None of this went unnoticed by Ted, and he couldn’t help imagining sliding Jo’s dress further up her legs and caressing the tops of her thighs. This thought made him feel even hotter than he already was, and he tried to take his mind off Jo’s body by taking the champagne out of the cool-bag, opening it as deftly as he could manage in the circumstances, and filling two of the plastic champagne flutes which they had brought with them.

"See if that cools you down" he said, handing her a flute. "It’s still pretty cold, considering".

"Thanks" said, Jo, and took a sip, smiling at Ted. Both of them were suddenly aware that the situation was at that crucial point of equilibrium where it could tip in either of two directions: they could drink their champagne and go home, or end up fucking then and there on the grass. But one of them was going to have to make the critical move; and Jo decided it might as well be her. The warm night; her awareness that Ted was enjoying the sight of her body; the tingle in her pussy – all made her determine not to let the moment pass.

With a further smile, she dipped her fingers into the glass and shook some droplets of bubbly down her cleavage. As she felt the cool champagne dribble down over her skin, she felt that the point of no return had been passed. "That’s better" she giggled; "Nice and cool".

"Would you like some more?" Ted asked, and flicked some more champagne over the exposed part of her chest, trying not to get too much on her frock.

"Ooo, lovely", she said, and pulled open the top of her dress to let the liquid run over her lovely boobs. Somehow the other strap had slipped down too, and quite a lot of her smooth mounds were now visible. Ted even caught just a glimpse of the top of the pink aureole round her left nipple. He began to feel rather aroused.

"Mind you, it seems a shame to waste it" he said.

"True enough" Jo said, and held out her glass for a top-up.

"That wasn’t quite what I had in mind" Ted said, and looked her in the eye, giving her the chance to back off if she wanted to. But she met his gaze and gave him an encouraging smile, as if she guessed and approved of what he had in mind.

Ted leant over and with his tongue licked the first drops off the top of her boobs. She let out a little sigh of pleasure as he ran his tongue over the bare flesh, flicking it down into her cleavage where the champagne had run. He just nuzzled at the top of her frock, edging his tongue under the material.

"Oh that’s good" she breathed softly. "But some of the champagne has run right down onto my stomach. Can’t you get at that as well?"

She wriggled her shoulders a little, and let the straps slip further down her arms. Now only the swelling of her breasts was preventing the frock from slipping right down. Ted gently eased the material over her nipples, and Jo sighed as she felt the warm air on her bare breasts, her sensitive nipples already starting to harden. Ted licked at the rivulets of sticky champagne that had run down between them.

"Oh Christ, Ted, please suck on my tits" whispered Jo. She picked up her glass and tipped the entire contents over her breasts, the liquid running down all over the front of her dress. Ted pushed her back onto the grass and took her tits in his hands, caressing the nipples until they stood out proudly. He buried his face between the mounds, licking and sucking, then kissing her hard on the mouth, their tongues interlocking so she could taste the champagne that he had licked off her body.

Jo was breathing heavily now, and starting to feel very aroused herself. Her pussy was tingling, and she rubbed at it through her dress, stimulating her clit through her panties and feeling her juices starting to flow.

She rolled Ted over and sat up on his thighs, pulling her frock up around her waist so he could see those red lacy panties again, now distinctly moist around the crotch. She unbuttoned his shirt and nibbled at his own nipples. He played with her gorgeous breasts, as she began to undo his belt and trousers, groping for his prick, which was now very erect. By wriggling about a bit she managed to pull both Ted’s trousers and his briefs off, and took hold of his erection, which was now at its full 7-inches in length and throbbing excitedly.

"Now it’s your turn to cool down" she said, and picked up the whole bottle and dribbled a stream of champagne all over his prick. Usually so much cold liquid would have caused it to wilt rather quickly, but no sooner was it wet than Jo had taken it into her mouth and begun to suck off the cold champagne. She licked around the base of his prick and sucked the liquid from where it had run down into his pubic hair.

Pumping his cock, she released a dribble of pre-cum, which she licked off. "Even better than champagne" she decided.

Now it was Ted’s turn to roll Jo over onto her back. Her dress was still around her waist, and he pushed his fingers underneath her red panties. He could feel her hot pussy lips, and as he gently parted them with his fingers he felt how very wet she was. He slipped first one, then two fingers up inside her slit. She humped her groin up against his hand, trying to push his fingers deeper inside her sticky passage.

"Oh yes, I’m so wet for you" she gasped. He began to pull at her panties, and she raised her bottom to make it easier for them to slide over her hips. She had trimmed the hair from around her labia, leaving a neat little bush at the top of her mound, and Ted buried his nose in the wiry fuzz, tickling her clit with his tongue.

He reached for the champagne bottle, which still had a couple of inches of liquid left in it. Jo spread her legs wide, spreading her labia with her fingers so her pink hole gaped open. He gently poured the champagne over her whole pubic mound, so it ran down between her legs, and then splashed the rest of it onto her gaping slit, letting some of it run into her hole.

"I can feel that in my cunt!" Jo giggled. "Come on then, lick it out of me!"

Ted didn’t need to be asked twice, and began again to lick at her slit. The champagne was already mixed with Jo’s own pussy juices, and he slurped a lot of it down, enjoying the taste. He licked round her labia, gently sucking first one lip, then the other, into his mouth, as she moaned with pleasure.

Ted’s prick was very hard still, and he knew where he wanted it to go. He surfaced from Jo’s cunt and kissed her hard on the mouth, his throbbing erection hanging over her pubic mound. Teasingly, he allowed the purple head to tickle around her clit and pussy. She didn’t resist, but grabbed his prick with her hand and positioned it over her slit. For a brief moment it nudged at her pussy lips, then parted them and slipped inside.

"Yes oh yes" Jo breathed, and met his thrust with one of her own, burying him deep inside her. He pumped slowly in and out, trying to prolong the pleasure for them both, almost withdrawing after each stroke, so her tender labial lips closed and then parted to admit his engorged knob with every thrust. Jo was already very aroused, and the sensation of her vagina successively being emptied and then filled soon caused her to orgasm vigorously with loud moans of satisfaction. Her cries of pleasure soon brought him near to his climax, and he began to thrust faster in and out of her warm slit, finally sending spurt after spurt of hot sticky cum deep into her vagina.

Ted let his cock slip out of her wet hole, and held her in his arms as they kissed again, enjoying the feel of her warm breasts heaving against his chest as she brought her breathing back to normal. She ran her fingers through the hairs on his chest.

"That was so good" she said. "And I’d really, really like to do it again with you – and soon. But perhaps we’d better get a move on now".

She pulled her frock back up over her breasts, slipping the straps back over her shoulders, not bothering with any underwear this time. She picked up her still moist panties and gave them to Ted.

"Just a little souvenir" she said. Ted sniffed at the scent of her pussy, sweet and musky, and stuffed them into his pocket.

More by luck than judgement, they found the pedestrian gates were open at Lancaster Gate on the north side of the Park, and Ted walked Jo the short distance to her hotel in Sussex Gardens. They kissed long and hard on the steps.

"I’d invite you up, but I don’t think my sister’s ready for a threesome!" she said. "But when I’m back in London next month, I’d like to pick up from where we left off."

"I’ll hold you to that" said Ted.

"Don’t worry," she relied "I’m not likely to forget an evening like this - I can still feel your cum inside my cunt! But some of it’s starting to dribble out – I’d better go and clean up!"

And with a last cheeky smile she was inside the hotel. But Ted had a feeling that he was going to enjoy that autumn.

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