Cassidy and Emily were the perfect couple. Both 28 years old, they were the 'beautiful people' and lived an amazingly rich and fulfilling life. Cassidy had joined the US Army ten years previously and married childhood sweetheart, Emily, two years later. They had been stationed in Germany at a base there for the past three and Emily had a nice job at the administration block on the camp. Cassidy was a tall, blonde, muscular guy while his wife was a petite, smouldering brunette with dark hair that stretched just past her thin shoulders while her dark eyes seemed to be all knowing and mischievous at the same time. Yes they were the perfect couple, the perfect kinky and perverted couple that is!
If their sexual appetites had been voracious before marriage (and it was, before they wed they fucked like rampant rabbits for hours on end) once they were married it seemed to explode. And as great as the sex was it did not take long for both of them to require things to get more and more kinky. They was little that they did not try or do or experiment with, more positions than the Kama Sutra had to offer, every sex toy imaginable (and some that weren't), had tried all sorts of kinds and forms of bondage, hired prostitutes even more taboo things like watersports were not beyond them, and all the time their love and lust for each other just got greater and greater.
Their latest thing, which they were both enjoying like nothing before (but they knew that it would not last, they would soon tire and want something new and kinkier) was for outdoor kinky fun. Over the last few weeks they had perfected it, added to it, new twists, new kinks to help them both enjoy enhanced experiences. It had started innocently enough with a picnic on a Sunday afternoon and after a few glasses of wine they both felt randy and Cassidy had his way with Emily under an old, gnarled tree under the beating sun in a deserted, country meadow. As was the norm the sex was rough and hard and animalistic, both noisily grunting as they rutted, doggy style, Cassidy finally flooding his sexy wife's pussy full of his sticky seed. Before they collapsed atop each other and slowly regained their breath over the next few minutes.
The next day Cassidy was barely over their house doormat before he was met by his sexy wife, dressed in a long brown raincoat and with just a peck on his lips, she grabbed his hand and led him out of the house and along a deserted country lane that lay well to the South of the camp compound. They were both excited long before they got there but once they did Emily dramatically whipped off the coat to reveal (as Cassidy had guessed) that she did not have on a stitch of clothing under the coat and her nubile, pert body was in readiness for his attentions. What he had not expected though was the words "CASSIDY's'S PUSSY" to be written in big letters on her stomach and an arrow pointing down between her legs to her shaven cunt. She shrugged off the coat and gave a playful twirl to show that roughly scrawled on her back was the word "SLUT", it couldn't have been easy to do.
If Cassidy had been hard before (and he had been, his nine inch cock creating an obvious tent in the crotch of his army trousers) seeing those blasphemies on his pretty, innocent looking, wife's body drove him insane with lust and he could hold back no longer, he grabbed her by her hair and physically hauled her back onto the coat and took her there, by the side of the lane. His fingers working their magic on her clit and pussy as only he knew how before rolling her over, spanking her some then fucking her hard in her tight asshole while he pulled back at her head by her hair. It was frantic desperate sex and they barely retained their humanity while fucking but once he came deep inside her ass they both knew that they had cum like never before and their new game had been found and started.
After that things just escalated and new additions were made to their new sex game. For a start some of the filth they (for Cassidy got to write too) wrote all over Emily's body got more and more extreme and degrading But Emily loved that, she was just that kind of kinky bitch! Want some examples? Well how about the words "COCK HOLE" in red letters around Emily's lips? Or "BARRACKS WHORE" on her flat stomach? "CASSIDY'S WHORE" on her inner thigh? How about "SPANK ME" just above her cute ass cheeks? Or the charming description of "CUMSLUT" across her chest? She even allowed him to write the words "DOG LOVER" on her stomach too, no doubt because she was always so kind to dumb animals. Yes, all those things and a hundred others adorned her sexy body at one time or another and it didn't take long before she egged Cassidy on to take their digital camera to capture her various humiliating phrases so they could relive them long after they had been washed off.
Emily loved it, she found it so exciting to have all that written all over her body and could be sopping wet when they walked to their various places to fuck with just a long coat hiding her nakedness and the filth written on her. She even took to writing some of the stuff on her and leaving it on while she went to her work and loved the feeling of it being there while going about her normal, daily routine, her friends and colleagues unaware of it. That turned her on so much that most days she had to disappear to the toilets and give herself a good, hard frigging with her vibrator and biting her lip so as not to give away what she was doing.
As with all their sex crazes the kinky couple had to add to their activities, add twists and risks to feed their addiction. At weekends they took their exploits out with the confines of the Army campsite, journeying into the German countryside and finding all sorts of places to strip off and fuck. At Emily's urging they sought out places that offered slight chances of discovery but so far no-one had come across them or if they had then they had been discrete enough to move on quickly. Whether that disappointed them was not apparent.
Further still, they started adding objects to the mix. Before too long their gallery of kinky pictures on their computer includes pics of Emily bent over and being double penetrated by two big, black dildos, with fruit inserted in her and even wine bottles. Once while a rainstorm engulfed the area they had to call into a local bar that was deserted on a Sunday afternoon and they retired to a pool room where Cassidy fucked his nymphomaniac wife atop the pool table and after they had climaxed they finished by taking pictures of Emily perched on the baize with a pool cue screwed open and one half buried in her ass and the other in her cunt. She spun over once they were out to pop the eight ball into her pussy and another Kodak moment was born.
Their fondness for bondage was soon experimented with as well as one time, with Emily stripped naked and spread out, Cassidy lifted her and led her to a picnic bench (this was late one Sunday evening), produced rope from his pockets (she hadn't know he intended this) and proceeded to tie each of her slim limbs to the corner of the wooden table and with "FUCK ME" and "COCK HOUND" written clearly on her stomach, Cassidy left her there as he turned around and walked away.
He stayed away from her, out of sight, for as long as he could manage. The anticipation and thrill of what they were doing and the risk that a stranger could come along and discover his slut wife tied up like that with that writing on her was huge, and he knew Emily, herself would be creaming herself over the situation. When he eventually did reappear Emily was struggling hard against her bonds but not because anybody had come along (in truth there was little chance of that so remote were they at that time of the day) but because she was desperate to get her hands to her pussy so she could frig herself, so excited was she. Cassidy teased and tormented her that night as she was helpless and eager for her pussy to get some action. He didn't satisfy her for as long as possible, using his fingers and tongue to kiss and tease her pert breasts before finally ripping off his trousers and revealing his raging hard dick which he plunged deep into her soaking pussy and there followed ten minutes of rough, frantic fucking while Emily lay tied there unable to contribute much more than a constant flow of dirty talk.
They had enjoyed doing it there so much that for the next few weeks they repeated that with each time a slight alteration to the kinky fun What they didn't know was that their kinky habit was not going unnoticed.....
