Sue watched her Husband Jim and his friend Chris as they worked to repair Jim and Sue's ailing motorhome. Actually, she should say she watched her husband's friend Chris make the repairs. Jim seemed to be better at getting in the way than he was at turning wrenches. Chris seemed to have a knack for just about anything mechanical. Sue used to think it was cute but as she had gotten older and seen just how inept Jim was at just about anything which didn't involve a computer or some electronic gadget she had to admit that his ineptitude was really becoming quite the turn-off for her, she was thankful that Chris was generally around to help bail her husband out of whatever mess he had gotten himself into.
Chris was within a couple of months of being the same age as Sue, they both would turn 35 next year though Chris had been un-married for the past five years or so and had no children. He didn't talk much about his first marriage though Sue knew that its eventual failure had been tough on him. Chris didn't seem to let it bother him, rather he laughed it off as he did with most things. Chris was good looking, especially when he was wearing motocross pants and a tight-fitting jersey as he was when he ventured out to the desert to ride ATV's or Quad's as their better known. That's what had brought Jim, Sue and Chris out to the middle of nowhere this weekend. That was until their motorhome stalled and wouldn't re-start.
Chris found the problem quickly, something about a bad connection on the battery or something. Whatever it was Chris had the stuff he needed to fix it in his RV and all too quickly for Sue's tastes (she was rather enjoying the view of Chris's backside bent-over the fender of their motorhome) they were back on the road again.
Sue loved riding the Quad's. Having grown-up in a family which also enjoyed riding and Sue thought she was pretty good. Chris had raced for a couple of years when he was younger and Sue could tell he had to really slow himself down to ride with her. Jim however had only taken to Quad riding in the past couple of years and was by far the slowest of the three; Sue and Chris frequently found themselves sitting on the side of a trail waiting for him to catch-up. Chris never seemed too bothered by it but Sue had found her husband's lack of skill in yet another aspect of their lives quite the turn-off.
"At least he can cook" Chris offered as the pair sat at the top of a hill waiting (again) for Jim to catch-up "Yeah, and he can fix my computer when it stops working and download songs to my I-pod...and that's about it" Sue said with a disgusted tone in her voice. "I'm sure he has other qualities" Chris offered as he now watched his friend dis-mount his Quad and attempt pushing it up the hill the pair were sitting at the top of. "You two have been married for almost five years". Chris stated. "Trust me, he's as clueless in the bedroom as he is at just about everything else in his life." Sue replied flatly. "Maybe he'd be better if Pussy's were digital" Chris joked. Sue found that to be quite funny. With that the pair began the decent down the hill to a very frustrated Jim.
Thoughts of Chris had frequently crossed Sue's horny middle-aged mind, she could tell by the tight-fitting riding pants he wore that he seemed to have quite the package. At night she often found herself fantasizing about what sex would be like with him; Jim had been her first and only lover and she had long-wondered what sex with someone who actually knew what they were doing would be like. The question was would she ever be brave enough to face these fantasies head-on.
Her answer came later that day when Jim opened the wrong valve by mistake on their motorhome's holding tank, flooding their small camp with a smelly mess. Yeah, just about anything had to be better than what she was stuck with. With that she began working on a plan.
After Chris and Jim cleaned-up the mess and Chris had (for the hundredth time) explained to Jim again what valves did what jobs under the coach Sue pulled Chris aside. As soon as the pair were out of sight of Jim Sue pushed Chris up against the side of his RV and kissed him like she had only seen in the movies; her tongue probing the depths of his mouth looking for a mate, her hands running along his chest. Chris was quite taken aback and asked what all that was about. Sue asked Chris if he could make it so Jim's Quad wouldn't run. Chris told her he could. Sue told him to do it and later that night she would show him what that was all about.
Making it so a Quad won't start is not a very hard job, especially when its rider barely knows how to check his own oil. Sue called Jim away to fix the DVD player in their RV. Once the pair were out of sight Chris leapt into action. He pulled the seat-off of Jim's Quad and found the relay for the starter than snapped one of the leads off of it. Now the Quad would act like it wanted to start; everything but the starter would work. Chris quickly hid his work and re-installed the removable seat and returned to his chair near the fire ring in the center of the camp just as Sue and Jim emerged from their RV, Jim lambasting Sue for not knowing that the TV had to be on AV-1. Sue shot Chris a knowing glance.
Later that night, under a moon-less night sky in the desert Jim was the only one who was surprised when he found his Quad wouldn't start. Chris offered to take a look at it but Jim announced that he was tired of riding and since they were leaving to go home the next day he didn't want to spend a lot of time trying to get his Quad running, besides he explained there was some Hockey game on he didn't want to miss. With that Chris and Sue left camp on their running Quads.
Chris had told Jim some story about going for a ride in a valley when in fact he planned to go up on a ridge which over-looked the whole area. Sue followed Chris's Quad through a sand wash, down a rutted trail and finally up a steep, rocky hill which ended at the mouth to a closed-off mine shaft a little more than ten miles from camp over-looking a valley with a few camps mixed below and the lights of a small town miles beyond that. Sue took a quick look at the view and said it was nice but there was another view she thought he'd rather see. With that she removed her jacket and pulled her riding jersey and sports bra off in one swift motion revealing her 36 C sized tits. Chris kneaded her tits as the pair embraced in a tight embrace. Sue's tits were a little soft but still much firmer than most women her age
While Chris was taking in the sights in front of him Sue had other things on her mind and immediately moved her hands to Chris's waist, releasing the buckle which held his riding pants on and allowing her hands the access they needed to explore what was under those pants. As soon she found his cock she looked-up to see Chris smiling down at her. With that he moved his legs and allowed his pants to fall to his shins as Sue began hungrily sucking his cock.
Chris's was only the second cock Sue had ever seen or felt in-person though she didn't take the time to compare, her mind was racing! What she was doing felt so wrong, in fact she knew it was wrong but on the other hand she felt so alive! She tickled Chris's balls (something her husband would not tolerate) and Chris simply groaned his approval. Chris played with Sue's hair as his thrusts into her mouth became more urgent. Sue had un-done the top of her jeans and knelt there, one hand guiding Chris's cock, the other deep into her panties working her clit, her fingers already covered in her juices.
Chris held-on for as long as he could but finally he felt a tension growing in his balls which only a man knows. He looked-down at Sue, she seemed to be quite the good little cock-sucker. She looked so sexy with her hair messed-up, her tits swinging free, the cool night air making her nipples hard little nubs. With that he threw his head back and began pumping his seed into Sue's waiting mouth. He soon fell against his Quad, almost completely spent. He looked back down at Sue and found her still kneeling in front of him, a guilty smile on her face, and a small trickle of cum tracing it's way down her chin.
Sue stood-up and reached for her shirt when she felt Chris grab her from behind and pull her into his arms. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked jokingly. Sue was startled, she had never known her husband to still be horny after she gave him a blow job. Chris began nibbling on her neck as one hand teased a stiff nipple while the other had worked it's way into her soaked panties and busied it's self with rubbing her slit.
Sue figured she had come this far why not go all the way. With that she hopped backwards onto the seat of Chris's Quad and allowed her jeans to slide past her ass and bunch-up near her shins. Chris quickly went to work removing her boots and in what seemed like the blink of an eye her boots and jeans were added to the quickly growing pile of laundry near her Quad. Chris now laid a thick jacket Sue had been wearing earlier down over the seat and gas tank on his Quad, Sue slid her arms into the open jacket, though it was still quite cold the jacket felt so warm and soft she now felt more like she had crawled into a soft bed.
Sue laid back on the seat of Chris's Quad and watched as he pulled her red silk panties out his way and began eating her pussy. She had never experienced the pleasures of oral sex before and found herself completely lost in the moment. She arched her back in preparation for the orgasm she knew wasn't far-off. Soon Sue felt wave after wave of an orgasm wash over her naked body like waves crashing into the shore. Every nerve felt razor sharp, ever nuance cranked-up to eleven.
Sue hadn't finished coming-down off of her orgasmic high when she felt the rear of the Quad slope downward as Chris climbed onto the seat with her. She watched as Chris positioned himself on top of her. She felt his cock slide into her well-lubricated pussy. Sue kept the nagging thoughts of how wrong this all was at bay instead choosing to allow her mind to focus on nothing more than hedonistic feelings which were coursing through her body like cold water in a mountain stream. She felt alive, she felt impressed (she couldn't believe Chris was still going strong, twice in one week was good for her husband) then all at once she felt yet another wave of an Orgasm washing over her, this time she allowed herself to scream her pleasures into the empty night as she relished the feeling of Chris un-loading his seed into her velvet pussy and her hands clawed deeply into her Lover's back.
Chris looked down at Sue. She was quite a mess by now and as much as he wanted to continue to have his way with her (and as much as she seemed willing to) he knew that they had been gone from camp for quite a while and not wanting to raise any suspicions from Jim he helped her clean-up and re-dress hastily before they pointed their Quads back towards camp. Back at camp Chris flawlessly re-counted a made-up tale about his Quad breaking-down and how it had taken quite some time to make repairs. Thankfully Jim wasn't interested in proof as even taking a cursory look at Chris's Honda Quad would have shown that two people had been having sex on the back of it.
The next morning Sue and Jim walked-out of their motorhome and into an empty camp. Chris, his RV and his Quad were gone. They found a note taped to the door of their RV from Chris explaining that he had gotten a call during the night from a neighbor telling him that a pipe had burst in his yard and was flooding his lawn so he needed to get home to take care of it. Sue grinned to herself and wondered if she'd be able to wait until the next riding trip to quell her horny desires; Chris had opened a world up to Sue that up until the night before she thought didn't exist.
Chris was within a couple of months of being the same age as Sue, they both would turn 35 next year though Chris had been un-married for the past five years or so and had no children. He didn't talk much about his first marriage though Sue knew that its eventual failure had been tough on him. Chris didn't seem to let it bother him, rather he laughed it off as he did with most things. Chris was good looking, especially when he was wearing motocross pants and a tight-fitting jersey as he was when he ventured out to the desert to ride ATV's or Quad's as their better known. That's what had brought Jim, Sue and Chris out to the middle of nowhere this weekend. That was until their motorhome stalled and wouldn't re-start.
Chris found the problem quickly, something about a bad connection on the battery or something. Whatever it was Chris had the stuff he needed to fix it in his RV and all too quickly for Sue's tastes (she was rather enjoying the view of Chris's backside bent-over the fender of their motorhome) they were back on the road again.
Sue loved riding the Quad's. Having grown-up in a family which also enjoyed riding and Sue thought she was pretty good. Chris had raced for a couple of years when he was younger and Sue could tell he had to really slow himself down to ride with her. Jim however had only taken to Quad riding in the past couple of years and was by far the slowest of the three; Sue and Chris frequently found themselves sitting on the side of a trail waiting for him to catch-up. Chris never seemed too bothered by it but Sue had found her husband's lack of skill in yet another aspect of their lives quite the turn-off.
"At least he can cook" Chris offered as the pair sat at the top of a hill waiting (again) for Jim to catch-up "Yeah, and he can fix my computer when it stops working and download songs to my I-pod...and that's about it" Sue said with a disgusted tone in her voice. "I'm sure he has other qualities" Chris offered as he now watched his friend dis-mount his Quad and attempt pushing it up the hill the pair were sitting at the top of. "You two have been married for almost five years". Chris stated. "Trust me, he's as clueless in the bedroom as he is at just about everything else in his life." Sue replied flatly. "Maybe he'd be better if Pussy's were digital" Chris joked. Sue found that to be quite funny. With that the pair began the decent down the hill to a very frustrated Jim.
Thoughts of Chris had frequently crossed Sue's horny middle-aged mind, she could tell by the tight-fitting riding pants he wore that he seemed to have quite the package. At night she often found herself fantasizing about what sex would be like with him; Jim had been her first and only lover and she had long-wondered what sex with someone who actually knew what they were doing would be like. The question was would she ever be brave enough to face these fantasies head-on.
Her answer came later that day when Jim opened the wrong valve by mistake on their motorhome's holding tank, flooding their small camp with a smelly mess. Yeah, just about anything had to be better than what she was stuck with. With that she began working on a plan.
After Chris and Jim cleaned-up the mess and Chris had (for the hundredth time) explained to Jim again what valves did what jobs under the coach Sue pulled Chris aside. As soon as the pair were out of sight of Jim Sue pushed Chris up against the side of his RV and kissed him like she had only seen in the movies; her tongue probing the depths of his mouth looking for a mate, her hands running along his chest. Chris was quite taken aback and asked what all that was about. Sue asked Chris if he could make it so Jim's Quad wouldn't run. Chris told her he could. Sue told him to do it and later that night she would show him what that was all about.
Making it so a Quad won't start is not a very hard job, especially when its rider barely knows how to check his own oil. Sue called Jim away to fix the DVD player in their RV. Once the pair were out of sight Chris leapt into action. He pulled the seat-off of Jim's Quad and found the relay for the starter than snapped one of the leads off of it. Now the Quad would act like it wanted to start; everything but the starter would work. Chris quickly hid his work and re-installed the removable seat and returned to his chair near the fire ring in the center of the camp just as Sue and Jim emerged from their RV, Jim lambasting Sue for not knowing that the TV had to be on AV-1. Sue shot Chris a knowing glance.
Later that night, under a moon-less night sky in the desert Jim was the only one who was surprised when he found his Quad wouldn't start. Chris offered to take a look at it but Jim announced that he was tired of riding and since they were leaving to go home the next day he didn't want to spend a lot of time trying to get his Quad running, besides he explained there was some Hockey game on he didn't want to miss. With that Chris and Sue left camp on their running Quads.
Chris had told Jim some story about going for a ride in a valley when in fact he planned to go up on a ridge which over-looked the whole area. Sue followed Chris's Quad through a sand wash, down a rutted trail and finally up a steep, rocky hill which ended at the mouth to a closed-off mine shaft a little more than ten miles from camp over-looking a valley with a few camps mixed below and the lights of a small town miles beyond that. Sue took a quick look at the view and said it was nice but there was another view she thought he'd rather see. With that she removed her jacket and pulled her riding jersey and sports bra off in one swift motion revealing her 36 C sized tits. Chris kneaded her tits as the pair embraced in a tight embrace. Sue's tits were a little soft but still much firmer than most women her age
While Chris was taking in the sights in front of him Sue had other things on her mind and immediately moved her hands to Chris's waist, releasing the buckle which held his riding pants on and allowing her hands the access they needed to explore what was under those pants. As soon she found his cock she looked-up to see Chris smiling down at her. With that he moved his legs and allowed his pants to fall to his shins as Sue began hungrily sucking his cock.
Chris's was only the second cock Sue had ever seen or felt in-person though she didn't take the time to compare, her mind was racing! What she was doing felt so wrong, in fact she knew it was wrong but on the other hand she felt so alive! She tickled Chris's balls (something her husband would not tolerate) and Chris simply groaned his approval. Chris played with Sue's hair as his thrusts into her mouth became more urgent. Sue had un-done the top of her jeans and knelt there, one hand guiding Chris's cock, the other deep into her panties working her clit, her fingers already covered in her juices.
Chris held-on for as long as he could but finally he felt a tension growing in his balls which only a man knows. He looked-down at Sue, she seemed to be quite the good little cock-sucker. She looked so sexy with her hair messed-up, her tits swinging free, the cool night air making her nipples hard little nubs. With that he threw his head back and began pumping his seed into Sue's waiting mouth. He soon fell against his Quad, almost completely spent. He looked back down at Sue and found her still kneeling in front of him, a guilty smile on her face, and a small trickle of cum tracing it's way down her chin.
Sue stood-up and reached for her shirt when she felt Chris grab her from behind and pull her into his arms. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked jokingly. Sue was startled, she had never known her husband to still be horny after she gave him a blow job. Chris began nibbling on her neck as one hand teased a stiff nipple while the other had worked it's way into her soaked panties and busied it's self with rubbing her slit.
Sue figured she had come this far why not go all the way. With that she hopped backwards onto the seat of Chris's Quad and allowed her jeans to slide past her ass and bunch-up near her shins. Chris quickly went to work removing her boots and in what seemed like the blink of an eye her boots and jeans were added to the quickly growing pile of laundry near her Quad. Chris now laid a thick jacket Sue had been wearing earlier down over the seat and gas tank on his Quad, Sue slid her arms into the open jacket, though it was still quite cold the jacket felt so warm and soft she now felt more like she had crawled into a soft bed.
Sue laid back on the seat of Chris's Quad and watched as he pulled her red silk panties out his way and began eating her pussy. She had never experienced the pleasures of oral sex before and found herself completely lost in the moment. She arched her back in preparation for the orgasm she knew wasn't far-off. Soon Sue felt wave after wave of an orgasm wash over her naked body like waves crashing into the shore. Every nerve felt razor sharp, ever nuance cranked-up to eleven.
Sue hadn't finished coming-down off of her orgasmic high when she felt the rear of the Quad slope downward as Chris climbed onto the seat with her. She watched as Chris positioned himself on top of her. She felt his cock slide into her well-lubricated pussy. Sue kept the nagging thoughts of how wrong this all was at bay instead choosing to allow her mind to focus on nothing more than hedonistic feelings which were coursing through her body like cold water in a mountain stream. She felt alive, she felt impressed (she couldn't believe Chris was still going strong, twice in one week was good for her husband) then all at once she felt yet another wave of an Orgasm washing over her, this time she allowed herself to scream her pleasures into the empty night as she relished the feeling of Chris un-loading his seed into her velvet pussy and her hands clawed deeply into her Lover's back.
Chris looked down at Sue. She was quite a mess by now and as much as he wanted to continue to have his way with her (and as much as she seemed willing to) he knew that they had been gone from camp for quite a while and not wanting to raise any suspicions from Jim he helped her clean-up and re-dress hastily before they pointed their Quads back towards camp. Back at camp Chris flawlessly re-counted a made-up tale about his Quad breaking-down and how it had taken quite some time to make repairs. Thankfully Jim wasn't interested in proof as even taking a cursory look at Chris's Honda Quad would have shown that two people had been having sex on the back of it.
The next morning Sue and Jim walked-out of their motorhome and into an empty camp. Chris, his RV and his Quad were gone. They found a note taped to the door of their RV from Chris explaining that he had gotten a call during the night from a neighbor telling him that a pipe had burst in his yard and was flooding his lawn so he needed to get home to take care of it. Sue grinned to herself and wondered if she'd be able to wait until the next riding trip to quell her horny desires; Chris had opened a world up to Sue that up until the night before she thought didn't exist.
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