In the park
‘I need to see you.’ Aidan said with urgency
‘Ok, when?’
‘This afternoon,12:30 in the park.’
‘I’ll be there.’
I’ve missed Aidan and I am happy to get his call even if the urgency worries me a bit. I finish up my work for the day and turn off my computer, I won’t be coming back after meeting with him. I look at the clock, 11:45, I have some time, I’ll just head to the park and read for a bit until he arrives. I park under a shady tree and remove my book from my purse, happy to have some quiet time to myself. It’s cool outside so I sit with the window down listening to quiet music and getting lost in my book. I look up when I hear a car pull in next to me in the otherwise empty parking lot. I unlock the car thinking he would join me in my passenger side, instead he exits his car and points gruffly to the restrooms near by and starts walking to them with purpose. A smile slides across my face as I watch Aidan walk away without looking back. I follow him quickly and he opens the door for me and quickly closes and locks the door behind me. I turn to face him and look into those eye I love to be lost in, but before I could say hello his hands are in my hair and he is rushing to claim my lips. He roughly pushes me against the wall and continues kissing me…hard. My need for him quickly rises with his intensity, I need to breathe but decide I’d rather have him than the oxygen my lungs are crying for. He briskly turns me to face the wall and lifts my hands above my head, letting his hands roam over my body. I moan softly in response to him cupping my breasts and pressing his hips into mine. I want to turn to touch him and my hands start to drop from the position on the wall where he had put them, only to have him push my hands back up and smack my ass to remind me he was in charge here. He pulled my long skirt up and starts to rub my ass, then press against me so I could feel his breathe on my neck. I don’t have long to wait for him to turn me around. He turns me and swiftly kisses me so fast and hard my glasses come off, I reach up and grab them to avoid them breaking on the floor. Then his hands are on my throat, squeezing. I gasp as panic hits me, then I remember who is holding me and that I trust him with my life, I relax enough to look into his eyes and see fire staring back at me. He is ravenous with need and I won’t dare deny him. He releases his hands from my neck and then brings them up to cradled my face, kissing me again. Then he grabs my hand and presses it against him, through his pants and I begin to rub his cock. I want him so badly, it has been far to long since I had tasted him or felt him slide into me. He once again turns me to face the wall and tears open the middle of the thin leggings I’m wearing under my skirt. I feel his finger pressing into my folds as I moan my approval. His other hand is working to free himself from his pants, then he squares his hips to mine and thrusts into me in one movement. I gasp as I adjust to his size and he waits just a moment before he begins to stroke inside me. Slow and gentle turns to quick and rough as he grabs my hips for leverage. He knows how I like to be fucked and he never disappoints. I push against the wall and try to meet his stokes knowing today is not about my wants, today I’m here for him and in an unsure world that is often beyond our control, I want him to have control over my body and anything happening in that room. His pace becomes furious and I fell him swell within me knowing he is close. After two more thrusts he stills and lays his forehead against my back. I take my hands off the wall, lower my skirt and replace my glasses. Then I turn to look at him and realize we haven’t spoken.
‘I have to go.’ Aidan says with sadness replacing the fire in his eyes.
He kisses me once more before he turns to leave.
‘Count to 10 before you walk out.’
Then he is gone. Until next time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8f97sf/in_the_park_mf
God this has made me so horny! I want to be taken like that so bad right now! Well written and exciting story!
If ever a story brought to mind the words “Wham, bam, thank you ma’am” this is the one, with that 10s warning (and the sadness in his eyes) communicating his thanks. Hot as hell.