Hi this is my first set of stories like this and I hope you guys will enjoy it. This story is a tale of my real-life experiences with public sex however I have changed names and locations to protect anyone that may be involved. Make sure to entertain the idea of donating to NIFTY as they make this writing possible. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
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I never thought that this would happen to me, I never thought it would happen in such a public place, I never imagined how much I would enjoy the chase and the risk associated with this kind of sex.
I had spent the day at a local shopping center doing my errands and shopping with my family. We made a stop at the local ...Stacy's... department store I was looking for a Christmas present for my father. I made my way to the Cologne counter ready to brave the over excited holiday spritzers when I felt nature call. I headed to the bathroom because this particular ...Stacy's...always has the cleanest restrooms in the shopping center. I found my way to the handicap stall because the other stall was occupied, and I've never been a stand-up pee kind of guy. It was taking me a minute to get started and that's when I heard someone clear their throat. I took it as a normal action and continued my business. I took out my phone and was looking at Facebook when, again the stall next me cleared his throat. I kind of wanted to pass him a lozenge or some Mucinex but I digress. Finally, I began doing my business and when I finished there was a third throat clearing...this time it was longer, louder and accompanied by a strong tap of the foot. I'm not experienced in public sex at all, but I was beginning to think that the man wanted something from me. I shifted my feet back getting ready to leave, and again there was a strong tap from the neighboring cubicles foot but this time he swiped his foot under my stall.
I took out my phone and turned on the camera to try and see what was going on and to see if I was just making up a scenario in my head. When I swept my camera towards his cubicle I was greeted by something that made my jaw drop. He couldn't see me, but I could see him in the next stall without pants stroking his decent sized cock. (I'd say 6.5 inches and thick. uncut just like me) at this time the door to the bathroom someone came in and went to a urinal opened and my heart raced, I felt as though I had been caught in the act, doing something we know we shouldn't do. I turned off the camera app and waited for the person to use the urinal and wash his hands which seemed to take years, but it was closer to 3 or 4 minutes. When the door shut there was silence from the neighboring cubicles and no movement, I had a decision to make. After a brief internal debate, I mustered some courage and cleared my throat. Almost immediately I was met with another throat clearing from the neighboring cubicle followed by two swift foot taps. I waited for a second and tapped my foot twice in reply. Again, my neighbor tapped his foot twice and this time swiped his foot under my stall. I tapped twice in response and moved my foot closer to his.
I waited for another foot tap or a throat to clear but this time my neighbor placed his hand under the divider and gave me a come-hither gesture. I felt my body freeze in terror... this was really happening...did I want to follow through.... or should I run for the hills...... I stood up with every intention of being a scaredy cat and running for the door but when I looked down I saw this hand ready to help me get off... I hadn't cum in three days and I could see the shadow of this man masturbating which set me over the edge. I knelt by the divider and was immediately glad that I did. I was not greeted by a lube less hand job but rather a hot moist mouth surrounding my 7.5" cock and taking me down to the root with ease. He pulled back and immediately began playing with my foreskin, getting his tongue inside it and rolling it around in his mouth. He sucked my cock like it would provide the milk of life for him. This was some "grade A" head and I was getting into it. I reached under the stall and found his head he pulled me in and I took that as an invitation to fuck his face. I fucked his face until he had to pull back for air or choke on my cock. He was moaning now telling me how hot this was and how much he wanted my load in his mouth. I was quiet still too nervous to make a noise. He went back at my cock with tenacity and vigor trying to make me cum in his mouth begging me for my load, but I take a while to cum when I'm getting blown so he pulled out some tricks of the trade. He tapped my legs and reached under me, I opened my legs to allow him more room and that's when I broke....no longer able to keep silent or hold back my moans of pleasure. At this time, he had deep throated me, started to play with my taint with one hand and with his other hand he shoved two fingers in my ass with no lube. With the little bit of pain mixed in with all the pleasure this stranger was giving me I came.... HARD... I came more than I have ever Cum from receiving a blow job. I was lost in pleasure moaning out for him to take my load.
When I looked down I was presented with the bottom half of his face holding a part of my three-day load in his mouth and whatever didn't make it in there was on his face and the floor of the Stacy's men's room. What do I do now....do I thank him for that amazing blow job? Do I leave? I decided that a .... that was fucking great comment would be appropriate and I asked he wanted a return. It took a few moments, but I was presented with his cock looking ready to burst, I took it in my hands and began to give him a hand job...not ready to try for the blow job... within ten strokes he groaned out his orgasm and his load shot out of his rock joining mine on the Stacy's men's room floor. I got up pulled up my pants, stuffing away my still rock-hard cock and left the stall. I washed my hands and left the restroom making a mental note to come back and try this again. I never did get my father's Christmas present that day.
So that's it folks... my first public sex experience let me know what you think.... And there will be more to follow.