Rambling !
We were just getting into the second half of the walk when it happened. Initially I wasn’t keen on joining the local ramblers that fine summer evening but the day’s painting had gone well and I felt that a change would do me good. I met the group of about thirty strong outside the church. I knew quite a few of them but there were also some newcomers. The energetic leader set off at a brisk rate and soon the rather hilly route had strung us out fairly well. I was a bit out of condition and found myself at the tail end after a particularly arduous climb. I chatted with a few people and used my binoculars to scour the sunlit landscape below. I loaned them to a couple of ladies, pointing out various landmarks. Shouts from up ahead made us hurry on and we rejoined the main group eventually. The leader gave a rather tetchy reminder for us to keep together, before striding off as quickly as before.
Fifteen minutes later, halfway up another steep ascent , I came across her. The winding route took several paths at this stage and I feared I had strayed from the correct one. I had fallen behind all the others, having stopped to make a sketch. I had to reach up to grasp a sapling to haul myself up an eroded section of path. Then I stopped dead.
A few feet away ,her skirt ruched up around her waist and her back towards me, one of the ladies was slowly lowering her panties. Before I could make a sound a stream of golden piss sprayed out from between her white bum cheeks and started running down the dusty path . I had to hop a foot out of the way of the rivulet. She continued to pee then bobbed her bum up and down in the effort to squirt out the last droplets. One hand was holding her panties away from the stream of her pee while the other grasped a branch to steady herself on the uneven ground. When she had finished she attempted to pull her panties up but the action of releasing the branch unbalanced her. She started slipping on the path…I quickly moved towards her. One outstretched hand landed on her soft bum. Her head turned in mute surprise. She slid on the path and my hand disappeared between her bumcheeks. My palm pouched her damp labia, her fresh piss smearing me. My thumb speared her cunt with a squelch as she slid backwards. We both gasped together. Being so overbalanced it seemed that any effort to move caused my hand to press more deeply into her sex. She flailed for a branch to grip as her legs buckled. Her body pressed into mine but I managed to prevent either of us falling. I held my hand deep between her thighs.
“ Oh..!”, was all she could squeak before one of her palms pressed into my crotch. We stood in silence for a moment, having a mutual feel-up. My cock was already quite hard from watching her piss…now, in the unerring grip of her hand, it throbbed and twitched .I started to push her forwards, up the slope to a patch of more level ground. She held onto a branch as I bent her over. Then I knelt, my thumb still wedged inside her, and started licking her labia. I tasted her fresh pee as I lanced my tongue between her puffy pink lips. Her crotch ground back against my mouth. When I sucked her prominent clit from out of its hood she moaned loudly. I pulled out my thumb, licking it, then undid my belt. My trousers slid to half-mast. Her fist grabbed at my tented-up briefs, wanking my erection through the material. Then I slid the briefs down. She had another play before I moved behind her. Her hands gripped her bum-cheeks, holding then apart. I fisted my cock and slid my slippery glans around her gaping maw. She loved that…her sighs and gyrations increasing in intensity. Then I pushed ..her cuntlips moulded to me before accepting my hard length. I felt her wetness, her heat engulfing me. Hard, jabbing strokes impaled her , ball-deep. I felt a hand on my swinging balls as she reached between her thighs. Then I started fucking her…long fast thrusts to get my cock fully lubricated. Then more deliberate strokes, screwing slightly to tantalise all her nerve-endings.She was holding onto the branch with both hands now. I arched over her warm back and slid my hands up her top. My palms cupped her breasts, sexy handfuls of tit-flesh nestling in silky bra-cups. My thumbs and fingers set to work, teasing at the stiffening buds as she gasped. I pushed her bra up and off her breasts, loving their texture, their weight and their heat ..Her hard nipples stuttered under my working palms. By now I was fucking fast. I felt her tight cunt grip and milk my pistoning cock….we were both in an ecstasy of lust, surrendering our bodies to an a****l craving that could be satisfied with only one ending. I redoubled my frenzied thrusts, slipping one hand into her crotch, my fingers sliding over her juicy lips and twitching clit. I frigged her, fucked her to an intense, delicious climax….her rising gasps and groans urged me on. Then her hips went crazy, threatening to rip me off at the root. She came ! I strove to match her wild movements while still plunging my cock inside her clenching sheath. My ravaged cock was on fire. With a stifled wail I let my bombs explode…white-hot searing streaks of spunk rocketed up my buried length. Cramping spurts started emptying my swaying sac . I clung onto her, my tiring hips going through the motions as my strength suddenly left me. Mini-fuckstrokes pulsed up my dregs, then I felt her pressure start to eject my deflating tool. I jammed hard against her to keep myself lodged inside her but the inevitable happened. I staggered back from her, watching her cunt hanging open and starting to disgorge the white opalescent strings of my glistening spunk. I smeared my softening cock in that surging goo. She looked around and reached for me……
Mags and I stood kissing, panting into each other's mouths. I sucked her flexing tongue and groaned as I felt her fisting my cock back to life. She broke away, appreciative moans accompanied her slide down my body. She knelt and started licking my spunky penis, lapping under the glans and giggling as she felt it kick. Her palm cupped my wrinkled slack sac and her fingernails sc****d over my taut perineum. I clutched her bobbing head, my knees flexing in a slow hip thrust. Though hardening, my cock was not yet fully erect and she was able to swallow it to the root.My pubes pressed against her nose, her hot breath snorting as she gobbled me. Her mouth pulled back, bathing my full length in her spicy saliva. Her teeth clamped behind my glans but she still kept pulling. My slippery , reddened cock was then sucked back inside her mouth. She did this several times . I was nearly fully hard now and the last deep thrust down my pole caused her to cough and gag. She pulled her head away and her hanging mouth drooled a large gobbet of saliva onto the ground. I hauled her to her feet, dying to fuck her again , my throbbing cock tapping out a message of lust on her soft belly as I slid her top up. My hands caressed her fuck-damp breasts, a sheen of perspiration in her cleavage. My thumbs and fingers teased her perfect little nipples, her sexy moans urging me to harder squeezes. She started pulling her skirt up and shifted one leg onto a rock beside the path. "Oooh...look at me!", she said....I leaned back, looking down, and saw a long white string hanging from her cunt. As she laughed a larger loop suddenly squirted onto the ground. Her hand scrabbled in her crotch, fingers reappearing with spunky strands stuck to them...she licked then offered them to me. I was just shuffling into position when voices further up the path cut short our fun. By the time Mags' companions found us we were quite respectable , if somewhat flushed !
The leader was not best pleased with us when we rejoined the main group several minutes later!
By the time the evening ramble ended I was dying to take Mags home and continue our acquaintance over dinner, wine and sex ! I found out her husband was working abroad and would be away for another 3 weeks. She had come on the ramble with two of her friends, Lesley and Anita. Towards the end of the walk Anita had received a text telling her to go straight home, some minor accident or other. I was talking to Mags, outlining how I wanted the evening to continue; she was keen to comply and we were just about to tell Lesley of the change in their plans when Lesley dropped her bombshell. “ I saw you two....back there on the hill…!” she looked from Mags to me, challenging us to deny her claim. Mags was flustered and tried to bluff it out but Lesley’s brief but graphic descriptions confirmed it, ‘And…what are you going to....what do you want, anyway… ?”, Mags mumbled….
“ What were you two planning to do, then? “asked Lesley aggressively..her face reddening slightly,….” Whatever it is…I’d like to tag along !” Mags gave a startled laugh….” But…” , her voiced trailed away as she gave me a pleading look. To emphasise her stronger hand Lesley threw in..” What do you think Hubby would say if he…found out ?”….” You wouldn’t !” Mags almost shouted..” ..You couldn’t..! I thought you were my friend..”
Lesley smirked and said nothing. The dart had struck home. “ I thought you were my friend..!” Mags repeated, almost in a whisper. Lesley’s attitude changed…she cooed her protestations of friendship, her devotion and put her arms around a stunned Mags. I watched the pair move away a little, talking earnestly. I was amazed at this sudden change in events, on the one hand hyped up for a night’s passion with my new friend and on the other perplexed by the added dimension of Lesley. I hadn’t really noticed her before but now I studied her with more interest. Taller than Mags, almost statuesque, I suppose. She had thick auburn hair surrounding a ‘strong’ face, almost pretty but with slightly exaggerated features. Her body was a bit top-heavy but her thick-waistedness disguised to this fact quite well. I got into my car, still unsure how things would develop. Eventually I saw the pair walking slowly back. Lesley hung back while Mags came to the window……… “How do you feel if…we…er…she…came along too…I mean , you weren’t planning to…Oh God ! This is so …!” Her voice faltered but her eyes remained fixed on mine. “ What do you feel about it,?”, I asked…” Is she really blackmailing you into this ?” Mags gave me a mysterious little grin, then winked . Suddenly the penny dropped, “Shall we let her think she’s getting away with this…?” I asked. Mags smiled, gave the merest nod then stood up, beckoning Lesley over. ‘ “ All settled then?” said Lesley breezily, “ Good!”
The girls got into the back of the car and we set off for my house as the first stars appeared in the perfect evening sky.
A few miles down the road Lesley told me to take a right. She directed me up a narrow track to a small clearing at the edge of a wood. I switched the headlights off and turned to see what the girls were going to get up on the back seat. My eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, aided by a large full moon just rising above the horizon.
Lesley and Mags settled into a clinch, half-turned towards each other on the seat. I sensed Lesley’s hands were busier than Mags’, who seemed happy to be the more passive partner. In a deep kiss, Mags gave a series of moans as Lesley’s hand explored beneath her skirt. Then her shirt was slid up, Lesley’s head moving down. Sucking noises, punctuated by Mags’ sighs, followed . My penis was starting to harden, I shifted to a kneeling position on the seat. Lesley had now moved to a crouch in the constricted space. I quickly slid the passenger seat right forward to give her more room. Lesley knelt and started wriggling Mags’ panties down. I reached over and picked up the damp scrap. I could smell my spunk on the wet gusset, as well as Mags’ own odours. As I sniffed I listened to Lesley licking and kissing the oozing wound of Mags’ cunt. Fierce hissed intakes of breath signalled the pleasure Lesley was giving her friend. My cock throbbed. I reached over Lesley’s back, my hands sliding round . Her big breasts felt heavy and hot. I ruched her T-shirt up and fumbled with her bra clip. As it undid her breasts sagged, the sheer cups falling away, leaving my palms full of her sexy flesh. I sought her nipples, my fingers tracing the textures of her areolae. Her teats were large and getting larger as my thumbs and fingers teased and milked them. I reached between the seats, my palm on her broad bum. She was wearing a pair of bermuda shorts but her thick thighs afforded no access up the legs. She tried to spread but the space was too constricted. I contented myself with jamming my hand sideways in her bum cleft, convincing myself I was stroking over her labia.
Mags was giving short sharp grunts, her bum jerking on the seat. One foot shot upwards, hitting the car roof. Lesley continued snuffling noisily over her cunt. Then Mags shrieked. Her arms and legs flailed as she came , her breath gasping harshly. Lesley remained hunched over her crotch till the struggling died away and Mags slumped to a relieved stillness. Lesley straightened up and turned towards me. I gripped her head, pulling her close for a kiss. I tasted Mags’ cunt on her mouth and tongue. In a moment I felt Lesley unzip me and fish out my hard cock. She gave contented moans into my mouth as she wanked me. Then I heard some rustling and realised that Mags was undoing Lesley’s shorts. My hand was seized, then guided down to Lesley’s crotch. Her pubes were frizzy and thick. Both Mags and I explored this sexy jungle, our hands intertwining and our fingers teasing over her very wet and fleshy labia . Now it was Lesley’s turn to squirm and moan.
The car reeked of pussy, stale perfume and lust. All three of us were occupied with one another’s sexy bits. Mags nearly brought me off several times and Lesley had a strong orgasm on both our delving fingers. It was one of Mags’ finger up her arse that took her over the edge. Both girls collapsed on the back seat and I shimmied my trousers back up over my semi-hard. I had intended driving back to my place but Lesley asked if we could go to hers instead; she had some strap-on fun in mind for Mags. During the 10 minute drive I could hear the girls continuing their play, enticing squelchy noises as well as fresh pussy-odour added to the thrill.
We eventually stumbled into Lesley’s little cottage, blinking at the bright lights in the drawing room as the curtains were drawn. Mags headed for the toilet while Lesley got some drinks for us. Then, under dimmed lights, we all lay back on the three-seater, drinking and nibbling some snacks. I could take in Lesley’s figure now. She looked huge beside Mags’ slighter body. Her big breasts sagged under her T-shirt, her big nipples poking out . I watched as the girls rested their palms in each other’s crotches. Then Mags leaned over and sucked one of Lesley’s teats through her shirt, leaving a large wet stain on the material. Lesley got up and said she’d get the toys. Mags snuggled close to me and gave an excited shiver of anticipation. By the time Lesley returned I had removed Mags’ skirt and shirt.She was stood in grint of me , my mouth plastered over her damp knickers, flicking my tongue up each side of the creased gusset.Her raw powerful taste intoxicated me. She gasped, then gasped again when Lesley produced the big strap-on, as well as a handful of vibrators. Lesley removed her T-shirt . I thought she’d left her bra in the car but it was fastened back round her , with her breasts hanging out of the flimsy cups. Moments later the girls were completely naked. They hugged and kissed, rubbing their bodies together, This got an instant response in my pants. I stripped off and we had a group-hug in which both girls grasped at my stiffening cock while I stroked over their warm soft flesh. There was a large pouffe by the settee. Lesley manoeuvred Mags onto it, her bum just off the edge and her head hanging over the other side. Then Lesley fitted the strap-on to herself…asking me to tighten it for her. Mags glanced along her body at the wicked-looking tool rearing up from Lesley’s groin. She gave a little whimper. I straddled her head, angling my cock right down. Mags’ warm mouth engulfed my knob. I leaned over, hands stroking her milky white breasts. Lesley crouched between her spread thighs. She gripped the strap-on, gently rubbing the realistic rubber knob over Mags’ sex. She was so juicy from all the car fun that a slippery sheen quickly coated the toy. Both hands gripping the base of the tool, Lesley gave a few short hard jabs. The glans popped into Mags’ cunt, her puffy labia distorting around the veined shaft. My cock gave a jerk its sucking mouth as I feasted on the lewd sight. I reached a hand into Mags’ plugged sex, feeling the hard shaft sawing in and out. I pulled her clit-hood right back . Lesley began gently stroked the twitching pink nub. Mags went wild, snorting and shaking. Her body tried to jack-knife; I flipped my cock out of danger as I felt her mouth work wildly, her crisis mounting. I pressed my weight onto her torso. Lesley started longer and faster strokes. A few times the strap-on nearly bent double as Mags’ hips bucked and gyrated. Then Lesley got the angle right and she fucked steadily. Her heavy breasts swayed enticingly before me…I leant over and cupped those big, slapping hangers, my hot palms pressing onto her stiff nipples. I kneaded and squeezed. Mags gripped my erection, her wet tongue licking over the veined underside. Then her head flopped back, her moans rising as her body started convulsing. Lesley was making grunts and groans as all the effort of fucking took its toll.She sagged onto Mags, her hands gripping her small firm breasts, her mouth latching onto a hard teat. Mags’ legs clamped around Lesley’s wide hips. She writhed and bucked through an intense orgasm, her spasming cunt impaled on Lesley’s cock. Lesley leaned forward to kiss her, their bodies briefly still. Mags’ legs flopped down, splayed wide as she quietly moaned and twitched. I held Lesley’s head, raising it by her hair. My freshly stiff erection ached to be pleasured. Lesley put her hand on the shaft and slowly sank her mouth over it. Her hand cupped my balls, fingers and thumb twisting the engorged sac as her lips and tongue worked. Streams of her hot saliva coursed down into my pubes. I stroked her hair as my hips gave short , fucking jabs. I nearly came…she sensed it and eased off. She slowly withdrew from Mags’s body, motioning me to take her place between those trembling thighs. Seconds later my cock was fucking into the wettest, hottest tight sheath. Periodic spasms fluttered along my buried length . Mags gave a contented sigh, her arms slipping round me. “ Fuck me..!”, she whispered before latching her lips onto mine. My feet slithered on the carpet as I sought a secure foothold from which to launch my attack.
Fifteen minutes later, halfway up another steep ascent , I came across her. The winding route took several paths at this stage and I feared I had strayed from the correct one. I had fallen behind all the others, having stopped to make a sketch. I had to reach up to grasp a sapling to haul myself up an eroded section of path. Then I stopped dead.
A few feet away ,her skirt ruched up around her waist and her back towards me, one of the ladies was slowly lowering her panties. Before I could make a sound a stream of golden piss sprayed out from between her white bum cheeks and started running down the dusty path . I had to hop a foot out of the way of the rivulet. She continued to pee then bobbed her bum up and down in the effort to squirt out the last droplets. One hand was holding her panties away from the stream of her pee while the other grasped a branch to steady herself on the uneven ground. When she had finished she attempted to pull her panties up but the action of releasing the branch unbalanced her. She started slipping on the path…I quickly moved towards her. One outstretched hand landed on her soft bum. Her head turned in mute surprise. She slid on the path and my hand disappeared between her bumcheeks. My palm pouched her damp labia, her fresh piss smearing me. My thumb speared her cunt with a squelch as she slid backwards. We both gasped together. Being so overbalanced it seemed that any effort to move caused my hand to press more deeply into her sex. She flailed for a branch to grip as her legs buckled. Her body pressed into mine but I managed to prevent either of us falling. I held my hand deep between her thighs.
“ Oh..!”, was all she could squeak before one of her palms pressed into my crotch. We stood in silence for a moment, having a mutual feel-up. My cock was already quite hard from watching her piss…now, in the unerring grip of her hand, it throbbed and twitched .I started to push her forwards, up the slope to a patch of more level ground. She held onto a branch as I bent her over. Then I knelt, my thumb still wedged inside her, and started licking her labia. I tasted her fresh pee as I lanced my tongue between her puffy pink lips. Her crotch ground back against my mouth. When I sucked her prominent clit from out of its hood she moaned loudly. I pulled out my thumb, licking it, then undid my belt. My trousers slid to half-mast. Her fist grabbed at my tented-up briefs, wanking my erection through the material. Then I slid the briefs down. She had another play before I moved behind her. Her hands gripped her bum-cheeks, holding then apart. I fisted my cock and slid my slippery glans around her gaping maw. She loved that…her sighs and gyrations increasing in intensity. Then I pushed ..her cuntlips moulded to me before accepting my hard length. I felt her wetness, her heat engulfing me. Hard, jabbing strokes impaled her , ball-deep. I felt a hand on my swinging balls as she reached between her thighs. Then I started fucking her…long fast thrusts to get my cock fully lubricated. Then more deliberate strokes, screwing slightly to tantalise all her nerve-endings.She was holding onto the branch with both hands now. I arched over her warm back and slid my hands up her top. My palms cupped her breasts, sexy handfuls of tit-flesh nestling in silky bra-cups. My thumbs and fingers set to work, teasing at the stiffening buds as she gasped. I pushed her bra up and off her breasts, loving their texture, their weight and their heat ..Her hard nipples stuttered under my working palms. By now I was fucking fast. I felt her tight cunt grip and milk my pistoning cock….we were both in an ecstasy of lust, surrendering our bodies to an a****l craving that could be satisfied with only one ending. I redoubled my frenzied thrusts, slipping one hand into her crotch, my fingers sliding over her juicy lips and twitching clit. I frigged her, fucked her to an intense, delicious climax….her rising gasps and groans urged me on. Then her hips went crazy, threatening to rip me off at the root. She came ! I strove to match her wild movements while still plunging my cock inside her clenching sheath. My ravaged cock was on fire. With a stifled wail I let my bombs explode…white-hot searing streaks of spunk rocketed up my buried length. Cramping spurts started emptying my swaying sac . I clung onto her, my tiring hips going through the motions as my strength suddenly left me. Mini-fuckstrokes pulsed up my dregs, then I felt her pressure start to eject my deflating tool. I jammed hard against her to keep myself lodged inside her but the inevitable happened. I staggered back from her, watching her cunt hanging open and starting to disgorge the white opalescent strings of my glistening spunk. I smeared my softening cock in that surging goo. She looked around and reached for me……
Mags and I stood kissing, panting into each other's mouths. I sucked her flexing tongue and groaned as I felt her fisting my cock back to life. She broke away, appreciative moans accompanied her slide down my body. She knelt and started licking my spunky penis, lapping under the glans and giggling as she felt it kick. Her palm cupped my wrinkled slack sac and her fingernails sc****d over my taut perineum. I clutched her bobbing head, my knees flexing in a slow hip thrust. Though hardening, my cock was not yet fully erect and she was able to swallow it to the root.My pubes pressed against her nose, her hot breath snorting as she gobbled me. Her mouth pulled back, bathing my full length in her spicy saliva. Her teeth clamped behind my glans but she still kept pulling. My slippery , reddened cock was then sucked back inside her mouth. She did this several times . I was nearly fully hard now and the last deep thrust down my pole caused her to cough and gag. She pulled her head away and her hanging mouth drooled a large gobbet of saliva onto the ground. I hauled her to her feet, dying to fuck her again , my throbbing cock tapping out a message of lust on her soft belly as I slid her top up. My hands caressed her fuck-damp breasts, a sheen of perspiration in her cleavage. My thumbs and fingers teased her perfect little nipples, her sexy moans urging me to harder squeezes. She started pulling her skirt up and shifted one leg onto a rock beside the path. "Oooh...look at me!", she said....I leaned back, looking down, and saw a long white string hanging from her cunt. As she laughed a larger loop suddenly squirted onto the ground. Her hand scrabbled in her crotch, fingers reappearing with spunky strands stuck to them...she licked then offered them to me. I was just shuffling into position when voices further up the path cut short our fun. By the time Mags' companions found us we were quite respectable , if somewhat flushed !
The leader was not best pleased with us when we rejoined the main group several minutes later!
By the time the evening ramble ended I was dying to take Mags home and continue our acquaintance over dinner, wine and sex ! I found out her husband was working abroad and would be away for another 3 weeks. She had come on the ramble with two of her friends, Lesley and Anita. Towards the end of the walk Anita had received a text telling her to go straight home, some minor accident or other. I was talking to Mags, outlining how I wanted the evening to continue; she was keen to comply and we were just about to tell Lesley of the change in their plans when Lesley dropped her bombshell. “ I saw you two....back there on the hill…!” she looked from Mags to me, challenging us to deny her claim. Mags was flustered and tried to bluff it out but Lesley’s brief but graphic descriptions confirmed it, ‘And…what are you going to....what do you want, anyway… ?”, Mags mumbled….
“ What were you two planning to do, then? “asked Lesley aggressively..her face reddening slightly,….” Whatever it is…I’d like to tag along !” Mags gave a startled laugh….” But…” , her voiced trailed away as she gave me a pleading look. To emphasise her stronger hand Lesley threw in..” What do you think Hubby would say if he…found out ?”….” You wouldn’t !” Mags almost shouted..” ..You couldn’t..! I thought you were my friend..”
Lesley smirked and said nothing. The dart had struck home. “ I thought you were my friend..!” Mags repeated, almost in a whisper. Lesley’s attitude changed…she cooed her protestations of friendship, her devotion and put her arms around a stunned Mags. I watched the pair move away a little, talking earnestly. I was amazed at this sudden change in events, on the one hand hyped up for a night’s passion with my new friend and on the other perplexed by the added dimension of Lesley. I hadn’t really noticed her before but now I studied her with more interest. Taller than Mags, almost statuesque, I suppose. She had thick auburn hair surrounding a ‘strong’ face, almost pretty but with slightly exaggerated features. Her body was a bit top-heavy but her thick-waistedness disguised to this fact quite well. I got into my car, still unsure how things would develop. Eventually I saw the pair walking slowly back. Lesley hung back while Mags came to the window……… “How do you feel if…we…er…she…came along too…I mean , you weren’t planning to…Oh God ! This is so …!” Her voice faltered but her eyes remained fixed on mine. “ What do you feel about it,?”, I asked…” Is she really blackmailing you into this ?” Mags gave me a mysterious little grin, then winked . Suddenly the penny dropped, “Shall we let her think she’s getting away with this…?” I asked. Mags smiled, gave the merest nod then stood up, beckoning Lesley over. ‘ “ All settled then?” said Lesley breezily, “ Good!”
The girls got into the back of the car and we set off for my house as the first stars appeared in the perfect evening sky.
A few miles down the road Lesley told me to take a right. She directed me up a narrow track to a small clearing at the edge of a wood. I switched the headlights off and turned to see what the girls were going to get up on the back seat. My eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, aided by a large full moon just rising above the horizon.
Lesley and Mags settled into a clinch, half-turned towards each other on the seat. I sensed Lesley’s hands were busier than Mags’, who seemed happy to be the more passive partner. In a deep kiss, Mags gave a series of moans as Lesley’s hand explored beneath her skirt. Then her shirt was slid up, Lesley’s head moving down. Sucking noises, punctuated by Mags’ sighs, followed . My penis was starting to harden, I shifted to a kneeling position on the seat. Lesley had now moved to a crouch in the constricted space. I quickly slid the passenger seat right forward to give her more room. Lesley knelt and started wriggling Mags’ panties down. I reached over and picked up the damp scrap. I could smell my spunk on the wet gusset, as well as Mags’ own odours. As I sniffed I listened to Lesley licking and kissing the oozing wound of Mags’ cunt. Fierce hissed intakes of breath signalled the pleasure Lesley was giving her friend. My cock throbbed. I reached over Lesley’s back, my hands sliding round . Her big breasts felt heavy and hot. I ruched her T-shirt up and fumbled with her bra clip. As it undid her breasts sagged, the sheer cups falling away, leaving my palms full of her sexy flesh. I sought her nipples, my fingers tracing the textures of her areolae. Her teats were large and getting larger as my thumbs and fingers teased and milked them. I reached between the seats, my palm on her broad bum. She was wearing a pair of bermuda shorts but her thick thighs afforded no access up the legs. She tried to spread but the space was too constricted. I contented myself with jamming my hand sideways in her bum cleft, convincing myself I was stroking over her labia.
Mags was giving short sharp grunts, her bum jerking on the seat. One foot shot upwards, hitting the car roof. Lesley continued snuffling noisily over her cunt. Then Mags shrieked. Her arms and legs flailed as she came , her breath gasping harshly. Lesley remained hunched over her crotch till the struggling died away and Mags slumped to a relieved stillness. Lesley straightened up and turned towards me. I gripped her head, pulling her close for a kiss. I tasted Mags’ cunt on her mouth and tongue. In a moment I felt Lesley unzip me and fish out my hard cock. She gave contented moans into my mouth as she wanked me. Then I heard some rustling and realised that Mags was undoing Lesley’s shorts. My hand was seized, then guided down to Lesley’s crotch. Her pubes were frizzy and thick. Both Mags and I explored this sexy jungle, our hands intertwining and our fingers teasing over her very wet and fleshy labia . Now it was Lesley’s turn to squirm and moan.
The car reeked of pussy, stale perfume and lust. All three of us were occupied with one another’s sexy bits. Mags nearly brought me off several times and Lesley had a strong orgasm on both our delving fingers. It was one of Mags’ finger up her arse that took her over the edge. Both girls collapsed on the back seat and I shimmied my trousers back up over my semi-hard. I had intended driving back to my place but Lesley asked if we could go to hers instead; she had some strap-on fun in mind for Mags. During the 10 minute drive I could hear the girls continuing their play, enticing squelchy noises as well as fresh pussy-odour added to the thrill.
We eventually stumbled into Lesley’s little cottage, blinking at the bright lights in the drawing room as the curtains were drawn. Mags headed for the toilet while Lesley got some drinks for us. Then, under dimmed lights, we all lay back on the three-seater, drinking and nibbling some snacks. I could take in Lesley’s figure now. She looked huge beside Mags’ slighter body. Her big breasts sagged under her T-shirt, her big nipples poking out . I watched as the girls rested their palms in each other’s crotches. Then Mags leaned over and sucked one of Lesley’s teats through her shirt, leaving a large wet stain on the material. Lesley got up and said she’d get the toys. Mags snuggled close to me and gave an excited shiver of anticipation. By the time Lesley returned I had removed Mags’ skirt and shirt.She was stood in grint of me , my mouth plastered over her damp knickers, flicking my tongue up each side of the creased gusset.Her raw powerful taste intoxicated me. She gasped, then gasped again when Lesley produced the big strap-on, as well as a handful of vibrators. Lesley removed her T-shirt . I thought she’d left her bra in the car but it was fastened back round her , with her breasts hanging out of the flimsy cups. Moments later the girls were completely naked. They hugged and kissed, rubbing their bodies together, This got an instant response in my pants. I stripped off and we had a group-hug in which both girls grasped at my stiffening cock while I stroked over their warm soft flesh. There was a large pouffe by the settee. Lesley manoeuvred Mags onto it, her bum just off the edge and her head hanging over the other side. Then Lesley fitted the strap-on to herself…asking me to tighten it for her. Mags glanced along her body at the wicked-looking tool rearing up from Lesley’s groin. She gave a little whimper. I straddled her head, angling my cock right down. Mags’ warm mouth engulfed my knob. I leaned over, hands stroking her milky white breasts. Lesley crouched between her spread thighs. She gripped the strap-on, gently rubbing the realistic rubber knob over Mags’ sex. She was so juicy from all the car fun that a slippery sheen quickly coated the toy. Both hands gripping the base of the tool, Lesley gave a few short hard jabs. The glans popped into Mags’ cunt, her puffy labia distorting around the veined shaft. My cock gave a jerk its sucking mouth as I feasted on the lewd sight. I reached a hand into Mags’ plugged sex, feeling the hard shaft sawing in and out. I pulled her clit-hood right back . Lesley began gently stroked the twitching pink nub. Mags went wild, snorting and shaking. Her body tried to jack-knife; I flipped my cock out of danger as I felt her mouth work wildly, her crisis mounting. I pressed my weight onto her torso. Lesley started longer and faster strokes. A few times the strap-on nearly bent double as Mags’ hips bucked and gyrated. Then Lesley got the angle right and she fucked steadily. Her heavy breasts swayed enticingly before me…I leant over and cupped those big, slapping hangers, my hot palms pressing onto her stiff nipples. I kneaded and squeezed. Mags gripped my erection, her wet tongue licking over the veined underside. Then her head flopped back, her moans rising as her body started convulsing. Lesley was making grunts and groans as all the effort of fucking took its toll.She sagged onto Mags, her hands gripping her small firm breasts, her mouth latching onto a hard teat. Mags’ legs clamped around Lesley’s wide hips. She writhed and bucked through an intense orgasm, her spasming cunt impaled on Lesley’s cock. Lesley leaned forward to kiss her, their bodies briefly still. Mags’ legs flopped down, splayed wide as she quietly moaned and twitched. I held Lesley’s head, raising it by her hair. My freshly stiff erection ached to be pleasured. Lesley put her hand on the shaft and slowly sank her mouth over it. Her hand cupped my balls, fingers and thumb twisting the engorged sac as her lips and tongue worked. Streams of her hot saliva coursed down into my pubes. I stroked her hair as my hips gave short , fucking jabs. I nearly came…she sensed it and eased off. She slowly withdrew from Mags’s body, motioning me to take her place between those trembling thighs. Seconds later my cock was fucking into the wettest, hottest tight sheath. Periodic spasms fluttered along my buried length . Mags gave a contented sigh, her arms slipping round me. “ Fuck me..!”, she whispered before latching her lips onto mine. My feet slithered on the carpet as I sought a secure foothold from which to launch my attack.
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