Track Tramp

The inside of the track was reserved for people like us who came in RVs
or with tents and camped out there the entire weekend. It was only
Friday afternoon but things were already in full swing. The race was
going on outside the track, but no one seemed to be watching. We
walked through. All around us people were going wild. The sun was
setting, the air was getting cooler, but it didn’t seem to put a damper
on the party mood. Pete and I paused where a large group of people was
gathered. The crowd parted slightly, allowing us a view of a wild orgy
going on. Three men and four women were rolling around, fucking
wildly. I felt Pete’s hand on my ass, squeezing lightly, and I got
instantly wet. It was so arousing to see people just getting off like
that.

As the night went on, things got even wilder. Women were walking
around topless. I had never seen so many bouncing tits in my entire
life - big, small, firm, soft. It was like Mardi Gras, except women
were giving away fondles for free. After I got comfortable, Pete
talked me into taking my shirt off, and I got even wetter from the
looks and grabs I was getting. One guy even stopped me to suck on my
tits! I really got into it, sticking my chest out, wiggling my ass
under my cut-offs.

We were standing by one of the fences, watching a woman who was on her
knees, deep-throating about the biggest cock I had ever seen, when I
felt Pete’s hand sliding between my thighs. He worked his finger under
my cutoffs and then my panties.. He fingered my soft, spongy cunt for
a moment and then pushed my hair aside, kissing my neck. “You’re so
wet,” he whispered in my ear, sliding his finger deep into my pussy. I
moaned, grabbing his thighs and leaning back against him. His hard-on
pressed between my ass cheeks, throbbing insistently.

Pete kept fingering me, and my eyes were closed as I moaned, feeling
him kiss down to my shoulders and then back up my neck. I felt his
other hand moving up to my tits, squeezing softly, pinching my nipples.
I pressed back against him, harder, sliding slightly up and down,
feeling his erection gliding along my ass. He fingered me more rapidly
and I groaned aloud as I came, my cunt squeezing his fingers, juices
trickling down my thighs, my cutoffs soaked.

“Open your eyes,” Pete whispered. I did, and saw that the woman had
finished blowing the guy and was wiping his cum off her face with her
hand. The group of people was now watching us. I got uptight for a
minute, and then Pete started stroking my clit. “Just relax, and go
with it.”

So I went with it. I turned around, bent over and slid down my
cutoffs, to the cheers and whistles of the crowd. I wiggled my ass a
little, spread my legs and showed off my cunt. Pete was grinning,
dropping his pants, and stroking his cock. On my way back up, I licked
his dick from root to tip, making my tongue as long as possible. The
crowd hooted and hollered again.

“Let’s fuck,” I said, grinning at Pete and kissing him on the lips. We
moved into the center of the circle, people hooting and calling all
around us. I was blushing, but I was also wetter than I had ever been.
I had never done anything like this before, but it was a real turn-on
to have all these people watching us.

Pete lay on his back, his stiff cock waving in the air, and I slid down
onto it, feeling his hot rod deep inside me. When I was fully impaled
on his cock, another raucous cheer went up from the crowd. Pete
grabbed my hips and I started bouncing up and down on his dick. My
tits were jiggling, Pete was groaning, and the crowd was going wild. I
couldn’t stop coming, and I could hear my cunt squishing wetly as I
slid along his pole.

“I’m gonna come,” Pete moaned, provoking another howl from the crowd.
I pulled off his dick and stroked it a few times, my hand sliding over
my own juices. Pete groaned and his load shot high up into the air as
the crowd roared their approval. Both of us were coated with grass and
cum, and we kissed each other, grabbing our clothes and heading back to
our RV. I couldn’t wait to do it again.