Fucking Your Girl Friend Out Doors

My boyfriend Neil has an insatiable sex drive. I don't know the proper name for a male nymphomaniac but whatever it is, Neil definitely is one. He often drags me away from my friends for a quick fuck and, although it can be embarrassing at times, I'm always open to his attentions. Apart from our nightly bonk, and the inevitable poking I get bent across the kitchen worktop while I'm trying to make the dinner, Neil likes the thrill of fucking outdoors. That's one thrill we share in particular. We both get a rush from the risk of being caught. That's why I always wear a short skirt for easy access when we go out together. Not long ago, we were walking home one night from our local when he grabbed my arms from behind and pulled me into one of our neighbours' gardens. He looked around, satisfied that we were unobserved, before marching me deeper into the darkness. I glanced over my shoulder at him, smiling at the determined look in his eyes as I stumbled on my spiked heels. He is a foot taller than me, much heavier and unbelievably strong, and I love it when he becomes macho, so I didn't try to resist. Looking me over approvingly in the dim light, he ran his hands over my tits, then down to my hips. Then, with a low growl of lust, he forced his hands up my skirt and kneaded my buttocks. Leaning down to me, he kissedjne hard, his tongue tasting of tobacco as it slid softly between my lips. Electric sensations shot through me, amplified by the feel of his hands which had drifted down to my thighs and were caressing me through the sheer nylon of my tights. The chill night air made my nipples stiffen as a breeze played against the thin fabric of the silky blouse I was wearing. He looked down at me as if asking for permission, then grinned when he saw me lick my lips, knowing that I had no intention of disappointing him.

I unzipped him and withdrew his erect cock, which was already hard and standing proud. "Balls, too," he said, and I gently eased his sac outside his boxers. Neil's equipment is impressive by any standard. His shaft is large and thick and he keeps his balls neatly trimmed. "All right, but I want it up my bum," I demanded confidently, and his eyes sparkled in response. Taking a condom from my bag, I rolled it down over his gorgeous cock. He held his member upright for me, displaying it like a prize exhibit in a show. It pulsated with energy as the pink, shiny condom enveloped his length without a wrinkle. I raised my short skirt and he pressed his cock against the crotch of my tights. As I felt his boner saw against my labia through my panties and tights I moaned and leaned into him, reaching down to caress his shaft with my long nails. He shoved his cock stiffly between my thighs and dry-humped me, his pelvis thrusting back and forth as he pleasured himself against the sheer fabric of my tights. I hung on to Neil's neck with one hand and explored his muscular body with the other. My nipples responded, swelling as I pushed against him to increase our excitement. Finally, he picked me up like a toy and turned me around, encouraging me to place my hands on the back of an old garden bench. I was breathing heavily as he roughly ripped a hole in the back of my tights and pulled my panty gusset aside. Pushing my arse back in to him, I spread my legs wider and tilted my hips upward so that he could penetrate me more deeply. Knowing Neil, I had correctly anticipated this stop-off on the way home and had already lubed up my anus in the ladies' toilets back at the pub. When you live with a man like Neil, you need to think ahead and prepare! He nestled his cock warmly against my twitching sphincter. Then he thrust gently into me, and I relaxed so that he could fill me with his massive organ. My tight channel resisted him at first but soon gave way as he pressed forward to gain entry to my rear.

With one hand massaging my clitoris through my tights, he steadied himself with the other while shunting back and forth in my hot back passage. My legs quivered as I felt my climax approaching. Then, with his thumb and forefinger, Neil pinched my clitoral bud, making my twat spasm rhythmically as I orgasmed. With his cock fully wedged inside me I came again and again until I was quietly sobbing for breath. Neil waited for me to recover before continuing to saw his erection back and forth inside my rump. At last, with one final plunge he began to ejaculate, groaning as he sank his rock-hard shaft balls-deep in my ring with one long, ruthless, cum-spurting thrust. I felt him jet squirts of junk deep inside me again and again, convulsively draining himself, reluctant to withdraw from the hot, liquid clench of my flesh. For my part, I pretty much swooned at the sensation of his huge cock spasming inside me as I felt the uncontrollable pleasure of another climax engulf me. Our contractions slowed and he withdrew his flaccid cock. I felt the cool air on my bare bumhole as I straightened up, holding on to him for balance as I tottered on my high heels. Then he kissed me tenderly, smiling as he zipped up and wiped a lipstick smear from my chin. I tugged my skirt down, and we walked home together holding hands, a thoroughly satisfied couple.