Authors note:
I had written this story some time ago but was unsure whether it was worth submitting, but here goes. My previous stories have been all fiction and are probably a better read. This is an accurate and true account of what happened many years ago when I was young and silly, but what transpired is firmly and accurately etched into my brain right down to the dialogue. Only names have been changed. There were two significant consequences that resulted after this day. The first was that I lost a good friend, and even after all these years, I doubt if he would give me the time of day if we passed each other in the street. It was a good lesson learned at an early age. The second thing was that it was the first time I had watched anyone else have sex, and I found it amazingly exciting. Since then, I've been lucky enough to participate in group sex on three occasions, mostly through my own manipulation of opportune situations. (I suppose those could be another story if there's any interest.) Meeting my wife certainly curtailed any further group activities, but luckily not my imagination. Anyway, good reading and I'd appreciate any feedback.
Regards
Bazzza
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Mike and I had known each other since we were kids. We grew up in the same area and went to the same schools but didn't become good friends until we began apprenticeships with the same company. We shared the same interests, namely rock music, fast cars and fast girls. The music and cars were easy enough to come by, but the fast girls were more than a little difficult. We were just two average teenagers with a great outlook on life. At every given opportunity we laughed, made fun at the world and each other, nothing or anyone was sacred. Girls seemed to like our easy going approach and enjoyed mucking around with us, especially as we were always up to some sort of mischief.
Mike first met Angie through family friends and after a short time they started dating. The only drawback was that she lived an hour's drive away on the other side of town. This didn't slow Mike down one bit, with the exception of the substantial petrol bill driving across town several times a week. But Angie was well worth it; she was tall and cute with long dark straight hair that fell to her shoulders in a page boy cut. She had a shapely teenage figure with small breasts, a narrow waist and long shapely legs. Like Mike and I, Angie also had a great sense of humour and a desire to have fun. A week after Mike and Angie got together, Angie introduced me to one of her friends. Initially Kelly and I got on pretty well, it wasn't love at first sight, but we were content to see each other while Mike and Angie were dating. Kelly was attractive enough and promiscuous by nature. With the four of us still living in our respective homes with family, the sex angle was a bit difficult. If we were lucky and Angie's or Kelly's parents were out, we would sneak in and have the luxury of a bed or two.
In the most part, we were reduced to sex in the either my or Mikes car. For privacy we would string a blanket between the front and back seats by jamming it in the front of the windows of the rear doors. The blanket would hang from the roof down to floor just behind the front seat, and there was no way to see what was happening on the other side. With the radio tuned to a rock station, it provided enough privacy for all of us to feel comfortable. Mike and I would take turns driving over to the girls. Unfortunately, the driver got the front seat and had to contend with the steering wheel and other obstacles like the gear stick. Sex with Kelly was okay and while she was willing enough, she wasn't exactly imaginative. It was usually a quick removal of her dress or jeans and panties, then the pulling up of her top half to reveal her ample breasts. It was then a quick condomed romp in the missionary position across the front or rear seat. As the weeks past, Kelly and I drifted emotionally apart and it was more convenience dating and sex than anything else.
The bond between Angie and Kelly were their horses that grazed in the same paddock on the outskirts of town. The paddock had two gates, one close to a busy road, and another that was accessed from a driveway off a quiet dead end road on the opposite side. It was at the end of this driveway that we used as a park-up spot. It was a perfect place as the driveway wound upwards from the road, from the top we could see if anyone else was coming up and would give us ample time to get our clothes back on. However, in all the times we used the spot we were never disturbed once.
I have to admit that I always quite fancied Angie myself; she was smutty, cheeky and full of fun. She mostly wore tight jeans or shirt skirts showing tanned and shapely legs. One of the things I noticed about Angie was that she didn't seem to be particularly affectionate, even where Mike was concerned. She didn't want to hold hands, or hug and kiss or anything like that, but she was quite happy to have sex with him at every opportunity. From what Mike told me, and what I knew what was going on behind the blanket, Angie was both adventurous and demanding when it came to sex.
Whenever possible I would gaze over Angie's voluptuous form, twice she caught me looking up her skirt. The first time she was climbing stairs in front of me, when she looked down and caught me, she lifted the skirt briefly up giving me a flash of her panties and laughed at my embarrassment. The second time was when she was riding her horse while wearing a shortish skirt. Mike was getting something from the car while I was sitting on a wooden gate. Angie walked her horse close to me so I could pat it. I stepped down and patted it on the neck; from where I was standing I got a perfect view up her skirt and between her saddle parted thighs. Wearing sunglasses, I thought I was safe sneaking a look at her green panties. Not so, she asked me if I wanted a good look and lifted her skirt up even further after making sure Mike wasn't looking. Again she laughed at my obvious embarrassment before kicking the horse into a canter away from me. Mind you, the glimpse of her panties and thighs were well worth it and just seemed like a bit of harmless fun at the time.
On a Sunday afternoon, Mike and I had arranged to pick up the girls. We picked up Angie first but when we got to Kelly's place, she either wasn't allowed or didn't want to come with us. So Mike, Angie and I drove out to the beach and spent the afternoon walking around the rocks and along the sand dunes. Getting towards late autumn, it was too cold for a swim but we still had a good time. When it was time to go, I was sitting in the driver's seat while Angie and Mike were in discussion outside. After a minute or so, Angie got in and slid across the seat close to me while Mike got in beside her. Angie was grinning about something; then Mike suggested that they wanted to go for a park-up. It would only be a quickie he reassured me. Angie asked me if I minded, but being a good friend I told them it wouldn't be a problem. Truth was, they were going to fuck each other stupid, and I was going to go home frustrated. It only took twenty minutes to get to our park-up spot and as I negotiated the driveway, the heavens opened and torrential rain lashed the car. This dashed my idea of going for a walk while Angie and Mike did the deed, I was going to have to sit in the car and wait.
Seconds after parking the car, Angie and Mike slid over into the back seat and the security blanket was soon in place. I turned the radio on and settled back in the driver's seat. The bench seat of my car had an arm rest set in the centre which I pulled down for a bit of extra comfort It was then I noticed that the blanket hadn't fallen down all the way down behind the front seat to the floor of the car. Looking through the gap, I had a perfect view of the bottom half of Angie sitting diagonally across from me on the back seat. If my memory serves me right, it would have been around 4 p.m. and the daylight was good enough for me to see exactly what was going on. From the angle she was sitting, I could tell that she and Mike were kissing. Her legs were slightly parted and I could clearly see her dark blue panties under her skirt. I watched intently as Mikes hand came into view firstly on her knee and then moved upwards. Angie welcomed his hand by opening her legs and within seconds he was stroking her pussy through her panties. By this time, Angie had spread her thighs wide and was moving her pelvis against the action of his hand. This carried on for a short time, then Mike slid his hand down the front of her panties, I could see his hand moving under the sheer material.
The option of looking away never occurred to me and my erection was now straining against my jeans. Angie's hands appeared and lifted the bottom of her skirt up to her waist; she then rolled the sides of her panties down her thighs and lifted each leg to slip them over her ankles. Her thighs opened again and I caught a glimpse of thick dark curly hair before Mike's hand reappeared. I watched as he stroked her pussy, and from the movement of Angie's pelvis, it was obvious that he had a finger inside her. This carried on for a short time until Mike removed his hand and I suspect he was taking his clothes off. Angie's started to slowly rub her pussy with just two fingers and giving me a perfect view. She had trimmed her dark bush into a neat triangle which contrasted with her pale skin of her panty line and the deep tan of her sun tanned legs. I also got a good view of the pink lips of her glistening pussy as her fingers slowly stroked her clitoris. Angie then slid down onto her back on the rear seat.
Again I could only see from the waist down as her head and shoulders now lay behind the driver's seat and me. She spread her thighs wide as Mike appeared and manoeuvred himself over her. His hard cock was encased in a cream coloured condom which quickly disappeared between her thighs. Her hand appeared and was no doubt guiding his cock to her pussy as she raised her hips from the seat to receive him. From the look of the action, Mike must have slid all the way in on the first push. Angie slowly lowered herself back on the seat and wrapped her legs around Mike's buttocks and began to move her hips against him. I watched for a few minutes before guilt set in and I turned away to stare out the windscreen. The torrential rain had stopped and the sun had now reappeared. Sitting listening to the radio I waited for the activity in the back to end at the same willing my erection to disappear.
Minutes later, Mike's head appeared through the side of blanket, "Angie feels sorry for you. She wants to know if you want a turn."
It took a second or two to realise what was on offer, I could tell from the tone in Mike's voice that he wasn't too pleased. Mike was a good friend, but I had also a bit of a crush on Angie. Rightly or wrongly, it didn't take more than a second to say yes. Mike and I got out of the car to change places; I couldn't look him in the eye as I eagerly got into the back seat. Angie was sitting on the other side of the seat waiting for me. Her skirt had been pulled down to mid thigh and she was still wearing her tee shirt, her blue panties were still on the floor. She grinned over at me as I slid closer across the wide seat.
"Are you okay with this?" I asked just to make sure. I didn't want to do this if there were any repercussions.
"Sure, it was my idea." Angie replied.
I sat there unsure what to do next with the exception of pulling the blanket down over the gap of the armrest. I had no intention of putting a show on for Mike.
"Just a quickie, okay?" she added.
I nodded.
"Well, hurry up and get your gear off." she ordered.
Angie, clearly amused, watched me nervously undress taking great interest in my equipment as I removed my jeans. She watched intently as I removed a condom, which was originally destined for Kelly, from my wallet. I opened it and then rolled it over my rigid cock. Angie then took the initiative. Kneeling beside me, she pulled her skirt up, lifted a leg over me and sat on my lap facing me. Shuffling forward, and taking my cock, Angie guided it between her thighs. She rubbed it up and down her slippery lips a few times to lubricate the condom and then settled down on it. Even with the condom, it was warm wet, tight and fantastic as she moved slowly up and down the length of my cock. She placed her arms around my neck and leaned forward so that her head was next to mine.
"I knew you were watching." she whispered in my ear.
"Sorry."
"Don't be, I liked it." she reassured me.
"Mmmmm, you've got a nice cock." she said after a short time and then kissed me on the cheek.
Feeling a bit more confident with the situation, I began to run my hands over her smooth thighs and buttocks. Moving upwards, I caressed the sides of her breasts, Angie responded by leaning back allowing my hands under her tee shirt. She clearly liked this and pulled it over her head revealing her bare breasts. They were smallish, but pert with small erect nipples. A fading tan line reached just above the nipples and from there down they were milky white. After getting a good eyeful and a fondle, I pulled her close so that I could suck on one of them.
