0 comments/ 44378 views/ 2 favorites Meeting In The Park By: pard74 He was finishing his hour-long walk and jog in the park on a perfect summer day. It was hot but there was a slight breeze, and his path was often in the shade. He was tiring, but kept on, knowing that at his age it took extra effort to keep in any kind of shape. He saw, coming toward him, a woman walking a Great Dane. The Dane looked young and was a handsome brute, and he seemed well under control. As they approached, he saw that the woman was attractive, with long legs beneath a pair of shorts. Under the matching blouse it was obvious she had ample breasts. He smiled, she smiled back. "Good looking Dane," he said. "How old is she?" "Thanks. She's just eighteen months but I've been training her." The dog seemed friendly, so he asked if it was OK to pet her. "Oh sure," she said, "Sela's a sucker for love." They chatted for a minute as he rubbed the Dane's chest and behind her ears. Then, without saying a word, they walked off the path and sat under a tree. She was in the middle of a divorce from an abusive husband, he was in a sterile marriage. She looked in her 30's and he was almost 60, but they talked easily, as if they were friends. He kept sweating in the heat, and she asked if he'd like a cold drink and a chance to be in air conditioning. Surprised, he said that would be wonderful. "Follow me," she said with a grin, heading off toward an apartment house next to the park. In her nicely furnished one-bedroom apartment overlooking the park, they sprawled on the couch and continued to talk. The Dane was put away in the kitchen. The woman introduced herself. "I'm Tina," she said. "I see you walking and jogging almost every day, and I fantasized about who you were and what it would be like to meet you." "I'm Mike, and I'm flattered, a lovely young woman like you fantasizing about an old guy like me." "You may have a few years on me, but you're in marvelous shape," she said. "Will you excuse me a minute? I want to change. I'll bring you a fresh t-shirt and shorts if you'd like. But first, a cold drink." She brought back a tall glass filled with ice and water, and disappeared into the bedroom. Mike took a long drink, and savored the cool air blowing from the vent. In minutes she was back, and he could not stop staring. She had changed into a diaphanous dressing gown that billowed around her legs as she walked in. She wore nothing under it. Her breasts pushed against the flimsy fabric, the nipples and large areole clearly on display. Her trim waist, the flair of her hips, and her solid thighs showed as well, and between her legs was a thin sliver of pubic hair. "Well, what do you think?" she asked. "Absolutely gorgeous," he said, tongue thick. "Here, put on this t-shirt and the shorts," she said, handing them to him. He looked at her and peeled off his sodden shirt and running shorts, under which he wore nothing. She stared frankly at him, not at all embarrassed. His cock was beginning to shows signs of life after he had looked at her. Before he could put on the dry shorts, she came over to him and stood with her breasts brushing his bare chest. She looked at him and licked her lips. The dam broke, and he gathered her in his arms and began kissing her, gently, on the lips, cheeks, eyebrows, and finally neck. She gasped and pushed herself against him. He felt a new kind of heat, emanating from her. He was getting aroused. His hands went to her breasts and pushed the gown aside. He palmed them, hefting their weight, and ran his thumb across her nipples, sending a shudder through her. He leaned down and licked each nipple in turn, and sucked on them. Her hands held his head and she murmured, "Yes, like that, yes." She broke the embrace and led him into the bedroom and playfully pushed him on the bed. She removed the gown and stood, gloriously naked. She was full-breasted and full- hipped, but clearly in good physical shape, almost no flab evident except in the slight belly that made her even more womanly. Her mound was shaven except for the thin line of hair he had seen before, that pointed to her labia. Those nether lips were slightly swollen and pink, and he thought he saw a drop of her juices between them. She ran her hands over her breasts, down her belly, and between her legs, sighing. She got on top of him and her hand reached for his cock. She kissed him, deeply, her tongue pushing against his, as she squeezed his now hard member. He rolled partly over until they were side by side, then reached between her legs and stroked the shaven pussy lips. Inserting one finger, he found she was very wet. His thumb massaged her clit, which was already peeking out from its hood, and she moaned and jerked on his cock. Mike knelt beside the bed and spread her legs and pulled her to his mouth. He kissed and licked the tender flesh of the inside of her thighs, then traced her labia with his tongue. His fingers parted her outer lips and he began licking her wetness, the taste intoxicating. Tina groaned and her hips moved up and down and sideways. He probed deep in her pussy, and then moved up and circled her clit again and again. "Oh God, Mike, fuck me," she cried. He kept on, now flattening his tongue over her clit and licking it directly. "Oh shit," she said, "I'm ….I'm… cumming!" As she began to climax he wet one finger in her juices and pushed it to the entrance of her anus. When she was in spasms, he shoved the finger up her ass, and it was then she went wild- crying and grabbing his head. Before she was finished, he took his cock and played it up and down her pussy lips and over her clit, before plunging into her. "Yes, oh shit yes, fuck my cunt, oh yes now, now, now." He pumped, slowly at first, then faster. Looking at her passion-filled face, flushed and beautiful, he reached out and grabbed a nipple, pulling on it, twisting it as her passion peaked. He felt his balls constrict and the cum flow, and he froze, yelled out, and came in a series of hard thrusts. She immediately came again herself, wrapping her legs around his back and pistoning her hips in rhythm with his thrusts. "I feel your cum flooding me," she gasped. "Oh so good, so good, my lover." They lay in each other's arms, saying little, basking in the afterglow. She licked his cock and balls clean and then kissed him so they tasted both their juices. He kept two fingers in her soaked pussy, wiggling gently, keeping the feelings alive. Later they showered together and she made them coffee. He went home, eventually, a small secret smile on his face. She stood in her window overlooking the park and thought about all the days to come when his usual exercise time would be greatly extended. Meeting in the Park 01 It was a hot and humid saturday night. Having nothing to do and feeling a bit horny I decided to visit a local stripper bar. After a while, some drinks and dances, I was out of money and had to return home, still feeling horny if not hornier than when I left. I was then living in front of a beautiful park and I already noticed that some couples met there, late night during the weekends, and made love in some secluded spots. As it was a bit passed midnight and the weather was perfect for it, I decided to take a tour of the park just in case. I went around, making sure that I was not missing any spot were they met, but unfornutaly there was no one. After completing my round I decided to sit on a bench were I would be able to see if someone entered the park and also were I could not be easily spotted. I was smoking a cigarette when I noticed someone entering the park alone, wearing shorts and a t-shirt. That person made the same round as I did and finished exactly were I was already sitting. It was a guy I already met in one of my friend's party; we had shake hands and spoke a bit but nothing more. He recognized me too and sat beside me, to my right. We spoke about the weather, this and that, he asked me for a cigarette and we smoke while talking about nothing. Then the conversation turned to why we were here and we began talking about the couples we saw here in the park. He began describing a couple he saw making love together the week before. A beautiful brunette with large breasts and a good looking male. I had seen them before and the way he was describing them I could see it all, the two of them making love right in front of me. I was becoming quite excited and a bit uncomfortable as my cock was pushing against my pants. Then I noticed that he was slowly touching himself against his shorts and that the head of his cock was probing against his left thigh. He is still telling me what the couple were doing; the girl on all four while the guy was fucking her from behind, her ample breasts swinging with their movements. From that moment all is becoming blurred, the image of that couple making love right in front of me is mixed with my vision of him caressing himself and the head of his cock showing; his voice as he is telling their action is now in a background, filling my vision of that couple but not quite making it to my consciousness. And then he stopped talking and looked at me intensely. I kind of woke up from a dream and I know he knows what I was looking at. I redden and feel shy, I want to look somewhere else. And I see him lower his shorts and see his cock jump free, fully erect. He then begins to masturbate himself. May be because of the alcool I took earlier at the stripper bar, I decided to do the same and lower my pants and begin to touch and stroke myself too. We are there, the two of us side by side on a bench, masturbating ourselves in a world of our own. It is then that he begins caressing me with his left hand. Without a word, I switched my right hand from my own cock to his and we begin masturbating each other. I can feel the warmth of his cock in my hand, the cock of another man in my hand. I can also feel his hand on my own cock and the way he is stroking it; different from the way I do usually when I masturbate. I then notice a pearl of precum on the tip of his cock. I bend over him and lick it. I want to do more but I'm stocked with my pants around my knees and it is difficult to move; so I get up and let them fall to my ankles. I am presently standing right in front of him, my cock standing erect, and before I sit down I see him bend forward and lick the head of my cock. I hesitated for may be one second, very excited but not sure if I should push my cock in his mouth or not, but already he is back on the bench and watches me. I sit down again besides him and completely remove my pants while he does the same. We are both very excited by now and I want to taste his cock again but he stops me and tell me we should move to a more secluded spot. We hurry and walk behind some bushes where we won't be seen, our pants in our hands, and immediately lie on the ground in front of each other and we immediately begin to stroke each other. We rapidly switch position and we are now lying on our side in a 69 position. I now have his cock right in front of me and begin to touch and carress it, feeling his warmth, touching his testicles and his hardness in my hand. I move forward a bit and let my tongue explore first his balls and slowly I move along the length of his erect penis to the tip. I take a good look at it before opening my mouth and taking the head of his cock in my mouth. I can feel him doing the same thing as I am doing; first his tongue exploring my balls and cock before playing around the head and his mouth finally engulfing my cock. We are getting more and more excited and each time either one of us do something we like, we repeat it on the other. We are now taking each other's cock as deep in our mouth as we can; switching between fast sucking motions to slow licking movements. We are in a world of lust, trying to get each other more and more excited. I know that if we continue I will cum soon but I want to give him more. I take his ass cheeks in both hands and try to take him even deeper in my mouth in a fast in and out movement. Our moans have transformed in deep groans of pleasure. I am in a dream, out of this world, where the only important thing is what I'm doing and what is happening right now. I'm on the verge of cumming but I concentrate on his cock in my mouth. I can feel his cock getting even bigger, his ass cheeks tense in my hand and all his body becomes stiff as he yell and the first shot hit the back of my throat. Out of surprise, I lose my concentration and I too cum in his mouth while he continue shooting his sperm. I almost gagged on his first shot and I backed my head a little; now his cock is filling my mouth with sperm and he is still cumming. I feel the surplus spilling out from the corners of my mouth when I move back and swallow. I take a last look at his cock, a last drip slowly sliding along the head that I lick before looking down between my legs. He too has some of my cum dripping on his chin. We look at each other and then it feels like we wake up from a dream and take conscience of what had just happened. We put our pants back on very fast and leave almost without a word. I immediately went to my house and took a shower. The grass stains were quickly gone but I continued to wash myself as if I could erase what had just happenend. I also brushed my teeth and gargle many times until the mouthwash was burning my mouth. In the following days I began to think about it more and more. I could not deny that I was very excited when it happened and loved the experiment. I was not sure about my sexuality and feeling quite mixed up. The following weekend it rained so I remained at home but the weekend after that I went out in the park and met the same guy again. This time nothing happened but we talked well into the night. It was a first for both of us and we needed to talk about it. We both agreed that it was fun and we would love to do it again; we also agreed never to talk to anyone about it and also that if we met in a day to day circumstance, we would not talk about it, like nothing had never happened. Meeting in the Park 02 After that first meeting, I now wanted to repeat the experience. We met once more and talked about it. I knew we were both feeling the same way and we were now also more comfortable with each other. Thus we both knew that we would do it again. On the next Saturday night around midnight I visited the park again, wishing I would meet him once more. I went to the same spot where we met twice before but could not see him. However, I could hear some noise and I slowly and silently tried to locate the source. I found a couple making love. In fact it was that same couple we talked about three weeks before and which got us so excited. The guy is standing up with his pants at his ankles and the girl is almost naked with only her panties on. She is on her knees in front of him, sucking him. The spot where I am standing is not ideal, I have a tree partly blocking my view and I risk being spotted by someone walking along. So I begin to look around for a better spot and while approaching where I want to go, I notice my new friend discreetly waving at me to join him. When I join him, I notice that his pants are already down to his ankles and he his masturbating himself. This new spot is excellent, we can see the couple very well but still, the bushes keep us hidden from view from any bystander. I immediately do the same as my friend, I let my pants drop to the ground and begin masturbating myself. Soon my cock is in the same state as my friend's own; warm and hard. I watch the couple in front of us; she's sucking him and obviously she knows how to do it and he loves it. I can also see her ample breasts swaying with her movements on his cock. God! How I wish I was in his place. As I am thinking about how much I would love to be sucked, I feel a hand pushing mine from my cock. I look down and my friend is now nude and on his knees in front of me; he is holding his hard cock in his right hand and takes mine in his left hand. He immediately begins to stroke me. Our eyes meet and he opens his mouth, bends forward, licks my cock head before opening wider as he begins to suck me. Our eyes still locked together as he moves up and down on my cock. I moan in pleasure. It is so great, the feeling of being sucked while watching that beautiful girl sucking her boyfriend in front of us. Then I see the guy pushing his girlfriend, he removes completely his clothes while the girl sits on the grass and watches him. He then go down, remove her panties and crawl between her open legs. His mouth goes directly to her pussy. As they had moved, my point of view is now not as good as it was. Also, I am so excited already. I remove my shirt and my friend helps me to remove my pants and shoes and soon we are naked and in a 69 position; me being on top of him. I take his ass cheeks in my hands and lick his hard cock before taking it in my mouth. It's so great to feel his warm and hard cock in my mouth again, to taste him again. Soon we are in our own world and think only about giving each other's pleasures and excitements. We must have made some noise because I suddenly feel a presence. I look around and see the couple standing near us and watching us. I panic and try to find my clothes. My friend does the same. The girl laughs as I try to cover myself with my friend t-shirt and he find my pants to cover himself. She told us that we were exciting to watch and that we shall continue. I am not sure what to do and my friend, while less shy than me, do not move either. The girl then go down in front of her boyfriend and begin stroking and licking his cock. She turns back toward us and encourages us to do the same. My friend is the first to react and moves in front of me, he pushes my hands and begins to suck me again. In front of my eyes I can see his cock getting hard again, glistening with my saliva and his pre-cum juice. We are now on our sides on the ground as I move forward and begin to suck him too. The way we are positioned on the ground, I have my back to the couple, I cannot see them but I can hear her cheer us and I hear also her slurping sounds as she sucks loudly on his cock. I also begin to make slurping sounds as I suck, letting the saliva run down on his cock. We all can feel the excitement mounting in the air. We make our own sucking sounds and we can clearly hear them too. It's difficult to think about anything but my own excitement and that of my friend who starts to move faster in my mouth. Then, suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder pulling me back. My friend's cock escapes from my mouth and I see the girl get over me and, after saying a few words I do not understand, she takes his cock into her mouth and begins sucking him. I find myself underside her with her breasts right in my face. I move a bit to breathe better and I see the guy crouching behind the girl; I can see him take her doggy style while she still sucks my friend. My friend who had to see what was happening now sucks with even more vigour while I lick and stroke the breasts of the girl above me and while she is taking my friend's cock deeper and deeper and while her boyfriend is behind her and fucks her with abandon. The girl's breasts are soft and yet firm, warm and shiny from my saliva. Her nipples hard from excitement. I just can't resist enjoying it all while sucking and gently biting on her erect nipples and kneading on her ample breasts. I stretch my hand toward the girl's pussy and I'm surprised to find that she is shaved smooth, I had not noticed before. Soon my fingers find the bump of her clitoris and I begin to gently stroke it. I can feel the cock of her boyfriend going in and out of her cunt, so close that once his testicles even hit my fingers. Then she arches her back and shouts loudly as she reaches orgasm before returning to my friend's cock that explodes immediately in her mouth. While he is cumming in her mouth, he not only stopped sucking on my own cock, but he has tightened his grip on it and he is clamping it tight in his hand. As soon as he finishes cumming and releases the pressure on my cock, I am so excited that I cum in several jets right on his face. All the while I hear the girl's boyfriend cum deep inside her pussy. The girl crawls forward to go lick my juice from my friend's face and in so making; her boyfriend's cock pops out of her cunt. In fact, I received it right on the forehead. I move slightly and see his shiny cock standing right before me, glistening with hers and his juices. I barely have time to give a few licks before he withdraw from my mouth. Now the girl is in front of me, her legs apart and her smooth pussy in full view with her lips all red and swollen. Some of her friend's cum begins to run out from her vagina. What an incredible sight! I tilt forward and am able to taste a bit of her cream pie while she finishes licking my sperm from the face of my friend. The guy then said something and the girl stand up immediately and they left us. My friend and I were exhausted and flabbergasted. A few moments later, after recovering our minds, we slowly gathered our clothes and put them back on before leaving the park, almost without speaking to each other. Meeting in the Park Before you email me to tell me what a mean husband I am please realize this is a fantasy written about a meeting up with a friend of ours It was an early fall afternoon, and as arranged we met Ross in one of the local parks not too far from the airport. Although the days were getting shorter it was still quite sunny, and fortunately for her it was still quite warm at 5pm. The temperature had been near 70 that day but had already dropped a few degrees when we met at the secluded shelter a short walk from the parking lot. Sam already knew what was required of her, and even though she had whined a little during the drive to the park she knew that she would once again do whatever Ross and I asked of her. As her mind started to imagine the various types of things they might make her do she started to blush and whimper a little more. She also began to get a little excited when she thought about the different types and levels of exposure and sexual humiliation that they would put her through. She wished she wouldn't have to do these things, but she also knew that while she was doing them she would get turned on and have more than one orgasm. She couldn't bring herself to admit that she enjoyed these experiences, as that's something only a slut would say, so afterwards she would always deny that she had found any pleasure being exposed, humiliated and used by her husband and others. However, she also knew that it she really said that she wouldn't do what was asked she could walk away at any time. But she couldn't bring herself to admit that either. Since I had picked Sam up at school she was still dressed in her everyday modest schoolteacher clothes. There wasn't enough time to go home and change since we only had a few hours before Ross had to catch another plane. When we pulled into the parking lot we saw that a rental car was already there, and knew that Ross would be waiting. With different levels of expectation and anticipation we quickly made our way to the park shelter. We could see that Ross was impatient, and as we had prearranged he quickly assumed a position of authority. He seemed offended that we were late, and when Sam said it was her fault that she couldn't get out of school any earlier since one of the students was held after class. Ross looked at me, and we both said that since it was her fault for being late she'd have to make up for it in a very special way. She seemed to shiver a little at the thought of this, but remained standing still. Ross told her that since she'd been so selfish about taking time away from our adventure that she would have to begin by immediately taking off her clothes. Although Sam had been stripped in front of men many times before she's rarely had to undress herself. It's always easier for her if she allows things to happen, and doesn't have to take an active part in it. She quickly took of her jacket and laid it on a picnic table and began to unbutton her dress. We told her that she wasn't going to get any help undressing from us. This time she would have to strip while we watched. Her hand was shaking as she finished with the buttons and she quickly stepped out of her dress and handed it to me to lay on the table. Then she took off her slip and stood before us in just her bra and panties. Since she had come from school she was wearing simple cotton panties and a white bra. She stopped for a moment as Ross told her to wait so we could check her out. We enjoyed watching her discomfort at standing in front of us in just her bra and panties. Ross and I quickly planned the next move, and as Sam moved away from us I picked up her jacket, dress and slip and started to walk to the car. The parking lot was still empty as I put her clothes into the trunk. When I got back to them Ross was standing behind Sam running his hands over her body as she stood still in her underwear. After a few moments Ross backed off and asked her to continue taking off her clothes. She hesitated for a moment, and then reached behind to unhook her bra. When it was unfastened she tried to keep it to cover up her breasts, but as Ross held out his hand she gave it to him. Instead of putting it on the table he folded it up and put it in his pocket. He told her that he wanted it for a souvenir, and that she should continue taking off her clothes. She was still shaking as she slipped her panties down and stepped out of them. Ross took the panties from her, and after a quick sniff ripped them in half. Sam jumped as she heard the material rip, and with each tear he made she realized that she wouldn't be able to use them to cover herself up again. He then reached into his pocket and as Sam and I watched he tore her bra into little pieces as well. Sam was now stranded in the picnic shelter without any clothes. Her jacket and dress were safely locked in the car, and her underwear had just been ripped to shreds in front of her. With that thought in mind she seemed to collapse and sat on one of the benches. The sun was beginning to set and it was obvious that Sam was a bit chilly since her breasts had become tight and her nipples hard as little marbles. At that point she asked us "now what are you going to do to me?" and Ross responded by walking over to stand in front of her. He unzipped his pants and told her to get busy. She quietly reached into his pants and took out his very hard cock. She didn't have to move at all, but simply opened her mouth and began to suck his cock. I knew that if Ross was as excited as I was he wouldn't last long, and he quickly began to pump his cock in and out of her mouth. Just as I expected he soon grabbed her hair and started to rapidly pump his cock into her face. Just as he was ready to shoot his load into her mouth he told her that she'd better not lose any of his cum, but needed to swallow all of it if she was going to get any of her clothes back. With that he began to pump and pump what seemed to be an enormous load of cum into her mouth. Sam was doing the best she could to swallow it all but Ross had more that she could handle and eventually she had to let some slide out of her lips. When he was done Ross backed up to examine her face, and from the trail of cum running down her chin it was obvious that she hadn't been able to do as he had told her. Ross told her how disappointed he was with her performance, and suggested that perhaps it wasn't even a good blow job after all. He asked me what I thought she had to do to make up for it. After some thought I suggested that she be given another chance to make up for it. Sam was still sitting on the bench waiting for what might come next. She looked so helpless and submissive sitting there I just couldn't help but step up in front of her and offer her my cock. She quickly began to suck it thinking that this was what she needed to do to make up for Ross, but as she was working her mouth on my cock I told her that my load of cum was going to go on the outside of her face, not in her mouth. The failure to swallow all of Ross's cum was something she'd have to make up for with him. She groaned and shivered some more as she pulled my cock out of her mouth and began to pump it with her hands. She knew this type of sex real well so she positioned herself under my cock to present her face to receive my load of cum. Ross noticed that a few more cars were coming into the parking lot, and with a sudden moment of inspiration told Sam that he'd thought about her punishment and took off on a run to meet two guys just getting out of their truck. He soon returned with them and I could hear his telling them about this cum loving slut that he and a friend had met in the park. When he got close enough for Sam to hear him as well he began to tell them how she was willing to give everybody a blow job that wanted one. As soon as they came around the corner of the picnic shelter I couldn't wait any longer and began to unload my cum on Sam's face. The timing was perfect! Just as they walked into view they were greeted with the site of a naked women getting her face covered in cum. One of the guys looked a little shocked but his buddy quickly reached into his pants to pull out a rapidly stiffening cock. This guy was a bit overweight, and not at all good looking. It was apparent that he wasn't going to miss this opportunity. He almost pushed me out of the way as he came up to stand in front of Sam. Since her face was covered with cum she couldn't really tell what was happening. He quickly grabbed her by the head and began to try and ram his cock into her mouth. She resisted at bit, but after he hammered his cock against her teeth a few times she eventually opened up her mouth and took him in. She didn't even move as he began to rapidly pound his cock into her mouth. She hadn't even closed her lips around him, but he evidently didn't know much about blow jobs as he simply continued his pumping actions. Almost within a few seconds he started to cum and as he deposited his load in her, Sam simply let it slide out the sides of her mouth. He was pretty proud of himself and remarked about what a great blow job that was. In reality he hadn't gotten anything from her other than a place shoot his load. Both Ross and I teased him about it being his first chance for oral sex, or maybe his first chance for sex. He denied all the remarks, but quickly left the shelter. His friend seemed to be a little hesitant, and as he stepped up to stand before Sam he asked if she was ok. She only nodded her head, which didn't seem to convince him, so he asked again. At that point I asked her to tell him who she was. After she wiped the cum out of her eyes she opened them long enough to look in my direction and with a nod toward me said that she was my wife. He looked shocked, appalled and intrigued all at once. It looked like he wasn't sure what to do, so I reminded him that we needed to hurry, and if he wanted to use Sam he'd better hurry up. Perhaps it was the wedding ring on his finger, or some other reason, but he still hesitated. Ross couldn't take it any longer and instructed Sam to speak up. After taking a deep breath she asked him if he'd like a blow job, or would he rather have sex with her. I helped her to her feet and slowly turned her around so he could have a good look at her body. When I asked it he'd like to fuck her ass she twitched, but I could tell from the look in his eyes that he wanted to try her ass hole. I slowly bent her over the table to provide access for him. As he began to pull out his cock I tossed him a condom nd he quickly put it on. He moved up behind Sam and took direct aim at her ass hole. He remarked that his wife had only once let him try to fuck her in the ass, and although he hadn't been able to make it she'd never done it again. Without any preliminaries he began to push and slide his cock between her cheeks and into her hole. He got the head of his cock in quite easily, and stopped for a few moments to regain his composure. He was getting ready to make to big push needed to enter her completely, and in preparation Sam had grabbed the sides of the table to hold on. He slowly pushed and as Sam pushed backwards his cock inched into her ass hole. He was having a difficult time controlling himself, and after pausing again he couldn't wait and started to wildly thrust into her ass. Since this was a rare event for him he didn't have a chance, and after just a few strokes gave one last thrust into her and pulled her hips back toward him. almost immediately he pulled out in a rush, peeled off the condom and took off toward his truck. Ross and I wondered if he was feeling guilty or it he was going home to tear apart his wife's still virgin ass hole. By now Sam was shivering from the cold so we decided to head back to the car. We'd only gone a few steps before she reminded us that she was still naked (which we knew). She didn't know if she should run ahead, or wait until we reached the car, but finally walked between us down the path to the parking lot. There still weren't many cars in the lot, so the chance of any one seeing her was slight. But just as we reached the edge of the parking lot a car load of teenage boys pulled in. They raced around the perimeter of the lot, and screeched to a halt as they pulled up by us. Now Sam began to shiver from both embarrassment and cold as the boys started to yell and make obscene remarks. She was terrified so as the car door opened she quickly jumped in without realizing that it was Ross's rental car. With that the boys took off and I handed Sam her dress. When Sam was dressed I told her the real reason for our meeting today. Ross was just passing through today, on his way to a conference in another city. I told Sam that Ross had already bought her a ticket, and that I was giving her to him for entertainment for the next few days. I told her that she was going to do what ever he wanted to who ever he wanted, and that he would return her to the park where I would pick her up late Sunday afternoon. Before she could say anything I drove away knowing that I would pick up a very used wife in a few days. Meeting in the Park So, this is my first story. Feedback would definitely be appreciated! Good, bad, ugly, whatever. If you like this story, or even if you don't, look for more of my stories and give feedback to see how I develop as a writer in my spare time. I know you probably don't want all of this intro because when I'm reading I just want to get on to the story but somehow feel obligated to read it. Sorry... just a bit more. I am actually an engineering college student and am not trying to be a writer, but I have ideas and thoughts and would like to share them with others. So enough about me and here goes! Sorry one more thing. Some of my stories may be based on real life events or at least start out that way and end up as how I would like them to have happened. Now to the story. The Meeting in the Park This is based on a true story. I'm really bored tonight and I have been talking to Scott for a few weeks now. We haven't been out on a date or anything, just been talking on the phone. I am african american about 5 foot 7 inches, weighing about 230, with 42 d breasts, a nice ass, and nice hips to go along with the package. I don't have anything to do tonight and I really don't feel like sitting around the house for too much longer. I think I'll call Scott and see what he is doing tonight and maybe we can finally meet each other or something. So I grab my cell and search for his number. Found it. "Hey Scott, what are you up to?", I say. "Nothing much, just sitting around the house on yahoo", he says. I respond with "So what would you rather be doing?" "You", he says as usual. "So where do you want to meet up?", I ask. He responds "I don't know, anywhere I guess" I have a sly grin on my face and I suggest the park, halfway kidding and halfway serious, being the wannabe exhibitionist that I am. He actually says let's go for it. I tell him where to meet me and I shower and get ready to go. It is right at 11pm when I leave the house. I am at the park sitting in my car waiting around for him. The spot I picked has a little playground area and picnic tables nearby. It is completely dark save for the area that the moon lights. I call Scott to ask where he is and he reassures that he is almost at the park. He finally pulls up and now it's time for me to meet the guy I have been talking on the phone to for so long. He gets out of the car and walks over to my car. He opens my door and helps me out and I suddenly realize I feel like a giant compared to this guy. He told me he was the same height as me and it seems like he is at least 5 inches shorter! This guy was probably 5 foot 4 inches, 230 pounds with brownish blonde hair and blue eyes. It's a good thing I love blue eyes, that's probably the only way I could do the height difference. Oh well, life goes on I guess. He grabs my hand and escorts me to the picnic tables where we talk for a little while. He is interesting and seems like a guy I would really like to know more about. He looks at me and says I look cold and asks if he can warm me up. I say sure and he sits on top of the picnic table and motions for me to sit between his legs. I carefully move there and he begins warming my body with his hands. It feels soooo good that I don't want him to stop. His hands move from caressing my arms to lightly grazing my breasts. I am getting comfortable with him and I lean back against him as he caresses my body. His warm hands make their way down my shirts and under it to my stomach. He caresses it and makes a slight move towards my jeans. I move his hands back up and he continues to caress my stomach. He tries again to move his hand further south and he knows I want it just as bad as he does. This time I let him. He manages to slide his hand into the top of my jeans and rub my warm, slight wet pussy. He gently teases my clit with his finger as I hold on to his arm for support. I start moaning into his ear as the teasing continues and his finger goes just a bit faster. My pussy is getting soaked as we are here in the middle of the park in the middle of the night. He slowly rubs my pussy lips and coat his finger with my juices and gently pushes his thick white finger into my tight black pussy. As his finger enters, we both moan because my pussy is so tight. I've played with various toys and have been fingered before but technically I am still a virgin. He starts fingering my pussy once my pussy stops clenching his intruding finger. It feels so good! Just when I thought it couldn't get any better he slightly bends his finger and rubs my g-spot! Oh my goodness!!! IT FEELS SO GOOOD! My hips are grinding on his finger and I'm so into it that I don't even realize he added a second finger. He is pumping his fingers in and out so hard and so fast that I think I'm going to lose my mind! He stops for a second and it makes me whine. I tell him to keep going and he tells me to take off my pants so he can get his fingers in deeper. I turn him down so he says he has another idea. He lays back on the table and pulls me back with him while we spoon. He then pulls my leg over his and SLAMS his fingers deep inside me!! " OH FUCK!!!!" I scream. He made me cum all over his fingers! My pussy was soaking wet! He kept going then started teasing my clit. He rubbed my clit until I was on the edge of cumming and just stopped. I begged for him to keep going. He kept going until I was on the edge again and I reached for his arm because I couldn't take too much more of this torture. I held his arm and he kept rubbing my clit and he actually made me cum so much harder than the last time! I screamed his name so loud that I thought I would wake up the neighborhood. He had me moaning so loud that I'm surprised no one called the police. He had my body completely exhausted! I had to beg hit to stop because my pussy was so sensitive. Throughout this bit of fun I felt him getting hard against me and I knew he wanted me to take care of that, but I have never cum that much in my life and I was tired. We lay there for a few minutes and he got up and we started talking about nothing again. I was sitting on the edge of the table and he stood in between my legs. I heard a noise like a belt buckle hitting the ground and I asked him what that noise was. He told me his pants fell down. I looked at his face and then at the ground and sure enough his pants fell down around his ankles and he had a nice bulge going on in his boxers. I told him he either needed to pull up his pants or take them off. So he decided the latter. He took off his pants and shoes and threw them aside and kept talking to me like everything was normal. I couldn't help but stare at his hard cock right in front of me. He told me he needed to get off before he got blue balls. I told him I was too tired to give him a blow job so he said fine. He took my hand and pulled me over into the moonlight and kissed me. I playfully pushed him away and said you can't catch me and I started to run away. He immediately caught me and spun me around in his arms. I looked down and saw that his hard cock had been caught on my lanyard that was hanging out of his pocket. We both laughed. He told me if I wasn't going to take care of him then he needed to take care of himself so he sat on the picnic table half naked and jacked off. I love watching a man jack off and my eyes were glued to his hard dick. He came in no time and wads of white cream erupted from his hard dick as he moaned in pleasure. I almost came again just by watching him. He put his clothes back on and he held me for a few more minutes. I asked if he wanted to see me tomorrow and he hesitated and said he would be busy. It made me mad so I got up and stormed off to my car. I would have been out of there in 2 seconds had he not walked in front of my car to try to explain himself. I rolled my window down to listen to what he had to say and next thing we know, we see a bright light coming our way. I'm nervous and think oh no the park is closed this must be the police; I really don't feel like going to jail tonight. The car pulls up and blocks us in and the light is so bright I can't even see the cop. Scott says he'll go handle it and see what is up. He goes over to the cop and talks to him and then the cop comes to me for a story of what we are doing in the park at 4am. To make a long story short he finger printed both of us and told us to leave. When I got home everyone was in bed and I realized I had a HUGE wet spot in the crotch of my pants! It was more like the whole bottom of my pants were soaked. I knew I was wet but damn not that wet! I'm just thankful that we didn't go to jail or get a ticket or anything. If the police had come five minutes earlier he would have found a half naked man chasing me and I'm pretty sure we wouldn't have gotten off scott free! ~~~~~Thanks for reading my first story... Please rate it and give me feedback and comments. Please give me honest brutal feedback and tell me your likes and dislikes. Thanks again.... ~black_beauty Meeting in the Park Pulling up to the curb, I park the truck and sit here for a few seconds before getting out. What had I gotten myself into? Ok, I can do this, no problem I think to myself, and I quickly exit my truck. Taking a deep breath, I turn around to scan the park. We have been corresponding through the net for the past two weeks, and for the last week by telephone; ever since we met on an adult website. Yesterday we agreed to meet in this park, and I have been looking forward to it with both excitement and trepidation. Our interests are similar, and based on the pictures we exchanged, we have a physical attraction as well. He is 6'2", blonde hair, blue eyes, and is a former linebacker who keeps in shape, judging by his picture which shows a hard chiseled body. I am 5'4", auburn hair, 36C and light brown eyes, petite, and curvy. Will the attraction still be there when we meet in person? Who knows. To say I was excited about our date is an understatement. I took extreme care in preparing for the meeting. I had taken a long bath filled to the brim with orchid scented bubbles, soaping and washing every inch of my body. I must admit I lingered at my shaved mound, paying a little extra attention to my clit. But I didn't want to cum, I was saving that for later. I had washed and dried my thick mane letting it fall in soft waves, down to my shoulders. I picked out a low cut white blouse which buttoned down the front, leaving the top two buttons open to show plenty of cleavage. The mounds of my soft breasts rise and fall with each breath I take. The bra I am wearing is a light blue half cut bra which pushes my breasts up, and allows the top of my areolas to peek out. My blue jeans are tight, to show off my cute rounded ass, and I am wearing a pair of blue lace thong undies with no back, there is no panty line to show. I want to feel his eyes devour me when we meet. As I cross the street, entering the park I spot him leaning casually against one of the pine trees. He is holding a red plaid blanket folded over his arm. "Hello, at last we meet," I tell him. "It's good to see you" he replies and quickly scoops me up into his arms pressing his warm lips against mine. Our lips mesh with light feather touches of our tongues. My breasts are pressed tightly up against him, threatening to spill out of my blouse and bra. He breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes as he trails one finger ever so lightly across the top of my breasts. My nipples harden instantly; I can feel moisture beginning to gather at the crotch of my jeans. He smiles quickly before his mouth descends once more to claim mine. Our kisses deepen into passionate heated desire and our hands roam freely over each other's body, as we stand in the middle of the park oblivious to the people walking by. He breaks the kiss once more and I lean against him trying to get my breathing under control. He keeps smiling at me, a knowing grin of what is about to come. We spread out the blanket and settle down. He is lying on his side and tells me to lie down on my stomach, which I do. There is small talk, but I do not hear it. The only thing I know is the touch of his hand sliding over my back, down my ass, and back up again. Each time his hand gets close to my crotch yet he doesn't touch it. Eventually he reaches under my shirt, resting his hand on the small of my back, and then brings it up to barely brush the side of my breast. The feel of his hand on my skin is electric and instinctively I turn on my side to face him, my one arm draped over his body. I cuddle up to him and he pulls me close. To anyone walking by it looks as though we are hugging each other while we talk. But his one hand has unbuttoned my shirt exposing my bra. His fingers lower the bra below my breasts, my nipples protrude. When he touches them, I moan uncontrollably and press up closer to him. His hands play me like a fine instrument; he makes me forget we are in a park with people around. He doesn't forget though. He keeps an eye on the other people. He wants them to see me whimpering and moaning as he touches me. An old man is walks by with his dog, three feet from where we are. He trips over something trying to walk, and watch us at the same time while my date continues to play with me, teasing the old guy with a little show. My date pushes my shirt apart to expose both of my breasts and places his leg up against my crotch at the same time. When his lips reach down to suck on my nipples, I arch my back upwards to his mouth, and my pussy grinds against his leg. The old guy stops completely, his mouth hangs open as he watches. Suddenly his dog starts barking at a squirrel running over the grass, and he drags his reluctant owner away from us. Dark shadows now enter the park, replacing the sun as it sets beyond the hills. People are still moving around but now they are now faceless, and anonymous. My date runs his hand down my body, and stops at my crotch, letting it rest there with a little bit of pressure. He captures my deep moan with a passionate kiss and unzips the my blue jeans, sliding his hand down to my wet pussy. I am so wet at this point, I have soaked completely through my jeans and panties. I draw his hand back out, covered in my juice out of my pants and bring it up to meet our lips. I suck on his fingers as he licks them from the other side. I smell the musky scent of my juice while I taste it, and this time he is the one who moans. I run my hand up and down his leg, going up further and further until I reach his balls. My fingernails play lightly across them until I touch his hard cock and it twitches in response to my touch. Bringing my hand out, I reach down and slide it under the elastic waist band. He is so horny, there is a wet spot of precum marking the front of his shorts. I rub my fingers over the tip of his cock, gathering his precum, and bring it to my mouth to taste; he lowers his mouth to taste it at the same time. Our tongues delve into each other, teasing, darting, and licking as our lips grind together in a deeper kiss. My hand finds his shaft. When I wrap my hand over it to stroke it, he deepens our kiss even more. Pulling his shorts down, I free his throbbing cock from it's prison, and bend my lips down to meet it. This is the time when a huge family descends on the park. Kids run by, dogs chasing them, with the parents bringing up the rear. My date pulls me close to him, hiding his cock from view. I don't know about him, but my pussy hurts and every inch of my body is throbbing for his touch. The families don't appear to be leaving so we agree to take this back to our trucks. When we reach his truck at the opposite end of the park, I am standing in front of him. He has to reach around me to open the door but doesn't, instead he slides his hands under my shirt and squeezes both of my breasts, thumbing the nipples and sucking on my ear lobe. My hips grind back in return. I whimper when he slides one hand under my jeans to find my wet pussy. His fingers gently explore my clit making my entire body shudder in delight. He applies more pressure, rubbing at the same time. His other hand roams between my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples with his fingers. He knows I am going to cum and pushes his finger into my pussy. Fucking me with his finger, my orgasm tightens over his hand in spasm after spasm, my juice spills out covering his fingers. I find myself weak at the knees and he holds me in place until my orgasm is finished. I turn around in his arms, pulling his mouth down to mine for another deep kiss. At the same time my hands move under his shorts to stroke his hard cock. He rests his chin on the top of my head watching the people in the park. His cock is rock hard, as I play my hand up and down the length of it. The sun has set now and the street is filled with dark pools of inky black as I slide my body down to take the head of his cock in my willing mouth. His hands rest on the top of my head, guiding me up and down over the length of him. I leave his shaft briefly to position my mouth lower, to gently take his balls in my mouth sucking on them before I lick back up to the head. I do this over and over again, listening to his breathing deepen. Then with one hand I hold the skin taunt, I stroke him with my other one, and suck the head at the same time. I can feel his balls draw up. At this point he stands me up, pulls my jeans down, and swiftly enters my pussy from behind. My legs can't separate far because of my jeans are down around my ankles, it makes my pussy tight for his hard dick. He slides is in and out, watching his cock, wet with my juice, slam into me. He fucks me hard, grunting as he pushes my body into the side of his truck, until I feel the his hot threads of cum shooting inside me. It is incredibly erotic and I feel my pussy tighten in response to his orgasm. Our breathing becomes slower and I feel his cock slide out. He pulls up his shorts, and straightens my clothes, turning me around to deliver another mind bending kiss. A few more kisses like that and I am ready for round two. Meeting in the Park Annalin kicked off her tennis shoes and peeled her t-shirt over her head, dropping it on the seat beside her. Her chest, being on the small side of B, didn't need a bra for support so she didn't bother wearing one. She wanted to remove her jeans as well, but since she hadn't worn any sort of underpants she felt that might be pushing her luck. Taking a deep breath, she opened the car door and turned to step out, pressing her bare feet on the asphalt and pausing a moment to take in the sensation of the warm, gritty surface. Stepping out of the car and standing, she shivered. A cool breeze caressed the red-brown circles of her areolas, causing them to sprout the little nubbins of her nipples, increasing their sensitivity and sending a secondary shiver through her body. She stretched and looked around, thinking it may have been wiser to look around before exposing herself. The parking lot was empty, and as far as she could see into the park it was equally deserted, which was to be expected at sunset for a remote, unlighted bit of woodland. Wiggling her toes, she sighed deeply, already feeling the tension of her day starting to dissipate. A few steps along the parking lot and she was able to step up onto the grassy verge, letting the thin green fronds caress her foot gently for a moment before settling onto the cushion of thick lawn. The soft, cushiony surface was only a couple of feet wide, but it was a nice transition from the hard, gritty city, well, small town, environment into the varied and soothing natural one just past its border. Annalin paused to enjoy the sensations on the bottom of her feet, closing her eyes and shifting foot to foot, sliding them across the blades lightly, wiggling at the tickling, then putting weight down again to feel the cushion. Using the remote on her key fob, Annalin locked her car, watching for the little red flash in the window that let her know it was locked. She'd had the annoying horn noise turned off before she even took delivery, since loud noise for the sake of loud noise bothered her. Turning back to the park she took a deep breath and stepped into the woods, intentionally avoiding the paved path off to the side. Cathy walked gingerly across the parking lot, the rough pebbles and grit of the asphalt hurting the tender soles of her feet. She considered going back and getting shoes, but didn't really want to face her parents again. Finding the grassy verge of the parking lot she sighed in relief and paused to look around. She hadn't been this far from her new home before, even though it was only a few blocks. She almost smiled as she saw how thickly the trees were growing together, running toward them, then giggling as the grass tickled her sensitive insteps. Being a city girl, Cathy was not prepared for the way the underbrush caressed her bare legs, scraping lightly in some places, roughly in others, as she pushed her way into the woods. She briefly thought about going back out and finding a path, then changed her mind and continued just pushing in, not even sure what she was doing or why. Short-shorts and tank top were not really ideal for woodland wandering, but it was what she'd been wearing when she ran out of the house. Well, they were the reason she ran out of the house, after getting verbally abused for wearing them. Fussing to herself, she murmured that it wasn't like she really needed a bra; a size AA would be too big for her flat little chest, and at 18 there wasn't much chance of it getting any bigger. And there was nothing wrong with her shorts. They were short, but they weren't snug, and only revealed anything if she sat wrong and someone was trying to look up the legs. She hadn't expected her father to be looking there, then yell at her for seeing what he was trying to see. If you don't want to see a pussy you don't go looking up a girl's pants. Muttering unladylike words, she pushed deeper into the wood, emotional irritation making it easier to ignore the physical irritation of the scratching and clawing of the bushes and branches. Making her way slowly through the trees, Annalin moaned softly as her feet were treated roughly by the brambles and briers that had built up away from the paths. A few times she had to stop to pull thorns from the soft skin, sighing at the contrast between her soft touch and the harsh treatment of the plants. Driving home was going to be a bit painful when those holes started to burn. Gradually the wood thinned and she was walking on dead leaves and pine needles. The new feelings made her pause again to wiggle her toes and get the most from the transition. Darkness slowly took over the wood, sneaking up on Cathy as she slowed her rush, the crackling of the ground underfoot and the breeze sighing through the trees combined to soothe her temper. The trees became shadows, the world fading to gray and black. She was lost in a park. She laughed softly, then stepped more carefully, testing for sharp things poking her feet before putting her weight down. Fewer thorns and more dead leaves, less scraping of her legs, told her she was getting to a thinner part. The blackness ahead lightened to very dark gray. Reaching out for a darker patch, thinking it was a tree trunk, she found something soft and warm. She screamed. Annalin caught at the arm of whoever it was grabbing her breast. She found a thin wrist attached to a small hand as the person screamed. Making shushing noises, she pulled the hand from her chest, then held it lightly, trying to calm the other person while guiding them into a clearing. The half-light of the clearing was positively bright compared to the forest, and Annalin found herself holding the soft hand of a girl even smaller than her own five foot height. At first she assumed the girl was a child, due to her height and lack of any chest development. Cathy caught her breath, calming quickly and blushing when she realized what she had grabbed. She kept her hand on the small, soft breast until the owner pulled her away gently, enjoying the feel. In the brighter light of the clearing she could see a young girl not much bigger than herself had her by the wrist. The girl was topless and even in the semi-darkness Cathy could see her nipples were erect on her small chest. Cathy bit her lip, blushing more as she got interested in the body before her, her eyes sliding down the silhouette, admiring the slim waist and trim hips. "You're topless." Chuckling softly, Annalin nodded. "I wasn't expecting to run into anyone here in the dark." Her hand slipped down the other girl's wrist until she was holding her hand. "You know it's getting late. Are your parents okay with you being out alone in the dark?" Shrugging, Cathy moved her hand in Annalin's, enjoying the soft, warm touch. "I'm an adult," she started, belligerently, then softened her voice. "I'm eighteen, I can be out. They're jerks anyway, that's how come I'm out here lost in the woods." She tightened her grip slightly when it felt like the other girl was loosening hers. Annalin started walking and the little girl came with her. "So a little bit of family troubles sent you running off into the woods barefoot and under dressed?" She liked the way the girl adjusted her hand and started walking with her, like they were old, close friends. She didn't have any old, close friends, but she thought she knew how they would act if she did. "Do you ... oh yes, you said lost, so asking if you know where you are would be a bit on the silly side." "I wasn't worried about being lost. The park has to end some place, we're in a town." Cathy winced as she stepped on a small rock, "more worried about my feet, now." Squeezing the other girl's hand, Annalin smiled softly, "um, this park is actually very large. It's a finger of a state forest. If you go the right direction you could walk for days without finding your way out." She looked down at Cathy's feet and how she was walking so carefully. "Where are your shoes?" Her blush hidden in the darkness, Cathy looked down sheepishly, "I was mad and ran out without them." Noticing Annalin was barefoot as well, she added, "What about yours?" This time it was Annalin's turn to blush, "I left them in my car. I like going barefoot here. I'm not the one wincing and walking like on hot coals." She pulled at Cathy's hand and guided her to walk along beside the paved path. "Here, walk on the grass, it will feel nicer to your feet." She continued holding Cathy's hand, swinging it gently, "so want to talk about why you went running out barefoot to get lost in a forest?" "No. I don't really know you, and it's kind of personal. You know, family stuff." Walking quietly for a while, Cathy felt comfortable, sneaking peeks at the other girl's chest and blushing once in while, then looking down at the ground. She liked the way the other girl seemed so confident, even half dressed. Cathy was sure she'd have just run away to hide if anyone else had caught her topless outdoors. She might dress a little naughty at home, but she couldn't pull it off where someone might see. When Annalin let go of her hand to put her arm around Cathy's shoulders, Cathy put her arm around Annalin's back, the smooth skin feeling nice against her own. "Um, I'm Catherine. Cathy." "I'm Annalin. Ann, Anna, or Lin all work." She rubbed Cathy's shoulder, then walked toward a picnic table that was resolving itself out of the dark. "Want to rest your feet for a minute?" When Cathy nodded, Annalin tugged her up to sit on the table instead of the bench, then sat on the bench in front of her and took her feet in her lap, caressing them lightly and smiling at the moans Cathy made. "I think your feet are going to be mad at you later." Snickering, Cathy shook her head. "Nope. They're mad at me now. I walked on the road and parking lot, then through the trees with all the thorns and stuff. They probly won't let me walk on them again for a week." She closed her eyes and enjoyed the foot massage in peace, letting her mind dwell on how good it felt rather than what had led her to be here in the first place. When the massage moved up her ankles, then her shins, she just shivered a little. When the soft hands started caressing her thighs she moaned softly, only stopping them with a touch when they went inside the legs of her shorts, whispering, "I'm sorry, I don't know you." Leaning forward, Annalin kissed each of her thighs, then left her hands on them, surprised at herself for being so bold, "I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable." When Cathy put her hands on Anna's, Annalin just turned hers over to hold them, looking up to the girl. The night sky wasn't bright enough to get a good look at the girl's face, only giving an impression of young. "Want to walk some more before I get an urge to do something like that again?" Giggling, Cathy nodded, "okay. Don't be sorry. I'm a bit conservative even if I don't seem like it now. I never even had a girlfriend because it's bad, or a boyfriend, because I'm not interested." She slipped off the table and took Annalin's hand. "Oh, so my boob was the first one you've ever grabbed?" Annalin chuckled, feeling warmed that the girl reached for her. Looking down at her feet, Cathy nodded, glad she couldn't be seen clearly. "Not that I was trying to. I just saw dark, though it must be a tree, and went to lean. Was much nicer than a tree." She enjoyed just walking along in silence for a while, then looked around. "Um, I'm totally lost and I probably should get home before my parents do something stupid like call the police. They think that just because I still look like a kid that they have to treat me like one." Annalin stopped and turned Cathy around, then put her arm around her back, slipping it up under her shirt as Cathy's arm went around Anna's bare back. "Then let me show you the way out. We'll take the path, though, so your feet don't get any more angry with you." After a few steps Cathy murmured, "they called me a slut and a whore." Stopping suddenly, Annalin pulled Cathy to her chest just in time to catch her starting to cry, then held her as she let out her anguish, caressing her back under her shirt. When Cathy was just sniffling, Annalin loosened her arms and looked into her eyes, seeing nothing but reflection and black pools, then leaned forward to kiss her lightly on the lips. "I'm guessing that in your family those are harsh words?" Nodding, Cathy returned the kiss, just as lightly, then leaned her head on Anna's shoulder, kissing at her neck softly. "We don't use bad words like that. And I'm still a virgin! Just because Father looked up my shorts and saw girl bits all of a sudden I'm a horrible person. It's not like I go outside dressed like this! I was just sitting on my bed reading. Nobody would see." She giggled, "well, I wouldn't have gone out dressed like this if it wasn't for them, so it's their fault if anybody sees." One hand caressed Annalin's back while the other rested on her stomach. Annalin pushed her away a little so she could get a decent look, "what's wrong with the way you're dressed? It's a pretty common look for teenagers and college kids." She let the girl lean on her again, trying to ignore the hands on her bare upper body. Caressing lightly, Cathy shook her head, "no, it's indecent. Can see my legs and arms and the shape of my body." She sniffled, "my parents are fanatical about that kind of thing. Bodies are horrible sinful things to be covered up." Sighing heavily she let her hand in front play with Annalin's navel, making her giggle. "I don't know how much of their religion I really believe, but I know the idea of wearing a ton of clothes even at home is just silly." She turned to where she could look at Anna's face, "I just wanted to be comfortable in my own room." Leaning forward to kiss the girl again, Annalin nodded, "That has to be rough. Are you going to be okay going home now? They won't beat you or anything will they?" Cathy sniffled and lifted her tank top to wipe her face, revealing her stomach and even her chest for a moment, then took Anna's hand and started following the path again, "probably not. They haven't spanked me in a couple of years. They just yell and call me bad names and threaten a lot. I suppose one of these days they'll throw me out of the house, but it hasn't got to that yet." Once at the parking lot, Annalin retrieved her shirt and put it on, getting a good look at Cathy's face by the car light, and letting Cathy see her as well. The little girl was decidedly pretty. "Would you like a ride home? I promise not to kidnap you unless you ask nicely." Giggling, Cathy nodded, her face showing signs of her crying and making her look even younger. "That would be nice. I really never go out dressed like this and now I'm really uncomfortable being seen this way. And now that I'm not so upset I can feel my feet hurt a lot." Annalin looked down and smiled at Cathy's cute little feet, "Hop in and we'll see if we can find your house." After only a couple of wrong turns Anna found Cathy's house and pulled up to the walk a house length away. She slid closer on the seat and pulled Cathy to her for a hug and a light kiss on the lips, then gave her a business card from the glove box, "this is my number. If you ever need to get out, give me a call at work or home. Even if it's just to talk, okay?" Cathy nodded, sniffled a little, and leaned over to give Anna a kiss in return, "I will, if you don't mind. I need a friend." She got out of the car, then walked up the street hugging the edge of the sidewalk so it wouldn't look like she was coming from the car, then disappeared through a gate. Annalin waited a few minutes, then drove home, worrying about the poor little girl. Over the next few days she wished she had gotten Cathy's number. She couldn't get the vision of her little face looking sad and desperate out of her head. By Friday afternoon she was considering driving through the neighborhood after work. She got a call just before it was time to leave the office. "Um, Hi?" The voice sounded like a scared little kid, "Is this Annalin? This is Cathy. From the park?" "Hi there! I was hoping to hear from you." Annalin breathed a sigh of relief, "are you okay?" "Yes, I guess. Um," the voice seemed to stutter a little, then get quiet, almost a whisper, "can we meet at the park again?" "Sure. When?" "I'm already here sitting on a table. I think it might be where we were, but I'm lost again." The voice laughed but didn't sound very happy. "I was just about to leave. I'll find you." Annalin wanted to ask what was going on, but felt it would be better in person, so hung up the phone, picked up her things, and walked out to her car. Once she arrived at the park, Annalin looked around. There were no cars but it was still a little ways from sunset, so she removed her tennis shoes but left her jeans and shirt on and started through the woods, ignoring the path again. She walked a bit faster than the last time and was through the thickest part quickly. Within minutes, and only half an hour since the call, she was looking at the table with Cathy perched on top. She paused to look her in daylight. Cathy was dressed in shorts and a tank top again, but had a small pile beside her that looked like it might clothing and a schoolbag. Her feet were bare but a pair of tennis shoes was sitting on the bench in front of her. Her legs were crossed and she was leaning forward, her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands. Annalin thought she looked incredibly small and lonesome. Hearing the patter of bare feet on the paved path, Cathy looked up, then jumped off the table to run a few steps to throw her arms around Annalin's waist and press her face to Anna's chest. After a moment Annalin felt her shuddering and knew she was crying. "Hey little girl, what's the matter?" Anna rubbed Cathy's back listening to the sobs get quieter, "it's all right, I'm here for you." Annalin guided the girl back to the picnic table, then sat down, pulling Cathy to her lap and cuddling. Eventually the sobs turned into sniffles and hiccups. "I'm, I'm sorry. Two times we meet and two times I end up crying all over you." She wiped her face on Anna's shirt, then tried to kiss her cheek, but getting her lips as Annalin turned to face her. After a second of shock, she left her lips pressed to Anna's and let her decide what to do. The feel of soft lips pressed to hers was too new for her to be able to think clearly. Annalin was caught off guard by the kiss, but quickly realized what happened. Smiling to herself, she allowed the kiss to continue, even parting her lips to lick Cathy's, holding her snugly on her lap. She broke the kiss and held Cathy's head to her shoulder. "So, want to talk about it, or just want me to take advantage of your fragile emotional state to seduce you?" Giggling, Cathy pressed her lips to Annalin's neck, "maybe both?" She blushed brightly, and without the cover of darkness Annalin was able to see the pretty pink glow it brought to her cheeks. Smiling reassuringly, Annalin hugged her, "a little eager, are we? You don't know me, I might be a raving lunatic." She put a hand on the girl's thigh, caressing lightly, and the other slipped under the back of the girl's tank top. "I'm not, really, but I do find you irresistibly cute. I'll try not to take too much advantage until you're in a better frame of mind to choose what you really want." She looked at the thigh she was caressing and realized how white it really was. "Man, you really do stay covered up, don't you? Has the sun ever seen your skin before?" The teasing was having the desired effect, and Cathy smiled a little shyly, "I don't think so. Even today I wore a full dress until I got here." She sighed and just leaned on Annalin for a few minutes. "I got a little problem though, and I don't know anybody but you." She snickered but without any real humor, "not that I know you, either, but you were nice to me." Meeting in the Park Biting her lip, Annalin tried to be serious for a minute, "Sweety, some of the worst people in the world will be very nice to you. It's how they get close enough to hurt you. You wouldn't let a raving lunatic brandishing a machete within miles, would you? So they act all sweet and tender and get you to trust them and them WHAM," she startled Cathy, "they get you. Some do even the wham part subtle, sucking you in deeper and deeper until next thing you know you've been used up and cast aside." Cathy looked a little sad, "Oh, well, I just mean, well, I need help and I don't know anyone." She looked about to cry again, "I think that's why we moved here, so that I wouldn't have any choice except to follow Father's orders even after turning adult." "And what is it he wants you to do that is so horrible you'll throw yourself at a stranger you found walking half naked in the park?" "Marry the old pervert that runs the church. He's gotta be a hundred years old! And he's a man," she finished weakly, as if that was so horrible as it stood that it didn't need emphasis. Annalin pulled her head back to give Cathy an incredulous look. "No one told him that the days of arranged marriages in the civilized world have come to an end? That people choose their own mates these days, the ones that bother with marriage at all?" Cathy laughed, "you don't tell Father anything. You hint and see if he asks for more information. Telling him anything as if it is a fact is a good way to get smacked. Him and his preacher decide what the facts are and then tell everyone else. There is no room for discussion." Sighing, she let Annalin caress her thigh and back. "So he said I would marry the man and when I said no he raised his hand to slap me and I said I was legally an adult and hitting me would be a criminal offense. He put his hand down and said get married or get out." She gulped back another round of crying, "so I put stuff in a pack and walked out while Father told me what a catch the preacher was and a bunch of stuff about how wonderful life would be. Mother told me to come back and get my stuff Saturday night when the men are all out doing whatever the men's group does all night Saturday." She mentioned a rather unsavory church, well known for their preaching of hatred and violence against everyone they didn't like. Annalin knew something of the church and couldn't think of a worse fate. "I can help you, but I don't promise anything more than a place to go while you decide what you want." She grinned, "and lots of flirting because you're so pretty." Becoming serious again, she added, "you know this is foolish, right? Letting a complete stranger take you home with her?" "Is it sorta like the foolish of taking a complete stranger home with you just cause she grabbed your boob by accident?" Cathy grinned. "Yes, I'd say it's a lot like that kind of foolish." She put Cathy on her feet then stood up, reaching for the pack and the folded dress. "Put your shoes on. Unless you liked the agony of walking barefoot last time." She grinned, "I have to admit that sometimes I crave it." Sitting down and squeezing her little feet into really tiny tennis shoes, Cathy shook her head side to side, "Nuh uh, I think I need a lot more practice before I can do that again." She stood and took the dress from Annalin, leaving them each a hand free for walking together. As they climbed the steps to Annalin's apartment, Cathy noticed that Anna's shoes were still in the car. "You forgot your shoes. Want me to go get them?" She stopped and turned down the stairs, but Anna grabbed her arm. "No need. I leave them there since the only time I wear them is to go places that require them." She smiled and nodded down toward Cathy's feet, "and if you stay around long enough I'll have you doing the same. It's a shame to cover such pretty little toes." Cathy blushed and looked down shyly, then let Annalin tug her to move on up the rest of the way. Annalin's apartment was small but cozy. A fireplace, for gas only, not a wood fire, decorated one wall of the living room, which was furnished with a simple sofa and recliner set, a coffee table holding a couple of magazines, and a big desk with computer and drawing tablet. On one wall was a flat TV screen, on the opposite was a sliding glass door that led to a balcony that wouldn't hold more than two people unless they were very friendly. The kitchen was really just a corner of the living room with space for a small table, refrigerator, stove, and a counter just big enough to fix a small meal on. The bedroom was as sparse as the living room, containing only a queen size bed, a night stand with alarm clock, and a dresser with a nearly empty drawer pulled halfway out. A walk-in closet with the door open contained a few nice dresses and not much else. By the time they got to the bathroom Cathy wasn't expecting anything fancy and wasn't disappointed. Like the rest of the place, it was functional, although larger than she had expected. The shower slash tub was significantly larger than what Cathy was accustomed to. After the quickie tour, Annalin took Cathy's hand and pulled her to the sofa, hitting a remote Cathy hadn't noticed to turn on the TV. Stretching out, Anna pulled Cathy down to snuggle with her. "So, little girl, think you can put up with this tiny bit of an apartment till you figure out what you're going to do?" "I'm little, I can fit," she grinned. "Thank you, really. I don't know what I would have done without you. I knew this was coming since the preacher's wife died last year." She sighed heavily and leaned against Anna, letting her slide her hand under the back of her shirt, "but I thought I'd have time to figure out a plan. I think when I ran out the other day it made Father think he had to push me fast before I figured out an alternative." Caressing the girl's soft skin, Anna looked into her face, "You know you don't have to let me touch you. That's not a condition of me helping you, and it's not a good way to say thank you." "You haven't done anything I don't like." She turned a bit red, "I like being touched. Nobody ever did it before except as punishment." "No goodnight hugs or kisses? Not even from your mother?" Shaking her head, she frowned. "Touching leads to sinful things like kissing. The only time people are supposed to touch is when they are trying to make a baby. And touching people of the same gender is supposed to be the most horrible kind because it makes you gay." Giggling, Anna pulled Cathy up a bit then leaned toward her and kissed her on the lips, pushing her tongue into the shocked girl's mouth briefly, "So that's what happened to me! My mother showed me too much love so I had to turn lesbian." At the word lesbian Cathy blushed brightly and turned her face away, a bit of pain in her expression. Annalin leaned back and pulled Cathy to be lying beside her on the sofa, snuggled tight so she wouldn't fall off, then pulled her chin up to look at her eye to eye. "Okay, now that was a very strange reaction. You have let me kiss you, you've kissed back, you let me know you don't care for men, then you get all upset at the word lesbian." She kissed the girl's forehead, "so even if it's uncomfortable, you really need to explain so I don't hurt you." Trying to turn away but finding no place to go other than falling on the floor, Cathy took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "That's the word they use in the church for women that don't do what the men say. It's supposed to be worse than slut and whore since at least those mean a girl doing a natural thing immorally where a lesbian does unnatural things." She sucked in another breath, quivering, "they called me that when I said I wouldn't marry the preacher and made it sound so dirty and disgusting. When they came to try to fix me they explained what it is - a woman that prefers other women to men - I thought it was really me and that made me feel worse." She nuzzled her head against Anna, "then when I touched you and kissed you I knew it is me and it's what I want to be, but it's a hard word to hear." "So actually being a lesbian isn't the part you're ashamed of, just the word itself? How about if we call it gay, would that help?" Shaking her head, Cathy bit her lip, "no, they use every word they can find that gay people use for themselves and turn them disgusting, making up stories about what they do and mean that are really gross and disgusting. I think I just have to get used to being a lesbian and learn to be proud of it like the people that wear the rainbows say." Annalin slowly slid her hand up under Cathy's shirt again, this time in front, pausing several times to give the girl chances to stop her. When she finally got her fingers on the girl's nipple and squeezed it lightly, getting a gasp out of her, but also feeling the tension and fear, she pretended surprise and lifted the shirt up, looking directly at her chest, then looked in her eyes in mock surprise, "Cathy! Someone stole your boobies!" Looking at her in shock, Cathy couldn't believe she'd said that. Then the expression on Anna's face and the pure silliness bypassed the sensitivity about her chest and she laughed, letting it grow into a full fit of giggles that lasted several minutes. "No, I was short changed right from the beginning. I think my mother kept my share. She's got boobs out to here," stretching her arms improbably far in front of herself. "Would be like her." She shook off the thoughts of her mother as she lifted her arms over her head to let Annalin remove her top. "You're undressing me." "Yup. Tell me when to stop." Annalin pulled her own shirt off, her little round puffy chest bumps jiggling a little as they pulled free of the fabric, then pressed her chest tightly to Cathy's, causing both of them to moan softly. The kisses became a bit more frantic, with each tongue trying to wrestle the other to submission, hands caressing chests, sometimes lightly and lovingly, sometimes rough and passionately. Legs sought to capture legs, Annalin's denim covered ones winning over Cathy's bare, thinner ones significantly more often. The wild fondling and kissing came to an end when they slipped from the sofa to the floor, Cathy landing on her back and Annalin landing on her, face to face, driving the air from Cathy in a loud "oof". After a bout of giggling Annalin helped Cathy to her feet, then held her close, kissing more lovingly than passionately. "I think I'm falling for you in more ways than just dropping off the sofa." She kissed light, quick pecks to the girl's lips. "Be careful you don't let me overwhelm you." "You already did. I know part of it is from not knowing anything, and part is being grateful, and maybe some is puppy love. I'm willing to take that chance if you'll let me." She returned the little pecking kisses. "I'm a bit of a perve and a lot kinky, I have to warn you." She licked Cathy's lips, reaching between their bodies to tease her hard nipples. "I'm willing to try anything once, with you." She cupped Annalin's breasts, squeezing gently, sliding her palms over the pebbly nipples. Annalin pulled away from Cathy, then towed her by the hand to the bedroom. Pausing beside the bed, large for two such small girls, she looked into Cathy's eyes. "Little girl, if at any time you don't like what is going on, tell me. You can say stop any time and I'll stop." Cathy didn't say stop.