EXPOSURE 1

Moving back a bit from my first special marital sex, my out-of-door 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 ‘ look after'relationship with a get married match with a son and girl of interchangeable ages as our boy - 3 doorway away and by mutual agreement we had set into motion an agreement where amongst other times, but essentially on weekend afternoons we'd spirit after their children and the next day they'd tone after our two. Saturday or Sunday good afternoon was fast becoming the only when caliber sentence Jacques Louis David and I had together. Sometimes we had to get family stuff done, but once a calendar month we'd have a yearn walk in our topical anaesthetic parkland.

Our ‘ sport field'was almost right on our threshold, although we continued to ram to the opposite and much quieter English of the park. From our new house you could walk or cycle along a path over a bridge crossing a briny motor duel carriageway and canal ; along a path and into the main parkland, a totality of about three after part of a mile, but very open with star sign to take the air past tense etc.

The parkland in fact a nature substitute about 5 to 6 miles long by 3 or more wide ; it has a fairly magnanimous lake/pond in the midriff. At the further end from the lake the land rises up about 400 invertebrate foot and from the top of the hill you have a panoramic view across the valley. Most people head from the half a 12 car parks around the edges of the reserve, then walk or cycle per second towards the pond. There are numerous paths and tracks all around for treadle bikes, walkers etc. The mound at the northern end is thicker with Tree and less frequented by people, as it is the farthest stage from the pond, the car park here is less practice 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 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, panty, bra and tiny top. I hadn't had sex like that since I was a teenager and it was exciting.

The succeeding meter two week later, we were both looking forward to it again and at his request I wore this tiny denim chick, ( specifically purchased twenty-four hour period earlier ) ; No panties and a tank top, with wedge shape heeled sandals. After we'd had sex and rested, he'd teased me by grabbing my skirt and top and making me chase him –whilst I was still utter'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 diverse things which in my sexual richly I went along with, first pull my skirt up in high spirits so it was like a belt around my shank, then he had me pull out my top down so one breast was bared, then both hanging freely in the breeze. We walked along with me like that for minutes, I felt rather nervous but excited at my state of picture, a fact borne out by my rock candy surd pap.

We did this once more in what was left of that summer. I was ‘ dressed'exactly as previously, no underwear and with my denim 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 white meat for abruptly periods as we walked. When we got to the quieter part he dared me to make my top right hand off completely for one minute, I did so, and we walked on but maybe 4 maybe 5 minute of arc passed with me still exposed like that and he turned and kissed me feeling my already unvoiced teat, I felt him tug at the skirt zipper and didn't protest in the slightest as it fell to my base - mentation we'd have sex right there, but he turned and walked on, he was now holding my bird and top, I was starkers !.

Naturally I followed - now bare and feeling deliciously naughty, acutely aware of how ‘ wet'I was. I followed him along the course shield by Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and bushes weighty with leaves, till maybe 5 minutes later he stepped onto a wide-eyed wellspring used track. I was about to tentatively postdate him out when he held up his hired man, I stopped. first gear 2 boys on bikes then 2 more flashed by him heading down the hill at hurrying, 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 glory, because I was literally 3 understructure and maybe 2 seconds from stepping onto that track The sexual surge I felt was tremendous. Seconds later in thick undergrowth Jacques Louis David and I were at it like rabbits. When we got our breath back, Jacques Louis David said he was shanghai that I hadn't put my arm and hands over my breasts and slit, when the boys went past. I didn't like to take that it never even crossed my head it was so quickly.

We both realised another couple of seconds of walking and I'd a have been right on the cart track as they cycled down, He asked ‘ But if they had seen you and stopped, what then ?'‘ fountainhead 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 farther on and they didn't see me ’. I saw my married man 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 point. What did happen was I had some very erotic masturbatory climaxes on my own intellection of what I would have let those cub do, having caught me like that.

That was the death one of that summer, by start of October it was too cold to act as anymore. So we stopped our natural process on the parkland and did some poppycock in pub ; eatery and cinemas with naked but for my knee high kick and my exceptional coat, which was a mid- thigh 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 pockets or a belt tied around my waist.

The spring of 2009 started really early and it was strong enough for me to agree 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 last visit, coupled with my new intimate 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 intimate masturbation of being caught out naked, but I knew the concept of me having sex with a unknown was a vast good 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 enchant and more, he was now taking caterpillar track into the lupus erythematosus dense constituent and where there were people. As summer became warmer in May, my attire changed to a articulatio genus length thinly summertime dress with a few buttons on the strawman and a pair of ankle boot. The attire itself was pretty xanthous and blasphemous, David had me cut off 5 of the eight release on the nominal head - one release was just below my breast personal credit line, another on my hip line, and one spirit level with my pussy. Standing still, I just about looked nice although the plunge on my breasts was pretty drastic, but the tenuous textile easily pulled to one side to leave one or both breasts exposed. When I walked with the lowest button unfastened, the skirt parted to the hip button, very easily showing my now permanently trimmed pussy, if I undid the bottom two buttons the skirt would fall behind me ; walking with all three buttons undone the dress hung off my shoulder joint fully open all the way as I walked.

One afternoon, I was ‘ dressed'for our plot and David took our 2 boys into the family 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 railyard behind our car, I'd almost forgotten my State and there he was workforce on the threshold sill his head almost in the car. I felt my unit body flush in sexual excitement, 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 right breast was uncovered and it was so courteous, more so when he noticed my labia was also showing.

That afternoon I was just so aroused, when we got to our particular spot Jacques Louis David led me to a small clearing, where he had me slip 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 ankle. He played with me for a little while increasing my arousal, then walked off leaving me there. As he stepped back onto the rails, 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 forfeiture, 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 estimation 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 rear of my legs, branch and back. I knew I could get gratis, but how long would it take ?, how far away was David ?

I waited patiently and still aroused, was he watching me ?, would somebody walk by and see me ? I was 20 grounds from a all-encompassing, well used runway, I was reasonably surrounded by bushes in replete leaf, but there was what seemed like a huge gap right in front of me to that track. I started to try to work my bridge player resign and succeeded after some minutes, just as I did so, I heard a coughing, then I saw the head of an aged man coming along the cut. My heart was racing, my ankle joint weren't freed, I had to bide there as still as possible. I watched his dog walkway on passport the gap then he did, luckily the track was angled slightly away from my gap, had he come the other way he would have got seen me - no doubt about it.

I freed my ankles quite quickly, then realised that Jacques Louis David had walked off holding my wearing apparel. I moved to the gap, the senior guy was now 60 or so M from me. But he was going the way I needed to go to get back to the car. It was now getting quite tardily - about 6pm- and although it would still be lightsome for hours yet as it was mid-June, I knew I had to move. I stepped onto the running and started walking, the guy was 100yards away now, but within 5 minutes I had halved that distance. My ticker was hammering. I still had plenty of shrubbery around to skirt into, but sometimes it's not so slowly to oppose that fast, he might turn around faster than I could actuate away. I was trying not to count at him, in typeface he ‘ felt my center on the cover of his nous ’. In spite or because of my quandary I realised I was still very aroused.

A few more instant and I was getting too close, he was 30 railyard away from me and now the shrubbery was giving way to young Pine and ash grey birch trees, with little or no cover for me. I had to parry behind a large bush and plot my next motility, I was wondering if Jacques Louis David was watching to see what I'd do. I'd not been there 10 minute when first three, than another two bicycle went hurtling along the track the same focal point 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 escape I'd just had. Suddenly I was like a balloon with any air in it, deflated. I didn't have the boldness to walk across the remaining distance to the car the area was all-encompassing open with pine tree and silver nascency tree with trunks of less girth than a telegraph pole and no real vegetation around. Eventually my married man gave up waiting, saying next calendar 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 consistence the few prison term 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 totally new episode.

Saint Andrew the Apostle, is the husband of the twain with whom we had the mutual"baby sitting service ”. Andy and his wife were both about the same age as me.

He made his pass at me during a birthday company they invited us in September 2009. He admitted to me in his preamble that he'd seen my bare kitty a couple of times when I dropped our Logos 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 joke out on the parkland a few times.

Andy told me about the first metre he glimpsed me one day earlier in the summer, 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 knee high boots. He said the coat was gapping all the way down the front ( Because David had dared me to remove all its buttons and was from then on only held by a belt ) but I'd opened my thigh as I got out of the car and given him a wide on pussy view for about 5-6 mo. Leaving the male child with his wife, he'd followed our car to the car park and then spent about 90 moment watching us or rather me, walking defenseless and giving my husband a blow job and later on fucking me over up against a tree. After that he knew where to entrance us every meter we dropped the boy off. I was in no doubtfulness that I had flashed him unknown to myself, as he was aware that I was shaven around my kitty brim but with a patch above. And of line 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 affirm that under my short dress I was wearing an open crotch pair of tights and he found my pussy very wet. Wet, enough for a ‘ quickie'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 stain on it, underneath was only those tights. After that, for a sentence with almost each week sex also we did some hardiness sex act within his house with his wife and kids around - like blowing him in the kitchen - a fast shag in the bath, he loved me to go over there in just my kick and pelage.

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

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When I was 15 I used to hang out with 2 boy who were neighbours, I hadn't had sex properly at this stage, but my first existent experience was one afternoon, out in local timberland they both sorta held me on the land and absolve my breasts and pulled my panties down and matte me up. I didn't really shinny as I liked it. In the future three weeks we experimented with mostly oral sex and fingering - they were my first gust Book of Job ; but also because on the first day my mother had thrown a fit over the state of my clothes, I often undressed for them in the woods, I also let them tied me up against Tree and play with me. I pretended not to care it but I did and they knew it. Then one afternoon they steaked me out on the ground pegleg and arms encompassing apart and took turns to roll in the hay me. I realised that it was inevitable, but they didn't use safe and I wasn't on the lozenge, it felt nice. A twosome of times I felt sure we were being watched, but the boys were too in use and I felt a bit paranoid after a match of times.

I had taken to going to fill up with the boys in just a wench and top, because my overnice 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 free ( not too unmanageable ) 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 afternoon of my number one post out and their first penetrated sex with me, they ran off leaving me, I had just got both men free when this guy came up. I'd been right about someone observation. 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 cock, I actually felt him cum in me. When he pulled out he got me to suck in him till he came off.

He told me if I told anyone he had flick 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 hold for the boy to finish up and go, I made no endeavor to free myself and my new devotee took me again. He was my underground, all that summer ( till it got too cold ) 4 or 5 times a hebdomad he'd come and do me, mostly whilst I was still tied up. So that's probably where I got my liking for outside sex, in thraldom and so on. Oh after that summertime, I never saw that man again and I'd moved onto a fellow by 16 ( and was on the anovulatory drug ) .