Chapter 38: Neo Dogging?

It was late in the afternoon when he and Leo met me at the cottage where I first met them which had been the venue for several of the sessions he had organised. It was a comfortably hot summer afternoon and it was going to be one of those golden warm scented evenings. Carl seemed in a highly amused state but refused to say what it was he had planned and when I mouthed the query to Leo he gestured that he didn’t know. Carl told us to get into his car and turned and went into the cottage.

“Sorry, Mo!” I haven’t a clue what he has planned.” Leo said swiftly and quietly as Carl disappeared... “If there is anything you don’t like, just say so.”

He quickly took my arm and fell into step alongside me as Carl reappeared. Carl was practically bubbling as he moved onto the other side of me.

Carl was clearly excited by the prospect of the entertainment and burbled on about the fun we were going to have. Leo drove while Carl sat in the back with me giving Leo occasional directions, his left hand under my skirt, massaging the flesh high up on the inside of my thigh but not quite touching the source of the growing heat emanating from my core. At light controlled junction. Leo pulled up on the inside of a line of cars and halted about third in line of the left turning traffic.

Thoroughly roused under his touch, I felt his hand pause and turned my head to the right. Alongside us was one of those big Range Rover type vehicles, the front and rear passengers, a man and a woman, were staring with open-mouthed eagerness down into the car at us. Carl turned to look at them while his hand lifted the front of my skirt above my panties then slid into the waist band and slowly peeled them down, his fingers stroking the slowly exposed skin of my belly. I must admit I laughed at their expressions as the green filter light allowed Leo to move, to be cut off by a gasp of pleasure as he swiftly moved his hand down and buried the middle finger to the first knuckle in my wetness.

Carl laughed and withdrew the digit as the car passed out of sight His hand now stroked my bare belly but became almost absent-minded as he leaned forwards to give a series of directions to Leo.

We left the road onto a wide gravelled track and I briefly saw a Forestry Commission sign showing WC and picnic tables. We travelled possibly half a mile or more before arriving at a large car park liberally dotted with picnic tables and with several cars parked in one corner and we pulled in alongside them. On the grass beyond the cars were four picnic tables one of which had several boxes of beer in cans and a few bottles of my favourite white wine (for that month) in a bucket which I correctly guessed was at least half filled with ice.

There were also a couple of film wrapped trays of food and I giggled as to whether this was to be an orgy or a picnic.

Two men rose from the table as we climbed out of the car and walked towards us. One was small, slim and black, I had a feeling had seen him before but was unsure of the occasion. The other was old but big and muscular despite his pot belly. He leered as he approached me but I held my ground. The two walked around me, each with a hand spread, touching my breasts, my bottom.

I was curious, I was sure they would not be the “entertainment” and I could see that Leo was perplexed as well. Carl had a grin so wide I thought his dead would split. Carl leaned forwards and whispered quietly to the little black man who grinned, nodded and waved his hand towards the trees behind him. I looked in the direction of his wave but saw nothing but the trees,.

Carl turned to me and said “you have to take your clothes off now and then follow the path.”

I looked perplexed,

He looked happy enough to burst. “There are some friends of mine in the woods and I have told them they can have you if they can catch you.”