Angel

I never run late. Of all mornings, this morning I do. Good thing really. It didn’t allow me time to get nervous. I finally arrive at our selected rendezvous point a few minutes late. You’re there already, waiting. You said your name is Wolf. And a Wolf is what I see, leaning against the car. Silvery grey hair. A matching big, bushy beard. My breath catches in my chest, as I get the picnic basket from the back seat.

 Wolf

Arriving at the rendezvous point a few minutes early, I decide to take a quick walk around. Getting the lay of the land so to speak. After a quick look, I lean up against the car and wait. Not that I have to wait for long. You said your name is Angel. And when I look up, I smile at the lovely, angelic figure walking towards me. Is this really happening? The butterflies in my belly start to flutter a little faster as I grab the cake container from my car.

 Angel

After greeting with a big, squishy hug, you offer to carry the picnic basket. I refuse such a request and continue on walking towards the picnic tables. I don’t know about you, but I don’t really want to sit close to the other people milling around. I choose a table that looks to be secluded from the crowd.

 Wolf

Our greeting a big, tight hug. I try to carry the picnic basket, which you refuse me. Walking to the tables I walk a few steps behind. Admiring your shapely backside in your summer pants. You seem to have the same idea as myself, choosing the same table I picked out earlier. It is a little further away from the walking path than the others. Partly screened by shrubs on three sides, it looks to be the most secluded.

 Angel

I take a look around as I open the picnic basket. A group nearby have been riding bicycles, now taking a rest before they move on. Another group, women catching up. No one too close to us. I like this table. It gives us privacy to work on a story that I have running around in my head. After placing everything from the picnic basket onto the table, including the laptop, I sit down beside you. I begin by apologizing for being late.

Wolf

I tell you that you are not really late and that all is fine. We talk, commenting on the other people. We wonder what they are doing at the park and how long they may stay for. Sitting so close to each other I just want to reach out and touch you. I just can’t help myself. I place my hand on the small of your back and politely ask,

“May I, Angel?”

 Angel

Your hand on the small of my back sends shivers up and down my spine. I smile and reply,

“Yes, you may, Wolf.”

I like the way you’re touching my back, with your warm hands over my t-shirt. As we continue talking, your hand begins to rub up and down my spine. Gently. Again you politely ask,

“Is this okay? May I continue rubbing your back like this, Angel?”

“Yes, Wolf, it’s okay. You can continue.” I nod.

I’m really enjoying the way you are touching me. We both keep an eye on the people around us. While we sit there talking about the story I have in mind, different groups come and go. Your touch on my back is making me feel weak at the knees. It’s a good thing I’m already sitting down.

 Wolf

Again, I can’t help myself. I want to touch your skin. So, I ask,

“Would it be so bold of me to ask if I may touch your skin, Angel? If I may rub your back under your t-shirt?”

 Angel

Looking around, making sure no one is taking any notice of us, I answer,

“I’d like that, very much, Wolf.”

Feeling the softness of your warm hand upon my skin, I lean in closer to you. Just ever so slightly. Enough for you to notice, not anyone else.

 Wolf

I like touching you. Rubbing your skin with my fingers makes you lean in towards me slightly. I hope it is encouragement. Your skin is smooth and warm to touch. Your response makes me want to stretch. I move a little closer, wanting to feel the warmth of your thigh against mine. My pants are feeling tight in the groin.

 Angel

Your hands are so soft it takes my breath away. You ask,

“Angel, Are you okay with me touching you like this?”

I reply, “I like the way you’re touching me, Wolf. Your hand on my skin feels so soft and warm.”

My breathing changes. Just subtly, but I think you notice. We turn at the same time, looking into each other’s eyes.

 Wolf

You look into my eyes and I see lust burning from deep within. My heart and cock twitch in unison. I caress your arm. Not wanting to attract any attention toward us I move slowly, but deliberately.

 Angel

Your touch on my arm sends shivers all throughout my body. I can feel a dampness in my knickers that I have not felt in a very long time. You ask,

“Are you okay, Angel?”

I say, “I’m okay, Wolf. What you’re doing feels wonderful.”

You look around behind us, making sure no one is watching from behind.

 Wolf

I get the urge to move my hand down your back, under the waistband of your summer pants. Rubbing the softness that is the top of your soft bum, I breathe in deeply. I ask,

“Have I crossed a line, Angel?”

In a very low whisper, you answer,

“Oh, Wolf. Your hand feels wonderful upon my skin. Please keep going.”

I move further and gently kneed one cheek. I need to adjust my groin.

 Angel

I am enjoying your touch very much. To show you how much, I turn, placing my hand on your cheek. Gazing into your eyes, I kiss you. As we kiss, your hand that was caressing my arm moves to my waist. With your fingers you raise my t-shirt a little, then you move your hands over my breasts. I moan into your mouth as we kiss. I begin to kiss you with more passion, in response to you touching my breasts. You assume I like what you are doing, which I do very much, and you continue touching and squeezing my breasts.

 Wolf

I close my eyes for a little as we kiss. I move your bra cups aside and play with your nipples. Flicking and teasing them, gently. Another urge to thrust comes over me. I manage to resist and hope you don't notice. Remembering where we are, I open my eyes, to check our surroundings.

 Angel

The flicking and teasing of my nipples sends me into an aroused state. I am oblivious to anyone or anything around us. I’m too far gone now. The more your hands explore my body the more I moan. Our tongues dance. I suck your tongue. Never done that before, but I really like it. Your tongue has such a nice feel as I suck on it. I’m getting more aroused. With one arm around your neck, my other hand follows the curve of your shirt. Down your neck, over your collarbone, down to where the third button meets the buttonhole.

 Wolf

Your hand moving over me makes me tingle. There is a wet spot in my pants. I need to adjust my groin again. I don't want to take my hands off you though. I moan into your mouth as we continue kissing. My hand moves away from your lovely breasts. Circling your navel before moving under the waistband of your pants.

 Angel

Feeling your hand move under my waistband, I move on the bench seat, ever so slightly. I open my legs a little more, to give your hand more room to move. Your other hand continues to rub my back. Your fingers rub over my knickers. The warmth of your fingers circling my clitoris makes me moan with pleasure.

 Wolf

I feel we have come to the point where I just want to make you orgasm. Still keeping an eye on the surroundings, I move my fingers under your knickers. Before going any further I break our kiss and ask,

“Is it okay for me to continue, Angel?”

 Angel

Highly aroused and already past the point of no return, I reply,

“I’m okay with what is happening. You’re making me feel so good, Wolf.”

I kiss you again. Searching out your tongue. My hand flat against the back of your head, pushing you closer as I kiss you deeper. Moaning as your fingers rub my clit. My hips grind against your hand as your finger enters my pussy. Your palm is against my clit. Your finger finds my g-spot. I moan at the thrill you are giving me.

 Wolf

My finger enters your very wet pussy. You moan with approval. Still kissing, my groin is in need of adjustment again. I feel you grinding your clit against my palm as my finger finds your g-spot. I can't make the adjustment now. I feel like you are very close to coming.

 Angel

‘Damn,’ we both think, as a man approaches, too close for comfort. You pull out slowly, so as not to bring attention to what we are doing. I bring myself to slow my kissing. The man walks past our table, not too close, but close enough to make us aware of our surroundings once again. He is needing to use the tap behind us.

 Wolf

I readjust my groin, seeing as we had to stop. With his drink bottle filled, the man departs. He is either, very polite not to look back, or, he doesn’t notice anything more than a couple kissing at the table. We both giggle at the intrusion. But upon looking into your eyes again, I still see the lust and desire.

“Angel, would you like for me to continue?”

Angel

With a desire-filled look, I manage to answer you,

“Please do, Wolf.”

I’m wanting you to continue touching me again. To bring me to a most wonderful orgasm while we are outside in a public area. Kissing you, you feel the lust in my actions. Entering your fingers once again under my knickers you feel the burning desire oozing from my core.

 Wolf

You kiss me some more, and moan into my mouth. I moan back but the sound sticks in my throat. I want your orgasm to happen. I feel pre-cum leaking. You’re opening your legs, once again, for me. I feel your heat. Pushing my finger back in your pussy and my thumb on your clit, I rub harder and faster.

 Angel

My legs open wider, wanting and feeling more. It’s like you instinctively know, and push in a second finger, easily. Two fingers rubbing against my g-spot, your thumb rubbing my clit. My breathing becoming shorter, faster. My heart beating so fast I can feel it in my throat. Kissing you with such vigor as I can feel my impending orgasm approach fast. I am so wet I can hear the soft squelching as your fingers penetrate me.

 Wolf

Sensing you want to make more noise, I press our lips together. We must have been obvious by now. I don't want to prove it to the women who have moved tables. Your leg, which is against my thigh, starts to shake as I continue rubbing. This must be the orgasm as you shake and pull me closer.

Angel

I just want to scream out in pure pleasure, but you kiss deeper to keep me from making too much noise. My pussy muscles grip your fingers. My legs shake uncontrollably. My arms grip you harder, pulling you closer. My whole body tightens and shakes as my orgasm takes over. Your fingers don’t stop. I don’t want them to. I want to ride this orgasm for as long as possible. Thumb rubbing my clit, two fingers pumping my pussy. Feels amazing.

 Wolf

I feel you riding your orgasm. Your body jolting a few times. You’re holding me tighter. Our mouths still linked, but your tongue has stopped sucking mine. Your breaths are longer and more forceful. We break the kiss and smile at each other. I look into your eyes as you smile at me. Nothing needs to be said because your eyes say, ‘I've just come.’ I keep holding you as your breathing relaxes gradually.

Angel

Breathing starting to come back to normal. I feel myself calm down from an amazing orgasmic high. You’re holding me close, your hand rubbing my back. My pussy finally releases your fingers. Pulling your hand out of my knickers, you ask,

"Are you okay?"

"I am way better than okay. That was amazing," I respond.

Wolf

I kiss you again. I giggle and say in a low voice,

"I wonder if those women moved tables because of us."

At that, you look around slyly and giggle.