For anyone not reading the title: this is a piece of random erotica I wrote. I haven't really edited it, so there are probably some repetition, grammar errors and spelling errors in there. And if light D/s or public sex isn't your thing, you'll probably want to move along.
I see you moving along the walk outside my apartment, and I go outside
to meet you. You smile and my world lights up a little more. You take my
hand and we walk together a bit. I shiver in the cool night air, and
you pull me closer, your arm going around me, fingers resting on my
side. I snuggle closer to you and slip my own arm about your waist.
We
talk softly as we make our way to the park and then along the winding
paths there. Seeing the river, I smile and then pull away from you a
bit, my hand slipping to yours to tug you down to the water's edge with
me. We stand listening for a moment, and then I turn toward the empty
playground nearby.
I climb up one of the wooden structures and wave down
at you. You grin and then start to climb up after me. I squeak and
scramble around the platforms and bars, playing keep-away. You chase me,
grinning, as I giggle and try to escape, eventually finding myself back
on the ground. I look back to see you not far behind, so I start
running and duck behind a tree. My heart pounds as I try to catch my
breath and listen for you at the same time.
Things sound quiet, so I
peek around the tree--and you pop out at me, causing me to shriek and
laugh. You put your hands to either side of me on the tree, pushing me
back against it, and I wriggle a bit, still looking for an escape,
wondering if I can duck under one of your arms. You grin down at me and
pin me more firmly, your waist pressing against mine as you drop one arm
to let your fingertips slide down the outside of my arm. I gasp at the
light touch, feeling goosebumps raise along my arm, and look up at you,
smiling. You tilt your head down to capture my lips and my body arches
toward you. Your hand moves from my arm to caress my breast, and when
your thumb finds the hard nub of my nipple through my shirt and bra, you
press and rub over it slowly.
I start to wriggle again, but slower,
pressing my hips against yours as we kiss. My arms slide around you, my
hands pressing against your back--holding tight. You slide your tongue
along my lips and I make a sound before wrapping my lips around it and
sucking softly. You let out a soft groan, and I release your tongue as
your hand slides from my breast to the bottom of my shirt, tugging
upward. I shiver as the night breeze touches my skin, and my arms drop
as I press my shoulders back against the tree, my breasts thrusting out
as your lips move down to graze over their tops lightly.
I lean my head
back and then cry out soft when your tongue touches the hardened edge of
one nipple peeking from the cup of my bra...and then your fingers pull the fabric down and your lips wrap around my nipple, and my hips jerk
against you as electricity jolts through my body. My hands come up to
the back of your head as you suck, your tongue flipping lazily over my
nipple and my hips moving against yours slowly. When you switch to the
other nipple, I gasp again, my fingers tightening in your hair...and
when one of your hands presses between my legs, I part them willingly.
Your fingers push the seam of my jeans up, and my hips rock hard as I
cry out again.
We stay locked like that for a few moments, your lips and
tongue and teeth tugging and flicking over my nipples, your fingers
pressing up against me. Then you slide your fingers back and up. I
whimper, and I hear you chuckle softly before I feel your hand
wriggling between my jeans and my skin, pressing down. I drop a hand to
pop open the button to give you a little more room to move, and then
your fingers are slipping inside my panties...lower...cupping my folds
and just pressing, gently. I swivel my hips a little and murmur,
"Please," and then your fingers spread my lips...and then slip inside.
Your fingers find and press up against my clit, and then you pause,
drawing your lips back from my breasts to look at me.
I whimper and try
to rock against your hand, but you hold me still, smiling. I draw my
lower lip between my teeth and bite down on it, and you whisper, "Here?
Right here?" and give my clit a little tap. I nod and make a sound, and
you continue, "Where anyone could see?" My whole body flushes and I
swallow, then nod up at you again mutely, eyes large and round. "Tell
me," you say. "Tell me what you want." My legs tremble a bit as I answer
softly, "I-I want...." My eyes close. "W-want you to...to...f-fuck me,"
I whisper. Your fingers start to slide slowly against my clit.
"Louder," you command. "Say it." I swallow and open my eyes to look up
at you. "F-fuck me...fuck me, please," I say, my voice gaining clarity.
You smile and slide your fingers faster, and I angle my hips out a bit,
until the tips press inside me. You start to thrust
there, gently, and I moan. You look down at me. "How do you want me to
fuck you? Like this?" and you thrust a little harder. I moan again in
reply, because yes...yes, I want that, but more...so much more.... You
know, and you say, "Or would you like something else inside you?" I nod
and then cry out, "Yes!" both as answer and because your thumb has come
to rest over my nub as your fingers work inside me. "Tell me what you
want, love," you say, and I answer, "Your cock...I...I want your cock,
inside me, please, please." You smile and slide your fingers out of me.
I
whimper softly, and then one of your hands is on my shoulder, the
fingers of the other at my lips...smelling of me. I suck on
your fingers quickly and let you push me down to my knees, my own hands
come to your buckle and button and zipper, working your pants
open...pushing your underwear down...wrapping around your shaft and
tugging slightly until your tip meets my lips. You grin down at me.
"Good girls get what they want," you say, and I press my lips down,
taking you in.
Your hands brace against the tree, and you let out a soft
groan of pleasure as I slide as far as I can down your length. I bob my
head over your cock eagerly, my tongue lapping and flicking along and
against your shaft and head and the hand not around your shaft moving to
cup your balls. I wiggle and moan as I suck and lick your cock, until I
feel your hand in my hair, pulling me back...
I look up at you as you
help me stand and pull me away from the tree. You turn around and push
me a little in front of you, toward the picnic table. Your hands come to
my hips and pull jeans and panties down, and then you push me to kneel
on the bench. I feel your slick stiffness rubbing against me from behind, and then
your hand is on my back, guiding me to bend over the table.
I move and
spread my legs as much as I can, and then the head is
rubbing and pressing against my entrance...then pushes inside. I gasp as
I feel my walls opening around you, taking you in. You press inside me,
all the way, and hold for a moment, then draw out and start over, and I
cry out. Just when I am about to explode, you start thrusting hard and
fast, and I cum hard over you, moaning as my hips smack back against
you. You keep going, hard and fast, and I build toward another climax.
You grunt a little and growl, and my walls go tight around you as I feel you make one final hard thrust, your cock throbbing
as you shoot your hot spray inside me. I rock over you still until
I cum again, and then collapse, trembling, against the tabletop.
We stay like that for a moment, until the chill air cools us, and then
you pull back, and I hear you straightening your clothes. I press myself
up, still trembling, and turn to look at you with wonder in my eyes.
You help me off the bench, and I get dressed again, then slide my arms
around you, holding tight...holding myself up. You wrap your arms around
me, and we stumble a little as we begin walking back the way we came,
laughing a little.
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