No Knickers Kirstin Gets Horny

My fiancee Kirsten is from the Highlands. So, whenever we get a long weekend, she wants to get out of town. Over the spring bank holiday I took her off on a picnic, knowing it would get her horny. We know a few places off the beaten track, where we can do what we like without being interrupted.

Sure enough, while I got the stuff out of our off-roader, she just took her knickers off and lay back on the grass, letting the breeze blow up her minidress and over her pussy. She's got this thing about "letting her fanny breathe" - she never wears much more than a T-shirt in bed, or around the flat if she can get away with it.

Her dress buttoned all the way down the front and I soon got it off her, then I tossed her a yoghurt, knowing she wouldn't just eat it like a normal, boring person. She was still tanned from our Easter break in Malta, and I watched as the pale pink goo dripped over her tits. It wasn't the same colour as my cum, but you get the general idea! I straddled her body, gently pinning her down - which she loves - and started fucking her tits, just sliding my cock over her boobs rather than sticking it in between them. Now it was sticky with yoghurt, I put it in her mouth, so she could taste the sweet treat from my helmet. And even when she'd sucked me clean, she just kept on, and she'd have swallowed the entire contents of my bollocks if I hadn't pulled out and shot them on her boobs too. I wasn't denying her, just delaying it. I'd brought along one of those posh fresh fruit salads, and started dipping chunks of it in my jizz. Then I kept feeding it to her, watching her lick her lips as she savoured the taste.

Once all my spunk was finished, I started skimming the fruit through the juices welling at her cunt opening. Now and again I'd slide a piece up her, then suck it out before eating it. By the time we'd finished the fruit, she was halfway to cumming - and desperate to get my cock up her. "You go on top," I said, rolling back on the grass, my knob straining flat against my belly. She obliged, lodking horny as I'd ever seen her, long legs spread and the breeze catching her long blonde hair. Her nipples were hard and suckable, and her snatch felt so hot and tight around my shaft. She rode me hard, holding on tight with her hands and clenching her pussy even harder around my prick. So much it felt like she was massaging my cock as I ploughed in and out of her.

Her clit was still really touchy after cumming - one rub and she was gasping like she couldn't bear it, but she told me not to stop. She just went with it, cumming over and again, until I couldn't hold back either and filled up her cunt. Then she flopped forward, tits flat against my chest. Feeling evil, I took a little suck on her nipples - if there'd been a roof above us she would have hit it with pleasure, cumming one final time.

We spent our day just fucking, eating and chilling out, until the sun started setting and even Kirsten had to admit it was a little bit cold to be starkers. She didn't bother getting dressed, just wrapped the picnic blanket round her for the ride home. Well, we both wanted her naked as soon as we got in...