Cliff top views


After the long drudge through the storms and miserable weather of January and February, yesterday was one of those bright, early spring days that help lift the soul. The sun was shining, birds were singing and there was some genuine warmth in the sunshine. Since it was such a nice day, Master C and I took a drive from our village to the nearby coastal trail.

The trail goes through some wooded stretches, passes a pretty impressive waterfall, but mostly follows a gently undulating path along the cliff-tops. It’s one of our favourite short(ish) walking routes, looking out over the Forth of Clyde across towards Arran. After parking up, we followed the path for about 3½ miles until we reached the viewpoint we were aiming for. From here, on a clear day like yesterday, you can look to the southwest and see the coast of Northern Ireland. You can, conveniently, see for about half a mile along the path in both directions. During the summer, and the school holidays, the path would be teeming with walkers; individually, couples, families, the occasional runner, but yesterday we met two dog walkers on our way to the view point and, apart from the hum of the traffic from a fairly busy main road about 500m behind us, and a couple of fishing boats that we could make out in the Forth, we could have been the only people in the world. What came next, was probably inevitable.

“If I brace myself against the wall, you could fuck me from behind,” I observed.

While we may, just about have been visible from the road I mentioned, it wasn’t actually a clear view and given the speed the cars were doing as the zipped along, it was doubtful that anyone would actually notice anything more than what looked like two people looking out over the cliffs.

Master C flashed me a smile. “Good girl,” He said, “Now, drop them!”

I wriggled my jeans and knickers down to my ankles and supported myself against the wall. Master C ran His fingers up the inside of my thighs and between the folds of my cunt, sliding them back and forth. I was amazed how wet I was and, when He occasionally forced His fingers into my cunt, I felt myself on the verge of orgasm already.

Master C paused, and lifted His fingers to my mouth. I took them between my lips and licked my juices from them, savouring the taste of myself. His fingers returned to my cunt. Distracted, I kept a watch as best I could for anyone coming towards us along the path; thankfully there was still no one.

Fingers of one hand in my cunt, the other hand up my top, squeezing my boobs, Master C tormented me relentlessly, mercilessly. I was loving the attention of His fingers, but I’d suggested a fuck, because I really wanted a fuck; to have His cock inside me. Every moment He denied me increased the risk of some walker, runner, or cyclist appearing and depriving me of what I wanted so much.

“Come first, then I’ll fuck you,” Master C breathed into my ear.

I didn’t really need to be told twice. I pushed my hips back, increasing the pressure of Master C’s finger against my clit, and let go; a long moan released from deep inside me.

Fingers gone; the head of Master C’s cock pressed against my opening and pushed its way in.

Braced against the wall, the sunlight from a blue sky reflecting off the sea below, Master C’s cock deep inside me; everything felt so good.

Master C thrust hard. I pushed my hips back to meet Him. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back sharply as he drove His cock into me, pounding my cunt with deep, hard strokes.

There was an urgency to the way Master C fucked me. An urgency borne of a deep need to release and the possibility of interruption.

“Naughty girl! Brazen hussy! Mischievous slut!” These were just some of the names He called me as He fucked me, and I felt like I was everyone of those things. I was naughty and mischievous and, being fucked in a spot where I could so easily be observed, was definitely brazen.

Master C’s breathing became more laboured. The pace and intensity of His thrusts increased. He released my hair, grabbed my hips, pulled me firmly back to Him as He thrust hard inside me and, moaning my name, came hard inside me.

He pulled out. I turned and squatted down, taking His cock in my mouth, relishing the mixed flavours of us as His cum dripped from my cunt.

Once I had Him cleaned, we both straightened ourselves up, walked over to one of the tables, poured ourselves drinks from the flask and enjoyed the snacks we’d brought for when we got here.

A couple jogged by as we picnicked. The waved and gave us a cheery “Hello” to which we responded in kind. As we retraced our steps back to the car park, we encountered another couple of walkers. With Master C’s cum still dribbling out of me, the walk back was decidedly less comfortable than the walk out had been, but all things considered, I didn’t mine at all.

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4 thoughts on “Cliff top views

  1. David Mei March 7, 2022 / 17:29

    Definitely Mmmmm
    I wish it would get skin arm here.
    Snow fell last night and it was an icy drive to work.
    The sun is warm through the clouds and melting everything.
    Soon we will have outdoor fun again.
    Pleased for you and Master C.
    Kitten loves it when I acknowledge those same traits he called you. I’ve learned how pleasant it is too have a live who is all those things and a lady as well.

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig March 7, 2022 / 21:22

      The first outdoor fuck of the year always marks the turning of the seasons.😉

      I always try to cultivate those traits in the service of my Master.

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  2. MrsK March 7, 2022 / 21:35

    A perfect afternoon! The walk back was a lovely reminder, I’m sure 😉

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