A quickie in an art gallery. An art gallery sex story.
In 1992 Tom, my then boyfriend, and I went to San Francisco on vacation and while there we visited an art museum showing Escher pictures which we both liked very much. We got there and the whole place was practically empty. We wandered around looking at the paintings and then came to a small room that was off the main gallery. There was a security man in the main room, but I think he was almost asleep. We were both footsore, so we sat down on a couch in this small room and talked for a while, and then Tom started to grow amorous and kiss me, and squeeze my breasts through my blouse. I began to get really excited, and I fondled his cock through the pocket of his pants until it grew hard.
I was so turned on that I pulled my panties off and knelt on all fours on the couch, with my bare bottom in the air, and pulled my short skirt up. Tom opened his pants and knelt behind me, and pushed in his cock. We had to do it very quietly, or the security guy would’ve come along to see what the hell we were doing. I could hear people walking around the main gallery too, and somebody only had to walk down our way to see us doing the deed. But that was what made it so thrilling.
I don’t think we’d ever made love so quickly. We thrust and thrust, and we both came, not together, but almost together. Then I quickly got up from the couch and wiped myself with my panties and put them in my purse, then pulled my skirt back into place, and Tom did up his pants, and we went walking around the gallery. But all the time I could smell the sex we’d just had, and when we looked in the mirror in the entrance hall, we both looked rudely healthy.
Well, that’s my story. I have another about the time I shared my lover Rob with my sister Alexandria in a threesome for the first time. We still do the deed together as a threesome from time to time, but that first time was the best.
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