Jerking off outdoors

Masturbation, or any sex, is amazing in the great outdoors. I don’t really enjoy hunting, but my family has an annual hunting/camping trip every fall. Inevitably, I find myself alone in the woods exposing myself to the air, letting my mind wander to some of my kinkier desires and edging myself to an incredible orgasm as the sun goes down.
 
Sometimes when I'm hiking alone, I like to start fantasizing. I set a goal for how long I can go before taking my cock out - one mile...two miles...The longer I go, the raunchier the fantasy gets. Once the cock is out, it only takes few strokes before leaving my mark on a tree.
 
Nothing quite like laying naked on the smooth bedrock next to one of my many favorite swimming holes on my favorite river. Playing with my cock and balls, fucking my hand while building up a nice load to shoot, then creaming on my stomach, or thighs, or letting it spurt on the rock next to me. It doesn't get old
 
Many years ago I took a long road trip while going through a divorce. For two weeks I drove around the western US without ever staying in a hotel. I was freshly liberated from a sexless marriage and was in the early stages of dating a gorgeous, adventurous, outdoorsy, and sexually uninhibited woman. Unfortunately, she was not able to join me on the trip. If she had, the trip would have been full of sex. As it was, I was alone and free to express myself and explore solo. I spent an abundant amount of time completely nude in various rivers and national parks, leaving behind copious amounts of spunk in each location I visited. I've always enjoyed being nude, but during that trip I discovered how much more magical masturbation and sex are in nature than within the confines of the bedroom.
 
I notice a few people like doing it in their cars, I have done it quite a few times in parking garages. One time I rubbed myself to orgasm through my shorts while sitting in my car in a parking garage in a mall, after which I went shopping with a visible wet patch on the front of my shorts. The shorts did have a camo pattern so it wasn't very obvious, but it gave me a thrill nonetheless.
 
Years ago I was taking a photography class where we had to develop B&W film. The lesson was Light and Shadows, and I knew ehen taking pics against water. the light reflecting on off the water would make the rest of the image very dark.

There was a park on the lake that if you walked about a quarter mile past the park fence there was a small peninsula covered with trees that blocked the far side from being seen from the park. In mid week, mid day there was no one there so I set up the tripod, lost my suit and took pics for the assignment. Afterwards I was pretty turned on from being naked in broad daylight so I sat down in the water and jacked off. Definitely my most memorable solo experience.
 
One of my most intense personal moments was when walking home many moons ago, on a very warm Phoenix night. A very light and soft rain was falling, and I decided take a short cut through a cotton field. In the middle of this field, there was a small pump house used to irrigate the cotton. The structure was low (3 to 4 feet high) with a sloped roof. Not sure why it occurred to me strip down and lay down on this little roof top. But it sure felt nice in the warmth, and the gentle rain. I got harder and harder from the sensations of laying naked and letting the warm rain wash over my body. I’d never jacked off outdoors previous to that night, and the orgasm was simply intense.

Live far to the north of Arizona these days, but when we have really warm nights, I can’t resist going out late at night, laying down naked on a chaise lounge, and slowly edging my way to a satisfying orgasm. We live on a private road, and no one can actually see me on our elevated deck above this road, but the thought that someone *might* see me helps elevate the experience. LOL
 
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