Our first outdoor experience [M/F] | 2016

This is my first time writing something like this, but there will be more to come if people enjoy it. This is a story about the first time my soon-to-be-ex-wife & I practiced some exhibitionism. I hope y’all find it as hot as we were!

So I’m a pretty avid cyclist and I had been trying for a long time to get my wife to go ride with me. She eventually purchased a hybrid bike and some riding apparel and starting taking short rides with me. On the day in question, we were both feeling pretty naughty, and as we prepared for the bike ride, we kept teasing each other by saying what we wanted to do to each other. I remember us groping each other as we got dressed to ride.

My wife is 5’8”, shoulder length brown hair, curvaceous, with nice legs, a few extra pounds, but her breasts are her finest feature. She’s a 40C and her breasts have a little sag from having borne 4 children, but with a little support, they are like round oranges with quarter-sized areola and large nipples. I especially love it when she squeezes them together with her arms and makes some very enticing cleavage.

I’m just a tad taller than her, with black hair, and a trim, athletic, muscular build. She finds my ass my finest feature, and I’ll have to take her word for it. She especially loves it when I wear my spandex riding shorts - she says it makes my ass look yummy.

So we dressed in our usual riding apparel - her with a tight cycling shirt, a sports bra, and baggy shorts, and me wearing lycra shorts and a cycling jersey. We kept teasing each other saying we needed to find someplace secluded during our ride so we could have some “fun”. We headed out to one of our local multi-use trails and began our ride. I know she was admiring my body as much as I was admiring hers. I convinced her to unzip her jersey halfway to show some of her amazing cleavage. She was reluctant at first, but eventually consented. I wondered if any of the other male cyclists that we passed got a nice eyeful of her ample chest as they passed us.

Every once in a while, I would ride next to her and squeeze her ass. At one point I told her I was getting quite turned on, and my shorts were getting a little uncomfortable. She told me she was getting really turned on too and asked if I knew anywhere we could go to have some privacy. I told her there was this one awesome overlook that looked out over the river and that not many people went out there. It would involve doing a moderate climb (for her) but I promised her it would be worth it.

We eventually made it to the top and rode the bike path out to the overlook. There was a bench next to where we could park our bikes, but we could walk a little ways down and get behind some large rocks that would partially hide us from view. We also had a good view of the bike path so we could see if anyone was coming before they got there. There were also some houses a ways away but I doubted they could make anything out if we stayed behind the rocks.

We were both pretty turned on by this point, having teased each other for the past hour, but now that the moment of truth was upon us, we were both a little nervous and a little hesitant. We made our way behind the large rocks and there were some smaller ones that we could sit on without too much trouble. We still had a nice view of the river and the trees below us and we could hear people walking, riding, and running far below but we couldn’t see them. I told my wife to sit and to expose herself to me while I kept an eye on the bike path. She unzipped her cycling jersey and then pulled up her sports bra, causing her magnificent round, soft breasts to pop free. Man, that was soooo hot. She relished the heat of the sun on her breasts and loved the feel of the wind blowing gently across her nipples that made them grow even harder. For my benefit, she gently flicked her nipples with her thumbs and caressed her breasts naughtily.

Here I was, with a hardon like you wouldn’t believe, showing prominently through my cycling shorts. I dared her to bare her pussy to the sun as well. She told me to come stand next to her so I did, all the while still keeping a watchful eye on the trail as best I could. That wasn’t easy having my wife nearly topless sitting there next to me. She stroked my cock through the shorts while continuing to play with her nipples.

She whispered, “I’m sooooo turned on right now and my pussy is sooooo wet. Do you want to feel?”

She pulled her shorts down, exposing her unshaven mound to the sun, and I could see dampness between her pussy lips. She took my hand and placed it between her legs and I inserted my finger into her pussy. Yes, it was definitely slick with her pussy juices. She shuddered as she felt my finger enter her, and let out a soft moan. She asked if anyone was coming and I said I didn’t see anyone. I said we would probably hear someone before we even saw them.

She said, “Please, quickly lick my pussy, before someone comes.” Not wanting to argue, I obliged. I got down on my knees in front of her, spread her creamy white thighs apart, and pressed my mouth against her slit. I licked her slowly, inserted my tongue and tasted her tangy juices. “Oh my god,” she moaned, “that feels amazing.” I felt her hands on the back of my head as she urged me to continue. I licked up to her clit and flicked it with my tongue. Her eyes closed and she arched her back, thrusting her huge tits out. As I continued to lick up and down and in and out, I reached up and played with her nipples. I was driving her crazy. She was trying very hard to keep quiet, but I could hear her softly moaning as her breathing quickened.

After a short while of me continuing to do this, she said she was too nervous about getting caught and wouldn’t be able to cum, so she told me to stop and go play lookout while she got herself off. I adjusted myself as best I could and walked back up to the trail. She asked if I could see her from up there. I told her no, she was pretty much blocked by the rocks and I couldn’t see anything from where I was standing. I told her to go ahead. I was amazed that she was being so bold. We had talked about exposing herself outside but I never thought she’d go through with it. This was one of her biggest fantasies and I was happy that it was finally coming to fruition.

I made sure no one was coming and changed my position slightly so I could watch what she was doing. It was an incredible sight, even from where I was standing. There she was, sitting on the rock, her huge round tits exposed to the sun and air, her legs extended straight in front of her, shorts down around her ankles, legs spread slightly, with her curly pubic hair damp with her juices and my saliva mixed together. She looked over and saw me watching her and smiled and closed her eyes once more. Her fingers slipped down and started to rub her clit furiously while her other hand played with her hard nipples. Faster and faster she went, alternating between rubbing her clit and inserting her fingers inside her pussy. She would bring her creamy pussy juices out and rub them into her clit to make it moist and slippery. I could see that her breathing was getting faster and that she was getting close. It was all I could do to keep from touching myself. Her hand became a blur, and suddenly her whole body stiffened and I could see that she was cumming. Her face contorted in pleasure and she struggled to keep quiet. I love watching my wife’s face when she cums - it’s so raw and primal. She kept rubbing as her orgasm spread through her entire body and then collapsed, body spent. She finally opened her eyes and looked at me with a naughty smile on her face. She wagged her finger at me to come back down there to be with her.

I sure was glad no one was around, because I had the largest boner showing through my thin cycling shorts. As I approached her, I asked her if she came really hard. She said it was incredible and she couldn’t believe she did it. She asked if she thought the people in the houses in the distant could see anything. I told her I didn’t think they could, but I think maybe the thought of someone watching from far away helped spur her little fantasy on.

She smiled wickedly and told me it was my turn. We switched places with me sitting down on the rock and her kneeling down in front of me. She pulled my shorts down, and my rock hard erection sprang forth. “A little turned on, were we?” she remarked with a sly smile. “A LOT turned on,” I replied. “You can’t believe how hot you looked getting yourself off.” So there I was, outdoors, with my dick out in the wind, with my hot, sexy wife, kneeling in front of me, with her tits out and hanging down, and I was about to get the blowjob of my life.

She pushed the hair from her face and leaned down and took my cock hungrily into her mouth. Oh my god, it was heaven. She licked my cock from the underside of the shaft all the way to the tip. She nibbled on it sideways. She sucked, licked, swirled her tongue all over. She stuck her chest out, inviting me to play with her tits. She knows that really gets me off too. So as she continued to suck on my cock, I fondled her breasts and flicked her nipples. She started to alternate having my cock in her mouth with stroking it with her hand. I certainly wasn’t going to last long. She moaned softly and kept encouraging me to cum. Holy shit, I couldn’t believe we were masturbating each other outside where we could possibly get caught.

And then I was there….and she knew it. She knows exactly when I’m ready to cum so she took me out of her mouth at the very last second and pumped my cock for all it was worth, aiming the tip at the tops of her rounded breasts. She loves it when I cum all over her body, but especially when I cum on her chest. I came forcefully, spraying my cum all over her tits, and even some spurts landing on her sports bra. It was hard to put into words, but felt amazing. She said that was one of the hottest things she had ever seen, and one of the sexiest experiences she had ever had.

We cleaned up as best we could and then had to sit for a while to admire the scenery until my dick was back to normal enough to get back on the bike. I certainly wasn’t going to complain getting to see my wife topless for a while longer. But all good things must come to an end, and as we rode back to our car, we kept flashing knowing smiles back and forth to each other. It was truly a day to remember.