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                                Copyright 2000 Shirley Knott
                                All rights reserved


For Play  (MF cons)

By Shirley Knott

        "All this talk about quickies and foreplay is getting me
hot."  I could feel the wet spot starting to form on my shorts.

        He glanced around the park to see if anyone was paying
attention to us. Apparently satisfied that we were unobserved,
he rolled toward me on the blanket and raised up on his elbow.
His eyes lingered on my partially erect nipples and a faint
smile came to his lips. As he rubbed his thumb lightly across
the end of my left nipple, I could feel my areola crinkle and I
heard his soft chuckle.

        "It certainly looks like you're on your way."

        We'd made love outside before, but the bright sun and the
grassy field that we lay on made me feel much more
conspicuous than I ever had before.  In the past, we had always
been in the woods or a car or in some secluded area.  Now we
were practically on a stage but my nipples really didn't seem to
care.  Neither did that wet spot, which seemed to be growing
by the second.

        "You aren't the only one that is getting turned on here, you
know," he said. He pressed his erection against my hip and slid
his hand up under my shirt.  The feel of his fingers gently
rolling my nipple was making my hips start to do their little
dance and my thighs clench together.  I flipped the corner of
the blanket over us and reached to squeeze his penis, which
was now nearly reaching the waistband of his shorts.

        His hand slid slowly up the inside of my thigh and slipped
inside the leg of my baggy shorts.  The higher his hand went
the wider my knees seemed to spread.  By the time he reached
my crotch, he didn't even have to slow down as he slid two
fingers into my soaking vagina. I sucked my breath in with a
gasp as I felt his fingers rubbing my G-spot and I slid my hand
inside the waistband of his shorts. I gripped his penis tightly as
I felt my orgasm begin to build.

        As it hit me full force, my thighs clamped on his hand, my
vagina gripped his fingers and I began rhythmically clenching
his rock-hard penis. I felt it begin to pulse.  The first spurt of
semen shot halfway to my elbow and soon we lay exhausted;
my hand, arm, and his shorts were a gooey mess.  I was so
weak I could hardly raise my head. He looked so relaxed that
he appeared to be melting.

        "Hey!  You guys wanna get out of the middle of our
soccer field? We wanna play here!" said a voice from above
my head.

        Startled, I grabbed the blanket and twisted around to see
who was doing the talking. There stood a half dozen young
boys grinning from ear to ear. Suddenly I felt the wet spot
begin expanding again.

                        ---The End---

Copyright 2000 Shirley Knott, all rights reserved.

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