Local Lockdown

Covid has messed up a lot of days for a lot of people but this was one day that wouldn't have happened any other time.

We set off early and parked near the old boat house, the tide was low, about an hour before the turn, so we knew we had time to cross the marsh and get back before the tide came back and cut us off. All through lockdown the weather had been great, clear skies, no wind, temperatures high enough to enable skimpy beach wear to worn all day. My wife had been reluctant when I suggested an outfit "only fit for the bedroom" but I assured her there would no audience to see her revealing outfit.

As we set off for the beach I made sure to be a few steps behind to get the best view, the one piece suit was cut low at the chest with a lace up design and the thong detail exposed her cheeks and disappeared down the gulley between her thighs, leaving nearly all her assets on show. There were no other cars in the car park and no sign of any walkers so once we were half way across the marsh, making good time in the dry conditions I caught up and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around to face me a planting a long kiss on her lips, savouring the cherry flavour of the gloss she wore to moisturise in the heat. After a moment of indifference she responded and our tongues entwined, her arms wrapped around me and drew me close, disclosing the bulge in my shorts as I poked her in the belly.

I grabbed two handfuls of butt and ground myself against her, slipping my fingers inside the gusset and freeing the poppers that held it closed. She gasped in surprise but I held tight, levering a knee between her legs to spread her feet so I could access the prize. Moisture was already evident as I ran my thumb through her lips and as I touched her clit she sucked my tongue into my mouth and slid a hand down to release my cock from my shorts. More than once I'd tried to convince her that an outdoor sex session would be especially exciting, the chance of being caught an aphrodisiac unmatchable at home, finally it seemed the day had come.

I suggested we walk on a bit further to the old boat wreck we'd passed many times before. She grabbed my erection and led me across the soft, mossy ground. In minutes we were beside the skeleton of timbers and after a final check around for watchers she knelt down and pulled my shorts off before coating my cock with saliva and starting a slow, deepthroat, blowjob. Her lips peeled back my foreskin as she swallowed all I had and as she repeatedly bobbed her head her lip gloss created a doughnut on my shaven pubis, a proof that she'd reached the full extent of my manhood. At home I'd have warned her that my orgasm was coming but now the thrill overcame caution and I blasted the first wave into her mouth without warning, she tried to pull away but I held her tight and pumped out the full load before pulling out and letting her catch her breath. The raised eyebrow and creamy smile suggested that there was a price to be paid for that moment of release.

Among the flotsam tangled around the wreck I noticed some rope which looked to have come from a buoy, taking her hand I led her over and told her to help me unravel the mess, a job that was not too arduous and as she squatted down to sort the muddle exposed her pussy fully. I soon had two fingers through the doors and into the tunnel, juices coated my fingers and the rope suddenly seemed harder to disentangle as she bounced on my digits and lost concentration. Her clit came to attention and she responded to my stimulation with a deep sigh and adjusted her stance to spread her feet further apart and let me gain even better access. She assumed a kneeling position with her butt thrust in the air and as I continued to probe her love tube the lady lube ran down her thighs. She reached round for me and pulled my head down to her glistening core, indicating that I should give some reward for her heroic fellatio performance.

Needing no second bidding I lay on my back and pulled her pussy down to my mouth, licking her labia and driving my tongue into her vagina, the juices from her thighs basted my cheeks as the flow of new cream went down my throat. Soon the waves of pleasure built to a crescendo and she reached down to peel her lips wide apart and let my tongue concentrate on her clit. The oral workout finally achieved my aim and she trembled through a prolonged climax, alternately rubbing her engorged lips across my mouth then lifting away when the shock waves became too intense. As the peak passed a dribble of juice oozed into my mouth, now I was the one with the creamy smile.

After recovering from the exertions we got enough rope for my next scheme and I led her into the upturned skeleton of the boat and told her to reach up and hold the ribs while I tied each wrist to the framework. She looked doubtfully at me but acceded to my request and as I stood back and considered my next move she looked over her shoulder and frowned, clearly unsure if this was a good idea, As the early morning sun warmed the air I rolled up her swimsuit to expose her tits and suckled on each nipple in turn, causing the usual swelling and reddening that indicated her enjoyment of my ministrations.

She thrust against the restraints trying to rub her pubis against my leg but I kept out of reach, heightening her expectations as I concentrated on her tits. As she vocalised her impatience I relented and slid my hands round her bum cheeks, lifting her off the ground as I manoeuvred between her thighs and lowered her onto my prick. The previous workout had left copious lubrication and she took my full length in the first thrust, her clit still swollen and rubbing on me as I let her rest with her parted lips splayed around the base of my cock. Using previously untried muscles she lifted herself up on the timber frame and began to fuck me as stood motionless before her, the repeated unsheathing pulling my foreskin over my mushroom head then peeling it back as she sank back down to engulf me again.

I needed to regain some control so lifted her off and moved behind her so I could get her in a wheelbarrow position and drive home again. Even being able to control the rhythm couldn't prevent my second eruption and when it came my fingers worked her clit to bring her to a second climax which milked me into pulsating pussy and left me struggling to maintain my balance as the after shocks ran through my thighs.

I lowered her feet to the ground and reached up to untie the bindings but as her first wrist was freed she encircled my still swollen prick and coated her palm with our mixes fluids, the smirk on her face as I gasped at the hyper sensitive touch so soon after my orgasm made me aware that she was still up for more so I grabbed her slick fingers and guided them to her pussy and encouraged her to put on a show, as she stood spread-eagled and still anchored by one wrist. Soon her damp fingers were dancing over her clit and probing her vagina.

She beckoned me closer and lifted one leg to rest it on my shoulder, a gymnastic feat I never expected but which exposed her gaping pussy as she bought herself to a third peak and proceeded to lick her hand clean in the most perverted manner I'd ever known in all our time together. She sagged into my arms as I released her other wrist and we stumbled down to the waters edge for a sluice down and cuddle as we descended from the intensity of the shared euphoria and our heart beats returned to their normal rhythm. After dressing ourselves we wandered back to the car, groping one another at every chance, our once a day exercise complete