Just a snippet!
This is set in the beautiful Sandwell Valley, in the Midlands UK, a naughty hotspot well before my time apparently (not so now!) but still worth a gorgeous scenic walk!
Gia hated Mondays, who didn't right? She hated how all afternoon Sunday she was already stressed about work and how she would likely walk into one stressful situation or another, or an overfull inbox.
So, on this particular Sunday she vowed not to show up tomorrow, whatever was there could wait until Tuesday. She had a laugh with friends and after hearing one of them saying how pretty spring was in their local valley park she decided to go explore tomorrow. She was overdue a good long walk with just her camera as company.
But early that Monday Gia had no idea what she would walk into, it was a quiet morning, very mild, nearing warm really, the sun was out but just slightly overcast.
Most folk were at work so the carpark was near empty.
Most hadn't decided to risk going out for a walk because of it being overcast. She had breakfast nearby in a cute little café, and parked near the farm, knowing there was an entrance both to the more popular park, and the quieter valley and lake walks.
She threw her little backpack on, carrying water, wipes and some snacks, and started her walk. She had perhaps been a little too hopeful, wearing a long summer dress, but she figured if it rained, she could shelter in one of the many areas of forests.
She had her walking shorts on under the dress, and she smirked as she felt the silky slide of them against her panty less pussy. Nobody would know of course; the shorts protected her modesty. Her cute pink walking sandals completed her look, she had left her long blonde hair half tied up, wavy and cute.
She took the path by the golf course, it was more a tunnel of trees that had grown overhead, small birds and squirrels ran across the path as she smiled. The golf course to one side was silent for a change, no one on there. Gia got to the bridge and passed over the road, a sudden influx of traffic noise meaning she missed the sounds over the other side, and saw the visual first.
Just off the path, partially covered by trees inside the woods, there was an old carved bench made from a tree trunk, at this point you could just see the small clearing. A dark-haired woman leaned over the bench, her dress rucked up, a blonde man in his twenties was cradling her hips, fucking her deep and plastered against her back, as if he wanted to touch as much of her as possible. He wore a t-shirt and his jeans were round his ankles, he had a muscular ass and legs, dwarfing the smaller woman.
Then Gia noticed over the other side of the bench an older man had his cock deep in the woman's mouth as he pulled her on and off him by her hair, his large hand cradling her head, he had to be in his fifties, a flush high on his cheeks as he groaned and thrust into her mouth with his head thrown back. He was in a suit, only his fly open.
Gia froze, she knew the 'polite' thing to do would be to walk away and pretend she hadn't seen, but God it was so hot, and she had always had a thing for watching people fuck. She had never really had chance to watch often, just online, mores the pity.
The woman was clearly loving it, and as Gia stepped onto the path and off the bridge, she could vaguely hear their moans and groans. The woman gripped the older man's thigh and encouraged him to fuck her throat as she made the lewdest sounds, choking on him now and then.
The younger guy behind her fucked with a deep slow rhythm and a pleasured look on his face, his hands tight on her hips as he occasionally kissed her back and neck.
Gia felt like Christmas had come early as she watched the younger guy grunt as he thrust harder and pulled out to strip off the condom and cum all over her back.
The older guy moaned as he fucked deep into her throat and came inside her mouth. He pulled out, stroking her throat as she swallowed. The younger guy had licked his own cum off her back and was eagerly eating the woman out until she came again with a cry. As they all smiled and cleaned up and dressed Gia quietly passed on the path nearby, them clearly not having seen her peeking through the gap in the trees.
Gia was a little wet, the scene having turned her on immensely, she hadn't had sex in over 7 months, since her last breakup. She had always been a bit of a voyeur, but never felt safe enough to explore it with anyone else, or admit to it to a partner.
Her friend had told her to join Fab, but she was worried as she was single, and had never delved into that lifestyle. But after that sight she figured she would find a seat after the first mile and see what happened.
She sat on a bench and joined the website, it was basic, and she uploaded some pics she had taken. She felt all the naughty for doing so whilst she was sat outside, swinging was something she had never considered, but her friend had assured her that even singles would be spoiled by all the sexual experiences on offer.
She could never go to a club for it, far too shy to do so, and pretty sure she would run like a frightened fawn if openly invited to join a group in a club. But perhaps she could test the waters and see what was on offer.
She shared a seeking status, saying she was currently walking, and does anyone enjoy a bit of outdoor fun-a fantasy she had never fulfilled other than furtive fingering in the woods. In no time at all she was inundated with messages, and had to sort through loads that were no where nearby.
It was a mix, some she straight away felt were too impolite, too demanding, or just not her type. But there were some in between that intrigued her. Then a man in his fifties messaged her and said there was an influx of people in this valley today, some unofficial dogging meet had happened and now there were others having fun elsewhere. He invited her to his car, but she was a bit wary, so he said he would be by the lake if she wanted to chat, no pressure if not.
She got up and walked, spotting the carpark where some of the doggers still were, and watching a bit as a woman was fingering herself on the bonnet of a car as a few guys wanked nearby and watched her. She passed far from them, and saw a handsome silver fox of a man standing by the lake, he smiled as she neared, brief introductions, and a nod of yes please and he had pulled her into a small grouping of trees by the water.
He kissed her neck and stroked her all over, hiking up her dress and stroking her over her shorts as he bent her against a tree, she heard his zipper and felt his hot hard cock rubbing against the silky shorts and the damp spot from her wet pussy.
He groaned as he moved her hips, and thrust between her closed thighs, loving the feel of the shorts. He praised her, stroked her all over, hand delving to stroke her clit over the shorts as she moaned. Then she noticed a man nearby palming his crotch through his trousers, a particularly good stroke of the older man's fingers across her clit had her Cumming with a moan, dampening the shorts even more.
