It was Saturday morning when I made an executive decision we should spend the day at the park and have a picnic. Mostly, I just wanted us to get out of the stuffy apartment into some fresh air. I hate being cooped up in the house all the time, especially when it’s hot out. You were looking all sexy in a blue t-shirt and khaki shorts. Even though it was a bit cloudy out, it was already muggy at ten am. I decided to go commando, and wear my white sundress, and matching flip-flops, my hair up in a loose ponytail.
There are only a few people at the park when we get there. There was a father and son playing catch, woman jogging and a group of teenagers with a Frisbee. You lead me to a semi-secluded spot away from everyone else, and spread out our large picnic blanket up against a tree. We laid together, my head on your shoulder, our legs entwined. Your arm was around me, rubbing your fingers up and down my arm, my hand settled on your chest, trailing my fingers along your ribs. Your other arm was holding my leg over yours, gently playing with the fabric of my dress on my hip. We just chatted for a while, enjoying being together, our bodies close.
We rarely had the same Saturday off from work, so being able to spend a weekend out together was kind of rare for us, especially since your boss had you working so much overtime lately. It was nice to be able to just lay back and relax in your arms.
Eventually we ate our club sandwiches, sensuously feeding each other the fruit and nuts. I was sitting in your lap with you leaned back on your arms against the tree. Some of the fruit juice dribbled down your chin. I couldn’t resist bending forward to I licked it off. I could feel myself getting wet for you, when your tongue slid down my palm and tickled my wrist.
I smiled, wiggling my hips suggestively. That’s all it takes to get you hot and bothered. You groaned and pulled me down on top of you, kissing me hard. Our mouths played against each other, and you grab my ass and pull me onto your lap harder, grinding me against you. I can feel your cock through your shorts, rubbing up against my mound through the thin fabric of my dress.
"Jamie! No panties? Woman, you are so sexy." He slapped my ass hard, and I barely muffled the squeal into his shoulder, but we both know it gets me wet.
“There are people here!” I whispered. “We can’t do this in public.” I protested when he slid his hand up my thigh and began to circle my clit with his thumb. Instinctively I spread my legs wider, giving his hand more room.
“Yeah, that’s it baby. Spread that pussy for me.” He slid two fingers in deep, and began to finger me. “I want you to ride my hand.”
I began to rock my hips slowly, just a little, mortified that someone might turn and look. I leaned my arms against the tree trunk, holding myself up over your lap.
“Lean into me baby, just let me hold you.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into his chest and shoulder, lost in the feeling of his fingers moving so wickedly inside me, while he tapped on my clit with his thumb. I moaned when he picked up the pace and did it faster and harder.
“You really like this, don’t you baby? You like the idea that someone might see your pleasure, don’t you? ” He chuckled. “You’re already soaking my hand.” I could feel myself blush, and I bit his shoulder playfully.
“Yeah!” He growled. Kyle turned his head to the side, and gave me his neck. Something primal rushed up at me, and I had to bite him. I scrapped my teeth against his skin, nipping him. He bucked his hips and slammed his hand into me. I kissed him hard, our tongues dueling, when the warm rain began to fall, hard and fast. We were completely soaked within seconds. I pulled my lips from yours and looked around. Everyone had scattered for his or her cars. In a few minutes we would be totally alone in the pouring rain.
I looked down at you staring up at me. "Fuck me, Kyle," I said. I lifted my ass up, removing your fingers from inside me, and gathered the bottom of my long dress in my hands. Slowly I pulled the wet material over my head and dropped it beside us on the blanket. I was nude. Heavy rain fell against my hot skin, enhancing my already revved libido.
You sat up and kissed me, cupping my large breasts in your hands, squeezing and kneading them. I moaned, squirming in your lap, loving the feeling and the sensations of the rain hitting my sensitive back and butt. The slightest tickling sensation puts me on edge, and the endless drops of warm rain felt fantastic. You tweaked my nipples and put one in your hot mouth. My back arched above you and I held your head to my breast, crying out softly when you bit the tip of my nipple, sending sparks all through my whole body.
"Kyle...oh yes...harder," I moaned, my head back. I rocked my hips, grinding my bare mound against the rough material of your khaki's and your hardening cock. The friction was amazing.
"I need inside you," you growled, rocking your hips up against me. I pulled your t-shirt up and stood up as I pulled it over your head. I glanced around quickly. We were half covered by the trees, and since everyone else was gone, I was reasonably certain that no one would see me in my birthday suit in public.