A Trip to Austin

In April 1989 an old high school sweetheart flew to Austin to see me. We had reconnected (NO SEX!) at a friend's house about 4 months earlier and had only exchanged phone calls and letters since, but when Ray wanted to fly down, I couldn't be more excited. Our conversations had been full of innuendos and double entendres, nothing overt, but WOW talk about sexual tension!

He flew in to Austin on Friday night, I cooked him dinner and we visited throughout the evening. My son spent the weekend with a friend, so we had the apartment to ourselves. The SEX, well let me tell you, we started on the couch, then the floor and then finally to the bedroom. You may think I'm missing a great opportunity to write four or five paragraphs describing my swollen clitoris or Ray's engorged penis, etc; now don't get me wrong, it was truly amazing, but that wasn't the BIG SURPRISE!

Saturday was a beautiful day; we decided to go to Zilker Park for a picnic. Ray had brought his camcorder with him and it was one of those 80's models, a huge thing that sits on your shoulder with this microphone that protrudes out from it like some erect penile implant wearing a foam rubber condom. I packed some sandwiches and off we went.

After we ate we were sitting in one of the gazebos, right off the path that leads through the botanical gardens. Ray turned his camera on and started joking about making a 'porno' with me as the star and of course I tried to act camera shy. We hadn't discussed my 'fetish'. I didn't think he had a clue that I loved to be looked at, that I get sopping wet with excitement just thinking about exposing myself. I have been an exhibitionist since high school and I don't think there was a pizza delivery man or shoe salesman south of Dallas that hadn't seen my naughty parts!

Ray started the videotape almost immediately asked me to unbutton my top! I asked him if he was serious because there were so many people walking around someone would surely see us. He told me he wanted to see some skin, so open my blouse and show him my titties. Nervously I slowly started to unbutton my shirt as I asked him again if he was sure. He was. I asked him to watch out for kids, and he says not to worry about people seeing me; they'll like it as much as he does!

I'm not wearing a bra and as I pull open my blouse I intentionally rake my fingernails across my very hard nipples. Then arching my back, I slowly thrust my breast up towards his camera as I continue to removing my top. My willingness must have surprised him because before I could get my shirt off, he blurts out, "Show me your pussy."

I'm wearing a very short denim skirt and as tight as it fit, I couldn't easily spread my legs; at least not wide enough for the show I had planned. I wanted to give him a really good, wide open look at my pussy. I wanted spread my legs and pinch my lips between my fingers and stretch my pussy, pulling my lips open until they hurt. I could feel my clit harden as I stood, I lifted my skirt up over my thighs, to my pubic hair. I turned to face him, my shirt open, my breast fully exposed and my skirt now raised to my crotch. He gets on one knee, his camera moving up and down my body as he tries to get everything on tape.

I sit back down on the bench and spread my legs wide so he can see me. I am through being coy, I am so hot I wanted him to see me for the nasty little whore I am. His voice a monotone, tells me to touch myself, to use my fingers. Touch myself. He is almost robotic with his instructions as I lick my fingers and begin rubbing my lips, down to my hole and back up to my clit, circling, spreading my wetness. He tells me to taste my juices, so I work two and then three fingers into my hole; trying to get them covered in my pussy juice. Putting my hand again to my mouth I begin licking one finger at a time then place all three in my mouth sucking on them like I do a cock.

Using both hands, I pull my lips open, stretching them as wide as I can, making my swollen, purple clit stand out like a man's dick. Then lifting my ass up off the bench I arch my back up towards him, thrusting my pussy towards his camera. I'm sure my pussy hole must gaping open as he brings his camera down between my legs, zooming in on my cunt. My pussy is leaking my creamy juice and I can feel it running out of me down my ass. My skirt now hiked to my waist, I sit back down on the bench, my bare ass in a puddle of my own cum juice. Putting my hand back down between my legs I work two fingers in my anus saving my thumb for my cunt. Gripping my crotch like some pornographic bowling ball, I thrust myself towards his camera showing him what a bad girl I am. Furiously I begin masturbating my clit with one hand and finger-fucking myself with the other, spanking my clit hard with my hand. In the video I remember looking up at him while I'm fingering myself saying, "Its wet baby, your pussy's really wet."

Looking out through my glazed-over eyes I remember some people had stopped to watch. One guy even came inside the gazebo and I vaguely remember him asking me if I wanted to suck his dick. Ray continued taping me and though he hadn't unzipped his jeans, I could see the head of Ray's very hard cock sticking out of his waistband, over his belt.

Ray was in that sex zone, where I was his only focus, my pussy, my body, nothing else; but when the young guy pulled his hard dick out and shoved it up to my face, near my mouth, Ray must have snapped back to reality and lost his nerve. He told the guy to cool it, it's not going happen. And I really wanted to taste that cock!

With his cock still just a few inches from my face, the kid seemed to really need that blow job; and as I slowly started getting dressed, he continued jacking off, finishing after only a few strokes, squirting his cum onto the bench next to me, one small glob landing on my forearm. Raising my arm to my mouth I licked his little deposit of sweetness. Reaching over, I put two fingers into his cum puddle and brought it to my lips, applying it like lipstick; rubbing it widely around my mouth then sucking it off my fingers, licking my sticky lips. Scooping up more, I rubbed his thick cum onto my clit, coating my pussy with it. Ray loved this; he liked his little slut to be nasty, but there were too many lookers and he got nervous.

But I was disappointed that I didn't get to finish my show. I really wanted to have a full blown, eyes rolled back, moaning and groaning, pussy squirting orgasm. Then with junior standing beside me, nothing says 'porno' than having some young stud fuck my mouth as he shoots his hard cock all over my face, what a classic ending! And with Ray as hard as he was, I would have loved to pull his cock out and suck him dry, especially since we had an audience! I can only imagine they would have applauded if not participated!

At that point Ray could have asked me to do anything. I was gone. He could have told me to strip buck naked and I would have. He could have told me to fuck any one of the guys watching I would have. If he told me to lie back on that bench and let them ass-fuck me and then fuck my mouth, even cover me with their warm golden shower of piss I would have. I wanted to be his whore. I was his for sex.

I loved his dominance, commanding me to open my blouse, spread my legs, finger-fuck myself. Not caring who saw me but wanting me to be seen. I wanted to be his to control and to obey him no matter who was around or who was watching. I would do anything. I was ready for some hardcore, cum-slinging sex.

Ray was different than I expected, this was a nasty man, and I couldn't wait for him to show me off I had finally found a soul mate that would have me spreading my legs and fingering myself in front of others, maybe even pull his cock out in public and fuck my mouth, cum on my face.