Date: Sat, 11 May 2019 15:11:19 +0100
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: Pornographer's Laptop, Dylan's Rat Bike 4

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intended to reflect negatively on their characters. This story is based
around a scenario of a teenager finding an old decrepit discarded
motorcycle in a nearby English leafy country lane and the adventures or
issues which subsequently ensue.

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Pornographers' laptop, Dylan's rat bike 4.

This story continues from Pornographer's laptop.

Richard became overcome with the mother of emotions at seeing the lottery
ticket which he held in his hand win the big one, so much so he became a
mixture of screaming with delight, crying and his whole body spasmed into
uncontrolled gesticulations when I boarded the Countess to be placed into a
powerful hug and planted kisses all over, so much so that the text message
he received telling him which numbers to enter onto his ticket became the
last thing on his mind which in the immediate few moments of euphoria
became a `Who done it mystery.'

The evening was still warm as everyone stripped naked for our swim around
the island at last light, seeing this was Richard's first time at this
distance, thankfully he stayed close by me in the water and it was becoming
evident that he became enchanted by this place and our little group. After
he got out he latched onto Roberta who certainly looked like a mermaid in
the water with her stunning figure with ample breasts and her huge monster
cock & balls package covering her pussy underneath her balls as did both
Dylanne, Justin and Dylan with their lengthy flowing veil like blond manes
in the water.  Rick had the US M67 Puffing Billy warming up a dustbin full
of water for our stirrup pump showers whilst Justin had a large cooking pot
of water heating up on the fire pit for our nightcap mugs of hot soup
before we finally retired for the night as we spent the last few moments
sitting around the warmth of the fire with only our British army hand
towels draped over our bodies talking over old times. In many ways I was
glad to be part of another gathering clan on this island which was well
supported by the elders from the last lot a decade ago.

After the closure of both motorcycle shops, Vivian was seriously hankering
about opening another one and I thought. "Why not?" Both Roberta and I knew
that the Tokyo Spider Corporation had ironed out a few bugs in the original
Lotto cracker having made a few tweaks to the programme although the best
results are gained when their mainframe does it simply because it has all
the world's lotteries loaded into it.  I thought about Bletchley Park's
Colossus computer actually managing to crack both the UK National Lottery
and Auslotto which for an old machine replicating Alan Turing's original
machine certainly did a wonderful job, especially with its old valves,
rotors and really old school wiring and components and now it's just a
museum piece with another secret.

I had a brainstorming session with Vivian whose online raunchy clothing
ebay shop was really doing well sales wise but we picked each other's
brains trying to find the missing pieces. His top sellers were the usual
panties, suspender belts, stockings, see through school uniform blouse
shirts, trousers and skirts but no one was doing nylon tricot regulation
girls netball/gym knickers which I felt would make a useful addition to his
school wear lines which ideally should be made of heavier gauge nylon when
I thought. "Why not also do them in a sheer nylon which exposes their
panties to good effect?"  Another of my thoughts were about leggings for
boys. Lots of girls are now wearing them and in many cases they show their
panties to good effect but the only ones presently available for boys are
running tights or tracksters.  There are lots of transgender teens and
she-males out there who would give their right arms for properly fitting
sheer leggings, especially the boys who love wearing swim briefs, panties
or thongs as underwear and sheer leggings would certainly cater for those
wanting to wear stockings and suspenders underneath. I asked Dylan about
this and he wants to be the first one to wear sheer leggings just like the
girls who attend his school.

Vivian and I agreed that Dylan would certainly be the ideal candidate for
sheer leggings, what with his lengthy blond flowing mane reaching past his
bottom with his B cup girly milky breasts now delivering enough to fill a
half pint beer glass with his inch long huge nipples which has now grown to
the size of wine bottle corks on large puffy breast buds and even with his
white see through bra under his see through white short sleeve blouse shirt
is now seriously tented out by his breasts, he now has to wear a larger
jumper and school blazer added to which his nine inch cock has become even
fatter all thanks to Dylanne's regular ASMR massage techniques and his
sessions on the Noogleberry.

Vivian opened his laptop to check his inventory when he received an email
notifying him that a package he imported has cleared customs which was a
new addition to his stocks having found a company in Australia specializing
in vintage school-wear. His package contained the one thing he wanted to
add to his inventory which was a really old school design of high waisted
swim briefs made of a heavy duty nylon tricot material in the 1950's
regulation schoolboy style popular with ocean swimmers in their bottle
green colour although they are also available in a range of solid
colours. Vivian had certainly done his homework on this one as these swim
briefs will certainly pass for bottle green schoolgirl gym knickers
provided their owners tuck their draw-cords inside their waistbands and the
package also contained a few Trutex replica schoolgirl blouses.  I remember
when I was at school seeing girls from the local secondary school back in
the day walking in line across the park to a hall for their PE lessons
which used to be the local drill hall wearing their Trutex shirts with
their gym knickers, white socks and Woolworths black plimsolls getting a
rock hard cock into the bargain and leaking my pre-cum love juices into my
Australian nylon speedo swimming trunks I bought off another boy's mum who
lives at the local RAF camp which started me on my love for these swimming
trunks despite Vivian having a strong preference for panties, yes they are
no doubt nice and sensual to wear, it's just that they need a fuller gusset
and stronger elastic which is a fundamental flaw which needs to be overcome
to successfully market panties for both boys and men. Thankfully the
relationship tuition now given in secondary schools these days is
instilling that it's now OK to cross dress, wear panties, stockings,
suspenders, leggings, booty shorts, bras and everything else when my mind's
eye visualized bespectacled Dylan on a fine summer's afternoon walking
along the lane where he lives wearing a Trutex shirt tented out by his
breasts with his huge nipples wearing a tie, netball knickers styled swim
briefs which shows off his large package to good effect, white socks on his
hairless legs thanks to him using Immac hair removal cream, plimsolls with
a leather satchel bearing his initials in gold leaf slung over his
shoulder, his long blond hair flowing in the breeze carrying a hockey stick
when he stops, takes out a pack of cigarettes from his satchel with a
cigarette holder and sexily lights it up with a Zippo lighter when I
suggested to Vivian that he really should use him for modeling his wares
from now on.

Meanwhile both Roberta and Richard were snuggled up in Rick's double bed on
board the Countess sensually caressing and kissing each other with tongue
kisses as Richard nursed off her breasts as a prelude to him taking her
huge 10 inch monster cock inside his rear pussy hole, now giving him
withdrawal sensations and leaking his arse juices in readiness for her huge
invading pole which hasn't seen a cock inside him for a while and Roberta's
pole will definitely more than satisfy his lust for a big cock filling his
bowels with a huge load of spunk.

Roberta's snatch was already leaking her juices from her pussy under her
balls scenting Rick's bedroom on board the vessel fuelling his lust when
she guided him across the bed, placed his ankles onto her shoulders and
slowly pushed her huge throbbing leaking pole right inside his tight
fitting hole which thanks to his leaking arse juices didn't require any
lube although she did lube him up with a tingling lube adding to the
wonderful sensations he now experienced as he let out a sigh when she
grabbed a breast and squirted a well aimed jet of breast milk at his
eagerly waiting mouth followed by her other breast eliciting a thank you
from him just before she began thrusting into him.  She started with slow
thrusts gradually building up to giving it to him really hard, so much so
that the 30 ton vessel began to rock slightly in the water sending ripples
from the hull as her huge pole gave him the most amazing prostate massage
making his cock leak like a tap before suddenly unleashing a huge squirt of
spunk flying out of his cock followed by several more well spaced huge
squirts flying out across the bedroom when her vaginal fluids gushed out in
a torrent from her pussy and ran down her inner thighs just as her first
huge gush of spunk flooded into his bowels followed by at least another 20
which poured out past her cock having filled his bowels right out to
overflowing and pouring onto the sheets as Richard screamed loudly in
ecstacy.

They changed positions on the bed falling into a lover's embrace as she
began lovingly nursing him in their afterglows when sleep overcame him yet
in those first moments he still managed to draw a couple of well spaced out
mouthfuls of her precious milk and subconsciously swallowed them leaving
her milk all over his mouth when his sleeping form disengaged from her
breast whilst more of her milk trickled out and onto the sheets as both
their softening cocks leaked their final after leakages on spunk onto the
sheets as they slept like dead men.

Both Dylanne and Dylan were coupled up inside the shelter lying on their
sides with Dylanne thrusting into his rear pussy hole whilst both their
breasts were trickling their precious contents onto their bedding whilst
Dylan's hugely erect 9 inch pole was leaking his pre-cum love juices like a
tap onto the bedding and both their snatches were leaking out their vaginal
fluids when Dylanne built up to a powerful shattering squirting
simultaneous orgasm flooding Dylan's bowels with a monster load of spunk
triggering Dylan to experience a highly intense shattering simultaneous
gushing orgasm with spunk flying out of his cock onto the bedding whilst
breast milk squirted out of both their breasts wetting their bedding when
they went into their afterglows in a sensual embrace and fell asleep.

Justin too was pounding his huge pole into Vivian's rear pussy hole
triggering him to shoot off his load without even touching his cock as he
filled his bowels with a monster load of spunk before they turned around
into a lover's embrace kissing and cuddling each other whilst Justin's
balls brewed up a second load of spunk, this time for me when he slid over
and pushed his monster cock soaked with both his spunk and Vivian's arse
juices right up inside my rear pussy hole.  This time he took longer to cum
and still managed to fill my bowels, after finishing with me he finally
turned his attention to Ellen.

During those 10 years our previous group spent those lovely times on the
island, Justin had totally morphed into a stunningly beautiful shapely
blond haired she-male with lactating breasts and a huge 12 inches of rock
hard cock thicker than a Red bull can which shoots monster loads of spunk
from a huge pair of balls who is now the college's catering manager. He was
instrumental in changing their menu to that which caters for a healthier
lifestyle which also ensures their students are also well nourished for
their competitive sports.  For Ellen to be taking such a monster would be a
real challenge for her tight pussy despite being no stranger to huge
cocks. The one thing Justin does have going for him is a hugely in depth
experience of sex gained since he was 12 far surpassing those a lot older
than him knowing that Ellen would be a cakewalk.  He is very sensual
whenever he's caressing and fondling someone and strongly believes that
nursing relationships should always be included in foreplay as breast milk
is truly the elixir of love and there's nothing better for bonding a pair
of lovers than nursing which both Ellen and the girl's school PE and games
mistress who nursed her son Damian until he was 20 when he left for
university. Both women are very staunch believers in nursing their
offspring right through their teenage years and now Justin is able to give
as good as he's going to get as they began to nurse each other.

The heavenly scents of Ellen's pussy juices had filled the entire interior
of our group shelter by the time Justin slowly began pushing his heavily
leaking cock inside her when she felt the satisfying sensations as a large
gob of his pre-cum love juices flowed into her. He kissed her passionately
followed by taking a good mouthful of her breast milk and giving her a
breast milk tongue kiss then began thrusting gently into her in deference
of the huge size of his cock in her tight fitting pussy thankful that his
heavily leaking pre-cum love juices and her own pussy juices provided the
necessary lubrication for Justin's monster only this time she was about to
experience true hyperspermia owing to Justin's monstrous load.  She began
moaning like a bitch as the intense sensations of sex racked through her as
her first squirting orgasm hit her like an express train flooding Justin's
package with female cum in several gushes whilst her body convulsed
violently.  Justin felt those satisfying sensations in his rear pussy hole
just before his huge cock expanded even larger as his first huge rope of
spunk began traveling up his cock, excited by the intense sensations on his
cock head when the flood gates burst as his first huge gush flooded into
her just as her orgasm peaked with breast milk spraying out of her nipples
and flooding onto his chest as he thrust into her right to his balls then
continued in short thrusts as another two dozen more well spaced out huge
gushes of spunk gushed into her from his powerfully jerking cock when they
finally fell into their sleepy afterglows with his cock still inside her
and shortly fell asleep with her bedding now soaked in their fluids.

Ellen woke up the following morning having slept soundly whilst during the
night the contents of her pussy leaked heavily onto her inner thighs and
her bedding adding to their fluids already there hugely satisfied at having
taken the biggest load of spunk in her entire life which for her son Dylan
would now become a hard act to follow.  With their bodies now caked in
their dried and crusted fluids, they were the first to leave the sanctity
of our group shelter and walked totally naked to the backwater, stepped
onto the diving platform, dived into the water and swam a leisurely breast
stroke around the island.  Having been woken up by their splashes, the rest
of us got up and followed suit catching up with them just as they rounded
the southern tip of the island and every one of us was naked in the water
not giving a damn if any passers by saw us whilst Rick frantically lit both
the US M67 Puffing Billy water heater, stacked the fire pit with wood and
kindling and lit that starting a blazing fire of which we were glad of as
no sooner had we finished our swim, we quickly grabbed our towels, draped
them over our bodies and sat on the logs which encircled the fire.

Once we were warmed up, both Justin and Rick began cooking our breakfasts
on the British army field kitchen during which the Puffing Billy heated up
the water for our stirrup pump showers added to by a large cooking pot also
heating up water on the fire.  After breakfast and showers, Rick and Justin
departed for the college on the Countess to use their industrial sized
laundry facilities to clean everyone's bedding which thankfully was marked
with our names with a black indelible marker. The college is a secondary
boarding grammar school which would certainly require industrial sized
washing and drying facilities for their students' clothes, uniforms, sports
and cadet forces kit which they are well catered for.  The Countess berthed
around midday and everyone reclaimed their nicely laundered bedding, as it
was a Sunday we all started repacking our backpacks apart from the clothes
we were about to wear as we were still in our swimsuits owing to the nice
warm weather when Justin and Rick started preparing our lunch after which
we would be watching the afternoon movie on Rick's large wide screen TV on
board the countess followed by taking down our group shelter and finally
departing.

Dylan sat in Vivian's Ford Mustang as he wanted him for the remainder of
the day for a photo shoot where he'll cook him his evening meal of
curry. Theirs was a busy time shooting loads of photos with him wearing his
entire line of panties, bras, slips, netball/ gym knickers, bustiers,
girdles, swimsuits, see through school uniform items, tiny lycra hipster
boy shorts, stockings and suspenders &c.  Dylan's photogenic skills were
totally natural and with his combination of long flowing blond hair, old
school round Harry potter glasses and a face of pure innocence, he had
found in him an outstanding model who realized that he would definitely go
far as they finally reviewed their afternoons work together when he paid
him handsomely with a lovely surprise for him. Languishing in one of his
boxes forgotten was a sample sent over from Thailand in its clear wrapping
with a copy of the invoice attached. He searched amongst the boxes finding
a white pair of Nylon Truwest swim briefs and from another came a white see
through nylon uplift bra and a shiny black nylon see through mesh
sleeveless top to match the shiny black leggings when he laid them out on
the kitchen table and called Dylan in saying.  "Look what I've got for
you," he entered the kitchen gasping with joy as he caressed the leggings
and couldn't thank him enough when Vivian said.  "Go change and let's look
at you."

Dylan entered the lounge wearing his nice new outfit with his breasts and
especially his huge nipples were obscenely tenting out the sleeveless top
showing every detail of the white see through bra with every detail of his
breasts. The shiny black see through leggings fitted him like a pair of
tights showing his shapely legs to good effect whilst his white swim briefs
were easily seen from a distance tented out by his huge package, especially
when his cock was fully erect, apart from which he could easily pass for a
teenage girl.  Vivian went and searched out a black vest of similar
material which when he tried it on showed a lot of midriff and a tiny lycra
pair of high leg hipster boy shorts to add to his outfit making him
ecstatic at the new additions to his wardrobe but it was those leggings on
his shapely legs which really sealed the deal, after all it's what he
really wanted to wear most of all and he looked absolutely stunning,
certainly enough to attract the attention of teenage boys and those men who
sought out sex with teenagers.  There was one test which Vivian wanted his
young protégé to try entailing a drive to the next town to a
car park by a large thicket of woods. The evening was still light when they
arrived and walked past a red Shelby Cobra before crossing a bridge. This
was Vicky's regular cruising haunt when they met on the bridge, she
recognized him straight away saying.  "My oh my, you look absolutely
stunning especially with your leggings, you'll definitely be having
everyone's cock up your arse if you keep coming here dressed the way you
are."  "You're not so bad yourself, Vivian's just had me for a photo shoot
and he's adding leggings and girls' netball/gym knickers to his stocks."
"Christ, the sight of schoolgirls in netball gear looking like jailbait
around here should really get loads of these old perverts fired up, they'll
all be wanking in their cars because of you, I'll show you around so you'll
know where all the action takes place."

Vicky had came here on her Carrera Vulcan alloy framed mountain bike fitted
with BMX stunt pegs onto the rear wheel's axle, a popular mod at her school
when she positioned herself on the bike then gestured Dylan to stand on the
stunt pegs and hold onto her waist. It was thoroughly exhilarating riding
along the many tracks which criss crossed these woods, this was Vicky's
home turf and she knew every inch of this place including some off the
beaten parts where she wild camped in a large camouflaged military basha
shelter using her partially dismantled bike to support the ends of the
basha and covered with camouflage netting sharing this shelter with many
teenage students from her school in their numerous sleepovers where they
had many undisturbed nights of passion.

Vicky had taken Dylan on a tour of this place but the best was yet to
come. Just before coming up to the bridge they turned right at a track
blocked off by a tree trunk as clearly someone didn't want gay doggers
here. Between them they lifted her bike over the log then remounted
it. After passing a large beech tree the track narrowed with stinging
nettles on both sides, here they walked along the track with Vicky wheeling
her bike to avoid being stung until they arrived at a small copse with an
area shaded by large hawthorn bushes with a lot of standing room when she
leaned her bike against a tree. This area was indeed a wild campers dream,
it was certainly large enough for a few one or two man tents or military
basha shelter sheets but no one ever camped here as this was the top
dogging spot in these woods and sat on an old metal tubular garden chair
was a mature dark haired she-male in her forties dressed in black wearing
black shiny knee high boots, black sheer fully fashioned stockings held up
with a black six strap suspender belt, a shiny black tiny micro skirt with
a black nylon see through blouse seriously tented out by her C or D sized
breasts topped with huge nipples with the waistband of her bright red nylon
gym knickers pulled down stroking her massive 15 inch cock when Vicky
greeted her with. "Hi Marcia."

There was definitely a gothic appearance to Marcia adding to Dylan's
perceived mystery of this woman sporting the biggest cock in his entire
life of a fearsome size which he knew could seriously split him open and
yet his mind guessed rightly that with at least 25 years up on him she
would certainly know how to use it without causing anyone physical harm
adding to the mystery.  She stood up and beckoned Dylan into an embrace
with her monstrously huge cock pressing onto his stomach pointing upwards
and nesting between his breasts with its bulbous head with a gaping piss
slit just inches from his chin when she held his bottom pressing him into
her and began tit fucking him.  Dylan's nipples hardened with the motions
of Marcia's tit fucking exciting his huge protruding nipples on her
breasts, his cock now fully erect straining inside his swim briefs tenting
out his leggings and leaking his pre-cum love juices through the nylon
whilst his leaking pussy was soaking through the gusset of both his swim
briefs and the crotch of his leggings eliciting him to start humping into
her.  It wasn't long before Dylan's erotically teased hard wired nipples
built up to his shattering simultaneous orgasm when his pussy juices
flooded out through both his swim briefs and leggings and trickled down the
inside of his thighs when huge ropes of spunk also flooded out through both
garments in long well spaced out gushes and ran down his thigh as his
breast milk flooded through both his bra and sleeveless top just as Marcia
disengaged from fucking Dylan's tits and quickly began stroking her
monstrously huge cock with both her hands whilst beckoning Vicky to drop
both her boy shorts and panties and start fucking Marcia's rear pussy hole.
Vicky pounded into her like a possessed rapist as she stroked her huge cock
off when she began powerfully squirting out long ropes of spunk like a fire
hose which flew out several feet before landing on the ground. It was her
powerfully clenching rear hole which took Vicky over the edge squirting her
hot load deep within her bowels when they finally disengaged.

Usually when sex between partners finishes at a dogging site is when the
participants leave. This time Marcia dug into her shoulder bag and pulled
out a brass alcohol stove cradled by its crown shaped stand contained
within a stainless steel mug with a lid. She set the stove on the ground,
unscrewed the top containing the rubber seal and lit it. From a water
bottle she poured water to the measure marks stamped into the body of the
mug and whilst waiting for it to boil, she readied her coffee, milk and
sugar sachets. Just before the water boiled, she tipped in the sachets and
stirred the contents before finally passing the mug of coffee to share with
Dylan and Vicky who both thought she was really cool to be stopping and
making coffee, finally she gave them both two milk chocolate digestive
biscuits each. After finally arriving at Vivian's car he asked. "How was
your session with Marcia?"  Dylan replied. "It was brilliant, can we see
her again."  "You sure can as she's coming to the island next week and
wants you both there, oh; by the way, she's also one of the old crowd."

Vivian drove him to his house and Ellen made their cups of British Airways
coffee sweetened with honey and whitened with her breast milk for their
nightcaps when she thanked and complimented Vivian for supplying her son
with his leggings, with all Dylan's clothes encrusted by dried body fluids,
he stripped totally naked and loaded them into the washer drier to be ready
for the morning then sat down on the settee totally naked to finish his
coffee. Finally Vivian left and they went and showered together before
finally getting into a double bed together when she presented her breasts
for his nightcap of warm breast milk slowly stroking his rock hard cock
with her hand whilst he lovingly drank the delicious life sustaining
contents from her breasts which sent him to sleep.

Vivian spent his last waking moments emailing his supplier in Thailand for
see through nylon tricot women's vintage directoir knickers and schoolgirls
regulation bottle green gym/netball knickers attaching both generic photos
and pattern diagrams with his initial order specifying both white and pink
having received loads of enquiries on his website.  After breakfast Dylan
dressed into a pair of nylon Gymflex bottle green schoolgirl gym knickers
with a white see through mesh sleeveless top with his red see through
underwired uplift bra underneath with a small bag slung over his shoulder
containing his house key and his trusty black widow catapult with a few
ball bearings owing to the presence of troublesome stray cats.  He left the
house with the Old English sheepdog on a leash and unleashed him on
entering the woods knowing the dog would soon engage in spectacular chases
with the cats but his real quarry was an old wily tabby tom cat responsible
for siring loads of kittens which he's been wanting to shoot for ages
except this particular cat is as crafty as a fox. That morning the dog did
noisily chase a few cats out of the woods but the old tom cat was nowhere
to be seen.  He finished his walk by combing the dog's coat on the animal
track leading to his house, a process which left loads of dog hairs on the
ground which he left there trusting it to deter the cats from using that
track and returned to the house without having fired a single shot.  Whilst
walking back along the lane, two teenage boys of about 15 riding their
mountain bikes passed him from his front seeing the hot shapely blond
schoolgirl with very prominent breasts walking her dog when their gazes
fixed on Dylan triggering their lustful thoughts although they passed him
quietly, it was the sight of him which screwed with their brains fuelling
their desires for sex in the woods resulting in their rock hard cocks
inside their bike shorts.

Once inside the house, he checked the time knowing that Dylanne was due to
conduct his ASMR massage session and changed into his black nylon Eyeline
swim briefs whilst Ellen brought out the massage table and her Noogleberry
ready for Dylanne to perform her magic on his body.

Dylanne arrived wearing a sheer black nylon Players vest with black skin
tight see through leggings showing off both her red see through bra and
matching nylon swim briefs to good effect, especially with both her breasts
and huge package tenting out both garments whilst Ellen made their mugs of
British Airways coffee sweetened with honey and whitened with Dylan's
breast milk, thanks to taking his supplements with his regular sessions on
her Noogleberry and those special persons who've drank his sweet elixir of
love from his breasts which have brought along his now copious milk supply.
Dylanne lit up three extra king sized joints which the trio smoked whilst
seated in a relaxed conversation before she finally beckoned Dylan onto the
massage table, switched on her CD player which played soft relaxing music,
the first tune of which is played on Soraya's erotic stories youtube
channel which really is a well chosen tune, thank you Soraya.  Once again
Dylanne really worked her magic hands whilst Dylan laid there totally
relaxed with his eyes closed and an angelic contented sleepy expression on
his face.

Just before she fitted the Noogleberry's breast and penis developer vacuum
globes onto his body, she pushed a pre-lubed vibrator into both his front
and rear pussy holes and a Hitachi wand vibrator under his balls, she
operated the suction pumps causing his breasts to almost fill out the large
globes and his huge rock hard cock to almost fill the vacuum developer tube
before turning on the vibrators which gave him a tremendously spectacular
crashing gushing simultaneous orgasm making him wildly convulse and
screaming his head off in ecstasy.

She changed out the breast globes for nipple pump tubes then switched on
both the Noogleberry and the vibrators, this time on a lower setting
enabling him to last longer before he underwent another crashing
simultaneous orgasm which took about 10 minutes.  She gave Dylan a short
break from the Nooglberry session so Ellen could nurse him with her
precious breast milk and put some nourishing liquids back inside him to
prepare for another crashing simultaneous orgasm. This time the Noogleberry
was replaced by a nipple and penis head vibrator adding to the other
vibrators present. These were operated from a console which automatically
adjusted the strength and sequence of all the vibrators which Dylanne set
to a low setting to prolong Dylan's session before his orgasms struck.
After two hours Dylanne finally concluded the session and passed Dylan a
thick chocolate malt milk shake made with his mum's breast milk, double
servings of chocolate ice cream with a generous measure of Canadian maple
syrup to recharge his body.  Ellen thanked her for the session which left
him feeling on top of the world with his energy levels and sex fluids
recharged and he remained wearing only his swim briefs whilst surfing the
internet on his Tokyo Spider laptop and checking for any un-bought items
remaining on his rat bike's shopping list.

The warmth of the morning rose when Dylan decided to take his Diamondback
out for a long ride. He packed his small backpack with some lunch, white
coffee and sugar sachets, a thermal mug with ice cold fruit juice with ice
cubes, a pouch meal, brass alcohol burner with its stand, a pint sized Sigg
water bottle which he clipped onto the bottle cage, a British army nylon
poncho which he uses as a cycling cape, sweatshirt and a small towel
knowing the ride to the dogging site would take about an hour on busy main
roads and through the next town. He donned his bike shorts with a black see
through nylon mesh tee shirt and packed his black see through underwired
bra and his tiny lycra hipster booty shorts in a side pocket of his
backpack knowing he could slink into the undergrowth and put them on and
finally set off for the dogging site where he'll be on his own for the
first time.

Having arrived at the roundabout he entered a track which led to a large
meadow at least a half mile long by about 200 yards wide which opened up to
about a quarter of a mile further down bordered by a few houses when he saw
a likely spot to change into his booty shorts and put on his bra, now seen
clearly through the mesh tee shirt. He rode along a track beside the trees
which finally came to the road from where he saw the car park entrance.  He
rode slowly into the car park which was packed with cars, some of them were
occupied whilst others were empty although Marcia's Shelby Cobra wasn't
here and neither was Vivian's mustang but he did attract the gazes from the
occupants of the other cars. He downshifted the gears just before turning
to cross the bridge when he stopped in the middle and took a swig of ice
cold fruit juice from the thermal mug spending a few moments to see if
anyone came to cross the bridge before setting off and entering the track
on the other side, riding as far as the large beech tree and dismounting to
avoid the stinging nettles on both sides of the narrow track until he
finally arrived under the hawthorn trees, sat down on the chair and waited
to see who would walk up the track, he rolled up a joint then lit it and
inhaled a huge toke.

It wasn't long when he saw two figures approaching, as they got nearer he
saw a shapely large breasted mature sexily dressed woman wearing black tiny
booty shorts with a black see through vest clearly showing that she wasn't
wearing a bra with black stockings and suspenders with the straps fully
exposed below the hem of her tiny booty shorts accompanied by a man in his
twenties wearing a white sleeveless top with bottle green schoolgirl gym
knickers with a white stripe on each side clearly wearing tights and
probably old enough to be her son who he recognized as being the occupants
of a white Dodge Challenger RT car with a personal number plate OA 5599
when it clicked having seen the movie Vanishing point.  They were clearly
surprised to see a bike leaning against a tree and a strange stunning long
blond haired bespectacled girl sat on the chair but it was his sharp eyes
which spotted Dylan's clothes which could only have been supplied by Vivian
which broke the ice when he said.

"Hello, I see the outfit you're wearing is one of Vivian's, you look really
sexy in that garb, my names Damian and you are?"  "Dylan."  "This is my
mum, as you see; we're both a pair of swingers having brought her here as
she's really gagging for a really nice juicy teenage cock up her twat."
Dylan cupped his package which certainly dispels any thoughts of him being
a girl even though he looked like one when his mum embraced him in a hug
and started kissing and fondling him grinding their crotches into each
other feeling the huge iron hard twitching rod inside his booty shorts
rubbing against her pussy leaking his pre-cum love juices through both his
swim briefs and booty shorts onto hers making her pussy juices flow
copiously oozing through the material and down her thighs when she lifted
up his tee shirt seeing his bra which met with her approval tented out by
his huge rock hard nipples when she sucked on one which leaked breast milk
into her mouth then taking a good mouthful from each breast when she
lowered her booty shorts and G string panties then repeated the same with
Dylan gasping in approval as she untied the draw cord of his swim briefs
feeling the huge cock contained within but when she cupped his balls, her
hand became wet with his pussy juices which totally surprised her as she
gasped out.  "You're a hermaphrodite, come on, get that cock inside me
right now."

Dylan wasted no time in sinking his huge cock inside the woman's already
wet pussy giving the most amazing feelings of fullness as she moaned loudly
at the sensations of his invader thrusting deeply inside her whilst Damian
stood there watching and slowly stroking his huge 10 inch leaking pole
dripping his pre-cum love juices onto the ground. Dylan barely lasted about
three minutes when his first simultaneous crashing orgasm hit him as his
vaginal fluids cascaded out from his pussy thoroughly soaking both his
booty shorts and swim briefs whilst huge ropes of spunk gushed deep within
her pussy from his powerfully jerking cock taking her over the edge with a
powerfully satisfying gushing orgasm as his breast milk flooded out through
his tee shirt when they tightly hugged each other as their orgasms subsided
into their afterglows when Damian dropped his gym knickers and lubed up
both his huge cock then Dylan's rear pussy hole. He beckoned him to bend
over resting on the chair and slowly pushed his cock right inside him
quickly discovering that he's certainly no stranger to huge cocks inside
him.  Damian took a slow steady thrusting motion whilst stroking his
nipples through the thin nylon of his sleeveless top but thoughts of
fucking a hermaphrodite overwhelmed him which is indeed a very special and
unforgettable experience fuelling his memories of those times on the island
a decade ago when his balls rapidly churned up a huge load which gushed
deep into Dylan's bowels when he screamed his heart out at the intensity of
his simultaneous orgasms with his cock shooting off like a fire hose, pussy
juices flooding out from his snatch and more breast milk soaking into his
tee shirt.

Both Damian and his mum weren't leaving this place without getting to know
Dylan when he took out his brass alcohol stove and his stainless steel mug
with its lid, unscrewed the lid, lit the stove, poured in a measure of
water, placed the mug on the stove waiting for the water to boil whilst he
sat back down, rolled up and lit another extra king size joint as they
continued their introductions passing the joint around and subsequently
lubricated by sharing the coffee.  It was surprises all round as Damian
lived with his mum about two miles from Dylan's house but what really
sealed the deal was their past connections to the island from a decade age
when Dylan sent Vivian a text saying.  `Guess whose coming to the island
next week and they're old flames?'  Some minutes passed by when the text
message alert went off on Dylan's phone, Vivian's reply said.  `Who have
you gone and hooked up with?' Not wanting to state any names in a text
message, he sent this.  `It's the woman who sells the supplements and her
boy; she wants you to give them a call.'

They arrived at her white Dodge Challenger RT when she opened up the
cavernous luggage space behind the rear passenger seats. Damian removed the
wheels from the bike and set everything down in the luggage space before
beckoning Dylan to sit in the front passenger seat and buckle up. He turned
the key and the big block 440 cubic inch Chrysler V8 engine burst noisily
into life breathing in through its six pack carburettur, he let the engine
tick over for a few moments before selecting first gear and slowly driving
out of the car park and once out on the road he floored the accelerator
pedal with a loud roar emanating from the engine pinning Dylan into his
seat with the sudden acceleration forces and the front end becoming light
as the car raced to the roundabout like a dragster then braked sharply to a
stop as Dylan loudly screamed out a whoo hoo in youthful euphoric joy.

The adventures continue.