Extract: Jenny Goes Dogging

There was a small cluster of cars pulled up towards one end of the parking area. Kids here for a beach party, she thought at first.But no. Three of them were family cars, the fourth a Beetle – not the souped-up bangers most teenagers had as their first cars.It was clearly some kind of gathering, though.Intrigued, she kept glancing in their direction as she headed through the dunes.There was definitely something odd about the gathering. Two of the cars had their interior lights on, and that made her realize how quickly dusk had settled.Closer, she stayed among the dunes rather than following the path down through the car park. Settling on her knees at the crest of one dune, she peered through the marram grass.Four or five people were gathered around a silver car, and for a moment she thought there was some kind of confrontation going on.The car was lit up inside, but even so it was hard to see what was going on.Bare flesh, she saw. A man, sitting back with his shirt open. And in his lap... a head bobbed up and down. Lots of blonde hair.There was a woman giving him head, and the people gathered around – four men and a woman – were watching!Had the couple in the car come here for some quiet – perhaps illicit – fun and this group seen what was happening?Jenny kneeled in the sand, wondering what to do. Did they need help? Should she phone the police? But what would she say...?As she pondered this, the woman in the group of onlookers turned and rested her backside on the front of the car, her long white skirt hitched up. One of the men went to her, fumbling at his trousers, and then he was thrusting against her, his bare white buttocks almost luminous in the evening light.One of the other men was masturbating.Jenny watched his fist pumping fast along the length of his shaft.Now she was intensely aware of how close she was to all this.She could see the swollen purple head of the man's dick each time he jerked his fist down his shaft. She could see the tension in the way he stood.He was a wiry man, maybe her age or a little older. His head was tipped back as he wanked and she felt sure that he was going to come at any moment.Standing as he was, his semen would spit out over the couple on the car bonnet, and as if she sensed this, the woman there twisted to face the masturbating man and reached out a hand towards him.Jenny was pressing her thighs together now, clenching and unclenching, the seam of her jeans hard against her clit. She slid a hand down and pressed, rolling her hips so that she ground against her hand.Around at the far side of the car, the other woman had opened a door and was now standing bent over at the waist. Still sucking the man inside, now one of the other men took her from behind, fucking her savagely so that the whole car shook.(continues)

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