What I really would love to do, other than suck off my son, that is, would be to go to the park and wander around at night looking at the stars. It's very romantic. If only I had someone to be romantic with.
It's so deserted here. Unlike some of the big cities, this park is safe. Only an occasional couple, arm in arm, walking around the lake, and a more occasional police officer are ever around.
It's like the park that Tom took me to the first night I went out with him. There I was in my pink frilly dress and he was trying to fuck me. It's funny now, but it wasn't then.
Idly I start feeling the ducks the rest of my orange.
"Hey, lady, you can't do that." What the fuck?
"Oh. Sorry, officer. I didn't know."
"Can't you read?"
"What? Ohhhh, I'm sorry, I didn't see the sign."
"There's a fine for that, you know. Fifty dollars."
I'll have to take you in and give you a summons. "But I don't have fifty dollars!"
"That's tough. Get it. Maybe the judge will listen to your sob story, but not me, sister. What's your name?"
"Marianne Baker. I live at the Eagle Hotel. Look, could we just forget the fine? I'm really sorry, and I can't afford fifty dollars. Here, I have five. Will you take that and forget about the summons?"
"Ohhh, a bribe. Well, well. You think you can offer money to an officer of the law and have him neglect his duty? Is that what you think?"
"Why, no, but…"
"You're really in trouble now. First, you broke the law against feeding the ducks. Two, you offered me a bribe. You're in a fine mess now, lady."
"Hey, don't touch me!" The nerve! "And three, resisting arrest."
"What?"
"You resisted arrest by pushing me away."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just was afraid that you…"
"Yes? That I was what? That I was going to molest you? Is that what you were afraid of? Well, do men always molest you? What do you do to provoke them? You provoke them and then when they respond, you turn them away, making them frustrated. You're not a very nice person, lady. Me and my nightstick don't like you."
He's crazy. Why is he holding his nightstick like that? That billy club is dangerous.
"See here, lady, you're in one hell of a mess. You know, I could have you put away for a long time."
"Why, because I gave a duck a piece of orange?"
"Don't get fresh! Old dickie boy doesn't like fresh women."
"Who is dickie boy?" As if I couldn't guess.
"This club here. We work as a team. And he don't like women with smart tongue, got that?"
Hey! What's he doing with it? He's pushing me up against a tree. I wish there were someone else around. I'm getting scared.
"Now you just relax, lady. Don't you worry about a thing. You're in a mess of trouble, but I think that we can straighten things out."
There's something funny about this cop. I can see it in his eyes. He's weird. He's deranged. Uh-oh. He's starting to push that fucking club at me.
"Oww, that hurts!"
"Oh, lady has a stomachache? This club hurting your belly?"
"Ooooh, let me rub and make it all better." The cop is trying to massage my stomach. Maybe I ought to kick him in the balls.
"Hey, lady, just relax. Don't get up-tight, because it's just going to hurt a bit more if you are. Relax, take it nice and easy."
I'm beginning to feel real fear. Maybe I should scream. I don't think anyone would hear me, though, and he might get frightened and kill me.
"Yes, just relax. Mmm, your body feels so nice through your clothes. I wonder what it would feel like underneath those clothes. Pretty clothes, too. Let me look at them closer. Oh, yes, you're a real pretty lady. Ohhh, no bra? A libber? How nice."
"Don't touch me there!"
"Ohhh? Why not? Is there something wrong with your tits? Why shouldn't I touch them? I think I will now. I love your tits. They're so fleshy and creamy. Ohhhhhh, your nipples are like little sticks. I wonder how they'd feel if I sucked on them."
Christ! I'm going to be sick. He's licking my nipples now. Oh, what I wouldn't give for a pair of brass knuckles!
"Hey, lady, you wouldn't be getting any ideas about pushing me away, would you? Because if you are, I'm going to rap you one with old dickie boy. This here stick is hard. Feel it, baby. Feel my billy club."
"Owww! Don't push your stick there. That hurt!"
"Good. If you'd relax, it wouldn't hurt. Just relax, and feel real good, lady. Come on, let's see what you feel like underneath your panties. You do wear panties, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Well, let's see if they're nice and warm. I bet you're wetting them. I bet you're already wet with your hot juice."
I could kill him. He's pushing me down on the gound now. "Hey! Get your fucking hand out of there! That's private!"
"Ain't nothing private about you, lady. You look like you're as public as you can be. Now don't fight me. It's only going to hurt you more. Just relax, ahhh, that's it, just let me get my hand inside your panties. Your cunt feels tight, lady. I told you to relax. Maybe this will help you to relax!"
What the fuck! He's pressing his nightstick against my panties. Ohh, no! He's not going to do that! Help! Help! My God, he's going to kill me! He's going to rip me apart!
"Okay, lady, you asked for it. Let's get your clothes off. Come on, you touch me and you'll get your head bashed. I'll rip them off, lady. Okay, there. That wasn't so painful. Now let's see just how your panties are doing. They'd better be wet. It won't hurt so much."
"Ahhhhh! Owwww! That hurts! Get that club away from me! Help! Help me! Someone help me!"
"Ain't no one going to hear you, lady. This stick's going to be shoved all the way up your fucking cunt, so you better relax and enjoy it. You stay tight, and you'll get hurt."
That club hurts! It's two feet long. He can't possibly slide it all the way into me. Oh, my God, he's going to kill me!
"Ohhh, you're going to really get fucked. Look at that stick go! Your pussy's going to feel that stick, baby! You've got a lot of pussy hair, so you better start getting wet. Come on, baby, let's see some cunt-juice on that brown stick!"
"Stop! Owww! It hurts! It hurts!" I can't stand it! That club is being driven deeper and deeper into my body. I want to die! I want to scream. Owwww! My body is racked with pain.
"Ooooh, look at your pussy. It's so sore! It's so red! Wow! I love fucking with my old friend here. Look at him go!"
"What's the matter, you can't get your own stick up?"
"Hey! No one talks to me like that! Feel this! Come on, put your fucking hand right between my lets. I'll show you who can't get what up."
I could rip my nails into his cock. That ought to send him away screaming. I could tear off his fucking prick and balls.
"And don't try no funny stuff, lady. If you do, I'll rip your fucking cunt open! I can do it. That stick can kill you."
He's right. At least if he were fucking me with his own prick. Why does he have to use his nightstick? I am going to scream. I can't help it.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhh! It hurts! Owwwwwww!"
"Hey! I said no screaming! Come on, lady, one more time, and you'll be a dead duck that can't eat no oranges. Now feel that cock. Come on, rub your fucking hands all over my fly. Feel how hard it is. It's as hard as my wooden stick. Ahh, that's good. Just rub it up and down. Here, now feel my balls. Come on, feel those balls. They're big and heavy, right?"
"Please don't hurt me. Why don't you just fuck me? I can't take this any more! Just fuck me."
"You didn't answer my question. Tell me how my balls feel to you? Well? Come on, lady. How do my balls feel?"
"Your balls feel terrific. I'd love to feel your cock and balls against my pussy. Please do it."
"You really want it? Okay, just relax. When I see pussy-juice on that billy club, I'll start fucking you. Just rub my cock, that's it. Just rub my balls and cock. Feel how big I am. I'm a fucking big guy and I'm going to fuck the Goddamn shit out of you."
He's sliding that stick in and out of my pussy. At least it doesn't hurt the way it did before. He's starting to slide that stick out. Ohh, that does feel good. My pussy hurts. It's burning. It's all red and sore.
"Ahh, now your pussy's wet. I bet you're glad that I'm going to fuck you, right? Answer me."
"You're right. I do want you to fuck me. I want your cock to fuck me. Please fuck me."
"I knew you'd want it. That's why I use that stick. It makes the women all want my cock instead of trying to push me away. Now you're going to be really fucked. Your cunt's all hot and juicy now. Mmmmm, it looks really good. Now unzip my pants and feel my cock in the flesh."
His zipper is bulging. I hope I hurt him when I take down his fly. Damn! He didn't even wince. His cock is pretty big. It's poking through his fly. He's got a really thick cock. I wonder if it'll feel any better than that stick did.
"You like that cock? It's going to really please you, baby. You're going to feel that meat shoved up between your legs, lady. Now you'll really get fucked!"
His balls are thick and heavy. He's probably been storing it up for a year. If the only way he gets women is to molest them in the park, then I wouldn't doubt it.
"Come on, play with that meat. I don't want it to get soft. Keep your fucking hands on it. Rub it, and nib it all over! Ahhhh, that's it. Just keep stroking my dick when I start to fuck you. And keep your fingers rubbing against my balls. I want to feel really good, and if I feel good, you'll feel good. Got that?"
"Yeah, I got it. Your cock is pretty thick. I bet you please a lot of women." Ha!
"You bet I do. My cock is king. I fuck anyone I want to, and that's why I'm fucking you. I wanted you the second I saw you, and there was no way for you to get away from me."
"So you lied about the ducks."
"Naw, you just made it easier for me. I can still arrest you. I'm an officer of the law."
His prick has started to press into my cunt. I can feel that cock-head sliding between my cunt-lips. It's pretty thick, but it won't hurt me that way that damn stick did.
"Oh! Th-that feels good, lady. Your pussy makes my dick feel really good. Your juices are moving now, lady. Your hot cunt-juice is all over my cock. Ohhhhhh, I'm going to ram you with my meat, lady. Ohhh, that feels so food. Get fucked, lady, get fucked!"
His dick is sliding all the way in. Ohhh, my cunt feels good now. I love a hard cock inside my hole! I love getting fucked.
That nightstick must have prepared my pussy because it's all hot and creamy now. His cock goes in easier than others that aren't as thick. Now my pussy feels great.
His balls are pressing up against my cunt, tickling my beaver. It feels great, but funny, to have such thick balls trying to force their way into my hole. I wonder if it would be possible to get those balls into my cunt. I guess not.
"Ohhhhh, your cunt is hot, baby! Now aren't you sorry you resisted me before? I know my dick pleases you. You have no choice, but I know that if you did, you'd ask me to fuck you."
His dock's all the way into my box, and he's starting to pump his meat back and forth. Ohhh, that does feel good. I can't help it. I love hard cock. It sends shivers of pleasure all the way through me.
"Baby, tell me how much you want my meat. Come on, lady. Talk to me. I want your pussy. Tell me you want your pussy filled with my cock."
His hands are rubbing my tits. Ohhh, I can feel my nipples getting all hard and erect. Pleasure is taking over my body. I feel enveloped by hot ecstasy. Ohhh, that's good.
"I want more! I want more cock!" I can't help myself I do want it. He's a rotten guy, but what a fucker! He sure knows how to please, even if he forces himself on women.
"You're going to get more, baby! More cock! Ohhh, I'm going to ram you so full of cock-meat, you will beg me to fuck you over and over again."
I can feel his whole weight trying to push though my pussy. I want it now. It's driving me wild. I feel like opening up my whole body to this brutal man. I want to really be fucked now, even if he wants to fuck me with his nightstick.
"Ohhhh, your pussy's so hot, baby! It's like a fire."
I can feel my juice flowing rapidly. My whole body is soaking wet, I'm sweating like a pig. I want him desperately now. I really want that hard piece of meat to plunge through me like a knife through butter.
"Feel my tits! Rub them harder! Ohhhh, I want it! Ohhhh, fuck me! Please fuck me harder! My cunt's wide open for you! Ohhhhh! Fuck me!"
I can feel his entire body trembling with excitement. I know he's going to come. I want that fuck-cream inside me. I want to have all of his hot sperm filling me up.
"Ohhhh, get fucked! Ohhh, baby, I'm hot!"
I can feel my ass pounding against the hard ground. I don't care how red it gets. I want to hurt myself now. I want him. He's smelly and ugly and dirty, and I want him. I want that cock so badly. He's got to fuck me even harder!
I'm massaging his balls, hoping to squeeze out every bit of cock-juice from them. I want them. Oh, what balls he has! I want it all!
"Please fuck me! Ohhhhhh!"
"Baby, I'm going to smash you. I'm hot, baby! I'm so hot I'm going to come! Get fucked! Ohhhh! I'm going to shoot! Ohhhhhh! Get fucked! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Get fucked! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!"
I can feel it! Ohhh, does that feel good! His fuck-cream is driving me wild! My clit is hot!
Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! I'm still squeezing his balls! Ohhh, my whole body is boiling over!
"Baby, you're terrific! I knew you'd want it! Ohhh, you're so hot! Baby, your pussy's filled with my juice!"
Oh, boy, is it! I'm swimming in cock-cream. I can see it's still red, still hard, probably ready to go at it again. I want it. I want it as many times as he can give it to me. Oh, please be able to come again. Keep it hard, please! I want to be fucked.
"You liked it?" It's funny. He seems like such a little boy now. His whole manner is changed.
"I loved it. I want you to fuck me with that stick now. I could really take that spear up my pussy and feel good. I'm sorry I cried out before. I hope you can do it."
"You mean it?"
"Sure," I told him.
He looks doubtful. I don't know what it is, but whenever someone really thrills me and I want them to fuck me again and again, for some reason or another they can't. I'm beginning to think I'm destined to go unsatisfied and hungry in this world. I want sex. I must have it. I must have cock, and I can't seem to get enough of it. Why is that? I want this man, with his thick cock and huge balls, and now he won't fuck me again.
"Well, I'll see you around. I've got to get on to my rounds. I'll let you get off about those ducks. But next time, if I catch you, I'll really put it to you."
"You can do it whenever you want. I loved it. Please do it whenever you want to. I won't resist. I'll even let you do whatever you want to do with me."
I think that turned him off. Why?
"Look, lady, don't offer me nothing. When I want to fuck you, I'll let you know, and I don't want to hear no arguments about it, okay? So just get dressed before I really ram you one."
He's stranger than I thought. He's getting himself back into his uniform. His cock is still hanging out. I'd let him fuck me, but he has to do it by force, I guess. Maybe I should cry out for help. He'd fuck me again, that's for sure.
"Now don't you go breaking any more laws, lady. You know what'll happen to you if you did."
"Yes, sure. I'm sorry for what I did."
"Well, you ought to be. You got off easy. If I took you down to the station house, all the guys would've fucked you."
I wonder. Well, he's gone now. It seems that the more I get fucked, the more I want to be fucked. I was never like this before. Oh, I enjoyed men before. I loved cock. But I was able to be satisfied with just a few men, even my husband alone for a while. But now I can't stop. I can't go without sex. What's happening to me?