Food Festival Fun

"So, how do I look?" April says with a sexy smirk.

She was standing before him in a pink tank top with a triangle bikini top underneath, and to finish it off a khaki mini skirt. Her blonde hair was a shorter cut with a fwip in the back. Greg soaks in how cute she looks, steps up to her, puts his arm around her waist and gives her a deep lots of tongue kiss. She returns the kiss with just as much energy.

"You look pretty fucking hot!" He says as their kiss parts.

His free hand lifts up the front of the skirt to feel the satin of her panties in the way of him feeling if she was shaved or not.

"You don't get that yet." She teases, backing away pushing her skirt down.

"I was just seeing if you were smooth down there." He replies with a mock pout.

"Well you can think about this to keep you busy." April purrs as she turns around to show him that her panties are a thong, and her ass is perfectly bare. "If you want to feel this pussy, you will have to do it through the panties until I pull them off."

"Well I will be trying to get my hand up that skirt as much as possible." He says in a lustful tone.

"I'm counting on it." She returns with a cute little grin.

They get into his small white truck and head for the food festival in Seattle. The drive is over an hour, and she teases him by flashing her cute tits, or her purple panties, letting him rub and feel occasionally through them. She doesn't know how long she can stand to tease him, as it is doing the same to her. Each time his fingers run across the satin her lips get wetter and wetter. The AC in the small truck let's her know how damp the material is getting every time she spreads her thighs for his touch. She is returning the favor by rubbing him through his cargo shorts. She has gotten him to leave a few precum wet spots on the shorts.

They Arrive and find a place to park. There is a sizable crowd but not too bad. They have fun seeing the booths, tasting new things, watching cooking demos and the such.

They end up finding a band to watch and April tells Greg she is going to just the bathroom real quick and to just stay there. She finds her way to the bathroom and surprisingly it is not too busy. In the stall she hikes up her skirt, slips her thong off and sits down. Her thought of actually using the toilet was never there, her goal was to take off her panties and surprise him, but finds herself so turned on she has to feel for herself how incredibly wet she is. Her fingers find her clit soaked and begging to be touched. Normally she would be content to do this herself, but she wants to feel his fingers instead of hers. April wonders how he will do it in a crowd and not be noticed, but he always seems to be able to do it, and right now she doesn't care if someone sees.

April finds Greg sitting on a corner of a large concrete planter. Others are there too but not close to him. She walks up, leans down to kiss him on the ear.

"You know this wet pussy isn't going to play with itself." She whispers in his ear as she puts her balled up thong in his hand.

He looks up and kisses her deeply and without missing a beat, his free hand closest to her slowly runs up the back of her skirt. She shifts her stance to spread enough to let him in, but not so much to be noticed. She looks behind her and only sees the wall of a building and to her left opposite him she realizes that unless someone was looking for what he was doing nobody would notice. As the band played, his hand slowly creeped up until his fingers grazed her smooth shaved lips. They were slick and inviting. Greg found no resistance as the sex was so wet he could ease right up to her clit. In a way it was an awkward position, but the novelty of his motions made it that much better.

Slowly he strummed her sensitive button. It drove April to a point of lustful frustration, but she craved any way he could make her cum. Occasionally he would stop and fuck her deep with his fingers, sometimes one, then other times two. Pushing them as deep as he could get them. She could feel her slickness running down his hand as he went back and forth, feeling it on her inner thighs. Her fingers ran through his hair on the back of his head.

Her orgasm was getting closer and closer. He could feel her knees shake as she was about to climax. Her pussy begins to throb as he flicks and strumms her to ecstasy. She leans on him for support as his motions slow and move to slow deep fucking. Two then one in alternating slow thrusts. This has her on the edge again, but this time she is just hanging there waiting for it to pour over her. Sensing her frustration he teases just a bit more then goes for a broad three finger run of her slippery button. Now she is both exploding from her pussy and trying to remain standing and not be obvious that she is having a very public orgasm in a crowd of a few hundred people.

She can see his cock straining in his shorts, and very much wants to fondle, taste, and get fucked by that cock. With his fingers still playing with her wet pussy she leans down and says quietly,

"I need to repay the favor and also play with that hard cock of yours."

He eases his slick hand out of her skirt and begins to lick his fingers.

"You sure taste good, better than anything they are selling here." He says still enjoying the taste.

He stands and they begin to look for a quiet place to play. Surprisingly they find a blind pathway that leads to a secluded spot. All April can think about is how she wants to play with his member. They make one more quick scan of the area. She kneels down and quickly pulls out his hardness. The whole head is wet from the precum. She wastes no time, and fills her mouth with it. She sucks and bob's on him pushing herself on to it to almost hitting her gag reflex a few times, but doesn't stop greedily sucking. Her pussy wonderfully wet from Greg finger banging her, it throbs as she gobbles his cock. His hands on her head, just along for the ride as she sucks him. Unconsciously she reaches down and starts rubbing her wet pussy as she fucks him with her mouth.

The lust is boiling over in her, she stands, pulling her skirt up, then kissing Greg deep.

"You have to fuck me!" She announces softly.

There is a tree just close with a large rock next to it. He leads her to it, and has her put one foot on the rock and bends her over. With his shorts at his feet he grips her hip with one hand and guides his cock to her wet pussy with the other. All it takes is one stroke and he is deep in her. He then grips both hips and starts to thrust, slowly at first, but he could tell it was not enough for her and let it go. Hard fast pounding was what she got. This was the kind of blur inducing fucking she wanted. Her eyes close as she holds onto the tree. She can feel the cock in her soaked pussy orgasm she wanted surging up quickly. Slam after slam she knew he was going to launch her over. It's not long before she began to shake as the climax overtook her. Greg was not letting up, she knew she would be sore but very satisfied. He pounded her into another one. Then April could tell he was getting close and wanted so badly to feel his cum deep in her wet cunt. To her delight, when he filled her with cum she joined him for one more.

Greg slowly ease's out of April's well fucked pussy. She can already feel that this will not be enough to satisfy her, but she is good for a little while.

"Can I get my panties back?" She asks, as she kisses him thank you.

"Nah, I don't think so, I want you to feel what we just did on your thighs." He returns with a smirk in his voice.

This both turned her on more but also worried her a bit as she was going to have his cum running down her leg, but she was too turned on to care at this point. She wondered where they would play next.