Under Her Thumb - Sex Stories

Under Her Thumb

... colour made me look authentic enough. The dance was held in a farmer's barn on the town outskirts and had been set up with bales of hay and bright lighting. A makeshift bar was selling beer and there was a great little fiddle band playing country music. The atmosphere was fabulous! Well we danced and drank for about 2 hours and sometime after 10.30pm I had to rest. Carla was still going strong and grabbed a hold of a big six footed young lad who looked to be in his late teens. One thing for sure, he had been drinking seriously and was having trouble keeping up with Carla. I went for a drink and started chatting to some guys at the bar. It was about fifteen minutes later that I turned to look for Carla and found her sitting between the tall k** and his much smaller and darker mate. I was fascinated watching these two younger boys flirting with her. They were interested in her underskirt which flared up giving the dress a puffy look. I saw the smaller one's hand rub on her leg and my cock started to rise. Carla looked over and saw me. She winked, then stood, taking a guy in each arm and headed out of the barn. I followed discreetly behind. She giggled as she walked around the rear of the large barn into the shadows. I could hear giggling in the distance as other couples seemed to have headed to the other barn which stored the hay bales. It was a warm and balmy night with still some light enabling me to see her in the distance. Once behind the barn, she leaned back against ...

... the wall with a guy on each side and the taller guy leaned over and kissed her. The little wiry guy had his hand up her skirt in a flash and was fumbling with her pants while working on his zip. I heard her say, "I should have told my husband where I was going, he would have loved to see you guys in action." "He doesn't mind," the taller one said incredulously? "No, not at all, in fact he has a nine inch cock and still likes seeing other guys do me," she replied. "Nine inches must be a fucking monster," said the little one. "Oh it is," she said. The tall one had her left tit out and was sucking her nipple, the little one was on his knees, her panties down and his head up her skirt, I presume licking her. I wanted to wait until the lads were undressed before approaching (plus I was really enjoying watching from the dark). Within seconds Carla's skirt was down and at her ankles and she stood in just a blouse top. The little guy dropped his jeans and was fumbling with a cock which was rigid and looked to be about 5 inches. The taller one also dropped his jeans and boxers and had about 6.5 inches in his hand. Carla bent and started sucking both cocks in turn. The groans were loud. One of her little specialties was to take the two wet cocks of these heterosexual pals and rub the heads together. It almost brought them off immediately. It amazed me how straight guys are excited when f***ed to have some male to male contact however slight. "Ah here you are Carla. Hello boys, how's ...