New York City 1948


1:06 p.m.-2001-08-31

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Taking a break from the madness inside the bar, I step outside to breath in the pleasant New York night air. Leaning up against the brick, watching all the revellers pass by. Plenty cuties out giggling and stumbling around from the many pink drinks in martini glassess they quaffed. One stands out.

Unaccompanied she glides on by me. Loose fitting dress dancing in the evening breeze. Her heels tap out a hypnotizing pace. Our eyes meet and she shoots a devilish grin. Concentrating on the sway of her ass barely cloaked by thin cloth as she moves down the sidewalk.

More interesting than my friends in the bar, I decide to follow. Naughty thoughts fill my mind as I examine her flowing hair, the hints of neck exposed when breezes pick up, her hands moving suggestively, and the curves of her legs. I can slightly catch her scent, and my desire for her rises.

Traffic causes her to stop at the corner. I sidle up beside her, and look at her smiling. She rummages around in her purse for a cigarette, I offer her a light. After thanking me I ask what she was doing that evening. Looking for a fun time. I suggest a nice walk through the park, and offer my arm to lead her there. Hesitating for a moment, she squints her eyes, cracks a smile, and we're on our way.

We make each other laugh. She occasionally squeezes my arm, and pretends to accidentally bump into me. After walking fairly deep into the park I suggest we claim a park bench. I direct her to her seat.

Soon I'm bringing myself close to her so I can whisper how much she turns me on into her ears, breathing in her hair, smelling her skin. She goes flush. She runs her hand down my thigh. I brave a kiss. It turns passionate quickly, as our lips knead together.

I explore her back with both palms, her temperature is rising. Our legs begin to intertwine. I slide my hand across her legs. Her skin sings with warmth. She responds in kind by cupping my crotch. I can no longer help myself. Running the tips of my fingers along her pantylines I begin to massage her neck with my mouth. She groans audibly. I can feel that she is moist. I push aside her panties and begin rubbing her pleasure spot. She shoves her hand down my pants and grasps my shaft.

I deeply delve into her with two fingers while massaging her clit with my thumb in a circular motion. Her hand frenetically strokes away on my cock. Both of us breathing hard and trembling. Fingers digging into each other's backs. Sweating and steaming, we can both feel violent orgasms approaching. She grinds her pelvis into my hand. I surrender to her fingers. She shakes and quivers and bites me on the shoulder as she cums on my palm, now covered in her juice. Its too much for my senses to bear, and I release as well.

Collapsing into each other, trying to regain our breaths. I revel in her post orgasmic aroma. I slide my hand out from between her legs and she takes hers from my pants. I grab her wrist and clean her off with my tongue. Stroking her hair and face so she can smell herself on my hand. Staring into each others eyes.

We gather ourselves together as well as we can. With knowing looks we depart in seperate directions. Minds filled for the rest of the night with lovliness and hopes that we might encounter each other again.

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