A Birthday Present 3

John pulled his hand back and then held it up to her. The tip gleamed wetly.

“You sure you don’t want to do this?” he asked. He placed his finger in his mouth and sucked it.

Mary wanted his hand to continue its exploration. Instead, John put both hands on her boots.

“Take off your panties,” he said.

Normally she wouldn’t argue, but they were STILL in a public place and they were STILL not alone.

“John…we can go back—“

John’s hands lifted her skirt, reached under the loops of her panties and slipped them down easily. When he reached her feet, he grabbed one foot, lifted it and pulled the panties off that foot. Then he lifted the other and the panties were off.

John held them up. Black.

“You wore black just for me?”

Mary nodded. Once again she turned her head to see if the three boys were watching them.

“I looked two days ago. Shadows are too deep here. The only way they could see us is if they had a flare and telescope. Promise.”

Then his hands lifted, moving from her knees to her thighs and from her thighs to her hips and then rounding her hips to the curve of her ass. He cupped his hands under her ass, pulling her toward him. His hands worked in slow circles, parting her cheeks and then squeezing them together. Her pussy tingled each time her thighs came together.

He kissed her again, and then his mouth fell to her throat. Once she moaned, he opened his mouth and scrapped the hardness of his teeth against her skin. She shivered and then felt trickles creeping down her thighs.

He popped the buttons of her blouse and she didn’t stop him, as long as he didn’t remove it. Once three buttons were freed, he brought her close and she felt his mouth panting against her chest. He kissed her lightly, tracing the line of her breasts to the edges of her bra, but no further. Part of her wanted him to, but the other part knew it was a good idea to leave her bra on.

She was thinking this when John leaned over, popped the lid off the ice water and grabbed a cube.

He brought his hand back, pushed one cup of her bra down and placed the cube on her nipple.

Her mouth fell open and she sucked in breath. Her entire body felt like it had been dipped in ice water. Even in the shadows she saw her nipple harden straight and stiff, but before she could say anything, his mouth surrounded it. Heat. Warm, wet heat. She pushed herself forward, looking down and watching his mouth opening, swallowing as much of her breast as he could. She gritted her teeth, pushing her chest forward.

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