Gina befriends a young student. Amazing things happen when they have sex.
Chapter 3
Quite a few months had gone by since Gina and her husband Stephen had enjoyed their sexual experiences with others whilst taking a short holiday in their camper van. Now it was too late in the year to hope for a repeat performance; the weather was turning and the camp sites would be devoid of visitors and holiday makers. There was no way the couple dared risk any extra marital sexual activities on their own doorstep, so to speak.
However, recently, Gina had managed to escape, albeit for a few hours a day, the dull middle class suburban leafy avenues of 1930s semi-detached houses where coffee mornings and book clubs provided the only entertainment for most residents. Apart from the ones with more energy who spent their time at the local golf club, or exercised their ageing lungs by singing in the church choir. Like all English villages, rural or semi rural, of course the activity shared by ALL the residents was GOSSIPING and spreading rumours.
How had Gina managed to find a welcome change and a little bit of titillation? She had been temporarily transferred to fill a vacancy in the city. You see, Gina was the librarian in the small library that served the suburbs that were once individual villages. So Gina loved books – but hated book clubs – or rather the pretentious small-minded people found in such places.
A twenty minute bus ride took her into the city and on the first day the quiet housewife and noticed a different kind of publication that caused her heart to beat a little faster. She had wandered around the bus station and into a large newsagents of the sort found at railway stations and bus terminals. Unlike most suburban stores, city news stands and ‘paper shops’ carried a large stock of sex magazines, laid in a long row on the top shelves where kids could not reach.
This was 1970s England when for a few years censorship laws were pushed to the limit. On those shelves, besides several readers wives type, were magazines and books featuring and specialising in sexual fetishes, some that Gina never realised would have been so popular as to warrant a magazine dedicated to the act. One showed a woman clad from head to toe in black PVC, others in leather, magazines showing pictures on the front cover of women, some her age, bent over a man’s knee, skirts pulled up, being spanked. Others showed both men and women, naked or almost naked, tethered and strung up. Gays, lesbians, references to anal, cross dressing, water-sports – Gina didn’t even know what that meant!
Gina was very fascinated by the fact that the people in the photographs were not the usual models with perfect figures but ordinary folk of all ages; housewives, women of late forties and fifties, some quite a few pounds over weight – people like her! Men, some in underwear, some going thin on top, even bald headed, ordinary men that she might see in the library, spanking and touching the women. Real people, ordinary people who had sent in photos and letters. Magazines featuring amateurs telling others of their sexual fetishes.
When Gina finished work she was now into the habit of making a beeline for this busy news agent, taking up a position where she was able to see the sex magazines while pretending to sift through copies of ‘Woman’s Own’, Home Cooking’ ‘People’s Friend.’ Once she had purposely missed her bus home so she could spend more time fantasising over the explicit pics on the front covers. She had even wandered around the edges of the city centre during her lunch hour in search of similar shops that sold and displayed sex magazines.
She found such a shop and spent some time there – because they had a good display of contact magazines. Gina had seen a few of those that Stephen had acquired. That was how their sexual adventures had begun. Gina envied the wives whose husbands allowed them to have sex with other men. She loved reading adverts from ‘Husband would love to watch wife having threesomes or moresomes with well endowed men.’ ‘Wife, aged 45, wants fun time with young studs, husband to watch or join in.’ Oh how she envied those women!
She was bound to get noticed eventually. In the busy shop at the bus station where she thought everyone was in too much of a hurry to notice her, she had been letting her eyes linger on something called ‘Gang Bangs’ when she suddenly became aware of a young man standing close to her who was grinning at her. Outside, a youth was listening to his transistor radio, Gina had heard those lyrics before, ‘She’s heading for the cheating side of town.’ Some band called the Eagles singing about a wife apparently sneaking out the house, pretending to be meeting a friend, but really meeting a man for sex. Exciting. Had the young man noticed her envious expression?
‘If you tell me which mags you’d like, I’ll get them down for you,’ he said in a whisper. ‘I’ll take them to the counter and bring them back in a plain brown bag.’
Gina was stunned and unable to respond.
‘It’s okay, I’m not a weirdo,’ the boy told her, ‘I work here when I’m not at Uni – my parents own the shop. We get quite a few ladies, and some men too, who are “too shy to buy”. Tell me the titles and I’ll sort them out for you – do you want a contact mag? Maybe one full of readers letters – see how the other half live, eh? We have some new publications featuring spanking, if you fancy one of those. I was trying to see which ones your eyes were focusing on,’ he told her.
Getting over the shock of being ‘rumbled’ Gina took a closer look at the boy. She thought him to be very good looking, confident and at ease. Without thinking she responded with the first thoughts that came into her head.
‘Wouldn’t your parents be very shocked, seeing you help me buy adult magazines? You seem too young to be looking at those sort of things,’
‘Not at all! It is the 1970s you know!’ he laughed. ‘Come on, which ones would you like?’
Reluctantly, and not wanting to point, the middle-aged librarian whispered quietly giving the title of a contact magazine. ‘And the one next to it on the right,’ she added coyly. The boy walked to the shelves, reached up for the contact mag and “Spanking Fun”, on it’s right.
‘Oh, please could you get the “Fiesta Readers Letters”, too.’ The shy wife was getting very brazen.
Gina was about to get her purse to pay.
‘Wait outside and I’ll bring them out in a plain bag – then you can pay me.’
Gina stood outside almost losing her courage, ready to rush off and hide, when the boy appeared. He handed her a large brown paper bag, then took her money.
‘I’ve included a free sample, too’ he said smiling. ‘What bus are you waiting for?’
‘I’d rather stay anonymous if you don’t mind.’ Gina told him.
‘I was asking which bus – not your address.!’ the lad said.
Embarrassed Gina gave him a nervous laugh. ‘I’m sorry, I think I was being a bit over cautious. You must think it very shocking, a woman like me, buying sex magazines.’
‘Many of the women in those magazines are very much like you. Women who like sex. I have a thing about older women,’ the boy exclaimed, ‘I find you very sexy. There’s something about a woman who appears to all intents and purposes to be prim and proper librarian but who has strong sexual desires.’
Gina was shocked and stunned. ‘How did you know I was a librarian?’ she demanded with a gasp.
‘Simple – I go to the library often and noticed a new face there. I’m Dale, by the way. I know from seeing your lanyard that you’re called Gina. When you started coming into the shop I recognised you from the library, then when I saw your interest in the top shelf magazines it made me feel very aroused. And the reason I asked which bus is because I wanted to offer you a lift home.’
‘I couldn’t possibly accept,’ Gina told him. ‘If any neighbours in the village saw me getting out of your car, they’d have a field day, gossiping and making up their own wild stories.’
‘So, if it’s not a rude question. If you’re so frightened of the world and what people think, what’s the point in you buying contact mags? I can only assume you bought the spanking mag because you indulge in that practice with your husband.’
Gina was beginning to like his direct approach and didn’t feel offended.
‘There is a reason, but probably not what you think.’
‘Come on!’ said Dale, ’I’ll buy you a coffee and you can tell me all about it!’
Gina was becoming captivated and intrigued by the boy’s charisma. She was also having flashbacks about the boys she had met at the campsite. She followed him around the corner to a small cafe where they took a table on the pavement.
‘My husband will wonder where I’ve got to.’
‘Tell him you got chatted up by a young student – let him know men still find you desirable.’
‘Well… we did find that out – it’s part of the story I’m going to tell you.’
Less nervous now Gina gave Dale a sanitised version of their time at the caravan and camping site.
‘We have led a very sheltered life really and now we are middle-aged thought it time to do something daring.’
‘Plus you wanted to know what it would feel like being fucked by another man!’ Dale added for her.
Gina’s cheeks coloured up. He was correct but hearing him say it while sitting having a coffee, not to mention the fact she’d only known him for less than an hour, left her unsettled, but in a weird pleasant sort of way.
‘I can’t believe I’ve told you all this!’ she said.
‘Partly inspired to reveal all because you’ve bought sex magazines from me.’
‘I’m old enough to be your mother!’ Saying that out loud was more of a shock to Gina than Dale. The realisation of that fact brought back the memory of learning the true age of the younger boy at the campsite – learned while his cock was inside her, fucking her, bringing her to orgasm. Gina was aroused.
‘That turns me on, Gina. So we can talk more, let me drive you home then we’ll wait for the next bus a few stops from your village. People will see you getting off the bus as normal.’
Gina was deep in thought for a minute, then she made a decision.
‘Let me go to the telephone box and phone my husband Stephen – let him know I’m going to be late.’
Now she felt like the woman in that song by the Eagles. Gina felt like she was in the cheating side of town. She was very excited and aroused as she hurried off to the telephone kiosk that was nearby.
‘I’m going to be late, Stephen, just to let you know, so you don’t worry.’
‘Shall I come and pick you up later, save you bothering with the bus?’
‘Oh no! Actually, there’s a chance a colleague might offer me ride home. If not I’ll phone again then you can come for me. I’m not sure when the last bus leaves from here.’
Gina felt more relaxed now. She had told the truth – well almost – and as her husband knew she was going to be late, she needn’t worry about the time. Now she could enjoy her time with her new friend – the tall good looking boy, young enough to be her son – a boy who’d helped her buy explicit sex magazine’s!
Outside the telephone box a small saloon car pulled up.
‘Don’t laugh at my car,’ Dale said, ‘It’s all I can afford being a student.’
Gina smiled and climbed in, intentionally allowing her skirt to bunch up. She paused at the right time after stretching out just one leg, the other still on the pavement, knowing, from his lower vantage point Dale would have a good view between her thighs and, she hoped, the gusset of her panties. As they set off Gina made a significant point.
‘I don’t think we need to sit waiting a few stops outside the village for the bus. I was being silly, worrying about neighbours seeing me. You can drive me straight up to the door.’ Gina paused and saw a look of dismay on Dale’s face, ‘But you can still stop somewhere quiet so we can spend some time together. I’ve told my husband I will be late home so – well – no need for us to rush – or keep looking at our watches. Stop wherever you think is appropriate.’ Gina hoped the tone of her voice sounded seductive.
Those words alone gave the forty year old, sedate, middle class lady a tremendous thrill. She hoped that this young student, still a teenager, would take it as an invitation, a sign she was willing to let him misbehave. She
‘Perhaps when you find a good place to stop we can both browse through these magazines.’
Dale nodded his head. The atmosphere in the car was sexually charged.
‘Will you be telling your husband that I helped you buy the magazines?’ Dale asked. ‘I’m assuming you’re sure he’ll be okay about me driving you home right to your door.’
‘On the phone I said I might be getting a ride home with a colleague. But I’ll be telling him the truth. Your age and how we met.’
‘Does that include what happens between now and me taking you home?’
‘Yes,’ Gina replied, without hesitation. ‘You mean whatever might happen after we stop – besides looking through the magazines? I’ve told you some things about our sex adventure with other men. He enjoyed that – watching me – he will enjoy hearing about our journey home!’
Dale sucked in a deep breath. ‘I’m glad he will – I can’t help but mention you just said ‘other men’ I didn’t realise you were talking about more than one man. Can I ask if you met the men on different occasions – or the same time?’
‘I never thought I’d make such a confession to a complete stranger, particularly to someone your age – but yes, my husband watched me have sex with more than one man at the same time.’
‘How many?’ Dale asked almost cumming in his pants.
‘At one point – four men!’
‘God, that’s really turned me on! Now I see why he won’t be too worried about me! Pull your skirt right up, Gina, let me see your panties.’
‘No. Keep your eyes on the road. We’ll have some fun when you find a good place to stop.’
Dale turned up a track that led into a large wooded area.
‘I know this place, it belongs to the Forestry Commission. Even dog walkers don’t come this far up the track this time of day.’
When he finally turned off the engine and turned to face the older woman, she gazed at him, pulled up her skirt as far as her hips then let him watch as she slowly peeled off her panties and handed them to him. Gina was now a different character. At the camp site, she was spurred on by the affects of the alcohol. This was Thursday evening after a days work and she was stone cold sober. Her hands parted her labial lips, fingers stroking her wet slit stimulating her clitoris.
‘Show me what you have in your pants!’ she hissed.
Dale was awestruck, open mouthed, he obediently unfastened his belt and unzipped his denim jeans, hurriedly pushing down around his ankles. When his underwear followed letting his erect cock spring free, Gina licked her lips,
‘You’re very well endowed, she told the boy.
‘I want to fuck you!’ Dale said, overcome with the impatience of youth.
‘Well, this gear stick is in the way – I think we’d better get in the back seat.’
Both quickly hitched up their clothing enough to enable them to alight from the vehicle and move to the rear. They never made it. Dale run around to the passenger side and grabbed Gina. Roughly he pinned her to the side of the small car and grabbed at her blouse fumbling with the buttons. He was too rough, one button ripped off, damaging the garment.
‘I want to suck your tits! He grunted and carried on pulling her clothing apart.
Pulling the blouse off her shoulders he made the bra straps follow trapping her arms. Sucking and biting her nipples he fingered her cunt with one hand while the other went to her rear and tried to push it’s way up her back passage. Her panties were already off so that made losing the skirt easier. A quick flick of the waist button and loosening of the side zip took hardly a couple of seconds making the garment fall to the ground. Now he suddenly realised she wore stockings and suspenders inflaming his passions even more. Soon his hard cock was inside her cunt and he was fucking away, banging her against the side of the car. It was then that she saw him. A familiar face from the library, maybe? A man out walking his dog. Dale had made a serious error thinking no one came that far up into the forest early evening.
Before Gina could speak, Dale covered her mouth with his. Her peripheral vision told her the man had stopped and was still watching. He was side on to them around twenty yards away, so would see she was being fucked and have sight of her breasts bouncing up and down. He would know she was naked from the waist down apart from her suspender belt. Would he recognise her?
Gina’s heart was thumping very fast. She was excited but at the same time feeling panic at being discovered by someone who lived locally. In spite of her fear it felt incredibly arousing, being treated quite rough and fucked hard by such a young man, whilst a voyeur was blatantly standing watching the action. Biting hard and sucking on her neck, Dale almost brought her to orgasm.
He wanted something different and drawing out from her cunt he dragged her to the front of his vehicle. Now Dale had moved to one side, the man definitely could see she was almost naked, her cunt would be on show. Bending her over the bonnet of the car, the youth slapped her arse several times.
‘As you chose to buy a spanking mag, you must like a bit of pain!’ the boy said. Gina cried out as Dale continued to slap her arse.
Looking past the car to her left she noticed that the man had also moved and was looking straight at her watching her tits. Their eyes met and Gina was frantic trying to remember where she had seen this man before. Then she saw his hand unzip his pants and take his cock out, before starting to slowly masturbate. Still he looked straight at her not attempting to hide the fact he was wanking him self off. If Dale had spotted him he never reacted to the man’s presence.
Still fucking her hard, the thought went though Gina’s head that Dale must have hell of a lot of staying power. The man stepped closer and Gina could not take her eyes off his cock. She yelped when Dale reached round her waist and dug his fingernails into the soft flesh of her breasts close to her nipples. He used one hand to grab her hair and pull back her head as he rammed into her. Gina felt pain and saw how this had further aroused the wanking stranger.
‘Do you want a go with her, pal?’ Dale suddenly shouted out to the man. She knew now that Dale had been aware that the man had been watching.
‘I’m going to shoot my load up her arsehole, then you can have her!’
Noooo!’ Gina cried, ‘You’re too big – I’m not used to that!’
Dale put his mouth close to her cheek and growled into her ear. ‘You’re going to get it up your arse whether you like it or not!’
Every living creature in the forest heard her scream when the youth forced his cock up the woman’s anus. She screamed until the stranger came even closer turned her head toward him and forced her lips open with the tip of his erect cock, now wet with his pre-cum. Dale emptied his spunk up into her rectum.
‘She’s all yours mate.! Enjoy!’ The youth said.
The stranger pulled her upright and turned her to face him looking deep into her eyes. Gina, knowing what this man had just witnessed, felt a stirring in her belly so powerful that she almost orgasmed before his cock entered her pussy.
‘So, you like it rough then? I think I know you from somewhere.’
‘I’m not used to this,’ Gina whispered with a croak in her voice, ‘I don’t usually behave like this.’
‘Well I’m glad you are today,’ he told her mockingly, rubbing her nipples. He forced his tongue into her mouth and incredibly she found herself kissing him back.
‘Don’t worry, if it turns out I know your husband, I’ll keep this a secret. Get hold of my cock and wank me!’
Gina felt like she was under his spell, not wanting to struggle or reject him. She knew in her mind she was simply going to let him have sex with her in any way he wanted. Fully obediently she had wrapped her hand around his thick hot cock and was masturbating him, while he alternated between plunging his tongue into her mouth and sucking and biting her nipples, and in between those acts, talking to her in a way that felt very weird.
‘Did you enjoy being taken like that – having that lads cock up your arse hole?’
Even his crude language made the woman feel sexual arousal. She actually answered his questions.
‘It hurt, I don’t even let my husband do it like that!’
‘So, it hurt, but you liked it – I bet you get a taste for it! I think I want to fuck you up your arse. Turn around for me.’
‘Please no, it hurt me!’
‘You want me to fuck you normally then? Put my cock up your cunt!’
Gina was shocked by his perverted request.
‘Come on,’ he said quietly, ‘Remember, it will always be our secret. Put my dick inside your cunt and let me fuck you!’
Gina, whimpered and turned her head to look if Dale was listening and watching. He was yards away, playing with the man’s dog, like he was patiently waiting for her and the man to finish having sex. The man’s piercing eyes almost hypnotised her.
‘Let me fuck you then you can go home to your husband.’
Shaking like a leaf, Gina began to guide the man’s penis toward her vagina.
‘If you ever see me in the street – you will never approach me, or try to talk to me? Do you promise?’ Gina said stuttering.
‘I promise,’ he said with a grin, ‘Let’s enjoy the fuck!’
Spreading her stance Gina gasped as she fed the tip of the man’s cock into her soaking hole. He thrust forward and she felt it sink all the way in. The man dropped his hands and grabbed her buttocks holding her close, his pelvic bone pressing on her hers, rubbing her clitoris. Now he worked her up and down, slowly at first that increased the speed, bouncing her on his cock. His hand slipped between her bum cheeks and a finger found her anus that was still stretched from her anal fucking and easily entered her brown hole.
It felt good. She flung her arms around the man’s shoulders to keep her balance, which made her face make contact with his. Letting him kiss her seemed the natural thing to do.
‘Are you enjoying it now?’ the man whispered when he came up for air.
Gina answered without thinking, ‘Yes!’
‘Is this more exciting than when your husband fucks you?’
‘Oh, my God, you shouldn’t be asking me things like that!’ Gina now sounded frantic, but was wriggling her hips as the man pounded into her, gasping for breath.
‘Of course it is – you’ve been looking for more satisfying sexual experiences – that’s why I’ve found you here with your knickers off, fucking with a boy young enough to be your son! I can read your mind – I know what you want, what you like. The anal sex you’ve just experienced gave you some pain, but nevertheless it turned you on, didn’t it? I want you to offer up your arse to me!’ The man whispered in her ear. ‘Turn around and let me shoot my hot sperm up your rear end!’
Gina sounded like she was crying but when the man pulled his cock from her cunt she submitted and turned around, pushing out her arse, bending forward over the front end of the car.
‘I’m right aren’t I – you loved having a cock up your back end!’
‘Yesss!’ Gina breathed.
She felt his cock working it’s way into her anus and pushed out, like she was wanting to defecate – Gina was learning already how to make her anal muscles relax to take a thick cock up her arsehole. The man started slow then banged into her fast and hard, holding on to her tits.
‘Oh fuck, yes, harder, I can feel it coming,I’m going to cum, oh God.’
As her arse was pummelled the sound of water hitting the ground was heard. Gina was having an orgasm and urinating while she was being anally fucked.
Looking to her side she saw Dale approaching, his cock was in his hand – she knew what he wanted, so when he offered it to her mouth she willingly opened up and sucked it in, running her tongue over his piss hole. So intense was the level of arousal between all three that both men came within seconds of each other.
When the cock was removed from her arse Gina, straightened up and turned to face the older man, both staring at each other. She hoped he’d be telling her where they could meet up again.
‘Sink down on your knees and clean my cock!’ he told her quietly.
Gina did not argue, she lowered herself slowly down in front of him, took hold of his soiled penis and looking up at him as though she wanted to prove how obedient she was willing to be, she opened her mouth, still staring up while she put the dirty cock deep inside her mouth and closed her lips over it, using her tongue and saliva to suck it clean. Dale moved close and wanted the same treatment. Gina alternated between the two cocks, licking and sucking.
Minutes passed, both men enjoyed the feel of Gina’s tongue and lips as she masturbated them in her mouth. Though both cocks were still flaccid the sexual pleasure remained strong.
‘I need to move now, I need a piss!’ Dale said.
‘I do too,’ said the man, ‘But neither of us need to move away!’
As Gina looked up to speak, warm water hit her cheeks and ran down her neck and chest. The man was pissing on her and within seconds Dale followed suit.
‘Let me see you take some in your mouth!’ the stranger told Gina.
Her front was soaked, her ripped blouse, her bra, her face, her tits. For hardly two or three seconds she looked at the stream of yellow fluid splashing over her face and body – then opened her mouth wide and pointed both cocks toward her face catching the urine in her facial orifice.
‘Let me see you swallow some of it down!’ she heard the man order.
Gina let her mouth fill up and gradually opened her throat to swallow the acrid tasting waste water of both men.
When she finally stood, realising the perverted orgy was over, she looked at the state of her clothing, taking off the soaking blouse and bra.
‘I still expect you’ll be taking me home,’ she told Dale who was busy tidying himself up.
When she turned to look at the nameless man – he was already gone.
I’ll drop you off on the outskirts of the village,’ Dean told her.
‘Oh? No you won’t! There is no way that I’m walking anywhere in public looking like this. You will take me to my front door.’
‘But… !’
‘No buts, ’ Gina told the youth.
‘Your husband… !’
‘Technically, you raped me today – anal rape. I could call the police and once they see what state I’m in they will arrest you. And I’ll make sure your parents know the full story before you even get home. You will take me home and we will both go into the house and speak to my husband. He is not a violent man but he does know the law. We have both been very irresponsible and let ourselves get carried away. It might surprise you but depending on how I explain things it’s likely that my husband will find the situation very arousing. I’m going to start by telling him the truth! The whole truth and nothing but the truth!
‘Remember what I told you about the camp site – my husband was happy to watch me have sex with more than one man. He knows I have certain needs.
‘By the way – did you know that man?’
‘Of course not!’ insisted Dale, ‘I’ve never seen him before in my life!’ I’m sorry, I thought you were enjoying every minute of what happened to you.’
‘That may prove to be true,’ Gina told him with a wry smile. ‘Let’s see what happens in the next hour. Now, let me cover myself with my coat – then take me home.’
(To be continued.)
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