Picnic with Alice
I wanted to tell you about something that happened to me a few years ago.
When I was a freshman in university, I happened to meet a charming girl named Alice. From the moment we first met, she immediately captured my heart. Alice had red hair, big eyes, and an incredibly expressive smile, accentuated by small dimples above her cheeks.
And her body simply drove me crazy. A long neck, leading to narrow, delicate shoulders. Her hair was always down to hide her small ears, which for some reason she always considered unattractive, but I loved it when she wore a simple ponytail
and I could enjoy all that beauty. Alice didn't like to wear jewelry; her ears weren't even pierced, though I always thought even the simplest necklace would look mind-blowingly good on her neck.Her slender, slightly skinny body was adorned with small, neat breasts. And a thin waist with a round, firm butt and long legs. She was always a bit shy, and in company, she preferred to listen rather than join the conversation. As her companion, I got the most pleasant part—hearing her ringing laughter. I always tried to make Alice laugh so I could enjoy it again and again.
When we met, Alice was a virgin, and her first sexual experience was quite mixed and chaotic. However, later, as we got to know each other, it began to emerge that Alice wasn't against some experiments.
About six months into our relationship, we decided to go to the riverbank for a small picnic. Taking a bottle of champagne and some food, we set off. There was a small grove by the river. The weather was sunny and hot, with a pleasant breeze blowing. My companion was wearing a light top and a loose knee-length skirt. University exams had been over for a while, and we were enjoying the summer holidays. Over champagne, we chatted about all sorts of little things and basked in the sun.
It was a weekend, so besides us, several other groups had settled on the riverbank for barbecues, and we could hear their cheerful laughter.
Gradually, the champagne began to take effect, and we grew bolder. I kissed Alice firmly. Feeling her tongue in my mouth, my hands began to move up her body. Meeting no resistance, I tried to unfasten her bra, but I just couldn't manage it. I felt the girl pull away, but her eyes didn't show disappointment or fear, but rather mischief. Alice herself quickly freed herself from the extra fabric with a swift movement. Through the light top, I could clearly see her hardened nipples.
We continued kissing, and now my hand wandered freely under the girl's top, tugging at her nipples and caressing her tender breasts. I pulled up her top, started kissing her, and immediately felt Alice's breathing quicken. Her eyes closed, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Now I couldn't stop and began carefully pulling down the girl's panties, leaving her pussy defenseless. The champagne had already hit us pretty hard, and the girl offered no resistance at all, just looked at me with sly eyes.
After freeing her from her panties, I noticed they were soaked through. My hand went under her skirt; I felt the girl spread her legs and began gently massaging her clit. A muffled but oh-so-sweet moan escaped her lips. That moan aroused me almost more than everything else happening. And I felt Alice's hand on my fly. She was stroking my cock through my jeans, her head thrown back, her chest exposed, and softly moaning.
Suddenly, her hand stopped moving so rhythmically; she pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "Yes, more…". I pressed harder on the girl's clit, and after a while, Alice began to tremble slightly; the hand that was on my neck dug into my back, and after a moment, the girl hung onto me, covering me with kisses.
But before we could recover, we heard noise and rustling nearby—some group had passed by us looking for a spot by the river.
I looked at the girl—she was all red, with a smile on her face. Alice suggested we take a little walk, and I didn't object. I handed the girl her panties, but in response, she winked at me and said, "It's a gift."
She walked ahead of me along the riverbank, stepping barefoot on the hot sand. We passed by couples and noisy groups. I looked at the girl, couldn't take my eyes off her, and didn't immediately realize she wasn't wearing any underwear! The breeze slightly lifted her skirt, and if you looked closely, you could easily see her breasts through the top. I started looking around and noticed the guys' gazes directed at my girl.
I began to feel a little jealous, but it was a strange kind of jealousy; it didn't cause discomfort but rather a surge of arousal. I looked at the girl; she was smiling, clearly noticing the looks from the people on the shore. She loved everything that was happening, loved that I could see it. And I loved it madly too.
"Do you want to go back to the beach?" I asked her.
"Do YOU want to?" Alice replied, clearly hinting at her attire.
I felt my cock swelling and nodded in response. The girl just kissed me, took my hand, and led me back.
We walked a little further; there weren't as many people here. Alice laid out a towel for us. I had already put on swim trunks and simply took off my pants and T-shirt, asking the girl with a smirk, "Are you planning to sit here in the sun like that?"
What happened next, I couldn't have predicted. Alice reached for her bag, pulled out a swimsuit, and took off her top. "Help me put it on," she said, looking at me with burning eyes. Though my gaze was definitely not on her eyes. Not immediately recovering, I tied the swimsuit on the girl's back and started looking around—to see if anyone had seen. In the distance, a few couples and groups were whispering; I don't know if it was because of Alice's action, but otherwise, everyone was behaving casually, chatting or just sunbathing.
Putting on the panties from the swimsuit set, Alice didn't dare take such a bold step. She simply put them on first and then took off her skirt. Alice lay on her back and closed her eyes, basking in the sun. The girl had a light blue swimsuit with white accents. I lay there admiring how it accentuated Alice's breasts and revealed her flat stomach.
Running through the day's events in my head again and again, I realized that the outline of my cock was clearly visible in my tight swim trunks, and I was about to turn onto my stomach, but at that moment, the girl's hand touched my head. I looked at her face—she was looking at me and smiling.
I turned onto my side towards her and exposed my penis. The girl began carefully stroking the head with two fingers. It was divine. I was constantly on the edge but couldn't cum. A couple of times, I thought I was about to lose control and jump on the girl right there on the beach. In ecstasy, I asked Alice, "Aren't you afraid you'll get uneven tan lines from the swimsuit?"
It was a challenge; the girl hesitated slightly—one thing is to quickly change a top, but lying on the beach with bare breasts is quite another. However, the champagne we'd drunk did its job. Alice carefully untied her swimsuit and slowly, without getting up from the blanket, pulled it off, exposing her beautiful breasts. And again, that wave of jealousy and arousal. I was now looking not so much at Alice as at the people around us, who kept glancing our way. Some were openly staring, devouring my girl with their eyes. I saw the girl's chest rising more and more frequently—her breathing quickened, and her panties got wet. The girl noticed this too. In a trembling voice, she said she would go take a dip in the water; maybe it wouldn't be so noticeable.
It was less of a statement and more of a question. Everything inside me was turned upside down, but the arousal was stronger, and I said, "Yes, of course, take a dip, swim a little."
I saw the girl quickly head towards the water. At first, she covered her chest with her hand, but the closer she got to the river, the bolder she became. And now I see that look again, full of determination and depravity; there she is swimming, not hiding her breasts at all.
To be honest, she wasn't a very good swimmer. It was more like a child splashing around in the water under the watchful eyes of parents. I watched her and couldn't help but smile. Suddenly, Alice stopped. Her breasts were at water level, which barely hid her nipples. I didn't immediately understand what she wanted to tell me. She was holding something in her hand, something light blue…
It was her panties! Wow, and again my cock hardened, so much so it was about to tear my swim trunks! I jumped up and ran to her in the water. And there I was, kissing her in front of the vacationers, completely naked, standing before me, her pussy rubbing against my cock. I desperately wanted to enter her, but the water had washed away all the lubrication. Unnoticed, we pulled the panties onto my beloved, and, gathering our things, under the watchful eyes, we began to move away along the shore. Now, Alice walked without even thinking about putting her bra back on. A couple of times, we bumped into passersby, and again that feeling of arousal. I no longer knew if the girl's panties were wet from the water or from something else. Unable to bear it any longer, I dragged my girl into the nearest bushes. And I realized she couldn't wait any longer either.
Alice leaned against a tree, sticking her butt out. How I wanted that butt at that moment! I moved the panties aside and entered the girl. It was so wet inside that I met no resistance… and it felt so good. Her pussy tightly yet gently wrapped around my cock; I tried to go as deep as possible so my cock would reach the very end. Alice moved towards me, gasping and rolling her eyes. How much I love her! She tried to keep her cries quiet, but she wasn't very good at it. At that moment, I really wanted someone to walk by, see what was happening, stand there, and watch us. My hands caressed the girl's breasts.
Suddenly, Alice started riding me even harder; I realized she was coming. I tried to hold back as much as I could, and as soon as Alice's convulsions began to subside, I pulled my cock out of her and immediately came on her back. She was standing with one leg tucked under. "Are you done?" I asked her. "Yes!" the girl exhaled, "But my leg cramped." I smiled, pulled her close to me—"I love you," I said. "I love you very much too," she said, looking into my eyes.
We spent the rest of the day walking, swimming, sunbathing, and running off into the bushes more than once.