There was a park near where I lived, and I liked to go and wander around the wilderness area of the little preserve. The place wasn't used much, and there were some really neat jogging trails. I liked to hang my cock and balls out of my loose-fitting shorts and run around. Several times, I had even found some secluded areas hidden from view, and I would take off my clothes and jack off, watching an occasional passerby.
I started briefly showing myself to some of the female joggers, my hard cock bouncing around as I ran toward them. I would then dart off into the bushes, find my clothes, and beat off like crazy. The looks in their faces were mixtures of shock and surprise, and obvious interest. It really turned me on.
Then, I started jacking off once in a while, and watched from a distance, as a female would jog up the trail toward me. I would jack off furiously, and step out of the bushes just in time to cum, once less than a few feet away from my quarry.
I had never thought that I was a flasher or pervert. It was just the freedom of being out there, naked as a jaybird, my unsuspecting quarry totally unaware of the treat she was going to have.
Then, I met a couple of joggers who changed that. I could see them running toward me, their big tits bouncing as they jogged in my direction down the trail. Both of the women were fairly large, and looked like they were in really good shape. I know that their bouncing tits were in good shape.
I stood at my spot behind the brush, jacking off like mad, building up to an orgasm that the women would love to watch.
Just as the first one started to approach close, I stepped out of my hiding place, holding my stiff prick. Her eyes widened as she saw me, and she turned to her friend.
"Myra, check out this dude," she said.
The first one came right toward me, and didn't slow down. She grabbed my hand and pulled it away from my cock. To my surprise, she pulled my arm around my back, and her other arm went to my throat.
Myra, the other one, came up to us. "Hold him, Dyan, don't let him go."
"Over there," the first one, Dyan, said.
Myra reached down and grabbed my feet, and Dyan lifted. My arm hurt as they dragged me into the bushes. This was ridiculous, I thought, and strained to get loose. My mistake. My arm was twisted harder around my back.
They dragged me to my hiding place, unseen by any passersby. Myra reached down and took my T-shirt and twisted it into a thin rope. She stretched and pulled, and finally wrapped it around my legs.
Then she took the belt from my shorts and pulled my other arm around to my back. I felt the belt go around my wrists.
Soon, I was standing there, a prisoner of the two big women. Dyan let go of me and stood with Myra, just a few feet away. "Look at that hard cock," she told her friend.
Dyan was tall and had dark hair that surrounded her face and hung in curls to her shoulders. Myra had lighter hair, a light brown, and it was cut short, like a man's. She had enormous tits, and it looked like both women worked out frequently.
I began to struggle, and got my arms loose. My belt slipped off my wrists easily. I hopped backward and bent over to undo my legs, and I felt a pair of arms lift me in the air. Soon, I was thrown over Myra's shoulders. I landed on the ground on my back. To my surprise, Dyan sat on me, holding my arms out to my sides, while Myra started removing her clothes. She pulled off her jogging shorts and then her panties, showing me a large, hairy brown bush. She ripped the elastic out of her panties. She bent and tied one end to my foot, and then pulled my foot up to my wrist. She tied them firmly. Then, she moved to the other side. I lay there, hog-tied, wearing only tennis shoes. My ass was sticking up in the air.
"What are you going to do?" I asked in a weak voice.
Myra answered by sitting on my chest and pulling my face up to her crotch. "Eat that," she said.
I didn't have much choice. I licked at her pussy lips half-heartedly, and she responded by pressing my face harder into her crotch. "I said, eat it, not fool around! Now, show me some real tongue action, dammit!"
I licked at her cunt then, sending my tongue into her wet opening. I could feel a hand on my cock, stroking slowly, sometimes reaching down and squeezing my balls. "I wish I had a dildo," said Dyan. "I'd stick it up his hairy ass."
"Use your thumb," suggested Myra, her cunt in my face, holding me there with her strong arms.
I felt a thumb slide into my ass hole. At first, it was painful, and then I realized that it felt pretty good, if demeaning.
"I'm gonna cum," Myra said. She began to wiggle and squirm on my chest, and then with a shout, she crushed my face into her crotch, flooding my face with slippery juices. She shouted, and then threw my head to the ground.
"Get some of his face, Dyan," she said to her friend. "He's got a decent tongue, but I don't know about this hairy little prick he has here."
Dyan stood and took off her jogging shorts. She removed her top, and then her bra. "Suck my nipples first, Myra."
Dyan sat on my face as Myra bent and licked her nipples. Her breasts were round and looked firm, though there was no way I was ever going to feel them, I supposed.
I flicked out my tongue into Dyan's hairy, wet cunt. Her pussy was enormous, and she had thick, black hairs that ran from her navel to her ass hole. It was hard for me to breathe, but I kept licking and sucking on her pussy. I could feel her body begin to shake, and her legs began to jerk.
"Oh, I'm going to cum, you know that? What a tongue this guy's got."
She moaned and crushed my head between her strong thighs, and I lay there, trying to breathe.
Then, she stood. She put on her shorts, leaving her panties. Myra put her shorts on, too, and they both stood, looking at me. They were fully clothed, holding their panties in their hands.
They dropped their panties on my face, then took off down the jogging trail.
I wait for them every day now. Sometimes, they show up, and we go through the same routine. Once in a while, they let me jack off, looking at their hairy pussies.
I sure am glad I met those jogging bitches.
