1. Walking To Sex


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: likekissingthighs, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    and pants. ‘Hey! No peeking,’ she said jokingly. As I stood waiting, I could hear her pee hitting the ground. My penis began to stir in my shorts. From behind the tree she called out, ‘You wouldn’t have any tissues in your bag, would you?’ ‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘Pass them over but keep your eyes closed,’ she said. ‘OK,’ I laughed. As I approached her, Faye stood up with her shorts and panties around her ankles. I could see her pubic mound just underneath the hem of her t-shirt. ‘Hey! I said no peeking,’ Faye exclaimed in a manner that indicated she wasn't really offering any objection. ‘Sorry, it is difficult to see where I am going with my eyes closed. Knowing my luck, I would walk into a tree and knock myself out,’ I said. We both laughed. I handed Faye the tissues, she took one from the packet and wiped herself in front of me. I said, ‘While we are here, I will have a pee. No peeking.’ We both laughed, as I undid my fly and removed my semi-erect penis from my pants. I relieved myself behind a tree. We finished off and headed back to the trail. We tried to catch the rest of the group. As we walked, Faye took hold of my hand. ‘That’s a bit forward,’ I said jokingly. ‘Well you have seen me with my pants down and it’s not even a first date,' she said jokily. I put my arm around her shoulders and hugged her. At the end of the day, we were all sat in the bar drinking and chatting before dinner. At dinner I sat opposite Faye and next to another woman, called Ruth. Ruth said, ‘You two ...
    seem to be getting on well, did you know each other before you got here?’ ‘No. We just seem to share the same sense of humour. You know how it is in a group like this,’ I replied. The three of us chatted about the day's walk. I mentioned that now I had sat down, my calves were aching. Faye said, 'I have some aromatherapy oils in my room, which should relieve your aches and pains. Come to my room after dinner and I will massage them for you.’ ‘That sounds like an offer I can’t refuse,’ I said. After a slow dinner and a few glasses of wine, Faye said to me, 'Go and put a pair of shorts on and then come to my room.’ I set off to change into a pair of athletic shorts that I used as swimming trucks and then headed up a floor to Faye’s room. I knocked on the door and a call of ' it’s open' followed. I walked into the room. Faye greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and handed me a glass of wine, which I gratefully accepted. 'Lay on the bed face down and I will massage your aching calf muscles,’ she said. I lay on the bed face down as requested and Faye sat on the side of the bed, level with my hips. ‘What do you fancy Raspberry Soother or Relaxing Cucumber and Aloe Vera,’ she enquired. ‘I like the sound of raspberry,’ I laughed. She poured some oil along the length of my left calf and with one hand spread it thinly over my skin. Faye then repeated the process on my right calf. She then proceeded to massage my calf muscles, digging her thumbs in quite firmly, as she moved along their ...
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