Risky

Risky
by Jonathan Eddington



Jo lay back on the grass in an empty area of the park. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders and spread across the warm summer grass. With a wicked grin she squeezed her beautiful breasts together with her arms, making her already magnificent cleavage even more inviting.

"Fuck me" she whispered, gazing at me with her hypnotic eyes.

Without a word I joined her on the grass, not caring that we were still close to the path. Our lips met and I savoured the sweet sensation of her soft welcoming lips. Those same lips that had been expertly sucking my erection only moments ago. The gentle breeze that was cooling my shaft was replaced by the warmth of her hand as she slowly began to stroke it.

"Fuck me" Jo insisted, lifting her skirt to show her damp thong.

Deftly I slipped the flimsy material to one side and positioned myself on top of her. With experienced ease she guided me into her, her silky wetness feeling so hot and inviting. Nearby we heard the crunch of footsteps on a gravel path. Perhaps on the same footpath we had taken. Nervous excitement tingled through my veins at the possibility of us being caught adding to my already raging arousal. Quickly we built a steady rhythm. My thrusts and Jo's panting matching the increasingly louder footsteps.

Jo let out a moan of delight, and the crunching steps stopped. I tried to glance over my shoulder, but could not see anyone. Yet the knowledge that someone had heard drove me to thrust deeper and harder.

"Over there, through the trees" came a whispering female voice.

"Where? I can't... Oh yeah!" clearly replied a male.

Horny Holiday 3 - The Cave in the Cove

Horny Holiday 3 - The Cave in the Cove
by Jonathan Eddington



On the first full day of our holiday, we rose early due to the baking heat of the sun beating down on our tent. After a quick breakfast, and before the other campers had even begun stirring, we decided to head to the nearby beach for a refreshing swim.

After making a couple of wrong turns during our walk down, we finally arrived at the tiny village nestling in the valley that opened up into a small cove. To our surprise, the wind was quite strong here, and there were several surfers braving the waves, yet there had been none at all at the camp.

"Still fancy a swim?" I asked Mary.

"Hmm. Looks a bit too rough" sighed Mary. "Though we can still take a walk along the beach."

Giggling like teenagers, we removed our foot wear and raced down to the water, feeling the warm sand running through our toes.

"Flipping heck that's freezing!" I yelped after just a few steps into the sea.

Mary stopped a few feet from the water line and laughed as I rushed back out again. Over Mary's shoulder I spotted a gap in the cliff at the edge of the beach. A small cave.

"Let's go exploring" I grinned and head over towards it.

"Explore...? Oh yeah!"

At least we would not get cut off in there, as within the few minutes it took for us to reach it, the tide was definitely on its way out. Even though the cave was only a few feet taller than us, and just wide enough for both of us to stand side by side, it was surprisingly deep. Though the sandy floor gave way to uneven rock a short distance past the bending entrance, and the roof lowered swiftly to barely chest height.

"Very cosy" Mary purred in the shadows, pulling me close to her.

"Yet tantalisingly public" I whispered as I slip my hands inside her t-shirt and slowly lifted it up.

Tenderly we kissed as I reached round and unfastened her bikini top. Mary stepped back, grabbed her t-shirt, and swiftly removed it with her bikini top, setting free her beautiful breasts. Looking over Mary's shoulder, and out of the cave, I could see two more surfers heading for the sea. Blissfully unaware of our increasingly naked bodies only yards from them, they ran on into the sea in search of the perfect wave.

Swiftly we discarded the last of our clothes and savoured the hunger on each other's lips. Our hands caressed every delicious curve of each other's exposed bodies, before homing in on the focus of each other's desire. Softly I gasped as Mary stroked the full length of my erection, and she sighed as my fingers dipped into her glistening pussy.

From outside the cave came the sound of rapidly pattering feet and soft voices. Suddenly something ran past the front of the cave causing us to break our kissing and watch outside. Even with the rising possibility of discovery our hands and fingers still stroked and thrust each other's raging passion. Again we heard the pattering of running feet coming towards us.

"Woah!" I said, as without warning we were no longer alone.

Horny Holiday 2 - Intense Activities

Horny Holiday 2 - Intense Activities
by Jonathan Eddington



As the sun went down on the first night of our camping break, me and Mary were enjoying the hospitality of a quaint little pub less than a mile from our tent. We had intended to find a quiet corner to ourselves, but due to the simple L shape of the only room there was no chance of any privacy. To the other drinkers we must have been like a pair of whispering, giggling teenagers. At first they had no idea why, but as our drinks flowed, we got louder, and they soon caught snippets of our saucy conversation.

"...her face when she saw my hand between your legs" I smirked.

"What about the truck diver?" Mary laughed. "I couldn't see his reaction with my head between yours!"

The rest of the pub drew quiet, but we didn't care.

"I can't wait to kiss my way up your thighs and taste your pussy."

"In here?" giggled Mary.

"You wish" I smiled, my hand sliding up her naked thigh.

Mary opened her legs, inviting me to go further than the edge of her skirt. An elderly man spluttered into his pint as he caught sight of her neatly trimmed bush.

"Let's head back. I'm getting a tent of my own" I glanced down at my crotch and winked at Mary.

"Hmm. This one went up much quicker than the other" Mary purred as she caressed my crotch. "And has been noticed by more than me" she finished with a whisper and a grin.

"Right. Let's go then" I said, then downed the last of my drink, anxious to escape the captivated eyes of the other drinkers in case someone complained.

Carefully I stood with my back to the others and tried in vain to hide my erection as I headed to the door. Mary swiftly followed and we made our way out into the warm evening air. Once we were a few hundred yards up the lane from the pub I unzipped my jeans and freed my straining cock.

"Can't wait, eh?" Mary giggled, wrapping her fingers around my shaft as we walked. "There's no hiding this now if someone comes you know?"

"I can think of somewhere to hide it" I smiled, pulling she round in front of me so my cock pressed between her thighs.

"When we get to our tent you can do more than hide it" Mary sighed, squeezing my shaft, then slowly stroking it as she kissed me deeply.

"Why wait?" I groaned as she continued to tease me.

"Because you'll not catch me before then" she laughed, then ran off up the lane.

Lakeside Lust

Lakeside Lust
by Jonathan Eddington



"No peeking" Ruby warned, as she turned away and began to remove her clothes.

"I won't" promised Stuart, though if things went as he hoped, he would get plenty of chances to catch a glimpse or two as the afternoon went on.

With her hands on her bra clasp Ruby checked over her shoulder. True to his word Stuart was looking in the opposite direction. Mixed in with the relief, a small part of her was disappointed. Did he not find her attractive? She had been sure that asking her to model for his photography assignment was just an excuse to get her alone so he could make a move on her.

In his mind Stuart pictured Ruby slowly and sensuously stripping for him. Coyly she turned with an arm across her impressive breasts, and a hand covering her modesty below. She gazed straight into his eyes, smiled, and presented herself to him in her full naked glory. Her eyes ran down his body stopping at his bulging crotch. Slowly she walked towards him and...

Virgin Vacation (second excerpt)

Virgin Vacation (second excerpt)
by Jonathan Eddington

Tanya, an eighteen year old virgin, is on a family holiday with her parents friends and their daughter. Dawn has had plenty of experience with boys, and took Tanya into town to check out the local talent. In the centre they met a group of boys and agreed to go for an eventful walk with three of them. Later that night they meet the guys again in a local family dance hall, and decided to find somewhere more private.

We head out the main hall, past the bar, and, whilst no one is looking, sneak down some roped off stairs. At the bottom is a short corridor with a door on each side. One is locked, but the other opens easily. Inside are a couple of sofas, coffee tables, a tv, cupboards, a sink, and a kettle.

"I worked here for a couple of weeks last year" explains Nosha.

Gav and Luke push one of the sofas against the door so we won't be disturbed, then turn off the main light. A low glow comes from the strip light under the top cupboards. It is very dark, but we can all just about make out each other. I'm not sure I want to do anything with the others here though, and sit down on the other sofa on the opposite side of the room.

"So Nosha," says Dawn, "seeing how you found us this place. What do you want to do with me?"

"Taste your pussy!" he drools, and in the near blackness I can just about see him push her down onto the sofa in front of the door and bury his head between Dawn's legs. He makes lapping and slurping sounds, and she moans in pleasure.

Todge turns my head to him and kisses me. I close my eyes and think only of him. His hand moves from my cheek to my breast and he gives it a squeeze. A light moan escapes from me as he moves his hand down, over my belly, to my shorts.

"May I?" Todge whispers in my ear.

"May you what?"

"Touch you. Taste you..."

My pussy tingles at the thought and I breathily agree. He struggles with the button, so I open it for him. The zip he can manage. Slowly he slips his hand inside, and finds my pussy, wet and waiting. Again I kiss him, hungry for more.

Looking across I struggle to make out Luke licking and sucking on Dawns exposed breasts. Nosha is bobbing his head up and down between her legs, and Gav has his cock in his hand and is wanking quite quickly. None of them are looking towards me, so I lift by bum, push down my shorts and bikini bottoms, and slip them off.

It feels so naughty to be sat half naked in front of the others. I spread my legs and feel my pussy. It's soaking. Todge smiles, kisses me deeply, then kneels in front of me and runs his hands up my thighs.

Things That Go Hump In The Night

Things That Go Hump In The Night
by Jonathan Eddington



"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Alison whimpered as they walked up the long, tree covered drive to the incredibly old mansion.

"It does look rather dark and gloomy," Reed sighed, "and that's before we even get inside."

Underfoot the gravel crunched as the five college friends continued towards the dark, foreboding entrance that loomed like a cavernous open mouth. The fading light glinted on the two upper windows over front door, like watching eyes, adding to the growing sense of unease. A chill passed through them, and a deep sigh seemed to come from the building as the ivy flapped up and slowly dropped back on the ancient stonework, almost like it took a breath. As they grew closer, it's imposing shadow seemed to rise up and cover them, and everything around them.

"It looks like a giant lying down facing us" murmured Ben. "Like his arms disappear off round the sides behind the trees, and are going to surround us..."

"And we're going to be pulled into his gaping mouth and eaten" Jess gasped.

"Oh come on!" admonished Reed. "I bet it's lovely inside. After all they wouldn't be renting rooms if it was a monster house that ate everyone. They'd soon run out of guests."

Beth smiled to herself. She had felt drawn to Ickwell Manor ever since she had found a picture of it online, as though some part of her belonged there. Thankfully it was now open as a hotel, with all it's Edwardian splendour faithfully preserved. It had not taken much to convince the others to spend Halloween there. Just a dare really for the guys, and the chance to have sex in a four poster bed for the girls.

Now they were here, Beth's sense of belonging was growing intensely, along with a strange sense of familiarity.

"No signal" Ben groaned as he checked his phone. "I hope they have Wi-Fi."

"I'm surprised they have electricity" said Reed as a light flicked on over the imposing doorway.

With a loud groaning creak the imposing door opened causing the group to stop in their tracks. Blackness loomed inside, and for a moment no one moved. Suddenly a figure appeared in darkness. Several of the group gasped, then sighed in relief as the little old lady came into the light.

"Come in, come in" the old lady cackled and beckoned them in. "You'll get cold and it's lovely and warm inside."

Beth moved first into the inky blackness and felt the welcoming warmth enfold her. Dimly at first she made out another large closed door a few feet in front of her as the old lady lit a few candles. The heat vanished as the others crowded into the vestibule, almost like someone had been holding her in a warm embrace then broke away.

"Sorry, but light bulbs keep blowing and the candles blow out when I open the door" the old lady explained. "Let me sign you all in, then I'll show you too your rooms."



Later, after a large supper in the ornate dining room, Ben had announced that he and Alison were going to see just how strong their huge bed was. Alison had playfully gone to slap him when he scooped her up in his arms to giggles from the others and carried her away. Not long after, Jess and Reed made their excuses and left Beth on her own in the large drawing room.

Even while they had been talking Beth's eyes had been drawn to a painting of a young well dressed man that hung over the fireplace. She walked over and read the name, Henry Ickwell, 1906. As Beth looked up at his face the rest of the room seemed to dim.

"Home" came a low breathy voice from all around her.

Strangely Beth found this intensely reassuring and reached up to touch the painting.

"Please don't touch the paintings miss" came the voice of the old lady from the doorway. "It costs a lot to clean them."

"I'm sorry" Beth said as she turned to her. "Who was he?"

"Henry built the manor as a wedding present for his fiancée, Bess. But she disappeared on a hunting trip a few days before. He spent the following year trying to find her before developing a fever and passing away."

"Oh how horrible! But at least he's at peace now."

"Not if the legend is too be believed. There have been several sightings over the years of a ghostly figure roaming the fields and woods around here."

"Bess" came the low breathy voice again. "Home."

"And in here?" Beth asked, noting the old lady seemed oblivious to the ghostly voice.

"Not that I know of" the old lady answered.

Was Beth hearing Henry's ghost, and if so, why her and not the old lady? She would have to wait until morning now to ask the others if they had noticed anything. In a way she hoped they had not, as that would make her special somehow. But then they may make fun of her.

"Ah ok. Well thanks for the info. I'm going to head up now. G'nite."

Tossing His Caber

Tossing His Caber
by Jonathan Eddington



In the middle of a large field just outside of town, most, if not all, of the local female population gathered. On top of a small hillock stood two young ladies, Aileen and Skye. The wind whipped their hair like wild flames, and added a faint red glow to their soft pale skin. Even under their thick coats it was easy to see the curves that had drawn so many men to them since they first blossomed into womanhood. After years of not settling down, they had learnt how to get a man to do what they want, when they wanted.

"So 'ave yea all been stickin' wit' the plan?" shouted Aileen over the general chit chat.

"Aye," shouted a smart middle aged lady near the front, "it's been easy. Every time the vote's mentioned a complain ova headache. It's been more a month since our last time. Thank God for my Rabbit!"

Laughter and nods ran though the crowd, though a few still looked worried.

"Mi Brodie still hasnae changed his mind" called out a young woman. "He keeps sayin' that Jamie MacLeod says we should split, so that's what he's gonna do."

Murmurs of agreement ran through the ladies.

"For nae" smirked Aileen. "Me an Skye've a plan..."

Steak And Blowjob Day

Steak And Blowjob Day
by Jonathan Eddington



Cherie felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. Whatever it was would have to wait. This lecture was far too important if she was to pass the course. A few minutes later she felt it buzz again. She sneaked a glance in case it was something important. Becky had sent her a couple of messages on Facebook. Knowing Becky it was something to do with plans for later, so she could ignore it for now.

Lecture over, Cherie headed out of college and looked at the messages.

Becky Harper March 14th at 4:26pm
Hey its steak and blowjob day or so Gaz says lol
I bet Ray knows and is hoping you'll be sucking him later!

Becky Harper March 14th at 4:38pm
I've had an idea on how to make this special day good for us too. I've told the guys to be at mine for 7 where we will have steak ready and waiting for them. Be at mine for 6 so we can get ready.

Intrigued, Cherie rang Becky and listened with growing excitement to her plan. Tonight was going to be fun, for all of them.



Shortly after six, Cherie arrived at Becky's, her heart racing with nervous energy. She had no qualms about sucking Ray, in fact she quite enjoyed it. Watching his face contort with pleasure as he came made her feel so powerful and sexy knowing it was all because of her. It was what Becky had planned before, that was giving her butterflies.

Half an hour later they were both stood in the identical lingerie Becky had chosen. The black stilettoes, lace stockings and suspenders showing off the girls’ slender legs and thighs. The curves of their tight, firm buttocks sat teasingly below the black lace under bust Basque. Their full rounded naked breasts daring anyone not to gaze at them adoringly. When Cherie saw the special thongs Becky had got for them she could not help a little laugh.

Outfits on, they tied their hair back in tight ponytails, Cherie's blond locks and Becky's brown being the main difference between them. Next they neatly applied the ruby red nail lacquer and lip gloss, and finished their look with dark mascara and eyeliner. Either one would be irresistible to any man, but together...

Virgin Vacation (excerpt)

Virgin Vacation (excerpt)

by Jonathan Eddington

Tanya, an eighteen year old virgin, is on a family holiday with her parents friends and their daughter. Dawn has had plenty of experience with boys, and soon takes Tanya into town to check out the local talent. In the centre they meet a group of boys and agree to go for a walk with three of them.

A few minutes later we have entered the park, gone past the children's play area, and are heading down a country path laughing and joking as we drink and walk. I have my arm round Todge's magnificent torso, and his free hand is resting on my bum. Every so often he gently squeezes it, sending little ripples of pleasure through me. I find myself wishing his hand was on my skin, not my skirt, and lift the back of it so he can feel my butt cheek sticking out of my bikini bottom. Todge responds by firmly squeezing it, and I notice that once again his cock looks like it is trying to escape his shorts. In fact the elastic around the top is being pushed away from his body, and I can just about make out his shaft inside. It must be so hard and powerful if it is anything like the rest of his body. I feel a bigger tingle, and a deep longing between my legs.

Up ahead, Andy, Dawn and Si are walking arm in arm, Dawn between the two of them, smiling and giggling at them both as they finish the booze.

"So where are you guys taking me, and what shall we do when we get there?" Dawn giggles suggestively.

"Just somewhere nice, where we can enjoy the sunshine together", winks Andy to Si.

"Yeah, and have some fun too!" says Si.

Coyly Dawn says "Oh, what kind of fun?"

"Something I bet you'll really enjoy!" growls Si, his hand caressing it's way down her back and pinching her bum. Dawn laughs, takes her arm from round his waist, and reaches round in front of him.

"Anything to do with this?" she asks, and Si gives a little gasp.

"Hell yeah, baby!"

"You too Andy?" as she does the same to him.

"If that's what you want..." he gasps.

"Oh yes. I DO want these" she purrs, her hands doing something to their crotches.

"Nearly there babe," gasps Si, "just through these trees."

Si leads us a few hundred yards off the path and through the trees, until we come to a little clearing with moss covering the ground, and small patches of bushes.

"You going to be ok?" Dawn whispers to me.

"Err..." I reply. My head feels wobbly after the alcohol.

"I'll be gentle," interrupts Todge before I can say anything, then looking into my eyes, "she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't want to."

Is this it? Am I about to see my first hard cock, to feel it, to enjoy it? What am I supposed to do? Do I need to do anything? And most importantly, am I ready?

The Story so Far - part 3

Previously you have heard how I came to like erotic stories, and the first time I saw a porn video. Now discover what happened the first time I had sex.

The Story so Far - part 2

Yesterday I told you about my introduction to sex stories and one that stuck in my memory. Today find out how I came to see my first porn video.

The Story so Far - part 1

This is the story of how I came to write erotic stories.

Dreaming of You 5 - Girls Night In

Dreaming of You 5 - Girls Night In

by Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of you and several of your friends having a party in our front room. All of you are drinking, and like any conversation between a group of fairly drunk ladies, the subject of sex has come up.

"He always wants to rub himself between my breasts," a rather busty blonde moans, "then give me a pearl necklace!"

All but one of the ladies giggle. Confused, the slender young redhead looks at the others.

"He gives you jewellery, just because you let him do that?"

Laughter bursts from the others.

"She means he finishes on her neck" you kindly explain.

"Oh!" she gasps, then smiles. "I'd rather swallow it."

"Really! What about the taste?" the blonde asks, a look of minor disgust on her face.

"You barely taste it if he's deep in your mouth" the redhead winks back.

"I'm sure my guy keeps trying to do it on my face," the blonde adds, "as he's been thrusting quite high as he finishes recently."

"He wants you to be his little porn star!" laughs a slim brunette.

"You should let him" you practically whisper.

"Oh, so you let your guy get your face all sticky with his stuff then?" the bemused redhead asks.

"Yeah, he loves it..."

"I bet he does!" giggles the brunette.

"...and so do I."

For several moments there is nothing but a stunned silence.

"What's it feel like?" the redhead asks seeming genuinely interested.

Everyone looks at you in anticipation. Clearly it is something none of the others have done, but they are curious about.

Championship Performance - part 3

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Championship Performance - part 3

by Jonathan Eddington

In the changing room for the World Mens Ten Meter Diving Championship, the hopes of Great Britain rest on the eighteen year old shoulders of Tim Dally. Instead of his upcoming performance, Tim has been fantasising about his team mate, Tania, when two girls enter the room wanting special autographs. He signs the naked breasts of Suzy, has both the girls suck his cock, and cums on Liz's face. She kisses him to say thanks.

"Lie down" Liz said breaking the kiss. "I wanna fuck you."

In a daze, Tim lay on the hard damp tiles, not quite sure if he should. Before he had chance to change his mind Liz straddled him and guided his cock inside her. It felt so good, better than he could ever had imagined. Sitting there unmoving, Liz beckoned over Chen and Kai.

"Are you guys not joining us?" Suzy called to Mick and Dan. "I'm feeling a little left out here!" she cheekily added.

Liz guided Chen to one side of her and Kai to the other. She began rocking her hips causing Tim's cock to thrust inside her. Reaching out she took the two other guys shafts in her hands. Although Tim could barely move, he was able to caress Liz's strong supple body with his hands. He felt his way up to her swaying breasts and squeezed them in his hands. Liz gasped in pleasure then sucked Kai hard and deep into her eager mouth while continuing to rub Chen's cock.

Glancing over to where Suzy was, Tim saw her lay on her back on one of the benches. Suzy was still happily sucking and stroking Juan, but now had Dan's head between her legs and Mick licking and sucking on her nipples. As he watched, Juan stepped back slightly and pointed his cock at Suzy's face. She looked into his eyes, smiled, then opened her mouth and flicked her tongue under his tip. Juan groaned deeply and shot his cum all over her face and hair. Tim found himself longing to shoot strand after strand of his cum at Tania's smiling face. Oh, how he wished to see it land on her forehead, cheeks, and lips, then slide and drip onto her beautiful naked breasts.

Dirty Dancing pt2

If you haven't read part 1 yet go to http://jonathaneddington.blogspot.com/2013/03/dirty-dancing-pt1.html

Miya has just picked up Ron in the club and got him to masturbate her on the dance floor. Now she wants more from him.

Dirty Dancing pt2

by Jonathan Eddington

Grabbing his groin she said "Well Ron, let's find a nice, quiet corner somewhere, were we can do something with that rock hard cock of yours..."

With the music still pounding in their ears, she took him by the hand and led him away from the dance floor towards a quieter area. It was a typical club lounging area. Barely lit with low couches grouped around tables. One table had a group of girls giggling round it, another a pair of obviously drunk lads, but apart from a few apparently sleeping bodies most were empty. They went towards the back, where the only people near were a few sleeping guys and a girl.

Miya pushed Ron down onto the couch and began to dance sexily in front of him, her hands caressed her body, slid down her belly between her legs, then flashed her pussy as she raised them to her chest, catching her skirt as she did so. When she squeezed her ample breasts together it looked like his eyes where as close to popping out as her chest!

"Don't you want to feel them," Miya said as she leant towards him, "squeeze them, and lick them?"

It was obvious by the tent in his pants that he did, but he nodded anyway. She turned round and sat in his lap with her back to him, took his hands, slid them round her body, and inside her top. Gently at first he cupped them in his hands as she undid her top, then he began to roll her nipples between his fingers causing her to let out a small moan of pleasure and to wriggle in his lap.

"Hmm... Fuck me!" she whispered, then standing slightly she undid his pants, pulled out his cock, and guided it inside her. He gasped in surprise, and even more so when she began to bounce up and down on him. Quickly looking round he didn't see anyone who seemed to be watching so grasped her by the waist and began thrusting. Miya's breasts now bounced freely, as her perfect bottom slapped again and again against his lap.

A Great Night Out - Part 1

A Great Night Out - Part 1

By Jonathan Eddington

'A quiet little place' is all I'd said to you. Well it certainly was not big, and when we entered the restaurant it was definitely quiet. We where the only two customers in there!

"Table for two please" you say to the waiter who has just appeared.

"Certainly madam. This way please" he replies with a little flourish of his hands and he shows us to our table.

The table is in a little alcove, and as we go to sit down we notice the chairs are on two sides next to each other. We sit and hold hands briefly before the waiter hands us the menus, takes our drinks order, and departs.

We move our chairs closer together and kiss passionately. My hand caresses your stockinged leg as you place a hand against my chest.

Looking up we glance to check we can see anyone if they approach, then my hand slides up your leg to your thigh, pausing at the top of your hold ups. You check again and then your hand slides down my chest, past my belly and rests on my crotch. You can feel my cock starting to harden before you gently squeeze it through my trousers.

Again we kiss passionately as I slide my hand right up your thigh and gently stroke you through your thong. Moaning quietly you rub your hand against my now hard cock and I moan too.

Glancing up we see the waiter returning with our drinks. Sitting up straight we accept our drinks, a hand still between each others thighs. As the waiter turns to leave I slip your thong to one side and slide a finger inside you. You gasp, and the waiter turns.

"Everything to your satisfaction madam?"

"Yes thanks."

"Are you ready to order perhaps?"

"Can I have the italian chicken please?"

"Certainly madam, and sir?"

"Steak and ale pie please."

"Certainly sir. Would there be anything else?"

"No thank you!" I gasp as you squeeze my cock. The waiter thanks us for our order and leaves.

Knowing we have a while before our food arrives I again slip a finger inside you and slowly tease you. You raise your hand from my crotch, undo the button and slide the zip down on my pants. Then you slip your hand inside my briefs and cup my balls in your hand.