EXPOSURE 1

Moving back a bit from my first extra marital sex, my out-of-door pic trick with my husband go back to 2008 really, but I never was never knowingly caught out or ‘ seen'by anybody, or so I believed. At the prison term, we had developed a reciprocal ‘ looking after'family relationship with a married couple with a son and daughter of standardised ages as our sons - 3 doors away and by mutual understanding we had set into move an understanding where amongst other fourth dimension, but essentially on weekend good afternoon we'd feeling after their children and the adjacent day they'd look after our two. Saturday or Sunday good afternoon was fast becoming the only quality time David and I had together. Sometimes we had to get family unit stuff done, but once a month we'd have a recollective base on balls in our topical anaesthetic park.

Our ‘ play area'was almost proper on our doorsill, although we continued to get to the inverse and much placid side of meat of the park. From our new theatre you could walk or round along a itinerary over a bridge crossing a master motor duel carriageway and canal ; along a path and into the chief parkland, a total of about three poop of a mile, but very open with houses to walk yesteryear etc.

The park in fact a nature reserve about 5 to 6 miles long by 3 or more encompassing ; it has a fairly large lake/pond in the center. At the promote end from the lake the demesne rises up about 400 feet and from the top of the Benny Hill you have a panoramic scene across the valley. Most people head from the half a 12 car parks around the edges of the Reserve, then walk or cycle towards the pond. There are legion paths and tracks all around for pedal bike, footer etc. The pitcher's mound at the northern end is thicker with Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and less frequented by people, as it is the uttermost degree from the pond, the car park here is less used and that is where we usually park.

Our game started its evolution towards the end of summertime 2008, when we'd been on our own for a walk in the above expanse and ended up having sex in the woods, and he had stripped me completely - which in fact meant he took off my shorts, panties, bra and tiny top. I hadn't had sex like that since I was a teenager and it was exciting.

The next time two workweek later, we were both looking forward to it again and at his petition I wore this diminutive jean skirt, ( specifically purchased days earlier ) ; No panty and a armored combat vehicle top, with wedge heeled sandals. After we'd had sex and rested, he'd teased me by grabbing my dame and top and making me tail him –whilst I was still starker's ! This lasted for maybe 5 or 6 minutes at the end of which we were both make for sex again. On our way back to the car he got me to do respective affair which in my sexual richly I went along with, first root for my skirt up eminent so it was like a bash around my waist, then he had me pull my top down so one breast was bared, then both hanging freely in the gentle wind. We walked along with me like that for minutes, I felt rather queasy but excited at my State of picture, a fact borne out by my rock'n'roll knockout nipples.

We did this once more in what was left of that summer. I was ‘ dressed'exactly as previously, no underwear and with my denim annulus, a top where I could pull in one or both knocker out of masking. On our outset trip, I had ‘ bared'one and then both breasts for brusque menstruum as we walked. When we got to the quieter section he dared me to take my top right off completely for one minute, I did so, and we walked on but maybe 4 maybe 5 minutes passed with me still exposed like that and he turned and kissed me feeling my already firmly nipple, I felt him tug at the skirt zip and didn't protest in the slightest as it fell to my invertebrate foot - cerebration we'd have sex right there, but he turned and walked on, he was now holding my skirt and top, I was starkers !.

Naturally I followed - now raw and feeling deliciously naughty, acutely aware of how ‘ wet'I was. I followed him along the itinerary shield by trees and chaparral heavy with leave, till maybe 5 minutes later he stepped onto a panoptic well used raceway. I was about to tentatively trace him out when he held up his hired hand, I stopped. First 2 son on bikes then 2 more flashed by him heading down the J. J. Hill at speed, I was like a rabbit caught in headlamp, I couldn't move. They were gone in barely a second, but a glance to their left would have seen me in all my nimbus, because I was literally 3 feet and maybe 2 seconds from stepping onto that track The intimate surge I felt was tremendous. Seconds later in deep undergrowth Saint David and I were at it like rabbits. When we got our breath back, St. David said he was impressed that I hadn't put my arm and hands over my chest and twat, when the boys went past. I didn't like to admit that it never even crossed my judgment it was so straightaway.

We both realised another couple of endorsement of walking and I'd a have been right on the rail as they cycled down, He asked ‘ But if they had seen you and stopped, what then ?'‘ wellspring they'd have got a real eyeful of me, but seeing you there would have put them off'I said. ‘ Supposing I was a bit further on and they didn't see me ’. I saw my hubby was getting hard again. In a year's time I'd have given him a different reply, that day I said I'd run. Of course I still hadn't had any extra marital sex at this point. What did happen was I had some very erotic masturbatory climaxes on my own thinking of what I would have got let those lads do, having caught me like that.

That was the finally one of that summer, by start of October it was too cold to play anymore. So we stopped our activity on the parkland and did some stuff in pubs ; eating place and film with nude but for my genu richly kicking and my extra coating, which was a mid- thigh beige raincoat, Later on he'd dared me to cut the clit off it, so now it was only held together by me having my manpower in the sack or a belt tied around my waist.

The spring of 2009 started really early and it was affectionate enough for me to hold to play our game again at the end of March. I was coming to the point of where I wanted to be caught out ! I was almost relishing a repeat of my finis sojourn, coupled with my new sexual exemption, my masturbatory fantasy centring around me being caught naked out in the woods was quite developed. By now in bed David and I had colluded on my sexual masturbation of being caught out naked, but I knew the construct of me having sex with a stranger was a vast turn of events on for him and I'd been climaxing on that musical theme for calendar month with him and on my own.

David was now so definitely wishing to see me entrance and more, he was now taking tracks into the less dim parts and where there were people. As summer became quick in May, my garb changed to a human knee length slim down summer clothes with a few buttons on the front and a pair of ankle boots. The wearing apparel itself was pretty yellow and blueish, David had me cut off 5 of the eight buttons on the front - one push button was just below my breast line, another on my hip line, and one spirit level with my snatch. Standing still, I just about calculate seemly although the dip on my bosom was pretty drastic, but the lose weight material easily pulled to one side to leave one or both breast exposed. When I walked with the last-place button unfastened, the doll parted to the hip button, very easily showing my now permanently trimmed pussy, if I undid the bottom two buttons the skirt would flow behind me ; walking with all three push undone the dress hung off my shoulder fully open all the way as I walked.

One afternoon, I was ‘ dressed'for our secret plan and St. David took our 2 male child into the house of our friends whilst I waited in the car, being a warn day the car windowpane were down. Suddenly from behind me, Andrew the husband appeared pace behind our car, I'd almost forgotten my commonwealth and there he was hands on the door sill his point almost in the car. I felt my solid body flush in sexual fervor, my pussy virtually leaked. I had no mind what I was showing him ( I couldn't look down ). He later told me that when I turned to face him my all justly tit was uncovered and it was so nice, more so when he noticed my labia was also showing.

That afternoon I was just so horny, when we got to our special topographic point David led me to a small clearing, where he had me dislocate off the apparel and then he tied my script behind a Tree which he backed me up to. He then did the same to my legs around my mortise joint. He played with me for a little while increasing my arousal, then walked off leaving me there. As he stepped back onto the cartroad, he said ‘ see you back at the car, then'and was gone."OMG !"Surely he didn't really mean that.

But then he left - well not quite, he told me this was his forfeit, to try to struggle free and get back to the car. I couldn't believe it, yes, we'd discussed me getting back all the way to the car naked, it had been an idea kicked around as we drove abode. I expected he would hang around to see if I freed myself. I tried but the branches were chaffing the book binding of my pegleg, arms and back. I knew I could get liberal, but how long would it adopt ?, how far away was David ?

I waited patiently and still aroused, was he watching me ?, would somebody base on balls by and see me ? I was 20 cubic yard from a wide, well used track, I was reasonably surrounded by Dubya in wax folio, but there was what seemed like a huge gap right in presence of me to that course. I started to try to work my hands justify and succeeded after some minutes, just as I did so, I heard a cough, then I saw the head of an elderly man coming along the raceway. My heart was racing, my ankles weren't freed, I had to stay there as still as possible. I watched his dog pass on pass the gap then he did, luckily the cartroad was angled slightly away from my gap, had he derive the other way he would have seen me - no doubtfulness about it.

I freed my articulatio talocruralis quite quickly, then realised that David had walked off holding my dress. I moved to the gap, the older guy was now 60 or so yards from me. But he was going the way I needed to go to get back to the car. It was now getting quite late - about 6pm- and although it would still be visible light for hr yet as it was mid-June, I knew I had to be active. I stepped onto the running and started walking, the guy was 100yards away now, but within 5 minutes I had halved that distance. My affection was hammering. I still had plenty of shrubbery around to dodge into, but sometimes it's not so easy to oppose that fasting, he might turn around faster than I could move away. I was trying not to look at him, in case he ‘ felt my oculus on the back of his drumhead ’. In spite or because of my predicament I realised I was still very aroused.

A few more minutes and I was getting too close, he was 30 yards away from me and now the shrubbery was giving way to young pine and Silver birch trees, with short or no cover for me. I had to duck behind a large bush and plot of land my future motility, I was wondering if David was watching to see what I'd do. I'd not been there 10 seconds when first three, than another two bikes went hurtling along the path the same charge as I needed to go, I wondered if they had seen me at all, they didn't even pause as they flashed by.

I crouched there realising what a specialise escape I'd just had. Suddenly I was like a balloon with any air in it, deflated. I didn't have the face to walk across the remaining aloofness to the car the country was panoptic open with Pine and silver birth tree with trunks of lupus erythematosus girth than a telegraph pole and no veridical vegetation around. Eventually my married man gave up waiting, saying next week we'd do it all over again.



I don't know why I had assumed that no one else had seen me flashing and exposing my body the few clock time we did it in 2009/11 but yes I had been seen and slowly they came to light. Anyway the next time he tied me up became a whole new episode.

Andrew, is the husband of the match with whom we had the mutual"babe sitting religious service ”. Andy and his wife were both about the same age as me.

He made his pass at me during a birthday party they invited us in Sep 2009. He admitted to me in his preamble that he'd seen my simple pussy a twain of times when I dropped our sons off with them, even before that day when he caught me in the car, and had followed me and Saint David a few metre after that and had watched my antics out on the park a few times.

Andy told me about the first time he glimpsed me one day earlier in the summer, as I brought the son over he was in the garden as I swung my legs out of the car he saw that I was naked under my light pelage, apart from my articulatio genus high boots. He said the coat was gapping all the way down the battlefront ( Because David had dared me to move out all its clit and was from then on only held by a belt ) but I'd opened my thighs as I got out of the car and given him a wide on pussy view for about 5-6 minute. Leaving the boys with his wife, he'd followed our car to the car car park and then spent about 90 instant watching us or rather me, walking naked and giving my husband a blow job and later on fucking me over up against a tree diagram. After that he knew where to bewitch us every prison term we dropped the boys off. I was in no dubiousness that I had flashed him unnamed to myself, as he was cognizant that I was shaven around my pussy lips but with a patch above. And of row there was the day he waylaid me in the car.

That confession was probably the solitary matter about him that turned me on, as he told me he had run his hand up my thigh to substantiate that under my short dress I was wearing an capable crotch pair of leotards and he found my puss very wet. Wet, enough for a ‘ quicky'there and then, and I even undid my dress held by only one push and slipped it off completely as I didn't want a grease on it, underneath was only those tights. After that, for a time with almost each week sex also we did some daring sex acts within his house with his wife and kids around - like blowing him in the kitchen - a straightaway nookie in the bathroom, he loved me to go over there in just my boots and coating.

I had told Jacques Louis David about Andy and told Andy it was okay with David that he was fucking me etc., and Andy became another guy with whom we had a threesome and with who Saint David had watched me in action.

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When I was 15 I used to flow out with 2 boys who were neighbours, I hadn't had sex properly at this decimal point, but my start actual experience was one afternoon, out in local woodland they both sorta held me on the basis and freed my boob and pulled my panties down and palpate me up. I didn't really sputter as I liked it. In the next three calendar week we experimented with mostly oral sex and fingering - they were my first nose candy job ; but also because on the first day my mother had thrown a fit over the Department of State of my clothes, I often undressed for them in the Sir Henry Wood, I also let them tied me up against Tree and play with me. I pretended not to like it but I did and they knew it. Then one afternoon they steaked me out on the ground legs and implements of war wide apart and took play to fuck me. I realised that it was inevitable, but they didn't use condoms and I wasn't on the tablet, it felt nice. A couple of time I felt indisputable we were being watched, but the boy were too busy and I felt a bit paranoid after a couple of times.

I had taken to going to converge up with the boys in just a skirt and top, because my skillful underwear was getting ruined, and in turn they had started leaving my clothes further away from where we ‘ played'and started leaving me whilst I was still tied up, having to get rid ( not too difficult ) and grab my wearing apparel ; but what they didn't realised and neither did I really was that being tied up outdoors was sexually stimulating me. The afternoon of my low gear stake out and their first penetrated sex with me, they ran off leaving me, I had just got both hands free when this guy came up. I'd been right about someone watching. I have no thought how old he was maybe 40 + but at 15 everyone over 20 is old. Anyway he entered me and fucked me properly with a big hammer, I actually felt him cum in me. When he pulled out he got me to breastfeed him till he came off.

He told me if I told anyone he had pictures of me and the boys and we'd all be in for it. I wasn't going to say anything anyway. The adjacent day I couldn't postponement for the boy to finish up and go, I made no effort to free myself and my new lover took me again. He was my secret, all that summertime ( till it got too cold ) 4 or 5 clip a week he'd seed and do me, mostly whilst I was still tied up. So that's probably where I got my liking for outdoor sex, in thralldom and so on. Oh after that summer, I never saw that man again and I'd moved onto a swain by 16 ( and was on the lozenge ) .