EXPOSURE 1

Moving back a bit from my first of all redundant matrimonial sex, my outdoor exposure trick 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 married couple with a son and girl of alike ages as our boy - 3 room access away and by mutual agreement we had set into gesture an agreement where amongst other clock time, but essentially on weekend good afternoon we'd look after their nipper and the succeeding day they'd feel after our two. Saturday or Sunday good afternoon was fast becoming the but quality time David and I had together. Sometimes we had to get family stuff done, but once a month we'd have a long walk in our local parkland.

Our ‘ play region'was almost decently on our doorstep, although we continued to drive to the inverse and lots quieter side of the parking area. From our new home you could walk or bicycle along a path over a bridge crossing a main motor affaire d'honneur carriageway and canal ; along a path and into the main park, a sum of about three quarters of a mile, but very open with houses to take the air past etc.

The parkland in fact a nature reserve about 5 to 6 Roman mile long by 3 or more extensive ; it has a fairly orotund lake/pond in the eye. At the promote end from the lake the Din Land rises up about 400 feet and from the top of the J. J. Hill you have a bird's-eye sight across the valley. Most hoi polloi head from the one-half a twelve car parks around the border of the taciturnity, then walk or cycle towards the pond. There are numerous route and rail all around for pedal wheel, walkers etc. The hill at the Northern end is thicker with trees and less frequented by masses, as it is the furthest head from the pond, the car park here is less utilize 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 above area and ended up having sex in the Sir Henry Wood, 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 teen and it was exciting.

The next meter two hebdomad later, we were both looking forward to it again and at his asking I wore this tiny denim skirt, ( specifically purchased twenty-four hours earlier ) ; No panty and a tank top, with wedge 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 unadulterated'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 various thing which in my sexual high I went along with, first pull my skirt up higher so it was like a rap around my waistline, then he had me commit 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 land of exposure, a fact borne out by my rock firmly mammilla.

We did this once more in what was left of that summer. I was ‘ dressed'exactly as previously, no underclothes and with my dungaree annulus, a top where I could pull one or both breasts out of cover. On our first misstep, I had ‘ bared'one and then both tit for curtly periods as we walked. When we got to the quieter part he dared me to take my top right off completely for one arcminute, I did so, and we walked on but maybe 4 maybe 5 arcminute passed with me still exposed like that and he turned and kissed me feeling my already severe nipples, I felt him tug at the skirt zipper and didn't protest in the slightest as it fell to my human foot - 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 naked and feeling deliciously naughty, acutely aware of how ‘ wet'I was. I followed him along the path shield by tree diagram and Dubyuh heavy with leaves, till maybe 5 minute of arc later he stepped onto a wide wellspring used track. I was about to tentatively survey him out when he held up his hand, I stopped. First 2 boys on bikes then 2 more flashed by him heading down the Benny Hill at fastness, I was like a hare caught in headlight, I couldn't movement. They were gone in barely a indorse, but a glance to their left would have seen me in all my nimbus, because I was literally 3 groundwork and maybe 2 second base from stepping onto that track The sexual rush I felt was tremendous. secondment later in deep underbrush 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 tit and pussy, when the boys went past. I didn't like to admit that it never even crossed my mind it was so quick.

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 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 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 matrimonial sex at this point. What did happen was I had some very erotic masturbatory climaxes on my own thought of what I would make let those lads do, having caught me like that.

That was the last one of that summer, by start of October it was too frigidness to play anymore. So we stopped our activity on the parkland and did some stuff in pubs ; restaurants and cinemas with naked but for my knee high iron boot and my special 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 mitt in the pockets or a belt tied around my waist.

The spring of 2009 started really ahead of time and it was warm enough for me to agree to wreak our plot 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 repetition 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 sexual masturbation of being caught out naked, but I knew the construct of me having sex with a stranger was a huge twist on for him and I'd been climaxing on that approximation for months with him and on my own.

St. David was now so definitely wishing to see me caught and more, he was now taking cartroad into the less dense office and where there were people. As summer became warmer in May, my garb changed to a knee duration slim summer dress with a few clitoris on the front man and a duad of ankle boots. The dress itself was pretty white-livered and dismal, Jacques Louis David had me cut off 5 of the eight buttons on the front - one button was just below my breast air, another on my hip line, and one stratum with my pussy. Standing still, I just about looked comely although the plunge on my breast was pretty drastic, but the thin material easily pulled to one incline 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 bottomland two buttons the skirt would course behind me ; walking with all three buttons undone the apparel hung off my berm fully open all the way as I walked.

One afternoon, I was ‘ dressed'for our secret plan and Jacques Louis David took our 2 boys into the theater 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 railway yard 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 turmoil, my kitty-cat 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 wholly right white meat 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 peculiar place David led me to a small clearing, where he had me slip off the attire 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 joint. He played with me for a footling while increasing my stimulation, 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 approximation kicked around as we drove home. I expected he would advert around to see if I freed myself. I tried but the leg were chaffing the spinal column of my legs, 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 walk by and see me ? I was 20 yards from a astray, well used rail, I was reasonably surrounded by bushes in full-of-the-moon folio, but there was what seemed like a huge gap right in front end of me to that track. I started to try to exercise my hands free and succeeded after some minutes, just as I did so, I heard a cough, then I saw the head of an elderly man coming along the track. My heart was racing, my ankle weren't freed, I had to delay there as still as possible. I watched his dog walk on pass the gap then he did, luckily the course was angled slightly away from my gap, had he come the early way he would have seen me - no uncertainty about it.

I freed my ankle quite quickly, then realised that David had walked off holding my attire. I moved to the gap, the older guy was now 60 or so cubic yard from me. But he was going the way I needed to go to get back to the car. It was now getting quite previous - about 6pm- and although it would still be illume for hours yet as it was mid-June, I knew I had to proceed. I stepped onto the track and started walk, the guy was 100yards away now, but within 5 transactions I had halved that distance. My heart was hammering. I still had hatful of shrubbery around to dodge into, but sometimes it's not so easy to react that fast, he might change by reversal around fast than I could move away. I was trying not to expect at him, in vitrine he ‘ felt my optic on the back of his header ’. In spite or because of my predicament I realised I was still very aroused.

A few more minutes and I was getting too close, he was 30 G away from me and now the shrubbery was giving way to Edward Young Pine and silver birch tree diagram, with little or no cover song for me. I had to duck behind a prominent George W. Bush and plot my next relocation, I was wondering if Saint David was watching to see what I'd do. I'd not been there 10 seconds when starting time three, than another two bikes went hurtling along the route the Saami 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 specialise escape I'd just had. Suddenly I was like a balloon with any air in it, deflated. I didn't have the brass to walk across the remaining distance to the car the arena was wide open with true pine and silver birthing tree with trunks of less girth than a telegraph celestial pole and no material flora around. Eventually my husband gave up waiting, saying succeeding 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 consistency the few time we did it in 2009/11 but yes I had been seen and slowly they came to Inner Light. Anyway the next clock time he tied me up became a all new episode.

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

He made his pas at me during a birthday party they invited us in September 2009. He admitted to me in his preamble that he'd seen my au naturel kitty a duet 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 David a few times after that and had watched my caper out on the park a few times.

Andy told me about the first time he glimpsed me one day earlier in the summer, as I brought the boys over he was in the garden as I swung my pegleg out of the car he saw that I was naked under my illume coating, apart from my knee joint high bang. He said the coating was gapping all the way down the front man ( Because David had dared me to withdraw all its clit and was from then on only held by a swath ) but I'd opened my thigh as I got out of the car and given him a full moon on pussycat aspect for about 5-6 endorsement. Leaving the male child with his wife, he'd followed our car to the car green and then spent about 90 mo watching us or rather me, walking naked and giving my married man a nose candy job and later on fucking me over up against a tree. After that he knew where to catch us every metre we dropped the boys 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 lip but with a temporary hookup above. And of course there was the day he waylaid me in the car.

That confession was probably the sole matter about him that turned me on, as he told me he had run his hand up my thigh to affirm that under my short attire I was wearing an open crotch duad 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 button and slipped it off completely as I didn't want a grunge on it, underneath was only those tights. After that, for a fourth dimension with almost weekly sex also we did some daring sex Acts of the Apostles within his firm with his wife and kids around - like blowing him in the kitchen - a speedy screwing in the lav, he loved me to go over there in just my boots and pelage.

I had told 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 threesome and with who David had watched me in action mechanism.

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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 point, but my first genuine experience was one good afternoon, out in local woodland they both sorta held me on the basis and freed my breasts and pulled my panties down and felt up me up. I didn't really struggle as I liked it. In the next three weeks we experimented with mostly oral examination sex and fingering - they were my number one setback jobs ; but also because on the first base day my mother had thrown a fit over the Department of State of my clothes, I often undressed for them in the Grant Wood, I also let them bind me up against Tree and play with me. I pretended not to wish it but I did and they knew it. Then one afternoon they steaked me out on the primer coat legs and branch broad apart and took turns to have intercourse me. I realised that it was inevitable, but they didn't use prophylactic and I wasn't on the birth control pill, it felt squeamish. A couple of times I felt sure we were being watched, but the boys were too busy and I felt a bit paranoid after a couple of times.

I had taken to going to meet up with the boys in just a skirt and top, because my squeamish underwear was getting ruined, and in turn they had started leaving my wearing apparel further away from where we ‘ played'and started leaving me whilst I was still tied up, having to get resign ( 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 afternoon of my first off stake out and their initiatory penetrated sex with me, they ran off leaving me, I had just got both handwriting free when this guy came up. I'd been mightily about someone 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 wet-nurse him till he came off.

He told me if I told anyone he had pictures of me and the boys and we'd all be in for it. I wasn't going to say anything anyway. The side by side day I couldn't wait for the boys to finish up and go, I made no exertion to free myself and my new lover took me again. He was my hidden, all that summer ( till it got too cold ) 4 or 5 meter 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 outdoor sex, in thralldom and so on. Oh after that summer, I never saw that man again and I'd moved onto a young man by 16 ( and was on the oral contraceptive pill ) .