Trapped in Amber

"You downloaded that app three months ago! Aren't you ever going to use it?" Jessica asked as she sat her son down in the playpen next to my daughter. She gave me this look like I was the crazy one, like I had truly lost my mind.

"Well, it's hard for me..."

"That's the point! You need something hard besides vibrators and cucumbers up there or you're going to go crazy!" She said picking up her wine glass from the table, drained it, then refilled.

I've been divorced for a year and a half, and yet somehow, despite how damn stupid it sounded, it felt like cheating. Not that I could tell Jessica that. Not that I needed too. We'd been friends since junior high, we could read each other like children's books.

"Look, we both downloaded the app and agreed to use it. I've already had six different guys. It's your turn."

I gave her an incredulous look, "You've had sex six times already?"

"What am I a nun? Not six times, six guys. I've lost count of the number of times."

I called her a slut and she smiled and gave me the finger. I took a sip of my wine which had been largely untouched. We had been drunk when we downloaded the Fantasies app. Both of us hurting at having found ourselves single mothers. Jessica had come home to a note explaining how he couldn't be a father. I'd found my bastard in our bed with another woman. Our divorces had been hard but we got through. We celebrated with leaving our kids with grandparents and staying at her place and getting hammered. That's when she introduced me to Fantasies. You create your profile, say what kind of encounter you want, and it matches you with people in your area. You both agree and off you go.

Jessica shot across the room to where my purse hung by the door and fished out my phone. "Amber! Seriously! 1234? I swear to fuck if you don't start getting better with electronics."

"Bite me." I say and sip.

"Once you say it like you mean it." Her fingers were a blur on my phone. "You didn't even set up a profile? Well let's fix that."

"Let's not, give me back my phone!" I shouted as I ran at her but Jessica always was faster. I chased her around the playpen, into the kitchen, till finally we both fell breathlessly on the couch lying against each other laughing hysterically. Our kids looked at us like they wished we'd grow up, then went back to playing with their toys.

"Username, hmm, oohh! Trapped-in-Amber! Since your real name sounds like an escort name anyway no one will buy it!." I slapped her arm which made her laugh all the harder.

"5'6, white, over 30, at least 125lbs. Small tits and big hips."

"They aren't small! I have a generous b cup. They went up to a c when I was breastfeeding." I said more defensively than I would have liked.

"Are you still breastfeeding?"

"What? No, why would I still be breastfeeding?"

"Well it means you are small and it removes a whole fetish line from your options."

I gave Jessica a hard look and she just stared back at me before lifting up her ample double d's, "Don't kink shame cause my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard!"

"Eww!" I squealed and we both fell into hysterical laughter again.

"Let me get this finished! Brunette, long hair, hazel eyes. You like long walks on the beach, good books, baking, and 12 inch dicks that can crush your pelvis."

"Can't do that, field trip next week."

"What, the museum's wheelchair accessible."

I snatched the phone from her and to my shock she had written the foot-long thing in there. She snatched the phone back, "You had your chance! I'm trying to get you laid. It makes you sound fun. Besides, you know how even a guy with four inches thinks he's got eight inches more than is there."

"This is how I'm going to die isn't it."

"Quiet Amber. I'm at the good part. Your fantasy experience, should it be whips and chains? Home invasion? Threesome?"

"Why not do all three at once?"

"You're not ready for that grasshopper. Hell my snatch is still sore and I still haven't got that window fixed."

My jaw dropped and she ignored me to the point I wasn't sure if she was joking.

"Here we go, I know what sweet little titty Amber needs. Exhibition! Take you in the open air, all eyes on that juicy ass of yours, damn I'm getting hot thinking about it!"

Three Weeks Later

I'm at a grocery store across town, my face mask firmly in place, I'm so nervous I'm sweating and so hot I'm already dripping. After a particularly nasty phone call with my ex, I decided to turn the app on and head across town. No chance of being recognized over here.

I look like a tennis player, in my pink polo shirt and white skirt. The skirt comes down to just above the knee, long enough so it won't accidentally blow up and show that I'm wearing nothing underneath. I meander through the store, not really looking for anything, when my phone finally chimes.

Funguy_75: Ohmigod, you sound like one hot bitch! I'm ten minutes away, want to hook up?

Trapped-in-Amber: You got what I need?

Funguy_75: Not a foot long but I get no complaints. I love exhibition! Can't wait for people to see me bend you over and pound your tight pussy! You're such a naughty girl, making me so hard.

Trapped-in-Amber: I need you quick and hard! I want you pulling my hair and spanking my ass. And don't you dare cum before me! I'll be loading groceries in the back of my van.

Oh my! I can't believe I'm actually going to do this! I don't know if my nipples are hard from arousal or because I wandered into the frozen section but the way they peak my shirt has me getting a lot of attention.

Everyone complains about these face masks, but I like the anonymity they give. Allowing me to be seen and yet still not known. I could flash someone right here, show them all of me, and yet still be completely unknown. I love that, didn't even know about this fantasy till covid started. Leave it to me to find my inner slut in a pandemic.

I grab a box of cereal a bag of chips and a two liter of soda and make my way to the checkout counter. The lines are super long here so I move over to the self checkout. I catch the eye of the man monitoring everything over here. He and I say hello as I sat my items down and start working the machine. I can feel his eyes like hands on my body. Down the brown ponytail that reaches between my shoulder blades, around to my breasts with my still achingly erect nipples, down my stomach to where I flair out into my wide hips and curvy ass, all the way down my long legs to my open toed sandals. He doesn't see me watching him grope me with his eyes. I bend over too far as I move my few items across the scanner and I hear him actually groan as my ass is even more prominently displayed to his hungry gaze.

My phone chimes with another text and I stop to check it. Funguy wants to know what I'm wearing so I write him back real quick, but not quick enough for the register which takes my delay as a problem and starts flashing for assistance. The man comes over with his card to set everything right and he hangs around a second as I finish my text.

"Sorry about that miss, these machines can be a bit impatient." He says.

"No problem, just had to send a quick text about...ah...um..a meeting." I stammer as I realized I was fixing to tell this man exactly what was going to happen. Damn Jessica anyway, how did she know I wanted an audience before I even did.

"Must be some meeting if you have to get there right away."

I pay quickly and grab my groceries, "You've no idea."

"I think I do." I hear him say as I walk off. I'm confused as to what he means by that till I get a good look at my reflection in the mirrored surface of the ice machine on the way out.

My face flushes crimson as I notice that there is a wide spot on my skirt that has been made nearly transparent by my juices as I've walked through the store in my fantasy world. You can't make out too much beyond the dark patch of my dense triangle of pubic hair which I had trimmed up but decided not to shave off. I now noticed I caught the eye of every person coming my way, some looking rather disgusted, but the majority looking shocked and lustful. Part of me wanted to hide, but instead I embraced it. I'm a damn sexy milf, not some young clueless slut like my husband prefers. Wet and ready to be satisfied, demanding to be given what I desire for once, not taking any crap from anyone. I strode out of the grocery store with my head high.

I parked about fifteen cars away from the entrance, but it was a rather cool day with a gentle breeze to counteract the sunlight. I made it to my van and opened the trunk, I'd already put all the seats down and covered the floor with a thick comforter. If someone called the cops I wanted to make sure I could climb straight to the driver seat and nothing would be worse than catching a nail or hitting a more sensitive body part on a bit of metal. I had just sat the groceries inside when my phone chimed.

Do you consent to a sexual encounter with Funguy_75? Yes or No.

Well here it was, I was so nervous and excited I almost hit the wrong button by accident.

Suddenly I felt hands on my hips and some one press close to me. I yelped and stiffened. "Trapped-In-Amber, I'm here for you." His hands slid around me and pulled me to him, his voice a bit muffled by his own face mask but I could make out the desire in his voice. Even without hearing it though, the bulge in his slacks would have told me what he wanted as it pressed into my right ass cheek.

His head came down to where my neck joined my right shoulder and he took a deep breath, drawing in my scent as his hands traveled down the curve of my hips, moving forward to caress my inner thighs. He groaned as his hands felt the damp spot on my skirt, then they moved back around to cup my ass. "Wet just thinking about me? You are so much hotter than your profile picture. Your hips and ass are a gift from the gods, are you a naughty girl? You want me to show the whole world this ass don't you?"

I moaned as his fingers dug into my flesh through the thin layer of fabric as he nuzzled into my neck. It felt so good to have a man against me again, to be touched, to be told how appreciative my form was, to feel the truth of his words press against me. His hands left my ass and began tracing back up my body. I felt a bit nervous as his hands left my hips and went up my waist. I never had been able to get a flat and tight tummy again after my pregnancy. He pressed against my belly till my back was against his chest and then his hands moved up further, stopping just below my breasts. He flattened my shirt out, causing the fabric to outline each breast and the course polo shirt to rub my nipples which were straining against the threads.

"You were much too hard on yourself in your profile. Your breasts aren't tiny." His hands finally slid up the rest of the way and I groaned as he grabbed a breast in each hand, his fingers pressing into them gently but firmly. "I want to do nasty things to your body, out here for all your neighbors to see. Do you want that? You want me to fuck you right here in this parking lot, show the whole world your amazing body as you writhe on my hard cock, and then you drive off with a smile and my cum dripping down you? That's what I want. After I take off my mask and lick your wet pussy and eat that amazing ass. You are the hottest woman I've ever seen. Will you let me just worship your body with mine, here for all to see?"

"Fuck me." I barely get out as I'm lost in his lust.

He spins me around and sits me down inside the van, my knees dangling over the edge. He grabs my knees quickly and lifts them till my feet rest on the bumper and then he grabs the hem of my dress and raises it up to my stomach. His eyes get wider under his mess of curly blonde hair as my legs spread apart with a mind of their own. It's been so long since anyone has seen me this way, now maybe everyone can. There's a knot of anticipation in my stomach as his eyes travel down the inverted triangle of my pubic hair to the thick red lips of my pussy which must be glistening in the sunlight.

"Don't just stand there, eat me!" I'm shocked as the command leaves my mouth. My voice snaps him out of his trance, he tears the mask off his face. He looks a bit younger than me, maybe just out of college. The app assures everyone is 21 and up, so that's not a problem. Still its surprising that this young guy would be interested in an older woman who has already become a mother. He crouches down, his nose mere inches from my crotch and inhales my scent deeply. His hands come up and grip my inner thighs, massaging the tight muscles as he lowers his nose into my pubic hair and nuzzles against my venus mound. He's only breathing me into him and its already one of the hottest things I've ever had done to me. I cry out when he kisses against my skin and hair.

"I wish I had time to worship your glorious pussy correctly, I could be here for hours." He says wistfully as his left hand slides inward and I feel him grab my pussy lips between his thumb and forefinger and it feels so good to have someone else's hand touching me down there I moan as it feels like he's gripped my entire vulva to present to his eager mouth. He kisses me lightly, his tongue coming out to slip between my outer and inner lips. His fingers slowly trace around my outer lips upward toward my thick hood as his tongue moves down to my opening. He times it well, his fingers applying pressure to my sensitive clit through the hood at the same time his tongue dives into my core. Air rushes out of my lungs and I fall back as his mouth and fingers play me like a concert piano. I roll my shirt up and start squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples as his tongue is replaced by two fingers sliding in, finding my g-spot with surprising ease, and the fingers on my hood are replaced with his hot, wet mouth. His now free left hand pushes down on my venus mound, massaging me against my own pelvic bone, the sound of his fingers brushing into the coarse hair assaulting my ears along with his slurping. My hands leave my breasts and shoot down to entangle in his curly golden locks as my whole body seizes. I can't even cry out, my mouth opens and my eyes squeeze tightly as my first real orgasm in who knows how long builds and then explodes through my whole body.

I'm given no time to recover as he grips my hips and turns me over till I'm lying on my stomach. I'm still trying to catch my breath when I feel his hands spread my ass apart, his fingers digging into my skin so tightly it almost hurts, and then he starts giving me a rimjob.

"Oh fuck! Man you eat that ass!" I hear someone call out as his tongue plunges into my depths. I'm not even that sure I like this but hearing someone else cheer him on has me cry out for more. I feel his left hand leave for a moment and then there's a sharp crack and I yelp in surprise and a bit of pain as his hand reconnects with my butt cheek. Then the same thing happens on my right.

I haven't been given a spanking since I was four years old. None of my boyfriends or my husband had ever tried it. Yet the sharp hot pain as his hand collides with my ample backside, the way I jiggle and shake under his touch from the stinging contact, and I know he must be noticing every ripple because the next strike doesn't come until I feel myself stop moving, I can't help myself as I shout out, "Yes! Fuck me daddy!"

His tongue leaves my ass and the spanking stops as I hear him struggle with his belt and jeans. I look over my shoulder and before I turn far enough to see him, I see an old man leaning against the back of his truck watching me. His eyes are glued to the now reddened cheeks of my ass prominently displayed out of the back of my van.

"Hot fuck! You're going to get it now slut!" A female voice shouts now and I crane my neck to see a young woman with her boyfriend wrapped around her as they both lean against a little smart car. There are others that have stopped to watch the live sex show I'm putting on. I can almost physically feel their eyes on me, my stomach knots up and my pussy pulses and I can't wait for him as he struggles with a condom, I snake my right hand down between my legs and start rubbing my clit, moaning out as a second orgasm is rapidly approaching. The crowd cheers as I hear the package finally tear open.

"You couldn't wait for me huh? You are such a naughty little girl! Rubbing that tiny little clit for all to see while I put this condom on. Are you ready for my big dick to pound you?" I feel his hand travel over my ass, up my back and neck till he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back roughly, "You ready to be fucked by a real man?"

"Yes daddy! Shove that huge cock in my naughty pussy!" I cry out as my hand is still going ninety to nothing between my legs. My pussy is so wet that when he places himself at my entrance and pulls on my hair, I impale myself on him in one smooth movement. It's his turn to cry out in surprise as I slam into him. I bring my right arm up to grip what I can of the van floor and pull myself off of him so that I can shove myself on him again. It feels so good to have a long and thick and living cock inside me again! We both moan as I drag myself up his shaft and then cry out as I slide back down hard enough that his balls bounce up to hit my protruding clit. I lose count of the number of times I slam into him, but finally his fingers tighten in my hair till I cry out and he pulls me closer and now he's thrusting into me! His free hand starts spanking me as he plows my pussy with short, powerful thrusts. My muscles clinch down on him so hard, squeezing all the amazing inches of him as he saws in and out.

"Oh daddy! Daddy I'm so close daddy! Keep fucking your naughty girl daddy!" I call out, not just to him, but to our audience. I can hear some of them groaning in time with our bodies colliding. My right ass cheek must be red as hell as he keeps slapping it. I can feel him in my guts each time he bottoms out in me, hear him grunt as his pelvis crashes into my meaty ass.

"I'M SO CLOSE!! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM DADDY!! MAKE YOUR LITTLE SLUT CUM!!" I scream as my vision starts to go hazy as I can feel my body prepare for what may prove to be the best orgasm of my life.

I draw in a massive breath and that's when his hand leaves my hair and grabs my throat. I'm shocked as his fingers grip me so hard that I can feel the nails on his hand break skin. He's fucking me even faster now. He stops spanking me so he can wrap his arm around my waist and find my clit. My body doesn't know what to do as it struggles for air while experiencing more pleasure than I've had in my life. My vision starts to blacken and then explodes in color as my orgasm finally hits making my whole body tremble and shake. He lets go of my throat and holds me down on his cock with both hands as my body writhes in pure ecstasy while also taking in giant lungful's of air.

"You are so fucking hot baby!" He tells me as he pulls out. I hear him struggle to pull off his condom and then feel his hot dick press into my ass cheek. No sooner has he made contact that I feel him twitch and hear him roar as he sprays my whole ass with his hot cum.

We get cheers and applause from our adoring audience. I'm still too worn out to move but it sounds like we had quite the crowd by the end.

"Oh shit the cops!" I hear someone shout.

My stranger actually helps me stand up and closes my trunk door. "Find me again any time, I want to be trapped in Amber again!"

Then he runs off and I'm left to stumble weak-kneed around my van and just manage to get in and moving as a patrol car comes stalking along the now deserted parking lot lanes.

I keep my mask on till I'm safely on the road, don't want the dirty smile on my face giving me away.

"Call Jessica." I say, my voice hoarse.

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