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It was an adventure kink for Kylie. Her favourite past time was writing and she had started numerous blogs on various subjects over the years but none ever stuck until one day she began to blog about sexual adventures and found herself getting turned on in particular whenever she read or wrote about sexual voyeurism and exhibitionism. She got particularly curious about what it would be like to be caught in the act of masturbation in public and fantasized about having sex with someone in public as well. She began touching herself in certain places, on the back seat of the bus, on the train and once in a cab. She would come home and using an anonymous blog she recounted those she had seen watching her and what she wanted to try next. Her blog slowly grew in popularity and she began thinking more daring. She was a single woman but wanted more fun. Ads on sex sites were the next step but she was not getting anywhere. She read all the comments that came into her blog site and noticed one day that there was one that posted on nearly everything she wrote. BigWatcher1346 was his handle and he was always telling her that he got a kick and very turned on by what she was doing. He was articulate and witty in his comments and she began answering her comments from him. One particular day she blogged that she was not as satisfied just frigging her pussy in pubic and wanted to move on to having public sex but nothing was working out. She closed the blog after publishing. After work that ...

... Tuesday afternoon, she came home and saw a new message from BigWatcher1346. I want to watch you in person and then we can meet up and fuck in public. Tell me you can meet me at the **** metro station at 5pm on Friday evening. I’ll be there. Will you? Are you up for the dare? With her heart racing and a turn on creeping into her skin and body trembling, she thought a while and then composed a private comment back to him. They began an exchange and he sent a picture of himself and though she knew the lines of I’m a normal guy and sane, just lonely could be the very words of a serial killer but he seemed okay overall. She decided to go for it. She blogged to her regular readers that Friday was going to be something new and she would post a video for the first time. She agreed to meet him. She arrived at the train station at 4:45 pm and sat down in the far end of the platform on a bench as agreed upon. She had been here a lot and knew that this corner was out of sight of most passengers because most people didn’t go all the way down to the end. She wore a halter top and mini skirt with no underwear on. There was an old shell of a pay phone across from the bench and she placed her camera there trained on the seat. Lifting her leg enough to wink her pussy at the camera she began to slowly edge the skirt up and find her wet button ready and eager. She began to circle it and tweak a bit and her breathing became heavier. Noticing a few curious glances her way by the nearest commuters she ...