1 comments/ 5617 views/ 0 favorites The Picnic By: flashheart It's a warm spring evening on the beach. Not a sun-bleached, golden California strand, but a mottled grey Pacific Northwest beach—the silvery sand is mixed with galaxies of small rocks and stones, polished round and smooth by countless years of tumbling in the sleepless cold water. Large driftwood logs, stranded at some long-past high tide, form a palisade between the dark, humid forest and the glittery, restless ocean, a haphazard fortress defining the frontier between land and sea, reality and fantasy, the known and the unknown. We are here in this no-man's land, she and I, between earth and water. The beach is neither land nor sea; a neutral zone, uninhabited but for the transient, the nomadic, the lost—where the limits of land end, and the unfathomable promise of the sea begins. We walk silently, close but not touching, not daring to look at one another. Our unvoiced fiction of "just a friendly picnic" seems childish and un-necessary; we both know why we have come to this place. The sand along the tideline is soft and yielding under our feet, our footsteps filling with water and then dissolving with the next wave. Our passing will leave no trace. At last the right setting appears; a giant log offers a private haven out of the light breeze and safe from the sight of anyone who may trespass in our uncharted province. She busily forages in the bags of food while I spread the rough wool blanket and anchor the corners with rocks. Our eyes meet. Hers are brown and large and deep, the colour of loam; mine as grey-green as the heavy surf offshore. She licks her lips nervously as she lays out our picnic. Wine is drunk; hard cheeses and crusty bread, grapes and apples make their appearance. Light, aimless conversation progresses to a shared joke, small confidences, conspiratorial admissions. I take up a fat crimson strawberry coated in bitter chocolate, and shoot a sideways look at her. She smiles, just a slight dimpling at first, then broadening into a white smile, made all the brighter by contrast with the slight flush of her cheeks. Slowly I bring the ripe red strawberry to her lips, pulling it back as she opens her mouth to bite it, and gently stroke her lips with the now-melting chocolate. Laughing, she lunges forward, and takes a bite, juice squirting out of the ripe fruit, running down her chin. Gently I tilt her head back, and follow the track of the sticky sweetness down her neck with the tip of my tongue. The spicy fragrance of her perfume mingles with the scent of the strawberry juice. A sigh, and her breasts rise, pushing against her demure blouse. I run the underside of my tongue over her lips, still stained dark with the chocolate, its rich, bitter flavour filling my mouth. Our lips touch, and her mouth opens slightly. My tongue traces the edge of her teeth, rising and falling with the now-rhythmic tempo of her breathing. My fingers run through her shoulder-length tawny hair as I gently pull her towards me. I feel the heave of her breasts through our clothes. Her eyes are shut as we continue to kiss, our tongues interlaced, teeth brushing lips, then taking small, tentative nips. Strawberries are forgotten as we braid ourselves together on the blanket, pulling each other closer, the ferocity of our kissing increasing, our breath coming in gasps between caresses. I break away from her mouth, brushing my warm, wet lips along her now-hot cheek. The tip of my tongue traces the delicate ridges of her ear, bringing a convulsion of delight. The scent of her hair fills my nostrils; her earring clacks against my teeth as I gingerly nibble the lobe of her ear. We are entangled in arms and legs; the heat of her body now urgent, pressing against my swelling cock, throwing her leg over mine and pulling me closer. Her blouse is taut against her fleshy breasts, the bulge of her hardening nipples visible through the taut fabric. I run my hand along the rough denim of her thigh, up over the curve of her waist and trace her breast with my fingertips. Opening the first two buttons, I move my head down to the exposed vee of pale skin, and gently kiss the top of her cleavage repeatedly, stopping to run my tongue up along her neck to her mouth and her full lips. Her hands pull my shirt out of the back of my pants, and I feel the rasp of her nails on my lower back as she runs her hands up my spine. I want to feel her burning nakedness against me, feel her hard nipples against my bare chest, and I undo two more of her buttons, revealing a sheer purple lace bra, pulled tight against her round breasts, rippling with each jostle from my fumbling hands as I pull and tug at the front closure. It opens, and the cups of her bra jerk back suddenly, revealing her plump breasts, her erect nipples dark against their pale background. I gently nuzzle her rosy budding nipples with my tongue and my lips, then very gently brush my teeth across them. Sliding my hand along her tummy, I reach for the buckle on her belt. Her hands are quick to help with the unfamiliar clasp, and the button on her jeans pops open easily to my touch. I run my hand along the top ridge of her panties under the open jeans, slowly moving deeper and farther down the curve of her stomach. I lean forward and kiss her bellybutton, then tickle it with my tongue. As she giggles, I sit up and take hold of her open jeans by the pockets. As I pull, she raises her midriff to allow the pants to slide down, revealing her tight purple lace panties. Throwing the jeans to one side, I lower myself over her and continue to kiss my way down from her bellybutton. My tongue feels the texture of the lace as I kiss and lick her panties; I can feel her heat on my face, the scent of her excitement makes my cock throb inside my pants. As I gently push her legs apart, I can see that the crotch of her panties is visibly wet, clinging to her pussy lips, their outline clear and defined through the fine fabric. I gently tongue the outside of her panties, feeling the ridges of her pussy lips, her perfume filling my nostrils. Suddenly I can't wait anymore; reaching up, I pull hard on the waistband of the panties at her hip, yanking them down partway; she pulls the other side, wriggling and breathing hard, and finally they are down to her knees. Raising her leg, I pull them off. Her public hair brushes my face roughly as I push my face into the humid slit of her pussy, my tongue tracing the outline of her swollen lips. Her taste is salty and pungent, the musk rising from her glistening cunt until it's all I can smell and taste. Ever so softly, I trace the bud of her clit with my tongue, pressing down around it, and making little circles, coming ever closer, but not touching it. I glance up, and see that her head is thrown back, moving rhythmically from side to side with the motion of my tongue and lips; her hands are squeezing tight on her breasts, while her long hard nipples are between her fingers, popping up in between each one with each stroke of her hands. I slide my tongue down her slippery lips, and into her pussy. Her back arches up, and I gently suck her now-sodden cunt as she moans softly. I slide back up to suck gently and blow on her clit, her head movements and moaning increase; suddenly, she grabs my hair, and pulls me up out of her steamy cunt, and towards her face. I rise on one arm, and her tongue finds my chin and lips, licking and sucking her own funky juices from my face. She pushes me by one shoulder, on to my back, and pulls my shirt up. I raise my arms and she tears it off, impatient and greedy. I undo my belt, and raise my pelvis as she yanks and tugs on my pants. My cock pushes through the fly in my boxers, the head glistening with pre-cum, wobbling in the evening air. She brings her mouth gently over the head of my cock. Enveloping it in a warm satin-smooth cocoon, her tongue slips over the groove of the head, shooting tingles of pleasure through me. She pulls on my boxers, and I help slide them down, pulling one leg free; she sucks my balls, her tongue gently feeling the roundness of each testicle, then slipping back over my cock, now throbbing visibly with each beat of my pulse. Her hand squeezes the base, then slides up the shaft, her saliva and my pre-cum lubricating the movement. I feel as if I am ready to burst, giving little grunts and snarls as she teases. Suddenly, she's up on her knees, then throws one leg over my pelvis, and with her hand guides my cock to her pussy lips as she lowers her body; but it's only to tease, as she rubs her wet cunt and lips with the head of my cock. The heat of her cunt is driving me crazy; I thrust up with my crotch, but she just laughs and dodges, then continues to use my hard cock as her sex toy, rubbing it against her clit. I'm moaning softly, hands digging into the sand, when she suddenly slides down, allowing her weight to push my cock deep into her wet cunt. Electric shocks seem to run through me; it feels like a thousand velvet tongues are caressing my cock. I open my eyes to watch her breasts swing with her movements, and she reaches out for my hands to support her as she starts to ride me. I can feel her hot cunt juice trickling down over my balls as she grinds her pelvis into me, and I hear the rhythmic wet slapping as she fucks me hard. Her eyes are closed now, turned skyward, breasts jumping up and down with each stroke; she is leaning forward, grinding her clit into my pubic bone. We're both growling and making animal noises in time with her thrusting; my tone rises as I start to feel the beginning tingle of orgasm; sensing this, she returns to grinding her clit into me, and her breath starts to come in small sobs. I know I can't last much longer—her cunt is too hot and wet, and she's fucking me hard—and I feel the first waves of orgasm start to pass through my body, from the soles of my feet, through my thighs, into my chest, and then it's as if every nerve in my body is linked directly to the head of my cock as I explode; jets of razor-edged pleasure rip through me as I come inside her; I'm half-grunting, half howling, and my nails are digging into her thighs as my cock jerks spasmodically, shooting spurts of hot cum into her already-soaking cunt. She's not quite to orgasm, and continues to ride, pumping even faster and giving little yips; I writhe underneath, crossing the edge of pleasure and pain repeatedly as she continues to fuck my now hypersensitive cock. Just as I have to yell out in pain, she shudders and moans; her rhythmic thumping is replaced by a disjointed trembling, and she falls forward to put her full weight on my chest, as we both gasp for air and feel sweat rolling off our bodies in the now-chilly night air. The moon shines down on the endless sea, forever caressing and shaping the shore; an endless, timeless coupling of earth and water. By midnight, the rising tide has obliterated all trace of our temporary occupation of no-man's-land; the zone between land and sea is once again dark, empty and unknown. She has returned to her world, and I to mine. The Picnic We decide to go out for a quiet afternoon together so I have picked a very secluded part of the woods in the next county from Julie’s home. In the depths of the forest, there is a glade with a large sun-dappled pool surrounded by grassy banks. It is there, I hope, that Julie and I can have some truly private time for ourselves. As much as we both love the baby, it is time for us today. I had encouraged Julie to wear only the lightest of sundresses since the day is very hot and even wearing shorts would be unbearable. Allowing the slight breeze to blow up her flimsy light skirt – she wears no panties - will be much more comfortable. I decided on nothing more than light slacks with open sandals and a loose short-sleeved shirt for myself. I packed a bottle of champagne and glasses along with some fruit and some pâté with some crackers. We drove for a couple of hours until we reached the empty parking lot about a mile or so from the woods. It was mid-week so the lot was empty and we were alone, as I had planned. We left the car and walked hand in hand across the soft grass field to the edge of the woods. I carried a picnic basket with the food and chilled wine along with a large blanket so we could have our picnic in a comfortable setting. As we neared the woods, I spied the trail through the trees I had earlier checked out and we walked down it until the arbour created by the crowns of the tall fir trees opened up to reveal the well-hidden open glade with the sparkling pool centred in it. The water was warm and shimmering in the early afternoon sun and the warmth of the sun had taken the chill we had experienced in the woods from our skins. I spread out the blanket and our food and lowered Julie to a supine position and began to kiss the side of her neck as she tilted her head to the side with a smile. As my kisses slowly moved across her shoulder, I pushed the thin strap of her sundress down her arm until the top of her breast was exposed. My lips continued their agonizingly slow path across the rise of her breast until I reached the nipple that had grown firm in the coolness of the woods. I wrapped my lips around this tasty treat and lapped up the pearly drops of milk that were appearing at its tip. Such a sweet taste! With each successive sucking motion, milk continued to flow into my mouth and was quickly swallowed. Our baby hadn’t been fed since this morning so Mummy had lots left for my pre-lunch snack. I quickly drained the first full tit and moved to the other and repeated my joyous task – cradling each breast in the comfort of my hand as I did so. Julie had her hands twisted in my hair and is pulling my face harder into her swollen breasts encouraging me in my mission. Cries of ecstasy echo off the trees – her cries, not mine! While finishing my feast, I reach under her arm to find the full-length zipper at her side that is holding the dress up and slowly slide it down. Once fully lowered, it allows the dress to puddle around her waist and I lift myself up to pull the dress from her body. She lays back with her arms outstretched over her head and, arching her back to force her tits outwards, smiles up at me and says, “Can we eat later, Daddy?” “Not quite, my darling love! Daddy is hungry right now!” I smile as I stand before her and slowly strip. When I am down to my briefs, she reaches for me “Let me, please!” I lower myself to her side and her soft hands find the waistband of my briefs. With a little struggle to get them out and down past my raging hard cock, she slips them down my legs and off. I lowered my lips to hers and we started our erotic kissing with our tongues moving along each other’s lips and then inside the other’s mouth and repeated this over and over. With each kiss, the level of passion and the length of each rose until we were both gasping for breath. Our hands were roaming wildly over the each other’s body and finally her hands came to rest at my nipples; she began to tease them until I felt that they might burst they were so hard. I arose and crawled to knee at her head facing her feet and my lips dropped to kiss her from a reverse position (that is upside down). As I moved lower – ever so slowly lower – her lips and mouth were matching my own – as I kissed her chin, she did mine; as I reached her nipples, her lips sucked in mine. My pleasure surpassed hers since her warm mother’s milk was my reward but mine was the heat that spread to my ever-hardening cock as she bit on my own nipples. I continued to move lower until my mouth was almost at her most intimate spot; meanwhile my cock had just brushed her lips and I felt her blow gently across my sensitive glans and into the pee hole. I returned in kind by blowing warm air over her now flowing shaven mons and watched as her pussy opened for me. Just as I felt my cock surrounded by her sweet warm mouth, I let my tongue reach into the very depth of her wide spread cunt! Her cum that coated my tongue was like liquefied honey – sweet and thick – as it rolled over my tongue and into my throat. We continued to pleasure each other for over an hour with several orgasms rolling through her in that time. She helped me to hold off by exerting just the right pressure at the base of my cock when she sensed I was about to cum. Without that, I would not – no, make that could not – have held on that long! It seemed like an eternity before I could finally hold no longer and I started to suck on her clit and finger fuck her as hard as I was able as a sign that I was close. She pulled my cock from her throat long enough to mumble “Just a minute longer, darling! I’m almost there again!” and she then rammed my cock all the way to the back of her throat. She started to hum which vibrated my cock deep inside her and sent me over the edge just as she threw her hips in the air and squeezed my head between her thighs as she launched into a body numbing orgasm that seemed to go on forever! My cum was shooting in a constant series of spasms down her throat and her swallowing muscles simply milked every last drop from me! Falling together side by side, we entwine our fingers and turn our heads to gaze deeply into each other’s eyes. All I can see is the reflection of the love I feel for this woman! We lay there for half an hour and then, as the sun starts to beat more warmly on our naked bodies, I stand and holding my hand out to her, I lead her towards the pool. The water has been heated to a comfortable level by the sun and we wade in together holding hands until we are immersed to our necks. I draw her to me and she uses the natural buoyancy to wrap her legs around my waist and pull herself close to me for many kisses. As she kisses my sensitive ear lobes and the side of my neck, I can feel my cock rising once again to the occasion – the effect this woman I love so much has on me! Soon it has risen to a full erection and is brushing against her warm pussy. Even in the water, I can feel the heat of her cunt’s arousal as she lowers herself until she draws me completely inside her. It feels like I am encased in a velvet sock so smooth and warm she is; using the water to lift her, she begins that magnificent slow motion riding my hard cock. Soon we are creating small waves with the speed of her riding me and I can feel yet another climax approaching. Julie throws her head back and cries out “Cum with me Baby!!” and we reach yet another perfect orgasm together! It is truly amazing and a gift that we have been able to read each other this well!! We stand there – were it not for the floatation effect of the water, we would likely have fallen with exhaustion – until our breathing returns almost to normal. I lower her off my softening cock and we take turns hand washing each other. Returning to the shore, I help Julie out of the water and we return to the blanket to lay in each other arms until the warmth of the sun dries our weary bodies. Finally, as the heat is down a bit, we sit beside each other – still naked – and share our repast. Of course, in the sharing and the occasional feeding of one another, we do create a mess that will require yet another dip – following by whatever may ensue – to clean up before we can return home. A wonderful afternoon and a great way to spend the day! Thanks to my loving Julie for making it so special! The Picnic Fabiola quickly reviewed the list of things she needed to do before tomorrow. "Everything is set, I hope everything turns out as I planned," she thought to herself with a sigh. "Now if only the weather would cooperate with me" she whispered. She quickly glanced at the kitchen clock, "2:30 am....better get back to bed before Russ notices I'm not there." Quietly Fabiola returned to the bedroom and slipped into bed with Russ. As if sensing her presence, Russ rolled over toward her and wrapped his arm around her. Instinctively, Fabiola snuggled close to him, feeling his warm body pressing against her bare bottom. Russ, as if on cue began tracing circles on her body with his fingers, gently massaging her side and thigh. Slowly he slipped his hand around her front and cupped her breasts. His fingers began to tease her nipples, making them hard. Fabiola began to feel warm and tingly all over. She quietly moaned as Russ's hand began to wonder to slow and teasingly down to her pussy. His finger slowly parted her lips, mischievously dipping his index finger in her wet mound. Fabiola opened her legs to give him more access to her dripping wet pussy. Russ continued his feverish movements and felt Fabiola's pussy grip his finger, as it released a splash of her juice. By this time Fabiola had reached behind her to caress and pump Russ's manhood. Russ continued to use his fingers to bring his wife to another orgasm, suddenly he gripped her hips and lifted her legs and entered her forcefully. Fabiola moaned as she felt her husband's cock stretch her pussy. Russ slammed his cock into his wife, gently pushing her body to lean forward, allowing him to enter her at a deeper angle. There was no need to speak; the quiet rainy night was the sole witness to this erotic scene. Russ thrust hard and fast into his wife. Both moaning as they came closer to their climax. Russ felt his impending orgasm and leaned forward to kiss his wife's neck and shoulders. His pace quickened and he gently bit Fabiola's shoulder as he emptied his seed into her. Fabiola felt her husband's cum gushing into her and felt her own orgasm explode as Russ's cum filled her. Their hearts continued to beat fast as they lay together and drifted slowly back to sleep with Russ's cock still inside Fabiola. At 5:30 a.m. the alarm went off, Russ was always the first to get up in the morning. He leaned over to kiss Fabiola, as she opened her eyes and smiled at him then covered her face with the bedcovers, not wanting to get up. Unbeknownst to Russ, Fabiola had arranged to have the day off. She had a little adventure planned and as she was thinking of what lay ahead for herself. Just then, the phone rang. "Hello? Yes, he's here...Russ, telephone..." she called out to him. He picked up the phone and she could only hear a few 'ahs and okays'. He walked back to the bedroom, with a look of disappointment. "Honey that was the principal, apparently last night's storm caused some damage to the school and classes have been canceled so maintenance can do some clean up. I get to stay home." Fabiola acted surprised, "Oh really? must be nice to have a day off, while your wife has to go to work" she said looking a little mad. He responded with "it's not my fault..." and climbed back to bed. To Fabiola --- the day had started out as she had planned. Fabiola got up and quickly showered; picked out a nice skirt and blouse as not to arouse any suspicions in her husband. But underneath her 'professional' appearance she wore a new corset with a garter belt and stockings. She kissed her husband goodbye and made sure she had her cell phone and all the things she needed for her day. As she walked out the door, she noticed that it was a bright and beautiful clear day, unlike the last few rainy days. "Thank God," she thought "so far so good.... now I hope the rest of my plan will play out just as easily." About 20 minutes later, she arrived at her destination. She looked around making sure that there was no traffic or people there. She had arranged to have the whole area reserved for her. She picked up her cell phone, dialed and waited. "Hello?" the voice answered. "Russ, it's me...umm, I think there is something wrong with the car. It was making a funny noise and then it stalled on me. I got it to start again but as I began driving the noise started again too. I had to pull over and now it won't start again." "Where are you?" he asked. "I was on my way to visit MVCC and of course I took the scenic route...I am at the Lake Tampier parking lot." "Okay, I will be right there, in the meantime call a tow truck to come get the car..." "NO!" she managed to say to loudly, "why don't you look at it first and maybe you can figure it out what's wrong with it and if you can't, we'll call the mechanic...I just hate to spend money on a tow if you can get it started..." "But, aren't you going to be late for your college visit?" he asked. "I called the counselor to see if anyone had scheduled an appointment to see me and no one has as of yet. I told her my car died, she said not to worry if I have to reschedule." "Okay honey, I will be right there.... and don't talk to any strangers!" he managed to say jokingly. "That was close," she thought. While she waited for Russ to show up, she unpacked what she had brought. She looked around to make sure that there were no cars or people. She was getting a little excited as she waited for her husband. Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt a little bit and began to touch herself. She was wet with anticipation, "mmmm...." was all she could say as she brought herself to a small orgasm. She saw Russ's car in the distance, casually rearranged her clothing and waited for him to park near her car. "Hi honey... okay...let's have a look...pop the hood...and start the car," he said. Fabiola got into the car and turned the ignition key and the car started right up as if nothing was wrong."Well, I'll be damned, it didn't start after it died here in the lot," she said, "it was making a weird noise when I was at the light, then it died. When it started up again, I continued driving until it began to make the 'thump thump' noise, that's why I pulled in to the parking lot." "I don't hear anything," Russ said. He closed the hood and let the car run for a while. Just then, Fabiola's cell phone rang. "Hello? Oh hi...okay...when I get into the office I will call you...bye," she turned to Russ and said, "that was MVCC calling to say it was okay if I didn't come in, they lost power in the building. I guess now I have a day off too." Russ wasn't paying attention to Fabiola, rather his concentration was on the car. Fabiola looked at her husband and said, "Honey, why don't we stay here and make sure the car is drivable?" "Okay...hey....there's no one here...isn't this place normally full of people fishing and on picnics?" he asked as he looked around the forest preserve area. "Maybe it's because of all the rain we've had the last few days...even so...it's such a beautiful day for a picnic don't you think?" she asked him. With that she walked over to her car and turned it off, then she walked over to the trunk and pulled out a picnic basket and a blanket. Russ just stared at his wife in astonishment. "Where did that come from?" he asked. "From our house," she replied, "I always carry a picnic basket with me.... you know...in case of an emergency...and today qualifies as an emergency..." she giggled and started walking toward a picnic table near a weeping willow tree. He walked up right behind her and followed her to the semi-secluded area. Russ laughed as he watched his wife take out a tray of cheese with fruit, small sandwiches, and a bottle of wine. By this time it hit him that his devious wife planned all this. "You planned this didn't you?" he asked her. "No, of course not.... like I said, I always carry a picnic basket in the trunk..." she said trying not to laugh. They sat there and ate some of the goodies and watched the ducks swim by them looking for some food. The picnic table was in a semi-enclosed area with a small wooden canopy tent...usually reserved for small picnic parties. It was a perfect location for their romantic picnic...right by the edge of the lake. They drank some wine and Fabiola began to feel its affects... her face flushed with excitement and warm sensations began to flow down to her womanhood. "I have another surprise for you," she said in a seductive whisper. "Really...what kind of surprise?" he asked. Fabiola slowly began to unbutton her blouse giving Russ a peek at the corset that flashed just enough of her cleavage and emphasized her ample bosom. Then she slowly hiked up her skirt to reveal the stockings and garter belt. And to seal the deal as she raised her skirt higher, she proudly displayed the fact she was not wearing any panties. She moved toward him and stood in front of him with her blouse unbuttoned, her tits peeking at him and her skirt around her waist. Fabiola moved the remaining food towards the end of the table. "There is one more thing you didn't get a chance to eat," she said as she sat on the table. Fabiola lay back on the table and scooted her ass to the edge of the table to give him better access to her hot wet pussy. Russ could only nod in agreement, moved over, and got between his wife's legs. He began to kiss her inner thighs, softly kissing his way up to her honey-filled hole. Russ continued to plant small kisses on Fabiola's inner thighs working his way upward, only teasing her with gentle licks. Fabiola moaned as she felt his hot breath and tongue on her clit. "Please...please..." was all she managed to say. "Please what?" he asked her with a smirk on his face. "Please tongue fuck my pussy, I want to cum all over your face" she said. With those words Russ no longer needed any more coaxing. He began to lick Fabiola's pussy, sucking her clit and watched it grow from all the attention his tongue was giving it. With one hand he began to finger his wife like he had done the night before. With his free hand he pinched her nipples, until she moaned from the pain and pleasure she was feeling. Fabiola began to moan louder and he knew she was about to cum. With his whole mouth pressed against her pussy, Russ swallowed all of Fabiola's love juice. Fabiola's whole body began to tremble as she came. Russ continued to suck and lick her sweet pussy, fingering her to a second orgasm. He loved how his wife reacted to his tongue and fingers, loved her taste and couldn't get enough of it. Fabiola buckled as another orgasm hit, completely soaking Russ's face. Russ stood up and unzipped his jeans, pulled out his hard cock and was about to enter her. But Fabiola stopped him, and motioned for him to lie on the table with her. As he lay down, she positioned herself just above his face, and with her mouth she engulfed his hard cock. Not being able to refuse the lovely sight of his wife's pussy, he began to lick and tongue fuck her as she licked and sucked his cock. Fabiola loved sucking Russ and did her best not to disappointment him. She licked his cock from head to base, swirling her tongue around the head. His cock was like a big lollipop that never went down. She leaned forward a little, so she could pay attention to his balls. She softly kissed them and ran her tongue gently over them, causing Russ to moan into her pussy. Fabiola couldn't hold in her orgasm any longer and let out a low guttural moan, as she came again in her husband's mouth. She finally tore her pussy away from her husband's mouth and just rotated her position. Now, she was riding his hard cock, his hands holding onto her hips and lifting them as they moved. Her tits swung in his face and he would lick one and then the other as they bounced in front of him. He knew Fabiola's body so well, that he could see it in her face when she was about to cum. He gripped her hips and thrust into her, meeting her movements. As she thrust down unto him, he thrust up into her; that was enough to cause Fabiola's pussy to contract and squeeze his cock. It wasn't long before Fabiola's moans got even louder, and his own moans began to amplify as well. Fabiola's face was flushed with excitement, her eyes closed as she felt her body release her sweet nectar, and with a few more forceful strokes, Russ's own love juice mixed with hers. They came together both crying out in ecstasy. For them it was as if the world around them did not exist. Fabiola lay on top of Russ, still panting from her unbelievable orgasms. After a few minutes they realized it had been raining on them, their clothes were soaking wet. Their lovemaking had left them oblivious to the world, the rain had only added to their pleasurable moment. They dressed and packed away the food. Holding hands they began to walk back to their cars, when it began to rain harder than before, they ran as fast as they could. Giggling, they ran to the parking lot, kissing one last time before they got into their different cars. But before Russ got into his car, Fabiola yelled out "I'll meet you back home...you didn't even get the chance to taste the dessert." "What kind of dessert is it?" Russ asked. With a sly smile Fabiola answered, "Whipped cream and my nipples..." "Well, what are we waiting for...let's hurry home before the whipped cream melts," Russ said and hurriedly started his car and followed his wife home. The Picnic It is a sunny day and I go to a quiet little lake I know of, somewhere to read, maybe even a little kip. The lake is a fairly small one, it has a wood surrounding it, and it is quiet, not many people come over here. I put my things down and I start to walk around the lake. I get half of the way around. When I spot some things on the floor by a tree. I move forward and take a look; it may just be some one after quiet the same as me. I move to the things and notice some clothes; they look like a woman's clothing from what I can see. I look around and move towards a tall row of bushes, I can see movement behind it and I step for a closer look. I get closer and I am shocked to see a young woman, squatting to take a piss, I can see her naked from the waist down. I look and start to feel myself harden in my jeans, I no longer feel shocked, and I feel my erection harden as I watch the girl finish, I move my foot and a small crack is heard, I see her look towards me but she says nothing. I stand and watch as she rests her back against the tree, she looks in my direction as she licks her fingers and moves them slowly down. I start to unzip my jeans and remove my semi hard cock while I watch her as she teases her pussy. I watch as she arches her back and slips two fingers into her pussy, I stroke my cock as I watch her lips sliding off her fingers as she pulls them into her mouth. She kneels down, she must know I am here as she is looking straight at me; she keeps her eyes on where I am. I start to undo my jeans button and I remove my aching balls slowly stroking my cock as I watch her shudder to her first orgasm. I increase my strokes as I watch her body muscles flex as she shudders, seeing her soaking pussy as it contracts, seeing her relax as it passes. My cock is throbbing as I stroke it, she pushes three fingers inside her soaking pussy, pushing them deeper, I stroke my cock to the rhythm of her fingers sliding deep into her stretched pussy. I push myself through the bushes, my cock still throbbing, getting closer to her, closer to her pussy. Seeing her fingers as they slide in and out of her soaking lips. I am only a few feet away and I stop, I she looks right into my eyes as she pushes her fingers deeper into her pussy, seeing her fingers as they pull out, covered in her juices. I stroke my cock down as she pushes her fingers in and up when she pulls them out; we look into each other's eyes. I move a step closer and I stand nearly over her as she continues to push her fingers deep into her soaking pussy, I keep stroking my cock, and she is looking at me as I stand above her, my cock large and swollen. I rest my hand on the tree and my swollen cock is inches from her face as she nears another orgasm. She pushes her head forward and sticks her tongue out so it touches the tip of my cock; she licks the small amount of pre cum from the tip while she fucks herself harder and deeper. The tip of my swollen cock is resting on her tongue as I stroke myself harder knowing she is about to cum. I feel my balls tighten as I start my own orgasm, she moans as she gently slips her lips over the tip of my now twitching cock, I stroke my cock harder as my own orgasm arrives and my cock explodes inside her mouth. I stroke some more and she pulls my cock from her mouth as another wave of my juice shoots over her face, watching as my cum dribbles on to her breast and from her mouth. She takes my cock into her mouth again and starts to suck me dry, taking every last drop into her throat. She releases my limp cock and I pull my jeans back up, I stand up and do my zip up. I look at her and walk back through the bushes the way I had arrived. I read my book and had my lunch but my afters never showed up. The Picnic One weekend my boyfriend and I decide to go on a picnic. Right off I ask him where we're going, but he tells me it's a surprise, he won't even let me look in the basket. So I don't even have any idea what we're going to have to eat. He drives for about an hour, until we're out in the middle of nowhere, he turns on to a deserted road, he stops the car when we reach a run down old shack. I sarcastically ask if this is where we're going to have our picnic. With a smile on his face he says that we're not quite there yet, that we have to hike for a bit. We get out of the car and head for the forest behind the shack, with him in the lead. We walk for about a ½ hour – 45 mins. For a moment the trees seemed to get thicker, then we come into a beautiful meadow, perfect for a picnic. We look around and find the perfect spot; we sit down under a beautiful tree. I go for the basket to start taking out some food, but before I can reach the basket my boyfriend grabs the basket and puts it on his other side out of my reach. He looks at me and tells me I'm not allowed to see what's in the basket just yet. He takes our lunch out, and we have a pleasant lunch, talking and relaxing. When we're finished eating my boyfriend suggests that we go for a walk and check out the area. It seems to be a very secluded area; we go back to where we left our blanket and basket. We sit back down; he turns to me and asks if I'd like something to drink. I nod my head, and he brings out 2 glasses and a bottle of champagne. When we've finished drinking the champagne, he tells me that it's time I got to see what else he has in the basket. He pulls out a bottle of lube and a big dildo. I laugh nervously at this point asking him if he's joking, he gives me a wicked looking smile and tells me that I'm going to remember this picnic for a long time. He tells me he's glad that I wore a simple sundress that will be easy to dispose of. I was so shocked at what he had planned for our outing that I don't even think to say anything or move out of his reach. He forces me to lie back, he hovers over me, just watching and looking at me. He brings his face close to mine without actually touching me. He moves his head towards my ear as if he's about to say something to me, but he just seems to be breathing my scent in, I turn my head to try and get some contact, but he moves before we touch. He moves down to the valley between my tits, he notices that already my breathing is getting heavier. He smiles knowing I'll give him a very passionate afternoon. Even though he hasn't touched me it feels like he has, my nipples are rock hard. Which he finds out when he covers one of my tits with his hand? He pulls the front of my dress down so that he can see my tits. He tells me how glad he is that I didn't wear a bra. He lowers his body onto mine to make sure that I can go nowhere, but not covering me completely. He holds my tits in his hands, and brings his mouth down to suck on one nipple, then the other. In no time at all he has me gasping for breath. He switches to his fingers; every so often my back arches up off the ground, letting him know that I'm desperate for more. This is the part he's been looking forward to, since he saw what I decided to wear and not wear today. Wasting no more time he grabs the bottom of my dress and slowly start sliding it up my body. He places kisses on the areas he just uncovered. He stops for a bit when he reaches my pussy, at first he just places kisses; I want much more flesh contact than I'm getting. He finds that he has to put his hands on my hips to hold me still, I'm squirming so much. Quickly now he takes my dress off the rest of the way. Once he has it off, he gets up on his knees and looks down at me and sees that I'm ready for all that he wants to do to and with me. He leans down again; only placing light kisses along my inner thighs. He can feel that it's driving me crazy. He puts his hands on the inside of my ankles and slowly run his hands up the inside of my legs, parting them as he goes. He spreads them as wide as he can. He tells me that I have to keep my legs like this until he says otherwise. I nod my understanding still t dazed to speak. He positions himself so that he has easy access to every part of me. He leans downs and gives me a deep lingering kiss. He raises his head and softly tells me that he's going to fuck me with the dildo until I can't stand, at which point I have to suck him off without letting him cum for as long you tell me. That I must not stop no matter what. Before he even finishes telling me all of this, I'm moaning and nodding my head yes to let him know that I've understood all he has said. He starts by opening my pussy so that he can devour it with his eyes. He can see that even this is having an effect on me. He moves his fingers closer, so that he can slide them inside, he slides one finger in, pushing it deep very quickly, he loves seeing me arch my back, and moaning that way. He takes his finger out, before I can catch my breath he thrusts two fingers inside me deep, again he takes them out. I whimper when they leave me. This time I feel something different at my pussy. I feel him push the head of the dildo into me. He doesn't push it in any further, then I feel something cool drip onto my pussy, I realize then that it's the lube. He tells me to rub the lube all over my pussy and the dildo as if it was a real cock about to be plunged into me. Excited by his words I show him how I would do it if it were his. By the time I'm finished his own cock is very hard and anxious for a hot wet pussy to wrap round it. He takes the dildo from me and rotates it in small circles, making my pussy ache for much more of the dildo. Watching my face closely he pushes the dildo all the way in, I can't help but cry out, I startle a flock of birds nearby. He says to me that he hopes I'm comfortable because he's going to fuck me like this for a long time. Over and over again he rams the dildo into my pussy, almost lifting me off the ground with the force of the thrusts. Finally I tell him that I can't keep my legs in position any longer, he tells me fine, but that I must now get on all fours, I roll over and get on all fours. He again spreads my pussy lips, so he can see my pussy, all wet and dripping with my own cum. He rubs his hand all over my pussy getting it everywhere. He takes the dildo and pushes it deep. He leans over and tells me to keep my hands above my head unless it's to help or else; he pushes the dildo even deeper to stress his point. I can feel him put more lube on my pussy, but I notice that this time he's covering a larger area. He sees that I've noticed because I've started to squirm, and push my ass towards him. He uses his free hand to rub the lube around and the other to fuck me with the dildo. I realize that he's stopped rubbing, before I even finish the thought he's back. Except it doesn't feel like him. By the time it registers what it is, he's already started pushing a second dildo into my ass. He goes very slowly; meanwhile he's still fucking my pussy with the other dildo. Before long he has the second dildo as far in my ass as it can go. He slides it out and then back in a little to make sure it slides well. He can feel me pushing back at him letting him know that I am very ready to have my ass fucked. He makes sure that he has a good grip on both of the dildos, then he starts pushing them into me at the same time, making sure each time to push deeper than before. He pulls them almost all the way out, then changes tactics and pulls one out while pushing the other in. he fucks me like this until I have no choice but to collapse. He gives me a few moments to rest and get ready for the next round. When he notices that my breathing has gone back to normal, he tells me to lay back. He brings out a cloth from the basket. He uses the cloth to wipe my pussy clean a little. When he's done he tells me to roll onto my side. Then he sheds his clothes and lies down so that his cock is right in front of my face. He looks at me and reminds me to do as I was told. I start by wrapping my hand the base of his cock, holding it firmly. I lightly run my tongue over his cock as if it was a lollipop, every once in a while stopping to suck on the head. He's not sure if this was such a good idea; he almost wants to tell me to finish him off now. It takes all of his will power to keep from saying so. Still sucking on his cock I notice that it seems to be getting harder with every stroke. I feel him part my legs, his tongue touch my pussy. I start sucking his cock deeper into my mouth, making sure that he doesn't cum. When he realizes that he just can't take any more he tells me to stop and get on all fours. Almost before I can get on all fours he thrusts his cock into my pussy. Pushing as hard as he can. He pounds into me so hard that he has to grab my hips, to keep us from losing our balance. He fucks me relentlessly never giving me a moment's respite. He pulls his cock out and tells me that he wants to fuck me up against a tree; we stand and move over to the trunk of the tree we were sitting and fucking under. At first I face him, but he tells me that's not the way he wants it. I turn around, he tells me to find a good handhold cause he's going fuck me hard and deep. Luckily for me there are two branches nearby for m to grab onto. Once I have a good hold on the branches he starts fucking me. He stays true to his word and fucks me as hard as he can. He doesn't fuck in this position for very long. When he stops, he tells me that he wants me to ride him. I smile at him to show him that I'm going to enjoy riding him. Once he's lying down I straddle him and slowly slide his cock into my pussy. I ride him as hard and as fast as I can, after what seems an eternity I collapse on him unable to go on anymore. I lift my head and tell him that we should go on picnics more often. He chuckles and agrees. The Picnic Andy pulled up to the kerb and stopped his car. Gingerly he climbed out and walked the short distance to the red front door. He hesitated a second then rang the bell. As he waited he shuffled nervously; would she open the door or would it be her father coming to say she did not want to see him. He was so expecting to be told that she did not want him he was surprised when Helen opened the door. Andy smiled when he saw her in relief. Her smile back was a little cold. It took a bit of the wind out of his sails but not too much. After the cool reception he got at the end of their first date he was simply happy she was actually seeing him again. The two of them had been set up by their mutual friend Rach. Andy had known her since uni; Helen worked in the same office as her. Rach had decided that the two of them would be perfect together, in spite of the age gap. He was twenty seven and she was just twenty one. So had set to work in order to get them together. Andy had tried to resist but knew from long experience that when Rach put her mind to something she usually accomplished it. So finally he had given in and had gone out on a date with Helen. It was not that he thought he would not like Helen, he fully expected her not to want him. After all she was small petite and very pretty. He was anything but small and handsome. He had always been large and no matter what exercise he ever did he kept a big belly and not a six pack. Her initial reaction on seeing him had not filled him with hope. She had tried to hide it but he had seen the flicker of disgust in her eyes. Not that he had expected anything else, every woman he had ever tried to date since uni had shown the same reaction to him. Helen had been polite during the date but always kept her distance from him. By the time he dropped her off at her home he had expected her to tell him she did not want to see him again. She had not done so, but he knew that was only because of her friendship with Rach. A pretty woman like Helen would not normally have been seen out with him. Then Rach had come up with the idea of them having a picnic she would be with Stephen her bloke and Andy could bring Helen. He was surprised when Helen said yes on the phone when he called her up. But again he heard the reserve in her voice and knew it was only because of Rach. "Just wait a second while I go to get my coat." Helen said to him and disappeared back into the house. Andy watched her as she walked away liking what he saw. Helen was he had to admit, a pretty girl. She had a slender, petite figure with small almost tiny breasts and was not even five foot high. Her short legs were shapely and not too thin. Her small round face was haloed by shoulder length dark hair. She had bright blue eyes that sparkled when she smiled. In one thing Rach was correct she was just Andy's type of woman. Only problem was he seemed not to be her kind of man. He heard her saying goodbye to her parents then she came back pulling on a small black jacket over the thin white blouse she was wearing. Below that was a simple black short skirt. He smiled again and she smiled back this time with a little more warmth. "Do you know where we're going, because I have no idea." She said. Andy nodded. "Yeah it used to be a hang out during uni. Not too crowded which is good." He led her to the car and opened her door for her. She smiled in thanks. Quickly he got into his side and started the car. The journey to the park was a short one, and a quiet one. Andy tried to engage Helen in some sort of conversation but each time it faded out of reach. After three failed efforts he stopped trying and drove in silence. As they pulled onto the car park Andy saw Rach standing next to her car with Stephen. She waved to them and smiled broadly. Andy smiled back just happy to see her. She was tall, with a full figure and long blonde hair. Not that Andy had ever considered her as girlfriend material. The two were more like brother and sister; the idea would have freaked him out. And probably done the same to Rach. As soon as he had stopped Helen climbed out leaving her coat on the back seat and gave Rach a hug. Andy got out a little more slowly watching as Helen said more to Rach in the first minute than she had said to him in the whole journey. As Rach looked over Helen's shoulder at him he saw her reaction to the look on his face. He walked round to the boot of the car and pulled out a cool bag with food for the picnic. Rach walked over to him. "What's up?" She whispered. "She doesn't want to be with me." Andy told her. "The only reason she's here is because you're here. If it had only been the two of us I think she'd have said no." "I thought the first date went well." "Not really, she only went out with me 'cos you asked her to. A pretty woman like her would never want a guy like me." Rach glared at him. "Stop saying that, you're funny, romantic, loyal..." She said. "Fat, ugly, boring." Andy finished making Rach glare harder at him. "If you keep thinking like that you'll never get a girlfriend." "Ever thought I'm not meant to, maybe I'm supposed to stay single." Rach shook her head. "I'll try to find out what's wrong and see if I can fix it. I know you two are perfect for each other." She said and headed towards Helen. Andy stared after her shaking his head slightly. There was no way he and Helen were perfect for each other. She was way too pretty for him. The four of them set off along the footpath through the woodland. Rach was leading with Helen beside her. Andy and Stephen followed behind carrying the bags with the food and drink. The two women chatted as they walked their voices too soft for Andy to hear. From the couple of glances behind from both of them he guessed they were chatting about him and Stephen. Andy did not really know Stephen, he and Rach had only been going out for a couple of weeks. The two men had greeted each other when Andy arrived but now the walked along without talking. Rach led them down a path Andy did not recognise. It was a side path from the normal route through the park. The walk lasted about fifteen minutes then they reached a large clearing in the woods. Rach took her shoes off and bounded into the clearing. "What do you guys think, isn't this the perfect picnic spot?" She said twirling around in the middle of the clearing. They all agreed that it was perfect. The four of them emptied the two bags out and soon they had a large table cloth covered in various food and drink. Rach and Stephen sank down next to each other. Helen sat close to Andy but with an obvious gap between them. Andy hid his disappointment. "How did you know about this place?" He asked Rach. "I've known about it for years, used to come here as a kid with my family. It's off the main path so virtually no one comes down here." "You never brought me here and we used to go for a picnic at uni." "Hey I don't want the whole world to know. It'd never be free for me and my closest friends now would it." Andy nodded and smiled. At least Rach liked him, even if it was just as a friend. He was happy to take that. They started eating and chatting. Rach and Stephen were obviously very close already. He had known Rach for years and had never seen her as relaxed with a guy as she was with Stephen. He hoped it lasted, and looking at them together he thought it probably would. He and Helen were a different matter. The few times the spoke together it was cold and impersonal. From the way Helen spoke to him you would have never thought they were supposed to be on a date. Once they had all eaten their full they lounged on the grass with their different bottles of alcohol. Rach suddenly laughed. "Do you remember that picnic with Julian?" She said to Andy. "God yes, he was a complete prick." "Tell me about it, but you pulled him down a peg didn't you." Andy nodded slightly embarrassed about the whole incident. "How do you mean?" Helen asked surprising Andy as it was the most interest she had shown in him all day. "Oh Julian thought he was god's gift to women. And figure he had to share his gift with as many girls as he could." Rach said. "I had fallen under his spell and then he had dumped me to go onto another girl. Andy set him up good to get him back." Helen looked at Andy quizzically. "The guy had broken Rach's heart then was rubbing her face in it by bringing his new girl to the picnic." Andy said. "He never broke my heart!" Rach insisted. Andy laughed. "Ok dented it then, you did have a thing for him when you first started at Uni." "Maybe." "So what did you do?" Helen asked. "He managed to get Julian to dress up in an old fashioned woman's swimming costume and got a couple of photos. Which somehow appeared on the students' bulletin board." Rach said. "It was easy. The guy was a jerk who couldn't handle his drink." "Yeah but you brought the costume and the camera." "He deserved it for what he did to you. I don't allow people to use my friends." Rach smiled in reply. "One thing about you, you're very protective of your friends." She said. Andy nodded and smiled, then noticed Helen looking at him. She has a slightly quizzical look in her eyes. "Did you do many tricks like that?" She asked. "A few yes, but not many." He answered. "Who are you kidding, he was quiet a joker at uni." Rach butted in. "I could tell you loads of stories about him. Most of them are against those who upset his friends." "I'm sure Helen doesn't want to hear about my misspent time at uni." Andy said nervously eyeing Helen. "Oh no, I would be glad to hear all about your mischief making." She replied waving to Rach to continue. With a grin Rach launched into another tale about Andy's activities when the two of them had been at uni. Andy sat still embarrassed as all his darkest, most mischievous actions were spilled to his new girlfriend. To his shock Helen seemed to lap them up, urging Rach to tell another tale as the last one ended. All the time she was giving Andy strange looks that he could not read. Finally she turned to look directly at him "You do not seem to be the same person you were then." She said, "you were very boring on our first date." Andy spluttered for a second at her bluntness. "Rach had said you were a laugh to be with, I didn't smile once all night." "I was nervous." Andy said weakly. "Why?" "I've not had good experiences before with women and didn't want to appear to flash." "Andy has a habit of going into his shell when he is nervous. He's ok once you get to know him, but before that he'll sometimes be too quiet." Rach said emphasising the last two words as she glared at him. Helen laughed softly. "I think I understand. I knew a pal at school like that." As she spoke she shifted slightly towards him. Andy glanced at Rach his eyes wide in surprise. She smiled knowingly and Andy realised she had figured out what the problem had been with the first date. As they chatted Andy relaxed, Rach had told so many of his worst behaviour he did not have to worry about embarrassing himself any more. As he did so Helen seemed to thaw rapidly. She moved closer to him and soon began chatting with him happily. The afternoon passed quickly as they sat, ate and chatted. The four of them relaxed and enjoyed each others company. They were having so much fun that they failed to notice the dark clouds that slowly filled the sky above them. The first warning they had of the impending storm was a loud clap of thunder. They jumped and Helen gave a sharp squeal. A second later the heavens opened and rain began to pour down on them. "Where the fuck did this come from?" Steven snarled as they clambered to their feet. "Never mind that, let's get back to the cars." Rach said. They all began to throw the picnic stuff into their bags. By the time they had finished the storm was raging over head. Bolts of lightning flashed across the sky and thunder roared with each bolt. The rain streaked down drenching them. Holding onto the bags they dashed back through the forest as fast as they could. Rach and Stephen soon pulled ahead as she knew the way. Helen was unable to keep up as well and Andy hung back with her. He hoped he could remember the route back should they loose sight of Rach. He caught sight of Stephen disappearing across a clearing down the trail and dived towards the clearing. As he got close he felt a sudden tingling. Something at the back of his head warned him to stop. He did so stopping suddenly just before the clearing. Helen shot past him heading towards the clearing. Andy's unease rose and he grabbed at her, catching her arm and pulling her back towards him. She turned to stare at him. "What you doing we'll lose..." Her words were interrupted as a bolt of lightning struck a tree at the other side of the clearing. With a sharp crack the tree exploded showering strips of bark across the clearing. Andy twisted round to protect Helen from any shards that might reach them. He felt her jump and wrap her arms around him in terror at the explosion. She looked over her shoulder at the remains of the tree. "I would have been caught by that if you had not stopped me." She said her voice shaking in shock. She was still clinging to Andy and he could feel her shaking in his arms. She almost sank to her knees as the shock of her near miss hit her. He looked around knowing instantly she could not continue. Through the trees he saw a small shelter for walkers. "Come on let's get under cover." He said having to shout over the almost constant roar of the thunder from the storm. Helen let him lead her over to the shelter where she sank a bench. The shelter did not protect them much, but it did block the full force of the wind. The rain swirled around the shelter but did not hit them with its full force. Andy sat next to Helen his arms around her shoulders. She clung tightly to him and he could feel her gasping sharply for breath. Around them the storm raged, blasting the wood with its full force. The rain fell in streaks driven by the wind. Above them the sky was ripped apart by massive bolts of lightning that flashed wildly across the sky. Each bolt was accompanied by a roar of thunder so powerful it took Andy's breath away. He felt as if the storm was pressing down on him, at the same time he could feel the power of the static electricity in the air. His skin tingled and he felt as if his body was being jolted by thousands of electric flashes. "How did you know?" Helen asked her eyes wide as she looked up at him. Andy shrugged. "No idea, I just felt it and knew something was going to happen. That's why I grabbed you." He told her. "It was a good job you did, I could have been killed." She shook as she spoke. "It's alright neither of us was hurt so no worries ok." Andy told her squeezing her softly in his arms. She nodded softly then suddenly kissed him on the lips. Andy felt her lips pressing against his and after a seconds surprise began to kiss her back. Suddenly she pulled away and pushed herself away from him "I'm sorry I did not mean to do that." She said with a gasp her hand coming up to cover her mouth. "Why not I liked it?" Andy asked. "You did, I was not sure you would. I am not the most beautiful woman around." "What!?" Andy said shocked. "Well look at me, I am too small and thin, my breasts are too small and I am not that good looking." Andy looked at her as she stood in the rain. Her black hair was drenched by the storm the rainwater dripping down her face. Her thin white blouse clung to her body tightly. Her eyes flashed with the lightning and he could see a wild look in her eyes that matched the way he felt. "You're gorgeous and sexy Helen." He told her. "No I'm not." "Yes you are," he told her and pushed himself up. He took her in his arms and pulled her towards him. She looked up at him her eyes wide not sure what he was going to do. Holding her softly Andy lowered his mouth down to kiss her firmly on her lips. For a second she was tense then kissed him back softly then pulled her head back. "You mean it?" She whispered looking up at him. Andy nodded. "You think I am sexy?" Again Andy nodded. "Yes very sexy." He told her. "I thought so the moment I saw you. I hoped that somehow you'd like me so one day I might be able to make love to you because you were so sexy." Her eyes widened in surprise. Then she kissed him, harder this time. He kissed her back, as he did he felt her fingers tighten around his arms. Then she slid her arms around his neck and held onto him as she kissed him passionately. He felt her lips open to his probing tongue. The storm thundered around them and Andy felt his body reacting. He was suddenly breathless and yet powerful at the same time. His blood seemed to respond to the flashes of lightning, becoming like fire in his veins. He kissed her hard, wanting to almost devour her with his kiss. She clung to him sinking into him letting him hold her. They had been kissing for nearly a minute when Andy felt her fingers rubbing against his groin through his jeans. He knew she would be able to feel how hard his cock was. Just holding her and kissing her like this had turned him on. He hoped that fact would not put her off. As her fingers pulled down his zip he knew it had not. Her fingers wriggled into his jeans and slid around his cock. They felt small wrapped around him as she began to slide her hand up and down him. Andy gasped softly as she began to wank him off. Softly she pulled his cock out still rubbing her small hand up and down him. Then she dropped quickly to her knees in front of him and slipped her mouth down over his cock. Andy gasped as she sucked on him. His mind wheeled and he panicked for a second. What if someone came by and saw them, what would happen? Then as her lips slid up and down him sucking him deeply all his worries left his mind. He moaned softly at the pleasure of his cock in her mouth. Looking down he watched as she slid her mouth up and down him. His cock disappearing into her mouth was an even bigger turn on. She sucked hard on him, her lips moving rapidly up and down on him. Andy gasped and moaned at the feel. Her hand wrapped around the base of his cock holding him still as she moved her mouth up and down him. Soon he could feel himself getting close to cumming. Before she brought him to his orgasm she pulled away and stood up. "I want to make love to you." She hissed softly and pushed him back onto the bench. She climbed up to straddle his thighs and pulling her panties aside lowered herself down onto him. She gave a deep gasp as she took his cock inside her. Andy moaned as he felt how tight her pussy was around his cock. She felt so tight he wondered if she was a virgin, if she had let him take her virginity. But the way she had sucked on him and the way she was riding his cock indicated that she had experience and was not a virgin. Andy could see her face in the flashes of lightning. Her blue eyes were half shut as she gasped riding his cock. Rain ran down her cheeks onto her blouse drenching it further. The thin white material clung to her chest showing her small breasts. He wanted to feel them, to take them in his mouth and suck on them. He clawed at the buttons of the blouse, in his need tearing some of them off. He ripped the blouse back over her shoulders and behind her back. He could see that she was wearing a thin pale pink teddy. Her breasts were held in the cups, only just big enough to push out the material. Andy slid the straps of the teddy down exposing her breasts. He stared at them, taking in their small form before reaching up to rub his fingers over them. His nerves were so wired by the static in the air that he could feel every crease of skin, every small bump and ridge on her nipples. He ran his fingers over the nipples squeezing them firmly. Helen hissed at the touch of his fingers. Her motion on his cock increased, moving faster up and down on him. Andy gasped then lent forwards to take one tiny breast into his mouth. He sucked hard on it, drawing out the hard nipple and flicking his tongue all over it. The Picnic "Mmm Andy," Helen hissed. He smiled softly to himself and moved to suck on her other breast giving that the same treatment. She began to ride up and down faster, her arms wrapped tightly around him. Andy sucked on each breast again them moved up to kiss the base of her neck before kissing her hard on the mouth. Her lips opened and he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth. They kissed hard and passionately. His hands cupped her breasts squeezing their small forms into her chest as she rode his cock for all she was worth. Her tight pussy slid up and down on his cock, sending waves of pleasure through him. "Oh god Helen I'm going to cum." Andy hissed feeling his orgasm getting close. "Yes cum baby cum in me." She whispered back. He felt her tightening her thigh muscles making her pussy seem even tighter around his cock. With a deep groan he felt his body tip over into an orgasm. Helen gave a shudder as she felt his cum pump into her body. Andy clung to her kissing her hard as he came, pumping his cum into her body. She clung to him moaning softly until he had cum in her then she lifted herself up off him. "That felt so good." She said. "Oh god yes, I've wanted to do that with you from the first moment I saw you." He told her. Gently he pushed her back onto the bench the kissed her hard on the mouth. As he did his hands cupped her breasts then he slid one hand down between her legs. Helen hissed as he began to rub softly at her pussy, running his fingers all the way down then back up to circle her clitoris. "Oh Andy that feels good." She murmured. He smiled as he pushed his fingers back down her pussy. He pushed two fingers inside her sliding them deep into her pussy. "Oh fuck," Helen gasped as he did. Andy lowered his mouth down to suck on one breast as he slid his fingers in and out of her pussy. Helen wrapped one hand in his hair, her fingers winding around the wet strands of his hair. She pushed his head down towards her pussy. "Lick me please," she begged in a soft voice. Andy had no objections and happily allowed her to lower his face between her open legs. He pushed his face in between her thin thighs and licked his tongue along her pussy. Helen hissed softly at the touch. Andy pushed his tongue into her pussy, squirming to get around the crotch of her teddy. He pushed it aside but it simply moved back to get in his way. He glared at it angrily then took it in both hands. As a loud clap of thunder rolled over them he tore the crotch in two. Helen gasped as she felt him ripping the teddy apart. Then she moaned as he lowered his mouth back down onto her pussy licking his tongue into her wet pussy. Andy felt both her hands in his hair pushing his face into her pussy. The rain landed on his back and head and he could feel the lightning flashing through the sky reflected in the tingling of his tongue at the taste of her pussy. He pushed his tongue deep into her licking at her. Helen moaned deeply as he licked at her. He reached one hand up to squeeze one breast, his other hand resting on her leg gently pushing it aside to allow him even better access to her little pussy. Helen moaned and gasped at the touch of his tongue. Andy moved his tongue up to lick at her clitoris which made Helen moan even louder. Her felt her lift one leg up resting it on his shoulder. He circled her clitoris with his tongue flicking the tip round it. Then he flicked his tongue over the mound. Helen moaned and squealed softly at the constant touch of his tongue. He pushed two fingers back into her tight pussy as he licked at her clitoris. The fingers of his other hand rubbing at her breast and nipple. Helen squealed loudly her fingers clinging to his hair. Her body rocked and writhed in time with the lightning flashes in the sky. Glancing up between her legs Andy could see her arching her head back. Rain splashed on her naked chest in the bright flashes of lightning. She was gasping hard for breath as he licked at her. The thunder claps slammed into them causing her to gasp harder at the force of their pressure waves. Andy focused on giving her as much pleasure as he could. His fingers pushed in and out of her pussy and he ran his tongue rapidly over her clitoris. His other hand rubbed hard at her breast. "Oh god Andy yes, I'm cumming please yes." Helen squealed pushing his face deeper into her pussy. "Lick at my pussy oh yes god unnnn!!" Her words vanished into a long squeal as she came. Andy felt her body writhe and rock with the power of her orgasm. He licked at her clitoris until he felt her sink back her orgasm over. Then he pushed up from her smiling at the look of ecstasy on her face. "You look like you enjoyed that." He said and she nodded in reply. Then she slid off the bench to her knees in front of him. Her fingers reached up to wrap around his hard cock. She softly rubbed her small hand up and down his cock, then lent forwards and slid her lips down the length of his cock. Andy watched as she took nearly the whole length of his cock in her mouth. She held him there for a few seconds then pulled back. Looking up at him Andy could see her blue eyes glistening in lust as she took his cock in her mouth again. This time she pushed her mouth down until she held all his cock in her mouth. He could see her fighting not to gag on him as she sucked hard on his cock in her mouth. She began to slide her mouth up and down his cock. Each time she took his whole cock deep into her mouth. As she sped up he could feel the head of his cock brushing against the back of her throat. He could see that she was fighting not to gag but she kept on taking all his cock. Andy moaned and gasped as her lips slipped up and down his cock. She got faster and faster, sucking hard on him and licking her tongue around his cock. She reached one small hand up to wrap her fingers around the base of his cock. Holding him still she began to move rapidly up and down his sucking hard on him. Andy gasped at the feel of her mouth moving along his cock. She licked her tongue up the underside of his cock and then curled it around the head. Andy moaned at the feel. She smiled up at him and licked her tongue wickedly all over the head of his cock. Andy gasped sharply. Then she drew him back into her mouth sucking hard on him and slowly sliding her lips up and down him. She began to rub his balls with her other hand running them between her small fingers. Andy moaned and gasped loving the sensation. Again she began to slide all of his cock into her mouth. This time she was slowly sliding her mouth up and down him sucking hard on him as she did. Her blue eyes looked up at him glistening in the lightning. Andy groaned as he could feel his orgasm building. The sight of his cock vanishing totally into her mouth increased the eroticism of her oral skills. He wrapped his fingers into her hair like she had with him earlier as she brought him closer to cumming. "Oh Helen you're going to make me cum." He gasped as a warning to her feeling his orgasm was close. Her eyes glistened wildly and she sucked harder on him. He gasped deeply as he felt that familiar feeling in his groin that meant he was about to cum. Helen slid her mouth up his cock just before he came. Gasping he pushed her back down. She did not resist instead she lowered her mouth down onto him taking the whole of his cock in her mouth as he came letting his cum pump into her throat. Her eyes widened slightly but she did nothing else except hold herself still and swallowing his cum as it filled her mouth and slid down her throat. Andy gasped deeply as he came holding her head until he had pumped all his cum into her mouth. Without saying anything he pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard then pushed her back onto the bench. He sank down kneeling between her legs and guiding his still hard cock into her tight pussy. With a hard thrust he entered her pushing his cock deep inside her. "Oh yes," she gasped as he pushed into her. "Fuck me please." She moaned. Andy began to thrust hard into her, pushing his cock deep into her tight little pussy as hard as he could. Helen clung to the edge of the bench as he rammed into her body. Andy kissed her lips and neck constantly as he fucked her hard. Beneath him he could feel her small body rocking each time he thrust into her. Her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him into her. Andy gripped her shoulders as he slammed into her pussy hard. He could feel her opening around his hard cock, tight and wet around him with each thrust. She was gasping and moaning under him, squealing wildly with each thrust. Helen sank back onto the bench pulling him down onto her. Her legs were still wrapped around his body but now her hands clung to his shoulders her fingers digging into his skin. He could see her face, screwed up in wild passion. Her were eyes tightly closed and her mouth open gasping with each thrust into her. He held his weight up with one hand resting on the bench by her head and looked down. Each hard thrust into her sent a shudder through her small body. He could feel her thighs gripping him tightly holding her against him. Her chest rose and fell in rapid breaths. Rain dripped down off his chest onto her stomach. He reached his free hand up and took hold of one breast. His fingers rubbed at the nipple. He could still feel every nuance of shape and form of her nipple. Above them the storm blasted across the sky. Off to one side Andy heard another tree being torn apart by a lightning strike. Helen jumped beneath him at the sound. His lust seemed to be fuelled by the power of the storm. He took her hard, thrusting his cock deep into her tight pussy. She responded wildly also seemingly fuelled by the storms power. "Yes, oh yes, ram into me, fuck my pussy hard." She gasped and moaned urging him on. He squeezed at her breast, pawing at it. His thrusts slammed into her, piercing her body. She gripped his shoulders and clung to him with her legs. Her squeals becoming wilder and shriller with each thrust. Andy thrust in and out of her breathing hard as he fucked her. Her squeals of passion urging him on, making him go faster and harder. Then suddenly her body went ridged, her felt her legs tighten around him. With a high pitched squeal Helen came calling out his name repeatedly as she did. He felt her pussy ripple with her orgasm as he thrust in and out of her. She gasped deeply and wildly until her orgasm died then sank back onto the bench. Andy kept up his deep thrusts into her. "God that felt so good." She gasped. "All it needs now is for you to cum in me." "I'm happy to do that if you want." He hissed back. "Like this or is there so way you want to fuck me first." Andy looked at her then glanced out into the wood. There was something he wanted to do, something he had seen when she had first ridden his cock. He stopped thrusting and pointed towards a fallen tree trunk. "I want to bend you over that tree and fuck you from behind." He told her, and then added. "And I want to cum in your ass." He had no reason to say it, other than his blood was boiling in his veins. His lust was high and he felt empowered by the fury of the storm. The near miss of the tree and the wildness of their lovemaking stripped away any fear from him. As he said the words a massive clap of thunder made their shelter shudder, her eyes widened in shock. Suddenly all his fears reappeared. She pulled herself from under him looking him in the eyes. "You really want to do that?" She asked slowly. He nodded carefully hoping he had not just ruined everything. She stood up slowly moving away from him. In the half light he could see her backing from him naked apart from her black skirt. She reached the tree and lent against it her hands resting on the damp bark. Andy felt as if time froze for a second. A bolt of lightning shot across the sky in its bright flash Helen turned and lent forwards over the tree. She reached back and pulled her skirt up over her buttocks. Looking back at him she said: "Do it!" It was Andy's turn to stare wide eyed. He stood and walked towards her slowly. It felt as if this was all a dream, a wild fantasy. He reached where she was stood and looked down at her. Her legs and buttocks were pale in the half light of the storm. She rested her arms on the tree and smiled back at him. Andy slid his fingers round her hips as he guided his cock into her pussy. He thrust into her hard and she gasped. His fingers tightened around her hips as he began to thrust in and out of her. She gasped and moaned as his cock pushed deep into her tight pussy. Andy gasped deeply thrusting in hard and deep. Her pussy felt even tighter around his cock and for some reason he could feel even more of her as he thrust in to her. He fucked her hard hearing her gasp and moan. Her fingers gripped the bark of the tree as he thrust into her. She turned her head to look back at him, her eyes glistened and the rain water splashing on her cheeks. "Fuck my ass." She said softly. Andy stopped his thrusts and pulled his cock out of her pussy. Slowly he guided himself to her anus. Helen looked back at him biting her bottom lip as he pressed the head of his cock against her ass. Looking down Andy thought her ass look small next to his cock, but oh so sexy. He pushed forwards watching as his cock slid into her. Helen gasped and he felt her tense. Her ass was tight around his cock and he pushed hard against the resistance of her ass. Helen hissed louder and he glanced up to see her eyes screwed tight. She was biting her bottom lip so hard she had almost drawn blood. Andy stopped pushing scared he was hurting her. She reached back with her one hand and rested her fingers on his hip. She tried to pull him towards her. "Don't stop, just take my ass now." She hissed. He nodded slowly then pushed into her again. Again he felt her ass tighten around him as she hissed and tensed. He pushed against her but could not get any deeper into her without using force. She looked back at him her fingers still on his hip. He clenched his lips together and tightened his fingers around her hip. He took a deep breath in slid out slightly then thrust in hard. He felt her ass resist him for a second then his cock forced past the tense muscles into her. "Shit!" Helen gasped sharply. Holding her still Andy began to thrust in and out of her ass. "Fuck god oh unn fuck." Helen hissed as he thrust in and out. He continued to thrust in feeling her fingers digging into his hip. "Oh god that's so hard." She muttered looking back at him. "I can stop if you want." He said but she shook her head. "Not now, keep going." He nodded and continued to thrust into her ass. If he had thought her pussy was tight her ass was tighter. He gasped having to thrust hard to push his cock deep into her. She twisted to lean over the tree both hands resting on the bark. He thrust faster into her fucking her ass hard. His thrust pushing her forwards until she was lying on the tree with him resting almost on top of her. He pushed his cock into her ass hard and fast. Helen squealed and gasped deeply and wildly. Her head rocked rapidly with each hard thrust, her hair flicking streams of rain as it flew in the air. Andy reached one hand up to grip the back of her neck holding her still and thrusting in hard. By now he was thrusting in as hard as he could. Her body rocked under him against the tree and he could hear her wild squeals as he fucked her ass. Glancing down he watched as his cock slid in and out of her ass. The light from the storm made her skin seem paler than normal. Her ass and legs showed up bright against the dark of the tree. His cock seemed too thick and long to be able to enter her tiny ass. Yet as he watched it slid into her right up to its base with each thrust. She pushed up and back, thrusting her ass towards him as he fucked her. He moved his hand from her hip under to grab one breast. Then he grabbed the other breast with his other hand. He pulled her back against him squeezing her breasts into her ribs with his fingers. She was squealing loudly as he fucked her ass hard. "God oh god Andy! Fuck so hard, god too much oh god yes. Fuck my ass oh Andy, no don't, stop." She moaned and squealed in a long stream of words. He grunted in reply pushing himself to keep going fighting against the need to cum. "God I'm close to cumming." He gasped to her. She laughed and squealed on hearing his words. "Oh god yes Andy, cum in my ass." She shouted. "Fuck it until you cum in me." He ran one hand back up to her neck pushing her forwards over the tree and ramming into her hard. "Unn yes oh fuck Andy god so hard." "I want to cum, want to fuck your ass hard and cum in it." "God yes!" He thrust in harder, ramming into her ass as hard as he could manage. "Unn so hard, too hard fuck Andy not so. Oh god yes cum please do it." Helen squealed loudly her fingers ripping at the bark. Her body shook wildly with each thrust into her. Andy felt himself getting closer to cumming. His need grew each time he thrust into her. He grunted through clenched teeth determined to not stop until her came. Helen had stopped speaking, only able to squeal and gasp now. Andy felt the rain beating against him. A bolt of lightning light up the sky, a second later thunder seemed to rip apart the air. Andy came gasping sharply and burying his cock deep into Helen's ass. She gave a wild squeal of passion as he came he felt her body shudder under him. They held still frozen together in their moment of passion. Then Helen collapsed onto the tree as he pulled out of her his having pumped all his cum into her ass. He staggered back against the shelter breathless and shocked by the wild act they had just both taken part in. Helen twisted round to face him her eyes wide and her face aglow with wild lust. They stared at each other breathless and amazed. Then Andy pushed towards her and enveloped her in his arms. She kissed him hard on the lips then gave a wild exulting laugh. "God that was the best sex I've ever had. You can fuck my ass again any time." She shouted. "Whenever you want." He said. "But we better head back before Rach sends out a search party." Helen laughed and nodded. The two of them dressed quickly in their drenched and muddy clothes. They headed through the wood as the storm, which seemed to have faded as their lovemaking ended, drifted away. Reaching the cars they found Rach and Stephen sat in their car. Rach climbed out on seeing them and ran towards them. She stopped when she saw the state they were in and stared at them for a second then gave a satisfied laugh and turned away. Before she headed back to her car she glanced back with a smug 'I told you' look on her face. Andy looked at Helen and they both laughed then kissed hard before walking hand in hand back to his car. The Picnic I had been staying with my Aunt Alice in Virginia for the summer. It had been long and hot, but we were now approaching fall and the temperature had started to cool at last. I was sad because I would be saying goodbye in a few days to return home to prepare for my final year at high school. It was my eighteenth birthday and Aunt Alice had promised me a special treat. She was going to take me for a picnic by the river at the foot of the mountains. It was such a nice place, right beside the wide river lined with incredibly tall pines, and beyond that, the Blue Ridge Mountains. Aunt Alice spread a red tartan blanket on the ground and I helped her bring all the food packages from the station wagon. Then I helped her unwrap all the things and then to set it all out. It looked so lovely and appetising and I wished that these happy times could go on forever. After we'd eaten and drank far too much, Aunt Alice said, "Well, honey, I've just got to find me a quiet spot where I can pee." "Can I come, Auntie Alice? I think I feel the need too." "Come on," she said, and held out her hand. We found a nice sheltered spot only a few yards away, under a mountain ash, which was ringed by bushes, where shafts of sunlight sliced through the branches and settled in mottled pools on the grass. "Just here, honey. This is going to suit us just fine," she said. I stood still for a moment while Aunt Alice looked around her. "Go on then, Sugar -- you first! You can do it here. There's no one to see you." "Well, apart from you that is, Aunt Alice." "Don't mind me, honey. Your Aunt Alice ain't gonna embarrass you none." When I saw that she intended to stay and watch me pee, I thought: "Oh, what the heck. She's only my aunt, after all." She folded her arms and watched me pull down my knickers. I held them out the way and crouched, but I just couldn't get started. When I knew it wasn't going to happen I apologised and got to my feet. "What happened, Sugar? You kinda jammed up?" "I'm sorry, Aunt Alice. I guess I just got tight all of a sudden. I'm not used to somebody watching me." "It happens. It'll come again when it's ready." I started pulling my underwear back up. "No need for that," she said, smiling. "Just step out of them, honey. There's something I want to show you." "Are you going to pee too, Aunt Alice." "Better'n that, honey." She walked off a few paces, made sure there was nobody else about, turned around and looked at me. There was a curious look on her face. "Take off the rest of your things, Sugar, there's a good girl. And when you're ready, come and lie here on the grass." I did as she said, folded my clothes into a neat pile on the ground beside me and then walked over to where she stood waiting in the half-shade of a tree. Then I got down and lay on my back, looking up at her big smile and crinkly eyes, the whites of which were like saucers flashing in the dark. The parched grass was itchy and made me wriggle about. Aunt Alice laughed heartily. The sun came from behind a cloud and went right into my eyes, dazzling me so that I had to hide behind my hands. Then, without a word, she stood over and astride me and lifted her flowered, cotton dress, holding it out like a parasol. I was absolutely astonished to see she had nothing on underneath. "Is that better, Sugar? Is the sun out of your eyes now, honey?" "Oh, yes, Aunt Alice, much better." It was indeed. But best of all, I could see her naked charms and for a moment I wondered if she had simply just forgotten to wear her underclothing today, or perhaps it's exactly what she'd intended? My heart beat wildly as I gazed in disbelief at her secret place -- her 'winkie', as she liked to call it. And then she said, "Now Sugar, honey, all you have to do is to lie still. I have a special birthday surprise for you. Today, as it's your special day, I'm going to baptise you with God's water." I was wondering just what she meant by "God's water"? Aunt Alice liked to give me surprises every now and then. But I was puzzled by her intentions as she continued to hover over me, protecting me from the sun. I gazed up and down at her long, well muscled legs. They looked strong, yet soft and were the colour of dark-roasted coffee, paling to a lighter hue at the tops, and almost yellow-white where her underclothes should have been. I suddenly felt quite light-headed and breathless. It was at the tops of and between her legs that I just stared in amazement. I couldn't believe the amount of hair that formed the big black triangle there. I had never seen anything like it before in my life and wondered if that's how all girls become eventually? I had been a late starter and my own hair was still quite soft and downy and fair in colour. I had only started to physically mature in the last two years. Aunt Alice's great bush looked so luxuriant, almost glossy. Oh what a glorious sight this was to behold and my heart thundered in my ears as she shifted her balance and brought one hand up inside her dress and started fingering her 'winkie' -- as if she was tickling it. "Are you ready, Sugar?" "Yes, ma'am." "Then close your eyes now... They closed, honey?" I did as I was told. "Yes, Aunt Alice. I've closed them all right." "You sure, now?" "Yes, Aunt Alice. I promise you." "Okay then. Good girl." For a moment nothing seemed to happen, and then I heard a soft hissing sound and felt the warm water splashing down onto me. It made me jump and I could not help but let out a tiny shriek and at once I opened my eyes. Dear Lord God above, I could not believe it. Aunt Alice was letting go her pee all over me. I tried to roll out of the way, but she trapped me with her feet. Then all of a sudden, she stopped peeing. "Stay there, Sugar." Her voice was firm but reassuring. "I think you have been waiting for this for some time. Am I right, child?" "Y-yes, ma'am." But I feel so ashamed." "You have no need, my child. It is The Lord's work. Only he understands why we do the things we do." "Yes, ma'am." "So, lie still and enjoy the gift." "The gift, Aunt Alice?" "The gift of love." I saw her fingers going inside her again, and moving, slowly at first, then faster. "Do you love me, Sugar honey?" "I do, Aunt Alice -- more than anything in the world." "Then drink from me, honey. Taste and swallow the holy water until you are filled with the joy of our good Lord. Happy birthday, Sugar, and may God Bless you." And with that, she pulled her fingers from her body and started peeing again. I did as she bade, marvelling at the tremendous stream now once again spurting from between her legs as if a dam had burst. It was a magnificent sight. She was able to guide the flow by circling her hips and rocking back and forth and by bringing her hand to bear, and using her fingers, she was able to control the flow, varying it from a single stream to a wide, sprinkling spray like that from a watering can. In this way she was able to soak every part of my body. It was simply the most delicious feeling I had ever had. I felt liberated. The warm splashes seemed to caress me, kiss me, bathe me. And when I saw the 'holy water' coming towards my face, I opened my mouth and accepted 'the gift'. It splashed onto my lips and onto my tongue and some went down my throat as well. It was deliciously warm and golden and salty. I managed to take three good gulps before her spasms finally ended. I felt a tinge of disappointment as the last drops of water dribbled down from her. It was strangely exciting being under her dress and not being able to see her face, although I secretly wished she could have seen me drinking from her. Then she would've known how much I really loved her. "Wait a moment, Sugar, don't get up yet," she said, passing me down a pretty handkerchief. "Be a sweet girl and just dry me off, honey. Will you do that for me?" "Yes, ma'am. I dabbed at the glistening drops of moisture that had become trapped in her hair. As I did this, I felt her move against the handkerchief. "Oh-my! Sugar, honey, you are such a sweet, sweet joy. You bring your aunt so much happiness. God bless you, child." Aunt Alice sounded breathless. Through the thin cotton of her dress I could see her enormous bosoms heaving against the sky. Then she stepped off and away from me, smoothed her dress, and patted her hair. She offered me her hand and helped me to my feet. "I hope you will come to stay with me again next year," she said. "But of course, Aunt Alice. I love it here, being with you. You take good care of me, and make me so welcome. I love your cooking, all the things we do together. Of course I'll come next summer, if you would like me to." "Oh, Sugar, honey. I'd love that more than anything. You can come every year - and Christmas too if you've a mind to. We could have such a wonderful time down here. You'll adore it. The snow on the mountains - and the trees and the river freezing over. It's just... it's just so, so... beautiful, honey." Aunt Alice took my face between her hands and kissed my mouth. I felt the lightest flick of her tongue in the brief exchange. "Now, Sugar, you must go and bathe in the river, cleanse yourself. But be careful, the current is strong. Do not go in too far." "No Aunt Alice, I won't. Don't worry, I'll be careful." "I'll butter some muffins with lots of jam for when you get back. And we'll finish the cream soda and coffee before we go home." I was so happy I could have cried. I had made Aunt Alice happy too. I was sorry that our summer together was almost over, but she had asked me to come back again and so I was full of joy. I felt so proud and carefree skipping down to the water's edge. My hair flew around my head in gay abandon and one time I actually caught a bunch of it between my lips. It was damp and when I sucked the strands of hair through my teeth I could still taste Aunt Alice's slightly salty pee. When I got to the river and dipped my toes, the cold water took my breath away; but when I had become used to it I lowered myself down carefully and bathed while my heart soared to the heavens. I felt that my soul had just been cleansed and set free, But there was something else too... I suddenly felt a warm flowing sensation between my legs and when I looked down into the river, a pale yellow cloud was spreading from me, colouring the crystal clear water. I'm peeing, I thought joyfully. I am able to pee. It has come at last. Oh what happiness! Such sweet, sweet happiness! The release of all my inhibitions had happened on this one special day. My eighteenth birthday. Dear Aunt Alice. Thank you for setting me free. I do so love you! Something told me I would never be quite the same person again. THE END The Picnic Jane waited by the window for John to arrive in his new car. She remembered their first encounter, that special night at the hotel. Jane placed her hand on her chest and could feel her heart starting to beat faster, her hand slowly moved over her firm breasts, continuing down towards her white lace knickers, feeling the damp patch soaking though the fabric. Just then she heard the engine of John's car pull up outside. She quickly grabbed her purse and ran out the door. John smiled as he saw Jane, walking up the path towards him. His cock twitched with fond memories of their passionate night together. Jane didn't know what john had planned for the day, only that she was to dress in the sexiest cloths she had. Jane knew just what to wear, a beautiful see through top and patterned micro skirt. Jane smiled, she could see John looking her up and down; He sat there paralysed not being able to take his eyes of her sexy long legs. As they made eye contact, Jane could see by the look of lust on his face, that she had got the desired effort. As Jane entered the car, John leaned over and kissed her passionately, placing his hands on her face, he pulled her in tight. It was only a short drive to where John had planned to go, but that didn't stop him from slowly running his hand up the inside of Jane's leg. Jane responded to his touch, her legs opening so his hand could slide up and under her skirt. Jane could feel the softness of his skin, as his hand ran over her silky smooth skin; John found his fingers playing with the edge of her knickers, tracing the length further round her thigh. Jane spread her legs wide, wanting him to feel the wetness that was forming. Her excitement growing as he teased the opening, Jane looked over and saw his cock getting hard under his jeans. She wanted to reach over and hold it in her hand, but just then John announced that they had arrived. As they pulled up to a secluded spot, Jane could see a small pond in the distance, with flowers and trees nearby, creating a natural barrier from the road. The perfect place for privacy, Jane thought. John grabbed the picnic basket from the car and quickly kissed Jane passionately, before taking hold of her hand and walking towards the pond. John arranged the blanket, making sure they couldn't be seen from the road. He took the Strawberries and Champaign out of the basket. They sat there drinking and talking; John occasionally would stop talking and just stare longingly into Jane's eyes. The sexual tension began to build. Suddenly John reached down and took a strawberry, dipping it into his Champaign. He raised it to Jane's lips, where she slowly sucked the juices from the berry, Jane opened her mouth and bite through the strawberry. The juices running down her chin, John quickly bent over and started to kiss her on lips, their mouths pressed hard together, tongues twisting, fighting to dominate the other. John ran his tongue along the length of hers, tasting the mixture of Champaign and Strawberries juices. They lay there together, their arms wrapped around each other. Legs entwined, Jane could feel his cock stirring in his jeans. She pressed her body closer to his, forcing her breasts against his chest wanting to feel his body next to her. John held her tighter and continued to kiss her, taking one hand and placing it behind her head; running his hand through her hair. John rolled her onto her back and while they continued to kiss, he slowly ran his hand from her ankles all the way to her thighs, over her hips and round her back. His fingers running the length of her spine, feeling every curve as his hands continued to tease and massage her body, Jane sighed as she rocked her hips, her pussy rubbing against his leg. John reached under her top, cupping her breasts genteelly and circling her nipple. John could tell immediately that Jane was getting aroused; her nipple getting hard under his touch. He held it between his fingers and genteelly tugged, his hand caressing Jane's firm breasts. John started to kiss Jane's neck, every so often stopping, just to suck and nibble on her ear, sending shivers down her spine. His hands were running over Jane's sexy curves, exploring every inch of her body. But John's hands were not the only ones busy; Jane had placed her hand on his chest. His muscles tensing as she ran her nails across his skin, Sending John into a wild frenzy of lust. Her other hand sliding down his inside his jeans. Jane's wrapped her fingers around his cock and squeezed. Slowly she moved up and down along the shaft, circling the tip with her finger. John grabbed her hand removing it from his around his cock; he pinned her down and started to kiss Jane's body. She struggled under his grip, trying to break free and return the favour. John held Jane, keeping her from escaping his grip. Using his weight to hold her down, John reached round and with one quick hand movement, unclipped Jane's bra, allowing her beautiful firm breast to be free. John traced the curve down one breast, with his tongue and slowly kissing up the other, continuing up onto her neck. His hands searching under her top, holding the breasts with his mouth, he licked, sucked, nibbled and kissed them, taking the nipple between his teeth while his tongue flicked over it, sending Jane wild, screaming that she wanted him, telling him to take her now. The Picnic You have arranged a surprise getaway for us, you have told me only that you are in charge of the trip, that I am not to worry about anything because you have taken care of arranging everything and to just relax and enjoy myself. We get into the car and start heading west, you are showing me different little sights and we are enjoying the beautiful scenery as we drive. We have started to head up into the mountains; I figured you must want to take me to see the Aspens, it is early fall and the Aspen trees have begun to change their foliage from green to stunning gold. The sight of seeing so much gold peppered in between the pine trees is truly spectacular and breathtaking. After driving for several hours we stop at a little diner for an early dinner. The place is cute and enjoyable, pretty simple with a fun waiter that gives us great service and keeps us laughing with his jokes. During dessert you start to tell me that this trip comes with a few rules. The first rule is that I have to do whatever you say without question – I look at you with my eyebrow raised and you tell me that you won't be asking me to do anything that I would be upset about however that if I do not follow the rules there would be consequences. I think about it for a moment and agree knowing that you would always keep me safe; I am intrigued to find out what you would be asking of me. The second rule is that you do not want me to wear panties for the rest of the trip. I start to say that it would feel strange and I don't think I could do that. I see you smile and remind me that you are the one in control and that I have to do as you say. You tell me to go in and remove my panties and bring them back to you. I immediately start to get wet; I am not used to having anyone tell me what to do and begin to think that this might be fun. I excuse myself from the table and go in to the ladies room to do as I was instructed. One of the waitresses is there and I suddenly feel like I am doing something naughty – we smiled at each other and I went into the stall to remove my panties. I realized that I did not have anything to put them in as I did not have any pockets in the pants I was wearing, so as I came back out of the stall I had them folded in my hand. The waitress was still there and saw them; she gave me a big smile and asked if I needed anything. I told her no and she asked what I was doing; I thought I might as well tell her since she didn't know me from Eve. After telling her what I was asked to do she said that it sounded very hot and that she hoped I would have a great time. I came back to the table and could not keep myself from smiling. You had watched me the entire time as I walked back to you. I gave you my panties which you then put into your pocket and you asked me to sit by you. When I sat down you leaned in close and whispered for me to kiss you and that you were going to slip a finger in me because you wanted to taste me. I was very wet by this time and the thought of you touching me sent a little shiver down my spine. You unzipped me under the tablecloth and reached in to my pants and slipped your middle finger in, smiling at me as you felt how truly wet I was. You started to move around and I was rubbing against you – every now and then you would circle my clit; I know that I moaned as I started to get that little tingle announcing the beginning of an orgasm. When I did you stopped and brought your hand up and put your finger to your mouth and licked it off then leaned in and gave me a very deep kiss. You excused yourself and left the table, as soon as you left the waitress I had been talking to earlier came over. She could see that I was flushed and told me that she had watched the whole thing, told me how hot it was and that she wished that we would have done more. I was so surprised that anyone had seen us, thought we were being pretty careful about everything – guess not. She told me that she had also gotten pretty excited and was so wet that she would be going home after her shift and surprise her husband with a great story and some hot sex. We got back in the car and headed off again, you said we were not too far from where we would be staying. You did not mention anything about what had happened in the diner and I could not help but keep thinking about it and how turned on I was. I was hoping you would stop the car and let us have a backseat quickie; instead you reached over turned on the radio and held my hand until we arrived at a sweet little cabin. The sun was just starting to set and the sky was amazing, it made all of the colors so intense and I was in awe of the landscape and the beauty around us. We unpacked the car before the sun had gone down completely and started getting our things arranged inside. Then you made a lovely fire for us and asked me to go into the bedroom, shower and come back out wearing what you had laid out on the bed for me. When I went into the room I saw the most beautiful deep blue silk nightie on the bed. I thought you were so sweet to give me this gift and I couldn't wait to put it on and show it to you. The shower felt wonderful and I felt beautiful wearing the lingerie. I came out to show it to you, you asked me to come to you; when I did you stood up and started to caress me and cover me in little kisses. I was going weak in the knees from your touches and the increasing passion of your kisses. You had me sit down next to you and started playing with me – dipping into my pussy and feeling that I was so wet for you again. You leaned me back and started to lick and suck my clit and began to use two fingers inside me. You told me that I was not to hold back that you wanted me to cum and cum hard, you wanted me to cum in your mouth. With this permission I just concentrated on how amazing and intense the feelings were, how wonderful your tongue and mouth felt. It was not long before I came for you soaking your hand and mouth. I wanted you inside of me right then but you said no; that I was only going to be able to pleasure you using my mouth and fingers, as you had done for me. I did as I was told and had you lean back while I traced along your hard cock with my tongue, kissing you all along your shaft until I could see you start to strain with the longing of actually being in my mouth. I kept licking and kissing you, sometimes dipping down a bit lower to flick my tongue around the sweet little rim of your ass. Each time I did this you bucked against me. I finally took you into my mouth, slowly at first then deeper each time until I could take you all of the way to the hilt. Your breathing was getting deeper and faster as I kept going, I did not let you come back out of my mouth, just kept swirling my tongue around your cock, sucking you in again and again until you exploded into my mouth with a deep groan and a final thrust. I took all that you had and then reached up to kiss you so that you could taste yourself on my lips. Since you would not allow us to go any further we spent the rest of the evening talking and enjoying just being with each other and finally went to bed with you holding me and kissing me softly then gently drifted off to sleep. When we got up you said that you planned for us to go on a picnic later and had picked out a perfect spot. I loved how sweet the trip was and enjoyed having you take care of everything. You laid out what you wanted me to wear and sure enough it did not include panties. Had to smile at that because I thought you had been kidding about that point. I thought I would test you a bit and decided to put on a cute little pair of lace panties. When I went into the kitchen to greet you for breakfast you gave me a little kiss and hug, then you reached into my shorts and felt the panties I had slipped on. You told me that I had disobeyed and that I would have to accept my consequences. With that you pulled my shorts off and then my panties – took me by the hand and sat down in a chair at the table, leaned me over your lap and began to spank me. I had never been spanked as an adult other than an occasional smack on my tush during sex and the shock of what was happening was intense. When you stopped I had a very rosy bottom and could feel the heat. You told me again that I was to do as I was instructed then you pulled my shorts back on and made us breakfast. I did notice that I was wet again and as I watched you I could see that your cock was hard, I wanted to feel you inside of me but knew it was not up to me; that you were in control. When it was time to go for the picnic, we gathered a few blankets and the food and drinks that you had prepared and set off for the site. It was another beautiful day and I was looking forward to a wonderful time with you. When we got to the site I was so impressed; we were in a meadow that had a little creek and pond with more mountains in the background. We found a nice grassy spot under some Aspens, started to spread out the blankets and get everything arranged for the day. When were done we went for a walk along the creek and skipped some stones into the pond. When we got back to the blankets you started to undress me and said we were going to sunbathe for a while, I had no problem with that since there was no one around us. You were so sweet as you rubbed the suntan lotion all over me; I kept getting little shivers as you got close to my pussy. We relaxed and let the sun, filtered by the Aspen leaves play on our nude bodies, you stroked my hair and gave me kisses, and I felt so loved and content. I started to get the urge to play and wanted to take you into my mouth again. You said no and that I would have to wait, I made a motion to go to you and you said that if I did not listen you would make us pack up and go home. I knew that after testing you earlier you meant what you said so I just relaxed again and fell asleep. I woke up to the feeling of having my pussy played with, I also realized that I could not see because I had something over my eyes and that I could not move my hands because they had been tied to the tree behind me. I thought what is going on here and tried to get you to untie me. If you wanted to play I wanted to play with you too. You told me that you had planned everything and that I just needed to trust you and do as I was told. Thought this could be pretty hot and since we were alone we were fine. You told me to relax and just enjoy what I would be feeling. Again I felt my pussy being played with, being spread open by fingers and having your tongue licking and sucking my clit. To feel your fingers tracing circles around my nipples which were very hard and then feeling your tongue and mouth sucking them deeply. This was all very intense, the feeling of my bare skin in the open and the pleasure you were giving me. You could tell that I was getting ready to have an orgasm and then you stopped. My heart was racing because I had been so close. You told me that you were going to tease and that you would not let me to cum until you allowed me too. My pussy contracted when I heard that and I wondered how long you would tease me. You gave me some water and started to feed me, a few grapes to start, followed by some strawberries – you fed me everything by hand, what a strange feeling. Every now and then you would reach over and lick one of my nipples or pop a finger or two into my pussy – I could not see anything so I would never know when those times would be. When you had finished feeding me you said you were going to clean up a bit and for me to try and take a little nap. I felt completely open and did not want you to leave me alone there. You told me not to worry that I would be fine. As I heard you walk away I began to struggle against the ties that held my hands – they were not tight and I did have a bit of slack to move but could not get them off. I finally gave up and relaxed enough to fall back asleep. Again I woke up to the feeling of my pussy being played with – a warm gentle licking and sucking. Oh it was so amazing, I decided that I liked being brought close to orgasm and being made to calm back down in order to be bought to the brink again and again, I just wanted to truly enjoy the experience. The licking and sucking continued and I felt my nipples being played with, mmmm, ohhh yes, this is wonderful I thought relaxing and taking it all in. Then a shock, I felt my nipple being sucked – what was going on? How could I have my pussy licked and sucked and have my nipples sucked at the same time. Who was this? What was happening? Then another shock, another mouth licking my other breast, there were three mouths' working on me. I struggled against my ties and was told by you to stop or the pleasure would stop. My mind was racing I wanted to be free from the ties, to see who was there and find out how this happened. I also wanted to feel more. I trust you to keep me safe and knew that this would not be happening if you were worried at all. I agreed to keep going, you said "Good Girl." All at once I had sensations of being touched and kissed all over. You were kissing my mouth, someone else along my breasts and stomach and another kissing my thighs and flicking my clit. You replaced your mouth with your cock and I felt myself being spread open and having my pussy licked and sucked, then felt a slippery finger pop into my ass as I was being pleasured. I had never experienced so many sensations at once. Then I felt another finger go into to my backside as I felt two fingers go in to my pussy. I was being brought to another brink of orgasm and everything stopped. The next thing I felt was you pulling out of my mouth, I figured you were going to slide into me. Instead I felt someone leaning over me and realized it was a woman in a 69 position with me. You told me to start licking her which I had never done before, as soon as I did I felt her begin to lick me. She was so warm, wet and tasted sweet. I was told to do everything to her that she was doing to me. I was shaking by this time because I was so turned on and couldn't believe this was happening. Every time she licked me or sucked my clit or lips I did the same to her. I could feel her beginning to move against my mouth and realized that she was being fucked from behind, lucky her. The woman stopped and I felt the man take her place. I now had a cock and balls above me and someone else was lapping at my pussy. I took the new man into my mouth and felt him licking my pussy as well, it seemed like they were taking turns, then I felt you enter my pussy. I wanted to grind against you so hard; I needed to cum and wanted you so much. Then I heard you moan and realized that as I was being licked you were to. The man was taking turns licking me and then you, this was so fucking hot. Each time you went into me he would lick me and as you came out he would lick your shaft. I could feel your cock growing inside me as you enjoyed these feelings together. I heard the other man moaning and you told me that he was having his ass licked and fingered by the woman. I knew that everyone was getting close to cumming and everything stopped again. You told me you were going to untie me and that you were going to let me see who was there and that you were going to let me finally have my orgasm. I was very excited to know who was there and wanted to see everything that was going on rather than just having random images in my head. I did feel relieved to have my hands free as I had wanted to use them so much during all of the playtime. When I could see I realized that the other couple was the waiter and waitress from the restaurant. You told me you had found the diner a few weeks ago and met the couple. You had a great conversation with them that had everyone pretty hot and set up the plan then. The others just smiled at me and told me this was an incredible experience and that they were having so much fun. I was asked how I felt and if I wanted to continue. I was so ready to start again – absolutely yes, I wanted to continue. I wanted to play with you now and we went to the man and started to lick and suck his cock together, taking turns popping him in our mouths while his wife positioned herself beneath you and started to suck your cock. Her husband was using his hands to play with my drenched pussy and was sliding his fingers in and out of me. As we started to get close to our orgasms we stopped and went back to our mates. You took me from behind, sliding in so deeply and so did they it was so erotic to watch each other, we would reach over and touch each other and then concentrate on what was happening. Everything felt so electric, so intense – the groans and moans were coming more rapidly and the stroking of each cock getting deeper and faster until we all started to cum at once. We spent the rest of the afternoon playing with the couple and each other and just enjoying ourselves until we decided it was time for everyone to head home. I will always remember that trip and will look forward to anymore you decide to plan – of course, I will try to do my best at following your orders – well, maybe I might slip up once in a while and have to deal with the consequences. The Picnic "More cream for your tart, dear Constance?" Lady Emma brushed my hand with hers as she passed me the silver-clad tub of whipped cream, and I blushed—not only at her intimate touch by a hand that had known me to the depths, but at the tight little smile and the arch that had gone to her well-plucked eyebrows when she mouthed the word "tart." I felt so exposed. I had never intended to be in the combined presence of the two, and yet here I was, sitting in a small glade above the Thames at Lord Thomas and Lady Emma's Caversham Park retreat having a civilized picnic during an interval in the annual Henley Regatta, and the tension in the air was palpable. Or at least it was in my experience. I could hardly breath—and it wasn't all because of the tightness of the bone corselet or the heat of the day heightened by the billowing skirt and layers of petticoats I was wearing. Thomas and Emma, conversely, looked perfectly comfortable and in their element. I had not meant for it to happen—not any of it—most especially my trysting with Lord Thomas. But when that life-changing event occurred, I had barely come out of mourning for my dear Trevor, lost in the Boor Wars at such a young age and leaving me with barely enough wherewithal to exist and certainly with no skills to improve my lot unless I could find an appropriate place at court or as a tutor or as a companion for another, better situated, widow. It had been my first outing to Covent Gardens after two years of widow weeds—and I had always been so young and gay before I lost Trevor. Lady Helen, my companion for the evening, succumbed to the vapors with the concert barely started, and, it was foolish and selfish of me, I know, but I had stayed on at the theatre when she had withdrawn. I assumed there would be carriages available for the return to my nearby modest mews townhouse—and there may have been—but Lord Thomas offered to accompany me home in his carriage at the end of the concert, and I had no reason to refuse. I was so young and naïve then. I had known nothing of Lord Thomas's reputation or his arrogance and audacity. But part of the fault was mine, I must admit. I found Lord Thomas intriguing, even when viewed from afar and regardless of my feelings for Lady Emma. I should have enquired about Lady Emma—asked why she was not with him at the theatre. But I did not. And he did not take me home in his carriage—or at least not at once. Not for well over an hour. His carriage furiously rumbled out into the countryside and then back into London. On a rural byway, where there was no one but Lord Thomas's driver—and henchman—to hear my pleas, Lord Thomas took advantage of me in his carriage, cruelly, forcefully, and despite my gasping begging that he forebear, with no one there to heed my cries of violation. I cannot accuse him of deflowering me, as I was a widow, and my Trevor, who had been highly sexed and—to my own enjoyment as well, I must admit—had claimed his husbandly right nearly nightly in our short time as man and wife. In fact, I ached from the absence of his more than dutiful cocking—which may have contributed to the ease of Lord Thomas's victory over me. Almost before I knew what was happening to me in that darkened carriage, Thomas had one hand inside my bodice and the other under my skirts and on my mound. And then for miles and miles through the rural roads, I was trapped between the carriage seat and his plunging pelvis, as he pushed my skirts above my waist and spread my legs with his hands wrapped under a knee and around an ankle and cocked me with a member much more filling and able to reach deeper inside me than Trevor ever had done. Lord Thomas was a master cocksman, which I only later heard rumored frequently around court, and I was vulnerable and without attention for so long after a brief period of fully satisfactory lying with my young husband. And I am shamed and embarrassed to admit that I moaned and flowed for Thomas repeatedly in that lurching carriage while he seeded me twice—in separate channels. I later could attest that Thomas seemed to prefer the nether channel as being tighter and giving his cock more pleasure. I refused to see him after that—for a full two weeks. But one rainy afternoon, he had tippled too heartily at his gentleman's club, and he forced his way into my small mews home and pushed me down on my knees in front of him and made me give him suck before he carried me up to my bed and pounded that big, hard, ruby-red-headed cock inside me while I gave him every reason to believe that it was just what I wanted him to do. When he finished in my vagina and, having hardened again, he turned me on my back and took me in the other channel—something my husband had never done. I denied him nothing and cried out for the feel of his semen flowing deep inside me. Nothing made me more lustful for a virile man than the prolonged loss of the one I once had. And Lord Thomas had a commanding presence, a comely body, and an oh so insistent and masterful hard member. And, I cringe to say, it was all overwhelmingly exotic and arousing for me. In those two weeks I denied him, I melted to the remembrance of his member working inside me and mingling his flow with mine after more than two years of abstinence. And I blush to admit that I especially enjoyed the close fit of his cock in my arse channel. From there the decision was almost too easy to make to accept his offer of a stipend if I opened my legs to him whenever he called on me to do so. A young widow who has been raised in the gentry and finds herself bereft of her honorable support has to do what she has to do. Life is cruel and a constant danger for such as I. If that had been all there was to that, it would have been nothing special or unusual. But my wantonness inside the lord's household had already been established before that momentous carriage ride. I have no idea what working of the humor of the gods had set Lord Thomas on me, but perhaps my having already been a tertiary figure in his vast household had set his ardor and determination in motion. I had barely met him before he assaulted me and made me a wanton woman, however. The earlier connection had been Lady Emma. Less than a year after I learned of my husband's untimely death on the South African battlefield, I was introduced to Lady Emma, who was taking a tour of Italy, unaccompanied by her husband, and who needed a suitable traveling companion. A friend who knew of my plight recommended me to Lady Emma, and I found myself in Florence and then in Venice, and then, no doubt as a result of the exotic and sultry environment of the Italian phallus-shaped peninsula and all those suggestive statues of naked young men, writhing on a chaise lounge just inside a balcony on a Venetian canal with Lady Emma's head between my parted thighs and her tongue lapping between my labia and at my clitoris. Again, my young, highly sexed Trevor had brought out needs and desires in me that had, in their sudden and prolonged denial, weakened my moral fiber and turned my head—and opened my legs upon clever and well-planned seduction. Upon returning to England, Lady Emma had granted me a small stipend for the privilege of visiting me in my bedroom and disrobing and sharing a forbidden love with me that I increasingly took a full share in. Thus, my dilemma when the invitation came for a weekend in the country at Lord Thomas's Caversham Park retreat to take in the Henley Regatta, the shell-boat racing on the Thames. If I had known that I was to be the only guest, I would not have come despite my cravings and fatal curiosities. "Strawberry, Mrs. Wilson?" Lord Thomas asked, offering me the porcelain bowl filled with the reddest, ripest strawberry's I'd ever seen. "Yes, thank you, My Lord," I responded with my eyes cast down. When I lifted them to take the strawberry, Lord Thomas held my hand for a few seconds longer than necessary in the exchange of a plump berry. Then, as I watched, he took one himself and worked it slowly between his lips in a sensuous movement that sent my heart palpitating. All the time his eyes were watching mine, and he was undressing me with them—as slowly as he disrobed me before laying with me on those few occasions when he wasn't in such high heat that he took me, like a dog, on the stairs to my bed chamber. I turned and looked at Lady Emma, hoping beyond all hope that she was not seeing the possessing look Lord Thomas was giving me—but her eyes were on mine as well, and they had the same look of ownership and domination that her husband's had. Then she looked away and I also looked back at Lord Thomas. He was holding a strawberry in his mouth and Emma turned her face to him. She brought her lips to his, and they lustily shared the fruit, the red pulp dripping down their chins. I cast my eyes down, not wishing to intrude on this intimate moment between husband and wife, and I saw that Thomas had pushed Emma's bodice off her breasts and he was cupping one of her pointed orbs in his hand. I gave a little involuntary cry and lowered my eyes to my hands as they lay in my lap. "Oh Constance. Sweet, sweet Constance," Emma murmured, and she moved around to one side of where I was sitting on the picnic cloth and Thomas moved in closer to me on the other side. It was only now that I noticed that Thomas's breeches had been unbuttoned and Emma's hand was just now pulling away from his freed and aroused cock. Emma turned my face to hers with a delicate hand cupped under my chin, and she gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. I felt a hand at the straps to my summer frock and my bodice being lowered to my waist and a hand—Thomas's hand—was cupping my breast. His thumb and a finger closed on my nipple, and I moaned. "Oh, Lord Thomas! Lady Emma! I don't think . . ." "Hush, hush, my dear," Thomas whispered in my ear. "No need for pretense. I know you and Emma have been lovers. I have known since before I took you myself. We are able to share and share alike, we are." "Oh," I moaned. Lady Emma was working on the lacings at my back, freeing me of the confines of my dress. Lord Thomas snapped his fingers and muttered, "Champagne," and a handsome young footman stepped forward with a chilled open bottle of the liquid. As he stood there, smiling down at me, in ready attendance, Thomas's hands were working under my skirts and petticoats, pulling away my undergarments. I nearly swooned as his strong hands cupped my now-bare mound and I felt a finger enter me in search of my secret treasure. I fell back into Lady Emma's arms in a near faint, as Lord Thomas called for the champagne. But he did not drink the cool liquid; instead, he tippled the bottle over my chest and let the champagne cascade down on my bare breasts. And then both Thomas and Emma, one at each breast, were drinking of the champagne off my heaving orbs and nipples. I was shuddering and moaning and, yes, sighing at the lips nibbling at my breasts and at the working of Lord Thomas's meaty finger inside me, which had found the prize it was seeking. Emma left Thomas to his devices for a moment, which were to raise me up and completely disrobe me and then to pull my back into his chest and bring me down into his lap, positioning my rear channel onto the great rosy bulb of his member. And I cried out and groaned as he slowly descended me on the full link of his mighty cock and impaled me to the quick. Meanwhile, while the handsome young footman stood there beside us, at attention, Emma had unbuttoned his breeches and was giving his cock suck. And his cock was enjoying the attention and was acquiring a prodigious erection. Then Emma turned her attention to me. Lord Thomas placed his hands under my knees and spread them wide and tipped my pelvis up on the cock he had staked up my arse hole, and Emma knelt down on her knees and placed her head between my parted thighs, parted my labia with her tongue, and fed on my inner sweetness while I gasped and moaned. Emma raised her head long enough to turn and utter a command to the footman and then, as she returned her attentions to my inner channel, the footman approached her from the rear, lifted her skirts over her back, crouched, and slowly entered her and started to fuck her in long strokes. His eyes were on me, though, and on Thomas's hands working my breasts as his hips went into a circular motion that permitted his cock to provide attention to every nook and cranny of my arse channel. The young footman raised his vest and shirt off his chest, and I moaned at the sight of the muscling on his body and how it strained and undulated as he pumped inside Lady Emma. The young footman leaned down and took my lips in his and kissed me deeply. He pulled away and smiled and his lips went to my ear. I gasped at his whispered, "Permission to fuck, Ma'am? Thou aren't so, so sweet." I was overwhelmed by the attention at the suddenly freeing knowledge that I need no longer keep one lover secret from the other. And having unclothed himself entirely as he was servicing the Lady Emma, I melted to the fine form of this young god. I murmured my acceptance. And after the footman had leaned down and whispered something in Lady Emma's ear, she moved her lips away from my nether lips and sat back on her haunches, as the young footman went down on his knees between my spread legs, Lord Thomas tipped me back on his impaling pole. The youth took his mighty rod in his hand and inserted it inside me just to the point where his bulb was rubbing against my clitoris, and he worked me there for some minutes while I watched his bulging chest muscles tremble with the effort and waves and waves of pleasure rolled over me. It was not long before I shuddered my surrender. At the point of my orgasm, Lady Emma took my lips in hers and swallowed my cries of release. And then the young, virile cock was plunging into the quick of me and the strong thrusts of the young footman were sending my arse channel to rising and falling on Lord Thomas's cock. Thomas bellowed in a cry of release, and he bathed in the insides of my arse as the young footman joined him in a victory spouting and I joined them in a second orgasm of my own. A picnic never to be forgotten that sent me to paradise in waves of ever-heightened pleasure. Ever the while, however, I was speculating to myself whether I would continue to enjoy separate stipends from Lord Thomas and Lady Emma—when I wasn't wondering how I could meet with the young footman's glorious cock and muscled body again. A young gentry woman widowed and set forth in the world on her own must be every mindful of her future prospects—and not all of her needs were monetary. The Picnic He takes you out for a romantic picnic. * * * * * Click Here to listen. (46 min/mp3) * * * * * The Picnic We load up the car and I put the picnic basket in the back with a wink to you and a quick warning not to peek. You giggle and brush your hand against the front of my jeans, making me gasp as your eyes widen at how hard I am at the moment. I open the car door for you and you climb in as I walk around to the driver's side. We drive out to a secluded spot I know of and I notice that you can't seem to keep your hand out of my lap. By the time we reach our picnic spot, I'm dying to get you stripped down to make love to you. I pull the basket out of the car and lay down the blanket before pulling you tight against me and kissing you passionately, my hands massaging and caressing your breasts. We slowly lower ourselves to the blanket without breaking our kiss and one hand slips from inside your shirt to slide down and caress your pussy through your pants. I hear you start moaning and I smile before pulling your shirt off of you. I reach into the basket and pull out a bottle of chocolate syrup with a mischievous grin and gently lay you back on the blanket. I look deep into your eyes with lust and slowly remove the rest of your clothes. I smile when I realize you aren't wearing anything under your pants. I place a gentle kiss on your sweet pussy, then kiss my way up your body to your lips. I can hear your breathing get heavier with anticipation. I lean back and create a trail of chocolate syrup from your neck to your breasts, outlining your nipples with the sweet, dark liquid. I continue the trail from your beautiful, heaving tits to your lovely pussy, letting it slip between your wet lips just a little.I put the syrup aside and slowly start to kiss and lick the syrup from your gorgeous body. I work my way down between your tits then around one of your lovely breasts, spiraling my way up to your hardened nipple and smiling when you gasp, then moan as I suck gently. Your moans get louder as my tongue flutters over your sensitive skin trapped between my lips. I continue to lick and suck on your beautiful breast until it is completely clear of the chocolate syrup, then slowly lick my way across to the other one, once again spiraling my way up to the peak and your sensitive nipple. Repeating the process as, this time, you hold my head tight against you as I clean your nipple of the sticky substance. I kiss my way back into the valley between them and begin the long, leisurely journey down your sexy body. I hear your breathing get heavier as my tongue dips into your belly button and then you gasp as my tongue brushes over your clit. You moan as my fingers gently part your sweet wet lips and I slide my tongue into you. I take my time as I lick every last trace of the syrup from within your dripping pussy. You hold me tight against you as you writhe in pleasure beneath the attentions of my tongue and, soon, my fingers as they stroke your clit. I hear you begging for more and I oblige you as you start crying out as you cum. "More," you moan in ecstasy. "Oh, baby, don't stop!" I slide my tongue from you and you look at me with mild disappointment till you see me pull the whipped cream from the basket. Your eyes widen in surprise and I start spraying the sweet stuff on your body. You moan in anticipation as I begin to repeat the process, licking you all over and taking extra time cleaning off your tits and sucking gently on your nipples. I slowly start licking my way back down your body, rubbing the the cream into your sweet pussy and sliding my fingers in and out of you to make sure that there's plenty to lick out of you. I feel you start to buck against my hand and you're soon cumming all over my fingers. I slip my fingers from you and lick the sweetness from them before lowering my mouth to you. I slide my hands under you and hold you tight to me as I start to lick your sweet pussy. I take my time to get all of the cream from you before sliding up to suck on your sensitive clit and you buck beneath me. I slide my fingers back into you and slide them in and out of you slowly till you cum once more. I raise my head from you with a mischievous grin and reach into the basket once again. You give me a look of curiosity and then smile when you see the container of honey I pull out. I move over to you and you brush your hand against me and I moan softly. Your eyes widen at how hard I am and you tell me to strip. I slowly remove my clothing and you smile even more when I'm finally naked before you. I pop the top off of the squeeze bottle of honey and start to bring it towards you, but you shake your head. I look at you quizzically and you look first at the honey, then my hard cock and lick your lips. I smile and nod and slowly start to coat myself in the sticky, golden liquid and I tell you that I have my own ideas to go along with it. I lean over you and drip the honey down on your lovely pussy, using a liberal amount then slowly lowering myself onto you. My mouth finds your sweet, coated lips and I start licking up all the honey I can, moaning as I feel my rigid rod slip between your lips. I slip my fingers back inside you, pulling honey out of you and licking it up as I feel your tongue sliding all over me. I moan loudly then suck your clit between my lips and hum softly. I feel you start to buck beneath me as your lips and tongue slide along the length of me and I go back to licking and sucking the honey from your sweet pussy. My fingers continue to slide in and out of you and soon you are cumming again and again. My moans get louder still and I throw my head back, calling out to you that I'm about to cum. I feel your attentions increase after I say this and I cry out in ecstasy, nearly screaming your name as I cum. Needing a few moments to recover, I climb off of you and pull the basket close. I give you a devilish grin and pull out handful of grapes and you ask me what I'm planning on doing with them. I chuckle evilly, then place one on your sweet pussy, gently slipping it into you. Your eyes widen in surprise until you feel my tongue slide into you and pull it back into my mouth. I slip another one into you and I hear you start moaning again in anticipation of my tongue following. I continue to lick you and pull grapes from your soaked opening till you beg me to make you cum. I smile and return my attention to your clit, causing you to close your eyes and moan loudly. Before long, your hips are bucking and you cry out that your cumming as my hands gently caress your beautiful breasts. I continue to lick and suck your clit till you can take it no longer and I move down a little lower to lick you dry. I reach into the basket one last time and pull out a bowl of sliced strawberries in that sweet syrup and you shake your head. "Not right now," you tell me. "I want you in me, now. The strawberries can wait." I smile and move in between your lovely parted legs. I place my tip between your slick lips and slowly slide into you, taking my time to get my full length within you. We both moan as I start to move, sliding out until just my tip is within you then sliding all the way back in. I reach forward and squeeze your luscious tits and gently pinch your nipples as my hips rock back and forth. I hear you start to whimper as I slowly make love to you and I feel your hand slip down between us. Your fingers part around my shaft as you rub your clit while I slip easily in and out and your whimpers become cries of pleasure. I start to move a little faster and your moans and cries get increasingly louder as I quicken my pace. your hips start pushing back against me and I feel your muscles tighten around me as you wrap your legs around my waist, pulling me deeper into you. I see you trying to hold it back and I tell you to just let it out, since there is no one around and you scream out loud as you cum. I slip out of you and you ask me where I think I'm going and to get my cock back in you, now. I smile at your words and roll you over onto your stomach. I coax you up on your knees and slip into you from behind. As I enter you slowly, you buck back against me suddenly, driving me deep within you. I hear you growl as you feel me fill you up completely and I grab hold of your hips. I slide out of you almost completely, then pull you back onto me as I thrust forward. I moan loudly as I repeat this motion over and over. You start calling back to me as I reach around you to stroke your clit, saying, "Oh god, baby. Don't stop! Please don't ever stop!" I reach forward with my free hand and massage your breast while I continue as I am, and I soon feel you tighten around my shaft as you cum, screaming my name again and again. I slip out of you again, thinking of perhaps doing something a little different when you suddenly turn on me. You force me back onto the blanket, your eyes burning with lust and desire and you mount me, sliding down the length of my shaft and sitting there for a moment. You look deep into my eyes and tell me that we're not going to stop till you make me cum again. I smile at you and tell you to do to me what you will and you growl that you plan to. You brace your hands against my chest and stare into my eyes as you start to raise and lower yourself on my hard cock. My eyes roll back and close as I start moaning loudly, my hips bucking beneath you. You start to slide up and down my pole even faster, ordering, then begging me to cum. I reach forward and start to caress your clit and you climax again, almost immediately. I watch you riding me, moving with wild abandon and I call out that I'm going to cum. You cry, "Yes! Yes, baby! I'm cumming, too!" I feel your muscles contract around me, milking my hard cock as it starts to jerk, shooting my cream deep within you and you continue to ride me until your orgasm passes. The Picnic The air was cool and crisp. Fall had finally arrived and relieved them of the scorching heat that had plagued them all summer. Fall was her favorite time of year -- cool air, football, and the state fair. And there is always an air of romance. She had been planning this picnic for weeks. It was his first weekend off in a month, and the kids had gone to a friend's house for the day. A basket of fried chicken, pimento cheese sandwiches, brownies and wine was ready to go. She had picked a beautiful spot in the woods where they often walked. They had never seen anyone out there, so she figured it would be a safe place. She had more than just eating a meal with him on her mind. They began their trek out to the spot. The walk was exceptionally beautiful, as the leaves were beginning to turn, but hadn't yet peaked. The air smelled so fresh. It was a little chilly, and she had forgotten her sweater. He pulled her close to keep her warm. She loved the way he could sense her needs and wants. He never hesitated in giving it to her -- whatever she wanted. She felt spoiled, but he always told her she was just loved. They made their way to the picnic spot, chatting along the way. He helped her spread one of the blankets out on ground and set up the picnic. The other blanket was in case they got cold, or they needed to cover up. It had been awhile since they really connected, and she wasn't going to waste this opportunity. He poured the wine, and looked into her eyes. He could tell what was on her mind. But then again, when was sex NOT on her mind. She had an insatiable sexual appetite, and wasn't afraid of trying new things. Making love outside is one thing that they had not yet tried. He hadn't even had a chance to pour the wine, and she started kissing on his neck. He shivered and a big smile came across his face. She knew exactly where to kiss him. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. She continued to kiss and mouth his neck. Finally, he grabbed her head, and pressed his lips next to hers. He pulled back a bit just staring into her eyes. Such kindness and warmth. Not to mention the passion. He brushed his lips to hers, gently licking her top lip. She gasped slightly. His kiss always took her breath away. He paused again, making her wait for the next one. He knew it was driving her crazy. He leaned in again, and nibbled her top lip first and then her bottom lip before finally slowly sliding his tongue into her mouth. She tingled all over. He wrapped his arm around her and gently laid her down on the blanket. He sat up beside her. He couldn't decide if her erect nipples were from the excitement of his kiss or the cooler temperatures. It didn't really matter, he just knew he wanted to feel them. In hands, with his fingers, and on his lips. He reached under her t-shirt and gently caressed her breast. She pulled her shirt over her head, and removed her bra. It was really chilly outside, and her nipples pebbled even more. He couldn't wait any longer, and he began to kiss her breast and nipple. He shifted so he was lying down beside her and with his other hand, he began caressing the other breast. He twisted her nipple between his forefinger and thumb. She started to squirm. He flicked his tongue across the sensitive nub and moved his lips to the other breast. Kissing her breast, then sucking her nipple. She was in heaven. She could feel her wetness soaking through her panties. Just the sight of him caused her to get wet. He moved his hand gently down her stomach and unbuttoned her jeans. He slid his hand under her panties. She opened her legs and welcomed his touch. He spread her lips open with his thumb and middle finger, and flicked her clit with his forefinger. A hard shiver rocked her body, as she moaned, "OH!" He could feel the wetness and could hardly control himself. He wanted to feel that wetness all around his cock. But he took a deep breath and began rubbing her clit with a slow, steady rhythm. He leaned in and kissed her again. Her head was spinning from all of the stimulation and pleasure. He stopped and pulled her jeans and panties off of her. In a quick moment, he had shed his clothes, spread her legs, and knelt between them. There she was in front of him. So beautiful. He told her this all the time, but she never quite believed him. Years of others telling her different were hard to erase. But in time, she would believe. He leaned down and ever so lightly, blew on her clit. She writhed around on the blanket almost to the brink of her first orgasm. He didn't want her to cum yet. He wanted to taste her first. His tongue massaged her clit as he slid to fingers deep inside her. She arched her back and dug her hips into the earth beneath her. She was tensing up, and he knew she was about to have her release. He kept licking her clit in a circular motion, and moved his fingers around inside her, and within a few seconds, she was gripping her fingers hard, and let out a cry with each wave of pleasure that escaped her body. This one was really intense, and he wasn't sure it would ever stop. But after a several seconds, her body relaxed but she was still breathing heavily. He retracted his fingers, licking them clean and then draped his arm over her chest and abdomen, holding her as she recovered. Once he thought she had caught her breath, he brushed her hair out of her face and gently kissed her. She reached down to hold onto his stiff cock. Oh my, she loved to hold it. To caress it. To kiss it. She rolled him over and kissed his chest. Then she traced her tongue down his stomach and down to the throbbing rod between his legs. She ran her tongue all the way around the head of his cock. She licked down one side of his shaft and up the other side. Gently, she caressed his balls in her had. She put the head into her mouth and sucked on it gently. He let out a groan indicating his excitement. She opened her mouth wide, and took in all of him. She licked all of it, and slowly began pulling her lips upward toward the head, gradually tightening her lips and tongue around his throbbing cock. She continued to suck on him until he could no longer take it. He stopped her and positioned her on her hands and knees. He positioned himself behind her, grabbed her hips, and gently slid inside her. His strokes were slow and deliberate at first. All the way out and slowly all the way in. Gradually, his strokes are more forceful and quicker. She reached down and began massaging her clit. The stimulation from her finger as well as the hard cock inside her were bringing her so close to another orgasm. She could tell from the groans and breathing that he was getting close as well. She couldn't hold it off any more. Her muscles tensed up around him and with a loud gasp, her body was rocked with wave after wave after wave of bliss. Her whole body shook, and she heard him let out a loud grunt and felt him empty himself into her. They both collapsed on the blanket. He quickly found the other one, and wrapped them in it. She leaned onto his chest and began stroking his hair. Her plan had been perfect. The Picnic It's a beautiful summer's day – not blisteringly hot, but warms enough to be out in the lightest of clothes. As arranged, I pick you up outside your office at 12.30pm. As you leave the building I can see that you have followed your instructions and are wearing a long, cream, button-through dress with simple pumps. From the way that your breasts are bouncing as you walk I can also tell that you are not wearing a bra, as instructed. I hadn't believed you would be so obedient. You slip into the car, and we speed off. You glance backwards and spot a large wicker hamper on the back seat. A small smile slips across your lips and is not missed by me. After a long drive we pull up in a car park which has a café in it, and as we get out I grab the hamper. I take your hand and walk you from the car park, past an area with some picnic tables and through some trees. There is a clearing of grass which runs down a fairly steep hill with woods to the left and the town is spread out below us like a map. There are a few couples dotted over the hill, but most people are still at work. We wander a short way down the hill and stop and put the hamper down about 20 yards from the trees on the left. I take a large rug from the hamper and spread it on the ground. You sit on the left edge of the rug, and I sit to my right with the hamper in front of us. I retrieve a sliver of black silk from the hamper and understanding my wish, you turn your head away slightly so that I can fasten the blindfold. I spend the next hour or so feeding you cheese and grapes, crisps and other tasty morsels. Telling you when you may drink. On occasion I tell me to stick your tongue out and wait while I put crushed ice on it and the sun melts it so that it trickles down your throat. Once we have eaten I push the basket to one side and we lay back. You raise your knees and rest them together with your feet apart – perfectly relaxed. I lay beside you with my right arm draped, lazily, across your stomach. We lay in the sunshine for a while, listening to birds, distant traffic and the mumble of other couples talking a few yards away. I remove my hand from your tummy and you feel the fabric of your dress move slightly. You assume it's the gentle breeze, but then you feel my fingers walking up your inner thigh. I move them on to the front of your legs and up onto your pubic bone, which I can feel is thinly veiled in a sheer fabric. I trace the edge of your panties and then slip a finger around them and find that your pussy is already moist in expectation. I run my fingertip up and down your feminine folds, pausing to tease your clit at the top and arse at the bottom of each run. The different sensations are starting to make you squirm. I whisper in your ear that you should lie still, which you find difficult, but manage. I push a finger into your wet pussy and start sliding back and forth, quicker and quicker, before returning to playing with your clit. You sense that my hand has gone and can only imagine what is coming next. Nothing could prepare me for what you feel, even though you can hear you rummaging around in the hamper. I tell you to open your mouth and, slowly, you do. You can feel a freezing fruity lolly sliding over your bottom lip, and your tongue accepts it gratefully. As quickly as it appeared, it disappears and then you feel two things happen simultaneously: your skirt is pushed up to your waist and you can feel the fresh air all over your legs and tummy which are now fully exposed, and you can feel the cold lolly pushing at your pussy lips. It slides in easily and you catch your breath as you slide it up and down inside you. Your pussy is so hot that when you next feel the lolly in your mouth it is much slimmer than before. You can taste your juices mixed with the fruit and it's divine. I take the lolly and suck it myself, before tossing it to one side and burying my head between my legs so that I can get at your juices first hand. You can feel my warm tongue against your lips, and I am lapping hungrily at you now. Your hands stray to the back of my head and push my head further down on to you as you roll your pussy up to meet me. I retract slightly and use my hands to push your knees together and I slide your panties down to your ankles and off. I then push your legs wide apart, with your feet close together so that your pussy is wide open and inviting. There is not much fabric in your thong and you can feel me gently pushing it inside you, making the most of the fact that every time I push some more material into your eager pussy my fingers are going deep inside you. Once it is inside you, I gently pull on the tiny 'tail' that is still outside and you can feel the tugging deep within you. I reach up and you feel me undo the blindfold. As you blink away the bright sun you look down where you can see me playfully pulling at your panties with my teeth. You look around and see that at least two other couples are trying desperately to look as though they are not watching ... and failing. They are rapt by our every move. I pull a little harder and your panties are released from your pussy and I crawl towards you with them dangling from my teeth. You open your mouth and I let them drop into your mouth where the mix of juices and fruity stickiness is amazing on your taste buds. I sit up and let my fingers drift down to your pussy lips which are aching and throbbing. I can sense that you are keen to have my thick cock inside you and after teasing you with two and then three fingers in your pussy, I use the juices which have run down over your pink puckered anus and slide my middle finger inside. It takes your breath away and you can feel me wriggling it inside me. I put your thumb inside your pussy and you can feel me pushing thumb and finger together through your flesh. Your pussy lips are pulsing and you are getting desperate to fuck me. I quickly withdraw and stand up. I lean over you and slowly undo all the buttons on your dress, starting at the top. As I see your breast, I gasp, ever so slightly, and I cup each one in turn, pinching the nipples, and squeezing them together. I remove your panties from your mouth and take something else from the hamper and tucking it in my back pocket. I offer you my hand, and, grateful that as you stand you are no longer on show to anyone else, you take it and follow me. As you move your dress falls open and you try to cover yourself. I pull at your hand and as you look at me, I slowly shake your head. I lead you into the edge of the woods. And you follow, stumbling slightly on the uneven ground. When we are a few paces inside the woods, I turn you around and sit you down on a fallen tree. I stand in front of you and undo my jeans and release my long vein lined cock for you. You lean slightly forward and take it in your mouth, letting it slide between your lips as your head bobs up and down on it. Your fingers stroke my balls and your fingernails tickle a little. You can see my legs twitching occasionally and I spread my feet a little to be more stable. As you get more excited you let your finger run between my legs and to my arsehole where you insert just the tip and excite me even more. I don't seem to be able to take much of this, and very quickly I pull you up off the log and push you against another tree. The tree is quite sturdy but the trunk is only about 8" in diameter. Your hands are on the trunk and feet are about half a yard from the tree so that you are leaning on it on my shoulder. I tap at the inside of your ankles so that you spread my legs further, making you a little lower too. Then it happens. You feel my cock forcing its way into your tight pussy. I grab at your hips so that you can't move out of my direct approach. I start thrusting into you and you start to cry out a little, only too aware that you cannot scream. I swish the skirt of your dress to one side and slap your arse, hard. Your head jolts back and you take a sharp breath. My palm lands a few times more and you know that I am leaving red hand mark on you. You can sense my urgency and my strokes get deeper and quicker all at once. My grip on your hips is vice-like and you know you will have a few more bruises, but they will be a gentle reminder tomorrow of today, and you are grateful for them. Within a few minutes you can feel me buck and thrust deep into you as I let my cum explode inside you. You hear me groan as I am spent and then you feel my weight as I lean forward over you, exhausted. We stay there for a couple of minutes and you can feel my cock softening as you milk it with your muscles. As I pull away from you, my hand stays on your lower back enforcing the fact that you should hold your position. You can feel a few drops of cum as they start to slide down your inner thighs. "Do you like the fresh air?" I ask. "Oh, yes", you say "It makes me feel so alive." You feel me gather the flimsy material of my dress and I straighten it down over your arse which is sticking out. "Then you should feel more of it," I say, and you hear a strange sound. It is a second before you realise that I am cutting your dress shorter. You make a move to stop me, but I warn you there would be a penalty for moving. The scissors from the hamper slice through the thin material with ease. When I have finished cutting I tell me to stand straight. As you do so we both look down and see that the hem of your dress is now only an inch or so below your crotch. You look at me in disbelief, and see a wry smile spread across my lips. I reach out and do up two buttons at your waist. You start to help, but I hold your hands back. "That's enough buttons. You like the fresh air, remember?" I take your hand and lead you back to our picnic rug. All of the couples on the hill seem to be looking in our direction and you blush as you wonder what they must be thinking. Every pace you take reveals your nakedness and you feel vulnerable, empowered and sexy all at the same time. I bend down and retrieve a small bunch of black grapes from the hamper. I stand in front of you so that none of the watching eyes can see with any clarity what we are doing. Again I tap your feet so that you spread them a little wider. I pluck six grapes from their stalks and I pop one in your mouth, and one in mine. Then my hand takes the remaining four and lowers to find you're dripping pussy. They are large grapes but they slide easily inside you. I repeat this process again with more grapes, and then with a handful of cherries (stones already remove), and it is a sensation you have never felt before. On my third dip into the hamper I hide what I have picked up in my hand, and you look me in the eye as I raise my hand to beside your face. As you turn your hand you see that I have a plum in it, your eyes widen and you start to slowly shake my head. I nod mine and again lower my hand to your pussy. I have to tap your feet again to get the access I need to slip the fruit inside you, but once it's inside, your lips close again and all the fruit is locked in. I bend over again, and the thought of what I might be retrieving is terrifying you ... but I pack up the hamper, pick it up, and hold my hand out. You take it and we walk slowly back up the hill, back towards the car. As we get to the picnic tables I stop, and tell you to wait there. I go back to the car, and you can see me put the hamper in the boot and get something else out, something small enough to fit in my pocket. I return to you and I tell you to sit on the bench with your back to another couple who are a few tables away. I sit opposite you and hold your hands. I ask if I am having a nice time and you silently nod with a huge grin on your face. "How are you feeling?" "My pussy feels really full, like I could explode, and it's kind of squishy, but I'm very horny." I tell you to get up, walk around the table and sit on it facing me. You do this but are very aware of the other couple looking at you, and of how short your dress now is. You are sitting on the table and your knees are together, level with my chest. I slowly push your knees a little way apart and you can smell your fruity wetness. From the look on my face, you know that I can smell it too. I slide my fingers up your thighs and let two fingers slip inside you. I can feel the fruit in there and it pushes against my fingers, making you appear tighter than usual. I lick my fingers and you are slightly nervous as I reach into my pocket, but understand fully when I show you one of your vibrators. I slide all 6" of it into you. You can feel a strange 'bursting' sensation as some of the fruit flesh is giving under the pressure. I move the vibrator back and forth and you can feel it 'pushing' deep inside. I can't resist and turn the vibrator on, up through its settings until it is buzzing away so loudly you are convinced that the other couple can hear it. It's not long before actual fruit juice is seeping from your pussy and running off the edge of the table and onto my lap. I remove the vibrator and quickly lower my head to drink from your pussy. I lap at your lips with a thirst you have never known, and our display has finally outraged the other couple and they storm off into the café. With no-one else around, I stand up and release my cock from my jeans once again. This time there is no hesitation and I plunge it into you, feeling the fruity pressure and grabbing at your arse so that you can't move anywhere. It's only a short while before we can no longer take the excitement and I feel you jerk as I fill you to overflowing with my hot cum. You throw your head back, pushing your breasts out & scream as a massive orgasm takes control of every nerve in your body. You hear sounds behind us, a ripple of applause from 3 couples standing outside the café watching our every move. I quickly do up my jeans and gab you hand as we run to the car. You can feel the juices cascading down your legs, making you sticky and streaky. After a long, silent drive, I drop you off, but am careful to park 100 yards away from your front door. You get out of the car and give me a deep, lingering kiss which I return, never wanting the afternoon to end. Then I watch as you walk to your house. I can see that it is not easy for you to walk with the dripping and squelching that is still going on inside your pussy, and as you turn to wave, I smile. You blow me a kiss and then are gone. Until next time. The Picnic We had been camping out in the middle of nowhere for three days, desperate for a reprieve from our day to day lives in the city when the sky chose each and every one of those precious days to open us and shower us with buckets of torrential rain. This left us confined to our tent most of the time save for one delirious moment where we said "screw it" and ran around outside, splashing into puddles, getting filthy and laughing at the mess we made of ourselves. On the last day the clouds disappear, the sky brightens to its usual blue and the sun sparkles through the trees warming the atmosphere around us. "Well look at that." my long-time boyfriend Oliver observed after straightening up from pulling out the tent's metal stakes to take it down to be packed. "Huh?" I startled, his warm deep voice grabbing my attention. "The sun's out." he smiled. Being my focus was on his juicy peach of an ass I hadn't bothered to notice that the sun had made an appearance. "Of course." I laugh. "On the day we're leaving, of course it is." I pretend to pick up a little, gathering any trash we may have left behind but my eyes are still glued to Oliver's tall, lean, muscular build. "Perfect man body." I often tell him while my eyes roam over his broad shoulders, down to his narrow waist and strong legs. After eight years of being together, I still find him insanely sexy. An hour later we're pulled over on the side of the highway for a break from driving and a picnic. Both of us are stretched out on a blanket among a field of thick green grass, bellies full of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, delaying the rest of our trip home. As I prop myself on my elbows to look around, I notice that the breeze that has been sweeping over us has pulled Oliver's t-shirt up over the waist of his jeans exposing a sliver of creamy flesh. He catches me staring at him and shoots me a mischievous grin. I take this as an invitation, inching closer to him until my lips land on his temple and travel down the length of his face as my hand begins to roam over that sliver of belly, finger tips grazing the inside of his waistband. He turns to face me, soft lips gently meeting mine, over and over until he delivers his tongue, igniting the butterflies in my stomach. I feel them sending heat from my belly to the delicate parts residing beneath my sun dress. My tongue pushes harder against his. I feel his body turn to face mine. My legs part, one moving over his so I can feel his hardened cock press against me. His lips leave mine and travel down the length of my neck, teeth grazing the base of it sending jolts of electricity through my entire being. A barely audible moan escapes me when his hand reaches into the deep V of my dress, exposing the pink of my nipple and presses his mouth to it. As he licks and sucks my excited flesh, his fingers slide underneath my dress, tugging at my scant, lacy thong until I'm free of it. My dampened crevice fervently accepts his roaming fingertips as they encircle my clit. His mouth leaves my nipple. His body moves over mine as he lifts my dress above my hips and his tongue is pressing into the slippery place his fingers were, spreading me apart, lapping up the juice from my body making my legs twitch with ecstasy. "C'mere." I whisper. His head turns to kiss my inner thigh, then my belly before pulling again at my dress to get at my other nipple while I maneuver myself to unbutton his jeans, hurrying to yank them off his body. Once I have his hard cock in my hand I gently pull him closer to me, hips lifting so my eager opening can swallow him. "Suck me." he quietly instructs. My eyes look up to meet his smile broadening across my face. "Gladly." I return, delaying the instant gratification of fucking him. I kiss him deeply, pushing his body over so he's resting on his back before climbing on him, rubbing myself against his cock feeling the familiar twinges of an orgasm bubbling inside of me. He knows what I'm up to and pushes at my hips, wordlessly instructing me to do what he asked. I grin and get to it, letting my tongue slide over the smooth, velvety texture of his rock hard cock. Over and over I lick him until every inch of him is glistening before enclosing my lips around the head, tongue pressed against the ridge that separates the delicious part from the rest of his thick shaft. I suck and lick, moving further down to continue lubricating him. When my mouth moves back up to the head my hand grips the base, sliding up and down until I hear his breathing become more hurried. I stop, lick my lips and look up at him knowing that I am interrupting his orgasm. I move to kiss his mouth again while my hand takes his cock and pushes him into me, feeling every last delectable inch of him slide between my willing slit. Propped on my palms, my hips rock back and forth alternating between grinding against the base of his body and moving every inch of him in and out of my body. He pulls me down to meet his mouth, kissing me hard before abandoning my lips to suck on my nipples, hands grabbing my ass so I grind harder against him. It is then that the sound of my voice erupts from my throat as waves of sheer pleasure wash over me, drowning me in the most fantastic delirium I have ever known. Maybe it's him. Maybe it's this moment, or being out here in the middle of day in a wide open field feeling completely exposed that has me practically screaming with pleasure as my vagina contracts around his cock, over and over until the waves turn into ripples but not before Oliver's own orgasm erupts. Warm, thick liquid gushes into me making me want to come all over again. My body collapses onto his, lips delivering lazy kisses onto his neck before sliding off of him to lie on my back. Before we know it both of us have drifted into a satisfied afternoon nap among a field of thick green grass, the sun smiling down on us. The Picnic "It's the perfect place for a picnic, I promise you," she said as she grabbed the lunch she had made and stuffed in a grocery bag at home. "Won't the church mind us using their parking lot?" he asked as he glanced toward the church going stragglers chatting by the front walk. "Nah, I'm friends with Pastor Robertson," she said with a cheeky grin as she slung the blanket over her shoulder and turned to wave. A black suited man and his wife waved back cheerily. Then she turned to Glenn and stared into his eyes for a moment before handing him the bag of food. She stood on tiptoe and gave him a quick kiss. "Come on," she said as she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the woods. They walked past the old graveyard, down a little hill and entered a grassy valley. They jumped the tiny stream and followed it uphill to the verge of the forest. Still following the brook they walked past moss covered boulders and ventured deeper into the woods. After fifteen minutes or so they emerged into a grassy hollow clearing, with the creek babbling over a few rocks down the middle of the stream. The little meadow was surrounded on all sides by thick woods. The creek continued uphill towards it's source. Glenn smiled with approval, this was truly an idyllic spot. There was a little waterfall and pool formed by a fallen trunk and packed with years of accumulated debris. She spread the blanket out on a level area near the small pool, kicked off her flip flops and sank down, patting the spot beside her invitingly. Glenn set the food bag at the top of the blanket and plopped down beside her. They giggled and chatted as they ate the ham sandwiches, chips and bottled soda. There was a sudden huge clap of thunder that made then turn to look back down towards the church. Thick dark clouds had gathered while they ate, and a line of solid rain was visible quickly advancing. "Oh no! It will ruin my new silk blouse!" she exclaimed. There was no way they were going to make it to the car before they were soaked to the skin. Thinking quickly she looked around at the thin, hole ridden blanket and the remains of lunch. The hiss of the pouring rain was getting louder as the white line advanced through the trees. Glenn held up the plastic bag that they had carried lunch in. There was no way it was big enough for a raincoat, so Kathy made an impulse decision and with a resolute sigh, pulled her blouse off and stuffed it in the bag. Then she looked at her thin white pants and thought, "What the heck, he's seen me naked before." Mumbling under her breath she shucked them off and stuffed the pants in the bag, too. Glenn lay on one elbow watching spellbound, mouth slightly open as she slipped out of her undies and added them to the bag. "Well," he said, rising, "I don't want to wear wet clothes either." He yanked off his t-shirt and shoved down his jeans as the rain began to fall. He stuffed them in the bag on top of her clothes, then put the empty sandwich bag and chips bag across the opening and tied it shut. Kathy was still standing there, stark naked, looking down at him as he knelt to tie the bag shut. The pouring rain plastering his hair down, running down his chest and arm, dripping across his thigh. He looked up at her standing there like a pagan goddess in the pouring rain and saw her breath quicken. He stared for a minute at the drops hanging on the tips of her nipples, then reached up and touched his finger to one. She gasped and stared down at the muscles rippling in his shoulders as he put his finger to his mouth and licked the drop off, then reached back up to circle her nipple with the finger wet with saliva. "Ohhh," she said. "Mmmmm, Kathy," he said. He slid his hand down the side of her full breast, around her waist and down to her buttocks, as the other hand slid up the other thigh to grab the other cheek. He pulled her close and kissed just below her belly button. She melted against him then slid down to kneel on the blanket with him, each with one knee between the others thighs, bodies slippery with rain. She felt his erection grow, throbbing and twitching against her thigh, as he kissed her. He deepened the kiss then slid sideways down onto the blanket, pulling her down with him, then rolling over on top of her to kiss and nibble down the column of her throat, across her collar bone, over the top of her shoulder, tracing a zigzag path down to her nipple, as big cold drops splattered on her face. She arched up to meet his mouth and threw her head back as he laved her nipple with his hot tongue, then licked the rain from her cleavage in a burning path to the other. He sucked it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around, barely grazing it with his teeth, tugging slightly with his lips as it shriveled up into a rock hard nub. He ran his warm tongue along the soft underside of her breast, then slid lower to kiss her ribs, his damp chest dragging across her mons and sticking to and pulling the hair slightly, eliciting a sharp gasp as the shocks ran through her body. She whimpered softly as he licked the accumulated rainwater from her belly button, then he exhaled as he pressed a long, tender kiss on her fur, making her moan loudly as he nibbled further down her inner thigh. He slid his hand down her waist and cupped his hot palm over her mons as he licked the inside of her knee. She squirmed and raised her hips into his hand, silently begging for more, reaching to touch his hair. He rubbed the flat of his palm up and down on her a few times, then slid it to the side and gently brushed his thumb back and forth across the wet hair. "Oh! Glenn PLEASE!" she begged, bucking her hips. He wiggled his thumb between her nether lips and she gasped, "Oh God!" He bit her knee and she pulled his hair to try to draw him up to her. He pulled away and sat back on his heels just out of reach as he wiggled his thumb in deeper and watched her face as he circled his thumb slowly on her button. Her hands clawed at the wet blanket and the beads of rainwater gathered in a river between her breasts to pool in the hollow at the base of her throat, rippling and overflowing in time with her breathing. He slipped a finger inside her hot, slippery wetness, then two fingers, and massaged the little mass of her g spot as well as her outer bean. "Oh God, oh God, oh my God! Yes, Glenn! Yes! YES!" she said as her body spasmed and shuddered with the power of her orgasm, lifting alternately her shoulders and her hips from the blanket with its intensity, her hot cum squirting out all over his hand and wrist. He shook the rain from his eyes and slid down to taste her juices, his fingers continuing to work inside her while his tongue took over where his thumb had been. She almost immediately began to gasp and squeal as another smaller orgasm over took her. She gasped for air then began to find her voice again. "Please Glenn, please, come to me!" She pulled his hair and stroked his ear, he moaned and growled deep in his throat, and then crawled up her, kissing her belly, then nipples as her hands twined through his hair and around to claw at his back, her legs wrapping around his thighs and butt to hurry him home. He stared at her face for a moment as she lay there squirming, waiting for her to open her big blue eyes. He held her gaze as he slowly entered her, one inch, two, back out, two inches, three, and out again, slowly, slowly, a little more each time. She writhed and clawed at his butt, wanting it all. He pulled almost out then pounded it home, sheathing all seven inches deep inside her, the slap of their bodies indistinguishable from the BANG and flash of a nearby lightning strike. She opened her eyes wide and looked around, a little worried, but he seemed not to notice and pounded into her harder than ever. She had a sudden terrifying image of lightning striking him on top of her and causing him to explode inside her in a horrible way instead. She shuddered and kissed him, then rolled them both over as one so she would be on top and the lightning would hit her instead. She squirmed and ground on him, biting his lip, nibbling his earlobe, sucking just the smallest hicky on his neck as her hand played on his muscular chest, her palm rubbing circles on his little nubbin nipple, as he cupped and rubbed her breasts too, greatly enjoying having both hands free. He bucked and rose under her as she bounced and ground, then she threw her head back and sat up straight to take him all the way, deeper and deeper, forgetting all about the storm and the danger of lightning. He saw her head begin to thrash and roll as yet another orgasm over took her, so he grabbed her wrists to steady her on top of him, watching her face, feeling his balls tighten as she pulsed and squeezed around him . "Oh, I'm gonna cum!" he said as she thrashed ever harder. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" he groaned as he threw his head back and filled her with his hot juices. She took a breath and opened her eyes to watch his face, loving the grimace and the veins bulging in his neck, bouncing and squirming on him until he gave the last gasp that signaled he was done. She laid down on his chest, straightening one leg along his, kissing him passionately, then more tenderly as they both started to catch their breath. "Oh Kathy, that was incredible" he breathed into her hair as she nestled into his neck. He stroked long slow strokes up and down her back with both hands, pushed her hair off her face and neck so he could stroke her cheek. His eyes began to clear and he looked around, realizing that the rain had stopped, and the sun was out, but getting low. He looked at his watch and gasped "Your parents!" "Oh... mom will be mad if we are late for dinner, and I want you to make a good impression the first time you meet them!" She looked at his watch and her eyes got huge. "Oh! No time to go home to clean up!" She hopped to her feet and pulled his hand, then tiptoed down the into the knee deep pool in the stream. He joined her and they splashed each other clean, then sat down on a boulder to soak up the last of the afternoon sun as they dried. He combed his fingers gently through her hair as the last of the rain water dried, leaving it softly curling, then looked at his watch and said "We better go". They quickly dressed, finding that only his shirt had a few spots of water on it, and stuffed the soaked blanket into the plastic bag. When they emerged from the woods they saw that people were arriving at the church for evening services, and they laughed like crazy, thinking "if only they knew", as they waved at Pastor Robertson and drove away. The Picnic Paul wandered off far enough to be able to check if there was anyone else around, but still within sight of Julie slipping off into a deep slumber. There was something very sexy about being able to watch his wife sleeping and vulnerable like this. He knew if he left her just awhile longer she would be completely unaware of anything he did... Carefully stepping through the surrounding long grass, so as not to make a sound that may startle or disturb his wife, who was now sleeping soundly judging by the rhythmic rise and fall of her breasts, Paul returned to where they had picnicked. He sat down next to his sleeping wife and emptied the last of his wine glass As he sat there watching her sleep he was surprised to notice that where her pussy met her panties they were moist... As Julie laid there, so peacefully sleeping Paul ever so gently pulled her legs apart, revealing her panty covered pussy. Her lips were clearly visible through the thin cotton which was wet through. He could feel his cock push tight against the shorts he was wearing so making sure that no one was around, he pulled them down to his thighs, letting his cock spring upward. He sat for a while just gazing at the beautiful sight of his wife just lying there, gently running his fingers over the tip of his ever increasing erection. The pre cum was making the tip extremely sticky but it tasted so warm as he licked it from his fingers. Leaning forward, he unbuttoned the flimsy shirt Julie was wearing. Her breasts fell as the material released them. Running the tip if his fingers over his cock once more, he then softly massaged the pre cum into Julie's erect nipples all the while looking at her covered pussy, wanking slowly, imagining how good it will taste... The touch of his fingertips on her nipples caused her to wriggle with pleasure and a smile crossed her lips as she continued to sleep unconscious that the sensation that had just run through her body was not a dream. His fingers travelled lightly down her navel to rest over the increasing wet patch of her panties. He pulled his hand away as Julie's came to rest where his had just been. A heavy sigh escaping from her lips as her fingers probed beneath the cotton. Paul's clenched the end of his cock to prevent himself from coming as he sat watching his wife pleasuring herself unconsciously. As Paul watched Julie's fingers slide over her pussy, pushing a finger into her aching wet cunt, he couldn't help wanting to wank himself right there and cum all over his wife as she pleasured herself, uncontrollably, unconsciously. As she opened her legs wider, so to her groans become louder and this made Paul aware that they were very much in a public place. He saw or heard no one so he continued to watch for a while, still wanking. He knew Julie must be having a really erotic dream so he hoped she wouldn't wake as he positioned himself and his cock, inches away from her mouth. With one hand he gently caressed her breasts which were warm under the afternoon sun. With the other, he slowly edged his cock towards Julie's mouth. It was moist and partly open. He rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips leaving a glistening of his cum behind. Pushing harder but not enough to wake her from the dream she was having, he pushed his cock past her lips and felt her warm, waiting tongue His cock in her mouth was adding to the pleasure Julie's fingers were giving her, in fact with each gentle thrust from Paul, the deeper her fingers pushed to find the spot to unlock this feeling completely MOL Paul positioned himself so that he could pull her panties to one side and get a full view of her increasingly soaked fingers glistening as they slipped in and out of her pussy.. He put his one free hand over hers and helped her massage herself. Slowly entwining his fingers through hers he was able to probe deeper than she could and her back arched as he managed to touch just the point where her orgasm was centred. He buried his face in her saturated pussy and licked frantically on her swollen lips. Julie drank deeply and thirstily as he came with wave after wave of orgasm. The Picnic We lie on the rug after our picnic, feeling the warm summer sun as it slowly sinks toward the horizon. Lying close to each other, we kiss passionately, tongues reaching deep inside each other's' mouths. My hands are in your hair, holding it tight, pulling your head back so that I can kiss your neck, and over your collarbone. You have a lovely wrap-around dress on, showing off your beautiful cleavage. Releasing your hair, I tease at the neckline, then finally push it down with both hands, releasing your incredible breasts to hang over the top. I push you onto your back and straddle you, your breasts in my hands. I tease your nipples with my fingers until they are rock hard, then tweak them, twist them, pull on them, looking deep into your eyes as you gasp. I lean forward and suck on each one in turn, then kiss all round them and over your chest, back up your neck and kiss all over your face. My hand is at your throat, holding it firmly, but not choking you. Yet. I feel you stiffen and gasp, and then melt submissively, the fight gone from you so quickly. I reach under your dress and hook my finger under your panties, pulling them down quickly. I whisper that we had better stay half decent, even though it is a secluded spot. You lift your ass and I pull them down fast. My hand runs up your inner thighs, teasing them, forcing them apart. The dress rides up, exposing your shaven, wet lips to the cool evening air. I spank your thighs a little, and then you gasp as I spank your pussy. 1, 2, 3 times. Then again. Then you squeal as I rain more down on it, making it red hot and sting. After what feels like an age, I am kneeling between your legs, my hands stroking your inner thighs firmly, reaching ever higher and higher. I lean forward, breathing and blowing on your burning cunt. The tip of my tongue teases your clit, swirling it round. I feel your hands on the back of my head, trying to push me down. I stop licking, until you remove your hands. Then the licking starts again. You soon learn to keep your hands away, but I notice you teasing your nipples and smile as I concentrate on my task. My tongue runs up and down your slit, right down you your tight ass, teasing the rim. I can feel you need building, and I bury my face in it, rubbing against your clit as I force my tongue in as deep as it will go, a finger slipping deep into your ass. I grind down on you, my finger fucking your ass hard, my tongue doing your tight pussy. I pull back for a second and order you onto your front, burying my tongue in your ass. My fingers slide easily into your pussy, reaching in deep and forward, searching out that little rough g spot. I rub it hard, knowing you are close, forcing you to cum with your ass in the air, vulnerable, exposed. As you cum, I flip us both over, begging you to ride my face, to grind down onto it. You force your pussy against me and I lick and suck at you until I feel you shuddering once more. You roll off, and I kiss you deeply so you can taste yourself on my soaking face and mouth. Grinning, I don't give you long, but pull you to your feet, taking you by the nipples and leading you into the wood that we have parked up by. You notice I have picked up my rucksack and I hear you gasp as you realise what I have in mind. I turn to you and push you roughly against a large tree. I hold your hands above your head and kiss you hard. Passionately. Taking cord from my rucksack, I tie it to one wrist, then loop it behind the tree and tie it to your other wrist. Your eyes widen, as you realise this really is it. Your tits still hang forward over your dress and bra, and I take my time playing with them, looking straight into your eyes... I pull on your nipples, lifting your tits by them, smiling as you gasp. Thinking that we can get away with the risk, I loop some thinner, smooth cord round your breasts in a figure of 8, tying them, making them stick out and feel tight and full. I spank them a little as you start to whimper with the raging storm of feelings, nervousness and arousal that you are fighting with. I open your dress, exposing you totally. Then I pick up a rabbit vibe from my backpack and slide it gently inside you, tying it in place and turning it on full. I step back and look at you, seeing the mounting panic. I whisper that you will be safe, then blindfold you gently with the scarf you have been wearing and playing with provocatively. I take a couple of steps back. Never more than arms reach away, but, for all you know, I could have walked away leaving you like this. Your need builds and your breathing deepens, your whole body shuddering as you climax once more. I am tempted to make you take 3 or 4 more, but need to be inside you. The blindfold is removed quickly as I kiss you and tell you what a good girl you have been. Then the wrists. We roll onto the floor, you ripping my shirt open as I remove my trousers. I plough into you, gasping as I feel how wet you are, enjoying the lovely feel of your pussy. We are both close, have been for ages now, despite orgasms. I feel your nails digging into my chest and back and gasp, cumming deep inside you as I feel your cunt tighten around me. We lay there, sticky and exhausted, then I help you stand and we try to make ourselves respectable. I take your hand and we walk back to the car, giggling like teenagers as we think what the hotel receptionist will think... and about the night to come. The Picnic i woke up and as always i thought of Him, as i stretched i could feel myself getting wet in a few hours i would be with Him, hearing His voice, tasting Him the more i thought about Him the more aroused i became. Daddy had told me He was coming to see me for the day, it would be a long drive for Him, so i wanted it to be a relaxing time when He arrived. He said W/we could spend the day outside as the weather was warm and sunny. Today was very warm but there was a possibility of showers i hoped W/we would miss the showers and that a picnic would be fun even if it was a little cloudy W/we had already found a disused airbase that W/we could explore. i did my usual morning routine also remembering this morning to oil Daddy's pussi as i had been waxed the evening before so was still a little tender and i didn't want her to be red and blotchy. i had done my hair, got dressed wearing a sundress like i was instructed, no panties and was ready to go, making sure i had packed a blanket, all i had to do now was get the food and drink. i knew i would be clock watching waiting for Him to arrive so i kept myself busy i drove to the supermarket to buy yummy things for O/our picnic and then drove to the place W/we had agreed to meet to wait for Him. He called a few times advising me as to the traffic situations and hearing His voice and knowing He would soon be here the wetness between my thighs was increasing, my tummy had butterfly's. i sat watching the cars pulling in and out, people watching, it was very humid and warm, all of a sudden a big 4 x 4 car pulled up next to me, as i looked i saw who was driving, i could feel pussi twitch, it was Daddy not in His usual car, i got out and walked over to Him smiling so pleased to see Him. As i stood by His door the breeze caught my dress, as i tried to stop it blowing up He gave me the look to let it, i immediately took my hand away, i love how this Man makes me feel, the excitement, anticipation, the control He has over me, i will do anything and everything for Him. W/we walked to the entrance of the services to use the facilities before driving to the airbase. When i came out to where He was waiting for me, there was that look i knew He wanted me to do something, He told me to go back and remove my bra. i did as i was told, my mind racing i had a cream strapless sundress on, the material was thin, my breasts are big so when i go without a bra it is very noticeable, the services was extremely busy and i knew people would look. As i walked to Daddy He took my hand and smiled, as W/we walked to His car, people looked as my breasts jiggled from side to side with no support, i was Daddy's slut and i was becoming wetter with every step i took. W/we moved the bags into Daddy's car and i got in, W/we drove to the woods and parked, as Daddy held me and kissed me i let go, my mind completely in this moment, the taste of Him, the feel of Him i am His. i needed Him in my mouth, as i looked down His cock was full, hard waiting i took Him in my mouth and tasted Him, emitting little moans of happiness as i sucked and licked Him, i love serving my Daddy this way, i love my mouth full of Daddy. Smiley, happy W/we got out the car, W/we walked, chatting, holding hands, stopping every now again so i could suck Daddy. Daddy stopped and told me to walk ahead and show Him, so i lifted my dress and walked so He could watch me, my tummy doing backflips. Eventually W/we come to the disused runways it is eerie and quiet just the trees rustling as the breeze blows through them. Daddy turns me to Him and removes my breasts from the confines of my sundress, feeling His hands on me, the warmth between my thighs, makes me gasp, holding my breasts in His hands He takes one nipple into His mouth, like an electric shock straight to my pulsating wet cunt, i need Him so bad. W/we continue walking looking for the old control tower, it begins to rain and W/we head to a little clearing in the trees hoping to shelter by the edge of the trees, that's when W/we see the tower but it has now been fenced off with no way to get inside. Daddy gave me His cock to suck some more, tasting Him, then He turned me around bending me over, i held onto the fencing and He lifted my dress pushing himself into me, i needed Him inside me, He felt so good, outside in the rain, i turned and cleaned Him, tasting me on His cock made my cunt contract wanting Him again. To feel Him pulling my hair, fucking me hard. W/we walked a little further and found somewhere to put the blanket sheltered a little by the trees W/we ate O/our food, talking, enjoying being together. When W/we kiss i get lost in Him, there is nothing else, just U/us. He exposed my breasts, holding just one He slapped it, sucked, bit, pinched, slapped some more, i could feel my juices between my thighs, He guided His cock to my mouth and pushed it deep i could feel myself gagging, i love feeling Him so hard and deep. He laid on the blanket and told me to straddle Him i climbed on top, feeling Him inside me i could feel myself about to cum, i had no control, i said i am going to cum, He told me to and i could feel the wetness as i moved my cunt grinding on His cock, as i was sitting on Him two women walked past, i am sure they knew what W/we were doing as they both looked straight at U/us. i love being exposed and outside, Daddy pushing His fingers into His wet cunt, making me dripping wet, as He stroked my arse cheeks then spanking the sound echoing around the trees, making me whimper and moan, His thumb pushed into my arse, stretching me, He then pulled me up onto all fours telling me to arch my back as He pushed Himself into my arse, totally oblivious to anything else around me, only aware of my Master's touch, i crave this constantly, i belong to Him. Daddy looked at me and said 'lick my arse' i looked at Him smiling manoeuvring myself so i could access Him easily, kissing His cheeks i opened them, i licked up and down, kissing and licking, pushing my tongue in, sliding it up and down making Him wet, He looked at me saying 'you are a dirty slut' i smiled knowing i am His. Suddenly He grabbed my throat with His hand as He squeezed i could hardly breathe, He told me to relax , i tried to relax into His hand, i didn't want this feeling to stop i am His only His i was made for Him Xxx