Thanks for the comments. I can say we are having a blast. I've said this before but I will repeat myself. Her desire to be exposed and the excitement she receives afterwards, I take full advantage. In my post, it is rare that I post of the sex that follows. Prior to her disclosing her exhibitionist past and desires, we were in a routine as I assume most married couples are. Sometimes only sex once a week. Sometimes more, some not at all. Mainly her. I was always ready any time. Since, almost every time afterwards we will have a session. Even when discussing she has had me pull off the road to satisfy her arousal. I would have to say seventy percent of the time she is instigating or demanding sex. It is almost daily and some days multiple times.
I think in her mind she is taking advantage of me to satisfy her exhibitionist desires and subsequent arousal, I do not say anything to the contrary. In reality, I do not mind what she does exposing herself because afterwards I am getting all the benefits. Then additional sex by just discussing her exhibition. I guess it's a warped way of taking advantage of her but I'm getting laid.
Something I mentioned in passing on the previous post is a great example. A few weeks back we were at a campsite we had visited earlier. It was mostly empty and we were the only campsite occupied at the end. Other than a few passing cars possibly seeing her in her micro bikini. She had no opportunities. After sitting around drinking, after lunch she had a buzz and was felling like she wanted to do something exciting. We had walked a long trail at the end of the campgrounds on an earlier visit. She comes out of the camper wearing some loose fitting pink shorts and tennis shoes. She had a matching pink ball cap on with her ponytail out the back and topless. She requested a topless hike holding a t-shirt. Again, who am I to discourage her desire. Just the thrill of possibly being seen would be enough to get me laid throughout the weekend. I said, well make it a real challenge and leave the t-shirt. She tossed it in a chair finished her drink and said, let's go.
We had to walk the campsite road for some distance to get to the trail through the woods. I kept teasing her saying I hear a truck coming. She would speed up saying hurry. I would laugh. It appeared she was worried a family might drive by. As we walked in the woods I would quiz her what she would do if we did walk into a family hiking. She said, hide in the trees. Her pink nipples were hard and pointing the entire time. Im repeating but I love watching her tits bounce walking. Getting to the point. We reached the lake which is the half way point. One boat way out on the opposite bank but I'm sure he saw nothing even though we stopped to watch. Heading back she was actually complaining about no one exercises anymore. As we walk the trail the right side would open up to the lake and we could see a man now in the boat but still a good distance off and his back to us. I offered to shout at him but she declined saying we can barely see him anyway. I offered at each opening, we even went to the waters edge just looking at the lake. It was a long distance but I could tell it was a small metal boat, no motor, man slowing paddling the shoreline fishing.
We soon round a sharp turn where the trail really opened up to the lake for a good fifty yards. Towards the other end was a middle-aged black man sitting on a bucket fishing. My wife stepped back around the turn. I follow. I asked what's wrong. She was breathing hard and half smiling. She said, maybe we should go back the way we came. I was shocked. I said, I thought you wanted someone to see you and it's only one person. After her nerves were settled we started again. We had agreed that she could act surprised and cover initially. We get half way down the opening talking ignoring the man. I see him stand facing us from the corner of my eye as we talked. He says, well, hello there. My wife plays the perfect shocked embarrassed person covering a tit with each hand stopping. I say hello back. We continued walking and he sets his pole down and stepped onto the trail. Maybe four feet from him we stop. He is smiling big. I look at my wife. She is doing the open finger cover allowing some nipples to peek through. She was first to speak. She said, I'm sorry, we thought we would be alone on this trail. Turns out he was with the other guy in the boat but wanted to fish from the shore not a boat so was dropped off. My wife said, we had walked the trail before and was alone. He said it mostly is unless a Holliday or mid summer. He asked why she was not wearing a top. I said she lost a bet last night and had to hike topless. He laughed and said, she certainly is and good weather for it. I then said, she was also not supposed to cover for any reason. She quickly added, yes but I do not want to offend or get arrested either.
He smiled really big again. He has not taken his eyes off her hands other than to glance at me. He said, you don't have to worry about either of those. I was enjoying watching you walk towards me. I'm not offended at all. He had the most southern country accent, I wish I could spell the way he talked. I looked at my wife and said, not offended and not arrested. She looked at him a second and said, really. The big smile returned, he said, yes. She then dropped hands saying, fine. She is standing topless all in pink including her very hard pink nipples. He said, Im sure no red blooded man in his right mind would be offended seeing those, referring to her tits staring. My wife got a little embarrassed getting red. She bashfully thanked him. We started taking fishing. We spent a good ten minutes standing talking with him staring at her tits for all but a few seconds of that time. During our conversation he would give a random compliment of her tits, nipples, etc. Once he mentioned, his words, I had said, she was all decked out in pink including her nipples. My wife would get embarrassed with each comment or statement. He and I did most of the talking while my wife stood allowing him to take in as much of the view as he wanted.
As we wrapped up telling him we better get going, he asked if he could call his partner over because he would never believe him. I said we had to get going. He then asked for a picture, I again declined. I believe if he had his phone on him he would have taken the picture. We said our byes and walked off. The whole time he was very respectful and a gentleman. After a non eventful return she took me in the camper for a good sex session. Afterwards we are outside maybe two hours later. My wife had on a t-shirt and same clothes. We are now both pretty drunk. Up drives a truck with an old boat on a trailer. It's the man and his partner. He was riding. He had his window down and they stopped at the end of the campsite. He said, I told you he wouldn't believe me so I had him drive through to look for you. We are both laughing at him. My wife said, believe what. He says, don't do that I told him you were topless and I spent fifteen minutes looking at your tits. He was almost begging for her to confirm his story. We could hear his buddy giving him hell about making up a story. As he is still begging for us to confirm his story my wife says, can I show him too. Sure. After he completed his request for confirmation my wife stood took several steps towards the truck and says, quote, oh you mean hiking topless like this. She lifted her shirt exposing her tits for two or three seconds to both. They were shouting at each other. She came back and sat down. She said, yes it was true. They wanted another show but she declined and went inside the camper. They asked me but soon drove off.
When they were gone she returned dropping her shorts. Luckily I had an alcohol dick. Instead of sex, we fucked all over the campsite for some time. Later that night we are settled into bed talking about what transpired. We end up in a sixty-nine only to finish up outside after fucking our way out. The next morning I wake up to her stroking my semi hard dick then a nice blow job to more sex. On the way home we were talking about the man and other events. She ended up sitting on a towel and masturbating to orgasm while stroking me driving with her other hand. After the past twenty four hours it would have taken a lot more than a hand job to complete me but she did that once we got home. Unfortunately no truckers to drive beside for a show.
Using that as an example, this is what happens on most occasions. Not all but even if not same day, I get the benefits for the foreseeable future.
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