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My Silent Partner
Sex can be very exciting. Risk can be very exciting. When combined they can be like extreme sports.
I?m not into endless texting. I really want to meet sexy people but sometimes the ?where? becomes a problem. Or in this case it became the excitement.
I met a new guy online but our schedules just never seemed to work out. Then one day he texted and I was free to meet him. But where? We discussed a few options and decided to take the risk. We decided to meet in the men?s dressing room at a local department store. How hot would that be?
Then he suggested that we not say a word to each other during our encounter, turning up the heat again.
He had seen a picture of me but I had not seen one of him so I took another risk. As the risks compounded my excitement grew. We set a time and the meeting was all lined up.
I arrived at the store and began shopping in the men?s department. I noticed that the dressing room had two entrances. I watched men going in and coming out but had no idea what he looked like so it was up to him to make some nonverbal contact or text me.
I was very nervous. I?m sure I probably looked like a nervous shoplifter. The department manager asked if he could assist me in any way and I said weakly ?No I?m just looking.? There was some truth to that I was looking for the man that I intend to give a silent blow job to.
I finally decided that my new friend had backed out. I left the men?s department and began looking at purses when my phone rang a text warning. He was in the store and very nervous. It read, ?I am so nervous! I?m in the last stall but there is no lock!? I messaged back that I was coming in.
I entered the men?s dressing room going directly to the stall at the back and tugged gently on the door. He opened it and with his hand stretched out he showed me that he was shaking. I smiled, knelt down in front of him and nodded, quietly unzipping his pants. His cock sprung quickly from his zipper revealing a huge 9 inch very thick monster. He kept his hand on the door handle and slid one hand into my hair. My eyes were looking into his face as I took his huge cock into my hands. I reached into his pants and freed his beautiful balls. His breathing started to become faster as my breath touched his shaft. Were we really doing this? Damn it was so hot! I sucked his balls one at a time before moving to his throbbing cock. My tongue magically went from his balls to the tip of his cock as all the air seemed to leave his body. His knees became weak.
Footsteps and a squeaky door were our clues that we were no longer alone. The person picked the stall right next to us! I never missed a beat my lips encased the head of his cock as I began to torture my nervous friend. His hand was pushing me to take more of the huge cock. Then he reached into my shirt with his free hand and cupped my right breast. He nodded with approval. He was so turned on. I twisted my wet hand on his shaft while I sucked his cock. Looking up at him, I knew that he was about to cum. Could he be quiet enough as not to alert the man next to us? And then he exploded in my mouth. I could feel his cum pulsing through his cock?shot after shot. I accepted each drop. Smiling I looked up at him in triumph as he staggered back never letting go on the door handle. He quickly stuffed his still pulsing cock into his pants. As he was zipping them I stood to my feet. He motioned that he wanted to go first. He disappeared almost as quickly as he had appeared. The man in the next stall was still there as I walked out. I never knew just how loud my flip flops were until I tried my silent adventure escape.
Now every time I shop in that store I think of my silent partner in crime.