Cropton Forest (a true story)

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Cropton Forest
Ok same girlfriend
Summer of 1971
we had driven into Cropton forest on the North York Moors
Parked up in a secluded forest glade
Picnic time.
Small blanket etc.
after eating and drinking our passions rose. Jill loved slightly kinky stuff.
She was kneeling on the blanket and I was kneeling behind her
fucking her with a wine bottle we had just emptied.
Suddenly from behind me I heard a noise.
I looked round and from 20 feet away a class of about 25 k**s, aged 13 or so and two teachers walked out of a fire break in the trees.
The teachers froze almost rigid the k**s carried on pouring into
the glade like an avalanche of excitable ants.
I had just sort of frozen and couldn’t believe my eyes.
The girlfriend was still not aware and kept pushing back onto the bottle.
After several seconds she looked round squealed.
Pulled the blanket over her head her ass in the air leaving me kneeling stark naked
with a very slippery bottle in hand.
I threw myself face down in the grass and simply laid there.
After what seemed an age the teachers managed to shepherd the k**s across the clearing and onto the track and slowly away

The k**s, many laughing and shouting some asking each other or the teachers what were they doing.
As things went quiet Jill appeared from under the blanket almost hysterical with laughter.

Needless to say we drove off in the direction away from the school group.



Spunky