They’ve met each other on a chat site on internet. He was quite a peculiar kind of guy – full of hang-ups. She had met him in person two or three times before. There was a kind of sexual tension between them, but he did not seem to want to act on it. Whenever Rebel hinted in that direction, he backed off, but always with a seemingly lame excuse about not feeling well, or not in the mood, or just not in the right place at the right time. The first times that she had met him was in restaurants, but today they were in the park – in a very secluded spot. They were close to the bicycle path that ran through the park. They could hear the people when they passed by, but they could not be seen from the path due to the high grass around them.
It was a lovely summer’s day. The sun was shining abundantly, warming up their bodies. Both of them were laying down on the blanket that he brought with him after they had a light lunch together. Rebel was horny. When he put his hand on her thigh she suspected that he was horny too. He moved his hand up her thigh. Rebel did not move. He rolled over on his side. They looked at each other and smiled. He slowly started to unbutton her blouse, exposing her breasts. She was not wearing a bra. Rebel loved the warmth of the sun’s rays on her hardened nipples. He circled her nipples with his fingers. He cupped her breasts, feeling the flesh. Slowly his hand moved down to her tummy. Soon it found the top of her skirt. Rebel had her knees pulled up. This made the hem of her skirt move up, just covering her crotch. The could feel the sun on her covered pussy. This made her feel even hornier.
His hand rested on her crotch, covering Rebel’s pussy. He looked at her, but her eyes were closed. When he slipped his hand inside her panties, she sighed. He found her wet cunt waiting for him. She enjoyed the movement of his fingers for a while, savoring it. When she moved her hand towards him and slipped it in his pants, he moved away as if he did not want to be touched. Her hand slipped out of his pants, but not before she felt the wet tip of his hard cock. Rebel gave it a moment, then she reached for him again. This time he moved totally out of her reach and positioned himself between her legs.
He pulled her panties off. Her skirt followed. Almost all of her body was now exposed to the sun. Rebel gasped as his tongue touched her clitoris. Ever so slowly he started to lick pussy, lingering at her clitoris, before his tongue moved down her slit again. With every lick down, he spread her lips a bit more. His slow treatment had her trembling for more. She loved the slowness, yet she yearned for more. She ran her hand through his hair, as if urging him on for more. The hint worked. He concentrated on her clitoris, sucking hard. A finger slipped into her wet pussy. The warmth of the sun, the excitement of being in nature with people passing close by, the possibility of being discovered… all of this together with the stimulation of her clitoris and pussy, sent Rebel over the edge. She climaxed.
He did not stop. More climaxes followed. Up to a point where Rebel would have loved to be fucked. But first there was something else she wanted to do. She moved away from him and sat up. They faced each other. She reached for his crotch, wanting to touch him, but he moved away from her. When he sat down next to her, she moved towards him, reached for him again. He shook his head and mumbled something that sounded like “I can’t”. Something she wondered about before, sprang to mind again: was he really divorced?
A cloud drifted in front of the sun…
PS: This week’s Wank Wednesday prompt from the Erotic Notebook was #cloud
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