Hi there. My name is Trish, and I'd like to share a little story with you, about myself and one of my boyfriends, Tim. I'm a shy, quiet type of girl. And Tim is a take charge, dominant type of man. Just how I like them. And how I need them, to bring me out of my shell, and help me discover my wild and carefree side.
It was the middle of summer, and sweltering, where I live. Doing anything outdoors in the daytime was almost unbearable. I really missed being outside though. I missed going for walks, bike rides, jogs, and getting some exercise. So this is why my boyfriend and I began going out for walks together late at night, before bed. It was the only chance we had to get away from the hot summer sun. And the temperatures were slightly better by that time of day.
One night we were out for our walk, making our way through a neighborhood not far from home. As we chatted about our day, I looked over and noticed that we were passing by a cute little park. Among the various children's toys, I noticed a covered area with several picnic tables. Immediately my mind wandered to thoughts of what it might be like to have my boyfriend fuck me on one of those tables. I smiled, and looked away. It was just a fun thought, after all. I'm much too shy to ever suggest something like that.
As I turned my head, I happened to catch my boyfriend's eye. He was smiling down at me. But his smile definitely looked more devious than the one that was on my face. I knew that expression. He had seen me looking over at those picnic tables, and he read my mind in an instant. I knew what was coming next, even before I felt his hand tug mine. Even before he pulled me towards that park. I knew exactly what he was thinking, and what we were going to end up doing.
Even so, I tried to protest. I tried to say no, that someone will see us. But Tim wasn't having it. He just kept my hand firmly grasped in his, and led me towards those picnic tables. I'm pretty sure I heard him mumbling something under his breath as we walked. Something about knowing exactly what I wanted, even if I wouldn't admit it. And I soon stopped my weak attempts at protesting, because deep down, I knew he was exactly right. I knew that this was a fantasy that I had always had. Just like this. Late at night, deserted park, picnic table. Oh yes. I definitely wanted this.
I was already breathing hard from the quick walk across the park. Keeping up with Tim was a challenge. My legs were much shorter than his seeing how there was over a foot difference in our heights. So when we arrived at the tables and he reached his arms around me and kissed me deeply, it took my breath away. I felt his fingers around the waist of my shorts. One little tug, and they were halfway down my thighs. His hands squeezed my ass as he lifted me up onto the top of the closest table. Tim sat on the bench, right in front of me, as if he were about to consume a whole meal at that table. And I think he was. I think I was the meal. The thought made me shiver from head to toe. Sliding my shorts all the way off, he placed one of my legs on either side of him. As his fingers slid up the insides of my thighs, I slowly laid back on the table. I was beyond thinking already. No argument left in me. I didn't even bother to look around and see if the area was deserted. I just closed my eyes and concentrated to what was being done to my body.
I shifted down so my ass was at the edge of the table. Tim's palm covered my whole pussy and he used it to rub up and down the length of my mound. I pushed slightly against his hand, already eager for more. He lightly spanked my lips with his palm, telling me to be patient. But he knew I wasn't very good at that. I lifted my hips a little more, pushing on his hand. He reached under me, sliding his hands under my ass and lifting a little. His mouth came down firmly on my pussy lips. I felt his tongue slide from the top of my slit to the bottom. I tried to open my thighs even wider, inviting him in. he licked his way up and down my lips. I felt his tongue pause, then flick quickly over my clit. I pushed up a little, wanting even more of that firm tongue. His lips closed around my clit, pulling it into his mouth. He sucked and teased, before lightly biting with his teeth. My hips were rocking, encouraging him. I know he could hear my moans as I enjoyed his mouth on me.
As Tim's lips and tongue worked their magic on me, I slid my legs up over his shoulders, losing myself in the moment. My thighs squeezed his head, as he brought me closer and closer to cumming. I felt his hands slide from my ass, and firmly push my thighs apart wide again. Two fingers quickly slid into my wet pussy. It was just what I needed. I cried out as he started sliding them in and out of my wet little hole. I wanted to cum so badly, I was close to begging for his cock. As his fingers stroked more quickly, my whole body started to quiver. Tim stopped briefly, slid his fingers out, and used them to spank my throbbing little clit. He knew just how to push my buttons, and just what I needed to push me even closer to the edge.
