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For my first sexual encounter me and my friends where out on a Friday night, drinking in the park that we used to hang around when we were younger.

I met up with this boy a couple of years older (that all of the girls wanted), that I had been texting. We ended up walking to a quiet street next to the park.

We started kissing and I was aroused by the way he was touching me like no other had previously. He started to rub my pussy and I opened my legs wider for him and he finger fucked me up against the wall.

This was the first time I had ever been touched by anyone, including myself that way. He could only get one finger inside and I ended up having my first ever orgasm almost immediately on penetration. I couldn’t help but moan even though I was flushed with embarrassment. I didn’t know what the feeling was, so I asked him as I was coming and he reassured me it was ordinary and continued fucking me with his finger until my orgasm had finished.

We didn’t end up seeing each other again after that and with my next boyfriends, we only ever engaged in sexual activities in the house so I never really wondered anything of it again. This was until I met my current boyfriend 6 years after the event. Fucking in public is his favourite and he introduced me to ‘risk’. The risky sex game we play when we go out.

Fast forward to today and I can’t get enough of being naughty in public. At first it was him mostly, but for years now, I seem to be the one instigating a sexual interaction whenever we get to spend time out together. I’m addicted as well as, if not more than him!

I just wonder if my obsession truly stemmed from my first sexual encounter, laying dormant. Waiting for someone to bring it out of me? Or is this just a coincidence, because I found a boyfriend into public sex?

NSFW: yes

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