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The Day My Wife Agreed To Let A Man Fishing Fuck H free porn video
I was still married to my first wife, Candice, when we went on a trip to Bozeman Mt. We had been married eight years. It was 1982, and we were both in our mid 20's at that time. My wife was a stay at home Mom, and for the last 4 years or so, I had been working non stop to keep us ahead financially. I was due a two week vacation, and to help us out her parents took the k**s to Europe with them. So we took advantage of the freedom to visit some friends in Montana, whom we haven't seen in years. We had two weeks, and decided to do some sightseeing and just be young with no responsibilities.
We lived in California, and whenever we went to Montana we made it a habit to drive through Yellowstone Park. That year we spent two days at the Old faithful Inn lodge as we checked out most of the sites. That day began with us checking out of our room early in the morning about 7:00. We figured we could check out a few more sites as we drove out of the park.
After leaving the park we decided to stop in West Yellowstone to buy a few souvenirs, get a bite to eat, and then finish our drive to Bozeman. I remember our A/C was on the fritz, but figured we could sweat it out till we got to Bozeman to get it check out. It wasn't real hot, but hot enough to make the ride sweaty and more miserable than we expected. It was almost 3:30 pm when we finally got driving through the Gallatin Canyon which is about 50 miles from Bozeman. At the time we were looking at hitting Bozeman by 4:30 or 5:00 pm.
As I drove I kept looking over at my wife. She was looking real sexy, all sweaty in her sundress that was clinging to her every curve. She must have noticed me looking, because she started running her hand on my thigh as she scooted closer to me. I put an arm around her and began slowly running my fingers over her breast and nipple. The harder her nipple got, the closer her hand moved to my crotch. Eventually she began unbuckling my belt, but it was awkward and I had to stop her so we wouldn't wreck.
All of a sudden I heard a horn honk that took my mind away from what we were doing and I realized I was driving like 20 miles and hour while swerving a bit with a couple cars behind us who's drivers were obviously upset with the way I was driving.
I decided to pull over into a rest area that is used for fishing access to park the car. No sooner did I turn off the car and my wife and I were ravaging each other. We had not been able to just stop what we were doing to have an unscheduled make out sessions in almost 8 years. Not since before the first of our three c***dren were born.
We had been driving, and in and out of the car as we looked at some sites and shopped some stores since we left the Inn around 7 am that day. We were hot, sweaty, and acting like young love birds all day. Now all we could think about was getting it on with each other.
My wife opened the door and teased me by telling me,
"If I want some, You better grab a blanket."
So I reached into the back seat and found a corner of the blanket that was used to cover the seat because of a big tear in it and just pulled until it came free. As I did, everything ended upside down in a mess, and headed to where she was with the blanket in my hand.
When I got to her near the bank of the river, she was looking out at some guy fly-fishing about 70 fear or so out in the river. I walked up behind her and wrapped the blanket around us both. She grabbed the sides of it and I stood behind her with my raging hard pressing against her lower back. As she held the blanket I began pulling down the zipper on her dress. She turned her head and asked,
“What are we going to do if that guy sees us?”
I told her,
“I believe it's too late. He has his eyes locked on you. That being said, you know what I want. Your call darling.”
She answered that question by dropping her arms down at her sides to allow her dress to drop to the ground. I was still holding the blanket around us, and I remember thinking this could be a perfect moment to get her fucked by another guy. I was always trying to find a way to convince her to play, and today was looking like a good day.
From my view, under the blanket, my wife was standing in front of me wearing nothing but her pink and yellow pokey-dot bikini bra and panties. With her dress laying bunched up around her feet on the ground. I looked out at the guy fishing and his eyes were still glued on us.
I told her to hold the blanket so I could unhook her bra. Thinking she was grabbing the blanket from me, I let go and it dropped strait to the ground. A moment later the bra dropped off her shoulder and followed the dress. Here we were standing near the shoreline, as she was facing the old guy in the middle of the river and me behind her with my rock hard cock poking her in the back.
I took the clue and pulled her hair away from her neck so I could kiss it, while reaching my other hand up to fondle her breast. Candice turned her head just enough for me to kiss her. She then bent down to spread the blanket out onto the grass for the show. While still facing the guy in the river, her hands were behind her back as she tried her best to unbuckle my belt and pants. I could tell she was a bit nervous by the way she was awkwardly getting the job done.
After she had my belt unbuckled she began to loosen my jeans. I then noticed the old man had moved closer towards us to get a better look. I know she noticed also, because after she had my belt and pants loose,she turned around to face me. She had that cat ate the canary look she was known for. We began kissing like we were teenage k**s, totally lost in our own world.
As we kissed, we held each other for a few moments. Then she lifted up my shirt and started to slowly kiss my chest and then moved to my stomach, kissing and running her tongue on me the whole time. I went ahead and took off my shirt and dropped it onto her dress and underwear. She continued kissing my body ever so slowly, until she dropped onto her knees and started pulling my pants and then my boxers down. She helped me get my jeans off my feet and then aimed her attention to my raging cock. By now I was naked, and all she had on was her panties. We were acting like two horny teens.
After she got my jeans and my boxers off, she began licking the head of my cock while slowly messaging my balls. I closed my eyes and put a hand on her shoulder with the other holding the back of her head. I then started pushing my cock into her mouth. I didn't feel any resistance, because she willing opened her mouth to allow it to slide to the back of her throat. She slowly bobbed her head on my cock as she continued messaging my balls ever so gently.
I soon began humping my cock in and out of her mouth as she let go of my balls and grabbed my ass with both hands. I started to get real excited with my humping her face going faster and faster. My balls were making a slapping sound as they hit her chin. I eventually opened my eyes and noticed that the old guy fishing had moved in about half the distance he was when we arrived.
That's when I told my wife I had to stop or I was going to get off. She stood up even though I laid down and motioned for her to join me, but her thoughts were elsewhere. Candice stood up on the bank of the river, still facing the guy when she slowly pulled down her panties to take them off one leg at a time. She was now completely naked, allowing the guy to get a real good look before she turned around to see me already laying on the blanket while stroking my cock. By now it was harder than it has been in quite some time.
It was all coming together. The right time, we were in the great outdoors, the weather was excellent, the scenery in the Gallatin Canyon was unforgettable, and we even had an audience of one. That one, was now less than 50 feet away from us. Oh and she was as horny as I have ever seen her. All I could think of, taking her in my arms and making love to her.
Candice then stepped one leg over me so that she was straddling me. She then slowly lowered her self down onto me. I held my cock in just the right way so all she had to do was lower her pussy onto it, but she did it in such a way that the old guy could see it all. She looked down at me with a naughty smile as she said quietly,
“He is moving in even closer to the bank to get a better view.”
I just smiled at her, knowing she would soon be riding me while being tantalized by a guy watching us.
As her pussy started touching my cock I could feel the wetness of her lips. Her pussy was wet from her anticipation of the action that lay ahead. She slowly lowered herself all the way down onto my cock, and then back up, and then down again. She kept raising herself up and lowering herself down again and again for some time. All the while she kept her gaze on the guy in the river.
By now I was so horny I could barely hold it back. So I pulled her whole body down so I could suck on her breasts and feel her body on me. She then lowered her face to mine and we began French kissing, with her sucking my tongue into her mouth so hard I thought she would suck it right out of me.
She then sat up and slowly rode me like I was a mechanical bull. As she moved her hips back and forward I could see her looking out at the river still. I looked up at her and said,
"The way you are watching him, makes me wonder if you want him to join us, or you are deliberately teasing the guy."
She never responded, instead she smiled and licked her lips while riding me faster. Humping her hips forward and back, scrunching her pussy down hard on my pelvis as my cock began to boil over.
My balls were now swelling and I could feel the tightness of her pussy overwhelm me. I'm not sure when I went from thinking of her watching the fisherman to just wanting to fuck her madly happened, but there was a point that all I could think about was the pleasure I was getting from her riding my cock. I was a wild bull beneath her as the motion was bringing me to the point of no return.
I knew I had to slow things down or I would be getting off what to early. So I grabed ahold of her ass with one hand as I wrapped my other hand around her waist to pull her tightly into me. Then I rolled us over for me to be on top. I then lifted my head to look into her beautiful blue eyes as I slowed things down to make the moment last longer.
As I was slowly fucking her she wrapped her legs around my waist to hold me in tight. After awhile I told her I could not hold back much longer so if she wanted us to get off together, she better catch up. That's when she grabbed my ass to pull me in even tighter so she could grind her clit into my pelvis some more. She lifted her head to kiss me, so I met her mouth with mine and sucked her tongue into my mouth. I sucked her tongue into my mouth as passionately as she did with mine a few moments earlier.
I continued to move my hips around from side to side and up and down, in and out. I knew I was ready to get off. The more I moved my groin the more she rubbed her clit into me. With our mouths locked onto each other, the only sound we were making was a muffled orgasmic sound of two lovers reaching their point of no return at the exact same moment.
That's when I began busting my nut deep inside her. At the same time I could feel the quivering and shaking of her body as she started to have numerous orgasms. It seemed like forever, but the moment only lasted about 20 minutes. After we were drained we laid on the blanket, locked in each others grip, as we both had numerous body spasms from the orgasmic pleasure we enjoyed.
Slowly it dawned on me that for the first time since we were dating we were making love outdoors. By now I forgot that we were in a place we chose out of pure chance, with a total stranger, who by now was like 20 feet away from us. On that day my wife never tasted as good to me. We would never again have a moment so passionate, so erotic, so beautiful. Nor would I have such a magnificent orgasm as I did that day.
After we got off, we held each other as we kissed and snuggled like we seldom had the chance to at home with three young c***dren. As the world around us came into focus, we started hearing voices, as if some people were talking. The more the voices became clear the more we started to realize that there was more than just one spectator.
All of a sudden we heard a chorus of clapping and cheers from a small crowd of onlookers. I lifted my head away from my wife and looked around. There was not one guy, not even two guys. No, there were about 12 or more middle age to elderly men all dressed in fishing garb, standing around watching us with smiles as they clapped their hands congratulating us for the great show.
I looked down at my bride and told,
“I think we just made these guy's day.”
She smiled and kissed me, then said,
“More like their year.”
We the both laughed and kissed a small kiss. I I then lifted myself off her and rolled over so they could all get a good look at how beautiful my wife looked after a good fucking. She looked shocked that I would do so, and swung her hand at me as she pushed me off the blanket so she could cover herself up.
She then stood up with the blanket wrapped around her and bowed down as if to give an encore for the audience at a play. Then she held her head up, dropped the towel to the ground and proudly walked slowly but deliberately to the car to get into the passenger seat. She closed the door and yelled,
“If you don't get into the car soon, I am heading to Bozeman without you.”
I smiled at the men, picked up our cloths and the blanket, then headed to the car. I heard a voice behind,
“You forgot something.”
I looked back, and the guy we first saw fishing, was waving my wife's panties and bra in the air. I began heading back to get them when my wife yelled,
"Let him keep them as a souvenir."
I smiled at him, touched my fingers to my forehead, and headed to the car. I stood by the driver side as I tossed my wife my pants and her dress and put my boxers and shirt on. As I jumped into the car, my wife was still wiggling to pull her her dress onto her freshly fucked sweaty naked body.
As we drove off, my wife turned onto her knees and hung partially out the window to wave at the men and send them kisses. All the men stood around laughing and clapping as we drove down the road on our way to Bozeman.
I looked at my watch and it was already 4:45. We joked and laughed about the show and the look on their faces as she stood up and sashayed to the car naked, and the one old guy having a souvenir to remember us by.
At the time we were thinking this was going to be a vacation for the ages. After that day, our vacation ended short because one of our c***dren had an accident in Europe while traveling with Candice's parents. We would never again get along so well, and within a year we were already discussing divorce.
My wife never recovered from the terrible accident our son had. Truth is, it just added to the troubles we had been keeping hid from our friends and relatives for some time. It was supposed to be a vacation where we healed, but sadly it wasn't meant to be. We lasted 2 1/2 more years before we divorced. However, the time we did have on that vacation, and the loss of our son that ended it, will always live in my heart, as what can be the good, the bad, and the ugly of a marriage we tried but failed at.
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