Walk In The Park
It was late and yet there were people everywhere. I parked my car in front of the last house on the block and we both got out, no need for jackets. The city skyline was golden in the background as we overlooked Shockoe Bottom, the clubs just now starting to let out below us. As a result, the police were already occupied.
Our intent was to enjoy the slow breeze flowing above Richmond, but our loins had other ideas. We watched singles and couples walk by, one man walking a small dog, as we sat on an empty bench idly talking about nothing in particular. Well, not at first.
The conversation quickly turned sexual when I leaned over to whisper in her ear and my tongue, betraying my lips, began to slide itself effortlessly across her soft skin. Without realizing it, I was thankful that she was wearing a sundress as my fingers lightly danced up her right thigh and caressed her soft center. Her moans started softly as my fingers prodded deeper.
She caught herself and stopped me just as her wetness began to coat my digits. “Let’s go,” she whispered as someone approached from the left, seemingly oblivious to our actions.
We walked back in the direction of my car as we dumbly tried to reinitiate non sexual conversation, but to no avail.
“If only you knew what I wanted to do to you,” I began.
“Well, do it…” That was all she had to say. I stopped her right behind another park bench, slightly away from traffic and took her right there, her soft and supple ass grinding against my jeans as my erection fumbled past the zipper. Again, thank goodness for this sundress, and her with no panties.
I didn’t last but a few moments, and who could blame me? She was wet, and yet so tight, and I couldn’t hold back both my orgasm and my moans, so one had to be sacrificed for the other. I came, spent, and we walked back to my car, giggling as someone jogged around us.
Our intent was to enjoy the slow breeze flowing above Richmond, but our loins had other ideas. We watched singles and couples walk by, one man walking a small dog, as we sat on an empty bench idly talking about nothing in particular. Well, not at first.
The conversation quickly turned sexual when I leaned over to whisper in her ear and my tongue, betraying my lips, began to slide itself effortlessly across her soft skin. Without realizing it, I was thankful that she was wearing a sundress as my fingers lightly danced up her right thigh and caressed her soft center. Her moans started softly as my fingers prodded deeper.
She caught herself and stopped me just as her wetness began to coat my digits. “Let’s go,” she whispered as someone approached from the left, seemingly oblivious to our actions.
We walked back in the direction of my car as we dumbly tried to reinitiate non sexual conversation, but to no avail.
“If only you knew what I wanted to do to you,” I began.
“Well, do it…” That was all she had to say. I stopped her right behind another park bench, slightly away from traffic and took her right there, her soft and supple ass grinding against my jeans as my erection fumbled past the zipper. Again, thank goodness for this sundress, and her with no panties.
I didn’t last but a few moments, and who could blame me? She was wet, and yet so tight, and I couldn’t hold back both my orgasm and my moans, so one had to be sacrificed for the other. I came, spent, and we walked back to my car, giggling as someone jogged around us.
