I recently enjoyed my first dogging session.  I am in my late forties and recently divorced, my husband found a younger model.  I enjoy sex but towards the end of my marriage, my fingers were my friend.

I am not in bad shape, and decided that I no longer wanted to be in a relationship, I would just have casual sex when I needed it.  It's not as easy as it sounds, I'm a bit too old for clubbing.  I have pulled a couple of times, got myself fucked, but the experiences were far from satisfactory.  A colleague suggested dating sites and recommended Swinging Heaven.

I visited the site and started reading the stories, some of them really got me going, particularly the dogging stories.  But I was concerned about going by myself, found not one story of a woman going it alone.  On the other hand I didn't want to be inhibited by a partner.  Eventually, I plucked up courage to visit a site listed in SH and quite close to where I work.  But during the day, just as a recce.

It was not easy to locate, it was alongside a main road, which had been straightened.  The old road was not signposted as a layby and had been left as access to farmers fields.  It was screened from the main road by mature, and neglected, hedges.  Obviously it was known to regular travellers, there were several cars parked.  I drove slowly by.  In each car was a man on his own, some were eating sandwiches.  It was the perfect place for a quiet (ish) lunch break, no HGVs, no dog walkers and no doggers, just business travellers taking a break.

I drove away, a plan was forming.  I was sure that it was the right place, but the stories made no mention of the time of day.  Perhaps it was evenings only?

The next fine day, I called in sick and instead, headed for the place.  It was late morning, a bit early for a lunch break.  The layby, or whatever it was, was empty.  I parked on the drivers side, got out, spread an old bath towel on the front passenger seat and sat on it.  I pushed the seat right back and before reclining it, reached over to lock the doors and open the windows on the passenger side.  Then I reclined the seat.

I had worn a loose summer dress, buttoned all the way down.  Beneath it, just holdup stockings.  For a few seconds, I enjoyed the feeling of the sun and the light breeze on my bare breasts.  I felt very horny, at least I would have my first ever wank in a public place.

I raised my right leg, placed my left hand in my groin, and used the middle finger of the right, to stroke my pussy.  No, scrub that.  That's what the old me would have said, the new me does't have a cat, she has a cunt.  I stroked my cunt, my very wet cunt.  Thank goodness I brought a towel.

I was just finding a rhythm, when I heard a car enter the layby.  I instinctively removed my hand and tried to cover my tits, but then remembered that I was there to be seen.  I carried on stroking.  The car drove slowly by.  Because I was now on the passenger side, I had a clear view of the driver.  He did a double-take.  He stopped in front of me and reversed closer.  I heard him get out.

My heart was pounding.  I pretended my eyes closed, but I was wearing sunglasses anyway, I saw him approach.  He  cleared his throat.  I opened my eyes and smiled.  He was probably around forty and quite attractive.  He was in shirtsleeves and was wearing a tie.  Probably a rep, perfect, my target audience.  I kept on rubbing.  He watched for perhaps less than a minute, then cleared his throat again and said;

"May I touch?"

I nodded.  He put his left hand through the window and gently cupped my right tit, thumbing the very stiff nipple.  He seemed to realise that in this position  he couldnt see my hand, busy between my thighs.  He moved to the rear passenger window and tried again with his right hand.  Now he could see me wanking, through the front passenger window.  But unless he was a left-hander, he couldn't play with himself.

I now had two fingers of my left hand pushed up my cunt and was strumming my clit with the middle finger of my right.  I was very close to orgasm, but another vehicle drove past and spoiled the moment.  The vehicle was a small delivery van.  The driver soon joined us.  He was younger, in his twenties.  And not as polite.

"Fuckin' 'ell mate!"

He breathed.  Then without asking for permission, put his left hand through the window, pushed my hand aside and replaced it with his own.  He hooked two fingers into my cunt and rubbed my clit with his thumb.  I licked my juices from my fingers.

"Fuckin' 'ell she's wet"

He said.  With his right hand, he freed his cock and began to wank, coming very quickly.  We were joined by a third man who saw what was happened  fished out his cock and joined the party.  Van man came, removed his hand and walked away, adjusting his clothing as he went.  Number three moved closer, but made no attempt to touch me, I did it myself.  He just watched and wanked.

I became aware of somebody on the other side of the car and looked across.  It was a couple.  Where had they come from?  I hadn't heard a car.  They watched for a few seconds then the woman leaned closer and said something to the man.  He nodded, his eyes glued to what was happening in the car.  The woman found his cock and began to wank him.

Number three and the newcomer ejaculated almost together, I heard number three grunt as he came, then the newcomer's spunk spurted onto the still closed driver's window. My body lifted from the seat as my own orgasm hit.  And then there was one.  Tit mauler removed his hand.  I looked up at him and said;

"Are you going to wank off?"

He shook his head and said;

"I'll save it for my wife, but I'll been thinking of you, thanks for the show, you were fantastic."

I got myself organised and walked round to the drivers side.  There was spunk on both sides, an unexpected bonus, one that would need washing off.  I drove home.  I was feeling unbelievably horny, longing to be fucked, but with the prospect only of a dildo.  The first thing I did was take a shower.  A total strangers fingers had been inside me, I paid extra attention to that bit  bringing myself off again in the process.  I had a late lunch, then washed the car, all the time thinking of what I had just done.

I went to bed early and rubbed myself raw thinking about it.  Three men had ejaculated there and then, another could be fucking his wife at this very moment, thinking of me.

Will I do again?  Oh yes.

Will I go further, wanking strangers, perhaps sucking their cocks, even fucking them?  More than likely.

Would I do in the dark?  I'm not too sure about that, but if needs must…