***Prelude:*** hi I’m June. I’m a 24 y.o recent college grad. At 5’1” and 110 pounds, I’m pretty short and I kind of lean into the whole dorky, nerd girl thing. Think: backpack, jeans and chuck taylors, with black-rimmed glasses; the girl you see at the coffee shop or on the bus, rushing between school and work. No one’s idea of a supermodel and I don’t try to compete with the prettier girls or act like I’m hot IRL. But secretly, without anyone knowing except my roommate, I’m actually a big ole bi-sexual hedonist who thinks about sex, sex, sex all day long. I usually spend time every day on Reddit reading erotica, I dirty talk with strangers on messaging services and I visit hookup sites looking for NSA good time. I started on craigslist casual connections and I kept at it, even when it disappeared. This is the first story I’m putting on here so please forgive me if it’s boring or drags on a bit.
So true story right? Early last March things were starting to look pretty bad for my future prospects of casual hookups. COVID-19 was spreading on the west coast and NYC and it felt like it was just a matter of time before it started spreading where I lived. Everyone online was talking about how Europe was under a curfew, that the virus has up to a 3 week incubation period and seeing friends, family, co-workers (and by extension, hookups) will have to be put on hiatus, potentially as long as 18-months. At the time, no one knew for sure what the people in charge were going to do. When I heard from a co-worker that the grade schools had sent everyone home indefinitely, I could see the writing on the wall.
Despite having the same libido I’ve had since I was 13, I didn’t (and still don’t) have much of an active dating life. I’ll spare you the details bc they are long and messy and not relevant to the story. Just know I’ve generally avoided dating and making friends since turning 21 and kept to myself and a few friends I’ve known since high school.
So back to March 2020: I’m talking every so often to 4 guys I had met on DL. The youngest one (21) I had just started talking to maybe a week or two before now, the other three were holdovers from the previous fall. It’s the usual spiel you get from casual hookup sites: Everything sounds great at first, everyone wants to see pics, trade videos, dirty talk. Everyone is willing to drop everything to meet. “Girl you so beautiful, the things I would do to you…”blah blah blah. But of course, almost everyone chickens out at the last second, doesn’t show up or makes an excuse why they can’t come. It’s not all bad: things progress as far as meeting up IRL about 1 out of 10 times, and out of those 10, maybe 5 are worth hooking up with. Even if we never meet, dirty talking online is enough to get me off sometimes, so its never a total waste.
So despite bailing in the past, I’m still talking to all four of them, keeping in touch, vaguely holding them to “someday” while not really ever expecting it to happen. Well, it’s a few days before everything is about to shut down. Boss tells me to stay home until further notice the night before. It’s Friday afternoon and this might be my last chance to get some for a while. So I text all four guys at the same time. I say “hey you. So it looks like everything is going to hit the fan soon. I’ll be at XX park from noon to 3 PM. If you’re serious about getting your dick sucked, cum meet me at the winding trail in the back”. That’s verbatim btw, reading the texts now its actually pretty crazy I was so forward with them.
XX Park (redacted for privacy) is this big, 2,000 acre park right on the outskirts of the city and about 10 minutes from where I work. Dozens of trails lead through the woods, careening through valleys, gazebos, and eventually lead to a public pool. I’ve been hiking around in XX since I was a kid and spent some of my best high school partying days in those woods, smoking and drinking with friends. So I know where there are safe places to hook up. And three of these guys are local so they know the park and know where I’m talking about. I used to tell some of them how I sucked dick on those trails all the time in high school and how fucking in the woods was always a big turn on…you get the idea.
So it’s March, right as everyone is panic buying, it’s still kind of cold still. I’m certain very few regular visitors will be at the park. Hell, even if it was a sunny day in June there are nooks and crannies in that park where you could have an orgy broadcasted by a speaker set and the main area where people go hiking wouldn’t hear you. So I’m pretty confident I can pull this off. Even if no one shows up, I’ve resolved myself to go out there and play with myself on this big boulder where I used to drink with friends in high school and where I first sucked off my best guy friend. I often think back to that event and get really excited. I’ve even gone back there before and played with myself, thinking of that day. So i know the area like the back of my hand.
So (naturally) all four guys are like “I’ll be there!” which is of course not happening. The way I look at it though, even if one shows up it’s a party and I can finally hook up and get a nice lady nut off before everything locks down. So I tell them which parking lot to go to, which trail I’ll be on, etcetera. It’s about 10 minutes from the parking lot, up a big hill and through the woods. About 20 feet off the main trail is this boulder that overlooks a steep drop on the hill. It’s covered in graffiti, with cigarette butts and old beer cans strewn about. On the way in I see a real faded condom wrapper and I start getting wet to the idea of people fucking back here still.
I bring a book and a small bottle of Jameson whiskey to pass the time. I’m there about 10 minutes when one of the guys, let’s call him DJ, texts me, saying he went into the wrong entrance but he’s in the park and will be there soon but he only has like an hour. Nice! It’s still too soon to get excited: He could just be lying but hey, maybe he will show up this time. DJ is the oldest of the four, as he’s TOLD me he is 31 in previous messages. But the pics he had sent me made him look younger and fuckable and TBH I’ve never had a problem with older guys, so long as they aren’t old enough to be my grandparents and are halfway sexy. I got a little buzz going from the whiskey, I’m excited at even the prospect of this going down, I’m ready for fun.
I start watching porn on my phone to get a little warmed up but I only get a few minutes in when I hear some branches and leaves rustling by the trail and look up to see someone coming up the hill and making a bee-line towards me. At first, I’m a little worried it’s just some rando coming over the hang out at the boulder, there to clit-block me but he starts waving once he sees me. It’s “Devon”, the 21 y.o college student and definitely the hottest of the four. He’s wearing a heavy winter coat but I can tell it’s him from his big dumb smile and shaggy blonde hair peeping out of his winter hat. He’s about 5’9”, wearing hiking boots, cargo pants, and carrying a backpack. His pictures make him look pretty skinny, but he is still very fuckable. While I don’t have a problem hooking up with older guys, I definitely have a thing for guys younger than me too (so long as they are legal).
He sits down and my heart is racing so fast, I’m so nervous actually meeting him, realizing that this is really happening. We talk for a few minutes and he tells me he’s sorry he didn’t text me when he got here but he actually lives a few blocks away from the main entrance of the park and jogs here all the time and that he wanted to surprise me. I playfully ask if he was hoping to see me sucking someone else off and he smiles, blushing a little bit. “No” he says “but I guess I wanted to make sure you were real first and actually who you said you were”. I can relate, I’m also relieved that Devon is really who he says he is. I’ve had guys I’ve met on DL before show up completely lying about who they are: Once a “30” year old dude was coming to meet me and when he showed up he looked closer to 60. I had to pretend I was someone else, even though I was wearing and standing exactly where I said I would to get out of the situation. Another time, I was meeting up with a woman, a 30-year old school teacher who looked like the sweetest, nicest blonde-haired angel you’ve ever met. Too bad she showed up with her out-of-shape husband. Turns out I’d been talking to him this whole time and he had been looking to have a three-way and figured I would be fine with it since I’m Bi. His wife clearly didn’t look happy to be there though and was practically begging with her eyes to please leave. Now I’m not a sociologist but I’m pretty sure she wasn’t interested in women. It sucks too because she looked like such a femme cutie, I almost thought about going along with it at first, having fantasized about riding her face for the past few days. But in the end, I had to decline, making up some excuse about why I had to leave,
“Devon”, if anything, was under-selling what he had going on. Skip the boring stuff and he’s making out with me, the front of his pants starting to pitch upwards at me, throbbing underneath his pants. My legs are shaking but in excitement, this is it, I am really doing it. He asks if we can go back to his house and I remember DJ might still be coming. I say I cant, playfully between kisses teasing him that I never go home with a guy on the first date. We keep making out and after a few minutes of him nervously rubbing my back, he starts to put his hand between my thighs, rubbing the inside of my blue track pants while he excitedly probes my mouth with his tongue. He’s a bit of a sloppy kisser but forceful and passionate. I start to rub the bulge in his pants and start playing with his belt. I’m already getting so wet and the combination of horniness, nervousness and excitedness have me ready to go. He asks if it’s really safe to do it here, asking if I’m clean (STD-wise) and I say everything is fine and yes I’m clean. I ask if he’d rather get a handjob or a blowjob and he picks the former.
So he’s leaning against the edge of the boulder while I get up, crouch onto my haunches and unbuckle his pants. He helps with the belt and pulls the waistband down. The smell of his cock immediately floods my nostrils and I get even wetter looking at his hairy, sweaty cock. His dick actually looks smaller than the pictures (about 5 inches, circumcised) but I’m no size queen so I start to move in, gliding my fingernails up the shaft and rubbing the pre-cum on his head as i rest my one hand on his pants. I tell him to keep an eye towards the trail and take the plunge, immediately trying to deep throating him. It doesnt work great, as its still mostly dry and he winces and moves around a bit but after a few seconds of spit and sucking I get into a good groove, and he settles down and lets me get on with it. He must have come straight from home because his cock tasted like Irish Spring soap, which was kind of a turn-off but his pubes smelled heavenly, like a dirty, sweaty fuck boy. No matter how recently a guy has showered, if he’s got long pubes, it’s going to smell like dirty cock.
I hear my phone vibrate in my bag but at this point, I don’t care: I assume it’s either some app notification or DJ texting me, saying he was close. I figured I didn’t have to rush and check it, besides I didn’t want to ruin the mood. This hot college kid has his dirty cock in my mouth, the first cock I’ve sucked in a month. Im not slowing down for a message on my phone. A minute or so in and Devon is really getting into it, rubbing his fingers in my hair, grabbing my short brown hair that’s in a small ponytail and he starts playfully yanking on it, slow at first but harder as I bob back and forth on his cock. He starts calling me a slut and this gets me even more excited (I told him before that I get really horny when guys do that: Im happy he remembered). I’m pulling out all the tricks for Devon: The deepthroat, bobbing back and forth with no hands, sliding my tongue under his shaft and out of my mouth, caressing his balls as I suck his head, moaning, staring up at him like he has the biggest cock I’ve ever sucked. He keeps looking back and forth between me and the trail but the way he’s sucking his teeth, I can tell he’s enjoying himself.
I stand up, his hard cock still in my left hand and pull my track pants and pink panties down, doing it slowly and seductively, sticking my tongue out in a funny, faux-serious striptease. I tell him he can touch it and he gladly welcomes the chance, first rubbing his palm against my ass cheeks then sliding his pointer finger against my wet lips, his thumb looking for my clit while I grind on his hand, jerking his cock with my free hand. I have a pretty small ass but its cute in its own way. Devon is feeling pretty good about it, slowly sliding his fingers between my legs, at one point pulling his fingers back and licking them. At this point, I have to stop myself from fucking this dude without a condom. I want to so bad but I said i’d be here till 3 and I cant have cum dripping out of me all afternoon.
After a minute of this, I pull my pants back up to cup my little ass, and get back down, this time jerking him off with one hand while I play with myself, rubbing my legs together to get my pussy even wetter while I double my efforts to get Devon to cum. He’s moaning, calling me sexy, saying he wants to fuck me between deep breaths. I let go of his cock to let him fuck my throat but he just looks at me confused. I have to grab his one hand and put it on my head, and with this gesture, he gets it and starts slowly pumping his dick deep into my mouth. We only do that for a few seconds because I have a really hard time deep-throating (even five-inch cocks can be difficult) but It’s definitely the sexiest part to me of our whole exchange, so I wanted to include it here for posterity. After another minute or so, he pulls his cock out of my mouth, starts jerking it really hard for about half a minute and asks if he can cum in my mouth. I open my mouth and he jams it back in, this time cupping the back of my head and sorta half hugging my face. Immediately I taste his warm, slimy cum squirt into my mouth as he moans, his arms around my head shaking. Every rope of his jizz is hitting my tongue, its bitterness making me gag a little as I try and swallow it, while I think how hot it is this is happening outside. I start trying to swallow it all but there’s a lot coming out and at the angle he was hugging my face makes it really hard to swallow it all and some starts running down my chin, onto my pants and on the ground.
He pulls his softening cock out of my mouth and I rub the leftover cum and spit off my mouth and chin while he buckles his pants. I tell him it’s a shame to waste any of it but he’s just saying thank you, thank you, thank you between deep breaths. Before I can even get up though, Devon says “yo, what the fuck was that?”. I stand up and say “what” but he’s just staring at the direction of the trail. I get up and pull my track pants up while Devon sorta bends down, trying to look between the trees. I get a sort of sinking feeling, remembering DJ and I go to check my phone. Three texts and a missed call. Shit. I start to talk again but this time Devon SSSHHH’s me, grabbing my hand as if he’s protecting me from a bear. I start to tell him about DJ, that it’s probably just him. Looking at his face, I could see all the blood rushing away from his cheeks, his hazy, happy cum face replaced with a furrowed brow and a taste of contempt as he talked. The way he looked at me was something I’d seen from guys before: one of disgust and contempt for a slut. And not in the good way.
….and this is where I’ll stop for now. I’ll try to load the second half later or tomorrow morning. Hope you guys liked it. The second half is not nearly as posi-core as this was, just so you know. I’m going to try and load a few stories every week from now on. You’ve all been so good to write stories that I’ve been creeping on for a few weeks, seems only fair that I should contribute as well. Any questions or critiques are welcome and feel free to mention them in the comments. I’m new to this so any constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated. Check back later to see what happens next in part two. Thanks for reading.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/m7wyic/me_24_f_hooking_up_outside_with_right_before