Dogging with Izzy Chapter Three

Izzy gets fucked and used during our third Dogging outing.

After several attempts to try and catch another lone dogger at the beauty spot car park, Izzy, my twenty-three-year-old girlfriend and I, finally struck lucky one Sunday night. We never set out to become doggers, or to build ourselves up to this truly defining moment, it just happened that way.

The first time came off the back of Izzy revealing it was her fantasy to have sex in a car, while strangers gathered around and watched us. It didn't quite go like that, however. I picked her up from a night out with her friends, and not knowing what to expect, we drove to the dogging location.

There, we found a man, a much older man. Izzy slipped a blindfold on and essentially let a complete stranger grope her curvaceous body. He fingered her to orgasm then cum all over her big tits, leaving her wanting more. It was an intoxicating experience, so we returned and found two guys this time.

Just like the first guy, they delighted in groping her body and fingering her pussy. Blindfolded once again, Izzy pushed her boundaries even further, sucking two cocks as one of the men fingered her senseless. They also got to fuck her tits before the three of us splattered her chest with cum.

For our third outing, Izzy wanted there to be only one dogger again, so she could explore beyond our wildest imaginations. Blindfolded, of course. Not being able to see heightened her arousal and suppressed her embarrassment, she'd confessed to me. But she also didn't want the strangers faces to be engrained in her memory forever.

As her boyfriend, her protector, a young man with a desire of his own to share his girlfriend, I embraced both Izzy and her fantasies. Although my fantasies were pretty much identical to hers, dogging wasn't how I imagined sharing her, nor having her blindfolded. But I understood her needs.

Izzy is such a sweet person, a full-figured brunette with long hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a big pair of juicy, ripe melons. She's not shy or timid, and if you saw her normally, you'd never suspect she was into this kind of behaviour. That's not to say we weren't nervous, because we were. The possibility of something going wrong always weighed heavily on my mind.

She sat beside me in the passenger seat, her 'infamous' white blouse unbuttoned just enough to reveal a hint of braless cleavage. Her short, black skirt rode high on her thighs, while her feet tapped her black, high heels together in the footwell. She was nervous alright, but she was also excited.

When we arrived, the car park was empty, except for a single car. My heart raced as I pulled up near it, and Izzy's hands started fidgeting. I killed the engine and lights, my eyes peering through my window at the other car. The man was looking back at me, but it was too dark to see his features.

"Any second thoughts?" I asked, glancing at my girlfriend.

"Nope," she giggled, opening the glovebox, taking out the blindfold. "You?"

"Do you not even want to know what he looks like, first?" I worried a little. "I mean, what if he's ancient or seriously obese?"

"I trust you to decide if he's suitable or not," she smirked, leaning over to kiss me.

We shared a sensual kiss for a few moments, her post-shower scent arousing me. I could smell her perfume, her shampoo and conditioner, taste the mint on her breath. Yet, I knew the next time I'd kiss her, would be when the stranger in the car beside us had finished having his wicked way with her.

"Here goes nothing," Izzy giggled once more, climbing into the backseat.

Her skirt hitched, exposing her soft cheeks. I gave them a playful tap then waited for her to get settled. I watched her in the rear-view mirror, slipping the blindfold on over her eyes. It sure made her look vulnerable and sexy, especially when she pushed her long, wavy, brown hair behind her shoulders.

"I'm ready," she exhaled nervously, as if reality had finally dawned on her.

"I'll go and meet him, check him out first," I said. "I'll tell him the rules and then... I guess we'll go from there."

"Ok, but don't leave me in here alone for too long," she replied, her body trembling now.

"Just try to relax," I told her. "I won't be long."

I stepped out of the car, the breeze slapping me in the face. The man in the other car watched me get out then followed suit. He looked to be in his early forties, but completely different to the other guys we'd met. He was lean with a shaven head, not in a thuggish way, but he was still intimidating.

"Hey," I said to him, trying to sound casual.

"Hey," he replied, extending his hand. "I'm Lee. Is that your girl in there?"

Pleasantly surprised, I accepted his handshake, relieved to find that his voice and demeanour were both friendlier than he looked.

"Yeah," I nodded, glancing at the back of my car as I let go of his firm grip. "I'm Rob, by the way, and her names Isobel, or Izzy as everyone calls her."

"Nice to meet you. I was getting ready to leave before you showed up," he said, slipping his hands inside his jacket pockets. "So... uh... what's the plan? What are you both looking for?" he asked curiously.

I took a deep breath before explaining the situation. His eyes widened, clearly taken aback by what I was saying my girlfriend wanted to do, but he soon smiled when he realised what was being offered to him.

"She's brave," he chuckled. "But you're not one of those guys who forces his woman into it, are you?"

"No," I chuckled, shaking my head.

"No offence, Rob, but you don't mind if I ask her myself, do you?"

"Of course not," I replied, stepping aside. To be honest, I welcomed his cautiousness.

Lee approached the car and peered into the back. "Fuck, mate!" he gasped at me. "She's beautiful. "But I have to check with her too."

"It's fine, you can ask her," I said, following behind him.

He opened the door slowly, resting an arm across the top of it, and a hand on the roof as he dipped his head. "Hey there, Izzy. I'm Lee. Your boyfriend tells me you want some company on the backseat. Is that right?"

"He's just checking that you're ok with this, babe," I piped up, hoping my voice would keep her calm.

God, she looked so hot and sexy, sat there blindfolded, her legs together, her hands in her lap. Lee couldn't take his eyes off her, off the swell of her round twins stretching the fabric of her blouse, how short her skirt was, waiting for some random guy to grope her.

"I am, indeed," she giggled nervously, turning her head towards the door, her lips painted red, her makeup subtle yet inviting.

"Well, this is different to what I'm used to when I come here, but Izzy, you are gorgeous," he breathed excitedly, grinning from ear to ear like a child on Christmas Day.

Despite this being our third rodeo of sorts, I suddenly felt protective on a different level. The angst I felt, as Lee slid onto the backseat, effected me physically and mentally. Matters weren't helped when he pulled the door closed and started kissing my girlfriend, who melted straight into him.

I opened the drivers door, activating the electrics, then wound the back window down. I didn't give a damn if they got cold. There was no way I was standing outside without being able to hear and watch them. I suddenly felt awkward and uncomfortable.

But as they kissed, my angst gradually turned to arousal again. Lee's hand cupped Izzy's cheek softly, before sliding onto her shoulder, pulling her closer. It was my first time watching her kiss another man. It felt too personal, which made no sense, given what I'd previously witnessed her doing the first and second times we went dogging.

It was like watching two horny strangers in a nightclub, driven by pure lust. They went from exploratory kissing to passionate tonguing. I could hear Lee sighing with desire, while Izzy sighed softly. It was her arousal coming out. It told me there was no stopping this now, not unless I intervened.

But I wasn't going to do anything of the sort. This was our fantasy, Izzy's ultimate fantasy, and I was not going to deny her. Besides, I didn't want to, for the record. What I was witnessing was turning me on. It was raw, it was real, and it was so fucking damn hot. I'd have to persevere with my mixed emotions.

As Izzy's hands clutched Lee's jacket, pulling it down his arms, his hands moved down her body, feeling the curve of her hips before sliding under her blouse. He groaned his appreciation, caressing her big tits as she moaned into his mouth, kissing noisily now.

"You're so fucking sexy," he breathed hoarsely, kissing her neck as he pulled his hands out and removed his jacket.

Izzy tilted her head back. "Are you still there, Rob?" she asked, breathless.

"Yeah, babe," I spoke through the open window, my gaze focussed on Lee unbuttoning her blouse. "Just enjoy it," I gulped, as another man exposed her mounds.

"Yes," she gasped, leaning back. Her skirt hitched again, giving me a glimpse of her shaven pussy. It looked aroused and puffy.

Lee thrust his tongue back inside her mouth, his hands cupping her glorious tits, his thumbs rolling her nipples around. Izzy arched her back into his touch, her moans growing louder. I could see she was seriously aroused, desperate for more, much more.

Reading her responses, Lee lowered his head, capturing one of her teats between his lips. As he sucked hungrily, he brought a hand down and gently put it between her thighs. Izzy sat back in the seat, spreading her legs, groaning like a horny little slut.

Lee moved with her, sucking her other nipple while his fingers felt her warm pussy. "You're soaking," he growled, smearing her wetness as he feasted on her flesh. "I'm gonna make you cum, Izzy, then you can suck my cock. How does that sound?"

"That sounds good," she panted, taking a finger deep inside her wet hole.

Lee turned his body, his eyes locking with mine for a moment. He nodded at me as he fingered my girlfriend on the backseat of my car. She had completely surrendered without hesitation. I nodded back at him, then he returned to sucking Izzy's soft tits.

Once again, I watched another man, a third man, if I'm counting, finger blasting my girlfriend to climax. She quivered in ecstasy in the back of the car, dancing on Lee's hand, her tits jiggling. As her cries left the car, I pulled my pants down and took out my cock.

Izzy became ravenous after her orgasm. Trusting me to keep her safe, to keep an eye out for any cars that might suddenly pull into the beauty spot, she fumbled with Lee's belt. He helped her, chuckling at her eagerness as they worked his jeans and boxers down, revealing a hard, meaty cock, about seven inches, glistening in pre-cum.

Izzy gripped his shaft and began stroking him, her lips finding his again as I squeezed my aching dick. My eyes were glued to my exposed girlfriend giving another man kisses and a firm handjob. The car filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and moaning before she went down on him.

"Oh, fuck..." Lee exhaled, as Izzy enveloped her sweet lips around his cock, taking him into her warm, moist mouth.

No messing about. She worked her hand and mouth in unison, her tongue doing wonders around his swollen head before she took him deeper. Her tits pressed against his thigh as she bobbed her head up and down in his lap, slurping on his length. The blindfold made the scene even hotter.

"Oh, fuck, that's a good blowjob," Lee gasped, his hands tangling in her hair.

Izzy hummed her appreciation at his as he tightened his grip on her hair, guiding her, his hips thrusting upwards. I could see the tension in his body, the look on his face, hear the desperation in his breathing. He was about to cum in her mouth. I stayed quiet, stroking slowly, hoping to last longer.

Sensing it closer than I ever could, Izzy pulled herself off, breathing in the fresh air, her hand still stroking his cock as she swiped her hair aside with her other hand. I froze for a moment, wondering if she still wanted to go all the way with a man she hadn't seen, a man she could only sense and feel.

"Do you have that condom, Rob?" she asked me. My stomach churned and cramped.

"Yes," I croaked, reaching into my pocket.

I stepped up to the door, handing Lee the condom through the open window. He thanked me then tore open the wrapper. I felt a surge of jealousy, heart palpitations, watching him prepare to fuck my girlfriend. He pinched the tip, sheathing his thick meat.

Izzy then straddled him, her pretty, blindfolded face tilted upward, her lips parted, sighing in anticipation. She took control of his latex covered length, moaning as she rubbed the head along her slit a few times. She then slowly lowered her body, forcing them both to exhale deep groans.

"Fuck, that feels tight," Lee gasped, cupping her tits together, causing her nipples to jut out at him. "Ride me, Izzy. Fuck, your pussy feels good," he groaned.

I gripped my cock tightly, swaying on the waves of arousal and adrenaline, my eyes never leaving the backseat of my car. My girlfriend had just impaled herself on another man's erection, and now her hands were on his shoulders, holding onto him.

I experienced more jealousy, watching Lee having the time of his life. I knew how tight Izzy's pussy was, what it felt like to have her inner walls clenching around my cock. But I also got off on watching Izzy fucking someone else, hearing her sighs and groans, her wet pussy as she moved up and down.

Her head fell back again, moaning, as Lee squeezed her tits and sucked on her nipples. I saw his tongue swirling around them, then his lips pulling on them. Her moans grew louder, her body tensing as she neared her climax. I wasn't far from my own release.

"Yes! Yes! I'm gonna cum!" she announced.

"Fuck, yes!" Lee grunted, gripping her hips. "Let it out, Izzy. I wanna feel you coming!"

She rode him harder, her puppies bouncing in his face. I watched, mesmerised, as she went crazy on another man's dick. A few moments later, she cried out, changing her movements as she climaxed. She stopped bouncing and started grinding up and down, panting and pleading her way through it.

When it was over, Lee held her still and kissed her, his cock buried deep inside her pussy, his tongue inside her mouth until she recovered. He then asked her to lay down on the backseat. Looking dazed but happy, Izzy climbed off. I saw the condom was still in tact, moulded to Lee's throbbing length.

Amongst some muttering and soft laughter, they managed to reposition themselves without opening any doors, or without disturbing the blindfold. Izzy made sure it stayed on as she lay across the backseat, her legs in the air. Lee shuffled his jeans halfway down his legs, ready to fuck her again.

He climbed on top of her as I stepped closer to the car, my hand still stroking, my breathing ragged. He entered her effortlessly, claiming her with a few deep thrusts. Izzy clung to his body, instructing him to make her cum again. He didn't let her down, moving his hips faster, driving his cock into her pussy, hard and relentless.

It was animalistic, watching my girlfriend get fucked and used like that, and mind blowing, listening to her harmonious pants of repeated yes's. Lee grunted like a man possessed, a man on a mission to make her climax before shooting his own orgasm.

Izzy's needs were met quickly this time, her body convulsing as she cried out once more, clawing at Lee's back through his t-shirt. He didn't slow down. He kept pounding away, his grunts getting louder the closer he got. I was just glad he was wearing a condom, although part of me wished he wasn't.

It was raw dogging and cuckoldry mixed together, and it fucked me up in the best possible way. Then Lee put the icing on the cake. He suddenly pulled out, quickly removing the condom before he came. He stroked off over Izzy, shooting ropes of cum up her body, some landing on her tits.

She lay there, smiling with her chest rising and falling, welcoming another man's load. Meanwhile, I watched Lee as he covered my girlfriend in his cum. The sight of her then rubbing it into her skin, her body glistening, caused my legs to shake and my balls to explode. That's right, I finally came, shooting my load onto the floor in front of me.

"Thank you, Izzy," Lee breathed, carefully hovering over her cum drenched body to kiss her. "That was fucking awesome."

"No problem," she giggled. I could see she felt a bit embarrassed now.

Lee pulled his jeans up and opened the door, sliding out before closing it again. "Rob..." he began, buckling up, an expression of amazement on his face. "She's a diamond, mate. How often do you come here? I'd love to meet you both again."

"It's our third time," I replied sheepishly, putting myself away.

"Listen, be careful. If too many guys catch wind of Izzy, they'll turn up like a pack of wolves. Let me give you my number. You don't want to be turning up randomly. It's too risky."

I took Lee's number but I didn't give him mine. I never called him either. His advice pretty much summed up the fears I'd ignored the three times Izzy and I went dogging. It was time to quit while we were ahead. But sharing her wasn't over, far from it. We just took a break to figure out which direction our relationship was heading in