The Journey into Sharing – Chap 2 by CuckyStrikesBack.,
Before Magaluf came a stepping stone for things to come …
For Emily and me, our sex lives became more intense and high risk following our respective sexual fantasy revelations during her birthday night at the hotel. It wasn’t like that every single time we had sex, but the pushing of boundaries did dramatically increase.
We both lived with our respective parents, but at weekends, Friday evening through to Monday morning, I always stayed at Emily’s. With Emily being twenty, and her two older brothers having already left home, it was like we owned our own house at times. Her parents had well paid jobs but worked long hours. Subsequently however, they lived lavish lifestyles. At least two weekends a month they would go on a city break or visit long distance friends and family, leaving Emily and me to look after the house.
Already having taking advantage of this freedom, such as enjoying wild sex around the house in cosplay outfits, or Emily parading around in lingerie, our confessions added more intensity to our games. It was no longer just about me fantasising over watching Emily with another guy, it quickly became more about Emily wanting to experience two guys. She also admitted to being turned on over the thought of people watching us having sex, or better still in her mind, getting caught having sex.
Back then dogging was becoming the well known term for people meeting in public places after dark for sex, usually in car parks, lay-bys or beauty spots. It was Emily who first asked me if I’d heard of dogging before. Vaguely I had, but I soon came to understand it fully when she suggested we go check a place out fairly local to the town we lived in.
I remember Emily being very nervous, but mostly excited, as I drove us through the long, windy country lane towards a lay-by she claimed to have heard to be a dogging spot. I knew it well, but not for any sinister reasons. It was also secluded by trees and bushes. I to was experiencing excitement and nerves, but unlike Emily, my nerves outweighed my excitement.
At first we agreed to drive through the lay-by slowly without stopping, to see if any cars or people were already there. As I drove through the lay-by I immediately switched the car lights to side beam and slowed down to around 5mph. It was pitch black, apart from my car lights. At first it appeared empty, but then, as we approached half way, we noticed a car parked up close to the bushes, almost hidden from view.
“Can you see anybody inside?” an excited Emily bounced in the passenger seat.
I slowed down and glanced right into the vehicle. “There’s nobody in there,” I muttered, relieved in part.
Emily was still bouncing with excitement when she told me to park up a few metres behind the car. With my heart beating faster than if I were running, I pulled in close to the bushes and killed the lights. Then there was only silence for a few minutes, while we sat and waited.
“The driver must be somewhere around here?” she said, glancing around my car through the windows for anybody who might be lurking outside in the shadows. “Do you think it’s a man or a woman’s car?” she asked. “Or maybe it’s a horny couple like us?” she ended with a giggle.
I began to get nervous, like safety concerned nervous. The car could have belonged to anyone. Fearing the worst, like perhaps it was a group of guys who had arrived in the car, I suggested that we forget about the whole dogging thing and go back home.
“No, let’s stay for at least a short while,” she pleaded, with puppy dog eyes. “Maybe this will convince you.”
Emily slipped a hand down inside the front of my jogging trousers. Despite my nervous state, I was quickly erect and accepting my girlfriends hand pulling out my cock. Lowering the seat back for extra comfort, Emily lowered her head into my lap and took my cock into her mouth to begin one of her expert blowjobs.
Forgetting all my fears of being vulnerable in the lay-by, hidden down a dark country lane, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the warm wetness engulfed around my cock. But as soon I relaxed into it, Emily stopped and sat up. I opened my eyes.
“What are you doing?” I smiled, watching my girlfriend remove her hoodie and t-shirt.
“Just getting comfortable,” she giggled, before resuming the blowjob in her bra.
Chuckling, I put my hand on the back of her head and lifted my hips. “Oh yes, that’s a good slut,” I then groaned and closed my eyes.
Emily slowly and deeply pleasured my cock for a few minutes and then stopped again.
“Now what?” I laughed.
“I’m so horny I want to take my bra off,” she spoke quietly, seeking assurance from me.
I glanced around outside. “Go for it!”
Emily grinned, turned on the interior light and then removed her bra.
“What are you doing?” I laughed again, staring at her gorgeous tits and hard nipples before quickly turning the light back off.
“It’s dogging etiquette!” she laughed back, and then turned the light on again.
“How the fuck do you know that?” I continued laughing and turned the light off for a second time. “And what does it mean exactly?”
“It means we don’t mind people watching us. But it doesn’t mean they can join in. So keep the light on and let me suck your juicy cock!”
“Fuck, Emily! How the hell do you know this?” I gasped in shock as she turned the light back on.
“I did a little research,” she winked.
Before I could protest any further, or turn off the light, Emily was stroking my cock with her hand and lowering her head into my lap. Her cute and sexy 32C tittys dangled, before they were squashed against my outer thigh when she started sucking me off again.
“Fuck!” I gasped, in pleasure this time.
Emily bobbed her head up and down, stroking my cock into her mouth whilst giving me an awesome blowjob. Fuck the light, I decided.
I was close to shooting my load down her hungry throat when I suddenly sensed somebody watching us. Forgetting about the blowjob for a moment, I let Emily carry on while my attention searched outside. There was nobody there from what I could see, but of course, I wouldn’t with the light on inside. I turned it off and then instantly panicked.
“Fuck! There’s a guy outside your window!”
The stranger, dressed in dark clothing, immediately stepped back from Emily’s window and put his hand up as if to apologise.
“Where?” Emily giggled, removing her mouth from my cock, but still continuing to stroke my shaft.
“He’s outside your window!” I replied.
Emily let go of my cock and sat up to get a better look. “He looks harmless,” she giggled again, carelessly facing her tits at the window and stranger.
“They all look fucking harmless until they pull a knife out!” I said, seriously. “Put your tits away and let’s get the fuck out of here!”
As I pulled my joggers up Emily told me to stop being a muppet. She then reminded me why we had come dogging. I calmed down and nodded. But then she wound the window down slightly to speak to the guy.
“Emily! Sort yourself out!”
Ignoring me, she said good evening with a giggle.