An Afternoon at the Park pt 1
Yesterday afternoon was the perfect day to lay out and get some sun. Not too hot, and a slight breeze. I don’t like laying out in my back yard because of the scowls I get from my older neighbor ladies on either side. It’s not my fault that your husbands find all kinds of outdoor projects to do when I’m laying out in my bikini.
I grab my towel, my water bottle, and my oil and head out. I’m going to the far side a the pond that we have in our city park. It’s always quiet there during the week and there is a spot on the far end that goes back into a wooded area. There is a small clearing where I lay out and No one ever goes back there.
On my way around to the other side of the pond, I saw 2 older men fishing. And by older, I mean in their mid-late 70s. There were fishing off the bridge. I stopped and said hi to them before going on my way. They wanted me to come look at all the fish they’d caught that day.
I was reluctant to get out of my car because all I had on was my bikini and a white cover-up that was very thin.
I didn’t want to be rude, and they’re harmless, right?
I got out and went down to the bank to look at their haul from the day. I was bending over to look in their bucket and saw them both staring at my 40DD tits in a tiny bikini top. I just giggled to myself figuring I’d probably just made their day.
I got back in my car and went on about my way. I got to the far end of the pond, grabbed all my stuff and walked back into the clearing. I laid out my blanket, stripped off what little clothes I had on and oiled myself up. I laid back and was relaxing, soaking up the sun. My nipples rock hard from the breeze. I love being naked, especially outside. It’s so freeing and self healing. I had been laying there awhile when I had a feeling I was being watched. I casually sat up, like I was getting a drink of water. Without turning my head, I scanned the area with my eyes. You couldn’t see where my eyes were looking behind my mirrored aviators.
There! I spotted him in the brush. One of the men from the bridge. I could tell he was stroking himself by his arm movement. I decided to act coy, as if I didn’t know I was being watched. I laid back and began fondling my huge tits, pinching and pulling my nipples. I slid my hand down my stomach, past my bellybutton until I found my clit. My pussy felt so smooth and soft from shaving her that morning. I began massaging my clit. I was getting so wet, especially knowing I was being watched. I arched my back and let out a moan of pleasure. I could tell he was jacking of faster the more excited he became. My body was aching to be touched. I had gotten so hot and wet from being watched, that my fingers were not going to do the trick……. I needed a cock!!!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hrd3jv/an_afternoon_at_the_park_1_50f_fmm