Laura turned and saw the bulge in his underwear. She looked up at him with an "I thought you'd never come" look and licked her lips. He stepped around her so he between Laura and the statue of James Crowe. He patted the bulge in the stone man's pants. "Sorry bud. I'll take it from here man."
Laura peeled down his underwear took in his already semi-erect cock in her mouth. A bit tense from the idea of being easily seen, she was not giving it the devotion and energy she'd normally throw at him. Noticing this reservation, Ben gently guided his hand on her head. He tried to get her into the rhythm they were both used to. Sure enough with his assurance, she got into her own flow. Ben looked forward into the distance where he was standing. He saw a pair of guys standing near their bikes. "Looks like we have an audience." He mumbled to himself. One of them pointed at them and leaned in to his buddy to say something while he laughed. At least they were getting a kick out of it. He stroked his girlfriend's dirty blonde hair. She was oblivious to the fact that the guys were staring at her butt crack. "You're doing great baby, keep it up. Ohh..." He urged as she continued to hit the spot for him. He leaned back against the stone man and closed his eyes. His dick spewed out pre cum into her mouth. Laura took the shaft out of her mouth and tickled the tip with her tongue. She licked the juices from it and kissed it. She gave his testes a little loving as well. He moaned. "Oh yeah, love you babe...you're fuckin' amazing..."
She jacked him off again. Looking behind her she noticed people. Along with the bikers, was now a group of girls and even people who were just by themselves. In a cheeky echo of her earlier comment she iterated, "But there are people watching us hun..." Then she sucked off his juices again.
Gasping in pleasure he answered, "Let them look. Show...how much...love you!" He kept his eyes shut as he enjoyed the moment. His girlfriend sucking him off on top of this monument, a fine showing in exhibitionism.
Ben opened his eyes to look at the crowd. A lot of laughing and pointing, a few gasps, a few walking by and stopping to turn their necks at the display before continuing on. But there was a pair that particularly caught his attention. Amongst all the rage in their audience, the couple seemed oblivious to it all. They just sucked face with each other like their lives were at stake. They didn't hold back. Obviously he couldn't see their faces, but he made out a shorted black haired fellow making out with a long haired bleach blonde girl. Their intensity made Ben want to turn it up. He thrusted her head in and out. Laura noticed this assertion of dominance, but still went with it. He was going to blow, she could feel.
He cummed all over her lips and face. His love juice dripped down and made little puddles on the stone base. She smiled up at him as she licked around her mouth. He just tried to recover. The tiny crowd even gave them an ovation too. Ben fell to his knees and looked into his girlfriend's eyes. He grabbed the back of her neck and just kissed her. She looked so damn good and he was extremely proud of her. The two of them sat on the edge of the pedestal. Ben pulled his pants up. He looked out to the crowd. The couple was nowhere to be seen. He and Laura held hands and made some more. Knowing that the action was over, the crowd dispersed and left them there alone. After having their moment, they looked back at the statue of James Crowe and they too made their exit.
***
From then on, they decided that the stone man would be their spot. The next day they took their picnic to Mr. Crow. Ben wolfed down his food in no time. He was very anxious to get going. Once they both finished, he took off running for the statue. Laura slowly followed in no apparent rush. Ben started to undo his pants and wiggle it down his pants. "Ok, let's do this!"
"Oh no, we did that yesterday. Today I want to have some fun too." She pushed his shoulders so they switched positions. "Here, I'm the statue today. Play with me."
Ben pulled his pants up and cocked his head at her. "What?"
"You heard me. I'm a rock. Do whatever you want to me. Pose me, feel me up, whatever!" Then she froze into a smile.
"Laura, this is stupid." He said. But she remained inert. She was for real about this. He shrugged and decided to go along with it. The first thing he did was spread her legs apart. Then he put her hands on her hips. Then finally he tilted her chin slightly up. A proud pose. Like Supergirl's power stance. He took a spin around her to get a good look at her. He grabbed her ass through her tight jean shorts. She stayed in "character" while he squeezed her buns. Her legs and butt cheeks were some of her best features. Then he looked her over on her front side. She brushed her hair and placed it gently so it fell on her tied red flannel shirt. He ran his hands down her shirt and played with the knot. "Mmm, such a beautiful statue I have." He untied and unbuttoned her shirt. He pushed the sides away and fondled her pert little breasts. He squeezed what little flesh he had to work with. All the while she was unresponsive. He gave her kudos for that. He tugged at her denim shorts and pulled them to her feet. He lifted her legs to get them off and then tossed them behind them. He did the same with her white panties, making sure to smell them of course.
Meanwhile while Ben fiddled with her shorts and panties, Laura looked out into the tiny field. Understandably, a tiny gathering was beginning to form. It excited her being up here. She was now the monument. Everyone was here to see her. Off to the side of her line of vision she saw a guy unbuttoning another girl's blouse, kissing her deeply. She didn't know it but this was the same couple as yesterday. She'd have to keep an eye on them. She hoped they wouldn't move because she sure couldn't.
Ben looked into her sparking eyes and glowing smile. She looked so good to kiss so he did just that. He grabbed the back of her head and forced one on her. Of course, she fought the urge to return the favour because that would ruin things. He broke it and smiled quite maniacally. "Let's get you in a nice relaxed position for this next part eh hun?" He took her head and shook it up and down for his own amusement. He took one hand off her hip and then positioned sexily it behind her head. He mirrored the action with her other hand. Then she pushed her head and upper back against James Crowe. "There we are...you've never looked more beautiful" He half mocked. Truthfully, she never looked more sluttier either. He purposely posed her in the most sexually inviting position he could think of right now. He even polled the crowd. "What do you all think of my slutty girlfriend?" They cheered for them, or perhaps it was just for her. Even the couple from yesterday were cat calling. By now they were both shirtless; she was wearing a bra however.
"How 'bout we get started here."He reached between her legs. He was met with an already active cunt. He licked his fingers then slotted two of them in there. Again Laura had to restrain herself while her clitoris was under attack. "Oh yeah baby, can you take it?" He mocks as he moves in slow rhythmic circles inside her. He kissed her hardened nipples.
"I think I need a little help." He took one hand off her head and bent it downwards. He outstretched two of her fingers. He forced her to rub her lips while he still moved inside of her. Laura was impressed with his ingenuity and creativity. "Oh yeah, I know how you love to pleasure yourself." He pushed her fingers in beside his. Somehow he managed to get his and her digits going inside her cunt. Laura body twitched slightly at her own touch. She was trying not to break concentration. It took a lot of mental toughness to do so. In her head she kept saying the word "statue" over and over. It became her mantra of sorts.
"You may be rock solid at this babe, but I'm going to crack you." He cooed in her ear. It became a game to him to make her break character. It was challenging too given what came next. Laura's pussy began to leak the first juices. It told him that his actions were effective. She was very aroused. Heck, he was aroused too, but the difference between the two was that he could keep up what he was doing easily; she couldn't. Despite what that embellished smile said, she was in distress. Short tiny moans squeaked through her teeth. Her eyes bordered on perilous. They saw the mystery couple in the crowd. They too had their own show going. The black haired guy had his hand down his girl's skirt while he kissed her big bare breasts. She had her eyes closed and had the most divine look on her face. The people around them were surprisingly non intrusive. They cheered them on yes and maybe even expressed a little outrage, but they didn't bother interfere. Instead they let them go at it, enjoying the duel performances on stage and in the stands.
Ben, via Laura's fingers, increased his speed. He took her deeper. He took her faster. "Mmmmm!" She moaned. Really it was a scream bound and muffled by mental restraints. Her hips and knees quivered forward a bit. She fought not to double forward completely. The pleasure in her lower regions was too great however. She exploded on both their fingers. He was satisfied for now. He took her hand out and looked over it. It was covered with her own cream. She lifted it to her lips. Her cream now coated her lips. He wiped the remainder of her cum covered fingers (and his own) onto her chest. He was out to be a show man here. A little humiliating yes, but a great sight to the very engaged crowd. Laura enjoyed it too. She couldn't complain because after all it was her idea to be a statue and it was her permission to let his agency loose.
He lowered his pants and whipped out his cock. He stroked the already hard shaft. "Alright Laura, you survived that. Let's see how you do with something a little bit more powerful in you." With that he inserted himself between her thighs. He opened with an emphatic thrust as a showing that he had arrived. He drove his hot member into her rather slowly. He was out to create suspense not only for Laura, but the audience too. He was, however, conscious of not relaxing too much because, at least in his own mind, he would lose them and she would regain her focus. Her devotion to being the stone woman was shot and he had to capitalize. He squeezed her ass cheeks and gripped her under her thighs. He lifted her off the ground and backed her into the chest of Mr. Crowe. It was an odd feeling for both off them. On the one side, Laura had to keep her hands where they were, which were behind her head and at her side respectively. On Ben's side, it was weird fucking someone who was completely unresponsive to his advances and pushes. He never did understand why people indulged in necrophilia, but he figured this was going to be as close as got to the fetish.