Three Take a Picnic
It was a couple of weeks after Bob and Carol had enjoyed a very libidinous afternoon with Becky and they were sat in her back garden having afternoon tea. Jim was, once again, away on business and Becky was clearly becoming a little bored.
"I just love that you have been brave enough to tell each other your fantasies and then act them out" Becky said, taking a scone from the plate in front of them. "Jim and I never really talk about sex; he is a lovely man but he just isn't really that interested."
"You think we're brave? We have been together over ten years but you came and joined in with us when we could have been, I don't know, raving sex maniacs!" Carol replied.
Becky grinned, "Well, you sort of are, certainly compared to me."
Bob leaned forwards, "Come on then Becky, you must have another fantasy we could help you play out?"
"Well, you already know how much I enjoy watching, I mean seeing you two, well, making love; that was just great. I love that naughtiness of seeing something I shouldn't. So, I sort of wonder what it would feel like
being
watched rather than watching.
Look, I saw you two actually peeing on each other sat in your garden, right out there in the open air. That was so hot! So, perhaps we could go somewhere in the countryside and just fool around a bit? I mean I don't want to do that thing in car parks, with lots of dirty old men watching, I just want the
possibility
of someone seeing something, in the distance." As Becky gabbled out her idea she squirmed in her seat, clearly enjoying the prospect.
Bob's face fell, "God, I don't know about that. What if we were caught? What if someone called the police for heavens sake."
However, Carol was already thinking of places to go, "Oh, you old stick in the mud, don't worry about it. We can find somewhere off the beaten track and it is only the idea of
possibly
being seen that we are looking for isn't it Becky?
You know, this garden is not really overlooked the way ours is. Maybe you could have a little practice now with just Bob and me watching you?"
Becky was clearly intrigued by the idea. She smiled coyly and pushed back her chair. She stretched her arms out, and as they fell to her knees she drew back her skirt to reveal pink cotton pants, already showing a small damp patch. In a rather athletic move Becky reached up and pulled down her knickers as she bounced herself forward in the chair. With her legs now wide this gave Carol and Bob a first-class view of her moist pussy. Becky used both hands to part her outer lips showing off the glistening folds and the tiny nub of her clit. At once she started to rub herself rhythmically with the flat of her hand, then slipped one, and then two fingers inside her vagina. As the fingers slowly moved in and out, they could see them growing slick and sticky. Becky was making little mewling noises with her eyes shut.
Bob reached for his flies but Carol's hand stopped him, "No, not now. This is just about watching Bob, so behave yourself!" she said.
Becky opened her eyes just as her climax came upon her and looked straight at the pair of them, sighing with the release and allowing a stream of pee to slowly trickle out and onto the patio. "Oh, that was lovely" she said smiling with satisfaction. "Your go now."
Carol ginned, "Well I know how you enjoyed it last time, maybe a closer look will be even better." With that she went and stood in front of Bob, pulled down jeans and pants and began to hose his crotch with piss.
Bob was now free to do what he had been dying to do. He undid his trousers and released the erection that had been longing to get out. He gripped his prick firmly, thumb and forefinger squeezing at the tip as he pulled himself off under Carol's golden stream. It was less than a minute before he came copiously over his now sodden lap.
"Just a thought" said Becky, "but maybe we should take some spare clothes with us when we go on our field trip?"
After a week of research Carol was confident that she had found the ideal spot. They would take a picnic and drive out into the South Downs. There was a footpath which would take them out into the countryside near to a pond which would be ideal for a little wild swimming. If anyone came along, they would just say they were skinny dipping which she reasoned was much more socially acceptable than open air fucking.
Bob drove and in less than 40 minutes they were parked up in a mostly empty car park. The day was pleasantly warm with only the slightest breeze.
They grabbed their picnic bags and set off walking towards Carol's chosen spot. After about a mile they hadn't seen anyone and Carol stopped to look around. "Tell you what, as it is so nice perhaps it would be nice for us to slip our pants off? Let a bit of fresh are in." Both girls were in summer dresses so it was easy to just pull their knickers off and pop them in the bags.
Bob noticed that as Becky removed her pretty lacy pants there was no sign of her downy pubes. He glanced at Carol who had clearly noticed the same thing and was smiling with anticipation like a cheshire cat.
By the time they reached the pond they were starting to get a bit sweaty, and were more than ready for a drink and a sit down. Carol spread out a picnic blanket and dropped down onto her back, her dress riding up just enough to reveal a hint of her pussy hairs. Becky got the water bottles out and they all had a long drink.
"Come on, last one in is a sissy" Becky called as she scrambled out of her dress and bra. Sure enough her pussy was now beautifully smooth and bald, showing off her slit to good effect. Bob quickly followed suit, carefully easing his underpants over his stiffening cock before plunging into the water alongside Becky.