Strangers in the Park

What happens when you stop asking permission to want what you want? We follow a woman who turns heartbreak into a blueprint for sexual freedom, trading scripts that failed her for a carefully designed encounter built on anonymity, and unfiltered desire

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Chapters

• 0:00 Welcome And New Story Tease
• 0:38 Introducing Strangers In The Park
• 0:52 From Heartbreak To Reinvention
• 2:31 Discovering Kinks And Boundaries
• 4:16 Meeting H And Making A Plan
• 6:28 The Walk Into The Park
• 9:57 First Contact And Consent Cues
• 12:30 Afterglow And Silent Exit
• 20:50 Choosing A No-Strings Future
• 22:50 Closing And Listener Invitation

Transcript

Welcome And New Story Tease

Poison Ivy 0:00

You've entered Poison Ivy's Tales of Erotica, where fantasy breathes and pleasure takes form. I'm Poison Ivy, your seductive guide through stories that tease, tempt, and tangle the senses. New tales every Monday. Indulge deeper on patreon.com slash poison ivy erotica and explore more on my Amazon author page. Links are in the description. Now, surrender to the heat of this week's story, Strangers in the Park. Written and read by myself. I was done with being a good girl. I had done everything how I was supposed to, how I was expected to. One humiliation after another. From a guy that once promised to love and cherish me. I was done with relationships and conventional sexual partners. Tonight was going to be my first time exploring my new lifestyle. I had spent a lot of time fantasizing about how I wanted my first time to be. I didn't want it to be with anyone I knew or would know after. I wanted him or her or both to be complete strangers. I didn't want to know their names. And honestly, it didn't really matter what they looked like within reason. I couldn't be with someone repulsive or something like that. I had spent a lot of time in shady chat rooms as I gathered courage. It also helped me figure out what direction I wanted to go in. There were so many fetishes and kinks that it was a bit overwhelming at first. I also watched a bunch of different types of porn to see what turned me on. I realized I would get uncontrollably hot and flush with desire when I watched porn that involved strangers that met up. They usually have sex in a public area and then never see or speak to each other again. I would get wet just imagining it. I had enough of dreaming about it. I wanted to experience it for real. I decided it was time when I started chatting with a stranger online. He didn't have a real photo for his profile pic. Instead, it was a downloaded photo of money. I don't know why that it intrigued me. Maybe because I could use my imagination. Maybe it was because I was intrigued that he could get dates without showing his face. He went by the handle H. I had no idea what it stood for. I never asked him. I accepted his solicitation to chat. He didn't waste any time sending me a message. Thankfully, he didn't ask any of those boring, routine questions that I'd been getting. After a while, writing the same answer multiple times becomes boring and annoying. The most common was what do you like to do for fun? Or what are you looking for? If it wasn't that, it was some crude starter that just turned me off. Sending me a dick pic before having less than a couple exchanges was a turn off. Saying what they wanted to do to my body without even saying hi was also a turn off. I guess I wanted a freak that was a gentleman and that I wouldn't ever know who he really was. I found that in H so far as I knew. We chatted for a bit. He asked interesting questions. Everything was geared towards me and pretty much nothing about him. It was different. I was used to everything being centered around the man. It didn't take long for things to turn sexual. We were both here for the same reason, anyways. It had been a bit since I'd been with my ex. I didn't just want to have sex. My body needed it. After a couple days of communicating in the chat room, we moved to text. That's when things got hot and heavy. It didn't take long for that to not be enough. We made plans to meet up that weekend. He wanted it to be in a public place, and I agreed. I was so turned on imagining this man I've never seen taking me in public. He told me to meet him in the local park late at night. He instructed me to wear a skirt with no panties and a loose top with no bra. He sent me exact directions in the park where I should wait for him. I was full of nervous excitement as I got ready that night. It was exhilarating and exactly what I needed. I felt more alive than I ever imagined. I dressed just like I was told to. Age had messaged he was on his way. My heart was beating faster the closer I got there. My hands were shaking. It wasn't just nervousness. It was also excitement. I parked on the street as the park was closed at this hour. And we didn't need any company from the cops. I didn't know what he drove. So I had no idea if he was here yet or not. I had to take a few deep breaths to calm myself before I got out. I waited until there was no vehicle traffic before I went into the park. I carefully made my way towards the inside where my TPS was taking me. I didn't see anyone around when I made it to the spot. I was just starting to get worried when I was grabbed from behind. I was startled and cried out. It's me, he said in my ear. I relaxed instantly. You scared me, I responded. I'm so sorry, beautiful, he said, while burying his head into my hair and smelling it. You smell good. You like it? Yeah. Bend over for daddy. Let's get this party started. Yes, Daddy, I replied. And complied. I bent over, grabbing onto the seat of a bench that was there. I arched my back and spread my legs. He pushed my skirt up and spread my ass with his hands. He slid his tongue up and down. My exposed slit. He swirled his tongue around my ass and dipped his tongue into my opening. My moans became louder as my body tensed and released in a wave of pleasure. He slid a finger and then two inside and pumped. Oh, it was so good. I gripped the bench, loving what he was doing to me. H stood and pulled his fingers out and licked them. I stood up and turned around while he undid his pants. I sank down onto my knees. I smiled. He was bigger than I expected and bigger than any of my exes with my knees in the dirt. I took him in my hands and slid my mouth over him. I swirled my tongue around the head. I put him so far down my throat and I gagged repeatedly. I ran my tongue up and down the shaft and sucked on each of his balls. I enjoyed his moans and the feel of his hands and my hair holding me to him. That's a good girl. Now it's time to give Daddy that pussy. Yes, Daddy, I said as I stood up and turned around. I bent over and put one leg up on the bench while I gripped it. I was excited to feel him enter me. I knew I would be tight since it'd been a bit since I'd been with anyone. Ooh, there was pressure on my opening. As he pushed into me, I was soaking wet, making it easier. I was tight, so he had to take it out and put it back in a few times before he could bury himself all the way in me. Oh wow, he felt so good inside me. I was so stretched and filled. My back arched and I came hard. And deep inside, H grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. He thrust himself long and hard into me. Strangely, I wasn't worried if anyone came upon us. It felt too good to care. You're so nice and tight for daddy. You like it, Daddy? Oh yes. You're such a good little slut. Oh yes, Daddy. I pushed my abs back into him. I was such a bad girl. And it felt amazing. I imagine my ex seeing me right now. Completely different from the girl he knew. This was the most exciting sex I had ever had. H reached down and around to squeeze and rub my hard nipples. He slid his hand lower to circle my clips. I was about to explode. He stood up, grabbed my hips, and let me have it. I gripped the bench like my life depended on it. I cried out as I came in a gush that ran out of me and down my leg. We were being so bad and yet it felt amazing. He pulled out of me and told me to go over and lay down on that picnic table. A few feet from us was a picnic table. I stood up and made my way over to it. I climbed up and lay down. H pulled me towards the edge until my ass was a little off the edge. I spread my legs and held them up with my forearms. H came and stood between my legs. He pushed my shirt up to expose my breasts. He then pushed my skirt up as well so he could watch himself thrust into me. I relaxed my body and enjoyed the feeling of him sliding in and stretching me in. I dug my nails into my legs as he thrust himself slowly at first in me and then built up the temple. He reached down, encircling my neck with his big, strong hands. I had never had a man do this before. I felt so vulnerable under his strengths. I came immediately and hard. I guess this is a kink of mine I never knew of. Are you ready for this hot come? Yes, Daddy. Come in me, I cried out. I wanted to feel him pulsing inside me. I wanted to feel his hot liquid filling me. H's thrust became harder and intense. He let go of my neck and took hold of my legs. Suddenly he stilled and moaned as his feet exploded in me. He held himself in me until the pulsing stopped. There was a rush of liquid that came out as he pulled out. He didn't wait for me to get up as I lay there looking up through the trees and night sky at the clouds and stars. He silently walked away. It took me a minute to realize he wasn't there. Perfect, I thought. I didn't have to deal with awkward small talk. I sat up and collected myself. I climbed down from the picnic table. H's cum ran out of me and down my legs as I walked to my car. I used some wet wipes to clean up as best as I could when I reached the car before driving home. On my way home. I realized this was exactly how I wanted sex in the future. No pressure. No strings. Kinky and fun. I was so satisfied. And now I could enjoy my night without having to entertain him. Just pure sex. No names. And no backstories. I guess being single was going to be fun. Well, thank you for listening to Boys and Ivy's Tales of Erotica where fantasy breathes and pleasure takes form. If you enjoyed the story, please like and follow until next week.