Amiga ISO Collection/AmigaDemoCD2.iso/ASCII/TEXTE/SEX/ADULTSHARE/I/INPUBLIC.TXT

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IN PUBLIC
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     When I meet you at your house, you are wearing the elegant
gown I requested, complete with a long flowing skirt.  I have
procured a stylish white tuxedo, complete with tails, for the
evening.  However, in spite of all your curious questioning, I
refuse to elaborate on why I suggested the formal evening, or why
I was so specifically adamant about your wearing the long gown.

     I walk you to the long black limousine parked at the curb,
and order the driver to drive towards Newport Beach, while we
relax in the luxurious passenger compartment.  While I am
obviously excited (a glance at my tight dress pants shows that
plainly), I make no attempts at doing anything more than kissing
you deeply for much of the distance - not only your mouth, but
your entire face and neck.  As a matter of fact, when you place
your hand on my bulging zipper, I gently push it away.

     By the time we reach the high class restaurant in Newport,
we are both so hot that I come very close to abandoning my
carefully laid plans, throwing up your skirt, and fucking you
right there in the car.  But I strengthen my resolve, and we walk
arm in arm through the doors.  When I give the maitre'd my name,
he begins showing us to a corner table in the shadowy, romantic,
dining room, but as we pass the restrooms I surreptitiously pass
you a tightly folded note, and press gently against your side,
indicating that you are to enter them.  You make a polite excuse,
and leave.

     In the privacy of a restroom stall, you read my note - in
carefully printed letters, it says "Remove your panties, then
come to the table."  You slide off the black silk panties you
wore especially for the occasion, with their already wet crotch,
and place them in your purse before returning to the table.

     Under the table, you pull them out and slip them into my
hand.  I smile secretly at you, glance quickly from side to side,
then lift up the white tablecloth and slide underneath.  Without
hesitation, I raise your skirt, throwing it over my back, and
slip between your legs.

     Then, I proceed to give you the most exquisite pussy licking
you have ever experienced.  I nibble up and down the delicate
edges of your slit.  I pinch and massage with my fingers the
hard, wet peak of your clit.  My tongue penetrates deep inside
you, scooping out the juice I crave.  You are holding back the
cries of pleasure gathering in the back of your throat, lest the
entire crowd become aware of your ecstasy, but cannot keep from
shifting and squirming in your seat.  Next, I slip my thumb,
lubricated with your wetness, into the tight ring of your ass,
while two fingers pump in and out of your pussy hole, as I
continue to pleasurably torment your clit.  When they finally
come, your orgasms are fast and furious, one after the other as
you struggle to keep your low moans and growls from gaining full
voice.

     I have barely lowered your skirt down over your quivering
thighs and resumed my seat at the table when the waiter arrives.
We order (you somewhat breathlessly), then almost before he turns
his back you whisper "Turn about is fair play" and sink to your
knees, tugging at my zipper.  My hard cock springs out, seeming
to grow even larger as it is exposed to the cool air.  First you
lick around the head, sliding your tongue through the slitted
top, then suck the sensitive orbs of my balls into your warm, wet
mouth.  It is shaking and quivering now, so you lick your way
back up the shaft, and slide it all the way into your mouth.  You
can hear me above you, groaning as I feel it pressing against the
back of your throat.  Swirling your tongue around, and nibbling
gently, it isn't long before I begin pumping streams of hot white
juice into your mouth.  You swallow desperately, trying to keep
it from spilling out of your mouth and onto your fancy dress.
Tucking the rubbery pole of my still semi-hard cock back into my
pants, you rise and take your seat.  Seeing the glistening pearl
of cum at the corner of your mouth, I lean over and kiss you, our
tongues twisting and exchanging the flavor of each other.

     For the rest of the meal, we are comparatively restrained,
only occasionally slipping a hand under the table to grope one
another.  But when we leave the restaurant, the limousine is
nowhere to be found.  You know that I have something in mind, as
I lead you up the street to the corner bus stop.

     We only sit at the bus stop for ten minutes, but manage to
get each other even hotter as we wait.  I slide a hand up under
your blouse to massage and squeeze the soft undersides of your
breasts, while under my tuxedo jacket, stretched across my lap,
you stroke my hard cock.  The bus arrives, and we reluctantly
cease our play and climb aboard.  It is at the beginning of its
run, and nearly empty.  You follow me to the very back row of
seats, where I spin around, pull my hard cock out through my
zipper, and sit down, grinning wickedly at you.  You too smile as
you realize what I have been leading up to, raise the back of
your skirt, and lower your naked ass toward my upright penis,
whimpering softly as I guide it inside you with one hand.

     It penetrates you to the hilt, and we arrange your full
skirt to conceal the hot fuck we are having.  The bus does all
the work, as it bounces and bumps down the street, each dip
bringing a new flash of ecstasy to both of us.  The bus is slowly
filling with passengers, who glance at our strangely formal
attire and flushed faces, then with the nonchalance of city
dwellers turn away to talk with each other or look out the
window.

     Our excitement cannot be completely concealed, however.  A
muscular surfer and his dark haired girlfriend sitting across the
aisle from us watch as we groan together each time the bus
bounces, and smile knowingly.  In unspoken agreement, our hands
reach together for your skirt and raise it just high enough so
that they can see my slippery, stiff shaft buried in your pink
and so wet pussy.  We can see that they are becoming excited too,
as his cock begins rising beneath his shorts, and her nipples
perk up while a small dark spot appears on the crotch of her
bikini panties.

     We let your skirt fall again, and watch as under the cover
of a large yellow beach towel, they maneuver into the same erotic
position we are enjoying.  They too raise the cover to allow us a
peek as his incredibly large, dark pole slips into the carefully
trimmed dense black fur that surrounds her glistening pink lips.

     I am about to come, and under your skirt reach to pinch and
rub your clit, bringing you off too.  Your cunt walls convulse
and throb, as I quiver and jerk, spurting deep inside you.  I
wrap my arms around your waist and hold you close, nuzzling your
neck over your shoulder.