The great outdoors
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Outdoor showoff
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exibitionism
I like masturbating outdoors. On a lovely sunny day I often head to the woods nearby and find a quiet spot and spend and hour or so wanking and edging until I finally come all over myself or the ground. But its amazing how many people are either also looking to do this, or seem to go wandering off the beating track looking for people like me doing things like that.
A few months ago, I headed to my favourite spot, wearing just my jogging shorts and a zip-through hoody – so I can easily get almost naked as I get more aroused – and wandered off across the hills and into the lightly wooded area where I like to play.
I found a spot and dropped my shorts a little and let the air gently blow against my erection, gently stroking it now and again while keeping an ear and eye out for anyone passing.
As I got more into it, I unzipped my hoody and pulled down my shorts and sat on a fallen tree and gently masturbated, feeling my hard cock getting wet and stopping now and again to lick the pre-cum off my hand. Suddenly, I heard a twig snap and footsteps through the underbrush. I stopped and sort of covered myself – although I was so turned on that I didn't bother to pull up my pants... I sort of wanted to see what happened. I was very tucked away so I clearly wasn't trying necessarily to be found.
Anyway, I spied a man of about 50 appeared through the bushes, who clearly seemed to be looking to see what he could find. Years of doing this has taught me what voyeurs and fellow outdoor players behave like. I chanced it and started slowly masturbating again, feeling that rising sense of excitement that someone might see me. He did.
He paused on the other side of the bushes and watched as I stroked my now very hard, throbbing cock. He started to rub his through his trousers and then unzipped and pulled it out. As he got into his stride, he slowly edged through the bushes towards me until he was standing about five feet in front of me, his cock in his hand, end glistening has he pulled his foreskin back and forth.
This is always the most exciting part... just watching and knowing that we are doing something very private in front of each other, outside. He edged closer until he was right in front of me. It was very hot. Now, largely I like girls, but I am not averse to a cock. I just like the thrill of doing something naughty. I long ago got over the idea of gay, straight, bi etc... Its just a pleasant feeling having sex with anyone.
So, I bit the bullet and, taking my hand off my cock, took hold of his. It was warm and smooth and pulsating. And I started to gently wank him.
He groaned quietly and sighed as I sat there, my own erection sticking up between my legs, bobbing in time to me wanking him.
He stepped ever closer, so I could reach round with my other hand and touch his buttocks and soon he started breathing heavily and pushed his cock towards my face. What the hell, I thought, and took it gently in my mouth and sucked him. He groaned more loudly and started to thrust gently into my mouth, his hand holding the back of my head. He got faster and faster and then, with a massive groan, he came into my mouth, his hot salty cum hitting the back of my throat several times as his cock pumped itself dry.
He pulled out and I spat out his spunk onto the leaves and he thanked me. We then both realised that there were two more guys watching through the bushes, each with their cocks out wanking. Needless to say, I beckoned them over and the first one, about 20, marched over and proudly stood with his erection in front of me, demanding silently to be sucked. I did and he came pretty quickly. The second guy, in his 40s I guess was standing next to him and just came, all over my leg.
This was all lovely – and a bit of a result... usually you get one if you are lucky – but I was still super turned on and my cock throbbing. Having all cum the guys – all three of whom were wearing wedding rings, incidentally... it is surprising how many of us straight, married me like a cock – clearly had what they wanted and wandered off. I was left, cum all over my leg and my erection now throbbing and dripping.
Oh well, I thought, I will just have to have a wank. I started to play when a woman of about 40 suddenly appeared from the bushes to my right. Jeez, I exclaimed as I jumped and covered my cock as best I could with my hoody and hand.
Sorry, she said. I was watching you and your friends she said. Is this a gay cruising area? I guess it is now, I replied. Though none of us are 'gay' I said, doing the air quotes.
That was really hot she said. I have never seen guys do that before. So many willies and so much cum! Anyway, thanks for letting me watch! I thought she'd then wander off but she stayed put looking at the bulge beneath my hoody. I wasn't sure what she wanted, so I thought I may was well carry on... so I moved my hoody and my cock sprang up and I started to masturbate again. She stayed watching as I carried on.
There is something really hot about being watched wanking – it is one of my favourite things – and I was now really turned on.
That is so hot, she said, do you like being watched. I nodded and said "I do, I am a dirty boy". She took this as it was meant and said, "yes you are a very dirty boy... wanking in front of me and sucking cocks... You are very very dirty"... this was too much and I gasped and shot my load all over the place in front of her.
Mmmm that was a lot she said. I am so glad I got to see all that. And with that, she walked away.
I sat for a bit drying my cum covered cock in the breeze then got dressed and headed off back to the car park.
Imagine my surprise, when I walked past the woman who had watched me sitting in her car with the old guy who had fucked my mouth first of all, drinking tea. We smiled at each other and I went home. Clearly, some people are more practiced at this than others. But it was a really hot encounter. I go up there often but have never seen them again... though I have had other adventures, as I shall write about in coming months.
A few months ago, I headed to my favourite spot, wearing just my jogging shorts and a zip-through hoody – so I can easily get almost naked as I get more aroused – and wandered off across the hills and into the lightly wooded area where I like to play.
I found a spot and dropped my shorts a little and let the air gently blow against my erection, gently stroking it now and again while keeping an ear and eye out for anyone passing.
As I got more into it, I unzipped my hoody and pulled down my shorts and sat on a fallen tree and gently masturbated, feeling my hard cock getting wet and stopping now and again to lick the pre-cum off my hand. Suddenly, I heard a twig snap and footsteps through the underbrush. I stopped and sort of covered myself – although I was so turned on that I didn't bother to pull up my pants... I sort of wanted to see what happened. I was very tucked away so I clearly wasn't trying necessarily to be found.
Anyway, I spied a man of about 50 appeared through the bushes, who clearly seemed to be looking to see what he could find. Years of doing this has taught me what voyeurs and fellow outdoor players behave like. I chanced it and started slowly masturbating again, feeling that rising sense of excitement that someone might see me. He did.
He paused on the other side of the bushes and watched as I stroked my now very hard, throbbing cock. He started to rub his through his trousers and then unzipped and pulled it out. As he got into his stride, he slowly edged through the bushes towards me until he was standing about five feet in front of me, his cock in his hand, end glistening has he pulled his foreskin back and forth.
This is always the most exciting part... just watching and knowing that we are doing something very private in front of each other, outside. He edged closer until he was right in front of me. It was very hot. Now, largely I like girls, but I am not averse to a cock. I just like the thrill of doing something naughty. I long ago got over the idea of gay, straight, bi etc... Its just a pleasant feeling having sex with anyone.
So, I bit the bullet and, taking my hand off my cock, took hold of his. It was warm and smooth and pulsating. And I started to gently wank him.
He groaned quietly and sighed as I sat there, my own erection sticking up between my legs, bobbing in time to me wanking him.
He stepped ever closer, so I could reach round with my other hand and touch his buttocks and soon he started breathing heavily and pushed his cock towards my face. What the hell, I thought, and took it gently in my mouth and sucked him. He groaned more loudly and started to thrust gently into my mouth, his hand holding the back of my head. He got faster and faster and then, with a massive groan, he came into my mouth, his hot salty cum hitting the back of my throat several times as his cock pumped itself dry.
He pulled out and I spat out his spunk onto the leaves and he thanked me. We then both realised that there were two more guys watching through the bushes, each with their cocks out wanking. Needless to say, I beckoned them over and the first one, about 20, marched over and proudly stood with his erection in front of me, demanding silently to be sucked. I did and he came pretty quickly. The second guy, in his 40s I guess was standing next to him and just came, all over my leg.
This was all lovely – and a bit of a result... usually you get one if you are lucky – but I was still super turned on and my cock throbbing. Having all cum the guys – all three of whom were wearing wedding rings, incidentally... it is surprising how many of us straight, married me like a cock – clearly had what they wanted and wandered off. I was left, cum all over my leg and my erection now throbbing and dripping.
Oh well, I thought, I will just have to have a wank. I started to play when a woman of about 40 suddenly appeared from the bushes to my right. Jeez, I exclaimed as I jumped and covered my cock as best I could with my hoody and hand.
Sorry, she said. I was watching you and your friends she said. Is this a gay cruising area? I guess it is now, I replied. Though none of us are 'gay' I said, doing the air quotes.
That was really hot she said. I have never seen guys do that before. So many willies and so much cum! Anyway, thanks for letting me watch! I thought she'd then wander off but she stayed put looking at the bulge beneath my hoody. I wasn't sure what she wanted, so I thought I may was well carry on... so I moved my hoody and my cock sprang up and I started to masturbate again. She stayed watching as I carried on.
There is something really hot about being watched wanking – it is one of my favourite things – and I was now really turned on.
That is so hot, she said, do you like being watched. I nodded and said "I do, I am a dirty boy". She took this as it was meant and said, "yes you are a very dirty boy... wanking in front of me and sucking cocks... You are very very dirty"... this was too much and I gasped and shot my load all over the place in front of her.
Mmmm that was a lot she said. I am so glad I got to see all that. And with that, she walked away.
I sat for a bit drying my cum covered cock in the breeze then got dressed and headed off back to the car park.
Imagine my surprise, when I walked past the woman who had watched me sitting in her car with the old guy who had fucked my mouth first of all, drinking tea. We smiled at each other and I went home. Clearly, some people are more practiced at this than others. But it was a really hot encounter. I go up there often but have never seen them again... though I have had other adventures, as I shall write about in coming months.
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