Guest Writer Megan: A new man at the park

A New Man at the Park

By: Megan

Dana's Disclaimer: Hey all my horny readers! I've been a bit lax in the writing department, so for the moment I'm gonna give the writing credits to my friend and alter ego Megan. Be nice to her she's a great woman.

Just to lay down the basics Megan is a BBW, so if you got a problem with that, then don't read and loosen up a little. Meg's got the whole German, Scottish, and Irish heritage going on. So, sit back, relax, get naked and enjoy Megan's story of her latest conquest.

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So, it was my 30^th birthday party. My friend Tiffany and I had decided to have a joint birthday party. My birthday was on the 18^th and hers was the 20^th so having a party on the 19^th just made sense. Not to mention the fact that our fav local band, Down For Five, was playing it hard and heavy at the bar on the 19^th .

The party was crazy, there wasn't as many people there as we'd hoped, unfortunately there' s a lot of haters in this world that want to still act as if we are all still in high school. If you don't fit into a specific group the for some reason you just don't belong. Tiffany and her husband Mitch had come to pick me up that way I could get thoroughly fucked up and not worry about driving home.

For the party I bought a special outfit from Lane Bryant. It was a blue graphic tee shirt, that showed a bit of cleavage. A fitted jean skirt, that looked good on me, or at least that's what Tiffany said. I also had a pair of combat boots, because I roll hard, ha ha.

We were at out table with some friends Laura and Liv came out to see us. We had purchased like 24 cupcakes for the party and all took turns molesting the cupcakes for the camera. It was a blast. I can't specifically remember how many beers I had that night. I do remember drinking something called a Jäger bomb. There was also something neon green in a mug and some jell-o shots.

There was a guy with all sorts of piercings in his face. He was cute, though he wasn't going to come on too strong, because he thought I was with a male friend of mine, Connor. Tiffany kept telling the pierced dude that I had nothing going on with Connor. He has about 5 piercings in his tongue and he could wiggle that thing like it was powered by energizer. I should've gotten his number, but I didn't. * sigh *

At one point during the night Connor started to talk his friend Derek up as if he were selling him on the auctioning block. To tell you the truth I didn't pay much attention, I was rather drunk. Though I do remember Connor telling me that him and Derek get mistaken for each other all the time, but that Derek is one guy Connor doesn't mind getting mistaken for.

The night didn't really begin to get interesting until after the bar had closed. My friends promised to be my DD, and they agreed to go up to this park after we left the bar. The park wasn't far from the bar, and apparently a lot of the bar goers meet up at this certain park.

I've only seen this park at night. It's rather dark with no street lights. It's best to go on a full moon. There are some benches out there and some big ass trees. Don't go out there after a hard rain, you might get your foot stuck, I speak from experience.

So, Tiffany, Mitch and I wander up to the park. From every angle of the park you hear, “who goes there” as if it's some medieval fantasy park. We found out that occasionally people play vampire the masquerade up there or dungeons and dragons, so it is some sort of medieval park. As we get there I recognize the shape of Connor, then I see Derek.

“You're the doppelgänger I told him.”

He said that he was. I don't exactly remember how it got up to this point, but somehow there was Tiffany persuading me and Connor persuading Derek to kiss and we did. Then suddenly Derek didn't leave my side at all. He was by me the whole time, trying to get more action.

I believe (I was very drunk) that someone persuaded us to kiss again, which ended up in a make out fest. We were standing out the middle of the park kissing. It was surreal.

Finally Tiffany coxed us into the benches. She was chatting up some other people and taking blinding black mail photos with her camera. She noticed that Derek's hand was on my boob and I informed her that it didn't matter because I couldn't feel anything due to the use of padding in my bra. This is of course the time in which Derek's hand went down my top and found my boob.

Tiffany wasn't leaving my side because she's a good friend and she didn't want my drunk ass to be taking advantage of, though by that time I was starting to sober up a little. I told her it was okay and Derek and I wanted some alone time.

Once Tiffany got up to go mingling that's when the make out session really began. I think if I would've let him, Derek would've brought my boob out in the open, though he did manage to stick his head under my shirt.

The thing that got me about Derek is that being a bigger woman I honestly think he enjoyed my rolls rather than avoided them, I mean that's something to say for a man don't ya think. He just seemed to enjoy touching me all over.

I confessed to him that I really needed to pee badly, the liquor was getting to me and I needed to go. He walked me out to some trees, helped me pull up my skirt and pull down my underwear, and helped me squat. At first I didn't think I'd be able to make a tinkle, but finally the flow came, big time. It was such a relief. Luckily someone was at least smart enough to bring a roll of TP out to the park. Gotta be able to wipe!

After I cleaned myself up, I started to pull up my underwear, but he stopped me. Derek started kissing me and pressed me into the tree truck. Soon his fingers were at my pussy diving between my lips. He felt how wet I was and moaned. He began rubbing my clit hard. I had to tell him to be a little softer, I'm very sensitive.

He began to rub in soft circular motions. I could feel my orgasm building. I bit his ear and whispered.

“I wanna fuck your finger.”

He obliged by sticking his finger deep inside of me. I moved my hips back and forth and felt his long finger slide in and out of me. I moaned and bit his neck and a small orgasm flushed through me.

He pulled his finger out and began rubbing my clit again.

“This is probably a good time to warn you, that I can ejaculate.” I told him.

“Sweet!” he said.

“Wait, I'm gonna cream all over my underwear”

We looked at the underwear that was still around my thighs. Derek pulled out a pocket knife and squatted down. He ran the point of the blade up my leg. It was a little scary, but exciting none the less. He took the blade and cut my panties off of me.

Then he kissed my leg where he'd ran the blade. Kissed all the way up to my pussy. He lifted one leg and threw it over his shoulder. Derek pushed apart my folds and went to town with his tongue.

It's funny in past relationships I've been told that my clit was too small to find, but Derek had no troubles. He found it immediately and began to lick me to ecstasy. He held his tongue out rigid and let me move my hips back and forth over it. Then he tongue fucked me, which brought on the orgasmic waves.

I shook and pulled at his thick dark hair. I pushed him further into my pussy. He licked me harder, I shook and my juices shot out, I could feel them running down my legs. He kept licking as I kept exploding over and over again.

Finally he came up for air. I'm sure everyone at the park could hear us moaning and groaning, but no one was bothering us for the moment.

“I want you inside me.” I told him.

I helped him with his pants and I took his hard cock out and stroked it a few times with my hands. I squatted to the ground and pulled his nice hard cock into my mouth. I sucked him hard and ran my tongue over his head. He brought his hand under my chin and a lifted my head up. Then he grabbed my hand and helped me back up.

I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. That's when he picked me up. I was shocked, because I'm a big girl so I don't get picked up often. I wrapped my legs around him. He pressed me into the tree truck and I knew I'd have some scrapes on my backside, but I didn't care.

Before I knew it he was inside me and we were fucking against the tree. Hard fucking. I clutched tightly with my arms and with my thighs.

I bit into his neck repeatedly which seemed to spur him on to fuck me harder and faster. I could feel the tree bark digging into my backside, but all I could think about was my body erupting around his hard cock.

I loved the feeling of him pulling out then slamming back into me, I moaned and screamed as an orgasm ripped through me. That I knew the whole park had to have heard.

Finally he announced he was cumming. He slammed into me as deep as he could go. We both convulsed as we came together. He held me up for awhile longer while regretted pulling out. He pulled out and I slid down his body, like a fireman's pole.

We both could barely stand, but I helped him correct his clothing and he helped me correct mine, minus the cut off underwear. I think he picked up the underwear and put them in his pocket.

We walked back over the the park benches and were met by a few people who told us we gave a good performance.

“Feel better?” ask Tiffany.

“Much.” I said.

Tiffany and Mitch drove me home after Derek and I were able to exchange numbers.

Note from Megan: I hope Dana's readers don't mind my interruption on her blog. As life gets busier for her I might make a few more submissions, just to keep y'all interested. I'm thinking of writing a fantasy story about what I wish would've happened with the dude with all those piercings in his tongue. Damn, I so should've gotten his number!

Almost 40 Year Old Virgin

I know you all wanted to hear about my exploits with the masseuse, and we did have a little fun with the massage oil, but I don't want to blog about that right now.

Instead I want to tell you about a trip I just got back from. I flew to Georgia to meet a man I've known for years.

I met this man through the internet study program at the community college a few years ago. This program lets you have study buddies from people all over the country. My study buddy happened to be a man named Shane from Georgia. We were both taking business classes of one form or another.

Shane and I hit it off instantly, through the internet connection, though the school was real strict about 'chatting'. We were to only talk about our classroom subjects, the study buddy program wasn't met for people to 'hook up' or anything so we were monitored with a keystroke program.

Also, in the rules of the study buddy program we were not to exchange information. We knew names and location, but we could not exchange pictures, addresses physical or email.

We had to come up with a creative way to exchange information. We began working on a business website. We put the website up on a server that each of us could access. We figured out ways to place information within the code of the website in such a way that it wouldn't trigger the attention of those that monitored us.

We were able to exchange names and emails and soon we began chatting at home as well as in school. Our chats became more personal rather than business oriented.

Just to clarify this isn't a story of people who fall in love over a computer monitor and wait for eons to meet for the first time which just happens to be two weeks before they decide to walk down the aisle. Those of you who read my blog, know that just wouldn't be my style.

Instead this blog is a story of a woman who meets a man in need of something and she goes and helps him out.

We shared many things and soon, Shane and I exchanged photos, he was a bit more apprehensive about it than me. When Shane saw my picture for the first time he gushed. He told me how beautiful I was over and over again.

Quite frankly it made me a bit embarrassed.

I got to see Shane's picture. He was a big man, though about my height or a little shorter. He wasn't an ugly man by any means. Even though he wasn't a Tom Cruise sort, he was a very attractive man.

I told him he should be fighting off the women with a stick.

Shane understood that I wasn't the sort to just fall in love over a computer monitor and due to the economy and everything we both had money troubles which would prevent us from meeting.

We agreed to be Internet friends. Shane is my confidant. Whenever I have a new romantic interest I run and tell him. If my heart gets broke (it does happen from time to time) I 'virtually' cry on his shoulder.

I think he lives vicariously through my stories, sometimes.

About a month ago we were having a conversation on the computer. It was about sex. I was mentioning how young I was when I lost my virginity and I was mentioning some bad sexual experiences along the way.

I talked about a man who kept biting my nipples even though I'd told him over and over again that my nipples were sensitive. I think the dude had been a sadist, but had forgotten to mention it to me.

Sorry, I'm not into pain, if I was to get into a relationship such as that, I'd be the one inflicting pain.

I asked Shane if he was a biter and if he'd keep biting a woman if she told him he was sensitive. He told me that he'd do whatever she wanted, but he really didn't know what he'd do because he'd never had sex.

I honestly thought I'd read the screen wrong. He said that it wasn't a typo.

I told him I was calling him.

“Hello, Dana.”

“You've never had sex?”

“Nope”

“You're almost 40.”

“Yeah, I'm like the 40 year old virgin with a lot less hair.”

“That's not funny.”

“I thought it was.”

“How have you not had sex?”

“Easy I just haven't.”

“No, girlfriends or boyfriends along the way or what?”

“Hold on, I'm not gay I know that much. You can leave the boyfriends out of the mix, but no I have not had a girlfriend, ever.”

“How do you do that?”

“I'm socially inept. You know that. I'm awkward and I don't trust people.”

“Well, you don't gotta trust people to have them fuck your brains out.”

“People have screwed me over before.”

“I've been screwed five ways to Sunday, but at least I've really been screwed.”

“Yeah, you've been screwed a lot.”

“Don't go there Shane!”

“Okay, sorry.”

“What are you afraid of? There are people these days that are total strangers and they fuck. You could pick up a woman at the bar (any woman) and take her home and fuck her.”

“I couldn't pick up a total stranger.”

“Am I a total stranger?”

“No.”

“Could you fuck me?”

“Don't joke.”

“I'm being serious. If I was there could you fuck me if I started it?”

“I guess.”

“Promise me something.”

“What?”

“Promise me you won't fall in love with me.”

“I can't.”

“Yes, you can. Just say, Dana I promise I won't fall in love with you.”

“Okay. Dana, I promise I won't fall in love with you.”

“Good. Now I'm on the computer checking out priceline. I can get a round trip plane ticket for $500. I got at least $300 saved up. I was going to use it to go to a family reunion with a distant family members I couldn't give two shits about. If you can cover the other $200 for me then I can fly down there and de-virginize you.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Why?”

“Okay, I've got a soft spot for the lonely hearts club. I've been with a lot of men who started out in the lonely hearts club. Either they were super shy, or they just were lucking out with women for the longest time. When I guy gives me that story of how it's been years since he's been with a woman I get all wet between my legs. I'm fucked up I know. The only problem with the lonely hearts club is that they fall for me hard and fast. I'm not ready to be anyones wife and if they lay the commitment down too hard and start controlling my ass I'm gone. If you can keep from falling for me, then I can help you.”

“I don't know about this.”

“Do you like being a virgin?”

“No”

“Do you want to not be a virgin anymore?”

“Yes”

“Then let me teach you, please.”

“Okay. I guess.”

We exchanged bank information and he wired the $200 to my bank. We waited about a month for summer vacation from school and also vacation time with work.

Shane met me at the airport. He looked pretty much as I'd expected, but it's always a bit weird to see a person in the flesh. Shane was all nervous when he saw me in the flesh.

I'd known him so long I almost could figure out what he was thinking. He was nervous about meeting me, but at the same time he was excited about everyone in the airport seeing him pick up a beautiful woman (just to clarify, I don't find myself that beautiful, but I'm going by what Shane thinks and he says I'm beautiful).

I decided to give Shane another thrill. I ran up to him as if I was running up to my lover. I wrapped my arms around his neck, for a moment he just stood there stunned, but the he grabbed my waist.

“Ah, honey. It's so good to see you.” I said real loud.

I put my fingers through his hair then I pulled him to my face and kissed him. I pressed my lips to his and went diving for his tongue. I found his tongue and sucked it out of his mouth. To end the kiss I softly bit his lip.

<---To be continued--->