Top of the rock

ee relaxing on their stomach naked on top of a large rock in the yorkshire moors

It’s the first Sunday of the month, which means it’s prompt week on Sinful Sunday. Have I ever mentioned how much I love prompt weeks? This month it’s ‘Outdoors’ which has my name all over it, I love feeling the warm breeze and sun against my skin, in fact it’s one of the reasons I actually started this blog!

A few years ago now, I don’t know why we haven’t posted these sooner, we visited Yorkshire and went walking amongst The Bridestones. These are pillars of rock worn away by the elements, how some are still standing is beyond me!

We found one that we could climb on and enjoy the view but seeing as it was quite misty I thought it would be rude not to improve on the view whilst it was so quiet. Scrambling around, naked, on the rock was so much fun. You’ll have to excuse the dirty feet but the outdoor world is full of filthiness to enjoy.

We had so much fun up there we were close to fucking right there on top of the rock. Sadly, we could see some hikers approaching around the ridge so decided we’d best climb down and find some clothes. Not before I slipped and almost skinned my arse on the rocks though!

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