Wild, Wildlife

Literotic asexstories – Wild, Wildlife by MidnightConfession,MidnightConfession
(This story is about Matt and Sam, the same fun couple from my story The Best Laid Plans. No need to read that story before this one, though if you like the two of them you can read more about their adventures by checking that story out.)

Wild, Wildlife

“Guess what I just saw on that nature trail?” Sam announced with a raised voice as she pushed through the front door. The words leapt out of her mouth before she even crossed the threshold into our cabin. I could hear the excitement in her voice and could picture her smirk even if I couldn’t actually see her yet. Years of marriage will do that.

“One second, babe,” I replied from beneath the sink, half inside the wooden cabinet. I had finally gotten around to fixing the small leak in our kitchen sink and because of that I skipped the morning walk through the woods that the two of us would typically take together on the weekends. By the sound of it, I picked the wrong day to try to be productive at home. I wiggled out from inside the cabinet and sat on the kitchen floor, looking up at Sam. Her blue eyes were wild with excitement and she tapped at her wide, nervous energy looking for an outlet. The curves of her body looked particularly exaggerated from my lower vantage point and I had my thoughts briefly invaded by an image of her sitting down on my face and having her way with me. But I pushed the daydream away for a moment and responded. “I don’t know what you saw on the trail. Why don’t you just tell me?”

“Come on, guess,” she pestered me, a huge grin on her face. Sam ran her tongue along her lower lip and then sort of flicked the tip up, leaving her mouth open expectantly. I noticed that her cheeks were red, as if she had run home instead of the leisurely stroll that I’d expect. Something was going on.

“You saw that pileated woodpecker that’s managed to avoid you for months?” I offered, it seemed a reasonable guess. Sam’s binoculars hung from around her neck, resting on the swell of her generous breasts. She was wearing a plain black sweatshirt that managed to conceal most of her hourglass shape, but I knew just where to look. Her blonde hair was tucked up under a baseball hat, stray strands spilling from the sides of it, and her worn jeans were dirtied from the remnants of mud that filled in parts of the looped trail that began just a short distance from our house.

“Nope, try again.” She had a shit eating smile on her face, enjoying this way too much to be a mere bird sighting. Now I was a bit intrigued. Knowing my wife she could have gotten herself into all sorts of trouble on a mundane walk through the woods. She also has a real knack for stumbling into interesting situations. Usually I got to be there with her, but there were times when I missed out. I had a sinking feeling that this was one of those times.

“Hmmm. You seem awfully excited about this.”

“Because I am. And you are going to be so jealous when I tell you.”

I really didn’t have any guesses other than various birds that Sam was always hoping to spot. The trail was really nice and cute, in a totally bland way. We liked it because it was a nice way to spend time with one another, not because it was something exceptional. I could not imagine what my wife saw there that had gotten her so excited. But it was clear that this was not a bird thing. I knew that Sam was not going to tell me until I tried at least one more time to figure it out. “A woodcock. You saw a woodcock down by the lake and it got you so excited that you wanted to come home and fuck your husband right here on the kitchen floor.” I patted my lap. Seeing her excited was starting to get me a little horny.

“No. But that’s actually a pretty good guess, Matt,” Sam said as she walked away and into our small living room and went to sit on the couch. Before she did so she peeled the mud stained pants off and tossed them by the front door. Sam’s big ass was staring at me from across the room, an oversized ripe feast of flesh that I would never get enough of. She turned around and took a seat, folding her legs underneath her.

“What I saw,” she began, her voice again rising with excitement, “was two people fucking. Right there, barely a couple of feet off of the trail. Totally out in the open and completely going for it. Like, fucking for real.”

It felt like my stomach dropped out of my body, the empty feeling of missing out blending together with a sudden flash of lust in my cock. I was instantly jealous of her. Of all the days to repair the sink I picked this one, when a once in a lifetime experience happened right down the road from me. Fuck, I couldn’t believe it. And not just any experience, but the type that I was into more than anything. Between the two of us, Sam and I, I’m the bigger pervert. She’s a schemer and a planner and a flirt when it comes to our sex life, and I would never claim to be more sexual than her. We’re pretty equal in that regard and it’s led to us having a really great time together. But when it comes to just being a pervert, seeing people naked and being around sex and thinking about it all the time, I definitely have her beat. I couldn’t believe that I had missed this.

“For real? I sort of hope you’re lying because I am absolutely heartbroken.” But I knew that she was speaking the truth. “Tell me everything. Who were they? How’d they look? What were they doing?” I fired questions at her full speed, the disappointment very obvious in my voice. My cock was already stirring as my mind started to fill in the blanks, unable to wait for Sam to provide the actual details.

I crawled out from beneath the sink, completely abandoning the chore that had occupied my morning.

“First off, I’m genuinely sorry that you weren’t there. You would have really loved it,” Sam said. Her tone was conciliatory, but only momentarily. She was ready to move past that and get into the details. “I was walking down the path like we always do. I had my binoculars and I was just looking around for some birds, nothing unusual at all. I must have been pretty absorbed in what I was doing because the next thing I knew I came around a bend in the trail and they were right there, not more than ten feet from me. I heard it before I saw them. You know the sound? Of course you do. That slapping of flesh accompanied by some moans. And then all the senses kicked in once I realized it. I could smell them, taste the sex in the air. An urgency to it all. And they must have been pretty into it too, because I don’t think they had any idea I was there until I was practically on top of them. The woman and I locked eyes immediately, there was a brief moment of connection or understanding or something. I think that she liked that I was looking at her. Her first reaction was a smirk. And then it got a little weird.”

I was completely enraptured by Sam’s story, the house could have been on fire and I would not have known. I walked over to the couch and dropped down onto the cushion next to her, placing my hand on her bare thigh for some kind of connection, anything that would get me closer to this story. “I have so many questions. For starters, I am completely jealous and I don’t think I will ever get over missing this.”

“I know, babe. I’m sorry. I actually considered not even telling you because I knew it would kind of kill you to not see it. But in the end it was just too hot and I had to tell you about it,” Sam admitted, her concern for me was genuine. But she made the right call in telling me and I already had some ideas about what we could do with this information.

“Alright, tell me about the woman. What did she look like?” I asked. That seemed like a good place to start.

“She was sexy. More sexy than straight up hot. Younger than us. Very small, but also sort of a little muscle lady. Definitely very in shape. At first, it was hard to tell how tall she was because she was on all fours…”

“Woah! On all fours,” I cut Sam off, that is not how I was imagining this scene, “I assumed they were up against a tree or something.”

“No! Crazy, right? She was on her hands and knees and completely naked. Not even boots or socks. This wasn’t some random quickie,” Sam explained. “But the woman was really fit. Her body was tensed up from being fucked so all her muscles were flexed and she was really defined. Cut shoulders, a really slender waist with these long back muscles leading into it, and her ass was a ball of muscles, this round mound rising up behind her. You know how my ass is this big, soft mass that moves around and sort of has a life of its own? Hers was the total opposite.”

That type of woman had never really been my thing, I tend to prefer the curves and proportions of women built more like Sam, but the lust with which Sam was describing this woodland nymph had certainly got me excited.

“So, the guy was behind her? Was he totally naked as well?” I needed to know all the details. I could probably question Sam for hours about this, though I suspected that the growing desire inside of me would reach a boiling point long before that. Sam’s nipples had started to strain at the fabric of her sweatshirt, telling me that she was on a similar trajectory. I glanced up from staring at her chest and our eyes met, hers were returning from checking out the thickening bulge in my pants and we both smiled at one another.

“He actually had his shirt on, and I think his pants were just dropped to his ankles. Of course I’ve been thinking about this situation since it happened and everything makes me think that she’s the aggressive one here. Not that he wasn’t into it, but this must have been her idea.”

“Did you see his dick?” I inquired.

“Not really, I could sort of see its presence though, if that makes sense. But I never really put eyes on it. After that moment between me and the woman, when our eyes were locked and everything paused, he stopped fucking her and I think he pulled out. That’s when her look changed, I could see it in her eyes. I think she was pissed that he stopped and pulled away,” she theorized, beginning to assign traits to the mysterious couple.

“She liked the audience,” I stated, making a note of this information. Sam nodded in agreement before continuing her story.

“Then she leaned back on her knees and I could see more of her body. Barely any tits at all. She was almost completely flat. Enormous nipples though, probably the biggest I’ve ever seen. Maybe they looked real big because she had no boobs, but they were sticking so far out from her chest. My first thought…” Sam paused, and a devious little grin appeared on her face, “was to reach out and give them a twist. I know she would have loved it.” She rolled her thumb and forefinger together in a pantomime of what she had wished she had done.

“You would have loved it too,” I added, really getting into this story. Sam was doing a great job feeding me the details I needed to make it feel like I was there with her, which I know is what we both would have preferred.

“It’s true. But I wasn’t going to do anything without you there. Ideally, I would have been twisting one of her nipples while you were twisting the other.”

“Too bad I was at home dealing with plumbing,” I lamented.

Sam disregarded my last comment and kept going. “And she had defined abs. Not a bulging six pack but she was lean and I could see her muscles. There wasn’t any extra weight on her at all. I would have thought that someone with all the features I’m describing would not have been hot. But she was. And way more feminine that I would have expected. She had one of those undercut haircuts where half of her head was shaved. The rest was dyed black and hung to her shoulders. She looked great. Sometimes you can get a sense of power and confidence from someone in just a moment, and I got all that from her.”

“So what did you do? Did you just watch them?”

“I mean, not really. I suppose I would have but he stopped fucking her and I couldn’t just stand there ogling them,” she explained. “I did linger longer than most probably would have. I sort of wanted to let them know that I appreciated what they were doing, so I made a point to look her up and down. He was covering up and not into the attention, but she made no effort to hide her body. And then I walked away, I kept going in the direction that I was headed.

I was forming an image in my head of the entire scene. Including what Sam was doing the entire time. “What about the binoculars? When did you use them though?”

“How did you know that I did?” Sam asked with feigned modesty. She squirmed a little on the couch and squeezed my thigh. I could feel the energy building between the two of us. Sam loved to be called out on her own perversion, an admission of exhibitionism and voyeurism that really excited her.

“Because I know you really well and there is no way that you weren’t trying to get some more peaks at them. If nothing else you need more information to ruminate on later, for whatever scheme you are working on,” I confidently explained.

Sam laughed, “Well yeah, of course. I wanted to be able to tell you everything! So when I was a little bit away from them I hid behind a tree and stuck my head out a little. Probably like fifteen seconds after I passed them, so not long at all. Just a little further down the trail. By the time I looked he had pulled his pants back up but she was still totally nude. He looked nervous and I could tell that he wanted to get out of there. She had a big smile on her face and was rubbing at his dick through his pants. Now I could see how tiny she really was. I’m not sure that she was even five feet tall.”

I leaned back on the couch and grabbed my dick over my pants and squeezed, emphasizing the outline and making sure that Sam saw it. She did. I was rock hard picturing this situation. “And then what happened? Did they just leave? Did you follow them?”

She smiled and reached over, running her fingers over my cock with a light touch that really excited me. “No. He tried to walk away but she grabbed him by the waist, spun him around, and dropped his pants. Almost immediately this tiny girl was on her knees again and sucking his cock.” Sam sped up her hand, now gripping my dick and pumping it faster over my pants. “And I watched the entire thing. With the binoculars. He didn’t last very long, which I’m not surprised by. This girl looked like she loved what she was doing. Her entire small, tight body was going for it. I don’t know for sure, but she looked to be a grade A cocksucker.”

I felt like I was going to explode. The frustration of not being there with Sam for this, coupled with the visual of what she was describing had me on the edge.

“And I could tell from the way that his body froze up when he was about to cum,” Sam leaned forward and pulled up her sweatshirt, her tits dropping free and crashing into my crotch, “and this girl didn’t move. She swallowed every bit of him.” She paused and focused her light eyes on me. “I wonder what would have happened if you were there with me?”

“Actually,” I began, “I’m having a hard time picturing what this all looked like. Your descriptions have been good, but I feel like I’m missing something. The image isn’t really coming together for me.”

“Yeah?” Sam asked, arching her eyebrows at me. With her free hand she unbuttoned my pants and slowly lowered my zipper. My cock was straining against my underwear, a wet spot forming near the waistband as I started to leak.

“Maybe there’s some other way you could paint a vivid picture for me? Maybe if I could feel like I was there too?” I stood up from the couch and ran my finger under the waistband of my briefs and pulled downward, freeing my cock from its containment. It pointed accusingly at my wife. I was in front of the large window in the front of our house, the curtains were drawn back and it gave a clear view to anyone who may be coming by. Our little cabin was in the woods but we did have some neighbors.

“From what I could tell it looked a lot like this.” Sam’s actions painted a picture that her words could never hope to. She gripped the base of my cock and aimed it for her mouth. I leaned back on the couch and watched as the length of it slowly disappeared down her throat. She pushed off her ball cap and her dirty blond hair fell around my crotch, obscuring the details and leaving my imagination to fill in what I couldn’t see. Without the visual I focused on what I could feel; Sam’s tongue swirled along my shaft and she pumped her hand on whatever wouldn’t fit in her mouth.

She sped up her pace with both her hand and mouth. Sam wasn’t looking to drag this out for long and I was happy to oblige her desire. It coincided with exactly what I was feeling. There’s a distinct pleasure in just giving in to lust, to letting your partner rush you to the finish line. And in mere moments I was there. My cock stiffened that extra lit bit to signal that I was about to cum, usually a sign for Sam to back off. She didn’t love to swallow, instead enjoying the feeling of me cumming on her or inside of her.

Instead she reached underneath my thighs for leverage and pulled down, impaling her mouth on my cock. I felt her lips connect with my body. That final realization triggered everything inside of me and my cock spasmed and twitched as I released in her mouth. Sam tightened the seal her lips had created to control my throbbing cock and her throat shifted as she gulped down everything that had come from me.

She pulled one hand from beneath and flipped her hair back to reveal the scene. Sam’s blue eyes were wide and focused on me. Somehow they portrayed both an insatiable sexual hunger and a genuine concern and care for me. Her mouth was distended on the sides as she struggled to contain my lessening blasts, but there was a smile in there too.

I thrusted my hips slightly and flexed the muscles of my cock to make sure that everything was out and also that I was done. Finished.

Sam slid her mouth off of me and licked her lips. “Babe, I’m really sorry that you missed out on this morning.” She crawled back onto the couch and our two bodies mixed together.

The two of us laid there for a while in a contented silence. After some time I could feel Sam’s body sort of twitching in anticipation. Her finger ran up and down the length of my thigh, brushing occasionally against my still swollen but no longer rigid cock. Her bare tits were splayed across her chest, hanging slightly to the sides. They looked incredibly full and she knew I loved this view of her. My left hand reached forward and pinched one of her nipples, holding onto it and pulling it away from her and then letting it drop back. Her tit breast bounced around before returning to its resting place.

I knew what was coming next. Sam had a plan. She always had a plan or a scheme that she was waiting to unleash and I was curious what this one would be. Certainly it would involve the couple in the woods, the shy guy and his take charge girlfriend with the flat chest and massive nipples, but I didn’t know the angle that she would attack it from. In the past Sam had always loved the idea of laying out an approach for how the two of us would further get involved in all sorts of sexually depraved situations.

“So, I was thinking,” she started, her slightly trembling voice betraying her intention, “about this couple. And how we could get to know them…better. You know what I mean?”

“I do. I’d certainly like to meet them. Based on your story they sound like a lot of fun,” I answered. “So what’s your plan to make this happen?”

Sam laughed and sat up, a wicked grin lighting up her face and a devious sparkle in her eyes. “I didn’t say anything about meeting them. I said I’d like to get to know them better. And, yes, I do have a plan for that.”

Now I was really intrigued. I had no idea where she was going with this but, as always, I was more than happy to be Sam’s partner for her schemes.

She began, “A couple of weeks ago I bought one of those wildlife cameras that you can set up somewhere to record animals and whatever. My plan had been to find a nest in the woods and set it up and be able to watch a robin or a jay have some domestic moments. I thought it would be fun but I hadn’t come across anywhere to use it yet. So, instead, I was thinking that setting it up along that trail would be a good option too. You know? While I continue to look around for a nest there’s no reason for the camera to just go unused. Seems like a waste.”

“I like that idea,” I replied, genuinely impressed and turned on by what she was suggesting. “I’m sure that all sorts of interesting animals come down that path this time of year. Who knows what we might find? It must be mating season for something.”

“So you think it’s a good idea?” Sam followed up.

“I do. It’s a public park and people take pictures there all the time. I’m sure that we are not the first people that want to capture some images of nature.” Maybe I needed it to justify it to myself a little, but what I was saying was absolutely true.

“Great. Tomorrow morning let’s set it up.” Sam hopped up from the couch and went into the kitchen. The look on her face was distant as she schemed about how to make her latest plan come to life. I could tell that she was working out some details and also letting her mind run wild with what it could turn into. Her hard nipples were visible across the room.

The following morning the two of us grabbed the camera and headed out to the nature trail, following the same path that Sam had walked the previous day when it turned out to be much more exciting than a typical stroll. The camera that Sam had purchased was about the size of a cell phone and it was camouflaged, so it blended in pretty well with the surroundings. It recorded the footage onto an SD card, it wasn’t a live feed. Both of us agreed that this was the better option for a couple of reasons. The main one being that the temptation to watch it all the time would be a huge distraction for the parts of our lives that weren’t as interesting as spying on a strange couple. Plus, the slow, drawn out nature of having to retrieve the footage each weekend and go through it was erotic. It let us take our time with the experience and really savor it. At least that’s what we were hoping for.

I definitely wondered if this was Sam’s intention all along with the camera. I don’t think that she planned on running into a couple fucking in the woods, but lately she had been talking a lot more about more voyeurism and exhibitionism, something inside of her had been awakened a bit to that. It didn’t strike me as a coincidence that she just so happened to have a recording device that we could immediately put to use.

“Sam,” I asked as we made our way down the path, “yesterday wasn’t the first time that you thought of using this camera in this way, was it?”

She kept walking but squeezed my hand a little tighter and I could see her cheeks get a little red at the question. “Well, no, of course not. I didn’t think that we would actually put it anywhere around here but I definitely thought about putting it somewhere on our property so that we could maybe watch ourselves…or if we brought some friends home. But then after yesterday this seemed like a perfect fit.”

After a short walk we came to the spot where Sam had seen the couple. The two of us split up and silently examined the place like a crime scene, looking for any evidence that the young couple had been there. As the one that missed out on the experience I really wanted to discover something that could connect me to it. I was also thinking about the two of them and wondering if they were thinking about the experience of being caught, if they had been talking about the sexy woman that found them on the trail. Did they talk about it and fuck the way that Sam and I did? Were they hoping for an encore the way that I was?

“Right there,” Sam said as she came up behind me and leaned over my shoulder and pointed to the ground, “those two marks in the ground are from her knees. That’s where she was sucking his dick.” Sam followed this with a crude, two handed gesture that also involved her mouth.

I walked over to where Sam was pointing and looked around. If the two of them had wanted to be hidden they could have picked a much more private location than this. It would have been difficult to have chosen a more out in the open spot, actually.

“You weren’t lying, they really were right out in the open. Definitely not first timers, way too bold for that. At least her, she’s done this before. Based on what you said he might be new to it, though.” I paused and looked around, trying to find a good place to set up the camera that would capture a wide area. The trail ran through what was a fairly wooded area, though there were numerous spots where it thinned out and visibility extended further. The trees were mostly pines with some birch mixed in. There were a plethora of options for where to locate the camera.

“So, where’s a good place for the camera? If we were them, would we come back to the same spot and do it again? Or maybe we should set it up in the parking lot and we can see if they even come back,” Sam offered, running through some ideas out loud. She continued pacing around the area, stalking the small clearing and obviously turned on by being back at the scene of the crime. From the way that her tits swayed inside of her sweatshirt it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her plump ass was straining at her tight hiking skirt.

“Not the parking lot. They’re not going to fuck right there. And seeing their car or license plate feels like less voyeurism and more like spying. Not really into it,” I said. “I bet they come back here, to this exact spot.”

“You think this is their regular, go to spot for banging outside?” Sam inquired. She wasn’t really looking at me and I could tell that she was reliving the moment in her head when she came upon the two.

“Not necessarily. But, there’s something about the way that you’ve described this woman that makes me think that not only did she like being watched, but that she really wanted to be found by someone. And now that she did, she’s going to come back here. She gets off on it. That’s what I think,” I suggested, trying to piece together the situation. I had such regret for missing out on what Sam saw and I really wanted this entire thing to continue. If we never came across them I would be seriously bummed out.

I walked off of the trail to find a suitable mounting spot for the camera.

“Let’s try this,” Sam called over to me. She had pulled up her hiking skirt and had her knees in the divots from the woman’s knees. “Now I’m exactly where she was. If this is their favorite spot we want to make sure that the camera can capture it. I’ll stay here and you go put it up somewhere that can see all of me.” It wasn’t hard to find a spot with a clear view of where she was considering how exposed the location was and in a couple of minutes I had affixed the camera to a tree and pressed the record button to get it going. The camera blended into the tree and vanished from view.

“Is it on?” Sam asked, still in the same spot.

“Yeah, I just got it going. It should be recording.” Technology was pretty incredible. I wondered how many other people had bought a well disguised little camera like this with the intention of filming people. We couldn’t have been the first.

“Great!” As I turned to face Sam I saw that she was still on her knees but had pulled up her shirt and was shaking her tits at me. Sam’s got great tits. Full, round tits that always acted a bit chaotic, like they had a mind of their own. Honestly, they were a pretty accurate reflection of Sam herself. They made a slapping noise as the soft flesh of her breasts hit against each other, the noise rose above the quiet hum of the woodland sounds and stoked a fire inside of me. “I wanted to make sure that we had some good footage to get started.”

Watching Sam be so playful turned me on immediately. My cock was rising inside my pants and I knew I couldn’t let her be the only one to put on a show. I walked away from the camera to a spot that was probably at the edge of its recording periphery. I looked over at Sam and undid my pants, slowly pulling my dick out.

“What about over here? Do you think that the camera can see me over here?” I looked over at her and stroked my stiffening cock. Slowly, at first, for a couple of strokes but then I sped it up once I saw that I had her attention. What I intended as a playful joke was instead really hot to me. I knew that I could put it away quickly if I thought that someone was approaching, but I was enjoying the feeling of being out in the open and exposed. Was I hoping to be caught too?

Sam feigned disgust at me, turning her nose up at my lewd actions. “Oh my! What a creep! My beautiful little nature trail is forever sullied!” But then her hand sank down the front of her shorts and moved up and down, unconsciously matching the rhythm of my own hand. “But…I have to admit it turns me on to see such a nice cock out here in the woods.”

“Keep watching then, you don’t want to miss the finale,” I kept my voice low but if there was anyone nearby they certainly would have heard the two of us.

Sam was about fifteen feet from where I was, still kneeling in the dirt and with her tits out for anyone to see. Her breathing had picked up and her light skin was reddening as she approached her own climax. Both of us had crossed the line. At this point it was either get off or walk away extremely disappointed. And neither of us was the type that liked to be disappointed.

“Then you better cum for me because I’m not taking my eyes off of you until I see that cock explode. Come on, stroke faster. Let me see it all,” her voice was begging and leading me along. Sam put one hand on the ground, as if she was on all fours, and I could see the outline of her ass rising up from behind her. Her tits dangled in front of her, nipples pointed to the dirt and swinging together. That was all I needed to see and I let out a grunt of pleasure followed by a thick stream of cum. One strand after another splattered onto the leaves at my feet. Sam followed this up with a chorus of pleasure that rang through the woods.

We each took a moment to catch our breath and put our clothes back on. Then we were holding hands and walking the rest of the path. If nothing else we would have the footage of the two of us to enjoy next weekend.

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All week the two of us talked about the camera set up in the woods. Almost every conversation that we had eventually came around to what the footage would look like and what we would find when we had a chance to watch it. Sam had thought about it from every possible angle and by the end of the week the two of us had mapped out a huge variety of possibilities.

“What if that trail is a well known outdoor swinging spot around here? It’s possible that we just don’t know about it, it’s not like we have some deep connection to the swinging scene. And we haven’t even had this house for a while,” Sam suggested to me over a morning coffee the day before we would be heading to the cabin. “This could be the entrance into an entire new world for us.”

“That would be great. I would love it if when we watched the footage it was just a parade of couples coming and going through the woods and having fun,” I answered. “But that seems pretty unlikely.”

“Or maybe,” she began, “it’s just this woman’s special place. Maybe the footage will be this woman a couple of times but with a different guy each time.”

I thought about this scenario before answering. “I don’t like that as much, truthfully. I don’t care if the two of them are totally in love and soul mates, or just met each other. But the idea of this woman just running through there with a bunch of different people doesn’t turn me on as much. It seems like she might be a prostitute and then we should just let her do her job and leave her alone.”

“Okay,” Sam nodded, with a little disappointment at my lack of interest in this scenario. “So what are you hoping for?”

“Well, this probably isn’t that exciting but I just want to see something. I want to see these two people. I feel like I really missed out when you saw them and I just want some faces and bodies to go with the story you told. Check out this little body builder chick you’ve been talking about all week and sort of see what that means for us,” I explained to Sam, who genuinely seemed very interested in what I wanted out of this. She always imagined these scenarios as something for both of us. We both did. “If nothing happens, no footage of some action going down or even just no sign of either of these two, then this little fantasy ends here. Which would suck. But if there is some good footage on our spycam…”

Sam jumped in to interrupt, “It’s a wildlife cam. Not a spycam. It’s right there out in the open and could be found by anyone.” She smirked, the grin indicating that even she didn’t believe this.

“Sure,” I nodded, “what I meant to say is that if we get some good footage on our wildlife cam, then this fantasy gets to continue. You get to scheme some more and I get to be your accomplice. And you know that I love that.”

She leaned over and gave me a kiss. “Fingers crossed.”

The sun was in the process of setting by the time we pulled into the dirt driveway of the cabin. Typically we would take it easy on the night we arrived; have a cocktail or two, play a game of cards, and pick on some food over the course of a couple of hours.

Tonight, however, we had a mission and wasted no time getting to it. The two of us went right down to the trail to retrieve whatever footage the cam had captured over the week. Its location was burned into both of our minds and we quickly located the camera and withdrew the SD card from it, eager to examine its contents.

“It just occurred to me that, at most, we won’t be able to get the card back until tomorrow morning. And what if something happens early tomorrow? I guess I could upload it all onto my computer tonight and rush it back,” I said. The idea of missing out again was really stressing me. I can’t believe that I hadn’t considered this gap in our voyeurism before.

“Babe, come on. Do you really think I hadn’t thought of this?” Sam held up another SD card that she had produced from her pocket. She slid the new one into the device.

“Of course. I don’t know why I was concerned.”

We practically ran back to the cabin to view the footage. In my mind I was preparing for disappointment. After all we had talked it up it was very unlikely that the footage would live up the expectations we had set for it. It was probably going to be some deer and people taking walks that were not fucking in the bushes. But still, that didn’t stop my cock from getting hard in anticipation. The sight of Sam’s fidgeting and general restlessness let me know that we were, once again, on the same page.

Once inside the house we slid the SD card into the drive on my computer and opened up the file, a single continuous video. The camera was set up to only record when there was motion, which was great. We hit play and the footage started to roll.

The first thing that we saw was Sam flashing her tits.

“I look good!” she squealed in excitement, “My tits look great. I think they’ve definitely gotten bigger. And look at the bounce on them!”

“I agree with all of that.” I watched as I appeared on the periphery of the frame, cock in hand and stroking back and forth. It only took a moment as I unloaded my cum onto the ground. The Sam on the video cheered, mirroring the actions of the flesh and blood version next to me.

“Great performance, Matt.”

“Thanks, babe.”

We watched as the previous week along the trail unfolded in front of us. Lots of wildlife, some folks we recognized from the area engaging in totally normal activities, and a trio of teenagers smoking a joint. And then we saw them. Thursday morning, early.

Sam popped up from the couch, pointing at the screen. “That’s her, for sure. And this is totally him.”

“Returning to the scene of the crime, like true deviants,” I added. I paused the video when the two of them were both fully on the screen. I zoomed in a bit on the still image to get a better look at them. The guy was taller than average, but not by much. He was thin in a scrawny way and his clothes hung loosely from him. He certainly wasn’t bad looking and with the right look he could have turned some heads.

The woman was small, probably a full foot shorter than the guy she was with. She was all lean muscle, curves formed from her developed physique rather than the traditional trifecta of tits, hips, and ass. She was wearing a small backpack, but otherwise neither of them had anything with them. “Wow. She’s just as you described, Sam. That’s a tight little body. And there is something really sexy about her.”

“Right? She just exudes an energy, even through the video. And the guy is alright. He’s actually a bit better looking than I remember. He seems a bit nervous though. See how he keeps looking around? That’s a good sign. Okay, play the video. I need to see what happens next. I’ll be so mad if they just keep walking.” But they didn’t keep walking.

When the video resumed the two of them paced around the area, him a bit awkwardly and her resembling a stalking predator. They were definitely talking to one another but without any audio we had to use our imagination to hear the conversation.

“Come on baby, there’s no one around. I want to get fucked so bad,” Sam pleaded, taking on the role of the young woman.

I responded, watching the awkward posturing of the young man for inspiration. “I don’t know. We just got caught a couple days ago. Let’s just fuck at home.” In the footage he had taken a step away from her. But the man didn’t go far and there was a grin on his face, he ran his hand across his crotch. I could see where this was going to go and I couldn’t be more excited about it.

The woman stepped forward and ran her fingers along the waist of his shorts and began to slide them down slowly. In a flash she yanked them all the way down and his cock burst into view. For a second neither of us said a word.

“Now we know why she keeps this guy around. Holy shit, his cock is huge,” Sam sounded a bit awestruck looking at the man’s member. It was impressive for sure. Even from the distance that we were viewing it was obviously a long, thick cock. It wasn’t visible for very long though. The woman dropped to her knees and attacked it with fury as Sam and I watched it disappear inside of her hungry mouth.

“Is she taking that entire thing in her mouth? Where is it even going?” It was my turn to be awed by what we were seeing.

Neither of us really had much more to say. Instead we just watched the show, the performance far surpassing what either of us realistically expected to see. The woman undressed as she continued to suck his cock with abandon. She pulled her tank top over her head and tossed it to the side, revealing a sculpted back that flexed as she wrapped her arms around him and impaled herself on his dick. There was no bra beneath the tank top but due to the angle of the camera I couldn’t see the huge nipples that Sam had described.

She stopped for only a moment to stand up and shed the rest of her clothing. In the absence of her mouth, the man stroked his cock with one hand as he took in the naked body in front of him. She said something that made both of them laugh and then she resumed her sucking. His hands gripped her head and he began to fuck her mouth forcefully.

It was wild to me that all of this was happening on a Thursday morning along a public hiking trail. This wasn’t some quickie to get off. These two were taking their time and really enjoying it.

“I get the impression that they do this a lot. They seem really comfortable with it. Don’t you think so?”

“Yes,” Sam responded. “I wonder how long they’ve been doing this and how many people have caught them. Definitely not just me.”

The woman pulled away and stood up, turning so that she was now facing the camera and started to walk closer to the tree where the cam was set up. We suddenly had an even better view of her, especially of her absolutely giant nipples. Her chest was almost devoid of any tits, Sam wasn’t lying about that, but what she did have was capped off by two dark circles the size of half dollars.

The man followed a couple steps behind her. He had kicked off his shorts but everything else remained; sneakers, shirt, a baseball cap. He reached around and pinched both of the woman’s nipples, making her eyes practically roll back in her head. In response she dropped to all fours and presented herself to her lover.

The positioning of the camera couldn’t have been better. The cam actually took in a pretty wide area and the controls allowed me to focus on certain segments of the frame. As long as the two of them stayed in the vicinity of where they were we wouldn’t miss any of the action. It was incredible.

Watching the two of them had gotten me so hard. It was sexy and voyeuristic, it felt dirty and sneaky. There was overwhelmingly raw sexual energy that was strong enough to translate from the recording to Sam and I.

“This is way better than I thought it would be.” Sam deadpanned. There was nothing else to say.

“Same.”

Without so much as a look down the trail for any hikers, the man came up behind her and lowered himself over her body. His cock dangled over her ass for a second before he plunged it inside of her and began to hammer at her tiny frame. The muscles in her body tensed as she tried to steady herself. Her strength allowed her to take all that he was giving her, her body barely moved from the pounding. It didn’t seem like he was holding anything back.

The woman tossed her head up and stared right at the camera.

“Does that…”

“Is she…,” both of us wondered at the same moment.

“She looks like she is looking directly at the camera,” I stated the obvious. Her dark eyes were fixed on something, unblinking as she stared ahead.

“Yeah. She sure does.” Sam was staring right back at her through the screen.

She continued to look directly at us as her body writhed in pleasure, squirming to indicate that she was cumming hard. The man gave several final, weaker thrusts before collapsing onto her back. He stayed there for about twenty seconds and then stood up. His softening cock dangled in front of him and glistened with fluids. But he didn’t move away, instead standing over her. The woman stayed on the ground, rolling over so that she was on her back and looking up at him. From her gesturing it looked as if she was saying something to the man, beckoning him in a way.

His posture was familiar. I had an idea of what was coming next.

“I think I know why she takes off all of her clothes,” I announced to Sam, not quite believing what I was about to see. I was surprised at how my body was reacting to the scene. A new surge of sexual desire was welling up in my balls, the feeling spreading along my rigid shaft.

“Why’s that?”

“Just watch.”

On cue the young man gripped his soft cock and aimed, unleashing a torrent of piss all over his prone lover.

The woman moved her body around so that the piss got all over her naked flesh. She spread her legs to welcome the gushing stream, ran her hands along her skin to spread the liquid to every spot that didn’t have direct contact, made sure that her face met the deluge.

Sam gasped. “Pause it,” she demanded. “I want to get a better look at her.”

I did as I was commanded and froze the frame at a moment when the small woman had her mouth open and the man’s piss was streaming down her face. The pure joy she was experiencing at what was happening was undeniable. Everything about her body was screaming out that she was loving this. Her eyes sparked with a crazed lust and no part of her was backing away from the piss, instead leaning into the fountain.

“She’s really into this,” Sam stated the obvious. “He is too, I think. But this is for her. Don’t you think so?”

“I sort of think that this entire thing is for her, she’s clearly the engineer behind all of it. At least I think so.” I started the video again and we watched, silently, as the piss tapered off and the man shook off the last couple of drops in her direction. “She’s got star quality. I can’t take my eyes off of her.”

“I know what you mean.”

The show was over and the two lovers dropped into the casual stances of two people familiar with one another. The man quickly retrieved his shorts and with their return also came his previous shy posturing. Gone was the big cocked stud that had just fulfilled the fantasies of his partner. Now his head darted side to side, on the lookout for hikers and whatever else.

There was less urgency from the woman. She took her time, standing up and continuing to touch herself and enjoy the liquid coating on her body. Her eyes once again seemed to find our camera and she stared intently at us. Her strong hands found their way to her nipples and she gave herself a twist on each thick nub, followed by a smile and a wink in our direction. After that she reached into the bag that she had brought with her and pulled out a towel, wiping her skin down before getting dressed again.

We watched her dress, her partner in the background looking repeatedly in both directions as he finally exhibited some urgency to the public situation that they were in. Once she was back in her shorts and tank top the two of them walked out of the frame and disappeared down the trail.

Sam leaned back on the couch and took a deep breath. “That was fucking wild. I mean, we talked about a bunch of scenarios for what we would see and I don’t remember seeing a golden shower on our list. I just…” Her voice trailed off. It was rare that Sam was ever truly at a loss for words, but neither of us really had much to say at first. The video continued to play and captured some more of the mundane, including an older couple that came through the clearing no more than a half hour after the young lovers departed.

Finally composed after what we had watched, Sam turned to me and held my hand in the serious way that indicated she was excited. I could feel the energy in her hand.

“She saw us. I mean the camera. Right? That last part, it looked like she was staring at the camera. She winked. What else would she be looking at? It’s just trees over there,” Sam said.

“Yeah. I think so. And she seemed really into it, too. Which isn’t surprising considering that they two of them get off on fucking outside. Maybe if we…” I stopped what I was saying, my attention drawn to the sudden reappearance of the woman on the video. The time stamp was from the evening, a full twelve hours or so since the piss and fuck filled romp of the morning. “She’s back. Just her.”

Sam’s eyes widened at the new development.

This time the woman was alone and wearing different clothes than in the previous encounter. She came into view of the camera and looked around the area mischievously before walking directly to the wildlife camera mounted on the tree. The young vixen, which is how I was now thinking of her, was flirting with the two of us. Her eyes, dark and intense, stayed locked on the lens while she slid her hand into her pants and touched herself. Her movements were quick and real, not a meaningless gesture just meant to arouse her unseen audience. No, she was actually touching herself for pleasure and letting us have a peek as she did it.

She bit her lip as waves of self pleasure were coaxed from her muscled body. I didn’t need to look over at Sam to know that my wife was as smitten by this oversexed nymph as I was.

This woman, I wish I knew her name, continued to defy expectations with her next move. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of paper and held it up, demonstrating for the camera what she had. It looked like a folded up page of lined paper. We watched as she stepped away from the camera and placed the paper under a nearby rock. After she had hidden the object she turned and gave a wave to the camera before disappearing again.

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It only took a couple of minutes for us to find the note once we were in the clearing. Using some flashlights we searched the area as if our lives depended on it, eventually I unearthed the paper and held it up for Sam to see. A simple piece of lined white paper folded over a couple of times into a tidy square. It felt like I was back in high school passing notes.

“Should we read it now? Or tease it out and read it at home?” Sam gave me a look to make it clear that I should know better than to ask that. My wife was a great schemer and loved the long game, but she also had very little impulse control when the prize was in front of her. She snatched the paper from my hand and immediately began to unfold it under the light of the flashlight.

The two of us read over the note like it was a treasure map. Written in black ink it said: Hi. Thanks for watching! Hope that you enjoyed the show. I know that I did. See you next time? -Vicky. Below that was a time and date, which just happened to be tomorrow morning.

The thrill of discovery had my heart pounding in my chest. It shook my body and reverberated directly into my cock and balls. The feeling was akin to finding out that the girl you had a crush on liked you too. I almost couldn’t believe it.

“This is incredibly exciting. Don’t you think? Wow. Did she just ask us out?” Sam asked as I read over the note again. My wife’s voice was calm and steady. But only because she was taking in short breaths to steady herself, a technique I had seen her use to manage stress and excitement over the years.

“I think she did. And she has no idea who set that camera up, it could be anyone and she doesn’t seem to care. The logical thing would be to think it was left there by some hunter or a weirdo scientist…,” my words trailed off as I imagined all the ways that this could play out for Vicky, that was her name, and us.

“Or some perverted couple fifteen years older than her,” Sam’s point was a good one. Is that what we were? Probably. Nothing wrong with that, though. I maybe even liked it.

The two of us walked back to the cabin in the dark and pondered the situation some more. It was obvious that we were going to show up there tomorrow morning at the anointed time. That decision was reached easily, it took no more than a couple of words between us for it to be clear that we were on the same page with that plan. What happened after that was what we needed to discuss.

“So this escalated a lot quicker than we had expected,” Sam admitted what I was also feeling, reaching for my hand as we approached our cabin. “And all because of a chance encounter in the woods with some naked folks. Life sure can be wild sometimes. Have you finally gotten over missing out on seeing them that first time? You have to admit that this is working out pretty well.”

“I’ll never get over missing it, no matter what happens next. The sudden shock of being on a walk and turning a corner to see two people fucking? That’s it’s own thing. But this is too. I’ll admit that I am a bit enchanted by Vicky. There is something extremely sexy about her. You know that she’s not my type at all. No tits, a small ass. I’m not sure what to make of it,” I explained. It was all true. Since I first saw her come into the frame of the wildlife camera footage I had thought a lot about Vicky and all of it got me hard. I definitely wanted to get to know her.

“I know what you mean. Can I admit something?” Sam asked a little sheepishly. I could tell that she was excited about what she wanted to say but not sure how I would receive it.

“Go ahead, babe.”

She took a breath and then blurted it out. “I want to piss on Vicky. I was so turned on watching her get pissed on by that guy. We’ve done a little of that, I know, but nothing like what they were doing. It’s one thing to do it in the bathroom at home. It’s dirty but in a sanitized controlled way. You know? But what we saw those two nasty fuckers were doing was downright deviant. I mean, her face was in the dirt and she was getting pissed on. Fuck, I can’t believe how I felt watching it.”

I wasn’t entirely surprised by Sam’s admission. For one, watching Vicky and her man had turned me on as well and the two of us often reacted similarly to a lot of situations. The other thing was that Sam was a pleaser, she liked to get people off and to find herself in the middle of exciting, charged situations. That approach had led to a lot of fun for us. I didn’t need Sam to explain that pissing on Vicky was about giving that young lady what she wanted, it wasn’t just about the pleasure that Sam would also be getting from it.

“Well, you should drink a lot of water then. You may not get many chances to do this right.” It was the best advice that I had to offer.

We opened the door and went inside to continue the conversation.

“Do you think the guy will be there tomorrow morning? I get the impression that he didn’t know about the note she left. And his name wasn’t on it.” I poured us each a small bourbon nightcap and put the glass in front of Sam. She swirled it before taking a sip.

“I have, of course, been thinking a lot about that as well. I don’t think he knows, but I think that’s part of the game for the two of them. She’s clearly in charge of their sex life and calls the shots. Or at least the power dynamic that they’ve agreed to is that. Thinking back to last weekend when I first saw them, he was a lot more uncomfortable with the situation. But…,” Sam accentuated her next point with a raised finger to stress what she was going to say, “he’s sticking around. I think he gets off on it in a different way.”

“Well, yeah, I’d say that he’s definitely getting off. And it doesn’t need to be a kink or anything, he could just like fucking. And I’m not sure that he’s going to find too many other people like our new friend Vicky. You saw how she fucks. I mean, that girl has a lot of enthusiasm. She seems one of a kind,” there was probably more excitement in my voice than I intended there to be and Sam picked up on it instantly.

“Oh? So you like her that much? Is this something that I should be worried about?” her voice was playful, if anything she was turned on by reading into my intentions. “Don’t forget,” Sam’s hand slid past my waist band and found my cock waiting for her, hard and throbbing, “that you’ve got a busy morning tomorrow. I think that you need to save your energy.” She delivered two long, slow pumps of my cock and then pulled her hand from my shorts, licking the drops of precum from her palm.

Sam tilted back the bourbon and finished it off in a single swig. She turned and walked back to our bedroom, her big ass saying goodnight as it shook from side to side.

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Sam slept like a rock. I don’t know how she does it. No matter what kind of scheme she has going on or whatever it is that we’re looking forward to, none of it takes a toll on her sleep. I went to our bedroom about ten minutes after Sam and found her naked on top of the covers, totally passed out.

On the other hand, I struggled all night to get into a deep sleep. I couldn’t get Vicky out of my mind and I didn’t know why. Everytime that I closed my eyes all that I could see was her small body beneath mine. Throughout the night, in my mind, her body was a pleasing, malleable form; twisting below me anyway that I needed her to be. Even though she was so tiny, Vicky was somehow everywhere at the same time. My dick slid in and out of her pussy, while her hands pulled at me and her mouth was finding any piece of me to suck or lick or to take inside of her. Every time I was almost lost to slumber I instead found myself in that thin space between waking, a lucid state of semi control where I fucked Vicky countless times.

I didn’t know what I wanted out of the next day other than to fuck Vicky. And that may have been enough. I always looked for a complex layer of attraction with partners, telling myself that the more involved and layered it all was, the more satisfying it would be at the end. For the most part that was true. But when I imagined being with Vicky it didn’t get any further than getting off. I wanted it so bad.

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By the time I had gotten out of bed this morning Sam was already awake with a large glass of water next to her. She was pantsless and had my computer resting on her folded legs, watching the video again. The guy’s cock was zoomed into on the small screen and she was just looking at it, sort of curious and sort of intrigued. The thing was impressive and I knew that Sam wasn’t going to walk away from this encounter without getting a taste of it. I wouldn’t want her to. She gave me a grin when she realized that she was caught, closing the laptop and greeting me with a morning kiss.

The morning sun was low in the sky when we left our cozy cabin and began walking to the trailhead. Both of us were excited for whatever we were going to run into on the trail. A part of me still didn’t believe this situation entirely, it all seemed so unlikely to unfold in the way that it had. The thought had certainly crossed my mind that Sam had set this up, that it wasn’t real and instead some sort of present that she had dreamt up and was gifting to me. Scheming like this was right up her alley. I’ve never met a person that liked to put together a plan as much as my lovely wife. But the deception wasn’t her style at all. I don’t think that she would string me along and keep the truth from me. So much of our relationship was built on trust and this would needlessly erode that. We loved mischief, especially when it was sexual, but we liked to bring it about as a team.

No, as improbable as it seemed, this was the real deal that we were walking into.

The two of us were both dressed pretty simply. Shorts, t-shirts, and low hiking boots. Sam had on her favorite baseball cap and her blond hair was tucked up in it. She was radiating a sexual energy that was impossible for me to ignore, it lent an aura to her that fed into everything that we would do this morning. Aside from that there was nothing to distinguish us from any other couple out for a morning stroll. Well, neither of us were wearing underwear and Sam’s lack of a bra was very obvious from the way that her tits were bouncing with step. So in that regard we were ready for action.

“I really like this a lot,” Sam said when we arrived at the trail. “It feels conspiratorial and sexy and I love that we’re doing this. Thanks for always playing along.” She squeezed my hand and I could feel the nervous excitement inside of her. My cock was hanging free in my shorts and with each step we took I could feel the blood pump into it, a thick outline becoming visible as we neared our destination.

“I’m just going to take your lead here. I know that we talked about everything, but I’m still not really sure how this is going to play out,” I explained. Over breakfast we discussed that we were down to take this as far as we could today. And given what we had seen of this young couple that probably meant pretty far. Vicky was definitely the focal point of our attention, but that didn’t mean that Sam wasn’t eyeing up her partner as well.

Sam thought for a minute before answering. “Here’s what I think. If the two of them are there, and I’m pretty confident that they will be, I think we go for it. Have as much fun as we can with the two of them and then be on our way. I’m into the fact that we know a lot about the two of them, we watched some pretty intimate stuff go down, and they know absolutely nothing about us. It turns me on that we’ve schemed enough that we can give them what they want the first time around. We don’t need that usual feeling out process or awkward getting to know you. I feel like I know everything that we need to know about these two.”