The woods have always been a place of romance and lust for you. Going all the way back to your first kiss and all the way to your wedding. It comes natural that your husband works at Yosemite Park. Riding in his truck your eyes take in all the beauty. The sound of the fallen leaves rustling, the cool shade of the woods, and all the shades of green that delight your eyes. You look up and see your husband’s eyes.
His eyes are beautiful as ever, but gaze is focused at the task at hand that it isn’t on the beauty around him. Especially the beauty which he calls his wife. A sense of pity falls over you, because you understand how busy a park ranger can get. Things start to turn around as you start to think about how much good alone time in the woods will be for your marriage. Just then the car comes to a full stop.
Getting out you can see multiple guided tours passing by what should be your private front yard. Your husband gives you a coy smile to which you reply with the look. You kinda let out a laugh as he quickly grabs his bag and your bag too.
Your eyes trace his rugged body as he over head lifts both bags. Your eyes take in his size and shape. You manage to even mark little things like his exact gate. You follow him into the house which he gives a quick tour of. You end up together in the bedroom.
You start to do a little strip as you change your clothes. You swagger your hips as you pull down your pants. You turn around to see his reaction to find him head deep stuck in his sweater. You laugh as he struggles his way out of the sweater. You walk over to him and carefully get his head unstuck. Which you then give him a kiss and continue to change.
You finish changing and your husband takes your hand. Holding you close he leads you outside. Together you walk through the woods. He brings you to a tall tree on a trail. Slowly he walks over to the tree and hits a button for it to open. Then he signals you to enter. The two of you enter and sit in the tiny space. Usually you weed feel claustrophobic, but all over the tree give you sight of the outside world. You watch your husband gets on your knees. His hands are softly put in your lap as he looks you in the eyes. His face seems so sincerely filled with quilt.
Without words you know he is concerned he hasn’t given you enough attention. So you lean forward and kiss your man. You take his hand in yours and he kisses it. His kisses lead up your arm, neck, and ended on your lips. Each kiss leaves a little sensation of love behind. You pull him on top of the bench you are sitting on. Pinning you against the bench he continues his kissing and biting. You relax and enjoy the stimulation until you spot a tour guide group coming through.
You push him away, because he doesn’t see them. You sit up straight and try to look professional as the strangers draw near. Your eyes jump to your husband’s, which are almost in stitches trying to hold back a laugh. You watch as he pulls out his cock right next to the group. Despite his obvious nudity no one reacts. Your husband then whispers in your ear “two way mirrors.” Then he shhhhs you as his mouth undoes your zipper. You sit at the bench while your panties are pulled to the ground. His tongue starts to flick your clit as you watch strangers come close to you.
People pass by the tree unaware of the tight pussy which is dripping in your man’s mouth. Up and down his tongue plays with your pussy. And you let out a small whimper as he sucks on your clit. You watch as a younger man walks directly towards the tree. His eyes almost meet yours as if he is watching you. Suddenly others start to follow. All the couple’s gather around the tree. Sounds from speakers around the tree indicate a movie being started. You drawn the connection now.
You feel your husband’s tongue penetrate your pussy. In and out his moist tongue continues to slide. You can feel all the eyes of the people on you. Your mind starts to consider what would happen big the mirrors failed. You grip your husband’s hair as you think of others joining in. You think about how hot it would be to cause an orgy.
Your brain imagines all the couple’s and their sweaty bodies grinding together. With a grand finale of all the guys touching and playing with your holes. You grind your spreaded pussy on his tongue. Using every inch of your husband’s tongue you target your g spot. You feel your brain slip into an orgasmic overdrive as you think of all the work it took to set this up. You think about how deeply he knows and understands you. A single tear of joy drips down your face as cum floods his mouth.
Having come this far you feel sure in your pick of husband. After a second of regaining composure you lean over and kiss him. Then you get on the floor and snuggle up to him. Your mind thinking about how good the woods are to you and how good his wood is to you.
(Tonight’s story was brought to you by request of a fellow redditor. So do not hesitate to comment or PM me what you want to read next. It’s always fun writing, and I hope you enjoy reading. Until next time please remember that everyone is like a tree. If you just give them some love and attention eventually they will grow. So keep your head low, stay alive, and go grow some trees.)
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