0 comments/ 188169 views/ 26 favorites A Fishing Trip By: WeJaySal "Have you got everything you're going to need?" Ann asked as she finished putting sandwiches in a bag. "I think so, but we're just going for the day," I replied. "Larry should be along here in a few minutes." A buddy and I were going to do some fishing up in the small headwaters where you could catch native Brook trout. Larry is about 20 years younger than I am and we got together to hunt and fish or play a round of golf whenever our schedules allowed. He's a single guy and he and I bum around together when we can as he lives a couple hours away. Ann and I are close to the 50 year mark, and have been married for a number of years. We enjoy the outdoors and both of us are in pretty good shape. I'm Jonathan and love to hunt and fish, luckily I have a beautiful wife that never hesitates to allow me to do these things I enjoy. "I gave you an idea where we'll be, and won't be back till dark. What are you going to do today?" Giving me a hug I could feel her nakedness under her robe. "I don't know. It's 4:30 in the morning so I know I'm going back to bed!" Ann laughed. "Maybe after you leave I'll get the vibrator out and play a little while." She knows what that does to me and rubbed her hand along my zipper. "That should give you something to think about today." Headlights flashed down the driveway as Larry pulled in. "Oh I'll think about it all right!" I laughed. "Why don't you set up the camcorder so when I get home tonight I can watch it." "Good morning everyone." Larry walked in with coffee in his hand. As I said Larry is about 30 and stands about 6 foot. He's single and works out and is in good shape, dark brown bushy hair, blue eyes and one of those friendly outgoing personalities. Ann always jokes that he must have a long dick because his fingers are so long. I had no idea personally, but she did from time to time find the fantasy interesting. "Morning Larry, how was the drive this morning?" I reached for the coffeepot to refill his cup. "Not to bad, beautiful clear morning, so it should be a good day." Steam curled from his cup. "We about ready to head out?" "You boys have fun," Ann smiled then giving me a hug whispered in my ear, '..maybe I will set up the recorder so you and Larry can watch it some night..' Giggling she scooted out of the kitchen. "I'm going back to bed! It's still the middle of the night. You guys are crazy!" I chuckled, and watched her head upstairs. She loved to tease and knew that she had 'peaked' my libido with just the few remarks, and that tonight she would have an enjoyable evening after letting me think about those remarks all day. Larry and I headed down the road. "So how's the love life of the single man going." The sun was just beginning to brighten the sky and it was getting easier to see the highway. "Terrible! It's been a week since I've gotten laid and I'm hornier than hell! Although after last weekend I was so drained I figured I'd never have sex again." He began to chuckle. I never knew what was fact and what was fantasy with his stories but they sure were interesting, so I listened to his escapades as we drove. By the time we parked and started up the stream he had me horny with his story. We headed up the stream to enjoy the day... Along about 11 we picked a spot on a big rock and sat down to have some lunch. It was a beautiful day, not to hot, and just a few lazy clouds in a blue sky. The trees and undergrowth were a deep lush green. We were a couple miles up the valley where not to many had bothered to fish. Ann had packed a few extra sandwiches for Larry because he never would bring anything except candy bars. "I'll tell you what Jon you have a good looking wife. If I were you I'd keep her tied to the bed and never leave." "For all the women you have had I consider that a damn nice compliment, my friend." I laughed. "She's to willing though so I don't have to tie her." "All the women I've had, HA!" Larry smiled. "If I could find one like you have I'd never leave home, and never let her get dressed." Giving me a poke in the ribs he continued on with what he would like to do. I laughed with him as he rambled on. He didn't mean anything by it and I took no offense to what he was saying. With his stories of the morning I was really getting horny and almost wishing I was back home! I laughed at him, "You must be horny, you've got a one track mind this morning! And you're getting me wishing I had stayed home!" "Sorry about that," Larry chuckled, "I'm just daydreaming, besides you get to go home to it, all I have is my hand." We ate our sandwiches and talked enjoying the solitude and friendship. "Looks like we have company." Larry pointed down the stream and you could see someone walking along. I looked where he was pointing. It was Ann. I wondered what she was doing up here, but she sure looked good coming through the woods, I thought to myself. "What are you doing up here?" "It was such a beautiful day I wanted to go for a walk and thought I'd pack the picnic basket with some drinks and snacks then come see you and Larry." Ann sat down on the rock with us, "since you didn't bring anything to drink, I thought you could use something by now." Taking the offered can of pop I couldn't help but notice as she sat that her blouse was unbuttoned to the top of her bra and you could see the cleavage of her 38D beasts. With her hair pulled up and tight denim jeans she looked damn sexy. A breeze whispered through the trees and the coolness of it brought her nipples up and they were very pronounced against the sheerness of the blouse. Glancing out of the corner of my eye at Larry I could see that he had noticed it too. I found that exciting, knowing he was looking at her and what was going through his mind. My cock began to get hard with the thought of Larry mentally undressing Ann... Hopping off the rock I walked behind her and put my arms around her, my fingers tracing along her belly just under her bra. Her blouse was loose fitting and as I pulled her back to me it pulled tight over her breasts and outlined their size and really gave Larry a look at the nipples. I knew that my light touch on her belly would get her juices flowing, as she loved to be caressed just under her breasts. Leaning to her ear, I didn't bother to whisper, "You know Larry is staring at your breasts, are you giving him a show." "I..I...didn't mean to...," Ann stammered. My fingers kept their slight caress. My cock was hard and I pressed against her back, I didn't know where this was going but looking over her shoulder towards Larry I could see the effect it was having on him. His eyes followed my hands and there was a bulge beginning in his pants. My fingers found the buttons on the front of her blouse..."It's such a warm day, and with the sun shining it is a great day for a tan." I stopped when I got to the last button where her blouse was tucked into her jeans. Spreading the blouse Larry stared at her breasts encased behind the sheer bra. I knew he could see the aerole's and the hard nipples through the material. My fingers traced along her bare flesh just under the edge of her bra. Softly I kissed the side of her neck and felt her shudder. "You sure do look sexy, should I stop?" My tongue left a trail along her neck to her shoulder and I pulled the collar of her blouse back. My tongue tracing her bra strap... "..yes...you..I..ohh..no.." She tried to talk but her eyes were fixed on Larry's crotch. Glancing up he was sitting with his legs spread and with his hand squeezing his cock through his pants I knew Ann was imagining the size from the outline he was presenting. My fingers continued moving slowly and my thumbs flicked across her nipples. "...ohhh..damn..." "Isn't it beautiful and peaceful out here, the sun is so warm and the trees so green..." Ann's hands hung at her side. My fingers bumped against the center clasp of her bra...I worked the clasp and when I felt become undone I pulled her bra apart and felt her naked breasts fall into my hands. Cupping them I offered them towards Larry. "Beautiful aren't they?" Larry moved slowly down the rock towards the uplifted naked breasts as if in a trance. He pulled his T-shirt over his head and he moved closer. I held Ann's breasts and watched over her shoulder as he took a nipple between his lips and began to suckle. "...oh...ohh...ohhhhh..." Ann's body shuddered as he sucked her nipple between his lips and I knew that she had just climaxed and her panties would be soaking wet with her juices. His own hands began caressing her breasts and he noisily licked and sucked Ann's breasts. The areolas had pulled tight around her nipple and he flicked his tongue back and forth over it. I stepped back to allow him access to Ann's beautiful breasts. As I did I pulled her blouse and bra from her shoulders and she lifted her arms to allow them to fall away. Pulling my clothes off I sat down naked on the rock next to them, my hand stroked my cock as I watched Larry play with my wife's body. "Go ahead honey, pull his cock out," I directed. Her fingers fumbled with his belt getting it undone and then getting his pants unzipped. She pushed his pants down, her fingers slipped into the elastic of his briefs and as I watched she pulled them over his hips. I hadn't ever paid attention to a man's cock too much, but Larry was big. His cock was thick and curved up towards and past his belly button. The veins stood out and I could see his heart beat in them. His cock was so rigid the skin pulled tight and his balls hung heavy between his legs. Ann always thought my cock was big at about 7 1/2" but Larry's had to be at least another 2" longer. I heard Ann suck her breath in when her hand closed over his hardness. "Suck his cock, sweetheart, suck it good." Ann pushed him back onto the rock and stared at the cock in her hand. The head a deep purple, precum leaked from the tip and lubed the shaft. She began to run her fingers along the length as she stared at the throbbing head. Pulling up the shaft I watched as she leaned forward and the head disappeared between her lips, her hand met her lips at the crown and she pulled down the shaft. Opening her mouth wide she tongued the head, she circled the entire head and along the crown then took it deep into her warm mouth. "...ohhh my GODDDD...damnnnnnnn..." Larry groaned and his hips came up towards Ann's mouth. Holding his shaft tightly Ann lifted her mouth from his cockhead and I watched his first load cover her breasts. Stroking his cock she couldn't get her mouth over his cock before he unloaded again onto her neck...I held my cock tight in my fist as I watched her suck the hard cock. Taking the head of his cock in her mouth she worked up and down over the head, her fist working in cadence with her mouth...I watched his cock throb from her movements and could see her swallowing each load...cum ran out the corners of her mouth as she sucked...slurped and...swallowed... I moved behind her, up on her knees like this her jeans outlined her rounded asscheeks. Reaching under her I found the snap of her jeans and ripped the zipper down...wrapping my fingers in the belt loops I pulled them down to her knees. My cock pointed straight out wanting to bury itself in her hot wet pussy. Ann was wearing thong type panties and I could see the connecting string going from the top down between her ass cheeks and connecting to the front. They were pulled tight and the lips of her pussy were protruded around it. Holding my cock in one hand, I pulled the thong to the side and pressed my cockhead against her wet slit. "...ahhhh fuck!!...ohhhh..." Pulling my fist back to the base of my shaft had released my first load before I could get into her and landed hot on her tight puckered asshole then flowed down along her slit. Holding my shaft and squeezing it hard I slammed into the open waiting slit. Ann had always kept her pussy shaved and I loved to enter her doggie style where I could see her naked slit inviting me. Holding her hips I pumped hard...my cock erupting time after time with cum. She held Larry's cock in her pumping fist as she sucked his cock and he continued to unload. Reaching under her I fingered her hard clit...her body.. mouth...pussy bucked and shuddered against our cocks as she orgasmed... Lifting her mouth off his cock "...ohhhhGoddd..yessssss..." She enveloped the cock again and sucked faster and harder. Her moans muffled by the cock stuffed between her lips...my cum leaked around my shaft and out her wet pussy as I pumped into her. Cum dripped down onto the rock...I watched her suck Larry's rod as I emptied my balls into her. My cock softened and I watched it slip slickly from her used pussy. Pulling her jeans and panties off I laid them on the soft meadow grass. "Let me see you fuck her with that big cock." Larry smiled and lifted Ann's head off his still hard prick, and helped her down off the rock onto the grass. Ann stared at the cock she had been sucking..."It's so big and still hard... ..." Larry turned her onto her knees, holding her hip firmly with one hand he aimed his cockhead at her exposed slit and began to pull her back onto it..."ohhh Jonathan it's so big...ahhhh..ahhh..." She looked up at me her eyes going wide as Larry pushed deeper splitting her. "Larry I...I...can't ...ohhhhgawdddddd..." Larry had half his rod into her and had slowly begun to pump. The mixture of her cum and mine coated his cock and helped it open her up. I sat on the edge of the rock watching my friend violate my wife's hungry cunt. I slowly stroked my flaccid prick and reached under her to play with her clit. She jumped at my touch..."no...no..it's too sensitive...ohhh ..damn...it's big..." My finger continued to gently rub knowing that it would allow him to push deeper. I wanted to see that cock buried in her... "nooooo moreee...I...can't..." Larry pushed...my finger teased her clit... the shaft began to disappear...his cock was buried full length his balls smacked against my busy finger. "...uhhhggggg...fuckkkkkmeeee...yessss..." Larry held his cock deep then began to pull back..."nooooooooo..." He pushed in ..."yesssss..." Ann tried to push back wanting the cock... "You've wondered how big his cock was sweetheart...I guess you know now .. don't you? Do it Larry... fuck her good ...give her a good load of cum..." I urged him on and he began long slow strokes into her. "I've spent many...nights...jacking off thinking...about...fucking this pussy." Larry continued his slow rhythmn. "...I'm going to fill it up... damn it feels so good..." I sat back and watched as her breasts, hanging down, bounced with each thrust from Larry's cock. He began to move faster and I could hear his cock working inside her. Ann's cum mixed with mine was being forced out her slit everytime he pushed deep...Watching him fuck her pussy my cock had gotten semi hard and getting on my knees in front of Ann I offered it to her waiting mouth. I gasped as she sucked it in completely. "...yes that's it Ann..suck his cock..." Larry watched her "...do him like you did me..." His cock began to pound into her cunt as she sucked. Each thrust pushed her head farther down my cock. Ann moaned as he thrust into her and low groans came from deep in her throat...her tongue and lips never stopping on my cock...I wanted to see his cock splitting her...fucking the used pussy...Pulling from her mouth I moved down under Ann and positioned my head so I could watch Larry's cock move in and out of her. Without thinking my tongue licked her exposed clit.. "ohhhhhhhhh...yesssss...ohhh...yessssss..." Ann cried out and grabbed my cock in her hand..."I'm going to..." She stroked my cock faster..."..cum... oh damn...I'm going to cummmm..." My tongue worked harder against her clit. I moved down her slit and licked the lips where Larry's cock was penetrating her...I could taste my cum...it was a salty sweet taste...it insensed me...my tongue found the underside of Larry's cock and I licked as he plunged into her...his balls bounced against my tongue on every thrust. Without thinking I opened wide and took one in my mouth and sucked it gently...Releasing it I ran my lips down the underside of his shaft back to the point where his cock was disappearing into her wet cunt and up to her clit...I moved faster back and forth as his thrusts increased... "oh damn...that feels good..." Larry moaned as I licked his cock and balls. He leaned forward and he cupped Ann's hanging breasts, his movements quickening..."Ann he's licking my cock and you're clit...I'm going to cummm..." "ohhhh...ohhhhh...meeeeeeeeetooooOOOOOOOO..." Ann screamed as her climax erupted deep in her belly. Sucking her clit between my lips my tongue flicked roughly over the tip...She bucked against both of us and I knew that from her orgasm the muscles inside her were gripping the sides of Larry's shaft and milking it as he fucked her..."oooohhh..OOOHHHHH..." Her body convulsed uncontrollably...replacing my tongue with my finger I began licking at the junction of pussy and cock. Larry slammed hard against her thighs and then pulling back partially began quick rapid strokes. My tongue against the underside of his cock I felt his flood of cum erupt into Ann's pussy... "ohhh fuck...ohhhh damn...ohhhfuckkkk...cummmmmmmm..." Larry's hips slammed against Ann's thighs. Ann pushed and bucked back against the cock ramming her...I laid under them his balls slapping against my face...his cock throbbed with each load...his cum forced out the sides of Ann's pussy. I licked it up and swallowed his hot cum...I pressed my mouth to where they were joined as there movements slowed and sucking her pussy lips into my mouth I held them and the underside of Larry's cock and continued to swallow all the cum I could suck out..."ohhhh damn Ann...damn Jonathan..." Larry froze in midstroke as I sucked greedily... His cock began to soften and Ann, exhausted, fell forward onto me. Larry held tightly to her hips as she fell and his cock slipped wetly from her and I found the head against my lips. The taste...the smell of sex...the sight of my beautiful wife getting another man's cock...the thoughts flashed through my mind...I opened my mouth and sucked his softness deep into my mouth and tasted all of us...he pressed forward so I took his entire length and cleaned the juices from his shaft... Ann rolled off to the side and looked back. "That is as erotic as you watching me with another woman. How does it feel Larry?" Her finger slipped lightly along the length of her slit. Larry moved slowly to sit up and his cock slipped from my mouth. "It felt good...really good. I didn't know I could cum so hard the second time." I laid back on the soft grass and listened to the two of them talk... glancing towards Ann I watched as her finger moved along her slit and the remnants of all the cum deposited in her that I hadn't swallowed leaked out onto the grass between her legs...My cock had come to full erection again and was against my belly...Propping myself up on one arm I looked at the both of them..."I don't know how long it will take Larry to recharge, but..." I held my hard cock, "...I'm really hard..." Ann looked down at my cock and smiled, "Why don't you hold that thought for a few minutes while we rest." Standing we watched her walk naked towards the stream. We both watched quietly as she squatted and washed her pussy, splashing the water up between her legs. As she walked up through the grass her breasts swayed with her every step. From the corner of my eye I could see Larry watching her and surprizingly his cock, laying against his thigh was beginning to harden. "Damn sexy looking woman, Jon. Her pussy looks like it's pouting just wanting my cock. I've never seen a pubic bone so pronounced that pushes it right out." I nodded my head as I watched her come towards us. "When she lays flat and spreads her legs it is so large that the little tuft of hair stands up as if inviting you to see what is hidden in the lips below it. I've seen her use it to push against another clit and rub it. Talk about getting someone excited." My cockhead was turning a deep purple thinking her and Lynn, plus with her walking towards us naked only added to the eroticsm... A Fishing Trip **A setup** Ricquie really had no interest in fishing; Mack did, and liked to go fishing on the weekend when the weather was decent, like today. As a matter of courtesy, just before he left, he always asked her if she wanted to go. Today was no exception. "Going fishing honey," he called to her. "Care to go with me?" he called out, as he was about to leave. He knew what the answer was going to be - the same as it always was. Unbeknownst to Mack, Ricquie had other ideas for today. It was a nice late spring day, just the kind for a picnic and other outdoor activities for just two people. Moreover, it was time she started working on her all-over tan. She normally would just tan a little topless, but this year she was determined it was going to be an all over one. "Sure!" she answered. "Just give me a few minutes to get a few things together," She grinned. She knew he was dying of shock. Mack was stunned. "You're coming?" he asked in disbelief. He had just about been ready to open the door, and she had stopped him cold. "Sure," she called from the kitchen, "just a sec." She had the picnic basket that her brother had given her years ago on the floor in front of the refrigerator and was quickly loading the things she had readied yesterday in anticipation of this trip. A blanket and a few throw pillows were neatly stacked on the kitchen table. Mack wasn't sure what was going on here. She never wanted to go with him. She didn't even like to touch an uncooked fish, let alone go and sit around to catch one. There had to be something going on here. He set his things down and went into the kitchen to see what the delay was about and what she was up to. "Uh, what are you up to?" he asked, looking over her shoulder. She was sure dressed for the outing; tight little shorts, sandals, and a t-shirt. And, no bra he quickly observed from her back; no bra strap under the shirt. This was getting better, whatever she had in mind. He loved it when she didn't wear a bra. It definitely got him hot and bothered quick enough. Those shorts were sure short enough and tight enough too. She was dressed to kill. He began to wonder how much fishing he would be doing. "Just getting ready to go with you," she said closing the lid on the picnic basket. "Grab the stuff on the table and we can get out of here." "What's all this?" "A picnic lunch and the other necessaries," she said hoisting the basket and starting for the door. "You don't expect me to starve out there do you? Sit on the hard ground?" "No," he said, still rather astonished. He picked up the pile of pillows and the blanket and followed her out the truck. This was definitely going to be a different fishing trip. She never wanted to come with him, and now this? They quickly loaded everything into the truck and started out. The lake was only about thirty minutes from their little house on the edge of the suburbs. It was surprising how quickly they could get out into primal country, especially compared to the people with whom they worked. Most of them complained that it took forever to get out into the country. Mack pulled off the main road and drove down a familiar little dirt road for about a mile, arriving at the edge of the lake in a secluded area of the woods. "He we are," he said switching off the engine. He helped Ricquie unload her things and set them down where she wanted to set up her little nest for the day. It looked like he would be here long enough for lunch today, and with a little luck, would get a "nooner-in-the-woods." Well, fishin' and fuckin' was what life was all about. Ricquie had liked this place the moment she saw it. There were fairly dense woods all around them, affording a lot of privacy. They were also on an inlet of the lake, a lake that rarely had any boaters, so there was even more privacy that way. The little patch of grass was in a nice little clearing, filled with bright sunlight. This would be great! What a place to work on her all-over tan. And, she knew what that would lead to - exactly what she wanted; she got naked, her husband got horny, and she got laid. Men were so easy! There was just something very erotic about sex outdoors, maybe just that small chance of being caught, and those soft breezes blowing softly across her naked skin. She was already wet and she hadn't even taken her clothes off, let alone felt her husband's touch on her special places. With Ricquie apparently settled in, Mack was off for the bank and a little fishing. After all, lunch was fine, but he really came here to drown a few worms. Fishing in the inlet didn't look terribly promising, so he moved off to the point to the east, and finally just a few yards east of that. He had a strike on the first cast, but the fish got away, and that was it for a while. His thoughts drifted back to Ricquie. Yea, she had a body on her. He just loved looking at her naked. He was wondering if he could get her to suntan topless today after they had lunch – maybe that’s what she had come here to do. Probably not, but he sure would like to see it. He just loved her tits and those long thick nipples of hers. He found himself getting hard. He was getting a hardon fishing! A small soft noise to his right caught his attention. Someone was coming. The thoughts of a topless Ricquie vanished. He looked and noticed that it was a friend of his, Jake. Jake waved without saying anything, and Mack waved back. It wouldn't do to make loud noises and scare off the fish. Not that it looked like they were biting much today anyway. It was getting a little too close to noon to catch much. He had been late starting, and Ricquie hadn’t helped matters. Getting a little from Ricquie after lunch was about all that was going to save this trip from being a complete waste. "How's the fishing?" Jake asked when he got next to Mack. "Not much so far. One nibble is about it. Ricquie surprised me and came with me." "Oh? Where's she?" Jake asked looking around the lake. He hadn't seen her. The few times he had run into Mack out fishing, he was always alone or with a buddy. That sexy little wife of his never came with him. "Just around the bend." he said pointing with a nod of his head. "Brought a picnic lunch to feed the army I think." "My lunch is going to be part of a six-pack. I have one in the cooler in the car." "I suppose you could join us if you want. I'm sure there's enough. I don't know what she brought to drink though." He cast out again. "Okay, that sounds nice. Let me go and get six little friends of mine and we can do lunch with her." "See you in a bit." Jake sauntered off in the direction he came in from. Five or ten minutes later, he was back with a small cooler. “See, six friends,” he said lifting the top. Sure enough, all the cooler had in it was ice and a six-pack. **Ricquie takes it off** Ricquie had spread the blanket on the ground, had the picnic basket in the shade, and was settled in before her husband had disappeared around the bend. It wasn't long before she had her top off. She had only waited long enough to look around the lake and make sure there was no one else here, and to listen in the woods for a few minutes to the same end. About ten minutes later, she was feeling comfortable enough with her surroundings to slip her shorts off. About twenty minutes later and the thong panties came off. Completely naked, she sprawled out on the blanked and began soaking up the sun. It felt good to be out in the sun after what had seemed like a very long winter. She would have done this in her own back yard, but the houses were too close together and the fences too low to keep the neighbor's eyes from seeing her. Total strangers might have been one thing, but not these neighbors. This was much better. There was no one around, she felt very safe and very sexy. "So, where's Ricquie?" Jake asked again. "Just around the bend," Mack said reeling in the line. The lure finally cleared the water and swung in toward him. He caught it and hooked it onto the bail on the reel. Now he followed Jake over toward Ricquie. Jake was a few yards ahead of him, but he was in no hurry to catch up. Ricquie closed her eyes and began daydreaming of Mack making love to her out here in the country. She imagined him stripping off his clothes, slowly and in a very sexy way, and when he slipped off his pants, there was that magnificent cock, all hard and ready, that had made her come so many times. She was just thinking of him standing over her and about to kneel down next to her to eat her, when she heard distant footsteps approaching. Well, maybe he would take the hint and finish her dream for her, giving her a delicious orgasm out her in the fresh air; especially the eating part. She spread her legs a little wider. Maybe that would give him a hint. She loved the way he ate her. Mack did things to her clit that no other guy had ever done. Most of the dates she had taken to bed gave her clit a lick or two at best and then wanted inside her. Mack had always taken his time with her and really got her off. Oh God did he get her off! Ricquie was soaking wet just thinking about it. Mack would slowly finger her as he sucked on her nipples, then move on down her body, kissing his way down across her belly until he moved over that well trimmed little tuft of fine curly hair between her legs; then his tongue went to work. She always had the best orgasms on his tongue - completely soaking his face with her sex juice. A talented tongue on her swollen clit would always get her off better than any cock of any size inside her. She kept her eyes closed and hoped he wanted her now - she needed him now. She was ready for him. "Lookin' good Ricquie!" Jake said standing next to a very naked Ricquie. "Really good!" There was a pretty good chance she wasn’t expecting him, but what a view! She really had a nice body. She was hot looking dressed but naked? Wow! Jake was getting very hard just looking at her. "Yikes!" Ricquie shrieked when she opened her eyes and saw who was speaking. She yanked the edge of the blanket over her exposed body. "Where the hell did you come from?" she asked, still in shock at Jake’s sudden appearance. She had been expecting her husband. "Uh, I was talking to Mack and we just thought we would come over here for lunch since he said you had a ton of food. Uh, I'll be back in a second so you can get dressed or something." Now he wished he had kept his big mouth shut just a little longer, walked a little quieter - something. He had really screwed this up. He really hated turning his back on that sexy view. "Yea, thanks." Jake trotted off to a safe distance and kept his back to her. Ricquie got dressed faster than she ever had in her life. "Why didn't you warn me?" she hissed at Mack, who was standing there looking stupid and at the same time very amused with the situation. "Didn't know you'd be naked," he offered. "I thought you were here just reading a book or something." It had gotten him a little hot knowing that Jake had just seen his wife stark naked. Her anger turned to arousal very quickly. Jake wasn't hard on the eyes and she wouldn't mind having him and her husband at the same time. "Actually, I was going to seduce you out here and have a nooner. I'm really horny. I just didn't know we had company." She smoothed out her t-shirt over her breasts; pleased with the way her nipples were showing clearly through it. She looked over toward Jake. "Do you think I turned him on?" "He's a guy. You turned him on. You sure turned me on! Believe me, he got turned on." "Really? Well, tell him the coast is clear. We can have lunch." "Somehow I don't think you would mind having the two of us for lunch." She took that to be rather positive. "It's fun turning the two of you on," she conceded coyly. "I suppose we could play sandwich with me in the middle." She was hoping he was in the mood for a little fun. "You have a dirty little mind, and I love it. Yo Jake!" Mack called. "Come on back, it's safe," he said with a laugh. **Lunch for three and clothes for none** When Jake came back, Ricquie noticed there was either an erection in Jake's pants, or he brought a banana with him. Now she really wanted him. Mack had suggested that she wouldn't mind having the two of them, she had suggested playing sandwich with them, and he hadn't even hinted at not liking that idea. She wondered if he had a desire to have her with another guy. They had been married for a few years, but it's funny how even after that length of time, you just don't know everything about your partner in life. Right now, that "other guy" could be Jake, and she wouldn't object. She retrieved the picnic basket from its place in the shade and began to unload it. "I wasn't sure how hungry we'd be, so I brought lots of things." "I brought the refreshments," Jake added. "Oh, I brought a couple of bottles of wine too," Ricquie said proudly pulling one wine bottle from the picnic basket. "And for once I remembered the cork screw." Yea, screw; boy would she like to screw right now. Two horny guys and hot little her. The only thing getting in the way was the simple fact that her husband probably wouldn't go for a threesome right now - he hadn't said no, but he hadn't exactly said yes either. She spread the sandwiches, cups, bananas, chips, and cold fried chicken out on the blanket. There was quite a spread. Seeing it out of the basket, she thought she had rather over-packed for just two. Oh well, now there were three. The men were as hungry as she was, and the three of them dug into the goodies. For the first little while, no one said much of anything, they just ate. They had started with Ricquie's wine, and then those two bottles ran out, had switched to Jake's beer. The three were starting to feel no pain. It was toward the end of the lunch that the conversation turned to sex. Ricquie had picked up a banana and had taken a bite when Jake said, "You wouldn't believe what men think of every time they see a woman eating a banana." "Blowjob." Ricquie retorted. "And, you wouldn't believe what women are thinking when they buy those bananas in the supermarket. They aren't exactly caressing them to see how ripe they are." "I thought that was cucumbers," Mack said with a laugh. "I thought it was the cucumbers that weren't safe." "If it's long and hard it isn't safe!" Ricquie said with a grin. "That's probably so much bull," Jake said flatly. "I doubt women use either. It's just urban legend. It makes a good story, but that's about it." Ricquie looked him right in the eye. "Wanna bet?" Jake thought it wouldn't have taken much to get Ricquie to give Mack and him a little demo of what she could do with a banana. "Wow, you really brought a lot of food Ricquie. Thanks for a great lunch," Jake said, trying to change the subject. He would have kept this conversation going, but was afraid that the wine and beer were doing the talking and that Mack might get offended. He might get even more offended if anyone did anything but talk. "Damn," Mack said, "I thought you were about to talk her into showing us what she did with bananas besides eat them." "Not likely," Ricquie said just before she stuck her tongue out and stuffed an enormous amount of the banana into her sexy mouth. She knew it was driving them crazy. She knew they both wanted their cock to be that banana – up until she bit it off. "Oh God!" Jake groaned as he watched her. "This is getting way too hot. I've got a hardon that's killing me watching her do that." "She's got me hard too," Mack said. "Doing a hell of a job of seducing us isn't she?" Ricquie just grinned as she finished the huge chunk of banana. This was all going a lot better than she had originally planned. She had started out just wanting a nice sexy romp with her husband out in the woods. Now there was a good chance that she was going to get the two guys in front of her. Mack sure wasn't putting up any resistance to the way things were going. "Sure is hot out here today," she said after swallowing the last bit of banana. "You could always take your top off," suggested Mack. He had always had a desire to have a threesome with Ricquie and another guy; Jake would do just fine. Now that the wine and beer had loosened them up, today would do too. "Oh yea," groaned Jake. He would love it if she took her top off. He didn't know what Mack had in mind, but this was going quite nicely so far. This sure beat fishing. "Okay boys, here they are!" Ricquie said as her t-shirt came off in one fast easy motion. She wasn't large breasted, but men seemed to like them just as they were, and even more when she was topless. She knew she had long thick nipples and they seemed to really impress guys. It certainly made up for her lack of size. Mack was really starting to surprise her today. She had never discussed group sex with him, and just assumed that he would want nothing to do with it - with group sex and her at any rate. She had always assumed that most men would love a good gang-bang as long as their wife or girlfriend wasn't involved. Apparently, she was wrong. Her fingers flicked over her nipples, making them even harder than they already were. "Maybe you guys should take a few things off too," she said as she lay down like she was going to tan her boobs. The guys promptly removed their t-shirts. "Not real impressive," she said. "We're about as naked as you are," Jake said defiantly and as if to say "you show us, then we'll show you." Ricquie was up to that challenge. She undid the button on the waistband of her shorts, then slowly and very seductively lowered the zipper, just using one finger and her thumb, holding the rest of her fingers out straight. Her other hand slowly pealed the fly away exposing her thong panties with their very low cut front. Next, she raised her ass off the blanket and very slowly slid the shorts off her bottom and part way down her legs. A few more moves and the shorts were on the corner of the blanket. All she had on now was her sexy sating burgundy thong. "Now you aren't," she said. This was like strip poker or a dare game, only there weren't any cards involved. This was getting to the point much faster too. "Time to loose the pants," Jake said with a grin looking at Mack. "I guess," Mack said standing up, "but I don't wear underwear, so that puts me ahead of her." "Well," Jake said as he stood and dropped his pants. "I guess she knows what you have under the hood, but if she wants to know what I have, she will have to loose that sexy thong first." Mack's pants hit the ground and he stood there for a few seconds with his raging hardon sticking up in the air before sitting down again. Now he was naked and wondered what Ricquie was going to do next. This was getting pretty exciting. There wasn't any doubt that there was going to be an orgy right out here in the woods now. It was just a matter of how Ricquie was going to handle two guys. There were a few possibilities, and he liked them all. "Nice woody!" Jake said admiringly staring at Mack's cock. "Thanks. It just gets a little excited at the prospects of a little action." "If you'll drop yours, I'll drop mine," Ricquie said with a wink to Jake. "I want to see what you have." "Okay," he said, and still standing, took his briefs by the waste band and pulled them down. He stood up straight, letting his own hardon stand out for all to see. Ricquie lifted her ass off the blanket and slid her panties off, revealing her very trimmed and waxed pussy to the two men. This action of exposing herself to them really got her hot. She just had to have the two of them now. **The boys get it on** "Wow, nice woody you have there too," said Jake with an evil grin. "If you were bi, I might just be willing to help myself to that." A Fishing Trip "Help yourself! As it turns out, I am bi." Ricquie was shocked. Mack was bi? This was a real epiphany. She had just assumed that he was as straight arrow as they got. She thought just having a threesome with another guy was going to be pushing it for him. Having another guy touch him was probably out of the question, which had made her wonder how the threesome was going to be pulled off in the first place. Guys who were really straight didn't want another guy touching them, and probably, or it had been with her experience, wouldn't stick their precious cock into a woman who had just been with another guy, like some other guy's come in her was going to make their dick fall off. "Mack, you do surprise me," she said rolling over onto her side to watch the two of them. She propped her head up on her elbow to watch this. Watching Jake blow her husband was going to be pretty erotic. Sure enough, Jake moved over to Mack, leaned over, and in short order had most of Mack's stiff cock in his mouth and down his throat. The guy was really good and could take an amazing amount of cock into his mouth. Not that Mack was all that big or long, but Ricquie had never been able to get all that much into her small mouth, and not nearly what Jake was getting into his! After a few minutes of this, Mack, who was horny as hell to start with, either needed a break or was going to come in Jake's mouth. "Oh, that's good, but I need a break here or I'm gonna come." "Okay with me," Jake said, taking Mack's very hard and wet cock out of his mouth. "That's sorta the idea." "Let me try a little of you first," Mack said, moving into position to get Jake's cock in his mouth. Ricquie was watching all of this with rapt fascination. Her hand had moved down to her muff and a finger had slipped between the well-lubricated lips and was slowly moving back and forth over her very swollen clit. To her surprise, Mack seemed to really know what he was doing, and did the same sword swallowing act that Jake had done; she had no idea he was open to this. Apparently, he was good at it too, as he had Jake groaning in no time. In fact, she wasn't sure that Jake wasn't about to come for Mack. About then it occurred to her that if either of them did come, they would be useless to her for a period of time, and may not be as good the second time around with her; she wanted their come. **Ricquie wants in** "Uh...guys," she said interrupting them, "how about including me in this activity. I could use a little of that oral attention." Her finger left her clit and she sat up. "How about we get a little three way oral thing going here?" Mack laughed, "Feeling a little left out?" "Yea, just a little. How about you eat me while he blows you, and I will blow him?" "Then we get to screw you?" "God I do hope so! I'm so horny I could scream now." "Kinda like watching two guys go at it?" Jake teased her. "It's pretty hot, especially in person, but I really want in on this too." Mack quickly cleared the blanket, putting what was left of the picnic back into the basket and getting it off the blanket. He lay on his side and moved over to Ricquie. Ricquie quickly got on her side, lifted a leg for him, and patted the blanket, indicating where Jake was to lie. Now she would be included on this, and with her favorite licker between her legs. Jake moved into position. He now had his cock in Ricquie's mouth and began to suck on Mack again. He had never been in a circular blowjob with a woman in it, but this was working out quite well. The three worked on each other, but took it a little slower now, wanting to make the person they were sucking on get very close to coming, but not actually make them come. Mack was the first one who wanted to quit. "Just how would you like to take on the two of us Ricquie?" he asked, finally taking his head out from between her shapely firm legs. She took Jake's cock from her mouth, gave it another lick, and then said, "Well, I had some idea of you in my ass and Jake in my pussy. How we get there is up to you guys. I have seen it done a couple of ways in porm flicks, some looked like they would work and some looked flat silly." Silly was a bit of an understatement. She had seen some double penetration fucks that looked good on camera, but she doubted anybody really got to come doing it that way. "Okay," said Mack slowly, "I think it would be either I lay on my back and you sit down on me and then lay back and have Jake enter you that way, or Jake is on his back, you face him in a more traditional woman on top thing, and I get you in the ass doggie style." "I think I kinda like the second one." "That sounds about the easiest to pull off," Jake said, taking Mack's cock out of his mouth finally. He would love to be the one in her ass, but being in her pussy would do just fine. "Then let's get going!" Mack said getting up to his knees. He was really hot now. **And Ricquie gets two** Jake moved into the center of the blanket and laid on his back while the other two got into position. There had been enough foreplay; everyone was more than ready to get to the main event. Ricquie moved over Jake, reached between her legs, and took hold of his nice stiff cock. Holding it up, she slowly lowered herself onto it, savoring that initial penetration, where he pushed into her, expanding her, filling her. With him all the way into her, she removed her hand and slowly moved up and down on Jake's wonderful cock. Mack moved in behind Ricquie and between Jake's spread legs. It was pretty hot watching Jake enter his wife, just about as hot as he thought it would be. "Lay down on him some," he urged Ricquie. He needed her to lean over to get to her waiting asshole. Ricquie leaned forward, just about putting her boobs in Jake's face. Jake distracted her from what was about to happen to her little bottom by raising his head up and taking one firm long nipple into his mouth and sucking on it. She looked down at him and smiled. Mack moved in close now, and suddenly realized that he had absolutely no lubrication on his cock. Trying to enter Ricquie dry would be very painful for both of them, and mostly her. "Hey Jake, how about sliding out of her for a second while I get a little of her juice on me so I can get it in her ass?" he asked. Ricquie rose up a little, and Jake's glistening wet cock slid out and landed on his stomach with a wet slap. Mack now slid into where Jake had just been and moved in and out a few times - right where Jake had been in his wife a few seconds ago. She was hot and wet. He slid back out of her with his cock now very wet and slick. He took Jake's cock and held it up as Ricquie moved back some, putting it back where it belonged. Now he moved up to her waiting ass and pressed the wet cock head against her resisting backdoor. He pushed a little harder, Ricquie relaxed, and the head slipped inside. "Oh God! Hold it right there," she begged. She was really stuffed now, and if Mack didn't hold still for a few seconds while she got used to it, this just might hurt and ruin the whole thing. Slowly she pushed back and slid a little more of him into her. Now it didn't hurt, it felt great! Both men now began slowly pumping in and out of Ricquie, who for right now, just stayed still on all fours, enjoying the sensation of being completely filled by two caring guys - and let them do the work. This was just as good as she had imagined it would be. She had tried something like this with Mack in her ass and her vibrator in her pussy before, and while that had been pretty good, two real, hot, live, and pumping cocks were much better. Mack held still for a few seconds to savor the feeling. He could feel Jake moving in and out of Ricquie. There wasn't much separating the two guys. He started moving in and out again, making long sensuous strokes, slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts, building to a climax. Ricquie was starting to get very vocal, and it sounded like she was about to come. She wasn't just staying still any longer; she was really getting into this. He held onto her hips and his pace quickened. "Oh come baby," Ricquie called back to Mack. "I want to feel you come back there, I'm so close!" Just the feeling of Mack filling her with his come would be enough to send her over the edge. This felt so good, so incredibly hot, so filling! Mack decided not to hold off. He needed to come. He was just too horny to last any longer. Jake had given him a great blowjob, getting him near to coming, he had blown Jake some with his wife watching, then the sight of Jake going into and out of Ricquie, touching Jake's cock with Ricquie's hot sex juice on it, and now being in her ass with Jake in her pussy was just way too much. "Oh God...here I come," he groaned, "I'm coming!" The first huge squirt of his hot white juice surged up his rigid cock and erupted deep inside Ricquie's clenching ass. He gushed spurt after spurt of it, completely emptying himself into her tight little ass as he felt Jake moving in and out of Ricquie at a furious rate. Jake was about to come too. When Mack was done, he kept himself pushed deep into Ricquie’s tight little ass as Jake continued to slam away at her from below. It was an odd and very sexy sensation being deep in her ass and feeling Jake pumping away in her pussy. Finally, exhausted, and with his cock getting soft, he slowly withdrew and sat back on his haunches and watched Jake's cock having its way with Ricquie. In a few seconds, Ricquie's screaming reached a crescendo as her orgasm swept over her. Mack found it rather amusing watching her ass clench as she got off on the hard pumping cock in her pussy. Finally, she collapsed on top of Jake just as he started to come. A few more seconds of thrusting, one final shove, and Jake was done too. **Screw the fishing** After a few moments, Ricquie rolled off of Jake and just lay there next to him, legs slightly apart, not caring who saw her. She needed to catch her breath. She was completely spent and very satisfied. This had been a great fuck - one to write home about, not that she would ever tell her mother about this! By now, the two guys had no interest in fishing and the trio packed it in before long. They didn't catch any fish today, but on one cared. And Ricquie? This had been better than she’d dreamed something like this could be. She was already planning the next fishing trip! Copyright © Art, February 2002; all rights reserved. A Fishing Trip, But I'm The Bait With so many great writers I feel a little awed by the company but, a good story is a good story and since I've enjoyed reading other contributions so much, I thought perhaps my own might give other readers the same pleasure? All my stories are fantasies and of course nothing at all is based on my own experiences... not a thing ;-) I won't say how old I was but I was waiting to start university and recently become mad keen on fishing. Looking back I think fishing was just an excuse to get away from my folks, taking some steps towards independence and getting up early, before the world had awoken, to take my motorbike on an adventure. I studied maps of areas within reach where I could fish, which meant on a river, since I lived so far from the coast. I had to make sure I had the right licence for that reach of river and decided a month's visitor licence would see me through most of the holidays. My mother had bought me my first fishing rod but I had moved on to a full size river rod, with all the bits and pieces that fishermen seem to love as much as the fishing. I cleared everything at home so that they knew where I would be and when to expect me home. The evening before I was so excited: I packed all my gear, put a warm jacket and waterproofs ready by the back door and checked my bike for fuel. I set the alarm for 5am, which meant leaving in the dark, but it would just be light by the time I reached the river. My hand hit the alarm just a split second before it actually rang - you know how some clocks just make a different noise at that moment? The bedside light made a pool of light in which I quickly dressed and tiptoed downstairs, carefully avoiding the creaky steps. A quick cup of coffee later and I stepped out into a fresh day, pulling the door to so that it just made the smallest of clicks as it closed. The air chilled my face, my breath making puffs of smoke and I was glad of the gloves I borrowed from my mother as I pushed the bike down the drive so the noise wouldn't wake the house. Once on the road the little engine purred into life and I was off. I had to concentrate on the road because the little headlight was no better than a torch but it was enough as this speed machine would only get up to 30mph at best! It was a long hour and a cold one when I finally arrived in a muddy lane next to the river. I was glad to turn the engine off because the constant drone was tedious and my ears were ringing a little as I pulled my helmet off, shook my hair free and locked the bike. The dawning fields were silent but for the calls of crows. I made my way along the riverbank to hunt out a likely spot, finally picking one where the ground was formed in a channel in which I could shelter. Below me the muddy water swirled silently. I arranged my gear, quickly threading the line with cold hands through all the rings and struggled tying on the hook, float and weights. With a wriggling worm attached I made my first cast and watched with satisfaction as the orange float settled in the water. I stood up and looked up the riverbank but I was the only person in sight. I was used to being on my own, having two older sisters, who didn't have much time for me, so I made my own amusement. Sometimes they'd used to make me join in their games but often that would include getting dressed up: the usual thing I guess for younger brothers, because girls seem to take a pleasure in tormenting their little siblings. When they reached the dating age they used to test out make up on me and, although I objected on principle, I enjoyed the physical attention and the delicate touch of their hands on my face. I wasn't going to end up much taller than them but shared their same long limbs, light frame and blond hair. So sitting daydreaming of silly moments with them was a good way to pass the time and I found myself smiling occasionally at particular memories. I must have been very much lost in thought because when a voice behind me spoke I nearly jumped out my skin. "You're a new face - got your licence lad?" I assumed it must be the warden and spluttering apologies I quickly reached to retrieve it from my kitbag. "Aw, don't worry, I ain't the warden but you'd better make sure you've got one or you'll be in trouble". The man was kitted out in traditional fisherman's gear with long camouflage jacket, dark trousers and leather boots, scuffed with mud. He was a tall powerful man and it was difficult to see his face against the brightening sky behind him, but I could see the glint of a smile. "Well I've got the licence - at least I think it's the right one for this stretch of water," I replied handing him the folded paper. He reached down to me with a big hand used to hard work. "Let me see. ... Yep this will let you wander all the way up to next road, about a mile along the way. What's your name?" "John", I replied. He nodded without replying but just fixed me with a stare that made me a little uncomfortable. "See you then", he said before walking away out of sight along the bank. I felt a bit irritated to have my solitude interrupted but since my train of thoughts had been broken I poured a coffee from my thermos, setting the cup carefully in a patch of grass. I pulled my line in to check the bait and had the rod lying against the bank when I heard someone approaching. It was the same man again and he paused before picking his way down the steep bank beside me. "What bait are you using?" he asked. "Just worms." "Uh huh." He stood facing river whilst I tried to look like I knew what I was doing. "Know what to do with this?" he said turning toward me. I looked at his hand not knowing what to expect when I realised he was holding his cock. It was semi hard and he was stroking slowly, pulling the foreskin back and forth. I was stunned and stuck for any words. He took half a step toward me so that his cock was at my eye level. I felt frightened of an adult man doing something like this but oddly curious because I'd never seen a grown up cock up close, I found my hand reaching out. I hesitated for a moment but he took my wrist and firmly placed my hand on his growing member. I was struck by its warmth, how thin the skin felt over the hard flesh underneath. I could feel his pulse in my hand and steam rose off the surface of its purple head. "I ... I ...," I stammered. He snatched his cock out my hand and tucked it back into his trousers, looking about him furtively as he pulled the zip up. "If you want some more of that, come over to those old garages down the field. I'll wait twenty minutes, give you time to decide. If you decide to leave, that's fine - I'll see you walking away. Otherwise leave your gear set up with no bait on the hook, but make no mistake why you're coming over to me. Understood? And don't let anyone see you? Got it?" Without waiting for a reply he was gone. My mind spun. I looked up and down the river: no one had seen us tucked down in this little hollow and I'd only seen a couple of other fishermen walking quietly up the bank in the hour or so I'd arrived. I looked at the hand which had held the man's prick and could still feel the warmth of it. I slowly put the hand to my face: there was a faint smell of man. My heart was beating so fast, it thumped in my chest ... but I wasn't frightened. I sniffed my hand again and found the scent made me calmer, it made the situation more real somehow: my imagination wasn't playing tricks! There was something else too - my own little dick was trying to straighten itself out in a pair of knickers where there wasn't room. If I had listened to all the warnings, to all the hinted advice from my mother, I wouldn't have done what I found myself doing because I cast the line out into the water with no bait and propped the rod against the rest. I paused again. I could still pack everything up and go home but my stiff prick was telling me something else. I climbed up the bank and peered out across the field. I could see a track running across the field to dilapidated out-buildings. Shit. What should I do? I wasn't entirely an innocent, having played with other boy's cocks at school - behind the bike shed - you know the kind of thing? That had felt good, so here was a chance to do it with a grown up....and it was a big prick. I decided to leave all my gear just as it was so that if someone were to come along they would just assume a fisherman had popped back to his car or something. I stepped up onto the grass of the field and looked up and down. There was still no one in sight so I casually walked along the bank to where the track led to the buildings. At the track I looked around again to check if the coast were clear. This was it: I strode more purposefully towards the cluster of buildings. The buildings were thronged with stinging nettles and as I was threading my way through I heard fingers clicking and saw the man's hand beckoning from a half open door. He was standing in the shadows just inside and he stopped me at the doorway. "Listen John - let's get this straight - you know why you're here don't you?" I just nodded. I wasn't sure what to say. When I was at school it was nerve wracking making first contact with another boy and it was certainly no easier with a man I didn't even know. He drew me inside by my shoulder and dragged the broken door closed behind us. Inside a little daylight filtered in through overgrown windows and there was rubbish scattered about on the broken floor. An old sofa stood in the middle of the room and another room led off to one side. It reminded me of old buildings I had explored near home, where I used to hang out and secretly read porno mags so I actually liked the musty smell. "Smoke?" he asked sitting back on the dusting cushions. "No thanks." "Good - they're bad for you," he said before lighting up and blowing a column of smoke high into the air above him. "Right. Kit off then John," he announced matter of factly. "Eh? What here?" I said a little taken aback. He leaned forward in his chair. "Take - you're - clothes - off. I want to see if your body's as pretty as your face: you are gorgeous you know. You don't think I'd try this with just anyone? When I saw you at the river I thought I'd stumbled over an angel. So don't disappoint me. Take you clothes off." This last sentence was said with a tone that denied further discussion: he was very direct and powerful in every way. I looked around me to see where I could lay my clothes without them getting dirty. Since there was nowhere other than the floor, I took my coat off and laid it out like a blanket. I glanced up at the man who was still leaning forward, intently fixing me with his dark eyes. Taking off my jumper, shoes and trousers was easy: I was still covered up, but going further made me feel terribly naked and vulnerable. Goosebumps covered my skin as I slid off my shirt and stood feeling stupid in my underpants, which were tented out with my stiff little erection. "Stop there, John. Turn around when you take them off. I want see your little bottom first." He was now sitting back in the sofa, his fingers pinching his cigarette he was forgetting to smoke. I turned about, now standing on my jacket and carpet of still-warm clothes and realised there was a mirror leaning against the wall, quite dusty and dirty but I could make out the my body stooping to remove my knickers. "Slowly, slowly John! Pull them down slowly!" By now the waistband was sliding over the cheeks of my bottom and I heard a gasp from behind me. "Bloody hell! What a cute little bum." He stood as he spoke and things cracked under his boots as he stepped forward. The waistband was past my thighs and I let them drop in a little heap round my ankles. I could feel his breath on my neck and then lower as his squatted down behind me. I hadn't touched me but I shivered in anticipation. There was silence apart from our breathing. His hands came to rest either side of my hips and I gasped. "Shush now. It's OK. Are my hands cold?" "No. Sorry, you just made me jump." He was running his hands gently up and down my sides, his thumbs tracing a line over the curve of my bottom. I felt his face pressing into my back and then a kiss on the dimples above my bottom. "Come, come. I'm making you nervous. Come over to the seat and lets do what we both want eh?" He took my hand in his and led me to the seat. I hobbled across in my bare feet to avoid the sharp stones on the floor. He took his jacket off and laid it at his feet and I was grateful that I could stand more comfortably. He motioned me to kneel down and drifted his hand over my balls as I sank down. I was now kneeling between his open legs. "Unzip me." He ordered. I fumbled with the clasp, my task not made any easier because he was sitting. I could see the fabric of his underpants inside with brown frizzy hair poking out round the sides. "Go ahead. Take him out. I know you want to." He was right there but despite the excitement I found the experience a little disgusting too, because it was very different dealing with a man rather than with friends at school. His prick was hard like a truncheon and flat against his stomach and it was going to be difficult to pull it out without hurting him. He sensed my discomfort and pushed his hips forward to give me better access. His purple head was already over his waistband so I grasped onto his shaft and eased the material down with my other hand. At last it was free and lay beating in my hand, my fingers not quite long enough to touch around it. He shifted his weight and tugged the rest of the material over his hips so his huge balls were resting on the fabric of the seat. I cupped them with my other hand as gently as though they were little birds then looked him in the face. "What do you think?" he asked with a smile. "Wow! It's really big. Really hard. Am I, am I doing this right?" My own little dick was ultra sensitive so I wanted to be careful not to hurt him. "Your doing fine, my little sweet. Nice and gently at first and give it a little kiss when you're ready." A kiss? I wasn't sure what he meant but as my hand continued to slide his skin back and forth over the hard flesh inside I leant forward to give it a little peck. The scent of his organ immediately filled my senses. I felt overpowered by my emotions. I felt disgust but there was something deeper, more animal inside me that reared up and wanted more. I let my top lip rest on his exposed gland for a moment then licked my tongue tentatively underneath. I heard him give a faltering groan and licked again, stretching my tongue out as far as I could to touch the lowest part of his head that I had exposed with a downward stroke of my hand. Now I could taste his sex. I could taste the animal tang that mixed sweat with urine and felt intoxicated by it. I buried my face into his groin, into his pubic hair and drew a deep breath of his acrid smells. I returned to my task, fondling his balls that hung heavily on one hand and picked up the pace with the other, stroking the long heat of his shaft. I could no longer resist the animal feelings inside me and plunged his whole purple head into my mouth. More groans followed from the man as he rested a hand on the back of my head. Every breath I took filled my nose with more of his aroma and I stroked faster and faster urging his climax. His hips were now flexing forward with each stroke and my tongue swirled in circles over his bulging head. "I'm coming, I'm coming," he hissed through gritted teeth. As though in slow motion I felt his cock throb violently in my beating hand and knew what to expect next but his first load of come took my by surprise. I had never sucked off anyone before so the sudden deluge of hot jizz in my mouth made me recoil and I spat it out, but he trapped my head in front of his spurting cock. He wrenched me forward and aimed his tool at me so that the next, much bigger shot, slopped across my mouth and up my nose. I put my hand up to wipe it away just as the next load hit my forehead and into my blond hair from where it ran over an eyebrow onto my eyelid. He pulled my head in closer still, wanting to dump the rest of his jizz into my open mouth but I kept my lips sealed so that the final three or four squirts ran off my chin and dropped cold onto my folded legs. He shuddered as his climax peaked and he was holding his angry red cock in a tight fist as he wiped the last few drops over my lips, my cheeks and into my fast shut eyes. I was awed by the strength of his climax and felt I had drawn on his very soul and this precious liquid came from deep within him, from his core. He slumped back into the seat and smiled down at me, shaking his head slightly. "You're too gorgeous: you must be a girl at heart. I name you Jane!" he laughed stroking an outstretched finger through the wet mess of cooling sperm on my face. He examined a smear of jizz on his finger and held it forward toward me. "I guess that was your first time but don't ever waste my come again. The proper place is in your mouth or in your cunt." "I'm sorry. I thought I was going to choke. I'm sorry." I stammered. "Then clean my finger and clear up any other drops you can find. There's some on your legs." I took the end of his finger in my mouth, looking up at him. The taste was a mix of bitter cigarette and salty syrup. I collected the rivulets of come from my skin with my fingers, licking them clean. "You've still got some in your hair," he smiled. "Where? I can't see it." I said pulling the few locks of hair into view. "Up a bit. This side." I started giggling, "Where?!" "Here." He bent forward and put his mouth to a patch of hair over my forehead and began sucking the thinning liquid from it. "Mmm." He pointed at his closed mouth, motioning with his forefinger to come closer to him. He lifted my chin with a hand and pressed his lips to mine. These were so many firsts in one day. I had never French kissed before and my first one was going to be with a man. The stumble on his face prickled my skin and his lips were hard, but then everything about him seemed built of muscle. His tongue invaded my mouth and explored it hungrily. His eyes were closed under his dark lashes. I closed mine too, taking the role of his passive girl. There was a silence as we drew apart. A smile broadened on his face that warmed me through and I simply smiled back with a blush. I was falling for this man. This wasn't a hurried grope with my friends at school for he was a big, grown up, all muscle, all hairy, smelly, strong man who was noticing me. Little me! My thoughts were broken as he placed his hands on my arms and stood me up. "What's your name now?" he asked. "Um.. Jane. My name is Jane," I replied, liking the sound of my new persona. "Well turn around Jane. One good turn deserves another." I did as I was told and, sitting forward on the seat, his pulled me back to him. My bottom was at the same height as his face as he gripped my hips and pulled my cheeks apart with his thumbs. I blushed again with shame for no one had ever looked at me there but more embarrassment followed as I felt his face press into my flesh and his tongue darted over my puckered opening. His tongue traced circles around my ring that tickled but when he probed into me I felt a deeper, hot sensation that ran right through me. I was stooped slightly, with my bottom pulled back and I let my hand begin to play with my penis, which had been hard for so long it was almost painful. "No!" he hissed, grabbing my hand away and then landing a hard slap on my bottom, making me yelp. "I'll decide when you touch yourself. Did I tell you to touch yourself?" "Sorry, I just thought..." "Listen Jane, I'll make you come, but not that way." He replied with that stern voice again.