It was a wild night, spent with a stranger in a public place. With the moonlight flickering off us as if performing a sensual pas de deux, we couldn’t wait to explore one another deeply and intimately. Locked lips, hands exploring each other’s smooth skin, I felt my desire for this man intensifying to a fever pitch. Growing ever bolder, I moved into a more advanced position, eager to let loose with all the hidden depths of my dirty fantasies. I spread my legs wide open and leaned down onto his lap, eagerly awaiting the first splash of his creamy cum on my tongue. Yes, this truly was going to be a public load of creamy cum like nothing either of us had ever experienced before.
Table of Contents
- 1.Trembling and Throbbing with Lust
- 2.Making a Scandalous Splash in the Park
- 3.Exploring the Risqué Ripples of a Creamy Release
- 4.Savoring the Scrumptious Pleasure of a Public Load
- The Way Forward
1.Trembling and Throbbing with Lust
My hands shook with anticipation: every inch of me was . I had heard rumors of a public park that was notorious for a certain kind of hot and heavy anonymous encounter. I strolled in and my eyes immediately locked with his. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver through my body and I felt an unfamiliar heat pulsing through my veins.
My heart raced as I came closer to him, feeling his arms close around me in an intimate embrace. Seeing only hunger in his bright eyes, I reached down to unfasten his trousers. Instantly, I felt him surge beneath my grip and I worked him until it was too much for him to contain. I grabbed hold as he unleashed an incredibly thick and creamy load of sweet cum. A hot wave of pleasure swept over me as I marveled at the wild beauty of the moment.
2.Making a Scandalous Splash in the Park
We’d been out for a few hours. Our evening had begun with a stop in the park for a more intimate rendezvous underneath a canopy of stars, the gentle softness of the grass a bed of wonder. We’d enjoyed a full evening of each other—kisses, gentle caresses, and heated conversation.
I finally made my move—sliding my hands up his shorts and pressing into his back with a fiery passion. We were barely aware of the world around us, the dull thump of nearby techno music a buzz in the background.
His lips parted with a gasp as I grasped him, only to be cut off by a deep moan as I crushed his face into mine. His body moved against mine smooth and steady, the heat between us only escalating as we moved together. We barely had time to bask in the moment before… a sharp sound pierced the night.
My juicy, creamy load had hit the concrete map in front of us, the reflsctions from the streetlights sparkling on the floor testament to our night of pleasure. We furtively glanced around before slipping away, scandalous remnant of our steamy encounter left behind.
3.Exploring the Risqué Ripples of a Creamy Release
The Streets of the Public Park Called for a Successful Load of Creamy Cum
My hands gripped tightly onto the railing that ran parallel to the pathway and body-riding comfort while I strolled. Cocksure in my footwork, head high, though no one was there to force me into a boilerplate poise – the streets of the park were my oasis. A respite from the noise and business downtown.
As I felt myself becoming intoxicated with my own Cajolery, I craved the tight embrace of true intimacy – all the better to release a public load of creamy cum. Opportunity came when I noticed an attractive young man on a park bench, just there alone with the same idea as me – to step away, if just for a moment, from the bustling city.
I took a small final step towards him, the bite of my boot on the pavement punctuating a lingering moment of silence before he stood up, and finally made direct contact. Our eyes locked as we moved with mutual haste to a shaded area, under cover of trees on the edge of the park’s perimeter.
Never before had I felt such jittery excitement, such a bolting passion – and all without a single word uttered yet. He stepped forward to rest his hand against my lipid-lathered chest, his smooth tonsils tracing a hot path down the swell of my neck as I’d asked what he wanted from me.
The list was as follows:
- To feel my pulsing sex pulsing against his own
- Soft yet possessive body-to-body entanglement
- Leave an unbearable yet pleasure-filled mark all over his body
- A satisfactory yet explosive release of a welcoming creamy cum
The air was pregnant with desire and anticipation as we explored our bold new sensations with fierce, yet tender, fervor. We collided into a passionate maelstrom and drifted away to a world unlike any other – all as I fulfilled the last request: releasing into the atmosphere my creamy cum.
4.Savoring the Scrumptious Pleasure of a Public Load
- The evening was hot and steamy. The city streets glowed with a seductive after hours energy.
- We found refuge in an alleyway, hidden from view.
- His hot breath on the nape of my neck, my skin tingled with anticipation.
I felt the hardness of his bulge against my buttocks; my sphincter trembled with each pass. He nibbled on my earlobe, tracing his tongue down my neck and to my chest. He kissed, licked and sucked in unison, enveloping me in a wave of pleasure. I was ready.
He stepped back and unbuttoned his pants, revealing a rock-hard cock that took my breath away. I opened my mouth and let him drive his thick shaft deep and then, he started coming, coating my tongue with his creamy goodness. I savored each pulse of cum and his taste lingered on my lips. He finished, shaking and pulling his pants back up as he staggered away. I stood there, savoring the delicious lingering pleasure of a public load.
The Way Forward
The last drops of my Becky’s creamy cum kissed me goodbye as it slowly slid off my hard facial planes and spilled down onto my now sticky and heavily salivating chin. I had just experienced what JD Salinger would have loved to have seen and heard: raw passion and intense love making taken to an unimaginable level of pleasure. And as I lay there, all alone, in a public place, I was reminded of what true sexual freedom and expression truly looks and feels like. And until I could find my same level of satisfaction again, I’ll forever cherish and deride in the memory of the most intense and powerful orgasm I have ever experienced.