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Scouting

By: m_storyman_x



Some years ago I took over as scoutmaster for a local troop of about fifteen guys. I was one of those kind of scoutmasters that believed that the boys should be able to try virtually any healthy activity, such as camping and hiking, etc. Because of this we camped once a month, rain, snow, shine, heat etc. We also sent teams to backpacking trips and canoe trips. As a result over a three year period my troop grew from fifteen to over forty-five boys. With this came the need for leaders, and I was fortunate to have twelve active assistants, including two moms, one of them the mother of my son's best friend. Amy and my wife Nancy were best friends. Our sons were born within a few months of each other and both had a healthy desire to breastfeed. They met at a mothers group and became friends. Our two sons were practically inseparable once they reached walking and talking age. As a result our two families spent much time and many activities together. Amy's husband was, unfortunately, a deadbeat drunk, which resulted in me frequently being a "dad" figure to Chris. We even joked on occasions that Amy was my second wife, although not in "that" way. Not that I hadn't had a few accidental peeks over the many years, but we respected the boundaries and that was that.

Being a scout leader means that you frequently go on outings with boys, and this requires at least two leaders at all times. Amy was an active participant, believing that if her son wanted to go, she was willing to try it as well. This resulted in her attending many campouts and "high adventure" treks such as repelling, backpacking and canoeing. The boys had attended a number of winter campouts, and I had passed on a lot of my knowledge of winter camping and survival that I learned from my many winters as a kid in the northern part of the country, and my almost annual ice fishing trips into the northern wilderness of upper Minnesota and Wisconsin. Some of the boys wanted a more advanced taste, and we planned a winter trip to the Canadian high adventure camp. This trip would be complete with advanced classes on winter survival, such as how to trap food and deal with blizzard conditions. This was not the kind of trip you could easily take in Missouri, just not enough snow. In order to have this kind of trip you had to have a minimum of two leaders. To complicate things, the boys in our troop had talked to a number of other scouts in troops around us and the group wishing to go had grown to nearly twenty boys. The size limit of the teams at the winter high adventure program was 10, including adults, so we were going to need a number of trained leaders so we could break down into smaller teams.

Getting leader training in the boy scouts is usually just a matter of finding or waiting for the right training class, and then going and getting certified. This kind of thing was regularly done for water training and such, but there were no training classes for winter survival or camping. After a number of calls to council headquarters, they agreed that my own personal certifications and experiences would allow me to create and teach a winter camping and survival class for leaders. The only problem now was how to conduct such a class in Missouri. The answer was to head up to Wisconsin during the early winter for training. A number of leaders enthusiastically agreed with the plan... that was until a few weeks before it was time to go and they realized they were going to have to slog through a foot or more of snow. In the end I had six male leaders and one female leader, Amy, besides myself that could go on the five day training trip. 

The trip started out normal enough. We left early in the morning for the nine hour drive, hitting the trail head just before dark. We had only planned on hiking in a mile or so the first day to make camp. It took a little while to get all our heavy clothing on and the trailer unpacked and everyone geared up, finally hiking out for our campsite just as the sun was hitting the tops of the trees. I wasn't worried about light, the bright December moon was nearly full and already high in the sky as the sun slipped away. The guys, most of them in their late twenties to early thirties, tossed snow like a bunch of kids and had a great time for that first mile, slogging through foot deep powder in the crisp twenty degree air. It was an easy trek to find the site we selected, following the GPS right to the clearing in the heavy woods. This particular state park had a twisting twenty-eight mile loop trail that was off limits to snow-mobiles. In the summer it was a spectacular hike, with stream crossings and beautiful trees. We didn't need to cook, having had dinner on the road, so we set about putting up camp and starting a fire. The first task was to find dry wood, and I showed the guys how to locate dry wood to start a fire with, by picking dead branches of the underside of pines and whittling the wet outer surface off. 

Before long we had plenty of dry kindling and I taught them how to build a fire pit that wouldn't melt and put their fire out. With a fire now blazing away in the middle of our campsite, we all set to work putting up our tents. Being a large troop we have been pretty successful with equipment. This trip we were using brand new backpack tents, the trainees paired up in two's, with one tent for myself and a separate tent for Amy. It would be a bit colder sleeping in the two man tent alone, but I was prepared for it and I hoped that Amy was as well. These new tents were a nice units with two high tech carbon fiber poles that crossed in the middle, making a tube seven feet long and about four feet wide. It was about four feet high at the center as well. This was the first use and all of the teams were supposed to have put up their tent before we left, partly to make sure all the parts were there, but also to make sure you could set it up. I was hard at getting mine set up when I heard the most awful sound. Imagine the sound of branches snapping followed by paper tearing, followed by the frustrated howl of two grown men, immediately followed by a significant amount of foul language. That combination of sounds generally means trouble, and on a survival trip, it's a sound you do not want to hear, and it was unfortunately the sound I did hear. Even though each tent had been set up once, this particular tent had a set of poles had a small flaw in the high tech carbon fiber, and when bent, the pole fractured and turned into a knife, lancing through the thin nylon fabric like a hot knife through butter. This was not a good situation.

"Well, what do we do now?" I asked the guys, pushing them to work out the choices and make a decision.

"Well, we could triple up!" one of the pair with the trashed tent suggested.

"You're kidding right?" Came an almost immediate response from Tim, one of the older men. "You know how tight these are. Two man is being charitable, three is impossible."

"We could make them sleep in the snow!" Chris, a twenty something slender guy suggested.

"Oh Thanks!" Mark, the other leader with the trashed tent replied.

"Well, the Amy and Mike have two tents, can they share?" Tim suggested.

Amy and I looked at each other. It was the logical choice, and we had shared a tent a few times on family outings. One of these provided an accidental glimpse of her naked body. On that particular trip she was sitting naked on the air mattress in the second room of our large two room tent, facing the hanging divider, when the wind blew through the tent, pushing the bottom up enough for me to see her bare body from the chest down for several seconds. I got a second quick peek under the partition while she spread her legs to pull her swimsuit on. I was never sure if she knew or not. Part of me suspected that she did it on purpose because of how long it took her sitting there naked before the wind blew. We had never overtly done anything, and we didn't want to ruin a friendship, so my ideas of her stayed as fantasies, with the few accidental glimpses I had seen.

"Yes, we can share." Amy said, confirming what I was thinking. We're adults and I'm sure we can respect each other's privacy." A couple of the younger guys elbowed each other clearly thinking that it would be an interesting arrangement.

With that settled we went about finishing setting up camp. The guys and Amy wanted to stay up around the fire a while longer, but being tired from 9 hours of driving, I said my goodnights and headed into my tent. Now winter camping is different than regular camping. The coldest time of the day is when you're sleeping. I had long ago taught all the boys that you sweat during the day, and at night that sweat will cool and you will be uncomfortably cold. For that reason I always carried a spare set of polypropylene long underwear, wool socks and a wool stocking cap to sleep in. I zipped stripped out of my cold weather gear and crawled into the tent, pulling my boots off last. I rolled my coat for a pillow and put my nylon snow pants next to my boots at the door end of the tent before zipping closed. It was a cool few minutes, but I stripped naked and pulled my polypros on before sliding into the down mummy bag. Now I would be toasty warm all night. 

Amy woke me up when she crawled into the tent, landing on my feet. For a two man tent these were not a bad size, but then, backpack tents are always small. I didn't stir as she moved off my legs and rolled onto her own sleeping bag. The bright moonlight filtered into the tent making it more than bright enough for me to see her as she spread her bag open to sit on the plush insides instead of the cold nylon outer covering. Her eyes must not have been fully adjusted to the light yet, after sitting and looking at the fire, and in some ways it looked comical to watch her feel around for things. She must have thought I was still asleep, because she didn't make any attempt to cover herself as she peeled her layers off, ending up with her bare chest fully on display. Room was tight, and she lay down with her feet pointing toward my head as she pushed her pants down her legs, and tossed them to the end of the tent. Next came her long underwear. Using her feet and shoulders to lift her butt off the ground, she pushed them down her legs and then tucked her legs to her chest to be able to reach to pull the stretchy material the rest of the way off. This pulled her panties tight across her pussy, making my dick almost instantly hard. The last thing to go were her panties, which were interestingly brief. She lifted her butt again, and pushed them down her legs, pulling them up to her chest again to get them off her feet. From my position I had a wonderful, if brief view of her whole pussy exposed for me. If my dick wasn't hard before, it felt like a steel rod now. 

Amy sat up on her sleeping bag, cross legged, and in the moonlight I could clearly see her nipples, hardened from the cool air, standing out on her firm tits. Even for having breast fed two kids, she had really nice tits. They were easily a C cup, and had a bit of sag, but not nearly as much as my wife's DD cups had. She felt around looking for her pj's, and finally ended up on her hands and knees, digging in her clothes bag at the foot of the tent looking for them. Her knees were at least a foot apart, and I had a much longer view her pussy as she bent over, her tits nearly touching the sleeping bag as she rested on her elbows to see in the bag. Too soon for my liking, she found what she wanted and rolled over on her back. Just when I thought the show was over, she lifted her knees up to her chest again, causing her pussy to be fully exposed as she pulled the flannel pj's onto her legs. I swore I could see a glisten of moisture on her lips before she strghtened them to pull them up her body. She sat up and her sexy tits disappeared as she pulled the almost skin tight top over her head and down her body. She moved around and slid into the sleeping bag, pulling the stocking cap down over her ears before curling up for the night. I tried hard to get my seriously hard dick to lay back down before falling asleep some time later.

Morning came gray and overcast. I didn't need to look outside to see that the sun should already have been up, but then the forecast was for light snow later in the day. I stretched my arms and legs slowing inside the sleeping bag, waking my body from its curled position, not loving the idea of getting out of my warm cocoon and into the cold. I looked over and saw Amy's eyes flutter and close again, so I was pretty sure she was starting to wake up. My morning woody became significantly harder as I remembered the show she had inadvertently given me the night before. The more I thought about it, the less sure I was that it was accidental. 

Either way, I decided I might as well return the favor. I unzipped my bag and pushed the material back so I was exposed to the cold air. I sat up, which had my head brushing the top of the tent and worked the top of my Polypros off. Without looking at her face, I lay back down and lifted my hips off the ground and slid my polypro bottoms down to my ankles, letting my hard dick stick straight at the ceiling. I heard a short intake of breath, which told me she was indeed watching. I pulled one leg up to my chest, pointing the head of my dick straight at her face, while I pushed my polypro's down and my legs and pushed my wool sock off. Finally I pulled the other leg up, repeating the process and then set my clothes aside. I sat back up completely naked, with my dick pointing out at a forty five degree angle, and dug into the bottom of my sleeping bag for the clothes I stashed there the night before. I pretended to not find a sock, and turned around so my feet were pointed toward the head of my bed and dug around, laying on my side to give her a really good view. I finally pulled my missing sock out and then turned around again. I moved to my knees and bent in half to pull my poly top on and then lay back down again. I found my underwear and pulled them up my legs to my butt before extending my legs again. The last thing I did before covering my dick with them was to wrap my hand around it and stroke it a few times. I really would have liked to jack off about then, but figured that would have been much too obvious. I lifted my butt off the ground and pulled my briefs up and then went to work on my poly long johns. My final clothing was a pair of synthetic, insulated exercise pants and a wool sweatshirt. 

With all my thrashing around there was no way she wasn't awake, but when I looked over her eyes were closed as if she was asleep. I could see her sleeping bag moving ever so slightly down around her waist. I could imagine what might be happening there. I pulled my snow pants on my legs and pushed my feet into my boots before unzipping the tent flap and sliding out. I pulled my pants up and my jacket on before zipping the tent closed. According to the thermometer I hung on the tent, it was a balmy twelve degrees. 

Amy crawled out of the tent about half an hour later, joining myself and the rest of the guys around the fire. Breakfast was dehydrated eggs with bacon flavor, hot coco and instant oatmeal, all made with fresh water from melted snow. I taught the guys how to make fresh water to put in their canteens by laying a piece of plastic in a depression in the snow and filling it with fresh snow and pouring hot water from the fire over it. With snow you didn't have to purify it, unless of course it was yellow. I also made up my thermos of hot coco, which while being heavy, was well worth the weight. We broke down the camp and before heading down the trail we made last trips to the bathroom, one side of the trail for guys, the other for Amy.

It was a nice day for a winter hike. We were scheduled for 10 miles, which the guys had thought was way to short when we started, but soon realized that walking through foot deep snow was a lot harder than hiking up a mountain trail For my part I was defiantly going to be ready to quit when we hit our selected site, just past Johnson creek. We made the creek a bit past two, and stood looking at our camp site. The only thing keeping us from setting up camp was the fact that it was on the other side of the creek, and apparently the spring rains had washed out the footbridge. In the summer it was a simple task to hop from rock to rock or wade the foot deep water. This time of year it was rushing three feet deep and about ten feet wide with liquid ice. There was a thin coat of ice all the way across, maybe a quarter inch or a bit more in thickness, and you could see the water rippling along below the layer. This was not ice that you crossed, not ever! 

Survival rule number one: In winter survival, you must stay dry and prevent hypothermia at all costs!"

I learned this rule very early in life and because of this I always carried my gear and clothes in waterproof or at least water resistant packs or bags. Even so, I wasn't about to try to wade across a three foot deep stream. I might try it in my winter weight gortex hikers if it was six inches deep, but not this. I sent the guys looking for a crossing point both up and down stream. They soon came back indicating they found a downed tree that had been used as a temporary bridge. I followed alone and looked it over. Aside from being slick with snow and ice, it looked sturdy enough. The guys crossed one by one until only Amy and I were left. As usual I was bringing up the rear. Amy stepped onto the log and was almost half way across when a chunk of the icy covering broke loose. Her foot shot out toward the water, and with the heavy backpack on there was no way she would ever recover her balance. I was already jumping feet first into the creek downstream of the point she was falling for before she hit the ice and broke through. The first danger in this is getting sucked under the ice and not being able to get up. I hoped that if I broke the ice enough with my own landing that we would avoid that fatal problem. I watched her go under as my boots hit the ice, fracturing it from shore to shore. I reached for her pack as the current started to carry her past, grabbing and pulling with every ounce of strength I had, pulling her back from under the still solid ice sheet that extended down stream. The cold water started working inside my snow pants and boots burned like liquid fire where it touched my skin. I could only imagine how badly Amy was as I dragged her sputtering form toward the shore. The guys reached down and helped drag the two of us up the steep slope, water streaming off and out of our clothes. I had been fortunate, only getting wet up to my chest, Amy, on the other hand had been fully submersed, and her body was already reacting to the shock. She was curling into a fetal position her lips turning blue and her whole body starting to shake uncontrollably. 

I immediately started shouting orders, designating some of the men to build a fire, two to get my tent set up and one to pull Amy's sleeping bag out and spread it out. I knew what needed to be done, and we didn't have much time. I shucked my back pack and then went to work dragging Amy's pack off her shaking body, tossing it aside as water poured out of every gap. I unzipped my pack and dumped the contents out, along with plenty of water. Fortunately nearly everything in my pack was in Ziploc style waterproof bags. It only took me a second to find what I needed, my camp towel. My next step was to start peeling her water logged outer clothing off, water pouring from the pockets and sleeves as I pulled it off of her. 

"Mike. Her bag is full of water!" The Mark shouted as he pulled her bag out of its covering.

"Ok Get mine then!" I responded as I continued to pull wet outer garments off of her, just tossing them into a heap in the snow. Mark went to work pulling out my bag and stretching it out in the snow. "Put her air mattress down on the snow and then put the sleeping bag on top of it!" I said as I turned and pulled my own air mattress out and quickly unrolled it. Amy was in bad shape, and I could feel my own body complaining about the ice water by losing the feeling in my feet. This was no time for modesty though. I continued to pull Amy's clothing off until I was pulling the final layer from her body, leaving her naked on the air mattress. Mark tried not to stare, but he clearly couldn't help himself as I toweled the excess moisture from her body and then picked her up and moved her to my sleeping bag, stuffing her unceremoniously into it, zipping it closed behind her. With that done it was time to take care of myself. I started peeling off wet clothes while I gave Mark directions on what needed to be done, making him repeat back my directions. In order, get the tents up, get the fire going, dry what you can over the fire, be careful not to burn things, make hot broth, there's emergency stuff in my red bag, and finally, if I become unresponsive, call 911 and use my GPS to tell them where we are. The emergency teams would be several hours getting here and by then we would be either dead or recovering. With instructions given, and being stripped down naked I wiped off the excess water off my own shivering body. I stepped back into my sopping wet boots and scooped Amy up in my arms, sleeping bag and all. 


Scouting for Fun



Author's note: the following story is a work of fiction and in no way is intended to reflect any person, past or present. The author expresses his appreciation to Signore Calcio for his story ideas and support and to lilredjammies for her proofreading expertise.

As soon as their only son had reached the age of 10, Jack and Cindy Nelson enrolled Sean in Cub Scouts. Jack had always been an outdoorsman and had taught Cindy to enjoy the great outdoors as well. They had taken Sean camping when he was so young he had to stay in a baby carrier. But as he grew, he loved the outdoors and fishing with his dad and helping his mom around camp.

There was always a shortage of leaders and by Sean's second year in the Cubs, Cindy had been convinced to sign on as a den mother. By his first year in Boy Scouts, Jack had agreed to become a leader as well. Thus the whole family continued their education in the ways of the scouting.

In Sean's first year away from home in college, Jack and Cindy had decided to continue their commitment to the scouts. Although Sean had achieved the status of Eagle Scout during his senior year in high school, there really were few Eagle Scouts in the BSA organization. So it was a mild surprise when Jack and Cindy were asked to take charge of a small troop of five boys who had all achieved the rank of Eagle Scout. They were all in their last year of high school, all rather introverted young men but very intelligent sorts ... 'geeks' in modern terminology. Each of them had celebrated his eighteenth birthday just before the start of the school term or shortly thereafter.

The early fall meetings had been something of a challenge, trying to keep up with the five brilliant minds. Anything that involved reading, the five scouts devoured hungrily as if it was candy. They didn't do badly on things associated with community service except that all five of the boys were so shy around new people that it sometimes was painful for them to accomplish their assigned tasks. However once started they diligently kept at it until the task was done and, in the tradition of the Eagle Scouts, done right.

Jack and Cindy had a great time with the young men and once they had come to know each other, the boys proved to be quite outgoing. So by mid-October, Jack and Cindy had decided to take the troop on a long weekend camping trip as a reward for their accomplishments. October weather in the southern states is usually great camping weather, neither too hot nor too cold. This year was no exception with predicted temperatures ranging from 60 to 80.

While they were making their own plans for the trip, Jack broached an idea that he had been toying with for some time. Cindy's birthday would fall on the Saturday of the trip and he had a thought for how they might celebrate her 37th anniversary of it. When he first laid out her plans, she was skeptical that it would work but the more they discussed it, the better she liked it so she agreed to go along with his plan.

With the boy's school being shut down on Friday and Monday, the plan was for them to gather at the Nelson's with their camping gear by 3:45. Jack and Cindy would have their van packed and be ready to stow the boys' gear and leave immediately. They would then drive about four hours south to a primitive campsite they were familiar with and set up camp. They were taking food for some meals but the boys would have to fish for food for others.

When the day of the trip arrived, Jack headed off to work, planning on leaving a couple hours earlier than usual. Cindy began packing their things into the van early enough to be able to relax by early afternoon. She left time for a leisurely shower and afterward dressed for comfort one of her khaki uniforms of shorts (with the legs rolled up as much as possible) and shirt with her various patches sewn in place. To keep the blouse from being too restrictive in the afternoon warmth, she left the top two buttons open, fastened the next two and left the bottom two open. It would show some skin but she had worked on her tan all summer and before losing it to a winter indoors, she liked the thought of showing it off.

Jason was the first to arrive with his bedroll over his shoulders and a rod and reel in hand. Greg walked up just a couple minutes later. Then Jamie's mom dropped off Jamie and Steven, waving at Cindy before she pulled away. Jack arrived before she had turned the corner and Walter came running through yards, afraid that he was late.

With all their gear stowed in the van, the boys sorted themselves out in the second set of captain's chairs and the back bench while Jack and Cindy took the front seats, although Cindy swiveled her chair around to be able to talk to the others while Jack drove.

Cindy kept up a light chatter throughout the drive but couldn't help but notice that the boys' eyes were fastened on her. They seemed to focus most on her long smoothly tanned legs and every time she crossed them or changed positions, they stared with renewed intensity. Their gazes were unbroken ... except when she took a deep breath and pushed her large chest out, stretching the shirt against the two fastened buttons.

The young men, also wearing their uniform shorts and shirts, had no way to hide their reactions to Cindy's obvious sexiness, although they held their hands in their laps or tried to keep their legs crossed in such a way that it wasn't so obvious but it did little to hide the fact that all five of them had tents in their shorts. Cindy appeared not to notice, simply smiling at each of them and continuing her conversation.

When they arrived at the campsite, everybody pitched in to make camp. They cleared the ground for their tents. Jack and Cindy were using a larger tent than the boys, who were using very Spartan coverings, barely large enough to get their bedrolls laid out. They found boughs of trees that could be cut off and laid under the bedrolls for cushioning. They gathered enough large stones to form a fireplace, then brought wood for cooking, even though Cindy also had brought along a camp stove.

Dinner that evening was a very satisfying meal of roast-your-own hotdogs followed by roasted marshmallows, graham crackers and chocolate, a delicious desert. Afterward they sat around the campfire and talked until everyone wound down and decided to turn in.

Friday morning, the boys and Jack were all up early and walked down to the small river about a half mile from camp where they set about trying to catch their lunch. Cindy got up a little later and decided to take a bath before starting breakfast. She took her fresh clothes and towel and walked to the river. When she spotted the boys, she turned and went around a small bend where she found a sand bar that would be perfect. The water was clear and slow moving and when she stepped into it, she was quite happy with the temperature – slightly cool but just enough to be refreshing.

She swam and splashed in the water for a half hour, seemingly oblivious that the boys could see her naked body. When she finally climbed out of the water, she stood on the sand bar and dried, taking her time to make sure that every part of her body was completely wiped down before she stepped into her bikini bottoms and pulled on a thin white t-shirt.

As she started back to the campsite, all five of the boys stared at her. The little bikini bottom was nothing more than a little string between her buttocks and was usually not visible, making it look like she was nude. All five of them had been sporting hard-ons in their shorts since they had first spotted her disrobing to step into the water and she had done nothing that would discourage their conditions. Jack noticed that the boys, who were standing in two feet of moving water, had changed from casting upstream and letting their lures float down river to casting downstream and reeling each cast back in. They almost seemed disappointed each time they caught a fish. Jack couldn't help but smile at their discomfort.

By the time Cindy called the men to breakfast, they had caught a nice sized mess of small trout, enough at least for lunch. They trudged back to camp and watched in amazement as Cindy finished cooking and dished up their food. Her heart-shaped bottom was on display for all eyes and when she moved, her heavy tits swung from side to side within the confines of the light t-shirt, which then conformed to their luscious shape each time she stood up straight.

Cindy noticed the young men's stares and had no doubt what they were staring at. But she just smiled and served their food, then sat nearby with a plate for herself. As she ate, she queried them about the fishing, seemingly still oblivious to their awkward stares.

After they ate, the boys fell all over themselves trying to help Cindy clean up. When there was nothing left to do, they took the fish back to the river and cleaned them, dropping the filets into plastic bags to be put on ice until they were cooked later. They talked in hushed tones about how hot Mrs. Nelson was and joked about having problems with their shorts. They were unaware that Cindy had sneaked close enough behind them to hear their comments, which widened her smile.

The rest of the day Cindy seemed to be putting her sexy body on display for the boys ... or anyone else who might happened to see them. In the afternoon, the whole group took a hike through the park, identifying various types of flora by leaves, tree bark, roots, anything that could be used to identify the plants. Cindy complimented the boys on how well they had learned their plants and they were able to find only a few samples of plants that they put into their knapsacks to identify later. Cindy found ways to stay close to the boys, close enough to frequently brush a big tit against a boy's shoulder or arm or let their thighs touch as they examined plants.

When they finally retired for the night, Cindy and Jack turned their bed so they could see the boys' tents through their own open screen door. Although the boys tried to be quiet, there was enough moonlight to see their tents jiggling as the young men jacked off in the semi-darkness. Cindy kissed Jack with relish, then climbed on top of his own erection and slowly, quietly rode him until they both came. It would be enough for the time being.

Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny, a glorious day. As on the prior morning, Cindy took her clothes to the same sand bar and stripped naked for a refreshing swim in the cool water. When she climbed out and dried, she again put on a string bottom that left her backside more exposed than covered. The white material contrasted with the tan of her skin so much that it was like a flag drawing attention to the covered part. She put on one of her scouting shirts but instead of buttoning it, she pulled the shirttails together and tied them loosely at her waist. The shirt covered her boobs but left plenty of ammunition for vivid imaginations.

As she worked over breakfast, her heavy tits swung back and forth even more than under the t-shirt. The boys, back from their fishing without having to be called, sat around the campsite ostensibly trying to warm themselves at the fire but she knew they were watching her. She caught the gaze of one or another at various times, simply smiling at him when she did.

After clean up, the morning's activity was trying to locate edible food for meals later that day. Jack said he wasn't feel real good so he was going to stay in camp and try to get a little more sleep to see if that would help. Cindy went with the boys, carrying some plastic bags to hold their finds.

Once they were on the fringes of the park, they found a number of berry vines that still sported some edible berries. They gathered enough for Cindy to make a pie for dinner dessert. Soon after that they found a plethora of wild onions. Since Cindy was planning on making a stew of whatever they came up with, they gathered quite a few of the small bulbs for the pot. They found other plants in smaller quantities, enough to nicely supplement the vegetables Cindy had brought.

Cindy found plenty of opportunities to rub against the guys and to bend over and show them her body. When she bent at the waist to look at a low plant, they guys behind her could even seen the outer puckered flesh of her anus, obstructed only by the thin strip of cloth that didn't cover much. Anyone in front of her got a great look at her unfettered tits, likewise uncovered by her loose shirt. She even found several opportunities to bend forward, pushing her bottom against one of the fellow's raging hard-on. She pretended to not notice, simply giving the young man a smile when their gaze met afterward. Nor did she take exception when a roving hand caressed her bottom for a split second a couple of times.

When they got back to camp, the scouts were only too happy to help Cindy prepare the plants to go into the stew she started. One time she had to apologize as she tucked her right breast back into her shirt after it had become completely uncovered as she reached to wash off some of the wild onions. She knew from their lustful stares that all five boys had gotten an eyeful before she "noticed" her uncovered state.

The nap had indeed helped Jack feel much better and by nightfall he was doing fine. After they had enjoyed a great meal of an unusually tasty stew followed by toasted marshmallows dipped in melted chocolate, Walt produced a harmonica and played while they sang a variety of old camp songs. Cindy loved the way the boys crowded close to her to sing a broken harmony. She didn't care about whether they were on key or not but she did love the attention and the boys seemed mesmerized by her sweet voice.

That night, Jack and Cindy watched the tents shaking and heard occasionally suppressed moans coming from the young men as they masturbated. Quite satisfied, Cindy rolled over, spread her legs and guided Jack's raging hard-on into her wet and slick pussy.

Sunday morning Cindy rose shortly after the men had gone to the river to fish. Again she went to the sand bar to bath. When she dried off a half hour later, she put on a pink bikini, her skimpiest swimsuit. It was made of three small patches of pink print material connected with strings of the same material. There was actually more tit flesh exposed than covered and she had to be careful about the positioning of the bottoms or it wouldn't cover her pussy.

Back at the campsite, she prepared breakfast with a light step and a song in her heart. When the guys walked back into camp, carrying their already cleaned catch, she could see their approving reaction to her outfit. They ate in relative silence, unable to take their eyes from Cindy's beautiful body – except for turning away in embarrassment when she looked directly at any one of them. Cindy just smiled.

As they were winding down, Cindy informed Jack that the camp stove gas bottle seemed to be out of gas, since she could barely get the burners to stay lit while she cooked. She asked if he would go to town and bring back another bottle of gas so she wouldn't have to burn their pans over a campfire. Jack promised to do it and left in the van as soon as the breakfast clean up was finished.

No sooner had the van disappeared from sight than Cindy went into their tent and pulled their air mattress out into the open air and tossed it on the ground. She sat down on it, letting her legs spread wide as she sat facing the young men.

"I'll bet you boys didn't know that today is my birthday, did you?" she asked.

In unison, they shook their heads and said, "No, ma'am."

"Well, it is. And I'm looking for a birthday present from you guys."

They looked puzzled. Not having known that it was her birthday, no one had come prepared to give her anything, not even a card. She noticed their lack of understanding and smiled.

"No, not something you could buy. I want something you have. Do you not have any idea what it might be?"

They looked at each other and shook their heads. No one had a clue.

"Oh, come on, boys! I want you! And you! And you! And you! And you!" Each time she said "you" she stared into the eyes of another boy. Greg was the first one to get an inkling of what she meant and his eyes grew wide with wonder. Could he be right? Did she want what he thought she meant?

Then before their eyes, Cindy reached behind her and pulled the little bow that held her top together. Slowly she let it ease off her shoulders and down her big tits, revealing them boldly to the young men.

"Do you like my tits?" she asked, watching their faces, encouraged when they licked their lips in anticipation.

"Yeah," "Yes, ma'am," "Oh, yeah!" were the comments she heard.

"Good. I'm glad to hear that," she said, still watching the men. Her hands slid down her sides until she found the two bows that held the little material up. Tugging gently on the ends, she noticed the boys holding their collective breathes as the little patch of cloth fell away from her tanned body. Faced with her clean-shaven pussy, except for a tiny landing strip pointing to her lovely slit, they reacted as if they were looking at the national treasury.

"Do you like what you see, boys?" Cindy asked.

With throats so dry they almost croaked out their answers, the boys confirmed that they indeed loved what they were looking at.

"Have you ever had any of this?" Cindy inquired, spreading the outer lips of her pussy with her fingers, displaying the deep pink color inside.

Slowly, almost painfully, the young men one by one shook their heads to indicate that they had never had sex with a female. Five wonderful young virgins, Cindy thought, delighted.

"Would you like to try it?" she asked.

Eagerly the boys nodded their agreement.

"Well, here's the deal, boys. I love my husband and he loves me. He loves fucking me and I love for him to fuck me. But I can never get enough with just him. He has agreed to let me offer you what until now has been reserved just for him. If you want this, you can have all you want today. I will take every one of you, perhaps in several ways before the day is done. You are my birthday present, but only if you agree. Do you?"

Suddenly the boys surged forward and dropped on hands and knees in a semicircle around her, telling her in a cacophony of words how much they wanted to give her what she wanted for her birthday.

"Okay, boys. I don't care who's first. Before this day is over, I promise you I'll give everybody as many turns as he wants. Okay?"

Looking around at their eager faces, Cindy felt the lust grow in between her legs. She told them to take off their cloths and then almost laughed out loud at the sight of five eager boys trying to jump out of their clothes. It seemed like an eternity but was actually only seconds before they were before her again, this time as naked as she was, their straining cocks very notable.

"Since Jamie was the first one with his clothes off, I'm going to let him be first. Come here, honey," Cindy reached out and wrapped her fingers around Jamie's erection. He shuddered and she was afraid he would cum much too early but she guided him between her legs. All six pairs of eyes watched enraptured as she put his cock at the entrance to her pussy and swiped it up and down her slit to gather her moisture as a lubricant.

Then she put his swollen purple head at her opening and told him to push forward slowly and move back and forth. Jamie got the idea quickly and worked his cock all the way into her steamy hot cunt. When he was mashed against her pelvis the other four boys sighed audibly. Jamie began thrusting in and out rapidly until Cindy clamped her legs around him and held him tight while explaining that it was better to start slow and build up to a faster speed later – much later. She asked him to just leave his cock deep inside her for a few minutes while she enjoyed the feeling of him.




Scouting for Fun



Lying back, Cindy asked Jason and Walt to each lick and suck one of her tits and the young men hustled down to her chest. She had Greg kneel beside Walt and filled her right hand with his cock and balls. She moved Steven around to kneel behind her head, which she tilted backward and took his cock into her mouth. She took it out long enough to tell Jamie that he could begin fucking her pussy just so long as he took it slow and easy, then she put Steve's cock back in her mouth and began to lick and suck.

Cindy felt fantastic. With five men giving her their undivided attention, she couldn't believe how erotic it was. The boys might be inexperienced as lovers, but they were eager and they learned quickly. That is, until Cindy stiffened up and screamed, the sound muffled by Steven's cock in her full mouth. All five of the boys thought the same thing, that they had definitely hurt this precious woman who had so generously offered herself to them.

She managed to pull Steve's cock out enough to rasp, "Don't stop! Don't stop, damn it, don't you dare stop!" before she went back to sucking his cock. Only then did the guys realize that she was not hurt. Indeed quite the opposite. She was in the throes of an orgasm!

All of the young men resumed their attentions to the woman and less than an minute later, Jamie grunted as he thrust into her one more time, hugged her hips tightly as he felt his cum spurting into her. Steven, watching Jamie fuck Cindy, had noticed the expression on his face and could picture what was happening. That thought sent him over the edge and he began to shoot his load into Cindy's mouth. She gulped quickly, swallowing the young man's load and loving every drop of it.

With two temporarily deflated and three to go, Cindy directed a fruit-basket-turn-over, having Steve and Jason swap positions. Walt was directed around between her legs; Greg knelt to suck on her right tit, while Jamie let her fondle his flaccid cock and balls. Soon the whole team was at work on the willing woman again, fucking her mouth and pussy, sucking both tits, and letting her handle the limp but recovering penis.

Thus they worked their way around Cindy's "stations," each one getting a turn at fucking her pussy and her mouth, at sucking her tits or being fondled by her gentle hand. No one paid attention or even cared about the movement of the sun, indicating the passage of time. Neither did they notice when the van quietly rolled back into the space near the campsite. 

Not until Jack walked up and asked, "Got room for one more?" did they notice that he was back – and naked. He dropped to his knees and pulled Cindy's free hand between his legs. Grasping his hot throbbing manhood, she began stroking his shaft. 

As soon as Jason emptied his load into her, Jack took his place between her legs. He had never before fucked his wife after she had been fucked by someone else, let alone five other guys. Her pussy was overflowing with their mixed cum but she was loving every second of the attention overload. He plunged into her and had to admit that she was still just as sexy and desirable as ever.

By the time Jack climaxed in his wife's sloppy wet cunt, the scouts were ready to start another round if Cindy was up to it. Up to it? No way was she ready to quit! She was in heaven. For the first time in her life, she had experienced more orgasms than she could count. Well, maybe not more than she could count but more than she could keep track of. And she was feeling like she could keep going forever.

Jack told the guys that he had brought back some things for sandwiches so, one by one, they sat out a turn to fix a sandwich and gulp it down along with a soft drink, before getting back into the rotation.

It wasn't until the sun was low on the horizon that Cindy realized she was getting a little cool with the sun heading down. Reluctantly she called an end to the activities, telling the guys that they all had to go to the river and take a bath. Not bothering with clothes, they jogged together to the sandbar and dived into the cool water. In a few minutes it felt great as their hot bodies adjusted to it. One at a time, Cindy bobbed over to each of the five scouts, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him sensuously before thanking him in whispered tones for her birthday present.

When she got to Jack and thanked him, he said, "Honey, the weekend's not over. I think you've only unwrapped part of your present so far."

"Oh?" Cindy asked, a little surprised. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well ... why don't we just take the guys back to camp and see what happens tonight and tomorrow?"

Everybody climbed out of the river, dried off and walked back to camp. Cindy suggested they have a quick dinner of roasted hotdogs and everyone soon had theirs over the flames.

Shortly after sundown, Jack had the scouts bank the fire for the night and then he and Cindy retired to their tent. They lay together for a long time with Jack hugging and kissing his wife and running his hands sensuously over her body. She was soon scraping her fingernails lightly over his body and finally let her hands settle around his cock and balls.

In a few minutes, Cindy turned over on her hands and knees, spreading her legs to let Jack enter her from behind. Then she pulled the door flap of the tent back to one side and fastened it high in hopes that the boys could watch what they were doing. She felt so good with her big heavy tits swaying back and forth as her husband repeatedly thrust into her pussy and pulled back out.

In and out, in and out he thrust, holding her hips for leverage, occasionally sliding a hand up under her to squeeze her tit and tweak a nipple, or down between her legs to tease her clit. No longer was Cindy biting her lip to keep quiet. Now she was murmuring words of encouragement, "Come on, Jack, fuck me, honey, pump my pussy, sweetie. I need your cock, babe." Both of them knew that the scouts could hear her but that was all right now.

They came at nearly the same instant, Cindy screaming out her pleasure while Jack grunted through gritted teeth. Collapsing to the mattress, they cuddled together and were asleep in minutes.

Sunday morning was a carbon copy of the previous one. Cindy cooked a quick breakfast for the group with lots of help from the scouts. As everyone was finishing up, Jack asked, "Who's up for continuing Cindy's birthday present today. All of the young men eagerly volunteered. Cindy requested that they go to the river to get cleaned up first. So the group climbed into the clear cool river water and splashed together and laughed and teased until Cindy was ready to get out.

Back at the camp, Jack brought out the air mattress and they picked up where the had left off servicing Cindy the evening before. Although she thought they had satisfied her gnawing hunger for more fucking than she got with just Jack, she found herself eagerly awaiting the newest round of intense attentions.

When she lay down and spread her legs, Walter was given the honor of being her first of the morning and all of the rest filled one of the spots around her. Cindy realized that she was having more frequent and more intense orgasms as the scouts moved through the rotation. When it was Jack's turn, he bent and whispered in her ear and she nodded agreement. 

Fishing around on the ground, he found a squeeze bottom of personal lubricant that he'd dropped unnoticed when he brought out the mattress. Slathering it on generously, he lay on the mattress as Cindy struggled into a sitting position. At a nod of his head, she rose just enough to throw one leg over his torso and reached between her legs to grab his raging hard-on. The boys watched with fascination as she pointed it at herself and slowly lowered her body until his cock began to slid into her. But they were even more amazed when she moved her arm and let them see that his cock had gone not into her pussy but into her anus.

With her eyes closed tightly, Cindy eased herself down, just a little at a time, until Jack's entire shaft was inside her and she was sitting on him. She rocked back and forth gingerly as she got used to the intruder. Finally after a few minutes, she nodded and began leaning backward. Jack extended his hands to support her back, both guiding her and helping her lay backward on his chest.

When she was fully stretched out with Jack's cock still captured in her ass hole, they spread their legs and Jack invited the next scout to again put his cock into her open pussy. The boys at first seemed awed by what they were viewing but Walter, by now fully recovered from his first round fuck of Cindy's wonderful pussy, eased his latest hard-on back into the same hole. But this time he groaned at the difference, the magnificence of feelings he got as he entered her. Pressing his cock deeper and deeper, he was amazed that he could feel Jack's thick penis inside her bowels as if they were side by side. It made it seem like her pussy was tighter than ever, even though he knew she had already been filled with five loads of cum, including one of his own.

The other scouts knelt around the trio and watched with rapt attention as Walter slowly pulled and pushed into Cindy's cunt, craning their necks to see Jack's cock plunge in as Walter pulled out and then reverse the process when he thrust back into her. Jamie, spotting her little exposed clit, slid a hand along her form until his finger could tease the little nubbin. Almost immediately, Cindy bucked up, screamed in pleasure and climaxed. 

When the tremors passed several seconds later, the boys thought she had passed out. It wasn't until her hand groped for Jamie's cock that they realized that she was still alert and awake. The boys moved around her and began to provide the same attention they had before, with one squeezing and sucking on each of her generous breasts and the fifth offering his cock to her open mouth. She sucked him in eagerly and tugged at his balls to get him to come closer as her lips closed around his shaft.

Just a few minutes later, Cindy again stiffened and stifled a scream around the cock in her mouth. Walter tossed back his head as he slammed into her pussy one last time and shot his load deep inside her. Barely able to stagger back out of the way, Greg eagerly took his place and slid his member into Cindy. Cindy came again, almost sucking Steven's balls through his cock in the process. Before Greg had gotten close, Jack began to grunt and then hissed, "I'm cummingggg!!!" as he shot his wad into his wife's anus. He managed to hold her long enough for her to cum again and then for Greg to add to the flood in her pussy.

With some difficulty, Jack extracted himself from under Cindy, rolling her limp body onto her side. He recovered enough to instruct Steven to slather some of the lube on his flag pole and lay down behind Cindy. With a little effort, he was able to work his cock into her anus and the scouts helped him roll her on top of him. When they were settled, Jason knee-walked between their legs and eased his cock into her pussy and started the process all over again.

Cindy, though, had not missed a beat and she climaxed after only the third thrust by Steven. It felt to her like she was having continual orgasms, her body shaking uncontrollably. She seemed to be in a daze, not fully aware of her surroundings or what was happening except that she knew she had never felt so good in her life.

Jack left the scouts tending to his loving wife and strolled down to the river. Soaping up thoroughly, he let the cool water soothe his overheated body and was away the soap. When he climbed out and dried off, he felt fantastic, like his wife, better than he could ever remember. He rejoined the group and watched until it was again his turn to fuck her soggy pussy. 

When Steven eased out from under Cindy, Jack suggested he try cleaning up in the river as he had. Cindy turned over and mounted Jamie. Then Greg, freshly lubricated, slipped his member into her ass from the doggy position. The sensation was much the same as before but different and the group slowly worked through the process again as each of the men experienced Cindy laying on them and each one fucked her ass. 

The boys were amazed again to note that, when one of them pulled out of her anus, it no longer closed right away. Indeed it remained open until the next cock slid inside her.

Finally, having completely lost track of how many times she had been fucked but knowing that each of the six men had fucked her multiple times, Cindy weakly asked them to stop. She said that she just couldn't take any more and asked them to let her go to sleep in the late afternoon sun. When Jack asked if she wanted him to clean her up, she shook her head, smiled, and said she wanted to dream about all the cum that was in her right then. She was asleep before he stood up.

Just before sundown, Cindy awoke and trudged down to the sand bar for a quick bath. Although she basically felt good, she was sore all over from a lot more exercise than she was used to having. The cool, soothing water made her feel better but she couldn't stay long because of the dropping temperature.

When she got back to camp, they all had a quick sandwich dinner and then retired for the night. Nothing was said about having sex.

Cindy awoke Monday morning feeling wonderful. She had slept better than any night she could remember. Yet she was the first one stirring about the campsite.

She started a little fire in the ring of stones, just enough to take the chill off, and then she started cooking the last of their bacon and eggs, grated some potatoes for frying and started a pot of coffee. Even at that she had to wake half the men to eat, kidding them about being sleepyheads.

After breakfast clean up, everyone went down to the sand bar for a quick bath and then back to the camp, where a concerted effort got the tent packed and everything stowed in the van by mid-morning. Rather reluctantly the group of seven started the four-hour drive back home.

They had been back on the interstate for less than 30 minutes when Jack beckoned to Cindy. When she leaned close, he whispered, "Don't you think you owe the boys a thank you fuck?"

"Oh, honey! Is that all right with you?" she asked.

"Of course it is."

Again she swiveled her seat toward the back, which immediately caught the scouts' attention. They watched with open-mouthed lust as she pushed her shorts and panties to the floor and stepped out of them. Then kneeling in front of Greg in the right side captain's chair, she ran her hand over his crotch until his penis grew fully erect. Unfastening his shorts, she pulled them and his jockeys down to his feet.

As the other boys watched raptly, Cindy stood, pushed the chair arms up out of the way and carefully straddled Greg, holding his cock as she slowly lowered herself onto him until she had completely enveloped his hard-on. She leaned forward against his chest and kissed him passionately, her tongue swabbing his mouth. When she broke the kiss, she whispered in his ear, "Honey, this is for the so very nice birthday present you gave me this weekend. I really loved it, every bit of it. Maybe we can do it again sometime but, whether we do or not, I want you to know that this time was special to me."

He wrapped his arms around the slow-moving woman and whispered, "Mrs. Nelson, this has been so special for me too. I don't know how to thank you."

Cindy showed Greg her appreciation by taking nearly a half hour to make him cum, during which Greg thought he had died and gone to heaven. When he had spent his load in her hot pussy, she waited until the last drop had oozed out, squeezing his shaft with her Kegel muscles until he felt like her cunt was making love to his cock. With a smile, she carefully backed off of him and they all stared at the tiny trickle of white cum rolling slowly down her thigh.

Cindy turned to Steven in the other chair. He had already lowered his shorts and was slowly stroking his cock. She grinned at him as she made herself comfortable above his spear and then consumed it quickly. Again she moved ever so slowly and after kissing the scout, thanked him for her present. He couldn't think of appropriate words for what he felt but simply told her how much he appreciated the opportunity.

One by one the boys switched seats and Cindy switched partners until she had fucked each of the five scouts one last time. Just a few blocks from their home, she pulled her panties and shorts back up, pleased that she had cum trickling down both her legs and loving the feeling of having a pussy full of the young men's cum.

Even after the scouts had gone and the house was again quiet with just Jack and Cindy stirring, she elected not to shower that evening, preferring to keep the memories of the five scouts who had serviced her so well for two days. Even Jack seemed to appreciate it when, in bed that evening, Cindy climbed on top of him and gave him the best fuck he could ever remember having. Afterward, as she clung to him, she whispered, "Thank you for the best birthday present I've ever had."

The End 



Scouting



"Bring that air mattress!" I commanded as I carried her toward the tent that had just been set up. I crawled into the tent with Amy in my arms and set her down. Pulling the air mattress in behind me I stretched her out as best I could and then unzipped the bag. The best thing now was to try to conserve some body heat and get some back into her. With nothing dry for her to wear this was the only thing I could think of to keep her alive. "Ok. Zip us in." I said as I slid into the bag, trying to straighten her out so I could hold her face to face. Normally a mummy bag is a one person bag, but I tend to like my roomy and thankfully got myself an oversized bag. I slid down into the bag and pulled her to me, her cold skin almost painful to touch. "Ok Now go take care of what I told you to do." I told Mark as I laid back and pulled her to my body, her face resting on my chest and breathing in air from inside the bag. That air would be slightly warmer and should help her. 

I held her for a long time, her body shaking controllably before I felt like I was making some progress. Her breathing became a bit less ragged and she moved her arms from across her chest between us to having them on my sides and pulling my body against hers. She was still shaking like a leaf, but now her bare chest was against mine, her hard nipples practically poking holes in my chest as she shook. She was far from out of danger, but I felt better about her condition, and my mind started to wander to the situation. Here I was, holding her naked in the same sleeping bag. Somehow when I stripped her down outside it had never occurred to me that I was touching her naked body, something that I might have fantasized about, but never done and never expected to have happen. Unfortunately, that line of thought also woke up my dick, which all of a sudden realized that it was nestled into that little gap where her legs met the rest of her body, that ever present target that was the entrance to all her most private places. Since it had been shrunken to its limit from the cold, as it started to grow, it did so like a missile launching to space, straight up into the crevasse. No matter how much I tried to "think" it to stop, the constant motion of her shivering kept massaging it and caressing the head. I finally gave up and let it have its way, allowing it to work its way up between her legs, the top of it pressing against her pussy. I had to admit that as I warmed up, my mind got more turned on. I found myself gently stroking her ass as I lay there. As much as I really wanted to have sex with her, this was defiantly not the time or place. 

I was broken from my thoughts by one of the guys bringing me a cup of hot beef broth and a spoon. I thanked him as he closed the door once again. I was sure I was going to pay hell with the guys forever for being naked with Amy. I rolled us on our sides, my dick still confined between her legs. I unzipped enough to get an arm out and gently spooned the hot liquid to her lips. It took a few small spoonfuls before her mostly frozen brain got the idea and let me put full spoonfuls of the warm liquid into her mouth. By the time I had fed her the whole cup of broth her constant shaking had reduced to sporadic shudders. I wrapped my arms around her after zipping us up and pulled her slightly higher so I could get her face out of the bag now. I lay back down and she allowed her legs to spread on either side of mine, finally relaxing somewhat. She nuzzled her face into my neck and I felt her breathing slowly change to the regular shallow breathing of sleep. Confident that she was going to be ok, allowed myself to drift off to sleep as well.

I was dreaming that Amy was changing her clothes in the tent and she crawled over and pulled my sleeping bag open, and mounted me, slowly rocking her hips as she rode me. It was a wonderful dream, until I realized that I wasn't dreaming. My mind slowly pulled me to reality to find that Amy was still zippered tight into my bag with me, and my dick was buried fully into her. She gently rocked her hips, driving her clit into the base of my cock as she kissed and nuzzled my neck. I honestly had no recollection of getting this started, but my body was way beyond rational thought. My hands squeezed her firm ass in time with her small rocking motions, the bag limiting how far she could move. Now that I was awake it felt like my dick was growing even larger inside her, and her motions were coming more urgent, grinding her pelvis into mine to rub her clit against my dick. I never really had a chance to hold back, my body having been too far stimulated in my sleep to get ahead of it. I pushed her ass down against my dick and with a grunt, started unloading shot after shot of cum into her pussy. The feeling of my cum surging into her or the feel of my dick twitching and jumping inside her or the extra contact of pressing her against my dick, or some combination, triggered her own orgasm. With a low groan she shivered all over, a much different shiver than before. I could feel her pussy contracting around my dick, milking it and squeezing the drops of cum from me as her fingers gently stroked my sides where her arms lay. After several long minutes of our bodies twitching against each other, she sighed contentedly and drifting back off to sleep. I held her tight, not really sure what to think, and at the same time savoring how her soft body pressed against mine and how soft and warm her pussy was around my still partially hard dick.

It was after dark when Mark woke me. "Mike." He said shaking me softly.

"Yeah." I responded groggily.

"We have most of the clothes and stuff dry and some food made. Do you want to eat?'

"Yeah, why don't you bring us the stuff we were wearing."

"Is she going to be ok?"

"Yeah. She's just tired now. "

"Ok." He said as he slid out of the tent, returning a few minutes later with a pile of fire warmed clothes. "Here you go."

"Thanks Mark." I said as he slid out and zipped the door closed behind him. I gently unzipped the sleeping bag and rolled the two of us over on our sides. I started to move away but she pulled me back tighter to her. "Nooooo" she cooed groggily.

"Easy Amy." I whispered as I began pulling her arms from around me. She opened her eyes and I saw coherence slowly flood back into them.

"Where am I"

"In the tent. You took a spill into the water." I whispered.

"I did?"

"Uh huh."

"I don't remember."

"I'm not surprised. You were suffering from hypothermia."

"How did I get out?"

"I jumped in after you."

"Didn't you get wet too?"

"Yeah, but not as bad as you did. You were all the way under."

Slowly she shook her head. "I kind of remember now. I fell off and when I looked up I was looking through a window."

"Not a window, ice."

"How did I get out?"

"I pulled you out."

"How did I get here?" she asked as her mind slowly started to put all the pieces together.

"I got us here."

"Why am I naked?"

"I undressed both of us. All our clothes were soaked." 

She looked down at both of our naked fronts and realized that we were in the same sleeping bag naked. "So you undressed me in here?"

"Actually, no. Out there. There wasn't any time for modesty, I'm sorry."

"So who saw me naked?"

"Besides me? Just Mark. I stuffed you into my sleeping bag as soon as I got you dried off."

"Well, that must have been a thrill for both of you." She said with a frown.

"Actually we were just worried about keeping you alive." I said as I slid out of the sleeping bag and dug through the clothes to find my long underwear and hers. I handed hers to her and then went about putting mine on. 

"And getting into a sleeping bag naked with me was your idea?"

"Yep. Only idea I could think of at the time. I didn't figure you'd mind, given the other choice was you would have died within the hour."

"I suppose." She said as she pulled the long underwear into the sleeping bag. 

"If you want some privacy, just wait a minute and I'll go out." I said quietly.

"You didn't." she said.

"Didn't what?"

"Have me close my eyes or anything before you got dressed."

"Nope, besides, nothing you haven't seen before." I said as I pulled my winter pants on over my long johns. "They have some food ready if you want some."

"Actually, I'm starved." She said as she threw the sleeping bag open and began to pull on her long john top. Once she had her top and bottom on she crawled over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For everything." She whispered in my ear before pulling back. 

"You're welcome." I answered simply as I helped her pull her now dry snow pants and coat on over her long johns. The last thing to put on was wool socks and then our boots, which were sitting just inside the tent. I crawled out of the tent and then helped her out, walking her over to the fire. The guys were more than happy to see both of us and they made a great fuss over Amy, getting her food and hot coco. There was lots of talk for the next couple hours about the whole incident, all of us working out the stress by talking about it. 

When we had warmed by the fire and had our fill of food and had a chance to go to the bathroom, we moved Amy's dried sleeping bag to my tent and I let her get in and settled before coming in to get ready for bed myself. I knew she was awake and watching me, which had a tendency to make me hard. I stripped down naked and then pulled on my sleep clothes before sliding into my sleeping bag and zipping closed. Amy was laying with her head just inches from mine.

"Mike." She whispered. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure." I answered with a yawn.

"Did we have sex before?"

I had dreaded this question. I really didn't know what she remembered or figured out. "Why do you ask?"

"You didn't answer me." She whispered. "But I'll answer you first. I half remembered having sex, and I'm way to wet for it all to be just me."

"Well." I whispered. "I was asleep, and the next thing I knew I was buried inside you and you were humping me. I have to admit that nature being what it is, I finished it even though I don't know how it started."

"I wondered." She whispered before falling silent. Several long minutes passed before she whispered again. "You know. I haven't had sex for almost five years."

"I'm sorry." 

"If you were going to start something, how would you do it?"

"Well, " I whispered, stifling another yawn. "I've always really liked the way your tits look. I'd probably start by kissing and sucking them."

"Always have?" she asked, raising her head. "Have you seen them before?"

It seemed like I had stuck my foot into it this time. Time to fess up. "A few times."

"How many?"

"Oh I don't know. A few."

"Well, why don't you tell me about them, if it's only a few."

"You sure you want to know this?"

"Yeah, I do. I mean since we just had sex I guess it's only fair to know what else you've seen."

"Well, first time I saw them was when you were breast feeding Em. I walked in on you accidently while you were changing your shirt after you leaked all over..."

"I remember that. I'm not sure who was more startled."

"The next time was when we were at the lake. You remember, you were sharing the tent with us?"

"Oh yeah. That summer, what about six years ago? I forgot about that."

"Uh huh. You were sitting in the tent and the wind blew the divider up. I got to see your whole body while you were putting on your swim suit."

"Yeah. Nancy had been telling me about how you were always trying to get into her pants when you're outside. I got kind of turned on and I couldn't resist flashing you."

"I wondered if it was on purpose."

"It was. When else?"

"A couple years ago we were both changing into our swim suits down at the swimming hole and I accidently watched you change."

"You accidently watched."

"Well, I couldn't help but watch, you looked so sexy striping out there in the woods."

"And you just stood there naked and watched?"

"How did you know I was standing there naked? I didn't say that."

"Well, I have to be honest... I saw you over there. I took as long as I could changing so you would have time to finish."

"Finish?"

"Sure, you think I didn't know you were jacking off over there?" she giggled.

"You watched me?" 

"Well, I couldn't see what you were doing exactly, but I could tell by the way you were moving what you were doing. It kind of turned me on knowing that I turned you on enough to do that."

"Well, I was turned on watching you. I didn't know you liked watching me jack off."

"Ohhhhh if you only knew!" she said whistling silently.

"What does that mean?"

"Well, you remember when Nancy was gone for a month last year?"

"Yeah."

"Do you remember having to run out to the kitchen to pull your food out of the oven? And I came over to use the computer after you got done in the bedroom?"

"Yeah." I said with an uneasy feeling.

"Well, I was in the house already. I guess you didn't hear me come in. I was sitting in your chair on the computer when you came naked into the kitchen, your dick hard and all shiny with lotion. You didn't even see me before you ran back into the bedroom. I snuck down the hall until I could see you in the bedroom mirror."

I did remember when she was talking about. I had just gotten done jacking off to a good video of a guy fucking a huge set of tits when she came over. "You watched?"

"I not only watched, I pulled my underwear off and had my skirt pulled up. I came the same time you did. God I came so hard watching your cum spurting up in the air like that!"

"I guess we watched each other a few times then."

"But I never let on. I didn't want to ruin our friendship."

"I guess so." I said quietly.

We lay there a long time silently thinking and looking at each other.

"Mike." She whispered

"Yes?"

"Will you suck on my tits?"

"You sure?" I asked.

In answer she sat up pulled her pj top off before sliding her pants down and off. She moved over to me completely naked as I unzipped my bag. She pulled my polypro up and tossed it aside before working my bottoms down and off. She tossed them aside and then straddled me, with her hot wet pussy rubbing along my hard dick. "Please." She whispered as she leaned her body down to bring her two hanging globes in front of my face. I reached up and took both tits in my hands, and drew them to my mouth, sucking one of her nipples deep into my mouth as I squeezed her tit into a pointy cone. 

"Hmmmmm" she moaned quietly "that feels so good!"

We sat there for some time, my mouth working first one tit and then the other. Her hips had been rubbing my dick with her wet lips for some time before I felt her lift up and take hold of my dick. I felt her wet lips envelope my dick as she pushed against me. She moaned again as she slid down my dick, pushing her upper body until she was almost upright, her head touching the top of the tent. She leaned forward a little, putting her hands on my chest for support and then began to slowly ride up and down my dick, rising until she was almost off and then sliding down slowly until she was at the bottom, and then continued to grind her pussy back and forth on me before starting the trip again. I still had hold of her tits and put my hands to good use squeezing and massaging her tits and playing with her nipples with my fingers. She set the pace, working to her liking, taking her time. I allowed her to take all the time she wanted, but she began to pick up the pace after a while, working in shorter strokes and driving against me with more force. Her actions and very tight pussy was having an effect and I was getting much closer to coming.

"oh god oh god oh god" she whispered to no one in particular as her body began to shake. I pulled her lower, using her tits as handles and sucked a nipple into my mouth, rolling it against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. She ground her hips hard against me hard while she made small mewing sounds. 

She slowly lowered her body down to mine and rolled to the side, taking me with her. I continued the roll until I was on top of her, both our bodies still exposed to the cold air in the tent. "Fuck me now." She whispered in my ear as she spread her legs wide so I could better stroke into her. She groaned and moaned quietly as I pushed my dick its full length time after time. She put her arms around my neck and pulled my head down as she pushed her tits toward my mouth as I stroked. "suck my tit." She whispered in my ear. "Fill me with your cum. Pretend you're squirting your juice all over my tits. Pretend my tits are wrapped around your big hard dick and its poking into my mouth with each stroke." She panted in my ear. "Ohhhhhhh you feel so good!" She said in a squeaky voice. "You're going to make me cum again!" I drove my dick deep into her and groaned as her body shuddered in time with my first squirt of cum. I unloaded shot after shot of hot juice into her, finally lowering myself on top of her, spent. 

We rolled onto my sleeping bag, both of us tired and drained, and starting to get cold. She snuggled against me, laying half on top of me. I zipped us in, snuggled like a cocoon. 

"That felt so nice. I haven't been screwed in almost five years." She said as she nuzzled my neck.

"I'm glad you liked it." I said worried about where this is going.

"You know, Nancy can never know about this." She said quietly.

"No. It's going to be hard enough to explain being naked with you earlier."

"I know. We can't keep it a secret, you know the guys will tell everyone when we get back. I think we better say you had on underwear. Nancy won't like it, but she can accept that." She said obviously having thought this through already.

"Ok. What about this?" I asked

"She can't know about it. Once we're back, this never happened and never will again."

"Agreed." 

"Good. Now let's just enjoy the closeness we've discovered and get some sleep. We have a long hike tomorrow yet."

"Yes maam." I joked, holding her close. We fell asleep like that, her head snuggled to my neck and one leg draped across my body.

Morning broke clear and sunny. The morning sun had cleared the trees before either of us got up and moving. I could hear the guys hard at it, with a fire crackling and snapping.

"I think we need to get up." I whispered.

"Feels like you're already up." She whispered as she grabbed my morning hardon.

"Nothing unusual." 

"You always have one of these in the morning?" She asked as she pulled herself on top of me, her legs spread on either side of mine. "I could get used to that." She said as she pushed her body against my dick, sliding it inside her hot pussy. "ooooooohhhhhh Yes!" She hissed quietly. "I definitely could." she said as she began to rock her hips against me. "Oh damn..." she said a few minutes later, as my dick neared explosion inside her. "You get so big!" 

"Hope you're ready!" I whispered, trying to hold back.

"Don't hold back. I want to feel it." She panted 

"ok." I said quietly letting the feelings take over. It was only a minute more and my body stiffened and began pumping cum into her pussy, my hips pushing up into her with each pulse of my dick. To my surprise her body started shaking and trembling as she started to cum around me, her pussy squeezing my pulsing dick. 

"God I missed that." She whispered after we could both breath normally again. She unzipped the bag and rolled off of me, our juices drooling out of her. She looked around for her underwear and found it, using it to wipe the cum off my sleeping bag and off her pussy. She rolled onto her own bag and the two of us set to work getting dressed. We crawled out of the tent together and walked over to the guys for some breakfast. After eating I headed to the woods for a bathroom break. I needed a good constitutional. I looked around for a good log to sit on, and was busy with my pants around my ankles when Amy walked up. 




Scouting



"Hope you don't mind company." She said as she started pulling her snow pants down. She had her pants down to her ankles and her legs and butt naked. I watched as she crouched down and peed, using some TP she brought to wipe herself. She stood up and faced me. Giving me the first really good look at her pussy I had. "Do you like how it looks?" 

"Very much." I said.

"Good." She said as she turned around and bent over to pull her pants up, giving me a long slow look at her exposed pussy before pulling them up. "I'm glad you like how it looks. I'm not used to anyone looking at my body but me."

"It's a very nice looking body. I wouldn't mind giving that pussy a good licking!"

"Oh? She said looking around. What about my breasts?" she asked as she pulled her coat apart and pulled up her shirt to show me her tits in the sunshine.

"Yep. I could suck on those beauties all day!" I said as I stood up. She turned around while I wiped and turned back when I was done, stepping over to me as I was pulling my pants up.

"I think you have a good looking dick too." She whispered as she moved close and squeezed my cock before kissing me on the cheek. 

"I wonder what the guys are going to think." I said as we walked back toward camp.

"That I accidently went the wrong way." She said simply as we waded through the snow. 

It was a long day, but we made our ten miles before dark. We set camp and got dinner going. We all sat around and talked about aspects of winter camping, including hygiene. I told them that normally I would take a hot water shower about once every few days, and a sponge bath every other day. I explained that you could do sponge bath with only two liters of water and a camp towel. We heated water and let each of the guys get a chance to clean up one at a time in their tents. I went next and then let Amy go last, just before going to bed. After all the guys were bedded down, I looked at the sky and saw the heavy clouds rolling in before I crawled into my tent, finding Amy laying in her bag, all zipped up. A warm-up is on the way, along with some fresh snow I whispered as I started pulling off my clothes. When I was completely naked, and before I could pull my sleeping stuff on, Amy unzipped and tossed opened her bag, revealing that she was completely naked. 

"I have a question." She whispered.

"What's that?"

"Did you really want to lick my pussy?"

"Hell yes! Why?"

"I don't know. I mean, I haven't tried oral sex since I was a teenager." She said hesitantly. "But I think I want to with you."

"I see." I said quietly. I moved over to her and pushed her back, and then crawled over the top of her, my knees straddling her head and my hard dick poking down at her face. "Do whatever you think would feel good for me. Just don't bite." I whispered before lowering my head to her pussy. I gently kissed around her pussy lips and then licked between them ever so slowly while she kissed the head of my dick and tentatively licked me. I licked down her pussy an then pushed my tongue into her as far as I could go before pulling it out and working my tongue back up to her clit, while she wrapped her lips around my dick. I flicked my tongue across her clit, making her buck her hips up at me and moan around my dick. She was sopping wet, obviously thinking about this for a good part of the afternoon. I worked my tongue down again and pressed it into her as far as I could before moving back up to concentrate on her clit once again. She made no pretense of even trying to suck my dick any longer, and just held it in her mouth, as she bucked her hips at my face, moaning around my dick. As sensitive as her clit was, I had her squirming around in no time, finally making her climax while I licked and sucked her pussy. I held her climax as long as I could before she clamped her legs around my head to stop my actions. I lifted my head out of her crotch and rolled over onto my own sleeping bag. I worked around so I was laying on my back and Amy crawled over to me, making another attempt at my dick. 

"Just do what you think would make me feel good." I whispered. She nodded as she enveloped my dick with her mouth slowly working up and down my shaft as far as she could. She was very tentative at first, not sure if she would like it. Her motions became more animated as she got into it, slurping the head and stroking my dick up and down with her hand. She sucked and licked and swirled her tongue around my head, slowly working her body around until her pussy was over my face. She was obviously turned on again from her actions on my dick as she lowered her pussy to my face, which I eagerly licked and sucked. My whole dick vibrated as she moaned around it.

"I'm going to cum." I grunted in warning. Instead of pulling off like I expected, she sucked even harder, gaging slightly on the first spurt of cum. As my second shot pulsed into her mouth she pushed her pussy down on my face and started humping against my chin. I felt her body tense up and a trickle of her own juices run down my chin as my fourth and fifth spurts of cum emptied into her mouth. I could feel some of my cum dripping out of her now open mouth as she gasped for breath, trying to deal with her own orgasm. We stayed coupled in that position for several minutes before she rolled off, her body still heaving for breath.

"That was more fun than I expected." She said quietly

"You learned quickly."

"Thank you." She said as she turned around and lay down with her head on my chest. I zippered us into my bag and we drifted off to sleep, both of us content for the moment.

I woke up in the middle of the night needing to go pee. Sex has that effect. Amy woke as I was trying to extract myself from her and my sleeping bag.

"Where are you going?" she asked sleepily.

"Gotta go pee."

"Oh..." she said "That sounds like a good idea."

Normally I would just pull on my boots and sprint out to a tree, being already dressed in polypro long johns. But tonight I was naked.

"What are you doing?" she asked as I looked around for clothes in the darkness of the tent.

"Trying to find something to put on."

"So why don't we just go naked" she asked.

"First off, its cold, second the guys might see us."

"First off, so what? Second off, they're asleep. Third I think your chicken."

"Not at all." I said as I pulled on wool socks. "If you want to do this then get your naked ass up too."

"Fine I will." She said as she pulled her boots on her bare feet. I unzippered the tent and scooted out into a winter wonderland. The warmth had indeed come, and it must have been in the high twenties. Large fluffy flakes of snow were falling gently in a blanket that was already several inches thicker than when we went to bed. Amy slid out of the tent after me, quickly catching up and taking my hand. 

"This is fun." She whispered

"It's cold!" I whispered back as we walked off into the woods a ways from the camp. I found a good place to stop and let fly.

"I can warm you up." She said stepping behind me and taking hold of my dick. Now I'm used to peeing in the woods, but I had to admit that having her hold onto my hose was going to give me a hardon pretty quick. It was a good thing I was already going, or I never would have gotten started. As soon as I was done she started stroking me, and kept it up, her body pressed against mine from behind until I was very hard.

"My turn." She said a she let go and stepped around me. She squatted next to the tree I had peed on and let go herself, watering the ground close to where I was. "That feels better." She said as she stood up. "Come on." She said walking toward a large pine that had fallen over. She stepped up onto the trunk, which lifted her body nearly a foot, brining her tits to my face level. "Now how about sucking these tits?" she asked as s the snow fell around it. It was chilly, but hormones can have a serious warming effect. I stepped up to her and went to work sucking and licking her erect nipples.

"Oh god yes." She said loudly. "That feels good!"

"Shhhhh"

"They won't hear anything!" she said as she pulled my face back to her chest. "Besides, I want you to fuck me in the snow!" In response I moved my hand to her pussy as she spread her legs to give me better access. I stroked her clit and slid a finger deep into her wet pussy. "ohhhhhh yes!" she said throwing her head back. "god I am so turned on."

"In that case." I said stepping back and pulling her down off the log. I turned her around and she bent over and leaned on the log, spreading her legs. I moved my dick to her pussy and pushed easily into her.

"Uhhhh" she grunted loudly as I stroked into her. The woods listened to us both grunting and our skin slapping, the snow dampening the sounds around us. She cried out once as her body stiffened and trembled as her orgasm washed over her body. I could feel her pussy clenching tightly around my dick, wanting to squeeze the juices from it, which it gladly gave up as my own body drove deep into her and began unleashing its flow of creamy juice. Time after time my dick pulsed, putting another squirt of cum deep into her pussy before I finally slowed to a drool. She stood up as straight as she could without me falling out of her and pulled my head down to her own so she could kiss my cheek as I wrapped my arms around her and cupped her breasts.

"God I'm going to miss this." She said quietly.

"How so?"

"I got used to not ever having sex."

"Just out of curiosity, what did you do?"

"Oh I have a nice box of toys."

"I'd like to see that some time." I said as my softening dick slipped from her pussy. "But for now I think we better get back into the tent before we freeze.

"Ok." She said, turning and walking up the hill holding my hand. We slipped into our tent and snuggled down into my bag and zipped us into our cocoon.

"Last day tomorrow." She said quietly.

"I know."

"Are you going to miss it?"

"You mean having sex with you?"

"uh huh."

"Yes, but it wouldn't be fair to Nancy to keep doing it."

"No." she said as she pushed her face tighter into my neck. I felt a tear drop to my shoulder and run down as she cried silently. I held her close until her breathing slowed and she was asleep.

Morning broke gray and dreary. I could hear the sound of the guys moving around, and unzipped my bag and slid out, leaving Amy under the covers. It only took me a minute to pull my clothes on and slide out of the tent. We had gotten another foot of heavy snow overnight and it was still coming down. It was going to be a tough 8 miles back to the trail head today. I spent the next hour working with the guys on the fire and getting water and such ready for the day's trip. Amy crawled out of the tent just as breakfast was getting done. Last day and the supplies were getting down to the end. All we had was oatmeal and hot coco. Filling but not eggs and such. It took another half hour to pack up the tents and get headed down the trail. 

The eight mile hike should have taken us about 3 hours in dry conditions, in the two foot deep snow it took us a full eight exhausting hours. 

"We're back!" The guys shouted as they made the last sprint to the truck. 

"Thank god!" Amy said, clearly exhausted from trudging through the snow.

"I vote for a hotel and a shower!" I said loudly as I unlocked the truck. Our plan was to camp out near the truck and leave in the morning. 

"Sounds like a good idea to me." One of the guys echoed. We loaded all our gear and headed into town for a hotel and got three rooms. The guys shared two rooms, each, and Amy and I shared the third. The guys figured that we shared a tent all week there was no point in spending extra money for another room, besides there were two beds in a room anyway. We agreed reluctantly, on the outside anyway. We all agreed to go eat in an hour, giving everyone a chance to shower and change. Amy was stripping off clothes almost before I had the door closed.

"Come on. I want to shower with you." She said with a giggle as she tossed her clothes over her shoulder as she stripped. As soon as she was naked she came over and helped strip me and then practically drug me off to the shower. 

"HMMMMMM" she hummed as the hot water cascaded over us. "This is so much better than ice water."

"I agree with that." I said as I began soaping her body, paying special attention to her tits and pussy.

"I'm really horny. Will you fuck me right here?"

"In the shower?"

"uh huh. After today I don't get to do this ever again, so I want to try everything that I can."

"It would by my pleasure." I said as I put my hands under her butt and lifted her up. It took a few stabs, so to speak, before I got engaged and lowered her down onto my dick. Her pussy was hot and I could feel her cervix pushing against the head of my dick as she held on to my neck with her arms and my waist with her legs. I bounced her up and down my shaft and listened to her moan how good it felt and how full I made her. Her soapy body slid up and down mine as the two of us drew closer to climax. It came on her almost suddenly, her body shaking and her grip tightening around my neck, smashing her face against mine. I was close but not quite over the top. She moved her legs and stood on the edge of the tub, bending her knees to get the height right. I held her firm ass for leverage and started stroking straight up into her pussy, slamming out bodies together under the warm spray. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck" she mumbled as my dick grew thicker, drawing closer to my own release. She leaned her body back slightly and I watched her tits bounce and giggle. I was nearly there. 

"Wait, stop!" she said quickly. I pulled out of her and held her close, thinking I had hurt her.

"I want to feel you fuck my tits." She said as she got down from the edge of the tub and knelt down, bringing her tits to my dick level. I moved the spray off her head while she used some shampoo on my dick and her tits. She pressed them together around my dick and I started stroking my fat dick up and down, my balls rubbing against her body as the head of my dick poked out between her tits. "That's it. Come for me. I want to see you cum!" she cooed. I continued to stroke up and down, grunting as I once again came closer to climax. 

"ok." I panted as my balls drew up to fire. I pushed one more time, bringing the head of my dick up and out of her tits, the first shot of cum shooting into the air between us and landing on her tits. I continued to stroke, each time I came out another string of white goo flew into the air and landed on her tits or face. I stopped stroking as my dick stopped shooting and reduced to a drool of cum out the tip.

"God that was hot." Amy said as she stood up, cum dripping down her face and tit. "I've seen it in porn movies, but never had anyone actually do it. God what a turn on!" she said as she rubbed my cum around on her soapy body.

"It was pretty damn hot watching my cum splashing all over your tits."

She pulled me close and rose on her tippy toes to kiss me on the lips. To this point we had pretty much avoided serious kissing, but this one was a full face, sharing tongues, sloppy wet 'fuck me' kiss. "Thank you." She said when we could breathe again.

"My pleasure." I joked. "But we better get dressed. The guys will be ready to eat any time now.

"How long have we been in here?"

"Almost an hour." 

"Damn!" she said as she quickly turned around and rinsed off. She shut off the water and we quickly dried and headed out to the room to dress. She pulled some clothes out of her bag, like all of us, having brought some extra clothing to change into for the trip home, so we didn't all have to smell like trail. She had a long skirt and turtleneck, which she put on without her bra or panties.

"Aren't you afraid of showing off for the guys?" I asked as I pulled my briefs and a pair of jeans on.

"I've been going all week without a bra, if they haven't noticed yet, that's their fault.

"They might get ideas."

"I doubt it. But what my real intent is so that when we get back here you are so horny from thinking about me not wearing anything under this that you'll be ready to jump my bones and screw me silly all night."

"That sounds like a good plan, as long as I get enough sleep to drive tomorrow."

"OH, I'll keep you awake somehow." She said with a grin as she walked up and gave me another fuck me kiss.

Dinner ended up being at a little diner down the road. The whole bunch of us had a great time eating and talking and just enjoying not being around a campfire. The food was really good, but then anything would be really good after four days of dehydrated rations. We returned to the hotel rooms and I said I was going to bed to get some sleep. Amy hung out with the guys for a few more minutes before coming to the room. I was already laying in bed with the TV on when she came in and closed the door.

"If you're not naked you better get that way." She said as she walked over to the bed and started pulling the sheet back. She kicked off her boots and climbed up on the bed, walking across my naked form, my already hard dick pointing at the ceiling. "So were you thinking about me being naked under this skirt?"

"Yep." I said, stroking her bare leg as she slowly pulled the skirt higher. 

"You like what you see?" she asked coyly as she exposed her pussy, and spread her legs for me to see.

"Uh huh."

"How about these?" she asked, pulling her shirt up to expose her tits.

"Very much."

"Good." She said as she left her stretchy shirt hooked above her tits and then lifted the skirt again. "I've been thinking about this all through dinner." She said as she pulled her skirt up and started to crouch down over my dick. I held my dick up for her and she pushed her pussy down over me, as she squatted, her skirt held up and back by her bent knees. "OH FUCK!" she said loudly as she felt her cervix pressing against the head of my dick. She began to bounce on my dick, the springiness of the bed doing most of the work while we held hands to give her balance. It had to be hard on her legs, but she didn't seem to care a she threw her head back and concentrated on finding that perfect spot. We stayed in that position for nearly ten minutes before she shook and cried out quietly that she was coming. I watched her pussy leak its juices around my dick as she shook and shuddered.

"god that was good." She said as she lifted herself off my dick.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." 

She pulled her skirt off and tossed it aside before pulling her top off and adding it to the pile. "Let's find a porn movie." She said picking up the tv remote and laying down naked next to me. I had the heat up so there was no real need for covers. She found a video on the adult channel about a guy and some cheerleaders. She curled up against me and stroked my still hard dick as the movie started. I had my arm around her playing with one of her tits while I watched. We got to a point where there was a busty cheerleader riding his dick, facing away from him. She crawled into the same position and aimed my dick at her pussy and began to ride up and down like in the video, stroking herself on my dick. I had gotten off a whole lot of times in the last four days, and the last one in the shower was especially big, so I had plenty of staying power. She continued to ride me, bringing herself to another climax along with the girl in the video. At this point the guy turned her on her back and started fucking her while she was on her back with her ass in the air and her legs spread wide in the air.

"Do you want to do that?" she asked as she rolled off of me and tried to mimic the position. 

"Why not." I answered as I stood on the bed and pushed my dick down into her. It was an interesting angle, with my dick pressing against someplace really good on her, from the sound of her moaning. I was getting very close to cuming when my dick slipped out of her wet pussy, partly because my balance was going as I started to climax, and partly because she had started to cum a third time herself. My dick started shooting cum all over her body, landing in long strings across her body and face. She lowered her legs and I stood there, dripping my cum on her as we laughed at each other. Finally I climbed off the bed and got a towel to wipe her off with. We curled up on the bed and watched the end of the movie, including some girl on girl action, before we drifted off to sleep.




Scouting



Morning came and we showered one final time together after having some gentle sex in bed. I woke the guys and headed down to the breakfast in the hotel while Amy dressed. We decided we better give the appearance of not dressing together. Breakfast was an easy continental breakfast and then we started getting ready to head out. We had one last kiss before we left the hotel room, knowing that it would be our last. 

The trip home was long and slow, both of us dreading having to explain to my wife how we ended up naked together, and to convince her that it was a onetime thing and there was nothing to it besides survival. We both hoped that the fact that I was rescuing Amy, her best friend would make the difference. If I were my wife, I'm not sure I would believe me.

That was over four years ago. I am still happily married to my wife. Our two families are still as close as they were, and when we are together, Amy and I still act like we did before, except for maybe a bit tighter hug when we meet. I have to admit though, when I am fishing at her lake, she frequently comes out of the house to stand on the porch naked for me to see, and I have been known to sneak onto her porch to peek into the large patio door that looks into her bedroom. She politely leaves the curtains open when she knows I am coming fishing. I have watched her shower through the open doors and even stood on one side of the glass and jacked off while she sat on the other using a dildo or vibrator. Both of us know that we can't ever have sex again, but the teasing has gone to a whole new level.