Dare to Dog - KC and Joel

Joel and KC howled in laughter.

They were still in a great mood as they walked down the high street a couple hours later. It was exciting; neither of them had done it before.

"I can't wait to see you banging some bird," KC said, her arm wrapped around Joel's waist.

"I can't wait to see you blowing some bloke," Joel retorted, playing her alliteration game.

"Maybe we can get someone to watch us," KC said. She had a thing for being watched. She constantly told Joel that she wanted Rich to watch them have sex and have a wank. Rich had always refused, but she pressed him anyway.

"Everyone wants to watch you," Joel said. "Especially that fine tiny little bubble butt of yours." He slapped it, and she squealed.

"Oh yes, daddy," she gushed. "I'm gonna be a bad girl! So naughty!"

"You better be," Joel growled in mock sternness. "Otherwise you'll be getting a spanking for nothing." He swatted her bottom again.

KC giggled. She hadn't had the horn this bad since Rich had first caught them shagging on the kitchen table. Come to think of it, he'd always eaten standing up ever since then. Funny how she hadn't realized that until now.

Her exhibitionism surprised Joel, but no one was more shocked than she was. When Rich had come in through the door and locked eyes with KC that first time, she came so hard she nearly blacked out for a moment.

The memory of that first time helped prime her pump even more. It flashed through her head in high definition, every moment captured in a pristine recollection of both visuals and tactile sensations. As she walked towards the park she reflected upon that event that changed everything.

Rich's entrance on that fateful day should have caused her to run and hide. She should have been embarrassed - and perhaps she was. Growing up she had been tormented by other children, especially when the acne started to claim permanent territory on her face. Kids can be cruel. One of the "cool" girls warned that she'd never get laid. "It'd be like trying to fuck a pizza," she'd said.

She thought Joel was unique, that he was special because he could see through the scars and her flat chest and her skinny body and there was no way she would leave him... but no one else would want her. She was convinced of it. At least, she was until Rich came in that fateful night.

She couldn't help herself, and she looked straight as his cock underneath his trousers. She watched the bulge expand in the space of three heartbeats. He was hard as fuck. Because of her!

That's when her entire body completely detached itself from her brain. It was on autopilot, and she was merely an observer as the orgasm exploded out from somewhere undefinable inside of her.

Rich excused himself, but KC called after him. "No, don't go, please!" He paused and looked at her, and then scanned her body. She came again. And again. And kept on coming until he finally retreated into his bedroom in embarrassment.

"And that's how we knew she was multiorgasmic, your honour," Joel would later joke.

It hadn't happened again, though. At least, not until she pulled out Joel's cock and started sucking him when Rich was home. She hoped he would catch them in the act, and when he did she shuddered in orgasm with Joel's dick in her mouth. She hadn't even touched herself. It just happened.

That is how she found out she loved being watched.

Joel had changed everything. He hadn't just seen through the scars; he'd not even seen them at all. He'd taught her how to show off her natural assets rather than focusing on her flaws, and she'd flourished under his attention. Until she met him, she would never have been so bold.

Like a fawn molting off its juvenile coat, the shy girl that had once been had finally given way to the beast within.

Returning her mind to the present, KC wrapped her arms around Joel's waist. "You think anyone's gonna be there?"

Joel chuckled. "If not, we'll just have to make good use of the time on our own, won't we?"

Her eyes sparkled. "Wanna have a go right now?" she teased.

Joel slipped his hand further down her back and reached under her miniskirt. It barely came down to the lower curves of her bubble butt. He knew she wasn't wearing any underwear, but it was still a thrill to be able to reach underneath her and feel her wetness.

He looked around, knowing full well that English CCTV was everywhere. Still, he pretended they were alone and unobserved on their walk.

"KC's cunt crave cock?" he asked.

"Practically panting at Joel's perfect prick pounding my pussy," she replied, playing along.

"Does dainty debutante dare to dick-dive?"

KC reached across and petted the front of Joel's track bottoms. He wasn't hard yet, but she knew he was growing.

She moaned softly. "Totally tempting time to taste terrific..." she paused, trying to find a sexy word that started with T. "Ah, fuck it."

She pulled the elastic away from his stomach and his semi-erect penis dropped out. Like her, he hadn't bothered with any underwear and was freely accessible. She was shorter than he was by quite a bit so she didn't have to bend far, but walking became impossible.

They stopped so that she could take his cock in her mouth and she could taste the freshly showered skin. She enjoyed that taste and naturally got absorbed in trying to make him fully erect.

They were standing under the street lamp so that anyone could see, and Joel knew that was no accident. As soon as he'd met KC, he knew she was a lioness trapped in a cage. She was always making jokes about getting caught or being watched, and sometimes would make a move in the most conspicuous manner without even thinking about it.

Behind them, he heard a bus approach and he pulled her off. It was instinctive more than any real modesty. She stood up, watching the bus pass. There were only a few passengers that she could see, and no one was paying attention to them. She giggled, and released the elastic so that it snapped back to his skin with an audible crack.

In response, he unceremoniously goosed her under her skirt. She squealed again. "Ah! That tickles!"

They resumed walking, both hornier than ever. The closer they got to the park, the more giddy she became. Ahead, they saw the bus that just passed them pull up to the park's stop. The street lamps were spaced too far apart to see who got off, but the bus didn't stay still very long before it was in motion again.

"You think?" KC asked.

Joel understood what she was asking. "Oh yeah," he said. "It's some middle-aged mum out for a hot night in the park."

KC giggled again. Wouldn't it be funny if the person actually was coming out dogging? She slipped her arm inside of Joel's and kept moving.

"Yeah," KC said. "She's going to be craving your cock."

Joel chuckled. "Absolutely," he joked. "They all want my wee willy winky." He attempted a Scottish accent, which sent KC into fits.

She raised her arm to show off her forearm with a clenched fist. "My kind of 'wee willy', isn't it?" she teased.

Joel reached over to open her hand a little but still keep the fingers touching. "There ya go, love," he said. "I'm uncircumcised, aren't I?"

KC laughed. Joel nodded his head off the pavement and into the woods, and she stepped onto the grass with a bounce in her step. Her energy was always enthusiastic and contagious. As they approached the tree line, they couldn't help but look around to see if there were any witnesses.

The woman from the bus was now close enough to make eye contact, and she froze like a deer in headlights. She wasn't exactly conspicuous and her mannerisms screamed, "caught!" KC and Joel couldn't help but smile in camaraderie with the stranger - after all, they were caught doing the same thing, weren't they?

"Oh my god," KC whispered. "You were right!"

Joel laughed at the irony. "I know, right?" he whispered back. "I was only joking!"

They worked their way through the underbrush. KC lead the way, pulling Joel by the hand. She couldn't wait to get started. She'd been waiting for this moment for what seemed like ages, and it never occurred to her that they could be entering into an empty clearing or that there may be dodgy characters.

Being quite a bit taller than KC, he found himself avoiding the branches that were coming at him fast and furious. By sheer dumb luck KC's height - or lack of it - allowed her to plow ahead unscathed.

"I see something!" she hissed. "Let's go!"

She pulled harder, but Joel's cautious approach to avoiding branches and tree roots prevented her from moving any faster. It was like holding onto the lead of an overanxious dog who was looking forward to playing with the others in the dog park, she was so single-minded.

The soft orange glow through the bushes led them to the edge of a clearing. KC stopped and stood just in the shadow of several large trees, watching the scene laid out before her. Joel came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her tiny frame.

"It's just like the videos!" KC whispered.

A few meters away a woman was kneeling on a blanket with a couple of portable electric lanterns providing the dim illumination. She had two blokes on either side of her, and she was taking turns popping their hard dicks in her mouth. She was aggressive and in complete control.

"I think I found my new hero, didn't I?" KC snickered.

She reached behind her and found Joel's hardness. Without looking, she fumbled for access and found it. The desire to have him in her hands was overpowering. She needed to share in this woman's enthusiastic playtime.

Joel was harder than she'd felt in a long time. He tightened his embrace as she stroked him. His long smooth cock gave her plenty of room to play with, and she was able to press him against one bum cheek while still playing with the head and most of the shaft.

At that moment, the woman from the bus stepped through the brush and almost collided with them. She stopped short abruptly, but was so close she almost ran straight into KC's hand.

They both turned their heads to look at her, but didn't move. KC giggled at the surprised look on the woman's face. She looked like she'd never seen one before. She felt a surge of pride in her man; maybe she'd never seen one that big before.

The woman turned her head to watch the show on the blanket in front of them, and KC did the same. To her, she seemed like a woman possessed. It gave her a thrill to see someone so engrossed in an I don't give a rat's arse what anyone thinks display. Her tits were hanging out, jiggling as she slurped and sucked.

KC needed Joel inside her. She wanted to watch the woman on the blanket and get fucked, just like what they did with porn but better. Joel would bend her over so that she could watch videos on her laptop and imagine she was there. But she was here. In person.

Joel was thinking the same thing. "Bend over," he said.

KC smiled. They were always on the same wavelength. It was almost scary how they always seemed to be sharing the same brain. She giggled at the thought.

"Okay," KC said, glancing back at him. She saw that the bus woman hadn't moved, and a wicked idea struck her.

"Here," KC said to the woman, angling Joel's cock so that it would touch her thigh. KC expected the woman to flinch and recoil. She did flinch, but instead of reflexively moving away, she pushed into KC's hand and Joel's dick.

The woman slowly reached for Joel's cock and take it from KC. She had a slack look on her face, mesmerised by what she was doing. There was something raw and vulnerable in the woman, who was probably ten years older than KC or maybe even a little more.

Something in KC shifted gears. She suddenly felt sorry for the woman, but she didn't know why. Giving Joel's cock to her suddenly seemed more like a gift than a meaningless sexual act. She had taken Joel's penis tentatively, almost delicately, but he was so hard and excited that it didn't take long for her to begin to play with him in a more assertive manner.

Joel loved it. The woman's hand was bigger than KC's, but that was no surprise. His girl was tiny, and even this woman's average build seemed to make her like a giant in comparison. The woman squeezed and stroked with increasing confidence, experience and novelty bringing new sensations into his body.

The woman looked straight at KC. It was almost as if he wasn't even there. Once KC had passed over his dick, they had created some sort of bond.

"I've never done this before," she said. Her voice was hoarse and throaty. Joel could hear her lust building. He stared at the woman's chest, wonderful mounds of curves and flesh that made his jaw ache to taste.

"Neither have we!" KC giggled.

KC was nearly the perfect partner. Sexy as fuck, horny as fuck, and playful as fuck. The one thing that KC didn't have, though, was breasts. Joel, though, was definitely a breast man and was completely infatuated with the woman's breasts. As she stroked him, he imagined exploding all over her chest.

KC bent over and hiked up her skirt. The girl had a gorgeous, beautiful behind and normally Joel couldn't take his eyes off of it when he fucked her. This time, though, he was unable to tear his eyes away from the woman's glorious tits. He happened to glance up at her face and realized that she had a similar expression as she looked down at his dick in her hand.

"Well?" KC asked, amused at the woman's infatuation. She was bent over and ready to accept Joel inside her.

The woman looked like she was waking from a dream. "Hmmm?" she asked.

KC grinned. Joel's dick had a way of distracting women, apparently. "Are you going to put him in me, or what?" she teased. As if to emphasize the point, she wiggled her bottom.

The woman looked confused at first, and then a little embarrassed. She adjusted Joel's dick to aim for KC's body, but got the angle a little too high. KC jumped.

"A little lower, love," KC said. "We'll save that hole for later." She giggled again.

The woman fumbled a little lower, and KC began to feel Joel's head begin to find it's correct place. Her tight pussy lips were soaked with arousal, and he naturally found the familiar entrance and instinctively began to push forward.

Glorious relief flooded through KC. "Yes," she hissed. Her voice was smooth and husky. "Right there."

The woman held on to Joel's cock as he sank into his partner, but her attention was redirected towards the other woman on the blanket. Her hand began to be compressed between Joel's hips and KC's ass, but she didn't even seem to notice. Even when Joel pressed all the way in, the woman's hand was captured tightly between them. She was still fascinated with the other woman on the blanket, though.

Joel withdrew and the bus woman absentmindedly moved her hand. While she was looking at the scene in front of them, he was staring at her breasts and KC was staring at the leaves and dirt on the ground.

KC wanted to watch the woman on the blanket, too, but Joel was picking up his pace and pushing her forward and down. She didn't mind. She'd be able to see soon enough. Right now, though, she was finally getting stuffed like she had been wanting all day.

She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks open to give him better access. She knew he loved when she did that. She didn't understand why, but for some reason Joel got even more excited when he had full view of her arsehole. This time, though, she got a thrill knowing that the woman from the bus was staring straight as her little pucker while Joel's shaft disappeared and reappeared just below.

Wait, how much could the woman see in the dark? Oh well, it didn't really matter. She loved the feeling of the extra stretch in any case.

Joel's long thick cock seemed extra hard and even longer than usual. He must have been more excited than he was letting on. He picked up speed until he was jackhammering away at her body. He was splitting her insides with each thrust. She felt her muscles spread and then collapse back around him as he withdrew, but it seemed to happen so fast that she couldn't keep up with her own internal feelings.

There was a mad rush in her ears. She felt like she were moments away from from losing her balance, as if he was simply going to push her forward until she fell. She reached down towards the ground with her fingertips just in case, but he was fucking her so hard that her arms simply swayed back and forth like a rag doll.

This was what she loved about being fucked by Joel. When he got like this, there was nothing she could do about it. She was a plaything, bouncing around on his dick completely detached from gravity. He was a skinny bloke, but incredibly strong. He held onto her hips so that she wouldn't move, keeping her in place but not letting her find purchase with either her hands or her feet. She felt as if she were floating.

Floating and fucking. It was raw, animalistic, and passionate. He obviously had been holding onto some pent-up sexual frustration and was letting himself indulge. The fact that they had an audience must have really affected him.

It was then that KC noticed that they didn't have an audience. When had the woman left? She lifted her head and saw that the scene had changed. Somehow she had been so lost in her own delirium that she hadn't noticed that people had moved around. The woman on the blanket had a new bloke she was sucking, and the woman from the bus was now standing in front of a guy off to the side at the edge of the clearing.

Were they... talking?

KC tried to keep her head up to watch the woman, but it was too difficult with Joel pounding away at her. Without warning, Joel suddenly ran his hands down from her hips to the back of her knees and picked her up into the air and impaled her all the way to the root of his shaft.

She sat on his dick, suspended in air, his long shaft pushing towards the front of her vaginal walls. Right onto her g-spot. He'd only done this a few times before, but each time she loved it. This is what it felt like to be truly taken.

He'd once told her that this way he could have the most control while still holding her close. Sure enough, she felt pressed tightly against his back as he kept her airborne, his arms underneath her thighs and spreading her open for the whole world to see. It was intoxicating to be so wanton. It was everything her exhibitionist side could ever want.

But no one was watching.

Her arousal checked. She hadn't even realized how much she wanted people to watch her come. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she had held onto that image as a prize worth capturing. She could feel Joel get harder than stone, and new he was moments away from flooding her insides. Usually that's all it would take for her to explode as well, joining him in the release.

Not this time.

This time, at this moment, she wanted an audience. She needed an audience. Instead, she was the observer, the voyeur. She watched the woman from the bus get on her knees and fish out her new partner's cock and start going to town. From the look on his face, she had some pretty major talent.

KC turned her gaze to the woman on the blanket. She had two cocks in her hands, like before, her first guy standing off to the side and stroking his soft cock and trying to get it hard again. She was aggressively mouth-fucking one guy, which seemed to be her general method. He didn't look like he was enjoying it nearly as much.

She felt a pang of envy. Here she was, her legs spread open, Joel's hard long cock pounding so hard his balls slapped up against her clit. It had to be a beautiful sight, but no one was watching.

It was then that she realized that she had stopped them from entering the clearing in the first place. They had stayed out of sight from the moment they had arrived. If only she had taken one... step... more.