Leila´s Picnic Weekend - Sexgeschichten

Leila´s Picnic Weekend

... place. She had seen David raise his fingers to his mouth, and lick her juices off, then he had placed that arm around her, while his head fell down between her breasts and he kissed the still red skin over her breastbone. As she sat there, bathing in the afterglow, he moved one had up behind her neck, and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. This was the same action that her father and mother had taken to let her know she was loved as a child, and, while this kiss had a passion that of course had not existed in theirs, the very similarity of the action made her feel truly loved, and as important at the moment, safe.

After a minute, she was able to sit there by herself, as David reached into the car and pulled out a couple of Kleenex, carefully drying her off a bit. He helped her into the passenger seat, the terrycloth cover soft on her skin. She seemed to feel all sensations more intensely than ever before. Slowly she buckled the seatbelt across her naked body, as David closed the door, then walked around the car and got behind the wheel. A minute later, they were moving back down the track and onto the highway.

Leila had the passenger seat tilted back, so she was not quite so visible to other motorists. She closed her eyes, and wondered when this day would end. She was still naked, still miles from her clothes, and David was not even driving back the same way they had come. While she hadn't really been paying attention during the drive that morning, she was somehow ...

... certain that he turned the other way when he exited the gravel road this afternoon.

"David, where are we going?" she asked suddenly, raising the seat back and looking around.

"There is something else we need to do today," her replied. "Don't worry, love." His hand fell onto her leg, touching her gently and sensuously, reminding her yet again of her nakedness.

"O.K. I trust you," she murmured. "I guess I have to. I can't really walk home like this." She saw the smile light up his face as she said this, the gentleness and affection of it warmed her heart, and also turned her on. She wondered what had happened to her to make her feel so randy these days. She knew it couldn't be the constant nudity, she was always so humiliated by that; all those people on the train, in the cars, looking at her. The feeling of humiliation increased again, but so did her sexual drive. David had just frigged her to orgasm, and now she wanted him again. She was shameless.

Leila's Picnic Weekend, Part 5

Leila couldn't believe it. She was working as the receptionist today, sitting in the lobby of the firm's main office, answering questions from the public, signing for packages and taking them through the office to the recipient. It was a very busy morning. This wasn't her regular job, but today there was nobody else available, and she had been rushed off her feet. The office was warmer that usual, so she had removed the long jacket of her light brown suit, and hung it on the back of her ...