Sex in Public Places

From a man’s perspective: (Do not read if offended by sex  talk   with a little  humor)”Winner, winner chicken dinner”  The thrill and the excitement of a whenever, wherever booty call. Why should you care if someone sees? You’ll never see them again anyway. Can anything be more exciting than a quick romp? Let me know, so I can try.

I was thinking about my first public sexual encounter, and man it was crazy. I’m at an Aerosmith concert and we (myself and my super hottie at the time) were stuffed in the front with thousands of other concert goers… stand up room only. It was tight quarters. Everyone leaning and sweating on each other, sounds sick I know. But hey, it’s a concert, you’ve been there right.

Anyway, my gal is wearing a mini skirt, high heels and a tiny top. We are rocking out. It’s dark. All you can see are bic lighter flames and of course Steven Tyler’s lips…. can’t get away from those. So here it comes, I feel some tugging on my “little buddy” and down goes the `ol zipper. For about a second I was shocked and to double take to make sure it was my gals hand, or things might of gotten real interesting.

Life is good I’m thinking, getting a hand job at a concert “I am the man” how sweet it is! Oh, that was just the warm up. All of a sudden she decides to drop her g-string, swing around and starts riding me like I’m a rodeo bull. People were literally on top of us, next to us everywhere and no one said or did a thing. I’m standing and my girl is just riding away I guess no one found it odd she was looking backwards. Oh it only got better when I was doing her from behind. So luckily, it was a dark concert because my pants were covered in “jizz” but it was soooo worth it.

Can’t say that has ever happened again.. not yet anyway…. but what a rush….and Aerosmith….they ROCKED!

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