Brenda's Fantasies
Lately I have occasionally taken to turning out the bedroom light, drawing the curtains and pulling the duvet snugly into my neck . . . . and then, in the pitch black, fingering myself to one or other of my favourite fantasies.
I thought I might take the opportunity to share one or two of them with you.
One of my favourites and most frequent is me imagining myself going dogging. I must admit that for a while now I have thought seriously about doing it but whether it is a lack of courage or a fear that the whole thing will prove a total anti-climax, the end result has been me not yet taking the plunge. I do know of a place about 3-4 miles away but it is not en route to anywhere that I regularly go so requires a deliberate rather than opportunistic trip out.
Having said that. I did divert that way one night a few weeks ago on my way home from Manchester. I slowed from about a half mile away trying to look like I was lost and looking for my turning. I saw a car parked in a far corner of the car park, lights out. The man inside seemed to be scanning the horizon for action. As I passed the car park I saw another car drive in, slowing to select a parking space, a man and woman inside. I could feel my heart momentarily skip a beat and a tingle in my pussy as I imagined how their evening might unfold. I couldn't wait to get home to imagine some more!
I imagine looking out of the window several times wishing time would quicken, moving from daylight to dusk and finally to evening darkness. At dusk I have a shower and dress. What to wear for dogging?!! I choose a front loading, half cup, push up bra and matching navy blue lace briefs. I had considered cami knickers so that eager hands could easily find their way in but decided that, if it came to it, I'd prefer to be rubbed through my briefs and then have them pulled to one side to expose my pussy.
A v-neck long sleeve black, sparkly sweater, black mid-thigh skirt and black hold up stockings would complete my outfit. Black court shoes with a 1.5 inch heel and I'm ready to go. A glass of wine as I'm putting my make up and lipstick on and as I stand, I check myself out in my full length bedroom mirror. Not bad I think to myself – and hoping that I prove of interest to someone else!
Twenty minutes later I pull into the car park and situate myself in the space that had been occupied by the man I'd seen a few weeks earlier, and turn off my lights but not the engine as it is now dark but also a little bit chilly. I can feel my nipples standing up and that isn't completely because of the sexual excitement I am feeling.
I notice three other cars already parked up. One has a couple inside, I think to myself that's the couple I saw previously. One contains a single middle aged man and the final car appears to be empty.
I suddenly realise that I have no idea how things are meant to proceed from here. Is there an etiquette for dogging? Who decides where to start? And who with? For the moment at least I am feeling a thrill – the sense of naughtiness that something really wicked and sexy MIGHT happen.
My thoughts are interrupted by the sight of the middle aged man getting out of his car and walking slowly towards the car containing the couple. He stops and gazes inside and then strolls about ten yards away, near to the entrance to a path which has trees and bushes lined on either side. The male half of the couple gets out of his car and joins the middle aged man. I can't make out anything that they are saying but they chat for 4-5 minutes and then both of them walk back to the couple's car where the driver indicates to the middle aged man that he should go to the passenger side. He then nods to his female partner inside and she opens the passenger door and swings her legs out.
I can see her a little more clearly now. Dark hair, pretty face – she's probably mid-thirties. She is wearing what looks like a black leather or plastic button up dress, low cut and only seeming to come down as far as her hips. Perhaps it is just the way that she's sitting. She looks up at the middle aged man and smiles. She then looks down, focusing on unzipping his trousers. In no time at all, she has his cock in her hand, massaging it and she returns her gaze back to his face, smiling again. I can feel my own pussy starting to moisten. Suddenly, my view is blocked by the woman's partner positioning himself, obviously to get his own best view.. What to do now?
Having sat there deeply frustrated, for a few moments, I decide to quietly exit my car and slowly walk closer to my entertainers. I'm shocked to find that in the short time it had taken me to get there, the woman is now on her back with the car's central console acting as a head rest and the middle aged man is fucking her as quickly as he can. Her dress is now completely open (the buttons are actually press studs) and she's completely naked underneath. The dress DOES only come down to her hips!
The man is both slobbering and grunting at the same time, the woman gasping “Fuck me daddy, fuck me good!”
I am completely transfixed, having never seen anyone else physically having sex before. The man (rather disappointingly I think) comes quite quickly. He pulls out and wipes his cock with a crumpled handkerchief he'd had in his pocket. I sidle closer now to get a better view of the woman's pussy. The middle aged man, his deed now done, quickly heads back to his car with no acknowledgement at all of the couple.
I suddenly hear the woman's partner say “Well, don't just stand there, go on, clean her up!” I look around to see who he is talking to but there is no-one else around. He nudges me forward quite aggressively. I kneel down rather meekly and can immediately smell the sex between the woman's legs. Unlike myself, she is shaven and the man's seed is starting to leak from her. “Go on then, lick her!” her partner barks, I do as he instructs and put my tongue inside her to catch the trickle of cum that is now running. “Mmmmmm!! That feels so good sweetie – but rub my clit whilst you're licking”. I do as she says and she starts to squirm. She grabs a handful of my hair and shouts “Fuck yes, eat me! I'm cumming!” I start to lick faster and I'm flicking her clit like an on / off switch. Suddenly she bucks and freezes, statue like, her bum completely in the air, as her orgasm hits. I hear applause and look around quizzically trying to work out what's going on. Two young men, I guess in their twenties, are the ones showing their appreciation. I figure they must have come from the adjoining path and are probably the occupants of the third car.
I turn and am rising to walk back to my car, excited but also embarrassed, when the woman's partner, presses down on my shoulder to keep me on my knees and says “You haven't finished yet. You look pretty hot with your mouth. What can you do with this?”. Still holding me down with one hand, He unzips with the other and releases an already stiff and hard cock. I take him into my mouth, my tongue massaging the head and my hand wanking the shaft. One thing I've learned already is that speed seems to be the name of the game here, no finesse, just get the job done. As if to prove my point, he transfers his hand from my shoulder to my head and starts to face fuck me. He makes me gag. My eyes watering and I'm coughing and spluttering. I can see out of the corner of my eye that the other woman has already recovered and is herself now on her knees sucking dutifully on the dick of one of the young men. I can't see where the other one is – but am about to find out!
“Come on, give me a hand getting this bitch on to my back seat. They pick me up and carry me the two yards or so to the car and the owner opens the door whilst the second young man concentrates on throwing me onto my back on the back seat. I manoeuvre myself up a bit so that I now almost fully occupy the whole back seat. I swear the car owner could be a porn director in another life because he seems to have choreographed the whole of tonight's performance. He opens the door where my head is and says across the roof, “Right, you fuck her, I'm going to cum in her mouth”. I feel the young man's hands on my thighs and he murmurs, “Gorgeous legs, let's get them parted eh?” He roughly pulls aside my knickers (what a clever choice on my part!). He spits on his other hand and rubs it around his cock head. Not that he needs to because by this stage I have flooded my knickers with lubrication. He slides into me in a single motion and I'm relieved to find that he's a well endowed young man intent on making us both cum in record time. He is jack hammering into me and I am about to moan “Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” when I feel my head being tilted back and a familiar cock re-acquainting itself with my throat. This time though, it is intent on fucking my mouth, not making me gag.
Meanwhile the dark haired woman is now standing outside the car but bent in, over the passenger seat. The first young man is slamming into her from behind. She is obviously enjoying herself because her moans, oohs and aahs are getting louder and her pleas for him to make her cum are getting more urgent.
Back to me, and both of my gentlemen have opened my bra and both of them are massaging my breasts. “Jesus! What an amazing pair of tits you've got” says the car owner. They each have one of my nipples clamped between thumb and forefinger and with both their cocks in fifth gear, I'm in heaven! I recommence wanking the shaft of the cock in my mouth, and reaching down try to do the same to what is left exposed of the root of the young man's lovely warhead.
Simultaneously they explode into me, and I can quickly feel cum running out of my mouth and down my chin; and out of my pussy and dribbling down my thighs. “You've got a nice tight cunt for an old girl” says my young man. I allow myself 30 seconds or so to just lie there and luxuriate in having had all my frustration fucked away.
When I stir, I notice the dark haired lady is now sat in the passenger seat and her partner is climbing back into the driving seat. I edge my way out of the car and shut the door behind me. I stumble a little as I start to walk back to my own car. My young man catches my arm and says “Woah! Easy there – that's some seeing to you've just had!” They both walk me back to my car and as I climb in, the other young lad hands me a bit of paper with a mobile phone number of it. “You can get us both on this anytime you want”.
Whether this proves to be a fantasy or a premonition only time will tell. xx
I thought I might take the opportunity to share one or two of them with you.
One of my favourites and most frequent is me imagining myself going dogging. I must admit that for a while now I have thought seriously about doing it but whether it is a lack of courage or a fear that the whole thing will prove a total anti-climax, the end result has been me not yet taking the plunge. I do know of a place about 3-4 miles away but it is not en route to anywhere that I regularly go so requires a deliberate rather than opportunistic trip out.
Having said that. I did divert that way one night a few weeks ago on my way home from Manchester. I slowed from about a half mile away trying to look like I was lost and looking for my turning. I saw a car parked in a far corner of the car park, lights out. The man inside seemed to be scanning the horizon for action. As I passed the car park I saw another car drive in, slowing to select a parking space, a man and woman inside. I could feel my heart momentarily skip a beat and a tingle in my pussy as I imagined how their evening might unfold. I couldn't wait to get home to imagine some more!
I imagine looking out of the window several times wishing time would quicken, moving from daylight to dusk and finally to evening darkness. At dusk I have a shower and dress. What to wear for dogging?!! I choose a front loading, half cup, push up bra and matching navy blue lace briefs. I had considered cami knickers so that eager hands could easily find their way in but decided that, if it came to it, I'd prefer to be rubbed through my briefs and then have them pulled to one side to expose my pussy.
A v-neck long sleeve black, sparkly sweater, black mid-thigh skirt and black hold up stockings would complete my outfit. Black court shoes with a 1.5 inch heel and I'm ready to go. A glass of wine as I'm putting my make up and lipstick on and as I stand, I check myself out in my full length bedroom mirror. Not bad I think to myself – and hoping that I prove of interest to someone else!
Twenty minutes later I pull into the car park and situate myself in the space that had been occupied by the man I'd seen a few weeks earlier, and turn off my lights but not the engine as it is now dark but also a little bit chilly. I can feel my nipples standing up and that isn't completely because of the sexual excitement I am feeling.
I notice three other cars already parked up. One has a couple inside, I think to myself that's the couple I saw previously. One contains a single middle aged man and the final car appears to be empty.
I suddenly realise that I have no idea how things are meant to proceed from here. Is there an etiquette for dogging? Who decides where to start? And who with? For the moment at least I am feeling a thrill – the sense of naughtiness that something really wicked and sexy MIGHT happen.
My thoughts are interrupted by the sight of the middle aged man getting out of his car and walking slowly towards the car containing the couple. He stops and gazes inside and then strolls about ten yards away, near to the entrance to a path which has trees and bushes lined on either side. The male half of the couple gets out of his car and joins the middle aged man. I can't make out anything that they are saying but they chat for 4-5 minutes and then both of them walk back to the couple's car where the driver indicates to the middle aged man that he should go to the passenger side. He then nods to his female partner inside and she opens the passenger door and swings her legs out.
I can see her a little more clearly now. Dark hair, pretty face – she's probably mid-thirties. She is wearing what looks like a black leather or plastic button up dress, low cut and only seeming to come down as far as her hips. Perhaps it is just the way that she's sitting. She looks up at the middle aged man and smiles. She then looks down, focusing on unzipping his trousers. In no time at all, she has his cock in her hand, massaging it and she returns her gaze back to his face, smiling again. I can feel my own pussy starting to moisten. Suddenly, my view is blocked by the woman's partner positioning himself, obviously to get his own best view.. What to do now?
Having sat there deeply frustrated, for a few moments, I decide to quietly exit my car and slowly walk closer to my entertainers. I'm shocked to find that in the short time it had taken me to get there, the woman is now on her back with the car's central console acting as a head rest and the middle aged man is fucking her as quickly as he can. Her dress is now completely open (the buttons are actually press studs) and she's completely naked underneath. The dress DOES only come down to her hips!
The man is both slobbering and grunting at the same time, the woman gasping “Fuck me daddy, fuck me good!”
I am completely transfixed, having never seen anyone else physically having sex before. The man (rather disappointingly I think) comes quite quickly. He pulls out and wipes his cock with a crumpled handkerchief he'd had in his pocket. I sidle closer now to get a better view of the woman's pussy. The middle aged man, his deed now done, quickly heads back to his car with no acknowledgement at all of the couple.
I suddenly hear the woman's partner say “Well, don't just stand there, go on, clean her up!” I look around to see who he is talking to but there is no-one else around. He nudges me forward quite aggressively. I kneel down rather meekly and can immediately smell the sex between the woman's legs. Unlike myself, she is shaven and the man's seed is starting to leak from her. “Go on then, lick her!” her partner barks, I do as he instructs and put my tongue inside her to catch the trickle of cum that is now running. “Mmmmmm!! That feels so good sweetie – but rub my clit whilst you're licking”. I do as she says and she starts to squirm. She grabs a handful of my hair and shouts “Fuck yes, eat me! I'm cumming!” I start to lick faster and I'm flicking her clit like an on / off switch. Suddenly she bucks and freezes, statue like, her bum completely in the air, as her orgasm hits. I hear applause and look around quizzically trying to work out what's going on. Two young men, I guess in their twenties, are the ones showing their appreciation. I figure they must have come from the adjoining path and are probably the occupants of the third car.
I turn and am rising to walk back to my car, excited but also embarrassed, when the woman's partner, presses down on my shoulder to keep me on my knees and says “You haven't finished yet. You look pretty hot with your mouth. What can you do with this?”. Still holding me down with one hand, He unzips with the other and releases an already stiff and hard cock. I take him into my mouth, my tongue massaging the head and my hand wanking the shaft. One thing I've learned already is that speed seems to be the name of the game here, no finesse, just get the job done. As if to prove my point, he transfers his hand from my shoulder to my head and starts to face fuck me. He makes me gag. My eyes watering and I'm coughing and spluttering. I can see out of the corner of my eye that the other woman has already recovered and is herself now on her knees sucking dutifully on the dick of one of the young men. I can't see where the other one is – but am about to find out!
“Come on, give me a hand getting this bitch on to my back seat. They pick me up and carry me the two yards or so to the car and the owner opens the door whilst the second young man concentrates on throwing me onto my back on the back seat. I manoeuvre myself up a bit so that I now almost fully occupy the whole back seat. I swear the car owner could be a porn director in another life because he seems to have choreographed the whole of tonight's performance. He opens the door where my head is and says across the roof, “Right, you fuck her, I'm going to cum in her mouth”. I feel the young man's hands on my thighs and he murmurs, “Gorgeous legs, let's get them parted eh?” He roughly pulls aside my knickers (what a clever choice on my part!). He spits on his other hand and rubs it around his cock head. Not that he needs to because by this stage I have flooded my knickers with lubrication. He slides into me in a single motion and I'm relieved to find that he's a well endowed young man intent on making us both cum in record time. He is jack hammering into me and I am about to moan “Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” when I feel my head being tilted back and a familiar cock re-acquainting itself with my throat. This time though, it is intent on fucking my mouth, not making me gag.
Meanwhile the dark haired woman is now standing outside the car but bent in, over the passenger seat. The first young man is slamming into her from behind. She is obviously enjoying herself because her moans, oohs and aahs are getting louder and her pleas for him to make her cum are getting more urgent.
Back to me, and both of my gentlemen have opened my bra and both of them are massaging my breasts. “Jesus! What an amazing pair of tits you've got” says the car owner. They each have one of my nipples clamped between thumb and forefinger and with both their cocks in fifth gear, I'm in heaven! I recommence wanking the shaft of the cock in my mouth, and reaching down try to do the same to what is left exposed of the root of the young man's lovely warhead.
Simultaneously they explode into me, and I can quickly feel cum running out of my mouth and down my chin; and out of my pussy and dribbling down my thighs. “You've got a nice tight cunt for an old girl” says my young man. I allow myself 30 seconds or so to just lie there and luxuriate in having had all my frustration fucked away.
When I stir, I notice the dark haired lady is now sat in the passenger seat and her partner is climbing back into the driving seat. I edge my way out of the car and shut the door behind me. I stumble a little as I start to walk back to my own car. My young man catches my arm and says “Woah! Easy there – that's some seeing to you've just had!” They both walk me back to my car and as I climb in, the other young lad hands me a bit of paper with a mobile phone number of it. “You can get us both on this anytime you want”.
Whether this proves to be a fantasy or a premonition only time will tell. xx
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