A Hidden Surprise

The clasp hooked together behind my back as I looked in the mirror at the petite blonde girl looking back. I ran my hands down my side feeling my curves and grinned a little. I pulled on a pair of dark grey leggings, not quite thick enough to hide the outline of the panties, over those I pulled on a short skirt with a similar pattern to a lumberjack’s shirt and paired it with a plain red thick cotton shirt tied off above my navel, its tightness accentuating the curve of my side and the short skirt flaring out over my rounded buttocks. A pair of dirty red converse and a red and gold clutch finished the look and I headed into town.

I found a decent bar in town with a bit of life in it and made my way in. I mooched around at the bar with my hands empty, and soon enough, a fuck boy came over and offered me a drink. I accepted and we started talking, eventually out of boredom I took him outside and we wandered off to the park and found a quiet bench in the dark. Luckily it was still warm enough out to sit around for a while.

My short skirt rose up letting my cold ass touch the bench. I leaned in to kiss the guy, as my hand drifted down to his waist. His breath smelt of a combination of beer and vodka, and his lips tough on mine. I pulled my mouth back and looked at the red silhouette on his lips and grinned. I pressed my lips onto his as my fingers fumbled with his belt buckle, eventually as he pushed his tongue into my mouth the belt free’d and my hand rushed under his boxers. My fingers grasped around his warm meat as he put a hand on the back of my head and pulled me in closer. His tongue rushed around my mouth, as his dick grew harder in my hand. I slowly started to run my hand along his shaft. It was nothing impressive, but something to play with for the time being. In the half light of the park lamps he pushed my head down to his waist and I opened my mouth, taking his warm dick in my mouth, beginning to work it with my tongue, my lips tightly sealed around his shaft.