The Picnic - Sex Stories

The Picnic

... with the tingle, the fun of the tease, the exploration that happens when wet tongue meets hard cock. There was air to amplify the tingle as I blew gently on him. I guess I liked to tease myself as well, as I really just wanted to have all of his cock in my mouth. Lavishing his cock with kisses, licking it like a cream filled lollipop that would give me the pleasure of that delicious center. I took Tom’s cock in my mouth, my lips taunt but not tight. I rubbed up and down on his cock with my lips suckling, sucking, drawing that cock in as deeply as I could. Tongue dancing in joy as it flicked it’s way along Tom’s cock. He felt the wetness as I salivated all over his cock. I wanted his cum but had promised Peter I would bring him home a wet pussy so leaned over and grabbed the pair of panties sitting on the table. Smiling up at Tom I reminded him that I wanted to share the fun with Peter. Standing up I asked him if he’d please put that wonderful cock of his back into my hot pussy so we could cum together. Tom was already off the table, reached out and took the panties from me. He raised them to his nose and sniffed the crotch with a look of pure delight. He turned me around so I could brace myself facing the table. He knelt down, holding the panties open so I could step into them. I thought Tom was going to pull them up but he left them down around my ankles as his hands ran up my legs, raising my skirt up over my ass, then sliding back down to feel the wetness between my legs. ...

... Shivers of anticipation ran through me as he stood up and rubbed his cock in my wet sloppy slit. He teased my outer lips before he drove his cock deep into my pussy. Our rhythm of rotating hips began the dance we had enjoyed many times before. His cock started to throb and I tightened my muscles around him like a glove, squeezing him tight. I could feel his pace quicken. Squeezing and releasing I massaged his cock with my vagina. I could feel myself getting closer and closer as we moved together. Then his pace changed and he pumped deep into me hitting that magic spot that sent me spiraling into a delightful orgasm. Feeling me cum Tom started shooting his hot jism into my pussy. I clenched down on his cock, milking every bit of cum into my pussy. Keeping my muscles tight, I was not willing to drip a single drop of that cum cocktail. Slowly our breathing settled down. Tom carefully slid his cock out slowly then bent over to slide those panties up my legs and over my hips. The cotton crotch could now catch any drips. He smoothed my skirt back down. I turned around and we shared an embrace of friends, good friends, who had just enjoyed one of their favorite activities together. I buttoned my blouse and he tucked himself in and buttoned his jeans. We sat for just a bit at the picnic table. Enjoying the view and each others company, we replenished our fluids from the water bottles we had in the backpacks. We packed up and headed back to the car. Just as we got to the gate, a truck ...