REPOST: HUNGRY PUBLIC PUSSY

REPOST BY ONE OF OUR FAVORITE CONTRIBUTORS: MISS SMACK!

Friday, August 1, 2008

Hungry Public Pussy
I was in Norwood and you sent me a txt asking if I was available for a coffee. I happened to be in the area looking for beauty packages for a gift and agreed to meet you in 5.

We met and politely sat through a coffee both of us avoiding awkward eye contact with nervous laughter. We tried to be straight-faced but couldn't restrain ourselves a secret grin or smile here and there. Over the years, our friendship had stood the test of time and today's grin was proof of that. I could see the bulge of your cock betraying your mind . I tried to not look and stupidly tried to re-focus my thoughts somewhere other than your cock in my mouth or your cock stretching my cunt but I was a goner.

It must have been telepathy because you looked at the time on your phone and said 'Wanna get out of here for a bit?' and I drained the last of my coffee nodding "Yup," following your lead along the footpath. You always had a knack of calling it how it was sans smoke-screen.

There was no time to get to our vehicle or home and we simultaneously spotted some public toilets nearby in a park. There were no words, just a look of '"Should we?." Neither party said "No."

The park was empty except for some wandering dogs roaming around sniffing the scents of other pooches that had come and gone.

Quickly, we closed the cubicle door of the disabled toilet and you ripped into my body with your hands roughly reacquainting yourself with my wet pussy and kissing me hard. My hands reached for the protruding bulge as you dropped your jeans simultaneously. It was so nasty. In a grotty public toilet block. How becoming.

Neither of us had the time or the germ-friendly ambition to do anything other than stand on the floor and you bent me over, stripping my jeans and plunging your cock with full force into my now dripping pussy. I grunted and spread my legs for greater access, raising one of my feet onto the toilet seat.

I pressed my hands back onto the wall and pressed against you encouraging you to fuck me hard and fast. Your breaths came quick and I could feel your huge cock sliding back and forth into my cunt, the pink slippery skin curling against you in wet defiance. Your fingers were holding my hips and your face was breathing hot air into my neck. We both stopped suddenly when we heard someone enter the toilet block. They were chatting to someone about the chilly Adelaide weather and we stopped mid-fuck, dead silent. We heard their stream of piss, the zip and finally the flush and resumed our fucking when their footsteps left.

I threw my head around and kissed you again as you approached the orgasm with much urgency. I couldn't believe that after years of bitching about disgusting cretins that fuck in toilet blocks I was in there doing the exact same thing.

We both came at the same time soaking your cock in both your juices and mine..... and quickly and hurriedly dressed, leaving separately.

You to the party.
Me to my car.