Play Sex Game in Picnic

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PICNIC PLAY

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As I cleaned up the kitchen after lunch, I heard the TV. Karan was longing for another baseball game when I finished cleaning and went into the living room.

I watched Karan play baseball from behind the couch. Recently, that’s how we’ve been spending our Saturday afternoons. He was watching baseball while I cleaned up the townhouse. Today, something broke in me. I wasn’t going to let him stay out on Saturdays any longer.

I yelled over the TV, “Let’s do something together!”

Karan turned to me and smiled as he turned down the music. “You can lie on my lap. I’ll fondle your tits.”

I put my arms together. “You can’t play with my tits. I don’t want to just clean and watch you watch TV. I want to do something else.”

Karan shrugged. “Okay. What are your plans?”

“I’m not sure.” Shit! When I say it out loud, it always sounds like I’m not sure what to do. Now Karan has a reason to not give any ideas.

Karan gave it some thought. “Let me tell you something. How about an afternoon picnic tomorrow?”

I orbed. “That’s a good thought. Let me see what we need in the kitchen.”

“Great.” Karan smiled and went back to the game to watch it.

After looking in the fridge and closet for a few minutes, I came in with a short grocery list. Karan was still watching the game when I went back into the living room to give him the list. I gave up and laid down on his lap. He stroked my tits through my shirt without thinking until the game was over.

We went to the store together and bought what we needed for the picnic and for work and dinner during the week. After we got the groceries home and put them away, we walked down the street to a nice Italian restaurant and shared seafood penne.

When we went to bed that night, we cuddled. Karan pushed my hands away from his cock when I tried to get him interested in something else. Sighing, I was happy that he held my hand until we both fell asleep.

I was excited to get up the next morning. Karan came up behind me and squeezed my butt as I was putting the picnic basket and cooler together.

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Karan said, “Oh, could you just wear a skirt and a blouse?” No bra or panties.”

I was happy. “Sure, sweetie.” I finally understood why Karan was so quiet last night. He didn’t know half as much as he thought. I thought I knew what he would do at the picnic.

We had breakfast late, packed the car, and drove away. We had been driving for almost an hour, passing one cornfield after another, before I asked myself, “Where are we going?

Karan smiled. “You’ll see. “In a little over an hour, we’ll be there.”

I forgot how many cornfields we went by. When we turned onto a dirt road, I wasn’t paying attention. We walked along the side of a road for about 15 minutes before we reached the edge of a lake. Around the lake were trees and grass.

While I walked to the lake, Karan unpacked the car. He scared me so much when he came up behind me and grabbed my tits that I almost jumped into the lake.

I sat down where Karan had spread out a blanket. I chose a wine cooler, and then I gave Karan a Budweiser. After I had been sitting for a while, I put my hand on his pants. I touched his curvy body for a second before he pulled my hand away.

“We’re no longer doing that.”

I got to my feet and crossed my arms. “If we’re not doing this now, why did you tell me to wear just a blouse and a skirt?

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Karan smiled. “I love seeing your breasts poke through your shirt. I like how easy it is for me to touch your pussy.”

“You’re not playing with me if we’re not fucking.” I still wasn’t happy. Karan shrugged. “Do as you want. I’m going to take in the sights.”

Karan had a bite to eat. He had another Budweiser, laid down on the blanket, and looked out at the lake.

I still felt angry. Why did Karan bring me all the way up here if he was just going to ignore me? Before I felt better, I ate something and drank a few more wine coolers. I laid down in front of him, and we spent the next hour spooning in the shade of a big elm tree and watching the birds and the water.

Karan said it was time to go, but it didn’t seem like much time had passed. I must have fallen asleep. We had been lying on the blanket for more than three hours when I looked at my watch. Karan got the car ready to leave, and I took one last look at the beautiful lake.

When we went back on the dirt road, I was still a little upset. I thought we were going to make out, but we just slept on a blanket. Did we get that old?

We found our way back to the main road, and on the way home, we went by cornfield after cornfield. Karan stopped the car next to another field of corn, which made me think I was dreaming.

“What’s going on?” I hoped that the car wouldn’t give us any trouble.

Karan didn’t say a word. He walked away from the car. I saw him walk by the front of the car and over to my side. He opened the door to my car, took off my seat belt, and pulled me out. He shoved me in front of him, grabbed my shirt with both hands, and tore it open. Buttons were going every which way.

Karan pulled up my shirt, looked at my tits, turned me around, and pushed me onto the hood of the car. I felt the heat of the car engine on my tits, heard him unzip his pants, and felt him pull up my skirt.

I reached back with my arms and tried to feel Karan.

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Karan yelled, “Put your arms back on the hood of the car, or I’ll tie you up there.

I turned around and saw Karan with a smile on his face. He didn’t even crack a smile. He went and got two pieces of cotton rope from the trunk. I was a good girl and put my arms on the car’s hood. He stood behind me and fucked me like I was an animal.

I wasn’t so slow to agree. I get so wet when Karan gets energetic. I love it when someone takes me when they break the rules. He definitely took what he wanted from me, and I was happy for him to do so.

Before Karan came into me, I probably came two or three times. I love how it feels when he stops pumping so hard and lets himself chill out. He got himself away from me. I tried to stand up, but he pushed me again against the car’s hood. I liked how warm the hood still felt on my tits until he pulled me up, turned me around, and kissed me.

I wrapped my arms around him and took him in my arms. When I looked at Karan, he was now smiling. I laughed and gave him another kiss.

“Well, how did the picnic go?” Karan was smiling now.

I was happy. “I thought it was really good. Thank you for having a picnic in such a beautiful place. I’m sorry I was so mean to you, but I was horny and you wouldn’t do anything.”

Karan smiled. “Do you now understand why?”

I kissed him again. “Yes, you idiot, now I get it. That was the best surprise you ever got from a theft. And yes, I really appreciate it and all the work you put into this picnic.

“I get scared sometimes. We both work during the week, and on the weekends, you watch baseball while I clean up. I don’t want us to grow old and get bored together.”

Karan smiled. “I don’t think we’re that old yet,” she said.

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“No, we’re not.” I kissed him again. “I also don’t think we’re dull. Thanks again. This is the best picnic we’ve ever had.”

Karan finally left. We got back in the car and drove to the main road.

I put Karan’s right hand on my left shoulder. I’d been too rude lately, so he deserved to enjoy himself while stroking me. I liked the way he touched me all the way home.

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