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Lake District Holiday (part 1)

Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: nickitaylor, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

that felt like it went on for hours. We finally separated when we were approached by a middle aged man walking his greyhound. “Afternoon,” he said and walked on as I giggled. I reached out for Saul’s hand and gave it a squeeze. He looked down at me and smiled. “Hi,” Replied Saul without taking his eyes from mine. He tilted his head and leaned in to kiss me again. I felt weak at the knees, and leaned against the bridge for support. This time it was me who held Saul’s face in my hands as we kissed. There were no more men with dogs, nothing to distract this kiss and so it went on, and on. His tongue taking its turn to explore my mouth. I felt Saul’s hand caressing the curve of my waist, then sliding up my side. It was my turn to moan into his minty mouth. When his hand cupped my breast I took my mouth from him and gasped. From the look in his eye, he must have thought I was protesting--but he realised his error when I plunged back into our kiss. His caress became more urgent. He was pulling at my shirt; I felt his hand against my skin, sliding up my belly, finding my bra. I moaned again, and he understood this time; he pulled down the cup of my bra and I felt his fingers on my nipple. This time, I pulled away to gasp--feeling the pleasure and pain of his fingers pinching at my nipple, then mauling my breast. I was so horny I was about ready to fuck him right then and there. It was Saul’s turn to pull away this time. At least enough so that he could whisper. “Holy shit.” I just ... smiled. “You’ve got me so fucking horny.” I giggled. “You’ve not done so bad yourself!” I was dripping--but I wasn’t going to tell him that. But then above the sound of the stream we heard a shriek. It was coming from somewhere off in the woods--behind us, but not along the path. I took Saul by the hand and put my finger to my lips, then beckoned him to follow me. We made our way carefully, and as quietly as we could through the woods. Only a hundred yards away we could see human shapes moving. We went a little closer and I could see what I expected to see. It seemed Jen and Mike had followed us into the woods. Jen looked dishevelled; her shirt up, her tits swinging free, her trousers around her knees. She was bent down, holding a tree trunk for support being fucked from behind by Mike. With each thrust, she groaned; Mike held her by the waist, ramming his cock into her over and over again--his teeth bared as he fucked Jen hard. Jen was loving it. Groaning, biting her lip, trying to stifle another scream; pushing herself back onto Mike’s cock. “Yes,” she whispered, “Oh God, yes.” I turned to Saul, “Lucky old Mike,” I whispered. “And lucky old Jen.” Saul looked back at me and leaned in to kiss me again. Then something grey whizzed past my knees and on towards the lovers. When I looked over, I realised it was the greyhound, it’s lead trailing from its collar. It got to Mike and Jen and started jumping up, apparently excited. “Geordie!” We heard a shout from behind us. “Here, ...