In the Park - Sex Stories

In the Park

... was that time we were talking on the phone and we somehow got on the topic about the time she had walked in on Ally humping the corner of her bed. I had probably asked her a hundred questions while feigning disinterest. She had dutifully relayed every minute detail to me - she described how she had walked quietly into Ally's room to find her straddling the bottom corner of her bed rhythmically thrusting her hips. She painted a perfect picture for me - from the little gasps she was making to how her PJ bottoms had ridden up her crack a little bit, to how she had squeeked out a half gasp and how red her face turned when Kaylee had finally made her presence known.

And yeah I admit I had definitely been masturbating that time while she told me her story, but it isn't like I told her told her that; it isn't like she knew right? But it definitely wasn't because I was into her - it was just hot to think about Ally getting caught like that.

But even worse with her astride me and blocking my line of sight, I had no way of knowing if the growing problem between my legs was properly hidden. It was bad enough that I was laying in the grass with this girl straddling me. The last thing I needed was a boner sticking straight up in my shorts or worse wiggling out of the top of my waistband. I caught an older couple out of the corner of my eye walking around the pond about 20 yards away, and knew I had to act.

"Truce?" I finally offered her hoping to get out of my predicament. I ...

... should have been smarter about it. In hindsight I guess she never actually agreed to a truce. She just relaxed her arms a bit causing me to let go.

To my surprise she didn't get up right away. She just put her hands high on her thighs to brace herself.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked when it became apparent she had no intention of moving. I put my hands behind my head to brace my neck.

"Hell yeah. This is the first time I've ever actually pinned you." She replied with a small head tilt.

"Well get up already, people are starting to look." That was a lie. The couple had turned and walked off paying us no mind and there was nobody else around. I knew it, she knew it.

I saw the spark of mischief flash behind her eyes a split second before she snapped into action directly attacking my armpits with her fingertips. Reflexively my elbows snapped down to my sides and my hips bridged to try to buck her off. If we were on the mats I wouldn't have any trouble getting out from under someone so much smaller than me, but typically my opponents didn't resort to such unsportsmanlike tactics such as tickling.

After a brief struggle I once again had her wrists in my hands, but as I had come down from my bridge I had shoved her pretty hard. She was no longer kneeling astride my chest - had landed directly astride my lap.

It took me a moment to catch my breath before I was really able to assess the damage. If our position was compromising before, it was straight up scandalous now. I ...