Under a full October moon, two lovers walk hand in hand down a wooded path. To their left is a child’s playground, bright blues and reds, an inviting slide with an awning on top of it. To their right is a basketball court, a full press game in is in session, young men grunting and sweating chasing the after the ball.
They stop for a moment to watch the game and then notice hidden behind some bushes, a large log on top of boulders on either side. Slowly they move towards this secluded spot, hidden from view yet so close to plain site. They kiss slow at first then building momentum. Their hands are like the blind, their bodies the braille that each is eager to read.
More animal than human their lust and desire take over. He forcefully turns her around pressing her back to his erection, letting her feel his need and desire. He places her hands onto the log, and bends her forward, her stomach leaning against the rough wood. In one swift motion her skirt is up above her thighs, her soaked panties pushed roughly to the side. He thrusts his cock inside her allowing the motion of her hips to guide him deeper and further in. They move together as one, under the moonlight, amongst the stars, giving into their basic instincts their bodies conveying what words never could.
He grabs her hair and pulls her head back, whispering in her ear that she is his, he owns her, now and forever more. She tilts her head back to meet his lips, kissing him, tasting him, allowing herself to give up, give in.
She cums in a great shuddering wave, her knees weaken, her pulse quickens, her heart races. He follows soon after, releasing himself into her, his head falling onto the back of her neck, inhaling her scent, feeling her heartbeat with his hand on her breast.
Two lovers dress and continue down their path under the full October moon.