Enjoyed You More

I was trembling with excitement as we drove across the street to the Wal-Mart parking lot. Watching eroticego get worked over by Ariel combined with the make out session in the bathroom had me unbelievably aroused. But there was no way I was going to let her drag me into the nasty Wal-Mart bathroom. So as soon as she parked the car I grabbed her and kissed her hard.

“God you are so gorgeous,” I murmured in her ear as her hands began to move across my body, “I have been waiting too long for this moment.” I tried to lean over into her lap but the emergency brake poked me in the ribs.

“Excuse my stick,” she said, giggling.

“Hey, you weren’t supposed to have one of those!” We kissed deeply and our hands were all over each other’s breasts. She caressed my tattoo and easily brought my nipples to attention. Feeling like quite the pro, I unsnapped her bra with one hand while cradling her breast in the other. I just wanted to look at her but I couldn’t stop kissing her soft skin in as many places as I could reach. I must have been dripping wet when her hand reached down into my pants.

“C’mon let’s climb in the back,” I said. She looked dubious but followed me into the back of her car. No holds barred with no stick shift between us, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on that clit piercing again! Both of us were breathless, she moaned as my lips closed over her nipple and my hand fiddled with her piercing, a barbell that seemed to make her clit scream, “Here I am, touch me!”

She stiffened as a pair of headlights crept slowly by us. “Oh, please keep going,” she said. They did but we were on alert now. Next thing we saw was the street sweeper.

“Damnit,” I muttered, knowing that he’d soon be all over the parking lot and catch us for sure. We fumbled to readjust our clothes and drove back to the strip club to retrieve my car. Our eyes met in an intense gaze and I smiled saying “I enjoyed the strip club, but I enjoyed you more.”

I arrived home to find my husband in bed. I kissed him and whispered, “I’m home, lover.” He threw back the sheet revealing an already erect cock. “Um, do you want me to brush my teeth?”

“Just hop on,” he said. Eroticego took care of the foreplay so I complied immediately and rode my way to a spectacular orgasm.

I went to bed feeling like I’d had my cake and eaten it too. Definitely one of the best evenings of my life. Just can’t wait to finish what E and I started. 😉

The Truth about Bathroom Sex

Okay, so the love van story inspires me to ask, do people actually have sex in public bathrooms? And how often does this happen? Are there people who are so turned on that they can actually put out of their minds that it’s, well, a bathroom?

I probably have a warped opinion of public bathrooms because my mother was ultra-paranoid about them (maybe she knew people were having sex in there). She told me that if we didn’t put paper on the seat that we would turn into the stinky, dirty, unshaven homeless man we saw in the mall that time. Hey, we were little kids, that can put the scare into you.

I have also found that in the bathroom at the coffee shop where I work, when you’re trying to go to the bathroom it almost never fails that someone knocks on the door. They often think you have to have a key to get in there or something. So I holler out “I’m in here,” as loud as I can. Lets give them the benefit of the doubt and say maybe they can’t hear me through the fart fan. A few seconds later they knock again. How can they expect me to go to the bathroom while they’re out there knocking on the door? Am I to believe that people can actually have sex in that environment? And we’re not even talking about performance anxiety, some people can’t even pee if they think someone can hear them.

Well let’s pretend there’s not enough customers in this particular coffee shop to worry about someone knocking on the door. Then I’m thinking, if Candy and Missy are as hot and heavy as you say they are, then Joe couldn’t possibly be so clueless. Sex between man and woman can be contained if so desired. But sex between two women is wet and messy and musky and delicious. If they didn’t come out of that bathroom smelling like animals in heat, they were doing something wrong! Oh wait, Joe is a self absorbed man, how could I forget?

Meanwhile I’d like to start a movement to keep the public sex in cars, the woods, elevators, movie theatres, and back alleys and *out* of public bathrooms. Thank you.