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By (user no longer on site) OP 45 weeks ago
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I press my thumb up against her tight hole to gauge her reaction to something she was hesitant over our messages swapped. She gave a louder deeper moan, I don't wait for permission to push it in further, the moan was confirmation enough. She pushes back onto my cock harder. Her tits bounce and swing out of sync. Hanging low under her body, but i need to see them. I need a front view. I pull out of her pussy and walk round to her front, 'play with them' she says. I need no second invite, I gently play with her nipples, they are rock solid. Placing one at a time in my mouth as I lift them towards my face. Harder and firmer she says, I sense she likes things a little rougher. On a first meet though i'd always err on the side of caution. I slap them a little.... slap, slap before manhandling her nipples..... fuck yes she says. I then sit on the log in front of her. She lowers herself onto her knees. 'Tit wank' i ask, she just smiles knowing there was no chance, as many have tried before. My cock being relatively big, but not relative to her tits. She knew it wasnt going to happen with her breasts engulfing my cock, but she tried for my experience regardless. It quickly turned into a second blow job, I settled back watching her work expertly on me, when I look up..... a man stands just in the bushes off the path. He indicates for me to be quiet as he lifts his finger to his mouth. I keep pummelling her mouth as her tits swing uncontrollably beneath her. The head being received overrules the head on my shoulders. He isn't recording us. He's just watching. That's the only positive slant to put on him being there at that moment. Who the fuck is it?.... I think to myself. His hands in his pockets he starts to thrust his hips forward. I take that as an instruction to fuck her pussy again, or that he wanted to, but no chance, this was our fun. I pull out, her mouth and chin coated with a pre cum saliva mix, dripping slowly onto the twigs and mud below. Rock solid I move back in behind her. I remove her thong down her legs as she steps out of them. My face level with her pussy and tight hole. The thoughts of the other man go out my head. I push my face deep into her wet bald pussy again. Its is even more soaking, I see her juices have soaked the insides of her legs, glistening in the sun on the lace tops of her stockings. As I stand I push my fingers back between her legs, 4 this time, her stance widens to accommodate the extra digit, my thumb presses into her tight bud. I grab her hair and pull her head back to expose her neck, making her feel more vulnerable but equally feeling relaxed in my presence..... |
I am always keen to write scenarios/stories for people which is what this is. She enjoyed it that much I wanted to share it to a wider audience. Much shorter than my usual stories.
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I sat on the bench waiting, it was in a woodland area just outside the city so I relied heavily on satnav and location apps to get me to the parking spot, then the right place we had agreed on, and a trusted gut feeling that the area wouldn't be busy. On arrival I saw plenty of bushes lining the path, I knew it would be a good spot..... only if she turned up. I had been speaking to her through her couples profile for some time. She liked the stories she had read of mine and wanted to live one out for herself, so i had developed one just for us. Her final words before logging off were...... 'i dont mind if it doesnt go exactly to plan'.
I arrived bang on time as she said she'd get nervous and probably leave if i was late. I then found myself sat on the bench for 10 mins, then when nearing 20 mins I was beginning to think it was going to be a no show. At 23 mins, after the agreed time, I got a message - 'sorry, I'll be 5 mins, i'm wearing a white top, long denim skirt and cardigan'. It wasn't overly warm but not cold either. Her attire made sense. The plan was if she didn't like me she could turn and walk away without pressure, safe in the knowledge i'd respect her decision. But if she did like me, she walk towards me and drop her keys, if she wanted fun in the bushes she'd drop her keys again right in front of me and I was to say something dirty, sexist, and blunt. That way there'd be no misunderstanding of who we were and why we were there. I saw a woman coming towards me, lovely shapely figure which matched the pictures i seen of her so far, busting out her low buttoned blouse. Lace bra imprint into the thin material, she drops her keys from a distance. A good first sign. As she gets closer I see her smile, her face, and of course her breasts. She smiles at me then walks by. Instantly I feel gutted but a few steps beyond me she drops her keys, bends over and i see her ass in all its glory up close. She looks back at smiling from her lowered position. Its my cue to speak. I didn't expect it to go to script. 'Fuck me - I'd love to bend you over, hitch that skirt right up over your head, rip your pants off and cum all over your ass'. She smiles and moves the few steps back to me 'What's stopping you?' she says as she sits next to me. My hand cups a lace clad tit as she massages my cock through my shorts. Her face up close to mine without kissing, she gets up after a couple of minutes, hand releasing my now semi to solid cock, 'follow me' she says.... 'I'm Be....' I get cut off. 'No time for chat' she says, dismissing the rest of my name. I sensed it was better for her not to know any more than she needed to....
