It was a pleasantly hot Saturday afternoon in late August/Early September. A “friend” and I were enjoying some late afternoon sunshine and were taking a walk along the shore not too far from where we both live. There was a certain amount of “tomfoolery” going on as we walked, but as we were pretty exposed and on a well used path, we weren’t getting up to anything particularly outrageous. That was, of course, until we came to the bird-watching hide.
The hide was empty. Looking around, there was no one visible in any direction. The opportunity was too good to let slide.
Moments later, we were inside and I had my fingers in her cunt as she sucked on my cock. Every now and then, we would pause briefly to listen to see if we could hear if anyone might be approaching. Satisfied that we weren’t about to be disturbed, we would continue.
Things progressed, as things do and she stood, turned round, braced herself on the seating bench for balance as she prepared for me to fuck her.
I grabbed her hips, slid into her and was just building into my stride when… footsteps…
I just had time to tuck myself away as she straightened herself up as he entered the hide.
I did have my camera with me as we had hoped we might find somewhere to indulge in some “nature photography” so we didn’t look totally out of place but we quickly took our leave and left him to his hobby.
We walked back to the car and then we drove back to hers so that we could finish what we’d started. Her bedroom might not have held quite the same excitement levels as our outdoor shenanigans, but we would both admit, her bed was much more comfortable than the wooden bench in the hide.