A pleasant walk in the country
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smeg2005
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straight
Here's a little short but sweet, real life tail you might like.
We used to live in a quite part of Essex, near the Cambridgeshire border. As we were both living with our parents at the time, play-time of a sort, meant having to find different ways to enjoy ourselves. We couldn't really get up to much in our respective homes, which normally meant the odd squeeze of the breasts and nipples, tickling of the, "Bud", rubbing Scott's cock or some finger fucking quietly in our bedrooms. Never being able to scream once you reach orgasm (I'm quite load) was a real disappointment.
When we did want to spent some time on our own, borrowing a car was the next best thing. Parking up in some deserted farm track or lay-by (this was sometime before dogging got going) and getting into the back seat for a confined sexual pleasure. Being on the pill never ment having to worry about condoms but it did mean having to wipe the seats (thank god for vinyl) The odd fumble in the backseat began to feel constricting as it didn't give us the space we really wanted and positioning was always an issue, as you can only spread your legs so far before they hit the windows.
This all charged when Scott got a car, a VW beetle, freedom and the summer was just around the corner.
One Sunday we took a early morning drive out towards into the country. We ended up in the little village called Elmdon, a village not far from Cambridge (Anybody who knows where this is should know what I'm talking about) We parked up near the cricket pitch and headed off.
Scott was just wearing shorts a thin green shirt and espadrilles. I was in a light blue summer dress, panties, no bra and sandals.
We followed the path down the side of the cricket pitch and soon found ourselves alone in the country, just the birds and every so often the sound on the cars rushing by on the nearby M11.
We hadn't been walking long before Scott started stroking my hair and running has hand down my back and squeezing my buttocks. He knows how to get me excited and no sooner had I begun get all hot and fuzzy, Scott took my hand and we headed off the main path about a 100 yards towards a large fallen tree, that he had spotted.
He didn't waste much time and he pushed me against the trunk and begun exploring my tingling body.
As I said before. I was only wearing a thin summer dress and he pulled me away from the trunk and reached around and undid the few buttons that were holding it together. He pulled the now opened dress apart and pushed me back onto the cool fallen tree.
He then hitched this up and ran his hands all over my body, taking hold of my damp panties, he pulled them down my legs and one after the other I lifted my feet and they were gone. I heard them land on one of the bushes behind us.
Scott them pushed my legs apart with his feet and I was spalyed against the tree.
Scott was horny as hell and once he had removed his shorts down, he began using his fingers and started probing my moist pussy from behind.
The thrill of possibly being caught really got to going and it wasn't long before Scott had me dripping. He positioned himself between my spread legs and aimed his hard cock at my wet pussy. The trunk of the tree was very rough and as Scott f***ed his cock deep inside me, as my breasts rubbed across the bark.
Scott gripped my cheeks and fuck me like he was possessed. Sliding his cock in and out of my tingling body, I began to cum. As the sensation of the bark rubbing against my hard nipples, a conveniently positioned tree bump and the continued onslaught from Scott cock has my body quivering.
As he pushed further and further into me, my throbbing pussy was crying out for him to come. At one stage he had my legs off the floor, he was that rough.
My prayers were finally answered, as Scott's cock began to swell and that familiar feeling of his hot cum flooded my welcoming pussy.
He fell against me and all too soon I felt his softened cock slithered from between my wet pussy lips, my pussy muscles tried and failed as I could feel cum dribbling down my thighs.
Scott took a couple of steps back and reaching for my panties, wiped his softening cock with them and throw them back on the bush.
I then pushed myself off the trunk and buttoned up my dress, my nipples felt very sore from the bark rubbing they had had, as did my clit. If I searched for ever, I wouldn't find another tree with that same bump that my clit had ground against, Mother nature.
I never did find those panties and the rest of the day, Scott had me walking around without any on.
Every now and then we would stop and depending if anyone was around he would either run his finger along my wet pussy, coating it, then offer it to me to lick clean or he would quickly pull my dress up and suck my wet pussy, emerging lips glistening with stick juices.
We eventually made it back to the car and set off. I had an uncomfortable ride home, as my dress became damp but in know time we had arrived. I quickly ran upstairs to change, saying to my mum that I had got some sticky tree sap on my dress and it would need to get washed as soon as possible.
Well it was sticky :)
Sue
Another day in the country was soon planned.
We used to live in a quite part of Essex, near the Cambridgeshire border. As we were both living with our parents at the time, play-time of a sort, meant having to find different ways to enjoy ourselves. We couldn't really get up to much in our respective homes, which normally meant the odd squeeze of the breasts and nipples, tickling of the, "Bud", rubbing Scott's cock or some finger fucking quietly in our bedrooms. Never being able to scream once you reach orgasm (I'm quite load) was a real disappointment.
When we did want to spent some time on our own, borrowing a car was the next best thing. Parking up in some deserted farm track or lay-by (this was sometime before dogging got going) and getting into the back seat for a confined sexual pleasure. Being on the pill never ment having to worry about condoms but it did mean having to wipe the seats (thank god for vinyl) The odd fumble in the backseat began to feel constricting as it didn't give us the space we really wanted and positioning was always an issue, as you can only spread your legs so far before they hit the windows.
This all charged when Scott got a car, a VW beetle, freedom and the summer was just around the corner.
One Sunday we took a early morning drive out towards into the country. We ended up in the little village called Elmdon, a village not far from Cambridge (Anybody who knows where this is should know what I'm talking about) We parked up near the cricket pitch and headed off.
Scott was just wearing shorts a thin green shirt and espadrilles. I was in a light blue summer dress, panties, no bra and sandals.
We followed the path down the side of the cricket pitch and soon found ourselves alone in the country, just the birds and every so often the sound on the cars rushing by on the nearby M11.
We hadn't been walking long before Scott started stroking my hair and running has hand down my back and squeezing my buttocks. He knows how to get me excited and no sooner had I begun get all hot and fuzzy, Scott took my hand and we headed off the main path about a 100 yards towards a large fallen tree, that he had spotted.
He didn't waste much time and he pushed me against the trunk and begun exploring my tingling body.
As I said before. I was only wearing a thin summer dress and he pulled me away from the trunk and reached around and undid the few buttons that were holding it together. He pulled the now opened dress apart and pushed me back onto the cool fallen tree.
He then hitched this up and ran his hands all over my body, taking hold of my damp panties, he pulled them down my legs and one after the other I lifted my feet and they were gone. I heard them land on one of the bushes behind us.
Scott them pushed my legs apart with his feet and I was spalyed against the tree.
Scott was horny as hell and once he had removed his shorts down, he began using his fingers and started probing my moist pussy from behind.
The thrill of possibly being caught really got to going and it wasn't long before Scott had me dripping. He positioned himself between my spread legs and aimed his hard cock at my wet pussy. The trunk of the tree was very rough and as Scott f***ed his cock deep inside me, as my breasts rubbed across the bark.
Scott gripped my cheeks and fuck me like he was possessed. Sliding his cock in and out of my tingling body, I began to cum. As the sensation of the bark rubbing against my hard nipples, a conveniently positioned tree bump and the continued onslaught from Scott cock has my body quivering.
As he pushed further and further into me, my throbbing pussy was crying out for him to come. At one stage he had my legs off the floor, he was that rough.
My prayers were finally answered, as Scott's cock began to swell and that familiar feeling of his hot cum flooded my welcoming pussy.
He fell against me and all too soon I felt his softened cock slithered from between my wet pussy lips, my pussy muscles tried and failed as I could feel cum dribbling down my thighs.
Scott took a couple of steps back and reaching for my panties, wiped his softening cock with them and throw them back on the bush.
I then pushed myself off the trunk and buttoned up my dress, my nipples felt very sore from the bark rubbing they had had, as did my clit. If I searched for ever, I wouldn't find another tree with that same bump that my clit had ground against, Mother nature.
I never did find those panties and the rest of the day, Scott had me walking around without any on.
Every now and then we would stop and depending if anyone was around he would either run his finger along my wet pussy, coating it, then offer it to me to lick clean or he would quickly pull my dress up and suck my wet pussy, emerging lips glistening with stick juices.
We eventually made it back to the car and set off. I had an uncomfortable ride home, as my dress became damp but in know time we had arrived. I quickly ran upstairs to change, saying to my mum that I had got some sticky tree sap on my dress and it would need to get washed as soon as possible.
Well it was sticky :)
Sue
Another day in the country was soon planned.
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