I spotted him from across the park, and a sudden, inexplicable desire to have him developed inside me. I don’t even know his name – I didn’t need to. All I needed was the feeling of him ramming into me. His toned body, on display for the whole world to see, called to me like no other. Okay – he wasn’t naked, but he had his shirt off. I liked what I saw, and all I could hope is that he liked what I had to offer as well. I imagined his gaze all over me, taking in my eyes that are the colour of honey, my full lips that demand attention, my golden brown hair that’s down to my shoulders, my perky tits and pointed nipples, my shapely hips, and my long legs. I imagined him feeling my lips brush against his cock as he desperately waits for me to wrap them around his length…
It was a hot day, most people had opted for the beach. I took the opportunity to take a walk to the park by the woods to read a book in natural lighting. My book wasn’t exactly PG, it was very erotic and I had hoped nobody would be at the park in the case I got a little too… excited. Unfortunately that wasn’t entirely the case, as there were a few people scattered throughout. I found my spot under a large oak tree, and pulled my book from my bag. Guess I’ll have to tough it out, I thought to myself, a little disappointed that I couldn’t just take care of myself if the need arose – which often did with this particular story.
I sat there and read a few chapters, taking glances occasionally of the life that happened around me. During one of these glances, I spotted **him**. He was taking a jog, shirtless, with wireless earbuds in. His skin glistened, it was a lighter shade of brown. His brows furrowed with his focus, his eyes staying on the ground in front of him. His lips parted as he breathed out, and on his inhale, he made eye contact with me. Then, his eyes lowered and traveled back up again, he shot me a smile, and continued jogging. I was already feeling the heat in my panties from the book, so his smile opened the floodgates. I could feel the wetness of my panties, now grazing against my swollen clit. God, I wanted to cum so badly. I squeezed my thighs together in an attempt to satiate my dripping pussy, but it was unsuccessful. I watched as his dark brown, curly hair bounced with every step he took. I had very few things on my mind, one of them being: should I follow him? Is that weird? I cycled through the scenarios in my mind, and it was obvious my desire was overpowering my rationale.
I felt a hunger I have never experienced before, growing stronger with every swish of his curls. I could only see him from behind, but it was still an amazing view. He was athletic but not beefy, and he had good proportions for a taller guy. He had body hair, but it was sparse and tasteful. I wondered what he looked like without his shorts on, and that thought made the quick decision to stuff my things in my bag and run after him very easy to make. I got up, and started after him. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I had never acted like this before, but I felt ravenous. I was going to get what I needed to fill the emptiness inside of me. I caught up to him, slightly out of breath, and grabbed his arm. He quickly took out his left earbud.
“Can I help you?” He said, his tone ripe with annoyance.
“I- I just… the way you smiled at me, I need to see that smile as you’re fucking me. I know this is direct. I need you inside me and there’s nothing else I can think of right now. Please,” I said. I sounded desperate, begging for him to fuck me without ever actually speaking to him, or even meeting him, prior to this moment.
“Uhhh…. Are you for real?” He asked, with a shocked look on his face. But his growing bulge gave me the courage to continue.
“Listen, there’s people around,” I said, looking over my shoulder. “Let’s go on that path that leads into the forest, and find somewhere more private.” I took his hand and lead him away, feeling so much confidence. He didn’t say anything as we were walking.
When we got there, he looked me in the eyes.
“Are you actually trying to fuck me right now?” He said, his voice breathy and gruff. His arousal was very apparent through his words and his shorts.
“Yes,” I said quickly, my lack of patience apparent. “I have never done this before but I can’t hold back. Take your cock out so I can have you.”
Without a word, he did as I asked. I immediately started salivating. His hard dick stood at attention for me, it was girthy and gorgeous. Better than I could’ve imagined. The area was trimmed and clean, and I couldn’t wait to have it in my mouth.
I knelt down, looking the stranger in the eyes as I placed my lips on the tip of his hard member. He shuddered and moaned, deep and guttural. I felt his hand move to the back of my head, where it gripped a handful of my hair. The pain from the hair pulling was exciting. I felt him push the back of my head in an attempt to get some relief. His cock pulsed against my lips. I stuck my tongue out and licked slowly from base to tip, and I watched as his brows furrowed in concentration. His breathing quickened as I continued to lick all over his dick, not allowing him into my mouth. I wanted him to feel as desperate as I did. My hips were rocking on their own, my whole body begging for him to fill and stretch my pink pussy. His cock was so swollen it almost looked painful, and as I pulled my face away it bounced twice on its own, almost beckoning me to get on. I decided I didn’t need him in my mouth, after all.
I looked him in the eyes again and stood up. I smiled, and he returned it. I finally decided to kiss him, and began to lean in. Before I could reach him he grabbed my face and kissed me with a ferocity I’d never experienced. Our rhythms naturally aligned, and everything just felt *right.* He lifted my dress, and pushed his erection between my legs. His hard cock began to grind against my pussy through my underwear as we continued to make out. We were moaning loudly between breaths, not caring if somebody were to hear us anymore. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at me.
“Turn around. Now.” He said, his voice now raspy and animalistic. I did as he asked.
He began to guide me with a grip on my arm, me still in front of him, until we reached a fallen tree a few feet away. He pushed hard on my upper back, right between my shoulder blades, causing me to fold over the log. The impact sent a shockwave through me, and I opened my legs automatically.
“I can’t believe you’re so fucking wet, you’re dripping through your underwear you fucking slut. I bet you’re just aching for my cock to be in you,” he said as he smacked my ass and gripped it hard. With one violent motion he ripped my underwear off. It hurt as the bands snapped, but I was too horny to focus very long on the stinging. Once again, all I could think about and focus on was getting him inside me, and it felt like it was taking forever.
I felt him staring at my ass and dripping cunt with hunger, and I turned my head around to look at him. Our eyes met, and I felt his hand grab my waist. His grip was harsh as he pulled me in, guiding my entrance to the tip of his pulsating cock. I could feel his pre-cum dripping as the tip brushed against me. The wetness was amazing, and he began to rub up and down my vulva with the head of his dick. My legs were beginning to shake, and I began to push up against him. Our gazes stayed locked onto each other as I felt him start to slip in.
“I can’t fucking take it anymore. I want to fuck the shit out of you until you can’t fucking walk,” he said, breathing into my ear as he entered me. His thrust sending a shiver through my body. As he entered me I moaned, my mind went blank and all I could think was how good it felt to finally have that void in my pussy filled by a stranger. I felt as he rubbed up against my walls, touching my g-spot, and eventually bottoming out at my cervix. As he bottomed out, I felt him pause. I adjusted to his girth as we both enjoyed the feeling of him completely filling me up. The throbs of his cock added to the eroticism of the moment. Suddenly, he pulled back out, and rammed it back into me. My pussy ached for more.
“Fuck me harder,” I moaned, my voice weak. He pushed me into the log as he began to pound into me, filling me whole with each magical stroke of his cock. My pussy twitched and squeezed around him, getting wetter and wetter with every thrust. I pushed back into him, the impact bringing me closer and closer to cumming. He reached around and began toying with my clit as we fucked.
“God I’m gonna cum already!” I said, moaning between each word. My head was spinning, my orgasm about to erupt. He thrust a few more times, and I began to cum. My pussy squeezed him so hard he could barely pull it back out for each stroke, and as I came he began to moan louder. I felt him grip my body tighter, so hard he might leave a bruise. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my face to his, my back now arching like a crescent moon as he continued to force his dick in and out of my tight hole. We barely spoke, just moaning and groaning, fucking like two animals mating. Sweat began to drip down our bodies, the speed and intensity of our sex was working us to the extreme. Our breath now faster, louder, and harder, matching his thrusts deep into me. I began to cum again from only his cock and the breath on my neck. *I’m such a filthy whore,* I thought to myself, *cumming all over a stranger’s cock without even knowing his name.* My thoughts made me cum harder, my juices exploding all over his dick. The extra lubrication allowed him to move faster and smoother, and I began to feel his rhythm quickening.
“I’m gonna cum inside you, you fucking whore. You want my cum deep in you?” He groaned into my ear, my hair still in his fist.
“Yes, yes yes yes yes… please fill me up… I’m your little cum slut….” I moaned in response.
He seemed to like that, as he began thrusting even harder. The pace was so quick I couldn’t even stop cumming before I began to cum again. It was a string of orgasm after orgasm, my head swimming in ecstacy as my pussy was being destroyed. His groans were turning me on so much, knowing that he was enjoying using my tight fuckhole. He then abruptly thrust three times, slower and harder than before, bottoming out in me again. I moaned loudly again as I felt him empty his load. His hot cum flowed into my pussy, and I realized I was being bred by a complete stranger. The thought of being impregnated by a man I don’t even know the name of filled my mind, my body shivering from the thrill. I came again, pushing against him with tiny thrusts as his cock pumped his cum, letting the walls of my tight pussy squeeze and milk all of it out. He squeezed and gripped my ass, pulling me into him as if there was anywhere deeper he could go. We stood there, basking in the feeling of my cum flooded pussy, gripping his throbbing dick until he eventually pulled out. I stood still as his cum flowed out of me, dripping all over the forest floor.
The stranger smacked my ass one last time, before putting his dick back into his shorts, earbuds back in, and jogging away. We never exchanged numbers or even a name. And it’ll stay that way forever; the best, most intoxicating sex I’ve ever had was with a complete stranger, and I fucking loved it.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j83apo/a_primal_instinct_mfstrangerscreampieriskypublic
I wish this could happen to me.
Beautifully written!
Oh my … that is absolutely gorgeous