[MFF] Naked In The Woods

[[Prologue] Brought the waitress home from the reception](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pb3zw2/mff_brought_the_waitress_home_from_the_reception/)

[[Part 1] The naked distractions in the backseat](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pcr8s3/mff_the_naked_distractions_in_the_backseat/)

After everything that had happened in the car and on the side of the road, the waitress [23F] and my fiancée [27F] were both still naked in the backseat, while I [27M] continued racing down the road. We travelled for close to another hour, and each time I looked in the rearview mirror, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the bare naked goddesses that met my gaze. Although the fun that we had seemed to have tired them out as both of them fell asleep. It wasn’t until hitting the bumpy road leading into the abandoned campground my fiancée and I usually used for these sorts of shoots, that the girls woke up. Thankfully they both had their seatbelts on, but with it resting between their breasts, it didn’t minimize the bounce they had.

Jumping forward a little bit, the car was parked and the girls had their sundresses back on as we walked through a wall of trees, and into a big field. With the camera ready to go, both girls skipped out into the middle of the field filled with wildflowers, and held each other’s hands. Taking photos while they walked away, the sway of their booties was amazing as the occasional gust of wind Marilyn Monroe’d them, giving me some cheeky peeks. As expected though the first part of the photoshoot was rather tame, as they frolicked in the tall grass and flashed the camera. Occasionally they would come back together and kiss passionately, until during one makeout session, my fiancée moved the spaghetti-like shoulder straps down the waitresses arms exposing her gorgeous breasts once more. The sight of them clearly brought out the wilder side of my fiancée, as she took one of the waitress’s tits into her mouth, teasing it with her teeth, and gently pulling on it while her other hand fondled the other one. Meanwhile the smile on the waitress’s face was only getting wider by the second as she tilted her head back and started moaning. With the sunrise behind them, it made for some really sexy shots.

The naughtiness only escalated from there as my fiancée backed off the waitress, who was now standing naked in the field, and gave her an opportunity to retaliate. Immediately the waitress went for my fiancée’s dress, only instead of sliding it down her body she instead grabbed it from the bottom and lifted it up over her head like she had done in the backseat of the car earlier. Knowing that the camera was still trained on them, they never stopped smiling as the waitress threw the dress down into the tall grass then wrapped her body around my significant other. Like puzzle pieces their naked bodies moulded together as each of them straddled the others legs, and were seemingly grinding themselves on each other as their hands explored each other’s bodies and their tongues kept slipping out from the seal their lips created. At one point I stopped taking photos and just watched as the two girls pleasured one another until their lips separated and they were both moaning while on the verge of having a mutual orgasm.Then as if on cue, and in sync both girls moaned out as their bodies started to shake against each other. At this point I was within an arm’s length away from them and could see them starting to wobble, leaving me to jump in and help them lay down in the grass to ride out the orgasmic waves racing through their bodies, while also snapping a few more photos of them romantically cuddling with each other amongst the wild flowers, which was what also concluded the first part of the photoshoot.

Going into the second part of the photoshoot, the girls swapped out their sundresses, for their bikinis. My fiancée obviously put on the strapless lime green one I saw her bring with her, while the waitress surprised both my fiancée and I with a white microkini. Both my fiancée and I looked in awe at her, the g string like bottoms, and the small pieces of fabric that just barely covered her tits, had us both drooling.

“Wow, for once I actually feel overdressed, and I feel bad I didn’t bring my black one.” My fiancée teased.

“It’s fine I just bought this yesterday, so I’m still kinda getting used to it.” The waitress mentioned, as my fiancée closed the gap between them.

“I don’t think you’ll be wearing it for very long anyway.” She teased.

Again the two of them shared a kiss. Taking a few more pictures of their booties while walking through what remained of the field until they were on the edge of the river. We quickly discussed the plan going from fooling around in the water to untying the knots on each other’s bikinis. Once everything was seemingly in place, the girls went into the water, and immediately shivered from the sheer chill of the current. However to combat the cold, they used each other for warmth, until the water was half way up their calves. From there, they created some space between each other and started playfully splashing each other. In seconds both of their bodies were glistening in the sun’s light. They were really getting into it as their breasts jiggled about, when inevitably the waitress had fallen out of her top entirely, and my fiancee capitalized by getting in close. Grabbing onto the waitress’s microkini she pulled the waitress toward her, as the casually tied knots quickly undid themselves. Probably one of the most iconic photos from that day was my fiancee holding up the waitress’s top like a trophy while the waitress secretly untied the last knot on the thong bikini bottoms my fiancée had on. After that, they wasted no time stripping each other, until they were both soaking wet on the outside, and likely still on the inside as well. Unfortunately that was the extent of the bikini stuff, as they both walked out of the water, and regrouped with me.

Showing them a couple of the photos, it only turned them on more as I found myself following the girls on their sexual escapade. Returning to the trees where a graffiti covered picnic table sat hidden. The girls went right to work. The waitress had her booty sitting on the top of the table, as my fiancée moved in between her legs and began making out with her. Their tongues again dancing in each other’s mouths, that I was starting to get jealous, and hoped I’d get the same treatment at some point during this endeavour. However I kept clicking away as the girls found their way on to the top of the table. My fiancée’s hand dove between the waitress’s legs and started stroking her clit. Their breasts now also squished together, while through the lens of the camera I could see the lust growing between them. The waitress seemed like the more submissive of the two as my fiancée grabbed the waitress’s wrists and moved them so that her hands were above her.

“Don’t move or you’ll be punished.” My fiancée warned, as the waitress stayed silent, but gave a subtle nod.

Burying her fingers deep inside the waitress, the palm of her hand rubbed circles on her erect clit. It was clear my fiancée intended to make her squirt, and brought her right to the brink. They never broke eye contact, when the waitress suddenly wrapped her arms around my fiancée’s head and forced their lips together when simultaneously the waitress finally burst and soaked the wooden top of the picnic table. Standing at the side of them, I managed to get an amazing picture the second she squirted. My fiancée then gave her some proper aftercare till the waitress was done riding out her orgasm, and just as they were about to switch. We all started getting wet, the girls on both the inside and outside again as water fell from above us.

Out of nowhere, a large crash of thunder tore open the sky, making us stop and look up toward the heavens. Lightning followed a minute later making us think we had some time as the waitress’s hand dove between my fiancée’s legs and began returning the favour. The whole time I continued taking more pictures, until the next crack of thunder rang out. Then the lightning followed it instantly, making its appearance right over top of us. In a white flash of light we were all temporarily blinded and an overwhelming heat washed over our bodies. The girls were hesitant to go on and it was a good thing they were since it started hailing golf ball size pellets that were hardly slowed down by the canopy of the trees. We had no choice but to bail. Giving my hoodie to the girls to hold over their heads, I snapped a few last shots off them running away before following behind, until we all regrouped in the car. Checking every radar we could find the storm wasn’t passing anytime soon, and none of us wanted to wait it out in the car. Leaving us with one semi-reasonable option. A pay by the hour motel.

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