Sex in a spicy setting

Hi! My name is Anya, and I caught myself thinking that I want to talk about my sexual experience — it's even kind of arousing :)

I'm 26 years old, 170 cm tall. Not that I'm proud of my appearance, but I'm not complaining: a good figure, a toned butt, beautiful firm breasts.

I have a wonderful man (Maxim), and we've been together for three years, one of them married. We have a happy family life, but I won't talk about that here. I work as a financial analyst, and he conducts trainings and does consulting. When we got together, I had just graduated from university (with honors!) and was quite

inhibited and not sexually liberated. But things changed quickly; two months after we met, I gave him, and for the first time in my life, a blowjob, and then it took off. I quickly became a real slut!

Max really liked it when I wore sexy lingerie, short miniskirts and dresses, and deep necklines. But over time, I began to notice: he gets turned on when others see it too. He even asked me to wear revealing clothes "for going out," so his friends often saw me in short outfits. Moreover, he wasn't bothered by the fact that someone might hear my moans through the wall during sex; a few times I noticed he showed my erotic photos to his friends. About the latter, by the way, I kept quiet, although I didn't really like it. But what could I do? Sometimes he even, as if accidentally, as a joke, would slightly lift my skirt when someone might see. He didn't do all this fanatically, like a maniac or just a weirdo; it was... sexy. He played with me like that, and the essence of the game was that someone might see me in a way they shouldn't. Someone would want me, and that's arousing.

About a year after we started dating, we moved in together. A few days before renting an apartment, we had this WhatsApp conversation:

Me: I like it when you fuck me from behind and put your finger in my mouth for me to suck... It's so arousing!

M: Or when you're on top, and I put my finger in your ass. I love having you in both holes)

Me: Mmmm... That feeling of fullness! I like it)

M: Can you imagine being fucked by two guys at the same time?

Me: Well... I want to feel you everywhere, in my pussy, in my ass, and in my mouth. That's impossible simultaneously, so imagination kicks in

M: That's true) It's especially nice to turn it on when I put a vibrator in your pussy and my cock in your ass at the same time)

Clearly, there's some inclination toward MFM. I just couldn't decide if I wanted it or not. I decided to explore the topic more closely:

Me: What erotic fantasies do you have?

M: Hard to say... But I like it when someone looks at you in a miniskirt. Looks with desire...

The conversation went on for a long time until we both came, masturbating. When we rented the apartment, we decided to take a walk along the nearby boulevard. It was a hot summer, warm, late evening. Parts of the boulevard weren't lit. I was wearing stockings and a short dress. Max slipped his hand under it and stroked my butt; it felt so good. Gradually, he moved between my legs and began slowly massaging both holes through my panties. The boulevard was deserted; separate groups sat on benches where the streetlights worked. My pussy was already completely soaked; I wanted more, but then, as luck would have it, we ran into some acquaintances. They, like all the groups, were relaxing on a lit bench, drinking beer, shouting loudly. After exchanging greetings, we decided to sit on a spot nearby, which, by the way, was slightly in the shadows; the light didn't reach there well.

Maxim sat on the bench, sat me on his lap. His hand, as if nothing had happened, returned to its previous activity with renewed vigor. I slightly spread my legs so he could move my panties aside and insert a finger... I really wanted to come; I was ready to rape him right there. His middle finger entered my pussy, my breathing quickened, I let out a quiet moan. No one paid any attention to us; everyone nearby was laughing, arguing, drinking beer.

Max, ohhh... He would slow down, then speed up; his movements became characteristic; to an outside observer, the nature of the activity would have been obvious. Suddenly, he stopped abruptly. "Bastard!" I thought. But looking at the neighboring bench, I saw that one guy had separated from the crowd, was sitting on the edge, and glancing at us, not paying general attention.

I realized Maxim was confused. He was thinking whether I'd get scared or not. I'd seen the guy before, remembered him as cute, but I didn't even remember his name. I put my hand on top of his and made Max continue. The guy kept glancing, and I enjoyed it, rolling my eyes. Strangely, I didn't care that he was watching. If they all turned around, I'd have been scared, but with just one — it was arousing. Our little secret with him. Maxim bit my earlobe and whispered: "Stand up and slowly take off your panties."

I was flooded with heat! Scary, but sexy. The guy was now staring openly. The others were discussing something boisterously and loudly. I looked him straight in the eyes brazenly and smiled with the corners of my lips. It was a personal duel, and I didn't want to lose. Without looking away, I stood up slowly, as much as possible. With my right hand, I lifted my dress, exposing my thigh. The guy could see half of my narrow panties, wet in the middle. With my left hand, I held the dress, and with my right, I began to remove that intriguing piece of fabric. The panties slowly slid down. I tried to make sure the bikini area came into view. Then, without looking away, I turned sideways to him. His gaze was greedy but calm and confident. He stared at me brazenly, mentally undressing me completely. His eyes darted, looking from my eyes to my thighs. I stuck my butt out back; the panties passed my hips and fell down.

Max pulled me to him, sat me on his lap, and unzipped his fly. I realized real danger was in the air. Max's cock, of course, was hard as a rock. It wasn't particularly big, about 12–15 cm. I bit my lip, lifted my butt, and slowly sat down — his cock entered me completely. How I wanted to moan with pleasure!!! I closed my eyes, my head was spinning, I almost came from a few movements. Opening my eyes, I saw that our now close acquaintance was stroking his cock through the fabric.

If at that moment I had been asked to suck him off, I would have agreed, so strong was my arousal. Of course, I wasn't bouncing on his cock — we would definitely have been noticed. I tried to sit cutely, as if just on his lap, squirming a little.

And finally, I couldn't take it anymore:

— Let's go home, you'll fuck me hard, and then come on my lips so I can lick up the cum!

We had fun at home. When we left, I blew our secret observer a kiss and wiggled my butt especially gracefully.