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I am so sorry we never got to have fun in the park across the street. As you may have guessed by now I love the idea of anything taboo, I like the risk, the intensity the animalistic passion that occurs when you know you're doing something you're not supposed to.
I often picture us walking home from a bar. Maybe we've both had one too many to drink and you tell our friends you're walking me home to ensure that I get there safely. We both know you're lying and I find it hard not to kiss you right there. You take my wrist and pull me out of the bar and we start to head through the park. The night air is cold and the sky seems even darker than usual. As we walk you rest your hand on the small of my back guiding me deeper into the park, occasionally letting it fall lower on my ass. I trust you without question and walk where you direct me.
Without warning you push me against a tree and as I try to scream out you clamp your lips over my mouth and start forcefully kissing me. My black boots sink slightly in the dirt and the bark of the tree is pressing into my back as I struggle half to fight you off and half to kiss you deeper. You lean your body against me, the weight of you pinning me but I am no longer trying to get free. You press your hard bulge into me and my body presses up into you, you know I need you. Without shifting your weight you let your left hand trace down my curves until you hiking up my already short skirt and caressing my thighs and higher. You know I love when you just manhandle me taking what you want. You ever so softly rub my panties smiling when you feel how wet they already are.
You speak for the first time since we left the bar "Tell me you want it you little bitch" I lose my mind when I hear you speak, your voice, your eyes you have no idea what you do to me... I try to response but it only comes out as a needy pathetic ramble "please... oh god.... B... I can feel you... I need.... ugghhh... please just..." You can't help but laugh as you realize that you have reduced me to a crumbling mess in desperate need of your 18 year old cock. You know that you are in control, you know I will do anything you ask...
B
I dip my fingers into your soaking panties, feeling your lips dripping with passion and lust. You moan as my fingers graze your clit, arching your back to try and get further contact. I push my fingers into your pussy, pull them out, and force them into your mouth. "Suck them" is all I say. You take my fingers and suck off your pussy juice like it's nectar from the tree of life.
My cock is straining against my pants, and you're dying to release me. You start to reach down to let it free, but I grab your hand before you can and pin it against the tree. "You will wait for my command." You moan with lust, your pussy throbbing, wanting to be touched again. Your mouth wants my hard dick, but you wait like the good little bitch you are.
I turn you around and bend you over, pushing your skirt all the way up in the process. Your now bent over against the tree, and I have a perfect view of your amazing ass and the pussy juice that is soaked against your panties. I rip them off and your body tenses as you feel the cold air hit your hot wet cunt. I pull my pants down, and in one quick motion, push my dick to the hilt into your pussy. You cry out in surprise, pushing back against me, but before you can get into a rhythm, I pull out.
"Now suck it clean, you little whore. You don't get to fuck me yet."