We had been chatting for a while and Tim had mentioned dogging on more than one occasion. I had never tried it but, as I loved to be watched, it had a certain appeal to it for me.  Tim was a lot more experienced in the swinging scene than I was, as well as in other areas I was interested in exploring at that time, including the Dom/sub scene. He was a good 20 years older than me, very attractive and so easy to talk to. Now that we were finally meeting in person, I was so excited and couldn't stop thinking about the fun we could have going forward. We had intended to meet up in one of the services near Oxford for a coffee and a chat and depending on how we got on, a trip to the near by nature reserve was potentially on the cards. I had dressed in a skirt and blouse as Tim had asked and I so full of excitement and nerves that my black thong was already damp by the time he arrived. We had our coffees as we chatted, discussing our interests, experience and just generally getting to know each other. The more we talked, the more I knew I wanted him. It wasn't long before he suggested a trip to the nature reserve to show me the dogging spot he visited fairly regularly. It was around 6pm in October so not dark yet. As we drove up the long entrance road to the car park there were various dog walkers getting ready to leave, I was suddenly nervous but not sure what I was nervous of. We pulled into the car park and parked up as the last dog walkers left. Tim told me stories of his many dogging visits here, and as I sat in the car with him, I couldn't help but wish that I could experience some of them with him too.  As if sensing how I was feeling, Tim asked if I was damp. I laughed and said no, I had gone beyond damp and was now rather wet! He laughed too and asked if he could feel how wet I was. I smiled and told him, "of course you can" as I slid forward on the seat, pulled my skirt up and spread my legs for him. His fingers started to stroke the damp gusset on my thong before tugging the material to the side and then stroking the outside of my lips. After a few seconds he  slid a finger inside and found my clit, I let out of a sigh of contentment as he rubbed and pinched it then slid fis finger deep inside me.  As he probed and pleasured me, his movements were like magic and I wanted more, I slid forward a little more, bent my knees and lifted and opened my legs as wide as I could in the front seat of the car. Just as I reached to feel his cock, a white van pulled into the car park. The driver slowly made his way around to where we were parked and backed into a spot to the side and facing us so that he could see into the car.  My hands became clammy and I turned to look at Tim, starting to feel a little panicked and not sure what to do next. "Do you trust me?" Tim asked me, and as I looked at him I replied honestly that I did. "He's here to see if there's any dogging happening. Would you like him to watch us?" he asked, I nodded as a rush of nerves and excitement rushed through me. "I want you to do everything I say. I will look after you, don't worry, just let me lead you through this". Without another thought, I nodded and licked my lips, ready for whatever was going to happen next.

"Take off your blouse and bra", Tim instructed. I gave a sideways glance to the van at the side of us and did as I was told, dropping the discarded items of clothing in the footwell. "Now take off your skirt". Again I did as instructed and discarded the material with the other items. "Good girl, now remove your panties then hold them up and sniff them". I shuffled my bum on the seat as I pulled down my thong, dropping it to my ankles before picking it up and making a show of sniffing it. "Good girl, now lick the gusset", again, I did as I was told and licked the gusset of the panties slowly, tasting my juices on them. "That's it, yes, you are obedient aren't you". Just then, a red car pulled into the car park and parked on the other side of us facing the van. I couldn't see who was in the car and I looked at Tim for guidance on what to do, I was scared in case the police turned up but I didn't want to stop. "Open the door and step out of the car", butterflies started to flutter in my tummy at this but I didn't want to disappoint either of us so I did as I was told. I opened the door to his SUV and climbed out, stark naked bar for my knee high riding boots. Tim climbed out of the car and came around to join me. "Face the van, cup your breasts and massage them until I tell you to stop". Nervous but more excited and alive than I ever remember being, I did as I was told and made a show of playing with my 40DD boobs for the man in the van. His window opened and his head poked out to see better, I could see from the movement of his shoulders that he was already wanking. After a minute or so, Tim said, "Turn around and do the same for the car". I turned to face the red car and did the same again. "Now lean over the bonnet of my car and spread your legs for the van". I did as I was told, the bonnet still warm from the drive as my boobs splayed over the metal. I felt a sharp sting on my ass as Tim spanked me and I yelped. "Stay where you are", he said. I obeyed. "Good girl. Let's show him how wet you are". I felt Tim's fingers slip inside me and I licked my lips as I gasped, delight coursing through me. He probed me a couple of times with 2 fingers before pulling them out of me and reaching his hand around to slide them into my mouth to lick them clean. "Turn around and lay back on the bonnet", I did just that. "Open your legs wider and pull your pussy lips open", I did as I was told. I was aware of the cold breeze that was hitting my boobs and making my nipples hard was now hitting my clit and making it more sensitive. Tim stood to the side of me and pinched and slapped my clit before sliding 2 fingers deep inside me. His fingers were cold and I gasped with delight at the feeling.  He knelt down and started to suck my clit as his fingers continued to plunder my pussy, my juices starting to dribble down my thighs and his hand. "You are a good slut, aren't you" he said, I groaned in response and Tim's voice, now sharp as he pinched my nipple hard, said "you will answer me properly and address me as Master!". I was shocked but aroused and meekly replied, "yes Master", to which Tim smiled and nodded as his fingers resumed their work.

He pulled them out of me and told me to turn around and bend over the bonnet front of the bonnet again. "I'm going to fuck you now my dear, you will be a good slut and you will groan loudly so that the others may hear you enjoying yourself" he said. "Yes Master" I replied, feeling very self conscious now that I was in full sight of both vehicles, but so turned on I couldn't stop.  I heard his zip being undone and the rustle of fabric as he dropped his trouser and underwear. He nudged my legs further apart, took hold of my hips and guided his cock inside me. I groaned loudly, not needing to exaggerate the noise at all. "Does that feel good my precious slut?" he asked, "Are you enjoying my cock inside you?". "Oh yes, Master!" I replied, "I want it so much!". "Good girl" he crooned as he quickened his pace, the noise of skin slapping wet skin filling the cool evening air as I groaned loudly again and threw my head back in pleasure. I heard the noise of a door opening and my head spun in the direction of the sound. It was white van, the driver was climbing out, his cock in his hand as he stepped to the front of his vehicle to get a better view. As Tim pounded me hard, my boobs Swinging with each thrust, I gripped the edges of the bonnet and let out a long, loud growl as the orgasm ripped through me. I could hear Tim's breathing change as he too neared climax, then he suddenly pulled out of me and growled at me to turn around. I was confused but did as I was told, only realising as he pushed me down to kneel that he wasn't wearing a condom. He pushed his cock into my mouth, took hold of my hair and started to fuck my mouth, faster and faster. As my tongue teased his tip he let out a loud cry and emptied his warm, salty seed into my mouth. I swallowed every drop he have me and when he pulled back and freed himself from my mouth, I leaned forward and licked him clean. I went to stand up and he held out his hand to stop me. "Do you want to go a little further?" he asked, and looking up at him, he could see the conflict on my face and asked, "Do you trust me, my dear?". I nodded and smiled, admitting to myself that I did want this, very much. Tim nodded and motioned for the van driver to come over to us. He walked over, still with his hard cock in his hand and stopped in front if us. "This gentleman has waited patiently through your performance, I think you should thank him properly. Open your mouth my precious slut". Butterflies fluttered to life in my tummy as I leaned forward and told the man's cock in my hand. I guided it into my mouth and started to suck and tease it, flicking the tip with my tongue and running my tongue stud up and down his shaft. It wasn't long before he started to groan and I could feel his cock throb in my mouth. His warm seed gushed over my tongue and I swallowed it immediately, feeling so naughty and loving every second of it. He pulled out of me and stepped back as he thanked us, turning and walking back to his van as he put his cock away. He climbed into the drivers seat but stayed where he was and continued to watch us. I glanced at the red car to the other side and saw a man of around early 30s looking through his open side window. "That was very good my dear, you were so obedient. Did you enjoy your taster of the dogging scene?"  I smiled and replied, "yes Master", as I had been instructed to do but Tim just laughed and said, "your cold, get dressed and then you can me what you really thought of it, my dear. And if you enjoy being submissive to a Master". I thought about it as pulled my clothes out of the car and started to dress, noticing the white van leaving as I did so. Tim climbed into the drivers seat so I followled suit and climbed into the passenger seat and finally started to respond to his questions. "It was really good fun, but I was paranoid about who would pull up. And I'm not sure I'm overly comfortable yet with having a Master, that may need more thought". We chatted a bit longer about the whole experience and which bits I would want to explore more until we noticed it had gotten dark. The red car had finally just left and Tim said that we should leave too. As we drove around to the exit of the car park, I could see another car coming up towards us. As we turned out onto the road out I commented about them being a little late for the show, and at second the car was flodded with light. It took me second to realise that it wasn't headlights - as we drove on and I looked in the mirror, I saw the police car disappear into the now empty car park.