Not too long ago, my husband and I decided to go to a nice scenic location up near the Blue Mountains in Sydney. This particular spot had a beautiful view of the mountains and valley. As it was a warm day, I wore a lilac button up crop top with spaghetti straps and a blue skater like mini skirt. The crop top had three large buttons and stopped at my belly button. The skirt stopped about two inches below my ass. No bra or panties.

The lookout was beautiful with an amazing view of the mountains. After a few "normal" photos, we decided to wander down a little bush path and found ourselves under the lookout. The lookout jutted out and we were under that area that stuck out.

My husband had me take my boobs out for some pictures. Easy enough, all I had to do was undo two buttons and they popped right out. It was pretty exciting because I could hear people at the top of the lookout but they couldn't see me.

After some introductory flashing pictures, my husband suggested I strip down naked for some pictures. I couldn't believe him! There were people just above us that could come down any minute and catch us.

I said no but he was persuasive. There was a concrete structure (or at least the remnants of one) which offered some degree of seclusion. I stepped inside the structure and from there, I was mostly covered. Nervously, I stripped. It wasn't hard to get naked since I was only wearing two items of clothing.

"Ok, quick", i said nervously as I posed for him. My husband had a huge smile on his face as he took out his phone and had me pose in different positions.

"Move forward to between these pillars", he suggested.

"No way, then anyone coming down the path can see".

By stepping forward, I would lose the protection of the walls of the cave. I would be right in eyesight of anyone who walked down the 20 or 30 second path from the lookout to this area.

I don't know why I protested. He and I knew I was going to do it, and I did. I moved forward and stood at the entrance of the cave area in between the two brick pillars.

I was suddenly move aware of my nakedness than ever before. Here I was, wearing only my sneakers, the sun beating down on me, the breeze blowing over my naked body, my heart thumping in my chest...and my pussy getting moist. I couldn't control it. The feeling was exhilarating. I was terrified of being caught, but it was exactly this fear that had my pussy on overdrive.

I posed front on, then turned to the side, leaning against the pillar with my arms folded above my head and chest out. Next, I turned around, leaned forward, lent against the wall and stuck my ass out. My husband couldn't stop complimenting my body as he knelt down and took pictures of my ass. With every passing compliment, I couldn't help but get more wet.

"Ok, now spread your ass a little for me".

Not only was my back to the path now so I wouldn't be able to see if someone rounded the corner, but he wanted me to get in such an exposed position? Even as these thoughts ran through my mind, I knew I wanted to expose myself like this and my hands instinctively went to the bottom of my ass and spread. I couldn't believe how wet I was as I could feel my juices as I spread my cheeks and my pussy lips parted slightly. I was so embarrassed but also incredibly turned on, not only at the thought of exposing myself like this but the thought of being caught by someone as I exposed myself in such an explicit way.

A few more shots and we were done. Incredibly proud of myself, I put on my top and skirt and got ready to leave when my husband suggested I sit on the brick ledge and masturabe (later he told me he knew how horny i was because he could see my wetness as he took the pictures).

Now, I'm terrible at masturbating. I hardly ever did it. The first time I did was on Skype with my husband when we were doing long distance. I was 22 or so at that time. Since then, I barely needed to masturbate as he was always there if I needed to cum. That being said, I knew he loved to watch me play with myself, even if I rarely came from my own fingers.

I sat on the ledge, making sure to put my skirt under my ass so I wasn't sitting bare assed on the bricks. I then nervously spread my legs. My husband immediately took out his phone and started recording, alternating between watching me and panning the scenery to make sure to see how exposed I was. I knew he was going to send the videos to some of our friends and the thought of them watching me playing with my wet pussy made me self conscious, but also, incredibly horny.

"You look so hot baby...take your tits out so everyone can see", my husband instructed. One strap had already falled off my shoulder and exposed my left boob. I undid the buttons and the top popped open. I cupped both boobs, squeezing and massaging them for a few moments. I made sure to smile so that everyone that watched knew how excited I was.

I used my right hand to tease my lips. First rubbing in a circular motion to the right, then using two fingers to massage either side of my clit. I could only tease myself for a few seconds before I started recently rubbing above my clit, just grazing it as I massaged myself. Looking back at the video my husband took, I was leaning back, pussy angled forward, moaning with a massive smile on my face. For the next 30 seconds, I moaned as I played with my clit. I was rubbing it pretty hard and fast, trying to cum as quickly as possible.

As I started getting close to an orgasm, my smile disappeared and you can tell that I'm concentrating on trying to cum. I just kept moaning "ooooooh" and "fuck" as I rubbed my clit furiously. Every so often, I looked to my left to make sure that no one rounded the corner. The excitement, the nerves, my husbands compliments about how sexy I looked and how crazy this was and the thought that some of our friends would be watching this video drove me wild. Every time I closed my eyes, it just emphasised how exposed I was. The thought of being caught was so hot, but my nerves would get the better of me and force me to open my eyes every so often. That being said, I kept my legs spread and continued to rub my clit as my orgasm built and built.

"Ooooh yes...fuck...fuck...yes", I moaned as my orgasm was building.

"Are you cumming", my husband asked as I threw my head back. I shook my head...but I was so close!

I kept rubbing and within a few seconds, I started cumming. My body convulsed and I almost closee my legs shut, but I continued rubbing as I moaned that I was cumming.

It was at that point, a few seconds into my orgasm that I heard my husband, "someone's coming". Those words brought be back to reality.

"Nooooooo", I screamed in my head. I had just started cumming and hadn't finished yet. Despite this, I stopped rubbing my clit and quickly started buttoning my top. In the video, my husband pans to the right and you can clearly see an older couple had rounded the corner and lucky for us, stopped to admire the view. If they looked to their right, they would have caught my frantically trying to button up my top and make myself look presentable.

It was such a wild, exciting experience, I want to go do back to the same location this summer to recreate it.