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Subject: Title story: "PICNICS" Author: Taboo Girl 42341704
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Date: Sat, 30 Apr 2005 06:12:14 +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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