EXPOSURE 3

Then came - what I termed"The Day ”, ( July 2010 ) It was also just after I'd done a forfeit to spend a whole day at the office in really reduce and curtly summer dress, with no underwear, it had left me horny. I was in"one of those horny mode"that grip me from clock time to time, maybe because the dark before I'd agreed to an freakish dare. It was quite hot. We had been out this summer 3 times with me flashing and so on, but never ‘ apparently'caught out properly.

This week, I was in my push through summer dress and ankle booties ; David and I had agreed in bed the old night that I now needed to number face to aspect with a stranger wearing just my smile, attire fully open or completely off. So I'd agree that I would walk in just my ankle booties for a menses ; I had to act nonchalantly as possible and not cover up but walk on till out of lot. I had to spend a whole 60 minutes as described above ; any cover up would start the clock again. Also if I choose a path where I failed to be seen, I had to pay another forfeit which he'd devise.

We left the car park and walked for ten hour when I slipped off my wearing apparel, he grinned at me"sure ?"I nodded and handed him my dress, he headed in the focal point of the busier orbit, and my heartbeat was racing. After about 20 second of walking nude, we could now find out voices calling etc. David looked at me as if to ask if I wanted my dress back, -- I shook my brain,"another 10 minutes"I said.

"Okay then"he said,"now walk ahead"

I didn't fully take in what he meant, money box I was some 20 yards from him and he hadn't moved. Now I did, he'd talked about doing this as a future stage, letting me get about 50 or 60 yards in front or behind him, no time to grab my skirt or top. My chemical reaction was almost like the first time I handed him my coat, my knees went quite imperfect and the intimate buzz was vast. I think we both knew that I'd be seen sooner or later that day, that thought send off my mamilla to rock-and-roll and I actually felt my snatch dribble.

I walked on quite boldly, I was passing along a reach where there was no asylum of bushes to plunge behind, I was going to have to queer the like well used, wide subject rail that the boy cyclist had rocketed down and nearly seen me. I paused in the center of that track, uphill I could see tree and for maybe 200 yards till the ground fell away, downhill, I could see much further, maybe at least half a mile, I realised I might be able to see anybody, but they might well see me standing naked on the hill. I brazened it out for about 5 minutes till David caught up, he grinned, he's been able to see me all that time. I was shaking, when we moved on.

Several sentence I chose a path that looked well used and the moment ticked away. Then the 10 transactions were up and no-one had come along. David came up to me and felt my kitty-cat, I was positively dripping and he was hard as well. He now led me to a spot where a tree had fallen at some fourth dimension. It was the same spot he'd had me in Light slavery 3 workweek before, but this clock time it was a different position and tree. This three was a big Oak fallen to a 45 % angle at some prison term in the past and it had snapped the truck unmortgaged from the roots.

Without any explanation he had me stand with my rachis on the primary truck, he placed mortise joint cuffs around my ankles and with Mexican valium gap eagled my legs almost as wide as they'd bedcover and with my hips thrust forward by the three branch, I could palpate and see my slit was disperse wide open. He secured each rophy to a neighbour three. My arms were the put behind my back and he had a rope run behind the three motortruck to each wrist manacle.



Producing a curl of Orange rope and he started to put me in breast bondage, quite tight too with my legs and arms pulled painfully apart, he bound my knocker in a material body of"8 ”. I was surprised at this exploitation, as we had only judge thraldom a few clock time in the past. The coloration of my skin was going bright pink, but not regal as I had seen in pictures so my bindings wasn't overly tight. Next he placed a boastfully ‘ clothes peg'on each swollen nipple, it was a painful/pleasure, like a lover who bites a bit too hard. The unhurt thing was a bit new to me, being like this in a public topographic point and in bondage that went further than anything he'd tried at home base.

The position he had chosen was barely 30 grand from the path, and I was helpless, he had tied me more thoroughly than the in conclusion time, but I was excited. I felt trusted I would be seen from the way of life. But then he pulled a black silken blindfold over my head and centre. Things were looking up, this was a new married man. He then knelt and licked my slit for about 5 mo, taking me ever so close to a climax, but not allowing it to arise, finally he place similar clothes clamps to my swollen labia lips. As he said later, there was no doubt whatsoever about how sexually excited I was.

Last time I had managed to get my finger's breadth around the roach on my wrists to unmake them but now each was too far away, I suddenly realised that I might not get free. Now I have no estimation how yearn I was there, at least 20 minutes, maybe 30, before I heard his voice and then him coming towards me. It definitely wasn't my hubby, the vox was ill-humoured and when his script closed over my au naturel boob, I could feel callus's on his workforce.

He was talking to me in a hoarse whisper all the metre and his hand groped me, I didn't know what to say or do. I was immobilize. I don't think I heard a zip, but suddenly his tool was at my vagina and he was in me. I was so wet, and so spread head open by my thraldom roach, even his sizing didn't matter and he was a big guy. He rammed me to the hilt, I gasped. He wasn't wearing a condom. Now he fucked me, squeezing my breasts the clamp popping off, and then he was biting them ; when he saw my reaction was to adjoin his trust, he slapped my knocker quite arduous with his hired hand and I involuntarily groaned in delight.

I came off well before he did. And he knew it. When I felt his spurt into me, I came again. I have noticed that I rarely feel the spurts from bozo, unless I am excessively turned on or he is indeed a substantial cummer.

Such was my position secured to this tree that when he pulled out of me, he was able-bodied to move around and shove his hammer into my mouth, just by pulling my pass over a bit. I made no resistance and sucked him till he was hard again, at the Saami time he fingered my pussy and clitoris, his callus's feeling real nice on my engorged clitoris. By now I had long since forgotten to wonder where my married man was, my thoughts consumed by my rape lust. I had assumed that I was at any moment about to receive a mouthful of cum juice ; I was set eagre and ready.

But No ! He now pulled out of my mouth rock hard, and moved away - Had someone else come along ? - What was happening, I wanted more !

I felt my mortise joint being released from the roofy, one then the other one. I felt his cock enter me again, this fourth dimension with my legs over his articulatio humeri, giving him wide-cut total penetration. He thrust into me a few times then gripping my arse boldness he pulled out the side by side thrust was unexpected. He penetrated my rectum with one full push eased by the considerable juice ; it almost took my breathing time away. I wasn't an anal retentive Virgin, but he was a big guy and most lovers had brown holed me with some lube. This was my first'natural'anal fuck and this guy's cock felt big and meaty.

Some women enjoy an anal retentive fuck, provided the guy knows what he is doing and keeps the action at law going without drying up. I am one of them ; or rather I was from this day, it was a awful pleasure. My premature pecker had no idea compared with my present fan ; it was as good as my vaginal shag. His thumbs continued working on my labia and clitoris, but not gently as when I sucked him, now he pulled and stretched them, the stimulus swell than his easy probing. I have always been cognisant that at the height of sexual climax, I become very vocal and loud, this good afternoon I was desperately trying to keep back my vocals to sigh and moan.

My anal piece of tail lasted thirster than the offset one, maybe 15 or more minutes and the energy expended had freed the Mexican valium binding my men at some point about 10 minutes in. It was me who put deal around his cervix and pulled him forward and kissed him. Long gruelling and recondite. He tasted of bad breathing space, ail and worse. I didn't brain at all. I came off maybe 3 clock time. This time I didn't feel him spurt, but he pulled out with a plop, softening already.

Our sex finished, I was torn between tearing my subterfuge fold off or leaving it on. I went to remove it and his hand caught mine,"No, lady hold on it on ”.

He had pulled me to my substructure now and kissed me gently. He seemed to eff exactly when to be blue-blooded and when to give a modicum of pain. I was aware that he hadn't redressed himself. He was now telling me how lovely and gorgeous I was. I wanted to know only one thing.

"meet me here again ?"I asked like some love affect teen.

He seemed hesitating and timid. I wanted more of what had happened.

"I'll do whatever you wish ”, a timber of desperation in my voice was obvious even to me.

His men had been gently playing with my breasts, now moved to sacrifice me the merest of a pushed downward, but I knew exactly what he wanted. I sank to me human knee and took his manhood soiled with my own rectal flavour into my mouth. As a lot as the unconstraint of my act thrilled me, it also excited my secret lover as he was hard again within moments. As my mouth had engulfed his unclean stopcock, he had groaned"Oh Yes ”. And yes beloved reviewer he was very soiled.

It may not have been my greatest blowjob to engagement, but it probably wasn't far off. For maybe 20 min I moved his cock in and out of my sassing, sucked along the length, sucked his lump, till his pubis was soaked until finally he groaned and splashed his cum into my mouth. I swallowed it down.

I was exhausted. So was he. After some 5 minutes, I heard him plug his clothes again and he said to me.

"Okay, Lady, if the weather condition's amercement next Sunday, be here, naked, blindfolded and alone ”. I heard him leave.

After 5 minutes I pulled my blindfold off. I still had my picket I couldn't believe the time. David had left me tied up at maybe 3 pm, it was now past 5pm, allowing for me being left there alone for 15 proceedings, time had flown. But I was naked in woods some 2 stat mi from the car. I was surprised Saint David hadn't returned looking for me, just realising that it was the first clock time I'd thought of him in maybe 2 hours.

I looked my body up and down ; surprisingly I wasn't as note or bruised as I feared, the real chaffing was on my wrists and ankles. I started my way back, at this time of day most of the former hoi polloi would let gone home, a chill was gathering in the air. About a mile on my route I saw David walking back, before he saw me. He had my apparel.

I knew he'd go crazy ( in a good way ) if I told him about what had happened, but as I had started back, I wondered if my secret man and what happened had been a set-up by him. Had that been a friend of his ? Had he been watching from near-by ? I decided not to say anything, if he had set it up, he'd be so good of excitement he'd maybe burst if I kept tranquilize. I asked him why he fall back and he said in view of the time, he did think that maybe my predicament was too difficult to break out of. ( he was right )

On seeing me his human face lit up and he handed over my wearing apparel without a fuss. When he asked what had happened, I explained that it took long time for me to break free and then a family line had stopped right in my way of life dwelling, and I'd had to lay waiting for them to polish off. When he looked disappointed at me about that - I explained the children were very vernal. By the time we got back to the car and rest home, I knew he hadn't set me up, there was no way he'd be so chill. My fan was a chance alien .