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 but it was a damp miserable morning and Sara was a bit fed up, she was
really enjoying her renewed sex drive and was keen to get some more.
But the inclement weather ruled out the
woods and the assault course was a non-starter during the day.
So as they sat at a table in the café she
looked over at Gary and sighed but when he looked back he was wearing his dirty
old man leer so she knew she was in for something even if she didn’t know
where.
It was still lashing down with rain and
added to that there was a violent thunderstorm accompanying it and when Sara
opened the door, everyone was scurrying for cover.
Gary however took Sara by the hand and led
her to the end of the platform where just around the corner was the disabled
toilet.
They made it unnoticed with the weather
being so bad so he opened the door to the disabled loo and once they were inside
he closed and bolted the door and the second the lock snapped he heard the
rustle of Sara’s cagoule as she threw it in the corner and then she began
debagging him from behind and he had his trousers and pants around his ankles
and her eager hands on his cock before he could blink.
It was still lashing down with rain when
they left the café and added to that there was a violent thunderstorm
accompanying it and when Sara opened the door, everyone was scurrying for
cover.
Gary however took Sara by the hand and led
her to the end of the platform where just around the corner was the disabled
toilet.
They made it unnoticed with the weather
being so bad so he opened the door to the disabled loo and once they were
inside he closed and bolted the door and the second the lock snapped he heard
the rustle of Sara’s cagoule as she threw it in the corner and then she began
debagging him from behind and he had his trousers and pants around his ankles
and her eager hands on his cock before he could blink.
Gary was still slipping off his coat as
Sara steered him around so he was facing her where she could kiss him and play
with his cock at the same time, adventurous little Sara had taken complete
control of the situation, which was something he was quite unaccustomed too.
Nonetheless he reclaimed the initiative by
lifting the diminutive Sara up off the floor until she was standing on the
toilet seat where she continued to kiss him while he yanked her wet leggings
and even wetter cotton knickers down to her knees.
He afforded himself a rewarding fondle of
her fleshy cheeks before seating her on the disabled handrail so he could
completely remove her leggings and panties as he sat on the toilet seat.
Sitting on the loo seat placed him
perfectly between her white bony knees and he was about to sip from her furry
cup when she pushed his head back.
“No not this time” she said taking the
initiative again, this time by climbing on to his lap and kissing him hard on
the mouth as she impaled her hot creamy cunny on his cock, her hot breath
filling his mouth as she slid down on him.
Gary instantly set about getting in-between
her and her bra, which only took a few seconds once before he was cupping her
lovely breasts.
Sara by that time had her arms wrapped
tightly around his neck and was going about her task with relish, her mouth now
by his ear and she was moaning coarsely.
All he could do at that point was to grasp
at her buttocks and hang on for dear life as she pumped up and down, faster and
faster, on his shaft.
“Oh Gary” Sara whimpered as she moved
towards the abyss and he moved his hands up to her hips to control the rhythm.
She then gripped the support rail behind
his head and through gritted teeth her moans grew louder and louder and louder
“Ohhhh God” she screamed and throwing back
her head she pumped on him again and Gary came in her.
And Sara pumped again, milking him of every
drop.
“Ahhh” Sara exclaimed as she wrapped
herself around his neck again and kissed him and they stayed like that for a
minute or so
“This is a good nookie place” she said as
she was climbing off of him and then she was on the move and redressing
herself.
When they emerged it had stopped raining
and they were greeted by disapproving looks and some tutting from people who
had obvious heard Sara coming.
They looked at each other and smiled and
Sara said
“I think we should have a shower”
“Great idea” he agreed “let’s get some
change”
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