We pulled into the parking area. Dusk was just falling, and the last of the sunlight shimmered through the trees as we parked. I looked around; we were the only car. It didn't bode well for the evening. Normally, three or more couples might already be here.
We had been dogging for a few years. The excitement of a stranger or strangers watching added an extra spark to our love life. There was something about the thrill of it that always got me going. Although there were plenty of offers, the most I had done with anyone else was a hand job to finish them whilst they watched. I had fantasised about more but never gone any further.
Tonight, however, looked like it might be a miss on all fronts.
I felt my husband's hand lightly touching my thigh, making my skin tingle and my heart beat quicker. Clearly, he wasn't worried about the lack of spectators. I parted my thighs a little and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation as his hand slipped up my thigh, brushing against my knickers. I was very much in the mood. It was a lovely warm evening, and very quickly, I was breathing heavily as I reached over and rubbed the bulge in his pants.
I started to unzip him, fumbling in his pants as I pulled out his already hard penis. He leant over, removing my top, and I gave a little gasp as the cool air hit my nipples. He throbbed in my hand, wriggling his jeans down as I began to stoke.
A flash of light shone around the car park as another car pulled in. We both paused, watching as it parked up across from us. Was this more like-minded people, or just someone out for the evening? A man stepped out of the car and looked in our direction. I flashed the headlights once as an invitation. He didn't need asking twice and started walking towards us.
I felt my knickers being pulled to the side as my husband's fingers found my clit. Starting to massage me, I moaned and playfully scolded him in case this guy wasn't here to watch at all. As he approached, a feeling of anxiety took hold. He looked familiar. I couldn't place him, though.
"David, stop," I whispered. "I might know this man."
I lowered the window as he approached. "Anna?" he asked questioningly.
"Umm, yes," I replied. "It's Tony... Tony from Lush. I recognised your car, just like you said!"
I was dumbfounded! I had been chatting to this guy on Lush and had told him about our dogging. I had even given him the make and model of our car, joking that if he ever saw us there to come over! Now it was all coming true. I was very excited. I had the hots for Tony, and we had shared many sexy and stimulating chats. His being there sent shivers of excitement through me.
"It looks like we are good to continue," David said, smiling as his finger found the entrance to me and pressed inside my now moist, slippery hole. I gasped, parting my legs further, making sure Tony could see my pussy, with the bulge in his pants growing rapidly. I smiled at Tony through my moans as I stroked my husband. The throbbing of his penis between my fingers told me he was really into this.
Tony reached a hand through the window, saying, "May I?" I nodded, and his hand moved to my left breast, caressing my nipple. My husband's finger pressed up against my G-spot as the two men pleasured me. I was in heaven.