A Blue Dress

Sitting at a table in the Mall's second floor food court he saw her coming before she saw him. She wore a periwinkle blue dress he hadn't seen before. It stopped well above her knees exposing a lot of long, beautiful, shapely legs. They had agreed to meet there before driving out to her parents' home but he had come early and was sitting with a cup of coffee studying for his class on Business Organizations (AKA "Corporations"). Jake was a second year law student.

He saw her before she spotted him. Stepping off the escalator she had stood on her toes, her long graceful neck extended, as she searched about the food court looking for her lover. When she saw him she smiled, a bright high wattage smile that lit up the otherwise dull room of tables and chairs surrounded by the Mall's quota of the standard fast food vendors, each brightly lit with wildly colored overheads and counter fascia advertising their specialty, but somehow still managing to look the same. Ask any number of people who went to the same marketing schools to design your logos and marketing appearance and somehow it all comes out the same whether the product is bagels or tocos. Fast food is a commodity, regardless of what culture it originates from so you sell it with color and glitz.

Jake wasn't paying any attention to the riot of expensively crafted marketing around him or to whatever it was he had just been reading about the fiduciary duties of corporate directors. It was all gone from his mind as he watched Lisa, her smile leading her toward him through the maze of tables. Jake thought Lisa looked stunning as she walked towards him, her long soft brown hair hanging down around her shoulders. She was about 5-7 or 5-8 but a bit short waisted so her legs were very long; and very shapely Jake was thinking as she walked towards him. The light weight blue dress hung easily on her small frame. Jake was always amazed at how easy it was for him to lift her, his hands around her tiny waist, so she was taller than him looking down at his face her hair tumbling forward and around his head.

My god she is beautiful, he thought. How did I ever get along without her before I came here. It wasn't just her beauty that entranced Jake. Her willingness to talk and listen, to hear him out, and to share her ideas and thoughts on just about any topic that came up between him. Unlike other girls he had known there was no artifice with Lisa. You got exactly what you saw with her and she expected and accepted the same from Jake.

He stood to greet her and she threw her arms around his neck pulling herself into his chest. At 6-2 Jake was several inches taller than Lisa and strong enough to easily lift her off her feet and carry her to bed. His hands were low on her back and pulling her belly and hips into his as they kissed.

The kiss done, she said, "Hello stud. Miss me?"

"Terribly."

"Nobody's fault but your own," she said. "You were up and gone before I woke up this morning. If you had hung around we could have made love again."

"My error. The morning meeting of my study group was boring, as was my 10:00 o'clock Con Law class."

Lisa remained hanging from his neck, his arms still wrapped around her waist, their bodies pressed tightly together. Her small breasts were pressed firmly against his chest. "Oh too bad. Poor baby. You didn't get enough last night?" she asked.

"There's never enough," he said letting her drop to her feet.

"Mmm. I agree," she replied.

"New dress?" he asked.

"Oh yes," she said, backing away from him. "You like?" she asked as she twirled around, the hem of the already short dress flying up a bit to expose even more of her shapely legs. The blue color matched her striking blue eyes

"Very much," he said. He could tell she wore no bra beneath it. After their hug and lengthy kiss her nipples were swollen and making small humps in the thin fabric of the dress.

"I bought it for work." Lisa worked as a sales clerk in one of the department stores in the Mall so she always tried to dress stylishly. She was taking a "pause year" from the East Coast Ivy League college her parents had sent her too. Having grown up in California she hated Boston. And then there was the problem of the affair she had with one of her professors and the scandal that resulted from it. A pause year had seemed like a good idea to Lisa; and to her parents; and to the University which in truth just wanted the scandal to go away.

"It makes you look so sexy," he told her, "Especially with those spiky heeled sandals you are wearing."

"Good, I bet you can't wait to take it off me."

"Mmmm. Yes. But I thought we were going to your parents place tonight?" Lisa's parents lived in Orinda just over the hill from Berkeley in a home they had bought from Lisa's grandparents. It was a classic 1960's style ranch that faced on a golf course.

"We are, but we don't have to be there for several hours. There's something else I need," she said with an inviting smile. "We have time." Her blue eyes were gleaming up at him in lust. As she spoke she reached forward with one hand and lightly stroked his partially erect cock.

"Oh is that so?" he asked.

"Yes." His arms were around her again and they were lost in their own little world in the center of the busy, noisy, glitzy food court. For each of them nothing existed beyond their lover's close and immediate presence.

"Where?" he asked. "Are we going back to my apartment in Berkeley? My roommates may be there." Lisa had her own apartment in the Marina District of San Francisco, but she spent most nights with Jake at his place after she finished her late shift at the department store. They didn't tell her parents this and his roommates didn't care. Their girlfriends were often around also.

"No, no. You passed up on the opportunity for a soft bed when you left early this morning. Just come with me. I have a car today. There is a place I want to show you."

"Okay. Do you want lunch?"

"No," she said lightly stroking his cock again. "There's something else I want to eat so much more than any of the fast food crap they sell here."

He gasped and said, "Oh yeah. And it's free too."

He packed his papers and his lap top into a knapsack and she led the way threading through the tables to the escalator, deliberately swinging her hips as she walked. Jake walked a few steps behind enjoying the view of her ass, lightly covered by the fall of the new dress, and the beauty of her legs so stunningly displayed by the dress and the heels she wore. When they reached the escalator he closed the gap so he was standing on the step immediately behind her. He used his free hand to cup her ass and fondle it through the light weight dress. Is she wearing panties, he wondered.

Lisa leaned back and whispered, "Mmmm that feels nice."

There was no one behind them on the escalator. He bent his knees just a bit and used his hand to raise the hem of her dress letting him fondle her tight buttock beneath the dress. He was right. Lisa wore no panties.

An older couple stepped on to the machine at the bottom so it was bringing them towards Jake and Lisa. Lisa stepped forward and down one level and Jake pulled his hand back letting the blue dress fall back in place, leaving both disappointed. The couple would laugh later about the lust they had observed as they rode the escalator up. "Do you remember?" he asked her. "Of course," she responded. "You were a dirty boy just like him." He stared at her and then asked, "And you?" She smiled and responded, "I loved it." They stayed for a second cup of coffee talking about how good it had been so many years ago.

Fifteen minutes later she pulled her small car into the parking lot of a public park well up in the East Bay hills. The park was a part of one of the Bay Area's jewels, a string of public land running along much of the ridge top defining the eastern limits of the Bay, separating it's cool marine climate from the warmth of California's Central Valley which began a few miles to the east of the ridge. The top of the ridge and the land down both sides still provided a home for the tall, graceful redwood forest that had once defined much of the hills of the Bay Area. It had all been logged out before the beginning of the 20the century to build Oakland at the base of the hills and San Francisco across the Bay, but redwood recovers quickly when left to its own devices for a hundred years with new trees some at least one hundred feet tall growing in rings around the massive stumps of the logged out old growth.

Jake's dick was fully erect. He hadn't thought of much of anything except how good her ass had felt before the aged couple had spoiled their fun on the escalator. Lisa had stroked his cock again as they stepped off the escalator and repeatedly as they drove to the park keeping him as aroused as her. She slid out of the car and stood facing him over the top of the car. Jake could see her swollen nipples making little tents in the dress, just above the top of the car.

"See anything you like?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Want to see more?" She used the fingers of her hands to rub her already obviously aroused nipples through the soft fabric of the dress.

He licked his lips and asked, "Where?"

"We have to walk a bit," she responded. "But first I have to change shoes. Can't walk a trail in these heels." She walked around to Jake's side of the car and sat sideways on the passenger side seat with the door open, her long legs stretching out before her. Bending over to release the catches on the sandals she gave Jake a good view of her breasts when the loose fitting top of the blue dress billowed out. They were small but not really flat, hanging down with their engorged dark nipples begging to be kissed. Jake licked his lips in silence as he stared at her deliberate exposure of her naked breasts. Reaching in the back seat she retrieved a tired looking pair of running shoes. She pulled a foot up resting it on the bottom of the car frame as she put the shoe on. As she did that her dress fell open and slid to the top of her legs. Lisa deliberately splayed her knee to the side giving Jake a good view of her naked pussy. "Enjoying the view?" she asked.

Jake responded, "Yes." After a moment's pause he added, "You really are an exhibitionist."

"I know. I do it for you." Jake knew better than that. He understood Lisa loved to show herself off to him, but there was a secret side to her that loved the risk of someone other than Jake seeing the parts of her she reserved only for her lover. It was a secret she admitted to Jake, and perhaps only to herself, when they were making love.

Both shoes on she led Jake to a trail head on the other side of the parking lot. The trail quickly disappeared into a grove of redwood trees that perched atop of much of the ridge marking the top of the Oakland hills. From a couple of paces behind her he asked, "Where are we going?"

"Follow me and you will see. I promise you will like what you see."

"I already do."

"I promise you will see more."

Jake was more than willing to follow the lovely young woman leading him down the trail. As soon as they were just far enough into the woods to be cut off from the parking lot she reached back with a hand and pulled her dress up exposing her naked ass. "Watch your feet lover," she said. "I wouldn't want you to trip on a root because you're ogling my naked ass." Ignoring her comment Jake lengthened his stride and reached forward to fondle the exposed flesh. "Not so fast Jake," she said skipping forward just out of his reach. "We're not there yet."

He knew better than to hurry her so they walked on for ten minutes or so, Jake a few paces behind her and Lisa periodically raising the back of her dress to expose herself to Jake as they walked.

"Do you know where you are going?"

"Yes. I used to run here with my high school cross country team." Running was still an important part of Lisa's life although she no longer competed. It kept her long lean legs toned and maintained the firm glutes that defined her tight round ass. She knew it was the legs and the ass that attracted Jake (and had attracted the professor in Cambridge before she took her pause year).

She spotted what she was looking for; a narrow trail that dropped off through the thick redwoods on the east side of the ridge. They followed it down so they were no longer visible to anyone who walked by on the main trail. At its end there was a small shed. Jake thought it looked more like an old, weathered bus stop; a wooden platform with a roof and three sides made of darkened redwood planks with a bench seat toward the back of it. There was a small stream that gurgled noisily beside the old structure. The side trail through the woods they had followed ended at the shed.

"What's this?" he asked.

She laughed. "I have no idea what it was built for or who built it. But I know what it is good for," she said as she sat down on the bench her long legs spread out widely before her. "Come here."

The old planks creaked as Jake stepped up onto the deck. "Closer," she said using a bent forefinger to motion him towards her. When he stood between her legs she reached out and opened his jeans. His erect cock stood straight out with a gleam of precum on its tip.

"Is this what you wanted for lunch?" he asked.

"Yes," she growled as she took hold of his big cock with both hands pulling it toward her mouth. Her tongue emerged from her tiny mouth and began to caress the head of Jake's cock.

He gasped in response and then again when she pulled him even closer inhaling his rigid tool into her mouth. Jake was always amazed to watch Lisa somehow widely spread her small mouth to inhale his big cock; amazed and aroused. "Oh fuck that feels good."

Holding his cock in one hand Lisa bobbed her head, pushing the prick she had been thinking of since hours earlier in and out of her mouth, rubbing the tip against one and then the other of her inner cheeks, and then taking him deep into her throat. Another gasp. She held him there until a need for breath caused her to pull her head back sucking hard as she went until it emerged from her with a pop. That provided the opportunity for a double handed twisting stroking of his shaft while her tongue massaged the head. The process was repeated, again and again until Jake began to question his control.

"You're going to make me cum you slut. Do you want it down your throat?"

"No," she said, pulling back for one last time. "I want it in my cunt. I want you to fuck me and fill me with your hot cum. Can you do that Jake. Can you fuck me and fill my little cunny with your hot cum."

"Yes. Turn around and lean forward."

"Wait. Let me get my dress off first. I need it for dinner tonight." She stood, releasing a catch, and pulled the blue dress over her head, setting it carefully folded on the bench. Now that the new dress was safely set aside she was less worried about where his cum wound up. She just wanted him to fuck her to the climax she had been promising herself since she got out of bed this morning. Standing before him naked, her hands twisting her nipples, she commanded, "You too Stud. I'm not going to be the only one standing naked out here in public." His cock twitched in response and he quickly pushed his clothes off. Lisa reached forward with one hand stroking his dick, still wet from her cock sucking, as he struggled to get his jeans over his shoes. When they were both naked but for their old tired looking shoes she turned away and put her hands on the bench thrusting her ass out at him and spreading her legs.

Jake stepped in behind her and grabbed her hips. She reached back with one hand and lined his cock up so she could feel the swollen head of his prick nudging her entrance; just where she wanted it. "Oh god yes. That's it. Now put it in me. Fuck me Jake. Fuck me now. I need it."

He bent his knees just a bit and then used his legs to push up and forward while his hands held her hips in place. His cock popped past the ring of muscles guarding her cunt. He pushed just enough to get the head fully inside her then he paused. "Is this what you wanted Lisa. Did you want my big fat cock pushing into your juicy cunt?"

"Oh fuck yes. But don't tease me like that. Put it all the way in. Please Jake. Please. I need it." She wiggled her ass to entice him and he responded by using his legs to slide his cock slowly in, ever deeper, filling her with the heat of his invading prick.

"Oh fuck Jake. That's so fucking good. God your prick feels good."

His cock fully implanted they held their position in silent enjoyment. The only sounds were a light breeze through the redwood trees and the joyful sound of the stream bubbling past. Jake leaned back and stared up through the redwoods at the blue sky above. "So fucking good," he told himself, arching his back to press ever deeper into Lisa's tight cunt.

She groaned. "My god you're going to split me in half."

"Is that a complaint?"

"No." She wiggled her butt again savoring the feel of the head and the engorged veins and other features of his cock dragging themselves over those so sensitive parts of her cunt.

"Fuck me Jake. Just fuck me good and hard now. I've been wanting it ever since you left this morning."

Jake pulled his cock nearly out and then pushed it back in; repeating his thrusting over and over. He was silent as he fucked her, soon breathing hard. Lisa gave a whining gasp each time he drove his prick home, using his legs to power the thrust he knew Lisa wanted.

"Talk dirty to me Jake," she said. "Call me a slut, a whore, a cunt, anything you can think of. Just make me cum." She didn't know why this kind of verbal abuse helped her reach the orgasm she wanted. It was something she had learned from the professor she had been fucking at Harvard. It wasn't that she thought of herself as deserving that kind of verbal abuse. She wasn't a slut, or a whore, or a cunt and she would have been outraged to hear Jake or anyone else say such a thing to or about her. But now, naked in a public park leaning forward with her ass in the air and Jake's prick pounding her cunt repeatedly... yes, now it was that kind of verbal abuse that helped her reach the tipping point she so wanted.

Jake slapped her hard, once on each buttock. "Yes you slut. I knew this was what you wanted as soon as you walked into the Food Court. You wanted my hard dick fucking that needy cunt of yours, just like it did last night and just like it will do tonight. You are such a slutty whore Lisa. You just can't live without my cock can you?"

She was whining almost continuously now as her climax approached. She ignored him until he slapped her again, harder this time. "Answer me Lisa. Answer me. You love this don't you?" Two more slaps.

She gasped able only to respond between Jake's thrusts, "Oh fuck... oh fuck yes..." He slapped her again. "I'm your slut.... I'm your whore.... My cunt can't live without your dick.... Yes, oh god yes. I'm going to cum I'm going to... Ahiiiiigh," she screamed as her body fell into her climax, her ability to speak pushed aside by the force of her orgasms. It came in waves: each forcing her back against his still hard prick; each accompanied by a grunt as her lungs expelled air. It continued for what seemed like forever until she finally collapsed, her legs and arms no longer able to hold her up as she gasped for air. She remained in position only because of Jake's strong grip on her hips.

Jake had held himself back letting her reach her climax and have the benefit of his still fully erect cock filling her spasming cunt. He knew she hated it when he started to soften before she finished her orgasm. But now she was done and he needed to finish. He withdrew and lifted her so she sat on the bench facing him her legs spread. She recovered enough to reach out and grab his prick, still slick from her cock sucking and her cunt juices. She whispered, "Cum on me now Jake. Cum on my tits." He reached down taking his cock from her hands so he could stroke it himself, just as he did when he fantasized about her when she wasn't around. but this would be so much better with Lisa lying naked before him exhausted from her orgasm, her nipples still engorged, her legs spread and her sex gleaming from the juices she had expelled in her orgasm. Oh fuck yes, he thought.