It was a beautifully warm, sunny day. Em and I were tired from all the work we had done around the house, and were out for a drive. Stopping for an ice cream at the local drive-in seemed the perfect thing to do. Having made our purchases, we sat in my car enjoying them while we people-watched.
Ahead of us, I saw the back of a van, the driver's door open, with a young fellow sitting in the driver's seat with his leg partway out of the car. A young woman, dressed in a loose top and skirt, sat on his leg, one arm on the car door as she chatted with the female passenger in the next car.
His hand was clearly on her boob, holding and fondling it, though his head was turned away in another conversation. They both appeared quite relaxed and comfortable with what was effectively a fairly public display of sexual activity.
Then his hand moved down, slipped under her top, and went back up. The fondling continued, now much more intimately, his hand moving from boob to boob as he touched, held, squeezed, massaged. Even so, they both continued their animated conversations.
He seemed to tire of that, and withdrew his hand. Instead of going back to fondling her boob on the outside, however, he rested it on the inside of her knee, then began sliding his hand up under her skirt.
The young woman laughed, turned from her conversation with the woman in the other car, and looked down at her partner's hand disappearing under her skirt. She laughed again, then spread her legs a bit, and shifted her hips forward, clearly giving him greater access to her intimate parts. Then she turned, completely naturally, back to the woman she was talking with and continued the conversation. Her partner's arm continued its movement, now clearly stroking and probing.
I turned to Em, indicated the couple in the van, and asked "So what do you think?"
She watched for a moment, saw the young woman's hips move and shift, smiled and said "I think someone is about to get fucked."
"Always a pleasant thing", I said.
We had about finished our ice creams when the young man withdrew his arm. The young woman got up, went around the van, and climbed in. A moment later, the van started, backed out, and drove away.
We finished our ice creams as they drove down the street. Those done, I started my car, and pulled out onto the street some distance behind them. At one point they turned off, onto a street I knew well. That turn gave me a good indication of where they were going. They were headed toward a lake which doubled as the town's water supply.
I went by their turn, and turned down the next street. It took us to the opposite side of the narrow end of the lake. I watched as their van came to a stop on the other side, facing the road and away from us, trees hiding them from the road they had driven down.
I drove up to some trees on the other side of the lake, turned toward them, and stopped. Through a break in the trees, we could see their van, close enough to see major movement, but too far away to see any detail.
Em said with a grin, "Too bad we don't have a telescope!"
I reached into the back seat, and pulled out my birding binoculars, handing them to her. "Well," I said, "we don't have a telescope. But will these do?"
"Wow!", she exclaimed, "I'm impressed. You come prepared." She laughed, took them, and held them to her eyes. "These are STRONG!" she said. "I can see every detail."
A moment later the couple got out of the van and walked to the back, where he opened the doors. He hoisted her up, sat her on a large cushion placed there, and laid her back, her legs dangling out and down. Then he lifted her skirt.
"Oohh!" said Em, looking through the binoculars. "Nice!"
"What is it?" I asked.
"She's not wearing any underwear", Em said, smiling, "and her pussy is as bare and smooth as a baby's bottom."
We watched as he knelt between her legs. He leaned forward, and buried his face between her legs. "Ooohh!" said Em. "Lucky girl!"
I put my arm around Em, rested my hand on her boob. She gave a little murmur of satisfaction.
I could see general movements, while Em could see detail. She watched as the young woman's head began by facing the young man, then fell back, mouth open and eyes closed as his tongue worked his magic on her. "She's really loving this," Em said. "Her face is getting that totally lustful look. She's in heaven."
I watched as the young woman's legs spread wide, then closed around his head, then spread wide again, over and over. Her hands reached down to pull his head tighter against her cunt, pressing him hard against her. Suddenly her legs folded around his back, and her body convulsed.
"That was a good one!" said Em with a grin. "A real toe-curler."
He continued his assault on her cunt, his head moving, her legs spreading and closing. Then he reached under her top, flipped it up, and took hold of her boobs.
"Wow!" said Em. "Have a look at those. You'll love them!" She handed me the binoculars. "They are, in your words, a gorgeous pair of tits!"
I put them to my eyes, focused, and took in the sight. Em was right. This young woman had magnificent boobs, not huge, but substantial, full, round, firm, with gorgeous nipples standing tall and proud.
I watched as he held them, played with them. Then he squeezed them, and pulled them, hard, his tongue still buried in her cunt.
Her reaction was instantaneous. Her hands grabbed the cushion, her legs flew up in the air, her whole body went into spasm, as she bucked and twisted.
"That was terrific" I said, as I handed the binoculars back to Em. "She really came hard!"
As soon as the young woman had calmed down a bit, he rose from between her legs, and dropped his trousers. His cock sprang out.
Em, once again looking through the binoculars, said "Oohh, he has a beautiful cock!" Then "Hopefully he's as good with it as he has been with his tongue."