0 comments/ 32899 views/ 0 favorites Outdoor Adventure By: Meka Annalise looked at her watch. He was forty-five minutes late, at least. She checked her backpack. The wine, the candles, the food were all there. What did she forget? There must be something...the blanket! She ran into her bedroom, grabbed a big stadium blanket out of the closet and, sprinting out of her room, ran right into John, almost falling over. He caught her around the waist, kissed her cheek, and held her close for a moment. "Are you ready?" "I am! I just realized I forgot the blanket and grabbed it. Why were you late?" John kissed her forehead. "I'll explain it in the car. Do you have everything I told you to get?" Annalise nodded. She knew that there was a picnic in her near future, but she wasn't positive where. John had asked her to trust him, that this would be an afternoon they wouldn't easily forget. She already trusted him. John took Annelise's hand and propped her backpack up on his shoulder. "Take the blanket." She nodded again. He pulled her out the front door and locked it with his key. They slid into his jeep, throwing the blanket and backpack into the back seat. Annelise felt her tension from a hard week of work melt out of her as he drove out of the city and into the mountains. John put a CD in, and Annelise smiled at the opening notes to Dvorak's New World Symphony. The smooth motion of the car twisting through foothills quickly put Annelise to sleep, and she knew nothing until the car stopped. John hopped out of the car and swung a gate open, jumping back in, driving through, and jumping out again, closed the gate. Now bumping through a well packed dirt road, Annelise paid close attention to the scenery. Trees surrounded the jeep on every side. Fresh air assaulted her senses, and she could hear rushing water on her left side. The road ended in a densely wooded glade, and John squeezed Annelise's knee. "We're on foot from here." She hopped out of the vehicle, stretching, feeling more tension melt from her body. John grabbed a picnic basket and handed the backpack to Annelise. They hiked through a mile of trees, no path easing their way. Annelise couldn't figure out how John knew where to go, but he looked like he knew what he was doing, so she followed unquestioningly. The trees opened to a meadow, and a spring bubbled into a wide pond. "Are we there yet?" she teased. At John's nod, she smiled, turning around, and inspected her surroundings. "How did you ever find this place?" "Magic." The air was cool on Annelise's skin, but the spring looked divine. "Shall we swim?", she asked. John smiled, and nodded once more. Annelise bit her lip and checked to make sure John was watching her eyes. She pulled the tail of her shirt from her shorts, and started unbuttoning her shirt from the bottom up. One button, two, three... checking to see if John was watching still (he was!) four buttons, five, six. The shirt opened, revealing soft, full breasts encased in silky white satin. John's gaze wasn't going anywhere. Leaving her shirt around her shoulders, Annelise unbuckled her belt and unbuttoned her khaki shorts, which, when released, fell to her ankles. White panties, matching the bra, covered her. Annelise turned away from John and bent over, showing her satin covered ass to him, and kicked off the shorts, unlacing her boots, taking plenty of time. John noticed that the panties tied on the sides, keeping that information handy for an appropriate time to take advantage of the fact. So caught up in Annelise's show, John stood, fully clothed, with a picnic basket on his arm. He heard a splash and realized he had missed her entry into the slowly rippling pond. Quickly undressing, he jumped into the pond, relishing the cold as it swept through him. Annelise floated on her back on the other end of the pond, staring at a deeply blue sky. He entered stealth mode, and taking a deep breath, swam underwater to her. The strings from the panties dangled in the water. Taking a string in each hand, John untied the left side without coming up for air or touching Annelise. Deftly swimming to her right side, he untied those strings, as well. Given the necessity of oxygen, John wisely decided to surface for air between Annelise's spread, floating legs. Slightly less wisely, he grabbed her around the waist, pulling her from her reverie. She screamed, surprised, then dunked John under the water and swam to the side of the pond she'd jumped into, her untied panties floating to the surface of the water. "This is war!" "I surrender!" "You're no fun!" "Wanna bet?" John swam to her side of the pond and held his hands up as he entered shallower water. "I'm not going to surprise you again." She considered the veracity of this statement, and decided to go with it. "Fine." He pulled her shoulders toward him, laced his fingers through her long wet hair, and lightly touched her mouth with his own. The white bra, transparent, conformed exactly to Annelise's breasts. The cold water had worked its usual magic, and her hard nipples jutted through the thin, diaphanous material. Gently outlining the inner edge of her lips with his tongue, John slid his hands from her hair and reached between her breasts, unclasping the now pointless garment. Drawing the material away and off her shoulders, he stepped back and regarded her. Embarrassed at the scrutiny, Annelise blushed, a pink flush spreading from her cheeks to her chest. John stepped forward again, feeling naked skin touch naked skin, and kissed her once more. In spite of the cold water, John's cock reacted to smooth skin against his body, filling with hot blood. He moved his lips to the soft, smooth skin behind Annelise's ear, lightly sucking, lightly nibbling on the earlobe, and lightly brushing his lips down her jawline. Content to enjoy the play of his lips on her, Annelise closed her eyes, trusting the bouyant water and John to support her. The sun warmed her eyelids, and John's fingers moving carefully down her back gave her goosebumps. Never one to care for dichotomies, Annelise enjoyed the moment. John's lips skimmed down Annelise's neck, between her firm breasts. He dipped underwater and slid his tongue into her navel, making her giggle sweetly, a laugh he felt, but didn't hear. Annelise moved her own hands to John's head, pulling him from the water, up to her mouth again. His mouth cold from the water, he pressed his lips to hers, drawing heat from her into himself. Her warm tongue entered his mouth, flooding him with more heat than could be explained by mere thermodynamics. Annelise pushed John into slightly deeper water. With shoulders submerged, she pulled herself close to him and wrapped her legs around his waist, his hard cock pressed between their naked bodies. Her face close to his, she leaned in for another soft kiss, then pushed her hips out and back, then smoothly up over his cock. He felt himself poised at her entrance, and tried to thrust into her. His thrusts only pushing her further back, she laughed. Imperceptibly, she slid down just a bit, solidifying the connection between their most sensitive places. Cool water washed his cock, but the tenuous connection between their bodies warmed John, making him even harder. Another tiny movement of her hips pulled John into Annelise completely. He stopped breathing, just concentrating on the silken wetness surrounding him. She clenched her cunt around his cock, from the base to the tip, in a rippling motion. He moaned loud and long, and she clenched a little tighter. She rose up and down, slowly, clenching her cunt around him. He moaned again, and she increased speed. John's hands supported Annelise's ass, and he used them to pull her in harder, providing enough leverage to slide completely into her. He nibbled on her neck, kissed her lips softly, and drove himself deeper, faster into her. She whimpered softly, feeling him deep, pushing hard into her depths. He rubbed along her clitoris with each stroke, bringing her higher and higher. God. It felt so good! His strokes faster and faster, Annelise threw her head back. She pulled John in with her legs, faster, and faster. He bit her shoulder and groaned loud, her cue to her own release. Waves of pleasure swept Annelise, and she almost lost her grip around John's legs. He felt the rhythmic clenching of her cunt around him, and started pulsing into her, filling her cunt with hot cum. Spent, they both realized that cold water surrounded them. Annelise dismounted cleanly, and swam to the edge of the pond. She unfolded the blanket she had nearly forgotten hours before on the grass and lay in the sun smiling at John as he joined her. He curled close to her and started to snore. "Just like a man", she muttered to herself. She watched him sleep, stroking his hair as it dried in the sunlight, and opened the bottle of wine she'd put in her backpack. After a glass, she joined his slumber, dreaming of the weekend to come. Outdoor Adventure First let me say that I have been a house nudist for many years. Over the last few years I have been experimenting with outside exhibitionism. During the late spring through early fall, I take advantage of the increased foliage provided by my surroundings. I sometimes go outside to the mailbox to get the mail, or sit on the chairs on the front porch. Most of the time I go on the back deck where I can stretch out and relax. My only concern about being caught comes from my immediate neighbor's daughter. She works strange hours and sometimes comes home at different times, sometimes catching me in an awkward position. Nude sunbathing often leaves little to the imagination. She is about 20-ish and has a little meat on her bones, but is cute as hell. I have often jerked off thinking of her coming over after catching me outside. She would walk over to our deck and clear her throat looking at my naked prone body. Waking up and attempting to cover myself, she would tell me, "No need to cover up now, I've seen everything." Looking up at her blushing, I tell her, "Well, now that you have seen me, what about you? Can I see what you have?" Looking down at me she opens the gate closing it behind her. She looks around and reaches for the hem of her shirt. I notice two large buttons that appear to be her nipples starting to grow under her shirt. In one swoop she lifts her shirt over her head baring two braless melons that are exactly what I imagined she would have. They look to be in the D scale, maybe a 38 or a 40. Seeing the size of her nipples, which are larger than pencil erasers, my mouth begins to water. She leans over me hanging he breasts just out of reach of my mouth. I stick my tongue out barely grazing each of the large buds lightly. They seem to be growing even larger every time my tongue brushes against them. Lifting my head, I clamp down on one of them and she gasps loudly. She lowers her body so that my head is back on the deck. She begins feeding her breast to me as if I am a small child feeding from her large breast. I suck on one and then the other as she begins moaning softly. I grab her head and pull it to my stomach where she begins kissing and licking the sweat from it. I reach up and begin rubbing her sides and back pulling her to me. Running my hands over her body, I begin fumbling with her shorts trying to remove them. She catches on to what I am doing and lifts up taking off her shorts. I turn over and kiss her deeply on the lips as she runs her hands over my chest down to my enlarged cock. The warmth of her hand gets me even harder than before. Kissing her, I turn her around so she is under me. I begin kissing her face slowly moving down. As I reach her breasts, I again work them over again feeling her hips rise up to meet mine. Pushing my hips down grinding our hips together feeling the heat from her pussy spreading across my cock. I begin kissing lower working my way down her stomach kissing her hips and bellybutton as her hips begin moving with purpose. Grabbing my head, she pushes me down to the center of her being. Kissing and licking my way down, I notice that she is completely shaven which matches my own condition. I love the feeling of skin on skin when making love to someone. I kiss her pelvic bone pushing down firmly causing her hips to rise higher than before. As I push down with my mouth, my tongue slips out and travels between the folds of her pussy and over her clit. She grabs my hair and pulls my face farther into her pussy. Flicking my tongue over her clit her body goes into convulsions soaking my face with her sweet tasting juices. I look up from her pussy and see her looking around us as if looking for someone to see us. She seems to be continually cumming as she realizes where she is and what she is doing. As I feel her body cresting from another orgasm I rise up and move to where I can kiss her again. She kisses me deeply and begins licking her juices off my face. My cock is as hard as is can be without bursting while she licks my face, that she doesn't notice as I slide effortlessly into her pussy. She feels me slide into her and she stops kissing me and bites my shoulder. I slide in and out of her slowly letting her get used to the sensations. She stops biting me and begins looking around to see if anyone is watching us. She looks up into my eyes and I kiss her tenderly as I slide all of my cock deep into her. I feel her pussy contract on my cock as if she is trying to keep it for herself. Her eyes snap open and she looks as if she is about to scream and I clamp my mouth over hers as she thrashes her hips up and down and side to side as she screams into my mouth. Her hands are on my hips trying to force more of me into her as her pussy spasms around my cock. I begin trusting deep into her as I feel my balls slap on her ass. I feel the cum building in my balls and begin shooting deep into her pussy. She opens her eyes and I rise up to watch her cum and she lets out an earth shattering scream that I'm afraid that will alert the neighbors to what is going on. Filled with passion, I let her scream her head off not caring what happens afterwards. My cum explodes inside her as she continues screaming. As we both began to come down from our first outdoor fucking, I begin to stroke her hair and rub her stomach to relax her. I roll off her and as I watch my cum slowly seep from her pussy, I hear a noise from the side of the house. Looking up I hear someone say, "Don't mind me, I just came over to see what my daughter was screaming about." "Mom, I can explain!" "Don't bother explaining, just move over!" But that is another story. Outdoor Adventure This is an erotic audio story, written by me and read by my girlfriend. An erotic trip on a new motorcycle. Enjoy! * * * * * Click Here to listen. (12.25 min/mp3) * * * * * Outdoor Adventure As Kayla settled into her sleeping bag, she couldn't help feeling frustrated. Not only would her husband not share a bag with her, he had already turned his back to her and gone to sleep. She had been eager to go camping, fantasizing about wild sex in the great outdoors. The meadow where they had stopped to pitch their tent was secluded with only a narrow dirt road connecting it to the outside world. The scene was ripe for something thrilling to happen. But another couple had arrived that afternoon. They were camped a good ways off, but it dashed Kayla's hopes of sex on the grass. She at least expected to fuck in the tent, but her husband said he was too tired. Now she lay in the dark feeling lonely and horny. She wore nothing except a thin t-shirt and a pair of light cotton panties, giving herself easy access to her own body. She reached beneath the shirt to fondle her own breasts. Her nipples were already stiff, and when she stroked them a shiver of pleasure ran through her. She pushed one hand into her panties and stroked her slit before using her fingers to spread her lips and dip into her hole. She moaned softly then tightened her lips to keep quiet. Her juices were flowing, quickly wetting her crotch and her busy fingers. She pinched her clit and stroked it, making her body quiver. Orgasm was coming quickly as she dreamed of being taken like an animal, down on her hands and knees on the grass or among the trees as a big hard stud pounded her from behind. She felt the pressure of her cum nearing, but she also felt a different pressure. Her bladder was full, and she needed to pee. Normally, she wouldn't have stopped masturbating. Having to pee badly sometimes made her orgasm more intense. But she also knew she was liable to squirt out piss when she came, and she didn't want to wet her sleeping bag. Moving as quietly as she could, she left her husband snoring and left the tent. The full moon lit up the meadow brightly. She could see the other tent. With no one to see her, she boldly walked across the grass in her bare feet, aiming for the nearby stream. She actually wished someone was there to see her, to appreciate her body. The stream was fairly wide along the edge of the meadow, lined with bushes along its gently bank. Close by, the water formed a small pond to one side where the water was calm. It made an excellent place to bathe with its bottom of fine sand. Kayla waded in knee deep. She squatted, bringing her crotch close to the water, pulled aside her panties and began to pee. Idly, she wondered what it would be like to squat over a man's crotch like this, to piss on his hard cock before sliding her cunt down it and fucking him. She reached between her legs and began to rub her clit as she pissed, feeling wicked. Her urine stopped, but Kayla continued to masturbate. She pushed two fingers into her fuckhole and squeezed her tits with her other hand. She moaned softly, enjoying what she was doing. The open sky above her made her feel free, as if there were no limits on her anymore. Her orgasm rushed on her, making her shake. She hunched her hips, fucking her own hand as her woman-cum made her fingers sticky. She stopped moving, panting a little, enjoying the sweet afterglow as she idly continued to fondle herself. A noise from the bank made her freeze. Those were definitely footsteps. Remaining crouched, Kayla moved close to a bush, trying to peer through it to see who was coming. A figure appeared, a man with no shirt or shoes, wearing only a pair of black sweatpants. She recognized him when he got closer. It was Brad, the man from the couple in the other tent. Kayla felt her skin grow warm. She was half-naked, and she could smell her own arousal. Could he? she wondered. And, did she want him to? Her eyes remained glued to him as he stopped at the edge of the bank not far from where she was hiding. He looked around, then reached for his crotch. Kayla gasped when he pulled the waistband of his pants down and pulled out a semi-hard cock. Brad sighed as he aimed his cock at the water and released a thick stream of piss. Kayla's hand flew back to her crotch. She couldn't believe she was seeing this! Her pussy felt electric beneath the touch of her fingers. She felt incredibly aroused. Brad finished pissing and he shook his cock to fling off the last few drops. He didn't put his cock away, though. Instead Kayla watched as he began to stroke himself. His half-hard member swelled to full size. Kayla's mouth watered as she stared at Brad's cock. Suddenly she wanted this man. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted to suck his cock and grind her pussy on his mouth. She plunged her fingers inside herself, making a squishing sound. Brad had his eyes closed. His fist pumped up and down his shaft steadily. She heard him moan. He bent forward a little, bending his knees, and began moving his hips as if he were fucking someone, thrusting his swollen cock through his curled fingers. Kayla was panting, finger-fucking herself in a matched rhythm, pretending she was the one getting fucked. She couldn't resist moaning. Brad's eyes flew open. He looked right at her, eyes wide. For a moment, they both froze. Then he must have noticed how she was dressed, must have been able to see how she was masturbating, watching him. Slowly, smiling, he resumed jacking off. Kayla moaned again as she also went on masturbating. Brad moaned louder, his eyes glued to her. She had never felt so wicked before, nor had she ever felt such a connection to anyone. "My god, you're beautiful," he said, the first words he'd ever spoken to her. Then, "I'm cumming!" Kayla gasped as Brad tensed. Jism shot from the end of his cock, a thick dollop flying through the air to hit the ground not far from her. More followed, Strong jets of thick white sperm until the last of it dribbled over his fingers. Kayla cried out as her own orgasm struck like a bomb. She shook, clutching her hand over her spasming cunt. When it was over, she felt almost too weak to stand. Brad hadn't moved. He still had his cock in his hand, idly stroking as he watched her cum. Kayla knew what she wanted to do, what she had to do. She rose out of the water and walked to him. It was wonderful the way his eyes devoured her. She stepped close, in front of him, and put her hands on his arms. He released his cock as she rose onto her toes and kissed him softly. She felt his cock, beginning to soften, rub against her tummy. He returned her kiss, their lips tumbling over one another until she opened her mouth to him. She touched her tongue to his lips. He opened his mouth and their tongues embraced like old lovers. It made her hair stand on end, such a perfect kiss. Kayla pulled her mouth from his and settled onto her feet again, grinning coyly. Her hand wrapped around his cock. Already it was swelling again. The hot flesh filled her hand, and her first thought was that Brad was going to fill her pussy better than her husband did. First though... Brad watched wide-eyed as Kayla sank to her knees. She ran her tongue up the length of his shaft and closed her lips around the head. Her tongue gently probed his tiny hole, coming away with the faintest tasted of his manliness. She cupped his balls gently, rubbing them as she licked down his length again, all the way to the base. She suckled his balls, inhaling deeply his musky scent. Then she ran her tongue back to his head and let it slip past her lips into her mouth. Brad groaned as she took in nearly half his length before pulling back, applying gently suction and fluttering her tongue against the sensitive underside of his shaft. His fingers ran through her hair as she went down again, taking more of him in. She felt light-headed, as if none of this was really happening. It was so hard to believe she was on her knees out in the great wide open sucking another man's cock. And she loved it. She put her hands on his hips, urging him to fuck her mouth. He moaned loudly as she drew back and let his cock pop wetly from her mouth before plunging back down, slurping him. His hips pushed forward, shoving his length through her lips. His cock throbbed in her mouth. Her pussy was creaming by itself. She pulled off him again. She grabbed his cock with one hand and fisted the shaft, slick with her spit. A tendril of saliva stretched out from his head to her lips as she looked up at him. His eyes flamed with the same deep lust she felt burning inside her. Quickly, she sucked him back into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she jacked him into her mouth. She had to make herself stop. As tempting as it was to make him cum in her mouth or spurt on her face, there was another place she wanted his seed. She pulled his pants down and helped him out of them, leaving him nude. She stood up and pulled her shirt off over her head. They embraced again, pressing eager mouths together. His bare chest felt so good against her breasts. Her stiff nipples tingled as they rubbed over his skin. His hands clamped onto her ass cheeks. He pulled her closer, grinding his cock into her. His hands slipped into the waistband. As he lowered himself down her body, leaving a wet trail with his tongue, the panties were pushed down her legs. He paused to suckle each of her heavy tits, then snaked his mouth over her tummy, down to her crotch. She stepped out of her panties as he nosed his way between her legs. She jumped as his tongue found her slit. His strong hands grabbed her waist and turned her around. "Bend over," he ordered, and she quickly obeyed. She felt his hot breath on her pussy an instant before his mouth covered her. He pressed his tongue flatly over her clit, raking over it. Then his lick passed between her swollen pussy lips, and she heard him smack his lips as he drank her flowing juice. She moaned when he shoved his tongue inside her. His thumb rubbed her clit as he tongue-fucked her. His nose rubbed over her asshole followed by a wet finger pressing gently into her. Kayla thought she would explode. Two fingers pushed into her pussy and fucked her wetly as Brad covered her asshole with his tongue. She felt its wet heat enter her backside and she came, her hips bucking. She cried out loudly, praying no one would wake and catch them, and humped back at his face until the waves of dazzling pleasure abated. Her knees were wobbly as she straightened and turned to him. He embraced her tightly, kissing her ardently. The taste of her orgasm was on his mouth as she sucked greedily at his tongue. He squeezed her tits with one hand as the other gripped her ass. His hard cock jutted between her thighs and rubbed against her acing cunt. Kayla groaned into his mouth. "Fuck me," she told him. "I want you to fuck me." He trembled as he pulled her down to the soft grass and lay her on her back. She spread her legs wide for him, eagerly opening herself to him. Brad kneeled between her thighs and leaned over her. His hard cock lay on her, between her swollen lips. He thrust back and forth a few times, sawing his member through her splayed wetness. Then he pulled back farther to let his cock drop down. He pressed the head against her opening, pressed harder, and began to enter her. Kayla clutched his arms as she felt herself being penetrated. His thick cock split her lips which caressed his shaft like a lover's kiss. He really was thicker than her husband, and it felt so wonderful to be filled with him. He halted a few inches into her and pulled back. Kayla clutched at his departing cock with her pussy muscles. He plunged back inside her, ramming his cock halfway into her. Kayla cried out and lifted her legs to dig her heels into the backs of his legs. He thrust again, burying his cock in her pussy. Kayla lifted her legs high into the air and felt a thrill as he sank into her just a little deeper. Brad hooked his arms behind her legs and began to fuck her with long, slow, deep strokes. With her feet resting on his chest, Kayla pushed back at him, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts. It was the most thrilling thing she'd ever done. The grass at her back, the starry sky overhead, the cool breeze on her naked skin, and this beautiful man's cock pistoning in and out of her hungry cunt. That she was cheating on her husband was barely a consideration. Nothing that felt this right could be wrong. She came with a deep moan. Brad paused with his cock deep inside her pulsating cunt, holding her quivering legs as her body shook and her woman-cum flooded over his balls. When she relaxed again he lowered her legs and lay over her. She wrapped her arms around him and put her legs over his, locking his body to hers. He began to fuck her faster, harder, his heavy balls slapping against her asshole with each grunting thrust. They kissed passionately. A strange emotion filled her, blossoming love mixed with urgent need and aching desire. Brad's dick was swelling inside her. She could tell he was going to cum. His face was twisting with his pleasure, his breath fast and heavy, constantly moaning. Kayla heard herself moaning in tune with him. Her pussy was on fire. The nerves were raw and crackling with electric sparks of ecstasy. Brad slammed into her harder. "Fuck me, fuck me," Kayla panted. "Cum inside me. Oh, oh, oh, I'm cumming again!" She felt him explode inside her, his hot cum rocketing into her as her pussy throbbed and milked his thick shaft. She saw sparks in her eyes as she came again, the strongest orgasm of her life. She squeezed his body to hers as they shook and moaned together. He managed to pull back a little and slam into her, igniting another explosion inside her. More of his sperm jetted into her body, filling her with his hot liquid. It seemed a long while before he was spent. He relaxed on top of her as they kissed and caressed one another. He held her tightly and rolled onto his back, pulling her over on top of him. She straddled him, his cock still buried in her cunt, as they kissed softly. "I'm so glad I had to piss," he said. She giggled. "Me, too," she said. In fact, she felt a little piss left inside her and wondered what it would be like to let it go while he was still inside her. What would he think? And she wondered if they would get to be alone again, and what they would do together. Her asshole still tingled from the touch of his tongue. The possibilities filled her with delight. An hour later, after bathing each other in the stream and sharing countless kisses, Kayla crawled back into her tent as he went to his. She got into her sleeping bag and fell almost instantly into an exhausted sleep. And when she dreamed, she saw Brad's face, and stars.