Ah, The Great Outdoors

My boyfriend and I went camping this last weekend. It is not something that I care for. Going to the bathroom in the woods and washing up with freezing creek water are things I can do without. But, it is usually just once a year for a couple days and it makes him happy.

It has some nice points though. Making love on the sleeping bags in a tent warmed by the near fire under the stars can be lovely.

Ask any girl her top sexual fantasies, and you will find that of making love outdoors will be up there.

Ask one that likes things a bit spicier, and she will still put spanking outdoors up there.

I am no different. Perhaps it is the idea that someone can catch us or that there is just something so animalistic about such al fresco (learned that phrase) activity, but, it made the experience fantastic.
It made me remember the first time we had tried it.

Before I graduated to start teaching, I was waitressing and bartending in a nightclub.

I had been putting in many late hours and one morning when I woke up, Mike had a surprise for me. He was making some chicken salad sandwiches and he told me to shower and dress as we were going to have a picnic lunch.

I did as he said and we loaded the car and he drove the 45 minutes it took to get to the park.
The place was empty and Mike carried the cooler and a blanket and we walked thru the wooded area to find a suitable place. We came to a nice little clearing in the woods that overlooked the lake. It was quite lovely.

Mike layed out the blanket, and took out some paper plates, plastic forks and cups, napkins, the baggie of sandwiches, container of cole slaw, and opened a bottle of wine.

After we finished eating, we were fooling around a bit kissing and touching. I was put over his lap and he had started a gentle spanking and rubbing over my jeans.

After quite a bit of that, I felt him try to take my jeans down. At first I was very hesitant and he said that it was ok. We had the place to ourselves. So, I lifted up some making it easier for him and then he started spanking over my panties.

It eventually got harder and I was quite liking it when he stopped. I looked back wondering if that was it, when I saw him reach in the cooler and pull out a leather paddle he had secreted away under the food. I just grinned and he started spanking with that.

It was just starting to get to that delicious stinging stage when he then stopped and I felt him start to take my panties down. Well, wanting to get back to the spanking, I didn't hesitate this time and lifted up to help.
After a few minutes of bare spanking with the yummy leather paddle, and increasing moaning on my part, as I was becoming more and more aroused,he had stopped to help me remove the rest of my clothes which I was happy to do.

The spanking continued, gradually increasing in intensity and I was so close to a shattering orgasm,

when he picked that moment to stop

At this point I was quite ready to attack him and got off his lap and onto my knees and was reaching to remove his shorts when we both heard some noise. We turned and there at the edge of the clearing, was some guys and girls about our age, standing astride their bicycles and staring right at us. We had obviously not heard them before due to the quite a bit of noise we were making. We had also failed to notice the bike trail right next to the clearing.

I was embarrassed and mortified at the situation. There I was, on all fours, undoubtably wet to my knees from arousal, with my red bottom and everything else pointed right at them.

Without stopping to think, I gave Mike a big shove back so I could yank up the blanket, spilling everything on the ground in the process and I wrapped it around my waist and ran for the car.

Mike got there a couple minutes later carrying the stuff. He put it in the backseat, got behind the wheel and started to say something. I immediately and quite strongly told him not to say one damn word. He started to drive and I could tell he was doing his best to stifle his laughter because I would hear muffled snorting as I was trying to put my panties and jeans back on. He was staring at the road and unable to see the hard glare I was giving him. Later, much later, I was able to laugh, too.

Outdoor spanking can be fun, but don't be surprised if you get caught. And it seems getting caught is another fantasy.

What outdoor experiences have you had? Were you caught?