0 comments/ 35412 views/ 1 favorites The Picnic Tease By: Adrenaline It's about two o'clock in the afternoon and I want to go on a picnic. You, of course, would prefer to stay inside and fuck all day but I refuse to let you touch me until you fulfill my wishes. J I'm wearing a nice summer dress and I prepare the basket while you get ready. When I meet you at the door you notice that I'm carrying an extra bag. You ask me what's in it, but I shake my head, smile and grab your hand as we proceed to the bus stop. We don't have to wait too long for the bus and, to my pleasure, I realize that there aren't a lot of passengers. We sit at the back of the bus. Five minutes into the ride, I turn towards you and place my left hand on your thigh. I raise my other hand to back of your neck to lightly caress it as I lean close to your ear. "I dreamt of sucking you last night. You were helping me shop at the mall and I was in a lingerie store. I sneaked you into my changing room and changed into a teddy. We got so aroused that we started to kiss in the room: you had your hands on my ass and you were grinding against my pussy. Then I had this unbearable age to suck your cock and lick your ass. And I kneeled in front of you, shoved down your pants and boxers and licked the head of your cock. Then I told you to turn around and bend over and I sniffed and licked your ass. Do you like the sound of that?" You nod soundlessly as by now I have my hand inside your jeans and have it firmly wrapped around your cock, through your underwear. You're breathing heavily as I lick and bite your earlobe. "Would you like me to put my head in your lap right now and suck your cock through your boxers? But you'd have to pay attention so that we don't miss our stop; and I know just what would keep your attention." I remove my right hand from your neck and place it in between my legs. I close my eyes for a moment and then stare into yours as I raise my hand, revealing a very wet index finger. I rub it on your lips and since I love to taste myself, proceed to lick it off. You suddenly realize that my hand is no longer on your cock. You try to move your head back to see what's going on but I bite your bottom lip, placing my hand on the back of your neck to keep you still. Finally you feel my left hand again, this time directly on your cock. You relax again until you feel something strange closing over the base of your cock. You quickly move your head to look down and see that I've give you a cock ring. "That's just to keep you in check. Can't have you cumming prematurely now can we? Now here's our stop!" I adjust my clothing and gather our stuff while I leave you to get yourself presentable. We enter the park, looking around until we finally find a perfect spot to picnic and I go into the basket to get our stuff. My dress is rather short, and when I bend over you get a glimpse of my underwear. You realize that it is crotch-less and your fingers itch to touch the glistening lips of my visible pussy. When I think that I've tempted you enough I sit down and beckon you to join me. I notice that there are a few couples scattered around the park, but it isn't crowded. You begin to eat some salad but I take out a small container of ice cream out of the igloo. It's kind of melted but still edible. You've finally begin to relax as we talk, when suddenly a bit of ice cream drops on my breast, right over my right nipple. You get a napkin to wipe it up, but I stop you. Looking straight into your eyes, I smile playfully. "Lick it." You fumble a bit in astonishment, looking around you as a couple, from a distance, enjoy their meal. "No one's paying attention to us. Lick it NOW before it ruins my dress." Unable to resist you lean over, place your left hand on my stomach and hesitantly lick the ice cream from my nipple. "Clean it properly, and get the rest that dribbled down underneath my breast." As you enthusiastically lick and suck my nipple and the underside of my breast through the dress, you notice that I am wearing a lacy demi-cup bra. As my breathing begins to change audibly I push your head away. "That's enough." You sit back up, your erection evident. I smile, finishing my ice cream as I resume the conversation. While we talk I lean against you, tweaking your nipples and rubbing your stomach from time to time. You reach out to touch my breast and I viciously pinch one of your nipples. "Don't touch me, slut. I didn't say you could." Pleased with your immediate obedience I smile at you as we continue talking. Shifting towards the baskets I take out some crab cakes and soda for the both of us. As you drink the soda I swiftly pull your zipper down and gave your cock a quick squeeze. You choke on the soda, allowing some to spill from your mouth and unto your crotch. "Awwww, isn't that a shame? It appears to be my turn to clean up." I unbuckle your jeans, toss my hair to the right so that you can see my face and tongue as I lick and suck the soda from your boxers, making it even wetter than before. You look around nervously, noticing that one lady a few feet away has noticed our antics and is trying to observe us discreetly. I push my head further into your jeans so that my tongue can lick against your balls, and the cock ring that circles the base of your penis. "There! All finished now." Your cock is aching from all my teasing, made worse from the toy around your cock. And I'm about to make it worse. I had planned to extend the teasing but find that I don't have enough patience. Picking up my soda I move to straddle you, placing the soda beside you so that I can tastefully arrange the hem of my dress around us. I place my pussy right over your over your crotch, and you realize how wet I am, when you feel my pussy juice soaking your boxers. I wrap my legs around your waist and kiss you lightly as I take your left hand and place it on my ass under the dress. "Push your finger into my asscrack...further down...yessss...right there. Do you feel how damp it is there? That's my pussy juice. You got me so hot and wet. Only you." I move my head to your neck, licking it lightly as I slowly begin to grind against your crotch. More coming soon... The Picnic Tease Ch. 02 This is a continuation of my first story "The Picnic Tease". I've never written an erotic story prior to this so all of the feedback and votes have been well-appreciated. Good or bad, I love it so don't stop doing it. I know that I can do better and hope to improve. You press your cheek firmly against my temple as you struggle to control and inhibit your movements. Your fingers dig into my hips as I slowly grind my wet cunt up and down the length of your cock, woefully trapped beneath your cotton boxers. We're both breathing heavily, my mouth open against your neck as I swirl my tongue, tasting your sweat and nipping you occasionally. I shove my slightly sweaty hands in the back of your shirt, at times squeezing your shoulders and moving my hands into your hair. "Take...take the ring off my dick. Fuck, I need to come." I lift my face from your neck abruptly to look at you. My black hair is somewhat dishevelled and my face is flushed. You can see a faint sheen of sweat on my forehead and my mouth is slightly open as I am still panting. My legs tighten around your waist for one last grind against your cock, after which I abruptly remove my hands from around your neck and place them on the ground. I slowly slide down your legs, until I am able to lift my right leg over you in order to shift completely to the side. "Zip your pants up." I try to straighten myself as best as I can and begin to clear our little picnic area as you sit there in shock, then disbelief at the abrupt halt I placed on our antics. As I move around you can see my wetness smeared against my inner thighs. My nipples are pebbled and obvious against the soft material of my dress. My breathing is still somewhat irregular so you know that I am not as calm as I appear to be. "You can't mean that. God, Devnet just..." "Do it. Or perhaps you would prefer the lady over there to get herself into a frenzy staring at your cock that is bulging in your boxers. Or do you?" My head tilts slightly, a bemused smile on my lips as I look over at the lady who had been watching us the whole time. She was a slim blonde, with what looked to be about B-sized breasts, one of which she was rubbing slightly while staring at your crotch. Her jeans clad legs were clenched tightly together. "I can't say the thought of it doesn't push me to the edge but I'd prefer not to share. Get ready." I swing my gaze back to you, observing as you try to get your cock into a comfortable position. You zip up your jeans slowly and gingerly get to your feet. I bend to pick up the basket and take your hand in mine as we walk towards the exit of the park. You breathe slowly trying to get your impulses under control. I rub my fingers over your knuckles. "Poor baby. You're simply aching to pound into me aren't you? I know. My pussy's still clenching, even now with my inner labia sliding together constantly when I walk because I'm just so wet." I sigh thoughtfully. "I don't think that we'll be taking the bus after all. That would take entirely too long wouldn't it?" I point out, grinning up at you. "I say we take a taxi!" We rush toward the taxi stand. Luckily for you we catch one quickly as my last words all but wiped out your control and you were tempted to grab me, shove me against a pole and simply fuck and fuck until both of us were drained. You still somehow had the presence of mind to open the door for me, and I slid in flashing a cheeky grin over my shoulder. You came in quickly and closed the door as I told the driver my address. I sidled to your left side quickly, resting my head on your shoulder and rubbing your chest slowly with my left hand. Slowly I move it over to your right hand and gently bring it down right between my legs and directly unto my pussy. Automatically your fingers dip between my folds already slick with my fluids as you figure that I've never been this wet before. You slowly rub your finger against my inner lips, causing me to moan softly in your ear as I open my legs a little wider. You slide two of your fingers down my pussy until you read the entrance and tap lightly. The sound of your fingers tapping my wet pussy is quite audible and you look up to see if the driver is watching, but he seems to be rather oblivious. My tugging on your hands quickly regains your attention and you satisfy my demands by sinking your finger slowly into my cunt. I grimace slightly as my cunt is still really tight but the pain adds an extra dimension to the pleasure that I'm addicted to. You slowly pull your fingers out and sink them back in, hearing the sound your finger makes as it sinks into my impossibly wet orifice. You lift your face from my hair to watch and you can see the fluids slowly pull out as your fingers forge in and pull out. In and out. In and out. My eyes are clenched as tightly as my fingers are in your shirt and my hips undulate in response to your fingers. I try to increase the speed but your right arm is wrapped, from behind, around my waist and you hold me down keeping me to your pace. The slow but forceful fingering into my cunt, ending with audible slaps of your palm hitting my pussy. Vehicles speed by and buildings pass but neither of us notice, being absorbed in our own steaming activities. From my increasingly loud whimpers and the clenching of my pussy around your fingers you realize that I am dangerously close to climax. You add your thumb to the mixture, dipping it into my pussy just below my clit, getting it good and wet before you push up the hood and rub it slowly. My back arches abruptly and my entire body is frozen for one second before it begins to jerk abruptly beside yours. My vaginal muscles imprison your fingers in my cunt and my mouth opens on a soft gasp. My eyes open wide then close again and I begin to breathe heavily, overcome with the orgasm. You eventually take your fingers out of my pussy rubbing it gently and you look up as the driver turns into our driveway. The driver turns around with a huge Cheshire cat grin on his face. "No charge for this ride. I'm still in the holiday spirit." My eyes open at his words and realizing how I must look, quickly remove your hand from my crotch so that I can close my legs. I hurriedly pull down my dress as I try to make myself presentable but the flushed look of my body, my irregular pants and the satisfied look in my eyes are easy enough to deduce. I smile at you somewhat shyly and gesture for you to open the door. We take our things and climb out, but not before you get a good look at the seat to see the huge wet spot I left there. Your right hand is even wetter, glistening with my juices, the smell of my pussy slowly permeating the air. I grab your right hand just above the wrist, as we walk up the steps of my porch to the door, hold it palm up and lick it slowly from the edge straight up to the tip of your index finger. "Such good behaviour certainly warrants an especially good reward." *exhale* Hope y'all enjoyed it! Of course there will be more and don't forget to vote and give feedback good or bad. When I become brave enough I just may allow public comments :)