The day is warm and sunny
as I drive up to your house - perfect for the picnic
we've been planning for weeks. I tap the horn, and you
come running out of the house.
As you cross the lawn, I take advantage of the
opportunity to watch your breasts bounce and your body
gracefully sway under the lightweight blue dress you're
This is not without effect - when you reach the car, my
cock is almost poking out the leg of my white shorts,
and the bulge created by its length is plainly visible.
We kiss quickly, and I slide the car out into traffic.
The drive to the marina is only about half an hour, but
seems to take forever. We even have a few near misses
when my attention drifts from the road's hazards to your
charms, but we eventually arrive safely to find my
uncle's boat right where he promised it would be. It
starts up on the first try, powerful engine roaring, and
we skim out over the water, leaving a trail of churned
white foam behind us.
Soon we are out on the open sea, bouncing across the
waves. Here, where there is nothing to hit, I'm paying
more attention to you than to the boat. You are
teasingly shifting in the seat to make your skirt slide
higher up your thighs, and leaning over to examine the
dashboard, not incidentally giving me glimpses of your
tanned tits sliding inside your blouse.
All of this is giving me a monumental hard-on, a detail
that has not escaped your notice. We spend the entire
hour making each other hotter and hotter without a
single touch. By the time we reach the secluded cove on
the back side of Catalina, both of us are fantastically
I run the boat up to the shore, and help you out - not
missing the chance to caress your soft breast and give
the stiff nipple a quick squeeze. Handing you the
blanket, I grab the paper bag and ice chest that hold
our provisions, and we walk up the shore several yards
to a grassy little area overhung by shady trees.
You spread out the blanket and barely have it on the
ground before I am holding you
tightly, my hands squeezing your bottom, my groin
rubbing against your belly, and my mouth locked to
yours, tongues writhing and twisting together. Our
embrace lasts for several minutes, just holding each
other close and kissing hotly. Finally I raise my head
and say, "Shall we eat?"
Our clothes drop off quickly - I actually pop the button
off my shorts in my haste to get them off. We hold each
other again, enjoying the sensation of skin against
skin. My cock is trapped between our bodies, and you can
feel it throbbing against you. I move gently
against you, feeling your soft breasts crushed against
my chest, the hard nipples standing out like bullets. I
lift you in my arms, carrying you across the grass to
the blanket, where I lay you down. Reaching into the ice
chest, I pull out a glass and a bottle of champagne.
I hand you the filled glass, and with a wide smile kneel
between your legs with the bottle. I hold it over your
smooth crotch and begin pouring a slow trickle down,
licking it up as it runs through your pussy. The
combination of the champagne and your own juice is
delicious, and I lap rapidly at your cunt trying to
catch it all. You are feeling incredible sensations, as
the champagne tickles your sensitive pussy and I
voraciously lick you. The champagne in your glass is not
going to waste - dipping your fingers in it, you rub it
on your nipples, which are quickly becoming as hot as
your crotch. I begin concentrating on your erect little
clit, and the pleasure grows. You know that orgasm is
not far away.
Then I abruptly set the bottle down and reach for the
chest again, this time pulling out a bunch of grapes.
Leaning back over you, I lick quickly at one
champagne-flavored nipple and exchange a kiss before
moving back down between your legs. Spreading and
your cunt, I begin pushing the grapes inside, one by
one. Finally, they are all inside, and once again I
place my mouth over your crotch, sucking them out. As
each pops out and into my mouth, new shivers of
excitement shoot through you, culminating at last in a
raging, explosive climax that almost lifts you off the
blanket. Lying back gasping for breath, you look down at
my head, still buried between your thighs.
"C'mon, I'm hungry too" you say softly as you sit up and
I roll over to take your place on the ground. My cock
stands up straight, stiff and hard, as you bring out the
condiments - chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and a
cherry for the top. Soon my crotch is a mound of
chocolate and whipped cream, the cherry balanced
precariously atop my rigid cock. You waste no time in
lapping up the sweet mixture, my shaft quivering with
each stroke of your tongue. A steady stream of fluid is
trickling from the swollen red head, and you lick it
swirling your tongue around and around the cherry still
miraculously balanced on top. Finally you slip me into
your mouth, and after only a few moments in that hot wet
grip, my cock lets loose, shooting it's own special
sauce into your throat.
Looking down at your chocolate-smeared face next to my
still half-hard rod, I fumble behind me in the bag to
see if there is anything left in our supplies. I find
what I am looking for, and gently draw you up next to
me. Sliding down, tracing a trail over your body with my
tongue, I lie down again between your legs and taste
your pussy. If anything, it is wetter than before, and a
slight taste of the champagne remains. But then I take
the banana that I am holding in my hand, and begin
rubbing it up and down along the length of your slit.
You moan with pleasure, and reach down to hold your cunt
lips open, showing me your hot pink hole. The banana
slides in easily, and you gasp as it twists inside you.
Leaving it buried inside, I lick and nibble your clit
for several minutes before pulling it out again with my
teeth, eating it as it emerges from you.
When it is gone, your body is hotter than you can ever
remember it being. You are desperate to come, your body
straining for climax. Your fingers are rubbing and
digging at your clit, and you beg me to make you come.
"We're out of bananas - I guess this will have to do" I
chuckle, and shove my hard cock all the way inside you.
Your scream and my shout at the sensation emerge at the
same time, and for a moment I hold still inside you
while we enjoy it. Then I roll sideways and pull you
close, our sweaty bodies sliding together as my cock
slides in and out of your quivering pussy.
Our hands are roaming over each others' bodies,
stroking, squeezing, caressing, and we are kissing
hotly, trying to devour each other with our lips and
tongues. Your climax is first, even more violent than
the last, and as your body shakes and quivers my release
is triggered. For long moments we are held in ecstasy,
rolling and bucking on the ground together.
We finally catch our breath, and lean together against a
tree, you sitting with your back to me between my spread
legs, with my arms around your waist and hands idly
stroking your belly. You turn your head and laugh as you
say "Hey, you want to go into town and get
something to eat?"