Susan 'S First Gear Exhibitionism
WifeEXPOSURE 1
Moving back a bit from my world-class surplus marital sex, my outdoor exposure put-on 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 time, we had developed a reciprocal ‘ look after'family relationship with a espouse couple with a son and daughter of similar age as our sons - 3 room access away and by mutual agreement we had set into motion an agreement where amongst former time, but essentially on weekend afternoons we'd look after their tyke and the adjacent day they'd look after our two. Saturday or Sunday good afternoon was fast becoming the lone lineament time David and I had together. Sometimes we had to get folk material done, but once a calendar month we'd have a hanker paseo in our local park.
Our ‘ play region'was almost right on our doorstep, although we continued to drive to the opposite and much quieter side of the park. From our new house you could walk or cycle along a path over a bridge crossing a main motor duel carriageway and canal ; along a path and into the main parkland, a total of about three fourth part of a mile, but very open with houses to walk preceding etc.
The parkland in fact a nature reserve about 5 to 6 naut mi long by 3 or Thomas More full ; it has a fairly large lake/pond in the middle. At the foster end from the lake the land rises up about 400 substructure and from the top of the J. J. Hill you have a bird's-eye panorama across the valley. virtually people head from the half a XII car parks around the edge of the Reserve, then walk or bike towards the pond. There are legion paths and tracks all around for treadle bikes, footer etc. The hill at the northern end is thicker with Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and less frequented by people, as it is the furthest point from the pond, the car common here is less used and that is where we usually park.
Our game started its organic evolution towards the end of summer 2008, when we'd been on our own for a base on balls in the above surface area and ended up having sex in the woods, and he had stripped me completely - which in fact meant he took off my short pants, scanty, bra and tiny top. I hadn't had sex like that since I was a teenager and it was exciting.
The side by side fourth dimension two hebdomad later, we were both looking forward to it again and at his request I wore this petite denim skirt, ( specifically purchased days earlier ) ; No panties and a tank top, with submarine heeled sandals. After we'd had sex and rested, he'd teased me by grabbing my wench and top and making me go after 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 various thing which in my intimate high I went along with, first pull my annulus up higher 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 breeze. We walked along with me like that for second, I felt rather aflutter but excited at my nation of photo, a fact borne out by my rock 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 force one or both breasts out of cover. On our first of all misstep, I had ‘ bared'one and then both breasts for short period as we walked. When we got to the quieter part he dared me to take my top right wing 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 grueling nipples, I felt him tug at the bird slide fastener and didn't protest in the slightest as it fell to my feet - thinking we'd have sex right there, but he turned and walked on, he was now holding my doll 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 path shield by trees and bushes heavy with leaves, till maybe 5 second later he stepped onto a broad well used caterpillar track. I was about to tentatively follow him out when he held up his hand, I stopped. get-go 2 male child on cycle then 2 more flashed by him heading down the mound at speed, I was like a hare 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 glory, because I was literally 3 understructure and maybe 2 seconds from stepping onto that track The sexual billow I felt was enormous. sec later in inscrutable undergrowth David and I were at it like rabbits. When we got our intimation back, David said he was impressed that I hadn't put my arm and hands over my boob and snatch, when the male child went past. I didn't like to admit that it never even crossed my mind it was so quick.
We both realised another distich of seconds of walk and I'd a have been right on the lead as they cycled down, He asked ‘ But if they had seen you and stopped, what then ?'‘ well they'd have got a substantial eyeful of me, but seeing you there would experience put them off'I said. ‘ Supposing I was a bit far on and they didn't see me ’. I saw my husband was getting hard again. In a class's time I'd have given him a different solvent, that day I said I'd run. Of course I still hadn't had any extra married sex at this head. What did hap was I had some very titillating masturbatory climax on my own thinking of what I would have let those lads do, having caught me like that.
That was the last one of that summer, by start of October it was too frigid to play anymore. So we stopped our activeness on the parkland and did some stuff in pub ; eating place and movie house with naked but for my stifle gamy the boot and my limited coat, which was a mid- thigh beige raincoat, Later on he'd dared me to cut the button off it, so now it was only held together by me having my workforce in the sac or a whack tied around my waistline.
The outflow of 2009 started really early and it was warm enough for me to jibe to flirt 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 cobbler's last visit, coupled with my new sexual freedom, 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 nude, but I knew the conception of me having sex with a stranger was a huge routine on for him and I'd been climaxing on that idea for month with him and on my own.
St. David was now so definitely wishing to see me beguile and more, he was now taking runway into the LE dim parts and where there were hoi polloi. As summer became warmer in May, my garb changed to a stifle distance thin summer dress with a few push button on the front and a pair of ankle joint boots. The dress itself was pretty white-livered and blue, Jacques Louis David had me cut off 5 of the eight buttons on the front - one button was just below my breast stock, another on my hip line, and one layer with my pussy. Standing still, I just about looked comely although the plunge on my knocker was pretty drastic, but the thin material easily pulled to one side to get out one or both breast exposed. When I walked with the gloomy button unfastened, the skirt parted to the hip button, very easily showing my now permanently trimmed kitty-cat, if I undid the bottom two button the skirt would feed behind me ; walking with all three release undone the dress hung off my berm fully open all the way as I walked.
One afternoon, I was ‘ dressed'for our game and David took our 2 boy into the house of our Friend whilst I waited in the car, being a warn day the car windows were down. Suddenly from behind me, Andrew the hubby appeared yards behind our car, I'd almost forgotten my state of matter and there he was hands on the door sill his head teacher almost in the car. I felt my unhurt trunk flush in sexual excitement, my pussy virtually leaked. I had no estimation what I was showing him ( I couldn't look down ). He later told me that when I turned to face him my solid correctly breast 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 place David led me to a belittled clearing, where he had me slip one's mind off the attire and then he tied my script behind a Tree which he backed me up to. He then did the Saame to my legs around my ankles. He played with me for a piffling 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 forfeit, to try to fight 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 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, blazonry and back. I knew I could get spare, but how long would it take ?, how far away was Saint David ?
I waited patiently and still aroused, was he watching me ?, would somebody walk by and see me ? I was 20 yards from a all-encompassing, well used track, I was reasonably surrounded by George Walker Bush in to the full leaf, but there was what seemed like a huge gap right field in figurehead of me to that running. I started to try to crop my hands liberate and succeeded after some minutes, just as I did so, I heard a coughing, then I saw the straits of an aged man coming along the runway. My heart was racing, my ankle joint weren't freed, I had to stay there as still as possible. I watched his dog walk on passing play the gap then he did, luckily the track was angled slightly away from my gap, had he do the early way he would make seen me - no doubt about it.
I freed my ankles quite quickly, then realised that David had walked off holding my dress. 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 late - about 6pm- and although it would still be light for minute yet as it was mid-June, I knew I had to move. I stepped onto the runway and started walking, the guy was 100yards away now, but within 5 mo I had halved that distance. My heart and soul was hammering. I still had plenty of shrubbery around to fudge into, but sometimes it's not so easy to react that fast, he might turn around faster than I could locomote away. I was trying not to calculate at him, in case he ‘ felt my eyes on the back of his read/write head ’. In maliciousness or because of my predicament I realised I was still very call down.
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 tree and Silver birch rod Tree, with little or no covert for me. I had to skirt behind a large George Herbert Walker Bush and patch my next move, I was wondering if Jacques Louis David was watching to see what I'd do. I'd not been there 10 seconds when kickoff three, than another two bike went hurtling along the way the same centering 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 narrow flight I'd just had. Suddenly I was like a balloon with any air in it, deflated. I didn't have the nerve to take the air across the remaining length to the car the area was all-encompassing open with pine and silver birth tree with trunks of less girth than a telegraph pole and no real vegetation around. Eventually my husband 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 multiplication we did it in 2009/11 but yes I had been seen and slowly they came to spark. Anyway the next meter he tied me up became a hale new episode.
Andrew, is the husband of the yoke with whom we had the mutual"baby sitting serve ”. Andy and his wife were both about the same age as me.
He made his flip at me during a birthday party they invited us in September 2009. He admitted to me in his preamble that he'd seen my bare slit a yoke of sentence when I dropped our sons off with them, even before that day when he caught me in the car, and had followed me and St. David a few times after that and had watched my antics out on the parkland a few metre.
Andy told me about the first time he glimpsed me one day earlier in the summertime, as I brought the boys over he was in the garden as I swung my legs out of the car he saw that I was naked under my light coat, apart from my genu gamey boots. He said the coat was gapping all the way down the front ( Because Jacques Louis David had dared me to remove all its release and was from then on only held by a bash ) but I'd opened my thighs as I got out of the car and given him a full-of-the-moon on pussy view for about 5-6 indorsement. Leaving the boys with his wife, he'd followed our car to the car park and then spent about 90 second watching us or rather me, walking naked and giving my husband a blow job and later on fucking me over up against a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. After that he knew where to catch us every metre we dropped the son off. I was in no doubt that I had flashed him unknown to myself, as he was mindful that I was shaven around my pussy lips but with a patch above. And of grade there was the day he waylaid me in the car.
That confession was probably the only thing about him that turned me on, as he told me he had run his hand up my thigh to confirm that under my short frock I was wearing an candid genitalia twain of leotards and he found my pussy very wet. Wet, enough for a ‘ quickie'there and then, and I even undid my frock held by only one button and slipped it off completely as I didn't want a stigma on it, underneath was only those tights. After that, for a meter with almost weekly sex also we did some hardihood sex acts within his house with his married woman and Kyd around - like blowing him in the kitchen - a quick shag in the bathroom, he loved me to go over there in just my boots and coat.
I had told St. David about Andy and told Andy it was okay with Jacques Louis David that he was fucking me etc., and Andy became another guy with whom we had a ternion and with who David had watched me in action.
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When I was 15 I used to flow out with 2 boys who were neighbor, I hadn't had sex properly at this point, but my initiative existent experience was one good afternoon, out in local woodland they both sorta held me on the soil and freed my titty and pulled my step-in down and mat me up. I didn't really struggle as I liked it. In the next three weeks we experimented with mostly viva voce sex and fingering - they were my starting time blow Book of Job ; but also because on the first day my mother had thrown a fit over the res publica of my apparel, I often undressed for them in the woods, I also let them tied me up against trees and period of play with me. I pretended not to like it but I did and they knew it. Then one good afternoon they steaked me out on the earth legs and arms spacious apart and took go to have intercourse me. I realised that it was inevitable, but they didn't use condoms and I wasn't on the oral contraceptive pill, it felt nice. A couple of time I felt sure we were being watched, but the son were too busy and I felt a bit paranoid after a couple of times.
I had taken to going to forgather up with the boys in just a wench and top, because my overnice underwear was getting ruined, and in act 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 free ( not too unmanageable ) and snaffle my clothes ; but what they didn't realised and neither did I really was that being tied up open air 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 individual watching. I have no mind 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 suck him till he came off.
He told me if I told anyone he had film of me and the boys and we'd all be in for it. I wasn't going to say anything anyway. The next day I couldn't wait for the boy to finish up up and go, I made no effort to free myself and my new lover took me again. He was my secret, all that summer ( till it got too cold ) 4 or 5 times a hebdomad he'd seminal fluid and do me, mostly whilst I was still tied up. So that's probably where I got my liking for out-of-door sex, in slavery and so on. Oh after that summer, I never saw that man again and I'd moved onto a fellow by 16 ( and was on the pill ) .