My girlfriend Judy and I are sales representatives for a cosmetic company. This involves some travelling to regional areas and staying in hotels and motels etc. We generally travel together as we represent two different suppliers our firm deal with. At one of the stores Judy visited, she met a guy and he invited her to a party. He had a friend and Judy asked me if I would like to go with them.

I said OK, however, I had reservations about a blind date.

We arranged for them to pick us up from the motel we were staying in.

When they arrived, they both had cars, so after our introductions, Judy and her guy left, and I went with the other guy whose name was Jack, who seemed nice and looked older.

On the way to the party, we chatted, and he seemed OK. He told me he had broken up with his former girlfriend a month earlier. I held his hand and secretly checked his ring finger for any indentation, should he have removed the ring. I have been hoodwinked by a married man before.

At the party, I mixed a bit and Jack kept close to me, so we spent quite a bit of time together.

Judy and her guy seemed to be getting along as well. There was some alcohol there, but I made sure my guy did not overdo it as he would be driving me home.

Before we left the party, Judy and I had a chat in the bathroom, and she said the guys wanted to take us for a drive before going home. She said she was happy and that it was obvious that he wanted sex, and she would oblige. She liked him enough for that. I said I would wait and learn a bit more about my guy before I said I would.

I gather the guys had swapped notes as we all ended up in the same location. It was a picnic ground by a river quite a distance out of town. There were picnic cabins that had tables and BBQ facilities combined. There were no other cars there, so we were on our own and unlikely to be disturbed.

Judy and her guy parked a couple of cabins away, but we could see their car.

As soon as we arrived, Jack wasted no time, and we were kissing within minutes. He was good and it did not take him long to go exploring and his hand was soon fondling my breasts.

I did not resist, and he began to undo my buttons. I then did it for him as I did not want them ripped off. I had decided I liked Jack enough to give him whatever he might ask for. Judy made it quite clear to me earlier she was going to fuck her guy.

Within minutes I was bare-breasted, and he was busy licking and sucking my firm nipples and fondling the mounds of soft flesh. Things had warmed up quickly.

After a few minutes, his hand was on my thigh and heading toward his target. I slapped his hand playfully and he soon realised that it was not a rejection but a playful come on.

Once he got to my pants, his finger soon found my wet slit. I lay back on the seat and gave a little sigh of pleasure and opened my legs to give him better access. He had obviously done it before as he knew how to make it feel good.

His other hand unzipped his fly and removed his rigid cock. Then he took my hand and put it around it. I was impressed. I needed no further assistance I was quite capable of massaging it for him.

As I stroked his cock, he fingered me. We were both giving and providing the stimulation that neither of us was going to object to.

I said, “Let us get undressed first before we both got too excited.”

I removed my remaining skirt and pants, he undressed completely.

“Do you want to move over to the back seat?” He suggested. “We would be more comfortable there.”

I did not hesitate to agree. It was awkward in the front seat with the gear shift console between us. I opened the door to get out and the inside light came on. Jack quickly turned it off but not before Judy and her guy had seen it and they tooted the horn.

I stood naked beside the car and spread my legs and arms wide to expose myself completely to them. Another toot confirmed they had seen me in the moonlight. I left them in no doubt as to our intentions.

Before Jack joined me in the back, he folded the front seats forward, so we had more room to spread ourselves out in the back. He was not exactly inexperienced either from the way he went about things.

“Fuck or suck?” I asked.

“Do you feel like a sixty-nine?“ he asked.

“My favourite number,” I quipped.

With that, we both rearranged ourselves and managed to get ourselves comfortable. I was underneath him and I was able to get his cock into my mouth without any difficulty and he was soon licking me, to my delight. The extra room with the front seats folded was most convenient.

I had to ask him a couple of times to pull his cock back a bit as he was virtually deep throating me as I was sucking his cock. He repositioned himself and I was soon comfortable and able to suck his cock the way I like to suck. I can’t deep throat a guy yet. I have tried but I gag on it every time.

I was enjoying him sucking and licking me as much as I was enjoying sucking his cock. He was circumcised which I like. His cock was not huge but big enough to impress. I would say about seven inches long with an upward curve to the left and no more than average thickness. I prefer the thicker ones for fucking but he was fine for sucking.

Both of us were enjoying everything in our own time and now and again one of us would stop for a minute so we could appreciate the treatment each one of us was giving the other.

“You do that well,” he assured me.

We had both been going at it for over five minutes I guess, and he asked, “How long before you cum?”

I said, “I can cum any time you like. I can guide you to the exact spot when you are ready.”

“I think I am almost there already. How about you? When I cum, do you want me to take it out?” he asked.

“And miss out on the jackpot. No way,” I replied.

“Not all girls like to get a mouthful,” he commented.

“This one loves every drop, just warn me so I can do it justice.”

We both returned to silently continue with the desire to bring each other off and enjoy the pleasures it brings.

I did not need to direct him to my clit, he went straight for it and quickly got back into his stride. I went gently with him as I prefer to cum before or after him when being sucked. I only enjoy simultaneous orgasms when we fuck.

I concentrated on what he was giving me. When I was close, I told him, “Any moment now!”

He made sure he was giving me all the right treatment, right on the clit.

Then the first spasm hit me, and I jumped a bit and groaned, He recognised the signs and forced his face down hard on me and ground his tongue onto my clit and forced his lips down hard on my labia. I responded in the only way a girl can, loudly and with vigour.

“Oh, fuck that feels good,” I managed to tell him.

I wriggled and shook as my orgasm went through my entire body. I was shaking my head with the extreme sensations emanating from my clit. I was gasping for breath as my whole body shivered with the amazing sensation of my orgasm. I groaned and forced my bum up to apply as much pressure as possible against his mouth on my cunt. I shook uncontrollably from the effect of the oral application of his lips and tongue on my now almost numb clit. After a minute I was done… and done well.

After he stopped and took his mouth off me, he said, “I think somebody just enjoyed that.”

In between gasps, I told him, “I did... You do that well. Do you want me to finish you off like this or would you like it sitting up?”

“If you don’t mind… sitting up.” He replied.

He got off me and we repositioned ourselves. My mouth was back onto his cock as I had recovered enough from cumming to continue sucking his magnificent erection with great gusto.

It was not more than a minute before he said, “Get ready, I’m cumming.”

As he spoke, I got the first spurt which came out with some force and hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little but quickly recovered without coughing. I was not expecting it to be that powerful. I adjusted the head of it in my mouth and after a couple of stronger spurts it began to dribble out and I was able to swirl and swallow his tasty cum with great pleasure. I just adore the feeling of it in my mouth.

The first time I tasted cum was when the guy I was sucking had his first ejaculation, it was a surprise for both of us. That was many years ago. Since then, I have learned to enjoy the taste and texture of it in my mouth. I enjoy the experience now and never refuse the guy the opportunity to give me a mouthful.

We spent about ten minutes recovering from what both of us had enjoyed orally. We kissed and he played with my nipples while I stroked his soft cock until it was hard enough to fuck me.

“I am going to enjoy this,” I told him.

I always felt it was better to fuck in the doggy position on the back seat rather than missionary as it is more comfortable.

“Doggy,” I suggested.

There was no question about it. He recognised my intention as I got into position for him to fuck me from behind. He wasted no time and quickly had his cock into me. It was obvious to me he had done it this way many times and no discussion was necessary. We both wanted it.

Each of us had our ideas of fucking each other like this. As we began to fuck, we both recognised we had slightly different ideas about doggy fucking. I realised he was no novice and began to follow his lead. He was good at it and he was making sure that I was enjoying what he was doing. He was confident in the way he held me as we fucked. He did not hesitate to grip my cheeks and slap them occasionally, which I don’t mind. He rimmed my ass hole with his finger from time to time.

“You are good at this, I am enjoying everything,“ I told him.

The fact he had cum only a short while earlier had relaxed him and we were both fucking to get the wonderful sensations that his cock and my cunt provided each other as we quite casually fucked for the pleasure of it. It was obvious there was no passion or love in what we were doing.

We were fucking purely for the pleasure that one can have when fucking somebody just for the pleasure one gets from just fucking. I had known him for no more than a few hours and we were fucking like we had been fucking together for ages. It was a great experience.

I usually cum within a minute or two the first time, then again if he lasts longer. I like the guy to last up to about ten minutes. My first orgasm is the one I look forward to. I have trained myself to cum quickly the first time, so I can have an orgasm with a guy who cannot last more than a few minutes. The longer he lasts the better my next one becomes.

I could tell Jack was going to make me happy. I did feel however that he was just fucking me for his pleasure. I was just another conquest for him. Another tick in the box. He was fucking for personal pleasure and not for love or any other emotion. I admit my feelings were not much different. I was enjoying his cock rather than the man.

We both continued to fuck virtually silently, enjoying the feelings we were getting from each other’s body. He was holding me around the waist and just plugging me using his bum to get the thrust right. A couple of times he just ran his finger around my ass hole which I enjoy.

We were both enjoying ourselves rather than each other. His experience was obvious, and he recognised mine as well. I was giving him what he wanted as much as he was giving it to me. I came twice as he was fucking me and enjoyed it every time. He recognised my pleasure and adjusted his movements until I regained my composure. I did not want him to stop for any reason.

He was taking his time, and I was enjoying it, the longer we did it the better it felt. I was more than comfortable and enjoying the feeling of him fucking me. I had no idea how long we had been doing it before I felt his actions change. I believed he was getting close to cumming. He began to plug me harder and faster and increase the grip on my waist. His cock was working like a piston in my cunt. The sounds of him slapping against the cheeks of my ass were becoming louder and faster. He said nothing but I could feel his urgency, so I used my Kegels to grip his cock and get myself ready to cum with him if I could.

I used my fingers to tweak my clit from underneath and I was soon ready and working at cumming myself and leaving him to cum when he was ready. I wanted to cum with him or before him. His erection may not have lasted long enough for me if I had let him cum first. I would be enjoying what I knew was going to be a good orgasm.

Then we both exploded, and we came together. It was spontaneous, loud, and physical. I had not planned it that way, it had been a pleasurable fuck. We both reached our climax and came at the same time. Each in our own way. Normally, it is a great experience for both of us to enjoy cumming as a couple.

This time I felt we were both enjoying using each other bodies to cum. My orgasm was like when I masturbate, only this time I was using his cock instead of a dildo to bring myself to the climax.

I could tell his mind was completely on the feelings in his cock, and my cunt was replacing his or somebody else's hand. I could have been anybody. This did not bother me as I had only known him for a few hours and we both were quite willing to fuck and be fucked. It was just going to be a one-night stand. In a few hours, we would just be a memory, a good memory.

After we had both satisfied ourselves, I got out of the car. It was getting hot, and the scent of sex was almost overpowering. He followed and stood there milking the rest of his cum out of his cock.

“Did you enjoy that?“ I asked.

“You are a great fuck. It’s a pity you won't be around long enough for a repeat,” he said.

The comment did not cause me any concern, but it should have.

As I went over to the next cabin for a pee, Judy saw me and came over. As I was squatting, I could see she was naked and upset.

“What’s the matter?“ I asked somewhat concerned.

She squatted down as if to pee.

I found a tap and began to clean myself up.

“He is an animal,” Judy exclaimed.

“He seemed quite nice when we met him at the motel,” I said.

“He was until he made me suck it and couldn't get him to cum, so he got angry. He told me to get out and wait in the shed. He got something out of the console which I imagined was a condom because he took a minute to put it on.”

Judy continued to explain what happened as I cleaned myself.

“He came around to me and told me to bend over, spread my legs, and hold onto the seat next to the table. I thought we were going to fuck doggy fashion. 'Good, I like it doggy,'" I told him. 'It's not going in there, it's going up your ass,' he replied. I then noticed it was not a condom on his cock, but KY lubricant or something. He wiped some on my ass hole as well."

"That would have helped," I said. 

"I told him, 'I have never done it like this before.' He said, 'that's wonderful, a nice virgin ass for me to fuck. You will love it.' I said, 'okay, let's do it.' He just bent me over and when it went in, it hurt like hell. I did not like it at all." 

"Did you tell him it was hurting?" I asked.

"No, I didn't want him to know. He thought it was funny. I just wanted him to cum and get it over with. At least the lubricant was helping a bit."

"Did he take long?"

"Too long. Once he came he pulled it out and said, 'That was really great, you were nice and tight. We must do that again, at least I enjoyed it,' and laughed at me. Then he slapped me on the bum and went back to the car." 

"Fuck, he IS a real bastard, at least the lube helped, it would have really hurt without it,” I said.

“While he was in there, he gave me love bites on my back too."

“Fuck, he really is a bastard,” I said again.

“How was your guy?” She asked as she began to use the same tap to wash her ass.

“He was good, but all he wanted was to enjoy himself. We had a good suck and fuck, but I just felt like a lump of meat as we fucked. I am full of his cum though.”

“I just want to get it out of my ass,” Judy said as she continued to wash.

After I had finished cleaning myself up, I said, “I will go and get my pants and we can dry ourselves with them.”

Judy continued to wash under the tap.

Halfway back to the car I heard both motors start;  then their lights come on, and they drove off. I screamed out at them but all I could hear was them laughing. When I got to where we had parked, I looked for my clothes. The bastards had driven off with them in the cars.

We were there together, alone, naked, and distraught. Now I realised what Jack meant with his comment. They had planned this.

We waited for a while to see if they came back, but there was complete silence. We had no clothes or anything to cover ourselves, no phone, no money; everything was in their cars. We were both shocked and bewildered, but I could see we had to do something. Judy began to cry,

“It's all my fault,” she said as she sobbed.

I suggested that we get a branch off a tree to try and cover ourselves, then start walking back to town.

“Maybe there is a farmhouse on the way, and we can ask them for help,” I said.

Both of us then started to walk, barefoot and naked. The weather was warm, fortunately, so we were able to walk comfortably.

We had walked for about twenty minutes without seeing a light or hear anything. Our feet were getting sore as the road had a rough bitumen surface. There were no houses or lights that we could see. We still carried the tree branch just in case.

It was not a laughing matter, however, after a while, we both started to laugh. We began to discuss what we would do if we saw a car coming. Then we began to imagine what the people in the car would say finding two naked women walking up a deserted road holding a branch of a tree over their pubic region. The more we talked the more our imagination became wilder and wilder and the funnier it became.

We were still talking about what the people would say when I noticed something on the road ahead of us. We ran up to it and we found our clothes scattered all over the road. I have never been so happy, and Judy burst out crying with relief. I comforted her as both of us stood hugging and cuddling naked in the middle of the road.

Eventually, we got dressed, and fortunately, they had thrown our bags out with our phones inside. The problem was there was no phone signal, so it meant we had to walk, still without shoes. They hadn’t thrown them out possibly because they were on the floor.

We walked for another half hour before we could see lights in the distance. Our feet were killing us.

We checked the phone reception; two bars are enough to make a call. We rang a cab company who found it hard to believe where we were.

Two cabs arrived. They explained that given the isolated location it may have been an ambush.

We had to explain our situation. We had been used, possibly abused, but not assaulted. It was only our pride that had been hurt. We had made a bad decision. One driver radioed his base to say all was well and then left. We got into the other cab.

When we reached our motel, the driver said we had suffered enough, and he would not charge us. We thanked him for his kindness and courtesy. Usually, that means working off the fare on the back seat but we had enough of that to even offer.

We left town the next day but If we had found the two bastards that had used us, we would have gladly bricked them both.