MILFSauce
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Kiss Cam
I'm at a major league baseball game, sitting up in the bleachers somewhere with my man. It's an early season game, and the evening is chilly, so we're snuggling and spooning together under a blanket.
We're horny, as usual, and he starts fondling me. I reach back to rub his cock. One thing leads to another, and soon he pushes my jeans down and enters me from behind. As we quietly and discretely fuck under our blanket, the people around us are absorbed in the game, and pay no attention to us.
Unknown to us, however, we've been found by "Kiss Cam". If you don't know what that is, it's where the television crew at a sporting event pans their camera around the stadium until they find a likely-looking couple, and put them up on the stadium's Jumbotron video for everyone in the stadium to see. The idea is that they then kiss for the camera. It's good fun and everybody seems to get a kick out of it.
Well, we're on Kiss Cam ... kissing, all right, but that ain't all. We're both nearing orgasm now, and our movements involuntarily get more vigorous. Even though we're still under the blanket, it's obvious what we're doing. Fifty thousand people in the stadium are watching us fuck. The camera operator should move the camera off of us, but doesn't.
We're still oblivious, with no idea the camera is on us, but after a minute or two, the people sitting around us begin to figure out that the couple fucking on the Jumbotron is sitting right next to them. They erupt in whistles and catcalls. "Give it to her good, man!" "Whoo hoo baby, I'm next!"
That finally breaks us out of our sex trance. I happen to glance up at the screen and see us. I give a muffled scream and scramble up out of my seat and out of the stadium.
Later that night, I go to bed and masturbate like crazy thinking about the idea of all those eyes on me ...
I'm at a major league baseball game, sitting up in the bleachers somewhere with my man. It's an early season game, and the evening is chilly, so we're snuggling and spooning together under a blanket.
We're horny, as usual, and he starts fondling me. I reach back to rub his cock. One thing leads to another, and soon he pushes my jeans down and enters me from behind. As we quietly and discretely fuck under our blanket, the people around us are absorbed in the game, and pay no attention to us.
Unknown to us, however, we've been found by "Kiss Cam". If you don't know what that is, it's where the television crew at a sporting event pans their camera around the stadium until they find a likely-looking couple, and put them up on the stadium's Jumbotron video for everyone in the stadium to see. The idea is that they then kiss for the camera. It's good fun and everybody seems to get a kick out of it.
Well, we're on Kiss Cam ... kissing, all right, but that ain't all. We're both nearing orgasm now, and our movements involuntarily get more vigorous. Even though we're still under the blanket, it's obvious what we're doing. Fifty thousand people in the stadium are watching us fuck. The camera operator should move the camera off of us, but doesn't.
We're still oblivious, with no idea the camera is on us, but after a minute or two, the people sitting around us begin to figure out that the couple fucking on the Jumbotron is sitting right next to them. They erupt in whistles and catcalls. "Give it to her good, man!" "Whoo hoo baby, I'm next!"
That finally breaks us out of our sex trance. I happen to glance up at the screen and see us. I give a muffled scream and scramble up out of my seat and out of the stadium.
Later that night, I go to bed and masturbate like crazy thinking about the idea of all those eyes on me ...
