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 Taste Treat In The Park By Lust 4 Life

   A social walk in the park ends up with an oral taste sensation.  M/F,
oral, True

   Story

   I sat looking at my coffee, a nice dark, hot cup of coffee.  I wanted to
take a sip, I like coffee, but I didn't want to wash away the lingering
taste on the tip of my tongue, a unique taste.  Ah, that taste!  The
sweetest pussy I have ever tasted.  Less than 15 minutes ago I had had my
tongue sliding along a wonderful, quivering pussy in the woods within
hearing distance of people walking by on the various trails.

   It began innocently enough.  A new lady friend I had recently met.  We
only met once for coffee, then once for some more intimate time in bed. 
This was our third meeting and was supposed to be a social meeting, a walk
in the park so we could chat, get to know each other better, nothing more.
We met as planned and walked and talked and talked and walked.  Toward the
end of our available time I led her off the main path into a little picnic
area where we sat at a table and talked some more.  Our time was almost up,
it was time to either return to our vehicles and go our separate ways until
our next meeting, or ... maybe ... She mentioned that sex outdoors was one
of her fantasies.  Hmm-m.

   Well, gentleman that I am, I could hardly disappoint the lady now could
I?  So taking her by the hand, I said, "Follow me" and led the way off all
the paths until we were more or less out of sight of people on the trails,
we hoped.  I turned to her and we melted into a passionate kiss, M-m-m-m!
As we kissed, we ran our hands over each other's bodies and I slipped my
hands up under the back of her blouse, caressing her soft skin.  My hands
then worked their way down to her waist and her pants.  She was clearly
torn between desire and caution.  But I am a bad boy and soon her pants
were undone and (with her willing help) around her ankles, revealing her
sweet bush.  I prefer a natural bush, maybe trimmed a bit, but definitely
prefer hair over shaved.  And this was a beautiful bush.  Wish I had a
picture of it hanging in my office!  Just a nice little furry triangle.

   Leaning forward, I probed with my tongue, finding her secret folds,
slipping between the lips, running up and down.  Now, to clarify the scene,
she is standing, with her top still on, but naked from the waist down,
while I am on my knees, face buried in her crotch.  She sighed, "Ah, that
feels good!" Reaching around with both hands, I grabbed her tight little
ass (nice and firm from lots of exercise) while I continued to lick.  Oh
my! What nectar!  I have tasted many pussies, but this was definitely the
best I have ever tasted.  I continued to lap her slit with my tongue,
sliding it over her clit while I held her ass - while firm, nevertheless
wonderfully soft and smooth.  Soon I felt her ass quivering, at first a
little, then more.  I squeezed and pulled her to me, generating more and
more quivers.  And then just as she was shaking in orgasm we heard
children's voices.  Panic'ed pause.  A bit more licking, then more
children's voices.  Alright, playtime over.  She quickly pulled up her
pants while I stood up.  A short ways away through the woods we could see
the family walking on an extension of the picnic area trail which
unbeknownst to us, looped around near our little trysting place.

   We gave them a few minutes to pass, then headed out of the woods. 
Passing through the main picnic area we saw the family sitting at a table
talking.  We just smiled and walked on by.  Did they look at us funny as we
passed?  Did they scowl at us?  Hard to tell.  As we headed back to our
vehicles, we wondered, did they see us through the trees, my hands on her
bare butt, face buried in her crotch?  Maybe they didn't see us at all, or
maybe they just saw her from the waist up, standing among the trees. 
"Well, do you know any of them?  No?  Did they call the police?  No? 
Alright, no harm done." But maybe next time when we go for the complete
outdoor experience, I will choose a slightly more secluded spot.

   Having a few minutes to kill before my next meeting, I stopped in a
favorite local coffee shop.  It was while driving to the coffee shop that
it really hit me, how tasty her pussy had been, how I could still taste it
on my tongue.  A unique and delicious taste from a beautiful pussy.