0 comments/ 7467 views/ 0 favorites Picnic in the Park By: fnnyworld It is a warm sunny fall day. We park the car at the bottom of the hill and start our hike to find a spot. We carry a blanket, a bottle of wine, some fruit and some sandwiches from our favorite deli near the park entrance. I get started up the hill before you, leaving you to walk behind me while looking at my tight butt in those too short / shorts (what an incentive to keep walking). It's a very quiet day in the park, it seems like we have the place all to ourselves. The only sounds are the leaves crunching beneath our feet and the birds singing. Above and around us are sounds of mighty trees rustling in the breeze and they are all talking to us. As we reach the top of the hill, a lake comes into view. It is smooth as glass. Lapping at the shoreline quietly near a great spot, we go tanning near the water, enjoying the quiet of each others company. You say I look lovely with the sun in my hair, high color on my face. I ask if you wouldn't mind rubbing some lotion on my back, that grin says not at all. I get out the pack and help you straighten the blanket again. We sit down together facing each other. I look into your eyes and anticipate our first kiss. I've been finding myself staring at your mouth when you speak. You have a sensual mouth, nice full lips. I've been working very hard not to have to make the first move, but am crazy with anticipation. As you lead me to rest on my belly, you rub my left ankle then my right. Your hands massaging my legs with lotion feels so wonderful. Your eyes wander up my legs to my thighs, I know you can see right up my shorts. You quietly ask what kind of panties I'm wearing and we both laugh when I say none. Then you begin to feel your shorts getting tighter as you think on that and start rubbing my thighs some more. While my eyes are closed, you turn on some soft music and say "Let's have some wine" I reach for the bottle in the ice. You take out two glasses; thankful they didn't break. I hold the glasses, while you pop the cork and fill first mine then yours. You place the wine bottle back in the pack and take your glass from my hand. I look into your sweet eyes and we toast our first picnic. The wine is great. I move closer to you on the blanket, then you place my wine on the ground, I take yours from your hand and put it next to mine. The lotion rub continues on my back, but we both are tingling with anticipation of what may come next. I roll back over and look up at you. One look at my eyes and you know immediately. You lean into me and our lips touch at last. Your tongue dancing with mine as my hand gently touches your cheek. You place your hands gently on my face. We kiss harder as the passion builds in us. We slide together down on the blanket and you roll on to me as we kiss. Holding yourself up on your elbows you slowly let your weight down on to me. I feel you getting so hard and I feel your heat. You roll back off and you and face me on your side. You've got your hand on my butt pulling me close to you. Then you slide your hand up to my shirt and unbutton the top button. It's cut really low and my cleavage has been haunting you all morning. Moving down I undo the buttons one by one and you slide your hand to my bare shoulder. Moving down to my breasts. "Ummm" I say. You reach for the clasp on my bra. You say "I love front clasps" and with a twist and a snap, I am free. I slide your hand back to my warm breast, feel you gliding over my nipple. It is so hard between your fingers. I move to kiss your chin, then mouth and eyes, nose, your neck. You begin kissing and teasing me on shoulder then breasts. Your mouth feels so good and you like the way my nipples feel so hard and good on your tongue. I slide my hand to your waist, just touching the edge under the elastic waistband of your shorts. I feel your heat as I move over your shorts and between your legs, pushing into you firmly with my hand, the thin cloth between us. You moan and push back. mmmmmm you say. Your hand feels up and into my shorts, through the leg and I'm very wet for you. The soft warmth of your probing fingers makes me damn near scream. I want you to be inside me so much! I can tell you want the same thing but you decide to take it real slow, drive me crazy. Instead of the panties you play with soft hair. Bending lower to my lips, you kiss long and hard. As the shorts finally come off, a kiss still on our lips, you kiss lower and lower. Deliberately you flick and kiss, avoiding the most sensitive. Fingers probing me so deep and so slowly. I look at you pleading for release. You smile and turn all my own words on me "not so fast ." "Sooo lovely and sexy," you say. Then rise and kneel between my legs taking in all of me from top to bottom. Slowly you lean down, your face moving closer to me and begin to see my wetness and smell that sweet musky scent. You're so hard with anticipation you could cum in seconds. But then you say "I need to taste you" and as you lower your mouth down to me, you slide your to tongue into my folds. MMmmmmmm. Your tongue moving over me and into me you pause to say "you taste sooo nice," still moving up, your tongue touches my clit, pushing firmly and sucking gently, your tongue twirling around my button. Your hands push my inner thighs apart and I am rocking. I moan more urgently and push against your mouth. We find a rhythm and fall into it as you slide your right hand down from my breasts and move to finger inside me some more, sooo tight and soft and sooo wet. Next finger is in me and the change in pressure hit me and I knew I couldn't take it. You must have known what was happening and building within me, because you fucked me even harder and faster with your mouth and your hands, probing my ass with your wet slippery fingers and I came, screaming with the sensation; never having known that foreplay could bring so much pleasure. I frantically reach for your shorts and pull them off. Surprised at the force, I pull them over your cock and we push them down your legs together. As your shorts go down I see your raging hardness as you are standing before me. I grab your ass with both my hands and squeeze. Moving you lower, you slide right into me urgently and with ease. I gasp instantly at the new feeling, as you fill me up with your hardness. You push into me more and feel all my silky, wet, tight, warmth surround you. We are like one. Moving together, faster and faster, my mouth finds yours. Deeper, faster. Building together. My legs around your back, my hands still cupping your ass, your hands holding me up for you. I feel you cumming and let myself go again, filling me with your juices. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Until finally you collapse on me breathless! We hold each other like that until we are calmer you softly kiss my breast and we kind of laugh with satisfaction. Picnic in the Park The characters in this his story are fiction! This story begins with Sue who is middle age and has been married for 20 years; she lives a comfortable life with her husband. Her children are grown and married and she has 2 grandchildren. Sue is a very attractive full figured woman with large breasts that complement her hourglass figure. She has taken good care of herself over the years. John is a middle age and he has been married 29 years. His children are grown and he has 3 grandchildren. John is a handsome guy about 6'1" who may be carrying a few extra pounds, but carries them well. Both are missing something in their lives that they are not finding at home. They both carry on normal lives with their families but they miss the occasional intimate touch or loving caress from their spouses. They met online in a chat room, and overtime they developed a close friendship. After chatting online for over a year they decided that they would meet one day for lunch, just to meet and have a face to face conversation. Neither of them had much free time, and any meeting would have to be during the week. They had to be very careful; they couldn't just go to a public place with a lot of people and chance being seen together. Finally John suggested a picnic lunch in the State Park which was located about half way between both of them. It was Fall, and kids would be in school, summer vacations would be over and the park would not have many visitors. They decided they would have a picnic basket lunch and just enjoy a couple of hours alone together. When the appointed day arrived Sue was up early, but she still had to get her husband off using her usual daily routine. About 7:30 her husband left for work and she was alone and it was time for her to start getting herself ready for her lunch date with John. The anticipation was exhilarating and she didn't want it to end. She went upstairs and started laying out the clothes she was going to wear. Since it was a picnic in the park she wanted to wear something casual, but sexy, so she had bought a special dress for the occasion. The dress she had picked was a long flowing Sun Dress that buttoned up the front with about 20 buttons. The buttons started right below her neckline and came to within 6 inches of the bottom hem, this way she could control how daring she wanted to be by adjusting the buttons. Now she had a decision to make, what was she going to wear underneath the dress? She had picked out a matching set of black lace panties and bra, but she was still undecided, so she decided to take her bath and then make up her mind. Sue ran a tub of hot water with her favorite bubble bath in it. As she started bathing she couldn't stop rubbing her nipples and pussy as she lathered up. She felt so alive and she couldn't get over how good it felt. Then a wicked desire came over her, she wanted to shave all the hair from her pussy and she wanted it to be slick as a baby's bottom. She had dreamed of doing this but she could never get the nerve to do it, not that it would raise any alarms with her husband, since their intimate moments were few and far between, he probably would never know. So she said to herself, "YES," and proceeded to shave every hair until she was slick as a baby's butt. When she was finished she couldn't help but rub and stoke herself and it felt good. She wondered if John would have the opportunity to find out she was shaved, during their brief lunch. The thought of him running his hand up and down her bare pussy was almost too much; she could feel the first tingles of an orgasm beginning. She just lay back in the warm water and savored the moment. When she finished bathing she got out and dried off and looked at herself in the mirror, her breasts were still firm and standing out and she liked what she saw. She then started fixing her hair and makeup and she decided to just stay naked. Standing in front of the mirror naked felt so good; her nipples were hard as a rock and poking out about a half inch. As she went about putting on her makeup she would let the inner part of her wrist brush against her nipples and when she did, she would just shiver all over. She was liking this so much she decided to just stay naked as she went about getting her things together; roaming around the house naked felt so good. She even ventured downstairs to get a glass of water and the feeling of being naked as she sashayed around the house past all the open windows felt so liberating. Her husband was such a prude about nudity; he even liked the lights to be off when they had sex. Sue glanced at her watch and decided she had better start getting dressed. When she got back to the bedroom she remembered she still had a decision to make, what to wear underneath the sun dress. Still feeling kind of wicked and aroused from the feeling of being nude she decided she would not wear anything underneath the sun dress. She had dreamed of going out in public without anything on underneath her clothes. Going shopping and letting the salesman in the shoe store look up her dress and see her without her underwear on, trying on clothes in the department store change room and being completely naked with the door ajar and some bored husband getting a glimpse of her naked body, going grocery shopping with a short skirt on and bending over to get cans of the bottom shelf and flashing the stock boy. Now with her hair fixed and her makeup on she picked up her perfume and spayed a little in the palm of her hand, she took one finger and dipped it into the perfume and dabbed a little on each nipple, then she dabbed a little behind each ear, then dabbed a little on the outside of her pussy's lips; "didn't want to overdo it". She slipped her arms through the sleeves of the sun dress and pulled it closed and started buttoning buttons until it was completely buttoned. She turned around and slipped on her shoes and stood in front of the full length mirror. "Oh you look good girl," she whispered to herself. She reached up and undid a couple of the top buttons and glanced at herself again. She undid one more button, "just right," she thought to herself. As she stood in front of the mirror she was glowing and had a giddy feeling that she hadn't felt in years. Sue was excited and aroused and could feel the wetness between her legs, she was ready to go. When she got to the car she did a quick inventory to be sure she wasn't forgetting something. "I've got my purse, I've got my keys, I've got plenty of gas, I'm presentable if I get pulled over by a cop, John's bringing the lunch basket, Hair's done, Jewelry on, naked under my dress, YES." She said to herself. Then she remembered how wet she was between her legs and she didn't want her dress to get wet from her sitting on it. She decided she'd just pull her dress from underneath her, so her naked butt would be on the leather car seat. When she tried to pull the dress from under her, she realized that she needed to unbutton some of the bottom buttons, so she undid about 6 buttons and this allowed her to pull the dress's skirt from underneath her. Oh, it was such an exhilarating feeling, sitting in her driveway with her naked butt on the leather seat and her shaved pussy almost exposed; she could fell herself getting more turned on by the minute. She glanced at her watch and knew she was still on schedule. Sue put the keys in the ignition and started the car and pulled out of the driveway. As she drove from her house to the interstate through town she did not even try to cover herself up. "God this feels good," she thought to herself. It was going to take about 45 minutes to get to the park and she didn't want to be late. It was a sunny fall day and the temperature was about 75 degrees. "Perfect," she whispered. As she maneuvered through traffic and got onto the Interstate highway she became aware that the drivers of the big trucks might be able to see her exposed pussy; and that thought excited her even more. Feeling more daring, Sue reached down and unbuttoned another button and another and another until she was exposed from her waist down; "Oh, I love this feeling," she whispered to herself. She reached down and rubbed her exposed pussy and slipped a finger inside her throbbing pussy lips, it felt so good, and when she pulled her finger out it was soaking wet. She slowly brought her finger to her lips and touched the tip of her finger to her tongue; "Oh god I taste so good." When she came back to reality she noticed a truck had pulled up beside her and she knew he had to have seen everything she had just done. She sped up a little bit and the truck honked 3 times broadcasting his approval. She reached over and pulled a handkerchief from her purse and ran it between her legs to wipe up some of the flowing juices from her pussy, her car seat was soaking wet. The thought of the truck driver watching as she played with herself almost brought her to an orgasm. Sue glanced at her watch again; about 15 more minutes driving time before she gets to the park entrance. Still swirling on a sexual high, she felt even more daring. She reached down and started slowing unbuttoning more buttons. When she unbuttoned that last button, the front of her dress flew wide open and her breasts stood straight out and her nipples were hard as rocks sticking straight out. Her pussy was throbbing and she knew she was going to have an orgasm. About that time she noticed another truck had eased up beside her, she was in the left lane and she knew the driver had an open view of her from the shoulder down. God this was so exciting and she knew she couldn't stop now; she did not try to speed up, she wanted him to watch. She eased her left had between her legs and started rubbing her pussy and flicking her index finger inside to rub her clitoris, and she found just the right spot. On and on, her and the truck, side by side, all the while rubbing her clitoris until she shuttered all over from an orgasm. Immediately, Sue lifted her foot off the gas pedal and the truck pulled away, tooting his horn as he did. She slowed down even more and pulled off on the shoulder of the Interstate. She stayed parked a few minutes to compose herself and savor the orgasm and pull herself back together before meeting John. Sue buttoned herself back up except for the lower buttons on her dress so she could keep her skirt out from under her, until she got to the park. The seat was soaking wet from her orgasm. Sue pulled back onto the Interstate and drove the last few miles before she had to exit into the park. When she got to the park she was still a few minutes early, so she pulled into the public parking area to wait on John. She picked up her keys to go to the public restroom to freshen up a bit before John arrived. She knew that the back of her dress would get wet when she got out of the car and stood up, so she looked around the area and didn't see anyone around, so she grabbed the hem of her skirt as she stood up and walked to the restroom nude from the waist down. "Oh what a rush, that felt good," she thought. After drying her bottom with tissue she checked her hair, straightened her dress and checked her buttons and unbuttoned 3 on the top and left 3 on the bottom undone. Sue looked at herself in the mirror one more time and nodded with approval and headed back to the car. When she came out of the restroom she saw John sitting in his truck, smiling. John got out and walked around his truck and opened the door for her and when she was inside he closed it and came around and got back in the driver's side. He reached over and touched her hand and asked if she had a good trip. Sue just smiled and said "Oh, it was great!" John said; let's go find a spot to have lunch. John knew this park well and he knew an area where they could have a picnic lunch and most likely, not' be disturbed. As John drove through the narrow park roads he glanced over at Sue and said; "You look really great, you are glowing." "For the first time in my life I feel really alive!", Sue replied. "Do you want to elaborate?" John replied. "Ever since I started getting ready this morning, I've felt so damn uninhibited and free," Sue replied. About that time John pulled over and parked the truck. He told Sue that there was a picnic area back off the road and they could walk down to it. John got out and came around and opened her door to help her out of the truck. John moved in real close and held both her hands and whispered in her ear, "You really look lovely today and I'm so glad we did this," he then kissed her on the cheek. She turned her head to face his and they embraced in a long passionate kiss. After the kiss John stepped back a little and as Sue slid out of the truck her skirt rode up a bit and John noticed her gorgeous legs. John reached into the back seat of the truck to gather up the picnic basket and a blanket. Sue quickly unbuttoned a couple more of the top buttons as John was getting the basket. When John turned around he thought something was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It did seem like Sue was showing a lot more cleavage than before. John reached out with his free hand and grabbed Sue's hand as they walked toward the picnic area. The picnic area had a picnic table with benches out in the open, but the overall area was somewhat secluded. "Do you want to put the blanket on the ground or on top of the picnic table?" asked John. "Just spread it on the table," replied Sue. After John had the blanket on the table Sue stepped up on the bench and sat on top of the table. John set the basket down and came over and sat in front of Sue on the bench. Sue looked down at him and said; "I've waited a long long time for this moment!" "I have too," replied John. John looked up into Sue's eyes and began slowly rubbing and squeezing her legs and thighs through her dress. Sue leaned over and held John's head in her hands and kissed him. John returned the kiss with passion and she could feel his tongue darting in and out, the kiss lingered for what seemed an eternity. When their lips parted Sue leaned back and smiled. Looking directly into John's eyes, Sue began to unbutton the bottom buttons on her dress. John said, "I really like that dress." As her legs became exposed John ran his hand under her dress, up, up, up, up, and then he stopped and smiled. He realized she didn't have anything on underneath the dress. Sue continued to unbutton the buttons, she stopped when she got to her waist. "Aren't you a naughty girl, what other naughty things have you been doing." John said as he looked up. "Well I drove most of the way over here dressed just like this." Replied Sue. Then Sue then slowly unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her dress and said, "And I drove the rest of the way just like this." "Got to be some lucky truck drivers out there, did you put on a show for them." John said. "Yes I did and it felt great,"replied Sue. John could see the pearly white skin of her inner thigh and her shaved pussy lips. "I love what you have done with your hair," John said with a big smile on his face. "I couldn't resist doing it this morning, it feels so good," replied Sue. Sue leaned back a little and wrapped her legs around John's waist pulling him closer. As Sue leaned back with her hands behind her, the dress fell off her shoulders and now she was completely naked, on top of a table, in a public park, in the middle of the day. "God I feel so free, I love the way this feels!" Sue screamed out. John reached in and rubbed and caressed her newly shaved pussy lips and slipped a finger inside and pulled back a dripping wet finger and brought it to his mouth and he tasted her juices. "You taste so good!" John said. "If you're hungry, help yourself!" replied Sue. John then reached his hands behind her butt and pulled her closer until his face was right in front of her dripping wet shaved pussy. He started licking and kissing her pussy and he parted her lips with his tongue and flicked it several times. John buried his head into her soaking wet pussy and found her clitoris with his tongue and starting sucking and licking, he could feel Sue's body shutter each time he flicked her clitoris with his tongue. After a few more minutes John stopped and whispered to Sue, "lay back." John got up off the bench and walked around and set the picnic basket on the ground. He then grasp Sue's hand and lay her back onto the picnic table with her feet on the end edge of the table, and her knees sticking straight up and her legs spread, he started kissing and licking her hot wet pussy again. He continued his assault on her clitoris sucking and licking and flicking, over and over and over until her body shook from her first orgasm. He did not stop his assault, he continued sucking, kissing, licking over and over giving her multiple orgasms. He finally stopped when she screamed, "oh god, please I can't take anymore!" She just lay there whimpering. John crawled up on top of the table with her and wrapped his arms around her and held her tight and kissed and caressed her gently. "I've waited a long time for this moment," whispered John. "I've dreamed of this moment many many nights," replied Sue. Sue then moved John's had down to her throbbing pussy and said, "Can you feel that, I'm still coming, I've never had such a powerful orgasms, ever." "Yes, I feel it Sue," replied John. After about 15 minutes of silence, with both just cuddled together, Sue looked at John and said; "Are you ready for lunch?" John quipped, "I just had mine, it was delicious!" "Are you hungry?" asked John. "No, I'm fully satisfied," replied Sue. Picnic in the Park It's still quite early and there's dew on the grass. I love the park when it's like this: wild yet still, not quite awake but with an energy, an undercurrent. The grass is too damp to sit, but I lay out the picnic in the shady area between the rhododendrons. There aren't many flowers here, it's more of a wildlife park and visitors are more interested in the roaming deer than the flora. This part is always quiet, I can sit among the bushes for hours with my book, undisturbed. He'll be here soon. I scan the horizon and sure enough, he's rounding the bend. Just a few more minutes... He's running with his head down, watching his feet maybe, or counting his steps. He's wearing jogging bottoms, I prefer the days he wears shorts. His legs are well muscled and tanned; he always looks like he stepped off a plane from Tenerife. His earphone cord dangles in front of his body and I wonder if his lips will be moving to the music today. He's getting closer. As he approaches I step out. "Oh my God, I'm sorry!" He crashes into me. "I didn't see you!" "It's my fault," I say, rubbing my shoulder. He hit me with some force. "I wasn't looking." "Are you ok? You look pretty shaken up. Let me help you sit down somewhere." "Ok, thanks. Well actually I have a picnic blanket just through there." I indicate toward the rhododendrons. "I was just about to have an al fresco breakfast." He smiles and holds my arm to steady me as we walk into the bushes. My blanket is laid neatly in the clearing. "Wow!" He runs his eyes over the plaid blanket and array of soft cushions. "You know how to make yourself comfortable. I run past here every day but I've never even noticed this." I know, I'm thinking; but I've noticed you. "You're welcome to join me for breakfast," I smile. His eyes are blue -- it was hard to tell as he ran past, but now I see. He shaves his head but I bet he's blond. He sits cross legged opposite me and I pour some juice into a plastic cup. Passing it to him, my fingers brush his hand. His skin is warm. Without asking, I take a thick slice of mango from its plastic container. I have a honey sauce in a small pot; taking off the lid I dip the fruit then twirl it slowly to stop the honey dripping. It looks luscious. I hold it out to him in offering, watching his eyes carefully. He slowly reaches to take it, but I move quickly forward and he opens his mouth as the smooth sweet fruit slides between his teeth. His eyes are on mine as he bites, and he grabs my hand. I move forward into his lap and wrap my legs around him. We don't speak. I feed him the rest of mango and the honey glistens on his lips. Leaning forward. I leisurely lick his bottom lip with the tip of my tongue, our eyes locked. His hands are on my ass and he pulls me closer to him. His kiss is fierce and passionate, and as his tongue fills my mouth I think how I've waited for this moment. Waited, planned and hoped. His hand is holding my head as his kiss deepens and I moan with pleasure, feeling him hard and pressing between my legs. He gasps, and his kisses move down to my neck. As I turn my head and moan softly his lips trail along to my ear, nibbling, then flutter down to my throat. I lean back and my hair streams down. My throat's on fire. His hand follows his mouth, stroking my skin, until his fingers overtake, running lightly down my front, unbuttoning my shirt as they go, pushing back the fine cotton. Leaning back further, my hand reaches behind me and my fingers dip in the honey pot. I stick two fingers in his mouth and he sucks, gently at first, then stronger, drawing me in. It's so erotic. Holding his face in both hands I kiss him again, hard, and as he responds my hand goes back to the honey pot. Drawing away and leaning back slightly, I drip the honey over my breasts, the sticky substance oozing through the thin lace of my bra. He doesn't need asking! His lips and fingers work in partnership to suck the delicate fabric, hooking around the strap and pushing the cup aside as my swollen nipple connects with his mouth. One arm is firm around my waist, keeping my damp lace underwear wedged against his groin, my skirt hoisted up around my hips. The pleasure is almost unbearable. I arch my back, pushing my breast further into his hot mouth. He releases his fingers and they run down my body. He makes small circles against my stomach and I gasp, then his fingers are on my underwear. He's rubbing one finger along my slit, up and down, soaking the fine lace, hovering over my clit, barely touching me so I have to thrust my hips upwards in desperation. And it's so quick -- two fingers are inside me and I cry out. His fingers are wide and bony as they work their way deeper, his thumb expertly circling my clit through the lace, causing a delicious friction. God, I've waited so long for this. I can't wait any more. I come, shuddering against his hand and he stops me from crying out with his tongue rammed in to my mouth. I hold his head so hard, kissing him, sucking his tongue deep into my mouth as my hips grind against his hand. Then they're out. His fingers gleam with my cum as he pushes them into my mouth, and I can taste myself as I suck him. It's like a lemon tart. He's pulling back, away from my body and before I know it, he's laid me down. He's kissing me again and his fingers are massaging me through my knickers, now he's pulling them down. He's careful not to rip them and I spread my legs wide as I pull him back to me. But he's reaching for my bag. "Where's that breakfast you promised?" He's got another wedge of mango. It's slimy and pliable, and he brushes it over my skin, cool and juicy. Then two tanned fingers are back in the honey, and dripping over me. He wipes them across my lips, thrusting them briefly into my mouth -- I savour the sweet taste, and his kiss quickly follows. Our tongues swirl together, the sticky substance binding us as he wipes the mango across my breasts. He's less gentle now, biting my lip as his passion rises. I reach across to remove his running jacket. His earphones are tangled but I can hear the faint sound of Prince's voice singing about sex. As I push the jacket from his shoulders my fingers graze the hair peeking out the top of his running vest. I run my hands down his beautifully defined abs and he moans against me. His small hard nipples are sensitive. I think I'll kiss them, but he pushes me back down and continues his delicious assault on mine. I can't bear it, I need him inside me. His head is moving lower, and as he kisses my stomach he reaches for more honey. He's passed being careful and it drips all over me. He laughs and smears it around, dragging the shiny mango slice in its wake, making my pubic hair thick and sticky. And he's licking it off. His tongue is lapping at my skin as one hand pinches first one nipple and then the other. His other hand works its way over my sticky hip and along the outside of my thigh, stroking the sweet honey into my skin like moisturiser. Now up the inside, it's so sensitive, it's s magical, I can't keep still. My hips are jumping to meet his hand and the honeyed fingers slide the mango inside me, met quickly by his mouth. He licks around the edges, my lips so swollen they feel they might burst. His tongue brushes over my clit and I moan. He increases the pressure, licking back and forth, while moving his fingers inside, rubbing the fruit against my G spot. I'm going to come again. I can't keep still, or quiet. His tongue rams deep inside me and pulls at the fruit -- he's eating it! I hold his head between my legs as another orgasm bursts through my body and my hips jut into his face, but he doesn't let up. He's fucking me with his tongue and rubbing his top lip over my clit, pulling at it and grazing me with his teeth. It's an amazing sort of agony, so fantastic that I don't want it to stop, but I want him, I need him deep in me. I pull on his ears to grab his attention and he slides along my body. I grasp his jogging bottoms and together we yank them down. He has no pants! Kneeling in front of me, his cock is so big and I need it to fill me now. My legs are wide apart but he lifts them over his shoulders as he eases himself in. I'm gonna come again. Oh my God, I can feel my legs tensing against his chest. His hands hold my ass against his thighs as he pounds inside me. He's groaning and his eyes are closed. I reach up to caress his chest but I'm losing control again. I throw my hands back into my hair and he moans loudly as my cunt tightens around him, squeezing the juice from within him. He pulls out suddenly, and his white cream pulses over my belly. As he kneels back and runs his hands over his head, he's covered in a fine layer of sweat. He's still erect. I see the honeypot nearby, almost empty now, but I wipe my fingers around the base then grasp the base of his cock, mixing the sweet stickiness with his creamy offering. I intend to lick seductively from the base to the tip, but my enthusiasm takes over, and I cram as much as I can into my mouth. My tongue presses against his hole and his hands clench in my hair. He likes this. The stickiness of the honey is coating my teeth and I run them up and down a few times before taking one of his balls in my mouth and sucking hard. I'm too far gone to be gentle but he doesn't seem to mind. His rests back on his elbows and lets me kiss and nibble both balls while my hand increases its pressure on his cock. It's growing harder and I take it into my mouth again, sucking noisily as he moans in pleasure. "What other fruity treats are in your picnic basket?" He mutters. Actually, none, but I do have a chocolate éclair for later. I smile at him as I reach behind me, feeling for the cellophane wrapper. This will be perfect. I rip open the packaging and run my tongue along the chocolate topping. He watches spellbound as I suck the end of the cake in the same way I'd been sucking him, then he reaches for me. I resist. Biting off the end to expose the thick whipped cream inside, I slowly encase his dick in that heavenly creaminess. He moans again, louder this time and kisses me hard as I work the éclair up and down. He sits up and takes it from my hand, squidging it against my breasts as he lifts me and expertly aims my hot, wet fanny directly onto him. We gasp together and he's fucking me slowly. His hands work the chocolate and cream mess into my body. "I love cream cakes," he murmurs as he licks and sucks this unexpected breakfast dessert from my hard nipples. I'm rotating my hips and his pubic bone is grinding against my clit. He weaves his fingers into my hair and pulls my face close to kiss me again. There's chocolate around his mouth and he tastes of éclair. There is so much passion in this man, I don't want to ever let him go. My hips are moving faster now, and he's pushing up. Without warning he flips us, not releasing me from his grasp, but he's on top now, pinning me to the blanket as he fucks me harder, harder and faster. Our sweat mingles with the remains of the chocolaty cream until my body feels like it's about to rip apart. My fingernails are scratching down his back as I wrap my legs around his hips, pressing him deeper into me, deeper, deeper. And we both come, gasping breathlessly. We lie in silence, the morning sun beginning to shine down on us through the rhododendron branches. He sits up and dresses, gathers his iPod and some change that's fallen from his pocket. I straighten my filthy clothes and tidy the food packaging. He stands, nods, adjusts his earphones, and he's off. Jogging, running, heading for home.