Lovely Lake [mf] [light fdom] [public] [slightly romantic] [teasing] [orgasm denial]

The light blue sky was starting to melt into orange. We went out a bit later than planned. Sometimes it is way too difficult to climb out of bed. However, this new hue rising above us did suit her hair better. We walked along the lake nearby, hand in hand. She held a picnic basket in her other hand. Although it was jam packed with goodies, it wasn’t too heavy – thank God. She wouldn’t let me carry it no matter how much I insisted. The only thing I managed to snatch was the blanket.

The picnic was her idea. It’s not that I had anything against it, but I prefer a table and candles, if given the choice. Plus, she does have her ways of convincing me. Her smile beamed in the afternoon light, leading the way. She rubbed her arm, and looked around for a place to settle down. An old tree sat majestically next to the lake. It was like a Bob Ross painting. Although we stumbled upon it accidentally, it is known as a place for lovers, having carved messages on the trunk of the tree that have seen parties, lovers, old couples. They even put out a bench.

As I was laying the blanket down, I couldn’t help but gaze upon my girl. A natural beauty, oozing grace, regardless of the occasional clumsiness of hers. She had a blue summer dress on. The fit was spot on. Not too revealing, but every shape of hers came through subtly. She noticed my stare as she was packing out the basket. She shot a quick smirk at me. We didn’t talk that much. All we wanted to was relax and clear our heads of all the noise.

The dinner was nothing extraordinary. Sandwiches, soda, a candy bar here and there. The surroundings were relaxing, filled only with the sounds of nature – except for the occasional passerby. We exchanged a few smooches while eating, whispering sweet words into each others’ ears. I couldn’t help glancing at her gorgeous skin constantly. It enveloped every nook and cranny with a gentle flow. Not that it was difficult; she was a person of cute curves all around. I was chewing on the last bite of my sandwich, laying down on the warm blanket.

“I prepared a special surprise for you for dessert” – she smiled.

“What?”

“I won’t tell you, and you can only get it if you cover your eyes with this” – she handed me a scarf from the basket. I had no idea what she was planning. Does it look that bad? I hope it at least tastes good. I quickly tied the scarf around my head. I heard her moving. I didn’t see anything extra in the basket. How did she bring a surprise gift? Warmth engulfed my face.

“Stick your tongue out.”

Her scent hit me. Suddenly, my shorts got a bit too small. I did as she ordered, and I felt her skin on my lips. The sweet taste of her wetness.

“Ooh, someone liked that.”

She patted my bulge, then began grinding on my face slowly. I started undoing my pants, but she quickly hit my hands. “No, no, no. You cannot do that.” I sighed, but obliged. I tapped her thighs. She stopped and raised herself a bit.

“Aren’t you afraid that someone will walk along here and see us?”

“Who asked you?” – she grabbed my face, wiggled it around a bit, then sat back on it again. My muscles slowly eased up, but my hard-on kept pulsating. She started to pick up speed – must have enjoyed my reaction. My face was drenched, but that didn’t stop me from working hard, and I knew I was doing a good job as the twitching on my tongue was impossible to miss.

Her dark fluff gently caressed my face. I reached up to pull down her dress a bit only to find her bare breasts in my hand. She reached for the other one and put it to good use. Massaging her soft tits was undoubtedly one of my favorite pastimes, and she didn’t seem to mind either, to say the least. I ran my fingers across her nipples, her thighs tightened around me. She moaned as I gave them a little twist. Riding my face faster and faster, she was trembling. It didn’t take her long to come. After a couple of breaths, I felt the button of my shorts popping open. She ran her nails across my underwear, and pulled it down, just enough for my tip to get a breath of fresh air. She didn’t find anything surprising in my spotted undies. My cock was wet, aching. She gave the head a little bite, which made me shudder. It only made her giggle. She grabbed my testicles and started grinding again. It was difficult for me to do my thing properly under these conditions, but every time me and my tongue started slacking, she tucked on my balls a bit harder as if she was holding back a horse.

Her other hand wandered all over me. Her fingers ran up and down like on a harp. I was dripping. She left a gentle kiss on the top as she wandered down with her mouth. Licking along the shaft, she started to work on my testes like an ice cream cone.

“Who told you to stop playing with my tits?”

She slapped my nuts, and I quickly fixed the issue. A satisfied moan left her mouth. She put her lips on the top of my dick. Ran her teeth across, barely touching it. Then she started sucking on it hard. She definitely enjoyed it as my face dug deep into her sweet pussy. She was moaning louder and louder, and it drove me wild. She tensed up again, almost crushing my head. She let out a whimper. Her musky pussy was pulsating on my face. Her fingers tightened around my shaft. She was shivering from the orgasm. After a few second, she exhaled slowly. She grabbed the scarf and tied it in a bow tie around my throbbing cock with a grin.

“I think I’ve had enough for dinner. I’ll pack this for later.”

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The story I had posted last night was favored by some, so here’s another one of mine, as requested. Enjoy and leave a comment :)

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