I wish there was a public place to cruise as a woman. There’s a park in my town with a little forest preserve that is notorious for men cruising, and people act so scandalized about it. Sometimes I wish I could go watch. Sit in my car, rub my rigid little clit as I watch one man sucks another man off across the parking lot.

But really I wish there was a space for me to do the same. A park, or a trail, or somewhere where I knew that if I was standing there with my hand down my leggings, rubbing myself, that I might be lucky enough to have another woman walk up on me and let me suck her nipples while I masturbate to orgasm. Or who might pull my leggings down and lick my swollen, horny pussy until I cum on her face. Then let me do the same to her.

I want to find a corner of the library with a plush couch to sit and read, and cushions that I could slip between my thighs and grind waiting for someone else to sit next to me hump the other cushion.

I want a friend to run errands with who has a pussy as needy as mine. I want to tease each other in the aisles at target. I want to grope her as we check out at the grocery store. I want to climb into her car and push my hands into her pants to finger her while she drives us Through the Starbucks drive-through.

I want to keep each other teased and wet all day long until finally we give in and finger, lick, suck, and hump each other to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.