Story time #1

We’ve been travelling for a little bit now. Cute little towns, secluded cabins, beautiful forests, and lots of slow, sexy sex. But I know you, and I know what you like. You like to share your toys.

We’re outside of the cities and our meals are either served in our accomodation in between chilling and fucking, or in local restaurants and cafes with lovely views into the country we travel. But today you want to go for a pub lunch. I’m ok with this - I love a country pub lunch, and it’s nice to get away from all the wankiness of kombucha and activated bullshit in the city.

When I’m finished swimming and showering I walk out to see you’ve laid out a dress on the bed for me. The shortest dress I own. Not a showy dress, not even an expensive dress. Just a cute little sundress… that leaves very little to the imagination. Next to it you’ve placed the gstring you found in my suitcase. It’s not really sexy or slutty. It’s baby blue, cotton, with just a little bit of lace and cute bows. I get dressed, put on some lip gloss and off we go.

Your free hand is teasing my pussy through my panties as we drive there and I can see you smirking as you watch my nipples harden beneath my dress. You know I love being teased and by the time we get there my underwear is soaking wet and my cheeks are burning with anticipation for getting you alone later.

The country pub is beautiful. Surrounded by big gumtrees and small shrubs, and the most beautiful beer garden, where the locals are enjoying their Sunday afternoon. You sit me down at a high table with stools and it doesn’t take me long to notice you’ve put me directly facing a table of guys, maybe workmates or footy friends, who are shooting the breeze and drinking schooners together. I can feel your filthy energy and realise soon enough this was not a coincidence.

I sip my wine, and as we talk about where we’ve been and where we’re headed you gently push your legs between mine. Slowly, subtly you push my legs open. I can feel the breeze on my wet pussy now and I’m having trouble keeping the conversation flowing as I start thinking more and more about how you will fuck me next.

As I finish my first glass of wine you lean over and say to me in a low, firm voice “Take your panties off now”. I obey. Discreetly sliding them down over my legs until I can kick them up with one ankle and tuck them into my palm. “Give them to me”. I obey. I pass them over the table to you and you discreetly put them in your pocket. I thought that was the teasing done, and we were ready to go home and fuck. I was wrong.

You stand up and walk around behind me, wrapping me up in a hug from behind with those big arms, your right hand sliding down towards my nipples, which are now fully erect and begging to be touched. But you don’t. You whisper in my ear “show them your pussy”.

At that moment I look up and notice a few of the guys looking at us, enjoying what’s just unfolded at our table and eager to see more. I part my legs just slightly and I stare deeply at the one that caught my eye, daring him to look down. He does. And he smiles as he stares openly at my bare, wet pussy. “Good girl. Now go to the car”.

I am nervous and so very excited about what you might have in store for me. I do as I’m told. I stand up, pull my tiny dress down and walk towards the Carpark, giving my admirer a wink on the way. Back at the car I think we’re about to leave and finally relieve this sexual tension you’ve been building all morning. But I was very wrong about that…

You open the back doors to the van and I see inside you’ve placed a blindfold and a set of handcuffs on the bed. Within sixty seconds I am tied up, blindfolded and wondering what the fuck is about to happen. “Stay there. I’ll be back”.

Later I find out you have walked back into the pub, straight up the table of boys you made me show my naked pussy to, and placed both your car keys and my soaking wet gstring in the middle of the table. “My wife is a dirty cum slut and if you like what you see you boys can go and fill her up”. What you didn’t tell them is how much you love to share me. To see your little fucktoy getting railed before you take her back for yourself. But they know…

Five minutes later the car doors open for the first time. I can’t see who it is, but I can feel his cock hardening as he slowly eases it into my mouth…Just where I like it…and that’s enough to make my pussy get wetter and ready to be fucked over and over. He finishes on my face, kisses me on the forehead and closes the door.

The next two hours are a blissful dream. Stranger after stranger coming to fill me with cum, enjoy my pussy, spank my ass and tell me I’m such a good girl. Some of them cum in my pussy. Some down my throat while I do my best not to gag. One came all over my ass. And a few just wanted to eat my cum filled pussy, getting off on the fact they were tasting their mates cock without ever having to admit how much they want it.

At the end you come to me. And tell me how proud you are of your little slut. You enjoy feeling the cum covering my body, and finally ease your own delicious cock into me… so you can feel that freshly fucked pussy I know you love so much.