"Discrete" Public Sex? Cruising Down Memory Lane.

Mistress has been corresponding via email with a "gentleman" from back in River City,  some flirtatious back and forth initiated via her Fetlife profile ("LavenderLarue", if you are interested in checking her out).  Yesterday morning we were lounging in bed, sipping coffee.

(In our "shelter in place mode, we've been doing more than our normal share of "bed lounging". )

As she was scanning her email she let out a little giggle.  

"What's so funny, Mistress".

"My new friend wants to share incidents of "discreet public sex", slave....and  he wants me to go first....."

"Hmmmm..... I can think of a few, what about you?"

"The first one I can think of was in the woods down in Tennessee.... do you remember?"

"You mean when I tied you to that tree and teased you ......"

It was back in 1988 or so. When Mistress and slave were still "dating" (i.e., when we were married to other people.) Somehow we had conspired to take a road trip to Atlanta together.  On the way back we stopped at a quaint lodge deep in the Smokey mountains to wring a little more hot sex into our journey before heading home to our respective spouses.  (This was before those annoying cell phones, which can so quickly foil any attempt to fall off the map with an illicit lover for even a few hours of misbehavior).

After checking in,  we elected to take a hike on a forested trail near the lodge. Slave surprised Mistress (in her pre-Mistress days) with a pocketful of rope, which I used to secure her to a tree not far off the trail. It was a simple tie as I recall, her hands bound behind the tree.  More ropes circling her chest and the trunk. Her ankles were bound with her legs slightly parted, looped around the trunk.

I enjoyed watching her languish for a while, kissing her and stroking her body.  But it wasn't long before  I lowered her hiking shorts and panties just enough to provide access to her neatly groomed folds (this was years before she went to the clean shaven look that I so admire).  Mistress was forced to "suffer" through 2 or 3 shuddering orgasms before I opted to free her.  But I rebound her wrists for the short walk back to our lodge.  Somehow we avoided seeing any other hikers on our little adventure.  But the possibility of discovery made the scene all the hotter.  And I recall fully enjoying Mistress's supple body with her still bound when we returned to our room.

"That was pretty hot, Mistress.  And what about worship up on the peak"?

"Right.....we did that a few times, didn't we....."

Near our SW hideaway is a trail head to the Land of Enchantment's highest peak.  It's an all day and sometimes grueling climb, up to a 13,400 foot summit.  Summers bring variable weather there: we've climbed in heat, dodged lightening bolts, and even encountered snow in July up there. And sometimes the long winding trail can get crowded.

But one summer we arrived at the summit at mid-day in moderate, sunny weather.  There was a small group there enjoying the view, but they began the trek down as we settled down to enjoy lunch at the top of New Mexico.  Lunch finished, we were surprised to discover that we were all alone.  A look down the trail revealed that we would be solo at the top for at least another 15 minutes.

"How about some worship at 13,000 feet Mistress? "

"Why not slave....."  (We were by then  in our current Top/bottom role).

She slid her hiking shorts down to her ankles, and perched on a rock, spreading her long, muscled legs.  Slave got into grovel mode, kneeling  before her and plunging in with avid lips and tongue.  Mistress took her time, grabbing me by the hair and directing my efforts until enjoying a satisfying cum with a very big view.

We've done that a few other summers, sometimes on the way down, when we can find a little privacy.

"I bet he'd like to hear about that one.... but I can think of another public sex act that did not involve me Mistress".

"Oh really?  What was that?"

"How about you and Kate?"

"Hmmmm..... Oh yeah......"

Let's save that one for tomorrow.  Though I can add that all that talk about past sexual adventures led to some very robust wake up sex yesterday morning.  Mistress's new friend gets an "assist"!

Cuckold Meme of the Day

Cuckold Meme of the Day

Public Service

Here in the high desert, where we are officially "sheltering in place" under the Governor's order, there is not much we can do to help out in this time of national crisis.  Apparently the best we can do is just stay out of the way so as not to burden the health care system, and offer some support to our far flung kids who are doing the same.

Mistress has been helping out in her way by doing some reporting about social service agencies back in River City for a local (back there) media outlet. Slave is still doing some remote advisory work for his employer back there as well.  But things have pretty much ground to a halt. And somehow we don't think that's going to be resolved by Easter, as someone recently proclaimed.

That's given us some time for lots of exercise, reading, video streaming, sex, and a return to more active blogging, something that had fallen by the way side over the last year or two.

The least we can do is to provide some entertainment and diversion for our readers.  Looking at our stats, there are at least a few hundred of you out there, looking for something to provide a smile, or a fantasy, to help them through a tedious afternoon or night.  And while we have no active cuckolding to titilate you with, we can at least provide some visuals.  Like one of Mistress enjoying some rays yesterday afternoon on bright SW sunshine:

Or maybe one of Mistress in her "lounge ware" watching TV with her slave last night:

Enjoy!