Skinny Dipping and other outdoor experiences
 

Mentioning skinny dipping the other day in a post brought on several msgs from guys reminiscing about their own skinny dipping experiences. So that is kind of what prompted this thread.

Skinny dipping for me actually started out as laying out nude in the summer for that no tan line tan that most of us women want. I started laying out like that with my mom when I was around 14 years old. It began in the backyard of the semi-rural home we lived in the time. While we did not have a complete privacy fence, it did block the view from most angles into our back yard. Since our property controlled those angles they did not seem to be a big deal until mom started selling Tupperware and also these baskets and housewares from another company.

Tupperware itself was not an issue but it meant a twice to three times a week stop by the UPS guy and one of those angles fit perfectly where he parked to deliver mom’s goods. Needless to say he got an eyeful a couple times of my mom and me laying naked in the back yard.

Mom comes up with the idea of laying out at the rock quarry I mentioned in that earlier post. Beautiful area and you could see the dust from travel on the county road. If it stopped in the middle of the view, someone had stopped at the entry into the pasture and rock quarry road and we would cover up. This did not actually happen very often at all.

The first time we went, mom got up and went for a swim, naked. I was a little surprised but I soon joined her. Over the next couple years she and I would sun tan there and it even included her friend Paulina and my friends Candace and Ashley at times.

There was nothing ever sexual about any of it and none of us seemed to have a problem being naked in front of each other. We did have one friend who went with us occasionally who was a little heavier and I could see at times she was uncomfortable, but she shouldn’t have been and after the first time or so, I never noticed it again.

As I got old enough to drive and I was getting to drive in our rural area before I actually had a license, my friends and I would go to the rock quarry to hang out in private. I knew as long as we kept our trash picked up my uncle would have no problems with it.

We started swimming there and it started out in swimsuits but soon we would be topless and some of us naked. We were 15 and 16 years old at the time and we were not bringing boys up there with us – yet!

The high rock wall face had a big ledge about 10 feet above the water and it was flat and had plenty of space for 3 people to lie on it comfortably. We would swim to the wall with our blankets held up over our heads at first, later we found it easier to tow it over in a little raft/boat someone had given us. You could see the gate coming in just sitting up and it seemed like a great place to sun.

I am not a lesbian, but I have explored some and I kissed my first girl on that ledge and tasted her pussy, my first pussy to taste. My friend tasted mine up there too in the evening sun, no one else around and up like we were on a pedestal above the crystal clear water of that rock quarry – it was a naturally romantic place.

It was the first place I skinny dipped with guys too when Candace and I took our boy friends up there and soon we were all naked and in the water. I don’t think any of us were nervous but it was the first time I had seen her boy friend naked and vice versa her with mine. I know there was a lot of checking each other out that day, but it soon passed into us just swimming and being silly – at least together. When we started pairing off with our significant other it was out in the open. It was the first time I saw one of my friends having sex and the first time I ever had sex in front of other people.

The part of Oklahoma I grew up in has naturally sandy soil in places and the rock is sandstone. The bottom of that quarry was rock and sand, devoid of silt that normally drifted in to most of the ponds and other man-made holes of water in the area. That mountain top rock quarry is kind of unique and I know of only two more like it in the area, but my uncle owns the nicest one and the easiest to get to. One is huge and it was abandoned back in the 1950s I was told, but it is a long hike back into it as the road was closed before my folks were born. I have been there and I have swam in it, but it was just too inaccessible for it to be a popular spot.

Lots of memories of that rock quarry and lots of stories I could tell from it. I think that since some of the stories need a lead in I will add them from time to time to this thread if there is an interest in it.

The wife has been skinny dipping many a time.
There is one place in particular that she'll go skinny dipping every single time we go there for a vacation. It's like a ritual and it has become part of the trip experience. It is a rarely populated beach, but it's public and easily accessible. There are also often diving boats out from the shore sometimes. Usually she'll build up to the skinny dipping. First day it's photos in whatever sexy bikini she is wearing, the she gets nude and has a beer on the beach and she might masturbate depending on how she feels. But more likely she'll leave the masturbation to the next day where she'll repeat the process in a different bikini. Getting in the water she'll wear only either a rash guard. Then on the final day she'll discard the rash guard and go for a dip with nothing on. Of course its all recorded in photos and videos!

This pic is of the beach and this day the navy were doing exercises offshore. I've written about this situation previously where she decided to show off her arse in a micro and point it towards the ship and the helicopters practicing. In real life the ship was massive. The photo makes it look smaller and further away than it really was.

There is also the beach where it is populated that she's been skinny dipping several times in the late afternoon. She'll take her bikini off in the water, I'll put it in my zipper pocket in my boardies and she'll swim around for a bit. There will be other people in the water, but they'll be a good 30 metres away. Unfortunately she can't do that anymore though due to that beach having become crazy popular and it's constantly filled with people day and night.

hi
 

for as long as I can remember, I've never swum any other way. This is of course exclusively only at home, in a country house, or rather in its surroundings. Our farm is located in a protected area protected by the state. So the places are sparsely populated. Hunting and commercial fishing are prohibited. All my childhood and youth were spent in the land of small lakes and backwaters. And now, when I spend my summer holidays there, of course, according to the old tradition, I only swim naked. Sometimes, on the opposite Bank, or on a boat in the center of the lake, there are fishermen. It doesn't bother me. The distance allows you to be safe. I always respond to their greetings if they pay attention to me.

More than skinny dipping at the quarry
 

Sorry this took me so long to write. I wrote it and then went back and reread it and thought about it and I would remember more details. Some I thought worth while to add, some of it wasn't. Every encounter I had this this friend at the rock quarry would get boring to read but this first one and the 2nd one is worthwhile I think and possibly one that did not result in sex at all. Anyway, here it is.


I know this episode of my life is not really about skinny dipping, but the place and skinny dipping is at the background of it. It is one of those episodes I mentioned that needs some background to understand it.

When I was 14 years old a close friend lost her mother unexpectedly in an accident. Several of us girls had spent a lot of time with her to help her deal and cope with it as much as a friend can in those situations.

One night three of us spent the night with her and we had fallen asleep in her room. I had got up and it was around 2 AM and I heard her dad on the couch. He was sad and I thought talking to himself but he was talking to a picture. I was standing at the hallway into the den when he spotted me.

I told him I was sorry for eavesdropping but I was concerned if he was okay. He assured me he was. I did not leave, I walked into the room and sat down on the couch at the other end from him. We talked for 3 hours about the loss of his wife and how his daughter was dealing with it – from my point of view. We kind of compared notes so to speak. At the end of the talk there was an innocent hug before I went back to bed. He had told me I seemed more mature than he had thought and I told him I surprise people sometimes. It did make me one of his favorites of his daughter’s friends.

It became almost a habit for him and I to sit and talk after everyone else went to sleep when I would stay over. Again, nothing inappropriate occurred except maybe it was strange that the two of us really connected on a friendship level.

Move forward a few years and I have not been over so much as his daughter was better friends with others in my group of friends as time had passed. Also, now I am over the age of legal consent in our state.

I am going swimming alone at the rock quarry, something I know can be dangerous but I mostly intended to lay out on the bank. I had to unlock the gate and I locked it back behind me.

I had a orange bikini on and a pair of cut-off denim jean shorts and sandals. If I remember right my hair had a tinge of dark blue at the end of my hair and I had cut it to shoulder length. Normally I am a dark brunette with very brown eyes that I have had more than one man tell me looked liquid up close.

I drove a 4x4 Pickup, the typical sports car for a country girl where I grew up and I seen a new truck already at the quarry. I did not know who it belonged to but I was already grumbling to myself because I might not be able to lay out nude.

Pulling up to the quarry I see a guy in the water across the quarry near the ledge and high wall. I recognize my friend’s dad. We will call him Chet though that is not his name. Stopping beside his truck I get out and walked around the truck waving at him and he waves back but I can tell he is acting a little strange.

“Are you okay?” I asked, my eyes going to my right and the pile of clothes laying on the bank, realizing he is skinny dipping about the time I finish the sentence.

“Uh yeah,” he said as I started laughing. His swim trunks were still folded up beside his clothes. “You caught me!”

It took me a few moments to stop laughing. Pointing to the ledge behind him, I said, “We usually take our clothes to that ledge so we can put them on if someone drives up.”

“That sounds like good advice,” he said, his blush actually fading some as he stood almost neck deep near the ledge.

I have a weird sense of humor I am told, but it is very funny to me that this man I am friends with and is the same age (a little older) as my folks is standing naked in the rock quarry with his trunks by my feet.

“You are getting a hell of a kick out my situation aren’t you!?” he asked me, chuckling some himself.

“I am,” I said with a nod, taking off my jean shorts and kicking off my sandals.

“You are NOT getting in this water!” he said, his dad voice coming out. His eyes were on me though and my bikini body.

“I will bring your trunks,” I said as he started protesting, his protests dying as I took off my top and my bottoms. I picked up his trunks with my bikini and walked into the water as he stood there in total silence.

With one hand up holding the clothes I started awkwardly swimming across the quarry and he finally says, “Its okay to get my trunks wet.” So, then I started swimming semi-normally on across and up beside him near the ledge as I put the clothes on the ledge. I had to raise up out of the water there and he seen my breasts from the side and my butt surface momentarily before I was covered by the water. The bottom was sand and it made the water murky enough he could not see past my waist but he had no problems discerning my breasts.

“What?” I asked, my face unable to hide the mischievous smile that was wanting to break out.

“You know what,” he said shaking his head and looking down toward the gate. He met my eyes. “Rachel you have a hell of a body!”

“Thanks,” I said, kicking off backwards and floating a little as I moved out into the deep part of the water. He stood there looking at me.

“What?” I asked again.

“I hope no one else is supposed to show up,” he said.

“You wanted to get me alone?” I asked as he blushed again.

“You love this don’t you?!!”

I laughed. “Yeah I do! You are always so calm and collected and I think I just rattled your cage big time!!”

“Understatement,” he assured me. He didn’t seem like this older guy to me at the moment. He was just a guy I had been friends with and I actually trusted more than most. “Why did you do that?”

“If it bothers you, I can put my clothes back on,” I said sincerely.

“No, it’s probably not appropriate, but . . . ” he said shaking his head. “No, I actually like this.” He glanced at the gate area again in the distance.

“I locked it,” I said. “If you see a rooster tail of dust stop there someone might be opening the gate.” I noticed his look of wonder on his face. “We have partied and skinny dipped here since I was 13 or 14, starting with my mom.”

“That would be a nice group to skinny dip with,” he commented.

He visibly relaxed. We talked some small talk and I had swum back over near the ledge. Underneath where he was standing sand and small rock had made a sloping area against the quarry wall there and we used it to climb up on the ledge that led up to the high ledge up the wall in the dry. He was tall enough to stand on the flat part under water. I am five feet seven inches tall and I was not. I moved to the slope but the sand would roll under my feet. I slipped once and he grabbed me around my stomach and kind of held me in place.

Looking at his eyes I moved his hands down to the top of my hips and said, “Hold me here and I can keep my balance with your help.”

His eyes were on mine and I seen almost a slight grimace on his face and he half shook his head, “I want to ask you something.”

“Okay.”

“Can I kiss you?”

I nodded as he leaned forward and softly kissed me on the lips. His arms went around my shoulders and he pulled me to him in a hug. He looked at me and we kissed again.

“I have wanted to do that before,” he said softly.

“I know,” I said. “I have wanted you to before.” I leaned forward and kissed him. His hand moved to the side of my hips and I put my hands on his chest. We kissed again. I put my hands on his wrists and stepped to the side and he let me go. “I am going to swim some,” I said as he nodded.

Sliding down into the water to his neck, Chet moved back and watched me as I swam out in front of him. He moved back to the ledge as I watched him and then he surprised me as he climbed out of the water and sit on the ledge, his penis almost erect and huge. He and I was looking at each other and I realized he could see my body through the clear water further out in the quarry.

Swimming up to him I put my hands on his knees and pulled myself out of the water some, standing on the slope. He touched my face and said, “I think I am about to cross a line I told myself not to cross.”

I looked at his penis. It was like a bloated snake about to bust its skin it was so thick looking. The head was like a wedge-shaped mushroom on the end of the thick shaft and as I looked at it, he gripped the base of it and pointed it toward my face as his other hand went to my head. Leaning forward I took the head of his penis in my mouth as he moaned, my tongue swirling around it before taking more of the shaft into my mouth.

My mouth is kind of big though it does not look like it on my face. Still I could only get about half of his cock into my mouth as I sucked it. I sucked it for a long time as he scooted closer to the water to make it easier for me.

My tongue was massaging it as I took as much of it into my throat as I could, my lips gripping his shaft as I gave him a blow job there on the side of that rock quarry. His hands were in my hair as he watched me sucking his thick cock, telling me how pretty I was and how good it felt. I was very turned on and I remember it tasting like cock with a hint of the quarry water as I sucked it and that taste giving way to the sweet taste of his pre-sperm.

“I am going to cum soon,” he warned me.

“I like the taste of it,” I said, holding on to his cock as I spoke. “I want you to cum in my mouth,” I told him. He just held the side of my head as I started sucking it again. He and I looked at each other as I sucked him.

He took a long breath and said, “Its about to happen sweetheart.” I gripped his cock hard in my hands as he exhaled hard and his cock started throbbing in my mouth, a thick jet of cum shooting into the back of my throat! I struggled to swallow it at first but then as the pulses weakened, I was able to stop swallowing and keep some In my mouth. He was looking at my face as I showed him the cum in my mouth and swallowed it for him to see.

“Shiiiittttt!” he said with a smile, watching as I put my lips over the head of his cock, squeezing the length of it like you would a straw to get the last of a good thick milkshake out of it. ” What are you doing?”

“Getting every drop,” I replied, sucking on the head of his cock, licking the tip intently.

“You are so hot,” he said, his hips stroking his cock in my mouth a few times as we finished up with the blow job. “I have never had anyone do that last part before!”

I am not saying this just for the story I am writing. His cum was the best tasting cum I had ever tasted and I did want every drop of it as I squeezed and sucked on his cock. He sighed and pulled it away from me, dropping into the water beside me. Picking me up and putting me on the ledge, he said, “Your turn.”
Reaching under me to swipe some little rock that was hurting my butt, I felt him part my legs and pulled my pussy to his mouth. His tongue gently parted my pussy lips and licked inside of me, moving up to find my clitoris as he sucked softly on it, his tongue dancing on it as I moaned. His hands were in between my thighs, spreading me wide for his tongue to explore every bit of my pussy inside and out.

Unlike him I did not watch as I lay back, closing my eyes and giving myself to the sensations my pussy was experiencing. I too had been anticipating this pleasure and I was very horny, very turned on as he licked and ate my pussy. His thumbs spread me wide for his tongue and I felt it probe inside of me as though he was French kissing my pussy. I could feel his tongue inside and moving within me. Sometimes I have a hard time cumming though it is rare. This was not going to be one of those times as I felt a pressure building, a pleasant explosion that would rock me internally and spread through me from below.

“I am going to cum,” I half gasped and half whispered. He moaned something in response and kept licking me. I kind of got a cramp in my toes as I came so hard and my toes flexed with the release. I pulled my feet in and pressed them against the ledge as I accidently knocked him loose from the slope of the ledge and he went half under the water and came up with a laugh.

“That is the first time I have almost been drowned by pussy,” he said as he wiped the water from his face. I know I blushed but I laughed some too. I sit up as he moved up between my legs and tried to lift himself up.

“It think if we move down the ledge over there,” I said pointing down the flat ledge, “you can do what I think you want to do.”

Shaking his head, he said, “You know this quarry well don’t you?”

I just smiled and got up, getting his trunks and putting them under my bottom, I sit on the edge of the ledge. Chat felt the underwater ledge and stood up, his heavy and erect penis almost the same height as my pussy.

I seen him hesitate and I said, “I am on the pill. I never miss it.”

Chet put saliva in his hand and rubbed it over the head of his cock before reaching down and gripping my thighs and pulled me toward him. I had spread my legs and he was looking down at me as he fit his cock against my pussy, rubbing it up and down my pussy lips as I inhaled in anticipation of him pushing that big cock inside of my pussy.

Slowly he pushed it inside of me and I had inhaled before and I kind of gasped, which made me snort as he stopped.

“I am okay,” I said as he looked in my face. He pushed more inside of me as I know I opened my mouth in an expression of “Oh my gosh!” as his thickness spread me inside and filled me.

“You are wet,” he said, slowly inching it into me as it filled me and I mean it felt so thick. I was definitely feeling it and I knew it would hurt a little until I got used to it, but that would happen quickly as long as he was gentle with at first. The man knew how his cock effected a woman because was very gently with me as he penetrated me, pulling out and pushing back a little deeper each time until he found the bottom of my pussy.

Gently he pressed against it and then pulled almost all the way out and went all the way back in again. Wow!! He did this slowly several times and then shortened the strokes as his hands were on my sides, my hips, leaning forward to rub my titties and nipples.

“I can’t believe I am fucking you,” he said as he thrust in and out of me a little harder but still slow enough it was feeling awesome and not overwhelming.

I remember telling him I wanted him to fuck me and he just smiled as he pushed my legs wide, his thumb starting to massage my clitoris, lighting rubbing it with two fingers while he fucked me.

He was bringing me close to orgasm with the way he was touching me along with his big cock being deep inside of me. He said, “You have wonderful hips.”

I know I smiled and he leaned forward as I leaned up and he kissed me. It seemed like he fucked me for 20 minutes. It was a long time and it felt good and I don’t think either of us really wanted it to end. I could tell he was close and I was close, fighting it from happening before I was ready when he grunted and his big shaft throbbed inside of me, my own orgasm following immediately as we both came so hard!! My eyes did not want to focus I came so hard as I was crying out in short gasps.

Chet kind of half chuckled, half groaned in appreciation, his cock as deep inside of me as it would go. I lay there looking at him.

“What’cha doin?” I asked innocently.

“Trying to make sure that every last drop of this sperm goes inside of this incredible young pussy,” he explained.

As I may have mentioned before, I have long fingers and I reached down and gripped the base of his cock and repeated what I did when I sucked him off. “Pull out a little,” I said as he did and I squeeze it down. He pulled out and I did it again over and over until I had milked his cock. Of course, heavy clumps of his cum ran out of me as soon as his cock fell out of my pussy, but it is the thought that counts, right?

“Put your bikini on,” he said as I sit up. He got his trunks and put them on. “It will be easier to swim back to the shallow side.”
“Ahhh,” I said, putting my bikini on and diving from the ledge past him as he swam a few feet behind me. We got to the shallow side and his trunks came off as he pitched them to the bank. He took off my bikini and did the same with it.

Swimming to him, he took me in his arms, his hands moving down to my legs under my butt and lifting me out of the water. His lips kissed my shoulders, chest, my breast, and down the flat of my stomach. I watched him as he sucked first one breast, then the other, sucking on my nipples and making me moan with pleasure. His hands were holding my butt and he lowered me and we kissed.

“There has to be a better place to fuck you than that damn rock ledge over there,” he growled and I laughed.

“I brought a beach blanket to lay on,” I said he brushed the wet hair out of my face. We went up to the bank and he rinsed out swim suits of sand as I put down the blanket in the grass. I was on my knees on it when he lay our swimsuits beside it in the grass and I shuffled some in front of him on my knees, sucking his cock again.

I did not suck it for very long before I stopped and asked him to put some baby oil on me. I lay on my stomach as he put my baby oil in his hands and massaged it into my entire back side. “Flip over,” he said and I did and he put baby oil all over my front. He baby oiled his cock and lay on his back as I moved over him and got on top of him, taking his cock slowly again, but this time the entry felt much better.

He lay there as I rode his cock, looking up at me and only breaking that position occasionally to kiss deeply. I came on his cock really hard as he held my breasts in his hands. He moved them to my hips and started rocking me again and so I stayed where I was, fucking him, determined to bring him to his 3rd orgasm.

I rode it forever it seemed and I had just came a second time from riding it when he said he was about to cum. He said he loved watching my face when I came. He pulled my hips down and he came, holding me in place and just rock as he filled my pussy the 2nd time. I lay with my face on his chest as he hugged me and I him as he coasted down from his orgasm.

“I wish I was your age,” he said. “Closer to it.”

I lay there and squeezed his cock some with my pussy as he laughed at me.

“I like your answer,” he said.

Raising up, I said, “I want to do this again.”

“I do too,” he said. “Do you mean here?”

Nodding, I said, “In a few evenings I will have another evening like this one where everyone is either working or busy with stuff of their own. I can come back.”

“Which evening?” he asked and I told him and he said, “Yeah, that is doable for me.”

“Are you dating anyone?” I asked.
He scowled a little. “Rachel, we can’t really . . .”

“I am not stupid,” I said shaking my head. “I know what this means in a small town. What it would mean to my folks. What it would mean to your daughter and what it could mean to your job.”

“Okay,” he said.

“But I want to do it some more this summer. I just mean if we are both not dating, we are not hiding it from someone who is going to know our schedule better than just our family.”

Understanding, he said, “Make it easier for us to get away like this.”

“Chet, I do care about you,” I said.

“I know you do honey,” he said. “I care about you too.” He kissed me, his hands on my bottom as he pushed his semi-erect cock in and out of me a few times before I got up and off of him.

He got on his knees and he kissed my stomach and my hips, his hands on my ass. “You better quit or you are going to have to fuck me again and we already been out here for a long time,” I warned him.

He kissed both of my titties and then we both went into the water and rinsed off some. We were quiet as we dressed, but we kept looking at each other with smiles on our faces. He kissed me and drove out ahead of me, opening the gate and letting me drive through before he closed it and locked it back.

He and I met out there several times that summer and they were fun times. We are still friends years later, but he remarried and he is very loyal to his wife as he should be. I am sure though that the temptation would be too great if it was just him and I at the rock quarry skinny dipping again.

The first time I remember us taking my little sister with us to the rock quarry to skinny dip she was in high school and my friends and I were already in college. My sister is a redneck girl that is as cute as she is mischevious. Wearing a red white and blue bikini on the water in other places she loves to canoe, kayak and go river rafting though she has never done any on really fast water.

She takes after my mom with her round bubble butt and men are drawn to her whether we are on the beach or in a store shopping. Once she found out she could swim nude at the rock quarry, locally she did not want to go swimming anywhere else. I can remember us pulling up and my cousins being there, in swim suits and she would be so disappointed. She did not really like going with mom because she didn't really want to see mom naked. It never bothered me because mom is in shape if a little heavy, having 3 kids will do that to you. Mom and I were always close in a friends type of way, but my sister and her tended to bump heads over things.

One time I went out to the quarry and you could see where a vehicle had parked and a blanket had been put down and there were a half a dozen used condoms decaying nearby. I was sure this was done by my sister and her latest bf because it had never happened before and she was the newest addition to the group having access to it.

I got on to her and of course she denied it. I told her I had cleaned it up but she better carrying the condoms off. I am sure they were tossed in the ditch on the county road somewhere, but I never saw any on the ground at the quarry. Be naked and under the sun has an appeal to most of us. Once this stupid lockdown is over I may have to take the boy friend there. It is one place we have never been together. I think it would be a lot of fun!

Thanks for sharing that experience with us. It was so hot reading that. I also love nothing better to skinny dip on a hot summers day. I can only wish that i could have been there that day to enjoy your company

pics! from the quarry pls!
 

Pics pls!

Not exactly skinny dipping but close.

Had a weekend trip to a beach town with a group of close friends. We went bar hopping and stayed in a hotel in the area. After a long night of drinking my GF was the drunkest I've seen her, typically she keeps herself pretty composed.

We were waking back to the hotel and walked out to the ocean for bit. Someone suggested skinny dipping jokingly and before my GF knew it was a joke she had her jeans off. She was still in her shirt and white panties and group of us walked out to the ocean for few mins. After we came back she didn't want to put jeans on her wet skin, so she stayed like that for the short walk back to the hotel.

When we got back, we all gathered in the same room for one last drink before bed and she still hadn't put her pants on. it was 3 couples and her the only one not wearing pants, she definitely got some attention from the guys. At one point she was sitting on the bead and you could almost make out her pussy thru the material. She was trimmed that day, so you could also see a couple short hairs poking out the side.

Park quickie
 

Taking advantage of the good weather we had last Saturday Lisa and I went on a cycle ride to see the fall colors. We stopped to stretch our legs at small nature park that was kind of in the middle of nowhere. My bike was the only vehicle in the parking lot so I was pretty sure we were the only ones there.

We stopped and sat on a bench overlooking a little valley. I don't think either of us planned on fooling around but it just kind of happened. We were soon making out and I had my hand under her shirt and in her bra. Soon I had her shirt pushed up and her bra undone and took one of her nipples in my mouth as I caressed the other breast. We then stood up and I had my hand in her jeans fingering her to an orgasm.

She then said ok your turn. I turned her around and pushed her jeans and panties down. She bent over holding on to the bench as I undid my jeans and slid my cock into her pussy. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her. I think she was nervous being so exposed because she asked me to hurry. I picked up the pace and as I got closer I asked where she wanted me to come. She responded "inside me, come inside me". A few more strokes and that is what I did. Holding her hips tight until I was spent. I pulled out and took a good look at her ass and pussy before she pulled her jeans back up. Lisa then pulled up her shirt to flash me her boobs before redoing her bra.

We walked hand in hand back to the bike and continued on our ride.

You just described my wife and me pretty much every day until we had kids. :D (The sex outside; not just holding hands, ha.)