Until sunrise in a dark Melbourne park

Watching the sun come up

The sky over the park was only just starting to lighten when we decided it was time for one last round. The three of us had been there since well before dawn – talking, laughing, and every so often getting carried away again – in a big, dark park full of trees, about twenty minutes from the city. I was standing outside the open back door, in the cold, with the best view in Melbourne.

It was a long way from how the night was supposed to go.

A message out of the blue

It started with a polite message from a guy apologising for writing out of the blue. He and his girlfriend – him a good bit older than her – had shared a fantasy for a while: a man watching them in the back of a car, somewhere quiet. They’d come across something I’d written about the same idea, and wondered if we could make it happen. To show they were genuine, he sent a couple of photos of the two of them. They were an attractive pair, and they seemed lovely.

We chatted for a while and picked a date. He did the planning: he found a secluded park near where they were staying and sent me the pin. It was her birthday, and they were heading to a club that night, so the idea was that I’d collect them first. As it turned out, I couldn’t get there in time, and I let them know at the last minute. They couldn’t have been nicer about it, and with the weather as miserable as it was, it didn’t seem like much of a loss.

Three in the morning

At around three or four in the morning my phone went. They were ready to leave the club – and if I happened to be nearby, would I come and get them? I was close to the city, so I said yes. He asked whether two friends of theirs could come along too; in the end they didn’t.

They came out still flushed from dancing – him in his going-out clothes, her in a little black dress that showed off her legs. On the way they started kissing in the back. We stopped at a servo so he could buy some water, and while he was inside she offered me a drink from her bottle, which was sweet of her. Then we carried on to the park.

Among the trees

The park was huge and completely dark. We found a private spot among the trees and long grass and parked up, and within minutes the two of them were naked on the back seat. I watched from the front for a while, then asked if they’d mind me coming round for a closer look. Not at all. I opened the boot and climbed in behind them.

From there I watched her go down on him, then climb on top of him facing away, riding him while he held her hips. At one point she slipped a finger inside herself, held it out to me and asked if I wanted a taste. I did.

It was a cold night. At one point she hopped out of the car for a minute and dashed straight back in, and then they were at it again. When things calmed down, we just talked – about other nights out they’d had, about all sorts – the three of us sitting there naked, laughing, now and then picking up where they’d left off. Before we knew it, the sky was getting light.

One last round

For the finale she lay back across the seat with her legs wide, and he got on top of her. I stood outside the open door with my face level with the action, watching her breasts move with every thrust – some of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. I asked them both if I could touch them, mid-way through, and both said yes. Not long after, I came all over myself.

Then it really was time to go. I cleaned up, got back behind the wheel, and they got dressed on the ten-minute drive back to where they were staying. When I dropped them off, he and I shook hands and agreed we’d have to do it again – maybe, he said, with a couple of their friends next time. I drove off still buzzing, thinking about the night and hoping it wouldn’t be the last.