The Picnic.

I wake up one Sunday morning and as always, my first thought is you. Looking out of the window I see what a beautiful day it is, not a cloud in sight, very hot. I call you, and fortunately you are free for the day and an outing to the country is arranged.

I drive to your house as fast as I can, wishing to waste no time with you, as you open the door to me I am struck as always by your beauty; you are dressed perfectly for the occasion on such a hot day, a tiny all in one white dress. Approaching you I give you a lingering kiss and I put my hands upon your hips and rub your thighs, and up to the sides of your breasts - revealing to me you have nothing underneath. You can suddenly feel my appreciation at this. Composing ourselves, you show the picnic you have prepared and quickly drive off to find our special place.

I lay out the spread on a blanket beside a large oak tree, we have cheese, crackers, ham and strawberries. Handing you a glass I carefully pour the wine and you take a sip. I kiss you and can taste it on your lips. Looking at your tanned and hot body in the beating sun, I dont feel very hungry for food, but offer your mouth a strawberry which you take gently in your teeth. Looking at me you suck it and taste it spreading it on your lips and outer mouth. I am fixed upon you and cup your face with my hands and kiss you licking your lips clean.

Glass in hand, you are stretched out, bare feet touching mine, your dress is tiny but still, it has rolled up to the very tops of your thighs. The straps of your dress conveniently slipped down your arms. I point out that we are alone and no-one likely to arrive, and you promptly roll the top of your dress completely down to your waist. Delighted I offer you another strawberry, with which you accept, the juices however dropping down onto your chest and trickle onto your breast. Instantly I come to the rescue, and kiss and lick your nipples and breast, I love the mixed taste and notice the how sweet and sticky your skin is. I like it, and crush a handful of strawberries and spread it upon you. From you navel upwards, each breast in turn and around your mouth. This is my picnic, You arch back in pleasure, and spread the fruit around you, caressing yourself wanting me to feed more. Your wine has warmed slightly in the beating sun, which is fortunate as it spills completely upon you. Your body is now a glistening, wet sticky dish and I wish to join you. Clothes removed entirely, I lay beside you holding you close pressing your hard nipples into my chest and locking you in to a deep kiss.

I am rock hard and have been for a long time, I lift up your near leg and arch you gently forward, I wish to see you all so not too much. Enough so that I stroke your thighs and your pussy. I tease it for a while feeling the hot damp moistness within. I am feeling selfish now so easily slip my cock deep into you. I need to thrust hard, which I do, whilst cupping your breasts feeling the sticky fruit around your nipples and licking your neck and fruit soaked lips. It does not take me long to explode and do so in dramatic fashion. You can feel the pulsating within you and you clench me tight.

We then drink wine in the sun for the rest of the afternoon until dusk, then make our way home. On the way however, as I am driving you..............

The Good Vibrator Team