Kate was on of my uni friends. Now 35, it’d been a while since we partied hard at York. We were close, but had never been intimate, despite a few close calls when we were drunk! Kate was successful (she’s a solicitor), very tall at 5’11”, slim with small perky tits and to be honest, hardly any arse! But she’s cute, with wavy brown hair and some freckles on her nose, plus a super cute dimple when she smiles. I was highly sexed at uni. Taking on anything with a pulse, but Kate has a boyfriend for 2 years and was so busy with her work, didn’t hook up much in year 3. She wasn’t a prude, but she certainly wasn’t very adventurous... or so I thought. My story begins one Friday night. I’d moved to Surrey and she was coming down for the weekend. Both single, we thought it’d be fun to grab some beers, catch up and maybe go out on the Saturday night. Her train was wildly delayed so I didn’t pick her up until gone 10pm. It was a warm evening, so we cruised home the scenic route and I suggested a pizza to take home. “What’s down there?” She asked as we passed a little car park. “Oh, that’s just a good place to park up for a forest walk.” I replied. “It’s a bit late for a walk, there were cars in there and I could see lights on through the trees.” She said. Oh poor Kate. So naive. She had no idea. I just chuckled and she hit me on the arm - “what’s so funny?!” She asked. “I’ll tell you later. Let’s get to mine and crack through those beers!” Fed with a meat feast pizza and several bottles of peroni in, She asked again - “so what was soooo funny when we were driving?” “I just assumed you realised, Kate...” I said “it’s a common dogging spot!” She gasped and put her hand to her mouth in a sort of mock surprise. “I didn’t even think of that!” She said “so people were there, fucking each other?” “Well it was a bit early, I suspect a few people might have been playing. But it livens up around midnight” She glanced at the clock. 11.50pm. “Oh wow, I mean I’ve heard of it but I didn’t really think we’d just drive past it so brazenly” she said, taking a sip of her beer. I noticed her chest and neck just looked ever so slightly pink. She’s embarrassed or excited, or both! “Well, if you find a forest area with a secluded car park, you’ll usually find people having fun! I suggested. “Do you? I mean, do you go? Is that how you know so much?” She asked, leaning forward, waiting with bated breath “I have been once or twice” I admitted She shrieked and howled with laughter, calling me a dirty bastard but laughing all the way. Throughout the night, and into the early hours we drank, played catch-up on our lives. Kate mentioned she hadn’t had sex in almost a year! We have that kind of relationship. But the conversation kept being pulled back to that dogging spot, she was fascinated. And the more she drank, the more she asked about it. The more she asked about it, the more she seemed to get excited. I saw her squirm a few times on her cushion, sure that her pussy was aching! We called it a night at around 2.30am, I showed her to the guest room and left her to get some sleep. I was horny as hell, so I crawled into bed, grabbed my cock and started to slowly wank. My thoughts were drawn to dogging, and how fun it would be to take Kate. Would she like it? Would she just watch? Or would she join in? I’ve never thought of her as a naughty sort, but I was sure she was getting wet talking about it. I had visions of her, on her knees servicing 2 or 3 guys at once. Hands and mouth full of cock, someone reaching around to slide a hand under her dress and feel how soaking she was. It was too much. With one final pump of my hand, I shot ribbons of cum all over my stomach and chest. The next morning, I suggested a drive out to a little country pub and a walk through the forest. Kate was keen so we set off around 2pm and headed to The King’s Head. I purposely took the route past the dogging spot and slowed ominously. She laughed. Before she knew it, I’d turned into the opening and we were sat in the car park. “What are you doing?!” She said “people might be fucking!” “Not now they won’t. It’s a nighttime activity mainly. This is a great car park for us, the pub is just a mile down this bridleway” And off we set, she was looking around manically in a mix of excitement and nervousness. I knew I had a chance here. A short walk later and we were at the pub. A nice cold cider each, and they were running a bbq in the garden. Kate was dressed in a shortish summer dress, pumps and that was about it. She looked lovely. She definitely drew some admiring glances from guys as she walked past. Throwing caution to the wind, we both started drinking again. “We’ll grab a taxi home” I said, as I drained my third cider. Day turned to evening, and evening to night. We’d been in the pub for hours and we were suitably drunk. Not hammered, but sensibly buzzed! “We’ll have to go grab some bits from the car” I said, then we can get a taxi. “Don’t panic” I said, sensing her worry about a night time stroll to the dogging heaven “it’s too early yet for action!” “I wasn’t worried, I’m actually a bit excited!” She replied. Being a little drunk was making her bold. She told me she’d been thinking about it all night and all day. “Do you think we could maybe sit in your car for a bit and just watch what goes on?” She asked a little timidly. “Absolutely!” I replied a little too excitedly and she laughed! “No funny business, Mister!” She said, punching my arm “we’re purely platonic”. I laughed and agreed. I asked her “do you just want to watch? Or do you want to try?” She blushed. “I think just watch, but I have to be honest, the thought of it makes me so horny! I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but last night when I went to bed I had to play with myself to relieve the tension!” She’d gone a positively beetroot shade. “What specifically makes you excited about it?” I probed further “I don’t know. The anonymity of it. The dirty, sleazy nature of it. It’s just so hot! I watched a video on my phone last night in bed and some woman sucked 4 guys off and got fucked!” “Well that happens regularly here, you’ll see!” I explained “Are you sure you want to go? If you feel uncomfortable at any time just say so and we’ll leave, ok?” I said “Ok, thanks. But I’m sure. Let’s do this!” We walked the short distance from pub to car. The car park was empty, so we sat down and I pulled out my phone. I wanted to show Kate some videos of action right here! The first video was a BBW lady named Dawn. Her and her husband come most weekends and she lets almost any guy fuck her five ways from Sunday, and she loves to be filmed. The video showed Dawn posing. Pulling her nipples and then proceeding to suck a big cock from some ginger guy I’d never seen before, or since. But his cock was huge. At least 9 inches and so damn thick! Dawn worked that boy into oblivion until he finally pulled out of her mouth and shot ropes of hot cum all over her tits. Kate was breathing heavily. I could sense her horniness. She was so excited. I swiped to the next video. Dawn again. This time legs spread in the boot of her husband’s 4x4, fucking herself with a huge black rubber cock, whilst 5 guys watched and wanked. Dawn’s husband invited one of the guys over to fuck Dawn. He slipped into her and proceeded to fuck her hard for a few minutes, leaving her with a sticky cream pie! Kate brushed her hair from her face. Her breathing was so heavy. So was visibly excited. And then, a car pulled into the car park. Stopped the engine. And after a moment of darkness, the interior light flicked on. “Ready for a show?” I asked. Kate just nodded...