1. Gazebo #8


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: LadyLexxx, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    Walking through the park, just like any other day, I relish in the sights and smells of early summer. A slight breeze tickles the hem of my knee length skirt. I turn my face into the wind and smell rain. Opening my eyes and looking up into the sky, I see what no summer walker wants to see, dark rain clouds. Knowing this park well, I turn on the path and head towards gazebo #8, planning on waiting out the rain under cover. I don't make it. The sky opens and the rain pours out. Thankfully it is warm out, but by the time I reach the relatively dry safety of Gazebo #8 I was soaked. My white shirt and skirt cling to me like a second skin and I can see steam rolling off my body. Looking around the gazebo, I can see I am alone. Good, no one else took refuge in my hiding place. Leaning against the railing, I watch the rain come down in sheets. The visibility is close to zero and the opening to the gazebo is like a door of rain. The breeze kicks up and makes me shiver. I need to dry out my clothes a tad or I might catch a cold. Looking around once more and seeing that there is no one around and no one to see through the rain at me, I shimmy outta my skirt and shirt. Standing there in just my bra and panties, I wring out my clothes and hang them on the railing to hopefully dry a bit. Leaning against a support beam, I look out into the storm and see movement. Like out of some dream, two people part the water curtain to the entrance to the gazebo and come into my hiding place. Standing ...
    there barely covered, I stare at the new comers, a man and women holding hands, staring back at me. No one speaks, and then the woman smiles as her eyes roam over my scantly concealed body. Feeling embarrassed, I try, without success, to cover up. The woman smiles again and peels herself out of her own clothing, a pretty yellow sun dress. My mouth opens in shock and shame for her own boldness. She is wearing nothing under the dress. I can see the rain water dripping from her hair, down her body and nesting in the trimmed hair of her pubic region. My eyes are too focused on the naked woman squeezing out her dress to see that the man has also voided himself of his clothes. The man turns to his companion, relieves her of her dress and walks to the railing close to me and hangs their clothes next to mine. Folding his arms across his impressive chest, he leans back against the support beam next to me and drinks me in. The way they both hungrily devour the look of my body hardens my nipples and quickens my breath. I shouldn't be excited by that look, but help me, I am. Trying not to stare at his tone body and desperately trying not to look down at his lack of pants area, I turn slightly to look at the woman. She glides over to her man and looks up at him expectantly. Without takes his eyes of me, he starts to caress her breasts. I watch as her nipples respond to the touch, hardening and slightly swelling. She leans her head back and sighs, arching her chest farther into his hands. ...
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