Many years ago I met a lady friend in some woods near Croydon, usually very quiet during the day. We kissed and cuddled in the car for a few minutes, but with comings and goings it was a bit public, so we made our way seperately to a small clearing well away from the car park. Having spresd my coat on the ground, we got down to some serious petting, followed by the ritual removal of most of our clothes. Just as C had eased my rampant cock from my pants, we heard a noise nearby....sure enough the local paul pry was lurking just through the bushes; an older guy, but well dressed. I was all for telling him to ******-off, but C said 'Call his bluff - ask him to come and join us!' My first instinct was to argue, but C is a miscievous bitch and I knew she probably meant it. 'Ok, lover, if you're sure...' So that's how we ended up with C and I near-naked in a 69 with Mr.X kneeling beside us making free with C's tits and my bum, his own substantial todger free of it's undies and bouncing tantalisingly close to C's face. Yes, of course she sucked it, and after just a few minutes he delivered a huge wad of hot spunk in her mouth and over her face and hair. This was too much for me....turning her over on all-fours I sank my cock into her moist cunt and after just a few thrusts blew my load deep indide her, the mandatory condom forgotten. Where I had expected our anonymous participant to vanish as soon as he had cum, well....wrong again, he had soon wanked his tool into full song, and using some of my spunk from her vagina lubed her arsehole before easing his manhood into her (as I was to observe) commodious rectal muscle...having never been invited there before I was surprised just how easily his purple head vanished into her, until only his shaven balls were visible. Then the climax....she moaned as I have never heard her moan before, and shuddered just before he tensed and shot his load inside her, pulling out only when his glistening cock subsided. He buttoned-up, kissed C full on the lips, then vanished. Me? I still get a hard-on thinking about it, and just wish someone could have videod it. As for C, my indiscretion with the condom caused a degree of mistrust, and I'm still hoping for a way back. If Mr.X is reading this (you were about 45-50 and a gent), thanks for an afternoon with a difference....I would'nt mind meeting you again!