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Naughty thoughts tingled in the back of my head.
I ground my ass into him, back and forth with excruciating slowness. A teasing, tempting amount. Like a single question mark sent by text message.
He responded by sighing, his breath warm on the back of my neck.
Keeping my ass against his crotch, I twisted my head around to almost face him. Andy pushed up onto one elbow, bringing his head above mine. His short blond hair hung down over his handsome face as he smiled at me.
He kissed me, and pressed his crotch forward into my ass like he wanted it. I sighed into his mouth as we kissed softly, like earlier. As if there wasn’t any rush. We had all the time in the world.
As our lips pushed and sucked and nuzzled, I reached back and between us to find the front of his jeans. The heat came off his cock like an oven, and from the first touch I could tell it was thick and long. Andy sucked in a breath at my touch, so I kissed him harder because I didn’t want to take things slowly anymore. I wanted him now.
Within seconds I had his zipper down and the button undone. As I reached inside to wrap my fingers around his hard cock, Andy finally broke off the kiss.
“Do you think…”
“Yes,” I said before he could raise and concerns. My fingers tightened on him, and his eyes widened. “Yes.”
I pulled his cock out and used it like a wand to lift my skirt, then rubbed it against my panties. He groaned as he settled back down and planted soft kisses along my neck.
I stroked him gently while pressing the thick head of his cock against my pussy, pushing the fabric of my panties deeper every time. No one was around. It was just us.
Then Andy curled his arm around my body again, hand sliding under the blanket and up my skirt. His fingers found my clit through my panties, and I moaned softly with the wind as he pressed his fingertips into it and began rubbing in a circle. The pleasure was steady and easy, not rushing like most guys did. Taking his time. Allowing me to enjoy his touch without rubbing a fire into me.
We stayed like that for a little while, petting each other under the blanket. Savoring how we both felt. And like dancing partners who were perfectly in sync, as he began rubbing faster I stroked him back faster, building the tempo. Andy’s breathing increased too, hot little puffs against my neck.
Finally I couldn’t stand it any longer. I removed my fingers from his cock long enough to pull my panties aside and then took hold again, rubbing his tip up and down between my lips.
“Oh my God,” he moaned. “You feel…”
“Yeah?”
“Serendipitous. Intoxicating.”
“Better than wine?” I whispered.
“So much better.”
I pressed my hips back into him, taking the head into my pussy slowly. His groan lengthened, drawn out as I took a tiny bit more of his cock with every second. I found myself wanting to plunge the entire thing deep into my pussy without escalation, not caring that it might hurt. That’s how badly I wanted him in that moment. Another inch, and then he was close to half inside…
I felt him tense and hiss. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Look.”
On the other side of the field, the four guys with the frisbee had returned. They were maybe 100 feet away, walking across our view instead of toward us. One of them glanced over, but they didn’t slow down.
The sudden reminder that we were in a public place, with Andy’s cock halfway inside me, gave me a jolt of pleasure and excitement I’d never felt before. They were right there. And they had no idea. All they could see were two people cuddling under a blanket in the middle of Central Park.
I pushed back on Andy’s cock, taking a little bit more of it. “Don’t stop,” I whispered, using my hand to move his on my clit again. The public nature of our coupling was giving me a tingling as if I was close.
Andy’s fingers started moving again, returning my loins to wonderful ecstasy. “What if they come this way?”
“They won’t.”
He pulled back his hips to slide his cock out of my pussy, leaving just the tip inside. When he thrust forward, the pressure against my forward wall was intense.
The right kind of intense.
“Harder,” I begged him, feeling my climax rushing toward me faster than I expected. “Fuck me, Andy.”
