Fucked in the park..again [FM] | 2016

We met in the same park the next time, but I had been hanging out with friends before nearby. My body was on fire from anticipating what would happen. I put on my collar as soon as I left the party and walked to where we said we would meet. He was waiting there already--I was supposed to be there first, but I was a little high and well, took my time--and did not look pleased. Fuck. I felt a lump in my throat and I was already terrified of disobeying him. He didn't say a word, and grabbed me by my collar and led me to a picnic table that was in a pitch-black area of the park. Absolutely no one was around--it was very late (or very early, depending on how you look at it).

I was wearing this insanely hot bondage skirt that had a zipper the entire way up the back and two straps attached, and he unzipped the back, letting it fall to the ground. I was half naked in the middle of a park, just waiting for what was going to come next. He took the bondage straps off the skirt, and bound my hands behind my back. There was no fucking way I was getting out of that--he had clearly done it before and knew how to tie them properly. He pushed me down on my back onto the top of the picnic table, and spread my legs open wide. Pushing my panties to the side (thong with a short skirt...I wanted to be his slut in every way possible) he started rubbing my clit. I moaned loudly, too loud, and his other hand shot up and clasped itself over my mouth.

"You're going to have to be quieter than that. I'm just getting started." And he lowered his head and started licking at my already dripping pussy. I remember how this felt perfectly--I haven't experienced anyone else who was as good as him at this. He flicked his tongue at my clit, drew circles with it...I wanted to fucking scream. It didn't help when he put two fingers inside of me and started fucking me with them as hard as he could. It didn't take long before I came close, and I didn't even have to say anythiing because he knew. "Cum for me, slut," he ordered, and I did. My whole body tensed up and I could feel my pussy tighten around his fingers--I had to fight screaming with pleasure.

My orgasm wasn't even finished and he flipped me onto my stomach, bent over the table. My feet were dangling above the ground, making me at the perfect height for him. I had never been fucked from behind before, and this is when it became my favourite position ever. He hovered his hard cock right behind my pussy, making me wriggle my ass and squirm to get closer, but he just moved back out of my reach. I knew what he wanted. "Please, sir, I need your cock inside of me. Please fuck me so hard that I scream. I want you to fucking tear me apa---" Without any fucking warning, he grabbed my hips and pushed himself inside of me, not even pausing for a second. I gasped loudly, my body not even having time to adjust myself to how filled up I felt from his cock. He immediately began thrusting, slowly, but so. fucking. hard. I could feel every inch of him as he slid out and rammed back into me again.

Then he started fucking me faster. I had never had a g-spot orgasm before, and I could feel it building up. All I wanted to do was moan and scream so that everyone would wake up and know how much of a fucking slut I was having my pussy destroyed in the park. He grabbed my bound wrists for leverage, and pulled them back, forcing my back to arch. "Are you going to cum for me?" "Fuck yes, can I cum now, sir?"

He hesitated, taking his sweet fucking time answering back. I could hardly hold on anymore, and I felt like I was going to explode any second. "You can cum, but I don't want you to hold back. Be as loud as you fucking can--I want everyone to hear you." I let go before he even finished his sentence. I screamed, I moaned--sounds came out of me that I didn't even know I could make. I could hear he was pleased when he said, "Good girl." (those two words still give me chills) My whole body was shaking and writhing with my orgasm, and he was still pounding into me, not letting up even a little bit. I could hear him grunting and he gripped my hair, wrenching my head back. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to cum inside of you?" I nodded and moaned, never wanting anything so badly. He thrust into me a few more times and then pounded me and stayed there, his entire cock buried in my pussy. I felt his hot cum shoot inside of me, and I collapsed on the table.

He untied me, I got dressed, and went back to the party, blissfully exhausted and satisfied, cum dripping from my used pussy.

And so began my kinky life.