Naked in the Forest

I raise my hands and place them against a branch just above my head. Kevin is quick in tying them to the wood. We’ve been playing with bondage for months, and I know I can trust him. I know his knots are safe. I know he’s chosen this place after thorough research.
When my hands are tied to the branch, he unbuttons my black skirt and lets it fall to the ground. That’s the first push to my excitement. I’ve come commando, as per Kevin’s instructions. Only a black t-shirt remains to cover my hardening nipples and just half of my bare butt.
“Close your eyes,” he commands.
I love when hubby is in this mood. Playful, commanding, unexpected. Like the blindfold which covers my eyes soon afterwards.
I’m bound to a tree, in the middle of a forest, but so close to the path that I can occasionally hear the distant voices of people. If someone enters the depths of the woods — maybe to have some fun like us — they are going to catch us.
But here I am, my legs and butt naked, my holes exposed, my arms tied. I’m completely in my hubby’s hands. Today he’ll do whatever he wants.
At first, he has fun exploring my body. The chill breeze caressing my hard nipples and my naked pussy covers me with goosebumps.
Kevin’s fingers trace my neck and shoulders, then my sides, circling my breasts, purposely avoiding any contact with my nipples, and yet causing the fabric to rub them.
After all, my moans don’t lie, nor the way I’m already wiggling my body, looking for more.
When his fingers slide from my thighs upwards to touch my naked butt — and my wet slit afterwards — I’m already at my limit.
I want him to fuck me. Hard, now.
“Touch me,” I ask.
“Nope,” he mutters, lingering on my pussy, pressing his fingers close to my clit, but not on it.
The more I beg, the more he enjoys teasing me.
“I said touch it,” I ask again, but the only thing I get in response is a spank on my pussy that makes me shiver.
Well, at least he touched it, I think, satisfied with myself.
“Got you,” I mock him.
It’s an internal fight between the need to be taken now, and the one to be teased for hours like this. The inability to move makes me anxious and excited at the same time.
“Spread your legs.”
“No,” I say, keeping them closed when he tries to force them apart.
“Spread them.”
I surrender because, of course, I want him to look at me in such a lewd pose.
The noise of his steps on the leaves reveals to me his position. He’s behind me, probably crouching, looking at my pussy and ass.
Click. Click.
Mmm…. photos. I’m looking forward to seeing them. And yet I’ll be so embarrassed…
Click. Click.
He’s in front of me now. I wriggle to get a little pleasure from the cotton grazing on my nipples, but he doesn’t touch them.
Suddenly, I hear a noise behind me.
“Did you hear that?” I ask. “Is someone there?”
“And what if there is?”
Chills run down my spine.
Was it just my imagination, or is someone looking at my bare butt, right now?
Click. Click.
Photos, again, then a sudden kiss. I open my lips accepting Kevin’s passion, his tongue playing with mine, his hands fondling my tits.
My legs and arms feel a little tired, but I love to be so powerless for him.
A hand slides down my butt, pulling up my t-shirt to my hips and spreading my buttocks to expose my little hole.
Click. Click.
The camera sound comes from afar. It can’t be Kevin, taking these shots.
I start, interrupting the kiss.
“There’s someone here!”
“Shh,” he says, placing a finger on my lips.
Fuck… is someone really looking at me?
A spank, then another. I moan at the sudden pain, but my pussy is so wet I think it’ll soon start dripping on the ground.
When his fingers finally slide inside me, I arch my body to invite them deeper.
“Yes… yes, love… finally…”
I rock my hips back and forth, as he adds one, then another finger, until three of them are sliding in and out my drenched cunt.
“Yes… yes… don’t stop… fuck me…”
I moan, probably too loud, but I’ve forgotten where we are. I just want him to please me, now.
Click. Click.
The sound of the camera brings me back to reality.
No, this time I can’t be mistaken. The camera has changed position and someone is walking on the leaves, revealing the person’s location.
“Who’s there?” I ask, tensing so much that I push Kevin’s hand out of me.
A hard spank reminds me who’s in charge, right now.
“For real… Kevin… is someone looking at me?”
To be honest, I just want to know. We’ve talked more than once about the possibility of being exposed to strangers. It excited me so much that we agreed he could do it whenever he wanted.
“I’ve invited someone to look at you,” he says simply.
I shiver, this time not because of the breeze. Someone has been taking photos of my exposed body… someone has been looking at my naughtiest spots.
“Who… who’s there?” I ask.
“A couple.”
A couple? Not a single person? Did he invite them here or… are they just passersby? No, he would have never given his camera to total strangers… he must have planned it.
“I… don’t believe you,” I say.
But I know it’s the truth. I just want proof, because I’m getting so wet at the thought of showing off like this, that the next time hubby’s fingers slide into my pussy I almost peak.
“Do you like her ass?” he asks them.
“She’s so pretty,” a female voice replies. “Thanks for letting me take photographs of her,” she adds.
It was her… she was taking shots of me. Fuck… a woman was admiring my pussy and ass, just a moment ago. She was taking shots of my husband’s fingers sliding in and out my pussy! My legs almost fail me. My entire body is trembling with excitement.
“A perfect ass and such a pink, swollen pussy,” the man adds.
His voice comes from behind me, close to the ground. He must be crouching, looking at my holes.
I want to be fucked. I need to be fucked. Kevin, please, take what’s yours, already!
I don’t even need to ask for it, though. He grabs my hips, and soon I feel his hardness pressing on my wet pussy. I arch my back, pushing my butt to him, accepting his full length inside me, in a single thrust.
“Mmm… oh, my god… it feels so good…”
It’s not only his cock — which I love, of course. I’m being fucked in front of two stranger, for fuck’s sake! Without being able to even see them. This may be the most exciting experience of my entire life.
I’m shivering and trembling in pleasure, and shaking under the thrusts of hubby’s cock in my cunt. He is so hard, so excited, too… he’s reaching so deep inside me, slamming his balls against my clit, rubbing my cervix with his tip…
My pussy is on fire. It squeezes and massages the big cock, using it for my own pleasure. A strong orgasm is growing inside me… a slow, unavoidable tide which I know will soon pervade me.
Then, someone pulls my t-shirt up to my neck, exposing my naked breasts. But I’m sure it’s not hubby… his hands are still on my hips, pulling my butt to him as he pumps his cock in and out my pussy.
“Who’s… who’s touching me?” I ask, but hubby doesn’t answer.
Chills run down my spine. A stranger is looking at my tits and… the hand caressing them, now, is so gentle and tender, that I instantly know it’s the woman, touching me.
I can’t stop my moans. Her hands cup my tits, her fingers tentatively trace the contour of my nipples. Then, her mouth is on me. Such tender lips and tongue, teasing me, that I wonder why the hell I’ve never allowed any woman to play with me before.
A rougher hand reaches for my mound, caresses my hair, then begins rubbing my clit. The man is masturbating me, while Kevin continues thrusting his dick in and out of me. I’m in the grasp of my husband and two strangers, and there’s nowhere else I would want to be. I really can’t resist anymore.
An incredible orgasm. One of those to be remembered for an entire life, one of those shaking me to the core. My legs fail me, but the wrists tied to the branch above my head and hubby’s hands on my hips support me. I cum hard, wriggling my body, squeezing my husband’s cock, then pushing it out when the pressure inside me becomes too much. Juices drip on the stranger’s hand, then on the ground, as the last waves of a wet climax find their way out of me.
I’m exhausted. I just want to lay on the ground now.
Kevin let me catch my breath. Only afterwards, he frees my arms first, and then removes my blindfold, but when I look around, there’s no trace of the couple.
“Where are they?”
“They left.”
“I wanted to see them,” I complain.
“Next week, maybe.”
“No blindfold?”
“If you’ll behave.”
I grin. I’m not so sure I can be a good wife, but I may try for a couple of days — if such an exciting experience is my reward.
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