More than Just a Picnic

While it’s still cold outside and a bit wet and miserable, I thought I’d reminisce about the summer and how warm it was. My memories brought me back to a particularly lovely day when Tom and I went for a picnic in the blazing sun. We grabbed a blanket, some crusty bread and cheese and headed out of our house. We meandered to a spot we’d been walking past before, but hadn’t had the opportunity of a sunny day to take advantage of it. Our spot was on the bend of a river, curving round gently before gurgling on. Grassy fields stretched into the background, with cows dotted around chomping on grass.  A grassy path was the only sign that humans frequented this stretch of river, so we dumped our bags, spread out the blanket and stretched out.

After five minutes of lying in the sun we were already hot so decided to climb down the bank to the river. A small, pebbly beach had formed, so we hopped onto it. The river here was very shallow and slow moving: a perfect place for a paddle. I whipped off my sandals and dipped my toes in the water, gasping in the initial cold, but relaxing and welcoming it on my hot feet. After paddling for a while, splashing each other and hunting under rocks for any interesting fish, we clambered back up the bank and collapsed on the blanket.

We lay side by side and I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face and hearing the birds calling in the distance. As it was very warm, I was wearing a tank top and tiny denim shorts. I rolled the tank top up, exposing my belly to the sun, tucking it up just under my bra. Tom propped himself up on his arm, gazing down at my prostrate form, watching the curve of my breasts move up and down in rhythm with my breathing.

He leaned over and kissed me, his lips full and soft against mine. He ran his finger down my stomach finishing at the top of my shorts, then continuing on my bare thigh below. I shivered from the feeling. I pulled Tom in to kiss me again, deeper this time. He rested his hand on my hip, curving round my buttocks. We broke apart and I glanced around: no one was in sight. I looked and Tom and saw that he was thinking the same thing. Grinning, I unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped them. I pulled them down slightly to reveal white panties. Tom licked his fingers, glancing around, then slowly slid them into my shorts, finding my pussy, already wet, underneath. He ran them over the bump of my clit, rubbing it back and forth. I moaned quietly, turning my gaze to the path to check no one was coming. Tom dipped his finger into my pussy itself, slowly pumping it in and out.

I checked the path again, both paranoid that someone would catch us, but also aroused by this, thinking of their reaction: what happens if they’d want to join in? My breathing quickened as Tom pumped his finger harder into my pussy and I found it harder to stifle my moans, carried away by the tension building up in my cunt. Tom took his finger out of my pussy and started rubbing my clit again, with small sideways motions. I groaned louder, forgetting to check the path as the pleasure took over me. Closing my eyes, I could feel myself nearing climax already. It burst over me in throbbing waves, making me gasp out loud. I held it for as long as I could, and when I felt the orgasm ebbing, opened my eyes, scanning the path: it was clear. I grinned, flushed with the orgasm and turned to Tom.

“Well you seemed to enjoy that.” Tom said.

“Yes, I definitely did.” I replied. I glanced down at Tom’s jeans. A solid bulge had appeared in the fabric. “And it seems like you did too.” I added.

Inspecting the path and finding it still clear I unzipped Tom’s jeans and pulled his dick from its confines. He pulled his trousers and pants down, so that his cock was freed completely. I took his stiff penis in my hand and ran my tongue over it. Tom leaned back, groaning with pleasure. Pumping my hand up and down his shaft I flicked the top of his dick with my tongue. I drove my hand faster and took his cock into my mouth, thrusting him in and back out. Tom checked the path, groaning again as I took him deeper into my mouth. I moved my hand more slowly, massaging his whole shaft. Suddenly hot cum spurted out, covering my hand and mouth. I swallowed, continuing to pump my hand until the orgasm had receded. I glanced around and spied a dog-walker in the distance. Quickly Tom buttoned his jeans again and I lay back laughing. The person passed us a few minutes later and we nodded hello to him before turning to each other and grinning.

Rough and Ready

Tom took me to his cabin in the woods for the weekend. This is a rather wonderful, unique cabin because Tom and his dad built it from scratch out of logs and pallets. It contains a single room with a stove, a bed with a mattress (thank god) and a lovely verdant grass roof. A stream bubbles nearby so that we could get fresh water if we need to, but apart from that there are no other amenities: no electricity or running water. The site itself is quite hidden in a dell amid trees and patches of grass.

We parked the car at the top of a field and walked down to the cabin, lumping a cool box filled with food and other necessities. The sun was shining down on us as we clomped into the clearing and saw the cabin nestling in the centre. A fire pit was dug in front of the cabin to cook outdoors on if it was warm enough. Tom opened the cabin and we dumped our gear, getting stuff ready and putting logs in the stove to start warming the cabin up.  We went outside again to stretch our legs and drink in the lovely sun.

After a walk around the neighbouring fields we returned to the cabin and snuggled in with the blazing stove and cooked a delicious meal, washing it down with some wine. It had gotten dark outside by this time and the only light came from the stove and candles dotted around the cabin. The fire was warm on my legs and face and I leaned over to kiss Tom, satisfied with my dinner and the peace and quiet. His face was hot from the fire and I caressed it, sliding my hand down to his muscled arms and further down to rest on his leg. He smiled at me and kissed me back, fingers rippling across my T-shirt and breasts.

We stood up and our bodies pressed up against each other as our lips locked again. Tom tugged my T-shirt off and I unhooked my bra. He fondled my breasts bending his head to suck on my nipples, taking one in his mouth then the other. I pulled off his T-shirt and we both slipped off our trousers and pants, heading over to the bed.

Tom lay me down on the bed and ran his tongue over my body making me shiver as it darted up to my neck, circling around my nipples before diving down my stomach to my thighs. His hot tongue ran between my thighs to my wet pussy, darting in and out as he lapped up my juices. I moaned and opened my legs wider so that his tongue could reach further into me. He pumped his tongue to my cunt, flicking his finger across my ass at the same time. He slowly pushed his finger into my ass and I moaned again at the sensation. His tongue moved up to my clit licking and sucking it as his finger fucked my ass. It drove me wild and I couldn’t contain my need for his cock for long, pushing him onto his back and taking his dick in my mouth, making him hard. I grabbed his balls, massaging them as I took his cock into my mouth again, tickling the head with my tongue before plunging down to the base of the shaft.

 After a few pumps I straddled him and guided his dick into my pussy, lowering myself onto his cock slowly. I could feel my pussy’s lips spreading to receive his hard penis and gasped as he filled me. I raised my hips slightly, bringing my pussy lips back up to the tip of his dick before sliding back down onto them. I started to move my hips in a circle, pushing myself hard onto his dick so that he could feel every movement. I changed direction, hips gyrating the other way as I leant forward so that he could fondle my breast at the same time.

I reached forward and grabbed the headboard of the bed, pulling myself up so that I was squatting on my feet above him, with his dick still embedded in my pussy. I bounced, pushing myself hard onto his dick. His hands came up to guide my ass, slamming me down with extra force and speed. This is a great technique to try because this position means you can really slam yourself down onto your partner and it feels tighter because your legs are drawn up in front of you.

Tom bent his knees, putting his feet flat against the bed and pushed up so that his hips were in the air and shoulders and feet resting on the bed. This meant that his back was perfectly arched with his cock at the highest point. I held on to the headboard and with my feet still resting on the bed pumped up and down against him. This extra height meant that I could feel his dick even deeper inside me, since gravity was helping me to fall onto it. Guys, give it a go if you want to. You won’t be able to sustain it for too long and may need to rest your back for a bit at intervals before trying again, but it’s worth it because you will be literally balls deep in pussy. I fucked Tom, circling my hips as I lowered and raised myself onto his cock.

Tom dropped his hips then and I turned around so that I was facing away from him. Licking my fingers I reached down and rubbed my clit as I bounced hard against his dick. After a few minutes I could feel the tension building and lay down on top of Tom so that I was still facing away from him. He picked up where I had left off, rubbing my clit as he fucked me. Because I was spread out on top of him my clit was even more visible and it felt electric as he rubbed it.

The tension started building in my pussy again and I knew I was near cumming. “Should I cum for you?” I whispered to Tom. “Yeh, you cum for me. We can both cum together.” He replied, rubbing my clit faster and pumping with deep strokes into my dripping pussy. I felt my pussy tighten as the orgasm suddenly exploded and Tom fucked my pussy harder as I came, his own orgasm bursting moments later. He kept pumping until all of his load had filled my little pussy then slowed and stopped. I continued to lie on top of him as my own senses cleared out of the orgasm filled haze. The candles were still flickering around the cabin, casting a half-light over everything. “That was so romantic.” I said sarcastically, grinning as I snuggled up to Tom. “Well, it might not have been romantic, but I’d rather do that than all of the ‘romantic’ things in the world.” Tom replied, bringing his arm around me to hold me. “I agree.” I answered, kissing him lightly on the cheek. 

Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned

Tom and I aren’t the slightest bit religious, so when we came across a chapel one afternoon, we decided to use it for an entirely different, blasphemous purpose. Tom and I were just out visiting a nearby village having a wander and a stretch of our legs. We came across a really cute chapel, a small rectangular building made of simple stone blocks with a cross perched on the roof. We pushed the old wooden door open and went inside, curious about this new find. Inside the chapel comprised of only two rooms, a main room with five rows of benches facing a small pulpit, and an anteroom for the priest to prepare in and presumably have a bit of peace and quiet when they needed it. It was deserted and it didn’t look like many people came in here apart from when a service was on.

I walked around the building, looking at a memorial to the war dead from the world wars, carved into the wall. A small poppy wreath lay underneath it. The windows high up on the wall only let in a dim light although it was blazing sunshine outside. Tom was inspecting the figure of Christ on the pulpit when I walked up behind him and kissed his neck, wrapping my arms around him, feeling his strong arms and chest under my grip. He moaned slightly at the touch of my lips and turned around, kissing me deeply. “You know, anyone could walk in?” He said as he stroked my breast through my T-shirt. I could feel my nipple stiffening under his touch. “I know.” I replied thrilled by the thought, “Then what are we waiting for?” Tom pushed me over to one of the cold stone walls. He kissed me again, then unbuttoning my jeans and licking his fingers, slipped them inside my trousers and pants until his fingers danced over my pussy. I groaned and reached across to undo his jeans too, pulling his hardening dick out so that I could stroke it as he rubbed my pussy. He rubbed my clit slowly as he kissed my neck and I started to pump my hand up and down his shaft with long, slow strokes. I could feel my pussy throbbing and wet under his fingers. He slid a finger into my cunt, sliding it in and out whilst rubbing my clit with his thumb. I pumped my hand faster on his dick and he increased the pace too, finger-fucking my pussy and still rubbing my clit. I fondled my breast with my other hand, pulling my T-shirt up so that I could pinch my nipple and feel it hardening as I was fucked my Tom’s finger.

I glanced towards the door, thinking that we could be walked in on at any second. I imagined what we must look like to a stranger: Tom with his big hard dick out, me with my T-shirt pulled up and Tom’s hand down my jeans. The thought spurred me on until I could feel the climax building. I stroked Tom’s cock faster as I felt myself cumming and he rubbed my clit harder until I felt the orgasm burst through me. It rocked through my body and Tom held me up until I regained control of my legs, then I quickly knelt down on the hard flagon floor in front of Tom and took his big dick in my mouth. I took his whole length in, feeling it fill me until I couldn’t take any more of it. I slid his cock in and out of my mouth again and again, long slow strokes at first, building up faster. Then I licked the tip of his cock, flicking my tongue across it as I stroked his dick with my hand. I took his cock in my mouth again, still using my hand to stroke it in time with sliding his shaft in and out of my mouth. “You’re such a bad girl, sucking my cock in a chapel.” Tom said, relishing the moment.

“Well I’ll just get sent to hell and be punished for all my earthly sins.” I replied smiling, stroking his dick faster.

“You certainly have a few of those, naughty girl. Do you want to be even naughtier and take my cum in your mouth?” Tom asked.

“Yeh, I want to see a priest walk in just as you cum in my mouth.” I said. I pumped my hand even faster, taking his dick in my mouth. I could feel his climax building up until hot cum exploded into my mouth. I took all of his cum, pumping my hand up and down his dick until his orgasm had finished, then swallowed the hot load. “You’re such a naughty girl.” Tom said laughing.

“Well I was never very interested in church.” I replied, standing up and buttoning my jeans. I was slightly disappointed that a priest had not walked in on us, if only to see the shocked look on their face. “But then again,” I reflected, “it was probably for the best,” as Tom and I quietly slipped out of the chapel pretending to any strangers who might be around that nothing had just happened.

I just wanted to add a note that there seems to be a great stigma about taking a guy’s cum in your mouth and swallowing it, or having a guy cum on you. Some people see it as degrading for the woman, but if it turns you on and as long as both partners are happy with it then try it. Equally, if you don’t like it, that’s fine too. The key, as with many of these acts, is for both partners to be honest with each other and open to trying new things, so that you can find out if you like it or not. But if you find that you are not comfortable with it, then don’t continue doing it because you are not going to enjoy the sex and there’s no point forcing yourself to do something that’s not enjoyable.