1. Hot Hippy Summer


    Date: 6/30/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: byjaychell 

    ... garden that has misters set up which helps some, but it's too crowded for comfort - though I was looking out for a deserted alcove to sneak into, sadly to no avail. Ultimately we decide to get a slushie for the road and head back to the station.

There's no food or drink allowed on the train and we're both only about half done our drinks by the time we get near the station, so we loiter in a shady park to finish. There's still a few hardy souls braving the heat, but for the most part it seems folks got the message faster than we did and beat it for an air conditioned shelter of some type. The park is pretty much deserted and we sit down next to each other at the trunk of a big oak tree. Both of us have pretty much soaked through our clothes with sweat and have lines running down our faces. The shady ground feels cool beneath us, and I notice that Mag has her bare ass planted firmly in the dirt beneath the tree, and what little fabric from her dress that normally covers her cheeks is fanned out behind her.

"Ahhhhhhhh" she lets out a breathy sigh while grabbing one of her boots. "I've been jealous of your flip flops all day. I love these boots but fuck are they hot today!" She removes one boot and holds it upside down - sure enough, a small puddle pours out and onto the ground. She flexes her hairy toes running her freed foot along the grass and dirt with obvious pleasure. She pulls her other boot off and is about to repeat the performance of emptying it.

"Wait!" I ...
    ... say, somewhat more sharply than I mean to. I grab the boot from her and hold it up. "Well, I am the filthy one, aren't I?" I hold the boot above my head and tip the opening towards my upturned open mouth. A rank and very salty stream pours into my mouth, a mix of sweat, BO, and leather. Fortunately the volume isn't very great as it's one of the less nice things I've had in my mouth. Meg giggles at the face I make, but before I have a chance to swallow she quickly straddles me and presses her mouth to mine. We've swapped piss and cum plenty of times, but boot sweat is a new one. It's gross but hot, especially since she uses her ideal positioning as an opportunity to grind her unprotected pussy on my bulging shorts. I give a groan as she continues her lap dance and she uses the opportunity to drool most of the filthy fluid back into my mouth. I swallow then show her my tongue.

"Josh you definitely are the filthy one! Though I might try to get on your level from time to time." She climbs off my lap, then notices the slick of pussy slime she's left on my shorts. "Ooops!" She rubs her hand along my shorts, groping my erection while wiping most of her grool off me. She licks her hand to clean it off. "See? Filthy and all clean at the same time!"

We both have another sip of our slushies which does something at least to minimize the taste of boot sweat. Meg has gotten up and is wandering slowly in the shade, her agile feet seeming to grip the grass; she truly does seem to quickly ...
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