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That day, my friend asked me to take a look at the repairs behind his house, so I took my wife. We had to climb over a wall to get there. On the way back, I went over by myself without paying attention to my wife. Once inside, she sat close to me and kept touching me. She seemed different than usual, and I wondered what was wrong, but didn't think much of it. After we left my friend's house, my wife said that my friend had picked her up, and she felt a strong urge when they touched. She said she really wanted to kiss my friend. I said, "Really? Are you that sensitive?" My wife said, "It's true." So we drove home together. When we got home, my wife hugged me. I touched her and she was soaking wet. I realized she was really horny. I was already itching to have some fun with her when the phone rang. I had to go. As I was about to leave, I saw my wife, still wanting more, wearing only a long top, almost like a dress. I said, "Let's go out like this." "Is this okay?" I said, seeing an opportunity, "No problem, no one will know you're not wearing anything underneath." My wife said, "Then I'll wear stockings, the kind that show your genitals." I had bought her a remote-controlled vibrator a while ago, and she had only used it once at home. I said, "Let's bring it." She agreed, so we set off. After we got in the car, I asked her how it felt. She actually said, "It's cool." The business was quickly finished, and my wife hadn't gotten out of the car. We passed a park by the street, and I suggested we get out and take a look. My wife grabbed her camera and asked me to take some pictures. The park was right by the road, with cars coming and going, and there were quite a few people sitting there enjoying the scenery. I felt a surge of nervousness, as if I was afraid someone would see my wife's secret. She, however, was much calmer than me. "It's okay, who knows I'm not wearing pants?" she said. Sitting on a bench, my wife deliberately lifted her shirt and spread her legs, completely exposing her breasts. I became even more nervous. My wife said, "I'll keep an eye on people, you take the pictures." I quickly grabbed my camera and started snapping photos; the photos in my album were taken there. After taking about a dozen pictures, I became really nervous and didn't dare look at the people around me, constantly feeling like we'd been discovered. I quickly pulled my wife back into the car. My wife said she always wanted to do this and that, but she always messed up at the crucial moment. Actually, I was also still eager to do more, but there were just too many people around. My wife and I discussed finding a less crowded place and finally decided to go hiking. I turned on the vibrator and we set off. Along the way, I asked my wife how it felt. She said it was great, very exciting, and had a sneaky, secretive feel to it. After about half an hour, we reached the foot of the mountain and started climbing. There were groups of tourists along the way, and my wife took a picture every now and then. I was much more relaxed than before. There was a sanitation worker watering the plants, only about three meters away, and my wife's private parts were exposed – it was really exciting! Soon we reached the top of the mountain. There was a huge rock, and we rested for a while. Opposite the rock was a stone table, and my wife posed in various ways to tease me. I went up and kissed her private parts, and I took pictures of her. After playing around for a while, we decided to go check behind the rock. When we went over, I was shocked! There was a man sitting on the hillside behind the rock, and the stone table where we had been playing was completely visible. He must have seen everything. We immediately turned around and left. We walked into a grove of trees, and I pulled my wife inside. I told her that we should have let that guy have sex with her earlier, and she immediately got aroused. I hugged her, kissed her breasts, and she was already soaking wet. I sat on a rock, pulled out my penis, and she sat on top of me. The vibrator in her vagina was still on, giving her a tingling sensation. My wife involuntarily cried out, "Honey, hurry up and fuck me!" We could still see people in the woods, and I was afraid they would see us, so I told my wife we shouldn't do it anymore. We straightened our clothes and started walking down the mountain. My wife said, "I almost had an orgasm earlier. I've been wanting to have sex ever since I saw this slut." The way back was on a highway. I told my wife to "feel it yourself," and she started. A little while later, I heard her moaning. The vibrator inside her was quite thick, almost like a real one. My wife put her legs up on the front seat and started touching her clitoris. I glanced back at her every now and then. Then she put her legs down, squeezed them together, and vigorously moved her hips back and forth, moaning loudly—louder than ever at home. "Ah, ah, ah!" she cried, rubbing her buttocks vigorously. Then she lifted her legs again, exposing her vulva and touching herself. I didn't dare drive too fast; cars were passing by, but my wife didn't care. I said, "Someone saw your vulva." She said, "See?" A little while later, she squeezed her hips together and moved vigorously, moaning even louder. With a few more screams, she climaxed. When we got home, my wife said it was a feeling she'd never experienced before, so comfortable. I couldn't wait to have sex with her; it was truly wonderful. My writing isn't very good, please forgive me, but this is the truth. The photos are from last time.

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