The Trench Coat Flasher: An Erotic Sex Story
It was a typical warm summer evening in the city. The night air was filled with the sounds of car horns and distant chatter. I had just taken the bus home from work and was walking along the street towards my house. As I made my way home, I noticed a figure in the shadows. It was a man wearing a long dark trench coat that came down to his ankles. He was standing in the middle of the street, his arms crossed and his head bowed.
I couldn’t help but take a few steps closer to him, my curiosity piquing. He must have sensed me there, because suddenly he raised his head and I was met with a pair of intense green eyes that seemed to penetrate my soul. His face was framed by a short dark beard, and his lips curved into a sly smirk.
He then pushed back his coat, revealing an impressive physique. He was wearing nothing but a pair of tight boxer briefs that accentuated his bulging muscles. His toned body was covered in tattoos, and I couldn’t help but gape in awe.
Suddenly, without warning, he opened his coat and flashed me. His hands were firmly on his hips, and his tight boxer briefs left nothing to the imagination. My eyes widened in shock as I finally saw the full picture. His muscular frame and taut skin made me blush in embarrassment, but at the same time I was aroused.
The man chuckled as he watched my reaction, and then he slowly began to move closer to me. His hips swayed from side to side as he walked, and I could feel my heart begin to race. He was just a few feet away from me now, and I could feel the heat radiating off his body.
I was frozen in place, too scared to move. He reached out and placed a hand lightly on my shoulder, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. His touch was gentle yet firm, and I could feel my body begin to respond to his touch.
The man leaned in closer and whispered in my ear, “Do you want to explore what I have to offer?” His voice was deep and sultry, and I could feel my heart thundering in my chest. Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a nearby alley.
We were surrounded by darkness now, and I could hear the echo of my shoes against the pavement. The man turned to face me, and I could see the desire in his eyes. His breathing had become more labored, and his fingers lightly ran up my arms. His touch was electric, and I could feel my body trembling with excitement.
He grabbed my hand and led me further into the alley. Suddenly, his hands were on my hips, pulling me close to him. His lips were on mine, and I felt my body come alive. Our tongues intertwined as our kiss deepened, and I felt his hands move to my back. He pushed me against the wall, and I felt him press his body against mine. His touch ignited a fire inside of me, and I felt the heat radiating between us.
He continued to kiss me passionately, his hands exploring every inch of my body. I felt my nipples harden against his chest, and my breathing became more labored. As his hands moved lower and lower, I felt the wetness pooling between my legs. He teased my nipples gently, and I gasped in pleasure.
Suddenly, he pulled away from me and pulled off his coat. He was now wearing nothing but his boxer briefs, and I couldn’t help but stare. His body was perfection, and I felt my heart race as I looked at him. He grabbed my hand and motioned for me to sit on a nearby trashcan.
Once I was seated, he stepped closer and stood between my legs. I felt the electric heat emanating from his body, and my breath hitched in my throat. Our eyes locked, and I felt a wave of desire wash over me. He leaned in, and his lips lightly brushed against mine. His kiss was gentle yet firm, and his tongue explored my mouth with expert precision.
His hands moved to my breasts, and I gasped as he gently massaged and caressed them. His fingers moved lower, teasing my nipples as his kisses moved to my neck. His hands explored my body, and I felt my wetness growing as his touch became more urgent.
Suddenly, he pulled away and stood up. Before I had the chance to process what was happening, he reached down and pulled his boxer briefs off. His cock was rock hard, and I felt my eyes widen in surprise. He grabbed my hand and guided it to his erection, and I felt my heart racing.
He grabbed a nearby condom and put it on, and then he was pushing himself inside of me. His thrusts were slow and gentle at first, and then they began to pick up in intensity. His hands were gripping my hips, and I felt my pleasure begin to build.
He moved faster and faster, and the pleasure was overwhelming. I felt my orgasm approaching quickly, and just as I thought I couldn’t take any more, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me one last time. I couldn’t help but scream in pleasure as my orgasm washed over me.
We lay there panting for a few moments, and then the man slowly pulled out of me. He stood up and put his trench coat back on, and then he was gone. All that was left was the fading echo of his footsteps as he disappeared into the night.
I was left alone in the alley, my heart racing and my body still trembling from pleasure. I slowly stood up and made my way home, still in a daze from the night’s events.
As I walked, I couldn’t help but marvel at the evening’s events. I had just experienced something I had never thought possible, and I was still reeling from the pleasure that had engulfed me. I was sure I would never forget the trench coat flasher, and I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I thought of our encounter.
