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Fishing Trip with Two PolesFISHING TRIP WITH TWO POLESJust recently I was writing a message to a friend of mine and was talking about a pleasure that we both enjoy, masturbating in public! I was telling him about a fishing trip I recently took and as I started to get into the details I felt it was fitting to share with all my other readers.I don’t know about you, but my yearning for the thrill of danger (getting caught) grows stronger each time I masturbate in places other than the privacy of my home. Just last weekend I went camping while my wife went to an overnight business seminar at a local hotel in our town. The cover story with her was to do some fishing, but my wife knew I would also spend a lot of time masturbating; it’s one of our mutual turn-ons. Leaving about mid morning, I was headed up to one of my favorite little lakes, which is about 2 miles up a trail from the parking lot. My wife left for her trip about 30 minutes before I did and when she hugged up against me, in her thin summer dress, she could easily feel my half swollen cock inside of my underwear-less gym shorts. She said, “What’s this, you naughty boy!” as she planted her lips to mine and pushed her tongue into my mouth as her hand slid down inside of my gym shorts and wrapped around my cock. “Well, you know me!” I responded, in between our smoochy kisses, feeling my cock swell to full-size.We were standing in our garage, with the door up, but that didn’t matter. She proceeded to push my shorts down over my ass, until my cock and balls were totally exposed, and followed with full strokes of my cock. It was a natural reaction for me to reach below her short flouncy skirt and slide my hands up her thighs. She pulled her panties to the side with one hand and guided my cock with her other hand until the head was pressed between the outer lips of her perfectly shaved pussy.Lifting one of her legs into my arm I elevated my hip, pressing my cock’s head against her until it penetrated her pussy’s entrance. She looked into my eyes and moaned as I slid deeper and deeper into her, lifting her feet off the ground. Hugging me tight she put her mouth by my ear and softly said, “I knew you wouldn’t have any underwear on, so I was playing with myself before I came outside!”That explained why she was so wet and I was able to slide right inside of her. The thought of her frigging her clit to get wet for me made me swell to the maximum and within seconds I was thrusting with full power and tapping her cervix with the end of my cock. It wasn’t long lasting, but it was awesomely intense when I exploded inside of her and filled her up with my warm creamy sperm.I gently lowered her to the ground as she straightened her skirt. She giggled and I asked her what was funny. She said, “Your cum is running out down my leg and it tickles!” I said, “This tickles too!” as I pointed at my cock which had a string of cum hanging from it and almost reaching the ground. She said, “Ummm!” reached down, swooped it up with her open hand and then licked it off her hand. With one deep kiss inside of my mouth, she shared my cum with me, got in her car, and drove away while she waved. Pulling my shorts back up over my ass I finished up packing my gear into my truck and I was off on my fishing trip.My cock continued oozing cum onto my leg as I drove down the road. The gym shorts made it easy to lift the leg and pull my cock and balls free so I could milk out the sperm that was still lingering in my balls and shaft from the fantastic orgasm I had just had inside of my wife.I enjoy eating my own cum, so as it leaked out of my cock I wiped it up with my fingers and then licked them clean with my tongue. It was a nice snack as I drove to the trailhead and it helped keep me from going completely limp after fucking my wife. By the time I reached the parking lot, about an hour later, my cock was rock hard again and on the edge of cumming! My cock and hand was completely covered in precum and the head of my cock was swollen and pulsating from the slick precum being rubbed up, around and over it.Climbing down from my truck, I slung my backpack up on my shoulders, grabbed my fishing pole with one hand and pushed my shorts down and grabbed my other pole with the other hand. It’s only about a three-mile hike to the lake, which gave plenty of time to stroke to the edge a few times. It was extremely tempting, and quite the test of self-control, but I held off ejaculation and orgasm for the duration of the hike. Now…that’s not to say that a lot of precum didn’t run out and slither all over my legs!Even though it’s a little bit of a workout, the prize at the end of the hike is well worth it. There are lots of fish and it’s very scenic, but mostly, it’s a nice place to just kickback and relax. My camping spot is about 50 feet off the main trail, but still easily visible through the trees to the day hikers that are up and down the trail throughout the day. The distance gives me privacy while at the same time, the view through the trees, allows me to be seen by the hikers as I walk around the camp or stand at the lakeside fishing while completely naked. It’s almost impossible for me to have my cock exposed to nature and not have it in my hand. Fishing pole in one hand and a second pole with a swollen, flared-out head in the other. If the Fish and Game warden ever happens along he may cite me for not having a “second pole” license!When fishing illegal bahis I always try and stand sideways in relation to the trail above so any hikers passing by can see a nice profile view of my cock sticking out and being stroked. I also set up an old log or big rock next to my fire so I have something to sit on and I always face it toward the trail. I want as many hikers as I can get to see my cock and to see me stroking it. It’s amazing how many people will stop on the trail and point me out to the others in their group and it’s equally as amazing at how many people, both guys and girls, will stop on the trail and watch me stroking until I finish. I often wonder how many people walk a little ways up the trail and then are over-taken by desire and end up dropping their own pants and either stroke their cock or rub their clit to orgasm; or if a couple, end up fucking each other. Those are the ones you don’t know about. The ones I do know about are the ones that are curious enough to step away from the trail and move in for a closer look, or even join in the fun. After that edge-filled hike I was desperate to have an orgasm by the time I reached my favorite spot. And, only planning to be there for one night I had my camp set up within the first 30 minutes and I was sitting naked on a log with my cock straight up in the air and pointing towards the trail. My intentions were to edge for a couple of hours while I watched porn videos and looked at XXX photos on my mini-ipad. However, I was just too horny after edging all the way up the trail and I just couldn’t resist the feeling once it was on the edge. I tried my best to hold back my orgasm for as long as I could, but once I saw a steady stream of precum running out, I couldn’t hold it and my cock started to pulsate. Squeezing my kegel muscles only made the feeling more intense, so much that I couldn’t hold it. It was a body buckling orgasm and I let go with a loud grunt and prolonged moan of, “OHHH, I’m cumming!”I must admit, I may have been a little louder, or maybe a lot louder, than I needed to be, but I wanted anyone who may have been nearby to hear me and look my way. My cum squirted out, the first couple of spurts clearing my knees and landing in the grass, and the rest squirted onto my thighs. It was hot looking down and seeing my cock and legs all covered with cum. My hand was also quite the mess! I cleaned my hand up with my tongue but left the cum on my legs because it felt nice creeping down my legs once I stood up.It was time to start catching some fish for the night’s dinner, so I grabbed my pole, the nine foot one, put on my flip-flops, and went to the water’s edge and threw out my line. It was a quiet afternoon on the trail above but I didn’t let that affect my planned activities. I fished and fondled for about an hour, catching two nice trout to fill out my dinner menu. I returned to the lake’s edge after dinner, in hopes of catching a couple more trout for the next day’s breakfast, but there wasn’t much action on the lake and I came up dry. My cock, however, had not come up dry and had recovered well from the “already” two orgasms of the day and it was standing out nicely from my body and enjoying the loving touches of my hand stroking it up and down.Standing orgasms are always intense, and I was beginning to feel pretty good, so I decided I would go for a few trips to the edge while standing at the water’s edge. I left my line out in the water and set my fishing pole on a rock so I could pump my cock with one hand while massaging my balls with the other. The standing position causes some minor contortions of the body as the hips and groin get in on the movement. I started to work my hips back and forth in an opposite direction to my strokes in order it intensify the action. It might have been the outside temperature, but it seemed to take longer than usual before I started to feel those creeping and crawling feelings in my legs. At the same time I kept getting the feeling that someone was watching me. Once I thought I heard a noise on the trail, but then nothing. Finally I convinced myself it was just a desire on my part to be seen and I was just imagining that someone was watching. Even so, that was exciting, just thinking about being watched while masturbating completely nude by the lake.Reaching the first edge I stopped stroking and pushed my cock down between my legs. This is a technique that I use that will almost always bring the precum drooling out and this time was not a disappointment. When I brought my cock back up and pointed it to the sky, precum came running out, oozing over the edge of my cock’s head and running down the shaft. It was as if someone blew on my wet cock when the slight breezed puffed a bit of wind against that wet stream! And then, there it was again! That feeling that someone was nearby.Peering up into the trees I began to study the shadows and I noticed a slight movement. There, standing against the trunk of a large pine tree, was the shape of a person. I had my cock in my hand and I began to stroke it ever so slowly as I kept my eyes trained on the intruder. It seemed that my one fishing pole wasn’t doing any good to attract action in the water, but my second rod had earned a nibble. I kept the slow strokes going with one hand and motioned with the other hand, waving my admirer to come forth.It took a couple of tugs on my line before there was any movement illegal bahis siteleri up the hill. And even then, the figure, which turned out to be what appeared to be a middle-aged man, moved away from the trunk of the tree and out into the light that was filtering down through the forest. It wasn’t surprising to see that his pants were open in the front and his cock was in his hand. He must have been really shy, or maybe it was his first time being caught with his cock in his hand, because he just wouldn’t come any closer. He did, however, turn a little to the side so I could see that his cock was hard and that he was stroking it at an even pace.I arched my back, letting my cock go higher and I stroked long, slow strokes, showing my member at it’s fullest. I pushed it down again and produced more precum. I also moaned, loud enough so he could hear me. At that point, with no indication that he was going to come in any closer, I decided to narrate what I was feeling in hopes of giving him an intense orgasm. “Ummm, it feels really good!” I said with a louder than normal tone.”It’s so hard…Ohhh…and the edges of my head are so sensitive!” There was no vocal response but he pressed his pelvis forward, indicating that he was getting one of those preorgasm twinges in his groin.With a loud voice I spoke, “I’m going to push it down and then let it up, and a lot of precum is going to run out!” I followed my own directions and then vocalized, “Ohhh…that felt nice, and it’s dripping all the way to the ground!”He still didn’t say anything, but his rhythm increased in speed.”Oh God, I’m on the edge!” I said as I let go of my cock with a little pull. “Are you on the edge yet?” I asked.He mirrored my hand motion and pulled his hand away from his cock.”Oh, that’s hot!” I said and started pulling my cock again. “Let’s do it together again!” He grabbed his cock.”Bring it real slow!” was my next instruction. I stroked full strokes in near-slow-motion until I grunted loudly, “Oh God…stop right there!”I watched him continue to stroke a few more times and then he pulled his hand away with enough motion that I could easily see that he was indeed playing my game!”Ooooo, just roll the edges of your head with your fingers!” I did as I instructed. His hand went back to work. I couldn’t really tell from that distance if he indeed was rolling his head around in his fingers, but just assuming he was put me to the edge again and I pulled my hand away quickly. His motion was the same almost simultaneously.”Fast, mini-strokes!” was all I said, and I grabbed the end two inches of my cock and started to fast stroke it, making sure to rub the flared edges. His hand wrapped his cock and his arm was almost a blur. I was super hot at this point and ready to cum. I almost shouted, “OH MY GOD, I don’t want to stop it, it feels SO GOOD!” and then I moaned as loud as I could without screaming and my cum came shooting out in big thick streams, “AWWWWW!””AWWWWWWwwww!” Finally, he revealed that he did indeed have a voice! I finished myself off, with lots of hip thrusting and more moaning. I was like a mime as I showed him how I licked my hands clean and then wiped the cum from my cock and into my mouth. He pumped himself a few times past his moan of pleasure and then he quickly closed his pants and hurried on up the trail.After that, I was hard again in about 30 minutes and I edged several times over the next four or so hours. Shortly before the sun started to fall I heard voices coming down the trail. They were hikers returning from their day of exploring and trying to make the parking lot before the darkness came. As soon as I heard them I sat down on my log and turned to face the trail. I was already plenty close from the continual edging so it didn’t take but a few seconds of rapid stroking to bring myself right to a precum leaking edge. When I saw the leader of the group stop and point in my direction, I started long-stroking my cock and quickly let go of an awesome load, squirting all over my legs. I got a couple of whoop-whoops and some giggles from the two male-female college-aged couples. Soon it was dark and sitting around the night fire, after having four energy draining orgasms throughout the day, sent me to bed exhausted. I woke up with a nice woody, and with the help of some pictures and videos I had uploaded to my Mini iPad, I had a cum-covered cock after edging for about 30 minutes while sitting on my log and drinking coffee. Twice more, throughout the day, I unloaded nice streams of my seed. One of those times was while standing and squirting into the lake while three 50-something ladies stood at the clearing on the trail watching me. There was lots of conversation on their part, with me hearing most every word because of how sound travels in the woods. “I can’t believe,” “but look how big,” and “oh-my, he’s ejaculating,” were just a few of the phrases whispered by the breeze. Needless to say, it was a successful trip with lots of fish going into my tummy and lots of sperm squirting from my balls! I packed up my camp and trekked back down the short trail to my truck and made the trip home. After I got home, and had a shower, I walked into the kitchen naked and hugged my wife from behind with a thick boner stabbing her in her lower back. She quietly reached behind her and wrapped her smooth warm hand around my vein-bulged shaft. “Hmmm,” she cooed as she slowly massaged canlı bahis siteleri my entire package from one end to the other. I had spent a lot of time soaping up my cock and giving it a good scrub while I was in the shower, so it didn’t take long at all before her hand was slippery all over from the precum that had started to make a constant stream from the little hole on the tip of my cock’s head. Without even turning around, she tugged on my cock, leading me into the living room. She turned around, my cock still in her hand, and said, “OK Mr., it’s time for you to tell me all about your weekend, and I want every last detail!” She let go of my cock, put both hands on my shoulders and gentled persuaded me to sit down on the sofa. She stood right in front of me as I began to describe the hike up to the camp sight.She was wearing a pair of shorts that fit her ass like a glove, and they certainly had earned their name as shorts because they were certainly short. Her legs are flawless and they were glistening from just having had lotion applied. She unbuttoned them and pushed them over her ass, letting them fall to the floor, exposing here smooth pussy, still pink from having been shaved just minutes before.As I continued through my story she slithered around in front of me as she unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her perk, puffy nipples. She rolled her nipples with the fingers of one hand while she reached down with the other and started to slowly and sexually insert two fingers between her pussy lips and then pull them up through the slit where her treasure was hidden.Her clit was swollen with excitement and was easily visible as she raised its protective hood. She would circle her fingers around it, lightly brushing against it each time, causing goose bumps to pop up on her arms and thighs. By this time I was telling her of the other gentleman that had joined me in jacking off and I had started to pump my cock up and down in an almost frantic state as I watched her playing with herself. As I reached the point in the story where me and the other guy were edging and then pulling our hands away from our cocks at the same time, my wife wiggled her legs between mine and dropped to her knees as I spread my legs. Her lips opened and she engulfed my cock, letting it slide down her throat until my balls were bumping against her chin. She kept her lips clamped tight and pulled her head up causing my cock to slide out of her mouth and flop against her chest. She quickly grabbed my cock and started rubbing the tip of its head back and forth over her stiff nipples, my cock drooling spoonful’s of precum onto her gorgeous pointed breasts. My entire insides were crawling with pulses of pleasure, my cock just wanting to cry out and squirt my cum all over her! But she had something else in mind. She told me to “go on” with my story as she stood, straddled my legs with hers and lowered her body until my cock’s tip was just millimeters away from her sex. She spread her lips, exposing the pink folds of skin within, along with the tight hole that leads to her womb. Lowering her body she adjusted her position until the lips of my cock were spreading as they began to penetrate into her warm cavern. I closed my eyes and sighed as she let her body settle until she was sitting on my thighs. Then she immediately began to rise up, pulling away from my cock until only the head remained inside of her. She reversed her direction and descended again and she began to work her magic fingers over the top of her clitoris. She continued to raise and lower herself as she masturbated herself for me. Her body would spasm from time to time, sending shocks of pleasure into my cock until I was biting my lower lip in anticipation of our climax. Her body began to shake, but she never lost her slow rhythm of the rise and fall. I felt her arms and legs tighten, she squeezed against my penis, I felt my semen rising and I warned her that I was close to cumming. She managed to say, “Cum inside of me you b**st, deep, deep inside!” She started moaning, quickly transitioning into screams and squeals of pleasure. I lost all control and my cum came rushing up my cock, exploding inside of her, the two of us pulsating against each other as we orgasmed together.It seemed like the moment of extreme pleasure lasted for hours instead of only the handful of seconds of reality. She was wild though. Obviously hearing of me cumming with the other guy, and being cheered on by younger couples who probably ended up fucking while fantasizing about joining me at the log was extremely tantalizing to her. She wouldn’t let go of me so I stood, the two of still connected by our genitals. She wrapped her legs around me and I walked her out into our back yard, grabbing a blanket off the sofa on the way out. Never disconnecting, I managed to spread the blanket enough to give us a landing spot for me to set her down. Then, in the openness of our backyard, under the light of the moon and the light streaming from our neighbors windows, we began to fuck. At first, my cock was in that recovery period, where it’s not completely hard. But it wasn’t long before I had regained my rigidity and I was penetrating her in all three of her openings; mouth, pussy and ass. We were not quiet, by any means, and it was obvious to our neighbors as to what we were doing.She squealed and screamed for a couple of hours as the both of us brought her to orgasm after orgasm. I moaned out in pleasure a time or two myself before we finally fell asleep under the stars! We awoke to bright sunlight, chirping birds, rising to go drink coffee and plan a camping trip for the two of us on the next weekend.
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