0 comments/ 12389 views/ 0 favorites The Park, At Night Ch. 01 By: Krystal Kisses This story was written by my friend, "Handcuffs". The history between him and I isn't very long, but very strong. Our conversations that started with innocent flirting, have turned into full fledged scenes of naughty forbidden lust. This story is the first in a series that he wrote me. The rest of the parts will come soon along with many more stories written by either myself, him or together. These stories are an insight to our secret, deep, and sometimes dark fantasies we have developed over time online. Enjoy!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You've been off work for several hours, sitting at home bored out of your mind since your boyfriend's been out of town for the week on a trip with his family. You wanted to go, but couldn't because you couldn't get out of work. Sitting on the couch flipping through the channels you look over at the clock on the wall: 9:47pm. A glance out the window tells you the sun has just gone down, with the street lights flickering on and the stars coming out to play. Finally giving up on finding anything interesting to do, you lift your sweatpants/tee shirt clad body off the couch and start to head towards your bedroom when the sudden ringing of your cell phone makes you jump. Your heart begins to beat faster and your head spins as you notice the id on the phone screen: HC. Our secret little code for if I call you and your b/f sees the name before you. With hands shaking from nervousness/excitement, you answer the phone with a quivering voice. My deep, serious sounding words come across the phone and move you to the bone. With that commanding tone you're all too familiar with, I give you a set of instructions. You're to get dresses in an outfit of my choosing, get in your car, and meet me in a park a few blocks from your place. Your heart sinks at the forbidden possibilities. A meeting in public? So late at night? In the dark? And the outfit I told you to wear? A white blouse with no bra underneath with the buttons undone at least halfway down the front of the shirt and the bottom tied off to expose your smooth, flat stomach. Your hair pulled back in a pair of tight, teasing little-girl pig tails. A tight, black sweater open down the front to show off the over-exposure of skin through your open blouse. And below that? A loose fitting skirt, one that goes down at least to the top of your knees, with a pair of bright red, full bottomed panties. The butterflies attacking the inner lining of your stomach pick up speed and force as you move around your room, stripping naked and putting on the clothing, modifying each piece to fit my specific instructions. Slipping your bare feet into a pair of brown sandals, you grab your keys and head out, getting into your car and driving to the park. By the time you get there and find a parking spot, the sun is completely down and a full moon is just coming over the tree line. You look around nervously, seeing as how this park has a reputation for being a hotspot for trouble. Gang bangers, druggies, muggings. Just last December a woman was rapped by a gang of 17 year olds in the very parking lot you just locked your car in. Walking down the wet, dark path in the middle of the grass towards the area I told you to meet me, you jump and look at every sound around you. To your left you see a bunch of kids sitting on a park table, passing around what can only be a joint, laughing and swearing. One of the girls in the group looks your way and gives you an evil eye before taking a drag and laughing again. To your right you see a pair of teens, boy and girl, sitting on a bench under a tree, hands all over each other as they kiss and move on the bench. As you head further into the park towards our rendezvous, the trees and bushes get heavier and the night gets a bit darker, as most of the park lights in this area have been broken out here or there. The sounds of the kids on the table get lighter and lighter and the sounds you alone make become almost deafening. The sounds of your feet on the path, your own heavy breath. The beating of your heart faster and faster. The night air feels cool on your exposed upper chest and stomach and your hard nipples scratch against the inside of your blouse making them even harder. "Well, hello there little one". The voice coming from behind the bush to your left causes you to jump and almost scream out loud. As you quickly spin around to face the bush, your loose fitting skirt spins around your upper thighs, spreading out a bit and exposing your upper legs. Just as you start to reel back from the bush, I step from the shadows reaching out and taking hold of you by your arm. Pulling you towards me as I step back into the darkness behind the bush, your shivering, warm body almost goes limp in my strong grip. Behind the back of the bushes off the small trail you were just on, you notice in the dark a large park table with benches behind us, where I've been sitting waiting for you to arrive. Pulling you close to me as I spin you around, placing your back towards the table, I hold both your arms and I tug you closer to me, your full, braless breasts pressing firmly into my chest. The large, tight bulge that's been growing in my jeans is easily felt against your hip as I lean in; pressing my mouth to yours and moaning deeply while my warm, strong tongue pushed passed your lips, into your mouth. Our tongues dance around a bit as I thrust mine deeper and deeper into your mouth, tongue fucking your lips as I move us back more until you feel the cool edge of the table pressing against your ass. Pulling away from your kiss as spittle slaps against your lips and chin, I push your body back all the way so that you're practically sitting on the edge of the table. Letting go of your arms, I move my hands down to the front of your shirt as you feel my large, rough hands grabbing at your breasts, molesting them through our blouse and feeling your hard nipple poking into my palms. Moving my fingers around on your full mounds, you moan loudly as I trap the nipples between my fingers and start to squeeze and twist them. The sounds of other people moving around us in the dark gives you a scare and you start to look around and try to back away from me more. This only makes me squeeze them harder, holding you in place by your stiff nubs. You bite your lower lip to keep from crying out and grip the sides of the table as I lean into your ear whispering, "Lean back...All the way back...Now...slut." With wide, fearful eyes, you nod your head yes and lean until you're all the way on your back on the table, you pigtails framing your worried face, your large, stiff nipples poking lewdly from the front of your shirt, and your bare legs hanging off the edge of the table, bent at the knees. Standing directly between them, you feel me nudge my body even more between your legs, spreading them to the edge of the skirt. Not looking down, you feel my warm hands sliding up the sides of your legs until my fingers run into the material of your skirt. You then make fists into the table top as you feel the fingers gripping the bottom of the skirt and start to wedge up over your bent knees and up your thighs. Going as far as I can with you sitting on the back of it, I let go of the skirt and grab your legs, bringing them up so that your knees are at my sides. "Hold them there slut, squeeze them in place", I growl down at you as I feel you tighten your legs around me, causing your ass to flex and your hips to push up, lifting your lower half off the table top. With your body like this I have no problem hiking your skirt up the rest of the way until it's bunched up at your hips, AND grabbing the sides of your panties and pulling them off your ass quick and hard. Your body jerks on the table and you let loose a small cry from the surprise as I take your legs down off my body and your bare ass rests on the cold table top. Taking your panties in both hands, I step back as I start to pull them down both your legs, but suddenly stopping at your ankles and keeping them there. Never having felt so exposed in your life (half naked in the middle of a park, lying on a table with your skirt up over your hips and your panties pulled down), your body starts to shake more, harder this time as your head frantically moves from side to side, praying no one hears or comes along. Stepping back more, I move your legs together tightly, so that every inch of skin on your inner legs, from your upper thighs to your calves and ankles, is touching. With the panties I've pulled down your smooth, tan legs at your feet, I grab a large portion of the material and twist it several times until it's tight as a knot, like I've just tied your feet together at the ankles with your own panties. Still holding the knotted up panties, I lift with my right hand, straightening your legs upwards so that your feet are pointed right up at the stars. This is even more exposing as now your bare ass and the lips of your full, bald mound squeeze out between the backs of your inner thighs for all to see. What you can't see, however, is that with my left hand I've undone the front of my jeans and pulled my hard, throbbing cock out. Moving my body closer to yours, the backs of your pressed together legs push into the front of my chest, I guide the head of my cock forward until your eyes shoot wide with shock and your body tenses when you feel the cockhead pushing against your lips. With your legs pressed together like they are, it causes your cunt to feel extra tight, like I'm pushing my head inside for the first time. Grunting a little louder than I should, I lean in with my hips, forcing my thick meat further inside your shivering pussy as you look up at me, around you, and back in a panicked...please god no. To Be Continued... The Park, At Night Ch. 02 This story was written by my friend, "Handcuffs". This is part 2 and won't make much since if you don't go back and read part 1. Part 3 is on its way too! Also we'd love to hear some feedback so, comment away! Enjoy!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When we last left off... Moving my body closer to yours, the backs of your pressed together legs push into the front of my chest, I guide the head of my cock forward until your eyes shoot wide with shock and your body tenses when you feel the cockhead pushing against your lips. With your legs pressed together like they are, it causes your cunt to feel extra tight, like I'm pushing my head inside for the first time. Grunting a little louder than I should, I lean in with my hips, forcing my thick meat further inside your shivering pussy as you look up at me, around you, and back in a panicked...please god no. Looking down at you, loving the way your face looks; that combination of fear and lust, fright and hunger. With my left hand at the base of my cock with my fingers wrapped around the skin, feeling my own pubic hairs against my palm, I hold it steady as I give a short, hard jerk with my hips and you arch your back and throw your head back. Slapping your eyes shut as the large, mushroomed head of my dick pushes passed your clinched pussy lips and plops inside you. Instantly I can feel how wet you already are. Regardless of how nervous or scarred you might be, your body now reacts on its own, despite what you might think you're feeling. And right then it's telling me how much you want this. How much, deep down inside, you crave this; the forbidden, the taboo. My right hand is still at the back of your ankles. My fingers holding tightly to the wadded up mess of underpants that are wrapped tightly around your feet, like bull rope. Your legs outstretched upwards and pressed tightly together rest against the right side of my chest, with both your calves leaning against my right shoulder. This gives me a perfect view of the rest of your body laid out before me on the table. The left hand of mine that was holding my cock I move off from my crotch area and bring it around to grip your upper, right hip. As I slowly start to work my shaft, inch by thick inch, into your wet opening, an opening that's still pressed so tightly together by the way I'm holding your legs. I have to push even harder than usual and can feel the pulling of my dick skin around the shaft, even though your inner walls are already soaking wet. Between breathless grunt and quiet moans as I push, I look down at you and whisper. "Open your shirt...hmmm...pull it open for me." Looking around nervously again, between instances of closing your eyes and biting down hard on your lower lip as you feel my cock forcing its way inside your overly tight opening, you nod your head yes and reach up with shaky hands, almost unable to undue the buttons as your body clinches and jerks from the pain/pleasure of me slipping into you. It's a feeling you haven't felt since your first time with a boy trying to push his way inside your young pussy. Barely able to think straight, truly not wanting to make yourself any more exposed than you already are, but at the same time knowing how you cant say no. That I won't let you say no. Finally you're able to get the last button undone and just as you pull both your blouse and the black sweater apart to reveal your full naked breasts, I suddenly push my body forward, fast and almost violent, as the rest of my cock slips all the way inside you, until my pubic hairs are against the underside of your nude ass and upper/back legs. When I do this, several things happen: First, your whole body is pushed back a good couple of inches on the table, which of course causes your now fully exposed tits to bounce up and down like a pair of beach balls, beautiful little beach balls. Also, the sudden unexpected jolt of having my fat manliness jammed into your closed pussy gives you cause to throw your head back again and let out a small, but audible yelp as your fists pull open your blouse/sweeter so fast there's a slight ripping sound. I can feel your legs tense up and jerk, almost kicking against my chest and shoulder but I hold fast, keeping a good grip on the knotted up panties and keeping you in place. Keeping that hand there, and my left one on your right hip as my fingers dig into your smooth skin around your pubic area, I slide my hips back as my slick, drenched cock starts to slide out again. From this movement alone your whole body reacts, writhing about on the table, your hips trying to move away from mine, your chest heaving up and down so fast your full tits are bouncing all on their own. Pulling back until just before I can feel the enlarged head of my dick start to slide out of you, I push back in again, a bit harder this time, so much so that when my hips hit the back of your legs/ass there's a semi-loud slap sounds that echoes around us in the dark bushes. I do this again, and again, until I've got a good pace going of sliding my cock back and forth, hitting my hips into your ass as I start really fucking you, there out in the open on a cool night in the park. Looking down at you I can see how hard it is for you not to scream out or start grunting your heart out. Your eyes are closed tightly and your bottom lip is held firmly under your upper row of teeth. Your clinched hands are still holding onto your blouse/sweater combo, stretching the poor material to its limits. Unable to keep my eyes off your wonderful breasts as they bounce lewdly up and down on your naked upper body, able to see perfectly the round outline of your hard nipples in the bright moonlight. Losing myself in all of this; the sight of you, the look on your face, the way your tits dance in the moonlight before me, I begin to loose myself in you, in the moment. Picking up speed and force, I begin to really slam my cock into you, working your still tightly held together labia and jerking your body up and down on the cold hard wood of the table. The sounds of your ass hitting my hips gets louder still, to the point where you can actually hear it over the sounds of your own muffled grunts and the hard, deep breathing through your nose. Opening your eyes and looking up at me, you act as though your about to ask me to slow down, or go at it a bit quieter. But as you take in the expression on my face, you stop yourself. You've seen that look in my eyes before, that lust, that animal like hunger. You know that nothing is going to stop me from fucking your brains out right there and now. You putting your head back on the table as the almost childlike pigtails bounce just as freely as your tits do around your face. Finally letting go of your blouse, your hands fall to your chest, taking a breast in each hand and squeezing it firmly as they move on top of you. Closing your eyes again and starting to lose yourself in the moment, finally allowing yourself to relax a little to try and just enjoy what's happening, you almost miss the fact that I'm starting to slow down my pace and loosen up the force of my thrusts. Suddenly I yank my hips back, jerking my cock all the way out of you with an almost audible PLOP! Gasping and looking up at me with an almost worried face, you can feel in the cool night air, warm, sticky juices dripping out of the bottom of your pussy and down the thin line between your ass cheeks. Letting go of your breasts, you look up at me with a questioned look. Not doing anything to conceal my rock hard dick jetting straight out of the front of my jeans, I let go of your legs and let them down gently in front of me as I move back. Reaching down to your body, I take your two hands off your breasts and grip them tightly in mine as I pull upwards, straightening your arms out and lifting your back up off the table. With this movement I position you upright as your bare ass still sits on the corner of the tabletop and you look at me face to face. At first you're not sure what you're to do. Do you kiss me, is that what I want? Do you drop to your knees on the grass around the table and take me in your mouth? I answer your silent questions by taking you by your upper arms and pulling you up off the table onto your feet. Standing a little off balance since the knotted up pair of panties are still holding your ankles tightly together, I spin you around until your back is to me, you pigtails spinning as they frame your beautiful face. With your body now completely turned around, you're facing the table, I lean closer into you, as you feel through your skirt (which, at this point, has fallen back down to cover your ass and upper legs) the length of my shaft, upright and hard, wedging between your cheeks as the weight of my body pushes your slender hips into the edge of the table top. Just as my hands start to move back a bit off your arms, to a position where I can push you forward and lean you over the table, a sound catches both our attentions. At the same time we both turn our heads to the left to see where the small snapping sounds were coming from. It almost sounded like a small twig or branch being stepped. It's then that we see her. It's the same girl you saw smoking pot on the other table you walked by to get to me, no longer the evil look in her eyes. Behind her are the sounds of car doors shutting and people saying their goodbyes. She is alone, having told her friends she could just cut across the park to get home, and in doing so has stumbled onto our torrid scene. We, all three of us, stand there, frozen for what seems like an eternity, no one saying a word. The girl is very cute and young looking, couldn't be much older then 18, possibly still in high school. Her shoulder length brownish hair is pulled back behind her ears and a bit unkept. Her jeans have holes at the knees and her loose fitting tee-shirt and unzipped hooded sweatshirt just barely shows off her small, b-cup breasts, giving off a look like she's not too worried about how she looks, but not dirty. Her young eyes are wide and her small mouth hangs open as she takes in the sight before her. Frozen with her small hands at her sides, all three of us stare at each other silently as if no one knows what to do next. It's just then that you start to feel the slightest pressure from my hands at the top of your back attempting to push you down as I was going to before. Horror washes over you at the realization of what I'm proposing. Your body starts to tense up and your hands on the table top lock up in a vain attempt to give me some resistance. To this I simply push harder, forcing you to bend at the waist as you upper body moves down towards the wooden surface. To Be Continued... The Park, At Night Ch. 03 So here is the 3rd and final part to this short little tale. I know what you're thinking, "Part 3 is the end!? Already?" Hey, hey it's ok, because it's not really the end! There's more to come to follow this little tale a bit farther, stay tuned! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (When last we left off...) Frozen with her small hands at her sides, all three of us stare at each other silently as if no one knows what to do next. It's just then that you start to feel the slightest pressure from my hands at the top of your back attempting to push you down as I was going to before. Horror washes over you at the realization of what I'm proposing. Your body starts to tense up and your hands on the table top lock up in a vain attempt to give me some resistance. To this I simply push harder, forcing you to bend at the waist as you upper body moves down towards the wooden surface. As you reluctantly start to give in to the strength of my hands on your upper back, your body bends at the waist as you feel the hard edge of the wooden picnic table biting into your hips and stomach as you lean forward. Moving my hands down to the middle of your back, still pushing as you go, your elbows hit the top of the table as your forearms rest stretched out in front of you, your palms flat on the surface and your fingers flattened out. Not pushing you all the way over, but just enough to get a good bend out of your body, your quivering stomach rests on the wooden surface below you, but your full, braless breasts sway under your chest, just above the top of the table. You start to spread your legs to get a better balance under you, but my legs (which are already semi-straddling yours) close in, trapping your legs together tightly like they were when both were resting over my chest and shoulder before this. The whole time this positioning has taken place, we've all three of us been staring at each other. Her looking at us, you and me at her together. The only difference being how we're looking at each other: Your eyes look at her in an almost pleading, hopeless expression as embarrassment and fear wash over you all at once. Here, in the middle of the night, being bent over this cold picnic table as this young girl watches you. Her look is more of shock and disbelief like she's frozen solid physically while her mind tries to work through what she's witnessing. How unreal it all seems. Like she's watching a movie. Mine to her is an expression of wonder and promise. Almost saying with my eyes; welcome to our world, stay awhile and see what you think of it. Mostly, however, for my mind it's a sense of control. Knowing how embarrassed you are by all this: being caught out in the open, looked at by strangers. And knowing there's nothing you can do about it. This is what I've decided you will do, and you'll do it without question or hesitation. You may have fear, but you also have obedience. Your fingers grip upwards and almost scratch at the table under you as you feel my hands sliding down your legs and my fingers gripping rightly around the bottom of your skirt. Pulling my crotch away from your ass for a moment, my hands work the material of the skirt up over the round, perfect curves of your ass cheeks, exposing them once again to the cool night air. I push the fabric all the way over your rump and up onto the small of your back, keeping one hand on your lower back, forcing you into place even though we both know you'd stay where I had you no matter what. My other hand reaches down between us, once again taking hold of the middle of my cock (still hard and throbbing at the physical contact and the promise of things to come). I lean in just a bit with my hips, still keeping hold of your legs with my inner thighs, again making your pussy lips overly tight as the opening to your young hole is pushed through your inner thighs behind your back. Up until this point you've been staring at the girl in the bushes, your mouth hanging slightly open with your eyes almost hazed over, you yourself wondering if this is all some strange, erotic dream...No, suddenly your mouth shoots open in a soundless "O" shape as your eyes snap shut. Moving my body forward, I've just pushed the large head of my cock passed your warm, wet lips and am working, inch by inch, back inside you. I can feel your entire body tense up at the onset of my shaft slipping, almost forcefully, up inside you from behind. I can hear your breathing pick up in quick, shallow gasps while arching your back even more. This whole time I've never taken my eyes off the girl watching us. Her expression has gone from the frozen surprise, to the wide eyed anticipation as she watched me hike up your skirt, to baffled, stunned shock as she watched your body react to what mine was doing to it. Grunting and breathing heavily through my nose, I arch my back more, pushing forwards with my body as I feel the last inch of exposed cock finally slip all the way inside you, filling you whole with my shaft, as my lower stomach rubs roughly against your ass. Moving behind you as your head jerks back and forth and your arms twitch under you on the table, I start to move out of you slowly, about halfway, then back in again. This time around it's a bit easier since we've already done this once. Despite that, however, your inner walls are still incredibly tight due to how your legs and thighs are being forced together. You inner pussy is still soaking wet from out last encounter, so I slide the shaft in and out a bit faster, sooner than before. Gripping your hips with both hands as I move back and forth, the sounds of my hip-bones and stomach slapping against your naked ass echoes around us in the park area. So much so that the girl watching us takes her eyes off us for the first time since walking up to us, and looks around the darkness to make sure there's no one else within ear shot. Finally taking my eyes off the girl, I look down at your body as I fuck you faster, pushing your midsection harder into the tables edge. Illuminated by the moon in the sky above us I stare at your heart shaped ass as what little bit of my cock base I can see slips in and out from between your cheeks, the movement becoming one great blur as I speed up. My chest heaves as my heart starts pounding in my own ears, barely able to hear my own deep breathing as I start to grunt with each thrust. The sensation of having already been inside you coupled with the incredible tightness of your hot inner walls gripping my shaft causes ripples of pleasure to shoot down my spine, down my own ass to the base of my ball sack, which is tightening quickly. Looking back over at our lone audience member I see that her hands have finally moved away from her sides: Her left hand is gripping the middle of her tee-shirt just between her breasts, clutching the material of it so that the bottom of the shirt is raised up a bit, exposing her flat, white stomach. Her other hand is lightly touching that bit of skin, her fingers spread out over her flesh as I can just imagine what it must feel like; the butterflies inside bouncing around wildly. Her mouth still hanging open and her eyes still wide as can be. Pounding not only faster but also deeper than before, my hips slam into your backside as the force of my thrusts causes your body to jerk back and forth. Your large breasts sway freely under you as you start to feel your hard, perky nipples hitting the table top through your shirt, making them even harder still. You throw your head back as your eyes shoot open again and you give up trying to keep quiet by releasing your lower lip from your teeth and groaning loudly "Oh god...fuck yes...fuck me Master...fuck me!" At hearing this, the girls hand that was on her stomach moves up slowly to her face as her fingers ever so lightly touch her mouth, as if to she was going to cover it to keep from gasping herself, but she's now lost in the imagery of me fucking you in front of her and her hand never quite covers her whole mouth. The combination of hearing you begging to be fucked and seeing this young woman's reaction is too much for me to take anymore. Feeling the growing pressure that started at the base of my cock and has now moved up to the tip, I give you a few more quick, really deep thrusts before jerking my hips back all the way as my rigid shaft exits your wet, clinging hole. With the quick, unexpected pulling out of my penis, you almost fall forward onto your face as your body goes limp and you let loose a high pitched gasp and start to make small, child like whining sounds as you look back at me, panting like a wild animal. Before I can register the wide eyes, lust filled look on your face as you turn, I reach down grabbing your upper arms with my strong hands and pull you up off the table top almost violently. As you gasp and whine loudly several times in a row I spin you around to face me while at the same time pushing you down by your arms onto your own knees before me, between my upright body and the table you were just bent over. Without a chance to react, no time for thought or action, I've already got my one hand at your face lifting it up to look at me as my other hand grabs my pounding cock and is leading the front of it downward. You know what's coming next and open your mouth wide, like you've down a dozen times before, while I guide it in, thrusting the wet, mushroomed tip passed your full lips and all the way into your mouth. Filling it up, I hold the base of my cock again tightly while jerking that much of my skin with my fingers. Feeling my knuckles tapping against your now closed mouth, I look down at you as our eyes meet: you starring up at me while I feel your short, wet tongue slapping and lashing about around the meat of my shaft, bobbing your head so that the tip of my cock-head rubs along the roof of your mouth wildly. Your two hands have both moved directly between my legs and under the base of my cock, your small fingers cupping and rubbing my balls over and over as you suck me off. Feeling the end upon me, I look up at the girl who now, seeing us like this, looks as if she might fall over. The hand that was barely over her opened mouth is now completely clasped around her lips, holding it as if to keep from screaming. The other one is still at her flat stomach with the bottom part of the tee shirt having fallen over it to cover up her tummy once more. Not taking my eyes off her, I arch my back and grunt out like a crazed beast, "OH FUCK.OH SLUTOHHHH." My head spins and my world turns bright white as strong, hot streams of cum fire from my cock hole and into your wanting mouth. I hear you moan against my cock, and then gag a little at how much is coming out to fill your mouth. I can hear over my own breathy grunts the girl watching us, whining herself knowing she's just witnessed something she shouldn't have but can't bring herself to look away. Hearing you gag a little again, I look down to see your wide, shocked eyes looking up at me. Pulling my hips back I watch as my stiff cock slips passed your sticky looking lips and, along with it, a long stream of cum attached to the end of my cock and the middle of your bottom lip. Just as I do this, I see/feel another few jets of cum shoot out and hit you on the face and lips. I can see your chest rising up and down quickly as you try and catch your breath. Large lumps of post-cum seep from my cock hole and drip down onto your chin, neck, and upper shirt just above your breasts. I reach down and lightly run my fingers through your hair as I watch you swallow several times before the thick load I just gave you goes down. Opening your mouth all the way I can still see traces of white around your lips, gums and tongue as, through sharp, loud breaths you try to speak. "Shhhh...it's okay slut...It's okay. That was very good...very good". I whisper to calm you. You smile up at me, batting your eyes the way you know I like for you to do as I watch the tip of your pointy tongue slide out over your lips, licking up whatever is left there by me. We both hear a sudden rustle of movement next to us and turn our heads quickly, but are too late. The girl who was a watching our little show had decided she's seen enough and turned to run back through the bushes the way she came, disappearing into the darkness. Looking down at you, still running my hands through your hair, I sigh heavily as I watch you reach up with two shaky hands gripping the middle of my cock and bringing it down to your mouth as you run the red tip over your mouth like a tube of Chap Stick. "That's right", I whisper lovingly, "so proud of you and what you've done for your Master. That's right...good baby...very good", as you look up at me with joy and fulfillment in your eyes. The End and to be continued...