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Originally Posted by southrn500
WOW, I would have thought there were a few stories along this line.
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Ok. I'll share mine although it never got as far as actual fucking.
My wife (Tammie) and I met when we were both in our 30's and both already had kids. Mine lived with their mother biut on our first two dates, we were accompanied by her two young boys. Our third date however, was by ourselves and just involved getting together at a local lake for a picnic and perhaps a swim. We both wore bathing suits under our outer clothes because although offricially, there was no beach and no swimming allowed, people occasionally took a dip anyways. (It was a wild pond and a backup public water supply- fishing only!)
Although her suit was a one piece, it looked great on her! It was skin tight, showed off her beautiful curves, from butt to breasts, and lots of cleavage. Shortly after arriving, we shed our outer clothes and I spent the rest of the day with a half-inflated cock from just looking at her. It was impossible to hide in my Burmuda trunks. Anyway, after a day of hiking, playing, laughing and really getting to know one another, we had a late picnic dinner and then just sat together, side by side, on a blanket spread on the ground and talked. Although the occasional fisherman would come and go, we were alone for most of the day.
Late in the day, the sun began to settle behind the trees on the other side of the pond and I felt her shiver. We had gone for a swim earlier and her suit was still damp. I knew she was getting chilled, so I held her against me and put my arm around her. As we cuddled there on the blanket, I began to stroke her shoulders and back. Naturally, my hand began to wander lower until my hand was occasionally stroking her backside, down to where it rested on the ground. Meanwhile, she was casually stroking my arm and leg, rubbing higher and higher up my thigh.
I was watching her hand as it slowly worked its way inside the loose leg opening of my Bermuda shorts when she suddenly asked if I could lay back so she could lay her head on me. I said "Sure" and leaned back on the stack of our folded up clothes as I continued to slide my right hand over her back. She leaned over on her left side and lay her head on my belly, continuing to stroke my thigh. (She admitted to me later that she suggested this so that she could lay there with my cock right in front of her face as she played around under there!) This position caused her to rest on the side of her left buttock and as I soon discovered, raised her right butt cheek and most of her left one off the blanket.
I now began stroking the side of her upper leg and her butt cheeks, which I noticed were partially exposed partially because of the cut of her suit and also because the elastic at the leg opening was weak and fairly loose. As I rubbed her skin, I pushed the elastic further and further over until I had her lower right ass cheek in my hand. Then I began to search out her pussy lips, which I knew weren't far away. Emboldened because Tammie didn't protest me squeezung and kneading her ass cheek, continued my exploration until my fingertips finally found her slick pussy lips. Oh my god, was she wet!
Meanwhile, Tammie continued stroking my thigh, higher and higher, until the back of her hand was bouncing my balls around in their sack. I had a raging hard-on by this time and she watched it as it bounced around in my trunks. She was content to play with my balls with the back of her hand and stare at my bulge right up until I began to sink a finger or two between her pussy lips. That's when she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and began stroking me.
We had been playing and teasing so long that her pussy was flooded! I'd moved the leg band of her suit far enough over to expose her pussy to anyone close enough to see it, but the only person around was an older fisherman who was too busy with his own task to notice us. Had he noticed what we were up to, we surely would have had an audience! He may have even asked to join in!
As I finally buried my fingers in her pussy and began to finger-fuck her, she came almost immediately, squeezing my cock in her hand as she did so. When she calmed down again, she pulled my cock out of my trunks and began to give me the best hand job I'd ever had up to that time. Stroking the shaft and cupping her hand over the head of my cock, she jerked away expertly, pausing occasionally to play with my balls.
I started finger-fucking her again, starting slowly and then gaining momentum. I was just beginning to find a rhythm that matched hers when I heard voices behind us and looked to see a group of people coming down the path towards us. With my free hand, I quickly grabbed at the two corners ofthe blanket under us and threw them over us. Tammie did the same with the other two corners. Just in time!
It was a a group of two women, two teen-aged girls and four or five younger kids. With her hand still wrapped around my shaft and my fingers still buried in her pussy, we said "Hello: and watched them all walk past us and set up about twenty feet from us. Fuck!
Tammie began to stroke me under the blanket and I soon followed her lead, pumping away at her with my fingers. I looked over at the group and saw the two women staring at us. There was no doubt in my mind that they knew exactly what we were up to. The two teens kept looking over at us curiously. They knew something was going on under the blanket. The younger kids were making a racket, running down to the water and splashing around, playing just a few feet from us.
I looked down at my lap and watched as Tammie's hand bounced under the blanket but I knew it was hopeless. In a matter of minutes, I began to lose my hard-on and soon Tammie gave up. We straightened out our clothes and began collecting our stuff. Because she still lived with her soon to be ex-boyfriend and I still lived with my soon to be ex-wife, we both knew we were facing a long, frustrated evening ahead.
When we had collected all our belongings, one of the kids said to me, "Hey Mister, you dropped something", pointing at the dirt behind me. It was a condom, still in its package. "Yeah, its a balloon, but I won't be needing it. You can have it. Go ask your mom to blow it up for you."
Then I turned to Tammie. "Damn kids. They're not even ours but they cock-blocked me anyway!"
Tammie smiled at me and then punched me in the arm as we left.
