An evening come in the park

The damp pavement glistens in the suns waning light, and a north wind toys with fallen leaves. The entire world is a melding of ochre, rust, and sienna. The air smells of cold, nutmeg, and damp earth. An after dinner stroll has us passing through a wooded park, picture perfect in its autumn splendor. None of the magic around me is of interest though, all of my attention is fine tuned to the body pressed against mine.

Persistent hands are wandering beneath my coat and sweater, teasing. Lips can’t make up their mind, moving from my mouth and down my neck, then back up again, leaving a trail of of tingles. You pause , both of our breathing heavy, and rest your forehead against mine. Suddenly, you break away. You grab my hand, lock me in a steely gaze filled with heat, and then without a word take off towards a dense stand of trees.

I follow behind you, giggling, the juncture of my thighs already pulsing with need. You back me up into an old oak and my arms instantly wrap around your neck. I burrow both hands into your thick dark hair, tugging you back down to me. I stand on tip toes and bite your bottom lip before fusing your lips to mine once more. You let out deep groan and press your erection into my belly. I reach down and unbuckle your jeans before pushing them out of my way. I break away from the kiss to watch your reaction as I grip you. Your eyes flutter closed as I pump you in my hand, gently massaging your balls with the other .

I take you in, admiring the shadowy crescents your long lashes cast on your cheeks, your Superman curl over your forehead , your full beard and mustache, and your damp, kiss swollen lips before focusing on my goal. I sink to my knees, my thigh highs no barrier to the cold ground, and using the flat of my tongue, lick you from root to tip, before swallowing your length.

I alternate between sucking gently on your sensitive head, licking around the rim with tiny delicate swipes of my tongue, and deep throating you. You are letting out tiny moans under your breath, one hand braced on the tree behind me, and the other gathered in my coffee hued tresses. I am relentless, I know what I want, and what you need, and I’m going to get it. I gather saliva on two of my fingers and slip around to your ass. Working them in gently, I continue to worship your cock with my mouth and begin lightly thrusting into your ass with my small digits. You begin to unravel, gripping my hair harder and roughly fucking my mouth with your cock. I continue my ministrations to your ass and feel you tense up, almost there.

I pop you out of my mouth, drool running down my chin, and look up while rapidly working your dick with my hand. I wait for you to open your eyes, mossy green, hazy with need , and meet your gaze. “ I want you to come for me “ I say in a sotto voice, and rub my thumb across the tear drop opening, smearing precum . Your legs shake, your eyes close again, and a gutteral sound breaks out of your open mouth. I swallow your length just you erupt. Ropes of thick hot come spurt from your girth, filling my mouth faster than I can swallow. I choke a little on your big load, but take everything you give me before resting back on my heels. Meeting your gaze once more, I smile an innocent smile and lick my lips. “ thank you for the come Sir” and start to stand. You help me up, then buckle your belt.

I begin to turn back towards the trail on shaky legs when you pull me back into your chest. You whisper in my ear “ oh no you don’t kitten, now it’s my turn” then spin me around to face the tree. you rip my panties off and push my skirt up over my hips. You finger my drenched pussy, while licking my ass. I’m a puddle of desperate sub almost instantly . I push myself into your hand and face, begging and pleading incoherently . I feel you smirk against my backside before you say “ poor baby, do you need to come ?”

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