At 4 a.m., on a bench halfway down a pedestrian street, between the cinema and the bars of the student district.
Both my boyfriend and I were completely tripping on ecstasy and couldn't keep our hands off each other. At the bar we started making out and my thong and bra went from under my dress. I was getting literally ’hot’ (horny), and took my bf outside for sole fresh air. The summer dress I was wearing covered almost nothing and the feeling of the air touching my skin, and my nipples poking through the fabric turned me on even more. We walked until we passed that bench, in my head we were walking for hours, in reality we were not more then 3 minutes away from the bar.
I pushed him onto the bench and sat down on his lap. While we were kissing I managed to get his cock out of his jeans and guided him to my pussy. His hands coping my breasts underneath my dress caused the shoulder straps to slide down and expose my naked body. After some seconds my dress was bunched up around my waist, while I’m grinding on his cock. My boobs, my ass, my pussy sliding up and down his pole.. The ecstasy made me totally forget about the rest of the world and in that moment it was only me and him, nothing else.
I have no idea how many people walked past us that morning and caught the show. My boyfriend thinks he remembers a few guys cheering and whistling in the distance every now and then. However, he was convinced i had heard them as well, and just didn’t care we were being watched. Or that it even turned me on. He said my movements got more intense when someone shouted or whistled, and at one point I even leaned back as if I wanted to show more of my body.
The fact that he was still fully dressed, his pants only dropped barely enough to take his cock out, and his girls naked body on full display in his lap, may have influenced his judgment.
