1. Lake District Holiday (part 6)


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: nickitaylor, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    our towels. I laid on my front and undid my bikini top. Lisa did the same. Even after fucking Saul earlier in the day, I felt a certain itch (metaphorically speaking) between my legs. And seeing the boys in their shorts only made that worse. Every so often people would walk by along the lakeshore. They seems to be looking for a spot like ours that wasn't occupied, so, though they might smile and say hello, they'd just move on. The evening sun hadn't quite gone down under the hills and gave off just enough heat to warm us up and dry us off. We chatted away about this and that, deciding what we might do with the evening, not looking forward to the train home the next day. I was resting up on my elbows now with only my nipples on my towel. There was a movement in the trees to which I tried not to react too theatrically. I turned to Jen and whispered, "Don't be obvious about it, but were being watched." She whispered back, "Sure it's not a dog or something?" I shrugged and replied, "Only one way to find out." I stood up and walked up towards the undergrowth where I'd seen movement. I kept my eyes on the spot the whole time. Any further movement and I'd definitely see it. And anyone there would, I hope, not move for fear of being seen. I swayed my hips as I walked and my boobs were bouncing away. If it were a bloke watching, I hoped that they would mesmerise him, getting him to stay put. "Where are you going," called out Saul. I pirouetted as I walked and called back that I was ...
    taking a pee. Thanks Saul. Now I had cover. "Should have gone in the lake," said Mike. "Eew," replied Lisa, "Tell me you didn't." Closer and closer I got. Their conversation continued as I reached the tree line. I felt sure I'd seen a flash of jeans and trainers through the leaves. Ten yards, eight, six. My heart was beating--what or who would I find? Then I saw his face through the trees. "Hello," I smiled. "Fancy meeting you here." It was the bloke from The Eagle and Child who had sat listening to us. "Get yourself an eyeful?" I asked and pressed my tits together. He blushed and nodded. "You like what you see?" He nodded again. He was still crouching in the bushes; "Get up," I said, "And follow me." I walked further from the lake with peeper in tow. A further ten yards and we were hidden from the lake and the path. I turned to face him. "I bet you want to watch me pee now, don't you?" His face was burning red and his hands were in front of his crotch trying to hide the bulge in his jeans. But he nodded. I smiled and crouched down, pulling down my bikini bottoms as I went, knees apart. His eyes were riveted to my pussy. I looked up at him as I spread my labia and let flow with a stream of piss. "This turns you on, doesn't it?" He nodded emphatically. I looked down at his crotch, "I thought so." Pause. "You can get it out of you like... Relieve the pressure." He didn't need to hear that twice. In a jiffy he'd unzipped his jeans and fished out his cock. Hard, throbbing and angry ...
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