Melissa was still in the bathroom getting ready for her girlie night out when Matt shouted that he was leaving. He waited for a response. He shouted again, just as Melissa stood at the top of the stairs in her black stockings and suspender belt. Her attention focused on her husband.
“Have fun with the girls,” he said, raising his eyebrows in a mock suggestive attitude.
Melissa nodded, “Don’t you worry, I will,” she replied. A huge grin spread across her face.
Matt disappeared through the door and in no time at all, joined Brian at the pub. A normal Friday night conversation began and a few beers ordered at the bar; both of them wondering why John was not present, as he was usually pretty prompt. The conversation was quick and was initially focused on politics, Brexit, the latest Trumpism, but moved swiftly onto sports, such as tennis and finally cricket. Both of them downed a few beers before their gaze was drawn to the pool table.
ooOoo
John was packing from his working day trip to London, he had spent the night at a local hotel in order to get everything done in time. He was supposed to be with Matt and Brian at seven, as it was their Friday night out after work; the time when they all got together for a quick drink. But here he was on the outskirts of London at five thirty, knowing that he wouldn’t get there much before eight thirty at the earliest. It would take that long just to drive there, he thought.
As it was too late to meet the guys at the pub, John decided to go online to his favourite site before he left the hotel. He scoured the area close to where he lived and saw a posting from someone called ‘DesperateForCock’. The profile was intriguing to say the least, and the woman in the image looked as hot as fuck. There was a mention of a picnic site in the post, a place that John had known about but had never frequented. It was not exactly on his way home, but close enough to a motorway junction that he could easily attend.
John decided to leave a reply, indicating that he may not arrive until eight thirty. That may leave plenty of time for fun, he thought. Almost immediately his phone pinged with a reply. It seemed that ‘DesperateForCock’ was indeed, desperate for cock! He chuckled to himself, adjusting his cock in the process.
With a higher than normal anticipation of having sex, John got in his is car and started driving West on the M4. He figured that if he drove fast enough, he would definitely get there in time for some action.
ooOoo
Melissa was intending to have a girlie night out, well, with one other girl that is. Charlie had become Melissa’s best friend from work. As Melissa pulled up outside her friend’s house she thought about the evening ahead, at the secluded picnic site; far enough away from where they lived but only about a twenty-minute drive from their respective homes. It was close to one of the main roads connecting two of the largest cities in the area, one of which they lived in.
James, Charlie’s husband, wished them a good time and kissed his wife on the cheek before she got in the car.
“Be back after midnight, if all goes well – if not earlier,” she purred.
James nodded and smiled as he waved them goodbye. He knew exactly what Charlie meant.
Heading South in the car, Charlie filled Melissa in on the details. She told her that she had posted on the website and that seven guys said that they would be attending. Melissa let out a sharp breath of air, she was more than excited and hot at the prospect of meeting a few guys, even though she had not done this for a long, long time. In all honesty, this was her first time with Charlie and she couldn’t wait to get there. Melissa had met Charlie at a works party and both girls hit it off immediately. However, it wasn’t until Melissa caught Charlie fucking some guy over the sink in the lady’s toilet, that she found out about her clandestine arrangements. They got talking and Melissa poured her heart out and told Charlie everything about her past and present. And that was when Charlie took control of Melissa’s future.
Charlie dialled in some pop channel on the radio and opened the window to the crisp Autumn air. Her dark curls ruffled in the wind as they sang along to ‘I want to be free’ by Queen.
The drive out of the city was slow, but there was no rush, as the party would probably not start until about nine o’clock. They would have to wait for all the normal people to fuck off back to their homes from a family day out. The nights were now closing in and they were getting colder as well. Both girls were hoping that they wouldn’t have to wait too long before the action started.
ooOoo
Before starting their game of pool, Matt received a text message from John. It was seven thirty and John had been on the road for two hours. He had popped off to the loo in a service station and thought he would let the guys know that he would be late for their Friday drinks and probably wouldn’t get back in time. But he may get there by ten o’clock if the drive was easy.
Matt texted him with the message, “Why so late?”
John’s reply was not all that honest, “Work, a bit late leaving London.”
John pocketed his phone and dropped a few pound coins into the slot machine in the toilet and then a few more. An old guy looked at him but left the loo leaving John to smile at himself.
Back in the car, John grinned at his mobile phone as he checked the messages left by ‘DesperateForCock’.
ooOoo
At seven thirty, Melissa and Charlie arrived at the picnic site. Over to the far left of the entrance was a couple of cars, and two guys were already outside, chatting. There was a third person in one of the other cars apparently reading a book. Melissa pulled up just to the right of the guys that were talking. Charlie looked at them, waved and smiled. Both men waved back. Melissa was anxious and nervous. She stared straight ahead, ignoring the guys, her breathing laboured.
Charlie reached out to hold her hand and squeezed it gently.
“You’ll be fine,” she said. “Come on, let’s chat to these two.”
They got out of the car and it was Charlie that did all the talking. Melissa, despite her more outstanding sexual features, took a back seat, laughing, smiling but not making eye contact all that much. But it was Melissa that immediately focused her stare to the groin of one of the guys when he told them that it was big. Melissa bit her nail, pulling their gaze to her luscious pout, her heart rate increased and a switch flicked inside her. As if an electric current connected her pussy to her brain, Melissa was suddenly running on autodrive. Sexual autodrive, that is.
Charlie watched the change in her behaviour with a wry smile on her face.
Without any warning, it was Melissa that sidled up to the guy and unzipped his trousers, reached in and pulled out his manhood. She pulled on it for a while, her slick fingers making it grow to a substantial size in her hand. Charlie smiled and furtively looked around her to see who was watching. There was just one other guy; the one in the car at the back of the car park. All the other cars had now gone taking their children with them.
By eight forty five, Melissa was being escorted to the back of a flat backed beast of a machine. The boot was opened and blankets adorned the inside of the truck. Melissa leaned against the back of the truck, still pulling on the cock in front of her. She then sank to her knees, briefly, to take the growing cock into her mouth. Relishing its length, its solidity, and its warmth. Everything about it was just gorgeous.
ooOoo
It was ten past nine in the pub when Matt was beating the hell out of Brian at pool. They were on their fifth pint of beer and the sarcasm was flowing freely.
“What the fuck is it with John,” said Brian, “fucking working late on a fucking Friday, of all days.”
“No fucking commitment,” mocked Matt.
“No none at all – just a pathetic text to say he’ll be late – wanker!”
Matt potted the black ball again, leaving four reds belonging to Brian, still on the table.
“Another?”
“Nah – I’m fucking useless after a few pints,” said Brian.
“You’re fucking useless before any pints,” replied Matt, slapping his friend on the back.
“Very fucking funny. Let’s watch the TV. Was it half nine John said he’d be here?”
“About that,” replied Matt, “But, I don’t trust that wanker now – not anymore,” replied Matt, his hand made the sign of a bloke tossing himself off and both guys laughed and mocked poor old John.
ooOoo
Charlie walked to the other car. She could see a young guy inside, quickly fumbling with his trousers as she approached.
“No need to hide anything,” she teased. “Why don’t you open the door – you too can have what that guy is having over there.” She pointed in the direction of Melissa. She was on her knees and only managing to swallow half the cock in front of her.
The young lad looked at her hesitantly. Charlie turned and started to walk away when the car door opened with a click. Charlie grinned and turned around. A knowing smile spread across her face. A towel covered the guy’s lap. Charlie knelt down close to the car and pulled away the towel. The hard on underneath was impressive – slim, but impressive. She lifted his cock vertically and with her other hand grabbed the underneath of his seat, pulling the seat adjust upwards and sending him flying backwards as far as the seat would go. The extra room gave her enough space to savour his cock; far enough away from the steering wheel.
Charlie lowered her mouth, keeping her eyes focused on his all the time, only stopping when a car entered the car park. She stood up to look at who was driving. The Audi A4 stopped and parked just short of where Charlie was now standing. A man looked out of the window.
“Charlie?” he said.
Charlie nodded. “You must be John,” she smiled.
“Hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he said gleefully.
“Not yet, why don’t you join me.”
Charlie turned back to the young bloke’s car and knelt back down to suck the guy’s cock once more; bending at the hip this time so that she could bare her pussy to John’s stare and whatever else he fancied doing to her.
Her dress was short – too short for a picnic, thought John as he got out of the car and walked behind her. His finger slipped into her pussy just as she slipped her mouth over the guy’s long slim cock.
In the distance John could see another woman in the back of a 4×4 getting pounded. The guy was giving it to her hard and his partner was stroking his not too insubstantial cock in anticipation of being next. He watched for a while and thought that the woman in the other car sounded a shit load of fun, her screams were unbelievable.
Pulling his intentions away from the rutting couple, John knelt down and slipped his tongue into Charlie’s pussy as she sucked the guy’s cock.
He heard her moan, as much as she could with her mouth full, and started to lick her pussy with some eagerness. Charlie opened her legs to let him have better access. She moaned again. Not because John pushed his tongue into her but because the young guy was filling her mouth with his cream. Charlie swallowed hard just before another spurt filled her mouth. It seemed to go on for ages and eventually she had to let it dribble out of the side of her mouth where it pooled over her hand at the base of his cock, and eventually onto his clean jeans.
Eventually, Charlie raised her head and started to suck in deep lungfuls of air; just as her own orgasm ripped through her from the other end, helped by a finger inside her pussy and one in her arse at the same time. Her legs almost buckled and John had to stand up and hold onto her for a while before she regained her balance.
John looked over Charlie’s back and onto the pool of spunk covering the base of her hand. Eventually, Charlie raised herself up to the shrieks and moans from the other car.
“If she doesn’t shut the fuck up the police will be on us,” Charlie said.
“She’s having a good time,” said John.
“It’s her first time as well,” replied Charlie.
“First time ever or just here,” said John.
“I know it’s not ever. But it is her first here with me. She’s really going for it tonight, seems she needs this,” replied Charlie.
John knew that he had to have some of that. But by the time he made his excuses and started to walk over to her, the other guy in line had taken over and was pounding her pussy. The first guy still looked hard and John engaged him a brief conversation.
John was pleased to learn that she just couldn’t stop cumming and that he had to pull out of her for a rest. He also added that he wanted to fuck Charlie anyway.
With the squeal of tyres and a few loose chippings thrown into the air, John watched as the young guy in the ford focus pulled away with a smile on his face.
“He’ll be back next week,” said Charlie, sidling up to watch.
“What about you, Charlie?” asked John.
“Fuck yeah! So which of you two are going to fuck my pussy, or do you both want me – it’s been known to happen,” she winked at both of them.
“I’d like to fuck the newbie with the blindfold in the back of the truck. Jeff said she’s a goer,” he said.
“Yeah, she said she wanted the blindfold on and pulled one out of her bag, obviously she came prepared,” said Jeff.
Jeff and Charlie wandered over to the blue Mercedes. John watched with interest as Charlie spread herself over the bonnet and waited for the pumping and fucking to begin.
The girl in the truck was screaming once more. The guy fucking her started to groan. John pulled on his cock to make it harder as he watched the guy fuck her, pull out of her, rip his condom off and spurt all over her lower body.
Melissa felt empty without the cock inside her but her spirits soon perked up when she felt the droplets of cum cover her bare body; bare, except for the stockings she had insisted she keep on. Her breasts were still wobbling with her own orgasm that had struck just as the guy’s cock was removed.
“Stay where you are.”
Melissa was panting and about to remove her blindfold but she kept it on. His instructions were clear and a rush of expectation flooded her senses and a sigh erupted from her mouth as she pursed her lips and opened her thighs wider for what she hoped was another cock.
John stood in front of her and rolled a condom over his erect cock. His hands fell on her thighs to open them further and his finger disappeared inside her.
Melissa moaned, as he wiggled his finger inside her moist cunt. She then moaned some more and nearly exploded when his thumb contacted her clit. Her hand came down on his and she held it there rubbing it into her pussy as she came on his fingers.
So many expletives, thought John, and from such a nice girl as well.
Soon after that wonderful moment, her pussy was filled with cock. She rode it, pushing her bum forward on the blankets until the cock was fully inside her.
“Fucking give it to me!” said Melissa.
John fucked her hard and must have brought Melissa to a few more wonderful orgasms based on the words she had chosen to say to him. They were certainly not the words of love.
Charlie was uttering the same words as Melissa was, though she was spread-eagled over the car with Jeff now pumping his cock hard into her from behind.
John realised that with all his fucking, and with watching Charlie, spread-eagled on the car, that he was going to lose it big time.
He did the same as the guy before him, he pulled his cock out from Melissa’s pussy and pulled her forward until, with a sudden shock, she slid off the back of the truck and onto her knees. She put her hands out to steady herself on John’s thighs. The condom was off and John was wanking furiously into Melissa’s face.
That was when John noticed the distinctive tattoo on Melissa’s shoulder, the red rose with thorns entwined around it with a blue butterfly caught in the thorns.
John unloaded the contents of his balls all over Melissa’s face and tits; though not much hit her tits as Melissa’s mouth closed around his cock rapidly in an attempt to swallow as much of his cum as she could.
The noise emanating from the other car had quietened down quite considerably as John emptied the contents of his balls all over Melissa.
Charlie had walked over to them and placed her hands on Melissa’s shoulders before lowering them to feel her heavy and full tits; stroking her nipples as she did so.
“Suck on it girl,” she encouraged.
“Every last drop,” she added.
John looked at both of them but his eyes were focused on Melissa’s shoulders.
He took his cock from her mouth and pushed it inside his trousers quickly.
“I gotta be off,” he said. “Friends to meet. It’s been a great night. Thank you, and thanks for inviting me,” he nodded towards Charlie as he made his getaway; raising his hands in a high-five symbol to the other two guys that were now walking back from the blue Merc.
As Charlie watched John leave, she told Melissa that she needed the car wash on the way home.
John was on his way out of the car park before Melissa had removed her blindfold and had time to look at the mess that Charlie and Jeff had left on the bonnet of her car.
“What’s the time?” said Melissa, as she palmed and fingered the areas of drying spunk on her breasts. Charlie had massaged every last drop into her silky smooth skin. She would definitely need a shower now, she thought.
Charlie announced that it was nine thirty and, with a little disappointment in her voice, stated that it didn’t look like the other three or four guys were going to show up.
“However, Melissa – did you enjoy it?” She asked.
“Enjoy it!” said Melissa, “it was fucking awesome. I love being fucked by strangers and especially on a girlie night out.”
ooOoo
Melissa and Charlie made tracks for home at around ten o’clock. It would take them about half an hour to drive home, though, Melissa needed a few extra minutes in order to wash the car. She knew what garage she was going to use, as they had an all-night car wash. She reckoned she would be home by eleven o’clock, just in time for a shower before going to bed.
Melissa arrived home by ten fifty, the traffic lights were kind to her and there were few cars on the road. She jumped in the shower and with regret, proceeded to wash away the dried cum that covered her body. As she did so, she wondered who the spunk actually belonged to. It was a shame, she thought. Gone were the days when she used to go home covered in cum, letting it dry on her body, and then smelling it in the morning as her body warmed through. Sweat covered fingers would caress the areas where most of the spunk had been directed and she would then lick her fingers clean as she savoured the aftermath of a complete stranger’s love juices.
Melissa dried herself and headed to bed. Matt would be surprised that she was in early, but he would probably be in no state to fuck her tonight.
ooOoo
John walked into the pub to find Matt and Brian on their seventh pint, not that he knew that of course, but the noise they were making fitted with their level of intoxication. He noticed they had full glasses, so he just bought himself a pint and joined them.
The barman asked him when he was taking them home.
“They causing trouble?” he asked.
“Not exactly,” replied the barman, “just a bit raucous.”
“I’ll see to it,” said John before he joined Matt and Brian on the new leather sofas close to the fire and TV.
“Look who it – fucking – is,” said Matt.
John nodded put his pint down and held up his hands.
“Sorry lads, business comes first,” he lied.
“You’ve been with a fucking bird, I bet,” said Brian. He was never one to beat about the bush, not while drunk anyway.
“I did give a bird a lift home, a work colleague, and we did have a quick drink – nice girl too,” he lied once more. He had to lie about the nice girl as even he could smell a faint whiff of perfume on his shirt. “Anyway I’m here now,” he said.
They chatted for a while and left the pub just after eleven pm. John offered to give them a lift home. He dropped Brian off first and then Matt afterwards. He had trouble getting Matt out of the car and couldn’t easily find any keys on him to open his front door. John knocked the door.
Melissa answered the door in her dressing gown.
“I’m sorry, he’s in a bit of a state,” said John.
“He’s always in a bit of a state on Friday,” replied Melissa.
John manhandled Matt into the house and left him on the sofa. He would come around at about three or four in the morning and eventually find his way to bed. There would be an almighty hangover in the morning.
“You do anything interesting tonight?” asked John.
“Me?” replied Melissa, with a fake yawn, “just a girlie night out, we came home early though.”
“I see you washed the car,” replied John. His tone was direct and questioning to say the least.
The colour drained from Melissa’s face as she looked at John. She could see no obvious sign that the car had been washed and so Melissa waited for John’s next comment.
John just smiled at her and nodded. “I must be off,” he said, at last.
Melissa nodded and watched John leave as she closed the front door.
“One thing,” he shouted back.
Melissa paused and stared straight at John, knowing in her heart what was coming.
“Tell Charlie her pussy tasted exquisite – it was so sweet.”
Melissa’s eyes never left his for a moment, a pout formed on her lips, her heart rate increased and she swayed a little uneasily against the door.
“I will,” she said at last, closing the door behind her.
With her body and the palms of her hands flat against the door, Melissa took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
It was moments later a smile spread across her face as she pushed herself from the door and headed to bed.
ooOoo
Acknowledgements
I would like to thank Emily260 for reading, commenting, re-reading, pulling the story apart and making it better. Thank you for all your hard work and for putting up with my writing. All remaining errors are my fault.
