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She Had A Strong Looking
It Made Her Legs Seem
As Her Knees Sunk Into

g in her ass, but Vic assured her she'd like it. As Vic slowly inserted his six inch dick into her ass, she froze, but the pain was soon overtaken by pleasure, as Vic slowly pumped his cock up to it's limit in her stretched anus. Kirsty was now being skewered, one dick from behind, while she devoured the one in front of her, taking Vic all the way to the back of her throat, running her tongue round it's rim as it popped back out again. Vic was knelt in front of Kirsty as he felt her hands grabbing at his fly, pulling it down he allowed her to pull out his dick, grabbing it with her fist, jerking his foreskin up and down, before he shuffled forward, allowing her mouth to envelope his dick. Vic was shooting away, capturing the animal lust with his camera, as Kirsty screamed out for Gerry to do her harder, while he was pulling his dick virtually all the way out, before ramming it straight back in to the hilt. Vic took some pictures of Kirsty's face as she became accustomed to it's girth, before asking her what she wanted. "For fuck's sake, just let him shag meeee..." her final word expanding as Gerry rammed his dick in then out like a man possessed, beaming her with vengeance, his passion exploding as he pummelled away at the tightest pussy he had ever been inside. Kirsty on her hands and knees, while Gerry kneeled behind her. Gerry's dick slipped over her pussy lips, her juices leaving a trail across the end of his dick.

As Gerry pushed forward, his dick slipped straight into her tight pussy, inch by inch it slid into her, parting her tight young folds, eventually Gerry was fully in, Kirsty, her eyes closed, had never felt so full in her life. Vic told her to take it further into her mouth, while at the same time telling Gerry to lick her pussy. They were now sixty-nining, both enjoying the taste of one another's parts. Vic let them continue for a while, before getting them to change positions. She could feel his erection pushing against her lower back, and found herself pushing back on it. Vic continued giving his instructions to Gerry, until he had them in a sixty-nine position, Kirsty underneath Gerry's hanging dick, she thought it was at least seven inches in length, and thick as well.


He told Gerry to get out of his clothes and join her on the set, it only consisted of a couch and rug. As Gerry neared her, she found she didn't care anymore, her burning desire, overwhelming any other thoughts in her mind. She was a little short, at only five foot five inches, but her hair was cut into a nice bob. She had always been told that she looked younger than her twenty-one years, and had trouble getting in pubs and clubs.


As she got back into the van she floored the accelerator, getting to her usual service stop almost minutes before she usually did. As she looked through the prints, she was relieved to see that this weeks poses were much less explicit, and thought if it was a choice between losing her job, and having to just pose naked, then she would do it, after all, she liked her body, and was proud of her firm boobs and pert ass.

Kirsty froze, she couldn't afford to lose this job, but what was the condition. Vic told her to have a good look at the next week's prints, as she was going to pose for some the same. Kirsty almost passed out with embarrassment, she couldn't pose for shots like she had seen, and had little sleep all week, eventually coming to pick up the job on Friday afternoon.


He laughed as she admitted she had a look at some of the pictures. He finally got it out of her which ones she looked at, and told her not too worry, as he wouldn't tell her boss, under one condition.
He said he had something to ask her, and told her he knew why she was always late. She looked at him, a shocked expression on her face, she thought she was in trouble, but his smile told her she needn't worry. As he expected, Kirsty was late, again, he noticed that her face was flushed, and offered her a drink, she readily accepted. Vic went to make the coffee, taking the prints with him, he flicked the kettle on, and went to his studio. She was never late except on the Friday run.

Vic began to smile to himself, as he thought of what Kirsty was doing between the developer and him. He made a phone call after Kirsty left the next Friday, asking his friend, the developer, to put the prints into a specific order, as well as making sure that the more explicit shots had large blow-ups as well as his usual size. One Friday in particular, she very nearly brought herself off, before snapping out of her haze, and realising she had spent longer than she should there. She rushed back to the photographers, he didn't seem too happy, but accepted her apologies, signing her delivery sheet, before letting her go home, it was always the last job on a Friday.

Kirsty found herself looking forward to the Thursday run, and as soon as she could, would delve into the package, looking for the muckier prints. She found herself becoming aroused by the shots, and found herself rubbing her pussy through her knickers as she sat in the quiet service area. Most of the time the package was unsealed, and being a curious sort, she found herself scanning through the prints while on a break at a service area. She was astonished at some of the prints, most were just glamourous shots, with a varying array of glamourous looking girls, but the shots she took of a Thursday were always more graphic, and sometimes featured girls playing with themselves in front of the camera.

One of Kirsty's favourite runs was the 'photographic run', which involved picking up negatives from a midland photographer, taking them to Oxford, waiting for them to be developed, then returning them to the photographer's studio. By now she had regular runs and knew where they were, so she could concentrate on more exiting things, just putting her mind into 'cruise' mode, while being able to take more breaks being another bonus of knowing the job. Kirsty had worked for the courier company for six months, and while the money wasn't great, she enjoyed the freedom the job gave her.

There was nothing she liked better than the hot sunny days, cruising down the motorway, arm out the window, wind blowing in her hair. Ann started going crazy now, feeling the euphoric vibrations from both John and this wonderfully sexy woman who was playing with her pussy while observing the two of them fucking on the river. Ann again began seeing her vision from above, and saw that the blonde woman had begun to fondle herself, and was now squatting and was pinching her nipples, her arm holding her large breasts, while her other hand kept a steady rhythm in her cunt, fingering herself and sliding up and down her pussy lips, touching her clit, her blonde hair hanging down to the ground, all the while gazing at Ann and John on their rocky perch.

The feeling of having a voyeur observe her and John sent her over the edge, as Ann felt the sudden crest of another orgasm, and looked down at John, who had an amazing look of sheer lust on his face. As Ann spread her pussy lips and guided his engorged dick inside of her, she looked in the direction her mind's eye had seen the girl.

Sure enough, she could make out the figure of the woman standing behind a row of trees above the shore, maybe 40 feet away. She embraced and kissed him again, grabbed his dick, wet with her sweet juices, and felt his tongue in her head as John turned and sat back on the smooth rock, drawing Ann to him, their mouths still locked in feverish bond. She could see the woman was young, had long blonde hair, and was watching from the opposite riverbank, at the base of a ravine. Wanting a better view she looked up at John and said, "I want to ride your cock, baby" John withdrew his hard dick, standing back in the water as Ann stood up, his cock waving around in midair.

Brian Went Back To His

His hard penis spoke the answer for him. They embraced in the water, their tongues once again flying into each other's mouths, darting and pushing inside, and they both felt their passionate urgency stronger than before. She wished he would pee forever, but he suddenly stopped. She began fingering herself as the heat spread through her, her cunt becoming wet inside. She stood up and grabbed John by his cock, which had become stiff again. She kissed him hard, pushing her cold/warm wet pussy into his crotch as their mouths traded the lush juices of their sex.
"What, did you see stars?" he giggled. "Oh. Fuck you" she retorted, grabbing his dick in a vise grip. The words "no-one knows where you are, how near or how far" echoed across the ravine from the Pink Floyd CD. "You won't believe what just happened to me," she whispered to John as they embraced, his come stuck to her lips. (End part one) As Ann tried to catch her breath she looked up and saw John's face, he had his eyes closed and was also breathing hard, his softening cock still in Ann's grip.

She stood up from the water, her legs shaking from her orgasms and the energy she felt from her out of body experience. The thick rod in her mouth was having a delirious effect on her, she felt like she was going to come again herself, and began sucking John even more furiously. From above she saw herself reach down into the water with her right hand and open her pussy lips, letting the cool water flow through her open cunt. She watched the woman slip off of the rock, grab his dick, jerk him with her hand, bite his right nipple, and then kneel before him in the water. Ann felt the cool water rush around her as she formed an "O" with her mouth.

The sensual surroundings really added to her excitement and she had become completely lost in the moment. She again thought she was watching from above, she heard herself orgasm again, and watched as John stood up, his hard cock jutting out in front of him. "I'm coming" she heard her voice echo against the wall of the ravine. John continued to lap at her soaking pussy, he was relentless now, diving his tongue deep within her cunt, he knew he could make Ann come 3 or 4 times this way.

She moaned again and did not know whether she was in the sky above or laying on the rock. She heard the mechanical sounds of the song "Welcome to the Machine" and as the guitar notes played she heard herself scream out with her first orgasm. "Eat me" she heard herself moan. "Lick me" She watched herself lift her knees up to allow John full access to her cunt. The woman on the rock grabbed him by his hair as he lapped at her, licking her pussy lips and sucking her clit into his mouth.

Ann could only nod her head. She heard the words from the CD player "Shine on You Crazy Diamond" and as they kissed, she felt like she was floating in the air above the river, suddenly felt like she was looking down on her and John's naked bodies, seeing her wet hair floating in the water, watching as John lifted her up and laid her on a flat rock. She felt the heat building inside her and the smell of the pine trees really made her senses reel.
She gazed into John's eyes and saw the passion and lust there. "I want to fuck you. Right here on the rocks" he said quietly. It was secluded, with lots of hardwood along the road above, and steep banks on the other side of the river with no homes or cabins in sight. And best of all, no people. They set out to the eddy pool and Ann laid her towel down." Ann yelled, grabbing a towel and her CD player. She followed him down the embankment, almost losing her balance several times.
When she got to the bottom, John was bellowing with laughter. "You looked just like a scared goose, he said. They climbed out of the Jeep, Ann stretching her long legs. "Last one in is a rotten...." John yelled as he scampered down the hill with the little cooler filled with beer. "Hey wait, asshole! "And he is the best at licking pussy", Ann thought to herself as the Jeep pulled up to a small clearing at the side of the road. Below the bluff Ann could make out a small river through the trees.

Imagining sex on the river with John really turned her on. She gazed at him again, and felt more than a tingle inside, she actually felt moist. She had always dated men her own age, but John was about 12 years older than she. She hadn t gone skinny-dipping since her teen days as a camp counselor. But that was nighttime, and so many years ago, this was daylight. The thought of outdoor sex had crossed her mind before, but she had never actually done it. "I have an idea, John said. "I know a quiet little place where a creek runs through some rocks.
It s pretty secluded." "Great! Can we get naked?" Ann giggled. She was tall, with sandy-blonde hair, long legs and a nice tight butt, but sometimes she felt her breasts were too small for her tall frame. With the hardtop off of John's Jeep it made things better, but the oppressive heat felt like a blast of hot air in their faces. They had set out in search of a place to swim, but found the nearby public lake filled to capacity.
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