Written by Mary & Peter

Fiction
12 Aug 2013


After a great fucking day with Peter on the Tuesday we 'bumped' into each other, in town, the following day. We each bought a mobile phone then headed out into the country for a little fun and frolics.

I'd taken a bag with 3 pairs of shoes inside and when we were in his car I explained that I thought, with luck and a fair wind we might be able to fuck standing up if I could find the right size heel. My skirt buttoned up the front, most of the buttons were undone by the time we reached the little woodland car-park, and my new knickers were in my handbag. Peter had full access to my pussy and he quickly discovered that I was now shaved and smooth. It had taken me an age to do it, after my husband left for work!

Peter said it was beautiful, well worth the effort and he would inspect it carefully, with his tongue at the earliest possible opportunity. Just the thought of his tongue exploring my pussy gave me a little cum.

There was only one other car in the car-park so we collected the odds and ends, locked up and set off down the trails. My skirt was flapping about as I walked and I knew Peter was enjoying the occasional views of my exposed pussy, so much so that we had only gone about 50 yards when he told me to 'stop, come here & get my cock out', which I did with great pleasure. I was wearing my flattest shoes and as I held his cock head against my pussy lips I realised that they were too flat. I put on the highest pair of heels, by no means stilettos. This time his cock head was perfectly placed to nuzzle the entrance to my wet pussy and it slipped in quite easily but Peter had to stand on tip-toes to make it work properly or improperly depending on your point of view .

The last pair, court shoes with a small, 1” heel. We stood close together and I rubbed his cock head against my clitty, pure heaven! Then between my pussy lips, utter bliss, then down, just a little and it slipped sweetly into my eager pussy then upwards. I pushed my hips forward and it went in further, Peter reached for my arse, under my skirt, exposing my bare legs and most of my arse and pulled me onto his cock. It went deep and true and I came! Just like that, no messing, one quick orgasm as I felt him slide deep into me.

We fucked, there on the woodland pathway in full view of the car-park, we could even see our car! Peter was pulling me onto his cock then I would ease away a little so that he could pull me on again. The angle was perfect and the positioning sublime, if I pulled back a little too far then his cock rubbed up between my pussy lips and against my clitty. I quickly discovered that raising my heels just a little I could feed his cock back down between my pussy lips and into my pussy where he pulled me close and slipped straight back where he belonged. Not only were our minds in perfect harmony but our bodies were also on our side and it didn't take very long at all until I let out a long, low, contented groan of deep satisfaction. My first full orgasm of the day. Peter's swiftly followed, as I said the angle was just soooo perfect.

The simple discovery that we could have a damn good fuck standing up has meant that, over the many years we have been together, we have been able to fuck in the most unexpected places. Realistically had we been forced to lie down every time we wanted to fuck then 1000's would have been the low 100's! No fun at all.

After he had filled me with his spunk I knelt down, quickly cleaned him up with my mouth and tongue and put him away. We carried on walking and I could feel his juice running down my inner thighs, delicious! My skirt still flapped as I walked and exposed my legs and frequently my pussy which didn't seem to bother me at all.

We walked for about 10 minutes, deeper into the wood when a pretty golden retriever ran up the path towards us, a man could be seen much further down the path. Peter asked if I wanted to do some of my buttons up and I asked him if he would prefer me to? He said no and when the dog reached us I squatted down to make a fuss of her. Of course the dog came between my knees and my opened skirt covered very little at all, only the dog between the rapidly arriving owner and my total lack of modesty. Peter was smiling hugely.

It's a well known fact that dogs are great at sniffing out sex and this beautiful goldie was no exception. Her head was soon between my thighs sniffing and licking. The owner arrived full of apologies for his dog's behaviour and I told him not to worry. Of course the dog then wanted to introduce her new playmate to her owner so she ran back and forth between us exposing me, covering me, exposing me, covering me. I was loving it, Peter was loving it, and it seemed the dog's owner was enjoying it also as he made absolutely no attempt to put the dog on the lead he was holding in his hand.

It had to happen, didn't it? Big, excited dog rushing around, me squatted down precariously balanced on my toes. I fell over, accidentally of course, flat on my back onto the grass beside the path, legs wide apart and the dog trying to lick the face off the front of my head. I couldn't possibly attempt to cover my modesty, could I? I played at trying to move the dog, without having any success, but it caused me to wriggle and squirm on the grass for a few minutes. Y'know, it's funny but neither of the gentlemen present made any immediate attempt to help me, fortunately!

Eventually the dog owner stepped forward, held out his hand and said he was 'very sorry about that'. And I said, 'was he, really?' And he smiled and said 'no, to be honest I thoroughly enjoyed the view and any chance of a repeat tomorrow?' And I smiled, sweetly. Peter asked him which way he was walking but, unfortunately he said that he had to get back to his car. I looked at Peter, who smiled encouragement, (it's uncanny how we understood each other, even in those very early days), so I gave the dog owner a quick kiss, told him 'maybe some other time', stroked the dog and told her I hoped we would meet again, soon.

Man and dog walked towards the car-park, both departing reluctantly I thought, and Peter and I continued our walk.

Peter said that he had enjoyed watching me flash my smooth pussy at the man and hoped I would make a habit of flashing. I snuggled up to him as we walked. Then he asked if I had wanted to man to walk with us and I asked if he would have minded if he did – he said 'no, that's why I asked which way he was going.' Then he said I was a very rude girl and that he suspected that I would have fucked him, given a chance. And again I asked him if he would have objected and he 'No way!' and that he would like to encourage it if it was OK with me?

I turned him round to face me, kissed him then knelt down, again, got his cock out, again, put it in my mouth and started to suck and stroke him hard, again. 'I'll take that as a yes then, he said! What a rude man.

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