Pride March Perv Fun

Went to a lgbt pride event. I'm straight but I like to exhibit myself and see others naked. A lot of people in those circles are progressives and sexually liberated or more open-minded. People march naked, sometimes even with their children nude too. Most of the time their kids are painted but still nude. I got behind this woman holding her little girl's hand while we stood in a crowd. They were both naked, except the mom had a small pack on her hip. The girl had a blue flower painted on her back and the green paint of the stem want all the way down and around one of her legs. It was cute. We were listening to some queers speak about stuff on their elevated soapbox. I was right behind this girl and had an erection. The woman noticed me and we started talking but we had to lean in and speak rather loudly so we could hear each other. She said I had a nice cock and asked if I only **** ass with 'that thing'. I told her "No, but it's virgin girl ass when I do." She smiled. I didn't know if she heard me or understood what I meant but she and I talked for a while. I asked how old her girl was and she said 7 and a half. We got to chatting more, I made her laugh and I was working an angle. I got the feeling she was at least bisexual and interested. She said she wanted her daughter to be more comfortable around men. I made a crack and told her she's in the wrong place to find any real men. We laughed. I knew she meant sexually; she wanted her daughter to be comfortable being sexual around men.

She invited me to head back to her friend's apartment. Her friend was at the event too but was staying out longer. I went back to her apartment and it was a small open loft apartment that overlooked a street. I remember thinking it seemed like it would be crowded, but wasn't that day. The walls had pornographic pictures on them and the floor was peppered with kids toys, but there were also dildos and drug paraphrenalia set about the apartment. It looked like several people might have been staying there. She offered me coffee and told me to take my clothes off again; we had to put on our clothes to walk away from the event. I disrobed and we sat back down and started talking. I felt nervous. I suspected I was going to go farther that afternoon than I had before. I started to admiring her daughter's paint and it escalated quickly. Before too long, I was fingering the girl and kissing her mother. The woman looked me over and put my cock in her mouth but she was just getting me ready for her little girl. The mother wanted me to **** her daughter in front of her. I didn't want to penetrate her. The girl wasn't as hot for the idea as her mother seemed to be. I pressed myself against her pooch but didn't push into her. Instead I masturbated myself against her and came on her before I could do any real damage.

The mom took my number after and said maybe next time I wouldn't be scared to **** her girl. Her comment made me a little pissed. I told her that her daughter.. Oh, I knew their names by now but I'm still not going to name them. I told her that she didn't seem interested in **** and it's wrong to force it. I didn't mind cuming on her though, and the girl liked that too, but she was scared when I was pressing into her. It didn't end all that well; I don't think she's going to call me back. She probably went out and found a guy to **** her daughter later that evening, but I'm still glad it wasn't me. I hope she's okay though.

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John Fetishes October 13, 2019 at 6:16 pm 4 4