A blanket, a park, her first oral orgasm

It was one of those spring days when the world feels alive. Humming with energy and promise. We matched on Bumble in the early afternoon and the conversation was instantly electric.

She was recently divorced, late 30’s. Blonde and cute with some curves and a stunning picture on her profile of her in a sundress, sans bra.

I was in the office on a Sunday. Working on a brief but clearly distractable. She said she’d never cum from oral - and it’d been far too long since she’d had anyone try. Reader, I was hungry.

She had her kids that afternoon, but quickly found a sitter. I googled a sizable park midway between us and half an hour later we were wandering on a secluded trail, a blanket over my arm, fingers brushing.

We saw a clearing a few yards off the trail and looked at each other and smiled. I laid the blanket down and admired her - in that same sundress. We kissed. Deeply. Hands exploring. Until I fell to my knees and lifted her dress. Slow kisses up her legs to her thighs. Hands on her hips, her ass. Smell of sex in the air.

Her knees began to buckle so she laid down and closed her eyes. The sound of birds, the smell of the earth waking up. I kept going. Pushing her panties to the side, then pulling them off.

Her legs were soon over my shoulders. Soft then hard. Slow then fast. Finding her clit. Using one finger, then two. She shuddered and then shuddered again. Building. And then.. she came. Joyously, exuberantly. Body shaking. Me smiling, proud. Thrilled.

We heard some noises on the trail and organized ourselves quickly. Anything more felt too risky. So we sauntered back out of the woods. Smiling. Deeply.