Pauline had arranged to meet Steve at a nearby pub one teatime. Sitting by herself in a quiet part of the pub, she wondered if she was doing the right thing. He seemed a nice guy and definitely had a very good imagination, sending her erotic stories that made her panties wet through just reading them. She had met Steve through a swingers site and although she had met a few blokes from there, they seemed mostly just interested in a quick shag and then on their way. She hoped Steve would be different – the lead up to the meet certainly made her hope so. After a few minutes, Steve arrived and getting himself and Pauline a drink sat down next to her. They made idle chit chat for a few minutes and when they had finished their drinks made arrangements to meet again in a few days time as they had agreed not to rush things. Steve walked Pauline to her car and asked to sit in to say goodbye. Once in the car they had another couple of minutes of nattering when Steve leant across and gave Pauline the lightest kiss on the cheek. Pauline tingled and after the shortest of pauses, leant back and kissed Steve. As they kissed, his tongue gently parted her lips as he French kissed her. Pauline thought it was nicely done so returned the favour. I think we had better find somewhere a little quieter said Steve, let’s go for a ride. Pauline nodded, and started the car up and drove out of the car park to a small country lane not far away. Once parked up in a secluded field entrance, they turned to each other and carried on where they had left off. Gently at first but as each second passed, their kissing became more and more passionate. Pauline had her hand on Steve’s thigh, more for support than anything else, but as she shifted position she inadvertently moved it to his crotch. Oops she thought, didn’t mean to do that, oh well never mind. Leaving it there for a couple of seconds, she immediately noticed what appeared to be a hardening cock under his trousers. She moved her hand away, not wanting to be quite that forward... The damage was done to Steve though. He had been fantasising about Pauline for a few days and her light touch was the trigger he needed. He gently placed a hand on her breast, fondling it gently, murmuring into Pauline’s ear as he played with her stiffening nipple as she responded to his attention. He started to undo her blouse and then with a deft movement leant behind and unclipped her bra, allowing her breasts to be lifted out in full view. Pauline was a little taken aback; she hadn’t done this sort of stuff since she was a teenager but, Oh boy! It felt good. As Steve nuzzled down onto her boobs he started to kiss her nipples, the aureole tightening as the nipples began to become firm and erect. Pauline felt oh so sexy, this stuff didn’t happen to her! Steve’s hand moved onto her thigh and rubbing gently up and down began to stray further upwards to her wet panties. Not sure what to do, Pauline adopted the ‘go for it approach’ and parted her legs slightly, allowing Steve to part her underwear as he began to knead her mons venus, inhabited by a lovely hairy undergrowth of curly hair. As he discovered her by now sodden vagina, he slipped a finger just inside, sliding it in and out, making Pauline writhe in her seat. Steve carried on, kissing her nipples, sliding his finger in and out of her soaking fanny. At that moment they heard the clip clop of a horse approach, so leaning back in their respective seats they waited as the 40 odd year old female rider rode past. As Steve looked over his shoulder he noticed Pauline shopping on the back seat. On top of the pile was a nice fat, long cucumber. He picked it out of the bag and turning to Pauline said, Mmmm, I see you like cucumber eh? Let’s see just how much then. Pauline smiled and said, Well actually I do rather like it, but generally I slice it... I think we had better get out of the car said Steve, I think it might be a little cramped for fun. Pauline nodded. I have a travel rug in the boot, let’s use that then. They both got out of the car and holding hands walked a little way into the field, away from any prying eyes. They lay down on the rug and Steve began to rub the outside of Pauline pants before lifting up her bottom and removing them, leaving her bare pussy on show. She leant over and started to kiss Steve again and moving her hand down undid his jeans, a task made a lot trickier by the huge stiff cock underneath. At last she got them undone and gazed at the unleashed penis, its purple head revealed by the foreskin pulling back, unable to contain the length and girth of its erect size. Wow thought Pauline as she grasped the thick shaft, her fingers barely encircling it. Leaning down she took the end in her mouth, tongue probing the glans already shiny with tautness, now shiny with her saliva. Steve undid Pauline’s skirt and lifting her leg, moved it across him until Pauline was straddling him, 69 style. Pauline continued to suck and tongue tease his cock as Steve began to explore her wetness with his tongue. He pushed his face tight into her pussy, his tongue as far in as possible, savouring the fragrant juices within. It was amazing. As he moved slightly he was able to concentrate on her clitoris, as hard and erect in its own way as his cock. She felt the first rush of an orgasm start to flood her pelvis and started to push down on Steve, willing him to kiss her harder. Sensing what was about to happen he moved Pauline off and asked her to kneel on all fours. She did so, her breasts hanging unfettered, her nether regions exposed, a slight breeze cooling the hot juices around her pussy. Steve moved around her rear and she felt something hard tease her labia and then slide in. It was the cucumber. Its unsliced said Steve, hope you like it... It felt huge. It was long and fat. Gently at first it moved further and further inside, filling up her love tunnel as it rhythmically massaged her G spot. All of a sudden there was a quiet cough. Ahem, went a ladies voice. Do you know you are trespassing? It was the horse riding lady. Her horse was tethered some way away, she having walked quietly across the meadow. I think to forgive this misdemeanour I am going to have to insist I help out this poor chap, whilst the driver is going to have to have a small punishment. Steve and Pauline looked at each other in amazement. What to do? There wasn’t much to say as the horse rider dropped her hat and jacket on the floor, revealing a well kept figure only partially hidden by a tight blouse and even tighter jodhpurs that were pulled up tightly around the crotch, parting her pussy lips below. She knelt down and before anyone could say anything had inserted the cucumber back inside Pauline’s shocked pussy. She moved it slower than Steve had, but just as far in, which was a long way. As she did so, Steve moved around to Pauline’s head and gently fed it into Pauline’s hungry mouth. All inhibitions by now long gone Pauline began to suck on that cock, tasting the first drops of salty precum. The rider picked up her short riding crop and began to gently rub it around Pauline’s bottom, then up and down the cleft of her ass. She started to tap with it, gently at first then slightly harder. Each time she did so, Pauline gave a slight start. This made her either take more of Steve’s cock or more cucumber depending on whether they were moving in and out of her. She felt her orgasm well up. Faster and faster it came. Faster and faster her breathing went, her chest flushing with exertion and pleasure. The tapping became harder on her ass, sending convulsions of pain, almost like an electric shock through her. Then Pauline felt something else. She just wanted to cum, it was almost unbearable, frustrating. She was hovering just an inch from orgasm but was not allowed to climax. It was the handle of the crop. It breached her anus. In and out to the same rhythm as the cucumber. OMG it felt good. A bit painful at first but it sent shudders of pleasure through her, enhancing the cucumber in her pussy. She started to cm when it all stopped again. Dammit thought Pauline, I can hardly bear this. I WANT TO CUM! she almost shouted to herself. Your turn at this end the horse rider said to Steve as she moved to Pauline’s face. Time for your forfeit. She slipped off her jodhpurs displaying a completely shaven pussy with large fleshy labia and a large clitoris pushing out of her cleft. She lay down, legs apart and made Pauline lower her head onto her mound. As she did so, she felt a hot hard cock slip inside her pussy, doggy style. It was Steve, ready to cum himself, his senses overloaded by this encounter. As he pushed into Pauline, her face was pushed hard up against the rider’s fanny. The rider squirmed and parting her lips, pushed the back of Pauline’s head down on her. Pauline began to suck the clit, a brand new experience for her it has to be said. Well in fact the previous ½ hour had been brand new! Steve was pummelling Pauline’s pussy, his cock ready to explode as it thrust ever harder and faster inside Pauline’s oh so eager wetness. She wasn’t really concentrating on the rider lady but all of a sudden felt her stiffen as she too began to cum. Paul was on the edge, faster and harder he drove into Pauline who in turn was sucking the clit faster and harder. All this conspired to make Pauline’s climax approach faster and harder. All of a sudden all three were on the plateau, teetering on the cliff edge of cumming. Three, two one whoooooor. Shuddering, shaking, tensing, panting they all came. Steve was spurting lots of hot creamy cum inside Pauline whilst for her part her orgasm took over her whole crotch area, her vagina pulsating whilst releasing lots of gushing that ran down her thighs. At the other end the rider held Pauline’s head firmly against her shaven crotch as she came, forcing Pauline to swallow her juices as they too flooded out of her. They remained there for a few moments, breathless, panting, eyes wide with pleasure. Steve withdrew his soaking cock and moved to Pauline’s head, allowing her to lick his sperm coated shaft. Rider lady insisted on helping orally clean Steve, who in turn greedily drank rider ladies perfumed juices before they both administered tongue cleaning to Pauline. They were all absolutely drained in more ways than one, but eventually, picking up their clothes they had scattered round got dressed. Rider lady walked back to her horse remarking that she always enjoyed a nice ride at this time of day if they were interested. Pauline looked at Steve with a smile.....