sex in the park ...

We walk into Le Bois de Boulogne, (only the biggest and most popular public park in Paris) hand in hand, looking around for an empty spot where there are not too many joggers, walkers, cyclists, picnickers and definitely no kids or dogs. It’s a nice sunny Thursday and thankfully it’s still before midday so there’s hardly anyone here, but still enough to make this risky. Eventually we find a spot, more or less in the middle of a large grassy area and on a slight slope. As we had planned, (with almost NASA-like attention to detail) E sits down first then leans back on her elbows, almost if she is ready to give birth except for the fact that her legs are together. She is wearing a light blue sleeveless top and a knee length summer skirt and she has her Holly Golightly sunglasses on again. She also has an incredibly mischievous smile on her face. I sit down at a ninety degree angle to her, sliding my legs underneath hers until my waist is directly below the backs of her knees. I lie back and put my hands behind my head, whilst looking around through my own sunglasses to see if anyone else has arrived since we sat down. I turn my head to the left and look at E, then turn back and continue looking around.

“Well?” She says, raising her eyebrows from behind her sunglasses.

“Hang on, I’m scoping the park.”

After another good look around I turn onto my left side, prop myself up on my elbow, my head in my left hand. I move my hips towards her body, pressing myself against the back of her thighs.

“You think this is going to be possible?” I ask.

“I don’t know. Hey, you quitting on me?”

“God no! Right, get ready for stage two.”

I lift myself off the ground slightly while she edges a bit closer and pushes the back of her skirt underneath me. She is wearing nothing underneath. I lie back down and have another look around.

“You’re making it look sooo obvious, you know?” she says, looking around as well.

“Ok, here goes. Ah shit, hang on.”

I should have removed my belt from my jeans before we left the apartment. I quickly pull it off, being careful not to whip the underside of her thighs in the process. I hand it over to her and she quickly smuggles it into the bag she has resting by her left hip.

“That was close!” She whispers. “You hard?”

“Are you kidding? I feel like I am going to explode.”

“Hey, well just don’t explode yet, ok?”

“Don’t panic. Ok, here goes again, you ready?”

She nods enthusiastically.

I start by scratching the back of my head with my right hand, having just one last look around. Then I rub my face a bit, to give the impression that I am tired and that I should probably lie down and have a wee sleep. Then I scratch my chest and after that move my hand down to stroke E’s right leg. I tuck my hand under her legs and unzip my jeans. I’m not wearing any shorts, so I easily pull my cock through the open fly, leaving the button done up. It’s not especially comfortable, but it’ll have to do. E makes a hunnnngh sort of noise, then a small giggle as I press against her body, and then after a quick, “ready then?” I slide inside her. She inhales sharply, and then wriggles her body closer so that with the exception of my jeans being in the way I am completely inside her. She is still propped up on her elbows, looking at me, biting gently on her bottom lip.

“Wow. Ok, so… now what?” She asks.

“I’m not sure. I didn’t really think we would make it past stage two, to be honest. I feel like just going for it and frantically fucking your brains out on the grass right now, but that may be a bit obvious.”

“Hey, does this count yet? As in having done it in public I mean?”

“I hope not, we’re certainly not leaving it at this.”

I start moving against her, not really back and forth, more of a sort of slow grinding against her body. She suddenly puffs her cheeks out and then says “Oh shit, keep doing that!” She’s not smiling now, and it occurs to me that I have never heard her swear before. My arm has become completely dead from leaning on it so I rest my head on the grass with it folded behind me and my right hand holding E's knees. I am moving as slowly as possible but surely it must be obvious what’s going on here. I can feel the sweat all over my body now, my jeans sticking to my legs. E lies back and then moves her right hand down to the back of my head and grabs my hair again. I’m clenching my teeth so hard that my back teeth feel as if they are going to shatter. After a while I realise that I’m going to come.

“I’m going to come.” I say this very quietly.

“Wait! No, I don’t mean stop, keep going, but just a bit longer.”

I look around again just to make sure we are not surrounded by Gendarmes, but no, it’s cool. Suddenly she grips my hair so much that it’s painful again and pushes even harder against me. I feel her body jerk as she comes, which gives me the green light, so I too come, very quietly, but with amazing intensity.

In slow motion I turn my face towards the ground, feeling the cool grass envelope my face. I can hear E laughing openly now, saying “Woooo, my God,” and I am sure I hear her say “Gosh,” at least once.

“That’s that then, it’s officially done,” she says, still giggling. “Do you have a plan for disengaging?”

“Hmm, not really,” I say, my voice muffled slightly by the grass. “I think we’re gonna have to stay like this until its dark.”