A Day at the Park_(0)

I am a recently divorced white woman 37 years of age and I’m fairly thin, brown hair
that I wear shoulder length or longer and at the time of this fateful day I was very
underfucked and married to a man with a five inch, hard, cock that I had fought for years to
remain faithful to. I had decided finally to have sex with a man that I found very
stimulating to talk to. First let me say that I was a normal, well is anyone really
“Normal”, person when I made the plans to meet the guy that I had been conversing with for
over a year online. He lived in another state and we had become very sexually imtimate in
our conversations and I found great pleasure in his words to me. He was older than myself
by 10 years and I really felt close to him sexually and hoped that someday he could show me
what he was always saying to me. By chance he was staying in my city for a day with his job
and we planned a no strings attached sexual liason in a park near my home. I planned on
taking him to my house as my husband was out of town, once we’d met and I found he was as
sexy as he was in his messages. He had asked me not to wear any panties and I hadn’t that
fateful day. This is my story of a slide into a carnal experience that changed me forever.



It’s a warm summer day, perfect outside, not so hot as to stifle me but warm with a
gentle breeze that lightly lifts my hair and kisses my face. I feel anxious inside as I
stroll slowly up the winding steps that lead to the lookout at the top of the park. Will he
really show up I wonder? Even if he doesn’t I can still enjoy the quiet solitude that exists
up here since they closed it off to all vehicular traffic. Curiously there is no one around
save the squirrels that scamper up the trees at my approach, climbing quickly halfway up and
then stopping, turning to hang head down to eye me cautiously.

There is a wide expanse of field at the top of the park, now overgrown with tall
grasses and it is there that I have chosen to meet him, there at the building housing the
public restrooms. My thinking was it would be a very safe public place; not realizing just
how barren of people it is up here at this time of day. Still, it is a quite beautiful
setting and I’m sure he would never harm me.

Finding a bench near the edge of the field where I can watch the road, and await his
arrival, I enjoy the sights and smells of the park in bloom. I’m kind of glad when I see a
large Great Dane sniffing the trees and running gaily around seemingly oblivious to my
presence. Glancing around, looking for its owner, I expect to see a housewife enjoying a
morning walk while allowing her pet to get some exercise. But, there is no-one around at the
present. Still alone, I watch the playful antics of the beast of a dog as he chases
squirrels, birds and anything else that attracts his attention.

Soon he is near me and as I watch he suddenly lifts his head, sniffing the air until he
is looking straight at me and moving towards me while still seemingly chasing a scent.
Suddenly this horse of a dog is standing in front of me, squatting; he attempts to place his
large head under my thighs, sniffing at my pussy and I try to push him away. Fear grips me
as he persists trying to sniff at my crotch until uncrossing my legs and placing my feet on
the ground I attempt to rise, but his head darts quickly between my opened thighs and knocks
me back to a sitting position on the bench as I feel his large tongue lapping quickly, wetly
over my lips and clitoris.

Not having underwear on, as he asked me not to wear any, I feel the full effect of
his raspy tongue as I desperately try to push him away but he is simply too big and strong
for me to manage it. Putting my hands on his head I attempt to push it away from me but that
only causes him to emit a low growl that sends shivers of fear racing up my spine. Now
afraid to move lest he became enraged I remain motionless as he continues to lave me. It
seems he is intent on licking the juices from my moist vulva, apparently attracted by its
scent.

He licks me relentlessly as I feel his large raspy wet tongue slide between my labia and
focus on my now wet vagina. The constant attention he is showing me as he pushes into my
moist hole soon has my hips rolling as waves of pleasure course through me.

My mind rebels at the act of an animal debasing me in this manner. Worse, I’m beginning
to enjoy the voltage like sensations he causes within me!! I’m filled with disgust at myself
and begin frantically looking to see if anyone else is around watching. My mind is flooded
with feelings and emotions that I’ve never experienced before as he licks me excitedly. The
sensations he is causing as he forces his large tongue into me seeking the source of my
scent has my body frozen, tensed and helpless to prevent the intense streams of sensations
that race through every cell of my body.

I feel his tongue moving, slithering into my wetness as it stretches my pussy with its
thick girth. His tongue fucks in and out of me as he slurps at the now copious amount of
fluids filling me. Knowing he is drinking my juices has a profound affect on my mind and
senses. My pussy is filled by his fat long tongue and I feel it pressing into my cervix as
it wiggles inside me. I’m lost, given over to the forces in my body as I feel his tongue
opening me deep inside, moving continously in ways no human could ever emulate. My arms
extend along the top of the park bench and I have to grip the rail tightly to keep from
grabbing his head and pulling him to me as I hunch hard into his wonderful laving. I feel
myself racing towards orgasm and my mind screams no, no, not with an animal! The closer his
deep tonguing takes me to where I desperately need to be, my thighs open more widely and my
hips roll as I feel him with my pussy. My arousement controls me totally now my mind aflame
with the carnality of the whole experience and my body completely under the control of the
sensations he causes. I press down into the ground with my feet and lift my pussy to his
licking, my hips rolling lewdly as my need expresses itself. I’m moaning constantly now,
exhorting him to lick it, lick it hard boy! The sight of my hips hunching, thighs spread so
widely as his big dog head moves between them fills me with emotions and feelings that send
me careening into a vortex of imaginings that inflame my mind and makes me feel even
sluttier than I already do.

I glance quickly around, head turning to both sides to see if the dogs owner has
appeared yet. In this state of arousement I’m fully aware that even if I see someone I’m
not sure I’d be able, or willing, to stop him doing what he seems to love doing. My hips
roll as I’m fucked by his raspy, thick tongue, hunching, pushing into his face as my thigh
muscles begin to tighten. The fact that I am enjoying this perversion disgusts me but also
adds to the ecstasy that I feel pounding inside my body. Feeling my orgasm quickly
approaching my pussy clenches his tongue tightly causing a low growl to vibrate his tongue
within me. That sound fills me with fear as I try not to squeeze him but my pussy muscles
tighten even more as that vibration adds to my already intense pleasure. I know he’s about
to bite my pussy hard and I mentally try to will my pussy open but I can’t. I’m still
trying to stave off the inevitable as he withdraws from inside me. I moan my disappointment
and lift my pussy to his mouth now frantic for more and he begins laving my vulva eagerly.
The feel of his tongue licking quickly, lightly on my exposed engorged clit sends
electric like spasms racing from it and the orgasm I thought lost begins tensing me anew.
His tongue begins pressuring my clit, licking it strongly as he gathers the wetness in the
folds of my pussy. My heart pounds in my chest, body lifting, hips out-turning as I present
my pussy to his wonderful tongue to torture so exquisitely. A deep trembling begins in my
vagina as voltage like spasms seem to arc from cell to cell as they spread throughout my
body like a wildfire! My head flails wildly as tremendous spasms of pleasure wrack me. My
whole body seems ready to explode as my thighs tighten and legs straighten as he again
slurps my juices from within my flooding cunt.

Suddenly he stops, head standing up, ears perked and moving as if he hears something
and bounds away. My breathing is ragged and deep as my chest heaves and my clit throbs as it
seems every cell of my body cries out for release. I have to place both hands between my
thighs, squeezing them together, pressuring myself as my mind debates if I should cry out to
him and try to entice him back so that he may finish what he started. But now the fear
creeps back into my mind, what if he had bitten me, how embarrassing it would be to have to
explain the circumstances of it. What if John had arrived to see me impaled on a dog’s
tongue, obviously enjoying it by the way I was hunching into his face, lifting into his
probing? Would he think me disgusting? I glanc around expecting to see the dog’s owner
finally in view but again there is no-one, not even my dog lover.

Once again reminded of the reason I am here I glance at my watch, realizing that he is
very late. Disappointment fills me, especially with my body throbbing and yearning as it is.
It would be nice right now to feel his hands, tongue, lips running over my body and his cock
pounding hard into my now craven pussy. I think of just sitting here and masturbating but
now with a semblance of sanity regained I’m afraid of being caught. Thinking that he isn’t
coming I decide to walk into the field. Standing, my legs now seem so weak and trembling; I
begin walking into the tall grasses of the field until I am in the midst of it. Glancing
around I still see no-one, the only sound that of birds singing and squirrels chirping. I
feel so slutty but also so very alive as I feel my juices seeping from me. Stomping the
grasses beneath my feet I manage to create a small island of space within the field and lie
down upon the matted grass with my head against a small log about 6 inches in diameter.

The sun beating down on my body fills me with warmth and the gentle breeze caresses my
skin. Glancing around I realize that no one can see me lying here amidst the tall grasses as
I can only see the blueness of the sky myself. Sitting up, I kick off my sandals,then remove
my blouse, unhook my bra and push my skirt to my feet, removing the last vestiges of
clothing that adorned my body. Once again while laying there the sun seemed to flow over my
body like warm hands, the breeze stirring the pubic hair of my landing strip like breath
from a lovers mouth. Remembering the prior few minutes activities I begin telling myself how
I couldn’t have stopped him from doing what he did to me. Trying to convince myself that
really I had no choice in the matter and that any woman would have responded to his licking
her like that. Remembering the fear I felt and the way his tonguing of my pussy felt as I
was immobilized with fear, much like I were being raped filled me with a hot need; I feel the
craven pulses once again strong within me. As I lay with eyes closed, my loins throb with need
as my mind replays every enjoyable, disgusting second of my debasement.

The feeling of fullness that he created within me as he slid his long, thick tongue
deep inside me, something no human would ever be capable of, was creating a heat inside me
hotter than the Sun’s rays upon me. The feeling his thickness created as he laved it in and
out, collecting my juices and eagerly swallowing them was so exciting and wonderful. The
constant fear of moving and enraging him as my body responded, wanting to hunch fiercely
into his face, to pull him tightly into me, as I would a human lover; but afraid to even
move, as every cell of my being cried out its arousement, was devastating in its effect!
Then the feeling so intense that I had to move, savoring every sensation as I awaited the
feel of his teeth penetrating my pussy flesh. At that moment in my seething mind I feel
that his bite would have served to cause an intense orgasm and a part of me hoped to feel it.

I recalled the trepidation I felt as I was unable to prevent my hips rolling, hunching as
he raped me with his animal tongue. My body cried out to feel him in me deeper, and I
lifted into his energetic laving as I tried to open myself to his deeper penetration. He
pushed farther into my pussy than any cock ever had, caressing each inch of my moist walls,
his tongue moving inside me, twisting, turning, probing as he sought to collect all my
plentiful juices as they flowed from me to coat his tongue. The touch of his nose against my
clit as he probed deeply within me and the resulting unsated need to grab his head and hunch
upwards into it made my mind reel with cravings of lustful desire.

His tongue was raspy, exciting each nerve ending within me. I loved his licking,
especially as he laved from my asshole to my clit, sliding wetly between my lips, twisting
and turning to fit as he licked quickly each sensitive orifice and nub of pleasure. A part
of me knows that even though I would deny it forever, if the opportunity arose I would
spread my thighs again, only willingly this time. My fingers caress my clit, rolling it in
small circles, ass moving in rhythm to my light caresses as I yearn to have him in me again.
The heat of the sun kisses the soft skin of my inner thighs as I spread them widely, the
feel of the grass against my ass as it moves reminds me that I am in a public park which
only fuels the eroticism of my actions. I spread myself with my hands, allowing the breeze
to lave my now swollen, throbbing clit. It feels as if warm breath is engulfing my mound as
I hear the tall grass rustling, I think from the breeze. My nipples are erect, both being
laved by the tenderness of the breeze. I feel so alive! It is wonderful to be naked in
public, so thrilling to feel my body so sensitive to each small sensation, the breeze, the
heat of the sun, the touch of the grass under my writhing asscheeks, and the fear of
discovery, ah yes, the fear.

The fear is what entices me, what fills me with rippling spasms of lust, being under
another’s control, unable to respond as my body begs me to, that unsated craving; the fear
that something or someone will see the craven side of me that begs to be known but my pride
demands to be hidden. A part of me fears the thought of someone stumbling onto me as I am
now, but another part of my being is inflamed by the thought of someone watching me, seeing
my body yearning, instilling in their own body a need to possess me, of wanting me so badly
that they too have to touch themselves to keep from pouncing on me and pounding deeply into
my body until they have sated the devils that the sight of me spawns in their soul.
The throbbing I feel in my clit is so wonderful! It feels so swollen and taut as the gentle
touch of the breeze creates such a yearning inside me to be touched, filled. I feel an
empty craving within me, a hunger to feel myself opened and spread! In my mind I feel the
heat of a cock spreading through my body as it fills me, pushing deep between my walls,
stretching me until I cum repeatedly as it savages my resisting cervix. I feel feverish with
my need to cum as I relish the feelings coursing through my body, unwilling to part with
them yet. I savor each new spasm of yearning pleasure as my clit is teased and caressed, my
entrance spread by my probing fingers.

I love the feelings within me as I lay naked, the sense of freedom that ripples
through me as I experience what cave women centuries ago must have felt, possibly on this
same spot, as their men took them in front of everyone. The thought of being so brutally
fucked while others watch causes my legs to straighten, my hand to speed the rolling of my
clit as my thighs turn outwards, lifting into the feelings I create with a light rubbing of
my clit. My head lifts as the intense feelings in my loins tighten every muscle in my body.


While in the midst of this powerful spasm of passion I open my eyes and am terrified
to see a large, black Labrador Retriever hunched down on his front paws, emitting a low growl,
sniffing the air as he moves slowly, threateningly towards me. I want to run, to flee, but
my body will only continue to spasm and jerk until his face is at my pussy and touches my
still rubbing hand which causes me to involuntarily jerk it away leaving my pulsing clit
yearning to be touched and I moan in fear. My mind is torn with indecision at his
intentions. I know I should run but the thought that he might want to lick me as his head
moves to my pussy keeps me immobile. A wild elation fills me as I feel his tongue swipe at
my clit as the Dane had done earlier, licking at me slightly as if to taste me. His licking
has shooting spasms racing through my body as again my mind descends into that carnal vortex
of lust; Only this time I allow myself to be swept away on its strong current. Soon he is
tonguing me much as the Dane had those short moments before.

My mind is beyond thinking as my hips hunch and roll, Again my body fills with those
wonderful sensations, only this time my inhibitions have left me and I moan loudly as he
pushes deep within my sloppy cunt. My hand timidly touches his head and I stroke him, the
fur of his head reminding me of the depravity of my willing actions. I lean back on my
elbows and with feet flat on the ground, I lift my pussy to his licking caresses as my mind
is engulfed by the pleasure I feel. I’ve never felt sluttier than as I push into his face
fiercely, lost to the pleasure emanating from my genitals as I beg him not to stop. I can’t
believe the hotness inside me as I give myself over to his tonguing of my body. My whole
body is inflamed as spasms of pure unadulterated pleasure race through each cell of my
being, saturating my mind with pure animal lust. I cum repeatedly, my hands on the ground,
bracing myself to lift into his tonguing as my entire body violently trembles and spasms,
one orgasm blending into the next until suddenly I hear a man’s voice say “My, My, Missy,
you sure do like what that dog is doing to you don’t you now!”

Startled, I open my eyes to see a black man that appears to be in his fifties standing
over me, a big grin straining his face. I rapidly push myself back from the dog as shame
fills me, my whole body turns even redder than the inflamed color it already is. Rising to
my hands and knees I attempt to gather my clothes. In a single leap the dog is on me, his
paws holding my hips as he hunches against me. I feel a slick wetness being pressed
repeatedly against my thighs and asscheeks and his fur against my back as I try to dislodge
his paws from my hips to allow me to flee. When I realize that the dog is trying to fuck me
I feel so humiliated and ashamed and tears start to form in my eyes. I try to stand but as I
do I hear the dog’s low growl and his head lowers to my shoulder and he nips at my skin.