Tera Tries to Not Get Caught in the Park

Tera’s pulse fluttered as her husband tugged her into the park. The sunlight broke through the oak leaves in shifting patterns, dappling the trail as if even the trees were watching. She had confessed, breathless one night, that the thought of public sex made her ache with a mix of terror and excitement. Today, Max was determined to test just how badly she wanted it.

The park was busier than she thought safe. Joggers and couples passed, the air alive with sneakers slapping dirt, dogs barking, children laughing in the distance. Her stomach tightened when a couple in running shorts came by. Max’s eyes trailed after the woman’s bouncing ass until Tera caught him, her smirk sharp.

“Like that view, huh?” she teased under her breath. He flushed, but she only giggled. “Go ahead, baby. You can look all you want. I know where you’re putting it later.”

He grinned and, without a word, pulled her off the main path. A few steps through the grass, and they were swallowed by bushes, hidden in a pocket of shadow and damp earth. The sudden seclusion made her pulse roar in her ears. Max pressed her back against a tree and kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth before she could even gasp. She melted until the crunch of footsteps nearby jolted her. Through a gap in the branches, a man strolled past on the trail. Her whole body tightened.

Max’s fingers were already unbuttoning her shirt. He shoved it open, baring her breasts to the cool air. Her nipples puckered instantly, the illicit exposure making her thighs tremble.

“You’re really gonna let me do this here?” he whispered, sucking one stiff nipple into his mouth.

“Y-yes,” she whimpered, biting her lip. “I’m such a slut for you. Anyone could see me.”

“Fuck, you are.” He shoved up her skirt. She was bare underneath, her shaved pussy glistening in the filtered sunlight. He rubbed her clit slowly, grinning as she gasped. “Walking around like a whore, no panties… You wanted this, didn’t you?”

“Wanted it so bad,” she breathed, fumbling with his belt. She freed his cock and stroked him fast, her voice rising. “God, you’re already hard. You love knowing I’m your dirty little slut.”

His fingers slid inside her, pumping until she moaned. “You want me to finger your pussy?” he teased.

She clung to him, shivering. The friction of his fingers on her G-spot sends jolts of electricity through her.

“No… fuck me. I want your cock inside me.”

“You want this dick?” He rubbed his length against her soaked folds, smearing her arousal. “Say it louder.”

“Yes! Give me your cock,” she begged, grinding on him shamelessly.