John stood by his car in among the dense trees listening hard for the sound of another vehicle approaching. Listening for the sound of the car he called little 'Spunky', the car belonging to his lover, Zil.
"Do you fancy a meet? He had asked her over the phone; just half an hour before, knowing full well she'd pause for what seemed like an eternity, before saying "Yes!" Adding in her inevitable breathless voice. "Give me ten minutes to freshen up and get ready."
He was fully ready in both mind and body, and begged her not to be too long.
She laughed that dirty chuckle of hers, and then enquired, "Up on the top, the usual place?"
"Yes, see you there." He replied before hanging up and starting to gather up some bits and pieces they might need.
Up on the top, referred to a large pinewood perched on the crest of a high hill. A small road ran through the conifer trees and there were many woodland tracks that led off this road deep into the dense trees. It was here he could drive his old jeep into the undergrowth, making sure it well hidden from any passers by. Zil would leave her car parked just off the roadside and then walk into the trees to find him.
Two cars had already driven past before he heard one finally stop and a car door being slammed shut.
His heart missed a beat as he said to himself excitedly, "She's here ... she's coming to be fucked!"
He loved the idea of her bringing her pampered pussy to him. Bringing it to him so that he could love it and fuck it for her, as if it was a real person, a dearly beloved and trusted friend. She had told him many times how she felt she was at foreplay the second he had asked her if she would meet him. Instantly she was on auto drive, on hold for a fucking. Her card, as the saying goes, was marked, and she was all his just for the taking.
Zil had told him how she would always play with herself as she washed, and made herself ready. Tweak herself with her fingers as she went about her ablutions, adding greatly to the tension and the excitement at the thought of getting fucked again. She would also finger herself as she drove to the rendezvous, leaving wet sticky finger marks on the car's steering wheel whenever she had to stop her playful fingers teasing her dewy hole and either change gear, or turn a sharp bend in the road.
The drive to the meeting place was about three miles, but long enough to bring them both to a degree of high sexual tension, almost to bursting point by the time they met each other.
John watched Zil walk towards him down the grassy woodland track, floodlit amid shafts of hot sunlight, as it shone down through the canopy of the trees. She wore a long flared skirt and a blue tee shirt and a pair of walking shoes. Her skirt swung from side to side in perfect time to her bare breasts that swayed beneath the tee shirt as she approached him in that slow gliding walk of hers. Gliding down the track ever closer to his arms.
Impatiently he started towards her and when they met, they kissed deeply and hugged each other excitedly. He held her tall firm body to his, loving the feel of her, loving the smell of her, loving the fact that she had come to let him pleasure her, to fuck her as he had done so many times before.
He bent forward as they still held each other and lifting up her skirt slipped his hand between her hot parted legs.
"You not only look beautiful, but are very wet too, Darling!"
"It's thinking about this stiff cock of yours all the way here ... how could I be anything else?" She grinned at him wickedly and slipped her hand down to grasp his rampant throbbing flesh that stood proud from his already open trousers.
Zil was a born cocksucker. She loved nothing better than to suck cock, and John had never found a better lover of his cock than his friend Zil.
She fell to her knees and sank his shaft all the way down her throat with not so much as a blink of her eyes. She pumped her head back and forth, enjoying herself, only to let go momentary and utter some words of love and affection for him.
John gasped loudly, and gripped her short hair tightly in both hands as he now took control of the situation and fucked her face, telling her how wonderful she was. Zil slurped and gurgled on his shaft, making no sense other than sounds of pure enjoyment as she knelt before him.
"I have some filth for you." He told her, not wanting to shoot his load as yet, down her throat. "Should we got into the trees and I'll read it to you?"
Zil willingly agreed, and extracted John's slippery cock from her panting mouth. Together they gathered up a large rug to lie on from the jeep a small bag of goodies for them to play with.
After finding a suitable grassy clearing in among the thick undergrowth of the wood, Zil slipped down her skirt and stepping out of it, pulled off her tee shirt so that she was totally naked apart from her shoes which she left on, just in case a quick retreat was needed, before lying down on the rug. It was a gorgeous hot day and the only thing to impede their total pleasure might be the flies that had a habit of soon finding the smell of sex on the wind, like a bee to a flower's nectar.
Zil pulled John's pants off too and taking his cock back into her luscious mouth, sucked on it as he lay back and started to read the latest filth he had written for her.
They both had exchanged hundreds of letters and stories over the years. Hidden secretly under stones on their dog walk routes, and later picked up like spies using a dead letter drop.
Wrapped in a small polythene bag to protect them from the damp or rain, the letters were secreted away like precious gems, to be admired over and over again. Only they knew where they were hidden, and the erotic contents were for their eyes only. Nothing was ever too dirty; nothing was taboo that they couldn't share with each other. And later at night over a secret phone call to each other, they would discuss the day's story and masturbate, making them feel just that little bit closer to each other.
"Are you still with me?" He asked her, pausing for a moment.
"Mmmm ..." she muttered letting go of his cock and adding,"I'm with you all the way, hanging on every word. Go on!"
He did that every time he read to her, and it always made him smile at her resentment of having to let go of his cock to tell him what he already knew.
Zil was now fingering herself wildly and slurping around and around in her horny hole as he came to the conclusion of the filthy tale.
As he closed with the words "The end." He rolled on to her and forcing her legs open wide, fucked her hard and fast to make her cum for him. To let all that sexed up tension escape from her cunt and make her cry out loud.
Zil clutched at him and a wanton wild look filled her eyes as she spluttered and shook uncontrollably letting her orgasm flood over her while her creamy cunt blew itself up like a balloon only to crash down hard around his cock while it twitched and pulsated several times over as they both came slowly down from the first big high of the day. She kissed him lovingly and told him "You've no idea how I needed that!"
"I thought you had it only a couple of days ago?"
