"Yep. Apparently this sort of gathering is a lot more common than you might think. Not really my cup of tea, but to each their own." Besides, who was she to sit in judgment of strangers in a car while she, herself, was eagerly making her way through the brush for some naughty upside a tree action?
She kept looking over her shoulder to check the distance they were putting between themselves and the parked cars. As soon as the cars were completely out of sight she headed for the first large tree she spotted. Even with the comfortable distance between them and the lot, she opted to position the tree between themselves and any would-be spectators.
It was still very light out. To the west the forest dropped away down a steep slope to the river below. To the north the terrain ambled away, there was the winding path, a footbridge and more wood. While they had been making their way in, a train had rumbled by to the east. She knew it would be fenced off from the public and any residential property would be on the far side. They could see clearly in all directions and knew they were quite alone here in the woods.
She pulled him close for a kiss and caught herself humming her pleasure again even at the simple taste of his mouth.
Her fingers fumbled at his jeans until she got the top button loose. His hands came to her aid and he undid his jeans the rest of the way. She reached in to grip him the way she wished she could have held him before. He was hard and thick, pulsing under her touch.
With her back to the tree she carefully lowered herself into a squatting position in front of him. Her mouth teased him, wetting him, taking in a little more of with each pass, but not fast enough for his liking. He took her by the back of the head and pressed her all the way down, only releasing her when she started to struggle. His rough play always turned her on. She picked up the pace and started to give him some more enthusiastic attention, letting the head of his cock thud against her soft pallet. Usually a silent partner the sensation made him moan.
Rising from her squat she came up for a kiss. "Do you want to fuck me?" she breathed into his neck. She wasn't one for words either. Her attempt at talking dirty amused him.
"Yes."
She reached into her pocket and brought out a condom - her treat this time. She tore open the foil and positioned it over his cock, gently rolling it down his shaft. Once dressed, she gave him once more squeeze then turned and presented her ass. She was leaning against the tree with her back arched but he wasn't satisfied. He smacked her ass and firmly pushed her shoulders down until she was in a deep bend. The tree was hard and rough against her shoulder, especially when he started to drive into her. She struggled to brace herself from the blows, putting her arm between her and the tree.
Even in the cover of night their outdoor play was usually rushed, not for any lack of time, but because the excitement of these meetings always pushed them to the edge that much faster. Here in the early dusk light in the woods there seemed to be less urgency. While hanging upside down with her back to the tree she could look between her own legs up at his. They were spread and flexing as he moved in her, his jeans bunching just above his knees. She knew his view was no less indulgent. She felt his hands sliding over the small of her back and landing small smacks on her white, fleshy bottom.
She attempted to pull herself up right for a moment but he was having none of that. He shoved her down again, her other shoulder being jammed into the tree, and she gasped. Taking her firmly by the hips he began to fuck her with longer, more forceful strokes. She moaned and gave into him, letting her back release so that she hung lower. She reached back with her free hand and he took it, pulling her arm back and pinning it to the small of her back. It wasn't long before she was trembling in a full-blown orgasm that shook her to the core. He pressed in deep and stilled, enjoying her involuntary spasms. When she caught her breath again he resumed his assault.
It was his turn to give into his own needs. Aggressively he pounded into her until, with the smallest growl escaping his lips, he stepped away.
His exit was so abrupt she thought for sure someone was coming upon their scene. She stood and pulled up her pants. There was no one else. She turned to face him.
"Get on your knees." It wasn't a request. She smiled her approval at his dominance and did as she was told.
Knowing better that to try and offer head, she look up at him, hiding her smile and opening her mouth.
"That's good," he praised while stroking his cock. A moment later he grabbed her head again and buried his cock in her mouth. He came hard and copiously down her throat and she was forced to swallow quickly. She pulled away just long enough to take a breath then took him back into her mouth to finish sucking him. Her gentler manipulations against his sensitive flesh made him wince.
She stood and they embraced. She sprinkled his lips with little kisses, flicking the tip of her tongue over his lips and brushing his tongue. He always humoured her mouth after using it, but she knew that he appreciated her swallowing first. Their's was a give and take arrangement. As much as she loved being controlled, this was her little piece of dominance over him.
"That was fun," she sighed.
"It was. Thank you."
"I'm going to need a favour now. Can I get a lift back home?"
He laughed. "Sure, I can do that."
On the way back they made small talk. "What will you say about those bruises?" he asked.
She smiled. She liked the fact that he recognized that their play was sometimes painful. He knew she would say so if it ever got too rough. "They may or may not surface. And besides, I'm a bit of a clutz. I've always got mystery bruises rising to the surface here and there."
She had him drop her off a block from home, just far enough for her skin to cool. She was supposed to be out for a chilly evening walk after all. Before leaving his car she stole one last kiss. It was a dangerous move, knowing someone might see, but she didn't care.
She returned home to find her husband had woke and was most of the way through preparing dinner.
"How was the walk?" he asked.
"It was a lovely evening for a walk in the park," she admitted.
