It's my habit, if I'm travelling alone, to buy something to eat and drink at a supermarket, rather than pulling into a service area. All I need is a snack, a drink and somewhere away from traffic noise. This was such a day and it was lunchtime. I switched the satnav from route to map and pulled off the motorway, one eye on the map, looking for somewhere to park up. It doesn't always work, sometimes there's nowhere suitable. But I was in luck, not long after diverting, I saw a sign for a nature reserve. They are usually good, with somewhere to park. It was a glorious June day, I expected there to be others there, but still. It was not a car park as you imagine them, there were numerous clearings in the woodland, like banjos, each big enough for about six cars. The one that I pulled into was half empty. One car was parked close to the 'neck' of the banjo. There was a man in the driving seat. He nodded as I drove in. Among the trees was a small group of people. The attention of the group was a woman on her knees. She was wearing knee length boots and nothing else. She was sucking the cock of one of the men. I had stumbled onto a dogging spot. The man she was sucking had his pants round his ankles, the others had their cocks out, wanking. My arrival did not seem to concern them, I suppose they just assumed that, being a man on his own, I was just another dogger. I was now. I decided to stay. I got out of the car. One man, the only one without his cock out, said; "She gives a good gobble mate, but you're last in the queue. She likes you to come on her tits." "Have you had yours?" I asked. "Any time I want mate, she's my missus. Is this your first time?" I said that it was. The man being sucked pulled out and wanked himself onto her tits, encouraged by her. "Nice one Tony, you been saving it for me?" The next one took his place. The woman was probably in her fifties and not in the best of condition, her cum splashed tits were big, but saggy. Not that that seemed to bother the men, a mixed bunch. "Do you want a go?" Said my new friend. The fact is, I didnt fancy her, I can do better. But it seemed rude to refuse. I quickly came up with an excuse; "Not today, its not long since I had a wank. Another time perhaps. Do you mind if I just watch." "Suit yourself." He shrugged. She was received her second anointing. I had a hard on, had I spoken too soon? Number three offered his cock to her lips. I noticed for the first time that she was kneeling on a cushion. "Does she do anything else?" I enquired. "Fucking do you mean? Yes. Whoever our gate guard is, gets to fuck her when the rest are done. Special treat. Ian is our gate guard today, he watches for cars coming in, I watch for walkers." I decided to stay for that. She did all four, then one of them went to relieve Ian. The woman stood up and I got a good view of her. Ian came over to cliaim his prize. The woman bent over the bonnet of a car, Ian dropped his pants, rolled on a condom and entered her from behind. As he pumped, I said to her husband; "Don't you get a go?" "As said," he replied. "I can fuck her any time I like, but I can't give her enough, this way I have some control over who fucks her, otherwise she'd pick up strangers for sex. Is it a fuck you're looking for?" "Possibly." I said. "Give me your number," he said. There is usually more action after dark, but you'll need to know where to look." I wasn't sure about handing out my number, and I was a long way from home, but I was intrigued. Ian gave a grunt as he filled the condom and the group began to disperse. The woman came over. The man didn't introduce her, but kept talking. He sensed my reticence. "We just use texts, and there's a code. You'll just get a text on the day, with a map reference and a code. If you're challenged, say 'Starfish.', thats the magic word." I gave him my number. They left, I had lunch. About a week later, I received a text. I hadn't forgotten my experience, but I'd more or less dismissed the idea. The text was just a ten digit number. It didn't take me long to work out that the four on the end, 2200, was a time, ten p.m. I looked up the reference, it seemed to be a golf course. Really? I looked on Google Earth. That's exactly what it was, but one of the greens, and a nearby tee, were out of sight of the clubhouse. It looked to be in a sort of horseshoe shaped wood. It must have been a bugger to play. A road ran nearby, presumably it was possibly to reach the site from there. I just had to see for myself. It was two hours drive away from where I worked, further from my home. If I left as soon as I finished work, I could be there by eight at the latest, recce the place, then decide whether to stay. Alongside was an unsurfaced, unofficial layby. A path led into the wood. There were a couple of cars there, as I watched, a man came out of the wood with a dog on a lead. Not the kind of dogging I was expecting. I adjourned to nearby pub for a bite to eat and returned to the layby just before dark. The layby was empty. I parked up. A few minutes later another car pulled in. A man got out and came over. "You alright mate?" He enquired. Feeling a complete idiot, I said the magic word; "Starfish." "Okay," he said. "Your first time?" I said that I had been to xxx nature reserve, that's why I was here. "Oh, Dirty Denise. They don't do nights. Who else was there?" It was obviously a test. "Tony, Ian, don't remember who else." "Ian sometimes comes here, if you'll pardon the pun." An attractive young woman got out of the car. "This is Stacy," He said. "I'm Andy. The others are on their way. If you go now, you can get a head start on them. Show him the way Stace." I followed 'Stace' into the wood, wishing there was more light so that I could see her shapely arse. Sure enough, in a little clearing, was the 9th tee. There were benches hewn from logs. It could be seen neither from the road or the clubhouse. Clever choice. Stacy undid her blouse, it had poppers, not buttons. The light in the clearing was better, I could see that she was not wearing a bra, she had good tits. She took out a headband and used it to hold back her long blonde hair. "Keeps it out of the way when I'm sucking," she explained. "Do you want a suck first, or go straight to a fuck?" "Suck, I think." "Get it out then." She said. She unrolled a thick mat that she had been carrying, and knelt on it. I undid my pants and pushed them down, my cock was dissapointingly limp. Stacy soon rectified that, she took it into her mouth and sucked life into it, then she released it long enough to say; "Just let it go when you're ready." And resumed her oral milking. I let it go. She gulped most of it, then wiped the spillage from her chin with her hand. By this time we had a small audience. There was another woman and four more men. One of the men was Ian, from the nature reserve session. Introductions were made. The other woman was Cassie. I forget the names of the men. One of them claimed Cassie for a fuck. She was wearing a tight dress, lycra stretchy. She pulled the top down and the hem up, so that she wore it like a belt, tits and cunt available. She leaned against a tree, her fucker pushed his pants down, rolled on a condom and pushed his cock up into her. Stacy was claimed by one of the others, she laid on the mat she had brought and the man mounted her. Right at my feet. I was recovering, Ian and the other guy watched, waiting their turn. I spoke to Ian; "No sentry duty for you tonight then?" He laughed. "Not tonight no." "How does it work?" I asked. "Andy's out there, we are in here. How does he raise the alarm? "We take turns to keep watch," he replied. "If there is a problem, the watcher triggers his car alarm and we scamper. Its never happened though. Sorry, my turn I think?" Cassie had been vacated, Ian took the man's place, fucking her from behind, standing. Stacy too, was soon mounted by the last man standing. We were joined by what turned out to be the rest of the group, six more men and one woman, Rachel. She was soon busy. I spoke to the man who had first fucked Cassie; "What's the appeal, a bed is more comfortable? He shrugged. "Variety I suppose. But mainly the adrenaline, there is always a risk of being caught. Adds spice." I could see his point. Rachel was small, no more than five feet tall. She had short, dark hair, cut in a Liza Minelli/Cabaret style. I find very short hair really arousing. I joined her queue. When my turn came, I fucked her against a tree. I just wish that I could have seen more, the three women were sucking and fucking almost non stop. I got to fuck Cassie later, but no matter how I tried, I couldn't come. I was not the only one, very soon all the men were out of fuel. Led by someone by the light from his 'phone torch, we stumbled back to the cars. That was my last experience of dogging. I had tried it and decided that it was not for me. Glad I did though.