Sex in a mining town

 

Sometimes you get a pleasant unexpected surprise which turns out to be an event you will always remember.

I am camped in the showgrounds at Ravenswood, with the intention of only staying for a couple of weeks. At the days end I like to clean up and just relax. On this particular day I am wearing my short green tartan skirt, a light grey stretch top which shows the top half of my bra, a grey wool tie and grey beret.

The wool tie can be used in two different ways, either as a tie in the traditional sense around the neck or for the purpose of binding.

I have just had a drink and was sitting outside the van when a young (in his thirties) guy ran past on his afternoon jog. He went pas by about 50 meters and then turned around and came back. As he approached I said "hello". He stopped and in a somewhat breathless fashion replied "hello".

"You don't get enough exercise at work?"

"I do, but a little extra always helps."

"You look pretty fit to me."

"Thank you, and you look nice."

As I replied I stood up so that we were barely a meter apart, "thank you, that's nice that you notice". I was holding my tie with one hand and pulling it out from my chest.

"Is nice the right word or might there be a better phrase?"

Most blokes are not able to and or reluctant to express their feelings. I was about to find out that this guy was a little different.
As he took hold of my tie and pulled me a little closer he said, "you look fucking horny".

"Horny enough to want to play with?"

"Yes, I'd love to"

"What would you love to do?"

Pulling me even closer he said, "I would love to lift that skirt and fuck you."
With my head on a slight tilt and a rye smile on my face I replied, "now you're talking and I'm very interested."

"Why don't you come to my place, I have air conditioning."

"That sounds nice, where do you live?"

He gave me directions and it wasn't far away. "I'm going home to have a shower and freshen up. I'll see you soon."
As he started to jog home rather urgently, I went inside to put on stockings and a pair of ankle boots and some bright red lipstick.
Fifteen minutes later I was knocking on his door. When it opened I was greeted by a magnificent sight of a very fit young man wearing only a pair of underpants and a bonner that seemed to be disproportionately large, or was that just my imagination running wild. He took hold of my tie and pulled me inside while closing the door behind me.

"You look fucking horny, I love the stockings and boots."

He pulled me very close to his body and I wrapped my arms around his waist. Suddenly he was not backward in displaying his intention. He dived straight in and began to kiss me. Our lips opened and our tongues began to dance as he placed a hand on the back of my head to make sure we didn't part before he was finished. While we were kissing one of my hands moved to his groin and I took hold of his enormous penis and gave him a gentle squeeze. Suddenly, I began to wonder if I would be able to take his penis. I still haven't seen it, but it had to be at least six inches long and thicker than anything I had ever experienced. While we were still kissing, he began to moan.
When our lips parted he again pulled my tie and started to head for the bedroom, telling me "come with me"
When we arrived, the first thing I noticed, was that the bed was covered with a pure wool blanket and there was just one small light on the bedside table along with a bottle of lubricant and a small hand towel. I like it when the top makes an effort to make the experience a pleasurable one. I lent over the edge of the bed placing the palms of my hands on the blanket and said "oh, this feels like heaven"
He stood behind me and his hands were quick to find the leopard print G string I was wearing and pulled it down my legs as I stepped out of it and he threw it on the bed.
As he walked the four paces to the bedside table, he removed his underpants and started to apply some lubricant to his penis. I turned my head to the side and observed him running his hand up and down the length of his penis. My first sight of his glistening monster had me wondering if this was a good idea. It looked huge. He wiped his hands with the towel and walked back to me.
He lifted my skirt up to my waist and pressed the head of his penis against my man pussy.

"You look so fucking horny wearing those boots and stockings. And that sexy beret tells me all I need to know. This is going to be so fucking good."

He took hold of my hips with a very firm grip; his intention was clear, he was going to fuck me. He applied a little pressure and the large mushroom head suddenly pushed past my sphincter muscles. I felt stretched, with just a little pain, and rocked back to encourage him to give me more. He fed me another inch which felt very nice as I started to adjust to his intrusion. He kept pushing in and I felt a stab deep inside me as he bottomed out. The head of his penis was pushed up against my prostrate and I felt so full.

"Oocchhh" I hissed through gritted teeth. He immediately stopped and pulled back a bit.

"Sorry, are you okay?" I nodded, and he gave me some short strokes. 

"Ooohhh nnoooo, you're to big for me. You are going to rip me. Please don't."

"I'm in there now. Just relax, it will get better."

The shock of the initial bit of pain gradually wore off, and I began to enjoy the fucking I was receiving, squirming and moaning as he hit my prostate each time. I wanted to take all of him, so I rocked back again, taking more of his length, and I could feel it when he bottomed out. Now I was ready for it, and even though it felt a little uncomfortable, I knew I would get used to it. Sure enough, after a few more strokes, I felt his body against my ass cheeks. He was all the way inside me, all 7 inches plus.

"Ooo, I love your tight horny ass" he whispered. His grip on my hips was very firm and strong as he pulled out most of the way, then in one smooth motion pushed back all the way in. And then he repeated it, over and over, giving me a real fucking, like I had never had before. It was amazing! I was almost delirious from the pleasure he was giving me. My cock was dribbling and twitching every time his head rubbed over my prostate. I could hear him breathing heavy, groaning and swearing softly from the effort he was making, but he never changed his pace, keeping up the long steady strokes.

He must have been getting close, because I felt him change, the strokes becoming shorter and faster. Now his ball sac was slapping against mine, and his hips were making audible smacks when they hit my ass each time. I tried to squeeze down, to make more friction, but it barely slowed the monster as it pounded into me.

"Ungh, ungh, ungh." he growled on each stroke, then he pulled my hips back, and thrust into me as hard as he could. 

"Fuck! you're a tight bitch" he repeated, "I'm going to cum."

"Please don't, I don't want to get pregnant."

The intensity of the moment was increasing to fever pitch and I could feel an orgasm starting in my body.
"I'm going to fuck you and you wont get pregnant. Ohhh, I'm going to cum."
All I could do was hang onto the bed as he bucked and jerked with his cock deep inside me, dumping his cum. 

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming", he called, as he began to ejaculate deep inside my love canal.
I felt him lean forward onto my back, and I bore his weight as he regained his breath, my head swimming from the surge of sensations I'd felt in the last couple of minutes.

"You horny little slut, this feels so good fucking you."

After what seemed like a long time he started to relax and slowly slipped out of my man pussy, followed by an empty feel inside.

"If you want to clean up, the bathroom is down the hall."

"Thank you, I will."

I went to the bathroom and as I came back down the hall we were about to pass when he put his arms around me and said, "don't go yet, I would like to spend some more time with you. I'll be back in a minute."
I sat in the lounge and it wasn't long before he returned.
"Would you like a drink. I have some sweet white wine here" as he went to the fridge.
"Yes please, that would be nice."
He opened the bottle and poured two drinks and handed one to me. We clicked glasses and he wished us a 'long and satisfying relationship'. We mostly sat quietly sipping our drinks with just an occassional glance at each other and before long our glasses were empty. He refilled them and then looked at me and said, "you are one very horny bitch and I just love the look and the way you are dressed. The wool skirt, boots and the beret, which looks so fucking sexy and becoming. I have read some of your stories and I like the way you tell tops that you want to be fucked by wearing a beret."

As I was about to reply he reached with his right hand across me to clasp my left breast and give it a little squeeze.

"Ooohhh, thank you, that feels nice."

He put his left hand around the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Lips parted and tongues started dancing in a very passionate kiss. He was a little forceful, holding the back of my head firmly, making sure that the kiss lasted for some time. When he broke the kiss he said, "I want to fuck you again. This time I'm going to do you missionary style. I want to see your face while I'm pumping you full of cum." He was telling me what he was going to do to me and I loved the feeling of submission, of his control, of his dominance. His hand was still behind my head and he pushed my head forward for another forceful kiss. We drank a little more wine and then he took hold of my hand and said, "come with me. I want to fuck you."
His penis was very erect and stood out from his groin as he led the way to the bedroom.

"Lay on your back" he commanded. He had placed a pile of two small blankets folded neatly in the middle of the bed. I knew where he wanted my hips to be on top of the blankets in a raised position to make it easier for him to enter me.

As I climbed onto the bed he put a liberal amount of lubricant on his penis and wiped his hands with the towel. He also climbed onto the bed from the end and up between my legs which seemed to know how to part to accommodate his entry. He placed each of his hands just under my shoulders next to my chest as I brought my knees up beside his body. His penis had no trouble finding my man pussy. Although I had already experienced his thickness in me it still felt big as pushed inside me.

"Fuck, you're a horny bastard and you're so big."

"You can take it bitch. I know you can."

He pushed all the way in and started to fuck me in earnest. With each thrust I responded by holding his waist and pushing up against him. We soon got into a good rhythm, eagerly fucking each other.

"Fuck, this feels so good. I'm going to cum. I'm going to fill you full of cum you horny little bitch."

I loved the way he talked to me while he was fucking me. I loved the feeling of being so helpless, of being overpowered, and being controlled.
We were both moaning loudly as he pushed his hands in behind my shoulder blades and lowered his body down onto mine. Our lips met, and our tongues started dancing again. He briefly broke the kiss to announce, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming".
We started kissing again very passionately as he made one last thrust with his penis and I could feel the warm cum flooding my man pussy. Both of us moaning while kissing as my orgasm flooded through my body along with his seed. He was all encompassing, embracing me completely and totally controlling while he continued to pump all of his seed deep inside me. It was not unlike a bull inseminating a cow. He was making sure that I received all of his seeman.
I was laying on a blanket being fucked very vigorously by a huge penis. I was in heaven.