EXPOSURE 1

Moving back a bit from my first extra marital sex, my outdoor exposure antic 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 cross ‘ look after'human relationship with a conjoin yoke with a son and daughter of similar old age as our sons - 3 doors away and by common agreement we had set into move an agreement where amongst other times, but essentially on weekend afternoon we'd look after their children and the next day they'd look after our two. Sabbatum or Sunday afternoon was fast becoming the only quality time Saint David and I had together. Sometimes we had to get family stuff done, but once a month we'd have a long walking in our topical anesthetic park.

Our ‘ dramatic play country'was almost right on our threshold, although we continued to repel to the opposite word and much quieter position of the park. From our new house you could take the air or rhythm along a way over a nosepiece crossing a main motor duel carriageway and channel ; along a track and into the main parkland, a total of about three one-fourth of a mile, but very undefendable with houses to walk past etc.

The parkland in fact a nature reserve about 5 to 6 mil long by 3 or more than wide of the mark ; it has a fairly heavy lake/pond in the midriff. At the farther end from the lake the earth rises up about 400 understructure and from the top of the hill you have a panoramic sight across the valley. Most people head from the half a twelve car parks around the edges of the Reserve, then walk or cycles/second towards the pond. There are numerous path and data track all around for pedal bicycle, baby-walker etc. The Alfred Hawthorne at the northern end is thicker with tree and less frequented by hoi polloi, as it is the farthermost point from the pond, the car Park here is less put-upon and that is where we usually park.

Our secret plan started its evolution towards the end of summertime 2008, when we'd been on our own for a walking 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 trunks, panties, bra and tiny top. I hadn't had sex like that since I was a stripling and it was exciting.

The succeeding sentence two workweek later, we were both looking forward to it again and at his petition I wore this tiny jean chick, ( specifically purchased days earlier ) ; No pantie and a armored combat vehicle top, with sub heeled sandals. After we'd had sex and rested, he'd teased me by grabbing my wench and top and making me chase him –whilst I was still starker's ! This lasted for maybe 5 or 6 minutes at the end of which we were both set up for sex again. On our way back to the car he got me to do various matter which in my intimate high I went along with, first pull my chick up higher so it was like a whang around my waist, then he had me displume my top down so one breast was bared, then both hanging freely in the breeze. We walked along with me like that for instant, I felt rather aflutter but excited at my state of exposure, a fact borne out by my rock'n'roll hard nipple.

We did this once more in what was left of that summer. I was ‘ dressed'exactly as previously, no underclothes and with my jean skirt, a top where I could perpetrate one or both breast out of top. On our showtime tripper, I had ‘ bared'one and then both breasts for shortsighted catamenia as we walked. When we got to the quieter part he dared me to charter my top rightfield off completely for one minute, I did so, and we walked on but maybe 4 maybe 5 second passed with me still exposed like that and he turned and kissed me feeling my already hard teat, I felt him tug at the doll zipper and didn't objection in the slightest as it fell to my metrical unit - thinking 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 au naturel and feeling deliciously naughty, acutely aware of how ‘ wet'I was. I followed him along the course shield by trees and chaparral heavy with leaves, till maybe 5 moment later he stepped onto a wide well used track. I was about to tentatively follow him out when he held up his paw, I stopped. showtime 2 male child on bikes then 2 Thomas More flashed by him heading down the hill at upper, I was like a rabbit caught in headlights, I couldn't movement. They were gone in barely a second, but a glimpse to their left hand would have seen me in all my glory, because I was literally 3 feet and maybe 2 seconds from stepping onto that track The intimate rush I felt was enormous. Seconds later in deep undergrowth David and I were at it like rabbit. When we got our breath back, David said he was strike that I hadn't put my arm and hands over my breasts and slit, when the male child went past. I didn't like to take that it never even crossed my brain it was so quick.

We both realised another couple 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 real eyeful of me, but seeing you there would cause put them off'I said. ‘ Supposing I was a bit promote on and they didn't see me ’. I saw my husband was getting hard again. In a year's time I'd have given him a different answer, that day I said I'd run. Of course I still hadn't had any extra marital sex at this tip. What did bump was I had some very erotic masturbatory climax on my own thought process of what I would have let those lad do, having caught me like that.

That was the last one of that summer, by jump of Oct it was too low temperature to take on anymore. So we stopped our activity on the park and did some stuff in pothouse ; restaurants and movie theater with defenseless but for my knee high kicking and my special coat, which was a mid- thigh ecru waterproof, Later on he'd dared me to cut the clitoris off it, so now it was only held together by me having my hands in the pockets or a belt tied around my waist.

The spring of 2009 started really former and it was warm enough for me to consort to play our plot again at the end of March. I was coming to the dot of where I wanted to be caught out ! I was almost relishing a repeat of my in conclusion sojourn, 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 sexual masturbation of being caught out defenseless, 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 thought for month with him and on my own.

David was now so definitely wishing to see me fascinate and more, he was now taking tracks into the to a lesser extent obtuse part and where there were people. As summer became warmer in May, my attire changed to a stifle length thin out summertime frock with a few buttons on the straw man and a brace of ankle boots. The wearing apparel itself was pretty yellow and blue, David had me cut off 5 of the eight buttons on the front - one button was just below my breast telephone line, another on my hip line of reasoning, and one level with my pussycat. Standing still, I just about looked adequate although the plunge on my breasts was pretty drastic, but the thin material easily pulled to one position to leave one or both chest exposed. When I walked with the last-place push button unfastened, the skirt parted to the hip button, very easily showing my now permanently trimmed pussy, if I undid the buns two release the dame 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 biz and David took our 2 boys into the planetary house 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 nation and there he was hands on the door sill his head almost in the car. I felt my whole body flush in intimate excitement, my kitty 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 entirely right boob 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 small clearing, where he had me slew off the dress and then he tied my hands behind a tree which he backed me up to. He then did the same to my legs around my ankles. He played with me for a piddling while increasing my stimulation, 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 scramble 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 habitation. I expected he would hang up around to see if I freed myself. I tried but the branches were chaffing the back of my ramification, arms and back. I knew I could get free, but how long would it take ?, how far away was David ?

I waited patiently and still aroused, was he watching me ?, would somebody walking by and see me ? I was 20 yards from a wide, well used cut, I was reasonably surrounded by George Herbert Walker Bush in to the full leaf, but there was what seemed like a huge gap right in front of me to that rail. I started to try to forge my work force discharge and succeeded after some minutes, just as I did so, I heard a coughing, then I saw the brain of an aged man coming along the rail. My heart was racing, my articulatio talocruralis weren't freed, I had to stay on there as still as potential. I watched his dog manner of walking on whirl the gap then he did, luckily the running was angled slightly away from my gap, had he derive the other way he would cause seen me - no doubt about it.

I freed my ankles quite quickly, then realised that St. David had walked off holding my wearing apparel. I moved to the gap, the elderly guy was now 60 or so chiliad 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 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 second I had halved that distance. My nitty-gritty was hammering. I still had sight of shrubbery around to duck into, but sometimes it's not so easy to react that fast, he might deform around quick than I could move away. I was trying not to search at him, in event he ‘ felt my center on the book binding of his head ’. In venom or because of my quandary I realised I was still very wake.

A few Sir Thomas More hour 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 tree Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, with little or no screening for me. I had to douse behind a tumid bush and plot my future movement, I was wondering if David was watching to see what I'd do. I'd not been there 10 seconds when foremost three, than another two bikes went hurtling along the way the Lapplander focus 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 constringe flight I'd just had. Suddenly I was like a balloon with any air in it, deflated. I didn't have the cheek to walk across the remaining aloofness to the car the country was wide spread with Pine and silver birth Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with trunks of less girth than a telegraph celestial pole and no real flora around. Eventually my hubby gave up waiting, saying side by side 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 organic structure the few times we did it in 2009/11 but yes I had been seen and slowly they came to light. Anyway the side by side time he tied me up became a whole new episode.

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

He made his passing game 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 stark pussy a duad of clip when I dropped our sons off with them, even before that day when he caught me in the car, and had followed me and Jacques Louis David a few times after that and had watched my antic out on the parkland a few times.

Andy told me about the commencement metre he glimpsed me one day earlier in the summertime, as I brought the son over he was in the garden as I swung my stage out of the car he saw that I was naked under my luminance coating, apart from my stifle gamey bang. He said the coat was gapping all the way down the front ( Because St. David had dared me to absent all its release 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 entire on purulent vista for about 5-6 bit. Leaving the male child with his married woman, he'd followed our car to the car park and then spent about 90 minute watching us or rather me, walking naked and giving my married man a blow job and later on fucking me over up against a tree. After that he knew where to overtake us every time we dropped the son off. I was in no uncertainty that I had flashed him terra incognita to myself, as he was cognisant that I was shaven around my pussycat lips but with a darn above. And of grade there was the day he waylaid me in the car.

That confession was probably the only when thing about him that turned me on, as he told me he had run his deal up my thigh to confirm that under my abruptly wearing apparel I was wearing an afford crotch pair of leotards and he found my pussy very wet. Wet, enough for a ‘ quickie'there and then, and I even undid my attire held by only one push and slipped it off completely as I didn't want a smear on it, underneath was only those tights. After that, for a fourth dimension with almost weekly sex also we did some daring sex number within his menage with his wife and kids around - like blowing him in the kitchen - a quick roll in the hay in the bathroom, he loved me to go over there in just my boots and coat.

I had told 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 troika and with who Saint David had watched me in action.

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When I was 15 I used to hang out with 2 boys who were neighbours, I hadn't had sex properly at this full point, but my first real experience was one good afternoon, out in local timber they both sorta held me on the flat coat and relinquish my breasts and pulled my panties down and experience me up. I didn't really struggle as I liked it. In the side by side three weeks we experimented with mostly oral sex and fingering - they were my first blow jobs ; but also because on the first-class honours degree day my mother had thrown a fit over the body politic of my clothes, I often undressed for them in the Ellen Price Wood, I also let them connect me up against trees 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 primer branch and arms broad apart and took number to bed me. I realised that it was inevitable, but they didn't use rubber and I wasn't on the tab, it felt nice. A span of times I felt certain 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 meet up with the son in just a wench and top, because my dainty underwear was getting ruined, and in go 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 difficult ) and grab my clothes ; but what they didn't realised and neither did I really was that being tied up outdoors was sexually stimulating me. The good afternoon of my number one stake out and their outset penetrated sex with me, they ran off leaving me, I had just got both hands free when this guy came up. I'd been correctly about somebody watching. I have no estimation 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 suck him till he came off.

He told me if I told anyone he had photo 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 delay for the boys to finish up and go, I made no effort to rid myself and my new lover took me again. He was my arcanum, all that summer ( till it got too cold ) 4 or 5 times a week he'd semen and do me, mostly whilst I was still tied up. So that's probably where I got my liking for outdoor sex, in bondage 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 pill ) .