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"Aren't you excited for the fireworks?" The girl rolled over atop their picnic blanket, kicking her feet at the grass beneath the end of the blanket's hem though it tickled the bare pads of her feet. Her eyes perked up to see her partner to that evening's display leaning back, using their cooler as a back rest.

The quiet hum of other people populating the side of the steep, grassy hill swelled up behind them. With a short glance up past the shoulder of the dragon, the voluptuous, female vixen drew her eyes up the entire expanse of the park from where their own picnic blanket lay out to the family of long-necked, speckled giraffes directly behind them- a placement for which they were quite thankful! All the way up to the specks of the people on the very tip-top of the swollen ground. The vixen tipped her head to the side, returning her gaze to the young dragon's face with a sparkly twinkle in her eye. "Aren't you, huh?"

Ebon, the dark scaled dragon, gave a small nod. "Excited, yes! For sure! Ready to sit here for six hours waiting for them to start? Less sure." He cracked open a grin, showing off the lines of sharp teeth inside his jaws as he smiled.

"Oh hush!" the vixen giggled, her young voice high pitched and chipper. She rolled over onto her back, looking up towards the bright blue sky to where cotton candy clouds of fluffy white wafted around above their heads. Sticking her hand above her head, she stuck a fingertip into a bowl of brightly colored, jiggling jello before she slurped it up from her nail, cooing at the sugary sweetness. "It'll be so worth it! Plus, you have me for entertainment for six hours right?"

"Yeah! But six hours sure is a long time to talk..." His eyes rolled up, idling cloud gazing while the vixen's eyes narrowed down into a sharp grin. She rolled back onto her stomach, crawling up onto the dragon's chest and bending down to nudge her nose into his chin. "We don't have to talk the whole time..."

"Well, what else can we do? They took my frisbee at the gate!" he blurted, rolling his eyes again with a grunt.

The female rolled her eyes back, mimicking him with a chuckle. She shifted, pressing her chest down into him so that her breasts pushed against the edge of her skimpy top so that the smooth expanses of her cleavage swelled up to the very limit of her white top. The thin fabric hugged to her frame, showing the dark shadow of her bright red fur and the faintest outline of her nipples poking out in the center of her free breasts. She wiggled around, as though trying to get comfortable, though truly she was just finding an excuse to rub her chest against the dragon's dark, smooth stomach; yet, the male didn't even look down from the distant, floating clouds.

"Well..." she tried again, lowering her voice into a sultry rumble. "I have a few... suggestions, if you'd like to hear them?"

"What do you mean? We already walked all the food vendors!" He smacked at his stomach, narrowing avoiding her writhing frame. "I cannot eat a single bite more!"

Her eyes went wide, exasperation driving them open wide as she spread her legs out around his thigh so that her crotch could press flush to the girth of his powerful leg. She continued to squirm, bouncing herself up and down on his thigh to try and gently get relief for the burning yearning in her groin. Despite the gentle, cool breeze blowing across the lawn of the park, the girl felt prickling and hot. She squeezed her thighs together around his leg, starting to hump against him more clearly while she grabbed for their extra blanket, guiding it up overtop of their bodies.

"Can't you think of... a single... other... thing?" She started to walk her fingers down the length of his stomach, step by step inching towards the front of his pants. The warm, rubbing sensation of her fingers worked lower and lower, rubbing along the crease of her legs, verging on the perimeter of his crotch. "Can I help you think of something? Give you a little... inspiration?" Her eyes looked up at him, her eyelashes like a dark veil as she peered up to him. He finally met her gaze, a look of baffled confusion on his face. "What's up, babe? What are ya doing? There's kids here!"

She just chuckled, pressing herself closer to him so that he felt every centimeter of her body flush to his own. The contours of her curvy hips fit right to the form of his own body. "They can't see a thing, we're hidden down here..."

"But they'll see the motion of it!"

"Maybe the adults... But kids won't connect those dots. So, what's the big worry? Hmm?" Her hand shifted, fully cupping over the faint bulge now growing in the front of his tight jeans. The male shifted, increasingly uncomfortable with the flex of the denim as it tried to contain his swelling junk. Her fingers squeezed down around the fabric, grabbing for the girth of his cock even through that barrier. Ebon gasped faintly, feeling himself pulse against the prison of denim before his eyes gave a fluttering roll backwards. "W-we cannot do this here! How about cards?"

"Boy-" The vixen barred her teeth, playfully showing him the points of her fangs as he rubbed her body against him, blatantly shifting the curvy shape of her body cast in the cotton of the blanket to any of the on-looking park-goers. "I don't want to play cards. I don't want to watch clouds. I want to fuck you. I want to feel you pulse against my palm. Now." With a sudden clunk of the metal buckle of his belt shucking open, Ebon felt his jeans jaws slack open before the girl's hand fished inside to yank him out into the heated air beneath their blanket.

Instantly, the warmth of her palm folded in around him with a tight, clutching squeeze. The dragon bit at his lip, muffling back the whimpering moan of his voice at the first touch of the dominating female's grip around his shaft. Her hand shifted, guiding his cock out from the front of his pants beneath the dark veil of the blanket. He could feel the shifting motion of the thin barrier of fabric over top of them and the heat of the sun still lighting above it. So little divided him, protected him from the outside world, leaving him feeling rather exposed; yet, he couldn't bring himself to tell her no.

Her hand was too warm. The squeeze around him was too tight. "How does that feel, baby? Do you think you can handle that for six hours?"

"W-what?" he stammered, mouthing bobbing open. With a jolt of fear, he looked around them again. His eyes swam over the passive faces of other waiting guests of the park. Eyes turned to the cloudy sky, searching for shapes or turned down to hid from the bright sun and nap.

"You're right..." she crooned, her voice faintly gravely, yet still so smooth like a salted caramel, somehow not just sickly sweet to the tooth while verging on decadence. She leaned up, running her tongue languidly around the edge of his ear as her hips started to shift. "I can't go six hours waiting to rush home and have some fireworks of our own..."

"What? What do you mean?" he asked, eyes going wide again. Everything was taking extra time to compute in his brain, like it was overloaded trying to balance this situation across the landscape of his mind. On one hand, all around him were conversations. Voices were overlapping, clashing together.

"Do you want coleslaw or fries on the side?"

"Ketchup over there!"

"What do you mean Kelly cheated? That whore!"

"Billy! Stop hitting your sister!"

"Stop hitting on me!"

"Ew! Did you just spill your beer on me!?"

"'Merica!!!"

"Really though? The egg had to come first!"

Though, despite all the noises swirling around him, Ebon felt his mind zooming in on one single voice alone. The only that swooned around him, melting right into his ear. "Mmm... I think you know what I mean, don't act cute. Don't be shy with me. I want you. I want to feel you. I want to feel that pulsing, meaty cock in my hand, begging to go inside of me- and then I want to sink down onto you. I want to feel you trapped within my walls..." She let out a soft coo, shivering on top of him as a shudder raced down the length of her entire spine. "I want to feel you spread me wide open with your big cock." She took in a long breath, pausing as her mind raced in a swirl of motion until it settled down on a single focus.

"What I really want... what I long for is to feel you bending me over, folding me over the top of a pillow, a table... anything really. I ache to have your hands on my hips, squeezing onto me like my sides are meant to be handles for you- so you can use me like a toy."

"I want you to leave spots where my skin burns from the power in your grip. I want the big, bad dragon to take control of this little fox. I want to be a mere teddy bear for you, a toy to play with."

Ebon swallowed, feeling a lump bob in his throat as he struggled to control himself as she whispered such lewd things right into his ear, while at the same time, her hand was squeezing and massaging up and down the lump of his cock. She had shucked open his pants, letting him free into the shadowy space beneath their blanket until, finally, she could grip around the bare, naked length of his cock.

Now, as her own excitement was mounting and her impatience threatening to overcome her, she shifted her own dress upwards while both their undergarments shifted downwards just enough to open up the entrance to her drooling, eager slit and his own raging boner. His cock sprung out, sliding down along the line of her thigh's crease, rubbing pre-cum into the soft fur of her innermost thigh so that his scent wafted out from her.

"Mmm... Think you'll be able to control yourself? Bite into that tongue if you need to. You can't make a peep with all these people around-" She licked her tongue up the entire length of his neck, sending a racing shudder down his spine before he felt the heat of her groin shifting overtop of his cock. He could feel the ghost of her cunt sending out its needy tendrils of heat, pulling him in welcomingly as he worked towards the opening of her sex.

Then, in a sudden jolt, she sunk herself down over his cock. Inch after inch spread out open around her. "Oooh..." she hissed out a muffled moan into his neck which she quickly covered up with a noisy giggle. "Oh, hah hah! You're so funny!" she blurted aloud, trying to cover up the sounds of their initial rush of excitement from the first, blissful second of penetration.

Ebon felt his eyes pop open wide. The sight of the sky above them, the open sky with its fluffy clouds so many other people in the field were spotting innocently; the bustling noise of the people all around him, their voices helping to hide away the sounds of their own hooking breaths; the touch of the breeze on their faces; the building, rising heat trapped beneath the blanket that was the 0nly barrier to hide them from the world... all of it was just another reminder of the juxtaposition between the all too public affair of everyone waiting for fireworks and their own building passion.

"Do you feel me, love? Feel me hugging around you?" The vixen crooned, whispering in an especially hushed tone as her cunt gave a tight squeeze around him. He nearly gasped, feeling the tightness of her sex.

"Hey! Ebon!" With a jolt, he heard another voice! A totally different voice! An outsider! He looked up, eyes huge like quarters as he swung his gaze towards the source of the noise, a mildly familiar face of a school friend.

"H-Heh-Hello!" he blurted, stammering as he felt hot, clenching walls massaging around him, sliding up and down with subtle, squirming rolls of her hips up and down on his length.

"I haven't seen you in a year! Eddie, remember?" he asked, the scruffy dog spreading a grin over his face. "You waiting for the fireworks?"

"W-what else would I be doing there?" Ebon blurted, not at all able to control his racing mind and to blow off the fear of being caught. Around them, hundreds of eyes were a mere scrap of fabric away from seeing them; yet he could feel himself pumping into her, sliding his tip deeper and deeper into the clutches of her sex.

Her breasts were pressing down into the front of his chest. They were so soft, so pillowy. They mashed forward into him, massaging into him with her little wriggling motions with her hips. Her fingers were stroking up and down his sides, ensuring that his whole body rode up to attention. Her cunt was worked him over, milking down every inch of his shaft as her walls were clenching and loosening, tightening and releasing every few seconds with pulsating bursts of excitement from her own impatience.

"You two having fun, then?"

Ebon felt the girl suddenly squeeze her sex tighter, forcing herself to clutch down around his cock trapped inside of her. He could feel how needy she was. How horny she was, clenching and milking down around him. She was practically riding the edge already, based on his tight she'd locked down around his pulsing shaft. He almost felt used, a toy for her to sneakily ram inside of herself out of need and boredom on the park. Ebon's eyes popped open wide. He gulped, nearly gagging as he tried to control himself. "Uh! Yes! So much fun!"

"Well, guess it's just a big countdown to the huge blast, right?"

Ebon blanched. "Oh... That's for sure!"