1. The Picnic


    Date: 3/31/2016, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: eve_mercurio, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    The day is warm and there is a small breeze; perfect for a makeshift picnic in the backyard. I call you over and soon enough we are both sitting on a blanket. We eat and talk. There is sexual tension in the air. I have made a strawberry shortcake desert with whip cream. I pick up a dab of whip cream with the tip of my finger and raise it to your lips. You clean it off but continue to suck on it. The sensation sends a tingle to my core and my lips part in a slight sigh of pleasure. Our eyes meet and there is only one thing for certain. Hunger. I kiss you with dessert being long forgotten. Soon enough our lips have begun their explorations and our groins are grinding against each other. I can feel your hardened erection poking its way through the rough material of your jeans. "I want you to fuck me right here." "Make me scream so loud the neighbor will come outside. And when he does, I want him to see how hard we're fucking," I whisper into your ear. "Let's give him something to make his dick a little stiff. What do you say?" I encourage, massaging the thick hardened shaft I want so bad. "You planned this out didn't you?" "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t. Why don’t you look in the picnic basket?" I ask you. You look inside the picnic basket and quickly find the bottle of lube. You smile, knowing what I want. The flow of juices between my legs increases and my nipples tighten. I pull off my t-shirt, expose my breasts and hard nipples, and lift an eyebrow, challenging you. Within ...
    seconds you are on me, your hands assault my breasts and nipples. I pull off your t-shirt and have already taken off your belt buckle. We roughly push any remnants from our picnic out of the way, as we continue assaulting each other's bodies. There are many bites, moans, and juices flowing around. I manage to free your cock from its confines and I stroke it while you fondle my breasts. "Make me scream," I half moan. Your fingers glide their way up my calves, tease my inner thighs and rub at my silken vulva, spreading out my flooding nectar. One finger enters my channel in a thrusting motion, and my hips buck up. Then you add another. You kiss and suckle my breasts as you finger me. "Ohhhh" "Harder." "Please give it to me harder." "Oh God." I have three fingers in my cunt; my thighs shake; my hips buck; my back arches; and you bite my nipples. I need to cum. "I'm going to cum." You understand my desperation and then you pull your fingers out. It's sweet torture. I whimper at the loss and I can feel my vaginal muscles missing your fingers. They spasm and squeeze looking for something to hold onto and caress. I roll over onto all fours and disperse my nectar up to my asshole. I spread my cheeks apart, exposing my tight rosebud. My shoulders are on the ground and my backside is ready for you to take me. I smirk, knowing that my pussy juice is glistening on my fully exposed pussy lips and that you are leering at my cunt and asshole. "Fuck me in the ass." "Give this slut your cock." ...
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