Initially disgusted by the man's vulgarity, I found my thoughts "catch", so to speak. I was out here hiking to get some exercise and stress relief. And sex is a great way to get both. Plus, I'd been meaning to be more spontaneous lately, and a whirlwind fling might be an awfully fun way to practice.
But we were out in public. I'm pretty sure there are laws about that sort of thing. "Okay. Where should we go, then? Do you live nearby?"
The man seemed exasperated. Uh oh. Did I say something wrong? He was pretty handsome, and he was obviously into me. I hoped I didn't blow it.
"No." He stated. "Right here. Fuck me right here, in the open."
Well. I was already half naked out here, and no one else was around. Why deny passion when it flares up? I started pulling down my pants and underwear the rest of the way off, and walked in his direction. "Oh, sure! Sorry to pry." I felt bad about trying to find out where he lived. How rude of me! "I just figured you'd prefer to do it somewhere more comfortable. If you like it in the rough, I'm game!" With that, I took my top and bra off, too. I like being completely free while having sex.
The man's demeanor finally improved. "That's more like it." He pulled his pants down, just enough for his dick to spring out. It was nothing out of the ordinary, but it must have been a while since I'd gotten laid. My heart was pounding like crazy for some reason. "Now", he continued, "climb on and get to riding my cock".
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