While online a few nights ago, I happened to run across a thread about the upcoming contest for Earth Day. And I have to admit I was a bit intrigued. As most might have noticed that other than the Survivor contest, I very rarely submit any work to the themed contests. I am embarrassed to admit it but I am terrible about remembering the deadline dates for such contests, so I don't normally bother. But after reading another thread on ideas for said contest, I wondered if I could write such a piece celebrating this unique holiday, especially since a few of said ideas stuck my funny bone. While I am certain that with enough thought and imagination, I could come up with a creative idea for this contest; I didn't want to write another piece on some miraculous invention that saves the Earth from destruction, and has the graciously grateful population offering an orgy on a silver platter to the lucky inventor.
Instead it brought back memories of a similar assignment that I was required to write for a Creative Writing class during my senior year in high school. Minus the orgy, of course! Looking back now, I don't even remember what I ended up writing; but the one thing that is stuck in my memory about the whole thing is Ralph, my boy-friend's reaction about my assignment.
To make things a bit clearer here for the Moderators at Literotica, at the time this happened Ralph and I were 20 and 19 respectively. And of course being the typical horny male, Ralph, suggested we should "celebrate" Earth Day in the most basic of fashions. In other words, he wanted to "do it in the great outdoors" and was hoping that I was fair game. I guess this would be a good time to mention I grew up in Iowa and that particular evening we had unusually warm weather. It must have been in the upper seventies with humidity in the low eighties... that evening was warm and sticky!
Anyways, I'm sitting in the apartment that I shared with my dad and my sister, arguing with my horny boy-friend about the idea of having sex outdoors, when he does the one thing that will make me agree to his crazy plan. And no, it wasn't a heavy make-out session where he teased me until I said screw it and gave in. He simply dared me to! I know it seems rather childish looking back now, but in my defense I can say I was only nineteen and was susceptable to such things.
So that is how I ended up at a secluded park at nine in the evening, toting a blanket into a wooded area. The park closed at ten but I wasn't worried about getting trapped inside. There was a gate but it was no big deal to open it and then close it again after we left.
After finding the perfect spot, Ralph spread the blanket out in a grassy area that bordered some dense scrub on one side and a steep hill on the other. Then we got down to the business of "celebrating". I don't really know how long it was before the flash of headlights startled me. I do remember the panic I felt when I saw a tall figure get out of the car and come towards us with a flash light. At the particular moment I was astride Ralph and the only thing I was wearing was one sock and a smile.
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