Naked In My Backyard Getting Fucked

Fbailey story number 435


Naked In My Backyard Getting Fucked


There I was naked in my backyard on my hands and knees getting fucked from behind by my husband. My breasts were handing and they were slapping around everywhere from the jostling that they were receiving. He was super hard inside me and fucking me as if I were a rag doll. I had not felt him that excited in years but then again we had never had an audience before either.

As he pounded into me hard I looked around our backyard slowly. There were several husbands and wives that lived on our street on either side of us leaning back against our fence and taking in the view. I knew that as soon as the show was over that they would all be in the same position on our lawn and fucking just like I was being fucked.

This had not happened over night. In fact it had taken several months to reach this point. My husband likes for me to get dolled up so that he can show me off. He loves it when I show extra cleavage or wear a really short skirt. He really loves it when I don’t wear panties either. He goes ape shit whenever I open my legs and let strangers look up my skirts.

As our playful exhibitionism tendencies progressed we threw a neighborhood barbecue. We have a big hot tub that holds twelve people that feeds water into our in-ground swimming pool. Then off to the far end is a kiddy wading pool. The previous owners had children, while we do not.

I am thirty-five years old and strongly considering having children before I get too much older. My wonderful forty-year-old husband doesn’t care one way or the other as long as he gets all the sex that he wants.

Anyway on the barbecue invitation was a picture of him and I in out bathing suits. He was in the smallest Speedo that we could find and I was in a little girl’s string bikini that I found on line. It just barely covered my areolas and my pussy slit. His idea was to let all of the men in the neighborhood have a good quality photograph of me in next to nothing. It certainly worked because I got several compliments on it from the men in the neighborhood. Inside the invitation was the date and time, a list of what food and drink would be available, and the fact that the water would be the center of our entertainment.

That Saturday people started arriving just before noon.