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A hand-fasting was always a very special event. The pagan marriage ceremony, joining a couple in love before their friends, family, community and gods was usually held outside in woodland. This would be followed today, as was the custom, with an evening around the camp-fire singing, joking, drinking and eating into the early morning. Scarlet thought this one had a fine pagan feel to it, particularly given that she was, once again, on all fours, face in the dirt with her hands gripping the earth as her lover brought to orgasm, fucking her arse whilst she desperately tried stifle the cries of her passion.
Yes, very pagan indeed.
Scarlet had known Steve and Mel, or Woad and Birch as they were known in the heathen circles, for a few years now. They had been very welcoming of her as she started her journey into her new spirituality. There had always been something about the wild and the elements that had spoken to Scarlet on a deeper level. She was enjoying her spiritual journey with good company and had been delighted to hear of the couple’s decision to become a hand-fasted couple and thrilled to be invited to the event itself.
It was whilst pitching her tent for the sleep that would probably come in the early hours of the morning after too much beer around a camp-fire of storytelling and fun, that she spotted Andy talking with Steve. Scarlet grinned to herself as she blushed.
Andy had been her lover for the last three years. A married man with a lot to lose if the affair ever became known. They had explored all manner of sexual avenues with each other, becoming a tender couple sharing a very sincere lust. The secrecy and the irregular meetings allowed the passion between them to stay alive, not crushed by the everyday concerns of more regular couples.
Andy briefly caught Scarlet’s eye as he engaged in conversation. He was a musician on the scene and had been asked to offer a performance for the couple. Making the arrangements had been quite easy, but as ever when he saw Scarlet, he immediately began to stutter a little, his gaze longing to settle on her a little longer than would be appropriate for the casual friendship they pretended in public. As he discussed timings and stage set up he felt how empty his arms were now that he knew she was near but he wasn't holding her.
And of course his cock started stirring. Scarlet was so very capable of pleasuring it that in her company his manhood just swelled out of politeness and longing. Andy couldn't help but keep snatching glances of Scarlet crawling around as she put up her tent. She was wearing a long flowing skirt, brightly coloured and resting nicely over her gorgeous arse. As she moved around he could see how her low cut sleeveless t-shirt allowed a clear view of her cleavage. How many times had he snuggled into those breasts? How often has he kissed them? Many times, but not enough times.
“You know Scarlet?”
Andy was snapped out of his day dreaming by Steve’s question. He’d probably seen Andy staring a little too long.
“Yes, we know each other a bit. I’ll pop over and say hello when we’re done.” A simple smile and back to business.
“Come on Andy,” he said to himself. “Keep it together, keep professional.”
Scarlet was pleased with herself. She’d pulled her top down a little to be sure Andy would catch a glimpse of her tits. She loved his boyish attention to her body. She relished hearing him telling her how great her curves were, stroking them in the twilight of lust after frantic sex. She noticed her clit tingling as she thought of him getting distracted in his conversation.
She’d set the tent up and decided she had one more job to do before she was ready to chat. Scarlet went inside her temporary home, zipped it up and lay down on her air bed. She took off her white panties, pulled her skirt off and lay back, playing gently with her clit. She felt inside the lips of her pussy for sweet lubrication. Briefly tasting it herself, she returned one hand to the job of wanking whilst another reached into a nearby hand bag.
Andy had bought her some love eggs a few weeks earlier, part of the explorations they enjoyed with each other. She interrupted her self-pleasuring to remove them from their bag and then spread her legs wide.
Scarlet loved that feeling, legs wide apart, her pussy with no barrier to whatever was to come. This time she pressed the love eggs against her pussy and slowly pushed them in. A gentle moan of pleasure rose from her throat which took her a little by surprise. There were clearly people milling around outside and she didn't want to draw any attention. But she couldn't really stop now. She gently pushed and pulled eggs in and out of herself, the sounds of her wet lips becoming rhythmic. Then with two fingers she pushed them right in, the other hand franticly working her clit.
After a short while she could feel the orgasm rising, her breathing becoming rapid, losing a little control of her legs as they began to instinctively try to clamp whatever was giving this pleasure in place, lest it escape before it had finished the job. She imagined people watching her. She imagined men tossing themselves off as she performed this act in front of them. Another small groan. Another wave of pleasure. Her body beginning to writhe and twist.
The noise of the air bed as she gyrated her hips, her fingers fucking her pussy, the eggs dancing inside her, riding against her sensitive spots, fingers wanking at her clit, the squelching of her juices. She longed for a cock to play with, to fill her. She longed to be fucked so hard that she could only yell out in pleasure.
Another soft cry from her throat hid the sound of the zip opening. Her eyes shut tight and her head thrown back as her body felt the full wave of orgasm about to hit, she did not see Mel crawling into the tent entrance. But the blast of cool air from the outside wafting to her spread naked thighs and the sound of Mel’s gasp, something between surprise and awe, brought Scarlet’s head up quickly, eyes open and looking straight into Mel’s.
Scarlet could see Mel’s ample tits, unhampered by any bra and barely concealed by her top as she bent over to see inside the tent. She could see Mel staring at her on the brink of orgasm, unable to look away. And when Mel’s face broke into the most beautiful smile, with a fire in her eyes to match Scarlet’s own, when Mel reached out and placed a cool hand on Scarlet’s leg, well…. Scarlet’s body allowed her to cum.
She grunted as her pussy clenched. The love eggs inside her forced to move against her G-spot, the pleasure rushing through her forcing her hips from the bed to the air. Her head filled with images of Mel licking her pussy, of Scarlet astride Mel’s face. Fingers working her clit fast as her other hand found digits trapped inside her. Mel stroked her leg softly as the wave continued. Scarlet threw herself onto her side, yelping, wanking, and gripping her pussy tight to force the balls inside her to play. Images of Mel’s lilly white tits in Scarlet’s mouth, of Mel wearing a strap on and fucking her hard...
She came hard, and grunted loudly. Then whimpered. And as the force of her climax gently subsided, she realised Mel was beside her.
The women looked into each other’s eyes, into each other’s lust filled soul. Mel kissed Scarlet deeply. Their tongues meeting, their embrace all encompassing.
And then Mel quietly left the tent without a word.
Andy had just finished the sound check on the make shift stage when he noticed a text on his phone. As he had hoped, it was from Scarlet.
“You won’t believe what just happened! We need to fuck! See you at the café.”
The soon to be happy couple had erected a small marque as a café area. There were a few tables and chairs along with tea making kit. It was right on the edge of the clearing the event was being held in. Andy left his guitar at the stage and went on over. Already he was excited at the prospect of time alone with Scarlet, but the number of people walking around made this a risky business.
Sure enough Scarlet was at the café, as were a few other people. Andy nodded to her and walked casually into the woods, with Scarlet waiting a little while to follow. She met him resting against an old oak tree.
Andy was about five foot seven inches tall. Dressed in combat trousers, sandals and a simple black t-shirt. He pulled her around to the back of the tree, shielded from the open space full of people. And he kissed her. He kissed her deeply and longingly. His arms held her tight whilst rubbing her back. He turned her around so that now she was resting against the tree. The long kiss continued, but now with an insistent pressing of bodies.
“Not here,” he said. “Too many people nearby.”
But Scarlet was too horny for trying to find the right spot. Her hand found Andy’s groin. Hard under the trousers, his cock felt warm even through the material. She kissed him again as she undid his trousers, pulling them down a little to allow the cool air onto his rampant skin. When she fell to her knees and started to kiss his cock Andy knew that this was where things were going to happen, that he had no control over her lust.
Her warm mouth and lips played expertly on his bell end and his shaft. Scarlet used a hand to gently work up and down his cock as, every few strokes, she would plunge her head, allowing Andy deep into her throat.
He loved that. He loved the gentle warmth of her tongue. He loved the slow kisses. He loved the wanking whilst Scarlet sucked gently. He loved it all and felt he could stay there forever.
“Would she really mind if we just did this? If I just cum in her mouth and watch it dribble from her lips as she comes to kiss me?” he thought.
But he longed to hear her pant and breathe heavily. He longed for the reward of her gasps as he brought her to climax. The thoughts in his head sent a long groan of pleasure.
He dropped down to face her and again they kissed. This time she pushed him onto his back and then returned her mouth to his cock once more. He lay back and enjoyed the luxury of a blow job in the woods.
Scarlet moved herself to sit astride his face. Andy pushed her skirt up, never surprised to find Scarlet wearing no underwear. From her pussy lips hung the love egg’s string. He used his fingers to pull on it a little and delighted in Scarlet’s moan. They had played with these before and he knew she liked to have them tugged, harder and harder, until they came out of her. He used his tongue on her clit and her lips, his fingers brushing her vulva. The wetness of her pussy had its own taste he loved. His cock went deep into her throat again and he cried out just as he tugged the love eggs from her.
Scarlet felt in heaven. A long hard cock inside her mouth, lips and tongue around her pussy and toys working her to ecstasy – all with the cool breeze and dappled light of the woods. The memory of Mel’s kisses, of her face as Scarlet writhed with her orgasm welling up inside her. She took Andy’s cock deeper still as his fingers played further into her pussy, a pussy still alive from the love eggs. She released him from the depths of her throat as her body began to tremble. One hand wanking him fast, she used her saliva to glide it as his fingers worked her clit and explored her arse.
She looked up into the woods. Andy slid a finger covered in her juices into her rosy hole. As he lapped at her pussy and licked at her clit, he settled in. Scarlet loved this. The initial invasion of fingers into her back-door was never uncomfortable. That would come later and as she thought of what was to follow she felt anticipation building in her belly.
“Fuck me Andy. Fuck my arse!” she said a little too loudly for a whisper. She was lost in the moment. Paying no attention to the wet wanting cock in front of her face, the only thing happening was her building climax.
Andy used two fingers in place of one; he slid two into her pussy as he licked the space between each entrance to Scarlet’s writhing body. She was going to cum, but Andy’s cock was desperate for attention in the cool air, her hot breath panting over it with increasing speed.
He plunged his twin fingers of both hands into her and moved them around inside. She yelped, and then he pushed her from his face, down the length of his body. Instinctively Scarlet landed on her knees, her arms on the ground, her head down.
She knew what Andy could see. A wanton woman presenting herself to him, desperate to cum and desperate for her arse to be filled. She knew he wanted her more than anything right now. And she knew that when he was inside her it would hurt at first, that she would wince, and that this might make her cum.
She felt Andy force the two love eggs inside her pussy. Squealed as his fingers followed them in and guided them a little inside her. This was new. She didn't know how this would work and she felt a little frightened. Her body mistook the small fear for more pleasure and again she trembled. A small orgasm like the tiny waves breaking the shore for the big one crashes down.
The end of his cock rested against her arse. “Do you want this darling?” he asked. “Do you want my cock deep in your arse?”
She could barely contain herself. “Yes, oh yes! Fuck my arse!”
“Do you want it deep? Do you want me to fuck you hard in your arse?” he asked.
Her pussy was dripping wet, her body aching with the waiting. “Yes! Yes ! Just fu….. “
Before she could finish, before she was really ready, his cock slid into her.
She felt it like a rod of hot iron ramming, the saliva she had spread so lovingly allowing just enough lubrication. She felt his body slam into her butt cheeks. She could feel he was desperate to ram it into her again and again, his body was quivering. The love eggs had been forced right to her G-spot. And the pain from her arse fucking arrived.
She groaned and her body stiffened. Andy waited; he could feel her clamping his cock hard. He could hear her gasping, short breathes. And he started to feel her relax a little. He could wait no longer just as she started to push herself against him, seeking deeper penetration.
He started to rock back and forth. He could feel the shape of the love eggs though the base of her arse. He could feel her body shaking and he knew she would cum soon. As he built to his climax the sound of his balls slapped against her body, the sound of his body slapped against her arse, and the sound of her cries filled his ears.
Scarlet was face down in the dirt. Her arse raised high, her hands clawing at the ground. “Oh Gods! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!” she demanded.
The pounding grew, Andy desperate to get his cock into her as deeply as he could. The love eggs massaged her inside, working her to a frenzy in her pussy.
Then she knew it was happening. Her body grew tight, her head spinning, eyes rolling back. She grabbed the ground, yelling obscenities into the earth as Andy exploded inside her arse. He moaned and called out her name, riding harder back and forth into her gaping hole, grabbing her butt cheeks and he pumped his semen deep inside her. She cried out more, no idea of time, no care for where she was. Her body desperate to writhe and roll, but desperate not to lose the cock inside her.
The thrusting slowed, but remained deep each time, resting a little more. She began to find her awareness returning, felt her breathing, became aware of her bent over position.
And then they stopped, Andy deep in Scarlet’s arse. His cock was still hard and his balls emptied inside her. She felt the last of her release.
He pulled himself out from her. They gathered up their clothing as they kissed deeply and passionately. Rested against the tree and laughed at their noises, holding each other. Then Scarlet told Andy of her encounter with Mel.
Of course the story of the encounter in Scarlet’s tent had Andy stirring to horny again. “Do you think she wants to fuck you?” he asked, not caring if he sounded desperate.
“I don’t know, it’s a bit confusing. I'm still horny, I've just cum hard twice and I still want to cum again. My head’s in a spin. I can’t really think straight.”
They chatted and agreed she was still getting over her orgasms. Andy had to go for his performance. “Make sure you’re there in about five minutes so you can watch,” he said.
He loved having Scarlet in the audience, singing to her without the rest of the crowd knowing. He slipped off back to the gathering to offer his music.
Scarlet went to the café to make a drink and put a little distance between herself and Andy, so as to avoid suspicion. The place was empty. Everyone was watching the entertainment.
As she made her tea, a light rested on her shoulder.
“Don’t turn around yet.”
It was Mel. Her voice was trembling. Her other hand came to Scarlet’s back, gently rubbing it. Scarlet lent forward slightly so the table could take her weight a little. Again she began to feel excited. Her pussy started to tingle.
Mel did want her. What should she do? She’d kissed women before, but nothing more.
Mel’s body pressed against Scarlet’s back. She could feel Mel’s tits as her hands brushed down Scarlet’s sides. Mel moved her hips back a little and rubbed Scarlet’s butt. Kissing Scarlet’s neck, she whispered into her ear, “I saw you fucking Andy. I heard you getting fucked.”
There was a relish in Mel’s voice that her heavy breathing couldn't hide. Scarlet felt the caressing of her bottom as her skirt rode up.
“I heard you getting fucked, begging to be fucked hard. Was that you?”
Scarlet’s eyes were closed. Mel’s hands on her butt were exciting her and she realised she still had the love eggs inside her. “Yes. Yes that was me.”
“Do you like being fucked hard?” asked Mel.
“Yes. Yes I need to be fucked hard,” said Scarlet.
Then she gasped as Mel pushed her forward a little more, bending her over the table, and slid two fingers into her arse, an arse still sopping wet with Andy’s cum.
“What’s this? Is this what you wanted? An arse hole full of semen?” demanded Mel.
“Yes! Yes!” cried Scarlet, desperate for more. She was still so sensitive after her shagging that the fingers risked starting her climax again. She lent further forward, offering herself.
Mel pulled her up and turned Scarlet round, kissing her briefly. “I'm getting hand-fasted in half an hour. When I give Steve our first kiss, I want him to taste your cum on my lips.”
She led Scarlet by the hand back into the woods.
Andy didn't get to see Scarlet in the crowd during his set. He was disappointed and a bit confused.
When he left the stage he checked his phone and saw a text from Scarlet that said, “You won’t believe what just happened! We need to fuck! See you at the café.”
“That’s odd,” he thought. “She’s sent that twice.”
But he went to the café anyway.
Yes, very pagan indeed.
Scarlet had known Steve and Mel, or Woad and Birch as they were known in the heathen circles, for a few years now. They had been very welcoming of her as she started her journey into her new spirituality. There had always been something about the wild and the elements that had spoken to Scarlet on a deeper level. She was enjoying her spiritual journey with good company and had been delighted to hear of the couple’s decision to become a hand-fasted couple and thrilled to be invited to the event itself.
It was whilst pitching her tent for the sleep that would probably come in the early hours of the morning after too much beer around a camp-fire of storytelling and fun, that she spotted Andy talking with Steve. Scarlet grinned to herself as she blushed.
Andy had been her lover for the last three years. A married man with a lot to lose if the affair ever became known. They had explored all manner of sexual avenues with each other, becoming a tender couple sharing a very sincere lust. The secrecy and the irregular meetings allowed the passion between them to stay alive, not crushed by the everyday concerns of more regular couples.
Andy briefly caught Scarlet’s eye as he engaged in conversation. He was a musician on the scene and had been asked to offer a performance for the couple. Making the arrangements had been quite easy, but as ever when he saw Scarlet, he immediately began to stutter a little, his gaze longing to settle on her a little longer than would be appropriate for the casual friendship they pretended in public. As he discussed timings and stage set up he felt how empty his arms were now that he knew she was near but he wasn't holding her.
And of course his cock started stirring. Scarlet was so very capable of pleasuring it that in her company his manhood just swelled out of politeness and longing. Andy couldn't help but keep snatching glances of Scarlet crawling around as she put up her tent. She was wearing a long flowing skirt, brightly coloured and resting nicely over her gorgeous arse. As she moved around he could see how her low cut sleeveless t-shirt allowed a clear view of her cleavage. How many times had he snuggled into those breasts? How often has he kissed them? Many times, but not enough times.
“You know Scarlet?”
Andy was snapped out of his day dreaming by Steve’s question. He’d probably seen Andy staring a little too long.
“Yes, we know each other a bit. I’ll pop over and say hello when we’re done.” A simple smile and back to business.
“Come on Andy,” he said to himself. “Keep it together, keep professional.”
Scarlet was pleased with herself. She’d pulled her top down a little to be sure Andy would catch a glimpse of her tits. She loved his boyish attention to her body. She relished hearing him telling her how great her curves were, stroking them in the twilight of lust after frantic sex. She noticed her clit tingling as she thought of him getting distracted in his conversation.
She’d set the tent up and decided she had one more job to do before she was ready to chat. Scarlet went inside her temporary home, zipped it up and lay down on her air bed. She took off her white panties, pulled her skirt off and lay back, playing gently with her clit. She felt inside the lips of her pussy for sweet lubrication. Briefly tasting it herself, she returned one hand to the job of wanking whilst another reached into a nearby hand bag.
Andy had bought her some love eggs a few weeks earlier, part of the explorations they enjoyed with each other. She interrupted her self-pleasuring to remove them from their bag and then spread her legs wide.
Scarlet loved that feeling, legs wide apart, her pussy with no barrier to whatever was to come. This time she pressed the love eggs against her pussy and slowly pushed them in. A gentle moan of pleasure rose from her throat which took her a little by surprise. There were clearly people milling around outside and she didn't want to draw any attention. But she couldn't really stop now. She gently pushed and pulled eggs in and out of herself, the sounds of her wet lips becoming rhythmic. Then with two fingers she pushed them right in, the other hand franticly working her clit.
After a short while she could feel the orgasm rising, her breathing becoming rapid, losing a little control of her legs as they began to instinctively try to clamp whatever was giving this pleasure in place, lest it escape before it had finished the job. She imagined people watching her. She imagined men tossing themselves off as she performed this act in front of them. Another small groan. Another wave of pleasure. Her body beginning to writhe and twist.
The noise of the air bed as she gyrated her hips, her fingers fucking her pussy, the eggs dancing inside her, riding against her sensitive spots, fingers wanking at her clit, the squelching of her juices. She longed for a cock to play with, to fill her. She longed to be fucked so hard that she could only yell out in pleasure.
Another soft cry from her throat hid the sound of the zip opening. Her eyes shut tight and her head thrown back as her body felt the full wave of orgasm about to hit, she did not see Mel crawling into the tent entrance. But the blast of cool air from the outside wafting to her spread naked thighs and the sound of Mel’s gasp, something between surprise and awe, brought Scarlet’s head up quickly, eyes open and looking straight into Mel’s.
Scarlet could see Mel’s ample tits, unhampered by any bra and barely concealed by her top as she bent over to see inside the tent. She could see Mel staring at her on the brink of orgasm, unable to look away. And when Mel’s face broke into the most beautiful smile, with a fire in her eyes to match Scarlet’s own, when Mel reached out and placed a cool hand on Scarlet’s leg, well…. Scarlet’s body allowed her to cum.
She grunted as her pussy clenched. The love eggs inside her forced to move against her G-spot, the pleasure rushing through her forcing her hips from the bed to the air. Her head filled with images of Mel licking her pussy, of Scarlet astride Mel’s face. Fingers working her clit fast as her other hand found digits trapped inside her. Mel stroked her leg softly as the wave continued. Scarlet threw herself onto her side, yelping, wanking, and gripping her pussy tight to force the balls inside her to play. Images of Mel’s lilly white tits in Scarlet’s mouth, of Mel wearing a strap on and fucking her hard...
She came hard, and grunted loudly. Then whimpered. And as the force of her climax gently subsided, she realised Mel was beside her.
The women looked into each other’s eyes, into each other’s lust filled soul. Mel kissed Scarlet deeply. Their tongues meeting, their embrace all encompassing.
And then Mel quietly left the tent without a word.
Andy had just finished the sound check on the make shift stage when he noticed a text on his phone. As he had hoped, it was from Scarlet.
“You won’t believe what just happened! We need to fuck! See you at the café.”
The soon to be happy couple had erected a small marque as a café area. There were a few tables and chairs along with tea making kit. It was right on the edge of the clearing the event was being held in. Andy left his guitar at the stage and went on over. Already he was excited at the prospect of time alone with Scarlet, but the number of people walking around made this a risky business.
Sure enough Scarlet was at the café, as were a few other people. Andy nodded to her and walked casually into the woods, with Scarlet waiting a little while to follow. She met him resting against an old oak tree.
Andy was about five foot seven inches tall. Dressed in combat trousers, sandals and a simple black t-shirt. He pulled her around to the back of the tree, shielded from the open space full of people. And he kissed her. He kissed her deeply and longingly. His arms held her tight whilst rubbing her back. He turned her around so that now she was resting against the tree. The long kiss continued, but now with an insistent pressing of bodies.
“Not here,” he said. “Too many people nearby.”
But Scarlet was too horny for trying to find the right spot. Her hand found Andy’s groin. Hard under the trousers, his cock felt warm even through the material. She kissed him again as she undid his trousers, pulling them down a little to allow the cool air onto his rampant skin. When she fell to her knees and started to kiss his cock Andy knew that this was where things were going to happen, that he had no control over her lust.
Her warm mouth and lips played expertly on his bell end and his shaft. Scarlet used a hand to gently work up and down his cock as, every few strokes, she would plunge her head, allowing Andy deep into her throat.
He loved that. He loved the gentle warmth of her tongue. He loved the slow kisses. He loved the wanking whilst Scarlet sucked gently. He loved it all and felt he could stay there forever.
“Would she really mind if we just did this? If I just cum in her mouth and watch it dribble from her lips as she comes to kiss me?” he thought.
But he longed to hear her pant and breathe heavily. He longed for the reward of her gasps as he brought her to climax. The thoughts in his head sent a long groan of pleasure.
He dropped down to face her and again they kissed. This time she pushed him onto his back and then returned her mouth to his cock once more. He lay back and enjoyed the luxury of a blow job in the woods.
Scarlet moved herself to sit astride his face. Andy pushed her skirt up, never surprised to find Scarlet wearing no underwear. From her pussy lips hung the love egg’s string. He used his fingers to pull on it a little and delighted in Scarlet’s moan. They had played with these before and he knew she liked to have them tugged, harder and harder, until they came out of her. He used his tongue on her clit and her lips, his fingers brushing her vulva. The wetness of her pussy had its own taste he loved. His cock went deep into her throat again and he cried out just as he tugged the love eggs from her.
Scarlet felt in heaven. A long hard cock inside her mouth, lips and tongue around her pussy and toys working her to ecstasy – all with the cool breeze and dappled light of the woods. The memory of Mel’s kisses, of her face as Scarlet writhed with her orgasm welling up inside her. She took Andy’s cock deeper still as his fingers played further into her pussy, a pussy still alive from the love eggs. She released him from the depths of her throat as her body began to tremble. One hand wanking him fast, she used her saliva to glide it as his fingers worked her clit and explored her arse.
She looked up into the woods. Andy slid a finger covered in her juices into her rosy hole. As he lapped at her pussy and licked at her clit, he settled in. Scarlet loved this. The initial invasion of fingers into her back-door was never uncomfortable. That would come later and as she thought of what was to follow she felt anticipation building in her belly.
“Fuck me Andy. Fuck my arse!” she said a little too loudly for a whisper. She was lost in the moment. Paying no attention to the wet wanting cock in front of her face, the only thing happening was her building climax.
Andy used two fingers in place of one; he slid two into her pussy as he licked the space between each entrance to Scarlet’s writhing body. She was going to cum, but Andy’s cock was desperate for attention in the cool air, her hot breath panting over it with increasing speed.
He plunged his twin fingers of both hands into her and moved them around inside. She yelped, and then he pushed her from his face, down the length of his body. Instinctively Scarlet landed on her knees, her arms on the ground, her head down.
She knew what Andy could see. A wanton woman presenting herself to him, desperate to cum and desperate for her arse to be filled. She knew he wanted her more than anything right now. And she knew that when he was inside her it would hurt at first, that she would wince, and that this might make her cum.
She felt Andy force the two love eggs inside her pussy. Squealed as his fingers followed them in and guided them a little inside her. This was new. She didn't know how this would work and she felt a little frightened. Her body mistook the small fear for more pleasure and again she trembled. A small orgasm like the tiny waves breaking the shore for the big one crashes down.
The end of his cock rested against her arse. “Do you want this darling?” he asked. “Do you want my cock deep in your arse?”
She could barely contain herself. “Yes, oh yes! Fuck my arse!”
“Do you want it deep? Do you want me to fuck you hard in your arse?” he asked.
Her pussy was dripping wet, her body aching with the waiting. “Yes! Yes ! Just fu….. “
Before she could finish, before she was really ready, his cock slid into her.
She felt it like a rod of hot iron ramming, the saliva she had spread so lovingly allowing just enough lubrication. She felt his body slam into her butt cheeks. She could feel he was desperate to ram it into her again and again, his body was quivering. The love eggs had been forced right to her G-spot. And the pain from her arse fucking arrived.
She groaned and her body stiffened. Andy waited; he could feel her clamping his cock hard. He could hear her gasping, short breathes. And he started to feel her relax a little. He could wait no longer just as she started to push herself against him, seeking deeper penetration.
He started to rock back and forth. He could feel the shape of the love eggs though the base of her arse. He could feel her body shaking and he knew she would cum soon. As he built to his climax the sound of his balls slapped against her body, the sound of his body slapped against her arse, and the sound of her cries filled his ears.
Scarlet was face down in the dirt. Her arse raised high, her hands clawing at the ground. “Oh Gods! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!” she demanded.
The pounding grew, Andy desperate to get his cock into her as deeply as he could. The love eggs massaged her inside, working her to a frenzy in her pussy.
Then she knew it was happening. Her body grew tight, her head spinning, eyes rolling back. She grabbed the ground, yelling obscenities into the earth as Andy exploded inside her arse. He moaned and called out her name, riding harder back and forth into her gaping hole, grabbing her butt cheeks and he pumped his semen deep inside her. She cried out more, no idea of time, no care for where she was. Her body desperate to writhe and roll, but desperate not to lose the cock inside her.
The thrusting slowed, but remained deep each time, resting a little more. She began to find her awareness returning, felt her breathing, became aware of her bent over position.
And then they stopped, Andy deep in Scarlet’s arse. His cock was still hard and his balls emptied inside her. She felt the last of her release.
He pulled himself out from her. They gathered up their clothing as they kissed deeply and passionately. Rested against the tree and laughed at their noises, holding each other. Then Scarlet told Andy of her encounter with Mel.
Of course the story of the encounter in Scarlet’s tent had Andy stirring to horny again. “Do you think she wants to fuck you?” he asked, not caring if he sounded desperate.
“I don’t know, it’s a bit confusing. I'm still horny, I've just cum hard twice and I still want to cum again. My head’s in a spin. I can’t really think straight.”
They chatted and agreed she was still getting over her orgasms. Andy had to go for his performance. “Make sure you’re there in about five minutes so you can watch,” he said.
He loved having Scarlet in the audience, singing to her without the rest of the crowd knowing. He slipped off back to the gathering to offer his music.
Scarlet went to the café to make a drink and put a little distance between herself and Andy, so as to avoid suspicion. The place was empty. Everyone was watching the entertainment.
As she made her tea, a light rested on her shoulder.
“Don’t turn around yet.”
It was Mel. Her voice was trembling. Her other hand came to Scarlet’s back, gently rubbing it. Scarlet lent forward slightly so the table could take her weight a little. Again she began to feel excited. Her pussy started to tingle.
Mel did want her. What should she do? She’d kissed women before, but nothing more.
Mel’s body pressed against Scarlet’s back. She could feel Mel’s tits as her hands brushed down Scarlet’s sides. Mel moved her hips back a little and rubbed Scarlet’s butt. Kissing Scarlet’s neck, she whispered into her ear, “I saw you fucking Andy. I heard you getting fucked.”
There was a relish in Mel’s voice that her heavy breathing couldn't hide. Scarlet felt the caressing of her bottom as her skirt rode up.
“I heard you getting fucked, begging to be fucked hard. Was that you?”
Scarlet’s eyes were closed. Mel’s hands on her butt were exciting her and she realised she still had the love eggs inside her. “Yes. Yes that was me.”
“Do you like being fucked hard?” asked Mel.
“Yes. Yes I need to be fucked hard,” said Scarlet.
Then she gasped as Mel pushed her forward a little more, bending her over the table, and slid two fingers into her arse, an arse still sopping wet with Andy’s cum.
“What’s this? Is this what you wanted? An arse hole full of semen?” demanded Mel.
“Yes! Yes!” cried Scarlet, desperate for more. She was still so sensitive after her shagging that the fingers risked starting her climax again. She lent further forward, offering herself.
Mel pulled her up and turned Scarlet round, kissing her briefly. “I'm getting hand-fasted in half an hour. When I give Steve our first kiss, I want him to taste your cum on my lips.”
She led Scarlet by the hand back into the woods.
Andy didn't get to see Scarlet in the crowd during his set. He was disappointed and a bit confused.
When he left the stage he checked his phone and saw a text from Scarlet that said, “You won’t believe what just happened! We need to fuck! See you at the café.”
“That’s odd,” he thought. “She’s sent that twice.”
But he went to the café anyway.
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