Oral Fun at the Park

It was my second date with Charlie, and I was feeling horny. The first date had been pretty mild. We had grabbed coffee on a Sunday afternoon, which was Charlie’s idea, not mine. If I had it my way, I would have met up at a dark cocktail bar or dimly lit club for some grinding and touching, followed by a hookup that crept into the early morning hours.

Charlie was much tamer.

“I love your dress,” he said to me, when I met him at the entrance of the park. 

It was a perfect May day, with a mild breeze and partly cloudy skies. My flowery, pale blue dress grazed just above my knees and billowed in the wind.

“Thank you,” I said, beaming at him. 

Charlie had mentioned on our first date that he was a sucker for girls in summer dresses just like this one. It may have been why I chose it to wear today.  

“Should we walk?” he asked, sticking out his hand to mine. 

I put my hand in his, and hand-holding felt like an intimate thing for us to do on the second date. Then I realized how ridiculous I sounded because what I had planned for Charlie that afternoon far exceeded hand-holding.

We walked around the path, watching the dogs running across the grass as their owners threw frisbees toward them. The birds chirped from every direction, but still, I couldn’t focus. I just kept looking over at Charlie and his sexy, tousled hair and tight jeans. He was in a t-shirt, and it was the first time I had seen his arms. They were taut and toned, with veins crossing his forearms. Just the glimpse of them made my pussy throb.

Yes, it had been a long time since I had last had sex.

We walked for another twenty minutes or so before I spotted the perfect clearing. I pulled Charlie’s hand so that we were headed off the path and through the grass.

“Clarissa, what are you—” he started.

But I turned around, wrapped my hands around his head, and leaned in for a kiss before he could finish. We had kissed briefly after our first date, but it had only been a quick peck. I think Charlie was trying to be a gentleman, which was fine and all, but I wanted more. I was going to have to seduce him the best way I knew how.

When we were far enough from the path, I pressed Charlie up against a tree and started to kiss him even deeper. Our tongues wrapped around each other’s, and I quivered as his hands grabbed me by the small of my back and began to slide down the curves of my body.

“You have an amazing body,” he said, his voice low and rough. 

I pulled my face away from his and sucked my lower lip into my mouth. “So do you. When I walked up to the entrance of the park, you looked so handsome and sexy just standing there in the sunlight.”

Charlie’s face flushed with color. 

I ran my hands across the front of his jeans. It took him a second to realize this wasn’t a mistake, that my touch there was intentional. He jerked his head back behind us. Someone had thrown a frisbee in our direction, but the dog caught it in time. We were in the clear.

“Should we be. . .doing this here?” said Charlie, motioning his hands in the air. 

I ran my hands up his chest, down his firm stomach, and to his crotch once again. This time, however, I felt his cock throb underneath the denim. I wondered how big he was. I had been thinking about it for days. I loved sucking cock, and I wanted to suck his.

Right here.

“I think we’re pretty safe over here,” I lied, realizing that at any moment, someone could walk off the path just like we did and discover us here against the tree. 

But the thrill was part of the fun. My heart was racing as my eyes looked deep into Charlie’s. He gave me an almost imperceptible nod as his lips quirked up into a faint smile.

So I got to work. I undid his pants while we made out some more, and this time, I could feel him relaxing. He made these low, soft growls in the back of his throat that turned me on. They sounded almost primal and secret. 

Once I had undone his jeans, I slid my hands into them so I could rub up against his underwear now. His cock was completely hard and pressing against the silky material. It felt both long and thick against my palm, and it nearly made my mouth water.

“Clarissa,” he said, his voice breathy as I pulled his underwear down with his pants. 

His cock sprung out, and it made my eyes widen. It was perfect. I stroked it a few times with my hands, enjoying the way it made Charlie’s breath catch in his throat.

“That feels good,” he said quietly, so faintly I could hardly hear him.

I smiled up at him as I dropped down to my knees, with my skirt fanned out around my legs. I dragged my tongue up each side of his throbbing shaft, taking my time as though we weren’t in a public park, but rather in a bedroom, alone. I didn’t care. It was intoxicating, sucking Charlie’s cock, especially when he started to run his fingers through my curly hair. 

“Yes,” he hissed through his teeth as my tongue began to snake across the head of his cock now. I loved how responsive he was. “You’re so good at that.”

I wanted to laugh and tell him that I was just getting started!
I brought my mouth slowly and steadily all the way down his cock. It took some effort to get the entire length of him between my lips, but I managed. He throbbed in my throat, and the fingers that he had wound through my hair were now tugging gently at my scalp. The small action made my pussy pulsate.

I worked my head up and down slowly on his length. In the distance, a couple of people laughed, and it made me pause. Or rather, it made Charlie pause, as he reached down to hold me still, as though that would make us invisible.

When he was sure the coast was still clear, I got back to sucking. I went faster now, bobbing my head steadily over him, coating him in saliva. It was sloppy and wet, which I think he appreciated. Charlie kept moaning and grunting. When I flicked my eyes upwards to look into his, his eyes were narrow and disbelieving, like this wasn’t really happening. His jaw was slack as he stared at me. 

“You are so goddamn sexy,” he growled.

This was a totally different man than the timid guy from the coffee shop. It seemed I had managed to get him to my level. All it took was a sundress, a park, and a public blowjob!

Charlie reached down, placing one hand on either side of my head so that he could take over and gently fuck my face. I was happy to let him do it because all of the suctioning was starting to hurt my neck. I stretched my lips wide open, unable to stop myself from making gagging noises as he plunged his cock into me.

“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, and his thrusts became shorter and quicker. “Do you want me to fill that mouth with cum?” he asked.

I obviously couldn’t answer in complete sentences, but I managed to get out a muffled, “mmhmm” around his cock. My eyes widened, tears burning at their corners. 

Charlie pressed into me hard a few more times before finally, his cock stayed unmoving in my mouth, his cum flooding the back of my throat. It was hot and thick as it slid down, and I happily gulped it all into my belly.

“Holy shit,” Charlie said breathlessly, gently thrusting a couple of times like he was milking every last drop of cum from his cock. “You’re amazing.”

He slowly slid out from between my lips and looked down at me, shaking his head in disbelief. He helped me up to standing, and I realized that my knees were aching from having knelt on a tree branch. I hadn’t noticed at the time.

Charlie quickly put his pants back on and took a long, steadying breath. I licked my lips. The salty, thick remnants of his cum remained there, and I wanted to taste him as long as I could.

“Should we. . .” Charlie started. He grabbed my hand, his eyes never leaving mine.

“I live right around the corner,” I said quickly, secretly melting inside. Sucking his cock in the park had made me even hornier, if that was possible.

Charlie smirked. “Okay then. Lead the way.”