Part 3 As I stood on the bridge one leg raised up on the ra..

Part 3

As I stood on the bridge one leg raised up on the railing my hand and fingers playing with my wet pussy. I was dripping my juces down to the stream below when all of a sudden there was another hand on top of mine.

I jumped slightly and looked down, there was someone kneeling between my legs. Where had they come from, they must of snuck across the bride to get so close behind me. But then the stream was quite noisy and I was focused on what my fingers were playing with.

I smiled at him and his hand pushed against mine and started to rub my wet lips. He pushed harder and harder until my fingers slipped inside me and and he moved his hand back and forward over mine he pushed my fingers deeper into me and rubbed against my clit. I was so wet that his hand was now covered in my fluids too. He pulled my hand out and pulled it towards his mouth. Kissing my fingers and licking his lips before he put his head between my legs.

He grabbed both my thighs and pulled himself up towards my wet pink lips. Before I knew it he was kissing and licking around and between, drinking all the juices he could find. Before his tongue found it's way inside. I could feel him exploring every inch of in side me. Making me wetter and wetter as he kept drinking and playing. His hands crept up my thighs as he pulled himself deeper inside me.

Then I felt his fingers pulling my bum cheeks apart and feeling around. Up and down they ran, then one finger found what he was looking for and in it slipped. As he pushed his finger deeper into my bum he pulled himself up and pushed his tounge deeped inside me too. I could feel his finger getting deeper and I was starting to struggle to stand. I was so wet and the feelings were getting so strong I was close to orgasm and it was hard to stay standing.

He realised this and pulled his finger out and before I could take a second to breathe he was stood behind me pulling me over to the railings and pushing me over the with one hand on my shoulders and the other hand hugged round my body and slipped up in between my dripping lips and started to play again. Then his hand left my sholders and pulled my bum cheeks apart again. This time it was not his finger that slipped inside but his hard large cock.

My thighs slapped against the bridge railings and he wrapped his spare arm round me, pulling me closer so he could get deeper. His free hand wandered down to play with my lips but changed his mine and rammed it inside me with his other finger. Every time he thrust forward he'd pull me in tighter with he's fingers inside my wet pink little cunt. His thumbs slapping against my clit as his balls slapped my ass.

The orgasm came so hard and fast that the only thing keeping me standing was his fingers and cock inside me. As I spasmed and shot juces over his hands and over the bridge to the stream bellow he couldn't control himself either. He rammed himself so deep into me as he filled my ass with his juces that I hit the railings and buckled over them, resting then across my chest they gave me the strength to stay standing.

But as he pulled out and I felt the warm fluids running out of me I could stand no more. As I sunk to the floor I let out a moan as I squirted more juices into the stream. I drifted into a happy daze as I continued to orgasm for a few more minutes. When I opened my eyes and looked round the man was gone. It was like I had dreamed it but my legs were soaked from my juces and as I stood up I felt more of his juces run down my bum. I walked over the bridge and into the stream to clean up.