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In 2006 my husband Tom and I went on holiday in the Northern Territories of Australia. We had been married for a little over a year, so this was our first holiday away together since our honeymoon. We travelled from one tourist spot to another and stayed in cabins at the local caravan parks.My name is Cindy, I have a nice trim figure, and I’m not averse to letting guys see it nowadays. But back when this story takes place, Tom and I were still finding each other’s limits. I have been a bit of an exhibitionist ever since an older man walked into the wrong changing sheds when I was sixteen. But Although I would’ve liked to get caught out more, I was much too shy to put myself in any situations where it could have happened.This particular day, we had spent the day in Litchfield National Park, swimming and sunbathing at a waterhole there. Tom had bought me several sexy items to wear on our holiday; this day, I had on a skimpy lime green bikini. It had taken some persuasion to get me out the door wearing it, as it was a lot more revealing than even I was up for. Once at the waterhole, I wrapt a towel to walk to the pool, which had Tom nagging me to leave the towel off. He had told me several times that having people looking at my body excited him. But as I have said, this early in our marriage, we were both still uneasy about how far the other could push things.After lunch, many of the people moved on, and a lady near us took her top off and laid back to sunbathe. Tom tried to get me to do the same, but I just couldn’t. The thought of being topless excited me but never having been topless in public before held me back.Around 2:30, we packed up and drove to Katherine, where we had booked into a Caravan park for the night. The proprietor introduced himself as Bruce, a good Aussie name. He thought we were on our honeymoon and offered us one of the honeymoon cabins at the far end of the drive so that we could have some privacy, he said. Of course, we didn’t correct him about our being on honeymoon as he was being extra special to us.The two honeymoon cabins were partially obscured from the rest of the park by a garden of shrubs and small trees. Tom drove past the standard huts, through the gap between the shrubs, and parked outside our front door on the lawn. Once we had our bags inside, Tom grabbed me and threw me on the bed. I could tell he was super horny from perving on my body, barely covered by the skimpy bikini all day.I decided to tease him and held him at bay, telling him he’d have to wait as I needed to get the washing on. I gathered up all our dirty clothes, towels etc., as he lay on the bed playing with his cock. The rotten bugger kept showing me how hard it was and trying to tempt me onto the bed.When I returned half an hour later, Tom helped me hang out the washing and dragged me into the cabin, determined to get his way. But I had booked us in for dinner at the Holiday Parks restaurant, as I didn’t feel like cooking, and informed him that we had fifteen minutes to get seated. So I started disrobing to put on something nice and noticed the curtains on the window at the end of the bed weren’t closed. It was a big window to let as much light in as possible but placed high on the wall for privacy. However, I felt self-conscious being naked in front of it. Tom stood to close the curtains, but they were old and tattered, and no matter how he arranged them, there was a gap in the middle or at the sides. Tom said not to worry about it, as the window would be above head height on the outside, so there was no chance anyone could see in.I donned some sexy underwear Tom had bought me, then pulled on a thigh-length skirt and a tight T-shirt. I told Tom I needed to put on some lipstick and ducked into our tiny bathroom. It had only a toilet and hand basin; the showers were at the ablution block. While I was in there, I had the dirty thought that I could tease Tom some more by wearing no panties. When we headed out to dinner, I stopped at the point where the driveway passed through the shrubs as Tom had stopped to get his wallet from the car. As Tom slammed the car door, I lifted my skirt to my waist to show him my bare bum. Then I raced ahead, knowing he would have me there on the grass if he caught me. I knew my naked ass was showing every time my feet kicked up as I ran, and I could hear him catching me fast. I thought of slowing and letting him, as I was getting pretty horny Şerifali Escort myself. We were shown to our table and seated. Tom immediately pushed his foot between my legs and tried to force his big toe into my wet pussy.—- “Tom, don’t. Someone will see,” I complained.”If you sit and look normal, no one will have a clue,” he whispered.The dinner was an ordeal for both of us. I was embarrassed someone would see what he was doing, and Tom was so aroused I doubted he knew what he was eating. When we returned to the cabin, I decided to torment him some more and told Tom I was going for a shower before bed, and he had to wait a little longer.I had to evade his groping hands, grab a towel and my robe, and race off to the shower block.Tom decided that he could play this game as well. He waited ten minutes, followed me to the showers, and arrived just as I exited. I winked at him and said not to be too long or I might be asleep when he returned.He laughed. “You can lock the dam door if you want; nothing will stop me when I return.”I gave him my sexiest look, murmured, “Oh goody,” then slipped the robe open to show him I was naked. I turned to the side as a couple stood just a few feet away. They would have known what I was doing, but I didn’t care; I was very aroused.Once back in our cabin, I stripped to put on my pyjamas. Then knowing Tom would probably keep me waiting now that I had been messing with him, I got my razor, sat naked on the end of the bed, and trimmed my pubes. I had taken a good look outside first, though, as the curtain on the door did not fit properly either. As I worked on my ginger bush, I sensed a movement at the door and thought it was Tom. So I covered myself with the towel and had a look. But there was no one anywhere near our cabin. The nearest people were down at the ablution block, so I returned to the end of the bed and carried on trimming whilst keeping one eye on the door.—-When Tom left the shower block, a towel wrapt around his waist, he caught a glimpse of Bruce backing out of the bushes near the cabin. He knew straight away that the camp proprietor had been perving on Cindy. He had a moment of jealous anger, then found himself getting hard at the thought of a guy watching her. It was almost dark; the twilight was so short at that time of year. Bruce passed him halfway to the cabin, carrying a spade. He said hello to Tom, followed by an explanation that he’d been doing a little gardening. When Tom got to the cabin, he looked around the side from where he had seen Bruce exiting. The lawn ended at the corner, and there was a garden with shrubs all down that side. As he stood there, the light came on, and two shafts of yellow light lit up the bushes. So he walked between the plants towards the window to see if Bruce could have seen anything.The window looked well above his head from the outside, but when he got close, he saw that a bloody great rock had been placed conveniently under it. ‘Why was he not surprised?’ he thought. The dirty bugger had put them in this cabin for a good reason. Stepping up on the rock and peering in, he saw Cindy sitting on the end of the bed, brushing her coppery red hair. She kept glancing to her right, watching out for his return. But she was dressed, wearing her pyjama shorts and a tee shirt.He stepped down and went around to the front door. Cindy turned her misty green eyes on him when he entered the room. Her arousal was evident; all the signs were there, the dreamy bitch in heat look on her face, nipples hard as glass, pointing at him through the thin cotton of her teeshirt. His heart missed a beat; she was eye-catching. He didn’t mean to break the spell, but unthinking, he blurted out, “I saw Bruce hanging around the cabin. He may have been looking in on you.”—-“Oh god!” I cried out, “I’ve been wandering around the cabin in the nude.”I reached for my towel, still lying at the foot of the bed, and covered myself. “No!” Tom said, “Don’t cover yourself; you’re beautiful, and I want him to look at you.””Is he still there?””He isn’t. He scuttled away when he saw me approach.””He might come back,” I said, holding onto the towel Tom was trying to pull off.”Unlikely, anyway, the window is too high for him to see in, and we can keep an eye on the door,” he told me. (The bugger knew full well that Bruce would return). Tom pulled me close, and we started kissing. Within seconds he was Şerifali Escort Bayan playing with my full breasts and pinching my sensitive nipples. I was tense and kept checking the window and door.”Pull the curtains and turn out the light. Then, I’ll feel more comfortable.””No. If he wants to look, let’s give the horny old bastard something to look at.”Tom was rubbing, kissing, and caressing my body all over, trying to get me to relax. I was telling him of my concerns about what Bruce would have seen. “I dropped the robe as soon as I entered the cabin and sat on the bed blowdrying my hair. Oh god! He will have seen me trimming my pubes; how embarrassing.” I moaned.”Admit it. It’s making you wet, thinking about Bruce out there watching you.”I dropped my eyes, “A little.””Well, it’s making me feel fucking sexy thinking about you walking around in the nude with him peeking in the door.”Tom pushed me back on the bed and lay beside me. Propped up on an elbow, he resumed stroking my body, and I could see he was using his peripheral vision to look for any sign of Bruce’s return. What I didn’t understand, then, was why he was also watching the window when he had said it was not possible to see in from there. I slowly relaxed, and when he lowered his hand to stroke between my legs, I opened them to give him access.Tom saw a flicker of movement at the door. I could tell as he looked excited, eased his hand under my pyjama bottoms and slid two fingers into my slit. I let him, as I was getting very excited also and thought that the guy would not be seeing much from the door anyway, as he would be side on to us and Tom was partially obstructing his view. Tom didn’t do much more for a while; unbeknown to me, he was waiting for movement at the window over the bed, which I now considered secure. Finally, he moved into action again, lifting my tee shirt and sucking on a nipple as he fingered me more urgently. After a bit, he urged me to sit up and pulled the tee shirt over my head.The thought of Bruce seeing my tits, if he were at the door watching, had me creaming my pants. So we snuggled back together, and I grabbed his cock. It felt larger than usual; I realised he was just as horny as I was and opened my legs wide for him. I was sopping wet and asked if I should go and get a towel as I was going to make a mess on the bedspread. But he told me, “bugger the bedspread,” and pulled me down nearer the bottom of the bed.”Take your pyjama bottoms off,” he ordered.Wanting to prolong this, I felt so dammed hot I rolled off the bed and turned to face him with my back to the door. Then wiggling my hips seductively, I let the pyjama bottoms slide to the floor. Then, glancing with my peripheral vision towards the door and slightly disappointed at seeing no one there, I started a seductive dance, keeping just out of reach of Tom’s beckoning hands. In a low growl, almost incoherent in his aroused state, Tom ordered me to lie beside him. I didn’t argue, I was ready to be fucked, and I knew he was going to do me real good. So I dropped onto my back beside him and spread my legs wide.(Bruce must have gotten the view of his life, the end of our bed was only a meter from the wall, and if it had been open, he could have almost leaned in and fingered my cunt.)”Pretend Bruce is up at the window watching. How does it make you feel?”I snapped my head up to the window and stared hard to see if anything was there in the blackness of the night. But the shadows the curtains cast on the glass made it difficult to see, but I was pretty sure there wasn’t anyone there.I turned my attention back to Tom, “He’s not there!””You sound disappointed.””A little bit, maybe… No, I’d be mortified if I saw him.”After that, we made love. I came too soon but rolled out from under Tom and gave him a blow job I hoped he would remember forever. It was the first time that I swallowed his cum. I told him this, and he told me I would get plenty more.I got very excited again while blowing Tom. I held my butt up high, spread my legs and wiggled it seductively, imagining the old bastard almost having a heart attack with the view he was getting.Tom stayed hard when he came, and as I was now super excited again, I crawled on top and straddled him. Again, I rode him hard, repositioning myself every few minutes and grinding myself onto his mound. All too soon, I tensed up again as the spasms wracked Escort Şerifali my body, and a second orgasm hit. Afterwards, I got up and moved around the cabin, gathering my bedclothes, damp towel, etc. Then wandered into the bathroom, an aimless journey, but it was exciting to think the guy could be watching us. Tom knew what I was doing and commented, “I’m a very lucky man; I have a budding exhibitionist on my hands. We will have some exciting times in the coming days and years. (Little did I know then just how accurate his observation would be).When we woke in the morning, I felt a little bashful about how brazen and demanding I had acted the night before and was incredulous when Tom told me that Bruce had been up at the window all the time. But, of course, I didn’t believe him. I just thought he was winding me up. So when we left to make breakfast, I was mortified when Tom showed me the rock under the window and the white marks where Bruce had ejaculated all over the wall. I was annoyed that Tom had lied to me the night before. But as we walked, I found myself getting wet, and the memory of our erotic night of lovemaking soon burned away my hurt feelings.After breakfast, we were to go sightseeing. The Nitmiluk Gorge and a swim at the Katherine Hot Springs were on our agenda for the day. We were booked in for a second night at the caravan park. I was both excited and uneasy at the thought of it happening again. Pretending was very exciting, but exposing yourself knowingly was a different matter. A big step that had me worried. So I asked Tom about cancelling our booking and travelling to the next destination. However, Tom pointed out that we should have left before 8:00 that morning if we were to make our next stop, so I reluctantly accepted that we had no option but to stay one more night.The Nitmiluk Gorge took up most of our morning, and we had lunch there. We got to the Hot springs at about 1:00 and decided to spend the rest of the afternoon there. Finding a secluded spot, we laid out our towels, and then, I shocked Tom by shedding my bikini top and lying down on my back to take in some sun. It took Tom a while to speak; he was astounded I had stripped without his having to say anything. And his voice sounded quite strained as he asked me how I was feeling now about spending another night in the cabin.”It has me nervous but excited at the same time. Do you think Bruce will watch us again?” I inquired.”I’m certain he will. I would imagine wild horses would not keep him away.””I keep thinking about last night, and it has me horny. I have to get into the water as I’m getting very wet. And it’s going to show through my bikini bottoms, and that I would be embarrassed about” I rose, walked to the pool, and slid into the water. It was not until I was fully immersed that I remembered I was topless! I could hardly believe I had been so daring, such a massive step in only twenty-four hours. The other people at the springs were a good hundred meters away, but they must have seen that I was topless. I swam around feeling fantastic. The freedom of the water flowing around my naked breast was incredible. When I left the water and walked back to lie by Tom, my loins were all aquiver with warm sensations.When we returned to the cabin, Tom informed me that he had some lingerie for a special occasion and produced a black lacy thong, bra, and suspender belt with black stockings. He laid them on the bed and told me they were all I would wear that night.”What! To dinner and nothing else?” I said, giving him a wicked grin.”You can choose what you want to wear to dinner, but yes. Those are all you will wear when we return to the cabin.”I told Tom I wanted to go into town and get Pizza. Then I stripped off and put on a short skirt, singlet top, and sandals, no bra or knickers. I thought Tom would cum in his pants; he looked so happy.We took a bottle of wine with us, and after we got the Pizza, we took it to the local park and found a table to sit at. Sitting outside with dozens of people walking by, me sans underwear, was a first for us both. My tits were half exposed at the sides, the singlet top being too narrow to contain them properly. And the skirt was so short, I had to keep pulling the front down, or I would take a photo of everyone that walked by. As we sat there consuming our wine, more and more people diverted to our path to have a perv, and I began letting my legs part as some of the better-looking men walked by. I blame the drink for this; I was getting a little tipsy.Tom and I were getting fucking horny. Twilight was approaching, so we decided to return to the holiday park. Also, some young guys had come by a second time and hadn’t disguised their stares or comments.
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