It was the first of May, what a sunny day, and a perfect time to be gay! So girl wives Riley and Mirelle Romance were making their way to the park with a picnic basket! The sun sparkled on the pond as the two of them walked up the hill, listening to the birds chirp and breathing in the sweet air. Under a big spreading maple tree, they laid out their blue-and-gold-checkerboard blanket, and pulled out sandwiches and chips and a big canteen of water, and took turns drinking from it as they ate. Riley looked out over the lush green hills, with their trees and their paths and their flowers. The sky was blue, with only a few clouds on the horizon. "It's so pretty!" "Not as pretty as you~" Mirelle leaned over and planted a kiss on the softest part of Riley's neck~ "Eeeeeee!!!" Riley squirmed in delight! She put her arm around Mirelle, and when her wife drew back, pressed forward, kissing her on the lips and pushing her down to the blanket with the enthusiasm of her makeouts!! By the time she let go, Mirelle's cheeks were bright red and there was sparkling sweat on her cheeks~ "ehehehe~" Riley grinned, picking up Mirelle's sandwich. "Want a bite?" "Oh, yes please!" Riley angled in so Mirelle could bite off the litle triangular end, and watched her face delightedly as she ate. "May I have a bite too?" Mirelle giggled. "Why sure!" Riley leaned in and pressed her teeth to Mirelle's neck, and she gasped, toes curling in her sneakers. "oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh..." She could feel Riley suckling, and she squee'd, knowing she was gonna get another hickey or six... "Mmmm, I'm starting to get wet..." murmured Riley, pulling back. "Hhhhhh, me too," breathed Mirelle hotly. "No, I mean I'm *really* starting to get wet!" "Huh?" Then Mirelle felt little drops of water splash onto her face. "Gack!" She sat up and squinted at the sky. While they'd been flirting and messing around, those few clouds on the horizon had turned into a sudden spring rain! The girls jumped up, tossed the picnic stuff in their basket, grabbed the blanket, and made a run for it! Down down down the hill as they got absolutely soaked, skidding on wet grass a few times, running full-tilt towards the covered picnic tables!! Finally, they got under the wooden roof, panting, dripping. Mirelle caught her breath, looked at Riley... and started giggling. Riley looked down at herself and up at her, and started giggling too, the two of them devolving into helpless laughter at their sorry state. Riley tossed the blanket over a table, spreading it out as much as she could. "Hopefully, this'll help it dry a bit." "What a good idea!" Mirelle grabbed her hem and peeled her sundress all the way up and off, leaving her in a pair of saturated panties, and carefully hung it over another table. "Oh! Wow!" Riley clapped her hands to her cheeks, flushing a bit. "That *is* a good idea...* She pulled on her skirt, letting it fall down around her ankles, and stepped out of it, then slipped her shirt off, and hung both garments. She toed off her shoes, peeled off her socks, and with a blushy little look at Mirelle, pulled her panties down. Mirelle grinned, sliding her own panties off and hanging them up too. She walked the few steps between them and took Riley's hand. "So, what was it we were doing when we got so rudely interrupted~?" "Eeeheeheehee.." Riley ahem'd, cheeks and chest burning bright, and reached up to caress the back of Mirelle's head. "I think it was something like..." She leaned in and pressed her lips to Mirelle's~ Mirelle sighed, eyes fluttering shut; the sound of the rain faded into the background, as her focus was taken up by her wife's lips and tongue and the warmth and strength that was flowing into her thru them. She put her arm over Riley's shoulder, and Riley put her arm around Mirelle's back, stroking up and down her spine as her lips worked hungrily, the food they had shared a meager morsel compared to their hot breath in each other's mouth. Riley's fingers slid down and she grabbed Mirelle's booty, and she squeaked in delight, breaking the kiss and nuzzling her face blushily into Riley's shoulder. She kiss-kiss-kissed along the soft skin there, making little noises of delightful exposed embarrassment, nibbling, suddenly a little overwhelmed and a lot loving it. Riley squirmed in place, her skin pressed up against Mirelle's, feeling her quick heartbeats thru skin and muscle and small soft curves, nipples rubbing together as they shifted into one another. She squeezed Mirelle close, pressed her hips forward, and her other hand found her lovely little lady pussy, squishing the mound into fingers and palm. Mirelle moaned, arching her back, pushing her hips into Riley's hands. "Ah, god, please, more...!" She ground on Riley's hand, her dampness mixing with the lingering rainfall. Riley slid two fingers inside, and lapped up Mirelle's noises; her thumb pressed to her clit, drawing a squeal, and she started rocking her hand back and forth. Mirelle gasped, knees shaking, leaning on her wife's shoulders, her strong body, whining rhythmically with Riley's fingers as her metronome. She could feel the thrums of bright pleasure growing louder and louder, filling her hips, dripping down into her toes, steaming up into her head, her hips shaking to the beat, and it was rising, rising up-- "OhhhhHHhhhhHhhh!!" Mirelle came on Riley's fingers, the drops of her girljuice on the ground lost in the sound of the rain. Riley gently eased her hand off. Mirelle's knees were still shaky, so she helped her over to the picnic bench, and they sat, and cuddled, and watched the rain. "What a lovely picnic..." murmured Mirelle, nuzzling against Riley. "They always are, with you~" Riley whispered. Mirelle squirmed and elbowed her a lil. "You flirt~" "Always~"