“Come on, Jack. Hurry up; I want you, I want it, and I don’t want to wait.”
“Linda, try to be a little quiet. We don’t know who might be around.”
She’d pulled her running shorts and top off and was naked, helping to pull his clothing off as well.
“If you want me to be quiet, do something to shut me up,” she challenged, dropping to her knees.
He was still having trouble understanding what was happening, but he had no trouble understanding what she wanted and what she had just said.
His erection slid between her lips and was buried in her throat, her nose in his pubes. She hadn’t done that before, but it did quiet her, except for the groans she emitted with every thrust on his cock. She kept it up, and he was holding tightly to her head, afraid he’d collapse at any second.
Then she released him, unwrapped the condom, and carefully rolled it onto his erection.
“Make me feel good, Jack. Make me feel better than I felt winning those races today. Please!” She lay back on the tiny patch of grass, pulling Jack down with her.
He began kissing that body he had adored for so long, the goosebumps tickling his lips. He kissed and sucked the rock-hard nipples,
“Keep going,” she whispered, her hands on his head, pushing it toward her belly…and what lay below that. Her hips were already moving up and down in anticipation, and Jack was not about to keep her waiting, and two fingers were quickly moving in and out of that warm and wet place he had grown to love.
“Oh, yes,” she groaned, and “oh, yes,” again.
Jack was far from being through, remembering her begging him to “make her feel good.” His tongue went to work on the engorged nub, the thing he knew would make her feel good. He kept at it, forgetting about the chill, that they were in the park, and that they could be seen or heard.
She pressed her hips against his face, wanting even more than she was getting. But it was getting close, and she felt like she was floating above the trees, above the clouds…and then suddenly over the edge, every nerve firing, muscles spasming, her mind engulfed in the total ecstasy of her orgasm as her body plunged down, at last drifting slowly back to earth.
“Now you,” she murmured, struggling to catch her breath. She grabbed at his shoulders, pulling his head toward her, finally locking her lips with his as she felt his erection poking at her, then suddenly filling her completely, the feeling so intense she was nearly chewing his lips. But he was giving her more than he was receiving, his erection pounding in and out of her, the tension building until it exploded in spasm after spasm of condom filling orgasm, Linda squeezing him as hard as she could, both externally and internally.
“Jack,” she whispered. “You’re wonderful.”
“You’re starting to shiver,” he answered, “and you’re just, well, beyond belief. Better get our clothes on.”
“Why?”
“Why? Because it’s getting colder out.”
“Is that the only reason?”
Even in the very dim light of the park, Jack could see Linda’s nakedness, the barely visible tan lines, the muscles in her long and shapely legs. He wished he could see her hard and tight buns, but they were hidden beneath her. He could see the smile on her face, a different smile than he was used to seeing.
“I don’t think we want to walk home naked.”
“Why not?” she giggled. That would be daring, and after today, I feel like doing something daring.”
“You’re not serious,” Jack said, the look on her face telling him she was serious.
“I just have this overwhelming desire to do something really daring, like walking home with you naked.”
“But if we get caught, it could be bad; embarrassing, trouble at school … and, if you get a bad cold, your running could suffer.”
“You’re so logical. I guess I’ll get dressed then.” She laboriously pulled on her running clothes, and Jack smiled at the small bumps barely visible on the front of her top. She stuck out her tongue at him. “They’re cold,” Linda said, laughing. If they couldn’t walk home naked tonight, she’d have to figure something else.
Dressed, they walked home hand in hand, Jack pondering the evening he’d just experienced. Having sex in the park was frightening but exciting as well, and it was Linda who’d initiated the daring adventure, and, whatever the reason, the sex had been beyond anything he’d ever experienced. He was sure it had been the same for Linda, and her excitement had brought him to a place where he was willing to do whatever she wanted.
At her front door, he got a very passionate kiss, making him wonder if she was going to drag him into the backyard for another daring round. It didn’t happen, and Jack was surprised that he was disappointed.
He drove home, reliving the evening, his heart pounding all the way.
***
The next week was an unusual one for Linda. She had practice Monday and Tuesday, a home dual meet on Wednesday, and a visit to one of the universities that were recruiting her on Thursday. She’d be flying out on Thursday afternoon, spend Friday visiting the university, and fly home on Saturday morning since she didn’t have a meet scheduled that weekend.
She was allowed to have five visits, fully paid by the universities, and, even though she was relatively sure which one she was going to choose, this would give her a chance to see some of the others and visit different parts of the country.
On Monday, after practice, she spent time with Jack–actually a wide-eyed and open-mouthed Jack– suggesting they go to the mall and have sex in a stairwell or a restroom. She wished there was a bungy jump close by or a place where she could skydive. She seemed intent on doing daring and dangerous things, and Jack had never seen her like this before … at least since Sunday night. Or, since her dad wasn’t home from work yet, and her mother took a nap in the late afternoon, maybe they could sneak into her house. She had two condoms hidden there, she assured him, so they wouldn’t have to worry about that.
Jack grabbed her and hugged her tightly as if he could squeeze this wild streak out of her.
“Linda, calm down a little. We don’t need to do those, well, wild things. We can work something else out.”
“But I want to do them,” she said almost defiantly. “I want to do something daring and exciting. And you can do it with me … or to me,” she giggled.
She was standing there in the same sweat clothes she’d had on Sunday night, and he was sure what was under them was almost identical as well. Just that was titillating enough, and along with what she had just said, had his body heating up drastically.
“You’re no fun,” she said, laughing. “I guess I’ll survive. But I’m going on that recruiting visit on Thursday and will be back on Saturday. I’ll have a hard workout in the afternoon, but you better be ready for me that evening.”
“Something wild, racy, and daring?” he asked.
“Probably. Why don’t you think of something that would surprise me?” She winked at him.
“That’s going to be a challenge.” He knew that was true as being wild, racy, and daring weren’t his strong suits. But the Linda he saw now seemed to be craving that, and, understand it or not, he hoped he could cater to it if that’s what she wanted.