I decided to do an experiment to see if the blogger I followed was right or full of shit.
I had read in one of my favorite blogs that 15% of all women under the age of 50 who wear dresses or skirts do not wear panties, and if you ask, 20% of that 15% will show you, if no-one is around. I decided to do my own research.
My name is Rick. I am a nineteen-year-old white male. I’m 6’1” and weigh 180#. I am a running back on my school team, so I am in good shape. I have never had problems getting dates. Some of them have ended up in bed.
I went to Riverbend Park on a weekday afternoon when it would not be crowded. The park is along the river. You might have guessed that. It is about 100 acres with numerous trails along the river and thru the wooded areas. I was here to see if my blogger knew what he was talking about.
I sat on a bench in one of the wooded areas that does not get a lot of traffic. Most people like the trails along the river. I sat there for about twenty minutes and saw two guys jog by. Finally a woman came along. She was wearing a short skirt and a halter top. The temp was 80. I stood up and stepped in front of her so she would stop. “Hi, are you wearing panties?” I guess I was standing too close, because I got a hard slap on my face and she ran down the trail. I went home. That was not a good start to my experiment.
I went back each of the next couple of days. I stopped three more women. I made sure to stay out of reach. One cussed me out, and two just hurried down the trail. The next one down the trail was a tall blond, probably in her early thirties. She had on a pleated skirt that came to her mid thighs and a thin shirt that clung to her ample breasts. They bounced as she jogged. As she approached, I stood up. “Can I ask you a question?” She stopped. I stood about four feet from her. “Are you wearing panties?” She didn’t say anything, but she smiled and shook her head no. “Can I see?” She looked up and down the trail, then quickly raised and lowered the front of her skirt. I got a quick look at her cleanly shaved pussy. Her outer lips were tightly closed like a clam shell. “Can I have a better look?” Again she looked up and down the trail. Then she sat on the bench, pulled her skirt up and spread her legs. Her outer lips parted in front of my eyes.
I got daring. “Can I lick it?” Again she looked to see if it was safe. Then she spread her legs even wider. I got on my knees and pushed my face between her legs. She smelled a little sweaty from jogging, but I didn’t care. My tongue pushed between her pussy lips and found her fuck hole and clit. She moaned. I love eating pussy, almost as much as I love having my cock sucked. She put her hand on my head and pulled me tighter to her.
I was just getting started when she pushed me away, closed her legs and pulled her skirt down. Then I saw that there was someone coming. They were still far down the path, but they were headed our way. I sat on the bench next to her. After the people passed, she finally spoke. “Do you have a car?” I told her that I had ridden my bike to the park. “Let’s go to my car.”
We walked to the parking lot and up to her car. It was an SUV. She said, “Wait just a minute.” Then she opened one of the back doors, folded the back seats down and got in. I got in behind her. She leaned up against the side and pulled her skirt up, again exposing her bare cunt to me. She spread her legs wide and pulled her knees up. “Now, where were we?” I took the hint and pushed my face between her legs again. She moaned as I licked between her lips and rubbed my tongue over her clit. After only a couple minutes, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me tighter to her cunt. My nose was pressed against her and I was having trouble breathing. Then she screamed out, “Oh fuck yes. Oh fuck yes. I’m coming. Bite my clit you little fucker. Bite it.” I bit down, but was careful not to do it hard enough to injure her. I felt he body shake and her cunt spasm. Her girl cum squirted out of her cunt, filled my mouth and covered my face. For a minute she just stayed there, gasping for breath. I did, too. She had almost suffocated me.
“Get your clothes off and lay on your back.” The SUV was big enough so that there was plenty of room to stretch out. My hard cock pointed straight up. I thought she was going to mount me and ride me cowgirl style, but she had other ideas. She got on top of me and took my cock in her mouth. She put her legs on either side of me and lowered her soaking wet cunt onto my face. We were in the 69 position with her on top. “Stick your tongue out.” She started twerking on my face, rubbing her clit back and forth against my extended tongue. At the same time, she swallowed my cock till my nose was pressed against her mound. Her pubic hair tickled me. She was deepthroating me. I had never been with anyone that could deepthroat. It felt wonderful, and I came in her throat in under two minutes. She did not let me up till I had made her come again. I sat up and she gave me a tissue to wipe my face.
As I was dressing, I asked her for her phone number, so we could get together again. Her reply was, “Sorry Honey, once is all that you get. I have to head home now. It’s time to make supper for my husband.” I never saw her again. After several more unsuccessful tries, I calculated the numbers and it looked like the blogger was right on the money.