Just another Monday night

It was not the most comfortable position in the world. Face-down on a picnic table in a Park, hands lightly gripping the sides of the table and feet on the ground, shoulder width apart. Blindfolded, Jacinda couldn’t see much but could hear everything and was acutely aware of the slightest sound.

“Someone walking? Was it more than one person or perhaps that was just Nigel?

Silence.

Now she wondered where he was and started feeling quite vulnerable. And a little cold.

Having her dress around her waist, underwear, who knows where and bare backside exposed to the world, Jacinda was pleased it was dark, or nearly so.

Voices.

She could hear voices. One was Nigel and the other one was another man. She couldn’t hear what they were saying. She strained trying to hear. Was that another voice? Couldn’t be.

Suddenly she felt a hand on her back and could hear someone undoing a belt and dropping his jeans,

A warm penis slapped against her backside and she could feel his fingers – a bit rough as he felt her wetness. Then she could feel him pushing against her and all of a sudden he was inside her.

It felt big, not fat type big, but long and he knew how to use it. Was he circumcised, what race, how old. Was he fat or skinny?

All these questions went through her head as she could feel this long cock thrusting in and out.

Jacinda tried to focus on the feeling but kept wondering. Wandering off in her mind wondering was this guy going to cum?

A pair of hands grabbed her head and turned her roughly, at the same time a cock was pressed against her lips, pushing into her mouth. He smelled mildly musty, a bit sweaty although not unpleasant. There was no doubt about this cock, he was circumcised and not that big.

Pleasant. Jacinda sealed her lips around and applied a bit of suction, working her tongue around the head of his cock. She could taste a bit of pre-cum. The first guy was still thrusting from behind. She didn’t normally cum from having a guy fuck her but she was feeling a bit tingly and warm from this one. He was long … how long she wondered as suddenly the cock in her mouth was withdrawn with a pop.

She focused on the feeling of the guy gripping her hips and thrusting from behind. He was starting to lose his rhythm a bit and thrusting deep, holding his cock deep before pulling out and thrusting again. He grunted, quietly and stopped. Jacinda wished she could feel him cum but she knew he was filling her deeply.

Meanwhile she could hear, but not see Nigel sucking on the cock that was in her mouth until seconds ago.

As the guy behind her pulled his rapidly softening cock from her swollen pussy, she could feel cum running down the inside of her left thigh. Feel the cool breeze against everywhere she was wet.

Jacinda was just getting used to that sensation when she felt the second guy, the one she had sucked (and Nigel had stolen!) enter her quickly. No messing around with this one, she was wet, he was hard and even though he was a lot smaller, it still felt good.

He was quick. It must have been the expert cocksucking from Nigel but he came almost straight away. A lot!

Jacinda was now thoroughly soaked down her thighs. She could hear him finish dressing and then was gone.

Nigel removed her blindfold. It was dark, but not as dark as she remembered. The streetlight from 60 or so metres away cast long shadows and Nigel said, “turn over and lay back”.

She did as he asked and he slid her towards the end of the table, and pushed his tongue into her pussy.

Now, that felt good.

She could feel him licking a slurping, cleaning up the cum from her legs and groin, inside her and then he had his tongue on her clitoris. How did he know? The waves rolled over her and finally she came – hard. Squeezing his head in her thighs and gripping his hair trying to make him stop but not really wanting him to.

Just another Monday night …