2 comments/ 39774 views/ 8 favorites Sheila...The Exhibitionist By: Haunting Copywrite 2012 Haunting The Meeting *Damn! She is so fucking HOT!* I thought as I rode my bike past the neighborhood's exhibitionist...again. For a couple of months I had noticed her diligently working her yard: weeding, messing with her trees, and mowing with an ancient reel-type push mower...always dressed in the briefest of garments. *I wonder if she knows that her shorts have a tear in the crotch?* I mused coasting slowly past the long-legged silver-haired woman perched, sweating, on the slope of her yard near the curb. Her tangled shoulder length tresses glistened in the hot August sunshine. As I slowed to a ridiculous crawl in the opposite bike lane, wobbling, she paused in her weeding. Looking up she peered at me over her glasses and smiled from between widely splayed knees roughly textured with imprints from kneeling on her yard. Behind mirrored shades my gaze quickly slid from her wide full mouth over a nice pair of sweating tits loosely encased in an old thin sleeveless blue shirt past smooth tanned thighs widening nicely toward her ridiculously short hot pink shorts. I caught a brief glimpse of the crotch of her shorts stretched so tight that her hidden puffy pussy lips were in obvious sensual bas relief then I was past. *Damn! She has great legs and delicious hips. She has got to know that she is displaying herself to all that pass by in the lane next to her house. Wonder what she looks like up close?* That night I went to sleep with thoughts of what makes an exhibitionist exhibit, her wry grin haunting that mysterious zone between reality and dreams . The next morning I woke up to much nastier thoughts of me drilling her on the carefully clipped grass behind her house, her hot pink shorts dangling from a bobbing ankle as she cried out in pleasure. Dressing for my usual ride I determined to talk with her today. On my first pass she looked up and smiled...again. "Hi." "Hi!" she replied with some genuineness. An hour later, near sunset, she was still out there weeding her long legs provocatively open to the oncoming traffic. Her hot pink shorts practically disappeared into the grass she sat on. This time I dinged my bell and swung into a slow circle so I would ride close to her. I then slowed and stopped about 5 feet from her straddling my bike my feet on the pavement. She smiled. "Hello...hot isn't it?" she said moving a stray strand of hair from her sweating face. *Yes you are!* "It is hot. Your yard looks great." I complimented her trying to not stare at her crotch on open display. "Why...thank you! I try." she laughed making her sweating boobs swing and bounce under that thin light blue top...embroidered...and mended. I was thirsty and pulled out my water bottle, took a drink, and offered her some. She declined pulling again at the few weeds between her lovely legs. Her knees stayed high and her legs stayed open. Drinking again I started to wonder how long she would keep them open with a man this close. The tear in her shorts was obvious this closeup and revealed white inner thigh and also the pink edge of cotton panties. "Yes...I know..." she said without looking up or pausing in her weeding. "I should sew that rip but I sort of like it. Hee hee hee." I didn't quite choke but the water coursed down my yellow bicyclist jersey anyway. "Damn!" I wiped at the spill and caught her looking carefully at me above her glasses with her blue eyes. "Did I do that? Hee hee hee." "Well...I...Yes. You did!" I smiled and flirted. "Good! Nice to know I can still have some effect on a man. Hee hee hee. I'm Sheila." She said from between her wide-spread sweating thighs. "That's a lovely name. I'm Jeff ....Wanna fuck, Sheila?" I turned and wheeled my bike into the hidden boundary area between her yard and the neighbor's. Standing beside her I heard a slight intake of breath as she got a good look at the obvious bulge under my bike shorts. A car passed us in the near lane. I waited for her response thinking she might just bolt and call the cops or....? Brazenly she reached up and squeezed my growing package with a firm searching grip. "Yes." she whispered and slowly stood up first stretching and then rotating her upper body and unkinking her long neck. The Mating All of 5 foot 2 Sheila smiled at me again but this time her sweating face was contorted with a fierce lust. Without a word she strode away from me and up the small hill toward a tall pair of old blue spruce trees. In their cooler shade, and barely adequate cover, she looked at me over her shoulder and then slowly bent over pulling her torn hot pink shorts and pink panties aside with her right hand balancing herself on the dry pine needles with the left and stayed there. My hard on immediately turned into a thick length of hot steel. I staggered up to her with the awkward gait that my cock demanded. *Am I fucking dreaming?* I wondered as I cautiously positioned myself behind Sheila. The exquisite odor drifting back from her cunt convinced me otherwise and I quickly shucked my shorts feeling my engorged cock slap against my belly as it pulled free and crowed. "Hurry!" Sheila whispered hoarsely licking her dry lips...pouty lips eager with desire. Questing prick in hand I nudged up against her missing on the first thrust evoking a grunt from Sheila as I obscenely prodded her inner thigh. Sheila had a luscious ass and I gripped her left hip for a steadying balance. Horny Sheila wriggled and wiggled as my cockhead sought sanctuary inside her hot drippy hole. "Wait!" "Now!" "Shit!" "Fuck!" "Hold still, dammit!" "Ooooooo...." We both sighed when the tip of my purplish head finally found its swollen target. I was acutely aware of how close the sounds of passing cars and bicyclists were to our "hidden" spot as my textured cockhead made an intimate greeting to the inside of Sheila's cunt. Moving my legs apart in a better stance I pressed harder and watched my wedge-shaped cockhead slowly widening Sheila's pink pussy into a very taut "o" making that sultry bitch of a cunt drool and release more of her heady scent. The sun was setting making the cloudless blue sky turn first gold then orange as it neared the far horizon. "Fuck...YES!" Sheila cried as her pussy yawned and swallowed the wide head. She bucked against the penetration reaching back and around my legs trying to pull me in deeper. The sight of an encircling cunt peeking out between her tanned thighs just below her star-like asshole was...awesome! "Shhh...they can hear you!" I cautioned sliding in deeper. "Well...I should hope SO!" she laughed. "I WANT them to, dammit!" Deeper my bulging-veined cock fucked...deeper...deeper. "Oh...SHIT! Come on! Just FUCK ME!" she yelled. Finally bottoming out against her upraised ass I quickly looked around to see if anyone might have heard her. Peeking out between the thick branches I could see a car driving past but it was so hot and humid that everyone's AC was on and their windows up. Sheila started impatiently fucking her pussy onto my cock. "Damn! It's been too long...WAY too long! Dammit...slam my cunt, Jeff!" When I felt her unrestrained nature emerging I also let mine roam. "Ugh! Harder please....Ugh!....Shit!....Harder!...Harder, DAMMIT!" she demanded. A wicked thought shot through my mind and I slammed her forward with a fierce thrust making Sheila stagger pulling her shorts and panties even tighter around her hips. I fucked her roughly and found the waistband of her tiny shorts and then...in 2 hard jerks...tore them away. "Oooooh..." Sheila groaned as I kicked her legs apart and her panties dug into her wanton flesh. Then they were gone too. Sheila turned to look at me as I pumped her submissive body. Her touseled hair swung loosely about her red face and a wild look was in her eyes. I pulled out to the very tip then slammed her again moving her into the tangle of branches around her. "What...are...you...doing...?" she gasped out as I continued fucking her steadily forward between the hanging branches of the trees with the power of my strokes. "Oh...YES...oh my God!...Keep fucking me!..."S Finally, satisfied with my positioning efforts, I compelled her to stagger one more step causing her to pop free of the evergreens' densest cover revealing her shadowy fucking form to any that might want to take a close look. I felt her cunt juice surge around my hot dick in a sensual liquid emission like water rising in a well. "But...they might...see...me..." "Exactly!" and I released one of her naked hips and ripped off her shirt. "Fuck, Michael!" Sheila's bared breasts shook and swayed as I kept pumping her deeply. She shivered and cursed and grunted as the reality of her situation overwhelmed her. Her cunt was unable to contain its joy at being so thoroughly stretched, filled, and fucked but her mind still grasped the situation. "But...my neighbors...I'm naked...the tourists...my friends...will see me...fucking..." Sheila's hips were slick and slippery as the sweat dripped and ran off us in rivulets. "Exactly!" I puffed as I slowed into a deep long-dicking session relishing the hot sensations of my cockhead slipping and sliding in Sheila's lusty cunt. "Bastard!" "Bitch!" "Dickhead!" "Cunt!" Sheila's instinctive concerns began to ease as my steady stroking touched something within her...something psychologically primal. Despite her protestations Sheila was simply put...a slut...an exhibitionistic slut. No more, no less. I really began putting it to her...hard...again...watching her sexy ass flatten and ripple with each stroke. She had to catch herself on the ground with both of her hands and spread her legs even farther apart to keep her balance under my one eyed-snake's assault as the sinking sun shot its last piercing rays over the red-tinged choppy textured waves of the big lake and into her wide-open eyes. "Hee hee...hee...hee hee..." she giggled helplessly as the rampant ridiculousness of our public mating sank in...like my rutting cock...fully! "Awwwwww....FUUUUUUUCK!" Sheila wailed at the evening stars appearing overhead as her first orgasm crashed through her body and brain. I held her up and fucked her through the electric shocks tingling in her cunt and belly morphing quickly into a molten flowering heat that flashed through her body finally exploding in her brain in a delicious kaleidoscope of erotic sensations that curled her toes. Still rock hard I kept pummeling her until I felt her gradually coming out of that orgasm only to lurch helplessly over into another, even greater, release. "Ooooo...hah hah...Ooooo...huh huh...OooooOooo...huh huh...." she panted and wailed as the welcome coolness of the growing darkness enveloped us. Suddenly I became aware of a tiny hand sliding up my thigh and finding my swaying balls. Sheila squeezed gently and I slammed into her seeping hole and erupted against her womb. "FUUUUUUCK! ...grnshhhhh....errnnngg...." I pumped stream after stream of cum deep inside her sacred sanctuary making her coo and purr. Now filled to the brim Sheila overflowed as the hot cum oozed out around my embedded cock. Shamelessly Sheila reached between her legs and scooped up our mingled juices and licked it off her fingers. I shuddered and shook as I shot out the last and then gradually focused ahead and found myself look directly into the eyes of a pair of walkers on the far sidewalk by the lake...standing hand in hand...just across the street...giggling...watching us. I quickly slapped Sheila's hands away. "Look." I whispered but she just ignored me and went back to digging out more creamy cum. "Dammit, Sheila! LOOK!" I whispered harshly. "Fuck! OK...This better be good! What?" she answered while distractedly looking around us and then froze with her cum-dripping fingers half in her mouth. The walkers smiled and clapped...they actually CLAPPED! When the couple saw Sheila remain frozen in place just staring at them they finally turned and walked away. Still wetly mated I held us together and started to slowly back her up. "NOOOO!" she hissed and clenched my cock with her cunt and gripped my ass with her hands making me stand still. Then sexy Sheila began moving slightly back and forward on my softening cock. Back and forth. Back and forth. A little longer motions. Back and forth. Back and forth. I relaxed enjoying her cunt's sated slipperiness and then felt a familiar tingle and swelling as I began to harden under Sheila's experienced ministrations. By the time I became completely hard again it was pitch dark. The street lights had come on and a full moon was rising above the large shade trees in the east. A beautiful warm and completely sensuous Iowa night. *Am I dreaming?* I had to wonder again but Sheila's sudden jolts against my maleness convinced me otherwise. I lost track of the length of time we fucked in that position between those two evergreens. At some point Sheila snatched a blanket off her clothes line and spread it on the grass just outside those trees. She obviously LOVED the risk of being found fucking in public. I arranged her limbs into a missionary position love knot with her raised knees under my arm pits and my hands on her shoulders so that she couldn't move...just barely wiggle...and then slipped slowly back into her feminine furnace. We fucked like that for a long time giggling some when cars passed by and giggling louder when they actually slowed down to gawk. "Kiss me, Jeff ." "Huh? Wha?" I asked as I swam toward consciousness. The full moon was setting in the west so I'm guessing it was well past midnight and that I had fallen asleep. Sheila, wrapped in a sheer gray silk kimono, crouched above me with a bottle of water in her left hand and a plate of sandwiches in the other. She looked simply gorgeous. Her graying hair sparkled and her eyes twinkled in the waning moonlight. Her slightly swaying breasts and sculpted bush peeked through the kimono and beckoned to my nether parts like sirens on a rock in the sea. And they did respond. "Hee hee hee...easy, Jeff ....easy! First drink and eat." she soothed when I tried to mount her. Sheila slid to the blanket beside me and laughed as I gulped the bottle empty then started devouring the sandwiches. She had obviously showered and brushed her hair leaving a flowery scent lingering about her. I offered her some of my sandwich. She declined. "When you passed out after cumming in my ass I went inside my home and ate and washed." "I did...what?....Oh! Hahahaha!" "Yeeeessss. I simply LOVE having my cunt AND my ass stroked at the same time! That was....was...unforgettable. Thank you!" And she kissed me...and not on my lips. :~} "Kiss me, Jeff . Please." and she slid her hips around and over my face brushing my nose with her fragrant bush then her dewy pussy. I quickly gulped down the remnants of the sandwich in my mouth and turned to munch on the offerings of a much better plate. Sheila quickly deep-throated my growing cock while I literally kissed her pussy lips...over and over...over and over...and over and over...! Hot juices sluiced out of her cunt, over my nose, and into my mouth as she ground herself down on my probing tongue then slid back and forth. I deliberately shifted my attentions from her cunt and dug my pointed tongue into her asshole. "OH! AHHHH! OOOH MYYYY G..G..GOD!" she wailed and orgasmed immediately. Her acrid rosebud spasmed on my penetrating tongue while her pussy juices flowed coating my face. Sheila tasted wonderful. Gasping, she rolled off me and lay on her back against my chest with her knees up and her legs open wide...just as I had found her earlier pulling weeds in her front yard. :-) The Ass-Fucking Never one to miss an opportunity I quickly rolled over and slid into her helpless, but very receptive, love canal. She groaned. I stroked. She moaned. I fucked deeper. Sheila grunted and gasped and clamped herself around me. I grabbed her big lovely ass and really pounded her sloppy pussy. Gasping I stopped for a breather. Sheila smothered me with kisses...then deep French kisses. I slid a finger in between my stiff cock and her slick cunt then massaged the juices onto her pulsing rosebud. Again...and again...and again...and again. Sheila moaned and tried to hunch up against me. I held her still. She moaned as I slipped the tip of my finger into her ass...then gathered more female liquid and slid in to my second knuckle. She wriggled and whispered naughty things, really nasty things, in my ear while wriggling and chewing on my earlobe. My cock thickened inside her hotness and Sheila grasped her tiny feet and spread herself wider under me. I found some more cunt juice and anointed her asshole but this time replaced my finger with my cockhead. "Yeeeeesssss!" she hissed. "Fuck my tight ass!" I strained against her crinkled opening but my cock bent. "Damn!" "Don't hurt yourself, Jeff , but PLEASE fuck my ASS...NOW!" Sheila groaned as she pushed her steaming groin against my belly. Gripping my stiff cock in the middle I flexed my butt and shoved slowly inside Sheila's ass. She frowned and tensed, initially, but then relaxed and my cockhead popped inside of her. I quickly slid in to the hilt. We stayed that way for about a minute while Sheila got used to being stretched so far. When she started to move so did I. Little strokes at first while licking and lightly nipping her nipples...then French kissing. "Harder now, please." I stroked in deep. "Harder!" "Shit. What a horny bitch!" "Hee hee hee hee! Why yes...I am!" Soon I was fucking balls deep in her ass and Sheila's groans and grunts became animalistic as she fucked me back. "Damn, you're tight!" "Ahhhrrrgggnnnssssssshhhh! Fuck me...you bastard....fuck me hard! Ahhhhnnnngggg!" While immersed in this ass-fucking I suddenly remembered what she had said earlier and pulled out. "NOOOOOOO! What? What are you doing? Fuck my ass!" she protested.. I grabbed her long legs by the ankles and raised her higher...scootching the blanket up tightly under her back. "What in the HELL are you DOING? Fuck my ass, dammit!" Sheila demanded as she tried to wiggle her way back to my cock grabbing her high arched feet and lewdly spreading her legs wide open. I could smell the steamy swampy drool of her aroused cunt, a smell that flared my nostrils and that made my balls tighten and tingle. YUMMY! In one quick hard stroke I drove balls deep into her sopped open cunt hole. Sheila let go of her feet and grabbed my shoulders. "AGGGGHHHHH!! DAAAAAAAMMMMM!!" she wailed toward the dark sky and cursed at me as a fierce orgasm rocked her world. Before Sheila could recover I pulled free of her clasping pussy and fucked deep into her still gaping aroused ass. "OoooooooOoooooh!!" Sheila screamed and passed out...her asshole involuntarily gripping and releasing my hotly embedded man muscle...her liberated pussy drooling its slick fragrant ecstasy around my delighted cock and over my balls pressed against her unconscious ass. In this hot clinch under the dim light of a distant streetlight looking at Sheila's unconscious form with my cock buried in her ass I had to wonder, *Am I dreaming?* A twitch. Another. Still another. Sheila's hands tightened on my shoulders. Her legs came up and opened and then she...smiled. Her smile broadened and her teeth sparkled in the moonlight. "What did you do to me?" "Hahahaha! Oh nothing much...just this!" "Whoooooeeeee!" Sheila cried out as I pulled my cock from her ass and slapped it back inside her cunt! She literally just held on now as I alternately fucked her in the ass AND her still eager cunt. What a sensation! Her pussy was so gooey and slick and clingy while her asshole was tight, receptive, and blazing hot. Pussy. Ass. Pussy. Ass. Pussy. Ass. On her front yard. On full display. I didn't ever want to stop fucking this feral exhibitionist. Damn! Sheila...The Exhibitionist We clung to each other, clawed, kissed, and fucked ourselves silly untill the edge finally came off and I could tell that lovely Sheila had had enough. She was sweating but was rapidly losing steam. "Where do you want it, Sheila dear?" "Hmmm? What? Huh? Want what?" she moaned from whatever zone she was in. "Where?" I asked again gently pumping her pussy. "Oh! Hee hee hee....my ass...silly...of course!" Balls tingling, I slid out of her pussy one last time and lunged directly into her asshole. "AHHHHHHHHH....GAAAAAWWWWDDD DAAAAYYYYAAAAMMMM!" I shouted and came deep inside Sheila's more-than-hospitable ass. This time shorter bursts of cum streamed from the end of my tender cock into her hot gripping depths. Finally finished I started to roll off her but Sheila held me in place against her sated body. "Thank you, Sheila." I mumbled as I felt myself drifting off. "Thank YOU, Jeff ." I heard somewhere in my dreams. I woke alone in the dewy predawn grayness wrapped against the chill in Sheila's now damp blanket serenaded by waking birds and slightly rustling leaves. After locating my biking clothes I quickly scrambled into them. I stood there shivering, scratching, and yawning for a minute trying to decide just what the fuck to do next. While I stood at Sheila's front door with my index finger poised over the lighted doorbell delightful memories of an utterly delicious hot August night slid freely across my mind. For some reason I let my finger fall to my side and then with certainty turned away and found my bike near the hostas and seedums lining the edge of the quiet street. I rode home as the sun's morning presence turned the tree-filled eastern sky to glorious gold. Come Again? I didn't see Sheila that day, or the next, or even the next. Finally, about a week later, the "absent" Sheila emerged back into her yard to do some mowing and light weeding. She was dressed in a diferent old work shirt...pink...and distinctly new tiny shorts...green. I eagerly stopped on my first pass on the bike trail by her house. "Well, well, well! It's about time! Hi sexy Sheila! What's up?" Sheila kept on weeding the grass between her widely splayed knees. "Hahaha! Hi Sheila! How ARE you?" I enthused. Silence. "Hmmmm...OK...I'll bite. What's the joke?" Sheila kept on weeding as if she hadn't heard a thing. "What the hell? Did I do something wrong? Oh, for crying out loud! You seemed pretty conversational when you were singing praises on my cock the other night." Sheila paused then resumed her weeding...in complete silence. "Why aren't you speaking to me? Don't you want to see me again? I don't get it, Sheila. " I said shaking my head, wanting to sit down beside her, but reluctantly getting ready to ride away....and out of her life. "Dammit! I fucking don't understand you...at all! But I still think you are a great gardener and that you are one hell of a sexy woman. See ya." and, with that said, I turned to leave. Sheila's hand suddenly snaked out and gripped my wrist. Her eyes were shining with tears as she peered at me above her glasses. I couldn't help but notice that her tits swung freely and bounced as she moved and that her new green shorts also disappeared into the grass her pussy lips pressed tightly against them. "Make sure you ride by here again when the sun is setting and the September moon is full, Jeff . When the next moon is full!" Then she smiled at me with that wry horny mysterious smile and resumed her careful weeding. I rode slowly away shaking my head and glancing back now and again. Sheila the exhibitionist remained as I first saw her...knees up...long beautiful legs splayed open to approaching traffic...deliberately displaying her ample feminine charms....dressed so simply but oh so SEXY! *Damn! She is so fucking HOT!* END