Outdoor chainsaw sex. What could possibly go wrong?
I had received a cutting permit for land clearing from the US Corps of Engineers for a new lake that was under development. If you've never applied and received one of these, the permit is for a specific window of time within a specific area of the project. At the time, I was allowed to cut up to 1.5 cords of wood and haul it offsite. In portions of these projects where there is much value to the timber, the professional loggers come in and remove the tress of highest values. For the general public, they will generally be able to cut what is left and in the case of the area where I was allowed to cut, it was mostly hardwoods that were left.
It was just before Christmas and on this particular day, we were scheduled to go to a family Christmas party in the evening (my wife's extended family). We drove up to cutting area, found the designated cutting zone, parked our vehicle near the entrance zone haul road and we walked in to survey what was available. I selected a moderately sized walnut tree that had grown between some of the other trees that were already removed. I had to drop it between two other trees without hanging it up. Although there was a road into the cutting zone, I was concerned that the ground was soft enough that we'd get stuck so we left our vehicle near the entrance and took the equipment down to where I'd be cutting.
Although much of this bottom area had been cleared, where we were cutting wasn't easily visible from the main road. After surveying the area to take down the tree I had selected, I took it down in a few minutes and it dropped right where I wanted it to drop. Once that was done, it was a matter of trimming the top branches and beginning to cut the tree into fireplace length. Although I had a splitting maul and wedge and sledgehammer to help deal with the larger pieces, most of the logs were hauled whole to our vehicle. It was cool and a high,thin overcast day as we cut this tree and began to haul the wood back to our vehicle. We had brought some lunch and after a couple hours of hard work, we took a break and sat down in the woods to eat lunch.
If you've read the previous blogs on riskiest outdoor sex, you know that my first wife and I tended to be a bit uninhibited when it came to sex in the great outdoors. There was also something else going on with us; we had been talking about attempting to have our first child and my wife had gone off birth-control pills in anticipation of attempting conception. We had been using condoms and foam, and then just foam. We were getting to the point where if there was a birth control "failure," we would welcome it. Anyway, we were away from home without our birth control supplies, we were physically exerting lots of effort together, and then we were taking a much needed rest. One thing led to another and we were slowly undressing each other in a slow intimate prelude/foreplay to what was going to be cumming next. Neither one of us had mentioned the lack of birth control (yet). Then we heard a vehicle turn off the main road and onto the haul road.
My wife and I quickly got ourselves dressed as this black Ford pickup truck slowly made it's way down the haul road. Looking over the tree I had cut down I could see the truck coming down the haul road through some of the remaining saplings and trimmings from previous tree cuttings. I'm not sure they could see us getting our clothes back on, but eventually the drove by our location. By that time, both my wife and I had our shirts back on and our pants buttoned and zipped, there was a couple in the truck and they may have realized that they interrupted us. The truck went down to the end of the road and then came back up to where we were. Someone else with a cutting permit and they had a chainsaw in the back of the truck. We exchanged hellos and other pleasantries.
Anyway, we started back to our cutting and hauling of wood to our vehicle. We were clearly left horny and not satisfied, but we worked with a certain knowing that this was just the beginning and not the end. In the meantime, this guy gets out his bow-style chainsaw and picks out an oak tree near where I had cut down the walnut tree and prepared to cut down the tree. My wife and I picked up my chainsaw, gas can, splitting gear and moved away from where this guy was getting ready to cut down this oak tree. His wife was sitting in the truck.
Now there is a way to cut down and control the fall of a tree and this guy wasn't doing it. I got him to stop and suggested that he probably should stop and move his truck because he wouldn't have much control over where and how the tree would fall. After moving the truck, I convinced him where to cut the notch and hinge to control the fall of the tree. And then I walked away to my wife while this guy dropped the tree. After it fell, we walked back up and resumed our own work. Our vehicle was pretty full and so we put our equipment in our vehicle and drove the first load of wood to our home. When we got home, we dumped all the wood we had cut on our driveway. It was getting more overcast and we could have called it a day but we drove backto get the other half of the tree we had cut down.
When we returned, the pickup truck was still there and this couple was still trying to wrangle the oak tree that they were cutting into the back of the pickup truck. We only had a couple of hours of light left and so we got right back to work. The other couple finally loaded their pickup truck and drove off (it was a good thing it was a 4x4 with wide tires because the the loaded trick was a bit challenged getting up the haul road. My wife and I were alone again, but we kept working to get the last load into our vehicle. The clouds were thickening quickly. Finally, with tired muscles and just about sunset, we were ready to pack up and head home. Unlike the middle of the day with filtered sunlight that made it seem warm, we could feel the cool air flowing into this bottom land and it created a chill in the air that wasn't a good thing for tired muscles. As horny as we both were, we decided to go home.
It was dark when we got home even though it was just a little after sunset. We unloaded the rest of the wood on the driveway, put the chainsaw and other equipment away and went inside to sooth our tired muscles with a nice hot shower. It was one of the hottest and most intimate showers we ever took together. When we got out of the shower, the cool sheets of our bed were inviting and the hot shower just made the two of us hotter. When she got ready to get the contraceptive foam out, I told her "no." I knew where she was in her monthly cycle and the fact that "practice was over" made the next hour we spent together in bed very, very intensely sensual. Boy, did I fill her up.
We finally realized that as spent as we both were, we needed to get dressed and go to her grandmother's house (about 1.5 hours away) for the party. We both had a certain knowing glow and about us and smiled a lot. At the party, my cum continued to drain out of her (she kept letting me know that there was the drip, drip, drip down her leg). We drove home in the rain after the party, got undressed and crawled into bed once again. We made love again and drifted off to sleep with the knowledge that we were in baby-making mode.
The next day broke to a clear sky. Everything was wet and we went back to the cutting area to cut down an oak tree that we had spotted the day before. Because of the tree's location, I dropped the tree across the haul road. This time we were alone during the time we were out there. No one else out there with a chainsaw and we made love in the warm sunshine to "finish" what we had started 24 hours earlier. Sometime during one of those lovemaking sessions, our son was conceived. It was a very special outdoor time for us.
BTW, over the next couple of days we realized our muscles were totally exhausted and had a good deal of soreness. But that period just before Christmas was really quite special to the two of us. It was the last time we ever had sex or made love outdoors. Our sex life was great during her pregnancy. After our son was born, our sex life went away rather abruptly. But I still find this "last time" outdoors rather special for a number of reasons.
The images below are, in order, the pictures just after making love once we got home (afterward, she dressed in her sexy black bra and panties which became soaked as my cum leaked out of her), early pregnancy about three months after our romp in the woods and bed, and a lazy summer afternoon of lovemaking a few weeks before our son was born. In fact, we made love just before she went into labor. I found her changing body incredibly sexy and her sex drive was in hyperdrive. I did not foresee how it would all end, but it doesn't stop me from cherishing these experiences.