I would like to thank Angel_love and Rhea for taking the time to edit this story for me.
It had been a hot and sultry summer afternoon while we worked side-by-side weeding the berry patch but as the sun went down, it finally brought some cooler air with it. To take advantage of the cool night breeze, we quickly stripped down allowing the fresh air to caress our scratched and sunburned skin. Quietly we sank to the grass and watched in awe as the sunset colors faded complete from the rapidly darkening sky and the first stars of the night appeared. Holding hands, we pointed out the different constellations to each other. All around us, the crickets, frogs and grasshoppers began their nightly serenade.
We turned towards one another and shared a tender kiss. Our eyes were wide open, staring at each other. Gently your tongue pushed against my lips and I opened them, eager to allow your tongue to explore my mouth again. Our tongues danced together, touching each other's teeth, caressing each other's lips and sliding against our tongues. Suddenly you captured my tongue in your mouth and gently began sucking on it. The sensation was driving me crazy as I moaned into your mouth, my tongue wiggling against you. You slowly released my tongue from your mouth, taking a moment to nibble on my bottom lip before backing away so you could look down into my face as the moonlight plays across it. You could read passion, desire and hunger in my eyes as they gazed up at you with longing.
Flashing me an evil grin, you gently slapped my shoulder as you jumped to your feet. "You're IT! Hide and seek," you shouted over your shoulder as you dashed off to hide.
Laughing I scrambled to my feet and walked over to the picnic table where I lowered my head to my arms to cover my eyes as I began counting to 100 by 5's just like when we were kids.
"5, 10, 15, 20," I called out before a warm tongue was wiggling up my spinal column making me jump in surprise.
It started in the middle of my back and slowly worked its way up my neck before tickling it's way down my collarbone and then back up to my ear. I moaned softly as your tongue traced the outside of my ear.
"I thought you were supposed to be hiding," I stammered as my breath caught in my throat when you slid your tongue inside my ear.
"Oh, I will be soon," you reassured me as you pressed your hips against my bottom. You bit down on my earlobe before once again nibbling on my neck.
My body shuddered in delight, not only at the promise in your words but at the hot hard thickness of you pushed so tightly against me. There was no mistaking the meaning of your words. I arched my hips back at you, wanting you to feel how ready I was for you. You slid your hand between our bodies and caressed the cheeks of my ass before spanking me hard. Before the pain even had time to register, your caressing hand was back, quickly rubbing it away.
As my hips settled into a rhythm to match that of your stroking hand, you delivered another stinging blow to my ass. My body arched off the picnic table as I gasped out loud. But was it in pleasure or pain or possibly a combination of both? Your body lying against me prevented me from standing straight up but my breasts had risen off the table and the nipples were standing proudly away from my body, tightened into small pink pebbles against the marble-like glow of my pale skin in the moonlight.
I glanced down to watch as your hand slid around my stomach and up to caress my nipples with your callused fingertips. It was such a thrill to watch as your rough hands so tenderly touched my sensitive flesh, making my body quiver with desire as I pressed backwards against you. I could feel you grinning against my neck as you watched and felt my body's reactions to you.
You slid your hand across my body, leaving one breast and heading for the other. Your hand cupped it from underneath, lifting it as your hand climbed to the peak so it appeared as if my breast was rising to worship the moon that was high in the sky above us. Your thumb moved to slip over the engorged nipple.
"Lick it for me," you whispered as you pushed it closer to my mouth.
I lowered my head until my tongue was close enough to sneak out of my mouth and slip across my hard nipple and your caressing thumb. Your hand pushed my breast up even farther until I was able to close my teeth around my nipple and give it a quick sharp tug before releasing it once more.
One of my hands had reached back to wrap itself around your neck, stroking the bare skin there before sliding up to bury the fingers in your hair. Being in that position only left me open even more for your touch as it pushed my tits out further from my body, drawing your attention. The fingers on my other hand had curled around the wrist of your exploring hand, quietly urging you on.
I could feel your other hand as it was still trapped between our bodies. Slowly you slid it down between my ass cheeks. I arched my back and lay my head on your shoulder as your fingertips brushed against my asshole, moaning low in my throat but still your hand moved on. Your fingertips began to slip in my juices, as you got closer to the opening of my wet pussy. You allowed your fingers to enter me, just to the first knuckle past the fingertips. Teasing me, making me beg.
"Please," I whimpered as I pushed back against you.
"Please, what?" you whisper in my ear as you pulled your hands away, keeping only the fingertips inside me.
"Give me more," I begged you. " I want to feel you inside me, filling me."
"Not yet," you replied as you took your fingers out of me.
I was groaning in protest at the loss of the touch. Your hand continued slipping down my slit until you brushed against my clit. I turned my head as it lay on your shoulder and I began nibbling on your neck as you allowed your hand to swing between my legs as if being pushed by a stronger wind than we had. Just barely brushing against my clit before swinging away again.
Even the inconsistent pressure you were applying was quickly driving me over the edge. I could feel my legs begin to tremble, as I grew hotter, wetter, tighter. My entire body started quaking as I replaced your fingers with my own, rubbing my clit fast and holding tight to your neck as I came. You wrapped your arms around my waist and lay me back onto the picnic table as my legs threatened to give out underneath me. I could feel your hands softly rubbing my back from my shoulders to my waist as you waited for the tremors to subside before continuing our little game.
Placing your hands on my shoulders, you helped me to turn over so that I was looking up at you as you guided my legs to the benches on either side of the table. Bending your head, you used your hot tongue to scoop up the juices running out of me, sucking them into your mouth again and again. My hands slid down to rub the top of your head before one moved down even further to cup your jaw in my hand, feeling the muscles clench as your tongue probed deep inside me. Feeling me burning hotter and tighter again, you licked your way up to my clit before standing in front of me.
As you leaned over to kiss me, allowing me to suck my cum off your tongue, I could feel the hot spongy head of your cock nudging against me. I arched my hips off the table, wanting so badly to feel you sliding inside me. So slowly, you allowed your hard cock to enter me, only an inch at a time as I groaned in delight as you sunk deeper.
Reaching down, you pulled my legs up off the benches so that my feet were resting against your chest. Staring down at my face, you pulled my right foot up to your mouth and began kissing it. Sucking my toes into your mouth as you pressed your hips tight against me. My hands were stretching down to you grabbing your hips, wanting so badly to pull you even tighter into me. I could feel you sliding deeper inside me as I watched your tongue playing over my toes, sliding between them.
My hands curled around the edge of the picnic table so I could use the extra leverage to arch my hips up at you. Meeting your every thrust with one just as powerful, driving you deeper and harder against me. Slowly you lay my right foot back against your chest. The gentle breeze felt so chilly on it now that it was wet from being in your mouth, teased with your tongue.