Sex At The Canadian National Exhibition
As many people know, I am Canadian, even though most, around 99%, of my clients are American. Most Americans likely do not know what the CNE is, that’s short for the Canadian National Exhibition. The biggest fair in Canada. Rides, foods, exhibitions, concerts, it takes place every Aug. Well last weekend the current guy I’ve been seeing and I drove there, a few hours away in Toronto, and we spent the whole day there. I hadn’t been since I was a child and my mom took me a couple of times. We walked miles that day and had a lot of fun .
One of the last rides we rode before heading home around midnight, was the large Ferris wheel, and when we were almost directly at the top of the ride after it going around a couple of times it stopped. I was very nervous being up at such a height. If it’s moving, it’s not as scary, but just sitting there, waiting, the little car swaying a bit, I don’t like it. We were told about forty five minutes to fix it. My boyfriend pulled me close and kissed me to help take my mind off the situation and kill the time. We kissed passionately and I knew he was getting hard, I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. I felt my fear melting away as he told me it was going to be alright, just relax and we’d be back down on the ground in no time.
I reached my hand over and into his jeans and started to play with his cock, he liked it, and kissed me even harder in response. I pumped it up and down and his breathing got heavier. I soon forgot my fears and was just concentrating on him and touching him and pleasing him. I stroked his cock faster and faster as we kissed and all of a sudden jets of his cum shot outwards and onto the ground below. I giggled and momentarily wondered it any got on anyone below as it was raining down from the Ferris wheel. I think all was fine though. The ride soon started moving again and we were off to the parking lot to get in the car and begin our drive home.
Dinner Out
I’ve been seeing this guy for a while now, and he really likes the idea of risky sexual encounters. It’s been a challenge not to get caught a couple of times he likes such public spots and I have no desire to have an arrest record for indecent exposure or conducting a lewd act in public, but it can be fun when it works out. Last week he’d asked me to dinner and the movies, I didn’t think there was anything odd about it, but once we got to the restaurant, he asked for us to be seated in a quiet corner, also not too big of a red flag.
However the restaurant was fairly busy and the waitress said it would likely be at least forty five minutes until our order would be served. Great, and I was starving. He got a silly look in his eye and I felt his hand on my leg under the table creeping up towards my panties. There were people going by the table every few minutes, so it was hardly private, but the table cloth was long, no one could see underneath it, what was going on.
I felt his finger caress my pussy through the fabric of my panties and I did have to admit it felt good. I opened my legs wider to give him even more access and I felt a finger slip inside and then skin against skin, his fingertip on my clit. I was wet already and I was worried someone might see what was going on and kick us out or call the cops, but no one seemed to be paying any attention to what was going on and his arm motions weren’t obvious he was rubbing my pussy right under the table. I was getting closer to orgasm as his movements intensified and I was biting my lip to keep from crying out and I came, and the waitress brought the order a few moments later and looked at me a little strangely and asked if I was feeling alright, that I looked a little flushed, I smiled and said I was just over hungry and I’d be fine in a few moments. Going out can be fun indeed.
