"The sky looks like it's getting darker as we start our ascent up the Old Man of KilKenny. The Lake District is like a wet slap in the face today, and I'm already glad I wore my thick walking boots. The rain is coming down hard now, soaking through my clothes and making my boobs feel like water balloons in my tight, waterproof jacket. Tony, bless him, is trudging along, not complaining despite his glasses being fogged up. Suddenly, through the murky veil of rain, a bothy appears like a beacon of hope. It's a small, stone hut, the perfect size for two drenched souls to warm up in.
We push the door open and the warmth of the place hits us. The floor is made of big, flat stones, and there's a makeshift fireplace with a couple of logs already set up. Tony gets busy lighting a fire while I strip off my soaking clothes. My curvy figure is out in full force; my big tits bounce with every move and my wide hips seem to fill the room.
Just as we're about to start drying off, the door swings open again and in strides Steve, a hiker who looks like he's been carved from the very mountains we're hiking. Tall, muscular, with a thick cock that's outlined by his tight, wet hiking pants. He's obviously surprised to see us, but we make room for him, gesturing to the fire. He peels off his clothes, and I can't help but stare at his defined abs and the thickness of his arms. The sight of him makes my cunt throb with need.
We all start chatting, sharing stories of our past hikes and adventures, and I catch him checking me out more than once. His eyes are drawn to my full breasts, and I can't help but tease him by bending down to put another log on the fire, giving him a perfect view of my round ass. He tries to be subtle, but I know he's enjoying the show.
The conversation turns to our personal lives, and Steve mentions he's single. The way he says it feels like a challenge, like he's throwing down a gauntlet. I can feel the heat rising between us, and I decide to up the ante. "Well, we're all friends here," I say with a wink, and peel off my wet bra and panties, letting my breasts spill out.
Tony watches with a smirk, and I know what he's thinking. He's always had a bit of a cuckold streak, and seeing other men want me turns him on. "Why don't you go ahead and suck his cock?" he suggests, his voice low and hungry. "Let him see what you've got."
I look at Steve, who's staring at my naked body and lick my lips. "Okay," I say, kneeling in front of him. His cock is already hard, thick and long, and I wrap my hand around it, feeling the heat of his desire.
As I suck him off, Tony whispers for Steve to eat my pussy, and I spread my legs, eager for his touch. Steve's tongue is as skilled as a linguist, lapping at my clit and sliding into my wet cunt like he's been waiting for this moment his whole life. The fire crackles behind us, throwing warm, flickering shadows across our entwined bodies.
Finally, Tony says, "Let him fuck you," and I don't need to be told twice. I straddle Steve's muscular thighs and lower myself onto his cock, feeling it stretch me wide. Tony watches, stroking himself as Steve's strong hands grip my hips, guiding me up and down.
But Tony isn't done. He wants more, and I'm more than happy to give it to him. "Now suck us both off," he says, and I move down, my mouth going from Steve's cock to Tony's, tasting the saltiness of their desire. They both groan in pleasure, and I can feel the tension building in the room.
Then Tony says, "I want to fuck you while he's in your ass." And before I know it, Steve's cock is sliding into my ass, filling me up as Tony pushes into my pussy. It's a delicious feeling, being stuffed full of cock, and I moan around Tony's shaft.
The rain outside is like a drumline to our fucking, setting a rhythm that we all follow. The bothy is warm and cozy, and the fire is a comforting presence as we explore each other's bodies. Steve's muscles flex as he holds me down, his eyes never leaving my breasts, which bounce with every thrust. Tony's eyes are glazed with lust as he watches his wife being taken by another man.
We all cum together, a mess of sweat and cum, the fire casting a warm glow on our skin. We collapse onto the makeshift bed of blankets and clothes, all three of us breathing heavily, our hearts racing. The rain is still coming down outside, but we're safe and warm in our little bothy.
As we all drift off for a nap, the sound of the rain is soothing, a gentle lullaby to a day that's been anything but ordinary. My cunt is sore and my mouth is sticky. And as the fire dies down, we all snuggle closer, the warmth of the bothy and the heat of our bodies. The Lake District's weather has never felt so wild or so utterly fucking perfect.
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Yeah been there done that with a X GF. Was a night to remember. Still meet up with the guy in question at different bothys lol. |
