Don't ask me, just take me.

This happened to me once but I still think about it all the time. I was just out of college and at a club. I saw this good looking guy across the room. Our eyes met. He walked over to me and, without saying a word, slipped his hand under my skirt and pressed his fingers against my pussy through the panties I was wearing. Then he kissed me and continued to rub me. It was crowded but someone must have noticed. I didn't do anything to stop him. He took my hand, led me out the backdoor into an empty alleyway and proceeded to fuck me up against the wall. When he was finished he zipped up and left me there to collect myself. I went back in to look for him but he was gone.

Exactly!
 
Julia, I know just what you mean-- in fact, I think that should be the way things are all the time. Maybe people could wear a secret item to identify others that are willing.
 
I think if we overcame our fears and insecurities (most of them valid, I'm sure), there would be an awful lot of raw, passionate fucking going on. Most of us can probably think of at least one time when they locked eyes with someone it it was just... there. That immediate desire that you can't even explain, but can definitely feel.

This did happen to me fairly recently. It was more of a buildup over a period of days with a girl at work. Eye contact, caught in a lingering stare, a few words, some seemingly incidental body contact... and then realizing there was an undeniable mutual attraction. We found ourselves alone in a room at work. Suddenly, we were moving closer, touching, kissing. I moved behind her, and my hand was in her pants, fingers probing and feeling how wet she was. The next moment I had her pants down, and was on my knees with my tongue making her moan softly. I knew I had to feel her body against me, and I removed her top as well as my clothes. Damn, she felt good. And then she was bent over in front of me. We fucked like that for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only a few minutes. Our bodies fit together perfectly. It ended as spontaneously as it started, and it's a good thing. A co-worker walked into the room not three seconds after we helped each other back into our clothes. Whew! Yeah, probably one of the best sexual experiences of my life.
 
I have this fantasy of seeing a man, maybe passing me in the street. We have that moment of wanting when our eyes meet -- you all know the feeling -- and then he just takes me. No words, no asking, no politeness. Just bareback fucking in a doorway. Today, it's so strong. I want it so, so bad. And it's SO naughty.

What do you think, guys? (Female here, by the way). Are you up for it? How would it go?
Ever since I read Erica Jong's Fear of Flying, I've wanted a zipless fuck. It sounds so erotic and fun.
 
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