My woods are teaming with wildlife. It’s an utter joy to watch, especially at night when the animals venture out to hunt. You simply wouldn’t believe how close you are to so much life!
But evening also draws others into my woods. Now, I want to make it absolutely clear that my cameras are focused on badger sets, rabbit warrens, bat and owl boxes, and as of three days ago a couple of fox sets too. Some of them also happen to have wider fields of view.
I saw them kissing passionately, and I saw him trying oh, so hard, to get to second base with her. It was a very warm evening so she was in a dress and he was in jeans and a loose-fitting shirt. Poor guy…each time he slowly ran his hand up her side was fine, but the moment he tried to cup her boob, she deftly moved it away. The intensity of the kissing, however, was something to marvel at. Not only must he have been hard, she must have been wet too.
Eventually, the storm of their snogging abated, and they parted ways…or, rather she did. A peck on his cheek and she was gone. He leaned against a tree and for a while, was obviously lost in thought…probably thinking about what could have been. He did get a couple of incredibly short feels, so, maybe he was expanding on that particular theme.
Then I saw him look carefully around before unzipping himself. A rummage inside revealed his cock. It was dark now, so I was seeing this in night vision. What he didn’t know was that just behind him is a fox set. I hoped he would stay exactly where he was though, because the view was perfect.
He began to wank. Pausing only to free up his balls and pull them out from his jeans, he settled into a nice rhythm. Then he slipped his hand into his shirt and was obviously playing with his right nipple. Maybe he liked the feeling, or maybe he was substituting for his girlfriend. Either way, I found myself willing him on.
I spread my legs and touched myself through my panties as he got faster and faster. I hoped I could cum at the same time. Was he thinking about fingering his girl? Maybe he was thinking of that time he used her bathroom, and found her panties in the hamper.
Suddenly his back arched, and he shot his cum. My knees clamped together over my hand as I came into my panties. I watched spurt after spurt, offering up a silent lament that it was wasted on the ground and not in his girlfriends mouth or vagina…or mine.
He cleaned up using a tissue which (thoughtfully) he didn’t merely toss on the ground. Sorted himself out, and walked away.
Masturbating outdoors is such a brilliant feeling. Do you remember that very first time you made yourself cum? Do you remember how acute everything felt? Now imagine it 100 times sharper. That’s what masturbating outdoors feels like. And if you do it totally naked, you can add 100 times more to it.
The ultimate, of course is to do it when you know someone is watching you. There is no feeling on earth like that.
A couple of weeks ago, just before the end of term, I was in my own woods, setting up ‘fox cam 2’ when I felt like a cum. Well, why not. No-one about, and it wouldn’t worry me anyway if there was.
Slipping my dress off took mere seconds, but, unusually for me, I kept my panties on. There’s something…I don’t know….naughty about cumming in your panties. They get super-wet of course, and if you’re a squirter like me, there’s always the chance of what I call ‘a visual’, especially if you’re standing up. I find standing orgasms feel very different to lying down ones, and a visual, that is, when you squirt into your panties, and it forms a stream, is really intoxicating.,
I admit, I was lost in my thoughts, masturbating away there, when I suddenly became aware of her. Through the trees, the unmistakable uniform of a sixth-form girl. 17 or 18 then, just frozen, watching me. I didn’t stop…of course I didn’t.
My hand and fingers picked up pace, and I had already spread my feet and was periodically bending my knees and thrusting my hips forward from time to time. The orgasm was teetering right on the edge, but I kept it there, edging and edging and edging, until Miss Brain flashed me a thought of just how wet this girl watching me was at this precise moment. Too much. I came heavily into my panties.
Looking down, I saw the already large wet patch darken still further in the centre and a thin stream fell down to the grass at my feet. Definitely not pee….not this time….just good, old fashioned girl cum.
Up to that second, I had totally ignored her, but then I snapped my head up and smiled. She ducked out of sight immediately, and hurried off down the path in what I just knew were some very moist undies.
Ah…the joys of the great outdoors.
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