When it happened I had just been in America for a few weeks. I felt lonely after leaving my home in Japan, but I knew that it was what needed to be done.
Still, it was hard to get used to a new environment and my new job, so I didn’t feel comfortable even going out on my weekends.
The only place where I felt more or less at peace was a park nearby. I loved to go there, find the bench far away from the usual paths people took, and just sit there with a book, reading and enjoying nature.
Usually, there would be no one there to disturb me, but this day was different.
I was reading, as usual, not looking around. There were trees all around the place where I sat and I knew people rarely even made their way there when they were walking around, but soon I noticed a shadow that fell on me and closed the sun.
“Excuse me, can I sit here?” the man asked, looking at me. He looked nice and was more polite than I was used to, so I just smiled, nodding and moving to give him space. “I’m Neil”, he said, smiling politely.
“Nice to meet you,” I said, still feeling a little shy. “I’m Jumi”
I wasn’t usually the one to talk with strangers, but somehow it felt different. Neil seemed nice and I couldn’t help but keep looking at him, at his face and his hands. I found myself putting the book away as he was asking me questions about where I was from and what I was doing in the States. I was happy to talk with him and he didn’t seem to mind my slight accent, only smiling when I would stop to pick a proper word for something.
Neil told me about himself too. Turned out he worked in the same field and we had a lot of themes to talk about. I felt that I was starting to get attracted to him more and more even though it wasn’t logical. He was still a stranger, but I couldn’t stop looking at his lips and couldn’t stop thinking about the things that weren’t exactly proper.
“You know, I didn’t expect to see someone like you here,” Neil said, looking at me a little differently and I didn’t know what it was. “Usually I find horny teenagers here that are trying to have some privacy, so it was a surprise that I didn’t meet them”
I felt my cheeks heat up and I probably looked red and embarrassed, but Neil didn’t say anything, only smiled at me again. I felt the warmth inside my stomach and I knew what it meant. I wanted him and I didn’t know what to do with myself.
“I don’t know how anybody could be able to pull it off. Anyone can walk up and see you when you do it here. That’s too much of a risk,” I said, looking him in the eyes. I didn’t know what kind of game we were playing, but I liked it a little bit too much.
“Yes, it’s risky,” Neil moved closer, putting a hand on my knee. “But it’s worth it. Just think about how exciting it is. Don’t you want to have something this wild ever happen to you?”
I knew what he meant and I knew what we both wanted, but there was something still stopping me. Maybe it was my culture, maybe my good manners, but when his hand moved higher, lifting my skirt just a little bit, I lost it. I leaned toward Neil and kissed him, pulling him close.
It was just a slow and innocent kiss at first, but soon he pushed his tongue in my mouth and his hand higher, under my skirt. His hand felt hot on me and I started shaking from how badly I wanted him. It felt like a dream, a dirty dream I was having, but it was real.
“Do you like it?” he asked, as he pulled me closer. My back was pressed to his chest and his hands were running over my breasts over the fabric. Soon he went under my shirt and I was looking around, hoping no one would see. He caressed and squeezed my breasts and I loved it so much. I still felt like it was wrong like I shouldn’t be doing it, but I couldn’t stop. The temptation was just too strong.
“Yes, I do,” I half moaned.
I didn’t want him to be the only one taking the initiative, so I put my hand on the front of his pants and started rubbing his cock. He was big and hard as I touched him through the fabric and I couldn’t wait to have him inside me. I could feel that my pussy was getting wet and I needed to have that dick. He groaned, feeling me teasing him.
“You’re not afraid to do more, are you?”, he said.
His light teasing made me act braver, so I opened the zipper of his pants and pulled his cock out. He was hot and hard in my hand as I started stroking him. Neil groaned next to me as I pressed my palm around his tip. He loved it, I just knew it.
“Your tits are so good. And your hand is too. But I wonder if your pussy is just as amazing”
I never had anyone talking to me like this, it was dirty and so wrong. Anyone could walk on us and see what I was doing, that I was giving myself away on the street like some whore, but part of me wanted it to happen. I wanted someone to see that I was taking Neil’s cock right there, not caring about anyone because I wanted it so badly and was that much of a slut.
“Let me try something,” I smiled, getting up.
I looked at Neil as I lifted my skirt and slowly took off my panties. He looked at me closely while they slid down my legs and I knew that he loved it.
“Now I’m ready,” I said, getting closer.
I still wanted it to be discreet, so I got in his lap and went to cover us with my skirt as if I was just sitting on him and not having his cock inside me. I went up, putting his tip against my entrance, ready to take him before I sat down. It felt so good to finally have him and I moaned, starting to move my hips. Neil was still touching my breasts as I was riding his cock and looking around to not have anyone peeking at us.
Soon I lost it. He felt too good inside me and I started moaning as I took him in deeper. I knew that my orgasm was coming, but he was the first to finish and fill me up. I still moved, now with his cum leaking out of me until I felt my pussy tensing up around Neil’s cock and feeling that pleasure that I knew so well.
When it was done I got up, feeling the cum running down my inner thigh, and went to wipe it off with my panties. I threw them away, so as to not leave any evidence.
“It was nice to meet you,” I said before we went our separate ways.
I still don’t know why I did it and what got into me that day, but I know that I needed it and it was one of the most memorable things that happened to me.