The Man in the Park – Young meets Old Erotic Seduction Story
21,500 words by Dante x
Contents
- Introduction
- Main Characters
- Chapter 1 Meeting in the Park
- Chapter 2 Invitation to his house
- Chapter 3 Monday after college
- Chapter 4 Dogging with Amy
- Chapter 5 I went to his house again
- Chapter 6 Amy wanted to try
- Chapter 7 Tringford Village by the Lake
- Chapter 8 The House in Ashridge Forest
- Chapter 9 Amy, Duan and the Boys
- Epilogue
Main Characters
- Kerry – That’s me, I’m telling the story
- Vic – Man in the park
- Tom – Vic’s dog the Golden Labrador
- Amy – Kerry’s friend
- Janet and John – House in the woods party hosts
- Dean and Peter – Gays who live with Duan
- Duan – Lady-boy living with Dean and Peter
Introduction
Kerry is a reserved eighteen year old college student that gets accosted in a park by a group of thugs, and is saved by Victor and his dog. They start up a friendship which soon becomes sexual and where he introduces her to all kinds of debauchery. So she can get out in the evenings to see Victor, she gets her friend Amy to cover for her, but Amy also wants to join in the fun. They all go out dogging and then get invited to a party at a swinger couples house in Ashridge Forest, England.
Lots of interesting action between girls, guys and even Duan a Transsexual at the swingers party who takes a fancy to Amy. Duan lives with Peter and Dean who are quite wealthy and live close by in Watford. And because Duan likes Amy who is having issues at home with her mums boyfriend, she moves in…
Story involves Dogging, Young and Old, Molly, Ecstasy, Sex Toys and Insertions, Group, Anal, Car Park soft play, Swingers party, MMF, FFM, MMMF, MM, FF and a Lady-boy with huge cock.
The Man in the Park – Young meets Old
Chapter 1
Meeting in the Park
I always saw him as I walked home from college during the evening’s through the park, walking his Golden Labrador dog or sitting on a bench, watching all the people. He must have been retired but looked quite fit and active for his age. We’d never spoken up until recently, but I always noticed him staring at me as I walked past. After a couple of weeks of his dog bounding up and me being friendly and patting it on the head, we now say hello whenever we see each other in the park.
Then something happened one evening when I was on my way home from college and walking through the park alone. It was just getting dark, and a group of twenty something guys were hanging around near the park toilets. The smell of ganja or marijuana was obvious as I walked past and they started whistling, and you know, shouting lewd stuff at me. I tried to ignore them, but one grabbed my arm and tried to pull me inside.
I was so scared because there was nobody around and there were four of them. Suddenly I saw the old man’s dog barking and running around, it must have scared them, as they let go and I managed to run away. The dog ran with me, as if it knew I was in danger, and then I saw the old man. He was sort of running towards us and out of breath, calling his dog asking me if I was OK?
He said he saw them grab me, but was too far away so sent Tom over, and that they’d been hanging around all afternoon, drinking beer and smoking ganja.
I had to sit down as I was physically shaking and sobbing, but he said it was all OK now, and that he’d walk me through the park to the main road. Luckily it wasn’t far, so I thanked him and said good night, then walked the last five minutes home.
The following evening, he was sitting in the park again, and this time we said hello and I sat next to him on the bench. He told me his name Victor, or Vic for short and asked me my name and why I always walked through the park every evening?
I told him it was Kerry, I was eighteen and a student at the college and planned to go into hotel management. Tom came bounding up and started sniffing around, and Vic said how much he liked me, so I patted him on the head and got up to leave. We said goodnight and as I walked away, I could sense him watching me as he couldn’t stop staring at my legs while we were talking.
The next evening I saw him again, and as we sat together talking, he started asking me more personal questions, like did I have a boyfriend? And did I live at home? About my parents? and then, If always wore short skirts to show off my sexy legs?
I told him, I’d never had a proper boyfriend as my mum was really protective, and my dad had moved out a few years before and was living with another woman. I didn’t answer about my skirt.
Then I asked him if he was married? But he said his wife had died ten years ago in a car accident and he was sorry to hear about my mother. I don’t know why, but I felt so at ease talking with him and asked, why he’d never re married? He went all quiet, and I thought I’d upset him, so touched his arm and said I was sorry to have asked such a stupid question.
He placed his hand on mine and told me, It wasn’t a stupid question, he was happy living alone and Tom kept him company. Then he said,
“Everything happens for a reason….And everything that happens, leads to something better.”
I had no idea what he meant, but remember feeling all weird when he touched me, it was like he wanted to hold my hand and was squeezing it gently, making me feel all warm and at ease. I didn’t pull away, we just sat there looking around the empty park.
“I can’t believe you don’t have a boyfriend… you’re such a beautiful young girl,” he said smiling and looking into my eyes.
“Well, it’s not that I don’t want one, I’m… well… to be honest… I’m too shy and inexperienced I suppose.”
He went all silent again but was still caressing my hand.
“So do you live near here…?” I said to break the silence.
“Yes, just a couple of streets away. Sorry, I find you so much like my wife when we were in our teens. You could easily be her younger sister… and she used to wear short skirts like you too.”
“So you like my legs then…?” I giggled.
“Of course Kerry… And if I was about thirty years younger I’d love to teach you a few things.”
He squeezed my hand again then let go.
“Really… That’s a bit naughty…! I exclaimed.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to offend you.. It’s just that I find you so lovely and… well if you don’t mind… maybe we could talk again…?”
“Yes I’d like that, and maybe you can give me some advice of how to get a boyfriend…?
“Of course… and by the way… Do you ever go clubbing with your friends…?”
“Yes but only a couple of times… Why…?” I replied.
“Well, I know this is a bit forward, but was wondering if you fancy trying some molly with me… My wife and I used to use it when we went to the swinger and fetish clubs together, or when we went for walks and drives in the countryside.”
“Oh My God… Really…! I don’t know… I’ve never done anything like that before…!”
“Well, have a think about it Kerry, and let me know if you want to try… It’s a great stimulus for people who are shy and I particularly enjoy it when I go out for a walk in the evenings.”
“Really…! So have you had some tonight then…?”
“Yes I have actually… makes me feel nice and calm and at one with nature.”
“But you don’t look high or anything…! I thought people who took stuff like that were off their head and tripping or something.”
“Not at all… It’s a wonderful feeling, great for walking in the park, dancing, and of course playing in the clubs.”
I didn’t know what else to say, but he kept staring at my legs and I was feeling all warm and fuzzy in my tummy.
“It was really nice to chat with you again, but I really have to get home now, mum will be asking where I’ve been…!”
“No problem Kerry, I understand.”
The Man in the Park – Young meets Old