I love surprises. I also love outdoor sex. So I was delighted when the lovely Big Miss Naughty (@BigMissNaughty) sent me this wonderfully wicked tale.
I’m absolutely certain you will enjoy it as much as I did.
Chloë
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Birdwatching
He suggested they meet on Saturday afternoon. He had been working and she met him there. “Wear a skirt, no underwear” was the request. She took it one step further with no bra, just a vest top and tight fitting denim skirt that hugged her bum. She got to the meeting place, found a secluded spot and took a flash selfie of her bare breast and sent it to him. As he walked over the car park she indicated he should look at his phone. He giggled.
The nature reserve was not far away. He drove quickly with purpose. It was a nice day so the risk of being caught was fairly high. After parking the car, he grabbed a camera and binoculars. But they knew there would be no twitching done today.
Walking into the reserve, they didn’t speak much. She followed him as he knew the way. They knew what would be happening as soon as they got to the hide. The furthest hide was ideal; less chance of being caught. Camera and binoculars set in place, he kissed her. She knew she was damp, the thrill of the breeze on her pussy adding to her excitement. She felt his erection growing in his jeans too.
“Sit down” he told her. As she did he opened his jeans and his erect cock was presented for her to suck. She did, in the way she knew he liked. Gentle kisses on the head of his swelling cock, but with some urgency, she sucked him deeply. His moans, the acknowledgement she was doing something he liked. She continued to lick and suck on his cock, briefly stopping for breath and to press her lips around the soft, swollen head.
“Stand up. Turn around” not orders but enough that she knew he wanted her. She pressed her hips against his cock, his hands on her hips moving down to pull her skirt, ready to expose her bare arse to him. She shivered at the anticipation, not from the breeze on her bare skin and her now wet pussy.
“Bend over” which she did leaning on the concrete seat, legs spread to allow him to thrust deep in her. Gasping as he did, she caught her breath. He too moaned as he felt her pussy warm and tight around him.
They fucked quickly not knowing who, if anybody would be on their way to the hide. She heard his breathing change, his release close. Faster he fucked her. Her hands sore from leaning on the cold, hard concrete seat. She could feel herself tighten around him, the thrill of perhaps being caught, the cool air, his grip on her hip and breast.
All too soon, they were finished. He quickly put his still swollen but softening cock in his jeans, she pulled her skirt down, his warm cum trickling down.
Gathering the camera and binoculars to leave, they were greeted with “Good Afternoon”. Turning round, to see a man, who had just arrived at the hide.
Had they been heard or seen? Nodding in acknowledgement that it was indeed a good afternoon, they left.
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