Out walking

They walked along, chatting amiably and on inconsequential sillinesses as always. The morning was cool, but promised heat later. There were not many people about, no-one seeking to wake early without the need to do school runs or the like in the long languid days of Summer.

They crossed a park, quiet save the odd dog walker. She waited til the odd dog walker passed and reached to his thin shorts. She pinched a generous handful of his right buttock and made him yelp.

A few paces later she pinched his left buttock, smiling broadly as he told her to quit it.

They walked on and came to another green space. It was still very quiet and it was a secluded spot in some trees. There were no odd people of any kind. Or their dogs.

'Your shoes are untied Sam.'

He knew very well they weren't, but found a bench, rested his shoe on it, untied it and started to retie it. She goosed him, hand flying up between his thighs to stroke his privates, dangling as she had left them. She found the rubber ring around the head and pinched it strongly between her fingers.

He squirmed and begged her to quit it again.

'Now do the other one!'

He changed foot and she goosed him again. This time she felt his dangling balls and pressed them into his crotch firmly. She rubbed them hard and finished with some very firm patting, just short of spanking them.

She'd get to that later - back at hers.

Before he could rise from his work she called out -

'Good Morning!'

He started and looked desperately around, but there was no-one there. She was just fucking with him. 

Like always.

So she went for a final humiliation.

'Sam, your shirt is untucked.'

As she said this she deftly wrenched it out so that it was.

'Here, let me help you, you untidy boy...'

She spun him to face her and took the tail of his shirt. She tucked it into the front of his shorts, letting her hand grab his still swollen cock and balls in his thin cotton briefs. She squeezed powerfully and it swelled further. Then she forced her hand inside and dragged his whole package out, forcing the cotton down to below his scrotum.

She withdrew her hand and wiped it on his chest. She took the opportunity to grab a handful of his tit, wrenching it through the equally thin shirt. His cock obligingly jumped in his pants. She could see it obscenely present itself, the knobbled ring visible on the side of it.

'Don't dawdle boy, we've got to get to market!'

So saying she gave his buttocks a juicy slap, so hard it actually staggered him into motion. Flustered, red of face and with his long denied cock swaying in his loose shorts he started to walk hoping his erection would quickly subside before they saw an actual dog walker.