Erotic Couples

Erotic Couples

“Sir, are we an erotic couple?”

She punctuated her question by taking my hand and sucking one of my fingers in the midst of the festive crowd. Hunger pangs of lust clenched my stomach and need jerked my cock

I stopped and turned to her. “Princess, if I didn’t know better I’d think you were…hungry.”

I’d been holding her hand as we walked through the fairgrounds, laughing, talking and people watching. Public displays of affections were the norm for us, so no doubt there were people watching us. A crowd didn’t deter us from unabashedly stealing furtive touches and caresses to maintain our carnal edge.

All day foreplay started the moment the first one of us woke up in the morning – usually in the form of oral sex or a snuggle-fuck. Now we stood face to face as the throng jostled around us and all we saw was each other.

My eyes must have been as large as the bulge in my pants when she added a second finger into the wet cavern of her mouth. Oh yesss, she had me balancing on the edge of heighted lust. Judging by the pussy-cat who swallowed the canary look on her face – she loved every moment of my torment.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw people staring, but neither of us cared. I stroked her face with my free hand and then snaked my fingers in her long hair. I pulled her to me by those locks and she melted against me. Her arousal seethed all-around us, and the ethereal sensation of plunging balls deep into her moist depths slammed into me. I pulled my fingers from her mouth accompanied by a loud sucking sound. She could be such a tease. My cock surged through my jeans and she ground her pelvis against mine.

“Sir, your baby-girl is always hungry for her-Daddy. I am your-Slut.”

“Mmm, well I guess I need to feed My-little-pussy before she chews off one of my fingers. Apparently, the jumbo sausage you devoured a few minutes ago only whetted your appetite for more beef.”

Her eyes gleamed and her hard nipples pebbled through her thin shirt. She looked around and I tracked her gaze to an empty park bench. Fortunately, I’d had the foresight to bring a blanket. She’d worn a skirt, and of course no panties.

She took in a long breath and licked her lips. “Come with me Sir, I want to show you something.”

“Show me something…or give me something?”

She rubbed her hands on her thighs, and the movement created a cameltoe affect. “I’m a good-girl, so both.” She swirled around me like an exotic dancer working her pole, and then sashayed toward that still empty bench.

The sway of her merry hips called to me, and I chuckled. “To answer your question, Princess – yep…we are definitely an erotic couple.”

© 2015 Will LaForge