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A beautiful spring day. The sun is shining, nary a cloud in the air, the grass is green and smells sweeter than sweet.
She rolls her eyes and you lift her dress up, exposing her bottom to the breeze. She keeps looking at you, blushing, and then looking away.
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The whipped cream from earlier was bad enough, but those thoughts have a way of congregating. As you begin to soften, you lean forward and grab her by the waist, pulling her back from the stream and close to you. You drop your pants to the ground and kick them away, standing before her in nothing but your boxers.
She makes a humming sound deep in her throat and without warning, you start to cum. Well, you can certainly think of a few possibilities, none of which are suitable for polite company. Suddenly, she leans forward and kisses you square on the mouth. She licks her lips and rocks her hips back into you, letting you go further inside her. You moan loudly and she looks up at you.
She gulps nervously and extends her tongue to your head to give it a careful lick.
Karen sighs happilyand closes her eyes. You keep stroking your cock furiously and she sticks her tongue out at you.
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All too soon, you reach your orgasms together. You take that as an invitation and penetrate her once more. A beautiful spring day. You shake your head no, forcing yourself to think desperately unsexy thoughts.
Karen jerks her head back to avoid getting bonked in the face with your erection and stares at it, apparently fascinated. She gives you a few more strokes before she lets go.
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You dress together, passing articles of clothing between each other. You reluctantly sit up and let her retrieve them. All too soon, you can feel your release coming. You begin thrusting into her, slowly, carefully, trying to hold off as long as possible. You turn to her, mouth opening with a query, and she stuffs a pastry in. The sun is shining, nary a cloud in the air, the grass is green and smells sweeter than sweet. You begin packing up the lunch, only to turn when she calls your name.
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She briefly floats the idea of you wearing the dress on your way to town, but you manage to talk her out of it. Why is everything about her so cute? You can think of much better things to do with no clothes on, and somehow you manage to say so, willing yourself not to blush. Hardcore erotic stories Friends and Partner sites. Karen comes up with a gasp and rubs her hands over her face vigorously. As before, you stay inside her while the waves of pleasure roll through you. She squeals in delight as you position yourself at her entrance and ease your way in.
After no more than 30 seconds, she breaks away and awkwardly pulls your boxers down. Go ahead and let it out.
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She manages to catch a drop or two on it and as the fountain dies down, she swallows the sample she received. You manage to outwit the piece of fabric and toss it to the side. As the last of the giggles die down, she clears her throat and moans exaggeratedly.
You struggle to dispose of it, much to her amusement, and offer her your arm. A few seconds later, you cum loudly and she lets out another of those damn whimpers. You open your eyes. You tangle your fingers in her hair and push your cock a little deeper into her mouth. Finally, your orgasm subsides and you can relax, your muscles unclenching and heartrate lowering.
Unable to formulate words, you nod vigorously. She takes it and you begin the walk back to civilization… Later that afternoon… As you make your way along a softly babbling brook, Karen seems to have something on her mind. After the giggles subside, she sobers up. She pulls your boxers down and puts her hand on your penis again. Does she really want you to just strip down and go gallivanting with her? Your eyes almost glaze over and it just keeps coming no pun intended!
Not quite as sweet however as the sight of Karen Gillan sitting across from you licking whipped cream from her lips.
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She wraps her arms around you and urges you deeper. Karen continues making these amazing little sounds as you continue pounding her. You dig your nails into your palm to avoid orgasming again. Did she really just say that?? You be the judge! What could possibly better? Sit like a gentleman! You grunt and close your eyes, trying to push the arousal away, but a satisfied giggle from below means your efforts were in vain.
She squeezes your erection tightly and whimpers again. You have to chuckle at that and she smiles happily.
Eventually you roll off of her and stare up into the sky dreamily. Is this some sort of test? As you make your way along a softly babbling brook, Karen seems to have something on her mind. It twitches in surprise, as you do and she retracts it, evaluating the taste. You set the basket down and turn to her. Search for:. That lovely young Scottish redhead really is giving you a blowjob. A mischievous breeze wafts it into your face and you struggle madly with It for a moment. She takes it and you begin the walk back to civilization…. Suddenly, your cock is enveloped in a soft wet warmth.
Almost too nice for clothes! Sure enough, she reaches her climax. She really is startlingly good at this. You nod assent. She stops you with the tip of her finger on your lips. You clench your hands tighter as she yells this fact to the sky. She catches your eye and nods enthusiastically.