I reflected this morning on the crisp clear evening I wished we could have shared last night. Thoughts of you somehow finding me...abducting me, as I walk home from the bus stop, following another draining day at work. The winter air slightly moist and cold. It feels good and electrifies my body. I gaze up into the clear sky, dotted with stars and a beckoning moon. I walk and start to cross the intersection when a car slowly idles next to me and the window is lowered. “Get in”. It's you.  I climb in slowly, each second a still photograph, capturing my willing compliance with a blinding flash. The second the door closes the car begins to move. You seem to know where you are driving.

We exchange glances and nervous laughs. I don’t resist as you put your hand on my thigh. I avert my gaze as you move it up my thigh and underneath the waistband of my pants...you brazenly feel my wetness, fingers diving. At the next red light you lean toward me and I to you, and we kiss.  Mmmm, loving and tender, yet mischievous.  You are driving to the Presidio, a national park cum army base no longer in use. Guaranteed privacy and darkness.  Countless nooks and crannies to explore.  The Golden Gate Bridge looms above us as you pull off into a turnout and park.  We start kissing madly.  “Take your shoes off,” you order without inflection or emotion.  I comply. You take my hand and pull me into the backseat. Pressing me into the cold leather seat, underneath you. You pull my bottoms completely off, and start fingering me from behind as you lean into me and kiss me, my head cocked to the left so my tongue and lips can stretch to meet yours. You can feel my wetness beginning to gush, and I feel your cock growing harder and pushing against the back of my leg. You lean forward and open the door...pushing me onto the dirt, on hands and knees. You grab my hand and walk me to the grass under a tree...an old tree with roots sticking out of the ground. The grass is soggy, and there is mud.  We are already getting messy. You force your body onto mine and lean me back into a classic '50's poise, one leg between mine, hand on the back of my head, your mouth ensconcing my lips and neck as you move rhythmically, carefully over my throat, then my ears, my cheeks.  You sniff and smell my scent as you move around my head and hair. You let my head fall down on the soft soil and move both your legs between mine...you slide down and lift my top, grappling my breasts and kissing my stomach.  You keep kissing lower and lower, until you go reach my wet warmth. Your tongue enters me deeply, all the way. Pointed and laser focused on my clit, then on my pussy. Your skilled tongue probes my pussy the way your cock will minutes, or perhaps hours, from now. Your tongue finds a spot which makes me shudder and moan.  You flutter it there for what seems like lifetimes and bring me to a glorious orgasm.  I surrender to the oblivion.  Ignorant and uncaring that a guard could happen upon us at any moment…a flashlight discovering our indiscretion.  Sensing my abandon, you decide to take me with more force, your hands cup and squeeze my ass cheeks.  Hard. Drinking in how curvaceous my body is.  Luxurious my skin is.  Sensuous my glistening pussy lips and bulging clit are.  How open all of me is to you. You attack my being with your hands, fingers, lips, and mouth until my back arches and my legs again begin to quiver. With a forceful tone you demand “Cum, cum now”. I whimper and shake as the wave washes over me yet again.

You are driving to the Presidio, a national park cum army base no longer in use. Guaranteed privacy and darkness.  Countless nooks and crannies to explore.  The Golden Gate Bridge looms above us as you pull off into a turnout and park.  We start kissing madly.  “Take your shoes off,” you order without inflection or emotion.  I comply. You take my hand and pull me into the backseat. Pressing me into the cold leather seat, underneath you. You pull my bottoms completely off, and start fingering me from behind as you lean into me and kiss me, my head cocked to the left so my tongue and lips can stretch to meet yours. You can feel my wetness beginning to gush, and I feel your cock growing harder and pushing against the back of my leg. You lean forward and open the door...pushing me onto the dirt, on hands and knees. You grab my hand and walk me to the grass under a tree...an old tree with roots sticking out of the ground. The grass is soggy, and there is mud.  We are already getting messy. You force your body onto mine and lean me back into a classic '50's poise, one leg between mine, hand on the back of my head, your mouth ensconcing my lips and neck as you move rhythmically, carefully over my throat, then my ears, my cheeks.

You sniff and smell my scent as you move around my head and hair. You let my head fall down on the soft soil and move both your legs between mine...you slide down and lift my top, grappling my breasts and kissing my stomach.  You keep kissing lower and lower, until you go reach my wet warmth. Your tongue enters me deeply, all the way. Pointed and laser focused on my clit, then on my pussy. Your skilled tongue probes my pussy the way your cock will minutes, or perhaps hours, from now. Your tongue finds a spot which makes me shudder and moan.  You flutter it there for what seems like lifetimes and bring me to a glorious orgasm.  I surrender to the oblivion.  Ignorant and uncaring that a guard could happen upon us at any moment…a flashlight discovering our indiscretion.  Sensing my abandon, you decide to take me with more force, your hands cup and squeeze my ass cheeks.

Drinking in how curvaceous my body is.  Luxurious my skin is.  Sensuous my glistening pussy lips and bulging clit are.  How open all of me is to you. You attack my being with your hands, fingers, lips, and mouth until my back arches and my legs again begin to quiver. With a forceful tone you demand “Cum, cum now”. I whimper and shake as the wave washes over me yet again.

As I lie there limply and spent from the internal explosion, you opt to tie my hands behind me with my wet panties, tightly.  Then taking my long ago discarded pants, you loop the legs through the silky restraint, and fasten around the rough bark of the tree behind me. As you gently and meticulously move your tongue around each of my toes, you can actually see the resulting goosebumps rise on my legs. You can sense the tingling of my body…its openness…receptivity…desire for you to take it. And you will...you take each of my toes in your mouth as if it will be your last meal here on earth -sucking, nibbling, probing thoroughly with your tongue. As you do so, you sit up and move your own foot against my pussy, applying firm pressure as you tug gently on the leg you hold snugly in your grasp. You cup your toes over my pussy and grasp it with them - grip, release, grip, release, grip, and release. You can feel my clit reaching out to you, swollen with renewed desire and passion. In response, you slide your foot down slightly and enter me with your toes, shallow at first, but with the thickness of more than one for sure. The feeling of many cocks penetrating me at once solicits a gush of wetness from my pussy that envelops your toes - making it even easier to penetrate me more deeply. As you do so, you continue to suckle my toes, sucking harder as you penetrate me…sucking rhythmically with your penetration until I feel as if I'll split in two. I can feel your large toe wiggling deepest inside me, exploring the walls of my pussy, discovering my softness, you want never to leave this place.

As these first few toes continue to press inward, the little toe comes to rest on my clit, but resting for only a sec. As you begin to massage my clit with this toe, it responds by swelling impressively, exciting you tremendously. You must have it in your mouth…as you turn on me…you lunge for my lower body uncontrollably…spreading my lips apart with your fingers…you take my whole clit entirely in your mouth…at the same time inserting two fingers deep into my pussy…stroking me madly as you circle my clit with your warm, moist tongue. Your tongue narrows the circles until you aim upon my clit. Licking up one side over the top and down the other side. Flattening your tongue, you bring it back up the center, sending high voltage shocks throughout my body as you cross over my clit one more time. Maintaining the flat-tongue style, you focus now specifically and solely on my clit. You are unrelenting. I squirm under the intense sensation, you create the rhythm of a vibrator, moving your tongue quickly up and down, never losing contact.

As you feel my hips start to move, you match their pace with both thrusting fingers and lapping tongue - in an interesting way, you both control me but let me guide you. You feel my wetness increasing rapidly now, dripping down your face. As the pace increases even more, you feel my body begin to tremble, quiver…and then suddenly spasm in intense orgasm as you feel my muscles grasp your fingers inside my pussy. You continue to ride me with your mouth and hand until every last drop of energy and wetness is yours and my body collapses onto the grass once again. You slide my legs apart…your cock needing to be inside me…to taste my wetness and passion for you…to take its share of my energy.

As you position to penetrate me we are distracted by sounds nearby. Stopping, we listen. The air hangs thickly around us…. moist and cool but strangely warm at the same time. As we watch, the sounds grow louder, then the shifting beams of light from what can only be flashlights are visible through the trees. Two, three maybe four…. hard to see entirely. But one thing's for sure…. we seem to be in the middle of their patrol path…inadvertently we've chosen our location unwisely. Perhaps. Perhaps not. I struggle against my bonds to get free. You reach down and stroke my face to reassure me nothing 'bad' will happen...that I must trust in you to make something good of this unexpected twist.

You get up quickly as the sounds and lights grow in intensity and definition. You see them now…and smile. Suddenly…you bid goodbye for the moment…jump up and quickly retreat to the cover of the forest to await the arrival of the patrol…I panic a little but soon realize there is no escape. Maybe if I stay still, they won't come across me. That's comforting for a second anyway. As I watch, the flashlight beams crisscross the path approaching me, illuminating the way in front of the patrol…soon, I now realize, to illuminate my body. The patrol closes in on me quickly…I can hear their conversation now…sounds like a couple of men and perhaps a more feminine voice as well. Hard to tell yet. I also can now hear the heavy breathing of the patrol dogs. Suddenly, but predictably, the light beams wash over me. And then quickly swing back to focus on me.  All conversation and noise ceases, except for the patrol dogs straining against their chains. I try to discern figures…but can't see anything in the strong light. Just black figures…studying me. I attempt to explain…. every word seeming extremely lame…try to make them understand that I’m here by choice…that my lover is playing an evil trick on me by leaving me tied up for them to find…that they can untie you now and you'll be on your way. Perhaps it was my explanation…. that I’m in this position by my own free will that turns would-be rescuers into participants. There is muffled discussion. One of the group reaches down to my bindings…looks like they'll let me go free…they shake my hands to test the strength of the ties…I realize they are making sure I am well fastened and immobile. This same person kneels down beside me. The lights. Those damn bright lights. I can't see anything really…just silhouettes and shadows. 

Curiously, my body warms strangely in anticipation. The person kneeling beside me reaches down to my legs, touching my ankle gently and then letting what feels like very long well-manicured fingernails trace a slow path up my leg…over my knee…scratching my inner thigh…across my hip bone…up my lower belly…circling momentarily around a breast…up my neck to my face…stroking it softly. I try to pull away…to resist in a way. As she feels me resist…she only laughs…I can’t really see her…the light's too bright.

She straddles my naked body…grasping a handful my hair…she pulls my head up…and kisses me fully on the lips…as I resist…she grabs my mouth with her free hand and says 'open your mouth...now'. I reluctantly obey…. and she forces her tongue inside my mouth…exploring…kissing me hard…searching out my tongue…finding it …sucking…playing…I can feel her passion grow the longer we kiss.

She senses my nipples harden to her…and she works them even stiffer with her fingers…disengaging from my mouth to give them the attention they're reaching out for…taking one of my nipples in her mouth she gently sucks it and kneads it with her lips. Letting her tongue wash over it. She sits up on me and as she grabs my other nipple in her hand, she reaches back and rubs my pussy with her free fingers…sensing my building wetness…sampling it…she brings the hand back to her mouth and tastes it…relishing each drop. She leans over and pulls something out of her bag…a dispenser of some sort…pours a golden liquid out onto her finger… reaches down to my mouth…rubbing it on my lips…I taste it…sweet…it's honey.  She pours a drop or two on my breast and hungrily licks them up. Standing…giggling…she inverts the dispenser and squeezes out a line down my lower stomach and over my pussy…also coating the top of my inner thighs.

She reaches down and rubs my pussy lightly…spreading the sticky liquid over the lips of my pussy and inside…and then steps away. All of a sudden I feel strong hands on each of my legs…holding them high in the air and spread well apart - almost to the point where my ass is lifting off the ground. The woman returns, this time accompanied by one of the patrol dogs…she explains how much of a treat honey is to them. It's used as a reward. And they can be very thorough…not leaving any drops behind. She tells me not to move…I can't believe this is happening…with my legs held high and open…she lets her patrol dog indulge…to feed on the honey…and me. I’m sobbing now, seeking you out in the darkness, craving rescue.

But then I realize, maybe you are in on it. How else would they have known our location? No, no, you wouldn’t do that to me, would you. I contemplate this as I feel the huge powerful tongue begin to wash over my thighs…. methodically licking each drop…warm…very wet…strong…he works his way to my pussy…using powerful strokes to clean me…inserting his tongue deep into my crack to find every drop of the honey…lapping me up and down…across…all around…savoring me…washing over my clit…extracting the honey.

As he laps me, I can feel my pussy respond, my clit grow…the heat build. I’m horrified. Not wanting to believe my body’s reaction. Seeming to sense my passion…his strokes become even more powerful…directed…forceful…the huge tongue penetrating me…seeking out the sweet fluid...he even finds the drops that had slowly dripped down my crack to my ass…I can feel his cold nose and intensely warm tongue in my crack…licking my ass clean…carrying the strokes all the way back up across my pussy to my clit. More honey is drizzled on my pussy and he hungrily licks it up…circling my clit with his massive tongue…that giant warm, wet organ seems to be everywhere at once…covering me. I feel the pace and pressure on my clit increase…pushing me past the zone…making me light headed…warm wetness…firm pressure…consistent pace…all conspiring to make me suddenly climax uncontrollably…my legs shuddering in the grips of those holding them. As I 'come to' and regain my breath…I look down to see one of the men raising himself up from my pussy…my juices dripping from his face.  What is this strange reality? What just happened? I’m confused, yet hungry for more. Sensing my pussy needs a cock…your cock in particular…you finally emerge from your cover and make your presence known to the group.

The woman pushes you hard, face against the tree and 'searches' you from behind…finding only your throbbing passion for me. She instructs you to disrobe, which you do. Your cock is incredibly erect for me…you want me more than ever…having watched me from afar all this time. She grabs your cock and leads you over to me…instructing you to straddle my body…she lifts my head up to suck your cock…I attack it hungrily.

Soon, we forget anyone else is there…feeling the incredible prowess you have…bringing me to the verge of intense ecstasy and holding me there…you feel your energy flowing into me. The woman instructs you now to fuck me…hard…fast…deeply. All lights are on us…all eyes are on us. We are center stage…the breathing around us is heavy as they watch intently…studying me…our passion…my expressions as I get fucked. You lift and hold my legs up…with my ankles close to your head…you slide your cock into me…one long deep stroke into my warmth…wetness…You’re so stiff for me…you thrust again…and again…and again…my juices melding with you…the delicious feel of your cock as it penetrates me…engulfing me…swelling to fill me…'tasting' my sweet walls.  You thrust faster and faster. As you do, the woman works my clit with one hand and probes my mouth with her tongue…which I eagerly accept.

Another's hand finds my ass…and a couple of fingers slip inside…yet another hand cupping a breast…and its hard nipple. It seems that you are all here to pleasure me. Drinking up my passion…drinking in my energy…my body awash in the lights…sweeping up and down…firm fingers on my clit…your throbbing cock rocking quickly in and out of me…faster and faster…fingers penetrating my ass in unison with your strokes…tongue probing my mouth…my excitement grows…my need for you grows…you spread my legs far apart and lean forward…your mouth replacing hers…as you desperately try to vent your passion for me…your desire for me…stroking harder, faster, deeper…you can feel you are totally filling me inside…your fingers now reaching around me and thrusting into my ass…the pressure of your body now working my clit…faster and faster…harder and harder…you feel my muscles beginning to grasp you in buildup to my climax…milking your cock…the pressure is tremendous…your ability to maintain control crumbles before you…as you reach out to me…and suddenly…you violently release your cum deep inside  me…in seemingly unending spasms…thrusting even deeper in response to the pain/pleasure of the moment…aware of my orgasmic convulsions triggered by  your hot load. We collapse into each other.

Breathing deeply…heavily…lucky to be breathing at all it seems. After many minutes feeling my passion wash over you…telling you how much I desire you and need you…we look up to find our audience has departed. Half wondering if they ever were there…as is typical with our love-making, time has been inconsequential…reality indiscernible…the opinions of others meaningless…only our passion for each other truly exists. An impenetrable shield. We kiss again…feeling our minds stretch across the physical linkage…secure and confident in the want washing over us. You unbind me…from a physical perspective anyway…for each time we experience each other the bind grows stronger…the gravitational force grows more inescapable…the desire to be together more incapable of being ignored. And in that realization blossoms the ability to handle anything…to face anything…because there no longer is failure or success…just the understanding you need but one thing…to be with you, covet you, harbor you, relish you…feel the power of the pleasure you bring to me over and over and over again. ……