PUSSY IN THE PARK
Prelude or foreplay for trail fucking. Or "how'd you do that?"
Many of you have never and will never walk a nature trail, especially nude or wearing very little. So you and the other city folks may not believe what you are about to read is even possible. Florida is a magical state in more ways than it's amusement parks and adventure lands. It was called La Florida, land of flowers. Up the road a piece is what some say is The Fountain of Youth in America's oldest city. If ya'al believe either of those you should believe my stories.
Once you get away from the touristy things and big cities, Florida is more like a natural zoo. Everything from Black Bears to pink Flamingos, and of course Alligators, roam much of the wilderness among man. We've always loved being one with nature and enjoy walks in parks, mountains, and along bodies of water. These are the places mature adults, especially exhibitionists, love to wander. The odds are if you dress for it you'll come across other nudists and exhibitionists. And if you really are mature, some of these things might happen.
This walking path we are about to visit again is one such place that attracts small amounts of nature lovers and those into public sex acts. I'm only guessing the length because the trail twists and turns like a snake on hot pavement. There are some small hills and lots of swamp land. Each end of the nice wide path begins on flat soil. As it continues from each direction wood sides hold mulch in place. Farther in where the swamps begin the trail turns into a boardwalk. This boardwalk slowly rises just above the water, allowing critters to pass under from side to side. Small fences begin to form as the wood boardwalk remains around two to three feet above the muck, the mud, and the water.
It's been years so I'm guessing that in the two miles or so there are two decks on each side of the boardwalk spread out for viewing the swamp and giving hikers a place to relax and watch nature. It's these decks I want to tell more about. Each is around 10' X 12' and a short board walk separates the viewing decks from the main hiking trail.
These wooden observation decks have wooden fences around them much like your average pool deck. But there is also heavy mesh screening to keep wild life out. On the trail side there is a lattice panel with vines growing on it. This gives a bit of privacy from hikers just walking by.
So hopefully this will explain the possibility to get naked and even fool around in public without the public seeing unless they walk out on the decks. We've walked many trails like this all over the Midwest and south. Some even have observation decks mounted high like fire lookout towers for bird watching which make nice semiprivate places for sex and showing off.
Now we can have some PUSSY IN THE PARK.
Around the same time period as PIZZA IN THE PARK we played many other games along the roughly two mile walking path that follows a wide canal or creek through the marshlands and underbrush of NE Florida. Gators, long legged birds of several types and colors, snakes, and even wild semi clad humans were seen along the board walk, the various decks overlooking the swamps, and the nice bordered mulch covered areas of the trail.
Our first several times there we only stopped in the paved parking lot of the small marina at the north end to watch boats coming and going. It's not far from the ocean so fairly large cabin cruisers mixed with canoes and kayaks were seen. The smaller vessels were headed south down the small creek or canal. We'd sit in the van and eat pizza or a deli lunch we'd picked up nearby as we dreamed of owning our own large yacht. Then we'd walk up and down the parking lot as I ogled the pretty young girls and men ogled Dollie. Women don't have to be pretty to be ogled. All they need are exposed portions of tits.
It was several years before we discovered the hiking trail which began right there in that parking lot and went to a small park some two miles away. There were never many people walking the trail through the week and most seemed to be seniors out for exercise and couples in their forties making out on the decks over looking the swamp areas.
It was always my guess that if they were married, it wasn't to each other by the way they pawed each other. We often saw bare titties being fondled and female hands up men's shorts. Although Dollie and I did some hands on playing too, so anything is possible. Yet when you see them leave rest areas and parks in separate cars it makes you wonder. As a trucker I noticed these things.
