Touch me

Eric

That bastard!

How dare he break up with me! He even had the audacity to say I wasn't giving HIM the sexual pleasure he desired, when it has been ME who hasn't had an orgasm in the past year and a half! I can't believe I wasted so much time on that idiot of a man!

It wasn't like we always had a bad relationship. Matt and I had met in senior year when I moved from Illinois to California. We quickly became friends and soon enough, we were the power couple. It wasn't until just last year that we started having... problems.

He just makes me so mad! I was the perfect girlfriend, but I never seemed to be enough for him!

"Ahhh!" A little girl's high pitched scream brought me out of my thoughts. I watched as the loving father scooped the little girl into his arms and proceeded to tickle her as she giggled. The mother sat on the picnic blanket smiling at her husband and daughter in amusement. A perfect family.

I sat on the park bench and closed my eyes for a second. In this moment, the stress can be behind my head and I allow myself to remain in the calm state for a bit longer.

"You look extremely sexy like that." A rough, deep voice whispers into my ear. My eyes jolt awake and I take in the man sitting beside me. He has tousled brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. My eyes trail down to his arms which are revealed by his muscle tank, letting me see the full glory of his biceps. I can feel my mouth watering at the fine specimen before me.

I gasp when he puts a large hand on my upper thigh without ever looking at me, almost as though this is a normal occurrence. I can see the edges of his mouth go up a bit.

Still not facing me, he starts talking, "Lovely weather we are having today."

"Umm..." I struggled to come up with words.

His hand slid a bit further up my thigh, "Perfect day for a walk in the park."

I could feel my core getting wetter by the second, "Ah, yes it is." My voice came out shaky.

All of a sudden his hand dipped underneath my short dress, and rested on my inner thigh. So close to my soaking pussy.

"Do you suppose it will rain tomorrow?" He turned his head to face me. "I wouldn't want to get wet now would I?"

I jumped as his hand cupped my needy pussy. He kept looking at me, waiting for an answer as his fingers started to glide up and down over the drenched material of my lace panties.

A small moan escaped my mouth from the pleasure. Without any warning, his hand dived into my panties. The feel of his rough fingers on my sensitive clit made my legs tremble.

His long finger plunged into my pussy while his thumb still abused my clit. I put a hand over my mouth to muffle the loud moan.

The adrenaline from doing all this in the middle of the park, where anyone could see at any second, only added to the pleasure.

His fingers kept thrusting into me and my hips rose to meet them. A few seconds later, there was a feeling in my stomach that I haven't experienced in a long time.
My walls clenched around his fingers and I let myself go.

My juices flowed onto his fingers and my dripping panties. My toes curled and my eyes squeezed shut.

When the wave of pleasure finally ended, I opened my eyes to look at the mysterious man who had just made me cum.

He withdrew his hand from my underwear and brought his hand up to his face. His pink tongue glided over his fingers as he maintained eye contact with me.

"Delicious." He smirked as my eyes widened, realizing what had just happened.

I watched his muscles in awe as he stood up and started walking down the park path again. Collecting my thoughts, I shouted after him, "What's your name?"

He looked back at me and winked, "Eric."

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