Our first Dog.

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Our first Dog.
Our First Dog.

After some seven year’s of marriage my wife Pat and I had enjoyed the usual gamut of sexual positions to the point of boredom, until she read an article in a magazine about dogging. As a result we tried sex in the car down a quiet lane, and after a tractor went by giving the farmer a view of Pat’s bare bottom, she was as randy as a steam engine for a week after. The second time we tried it a passing couple told us to fuck off or they would call the police. Nonetheless, the thought of what we had done gave us both a boost in bed.
While having her hair done, Pat heard a comment that so called “dirty so-and-so’s got together in their cars at a particular woodland spot for a bit of wife swapping. We knew the wood and went there for a walk one afternoon, and sure enough, in the car park we found tissues and a condom. We drove back several evenings kaçak bahis before we finally found another car parked there. It was still light and we could see the car was empty; but a man, probably in his early thirties, who came out of the trees stood glancing at us. He had his hands in his pockets and looked to be surreptitiously playing with himself. We debated whether to give him something to look at. We were both wound up and Pat wanted to put on a show for him. Imagining him arresting us for lewd behaviour, I was reluctant, but she was up for it and what Pat wants Pat gets.
She switched the interior light on and began unfastening her blouse. The man received the message and wandered over to the car. Pat excitedly pointed out that he was coming, and reclining her seat, opened her blouse. The man brazenly got his floppy cock out and stood next to the window playing perabet with it while watching her. I could see her hands shaking with excitement as she unhook her bra and revealed her breasts; and while they aren’t the biggest, her nipples were as erect as I had seen them.
The man’s cock became erect and I think I was as impressed by it as Pat was, and I have to admit, a little envious of her.
She hitched up her skirt and was vigorously rubbing her clitoris through her knickers when the man tapped on the window and asked if she was going to open it. She did and as if I didn’t exist, grabbed his cock and began sucking the thing. He put an arm inside the car, and while squeezing and fondling her breast, suggested it would be easier if she opened the door. Without hesitation she did, his trousers were unfastened and she was holding and sucking his cock like a perabet giriş hungry infant at its mothers breast.
After a while the man suddenly grabbed her head and began fucking her mouth hard and fast causing her to choke and cling on to him. I was alarmed but she gave no indication she wanted him to stop. After what was probably less than a minute he did stop, and pulling his ejaculating cock out of my wife’s mouth, asked her where she wanted it. A spurt slashed her neck and breasts but she gobbled and swallowed the rest with moans and grunts.
I watched her suck the young man’s cock dry and press her face against it and kiss and smell his balls; and then she told him she wanted him to fuck her; and taking off her skirt and knickers, she got out of the car, leaned on the seat and presented him with her bottom.
As he banged away she squeezed my hands and between moans, gasped that someone was fucking her.
The man eventually finished, and leaving my wife wrecked, disappeared. She made herself half descent and I drove her home where she demanded I fuck her before we were even through the door.

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