Where it happened: Neighborhood Park
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
This happened about 8 months ago, in May of this year. It may seem like an incredible story, but it’s true.
I am 23 years old and had been married not quite a year when my husband, Steve, who had joined the National Guard to get an education, was rather suddenly deployed to Iraq. We were devastated when he got the news. We had just bought a nice little home in a very attractive neighborhood, and our sex life was terrific. We had decided to wait awhile before having a family so I had gotten on the pill.
After he left, I was alone in the house with our little dog, a Yorkshire terrier, and as the weeks went on, I was very horny, because Steve and I had made love just about every day and sometimes twice a day. I missed his sex very much!
Every morning I would get up quite early and walk our little Yorkie for several blocks in our neighborhood, which include a very large park in the middle of the subdivision. At one end of the park there was this large stone monument, erected in honor of the man who had developed the subdivision. It was very ornate and contained stone bench extensions coming out on both sides. Sometimes I would stop and sit their for awhile and let our dog runaround in the park.
On this particular day when I approached the monument, I noticed a young man sitting there on one of the stone benches. He had a small Scottish Terrier that he was walking, but had also let loose to run around in the park.
He was a handsome guy, with an athletic build. He wore khaki shorts and a T-Shirt. As I sat down nearby, and struck up a conversation, I learned that he and his parents had just recently moved into the neighborhood. He had was just ready to graduate from high school in June.
As the dogs continued to run around in the park, we continued our conversation,and it was not long before I began to notice a rather prominent bulge in his shorts, which seemed to grow every time he glanced at me. I, too, was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, and I don’t mind saying that I do have a nice attractive body.
We continued our conversation, and the more we talked, I could tell that this young man’s penis was really straining to be released from those shorts he was wearing, and, as for me, I wondered what it would be like to have it inside me. It had been many weeks since I had had Steve pleasuring my body, and masturbation is no substitute for a man.
Well,the more we talked, the more intimate the conversation became, and I finally asked him if he’d ever had sex with a girl before. He told me that, even though he was a senior in high school, he’d never had the opportunity, but that he often fantacized about it while jacking off in bed. I told him about Steve and how wonderful he had made me feel when we had sex together and while I loved him very much, I didn’t know if I could go without real sex until he returned. I could tell that this young man really wanted me, but was quite shy, and so I finally came right out and ask him, “Will you please fuck me, I can’t stand to see you like that, and I really need it inside me.” Since there was no one else around the park that early in the morning, I asked him to remain seated on the bench and lower his shorts. At the same time I walked over, took off my shorts and slowly sat down on his lap, guiding his beautiful 8″ or 9″ erection into my vagina. God, it felt good! Here was this handsome, young 18 year old kid, probing as far as he could inside me, and I was in heaven. It only took less than a minute before he was shooting sperm into me, with his penis twitching wildly inside me. He had at least three rapid orgasms, and so did I. I could feel the tip of his penis trying to go higher and higher and it was touching me in places I had not been touched in so long. I was in heaven. I kept lowering and raising myself on his manhood rapidly. We were so tight, yet with my juices lubricating us, there was no real friction. I kept mouthing, softly, “Oh, yes, Steve, fuck me! FUCK ME! Don’t stop!” As if Steve were right there inside me — only it was this eager young high school boy, having his first experience. His hands went beneath my T-shirt and massaged my breasts wildly, and that, too, felt so good!He gave one final thrust, pushing as high as he could, and then it was over.
The encounter probably didn’t last more than 15 minutes, and fortunately, no one came around. After we had finished, we both put on our shorts on again, and continued to walk together around the neighborhood, with our dogs. I showed him where I lived, and invited him to stop by whenever he felt like it. I assured him that I loved my husband, Steve, very much, but that while he was gone, I needed sex very much, and that if he’d like to satisfy my needs, he was welcome.Naturally, he said yes.
As he was about to say goodbye, we kissed, and held each other closely, and I frenched him furiously and he returned my kisses. Soon, he was rock hard again, and before he left, we fucked once again right there on the living room rug. It was fantastic!
Since that morning, Rod(I found out that was his name) and I have had several steamy sex sessions, and I have taught him many techniques for making me satisfied. Our bodies seem to fit together so perfectly, just like mine and Steve’s, and Rod is always very gentle and loving with me, telling me how beautiful my body is, and how he loves to feel his manhood probing inside my vagina.I gave him his first oral sex, too, and since then, we have enjoyed some great 69 sessions in my bed.
I just love to fuck with Rod, but most of the time, I am fanticizing that it is Steve inside me. It will be several more months before Steve returns from Iraq, and I’m not sure what will happen then. I know Rod will still want me, but that just can’t be. I know that what I’m doing is not right, but sex is very important to me, and right now, Rod is keeping me happy.
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