Diary of a Cougar: 12> A picnic in the park
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Chris-t6290

Although I didn't enquire more, of what I concluded from Shayla's demeanour, was another sexually charged session with her former students, I did, however, encourage, more than pester, her for their phone number; Shayla eventually ceding to my plea and giving me Eric's mobile to call.

"Hello, Eric," I said, in my buoyant voice, before introducing myself and explaining to him how I got his phone number.

"You sound quite sexy, Rachel," he rejoined, before enquiring why I had in fact called him, or more to the point them - Nathan and Eric.

Having done so, and more importantly gotten to the issue of them and me hooking up, he rather took me aback with his suggestion. In my concentrative enjoyment of what happened between Shayla and them, I'd forgotten their attraction to her, when she was being subtly exhibitionistic, which is what was expected from me. Thinking it over for a moment or two, I minded myself that I would be trying something new; nevertheless, I subsequently agreed to the pairs expectations.

Going onto congratulate me, on what he saw was a wise choice on my part, Eric then explained: what I was to wear, where to meet them (a local recreation park), and what I was to do - exhibitionistically.

After I had ended the call I suddenly realised that, apart from Shayla's vague description, I had no idea what either one looked like.

‘Oh well, look's as if it's a blind date, of sorts,' I mussed, thankful that Eric had been specific as where to ‘meet' them; although, we all knew that it would more than that.

Thinking, no, not the right word in my case.

Imagining what was expected of me and the possibilities of what could follow, got me quite aroused. I was specifically requested to wear a short skirt and no panties. In the park, I was to lie on my front and read a book or magazine, and somehow fidget with my skirt to expose myself for them; Eric assuring me that they would be nearby, and watching what I was doing.

Come the following Tuesday, I had breakfast as usual before I returned the bedroom and got dressed. After that, and recalling that Shayla had told my fellow ‘Cougar club' members and I that she wasn't one for ass sex, I smiled to myself when I placed the small bottle of flavoured oil into my bag, and then headed back downstairs to get a book.

Having finished the one I was reading when Dave and Trevor came to sort out our swimming pool and gave me a good seeing to as well, I opted for one of Ray's books; my interest in novels only stretching as far as erotica.

‘Right, well, that appears to be everything,' I told myself, in an attempt to calm my otherwise nerves. And having closed and locked the front door, I headed out to my car for the short drive to the park.

Innocently, I made my way through the park to where Eric had suggested. Thankfully, and what with it being early, there weren't that many people there - at least not yet, on what was a usual hot day in sunny San Diego.

As I got close to the area that Eric had mentioned, my heart stopped a beat. There were two pairs of young looking men sat on the grass, each one engrossingly chatting with the other to notice me. ‘Well, whichever one they were, I'll soon have their attention,' I minded myself, as I walked towards the spot and then sat and lay down - cautious not to expose myself too early, and to others.

Oddly enough, and as I intimated at the beginning, I had never done anything as overt as flashing my naked pussy in a public place, however, the realisation that I would and just how naughty it could be, got me quite horny as I pretended to be engrossed in the book I had chosen.

Eventually, I moved my thighs and legs apart, as if trying to get better comfortable. Then, a short while later, as if swatting away a flying insect of some sort, I waved around my hand above the hem of my skirt, making sure that I caught it before I fiddled about and eased it up my thighs.

As I continued with my pretence, I soon felt the sun's warmth further along my thighs, though not quite high enough to give them a furtive glimpse of my crack. This time, after I had batted my hand at a supposed insect, I nonchalantly scratched my right butt cheek, which drew that side of my skirt up.

That did the trick, I subsequently noticed; both from the sun's warmth, then some minutes later, when my reading was interrupted by a man's voice.

"You shouldn't be exposing yourself like that, young lady," he said, before continuing, "not without protection."

"There's a bottle of sun oil in my bag - the larger one if you're volunteering," I cooed at him; just him, as he was markedly alone and one of the four I had earlier noticed.

Thankfully, he didn't enquire about the small bottle, and was soon applying the sun oil to the backs of my fore-legs.

"What's the book about?" he enquired, the young man making small talk as he massaged the oil into my lower limbs.

What with my pretending to read it, I was somewhat stuck for an answer; I hadn't even noticed the book's title to be honest. Figuring he wouldn't ask to read it, I informed him it was a romantic novel.

"Ah, right, sex and all that, then," he rejoined, as his hands trailed onto the backs of my knees.

Saying little else, as I soaked up the sun and his sensuous touch, he presently removed his hands and applied some more oil; this time to my thighs.

‘Why just the one?' I mused, as my body responded to the young man's warm delicate concentrated touch; his left hand soon edging that side of my hem up my thigh, and in doing so, exposing the lower slope of my ass cheeks.

"Hi," the second one said, having now joined us, and then squatted down on my right side - his hands resting on his thighs just above the knees.

"Your friend's kindly applying some sun oil for me," I explicated, for something to say; neither of them using their names nor introducing themselves to me.

Just then, I had an otherwise worrying thought. Were these two actually Eric and Nathan. If not, then why hadn't the other two come over and introduced themselves as them by now. Either way, Eric and Nathan or not, the one applying the sun oil had now moved his hands onto my naked and exposed backside, the fact that I was naked down there, evident.

"I take it you know you're not wearing any panties," exclaimed his friend, just before a smooth oily hand slid between the apex of my thighs, which I intuitively closed.

‘Either they're not Eric and Nathan, or they're pretending not to be,' I mused, before unclenching my grip on the hand.

From what I had seen of them, these two young men were quite fanciable. If they were strangers, as seemed to be the case, then, not only would that be Eric and Nathan's loss, but this would be a serious ‘blind date' situation. I was undeniably horny, and I'd come to the park to ultimately fuck two youths, and, well, here were two candidates, one of whom I was allowing to be familiar with my nether region.

"Sorry," I exclaimed, apologising for my reaction, and then moved my thighs more open for his attention, which was welcomely forthcoming.

[As to whether they were Eric and Nathan, and if not, I got their names, until then, and to make my recount of what happened hereafter clearer, I've henceforth named them: Bob and Dave.]

"Would you prefer it if I used the other oil for the rest?" enquired Bob, as he drew his hands from me.

"Okay, but somewhere less public," I told them; after which, he straightened up my skirt, put the sun oil back in my bag, stood up, and then helped me up.

Collecting the book and my bag, I then took Bob's offered hand, which, although partly covered in a film of oil, wasn't as greasy as one may otherwise expect.

"So, did they fuck!" he asked of my novel.

"Not yet, although it looks promising," I rejoined, adding a coy smile, my reply hinting at them and me.

"That's good. It seems a waste to let such an opportunity slip through ones hand," Bob continued, as he lead me - followed closely by Dave - along a path before directing me towards some undergrowth below tall trees.

"So, what brought you here," exclaimed Dave, who was now at my left side.

"I'd arranged to meet a couple of young guys, however, they don't appear to have turned up," I informed them; the trees above us quite tall, while the bright sunlight shone through the leaves like giant pin pricks.

As we walked and talked, I didn't notice where we were heading. I did, though, notice the sounds of people, which came from what seemed above us as we neared an abandoned picnic form.

"Where are we?" I exclaimed.

"You mean the noise," rejoined Bob; neither one of them displaying any of the bashful demeanour that Shayla had told us Eric had.

"Someway back from the park's main entrance," Dave informed me, while indicating cracks of light from two tall trees.

Looking at where he was now pointing, I saw that there was a dark rock wall behind them. And since I had used a different entrance, I was unaware, until now, of what appeared to be a slope - one that we were now under.

"So, the small bottle of oil..." Bob enquired, his lilted voice beckoning me to introduce myself.

"Rachel; and I'm sure you'll find out eventually," I told them.

Realising the use of the form, being one of those all in one picnic tables that have a long seat on either side, I sauntered over to it, and placed my bag on the table. Having done so, I then removed the sun oil, and subsequently lent over the table at about a 45 degree angle and waited.

"You won't get any sun here," exclaimed Dave, his fair hair now darker than it was, while Bob's brown hair looked almost black.

"That's okay, I was rather enjoying the feel of the oil on my skin," I said, looking back over my shoulder at them, both as they approached and I brushed my right hand over my right buttock - not too provocatively though.

Taking up the bottle from where I had availably placed it, Dave unscrewed the cap and then drizzled a small amount on his finger tips. As he did, Bob lifted the back of my skirt all the way up, thereby exposing my shapely round butt cheeks to them. I must admit, this position is one of my favourites for being fucked in.

Wanting Dave's full attention on me, I now shimmied my feet further apart, and soon felt his oily hands on my curple followed by that of my anus; his fingers short of probing my anal ring.

"Don't be coy," I told him. "Besides which, I like more than a finger there," I said, though not intimating in my ass.

Just then, and as Dave continued surreptitiously touching my backside up, I felt another hand, Bob's as it turned out, slide under the side of my skirt and begin smoothing my quite moist pussy mound.

"Yes, emn. For fuck's sake, put them inside me," I enjoined, my need for release quite overwhelming.

Doing my bidding, both my slut holes were filled at the same time. ‘Thank you,' I murmured, albeit in my head, as I let the sensations of a much needed climax ease along my body and wash over me.

"So, the other oil," Bob iterated, as he slowly and sensuously massaged the inner folds of my now juiced up cunt and Dave worked two of his fingers back and forth of my oil lubed anus.

"That's for cock, especially in my, emn, yes, nice tight asshole," I moaned contentedly - my revelation spurring them to continue, and with a bit more alacrity.

"Yes, emn, fuck, more. You're gonna make me cum," I exclaimed.

"You're quite the hot slut, Rachel," intoned Bob.

"Yeah, we rather like hot sluts," crooned Dave, and just before my body was consumed by a pulsatingly glowing climax; my cries, as I came, un-subdued, considering the people passing by above us.

"You're quite noisy, Rachel," remarked Dave, who, having removed his fingers from my nicely reamed ass, undid the zip of his shorts, and presently had an impressive cock out.

Ignoring it for the moment, I instead took his right hand in mine and licked his oily fingers. I then, having enjoyed their taste, and with Bob additionally using his other hand to stroke my clit (my skirt now pooled above my waist), extended my tongue, and slithered it around the turgid head of Dave's cock for some while; after which, I manoeuvred the shaft and proceeded to snake my tongue tip up and down a portion of its length at a time.

"Emn, yes, now the head, suck it," Dave impelled me, however, my mind and body were otherwise distracted by Bob's urgency, both on my clit and pussy.

"Oh fuck, yes, more, make me cum," I said, before falling into garbled silence as I encompassed Dave's thick glans with my warm mouth.

"Hurmngh," I presently moaned. And as my hand grasped Dave's dick in place, a telling shudder rippled through my entire body.

Taking his moist fingers from my wet cunt, I soon heard Bob slurp on them and my taste. ‘Would that be all,' I wondered, especially when I heard a rasp as his zip slid down.

"Let's have Rachel laid on the table," Bob suggested to his friend. And after managing to prize his cock from my lips, they stood me up, turned me around and lifted me onto the sturdy wooden top; still with my scant clothes on, mind.

"I dare say the two men you had arranged to meet, are probably kicking themselves about now, Rachel," exclaimed Dave, his face overcome by a broad, beaming smile, and one that was devoid of any sense of smugness, I noticed.

Ordinarily, I'd expect to be laid across a table; one of them throating me, while the other one eat my pussy or fucked it - preferably in that order, of course. For the present, anyway, Dave was stood on the form at my right side, his saliva slick cockhead teasingly waving above my partially parted moist lips, almost beckoning me to raise my head towards it. I resisted. Something told me there was reason and purpose for his reluctance; there was. I felt Bob's oiled fingers, stroke and then caress my humid pussy mound, before once more searching out the folds of my labia, and between them the entrance to my hot sex.

"Fuck, yes!" I exclaimed, as I felt two, and then three and four of his fingers worm inside my responsive cunt, which was soon flexing around them; closing and opening sporadically as he explored the innermost depths of my vulva.

"Okay, come on, let me suck your dick," I enjoined Dave. And as he lowered the bulbous glans towards me, I part raised my head to meet it; my open mouth promptly consuming it with a welcome murmur.

"Put some fingers up her ass as well, mate. I'll just..." Dave said, just as he reached his left hand towards my throbbing clit, which he then began pleasurably stroking.

‘Fuck, the only part of me being neglected were my tits,' I realised, and soon had my hands covered on them.

"Allow me," uttered Dave, his sudden ofference suggesting that my excited clit would be abandoned. Moments later, however, he placed my left hand on his shaft and then his right hand on my near side breast, which he subsequently caressed in response to my hand motion, before pulling on my distended nipple the same.

A mouth on my tit would be quite welcome, however, considering where Dave's dick was that wouldn't be possible, I realised.

Almost reading my mind, and while he continued to DP me with his fingers, Bob leant over me (I was positioned at his end of the table's length). Then, having nudged my hand which I then moved away, he began kissing and licking my breast, areola and nipple; the latter of which, he then suckled on for some while; well, until Dave, what with my attention to his cock in response to what they were doing to me, fired his hot sticky cum into my welcoming mouth.

"Hurmngh," I vociferated, as I continued to swallow, my hand holding him in place as I sucked and licked his slowly receding manhood - wanting, as is always the case, to extract every sweet droplet of cum from a man's dick.

"Ho! I see you didn't last," exclaimed Bob. "Not to worry. Here, get a taste of Rachel's delicious pussy," he suggested to his friend; whereupon, they soon changed places and by repositioning me - my head part hung over the end and with Bob's rampant cock awaiting my attention above me. Now, hopefully, I was going to get throat fucked.

For a brief few moments, my mind went back to Eric and Nathan. Two names, among the many I had fucked since moving here, and I neither knew, nor cared that I didn't know those of ‘Bob' and ‘Dave'. Do names really matter when strangers fuck, I suppose is my point.

"Lick and suck my balls, Rachel," Bob directed me, his hand grasping his cock up and away from my immediate attention.

There they were, egg shaped and all full of hot creamy cum as they dangled above my lips and nose. Extending my tongue, I teased the humid sac with the moist tip; after which, I curled it up and was able to cradle and lick each nut in turn. After that, Bob lowered them some more, thereby allowing me to take each one into my mouth and give it a saliva bath.

Once I had finished, I felt Dave's hands on my thighs, edge them apart, followed by that of his warm breath and moist tongue, which went to work on my labia. Dave gave them a good long suck afterwards, before moving his tongue to my anus. There, he teased the tip around my rosebud for some moments and all while I slid my own tongue tip back and forth along the underside of Bob's firm cock.

"Oh, fuck, Rachel sucks dick, excellently," extolled Bob, as I ministered to his puffy glans. Dave, on the other hand, was too engrossed in licking the insides of my pussy while he stroked my clit to respond to his friend's remark.

Ideally wanting more than was being offered to me, I responded by grasping Bob's waist and levering myself up. Having done so, I then flexed my arms up and down in conjunction with that of my lips sliding up and down the warm length of Bob's cock; the glans of which throbbed inside my throat whenever they penetrated it.

"Fuck man, she's taking it in her throat. I don't think I can hold out much longer," Bob informed us. And with a wanton desire to have him also explode inside me, I drew in my cheeks and concentratively slithered my tongue against his shaft as I continued to gorge on his firm erection.

Moments later, I felt Bob's balls, which were part resting on me, throb, followed immediately by that of his shaft in my mouth. Nevertheless, I continued to slide my lips down and up his erection, even after he had unleashed his hot sticky man spunk, which, due to how I was laid, trickled down my throat.

Still sucking Bob's wilted cock, I sensed Dave take his tongue from me; after which, he replaced it with his renewed hard-on, one that now felt thicker and more taught than it had in my mouth. Since I felt his pubes against my naked mound, it was clear that he wasn't otherwise holding it; something men do in order to make their dicks more turgid.

With my knees still bent from him having gone just gone down on me, Dave moved them apart and out, so that he could deliver a telling thrust with each swing of his hips, one that filled my cunt up each time - his groin slapping against my pubic mound, which in turn hit against my throbbing clit.

Wanting something in my ass as well and what with Bob not quite hard enough for either just yet, I moved my somewhat idle left hand to replace that of Dave's right one, which he immediately lowered to stroke my clit. That not being what I wanted, and as welcome as it was, I re-directed his fingers to my anus, which was soon being pleasurably finger fucked. ‘All three of my holes filled at once, sheer bliss,' I realised to myself, as they continued to fuck me until Bob had regained his erection.

"Mind If I try Rachel's pussy?" he then exclaimed; whereupon, I opened my lips immediately and let him change places with Dave - this time leaving me as I was.

"Did I hear you right earlier, about having a cock in your tight asshole," Bob teased, as he moved between my open legs; Dave holding back his cock so that I could reply.

"Yes, but not right away. Fuck my cunt first," I told him, and then lolled my head back to lick and suck my delectable pussy juice from the shaft and turgid head of Dave's cock.

"Hurmngh," I murmured, as he rhythmically cleaved his bow shaped erection back and forth, and all while he stroked my clit and once more fingered my anus - my legs now apart of their own volition as Bob and Dave once more fucked me to a pleasurable climax.

After that, and with his cock covered in my sticky juices, Bob, as expected, slowly withdrew his manhood from my wet cunt. As he did, he elicited a shiver from me, though not in anticipation of what he would do next, which was very much a forgone conclusion.

Moving my still bent legs back for him, I then pulled my ass cheeks apart. Almost immediately, I felt the sticky head of his cock, brush against where their fingers had been, and push forwards and in. Up until I got the oil from Anne Summers, I had put up with the small amount of discomfort I got from being ass reamed, however, as Bob eased his prick back and forth, I felt none of that, and it wasn't long before I had it all the way up my tight anus.

"Smooth and tight," exclaimed Bob, as he gave me a slow and enjoyable fuck in my backside, and all while he once more attended to my pussy with all four fingers and my clit with his right thumb and finger, his motion soon building up, until he was actually, well, fucking me; my body moving back and forth on the table without me actually moving, if you know what I mean.

Fuck! It was lovely, Bob soon applying some of the oil to his rampant cock as he almost went for broke. In turn, I unfolded my legs, moved them around his back, and, with my feet on his buttocks, almost drove him into me and all while I got a mouth and occasional throat full of Dave's cock meat.

"Cum for us, Rachel, then you can have us both inside you, that is what you want," Bob impelled me, his right hand just about managing to stroke my clit with alacrity, considering how near to me I had him fucking my lovely tight asshole.

‘Em, what I want. Do bears...! considering where we were,' I thought, feeling a hunger for them to fuck me senseless, spurred on by or not, a slight sense of exhibitionism, considering we were below a part of the park by the entrance, and that with them in my ass and cunt, I would be crying out for them to fuck me.

Helping me up, I marshalled them to quickly undress me; after which, I removed each one's shorts. After that, and since he had just been in my tight ‘backdoor', Bob laid along the table in expectance of my climbing over him. Instead, I lowered my mouth to his cock and diligently sucked it, tasting as I did, the cocktail of the flavoured oil and my ass juice. I suppose that's what makes me such a whore for cock.

Having finished, and with a pleasured smile on my face, I accepted his helping hands on my upper body as I knelt over him and then fed his cock into my very wet and welcome quim.

"Emnn, yes," I sighed, as I slid down and then up it several times; my body almost vertical and my anus out of reach to Dave.

After presently reposing myself - Bob now supporting me by my breasts - I moved my hands behind me, and soon had my ass cheeks spread invitingly for Dave's cock. Turning part way back, I cooed: "Come on, big boy, shove that length up my asshole."

"Definitely yes," he exclaimed, his dick slick from my gobs of saliva, while the small bottle of oil was at hand, should it be needed.

"Yes, fuck my ass, fuck me in my ass," I compelled him with conviction; Dave soon delivering a vibrant thrust of his hips, just as Bob withdrew his cock from my cunt. ‘Fuck me, these two are good,' I realised, and I don't even know their names.

"Fuck me, huh, fuck me, huh, fuck me, huh," I continued to sigh; their fuck action taking my breath away as they did.

Ordinarily, and with the men poking me at the same time, I'd ride back and forth on their dick's so as to build up the much needed pressure to cum, but not with these two studs; they having already fucked themselves off in my mouth, which is why they were able to give me a lasting shag.

"Oh fuck, more. Fuck me, nail my ass and cunt. Come on, harder, I want to cum," I cried out. And without missing a beat or stroke, they fucked me more intensely; Bob lifting me up some, so that he could thrust his dick into my soon to be creaming pussy while Dave assaulted my asshole, albeit in a most lovely and pleasurable way.

"Oh fuck, yeeees!" I cried out, as I came.

What with my loud outcry, we subsequently heard, from somewhere above us, a woman's distant voice say: "Did you hear that, Michael."

‘Yes, I'm getting screwed, lady, and not by joiners,' I remarked in my head.

"Oh, emn, let me, oh fuck, let me have a cock to suck," I quickly exclaimed; not wanting to otherwise be discovered and be in trouble with the park's officials.

Taking his dick, which was covered in a residue of oil and my ass juice, from my backside, Dave got up and was soon stood almost in front of me, his slick cock wavering about as it awaited my open lips to surround the warm shaft, which they soon did, but only after I had told him to ‘fuck my face'.

‘That's it, fuck my mouth you lovely fucker, use this sluts mouth as a cunt,' I urged Dave, his hands drawing me back and forth of his meat stick as I held onto his waist and, with Bob's support, fucked myself up and down his thick dick; drawing myself up and then falling down on it, for maximum pleasure, force, and penetration, which soon had me cumming and quietly squealing.

"Okay, guys...swap, around," I presently directed them, with a panting voice.

Having taken themselves from me, I then had Dave sit back from and at one end of the table and Bob follow me.

As you'll no doubt know, I love being bent over and seriously fucked from behind. Ass or cunt, it doesn't much matter, so long as I'm getting reamed; an occasional hand on my butt and one pulling my hair would be welcome also.

"Ah right," Bob said, as I moved into position: my feet spread apart as I stood before the table's edge and his friend; after that, I leant forwards and licked the head of Dave's cock, one that I would again be utilising to muffle my outcries as Bob nailed my fuck holes.

I now slowly extended my humid hands back and placed each one on a buttock, which I then prised invitingly open for Bob's big dick.

"There you go, get your cock inside me," I told him, before moving my lips to smooch the warm velvety glans that were resting on my tongue, a tongue that I then used to draw Dave's cockhead forward.

"Emn, emn, hurmngh," I murmured, followed by a muffled cry as Bob speared his dick into my open and wet snatch. ‘Oh fuck, yes!' my mind exclaimed, just as Dave's hand moved to my head, and subsequently encouraged me lower.

"Oh yeah, there you go, take that dick," Bob encouraged, if that's the right term, as he cleaved his cock into my pulsating pussy while grasping my hips, the momentum just about being sufficient enough that his cum heavy balls managed, on occasion, to slap against my clit.

‘Take my ass, for fuck's sake,' my mind soon appealed; my lips now being held against Dave's groin momentarily.

When he did eventually release me, thereby letting me catch my breath, I, with notable saliva both hanging and dripping from my lower lip, part turned my head, and instructed Bob to stick his dick in my ass and ream it.

After that, and having turned back to Dave, I trailed the strands of spittle around and on his cock, before adding some more, and then took his firm erection back into my mouth. I then held it loosely between my lips as I awaited the downward movement of his hand.

"Hurmngh," I spluttered, as I felt Bob's hand dust my exposed ass cheek - there being quite enough of it for both our palms.

"She likes that, alright," Bob regaled, "while it's being fucked, also, I don't doubt," he remarked, before easing his cock into my exposed asshole.

‘Fuck, yes, that's more fucking like it,' I enthused; Bob's left hand on the small of my back as I motioned my butt back onto his dick and he in turn swung his hips forward and back.

Continuing to dust my upturned backside with his free hand, Bob presently swapped them over and administered the same pleasurable chastisement to the left cheek.

"The sluts ass is nice and loose now," he crooned. And having once more changed over his hands, Bob reached underneath me, and once more stroked my throbbing clit.

As if it were pre-planned, which was fine by me, considering, Dave subsequently released my head and moved his hands to caress and fondle my fully suspended breasts.

"Emn, Rachel's nipples are quite hard," exclaimed Dave, having presently moved his fingers; whereupon, he rigorously pulled my hardened nipples before lightly pinching them.

‘Oh fuuuk, I'm gonna cum, guys, keep fucking doing me. Yes, oh fuck, now,' my head encouraged. It was as if Dave knew from some expression of Bob, that I was as good as there, what with my clit's stalk swelling, much the same as a man's cock does just before he climaxes.

"Hurmngh, hurmngh, huurmnghh," I vociferated, as my climatic dam burst; Bob's cock imbedded deep in my anus as he remained still throughout my tremendous orgasm, and all while my head, lips and mouth languidly slid up and down the firm cock in my mouth while it's owner now cradled my tender tits.

"I do believe you enjoyed that, Rachel...a murmur will suffice," Bob said of my response, which I duly gave.

Having grabbed my hair, he then pulled me up, so that my chin was an inch above the saliva slick crown of Dave's cock; his hands still cupping my warm palpitating globes.

"I'm close to cumming, Rachel. Where would you like my second load," Bob said.

"In my ass, my husband doesn't go there," I told him, before extending my tongue to once more lick the head of his friend's turgid erection.

"And you, where, would you like to shoot your creamy spunk," I exclaimed.

"I want your nice tight ass also," Dave rejoined, intimating while I sucked Bob's cock afterwards.

"Fuck my ass and cum," I called back to Bob, before once more encompassing Dave's hot rod with my hot fervent lips; he having little need to encourage my slutty mouth to suck it for him.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes. Heavenly,' I extolled, as I felt the first gush of Bob's sticky spunk jettison inside my anal dungeon, followed immediately by two more warm pulsing expulsions, and a final dribble as he withdrew himself from me.

Not saying a word, he helped me up and then they both changed over. Then, with Bob sat down, he held his wilting cock for me while I reposed myself as before. Unlike Bob, Dave went straight for my open asshole. He then, when it was lodged inside my rectum, reached his left hand around to once more minister my breast while his right one stroked my clit. Almost immediately, and as Dave cleaved his rampant cock into my asshole, Bob extended his free hand to knead my otherwise neglected globe.

‘Oh fuck,' I responded, my body about to receive another dose of pleasure from these two complete strangers. I wanted it all, a dam good ass nailing while I licked and sucked Bob's cock.

Shuffling my left foot a few more inches away from the right, I clawed my ass cheeks further back - my fingernails digging into me as I did.

Almost immediately, I felt the sensation of Dave slowly drawing back his cock, aided, for what I now expected and wanted him to do, by the globs of Bob's warm cum that were swimming around my anus. Then yes! He swung his hips fully at me and propelled his firm cock into my open backdoor, which caused me to cover Bob's not so firm one with my mouth.

"Hurmngh," I murmured, with each penetrative thrust, in and out, back and forth, and all while they continued to keep up their concentrative pleasure.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Is there no end to your welcome pleasure," I exclaimed, as I felt the makings of another climax begin, like a knot in my gut, and then returned to sucking Bob's lovely cock.

"Oh yes, there you go, Rachel," Dave exclaimed, as he, we both came at the same time. ‘Perfect, fucking perfect.' A simultaneous orgasm doesn't happen that often, but when it does...!

Rather than get Dave to sit on the table, I dutifully knelt on the dew moist ground and subsequently cleaned his cock with my tongue and mouth.

Epilogue: Although I never did get their names, I did, however, get a call from Eric, who asked what happened; where was I. Suggesting I had gone to the wrong location. Having told him that I waited for them, the minx inside me added: "When you didn't show, I ended up having a sandwich on a picnic form." And as my mind recollected the highlights, me being the filling, of course, my pussy and clit both responded.

Leaving it at that, Eric showed no interest in making arrangements to meet up again, which somewhat left me all the more convinced that, the two men I had fucked, were, indeed, Eric and Nathan.