Public Sex At A Park With Young Sophie Part 2

I soared higher and higher while his hands moved lower and lower. When they finally reached my butt, the man gave it a firm squeeze just before he let me go. Each time I swung back, he did it. Butt squeeze, push, come back. It actually felt nice. No one had ever touched me like that before. Little did I know I was going to have public sex before the night was over.

His hands began to push softer and I started to slow down. Finally, he pushed so lightly that the swing stopped moving entirely. His arms wrapped around my tiny waist and he hugged me close. I could feel something pushing up against me from behind but I wasn’t quite sure what it was.

My mouth went dry because I had no idea what he was doing.

It made me feel uncertain. So, I pushed myself off the swing and he let me go without holding me back. “I’m thirsty,” I said as I started toward the stand-alone fountains.

I bent down to take a drink from the park’s water fountain when I felt his hands back on my butt. They were so big that they could fit one of my cheeks in his palm. But that time he’d reached under my skirt. I almost choked on the water as he pressed himself closer, rubbing himself against my butt.

He lifted my skirt up so that the hem was draped over my ribs. My panties were pushed aside and he just stood there staring at my exposed private areas. The man hummed low as his fingers ran up and down my crack and center. It sent a jolt up my spine and I wanted to run. But I also wanted to stay. It was so confusing, I didn’t know what to do.

So, I let his hands and fingers explore my body right out in the open. The sun was long gone so we had the cover of nightfall to shroud our very public exchange. I got to experience so many new things that night at only __ years old. My body shuddered, tingled, and exploded. He did so many dirty things to me.

I was used like a toy in every hole I had before he took me home.

I thought surely the authorities of the house would be understanding if I got lost and a policeman helped me get home safely. But, I was wrong. Not only were the authorities furious but he was also not an officer. The experience was totally worth every obscene word shot at me and every day spent locked in my room.

I snuck out anyway late at night, and we met at the park. The seat on the swing was always warm and we left a sort of mark (or stain) on it many times. But, if you want all the details of what happened to me that night, check out my audio blog. I so love being a tease.

Did you miss the steamy set up in Part 1 of my public sex blog? To hear me tell this story with lots of extra juicy tidbits purchase the audio here. Check back in a couple of weeks to hear about my next encounter. You won’t believe what I do next!

 
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