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By (user no longer on site) OP
23 weeks ago
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Hi all, am going to recount a story, absolutely 100% true and a follow on from my previous stories related on here in Forum and titled......
'Bognor beach and my married friend'
Many of you have already had the pleasure of reading and commenting on them, so for those that haven't.
It involves the same lady and her liking to be brought to orgasm by fingering, in risky public places.
We had gone to a theatre in the busy West end of London.
I don't know what the production was.
We were sat in the middle of the very back row of seats way up in the upper circle, basically the highest seats looking down across everyone and onto the stage.
It was a packed house.
Anyone familiar with theatres in central London and the seating arrangements will know that the row immediately in front are so low down that if they were to turn around they would be seeing straight up between anyone's legs seated behind them.
She was wearing a skirt, boots and a jacket.
During the performance I noticed my friend removed her jacket and placed it across her knees.
Then she nudged my leg with her leg, when I turned to look at her she grinned and motioned with her eyes towards her lower half.
Knowing exactly what she was saying, I slid my right hand/arm across and under her jacket, and down the front of her skirt.
I fumbled around, finding her waist band on her pants and then pushed on inside her pants.
She assisted by opening her legs as much as was possible bearing in mind our seating.
She lift herself ever so slightly, allowing me easier access to her vagina.
This day she was completely smooth.
I must stress at this point, she leaks vaginal fluid when aroused like the tide ebbing and flowing!!
She was absolutely soaking.
Gently I massaged her clitoris, round and round with the tips of two fingers.
Occasionally slipping them inside her.
I removed my hand and discreetly put my fingers in my mouth and sucked and licked her vagjnal juice from my fingers before going back for more.
As a mentioned, the theatre was packed, people so close either side of us, and a guy directly in front who's head was inches away and oblivious.
I looked at my friend, she was crimson and gripped the arm rests, knowing she was close, I kept up the touching/massaging.
She started to grunt in very low throaty groans.
Her eyes rolled back and her head rolled back and forth as she tried her best to stifle her orgasm.
She orgasmed so hard, and for so long, I kept looking at her, sometimes she would pass out momentarily.
How she remained up right in her seat without anyone noticing, I will never know.
She looked like she had run a marathon and she just grinned like the Cheshire cat!!
I could smell her orgasm juices!!
She always enjoyed being fingered to orgasm in some risky public places.
This was new ground for us!!
If you enjoyed this totally true account, search for the Bognor beach and my married friend
There are numerous threads to the story, so scroll through the comments for more stories.
Happy reading
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