[FM] Getting fucked in the woods; a freeuse story P2

This is part two – you can read the first part [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uye34x/fm_finding_out_my_long_term_fantasy_had_a_name/).

We fucked five more times that day. Jonathon* was usually someone who’d max out at 3 fucks a day, but we were both just getting more and more turned on by our fun little scenario. We fucked on my kitchen counter, him standing on my “tall cupboards” footstool to really get deep (okay, this wasn’t the most comfortable way to fuck but it was hot). We lay down on the sofa, me having given up on getting shit done, and he went down on me and then commanded me to blow him on my knees. I said I was going to pop out to the deli and get us some sushi for lunch and he said he wanted to come. When I got back into the car with our food he put his hands down my leggings and started fingering me in broad daylight, just parked in the street bay. We made out and he asked if there was anywhere quieter I could drive to but it was the middle of the day and I live in a busy city area so it was an unfortunate pass on that one. Plus I don’t really have a car made for fucking.

We got back to the house, had our sushi and then I did some work while he watched TV. I found it ridiculously hard to concentrate on my work, I was constantly so wet at the idea that he might at any time decide he would want to fuck again. But he was being a good boy and letting me crack on so I decided I needed a break. I took my top off and wandered into the sitting room and he looked up at me and smiled and said “I thought you were working?” … “I need a little break I think.” He told me to go back upstairs, take all my clothes off, lie on the bed with my blindfold on and wait. Of course, I complied. I laid down and waited, and waited. I was just wondering if I’d misunderstood, and I was wondering if I should go back downstairs or if that would ruin the fun when I heard him switch off the TV and come up.

I heard him removing his clothes and him walking towards the bed, bending down and opening the drawer where I keep all the fun things. He took my wrists and started binding them with cuffs and placing them above my head. Then I felt him kneel astride my legs and he said “You need to stay still and quiet.” “Okay” I said. “Shh. Quiet.” He placed my favourite vibrator (he knows me so well) against my clit and started to play with me, his other hand roaming all over my body, caressing my legs, my stomach and my breasts. I have a thing about cumming to vibrators in certain positions (too long to get into) and he knows that, so when he felt me getting to that point he switched it off, leant over me and started sucking my nipples, grinding his hips (still in boxers, as I discovered at this time) against my upper thighs and crotch. This is SUCH a move for me. Makes me desperate. He pushed me into the centre of the bed and spread my legs sideways and, while leaning his weight on me and kissing me, pushed into me again. He started to fucking nail me, so hard, so deep, it was incredible. His hands crept up to my neck and he caressed it while we kissed and then stopped kissing me and started to choke me, again a massive turn on. Every time I moaned he would press down on my neck or gently slap my cheek. “Be quiet baby,” he’d say. I don’t know where the being quiet thing came from but I loved it. He finished inside me again and then went back to sucking on my clit and tonguing his cum out of me, while I was still trussed up and blindfolded.

I’m gonna skip forward cause you guys don’t need my life story but fast forward to the following morning:

I woke up, not being fucked. A little disappointed. Showered, didn’t get fucked. Still a little disappointed. Wondered what he had in store for me, or if yesterdays exertions had just been a little too much for him. The dog needed walking so I asked if he wanted to come with and he did so we set off. My dogs a little fucking asshole (not really, hes great, but he isn’t friendly with strangers) so especially on weekends I try and get out of the city a bit and hire private gated areas of woodlands where he can have a run off leash without coming across anyone. Yall can see where this is going right?

We drive the 30 minutes to the field, me singing to my terrible taste in tunes, him grimacing and laughing at me. This place is super secluded, my car barely makes it down the track. We lock up the gates and start wondering around and he asks me to kiss him. We start making out and he moves my hand down to his shorts and I play with him through the fabric, my hands working his shaft while he grips my bum. “I want you to go down on me, is that okay?” he asks. I freeze for a second, I want to play the game but I’m also like “Here?!” I look around and really, there is no way we could be seen. We’re up the track in the woods a fair bit, so even if they owner stopped by or another client (and they never ever have all the time I’ve been coming) we’d have a bit of notice from the noise of the car and the gates. And there’s no way we can be seen from the track. “It’s freeuse, right? It’s up to you.” I say.

He unbuckles and pulls down his shorts and boxers and I squat in front of him and start to lick his balls, caressing his shaft with my hand, getting him all wet from my saliva and using it as lubricant to pump my hand faster. My mouth moves to his tip and I start to suck, this time he’s given me plenty of vocal encouragement, sighing and groaning with every movement of my mouth and hand (to ruin the mood a little I keep having to look around to check I still know where the dog is but whatever!). I take him deeper inside my mouth and use my tongue to massage him against the top of my mouth, taking big long sucks as I draw away from him. “Stop” he tells me. “I want to fuck you.” “Where?!” I laugh. “How about there?” – he’s pointing at a platform that’s part of the dog agility equipment. “I want to cum in you, you put your knickers on and have me dripping out of you while we walk.” “Fine.”

We move over there and he sits down and I pull off my leggings and straddle him. The astroturf on my knees isn’t the best feeling, and I can’t imagine its any better on his bare arse but we’re both so worked up by the situation it doesn’t matter. I’m riding him and he’s thrusting into me, short, sharp thrusts. It only takes him a minute to finish and then we just stay there a second, the sun shining through the dappled leaves, you can feel it on your skin. It was such a fucking hot moment. As instructed, I pull my knickers and leggings back on, trying to tense to keep as much of his cum inside me as possible. We continue our walk through the woods, laughing and kissing.

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