A Trip to The Park

Shrugging my shoulders, I pondered, "Maybe it's an off night for some of 'em, but still you're really cute. Your voice could be worked on a wee bit, but you're still relatively convincing."

He began to blush, at which point I grasped his hand gently, leading back down the stairs to a relatively quiet spot. I could see the confused look on his face as he knew that I had something in mind, but he didn't know that I had something extra under my dress for him to play with.

In the corner booth, I slid in next to him as he awkwardly slid over next to the wall. I had him trapped, but I somehow suspected that he didn't want to go anywhere. No, he was going to be mine for the night. I could see that he was very nervous, and I tried to calm him down with a little small talk. He confessed to being bisexual, which was quite alright by me. I also found out that he went to the same college as I did. At that point, I knew that he had nowhere to run.

I inched myself closer to him, and could tell how nervous he was. He stuttered, "I think I gotta go to the bathroom."

"Nonsense. You're just nervous 'cause you know I wanna kiss ya, cuddle ya, and take you home with me," I retorted, putting my hand on his smooth face. I could see him blush in the dim light as he tried to draw away, but I knew he secretly wanted to be kissed. After all, why would he dress in such an outfit as he did if he weren't looking for action?

I pressed my lips against his, although his lips were still sealed. I slid my tongue piercing between his lips and gently pried them open, sliding my tongue between them, and was delighted to find that his tongue was pierced just like mine. Before long, his hand reached up for my cheek and he began to relax as we continued to kiss. My hand slid off his cheek and down his neck to his shoulder, then to his chest, which had been padded rather well to resemble a respectable female bust. With our hands gradually sliding downwards, I began getting harder as I wondered just how far he'd go.