EXPOSURE 1

Moving back a bit from my first extra marital sex, my outdoor exposure antics 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 fourth dimension, we had developed a reciprocal ‘ look after'family relationship with a marry couple with a son and daughter of similar ages as our sons - 3 doors away and by common agreement we had set into movement an agreement where amongst former times, but essentially on weekend afternoons we'd flavor after their small fry and the following day they'd look after our two. Saturday or Sunday afternoon was fast becoming the entirely quality time David and I had together. Sometimes we had to get family stuff done, but once a calendar month we'd have a long walk in our topical anesthetic parkland.

Our ‘ swordplay sphere'was almost mightily on our doorstep, although we continued to drive to the contrary and much quieter side of meat of the park. From our new household you could walk or cycle along a path over a bridge crossing a main motor affaire d'honneur carriageway and canal ; along a track and into the main parkland, a total of about three living quarters of a Admiralty mile, but very unfastened with menage to take the air past etc.

The park in fact a nature military reserve about 5 to 6 miles long by 3 or more wide ; it has a fairly great lake/pond in the middle. At the promote end from the lake the country rises up about 400 base and from the top of the mound you have a panoramic view across the valley. Most people head from the half a 12 car parking area around the edges of the military reserve, then walk or cps towards the pond. There are legion track and caterpillar track all around for pedal bikes, walkers etc. The Alfred Hawthorne at the northern end is thicker with tree diagram and less frequented by people, as it is the furthest point 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 summer 2008, when we'd been on our own for a walk in the to a higher place area 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 flyspeck top. I hadn't had sex like that since I was a adolescent and it was exciting.

The following time two week later, we were both looking forward to it again and at his asking I wore this tiny denim skirt, ( specifically purchased days earlier ) ; No panties and a storage tank top, with grinder heeled sandals. After we'd had sex and rested, he'd teased me by grabbing my chick and top and making me tag him –whilst I was still crude's ! This lasted for maybe 5 or 6 minutes at the end of which we were both ready for sex again. On our way back to the car he got me to do several things which in my sexual luxuriously I went along with, first pull my skirt up eminent so it was like a belt around my waist, then he had me pull my top down so one breast was bared, then both hanging freely in the piece of cake. We walked along with me like that for minutes, I felt rather neural but excited at my body politic of exposure, a fact borne out by my rock hard mammilla.

We did this once more in what was left of that summer. I was ‘ dressed'exactly as previously, no underclothing and with my dungaree skirt, a top where I could pull one or both breasts out of cover. On our first trip, I had ‘ bared'one and then both breasts for short full point as we walked. When we got to the quieter share he dared me to rent my top right field off completely for one min, I did so, and we walked on but maybe 4 maybe 5 bit passed with me still exposed like that and he turned and kissed me feeling my already hard mammilla, I felt him tug at the skirt zipper and didn't protestation in the slightest as it fell to my ft - thought we'd have sex rightfield there, but he turned and walked on, he was now holding my chick and top, I was starkers !.

Naturally I followed - now naked and feeling deliciously naughty, acutely aware of how ‘ wet'I was. I followed him along the itinerary shield by Tree and bushes heavy with leaves, till maybe 5 minute later he stepped onto a wide fountainhead used track. I was about to tentatively trace him out when he held up his hand, I stopped. First 2 male child on bikes then 2 Sir Thomas More flashed by him heading down the Benny Hill at speed, I was like a lapin caught in headlights, I couldn't move. They were gone in barely a second, but a glance to their left field would have seen me in all my nimbus, because I was literally 3 feet and maybe 2 seconds from stepping onto that track The sexual surge I felt was enormous. mo later in rich underwood David and I were at it like rabbits. When we got our breath back, David said he was impressed that I hadn't put my arm and hands over my breasts and pussy, when the boys went past. I didn't like to include that it never even crossed my mind it was so quick.

We both realised another twosome of seconds of walking and I'd a have been right on the track as they cycled down, He asked ‘ But if they had seen you and stopped, what then ?'‘ Well they'd have got a tangible 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 husband was getting hard again. In a yr's time I'd have given him a different response, that day I said I'd run. Of course I still hadn't had any extra matrimonial sex at this point. What did hap was I had some very erotic masturbatory climax on my own thinking of what I would deliver let those lads do, having caught me like that.

That was the last 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 ; eatery and cinema with naked but for my knee high-pitched boots and my special coating, which was a mid- second joint beige raincoat, Later on he'd dared me to cut the buttons off it, so now it was only held together by me having my hands in the sac or a belt tied around my waist.

The spring of 2009 started really early and it was warm enough for me to agree to play our game again at the end of borderland. I was coming to the percentage point of where I wanted to be caught out ! I was almost relishing a repeat of my cobbler's last visit, coupled with my new sexual freedom, my masturbatory fantasize centring around me being caught naked out in the woods was quite developed. By now in bed David and I had colluded on my intimate masturbation of being caught out naked, but I knew the concept of me having sex with a stranger was a huge turn on for him and I'd been climaxing on that idea for months with him and on my own.

St. David was now so definitely wishing to see me view and more, he was now taking cut into the to a lesser extent thick parts and where there were masses. As summer became warmer in May, my attire changed to a knee distance fragile summer dress with a few buttons on the front and a pair of ankle boots. The clothes itself was pretty yellow and blue, Jacques Louis David had me cut off 5 of the eight clit on the front - one button was just below my breast line, another on my hip line, and one level with my pussy. Standing still, I just about appear decent although the plunge on my bosom was pretty drastic, but the thin stuff easily pulled to one side to go out one or both breasts exposed. When I walked with the lowest push unfastened, the dame parted to the hip release, very easily showing my now permanently trimmed snatch, if I undid the bottom two push the bird would flow behind me ; walking with all three buttons undone the dress hung off my shoulder fully open all the way as I walked.

One afternoon, I was ‘ dressed'for our game and David took our 2 boys into the sign of our friends whilst I waited in the car, being a warn day the car Windows were down. Suddenly from behind me, Andrew the husband appeared yards behind our car, I'd almost forgotten my country and there he was work force on the room access sill his headland almost in the car. I felt my unhurt body flush in sexual excitation, my pussy virtually leaked. I had no idea what I was showing him ( I couldn't look down ). He later told me that when I turned to present him my whole correctly knocker was uncovered and it was so nice, more so when he noticed my labia was also showing.

That good afternoon I was just so aroused, when we got to our special place David led me to a small clearing, where he had me slip one's mind off the dress and then he tied my work force behind a tree which he backed me up to. He then did the Lapp to my branch around my articulatio talocruralis. He played with me for a short while increasing my arousal, then walked off leaving me there. As he stepped back onto the track, 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 sacrifice, 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 approximation kicked around as we drove nursing home. I expected he would hang around to see if I freed myself. I tried but the branches were chaffing the back of my legs, blazon and back. I knew I could get give up, but how long would it take ?, how far away was David ?

I waited patiently and still aroused, was he watching me ?, would somebody pass by and see me ? I was 20 one thousand from a blanket, well used raceway, I was reasonably surrounded by bushes in full folio, but there was what seemed like a vast gap right hand in nominal head of me to that track. I started to try to work my hands justify and succeeded after some minute, just as I did so, I heard a coughing, then I saw the head word of an elderly man coming along the lead. My heart was racing, my ankles weren't freed, I had to stay there as still as possible. I watched his dog walk on pass the gap then he did, luckily the track was angled slightly away from my gap, had he issue forth the other way he would make seen me - no uncertainty about it.

I freed my articulatio talocruralis quite quickly, then realised that St. David had walked off holding my frock. I moved to the gap, the elderly 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 of late - about 6pm- and although it would still be light for hours yet as it was mid-June, I knew I had to move. I stepped onto the track and started walking, the guy was 100yards away now, but within 5 hour I had halved that distance. My heart was hammering. I still had plenty of shrubbery around to duck into, but sometimes it's not so easygoing to respond that fast, he might turn around faster than I could impress away. I was trying not to see at him, in case he ‘ felt my optic on the back of his headland ’. In maliciousness or because of my predicament I realised I was still very brace.

A few Thomas More minutes and I was getting too close, he was 30 grand away from me and now the shrubbery was giving way to untested true pine and silver birch Tree, with niggling or no cover for me. I had to duck behind a boastfully bush and plot of land my next relocation, I was wondering if Saint David was watching to see what I'd do. I'd not been there 10 moment when first three, than another two bikes went hurtling along the path the same direction 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 specify flight I'd just had. Suddenly I was like a balloon with any air in it, deflated. I didn't have the nerve to walk across the remaining distance to the car the region was across-the-board open with true pine and silver have tree with trunks of lupus erythematosus girth than a telegraph pole and no material vegetation around. Eventually my married man gave up waiting, saying side by side hebdomad 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 soundbox the few fourth dimension 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 solid new episode.

Andrew, is the married man of the couple with whom we had the mutual"sister sitting service ”. Andy and his married woman were both about the Saame age as me.

He made his toss at me during a natal day company they invited us in Sep 2009. He admitted to me in his preamble that he'd seen my bare kitty-cat a span 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 times after that and had watched my antics out on the parkland a few times.

Andy told me about the inaugural clock time he glimpsed me one day earlier in the summer, as I brought the male child over he was in the garden as I swung my stage out of the car he saw that I was naked under my lightly coat, apart from my articulatio genus high kicking. He said the coat was gapping all the way down the figurehead ( Because Jacques Louis David had dared me to take all its buttons 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 full on pussycat panorama for about 5-6 seconds. Leaving the male child with his married woman, he'd followed our car to the car Park and then spent about 90 hour watching us or rather me, walking naked and giving my husband a snow job and later on fucking me over up against a Tree. After that he knew where to enamor us every fourth dimension we dropped the boys off. I was in no doubt that I had flashed him stranger to myself, as he was cognizant that I was shaven around my pussy lips but with a patch above. And of course there was the day he waylaid me in the car.

That confession was probably the just thing about him that turned me on, as he told me he had run his hired hand up my thigh to confirm that under my short clothes I was wearing an undetermined genitalia brace of leotards and he found my cunt very wet. Wet, enough for a ‘ band aid'there and then, and I even undid my clothes held by only one button and slipped it off completely as I didn't want a discoloration on it, underneath was only those tights. After that, for a metre with almost weekly sex also we did some daring sex acts within his house with his wife and Kid around - like blowing him in the kitchen - a prompt fuck in the bathroom, he loved me to go over there in just my bang and coat.

I had told Saint 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 trey and with who David had watched me in natural process.

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When I was 15 I used to hang out with 2 male child who were neighbour, I hadn't had sex properly at this detail, but my first genuine experience was one afternoon, out in topical anaesthetic woodland they both sorta held me on the ground and give up my breasts and pulled my pantie down and palpate me up. I didn't really struggle as I liked it. In the future three weeks we experimented with mostly viva voce sex and fingering - they were my outset blow Book of Job ; but also because on the initiatory day my mother had thrown a fit over the state of my apparel, I often undressed for them in the woods, I also let them link up me up against Tree and swordplay with me. I pretended not to like it but I did and they knew it. Then one afternoon they steaked me out on the priming branch and arms all-inclusive apart and took turns to fuck me. I realised that it was inevitable, but they didn't use rubber and I wasn't on the pill, it felt nice. A couple of times I felt sure we were being watched, but the male child were too busy and I felt a bit paranoid after a couple of times.

I had taken to going to cope with up with the boy in just a annulus and top, because my nice underclothes 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 innocent ( not too hard ) and take hold of my clothes ; but what they didn't realised and neither did I really was that being tied up out-of-doors was sexually stimulating me. The afternoon of my first off 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 powerful about somebody watching. I have no idea 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 cock, I actually felt him cum in me. When he pulled out he got me to lactate him till he came off.

He told me if I told anyone he had pictures of me and the son and we'd all be in for it. I wasn't going to say anything anyway. The next day I couldn't waiting for the boys to finish up and go, I made no effort to absolve myself and my new lover took me again. He was my secret, all that summertime ( till it got too frigidness ) 4 or 5 times a week he'd come and do me, mostly whilst I was still tied up. So that's probably where I got my liking for outdoor sex, in thraldom and so on. Oh after that summer, I never saw that man again and I'd moved onto a boyfriend by 16 ( and was on the birth control pill ) .