Legs trembling, she looked up at the tall skinny figure covered in black clothes and a black peacoat. She craved him, her legs wouldn't stop shaking with anticipation, excitement crept through her in waves. She hadn't felt this way before. Her need for him grew by the second as a deep comfort filled her. She wanted to push herself against him and hold him tightly for it would quench the need to be close like a heavy emotional cottonmouth stuck to the deep most sensitive part of her chest.

They locked eyes brown against pale faces. Articulating what to say as they both feel the feral pull. I want you they cried out, panicked in their heads, distress as neither of them knew how to make the first move.

"Hello there young lady."

"Hello tall man." A sharp crisp inhale of the fresh breeze after a dusk misting left both of them with a satisfying taste in their mouths.

"Do you want to sit with me?" She asked him scooting over, allowing the man to stand up straight off the old green light post he was leaning on. He came to sit with her, looking out over the bright city towers and highways, uphill on a private enclosed community street. The cold slightly bumpy rock texture of the concrete bench felt relieving of the tight pressure building around his hips, yet he felt a bit distressed wishing the drive wouldn't fade away to fast or far. He could feel the throbbing lingering persistently which gave him hope for continuing to feel good. He leaned back comfortably on the bench hopeful. Wanting to smile at the young woman wasn't something he was comfortable doing as it felt fake and unnatural too him yet he knew if she was going to like him he needed charm. He had great teeth with good sharp ends and a sexy quif at the top of his long face. He had a squared jaw and high cheekbones. He looked like a Brendon Urie knock off or at least like a majority of the white men who starred in the bachelor but moreso basically an imposture of any moderately attractive average white man. All his features being medium sized and not too excessive.

Her on the other hand, she was an average height with lots and lots of brown and light brown curly hair and she wasn't necessarily the skinniest or the fittest. She has quite large breasts and a nice plump ass. She looked like a corset would make her look skinny, well shapes and of course great but it was nice how soft and pillowy she seemed without one. Her face was nice with nearly plump lip and a small nose with a slight bump. Her cheek bones were round and her jaw was pinned up closer to her ears makes her face seem more round then rectangular like his.

They kept looking at each other unapologetically and unnoticed or bothered as they continued to be wrapped up in these strong magnetic emotions. It made the inside of her legs begin to dampen.

"Would it be alright?" She asked pointing to the large lump resting between his legs.

His smile broke out in a slight smirk and he nodded his head. The park was empty and quiet. Most of the neighbors were busy in their luxury homes unimpressed with the local nature or the view especially at this late hour.

The park stretched out away from them on either side boarding the forest with sidewalks behind them being dimly lit by the street lamps and the four foot concrete barrier that blocked the cliffs edge being close enough to touch infront of them. The scene was set.

Her hand grabbed his zipper and he began to buzz with anticipation reminding himself to stay calm and patient with her. He rested his hand on her shoulder as he used his other to help her by unbuttoning himself in one easy move.

She felt his warmth behind his briefs stiff and plump for her. She got a bit of an adrenaline rush from the thought of him. She nearly drooled as a sweet smell jumped at her as the thick stick erupted through the silk at her. She grabbed the pasty soft genital skin.

They shared this deep sense of comfort as if they had done this hundreds of times together. She got her mouth close to him and let her tounge mash against the connection between the two parts right on top of the sweet little vein. She pushed it into her mouth keeping her tounge firm on it as she slurped him in. She very quickly let her head lead her body down in front of him crouching down. She slid her hole head down towards his waist taking all of him in before sliding her way back down his legs. She was impressed at how much he was and he was impressed on how well she could keep suction.

She kept suctioning and pushed her tongue against him making sure to stop every couple of motions and lick his sensitive spot between his head and length. She rolled the tip around on her tongue using his length as leverage and then put it in her mouth to suck on it more polishing and purifying the sensation of pleasure for him. He grunted in relief as powerful good golden waves pushed chaotically through him.

She grabbed his hip around his dark jeans and slid the meat deep into her throat feeling the warmth of the experience deep in her bowels rewarding her with this ease of her anticipation. His taste lingering like a smell through the lubricating slobber. Slightly Salty wet squirted in the back of her throat forcing her to swallow as there was no room this time giving her a buzz of joy. She pulled him out of her and he leaned forward.

She stood up and turned around before raising her arms up. She was wearing a loose black dress that had a nice woven pattern for the seams and a lighter more intricate pattern in the in-between fabric. The sleeves were just past her elbows and looked a bit tight making the loose fit around the bottom spring up to reveal a tight undersized black thong underneath. A little clear honey like residue string hung glicining in the streetlight from her inner leg.

He took his hand and lightly brushed the insider of her thigh. He groped her inner thigh giving her a light nudge to invite her to sit on the bench next to him. She obliged, sitting down close to him. He swiftly covered his shaft as a breeze came by. He also slid his arm around her waist making sure she felt a little pinned to him. He wanted her to feel safe as he began teasing her inner legs. He eventually touched her clit with the dark fleece panties putting just a recognizable amount of pressure on it. He stroked it around in a slow thought-out motion that spiked her interest. He then slid his fingers down closer to her opening. He began applying a bit more pressure and paying attention to the patterns in her gasps. She felt good and moaned in pleasure uncontrollably and unbothered by the world around her beginning to thrust her hips into his hand a bit. He wanted to tease her longer but not quite to long as hunger inside him was bothersome. She was excessively wet now. Eventually he decided to suggest she slip her panties off before he got in between he legs on his knees, sliding her hips towards him. He grasped his thick piece and pushed his head right against her nerve before using his stick as a message tool. She moaned louder sliding herself down the bench so her hips were closer to his. It wasn't long before his head met the opening. He dipped in a little sending this strong need to the two of them. She grabbed her ankles and he knew. He had taken his shoes off resting his knees is the holes where his feet go giving him a great barrier between his knees and the ground below him. He was just tall enough compared to the bench that the his dick pushed up into her pushing their sensitive spots together as he slid into her for the first time. He began to create pleasure, pumping his hips into hers consistently. He wanted her to feel her lips pumping in and out. They both periodically involentarily shook in pure peace and excitment. The warm wet skin felt no resistance as he continued causing more liquid to gather around him. She was juicy as hell and he was ready to make her feel complete. He focused on himself making her moan loader as his body shifted his pacing naturally with a flow like dance that matched both their hearts chords. This hightened sense of uforia and surprise of how well this was going mad etheir minds go blank with pleasure. She felt him begin to swell a bit causing her to believe he might be closer. He felt her grip him tighter so badly did he want to put her into missionary, yet the urge to finish peeked his interest more intensely. He was thrusting but making sure to feel for friction. He knew how to make her feel good and she began to push towards him as well as she wanted him to reach an end as tension built together between them began to grow closer to the edge of the end.

"Hmm oh. Uh." He made slight noises as she grabbed his hips again. Her muscles started to contract and move as even more luxurious liquids filled the canal. Her hole felt like pure pleasure as his stick felt like a rod of pure blissful sensation. He was about to bust and he quickened his pace making her moan out harshly in wild and intense craze. He suddenly stopped thrusting to hard and fast and neally came to a head halt pushing into her as far as he could. A blossom of erupted glory bagan pushing out of him like a faucet filling into her deepest cazum. They breathed together for a moment before he slowly slid out of her. He immediately grabbed her gliding his soft fingers up her legs slowly before going down her arms and then in-between her thighs sending waves of intense electricity through her.

Finally He stood up using his thumb to wipe away any excess goo off of himself. Flicking it off his hand before drying the slight damp remain off on the front of his boxers. He tucked it away and by the time his pants were buttoned she was leaning forward looking up at him unrevealed and ready for whatever was next.

"We will see one another again sometime." He said before glancing back at her. She wanted him.