Where’s the riskiest place you’ve ever had sex?

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Where’s the riskiest place you’ve ever had sex?

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I believe the most often asked question I get is to share about my riskiest place I have ever had sex. I have already shared in other posts about the museum, lots of beaches, public restrooms, pools, in elevators after pushing all the buttons to stop on every floor, lots of outdoor locations even how I was almost arrested in the Virgin islands. Yet I continue to find even more riskier spots where I can enjoy public exposure and even sex in public as I put it all out there on display to be seen and enjoyed.

Now to share a few more interesting locations I have enjoyed exposing myself and having sex in public. One recent occasion was at the ball park. What is more American than a ball park especially Yankee Stadium? Yes Yankees Stadium in New York City. You see I wanted to flash on that big screen in center field for everyone in the ball park to see. And if I were really lucky I would be seen on national live TV. Sadly that never worked out as I had planned. I was sitting in the nosebleed section out near the flagpole. Cheap tickets for a reason, too far from the field and the cameras.

During the National Anthem I unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it onto my seat fully exposing my bare breasts in hopes that I was near enough to the flagpole to be seen. Seen not only by the fans sitting near me but hopefully even by the tv cameras. Obviously I was seen by those sitting near me evidenced by all the hooting and cheering. Sadly I wasn’t seen by the tv cameras nor did I get on that big screen in center field. Instead I had a couple of security guards threatening to throw me out of the park if I didn’t keep my clothes on to the boos of those closest to me. I honored that request not wanting to be removed from the park. I did however leave my shirt unbuttoned allowing my breasts to peek out every time I jumped up and cheered.

After a few beers what is a woman to do? Yes I had to use the restroom. Way too many women in the long line waiting for the ladies room so I decided to use the men’s restroom. No lines no waiting. I saw why once I was in the restroom, there was a trough in the floor all the way across one wall. No privacy as guys just walked up, whipped it out, and took a piss. It was quick and easy for these guys to get in and out unlike the ladies room. I quickly got over my appreciation of why the men’s room was more efficient and did what I needed to do. I dropped my shorts to my ankles, squatted over the trough, and started pissing a river. My shirt was still unbuttoned so my breasts were peeking out as I was paying more attention to not falling into the trough.

I looked around as I was finishing up to see all eyes were on me. A couple of guys were either brave enough or just plain had to go bad enough they were peeing on either side of me. The guy on my right must have been brave enough because he reached over and grabbed my breast, squeezing it and playing with my nipple. Not to be out done I grabbed his penis and started stroking it before putting it in my mouth to suck him off. The guy on my left now wanted into the action and grabbed my other breast and was fingering my pussy. In short order the guy on my right blew his load in my mouth on my face and down my chest. Now everywhere I looked there were cocks in my face. I grabbed the closest ones in each hand and had one in my mouth. Other guys were jerking themselves off or had their cellphones out taking pictures.

After sucking off countless guys and being covered in man cream it was becoming very uncomfortable trying to squat and still play with all those cocks. I moved to a stall where one lucky guy was sitting on the throne. He had been watching all the action and was jerking off. I straddled him and impaled myself on his hard cock just in time for another guy to ram his hard cock up my ass. We continued for a short while but this too wasn’t very comfortable. I let each one finish before moving to the empty stall over. I left the door open bent over the toilet allowing several more guys to take me from behind in whichever hole they preferred. The bathroom was now crammed full of guys with hardly any room to wiggle. I was sure I would be found out by security again and I certainly didn’t want to be removed from the park. So disappointing my fans and admirers I pulled my shorts back up and made my way towards the exit. My shirt was still unbuttoned so my breasts were still getting a workout with all the groping going on. It seemed these guys didn’t mind that my tits were still covered in so much spunk that my shirt was soaked and sticking to me.

I finally got to the door and made my way back to my seat the whole time looking around for security afraid word had gotten out about my little adventure in the men’s restroom. I was covered in the evidence and smelling like a whore house. Either no one noticed or they simply didn’t care. Once I was back in my seat I still left my shirt unbuttoned thus allowing my tits to peek out anytime I jumped up to cheer. I was still hoping to get on that big center field screen. To my dismay it was not to be. Instead I had to settle for one last flash as the game ended and leaving my shirt unbuttoned as we left the stadium. Of course this invited more groping as we made our way to the transportation area for our ride back to the city. Still feeling nasty I wrapped a blanket around hubby and myself so we could discreetly make love concealed from any port authority security measures. I simply sat in his lap the whole ride back. My shorts moved to the side just enough to allow his cock to be buried deep inside of my very wet womanhood. The motion of the rail was enough for both of us to climax as quietly as each of us could manage. When we arrived at our stop we stood up together allowing his less than fully erect penis to easily slide back into his shorts and my shorts to fall back into place. Remembering my shirt was still unbuttoned I grabbed each side to proudly flash everyone before exiting the car. We ran to the subway exit my tits swinging and peeking out of my shirt as we kept watching to see if anyone was after us. We made it to our motel without incident where we enjoyed another round of fairly vanilla style sex before a nice long shower and finally some rest spooning until morning.

Now to figure out how to make it to that big screen next time or even better to get my tits on live national TV. I love putting it all out there on display for all to see and enjoy. I love being a slut wife in every way.

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