Campground Exhibition

When my husband and I were much younger, we used to go camping with friends. It was a young adult crowd - no children for anyone yet. Camping was typically a three day, weekend event, Thursday night to Sunday midday. Lots of people, lots of beer, lots of food. We will camp today, but it usually includes a hotel room with a comfy bed and running water!

One trip is a defining moment in my life for sure. This particular trip exposed me to my desire to be watched while I am having sex. It was late and everyone was heading to their tents. I had been incredibly horny all week and time did not permit ‘taking care of it’. When we got in the tent, I dove into my husband’s cock and started to suck it. I needed him hard so he could ‘fuck the horny out of me’ as he used to say. Once hard, I climbed on him and started to bounce. As much as I tried to be quiet, I just could not hold it in. The moans escaped my mouth enough for a friend of ours to yell ‘ride em cowgirl’! And that I did. Knowing I had been caught, I loosened my urge to stay quiet.

The next morning at breakfast I was the talk of the meal. Apparently everyone heard me - my arousal started almost immediately. I loved that they heard me. The next night I held nothing back. My moans, my words…nothing was quiet. Again, I was breakfast talk again.

This camping trip was to parlay into an adult life filled with low cut clothing, going without a bra or panties, thong bathing suit bottoms, having sex in public and a myriad of other exhibitionist like behaviors. It makes me feel free, open and available.