“8 euros for a cappuccino?” he exclaimed.
I flashed a smile at him, flipping my sunglasses down over my eyes. “You’re paying for the view, babe” I responded, pointing with my thumb at the spiraling 18th century church behind me.
“Still, that’s ridiculously expensive,” he grumbled. I laid down my 8 euro on the table and looked around the town square we were sitting in. The church, cafes, tall colored houses and a small courthouse surround us on all sides. We were staying in a small town in the middle of Baden Württemberg, better known to Americans as the Black Forest. I stood up facing the church and stretched, my sundress brushed against the back of my thighs. I turned and looked at my boyfriend Sam, who was now leaning back in his chair, staring at my ass. I grinned. “Come on, Sami, let’s go back to the hostel.” He grabbed my hand and we walked towards the lot where we had left the car.
As we drove back to the outskirts of town, he ran his free hand up and down the insides of my thigh. “You know we’re staying in a shared room, right?” I said to him. “So don’t get yourself all worked up and whatnot.” He frowned and ruffled my hair.
We were about 5 minutes from the hostel when we passed a very small, triangular park. It was coming off a back road and the other two sides were surrounded by hedges. It was maybe 100 meters from one point to another.
“Let’s just pull over for a minute,” said Sam.
“Mhhh, alright. Just for a minute.”
He stopped the car on the side of the street and put his arm behind my headrest. He looked over at me, his bright blue eyes were sparkling. We both undid our seatbelts and leaned towards each other over the divider. He gently kissed me and I ran my fingers through his hair. He put his hand against my cheek, starting to kiss me harder. Our breathing sped up. His hand moved down, cupping my breast and then slowly finding it’s way down. He started pulling away at my pantyhose, keeping his mouth on mine. I lifted up my ass up and pulled my pantyhose the rest of the way down. I bunched them up and tossed the ball into the back of the car as Sam started kissing his way down my neck. I started lightly rubbing my clit through my lace panties, feeling myself get wet. I let out a breath, something between a sigh and a moan. I took my hand out from between my thighs and fumbled at Sam’s belt. It was extremely hard to focus on the task at hand. All I wanted was his cock. Once I had his belt undone and pulled off, he grabbed my wrist.
He opened his eyes, his forehead on mine. “Let’s go outside,” he said with a raspy voice and a mischievous look. I could tell it was taking all his willpower not to lift me up by my waist and slam me down on top of him right then and there.
I looked at the dark park outside of his window and then back at him, “I’m not sure…” I replied.
He looked back at me with puppy dog eyes and reached over, sliding his hand down my panties. “Aww, come on, Claire. Please?” He slid his fingers up and down my wet lips, then slowly stuck a finger inside me. I bit my lower lip and closed my eye. “Ok, ok, yes lets go,” I said nodding my head vigorously. He took his hand out of my underwear and we got out of the car.
I led the way to the middle of the park. It was almost pitch black and sticks were scraping my ankles as I tried to make my way forward. It took a while for my eyes to adjust. Eventually, I stopped and turned to look at Sam. “So…how do you want to—“ Before I could finish, he took a step towards me and kissed me. Hard. We walked a few feet backwards, him gently nudging me as I stepped backwards. Suddenly, he spun me around and ordered me over to a tree a few feet in front of me. I walked over to the tree, my back rested against it as I looked at Sam. “No,” he said, shaking his head, “face the tree.” I did as I was told, putting my hands up against it. He walked over and I could feel his breath on my neck. He put his hands on my waist, slowly moving them upwards. They stopped at my breasts, which he slowly kneaded as he started kissing my neck. I jumped as he pinched my nipples. I felt him gently kick my ankles apart so that my legs were spread open, allowing him easy access. I jumped as he pinched my nipples. Jesus, they were hard enough to cut diamonds. His hands suddenly moved down, then up my dress. He pulled my lower body out a little further, so that my arms were pushed against the tree to keep myself upright.
He was quiet for a moment. I turned my head just as his palm smacked my ass cheek. I inhaled through my teeth. I fucking love when he does that.
Then I heard him drop his pants and I felt his warm fingers move the crotch of my panties to the side. He slowly slid the tip of his cock in and as soon as it was past the head, he thrust the rest inside of me as far as it would go. “Fuucckkkkkk,” I let out under my breath. Up until now, he’d never been inside me without a condom and god, did it feel good. He felt warm and wet and harder than I’d ever felt him. I could feel every inch of his hard, throbbing cock as it left and reentered my pussy. I took my right arm off the tree and reached down, slowly circling my clit. I could feel myself getting close. My toes curled up, I started rubbing diagonally against the hood of my swollen clit. Sam started speeding up and thrusting harder. I could hear his shallow, fast paced breathing- it matched mine. I involuntarily arched my back. I heard myself before I even knew I was making noise. I could feel myself clenching around him..spasming.
He reached his right arm under my waist and started slowly pulling me back on to him. When our breathing returned to normal, he pulled out and pushed me straight up against the tree. He softly bit my ear and whispered, “You’re soaking wet.” I believed him. I could feel my cum wetting my underwear and starting to slide down my thigh. I rested the side of my head against the tree, my knees felt weak and wobbly.
“Finish me off” he demanded. I nodded, compliant. I got down to my knees and placed him in my mouth. I could taste myself on him; sweaty and sour. I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and in the other, I cradled his balls. I rolled my tongue around the head. I took him deeper and deeper until he hit the back of my throat. He groaned. I started bobbing my head faster, using my tongue to swirl around the tip and my hand slightly twisting up and down. I felt his balls get tighter. He grabbed a fistful and my hair and started controlling my speed.
“Claire, I’m going to cum. Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” I gave my best attempt at a nod and kept going. I heard him moan and then felt a warm jet of cum hit my throat. I kept sucking, massaging the base of his cock and his balls as he kept coming. I flicked my tongue against his head one more time and he shuddered. I licked him clean, then slowly stood up. My knees were still weak and now they were raw from kneeling on twigs. Sam’s head was tilted back, his eyes closed. The look on his face was one of pure ecstasy. I wiped my mouth and kissed him. He opened his eyes, looked down at me and smiled. He plucked a small twig out of my hair and kissed my forehead. “Ok,” he said, “let’s head back.”
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