0 comments/ 53189 views/ 0 favorites In Public By: ebonymister Her name was Eve. Now she wasn't a fox by any means but she had a body that could stop time. Her legs were full and sculpted and her breasts were voluptuous without being outrageous. She carried that sweet round ass high and it was the first thing you noticed about her. She exuded sexiness and propagated unadulterated sensuality. She wore her hair very short and it only served to highlight her high cheekbones and dark skin. Her lips were full and inviting and her nose while flat was small and slightly. The first time I met her, I was drawn to that smile. I love smiles and when they emanate from faces such as Eve's, I become immediately interested. We worked at the same job for 4 years and then she left to take a job with the New York Transit department. The job was working in the ticket booths at various subway stops in Brooklyn. Fortunately, she always seemed to be on duty at one of the stops close to my apartment, so I got to see her regularly. It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon, in the late Fall of one of the years in the seventies (hell I don't remember which) and I had decided to leave work early. Lifting my tired bones from the seat as the train pulled into Grand Army Plaza, I had a yearning to get off and walk the eight blocks to Kingston Avenue. Walking up the stairs and past the ticket booth, I heard Eve's honey coated voice calling me and I turned and made my way to her. Come on in here she said, motioning to the door on the side of the booth. As I entered, she moved away from the ticket window and opened her arms to give me a very soft hug. I say soft because I melted into those arms and just stayed there. A kiss followed the hug and eventually our bodies started grinding into one another. My hands slipped down over that sweet ass and I massage those cheeks as I ran my tongue down her throat. She pulled away gently and returned to her stool behind the glass. Another train had pulled up and people were heading for her window to purchase tokens, so our interlude was spoiled. I moved behind her, hard dick and all and placed my hands on her shoulders as she dished out tokens and counted money for each transaction. The stool was backless so I pressed my body into her, feeling her excess of ass cheek with the lower part of my anatomy. Now, that was something, I was really getting turned on as I massaged slowly and pressed desperately. Getting bolder now, as each person left and the next took their place I would move my hands down and quickly over her breasts. I could feel her take a sharp deep breath each time my greedy fingers snatched a quick feel. Finally there was a lull and there were no more customers and no more were expected until the next train pulled in. Lil stood, turned toward me and gave me the kiss of all kisses, while pressing all that flesh up against me. My heart jumped, my dick jumped, I jumped and pressed back against her, again grinding for all I was worth. Damn, that felt too good. I was getting hornier by the minute and they way she was kissing and grinding I figured she was even worse off than I was. Damn, another train. She again turned quickly and moved toward the window but this time she pushed the chair to the side and whisper softly for me to "Come here." Damn.. I was ready to cum, ok, there I went. Pressing my hard rod against her ass I grinded against her as she dealt tokens and for all intent and purpose was doing her job with great efficiency. I lifted her dress and swiftly pulled down those soaked panties, stopping to plant a kiss on those sumptuous cheeks. She lifted her right leg so I could get them off and then spread those thighs. I zipped my pants (quietly) and rammed home from the back. She didn't even catch a breath and as I stroked that sweet wet box, she continued to sell tokens and make change. Now I can't say she made the correct change but I can say she did a marvelous job of not giving away what was going on. Holding her hips with both hands, I banged in to her, trying desperately to hold on to that feeling without giving up all my hot wet cum. It was a battle to maintain, it was monumental and exciting, it was dangerous and erotic and the battle was lost. Hell, there was no way that I was gonna last long, buried as I was up to the balls in that sweet snatch, in that ticket booth, with all those unsuspecting commuters just feet away. I came like a torrent. I came like a flood. I came and came and came and came. All I can say is, I love the New York City Transit Department and have since that day. In Public I was 24 yrs old, and had just finished a university course when this happened to me. I was by no means a virgin, but, on the other hand, neither was a lothario! I had received some correspondence that morning regarding a position for which I was hoping to apply, and after a day of fruitless research, I decided a drink was in order on the way back home. I went in to a bar, expecting – and finding it to be quiet. There was only one group in there, several people, and obviously professional types. They seemed to be celebrating some kind of business success, as there were several empty bottles of champagne on the table, and still more, which were either half drunk, or unopened. At the end of the table sat a very refined looking lady, the only female present. She was about 45 I would say, dark hair in a “bob” style, and wearing one of those business suits. Smart jacket, knee length skirt, and nice tidy blouse. I have to say, I thought her rather attractive – I have always fancied the older business lady. She seemed to be more sober than the men on the table. These guys were obviously planning to get seriously smashed on the back of whatever success they had attained. After I got my drink, I decided to sit where I could look at her whilst I read my correspondence. She was sat with her legs crossed demurely, and I wondered whether the black hose on her legs were stockings, or just plain hose. I kept my eye on her just in case she moved, and I got to see more of her legs. On one occasion, I looked up from my paper, and she caught me looking. Embarrassed, I quickly returned my eyes to the article. However, I couldn’t concentrate for long, and just had to look at her legs again. Wow! She had turned slightly in her chair, and her skirt had ridden an inch or so higher. This afforded just a hint of stocking top to my eyes. I glanced higher, to see if she was watching me – she wasn’t, but she had a rather wistful smile on her face. I began to get a tingling in my cock, and shifted myself slightly – just in case she moved again. Alas, she seemed quite comfortable as she was, and she didn’t move, so reluctantly, I dragged my eyes back to my paper. A few minutes later, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. She was re-crossing her legs, and – Oh Thank You! I got a beautiful flash of the top of her stockings. I felt myself stiffen just a little, and unconsciously adjusted myself in my loose fitting trousers. I looked up to find her looking at me – smiling. I smiled back, and tipped her a little salute with my drink, thinking – Oh Well, thanks for the show. Imagine my surprise, when she uncrossed her legs – slowly, and ran her finger up the inside of one leg, giving me an appreciable glimpse of her creamy thigh, before the legs were re-crossed. This excited me tremendously, and I began to wonder if this gorgeous woman would show me any more! By now, any pretence at reading had gone, and I was quite unashamedly watching her. My thoughts were racing. I was wondering what colour her panties may be. She was definitely wearing a black brassiere – I could see a strap just under the shoulder of her blouse. I was getting hard thinking about all of this, and wearing boxer shorts, and loose trousers, was not hiding it at all well. I think that secretly I wanted this lady to see the state of arousal to which she had got me. My spirits sank a few minutes later, when she leant forward, and said something to the men, and stood to leave, putting her jacket back on. She turned, and walked towards me, and the exit, but just as she reached me, she dropped her keys. She crouched down to get them – facing squarely at me, again affording me a fine view up her skirt. I fancied I was right about the panties though. As she stood, she said, “Follow me, and I don’t want to hear a word.” I nodded, and looking to see if the guys had noticed anything, followed her. At the foyer, instead of leaving, she turned sharp right, and descended the stairs down to the rest rooms. Into the ladies she went. Knowing there were no other women in the bar, I went in straight behind her. Once in, she turned, and immediately enveloped me in a tight embrace, and deep French kiss. Her tongue thrusting deeply into my mouth. Whilst kissing me, she was walking me backwards, and the next thing I knew, my legs were against a toilet, and we were in a stall. She broke off, and pushed at my chest. I had no choice but to sit on the closed lid of the bowl. “So, did you like what you saw?” she asked. I began to say yes, when she put her finger to my lips “No talking” she said. I nodded. “Would you like to see some more?” Again, I nodded. “OK, but you must do as I say,” she said. I licked my lips nervously, and nodded. She slowly took off her jacket, and carefully hung it up behind her, and then she did the same with her blouse. She revealed a lacy black bra, that bra was gorgeous, it did absolutely nothing to hide her breasts, and I could quite easily see her erect nipples through it. But she didn’t stop, she reached behind herself, and unclasped the bra, and without a moment’s hesitation, shook it off, and placed it with her other clothes. Her breasts were perfect – at least as far as I was concerned. Probably about a B-cup, and with that pert upturned look. She ran her fingers over her breasts, and cupped them, before stroking the nipples. “Do you like these?” she asked. I nodded, the bulge in my trousers being evidence I liked them very much. “I like them to get plenty of attention when I fuck. Remember that” Again, all I could do was nod. Oh how I wanted to touch and suck on those beautiful tits. She turned around. “I will let you unzip my skirt,” she said. I slid my hands up her legs, and around her ass, wondering if I should just slide my hand up her skirt. But she had told me do as I was told, so I slowly but smoothly slid the zipper down. “Now unbutton it” I did as I was told. She turned to face me, and slowly slid the skirt down around her ankles. Oh what a glorious sight. A nice flat stomach, black lace g-string panties – matching the bra, and black hold-up stockings. Her panties, like the bra hid virtually nothing, her dark pubic bush was trimmed, but only to the bikini line, and the gusset looked just slightly darker – moist. “I want you to remove my panties, but I want it done a certain way,” she said. My usual nodded response. “OK, slide your index finger under the side – by my thigh” I raised my hand, and did as I was asked. My finger met her soft pubic curls. “Now, slide it down, and hook them slightly away from me” My finger slid down, and hooked her panties by the gusset. I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my knuckle. I felt her press against me, so I took the opportunity to work my hand up and down a little, she moaned, and I felt her lips open, and some moisture against my hand. “Oh Yes – that’s right” she almost gasped as I lifted my hand a little higher, and felt the hard nub of her clit. “Now pull them down,” she commanded. I tugged on her panties, and felt them slide down and over her hips. She shimmied a little, and they fell all the way down. Stepping out of them, she moved towards me “I want to be eaten” she said. I didn’t need telling twice. I bent my head forward, and inhaled the musky scent of her arousal, before I slid my tongue out, and tested her for the first time. Exquisite is the only word I can use to describe the taste and feel of her pussy on my tongue. I pushed it as far into her as I could, drinking down her now copious juices. My hands slipped round the back of her ass, pulling the cheeks apart as I pulled her pussy onto my face. My tongue moved higher, and I lightly flicked at her clit, before I took it into my mouth and sucked gently on it. “Take your cock out,” she gasped as I nibbled on her and my fingers played around her anus. “I want it inside of me” I complied, freeing my rock hard member by shrugging my trousers over my hips. She eased herself down and forwards, grabbing my cock to position it at the entrance to her moist tunnel. She teased us both for a minute, by rubbing herself up and down on just the head of my cock, before she slid slowly down, taking the full length of me in with one long thrust. She sat there for a minute, whilst we both savoured the tight warmth of our meeting. Then she began to rock back and forth, gently increasing her pace. I slid my hands around her ass, and pulled her harder against me, grinding her clit into my pubic bone. Mindful of her earlier words, I dropped my mouth onto her left nipple, sucking gently, causing her to moan slightly, she began to gasp as I sucked harder, and I knew, that as I nibbled on her nipple, she was going to cum really soon. Her breathing ragged, he gasped, “Oh yes – Oh Yes – Oh YES” and I felt her pussy clamp around my cock as began to orgasm. The clenching took me over the edge, and I groaned loudly as I fired three long spurts of creamy spunk deep into her throbbing pussy. She collapsed on top of me, and I could feel our mingled juices dribbling out from her opening, around my softening prick. After a minute, she straightened, kissed me, and said, “Thanks baby – I needed that. I’m going now, don’t follow me.” With that, she dressed, and left without a further word. I gathered my senses, and left a couple of minutes later, gathering a strange glance from a young lady who was just entering the rest room as I came out! And that’s how my desire for sex in public places started! In Public Well, over the course of time we (my x and I) did quite a bit of erotic things. One of the biggest was, in the beginning, always talking during love making, especially when getting very aroused. Talk about her and other men. Talk about her showing herself to other men. Talk about her making it with other men. Of course, in the beginning just a lot of talk that leads to a lot of fire and enormous erotic energy. After a while we would get a little bolder. I would fondle or play with her in a semi public place with both being very turned on but more than just a little scared to go any further. Then one day we were really horny and fooling around and I told her about this place, The Golden Banana. The Golden Banana had "amateur" night on a special night of the week. Half jokingly and half seriously I told her that I was going to take her there so she could be one of the amateurs. She laughed it off. Both of us were really half hoping it would happen and half scared to death about it. However, the thought was planted and both of us were extremely turned on and sex was fabulous that night. In fact sex was MANY TIMES that night. The next day found us still horny as hell. Well, that next day just happened to be THE special Amateur night. We got in the car and went for a ride. I was physically behind the wheel but I swear the car was on autopilot and definitely heading in the direction of our lust. With little discussion and much apprehension and erotic tension we arrived at the parking lot. We parked but didn't get out for a while. We talked about going in. We watched who was going in and out of the place. No females were seen going in or out but plenty of guys. We talked about what we would see in there. We talked about what I wanted her to do in there. We were so excited. It was simply foreplay. One thing led to another and soon we were making out in the car. We were going at it very hot and heavy. A guy knocked on the window and jokingly said that we should go in or get a hotel room. We nervously laughed. My x said that she thought he was pretty cute and sexy. This excited me. The thought of her thinking that way just as I was playing with her pussy was so erotic. It was just our mood of the moment. I said, "Lets go in and see if we can find him." She said, "I can't go in there looking for him." I replied, "Well, let's just go in and see what is going on in there. Maybe, we'll just bump into him." She didn't say anything but stuck out her tongue at me and reached for the door handle. We went in. It was dark. A lot of smoke. A lot of guys. Everyone of the guys by the entrance turned and looked, no stared, at my x. This made her so nervous. But, with our talking, our making out, the guy catching us making out hot and heavy, and now these guys lusting at my x, she was very excited and turned on. We found a seat. Not way up front by the stage and not too far back away from it. We sat right in the middle of the room. There was a girl dancing naked on the stage. She was very pretty. Had a very tight body and was very erotic. We had talked about my x with another women plenty of times. She said she would like to try it but didn't know how to start something like that and said that it couldn't be with someone we knew. Well, there were some awesome looking ladies on stage. Naked and dirty dancing. And, we didn't know them! I could tell that my wife was very excited by her mood, breathing and squirming. I asked her, "Do you want to get up there?" Her answer, "Oh, wow, I really would like to but I can't! I'd be scared to death." She couldn't do it. We had agreed long ago that when we ventured upon something that we would respect and definitely honor each others feelings and wishes. So, if she did not want or didn't feel like she could do it I was going to accept that. However, I told her that since we were here and since we both were obviously excited that I intended to continue our making out righ here in the booth. She wasn't too sure about this and kept looking around. But, with the naked flesh on stage hardly anyone was paying any attention to us. So I started to caress her boobs outside of her blouse. I put my other hand on her bared knee and slowly started sliding it up her thigh as we kissed. I told her to spread her legs a bit and let anyone see her while I played with her. She was still too nervous. She did have her legs spread a little and her skirt hiked up some so that if you really looked (which a couple of guys did, but they were still much more interested in the naked flesh on stage) you could see her panties. We made out more and it got hot and heavy. I dipped my finger a little. I massaged alot. But, she was still too nervous. I tried to get her to remove her panties in the booth. But, I wasn't having any success. Finally, I persuaded her to go to the ladies room and remove her panties. It seemed as though it took forever for her to return. She finally come out of the ladies room. On her way back to the table she was chatted up by a bunch of guys. A few of them were free with their hands. Not anything overly sexy but light touches on the arm and one guy wrapped his arm around her waist. She was so excited. She got back to the table and sat down. She was so flustered with these guys and their attention. We talked a little. We made out some more. I talked to her about how it felt being the object of sexual lust of so many different guys. She said she was so hot. I was rubbing her leg. When I reached up her skirt I found that she still had her panties on, damp but still on. She said she was too scared to remove them. I was a little disappointed. We continuted to make out some more. It was so erotic to be making out hot and heavy with a lot of guys around and naked girls on a stage. She was so scared but so turned on. And, now there was more attention from the guys. She got so turned on and almost let me remove her panties and then got really nervous and she wanted to go. (note here: if you guys do this make sure you adopt a immediate quit rule that if EITHER ever says enough or stop then you MUST stop WITHOUT cooercion and begging -- wait till you each calm down and cool off and then discuss it) So we go up and left. When we got to the car she put a lip lock on me and started moaning like she was exploding. She broke apart from me and took her panties off. She said, "See, you wanted them off and now they are. And, I can't put them back on because..." She quickly opened the car window and threw the panties out. They landed on the hood of the car beside us. LOL I said, "I better go get them." She said, "No, leave them there. Let everyone see. That is what you wanted, isn't it? She was now playing the game that I wanted her to play. She wanted it too. We immediately started making out again. Only this time all of her clothes were coming off. We made out, we petted and screwed right there and she was stark naked straddling me in the front seat of our car. ANYBODY walking buy couldn't miss the panties or us. But, no one walked by. What a bummer. We had raw sex right there with no audience. We were spent, at least for the moment. I started the car and we left the parking lot. She was still naked beside me playing with her pussy. Now it is about 3:00 am. NOONE on the road to see her nakedness. Noone around to see her naked and playing with herself. Another bummer! I pulled into a 24 hour supermarket. At that time we both smoked and we were just about out of cigarettes. I got out of the car and she shocked me and also got out -- naked! She stood there for a moment and said to me, "What's the matter, you wanted me to show off, didn't you?" I couldn't say anything. I was so shocked and stunned. All I could do was look around everywhere trying to see who was seeing my sexy naked wife. She took her time putting her short dress on -- nothing underneath. It wasn't see through or anything like that. It wasn't super short that she was peeking her asshole out under the hem. But, it was short, slightly above mid thigh. Stairs or bending over could present some fun. Inside there were 2 young female cashiers in the front. I pulled my wife across the store and down the far aisle. The only other people we saw in the store were a stock boy on each of the first two aisles and a young teenage couple in the next aisle and no one for the next 3 aisles and then we were in the last aisle. This last aisle happened to be the aisle where the chilled stuff was. So, the aisle was a little cool but we weren't! We stopped about mid way up the aisle and started making out again. I was getting hot again. I felt her up and pulled her dress up a bit and threatened to pull it off of her righit here. She said that I wouldn't dare. She was taunting me and daring me to do it. Well, if we hadn't just finished screwing I definitely would have! But, I was content with playing with her body and holding her dress up. Eventually I was holding it up around her neck while we kissed. If anyone walked around to that aisle, from the front or back they were treated with a great view and of me playing with her. Well she came hard right there. I didn't. Not because I am a masterful stud. But because I had just come in the car about 5 minutes ago. Of course, her being almost totally naked and the knowledge that anybody could catch us got that adrenalin flowing and I was lost in lust. I told her, "You wouldn't dare give me a blowjob right here." She said, "Is that right?" As she was sliding down my body in front of me. I had to let go of her dress but it didn't fall all the way down and her ass was still visible from the side, and from the back of the aisle they would have seen her ass hole and probably would have seen her pussy sticking out. Well, she took me out and she did it. Right there in that aisle. I never shot so much in my life. When I finished shooting I couldn't get me stuffed in my pants quick enough! lol We laughed and shivered a bunch about that right there. We walked to the back of the store and saw noone. We turned to the right and started to walk the length of the store back the way we came. We saw the young couple coming up two aisles away from the aisle we had fun in. I felt like telling them that they just missed an awesome show. We continued walking the back to the other side of the store and didn't see the stock boys anymore. We turned down the first aisle. As we got close to the front of the store there was a display of some kind of food boxes. The display was set up so that if you got behind it you could see through the boxes (kind of like being behind a book shelf in a library). So, we could see them (2 young lady cashiers) and, if we were careful, they could not see us. Did we dare to fool around? What about the young couple? Ah, they were on the other end of the store now. What about the 2 stock boys? Don't know where they went to. What about a manager? Don't know. What about if anyone else comes in the store? Oh well. Let's take a chance. Well, we made out behind this display. I couldn't get over the fact that I had my hand in my wife's pussy while looking at these two young teenagers at the registers. I asked her if she wanted to do it right here. She said, "Can you, so soon?" I told her, "If you help me I probably can, and, definitely can, with me watching them wondering if they will look over here and see you giving me a blowjob." She said, "Maybe you can. We'll just have to see." Well, she got down and gave me a couple of licks and I got rock hard again. She got up, leaned on the display counter, lifted up her skirt and in I went. While pumping away inside my wife I am watching the two young ladies. Evidently, we were not that quiet because we drew their attention. When they both looked over and appeared to be looking and squinting right at us I blew my load. And, in my excitement, rocked the shelf and knocked a bunch of things over. When I finished with my load I stuffed me back in and we both, hand in hand, ran down the rest of the aisle, through an empty cash register lane and laughing our ass of ran outside and into our car. I started the car and drove off. What a rush!!!!! Looking back, I really don't think they could see us at all but probably saw the counter moving. Ha Ha Just imagine if we knocked enough things down and then, there we are -- going at it! WOW! I can't wait for more experiences like this. All I need is a willing partner who enjoys this stuff as much as I. Any willing partners in Memphis area? If you dare, drop me an email. In Public Ma'am felt i had been trained well enough to be taken out in public. I picked Her up and drove to the industrial side of town. Here in an old warehouse behind a blue door was a discreet club. This club was open to the BDSM/swingers lifestyle. I was to be introduced to the community. I had helped Ma'am dress earlier. She chose a lacy bra that accented Her large breast, a loose blouse of creamy white,Her crotchless pantyhose,and a short skirt. She wore Her short boots that i had shined for Her. I felt proud and horny. She looked so sexy and She was wearing the shoes i had shined. The crotchless pantyhose made me hopeful i would get to please Her tonight. Maybe i could show the community how well She had trained me in pleasing Her. I was giddy. I carried the toy bag. I opened the door for Her and watched Her sexy ass go in before me. Since i was new, She vouched for me and i paid the entrance fee for U/us both. The room was large and dim. I saw a St. Andrew's Cross, several spanking benches, a rope bed, a Spider Web, a whipping post,and a stock. I was like a kid in a toy store. I wanted to run to each piece of equipment and touch it to make sure it was real. The other side of the room had several chairs,couches,and tables. A large screen showed porno films. A live band played off in the distance. Light rock music drifted through the air with a heavy bass. The bass helped to keep rhythm for the Dom/Dommes as they played their subs on the equipment. "Uhmp uhmp" She cleared Her throat and got my attention. I blushed at forgetting myself. I dropped to my knees. I removed my collar Ma'am had given me during training and bowing my head offered up to Her the collar. She took the collar and fastened it around my neck. My dick hardened. SMACK across the face. "I know you are new to the club,but let's not forget your training. I will turn around and leave rather than be embarrassed." She warned me. "YES Ma'am" i replied. She walked off and i followed. W/we toured the dungeon area watching various scenes. I saw mostly female submissives and strong sexy Doms. There were a few subby bois with their hot Doms. I seemed to be the only male sub with a Domme. Lucky me! Ma'am seemed to enjoy the whipping scene. The Dom was "painting" a picture on the subs back with His single tail. He was very talented. I hoped it would soon be my turn to be beaten by my Domme. W/we had spent alot of time together. She had trained me in BDSM and in pleasing Her sexually. I felt O/our relationship was growing. I was thinking about asking Her to make O/our relationship known in the vanilla world. I had found the perfect woman. The woman i could spend the rest of my life with. W/we liked the same music,food,movies,etc. Not to mention BDSM. I was smiling ear to ear. "The equipment is too busy right now. Besides i have other plans for you tonight." She cooed. W/we walked over to the couches. She sat on the couch with me at Her feet. The short skirt rode up and i could see Her stocking covered thighs. I got excited knowing that just a little farther up was Her sexy,tasty,pussy. She kicked me and told me to get Her a drink. I found the bar and got Her a drink. My throat was dry from the excitement but She hadn't told me to get one for me so i just got the one. I brought it to Her and presented it as i had been taught. "Are you thirsty? you may get a drink" She told me. I headed back to the bar but got called back. "Where do you think your going? the subs trough is over there. And i think you need to crawl." She scolded me. I looked in the direction she pointed and saw a large metal trough with a couple of woman lapping up water like dogs. I blushed but crawled to the trough and got a drink of water. I crawled back to Her feet humbled. W/we watched the porno on the screen but i noticed Ma'am was looking around at the people. I saw Her face light up with glee. She was looking at a man in a chair about ten feet away with his back to us. I was a little jealous. She is my Domme. "Do you see that man over there? The one in the chair. Go ask him if his name is Hank. If it is,ask him to come here. Be polite and respectful as i taught you." she told me. I crawled over to him and bowed as She had taught me. When He acknowledged me i relayed Her question and request. He walked over to Her as i crawled behind. They exchanged warm greetings and kisses. I blushed as everyone was watching. He sit next to Her and chatted. One hand was on Her knee the other around Her waist. They started whispering and giggled. "Slut. This is Hank. He is a real man unlike you. He has a dick unlike that little Veinna sausage you have. Tonight i will be fucked properly and you will watch and maybe learn something. Hank stand up and let this slut get you ready" She said. Hank stood his crotch in my face. I unzipped His pants. I unbuttoned His pants. The monster that popped out shocked me. Soft it was longer and thicker than i ever was. It looked like something out of a porno film. I was just starring open mouthed. He grabbed my head and pushed His dick into my open mouth. It filled my mouth even though it was soft. As it got harder less and less would fit in my mouth. He face fucked my mouth gagging me. I closed my eyes and tried not to think about all the people watching me get pounded by this huge cock. I opened my eyes and looked at Ma'am. She was rubbing her pussy watching the scene. "Don't waste that sweet cum on that tiny dicked whore. I want to feel you squirt all of it in me." She told him. She got up and bent over me. She had Her arms on my shoulders. Her head next to mine. Her ass up in the air towards Him. Her skirt up around Her waist with Her cunt exposed for Him. He lined up His massive pole with Her wet cunt. She grunted as He started to work the same dick in Her cunt that had been in my mouth earlier. She bit on my earlobe. I could hear Her whimper as He sunk deeper and deeper. I felt Her push down on my shoulders with each push. I started to cry quietly. The woman i considered my Domme was being fuck right in front of me by a man with a dick i could never compete with. "Aw Yes now this is a real fuck. Not like your silly attempts. Oh Hank fuck me fuck me. I needed this. You are filling me like i really want to be filled. Harder. I have a good support here. Pound it into me." She yells. A small group circles us to see Her get fucked and me humiliated. My dick was sticking straight out. I almost cum without touching it. She stiffens and He stops pounding. He is filling Her with His cum. They stay in position resting. He pulls out with a popping sound and collapses on the couch. She leans on me and catches Her breath. "Lay down my pet" She rasp I lay on the floor and She covers my face with Her well fucked pussy. I'm then told to "lick Her clean and don't miss a drop of this sweet creampie." I lick and suck. I am surprised at the large amount of cum that fills my mouth. I gulp and lock my lips on Her hole to get more. I lick Her until She cums twice more. Each time more cum comes out. I feel my cock explode. I came thinking of sucking up their mixed cum. She gets up and sits on the couch resting. "boy you ain't done yet. Come clean up my cock" Hank bellows. I obey. I lick up one side of His huge cock and down the other. I move to His shaved balls with His direction licking up a few drops of stray cum. I then hug Ma'am's leg and pout. thinking about the night's events. I was full of mixed emotions. "There, there my pet. you are now not just my sub but also my cuckold. I know you liked it as i saw you came. You knew you have a little cock. You didn't expect Me to never have a real dick again did you? You will always be my cuck. You will clean up after a real man fucks me. You will service Him as He wishes. You will take care of my needs around the house and anything else i need. Men like Hank will take care of my needs sexually and you will take care of all my other needs. Okay?" She told me. I looked up at Her and smiled feeling loved and exactly in the right spot. In Public {This short story is set WAY back. The surprise is that things in our society really have not changed all that much. This one really did happen, no need to make anything up. It even has a tiny bit of male to male in here, nothing homosexual but if that upsets you, oh well.) +++ My first wife was named Sharon, I have written a few stories about her. She was a tiny little thing, barely 4'9" tall and she had to stretch a bit to make that. She was only 18 years old, and barely at that. Sharon was not big up top, not really, it was just that she was so small everywhere else that it made her look that way. Blessed with dark hair that she wore long, her hair shined since she brushed it constantly. I remember when we first met, she was the "hot" chick my friend Bobby told me about, he somehow managed to convince me to go on a double date and a blind one at that. If you knew Bobby, you would understand. He had one goal in life and one goal only, get his dick stuck in something female and he wasn't all that fussy about it. The part I never got was that he wasn't even nice to them and most of them seemed to love that. So I figured that anything he was passing off my way he had already hosed a few times and was tired of them, but he swore he hadn't with this one. "Not Sharon, she is a little bit of a prude but work on it, she will give it up. I am after Becky, she is being a hard nut to crack but I am getting there." He snorted like that was hilarious. "So what do you need me for then?" I asked him. "That gun boat you drive has a big back seat!" He laughed again. I drove a 1957 Desoto, yea, it had a big everything. I about fell over when Bobby, Becky and I pulled up at Sharon's folk's place. Sharon answered the door, I looked down. I am a shade over six feet tall so her eyes were only a bit above my belly button. We went to the movies, a drivein of course. We did the sit there not knowing what to say stuff for a long time, then after going to get the popcorn and some sodas Sharon slid over next to me so we could share. Bobby and Becky were going at it in the back seat, I kept looking at Sharon when the lights from the movie screen lit up the inside of my car. Pretty in a way, she seemed kind of shy and I was trying to talk to her to cover the noise from the back seat. I did glance back there a couple of times, once Bobby had his head against Becky's blouse which was clearly undone. Becky looked right at me and smiled, one tit was exposed and I am sure she was well aware of it. The other time I glanced back I saw Bobby's bare ass poking up so I didn't look any more after that. Sharon appeared a bit embarrassed at their antics, so to break the ice I put my arm around her and leaned down to kiss her. She readily allowed that, but when my hand came up to fondle her chest she stopped me. I told Bobby later that if we ever went out again on a double date to bring a towel so he didn't mess up my back seat so bad. But we never did, from then on I was interested in Sharon. By our 3rd date, she was letting me rub and touch them all I wanted to, I delighted in taking her to a local park that looked out over the ocean. There was a street light right there, if I parked just right it shined in the window and I could see Sharon's naked boobs while I played with them. I liked that, to be honest. Things progressed to the point where we were doing lots more, then one night it was us in the back seat and she let me go all the way. Then she told her Mother all about it for God's sakes, there was some fuss but I really did love her by then so I asked her to marry me. So we did the checkup thing for any diseases at the Doctor which was required back then for a license in our State. I had to undergo the old Doctor poking and checking out my stuff, then he was in the other room with Sharon who came out all red faced. Now I was barely 19 and naive as it is possible to be, so when the old guy told me to take out my penis and "milk it out" I guess I thought that was normal. Standing there with my pants and under shorts down to my ankles was not something I was real happy about. "Hmmm. It's well formed, a bit above average, looks nice and healthy." He told me. I didn't say anything. "Skin back your foreskin." He said, so I did. "Pull it way back." He said, so I did. "Does anything hurt?" He asked. I shook my head no. "Keep milking it out, I need to get a sample." He was sitting on a little stool not a foot away looking at me. That was terribly embarrassing but he was a Doctor so I did as he asked. Then he grabbed it and used a little cotton swab to take a sample which I found weird. He had me go into the waiting room while he went into the other room with Sharon. He was in there with her one hell of a long time, at least twice more than he was with me and no nurse, either. I did ask Sharon what he did to her, she just told me he "checked" stuff and wouldn't talk any more about it. But the guy was a Doctor, so I didn't really think about that much. +++ It took maybe two months before Sharon skipped her period and shortly after she announced that she was pregnant. Back to that same Doctor she went, it was the one her Mother had used for years so he was sort of the family physician. He insisted on appointments every two weeks, after a couple of months of that, Sharon asked me if she could get a different physician. "Why? He has been your family Doctor for years?" I asked her. "He...he does stuff." She told me, hesitantly. "Stuff? What kind of stuff?" "It feels like he is playing more than doing his job, like back when we first went there." Her jaw set a little bit, I realized she was having a hard time saying it. "What did he do?" It was beginning to register on me what she was saying now. "He told me that first time that he needed to make me...climax...to be sure everything was normal." "What? He did? How?" This was the first I had heard of that, then it hit me that he had asked me to do something similar to myself. I didn't climax but he had me do that until I was hard while he watched and then he held it while he dabbed at the end of it. That had been embarrassing but he was a Doctor so I did as he asked, with it not even crossing my mind that it was not normal. Hell, at 19 I had no clue what normal even was. "First he had me....touch myself...then he touched me to show me how." Sharon's face was scarlet now. "You think that guy is an old pervert?" I asked her. "Yes, I am sure of it because he does that every time." "What does he do, exactly?" I asked her. "He..puts one finger inside and rubs me with the other." She blushed. "OK. Let's get you someone else." I told her, giving her a hug. +++ Sharon's new Doctor was much younger and he was much more professional, she was pleased with him. She did mention her experience with the other Doctor to him, the guy just frowned but didn't say anything, not really. In today's world letting something like that out might be a good way to end up on the 6 O'clock news, but this was 1963. Sharon delivered a strapping 9 pound baby boy after some 30 hours of very hard work. She weighed 93 pounds the day she got pregnant and she weighed 93 pounds just one week later at home. And her boobs now were bigger so I have no idea how she didn't weigh more. By bigger, I mean LOTS bigger! I kind of liked that, plus when I fiddled with them I could make milk squirt out of them, which led to lots and lots of giggling sessions. She nursed our son, we never even considered doing the bottle bit. I grew up on a farm and nursing was nature to me, so the idea never crossed my thoughts. One day were were at the grocery store, I was carrying little Todd and he began the fsamiliar fussing, which progressed to outright screeching. I handed Todd to her, she cuddled him a bit but he refused to calm down, so she opened her blouse and he grabbed a nipple. Then I noticed a man nearby and he was staring at her. Sharon had the baby pressed to her breast and was using her other hand to pick up cans of soup since they were on sale for 10 for a dollar which was really good. The baby was sucking on her one boob and the other was hanging there in space since the blouse she had on was one that buttoned up the front. They did make those flap type front bras back then but we didn't have very much money so Sharon never bothered, she just didn't wear a bra at all. I knew the man had seen her bare breast, nipple and all, but we moved on down the aisle and around the corner. He appeared at the other end of the row, watching Sharon intently. I nudged her, she looked up and realized. She glanced down, by now she was covered though. She looked at me, and just shrugged. We finished our shopping and went on home. A week later we were in town, I stopped for gas and Sharon was nursing, she had a blanket over the baby's head so nothing was showing. But the attendant knew and he went through some antics trying to see her. He was so ridiculous about it that I whispered to her that the guy was trying to get a peek. Sharon just laughed, she thought that was funny. "What is it with these guys, I am just feeding our baby." She said. I just shrugged this time. There were several incidents similar, most of the time Sharon had that soft blanket so while people might know what she was doing, they couldn't see anything, not really. Then one day we stopped in town to eat, something we only did rarely so it was actually a treat. Sure enough, breakfast had barely arrived before the baby began to fuss. Sharon picked him up, opened her blouse and grasped her nipple, squeezing out a tiny droplet and placed the baby on it. Her blanket was out in the car. There was a table with two older couples sitting right next to us. "Well, I never! Can't you go to the bathroom to do that?" One of the older women said loudly enough to make sure everyone in the place heard her. "The bathroom? It's dirty in there!" Sharon shot right back at her. "Well, I am trying to eat!" The older lady retorted. "So am I, and so is my baby!" Now Sharon's voice was raised. "I insist you stop that right this minute!" The woman actually got up, her hands on her hips. "Why don't you mind your own fucking business? Nursing my baby is perfectly normal!" Sharon was getting loud now. That was the very first time in my life that I ever heard my wife use that word. "Not in the middle of a public restaurant! How would you like to get your face slapped?" The woman took a step forward. Sharon handed Todd to me, stood up. She reached down, jerked her blouse open, baring both of her breasts at the woman. And everyone else in the room. I saw some eyes open up wide at that. "Here! Since you are so god damned interested, here they are!" Sharon stood there defiantly. The three other people sitting at the table all looked like they really wanted to be somewhere else. Then the woman honest to God swung an open hand at Sharon's face. She didn't make it. Sharon might have been tiny but she was also athletic as it was possible to be, since she spent four years on the cheerleading squad. So my Sharon was very muscular, and extremely fast. Her hand came up and blocked the woman's slap easily, then she threw a right hand that George Foreman would have been impressed with. The woman went right down onto her behind, but she came right back up in a rage, screaming. I had my arms full of our baby so I could do nothing at all but scoot back out of range, the two of them had hands full of each other's hair but the older woman was using both hands and Sharon had one free. So she swung uppercuts, and pretty darned good ones at that. It all lasted perhaps 60 seconds, a few chairs went over and one table, everyone at the table next to us was up by then and the waitress was on her way to get into the middle of it. By then I had managed to get our little Todd back into his stroller and shoved it away to a place of safety. By the time I got that done, Sharon was on top of the woman, even though she was at least fifty pounds lighter. She managed to get her knees onto the woman's arms and was wailing away, both of her boobs still bare and bouncing all over the place. The older woman gave up about the time the waitress got there and tugged Sharon back. I went over and got in between them, one of the men said something to me, I didn't quite get what he said but I didn't like his tone so I told him to sit down and shut up. He looked at me, understood and sat right down. The waitress was still holding both of Sharon's wrists from behind and Sharon was trying to get loose. The other woman was now sitting up, dabbing at her bloody nose. Which of course being held like that meant both of her breasts were still bare, making things worse was the milk dribbling down from the one still full. How a room with perhaps eight people in it all told can suddenly have what looked like thirty of them is beyond me. "Let go of her!" I yelled at the waitress, she looked at me and let go. I reached out and tugged my wife's blouse back over her breasts. +++ OK. We got thrown out of there and told to never come back, but then so did the older woman so we didn't care. We didn't get to eat our breakfast but we never paid for it either. Outside, sure enough there was more. "Fucking bitch!" The woman yelled at Sharon as one of the men was trying to shove her oversize body into their car. I grabbed Sharon just in time to keep her from planting the gal onto the sidewalk. "You are just upset because your tits are old and ugly and mine look just fine!" Sharon yelled as I made her get into our car. As we drove off, Sharon jerked her blouse open again and lifted her boobs with both hands, bouncing them at the other car. I started laughing, it all was so hysterically funny that I was wiping at my eyes trying to see where I was going. Sharon started giggling, then she was roaring too. We got home, got the baby off to bed, he was happily sucking his thumb when his eyes closed. Sharon didn't have a single mark on her, although she said her head hurt where her hair got pulled. Sharon came out of the spare room, looked at me. I knew that look. I reached out to give my wife a hug, in about two seconds she was fumbling with my jeans. That turned out to be the hottest time we ever had in our bed. Well, not our bed, the first time was on the kitchen floor. The bed came later. Of course, our son got older and the nursing stopped and everything became normal. The little cafe where that all happened? They didn't mean it, not really. We walked in a couple of weeks later and everything was perfectly normal. The baby slept through the whole meal. I did sort of look around and this time picked a booth off to the side. Just in case.