Their Juicy Woman

Wrapping his arms around her back, he held her still, releasing a little moan as her tongue traced his lips. She was driving him crazy already. His cock hardened, pressing between her thighs. Gripping her ass, he pulled her closer, needing her more than anything else in the world.

She broke away from the kiss but trailed her lips down to his neck. “You have no idea the things I’ve always wanted,” she said, whispering the words against his ear.

“Tell me.”

“I want you to touch me, Parker.”

She pulled away, and he watched, mesmerized, as she slowly lowered the straps of her dress, revealing her full, juicy tits. They were so big, and he wanted a taste. She held them up like an offering.

He didn’t wait for her permission. Leaning forward, he flicked the tip of one nipple, relishing her moan as she released it.

“That feels so good,” she said.

Parker moved to the other nipple. Releasing his grip on her ass, he cupped her knee, and began to stroke a hand up her inner thigh until he cupped her pussy. The thin panties she wore were soaking wet to the touch. Sliding a finger beneath the damp fabric, he found her wet pussy.

Teasing her clit, he felt her shake and moan. He continued to suck on her nipple as she rode his finger.

She was saying his name over and over. Parker couldn’t get enough of her.

Even as her cheeks heated, and she’d seemed a little embarrassed, she’d fought it, and was now like fire in his arms. He fucking loved it. His cock was aching to get out, but for now he just wanted to pleasure her.

It seemed like within seconds she was coming, her body arching as she rode her orgasm. He listened to her cries, knowing he couldn’t wait to have her doing that with his mouth on her body. She was so fucking responsive.

When she could no longer take any more, he removed his hand.

Slowly, Poppy came down from her high, and as she did, she reached for his belt.

After tasting her pussy on his fingers, he leaned back, allowing her to release his cock. He sprang free, and her hand wrapped around the length. He gritted his teeth at the intense pleasure that washed over him just from having her hand on him.

“You’re so hard,” she said.

The tip was already slick with his pre-cum. He felt like a randy teenager getting his first hand-job.

“I’ve wanted you for a long time,” he said.

She smiled. It was that teasing smile that he loved so much. Rarely did he ever see it. He hoped now that would change.

Parker didn’t stop her as she lowered her head, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth. It was sheer heaven. Gliding his fingers in her hair, he guided her in the way he liked his cock sucked, letting her know he didn’t mind a little pain so her teeth scoring down the sides was more than fine.

“Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” he said.

She bobbed her head. This little picnic by the lake hadn’t been about sex. The moment she showed her tits though, all bets had been off. Her body was made for being fucked and made love to. She was their woman, the Smiths’ woman, and they were going to treat her so damn right. She’d never doubt loving them.

Parker would make sure of it.

He saw stars as she sucked him to orgasm. He didn’t have time to warn her, but that didn’t stop Poppy as she swallowed him down.

She was the perfect woman for them.

****

“Are you having a good time?” Shawn asked, coming up behind her as Poppy was about to take a shot at the target. Seeing her with a gun in her hand was fucking hot.

“Yeah, I’m doing okay. I want to win that bear though, and I’m really struggling. Everyone can shoot these damn things, and for me, nothing.” She took aim and fired. The target moved right past the bullet.

He couldn’t have his woman going without. “How many do I need to shoot to get the bear?”

“All of them,” the guy said, looking bored.

Shawn paid his money, and took the spare gun that was waiting to be fired.

“You really don’t have to do this,” she said.

“What my lady wants, she gets.”

He took aim and fired, each target going down as he went through them.

“Oh, wow,” she said.

“You won the bear.”

The guy manning the stall handed him the biggest bear there was.

“Do I get a kiss?” Shawn asked, holding the bear in front of his body but puckering his lips.

“Of course.”

She went onto her tiptoes and kissed his lips.

To Shawn, it felt so natural to him to kiss her.

“This belongs to you.” He handed her the bear and she held it.

“I love it.”

“Only the best for my girl.” He took her hand as they walked away. Their first stop was the truck, where he put the bear into the passenger seat. “He’ll be here when you get back, I promise.”