Doing It By Moonlight

I’d lusted after Lucy for years, but she was married to a long time friend of mine named George and so she was out of bounds. Even when she blatantly offered herself to me and promised to fulfil one of my fantasies so long as I fulfilled one of hers in return, she still remained out of bounds. I just couldn’t take her up on it, her husband was my friend and that was that, although, believe me, I was sorely tempted. But then, just a little while ago they suddenly parted company and so Lucy was ‘available’ at last.

To cut a long story short (a story you can read in full in ‘Doing it with Lucy’) we got together and she was as good as her word, fulfilling my long held fantasy of watching a woman masturbate before we had sex. The fantasy she wanted me to fulfil for her in return was to do it with her in the open air, preferably somewhere where we would run a high risk of being caught – and that is what this tale is about.

We spoke about it on the phone, making tentative arrangements for our open air session, especially when it came to where we should go. She came up with the suggestion that we finally settled on, and that was a particular corner of the local park. It seems that she had gone into the park during her lunch break and suddenly realised that the gentle grassy slope she was sitting on would make an ideal spot for us to use. It was quiet even during the working day, well away from the main areas of the park but within yards of a public footpath that people sometimes used as a shortcut of an evening.

The next question, of course, was when. We decided to make it the next Thursday evening, figuring that there would be enough people about to make it daring, but not quite the number there would be on a weekend evening. But then Thursday was days away and neither of us wanted to wait that long before getting together, and so I called around to see her the following evening.

There was no need to pretend why I was there, we both wanted another session together on Lucy’s giant bed before we went outside and did it. We justified it, as if we needed to, by pretending it was a sort of practise run to make sure we knew what each other enjoyed, and boy did we practise! Lucy comes across as a refined and elegant lady, but under that veneer is a red hot sexy woman. What an evening. We would make love, and then while we were getting our breath back we would play around until we’d turned each other back on, and then we’d do it again. But there came a time when my balls were completely empty and Lucy had pronounced herself at least temporarily satisfied, and then we lay side by side, just contentedly snuggling against each other.

Now I’ve got to admit that I’m an incurably curious person, and so as we lay there I just had to ask, especially as she’d found it initially so difficult to play with herself in front of me. ‘Why do you want people to see you having sex?’

She thought about it before replying. ‘I suppose I’ve always been a bit that way inclined, proud of my body and not shy about showing it.’ She told me, her face taking on a reflective look. ‘Of course I had to tone that down whilst I was married to George. But the sex part of it started years ago, long before I met him, when my then boyfriend and I nearly got caught doing it on the beach.’ She giggled. ‘Another couple came wandering along just after we’d finished. He was mortified, but I found the fact that we’d so nearly been caught the biggest turn on ever. I’ve wanted to take that chance again ever since.’

‘So would you have carried on if they’d come along when you were in the middle of it?’

‘This is going to sound silly, I’m not sure. It isn’t wanting to be seen, it’s the excitement of risking being seen, so I don’t really know what I actually would have done. I found it ever so hard to do it in front of you the other night, but when I got used to it I found you watching me was also a massive turn on. So who knows what I’d have done. All I know now is that I’m looking forward to risking it with you, and if someone comes along and watches us, then that will add to the thrill. I won’t chicken out this time, I know that much.’

‘Are you sure about that.’ Remembering what happened previously I felt just a bit concerned.

‘Am I ever? In fact just thinking about it is turning me on again, so can we do something about that, like now?’

‘Good God, have you never had enough?’ I asked, pretending surprise and letting her get away with a very transparent change of subject.

‘You shouldn’t be so bloody good at it.’ She responded.

I couldn’t argue with that, but the only trouble was that a certain part of my anatomy hadn’t recovered from its previous efforts, so I rolled on my side to begin to play with her again in the hope that it might recuperate in time. I reached across to gently maul one of her breasts. I love her breasts, they aren’t large, little more than a handful, but they’re so pert and firm and with those long pale pink nipples that just cry out to be sucked. So I did just that, suckling at the nearest one while rolling the other between my fingers.

‘Mmmm, that’s nice.’ She murmured. ‘Will you do that on Thursday?’

I just nodded without releasing her nipple, with the result that I tugged at it as I moved my head, to be rewarded with a little gasp of surprised pleasure before she added breathlessly.

‘If you do that, I bet it will make my legs spring wide open.’ A typical Lucy remark, harking back to her reticence when we first got together.

‘Spring them wide open now then.’ I told her, lifting my mouth from her nipple momentarily and then trailing my hand gently down the length of her body, aiming for that certain spot.

‘You only need to ask.’ She breathed, doing exactly as I wanted before lifting her pelvis slightly in invitation as my fingertips slid over her mons.

Lucy is blessed with quite a prominent little clitoris that peeks out from under its hood at the slightest provocation. But even if it didn’t I could locate it quite easily by following the little noises she makes every time I get close. This time she just gave one sexy little sigh as my fingertips found it. I looked up at her face and smiled silently to myself when I saw her eyes tightly closed and a little half smile playing around her lips. I played with her, running the tips of two fingers back and forth across the tip of her clit, making her gasp quietly with pleasure and wriggle gently under my touch.

‘Will you promise to do this to me on Thursday night too?’ She asked suddenly.

‘Will your legs spring open in the park?’ I whispered, chuckling quietly into her breast.

‘Yes, they’ll be wide apart for you.’

‘Then of course I will.’ I answered. ‘And then I’ll fuck you.’

I’d already learned that in moments like that Lucy loved explicit talk, it turned her on and this time was no exception.

‘Oh God.’ She gasped. ‘I can’t wait.’

Her body jerked from the sudden surge of pleasure, lifting her hips and pulling her pussy away from my hand. I tried to follow, to keep rubbing her clit until I brought her off, but she was moving around so much that my fingers found the entrance to her vagina instead, sliding easily inside on the lubrication from her own juices and the leftovers of my cum from a little while before.

‘Oh yes.’ Her hand hurriedly clamped down over mine, preventing me from pulling out and instead holding me and making me push deeper inside her with my first two fingers. ‘Let me come on your fingers.’

I started to finger her as hard as I could with my two fingers held straight like the barrel of a gun. Her hand lifted away but hovered there as if ready to clamp back if need be. It wouldn’t be needed, I wanted to do as she wished and make her come. I was quickly having the right effect too; she began making soft little noises and soon her pelvis was jerking uncontrollably in time to my finger thrusts, encouraging me to go deeper, harder, and faster. But then, as she got closer to her orgasm her movements became much more erratic and I had difficulty stopping my fingers slipping from her sopping wet pussy. To prevent that I flattened my hand against her and thrust into her with bent fingers, my whole hand held against her. But that brought one of my other fingers up against her rosebud and, because of the wetness running from her pussy, it unintentionally slid right in.

‘Oh!’ She gasped in surprise, my finger buried deep inside her rear entrance.

‘I’m sorry.’ I told her, quickly pulling it out again. ‘I didn’t mean to do that.’

‘I didn’t mind.’ She assured me breathlessly, pressing her hand over mine to make sure I didn’t take it away from her pussy too. ‘It just caught me by surprise.’

‘Me too.’ I told her truthfully, relieved that my slip hadn’t put an end to our fun.

‘Keep going.’ She urged me, my fingers having come to a guilty stop inside her pussy. She clamped her hand harder over mine forcing me to remain inside her while she bucked her hips in an imitation of my thrusts.

I hardly had to move at all now. All I had to do was hold my fingers still and let her movements did the job for me. It was an unusual but exciting state of affairs to have her basically fucking my fingers. I’d never had that happen before and I don’t think, judging by the look on her face, that Lucy had either. It was working though, almost immediately she was making those little noises again, signalling the return of her delayed orgasm and in full force.

It was a good job she held my hand so tightly against her, because otherwise her jerks and shudders, each one accompanied by a little panted pleasure noise, would quickly have jolted it away. In the end she pressed my hand so hard against her in her need that I couldn’t do anything at all, while her pelvis moved as if to work itself onto my fingers. And then she came and her screwed shut eyes and a triumphant wail revealed just how strong her climax was. Climax over, she slumped back onto the bed, letting my fingers slide from her, and smiled up at me.

‘You can do it where you were before if you want to.’ She announced meaningfully, surprising me with an invitation to anal sex.

‘Not tonight, I’m afraid. Something has shot his bolt for tonight.’

‘Some other time then.’ She frowned but nodded understandingly.

I was taken aback by her casual acceptance, and I couldn’t help but ask. ‘Is that another fantasy that you want fulfilling?’

She shook her head. ‘No Adam. I’d never thought about doing it until just now.’ She giggled suddenly. ‘But I think I’ll add it to my list.’

‘So you’ve got a fantasy list?’ This girl never ceased to amaze me.

She shook her head again, smiling. ‘Not really. I just want to explore; you know, try different things and find out what I like.’

‘Anything in particular?’ I was fishing, looking for things I could try with her.

‘No. I’m open to most things. If I don’t like something I won’t do it again, but if I don’t try I’ll never know, will I?’

Now that little exchange was interesting to put it mildly, after all it’s not often you find a woman as open and willing as Lucy, and now I knew that I could experiment with her I also knew I definitely would. I did wonder where she’d draw the line though. Maybe I’d find out. Meanwhile there was Thursday night to look forward to, and the more I thought about that the more I liked the idea. I just hoped she wouldn’t freeze with nerves as she had at first when she masturbated for me.

Finally pretty much satiated, we settled back to arrange the final details for Thursday. At that time of year, late summer, the weather was warm and dusk was at about nine in the evening, and so we agreed to meet at her place at about that same time and then walk down to the park a little after. We reckoned we would get there after the sun had set but before it was really dark. In any case, there would be enough moonlight after that for us to sort ourselves out. It wouldn’t be a full moon, but nearly so and light enough for our purposes. The moonlight, we thought, would show anyone what we were doing while at the same time awarding us a little anonymity. Lucy didn’t want to be recognised in case her antics became the talk of the town. I could understand that, she works in a staid and sober office. In any case, the semi-darkness would allow her to be less self-conscious and inhibited than full on daylight. I didn’t want her to bottle out on me. And so when I left her that night both of us were absolutely full of excitement about what we were going to do, and with me feeling much more certain we would both be able to go through with it.

Thursday evening was a gorgeous evening, just right for what we had in mind. As we walked hand in hand towards the park the disappearing sun was bathing everything in a lovely golden wash and the weather was warm and calm, just as if it knew what we wanted. We weren’t rushing; we just walked quietly on our way, anticipating what was ahead. Neither of us said much, but I could feel Lucy’s excitement in the way she gripped my hand tightly, and I must admit that I was breathing just that little bit more quickly than usual.

We couldn’t have timed it better. The sun had gone below the tree line when we passed through the gates and into the park itself, but there was still enough light to see our way along the pathways. We stopped instinctively just inside the gates and looked at each other, knowing that moving on meant that we were committed. Lucy gave me a quick anxious little smile, moving her hand to hug my arm affectionately against her.

‘Are you okay about this?’ She asked me quietly.

‘I am, definitely.’ I smiled. ‘But are you?’ I was more concerned with her courage than mine.

‘Oh yes. I’ve thought of nothing else.’ She giggled softly. ‘I even planned what I would wear.’

I looked across at her, taking in a loose summer skirt and a front buttoned blouse as if for the first time, understanding suddenly how easy they would make things. I hadn’t even given it a thought, but my tee-shirt and jeans wouldn’t give us too much trouble, hopefully.

We made our way through the park, walking together in a kind of nervous silence, noticing that there were still one or two people wandering around even though it was now nearly completely dark and made even more so by clouds that occasionally drifted across. I wondered if that was a good or a bad thing. Clouds would give us a little more gloom, but our town is notorious for sudden heavy showers and a downpour was just what we didn’t need.

When we reached a junction in the paths Lucy suddenly stopped and turned to face me. ‘You won’t be jealous if someone sees more of me than they should, will you?’

I grinned, she was raring to go, and I was more than pleased about that. Lucy and I don’t have a committed or even an exclusive type of relationship, in fact I suppose you could call us friends with benefits, or fuck buddies if you like. We had both had relationships that had gone sour and neither of us was ready for any sort of commitment again anytime soon, but that didn’t mean that we didn’t fancy each other physically.

‘Not a chance.’ I replied. ‘It will just prove to them how lucky I am.’

Satisfied, she gave my arm a second quick affectionate squeeze and we set off again, this time along the path that led to our destination. The path led to another exit and was one often used as a cut through by people returning to the south side of the town after a night out. We were a bit early for the bars to turn out, but then we didn’t want a massive audience.

Lucy had made a good choice. The spot she had chosen was at the edge of the park with a wall only a few yards behind it and on a very gentle slope down over a low flowerbed to the path. The flowerbed, with its dense low planting, provided just enough of a barrier without spoiling anyone’s view of us on the rising ground behind it. We selected a place a few yards back from the flowers and then we just stood and looked at each other, both suddenly needing the other to make the first move.

‘This won’t do.’ Lucy announced with a sigh, taking the bull by the horns by sitting down abruptly and pulling me down with her.

‘We should have brought a blanket.’ I told her, sprawling alongside her and feeling unprepared and awkward again.

‘No, we shouldn’t.’ She retorted, lying back on the grass. ‘Now shut up and give me a kiss.’

I guessed she was making sure to herself that she wouldn’t back out, and I couldn’t argue with that now could I? So I leaned over her and kissed her full on the lips, and then I kissed her again, and again, especially when her tongue found its way between my lips and played swordfighting with mine. You’ll understand that it’s natural when leaning over someone to kiss them like that for a man’s hand to stray onto the woman’s breast. In fact it’s almost impossible for it not to, and mine didn’t disappoint. But then that’s what we were there for that night and Lucy responded with a little sound of encouragement.

We carried on kissing like that with me at first just playing with her breast through her clothing before gently and slowly unbuttoning her blouse and hearing her sigh softly with anticipation. I deliberately took my time, even though we were both becoming turned on and eager, just unfastening one button and then lightly stroking the skin it exposed before moving on to the next. By the time I reached her waistband and the last button Lucy was squirming with arousal and making little mmm noises into my mouth. I pushed her blouse wide open and moved down to kiss the rise of her breasts above the edge of her bra. Her hand began stroking the back of my neck, pressing my mouth down onto her flesh.

I almost didn’t notice, but while I was kissing her breast a couple came walking along the path, pausing to watch as a cloud lifted away and revealed us bathed in moonlight. I couldn’t actually see them behind me, I was simply aware of the steady tread of a man’s shoes and the quicker, more staccato tread of a lady’s before the silent pause. It lasted only a few seconds before they walked on, but it confirmed that we were visible in the pale light of the three quarter moon.

‘Oh Adam.’ Lucy whispered excitedly. ‘They were our first.’

I nodded and then reached to burrow my hand around her back to release her bra catch, but she shook her head. I frowned and burrowed harder, but she simply pressed herself down to stop me. I frowned even more, wondering why she didn’t want me to touch her breasts.

‘No need.’ She chuckled, solving the mystery by unclipping the catch of her front fastening bra. ‘I told you that I’d thought about what to wear.’

‘Clever you.’ I told her as I pushed the cups of her bra aside and gazed down at her beautiful mounds, her normally pale nipples showing a little darker in the moonlight. I lowered my mouth to one of them, this time gently taking her nipple between my teeth and tugging at it while at the same time licking the very tip.

She groaned and then, suddenly, unexpectedly, she said loudly ‘Spring.’

I released her nipple and stared up at her uncomprehendingly.

‘Spring.’ She repeated, giggling. ‘I told you what would happen if you did that here.’

As she said it she nodded meaningfully down and past me. I gazed around, sudden understanding dawning. Her knees were now drawn up so that her loose skirt fell down her thighs, and her legs were spread wide, reminding me what I should have remembered, that they would spring open if I kissed her nipple in the park. I couldn’t help but smile, even all the while knowing that anyone who came along the path now would get a first class view of her panties in the moonlight.

‘You forgot what I said, didn’t you?’

‘Yes, sorry.’

‘You’re forgiven.’ She giggled. ‘So long as you do something about it.’

‘What would you like me to do about it?’ I asked, joining in the banter.

‘Well.’ She said slowly. ‘You could investigate.’

Just at that moment we both heard footsteps approaching along the path, firm young man’s footsteps. I began to reach down, thinking to hide the view of her panties with my hand, but then I realised that my hand over her pussy would seem even worse than him just seeing her underwear, and so I put my hand back over her breast.

‘So you want him to see me then?’ Lucy asked in a whisper.

‘Isn’t that what we’re here for?’ I replied, hearing the footsteps get closer and looking over my shoulder to see a tall young man’s silhouette coming down the path beyond the flowers.

‘Yes.’ She answered simply, spreading her legs even wider.

That was when a cloud decided to cover the moon and plunge us into comparative darkness. Now all that our advancing stranger would see were two indistinct people side by side on the slope, perhaps being able to see that the woman had her legs open, but unlikely to see much else. I felt strangely let down. I hadn’t realised until then quite how much I wanted us to be seen, especially for someone to see Lucy with her luscious body. The man passed by without even noticing us.

‘Damn that cloud.’ Lucy muttered. I couldn’t make out her face very well in the new darkness, but I could still see the disappointment written all over it.

But at least now I could play with her, so I reached down again, intent on burrowing under her panties to play with her hidden gem. Except that it wasn’t so hidden. I snatched my hand back in surprise.

‘You’re not wearing your underwear.’ I accused her, the shock making me contradict my earlier comment

‘No.’ She giggled softly in the dark. ‘I keep telling you, I thought a lot about what I should wear, and panties seemed like a waste of time.’

I felt a surge of sudden excitement knowing that she hoped that some random stranger would see everything she had, and that explained her earlier question about me being jealous. I wasn’t and I felt a certain smugness about it. I nodded my agreement, although I doubted that she would see me.

‘I’ll be more thoughtful about clothes next time too.’ I assured her, and then realised that I’d just committed us to doing it again. I guess I already knew it in my heart, but first we had to make it work this time.

My hand went back, looking for and finding a pussy that was naked in both senses of the word, shaved and unclothed. It felt different, not kept warm by panties and hot thighs, but cool in the evening air. I liked it. I stroked her softly, knowing that while her skin might be cool she was definitely not. She was so turned on that she couldn’t wait for me to play with her; instead she grabbed my hand in hers and guided my first two fingers directly towards the entrance to her pussy, lifting her hips to make sure that they slid straight in to her very warm and slippery tunnel.

‘Do it to me Adam, do it to me hard.’ Lucy’s words were almost a plea as her innate exhibitionism turned her on.

I began pushing my fingers in and out her, hard but not fast, plunging deep, thrusting forcefully all the way in and then swivelling them around before withdrawing. She started moaning loudly, and that was the moment when the clouds drifted away and once more we were bathed in moonlight. If anyone was to come along at that moment, then they would have chosen exactly the right time. She was squirming on the grass, her pelvis rotating and lifting as she got closer to coming and her pleasure noises were getting louder and louder. If she wanted someone to see her climax, then this was their moment. Her legs were as wide as she could get them, showing her pussy and my fingers to anyone who passed by – and I found myself hoping that somebody would. But the moonlight interlude was only brief and before her orgasm really hit the clouds returned as suddenly as they had gone, leaving us playing in near total darkness again. Her climax came almost as soon as the clouds had concealed us, her sexy sounds and movements playing out into lonely shadows, leaving her fighting for breath but smiling anyway, with her hand clamping mine against her pussy.

‘Give me a moment.’ She gasped.

‘Still horny?’ I asked, chuckling at her needs.

‘What do you think?’ She asked me breathlessly.

‘Just a little bit then.’

She opened her mouth to reply but at that moment we heard distant footsteps approaching once more.

‘Timing isn’t our strong point tonight, is it?’ She complained as we heard them approach, hard noises against the asphalt.

But then, without warning, the footsteps changed. Suddenly they became softer, quieter, no longer a regular beat. We looked at each other, trying to see an answer in each other’s dimly lit expressions, until, abruptly, the answer came to both of us at once.

‘They’ve turned off the path.’ She whispered.

‘Yes.’ I replied, realising that they must have veered onto the grass where the flowerbed started and begun to climb the rise to walk behind it. That meant that they were headed straight for us. We gazed at each other without moving, Lucy with her legs still wide and me with my hand between them covering her bare pussy. We’d come here to be seen but now, even though we would hardly be distinguished in the gloom, we lay with bated breath wondering who it was and what would happen. We hadn’t bargained for anyone actually getting that close. They would walk right up to us very soon.

The pair came closer and then, as they mounted the rise in the ground, we saw them silhouetted against the dark sky, two people with their arms around each other, giggling softly to themselves. As we got to see them so they made us out too, although I doubt they could see very much, except perhaps the pale skin of Lucy’s body showing in the gloom. But even so the effect on them of spotting us was very noticeable. They stopped dead and looked at us before the man whispered to his companion, the whisper coming clearly to us in the still night air. ‘Shit, someone’s beaten us to it tonight.’

The girl mumbled an answer and then they turned as if to go. I guessed they had been planning to do exactly the same as us, and clearly Lucy realised this too. She called out to them. ‘No, don’t go. We don’t mind and there’s plenty of room.’

Remember, at this time Lucy still had her legs spread wide and with her breasts and pretty much everything else on show. She even had my hand resting between her thighs, clearly showing what we were doing. If the moon had been out then it would have been as if we were putting on a hardcore porn show to our visitors, but still Lucy spoke to them as if it were a normal everyday occurrence. I was amazed at her behaviour; I know we wanted to show off, but surely not to this degree. The difference between this and her original shyness was astonishing. I felt flustered by what was happening and I automatically pulled my hand away, and then in some confusion I realised that all I was doing was taking any cover away from her pussy, and so I hastily put my hand back across it. I opened my mouth to say something, but Lucy placed a finger across my lips and shook her head.

‘Don’t put them off.’ She breathed very softly. ‘It’ll be fantastic to have them with us.’ I mentally shrugged my shoulders and went with the flow – abruptly aware that I had the biggest erection I’d had all evening.

The couple themselves stood silhouetted for a moment or two and just looked at each other, as if unsure quite what to do as I was. I stared at them, wondering who they were and trying to make out what they looked like. They looked and moved like young people, but of course I couldn’t be sure. The man was tall, slim and youthfully athletic while the girl seemed about average in both height and build. I thought she had long dark hair, but that was difficult to tell too in the prevailing light.

They must have come to a silent understanding because, without saying a word, they backed off a little and lay themselves down on the grass about seven or eight yards away. Close enough to count as with us, but far enough to maintain a degree of privacy. This wasn’t what I’d expected at all, but I had to admit, the idea was beginning to get to me.

‘Now.’ Lucy looked at me with a smile. ‘Where were we?’

‘You just had a climax.’ I told her, speaking normally and half hoping that our company would hear.

‘So I did.’ She replied at the same volume. ‘Help me have another then.’

My hand was already across her pussy and I didn’t even have to move to find her clitoris and play with her once more. She gave a deep throaty sigh that I’m pretty sure was automatic rather than intended for anyone else to hear and then lay back, just letting me do as I wished.

I shot a quick look over her at our new companions, wondering if they had noticed, and they had. The girl was resting with her head turned towards us, staring with obvious interest, her face a pale oval in the dim light, while he looked across her, apparently equally fascinated. What, I thought with a sharp adrenalin jolt, would they do when I rolled over on top of Lucy.

But then, even as I played with Lucy’s pussy, I was caught up in what they were really doing because the man was unzipping the entire front of his partner’s dress. I suppose I’d been aware of zip fronted dresses, but I was still surprised by it, especially when it became clear that she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath.

‘Hey.’ I directed Lucy’s attention to them with a nod of my head. ‘How about that for being dressed ready?’ I asked softly.

‘If we’re ever going to do this again.’ She whispered back. ‘I’m going to have to get something like that.’

‘I think you’ll probably need it.’ I told her, making her moan sexily at the thought.

The capricious clouds parted one more and the moon shone down again, letting all four of us see each other more clearly. Now we could see the pair properly, enough at least to see that they actually were younger, maybe early to mid twenties and that she did indeed have long dark hair. She was well built too; her breasts were larger than Lucy’s and her belly slightly rounded, pleasingly sturdy but certainly not fat. She was unquestionably attractive, her smooth skin shining pale in the moonlight. The man was taller, dark and slim, casually but not scruffily dressed in a sweatshirt and some kind of jogging pants. It seemed strange that she was already almost naked while he had yet to shed anything at all. I wondered what they thought of us and our mixed outfits.

Perhaps they thought nothing at all, because although they were both still looking in our direction, his fingers were tracing a random route around his partner’s skin, all the way up and down her body but especially circling and stroking her breasts as if putting on a performance for our benefit. I’d never seen anything quite so blatant in real life and then I remembered I was being just as brazen. My embarrassed fingers hesitated and then stopped their play with Lucy’s clit.

‘Keep going.’ She whispered urgently. ‘I’m nearly there.’

I took my rebuke with a whispered apology and began to rub her clit with my fingertips once more, still watching our companions as they became more and more occupied with each other. He had leaned forward and was now sucking one of her nipples while his hand had strayed over her stomach and down between her legs, imitating almost exactly what I had done earlier with Lucy. Now I knew what we would have looked like, and I liked the idea. Maybe I was getting to be as much of an exhibitionist as Lucy — who just then interrupted my thoughts.

‘I’m coming.’ It was gasped out loud, loud enough for everyone to hear.

I like it when Lucy climaxes, feeling her pelvis push up against my fingers and seeing her twitch and gasp under the bolts of pure ecstasy that I know I’ve given her is wonderful, and I found it especially so this time with others hearing and watching her. I think Lucy found the same, because her climax was so much stronger than before, making her grunt and gasp loudly and causing her body to jerk and shudder as her bottom bounced on the grass. I loved it and especially as it seemed to last for ages, but then eventually she was sprawled out, her chest heaving and her tongue licking dry lips as she struggled for breath, still jerking a little from post orgasmic shocks. She looked up at me and smiled and then turned her head to see if she’d been noticed. She had, we could see them staring at us with a mixture of delight and envy in their eyes. We smiled at each other and then they returned to what they were doing, but this time with us watching them.

Watching Lucy orgasm had obviously had its effect on them because very soon we could see the first signs of the girl’s own climax building. They knew we were watching and like us they obviously welcomed it because they both looked across at us, as if needing to be sure that they had our attention. Then the girl began to make little mewling sounds to proclaim her own impending climax. Perhaps our presence held her back a little, for she kept making her little pleasure noises for what seemed an inordinately long time before her orgasm finally climbed towards its peak. Not that Lucy and I minded, we were both spellbound, we were seeing roughly the same thing they’d seen only a few minutes before when Lucy climaxed. Neither of us had ever seen anyone else climax before, unless you count in a porn film and that is usually faked anyway, so this was fascinating. The girl’s noises slowly changed from meaningless gasps to clearer and louder calls of ‘yes’ until she let out a long unintelligible cry and arched her back against her boyfriend’s hand before collapsing back on the grass looking even more shattered than Lucy.

Lucy looked at me and mouthed a silent ‘wow’ and I silently nodded my agreement.

‘Shall we?’ She asked me quietly.

I knew what she meant, what she wanted, the time had finally for us to do what we had come here for. I can’t speak for Lucy but I was both full on excited and full on terrified. The reality of having sex with someone, knowing that you’re being watched by a couple of strangers only a few yards away, is something else. I desperately wanted to do it, but I had to screw up every inch of my courage. It was me who was reticent now rather than Lucy, what a turnaround.

She put a hand under my back and tried to pull me over on top of her, partly to encourage me and partly from her own need. But I resisted, I needed to unfasten my jeans and push them, and my boxers, down out of the way. I really hadn’t thought through the practicalities of it at all, had I? But I vowed that I would for the next time. I struggled to unfasten my belt with any speed, cursing silently as the buckle chinked noisily and announced to the world what I was doing. I looked across, and yes we were the subject of two intense stares watching us in what now seemed to be excessively bright moonlight. I knew they saw when my cock finally sprang free into the cool night air, and maybe that was part of the reason why I rolled on top of Lucy so quickly and sought to hide it inside her. It slid all the way into her wetness, the warmth of her pussy contrasting beautifully with the cool of the air on the rest of my skin.

‘Oh yes.’ She gasped, loudly enough to be heard by everyone. ‘Now do it, fuck me.’

Nature took over. I couldn’t help it, the prospect of shooting my load into her delicious pussy whist I was being watched finally killed any inhibitions I might have had. Just like Lucy when she masturbated for me, the moment it became a reality everything changed and I couldn’t care less who saw us. In fact, the more the merrier. I wanted to do it now, regardless of, or perhaps because of whoever might be watching. Where I had been scared about it only a short time ago I was now turned on at the thought of being seen fucking my beautiful Lucy. There was no doubt about us being seen, the moonlight was strong enough to cast shadows, so even if we hadn’t had our companions there, anyone walking along the path couldn’t help but notice us and what we were up to. I didn’t care. I just wanted the world to know what I was doing in the moonlight.

I thrust hard into her, not going rapidly, but forcefully and rhythmically, relentlessly driving my cock into her, hearing the air forced out of her in regular gasps. I looked across at the others, my cheek resting on Lucy’s as she turned her head with me to look at them too. They were lying still, doing nothing except staring at us making love, as captivated by what they were seeing as we were by knowing they were watching. I saw the girl’s mouth curl into a smile and then saw her whisper something into his ear without taking her eyes from me. I had no idea what it was, except I just knew it was about us and it gave me a strange buzz to know they were talking about us.

‘Oh God, yes!’ Lucy suddenly gasped, her hips beginning to gyrate and thrust back against my movements as a climax crept up on her. I started to move more quickly, plunging in and out, trying to make both of us come. I soon began to feel my balls tighten and that wonderful pressure begin to build in the base of my cock, but it was too late. Lucy lifted her pelvis, jerking against my thrusts as she gasped out her pleasure noises, still staring at the other couple as her climax overwhelmed her.

She slumped back onto the grass gasping and spent as I was still fucking her, but even though I was close I knew I had to stop, it wasn’t right to continue. Reluctantly I slowed down and stopped moving, but before I could pull out she looked up at me in frustration. ‘No, don’t stop. Fill me up; I want them to see me take it.’

That was something I wasn’t expecting and it wasn’t spoken quietly. The others were bound to have heard it and so I felt compelled to continue, not that I needed that much encouragement with my balls urging me on anyway. I began to thrust again and Lucy wrapped her arms and legs around me for a second time in encouragement.

‘That’s it; fuck me ’til you come.’ She demanded, lifting her pelvis in counterthrusts to mine.

It didn’t take long, I quickly felt the sensations renew and then suddenly Lucy wasn’t the only one making animal noises as I flooded her with spurt after spurt of my cum. I groaned a final groan and collapsed on top of her, panting for breath and grinning like a madman. I’d done it; I’d made love to her in public with other people watching. I almost felt it deserved a round of applause, except that I knew I wasn’t going to get one.

Eventually I felt my deflating cock slip from inside her and so I rolled away, lying flat on my back for a minute or so while I clumsily put it away and fastened my jeans up. Then I rolled back onto my side and to kiss Lucy, just in time to see her mop herself with tissues and then straighten her skirt, a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

‘I hadn’t thought of having to do that.’ She whispered ruefully in between our kisses. ‘Do you always come a bucket full?’

‘Only with the most beautiful woman in the world,’ I grinned at her.

‘Flattery got you everywhere.’ She smiled back. ‘And it looks like it’s working for him too.’ She nodded towards our companion couple, where the man was just pushing down his elastic-waisted joggers, much more practical than my jeans in the circumstances.

We had the excuse that we were still recovering from having sex, but there was no way we were going to do anything but lie there and watch them do it too. We were both spent but it was still stimulating to see her part her legs and raise them to allow him to settle between her silvery moonlit thighs and guide his cock towards her pussy. We couldn’t see everything they were doing in detail of course, but the light was bright enough for us both to know what they were doing, especially when we saw him inch forward and heard her hiss a sibilant ‘yes’.