It was starting out to be a beautiful day, perfect for our plans. Master and I were going out for a picnic and to spend the day wandering through the woods. I had just finished putting the last of the food into the picnic basket and was waiting for Master to come upstairs. Smiling to myself, I thought about the fun we were going to have and secretly hoped that this would be the day my fantasy of having sex outdoors would come true.
Master came upstairs, carrying a small bag. I looked at the bag but restrained myself from asking what was in it, though my curiosity was running wild.
"Hey, baby, let's get this show on the road." He gave me a kiss and swatted my ass as I grabbed up the basket and headed out the door. We stashed the basket and Master's mysterious bag in the trunk of the car and started down the road.
I smoothed my short denim skirt down, noticing that my nipples were hard through my blouse. Feeling his gaze, I turned to look at Master, blushing slightly at his knowing grin.
"Feeling a little horny?" He laughed as my cheeks got redder.
"Maybe a little, Master" I said with an embarrassed giggle.
"Well, I think we should let some others enjoy the sight of my horny eel. Lean the seat back a little and unbutton your blouse." Hearing his pet name for me, because I tended to wiggle a lot, made me smile.
Doing what I was told, my nipples got even harder as my blouse slipped open, a gentle air conditioned breeze blowing over them. I looked over at Master, seeking his approval. He smiled, reaching over to pinch the nipple closest to him, squeezing it hard. I gasped and gave a little shudder as he let go, the wetness growing between my thighs.
"Now, pull up your skirt and spread those slutty thighs of mine. I want you to play with yourself for the entertainment of all the truckers who drive by. Be as erotic and nasty as you can, but you may not cum."
Squirming in my seat, I pulled up my skirt and slid my fingers down over my pussy, fingers spreading my swollen lips open. I moaned softly as my fingertip brushed over my clit before rubbing around my cunt opening. The idea of others watching me act like a slut made me even wetter and hornier.
I grinned over at Master, and held up my soaked fingers, wiggling them at him before I slowly ran them over my nipples. My scent wafted up to my nose from my wet nipples, making me groan in pleasure.
"A truck is coming up slut. I want you to grab one of those tits hard in your hands and suck that cunt juice off. Show this trucker what a shameless whore you are."
I giggled, face hot. "Yes, Master" Grabbing my right tit tight, fingers squeezing it, I flicked my tongue back and forth across the nipple, eyes glancing sideways to see if the trucker pulled up next to us was watching. My eyes widened a bit as I saw the trucker looking down at me, a rather surprised grin on his face. Taking a breath, I winked up at him and slowly sucked my nipple into my mouth, lips tight around it, making sure my legs were spread wide. Master chuckled as he glanced over at my act.
"I think he's seen enough," Master said as he stepped on the accelerator, leaving the truck behind us.
I pulled my head back, nipple popping out of my mouth and laughed. "Think he enjoyed the show?"
"Oh, I'm sure he did and I bet by now every trucker on this road is looking for this car!" Master laughed.
I purred softly and slid my fingers back to my now throbbing clit, gently toying with it. We passed two more trucks on our way. Each one got his own special slut show, one watching me finger fuck myself and then suck the juice off my fingers. The other one got to watch me fuck myself with a dildo Master had stashed in the glove box while Master pulled and pinched my nipples. The thought of those men getting hard and stroking themselves off while thinking of my little show made me so hot I had to slow myself down a couple times to keep from cumming.
As we approached the State park Master told me to straighten myself out before he pulled in and found a parking space. We got the stuff out of the trunk, Master making sure he took the mystery bag. As we walked past a group of people I blushed softly.
"Master, do you think they can smell the cunt juice on me?"
Master grinned at me evilly. "Eel, you might as well be wearing a neon sign saying 'Total Whore'."
I turned brighter red, embarrassed and aroused at the same time. Master picked a path into the woods and I followed. We walked along for awhile, talking about the scenery, Master pointing out different trees and birds to me. Suddenly Master turned and stepped off the path, walking into the trees and underbrush.
"Come on girl, if you get lost I'm going to beat your ass!" He turned and winked at me. I giggled and followed him.
We walked for a few more minutes, deep into the trees now, the path long gone from view. We reached a small clearing, surprisingly clear of underbrush, a stream running along one side. There was a little break in the leaf canopy overhead, letting in the sunlight but screening us from the heat. I set the basket down and smiled.
"This is beautiful, Master!"
