Pia and Paul in the Park
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2023 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: Pia and Paul go for a walk in the park when Pia feels something in her shoe. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Massage Illustrated .
Pia and Paul were out for a walk through the park on a beautiful Sunday afternoon when Pia complained that something was in her shoe. Paul led her to a nearby bench where they sat. Pia removed her shoe.
“I don’t see anything,” she said to Paul. “It felt like a pebble or something. It really hurt. Maybe it fell out.”
“That must be it,” Paul said, taking hold of her foot.
“Mm, that feels good,” Pia said, when Paul rubbed her toes. “Mmm.”
Paul took care to squeeze each toe gently, to pull each, and to slide a finger between.
“Mmm.”
While continuing to caress Pia’s toes, Paul let his other hand touch her shoulder and then her ear and her neck just below her ear.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“Mmm.”
Paul gently pinched Pia’s earlobe. He caressed around the rim of her ear while rhythmically squeezing her toes.
“Mmm. Mmm.”
A breeze came up and ruffled Pia’s sailor dress. The sun shone down on her bare legs.
“Feels good,” Pia said.
“Uh huh,” Paul said softly. “You know, I can see your pussy fur. I can even see your pussy.”
Pia didn’t reply, so Paul continued caressing her ear and her toes. He noticed that her sex lips had opened just slightly. With more toe pulls and earlobe squeezes, her lips opened a little more. Now he could see the tiny pebble of her clitoris. He pulled her toes with a bit more firmness. The muscles of Pia’s inner thighs clenched. She moaned. Another squeeze, and now it was clear her cunt was contracting. Her next moan cut off at the end. Then three whispered gasps. “Oh. Oh. Oh.” Then a long slow sigh.
“You made me feel so good,” Pia said, after a few minutes of silence between them. “Mmm, I feel so relaxed now. I don’t think I can walk. You might have to carry me home.”
Paul chuckled. “I would, but I was hoping you’d be able to walk ahead of me.”
“How come?” Pia asked.
“My pants might have got a little wet. Actually a lot wet. I’m pretty sure the stain will show.”
“Oh dear, what shall we do?” Pia asked.
“I suppose we could stay here till dark,” Paul said.
“Okay,” Pia said. “If you squeeze my toes some more.”
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.