My lover and I have been together for two years and enjoy playing out each other's fantasies. He is a bit older than I am; around 22 years older actually. My friends were skeptical when we first started seeing each other but after awhile they could see the intense attraction we have for one another. The following story is just one of the many we have made come true during our active sex life.
One of our fantasies has been to make love outside in the middle of the day. We discussed this fantasy extensively! We talked about lying together on a blanket, cuddling and exploring each other's bodies under the warm sun. Not all of our ideas were so romantic. "Perhaps," Robert suggested, "we could lean against a tree where you could then just wrap your legs around me as I thrust into you."
"Not bad," I countered, "But what if I wore a skirt and bent over the car? You could make me brace out against the car, lift my skirt, spread my legs and then have your way with me."
Robert had another idea. "I'll bet that a picnic table would be the perfect height for us. Picture this-you sitting on the table, I'm caressing your legs when I discover you aren't wearing any underwear. I tug your skirt above your waist and start licking you. I flick my tongue back and forth lightly over your clit until you beg me to stop so I can fuck you. Then, you are sitting on the edge of the table with your legs up and around me while I stand and thrust hard into you. What do you think about THAT idea? I know where we can find a picnic table..."
By now I was blushing. I couldn't believe that we were having this conversation! I was also rather excited. "Oh, my goodness. I can't believe you. You'd do it wouldn't you?"
He just smiled and said, "Admit it. The thought excites you doesn't it? Sitting on the table with your legs spread, knowing that someone might be watching. You want to act like my little slut." He leaned over and traced a finger along the swell of my breasts. He was right; I was getting excited. My nipples were hard; my underwear getting damp. Little did I know at the time that I would find myself actually acting on this fantasy. A week later Robert and I decided to go camping. Both of us enjoy the outdoors; we were looking forward to hiking. The day before we left we teased each other quite a bit, slyly mentioning possibilities of what can be accomplished on a hidden trail. I didn't expect to actually do any of those things. Until him I had led a pretty reserved life, especially in the bedroom. We had chosen a campground near Morehead University that was perfect for hiking. After setting up camp, Robert took me to see the campus at Morehead.
It was nice out, warm for late April, but a bit wet. Just as we parked at the university, it started to lightly drizzle. It looked as if it would soon clear up so we got out and started to walk anyway. Despite the fact that it was a Saturday afternoon we were the only ones walking along the trail behind the school. It wrapped around a serene lake. We walked along, holding hands and chatting quietly when we came upon a large clearing. And then we saw it. Right in the middle of the clearing, was a picnic table. It seemed to beckon to me, a sign from the heavens. We looked at each other.
I smiled. Robert smiled and then shook his head. I, who had been so reserved about the idea, nodded my head and pulled his hand, brazenly tugging him towards the table.
"Maria, it's the middle of the day!"
Another calm smile. "Yes, but it's been at least three hours. You aren't going to make me wait, are you?"
