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After school, I walked down to the park. It was nice to be on my own at last knowing that the whole weekend lay ahead. I sat on a quiet bench under the trees watching the birds and squirrels for a while. I thought about my girlfriend; I really missed her. She’d moved away a few months ago when her dad got a new job. When I thought about the times we’d been together, especially out in the woods or even here in the park my penis reacted. I started rubbing it through my school trousers.I guess I was lost in some sort of daydream when I realised there was a man nearby. He walked slowly along the path.“It’s a lovely spot isn’t it?” he said.I looked up and nodded nervously. He seemed to be about thirty-five to forty, dressed in casual but smart clothes; he wore a linen jacket with an open shirt and jeans and looked friendly.“Mind if I sit down?”I moved along the bench a bit and he sat down quite close to me. I really just wanted to be alone and I thought about going somewhere else but thought that would probably seem a bit rude. I crossed my legs trying to hide the bulge in my trousers.“I like it here, it’s quiet and peaceful,” he said looking at me.“Mmm,” I nodded, staring straight ahead at the twisted Oaktree opposite.“I’m Mike,” he said quietly. This kind of took me by surprise, he sounded very friendly so I turned to face him. He had a short, neatly trimmed beard and short light brown hair. His eyes were hazel-green and very bright. He was smiling at me.“I’m, uh, Steve…” I managed to say before I quickly looked away. The squirrel was back at the bottom of the tree searching for acorns. I felt his hand on my knee.“You looked a bit lonely sitting here so I thought I’d come and say hello…” he stroked my knee gently. I froze as shivers ran through me and my sixteen-year-old cock started swelling, trapped between my legs. I tried not to move a muscle.“I noticed that you were rubbing yourself; don’t worry, I did it all the time when I was your age – I still do sometimes…” his hand moved up my leg stroking gently. My mind was racing. ‘Runaway’ – ‘Wait and see what happens…’ played in an endless loop. His hand was very near the top of my thigh now.“My wife and I are both bi-sexual,” he said very quietly as he continued stroking beşevler escort me. “I’m meeting her down at the café soon; would you like to come and meet her? I’m sure she’d like to meet you.” He squeezed my leg one more time and then removed his hand.He stood and looked at me. For the second time, our eyes met. I was scared, mesmerized, but somehow felt safe. I liked his smile.“Shall we go for a walk?”I stood up, knowing that the bulge in my trousers would be obvious. He stepped forward and put his hand between my legs, pressing it against my erection.“Sara will take care of this for you and so will I if you like.”We started walking down the shaded path.Sara was sitting at a table at the back of the terrace outside the café; she was busy writing in a notebook. Mike led me over and introduced me.“Darling, this is Steve. I think he might be the person we’ve been looking for.” She took off her glasses and looked up at me. Mike disappeared into the café to get some drinks. Sara smiled and gestured to the chair next to her.“So Steve, you’ve obviously made quite an impression on my husband.” I sat down next to her not knowing what to expect. I guess she was about the same age as my mum, but she was very different. Her dark blond hair fell down to her shoulders and she was wearing a thin pink cardigan. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra.“You must be very hot in that uniform,” she continued. “Why don’t you take off your tie and blazer?”I undid the tie clumsily and stuffed it into my blazer pocket, then slipped that off over my shoulders. I was trembling all over. When I looked back at her she’d loosened the cardigan and her right breast was completely exposed. She took my hand and placed it on her soft flesh.“Don’t worry, nobody’s looking, have a good feel if you want to…”I glanced around nervously. The table was out of sight from the rest of the terrace so I began to fondle her breast. It wasn’t particularly large, in fact, it was smaller than my girlfriend’s but it felt really nice. I started teasing her nipple, rolling it between my thumb and finger as it stiffened.“Mmm, you’ve done this before haven’t you?” she said quietly and lent towards me putting her cebeci escort hand on the back of my head. She pushed me down and guided her nipple into my mouth.Mike returned with a tray of drinks.“I’m glad to see you two are getting along.” He sat and poured three small beers into the glasses. Sara undid a couple more buttons as she sat back, making sure that I had a good view of her breasts. Mike handed us both a glass of cold beer and raised his.“To new friendships and pleasure.” We clinked glasses and all took a sip. Sara reached down into her bag and took out a camera. When she placed it on the table I immediately recognised it as an expensive Canon. Art and photography were something I’d decided to focus on over the last year. Sara must have noticed me staring at it.“It’s one of our hobbies,” she said, “Although it’s also my job.”I felt Mike’s hand resting on my knee again so I just took another mouthful of beer and waited to see what would happen. They both intrigued me. Sara slipped her hand inside her cardigan and began playing with her nipple, looking at me the whole time. I felt Mike’s hand moving further up my leg. My teenage cock was straining against the black material. His fingers brushed lightly across it.Sara bent forward giving me a clear view of both her breasts and put her hand on my other leg. She moved it up until it was next to her husband’s and then closed her fingers around the bulge. My cock was throbbing as Mike began to massage my testicles through the fabric and she rubbed me.“We both like you Steve, we like you a lot…” she gave my cock another squeeze and looked at her husband.“Darling, would you take a photo of us?”Mike smiled and picked up the camera. Sara undid the last two buttons of her cardigan and then reached for my trousers. She undid the button and pulled down the zip; she soon had my erection in her hand. I was harder than I’d ever been, the veins were standing out and my shiny purple knob was coated with clear pre-cum. She looked up at her husband and smiled as he took a couple of photos, then she bent down and put it in her mouth. I heard the camera clicking but the only thing I could think about was how amazing it felt kolej escort being inside her.“Ok, that’ll do for now.” She sat up but left her cardigan open. “You better put this away,” she said giving my cock a quick rub. “It’s one thing if a few people see my tits but it’ll be trouble if they see that.” I managed to stuff it back into my trousers and did them up.“We like having adventures,” Sara said, looking at me. She lifted the front of her short skirt and opened her knees showing me her smooth pudenda.“I don’t like underwear, it gets in the way.”She took my hand and placed it between her legs.“Put your fingers inside,” she instructed calmly. I found the slit between her lips and pushed one inside. It was warm and she was already very wet. I heard her husband taking more pictures as I got a second finger in. She moaned quietly and began stroking my hair. She pulled my head down and put her nipple in my mouth again. I sucked on it and she moaned quietly. Her husband kept taking pictures. I felt her hand gripping mine between her legs and she whispered“Fuck me with your fingers and put your thumb here…”I found her clit and started rubbing it.She made me stop but held my hand down there.“Let’s go for a walk.”I followed her out of the café. Mike picked up my school bag and the camera. Sara had left her cardigan open so her tits were visible to anyone who looked. She took my hand in hers and we walked up the path with her husband following.After we walked up the steps and got to the wooded area Sara stopped and turned to face me.“Take off all your clothes now. The car is nearby.”She unzipped her skirt and slid it off. Now she was only wearing the little white cardigan and her body was completely exposed. I started undoing the buttons of my shirt. She reached for my trousers and undid them and quickly pulled them down. Once they were over my ankles she handed them to her husband leaving me standing there naked with my cock standing out. There was a bench on the edge of the path and she told me to go and sit there. She spoke to her husband but I couldn’t hear what they said.Sara walked towards me and her husband started taking more photos. She knelt down in front of me and put her hand around my cock, then began rubbing it slowly. She bent forward and put it in her mouth. Mike was still taking pictures. I could see that she was touching her clit while she sucked me. He moved closer to take photos of my rigid cock in her mouth. She looked up at me as she put her hands on my hips and pulled me forward so my whole cock was buried in her throat.
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