Kinky Sex in the Park
by jack tar
Copyright© 2025 by jack tar
Erotica Sex Story: on a bike ride getting fit, she cuts through the park and uses the ladies toilets, and that is where it all starts.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Fa Consensual Lesbian FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Group Sex Black Female White Female Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Squirting Public Sex .
It was a sunny Saturday morning, and I had decided to take a nice long bike ride. I had wanted to get some training in before the “Breast Cancer Awareness” 20 K bike riding marathon.
University was out and it had been a moderately boring summer holiday so far, and the marathon was going to be a highlight for me this year.
So, I got my dad to do some maintenance on my old trusty 10-speed bike and threw on my hot pink cycle shorts and matching sports bra, and set out on my adventure.
When I rounded the corner of Elm Street, I could see the front of the Park. I decided to ride through and enjoy some of the scenery. Thinking that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful sights and the beautiful day.
Turning onto the bike path I could feel the temperature change as the tree line blocked most of the sun. The cool air making my nipples stiffen inside my sports bra. My hard narrow bicycle seat had been incessantly teasing my little pussy, due to my movement and the taut fit of my shorts.
As I whipped my bike down the gravel paths, I kept thinking about my first sexual experience. My dance teacher used to touch me in the most intimate places during my private dance lessons.
I was so young when it happened that I didn’t understand the feelings she gave me, but now that I am almost twenty I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my young body but her touches were magic to a blossoming young girl.
Lately, those thoughts had become paramount in my masturbation fantasies. Every time I rubbed my little pussy I would imagine her showing me how much fun it could be to have sex with an older lesbian woman.
That were a few years ago and I being almost twenty now, learned to accept it for what it was. She had moved far away and I grew out of dance lessons. So I missed our private dance sessions and all of the hidden sexual fun we used to have together. As I rode my bike through the park, admiring the great view and moderate weather, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the ladies toilets. Locking my bike onto the bike rack I figured I would pee and have a tiny little break.
When I was walking to the door of the ladies room, I noticed this rather attractive older woman sitting on the park bench across from the toilets. She gave me a mischievous smile and went back to reading her book. I smiled back and continued into the building.
After entering the stall and sitting on the toilet, with my bike shorts and panties around my ankles, I couldn’t help thinking of the sexy woman’s smile and what it meant. I let loose my stream thinking bad thoughts about the woman outside on the bench. “Was she a lesbian”? “Would she force herself on me”? I was fantasising again.
My thoughts were getting me more and more aroused and I was imagining her coming into the ladies room and ravishing my body, right there in the stall. But, to no avail, I had no such luck, so I wiped the urine droplets from my pussy lips and went back outside.
I walked over to a Coke machine and purchased a can of pop, and then took a seat on the bench just opposite from the sexy smiling woman. Unknowingly, I was flirting, Although I know now.
My legs leisurely spread to give her a better view of my tight shorts pulled into my pussy Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my seat, waving my legs open further while enjoying my soda.
After taking a few sips, I brought the can down in-between my parted legs and settled it tight against my pussy. All the while I stared into the smiling lady’s eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me push the cold can onto my cunt, I saw her press her hand to her lap.
I really didn’t know how to react to her flirting, but what I did know was that I wanted this sexy older woman to seduce me. Her gestures and sexy stares had my panties so moist they were stuck to my skin. My tight little teen pussy was literally trembling from the inside out.
So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the waist of my shorts down a little to show her my panties. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the material give under the weight of her hand.
Then I pulled my shorts down further along with my panties to show her my bare pussy. I almost thought she would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I’m some kind of sex freak. But she didn’t, she sat right there and watched me. I thought what am I doing?I am acting like a slut, but I realised yes I was desparate and she was desirable to me.
Just then, she got up and made her way towards the park ladies toilets, which I had just left. Every few steps, she would turn back to me and smile, using her index finger to give me the “come hither” hand gesture. I really didn’t know why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to find out. I was also very hopeful that she was as much of a sex freak, as I am, and that she would want to take full advantage of me.
After she had disappeared from view and entered the building I stood up and followed her into the ladies loos. Swinging my hips in a very lustful manner, signalling that I was truly interested in her as much as she was with me. As I walked up to her, she looked at me and said, “That’s a very pretty little pussy. Do you mind if I have a closer look?” Without saying a single word I pulled aside the leg of my shorts along with my panties, showing her my pussy, up close. She knelt down and moved her face really close to me, sniffing my female scent. “Does it feel good when you touch it?” she looked up at me and asked, All I could do was nod my head yes. “Would you mind letting me touch your lovely little pussy?” she asked and almost before I could answer, I could feel her fingers tracing a line up and down my slit, along with her hot breath. “It’s such a moist and tight little pussy you have here, would you let me give it a sexy kiss,” she said, I just gave a lustful sigh and replied: “Oh yes, please kiss my pussy, Miss.”
Taking my hand, she led me to an empty stall and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could feel her hands lowering my shorts and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one ankle. “Lean your pretty little bum back against the wall and relax, and I’ll use my mouth and make love to your pretty pussy, Angel,” she told me as she knelt down in front of me on the floor and put her hands on my inner thighs. All I could think of as I leaned back against the wall was my former dancing teacher. She was the first person to say that she thought I had a pretty pussy. She always made me feel so special during our private lessons.
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