Simon and Becky Ch. 05

"I'm going to cum now, Becky, open your mouth,"

My warning came only seconds before I did. Just long enough for Becky to open her mouth wide and put her tongue out to catch as much of my cum as she could. Then, with a stifled groan, I climaxed, sending gouts of cum spraying across Becky, who was now frigging frantically.

My first ribbon of cum landed across Becky's nose and forehead, sticking to her hair and running down across her eyelids, and then the second hit her cheek and mouth, covering her teeth and tongue with my cream. I deliberately changed my aim after that, bending slightly forward to aim my cock lower and send spurts across her breasts, coating each nipple in turn. Then, as my balls began to run dry I let the remaining drops dribble across her stomach so that I had covered as much of her body as I could.

Seeing me climax and feeling my spunk spattering down on her triggered Becky's own climax. This time there was no stopping her. She rammed two fingers up hard inside herself as her pelvis jerked and shuddered. Her head thrashed from side to side and she let out a long series of groans that she made no effort to muffle.

By now I was beginning to come down from my climax and I instinctively looked across to see if we had been heard, though I was in little doubt that with Becky's cries still echoing through the wood, our presence must have been betrayed. Sure enough, both of the other couple stopped what they were doing and went rigid, looking nervously around for the source of the noise.

"Come on, Andy. I think someone's been watching us. I thought I heard something once before, but I couldn't be sure. Let's get out of here before the dirty bleeders see anything else." With that the blonde picked up her bag and began to walk hurriedly away, leaving Andy to collect the blanket before looking about him and scurrying after her.

I looked back down at Becky, who had her eyes closed in rapture and was still panting and moaning as her orgasm slowly waned. As she regained control she scooped a blob of cum from above her eye, looked at it for a moment then sexily licked it from her fingers, an almost mystical look on her face.

"Oh, Simon, thank you. That was out of this world. Did I squirt?"

She felt down between her legs and looked rather disappointed to find out that she hadn't.

"Never mind, perhaps next time. Oh God, I love being your cum collector, wank over me again please." She suddenly realised she was speaking in a normal voice and dropped her tone to a whisper, peering in the direction of the opening. "Did they hear us?"

"'Fraid so, I guess we frightened them away. I suppose they didn't want to share."

"Never mind that too. It was worth it just to feel you cum on me." By now Becky was massaging my cum into slickly shining breasts.

"Do you have any tissues?" She looked at me through one eye, as a little blob of cum was trickling over her eyelid, giving her a silly piratical look.

I didn't have any tissues, but I did have an idea. "Wait there I'll get you something."

I ran back to where we had fucked earlier and picked up the little lemon briefs that Becky had left there. Bringing them back with me I passed them to Becky.

"Here, use these; you're not going to wear them again today anyway."

Becky looked at me questioningly. "Why aren't I?"

"Because I don't want you to." She looked both surprised and pleased by that remark and took the briefs to wipe away the cum from her face.

"It's the first time I've used knickers as a face cloth." She commented, able once more to open both eyes. "I'll have to carry a spare pair for next time."

"No need." I said.

"Why not, aren't we going to do it again?" Alarm raced across her face.

"Oh yes, but I won't let you wear knickers afterwards."

She absorbed this as she looked about her for the rest of her clothing.

"You were right about one thing though." I looked at her, waiting for her to enlarge on her remark.

"They wouldn't have wanted to watch us, would they?" She went on without waiting for my reply. "So we'll have to be careful how we set that up."

"Don't worry Beck, I'm working on it!" I turned to pick up one of her shoes, speaking over my shoulder as I did so "Oh, and the next time we have a weekend free. You are going to get your bottom well smacked."