Prologue
Gen was in a good place, her messy divorce behind her, her ex husband had finally gotten past his issues and the two had worked out a civil, if not warm relationship.
Stuff was good. Stuff was stable. Stuff was better than it had been ages.
Gen was finally able to explore her deepest once hidden desires. Pushing her limits, finding new partners and not bending to the pressures that had bound Gen in her marriage. She frequently found partners in her network of music lovers, pot growers, and artsy photogs. She blissfully bounched from lover to lover, each time pushing her limits a little further each rendezvous. Gen’s FWB network quickly grew and her once limits turned into requirements. She found little satisfaction with safe, traditional sex.
Gen crossed partners off her list who would hesitate to join her on her wild ride to the peak of her sexual reawakening. Gen works her way through her sexual bucket list and eventually works her way up to her riskiest kink.
Gen texts her most recent FWB an address.
It was the local park that had a long nature trail that overlooked a beatiful bluff. She had spent a lot of time scouting out the location for her next conquest. The two meet over lunch, exchanging awkward hellos in the parking lot before hitting the trial for the short hike up to the bluff. Gen carries a red and black plaid blanket with her, hoping she will get to use it for the anticipated romp in the woods. The two lovers get to the top of the trail, looking out over the forest below, the sun directly above them, giving her a rough estimate of how much time she had left before she needs to get back to the office.
The two dont mince words as Gen unfolds the blanket, her lover unsprings his cock, hard from watching Gen’s loose purple cotton skirt disappear between her round cheeks, slight sweat marks filling in the triangle between her cheeks from effort of the hike and the beating down sun. Gen feels her heat pouring out of her pussy, her white cotton thong doing its best to wick moisture from her warm lower lips.
Gen turns around to see her stiff prize hanging in the breeze. She pulls him close, his musk hits her nose as her tongue meets the tip of his cock. Gen pushes his tip past her lips, taking all of his thick meaty cock, sucking him hard and fast. Gen is squatting infront of him, legs spread as she feel the refreshing breeze hit her overheated cunt.
She tastes a drop of precum on her tongue as he pulls her closer, the wide tip of his cock pressing the back of her thoat as she pushes his cock in and out. Gen breaks her seal, and he snaps back to reality. She stands up, pushing her way past her lunch date, telling him she needs a minute to “freshen up” he is in a boner induced hazz and mumbles as he lays down on the soft blanket, feeling her warm spit drying on his now throbbing cock, his orgasm retreating from back down from the brink of eruption.
Gen strafes through the woods, finding a large oak tree to lean against as she lifts her skirt up and pulls her thong down, stepping out of the soaked fabric. Gen release a warm stream of clear pee, she had meant to go before she left the office, but so many people bugged her on her way to the bathroom she actually forgot how badly she had to go until this moment. The stream flows out of her cunt and past her feet in a tiny river. Gen finishes up, pulling a baby wipe out of her purse, giving her sweaty naughty bits a thorough wipe down, knowing they would be in close contact soon.
Gen returns to see her date taking snap chat pics of his hard on with the mountains in the background. She roll her eyes, thinking he was an idiot, but had a great cock and was nice enough. Gen pushes him down to the blanket like a lioness taking down her prey, straddling him with a quick and smooth motion. She pulls her skirt up just enough to snake a hand behind her round ass, grabbing his 8″ of pleasure by the base and guiding it into her wanting wantint pussy. She moana loudly as he pushes into her. He puts one hand on on her supple chest, pulling down the flimsy tank that she was wearing, taking her lacy white B cup bra cup with it. Gen leans back, pulling both tits out, adjusting her bra to sit just under them, holding them in place nicely.
She moves her hips back and forth, grinding her sensitive spots into his steel dick, feeling an intense orgasm build, moved along by his attentive hands, lifting her skirt up, exposing her bare ass to the bluff and causing an eruption of goose bumps to pop.
Gen rides him faster as she feel her walls close in, her breath shortens as his thursts lengthen, her nipples erect as his cock. She lose track of where she are, whats at risk, and what she should be doing instead of fucking this stranger on a busy trail…Gen slams her pussy down on him, immobilized he leans back and stares up at the strong, confident blonde women who was in complete control, the blonde woman that was fucking him very loudly just off a busy trail in a state park.
Gen finally gets there, pushing herself over the ledge, she explodes with the strongest orgasm she has had in years, dripping clear slick fluid over him as she digs her nails into his shoulders, feeling him paint her walls white from the inside. Her own orgasm washing his well timed explosion out of her swollen cunt. She holds her position, his cock burried in her cunt, her ass hanging out of her skirt, and her perky tits exposed enjoying the cool breeze. Gen is drug back to reality by the sounds of an officer clearing her throat loudly and angrily.
She was pretty enough, taller than Gen, and even in her baggy uniform you could tell she was inshape. She could probably squat more than Gen weighed. The officer slowly pulls off her mirrored aviator sunglasses, revealing a badly blacken eye. “Oh wow, that looks bad, did a criminal do that to you?” Gen asks, still sitting on top of herr FWB, his cock softened in her hot, cum drenched slit.
She looks you in the eye, never looking away. “Actually my husband did it. Right before he took off to fuck some blonde slut in the park.”
Her stomach drops, she is frozen. Does she get of her husband? Did she seriously not remember to put her tits away? Should she act shocked he is married? Does she know your fucking? The officer answers a lot of questions, holding up the thong she left by your tree potty. “Ill add littering to your rap sheet. Its going to be a good one. The boys in evidence always like a good set of whores panties.” The officer was being so harsh, so judgemental, but Gen did currently have her husband inside her. She slowly puts her breasts away, sheepishly sliding off the cheating abusive husband, feeling a rush of cum drop out of her. Gen blushes as she picks the thong off the officers extended finger, sliding it under her skirt, and up over her seeping slit.
Its a dead silent ride to the station. He sits up front, which she finds odd, but it gives her a ray of hope as she sees them hold hands on the way. She get to the station and are booked in, meeting with a judge right away, going over the possible outcomes with the provided attorney. Gen is given a choice of going to court or taking a plea deal. No jail, no sex offenders list, but forced community service, and at least 2 years of documeted Sex Addicts Anonymous (SAA) meetins. Gen take her medicine and goes with the plea deal, finding a SAA group that met close by, filling her Wednesday nights for the foreseeable future.
She is shaking as she walks into the smoky room, the venue is a back room in a local pool hall. No churches open their doors for SAA… she takes a seat and listens to all the members speak, thinking “fucking amatures” through most the stories. Finally her attention is caught as she sees a tall man, in a well fitting suit walk in and go straight to the podium.
“Hi, my name is Tom, and i am a sex addict.”
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