Sir took my hand and led me from the restaurant into the night. Instead of heading to the car, he led me left, into a nearby public park.
“Nice night for a stroll.” He said. He talked a bit about the meal and how perhaps we’d go back another time. We came to a bench set back slightly from the path, but still in plain view.
“This will do.” He sat down on the bench. “Present.”
I was startled. It was a public place, there was no one around right now but that didn’t mean that someone couldn’t just come down the path and see us.
“Here? Now?” Sir raised an eyebrow and waited.
With a slight frown I stood directly before him and pulled my crop top shirt down, freeing my breasts and securing my shirt underneath them. Then I held up my skirt and moved my legs apart, presenting my pussy.
I looked back down the path, no one was coming, thank goodness. The cool air made my nipples harden. Sir’s hand found my pussy, and he gently flicked my clit. My hips jerked forward slightly, it was still very sensitive. His fingers slipped between my folds. I was still very very wet.
“Okay. Over my knee.”
I gasped.
“But, now? What if someone sees?!”
I was mortified.
“If someone sees you being spanked, they’ll know what a naughty little slut you’ve become. That just might stop you from asking for things you’re not allowed to ask for. Shall I add extra spanks?” He curled an eyebrow.
I was across his knees in seconds, my bare bottom raised to the night sky.
Between every spank he teased my clit. Telling me what a good slut I was, but such a naughty girl. Perhaps I’d be able to follow rules if someone did see.
When my bottom was sufficiently pink to Sir’s standards, my clit was over sensitive and my pussy was dripping, he slipped a hand under my breast and pinched my nipple.
“Alright. Lesson learned. Up, on your knees at the end of the bench.”
I brightened, knowing it meant he wanted to use me, and scrambled to obey.
Sure enough, I heard his zip and felt the gentle pressure as he put his tip to my pussy.
“Would you like me to fuck you, Pet?”
He teased and I pushed back onto his cock, hoping for more.
“Yes, please, Sir. Please fuck my pussy with your cock.”
He didn’t hesitate and pushed forward, his cock filling my pussy immediately in the most delicious way.
It was then I heard the footsteps, and I froze. Sir kept on pumping my pussy.
“Ah, hello?” It was the pretty waitress from the restaurant. She held our receipt in her hand. She looked intrigued as to what we were doing, her eyes watching as Sir’s cock slid in and out of my pussy. I was mortified, and yet, my pussy clenched around Sir’s cock.
“Hello again, like the view?” Sir smiled at her, pounding into my pussy.
The waitress seemed unsure, but nodded.
“Why don’t you have a seat?” He gestured to the empty stretch of bench at my head. I flushed, she sat.
Sir, unrelenting with his fucking, tapped my bottom.
“Ask her, Pet.”
I remembered in a flash our earlier conversation, and blushed yet again. Embarrassed, I coughed stalling to find the right words. With my pussy hot, I was unsure how to ask.
“I, uh. Would you like me to, uhm, lick your pussy?” I was so embarrassed. My face might have been flaming, but my pussy betrayed how much I wanted this. Sir’s cock thudded away in and out, in and out behind me. He knew. My pussy was sopping. He was enjoying this torture.
“Is that something you would like to do?” She seemed concerned, but had a small smile. Was she eager?
I nodded. Without hesitation she raised her skirt, revealing a smooth pretty pussy. She rearranged her legs, and shifted her hips forward, so I could reach.
I bent down, ass still in the air. Tentatively, I used my tongue to lick gently up her folds, finding her clit. She tasted sweet, a little bit salty. Wet.
Sir tapped my ass, “lick slowly, bottom to top and repeat”. I did as I was told, Sir timed his thrusts so my tongue was at the top when he pounded me, pushing my face firmly into her pussy.
Soon, the pretty waitress was moaning, her hips lifting to meet my face. Her eyes glued to my tongue, watching as I licked her.
Sir tapped my ass again “find her clit with your tongue, and suckle. Do not stop. ” My tongue found her clit, and sure enough I sucked her clit into my mouth, suckling, not letting it go.
Within minutes she was keening, her hips raised and muscles tense, and with a loud moan her body was shaking under me as she came. I was pleased. I had tasted my first pussy and she came. I felt my pussy clench in response.
I didn’t stop suckling, as Sir had not said to. It was becoming hard to concentrate though, Sirs rhythmic pounding felt so good, he was speeding up. I could tell this turned him on, too.
Within minutes she was wriggling again, she was making hot breathy moans. As her orgasm took over her, her body tense and shaking under my tongue, sir slammed into me, cumming himself. As he pulled out, I felt his seed drip down my legs.
He tapped my ass. “Release, and say thank you.”
Obediently I let go of her clit, giving it one last fond lick, as if to say goodbye to my first first clit.
As she rearranged herself I sat up. “Thank you for sharing your pussy with me.”
She nodded, still flustered and recovering. She eyed my breasts, still exposed to the night air.
“But, you didn’t come?” She looked between Sir and I. “Do you not want to come too?” She frowned at me, concerned. My clit twitched.
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