Spring

"You aren't wearing anything under that dress are you?" He asked as we walked under the a cover of trees on a balmy spring day.

With a gleam in my eye, I gave my hips a little enticing shake, as if to say:

"You'll have to catch me to find out."

Daniel audibly moaned and rushed to make up the short distance between us. There was a fence overlooking a ravine on this path. We were not entirely alone. Every few minutes other folks enjoying a walk and the weather would come upon us preventing our hands from wandering too far into each others clothes.

Daniel pressed against my back as as stood looking over the fence. I could feel his hardness pressing against my back as he slipped a hand nonchalantly between the buttons of my dress. I heard him rumble in my ear as he kissed my neck. With just a few kisses and mostly innocent touches I was soaking my panties, pressing my legs together in the hopes of alleviating some of my desire. I giggled, ready for him to throw me down in the grass under the tree and take me in front of any passing people.

Daniel's hand slyly snaked around my body. Still pressed against the fence his hand slid up my leg and into my wet panties. Nervous, I tried to pull away, but he used his body to pin me where he wanted, legs spread and head thrown back to rest on his shoulder.

His finger found my clit, circled it once, twice, and on the third time I audibly moaned. Taking what he wanted, I felt Daniel's fingers roughly enter me. My pussy twitched, contracting and dripping pussy juice into his palm. We heard the sound of approaching walkers. Daniel did not move his entrapping body, but removed his fingers to give them a little lick and kiss me deeply.

As the group passed, Daniel pulled me onto his lap on a nearby bench. His hard cock rubbed the wet fabric covering my flushed pussy. Grinding myself against him, we kissed, every moment increasing the tension and the inevitability of what was going to happen.

Within moments he was reaching between us to unzip his pants. Daniel quickly pulled the wet cotton of my panties aside and entered me in one quick stroke. My eyes wide, there was no time for reaction as another crowd was wandering down the path. Our eyes locked and Daniel smirked, attempting to find something innocuous to say. I burried my head in the crook of his neck, feeling exposed though the folds of my dress discreetly covered our indiscretion.

When we were we were once again alone, there were no words. His hands on my hips, I began to move at his urging, painfully slowly, each veiny ridge on his hard cock stroking the tender flesh of my insides. The intensity of the moment was excruciating. Both Daniel and I were dying to lose ourselves in the moment. It was taking all of our restraint not to fuck wildly to orgasms on this bench under the leafy coolness of this beautiful day.

We struggled to slow our motions every time we heard voices approaching. Regardless of if they knew what was actually going on, I'm certain some individuals could sense the heat radiating off of us. Perhaps there was even a scent of sex in the air. No one stayed long near our chosen bench, but each interruption heightened our desire.

Somehow Daniel's cool head prevailed. We righted ourselves, both unsatisfied, and began the walk back to our car.