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EbonySub29 said:
Being kinky outdoors isn’t talked about enough. I can’t be the only one who enjoys it
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Due to lack of a partner, sometimes it is fun to dress up and walk in an outdoor setting in mild bondage such as handcuffs and locked collar knowing the keys are back in the car. Interesting enough i've never been approached by a man.
 
One more conversation thread being reduced to nothing but porn images and gifs. Sad and boring.
 
Had an GF who wanted to try some kinky sex outdoors.



My back yard was sheltered by large, tall hedges on all sides providing what I thought was great privacy.



My GF left it up to me what we would do outside. I had prepared 4 tent stakes to tie her spread eagle in the grass. Brought her outside, naked with a blindfold covering her eyes. I instructed to lie down on the cool grass as I ties her hands and feet to the stakes.

To tease her I kissed, caressed, gently nibble and sucked her body while she kept trying to get loose. Kissed her legs from her ankles to her thighs and stopped. She begged for me to continue for some time while I silently enjoyed the spectacle.

Giving in I placed my mouth on her shaved pussy and kept licking, sucking, and fingering until she was exhausted from cummung.

We both agreed that it was one of our most erotic times together.

A few weeks later the older woman next door asked if I could trim our common hedges as they were overgrown. She noted that they hide such a lovely view of my yard.
 
The end of the Harbor road in Dana Point, California, before the Ocean Institute was erected, with only the moon’s glow, an old bench and crashing waves set an extremely fond memory. The artist I was dating at the time, led me to the weathered bench yards above the crashing waves, large jetty rocks supporting us below. He sat legs spread, taking up space. His firm grip on each of my wrists was a turn on and a bit frightening. He led my body to stand facing him, the ocean to my back, moonlight shining through my semi sheer pink dress. Continuing his firm grasp, he looked for a while as I obeyed and stood. Leaning forward both hands climbed up my outer thighs, hooking his fingers to the sides of my pink lace panties. With unbreakable eye-contact, as if wanting me to challenge or protest, his firm pull slowly slid my dampened panties down my legs and let them fall to the dirt ground at my bare feet. Immediately, his hands repeated the climb only higher to remove my pink lace bra, that he laid next to him on the old wood beach. Wearing only my light baby pink dress he stared for a long time. I knew the beam of moonlight, seemingly orchestrated for this moment, unlocked the dress’s intended purpose of cover and modesty, granting him exclusive access to my body’s curves and details. I felt dripping moisture between my legs as he pulled my wrists firmly and gradually down submitting my body to kneel in front of him on the dirt and discarded pink lace panties. He unbottoned and unzipped his jeans allowing his cock to spring out to allow me access. Without a word, he pushed my head down and guided me to suck his already hard cock. Just a mouthful of slides up and down his dick, and I felt a firm, leading grasp of my hair to stand again. As I arose, he grasped the sides of my dress and pulled the light, pink material over my head and off. Sharing the moon’s spotlight with the ocean, Moonbeams glimmering off both of us, natural, naked, rising, I stood in front of him, Grasping my left thigh, then the right to straddle him, lowering me down on his cock as his grasp handcuffed my wrists behind me, jutting my tits toward his face. He conducted his fucking of me forcefully. No audible words from either of us, just moans, crashing waves and fucking bodies. Penetrating my pussy, sucking/biting my tits and tongue violating my mouth, we fucked in rhythm of the ocean’s rising, crashing, intensity and direction. As we were leaving, my panties left in the dirt, my bra on the old wooden bench, and my dress attempting to cover my spent body, I glanced at some movement to my right, through my hazy post-sex stupor, where a couple was watching us. My pussy creamed again.
 
Playfulsteph said:
The end of the Harbor road in Dana Point, California, before the Ocean Institute was erected, with only the moon’s glow, an old bench and crashing waves set an extremely fond memory. The artist I was dating at the time, led me to the weathered bench yards above the crashing waves, large jetty rocks supporting us below. He sat legs spread, taking up space. His firm grip on each of my wrists was a turn on and a bit frightening. He led my body to stand facing him, the ocean to my back, moonlight shining through my semi sheer pink dress. Continuing his firm grasp, he looked for a while as I obeyed and stood. Leaning forward both hands climbed up my outer thighs, hooking his fingers to the sides of my pink lace panties. With unbreakable eye-contact, as if wanting me to challenge or protest, his firm pull slowly slid my dampened panties down my legs and let them fall to the dirt ground at my bare feet. Immediately, his hands repeated the climb only higher to remove my pink lace bra, that he laid next to him on the old wood beach. Wearing only my light baby pink dress he stared for a long time. I knew the beam of moonlight, seemingly orchestrated for this moment, unlocked the dress’s intended purpose of cover and modesty, granting him exclusive access to my body’s curves and details. I felt dripping moisture between my legs as he pulled my wrists firmly and gradually down submitting my body to kneel in front of him on the dirt and discarded pink lace panties. He unbottoned and unzipped his jeans allowing his cock to spring out to allow me access. Without a word, he pushed my head down and guided me to suck his already hard cock. Just a mouthful of slides up and down his dick, and I felt a firm, leading grasp of my hair to stand again. As I arose, he grasped the sides of my dress and pulled the light, pink material over my head and off. Sharing the moon’s spotlight with the ocean, Moonbeams glimmering off both of us, natural, naked, rising, I stood in front of him, Grasping my left thigh, then the right to straddle him, lowering me down on his cock as his grasp handcuffed my wrists behind me, jutting my tits toward his face. He conducted his fucking of me forcefully. No audible words from either of us, just moans, crashing waves and fucking bodies. Penetrating my pussy, sucking/biting my tits and tongue violating my mouth, we fucked in rhythm of the ocean’s rising, crashing, intensity and direction. As we were leaving, my panties left in the dirt, my bra on the old wooden bench, and my dress attempting to cover my spent body, I glanced at some movement to my right, through my hazy post-sex stupor, where a couple was watching us. My pussy creamed again.
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OMG that was so hot 🔥
 
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coral_lipstick said:
Due to lack of a partner, sometimes it is fun to dress up and walk in an outdoor setting in mild bondage such as handcuffs and locked collar knowing the keys are back in the car. Interesting enough i've never been approached by a man.
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Well I've never seen you like this or I would definitely say Hello!
 
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