Back in 2017 (I was 19), while I was still living with my parents in a small house in the suburbs, I still talked with my Ex Bree (who was 18 at the time). We'd dated during highschool and had ended things after about six months, but we'd kept talking and hooking up.

Bree had some nuts parents. I couldn't go to hers, she couldn't come to mine. My parents didn't care, and I didn't care too much if they did. But her parents, they wouldn't have it. So we had to come up with a solution to arrange our frequent hookups. Originally we'd been using my sisters hangouts, she'd have them occasionally and invite Bree over as a friend; who would sneak away into my room at night to get railed.

But that wasn't frequent enough. Horny teens, we needed more. There was a park about halfway between us by foot, 30 minutes or so. It was dark, no street lights, with a few benches and tables. So we decided we'd, at the very least, meet there and scope out what it was like late at night.

Just before midnight we met at one of the benches. Bree was a larger girl, but that also meant she had a big ass and F cup tits. We sat and talked for a bit. I restrained myself from immediately jumping to making out and trying to pull her shirt off or pants down.

She sat beside me, nails dragging along my legs. I put my arm around her and brought her close. We stayed like that for a moment, and it was nice.

Her hand slid across my lap and found my cock, straining against the fabric of my jeans. I fought the urge to relax and let her do all the work, I needed to start feeling her. I turned my head, pushed her face to the side, and kissed her neck.

Slow kisses along her neck, sucking gently. Her hand squeezed harder and started to slide back and forth in small movements. I reached across and pressed my hands against her tits, and she moaned against me. We groped each other on the bench, sometime around midnight.

She made the first move, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down the zipper, I helped her shimmy them down enough so she could grab my cock. Her fingers were cold and it felt wonderful. She stroked me gently, precum wetting the head of my cock. I fished my hand under her shirt to feel her breasts, roughly pulling the bra down so I could touch and feel her.

Bree pulled her hand away suddenly. I stopped too, unsure of what was wrong. Then, from one of the footpaths, some late night walker playing Pokemon Go. We talked for a moment and I did my best to get him on his way. I don't know if he knew what we were doing, but the idea of him seeing us turned me on.

With the sudden disturbance gone, I stood up and in front of her. She leaned back against the picnic table, spreading her legs just enough so I could inch closer. I pushed my jeans down, letting my hard cock stand at attention before her. We said nothing.

She reached out, and stroked me. Slow motions, pushing and pulling. It was almost torture. Then she leaned forward, lips parting around the head of my cock. She sucked and worked her tongue around the tip. I felt her pulling me further into her mouth, her hands crept around my waist and grabbed my ass to pull me closer. Instantly I was pressing against the back of her throat, her tongue pushed against the underside of my cock. She held me there for a moment then broke to cough.

By now I was practically frothing to fuck her. I pulled back enough to let her stand. I told her to stand, and bend over the table. She slid past me, hand dragging over my cock and stood by the table. A near perfect height, she could lean forward and be laying down while still touching the floor.

She had sweat pants on. I yanked them down, and her panties. She kicked her feet and giggled. And when I pushed into her, she gasped, hands gripping the edges of the picnic table. I took hold of her waist and started to pound into her. Her ass jiggled and she gasped with each slam of my body against hers.

I held her there, moving between fast and slow fucking, desperate to keep my orgasm away. She moaned, tightened around my cock, and almost screamed when I started to pull her hair. It was enough to send me over the edge.

I fucked her as hard and fast as I could, my orgasm hit me, and I pushed against her body. I pumped her full of cum, thrusting a few extra times, then pulling out to take a seat. She laid there for a moment before re-clothing herself.

We'd sit for a bit and talk before going our seperate ways for the night. And we'd do this once a week at least. Meet, tease each other, I'd fuck her till I came inside her, and we'd go home to sleep. For well over a year.