SMS 4: A Walk In The Park

The other couple noticed us approaching. At first glance I don't think they realized I was nude, but a few moments later the woman stared at us with her hand over her mouth for a long moment. Then she said something to her partner who looked up again. She seemed to be trying to hide her laughter, pasting an incredulous smile on her pretty face instead. Kerry pulled me onwards, squeezing my bum but not saying anything. She was watching the couple coming towards us. I could tell she was smiling at them too.

They made no effort to hide the fact that they were watching us, the woman more so that the man. Now that I could see them, I judged the woman to be in her mid to late twenties, and the gentleman maybe ten years her senior. They were a couple obviously in love, and apparently un-phased by my nudity. She was talking quietly, with great animation and excitement, and he was returning measured comments to which she giggled.

"Evening. Nice night for a stroll?" The woman called, laughing at her own joke.

"Very warm." Replied Kerry, and both women burst out laughing.

We looked back once we'd passed, catching them looking back at us. I kept walking but Kerry continued to glance back every now and then. "She's still looking." She kept saying. "Her husband's getting a bit pissed off with her. She keeps stopping."

I didn't see their dog. I must have been mistaken.

Kerry rubbed my bottom affectionately. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She said, stopping in front of me and taking hold of my penis.

"No." I conceded. "Do you like getting me caught?"

"Well, isn't that all part of the fun?" she grinned.

Now that the humiliation had passed and we were alone again, I began to stiffen in Kerry's hand and she toyed with me as we kissed. "How is it fun?" I asked. I did find it fun; I just needed to question Kerry's motives. I still don't understand what she gets out of it.

"I just like seeing how people react. And its fun watching you panic."

We had reached the second bridge. From here the path swept up the hill and back to the gate through which I'd entered. You could also follow a series of tracks through the bushes on this side of the river to a concrete skateboard arena, or cross the bridge and follow the path on the other bank through more cultivated grounds, to a swing park and finally a housing estate.

Kerry led me by my cock onto the bridge, where we began to kiss more passionately. Kerry was tugging me furiously as we kissed and groped at my buttocks with her other hand. In all the to-ing and fro-ing I found myself pressed against the railings with Kerry up against my back. My cock was poking through, and Kerry was reaching around and jerking me off with one hand while she played with my nipples with the other. She had gotten herself into a steady rhythm and I could feel my climax building. I let her for a few minutes then pushed away before it was too late, turning to resume our kissing and pressing my crotch hard against her coat. I had almost let myself cum.

Kerry gets very aroused when I'm seen by others and likes it when I'm scared or embarrassed. I think it’s a power trip for her. She realized early on that if she gets me aroused she can then strip me in places I wouldn't normally dare, and then if she keeps me aroused she has a certain level of control over the situation. Let’s just say I'm more susceptible to suggestion. But, and this is the big 'but', she also knows that once I've cum, I lose my boldness and my fear and anxiety return big time. I try very hard not to go there.

Kerry laughed at me, impressed that I'd resisted her, and led me off the bridge and back onto the path. We walked slowly with Kerry holding my willy instead of my hand. It often takes a long time for my erections to subside, and Kerry has always found this amusing. We followed the slow curve of the path up the side of the hill, taking our time and watching our step in the darkness. Kerry and I went back to walking arm in arm once I was soft, and she continued to tell me about the Andersons.

When we reached the gate out onto the main road, I paused long enough for Kerry to wonder why I'd stopped. It would appear that she too had forgotten I was naked.

"This is the difficult bit," I told her. "The car's parked up there around the corner."

She went to the gate and looked out and then came back. "It's okay if there isn't any traffic. There are some girls in the bus stop though."

I snuck forward to see for myself. The traffic had abated a fair bit with only the odd car passing, but I'm always aware that the odd car could be a Police car and I wouldn't have time to react. Of more immediate concern were the three girls sitting in the bus stop. It was the same three that had been sitting further down the hill, but there was no sign of their suitors.

"So what do I do now?" I asked. "Do I just run for it?"

"Could we walk together again? I'll walk faster, I promise." Kerry suggested, "And you could still run if you get scared."

"I suppose." I wasn't at all sure, and I wasn't going anywhere until I was.

Kerry gave me a gentle hug. "If you're gonna go past those girls, you're better walking past with me, than running past on your own." said Kerry, "They'll feel a lot safer if I'm with you. They'll probably just laugh it off."

"I suppose." Kerry was probably right. There were big gaps in the traffic, hardly any now at all, so the girls were the only one's who'd really see me. "You’ll need to walk on the road side though, in case a car comes."

"Okay."

I gathered my nerves and together we strolled out onto the pavement, arm in arm. Just moments later one of the girls screamed and then they all burst out laughing. They were laughing hysterically and Kerry had joined in by the time we reached them, where we had to pass single file. One of the girls gave a short wolf whistle as I passed, and followed up with, "Nice ass!" This sent her friends into a fresh bout of giggles and brought a smile to my face.

"You liked that." accused Kerry once we'd rounded the corner and disappeared back into relative darkness. "You got a kick out of that. Don't deny it."

"Okay. It was kind of nice." My stomach was still knotted and I was feeling incredibly randy. If Kerry had started to kiss me I would probably have been moments away from erection and orgasm.

Kerry was thinking the same thing. "I think you should cum now. You must have sore balls. You've been storing it up for hours."

I didn't know what to say to that. I just stood there looking at her, trying to figure out whether I was meant to do something, or she was. "I'm sure you can do it yourself." She said, getting in to her side of the car. We've played this game before. She sits and watches me jack off and doesn't let me in until I cum.

I looked around, taking hold of my cock. Everything was dark and quiet and I was pretty well hidden. I established a slow and steady rhythm until I was completely hard, and then rubbed my cock against Kerry's window for her to see. When I pulled away she was ginning at me. Picking up speed, I started playing with my nipples with my spare hand, and as Kerry's stare flickered between my face and my cock, I pumped my fist furiously. It felt like I was taking ages, but I probably lasted only a few minutes, finally shooting my load in three long spurts over her window.

That felt like a wonderful finish to an exciting adventure, and what's more, Kerry seemed pleased with me. I stood dribbling, waiting for Kerry to unlock the car doors. Now she'd have plenty to tell her friends at the weekend.