Walking Along the Bluffs

Out for a walk along the bluffs.

Longish trail;
Up hill;
Down;
Around multiple curves;
Many side trails;
Great views.

One of my favorites.

About an hour,
Into my walk;
Around the curve,
Up a side trail,
There is a spot,
I particularly like;
Nobody around,
Quiet,
Great view,
A bench to relax on.

This time,
On that bench;
Sitting there,
A girl,
With her back to me;
Long dark hair,
Pony tail;
She seemed,
Preoccupied;
Didn’t realize I was there.

As I,
Stepped up beside her;
She startled.

I saw,
One of her hands,
Was in her blouse,
The other was down,
The front of her shorts;
No,
Damn,
Wonder,
I startled her,
When I stepped up,
Besides her,
And said,
“Hi.”

Seeing her calmly sitting there,
Masturbating,
Instantly,
Turned me on;
Had me hard;
Nearly dripping.

She jerked her hands,
Free from what they had,
Been doing;
Turned bright red;
Stammered,
“I thought I was alone.”

I said nothing,
Just stood there,
Smiling —
Actually,
More of a,
Grinning smirk.

Since she was sitting,
And I was standing,
She could easily see,
The tent,
My erection was causing,
In my shorts.

Noticing,
She turned,
Even redder.

Looked up at me,
Said,
“I’m sorry about that.”

Her blouse,
Was gaping open;
Showing not just cleavage,
But firmly aroused nipples;
Since her shorts,
Were still pushed down;
I could see a hint of,
Pubic hair,
Glistening,
With droplets,
Of moisture.

Clearly,
She was close,
Very close,
To finishing,
When I startled her.

My reply to her,
“Sorry”;
Was,
“I’m sorry I interrupted,
You just before you,
Well,
Finished.”

Followed by,
“I could make it,
Up to you.”

She was quiet,
For a minute,
Or two;
Seeming,
To be considering,
Something.

She looked around,
Looked  at my shorts,
“Push them down,
All the way off,
Show me what you’ve got.”

I did.

As she stood up,
Pushing her own shorts,
Down,
Off,
“Sit down,
Straddle the bench.”

I did.

She swung one leg,
Over the bench,
Wiggled up to me;
Her pussy,
Fractions of an inch,
From my mouth;
Put her hands on my head,
Pulled me that few fractions,
Of an inch toward her,
“Lick it,
Get it wet;
Use your fingers,
Get me back to where,
I was,
Before you,
Interrupted.”

I did.

She pulled,
My mouth,
Away from her,
Pussy;
Sat down;
Wiggling,
So that,
As she straddled me,
She forced my cock,
Into her cunt;
Deeply into it.

I grabbed her head,
Wound my hands,
In her hair,
Pulled her mouth to mine,
Forced my tongue,
In-and-out of her mouth,
In time,
To her bouncing,
My cock,
In-and-out,
Of her cunt.

It didn’t take long,
She groaned,
Contracted,
Convulsed;
I groaned,
Ejaculated.

Our mouths separated,
My cock,
Still in her cunt,

We both sighed;
Frankly,
Both,
I think,
A bit,
Embarrassed.

She smiled,
“Much better,
That the other,
Would have been.
Thank you.”

Grinning back at her,
“It was m pleasure,
Thank you.”

She stood,
Pulling her cunt,
Away from my cock;
Picked up her shorts,
Pulled them on;
While I did the same.

As she started,
To walk back up,
That side trail,
She turned,
“I’ll be walking here,
Next Tuesday,
About,
Say,
10ish —
In case,
You happen,
To be walking,
In the area.”

I nodded,
Thinking,
I will,
Be damn,
Certain,
To be in the area.