0 comments/ 77755 views/ 11 favorites A Night in the Park By: MynxKitten It was already one of those days that seemed to drag on forever. Tom looked at the clock and it only read a quarter till five. With a shake of his head he turned his attention back to the papers which were before him. If only he could hold out for fifteen more minutes, at least then he would be able to get out of the office. Well getting out of work was not the only thing on Tom's mind. No, he kept thinking of this dark-headed girl which he had been seeing at the park where he took his lunch. He didn't know her name, let alone where she worked, but she was there between the hours of noon and one, then he always saw her after he got off work. Tom kept telling himself that he would get the courage to talk to her, but he never did. He could see the way that she was looking at him. Oh she wanted him, just as much as he wanted her. Well at least that is what Tom kept telling himself. Let's just say that Tom, he was not the best looking fella in town, and the girl would more than likely never give him the time of day. It would be safe to say that Tom was a geek, perhaps a major geek by some people's standards. The girl was indeed a lovely sight to behold. Slim build, tempting curves and a nice set of tits. Her hair was dark as midnight and fell just past her shoulders. And her eyes, oh Tom could go on forever about the girl's eyes, they were a frosty shade of blue. Tom looked at the clock once more, the seconds seemed to tick away slowly. And he could already start to feel the ache in his crotch from the mere thought of the girl, Jessica, that is what he called her. His cock twitched and started to strain against the fabric of his jockeys and pants. He shoved to his feet, taking his jacket with him. He of course had to keep the jacket nestled before him to conceal the fact that he had a hard-on. The last thing he needed was one of his female co-workers shrieking like some virgin slut at the sight of a man's hard cock. He made his way towards the elevators and pushed the down button. His gaze tilted up as he watched the numbers flicker between floors. Needless to say, Tom got on the elevator and finally made his way from the building where he worked. His steps seemed to quicken as he grew closer to the park. The sun had already set, the temperature was still rather nice. He looked around the clearing in the park, which was dimly lit by pole lamps, his gaze moving from person to person as he ordered a hot dog from one of the nearby vendors. He took the dog from the vendor and shoved the bills in his hand. He made his way off to his favorite bench. Surely Jessica would be around soon and he would just make himself comfy as he waited. The hot dog was polished off in no time flat, the paper crumpled up and stuffed in his pocket. Just as he was doing that, he finally caught sight of her, Jessica. His mouth fell slightly agape as he watched her move down along the path of the park. She couldn't be any older than perhaps 18 at the most. The girl worked at a nearby music shop that was in one of those mini-malls. Tom watched her, taking note of the clothing which the girl was wearing. A crisp white blouse, with a scant plaid skirt that barely came to mid-thigh, and to top the outfit off she wore black and white saddle shoes with bobby socks that had red ribbons on the cuffs. She was alone today, usually there was another girl with her, as she made her trek into the park. The digital walkman bounced off her hip softly as she moved, the thin cord of the earphones traced along the front of her blouse. She seemed lost in the music, every now and then her ruby stained lips would move as if she was singing the lyrics to the music she was listening to. Just by watching her, Tom was rocking back and forth on the bench, he could feel himself getting even more aroused than he ever was. That outfit, the way that she looked today, this had to be the day that he spoke to her. He shoved himself to his feet, straightening out his pants, and started to make his way towards her as she walked. She didn't even notice him, nor hear him as he had started to move behind her. She was indeed lost in the music that she was listening to. After all Rob Zombie would do that a girl. The pleats of the skirt flared with the sway of her hips, saddle shoes scuffing to the pavement beneath them as she moved along the pathway. Tom seemed enthralled by her ass as it twitched back and forth, his steps did quicken a bit as he drew closer to her. His heart was racing in his chest, he had to talk to her, yes he had to get to know her better. She was all that he thought about. His jaw nearly touched the ground as he watched her bend over, that pert ass of her's was now thrust up high, the skirt lifting upon the supple swells, and then he saw the tiny strip of fabric which was her panties nestled amongst pink petals of her pussy. He lost his breath at the sight of that. There was Jessica's pussy staring him right in the face. His cock began to come to life even more, as if it hadn't to begin with once he saw her. He stepped closer to her as she remained in this position. She was tying her shoe, her ass thrust up in a fuck me position. It was now or never for our boy, time to make a move. And make a move he did. He brought himself up behind her, his fingers coiling about the trim lines of her waist, seizing her gently in his grasp. He then wedged that scrumptious ass against his crotch. Surely she could feel his cock straining against his pants. His hips started to roll, grinding his crotch to his ass, his fingers never losing their hold on her waist. Her head lifted a bit, those dark coils of hair framing her face as she looked back at him. A fine sculpted brow was quirked, the delicate petals of her mouth contorting a bit as if she was going to scream. Glacial gaze was piercing him to his very soul. Luckily the park was not really full of people at this time of night. Most were home eating dinner. He saw the expression which she held on her features. Oh this could be the end of him if he screamed out he thought. That would not be good at all. One of his hand released her waist, quickly moving to her mouth to cover it. The other hand seemed to tighten about her waist. Granted Tom was not overly muscular, but he could hold the girl with ease. He could feel her start to struggle, his arm snaked about her waist further, keeping her to him as he started to drag her from the pathway where they were standing. Her legs began to kick out, muffled cries were heard against Tom's hand, but the sound never really traveled too far. He could feel her squirming against him, he could not believe he was doing this. Things had gone wrong and now he had to make them right. Still she kicked frantically, she didn't know this man from Adam and now he was carting her off to lord knows where to do lord knows what to her. The earphones were pulled from her, the walkman had went sprawling to the ground, breaking into pieces. Tom kept moving, he had to get out of the view of any that might see them. Her skirt lifted further as her feet kicked wildly out to try to catch Tom with the hopes that he would release her. But he seemed much stronger than she thought. His grasp about her waist seemed to tighten as he brought her to one of the darkened bathrooms in the park. The place reeked, it was obvious that it had not been cleaned in some time. The dim bulb in the center of the room flickered, giving very little light. Tom swung her body about with ease, shoving her up against one of the doors to the broken down stalls. She hit it with a fleshy smack, the breath was stolen from her as she collided against it's cool surface. She continued to struggle. Heated tears coursed down her face as she could not believe this was happening to her. Tom's voice was a searing whisper as he spoke to her, "You fucking tease.... " he hissed at her. All the emotions and feelings were swelling up on Tom now, what had once been lust, and perhaps love for this girl had turned to hatred in the matter of moments. The moment that she decided to fight. Somehow, one of her arms got free from Tom's grasp, her fingernails raked at the door which she was pinned against. Her left foot stomped down hard atop of Tom's, making him cry out with the sudden pain which filled him. This of course angered Tom, he shoved her once more against the door to the stall. Her body repeatedly striking against it. The sound seeming to echo in the dimly lit bathroom. Her tiny form seemed to flail like a rag doll as Tom manipulated her. She would cry out, the sound was getting weaker as she struck to the metal door. Blood trickled down from her forehead, a gash had been caused by hitting the door. Tom's hand fell free of her mouth as he felt her begin to go limp in his embrace. No longer did she fight as much as she first did when they came into the bathroom. He could feel the tremors which coursed through her as she sobbed, she panted quietly, her breath was ragged as she was near losing consciousness. Tom kept one arm snaked about her waist, the other hand then lowered, it glided between her legs, thrusting her thighs further apart. His fingers coiled, yanking at the thin strap of her panties. He could hear the fabric give way and feel it begin to tear as he jerked his wrist hard. With the thin cotton barrier out of the way now, he slipped his finger down along her slit, that plump digit glided along the folds of her cunt. She was wet to Tom's surprise. Her tight slight was sopping. This of course spurred Tom on even more. He moved his hand from betwee her thighs and hiked up her skirt now. He took a moment or two to admire the sweet swells of her creamy ass. He could feel his cock stir to a full erect state. God, how he wanted her now. He kept her pinned against the door of the stall as he worked to get his pants undone. He could hear her whimper from time to time as her body was jostled with the movement. The belt was undone and the fly unzipped, he tugged the pants down and out came his cock. It was hard and glistened with the drops of pre-cum that lingered on the very swollen tip. He kept his arm about her waist, fingers dug into her side as he propelled her to turn. He shoved her toward the set of sinks which lined the opposite wall. She spun about, she crashed into the middle sink. A faint groan could be heard from her as she slumped to the basin of the sink. Her bare ass was presented to Tom, thrust up in such a provocative position. Her fingers clutched at the side of the sink as she tried to keep herself up. She had nearly composed herself somewhat but by that time it was too late, Tom was looming behind her once more. His hard cock bobbed as he stalked closer to her. She cried out softly, the sound died in her throat as Tom's hand came across her cheek in a fierce backhand. Her head snapped to the side, blood did fly from the side of her mouth as his hand had caught her just right. She slumped against the sink, her head reeled with the pain which filled her. Tom's hand moved out again, this time he clutched the white fabric of her blouse. The material gave little resistance as it tore. The buttons popped from the blouse, the fabric hung loosely about her shoulders now. His fingers pawed at the swells of her breasts, he ripped at the delicate lace which enshrouded the creamy globes of flesh. His other hand was busy as well, he pushed the skirt up fully over her ass and moved aside the torn fabric of her panties. He glanced down in the dim light at her pussy. Those pink fleshy folds seemed to beckon him to fuck her. His index finger ran the length of her sodden slit many times, he seemed to prepare her for what would soon come. His hand then lowered further, he shoved her thighs further apart so that snatch of hers would be easily accessed. His thumb glided across the swollen nub of her clit. How hot and wet she was. The hand which had fondled her breasts now came up, it pressed to the center of her back, fingers dug deep to her flesh and muscle as he held her there before him. He edged himself closer to her, the engorged tip of his cock ran the length of her pussy, the sweet nectar of her cooze soaked to it's rigid shaft. He lined his cock up with her honeyed hole, his eyes watched her the whole time. She moved very little as she remained prone over the sink which he held her against. And with a sudden stab of his hips, his cock impaled her. He groaned with pleasure, it felt like sheer ecstasy as her silken walls parted and allowed him entrance. A faint shriek fell from her lips as she felt his cock invade her. She began to move again, she tried her best to get up from this bent position which he held in her. This action was met with a brutal jolt of reality as Tom forced her back down. Her head struck against the faucet of the sink, for a moment she saw stars and her vision began to blurr. Her frame fell limp against the basin of the sink as she struggled to keep conscious. Tom's hands found their way to her hips, he seized them tightly as he thought the fun would begin now. His fingers curled into the flesh of her hips, his own hips started to pummel her from behind. Her ass bounced off his thighs with the thrusts that he delivered to her. His cock sunk deeper into her cunt with each stroke of his hips. The sound of their coupling lifted in the dank bathroom, along with the sounds of Tom's moans. Jessica stirred as she felt each thrust which jarred her from behind. Her head spun, she fought the idea that this was no longer a dream, but she realized that was for real. Her pussy was so tight around Tom's cock, reluctant as he kept thrusting against her from behind. But the more he thrust, the more of her juices flowed. He could feel them coat the full length of his cock and down to his balls. His fingers fanned out across her hips, nails dug into the skin which rested there. Her own fingers clutched the edge of the sink which she was positioned over as he had his way with her. Beads of perspiration formed on his brow as he continued to ride her. She whimpered, the sound seemed to fall upon deaf ears as Tom's cock plunged to the hilt within her pussy repeatedly. Despite her efforts to resist him, she began to get wetter with each stroke of his hips. His cock caressed her inner walls and made them tremble. This surely could not happen to her, she thought, no she was being raped, yet her body betrayed her. Her own hips began to roll, she drew them in tight circles to meet his own movements. His left hand dipped down, fingers raked along the swells of her ass until he reached the sweet cleft of her bottom. He parted the cheeks further to expose the tight rose bud ring which rested there. His thumb pressed to the puckered ring of muscles, seeking entrance to it. Soon the tip of his thumb disappeared into her ass. He swirled the thick digit around in her ass, he pressed it further until it was buried to the knuckle. She felt the burn of his thumb as it penetrated her ass, it was a new sensation to her as his digit ravished her virgin hole. She began to pull away, then groaned quietly as she started to press back to the digit which invaded her. With her movements, Tom's thumb glided deeper into the depths of her ass until it was buried to the base. "Yeah.. that's it bitch, move.. " Tom's voice came to her ears as his hand connected sharply with the fleshy swells of her ass. He had seen her begin to undulate her hips, and even press to his thumb as he took advantage of both holes which were offered to him. He watched the flesh of her ass ripple as his hand collided against it several times, the skin turned a nice shade of red by the time he was done. Each swat produced another sound from her, they ranged from whimpers to what almost sounded like a moan. The thrusts of his hips made her ass bounce off his thighs sharply, the sound of flesh which collided with flesh filled the bathroom. His cock throbbed by now, her sweet pussy was nearly too much for him to handle. His fingers wrapped about a few of her strands of hair which fell down her back, he tugged at the hair, which brought her head up. Faint whimpers were heard as her lips parted, lashes fluttered down across her glazed over eyes. Her fingers slipped from the hold which they held on the sides of the sink as he brought her head back. Her whole body seemed to arch, in a near provocative postion. She caught sight of herself in the broken mirror, blood had trickled from from the corner of her mouth and from a gash on her temple. Her breasts bounced with each thrust that jostled her from behind, the torn fabric of her blouse and bra hung loosely from her tormented frame. Fresh tears coursed down her cheeks, her heartbeat was rapid in her chest. She could barely make out Tom's features in the shards of the mirror, the dim light did not help either. Would there be someone to save her from this cruel fate? She somehow doubted it. Yet, she knew that this was wrong, that he was raping her, but her body was responding as it he was a lover of hers. The more she hoped that it would end, the more she seemed to pray that she would cum with him. His words, though meant more to taunt her, turned her on. He called her a whore and a slut and how he loved to fuck her. Most of his words were lost as she heard the sound of their bodies striking one another. His thumb popped from her ass, fingers began to paw at the creamy flesh of her bottom as his hips moved against her still with the same fierceness as before. He groaned with pleasure, this is the moment that he had waited for. But it wasn't truly enough for him. He released his grasp on her hair and then withdrew his cock. He wanted to see her face as he fucked her. With actual care, he rolled her over now, so she was draped across the sink on her back. Bare breasts bobbed with this movement as she was settled before him. Her thighs were shoved apart again and his fingers slipped between them. She was incredibly wet in her condition. His other hand moved between her breasts, he squeezed and pulled on her nipples, he rolled the turgid peeks between index and thumb. He tormented the taut buds until bruises began to lift to her flesh. She rested with her bottom basicaly cradled by the basin of the sink. She arched her hips as she felt his fingers brush against the inner part of her thighs. The tattered remains of her panties caressed at the side of her right thigh. Her shoulders rolled, his fingers fondled the aroused buds of her nipples. The petals of her mouth contorted as she moaned very softly, feeling him torture her nipples betwixt his fingers. Both of his hands now drifted to her hips, fingertips kneaded the skin that rested there. He glanced down to her mound, a tiny patch of dark hair rested there, the rest was bare. His hands then hooked down to her thighs, he parted them further until the flesh was pulled taut along the inside of her thighs. Her pussy invited him once more and he took the invatation readily. He thrust his hips forward and his cock was deep inside that wet snatch again. Her body quivered as she felt the sudden jab of his cock as it found it's way within her warmth once more. Her hands came up, they pressed to his chest, she tried to push him away, though still she struggled with the sensation of wanting him to finish fucking her. Her fingers pawed at his shirt, anything to get him to back away. But she found her wrists grasped by a single hand of his and held above her head. The broken glass of the mirror raking to the tops of her hands. His fingers tightened around the slender columns of her wrists as he held her in place. The other hand drifted down as he snagged ahold of her left leg, he crooked her knee and slung her leg about his waist. He watched her breasts bounce with the thrusts that were delivered to her. His cock glistened with the juices of her cunt as it glided repeatedly with the now stretched walls. He knew that he would not last too much longer, his hips began to thrust a bit faster and harder, each thrust jarred her completely. A Night in the Park From a very young age I had always known I wanted kids. Back then I had always thought one of each a boy and a girl with the boy hopefully being born first so he could look out for his little sister. Didn't work out that way though. I had met my then boyfriend at a young age and we had our first child a daughter. Some seven years later our second daughter was born and we finally married then two years after that I finally had the son I had always wanted. As the years passed it was great watching the kids grow-up. The girls spoiled their little brother rotten and being an only boy he grew up sensitive to women's needs. So at 18 Mark was a heartbreaker I watched and sometimes liked the cute young girls he brought home and bowled over with his charm. I admit though being the only woman in his eye for 16 years I sometimes suffered a bit of jealously over the attention he poured on them. It didn't help much that my husband and I had drifted apart over the years. So nowadays all he seemed to do was annoy or irritate me. I hated the fact he never wanted to go out anymore. All he wanted to do is stay home and watch his DVDs or play his video games. Thankfully Mark was still living with us before going off to college like his sisters. When he wasn't taking one of his girlfriends out on a date. He'd make time for me so we could catch a movie or go down to the local bar and shoot some pool. Tonight wasn't unlike any other night although a bit on the humid side as we left the bar for the short walk home. Mark was still shaking his head from all the stares I had gotten dressed in my low rider cutoffs, exposing the line of my red bikini bottoms and my matching red bikini top. "What?" I asked Mark smiling. "Nothing," he laughed but I heard him whisper under his breath, "you're such a tease ma." Being a very open family it didn't surprise me much when Mark asked, "Mom, I know you're still considered young and still look it and very beautiful, but I also know you and dad have grown apart and don't "do" it anymore, don't you ever get urges or frustrated?" Giving Mark a sideways glance and blushing a little as I said, "Simply put, yes I do get urges, but I love your father very much, and sometimes a woman just has to take care of herself." "Yeah I can understand that," Mark said as we headed off the sidewalk to cut through the park. I noticed a couple of men walking towards us but didn't think anything of it. As we passed them Mark and I resumed our conversation. I gasped a little and was caught off guard as I felt strong arms wrap around me. I looked over at Mark as the unseen attacker placed his hand over my mouth. The other man was holding a handgun in the small of Mark's back. "You won't scream if I take my hand down will you?" the man holding me whispered gruffly in my ear as he pulled me and the other one followed with Mark towards one of the park's dimly lit shelters. Nodding my head it was at a time like this I hated the way the park had been designed for privacy. As we made our way off the path and past the hedges and trees to the inside of the shelter. I got a good look at the men, they looked to be only a bit older than Mark. So I thought I'd try for a plea "I know you boys aren't bad, why are you doing this?" The one that was holding Mark answered, "We wanted a little excitement tonight, and you and your boyfriend looked like prime candidates." "Yeah," said the one that was holding me as he pushed me down onto my hands and knees. Always the mother I whispered, "Please if you must not in front of my son." They looked a little stunned by this admission, just what I was hoping for. Then Mark always the protective son said, "Yeah leave my Mom alone." "No matter, we're gonna have our fun anyway," said the one behind me as he yanked my cutoffs down and ripped off my thong. "Mm yeah do the sexy bitch, Mike," The one holding Mark said as he sat down on a bench and tugged Mark down beside him. Mike turned me a bit sideways so his partner and Mark could see as he spread my ass checks and rubbed his big cock up and down my crack. I couldn't help myself from getting extremely aroused as these two well built guys had their way with me. "Ooh yeah she's tight, Eric," Mike said as he pushed the head of his dick into my asshole. I groaned a bit as his thick cock entered my tight little hole and glanced over at Mark and Eric and watched as Eric unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. Slowly he stroked his swelling shaft as Mike pumped his throbbing dick in and out of my ass. I looked up at Mark who was watching quietly a look of anger in his deep blue eyes but also something else I couldn't quite make out as Mike thrust his cock in faster over and over. I gasped a bit as I felt his huge cock swell and squirt his cum deep in my ass. Slowly he pulled out and went to sit on the other side of Mark and took the gun from Eric. Eric who had been jerking steadily got up and laid on the ground beside me his big throbbing dick standing straight up and shining with precum. "Ride it slut!" , he said hoarsely. I moaned a little as I straddled his waist and slide my now wet little cunt down onto his cock. Eric grabbed my hips and bucked his throbbing dick up into tight pussy meeting my rocking and grinding motions. My moans filling the shelter as I rode my pussy on his big cock. Mike who had begun jerking his again hard cock said to Mark "Mmm damn your Mom sure can ride." Then it looked as if an idea had just struck him. "Why don't you go make your ma suck your dick," he laughed. "Do it, I'm not joking," Mike said roughly as he saw Mark's look of indecision. "Oh God no," I thought to myself as I heard my son rise. "OOh shit!" ,I moaned out Eric's big pulsating cock rubbing my walls pushing me over the edge. I opened my tightly shut eyes as I felt Mark rubbing the head of his cock along my lips. I dared a look up in his eyes thinking I'd see revulsion instead I saw only curiosity. "Mom," he whispered as I realized I'd been pressing my lips together. I heard him groan as I parted my lips and he pushed his dick slowly in my mouth. Eric pulled out from underneath me as Mike positioned himself behind me again. It seemed hours passed like in a dream before I heard Mike growl from behind me as he slid he aching cock in my now, dripping with cum, little cunt, "Suck him off." Slowly I began to suck on Mark's dick, rubbing and swirling my tongue over the tip as I tasted my son. "Bet'cha like to fuck her tight juicy little cunt wouldn't ya?" Mike grunted as he thrust his cock in my pussy faster and faster as he watched me work Mark's cock. I felt my walls tightening around Mike's throbbing shaft rubbing against my walls. Sucking on Mark's cock harder and faster as I feel him beginning to pump his dick in and out now. "Oh godd!" I moaned out as I exploded all over Mike's cock fucking my wet little cunt harder and harder. "Yeah that's it bitch!" Mike growled as his cock spasmed in my throbbing pussy. My moans sending vibrations along Mark's cock as he grabs a fistful of my hair. He yanks my mouth on him deeper sending his dick down my throat as he explodes his seed. "Oh yeah that's it!" I heard Eric groan from beside Mark as he sprays my face just as my son cums down my throat. Righting their clothes and sprinting off into the night as Mark and I slowly gather ourselves I hear him whisper, "Are you going to press charges?" "How can I?" I said simply. "Yeah, and ya know Mom I'm sorry, but I enjoyed that," Mark said as he gave me a quick hug. Sighing I said, "Yeah I know baby I did too, but I assume we just forget everything that happened here tonight." "All right," Mark whispered as we let ourselves into the dark house some five minutes later. "We better get to bed," I said as I glanced at the clock on the wall. "Dad is spending the night at grandma's again this note says," Mark said as he too glanced at the clock. I was a bit shocked and surprised as he pulled me into his strong embrace and kissed me deeply. Breaking the kiss he headed off towards his room saying over his shoulder "Yeah, Night ma." I shook my head and headed towards my own bedroom. Once inside I pulled off my clothes and jumped in the shower for a nice long wash. I couldn't get the night out of my head as I crawled between the cool satin sheets some thirty minutes later. I spent two hours twisting and turning as I tried to make my wet hot body go to sleep. Just as I was slipping off into oblivion I felt strong familiar arms wrap around me from behind. "Please, don't" I whispered out as I felt his hot hard cock pressing against my naked ass as his hand drifts down my abdomen to tangle in the silky curls between my legs. "Please ma, just this once," Mark whispers as he parts my swollen pussy lips and rubs his finger up and down my wet slit as his cock shoves into my crack. "OOh God yes!" I moaned out as his finger found my aching little nub and rubbed circles faster and faster around it. "OK, just this once," I moaned out hoarsely. Suddenly he stopped rubbing "Noo," I whimpered as I thrust my hips pumping my pussy at his finger and my ass at his cock. "The way I want," Mark said as he rolled me over and pinned me on my back and moved between my legs. "Fuck me hard!" I yelled out as I watched him grab his throbbing dick and shove it in my dripping hole. "Oh yeah," He groaned as he spread my legs wider and pumped his pulsing shaft faster and faster inside me. "YES YES!" I screamed out as my cunt exploded around his cock fucking me deeper and deeper. "Ahhhh God!" Mark yelled out as his cock hit deep in my pussy and erupted splashing me full of his cum. "Mmmm damn Mom!" he moaned as he pulled out and rolled over onto his side and pulled me into his body. "Sleep now, we'll forget everything in the morning" he whispered as we were already drifting off into oblivion again. A Night in the Park Jenna gasped as she was tugged along into the park; it was dark and the mostly unlit. She stumbled on the uneven path that was merely a line of blackness sandwiched between the very dark patches of grass. She clutched at the fake fur coat that was her only clothing, John had forbidden her to button it and so it fell open to reveal creamy white skin that glowed in the moonlight every time she tripped in her high-heeled sandals. John lead her deeper into the park, once or twice she thought she heard voices but they never met anyone. Her heart beat fast in her chest, though not through fear but excitement. John had told her to undress at home and wear only the coat and the shoes, when she stood before him he had ushered her out to the car. He had driven them around the seedier parts of town; twice he had stopped near a group of prostitutes and told her to get out. He wanted her to stand on the kerbside and pose as one of them, he told her he wanted her to take money from a stranger and let him fuck her in an alley. She had said no, she had she would do anything but that. Several times before he had brought home friends to have sex with them both, or just her whilst he looked on but she couldn't do what he asked this time. She was relieved when he pulled her into the park; he wanted to fuck her out doors. That was fine by her; no-one made her come like he did. She no longer questioned the way her body responded to him, the way she would mindlessly do almost anything that he asked. She had been horrified the first time he had brought a friend home to their flat, she had served them dinner and then as she was clearing away the dishes John had pushed her down onto the table pulled up her skirt and thrust his hard cock inside her. He demanded that she never wore underwear so she was always naked beneath her skirts. As he fucked her roughly he continued his conversation with his friend. John didn't come inside her; he merely used her to show his friend that he could, as she lay gasping and humiliated he pulled out from her and offered his friend a turn. She had lain there open mouthed and damp eyed as the strange man had fumbled with himself before forcing his cock inside her. She was wet and slippery within; her natural reaction to John touching her but she blushed deeply at sharing that knowledge with the unknown man. The unfamiliar cock had pounded inside her, she had felt so ashamed of John's casual use of her, and it was only when she finally looked up at him that she saw the naked desire on his face. He kept pace with the conversation that they held above her as though she wasn't there but all the while his gaze bore into her with naked lust. The shame that she felt turned to twisted pride and she came underneath the strange man, gasping and crying. He had laughed and thrust harder inside her until his cock burst with his hot seed. As soon as he had finished he zipped up his trousers and left, John returned to her from seeing him to the door and pushed her back down over the table and fucked her so hard she had screamed with the joy of it. He claimed he couldn't get enough of fucking her whilst she was wet with another mans seed. John stopped by the picnic bench; it was a hang out for local kids during the day and the graffiti on the bench and the surrounding pathways marked the place as their territory. On the seat of the bench lay an old man covered in newspapers despite the heat of the night. At the sound of her heels on the path the old man stirred and roused. He immediately began to mumble apologies and moved as though to shift away from them. John told her to stay still; he walked up and spoke softly to the tramp. Jenna watched him pull some notes from his pocket and hand them to him. She watched the man stumble away letting out a sigh of relief. John set down the large tripod and attached his tiny video camera until it was facing the picnic table. Then he pulled a jar from his pocket, pulled out his already stiff cock and began to coat his cock in the thick jelly. He motioned for her to move closer to him and positioned her leaning over deeply onto the table her bottom pushed high into the air. She knew this was the part of her he wanted to fuck first. With shaky knees she held herself still, stretching her legs as far apart as she could. After checking the camera on more time he approached her. "I want you to make a lot of noise, I want you to beg me for more cock, do you understand." Jenna nodded, she was bent over below the glow of an orange street light and he was filming her every movement. Just the thought that he would make her watch the tape later, knowing that watching it would make him stroke himself to arousal and fuck her mightily hard was enough to have her juices running down her legs. She wondered if the camera would catch them glistening as she felt it drip down her thighs. He was as hard as stone as he pressed against her upturned arse. The thick lube eased the way but her passage still gripped him tightly. He was long and thick and she growled beneath him. She had not enjoyed this with anyone before him but he made it so dirty and forbidden that she had been known to beg him to fuck her like this. When he had finally pushed all of his hardness inside she began to cry out in earnest. He withdrew and plunged back inside her. He thrust hard and fast and without mercy for her fragile frame. She gasped and begged him for more, partly because he had asked and partly because he was going so fast she feared may come before the orgasm she could feel building inside her. She remembered his words and began to cry out hoarsely. "I want more cock, fuck me harder." Her words rattled throughout the park, the darkness making her braver. She was pulled from her mindless frenzy by a movement in the shadows. Gasping with shock even whilst he drove himself hard against her, she studied the surrounding blackness; she was aware that the streetlight above them must have been like a beacon. Four homeless men shuffled out from the shadows. She felt John swell inside her and then spray his seed deep inside her bowels. She flushed deeply at the lust on the dirty men's faces; she wanted John to stay where he was to hide her from their gazes. "Gentlemen, form a queue." John said pulling his spent cock from her arse. As he stepped back he dragged the fur coat from her arms leaving her fully exposed to them. "Hmm I do hope you are as well endowed as you are ripe." John chuckled to them. "This ain't no trick?" The first one asked. If he had any doubts they weren't enough to discourage him as he was already fumbling with his trousers, even from two foot away Jenna could smell the filth on him. "Oh no trick at all," Laughed John, "You heard her, she wants more cock." His hand was pressed against her naked back holding her in place as the first man shuffled closer. Jenna was overwhelmed with the awful aroma surrounding him. She cried out as she felt his cock press against her cunt; unable to believe that this could be happening, unwilling to think of the filthy cock now forcing its way inside her. The cock was large and felt gritty against her sensitive flesh; the tramp had to push even harder as the shock had rid her of her previous wetness. "I've not had a cunt this tight in twenty years." Gasped the dirty old man. As soon as he had forced himself inside he placed his dirty hands on the globes of her arse and began to thrust. "I'm not going to last long at this rate." "That's why I asked you to bring re-enforcements." John laughed lightly from behind the camera. Jenna raised her head at his words. "Oh yes darling, I asked them to come here and I am having to pay them to fuck you." "Well, we would have done it for free but payment is ok by us." Laughed another. John moved around to Jenna's face and leaned in close as she grimaced and wept. "Fucked by tramps, all those fat filthy cocks pumping away. I wonder how long it will be before you are screaming and begging for them all." He chuckled. "Is it big, that cock inside you now?" Jenna let her tears fall and nodded, he was large, the question made her more aware of the movement inside her, she could feel the sliding motion that told of her inner wetness and her cheeks burned a fresh. "Hurry up Jonas." Demanded one of the others. "Hey, it's a shame Dirk isn't here, that enormous cock of his would have raised a few screams." "Another fifty if you go fetch him." Said Jon quickly. Jenna wailed in shame just as the man standing over her came inside her. "Lets roll her over so we can see better," Called another one. Many hands touched at her and pushed her over onto her back, exposing her sopping cunt and her pale breasts to their eyes. Kneeling up on the bench seat the next man thrust his pungent cock inside her he grinned down at her with rotten teeth. As soon as he thrust up inside he began to grab at her breasts. He rammed into her so hard and fast that she cried out, terrified that she would come beneath him. Her disgust and shame grew when he lowered his rotten teeth to her soft pale breast. Her nipples so sensitive ordinarily she would beg to have them in John's mouth. The man fit his mouth around the whole of her breast, his teeth pressing on the flesh of the sides. She moaned loudly in disgust and arousal and as the filthy men cheered him on, with a cry of shame she gave in to the orgasm threatening to swamp her. The men cheered and grew more confident. When the man dismounted the men shouted for two cocks. She heard John's appreciative sigh. They bundled her up and sat her down on top of a hard and crusty cock, the sensation made her nauseous even as her cunt already began to cling to him. She cried out against her body's betrayal. She turned her head to see John gazing down on her whilst he stroked himself through his trousers. As she sat splayed over the filthiest man she had ever seen she felt rough hands grab at her hips and another cock was being forced inside her cunt. Two cocks stretched her like nothing else could. She felt every vein and every crumb of dirt. The man behind placed his hands around each breast forming a tight band at the base of each one giving them the appearance of udders. He pressed himself against her back and forced her downwards until her breasts were pointed at the other mans mouth. He opened filthy lips and sucked hard on her tight nipples, the sight appalled her and the sensation thrilled her. Then they began to move, two cocks moving independently inside her cunt. She shook her head but she screamed her approval. She bucked hard against the pair. She came twice before they did. The men cheered each time adding to her shame. They cheered again at the arrival of Dirk. As they pulled her off the picnic table the other two scrambled free to make way for him he lay back with his pants open. Jenna cried out in panic as she saw what looked like an arm between his legs. It was hard and thick as her wrist and looked to be longer than fourteen inches. It was as deeply black as he was. He eyed her lust and pity. She was lowered onto the huge staff and began to shudder before she was half way down his length; it felt bigger than the two cocks together. Before she had the cock fully inside her cunt she could feel another one pressing against her arse. She closed her eyes in horror and then looked over at John once more. He gazed at her in delight, his cock tented his trousers. The desire in his eyes and the sensations of her body being stretched for the pleasure of these awful men had her surrendering to another wave of orgasm. She was grateful to the arse fucking that John had already given her; it greased the way for the long thin cock tunnelling inside her. When she felt his pubic hair touch her buttocks she knew she was full. The sensation was enough to have her moaning. It hurt to move on the huge cock, she could feel it trying to press through into her womb. But as she felt herself tighten around it she couldn't help but grind herself against it, she writhed backwards and forwards between the two cocks. Both men kneaded her breasts painfully but it triggered wave upon wave of pleasure until she was mindless with frenzy. Desire and sensation were the only things in the whole world to her. John had to shift the camera angle at one point to fully capture the two cocks she was riding and the two bobbing heads that sucked and lapped at her breasts. Jenna was nearly drunk on pleasure when the man came in side her arse, stretched so tight she felt every jerk and spurt from his cock. The black man lifted her off and she cried out with dismay. He lay her down astride the man laying beside him who gripped her hips greedily. He felt small in comparison but Jenna moved against him unable to stop herself. Then Dirk placed his hugeness against her arse, her hole was stretched and dripping with cum. He held her firmly down as he wrestled to get himself inside her tight hole. He gripped a hand over her mouth when she began to scream in panic. The feel of being held as he forced her to open to him made her cum again she bucked and gasped in his firm grip. She was impaled when he fully entered her. His bulk forced her against the man underneath and he came quickly jerking and twitching inside her sopping cunt. The big black man pulled out leaving her arse a gaping hole. She cried out, bereft until he turned her once more onto her back he motioned some of the men forward. "You want a show?" He looked up at the man behind the camera with a conspiratorial grin. He must have got a nod because he began to give instructions to two others. He held Jenna's legs high in the air and slowly began to force them back, her back arched as he forced her knees to the table beside her ears. "Suck her tits like they got milk." He instructed the two men. Each man held a leg pulled painfully wide open, with her knees by her ears her arse was high in the air and cunt gaped open, slick with cum. Using his hand the black man guided his cock back into her arse. The two men sucked deeply on her nipples, making her weep exhaustedly. She shuddered as she felt her arse fill deeper than ever before with huge fat cock. She gazed with blind eyes at the dark skinned man as he pushed four fingers inside her, making sloshing noises as he encountered a pint of sperm pooled inside her. He thrust his hand a few times before inserting his thumb and beginning to slowly press his whole hand inside her. When he was inside, his wrist disappearing between her folds he nodded to the man behind the camera. "You want to take her throat? She's gonna remember this forever you might want to be a part." Wordlessly John hurried forward. He looked down at Jenna's shocked face and rushed to unzip his trousers. As the big black man above her began to thrust inside her arse, he kneaded his huge fist deep down inside her cunt like he was making bread. Just as she was about to scream John tipped her head back and ploughed his long thick cock down her throat cutting off any hope of oxygen. Having her throat fucked was something that thrilled her in normal circumstances, tonight it broke her. She went limp between the two men as they pummelled and stretched her for the men cheering them on and for the silent camera recording every debauched minute. She came over and again until she lost count. John choked her for a long minute when he finally came. A long minute later the big man nearly crushed as he poured stream after stream of jism inside her tender passage. Dirk helped John carry her naked limp form to the bike stands where John presented him with a coin and they hosed her down with the power spray supplied for washing mud drenched bikes. John half carried her to the car. Unable to stop himself he lay her limply on the bonnet and fucked her again, pounding and slamming his body inside hers before laying her to rest limply on the passenger seat. Shocked at his arousal, he fucked in the passenger seat when he parked on his own drive once more, she was nearly unconscious but he felt her cunt grip his cock and spasm around him. So much excitement and he hadn't even watched the video yet. A Night in the Park She was there again. He smiled as he watched her sit in front of the lake and stare out at the water. Every day as the sun was going down over the city she came here, spring, summer, fall or winter. For the last two years he had come across her. Some times they exchanged words, a smile or a wave, but never more then that. He didn't know her name; he didn't know where she lived or what she did for the rest of the day. He knew only that she came to the park, found this hidden spot and when the sun was down, she stood, took off her clothes and lay back in the grass. What he did know was that she was beautiful. Not that all men or women might agree with him, but to his eyes she was the most beautiful thing in the world. Tall, at least tall to him compared to the other women he met who seemed to barely hit his belt line. The top of her head met his chin and he stood at almost seven feet in his bare feet. She was full figured, not totally round, but well shaped and her body looked muscular and well toned, like she might work out at a gym or such. Her long legs showed power in them, and he loved watching them as she parted them, giving him a clear view of her clean shaven pussy. He had never thought of himself as a voyeur, but in her case, he found it the hottest, most exciting experience he had ever known. The first time he had heard her, he had thought it was a couple kids come to play, but instead it was just her, one hand between her legs, the other busy working over her breasts in a way that told him she liked it rough. Even as he had started to move closer, he had seen her cum and the spasms that racked her body seemed to last forever. In his work pants, his cock had hardened instantly. God, what he wouldn't give for a chance to crawl in between her fine looking thighs and sink himself deep inside her. He hungered for her, felt her in every part of his mind and body as his day progressed. He even wished that he could meet her for real, to know her and hold her close in his arms for more then a dream beat. The sun was going down now and as the rays faded she stood up and began her ritual, to day was different though, this time she turned and looked directly at him. "After all this time, wouldn't you rather do it for me?" Her voice was soft, but husky and desire filled. He had been so sure she couldn't possibly see him but he knew now that somehow he had betrayed his presence to her. Swallowing hard, he stepped out of his hiding place and walked toward her. "How did you know...?" That made her smile. "After two years of this, I could always tell, hell, I even did things that I hoped would draw you out sooner. But you always hid. Or are you one of those guys who just like to watch...?" "I like to watch you...but no, normally I like to be a part of things..." He was getting hard, and she ran her gorgeous blue-green eyes over his long, slender frame. "I like to be watched, I guess it's a fetish I got. I got a web site, but it's not near as fun as it is in person." She moved closer to him. "My name is Lindi, like the old dance, but with an I instead of a Y at the end. What's yours? "Most folks just called me Big John, you can guess why..." A soft giggle escaped her full, ripe lips. "No, I can't, are you big all over, or just in height...?" That made him grin. "Are you flirting with me Lindi?" "I thought that was obvious...so are you, big all over I mean..." She was reaching out to stroke the bulge in the front of his pants. "Oh, I guess you are...very big...and getting bigger..." "Hmm, you keep that up and it won't be very big for long. Been a while since a woman touched me the way you are..." Her caressing touch was making him throb and beg for release. Usually he could control himself, but something about her was making it hard to even consider holding back. Lindi nodded. "So I see...have to deal with that..." Even as he watched, she dropped to her knees and opened his pants, when he was free to her gaze; she stroked him gently and nodded. "Excellent, totally excellent..." He wasn't ready for her to take him in her mouth the way she did. But within seconds he didn't care. Running his fingers through her silky brown hair, he fought to keep his hips from ramming her lips. As it was, she was taking him deeper then most women did and stroking him at the same time she was fondling his balls. "Lord Honey; you get right down to it don't you...oh yes, suck me baby, been so damn long since I felt since such a nice pair of lips like yours." She drew back long enough to look up at him. "Give it to me, the way you want to, I can handle it..." He had his doubts, but he knew she was getting hot from this and if he was destined to fuck that luscious pussy she had, she would need to be as wet as she could be. As he let his hips begin to use his cock as a battering ram, he felt her increase her suction and lord it was so good. "Oh my god Lindi, yes, take him, take him deep and suck him off, suck me honey, let me ram him down your hot throat...make me cum, make me fucking cum..." It hit him like a steamroller. As he shot off, she drank him down, and when he was empty he had to sit back in the grass, his legs were refusing to support him. He brought her down with him, on top of him, despite her protests of being too heavy. After several deep kisses, she raised her head and smiled down at him. "How was that Big John, did I rock your world?" Her tone was teasing, flirting. "Oh baby, you not only rocked it; you knocked it out of orbit. Give me a few to recover and I will gladly return the favor." He was already pulling her shirt up over her head, and working to free her of the lacy white bra she wore. "God, I want a taste of those beautiful tits you got, I want a taste of you every where..." "Hmm, that sounds like fun...wondered how long you were going to shop before you did..." She was unbuttoning his shirt, and pulling it open. When his chest was revealed, she ran her fingers through his chest hair and bent her head to lick his nipples and suck on them the way he wanted to suck hers. Her tongue flicked over them and he groaned. "You been my fantasy lover since the first time I knew you were watching me...I kept imaging you would walk up and just shove him into me, and fuck me the way I was fucking myself. I been hungry for your cock and I never even knew how big you were..." "I could bore you with how many times I watched you Lindi, then went home and jacked off for the rest of the night just remembering how you looked...god, you made shoot such fucking big loads.. " He ran his hands over her back and down to the lush, full bottom encased in soft denim. "I have wanted to fuck you for so long..." He held her ass as he rolled them over, so she was under him. Finding her mouth, he devoured her lips and sent his tongue on a search mission to the very depths of her. "You are so hot, and you make me so fucking hard and horny..." "Touch me John, touch me, kiss me do what ever you want to me...because you will get what you want...I am yours to do with as you please..." He grinned. "There's a lot I want to do to you...we could be here all night...do you mind..." "I've got nothing to go home to. I'm over eighteen and while I live at home, they don't hinder what I do...Tonight I'm your own private toy, all yours to do what you will..." The images that flooded his mind sent his blood and his heart racing. "I always was careful with my toys, I still am...and I will be with you..." This time the kiss was softer, gentler, and he felt her answer it. His mouth wasn't content with just her lips though and he ran them over her face, her throat, and her shoulders then down her long arms to the very tips of her fingers. There he took each one into his mouth and sucked them as she had sucked his cock. He licked the palm of her hands and nipped lightly at the inside of her wrists. By the time he had worked his mouth down to the plump pink nipples, they were hard and he sucked on them as he had sucked on his mothers as a baby. When he had them both wet with saliva and had began to kiss a trail down over her belly, she was moaning and arching against him. Her fingers were in his long blonde hair and he had long since lost the leather thong that he tied it back with. They had explored his broad, muscular shoulders and caressed his acne scarred face. She had giggled when his tongue slipped along a ticklish spot and told him how she loved the feel of his lips on her. At her belly, he raised up long enough to open her jeans and slide them down off her slightly flaring hips and long silky legs. The pure white panties were next, revealing his goal. She was soft and pink and her plump lower lips hid a hard, throbbing clit that he wasted no time sucking on and working at with his tongue. At the same time, he ran his fingers along her slick pink slit down to her ass and back up over and over. He could hear her breathing changing and when she came, he shoved a finger deep inside a tight, clinging hole that gripped him like a vise. The addition of his finger seemed to send her off again and she gripped his head harder. "Oh my gods, John, yes, eat me, finger me, I'm cumming, oh lord, I'm cumming so hard..." She didn't hold back her cries and he found the experience excited him even more. When it had passed, he wasted no time flipping her over and raising her to her knees as his cock poised at her hole. "Yes John do it, fuck me, I need you to fuck me. Now John, now, do it dammit, do it, ram him in me..." He did as she was asking, gripping her ass with a power he knew would leave bruises, but he didn't care. Even as he slammed into her, he pulled her back to meet him and the rougher he was, the more she cried out in pleasure. "Gods Lindi, you are so fucking tight, I love it, I love your pussy...that's it cling to me, keep me in you..." He bent over and gripped her hanging tits. With a need he had known but never let out, he began to maul her tits in his hands, squeezing and pulling as he had the cows back home. God, he was in heaven, he didn't care who saw or heard. The idea of being discovered fucking this luscious woman excited him even more. Gripping her hips once more, he began to plow into her even harder as he felt his balls tighten and begin to churn with the coming release. "I'm going to cum Lindi, I'm going to fill you with the biggest, hottest load of cum that I have ever filled anyone with in my life. Cum with me honey, cum with me..." Even as he spoke it began to happen, he felt her muscles tighten around him even as he hot his first bit into her very end. Throwing his head back he was tempted to howl at the moon that had now risen over them, giving their skins a pale, eerie glow. With each shot that left him, he gripped her hips harder and heard her beg for more. When he was spent, he pulled them down to the ground on their sides, his cock still in her, his arms wrapped around her body to keep her tight against his chest. It was several minutes before either of them could speak, but there was no need for words now. He held her close, nuzzling the back of her neck, caressing her breasts gently. Her were hands on his. "You're beautiful Lindi, the most beautiful woman I have ever met, tell me this will happen again..." "As often as you want...I told you, I'm yours, your toy...my body and my soul are yours..." Her words were mere whispers. "Will you fade away in the sunrise...?" He felt like he was in a dream, a long forgotten fantasy. "Only if you let me, I'll stay as long as you want me..." "Then you'll be with me forever..." Moving so she was beneath him again, he ran his lips over her face. There was no way he was letting her out of his life now. The sunrise found them wrapped in each others arms and with satisfied smiles, they had spent the night alternating between making love and talking. As they left the park later in the morning, the people out for early morning jogs or walking dogs only saw two people who had eyes for each other... A Night in the Park She did not move her leg from about his waist, instead she wrapped her right leg about him as well. She brought him closer within the embrace of her legs, her hips bucking to meet the thrusts which he gave to her. She seemed to writhe in the basin of the sink as she moved in time with him, how the reluctant girl had now been turned into a brazen beast within the matter of minutes. His hand slipped between her thighs, she could feel his thumb grinding against her clit. The pad of his thumb rubbed fully to the swollen bud of her clit. He wanted her to cum just as much as she did. Her moans lifted once more, they mingled with the sounds of passion which he produced. He grunted loudly as he felt his balls begin to tense, he could tell it would be a matter of minutes before he blew his load within her. He seized the back of her neck and brought her face close to his. His mouth covered hers, tongue moved within the warmth of her mouth. He kissed her savagely and deeply. His teeth gnashed at her lower lip. Still his hips rolled, he rammed the rigid length of his cock so deep in her that it nearly threatened to split the girl. Her mouth was on his as he claimed her mouth with his own. She kissed him deeply, her own tongue entangled with his as she suckled the probing muscle which invaded her mouth. How delicous this must look, her getting fucked over the sink of a park bathroom by a complete stranger. Her hips collided sharply with his as he kept pistoning his thrusts to bury the thick throbbing length of his cock within her. Animalistic noises filtered in the small room as they both groaned with passion. Blood trickled down from her mouth as he had bit into her lip harshly. His tongue lapped at the dried blood which was there already and moved to collect the fresh blood as well. He felt his thighs begin to quiver with the anticpation that filled him, yes it was time to let loose he thought. He jerked his hips forward several times sharply, and with that then he exploded deep within that well used snatch. His cum sprayed down those inner walls of her pussy as he slowed his thrusts a bit. She had felt him explode deep within her, she could no longer hold back any longer either. Her body quaked with the orgasm which washed over her. Tight walls embraced his pulsating cock, they clenched, then released only to clench once more. The tiny vibrations seemed to caress the rigid length of his cock. She felt ecstasy wash over her heated frame as she pressed herself close to him. Bare breasts rubbed to his chest as her shoulders rolled forward. He pulled his cock from her pussy, more cum shot out, it sprayed along the front of her skirt and to her belly. His hand moved down and collected a few of the pearly drops of his seed and he smeared them across her parted lips. Oh yes, she was indeed a good fuck and well worth waiting for. Her tongue lashed out as he painted her lips with his seed, she lapped at his fingertips and then glided her tongue over her tainted lips as she tasted him. He released her finally from his grasp, he took a few steps back and looked at his beauty as she rested in the basin of the sink. Her body slumped now, she panted to regain the breath which had been stolen from her. She kept her thighs open, his cum dripped down from her well-used snatch. He tugged his pants up, he watched her, he was quiet now, as was she. He re-did the buttons of his pants, and the belt was secured about his waist. He stepped closer to Jessica one last time, his finger moved across the delicate curve of her cheek. Yes, she was so pretty, and maybe they would do this again, only time would tell he thought to himself. He would remember this time with her for the longest time. She leaned to the touch which he bestowed to her cheek, no longer did she have feelings of repulsion as he caressed her. It was amazing how she fought so hard in the beginning only to find herself surrendering to him in the end. She was quite the pretty picture as she was nestled on the edge of the sink, her thighs remained parted as she felt his gaze on her. Bare breasts heaved with each breath which passed her parted lips. Aroused nipples jutted forth enticingly. Her fingers clutched the sides of the sink again as she began to push herself to her feet. His hand came out, his fingertips pressed to her belly lightly, as he indicated to her to stay as she was. His fingers reached under her, he tugged down the remains of her torn panties and took them from her body. He lifted the panties and sniffed at them, then he stuffed the panties to his pants pocket. He did not even look back as he made his way to the door of the bathroom. She watched him move to the door, she did not utter a single word as he disappeared out into the night. After several minutes she was able to compose herself enough, she tugged the torn remains of her blouse about her breasts. Her legs were rubbery from being dangled over the edge of the sink. She made her way to the door, seeing that night had fallen and the park was completely silent. She knew that this would be an experience she would not forget. * * * * * - Any comments, whether good or bad, please direct to the email address in my profile. -