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The Walk

By *uckandbunny OP Couple over a year ago

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As we walked across the heathery hillside, I could not take my eyes of my lovely wife's ass in front of me. She was wearing a lovely denim skirt that stopped at her thighs. Every time she took a step up the mountain path the skirt rode up a little bit and then came back into place.

To be honest I had genuinely stopped to refasten my laces, but greated with my wife's lovely bottom, let's say I took my time to catch up to her.

When I had first met my wife all those years ago, I recall escorting her and her friend to the liquor store. They were chatting quite happily on the way and this was the first time I had met them so was walking a little behind. I'll admit I was checking out both of their arses, but Lisa had a figure hugging dress on and so my eyes were very much drawn in her direction.

I've always been a bit of an arse and legs man. Not sure why, but lets say having this lovely view infront of me was distracting a little from the beautiful countryside all around us.

However I could not walk behind her all the way as whilst I'm sure she did not mind me looking, it would be a bit weird to be on a walk together but not be together.

So I put my growing stiffness to one-side and caught up with Lisa. To this very day we always hold hands. You would think after so many years together this simple contact would have declined. But like saying " I love you", every single day, kissing each other affectionately in public as well as passionately in the bedroom, holding hands and cuddling brought great fulfillment to me even after all these years.

We walked and talked about work, friends, the kids, life on Facebook, even the election. But at other times we just enjoyed the silence of the countryside together.

Even when home alone in the middle of the night you never really achieve that pure silence. Were as out here on the moors you could have minutes were even the noise of birds and insects was a rarity.

We had been walking for about 10 minutes and there were so few people about. We had probably given a friendly hello to about 3 people and a dog. We patted the dog but not the people.

But for the last few minutes there had been no one about. We decided to take a break on a large stone by the side of the path. It had a smooth flat surface so was ideal for a natural seat from which we could catch our breath and enjoy the amazing views of rolling hillsides.

After a minute or two of enjoying the peace and serenity, ( also having the chance to damp down my slightly sweaty forehead). Both me and Lisa leaned into each other to kiss. I loved kissing Lisa. It truly was a unique experience. Being swingers I had kissed a few ladies over the years and what was quite clear was that there were many techniques that different people preferred.

All kissing was nice but the difference was that comfortable nature of the kiss. We knew each other so well and there was no awkwardness or hesitancy. Sometimes when kissing a new partner you may go in with a bit of caution not wanting to be overly tongue enthusiastic, even if that is what you both desire.

With Lisa we simply merged into each others lips. She has wonderful soft lips and a tongue that excited me with every flick and swirl. We kissed with lust, passion, friendship and fun.

She would tease her tongue over the edge of my lips causing me to part my own lips, to seek out her tongue with my own. Only to then find her tongue had retreated back into her own mouth, almost as if trying to escape my own intruding tongue.

In the background we could here the noise of some cyclist or walkers, some distance away and the chirp of some insects in the grass.

As our kiss grew more passionate, my hands placed themselves on the cool smooth skin of Lisa's legs . It was a warm day but the bareness of her legs against the cool of the breeze was noticeable against my warmer hands. Lisa responded by pressing her body closer to mine. Her breast crushed up against my own chest, her hands held the back of my neck and stroked my hair.

I in turn responded by moving my hand higher up her thigh, to just under the hem of her skirt. My other hand was around her waist holding her close to me, as though if I left go she would vanish into thin air.

I could feel inside that my mind was drifting from snogging my lovely wife to more intimate thoughts of a more sexual nature.

I knew my cock was fairly stiff but my mind wandered, was Lisa also starting to cream up inside. If I moved my hand further, would she part her legs willing me to pull her panties aside and plunge my digits into her pussy. Or would it spoil the current feeling of romance and quiet affection.

I decided to keep it r-rated as the Americans call it. Risqué but not overtly explict.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

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By *az1Man over a year ago

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By *uckandbunny OP Couple over a year ago

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Eventually we both needed to come up for air. Lucky this was just a few seconds prior to a couple out dog walking came upon us.

I would not have been embarrassed, but they may have found it awkward. Especially as they enquired as to whether the path they were following was wet under foot. We told them that we did not know as we had just ascended the hill and stopped at the cross roads for a rest. They smiled pleasantly and continued on their way.

Lisa and me jumped down off the large stone and decided to continue on our own journey up the hillside our little passionate tryst taking a break for the time being.

Moving from sitting down to standing, I needed to readjust myself. My growing appendage whilst kissing was now at an awkward angle and needed repositioning both for comfort and decency whilst we continued our walk into the wilderness.

Lisa gave a cheeky smile at my predicament and then proceeded to walk on whilst I ensured I was not bulging too much for anyone else who might pass us on the journey.

I then turned to follow Lisa who was about 10 meters in front of me. As I started to walk I could see Lisa, pulling her skirt a little higher on her waist. This made what was already a shortish skirt into a very short skirt that would not be out of place at a dance club.

This I thoroughly enjoyed gazing upon. Each movement of her legs, every stride forwards risked exposing more thigh and possibly what she was wearing beneath.

It was also a clear indication from Lisa that either she was also in a mood for more intimate fun and frolics, or she just enjoyed knowing that I was hard for her and she wanted to make sure that I stayed in that state for a bit longer whilst we walked.

She had a little gaze behind her and to the left were the dog walkers had taken their path. Then feeling reassured that all was fine, she pulled at the sides of her skirt ruffling it up a few centimetres further. I could not say inches as I am not sure that she had inches to play with.

The curve of her bottom was now clearly at risk of being exposed to the world. And when she took her next big stride over a large mound in the hillside, it briefly exposed her ass to me and the world behind me. I could see a quick flash of black cotton between those creamy tanned thighs.

This was pure tease from Lisa and I loved it. Unlikely in out bedroom I was not restrained by cuffs or straps. But here I was restrained by the environment.

Her flesh was appealing and tempting, but much higher and her skirt will have become a belt and her panties would be on show for the whole world ( or the whole dales to see).

I eventually caught up with her and placed my hand over the hem of her skirt. Meaning my hand cupped her ass check. My fingers on the bare flesh of her ass. My palm covering the denim of her skirt.

She smiled but did not stop walking so I could not gain access beneath her panties.

After a few minutes, Lisa removed my hand from her buttocks but held it firmly as she said, "this way!"

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By *uckandbunny OP Couple over a year ago

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She took a right turn off the path into the long grass and towards a stream that was cascading down the hillside. We had to be careful as the heathery landscape was deeper here and could easily be hiding cracks in the rocks.

We travelled off the path for about 50 meters and headed down towards a rocky outcrop. We pass down into a dip were there was some flatter grass. Then towards the edge of the stream there was a rocky out crop.

" Down here," Lisa directed me!

We jumped down into the small rocky outcrop. The space in-between was about a meter wide and a couple of meters long. Before reaching the edge where there was a steep slope of about 5 meters down to the stream. The rocky outcrop provided a neat little shelter on 3 sides with the fourth open to the drop down to the stream and then up again steeply on the opposite side. For all intent and purpose we were very much secluded. With the nearest visible path some 100's of meters in the distance.

Lisa who had brought a small back pack with drinks for our little hike, pulled out a small picnic blanket and laid it on the ground in our little shelter.

She then instructed me to lay down on the blanket. As I did so she stood at the edge of our little semi circle of rocks, looking out over the dales to the footpath some 100's of meters away.

The rocks where at just the right height to hide everything below here waist and let her rest against the top of the rock like a table top.

As she did so she proceeded to hike up her blue denim skirt once more. Except this time she did not stop at a bit of thigh or even the curve of her ass. No this time she pulled her skirt up high over her panties so her ass was clearly on display as I lay on the ground behind her.

She did not turn to see if I was looking, she knew instinctively where my eyes would be fixed.

Instead she proceeded to reach behind herself with one hand to provocatively squeeze and gently spank her ass. My wife had chosen for this little expedition into the wilds of Yorkshire to wear a set of black crotchless panties. Not exactly all terrain attire but then I had now got the impression that she was hoping for a little more than a brisk walk on the moors.

As she leaned further over the rock she pushed out her ass further and spread her legs a little. So now it was quite clear that there was a gap in the material from which her pussy lips were being exposed.

Down below on the footpath it was clear to see a group of cyclists out and about. Lisa did not flinch one jot. In her place behind the rock, she was pretty sure only her top could be seen and like a news read on TV her lower half was safely hidden from view.

In fact the cyclists where so far away you could only make out the colour of their clothes. If they had have looked up and behind them around the rock it would have been very difficult to make out anything other than the general outline.

In fact far from concerned about being discovered, Lisa upper the anti. She moved her hand from behind to in-between her legs and started to slowly and gently rub her pussy. Parting her legs a little more to allow better access to the folds of her labia.

Still she did not turn but started to lean more of her weight against the rock as she stroked back and forth along the pink lips of flesh now clearly on display to me. She would occasionally take her fingers to her mouth to wet them more before plunging them back into the warmth of her sex.

As she stroked up and down tracing a line around the area of her clit. She would on occasion push her two fingers into herself clearly enjoying the thrust of her fingers opening up her hole. Giving that little stretch and releasing some of the build up of tension from her clitoral stimulation.

"Martin!" She called. "Get over here now!"

Still she did not turn around, instead she raised her right leg slightly opening up her legs even wider.

"lick me!" She commanded.

I was far more nervous than she was, hesitating and worrying about what if we got caught.

"Do it!" She instructed once more.

I found my confidence boosted by her instructions and pressed my face into her ass and started to lick her pussy hole. It was clear straight away how creamy she had become from both our walk and her own self pleasure.

I strained my tongue as far into her as I could, wanting to taste and eat as much of her as I could. Lisa reciprocated by parting her ass with both hands to allow my face to be encased as much as possible into her ass allowing my tongue to reach as deep as it could.

She moaned back her appreciation,

"mmmm. More!"

I was now completely in a world of my own. The passing cyclists below and the few people walking no more than 50 - 100 yards behind us had vanished from my consciousness.

I then pulled my tongue out from the depths of her vagina and using my own hands I could pull her cheeks apart and angle her ass to allow me to snake my tongue around to her clit. Lisa had to push all of her weight onto her arms resting on the rock, but by doing so she was able to gain a more stable footing with her left leg and her right she was able to raise out sideways like a ballerina opening herself as much as she could.

I flicked her clit and almost immediately her hips jerked forwards against the rock in front of her. I'd have to be a little careful as with too much of this thrusting my low jaw or chin could easily end up getting bashed against the rock.

Undeterred I continued to flick and lick that little bud, sending wave after wave of pleasure through lisa's body. Eventually Lisa got fed up of the material getting in the way and constantly having to be readjusted.

She pushed me away and turned around. She hooked her fingers into the waist of her panties and then bent over removing them to the floor. This gave me a clear view down her t-shirt at her bussoms, Lisa was well aware and took her merry time stepping out of the knickers on the floor. Finishing off with a strippers, fling of the underwear into my face.

I let them fall to the floor and immediately when back to my task of pleasuring her with my oral abilities.

"Martin, all this baring in public is bringing back some fabulous memories of my excursions with Jo on our holiday to Spain."

I chirped back between licks. "that Jo has a lot to answer for, I think she has corrupted you somewhat."

"You love it!" was her reply and it was true.

Lisa continued to reminisce on her adventures in Spain. Her first day stripping off on the beach and watching Jo getting ass fucked by a guy as she was 69 ing with his wife.

The night later when they had arranged to meet up with the younger men at a club, which turned into a mini orgy as they went back to the young guys apartment with 6 or 7 friends. Even now she was unsure of the numbers.

Lisa had gone way beyond anything we had done together as a couple on that holiday and whilst I loved every minute of it I was a little disappointed that I could not visualise that memory as I had been on parental duties whilst she had a week of misbehaving.

As she continued to recall the events of that week, she held my face closer and closer to her. Eventually grinding down on my face as she came.

Within a couple of seconds of her orgasm, there was a rustle that came from the heather behind us. We quickly hit the deck, diving onto our picnic blanket.

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By *oventry4biTV/TS over a year ago

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Loving this

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By *uckandbunny OP Couple over a year ago

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The rustling lasted a few more seconds and then some sheep wandered past the area above our rocky outcrop.

We both laughed with relief and amusement. Lisa reached into her rucksack and pulled out a couple of bottles of squash.

As we drank we chatted more about the holiday and what Lisa and Jo had got up to. Lisa recalled the Thursday night when Jo had left the club without her.

Jo had pulled a couple of men and left Lisa on her own to find her own fun. But soon afterwards Lisa had realised that flirting and teasing without a winggirl was less fun. So she has left the club and started to head back to our apartment. On the way back lisa had noticed a couple of times couples on the beach canoodling in the darkness.

On one occasion she had seen a young man stood on his own which seemed a little strange, but as she got closer she could hear the moaning and groaning of sex. It was then much clearer that this young fella was perving into the dunes watching others fucking each other. Lisa had been intrigued as to the situation and wandered over.

To cut a long story short 2 couples where fucking each other and this young fella was wanking away. What Lisa had not mentioned before was that because she was horny still she went up to this guy and started to wank him from behind.

I was a little taken aback that she had not mentioned this before. Lisa meanwhile had started to remove my own trousers and reached down into my boxers to pull my cock out.

She slide her body up close to me and started to jerk my cock up and down.

"I was right behind him like this, he kept wanting to turn but I told him no he needed to keep watching the scene in front of us or I would leave. I'm going to do the same to you out here but you'll just have to imagine a hot scene."

My mind was already full of sex so it was not difficult. But knowing she had done this exact thing to a complete stranger. Not even asking their name.

She pulled my foreskin back exposing the head of my cock to the fresh air. The breeze almost acting as an additional sex partner. Stimulating my cock. Lisa placed kisses down my neck and I Needed to touch her. I awkwardly reached behind me and searched out her pussy.

"Thats exactly what he did as we watched those couples. He fingerfucked me."

"He had a very tight small cock and he could not keep his moans of appreciation and frustration in."

"he so wanted to turn and fuck me, but I would not let him. Just like I'm not going to let you."

"I'm going to wank your cock and you can either spunk all over this grass here or you can go home frustrated and unreleased."

I loved it when Lisa dominated me. It was something she first did after meeting Jo and now was becoming more and more confident about pushing my boundaries of acceptable submissiveness.

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