Real story of my partner (M) and me (FtM)

We've been wanting to have public sex for a long time. The thought of it seems so exciting, the thrill of possibly getting caught and having a secret that nobody else around us knows. We go to a mall, go into all of the clothing stores. We find pants to "try on". After going into three dressing rooms we finally find one with a stall where the walls go all the way down to the floor. It's deserted. Finally we can put this kink to the test.

I kiss you, your back on the wall. I drop down to my knees and unzip your pants, your hard cock straining the seams of your boxers to break free and ravage me. I tease you with my mouth, kissing and licking, while you cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your moans. I take you in my mouth. I moan around your dick and the vibrations nearly make you cum then and there. I take my mouth off, wiping spit and precum off of my lips before kissing you again. I slowly take off my pants and move to the bench in the dressing room. Your eyes dark and wild with arousal watch me as if in a trance. I beckon you over to me and you follow.

I push you down onto the bench. Your pants around your ankles, your cock dripping with arousal, your eyes watching me as I climb on top of you. I slide you into me and I can feel how tight and wet I am. I drown your moans with a kiss as I slowly start moving. I can't take the slowness anymore and I start moving as fast as I can, biting my lips to keep myself from moaning. My arms are wrapped around you and your hands are clenching my ass, holding me up so that you can thrust into me at the same time.

We chase our climaxes. Everything around us disappears but there's still the thrill of knowing that someone could come into the dressing room at any moment. Your moans start getting louder and your legs start shaking. You're about to fill me up with your hot, sticky cum. I feel my own orgasm building. I place my hand over your mouth while I suck a hickey onto your neck to mark you as mine. We cum at the same time, our orgasms mixing inside of me. Neither of us can speak from the intensity of it.

A man comes into the dressing room right as we're cumming. He clearly has no idea what's happening and seems to be having a conversation with someone on the phone. We look at each other, kiss one last time before I pull off of you and catch the cum that starts leaking out of me with a napkin. We quickly put on our pants and sneak out of the dressing room so that the man doesn't realize both of us were right next to him.