I’d always heard that traumatic experiences and brushes with death can make you horny enough to fuck anyone and everyone near you. I don’t think I ever really believed it before, though. Yesterday was one for the books. I was at the bank, and a guy walked in wearing a mask and carrying a gun. He screamed for everyone to get down, and I did, quickly. He took his time, pointing the gun at any and everyone who breathed too loudly. He walked so close to me, with that gun just over my head, that I nearly peed myself. When he finally left, I was so scared that I was shaking. The guy next to me asked if I was ok, and it took a minute for me to register that we were ok, that we had survived it. I couldn’t have helped my next moves if I had wanted to. I grabbed the guy and started kissing him, hard. I fumbled with his pants until I got them undone, and immediately climbed on top of him. Right there, in the bank, with all those people watching, I fucked his brains out. I bounced on him, kissed him, and made sure that my body knew that it was still alive and ok. He resisted at first, but quickly got into the feel of things, and I guess that our brazen display was a cue for others. When I finally finished fucking him, and my body was sated and satisfied that I was ok, I looked around from my perch on his dick to see at least 3 other fucking couples, and a bank manager jacking off at his desk. We were all pretty happy to be alive!
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