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WARNING! ADULTS ONLY SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL!
UNDERCOVER1 by Ozman. (continued - or how Beth and Gina arrived at
their destination; with Beth a
little worse for wear.)
We swam back for lunch by the barbeque where I noticed that the two
married motorists were ogling the two cyclistes who, in turn, seemed to be
giving a tacit 'come-on' to the guys. The men walked over to them and,
after a short chat, all four went down to the grassy bank and quickly
coupled beside the energetically screwing Jane and Emma who were obviously
making up for lost time. The wives remained by the picnic table looking a
bit lost. I felt a pair of hands cup my boobs and a hard, hot cock pressed
into the cleft if my posterior so I wiggled my bottom against him in
invitation. He responded by sliding his hand down my flat belly to squeeze
my furry mound before finger-testing my vagina for its readiness to
accommodate his cock. My new friend was Denny and I turned to face him and
meet his mouth in a long, trembling tongue- kiss. I was seriously
attracted to him and, in another time and place, would have seen him as a
real matrimonial prospect. However, I wasn't in that situation and he
didn't see me that way. "This all for little me?" I giggled playfully,
stroking his thick, dark penis jerking in my hand. "Yep," he grunted at the
sensual thrill of my touch. We wandered down to the approved fucking area
where I pushed him down on his back and knelt astride his hips, held his
broad bonker vertically as I positioned my cunt above the purple,
plum-shaped knob, moved it fore and aft in the dewy frills of my vulva and
lowered my bottom to stretch my well-used love-sheath down over his
blue-veined shaft. With a gentle rocking motion I absorbed it all into me,
tentatively clamping my vaginal muscles to feel the fullness within. As I
rocked and twisted to slide his delicious dong in my juicy quim he seemed
to want a little more action, strenuously shoving his hips upward while I
leant forward to take my weight on my hands against his shoulders and lift
my bottom higher to allow him to ram into my slurping crotch as he needed
to do. We climaxed together soon after as my senses were still delicate
from the pre-lunch pounding my pussy had received. I arose and swam across
the pool to the warm rock again, but Gina was still busy shagging and I had
to wonder at her constitution as she'd barely taken a breather since we'd
climbed aboard the old coach. Up at the picnic table I saw that Baz and
Denny had taken drinks to the two neglected wives and were chatting.
Perhaps I should have concluded the previous sentence with the word 'up' as
Helen leaned back on the rough tabletop to spread her big legs and
gleefully receive Baz's raging zoob into her eager cunt. Her friend Peta
seemed to be somewhat hesitant, but eventually yielded to get her vagina
around Denny's swarthy member. Below them, out of sight on the bank, their
spouses had recovered from their bout with Beverley and Kathy and were in
the process of introducing their dicks to Jane And Emma's sloppy snatches.
When I felt sufficiently rested I returned to sit and share a herbal smoke
with Dani before we were joined by Craig and Jamie, the married guys, then
their wives, Helen and Peta respectively. "Oh God, look at that," gasped
Helen, covering her pussy with one hand. "They're having two more straight
off." "Yeah," Peta murmured wistfully as Jane and Emma accommodated another
penis each. "They're catching up," grinned Dani. "I reckon they're up to
eight or nine now." "How many have you had then?" enquired a wide-eyed
Peta. "A baker's dozen." "Truly?" "Honestly." "What's it like?" "Okay.
Quite an experience actually." "Have you done it before." "No, never even
thought about it to be honest. I s'pose it's a matter of being in the
right place at the right time. I've had three nookies on the way to the
beach before, but all with different drivers in different vehicles. This
is my first mob-job." A thoughtful silence ensued and the women gazed at
the sexual performance of the seven couples banging away in front of them
and their husbands at Dani and I. Their dicks had swelled to semi-
tumescence in response to the proximity of young women who were fucking
promiscuously and were trying to figure a way to get back amongst it. "You
can give it a try if you want to, dear," Craig told Helen. She looked
startled and a bit guilty, as if he'd divined her thoughts exactly, but
realized as I did that he wasn't aware that she'd recently had a pussyful
of Baz's mutton-gun. "I've just got used to the idea of having it off with
my husband's best friend, or is that my best friend's husband," she
chuckled self-consciously and blushed. "Was that so bad?" She glanced
quickly at Jamie, then averted her eyes and blushingly shook her head.
"So?" he persisted. "You just want to bonk some young stuff," she accused
him. "Yeah, but you'll get more than me," he admitted. She gave him a long,
searching look before turning to Peta. "Can you believe this?" "Call his
bluff then," Peta giggled uncomfortably as she realized that Jamie didn't
know they'd all ready partaken of an adulterous shagging, but now wasn't
sure about repeating it in front of him. If Helen accepted her dare she
would be expected to follow her to some indiscriminate fucking. "Go on, I
dare you," grinned Craig. Without a word she stood and walked up the bank,
her well-upholstered, white posterior region rolling and quivering
deliciously with each step. Boof was coming down from the vehicle with an
erect tool seeking vaginal solace when she accosted him with a hand on his
hip. He initially looked surprised, glancing at Craig for confirmation
that his wife's pussy was really on offer, stepping into her embrace when
he got a wink of assent. She slid her arms up around his neck as they
kissed deeply, grinding her ample hips to his before pulling him down on
top of her and inserting his hard cock into her ready twat. Her hefty legs
encircled his sweating torso as his sliding tool glistened wetly in the
sunlight and the rest of us looked on at her real joy at being fucked in
that situation. "I didn't thing she'd actually go for it," Peta gasped
softly. "Shocked?" Jamie enquired gently. "Not as much as I should be."
"How so?" "We've seen each other having it of with other partners today and
Helen and Craig have gone that one step further, but it doesn't seem that
much further now." He looked at Craig who lay back as Dani sucked on his
hardening cock, then took in my naked form with lust-filled eyes before
turning back to his wife. "D'you want to try it?" he asked her. "What would
you think?" she blushed, playing the innocent. "It would make me very
horny." "To watch me?" "Yep." "Truly?" "I promise." "Do you love me?" "I
love you with all my heart." "But will you still love me after I do
something as slutty as this?" "As much. I want to see you be a real
harlot. It'll be a real turn on for me and we'll probably never get another
chance to do anything like this." I thought that their profession of
undying love was a bit odd under the circumstances, although they were
sincere about it, but I surmised that they shared the concern over how
their feelings for each other might change as a consequence of a bit of
serious adultery. A youth stood looking enquiringly at me, his tool
standing horizontally and I began to rise to my feet, but Peta grasped my
hand. "Look after Jamie?" she asked before I could leave. "You can see
that he lusts for your body." I boldly stepped over him and gripped his
swelling dick as she kissed his lips at length. "Have fun," she giggled
nervously and walked over to the young guy and embraced him salaciously.
Jamie lay on his side to watch his wife as I positioned myself behind him,
head between his slim thighs, to suck his circumcised cock. Peta
introduced the boy's slender, pink dick to her willing vulva, the plump
lips fringed with trimmed auburn hair, where he thrust easily into her
juicy slit. The muscles of her solid thighs tightened as he withdrew to ram
into her once more, giving him a ride to remember as she bucked and writhed
and stroked his flanks, urging him to shove his hips harder and faster in
fairly basic terms as her reserve evaporated. I felt Jamie's cock harden
appreciably at the sight of his wife's wanton behavior and thrilled as an
unseen tongue found my clitty. "I couldn't resist," Craig grinned as I
looked down and our eyes met. "You have a lovely pussy. D'you mind?" I
shook my head very slightly as it's rude to speak with one's mouth full,
isn't it? Opening my legs widely to allow him better access to my crotch,
I saw Dani smiling at me around a mouthful of penis and smiled back,
wincing at the abrasive contact of his stubbly chin on my soft inner
thighs. However I suffered this more willingly when his tongue and fingers
probed my tingling passion pit. This was my first experience with married
men whom I knew to be married before indulging in sexual congress and,
because I had no illusions about them as future matrimonial prospects, I
was able to give free rein to my baser instincts. Jamie drew me up to
slide his wet tool into me from behind as we reclined on our sides to watch
Peta invite another of the lads to replace his friend who'd just vacated
her unsated cunt; oblivious to all but the need for a hard cock inside her
hungry twat. Beside her Helen rapturously writhed and gurgled as she
showed her third boy what a friendly girl she was, both women lost in a
voluptuous mist of purely physical pleasure. Even with his tool moving
within me and his hands kneading my tender titties, Jamie's attention was
wholly focused on his wife's unrestrained pleasure, my cunt being merely
the medium for vaginal masturbation. Peta looked over at him and grinned
crookedly as the young guy got up after a quick bout, making a sign to
indicate that he was being well looked after by me, then stretched back and
opened her legs widely to signify her readiness for the next guy seeking to
share his sexual need with her. Eventually he came, setting me off in a
deliciously subdued way, then rolled away and dived into the water. A boy
came aboard and was on me, in me and gone in a manner that brought to mind
the mating of a cock sparrow. Craig was next and we watched as Helen
accommodated cocks number six, seven and eight. By that time the need
seemed to have dried up so I took a brief dip before seeking an alcoholic
beverage to slow me down a bit. The coach was packed up and we set off
again on a journey that I remember only as a warm, hazy period during which
I alternately dozed off and received cocks in my love pouch; my
contribution to the latter being negligible with most. I'm quite certain
that all twenty-six males with whom I'd become acquainted that day had had
their way with me, some more than once, but I didn't feel too badly about
it as, short of being shot at, things were unlikely to get any harder than
that. We were dropped off in the main street with Erin, Jade and Dani, who
knew which street we were looking for and led the way, saying goodbye to
the younger girls one street short of ours. "What number is yours?" Dani
asked as she stopped by the gate of an occupied duplex. "7b," said Gina and
Dani pointed to the number on the letterbox. It was '7a' so we were in the
other half. "You know the Sarge?" asked Dani. "She's much higher up now,
but we still think of her as Sarge." "We're really just house sitting. It
was arranged through my Aunt," lied Gina. It was comfortably furnished, for
a holiday house, so we were set up nicely for our stay there. After
unpacking I took a hot bath and found my poor, raw pussy stinging from the
surfeit of schlongs I'd serviced during the day. Any guy pointing a percy
at me then would have risked his hearing to continuous, high-frequency
sound. Finally we dined on canned beans and toast before collapsing into
our beds.