Lisa and I had been dating for about six months. While we were not particularly romantically involved, our sex life was amazing. We would always experiment and take opportunities whenever they presented themselves to push our sexual boundaries.
We had dabbled in threesomes, only with other women so far though I had watched her get fucked several times by other men, not in a cuckolding way, more just for the sheer hell of it. In turn, Lisa had watched me fuck other women and seemed to enjoy it.
It was a particularly hot day and my apartment was stuffy. The variety of fans were simply moving the hot air around. We had tried to have sex but it simply was too hot to move. A short walk from mine was some woodland that ran along a river. We decided that being outside would provide some shade from the sun and we could always take a dip in the river if we got too hot. In this weather, the main paths would be busy, but as I had lived in the area all my life, I knew some of the paths that were little known and potentially some secluded clearings where we could potentially have sex.
Lisa got out of bed and walked towards the large fan in the corner of my bedroom and let the breeze waft over her naked body.
“I’m still too fucking hot!” She exclaimed, “If we are going, let’s go.”
“Okay, okay!” I said dragging myself off the bed.
Lisa rummaged through a drawer she had at mine with a variety of clothes. She pulled out a black bikini and a pair of loose shorts and started putting them on. I grabbed a pair of shorts too and a t-shirt.
“Will I do?” Lisa asked still standing in the breeze of the fan.
“Yeah! Come on then.”
It was a few minutes to the edge of the woods and once in the shade it was much more comfortable. As we had expected we passed several people and the woods were quite busy. No chance for a quickie yet.
Eventually we found the point in the path we were looking for. Checking behind us we moved away from the path and made our way along a narrow path fringed with undergrowth. As we moved further into the trees we came up to the river again. At this point it was quite narrow and there was a shallow weir that you could cross. Once on the other side we were on a path that ran along the bank. Lisa tugged at the strings of her bikini top and removed it.
“That’s better.” She said allowing the breeze to harden her nipples.
I went to grab her but she twisted away and ran along the path laughing, her small tits bouncing as she ran. I ran after her.
Eventually I caught up with her and grabbed her arm. She tried to wriggle free but I tightened my grip and began to slow her run.
“Get off of me you cunt!” She shouted, a mix of desire and genuine amusement in her eyes.
My free hand went to slap her backside and I caught it a treat with a satisfying sound. She stopped running and her free hand leapt to her stinging buttock.
“Bastard!” She shouted.
“Bitch!” I replied.
Then we burst out laughing and then started to kiss. We did think about going further than that but we knew of a clearing up ahead that was obscured from the little path that was more comfortable, grassy and next to the river so we could skinny dip if we wished. We broke off our kiss and carried on walking.
We cannot have walked for more than a couple of minutes when we heard a voice behind us.
“Sorry, excuse me.”
We turned around and there was a man riding a mountain bike. Surprised, we stepped aside and he slowly rode past us. Not before eyeing up Lisa’s bare breasts and giving me a wink.
“Thanks!” He said and rode off.
We looked at each other and grinned. It was not the first time we had been caught and probably would not be the last, but it could have been even more interesting for the cyclist had we done what we might have done a few minutes earlier.
“Well, he liked my tits!” Lisa said eventually.
Five minutes later we were at the clearing by the river. Lisa lay on the grass and sighed. I got down next to her and placed my mouth around one of her nipples and began to suck as she ran her fingers through my hair.
Where we were was away from the path but still in view of it. We guessed that only few people knew this path existed but did not care if we were spotted anyway. On the main path we had seen dozens of people but on this one, only the man on his bicycle had gone by. I slipped a hand down her shorts and into her bikini briefs to her wet, shaven pussy and began to finger her.
After a few minutes and with my cock straining at my own shorts Lisa sat up. Pushing my shorts down she took my cock in her hand and guided it into her mouth.
