You've been at the races all day and it's been such a good day. Brilliant sunshine & 27 degrees makes anything a good day I guess. The fact there are a few good looking men & woman around doesn't hurt either. You see that guy over there and think "gee I wonder if he has a big shiny cock or not" or that cute girl helping out at the corner duty desk with her low cut top, the tops of her firm breasts on display you think "mmmm I'd love to rub my tits against hers as we kiss passionately"
You've been like this all day - horny as hell just eyeing every one off. Earlier when you saw a couple kiss before he headed out for his race she gave his cock a little squeeze through his riding gear, you felt yourself tingle and had a vision of him slamming you from behind while she watches playing with herself.

Races all done now and most people have left but there is that same core group of people that always seem to be hanging around after the event. Your man is onto his 8th beer and getting that "I'm settling in" kind of look about him. You roll your eyes to yourself wishing he'd pay some attention to you instead of drinking beer with his mates. You scan the 10 or so guys he's drinking with, some of them have loaded their bikes up and are changed but those that finished later are just standing around their bikes - some still geared up but a couple of them have shed some riding gear and others are just in boots pants & t shirts etc. Some of the guys he's with though you've not seen before. One guy in particular catches your eye.

"Nice" you think as you look at him sitting on the back of his ute, cold beer in hand. Still with his boots & pants on he has stripped away the protective layers of his upper body and now just sits there in a singlet. You can't help but to notice his arms are what draw your eyes in – he points to a part of the track where something obviously happened earlier in the day and you notice the shape around his arm & shoulder, he looks all strong and solid. Whatever he has said has brought raucous laughter from the group and this snaps your attention to the fact that he's looking right at you. You've been caught and you know it but you can't look away from his gaze. You bight your lip just slightly and fold your arms across the front of you subconsciously pumping your tits up against the top of your shirt. "Who is that guy" you wonder?
You move on and head back towards the canteen, your head awash with dirty thoughts not just of him but of all the hot people you've seen today. You contemplate finding somewhere quiet to bring yourself off but decide not to instead you go into the canteen and have a couple of drinks with "the girls". Three pineapple cruisers later and you really need to pee. As you walk towards the toilets thinking of that golden fluid flowing from you makes you want to cum but again you think nah later. You hit the shared male/female entrance of the toilets, just where it splits and the girls go left and the boys go right you bump head first into someone and start to fall over. As you tumble backwards you realise it's THAT guy, the guy in the singlet. In the split second after bumping into you he reaches for you but he too is off balance and instead grabbing your wrist he starts to fall with you. Completely unintentional (or was it?) you fall to the ground and he falls on top of you....



The dust settles and in amongst both of your apologies and stammering you notice him pushing down on you. He smells so good - a combination of sweat and aftershave - your hands travel up and down his arms, those big arms with the bumps and dips of the muscly shoulders, the smoothness of his bicep and the light soft hairs on his forearms. You can't help but to buck your hips up into him as he tries to get off you. He notices too and lets a little grunt escape his lips as he gets to his feet dragging you up with him. You let the momentum of his strong arms lifting you from the ground to push back into him and land your mouth on his. Your tongue smashing into his surprised mouth he responds to the kiss by letting his hands drop to your ass cheeks. Pulling you into him you raise a little onto your toes to press your body hard against him.

In a volley of kisses and moans into each other's mouth you push him into the boys stall where he falls onto the seat with a thud. You're still standing but bent at the waist you're kissing him and sucking his tongue fumbling with the fly in his Fox riding pants. He reaches down and exposes your tits and roughly manhandles them grunting into your mouth as you drop his zipper and expose his hard cock. You Mmmmm into his mouth and break the kiss as you crouch down and slowly push his cock into your mouth running your tongue over all the little bumps and ridges. He moans and throws his head back, his hands falling to your hair. Not pushing you down but just holding your face and hair softly so you can feel his appreciation as you set the pace. Your hands can feel his balls tighten and you don't want him to cum yet instead you stand up and lift the front of your skirt to expose your glistening pussy. His eyes get big as you straddle him and ease the tip of his cock into your pussy, once that far you drop onto it hard so it engulfs you and fills you with his hot cock. You both groan in pleasure and you realise that other than those first few apologies you've not spoken a word to each other so you lean in and hoarsely whisper in his ear "does that feel good boy?" "Does my pussy feel good on your hot throbbing cock"? His only response is to grab you by the hips and thrust himself into you; he claws at your shirt popping every press stud all the way top to bottom so your braless tits fall out for him to smother his face into. His hands on your ass tickling your back door as you bounce from the base to the tip of his cock you feel yourself start to cum. The day's frustration is just too much and you feel all dizzy as his cock doesn't slow but just keeps pounding pounding into your pussy. Your wave starts to come down but as you begin to relax your full bladder kicks in and before you know it piss is gushing out of you onto him running down over his balls and that's just way too much for him he grunts into your ear that he's cumming and you feel his cock pop from your pussy resting against the front of you cum starts to squirt. His cock is pulsing against your clit and your piss stream is being pushed back against you sending a new wave of orgasm over you.

He slumps and grunts and groans, you feel the wave come down and lean back looking down at the scene of his now softening cock against your clit, swirls of his cum on your front and the definite smell and feel of piss all over both of you. You raise his head and meet his lips, this kiss is slower and more deliberate, a thank you both to him and from him. As you climb from his lap you ask him "you going to the next round?" "Huh? Yeah..." he responds
"Maybe I'll see you there..."

And you walk off leaving him there.