17. Dragons’ Teeth #2
The weather was perfect for an autumn day and the woods were busy. They passed families, mountain bikers shot past, and all manner of dogs ran up to greet them. This was definitely not somewhere they could “reasonably expect not to get caught.”
Shandy spotted Fred’s unease and gestured towards a bench.
“I just realised, Fred, that we haven’t kissed yet. Would you like to kiss? We don’t have to wait until we’re into the woods for that,” she said, as the three of them settled down on the bench.
Fred took Shandy’s face in his hands and leant down to kiss her. She was so petite compared to Cara, and despite her sparky personality, her kisses were soft, gentle and loving. When they broke apart, Shandy sighed.
“I’ve been waiting so long for this,” she murmured. “Kiss me again!”
“Can you two wait until we’re alone,” Cara grumbled, getting to her feet. “We’re nearly there, and you’ve gained an audience!”
Fred and Shandy turned to find a small boy had stopped his bike right in front of them and was staring at them. Shandy waved and smiled, and he shot off to catch up with the rest of his family.
“Kissing in public is fine,” Cara explained, “but can we leave the snog fest to later?”
“Do I sense a touch of jealousy?” Shandy goaded. “I thought you were beyond that!”
“I just want to get where we’re going before sunset!” Cara huffed, breaking away from the two of them, and leading the way down the path.
Just before a gate, Cara suddenly turned off the path and into the woods, climbing the hill quickly, as if she had been this way many times before. Walking behind her, Fred and Shandy caught sudden flashes of naked pussy.
“It’s like we’re hunters trying to catch the snatch,” Shandy giggled, holding Fred’s hand tight as they made their way up through the undergrowth. As they neared the crest of the hill, they came to a sudden outcrop of truncated concrete pyramids.
“What are these?” Shandy asked. “I’ve never seen them before.”
“They call them dragons' teeth. You’ll find them all over the South of England. They were put here to stop the German tanks in World War II. Careful! Some of them still have the remains of metal spikes on the top,” Cara explained as Shandy plopped herself down on one.
Most of what Cara said made no sense to Fred.
Every Portal Pill had a clever language spell built in, allowing the taker to understand the general meaning behind the words they heard, and speak the language of wherever they landed fluently.
So he knew that German described something from a particular place, and that a tank was some kind of battle cart, but he had none of the general knowledge behind those terms. But none of that was what grabbed Fred’s attention.
“You’ve had World Wars? Two of them? And the whole world was involved?” he asked, eyes as wide as saucers.
“Not really, but we still call them world wars. My great grandparents were in Spain, so they had their own civil war to worry about,” Cara explained.
“I’d look it up, but reception is awful out here!” Shandy added. “Anyway, the Germans never got this far, at least not by land. They sent bombs over by air and flattened much of London. And we did the same to them. We’ll have to show you the Cabinet War Rooms some day.”
“So your country won?” Fred asked.
“If we hadn’t we’d be speaking German right now. Or that’s what they say. Who knows?”
Fred was about to ask more when Cara grabbed his hand.
“Come on you two! We’re nearly there! I don’t want to have to go back through these woods in the dark! History lesson over!”
Just before the crest of the hill, they climbed a section of broken fence, and Cara led them to a concrete hut, half buried in the hillside.
“Ta da!” she breathed. “The secret pillbox!”
Shandy had already disappeared inside.
“It doesn’t look very secret to me! It’s full of empty beer bottles!”
Fred followed Shandy in, crouching down and pulling his arms in. Shandy was right. It looked like there had been a party in there fairly recently. Shandy smiled at him through the gloom.
“Bend down just a little bit more,” she cajoled, stepping towards him.
Their lips met again and Fred stopped caring about the cramped conditions.
Shandy’s soft, warm lips were gentle but insistent.
He reached one hand around her back, to keep her stable, and with the other, he began to play with her breasts, slipping his hand under her blouse and releasing them from their lace cages.
He wanted to bury his face in them, suck on her nipples, drown in the pleasure of finally being able to touch when he could only look before.
“Ahem!” Cara’s voice drifted in through the window slit beside them. “Are you two love birds going to come out to play? I’m getting bored out here!”
Fred drew Shandy even closer for one last kiss, then carefully reversed his way back out of the pillbox.
When he straightened up and looked around, Cara was sat on the roof, naked.
“Come and join me,” she crooned, as Shandy came back out of the pillar box too. “There’s plenty of room out here!”
The roof was at about Fred’s waist height on the side of the pillbox that was buried in the hill. Fred stepped straight up, then pulled Shandy up to join him. Cara had laid down her coat to make a soft blanket she was now sitting on. She grinned when she saw Shandy’s breasts were already exposed.
“Let’s get you naked too,” Cara said to Shandy, her eyes filled with lust.
Shandy stepped towards Cara, and Fred followed. As Cara knelt to undo Shandy’s skirt and pull down her panties, Fred stripped her of her coat and shirt, before unhooking and pulling off her bra.
Shandy opened her arms wide, as if welcoming them both in.
Fred lifted her up in his arms, to lay her down on the roof of the pill box, on the pile of the clothes they had stripped from her.
Cara and Fred fell on her breasts like ravenous wolves, taking a breast each and kissing and licking, nibbling and biting.
“Oh, yes! Yes!” Shandy moaned, writhing with joy, gently thrusting her hips as the pleasure became too much for her, and opening her legs wide.
Fred’s eyes and Cara’s met, and Fred glanced down towards Shandy’s wriggling pussy.
Their eyes locked, they continued to suck and tease Shandy’s tits, but, in unison, they ran one hand each down Shandy’s soft, creamy white belly, past the crease of her hips and over her smooth, naked Venus mound, where, for a moment, their hands met.
Together, they felt their way between her outer lips, and Fred pressed Cara’s finger onto Shandy’s clit.
For a moment they massaged her clit together, grinning at each other with glee as Shandy’s moans filled the air, but then Fred’s hand moved round further.
Shandy gasped as Fred’s fingers entered her sopping wet pussy. He had gone straight in with two fingers, as he always would for Cara, but it was hard to get past the entrance. He slipped one finger in easily, but a second finger was a bit too much.
“No! More!” Shandy gasped. “Fill me, Fred!”
Fred let Shandy’s nipple fall from his mouth and moved down to kneel by her wide open pussy.
She was utterly hairless, and her short, swollen lips were almost perfectly symmetrical.
Fred used the fingers of one hand to spread those lips a little wider, pulling her pussy just wide enough to slide two fingers in.
“Oh, yes, Fred, yes! Fuck me Fred, fuck me!” Shandy moaned, and Fred looked up for a moment. Cara was still busy licking and sucking Shandy’s tit, and as her dark eyes met his, they grinned at each other conspiratorially.
After the first, few, tight thrusts of his fingers, the lubrication of Shandy’s excitement helped Fred to move his hand faster and faster. Cara’s finger on her clit followed suit, and Shandy’s moans grew louder and louder, and higher and higher in pitch.
“Aaaaahhhhh… Aaaaaahhhh… Aaaaahhhhh… Aaaaahhhhh… Eeeeeeeee! Eeeeeeee! Eeeeeee!”
In no time, Shandy’s whole body was bucking and thrusting, twisting and writhing. Fred felt her pussy spasming round his fingers and held them still, waiting for her to settle before slowly pulling them out.
Fred lay back next to Shandy, and pushed his fingers into Cara’s mouth. She sucked Shandy’s juices off his finger.
“You taste delicious, my dear,” she said, straightening out to kiss Shandy.
“I do, don’t I?” Shandy giggled, licking her own lips. “Fred, come and taste!”
Fred leant over to join the kiss. The three of them kissed as one, letting their tongues explore, sharing the salty glory of Shandy’s excitement.
Shandy finally broke the kiss with a sigh.
“Do you know something I’ve always wanted to do?” she asked, not leaving pause for an answer. “I have always wanted to try a double blowjob.”
“What? You mean take in two cocks at once?” Cara asked, laughing.
“Oh no! Not that way round! My mouth is nearly as small as my pussy! No! I mean two girls and one cock! I just love sucking cock, and I love girls, so I always thought it would be the best of both worlds!”
“Fred? Shall we make her dream come true?” Cara asked, her eyes twinkling.
Fred shrugged and grinned, rolling onto his back and pulling down his jeans to release the beast within.
“It would be my pleasure,” he said, linking his fingers behind his head and lying back, elbows wide, eyes closed, the very picture of relaxation.
His eyes didn’t stay closed long. He couldn’t resist watching the two excited women as they devoted all their attention to his rock-hard cock.
“Now, this is a gorgeous cock,” Shandy breathed, as she bent over to suck the tip.
“I couldn’t agree more!” Cara said, playfully pushing Shandy out of the way to take a suck herself.
“I just want to lick it all over!” Shandy gasped, and the two of them began to do just that.