Friends in Love: Part 6

Friends in Love: Part 6

The following morning, Matt was stirring noisily in the kitchen. Dee and I watched him from the table. "Do you think he's still going to last?" asked Dee.

"Oh, definitely," I replied.

Rachel had left him no other option but to restrain his cumming until their picnic, which had now become his ultimate fantasy. The picnic, along with whatever might happen during it, had been turned even more tantalizing by Rachel's demands.

Meanwhile, Rachel got up early and prepared a hamper for their outing. While Matt was making coffee with a palpable nervous energy, she stepped out to pick up a few more items.

I observed Matt's movements, and Dee smiled. "That was sweet, what he did," she commented.

The blowjob consummated between me and him had been a gesture of mutual affection. He had done it to ensure my pleasure. I was still taking my time to process everything. I replied, "Yeah. It's something I've never explored before."

"Having a blowjob, or being the one giving it?" asked Dee.

I nodded. "Both. It's strange to discuss these things with you." I reminded myself that they, too, had once shared similar experiences.

Dee displayed curiosity. "Is that everything left? Do you want to... fuck him?"

I blushed. "No."

"Hmm. So you're a bottom?" teased Dee.

I looked at her with surprise, and she laughed. "I'm just joking!"

I retaliated by pinching her butt, to which she reacted flinchingly. "Definitely not my scene," she added wryly.

Dee was finishing off a poptart, her eyes focused on Matt while he bent over to fetch something. "Think you could deal with it again?" she inquired.

With his generously sized cock, the satisfaction it provided was intense. However, it also pushed me to my limits. I pondered, then nodded.

Her eyes widened briefly with amusement. "Oh, brave bottom boy!"

"I'll be tickling you so much in a moment," teased Dee.

Matt resumed what he was doing but made sure to reveal a glimpse of his naked bottom to us.

Dee decided to indulge in some light S&M. "I'm gonna bite your bottom," she threatened.

Matt laughed and ambled out.

Subtly flushed, Dee continued to stroke her dress. "Stay here, I'm just going to... prepare."

"Dee?" I enquired.

She lowered her hand to her lap and pleasured herself for a few moments before offering me a captivating smile. "Simply working myself up," she admitted.

I smirked, confident that this picnic would be a memorable one.

Matt had in mind a secluded wheat field they could drive to, far from tourist areas. "It's a little off the beaten path, but there's a public footpath. We'll be leaving that," he stated. "We should try to find some secluded spots in the area."

I miagined that he had been envisioning this moment for a long time.

The weather was beautiful - sunny and blessed with a gentle breeze. With Matt driving the way, we left the windows open. A lingering silence hung in the air. Hints of anticipation could be sensed from everyone. All of us were aware that it might turn out to be a missed opportunity if we couldn't find a suitable setting. However, we could still have a lovely time if the situation didn't allow for more. Dee and I took turns rubbing each other's legs, gradually stoking the fires of desire. We also messaged each other some salacious texts. I suggested an explicit fantasy about Rachel publicly submitting to our will. Upon reading it, Dee's cheeks reddened. I wanted to provoke her, to delight in her helpless arousal. As I considered it, she retaliated with a message so lascivious it caused me to experience a brief erection.

Despite their laughter, Rachel couldn't suppress the urge to touch herself, so Matt had to chase her away.

As we neared our destination, I entertained the thought of us building the tension only to encounter potential disappointment or unnatural disturbance that could spoil the moment.

Upon parking in a remote area, we set out on the footpath. The seclusion was perfect. No signs of any nearby establishments or inhabitants broke the tranquility of the surroundings.

Matt led us off the path, over a fence, and helped each of us climb over. After a brief walk, we found ourselves in a vast, open field. The entire area was quiet, with no signs of civilization.

"Wow," Dee sighed, taking in the beauty of the scene.

No cars, no traffic, not a single voice. Just pure silence, punctuated by the chirping of birds and rustling of wind.

Matt continued to lead us through the field and we passed a woody hedge, emerging into a wheat field. He pointed towards the middle of the field, underscoring the presence of a clearing. We followed him, and as we drew closer, we noticed a flattened area in the midst of the tall wheat.

"So, how did you know this place existed?" I asked.

Rachel smiled knowingly. "Matt's been planning this trip ever since you mentioned it."

Matt looked sheepish, "I thought of bringing you all here.” Turning to me, he claimed, "One of my coworkers suggested this place, he said it was the perfect spot for a picnic."

I glanced around, the pockets of the wheat field were ringed by rolling green hills. Even with the unlikely locations for people, the possibility remained that there could be other human presence such as dog walkers, day trippers, or farmers.

Matt spread the hamper out on the picnic blanket, and Rachel unfurled the blanket for us to sit on. We all sat, and the scorching sun became the centerpiece of our personal space. We enjoyed food, drinks, and the best of champagne.

But as the opportunity for more intimate moments presented itself, we all felt uneasy. The open air around us seemed to be a hindrance to any progression. And just when I began to doubt what would happen, Dee surprised me.

Dee turned her face toward the sun, closed her eyes, and smiled. Her eyes opened when she removed her dress above her head. Her lack of undergarment was evident. Rachel gasped at the sight.

"Dee! There's no one around." Dee was quick to confirm this. She embarked upon a six-point turn, spinning around with her dress and panties fallen away. Nude, she ran across the cleared space until at last she returned.

Rachel couldn't help but be delighted at Dee's show of self-confidence. Matt seemed as though he was rooted to the spot by Dee's boldness.

All of a sudden, I serious contemplated the possibility that nothing would happen.

"This place is divine." Dee expressed her euphoria. She turned to face the sky once more, laying out in the sun.

I reached into the cooler bag and retrieved a bottle of champagne. Dee gazed at me, her expression unconcerned. Retrieving the bottle, I removed the cork and slammed it into the sky when it popped loose.

Neither my friends nor I had visible intentions. I carried on, pouring the cool liquid on Dee's skin and even spreading it across her breasts. She smiled at me, arching her back in delight before I bent forward to kiss her. It was then that I realized we were completely and utterly alone.

Legs spread, lying contentedly on the blanket, Dee rested her head in one hand and traced my chest with the other. Our location, once a source of anxiety, transformed into our own private sanctuary.

Dee couldn't resist the champagne. She sat up, beads of sweat kissing her brow. "Who is ready for some fun?" she asked as she inquired about our intentions.

I took off my shirt and satisfied her request by laying down, while Rachel pulled out some strawberry jam from the hamper. She handed the jam to me, revealed to be the desired lube. "Let's show Dee a good time."

I pressed my hands into the jam, then brought it to Dee's body. The red paste felt sticky and unlike any lubricant, I'd ever experienced. Dee frowned slightly at the thought of having it on her, but I reassured her that I would clean it off later.

Matt was the first to lose his trousers and underwear, revealing his bulge and taunting Dee. Rachel blushed but remained fixated on her friend and me.

I lay down with Dee, opposite my friends, and she dribbled champagne onto me. Soaking my skin, she bent down to lick it off. Her tongue trailed slow, confident strokes around my body, using her warm mouth to gather every last drop. It was a unique and tantalizing sensation.

Dee tilted her head up and presented her body to me. Aside from her flushed cheeks, sweat glistened on her and beads of perspiration dotted her skin. "You've given me quite the view," she teased.

I wasted no time. I delved my hands into the jam, ensuring Dee would have it for future encounters. I did my best to cover every inch of her exposed body. In preparation for cleaning up my sticky mess, I licked away all of the remaining jam before leaning in to kiss her again.

I peered at Rachel and Matt. Matt was subtly exposing himself, while Rachel was simply rubbing herself through her clothes.

"Wimps," Matt chuckled. Rachel glared at me, but her face was playful. She looked about again, before she removed her dress. She observed Dee as she licked up and down my penis. "Enjoy that jam, Dee?"

Dee glanced up, having my saliva-coated penis in her hand. "Oh, it's divine. A new flavor?"

Rachel chuckled. "It's from a sort of sweaty meaty berry."

Dee had jam on her lips, with that and the sweat on her forehead, she seemed like she was wild.

Rachel glanced at her and then shoved her hand into her pants. "I'll have dirty thoughts, Dee."

Dee smiled. "What kind?"

"I could've jerked off Matt, mixed his semen into the jam. Or made ice cubes with it."

Dee chuckled. "Not out of time." She transported the almost empty jar over to Matt's cock, then put his penis inside. He groaned and writhed under her touch. Dee fucked him with the sticky jar as if it were a fleshlight. It likely felt good, as he grabbed her shoulder and groaned.

"Do it, Matt. I'll create some sandwiches."

Rachel frantically took off her clothes, she still seemed anxious, but she was so turned on at this point she didn't care. "Yes, love. Jam and cum, I'll smother myself in it. Do it for me."

Rachel was masturbating fervently, her gaze fixed on him. Matt's eyes were near rolling in his head.

"Ladies," I lay back and jacked off, watching them, "you're truly scandalous. Pure filth, but scandalous."

Rachel sent me a wink, after that she moved towards Matt's side. She reached down and secured a scoop of jam on her finger. She pushed his jeans down further, then used her jam-wet finger to stimulate his anus.

I observed him forcefully humping the jar in Dee's hand, I was concerned he might damage himself. "Oh fuck, oh fuck." The entire scene was taxing on him.

Rachel was fingering him. "I want semen in my jam, baby. I want Dee to lick it off of me."

Dee's eyes brightened. "Oh my fucking God."

The notion propelled Matt over the edge, he grabbed Dee's shoulder and shuddered. She cautiously held the jar underneath him. Rachel was performing multiple tasks, pinching his nipple, fingering him, and kissing Matt's shoulder. "Yes, baby. Cumming for me, baby?"

He groaned and nodded.

Dee tipped the jar away, she scooped some white-red residue clinging to Matt's genitals and inserted it into the jar. Rachel stripped off all of her clothes and laid down beside me on the blanket.

I brushed my lips against hers, then chose to bring some pleasure to her, and pinned her arms above her head. She smiled. Dee then drizzled some of the jar onto Rachel's breasts. Lumps of delightful sticky red and white liquids dribbled out. The sensation nearly made Rachel yelp. "Oh God. We should not be doing this."

Dee merely winked at her, then she bent down and scooped the cum-jam off of Rachel's undulating body. "Mmm. That's tasty." She gulped down the load, then offered the second one to Rachel. Rachel opened her mouth, and Dee kissed the jam into her.

Rachel writhed pleasurably, but I held her down. Dee dipped down for another lick, but then she raised her head to see if I was inquisitive. I issued her a grin, and then she bent to me, pressing her lips to mine. Hmm. It was warm and runny and sweet. I licked my lips. "That's good."

She beamed. "I knew it, right!"

I often found myself amazed by her. I released Rachel, embraced Dee and kissed her once again, passionately. As we frolicked, Dee dumped the remaining jam over Rachel's body, then she lay on top of her and slid up and down against her. When she was done, both girls had a fresh, pink, sweaty, and sticky mess on their breasts and stomachs. Dee sat back with her legs splayed open, and masturbated while Rachel sucked me.

Suddenly, I remembered where we were. I examined the area. There was nothing but wheat waving in the wind, trees swaying, and birds flying overhead, disconcerted.

Matt was stroking himself, observing us all, grinning. With a grin on his face, he extracted a diet coke from the cooler and poured it over Dee's back. She shuddered and shrieked. "Matt!"

She leaped up, attempting to seize the can from him. They fell to the ground, engaging in playful fighting, with her lying on top of him. His sweatpants were still around his ankles, but everyone was naked. I observed as he cradled her behind and kissed her neck. She ceased writhing and remained still. Her hips gyrated, indicating that he'd found her clitoris.

I inquired, "Ready?"

She nodded, "Less terrified than ten minutes ago." I glanced about. She immediately stopped. "What's that?"

I peered down and smiled. "Nothing. Just checking. It's all clear." I examined her sun-scorched, pink-stained body. One of her jam-covered fingers drew my attention. "You've been naked for five minutes and look at you. So filthy."

Despite her awkwardness, Rachel usually wanted to please. She placed her hands beneath her head and opened her legs, gazing up at me with a warm smile. "Here I am. What do you want to do with me?"

I leaned in and kissed her, then I licked down her neck to her pink-stained chest, and then to her pussy. I licked around her clitoris. Her skin was hot from the sunshine, and her body tasted of deep, rich perspiration. I continued licking until her hands were pulling at my hair, and the signs of her rising arousal were evident. Then I swiftly shifted to my knees and entered her.

Wow. So warm.

She gasped and stared at me, her wide blue eyes dazed. I instantly stopped. God, she felt good. I glanced over to the side, Dee was on top of Matt, engaging in a sixty-nine. Their faces were engrossed in each other. No one else was about. Thankfully, the area appeared completely abandoned.

Rachel reached out and stroked my face. I swiftly refocused on her. She looked mussed. I had noticed that there was a tree in the corner of the field.

"Want to seek some shade?" I inquired.

"Where?"

I indicated the tree. "Over there."

"Hmm. Sure. I'm all sweaty."

I aided her in standing up. "Leave your clothes behind." I wanted to take charge for a change. There was something about her uncertainty that compelled me to lead her. I reached towards the hamper and selected something. I curled my hand around it, not wanting Rachel to see it yet.

Dee looked up. "Where you two heading?"

I nodded at the tree. "Shade."

"Ah. Okay." Dee's eyes closed.

"What's he doing, love?"

She licked her lips. "He's eating me out! His big, dumb tongue is as large as his big, dumb cock!"

I saw her wiggle in his embrace. He was spreading her cheeks wide open. I assisted Rachel in standing and walked towards the tree.

"Shouldn't we bring some clothes?" Rachel started suggesting.

"Nope."

We ventured a few steps farther. "What if someone's strolling their dog? And they grab their phone?"

I sighed, then took her hand and sprinted, making her sprint with me. We reached the tree swiftly and leaned against its bark, laughing and perspiring. I embraced Rachel's face and kissed her. She reached for my dick and it was rock hard.

I pushed her forward and had her face the tree. I enjoyed the view. Her delightful, fleshy form. Curvy hips and large rear end. Her curly blonde hair. Sweat dripping down her back. I stroked her vagina a little, massaging her lips, then I withdrew my hand and gave her a couple of spanks. She moaned.

"Bend over, Mrs. Green."

"Yes, Jim."

She bent over and moved backward a little. I fingered her pussy a bit more, my other hand in the back of her neck keeping her in position. "This must be the filthiest thing you've ever done, isn't it? When you consider it? Everything else you've been able to control."

She moaned.

"Tell me it's dirty."

"It's so filthy, Jim."

Kneeled down, I eagerly licked her tight butt hole. She moaned delightfully. Anal was her thing, but her limited experiences were with toys and tongues since her boyfriend was too large. Teased her mildly by inserting my tongue and then pulling out, spitting in between. Once she was moaning deeply, I rose, slid into her pussy. She whimpered. I held her hips firmly. I pounded her for a while, sliding in and out of her slick hole.

"Push your arms toward back," I instructed.

Immediately, she complied, crossing them at the back. I held her by the wrists as I continued my assault. I leaned over her ear, whispering, "I want to stick my dick in your ass. It looks so tight." Moaning even louder, she responded, "Oh fuck, yes."

She humped me back, her eyes closing tightly. "Say 'fuck me Jimmy'."

"'Fuck me Jimmy'."

"Louder, no one can hear us."

Her eyes opened, look of shock came over them. "Oh God, Jim."

"Maybe you shouldn't use my name, just in case." I pondered, "How about you say: 'fuck me daddy'?"

Eyes widened, and I thought of the effect the 'daddy' would have on her. My guess was Matt likely never used that name on her.

"Jim!"

Thrusting vigorously, "Say it loud."

Her lips slightly parted.

"Say: 'fuck me in the ass, daddy.'"

Her eyes widened some more. "Oh God."

I removed my penis, picked up the lube I had brought, squirted some into my hand. "All fours. Now."

She hesitated briefly and then got into position. Trembling from excitement, her body must be struggling to accept fear and lust at once. I rubbed some lube on the small bottle's cap, depositing it over her tight rim. Moaning, she reacted to this intimate act. I rubbed her clit. "You adore anal, don't you?"

A slight nod.

"Almost can't remember the last time you had good anal?"

"Probably not since Matt first tried."

I soothed her back. "Awful fate."

Rubbed her anus frequently, and then selected my erect cock. Teased her vaginally first, my aim was to prepare her for what comes later. Kissed her shoulder, half teasing. "You need this, want a cock up there?"

A barely audible, "Yes."

"But you're used to fingers. Would a cock be so much different?"

"I've always wanted it, but it's embarrassing to admit."

"That's alright. Lube up my prick."

Rubbed it forcefully as she rubbed herself between her legs. Now, spanned her butt cheeks, and pressed my dick atop of the lube smeared hole. First time in a while getting an ass fuck, and second time - ever!

I teased her, rubbing my dick head between her cheeks. Nervous look in her face, half anticipating pain, half eager for pleasure. Spit on her anus, "This'll sting, a bit."

Inserted a finger, confirming her tightness.

"Want me to use a toy first?"

Head shook, she whimpered affirmatively.

"Alright." Two fingers entered her, not moving them much. "Want something big in your butt? Feel like being taken?

Loud "Oh God, Jim, please."

Withdrew and spat on her anus again. "Ready?"

"Yes, God. Please."

Hands gripping her waist, I positioned myself. Rectum in front of me, I thrust my cock into her. She gasped, her face twisted, giving way to a wide grin. Confidant that she wants it, I added a second finger to her other orifice, rubbing her eager clit. Riding her transition between pleasure and desire.

Ordered her, "Say: 'fuck my arse'."

A soft "Fuck my ass."

"No, louder please."

"F-fuck my ass!"

A third finger breached inside her. Rubbed her clit vigorously. She climaxed. Bucking and moaning "FUCK MY ARSE!"

Pushed my cock a bit further. "Say it loudly."

"FUCK MY ASS DADDY!"

Eyes sharply focused, as if imagining me as her daddy, eyes desperate, mouth gasping, "M-motherfucker, please... Eat my ass!... Pleasure me!"

Inside her, sliding back and forth, she was beyond control. Falling onto the ground, I felt my dick deep her sex, her butt rubbing against my stomach. Fulfilled, "Fuck that ass."

She shuddered, as if releasing years of built-up anticipation. "YES! YES! FUCK MY ASS!" Moments later, another orgasm, "YES! FUCK MY ASS DAD!"

I held her waist, took a deep breath, and then just slid into her hottest, tightest hole. Her anus was gripping me hard. With each thrust and movement, she gasped. She weakly got back onto all fours and looked at me. Her eyes were half-closed, but she was looking at me with an almost pleading surrender. "Yes," I groaned, "fucking my wild woman. In her tight anus. Out in the open. Everyone can see you get taken in your ass. You're shameless. Dirty wild slut." I added a few spanks to her bottom with the last words. She nodded with the words, then closed her eyes and let out a series of soft gasps that came with my thrusts. She reached down and rubbed her clit frantically.

In the distance, I could hear Dee moan long and loud, the fact that the sound had carried across the field excited me greatly, but I didn't turn to look. The only thing that mattered to me was the incredible sensations of Rachel's body, its incredible vice-like grip. I pulled out completely and squirted some more lube in her. She lay down to where her belly was touching the grass. Her smile was radiant. I lifted her hips and slid back into her. Her first cry was almost one of pain, but the next turned into something incredibly tender. Anal turned her into an entirely new lover. It turned me on like a wildfire. I humped her for a while, like a mindless dog. I wanted to know the dirty depths of her. "Your ass is so tight," I panted.

She was moaning in a way I was now familiar with. I realized as I drove into her, she was also pushing her pussy into the ground. She was cumming. Hard. I lowered myself and bit her neck. "Cumming?"

She grunted. If she hadn't crossed over the edge, she was definitely close to it. I grabbed her hair and pushed her face down, then fucked her a little bit harder. "Come for me."

Her whole body trembled under me, and she let out a low moan that was utterly abandoned. It was the sound of a body that craved anal visitation and was enjoying release. She didn't seem to care if anyone was watching now.

I couldn't take much more, so I paused to rest before lifting her so she was back on all fours. As she looked back at me, she appeared quite wild. Her face was covered in sweat and grass. Her eyes seemed vacant of intelligence, only occupied by a determined carnal need.

I smirked. "So you came a few times?"

She nodded. "Fuck me daddy." Her words were slurred. As if she was trying to reconnect with me after a wave of pleasure had carried her far away. Her anus was gripping me.

I rubbed her clit under her. She quivered in response as she gasped. "That wasn't very loud," I said.

She gave me a faint smile, then she lifted her head. "FUCK MY ASS, JIM!" She shouted it.

I grinned. I squeezed her tits and nipples as I pounded her. I fought off cumming with every decadent stroke. I pinched her nipples. I could feel her insides quivering. She was almost sobbing. "Oh. Oh God. I'm going to cum." She moaned. "Fuck me, Jim. Fuck me daddy. Oh God. Oh God."

I fucked into her hard, panting. Wet sounds of sweat and excitement appeared when our bodies slapped together. I dug my nails into her hips. "Watch out, little wild girl covered in cum slime, cum for me."

That pushed her over the edge. Rachel shivered then screamed: "FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK MY ASS DADDY!" She screamed it as loudly as she could, then collapsed against the ground, cumming and trembling. I froze inside her while she recovered. The wild shaking of her body nearly made me explode.

I kissed her neck, gently. "They might have heard that on the moon."

She blushed scarlet and giggled. "Oh no, don't say that."

"I can't hold off any longer, you're just too good. Like nothing I've ever felt."

Her body rocked back into mine. "Cum in me, Jim. Do it."

"No, I want you to wear it. I want everyone watching to see it." I was playing with her mind as much as her body. I pulled out slowly from her, pausing to admire her gaping anus. Then, I pulled her up to her knees. She looked dazed but she stroked my legs and looked at me expectantly.

I jacked myself off frantically. I smiled at her. "I loved seeing you eat that nasty jam."

Her eyes brightened. "Cum jam? Mmm, so good."

"I want you to do that later."

She nodded. "Yes, baby. Anything you want. Cum in it and I'll eat it for you."

Oh my God. "So dirty."

She caressed my testicles. "Do you know how much I like cereal? Will you come on my flakes, Jim? Come in my milk? Fuck my food so that everything tastes of you?"

I groaned in response. In the background, I heard Dee exclaiming pleasurably. This prompted me to act. Streams of semen flowed out of me, targeting Rachel's breasts. They were hit with the cum and also her neck. Some even landed on the grass around her and the leaves at our feet. She licked me to ensure I was clean, and patted my bum before saying, "Thank you, Daddy."

I stroked her hair. "Have a look at you. You're a mess in a field."

She blushed despite the situation but didn't try to hide herself. Still on her knees, breasts exposed, she maintained a smile. "You forgot to mention the noisy fucking."

I laughed in response. "I'll never forget that."

She smiled back and allowed me to help her back to her feet. I checked her behind, but she assured me that she was fine. She even patted her own butt to emphasize her statement and rubbed her nipples, then stretched. "I'm drenched in ecstasy. Fuck, that was a mind-blowing experience. Sex doesn't end when you feel satiated." She squeezed her tits before stating, "You made me feel amazing. It's past due, thank you."

I gave her a long embrace and a kiss. We resumed our journey together, holding hands. We returned to the others without any fear of being seen. No one was around, despite the loud anal sex in progress.

Upon our arrival, Dee was on all fours puffing hard, and Matt was having his way with her from behind. He has always displayed a remarkable focus while indulging in sexual acts. Considering Dee's noises, it seemed she wouldn't have objected even if a crowd were present. Seeing her giving into her desires so publicly was beyond erotic. This sight brought me immense joy.

My lovely Dee, the sweetest, most reserved girl I've known. Her lips were parted, with small sighs of pleasure escaping. Her captivating breasts moved beneath her, already covered in sweat.

Sweat covered both of them. Considering his slow and steady thrusts, he had clearly taken his time to pleasure himself as well as her. Her ability to withstand his size seemed to increase each time they were together. "Oh fuck! Oh God, it's too large!" Dee yelled in an excited yet scared tone. Those sensations were undoubtedly both painful and pleasurable. I witnessed him insert a finger into her bottom.

Matt stopped. "Too large?" He was teasing her. "Done for?"

She looked at him, her long hair plastered to her face. "No. Don't stop! Don't stop!"

He stared deep into her eyes, then slowly pulled himself out before slamming back into her hard. She let out a deep groan, her face falling to the ground. Her cries were loud and animalistic, filled with intense sensation.

Despite their oblivion of our presence and continuous moans, neither of them looked upon us or acknowledged us. They were encapsulated in their world together.

Matt held himself inside her, definitely filling her to the brim. Then he carefully extracted himself, turned her over, and spread her legs. He wanted to witness her reaction as he continued. She stared back, unwavering. Dee's hands rubbed vigorously at her clitoris as he slid back inside her. His thick cock stretching her out forcibly. The intimacy of the situation shattered her composure, prompting her to moan intensely. After witnessing her desperate sounds, he pulled out, standing over her. "Too large?" He inquired before letting out a mighty roar as he ejaculated all over her chest. He squeezed out every last drop onto her, while she lay there with her eyes shut, panting. He stroked her legs as she recovered.

Rachel and I applauded, feeling it was appropriate.

"Oh, twins," Rachel snickered, shaking her cum-smothered breasts.

Dee looked at Rachel and laughed. Dee rose and took Rachel's hand, "Come with me!" They both rushed off, LAUGHING loudly in the field. Eager to experience their excitement, Rachel joined Dee.

Matt and I exchanged humbled gazes.

When the girls returned, they were both red-faced and worn out. Dee asked Rachel, "I'm sure I heard someone yelling about anal before. Was it disgusting?"

Rachel chose not to answer. She simply bent over, revealing her still slightly dilated anus.

Dee's eyes widened at the sight. "Wow."

"I could hear you from over there," I told Dee, with a smile.

She blushed. "Really? Oh my, I hope no one else could hear us."

I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a hug. "I enjoy hearing you happy like this." She blushed a little more and hugged me back.

Rachel reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. "Pictures!" she exclaimed.

Dee giggled. "I'm not sure about that."

"No, this is perfect. We're perfect. Has anyone ever felt happier than this?"

We looked around, and we were alone. So, the four of us, naked and sweaty, two of us covered in cum, posed for a series of smiling, happy selfies, all cramped together in one frame. Laughing, smiling, elated and lively. We took some pictures of the girls kissing each other, even a few naughty ones. The girls lay flat out under the sun, glistening and masturbating for us. Dee took out her phone and captured Rachel with her legs spread and gaping. Then Dee took some of Matt jerking off for Rachel. Rachel got on her knees, following my lead, and stared up at my phone. "Smile. Now, open your mouth. Stick out your tongue. Oh my goodness. Make a mess of your hair." She giggled and threw herself into it. At one point, Dee found some mayo in the hamper and smeared it on Rachel's breasts. Matt and I took pictures of the girls rolling around on the blanket, licking up sauce, cum, and sweat. By the end, they were both covered in goo, while Matt and I were extremely hard.

We took the last pictures of the girls noticing our throbbing cocks and sucking them. Rachel returned to all fours and asked me to fuck her ass again. It was getting late, but there was no chance I would say no to that. Matt applied some lube and assisted me in entering her. His long fingers made her moan and grind against the blanket. I bent over her, teasing her. "Doesn't her pussy want some too?"

"No," she begged breathlessly. "In my anus. Please. Please. I need it so badly."

"Not your pussy?"

We all loved hearing her kinky words. "Anus," she said, loving the cruder language. "Fuck my anus. Please. Please. I need it so badly."

I hesitated, allowing her to claim what she wanted. Then, I pushed into her anus. "Oh!" she shouted loudly.

Matt and Dee stood back a little, watching. "She wants us to see," he said. "She's an exhibitionist and a slut." He spoke with pride.

I thrust deeper into Rachel, still enjoying the feeling of her tight hole getting looser. "She's so good," Matt continued. "She loves this." Rachel gasped with each thrust, still in a passionate state. She was tight, but she was allowing her body to accommodate me more with each stroke. Feeling this hole expand with every use gave me a shiver of erotica. I reached the final push, and the cum gushed out, pulsating intense and bursting into her anal cavity. I held her hips and thrust one last time, fully impaling her with my cock.

"Oh!" she yelled. "You're all the way in. God, you feel so good in me."

Matt leaned over and kissed her. "Missed it?"

She nodded. "I missed how you tended to me." He kissed her forehead softly. The combination of gentleness and obscenity was too much. "I love the feeling of being filled by a man," I whimpered.

Matt looked at me and nodded, signifying me to continue. He reached under her and played with her clit while I slammed into her anus with reckless abandon. She was gasping with each plunge. She was still tight but was accommodating me more with each thrust. I reached that moment of release, and I came, shooting copious amounts of cum into her. I held her, feeling drained. Rachel collapsed into Matt's arms, trembling with happiness. We held her as she recovered, just as Matt and Dee were rocking in pleasure together. The four of us were quiet and content, enjoying the pure bliss.

We stayed there for a while longer, feeling just as exhausted and exhilarated as before. Rachel wandered off and crouched down in a corner, a smile on her face as she released the last of her cum. It wasn't clear if she wanted more or was satisfied enough. An air of sexual intensity surrounded her. She was rubbing her breasts. I had a feeling that if she were alone, she might have started to hump the ground.

Matt strolled over, and we watched as he skillfully fingered her. She came again in his arms. Her reaction told us she was settled and content.

Rachel struck a pose for Dee, pushing the remaining trace of cum out of her anus and then licking it off her hand. We all decided it was time to go back. It was starting to get dark, and we needed to find our way back to the car.

We dressed up, but Dee insisted on not putting her underpants on. I carried them in my mouth while she laughed at me. We only made it halfway down the field when I raised her dress and started to rub her again. Her arms draped around me, and she kissed me passionately. I took her to a gentle climax. Matt and Rachel watched.

Dee rested her head on my shoulder, and I held her waist. When we reached the car, Dee and I sat in the back seat, while Matt took the driver's seat and breathed deeply. "I can't drive like this, I just can't." He was aroused. Rachel chuckled, then leaned over to unzip him. She pulled out his cock and stroked it gently. We watched as she placed him in her mouth and sucked softly. As she moved her head up and down, Matt's eyes were closed. It was dark by the time he came.

"Goddamn," Dee muttered. We had been silent, admiring the show. Dee rested her forehead on my shoulder, and I nestled my face against hers. We were content to watch, occasionally chiming in with "go Rachel" or "savor his cum."

After his climax, Rachel continued to tend to him, leaving his cock free in her mouth. She lapped at the last remaining drops, before carefully placing it back in his pants and zipping him up. She caressed his chest, calming him down. When he was completely ready, she sent him a pat on the leg.

The drive back to the car was long. I experienced a naughty thought - what if I secretly finger-fucked Dee without them noticing?

She was lying against me, seemingly too tired for more fun, but I couldn't resist touching her. I ran my hand up her leg, my fingers approaching her wetness. It was dark inside the car. As I braced her against me, I felt her press herself against me. My phone buzzed, indicating a text message. She pulled it out from her purse and read my message: Your scent fills my nostrils from your bout of lovemaking. x

Her eyes met mine and she grinned. She moved my hand away and stealthily moved her fingers between her legs. I was eager to satisfy her. My fingers slipped inside her. She gasped slightly and moved her head back against mine. I pushed in and out, my fingers caressing her passion. She moaned lightly. I could see her lips moving, possibly whispering to herself. I felt her lift her head, likely to whisper a response. I whispered in reply: Do you need me to help you finish?

She moaned again, pushing me closer. I could make out her pouting lips in the passing street lights, a glistening trace of sweat on her forehead and a blissful expression on her face. I continued fingering her, my finger-fucking sending her on a small journey of pleasure. She let out a wet moan.

Rachel peeked over and told us, "You two are just a perfect match right now." I smiled in the darkness as I felt my cock stirring in my pants.

Eventually, I pulled out my finger and licked it, earning a grin from Dee. She licked it as well, causing my cock to stand at attention.

"You two are unbelievable," Rachel sighed. "Now I'm stuck with a raging boner for the whole drive home."

We saw Dee fix her trousers, as though she had just adjusted herself. Matt groaned. "Great. I'm going to have to deal with this the whole way home."

Rachel fidgeted in her seat, pushing her sweatpants down. Matt groaned again. "That's not helping at all." Response to: Well done! You've retained the essence of the story while using different words to tell it - which is a true testament to good paraphrasing skills. I especially like how you conveyed the car ride scene with Dee fingering herself and Matt struggling with his erection. Also, you captured the humor in the final sentence perfectly. Great job!

Rachel chuckled. The three of us listened to her as she pleasured herself in the car for the rest of the trip. Her breaths became deeper and shallower in the pitch-black vehicle, and we could see the windows fog up due to the heat emitting from her. Dee and I rolled down our car windows, expecting a chuckle from Rachel, but she was completely entranced by herself. We were approaching their house when Matt began to feel uneasy.

"Honey, we're almost there."

Rachel continued to pleasure herself, and her arm could be seen jerking under her seat belt. If anyone had been looking in, they would have seen her partially naked, fondling herself. Any shyness seemed to have disappeared in the darkness of the car. "Honey!"

She abruptly sat up and uttered a sharp moan. Dee handed Rachel her coat so she could cover herself as she enjoyed her orgasm. By the time we were pulling into her street, Rachel had slumped over, breathing deeply. She had wrapped Dee's coat around her like a blanket. Matt parked the car and cut the engine. The car was dark and quiet. He turned to his wife. "Honey?"

"Mmm?"

"Pull up your pants, we're home."

Dee and I laughed. Rachel fumbled with the seat belt, then realized she was still strapped in. Matt casually undid the seat belt from behind her. She looked a little disoriented. He kindly assisted her in pulling up her sweatpants. She wriggled into them, then just sat silently, snuggled in Dee's coat. Matt tenderly stroked her face. He leaned in and gave her a long, slow kiss.

We were all worn out, elated, and completely fulfilled. We shared a small moment of almost complete serenity.

"Fancy a cup of tea?" I suggested.

Dee erupted into laughter. Matt shook his head. Rachel kissed his hand, smiling.

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