Arm in arm, they walk through
The forest, she leaning a little
Closer to him as he leans closer
To her, purring and crooning in
One another's ears.

Looking around, over her shoulders,
She grins and tugs him tighter to her,
And allows the picnic basket in her hands
To drop to the ground, careful not to spill
The contents, moaning gently.

Backing up against a tree, she giggles
As she feels it behind her, supporting her
Weight as she wraps her legs about his
Hips and draws him into a deeply
Passionate kiss.

Groaning, his hand settles upon her lower
Back, supporting, stroking and massaging
Her flesh as she arches against him, his
Other hand reaching up, tangling into
Her long, dirty blond hair.

Four hazel eyes meeting, she giggles
And murmurs softly into his ear, "I'm
Hungry, my love..." and he grins, a
Thought crossing his mind to ask her to
Devour something other than their food.

Pressing up against her, between her
Legs which are still surrounding him,
Entrapping his hips, he makes his
Desire known, the bulge in his pants
Hard betwixt her stockinged thighs.

However, following a low growl into
Her ear, he pulls away from the tree,
Hand at her lower back and shoulders
As he slowly sets her back down on
Her little, pixi feet.

Giggling, she smiled brightly, blushing
Deeply, despite her own display of
Physical affection which brought on
His own, and she sighed sweetly,
Picking up their picnic basket.

Humming ever so happily, she linked
Her arm with his, resting her head
Against his shoulder, closing her eyes,
Flying high with blissful feelings,
Reaching up to kiss his ear.

Stroking her back gently, squeezing
Her tightly, he smiled at her effort to
Reach his ear, and laughed, kissing
The top of her head softly and locating
A nice area for them to eat.

Smiling brightly, he leaned in to lick
Her ear, and murmured softly, "How
about here?" motioning toward a soft,
Grassy green meadow, specifically
Motioning toward a Willow Tree.

Returning the brilliant smile, she
Nodded enthusiastically, pleased that
He'd remember and search out her
Favorite tree, "It's perfect," came
Her contented response.

Shaking out a dark, burgundy colored
Chenille textured blanket, fringed and
Beautiful, and the same as the first one
They ever made love on, he set it
Down at her feet.

Laying down the wicker basket at the
Corner of their blanket, she smiled as he
Relaxed upon it, and drew her down by
Her waist into his warm, strong arms,
Crooning into her ear once more.

"I love you," she whispered softly and
Nuzzled his shoulder gently, stroking
His back tenderly and squeezing him
Tight to her with a happy, happy
Purr, licking his lips lightly.

"I love you, too, my pet, my darling.
I love you very, very, very much!" he
Replied, kissing her eyelashes and
Licking her lips in return, kissing
them ever so passionately.

Breaking the kiss tenderly, she
Reached for the basket, lifting the
Lid and drawing out one of the many
Oranges that filled its contents,
Offering it to her love.

Peeling the orange slowly, his eyes
Never left hers, grinning playfully as he
Drew it apart into 11 seperate slices,
Licking the first piece with a wicked
Glance down into her eyes.

The vigilance of her gaze, never waning,
Never wearing out its welcome, at a
Constant, watching his every sensual,
Teasing move, his eyes, the way his
Hands work the orange apart.

Thighs tensing, she purrs giddily as
Her soft, petaled flower drips wet with
Her own sweet honey, and her cheeks
Flush deeply, eyes fluttering, batting
And gazing up into his innocently.

Slowly, gently he sacrifices the slice
He licked, having nipped at the end
So that the juices of the orange spread
Across her welcoming, pink lips
As she devours his offering.

Moaning gently, she sighs sweetly and
Smiles up to him, murmuring a soft,
"Mm. Yummy!" with a giggle, leaning in
To softly, tenderly kiss his lips, allowing
Him to taste her.

Lapping at the orange juices on her lips
And in her mouth, he groans and softly lays
Her down, stroking an orange up along her
Flesh, playing it along her lips teasingly
Before taking it between his teeth.

Laughing happily, she nips at the orange,
Drawing the half he offers into her mouth,
Suckling upon it with a teasing flutter of her
Eyes, before slicing it with her teeth, sharing
With him in yet another kiss.

Rolling over on top of him, she takes the orange
Slices from his hand, lifting his shirt and splaying
Three slices down his chest and stomach,
Licking her way down as she eats up every
Last one.

Groaning, he laces his fingers in her hair,
Stroking the back of her head encouragingly
As she slowly works free the fastenings of
His black pants, stroking that hard, pulsating
Member that patiently has awaited her touch.

Caressing the length of his flesh, she draws
Him past those orange flavored lips and into
Her mouth, her teeth gracing him ever so lightly
As she licks the underside of his desire, suckling
Deeply as she did upon the orange slice.

Strong hands tangled in her hair, he gasps and
Draws her closer, more eagerly, as she gives
Him a taste of her passion, loving and tender
As she works her mouth up and down along
His hard flesh, purring.

Pulling back slowly, she gazes up to him with
A teasing glance, and licks the sensitive flesh
Once more before pulling back, against his
Urgings for her to continue, and winks to
Him cruelly as she stops.

"Oh, love," he groans deeply, sighing into
Her soft, tender kiss once again before he
Growls at her teasing and presses her shoulders
Softly back onto the blanket, taking the last six
Orange slices in hand.

Strategically he places those pieces, one
Upon her lips, two for her chest, one over
Each breast, the juices dripping down her
Hardening nipples, she whimpers softly
With another groan.

One is set right above her belly button,
His warm, strong hands peeling her thighs
Apart as he did the orange, licking down
One thigh, he tells her to relax, placing
Another slice upon each inner thigh.

The last piece of the orange, that single,
Most precious slice is gently stroked up
And down between the folds of her flower,
Pressed halfway in between the petals,
Half inside her sweet, hot depths.

Growling playfully, he first devoured the
Orange slice upon her lips, taking them in
A full, most passionate kiss, nipping at
Her lips as though he'd eat them too,
Wanting to devour all of her.

Working his way down her chin, her
Neck, and betwixt the soft, twin mounds
Of her breasts, he lapped at the juices that
Ran over one hardened nipple, and then
The other, slow and teasing.

Nipping at her sensitive rose buds, he
drew one of the slices up into his mouth and,
Leaning up, he offered it to her and she
Graciously took it, slowly enjoying the juices
Running down her throat.

"Mm, Oh!" She moaned as he ate the other
Orange slice off of her other breast, biting
And suckling upon each of her nipples in
Turn, before slowly licking his way down
Over her belly.

Licking up the piece right above her belly
Button, he groaned into her flesh, nipping
And suckling and licking at her skin,
Tender and sensitive to his touch, his
Caress, his care and his mouth.

Stroking her thighs, he pinched her
Gently, without any intention of hurting
Her, and he took both of the orange pieces
Into his mouth, slowly eating them off
Her aching flesh.

Caressing her inner folds softly with his finger,
Inching his tongue inward from her thighs
To the dripping center of her flowery
Being, he gripped her hips tight and
Carefully licked the final slice.

The last one always being the most fun,
He drew half of it into his mouth and
Ever so, very slowly pulled it centimeter
By small centimeter out from within her
Cute, tight little kitten.

Drinking in her sweet honey, he moaned,
Quite pleased with the orange juices
Mixed with her own, sweet and salty
Taste, crooning into her warm, wet
And waiting depths.

Her cries growing more and more loud
In her sweet ecstasy as he continued
His careful attentions, driving his tongue
And his fingers hard and deep into her,
He grinned teasingly.

Just as she was about on the edge of
Going over, her mind shattering in
Complete bliss, he stopped and gazed up
to her with hungry eyes, drawing her up into
His warm embrace.

The basket and blanket forgotten in their
Wake, he held her close, hearing her giggle
Happily as he took her from their special, picnic
Spot, back along the path through the woods,
Desire in his every step.

Her sweet, passionate darling love carried
Her home, and so, the tender, crimson bled
Rose continues blooming, forever in blissful
Harmony, colorful, tranquil serenity
And orange kisses.