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She has the most beautiful legs on any woman I have
had the pleasure of. Long, slim and soft and seem to wrap all the way
around you during those special moments.
We were at a country fair on summer and we did the usual things people do
at these events, eat, drink and wander around ridiculously expensive trade
stands, most of which had their fair share of eye candy to tempt the male
of the species in to empty their wallets. I was no exception! But it was
difficult to disguise my lecherous gaze from the better half as I wandered
from stand to stand. It was completely impossible at one particular stand,
where three sexy, young ladies, were doing their very best at showing off
the stands range of country clothing. Although I have to say I don’t think
I have seen many women roaming through the heather in tweed mini-skirts.
The midges and ticks would have a field day!
Never the less, mini they were, and very definitely sexy. My lustful gaze
didn’t go unnoticed by her in doors. “They look nice! The skirts I mean!”
she said, and eased a skirt from the rail as I drooled over the blonde
assistant who had slid across to us.”Can I help you with anything?” she
asked.
“Do you have this in a size 8?” my wife responded, “I’ll take a look”
replied the blonde filly, and walked out to a store tent. “Stop drooling!”
my wife responded, “You can’t blame me, any man would drool over a woman
in one of those” I said as the assistant returned, with a smile and a size
8 for the wife. “You can try it on in there” she said pointing to a
partitioned area marked changing. “Thanks” said the wife taking the very
skimpy looking garment from the bombshell, and walked over to the changing
area.
A few minutes had passed, and out she came looking fantastic. “Well?” she
asked, “Fantastic” I replied, “Good. I’ll take it and he’s buying!” she
said to the girl gesturing towards me with a giggle. “Can I leave it on?”
she asked, “Of course.” Replied the girl as she took my credit card from
me, and while I was paying for my wife’s new skirt, she wandered out of
the stand.
I soon followed her, but stopped to look at some gents hats, which
resulted in me following behind her some 20 yards or so. This was when I
realised just how hot she looked. Long slim, tanned legs and a cute little
bum. I wasn’t the only one to notice! I watched a middle aged guy walking
towards her, who couldn’t take his eyes off of her legs, and as they
passed each other, his head almost turn 180 degrees to maintain his stare.
He passed me and I just smiled.
A few minutes later she attracted some more attention, this time from two
younger blokes, probably about 22 years old, who made no secret about what
they were thinking. Their dirty smiles and comments to each other made it
pretty obvious they liked what they saw. Then to my surprise, she stopped
to look at some other stuff on a stall, at which point the two guys did
the same, but they were looking straight at my wife, and in particular her
bum and legs. That skirt really did make her look fantastic, and seeing
these two young studs giving my wife the once over, gave me thoughts that
a married man should never have. I walked up to her and asked if she was
hungry?
We always treat ourselves every year at the Game Fair, and visit the Loch
Fyne oyster bar, where we treat ourselves to a dozen oysters, and this
year was no exception. While I went in to get them, she went to find
somewhere to sit. Well just outside the bar was some straw bales with
wooden planks across to create a basic bench, and as I returned with the
oysters, there she was perched on the seat. This had caused her mini skirt
to ride up a little showing off more of her thighs than ever. I sat
alongside her and together we ate our oysters and chatted. It wasn’t long
before I realised that several people were staring in our direction,
including the two studs from earlier. At first I just assumed they were
looking at some of the signs on the tent, but then I realised when I went
to put the first 6 empty shells in the bin, that my wife’s skirt had
ridden up and was giving anyone who cared to look, a very clear view of
her thighs and knickers. I didn’t say anything, as even I couldn’t help
find the view horny.
We polished off the rest of the oysters, and decided to have a walk around
the other stalls.
An hour later, it was time for a drink so we made our way to the poachers
bar, where she found a seat again, and I went for drinks. There was a
large queue at the bar, and it was sometime until I had been served and
returned to find my wife sitting down next to the two young studs. They
were chatting and she had managed to acquire a drink while I was away. I
stopped for a second or two, and decided to fall back to the tent and
watch what was happening. She was handed another drink by the guys which
she took and giggled.
I had no idea what they were saying, but she was obviously having fun, and
probably hadn’t even noticed my absence. After she had finished the second
glass of wine, she excused herself and had to give the one guy a real good
look at what was underneath her skirt, as she had to lift her legs over
and around, to stand up from the bench. She pretended not to have realised
what she had done, and went to the toilet. The two guys laughed to each
other and made some lewd comments and made it pretty obvious they wanted
to do more than talk.
When she returned, she sat down again, this time a little closer to one of
the guys, and had to give the other one a glimpse of her legs, as she sat
down once again. Something was different this time! As swung her legs over
the bench, the younger blokes face nearly fell off and he appeared
completely speechless. However after a minute or two, all three were
supping back the booze, and giggling to each other. I realised then that
she was not only flirting and enjoying the undivided attention from two
young men, but was actually getting a little frisky with them. When she
gets horny, she very often becomes quite tactile and this occasion was no
different.
Her hand began to wander during giggles and found a place to rest on one
of the guys legs, it only rested for a short while, but after a couple of
times, the guy returned the gesture, and placed his hand just above her
right knee. I expected him to remove it, but no, he left it there with no
complaint from my wife. In fact she returned the gesture by placing her
hand behind him and gentle stroked his back. This gave him the green
light, and I saw his hand wander a little higher, and encouraged by the
widening of her legs, his hand went higher still until after another bout
of laughter, his hand was disappearing under her skirt. She opened her
legs wider still and it became crystal clear that he had defiantly reached
her pussy, as she clearly thrust her pelvis forward in order to allow his
probing fingers better access.
His mate could see clearly what was happening, and his hand wandered to
her other leg. I had the biggest hard on ever. But then she pushed their
hands away and stood up, swung her legs over the bench and smiling at
them, walked off. I was confused at first, but then as the two guys necked
back their beers, got up and followed her. I had to do the same, but
keeping my distance watched as they disappeared behind a tent, where a
white van sat. I left it a few minutes, and then crept around to see if I
could find them.
As I sneaked around the side of the tent, I saw my wife kissing the
younger looking one, as his hand groped her breasts, and the other guy
stood behind her, and began to lift up her mini skirt. Then I knew why the
younger guys jaw dropped. She had no knickers on. She must have taken them
off when she had gone to the toilet earlier, and made no attempt to stop
his fingers probing her ass and pussy.
Shortly, the younger guys backed into the van and lay down, unzipped his
jeans, and pulled them down enough to allow her to slip his cock out. It
was already hard and she wasted no time in making it harder still. She
began to rub his cock gently, concentrating on his swollen end and gently
pulling his foreskin down. He pulled her towards him, which had the
desired effect. She leant forward and began to lick his cock up and down
his shaft, pausing briefly to give his tip a kiss and flick with her
tongue. She giggled and this time took his cock into her mouth. This
surprised me, as she didn’t normally like giving blowjobs, but this time
she had no hesitation in sucking him in her mouth.
The other guy wasn’t messing around. He took his fully erect penis out and
ushered it towards he pussy. As its head began to forage its way through
her thick pubic hair, her hand appeared between her legs and took hold of
this rampant circumcised cock, and guided it into her. Once the gates of
heaven had been penetrated, he began slowly thrusting his cock into my
wife’s pussy, and with each thrust penetrating deeper into her vagina, she
began to groan and slurp on the cock in her mouth.
Soon, the groans became louder as the thrusting cock got faster and
harder. She returned the compliment by wanking the cock in her mouth until
after a few minutes or so; it shot a mouthful of cum into her. She had
never allowed me to do this, and what surprised me even more was that she
even swallowed this load of hot creamy sperm. She began to shudder
herself, and gasped as an orgasm ripped through her body and just then,
the other guy gave a hard and final fuck, and emptied his balls deep into
her cunt. A few more thrusts ensured that his balls were drained, and as
he withdrew his juice soaked cock, large blobs of cum dripped from her
pussy, and down her legs.
They all stood up, and with a final kiss, she turned and walked straight
towards me. “Did you like that?” she said and walked straight past me. She
knew what she was doing and I didn’t know what to say. But after just
nodding at the smiling youngsters, I turned and followed her, watching as
a shimmering trickle of sperm and pussy juice glistened down her legs. |
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