I posted a couple of adventures recently regarding a couple of photo shoots I had a long time ago. On the second shoot we got caught having sex at a stone circle and when we got back to the car I found a note with a phone number and call me on it. You wanted to know what happened next. Well of course I did call the number and it was answered by a very posh sounding lady who when I explained I had found her note asked me if I normally have sex outdoors and that she didn’t expect while walking her dog to come across such activities. I was getting what felt like a lecture and then suddenly she demanded that I meet her to discuss this further. If I didn’t agree she said she would take matters further so I agreed to meet up the following week. So, there I was sitting in this small coffee shop in the middle of nowhere waiting for someone I had never seen and who I expected was going to give me a big lecture. As I sat drinking my coffee a big Range Rover stopped outside the café and this smartly dressed woman in her 40’s got out and came into the café and proceeded to sit down next to me. I got her a coffee and asked her what she wanted to talk about. Well you can imagine my surprise when rather than lecture me she said she wanted the same as she saw that day but somewhere more private. So we exchanged email addresses and over the next few days talked where and when we would meet up. It became clear she was indeed a posh totty who’s husband has a major business which meant he was away from home for weeks at a time. This meant she wasn’t getting sex as often as needed and after watching me at the stone circle went home and as she put it, gave herself a good seeing to with her dildo when she got home. So 2 weeks later I found myself turning off the road and driving down this little farm track to god knows where. Following the instructions she gave me I was told I would eventually come to a clearing beside a stream, and sure enough I did exactly that. It didn’t look like anyone was around but I did see by the stream two chairs and what looked like a picnic hamper. So I sat and waited to see what would happen next. After about 15 minutes I heard this car driving down the road and sure enough it was posh lady in her Range Rover. Out she got and came over and immediately grabbed my crotch whilst planting her lips on mine and gave me a deep long kiss. Well that had an effect along with her hands and as our lips parted she gave my cock one last stroke and said “good it is waiting to get some action”. She went back to the car and got out some ropes and yes the terrible fluffy handcuffs, and asked me to take her to some trees, rip off her top and tie her hands together around a branch on the tree. I didn’t need asking twice and so I out the hand cuffs on and tied them to a branch on the tree so she was standing arms aloft. With a tug the buttons on the blouse she worn popped off and I quickly took her bra off and flung it to the ground, and as I got behind her my hands roughly started to grab at her breasts, which had the stiffest nipples. My hands roamed her body whilst my lips kissed away at her neck. She was telling me to take her as roughly as I wanted and so I quickly pulled down her long flowing skirt to reveal black hold ups and nothing else. My eager hands went straight between her legs and I found the dirty bitch was soaking wet. There was just something about her posh voice telling me to do things to her that got my animal instincts out and I quickly took my clothes off and got behind her, my hard cock guiding itself down her bum cheeks on its way down towards her honey pot. No finesse just a quick push and it was parting the lips of her pussy and sliding inside this posh tart. The dirty bitch was pushing back wanting more and more and before long I was into a steady rhythm as my body slapped away against her arse. She was talking dirty asking me if I felt how wet she was, how much she had been turned on watching me at the stone circle and had longed for the day when she would be getting the same. I would have loved to say the little tantric training I had kicked in and we spend the next few hours locked together, but afraid not. The lust just took over and before too long as I felt her gushing cum over my cock I felt the sap rising and with an huge roar I rammed in as hard as I could and let my cum explode deep inside this posh tarts pussy. As I pulled out I could see the white gobs of my cum running down her legs. I released the ropes and took off the cuffs and we both flopped down on the grass together. As we got our breath back she told me that she had made a picnic and brought some champagne in the hamper and after we had recovered she went and laid out a lovely little picnic. The next few hour were spent eating, drinking and exploring each others bodies before she said time to pack up and head our separate ways. I didn’t hear from her again for 3 weeks before out of the blue she emailed me saying same place same time. Over the next few months we would meet regularly at “our spot”, and as months turned into years I was invited over to the big house where the challenge was to make love in every room. I did meet her husband and we all became friends and continued to enjoy my posh tart from time to time. Eventually her husband sold his business and they moved down to Devon where he retired. I keep being asked to come down for a visit so many one day I just might make the long journey down. After all she tells me that have 12 rooms in the new big house that needs christened.