Sports Day - A hot hookup. Pt.2

“Let’s have a quickie,” I gasped into her ear. “No one’s here, I need you. We could. I could take you from behind, over that log.”

She was wriggling and writhing against me and looked quickly over to where I meant. There was a fallen tree with a thick trunk so I formed almost like the height of a table or desk. Then turned her head back and quickly nodded.

We both wanted to act fast. I turned her round, kissed the back of her neck with my hand still buried in her snatch as she arched against me, then pushed her over the tree. She put her hands out on to the trunk and put her arse in the air and tried to get her legs as wide as her pants would allow. Her pussy was visibly open, soaking and quivering, begging for a cock.

I positioned myself behind her and rubbed the fat head of my cock on her lips. She was mewing and trying to push back on to me. I didn’t hang about, I didn’t know how for how long her lust would overcome her reserve and I didn’t want her to change her mind. I forced my dick in to her in 3 hard thrusts. I don’t have the world’s longest cock but I have always been proud of my girth and I couldn’t get it in in one go. I knocked the breath out of her as my cock forced her wide open and I started to give her the best, deepest thrusts I could given the constraints of both of us having pants round our ankles.

She was gasping and backing on to me as I held her hips and marvelled at her gorgeous, creamy arse – classic redhead skin - and her pussy clenching at my dick as I pounded her, her arsehole winking involuntarily as I pushed and pulled her hips.

“Fucking hell yes!” she grunted. “So thick. So deep. Don’t stop.”

I had absolutely no intention of stopping but I was beginning to tire. Fucking horny though this was, it was slightly awkward. J’s only 5’2” and I had to bend my knees at a weird angle to thrust up into her, and she was trying to get on tippy toes too, so we were both struggling a bit with the position. This is why when we fuck doggy style in a standing position I always get her to keep her heels on! (well, it’s a good excuse :D)

I pulled my cock out and turned her round, kissed her deeply, then hitched her bum up in my hands, picking her whole weight up, and pushed her back on to the trunk. She realized what I was trying to do and laid back on the trunk and picked her feet up, so I was holding her in the air using the tree to take some of her weight with my hands still holding her arse up to take the rest of it.

That was better. With her feet together on my chest still held by her pants, she could open her legs wide. I moved my hips forward and speared my cock deep into her. Her eyes rolled in her head with this much deeper penetration and she let out a deep groan.

It was better for me too, I’m a simple guy most of the time and I like my cock going deep and hard in to a wet pussy. In this position I could move her hips and cunt on to my cock as I started thrusting hard into her, giving her deep long strokes. Her tits were jiggling in time with this assault and her top lost its ability to contain her left boob and it spilled out, flushed and with a gorgeous erect nipple. I’m not sure she even noticed.

We were both still feeling the urgency to make this a pretty quick fuck, given our exposed position, but both also loving the cool forest air on our half naked bodies as we coupled. The position was doing it for both of us and I could feel that familiar tingle in my balls. I knew I could come pretty quickly just by looking at something that would do it for me – her flushed face, her escaped boob, her pussy submitting to my assault, but I wanted her to come too.

She knew I was near too.

“Ahhhh, I can see your come face!” she cried in a low voice and with a wide smile, “go on, fuck me, come in me.”

She was looking me deep in the eye as I fucked her and as she said this, urging me on. I knew she was close but didn’t know if she was close enough to come.

I decided to try something. I flicked my eyes up past her head then back to her face.

“Someone’s watching us,” I hissed, my eyes wide.

Her eyes went even wider and she shook her head and her shoulders started shaking. For a moment I thought she was looking round to see, or was going to push me away, but I was wrong.

“Don’ care, don’ care, don’ care!” she cried urgently, in a voice she was trying to suppress.

“Jus’ fuck me, don’ stop, don’ stop!!”

At this point her shoulders were shaking and heaving, a massive flush spread right over her chest and up her neck, and she was grabbing my hips and arse trying to pull me harder and deeper into her. Then something amazing happened – on a particularly hard stroke her pussy just suddenly opened up and was instantly soaking, like literally 2 or 3 times wetter, and wide to the point of being completely loose even round my thick shaft.

At the same time her entrance tightened. It honestly felt like my cock was being gripped round the base by a hand that was squeezing on it, whilst my shaft and head was buried in something that was suddenly like a soaking wet football stadium. I felt a spray of her juice on my pubes and balls, whether she was actually squirting or it was just the pressure of my pounding forcing her wetness out, I didn’t know, but I didn’t fucking care to be honest. I was almost instantly ready to cum.

She was already there. Her hips and thighs started convulsing against me and she cried out.

“Unh, unh, yes, yes, YES! NOW! NOW!” she was virtually screaming.

Her hands were clawing at me, she threw her head back and shut her eyes tight and shuddered, shoulders and hips shaking as that wonderful cunt clenched then released, clenched then released, spurts of juice soaking my balls on each release as she went through a half minute or more orgasm.

I gave her one last, hard thrust and pulled her bum, forcing her on to me as deep as I could possibly go and let out a guttural groan. I looked down to the join of the root of my cock and her sparse ginger bush, and let fly. My balls jumped and twitched as I emptied myself into her. I was probably grinding away trying to get even an extra millimetre deeper, but I don’t think she was in any state to notice.

Her legs flopped apart but I held her up and held her to me – ever the gentleman! – so she didn’t hit the deck. Leaned over and kissed her and made sure she was back in the land of the living, then set her down gently once I could be sure her legs were going to hold her. My cock flopped out of her and cum and juice spewed out and dripped on the forest floor. We both looked at it, looked at each other, shrugged, and laughed. Well, giggled to be honest.

“What an amazing fuck,” I said to her, “YOU are an amazing fuck. Thank you.”

She just smiled and hugged me. We still had our pants pulled down so hurriedly pulled them up and dusted ourselves off, and furtively looked around to see if anyone was there. We were alone.

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She hugged my arm on the way back to the campsite and the car. I could see there was something on her mind but she was quiet. Finally she blurted it out.

“Was there REALLY someone watching?” she asked.

“I… think so. I could have sworn I saw a face of someone hiding behind a tree,” I replied, lying. “Maybe they were wanking and got off and hid or something.”

“Hmm,” was her only response.

I could see her thinking about it. I think she knew I’d made it up. I also think she knew it had really excited her. I didn’t care if she was going to admit it or not. I’d just enjoyed one of the best sex sessions of my whole life.

We were both learning lots about our respective sexual response at that point in our relationship. I’m not sure she’d twigged yet how much of a deviant I could be, but I think she was beginning to enjoy what could happen when I pushed her out of her comfort zone. For my part I was revelling in the amazing physical response of this woman. I was no angel and had plenty of experience, but I’d never seen or felt a woman come like she did, in real life or in porn. There was absolutely nothing fake or equivocal about it, it was a totally authentic surrender to her body’s reactions.

Not that every time we had sex was like this. Like most women, she could have smaller orgasms as well as the huge releases and enjoy them if not quite as much, differently. But the really, really big ones were always heralded by that ‘wet pit’ feeling that had really taken me by surprise. Sometimes it would be on my tongue, more often from a really thorough pounding, and the extra spice.- like thinking she’d been caught – always made it happen. And it would make me come buckets too, every time.

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