Real Introduction to Dogging

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Real Introduction to DoggingSome will of course doubt what I am about to share but that’s their choice. What I’ve found funny is that I was introduced to dogging years before I knew there was a term for it or that it was something people other than myself had done. I live in a rural, not so big town in Canada. I am married and this happened at a time I was involved with a man who was also married. Unlike what you see in the movies, we didn’t meet at hotels or motels or even each other’s houses. Both of us were quite paranoid about someone we knew seeing us coming or going. What we did do was meet at parks and other outdoor places where if someone saw either of us we could say we were just out for a walk and if they happened to see us together we could say we just ran into each other.I will say that it wasn’t like we were in love or felt drawn to each other or anything like that. It was more like we had come across each other, both of us wanted someone other than our partner and there was a comfort or trust in a way. It might sound impersonal but if anything it felt easy and convenient. Romantic eh? When it started it was exciting and an escape from our normal day to day lives. Worrying about being seen or found out. It felt dangerous and exciting. The thing is after a while it started to lose its bornova escort edge and I was trying to think of how to make it come to an end. I still met with him but I made more excuses so it happened less and less often. I should have just said something but in a way i felt I’d miss it if I just went back to life as usual. It was during this time something happened that changed everything.We had met in a park and found a spot at the top of the cutbanks. It was heavily wooded but had lookout spots where you could look out over our town. There had been no other cars in the parking lot so we were pretty brave. We had stopped at one of the lookout spots and he had dropped his shorts. It was something we’d done many times and I’d found taking of my shorts completely kept them from getting dirt and twigs in them. It was kinda like a bench so he was sitting on it and I was sitting on him. He was facing the woods and I was facing the city. During the experience, he took off my top, so there I was fully naked on top of him. It always made me uncomfortable being so exposed but we’d been in similar positions a number of times. At a point, I noticed he just seemed more into it than he had been in a while. It’s hard to explain but he just seemed more excited. It felt like it had alsancak escort when it was all new to usThe thing was, when he finished and I went to get off of him, he held me tight and said not to move. I thought he wanted to go a 2nd time but that’s when he told me we had an audience. I didn’t know what to do so I just froze. My mind instantly went to “oh we’ve been caught, police on their way, we will be in the paper, life is over”. I didn’t know what to do so I just closed my eyes and wished for it all to just “go away”. I’m not sure how long we were like that but at a point I could hear him coming closer, the sound of the gravel crunching on the trail. The only thing I could think of doing was burying my head in his neck in an attempt to keep my face covered.It was quiet for a while. Eventually, the guy who was watching us started to talk, mostly about how sexy he thought I was and how great I looked fucking. It was then I realized my friend was getting hard again. He hadn’t gone completely soft and was still inside me. He got hard, I hid my face and the two of them had a conversation about me like I wasn’t there. At a point he grabbed my hips and tried moving me on him. I didn’t know what to do so I did nothing. My friend tried to reassure me everything was ok and escort izmir to just go along with things.The other man touched me. Lightly. My shoulders at first and then my back. Eventually, he touched my ass and then worked his way up to the sides of my breasts. I knew he was very close at times because I could feel his breath on parts of my body. At a point he grabbed my ass, my hips, my legs and tried to thrust me onto my friend. I kept my face hidden through it all. At the time, I’ll admit I wasn’t turned on, I was freaked out. I just wanted it to be over. My friend did end up coming a 2nd time. Was kinda an awkward silence after that. My friend then told the guy we were done and that he should go. He said thanks and then I heard him walking away. My friend told me when he was gone and I got dressed.On the way back to the parking lot we talked about what had happened. I was still worried the police we on their way. He assured me we had nothing to worry about. If anything the guy who saw us would be masturbating thinking of us for months or years. That he’d never forget us and if anything, he would be wishing he’d been in my friends place.It took some time after that happened for my friend to admit to me that that particular park had a reputation, one I’d never heard of. He explained that gay and bi men went there to meet. He also explained that some couples went thre to show off or have others join them. What I now know of as dogging but at the time had never heard of.It opened a new chapter for us. Sometimes we were watched, sometimes touched and sometimes more.

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