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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 28
Strange, but true.
I was out with my husband shopping last month. We're both in need of a coffee, so we go into a little cafe by the sea front. After about five minutes in the place, I get up, go to the ladies and take a pee. Washing my hands afterwards, I'm about to walk back past the cubicles, when I feel strong arms wrap around me. The scent of my husband's aftershave fills my nostrils and he gently, but firmly ushers me inside a stall. No sooner are we inside, he lifts my short skirt and pushes my knickers to one side. Seconds later with some shuffling about, I feel his hot rock hard cock slip inside my pussy from behind.
His cock feels larger than usual, but I put it down to us fucking in a public place, again.
He fucks me much more roughly than normal, but again I see it that we're having sex in a cafe's toilet. Just as I hear his breathing get louder, I climax, then feel his cum spurt all over my arse as he pulls out.
Before I get chance to turn around, there's noise as another female enters, and my husband exits quickly as she enters the cubicle next to ours.
Only a minute or so later after cleaning myself up, I go back into the cafe to see my husband outside smoking his E Cigarette. Walking out to him, I tell him "That was amazing". He looks at me funnily and replies "What was". Thinking on my feet quickly, as I realise he hasn't got a clue to what I'm talking about, I tell him I'd just seen a seagull pinching someone's lunch on the beach. My husband looks at me with a face of "Yeh, ok if you say so", and walks back inside.
While my husband drinks his second cup of coffee, and talks to me about his latest rare golf club find, I see a young guy stand up, smile at me and watch as he exits the cafe. Only before he passes, he winks at me, touches his crotch and points in the direction of my pussy. I say nothing to my husband, nothing at all. And the reason why, it was one of the best spontaneous fucks I've ever had.
On our return home, I was about to take a shower but my husband decides its then he's horny. He pushes me onto our couch, lifts my legs, moves my damp knickers aside and buries his face into my already soaking wet quim. For the second time that day I have an almighty orgasm, but one my husband will never know, it was as I was thinking back to being fucked in a cafe's toilet.
I was out with my husband shopping last month. We're both in need of a coffee, so we go into a little cafe by the sea front. After about five minutes in the place, I get up, go to the ladies and take a pee. Washing my hands afterwards, I'm about to walk back past the cubicles, when I feel strong arms wrap around me. The scent of my husband's aftershave fills my nostrils and he gently, but firmly ushers me inside a stall. No sooner are we inside, he lifts my short skirt and pushes my knickers to one side. Seconds later with some shuffling about, I feel his hot rock hard cock slip inside my pussy from behind.
His cock feels larger than usual, but I put it down to us fucking in a public place, again.
He fucks me much more roughly than normal, but again I see it that we're having sex in a cafe's toilet. Just as I hear his breathing get louder, I climax, then feel his cum spurt all over my arse as he pulls out.
Before I get chance to turn around, there's noise as another female enters, and my husband exits quickly as she enters the cubicle next to ours.
Only a minute or so later after cleaning myself up, I go back into the cafe to see my husband outside smoking his E Cigarette. Walking out to him, I tell him "That was amazing". He looks at me funnily and replies "What was". Thinking on my feet quickly, as I realise he hasn't got a clue to what I'm talking about, I tell him I'd just seen a seagull pinching someone's lunch on the beach. My husband looks at me with a face of "Yeh, ok if you say so", and walks back inside.
While my husband drinks his second cup of coffee, and talks to me about his latest rare golf club find, I see a young guy stand up, smile at me and watch as he exits the cafe. Only before he passes, he winks at me, touches his crotch and points in the direction of my pussy. I say nothing to my husband, nothing at all. And the reason why, it was one of the best spontaneous fucks I've ever had.
On our return home, I was about to take a shower but my husband decides its then he's horny. He pushes me onto our couch, lifts my legs, moves my damp knickers aside and buries his face into my already soaking wet quim. For the second time that day I have an almighty orgasm, but one my husband will never know, it was as I was thinking back to being fucked in a cafe's toilet.
