A Walk in the Park

A few stolen hours, that’s all we had. And I was intent on taking full advantage of our time. We strolled hand in hand through the tree lined park as the sounds of a softball game drifted through the humid summer air. We walked in silence as I felt his fingers lace with mine.

We left the spectators behind. Passing the rough cement picnic tables, we turned toward the small lake. This area of the park was mostly deserted as everyone else’s attention was on the games being played on the upper ball fields.

The thin straps of my sundress allowed the sun to warm my shoulders while showing off the already golden glow of my skin. I imagined the heat coming from his touch instead. I felt his hand on the small of my back guiding me off of the walking path. I stopped and slipped my shoes off enjoying the feel of the lush grass beneath my toes.

We walked toward a large mimosa tree with its beautiful draping branches. The faint scent of honeysuckle provided a perfume in the air as we slipped inside our outdoor hideaway. The sweeping limbs formed a cavernous room shielding us from the view of anyone who should pass by.

We spread our blanket on the ground. He stepped to the center and pulled me to him. His lips, slow and warm against mine. He wound his fingers through my hair and with a small tug tilted my head making me open beneath his kiss.

I love how his mouth feels on me. I wanted to feel it all over my body. I felt his mouth travel down the side of my neck. My nipples hardened anticipating his touch. They were bare beneath my thin summer dress and I knew he could feel how I responded to him.

His hands moved down my side but not before his thumbs flicked across my breast teasing them into hard points. A small sigh left my lips.

“Careful,” he teased. “You don’t want anyone to hear us.”

Funny how that little taste of danger; the risk of getting caught heightens all the sensations.

His hands slowly slipped down my body, following the curve of my hips, brushing down my thighs until they reached the hem of my dress as he knelt in front of me. His hand slipped underneath my dress. I felt the warmth of his fingers on my inner thighs as he slid my dress up out of his way. Finally revealing the small lace triangle of the front of my barely there thong.

I felt the warmth of his breath on my mound. Then I felt the lightest pressure from the kiss he placed there. His hands moved around to my hips, cupping the nice round globes tight. Then his hands found the elastic of my panties where with one swift tug, it gave way and the material was soon lying on the ground.

My bare pussy was already glistening.

“That’s the second pair you’ve ruined this month,” I said. I knew he would make it up to me.

He just smiled as his tongue snaked out and I felt it slide down my slit. Slow strokes driving me crazy as I stood there. I felt his hands running up the back of my legs to my ass matching the rhythm of his mouth. The warmth I felt had little to do with the weather and everything to do with his touch.

I let out a small cry as his mouth settled over my clit. A teasing flick before he sucked it into his mouth. I felt my knees weaken. Then he slowly took his mouth away. He stood and reached around my back finding the zipper of my dress. Slowly he pulled, one tooth at a time clicking down. I felt the fabric open. I shivered as the dress fell away in a puddle at my feet, but not from the cold. I stood in front of him, totally naked in a public park.

He pulled me down to the blanket. His mouth once again found my nipple. Sucking and tugging while his hand squeezed the other breast. I know he could see the flush spread across my chest as my excitement built. Then I felt his mouth move down to my stomach where his tongue swirled inside my belly button, then continuing the journey lower.

He had settled between my legs, lavishing my pussy with attention. My legs fell open, wider so that nothing hindered his access. His hands were under my hips holding me against his mouth. His tongue dipped in and out of my tight hole. I was so wet for him. I could feel the excitement coiling inside me. With each lick I was getting hotter and hotter. His hands moved from my hips and I felt his fingers join his lips. Pulling my lips apart, opening me wide so that he could taste me deep inside.

His mouth working my clit as his finger dipped inside my core. My hips lifted off the blanket wanting more and more. A rustling sound caused me to open my eyes. My body tensed but he wouldn’t stop. Had we been caught? No. Just a squirrel climbing through the branches.

I was so wet now. He slid a second finger in stretching me. He pulled his fingers out and spread my own juices on my tight asshole. In and out, dipping and spreading. I nearly called out as his finger slide into my tightest hole as his mouth sucked on my clit. I was so close to coming. I could feel the excitement building higher and higher. Then just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he slowed his mouth and fingers.

“Not yet love,” he said. “”I’m not ready for you to come yet.”

I moaned. He was so good at this game. I knew he could bring me to the edge over and over as many times as he wanted. My breathing slowed and I had almost caught my breath when I felt his finger slide back inside me. Slow strokes over that sensitive place deep inside. How he found it over and over so effortlessly always amazed me. Then his tongue flicking across my clit had me squirming beneath him once again. Pushing me to the brink without letting me cross.

“Payback is gonna be such sweet revenge,” I managed to say between breaths.

He just nipped at my clit with his teeth in return. My hips bucked off the blanket once again. The light stubble from his chin adding to the sensations as his mouth fucked me in our outdoor hide-away.

He was still clothed and I couldn’t even get my hands on his cock. I knew it had to be thick with want by now. I loved how it felt, hard and solid in my hand. I wanted it buried inside of me. But he continued using his mouth and fingers in a game of sweet torture.

“Please,” I said.

“Please what?” He asked. “I thought I was pleasing you.”

“Please make me….” My voice trailed off as his fingers dove into my ass and pussy at the same time. Pumping in and out while his tongue danced on my clit was all that it took. I felt my whole body tense before I exploded. I was wild with want. Before my body had recovered, I felt him stand and strip his clothes off. Without wasting any time, he buried his cock to the balls in my cunt.

I know he had to feel it clench around him, holding him tight inside. His cock was so thick and hard. It filled me tight. I finally had that dick where I needed it. My hands roaming up and down his back, loving the feel of his skin. You could feel the muscles in his back rippling as he pounded deep inside me. My legs were tight around his waist as I felt myself slipping closer to another orgasm. I couldn’t believe I could come again so quickly.

But I knew it wouldn’t be long now. I could feel his cock pressing over my g-spot; raking back and forth across the already hyper-sensitized bundle of nerves. He was close too. Playing with me had been torture for him as well.

Three more hard thrusts were all it took. I felt the release from both of us at the same time. The feeling was more intense the second time around. Both of us were breathing heavily. His body felt heavy on top of me but I was in no hurry for him to get up. Slowly, he pushed up on his elbows and looked down at me. A smile spread across his face.

We dressed quickly and folded up our blanket. We left the cocoon of the mimosa tree and walked back the way we came. The softball game was still going strong.

When we reached the parking lot, he walked me to my car and opened the door for me. As I drove away, he waved and I smiled already thinking about our next visit to the park.