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Have you ever quite literally been caught with your pants down?\u00a0 It has happened to me more than once and fortunately I have managed to bluff my way out of all but one occasion, when there was no doubt about what our onlooker had just witnessed.\u00a0 Here are some encounters I can remember clearly, others may come to me in time and I will tell you about them at a later date.<\/p>\n
The first time it happened when I was sat astride my boyfriend in his car down a lonely lovers lane.\u00a0 Or at least that’s what we thought it was at first.\u00a0 It turned out that there were several cars around which we hadn’t noticed amongst the trees.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We were in the throws of passion with me doing my best reverse cowgirl when there was a tap on the windowpane.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00\u00a0 Here is the full story<\/a>.\u00a0 It made for a most unusual night.\u00a0 Nobody made any reference as to why we were down an unlit country lane late in the evening.\u00a0 Surreal really!<\/p>\n On the second occasion I was at my boyfriend’s house whilst his parents were out.\u00a0 I can’t remember where they had gone but they were away for the night.\u00a0 Their house was a bungalow and Carl’s bedroom was at the rear far end of the property.\u00a0 The house had a long rear garden with mature trees and a path which led to the gate at the end.\u00a0 The gate opened on to a bridle path, which was rarely used.<\/p>\n This was useful for making an escape from early arriving parents.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00\u00a0 On this particular warm and balmy evening we were in his room listening to music with the windows open and the voile curtains occasionally wafting in the warm breeze.<\/p>\n One thing led to another and we both ended up naked on top of the bed.\u00a0 Carl’s cock was hard and I had lost my inhibitions with the help of the alcohol we consumed earlier.\u00a0 I threw my right leg over him and lowered myself down on to his erection.\u00a0 He was quite a large guy in more ways than one and it was hard for me to take him all.\u00a0 Practice makes perfect.\u00a0 LOL<\/p>\n When my insides and most of my internal organs had adjusted to accommodate his more than adequate length I began to move slowly up and down his shaft.\u00a0 I remember concentrating so hard on taking him in that I drooled on to his chin through not swallowing.\u00a0 I can picture him looking up and laughing at me even now.<\/p>\n Within minutes I had stretched to fit and was bobbing quite happily up and down on his erection.\u00a0 The wind was blowing the curtains slightly open every now and then which helped to cool our hot bodies.\u00a0 I came as quietly as I could aware that the window was open and he pinched my nipples as I bucked on his cock.<\/p>\n “Chew!” came the sound.\u00a0 I looked at Carl and he looked quizzically at me.\u00a0 Without a word I raised myself off his now softening cock and made my way to the window, where I thought the noise had come from.\u00a0 I pulled back the curtain and I nearly jumped out of my skin and let out a brief scream as I spotted Barry, Chris’ friend about a foot away from the window.<\/p>\n It was quite obvious that he had decided to come over the back way to see Carl and then to his delight found us fucking in Chris’ room.\u00a0 I didn’t know quite what to say I was embarrassed.\u00a0 I told Chris that Barry was outside.\u00a0 We quickly got dressed.\u00a0 It was so funny at the same time as being one of the most embarrassing moments of my life.\u00a0 We were jumping around the bedroom trying to put get our jeans on like a comedy duo.<\/p>\n To this day I have never asked Barry what he saw.\u00a0 I’m too afraid that the answer would be “everything!”<\/p>\n In my early twenties I saved up enough money to go to Scotland for a week with my fella.\u00a0 John was a keen fisherman and I am sorry to say that I stupidly played second fiddle to his tackle.\u00a0 Hehehe.\u00a0 I’m not quite sure why I agreed to go knowing that we would be spending the whole week fishing.\u00a0 But hey, love makes you do strange things.<\/p>\n We were lucky to pick one of the best weeks to go up to Scotland too.\u00a0 The weather was constantly hot and we were able to fish every day.\u00a0 Goody, goody.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00\u00a0 He used to sit rod in hand whilst I used to search for mine in his trousers.\u00a0 LOL<\/p>\n One afternoon the weather was blissfully hot and we were on the banks of the river Anon in the middle of nowhere.\u00a0 Nobody else in sight, not even the sound of a car.\u00a0 Mind you it had taken us a while to trek from the car through some woodland and down the embankment.\u00a0 Time and effort well invested.<\/p>\n I managed to undo his flies and coax his cock out of his jeans.\u00a0 This is how keen a fisherman he was.\u00a0 I actually got down in front of his seat and began to suck him off whilst he held on to his rod changing glances from his float bobbing up and down to my head doing the same on his erection.<\/p>\n Eventually he got so hard that he had to relieve himself.\u00a0 He put down his rod and I slipped my panties off casting them to the side.\u00a0 I found a patch of soft grass and lay back with my legs spread in readiness for him.\u00a0 He pushed his jeans and pants down to below his knees and knelt in between my legs stroking his cock at the same time.<\/p>\n He placed his hands either side of me and I reached down to guide him inside me.\u00a0 As I did so a voice could be heard over the other side of the riverbank.\u00a0 He pushed himself up and started to pull up his trousers and pants.\u00a0 Just in time.\u00a0 Two guys came walking up the embankment on the other side of the river, rods in hand.<\/p>\n I think we were lucky and didn’t get spotted on that occasion.\u00a0 And to my delight he didn’t feel like fishing there after that encounter.\u00a0 So it wasn’t all bad was it?<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Have you ever quite literally been caught with your pants down?\u00a0 It has happened to me more than once and fortunately I have managed to bluff my way out of … Read 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