On the subject of "Dogging"

"Dogging", as some of you may well know, is a British slang term for the act of having sex, or watching others have sex, with strangers, in public. It normally takes place in remote car parks or wooded areas and there are an awful lot of them - the internet has allowed thousands of like minded people to organise meetings and venues to the point where if you live in the UK and want to go dogging, you can spend 5 minutes with Google and you'll have found a venue near you..

As regular readers will also know, I derive a huge amount of pleasure from my sexual activities with virtual strangers - I like to be watched and I love the possibility of getting caught in action, so, a fairly perfect candidate for dogging wouldn't you say?

Steve and I thought so too a while back so, last spring we agreed on a plan - we would find a local site and go along and watch, nothing more, just watch what happened from the comfort and safety of our car. The websites we had found all agreed that this was a perfectly acceptable way to dip a toe in the water and, provided we didn't turn our interior lamp on in the car, we would not be treated as active participants and left alone. 

Steve searched about on the internet and found a place about 5 miles from us which was apparently a renowned dogging hotspot. The location was a large car park in a small nature conservation wooded area, popular with dog walkers during the day, and, it seemed, doggers at night. The following Saturday evening we prepared as if going off for a field trip - I actually took a thermos of coffee - and set off. I had no idea what to expect and was half expecting it to be a total waste of time, with just us two sitting up there for an hour before coming home.

As soon as we pulled off of the main road and turned down the single track stretch to the car park, however, I could see that whatever else may happen, we wouldn't be alone. I could make out at least 10 vehicles - mainly cars but a couple of vans and even a motorbike - as our headlamps flicked over them when we bounced along the rough road.

There were 3 cars parked in the very middle of the area, with the rest around the perimeter forming a loose circle , all facing toward the middle. Steve slotted our car into a vacant gap at the far edge of the car park, reversing in so that we too could see what was going on, if anything.

Steve killed the engine and lights and we sat there in silence, waiting for our eyes to adjust to the moonlight. After 5 or so minutes the interior light of one of the cars in the middle of the circle was switched on, clearly showing us the dark outline of 2 occupants. The other 2 middle cars quickly followed suit. As soon as these lights went on Steve said, quietly, "Look - people are moving about now". He was right. All around the car park people were leaving their vehicles and walking to the middle cars, mainly men - I only saw 2 women - they surrounded the 3 cars in a tight huddle, completely blocking our view. "Oh - right", said Steve, "They must have run back to their cars when they saw our lights approaching - standard practice in case it's the police - I read it on a website. Now they realise we're not the Old Bill they're carrying on where they left off."

I nodded in agreement and suggested that if we actually wanted to see what was happening we should get out and have a look. Steve looked like a kid at Christmas - grinning from ear to ear, "Ok - if you say so my love...".

We left the car and walked, hand in had, to the middle to join the 20 or so strong crowd. As we got closer I felt a sharp rush of excitement as I realised 2 things simultaneously - both of which aroused me; Firstly I could clearly hear the sounds of sexual pleasure, female and male, coming from the middle of the crowd. Secondly I noticed that the shoulders of at least half the guys in the crowd were jerking rhythmically - even from behind I recognised that stance immediately - they were all masturbating, right there in the open, standing next to each other.

I skipped quickly over the last few paces - keener than ever to see what was happening. We pushed gently between two guys - one a teenager I would guess, wearing the uniform of baseball cap and sports gear, the other a 50 something in cords and a pullover. Both these men had their cocks in their hands, both were very hard and both were stroking away in a concentrated manner. They were reluctant to move until they turned slightly and saw me, at which point they stepped aside immediately so Steve and I could see the cars in the middle. I must admit I got another powerful tingle between my legs as they both looked me over from head to toe and back again, all the while pumping on their cocks, before, like us, turning their attention back to the cars in the centre.

On the bonnet of the middle car a woman, probably in her late forties, was lying on her back, naked from the waist down. Standing between her legs and bending to very vigorously lick her pussy was another woman, probably a little younger but not much. Standing behind the second woman was a young man - holding her by the hips he was fucking her hard and fast from behind - her skirt was up over her back and her knickers were stretched tight between her spread ankles. He was grunting loudly and every few seconds she would stop licking to raise her face slightly and mutter encouragement to him, or moan in pleasure; "That's it - come on, give it to me.. oh...yes... like that - deeper....she tastes so fucking good you know....oh..fuck me harder.." before dropping back to the pussy in front of her and eagerly lapping at it again.

The woman who was being licked out so enthusiastically on the bonnet would then grab the back of the other woman's head again and push her face down into her pussy - thumping on the bonnet with her arse as she fucked her mouth as fast as she could - again, moaning and swearing all the time.

From what she said to the man doing the fucking, it was clear that they were together  - it was her husband or boyfriend with his cock inside this stranger who was going down on her; "That's it babe - fuck her harder...God you look so good...do her like you do me...make her cum - she's gonna make me cum in her mouth...fuck...yes..."

There were occasional words of encouragement from the watching crowd, and particularly from the older guy who had made room for us and was now standing at my left shoulder, still tugging away at his cock, which I could see in my peripheral vision and every now and then I stole a direct glance at. It was big and hard, thick and veiny and he was working it fast with his fist as he watched. "Go on mate", he said to the young guy, "make her cum - she can take it harder than that - push her fucking face into that pussy - go on.." Acting on a hunch I said to him, quietly, "who is she?", "My wife", he replied, his breathing heavy.

I was, by this stage, very, very turned on. There was almost too much slutty, erotic, filthy, degraded activity to process in front of me. Swapping partners, public sex, filthy talk, masturbation - all right there in the car park.

I glanced at Steve, standing to my right. He had his right hand in his trouser pocket and was obviously touching himself. "Go on - it's OK - take it out - enjoy.." I said to him. Steve needed no second bidding and quickly unzipped his jeans, dragging his cock out into the air. I could see it was absolutely rock hard as he started to stroke it.

The woman lying on the car came noisily - her hands and her man's were entwined in the long hair on the back of the other woman's head as she did so - both pushing her face deeper into her pussy as she writhed around. "Jesus - oh yes, FUCK, yes...FUCKING HELL..."

This proved too much for one of the guys in the circle, who stepped forward quickly and shot his load over the back of the woman being fucked - we all watched it slide slowly down to her arse as another, then another, then more guys stepped up and released their sticky loads over the women - some went in the hair of the woman on the car, some on her face - some even accidentally hit the young man doing the fucking - which I found very exciting indeed.

The young man himself was obviously getting very close to the point of no return - he was swearing and shouting and I could see the cords in his neck bulging as he thrust harder and faster into the licking woman's pussy. He suddenly started to slow, and the man standing on my left shouted "DON'T PULL OUT - CUM INSIDE HER!" the young man hesitated, glanced over his shoulder at the older man and then, decided, pushed back into her hard, twice, three times before collapsing, still, on top of her. This tipped the old guy over the edge and I heard him mutter "yes, oh yes.." and turned my head to watch him cum. He noticed me looking and held my gaze - he quickly took a shuffled step towards me so that his cock was pointing right at me - an inch from my tummy. In the heat of the moment I snatched my t-shirt up so and pushed my tummy forward so that the hot tip of his cock was pressed against my belly button. He grunted and his hand became blurred on his cock as he shot stream after stream of his warm cum onto my bare midriff, both of us watching as it slid down to gather at the waist of my jeans.

Steve grabbed my hand and practically dragged me back to the car. He opened the back door and turned back to me - dragging my t-shirt completely over my head and yanking my bra off he pushed me into the back seat of the car where I lay on my back. Steve straddled my upper chest and pushed his cock into my open mouth - obviously he had been as turned on as me by what he had seen and he started to fuck my mouth - his hands clamped onto the side of my head to pull me onto him with each thrust. With his hands over my ears I couldn't hear much, but I saw him lean over and push the button to roll the window down behind my head. Immediately I saw several shapes gathered above me, outside the car. Getting more excited by the second I realised we were attracting our own audience - I was by now very wet and could feel it between my thighs.

Some muffled conversation was happening - people outside talking to Steve, and Steve answering them. I felt my feet flop into nothing as the other rear door on which they had been resting was opened, then my shoes being tugged off and hands - several hands, working on the buttons of my jeans. It is indescribably exciting to be undressed like this by strangers and I had a delicious, shuddery little orgasm as they dragged my jeans, complete with knickers, down over my thighs and completely off, leaving my wet, waxed bald pussy exposed to all.

Feeling wonderfully slutty and brazen I opened my legs to give the watchers a show. Steve was still fucking my mouth and I had no view at all of what was happening behind him, at the other side of the car. I felt hands - 5 or 6 hands at least, running over my lower body, holding my legs apart further for a better view. Someone came on my ankles and lower legs - heavy , hot dollops of cum falling onto me and then sliding onto the seat below me.

Fingers started probing my open pussy - holding me open further and darting inside - all the while I could hear muffled sounds of appreciation and arousal from all sides. someone was working his thumb over my clit while others fought to push their fingers inside me - two or three different men all managing to finger fuck me at the same time. I came and came, writhing about in ecstacy. Steve released his hold on my head and turned his head, craning his neck to watch what the men were doing to me. Suddenly I could hear, and the words made me cum again, harder; "My God  - she's so fucking hot - look at that fucking pussy - here, feel inside her, she's so fucking wet in there - rub her clit...MMMM I'm gonna....UHH", at this last I felt more cum hitting me - this time over my upper thighs and groin, flowing down to the crack of my pussy and covering the remaining hands fighting for space between my legs.

Cum, also accompanied by grunts and shouts, hit my face and hair from the other window - I saw several spurts hit Steve's chest before the owner of the cock managed to angle it down to point at my face.

I felt the familiar taught pumping of Steve's cock in my mouth as he shouted "You are such a FUCKING SLUT" and released his big load into my throat. Steve got off of me and climbed over to the front seat, turning, glazed, to watch as the few remaining stiff cocks outside the car spurted over me one at a time.

I stayed exactly where I was. Someone closed the windows and door, thanking us for a great show, swapping numbers with Steve as I drifted in and out of sleep. I snoozed, half naked, caked in dried and drying cum, all the way home. Steve drove the car straight into the garage and carried me into the house through the internal door and upstairs. Lying me on the bed be opened my legs and pushed his hard-again cock fully into me, as usual describing the night's events in great detail to me as he fucked me.

We never did go back, partly because I was detained elsewhere for most of the rest of the year - but I know that we will again. Reading my diary from the time and transposing the story to this blog has been a truly arousing experience, and I have decided we're going to re-live it, soon..

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