Stroking His Tentpole (MFF threesome / public erotica)

When my best friend suggested we go camping for my birthday, I thought she was crazy, and when I saw the boring campsite where we we're staying i feared the worst. Little did I know that later that evening I would be exploring parts of Susannah I had only dared imagine, and that both of us would soon be getting back to nature and getting more friendlier with the locals than we had ever expected!!

**WARNING** this short story contains vivid descriptions of hot lesbian sex, oral pleasure, masturbation and well hung men. For mature readers of ages 18+ only.

Sample Excerpt:
We creaked the door open and slipped into the barn. It smelled of fresh hay and faintly of horses, and was dimly light by single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling.
“Toneeeyyy!!” I called up quietly, and the poor lad almost fell out of the loft at the sound my voice.
“Oh, he he, hello pretty girls, have you come to help me bale?”
“Yes Tony, that’s exactly why we’re here” I replied, and we both climbed the ladder up into the loft where he was.
He was wearing an old blue boiler suit, which he taken off from the top and tied round his waist to keep cool in the barn, which was still uncomfortably hot from the warm day gone. He had only a white grimy t-shirt on, which clung to his muscled and well-toned torso and his scruffy black hair was unkempt with sweat and straw.
“You look as if you’ve been working hard, you’re all hot and sweaty” I said to him, walking over to where he was standing and running my hand over his muscly chest. I slid my hand down onto his bulging crotch “Do you know what to do with this? Do you want me to show you?”
“I’ve watched the horses do it in the field” he replied innocently.
“Well Tony, why don’t we pretend we’re the horses then and you give us a ride?”
I untied his boiler suit from his waist and slid it down onto the floor to his ankles. He just stood there, not making a move, so I pushed him backwards onto the hay bale, where he sat down with a thump. Susannah sidled over next to me and we both knelt either side of him. Now that he just had his boxer shorts on, I could see that what he was packing would have easily put most of those horses to shame. Susannah was licking her lips in anticipation. I took hold of either side of his shorts and pulled them down.


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