For some reason, attempting to emulate this at home hadn’t gone so well. Libby and I had tried having sex on the car in the garage, but Libby put a stop to this saying it wasn’t working for her. If she wanted to get fucked on a car, it had to be out in the open.
Another time on a stinking hot night — one of the hottest ever on record in Melbourne — Libby and I went for a drive in the middle of the night along the coast. We stopped at Brighton Beach, desires overtook us and before we knew it Libby’s knickers were off and we were fucking on the beach between the iconic brightly colored bathing boxes, the moon and stars reflecting off the choppy waters of Port Phillip Bay, the tall buildings of the Melbourne city skyline illuminated in the distance. While the sex was really hot, we both got eaten alive by mosquitos and Libby ended up with sand in her snatch which obviously irritated her genitals, so we never repeated the experience.
Had Libby ever had sex on a beach with Todd? If so, I didn’t know about it. But I did know that I hadn’t been to Libby’s favorite spot in the Dandenongs with her for years, but she had been up here with Todd and not to go bird watching. I had seen it plenty of times with my own eyes. And this evening, I would be hiding in the bushes watching them fucking like two rabbits.
Obviously I couldn’t take my car to the clearing. But not far away there was a small precinct containing a supermarket, a fish and chip shop, a deli, a petrol station and a tavern. It was near the tavern that I parked my car, out of sight of the main road, and slipped quietly into the bush. Over my shoulder was a backpack, containing a pair of binoculars.
I soon found the clearing, I knew the way through the vegetation although I was careful. I didn’t want to meet any bees, paper wasps, bull ants, spiders, scorpions or snakes. One time when spying on my wife I had seen a reptilian head looking at me from behind a log and nearly jumped ten feet in the air, but to my relief it was a lizard, not a snake.
Hiding in the bushes, I waited for show time. The trees in this part of the hills were Mountain Ash, and there were lots of large ferns so plenty of cover for me. I looked at my phone to pass the time, a sudden movement out of the corner of my eye making me jump, but it was just a kangaroo. Then came the call of a lyrebird through the rainforest, which echoed in the trees. It was kind of appropriate to hear a lyrebird, as I was here to see a lying bird in the form of my wife.
Dusk was approaching when I heard the sound of a car engine, and I watched intently as Todd’s massive four wheel drive utility vehicle drove in with its ‘The Todd’ personalized registration plates. At the wheel of course was Todd, Libby in the passenger seat. I held my binoculars in place to watch the show.
They didn’t believe in wasting time. As soon as Todd had switched off the car engine and he and Libby had taken off their seatbelts, they were making out like a pair of horny teenagers at Lover’s Lane. Except neither was a teenager. Well, in the early part of 2012 Todd would still have been a teenager, but it was over 19 years since Libby had been a teen.
Todd kept shoving his tongue into my wife’s mouth and from the look of it halfway down her throat. Libby returned the gesture as she and Todd embraced, from the look on Todd’s face Libby’s hand was going somewhere it shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t quite see.
This didn’t last long, Todd and Libby getting out of the car and embracing. Libby was dressed plainly enough in a short-sleeved blouse, short skirt and sandals, and as they embraced and made out again, Todd lifted Libby’s skirt at the hem to fondle her bum through her panties, me seeing that my wife was wearing white knickers with blue polka dots tonight.
The front of Todd’s jeans looked fit to burst, and it only got worse when he put his hands down Libby’s pants, having a good rummage around in her knickers.
“You want me to do that thing you like me to do, Todd?” My wife extricated her tongue from her younger lover’s mouth long enough to ask the question.
“Oh fuck yeah Libby!” Todd yelled.
Libby slipped off her shoes so she was barefoot, and leaped her arse up onto the hood of Todd’s car. She opened her legs wide, showing Todd and without her knowledge me her knickers, putting her finger to her cotton-covered crotch and fingering the indentation of her vulva.
“You like perving on my knickers, don’t you Todd, you dirty little pervert?” Libby teased.
Todd clearly liked this, and responded by leaning forward and playing with my wife’s bare feet, sucking, caressing and kissing her soles, toes and arches. Foot fetishist Todd clearly liked this, but not as much as when Libby stood up on the car, reached under her skirt and pulled down her knickers, stepping her bare feet out of them.
With her undies in her hand, twirling them seductively, Libby sat back down on the car, opening and closing her legs, putting her hand over her pussy, then removing it, showing off her snatch, my wife pulling the Sharon Stone move on her younger lover. She tossed him her knickers, and Todd eagerly sniffed Libby’s creamy cunt stains on her panty saddle while perving at her pussy.
Then sitting with her legs wide open, Libby pointed at her vagina, and within seconds Todd’s head was under her skirt, between Libby’s legs and into her crotch, licking her cunt with vigor.
“Of fuck yeah, lick my cunt!” Libby yelled out.
Todd’s mouth was too full of my wife’s pussy to reply, and while my wife clearly was enjoying being eaten out as she writhed on top of the car, she indicated for Todd to stop.
“Let’s get undressed,” Libby said. Already knicker-less, my wife’s pussy and bum were totally exposed as she took off her skirt, leaving her naked from the waist down. Then off came Libby’s blouse, then she unhooked her bra to free her tits, leaving my cheating wife butt naked in the Dandenongs rainforest.
While Libby was undressing, so was Todd, the young man stripping off his shoes, socks, shirt and jeans, and nearly catching his undies on his enormous throbbing erection as he took them off too. Now both completely naked, Todd and Libby both got on the hood of Todd’s four wheel drive, making out and their hands exploring all of their nudity.
My wife took hold of her younger lover’s cock, jerking Todd off with vigor, while Todd’s hands were all over Libby’s tits and bum. They soon found their way between Libby’s legs, and to both her front bottom and her back bottom.
“You’ll get sticky fingers doing that!” laughed Libby, as Todd finger-fucked her fanny, stroking her pubes and feminine mound, before inserting some digits up her wet love hole. At the rear, one of Todd’s fingers went between Libby’s butt cheeks until he found my wife’s anus. Libby squealed loudly as Todd’s finger penetrated her in the private place where she pooped, sliding up her rectum and into the hot and tight interior of her bowels.
Todd was pretty keen on sticking his finger up my wife’s bum and she in turn was more than happy for him to do it, but it seemed to confirm that Libby had never been to the toilet in front of Todd. If he had seen, heard or smelled my wife when she was on the toilet having a shit, I think he might have been more hesitant to feel her anal sphincter for himself.