Outdoor masturbation

[SteelyDon]

I fantasise about this too. I stumble on someone masturbating in the great outdoors and am able to watch and play with myself for a while before making myself known and we finish off together. However the chances of it happening by accident, that two people go to masturbate in the same remote spot at the same time seem vanishingly small. I'd be up for some role play if there's anyone in my area with the same idea. Send me a PM.

[hard-curve]

A school friend and I used to ride our bikes out to an old abandoned mill. There was a big old tree with two large branches that formed a natural bench over the stream. We'd sit on that and jerk off into the water.

Later in life I recall hiking into a lake side camp site, 3 miles from the road and setting up camp. As far as i could tell, there was no one around for miles. It was mid afternoon.I stripped and took a swim, then stretched out on a large flat boulder by the water. For an hour I teased myself to the edge of orgasm over and over until I cried out and spurted semen all over my chest and abs. I took another quick swim to clean off and cool down. I stayed there a couple of days, only putting on clothes in the evening because of the bugs. Jerked off several more times; lying down, standing or kneeling, joyously pumping jism on my self and/or on the ground. I saw no one except for a couple of canoeists who very nearly caught me naked and convulsed in orgasm. Instead they caught me as i was toweling down after my post jerk-off swim.

[willeeum78]

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[loveyanking]

I know what you mean about cum just going everywhere when I don't have to worry about where it goes it just flies everywhere while I'm still stroking!!! Love it.

[SteelyDon]

Went for a drive to a remote spot earlier today. I started stroking in the car until I was good and hard. Then I slipped my trousers off altogether and got out and wandered around for a few minutes still pumping my cock until I exploded over the scenery. Love that feeling of freedom being able shoot my cum all around without having to clean up after

Took a few pics too. PM if you'd like to see.

[jaybee2000]

When we were out walking in the countryside one day my wife said she needed to pee. We found a spot between a wall and some bushes and my wife asked me to stay close in case someone came along. She squatted down and pulled her pants down ready to pee. It was a hot day and the idea of my wife peeing in public was making me feel horny. Then when I saw her pee gushing out I couldn't resist undoing my trousers and pulling out my cock which was starting to get erect. My wife assumed I was also going to have a pee and didn't immediately notice that my cock was hard. While she was still peeing, though, I began to masturbate in front of her. When she looked up and saw me wanking off she was somewhat shocked but all she said was "I didn't expect you to be doing that, you naughty boy". I told her the situation had got me turned on and I was now desperate to cum. She said she was flattered that I was playing with myself while watching her pee and she chose to stay squatting down with her pants pulled down while I finished the job. I felt myself starting to cum and I held my erect cock towards her as my semen shot out onto the ground where she had just peed. So we both relieved ourselves outdoors that day but in different ways.

[fuzzyt]

One of favorite things is masturbating outside, and the higher the level of “the danger of getting caught,” the higher the "level of pleasure" is when I finally cum. I often stand behind the door of my truck, in a large parking lot, pull my pants down to expose my ass and stroke one off. I regularly stop along the trail, while hiking, pull my hiking shorts to my ankles, sit on a big rock or tree stump, and pump until I squirt. I’ve even stripped all my clothes off while hiking, and stood in the middle of the trail while jacking off, all the while hoping another hiker would happen along.

One of my favorite accomplishments was one night at a 27-hole golf course, near my home, where I played almost every day (played golf that is!) It was a full moon by the time I arrived at the parking lot around midnight. I stripped off all my clothes and laid them on the seat of my truck. All I left on was my little "no-see" socks and my walking shoes. Then, without any means to “cover up” if someone were to spot me, I walked all 27 holes completely nude! In one hand I carried a small flashlight to keep from stepping in a hole; the other hand carried a small notebook filled with my favorite wanking pictures. The flashlight came in handy, not only to light my way, but to shed light on my porn and my cock whenever I stopped at the lightning shelters and benches throughout the course, where I would pump myself to the edge before continuing on to the next hole.

I walked from each tee box, right down the middle of the fairways and onto each green. A few holes required me to cross the neighborhood streets and I always stopped right out in the middle of the street to stroke my boner a few times. The cool night air was exhilarating and kept my nut sack tight and my cock standing at attention for the entire three hours it took to walk the more than 7 miles.

It's always thrilling enough just to be exposed outside, but to be as far as 3 1/2 miles from your vehicle, with nothing but a flashlight and a small notebook, brings the risk factor up to a completely new level. There were plenty of lights on in the homes so there was a high chance that at least one person along my hike was either looking out their windows or maybe sitting on their patio as I walked by. I'm sure that beam of light from my little flashlight would have been enough to draw attention to me.

Walking out under the light of the street lamps, as I crossed a few streets, also made my heart rate increase. After walking to the end of the 27th hole, and before heading back, there was a cul-de-sac with homes all around it. My "need" for the thrill was to walk around the sidewalk in front of the homes, but it was a big risk. But, as all you "exhibitional" masturbators know, the feeling of a fully erect cock, standing straight out for all to see, usually has the power to overshadow any sane reasoning that we have. So, you guessed it, I started stroking with over exaggerated arm movements and walked SLOWLY around that cul-de-sac. Then to heighten my level of excitement, I walked right out into the middle of the cul-de-sac, spread my stance and arched my back. With a few pulls up and down, and over the top, I ejaculated into the night air as an intense orgasm swept over my body and almost brought me to my knees.

From there, I retraced my steps around the cul-de-sac again and started on the return hike back to my truck. Over the course of the next hour and a half, my balls rejuvenated with semen and my cock swelled back to its fullness. By the time I reached that first tee box, I had edged at a few benches and even let a little cum "accidently" ooze out at a lightning shack. Now, roughly 3 in the morning, I sat on the edge of that last bench, and once again opened up my little notebook to my favorite photos of bare legs and high heels. Placing my flashlight so it was shining across the pictures and lighting up my body, I spread my legs wide and lubed up my left thumb with as much saliva as I could produce and slid it up my ass. Rocking that thumb back and forth against my prostate, I rubbed the slick precum that I was producing all over the head of my cock and started pumping and massaging with full, slow strokes. After a few more trips to the edge of the cliff, I couldn't resist any longer and with my thumb still working my prostate, I jacked my cock to a second mind-blowing orgasm and squirted my cum to a new distance record!

Then, without a care in the world, I calmly walked back through the clubhouse area and out to my truck that was waiting in the parking lot. Living only a couple of miles away, I didn’t' bother with getting dressed. I just crawled in and drove home. By the time I pulled into my driveway, I was already getting hard again. So I walked into my house, still will no clothes on, turned on my 60" HDTV and plugged in the cables to project my laptop onto the big screen. Then with videos of my favorite girls rubbing themselves to screaming orgasms, I took my Hitachi wand, laid my now fully erect cock across it and pressed the bottom side of the flared helmet hard against the vibrating ball. It didn't take long for that wand to drain all of the remaining semen from my much used tool. The wand always produces an orgasm with totally different sensations than those by hand, or pussy, so my night was complete after having three different flavors of satisfaction!

Now, like usual, my cock has grown hard just from reliving this outing and my mind is producing a few ideas of where I might make a moonlight stroll tonight. Let's see...there's the neighborhood bike path, the sidewalk around the park, the lake at the end of the street...options, options!

[fuzzyt]

(Also posted under "Jacking Off in Public" because this was both public and outside)

So…I just returned from a public masturbation outing and thought I would share my experience with those of you who are like me; you get off on making yourself cum while reading about someone else doing it!

It had been three long days since my last jack-off session. Over the past few days it seemed like every time I wanted to play with my penis, until it squirted, something came up that prevented it. Well, this morning when I woke up I was determined to rub one out; and with all of the build-up from my short hiatus, I was looking forward to it being one of the "epic" ones. Being home alone made it easy for me to just leave my underwear next to the bed, walk bare-assed into the living room and sit down next to my laptop. But, as I started to open up some of my favorite picture files, that "oh so familiar" itch started poking me in my loins. You know the one; the one that says, "This would feel SO MUCH better if you did this in a public place!"

After that thought, I started thinking of places that I liked to go when I got these temptations. Now, I’m not a full-on exhibitionist who goes in for blatant indecent exposure, but if someone happens to catch a glimpse of my cock (or nakedness), it’s not such a bad thing. If their “glimpse” happens to include me stroking my HARD cock, so much the better; at least for me! And…if they just happen to catch me at that wondrous moment, when cum is spewing from the end of my swollen penis, well…there just isn’t much of a more splendid thing!

Anyways...after a few minutes of this enticement, I finally gave in and pulled on a pair of short pants. Wearing only a tee shirt, shorts with no underwear, and flip flops, I jumped into my truck, along with my “specially” prepared notebook binder, and set out for the lake which is about 3 miles from my house. It’s a public lake and has a concrete sidewalk all the way around its near mile and a half perimeter. There are generally a few people fishing along the two longer shores during the afternoon and evening, but early morning is usually quiet with only a few people walking or jogging around the loop. The fishing areas also have picnic tables and lots of shade, and I’ve spent many times there in the past with my pants open. It’s a great place to relax and study; at least that’s what I pretend to be doing when people walk by on the sidewalk and my notebook is opened up on the picnic table. Of course, underneath the tabletop, my hand is slowly stroking a nice hard one!

I have had a couple of close calls while at the picnic tables. One day a family passed by. The parents were walking and their three kids were riding bikes. I always keep my back to the path so I can just tuck my cock down and lay my hand in my lap when someone walks by. This way there’s not too much chance of exposure. However, that day the kids decided to ride figure-eight patterns around the three tables. This brought the parents to a halt and put the kids up close and coming from all directions. Not wanting the kids to start shouting “Pedophile” and then receive a beat-down from an anger-ravaged Mother, I kept my weasel covered up with my right hand, turned my notebook to the “safety” pages and pretended to continue “studying.” I have to be honest though, I can’t deny that I didn’t give my cock a few squeezes given the circumstances. Usually though, when it’s adults or teenaged girls, I just direct my cock under the table and keep right on stroking it in hopes that they will figure out what I’m doing and get a little twinge in their pussies. I love it when I see them whispering and looking back at me after they pass by!

The other close call, while in the picnic area, was in the late afternoon right before sundown. A young couple, probably in their mid to late 20’s, came into my view right as I was massaging in a fresh leakage of precum. As I tried to push my cock down it escaped my grip because of the “super slick” lubrication. I was barely able to get my cock below the table before they passed by. However, I didn’t have time to turn the pages of my special notebook to the chapter on Investing in a Hostile Economy! I’m sure they had to have seen the full page blowups of some really hot bare legs, coming out of short-shorts, with sexy strappy-red-heels on some luscious feet!

They walked on down to the water’s edge and stood holding hands and “whispering.” When the young woman snuck a peak over her shoulder, my cock jumped and my right hand went to work. After she looked away, and whispered something else to her companion, I pulled my cock from between my legs and started to stroke it under the table. It was still slick with precum and pulsating in my palm as I massaged the head with a rolling motion. Knowing that this couple knew EXACTLY what I had been doing, or was doing, brought me to the edge within a few seconds. Stopping, only once to enjoy the sensation, I didn’t waste any time before restarting the motion. Changing my grip to the classic “thumb and forefinger” method, I stroked in slow motion and tried to use my core muscles to fend off the inevitable; this ALWAYS heightens my pleasure. When the cum exploded from my mini-mouth, my feet slipped in the gravel below the table and drew a glance from the curious young woman. I didn’t try to “pretend” any longer. Even though she couldn’t see my cock, which was still under the cover of the table top, she could certainly see that my upper arm muscles were moving in a constant rhythm. I just smiled at her as my semen finished flowing from my body. She gave me a quick smile back before turning her attention back to the lake and having a long “whisper” with her mate.

My guess is, that’s when they started to feel uncomfortable, or maybe they were hoping to catch a glimpse of the waning action. Or possibly, I had inspired them to go somewhere and masturbate for each other! Whatever the reason, they turned and walked past me. As they passed by I noticed they were both looking down at my “study material” as well as my lap. When they saw that I had seen them looking, they both gave me an awkward smile and the guy said, “Have a Good One!” Boy that was an understatement! I never heard anything more or had any repercussions from the incident. For the most part, that’s the general reaction when someone “catches me” in the act; usually smiles of all shapes and sizes but a few times I’ve gotten that “scolding” look from the Grandmas. And yes, there’s been a few times when the onlooker “discovered me” at the “moment of truth” and just stopped in their tracks and watched the event unfold; or rather, squirt out. That’s pretty much what happened earlier today.

At the far ends of the lake, there are a couple of benches where one can stop to take a breather while watching the birds, sunrise or sunset. That was my planned destination today; I’ve masturbated on many occasion while sitting at these benches and “reviewing” my lecture notes. My favorite bench is situated in a fairly strategic location. It’s far enough from the fishing/picnic areas, that one would need binoculars or a zoom lens to be able to discern that my cock was pretending to be a flag pole. The bench is just a few feet off the path. To my left, the view is clear for about 100 yards, so I have ample time to put my dick back in my pants. Granted, when I’m fully erect, my cock could easily been seen from that distance; but most people don’t notice me right away so there’s no rush to push my cock back in my pants, zip up, turn the page and start reading. And, sometimes I just don’t bother. I just push my cock down and place my trusty notebook in my lap.

To my right, only about 30 yards away, the path curves as it turns to follow the lake. There are lots of trees there but since I don’t have to pay much attention to the other direction, I can focus my senses on the right and usually can hear someone talking or dragging their feet immediately before they turn the corner and break clear of the trees. This is a calculated spot for “accidental” discovery. I like it because I usually only have a few seconds to “cover-up” before being seen. I must say though, of all the places that I’ve masturbated, this is the one spot where I have chalked up the most times of “genital exposure” and definitely has a few marks in the column of “saw my cum squirting!” When this happens, I figure I’ve already been seen so why bother with covering up? Like I said before, people just don’t seem to care or want to get involved; or maybe they get turned on and go somewhere themselves and masturbate.

Whatever the reason, luck has probably had a lot to do with the fact that I haven’t been arrested. But YOU understand; you do the same sort of stuff or you wouldn’t be reading this! You know how it is to reach that point where you don’t care about getting caught. Masturbation is like any addiction – the pleasurable feeling is worth the risk; when those delightful sensations start pulsing through our nervous system and making our muscles twitch, we stop at nothing! Pants move from just being unzipped to being opened and folded back. Then they just have to come off of our ass. But that position usually doesn’t last very long before those same pants need to be pushed to our knees, and finally, they fall around our ankles so we can spread our knees, fondle our balls and stroke with no restrictions!

By the time I reached my favorite bench this morning, my cock was already sticking out of my fly and being stroked by my hand. You see, the parking lot at the lake is at the other end so it’s about a ¾ mile walk to that bench. There weren’t any other cars in the lot when I arrived so I didn’t figure there were any fishermen out yet. Not seeing anyone on the path ahead of me, and not really caring if there were, I pulled my cock out, almost as soon as I stepped from my truck, and started to gently pump it while I walked. I was holding my notebook open and out in front of me for a little added incentive. When I reached the bench I was ready to open up my pants for better access. But, seeing as how I hadn’t seen any other souls, I decided to pull my short pants down a little so I could sit bare-assed on the bench. It was probably less than a minute and those “risk enhancement” feelings were creeping through my veins; I tugged my shorts to just above my knees. Figuring this was a safe enough position, I continued with the fondling. Even if I heard someone around the corner, I still would have time to pull my pants part of the way up to cover my upper thighs. Of course, my ass was totally visible through the back of the bench but I could live with that. But my plans fell all apart. Once my sperm started to boil in my testicles, my pants just “needed” to find their way down to my ankles so I could spread my knees and cup my balls. With that familiar ache starting to pulsate in my engorged shaft, I decided, or my addiction decided, that I was going to carry this all the way through, no matter what! And, having made the commitment to masturbate to orgasm, even if there was a choir watching me, I decided what the heck!

After kicking off my flip flops, I pulled my shorts over my bare feet; and after pulling out the small tube of Vaseline, that I always carry in my pocket, I laid them on the bench next to me. So, with shorts to one side and my notebook open on the other, I spread my legs wide, squeezed some lubricant onto the head of my cock and commenced with the task at hand. After a few rotations of my slicked up hand, around the swollen, pink helmet of my circumcised penis, the desire for MORE kept edging me on. I guess it was the build-up from the last few days, that was driving this uncontrollable urge, but I was so turned on that I just couldn’t get enough. However, I didn’t want it to end just yet. My whole being started to tremble and at that point I think my body just took control over my mind. Pulling my tee shirt over my head, I laid it on my shorts and began to flick my right nipple with my left hand while I continued pulling on my cock. The next thing I knew, I had stopped tweaking my nipple and was lubing up my left thumb with Vaseline and inching forward to the edge of the bench. Reaching down, between my legs, with my left hand, I slowly inserted my thumb into my ass as far as it would go and started bumping my prostate glands. Wow…what a rush that was! I was sitting completely naked, out in the open, on a bench next to a public sidewalk with my thumb up my ass while stroking one of the hardest boners I had ever had. IT FELT AWESOME!

The more I bumped and stroked, the closer I got to orgasm. When I flipped my right hand up-side-down and started pulling and rotating at the same time, a generous amount of precum oozed out and got all mixed up with the Vaseline. The nerve endings in the head of my cock were on fire! I stopped all movement, just short of ejaculation, and tightened every muscle in my body to hold back the orgasm which was fighting to get out. After about 15 seconds of stillness, I started a slow stroking motion while I vigorously massaged my prostate until I reached the edge for a second time. This time, when I started up again, I didn’t move the thumb in my ass but used a very light finger-thumb grip to vibrate my cock rapidly up and down until I thought I was going to explode. Switching back and forth between these two techniques, I was able to bring myself to the edge three more times.

All of a sudden, while I was holding my breath and fighting with all my might to stave off orgasm at my sixth trip to the edge of the cliff, I heard a gasp of surprise. I had gotten so caught up in the moment that I had failed to hear the approaching morning walkers. Upon hearing the gasp, I shot a glance over my right shoulder and discovered three teenaged girls, probably juniors or seniors in high school, had just come around the corner and walked past the cover of the trees to discover a naked man, masturbating and thumbing his ass. They had all three frozen in their steps! I don’t think they knew what to do; turn around and go the other way, run past and keep running all the way to the police station, or stand there and watch.

You know as well as I do that there was really no decision to be made on their parts. You KNOW they wanted to see what was about to happen, even if they pretended not to. Besides, it was too late and there was absolutely nothing I could do at this point but to finish what I had started. The appearance of the girls, all standing there in short-shorts and tank tops, along with the gigantic thrill of “getting caught,” sent me to the moon! I IMMEDIATELY started the fast vibration technique and the prostate massage at the same time. Cum blew out of the end of my cock and flew a good three feet into the tall grass in front of me. Because I was shaking my cock so fast, the thick white semen splattered on my legs, my forearms, my chest and my cheek.

When the bulk of my cum had ejaculated, I pulled my thumb free and pressed my left middle and ring fingers hard on the cum-tube below my balls and pushed the cum that was stranded there up the tube until it ran out and spilled over down the side of my cock. Then I looked over at the girls and smiled while I pulled down hard at the base of my shaft and held the skin tight as my cock continued to pulsate to completion. The girls seemed to be mesmerized while standing there with their big doe eyes! They seemed to be getting an education. Maybe I have a future as a high school sex education teacher! Regardless, there were a few hard nipples poking through those thin tank tops.

When my cock finally stopped pulsating, I milked all of the remaining droplets of my sperm from my still swollen cock. Then I turned and smiled at the girls again as I gave myself a few more finishing strokes. The girls were cool about everything. They just smiled at me and quietly continued their walk. However, once they were past me, and I couldn’t see their faces any longer, I heard a bunch of giggling as one of them said, “Can you believe that?!”

At that point, I didn’t want to press my luck so I just stood up and got dressed like it was the normal thing to do. Now, I’m sitting at home working on my second orgasm of the day. My cock has been steadily drooling precum while I’ve been telling you about my morning adventure. It’s time now to get down to business and give this monster what it’s asking for. How has your day been?

[jimmyL55]

I started doing outdoor masturbation when I was a teen. The excitement of possibly getting caught and just exposing myself outdoors always led to great climaxes. I used to do it quite regularly, but don't have much of a chance these days. However, my wife and I rent a beach house that has an enclosed outdoor shower. I find it's a great place to masturbate. Sometimes there will be women walking by chatting, while I'm in the shower stroking my cock. Very pleasant.

And the experience by the person who was outdoors with his wife who had to pee, reminds me of a similar situation. My wife and I also like to hike and both of us have to pee sometimes, while on the trail. However, when I have to pee, my wife likes to hold my cock while I do it. The first time it happened, I just indulged her curiosity. But the 2nd time it occurred I began to get an erection, which started to reduce the flow of pee. My wife asked me what was going on and I explained how the erection can impede the flow. By now, I had a full erection. She also called me a "naughty boy..." I asked for some assistance and she proceeded to jerk me off on the trail. Wonderful experience. We've done it a few more times since then....

[fm18]

i dont masturbate outside but i do cut the grass in my panties. LOL

[loveyanking]

I finally made it outdoors in my back yard to masturbate again the first time in years. It was a cool night in early fall and I got up to go at about 2:30 AM and when I went back to bed I started thinking about when I used to go outdoors and masturbate and how exciting it was and I started to get an erection. When it was clear I wasn't going to go back to sleep until I masturbated I decided to try and go outside so I went to the cellar and took off my T shirt and shorts, the anticipation was so exciting It made me almost completely erect all it took was to open the door and step out to make me completely hard. I started stroking lightly and walked to a spot where I couldn't be seen and started stroking harder until I was close to orgasm and tried to edge but I knew I was going to blow my load so I stroked faster, I was so excited that I actually squirted my cum then I just played with my cock until I was soft then went inside. It is to cold to try it again but now I can't wait till spring !! I love to masturbate so much and outdoors is very exciting.

[strokethrust]

I've had a very intense few days masturbating here while my wife is away for the week...My God! Left to my own devices I can really get down and dirty when I want to be wonton... Anyway I'm enjoying it while I can and reading some of the horny stories here helped me cum big more then once lol.
So after a marathon masturbation (on and off for almost 24 hrs) session with some serious edging but no cumming...I took a long walk around the park.
Needless to say less then half way around the park I felt my cock aching deeply for some more stroking and bloody quick too! So I took a little detour off onto a small track leading to trees and bush until I reached a little covered area with dense bushes. I could still see out but still pretty well covered....I hoped! Looked like others may have cum here to masturbate too. So I dropped my pants (no undies on) and out came my half hard and smooth freshly shaved cock (which is looking sexy hell if I may say myself)...Another quick look around to see the coast was clear and I was off and racing! Pumping my horny dick which, as I said looks so fuckin hot after a good shave, I'm so turned on standing with my cock out in a public park...people off in the distance. I had to stop after only a few minutes but it was some sweet smooth stroking (I really didn't need to get caught) and then I "packed up" my swollen penis and headed along my way with a horny buzz all the way home where I continued stroking to a massive cum...But fuck it felt good to take my favourite hobby outside the house again after so long mmmm

[SteelyDon]

Sounds like fun Strokethrust. I'd like to have been there stroking along with you.

[strokethrust]

Sounds like fun Strokethrust. I'd like to have been there stroking along with you.

That does sound like fun steelydon

[mircsta]

most memorable was a camping trip when i was younger after i saw my mom's friend climb out of her tent topless with no bra early one morning.