Friday 10 June 2022

Choice Tales from the Vale – (267) In Flagrante Al Fresco

 

He could hear her peeing in the undergrowth, a prolonged jet hitting the hard dry ground, which he found was strangely horny, and he found himself thinking that he would like to see it as well as hear it.

 

It was Saturday night, or more precisely Sunday Morning and there was a Dinner Dance on at the Forest Ridge Golf Club and Paula Bonham and Gary Parkinson had just delivered their friends Evelyn and Bella to their homes on a golf buggy and the reason for that unorthodox taxi was that they were both totally pissed. 

Once they had deposited the two lushes with their loved ones they drove back across the golf course on route back to the dance and had stopped in order that Paula spend a penny.

 

“Anything I can help you with in there?” he offered

“No thank you I can manage”

When Paula came out from the woods she was carrying her shoes in one hand, her powder blue dress was draped over her arm and she was carrying some indeterminate folded items in the other hand.

She put her shoes and clothing at the back of the buggy where the clubs normally go and Paula came and stood in front of him.

To his complete and utter delight Paula stood before him in the moonlight wearing only stockings and suspenders, his dinner jacket and his bow tie.

“God that makes me so hard” he thought

“Why didn’t you want me to undress you in the woods?”

“Because it wasn’t all me under that dress” Paula said

“There were garments and devices to make me look my best”

“You look perfect to me right now

“Then you had better have me right now”

Paula unbuttoned his dinner jacket and let it slip off her shoulders and onto the floor.

He instantly appraised her standing before him naked, except for a bow tie around her neck, a suspender belt, which framed perfectly her neat pubic triangle holding up the dark blue stockings on her fine legs.

She looked fabulous with the moonlight shining on her forty-year-old breasts her nipples stiff in the cool night air.

“Wow” he said

She suddenly became self-conscious under his gaze and threw herself into him, her mouth sought out his and found it, her tongue darting and probing his oral cavity.

While his hands caressed her back, her small soft hands busied themselves with his trousers, or the removal of, she’d already dispensed with the cummerbund and had quickly undone the hook on his trousers and tugged sharply on the zip then her hands were down the back of his pants pulling them off his buttocks.

Paula pushed him back against the buggy and roughly yanked his pants and trousers down his legs and off over his feet

Then she was back kissing him on the mouth and fumbling with his shirt buttons, she managed one of them then lost patience

“Take it off,” she ordered and then in an instant she was on her knees and her lips were around his cock

“Oh yes mistress” he gasped out as he pulled the shirt over his head and threw it somewhere, anywhere.

He looked down at her blonde haired head moving expertly on his shaft while she played with his balls.

Gary thought he was going to explode in her mouth any second but then her lips were kissing their way up his body until her smiling face was only inches from his, and she kissed him again.

He became aware of being manipulated as they kissed, like they were in a slow dance on the dance floor and he just went with her.

 

When they had turned 180 degrees and her back was against the buggy she slid her fine buttocks onto the seat and opened her thighs   as she kissed him deeply, while running her fingers through his hair then he felt downward pressure from her hands as she pushed his head down to her waiting cunny, he was ready to fuck her but she wanted head first so he obliged her and went down between her stockinged thighs to sup on the juice of her hot gash.

He worked the creamy wet flesh with his tongue, his nose, his chin and she wriggled and squirmed, moaning and gasping as he sucked at her lips and licked her cunny until she could wait no longer.

“Now Gary” she screamed

“Oh Gary do me now”

So he raised his head from his tangy task, his face wet with her juice and found her laying stretched out across the front seats of the buggy, with one hand gripping the steering wheel and the other playing with her nipple.

Her legs were spread wide and she was open and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive him.

He gave her two inches and she sucked in air through her teeth

”I want it all” she said, “give me all of it”

And with her legs around me and crossed at the ankles she pulled him all the way in.

“Ahhhhh” she said as she received all of cock right up to his balls, and the same with the next stroke and the next and then he gave her three more full lengths and she came, then she panted a few times through gritted teeth and she was really making his balls wet and then she came three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound.

“Ah”

“Ah”

“Ah”

“Ohhhhh”

Gary thought to himself as he pumped her pussy how much he loved making women moan and in particular Paula.

He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer, he was very close, and he knew Paula’s next big orgasm would be his finale.

He had a great rhythm going and her legs she was gripping him hard and he was playing with her tits as he banged her and banged her

“Orrrrw” she uttered with every hard stroke

“Orrrrw”

Then as the strokes shortened it changed to

“Oh”

“Oh”

Until we reached that perfect point of climax when we both came together

“OORRRRR” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Gary pulled out of her and she let out a sigh of satisfaction then he bent down and kissed her quivering belly and lay his face against it.

She sighed again and he felt her muscles contract and he stood up just in time to see a little dribble of his cum escape from her hairy hole.

 

Paula lay there for about twenty minutes, Gary threw his jacket across her and the only sounds coming from her were her sighs and a series of soft whispers from her fanny.

 

He had redressed himself and was sitting on the back seat watching her, and rerunning the night’s events in his head, subconsciously selecting moments for the wank bank.

Apart from the obvious inclusions there was also the sound of Paula peeing in the woods, her screaming orgasm, the dribble of cum on her pussy lip and her fanny farting, they would all make it in.

As Paula stirred I wondered if she had a wank bank and what moments would be in it.

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