My Gal Sal concludes
The previous part of this story, which should be read first, tells how I came home from University for a brief break. My parents had divorced, my father now living with his secretary, and my mother, who had previously had a hysterectomy, and now aged thirty-seven, was living on her own. I had deliberately stayed away for most of my vacation, and only had three days left when I called on her to see how she was. Then, accompanied by an old pal, I went to the local "dogging" area, only to realise next morning that it was actually my own Mom whom we had been watching!
This second and final part of the story begins where she and I, together with two extremely intimate friends of hers, had now driven once more to the "dogging" area on the following evening.
We had not long to wait before another car drew up close by, but before we could do anything its interior light came on, this being the usual signal to announce that whoever was in that car was ready to be watched.
The other car in the park now opened its doors and a youngish couple got out and crossed to the illuminated one, and mutually we four also got out and crossed there, just as another car turned into the area.
As we approached a young couple got out and clambered into the back of the car whereupon the window was then wound down, and we all crowded closer to watch.
Reggie and I stood on the outside as Joan and Sal stood between us, peering through the open window, whilst the other four people sent to the other side were that window had also been wound down.
Inside the car the boy and girl were already kissing deeply, both of them fumbling with the buttons on her blouse, which finally opened to show that she was bra-less, her firm young breasts proudly standing out. As he fondled these her hand dropped to his waist then deftly unzipped his trousers to pull out an already engorged cock. Nimbly for such a confined space they now twisted so that she was lying on top of him, mouth encircling his rigid shaft, she herself kneeling astride his head, whereupon her deftly flipped her skirt to show her knickerless bottom as she sank into the classical "69" position. After a minute or so of this action there came another manoeuvre as with a sudden twist she was squatting over his monstrosity, making sure that her audience could plainly see as she allowed it to slowly penetrate her, holding up the hem of her skirt so that no-one's view was impeded.
We had quite an uninterrupted view throughout this performance, and all four of us seemed to snuggle even close together as we watched avidly.
Finally, though, with an extra frenzied bouncing he came and she delightedly knelt up to display her dripping pussy, as she eagerly scooped up the liquid onto her fingers to transfer them to her mouth.
It was then that Joan cried out, "Now it's our turn, everybody!" and she led the way to the van, where Reggie opened the doors and turned on the extra lighting.
"We'll go first, shall we?" asked Joan as she carelessly stepped up onto the van floor, heedless of the fact that he short skirt was riding up to show her delightfully bum cheeks and the thin strip of nylon which was doing duty as her panties, but which was the first thing to come off as she and Reggie stripped off completely, much to the delight of the small assembly, who gave a spontaneous applause for them.
Once stripped, Joan turned to face the spectators, squatting on her haunches to give them the best view of her pussy as possible, and then simply lay back for Reggie to fall on top of her and insert his already growing weapon with one huge thrust.
Spurred on by the comments from the audience he was soon pounding madly until with one final thrust he obviously climaxed, rolled off Joan, and as he acknowledged the approval of his audience Joan once more spread her pussy lips to show them the cum running out before scooping some onto her fingers to clean off in her mouth.
Then it was our turn. Sal firstly stripped off her top and skirt whilst still outside the van, throwing them negligently inside, and after kicking off her shoes so as to leave herself in just the jet-black stockings and the tiny g-string walked among the others inviting them to touch her.
