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Gazebo #8

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

Giving me a wink and a devilish grin, he bends his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth while tweaking the other. Over the sound of the rain I can hear the sound of sucking and her heady moans. I watch her run her hands through his wet hair, giving it a tug every now and again. Not sure where to look but unable to look away, I stare boldly at the couple as they continue to touch each other. When did I start rubbing my nipple through my bra? Are my panties wet from the rain or watching these two ? Slowly he dips to his knees and moves his head to block my view of the lovely wet patch of public hair on the woman. The sounds she was making made me start to whimper without realizing it. The man lifts the woman up and perches her on the railing edge, giving him easier access to her pussy lips and the hidden treasures within the folds. Outside gazebo #8 the rain continues to pour and inside the open-air covering, the air seems to be getting hotter. Continuing his work on her nether regions, neither notices me sliding closer to get a better look at the action. I am not sure what has come over me. I don't know these people, but I am hypnotized by their sights and sounds. Would they be doing this if they didn't want me to watch? I wonder if they will let me join. Do I want to join? Closer. Closer. Closer. I can smell the heat rolling off their skin. Taste the passion in the air. I see his muscles bunching in his shoulders as he strains to keep the woman still on the ... railing. The woman leans back farther and for an instant I think she is going to tumble over the edge. I shoot forward and grab her arm to steady her. Not startled in the least, she opens her eyes and drills this look deep into my sudden sexual need to be a part of what is going on at the moment. I try to pull away, but she grabs my arm and continues to look at me. I watch her perfectly pink tongue slowly lick across her perfectly red lips. When did I begin panting? I feel myself leaning in to kiss her. My brain is questioning the action but my body is cheering me on. Our lips touch, tentatively at first, but then born on a passion and hungry need I didn't know I was harboring, I crush my lips against hers. She sighs into my mouth and I match the sound into hers. I feel a hand on my ass, gently pushing me against her body. I know it is the man and I find myself not caring. With the storm continuing outside Gazebo #8, the passion builds inside between me and the two naked strangers. My mind races at all the possibilities of what could happen with these naked strangers. The feeling of her tongue in my mouth, tasting me, encouraging me to taste her, is exquisite. I lean in closer smelling the need on her skin. Or was that my skin? In that moment, with our tongues playing together, I want everything these two had to offer. I want to surrender my body, my will, my shame to them and come out the other side as a different person. The woman brakes our kiss and for a second longer my eyes ...