Afterward, I dry myself and fix my hair. Once again, standing in the mirror admiring and verifying there are no stray hairs. I begin to run through the plans of my day with you. With that I head to my closet and begin pulling out a pair of light khaki linen shorts and a white linen button up shirt. Decidedly I will not be wearing underwear today. I throw on my clothes and a pair of sandals.
On my way out of the bedroom I check myself, one last time, in the mirror. I adjust my collar and decide to leave the top three buttons undone. I verify my cock looks good pressing against the thin material of my shorts. Am I really that vain? Yea, I guess so. But it’s all for you.
“That will drive her wild,” I think to myself.
I stop by the kitchen and take a look into the picnic basket that I already packed. I verify that I have not forgotten to pack anything. Scurrying out of the house, I put the basket in the trunk and then jump into my car.
Starting the motor, I enjoy the burly tone of the exhaust note as it echoes within the garage. I rev the engine a couple times in amusement. I program the MP3 to play my favorite electro-house music and elevate the volume. Between the bass bumping heavily and the exhaust note from the car the whole garage is vibrating. I engage the gears and drive out of the garage with a slight squeal of the tires. Why does that please me so? It must be the kid in me.
It will be a few minute drive to your house. The anticipation of spending the day with you courses through my veins. In my mind I envision myself driving like Jason Statham’s character in his action movies. Driving at excessive speed and drifting around every turn in a whirlwind of smoke and squealing tires. In reality, I drive swiftly but safely to my destination.
I arrive to your quaint little home on this beautiful summer morning. The sun is shining on your garden causing the blooms to glow brightly. It is still a bit cool with a gentle morning breeze. It is going to be a wonderful day with my gorgeous girl.
Pulling up to your curb, I turn the volume down on the radio. I honk the horn and within a minute you emerge from the front door. You are a Heavenly sight wearing a very short white cotton strapless sundress. You flash me your beautiful smile and give a gentle wave as you turn around to lock the door.
Oops. You dropped your keys. As you stoop over to pick them up the breeze raises the bottom of your dress exposing your perfectly tanned ass. You glance my way and give me that sheepish grin. Was it truly an accident that you dropped your keys?
There are no visible tan lines to be found on your body. I know because I’ve searched and examined every inch of your body to no avail. I appreciate that your backyard is very secluded from your neighbors. We have enjoyed many an afternoon lying out in the sun nude. There is nothing like feeling the sun beat down on your skin and the warm breeze as it caresses your body. Especially the parts that normally never see the light of day.
I'm smiling ear to ear as you saunter down the walkway towards me. The sun shines from behind you causing your sexy figure to be visible through your somewhat sheer dress. I make out that you are wearing a very tiny white thong and no bra. It is even more apparent as you get closer as I can see your dark erect nipples bursting through the fine material of your dress. I cannot take my eyes off of you. The beauty of the flowers in your garden cannot compare to how beautiful you are.
I scramble out of the car and run around to meet you on the passenger side. You jump into my arms as I wrap them around your waist. You fling your arms around my neck as I lift you off the ground. We greet each other with a kiss as I twirl you around.
“God you smell wonderful,” I declare as I set you down.
I open your door and take your hand to assist you into your seat. Of course, in doing so you have to spread your legs wide giving me a wonderful view of your tiny cotton thong which looks to be a couple sizes too small. Once you are fully inside, I gently close the door and prance around to my side.
"Good morning my love. So, where are we going today?” you inquire.
"It's top secret. If I tell you then I'll have to torture you," I reply as I squeeze your thigh just above your knee at your tickle spot.
“Stop!” you command with a giggle as you try to pry my hand away from your knee.
Once free you intertwine your fingers with mine and rest your hand on your upper thigh very close to your crotch.
I glance over and look you in the eyes, "we going for a bit of a drive to a great picnic spot."
Your thin white thong grabs my attention as it is on display due to the hem of your dress has moved up to your hips. I can see the outline of your smoothly shaven pussy through the near sheer material. My cock is enlarging and begins to protrude my linen shorts.
"That sounds great,” you exclaim.
I put the car in gear and we drive off allowing the tires to squeal as I pull away. I just can’t help myself. After a few minutes we get on the country back road that will lead us to our secluded picnic spot. There are very few cars on the road. We clip along at a leisurely pace enjoying the drive. The road is a fun one to travel on with hills and curves. Occasionally as we crest a hill it feels like a roller coaster cresting at speed. We get lifted out of our seats a bit.
"It's such a fantastic day. Let's drive with the windows down,” you say as you lower your window.
As I do the same you recline your chair a bit and toss your left leg over the center console and across my leg. Our hands still clasped together, I extend my fingers to caress your inner thigh.
"Your skin is so soft.”
With that you release your clasp and free my hand to roam. You put your hands up over your head and spread your legs as wide as possible given the confines of the car. I glance over and give you a smile. I see that look of wanting on your face. I return my eyes to the road and so begin the adventure of my fingers.
My pinky finger finds the edge of your thong and traces the material toward your ass. Then I gently caress the underside of your left thigh as my hand travels toward your knee. I drag my fingertips across the top of your thigh on a return trip upward. After several slow and careful trips on this circuit, my pinky finds your thong. This time it slightly dips underneath as my hand travels under your thigh.
Once in between your pussy and rose bud, my pinky slips fully under your thong. I feel your wetness building. I pull my pinky out to keep up with the rest of my hand which has begun its travel back down your inner thigh again. Your skin feels amazing on my fingertips.
My hand goes past your knee and down your shin. My fingers reach around and gently massage your calf before beginning its travel back up.
Arriving at your thong once again, my had transfers over to your right leg. My fingers, ever so slowly, slide across your mound and my thumb slightly rubs against your clit. Slipping hand over to your inner thigh, I glance at you and find your head laid back with your eyes closed. There is a look of contentment on your face. The intoxicating breeze flowing through the window blows your shiny hair back gently.
My reach is restricted and I can only travel down mid-way of your right thigh. I drag my fingers gently down the top of your leg, slide them under your inner thigh and firmly glide them back to your crotch. My movements are slow and deliberate. The base of my thumb presses into your pussy and across your clit. Your hips raise a bit begging for more. My hand slips up and under your dress, across your mound and massages your lower abdomen.
Drawn to your pussy like a magnet, I'm fighting the urge to plunge my fingers deep inside you. My fingers glide back over your mound and land cupping your pussy. I give a slight circular massage as my middle finger slips under your thong and pulls it to the side. Gently separating your full lips, I feel your wetness. Again your hips communicate to me that you desire more. My fingertip spreads your juice from your open pussy to your marble sized clit and then down to your rose bud. I love your aroma and wish I could dive my tongue into your sweetness. But that will have to wait.
Not quite ready to give you what you want just yet so I let my hand travel down your left thigh again. Pressing firmly all the way to your knee. Its return trip does the same up your inner thigh.
"Just finger me already," you demand. "I want to feel you inside me."
You pull your dress up a bit more allowing me easier access to entertain your sweet spot. You pull down the top of your dress allowing your perky tits to bounce free. Your beautiful nipples are erect and standing at attention in the breeze.
I enter your thong from the top. I love feeling your smooth wet flesh between my fingers. As I find your clit and firmly move my fingertip in circular motion, you press your hips into my hand.
You start tugging and rubbing your nipples. The soft moans of pleasure emanating from your mouth are music to my ears.
I quicken the pace of the massage on your clit. Then two of my fingers find their way inside your very wet pussy. The base of my palm continues to massage your clit as my fingers gently thrust in and out.
"Oh God baby, that feels so good."
I feel the walls of your pussy tighten against my fingers. I go as deep as I can. Searching. Exploring. Found it. I have reached the spot. That sweet G-spot. I concentrate on firmly massaging you. You gasp for air and grasp my hand and wrist with both of your hands holding my arm in place. You start moving your hips and grinding your clit on my palm. My fingers are moving faster and more firmly now.
"Oh God!" you shout as you lift your head off the seat.
Your breathing is fast. You double over. Your legs quiver. My fingers are being crushed by the tightening of your insides. Your juices are flowing over my fingers like a flood.
Still holding my arm in place, your body convulses as the after effects of your orgasm course through your being. As they subside you relax your grip on me and resume your rightful position in the seat.
I slowly remove my fingers from your drenched pussy and bring them to my mouth. I taste your pungently delicious nectar and desire for more.
Regaining your composure, you move the seat back to its upright position.
“Wow, baby! No one does it like you do.”
I look over and flash you a big grin appreciating the compliment. I continue to drive at a leisurely speed. The sweet smell of the forest wafts into the car.
You look over and notice my hard erection straining to be let free of its confines of my shorts. You lean over and grab hold of it and squeeze gently.
“Ah, my favorite plaything.”
To allow you more room to play with your favorite plaything I move my right arm and place it on your seat back. You carefully unfasten my shorts and open the zipper. I lift my hips slightly allowing you to pull my shorts down a bit. With that my cock springs to life.
“Hello my love,” you say to my cock as you stroke it just under the head. Then you wrap your fingers around it gently and begin to stroke it up and down very slowly. After a few repetitions a bead of pre-cum forms on the tip of my raging hard on.
With your free hand you run your finger across the tip taking the pre-cum with it. You bring it to your mouth and lick it seductively. Although my eyes are on the road, I can see you with my peripheral vision.
“Mmmmm. Do you have more for me?” you pant.
“Of course I do baby. But you’ll have to work for it.”
“Oh, yea? Well, Okay then,” You quip.
With that you readjust you body. Kneeling on the seat with your bare ass prone to the open window, you take my member fully into your mouth. I feel your teeth graze along the shaft as you move up from the base to the tip. Then your tongue swirls and dances on the tip beaconing me to cum.
For several minutes I’m in Heaven. You work your magic along my shaft and giving special attention to my balls. With my cock deep within your mouth I begin to convulse. I shoot several loads of cum into your throat. Sucking my cock like a straw you draw out every drop of my love juice. Once you are satisfied you resort to gentle kisses on the head of you favorite plaything before moving back into your seat.
I look over at you as you lick your lips and give you a smile of deep appreciation for your talents and attention.
“Good timing baby. We are just about to our picnic spot.