For days I masturbated,then one or the other of the young men would come and fuck me. I wanted the young woman to fuck me too. This request seemed une...pected,but finally she gave in with enthusiasm. Her kiss was exquisite, and sheknew where to put her hands on my body. I loved the feel of her orgasmstoo, and we licked each other clean at the end.One day I woke again in the car. As before I was tied and gagged and theplug was vibrating in my butt. No one told me where we were going. Idrifted in. I also like handful of experiences I have had watching men masturbate in front of me. I have described my first group masturbation experience in my stories.Are you nervous about dogging or stranger sex?Yes!! Initially because it is not the way I was brought up or conduct myself in day to day life. I would never meet strangers alone; my partner enables and supports me to explore this deeply felt desire within me. I also find some dirty talk exciting although the words in my everyday life would. “And who’s this charming lady?”“Ian, I would like you to meet Beth Carin. Beth this is Ian Robertson, the best groundskeeper in Lockwinnock.”“The only groundskeeper in Lochwinnock. Pleased to meet you lass,” he said as he whipped off his cap and extended his hand to her. Beth held out her hand and felt it surrounded by a firm but gentle, calloused grip. His blue eyes sparkled and a warm smiled filled his ruby face. While this man in his seventies was not what she expected a groundskeeper to. I was a virgin, truth be told, and that was the first penis I’d ever seen live. I tried to keep up with my suitemates in banter, but I truly knew so little. I was overheated, and I couldn’t bear to put on my usual nightgown, so I took off all my clothes and lay on my bed squeezing my eyes shut. But I couldn’t get that image out of my head, his penis floating above her breasts, his eyes boring into mine, Cassie’s frantic shaking, all that sperm… and my fingers kept creeping down my stomach..