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Passionate Picnic”Well, I’m going to get up,” she said, pushing the sheet back and throwing her legs out of bed onto the floor. She sat there for a minute, rubbing her nose and eyes, staring out the window at the day.”Goodness, just look at the time. We’ve been in bed all day. I’m off for a shower”.He didn’t answer, it wasn’t necessary. Rather he lay there relishing the afterglow of what had been an extraordinary twenty-four hours.They had met at a party and got on pretty well, right from the start. The talk had ebbed and flowed around a whole range of topics and opinions. This was definitely not your usual, run of the mill, woman student trying to catch up with some part of her past that she felt had previously eluded her. No, this was a real thinker, with credible, well argued opinions derived after much thought over a diverse range of topics, from history, to politics to the analysis of the dynamics in the party room. Ooohhh, this was going to be some exciting relationship.She came back into the room, naked, rubbing her hair dry with a towel, her delicious boobs bouncing in time with the drying action above. She sat on the edge of the bed as she finished, her fresh, clean scent stirring his hormones again with memories of the previous night.”Come on, lazy bones, time to rise and shine, the world is waiting for your next achievement. Come on, out of bed, it’s time to do things.””Hhmmmm, what things? I just want to do you,” and he reached across the bed and encircled her in his arms, dragging her back down onto the pillow and giving her a deep passionate kiss on the mouth. She squealed and enjoyed his desire, briefly, but pulled away in mock annoyance.”We did that all night. And all morning, and I’m sore. You were very rough with me”, she chastised, with just the wisp of a smile catching the corner of her mouth, “and now I want to do something else. Come on, get up.””Oh well,” he complained grievously, “I guess all good things come to an end,” and rolled his feet onto the floor, then scratching his head absent mindedly, “I guess I’d better have a shower.”He got to his feet, turned around and kissed her lightly. She returned his kiss, a recognition by them both that an exciting and enjoyable interlude had ended.”Why don’t you wear that singlet dress you were telling me about, with nothing underneath. I’d like that, your sensuality close and available. You never know your luck. You might find a randy man to take it off you in some exciting place,” and without waiting for an answer he walked naked to the bathroom.Cheeky bugger, she thought, as she looked through her wardrobe and found the brightly colored garment. She took it out, held it up for inspection, then deciding that if that was what he wanted then he should have it, took it off the hanger and pulled it over her head. There, a nice belt sitting loosely on her hips, together with slip on, half heel sandals and she was dressed, feeling just a little adventurous because she was naked underneath her clothes.In the bathroom he hummed a happy tune and reviewed his erotic adventure as he showered. Once they got back to her place she had erupted like a volcano, a real vixen on heat who knew how to enjoy herself and pleasure him. They had made love like two novice teenagers exploring the unknown sensual delights of each other’s body, and arousing deep passions that had exploded in repeated orgasmic ecstasy. If only today could be as good, wooow!!! Geeez, I suppose food is the next thing, he thought as he went back into the bedroom, retrieving his s**ttered clothing as he went.”How about we get some lunch and then go out to the dam for the afternoon?” he suggested.”That sounds nice,” she replied as she turned from the mirror where she was combing her hair and kissed him lightly on the cheek.”You’d better get a change of clothes as well.””I can do that on the way to the dam,” he said. “Right now I’m starving.””And to think that you’re still hungry after all the eating you did this morning. My, I’m amazed. You must have hollow legs,” she jested.”Only the middle one,” he replied with a knowing smile. “Well, I think it’s still hollow, though I don’t know, after all the squeezing it got last night when you got excited, it could be crushed to smithereens.”She smiled in return, ignoring the implied offer to inspect his very satisfying love probe for damage. She would do that later. “Come on, let’s go, before you get any more of your erotic fantasies.”Lunch was adequate, more memorable for its conversation than the cuisine. Somehow, talking to her was so easy that the food was simply an irrelevant side dish to their intercourse. They stopped briefly at his place, and she declined another offer to taste his cock, so he put on shorts and a sports top together with slip on sandals. A quick rummage in a draw produced a tube of lube. Oh well, I might get lucky, he thought. Then off to the dam.It had been a lovely summer day outside while they had enjoyed all the erotic delights their imaginations could conjure up. Now the afternoon sun was dropping down to the treetops, lengthening the shadows from the tall pine trees.She gave him a funny, mischievous look as they passed out of the town. “It’s such a lovely day, I think my pussy would like to see edirne escort it”. And with that she pulled her hem up to her belly, displaying her beautiful, trimmed pubes as she spread her knees displaying her moist furrow. “Ohh, that’s nice,’ he said reaching over and stroking his fingers between her luscious labia. “Stop that,” she scolded playfully, pushing his hand away firmly. “You’re driving. Keep your hands on the wheel and your mind on the driving.”Her fingers slipped softly between her legs and began to stroke her clit carelessly as they drove down the road. As they went through the gates to the dam she gave a little whimper and a satisfied smile as she came.There were only a couple of cars parked overlooking the water, a family with young c***dren, obviously tired from a long day running around in the sun, now packing up for home, and another parked near the edge where a father and son were fishing, lines casting out across the still surface and trolling back with relaxed laziness. The c***dren were getting to the tearful stage, with a flustered mother awkwardly juggling picnic packing with sibling separation, and only just managing. Finally, her patience gave out and with a determined bellow at both the brats, harried them cowering into their seats, hopped in herself, slammed the door and accelerated away.They sat watching a scene of rural serenity. Across the dam the gum trees shivered in a faint breeze and ripples rolled across the water towards them.”Want to walk around the dam?,” he asked.”That would be nice,” she replied, pulling down her dress and opening the door. Outside she stood there, shaking her hips and smoothing down her dress. He got out and locked the car. Together they walked across the picnic area to the track that went around the dam.He stood back politely as she went through the stile, watching as the dress caught in the crease between her buttocks with every step. His hormones were building steadily. This was some woman, comfortable with her sensuality and quite happy to flaunt it, teasing him with unspoken promises of erotic delight.They walked hand in hand wherever possible, with her going first when the track was too narrow. Then the roll of her hips with every step was driving him to distraction, and she felt his eyes undressing her every time she walked ahead. She smiled to herself, this was one sexy stud who thrilled her to the marrow, and then some. She would enjoy this afternoon immensely.”Let’s go to the lookout,” she said as the reached the turn off. “I think it will be a terrific view”. A short walk took them up a slight rise to a picnic table and a sign saying lookout.She stood reading the sign, all the while gripping its wooden edges. He walked up behind her and put his arms around her, each hand cupping a breast as he nuzzled into her neck and kissed passionately.”Don’t do that,” she whispered, “Somebody will see us.”He looked around. In the distance the fishermen were loading the boot with gear and preparing to leave. The muffled sound of a motor starting up left the couple as sole occupants of the dam site.”Who?” he asked quizzically. “There’s nobody here except us”.She looked across the water and saw that indeed they were alone. His hands were wandering in under her dress, stroking her soft breasts. She pulled away from him. “Not yet,” she said. “I want to turn you on properly first”.God, he thought. I’m so hot now, my balls will burst if I don’t get into your wonderful, wet box and pump you to ecstasy. What do you mean, ‘turn you on properly first?’She looked straight at him with a sensuous smile. “You got really turned on watching me walk down the track. What did you like most about it?”Everything really, especially your buttocks rolling and grabbing your dress between them. I got so hot knowing that there was only a thin dress between me and ecstasy”.”Oh, is that all,” and she pulled her dress up slowly, pulling it up through the loose belt, up over her pert nipples and finally over her head. She threw it on the picnic table.”What about now?” and she twirled on her heel, walking away from him, the roll accentuated sexily, designed to turn him on. After about ten steps she twirled again and walked sensuously back towards him, her furry pubes rolling in time with each step.He was gob smacked. As she reached him he took her in his arms and planted a long hard kiss firmly on her mouth, his tongue eagerly thrusting into her open mouth, searching for that pleasure spot to excite her. But she was already hot and keen to be screwed. His hands wandered to her boobs, stroking them hurriedly, urgently as the tension built up in his body. Her hand slipped down his body and into his pants, playing with his encased tool. His shirt flew roughly over his head and onto the table. He struggled to drop his shorts and release his stiffening bar. When it was free she stroked feather like along its shaft from the base to the knob, running a finger lightly through the groove to set his nerves right on edge. It was almost too much, and he thought he would blow his mind, as he tried unsuccessfully to enter her sopping box while they stood there.”No, over on the table,” and she led him to the picnic table, eased herself ağrı escort up backwards at the end and lay back, spreading her knees wide to show off her sopping slit while she stroked her clit in anticipation.”Now you randy stud, fuck me to ecstasy. Fuck me so that I blow my mind. Fuck me so that I’ll know that I have been well and truly ravaged.”He didn’t need any further invitation, his balls were aching so much now that they might fall off in protest. He moved between her thighs and plunged his pulsating piston into her wet box, rolling it around so that it was good and slippery, then wham, straight in, as deep as he could go.She caught her breath with this attack and squealed with delight. “Oh, fuck me hard. I want it hard and fast.” “Arh,” she cried as he pulled back then rammed home again. He was demented, her sluttish behavior had driven him beyond control and all he wanted to do was punish her for teasing him so much.”Aarrhh”, she cried again as he pulled back and slammed into her, his balls slapping against her perineum. If she wanted it hard then he’d give it to her. His shaft was independently manic and all he could think of was the great wave of sexual tension building in his buttocks and stomach muscles as he plunged in again, giving it all the power he could muster. Back and forwards his hips went, each time he pumped, she moaned or started until her breath began to catch and on one particularly strong thrust she screamed in ecstasy as her whole body shook and rolled on the table. Unperturbed, he kept thrusting until, as she finished he grunted, a little grunt first, then louder, in a crescendo in time with his stroke. She quickly recovered and was moaning in delight as he gave a loud “yyyyyaaaaahhhhh” and shot a load of white, sticky spunk deep into her aching cumbucket. This triggered another huge orgasm in her, complete with a cacophony of loud moans and shrieks of ecstasy. Slowly, very slowly, she regained control and her breathing steadied.He was leaning over her now, their bodies joined, sweat mixed and dripping together, as his sticky, limp pleasure tool slithered out of her.After some minutes resting in silence, she said, “My, you are a randy man, aren’t you?”He gave a weak smile, and replied, “Only with a wonderful, sensual woman. Otherwise, I can take it or leave it”. She smiled and said nothing. She wanted some more.”Would you like to have some dinner?” she asked, pushing him away so that she could roll around to face the seat, and spread her knees open, her sopping fanny dribbling spunk down her inner thighs. “Lick me out”, she ordered.He didn’t require any further encouragement, and sat on the seat, his tongue licking her clit, then running down her full flaps to catch on the back rim, then up the other side to ring the clit again. Down to the rim, then up through the sopping slit, her cum tasting sweet. He pinched her slippery, sticky flaps and pulled them back, then licked every square millimeter from back to front and onto her love button.She moaned, a long, deep, guttural moan that built into a scream of pleasure as her hips bucked repeatedly and her orgasms rolled one into the next in mind bending delight. As she recovered, she pushed him away. “No more now, no more. Let me rest for a little while”. She lay there, almost exhausted by pleasure. But he was just getting his second hard, and gently stroked her inner thighs.”Don’t,” she said, and pulled her knees up and rolled onto her side, exposing her slippery cunt. He stroked her buttocks, gently massaging them in slowly increasing circles, until his eager fingers were sliding through her fanny, thrilling her, despite her reluctance.”Roll onto your knees, I want to do you doggie,” and she slowly obeyed, knowing that he would eventually want to penetrate her backdoor, her ultimate pleasure.He didn’t slip in immediately, but stroked from clit to ring, his fingers sliding through her cunt, tickling her perineum and across her anus. She gave a deep, long sigh of pleasure and relaxed. This was heaven.His fingers concentrated on her perineum and up to her ring, his thumb massaging around her ring, loosening it and exciting her without entering. She sighed again and came in a long, slow, quivering orgasm. She was ready to be bummed.”Give it to me in the bum. I want you to split me in half with your wonderful hard cock.” He dipped his cock into her box to lubricate her bum, then rubbed his knob on her anus and gently pushed in, letting his hard tool slide slowly into her back passage. “Oh, that’s lovely”, she moaned, “Give me some more.”He pushed in more firmly, his whole organ sliding in, and she sighed with delight. “That’s wonderful, now pump me slowly”. He slowly pulled back until only his knob was in her bum, then gently pushed inwards until his whole shaft was in her. Then back out, and in again. This time her ring muscles squeezed his shaft as he pulled out, giving him a feeling like masturbating, only more pleasurable. When he pushed in, she relaxed her ring and he slipped almost unhindered in to his full depth. This was heaven.He felt the tension building in his buttocks. “I want to blow spunk up your bum until it comes out your mouth”‘ he said, increasing the speed ardahan escort of his stroke.”Oh yes please,” she replied with a sigh, “Give it to me, fill me up until I burst”, and he increased the strength of each thrust. She continued squeezing his cock on the outward stoke, and suddenly he lost control, ramming into her with an urgency and power that caught her unawares with its pleasure.”Oh, yyyyeeeesssss,” she screamed as he rammed her butt and shouted loudly, “aaaarrrrrhhhhhh” as he lost control and his mind exploded in orgasm. They bucked together, his cock thrusts bringing a hip thrust in response, the heat of her pleasure warming his rampant rod until their energy was sapped by the effort. He lay on top of her, holding her around her biceps and groping to reach her nipples. Gradually, he softened and slipped out. “Bugger.”She smiled and stroked his thigh. “That was magic,” she said and didn’t move from her statue like position for several minutes, engrossed in the afterglow of being ravaged.Finally she asked, “Why isn’t sex with other men as good as this?” He smiled. “Because I am a super stud and you are an exceptionally sensual woman who wants total and complete satisfaction every time she makes love.” Then he added, “if you’ve enjoyed our time together, you could recommend me to all your friends.” She smiled again, and said nothing, quietly thinking about his boast for notoriety.”No, I don’t think I’ll do that. I want you all to myself. Why should I share such a stud with anyone? I want to screw your arse off every night and most mornings too.”He grinned with satisfaction, keeping his body pressed closely against hers to prolong their mutual closeness. This was what he enjoyed almost as much as fucking. The quiet intermingling of minds that followed an exhausting fuck, when all the world was at peace and their minds were connected telepathically. If only it could last for longer.”My legs are cramping,” she said. “Let me up so that I can stretch”.He moved away from her, breaking that magic touch of intimacy as she swung around and sat on the seat next to him. He put his arm around her and kissed her softly, delicately on the mouth. She responded with equal pressure, her hand sliding down into his crutch to touch his limp cock.”Yuk, its sticky,” she said. “It needs a good wash. Come on, its getting late. Lets have a quick swim and go home.”She picked up her dress and started to walk away towards the car park, her naked hips swinging sensually. He picked up his clothes and followed quickly, catching up with her as she reached the main track. He spun her around and kissed her firmly on the mouth, his tongue slipping inside to stimulate her. After a while her hand took hold of his limp love rod, and she pulled away.”Come on, swim time,” she said as she walked towards the dam, gently pulling him along by the cock. He followed obediently, after all, it wasn’t every day that you were led naked to a swim.The water was cool as they frolicked and splashed at the edge of the dam. A splashing fight emerged and ended in their mutual embrace, then she swam away from him, only a few strokes, towards the middle of the dam. He turned and waded out of the water, picked up his shirt and roughly dried his body before he leaned against a tree. She watched from the water, then swam into the shore, stood up and flashed her pubes at him.He smiled. “I’m all fucked out,” he said as she walked up to him and surrounded him in a full embrace, kissing him firmly on the mouth and pushing her tongue into his mouth as she took hold of his limp, fresh rod again. Without a word she dropped onto her knees and took the helmet into her mouth, sucking strongly while her tongue licked up the slit. He moaned. She pulled back, tugging his soft member out to its full length then pushing forward to let it relax. She repeated this action several times until his aching cock started to harden, then she slid her lips down to the base before sliding back to the tip, sucking as her head moved. He groaned in tired delight, putting his hands on her head to influence the pressure of the inward stroke.”You’ll drain me of my very last drop of spunk if you do this,” he said.”Good,” came the muffled reply as she set up a rhythm calculated to blow him for one last time. As he slipped into her throat she breathed out, letting his engorging member be air lubricated. On the out stroke she sucked, sliding up his cock to the slit and sucking simultaneously. It felt like he was being fucked and sucked at the same time. Her rhythm increased, gaining an urgency as she felt the pleasure return inside her. Every so often she would nip the base of his cock as if reminding him that he was being sucked rather than doing the fucking. But she needn’t have worried, he knew he was getting the blow job of his life.Her hand slipped between his legs, stroking the back of his scrotum, and perineum, oh, the bliss!!! When she started to rim his ring with her finger, he cried out in exquisite delight. Finally all this combined pleasure was too much for his tired body and he stiffened, grunted and shot a load of cum over her waiting face, then collapsed, sitting against the tree, exhausted.She sat down beside him and snuggled into his shoulder, gently kissing the side of his chest, cuddling him in as he enjoyed the afterglow of orgasm. After a few delicious minutes they stood up, gathered their few clothes together and walked hand in hand, naked, towards the deserted car park.The contribution of Rich S to this story is acknowledged.

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