0 comments/ 169501 views/ 8 favorites Golf Course Encounter? Ch. 01 By: satinlvr_mwf My husband Pete and I have been living on a golf course for about 6 years now, and have spent many late nights out on the course behind our house making passionate love on the fairway. Being somewhat into exhibitionism, it adds some excitement to our love life after being married for so long. My husband's favorite plan is for me to wear a dark, full-skirted dress, while he would wear shorts or sweats, and carry a blanket to cover us up while we were doing it. I also have a preference for the soft, sexy feel of satin, and have quite a few outfits made from this cool, soft, slippery material. My husband particularly loves it when I wear a full-skirt and satin blouse on a breezy night. I must admit, I do enjoy the feel of the breeze blowing between my thighs, moving the folds of satin against my skin. Last Halloween, we decided to be matching vampires, and bought matching costumes, including full-length black satin capes with red satin lining. It was the purchase and use of these capes that leads to this story... As usual, my husband and I went out into the fairway late one Friday night, except we were both wearing our satin capes over our clothes. I might add that it can be rather windy in the hot summer months, and this evening was no exception, with winds blowing a good 15-20 mph. I decided to let my cape blow free with the breeze, as I was wearing an off-the-shoulder black satin dress, with a quite full skirt. It is the dress I wear when I really want to turn my husband on. I started to walk down the fairway, enjoying the breeze, when Pete caught up to me and asked where I was going. The wind was doing a great job of blowing my cape around, as well as blowing my skirt up around my waist and tits. I was just strolling to enjoy the breeze, but told him I wanted to find someone to watch us fuck. This was a little more than he wanted to do, and it must have made him very uncomfortable, because he told me that he refused to do this and would rather take me home. I continued walking, and as we debated, we wound up a few holes down the course, when he finally had enough and said "How about here?" It looked as good as any place to me, so I turned to him and kissed him. As we got further into it, Pete unzipped my dress, and had me step out of it. The feel of the cape blowing across my body from the wind was spectacular, and I could tell that Pete was taking in my tight body and 34C breasts. I stood there with my hands on my hips, when I again joked to Pete that I wanted to find someone to watch us. I should have known better, but as he again refused, I kept pushing his button, making him more and more angry. Finally, he said "I'm outta' here", and started back for the house. I was so shocked; I just stood there with my mouth open as he stormed away. It was then that I realized that he was holding onto my dress and the only clothing I had to cover myself was the satin cape! I was standing out there, recovering from being left out in the middle of the course, about a half mile from home, with no clothes, when I realized that the warm breeze was still with me. I could feel the smooth satin brushing my legs and arms, and teasing my nipples into hardness, and I was starting to get really hot! I started walking across the fairway, letting the cape blow in the wind, and running my fingers through my pubic hair and teasing my clit. It was electrifying, and I was tingling all over! By now, it was at least one o'clock in the morning, and I was sure I was all alone out there. Boy, was I wrong! I crossed the fairway, and as I started to walk towards home, the sliding door to the house next to me opened and out stepped two guys! I froze when I saw them, and they saw me almost immediately. I must have been quite a sight, as they just looked at me, naked, with the cape blowing back, exposing my body completely. They were both Hispanic, and the first one looked to be about six feet tall, while his friend was just a little shorter. The only difference was the taller one was fairly heavy as well. I tried to reach for the cape and cover myself up, but the wind was blowing it up, out of my reach. Then one of them said, "I've got to get me some of that!" I started to move away, but they were only a few feet away to start with, and cornered me right away. I thought about screaming, but realized that I'd have some serious explaining to do about my attire, not to mention what I was doing so far from home. My body was shivering slightly, as I realized that I was going to have to submit to these two before they would let me go. The first one grabbed my arm, and said, "Let's go inside." I definitely did not want to do that, so I said, "What's the matter, Stud? Don't you want everyone to see your prize capture?" He just looked at me for a second, then started to take off his clothes. His buddy followed suit, and soon we were all three naked. As they were disrobing, I started to check out their hardware, and I was surprised. The fat one had a large cock, almost 12 inches, and about 2 inches in diameter. His friend was just average size, but had a much better build. The shorter guy grabbed my wrists and gently dropped me to my knees. "Open your mouth." He commanded, and stuck his cock between my parted lips. I started to suck him, and he grabbed my hair with one hand and moved my head back and forth. I was initially scared that they were going to hurt me, but as I sucked this guy more, the more turned on I got. I took my free hand, and started to feel his ass and he released my other arm. I used it to massage his balls, grasping the folds of skin completely in my hand, and pinching lightly with my nails. My husband loves it when I do this... While I was entertaining this guy, the fat one was on his knees, entering me. He pulled my cape off to the side, and started to push me onto all fours. His friend obliged by getting down on his knees as well. As I continued to suck, the fat guy said, "Spread you legs wider, Bitch!" I moved them as wide as I could, and felt the tip of his penis start to penetrate my hole. I was still wet from earlier; otherwise, the size of this guy's cock might have split me wide open. I'd never had anything so big in me before, and he grabbed my inner thighs from the outside and lifted my legs off the ground. The only thing keeping me off the ground now was my arms and the fact that my mouth was still wrapped around the other guy's dick! The fat guy got his cock started in me, then rammed it all the way home with one thrust. My eyes rolled back into my head, I was totally captivated by the feeling in my loins. He started to pump into me, slowly at first, gradually moving faster. All the while, he was holding my legs off the ground. He was so strong that there was no way I could have resisted him! The shorter guy (I never did learn their names) started to cum, and climaxed into my mouth. I had never sucked my husband to orgasm before, so this was a first for me. I couldn't get his cock out of my mouth because my legs were in the air, so I let the cum spurt into my mouth and then out onto the ground. Most of it wound up dripping off of my chin. The short guy slid back and sat on his heels, taking deep breaths. Fatty saw his friend was done, at least for the moment, and withdrew his cock from me as well. "Get on your back," he told me, "and get ready for the fuck of your life!" Like I wasn't already getting one! I got a grip on my cape and laid down on it and spread my legs, knees high, for him to enter me again. He lined up, and shoved that magnificent prick deep into me again, and laid down on me. "Go ahead and resist me, if you can" he laughed. He then placed his mouth on my neck, and proceeded to give me an enormous hickey! I struggled under him as best I could to break his suction, but it was no use. I was going to be a marked woman, whether I liked it or not! He kept thrusting into my tightly stretched pussy, and waves of pleasure cascaded over me. I was soon lost in his manhood, never realizing that I was being raped, but enjoying it! After another couple of minutes, the fat one grunted a couple of times and then gave me one last mighty thrust, and I could feel his jism spurt into me as he climaxed. As he climbed off of me, he said, "If you'd screamed, we would have let you go..." With that, he collected his clothes and followed his friend, who had already left. I lay there on the grass for a couple of minutes, and digested all that had happened to me. It was then I began to get pissed at my husband for abandoning me! I wasn't really upset at the two guys I'd just had sex with, I was asking for it. But Pete, now that was a different matter! I rose to my feet, and gathered my cape around me. As I started for home, I wondered what I'd say to my husband. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. When I got to my back patio, Pete was waiting there for me. "Where have you been?" he demanded. Rubbing my sore neck from the hickey I answered, "Wouldn't you like to know," and went off to bed. Golf Course Encounter? Ch. 02 My story started one night, when I lost a bet with my husband over the World Series. The Padres let me down, and our bet was for the loser to fulfill the other's sexual fantasy. As my husband and I had a relatively conventional sex life, I felt that it was a safe bet, and that I couldn't lose either way. Boy, was I wrong! My husband is an exhibitionist, and loves to make love outdoors in secluded areas, where the excitement level is high, but relatively low risk as far as getting caught goes. Tom's desire was to go to our local golf course, and have a kinky sexual episode on the links! I agreed, as long as it took place after dark, and we had clothes somewhere nearby. He countered with using our satin capes from our Halloween costumes from last year, when we were matching vampires. The next moonless night, we dug out our capes, and wearing nothing else, hopped in the car and off we went. I was somewhat self-conscious at the stoplights we had to stop for, even though it was after 3:30 in the morning, as the cape only did a fair job of hiding my 36C breasts. We parked on the back side of the course, and as we got out, Tom grabbed a small tote bag. I asked him what was inside, and he told me "You'll see!" As we walked further onto the course, the breeze was starting to pick up, and I was glad that we lived in Arizona, where it was warm 24 hours a day! The breeze really did feel good, though, and I let my cape blow freely in the wind. The feel of the satin brushing against my ass, thighs, tits and crotch was starting to turn me on! Presently, my husband stopped next to some trees, and told me to get ready, it was my turn to fulfill his wish. As we were all alone, I felt secure and relaxed and ready to please him! He placed a blindfold on my eyes, and as I stood there, I heard him rustle something in the trees next to us. Then he grabbed my wrist and placed a cuff on it, hooking it behind my back. He then did the same thing with my other wrist, hooking them together! I was now immobile, and as I tested my bonds, I heard a mechanical click. My husband was taking flash pictures of me!!! After a bunch of shots, I heard Tom mutter "Shit!" As I started to panic, thinking we were discovered, he said he was out of film, and left the other roll in the car. I felt him close in on me and pinch my nipple as he kissed me. He then said he was going to run to the car and not to go anywhere! I heard him run off, and as he did, it dawned on me that the car was about half a mile away! I was blindfolded, tied up; wearing nothing but a satin cape, and even that was blowing in the wind, not covering my privates in the least! After a little while, I heard footsteps cautiously approach. I whispered out "Tom, is that you?" and only got a whispered "Shhhh" in return. I felt the heat of a body next to mine, and then my nipple was being pinched lightly. I love it when my husband does this, rolling my nipple between his finger and thumb, making it rock hard! A small moan escaped from my lips, as I leaned as far forward as I could. If this was my husband's fantasy, I was determined to make it the best for him! I felt his hands grabbing my breasts, kneading them with more and more force. My heart was pounding now, and I could feel my pussy starting to get really wet from the arousal! I felt his hand move to my behind, and massage my ass, working around to my pussy, running his fingers through my hair and around my lower lips. I had my mouth open so I could breathe, and he placed his mouth over mine and gave me a very passionate French kiss. It was so dreamy I lost track of what was happening to me, and I eagerly bent over at the force of his touch behind my head, eager to suck on his cock! My lips parted as the head of his cock was pushed at me, and I opened my mouth to take him deep-throat style. He grabbed my head by the hair and started to face-fuck me, just giving me enough time between thrusts to breathe. I was getting lost in the excitement of sucking his cock in the open, when I heard a zipper open! I tried to disengage the cock I was sucking, but the hold on my hair was too tight. I started to squirm, and as I did so, I felt the familiar sensation of a cock being pressed against my pussy! The pressure grew and grew, until my lips parted, and a hard penis thrust inside me! I heard a moaned word in a language I didn't know, and a second voice responded in what I think was the same language. My husband is from the mid-west, and he doesn't know a single word of anything other than English! Whoever these guys were, I was being fucked by two complete strangers! I tried to think of how to get out of this situation, but the cock in my mouth was just giving me barely enough time to breathe, and the cock in my vagina was giving me a fit of a different kind! The thrusting in my mouth was getting faster and faster, and I knew from the taste, that he was past the point of no return. It was all I could do to not choke on the cum that was spurting into my mouth! I kept my mouth open, and let the jism drip out, off my chin and onto the ground. While I was trying not to drown, I couldn't cry out from the pleasure my pussy was receiving because my throat was otherwise occupied. I could feel the tingling sensation of an orgasm building in my spine and spreading to all parts of my body. I shuddered and struggled against the wrist restraints as they held my hands behind me and were keeping me from being able to defend myself. I felt my cape being rubbed over my back, ass, and thighs, and this stranger's cock pumping in and out of me! The cock in my mouth finally softened to the point where I could spit it out, and I luxuriated in being able to take a full, deep breath. As I did, a loud moan escaped from my lips, as the penis continued to thrust deep within me! My breathing became faster and faster, as the thrusting quickened, and finally I was pushed forward by one mighty thrust as his hips bumped and ground against my ass. He pushed forward until my hands were tight against the restraints hooked to the tree, leaving his dick deep inside me. I had an involuntary contraction of my pussy muscles, and a stifled groan came from behind me, as my pussy drained him of his seed! I heard the rustle of clothes being put on, and a hushed whisper in that same language. I then heard footsteps receding from me, off into the distance. Some time later, my husband returned, and he just stepped up to me, and murmured "I'm back. Did you miss me?" He stepped behind me and proceeded to give me his own version of fucking in the open, and after he was through, he released me and we went to the car. He never asked me if I had any visitors, and I didn't know if I should tell him or not, so I kept my mouth shut. That was 8 days ago, and I am now 4 days late, and feeling nauseous most of the time... Golf Course Encounter? Ch. 03 My husband was so excited when he burst through the door last week…“Honey, I did it!!!!” he exclaimed, “I won Sales Manager of the Year!” The big grin on his face reminded me of what he must have been like as a little boy, full of excitement and wonder at every new discovery, learning a new skill, or just plain old having fun! “The awards ceremony will be at the company party tomorrow night, so be sure to get all dressed up for me!” he asked. I instantly knew what I would wear for him: My black satin halter dress, the one he has been begging me to wear for him… It is a bit daring, as it is backless, and has a circle skirt hemmed just above my knees. I have been reluctant to wear it, since I have to go braless, and the skirt doesn’t protect my modesty even a little bit if we dance, or even a slight breeze comes by. I had even entertained the thought of returning it, because it was a dress more for a young slut prowling for a man, not a married woman with two kids… I took my time getting dressed, sliding white thigh-high hose and my red satin bikini-cut panties up my legs as I prepared. I let my husband see me as I was getting dressed, teasing one nipple for a moment in front of him, a wicked smile of a girl who knew she was going to do something nasty across my face. It took all of my strength to push him off of me, or we would have been late to the party…I slipped on my dress, and tied the satin bow behind my neck, allowing the thin, soft fabric to cover my chest. I glanced in the mirror, and had more second thoughts, as I had forgotten how much of a drape the front of the halter exposed my C-cup cleavage. I stepped into my 4-inch black patent pumps as my husband called for me, bidding me to hurry up… We arrived at the party, held in the main lodge of the CEO’s country club, looking out on what seemed like miles of beautiful golf course and landscaping. The building was brightly lit, and music blared from inside. I had to hold one hand on my skirt as we crossed the parking lot, to keep it where the designer intended, as the freshening breeze was gathering across the links. My heels clicked loudly as we crosses into the tiled entryway, my hips swaying a bit more than usual because of the height of my heels, making the hem of my skirt swish and sway tantalizingly. As we made our way around, I was introduced to many of my husband’s co-workers and their spouses, drawing a few stares from the men, and a few angry glares from the women. I was beginning to enjoy the thought of being so sexy in front of everyone, and the attention I was getting, when my husband drew me close and introduced me to another co-corker, a really tall black man, and his date, a white woman whose name I promptly forgot. The conversation was short, and obviously strained, and I could tell that the two men did not like each other. His name was Eric, and as I was lead away, I was informed that he was the guy my husband beat out for the award, and that their competition had been ongoing for months, as was their animosity. I could feel Eric’s eyes boring into my back as we left… After the awards ceremony, the CEO opened the bar, and the there seemed to be a long line of guys waiting to buy my husband a drink to congratulate him, and maybe begin to suck up to him, since the award winner usually got the next promotion as well! Of course, I was also offered glass after glass, and since I am only five foot three, and 120 pounds, it did not take too long for the alcohol to affect me. I felt it coming, and decided I had better find a place to sit and get away from the potential for massive inebriation, finding a small love seat facing the golf course. My husband remained at the bar, drinking in all the adulations, as well as the booze… The sun was long set, and the only lighting was from the building as I sat there, listening to the chirp of crickets, the hoot of an owl, and the rest of the sounds one hears when nature is getting ready for the night shift. I took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh as I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. My reverie was short-lived, however, as I heard footsteps approach, and turned to see Eric join me, a fluted glass in each hand. “Hi!” he greeted, “you look like you might be thirsty.” He smiled. I shook my head to say no thanks, telling him that I had already had more than enough, and that any more would not be in my best interest. He merely smiled and stood next to me, looking out across the landscaping. He told me how much he liked golf, and that he had a tee time here tomorrow morning, and wanted to walk the first tee so he could be prepared for his game with the boss. His hand lowered to me. “Want to join me?” he asked. I glanced back at my husband, who was laughing and smiling, obviously having a great time. I knew he was going to be a while, and that a walk would do wonders to clear my head, so I agreed. Little did I know how much it would do to clear Eric’s head… We walked off the veranda, following a cart path, my heels clicking on the asphalt, my hand dropped to my skirt as the wind was increasing a bit. As we walked, Eric congratulated my husband and me for his accomplishment, and he mentioned how lucky he was that he had me. We stopped by the first hole, and I asked Eric about his date, and he bluntly told me that she was a hooker he had hired just to make him look good for the party! My jaw dropped as I heard his too-honest answer. “Yeah, she was just for the party, and after dinner, I took her to the parking lot, fucked her brains out, and let her go!” I shook my head for a second, and thought better of being out in the middle of nowhere with him, and started to turn, saying I should head back. He then grasped my elbow with a large, meaty hand, telling me that he wasn’t through congratulating me yet! I raised my free hand to his, trying to break his grip, letting the hem of my skirt float about freely in the breeze. I heard him chuckle as I struggled and he grabbed both of my wrists with his other hand, wrapping his fingers around my wrists like they were handcuffed! His free hand reached to his belt, unfastening it and drawing from his trousers. He then wrapped it around my wrists as I struggled vainly to get free. I cried out, and quickly felt the sting of a hard slap across my cheek. “Quiet, Slut, or I’ll really hit you!” he menaced in a low voice! I grunted as I struggled, his hand on his belt, holding it tight against my wrists, dragging me stumbling behind him into the darkness. He took me across the grass, further into the course, growling at me to keep quiet every time I yelped or stumbled. He finally stopped at the base of a tree, looping the tail of his belt over a low branch, pulling taut. He kept pulling until my arms were straight overhead, and I was on my tiptoes on the grass. He stepped back to admire his handiwork, and my skirt was floating freely in the breeze, the hem allowing him to see the tops of my thigh highs, and even my panties!!! He leered at me for a moment, then reached out to my chest, feeling my breasts through the thin, shiny satin covering them. I shook my head “No! Please don’t!” I begged “I-I won’t tell anyone if you just let me go!” My body began to betray me, however, as my nipples began to harden from the combination of his touch, the soft satin, and the breeze. He just laughed at me as his hands continued to rove over my body, reaching lower and lower, until he started to grope my crotch… First it was through my skirt, then he extended his arm to under my skirt, roughly rubbing my vagina through my panties. I continued to beg him to free me, to let me go, as he pushed a finger inside my panties, tearing them with a sharp jerk. I cried out as I was exposed to this monster, and he slapped me again. As the tears cleared from my eyes, I saw another monster, the one hanging between his well-muscled thighs! “I woulda’ let you suck me, Bitch, but I just can’t get enough white pussy!” he jeered, his hand reaching between my thighs, digging open my labia, and forcing into my moistness. My head fell back on my shoulders as I grunted and groaned from his violation. “Damn! You ain’t never had a black man, huh?” he asked. I shook my head in fear, quivering as he withdrew, then grasped both of my knees and pulling me to him, the inside of my thighs against his hips, his throbbing manhood aimed straight at my pussy. “Nnnooo!!!!!!!!!” I cried out as I felt his cock press against my labia, his pressure increasing until they opened, and the head of his shaft entering me. He fed it to me more, pulling my body onto him, my feet dangling as he raised my knees higher and higher, until I was impaled on him. I looked into his eyes, a look of pure lust burning in them, feeling his will probe into me, just as his cock did. He then began to withdraw, and repeat thrusting, my mouth opening to gasp as he pushed into me, the head of his cock straining against my cervix! It was only a matter of time before my body became receptive to his attack, my vagina growing wet, my chest beginning to heave as the raw sexual excitement began to build. A part of me was ashamed to succumb, but I rationalized that any woman would not be able to resist his massive tool. I gasped and moaned as he repeatedly filled my pussy with his cock, until he began to fuck me at a frenzied pace. I whimpered as he became close to his climax…”Please…pull out! I-I can get pregnant!!!” I begged. His only reply was to thrust fully into me as he climaxed, holding my crotch close to his, his ebony rod filling me with black seed. He stiffened as a series of spurts of his semen filled me, his chest heaving as his lungs gasped for air. My eyes closed as I began to sob, my body taken, my womb filled beyond capacity, my desperate fears realized. After he withdrew, he released me, and let me hang for a minute while he dressed. He picked up my panties, and put them in his pocket, then looked at me as I hung there… His gaze lowered to my thighs, and he peered closer, a smirk on his face as he realized my vagina was dripping with his seed. Then a frown rose, and he reached up and undid the knot holding me in place. He then dragged me to the green, and threw me to the ground. I landed in a sprawled heap on my back, and he retied the belt overhead to the little flag. “I was just going to leave you there, but I saw my jizz leaking out…Too much chance for you to not to get knocked up… Now I have to replace what you let out!” he declared as he undid his pants again. I was so exhausted that I did not fight him as he knelt down and lifted my ankles to his shoulders. For a moment he just dry-humped me until I felt his cock grow to its massive size, and he then shifted back until he could enter me again. To make a long story short, he did climax in me again, holding me in place until he was spent, and sure that at least some of his essence was in past my cervix. My chest heaved for air from the exertion of being forced to climax several times, my body responding as nature designed. He got up, and dressed, leaving my wrists bound together. After he left me, I waited and rested, until I had the energy to get up. I was able to free myself in a few minutes, and was able to reach a restroom, where I cleaned myself up enough to find my husband, who by now was quite drunk… I was able to get him into the car, where I broke down and started to cry… All I heard was my husband snoring… It has been two weeks, and I am definitely pregnant. I tried to call Eric, but found he had been transferred to another division in the company, on the East coast. My husband thinks he was a stallion with me that night, and that the baby is his… Golf Course Encounter? Ch. 04 I was out shopping for Christmas presents last week, and I saw this sexy red satin nightgown, one that had a slit up the front of both legs, all the way up to the breasts, and a full, sweeping skirt down to the ankle. My husband was going to love it, as it allowed me to fully expose my pussy to him, and keep the rest of me covered. Perfect for sex in the community back yard we shared with the other neighbors. I looked forward to watching my husband's eyes fall out when he saw me! That Friday night, I waited until very late, and slipped into the nightgown, and tingled as the shiny, soft, shimmering fabric fell across my breasts, and over my butt. The front flap of the gown fell between my legs as I walked, and further tickled my pussy hair, while the skirt brushed around my ass and thighs. I had also purchased a matching red satin robe at the store, and wrapped myself in that as well. I went to the back of the house, and turned off the light where my husband was, and proceeded to stand in front of the TV, to subtly get his attention. My husband's mouth dropped open, and I opened the front of my robe for him to see. As I spun around to show him my purchases, Brad started to get up and approach. "No, " I started, "you have to wait!" With that, I opened the back door and went into the back yard, shedding the robe as I went. The weather was breezy and cool, and the wind caught the skirt of my gown and lifted it up, exposing my ass to the neighborhood! As I looked around, the breeze was giving me a slight shiver, but the shiver was not from the temperature! My skirt was flying around, and the front flap was blowing aside, exposing my pussy and ass to everyone who cared to take a peek, and my husband comes out, holding his hand behind his back. "Hold still," he commanded. With that, he approached me, and then bound my hands together with the sash from my robe, hooking me to a small tree, and then placed a blindfold over my eyes. Just then, the phone rang, and Brad ran to answer it! He left me all alone, tied to a tree, wearing a satin nightgown that the wind was blowing freely up past my waist! I could hear him talking on the phone, and he started to laugh and continue the conversation. It seemed he forgot all about me. However, someone else did not! While I was standing there, I began to get tired, so I dropped to my knees so I could rest. I felt the satin blowing across my body, and my body was trembling with the stress of being so exposed and vulnerable, yet excited about what might happen! I did not have long to wait! I heard footsteps approach, and at the same time, I could hear Brad talking as though he had nothing better to do! The footsteps drew closer, and I heard the sound of a zipper being opened. I turned my head to try and hear my surroundings better, and as I turned to my left, I felt the head of a cock being brushed against my lips! I knew that I was in serious trouble, but I was also tempted by the thought of being wantonly used! I opened my mouth and started licking the head. It was salty and growing hard as I teased the tip with my tongue. I was starting to get hot, and the breeze felt great as it blew my skirt higher and higher. I started to suck on the cock harder, drawing it into my mouth, and I felt a hand grasp my left titty and pinch my nipple to hardness. My juices were starting to flow, and my pussy ached for a long hard rod to scratch the wonderful itch I felt. After a short time, I felt the hand on my breast slide down my body to my crotch. Fingers groped through my pubic hair, and worked my lips apart, releasing some of my wetness to flow. A moan escaped me, and I spit out the cock in my mouth and moaned "I need your cock in me!" I felt my knees being pushed apart, and the cock being rubbed around my vagina, teasing my already swollen clit. I bent over, trying to expose my rear to make it easier to enter me, and the wind was being helpful, blowing my gown up onto my back. I felt the cock center on my hole, pressing firmly until my lips spread open, admitting his cock into the sweetest of honey pots! I groaned as he entered me, and I could still hear Brad laughing and joking on the phone, oblivious to what was happening to his wife only 30 feet away! I felt the cock pump in and out, slowly at first. As he went faster, I felt his balls and thighs slap against my rear. His hands also grabbed my tits, squeezing tightly, to the point it almost hurt. He continued thrusting away at me for just a few minutes, then I felt him stiffen and thrust furiously. I heard him grunt one time, and thrust into me so hard it lifted me off the ground! He left his cock buried in me as I could feel his semen coursing through his cock and into my vagina! As his cock softened, he slipped out of my gaping pussy, and I heard the rustle of clothes being put on, and his zipper being fastened. I heard him take a step and I hissed "Wait! I want to see what you look like!" The steps returned, and I felt the blindfold lift over my head. I blinked my eyes, and looking up, I saw the son of the neighbor two doors down! He was looking at me, kind of embarrassed, with a crooked smile on his face. I must have looked like quite a sight, as I was still bound to the tree, on my knees, and my gown blowing freely in the wind. "I hope you like what you see," was all I could think of to say. "I'd do you anytime!" he replied. And later on, he did. But that's another story...