We were out walking in Somerset on sunny afternoon in late September, having planned to take some sexy pictures, after a trip lingerie shopping the day before. Sam was wearing her new one piece Ann Summers suit. I will try to describe it, it had 2 stretchy lacy panels at the front coming up over her plump breasts, open down the middle with gold eyelets either side with ribbon corseting down the front and a neck piece around her neck, and the bottom came down to a crotchless opening. Over it she was wearing a patterned thin top and black leggings and her cute white flat pumps. Her top only came down to just above her boobs, so the lingerie was visible, all smouldering innocence but bubbling naughtiness underneath, just how I liked her to dress. I was feeling pretty horny and excited just looking at her.

We left the car and started down a narrow lane from the village, then walking along a path by a small river, and came to a wider part where another path went off to the side, and we decided to take some pictures by a tree. We were just started when I spotted a middle aged couple walking along the path we'd just come along. Panicking, I quickly gave Sam her top and pretended to be taking pictures of the tree canopy, intently moving the camera angle around seemingly to get the best composition. Sam had quickly put her fleece over her sexy top and was stood waiting. I noticed they had stopped and were watching us, my heart pounded, had they seen Sam in her underwear? What if they started shouting or making a scene? We were about a mile away from civilisation, apart from a farm up on the hill, hidden by trees and bushes. "Very nice", the man said quietly. I froze. They came closer and I guess they were in their early sixties, her with quite a slim figure, medium brown hair and smiling eyes, him also quite svelte, both in walking clothes. "We have had some very nice 'walks' too." she said in a slightly husky well spoken voice, emphasising the word "walk", with a tinkle in her eye. I mumbled something about it being a nice spot, and Sam said "yes, just out for walk". Neither of them seemed particularly embarrassed and we prepared to walk on, Sam's fleece was still a bit open at the front and she had her top hanging out of her fleece pocket where she'd stuffed it. The lady walked forward to Sam and said "let me help you with that", and started to slowly (too slowly, or was that my imagination playing tricks) zip up her fleece, all the time smiling whilst Sam blushed, rooted to the spot. "I love your top, where did you get it?" Sam replied "Ann Summers, we had a look around town yesterday". She said she liked the material and could she feel it, Sam didn't mind, and she slid the zip down a bit and slipped her hand inside the material feeling the stretchy lace, near Sam's ample bosom, touching the gold eyelet, letting her fingers linger over one of the ribbons. I was now feeling a distinct frisson of excitement, my heart racing. "I'm Annabel" she said, this is "David". We introduced ourselves, and she said they hadn't been shopping for a while together, as she worked in town, whilst her husband was semi-retired and lived in the country where he worked. She said they used to enjoy looking at sexy lingerie together but these days she shopped for clothes alone except when her daughter was down from London. I could see he was flushing, probably not used to hearing his wife talking about this private life to complete strangers. I said, you should try and make time to go together, and how much we enjoyed our sexy shopping trips together. He moved closer to her and put his hand on her back, "yes, I think we should" he said, "I miss going with you", and I thought I detected the merest hint of a simper as he touched her. Sam said how much I liked seeing her trying on nice clothes and in particular high heels, and I could only nod blushing slightly. He said that Annabel used to wear high heels a lot, but she dresses for practicality now, but he loved how she looked when they went out somewhere special. I couldn't help noticing his hand moving lower when he said that last part. It must be touching her bottom now, she saw me looking and smiled coyly, then turned around to face him and kissed him, full and deep. "Don't mind us" she she gasped between kisses, "carry on with your pictures". I wasn't sure, but Sam proceeded to slip her fleece off, and I got the camera ready and directed Sam over by the tree where we were at first. She obliged and enacted some nice poses, occasionally kissing and her cheeks were soon flushed and she was breathing faster. As unbelievable as it sounds we totally forgot Annabel and David, in our excitement posing and taking pictures. Sam slipped her leggings down, showing off her ample bottom, when she bent over and I slipped my fingers into her pussy, so wet and slippery, working them back and forth, so juicy and Sam whimpered breathing heavily.

Suddenly we heard voices! No time to dress, we ducked down and went around some bushes. We heard someone say "I'm sure I heard people", then proceed to look at their map whilst we stood motionless. I was just in front of Annabel and I felt her hand on my side, feeling for my hand, still moist from Sam's juice. Startled, as she lifted my hand from my side and proceeded to lick and kiss my fingers, I stood there, my cock hard and twitching. Sam was just in front and eased back so she was against me, pushing into my hardness, and I put my other hand up and felt the lacy material and her erect nipple underneath. I circled it with my fingers and it was proud, the areole wrinkling slightly around it. Annabel was now finished with my fingers and put her hand under my shirt, moving gently over my hairy chest, up to my nipples, which were at attention. I was now so turned on I didn't think I could breath, my heart racing as her hand went lower, down to my trousers, where she slowly moved her hand between me and Sam, her touch on Sam's lacy lingerie and my cock. She caressed Sam's back and I felt, more than heard Sam moan slightly. David, meanwhile was to my left and the sight of Sam's hot breasts in her lingerie had a big effect on him. He moved his hand up over her other breast and fondled it, gently. Sam raised her hand and pulled his hand in closer rubbing it, trying to get him to cup and fondle her boob, which he did, and was surprised to find Sam quietly unzipping his trousers, feeling inside, finding his erect cock. She eased it out and into daylight, caressing it rhythmically. I could feel Annabel's body leaning into me, her breasts against my back. I longed to turn around and suck them but there was too much going on and I couldn't move, for fear of making a noise. Still they pored over the map but eventually after what felt like an age they they moved on, over the path to the other side of the valley, and their voices finally faded.

When they were out of earshot Annabel span me round and kissed me, her eager lips pressing with uncontrollable desire. At first taken aback with the force of her, I recovered and kissed her back trying to match her passion but I was knocked back a step anyway, then my hands found her waist and I wrapped my arms around her feeling for her bottom. Our kissing became more relaxed and sensual, her tongue deep inside me probing tenderly.

Meanwhile David, seeing his wife kissing someone else grabbed Sam, but before he could pull her into his arms Sam was down on him, sucking his cock hard, licking around his shaft, looking up at him with lustful eyes. Unable to control himself his hands on her shoulders massaging lacy material on her back, Sam's tongue squeezing the front of his cock and her fingers caressing his balls, he let go and came over her face, hot spunk shooting over her forehead and cheek, running down, which she proceeded to lick off, as he whimpered slumping down, looking over at Annabel for reassurance, guiltily, but she was busy elsewhere!

Sam was cleaning up but Annabel gestured to her to come over, and join her. Sam came up to us, and Annabel immediately leant into Sam, kissing, licking her husbands hot spunk from Sam's face; spunk and saliva exchanged between them greedily. I ran my hands casually over Sam's back, letting my fingers linger on her side, and the other hand undoing Annabel's shirt buttons, Annabel finished the job for me and slid her shirt down as far as it would go revealing her delicate white bra, I slid my hand inside the lacy material and found her soft lovely breast, which I explored teasing her nipple, whilst Sam watched, patiently letting me explore. We moved over to a large tree that must have come down in a storm recently, and I sat down on it, Sam moving with me, dropping down to her knees fumbling with my zip, pulling my trousers down around my ankles. She grabbed my pants and pulled them down over my cock and balls and started her tongue working around the end of my cock, which got harder still as Annabel snuggled up to Sam and reached around and fondled her tits, one hand sneaking inside the lacy material, teasing her nipple and nuzzling her neck. Sam threw her head back and relished in the moment, grabbing my cock and wanking me. David, not wanting to miss out came up behind Annabel, now kneeling behind Sam, eased her trousers down revealing her sensible white panties which he pulled down. Kneeling behind her he thrust his cock into her pussy, and all 3 were pushed towards me, Sam's grip tightening on my cock, Sam's face now close enough to kiss, I kissed her feeling her crashing into me with each thrust from David, Annabel's hand rubbing her boobs, the other slid down inside her sexy suit, into her dripping wet hole. This amazing view and seeing Sam's face in ecstasy was too much and my cock erupted onto her hand and onto her underwear. I shuddered and moaned as my cock continued to twitch in Sam's warm hand, still wanking and squeezing every bit of cum out. I carried on kissing and licking Sam's lips and tongue. I sat watching Annabel's hands caressing every inch of Sam's body in her suit, whilst she was pumped from behind by David. I lowered myself down so I could reach Sam's drenched pussy and pushed my fingers deep inside, working back and forth in time to David's thrusts and Sam soon reached a climax moaning loudly, small spurts of urine squirting over me. I plunged my sticky fingers into Annabel's mouth and she greedily sucked them clean of Sam's pussy juice. David came again soon, his wife's vagina dripping with his cum, and all of us now breathless and exhausted.

We all tidied ourselves up as best we could and went our separate ways, hardly saying a word, leaving just heaving chests and memories of an amazing experience to be cherished and recounted in hushed tones in more intimate surroundings than this ancient secluded footpath. Never to meet again. A least that's how it might have been. As we left, David, slipped a business card into my hand, with a whispered "Belle hasn't been like this for years! Thank you." They strode off in the direction of the stream, and we started to retrace our steps back the way we'd come, ready for a good meal.