Babette
When I'm angry or upset, I like to fuck.
That day I lost my job, my apartment and my boyfriend. Now I was angry AND upset. So I went to the park to walk and maybe fuck. I love the park experience. Trees, streams and strangers. Horny strangers.
By sunset, my walk took me to the stream. It was cold, but the cold air cooled my anger. A man sat on a bench by the stream, throwing old photos into the rushing water.
"Sir, mind if I sit on the bench?"
He looked up, surprised. "OH, SURELY." The man cleaned off a place with his handkerchief.
"What's wrong sir, whose pics are those you're throwing away?" At first he wouldn't talk about it, as he was a man. But I was a woman so I asked him again... and again... and again.
"My ex-wife. She divorced me. Thirty years flushed down the toilet." We both watched the photos swirling in the stream.
Suddenly my own problems seemed small. But as a woman, I told him anyway.
"What? You lost your job, apartment, and beau, all at once?" He smiled oddly. I guess he was happy to hear of someone else's trouble. "Honey, you'll get a new job quickly, because you're cute with an impish smile and very nice um... tops."
"Tits sir, I have nice tits. They look bigger when I wear a bra." I lifted my chest, shaking my nipple bumps. He laughed, and we talked in the moonlight. "Sir, it's cold, could I move closer?"
"Certainly." He laughed. "My name is Gerard. What's yours.?"
"Babette," I said, squishing my body against his as he held my shoulder.
He whispered, "Babette with an impish smile. I'll bet you got fired for doing something naughty?"
How in the fuck did he know?
****
I got fired when the bakery owner caught me naked with her son, Leon. She said he was too young. Hell, he was eighteen, but years of homeschooling left him dumb as a dick about girls. Who better to teach his dick, than me?
Plus it'd be a new experience—me being the sex teacher instead of the sex student.
At the bakery, Leon used to look at me like a hungry dog, especially after he saw me in the bathroom with my panties down. He was a nice guy, held back by his witch mother.
So one day, when the witch was away, I whispered "Meet me in back."
When he entered I kissed his lips. "Leon, have you been with a girl yet?" He blushed and shook his head. I dropped my panties and asked a rhetorical question. "Would you like to make love?"
He mumbled, "make love? You mean fuck?"
"Yes Leon. Fuck." He nodded like crazy.
We undressed, and when he saw my naked body his prick stuck up, ready as a rocket. But, being a woman I made him wait for it. We kissed and touched. He squeezed and sucked my tits and tried to finger me.
But like all newbies, I had to help his finger find my hole. "Leon you're a good finger-er." I lied.
Finally, I pulled him on top of my naked body. Leon shook with excitement as I took his stiff cock in my hand, pressing it to my waiting slit. "Oooh yes..." He groaned and pushed into my yielding flesh. His stiff cock felt good inside me.
Leon spurted right away, but being a young stud he was still hard. So we screwed again.
The guy rammed his prick into my pussy with great energy. His young cock warmed my insides. Soon his gleaming eyes stared into mine as we both jolted in orgasm.
We kissed, shared an illegal cigarette, and he wanted to do me again. "Okay, this time it's Cow Girl style." Mounting his boner I rode him like a runaway horse, my hair flying and my teardrop tits bouncing in his face.
The guy sucked my nipples, inhaling them as I humped his shaft. Leon climaxed first, then I did and collapsed on him.
Of course, after that day Leon wanted to screw every day. "Sorry, but I already have a beau who bangs me every night." But I saw Leon's pathetic boy frown and the painful lump in his pants.
"Okay Leon, I'll squeeze you in whenever your mom is out of the bakery."
Maybe 'squeeze' wasn't the best word. Because Leon would always sneak a squeeze of my tits, pussy and ass. But it was okay. Girls are made to be squeezed.
I gave Leon more sex lessons, showed him how to please a woman, with his tongue, his fingers, and of course, his eager prick. But then his mom caught us screwing, and I was tossed out on the street.
Leon's witch mother was also my landlord. And the witch even told my boyfriend.
****
Now it was freezing in the park. "Mr. Gerard, my nipples are frozen. Could I sit under your coat before they fall off?" The big man laughed and held open his leather coat. I snuggled close as he put the warm jacket around me.
"I could warm your frozen nipples if you like?"
Flattered by his flirting, I whispered, "Maybe later..." I could help this man so easily. Surely making love with a sexy young girl would lighten his dark mood? And taking his cock into my silky folds would make me feel good inside... both ways.
"Sir, when was the last time you were inside a woman?"
He laughed, and I snuggled closer... Then he kissed me, and kissed me harder, sucking in my lips—a surprisingly exciting kiss. I thought kissing Gerard would feel like kissing my father. But he kissed like a lover, a wanton lover.
I let him pull down my top. He stared at my naked tits with his mouth open. "Go ahead mister, help yourself to my nipples."
As he sucked my tits, it reminded me of the movie I was named after, Babette. An erotic film where a lusty young girl works at a gas station and fucks all of her customers, mostly older men. Hmm, my mother used to work at a gas station and...
Then I realized I'd screwed a lot of teenage guys, but never an adult. Maybe I should try it for a new experience. Gerard's hand squeezed my wet pussy.
So I rubbed his lump. I love men's cocks. I find them so funny and exciting, the way they pop up. Gerard might have been an older man, but his cock popped up like Mr. Happy!
I stroked his prick the way men enjoy, pulling and squeezing. We kissed and cuddled, my small hand pulling his fat cock as our tongues and lips twisted together.
He whispered, "Will you come home, to my bed?"
"No, let's make love by the stream."
He spread his coat on the grass, and I took off my skirt and panties. I'm never ashamed to show off my naked twat. With two fingers, I opened my slit to let Gerard look inside. Men love that.
Gerard fingered me and whispered, "Ahh, the velvety miracle of pussy."
I giggled as the big man spread my legs. He grabbed my tits like handles, and climbed on top. Gerard's body felt warm in the dark, cold night. Screwing outside was so exciting.
My hand moved his stiff cock and set it to my sex slot. He pushed in quickly. Normally I liked a slow screw, but it was cold as fuck. So I pulled on Gerard's hips with my feet, urging him on like a racehorse.
It's always exhilarating, the first fuck with a new lover. Even though he was older, I enjoyed his stiff attention and his big cock shoving into my tight young pussy.
Gerard's shaft drove deeper, stretching my pink tunnel. I heard my heart beating as he pumped his rigid cock into my willing cunt. Then I realized I'd known the man for less than an hour...
This was stranger sex. But it's only natural.
When a man meets a woman, there's always sexual tension. And it's only natural that the man wants the woman naked, with her breasts on display and her pussy spread before him like a glistening pink flower.
Stranger sex makes excellent orgasms.
Gerard lifted my feet to my ears, and with every fuck stroke we grew closer. I felt his fat boner stretch my hole, knowing that I was just a simple girl, who enjoyed strangers... fucking the hell out of me.
Gerard heaved and humped. Holding my face, he kissed me harder. I lifted my hips to meet his strong strokes. I could feel his long prick hitting the bottom of my fuck-hole. He pounded away.
And soon, I was surprised to find I was going to have an orgasm with this old man. A toe-curling climax raced through my body as I jolted up and screamed, "OOOOH GERARD!"
He looked up. "Babette are you all right? Did my cock hurt you?"
I giggled. "No silly."
I wanted Gerard to cum, and wrapped my legs around him, squeezing his stiff cock with my pussy muscles. He heaved and pumped harder. I felt his big balls slapping my ass. Soon the man grunted, spewing his hot cum into my warm tunnel.
Such a good feeling. I do so enjoy, fucking good sex!
Gerard collapsed on my boobs. "That was so nice, being inside you Babette" He kissed my lips sweetly. "Honey, I have a car at the end of the park. I'll drive you home."
"But sir, I have no home. I was hoping to stay with a friend."
"Well, I'm your friend now." He squeezed my pussy. "So I'll drive you to my home in my old car."
His old car was a self-driving Tesla. I realized my new lover was loaded. We got in and the Tesla took off on its own. I asked him for some tissues. I didn't want to ruin his lovely seat with the goo leaking from my crack.
As the car drove, we kissed and hugged until we reached his place—a grand house, with a swimming pool and a flower garden.
"You live here alone?"
He nodded and we showered together. Gerard scrubbed my pussy and sucked my nipples until they were both, squeaky clean.
Gerard turned up the furnace so I could run around naked. I like to be naked, and I felt comfortable amid the fine artwork and fine furniture as if I was part of it—a fine, nude girl to complete his collection.
