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By *udepaul OP Man
41 weeks ago
sheffield |
Stranger in the park
Part one
It was late and dark in the park, a warm night and you found yourself walking where normally you wouldn’t venture at this time of night, but in truth you were searching for something, and the risk seemed something you wanted. You hear footsteps, mine, some distance behind you, keeping track with your steps, never falling behind, never catching up. You question yourself, is this what you’ve been wanting. You see a bench ahead and reaching it you sit in the centre of it, and wait, wondering if I will pass by.
But I don’t. I stop directly in front of you, maybe three foot away, and stare intently at you. You meet my stare and stumble over your words. You say, “Hi,” and “Err, sorry, can I help you.” I don’t reply but stare in silence at you. Then I glance back where we’d walked and then down the path away from us, then step closer, much closer. You look up at me, your breathing is now anxious, also excited, listening as I unbuckle my belt and pop the buttons on my jeans. My cock hangs heavy before your face. You slowly look down to meet it then raise a hand to stroke it.
I slap your hand away. It’s not a hand job I want. You try to move your head away but I reach round and grab the back of your head. You try to object but “shut up and suck my cock.” You open your mouth and lean forward to receive my cock, all of my cock.
You suck my cock but not for long, yes I’m hard, I’m erect, I’m enjoying your technique and you’re enthusiastic, loving what you’re doing. You reach around the back of me, grabbing my arse to pull me deeper into you but I again slap your hand away and suddenly pull away, stepping back, putting my cock back in my trousers as I do. You looked shocked, uncertain at what was happening.
I say, “You do what I tell you to do. You only touch me when I say you can. Now stand up.”
Slowly you do. You glance around. I wait until you look back at me.
“I want to see your cock.”
You don’t move.
I shake my head, disappointed with you. “Don’t fuck with me. Get you cock out.”
Your hands shaking, but you do.
I say, “wank it for me.” You do, but I’m not happy with your uncertain, shy lacklustre initial action. “I said, wank it. Get it hard. Do it faster. Go on or I’ll slap your cock.”
You don’t know what I mean at first and slow down, looking confused. “Fucking prick” I say and step forward and slap my hand across your cock. You squeal. “Faster” I say again, and you do. You see me smile, pleased with you as you pick up speed and intensity.
“Now cum,” I tell you. “I want to see you cum.”
You wank harder and not for long before spunking over your hand and the path between us. You stand, legs shaking, heart racing. I step forward and scoop some of your cum off the end of your cock onto my fingers before thrusting them into your mouth. I tell you to ‘Suck them clean.” You do and then I repeat it but this time wipe the cum on your face.
I step back again and look at you, now flaccid and uncertain with your own cum on your face. I take out my phone and take a picture of you before walking off laughing. I shout back at you, “Same time tomorrow night.”
Part Two
The next night you’re sat on the same bench waiting, nervous, when you see me approaching, but I’m not alone. With me is a slim woman in a summery flowing dress. We are walking arm in arm and laughing. We stop in front of you and look at you.
She says, “is this him?” I say, “yes.” She says, “what’s his name?” I say, “I don’t know. What shall we call him.” She waits and considers the question before she says, “Sissy.” I laugh and then say, “Stand up, Sissy.” You stand up. And stand nervously a couple of feet away from us. “Show her,” I say. You look confused. I repeat, “Show her, show her your cock.” You slowly open your trousers and slip them slightly down your thighs. You have nothing underneath. “You’ve come prepared,” I laugh. Your flaccid cock hangs in the moonlight. “Mmmmm” she says. “Told you it was nice cock,” I say. You cover it with your hands. “What the fuck you doing,” I say. “You can only touch your cock if you’re wankjng it and you’ve not been told to wank it yet.” The woman giggles, “This is fun,” she says as you put your hands down by your side.
“Oh no,” the woman says. “Not like that. Put them behind your back.”
You do.
“You want to touch it?” I ask of her. “Not yet,” she says. Then she laughs and says, “Oh go on.” She slips her arm from within mine and goes to stand alongside you. You get a quick waft of her perfume and turn to face her but she is already bending over to get a closer look. You can feel her warm breath on your exposed cock before she slips her fingers beneath your cock and lifts it ever so slightly. “Nice weight,” she jokes, and your cock twitches. She giggles again and grabs it tight. You take a deep and quick breath in. “Sissy likes that,” I say. “He does,” she says as she rolls your cock between her fingers. Then she lets your cock go and returns to standing arm in arm with me.
“Go on then,” I say. “Wank it.” You slowly start to wank your cock. “Don’t stare at me,” I say, “or her. Look at the ground you pathetic sissy.” You look at the floor. “Oh come on,” I order. “I don’t have all night, wank it. Wank it like you hate it. Come on, Sissy.”
And you do. Your breathing grows heavy your hand is a blur. You cup your bollocks with your other hand. I watch the woman who is smiling widely at your display. “Is he going to cum,” she asks me. “If I tell him he can,” I say. You croak, “please.” “Wow,” I say, “Sissy wants to cum.” “Let him,” she says. I laugh and after kissing her on the lips I tell her, “Go do your stuff.”
You look at her, wide eyed as she comes to your shoulder, she stands on her tiptoes and breathlessly whispers into your ear, “Cum for me. I want to see you cum.” You are now facing her, wankjng ferociously. She bits her lower lip and stares into your eyes. You swallow hard and let out a guttural groan as you start to spunk. “Yay,” I call and applaud, the sound of my clapping startling you in the quiet of the dark park. “Good Sissy,” the woman whispers and you look down at your cock to see me catching your spunk in the palm of my hand.
“That is a good load,” I say, as you try to catch your breath. I scoop some of your cum onto two of my fingers and offer one of them to the woman and the other to you. “Clean them,” I order, and you both enthusiastically suck my fingers. You watch as I then dismissively flick the rest of your spunk onto the floor. You look sad at this. I notice. “Ahhh, I say, did sissy want it wiping on his face again. You’ve not been that good.” The woman has rejoined me. I put my arm around her. She says, “That was fun.” I tell her, “Take your knickers off.” She does as she’s told, slipping her hands up beneath her dress and quickly slipping her thong off. She stands holding it up. “Give them to sissy,” I say. You take them, with a nod of thanks to the woman. You notice there is fresh cum inside them. She says, “He fucked me earlier. Loved it,” and adds, “I love his cock.” And she runs her hand over my crotch. I smile. We kiss passionately in front of you and I grab at her tit. She says, “Fuck me again, fuck me now.”
I say, “No, not in front of sissy. He hasn’t earned that treat.” Then I say, “Wear them,” pointing at the knickers. “Tomorrow night. Same time same place.” “Ooooh,” says the woman excitedly.
I say, “Jerry likes a cock and some lace at the same time.”
You look confused.
The woman says, “You going to bring Jerry down?” I say, “Yeah. Jerry likes a nice cock and Sissy’s got a nice cock, and Sissy here likes to suck cock and Jerry likes his cock being sucked. He might even suck your cock, Sissy. Would you like that? Would you like your cock sucked?” You nod, almost disbelieving this is happening. “Well,” I say, “let’s see what happens shall we, let’s see if I’m in a good mood or not. Same time same place tomorrow,” I say, as the woman and I start to walk off leaving you with your cock in the moonlight and a lacy used thong in your hand. |
