Hello my lovelies!
This isn’t a story as such - it’s a fantasy! My number one fantasy - and one I hope to fulfill! 
It’s June, early afternoon, and the warm sun is caressing my skin. I’m with a meet. He has that perfect combination we all look for - he’s attractive, with a good physique and a mesmerising personality - someone who makes a whole day together disappear in the blink of an eye!
We’ve met a few times - often enough to be comfortable with each other - but rare enough that each meeting still causes a frisson of excitement, a quickness of the pulse and a mild but persistent throbbing of the groin!
We’re sprawled on large a tartan blanket with a traditional picnic hamper, morsels of food left on plates, glasses of half empty Rioja slowly warming in the sun. I’m wearing a floaty button-front sundress, very respectable to a strangers eye, but underneath, at his behest, I have a front-fastening bra and I’m devoid of my usual thong, which I half-remember I left on the passenger seat of the car!
He leans over me, the warm taste of red wine still on his lips, and kisses me, gently at first, teasing my lips and tongue, out tongues barely touching, and slowly caresses my neck and ear lobe with his nimble fingers. His lips slowly start to travel down my neck, throat and chest, and as he does so he slowly unfastens the buttons on my dress!
His lips reach my breasts, and as his fingers deftly unhook my bra, his tongue flicks across my nipples. The combination of his expert tongue and the warmth of the sun is intoxicating, and I slowly begin to moan softly, feeling the dampness spread between my thighs!
His lips stay locked on my nipples whilst his fingers continue their journey downwards, languorously unbuttoning as they make their descent! Finally, after what seems like an eternity, they reach my pubic bone. He inserts a finger into my already soaking vagina, and uses that moistness to lubricate his finger, slowly rubbing my clit, his eyes locked on mine, enjoying my growing need for him! Whilst rubbing, he eases two fingers inside me, marvelling at how wet I am already, and starts to work his magic. He probes further, finds that perfect spot, and sets to work. My head falls back and I start to scream silently, abdomen thrusting along with the rhythm of his fingers, until a low sound escapes me, and I gush over his fingers, hot and wet, soaking his hand, my dress and the blanket!
‘Bad girl! ‘ he tutts - and slowly removes my wet dress.
I’m lying naked under him, waiting for him to thrust that delicious hard cock into my now drenched pussy - but he doesn’t - instead he insipid he’s jeans and straddles my shoulders, reaching up and thrusting his rock hard cock straight into my mouth and throat, whilst his hands reach down and tweak my nipples, hard but not too rough, making me moan out loud!
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Anxious to see more x
