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Date: Wed, 10 Jun 2009 00:50:31 +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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