"Come on, hurry," she breathed. "We've probably only got a couple minutes before the next-" She sucked in a breath sharply as I shoved up her skirt, sank down in front of her, and pulled down her underwear.
She was already wet. The scent of her filled my senses. Her clit, her labia, her thighs, the cloud of hair shading her crotch. I went to work, licking and sucking her, tracing lines with my tongue. She tasted so good. Her fluid smeared my cheeks, ran down my chin. Digging her fingers into my hair, she gasped. She was still trying to be quiet. We were in the middle of the park, after all. The low bushes provided some cover, but anyone looking through the leaves would be able to see us together on the blanket, her legs spread wide and me in between going to town, going down.
Before long, she was squirming, bucking up into my mouth. I slowed down and she groaned, pushing my face back into her pussy and thrusting into my mouth. "Don't . . . tease!" she hissed. Her face was flushed and concentrated, pupils wide. I laughed, and the vibration made her shiver. Lifting my head, I grinned up at her, and she rolled her eyes at me before slapping me lightly on the cheek.
She grabbed my hair and pulled my face back to her. "You can take your time later," she panted. "But right now, I can't wait. I need it. Give me your fingers. Come on. I wanna cum . . ." Her voice trailed up at the end as I tightened my tongue, making small, firm circles around her clit. "Fuck!"
If I wanted to get her off fast, I knew better than to waste time penetrating her. I swept my tongue hard down one side of her clit, then the other, blazing a trail down the nerves. She lifted her hips and bit back a cry. Returning to her clit, I slipped my tongue under the hood and started the small, quick movements I knew would take her over the edge.
My entire world had shrunk to her hand on my head, her pussy moving under my mouth, her legs starting to tighten around my ears. I could feel her excitement, her tension, her need for release, and it was thrilling to fuel it. Wasn't going to be long now. I reached up, caught her nipple, and rubbed it with my thumb.
A long, low groan, and she was pulsing in my mouth, clamping me into place as she came. She was pulling my hair hard, legs shaking, back sweating, and I was surrounded by her, sight and sound and scent and taste. I set my tongue firmly against one side of her clit and let her move against me as she rode out her orgasm. Once her body relaxed, I moved back. She exhaled heavily, laughed, and flipped her skirt back down over her legs.
"What makes you think you're done?" I teased, rubbing her upper leg.
"Oh, I'm not," she smiled, happy and sleepy. "I just need a little bit of recovery time before I suck you off."
"You don't want me to fuck you?" I asked quietly, displaying the tent in my shorts for her. I rubbed my package, watched her eyes flash and her face get serious. Without a word, she pulled me down on top of her, kissing me hard and wrenching open my fly. She pulled my dick free, pumping up and down with her fist a few times. I moaned, already imagining myself inside her. I rubbed the head of my dick against her pussy. She was still so wet from cumming that I slid into her easily.
