0 comments/ 29033 views/ 1 favorites Fishing Trip By: Daisey You have gone on your fishing trip with the boys. They are snug in their tent, and you in yours. The evening before had been quite cool, so this night you find yourself in a long sleeve t-shirt and sweat pants inside your double sleeping bag. You don't worry about the boys because they generate enough body heat to keep themselves warm. "Lucky dogs," you think as you roll over burrowing down into your bag, seeking more warmth. It seems like hours have passed, but it has not yet been an hour since you fell asleep, but you wake to a noise. Could be some wild life near by, but you hope that it isn't - all you need is for three boys panicking around you for no reason when you could be sleeping and putting behind you the tensions of work. You look around the interior of the tent, the moon is illuminating the walls, and you make out shapes of trees and shrubs around you by their silhouettes against the tent's walls. Suddenly you come across a shape in the darkness, certainly doesn't look like a shrub or a tree - and you startle as it moves towards you. "How on earth".... you begin to sprout, as I walk towards you. "Shush, you don't want to wake up the boys" I say, "scoot over and give me some room". You do so without hesitation, holding open the sleeping bag side, feeling the cool night air invade the inside of the bag. "Quick, get in, the warmth is escaping" you bark, with a hint of humour in your voice. I nestle down into the sleeping bag beside you. I have my three t-shirts and sweat pants on too. You pull me towards you so that your right arm is around my shoulders, burrowing my head against your chest, one arm down between your and my bodies, the other lying across your chest. My right hand strokes your side and moves across your chest stroking along your skin. Fingers and nails raking over your shirt. Your hand around my shoulders moves to my neck, moving my hair out of the way, as you lightly stroke along my neck, around my shoulders, responding to the strokes of my hand on your body. No words are spoken, for none are needed. My hand moves lower and finds the bottom of your top and works its way under your shirt. My fingers lightly making their way up your chest reaching up to your nipples where my palm smoothes over your right nipple -- making it rise. I know you like by your reaction -- it's hardened tip grazing the palm of my hand as I lightly stroke over it. You move involuntarily because of the response of your body - feelings are awakening in your groin. Sensing that you are relaxing by my administrations, I move down your body and work both hands up under your t-shirt, lightly stroking your nipples my palms over them. Tongue kisses follow along areas of your skin -- making my way up along your chest -- moving to one nipple and then the other. Alternating between each one, my tongue rolls around each nipple, teasing each to a peak to then lightly take one at a time between my teeth and gently pull and tug, switching between licks, kisses and nibbles - working you into a small frenzy. My leg moves over your right leg, to rest between your legs. I can feel you begin to harden through your sweat pants, and smile to myself. The flap of the sleeping bag hasn't been secured, so enables me to maneuver myself to straddle your legs, so I can work on getting your shirt up your arms and off over your head. Fortunately you kindly see my dilemma and assist in taking it off for me, resulting in a deep passionate tongue kiss in appreciation -- during which your hands have made their own up under my t-shirts - the warmth of your hands against my skin making me shiver. I raise my arms so that you can draw them up and over my head - but you have other thoughts as you capture my shirts around my arms, exposing my breasts to your mouth so you can reciprocate in kind to my nipples, what I had done to yours. A little tit for tat.. lol. Our administrations to each other's bodies are making us warmer and the sleeping bag cover has been forgotten, instead has been scrunched up around us to make for more padding against the hard ground. We are kissing in a frenzy.. nibbling, licking, sucking each other's tongues, ear lobes, necks. We breakaway from each other to regain our breath and to wiggle our way out of our sweat pants in order to be closer to each other, feel each others skin against skin. You grab and roll me over your hips - I can feel you hard against my skin. My hands are splayed out on your chest, feeling your warmth and smooth my palms up to your neck, leaning into you as I do so. My fingers stroke your neck, around your ears, playing with your ear lobes. I rake my right hand along your jaw towards your mouth and you move to take one of my fingers into your mouth, holding it gently between your teeth, taking it into your warm moist mouth. Sucking on it gently, the experience is heady, my left hand moves towards the side of your face and my loose right hand fingers hold your face steady as I move into you and replace my finger with my tongue. While in our passionate kiss, your hands are roaming over my shoulders, down my arms, around to my sides. Making your way down to my ass, you take a firm hold and lift me slightly so that you can slide your hard cock into my pussy, we both give a guttural grrrroan - it has been some time. You slide in easily because I am sooo wet and ready for you, my walls swallow you up and I contract my muscles around you sucking you into me. We are still kissing, tongue tip to tongue tip, flicking gently to then swallow each other's and suck on each other's. Lips sliding over lips. As you are pushing up into me, I am pushing down, engulfing as much of you as I can. Our kiss breaks and I move my hands back to your chest as I move to a more upright position, with you still inside me, moving inside me. We are silently enjoying each other. Your hands move to my breasts, taking my nipples into your fingers, rolling them around and pinching their peaks. You take them into your palms and can feel my hardened nipples against your palms as you make circles over my skin. My head moves back and I emit a contented sigh. You take me by the sides of the arms and roll me over, I am underneath you and your hands are either side of my body as you thrust yourself deeper into me - if that is possible. Your mouth moves over my breasts alternatively taking each nipple into your mouth, rolling each bud with your tongue, nipping lightly. My fingers are in your hair, around your ears, holding your head over my breasts. Your tongue moves down my chest, trailing down to my stomach, my hands move to my breast where you have just been, they are still wet from your mouth as I move my palms over my nipples. You move in and out, in and out of me as you make your way further down, and you then slide out of me. Both of us emit a low grrrroan at this release. You make your way down between my legs, your shoulders between my thighs, spreading my legs so that my pussy is right there for your taking. You alternately kiss the insides of my thighs around my pussy, and I am pushing my hips up in anticipation of more to come. Your fingers move to my pussy lips and spread them open. You press your tongue into me and lick slowly, deeply up to my clit, where your tongue flicks with pressure against it - resulting in my hips thrusting up and guttural groan escaping from my lips. Your fingers expose the area around my clit so that you can see my engorged bud, and you emit a guttural groan as you take lathe it with your tongue, lips, applying pressure to my bud, which drives me to distraction. Your fingers now take the place of your tongue, working them over my bud as you move your mouth down to my opening where you thrust your tongue deeply into me. My hips are rocking into you as you move your tongue in and out, in and out. Your right hand moves down and you move two fingers inside of me, my muscles contracting around them, capturing them as you move them in and out. Your mouth and tongue moves back to my clit where your left hand has been doing a mighty good job!!!.. lol. We are working into a frenzy, my hands are reaching down to you, finger nails are raking along the tops of your shoulders as you thrust your fingers into me and your tongue teases my clit into a verrrrry engorged state. You are getting sooo hard and you can feel precum ejecting out on to its head. I am soooo wet and you can tell by my sighs, my hip movements and your need that we are ready for release - you replace your fingers for your hard cock and you thrust yourself into me. You lean over me and we kiss passionately, deeply, my hands are roaming over your back and down, digging my nails gently into your ass, making you thrust a little more at the time. You can feel my hardened nipples against your chest as your lips move to the side of my neck and I move my head to one side to give you greater access. You suck and nibble to your hearts content and kiss your way across under my chin to the other side - all the while thrusting in and out. My hips are moving to meet your thrusts. Your hardness pushing against my engorged, sensitive clit. You can feel the pressure bubbling up inside you, ready to explode. We are breathing heavy now against each other's necks, each knowing that release is close to hand. Hmmm the tension has now mounted, and with one final thrust you fill me. My muscles contract around you, you can feel the ripples around you for what I believe to have been an orgasm. You thrust a couple of times more, my muscles meeting each thrust - milking you dry. You hold me, while still inside me. We kiss, not deep and passionate, but a little differently - lips to lips. You roll off me and with my head resting on your right arm, my back spooning to your front. Your left arm holding me tight against you, your hand cupping my right breast, my right hand cupping yours. My left-hand fingers entwined in your right, your breath against my neck -- we fall asleep. Daylight breaks through the trees and falls gently over the tent. You can hear the wildlife stirring, the ducks in the background on the water and the birds chirping in the trees. You can hear the stirring of the boys in the tent nearby. You wake suddenly knowing that they can't find me there with you. But I am not. Your pillow is against your body, the sleeping bag scrunched around you and you feel a wet patch against your warm skin - I was in your dreams. Fishing Trip My husband and 5 other managers, all senior to him, where going to go on a fishing trip. They had rented a houseboat with three small fishing boats included so they could tie up somewhere and then use the small boats to fish. The other wives were going to go Minneapolis for a shopping trip and I had been invited along, but we really could not afford for me to go shopping. I bugged my husband to let me come along on the fishing trip, but he wouldn't let me until I spoke to one of the senior managers. The deal ended up being that I would cook and clean for ten days on the houseboat and that no one else would know that I came along. Obviously the other wives tended to be jealous. Since the manager was senior to my husband, that effectively ended my husband saying no. I packed my suitcase and his with what we would need and eagerly waited for Friday so we could be off. Even with the cooking and cleaning I would have plenty of time to myself to read and sun. I was excited because this would be a nice long vacation for both of us. The other five men picked us up in a large van and loaded our bags in the back. I sat next to my husband on the long drive to the resort where we were to get the houseboat. After a time I dozed off and only woke up to the feeling of my husband stroking the side of my breast. Even though it felt good, I made him stop. I whispered that when we had our cabin I would make it up to him. When we got to the resort we unloaded everything and were taken the houseboat. Imagine my surprise when I found out that there were no cabins, just a large open room with one end the kitchen and the other six bunks. There was a bathroom, very small, and no other rooms. After my initial shock and a look of concern on my husband's face, we decided to make the best of this and stowed our suitcases. One of the senior managers got instruction on running the houseboat and soon we were off. I sat on the top deck enjoying the breeze and the sun while the men stood around drinking beer. We found a nice place to tie up and soon I was too busy cooking to pay any attention to the sleeping arrangements. After eating the men drank on the back deck while I washed dishes and cleaned the table and kitchen. Finally it was time for bed. I demanded that the lights be turned off and I went into the bathroom to get ready. As I slowly undressed I decided that I would wear panties with my nightdress, which was knee-length cotton. My husband's and my bunk was in the midst of all the others. Men were all around us and everyone was in bed when I turned off the light and felt my way to the bunk. My husband was sitting on the edge and let me crawl in then followed me. We were pressed up tight against each other and I could feel his erection pressing into my ass. I wanted to make love but the presence of the others was intimidating. I whispered to him not tonight, but took one of his hands and pressed it to my breasts. He felt me for a while then took his hand and slid it underneath my nightdress so he could feel my bare breasts. I reached back to fondle his cock and we must have been making noise since a voice came out of the dark. "Either fuck her or be quiet!" That effectively ended our playing although he managed to get my panties down below my ass and his shorts down so his cock was nestled in my crack. Both his hands were on my bare breasts; my nightdress pulled up in front. Horny but feeling good we managed to fall asleep. The next morning I awoke first, I think, and squirmed to get over my husband and out of the bunk so I could make breakfast. Unfortunately my panties had slid down further and his knee was holding them down, so I had to let them be pulled off as I squirmed up and over him. I was sure that no one saw me, but as I told them to come and get breakfast, when my husband got out of the bunk my panties were in plain sight. I think all of them saw them lying there and my face flushed bright red. I made sandwiches for them all and waved as they motored off to catch fish. Soon they were gone fishing and I showered and put on my bikini so I could lie out in the sun. After I had lunch it seemed to good to be true that I was alone and thinking nasty thoughts, I removed the top to sun topless. I figured that I would hear the boat motors before they got close and I could cover up before they could see me. When they arrived back, I was dressed in my bikini and received several whistles. I am not a model, but I do have a nice shape for a thirty-year-old woman. Of course I blushed again but it was all in good fun. Dinner was over and I cleaned up as they began to play cards. The only place was in the back of the booth next to my husband. Feeling devilishly naughty, I crawled over three laps to get to the spot. They helped me along with a few feels of my breasts, which didn't help my feelings that much. Having my husband's cock in my ass all night with his hands on my breasts had me very horny and I really wanted to have sex. Unfortunately there were five others there and I definitely wasn't going to let them watch. Finally the card game was over and we could go to bed. I dressed for bed in the bathroom again, but this time I left off my panties, smiling wickedly into the mirror. This time when I found our bunk, I crawled in and lay facing my husband. When he in beside me I immediately reached for his cock and fondled him again. He tugged up my nightdress, surprised to feel that all that was under it was skin! We felt each other and he pushed my nightdress up until I was bare to my neck. We must have made noise again. "Either fuck her or go to sleep!" I whispered to him to be still and slowly stroked him until he came on my belly. Then with my sperm coated belly and my nightdress still around my neck, my nipples hard as they had ever been we fell asleep. I awoke, horny and frustrated but knew that I had to get up to make breakfast and sandwiches, which was my job. As I sat up the nightdress stayed up and I saw one of them watching me. I flushed and pulled it down to cover my breasts and as ladylike as I could under the conditions crawled out of bed. I felt sticky and my pubes were matted from come as I cooked breakfast and made sandwiches. I thought that I could smell sex, although that was probably my imagination. I did get some knowing smirks as I served breakfast. I showered again after they left and knowing that they wouldn't be back until late in the afternoon, I stupidly went onto the top deck naked. I felt naughty as I spread lotion over myself. I laid back and let the sun and my lack of sleep take over. I dozed in the warm sun, feeling wonderful and free. Some time later, through the haze of sleep and warmth, I thought heard a boat, but I ignored it. I should not have! A voice came from the side of the houseboat. "Missy, we forgot our sandwiches. Would you get them please." I jerked upright! I had nothing to cover myself, not even a towel! "I can't." "Why not? It isn't a big deal." "I just can't." "Oh all right, I'll get them." "No you don't. She promised to cook and clean and part of it is the sandwiches for lunch!" I wanted to curl up into a ball. "Rob, I'm naked." Those words came very quietly from my mouth. Dead silence greeted me. Then a booming laugh. "Well, Missy, we've both seen naked women before. Get your ass down here and hand us the sandwiches." I shivered and hearing nothing from Rob, the bastard, I got my nerve up and walked to the end with the ladder. Rob was watching and so was Bill. I blushed bright red and climbed down the ladder naked, then scurried into the kitchen. I pulled on my nightdress and then walked back out with the sandwiches. Rob, the bastard, grinned at me as I handed the sandwiches to Bill. "Nice ass." I blushed even more as I watched them motor away. I couldn't believe that I had walked down the ladder naked in front of one of Rob's bosses! As I put on my bikini to go back to sunning I was embarrassed, but strangely excited. For a while I wore the bikini, but with it up on the top deck with me I soon stripped off and sunned naked once more. Being caught was exciting and I mentally relived it all afternoon. I imagined each one of them catching me naked. Soon the guys were all back. I cooked again, did the dishes and noticed that my place was in the back again. I was still in my bikini. They asked me for beers and I took one for myself. I crawled over laps again to get to my place and felt hands helping me along, but touching where they shouldn't. I ignored it. I sat down and drank my beer, watching the game. They sent me back for more beer twice and each time I brought one for myself. I don't drink much so I was getting tipsy. The fourth time I was sent for beer, Bill cleared his throat. I was just starting to get up to make my crawl over laps. "Missy has a great ass!" I blushed. I was on hands and knees, just beginning to crawl and I froze. "How do you know, Bill?" "I saw it this morning, didn't I Missy?" I turned even redder. I nodded, totally embarrassed. "Why don't you show the rest of us?" I shook my head no, but Rob reached up and slowly pulled the back of my bottoms down to just below my ass. I stiffened and looked at him, shocked, but my husband just smiled at me. Fuck him I thought! I left my bottoms down and crawled out letting them all get a good look. I got some whistles and couple of snickers. I was really red and excited. Rather than pull them back up I left the bottoms below my ass and crawled back in. Hands were all over me. I felt a hand on the strap of my top and froze again. Whoever it was looked at Rob and he shrugged, grinning. I couldn't believe the bastard was allowing this! I was on hands and knees and I felt the strap let loose. I kept my arms tight to my sides to hold the top up. However, hands were under the top teasing my breasts and nipples. As I crawled over to Rob to sit down, someone smacked my ass, making me squeal! I sat down quickly, too quickly to pull my bottoms back up and listened to laughter. I was blushing. I was also excited. Rob put one arm around me and teased the side of one breast. They all watched. God I was horny! He watched them, then he turned my face to his and kissed me. I felt his hand rise up and the shoulder strap slid off and down to my elbow. I was still covered on one side but barely! He reached for the other strap and slid it down also. The cups barely covered my nipples. I was hot, embarrassed and excited as I looked around at each of them. They were all staring hungrily at me. I sat back as casually as I could and sipped my beer. They went back to playing cards, but I watched all of them staring at me from time to time, surely wondering how far I was going to let this go. I wasn't sure myself until they asked me for another round of beers. I took a deep breath. They all were married. They all had seen naked breasts before, just not mine. I looked at Rob and he grinned at me, the bastard! That made up my mind. I boosted my legs up and bent forward to crawl out again. Of course, this time, my top fell down, baring both breasts to everyone! Someone held the top down and I had to crawl out of it to get out. My ass was still on show. I got the beer, red-faced, but excited and turned to let them see my breasts and nipples. My nipples that were so hard they hurt! I didn't take another beer for myself. I was fairly drunk, pissed at Rob and excited by now anyway. Bare breasted I began to crawl back to my place, but this time a hand held the waistband of my bottoms below my ass. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go this far, but Rob's smirk pissed me off. I crawled forward, feeling my bottoms slide down to my knees. Another hand pushed them below one knee as I lifted it and as I continued to crawl forward my bottoms were pulled to my ankles and off. Now I was buck naked in a houseboat with six guys, only one my husband! I sat down hiding my lower body but blushing at how much they had to have seen of me. "Missy, does your suitcase have a key?" "Um, yes." "Where is it?" "In my purse." Ron got up and taking my swimsuit walked to my suitcase. He opened it and dropped my suit in it. Then he went into the bathroom, got my nightdress and dropped it in the suitcase. He searched until he found my purse and the key. Then, smirking at me, he closed my suitcase and locked it. Then the key disappeared in his pocket. Now not only was I naked, but I had no way to get any of my clothes! I was feeling a little nervous but didn't think they would take things too far. Since they had seen all of me already, I decided to grin and bare it, literally. The card game now was anticlimactic. Everyone wanted me to get up. I was not going to crawl over anyone again! "Get out so I can get up." They all slid out and I slid across to stand naked in front of everyone. I blushed harder than before and scurried down to the bathroom. I peed and washed up; sure that they all heard me peeing and I listened to them talking but couldn't hear what they said. I opened the door. "Lights out please." The lights went off and I turned off the bathroom light. I felt my way along to Rob's and my bunk and crawled in. Rob didn't let me scoot over but stopped me in the middle and pushed me onto my back. I was suddenly scared. Rob got over me and pushed my legs apart, then got between them. "No, Rob, god damnit no!" I was wet from excitement, he was hard as steel. I was squirming and hitting his shoulders. I could feel his erection bumping on my thighs and my pussy. "No, Rob, don't!" He grabbed my legs and lifted them up. I felt his cock at my pussy. He pushed in and I whimpered. "Rob, please, don't!" He slid up me easily and I felt his pubes mashing into mine. Rob's hard chest rubbed on my nipples and he began to fuck me. I was trying to push him off me but it felt so good! Trying to keep my moans and whimpers soft I soon had my arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his ass. He was fucking me hard when the light came back on. "Noooooooooo!" My cry was ignored as my husband fucked me and five men sat up to watch. I was so embarrassed! Three of them sat behind us so they could watch his cock splitting my pussy open and the other two watched my face. I closed my eyes so I couldn't see them. Rob pounded me for a while then began a slow, languid in and out. I was ashamed at what they were seeing. Finally the sensations in my pussy overcame me and I held Rob close. "Fuck me, god damn you, fuck me!" My hips moved with him and Rob went into overdrive. He pounded me down on the mattress and my ass moved with him, driving back up into his pounding cock. All too soon I felt Rob tense above me. His cock swelled and spurted in me, in my pussy. I was so close, but not close enough and I moaned in frustration. Rob emptied his balls in me and then rolled off me. One of my legs was pinned under him and suddenly I cared no more. I opened my eyes to see all five of them staring at my pussy. Staring at my stretched open, leaking pussy and I just covered my eyes and lay there. I let them look at my freshly fucked pussy, with cum leaking out of it. Cum that was leaking out and trickling between my ass cheeks, flowing down to soak the sheet under me. I don't think Rob had ever cum that much before! I lay there and let them look at me, naked and fucked and cum in. Finally they went back to their bunks and turned out the light. I cried myself to sleep. I turned my back on my husband and wouldn't let him hold me. The next morning I had no clothes to wear so I stayed naked. I showered before I cooked, ashamed. I didn't want them to see any reminders of what I had let happen. Nothing much was said before they left. I certainly wasn't talking to Rob. I was really pissed off with him! I spent the day naked, sunning and depressed. I had not wanted what had happened to happen. I didn't want to be known as a slut. They all returned and were sort of quiet. I certainly didn't mind. I cooked and served and cleaned. The card game started up and I didn't sit in my place. I sat on Rob's and my bunk. I would get beer for them, they could stare at me all they wanted but I wasn't going to crawl over them tonight. "Missy." "Yes?" "We've decided that it isn't fair that you sleep just with Rob, especially after last night." "WHAT!" "You heard me. We don't think it's fair." I stood up and walked to the table, glaring at all of them. "Rob, are you agreeing with them?" He looked at me and then down. I think he was afraid for his job. He just shrugged. I was ready to boil over. "So did you all talk about this today? About Missy not being fair to you? You bastards! It isn't enough that I am naked and you all have felt me? Fine, just fucking fine! Give me the damn cards." I grabbed the deck of cards as they were handed to me. I shuffled them, glaring at each one of them, but especially Rob. "Be fair, huh? All right, I'll be fair. There are five nights left. There are five of you. High card gets me tonight, second high tomorrow and so on. But, I want one thing. Rob gets promoted to a better paying job or I will be talking to each one of your wives when we get back." I flipped a card over for Jay, then one for Bill, then Ron, then Jack and finally John. John was high card. "Which bunk is yours, John?" He pointed and I turned and crawled into it. I lay on top of the sheets naked and waited. I was angry and somewhat aroused. The card game broke up soon after and the guys turned out the lights. I felt John climb into the bunk with me. I reached over and pulled down his shorts. He was soft. I was so pissed that Rob was not objecting, so I bent down and sucked him until he was hard. Just the act of sucking his cock made me wet enough. I spread my legs and guided him between them. Holding his hard cock, I rubbed it between my pussy lips and then pointed it right at my hole. John was hesitant but I pulled down on his ass and he was in, in deep in my pussy. My legs went up and around him and we fucked. He didn't last long. I was frustrated. I pushed him off on his back and bent over. I sucked his slimy cock until it stiffened in my mouth. Then I got over him and rode him. I put his hands on my breasts and fucked him until I came and he came inside me again. Then I rolled off him and faced the wall. I shivered and trembled until I fell asleep. The next night the card game didn't even start after dinner. The lights were on. They all were sitting and looking at me. It was Jay's turn. He couldn't get it up either until I sucked him. They all watched me suck him. Then I let him fuck me missionary, with the lights on and them watching. I moaned loud enough for everyone to hear me. I had to suck him hard again so he could fuck me until I came. His second time he pulled out and sprayed cum all over my belly. Night three was Jack. Jack was hard. Jack was eager. The lights were on and they were all watching. Jack fucked me on my hands and knees from behind, squeezing and pulling on my breasts and nipples. I rubbed my clit until I exploded and then let him get off. He pulled out and came on my back. Bill was hard on night four. He did it with me on my hands and knees too, but he came inside me. My nipples and breasts hurt from the squeezing and pulling, but my hand was busy again and I came before he did. Every day I sunned, cooked cleaned and fucked another stranger to my pussy. Ron was the worst. After dinner on his night, he let me clean up, clear the table, wipe it off and put the food away. Then he stripped naked. He was erect. He pushed my ass against the table and bent me back until I was lying on it. Then he fucked me in front of everyone, Rob included. He made sure he lasted and he played with my clit until I had two orgasms. Then he had me kneeling on his bunk and he still hadn't come. He pulled me off the bunk, panting, and made me straddle him and fuck him. He didn't move, he just let me bounce up and down and grind on his cock until he spurted up me. Then he made me clean his cock off with my mouth. He made me stand in front of everyone while his cum trickled down my legs. He was a bastard. When I was totally humiliated, he had me wash myself before I could get in his bunk. I awoke in the morning on my back with him fucking me again while they all watched. He came in me. I had to cook breakfast with his cum leaking out of me. Fishing Trip I showered and Ron opened my suitcase. He gave me a halter-top and shorts, no underwear. We motored to the resort and unloaded the houseboat, then loaded the van. We had barely exited the resort onto the highway when I was naked again. They just stripped me and I didn't resist. It was a six-hour trip home. I was fucked in the back of that van for almost all six hours. Every one of them, including my husband. It was after dark when we got to our home. They didn't let me dress, but made me walk to our house naked. Before I left the van, I reminded them of Rob's promotion. Then I walked into our home naked. I didn't speak to Rob very much for a while. I still loved him, but I wasn't really too happy with him. Within two weeks he was promoted. Rob is a hard worker and smart. His bosses also moved up the ladder. Rob and I talked once I was over my anger at him. We're closer now than ever before. Rob hosts poker games at our house now for the guys. They never play poker at anyone else's home. I don't fuck anyone but Rob now, but the poker games are another story. Perhaps I will tell you about them sometime, perhaps not. Fishing Trip For almost twenty years I have been going on twice annual trips with a group of guys from my college days. Each spring and fall we rent a remote cabin for a week and go on our fishing trips. Very little fishing gets done any more. These trips have become our getaways from the stress of our high pressure careers and everyday lives. Truth is the trips are more about, drinking, cigar smoking and playing poker without our wives' complaints. The first time we went was only two years after graduation. There were fifteen of us and only two were married then. As the rest of us married most of our wives seemed to understand that we needed the break. Over the years some have dropped out and some only come occasionally. Fifteen became twelve and then ten. In recent years our number had hovered between six and nine. This past spring was our lowest turnout ever. Only four of us could make the trip. With so few coming we decided not to rent our usual large cabin and opted instead for a two-bedroom place on a lake we hadn't visited before. None of us knew anything about the place. We assumed it would be just another secluded, rustic fishing cabin in the woods. The only part we got right was it being secluded and in the woods. The place turned out to be the most well appointed cabin imaginable. The main floor sat under a soaring cathedral ceiling and consisted of a fifty by forty foot great room that served as a combination living, recreation and dining room. The living room was furnished with expensive leather upholstered sofas and recliners all set for maximum viewing of a 50" plasma HD television. A satellite dish on the roof provided access to hundreds of channels of programming. There was also a sound system that would rival that of a small concert hall. A CD juke box provided thousands of choices in almost every genre of music. The fireplace was framed by a hearth and mantle worthy of a castle. The dining area had a large oak table that could probably accommodate twelve in a pinch. There was also a matching sideboard and fully equipped bar. The kitchen was separated from the dinning room by a granite counter that had four bar-stool style swivel chairs. The kitchen itself was outfitted with gleaming appliances and enough solid wood cabinets to serve a commercial kitchen. Every imaginable modern appliance was available. The kitchen, laundry room and a marble tiled bathroom complete with Jacuzzi were nestled under the cabins loft. A rear door led to a deck with an outdoor dining area and large hot tub. A center stairway led to the loft which had two large bedrooms and another luxurious bathroom. In order for the big skylights to shine the sun on both the bedrooms and the living area below the front walls of the bedrooms did not go all the way to the ceiling. They were tall enough to prevent anyone in the downstairs area from seeing in but did not block sounds. When we went up to inspect the sleeping quarters we were surprised to find each room had only a large king-sized bed instead of the more usual cabin accommodations. Since the four of us were good friends we didn't really mind doubling up. I paired up with my old frat house roommate, Mark Murphy. Bob Braddock a big football star back in college and Gregory Nelson the big brain of our group took the other room. It had been the biggest curiosity of the group that Bob and Greg had been such good friends. Greg had always seemed the odd man in our group. Most of us had been average students and a little on the jock side. Greg was a definite brain; straight A's, magna cum laude, Phi Beta Kappa type and totally without coordination. Greg was Bob's tutor and the only reason he graduated. They became friends and Bob talked us into letting Greg into the frat. The older guys figured having a smart dude in the house classed the place up. He was also one of the funniest guys we ever met. The first night we all hit the sheets early after the long drive. The next morning we got in a couple hours of fishing to make the trip legitimate. After lunch since the weather was unusually warm we decided to swim with the fish instead of catching them. Of course we had not bothered packing swim trunks as the warmth was unexpected. Fortunately, our spot on the lake was remote enough that four forty-something guys could get away with skinny dipping for the first time in years. We ended up horsing around like we used to do in our younger days. It was great to experience such a carefree time again. When we finally decided that we had let our cocks get shriveled enough in the cold water we headed back up the hill to the cabin. It was kind of funny watching my three friend's asses as they walked ahead of me buck naked. It wasn't so unusual seeing my friends naked. After our days in the frat house there was no longer any reason to be modest around each other. It was not the least bit unusual to run into one of our brothers walking to the bathroom naked back then. In addition, streaking campus was an almost ritual activity for our frat. Twenty years of sharing cabins had also provided plenty of opportunity to see each other naked and nearly naked. It was the being outside and all naked at the same time that was different. Since there were only two bathrooms we had to shower two by two. Greg and I ended up with second shift and decided to grab a beer. Neither of us thought to put anything on while we sat at the bar waiting. It was only a few minutes before Bob came out of the downstairs bathroom wrapped in a towel and hollered next. I was oddly relieved as I had thought I saw an odd gleam in Greg's eyes. Even though it was more than a feeling then anything, I was starting to feel uncomfortable being naked so close to him. Bob and I headed upstairs as Greg went to the downstairs shower. By that time Mark was done and I hit the shower. The whole experience had left me a little unsettled and oddly horny. I ended up soaping up my cock and jerking off a quick load. When I returned to the room Mark had not yet gotten dressed. I thought he looked a little flustered and it seemed he was trying to adjust his towel. I figured maybe he had been whacking off too and did my best to act nonchalant. I already had my underwear on before he got up. That made me wonder if he hadn't finished and had to wait for his dick to go down before he could take off his towel. The four of us started on the beer we brought up and then had steaks for dinner. After dinner we played a little poker and drank a lot of beer. After a couple hours, Mark declared that he was beat and dragged his ass off to bed. Four handed poker was bad enough, three handed was ridiculous. So the rest of us decided to check out the entertainment system. Bob found some porn tucked away behind other DVDs. We decided why not since it had been years since we had watched porn together. It was pretty much the usual fair. People pairing up to fuck after about two minutes of dialogue, all the women were bi, the guys straight. There were the obligatory gang bang scenes where a group of guys take on a couple of slutty girls and there is a meticulous effort not to let any swords cross. Bob seemed to particularly enjoy the video about a college football team and the cheerleaders they fucked. I personally had difficulty imagining the girls going to the locker room and sucking a bunch of sweaty dicks after the big game. I was also very glad I had dumped a load in the shower. My wife hadn't been in the mood for almost two weeks before we went on our trip. The sex flicks definitely would have made for an uncomfortable crotch condition if I was still fully loaded. Bob's bulge was unmistakable when he got up to put in a third DVD. I decided to head for bed at that point. I left Bob and Greg on the sofa seemingly mesmerized by some huge breasted woman tit fucking a black guy with a monster cock. Had I been bunking alone I might well have jerked off another load before going to sleep. But I decided I didn't want to risk Mark waking up and catching me lying next to him with my dick in my hand. That fear was made worse when I came in the room and saw he was on his back with the sheet at his ankles and his hard cock poking through the fly of his boxers. I tried to look away but fascination got the better of me. That last time I saw another guy's hard cock in the flesh was after a particularity heavy night of drinking when my freshman college roommate and I ended up jerking each other off. Before that there had been a couple of circle jerks. However, what one does while fooling around at 18 or 19 is far different from what a married 44 year old father of two does; even one whose wife was increasingly loosing her sex drive. Only in my rare, deepest, most secret fantasies had I ever given more than a passing thought to anything sexual with a guy. Finally I managed to get myself into a pair of gym shorts and into bed. I turned onto my side facing away from Mark and his hard cock. A little later I felt Mark poke me in the back. "Damn, Jerry, wake up, you got to hear this," He insisted softly. As I slowly came back to full consciousness I heard what had Mark so animated. Due to the partial bedroom wall we could hear the unmistakable sounds of people having sex. At first I assumed the guys were still watching porn downstairs. That was until I heard Bob clearly say, "Oh fuck your cock feels good inside me." Mark had to bury his face in my shoulder to stifle his laugh. "Man, I guess we know why they have been such good friends all these years," I whispered to Mark as he pulled his face away from my shoulder. "Fuck, I can't believe that big football stud us getting his ass fucked by nerd boy," Mark whispered back. "Oh god! Fuck!" Greg cried. "Yes fill me baby!" Bob added. The moaning and groaning that followed told us both men had climaxed. Soon the sounds of gentle snoring replaced the sounds of rutting sex. "Fuck that is crazy. You think they been doing that all along?" Mark asked me incredulous over our discovery. "Man how the hell should I know. Maybe it is a new thing." I explained about the three of us watching some porn after Mark went to bed. I suggested that maybe they just got carried away after the videos got them all horny. "Well then I guess I should be glad you didn't jump my ass when you came up here," He joked. I wanted to tell him about ogling his hard dick. Under the covers my own cock was hard having reacted to hearing our two friends having sex in an unexpected way. I couldn't deny I was suddenly very curious. "You know I don't really think it sounded like their first time together," Mark continued. "Yeah, I know god that is fucking wild." "Um, we been friends long enough I think I can ask you, you ever do anything like that?" Mark said rather boldly I thought. To my surprise I answered him truthfully. "A couple of times I participated in a circle jerk and there was one night freshman year something happened. My roommate and I were tanked and we ended up jerking each other off. But nothing close to what it sounded like Bob and Greg were doing. How about you?" "Um more than you but less than them." "What the fuck does that mean?" "Well, like you I had my circle jerk days. But when I did the jerk off another guy thing he blew me. Happened three of four times. Might have happened more since the guy was very willing, but I kind of freaked out a little." "Freaked out because you let a guy suck your dick?" "Well more because I was starting to think about sucking his." "Oh." "You ever think about gay sex?" "Um a few fantasies. I figured all guys have some thoughts about it. Was he a good cock sucker?" I added actually hoping to break the tension. "Definitely in the top three for me," Mark answered with a big smile. "You regret not trying it when you had the chance?" "Honestly, sometimes, I do. Weird I guess, because I know I am not gay. I love Suzy and she is the number one on my list by the way." "I wasn't suggesting you might be gay or anything. Hell I think if I had ever had the chance and hadn't that I might regret not trying something. So you and Suzy are still hot and heavy in bed?" "Oh fuck yeah; I think she gets wilder as she gets older." "Must be because she was kind of vanilla when I dated her." "Oh shit I forgot you slept with her before I met her." "Sorry to bring that up." "No big deal. Everybody has a past. So how are you and Jill getting along sex wise?" "Not too well actually. She seems to have lost interest. I am lucky if I can get her to let me dip my wick every couple of weeks. I haven't felt lips on my cock in at least two years." "What the hell happened? As I recall you used to regale us with stories of your wild wife and her fantastic lips." "Yeah, long fucking time ago. I don't really know but I guess after shooting a couple kids out her cunt just closed for business." "That sucks. You looking for something on the side to make things easier?" "Not looking, but I might be getting to the point that I wouldn't turn it down." I froze when he turned on his side and put his hand on my chest. "Oh hell, here goes. I am horny as shit all of a sudden. You were right about me regretting having never tried sucking cock. You seem to be in need of something new. It wouldn't be like cheating or anything weird. Fuck we are as close as any two people can be. It would just be a couple of guys, good friends helping each other explore something. What do you say?" I was stunned. Mark had gone from laughing about hearing our friends having gay sex in the other room to propositioning me. I had no idea how far it might go if I said yes, but I wanted to scream yes I was so horny. "Mark wow. I can't say I don't want to, but I am worried. I don't want to fuck up the best friendship any guy could have. A night of play isn't worth that loss. I love you and it would kill me to lose you over a blow job." "Jer, I love you too and that is why I think it will be ok. I would never let anything fuck up our friendship," He said as he moved his hand down my torso and under the sheet. I felt my whole body shiver as my best friend moved his hand slowly toward my hard cock. "Oh god, Mark are you sure?" "I promise no matter how we feel about the sex in the morning I will never let go of my friendship for you." I didn't say anything I just reached over and began to fondle his tiny hard nipple. As my thumb teased his little pearl he took hold of my bulge. I gasped when he gently squeezed me through my cotton gym shorts. "Mmmmmmm, I see you do want this," He moaned as he slipped his hand inside my shorts. It was the first time I had been touched with any desire in a long time. It felt so good I was afraid I would cum before long. I slid my hand down his body and found his hard cock poking out of his boxers. I began to slowly stroke his rather impressive rod. He was at least an inch and half longer than my average sized cock. Like me he was circumcised and I liked the way his glans felt as I ran my thumb over them. I also liked the sounds he made when I touched his little hole. I concentrated on pleasing him so as to avoid thinking about my own pleasure. "I want to be naked with you and see your cock," He said in a very sexy tone as he slipped out of bed. He turned on a small bedside reading lamp and then discarded his boxers. I wanted to leap out of bed and take in him my arms. But we had only discussed touching and sucking. Hugging and kissing may have been beyond his limits. He pulled the sheet off my body as I enjoyed looking as his exposed erection. I watched as his fingers deftly took hold of my waistband and carefully lower my shorts. I raised my ass to make it easier for him to expose me. He smiled and licked his lips as he looked down at my naked body. "Looks tasty," He said with a wicked grin. I thought he was about to pounce on the bed and fulfill his long held fantasy to suck cock. I needed to slow down. I suddenly wanted more than a quick exchange of blow jobs. "Wait, please, come here. I want to hold you before we go further." He smiled at me as he crawled back onto the bed. He came into my arms and took me into his. As our flesh touched our cocks found each other. My sighing moan at the pleasure of feeling his cock rub along mine was cut off by his lips. I accepted his kiss and soon our tongues began an erotic duel. After several minutes of the most erotic kiss and taboo thing I had ever done we both pulled back slightly. We were locked there, panting lightly and staring deep into each other's eyes. I knew something had happened in that moment. My feelings for him changed and I felt that his for me had also changed. Perhaps it was simply long suppressed desire and emotion that had surged to the surface. "This is perfect," he sighed and moved his lips to my chest. He began to lick and suck my nipples. He was only the second person that had ever put his mouth on my sensitive little nips. The first was the last woman that I slept with before my wife. She was amazing and loved to use her lips, tongue and teeth everywhere. I had often thought how sad it was that while we were great sexually there was just never that emotional spark needed for long term happiness. I suddenly realized that I had that spark with Mark all along. He moved lower nipping lightly on my abdomen. When he got to my navel he did something no one had done to me before. He teased my belly button with his tongue. It was like he was tongue fucking the little hole in my belly. I squirmed a little at the ticklish erotic sensation it caused. As he went lower I could feel his warm breath on my genitals as I anticipated my first gay blow job. He surprised me by skipping passed my sex and moving his lips to my thigh. His cheek brushed my cock for an instant as he moved to kiss my hairy inner thigh. I spread my legs giving him easier access to my surprisingly sensitive flesh. I couldn't remember anyone ever making oral sex so exciting. After kissing and licking my thigh his tongue found my ball sack. Even though having my balls licked had been one of my favorite things my wife hadn't done it in years. My best friend, a man was now doing it more lovingly than anyone ever had before. Though I fought to keep the sound level low, I could not contain the moans of pleasure when he took one of my nuts into his wet mouth. My best friend seemed to be a natural at gay oral sex. As he moved from my balls to licking my rigid, jerking shaft, I wondered if Greg and Bob were listening to my moans as we had just listened to them fucking. I didn't really care and I couldn't have remained silent if I did. The pleasure was overwhelming my senses. When the tip of his tongue found my cum slit I cried out, "Oh fuck, that is so good!" Suddenly my cock was enveloped in his warm wet mouth. His lips were sliding down my shaft as his tongue pressed against the underside of my throbbing cock. I couldn't believe it was his first time sucking cock. Later he admitted that he had practiced on a dildo. As I lay moaning enjoying having my cock sucked after so long without oral loving I reached for my friend. I caressed his body wherever I could reach. What would have felt odd only hours earlier suddenly felt perfect. The feel of touching a man with his skin covered in soft hair was so different then the feel of a female lover. I was lost in the pleasure and had to force myself to ask him to stop. He released my precum oozing, twitching cock and looked up at me. "Why? Please let me at least finish," He seemed to be pleading. I smiled as I responded, "Oh fuck, I want you to finish, but not yet. I don't want to cum until I have sucked your cock. I am afraid to let this end. It feels too good being with you." He smiled back and rolled onto his back. His cock stood up from his body pointing to the ceiling. I moved closer and took his shaft in my hand as I looked closely at his erection as if examining him. His vein covered shaft hooked slightly at the end and twisted a bit to the left. I touched the tip and felt the clear sticky fluid that was oozing from his cum hole. Then I tasted him for the first time; tentatively licking this cock head. His precum was like some exotic ambrosia. The taste made me want more. I moved my hand to his balls as I took his cock into my mouth. I loved the feel of his silky skin against my lips. I soon learned that his cock was an amazing contrast in textures. The hardness was tempered by the smooth soft cover and the spongy feel of his flared cock head. In my delight it seemed I could almost feel the large veins that ran down his shaft pulsating. His moans of pleasure were the most erotic sound I had ever heard. Fishing Trip I discovered my very strong gag reflex when his thick cock hit the back of my throat. In my lust to suck him, I had taken him too deep too fast. Fortunately I was able to back off before loosing my dinner in his crotch. I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft to prevent going all the way down again and began to run my wet lips up and down the upper part of his cock. His moans told me I was doing something right. "Oh fuck, Jerry......" He called out just before his cock began to spurt his spunk into my mouth. I managed to hold his cock in my mouth long enough to capture the first two bursts. The rest of his seed ended up on my face. He produced a much bigger quantity of cum than I do. I squeezed and stroked his cock until the last of it had oozed out. "Wow," he gasped between breaths, "That was fucking amazing." After another minute of recovery, he pushed me unto my back and pounced on me. He held me down as he began to vigorously suck my dripping cock. Unlike me he was able to take a cock deep without gagging. He also managed to drink down my entire load when I exploded in his mouth. As I lay gasping and panting he crawled up my body. I was still high from the orgasm when his lips found my mouth. I could do little but accept his tongue. I could taste my cum on his lips as I am sure he could taste his on mine. We began rolling around in bed. Our naked sweaty bodies rubbed together and our cocks began to grow hard again as we kissed and caressed each other. The unmistakable moans of love making filled the room. We both jumped when our bedroom door was opened. Bob and Greg walked in. They were both naked wearing only their grins. "Damn, guys, you should have told us you were bi," Bob said as he leered at us. "Fuck yeah, we could have been having some really hot times all these years," Greg added. I wanted to scream that I was straight and I could tell from the tension I felt in the body next to mine that Mark wanted to flee. However, denying anything would have been absurd under the circumstances. "So how long you two been getting it on?" Bob asked. "For about thirty minutes," Mark boldly answered. "Shit, I didn't mean tonight," Bob said as he sat down on the edge of the bed. "I knew what you meant. Something just happened tonight," Mark said as he tried to pull the sheet up to block his nakedness from Greg and Bob's leering eyes. "First time?" Greg asked incredulously. "Yeah first time and it was partially spurred by hearing you two fucking," I said a little pissed that they had invaded our lovemaking. "Oh shit, sorry to have busted in, we were thinking it would be fun to make it a foursome. But maybe we should leave you two alone," Bob said sounding very sincere in his apology. "Well, I can't speak for Jerry, but you don't need to go. Thing is since it seems you are experienced maybe we could talk. I am feeling a bit confused personally," Mark said. "I am happy to just talk and then see what happens," Bob said. "Sure me too," Greg said as he joined Bob on the foot of the bed, "How do you feel about it, Jerry?" "Talking sounds good. I am not so confused as amazed but I am pretty sure I am not ready for what it sounded like you two were doing. You guys been lovers for a long time?" I asked. Both Greg and Bob were married and as far as I knew very happily so. The big football star jock Bob was the last guy I would have imagined would be getting fucked. We had all wondered about Greg and him being fucked would have made more sense. "Well in a manner of speaking," Bob started, "I have known I was gay since high school. I seduced Greg about a year after he began tutoring me." "It was more like rape babe," Greg interjected. "Yeah, right I raped your dick with my mouth as I recall," Bob said with a wicked grin. "I don't get it. If you two are gay why did you get married and shit?" Mark asked innocently. "Greg is not gay," Bob answered. "I never could bring myself to come out. I was the fucking picture of big man on campus. Football stars aren't allowed to be queer. Also I knew it would kill my folks. It was very clear in my house that homosexuality was a sin. Hell I didn't even admit it to myself until I was almost thirty. I told myself it was just a fun playtime activity." "Ok now I am confused," I said. "You said Greg is not gay but here he is still fucking you all these years after you seduced him?" "Well I guess technically, I am bi," Greg answered. "I was totally straight and a real cunt hound until Bob came along. I know you guys probably thought your nerdy friend was a virgin. But shit you wouldn't believe how much pussy a brain can get. Hell those smart chicks in the chess club might not be the beauties of school, but they fuck like rabbits and their pussies are plenty wet. As for the pretty dumb girls they fall for smart guys too. Anyway, that first time with Bob I was a little drunk. He put the moves on me and the next thing I knew my pants were down around my ankles and my dick was in mouth." "Yeah, I was such a great cock sucker I turned him bi," Bob added with a laugh. "Not exactly. Hell I was too drunk to know how good he was and he is amazing by the way. What it did do was make me curious. I didn't reciprocate that night. I even avoided Bob for a bit. As it turned out he wasn't the first guy I sucked. The next school break when I went home I ran into an old friend. I had known he was bi because he offered to blow me a few years earlier. Well curiosity had built up enough by then. He taught me how to suck cock and it was ok," Greg went on. "Well that isn't a ringing endorsement. Hell honestly I just found out sucking cock is great fun!" I gushed. "I soon found that out too," Greg said. "I'll say he did. What a fucking surprise I got when he came by my room and proposed we get naked," Bob said. "So anyway that led to us having sex regularly until college ended. I had a few male lovers after college but finally put it aside and married, Julie." "I just called it a phase after college and except for one more time with my buddy back home went back to being exclusively straight. So I got married and I am still deeply in love with Kelly. Before you asked our sex life is great and she knows I am bi and that Bob and I get together occasionally." "Wow, does your wife know Bob?" Mark asked wide eyed. "Yes she knows that I am gay. We haven't had sex in over ten years. I love her and we decided to stay married to raise the kids. She has a boy friend by the way that she sees very discretely. I have my occasional get together with Greg and also a very close friend who is also gay and married. I actually met him through Julie. She had joined a support group for women married to gay men. She met his wife and they got us together. Neither of them liked the idea of us picking up guys for sex. They also really thought we were well suited for each other. They were right and everyone knows all about everyone's other sex partners. Greg, James and I have the most honest marriages I know of." "In some odd way it sounds nice and I am glad you found happiness," I said. "Any more questions guys?" Bob asked. Neither of us could think of a single one. At least none we were willing to voice. I was curious about anal sex. But I decided to let those questions wait until another time. "So you guys never did anything with another guy until tonight?" Greg asked breaking the silence. "Cuz, man you two were sure as fuck hot and heavy when we arrived." "Not much of anything. A few circle jerks and a drunken jerk a friend off night. Tonight was way different. Something really sparked for me," I answered figuring with all they told us honesty was in order. "I jerked off with a couple of guys and had a guy blow me a few times back in college," Mark said, "Since then I have occasionally fantasized and even practiced sucking my wife's dildo. Like Jerry said, something just clicked with us tonight. Don't know what it means for the future." "Yeah, I agree. Of course we should probably thank you guys for igniting the spark that caused us to explore," I added. "Well we will see if you end up thanking or condemning us after you decide how you feel about having sucked each other's cocks," Greg said with a tinge of sadness in his voice. "Are you saying you regret discovering you liked sex with guys?" I asked and then added, "How did you two get started up again anyway?" "No, I am not saying I regret embracing bisexuality. But I would be lying if I said that it hasn't added some complication to my life. At least I have been lucky enough to have an understanding wife and Bob in my life," Greg explained. "Getting started back up is again on me," Bob volunteered, "It happened about the fifth year we went on our little fishing trips. It was the year we were at Conteiga Lake." "Fuck there was what eleven of us in that place? How the hell'd you find any privacy that week?" Mark wondered aloud. Bob went on to describe the second time he seduced Greg. He had been married about two and a half years. While he loved his wife and baby he knew he was living a lie. He had given up having sex with guys. He wanted to be the straight person he had always pretended to be so he got married and was faithful. He was also miserable. As he described it his desire to have sex with a man was so strong it could be described as painful. Until that year at the cabin he had not seen Greg since his wedding. They lived only a few miles apart but Bob had avoided contact not wanting to be tempted. Even though they hadn't had sex since the day before graduation Bob knew seeing his old friend would be too much to bear. They ended up going into the nearest town to get more beer. On the way back Bob pulled off at a secluded spot and blew Greg. That night they snuck off and Greg fucked Bob. When they got home they started seeing each other off and on. A few years later Bob came out to his wife and Greg discussed his bisexuality with his wife. Both women amazingly understood. Bob's wife admitted that she had a feeling about her big jock husband's sexuality for some time but loved him so much that she did not care. Greg's wife was actually a little turned on by the idea. She completely understood since she had always considered herself bisexual. They decided that neither of them should be denied the occasional company of their own sex. "By the way there is something I think you should know," Bob said when he finished the story, "Greg has never had anything other than my tongue and finger in his ass. When it comes to anal fucking I am all bottom." "Shit, Bob, you don't have to make it out like you are the fag and I am just getting my rocks off. It isn't like I don't suck your cock," Greg protested. "I just felt like they should know the whole relationship," Bob said. "Well it is really just happenstance that the two guys I have had sex with are not much into topping. I am sure I would have tried it had you ever acted like you were interested," Greg said casually. "Hmmmmmmm well maybe you will get a chance now that we know our good friends are ready to experiment," Bob suggested enthusiastically. "Hey hold the fucking phone! I am not sure what if anything I am ready to do. Shit I just sucked my first cock and now you are talking anal sex," I informed our guests. "I got to agree with Jerry, guys," Mark added, "Only fucking thing I know right now is that I am feeling a bit odd sitting around naked with three guys and I need some sleep. Jerry and I had a moment. Sometime tomorrow I will try to figure out what happens next. I hope you two will give Jerry and me a chance to work that stuff out." "Of course we will. If we had known this was your first time we wouldn't have barged. We just figured maybe you two were like us, hiding your sexual relationship all these years. At our age there may not be many opportunities for a new sexual experience. A four-way sex date might be a real blast. Anyway sorry again," Bob said. "Yeah let's get some sleep. If you guys need space you got it. If you guys want to talk more or whatever we are here," Greg added. They closed the door behind them when they left. "You really want to go to sleep," I whispered. "No, doubt I could go to sleep I am so keyed up. I just didn't want anything to happen with them until you and I talked and whatever," Bob said as he rolled onto his side to face me. "I have to tell you that it felt like more than just sex to me. God I hate that it ended so abruptly," I said softly. He pushed the sheet back and snuggled up next to me. "It was more than sex to me too. I don't know what any of this means or where we are headed. I love my wife and I don't think she would understand like Greg's wife. But I want, hell I need to pursue this thing that has started," He said and then softly touched his lips to mine. "Well I don't think my wife cares who I sleep with these days. She might even be happy if I took a lover. I feel like I might have found something that has been missing in my life for a long time. Jill and I never connected like you and I just did. But man I can't do anything that will fuck up your marriage," I said as our warm bodies pressed together. "Let's not worry about all that right now," He whispered. Our lips met and our tongues began to dance. Our growing cocks and warm flesh rubbed together as we made out in the bed. Fortunately Bob had always been a big snorer. By the time Mark and I had slipped into a sixty-nine position his snoring drowned out any sounds we couldn't suppress. After cumming in each other's mouths for the second time that night we cuddle up and just enjoyed the feel of being so close. We were still awake when the sun shown though the skylights. Bob was still snoring so we decided on a shared shower. The shower was an intimate non-sexual shared experience that cemented my growing desire for a relationship with Mark. He seemed to be of the same mind. We dressed and went downstairs after having a few very nice kisses in our room. We were surprised to find that Greg was up too. He was sitting by the fire, reading a book, wearing an old flannel robe I had seen him in many times over the years. It was the first time I had ever noticed him looking sexy however. "Morning guys, you are up early," Greg said with a smile. "Might say the same of you," Mark quickly retorted. "Actually, in my case it is up still. I love Bob, but that fucker snores like a hibernating grizzly. If I don't go to sleep first it is fucking impossible some nights," Greg replied, "But hell I figured you two would be asleep until afternoon with the night you had." "I guess we are still pretty excited about the whole thing," I said as I started the coffee maker. "Yeah, I remember the excitement of new discoveries. I really am fucking sorry big Bob and I interrupted. I guess we were looking for some newness ourselves. We let our dicks do the thinking," Greg offered. "Well fuck we are guys. Isn't that what always happens? Speaking of big Bob, I've only seen it soft, but his dick looks huge. How big does it get when he is aroused?" Mark asked. Greg laughed as he answered, "Well that is one reason I am an anal virgin. I never had the nerve to try to take that thing in my ass. He is one big cocked dude. I am a little over seven hard and when our cocks are side-by-side he is at three if not four inches longer than me." Mark and I looked at each other. For me there was a mixture of intrigue over the size of Bob's cock and unease. We had gone from being completely straight, to making love half the night to discussing the size of a friend's dick with another guy in less than twenty-four hours. It was a lot to digest. Mark joined me at the counter and we silently sipped our coffee as Greg returned to his book. After about twenty minutes we heard the shower upstairs. A few minutes after that Bob rumbled down the stairs wearing only a towel around his waist. Bob looked like he was still in playing shape. His arm muscles were well defined and his chest and abs still had the sculpted look of youth. The only thing that marred his toned legs was a couple of rather nasty looking scars from knee operations. Most said that the last of those injuries was what kept him out of pro ball. Of course I had seen all of that before. Somehow I felt as if I was looking at his body through some new magical lens, one that let me appreciate a male body. "Any more fucking coffee? Damn neighbors kept me up half the night!" He bellowed with a big wide grin. I wished he had chosen to dress and I wondered if he had heard the after visit activity. I was already more than a little interested in the big jocks cock and the idea that the towel might fall off and give me another look had me feeling oddly nervous. Somehow I managed to fill a coffee mug without spilling the hot brown liquid all over the place. "Come and get it, Bob. I ain't a fucking waiter," I said with a lot more anger than I felt. "Geez bite my head off why don't," Bob said as he ambled across the great room. "Hey Bob, back the fuck off and use that mass of tissue floating around in your skull," Greg yelled. "Oh shit, I am sorry. I am so damn jazzed about last night's discovery, I don't know how to act," Bob said as he reached the counter and took the mug I filled. "We don't know what has been discovered yet," Mark offered. "So you too going to join Mark and me for fishing today or do you prefer to hang out for the rest of the morning?" I asked as I started scrounging around for breakfast materials. "Well I haven't even showered and Bob is looking like he is a long way from getting dressed. Might be a good chance for you guys to have a private chat if we held back," Greg suggested. "Yeah, good idea, Greg," Bob added, "Give us a chance to be alone too, hint hint." "What you think, Mark?" I asked as I started scrambling a pan full of eggs. "Sounds good, except maybe we could skip the fishing and just take a walk." I agreed and as soon as breakfast was done, Mark and I headed for the hiking trails. I assumed Bob would be getting fucked again but tried not to dwell on the subject. Mark and I had walked for almost ten minutes before either of us spoke. "So you think Greg is drilling Bob's ass again?" He asked out of the blue. "I dunno and truthfully, I been trying not to think about Bob's ass." Mark laughed and suggested we grab a seat on an old fallen tree. "So you having trouble getting our friend's naked bods out of your mind too?" He asked as we sat down side-by-side. "Yeah I suppose, but mostly I am thinking about you and me and what we are going to do." "Yeah me too. Look Jerry, I don't want last night to be a one time thing. I felt something I never thought I would feel with any man. I have never been closer to anyone, not even my wife than I am to you. Last night my feelings became different, stronger. I felt so good being like that with you." "I felt it too, Mark. But where does that leave us. Things are different for me than you. Jill and I are all but done. I still care for her and don't think I am ready to split up. I want the kids to at least finish growing up in a two parent household. But sex hasn't been good with her for ages. It had been a long time since I felt with her like I felt with you last night." "Well as good as sex is with Suzy and as much as I love her, I am not sure I have ever felt they way I did with you last night with her. Fuck what if I am wrong and I have always been gay and just didn't know it?" "Shit, you don't really think you are gay." "No, but I know that right now I want to kiss you and then tear your clothes off and suck your cock dry!" "Well I wouldn't stop you, but there is something else we need to talk about before we let our bodies wipe out all reason. What do you think of Bob and Greg's four-some proposal." Fishing Trip "Well if they had made it two days ago I think I would have been repulsed. Today I am honestly intrigued. I don't want to minimize what you and I are feeling by making this just about sex with guys but I don't know if we will ever have a chance to do anything like that again. What are you thinking?" "I am thinking I would love to see Bob's cock hard. Honestly the anal thing isn't of that much interest to me. I think I would have to be really close to someone to even try taking their cock in my ass. Now if Bob wanted his hairy ass gangbanged that might be an interesting experience. But who knows I have never even fucked a woman in the ass. You ever have any experience with anal?" "Yeah I have some experience. I am sure you remember Amy Feldmen." "Fuck yeah she was fucking hot. We never could figure why she hung around you for so long." "Well might have been that I gave into her little fetish. Soon after we started fucking she asked me to do her in the ass. She really got off on it, especially if she had a dildo in her pussy at the same time. About a month later I found out about the flip side of her anal fetish. She started finger fucking my ass while blowing me. Then she progressed to using a slender dildo on me. After another couple of weeks it was a full sized jelly dong. Finally one night we were at her apartment in bed naked. She had been sucking me and working my ass with her favorite dildo when she announced she had to go to the bathroom. When she came back she was wearing a strap on. It was a two headed monster; eight inches for me and six inside her pussy. It also had a little nub that teased her clit when she was fucking me." "Damn! You liked that shit?" "Well at first it was very weird. I had enjoyed the fingers and dildos. Sometimes when she hit the right spot I swear I was blinded by pleasure. But when she came out of that bathroom and started in telling me I was going to be her bitch I almost bolted. But sex was too fucking good with her. So when she told me to suck her cock I did and when she bent me over I had an amazing fucking orgasm. She fucked me two or three times a month after that until we broke up." "Wow, I never would have guessed that Amy and you were into that stuff." "I always wanted to talk to you about it but I was too chicken shit you would think I was queer or something. Now I am sitting here wondering what it would be like for you to fuck me." "Mark, I think being in side you would be fucking perfect." "Me too." We fell into each others arms and our lips came together. We made out for nearly twenty minutes letting our tongues do all the communicating without need of words. When the kiss finally broke he motioned toward a patch of grass and told me that he wanted my cock in his mouth. We were soon naked and taking turns devouring each other's cocks. The feeling of being out amongst nature totally exposed making love to my best friend was by far the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. Though the chance was remote, the idea that we could have been caught somehow heightened the excitement. After we swallowed each other's cum we cuddled up on our natural bed. "Mark, I don't think I can ever give you up," I sighed as he laid his head on my chest. "I don't want to lose this moment, Jerry. I want this to continue beyond this week. I can't give up my life, but that doesn't mean we can't have a relationship." It was done. We had decided to find a way to have an ongoing sexual relationship. I figured that it wouldn't be that hard. We only lived about forty miles apart and we saw each other fairly regularly. Our wives would never know if we skipped golf and went to some motel to make love. I knew mine wouldn't care, but I would not want to hurt Mark's marriage. We made one more decision before retuning to the cabin. We wanted to try the foursome, so we returned to tell our old friends that we were definitely bisexual. When we got to the cabin we were greeted with what would have been a shocking sight the day before. Greg and Bob were asleep on the floor in front of the fire place. They were naked and cuddled together in the nested spoon position. It seemed Bob had gotten a morning ass plowing. When the door closed Greg opened his eyes looked at us and smiled. "Jesus we can't leave you two for a minute you got to be fucking!" Mark joked. "Yeah, so what the fuck were you two doing out in the woods alone for so long?" Greg shot back as Bob woke up. "Making love," I said honestly. "So you worked it all out then?" Bob asked in sleepy voice. "Well not everything, but I am sure of two things. I am definitely bi and I am obsessed with my new lover," Mark said boldly. I was so overcome with emotion hearing Mark tell our friends I was his lover that I could barely stammer my response. I told them that I was bi and wanted Mark more than anything in the world. "That is fucking great!" Bob exclaimed as he got to his feet. He came over and wrapped the two of in his arms. Greg joined us and the two naked men took turns hugging us. It was as if they were welcoming us into their fraternity. I wondered how many other outwardly straight guys I knew were secretly bisexual as I stood there in the arms of my big strong naked jock friend. "So are you two going to let us try a foursome?" Greg asked with an almost evil grin. "Maybe, tonight or tomorrow after we have a chance to recharge," I suggested. "Sounds like a plan. I could use a little recharge myself, feeling about a quart low after the fucking I got this morning. Want to finish our nap upstairs, Greg?" Bob said. Before they left, Bob gave me a soft friendly kiss on my lips. It was puzzling to me that I went from being a straight man to feeling perfectly natural when the most macho man I ever knew kissed me in less than twenty-four hours. I decided that fate had intervened to put me on a new and wonderful path. Mark and I decided to cuddle up and nap together on the large sofa. It was not a sound sleep. I had too many thoughts of future adventures and pleasure. There was the soon to be realized foursome and the rest of my life finding ways to be with Mark still to come. Fishing Trip Booty Call This is a copyrighted original work by the author. All rights reserved. I want to give thanks to Innocent Kink for editing and helping me with this story. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Everything that happens in this story is consensual sex between a husband, wife, and their friend. You may want to read How to Fix Your Editing Problem before reading this but it is not absolutely necessary. Just gives a little more insight to this story. Thanks, Dean. ***** After finding out that my wife had shared with her girlfriend Marcie that I was writing erotica and placing it on Literotica I decided to have some fun with both of them. My wife had confided in me that Marcie was in need of sexual satisfaction because her husband paid no attention to her anymore. Marcie is a doll and I don't know what his problem was but I was more than happy to fulfill my wife's request to write a story about the three of us and have us consummate whatever my brain could come up with. I had already told Amanda, my wife, that I was going to write a story about a fishing and camping trip and that we would be gone a week. Amanda told Marcie about it and they planned a week in August for us to go. I had three weeks to write the story and I had started it but there was plenty of work to do. I sat at my computer for a few days and wrote the story. I gave a copy of it to my wife and Marcie and they liked what was there except that Marcie asked if there was something that she wanted to try if that was okay by me. There was absolutely no way I would say no. What follows is not the actual story it is the edit to what happened. The edit was much more enlightening to what happened so on with the story. The first week of August had finally arrived. I had been working on a story for a couple of weeks and I was now headed out with my wife, Amanda, and her best friend, Marcie, on a camping and fishing trip. We had packed our camper and headed to a campground about 3 hours away that was perfect for what we had in mind. It was close to town so we could get anything we needed without over packing with supplies yet it allowed us to be away from crowds as well. The campground was new so it did not have the usual groups of people that returned to it week after week yet. I knew in time this would happen but for now it was the perfect location. We left Sunday morning so we could be set up by early afternoon and we knew that most people who would be camping for the weekend would have packed and left or be in the process when we got there. Our decision proved to be correct since there was only one camper in the entire campground. We parked at the far end of the campground to afford us some privacy as well and began to set up. Marcie seemed a bit apprehensive at the beginning, which was to be expected I guess. She had never done anything like this before and her nervousness showed in the beginning. I walked over to my wife and asked her if there was anything that was, out of bounds, for the week and she said, "Let's just be ourselves and do whatever comes to mind." That worked for me and I knew that my wife wanted Marcie to have a great week and a week that she would have fantasies about for a long time. Both of the women wore little short skirts to the campground which at the time I thought was odd since we were camping but I wasn't going to mention it to them. I found out from my wife later that she arranged that so I would have easier access to both of them and she thought Marcie would come out of her shell quicker that way. Watching both of these women in short skirts, bending over to put things away, was having an effect on my cock and I figured that since we were her to fish I would go fishing right here at the campground. I walked over to my wife while she was bent over to pick up a box and reached up under her skirt and grabbed the waistband of the panties she was wearing and said, "You seem to be a bit overdressed sweetheart." I quickly pulled her panties down to her ankles and asked her to lift her legs so that I could remove them. She just did as I asked and then I turned to Marcie with a big grin on my face and said, "Looks like you have the same problem." As I got close to Marcie she turned around and pretended to pick something up as I repeated the same thing with her panties. I was in heaven and we had only been here a half hour. "Just so you know ladies panties are not allowed for the rest of the week." "What if we have to go into town?" My wife asked. "Looks like you will have to make do, without your panties." We worked for a while finishing up around camp and I decided that I would walk across the road a ways and try my luck with the fish. While I knew that sex was the biggest reason we were on this trip I also like to fish and having a little time away from the ladies would not hurt any of us. I would give them a little time to plot what they wanted to do today while I was gone. I wanted them thinking it so I walked over to both of them and told them I would be back in a second and then put my arms around their waists. Just as I was about to leave however I reached down under the backs of their skirts and cupped their pussies and gave them a little rub so they had something to think about while I was gone. They both looked at me with a smile and as I was just about out of ear shot I heard Marcie say, "Don't be gone too long we might get lonely." "I won't be I am just going to go and get supper." I hollered back to them as I crossed the road. I kept my word since I was only gone about 45 minutes. Most of that was walking to the stream and back. I had five nice trout for us to eat that evening. As I arrived back at camp I did not see the ladies anywhere and the truck was still here so I knew that they could not have gone too far. I cleaned my fish and then walked into the camper hoping to find them. No one in sight in here either, so I grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat down outside in the shade to wait for them to get back. I had not more than sat down and both of them walked up on either side of my chair and looked down at me smiling. I knew something was up but I had not a clue what it was. Each one of them got down and started to take one of my shoes off. I looked at them wondering what they were up to until my wife said, "Marcie don't you remember someone telling us that we were overdressed this morning and that underwear was not allowed this week?" I was had and I knew it. They were using my own words against me and I really didn't care at that point. My wife unbuckled my belt, unsnapped my pants, and then drew the zipper down. They each then grabbed a leg of my pants and my wife commanded, "Lift" so I rose up as much as I could and my pants went off in a flash. I was sitting in my chair in my underwear and shirt just waiting to see what would happen next when my wife told Marcie to do the honors. Marcie grabbed at my hips and pulled my underwear down my legs very slowly and then handed them to my wife. My wife just looked at Marcie and said, "Attack." Marcie did just as my wife said she did attack. She took my half hard cock into her mouth and began to suck it into her mouth. She acted as if she had not had a cock in years. I knew what my wife and Marcie were doing while I was gone. I need to be gone more often I thought to myself. Marcie continued to suck my cock until I was hard and then my wife walked over and said, "I think he is hard enough for now Marcie let's let him sweat for a while." I got it this was a game and I was the pawn. I thought we came out here so that I could have some fun teasing them and in reality it was two against one and I was the one. This is going to take some serious thinking, I thought to myself. Both of the women walked back into the camper and got themselves a beer and one for me. They took their chairs and sat them on either side of me and started to laugh. "I don't see what is so funny?" I remarked as they sat down. "You are the only one that doesn't," my wife said with a grin. "You two better be careful because I will be the one laughing when you both have little cherry red asses to sit on if you're not careful." "Promises, promises," was all I heard from them both almost in stereo. "Ladies I think we need to go for a walk." "Where are we going?" "To the wood shed so to speak." I replied. I got up out of my chair, chugged down my beer, and walked to my truck. "We are taking your truck for a walk?" laughed Marcie. "No little lady but what's in it is going to take you for a walk." I replied and then looking at my wife I told her to get her bag. My wife got out of her chair and hurried into the camper and grabbed her bag. When she came out I had a leather case in my hand and I motioned for them to head toward the woods behind us. "Does he realize that he still doesn't have any underwear on?" Marcie whispered to my wife hoping I would not hear her. "We don't either if you haven't noticed." My wife replied. "Yeah but we have skirts on at least we aren't almost stark naked." "Give it a minute we will be." My wife said looking at her and then turning to me with a smile. "Do you know where he is taking us?" Marcie asked. "Oh I have a very good idea where he is taking us. We have camped here one other time and we found lots of places to play." Amanda said as they continued to walk down the path. We did not walk to far down the path until we came to a cute little park bench that we had spotted on our last trip here. It was made of logs that had been cut in half lengthwise. Someone had spent a lot of time making it and they had taken the time to make it very smooth. I knew that the ladies would enjoy it. "Which one of you wants to go first?" I asked with a smile. My wife piped up and said that she would go first. This wife of mine is a shrewd character. She knows me and probably knew what was going to happen and she wanted to be first. "What are you going to do to her?" Marcie asked. "Why I am going to paddle her ass and then when I am finished with that I am going to plug it that is what I am going to do to her. Then it will be your turn. After that we will see what happens." I replied with a great big grin on my face. "Where do I go while you are doing that?" Marcie wanted to know. "You are going to stand right there and watch so you know what to expect. Let's just call it a learning experience." I replied as Amanda took off her skirt, blouse and bra. Amanda placed herself over the bench and spread her legs wide. She grabbed onto the front of the bench after she was bent over and waited for me to begin. "This is what I expect you to do when it's your turn Marcie so pay close attention to what Amanda does." I told her as her eyes watched Amanda intently. Once Amanda was ready I rubbed her ass for a little while and then reached down and cupped her pussy. She was not wet yet and I showed my hand to Marcie. I started to spank Amanda's ass with my hand and Marcie just stared while I continued to spank Amanda. I again started to rub Amanda's ass giving her a break and when I cupped her pussy this time moisture was on my fingers when I showed them to Marcie. "You are trying to tell me that she really does enjoy all of this aren't you." "When I am finished you will know for a fact that she likes this and in fact she needs this. I am hoping that you will as well sweetheart and we will know that in just a few minutes." I told Marcie as I picked up the bag and took out my leather paddle. I told my wife that I was only going to give her ten swats with the paddle and she said, "Thank you sir." I began to slap my wife with the paddle making sure to cover all of her ass. Ten swats with the paddle would not even begin to make Amanda squirm but she was doing a good show of making Marcie think it was affecting her. That girl was a good actress if I say so myself. She knew that Marcie was new to this and she wanted her to like what we did not be afraid of what we did. When the final stroke landed on her ass, my wife reached behind her and pulled the cheeks of her ass apart showing both of us her cute little asshole. "Why is she doing that?" Marcie asked. "She is waiting for this." I said as I reached in the bag and pulled out a small butt plug. I reached into the bag and grabbed the KY and lubed up the plug and slowly began to insert it into her ass. Once the plug was in I reached down again and cupped Amanda's pussy. I showed my hand to Marcie and she gasped when she saw that that my hand was soaked. "You may get up now sweetheart so that Marcie can have her turn." Marcie was a bit apprehensive and my wife could tell that by the look on her face. She went over to her and said, "Marcie it's okay, he will not hurt you and what he does will begin to show you what we enjoy doing together." Marcie began to take off her blouse and bra as I watched her intently. Her breasts were gorgeous and I told her that as she undressed. She unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the ground and slowly walked over to the bench just as Amanda had done before. I was finally able to see Marcie's pussy for the first time. Where my wife has a pussy that is completely shaved, just for me I might add, Marcie had a pussy that was completely covered with hair. I did not get to look at it long but I would have time for that later. Marcie walked over to the bench just as my wife had and placed herself over it spreading her legs wide as well. Once she was in position I asked her if she was ready and she replied that she was. I rubbed her ass just like I had my wife's and then cupped her pussy as well before I began. The only difference was that she was already wet and I showed my glistening hand to my wife with a smile. I began to slap Marcie's ass with my hand and listened to her groan and whisper as each stroke fell. Marcie was enjoying this even if it was just a warm up to what was to follow. When I felt she was ready to proceed to the paddle I first rubbed her ass and then cupped her pussy before starting. My hand was drenched as I withdrew it from her soaked pussy. I picked up the paddle and delivered the first blow and Marcie came. She shook and shook like she had never had an orgasm before. Before giving her another stroke of the paddle I reached under her again and shoved two fingers into her and slowly stroked them into her. It was not long before she let out a gasp and came again. I had never seen anyone react to an orgasm like Marci did. She visibly shook and then let out a long sigh before collapsing forward over the bench leaving her ass still in position for the paddle. I asked her if she needed a minute and she replied, "Oh please no keep spanking me sir." I was surprised by her calling me sir and I looked over at my wife, who had a smile on her face, and then took the paddle and began to give her the remainder of her swats. Her ass was a nice shade of pink, not near as red as my wife's ass for good reason. My wife could take it and I was not sure yet what Marcie could or couldn't take. When I gave the last swat she immediately reached back and took her cheeks and parted them as far apart as they would stretch. Her asshole was pink and quivering and I had not even touched it yet. I rubbed Marci's back for a few minutes and then began to rub her ass when I asked her if she had ever had anyone take her ass before. She replied, "I have never had anything in my ass before sir, I would not let my husband touch me there." I guess I was shocked at that statement. She had told us that she doesn't really have sex anymore and she won't let her husband play with her ass but she was willing to let me. There was something strange going on and I wanted to know what it was however it could wait. Since she had never had anything in her ass before I knew that I needed to go slow, so I put KY on my finger, and then slowly started to massage her asshole. I worked my finger slowly into her ass and she moaned the entire time I stroked my finger in and out. I proceeded to add another finger and she said, "Can you just shove them in please...sir?" For someone who had never been involved in ass play she sure took to it in a hurry. I shoved both fingers into her until she was ready for the butt plug. I grabbed another one from the bag and lubed it up. Once I was ready I placed it at her opening and she pulled on her cheeks harder to open herself up as much as possible. I slowly inserted it in until it seated and then started to rub her ass again. I reached down to her pussy and my hand was wet before I got to it. I told her that she could now stand up as well. My wife looked at her and smiled and said, "Well what do you think?" "That was the most amazing thing I have ever had in my life, are you sure we can only stay a week?" I laughed at her and told her that after a week she would need to rest and recuperate. The ladies stood around and talked while I picked everything up and put it in my bag, including their clothes, and then asked them if they were ready for the last task. Marcie looked at me and said, "What last task?" "Oh it is very simple. You are going to race each other back to camp and the one who finishes last gets to paddle the other one and I get to fuck her in the ass." "I don't know if I can do that sir." "Is there something wrong Marcie?" My wife asked. "I have never had anal sex before and I was always afraid of doing it." "Don't worry sweetheart Dean will be gentle with you and besides if you don't lose you don't have anything to worry about." "That's true and I ran track in school." My wife just smiled and looked at me. "Okay ladies here are the rules. First one to camp with their plug in their ass wins. No plug and you lose." My wife figured that I would do something like that because she knows me too well. She also knew that if she went first her ass would be used to the plug while Marcie was still trying to accommodate hers. I yelled go and they both took off down the trail toward the camper. Marcie was ahead almost all the way back until she relaxed her ass a little too much and the plug came out. "Oh my God what am I supposed to do?" Marcie yelled at Amanda. "Shove it back in and keep running," my wife yelled as she went past her. Marcie got the plug back in but it was too late. Amanda was already at the camp ground drinking a beer when Marcie got there. I laughed when I saw the two of them with their cute little asses plugged standing around waiting for me. My wife of course had to taunt her friend with "I get to spank you, I get to spank you." I replied with, "If you're not careful I will get to spank you as well you know." "I was just having a little fun." She replied back. "Yeah at my expense." Marcie quipped. I walked over to Marcie and whispered into her ear that I would make sure that she had a chance to spank Amanda before this week was over, which brought a smile to her face, and a "What are you two whispering about over there?" "Nothing you need to concern yourself with my dear." I told my wife. I told Marcie to lie over the back of the chair so that my wife could spank her and she did exactly as I asked. I told Amanda that she could smack her ten times with her hand and she replied, "Just how many would I have gotten had I been the one to lose the race honey?" "I note a bit of haughtiness in your voice sweetheart, and if you would like me to show you how many you would have received keep it up and I will show you with a paddle." All I heard from my wife was the slaps to Marcie's ass as she began to spank her. After Amanda had finished Marcie looked up at me and said, "Where would you like me sir?" Fishing Trip Booty Call This woman was an absolute dream, and her husband is an idiot to not want to enjoy this beautiful woman. She was into this much more than I realized and I wondered how far she was willing to go, or how far she would let me push her. I told her to stay right where she was at since there was no one in camp at this point. The other camper had pulled out while we were gone. I walked up behind her and opened my bag to get the KY. Even though she still had the plug in her ass this was new to her and I did not want her to be hurt by it. I greased my cock and then slowly pulled the plug from her ass. Once it was out I put the tip of my cock to her gaping ass and pressed my cock into her very slowly. I could hear Marcie making unintelligible noises as my cock went into her. Once I was in I stood for a minute or so and let her get accustomed to it and then began to slowly pull out and then shove back in. After a few strokes Marcie said, "I am ready for you to fuck me sir." My wife is lucky that she found me first because I wanted to keep this lady and my wife looked at me and grinned. I then started to fuck Marcie just as she had requested. I grabbed her hips and began to work my cock into her at a very rapid pace. It was not long and I came hard into her ass with several strong spurts of come. Marcie only said, "Oh, Oh, Ah, Ah, OOH, AAH," the entire time. Once I was finished I allowed Marcie to push my cock from her ass and my wife walked up to me and whispered in my ear, "She is quite a present isn't she sweetheart?" I looked at her and said, "What do you mean by a present?" My wife laughed and told me that Marcie wanted to be used sexually by us and I could consider her as a present. Wow, this is the kind of present I needed every year I thought to myself, as I reached back to my wife's ass and pulled out her plug. We both walked over to Marcie and helped her up and allowed her to get her bearings. She was exhausted and needed to sit down for a while. I told both of the ladies to sit under the canopy and relax and I would get supper ready. It was already after 7 and we were all tired from our activities and the long day as well. The fish was a big hit for supper and Marcie asked if she could go along to try and catch some the next time I went. I told her that should not be a problem and the three of us sat around and relaxed until it was time for bed. Morning would be here soon enough. The next morning when I woke up I realized that at some point we had all crawled into the same bed. Now that is not such an unusual feat except this was a camper and although we had a queen sized bed we were cramped. Oh well who can complain when you wake up with two naked women. Once I started to stir my wife and Marcie followed suit and we were all up and ready to start a new day. I was not sure what was going to happen with our new day but I was sure that it would be fabulous. I started looking through the fridge for something to make for breakfast and found some bacon and eggs that would be good enough for this morning so I got started preparing them. I grabbed an apron so I would not get splattered by the grease, I was naked after all, and started the bacon frying in a skillet. When the ladies arrived to the smell of the bacon they both made comments about the cook having his ass hanging out. I told them that if they weren't careful they might be walking around camp all day with more than their asses hanging out. "What are we doing today anyway? Marcie asked as she sat down at the table. "Ask Amanda she always seems to come up with a good idea and besides if she does not have anything planned I am going to go fishing." I replied back in their general direction. "Well I thought about just lying around and getting some sun today." Amanda replied. "If that's the case then I am going to steal your husband and go fishing with him if you don't mind?" Marcie said with a grin. "I hope you can keep up with him and obey the rules." "What rules?" "Oh whenever he takes me fishing whoever catches the most spanks the one who doesn't." Amanda told her with a grin. "Well maybe I will just catch more fish than he will then and I will paddle his cute ass." Marcie quipped. "You just keep taking those wacky pills your on if you think that is going to happen Marcie." Amanda replied at her with a laugh. "Let's just go fishing okay." "Hey what happens if it's a tie?" Marcie asked Amanda as she was walking toward the stream. "Oh, in that case you can both spank my ass like that is going to happen." Amanda said laughing as they walked away. We both got down to the stream and set up to start fishing about 30 feet apart. We were there about 15 minutes and I had five trout to Marcie's none. I reeled in my line and sat my pole down and pulled a beer out of my dry bag and handed one to Marcie. She looked at me with a confused look and said, "You aren't going to fish?" "I did fish and I have my limit for the day. I thought I would just wait till you caught yours before we headed back." "That could take a while you know." "I know but I don't have anything better to do today anyway, and besides you heard what she said happens if there is a tie, besides a promise is a promise." "A promise is a promise?" Marcie asked with an odd look. "I told you I would find a way for you to spank her and she set herself up without knowing it." "Oh that is too funny." Marcie said with a laugh. We sat for a while and waited for Marcie to catch her fish and it was taking time. She had caught one and they were biting very slowly for her. That was not the only problem she really had not fished much so the fish had an advantage over her. I was just relaxing and drinking beer when she said, "I wish I had something to do while I was waiting on these stupid fish to hurry up and bite." "Oh I am sure if you put your mind to it you can think of something to do." I said glancing at her body as I said it. She took the bait and put her pole down and started to walk toward me when I told her to go back and open the bail on the reel so that we did not lose a pole in the process. When she got over to me she just straddled me and then went down to her knees and began to open my pants to free my cock. "This really is not going to work very well you know." She said as she stood up. Marcie turned and walked over to where she had been fishing and dropped her pants revealing her glorious ass to me and then leaned against a large boulder that was near the stream. I got to my feet and walked over to her and dropped my pants and began to stroke my cock until it finished getting hard. "I can't believe you lady, you are insatiable aren't you?" I said as I started to put the head of my cock at her entrance. "I really would rather you fucked my ass but since we don't have any lube I guess my pussy will have to do." Marcie said with a grin as she looked at me. "Oh it will do just fine from where I am standing." I said as my cock worked its way into her channel. I had not fucked a woman with this much hair on her pussy in a very long time. My wife keeps hers absolutely void of hair and that is the way I prefer it, but this was a nice change of pace, and besides she was as tight as hell. I began a long slow stroke and she looked to her left and saw her line moving in the water. "I am getting a bite!!" "We can fish later right now my worm is busy as it is and there is no way I am taking it out." I replied trying to make a joke. "Oh that was bad you know." "Sorry" "Just get back to what you were doing sir so I can get back to fishing." She said as I continued to stroke into her. I continued to stoke into her very tight and willing pussy and then took some moisture from her and smeared it on her asshole. I slowly slide a finger into her ass. She felt the finger go in and began to shudder again like she had before. I knew without a doubt she was coming all over my cock and her pussy squeezed my cock with each spasm. It wasn't long and I could not hold out any longer and I started to come. As I did she reached back and under my cock and grabbed my balls and massages them. I was in heaven with this lady and I had to find a way to keep her around for a very long time. Once we were finished I withdrew my cock from her and reached into the bag for towels that I normally carry to clean up from fishing. Today they would just have to serve a different purpose. We got back to fishing shortly and she did have a fish on the line because it had swallowed the bait. We finally had two. I showed her a trick to catch trout but I told her if she ever used it against me I would paddle her ass just because she deserved it. She agreed and within a few minutes she had the other three fish that she needed. "Why didn't you show that to me before?" "I wanted to win and besides look what I would have missed out on if I had." "Oh my we have a tie and I believe that someone is going to have a sore ass when we get back to camp." She said with delight. We walked back to camp and noticed that Amanda was still out sunning herself. "It must be nice to lie around nude all day in the sun while other folks have to go catch supper," She said again with delight in her voice. "Oh I see your back. So how many fish did you catch my dear?" "First tell me how many swats I get with that damn paddle for each fish I lost by." Marcie said setting her up for the kill. "Oh we usually give five swats for each fish with the paddle but today I think we are going to make that 5 with the hand and the paddle." Amanda said looking at me and laughing. "Wouldn't you agree sweetheart?" she said looking at me. "If that is what you think is fair I am not going to get into the middle of this." I said wanting to stay clear of what was about to happen. I really don't know what happened to Marcie when Amanda said what she did about changing the rules but something did. She was a different person from that point on the rest of the evening. It was like she had been pushed once too often and now she was going to finally push back. "Wow do you think that's enough? Why don't you just stick a great big butt plug up my ass and leave it there for an hour while you fuck your husband too." Marcie said that like she knew Amanda would bite and did she ever. "Why that is a wonderful idea sweetheart I am glad you thought of it we can do that as well. Now how many fish did you catch?" Amanda said as she was walking over to get ready for Marcie's spanking. "Oh I only caught five." Marcie said with a smile. "Wait a minute you can only catch five...it was starting to sink in...how many did you catch?" She said turning to me. "I caught five as well sweetheart." I said with a grin on my face. "You two set me up and you know it." Amanda said as she pointed to both of us. Marcie looked at her and said, "Oh it was okay when it was my ass on the block but now that it's your ass someone is setting you up?" Amanda looked at her and knew that she was the one that pushed this, and yes Marcie had set her up in a way, but Amanda was ready to pounce and now she knew it was her ass on the line. "Looks to me like we have a winner, and she is getting 50 slaps with my hand and 50 with a paddle. Not to mention the great big butt plug that goes up her ass while I am fucking her husband." Marcie said as she patted the bench she was going to have Amanda over. Amanda's head went down in defeat as she walked to the bench and laid over it. Marcie made her lay on it lengthwise so that her head was on the end but her legs could straddle the bench. It made her ass open up and gave Marcie a chance to really have some fun with her ass, and she was going to do it. This little wench was devious, much more devious than I thought she was in the beginning, and I believe more devious than Amanda ever thought as well. Marcie looked over at me with a smile as she began to smack Amanda on the ass. She was at least not hitting her very hard and I hope if the situation ever changes Amanda remembers that. Marcie was giving her a slap on the ass about every five seconds so that Amanda's brain had a chance to process each and every one of them. I was glad that I was not the one that was on the bench I knew that for sure. Amanda was just grunting and groaning with each slap but I am not sure if part of that was just for Marcie's benefit. I had slapped Amanda much harder than that and never heard a peep out of her. Once Marcie had given her the slaps with her hand she walked over and picked up the paddle and began to again give her a slap. This time she waited about ten seconds between slaps so that she could draw it out longer. She was not hitting Amanda very hard with the leather paddle either which made me believe that she just wanted to show her dominance over her more than anything. I wondered if Marcie actually got off on the power she had of Amanda at this point. It was almost ten minutes later when Marcie finally gave Amanda her last shot with the paddle and Amanda just laid there and said nothing. Marcie simply said, "Okay where is that great big butt plug that is going up her ass?" I heard a dull sounding "Oh God." from Amanda. Marcie looked at me and asked where the toy bag was and I pointed to it sitting by the camper. She walked over to it and opened it looking for a large butt plug. "Is this all the stuff you brought with you?" "No there is another bag inside under the sink." I said in reply which drew another sigh from Amanda. "Now this is more like it." Marcie said as she walked out the door to the camper. She pulled out a butt plug that was 2.5 inches in diameter and said, "Now this is what I call a butt plug and I think I know just the place to put it." Marcie walked to the other bag and got the bottle of lube out and opened it placing some lube on her finger. She looked at Amanda's red ass and patted it for effect. She then ran her lubed finger over her asshole a couple of times and then shoved her finger into Amanda's ass in one stroke. Amanda had no trouble taking the finger since she was used to ass play but she knew this was far from over. Marcie stroked Amanda's ass with her finger for a short time and then added more lube and another finger. Amanda had no problem with this as well, and Marcie did not know that Amanda was used to having toys in her ass almost the size of the plug, but she had never had that one in her ass before. Marcie added another finger to Amanda's ass and continued to stroke them in slowly allowing her to get used to them. When she finally decided that she was ready for the plug she called me over to lube it up, as she continued to stroke in and out of Amanda's ass. Once I lubed it up she pulled her fingers from Amanda's ass and watched it gape in front of her. Marcie placed the plug at Amanda's quivering asshole and told her to push or it would be more difficult to get the plug in. Amanda pushed and Marcie was finally able to get the plug in as Amanda lay on the bench and shook from the intrusion and the fact that she had an orgasm. It may have been an anal orgasm but I was not going to bother to ask her at this point. All I knew was that Amanda continued to move up and down on the bench and I asked Marcie if I could place a pillow under her hips. Marcie acquiesced and told me to go ahead. The pillow allowed Amanda's ass to go up a bit higher, and while giving her a softer place for her hips it allowed me a better view of the plug in her ass as well. While I was admiring my wife's ass with the plug firmly seated into it, Marcie walked over to me grabbed me by my cock like it was a leash, and led me over to where my wife lay. She looked at Amanda and said, "Maybe you should have gone fishing today and this wonderful cock would be going up your ass honey." Hearing Marcie say that made me wish that Amanda had gone fishing today and maybe my decision to help Marcie was wrong. I did not have time to dwell on that fact however since Marci walked over to the bench where my wife was lying, bent over and grabbed the edges and spread her legs wide. "Okay sir here it is and you better fuck my ass well, or I will fuck hers for you." I somehow knew this was a game for Marci but for my wife and I playing around was just that, playing around. We were not so into this that we could not determine real from fantasy and I was still not sure if Marcie was capable of that or not. I did not want Marcie to have a reason to fuck Amanda so I looked into Amanda's eyes as I grabbed Marcie's hips. I gave her a slight nod so she knew what needed to happen and she smiled at me. No man could have a greater spouse than I do. I reached down to Marci's pussy and drew moisture up over her asshole. I shoved my cock into her pussy and stroked about three times in order to get it wet and then placed the tip against her pucker and shoved. I was not gentle about it and I did not use any lube other than her secretions. If she wanted to be fucked then she was going to get fucked. I pounded into Marci's ass with as much grit and determination as I could manage and I did not stop until my cock spurted several streams of come into her ass. There was no love in this or flowery this and that. She got what she asked for and that was to be taken and fucked and used. Maybe in Marci's mind she needed to be used. I knew that she was broken when I pulled out and she started to cry. Then I thought to myself what the hell have I done. I helped Marci to sit down and I also pulled the plug from Amanda's ass. Amanda was relieved and so was I when she started to comfort Marci as they sat on the bench. "It's okay Marci...It's okay...I understand more than you know." My wife whispered to Marci as she placed her arm around her. I was glad she knew something because I had absolutely no clue what the hell was going on. My wife had figured out that we set her up to lose and she was not upset about it in fact she thought it was great. My wife really is a magnificent lady and sex play with her is out of this world fantastic. She looked at Marci and said, "It's okay Marci I have a plan on how to get even with both of you and one of you is going to get a ride that they have never taken with me before." When she said that I had knots in my stomach because I heard a train coming in my direction and someone had switched the lines so it came straight at me. I did not know what or when but I knew I was going to get it, but I did not know what. Amanda continued to comfort Marci and soon they were chatting like nothing had happened. Marci even told Amanda that she could not believe that I took her like that. "I can't believe that he did that to me...it was exactly what I wanted to have happen...how did he know?" Marci told her as they talked. "Dean is very adept at reading people and he will do what he thinks you need even if you don't realize it yourself at the time." Amanda said as she ran her hands through Marcie's hair. I had a feeling that my services were no longer required in this matter so I quietly walked away to allow Amanda and Marcie to discuss what had happened and if it was indeed what Marci was wanting or needed. I finally decided to go into the camper and watch some TV and have a drink. I had not heard anything from either of them for about two hours so I went to bed figuring I could catch up in the morning. When I woke the following morning I again had Amanda on one side and Marci on the other. I figured whatever they talked about must have cleared the air and things were good. I was not even sure things were bad since I stayed away I was just hoping that what I had done did not cause a problem between Marci, my wife, and myself. I lay in bed for a while till I felt my wife start to stir and I decided I would get up to make breakfast. I was not in the kitchen long when she walked up and put her arms around my waist and gave me a hug. "Are we good?" I asked obviously with some concern. Fishing Trip Booty Call "Oh we are better than good we are fantastic." She replied with her arms still wrapped around me. "Okay I was just a little concerned." "What did you have to be concerned about?" She asked. "You are kidding right?" "No, really, what were you concerned about?" "What we did with Marci or better yet what I did to Marci." "You did exactly what Marci asked you to do and that makes you concerned." She said as she let go and looked at my face. "Well yeah, I have never had someone fall apart and cry afterword's you know. We have never really allowed others to play with us much so her crying kind of un-nerved me a little I guess. I hoped I didn't hurt her." "Oh you didn't hurt her and the tears were not from euphoria or sadness they were more of a release for her. She felt like she was worthwhile because you took the time to do exactly as she wanted you too and that had never happened before." "How the hell can a woman that attractive be married for that long and not feel like she was wanted or worthwhile?" "Her husband does not look at her like we do, it's that simple." "Do you have a brick?" "What do you need a brick for?" "So I can smack her husband upside the head. He is a major idiot." "It's okay sweetheart so are you?" "Now why would you say that?" "Because you are male and you're all major idiots at one time or another." "Thanks, way to build my ego." "Oh you're welcome, glad to help." We sat and talked for about an hour and then Marci finally appeared. She had on a little skirt and a neat little top that clearly showed her nipples were hard and she just got up. "What are we going to do today?" she asked. My wife piped up and said, "We have decided to take a side trip into Wisconsin to look at shops because my husband just loves to do that for me." As soon as she said it I started to feel sick and I acted like I was going to heave on the spot. I must have been a good actor because Marci actually thought I was sick while my wife just looked at me and said, "Here is how you fix it," as she smacked me on the back of the head. I did not want to go look at antique crap today or any day for that matter. I would rather stay here and fish but I knew it wasn't going to happen so I went into the camper and got some clothes that were presentable, leaving my underwear there, and walked back out to where the girls were at. "Are we ready to go then?" Amanda jumped up and ran to the camper to change. She came out with a skirt and blouse just as Marci had and we got in the truck and headed across the border. We looked at shops for most of the day and I was bored to death. My wife told me one more store and then we could go to the cheese mart and go home. I wanted to start at the cheese mart but she knows if we do that I will use that as an excuse to say we need to get it back to camp. That only worked once but it was a great idea at the time. We walked into the last antique store and started to look around when something caught my eye as I was walking through the store. They had an antique hairbrush sitting under a glass case and it was lovely. It had an ivory handle and a really nice wooden case to keep it in. As I was looking at it my wife came by so I looked at something else because I wanted that brush and I did not want her to know that I was buying it. The lady behind the counter smiled when my wife walked away and said, "Would you like to look at it now sir?" "How did you know what I was looking at?" "You weren't exactly hiding the fact." "Okay you got me there. Let me see it while she is in the other room." The sales lady handed it to me and said, "Here you might want to read this old note that goes with it while you are looking at it." I looked over the brush and it was really well made. It knew it had to be very old. I opened the note and it said, "If you purchase this hairbrush I hope it brings as much joy and happiness as it did to my husband and I. See that it is used properly like my husband did and you will know what I mean." The note was signed L.L. Thomas. I knew I had to have this thing but I did not want to make it appear that way so I nonchalantly asked the lady how much the brush was and she replied. "You know I have had about a 50 people look at that brush and read the note and you are the first person to ever ask how much I wanted for it." "How long have you had it?" I asked. "It came in with a bunch of stuff ten years ago and has sat in the same place all this time." "Well I would like to purchase it so I am not going to beat around the bush about it, tell me what I owe you." She started to laugh when I asked and then she told me to look at the brush again. I looked at her and then back at the brush a couple of times and then told her, "I am sorry, I guess I don't understand what you are trying to tell me." "Take the brush from the box and look inside." She responded. I took out the brush and under it was another note. I opened it and it read; "This brush is to be given to the first person who asks its price. I have paid to store it for that long. L. L." I thanked the lady just as Amanda and Marci walked up and she placed it in a bag for me. "What did you buy sweetheart?" Amanda asked. "I did not buy anything." "I just saw the lady put it in a bag for you." "That may be but I did not buy anything if you don't believe me ask her yourself." My wife looked at the lady and she also told her that I did not buy anything so she just paid for her stuff and we headed to the cheese mart. We did not spend long at the cheese mart simply because that is about all they sell and you can only buy so much cheese. We headed back to the campground and talked about what we were going to do for the rest of the day. "I am going fishing." I announced. Amanda looked at me and said, "Me too." Marcie kind of had a look on her face and said, "I guess I will hang out at camp then." I looked at her and asked why she had to stay at camp and she told me she did not want to be the third wheel and thought we deserved some alone time. I did not want to argue with her logic but she is our guest so I told her to wipe the pouty lip off her face and go with us. As we walked Amanda looked at both of us and said, "We are just going to fish today, no games, no bets, just fish. You too got it." We both shook our heads and headed in opposite directions to fish telling everyone that when we each had our limits we would just head back to camp to wait for the others. I headed to my favorite fishing hole on the stream to see if I could get lucky and catch my five without taking all day. I was fortunate that there was not anyone on that fishing hole and I sat down and within a fairly short time I had my fish. I always love to make five casts and catch five fish and some days are that way. I met Marcie on my way out and she had not caught any fish yet and she told me that Amanda was just down the stream a little ways and she had 3 already. By the time I reached her she was reeling in a fourth so she only needed one more. She asked if I had seen Marcie and I told her that she was headed upstream but did not have any fish yet. My wife casted out again and we sat and talked again about the other night. She told me not to worry about things since everything was okay between all of us. Her pole took a dip and she hooked her last trout. We packed up and headed toward the camper trying to decide who was going to have to clean the fish. Amanda still wanted to know what I purchased earlier in the day and I again told her that I did not buy anything. She seemed a little bit irritated at that and finally said, "Tell you what you show me what you bought today and I will clean the fish." I could not leave this alone because if I was going to show her I was really going to show her what I had and how it worked. I had my wife alone for the first time since we got here and I wanted to play. "I will make you a deal, if you clean the fish I will show you what I brought home today, but I get to show you my way." I said hoping that this would be the best catch of the day yet. "You got a deal, you go get it and I will start cleaning fish." She replied. "It doesn't work that way. You clean the fish and then I show it to you." I said with a grin. "It will take longer that way." "Why is that?" "I will need a shower after I clean the fish." "No problem I will wait in the camper for you while you take your shower and then you come out and I will show you what I brought home." "You mean what you bought" She quipped. "No, I mean what I brought home." "Have it your way then." "Remember you said that honey, I will have it my way." I said laughing. Amanda went out and cleaned the fish and then walked right past me to the shower. She was not in there very long and she walked out dressed in a little pair of shorts and a tube top that she knows just gives me an instant hard on and sat down and said, "Okay let's see what you bought today." "Like I told you before honey I did not buy anything today but here is what I brought home." "Amanda opened the wooden box and looked at the oval shaped hairbrush with the beautiful ivory handle and looked at me. This thing must have cost a fortune." She said looking it over. "Amanda do me a favor and read the note that was on top of it." She read the note and then looked at me and then I said, "Okay now read the note that was under the brush after you took it out." She reached into the box and grabbed the second note and read it, and then read it again. "You actually didn't pay anything for this?" She had a questioning look on her face as she said it. "I told you I did not buy anything today I only brought something home. You told me to have it my way and I am going to do that right now." "You know that Marci will be back anytime don't you?" "Yes I do and if she is smart she will just take a shower and wait for me to finish or her ass will be as red as yours is going to be. Now take off your clothes and get over my lap." "Do I need to take all of them off?" "Yes" Amanda proceeded to pull off her shorts and then she took the tube top off right over her head and then walked over to where I was sitting. She handed me the brush and I said, "You know the lady that gave this to us expects me to use this on you right?" "I know I read the note." I don't know how many you are going to receive this time sweetheart but it will be enough so that next time I tell you something you will listen to me and trust that what I said was the truth." I began to swat Amanda's ass with the brush over and over again. I did not have to deliver hard slaps since the brush weighed more than any brush we had ever owned. It did have a wonderful splat, splat, splat, sound to it as each swat hit her ass. I had been swatting her ass for about 5 minutes and the door opened and Marcie walked in. With Amanda over my lap receiving swat after swat with the hairbrush and her ass turning a nice shade of red Marcie kept right on walking toward the shower. When Marcie walked out of the shower Amanda was still over my lap but her legs were spread wide and I had my fingers planted in Amanda's pussy trying my best to allow her to come. Marcie sat down in a chair not too far away and just watched in silence as I continued to stroke Amanda's pussy and play with her clit. I could tell that Marcie wanted to be involved in this scene and I was actually trying to decide if I wanted that to happen when she rose from her chair and pulled Amanda's ass cheeks apart. She looked at me and I nodded not really knowing for sure what she was going to do. What she did surprised the hell out of me as she placed her mouth squarely over Amanda's asshole and shoved her tongue up her ass. Amanda immediately began to shake and her orgasm soon followed. I am not sure who was more shocked that she did it, her or me. Once Amanda had calmed down she stood up and went to Marcie and she held her face and kissed her and simply said, "Thanks." It was time to relax so we went outside and started a fire and just sat around and talked for the rest of the evening. Well two of us sat. Amanda stood up for most of it for some reason. Amanda finally came over and said that she was tired but before we decided to retire she asked me to put lotion on her ass which I did and when we woke the next morning she was still sleeping with her ass in the air. We only had today left for our trip since we would be leaving the next morning. I don't believe that any of us wanted to go but unfortunately that is the reality of the situation. Marcie was in a pouty mood since she knew our time was getting close and Amanda asked her why she was so down about the fact that we had to go home. She replied, "because my time with the two of you is about over and I doubt I will get the opportunity again." Amanda looked her straight in the face and said, "You live across the street from us what are you talking about?" "I know I do but it's not like I can just run over and ask you to spank and fuck my ass and then run back home." "Why not?" Amanda replied. "You mean I can come over and play?" "I sure don't have a problem with it and you know Dean is going to be delighted." "Wow, I thought that this was a once in a lifetime thing." "Not if you don't want it to be." I looked at the ladies and told them I was going to go fishing and I would be back later. They could continue their talk without me. "You know leaving us here together may be a dangerous thing for you." Amanda quipped at me. "Why is that?" "We might come up with something to do to you while you're gone you know." "If you do I will just take care of the two of you later." I did not know it at the time but the two of them did plot out what they wanted to do to me and I had no idea what it was going to be. I actually thought it was all talk and I was dead wrong. When I got back to the camper I noticed that they were nowhere to be found. I grabbed a beer and sat down in the shade until they returned. When they came bouncing into camp they had smiles on their faces and they asked if I was ready to play. I told them I was perfectly happy sitting in the shade with a cold beer. They both looked at me with those pouty little faces and said that they had been planning the whole time I was gone and they had plans for me. I knew that whatever they planned could be a problem because my wife has been trying to get a chance to bust my ass in more ways than one for quite some time. I had never even thought about letting here until now. I drank a couple more beers and it was enough to take the edge off and they both grabbed an arm and pulled me from the chair. "Let us show you what we are going to do to you tonight?" My wife said as Marcie giggled. They walked me down the path and when we came around the bend I saw the bench and my wife walked up to me and whispered in my ear, "You know I have always wanted a chance at your ass sweetheart just as you wanted mine. Tonight it is my turn and I promise when I am through with you that you will enjoy everything that I do or I will never ask you to do it again." The only thing I could say to myself was "shit, shit, shit," because, those were the exact words I said to her, almost to a tee when I started to play with here ass. I could say nothing and I knew it. I just hoped I was man enough to take what she would do to me since I would be a hypocrite in my own eyes and hers if I told her no. She took me by the hand and walked me over to the bench just like a lamb to slaughter. Now I knew how she felt when I did this to her. I did not know for certain what she would do, but I was certain that my ass would be sore, and my asshole would feel different than it did right now. She did not just simply place me over the bench, she laid me lengthwise on it and then once my ass was in the air and my head was down she went behind me and fastened restraints of some type around my ankles so that I could not move. Marcie moved to my wrists and applied the same types of restraints as well. She walked up behind me and patted me on the ass. Oh she was going to make me remember every last thing I had done to her. The worst part was that my cock was now hard and I could not say that what she was doing to me did not arouse something in me. This was my wife, my lover, and my confidant, and she was going to make me hers, and I had to endure it one way or another. While she patted my ass she told me that she would not do anything to me that I had not done to her already. Oh that really made me feel better and I was as nervous as hell. She said that she wanted to have Marcie help her with this since she was also involved with us now. I knew I was in trouble. "In order to make sure that we have time for everything we want to do to you sweetheart we are going to start here at the bench and finish in the bedroom." Marcie stood on my right side and Amanda on my left. The spanking started almost immediately. They did not hit me very hard in the beginning but they knew what they were doing. Amanda said, "We aren't sure how many swats you are going to get this evening honey I guess we will tell you when we think you have had enough." Here we go again the same thing I had told her before at some point in time. The spanking continued and they started to build using harder swats as they went. Marcie finally stopped and said, "My hand is starting to hurt do you think we can take a little break?" "Sure why not we have all night." Amanda answered. While they stood around I knew Amanda was up to something and I suddenly felt cold around my asshole. I knew she was going to breach it when her finger started to circle it and then she shoved a finger into my ass in one thrust. "Now that didn't hurt did it sweetheart." Amanda said with a laugh. "I think it's time to add another one." Marcie said as she walked up and also placed a finger next to Amanda's. These two women had thought this through. Once they each had a finger in they took turns pushing them in and out so that I always had a finger in my ass. "I think he is ready for another one don't you Marcie?" Amanda said as she plunged another finger into my ass. "No I think he needs two." Marcie said as she also put another finger in. They see sawed back and forth giggling the entire time. Suddenly they both pulled their fingers free without any warning. The spanking started again only this time it was much harder than before. They did not spank me long and I welcomed the respite until I saw them out of the corner of my eye grab two leather paddles and walk behind me. The paddles on my ass felt like fire and I was sure that I could not take much of this. The constant slap, slap, slap, slap, of the paddles drove me nuts. I knew when each stroke would fall and they made sure to keep up the rhythm they had started. Finally Amanda said, "I think he needs another break." What an understatement that was. I had come dripping from my cock and I was sure that I would never get an erection again. I felt Amanda walk up behind me and tell me that she had a little present for my ass. All I heard after that was. "Push" and I knew that she was pushing the larger plug that she had to endure into my ass. I had never had anything that large in my ass before and Amanda knew it. She was going to test my limits just as I had tested hers. The only difference was that I had gone up in steps where she had gone from small to large and I felt it immediately. I thought that when this was over that my asshole would never be the same. "Are you comfortable sweetheart?" Amanda asked when she saw me humping the bench and come dripping from my cock.