Gary Kitchen and Sara Sund were staying on a camp site in the Finchbottom Vale that was once a
working railway station before it fell foul of Dr Beeching and his cuts, in a
place called Sharpinghead.
The two of them were staying in a converted signal box which was comfortable enough but because of the limited floor space it
had bunk beds which didn’t go down well at all with Sara, she wanted a double
bed and plenty of “bedding”
“What the hell are they?” she said when she
saw the bunks
“A challenge” he replied but she was not
impressed
“We’re not 13” she said, it wasn’t that she
didn’t like sex she really did like it, she just wasn’t the adventurous type.
Although Gary could remember when she
enjoyed a kiss and a grope in the woods and a bit of fingering in the unisex
toilets but she seemed to have forgotten just how much.
But she really lost it when she realised
there was also no toilet or bathroom en suite and the nearest facilities were
60 yards away.
She stormed out and left Gary to unpack and
she was gone for hours.
In fact Gary was already asleep in the
bottom bunk when she got back.
The next morning just after first light he had to get up to the
toilet, he wasn’t going to bother dressing but trotted the 60 yards to the
toilet in his pants.
When he returned to the signal box he quietly closed the door and was
just tiptoeing across the room when he spied, highlighted in the early morning
light, Sara’s naked buttocks protruding from beneath her duvet and written on a
post it note, stuck to one buttock was one single word “Sorry”.
And a very
adventurous sexual episode followed with Sara hanging off the bunk while he
fucked her hard.
After that first
surrender to adventure Sara felt alive and tingling all over and was keen to
try some more while Gary was just intent on enjoying it while it lasted.
They had been into the village to the pub
and after a couple of drinks in the Railway Tavern, Sara started getting horny
and with the new adventurous Sara, Gary knew all too well that when she was
horny he had to be horny so she started stroking his sleeping soldier.
“I suppose we had better go” he said before
she stroked his cock up to full erection.
“Just what I was thinking” she added
As they walked towards the door he looked
at Sara who was wearing a short denim skirt, a pale blue short sleeved top, low
cut obviously, blue and white ankle socks and trainers, and he ascertained it
wouldn’t take long to get her prepared for action and as Gary had on a t-shirt
and elastic waisted swim shorts he knew he could be bollock naked in seconds.
So once outside he said
“So where to?”
“To the woods” she replied before adding
“and quickly”
They blundered about in the darkness for a
while until they stumbled upon the assault course.
“Let’s do it up the tower” she suggested
excitedly
They had emerged from the woods by part of
the course where there was a large scramble net which after twenty feet led to
the zip wire tower.
“Ok but be careful” he cautioned
“Don’t worry this is adventure woman Sara
you’re talking too” she pointed out and then she ran head long up the net and
got about six foot up it and then missed her footing and one leg went through
the net.
“Are you ok?” he asked with concern
“I’m fine” she replied and tried to
extricate her leg but when the other leg one went through a different hole,
which caused her to lose her hand holds as well, she ended up hanging upside
down and forming a perfect “Y” shape.
“Ok I admit it I’m not fine”
“Are you hurt?” Gary asked
“No” she retorted “but I’m stuck”
So Gary climbed up the net to extricate her
from her predicament, but when he reached her he noticed that her little denim
skirt had, under the influence of gravity, fallen earthwards leaving her pale
blue knickers on view so he changed his focus.
“Can you do it?” she asked “All the bloods
rushing to my head”
“Mine too” he thought
“No problem” he replied
But when she felt his hand on her inner
thigh she asked
“What are you doing?”
Gary gave no reply and instead pulled her
blue knickers aside and opened her up with his tongue which in no uncertain
terms had given Sara her answer.
“Oh God Gary that feels so dirty” she
moaned and after a few moments she yanked his shorts down and consumed him as
he was consuming her.
They could quite easily have finished each
other in that bizarre suspended 69 and been perfectly satisfied with the
result, but Gary thought he heard someone other than Sara coming.
So his tongue reluctantly left her sticky
lips and withdrew from her mouth.
“What’s wrong?” she said
“I thought I heard someone” he replied but
instead of causing her alarm it only served to make her wetter.
Gary quickly got her upright and helped the
wobbly legged minx up the net and into the tower where Sara made sure he was
very quickly into her.
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