Public Slut.

I whimpered, passively protesting as I tightened, trying to deny him.

I pulled him to a dark corner of the alley, away from the main stage. The live music got louder and more frantic, and I looked to see that my boyfriend was watching us.

I leaned into him, and his pressure was instantly against my pubic bone. We kissed, and I felt his hand smoothly moving down my…