The only thing worse for me than shopping is when it's hot outside and to my luck it had been over 95 degrees every day this week. My wife and I were out shopping today, as we both had the day off. We walked in and out of little shops, admiring what they had, but I was mostly interested in my wife more than the shopping. We were both in our early twenties, she was trim and fit, but had ample cleavage, 36c's. She was wearing a denim-jean mini-skirt with a low cut, tight top. I couldn't take my eyes off her top which showed off her perky tits that seemed do defy gravity and the best thing is, she didn't even have to wear a bra.
My wife smiled at me as she went over to a shorts rack and started holding up a pair of daisy duke shorts up to her waist. "Do you like these?" she asked as she checked them out in the mirror. I walked up behind her and pressed my waist to hers, I knew that she could feel my hard-on.
"MMMM. You do like." Pressing back against me teasing me. "I think I'll buy a pair."
My wife and I made a good couple. I had sandy blond hair, and stood just an inch taller than her at 5'7, although when she wore heels, she was just as tall, if not taller than me. Both of us were slender and kept active, both by jogging at a place you'll see later in the story, and by us both wearing each other out.
We finished shopping not long after that, as we had been teasing each other all day and it was getting to us both. As soon as we found our car and got in, Amber's hand's immediately went to rubbing my cock through my jeans while she kissed me. I scooted her over on top of my lap, my hand reaching out to massage her perky breasts, that I had been eyeing all day. Her tongue found mine as we kissed, closing our eyes, while we dry fucked in the hot car.
Suddenly we heard a sound as an old couple pulled in next to us. We both sighed, horny as hell, and knowing that it was so busy in this mall, that we would never have a private moment. Both of us tried to come up with a solution. Her parents had money trouble so they were staying at our house for a while. We couldn't afford a motel each time we needed one, which was often, and since we hadn't had a nice session for a few days, it was getting to us.
I don't know if was Amber, or me who suggested that we go behind the YMCA in town. There was a nice private arboretum which was basically used for field trips for science, but was pretty well deserted. I couldn't say no to Amber when it was brought up as she just looked at me, her black hair draped over her breasts, and her hazel eyes pleading for me to take her.
We arrived at the arboretum about twenty minutes later and stood beneath the many trees. There was no one around, but we both felt nervous about being caught anyway. Besides the occasional hiker, or jogger, no one would bother us.
I looked at Amber's long legs, and tight butt as we walked to a secluded spot. I could tell that she was horny, her nipples showed through the top. Her hand reached out and touched my cheek as she leaned close to kiss me. Our lips met as my hand cupped her breast massaging it. Almost instantly her other hand rubbed against my hard cock, stroking it through my jeans. My hand reached under her top, cupping her breast as I started to kiss her neck from the ear and moving down. She let out a moan as I found the tender part of her neck and concentrated on it as she unsnapped and started to unzip my jeans.
I paused for a moment as I pulled up part of her top to expose her naked breast. Her hand reached around my neck and pulled me close as I started to suck the hard nipple. She had large areolas which I had always enjoyed and always got me hard looking at them. With one hand I rubbed at her right nipple, while I flicked the other nipple with my tongue.
Amber moaned and squeezed my cock as she closed her eyes enjoying it. I kept looking around making sure that no one was near, for fear we would be caught. She spread her legs for me, and pushed my hand under her skirt. Her black thongs were wet and she sighed as I rubbed her dripping pussy through her wet thongs. A few moments later I slipped off her thongs and threw them on the ground beside us. My hand went back to her dripping pussy and started to rub her pussy lips under her skirt.
I couldn't believe that we were once again in the woods fucking, but it felt good to be so daring. My fingers rubbed at her wet slit as I redoubled my efforts on her perky breasts. All of the sudden she pushed against my probing fingers and moaned as two fingers slipped inside her wet pussy. As she rode my fingers, I kissed her, both of us not breathing, hoping that it would feel this good forever.
I pulled down my boxer shorts to reveal my cock, which was around 6 1/2 inches and throbbing as Amber licked the pussy juice from my fingers and sat down on my cock. It only got me harder watching her suck my fingers, her eyes closed tasting her own juice as she bounced up and down on me, her breasts jiggling as she fucked me.
In the excitement of my wife fucking me bareback, I forgot about watching out for anyone, and as I remembered I looked around as much as I could, but couldn't see anyone. So I took her hard nipple in my mouth again as she rode me, never slowing down.
A few minutes later she stopped riding me for a moment, the started back again slowly. "What's wrong?"
She looked up for a moment, then leaned in close as her cock slid all the way in her pussy. "Nothing, I think we have an admirer though."
I stopped, wondering what do, if we needed to leave but she kept riding me slowly. "Should we leave? Come on let's go." I said starting to get up, but she stopped me.
"No, all he's doing is watching." She said sliding up and down my pole slowly. "I think he's getting off on it."
"How old is he?" I asked.
"I think...early twenties." She replied, letting out a groan.
"You like this don't you?"
"Sorta. Makes me feel dirty." She said as she moaned again.
"Is he doing anything?"
