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Subject: Title story: "PICNICS" Author: Taboo Girl 58253758
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Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2005 09:57:54 +0000
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PICNICS I lived in a small town in the Midwest. I loved the countryside and the
open areas. There were a number of state parks around, and I liked to go and
pack a lunch, and sit in the middle of nowhere and eat lunch, enjoying nature.
On weekends in the summer, I would pack a picnic lunch, and go to a park, and
kick back and relax and eat slowly, watching the local forest inhabitants
staring at me from the nearby trees. I found some very remote, very serene
meadows and streams. The area was lovely. One Saturday, I went over to my
sister's house, picnic lunch packed and ready. I asked if anyone wanted to go
with me. No one, it seemed, had time to go enjoy nature with me. Except my
nephew, Charles. Charles was a handsome young man, and I welcomed his company.
Wearing only a white T-shirt and a white pair of shorts to compliment my light
pink halter and pink shorts, we took off in my car and drove away in silence. I
decided to head for one of the small clearings where there was a gentle stream
running into a small lake. I loved that area in particular. Remote and
undisturbed, the area was basically just forest and small furry animals watching
from the nearby trees. Charles and I set up the blanket beside the small lake,
and lay back and enjoyed the glen for a few minutes. The day was warm, hot,
even, and I was glad I hadn't worn any heavier clothing. "Hey, this would be a
nice day for a swim," Charles said. "That lake sure looks inviting." He was a
muscular young man, brown hair, blue eyes, long, hairy legs. I thought about a
swim, and realized, there wasn't a change of clothes or swimming gear in the
car. "Yes, it would be," I said. "Too bad we didn't bring any swimming trunks."
He looked at me, looking up and down my body. The look was calculating, as if he
could see right through my clothes. "We could go skinny-dipping," he said, his
voice slightly cracking. I could feel my eyebrows crease as I looked at him. I
laughed. "Yes, indeed, we could, but, I don't feel like being on display in the
middle of nowhere." "No one comes here, anyway, and no one's going to look," he
countered. "You would," I said with a sheepish grin. "So? It's not like it's not
something I haven't seen before." I laughed even louder. "I bet," I said. "You
sound like you've really been around, Chuck." He frowned. "OK, bad idea, I
guess, but, I'm going to go for a swim!" With that, he stood and moved a little
toward the lake. I watched as he peeled his T-shirt over his head, and then
kicked off his sneakers. He peeled his socks off, then hooked his hands in his
white shorts. He peeled them down to his ankles, and all he was wearing was a
tiny pair of briefs. I could clearly see the outline of his butt. Nice ass, I
thought in the back of my mind. He turned and looked at me. I could see the
bulge of his dick in his shorts. It looked to me like he was getting hard. He
stood there, and then, moving slowly, he reached down and hooked his thumbs and
fingers in the band of his jockey shorts. I was staring right at his crotch as
he tugged at the elastic band, and was rewarded by a great display of pubic
hair, then, his semi-hard cock suddenly poked up. His balls hung low and hairy,
swaying gently as his body moved. He stooped and kicked off his jockey shorts,
standing there naked. I looked him over. Jeez, I thought, this was quite a nice
body I was looking at, and I could feel a familiar tingling in my pussy as he
stood there. Then, he turned, and I was rewarded with a view of his muscular ass
as he took a few steps to the edge of the water and walked in. I was hot then,
turned on and physically hot. I stood and peeled my halter top off, then my
shoes and socks, my breasts free and my nipples hard from the sudden exposure to
the air, and from Charles' exposure of his cock. My nipples were sticking out
and hard and brown. Charles turned and looked at me as I pulled my shorts down.
I could see his cock and balls he was in the water of the small lake only up to
his thighs. His eyes widened as I peeled off my panties. He smiled, a crooked,
amazed grin on his face. I stepped toward the water, and he moved farther away,
to the point where the cool water was just touching his heavy-hanging balls. His
balls tightened right away, and it turned me on to watch. My pussy was wet. My
nephew was turning me on! We splashed around in the water for a few minutes, and
then, he came closer to me, splashing water on me, making my nipples very hard
from the cold water. "Your nipples are hard," he said with a choked voice. I
looked at his cock, sticking straight up. "So is your penis," I said in retort.
He shrugged. "It happens," he said. I knew that for sure. We climbed back onto
the grass and lay in the sun. I looked at his hard cock throbbing, so close to
me, as he lay there. It was pointing right at me, throbbing, and he was staring
at my pussy. My pussy was wet and hot, and it needed some attention! I wondered
what he would do if I played with myself, if he would jack off while I watched.
That would be OK, I thought. But, there was more. He leaned toward me and ran
his hand along my thigh. I didn't stop him at all. I wanted to stop him, and at
the same time, didn't want to stop him. It was wrong, I told myself, but that
voice was overridden by my pussy! He touched my pussy, and I got up and whirled
around, my face close to his cock. We lay there in a sixty-nine position, his
hard, throbbing dick right in my face. I reached out and grabbed it at the base,
just as he touched my pussy lips with his warm fingers. I moved my head down and
flicked my tongue out at his hairy balls. It was clear to me that he didn't know
what to do, and had probably never eaten or touched a pussy in his life. "Stick
your finger in, kinda slow," I said. Then, I moved my tongue to the base of his
cock, and traveled up to the throbbing, wet purple head of it. I sucked it into
my mouth, moving my tongue around on it as I took it all the way to the back of
my throat. His body jerked, and he stuck his finger in me, and I came, just as
his cock suddenly jerked and shot a load of hot cum in my mouth. Again and
again, he shot load after hot, salty load of cum at the back of my throat. His
finger stopped moving in and out of my pussy, and I let go of his cock. I was
satisfied, for now, and I was sure he was, too. But, he had to learn a few more
things. That day, I showed him how to eat pussy. And, the week after that, when
we went on another picnic. I showed him how to fuck. We go on a picnic every
week now. --- Gloria R., Des Moines, IO
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