I'd had an idea that my other half, Jason, had got into dogging before we'd me but I wasn't unhappy when he suggested we give it a try. Our sex lives had become a bit predictable and I think we both needed something to brighten it up and so he introduced me to Pete, an friend of his in the music business. They worked near each other so I'd agreed to meet the guys at a bar in town. With building excitement I showered then I chose a tiny pair of shiny panties with wide loose legs and a silky blue dress in a thin cotton material with a loose top and a tie waist. I looked a my breasts in the mirror and decided that even if they weren’t as firm as they had been ten years before, that wouldn’t matter tonight. As I walked to the bar the balmy night breeze wafted through my clothes, and I felt the joy of being almost naked. Jason was waiting outside the bar and explained that Pete had called to say he'd got tied up in his studio and asked us to meet him there later. Jason and I decided to eat and set off for our favourite restaurant for dinner. After an unhurried dinner we walked to Pete's studio, both of us savouring the knowledge of what would happen next. Pete let us in, locked the doors behind us and led us to the main studio. Jason said he'd fix some drinks and left Pete and I standing looking at each other, both of us wondering what the next few minutes would bring. The studio had a large sofa on one side and without saying anything we both moved to it and sat down. I lay my handbag on the floor and turned to Pete. His face met mine and we kissed deeply. His hand grasped my buttocks, massaging them through the thin dress and silky panties. I put my hand between Pete’s legs and felt his knob growing hard and hot. Pete’s hand came from my buttocks and caressed my breast. My nipples, always sensitive sparked up and I let out an involuntary gasp. My hand was inside Pete’s trousers, his cock hot through the thin cotton of his pants. It felt hard and knobbly to my fingers, the ridges firm and vibrant. Just them Jason came back with the drinks. "Looks like you two won't be needing these for a bit. I'll leave them here," he said placig the drinks on a low table. "Carry on anyway, you look as if you were really getting to know each other." Pete had already discovered I wasn’t wearing a bra which made him more excited and I longed for him to take my tits out and kiss them and tease them with his tongue. On the other hand I felt slightly embarrassed that Jason was watching but Pete's hand caressing my breast overcame my concern. “Take my dress off” I asked, standing up. Pete undid the waist tie and gently lifted the dress up from my hips. My legs tingled as I felt the hem rising above my calf, then above my waist, until he finally lifted it over my head. I leaned down to pick it off the floor, and before I could rise up Pete had slipped his hands around me and cupped my breasts with his hands. My nipples tingled as he squeezed and pulled my tits in his hands and his breath was hot on my neck. Pete’s crotch was pressing against my buttocks and I could feel the warmth of his cock. I reached behind me and felt for his fly. Pete took a hand away from my breasts and pulled quickly at his belt, allowing his trousers to fall around his ankles. I knew I had to have Pete's cock in my hands and turned to face him. I pulled his pants to one side and grasped his thick, hard cock in my hand. The end was already wet and became even wetter as I began to wank him. Pete began to moan. “Jesus that’s good, Kay," said Pete still pulling at my tits. “I like what you’re doing too.” “You trying to make me come?” “No, just getting you hard for me, darling,” I said “How hard do I have to be?” asked Pete. “Like iron,” I said, “like fucking iron if you want to see to this.” I took his hand from my breast, opened my legs and pressed his fingers against my pussy, now warm and wet through the silk panties. “How’s that feel?” I asked him, not letting go of his cock. “Red hot,” he replied. “Better put out the fire then.” Jason said he'd told Pete how much I liked foreplay, and Pete dropped on to his knees in front of me. I held his head and pulled his face towards my pussy. His tongue pressed through the panties against the lips of my cunt. Pete’s hands pulled gently at the crotch of the panties and moved them to one side so his tongue was licking gently up and down my slit. I pressed his head harder against me, and parted my legs as his tongue darted in and out of my pussy, preparing my hole for his cock which would soon be making its own way inside me. I pushed my panties down, moving Pete away from my pussy for a moment, then sat slowly down on to the sofa. I raised my hand and pulled Pete’s pants down. His cock was a few inches from my face so leaning forward. Taking it into my mouth was the most natural thing in the world. It tasted salty and fresh. I pulled Pete’s foreskin back and licked around the bulging head. “Don’t make me come.” “Why not?” “Don’t you want it inside you?” he asked “Later,” I said, “just give me some cum.” I put hand round his cock and wanked him, firm and hard. Pete held my head as my tongue ran round the end of his cock, then suddenly, he came, his spunk bursting out of his prick in sharp jets, flooding my mouth and running down my face. I wanked him until he stopped shooting, then picked up his pants and wiped the spunk off my face. “That was good; now come down here beside me and get me ready,” I said, leaning back and drawing my legs up revealing my pussy, its lips now wide and wet. Pete leaned forward and, placing his hands on my breasts, began to lick my cunt, deep and wide. In no time at all, I felt my juices begin to run. I had my hands on his head, and pulled gently. He raised his face to me. I smiled and said, “It’s time. I need your cock up inside me.” Pete raised himself above me and I reached down for his cock, pulling the foreskin back and nestling the head between my pussy lips. Pete pushed forward and I raised my legs higher and once again I knew that wonderful sensation of cock sliding up inside my cunt. Pete drew back and allowed the head to touch the lips again. I pulled his buttocks towards me and again his cock slid up my passage like a hot rod into butter. “Harder,” I said, and Pete began to ram himself firmly into me. I met each push as firmly as he, and felt his balls bang against my upper legs. Inside I could feel my orgasm building, each shove of his prick, rippling up the side of my passage. Pete began to fuck me properly, our bodies slapping against each other at every shafting. Suddenly I knew I was coming. “Shoot it Pete, come on, shoot it up me, I coming.” “Really ready?” “Yes, don’t make me beg for it, for God’s sake, shoot!” I felt Pete’s cock pump inside my cunt, shooting his spunk into my pussy in powerful jets, warming my insides like boiling water, and then I was there, my whole body drawn into the most wonderful orgasm. We rested together kissing as the passion subsided, Pete's cock giving the occasion throb inside me. "What do you think Kay? Was he as good as I said he'd be?" asked Jason. I looked at Jason then at Pete smiling. "You both know the answer to that already, you randy sods." Pete slipped his now flaccid cock out and we lay beside each other, sipping the drinks which Jason passed us. "Why not give him the lot then?" said Jason to me. Pete looked up at Jason. "What's the lot for Christ's sake?" "Come on Pete, don't be coy," chided Jason. "Kay knows what I mean anyway." Pete turned to me. "Are you going to tell me?" I looked at Jason who smiled and nodded. "It's up to you Kay." I put my drink down and turned to Pete and took his glass and placed it beside mine. "Only if you can't guess," I said, taking his hand in mine and placing it on my bum. "Give me your finger," I said, pressing his middle finger into my hole. "Now imagine that's your cock," I said. Pete clearly understood what Jason had meant. "It's a bit tight." "We can see about that. Do you want to?" Pete kissed me in reply. I reached for my handbag and took out the tube of cream. I squeezed some on to my fingers and smeared it around my hole. Then I raised myself on my knees and Pete knelt close behind me, his cock hard as iron again, brushing against my bum cheeks as we positioned ourselves. I reached between my legs and took Pete's cock in my hand, leading the head to my creamy hole. "Now, slowly push." Pete's knob pressed against my hole and I concentrated on relaxing the muscle. His cock pressed against the walls of my hole, stretching me wide. Suddenly, with a little squelch of cream, the head was in and I leaned back slightly, feeling the ecstasy as Pete's cock slid up into my bum. I guessed Pete hadn't done much bum before because he paused and started to withdraw. "Don't go back, there's no need. There's all the space you need in there. Just shag me Pete, slow and deep." Pete did as I asked and made small, gentle shoves deep into my bum. As he withdrew it felt as if a vacuum was forming inside me then he'd push back in and the fire would burn again. Gradually I felt his prick grow even larger inside me and suddenly there he was, pumping his hot cum deep into me, flooding my insides as my orgasm flowed over me, one wave after another. That was just the first evening together, since then the three of us have become the closest of friends.