An adult stories – Public Anal by DanielRedErotica,DanielRedErotica I wasn’t planning it that day. Not at all. I don’t think Amy was, either. It felt spontaneous. But then I never knew with Amy. She was often sneaky in her mischief.
We’d just joined the new gym together that had opened around the corner from where we lived. We were both sporty, both into keeping fit, both into looking good. And as well as the huge selection of machine and free weights, as well as all the classes on offer, the gym had a swimming pool, the only one in our area.
That Saturday morning, after a session of cardio and lifting, we headed downstairs to check it out together for the first time, to see how warm and luxurious the water would be. We had our swimming gear, and I assumed there’d be separate changing rooms, I hadn’t expected there to a unisex one. It was divided into rows of lockable cubicles, though, so no one got undressed in the open.
“You want to share?” Amy asked me as we looked at them. And she said it perfectly innocently, as if it was just more convenient that way. As if we’d be taking up less space, or something.
“Sure.” I followed Amy into the grey walled cube. I locked the door behind us with a slide of the also grey, plastic latch. I began to pull my sweaty gym clothes off, as Amy did, as if it was all perfectly normal.
The exercise must have gotten my blood up, though, as the site of Amy’s naked body hit me even harder than it usually did, and it usually hit me hard, as Amy had a killer figure.
I stared at all that smooth, radiant skin as she whipped her top off, as she unclipped her bra, as I saw her flat stomach, her elegant back, her high, perky breasts. I forgot to take my own clothes off as Amy peeled her yoga pants down to reveal long, toned legs. Her peach of an ass was on almost full view in the thong she was wearing, and then Amy slipped out of that, too.
Fuck, she was stunning. Amy was beautiful, with golden hair and big blue eyes and a heavenly smile. She was tall, she was slender, but athletically so, with muscle, with abs, but with feminine curves, with a thick, full, muscular derrière made large and round from all that obsessive squatting and lunging she did. I was very much an ass man, and Amy’s was by far the best I’d ever seen, I’d ever felt, had ever gotten inside.
Amy turned to me. “You’re not getting undressed?” she asked when she saw my shorts were still on.
I slid them down, along with my underwear, as she watched me. My hard dick bobbed up and stood proud from my body. “Sorry. You do have this effect on me,” I whispered, as I gestured to my buoyant cock.
Amy sighed, jokingly, but she smiled with it. She turned to face me fully. “Really?” she whispered back. “You like this?” She gestured at her naked self, a grin on her flushed face.
“Can you blame me? You’re perfect,”
Her smile broadened. Amy stepped closer. She reached out and wrapped her hand around my prick, and with that, the mood abruptly changed.
We found each other’s lips, we kissed, feverishly, right from the off. We pressed our bodies into each other, we went from arousal to passionate kissing in seconds. Our tongues met, our hands roved over one another. Amy tugged on my cock, she pawed at my chest and stomach, she cupped my balls. I held her tits, I rolled her nipples. I gripped Amy’s flawless ass, I squeezed her hard, showing her how much I wanted her.
We had to be quiet. Our cubicle was locked, there was no gap under the door, no one would see our feet, or any part of us, we were entirely hidden, but anyone walking past would hear us if we moaned or groaned. We did our best to muffle our sounds of lust and need, but that only made it feel even more urgent and intense.
When I pressed a hand between Amy’s legs, I found how soaking wet she was, already. Her smooth outer lips were gloriously slippery. She felt hot as I pressed a finger up into her body.
There was no teasing, no going slow, not then, we were both burning with need for each other. Amy pulled on me rapidly, zealously. I came out of her, I flickered that fingertip across her firmed clit with the same pace, and Amy shook against me. She made high, smothered squeaking sounds of pleasure.
I wasn’t thinking straight, I wasn’t thinking at all that Saturday, I just wanted Amy. I yearned to taste her. I dropped to my knees on that cubicle floor, I shoved my face between her thighs. I kissed Amy’s cunt, I sucked on her, I spread her with my fingers to dart my tongue across her clit.
Amy held herself up with one arm against the wall at her side, she dropped the other to my head, she sank her fingers into my hair, she pulled me into her.
She tasted glorious, of warm skin, of faint salt, a touch of sweat. Amy was so outrageously wet, it ran down my lips and chin as I licked her. Amy ground her cunt into me, her clit into my tongue, she felt frenzied in it.
I was dying to hear and feel Amy come, but her legs shook so hard as I eagerly lapped at her, that she couldn’t stay on them. Amy sank down before me, she urged me up, she grabbed my dick and shoved it into her mouth. It was my turn to fight to stay quiet as Amy sucked on me with force and gusto.
Amy held me with her hand and her tight lips. She drew up me wonderfully, sucking with force, making my dick throb in her hot, wet mouth. She ran her tongue over me, Amy held my balls with her free hand.
She slurped on me fast and hard, with urgency. Amy took me deep, and it would have been so easy to let her bring me off like that, to come in her mouth, but I craved more from her.
I hooked my hands under her arms, I lifted Amy back up with me. “I want to fuck you,” I growled in her ear, as I turned her around. Amy put her hands on the cubicle door as she bent halfway over, as she offered me her body.
She let out a moan as I raised my dick to her, as I rubbed it across her pussy from behind. Amy slapped a hand over her face as I slid into the wet heat of her body.
There were bars across the top of the cubicle. I held one for purchase, as I fucked Amy in there. I didn’t hold back, I went quick and fierce, but then so did Amy. She pushed back into me with both hands on the door, meeting each thrust, vehemently, avidly.
I explored Amy with my free hand as we rutted as eagerly but as quietly as we could manage. I gripped her breasts, I pinched her nipples. I seized Amy’s buttocks, I was rough in my lust, as I pounded into her, as Amy reared into me.
The cubicle shook and juddered around us. Amy was trying so hard to stay silent, I could hear it, and as reckless as it was of me, I did everything I could to make her moan out loud. I screwed her with energy. I slid my hand down Amy’s front to her cunt, I spread her, I got my middle finger back on to her clit. I flashed across Amy in sync with my surging cock.
Amy lifted her head, she turned her neck, she pressed her face to mine to try and kiss me, but the angle didn’t let us, not properly. Her breath was hot on my face, I heard her stifled moans even keener, and god, I loved this woman.
I took my hand from the bars above me, I clutched at Amy’s plump derrière. The tip of my thumb grazed across her pucker as I did so, by accident, but Amy let out a groan. “Yeah,” she panted in my ear. “Do it.”
I hadn’t even thought about it, but with that, I wasn’t going to deny either of us. I spat on my fingers, I rubbed saliva across her flexing asshole. I put my thumb in my mouth to wet it, then I pressed it between her cheeks. I eased into Amy’s gripping anus with surprising ease.
We were both fans of this. We were devotees of butt stuff, both of us adored giving and receiving. And as I wriggled my thumb within her rear, as I screwed my girl, as I danced across her clit, Amy went to pieces.
She quivered against me. High, constrained, squeaking sounds came out of Amy, sounds I’d never heard before. I slid my thumb all the way into her. Amy was so accepting, I added a second finger alongside it.
I wasn’t going to last much longer, but I had to get Amy there first. I had to feel her climaxing as I was inside her. But then Amy really upped the ante.
“Fuck my ass,” she whispered.
What? “What?”
“Fuck my ass…. Your fingers… feel so good…. Don’t make me… beg.”
Tempting, but we didn’t have the time for pleading. And I wasn’t going to pass up an offer like that. I took my finger and thumb out of Amy’s back passage, I slipped my cock out of her cunt. I spat liberally on my hand, I rubbed it all over my already slick prick.
Amy bent over further as I raised my dick higher, as I pressed the head of it to her slackened pucker. Amy choked back a groan as I pushed, as I popped through her sphincter and into her heavenly ass.
She wasn’t the first woman I’d screwed like this. Amy wasn’t even the first girl I’d been with who genuinely enjoyed being fucked in her rear. But of the few ladies I’d been with who revelled in it, Amy took it the easiest. I was well endowed, but once Amy was warmed up, she received me with little pain, with relative ease, with pleasure.
Even so, usually we used plenty of lube and sex toys. Usually there was much more preparation, usually we went slower, but not then. Amy was far too eager for it. I stopped as I buried the first two inches of my dick in her astoundingly tight anus, to let Amy adjust to being so stretched and stuffed, but Amy moved. She pressed back onto me, working another inch of me into her glorious body.
Amy was insistent. I let her set the pace. I stayed still as Amy rocked and rolled her hips, as she took me deeper, as she guided the full length of me slowly but implacably into her body.
“Fuck me,” Amy gasped.
Yes Mam. I pulled back, I drove into Amy. She trembled in my arms as I pumped within her, in that hot, fluid place. Her sphincter was like a soft vice gripping the base of my dick. She felt more open beyond, warmer than in her cunt,
I went quicker than I would have normally dared, at Amy’s urging, as she bucked back into me. Seconds ago, I hadn’t even been contemplating this, now I was fucking Amy’s ass with force.
She writhed into me, she did her best not to squeal. Her knees knocked as her legs shook. I had to take my hand off the front of her, I had to wrap my arm around Amy to hold her up to me. I grasped back hold of the bars above us with my other hand.
“Touch yourself,” I whispered in her ear, and Amy didn’t hesitate. She dropped a hand between her thighs, she strummed her clit as I took her derrière.
It was insane. We shouldn’t even be in that cubicle together. We shouldn’t be fucking, considering there were so many people around us, especially not fucking like we were. I heard people moving, I heard voices talking calmly about us, and it was such a bizarre juxtaposition to the frenzy that had gripped Amy and me. What would these people think if they knew that I was fervently screwing my girl’s ass only metres away from them?
It added to the excitement of what we were doing. Ploughing Amy’s bottom with such energy would have been hot enough, at home, in the privacy of our bedroom, but to be screwing her like that, in a public place, where it was absolutely forbidden, where it was illegal, it was desperately horny.
And Amy appeared to feel exactly the same. She made such frantic, barely concealed sounds of gratification. She juddered into me, she moved as if she’d lost all control of her body to her pleasure.
Nothing felt as good as being in her there, nothing was as depraved and bad and intimate. Amy enclosed me in heat and pressure, her asshole spasmed, sublimely, as her climax came on. Amy grew ever more frenetic as it neared.
“Where’s my cock?” I whispered.
“In my ass,” Amy whispered in reply.
“You feel so fucking good. I love it.”
“I love it, too. I fucking love it.”
I had to let go of the bars, again. I had to put a hand over Amy’s face as she got there, as her climax took her, as it tore through her, as it shook her body. Amy yelled into my clamped fingers, she utterly lost her head as she came with my dick buried in her anus.
Amy convulsed in my arms. Her asshole clenched, rhythmically around my cock, and that was too much for me to take, all of it was too much to take. My pleasure surged, it rose up through me, I gasped as it reached the tip of my cock. I pressed my face into Amy’s hair as it erupted out of me.
We shook together, we tried to stay silent, as we climaxed, as I came deep in Amy, as I pumped jizz into her flexing derrière, as we jerked and reeled with the pulses of our orgasms.
When we were done, as I slipped my prick out of Amy’s rear, as I slumped back against the cubicle wall behind me, Amy, still very much gripped with lust, spun around and dropped to her knees. She took my dick back into her mouth, she sucked on me avidly, swallowing the last of my come, slurping on the cock that had just been in her ass.
We emerged from our cubicle, dressed in our swimwear, some good few minutes later. We got a few odd looks, a few smiles, but no one said a word. We sat in the jacuzzi together to recover from some of the craziest sex we’d ever unleashed in one another.