My hot little redhead, Ann, and I have fucked in some of the most unusual places. The woman is generally insatiable when it comes to her sexual appetite and she certainly doesn’t get it sated at home. Her executive husband never has time to take care of his wife’s needs but she also figures that he’s fucking his secretary anyway. He certainly has made life convenient and “satisfying” for me.
The sight of those perky, firm little tits, those overly sensitive hard nipples and that beautifully rounded ass allow me to get a stiff dick several times in a session. And once she kisses me, sucks on my tongue and then swirls her tongue on the head of my cock, I’m ALWAYS ready to re-fuck her. AND her touch of exhibitionism just adds to my excitement. Ann loves to show off her wares. She often wears my favorite dress when we meet for a day of good fucking and sucking. It’s an ankle length, form fitting wrap-around thing that she leaves secured ONLY at the waist. The slit in the front of the dress is vulnerable to even the slightest puff of wind and even to her stride. Thus, as she walks, the dress will open up to view from the front……to reveal a quick peek at her panties, if she’s wearing them, or her cute little tuft of neatly trimmed red pubic hair if she’s going commando. It just depends upon her mood. On this particularly pleasant spring day, Ann and I were headed for Harpers Ferry , West Virginia , for a hike along the old rail bed. For those who have never visited Harpers Ferry, the history rich town is located along the Potomac River, at the junction of West Virginia , Virginia and Maryland . The home of the famous John Brown, Harpers Ferry is loaded with quaint shops and museums. It also is known for its abandoned rail bed that has been cleared and is great for hiking and biking. The trail runs parallel to the banks of the Potomac . The trail is separated from the river bank by a thick row of trees and foliage so there are many places where walkers and bikers on the trail have no view at all of the river. Thus, for lovers who decide to cut through the trees to sit (or lie) in the sand next to the water, it allows for an element of privacy while not affecting the thrill of fucking in the great outdoors and the chance of getting caught “in the act”. My adventuresome Ann just LOVES that chance of getting caught red handed and bare assed! Ann was wearing a miniskirt for our visit to Harpers Ferry and no panties. My “favorite” dress, the wrap-a-round, just wasn’t appropriate for walking the trail. What’s more, she wanted something with a bit easier access for this day’s activity. She knew that we had planned to fuck along the banks of the river so she wore as little as legally possible. She was also braless and wearing a thin fabric t-shirt which accentuated her hard little nipples.
I was hornier than hell by the time we got to the parking lot in town. I had been finger fucking her and playing with her clit the whole trip down U.S. 15 from Frederick , Maryland . She had two orgasms during the 20 minute ride and the back of her mini was drenched as a result of her pussy juices running down her slit. We kissed passionately before getting out of the car and walking over to our favorite ice cream stand.
Ann sat down at a picnic table and I went to get two ice cream cones. As I was walking back to the table, I noticed Ann in a spread leg position, opening her pussy for the world to see. There were three college age boys at the next table chuckling and murmuring to themselves, obviously enjoying the sight of Ann’s bare twat.
As I sat down across the table from her, Ann told me to move to her side of the table. She said I was blocking the boys’ view. “Well, excuse the fuck out of me!” Ann was slowly licking the tip of the scoop of ice cream in a seductive manner, just knowing that she was giving the three guys boners. We finished our treat and decided to head for the hiking trail. Ann slowly moved one leg out from under the table giving the boys a full view, and then looked over at them and gave them a Mrs. Robinson smile and a coy wink. We walked hand in hand toward the trail. To get to the trail from the town center, you have to climb a steep set of iron, open- grate stairs. Obviously, anyone on the stairs below Ann would get a nice shot of her bare ass and dripping wet cunt. Of course, who was behind us?? Yup, the three pussy hounds from the ice cream shop. They knew that Ann was enjoying their voyeurism so they decided to follow us to see what we would do next. The three musketeers followed us at a safe distance just waiting for their next shot. Ann decided to give it to them. She stopped and bent over at the waist, in an apparent effort to tie her sneaker.