Gregory and I went for a hike on the nature trail at the park. The birds chirped in the trees, and the bees buzzed around pollinating the blooming flowers. A small lizard climbed a tree, stopping to display his red dewlap, warning us we were in his territory. It was a beautiful day to observe Mother Nature’s wonders.
The trail was in a wooded area, but we still caught glimpses of cars driving by on the road bordering the park. At one point along the trail, we sat on a mossy log to rest and watch the cars. Traffic travelling one way could see us if they happened to look our way, but traffic going the other way could not.
Gregory pulled out a joint and handed it to me, “Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em, babe,” he said. I could smell the skunky bud the minute he pulled it out. I held it under my nose to get a good whiff.
“Mmm,” I said, and put the thin joint between my lips, “Light me.”
He lit the joint and I took a big toke. The smell of skunk wafted through the air. I handed it to Gregory and exhaled, enveloping him in a cloud of smoke. The one-hit weed had me giggling at the sight of his head in a cloud of smoke.
He took a big hit and leaned in close like he wanted a kiss. He turned the joint backwards in his mouth and held his face close to mine, exhaling his hit through the joint and blowing smoke into my face. I cupped my hands around it and inhaled, filling my lungs with the potent smoke.
Gregory knew full well that when I get stoned, I get incredibly horny. The shotgun blast of smoke kicked my buzz in, and my dirty mind went into overdrive. Our proximity to the busy road awakened my inner exhibitionist. I decided I wanted strangers to see me being a dirty girl.
I felt that familiar tingle down below, and my juices began to flow. The thought of Gregory fucking me in public made my pussy dripping wet.
Before he knew it, I was kissing him, sucking his face, feeling his cock through his shorts and whispering dirty things in his ear. His hands were all over me. Standing up, he pulled me up with him. He held me tight and we kissed each other's necks.
“Fuck me, Greg,” I whispered in his ear, “Do me right here, right now,” I said, biting his ear lobe and putting my tongue in his ear. I didn’t have to tell him twice.
He pushed me back up against a tree, kissing me, our tongues battling in a sexy wrestling match. He ripped my blouse open and kissed my boobs and sucked my stiff nipples. He ravished my breasts then spun me around, pulled my shorts down and pushed his long, meaty cock deep inside me. I gripped him with my clenching pussy as he thrust in and out.
I was facing the road as he held my hips and railed me, hitting it hard. My boobs swinging back and forth while I watched onlookers drive by. I knew the people in the cars could see us because some of them honked and waved. A shiver ran down my spine, and my juices flowed like a waterfall.
I was so fucking horny, I started cumming almost immediately. Gregory kept right on fucking my brains out as cars continued to honk, and I continued to cum. He finished me off with a thick load of hot, creamy cum. I turned around and crouched before him to slurp up the last few drops and clean my juices from his magnificent cock.
I was kneeling before him, my boobs still hanging out, sucking him clean when I heard the siren. It was the police!
"Let's go, baby. We're busted." Greg zipped up and pulled me to my feet. I pulled my shorts up and he pulled my bra down over my boobs. We turned and sprinted through the woods before the cops could get out of their car.
Our hearts were beating out of our chests, adrenaline pumping through our veins, as we ran back to the parking area. We ran into the restroom, and thankfully, it was empty. We caught our breath, laughing and fucked like crazy people before cumming again, then got ourselves straightened up and walked calmly to the truck as if nothing had happened.
The police car pulled into the park just as we pulled out, heading home to continue our horny activities behind closed doors.
