Becky is now my wife, but when she was my girlfriend we took a drive into the countryside, looking for a quiet spot for some outdoor fun. We found a remote lay-by to park the car then went for a walk until we found a place to lay down a blanket. No doubt we were trespassing on same wily, old farmers land, but that was part of the fun.
Becky is 5'7" with shoulder length brown hair, matching brown eyes, a lovely, slender figure, and a cracking pair of DD tits. I'd already shared her with another man, a much older man (The First Time).
We were both twenty-three and horny for some raunchy fun in the sun. I was wearing a casual pair of shorts with a t-shirt and Becky was wearing a tight pair of shorts and a rib, v-neck crop top for easy access to her big tits.
No sooner had we set the blanket down, we were on top of it, passionately kissing and cuddling. I had my girlfriend out of her top pretty quickly, caressing her big, fleshy tits. It was exciting for us both. We'd never done it in a field in the middle of the day before.
Becky helped remove my t-shirt before she got naked. We were hot and horny, laughing at the risky situation. Not courageous enough to go the full monty, I kept my shorts and footwear on and buried my head between her legs. As Becky's curvaceous, naked body basked in the sun, her pussy basked in the pleasure of my eager tongue licking her wet, sticky folds. I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue and sank two fingers into pussy, straight in between her pouting sex lips.
She arched her back, groaning, as she held her tits and rubbed her hard nipples. The idea of being caught remained in the back of my mind, but it excited Becky no end. She was drenching my face with her sweet juices. I happily slurped them up with my tongue until she eventually climaxed.
"Make love to me in this field," she sighed.
"You really love the outdoors, don't you," I grinned at how turned on she was.
"You know I do," she smiled, pulling me down on top of her.
I had my shorts around my ankles. My topless body meshed against her clammy nakedness. I guided my cock in place and slowly entered her wet pussy with ease. We began making love in the field, just like she wanted, on the blanket, amongst the long grass under the sun.
It was always the same when we made love, a few minutes in and Becky would demand to be fucked. As I started banging my cock in and out, in and out, sweating and panting, I noticed a man slowly appear out of the tree line. He was tall and skinny, wearing a bucket hat and a rucksack. He looked to be in his mid-forties and a bit geeky.
"Oh, shit!" I pushed off Becky, onto my knees, and quickly pulled my shorts up. She blushed beetroot and laughed with embarrassment as she sat up and wrapped the blanket around her nakedness.
"It's ok," the man said, stopping short of us. "I won't hurt or record you and I won't join in, but can I watch?"
"What the fuck?" I laughed in disbelief. He was dead serious. "Who are you? Where the fuck did you come from?"
He raised his right arm and showed us a small pair of binoculars. "I'm a birdwatcher," he chuckled, then glanced down at Becky with excitement in his eyes. Birdwatching indeed, I thought.
In fairness to him, he did look the part. He was wearing the boots, trouser shorts and a thin cotton shirt. He appeared harmless and friendly enough and very keen to watch us finish our grassy romp. He creeped me out while Becky laughed and threw the blanket off.
"Come on. Let's finish what we started," she grinned promiscuously at me.
The birdwatcher's eyes nearly popped out of his head when Becky threw back the blanket and exposed her naked body. He then slipped the rucksack from his shoulder and unzipped his shorts when she fell back giggling and spread her legs, exposing her cunt.
I looked at them both, eyes snapping back and forth. "Are you serious?" I chuckled with my heart racing.
"I swear I won't come any closer or take my phone out," the birdwatcher tried to encourage me.
He very confidently took out his cock and started stroking with anticipation. It was one of the most bizarre situations I'd ever found myself in. Becky continued to giggle, looking across at the birdwatcher and his hammer like cock. It was long and thin with a much larger than usual head. I saw the sparkle in my girlfriend's eyes before she looked my way and beckoned me to lie down between her legs.
"Fuck it," I muttered under my breath. I pulled my shorts down and fell between her legs again, rubbing my semi-hard cock against her slippery folds. She was definitely wetter than when I left her.
As I grew fully erect and pushed into Becky's sopping cunt, I began to wonder what she was thinking. She was moaning and caressing her soft tits whilst looking at the birdwatcher stroking his long cock. I could see and feel her added excitement as I slowly fucked her.
Her moans became louder and her brown eyes were fixed firmly on the stranger standing a few metres away from us. With my hands on the blanket, holding myself above her body, I looked at the man. His eyes were also firmly fixed... on Becky and her big tits.
This was so different to when I watched Burt fucking her on holiday the previous year. I was hard as a rock inside her pussy. Being watched by a stranger was more exciting than I ever thought it would be. My cock became super sensitive and I was about to blow my load inside Becky, but she hadn't cum yet.
The more I thought about it, the closer I got to ejaculating. Caught up in my thoughts, I didn't realise I had slowed down to delay my orgasm. Becky sensed something was wrong and focussed on me, asking if I was ok. My heart was near tearing through my chest and I was breathing very fast and shallow.
"I'm gonna cum too soon," I whispered.
"It's ok," she whispered back. "I don't have to cum every time."
God, I was blessed to have a girlfriend like Becky, I thought, letting out a deep sigh. Then I lost my mind. I relaxed my body on top of her and softly nuzzled my mouth into her neck.
"His cock will make you cum," I breathed.
"Do you want him to fuck you?"
Becky giggled into a laugh of craziness. "We don't need to do that," she replied quietly, wrapping her arms and legs around me.
"You can't stop looking at his hammer cock. We both know he'll give you a good nailing." I was on the brink of emptying my balls.
Becky smirked mischievously. "Do you really want that, Joe?"
"Yes, but do you want his big cock inside you?" I had to stop before I came.
