Walking BJ

Takes place immediately after Walking BJ: The Unexpected Surprise

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"Greg, we need to talk."

Why did I feel this was about to end or get complicated?

We released each other from our hug and took one another in for a moment before I gestured for us to walk back towards the park. We crossed the bridge and found a bench in the dog run so we could let BJ roam around as we spoke.

I started with, "Those are never fun words to hear."

She chuckled, "Yeah, I guess you're right, but I'm hopeful they are good for us."

The meter just went to complicated with her referring to an us.

She continued, "I've left my husband."

There it is.

"Miguel?"

"Yes, Miguel. I forgot you'd know his name now from that night."

"Speaking of that night, I'm sorry I left you knowing you were upset."

"No. No, Greg. It was right for you to do so. I had to sort things out for myself and that was the night I decided I needed a change. After trying to put up the facade of not wanting to mess up my situation, I came to the realization I couldn't do it anymore. The distinct difference in how each of you treated me that night made me realize I deserved better. I deserved someone like you."

We had been sitting facing each other, but with those last words she scooted towards me. I instinctively took her in my arms, but also mentally took in my surroundings to make sure we weren't broadcasting what was going on between us. The sun had gone down so I felt it was dark enough that we shouldn't be made out from a distance, and there was no one else currently in the park. I felt bad for worrying about this, but I still had my situation I was trying to protect.

We separated and she continued, "That next morning I went to stay with Nik. We obviously spoke and both felt it was time to move on. I also had a chance to talk to Selina and she understood, and agreed."

"Does Selina know about me?"

"Not explicitly, but it was alluded to that there was somebody treating me right. Anyway, I told you before that Miguel didn't believe in divorce, so I had to figure that part out. Luckily, I've always been close with my mother-in-law. She took me in after I became pregnant with Selina and has always treated me like her own daughter. She's the matriarch of the family and Miguel is a bit of a momma's boy so she has influence over him. I shared with her how unhappy I was and how Miguel's treated me. Though conflicted, she agreed to convince him to let me go."

"Wow," was all I managed to get out.

"Yeah, so I continued to stay with Nik while we sorted out the living arrangements, but I now have the house and he's out. I'll probably have to get a job now to pay for the divorce and to live, but I now have a freedom I've never felt before."

"That's great Jules."

"I know, and now we don't have to hide in the park anymore. We can properly meet up at my place."

"That will be nice, but I have to ask... Does rule one still apply?"

"Why do you ask Greg? Have you fallen in love with me?"

I chuckled. "No, Not yet." I said as I playfully winked. "You've just been talking about an us and deserving a guy like me, and you're no longer attached..."

"Don't worry Greg. I still stand by my rules. Let me put it this way. There obviously is an us if we continue with this, and wouldn't you agree I deserve a guy like you that doesn't have to be you?"

I thought for a moment and realized her point. I had made this about me.

She continued, "Look. I'm not looking for a new relationship beyond what you and I currently have. This still satisfies our mutual needs and is fun. If I eventually find someone I will end this from my end just like you can at anytime."

"Yeah. You're right. Sor..."

She stopped me by putting her finger to my mouth. She sternly looked at me and said, "Rule six Greg."

We both smiled and I started to laugh. This was fun and I guess I still needed to decide if I was fully in or out. This wasn't going to be enjoyable if I kept letting my hesitation get in the way. Carol was having her fun, so why can't I? I briefly thought about telling her about Carol, but then that would bring up Cindy and I decided not to. Right now was about Jules and her newfound freedom.

I noticed Jules looking around before speaking again. "Greg. If you were back in high school here with your girlfriend right now, what would you be doing? I never got to experience the dating life during that time. Miguel knocked me up at 16 and I was practically married and raising a child during those years."

I thought back to the different girlfriends I'd had and the similar situations. I didn't have sex until after high school, but I had done my fair share of everything else over those years.

"Um, you and I have already done some of the usual activities, but if I were on this bench with one of my old girlfriends we'd probably be making out and have our hands down each other's pants."

"Yeah? Well let's have one more go in the park and do that."

I smiled at the thought and took another look around checking the area. It had gotten darker and BJ was content with his roaming, so I figured why not?

"Okay, come here."

Jules scooted back in towards me and our lips met. After a few pecks to get our bearings with each other again, our mouths parted and tongues started their dance. My hand went to her shoulder and trailed down her arm. It then went to her stomach and up to her breast. Similar to one of our prior meetings, she was wearing a light cardigan over a tank top. This time though, she was wearing a bra.

My hand went up her tank top and I found her bra had a clasp in the front, which I unhooked one handed. The cups separated releasing her tits and I took one firmly in my hand.

As we kissed, Jules smiled and said, "You've got some skills Greg. This one always stumped Miguel. Let me show you what I can do one handed."

Her hand went to my crotch and she rubbed her palm across my hardening dick before going to the belt and quickly opening it. With her fingers, she undid the button to my jeans and pulled on them to undo the zipper. Jules then reached down my briefs to get a firm hold of me. I gave a subtle moan at how good it felt.

As she stroked me, I continued to play with her tits while we kissed. It was like the old days with a hand down my pants in close quarters trying to be inconspicuous like no one knew what was going on. I thought back embarrassingly to some of the places and times I fingered a girl or got jacked off thinking we were hiding it so well, but it had to be obvious to anyone who'd done it before. Ah, to be so naive...

Speaking of fingering, I figured it was time to get a feel of Jules' pussy and return the favor for her current efforts with my dick. My hand found its way down from her breasts to between her legs, which she parted for better access. She was wearing thin leggings which allowed me to feel her swollen lips through the material. I could tell she had panties underneath.

My fingers pressed their way between her lips and I could feel the warmth of her moist hole waiting for me. My hand went up to her waistband and I found my way down between the leggings and panties. Her panties were made of a thin cotton so I could feel the detail of her pubic hair and her wetness seeping through.

In order to maneuver a little more easily, I had Jules turn away from me so I could better access her slit. This caused her to release my cock, which now partially poked out the top of my briefs. In this new position with her back against my chest, I was able to easily work her pussy while my other hand was able to reach around and grab her breast.

She turned her head toward my ear and whispered, "You really shouldn't be touching me like this. My dad will be furious If he finds out."

"What?" I whispered back.

"Go with it Greg. I'm your very prim and proper girlfriend in high school. No boy has ever touched me like this before."

Getting the idea, I responded with sliding her panties to the side and dipping my finger into her wet opening. She gave a little gasp and I took my hand out to bring my wet finger to her mouth.

"Then I guess you've never tasted yourself off of someone else's fingers then?"

She took my finger in her mouth and sucked her juices off of it.

"No, not off of a boy's, but I have sucked on my own. I finger myself regularly thinking about you. I'd imagine it was your fingers in me."

I then slipped my hand back into her pants and under her panties. I reached down as far as I could and sunk two fingers into her.

"Like this?"

Her head arched and she nestled her face into my neck while responding. "Oooh, yesss. Just like that. Please pleasure me Greg. Finger this virgin pussy."

And I did just that. I finger fucked her for a minute before taking them out to part her pussy lips and find her clit. I quickly found the nub and started to circle it.

"Mmmm. You're close Greg. Let me show you my spot."

Her hand went down to mine and she positioned my middle finger right above her clit.

"Right there. That's the spot to get me off."

I started to rub in in the smallest circle barely touching the top of her clit and primarily working on the hood.

"Yeah, you got it."

I continued for the next couple minutes, but would intermittently reach my finger down to her opening and bring some of the wetness back to lube my circle of influence. She moaned in pleasure and reached one arm back to grab the back of my neck while my other hand continued to massage her tit on the other side. I tried to work my fingers on her pussy and nipple in unison.

"Nnmm, fuck Greg. Now I know why the other girls at school call your fingers magical. I'm so close."

I had to remember we were currently roleplaying. I guess I'm quite the player in this scenario. At this point, I started to apply a little more pressure to my technique and that did the trick. Her free hand went to the top of mine on her breast and pressed it in as her legs started to quiver and she bucked into my "magical" fingers.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck." she squealed probably a little too loudly for our situation, but I kept my hands going to give her the most out of this orgasm before she gently patted me to indicate I could stop. Her head leaned back and she panted into my neck.

We sat for a moment while she caught her breath. Jules then turned around on the bench to face me. Our legs straddled the bench and were spread. She reached to my crotch and pulled my cock out.

"My dad would kill me if he knew I was holding your dick right now, but it would be worth it. It feels so good in my hands. So warm and hard. I don't think there's any way this could fit in my tight pussy. The girls said it was big, but I had no frame of reference never seeing one myself before."

During this time she had been stoking me, alternating between hands. Jules scooted back a bit so she could bend over to where I could feel her breath on the head of my cock just in front of her face. I leaned back instinctively to allow her to suck it, if she wanted.

"I've also heard how good it tasted in their mouths, but I'm just not ready for that."

She sat back up and winked at me with a sly smile on her face as she started to stroke me faster. Jules then took one of her hands and reached down her pants. When it came out, I could see it glistening with her wetness. She brought it to her mouth and spat into it.

"I heard this makes for a good lube."

With the combination of her juices and wad of spit, Jules brought the hand down to my dick and she was right. The moistness felt great and I could pick up on the scent of her pussy. I remained leaned back with my hands on the bench behind me to give her the proper access to work me with her hands. I looked around the park just to double check there was no one around that I could see in the dark as I was now quite exposed.

"You're quite good at this for it being your first time." I said to do my part in the role play. "Even better than some of those other girls."

"You really think so?"

"I do, Jules. I'm going to cum soon."

She stroked me faster and brought her other hand down to cup my balls as she scooted in to me. Jules then turned her head down and spat one more time making a direct hit the the head of my cock. Her saliva quickly ran down and I could hear the slick wetness of her hand stroking. I was about to explode.

"Here it comes Jules."

I started to thrust my hips to fuck her hand as she continued her stroking. The first rope of cum shot onto her tank top. Her hand then pointed my dick back towards me and the remaining load landed on my shirt and exposed crotch. I gave a couple more firm thrusts into her hand to finish the session.

"Wow. That was fun!" Jules said as she released me and started to clasp her bra back together under her shirt. "It's a good thing I won't have to explain this stain when I get back home."

I did my best to wipe up my cum with my briefs as I put myself back together and closed up my jeans. I was left with a pretty decent wet spot on my shirt.

"I'll have to hope Carol hasn't waited up for me."

I was just realizing how long I've been out on my "walk."

"Sorry about that. I should have directed it elsewhere."

"That's okay. I'm sure it will be fine. It'll give me something to tell the guys about in the locker room tomorrow." I said with a wink.

"Ha. Yeah, thanks for playing along. I had fun pretending to be the innocent teenager."

We both stood up and she came in for a hug. It felt good.

"It's nice to have you back Jules."

"I'm glad to be back. Next time we'll fool around in the house."

"Sounds good. I really should be getting back. I've been out much longer than expected."

"Well I hope you don't get in too much trouble."

She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and headed off.

"Goodnight Greg."

"Goodnight Jules."

I collected BJ and headed home. When I got there the house seemed closed up for the night and no one was around. I figured they all had gone to bed or were in their rooms. When I entered the bedroom it was dark so I figured Carol was asleep.

Then I heard, "So where have you been?"

"At the park with BJ. Figured I'd let him run around the dog area."

With the lights out she couldn't see my cum stained shirt so I tried to take advantage of the situation and change while I had the chance. In the middle of doing so though she got out of bed and turned on the light.

"What the fuck happened to your shirt?"

I didn't come up with an answer quick enough. Probably should have taken the shirt off first.

"Were you jacking yourself off in the park? Or did you have some help? Are you fucking around with someone else?"

I guess this is happening.

"And you aren't?"

"Excuse me? What are you talking about?"

"Come on Carol... I know."

My eyes locked with hers and she looked back at me wide eyed like a wave of guilt came over her.

I repeated, "I know." before turning my back and continuing to change. We didn't say another word to each other as I finished changing and we both got into bed and tried to sleep.

I laid there feeling a mix of guilt and anger. I thought about how I had been left feeling the need to fill my sexual needs elsewhere while Carol was having hers met with someone else. I thought about how at that moment I would have rather been with Jules, but at the same time was deeply saddened that this might be the beginning of the end with Carol.

I must have eventually dozed off because I was later awakened by the feeling of Carol's naked body pressed up against the back of me as I was laying on my side. I could feel her large breasts pressed against my back while her hand found its way up the front of my shirt to feel my belly and chest. She eventually found my nipple and started to play with it.

I laid still not knowing how I wanted to react, but it wasn't taking much for me to feel the stiffness starting in my pants. This was obviously going to lead to sex, but was it out of pity, guilt, to make up, or maybe one last time before we parted ways.

Carol continued caressing my chest and nipples until I craned my head around to kiss her. She gave what sounded like a relieved exhale as our lips parted. I turned myself around to face her and started running my hand up and down her body. God, I loved her body and being with her. I hoped this wasn't going to be the last time.

Her leg bent and she positioned it over my side so I moved my hand over it to feel underneath her thigh and ran it up to her hair covered lips and found her wet hole. I used the wetness to then run my fingers up and down her slit and find its way to graze her asshole. She gave a deep inhale at the sensation before putting her hand on my shoulder to push me down on my back. Carol then removed my shorts and briefs while I clumsily took off my shirt while lying down.

With me now naked and lying flat, she climbed on top and straddled me to position herself so that her pussy was on top of the underside of my cock, which was now pressed against me. She started to slide her wet lips up and down my now rock hard dick. I just laid there letting her take control. She braced herself with her hands on my shoulders and I admired her tits dangling in the faint light.

As she press her weight press down on me, she rocked back and forth. I could feel her wetness coating my whole crotch. I don't know the last time I felt her this wet. It briefly occurred to me that I still had Jules' essence on my dick. I continued to do nothing, letting her pleasure herself on my shaft. It felt good to me and was the first time in a long time we were getting this intimate. Our sex of late was usually some form of quickie.

Carol's breaths were quickening as she worked her pelvic bone from the top of my dick down to the base, coating my balls with her wetness. As she came back up to the head, my cock was coming very close to sliding into her. I assumed this is what she was working her way up to. I've always had a hard time lasting very long when she's on top so I was hoping I could last long enough tonight.

On her last lap up my dick, she worked herself up about an inch further, which was enough to allow it to pop up and be ready for insertion. Carol came back down on it and it easy slid into her soaking wet hole. She gave a moan and lifted herself into an upright position to take the full length in her pussy. I loved the feeling of being balls deep in her.

She kept herself in that position for a moment before starting to grind herself on me. This gave her full control over her pleasure. I reached my hands to her tits and she brought hers to mine holding them in place, and also use them for leverage as she arched back. This forced my shaft into the upper wall of her vagina. She loves when I can hit this spot for her.

Carol kept grinding ever so slightly like this for a minute or two. My arms started to strain a bit holding her weight for this long, but I wasn't about to disturb her. Even though it didn't feel like much movement to me, whatever she was doing was working for her. She was now starting to moan and her breathing deepened. Under her hands, I worked my thumbs to her nipples to help bring her to her climax.

This must have worked because she came back forward to place her hands back on my shoulders but told me to keep playing with her tits. As I did so, she forced her pelvic bone into mine and started grinding her clit into my base. With her deep circular grinding, her body started to stiffen and she bit her bottom lip to suppress the load moans as she came. Carol never liked being too loud with kids in the house. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and I did my best to not cum yet.

After her convulsions let up, Carol came down to kiss me deeply before rising back up. Keeping my dick in her, she got onto her feet in a squatting position and our hands came together to give her balance. When ready, she lifted herself up and I could feel her pussy slide up the whole of my shaft before she came back down on it.