I loved to walk and take photographs ... but I always had an eye on something more fun.
I was having a day to myself, a long walk and had stopped to take some pictures when I noticed people coming my way. I moved to the side so they could pass and get back to taking pics. It was a couple, a guy and, I assumed, his wife. They seemed, to me, to be tourists – she was dark haired, stern looking, 50’s and as she passed said “Thank you” in a German accent. I thought nothing of it, but turned as they passed to take another look and was rewarded by seeing that she wearing a pair of extremely tight running leggings which hugged and contoured the most fine looking rear, shapely and firm with a hint of softness. The swing of those cheeks and the lack of VPL, seemed to point to the fabric caressing bare flesh. I always get a semi when I see this – my mind filled with the dirtiest thoughts.
I went back to my photography but caught up with them about 30 minutes later, they were on the other side of a field heading into a wood. I considered speeding up and following behind her, having a bit of a perve at those wonderful cheeks in movement. But thought better of it. Yes, that was a splendid arse, but she was with her hubby and had seemed a little sour and off-hand, was it really worth the effort I wondered?
I walked through the woods and as I was coming to the edge noticed hubby on his own, looking awkward. No sign of the ‘rear’ But then I twigged, clearly he was keeping some form of guard. She must be having a pee, I thought. This was my chance, if I could find her, ‘innocently’ passing by and getting an ‘accidental’ peek. I cut through to the vicinity of where she might be, unseen by hubby ( who was looking in the other direction anyway) and misjudged it completely… I almost stumbled into her, squatting, running leggings and black thong around her ankles. She looked me straight in the eye, clearly shocked, but rather than shout out or hide just stood bolt up right. Well. What a view. A neatly trimmed, dark bush, plump labia and the most incredible legs, long, slender and toned. I couldn’t really help myself and stood there staring, transfixed at her splendid womanhood when decorum says I should probably have averted my eyes.
That’s it – I thought – I’m done for – there’s going to be a scream at least, perhaps a slap. But to my surprise her face turned from shock to a naughty, minx-like wickedness. She slipped her hand between her legs ran her fingers down between her pussy lips, parting them around her slender digits, then presented me with her hand ‘ Look how wet you’ve made me now, ‘ - I smiled - ‘... you need to do something about this’ - to be honest I wasn’t sure what she meant, wet from the wee or from me looking? And how was I going to sort that out?
She took a quick peek over in the general direction of hubby, making sure he couldn't see us, then bent and slipped her shoe, trouser leg and knickers off one leg over her foot. She stood upright, and I got an incredible view of her arse. And what a sight it was – firm, tan lined, with dark, very fine, downy hair. It wasn’t long before she was instructing me again. She raised her leg up onto a small tree trunk that had ( very conveniently) been chopped low, about two foot off the ground, turned her head to me and said: ‘ Get your face in here and clean me up and make it quick’ reaching back she took a cheek in each of her hands and spread her arse wide open.
There is nothing quite as spectacular as the sight of a spread arse, puckered hole open, cunt open, lips parted. Her plump labia were dangling lusciously and glisteningly moist and I wasn’t going to be asked twice. Dropping to both knees I pushed my face into her perfection, my nose probing into her ass as my tongue parted those wet lips and this was rewarded with the mixed heavenly taste of her pussy and her wetness. My tongue extended and pushed inside – she was so so wet and hot. As I pushed in deep she let out a low moaning ‘yah’ I licked between cunt and ass and clit – but as I was behind her and below it wasn’t that easy to get to her swollen bud and she sensed this – next thing I know I’m feeling her fingers in a frenzied side to side movement over my chin as she starts to frig her clit like a thing possessed, she was in a rush.
It lasted less that a couple minutes this – obviously in need of some desperate attention she fingered herself deftly to orgasm as I helped her along with my tongue. As she came her whole body tightened, muscles tensed, breath sucked in and held and then a violent shudder – I probed deep into her ass with my tongue as her first contraction ripped through her body and this had the effect of making her buckle over in pleasure. She reached back and pushed my head and tongue out and as I moved back I could see her pussy dripping with juices.
Well, fuck me, I was hard by then. You know what it’s like - where you’ve just been used by a woman for her own means – no pleasantries or consideration to you – it’s so damn sexy. I had one of those hard-ons when you feel the slightest of touches would cause you to shoot your load – but I was determined to get this ragingly hard cock into that dripping, soft cunt.
I pulled at my belt, trousers, pants and freed the beast. But she turned to me looking a little shocked again ‘ nine – I mean no – you don’t get to fuck me’ It was very obvious; the look of crest-fallen misery in my eyes, she laughed a little then moved in so her lips were against my ear
‘ You naughty fucker – it was supposed to just be my fun’ , I felt her hand wrap around my swollen member from below - like she was holding onto a door handle …
‘ What a shame you’ll never get to feel the wet silkiness of my tight cunt around your cock ‘ a hard tug on my dick followed and a push back so my foreskin was almost painfully stretched. I looked down - my cock was so hard and my bell end swollen and shiningly tight - if I say so myself, it was looking good. She seemed to notice, she hissed into my ear:
‘ My pussy would have creamed that shaft up beautifully – and when it was white, sticky and wet with me – I’d have let you slip it into my tightest hole – I love it in there - but you’d never last a minute there, pervert'
As she said this she poked her tongue into my ear and then nipped my earlobe with her teeth, I could hold out no longer . My cock twitched, she pulled back hard, again, knowing I was there and my balls emptied – arcs of thick semen flew out over the foliage – I hadn’t come so much or so hard for years …
Before I knew it she’d sorted herself out, and was off leaving me with a used, almost sore, cock and my trousers and pants around my ankles. She was off without another word. The whole episode had lasted perhaps 10 minutes at the very most. I sorted myself out quickly. I straightened up and left. As I turned the corner I saw her a little way off with hubby tugging up her running bottoms – clearly arranging herself – hubby, none the wiser. She looked over her shoulder – put the back of her hand to her mouth and licked it raising her eyebrows at me … perhaps the foliage hadn’t got all of that load after all.