Park bench lover

Taunting a horny man while sitting at a park.

This encounter occurred during my two-year stay in Houston, Texas. Like all of my stories, these are true encounters from my past.

Having experienced a few bisexual encounters with strangers since I arrived in Houston, I was looking for more. I volunteered at the free clinic near downtown on the weekends. People from all walks of life were in need of medical care. I enjoyed it, I like making people feel better.

After leaving work one afternoon I discovered a small park just a few blocks away from the clinic. I pulled up to a park bench that was situated near the street. In my passenger seat laid a magazine that catered to 'adult activity,' in the city of Houston. I grabbed the magazine and took a seat on that nearby bench.

The more I read, the more aroused I became. Couples, singles, theaters, strip clubs, Houston had it all. It was a playground for those seeking pleasure. I sat in the summer heat and kept reading while others nearby enjoyed the park.

A few minutes later I saw a man walking down the sidewalk, he appeared to be homeless. He was much older than I with a full white beard and a Santa smile. I monitored him closely. I was surprised when he sat on the same bench as I. 'Hello,' I said nervously. 'Well, hello to you too!' he said so joyfully. As I sat there reading the ads in my magazine, my friend beside me was eyeing my legs. I was stunned by his lack of etiquette as he continued staring so intently.

Like any woman, I grew instantly nervous, my pulse became erratic. 'Is he really going to drool over me?' I asked myself. I tried to ignore his persistent attention, yet I found that to be impossible. By now, my pulse was in overdrive. I felt very uncomfortable. My pearl white uniform and stockings seemed to stir him immensely. The urge to retreat was irresistible yet the desire to remain, was even stronger. 'What is he doing???' I asked myself as I sat there, motionless. I froze in place. I was afraid to move. Ten full minutes had passed, and he was still staring away. 'Someone's horny,' I said to myself.

I knew the magazine I was reading certainly sent a message as well. Sitting so close, I was grateful that his tattered appearance didn't include an unpleasant odor. By now, I was merely pretending to read the magazine while my peripheral vision was 'on duty.' I waited for the right time, then I crossed my legs. My pulse shifted into fourth gear and fast. I knew my thigh was partially exposed now. His silence lingered as he gazed without concern.

My sense of fear was diminishing and soon replaced by arousal. 'Relax,' I said to myself knowing others nearby were enjoying the park as well. I ever so slowly raised my uniform an inch or two. Now my skirt was at mid-thigh, torturing the eyes of my friend. 'MMM,' I faintly heard escaping his lips. I giggled inside, 'you're such a tease.'

That man actually turned to the side for a better view. I must have remained on that bench for an hour until the pressure became unbearable. Out of the blue, I rose to my feet, walked to my car and left.

Now I was free to express myself, and boy did I ever! 'What in the world was he thinking???' I asked, as I drove back to my apartment. I've never been so preyed upon in my life. I became captivated by his focus, and his courage to do such a thing. It remained in my thoughts for days. 'You should go back,' I said to myself, over and over.

I giggled as I rummaged through my drawers seeking my blue cotton shorts with the white trim, they are unforgiving. 'Wait till he sees me wearing this,' I said as I turned in the mirror.

It was a Friday, the sun was shining and it was HOT. Before I left the parking lot at work, I slid those shorts on while sitting in my car. 'You must be mad,' I said. They're the kind of shorts that gather in the creases, leaving little to the imagination.

I was so distracted I barely recall the drive to the park. As I rounded the corner, I was surprised to see him sitting on that same bench. 'He's here!' I said nervously. 'Here we go,' I said to myself as I stepped out of my vehicle. I felt like the whole park was watching. With my magazine in hand, I strolled in his direction.

I could already see his broad smile as he focused on my suntanned legs as I grew closer. 'There you are,' he said as I sat down on the bench beside him. 'How are you today?' I asked so timidly. 'I'm wonderful,' he replied as he gazed at my bare thighs. I felt more prepared this time. I intentionally crossed my legs in his direction. I heard his breathing shift immediately. I pretended like it was nothing, but I was on display indeed. Showing that much leg was ridiculous.

My heart was pounding so hard I was afraid he could hear it. I battled the nervousness I felt before, yet the pages of my magazine still quivered. 'You were so kind to me at the clinic last week,' he said. 'Excuse me?' I asked. 'Here, let me show you,' he said as he began digging inside his backpack. 'Here it is,' he said, as he handed me his test results.

Benjamin was his name, address unknown, he was sixty years old. He was treated for Bronchitis. I noticed a full STD scan with all the boxes marked, Negative. I recognized my signature at the bottom of the report as well. 'You're a lucky man,' I said with a smile as I handed it back to him. We began conversing back and forth. I no longer feared his predatory stares. My flirtatious attire was to blame, not him.

'Have you had lunch today?" I asked. His long explanation was heartbreaking. He presented a box of crackers and a candy bar as his next meal. I quickly sprang into action and asked him if he'd like to go get a burger. He seemed stunned by my offer and agreed to join me.

My shifting legs and a five-speed kept him amused along the way. 'The Big Mac,' was his favorite so we headed that way. I bought him two, plus fries and a drink of course. As we parked and ate, I pulled my left leg off the clutch and rested my foot near the seat, elevating that thigh. 'How is your sandwich?' I asked. His genuine smile was good enough. My elevated thigh was certainly suggestive indeed. His persistent gaze was turning me on. I thought about taking him to a hotel so he could shower and relax. I questioned my judgment and weighed the risks over and over in my head. His overwhelming desire for my legs is what triggered my decision.

While staring forward I said, 'would you like to go to a hotel so you can shower and relax? He stopped chewing and nodded his head in agreement. During the five- minute drive I began planning my next move.

As he showered, I paced the room in deep thought. 'He's sixty years old!' I kept repeating,... 'but he's clean,' I added. I sat down in the chair provided, crossed my legs and waited. My pulse was banging. A few minutes later I heard the water stop. I took a deep breath and re-crossed my legs.

I heard the bathroom door squeak open and in walked Benjamin wearing a towel around his waist. He froze in place and appeared quite nervous. His expression was riddled with anxiety. I stared directly into his eyes to avoid acknowledging his semi erection under that towel. 'How was your shower?' I asked with a smile. I reached for the towel I had resting on the table, 'come over here,' I said. He crept towards me with a sense of hesitation. As I remained sitting in the chair, I used my towel and began drying his furry chest. His breathing became much faster as I spoke to him, softly.

'Did you think I didn't notice you staring at my legs Benjamin?' I asked as I began drying his shoulders now. He didn't respond yet I noticed the bottom of his towel was quivering, so was he. 'Are you cold?' I asked. He silently nodded his head 'no.' I looked directly into his eyes as I untied his towel from around his waist. His breathing became heavy, real heavy.

When I opened his towel, I saw something I wasn't expecting. I just stared at it, silently. His whole body shook uncontrollably. Now it was I, found locked in a stare. Bejamin had seven fat inches and a huge mushroom head. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I took my towel and started drying his furry balls so delicately. He gasped continuously, I didn't utter a sound.

With my right hand I trailed my index finger down the length of his shaft, 'you're a well-hung man Benjamin,' I said softly. The tension was high.

I pointed to the center of the room, 'lay down on the floor.' He crumbled down to the floor like a collapsing building, his breathing continued to fill the room. I rose from my seat. I walked over and stood by his head, looming over him. He gazed upward at my towering pillars of flesh in disbelief, the same legs he's been drooling over for days. He trembled as he watched me lower down to my knees behind him. 'You have a thing for my legs, don't you Benjamin,' I said so seductively. He arched his neck back, watching my every move.

In a singular gesture I slid forward and trapped his head between my inner thighs, it's something I love to do. His swollen belly had a pulse of its own as it rose and fell so quickly, his breathing, omg. I reached for his rough hands and placed them on my thighs, 'feeeeeel', I whispered. I rested back on my palms and watched him explore my flesh. 'How do they feel Benjamin?' I asked. 'OMG...omg, he kept repeating, shivering madly. I remained in place for a few minutes, then I rose to my feet.

I stood by his side, looking down at him, 'I wanna sit on your face,' I said with a sassy tone to my voice. His arms and legs flayed wildly in response, he was beyond restless. His ability to gather oxygen was a bit challenging. He was overwhelmed by my suggestion indeed.

I watched him closely as I began peeling off my shorts. He rattled with anticipation. I stepped out of my sandals and kicked them to the side, along with my shorts. I stepped over his body, now straddling him. He gazed at my smooth pussy and nervously wet his lips. From his perspective I knew his view was taunting to say the least. 'Like eating pussy?' I asked, as I tilted my head. He silently nodded his head so affirmatively. I dropped down to my knees and hovered over him, so close. I was just inches from his face. His soft white beard was tickling my inner thighs. I leaned in and put it within reach. He lunged forward and buried his face in my pussy. My gaping mouth validated the shock of that moment. 'He's eating your pussy,' I said to myself.

I lowered myself further and smothered that man, my knees now resting on the floor behind him. 'Benjamin,' I said, as I began grinding my hips. I could feel his tongue digging inside me. His open mouth engulfed me completely at times. I was so wet I was convinced it was dripping into his ears. Occasionally, I dragged my inner thighs across his face as well. I couldn't deny his desire to blanket my legs, and that he did. His deep moans became music to my ears.

Undenounced to him, I was the lucky one. Providing for the unexpected is always rewarding. For a man who loves burgers, I was feeding him some steak. I squirmed all over him for over fifteen minutes, drowning the man in my DNA. I came hard too. I can assure you of this, my twenty-seven-year-old juices were running down his sixty-year-old throat.

His desire to taste my ass was obvious, he tried several times. I reached over and tossed the pillows from the sofa down to the floor. I crawled over and rested my hips on top of them, 'want some ass?' I whispered.

When I rested my chest onto the floor the view he had drove him insane. He muttered several words I couldn't understand, his breathing, omg. As he bumped his way into position, I parted my legs to the side. I don't know how to describe his reaction, the sighs, the gasps, it was a chorus of anticipation.

He started by blanketing my entire cheeks, dragging his tongue along for the ride. That went on for fifteen minutes I'll bet. It was spectacular. When he pulled my cheeks apart, I gasped. I love being rimmed but he did something I'll never forget, ever.

As he ravished my back door, he pushed it open with his powerful tongue. During this frenzy, I felt a sense of pressure building inside me, then it was gone. I was puzzled by it, 'what was that?' I asked myself. This cycle continued creating a glorious sensation I had not felt before. At some point I felt my belly rise again, then I heard an evil hiss, 'OMG, he's inflating me!!!'

My eyes rolled in the back of my head, 'Ohhhh Bejamin!' I squealed,... omG!' With his mouth firmly attached he continued to fill my body with air. I was stunned by the sensation, stunned* I also realized he was inhaling the back draft as well. I purred like a kitten the entire time.

His aging face felt so devilish between my youthful cheeks. One who is so wanting will go above and beyond to fulfill his needs, and boy did he ever. 'I could do this all day,' he said then he dove back in. 'I'll keep that in mind,' I said to myself as my eyes kept rolling back in my head.

He gently sucked my pussy so well too, I was melting under his spell. He ate my ass like that for a half hour, at least. Eventually, he gassed out and rested on his back. Much to my surprise, I saw a puddle of semen on the floor, his flaccid cock remained. I was disappointed but I was thrilled that he reached an orgasm.

I dressed soon thereafter. He laid on the floor, panting like crazy with a big smile upon his face. I informed him that the hotel room was his for the evening. I left some $ on the table too.

'Will I ever see you again?' he asked. I paused at the door to respond, 'are you free on Friday?' I asked. 'Oh yes, Oh yes I am,' he replied as he attempted to sit up. 'I'll swing past the park around 6pm,' I said with a blushing smile. The twinkle in his eyes was hard to ignore.

I spent the next few days pulling some strings to help him find housing, mainly my fathers. During that same time, I yearned to feel that rear-inflation,...one more time.

I chose the same hotel since it was close to the park. I'm certain he enjoyed the overnight accommodations, but I wanted to do more.

When I rolled up to the park on Friday, there he was. His enthusiasm was contagious. I opened the passenger door and he jumped in, 'I can't believe you came,' he said. 'Time for a Big Mac,' I replied. I think he knew why I returned so quickly too. I've never felt anything like that before.

Benjamin headed straight to the shower after we arrived back at the hotel. I was so anxious to re-live that sensation. I quickly slid a few hundred dollars into the zipper pocket of his backpack, a gesture from the heart.

My pulse was stable, yet it echoed in my ears. I sat at the foot of the bed and stroked my thighs nervously. My nipples were standing at attention. 'I can't believe you're doing this,' I said to myself with a naughty giggle. I was more excited than he was, trust me. I could feel myself leaking down the crease of my thigh.

He clutched his towel tightly around his waist when he entered the room. He gazed at the robe I brought from home, a silky addition he wasn't expecting. 'Miss Carrie' he calls me.

I knew my tender flesh was like candy to a man his age. While he stared at my legs, I gazed at that bulge in his towel. 'We meet again,' I said rather seductively.

His enormous inhale didn't go unnoticed. I purposely continued to stare it his bulge long enough to get caught. 'May I see it?' I asked as I tilted my head. His breathing soared as he slowly opened his towel. I silently stared at it. He was waiting for the light to turn green, I could feel it.

Being well aware of his cardiac health, I offered him a Viagra in the palm of my hand. 'Four hours Benjamin,' I said as he gulped it down with water. I never saw a man shiver with so much anticipation. 'He's clean,' ricocheted between my ears as I gazed away at his cock. 'It's beautiful,' I said, now caressing my right leg.

For a sixty-year-old-man his genitals appeared to be half his age. I gently held his cock in my hand and squeezed it softly. I leaned in and traced my tongue across his mushroom head, so softly. The urge to open my mouth was irresistible. His gasping cries were eroding my resistance as well. Like a lollipop I began indulging. I squeezed that monster inside my mouth and savored it well. I opened my throat and pushed it further inside. His bear-like moans were turning me on! - ('I COULDN'T BELIEVE I WAS SUCKING THIS OLD MANS COCK!)

His legs shivered as he struggled to remain on his feet. 'Lay down' I said as I patted the mattress. You should have seen his eyes when I peeled off my silky robe, oh my. I crawled on top of him pursuing a sixty-nine. 'Oh god,..oh god yes,' he cried out, omg...omg.' His coarse hands were grasping my cheeks like crazy. His massive cock was staring at the ceiling.

The moment I took him into my mouth I lowered down and engulfed his face. His open mouth felt divine. In fear of suffocating him I raised up from time to time, yet he didn't seem to care.

By now, I was dining on his cock while his fluffy white beard tickled my thighs. That man could eat some pussy, I must admit. He was committed, so was I. His massive tongue was carving its way into my pussy so well. His appetite was unstoppable.

I released his cock just in time to see him burst into the air. Those jets reached two feet high, I was impressed. His orgasmic cries echoed like warriors from the past. His body shivered under me, so violently.

'Four hours,' I repeated as his cock remained stiff following his recent explosion. He pulled me down onto his face, so I began rolling my hips. I rolled them well. I rode that mans face all the way to Kansas. I was waiting for him to surrender but he wasn't about to retreat. I came so hard. I basted him well.

Eventually I rolled off and rested on my stomach. The bed rumbled as he re-positioned himself behind me. When I felt him slide some pillows under my hips, my heart started pounding. I knew what was about to happen, omg. His dragon-like breathing was almost frightening. The way he canvassed my cheeks was incredible, so hungry. He'd suck a mass of my cheek into his mouth and release it with that 'pop' sound, fabulous.

I buried my face in the pillow and rocked my hips from side to side, feeling his tongue drive into my hole. I was trembling waiting for it to begin. I could feel his mouth attaching itself, then my belly started to rise. 'Oh god,' I said so hastily.

Suddenly, that familiar burst of hot air filled my body and the pressure continued to rise. Pleasantly bloated it's best described, breaching those cavities that have yet to be explored. A silent exit warms his face, incredible.

Over and over my innards rejoiced. He'd lather me up and forge onward. I wasn't about to move, I've thought about this for days. My sighs fueled his engine indeed. I lost track of time. I'm willing to bet he did that for forty-five minutes alone. I purred like a kitten.

In all my years, I've never experienced anything like that, ever. I knew his desire to fuck me was strong, yet I wasn't too keen on that idea.

Before I left, I informed him that the hotel room was his for seven days. He was overjoyed by that news. 'I'll be back to visit you,' I said. 'Check your zipper pocket on your backpack after I leave,' I added, then I closed the door behind me.

I spent the following day urging myself to 'go all the way' with him next time I visit. 'He's clean,' kept ringing in my head. I went as far as sliding a few condoms into my purse from the clinic supply room.

During my lunch break I called the hotel and asked for room 208. His excitement was palatable. I wasted no time upon arriving and began stripping down immediately. 'Let's do this Benjamin,' I said with a stern tone to my voice. He kept pace in removing his clothes, yet he looked like he was going to faint.

I motioned for him to lay on his back. When I retrieved a condom from my purse, he gleamed with excitement. I offered him another blue-pill and a bottle of water. I watched him guzzle it down with trembling hands, 'you know what I want, don't you,' I said with lust in my eyes. He was quivering.

As I opened the condom he stared intently, his eyes were wide, his cock was primed and standing. I tore the first condom trying to stretch it over his huge mushroom head. My second attempt failed as well.

I placed my hands on his furry chest and began gliding across his monster cock. Anticipation was eroding my will to resist temptation. 'He's clean,' I repeated to myself. There was no need for lube, I was producing that naturally.

I watched his expression when I slowly pushed his shroom inside me. His mouth gaped open and wide, so did mine. His girth triggered goosebumps all over my arms. I slowly rocked my hips from side to side until I managed to take his entire cock. 'Holy shit,' I said softly as I stared at his face. Benjamins body rattled beneath me. Like a train leaving the station, I began to build up speed. My stretched pussy voiced her approval as my tempo began to accelerate. We were both caught up in the moment.

Feeling him spilt me open was heavenly. His giant mushroom plowed its own path. My juices were flowing like a stream feeling his throbbing shaft so deep inside me. I rode that man, I rode him well, then I rode him the following day.

I visited him several times during his seven-day reprieve from the world outside. I helped him furnish his new apartment I was able to negotiate with my father and some assistance from the clinic as well. He rewarded me well during my visits to his kingdom with a balcony.

A few weeks later he returned to the clinic to thank me again. 'The pleasure was all mine,' I said followed by a wink. The staff was unaware of my personal contributions yet praised me for my assistance,... if they only knew.

A few months later while sitting in downtown traffic, I saw a group of people upon the crosswalk in front of me. Among them was Benjamin, holding the hand of another woman. His gleaming smile warmed my heart as they walked hand in hand across the street. I thumped the steering wheel as I fought back tears of joy knowing he found someone to share his life with.

I'll never forget the time I spent with Benjamin and the lessons I learned. What felt so predatory soon became addictive in some odd way. Providing for him felt so empowering yet it wasn't about me, it was my chance to fulfill his overwhelming desire for younger flesh. 'I was the lucky one.' That experience allowed me to broaden my scope of possibilities when it came to pursuing others. I returned to the pages of that magazine and discovered things I had yet to explore. Shall I continue? /Carrie