On the west side of
Downshire is Eastchapel, a quiet medieval village living in the shadow of its
noisy neighbour, the Industrial powerhouse of Northchapel and its where Mike Oliver and his
fuck buddy local vet Sue Mazzone lived.
They had been to a
Fireworks Display in Northchapel with friends and as there was alcohol
involved, they decided not to drive, and as it turned out to involve quite a
bit of alcohol, they ended up catching the last bus from Northchapel.
There were only two
other people on the bus, and they got off after two stops and the moment the
doors closed Sue started getting “fresh” and put his hand on her thigh and
began pushing it towards her crotch.
“Behave” he said and
pulled his hand away
“Oh, go on” she whined
“there’s no one else on the bus”
“No” he snapped
“Not even a cheeky
finger?” she asked
“No” he replied
“But I’m horny” she
whispered and began tonguing his ear
“You’re always horny”
he pointed out “But you’ll have to wait till we get to mine”
She sulked for the
final fifteen minutes of the journey, and they got into Eastchapel at one
thirty.
After disembarking they had a twenty-minute walk to his cottage if
they walked through the park.
So, they walked briskly with Sue’s arm through his until she suddenly
said
“Ooooh swings”
Sue ran off giggling to the playground and by the time he caught up
with her she was playing on the swings.
“Oh, very grown up” he said as she propelled herself with great
aplomb.
“You’re just jealous” she taunted him, so he just stood and watched
her swing until she allowed her momentum to slow and then she leant back and
with great athleticism swung her legs up and hooked her ankles around the
chains like a trapeze artist.
This caused her skirt to fall away from her thighs, so he walked
towards her until he was positioned where he had the best view between her legs
as she swung gently back and forth.
Although Mike had a tantalizing view he brought her to a stop by
grabbing her ankles and then he ran his hands down the inside of her legs all
the way down to her groin until his thumbs rested in the hollows at the top of
her thighs, which met with murmurs of approval from Sue, who made no effort to
escape, so he proceeded to find the waistband of her tights and yanked them off
her firm arse along with her big blue knickers.
“I knew you couldn’t wait” she said smugly,
Having tugged her tights and drawers up around her knees he knelt on
the ground with her pussy naked before him, so he gently pulled her lips apart
with his thumbs and opened her and then he tongued the moist pink flesh inside
and she moaned in a hot velvety purr, a sound she repeated as he continued to
work on her with his tongue until her back arched and the divine velvet purr
turned into a course gravelly growl.
He lifted his head from her moist lips and thought it was time, and
Sue growled again as he slipped his cock inside her and he used the swing to
slide her on and off his cock, extracting dirty moans in the darkness with each
penetration.
And as she reached the abyss, the chains were rattling and the
mechanism was squeaking before Sue let out a long loud sensual, erotic, and
downright dirty moan as her back arched again and the swing jerked and then so
did, he.
After he’d withdrawn
from her hot syrupy fanny he said
“Now can we go home?”
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