Another fantasy story: National Trust picnic

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Our planned trip for the day was a national trust property not far from Guildford. We’d arrived early and bagged a parking space right in the corner of the car park next to an old red brick wall about nine or ten feet high, the red having faded to a pinky-orange, beginning to crumble with age, and covered in roses, the colour of the bricks showing the peach and cream flowers at their best. You reversed into a corner parking space with a wall behind us and on the passenger side, ensuring the car would be in shade for the majority of the day hopefully keeping it relatively cool for a day forecast to be (for me) a little on the hot side. We’d had a good wander around the house taking in all the history, the portraits, paintings, lavishly furnished rooms, the sumptuous soft furnishings and a peek at what life might have been like a couple of centuries previously. It was easy to imagine people from long ago wandering around in the elegant clothes of the day. We had decided we’d break for lunch and have a look at the musical instruments and gardens after.

I opened the back door on the passenger side to reach in and get the picnic basket off the back seat. It’s a bit of a stretch and as I lean forward, my skirt rides up my legs to a few inches to above the backs of my knees... one leg stretching behind me for balance. I pull the basket closer to the door and straighten up as I feel your arms come around me from behind as you move my hair out of the way with your nose before kissing me on the back of my neck which sends a tingle down my spine and makes my stomach gently somersault. My hands cover yours as they rest on my belly and I turn my head to kiss you as you simultaneously turn me around and my arms go up to rest on your shoulders. Your arms around my waist and pull me into you as your mouth finds mine. We kiss open-mouthed and I breathe you in as your hand drops from my waist to my rear and gives it a playful squeeze. You look at me and with a mischievous look on your face and quietly ask “Shall we??” I look at you with more than a little surprise on mine and say “Here!!???” You smile and say, “Yes! With this door open and the wall behind us, it’s quite private in this corner!” You talk quietly and have a definite twinkle in your eye. I look around quickly assessing if what you’re suggesting could be a possibility... and realising it would, and sensing your excitement at the possibility, smile back at you which you took to be a ‘Yes’. The car park was pretty full, but no one seemed to be about.

You un-tuck my blouse and your hand finds its way inside and up to my breast as your other hand goes around me and pulls me into you where you kiss me hard on the mouth. I can feel my nipple becoming sensitive and stiffening against the pressure of your hand. It’s not the only thing I can feel stiffening as you push yourself against me. My hand reaches down to touch you through your trousers. It’s pulsing and swelling. Straining against the fabric and my hand. You push me back against the seat. I sit back wiggling onto it facing you. You stand back placing one hand on each of my knees and gently but firmly move them apart while at the same time raising my skirt. Hands open with the ‘V’ of your open hand on the top of my legs, your thumbs on the inner part of my naked thighs, moving very slowly up taking my skirt with them. I am unbelievably aroused. The feel of your skin on mine. Your eyes are boring into mine as your thumbs reach the edge of my panties. The pad of one thumb finds the edge of my labia through the moistening fabric. My breath quickens and I lean back slightly making it easier for my legs to open a little more. You look around before leaning forward, pulling my pantie fabric to one side and placing your mouth there giving me a quick kiss, your tongue opening them, and dipping into my wetness before straightening up again and then placing your slightly open mouth on mine... inserting your tongue so I can taste myself on you. By now, all I can think of, all I want, all I need, is your hard cock inside me. I slide off the seat and turn round, looking around very carefully to make sure no one is paying us any attention before leaning forward onto the seat presenting my rear to you. Nothing is said. You again lift my skirt, this time up over my hips and pull my panties down and position yourself behind me. You rub the head of your wonderfully hard cock up and down along my crack covering the head in my wetness before finding my entrance and slipping in. I feel myself stretching as you ease yourself in and stop as you too look around making sure we are not attracting attention. No one is close by and those that are in or near their own cars are in their own worlds and oblivious to us. Your hands go to my hips pulling yourself deeper into me. I swear I can feel you still growing inside me and I gently moan. A moan of utter bliss.

You start to move inside me. Slowly at first. I move with you, especially as you slide back into me pushing myself back onto you and tightening my muscles around you. We both quietly groan. You feel so good inside me. I have all but forgotten where we are. My eyes are closed. My world has shrunk to the sensations we’re creating as we move in unison. As you’re aware though, this isn’t the time or place for a long, slow, deep fuck. You’re also aware I’m off with the fairies somewhere so slowly increase the tempo, being careful not to make the car give away what we’re doing. I’m not entirely out of it and am aware that you’re building up to the point when you have to release your load deep into me. Knowing that triggers the beginning of my own orgasm. It seems to start in the pit of my stomach slowly moving down inside me until something.. and I’ve never worked what, ignites it and it centres on my groin area, but then spreads throughout my body to varying degrees as yours hits too. As it subsides, I slump across the seat as I come back down to earth and my breath slowly returns to normal. You have withdrawn and tucked your softening cock back into your trousers. I turn to see you looking at me as you ask, “Well? Are we going to eat? And give me a wink. I straighten up and look around and pull my panties back up before letting my skirt fall into place. There seem to be more people around but our antics seem to have gone unnoticed... You go into the boot and take out two folding picnic chairs as I get the food basket out and we sit down to eat. You lean over and just say, “Thank you. I couldn’t wait”, and then smile as you see me blush.

After lunch, we head back to the house to learn more about their impressive collection of keyboards associated with famous composers, before a wander around the gardens. I can't get what happened at lunch out of my mind and seem unable to wipe the smile off my face all afternoon.


#https://www.cobbecollection.co.uk/musical-instruments/
#https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/ Such good value ;)


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