1. Pushing Limits


    Date: 8/15/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: SilverSakura, Source: LushStories

    We walked in the club, it was dark and private. It was my suggestion to take things up a notch. I was testing his kink, and my own. Could we do something so out of character? Could we not only watch public sex, but could we be brave enough to participate? I knew the answer was yes to both. If the environment allowed for it, I believed that public sex would always be a option for us, once we got over the fear of the first time. We had reached a point in our lives where we were no longer attached in any longterm relationship. We were young and sexually open. We had lust for each other and a emotional connection that could make us feel like the only two people in a sold out arena. With only eyes for each other, the background noises and faces faded away. The colors ran in our peripheral vision when our eyes locked, like somebody threw paint thinner on the walls of a art gallery. We attended a well known San Francisco club that included a play dungeon during a night when there was a masquerade theme. We liked that we could wear masks and feel more comfortable and anonymous. I wore a short black figure hugging dress with red trim and red ruffles at the hem. In addition, I wore black fishnet stocking, black garter, blood red lace thong, five inch high heels and no bra. Reese wore a dark suit. We both wore matching black and red satin masks. Reese's mask was black with red accents and mine had a bright red Gothic rose on one side. We both agreed that we would only go so far. We ...
    would stay together, we would watch others play, we would play with each other, but not participate beyond that. We navigated the corridor like walkway and stopped at each dark alcove to see what the scene going on was. In the first, there was a young girl kneeling on the floor with only a g-string and a pink collar with leash attached. She wore no mask. A man in a expensive business suit and plain black leather eye mask, sat on a red lacquered wooden stool. Her owner, a tall older man with salt and pepper hair in a equally nice suit, stood on the side holding her leash. He wore a emerald Venetian style mask. He gave her the nod to service the man sitting on the stool. She crawled over slowly and seductively, with her ass swaying, her training was very apparent. Her owner smiled with pride. The seated man leaned forward to get a better view. When she reached the man's feet, she used her head to nudge his legs apart. He obliged. She put her hands on his knees and looked up at him innocently with her lips parted. He leaned towards her, his face next to hers. He ran his hands down his thighs until they sat on top of hers. He angled his mouth to hers and she quickly looked at her owner for direction. He nodded again. She turned back and accepted the man's deep sensuous kiss. After a few minutes of kissing, the owner yanked gently on her leash to break the kiss, as he did not want this intimate act to take away from the more intimate act she still had to perform. When their lips ...
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