Anything goes public sex. That’s what I crave, the thrill of it, the taboo. And as I stroll through the deserted park at night, I feel my pulse quicken with anticipation.

I see him, a mysterious figure leaning against a tree, watching me. I approach him, my pussy throbbing. He’s handsome, with a hint of danger in his eyes. I don’t know his name, but it doesn’t matter. I’m Roxy, the slim and sexy dark souled slut, and I’m here for public sex.

He leads me to a semi secluded spot, hidden from view but still out in the open. The thought of anyone happening upon us, seeing us, turns me on even more. I can feel myself getting wetter, my body responding to the thrill of the unknown.

He touches me, and I moan softly, my body begging for more. We don’t speak, there’s no need. Our bodies communicate what we want, what we need. Anything goes public sex is our shared desire, and we give in to it willingly.

His hands explore my body, and I revel in the sensation. I can feel the orgasm building, the intensity of it making me dizzy. I cry out as I climax, my body shuddering with pleasure. But we’re not done yet.

We continue, our public sex becoming more frenzied, more desperate. I lose myself in the moment, in the excitement of it all. I can feel another orgasm building, and I let go, my body convulsing with pleasure.

As we finish, I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Public sex is my indulgence, my secret pleasure. And as I walk away, leaving the mysterious man behind, I know that I’ll be back for more. The thrill of exhibitionism, of being on display, makes me wet and orgasmic to the extreme. And I can’t resist that temptation.

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