A Walk On The Wild Side - Sex Stories

A Walk On The Wild Side

... choice between Ginny, Laura and the female halves of the Hollands, the Milfords, the Sunningdales, the Cokers and the Westfields I would have chosen Rachel, not because she was the youngest rambler but because she was the most fun to be with, discounting the sex thing entirely. The female halves of the couples were, of course, already in a couple (and I didn't fancy a smack in the mouth from their other halves), and Ginny and Laura were too wrapped up in their one-track-minded issues to ever drag them away from thinking - and talking - about their veganism or their cats.

Rachel stayed standing up in front of me, her hands now back at her sides while her two breasts pointed their nipples directly at my face. They were truly enormous, and from only a few inches away from my face. I took a breast in each hand and pressed my face into her cleavage. She put a hand on each breast as well and pushed them into my cheeks. I savoured the feeling of her skin on mine, the sight of her bust close up, the sound of her heartbeat in my ears and, yes, even the strong smell of female sweat and hormones breezing into my nostrils.

Well, it was a warm day and we had just walked up Sheepstor.

Her nipples were large and a little puffy, and pushed out from the front of each breast in a smooth cone shape leading forwards. I moved my head and put my lips over one of her nipples and licked it, then suckled for a few seconds before changing to the other one. My penis, having had an exciting ...

... moment just recently and had exhausted itself, began to wake up again, an event not lost on Rachel who amazingly could see it down past her boobs and my head and shoulders, if she leaned her head to one side or another. She let me play with her boobs for a few lovely seconds, then she couldn't wait any longer.

“Adam, get my leggings down!”

I stood up, grabbed the waistband of her spangly leggings and simply pulled them down as far as her socks. I had half dragged her knickers down but they'd been left behind somewhere around her hips. They were white granny ones, plain in design and not what you might call 'lingerie' but just right for hiking in. I uncovered her crotch, shaved very tightly. I reluctantly left her breasts which sprang back into position, pulled her knickers down and bent down to put my face directly between her legs. I took a deep long sniff of the wonderful scents coming from her vagina. Hot, steamy, strongly scented and thoroughly delightful. My tongue came out like the sun in the morning and tasted what I could smell. I suckled her there between her legs, too, and began to enjoy the sticky mess which started coming out of her and into my mouth.

Rachel lay down on the grass. Well, actually, she more or less fell over. She tried to widen her legs but the knickers and leggings bunched up around her knees stymied that idea.

“Go in, go in!” she yelped.

I dropped onto the grass too and lay over her, my penis as hard as it gets at my age. I felt her ...