Slowly he massaged and she was fully lost in the moment. For the first, the man spoke. Nothing more than a whisper, he said next to her ear, ‘Can yo... trust me?’ Of course she couldn’t, she had no idea who he was, and she had just met him mere moments ago. Betrayed again, her head simply nodded yes. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the cheek and Erin felt herself wanting to turn more into the kiss, but left things as they were. ‘Keep your eyes closed’ he whispered seductively again. Velvet. It was after mid afternoon now and many of the people that frequent the beach had left for the day. There were still a few couples in our immediate vicinity but none were seated in positions where I was in their immediate view. My need to seek a release was now over riding any sense fear of getting noticed and the embarrassment that might follow. As I looked at Pebbles naked body I slid my hand inside my trunks wrapping my fingers around the shaft and began to stroke my cock. The excitement of. I was a little surprised that I told him that but the situation felt so candid. Plus I think I was still a bit drunk."Oh yeah? Glad to hear that white boy" he said. He started to unbuckle his jeans. I looked at him in bewilderment. "What's wrong dude? You know you going to suck this black dick." Hell no, fuck off I'm not gay!" I said. But he rushed at me, slapped me and pointed the gun very close to my face and asked me to repeat myself. I felt a mixture of fear; anger and adrenaline rush. The feeling of my bike seat pressing the denim of my shorts into my pussy was both abrasive and arousing. The rough material sliding over my sensitive pussy as I rode was almost too much for me. I stood slightly on my pedals, lifting my ass off the seat a little. The rushing wind felt great on my thighs as I rode down the small hill towards the park. I found a nice secluded area of the park and hopped off my bike. I laid my blanket down, and sat down. It was very sunny at the park, so I fished.