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Michelle dropped her son off to play sports. He was proud of his Mum, but street cred issues meant not always hanging onto her with his mates around. Some his mates and several others at the club thought they would like to hang around with her however. As former cabin crew, she had poise, looks, and was definitely in the Milf category. Her daughter was playing nurse to Dad. She was off to a little place she had gone the previous Sunday with her husband, where they had sunbathed naked. Only today he was in bed with a summer cold. She was feeling brave – in fact naughty and a little bit horny, truth be told. It would be another part of a bigger secret that was now a major thing in her life. They would sit and read erotic stories together, he, little knowing that some of them were written by her. Also unknown to him, she was a member of the site, and flirted outrageously with her select on line friends. She had even passed on a few photo’s, naughty ones of course. They had talked around the edges of dogging, but the most he had considered was watching, no participation. She wanted a little more – she was not certain what, maybe just flashing, maybe more – but with his blessing and support. She just didn’t know how to push him that far. This sunbathing trip Ataşehir Escort would be, well, naughty, as near dogging as she dare on her own. The same way last Sunday was as near to it as they had got as a couple. And they had been undisturbed the previous time, so in her bravery she was confident of success. The grass smelled summery, the birds sang, the sun warmed her skin and she was relaxed, a little excited, but relaxed. Michelle’s fingers wandered to her breast, and then the other hand went below, and she allowed herself a small indulgence as she would when flirting on line sometimes. Then, unplanned, she nodded off. She awoke with a start, not alone. There were two men, one laying down, and she was sure he was naked. The other just sliding down his elasticated shorts to reveal his own tackle, which she accidentally classed as very nice. She grabbed for her dress and covered herself. “Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt your day, just doing the same as you. Don’t worry, we’re friendly!” And good looking, she thought with an immediate self reprimand, as the slim, well shaped, dark haired, sexy, thirty-year-old lay down. His friend was blond, of similar build, and both had hair long enough to cover their ears. Thank Ataşehir Escort Bayan God they hadn’t caught her earlier, indulging herself. Oh God, how stupid was she, on her own, naked in a field, and more turned on than she had been in years. How damn stupid. “Sorry, look, we’ll go if you want, but it’s a really good spot. Never found anyone here before.” He sounded genuine, and she had no right to send them away really, she wasn’t sure she had a right to be there actually. So she said, “No, it’s all right, you just startled me is all. My apologies.” And as he was now laying down looking straight up, she bravely, and with an increasing amount of butterflies in her tummy, pulled her dress back to one side, and wondered how the hell she would stop herself having a climax if she so much as moved her legs. She had her shades on, and like so many men on beaches, she tried to look without being seen. The dark one was maybe eight feet away and he was half hard, she thought. God if only I hadn’t come here alone. No, don’t think like that, that way lays…Don’t. It must have been 15 minutes when, she decided that like herself earlier, they had nodded off in the warmth. She had to do it, she couldn’t walk otherwise Escort Ataşehir and she knew she had to go while she had some control. She must, she didn’t want to do anything without her husband, without his blessing. So she had to do this. With them on her right, she used her left hand, her middle finger rubbing her button and giving her labia a gentle stroke now and then. She had to come like this or sit up in order to stand up, and make herself come by accident, uncontrolled. She knew that it would take less than a minute this way, and she could keep it low key, she had to. “Sorry, possibly my fault, and I would take the blame as a kind of compliment! But I feel I should help?” The dark one said. Michelle made a sound like a mewling kitten, caught out and coming because of it! Oh Christ. He was next to her, his friend just laying down on her left. Oh God, here it comes. His right hand gently moved hers aside, and he put his three middle fingers into the triangle at the top of her legs. The little finger was folded and so dragged in the under side of her right hip joint, practically touching her outer labia. Worse, his thumb had slid down over her button and then up, uncovering it, and stroking it. His middle finger parted her outer lips and she mewed again. What she had said was, “Nonono!” What was heard was more, “Eweee ewe…”. Having both nipples engulfed by warm male lips was of no help at all. She was now almost totally given over to her secret self, and wanted both these confident young men, now holding her in thrall, to fulfil her secret wish.
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