#public play

MEETUP:  This is a playful meetup.  The sun isn’t up yet, so not for those who just want to see some bulges.  This is for the daring, and the horny.  

Main cruising area is the large parking lot.  

Please remember some pre-sun up cruising rules:  Don’t continue to circle the lot and keep circling, don’t keep your lights on - it’s even best to dim them down to your fog lights while passing to find your parking spot.  Don’t just sit in your car, it’s dark and hard to see who is in the car.  Get out and stand next to your car, next to a tree, or by the restrooms building.  Let guys know you are there for fun.  If a guy or group stops when you walk up, and waits, move on to the next.  Don’t be that guy that lingers when no one is giving any signals of interest.  Common cruising courtesy rules here.  

Let’s make this one memorable.  Come be daring.  Let’s get some pics too!

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User Submission:  I stopped at Ross at Hollywood and Western yesterday.  I was freeballing of course.  I was looking through the jeans, when I noticed this gay boy wandering.  I could tell he was cruising a bit, and then he walked down my aisle real slow and he was checking me out.  He wasn’t really my type, but it was funny how quickly he was cruising, I had just walked in, like he was madly on the hunt.  

I walked back to get some socks.  And as I am looking over the selection, I notice the cruisey boy is back.  Now granted, if he were my type, I would have been groping myself and getting a hard on.  But I wasn’t even giving him the time of day.  I reached out and got a pack of socks.  Just as I backed up, he reached over and grabbed my dick.  Fucking ballsy!!!!  I had given him no sign I was interested or was cruising.  

I give him an A for effort, but damn this boy was aggressive.  

Got up really early this morning and hit the park around 4:30.  I checked out the 3 pre-dawn cruising areas, and there were a few cars in each.  

I ended up in the parking lot, and sat for a little bit.  A few more cars came in.  There was about 7 cars now.  I noticed a few of the guys walked over by the restrooms, but didn’t see anyone I wanted yet.  One guy hooked up with this regular next to his old pick up truck.  

As I was watching them across the lot, a van comes through with the business name on the side of it.  They slow down and turn their lights off as they pass the two guys fucking around, then the drive down and park near me.  He gets out, and he is this hot, maybe Armenian guy.  Good shape.  Athletic shorts and zip up jacket.  I am groping my bulge, and he is digging around in his.  So I step towards him, and he comes towards me.  He is cute, shaved head, nice chest, and his dick is really fat, a little longer than average.  My dick is rock hard and he grabs it and strokes me.  I stroke him.  Then he goes down on his knees and sucks me.  We both are hitting the poppers.  I am moaning.  After a bit, he stands back up, and I go down on him.  His dick is real fat, but after sucking for a minute, it’s even bigger.  Really nice thick heavy cock.  We keep swapping blow jobs, I am feeling up his chest and his ass.  We got interrupted once, but resumed after the guy walked off.  Finally he announced he was going to cum.  I got down and licked his balls as he shot a huge load.  I licked the last drops from his hand and his cock.  So hot!!

Next I saw a semi truck come down the road towards the dead end.  So I figured this trucker must be looking for action.  I went down and pulled over and parked behind him.  I got out and he was on the side of his truck pissing.  I pulled mine out and pissed next to my car.  Then another car pulled up, and a guy got out and walked around my car over to the trucker.  They must have known each other, as they immediately began chatting and playing.  They called me over.  I love playing with truckers, so I got over there and pulled my shorts down.  The trucker went down and me and sucked me for a little while.  Then got up and started feeling up my ass.  He turned me and put his cock against my ass crack.  I pushed myself back up against him.  He was jacking his cock while the head was pressing against my hole.  The other guy was in front of me stroking my dick.  Within a minute, the guy jacking me starts moaning and is shooting his load.  As he finishes shooting, the trucker starts breathing hard and shoots a little against my hole, then pulls away and shoots for us to see.  He got in his semi and drove off.  

Next I went into the dog park area.  There was only one car there, but it was a hot young latin kid in sweats and tank top.  I got out, and I noticed his dog was inside the fenced area.  So I wasn’t sure if he was cruising or not yet.  But after I adjusted myself a few times, he groped himself.  He got his dog and put it in the car, and then walked over by me.  I dropped my shorts and he immediately went down on me.  While he was sucking, he stood halfway up and pulled his sweats down off the back of his ass, so I knew I was going to get to fuck him.  He stood up, and turned around.  I rubbed some spit on his hole, and then more on my cock.  He bent over and I slid my bare dick inside his ass.  Damn, he had a tight little ass.  Fucked him for a while like that, then he pulled off and sucked me some more.  Then he stepped out of his shoe so he could step out of one leg of his sweats.  Then he put my cock back inside him as he stood on one leg and lifted the other leg up.  So I was holding his one leg up and fucking him really deep.  A car was coming down the road, so I really started thrusting, and shot my load deep inside his hole, he pulled off mid cum and took some down his throat.  Damn that boy was hot.  The car was coming close, so he hopped off on one foot with his bare ass out.  

I got in my car and went home back to bed for another hour before I had to go to work.  

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So I got to the park around 4:30 AM.  I started in the parking lot, there were 4 other cars when I got there.  As I pulled up, I noticed two guys between two of the parked cars, and another guy was up on the grass.  I thought it looked like the one guy was shirtless.  I got out of my car and walked over as I groped my freeballing cock.  As I came around the side of the car, I noticed the one guy was naked.  

I immediately knew it was a guy I had chatted a few months ago and told him about the action in the park.  He had told me of his other action he has gotten there, and when he saw my post for a meetup he said he would be there.  

He was completely naked, which was really hot.  He has an awesome body.  Played a little in a 3 way, then a park worker drove through in a big truck, and the passenger flashed a flashlight out the window (real funny grown up!).  So it kind of broke up for a second, then me and the nude guy came back next to my car.  

I sucked his dick, his nipples, felt up his body.  All the while cars were passing by and could tell what was going on.  He turned his body and I got down on my knees and ate his ass out.  He moaned a little.  I put a little spit on my cock and then slid it in his warm hole.  Was so hot fucking his ass while cars drove by on the road, him being totally naked right out there in the parking lot.  It didn’t take too long and I was shooting my load deep in his hole.  

He went back to playing with the first guy, then another car pulled up and he was playing with them both.  Cars were driving by with their lights hitting them and they all kept playing.  Was so hot.  

Hoping next time to take some pictures for the group.  

Any early birds want to have some fun showing off?  Freeballing, cruising, and outdoor FUN.  

4:30 to 6:00 am before sunrise.  

Griffith Park soccer fields parking lot, across the freeway overpass from The Zoo.  

It’s a known cruise spot, but as always be careful in public, watch for Park Rangers, they do come through sometimes and shine their light.

Stopped at a local bathroom today during lunch.  Pushed the middle door open, the dude didn’t have it locked.  He wanted someone to see what he was doing.  Went into my stall and waited to see what the others were doing.  The guy next to me kept trying to look under, and was motioning with his hand to stroke me under the stall.  But I wasn’t comfortable with the crazy guy in the 3rd stall.  Was waiting for him to leave.  Could see the shadow of the guy in the middle stroking his dick, and he kept waving his hand under the stall to stroke me.  But I was waiting for some quiet.  I wasn’t about to come, and I had to get back to work lest I blew some jizz on my dress pants.  Maybe tomorrow…..

I go to Beverly Connection frequently and there always seems to be guys freeballing there.  Some are cruising, some are just out running errands, some are even with their girls.  Just seems to be a place a lot of guys are hanging loose.  

Was there yesterday and a hot young guy was freeballing in his red athletic shorts.  His cock was bouncing around and he had a nice thick mushroom head that was clearly visible through the shorts.  I was staring at it the whole time, and he saw me staring at it.  I couldn’t help it, I naturally just licked my lips as I passed him.  

We should get a group meet up going there.  Would be hot just before the stores are opening, guys just milling about in the courtyard letting their cocks bounce around, sitting on the chairs and spreading legs wide, adjusting and groping.  

There are plenty of places to take it from there too, have had lots of encounters there.  

After I had fun in the store, I went out to my car, put my bags in the back and jumped in.  As I got in, I noticed in the row directly in front of me a latin guy sitting in his car and looking at me.  His look kind of lingered, so I stayed in the car.  He was leaned back in his seat, and kept looking over at me.  I glanced over, back and forth.  I leaned back in my seat, kept looking down at my crotch as I was rubbing my cock through my athletic pants.  He started making gestures, so I knew he was looking.  Then he put his phone up by his mouth and there was a picture of a cock on the phone.  So I felt ok to flash my dick.  I lifted up and stroked my cock for him.  He got out of his car and came over next to my car and watched me stroking.  I rolled my window down and he leaned in and stroked me.  He then asked if he could get in, of course.  He got in and started stroking me, and quickly leaned over and started slurping on my cock.  All the while shoppers were walking behind the car or in the row in front getting to their cars.  We had to stop a few times, but he kept stroking and sucking.  

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°•○●♡Let me quiet my moans into your chest while you grope and touch me in public♡●○•°

By the time the man in white arrived, Jaz was sitting on the rocky point overlooking the river with her legs spread and a wide, blissful smile on her drowsy face. Her long brown fingers skated again and again over her massively swollen clit–it actually peeked out from beneath the hood of her labia it had gotten so big and stiff, and Jaz couldn’t stop herself from petting and rubbing it until her entire brain tingled with sleepy rapture–and her clothes were nowhere to be seen. Jaz had a confused memory of throwing them into the river, but everything before she started playing with her pussy was kind of a blank now. “Are you my Master?” she mumbled, her voice slurred and muzzy with befuddled ecstasy. She didn’t know why, but she knew she needed a Master now.

The man in white crouched down between Jaz’s legs, studying her stiff clitty with great interest. “Yes I am,” he said, his tone polite and patronizing and shivering with carefully controlled lust. “I’m your Master, Jasmine, and I’m here to take you back with me to my nice warm house where you can have that drippy little pussy fucked properly. Doesn’t that sound good?” Jaz nodded vacantly, her mind more on the bulge in her Master’s trousers than on his words. It was still early enough in the spring that she could feel her body getting chilly despite the heat of her desire, and the sound of curling up in a nice cozy bed and getting her cunt plowed by Master’s cock sounded better than anything right now. A trickle of anticipatory musk leaked down her inner thigh to drip onto the cool rocky surface beneath her.

“You gave me quite a few difficulties, didn’t you, young lady?” Master said, straightening up and offering his hand to Jaz to help her to her feet as well. Jaz felt her cheeks go hot with embarrassed contrition as she nodded in reply; her memories were still a tangled, muzzy fog of confusion, but she distantly recalled stumbling to her car and driving with no particular destination in mind beyond simply ‘away’. And when the arousal and the deep, groggy bewilderment made it too unsafe to drive, she pulled over into the nearest rest area and started walking. And when the river got in between her and her next step, she threw her phone in the water with her clothes to buoy it and hoped it would float downstream far enough to fool them as to her whereabouts.

It was so silly to think she could fool Master, though, Jaz realized as he hauled her upright and wiped her pussy juice off with a handkerchief. He was so clever, clever enough to make the machine that sapped her will and emptied her thoughts and filled her brain with all the programming that was still unpacking itself inside her brain with every throb of her swollen clit, and Jaz was so fucking stupid with lust now. Of course he would find her. Of course he would defeat her. Of course he would claim her for his own. It was all a foregone conclusion, and Jaz was just being naughty and silly by trying to fight it. She needed to listen to her pussy and do what she was told like a good girl, that was all. “Thank you for coming to get me, Master,” she burbled, one finger still between her legs as she followed him back to the car. The throb in her cunt erased any question that she was saying the right thing.

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The second I see it, I want to fuck it. Intellectually, I know that’s absurd; I’m in my early forties now, and even when I was younger and wilder and more prone to listen to that wet throb in my pussy and do something stupid, it never extended to masturbating with a stranger’s dildo in the middle of a public park. But my cunt wants what it wants, and as soon as my eyes lock onto the long thick silicone shaft the woman is holding out to me, I know that what it wants is to shove that thing up inside me until there’s barely enough left sticking out for my fingers to hold on to. “Uh huh!” I burble cheerfully, taking the fake cock and wriggling out of my panties right there on the park bench. I’m not even sure whether she actually asked me a question, or whether I’m just agreeing with the entire notion of fucking myself out in the open like this.

I hike up my skirt until anyone walking by can see my bare pink pussy and part my labia with two fingers to help slide the dildo inside. It doesn’t take much effort–the moment it sinks more than a few fractions of an inch into my slick, leaky cunt, I realize that I’m incredibly wet. The toy glides frictionlessly inside me despite its girth, and I feel my expression melt into a blank and plastic smile. “Uh huh,” I murmur, settling into a thrusting rhythm that leaves a puddle on the bench within moments. I’ve never been this goddamn soaked before. I don’t know what’s happening to me; I’m not the kinky type, I’m not gay (even if I have had a few fantasies now and again about Brie Larson)… but something about this cock, this shape, this shade of purple makes me throw caution to the wind and fuck myself in front of a total stranger. “Uh huh,"I whimper again, the pulses of pleasure inside my head obliterating any memory of her words.

The first climax hits, and my eyes unfocus into a blur of hazy rapture. When they refocus, she’s got out her phone and she’s filming every second of my degradation, but I can’t bring myself to care. I know I have to look incredibly sexy right now, smiling and fucking myself and staring at her with the intelligence of a golden retriever behind my empty blue eyes. I want to show the entire world how good it feels to clench my pussy around my special dildo and cum like a goddamn porn star–no. No, it’s even better than that. I’m not cumming like a porn star, I’m cumming until I become a porn star. "Uh huh!” I chirrup, my voice now a breathy squeak of pure ecstasy that makes Marilyn Monroe sound like Marilyn vos Savant.

I still don’t know what she’s saying to me, but I can feel the impressions of it in the way my thoughts change after every giggled, “Uh huh!” I suddenly love sex with women, I suddenly want to show off my naked body, I suddenly adore the notion of being controlled by a sex toy that makes me inexplicably weak-willed and susceptible to suggestions. It’s not hard to derive a proof by implication, but it’s incredibly difficult to care about what’s happening to me. Especially when I’m on my fourth climax and counting. My eyes have glazed over in a permanent thousand-yard stare, and all I can think of is getting the rest of the way naked for my new Mistress.

She doesn’t let me. Not yet. She helps me put my panties on over the toy, pushing both up until it’s filling me up in a perpetual orgasm that melts me into a docile and pliable state. Then she walks me out of the park, over to the parking lot, into her car and off to a new life. “Uh huh,” I sigh out as the seat belt clicks into position. Then my eyelids finally flutter shut and I sink completely into the pleasure of obedience.

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He’d noticed. Oh, fuck, he’d noticed. Cyndi knew it was bound to happen, she’d seen the post circulating enough times before she finally took the plunge and got the tattoo to know that plenty of people would recognize the ‘free use’ symbol on her wrist, but it hadn’t even been a full hour since she removed the bandage and already a guy was giving her a look that told Cyndi he knew exactly what it meant. She looked up at him, concealing all her trepidation behind a bright smile, and thrust out her chest ever so slightly to emphasize her pendulous breasts.  And her cunt melted in a rush of warm, liquid arousal as he reached out and gave them a casual squeeze. “Looks like someone knows her place,” he purred, his voice a husky growl of lust as he pulled her closer and began to grope her heavy tits.

Cyndi nodded, a whimpering squeak escaping her lips as he roughly yanked her shirt over her head and started playing with her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. “Y-yes sir,” she mewled, unable to escape the powerful waves of sexual heat that made her brain fuzz and fog over with undisguised lust. She’d been offering herself to strangers online for a couple years now, edging to hypnosis files until her mind was a muzzy haze of arousal and talking dirty to any man who would listen, but taking the next step and making her fantasies a reality was giving her a hit of excitement so intense that she was creaming her fucking panties. “I, I know that as a woman, I’m inferior to men and–”

The sharp smack of the stranger’s palm against her tit made her break off with a gasp of surprise. “Oh, don’t bring other women into this,” he snarled, unhooking the clasp on her bra and tugging it free so that anyone walking into the empty conference room would see her bare tits hanging out. “It’s always the same with you sluts, isn’t it? 'Women are inferior, women are born to serve men, women can’t think.’ Did other women go out and get a tattoo that gives men permission to use them any way they wanted? No. It was you. Don’t try to pretend that it’s your gender that made you a weak and needy little bitch when we both know you just can’t handle making decisions for yourself.”

Cyndi’s mouth opened, but for a moment no sound escaped. She’d known that this would be intense, erotic, the culmination of all her fantasies of being used and demeaned and treated like a piece of meat by some big strong man, but… but somehow the way the stranger stripped away her last illusions made her wetter than she ever thought possible. She couldn’t even hide anymore behind the excuse of the anti-feminist rhetoric that always felt so wrong and so hot at the same time–he was right, after all. Plenty of women had no trouble refusing men. It was her. It had always been her. “Y-yes sir,” she whimpered, her voice almost a full octave higher. “I, I’m inferior. To men and women.” It felt like such a relief to finally admit it.

“Good girl,” he growled, taking a double fistful of titflesh and squeezing. “Now, be back in this room promptly at 5:05 PM. I’ve actually got work to do around here, and you need to get your clothes back on before someone sees you like this and fucks you stupid before I get the chance.” Cyndi nodded again, unable to trust her own voice. She knew she would obey–and she knew that this was far from the last time someone would put her in her place.

Gina’s eyes flutter open for just a moment, somewhere around the time the third man pulls out of her sloppy cunt and the fourth man pushes his dick inside her. She sees the cell phone propped up against the window, tucked neatly in between the safety railing and the glass, a winking red light in the corner of the screen politely informing her that every detail of this gangbang is being livestreamed to the Internet. It takes her a couple of moments to understand what that implies–her muzzy, groggy brain is still stuck on the long, thick cock thrusting deeper and deeper into her pussy, displacing semen as it sinks in until it drips down her thighs in thick globs. But eventually she gets it.

She… anyone can see her. Gina doesn’t know what platform she’s broadcasting this to, she has only the vaguest and foggiest memories of tapping on her screen at the direction of the man in the powder-blue suit with the soothing baritone voice, but she’s sure that hundreds of people are watching her get railed from behind right now. She can see in the image in front of her that there are at least three men standing in line behind her, stroking their dicks to get them hard so they can pound her pussy and fill her up with yet more hot sticky cum. By the time this ends, maybe those hundreds will become thousands. Maybe strangers from all over the world will be watching her face contort again and again in deep, helpless orgasm and know that she can’t stop herself from loving every second of this.

And the Internet is forever. The video is going to stay up for months, maybe even years. People will copy it, they’ll make gifs of her dangling titties swaying back and forth with every thrust of cock after cock after cock into her messy cunt. The bus slows to a stop again, picking up another two men who’ve been watching the livestream and recognized their opportunity to participate, and Gina wonders just how many times she’ll be fucked by strangers by the time this is all over. However many it is, the world is going to know. People will pass Gina on the street for the rest of her life and recognize her as the chick in that gangbang sex tape.

They won’t know anything about the hypnosis–that all happened before the stream started, back before the disgusted passengers got off a few stops early to avoid the live mobile sex show unfolding around them and left behind only the men who wanted to get their dicks wet inside Gina’s needy cunt. They’ll look at her and see only a cock-hungry slut who wanted to be fucked so bad she didn’t even look behind her to see who was plowing her pussy, and maybe they’ll make her a lewd and inappropriate offer to add their shaft to the total. Gina can already tell she’ll do it. She’ll give herself to anyone who wants to fuck her now, because the man in the powder-blue suit told her to and he’s so wonderfully persuasive.

That’s what goes through Gina’s dazed and befuddled mind in those few moments that approach lucidity, in the instant before the fourth man’s balls smack against her labia and she loses herself in warm, wet pleasure again. She’s completely, totally aware that she’s being conditioned into a public use slut… and the realization makes her pussy clench so hard around a stranger’s cock that she sees stars when she cums. And then, with a moan of helpless gratitude, she grinds against the man fucking her and milks every last drop of jizz out of him.

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