Beer Garden exhibitionist
I sat in the beer garden of the quiet country pub with a cold pint and a magazine enjoying the warm summer sun. Apart from myself the only other people there were two rather attractive women sat in garden chairs chatting and sipping chilled white wine. The brunette disappeared inside and returned a few minuets later with another bottle, she refreshed their glasses and they continued to drink and chat, their conversation peppered by naughty giggles and the occasional glance in my direction. Draining my glass I went back inside to purchase another and returned to my spot outside and smiled politely at the two women.
Around fifteen minutes later the blonde stood up kissed her friend and proceeded to leave, I overheard her say to her friend "call me later" and she left. I had an idea the brunette knew I'd been eying her over the top of my book, my only other shield from being obvious was my sunglasses. She picked her phone up and I assume she began to check her messages. She was wearing a tight white sleeveless blouse and a summer skirt with a red and black floral design that came halfway down her thighs. The kind that d****d around the natural shape of her legs and was flimsy enough that a decent gust of wind would blow it up.
As she played with her phone I watched her long slender legs, the high heeled strappy shoes she was wearing only served to make them look more alluring. Glancing in my direction she smiled, crossed her legs over and went back to her phone. I dropped my eyes back to my book momentarily and her voice made look up again. I had no idea what she was talking about but it was clear she seemed oblivious as to what she was doing. The polished nails of her free hand were playing with the top button of the blouse and within seconds she had popped the button and moments later two more had gone and her cleavage was beautifully exposed. This served to confirm she was braless; she slipped her free hand inside her top and was clearly tweaking her nipple and squeezing her pert breast.
The brunette continued to fondle her breast, glancing at the door to the beer garden and then back at me. She giggled sexily, I caught the word "really" and a playful grin broke out across her face. Continuing her conversation she took her hand from her top and shifted her position in her chair. The angle she moved to gave me a clear view of her now half exposed breast as she traced her finger down over her stomach and onto her smooth, tanned thigh. She tossed her head back and let out a very naughty laugh, "do you think so?" she said into the phone and let out another giggle. Her hand moved back up to the half exposed breast and she pulled the top aside and revealed the whole tit and a wonderfully erect nipple before slowly half covering it. At this point, the eye-catching brunette gently eased her sunglasses down, threw me a playful wink and raised her finger to her lips indicating me to shush, her knowing smile inviting me to watch her little game.
I lit a cigarette and merely pretended to read my book but she knew I was enthralled by the tease she was playing out before me as I wondered what else she would do. Running her finger up and down her tanned thigh, she gently eased her skirt a little higher with each stroke of her finger. Again she smiled in my direction and uncrossed her legs resting her foot on the table bar which parted her legs to reveal her inner thighs. Again she glanced at me, this time she liked her lips sensually, parted her mouth and murmuring "aha..." into the phone. She teased her skirt up to expose her diaphanous white panties and looked over to the beer garden entrance as if to check it was clear.
Her fingers teased the material as she pushed the material between her pussy lips and began to rub her self before slowly moving her hand up her pubis to the top of her panties. As she slid her fingers down into them I felt my cock swelling and had to adjust my position to make myself more comfortable. It was clear she was fingering herself, the undulating motion of her hand growing steadily more rhythmic. Once again the brunette coyly smiled at me as she finished her call, she put the phone down, glanced at the entrance, back at me an again smiled and licked her lips.
She adjusted her position and parted her legs even further, as she nor had another hand free the brunette pulled her panties to one side and fully exposed her delectable looking cunt. The pubic hair was neatly trimmed and the labia and lips were smooth and exposed, she parted the lips and exposed a clearly moist pussy which glistened in the afternoon sun. Shaking her tresses, throwing another playful wink she slipped her two middle fingers into her clearly swollen pussy and began to masturbate. Slowly at first then increasing the intensity of her stroke... My cock was straining beneath my jeans and I just rubbed it a little to ease the strain...
Her breathing became a cadenced pant in time with her fervent fingers, with in moments the brunette clearly brought herself to orgasm before relaxing in her seat. Slowly she removed her fingers from her clearly sodden pussy and raised them to her mouth before seductively licking and sucking the juices of them. Throwing me a sensuous smile she proceeded to slip her panties down her silky, tanned legs, stepped out of them and mopped her appetising, wet pussy.
Casually she rearranged her skirt, finished off her wine and went into her hand bag, pulled out a pen and pad and hurriedly scribbled something down. The brunette, then straightened her hair, applied some lipstick and lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply. Drawing herself to her feet she sauntered over to where I was sat, pulled down her sunglasses and with a wicked glint in her eye, placed the moistened panties on the table in front of me before kissing the note and placing it ontop of them. She leant over giving me a good eyeful of her breasts before straightening and doing up the buttons she had earlier released. Placing her index finger on her lip she puckered her lips and blew a kiss and walked away swaying her hips as she disappeared.
I picked up the damp panties and inhaled the heady feminine musk of her pussy, it was as sweet as any of the flowers in the beer garden. The note...
Around fifteen minutes later the blonde stood up kissed her friend and proceeded to leave, I overheard her say to her friend "call me later" and she left. I had an idea the brunette knew I'd been eying her over the top of my book, my only other shield from being obvious was my sunglasses. She picked her phone up and I assume she began to check her messages. She was wearing a tight white sleeveless blouse and a summer skirt with a red and black floral design that came halfway down her thighs. The kind that d****d around the natural shape of her legs and was flimsy enough that a decent gust of wind would blow it up.
As she played with her phone I watched her long slender legs, the high heeled strappy shoes she was wearing only served to make them look more alluring. Glancing in my direction she smiled, crossed her legs over and went back to her phone. I dropped my eyes back to my book momentarily and her voice made look up again. I had no idea what she was talking about but it was clear she seemed oblivious as to what she was doing. The polished nails of her free hand were playing with the top button of the blouse and within seconds she had popped the button and moments later two more had gone and her cleavage was beautifully exposed. This served to confirm she was braless; she slipped her free hand inside her top and was clearly tweaking her nipple and squeezing her pert breast.
The brunette continued to fondle her breast, glancing at the door to the beer garden and then back at me. She giggled sexily, I caught the word "really" and a playful grin broke out across her face. Continuing her conversation she took her hand from her top and shifted her position in her chair. The angle she moved to gave me a clear view of her now half exposed breast as she traced her finger down over her stomach and onto her smooth, tanned thigh. She tossed her head back and let out a very naughty laugh, "do you think so?" she said into the phone and let out another giggle. Her hand moved back up to the half exposed breast and she pulled the top aside and revealed the whole tit and a wonderfully erect nipple before slowly half covering it. At this point, the eye-catching brunette gently eased her sunglasses down, threw me a playful wink and raised her finger to her lips indicating me to shush, her knowing smile inviting me to watch her little game.
I lit a cigarette and merely pretended to read my book but she knew I was enthralled by the tease she was playing out before me as I wondered what else she would do. Running her finger up and down her tanned thigh, she gently eased her skirt a little higher with each stroke of her finger. Again she smiled in my direction and uncrossed her legs resting her foot on the table bar which parted her legs to reveal her inner thighs. Again she glanced at me, this time she liked her lips sensually, parted her mouth and murmuring "aha..." into the phone. She teased her skirt up to expose her diaphanous white panties and looked over to the beer garden entrance as if to check it was clear.
Her fingers teased the material as she pushed the material between her pussy lips and began to rub her self before slowly moving her hand up her pubis to the top of her panties. As she slid her fingers down into them I felt my cock swelling and had to adjust my position to make myself more comfortable. It was clear she was fingering herself, the undulating motion of her hand growing steadily more rhythmic. Once again the brunette coyly smiled at me as she finished her call, she put the phone down, glanced at the entrance, back at me an again smiled and licked her lips.
She adjusted her position and parted her legs even further, as she nor had another hand free the brunette pulled her panties to one side and fully exposed her delectable looking cunt. The pubic hair was neatly trimmed and the labia and lips were smooth and exposed, she parted the lips and exposed a clearly moist pussy which glistened in the afternoon sun. Shaking her tresses, throwing another playful wink she slipped her two middle fingers into her clearly swollen pussy and began to masturbate. Slowly at first then increasing the intensity of her stroke... My cock was straining beneath my jeans and I just rubbed it a little to ease the strain...
Her breathing became a cadenced pant in time with her fervent fingers, with in moments the brunette clearly brought herself to orgasm before relaxing in her seat. Slowly she removed her fingers from her clearly sodden pussy and raised them to her mouth before seductively licking and sucking the juices of them. Throwing me a sensuous smile she proceeded to slip her panties down her silky, tanned legs, stepped out of them and mopped her appetising, wet pussy.
Casually she rearranged her skirt, finished off her wine and went into her hand bag, pulled out a pen and pad and hurriedly scribbled something down. The brunette, then straightened her hair, applied some lipstick and lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply. Drawing herself to her feet she sauntered over to where I was sat, pulled down her sunglasses and with a wicked glint in her eye, placed the moistened panties on the table in front of me before kissing the note and placing it ontop of them. She leant over giving me a good eyeful of her breasts before straightening and doing up the buttons she had earlier released. Placing her index finger on her lip she puckered her lips and blew a kiss and walked away swaying her hips as she disappeared.
I picked up the damp panties and inhaled the heady feminine musk of her pussy, it was as sweet as any of the flowers in the beer garden. The note...
10 years ago
