Curvy Candace

I’ve been caught more than a few times. When I had a roommate, she’d walk in on me all of the time. More embarrassing than anything else. Back when I still lived at home, my parents caught me a few too many times. That was never fun. However, there was one night that was a little bit crazy, but a whole lot of fun. That was the night that I got caught twice.

The night started at a local movie theater. Nothing happened inside, but outside things got really hot and steamy in the car. We were making out, at one point his hand reached up my skirt. His hand slid underneath my thong and inside of me.

I wasn’t even thinking about the risk that we might get caught. I had done a lot of bad things in that parking lot, more than a few blowjobs and even sex and never gotten caught.

However, this time was different. We were really into what we were doing. He was finger fucking me pretty hard and our make out session was pretty intense. Then all of a sudden there were bright lights behind us.

It was the police. He jumped back to his side of the car and I pulled down my skirt as quick as I could. They really didn’t like the quick movements and next thing you know we were out of the car. They searched the car, patted him down and even called a female officer to search me. It was the first time I had even been searched. I knew there was nothing illegal on me or in the car, but my heart was beating really hard just from that. Then I started to worry about what I would tell my parents when I got arrested for lewd acts of whatever they called it.

I guess they were there because of someone smoking weed in their car. When they didn’t find any drugs, they told us to get out of there. I don’t know how much they had seen, but it had to have been my lucky day. Plus, if they had come by five minutes later, I’m sure that we would’ve been having sex.

They ordered us to go home and at first we went in that direction. However about halfway to my house, we both were starting to calm down and think about other things. He told me that he knew the perfect spot, a place where we’d be all alone.

He ended up pulling into some office complex. It was a maze and he pulled into a parking spot way in the back. He told me that his doctor was back there and he always thought that it would be the perfect place to have sex. Me, I was wondering how many girls he had brought back there.

It turned out to be a really cool spot. At the end of the office complex was the river and it was actually kind of romantic. There was a picnic table that they people probably used for their lunches. We of course used it for other things.

At first it was just talking, doing a little bit of kissing and enjoying the scenery. But things were soon getting pretty hot again. This time while he fingered me, I started to give him a handjob.

Soon I had his cock out of his shorts and I was giving him a blowjob. It wasn’t even that great of a blowjob, but within a couple of minutes, he was exploding into my mouth.

However, we weren’t done yet. I wanted to get fucked and this place seemed like the perfect place. There was no sign of anyone else and I thought we could’ve spent the whole night there if we wanted.

He was soon back to fingering me and this time my tank top, then my bra came off. He was playing my tits, sucking on my nipples, driving me wild with desire. As he was finger fucking me, I was moving my body back, pushing his fingers deeper inside of me like it was a cock fucking me.

What got him hard again was when I took one of his hands and started to suck on the fingers that had been inside of me. I could taste my juices and I was sucking on his fingers like it was his cock.

Soon, I was laying on my back on the picnic table. Luckily it was made of plastic or it would’ve really hurt. However, I think at that point I was so horny I wouldn’t have cared about splinters.

He stood up in front of me, pulled me to the edge of the table. He pushed up my skirt around my hips, then pulled off my panties. He pushed my legs back using more force than he ever had before.

His cock was rock hard now and pointing at me. He teased me, rubbing it against my lips, against my clit and making me moan. He put just the head in, but he wouldn’t fuck me until I begged for him to fuck me.

We had been dating for a few months at that point and had sex more times than I can count, but that night he fucked me like he had never fucked me before.

From the very first thrust, it was hard and intense. Each thrust made my whole body shake.

With him, he either lasts a minute or two or he can go on forever. This was one of those times where he went on forever. I loved every second of it.

We ended up switching positions, so that I was bent over the table. My tits were rubbing up against the plastic and it started to hurt after a few minutes, but something about that really turned me on.

I looked up and I thought I saw someone watching us. When I said something to Phil, he said that he didn’t see anyone.

I kept my eye on that area, but I didn’t see anything else.

Phil started to grunt and I knew he was close. He had been holding my hips tight the whole time, but now it was so tight that it hurt. Then with one last thrust, he pushed his cock deep inside of me one last time and exploded.

His body relaxed, I relaxed and laid my head on the table. When I looked up a few seconds later, there was definitely a guy in a uniform walking away. We both saw him this time and he said it was probably a security guard. He said that he had probably called the cops, so we both panicked. I just grabbed my clothes and ran to the car. I had to wait for Phil because he was putting all of his clothes back on right there.

When we driving out of there, we saw a security truck that hadn’t been there earlier in the night. Part of me felt like we just committed the biggest crime ever and I thought for sure the cops were going to be on the lookout for us. In the moving car, it was hard to get dressed again, but I probably got dressed quicker than I ever had before.

We made it back to my house without a sign of another cop. That’s when Phil said that the security guard probably didn’t even call the cops. He joked that he was probably in his truck now, jerking off to what he had just seen. That really turned me on, just picturing him watching us, then jerking off thinking about me. I’ve masturbated to that now several times.

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