// This is a story legth commission for a redditor that I have just delivered (6200 words). Great client to work with, gave a decent outline to follow and has already started the process for a sequel! Hope you enjoy!
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Sitting in a booth, alone, at a club… this wasn’t how my night was supposed to go.
“Anna why, for fucks sake did I believe you this time?” I whisper to myself as slowly swill my vodka lemonade.
The muffled music from outside the lounge bar has begun to grate on me as I stew. The events of the last few hours lazily drifting through my mind.
“Double date clubbing! Yea fucking right.” I thought to myself.
Looking back I couldn’t believe I had trusted that it would be different this time. Anna promising she wouldn’t get worked up on the dance floor and Stephan promising he would stop her if she did.
“Fucking swingers” I sigh as I allow a smile to creep across my face.
She and Stephan have an open relationship. Which in translation meant going clubbing, having Anna grind against a random guy’s crotch for an hour while stephan rubbed his cock conspicuously through his pants until finally they all jumped into a taxi home to finish the job.
But worst of all was me believing my boyfriend wouldn’t bail at the last possible second for once.
“Sorry Emilly, my clans doing a last minute raid” he’d mumbled this time, not even taking a glance at the pretty white dress I had bought earlier.
If he had he would have seen my plunging neckline, the dress tightening as it hugged into my petite waist and flowed out like a skimpy sundress.
Shifting slightly I tug the hem of my dress down a bit. It was a little shorter than I’m used to and was adamant on riding up to expose more than I’d like.
I continue to swill my glass while absentmindedly glancing about the room. I spot a gathering of girls fawning over a group of three guys up next to the bar. One of the guys is dressed head to toe In what I assume are very expensive designer clothes. The ends of his dreadlocks bouncing off his shoulder blades as he gesticulates his obviously riveting story to the group of nieve doe eyed girls.
“Poor wee things, always falling for the bravado” I sigh to myself before turning back to my solo drinking session.
I had high hopes when I was getting ready a couple of hours ago. I’d taken a bath, washing the sweat off my body from the gym session earlier this morning. I could have showered straight after my session but I really like the feeling of being dirty sometimes. It’s my little secret. I like to go out knowing that only I’m aware that the sweat has slowly dried on my skin and I’m not completely pristine.
Everyone sees me as the epitome of perfection. I make straight A’s at college, always have my hair just right and never leave the house without my makeup done perfectly. I come home, cook dinner for my boyfriend as he plays World or Warcraft with his “boys” and then straight into bed with a good book.
Every now and again if James’ friends call it early I have the pleasure of him sliding into bed and clumsily climbing between my legs. It’s usually over quickly which has become more of a relief than a frustration recently. He likes it one way and one way only. Missionary. Apparently that’s his “kink”… missionary. is. his. fucking. kink.
James often says “I’m glad I found someone like you, you’re just so low maintenance babe”.
Every word in that sentence grates on me as I just smile back at him.
But this, this subtle dirtiness is the one thing I can control. Just this afternoon I was out shopping with Anna trying to pick out something to wear to the club. I’d humoured her as she pulled dress after dress off the rack.
“Oh my god Emily! This one would look so cute on you!” She squealed while holding up a raunchy strapless black dress.
I just smiled and blurted out “looks great!”
I was itching to get into the changing room so I snatched the ridiculous slutty dress out of her hands and headed straight in. I peeled my clothes off and felt the immaculate clean dress slide down over my unwashed skin. It had sent shivers through my body just standing there staring at myself in the mirror.
Looking back it was kind of sad really. Getting wet in a changing room… I guess that’s my life, just a boring girl who likes to be dirty sometimes.
I must have been staring out into space for a few minutes when suddenly I felt an arm slide behind my neck. Turning to my right I find myself face to face with a severely average looking man. He is rapidly balding and almost old enough to be my father. I can smell the cheap liquor on his breath as he grins almost sadistically at me.
“Hi” I spurt out cheerfully while trying not to breathe in his scent through my nose.
“Hey now, what’s a cute girl like you doing sitting all alone at a club?” He drawled. “You look a little out of place here with that pretty white dress, almost like you’re looking for a sugar daddy. Is that what you’d like princess?”
I try to shift my body away from him while maintaining my smile. I let out a nervous laugh. “I’m um I’m just… just waiting for someone actually” I stumble out
I feel him place his hand on my lower thigh while his gaze drifts down to my chest. I’m painfully aware that my breasts are covered by nothing but the fabric of my thin white dress.
“Thanks Anna” I think to myself, annoyed at myself for listening to her.
When I had said no to the tight black dress in favour of a nice white one with a sophisticated plunging neckline she had balked.
“You’re soooooo boring!” She’d moaned. “Okay if you’re going to wear that thing then you’re going braless or you’re staying home!” I knew better than to argue with her and had done as she asked. Anyway, as a modest C cup my breasts were not in too much danger of popping out on the dance floor I’d figured.
The issue now though was that I had a man pushing 40 staring at my nearly exposed breasts. Every movement I made just caused him to stare more hungrily at them as they shifted slightly under the fabric.
His grip was strong as he slowly snaked his hand up my leg.
“Hey um I’m really flattered but I have a boyfriend so…” is all I manage to get out before he slips his hand under my dress and pulls me closer.
“That’s what they all say love” He growls. “Then as soon as I get my hands on them they change their tune”
Looking around frantically I try to make eye contact with someone, anyone. Everyone’s having far too much fun to notice me stuck here being groped by this creep.
I don’t want to make a scene so I stay quiet and close my eyes as I feel his hand sliding between my legs.
“Please” I whisper, praying he will just get up and walk away.
“Hey sis, you okay here?”
Opening my eyes I quickly turn my head and let out a sigh of relief as I see the well dressed man I was looking at earlier. I look up at him pleadingly as I shake my head.
“Alright man I think you’ve gotten lost on your way out of here. It’d be best for everyone if you fuck off” He said firmly.
I feel the hand slide back down away from my legs as the creep pulls away. Finally I let myself breath out as relief floods through my body.
“All yours, she’s frigid anyway” He growls before getting up and stumbling back towards the bar.
I try to gather myself and smile up at the man who’s just saved me from whatever the fuck that guy had planned.
“Thank you” I say quietly.
I take a second to look him over again. I’d say he’s tall, dark and handsome if I was retelling the story to my friends. The reality is though he’s hot, just fucking hot. His dark skin contrasting against his white shirt and his tight black pants leaving nothing to the imagination.
“It’s alright sis, some guys are just douchebags ya know?” He smiles before gesturing at the seat.
I smile up at him and nod. It’ll be nice to have someone to talk to while I finish my drink.
He puts his drink down on my table and sits down next to me still smiling.
“I’m Joey by the way”
“Hi Joey by the way, I’m Emilly” I say before sinking back into my seat cringing at my awkwardness.
He laughs. I know it’s a pity laugh but still, he laughs.
“You’re alright Emily” He chuckles.
Just as I just begin to relax I see him start to reach his hand my way. His eyes are staring straight down at my thighs.
“For fucks sake, out of the frying pan and into the fire I think to myself as I freeze up again. No! I’m not just going to let another guy take advantage of me” I decide.
“Honestly! What is the problem with men like you who…” is all I manage to get out before I feel him gently pull the hem of my dress back down my thigh.
Once he’s done he quickly pulls his hand back “Shit I’m sorry, that was inappropriate. I should’ve just pointed it out” He stumbles. “It’s just, your uh, your underwear were showing and I just thought… Sorry I’ll leave, it was nice to meet you anyway”.
As he begins to stand up I quickly reach out and grab his arm. “No please, sit with me. I just assumed… you know” I blurt out embarrassed by my false accusation.
A smile flashes back across his face as he eagerly sits back down.
Time passes quickly as I get to know my new found friend. I’d picked him as the macho sleazebag type from the first moment I saw him. I couldn’t have been more wrong. He was sweet. He asked about me and my studies and actually fucking listened. I can’t remember the last time a guy actually listened to my ramblings. I switch from subject to subject talking at him unrelentingly just enjoying the feeling of being heard.
He just sits there smiling, every now and again getting another question in that kicks off a new torrent of word vomit out of my mouth.
The entire time I’m rambling along I have my eyes locked on his. They are the eyes of a kind man stuck behind a stubborn veil of masculinity.
Eventually I pause realising I’ve spent the best part of an hour boring this poor guy with my life story. “Oh my god I’m so sorry, I’ve just been talking at you haven’t I? I cry out, putting my hand up to my mouth.
Joey just chuckles. “It’s fine, I like the sound of your voice. He says quietly. Hey um you know we’re at a club and the music’s bangin, do you maybe wanna dance?”.
In an instant I realise what I’ve done. I blush as the reality of the situation sinks in. I’ve just led this guy on for over an hour. I open my mouth to utter the fateful words “I have a boyfriend” but nothing comes out.
“Hey its okay, just thought I’d ask.” He smiles, hiding his disappointment poorly.
“I’d love to!” The words jumping from my lips before I have a chance to stop them.
He just grins before grabbing my hand and leading me through to the dance floor.
The music is deafening as we weave our way through a mass of people bumpong and grinding like a pack of horny animals. Eventually we find a spot right in the middle, packed in by sweaty bodies all around us.
Turning me around he pulls me in close and gently places his large hands on either side of my waist. I let out a small gasp as they wrap around my sides, almost meeting each other in the middle.
He begins swaying with the music, pulling me in close so my ass is pressed firmly against his thigh. I let my body relax into his as tentatively begin to move my hips with his.
“Emily what the fuck are you doing?” I whisper to myself in a half panic.
I feel his right hand release my waist as he reaches up to my hair. Gently pulling it away he exposes the soft skin on my neck. My body betrays me as I tilt my head inviting him to continue.
As I feel his soft lips brush against my skin I let out a small moan that’s lost in the din of the music. He runs his mouth down my neck kissing me softly as he continues to grind his thigh against my ass.
The feeling of his lips on my neck and the pressure of the sweaty bodies compacting around me is driving me crazy. I can feel a tell tale heat growing between my legs.
Reaching down I grab his hand and slowly run it up from my waist along my body until we reach my chest. I hear him suck in a quick breath as his palm slides over my firm breast. I know he can feel my engorged nipple through the thin fabric.
A pulse of pleasure rips through my body as he squeezes down gently on my breast. My mind goes blank as the feeling of being groped publicly on a dirty club dance floor grips me.
He shifts my body across slightly and that’s when I feel it. I let out a deep sound of satisfaction as the outline of his hardened cock slides in between my cheeks. It’s held tightly in place by his pant leg just in the right position to run down the length of my ass and touch my upper thigh.
My body once again takes over, reaching up and behind me I wrap my arms around his neck pulling his face firmly into my own neck. He gets the message and locks his lips onto my skin. Electricity runs down through my body merging into my crotch causing me to tremble as I feel the wetness in my underwear start to form.
I start to press my ass back into his cock, moving in slow circles up and down his length. My underwear disappear further and further between my cheeks as I hungrily try to massage the outline of his thick piece deeper into my body.
Releasing my neck from his lips he moves up to my ear.
“You wanna go get some fresh air?” He breaths.
I instantly feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up as a chill runs through my body.
A voice in my head is pleading with me “Emilly, this has gone too far . If you walk out that door with him there’s no going back”.
“I want to feel dirty” I reply silently to the voice of reason inside.
Turning to face him, I reach up grabbing the back of his head and pull his mouth onto mine. He slides his hands down to my ass and with a firm grip, guides my crotch onto his leg. I feel the outline of his raging erection press against my pussy through the thin material of my dress and underwear.
“Fuck” I groan into his mouth as my legs quiver from the sensation.
I open my mouth and let him explore it with his strong tongue as I grind myself into his cock.
After a few minutes I slowly pull away.
“Yea I think some fresh air would be great” I shout over the music flashing him a cheeky smile.
Joey grins, I can see the hint of something mischievous in his eyes as he grabs my hand firmly and leads me off the dance floor.
Heading for the exit I can feel my head swimming. The 3 vodka lemonades combined with the heat of the dancefloor has left me more than a little tipsy.
Stepping out into the street I feel the chill of the night air against my skin. The moisture between my legs cools suddenly sending a shiver through my body.
Joey notices and puts his arm over my shoulder.
“Where to now sis?” He asks.
“Uh… I um” I stumble out.
Looking around I see the streets are still reasonably busy with people reveling in their night out. A small panic washes over me as the fear of seeing someone I know hit me.
I feel Joey’s hand slide down my back and over my ass. He gently lifts my dress up a few inches teasing the back of my thigh with his fingers.
“I’ll make it easy for you, my place or yours?” He asks gently.
For a second I imagine stumbling back into my apartment with Joey. The look on my boyfriend’s face as I lead this tall hot black guy past him and into our bedroom.
A smile flashes across my face as I quickly gather myself.
“It’s such a nice night, let’s just walk for a bit? I say confidently while smiling at him.
For a brief second a puzzled look crosses Joey’s face before he smiles again “yea bet!” He laughs.
We walk past the lines of people queuing for various bars and clubs. All the while his fingers are still teasing my thigh. Every now and again he brushes the back of his hand up and against my underwear causing a chill of nervous anticipation to run up through my body.
I feel the heat begin to grow again between my legs as we walk. The people on the street slowly filter away as we progress further from the strip. I see Joey reach for his pants and try to covertly adjust himself. My eyes lock onto the outline of his now semi hard penis.
I draw in a sharp breath. I knew it was big when I had it grinding against me in the club but seeing it now, even covered by his straining pants I can’t help but stare hungrily.
I watch as my hand moves on its own, reaching over towards his crotch. It slowly slides down the length of his bulge.
“Emilly what the fuck are you doing?” My mind is screaming, but my body isn’t listening.
Leaning in, Joey quietly speaks into my ear. “Mmmm I bet you wanna get it out don’t ya?”
He turns me to face him, pulling my body into his he presses his lips to mine. I let him kiss me deeply as I feel his cock press against my crotch once again. He pushes me up against the wall and I can feel my pussy practically dripping as his massive cock grinds against my mound.
After a few seconds he pulls his lips from mine and can see an animalistic fire in his eyes.
“I cant wait anymore, I’ve got to fuck you now” He says almost growling.
I open my mouth to protest but nothing comes out. Grabbing my hand he pulls me behind him as I see him heading for the park across the street. I put up no resistance, obediently allowing myself to be led into the darkness.
“Fuck, fuck, what am I doing? I think to myself as I’m pulled further into the dimly lit park.
He leads me down the path for a few seconds before pulling me off towards a nearby tree.
“I… i’m not sure if this is…” I trail off as he leads me out of view and presses my back against the coarse bark of the tree. The rough texture grating through the fabric of my dress.
“Not here, please” I meekly protest as I feel his hand slide up the outside of my thigh.
He presses his body into mine and I feel a surge of anticipation roll through my body. He leans in and whispers into my ear.
“Hey, if you really don’t want this just tell me now. No hard feelings, no problems sis”.
His warm breath on my ear causes me to let out a subtle moan. This is all the permission he needs. Moving his head to my neck he bites down softly into my skin. Moaning again I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in tighter. I feel his hand moving toward the back of my thigh. He continues on, sliding his fingers under my panties and cuping my cheek.
“What if somebody sees?” I whimper quietly.
Joey pulls away so his face is inches from mine.
“Lucky them I guess” he smiles before locking his mouth to mine.
I feel a heat travel down from our lips, it courses through my body until it reaches my now completely soaked pussy.
Joey slides his hand out from my ass and slowly moves across the front on my thigh. Every inch he travels sends pulse after pulse of arousal through my now suffering body. In one sudden movement he slides his hand up to my belly and dives into my underwear. I let out a high pitched moan as his fingers find their mark.
I feel his middle finger slide down the length of my wet slit. It glides expertly over my now enlarged clit causing my legs to shudder in pleasure. Moving down further it comes to rest hovering over the entrance to my pussy, teasing me.
“Are you sure this is what you want baby girl?” He whispers.
I freeze for a second, the implications of what is to come start to wash over me. I feel guilt, shame, apprehension all at once. But another feeling creeps through, a feeling of being wanted, a feeling of being dirty.
I pull his mouth back onto mine and dive my tongue inside.
I feel his finger glide into me with ease as he takes my kiss as approval. The inside walls of my vagina squeeze around his finger as it explores deeper into my body.
“Fuuuuck” I moan into his open mouth.
He slides his finger out and I whimper disappointedly at the sudden feeling of emptiness inside of me.
Suddenly I feel him force himself back inside. I almost collapse as my pussy lips stretch out to accommodate an extra finger. My body shakes like a whore as I whimper “yes” trying desperately to hold back my sounds of pleasure.
He works his strong fingers effortlessly in and out of my dripping pussy as I hold on to his neck for dear life. Burying my face into his chest I let out a muffled cry as he picks up the pace. The wet sounds of my slick pussy being finger fucked breaking though the silence of the park.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna, I’m gonna… I gasp out moments before my body seizes in pleasure. My knees buckle beneath me as wave after wave of ecstasy rip through me. The feeling of my pussy pumping its juices all over Joey’s hand only spurs it on as he braces my body against the tree.
Only as my convulsions slowly begin to dissipate does he slide his fingers out of me. He pulls up to the waistband on my underwear and carefully slides them down.
“I think I’ve warmed you up enough” He whispers as he unbuckles his belt and let’s his pants drop to his ankles.
I glance down and my heart skips a beat as I take in the sight of the fully erect monster in front of me.
He hungrily presses his body into mine and I feel his long hard cock slide up against my stomach. I take in a sharp breath as I realise it reaches well past my belly button.
Before I can utter a word of protest I feel his strong hands reach under my dress and grab my ass on either side. Effortlessly he lifts me up against the tree, my back scratching against the bark once again.
“Wait! No we can’t! Not here please! I frantically stumble out. People might hear us from the path, please!”
“It’s okay sis, you’ll just have to be extra quiet” Joey whispers. His smile is gone, in its place is a look of complete desire.
“James has never looked at me like this” I find myself thinking as I begin to accept my fate.
I feel the head of his cock searching for my pussy as it clumsily slides around in my juices. It finally finds my soaking wet lips, teasing the entrance to my vagina like his finger had before. I bite my lip and close my eyes as I feel him slowly lower my small body onto his engorged penis. My sex stretches as his shaft works its way into me inch by inch.
Serotonin floods into my brain as my body conforms to take in his girth. I let out a slow controlled breath through my pursed lips as I try to stay quiet while his rod probes deeper still into my tight passage.
“Fuck Em girl you’ve got to be the tightest fuck I’ve had” Joey groans as I finally feel his crotch press against my skin.
He holds me there in place as I revel in the feeling of being completely filled by his long thick manhood. I’ve never felt so full in my life, so complete, not an inch of space left inside my body.
“It’s like this cock was custom made for me” I think to myself as I wrap my legs tightly around him.
Joey begins lifting my ass up and down slowly. With every down stroke I feel electricity sparking through my lower body. I dig my fingernails into his shoulders and bite down on my lower lip as I try to stop the deep sensual moans from escaping my mouth.
Suddenly I hear laughing close by. It sounds like a group of men wandering through the park. As the sounds get closer I start to panic.
“Joey, stop! I can hear people, please stop!” I plead as I lean back against the tree still impaled on his erection.
He looks into my eyes and whispers “It’s okay sis, just keep staying quiet”.
He then presses me harder into the tree, pinning me in place.
“No wai…” I start to plead.
Joey pulls back then slams his entire length back into my slick pussy. I let out a half cry before catching myself. His grip on my ass tightens as he spreads me wider with his hands.
I pull one of my arms away and cover my mouth as he starts smashing his cock in and out of me. My legs start quivering violently as a deep pleasure begins raging through me. A muffled squealing sound is escaping my mouth through my hand as I start to lose control of my body.
I can hear the people passing, no more than a few yards from the tree I’m currently being railed against. If they don’t hear my muffled noises I’m sure they will hear the sounds of Joey’s cock churning my juices and his balls slapping into my tight ass.
The feeling of pressure inside me has built to a crescendo, I can feel my stomach muscles start to contract as a frightening orgasm threatens to rock through my body. The walls of my vagina contract around his thick cock and I feel my legs start to fail.
“Fuuuuuuck” I moan out loudly as I ride along the edge of orgasm.
“That’s right baby girl Joey grunts. Tell me what you want, tell me what you need from me”
Without a care for who hears me now my mouth opens as I cry out “I want people to hear me moan, I want them to know I’m a fucking whore!”.
I let out a high pitched cry as he doubles his pace with a new found vigor. His crotch smashing against my pussy heavily with every thrust.
My orgasm starts to break free as finally my body is sent over the edge. My muscles contract violently as my motor control quickly fails. I let out another long crying moan that pierces through the dark.
“Oh fuck that feels so good baby girl, I’m gonna cum Joey moans loudly. Should I pull out?”
I grab a handful of his hair and press my forehead to his.
“No… Fuck. A. Baby. Into. Me.” I breathe each word separately forcing past the orgasm rampaging through every inch of my body.
As if those words were magic I feel his cock pulse inside of me. The first spurt of thick cum shoots out as he pumps a deep stroke into my ruined pussy. The feeling of warm ejaculate hitting the back wall of my vagina sends my still rolling orgasm into overdrive. My legs drop from his hips while my body tilts forward into his. My vision begins to go black as he continues to stroke his erupting cock in and out of me.
Every thrust into my limp body now causing nothing more than a half conscious grunt to escape from my lips. My legs hanging helplessly as he fucks his fertile seed into my body as if I was a fucking sex doll.
Finally he stops thrusting and holds me there, his softening cock still buried to the hilt inside my limp body. I feel his cum leaking out around his cock and can faintly hear it dripping onto the leaves below.
“Fuck girl, that was the hot” Joey struggles out breathing heavilly.
He finally lifts me off his cock and helps me as my weak legs struggle to hold me upright. I can feel a stream of hot sticky cum flowing out of my pussy and down my legs.
“I need more” the voice in my head pleads.
My body has completely taken over. The polite perfect girl from just hours ago has been replaced by this cum hungry whore.
I raise my hand up to my neck and untie the strap of my dress. It falls down exposing my breasts to the cold night air. I hear Joey suck in a sharp breath as he takes in the sight of my rock hard nipples. I slide the dress down over my waist stepping out of it as it his the ground below.
Stepping forward I grab the collar of his designer shirt. Pulling hard I rip it open, buttons dropping to the ground as I expose his toned chest. I pull him in, locking my lips to his. Reaching down between us I take his semi soft cok into hand and begin to stroke him.
“You can’t be serious?” He groans out while another smile flashes across his face.
Pulling back I grab his hand and lead him around to the front of the tree. He puts up a little resistance as I can sense his apprehension.
Just yards from the dimly lit path I turn to face the tree, bending over to expose my swollen cum soaked pussy. I give my ass a little wiggle teasingly.
Joey warilly steps up behind me, I feel his cock brush against my exposed ass. Reaching between my legs I feel the cum still dripping out of me onto my arm. I grab his cock, shivering slightly as I discover he is rock hard again already. I guide the tip up to my opening, sliding it hungilly up my sticky slit. As I press it into my throbbing lips I begin to pant in anticipation.
“More please” I beg quietly.
He doesn’t say a word as I patiently wait for him to take me again. Gradually I feel my lips part as he begins to enter me. My now red hot pussy puts up no resistance as the mixture of cum and my own juices lubricates his advancing shaft.
I feel his hands grab onto my hips as he once again begins to fuck me. I moan as the feeling of being complete again washes over my body.
“Let’s make this quick okay?” Joey whispers, a hint of concern in his voice.
I don’t care though, I want him to fuck me for hours. I want the night to pass and the people to come out for their morning walk. I want them to stop and watch as my body is pounded and my skin is coated in his thick cum.
As Joey picks up the pace of his thrusts I reach my hand back between my legs. A jolt of pleasure hits me as I run my fingers over my clit. It’s completely covered in the cum that’s somehow still running out of me as he slides his cock in and out of my quivering body.
Moving my fingers in rapid circles I quickly feel my body begin to react. The muscles in my vagina are working on their own, begging Joey’s cock deeper into me. My eyes start to roll back as my body continues to jolt and shudder with each Thrust.
Opening my mouth I begin panting like a fucking animal in heat.
“Don’t. Fucking. Stop.” I moan as I feel a pleasure begin pulsing from my clit. I’m now rubbing my pussy furiously as my tongue hangs out of my open mouth which is emitting a continuous meek groan.
“Shit I’m gonna cum again Em!” Joey suddenly groans.
I feel my body seize up as my orgasm bursts through to the surface. Joey’s cock erupts for the second time tonight as my pussy lips tighten around him. He pulls my hips back hard burying his cock deep into me as I let out a fully fledged scream of pleasure. He holds me there emptying his balls into my severely abused cunt.
My hips are bucking as I desperately try to milk every drop of his warm semen into my body. Shuddering, I weakly turn my head to the side.
A grin flashes across my face as I spot a woman with her dog standing 20 feet away from us on the path. She has her phone to her ear as she stares at us in disgust.
“I’ve called the police! She shouts. You should be ashamed of yourselves!”
“Shit, fuck” Joey mutters as he quickly pulls out of me. Having broken the seal I feel the second batch of his warm cum pouring out of me, my thighs now completely glazed with his creamy seed.
I take a moment to enjoy the feeling before straightening up and slowly walking after Joey. Glancing back towards the woman I shoot her a sly smile. Rounding the tree I find him quickly pulling his pants back up to his waist.
“You’re fucking wild girl, where the fuck did that come from”? He asks unable to hide the massive grin on his face.
I ignore him and reach for my dress. It’s completely ruined, the back of it nothing but shredded fabric speckled with tiny stains of blood. I slide it back over my body without bothering to put on my underwear.
Turning to Joey I grab his hand. He stares at me as I guid it under my dress and slide 2 of his fingers along my cum soaked lips. I lift them up and slide my mouth down the length of them savoring the taste of our combined juices.
“We’re doing this again” I say quietly before picking up my clutch and turning back towards the entrance of the park.
“Haha bet!” Joey shouts after me as I walk away reveling in my satisfaction.
Reaching into my clutch I pull out my phone. 5 missed calls from James. Fuck. Still in a fog of ecstasy I unlock my phone and call him back.
“EMILLY, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He screams down the phone. I called Stephan and he said they left hours ago! I’m outside the club, are you still here?”
“I went for a walk sweetie, ill meet you out front of the park” I reply, grinning to myself.
“The fucking park? He sputters. At this time? Anything could have fucking happened to you!”
I burst out laughing at the thought of what HAD happened to me. “Just meet me out front okay?” I giggle before hanging up on him.
As I near the entrance to the park I realise my thighs are still dripping with Joey’s cum. I reach down to wipe it off but stop myself at the last second.
“No… I want to feel dirty” I whisper as I see James’ car pull up in front of me.
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