Dominant fwb wants daytime release

I came home after my senior year of college and decided to spend the summer being a slut. In the course of my escapades I started hooking up with a couple guys more regularly. One of them, a shorter fit guy who had a bit of a dominant streak, really turned me on.

He lived the next town over, so I usually went over to his place, but he was in my town one day in the early fall and he hit me up. I had the day off from my part time job and had been sending out applications all morning, so when my phone buzzed with a picture of his hard dick it was a welcome break.

Before I could respond, my phone buzzed again.

'in town. need u to swallow me. Can u host?'

'no, I can't. I want your cum though'

In the end he convinced me to meet him at a public park near where he was visiting. It was heavily wooded and ran up against traintracks, an industrial area and more forest, but I had never hooked up there during the day. In the summer, it was always busy. Now though, school was back in session and the weather had turned a bit chilly, so we were less likely to be disturbed. It had rained earlier in the week and the ground was still muddy and I picked my way around some puddles.

Up ahead, he was sitting under the basketball hoop. He saw me approaching and turned and walked towards a grove of trees farther back. I followed.

When I got into the little grove he already had his sweatpants around his ankles and was squeezing his cock through his briefs. His shirt had ridden up a bit and I could see his abs.

"I'm nervous," I said as I walked up.

"I'll be quick," he said, "I haven't cum in a week. Get on your knees."

I got on my knees in the semi dry mud and pulled down his underwear and started sucking his cock. After about a minute he pulled it out and rubbed it on my face. I knew this was one of his moves that really got him going, so I played up my submission to it for full effect. Although, I'd be lying if I said it didn't get me going as well. I was hard as fuck in my jeans.

There was a road barely twenty yards from our stand of trees that led back to the plants and warehouses behind the park. It must of been a shift change, because soon after we got there cars started zipping up and down the road. I was out of sight behind the undergrowth, but he could be seen between the tree trunks. I looked up at him, but he shook his head.

"Don't worry about it." Then he put his left hand on top of my head and gripped my hair, while with his right he grabbed his dick and smacked it against my face over and over, back and forth, until I was breathing hard and trying not to cum in my pants.

He smacked his hard cock against my cheek a few more times, then he grabbed me by the back of my head and my jaw and guided me back down. He turned me so his cockhead was against the inside of my cheek and started slowly fucking my mouth. This was kind of awkward for me so I shifted after a while so his dick slid down my throat.

"Oh fuck," he said, and kept going, angling so he could push deeper inside me. He was gripping me by the hair and I did my best to submit to his cock as it reamed in and out of my throat. Finally, when it felt like I was going to pass out from lack of air, he pulled out and let me recover.

I stroked him with one hand and worked on his head with my mouth. With my other hand I started rubbing myself through my jeans.

"I'm gonna cum," he said. I took him back down my throat and started fondling his balls, then worked his dick back up to my mouth as he began to cum. I held him in my mouth and let the cum pool on my tongue. With my free hand I was trying to rub a hole through my pants. He finally noticed my aroused state.

"I want you to pull your dick out and cum for me," he said, "hold my cum in your mouth. When you cum you can swallow."

I wasted no time, unzipping my jeans and pulling out my cock. The zipper stimulated my balls and the cum in my mouth had short circuited my brain and it was hardly thirty seconds before I shot my load in the mud between his feet. As I swallowed, he reached forward, grabbed my head again, and shoved his soft cock in my mouth, fucking his load down my throat.

I was still on my knees panting with my dick out when he pulled his pants up and walked away. Eventually I pulled myself together and walked home an utter mess, with wild hair and muddy knees and a tear and spit stained face.