It was well after midnight. I cursed the fates that had made my car break down 3 blocks from home. Forced to walk, I hesitated to take the shortcut through the park, knowing full well what took place in the dark shadows of shrubberies and trees. Glancing at the time, I squared my shoulders and marched towards the cemented path leading nearest home.
A sudden gust of wind chilled my skin, making my small nipples pucker and harden, beneath the pristine white blouse I normally wore to work. Cursing myself again, I remembered I had taken off my bra inside the car after work --- and leaving it there; I felt my small, 34B breast throb against the cold and bobbed as I walked faster towards the end of the park. Another gust of wind whipped my knee-high business skirt up. Quickly I scurried over a lamp post and adjusted my skirt at the same time removing the wedgy my lacy silk panties had made as I walked. Doing this, I surveyed my surroundings, my coffee brown eyes taking in all it can in the dim area.
Veiled in the shade of darkness, I could see writhing bodies here and there under bushes, behind trees. Gasping, yet straining, I heard the unmistakable sounds of pleasure and smelled the intoxicating musk of sex coming from the forms. Against my will, I made a small sound of excitement. Curiosity and the tight yearning deep inside made me want to see and hear more...
Slowly, with the litheness of a feline, I approached one of the thrusting shadows. What I saw and heard made my pussy ache and drip with its own want. Wanting to appease the ache within, I crouched to the ground so that I could watch the live show better and at the same time be able to slip my underwear to the side and insert two fingers into my already dripping snatch.
The male form in front of me was built for love. All muscles with strong arms that embraced his partner, while his hips pounded into the vacuum-like hole of the woman moaning in pleasure underneath him. In the moonlight, I saw the woman grab her large globes and massaged them while trying to meet the man's fierce thrusts with her own...