Three Take a Picnic
It was a couple of weeks after Bob and Carol had enjoyed a very libidinous afternoon with Becky and they were sat in her back garden having afternoon tea. Jim was, once again, away on business and Becky was clearly becoming a little bored.
"I just love that you have been brave enough to tell each other your fantasies and then act them out" Becky said, taking a scone from the plate in front of them. "Jim and I never really talk about sex; he is a lovely man but he just isn't really that interested."
"You think we're brave? We have been together over ten years but you came and joined in with us when we could have been, I don't know, raving sex maniacs!" Carol replied.
Becky grinned, "Well, you sort of are, certainly compared to me."
Bob leaned forwards, "Come on then Becky, you must have another fantasy we could help you play out?"
"Well, you already know how much I enjoy watching, I mean seeing you two, well, making love; that was just great. I love that naughtiness of seeing something I shouldn't. So, I sort of wonder what it would feel like
being
watched rather than watching.
Look, I saw you two actually peeing on each other sat in your garden, right out there in the open air. That was so hot! So, perhaps we could go somewhere in the countryside and just fool around a bit? I mean I don't want to do that thing in car parks, with lots of dirty old men watching, I just want the
possibility
of someone seeing something, in the distance." As Becky gabbled out her idea she squirmed in her seat, clearly enjoying the prospect.
Bob's face fell, "God, I don't know about that. What if we were caught? What if someone called the police for heavens sake."
However, Carol was already thinking of places to go, "Oh, you old stick in the mud, don't worry about it. We can find somewhere off the beaten track and it is only the idea of
possibly
being seen that we are looking for isn't it Becky?
You know, this garden is not really overlooked the way ours is. Maybe you could have a little practice now with just Bob and me watching you?"
Becky was clearly intrigued by the idea. She smiled coyly and pushed back her chair. She stretched her arms out, and as they fell to her knees she drew back her skirt to reveal pink cotton pants, already showing a small damp patch. In a rather athletic move Becky reached up and pulled down her knickers as she bounced herself forward in the chair. With her legs now wide this gave Carol and Bob a first-class view of her moist pussy. Becky used both hands to part her outer lips showing off the glistening folds and the tiny nub of her clit. At once she started to rub herself rhythmically with the flat of her hand, then slipped one, and then two fingers inside her vagina. As the fingers slowly moved in and out, they could see them growing slick and sticky. Becky was making little mewling noises with her eyes shut.
Bob reached for his flies but Carol's hand stopped him, "No, not now. This is just about watching Bob, so behave yourself!" she said.