1. Dogging


    Date: 6/5/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: batgirl-lsa, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    GA – Thirsk, England – 30th April 2013. God, was I nervous that first time. I remember walking from the car to the bench, my stomach churning like a washing machine, legs trembling while I imagined them all staring at me. There were already six or seven cars in the secluded car park when we arrived, and one more pulled in behind me as I made that lonely walk. When I got to the bench, before I sat down, as instructed by my hubby as I got out of the car, I unbuttoned the front of the dress from the hem to my waist. I let the dress fall open and showed off my stockings when I sat down on the cold wooden slats. As I sat there, with my legs apart and my knickers packed with pussy, I felt their eyes on me. I could feel the heat of their stares and imagined those red dots you see on films and television when a sniper has a target in his sights, and I wondered how many dots would be centred on the gusset of my underwear at that very second. I leaned back against the bench and tried to appear casual, nonchalant and without a care in the world while I spread my thighs and tried to give my audience the best view I could. Despite my careless attitude, arms spread across the back of the bench, I felt elephants' feet dancing in my tummy. It was my first time and I was nervous as hell. The shock of a car door slamming made my heart leap in my chest and, realising this was it, the moment of truth, I forgot to breathe for a few moments. The first one approached, his feet crunching on the ...
    gravel as I stared at him like a rabbit caught in headlights. I noticed he wasn't bad looking – probably in his forties, dark hair and with a decent physique on him, what little I could make out in his jeans and jumper anyway. He came up to me and stopped, his eyes locked on mine. &#034Not seen you before,&#034 he said, nodding slowly. &#034But I like what I'm seeing.&#034 The man thrust his chin towards me, a finger pointing between my legs. &#034You gonna take those knickers off?&#034 &#034Do you want me to?&#034 I asked, my voice creaking like a door with rusting hinges. He nodded at me, eyes gleaming. &#034Oh yeah, let's have a look at that cunt.&#034 The word sent a shiver through me. It was so coarse, so dirty, and its use shocked me. But despite that shock I experienced a delicious thrill of arousal between my legs, a clenching inside and a dribble of lust that leaked into my underwear. I stood up, cheeks burning, and hooked the waistband of my underwear with my thumbs. Closing my eyes I to avoid that intense stare and his grin, I slid my knickers down my legs. &#034Fuck, yeah,&#034 I heard the man murmur after I sat down and opened my legs for him. &#034Just look at you.&#034 My eyes snapped open when I heard the snick of another car door opening, and while the second bloke approached I saw the dark-haired man had unzipped and was slowly stroking his cock. I gasped when I saw the gnarled, veiny thing in his fist – It was so fucking thick! &#034Big ain't it,&#034 the man ...
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