Thursday, February 9, 2012

The Picnic (by Tripp)

Hi everyone.  A change of pace here.  Jane gave me power over the blog today.  All this big "D" power is definitely going to my head!  This was an email that I had sent to Jane after meeting her in the park one day:


I love seeing you so much, but OMG I'm so dying here after seeing you, smooching you, running my desirous hands all over your body, but not having you I can't stop thinking about you at the park, how good you felt, how much I loved just being with you there today so...

The Picnic

It was a brisk fall day. Not cold really, but the wind was blowing and felt cool and refreshing on his skin as he waited on a bench in the park for her to arrive. The fresh smell of autumn filled the air. He sipped his coffee as he waited and a smile crossed his face. The leaves were changing early this year and the beauty of nature reminded him of her It was a quiet morning and the virtual emptiness of humanity in the park was a welcome sight. He heard a car approaching in the distance checked his phone and saw a message that she was almost there. He stood, wanting to catch that glimpse of her car approaching as quickly as possible. It was her! His heart raced a little as it always does. He stood, grabbed his coffee and hers, and and walked towards her car stopping outside of her door. His lips met hers and his hand reached for hers. Their fingers were intertwined as the walked to his car, grabbed the coffees off of the rear spoiler, and he popped his trunk. He pulled out a gym bag, laughed, and said "I didn't have a picnic basket." "That works." she said as that smile that just melts his heart crossed her face. They paused at the picnic table, dropping everything as they kissed and held each other. God she just felt so good - her lips, the way she fit in his arms, how her body felt as his hands found their way under her shorts and top. His cock was already growing in his pants. My god she just drove him wild! She stood on the bench be at his level - a little taller even and their lips again met. She was so beautiful when she had that playful glint in her eye. They gathered their things and walked down to the water holding hands as she playfully bumped him along the way with her hip. They paused again by the water and smooched as if they were the only two people in the world. His cock growing in his pants again, they were firmly pressed against each other. Hands finding themselves under the others clothes. "I think we should walk a little further." he said, as he led her down a secluded area by the water, off the beaten path (see how he lures her away). He was unable to keep his hands off of her along the way as they continued down the path until the distant sounds became faint and privacy was assured. He opened up the gym (picnic) bag which contained nothing more than a giant blanket and an Off Candle to ward off those pesky skeeters They fell to their knees on the blanket kissing, his fingers gripping her hair, his hands under her shirt as she unbuckled his pants. She held his cock in her hands stroking it. He felt warm, especially in contrast to the cool air in her hands. He pulled her shirt over her head, unhooked he bra, and his mouth gravitated to her breasts. She was a little nervous about someone stumbling across their secluded location, but by this time they were removing the last articles of clothing, separating them from being together. She gently pushed his chest back making him lie on the blanket, his cock still in her hands. She knew how to please him and he loved to watch her do just that. His head was tilted up to watch as her lips kissed the tip of his hard cock. Her tongue traced the tip and shaft. She enjoyed teasing him She wrapped her lips around his hard cock as "Ohhh!" escaped his lips. She continued to suck his cock as he was sooooooooo turned on by watching her. His hand squeezed her breast as his cock was in her mouth. She glanced up at him. "Oh god baby!!" he said as looked at her and it felt so good and he was so turned on. "Oh my god!!!" he loudly gasped and he fell completely back to the blanket covered ground. His hands reaching for her. She paused. "I want to fuck you!" he stated with fire filled eyes. They rolled together, the oversized blanket allowing ample room. She laid on her back, the thick blanket feeling plush with give with the grass, yet firm with the ground beneath her. They embraced and kissed his hard cock between her thighs. His hand ran over her body, he looked down at her pussy, propped himself up more, and felt how wet she was with the tip of his cock. He wanted to tease her with his throbbing cock tip, which he did briefly, but once he penetrated her slightly, she pulled him down, close to her wanting him fully inside her. He eased his way in her as they kissed. The noises she made alone as he slid inside her the way her face looked - OMG she turned him on. They kissed as his slow shallow strokes moved his cock further inside her. She breathed in through her teeth and clenched him as they kissed and the pace quickened. Their mouths not wanting to separate as the pleasure within the two churned and grew. Her head tilted to the side, his mouth traced her sexy neck, and her nails now gripped his back tightly. Oh my fucking god she felt so good. Her nails dug into his back firmly as her pussy clenched his cock sending him over the edge. "Oh!!!" they both screamed as he filled her with cum. It seemed like a never ending orgasm as his cock continued to pulse and pump cum into her. They kissed so tightly as his cock continued unloading in her with each stroke and they held each other so firmly. His hot cum flowed out of her, down her ass, covering her thighs and him as the strokes slowed. He kissed her, smiled, and looked at her by the overcast sunlight on the cloudy morning. His hand touched her face and they continued to kiss. Their tongues together, she bit his lip. He felt her side, down to her outer thigh, then her ass. He looked between her sexy thighs seeing his cock still in her, and said "Turn over baby!" as his cock got hard again being so turned on by seeing his cum drenched cock in her. The intoxicating smell of their mixed fluids filling the air. She turned over as he held his slippery cock and was so turned on by the sight of her submissively bending over. He watched as he guided his cock in her from behind - OMG such a turn on watching his cock slide in her as he grabbed that sexy ass. "Mmmmmm..." he muttered at how good she felt as he fucked her from behind holding her as slapping squishy sex noises echoed through the open air (Did someone hear a duck? ROFLMAO). Their pace quickened as they moved with each other.  God he loved to watch his cock plunge deep inside her.  Oh god, oh god his back was arched slightly every muscle in his body tightened as she reached back and felt his thigh as he again emptied his cum in her - the sight of her so turning him on.  He gripped her tightly, pulled her close by the hips so every last drop would be emptied in her.  "Oh my god!!" he yelled as he reached under feeling her, grabbing her breast, as she collapsed to the blanket with him on top of her, his cock still in her. He felt her body, brushed the hair from her face, and she turned to kiss him. His hand reached around her face, fingers running through her blond hair and kissed her with her head turned sideways to meet his lips. He felt the passion for her build as they kissed. He postured up to see her laying there. He looked down to see his cock still inside her, looked at her ass, and thought to himself "Jesus fucking Christ!!! She made me hard again." My god what she does to him - how she absolutely fills him with desire! But perhaps more important - he loves her so
I Love You



5 comments:

  1. I TOLD y'all he was a wordy s.o.b. Don't let the big "D" comment fool you...he's putty in my hands and a mere pout practically unhinges him. Does that sound big "D" to y'all?

    That's what I thought.

    Just sayin'

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  2. Hey! Pouting is so unfair:-P And besides, I'd hardly describe myself as putty-like when I'm in Jane's hands;-)

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  3. LOL!! Not putty-like for very long anyhow...oh I am so pouting at the unfairness of it all!

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  4. I can't even believe that you would pull out a pout! That is so unfair! Well, I guess I can believe it because you don't play fair - LOL. What's really unfair is that we're not where we were yesterday, only under different circumstances. BTW, we do have to blog about our interesting lunch yesterday;-)

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  5. As if me not playing fair is at all news to you...practically since day one of our reconnnect I haven't "played fair"...but that just depends on whose rules you're playing by...methinks you have the wrong book love.

    That does explain so much...

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