You’ve been anxious all night. Sure, the haunted houses and rollercoasters have been exciting, but you can’t help but be distracted thinking about what’s to come. You finish your third drink, hoping that this will be the one to calm your nerves. Are you actually going to do this? It’s so unlike you! Not just hooking up with a total stranger but doing it in the middle of a theme park with over a thousand people nearby. The thought of it was so hot, you had to see how far things would go. You never dress like this either, but if you’re going to be a slut tonight, you might as well dress for the part. You glance at your phone. 11:15 pm. It’s almost time. Just then an alert appears on your screen. “Are you ready?” my message reads. This is it. You hesitate for a moment before responding, “Let’s do this.” Your anxious excitement suddenly becomes electricity coursing through your body. You turn to your friends, “Hey guys, this has been fun but I’m going to call it a night,” you say. They protest and try to convince you to stay but you waive them off with an excuse about an early morning.

As you start walking towards the Tiger Trail, you realize that last drink made you feel more sloshed than confident. The time spent planning and fantasizing about this moment fills your mind as you walk the dark pathway headed towards Jungala. Suddenly you see it. The Tiger statue stands before you looming fiercely in the darkness. Next to it stands the entrance to the trail where a shadow cloaked figure stands waiting for you. “Hey,” I greet you. “Hey,” you echo. “You still want to do this?” You nod. “Good.” I offer you my hand and you take it. You can immediately feel the energy between us which only serves to stoke that cold flutter deep in your core.

I begin to lead you down the dark path. Stone walls surround us on both sides. Just as you begin to wonder where we are going, I turn to face you. Our eyes lock, my stare is intense but you don’t want to look away. I pull you towards me and kiss you. Your lips part softly and sparks fly between us our tongues make first contact. I let go of your hand and cradle your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss. My other hand presses against the small of your back as push my chest against yours. I break from the kiss and begin to feast on your neck. A chill runs through you as my hands begin to roam. Intoxicated by your scent, I can no longer resist as I blindly grope your breasts. My mouth wanders from your neck and down your chest until it finds its new home in your cleavage. It hungrily jumps from breast to breast, never being satiated. My hands slip under your shirt and bra caressing your bare skin. My fingers dance across your nipples with a brief tickle before applying a nice firm pinch.

You can no longer resist. You must touch me. Your hands slide down my chest a mere detour on the way to my manhood. You deftly pull my waistband away from my skin giving your other hand room to slip into inside. A sharp smile comes across your face as your hand wraps around the shaft of my nearly hard cock. You need it. You undo my pants in a frenzy and throw them and my boxers to the ground leaving me fully exposed. You can’t control yourself. You break away from my wandering hands and mouth, dropping to your knees in front of me. You become instantly wet as you take me into your mouth. You feel like such a slut! This is a total stranger who you’ve never even said two words to and now you’re swallowing his cock right out in the open for anyone to see. I gasp in response and take your head in my hands in a feeble attempt to take back control of the situation. You take a moment to prepare and then swallow me whole feeling my cock move past your mouth and into your throat. You hold me there with your lips pressed firmly against my pelvis as I twitch and grow inside you. Your eyes begin to water and you can feel that familiar tickle in your throat, but you hold on as long as you can. You can feel my cock swell and plunge deeper but you can hold it no longer.

You spit me out with a cough. My cock stands in front of you, fully erect and glistening in the moonlight. “You got big!” you exclaim, struggling to catch your breath. “You did it,” I counter slyly. “Come here,” I command, pulling you to your feet. I kiss you again, briefly but intensely before turning you around and lifting you up to gently sit you on a rock ledge. You grow more excited as you see in my eyes what I have planned to do to you next. I reach under your skirt and yank your panties down leaving them dangling loosely around one ankle. Without hesitation I bury my face between your legs. That familiar warm feeling washes over you as my tongue presses firmly against your clit and begins to lick you hungrily. You can feel the sensation building quickly. You almost never cum so fast. It’s got to be all the anticipation leading up to this. Or maybe it’s the thrill of having a stranger go down on you in such a public place. The alcohol has probably played a role too. Your wandering mind suddenly snaps back to the moment as your body shifts, no longer building towards orgasm but full on into the inevitable. You squeeze my head tightly between your thighs, bucking wildly as pulses of pleasure surge through you. You can’t help but let out a scream as the final wave hits you.

You open your eyes staring at me in a daze but I waste no time. My arms slide under your legs with my hands supporting your lower back. I lift you off the rock pulling you toward me towards my eager cock. You are so dripping wet that I have no trouble slipping past your lips, driving all of myself inside and completely filling you. Again that bolt of electricity shoots through you. Not only are you stuffed to capacity but my pelvic bone is pressing firmly against your clit. I feel your response and begin thrusting in and out of you, giving your clit a beautiful grind with every full thrust. You lose yourself in the moment, forgetting where you are. You can’t help but yelp at every thrust each one growing louder as I bring you steadily closer to another orgasm.

At first you barely notice that I’ve stopped moving, but when you open your eyes you realize that I am transfixed watching the head of the trail. “Ssshhhh…” I quietly whisper without even looking at you. Then you see it. Someone is walking towards us. I quickly lift you up and off of me. A flashlight flicks on as your feet hit the ground. I grab your hand leading you down some nearby stairs. At the bottom it appears to come to a dead end, but as you look closer there is a small plexiglass tunnel which is designed for children to crawl through. The flashlight grows closer. “Go!” I mouth, pushing you towards the entrance. The fear of being caught drives you to get on your hands and knees crawling into the tunnel. I am right behind you pushing you deeper.