The Forbidden Picnic

It was a fair day outside, she thought, as she lies waiting on a blanket beside the lake, for the man that with just the image of him in her mind, made her insides tingle. The sun peering through the clouds that seems to try and hide it. She feels the hint of a gentle breeze blowing across her legs. The cool yet warm feeling from her surroundings and pictures of the one she is longing to see dancing around in her head began to stir the sensations of electricity between her thighs. Her eyes closed, she begins to run her hands along her breast not aware of the man standing behind her watching, taking in every detail. His eyes as if an x-ray machine scanning every inch of her, leaving out nothing. Wearing a sheer black sundress, the length just long enough to hide her golden treasure but revealing an intriguing hint of what some may call the forbidden fruits. Her hair as shimmering as the sun reflected the bronze glow of her slender tanned body. A moan of acceptance escapes his lips causing her to jump, eyes opening, she sees him. Lying on her back, she stares up at him soaking in every inch of his being. She always loved the way his jeans shaped his body as if they were designed just for him. His favorite he wore especially for her. It reminded her of the waters in the Caribbean, a baby blue with a hint of green.

Her eyes moved further up tracing the outline of his jaw, her tongue secretly in the moisture of her mouth traces the shape of his lip. A moan escapes from deep within her throat. He kneels down beside her, leaning over touching his lips to hers gently at first then his tongue thrusting deep inside of her mouth as if searching for something lost, his hand outlining the curves of her breast. Sliding his fingers down to her stomach towards her thighs, he slowly begins to slide her dress up exposing her naked skin with every movement. His lips never leaving hers, only for a brief moment, to remove the dress over her head then returning his mouth back deep onto hers. His hand caressing her breast, pinching the nipples between his fingers. His mouth loving the taste of hers but longing to explore the rest of her body. His tongue sliding down her neck leaving a wet trail, tasting every inch of her only to stop and suck on her erected nipples as if a babe latching on to nurse. Not leaving one out, he takes turns moving from one to the other. Her back arching, moans of pleasure escaping her lips from deep in her throat. He slips further down leaving his hands on her breast; he makes his way down her stomach tonguing her belly. Her legs, as if a button was pushed, spreads a part giving him access to mouth of her volcano. His mouth searching for clit, teasing it with his tongue. Nibbling it ever so gently sends electric shocks through out her. Her hand grabbing his head, as if he needed help, shoving his face hard up against her. His tongue plunging deep inside. Pulling back up, only to slip in his fingers, feeling the fiery heat that he has stirred up in her.

Thrusting his fingers deep in and out of her, he looks up to see the pleasure he’s causing on her face. He reaches for the glass dildo lying lonely on the blanket and replaces his fingers with it. He begins to massage her clit and meeting every stroke with the dildo, slipping it in just a little to tease her then sending it deep inside causing her hips to move matching every stroke. Her backed arched, he can see that she is about to explode. Her body begins to shutter from the first of many orgasms she will encounter. She makes her way to him; tasting his lips wanting to return the favor he had just giving her. She begins to bite gently on his lips, sucking and licking with alternate strokes. Her hands sliding up and down his chest, flicking her fingertips over his nipples, sliding on down to find the rock hardness of his excitement. Her mouth watering, wanting to taste him. Sitting back on his heels, his head is thrown back as she teases the head of his dick with her tongue. Sliding her tongue around the head, in and out of the slit as if her tongue was fucking him. His body tensing, she slips her mouth down his shaft taking in every inch of him. Sucking harder and harder with each stroke as if sucking a thick milk shake through a straw only to come back to tease the head some more, returning it down deep inside of her throat, letting him feel the vibrations of her moans. Both engulfed not minding the fact that the sun has gone away and the mist of the rain has begun to shower their bodies. Her mouth never missing a beat sucking him all in. He can feel she is about to make him erupt and not wanting too before he has the chance to feel him inside of her, he pulls her away. With her already on all fours, he moves behind her. His cock wet from her mouth and her wet from her passion, he slides his dick deep inside of her pussy. Their bodies wet from the rain and the pleasure of him deep inside of her sends moans escaping both of them. She thrusts her hips back meeting his every stroke.

Contracting the muscles built up inside of her pussy from the exercises for this purpose causes him to feel as if she is sucking him with her mouth, locking tightly with every thrust. His cock drenched from the juices that are flowing, as well as, the rain dripping off of her back, he eases his dick out and slips, first the head inside of her ass, her hips relaxing, opening up to invite him in, he slowly slides his cock deep in, even further. Her arms buckling under the pressure, her mind focusing on the fact, that there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. Her ass sucking in his dick like a vacuum, he leans forward toward her thrusting in and out not to hurt her but to slip his fingers inside of her hot, wet pussy. Her body feeling the fullness from both holes, she begins to squirm with pleasure. Body jerking intensely, he grabs hold of her hips plunging deep inside of her, moans surfacing from way down their very souls. She cums to heights high above anything she has ever known feeling him spill is hot load deep in her ass. They collapse onto the wet blanket, taking in the fine mist spraying them, allowing their bodies to elevate back down to the plane their bodies and minds had taken them too. Lying there as if for eternity in the almost sleep slumber, she notices her friend standing there, for how long? Had she watched them?

The sly smile on her face seemed to give her the answer. Their eyes meet, being the close friends they are, as if they could communicate through their minds, both know exactly what their plans are. The friend pulling something from behind her back that looks like a white balled up object, letting it unroll, revealed it was rope. With his eyes closed, oblivious to everything around him, is startled awake by his arms being pulled over his head and the feel of something binding his wrists together. His eyes opened, seeing the two girls yet trusting them and eager to find out what was in store. Not able to move, only watch, he waits anxiously. The girls hands begin to explore each other’s bodies, their tongues darting openly in and out of the other’s mouth. Their fingers buried between one another’s highs stroking, teasing each other. Watching, taking it all in, he is surprised by what he and her had just shared that his body was beginning to stir fire deep in his loins. Licking, biting his own lips, watching them take turns tasting each other, filling one another up with passion. Their bodies shapely entwined, masturbating on one another’s flesh, hips gyrating to the same song sending them into a whirlwind of explosions. Turning and looking, they move towards him, wet kisses along his body taking his shaft into each other’s mouth and hands sharing it like an ice cream melting too fast.

Their mouth sucking his dick down their throats alternately. His body feeling as if its about to convulse. One slowly moves up on his dick slipping it inside of her riding long strokes bringing it to the tip then slamming back down on it. The other one slipping over his face letting him taste her wetness. His pleasure being returned as he thrusts his tongue deep in her, she begins to grind her hips on his face leaning over taking her friends breast in her mouth, sucking hard on hour nipples as all three pleasure one another, swapping out to feel him all over them. He begs them to untie him, wanting to touch them, explore them. They slip the knot free allowing him freedom. He lays one girl down on her back and positions the other over her on all fours handing her the glass dildo.

She begins to fuck the other with the dildo as he slides his dick in her. Each one being filled with every stroke. The girl’s tongues meet. Breathy moans mix together from both of them. Their thrusts in sync, bombs exploding deep in the dark wetness of their being. He rests them beside each other on their backs, straddling over them, his hand slides back and forth easily over his soaked cock watching them rubbing in the pleasure of their own orgasms. Releasing his love juice, covering them like a blanket, massaging in the results of the day into their skin as if it were lotion. He collapses between them. They soak in the fantasy that has come to life with only a giggle escaping their lips of what took place and what is yet to come.

 

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