0 comments/ 17963 views/ 1 favorites The Great Outdoors By: Calibetsy When Matt and Connie decided to take the road trip they had no idea what was in store for them. This young sexy couple, who where as a rule open for just about anything, had been together for just a little while but found that there appetites where both agreeable in almost every way. Connie had dressed in a short mini dress of a pale yellow that barely reached to mid-thigh, while Matt was wearing very loose fitting black shorts and a bright white t-shirt. Everything they wore on these trips was for easy access and removable, for you see the purpose of these road trips where finding exciting new places for sex. So far things had worked out well for them they had only come close to getting caught once and there loose fitting clothing had been the only thing that had saved the that time. Oh what an afternoon that had been. After having an argument in the park, in front of a group of people and winding up wet in the fountain they had snuck off to a stand of trees with a clearing to one side. The hot intense kiss they had shared when the left the fountain had insured at least one or two of the couples watching would be following to see what happened next. Never being one to disappoint Connie immediately lower the zipper on Matt’s jeans and removed his cock from them. He had is back towards the clearing and was facing the trees, but it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know what was going on. As she lowered the jeans slightly, taking his hard cock out, Connie teased her tongue around just the tip. Lightly flicking it back and forth. She did so enjoy the way it tasted especially when it was damp and cold the way it was now. She could feel it harden further in her hand, and took the head into her mouth. Sucking it hard, holding the rim of the head with her teeth. Letting them scrap back and forth slightly as her tongue danced around the slit. Her mouth sucking it hard. Off in the distance you could hear the sounds of rustling the in the trees surrounding them. Connie hardly notices more interested in sucking cock than anything else, but Matt who has been keeping a watchful eye open catches just a glimpse or a couple settling into position to watch them. The guy is standing behind the woman watching as Connie slides Matt’s cock in and out, taking it deep into her throat, a little trick they had both learned one night through a lot of practice. The woman has slide he hand behind her butt for the obvious reason of stoking his cock, while he has his hand up her shirt. Knowing that Connie will only be more excited knowing that they are being watched, Matt whispers to her, “hey baby seems we have an audience.” Reluctantly sliding her mouth back, taking care to scrap her teeth in punishment for being disturbed, Connie looks up at Matt while her hand strokes over his cock. “So, tell me baby,” Connie purrs, “Does that excite you?” Closing his eyes and leaning his head back, he puts his hand on her head and rams his cock deep into her throat. Holding her hair out of the line of vision, so that the couple, which have now knelt down on the ground can see everything clearly. The pulsing head throbs in her mouth oozing pre-cum down her throat. Connie slides her mouth off to lick at it, savouring the taste on her tongue. Matt reaches down and pulls Connie to her feet, kissing her hard and wetly. His tongue spreading her lips probing for hers. While her hand still strokes his cock. He slips his hand under her skirt, pleased to find the she has not worn panties and runs his fingers over her soaked pussy lips. “Oh, Cali-baby, his nickname for her, I need to taste you.” She laughingly protests, but Matt we’re in the middle of the park. “I don’t care,” he insists, “I want you now.” He lowers himself to the ground and pulls Connie over his face. Her skirt is covering it so he pushes her forward to let the couple view her sweet ass and twat. Now on her hands and knees with her legs spread wide open Connie feels the first gently probing of Matt’s tongue against her clit. His fingers spread the outer lips allowing for more access, as his tongue flicks quickly over her wet slit. Licking her from length to length slowly teasing his tongue around her clit. When he sucks it into his mouth, she swallows his cock to keep from crying out. The two of them are engage in a sixty-nine in the middle of the park. They can hear the moans coming from the couple watching them, and as he slides two fingers inside her, Connie hears a grasp for breath. Slightly to the left of the couple, with a view of Connie’s mouth on his cock, she sees a young woman, also watching them. Leaned against the tree with her hand down the front of her open jeans and her shirt pulled up exposing one of her hard nipples being squeezed between her fingers. A smile crosses Connie’s face for she enjoys that fact that others are relieving themselves while watching their pleasure. Feeling her orgasm coming closer, Connie pulls her mouth from Matt’s cock, and extricates herself from his. Straddling his hips she lowers her mouth to his, revealing in the taste of their juices mixed together. Their lips move lightly over one another. Matt’s hand fumble with the buttons on the top exposing her firm breasts and hard nipples. Leaning down he takes one into his mouth sucking it. Using his teeth to pull at it, then lapping his tongue around the areola. As she arches her back, her slippery pussy slides along the length of his shaft, rubbing her clit against the tip. Matt bites down on the nipple hard, causing it to pucker and redden, and for Connie to cry out. Fisting the back of his head she pulls his mouth tightly to her breast. Positioning themselves to let the couple and woman watch them, Connie puts the head of Matt’s cock inside her pussy. Rotating her hips slow and lazily over it. Matt leans back on his elbows to enjoy the feeling of the head of his cock inside her. The warmth and wetness, the way it almost feels unreal. The beating of his heart matching hers and that of the throbbing inside each of them. Tired of the teasing, Matte grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her down, impaling her on his cock. The entire shaft buried inside. Connie rocks her hips back and forth on his cock, pressing it against her g-spot. Rocking quickly letting it pound inside her. Matt’s hands grasp her hips as he drives himself up in her. Hard and fast they fuck, in the middle of a public park with at least three people watching and masturbating along with them. Each stroke sending shock waves through them. Connie licks her fingers and wets each of her nipples, pinching and pulling them. The slight breeze blowing across them. Matt slips his hand between them rubbing her clit as his hips push hard into her. She feels the beginnings of her orgasm, the tightening of her muscles, the slickness of her pussy, the flush growing over her skin. As she tightens her pussy muscles around his cock, she can feel Matt’s throbbing cock pulse inside her. His thighs tighten under her; a low groan escapes his lips. His thumb presses hard on her clit pushing her over the edge. Sending waves of pleasure through her, cause the muscles to tighten intensely, shoving forward gripping his cock making him cum hard inside her. She feels each stream as he explodes thrusting deep. Around them the can hear the familiar sounds of orgasms around them. Then the unmistakable words, shit it’s a cop. They quickly recover and tucking themselves in, move away from the spot. Laughing a little at there luck and thanking the observant person for noticing the police officer about the crash into the little love fest. They head for home to continue this little lovemaking session away from the eyes of others. Entertaining though they may have been, our couple for the most part prefer to keep these things to themselves. THE END The Great Outdoors I had been divorced for almost a year. My ex-wife and I, just prior to our separation, had been discussing the possibility of going to a nudist retreat to spice up our relationship. Needless to say this did not happen. Camping is something that I have enjoyed for all my life so I decided to research clothing optional camping. In Ontario there are several campgrounds that cater to couples and singles so after picking a site I packed up the car and off I went. The closer I got to my destination the more nervous I became at the thought of exposing myself in public for the first time. I am not unattractive but by the same token I am no Brad Pitt either. I am 5' 10" tall, blonde hair, blue eyes and could stand to loose a few pounds. My penis, when flaccid, is rather small however when erect it stands a proud 7 ½ ". I arrived at the campground just after lunch and after checking in, going over the camp rules and receiving my campsite number, drove through a well wooded area of campsites looking for mine. I noticed people waking along the road nude and as I passed they waved. Each campsite I passed was well treed and it hard to see much of what was going on. At least for my first time there would be some privacy. I arrived at my campsite, got out of the car and surveyed the area. On either side of the site I could just barely see the other sites next to me through the trees. I relocated the picnic table to allow me some privacy from the other sites. Remember this is my first time and I was a little nervous. Now it was time to set up my tent. One of the camp rules was that you didn't have to be nude right away however you had to be in a reasonable time. I decided that if I was going to do it, it was now or never. I sat at the picnic bench and took off my shoes and socks, pulled my tee shirt over my head, stood up and slid my pants and underwear off. I was nude and it felt great. There was only one problem, I felt my cock starting to harden. I had to get my mind off it so I unpacked the car and began setting up my tent. This took my mind off my dick. In about an hour I had my campsite set up and was relaxing in my chair having a cold beer thinking this was one of the greatest experiences of my life. Every once in awhile others would walk past my site wave and say hello and keep going. Couples, singles, moms and dads with their kids all different shapes and sizes and all nude. I was starting to get a little more comfortable with my new found nudism. My dick on the other hand let me know that I was still a man by twitching when good looking women passed by. By this time I was starting to get hungry. I needed some firewood to cook dinner and water. I decided that it was time to go to the camp store to get supplies. I put on the runners and put a towel around my neck and off I went. The towel was to hide my erection if it should pop up. As I passed the next campsite someone called "Hi neighbor would you like a beer?" I turned and saw a fellow about my age waving me into his site. Not being one to pass up a cold beer I said sure. I sat down cracked a beer and we talked for about 10 minutes. He, Jack and his wife Patricia had been doing the clothing optional thing for about 20 years and just last year their daughter Debbie, since her divorce, had joined them. I explained to Jack that this was my first time and I was a little nervous about the whole thing. He told me not to worry I would get used it. I thanked Jack for the beer and left for the store. As I got closer to the camp store I was seeing more and more people. Some playing volleyball in an open field, shuffleboard and as it was a hot day the pool area was packed. Unfortunately my cock had noticed that everyone was naked and started to harden. I positioned my towel in front of we to hide my now obvious erection. As I entered the camp store I had one of the hardest erections I had ever had. My towel was doing little to conceal this fact. As embarrassed as I was, I bought some firewood and headed to the door. As I reached the door as voice behind said, "Don't worry you'll get used to it." As I turned I saw the most beautiful woman I had seen since arriving. She was 5' 8" tall, long blonde hair, brown eyes, the most perfect C-cup breasts, slim build and a cute well trimmed bush. I managed a smile, turned and hurried back to my campsite holding the towel and firewood in front of me. Relieved to be back in the relative privacy of my campsite I turned my attention back to making dinner. I lite a fire and BBQ'd a steak sat back and reflected on how my day had gone so far. Beside the fact that my dick wouldn't cooperate, I was feeling pretty good about being naked in the great outdoors. As night fell, I was sitting by the fire thinking I should have brought some marshmallows when I heard a familiar "Hi neighbor." and out of the darkness came Jack and his wife Patricia. She was stunning. I immediately grabbed my towel from the back of my chair. I offered them both a beer and they sat down. Jack said he saw the fire and thought they would drop by. He said that his daughter would be by after she had finished the dinner dishes at their site. As we talked I could not take my eyes off of Patricia and all I could think off was that I needed to jerk off to relieve my tension. But this wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Just then I heard footsteps coming from behind me. Jack said "Hi sweetheart." I turned and to my surprise it was the woman from the store. Jack introduced his daughter Debbie and before I could say anything Debbie said "We have already meet." She sat down beside me and for the next 2 hours we talked about everything from the weather to the problems in the middle east. My towel had not moved from in front of me for all this time and all I could think of was jerking off. I t was starting to get painful. About 11 o'clock Jack and Patricia announced that it was bed time and to my surprise Debbie said that she would belong in awhile. She asked if I would mind if she stayed and enjoyed the fire a little longer. She moved her chair next to mine and whispered in my ear. "I see you still have a problem." With that she reached under the towel in my lap and grabbed by dick. I almost came that moment. 'Maybe if we take care of this now you can relax and enjoy the rest of you time here." she said. Debbie repositioned her chair so see was facing me the reached over and removed the towel from my lap. I was sitting face to face with a ragging hardon and a gorgeous woman starring at me. Debbie started to cup her breasts and with her thumb and fore finger rubbed her now erect nipples. My hand, as if it had a mind of its own, instinctively went to my cock. I slowly started to jerk off as Debbie watched. Her right hand dropped to her lap as she slowly started to rub her swollen pussy. This brought me to the brink. I told Debbie that I was about to cum and she dropped to her knees and held her tits together to accept my load. I stood in front of her and with a last few strokes jet after jet of cum spewed on her neck and breasts running over her nipples and down on her stomach. I fell back into my chair exhausted and looking at Debbie with my cum glistening in the fire light on her chest. Debbie sat back on her chair put both legs up over the arms as said "My Turn" pointing to her wet pussy. I knelt in front of her parted her pussy lips and massaged her engorged clit with my tongue. I didn't take long before I was tasting her sweet juice as she bucked against my mouth. We spent the rest of the night curled up together on my sleeping bag by the fire. We played with each other to the point of orgasm 2 more times that night the in the early morning we went to the pool for a swim. I walked Debbie back to her campsite and went back to mine to sleep. When I woke I dismayed to find out that Debbie and her family had left. She was right that after that night I was able to relax and enjoy my nudist adventure in the great outdoors. The Great Outdoors Catherine came home one day from work as usual. As she was bending down to take her shoes off, Ian came up behind her. He gently put a blindfold over her eyes. She knew it was him by his gentle touch. Not a word is said. He leads her to the car and drives them out to the country. The car stops. Still he has not said a word. Catherine hears Ian get out of the car. She waits patiently, not sure of what he has planned. He gets a basket from the trunk. Then opens her door and takes her hand. He leads her to a spot in the woods. Laying a blanket down on the ground. He slowly starts to undress her. What she doesn't know though is the whole fiasco has been planned. There is a video camera taping every move. Getting in close and personal with their bodies. He takes her shirt off. Unbuttoning the blouse. Pulling it off of her shoulders. She is standing there in her bra, pants and shoes. He starts licking her shoulder. Kissing his way up her neck. He reaches around and undoes her bra. Pulling the straps off of her shoulders. Letting it fall to the ground. He cups her breast and starts caressing it. Pinching the nipple. He lowers his head and starts sucking on one. Making her breath deeper. When a man sucks her breasts like that, it sends her into instant orgasm. As he keeps sucking, his other hand goes down to her pants. Undoing the button, and unzipping the zipper. Pushing them off the best he can with one hand. He rubs her crotch. It's slightly wet. Which turns him on more. His cock growing in his pants. He bends down and with his teeth he pulls her panties down. Right off of her feet. She is excited but still wondering what he is going to do next. He lays her down on her back. As the camera is still rolling, he opens the basket. Inside is a bottle of wine, two wine glasses and a vibrator. He gets the vibrator out. Turning it on, he crawls in between her legs. Spreading her pussy lips apart with his fingers and starts teasing my clit with the vibrator. Making it hard. She starts to quiver. He moves down her pussy slowly. She feels the sensation of the vibrator. Finally, he goes to her hole and slowly lets it enter her. Pushing just the head in. He loves teasing me. She tries to moves her body down so it goes in but he wont let it. With his thumb, Ian circles her clit. Catherine's pussy is getting wetter and wetter every minute. He pushes the vibrator in deep and turns it on. She lays there in total ecstasy. He pulls it out and then rams it in, making her shiver with passion. The orgasms building up. He pulls it out and moves his head down. Kissing her inner thigh and licking his way up to her moist pussy. Juices still running as he does this. With his tongue he licks every bit of her pussy, sending her into instant shock. Moaning louder, needing more, wanting more. His tongue going deeper inside. She screams out as he goes the deepest he can go. He senses that she needs more. So he stands and starts stripping. But Ian being the tease he is, he doesn't immediately go to her pussy. When he is naked, he comes up to her stomach and sits down. Moving his cock in between her breasts. He squeezes around his cock and starts tit fucking her. The head of his cock touching her mouth as he thrusts. Catherine opens her mouth and licks it as it hits her. She tilts her head as he continues. His cock going closer and closer to her mouth. It's so hard and throbbing. She reaches up and grabs it gently, and starts pumping it as he lets go of her breasts. He moves off of her, and pulls her closer. Kissing his lips. Almost biting the bottom one. She turns and gets on her hands and knees. Finding his cock. She kisses the head. Circling her tongue around it. It dances as she does this. She opens her mouth and lets it slide inside. She takes it deep and then up again. Going down the shaft and enjoying its taste. She lets go of it. And savagely she goes at its long shaft again. Sucking harder and faster. Then she sucks on one of his balls. Switching back and forth. As her pussy drips, and needs his cock she stops sucking. She is still on her hands and knees. Ian goes to her ass. Rubbing it. Spreading her legs, he takes his cock in his hand and guides it to her hole. Pushing slowly forward, his cock enters her pussy. Sliding it in with ease as it is very wet. He pumps it in and out. Grinding deeper and deeper with each thrust. She screams out as she feels another orgasm coming. He keeps thrusting into her. His balls slapping against her ass. He reaches around and with one hand he plays with her clit. Sending her deeper into orgasm. Then he feels it coming. He grabs her hips and grinds and thrusts harder than ever. His cock starting to shoot its warm cum inside her eager pussy. She moans out. Their love juices mixing with each others. She lowers her hands to her elbows. He gives one final thrust. Falling onto her. His body on hers, his cock still in her. He reaches up and unties the blindfold. Turning her head, she sees him. But when she looks around, she also sees someone else, who has been video taping the whole thing. It catches her off guard, but she is still excited. To have someone watch them make love!!! And their moment has been captured for them to see; over and over again!!!!!! The Great Outdoors For a moment, I had to think about where I was. The unusual sound of chirping birds woke me up. My mind slowly caught up with the rest of my body and then I remembered that Jane and I had decided to go camping. Once I realized where I was I then just laid there with Jane spooning me from behind. I was enjoying the smell of the cool fresh air and the sunlight filtering through the canvas of the tent. It gave the interior of the tent a soft kind of romantic glow. I could also hear the water gurgling from the stream we had set up camp next to. It was nothing like waking up in the city. Birds instead of car horns and sirens, I could really get accustomed to this. Jane and I had hiked into the National Park about five miles until we found a place that was secluded and next to a beautiful stream. I felt Jane stirring behind me. She whispered in my ear, "Good morning lover. I love you." I replied, "I love you too." Jane then slid her hand down to my morning hard-on. She wrapped her hand around it and was gently and slowly stroking it. I just laid there for several minutes and enjoyed the warm feeling of her body cuddled in behind me and the sensation of her hand massaging my cock. I then rolled onto my back and put my arm behind her head. She laid her head on my shoulder and I could smell her beautiful brunette hair. She again reached for my cock and began my massage again. She lowered her head to my nipple and flicked it with her tongue. She knows this drives me crazy. She then sucked my nipple into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue while giving it little love bites once in awhile. After turning me on with her tongue and hand, she slowly slid down into the double sleeping bag. I felt her hot breath on the head of my cock and then the warm wet embrace of her mouth. She cupped my balls in her hand while working my cock down her throat. Jane is an expert on sucking cock. If she wanted to, she could have me spraying cum in less than one minute. This morning she apparently wanted to take it slow, which was fine with me. She had finally worked my cock into her throat and I could feel her lips wrapped around the base of my shaft. My gaud it felt good! She pulled back off and was now sliding my cock along her lips, fucking me with her mouth. I could feel her soft warm tongue swirling around the shaft and head. She kept this up for a minute or so and I knew I would not last long. I reached for her, pulled her from under the covers, and rolled her onto her back. I let my fingers trace down her long lithe body to her smooth pussy. I began to massage her slit and then found her hard little clit coming out to play. I dipped my finger into her hot little pussy to get it lubricated. I then slid my wet finger back to her clit and let my fingers draw small circles around it. She began to moan. Soon she was breathing heavily and I knew she was nearing her orgasm. I removed my hand, slid on top of her, let my hard cock part her lips, and slid into her very wet and warm pussy. I slid all the way in and she pulled her legs up as far as the bag would let her. I was stroking in and out of her as she began to squirm again. Her breathing became heavier and more rapid. I felt my balls tighten and moaned as she moaned and we let our groins rub against each other as we climaxed together. After the orgasms had subsided, I rolled from her and lay next to her. We were both breathing heavily from our morning workout. I leaned to her and gave her a little peck on the lips. I crawled out of the bag and put on my shorts and a t-shirt. I unzipped the tent and stepped out into the fresh mountain air. The sun was all the way up now and it was quickly getting warmer. I went to the stream to brush my teeth. I heard something behind me and there stood Jane completely naked with her toothbrush in her hand. I said, "Damn aren't you afraid someone might see you?" She smiled and replied, "We hiked five miles to get here. Just how many people do you think are that dedicated? We are the only ones for miles around." She squatted down next to me and brushed her teeth in the clear mountain stream. Jane and I had been married now for five years and to this day, I never tire of looking at her body. Other guys also never get tired of looking at it. She is five foot and eleven inches tall. Her tits are a full 38 D and stand out proud and firm. We are into hiking, biking, running, and all types of sports so she stays in excellent shape. Her legs are firm but not too muscular with a thirty-six inch inseam, they are long and sexy. Her stomach is firm and flat with just a hint of a six-pack. Her long curly brunette hair reaches just to her shoulders. I kept looking at her and could not believe she was naked. She looked at me and asked, "What are you looking at? You look as if you have never seen me naked." I replied, "I don't believe I ever have out in broad daylight before." She smiled, "Don't be such a prude. There is nobody around." She rinsed her mouth out and got up to go back to camp. I followed her watching her beautiful naked ass dancing in the sunlight. She turned and said, "Let's go exploring". I asked her, "Are you going like that?" She laughed, "You would probably like that, but no I will put some clothes on to leave camp". She went into the tent. She emerged shortly with her hiking boots, Khaki shorts and a very tight tank top tied at the waist. The tank top did very little to hide her large chest. Her tits were bulging from the sides of the top. She looked sexy as hell! I grabbed some water and the camera and we headed down the stream to see what we could find. We had walked about a half a mile when we came to a spot where the water was not flowing so fast and beautiful rocks and cliffs all around it. Jane said, "WOW! This is a beautiful spot. I'm hot I think I will go swimming." She peeled off her tank top then her shoes and socks. She reached for her waist to undo her shorts and slid them down her long tanned legs. She was making a show of it and bent all the way over to pull them from her feet. She bent over in my direction flashing her ass and pussy. I quickly snapped a picture. She turned and said, "I think I heard the camera shutter go off." I smiled and replied, "I don't know what you are talking about, Dear." She waded into the water and reached down to splash some water on her body. She then sunk down into the water to her neck. She exclaimed, "The water feels great come on in." I took off my shoes and socks, shirt and started into the water. She said, "Take your shorts off you don't want to hike the rest of the day in wet shorts do you?" I stopped and pulled off my shorts and I was now naked and hurried into the water. I went to her and said, "You are such a little liar this water is cold." She laughed and said, "I didn't say it wasn't. I said it feels great. I guess that is all in a matter of opinion on how cold it is." She reached for my cock and balls and said, "Big Jim and the Twins must be cold. Let me see if I can warm them up a bit." She cupped her hands around my cock and started to stroke it. It naturally, cold water or not was working. My cock was getting hard. The warm blood flowing to my cock and Jane's hands stroking it caused a strange sensation in the cool water. It was like heat and ice at the same time. Jane grinned and said, "It appears he is warming up just a bit." I just stayed there and let her continue stroking and warming my cock. The cool water was also having an effect on her. Her nipples were puckered up so tight it looked painful. Being the gentleman that I am I put my hands on her big luscious tits. I said, "It looks like you also need some body parts warmed up. She stood up in the water pulling my cock with her. My cock was still under water and she kept stroking it. With her tits out of the water, I bent over and sucked one of her hard nips into my mouth. I slightly bit down on it causing her to jerk and moan in painful pleasure. I moved to her other nipple and again bit slightly on that one. Her pace at my cock quickened. The water around us was now ebbing out from us as she was full stroking my cock. With my orgasm coming over me quickly, I pulled Jane closer to me and let her tits rest against my chest. She kept her hands feverishly pumping my cock between us. I squeezed her to me as I shot my load into the stream. My knees nearly gave out as I came again and again. She stood there with my cock in her hand, as I was again relaxing. I kissed her passionately for the wonderful, pleasurable swim. She released my cock and the cold water rushed around it causing it to deflate very quickly. She turned and headed for the shore. She said, "Let's get back to camp I'm starved." I watched her long tanned legs and tight little ass as she walked out of the water. She bent down again flashing her pussy to me and grabbed her shorts. I walked out of the water and pulled my shorts back on. Jane tied her tank top around her head like a bandana and said, "Come on let's go." I asked, "Are you going to walk back like that?" She got that look on her face, "Are you going to be a prude all weekend? There is not going to be anyone around here. We are miles from the nearest civilization." I followed her as she led the way down the trail. I watched her cute ass and noticed that when the terrain got rough her large tits swayed to the point that I could see them from behind her at her sides. By the time we got back to camp, my dick was hard again. She turned and looked at the tent in my shorts and said, "You must be the horniest man on the planet". I replied, "Holy shit what do you expect? I mean with you walking around nearly naked all the time." She just shook her head and went to the tent for some lunch. We had brought simple snacks that did not need refrigeration. We opened them and sat down on a blanket to eat them. When we were done, Jane stood up and peeled off her shorts. I asked, "Now what?" She said, "I'm going to get some sun". She walked over to the side of the stream where there was a large boulder. She laid back on it and stretched out. I went to the tent to get my fishing pole then went down by where she was and sat down on another large boulder. I cast my line and sat back to relax. The warm sun felt good. I know Jane was really enjoying it as I kept looking up at her beautiful naked body stretched out on the rock. I think I must have dozed off leaning against the rocks when I heard, "Hello?" I jerked back to reality and saw two canoes in the water. There were two guys in one, a guy, and a girl in the other. One of the guys said again, "Hello?" I said, "Hello". When I responded, I looked up at Jane who also had been asleep. She woke up and sat up. When she realized that there were people within ten feet of where she was she quickly covered her tits with her arms. They paddled their canoes over to the shore. One of the guys asked, "Do you guys mind if we stop here for a minute? There are not very many places to stop along this stream." I replied, "No not at all". I then heard Jane huff slightly and clear her throat to get my attention. I looked over at her and she had a wild-eyed look. I realized that she was totally naked and her shorts were in the campsite. She jerked her head toward the campsite and I took the hint. I got up and retrieved her shorts and tank top. When I handed them to her the girl said, "I sure hope we are not bothering you two?" Jane completely red-faced said, "No not at all". They all stepped out of the canoes and introduced themselves. They were all about Jane and my age in their late twenties. One stepped up and held out his hand, "I'm Jake and this is my wife Cindy. The other guys came over and they were Mike and Ron. I said, "I'm Paul and this is my wife Jane". Jane climbed off the rock now that she had put her clothes back on. Her large tits were swaying under her tank top. I watched as Mike, Ron and Jake watched her intently." Jane said, "I'm sorry for my little exhibitionism there but we didn't think there would be anyone around". Ron said, "Don't worry about it. I assure you none of us minded at all." I thought I'm sure you don't. Jane sheepishly smiled and her nipples got hard. I think that the initial shock of being caught naked had turned into excitement over the fact. Cindy said, "Please excuse me I have got to find a tree. I'm about to float off." She headed for the woods and I for the first time had seen the back of her. She was wearing a very small thong under her tank top. Her breasts were smaller than Jane's was so she did not have tits spilling from the arm openings. However, she did have a sweet little ass. She was more petite and a very pretty blonde. I reeled in my pole and invited everyone to the campsite. I said, "Come on up and grab a stump or a piece of grass." We all settled in and began chatting. They were all professionals like Jane and I who enjoyed getting out in nature and having a good time getting some exercise. Cindy came back from her tree and asked, "What have I missed?" Jake updated her that we all lived in the same city and really not that far apart. We were having a good time talking about various subjects when Cindy stood up and said, "I think I will jump in the water and cool off a bit." She turned and headed for the water and then asked, "Jane do you want to join me or sit there and listen to the boring guy talk?" Jane shrugged and said, "Sure why not?" Jane also headed for the water. Cindy walked in and then sunk into her shoulders. Jane followed her with her shorts on. I was curious if she was going to or simply take them off in front of everyone. Jane also sunk to her shoulders in the cool water. The girls continued chatting between themselves in the water. The girls were in the water for about ten minutes when Cindy stood up. Her white tank top was nearly transparent and her hard nipples were protruding nearly half an inch. Then Jane stood up. Her white tank top was also nearly transparent and the water had made the material heavy so the arm openings sagged even further down revealing even more of her beautiful breasts. The conversation stopped as all of us were watching the girls. Ron spoke first, "Damn it's a wet t-shirt contest". Jane looked down at her hard nipples poking from her shirt and realized that she was revealing more than she should be to strangers. She was blushing again. Cindy kind of laughed and said, "I think I lost this contest." The girls started walking out of the water and Jane's tits were putting on show as they swayed beneath her wet shirt. All of us guys just sat quietly and watched the girls come out of the water. Cindy got up to where we were sitting and said, "Jake I think we need to break out the cooler and offer our hosts something to drink. I'm sure they did not pack a cooler all the way here and would appreciate a cold drink." Jake got up and said, "My Bad. Let me get the cooler." Jake and Ron went to the canoes and brought back a cooler full of beer, food, and tequila. I said, "Damn you guys must have been planning on a party". Mike replied, "We do a little partying when we come out here on the weekends. You know it helps relieve the work week stress." Jane with her still wet t-shirt said, "That is why Paul and I like to come out here. It is just so secluded and very relaxing." Jake laughed, "Apparently it is not as secluded as you thought it was, huh?" Jane turned red faced again, "Apparently not". She mumbled. Cindy asked, "What does everyone want to drink?" Everyone ordered a beer and she promptly played the good little waitress and gave everybody one. We all sat and drank our beer, then another and another. We were having a good time and did not notice that it was beginning to get dark. I finally said, "Wow it's getting late. I better get some wood for a fire." All the guys stood up and said, "We'll give you a hand." Then Cindy asked, "I hope you guys don't mind if we just camp here tonight." Jane replied, "No! We're all having a good time. Besides it is too dark to get back on the river tonight." Jane added, "You guys get the wood for the fire, Cindy and I will get out some of those hot dogs in the cooler. We will have an old fashioned wienie roast." With four of us gathering wood, we had a good-sized stack in no time. I started the fire as the girls got the hot dogs and buns ready. Jake, Mike and Ron quickly set up their tents before nightfall. I had a good fire going and everyone sat down again to roast some hot dogs. I'm not sure if I was just very hungry or if the hot dogs were the best, I have ever had. We continued to eat and drink more beer until everyone was full and watching the fire. Jake got up and said, "Ok, it's time we really got this party rolling. He went to the cooler and pulled out two fifths of tequila, a bag of lemons and a shaker of salt. Jane said, "Oh my gaud! Tequila makes me chase cars and bite the tires." Everyone got a laugh out of that one and Mike said, "You're safe then because there are no cars around for miles." Cindy laughed and said, "It just makes me horny as hell!" Jake looked at me and said, "That's why we bring it!" Cindy cut up some lemons and we passed the bag of lemons, tequila, and the salt around our little circle. We each took turns taking shots. Cindy yelled, "BODY SHOT!" She turned to Jake and put a lemon wedge in his mouth. She then licked his neck and sprinkled salt on the wet spot. She took a big swig of tequila, licked the salt from Jake's neck, and then took the lemon from his mouth with her mouth. She looked at Jane, "Your turn!" Jane licked my neck, sprinkled the salt, and put the lemon wedge in my mouth. She downed a shot then sucked the salt from my neck and used her tongue to take the lemon from my mouth. Jane was getting drunk as the bottle kept making the rounds. She was leaning on me now instead of just sitting next to me. I looked over at Cindy who was to my amazement rubbing her hand on Jake's crotch. You could tell he had a hard on. Mike and Ron were grinning at Jake as they took their turn on the bottle. Jake leaned back on his elbows and Cindy was blatantly now masturbating Jake through his shorts. Jane finally noticed and elbowed me. I looked at her and she slightly nodded to Jake and Cindy. The bottle came back around to Cindy who slurred, "I think I will have another body shot". She unzipped Jake's shorts and pulled his cock out for everyone to see. She bent down and licked the underside of his shaft then sprinkled salt on it. She put the lemon in his mouth. She took a gulp of tequila then went down on Jake's cock. Nearly swallowing his cock down her throat. She came up and purred, "MMMMMM" as she went to his mouth and pulled the lemon from it. She sucked the lemon then kissed him passionately. Cindy then went back to Jake's cock and sucked it into her mouth once again. She was bobbing her head up and down on his cock as he just sat back and grinned. Mike, Ron, Jane, and I simply watched like a bunch of voyeurs. Suddenly I felt Jane's hand on my cock. She was trying to rub my cock discreetly through my shorts. It was not too discreet as I saw Mike elbow Ron and nodded in our direction. I think they thought they were going to get two shows for the price of one. Jane then shocked me by reaching her hand up the leg of my shorts and putting her hand on my cock. My cock was now rock hard. The combination of the tequila and her hand on my cock with people watching and Cindy sucking Jake's cock I could not help myself. I knew this was going too far but I was so horny and drunk I was not going to stop it. My good judgment was gone. The Great Outdoors Jake took Cindy and rolled her onto her back on the blanket. He reached for her swimsuit bottoms and pulled them off her legs. She spread for him and he dove into her pussy with his mouth. Mike and Ron got up and went to the blanket. Each of them pulled off their shorts to reveal hard cocks. Each got on opposite sides of Cindy. Cindy immediately grabbed both of their cocks. She turned her head and sucked Mike into her mouth while stroking Ron's cock. Jane was now furiously stroking my cock as she watched the scene before her. She then suddenly unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. She slid in front of me and got on her knees. She sucked my cock into her mouth. I was only shortly concerned at where this was going when the tequila and the warmth of her mouth made me forget about it. I watched Cindy stroking and sucking Mike and Ron as Jake sucked and licked at her pussy. She was switching back and forth between Mike and Ron giving equal time to both. Jake then climbed up her body and slid his cock into her. Cindy said, "Yes Jake fuck me!" Jane heard this, got off her knees, and released my cock. She stood in front of me with the firelight dancing off her beautiful body and pulled her shorts off. Her slick smooth pussy was glistening with moisture. She then reached for the bottom of her tank to and pulled it over her head. Her big full breasts flopped into sight as the shirt pulled across them. She was gorgeous in the firelight naked. She turned and in reverse cowgirl reached between her legs and guided my hard cock to her pussy then sat down on me. She was watching Jake fucking Cindy as she rode me. Mike was getting his cock stroked as Cindy was now sucking Ron. Mike got up and came over to us. Jane was bouncing up and down on my cock as I watched Mike's cock bounce our direction. I knew what he had in mind but was too drunk to care. Mike stood in front of Jane and then moved closer to her. Jane to my amazement did nothing but look at his hard cock. I looked around her as I saw his cock enter her mouth. Jane had not touched it. She simply opened her mouth as in a drunken stupor and it was simply what she was supposed to do when a cock approached her mouth. Mike moved a little closer and was now rocking back and forth in her mouth. She kept bobbing up and down on my cock as she was also watching the scene with Ron, Jake, and Cindy. I heard Jake groan and looked as he pulled out of Cindy and shot his load onto her belly. Ron was rocking back and forth, as he was also ready to explode. He groaned and shot his load into Cindy's mouth. Cindy gagged slightly but looked like she swallowed the entire load. I turned back to my wife just as Mike grabbed the back of her head and was now fucking her mouth. Jane reached up to grab his cock. I am sure, so that he did not force it too far into her mouth and throat. I could hear her sucking on it now. I was ready to explode. The cum was rising from my balls and up the shaft then, "AAAAUUUUGH" I shot my load into Jane's slick tight pussy. She stopped riding me and concentrated on sucking Mike's cock. She stayed sitting on my cock as she worked him in her mouth. I glanced over to where Jake had pulled out of Cindy and Ron moved between her legs. Ron slid his cock into her and began pumping in and out of Jake's wife. Jake was now by Cindy and sucking on her nipple as he watched Ron fucking his wife. Mike pulled Jane from my lap. He turned her around and bent her over the log that we were sitting on. My alcohol-numbed mind was thinking, "He is going to fuck my wife". He positioned himself behind her and then shoved his cock into her. Jane groaned, "OOOOOHHHHHH" as he entered her. I just watched as the firelight danced off Jane's beautiful body and Mike's wet slick cock as he plunged repeatedly into the pussy that I had just shot my load into, my wife's pussy. I looked over my wife's back, saw Ron as he moaned a deep growl, and shot his load into Cindy. Jake saw me looking and motioned for me to come over. I stood up on my wobbly legs and went over. Jake said, "Your turn Paul. Cindy loves new cock." I turned to look at Jane bent over the log and Mike who had now reached around her and had his hands full of Jane's large hanging tits. I turned back to Cindy who said, "Come here big boy and fuck my wet pussy. I got down on my knees between her legs. I leaned over her and slid my cock into her. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. I heard Jane moaning as she groaned, "OH FUCK" I knew this meant she was cumming. Mike moaned and pulled his cock from her and shot his load onto her back. I continued to plunge in and out of Cindy. I noticed that Jake and Ron were now gone and Mike was at Cindy's head and had his flaccid cock hanging at her mouth. She opened and sucked him into her mouth. I glanced back over to Jane just as Jake hooked her legs over his shoulders and leaned forward. He had her bent nearly double as he slid his cock into her pussy. He had her bent so far back that her ass was off the blanket by the fire. Ron was by her head and she was stroking his cock bringing it back to life. I had to watch Jane so I pulled out of Cindy and got her on all fours so that I had a better view of her. I then plunged back into her pussy. Mike positioned himself so he was at Cindy's face. She went right back to sucking his now hard cock. Jane was moaning low guttural moans with each thrust of Jake's cock. She soon exclaimed, "OH FUCK!" and began writhing as much as she could under Jake. Jake groaned and shot his load into Jane's now soaked pussy. Jake let her back down and Ron moved to fill his spot with his once again hard cock. He slid into her. It was getting harder and harder to watch as the fire was dying down. I felt once again the cum exploding from my cock and this time it was into Cindy, Jake's wife. In the glow of the embers on the fire, I could see that Ron was thrusting deep into her pussy and I could hear the slapping of his crotch each time he made contact with her groin. Jane was groaning with each thrust and had her legs wrapped around Ron's waist pulling him into her. She was spurring him with her heels prodding him on. Cindy was through and I let my deflating cock fall from her pussy. Once it was out Cindy collapsed on the blanket face down and was out. The tequila and the sex had been all she needed for the night and passed out cold. I went back to the log I had been sitting on and watched Ron fucking my wife. He had now bent forward and was sucking one of her nipples into his mouth as he was grinding his cock into her. Jane was writhing on the blanket under him trying to get as much friction as possible. It was nearly pitch black out now so I got up and put a few more pieces of wood on the fire. The wood caught fire almost immediately and I could see Ron's cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Her nipples were shiny from Ron's saliva on them. Ron kept pounding into her as she glanced over in the newfound light and saw me watching. She motioned for me to come to her. I got on my knees next to her as she continued to thrust back into Ron's cock. My cock was hard again from watching her fucking. She reached for my cock and pulled it to her mouth. I reached for her tit and pinched the nipple between my fingers. She groaned on my cock as she swirled her tongue around it. Ron was a machine and I was beginning to think he was never going to cum. Jane was stroking and sucking on my cock as I watched Ron continue to plunge into her. Jake had gone over to Cindy and was passed out next to her. Jane pulled off my cock and moaned "OH FUCK!" which I knew meant she was going to cum again. She thrust into Ron as he threw his head back and finally shot his load into Jane. Jane furiously stroked my cock and put it back into her mouth. Ron pulled out of her and went to his back next to her. I felt my orgasm coming again. Jane did something that surprised me. She just kept sucking and I shot a small load into her mouth. I sat down on the blanket as Jane swallowed my load. I was recovering from my orgasm and noticed Ron had passed out on the blanket. Mike had passed out some time ago. I glanced back at Jane. She had also passed out and was now sound asleep. The fire was nearly gone again. I got up, picked Jane up, and carried her to our tent. I laid her down on our sleeping bag. I then got in next to her and zipped us in. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I woke to the sound of the chirping birds again. I had no idea what time it was. Jane was still asleep next to me. I slowly crawled out of the bag so I did not wake her. I stepped out the tent into the sunlight to find Cindy and Jake still naked on the blanket where they had passed out. Mike was sitting by the stream and I did not see Ron. I walked down to the stream and sat down next to Mike. He turned to me and said, "Good morning". I responded, "Good morning". Mike said, "What a night huh?" I nodded yes. He looked out at the stream and asked, "Have you and Jane ever done anything like that before?" I stared out at the stream and replied, "No, never." Mike asked, "Are you ok?" I sat there for a second then said, "Just a little numb. Not sure what to think about it." Ron was standing behind us and said, "Jake and Cindy simply think of it as just sex". I turned and looked at him and said, "That is easier said than done after you have seen your wife with another man's cock in her pussy." Jake walked up behind us. He said, "I could not help overhearing. Paul the first time is rough. Especially the next morning, believe me I know. The first time I saw Cindy fucking another man I was lost between jealousy and at the same time was extremely turned on. The next morning we talked about it and decided that we were both so turned on and so excited by the event that we had to try it again. I know Cindy loves me. The sex is simply that just sex. It has made Cindy and me much closer because of it." Cindy was now up and walked naked to the stream. She was washing the dried cum from her body. Watching her splashing the water on her slim, petite body was making my cock chub up. She walked from the water to where we were all sitting. She looked so sexy with the water dripping from her breasts. She looked at me and said, "You sir need to go into that tent and talk to your wife. I know what she is feeling. She is afraid that you no longer love her and you think of her as a slut. You do still love her don't you?" I looked at her, "Yes very much. She is my whole life." She looked me right in the eye and said, "Go tell her that". I got up and went into the tent. Jane was awake and watched me as I came in. She had a scared look on her face as I sat down next to her. She looked at me and started to cry, "I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me? I know I can't drink tequila and control myself and when Jake and Cindy started, I just got so horny. I had to have you right then. I was so horny fucking you that when one of the guys put his dick in my face I just opened my mouth." She was now sobbing, "It just got out of hand, and I could not stop". I lay down next to her and held her head in my hands then pulled her to me and kissed her. I said, "Honey it is ok. I love you and nothing will ever change that." She stopped sobbing and asked, "So you don't think I'm a slut and still want to be with me?" I kissed her again and said, "Honey now that I have had time to rethink it, I was also horny and drunk, and quiet frankly I really enjoyed myself last night". She kissed me this time. She wiped her eyes and snuggled up next to me. She could not help but notice that my cock was rock hard pressing against her. She reached for it and said, "You must have enjoyed it." She reached inside my shorts and began pulling at my cock. She rolled me onto my back, unzipped me, and pulled my cock out. She slid down and sucked it into her mouth. I laid back and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of my cock in her warm mouth. She wrapped her hand around the base of it then looked up at me and said, "I loved the taste of your cum last night. I want you to cum in my mouth again." I looked shocked I'm sure and asked, "Do you mean it?" She growled sexily and replied, "Yes I mean it. I want you in my mouth." She went back down on my cock and sucked it into her throat. I jerked as I felt my cock deeper in her mouth than ever before. She was stroking and sucking begging for me to cum in her mouth. The way she was working me over I lost the battle quickly and moaned then released a load of cum into her mouth. I watched as she swallowed it. She then rose off my cock and said, "You better get used to that because I love it". I smiled and replied, "I definitely can get more of that and not complain." She got up and headed out of the tent naked. I said, "Honey, they are still out there." She turned and said, "I think they have already seen everything anyway and I need to wash off." I followed her out of the tent. Cindy was there still naked and said smiling, "It sounds like everything with you guys is ok." I said, "Yah, everything is ok." I watched as Jane headed to the stream and walked in. She was even sexier than Cindy washing up. The water was splashing off her large chest and then dripping from her nipples. She splashed water onto her pussy and rubbed it washing off all of the dried cum from last night. The sunlight was causing her to glisten. Mike said, "Damn Paul, I don't want to cause anymore problems but your wife is just super sexy and super fuckable". I looked at Mike and replied, "I know, and, thank-you." Jane walked out of the water as all of us watched her slim, sexy body dripping with water. Jake then said, "Gang we better get on down the river and leave these two alone. We will not make it to our pick-up site by dark if we don't get going." They gathered their things and loaded the canoe. Cindy put her thong back on and her tank top. Cindy asked, "Are you guys ok?" I looked at Jane as she looked at me and I replied, "Yah, we're better than ok." Cindy hugged Jane and said, "Here is our number". Handing Jane a piece of paper. "If you guys want to get together sometime let us know. We float this river every third weekend of the month during the summer. I hope maybe we will see you again?" Jane looked at me again and replied, "I think you just might." I nodded in the affirmative to her reply. Jane smiled at me and stood next to me. I put my arm around her still naked body as they got in the canoes and shoved off the bank. We stood there and watched them float around the bend. Jane turned to me and gave me a big hug. I could feel her tits pressed against the flesh of my abdomen. I put my arms around her and held her tight little ass in my hands. She raised her face to me and we kissed passionately and deeply. Our tongues were massaging each other and my cock was hard again. Jane could feel it pressed against her stomach and moved her hand down to rub it through my shorts. She said, "Damn Baby you are a horny, naughty boy this weekend. I bet you are thinking about me sucking your cock aren't you?" I looked at her and said, "Actually no. I was thinking about fucking you right her in broad daylight." She said growling, "OOOOOHHHHHH that is what I was thinking too". She unzipped my pants, unbuttoned them, and let them fall to the ground. We were both standing there in the woods naked as she dropped down and sucked my cock into her mouth. I watched her as she stroked and sucked my cock between her lips. It felt wonderful but what I really wanted was to shove my cock into her tight little pussy. I pulled her up to me and walked her to the blanket still on the ground. I got her on all fours and slapped her ass. She turned and looked at me over her shoulder and asked, "What was that for?" I said, "You were a naughty girl last night and needed a slap on the ass". She mewed, "Do it again because I was a naughty girl." I spanked her ass again as I slid my rock hard cock into her pussy. She groaned as she felt my cock penetrate deep into her. I pulled out and plunged back in and slapped her ass again as I pressed my groin into her ass. I pulled out, watched my cock sliding out of her pussy, and then back in. It was so exciting watching my own cock wet with her juices. I then really started to pound into her. After my morning blowjob, I was ready to ride. All too soon I moaned, "Oh fuck Baby I'm cumming". She pulled off my cock and quickly spun around and sucked my cock into her mouth. She stoked it twice and I shot my load into her mouth. She again swallowed it. She lay down on the blanket and I laid next to her. She said, "I love you sweetheart!" I replied, "I love you too baby." Jane asked, "Are we going to come back next month?" I said, "I think it would be fun to try again don't you?" She looked at me and said, "Yes, but, as long as it does not cause problems between us". I said, "Agreed". I then said, "We better get packed and get out of here. We have a five mile hike back to the car." Jane got up and pulled a tight pair of shorts on and a skimpy, tight tank top. I took the tent down and got everything packed. The hike did not take too long and we got to the car just at dusk. Once in the car I kissed Jane and said, "I have been thinking about this on the hike back and I think we should not wait a month. We should call Jake and Cindy and get together before then." Jane smiled as I started the car and said, "Ok". The Great Outdoors PART I Last summer my wife, Patty, finally convinced me to try camping. I was reluctant at first but eventually warmed to the idea and, when I finally tried it for the first time, I enjoyed it immensely. Unfortunately, we were only able to get in two short weekends last year. We vowed that this year would be different, and so far it has been. We sat down one winter evening and planned out six camping weekends all within about 250 miles from home. We made our reservations ... three of our weekend trips would be with our kids, and the other three just my wife and I. Last weekend we camped ... without kids ... in a private, commercial campground that we had tried last summer. It was a beautiful place with most of the sites occupied by summer long residents in trailer homes, Class A campers and the like. There are just a handful of sites reserved for weekend tent campers like ourselves. We arrived to absolutely gorgeous weather. It had rained lightly the night before but the summer has generally been dry, and Thursday evening setting up our tent was a breeze. The tent sites at this particular campground are in a heavily-wooded and fairly secluded area. Even though we were only about 100 feet from the two sites on either side, the thick trees made it seem like we were almost completely alone. The night was beautiful and we sat by the fire until about 10:00 and crawled into our sleeping bags. Friday was our day to do pretty much nothing. We swam in the pool, went into town for some lunch and to do some shopping, and treated ourselves to steaks on the grill. We thought it might be fun, since we hardly ever do it, to have a few drinks. We got out the vodka & tonic for Patty and the Jack & Coke for me. After a couple of drinks, we were mellowing out by the fire pit and just enjoying being together. Two sites down ... just the other side of a seasonal site with a trailer that was empty for the weekend ... was a group of guys who seemed to keep getting louder and louder as the evening wore on. This particular campground has a strict rule that guests had to be quiet after 10 p.m. Patty made a couple of comments as it got to ten o'clock, then ten after, but I persuaded her to be patient. Finally, when the party hadn't quieted down by ten thirty, she shouted "quiet down over there." There was no response and, to make things worse, they didn't seem to quiet down either. She shouted again, more loudly, but there was no response. "They're making so much fucking noise they can't even hear me," she complained. About fifteen minutes later, after another couple of unsuccessful attempts at shouting, Patty announced "I'm gonna have to go over there to get them to quiet down, I guess." I thought that was a really bad idea and I told her so, but her response was to ask me sarcastically if I was "okay" with them breaking the rules and possibly keeping us awake all night. She was dead set on going to give them a piece of her mind. She warned me not to come with ... she said it might be too "confrontational" if we both went. Since she knows how to handle herself ... and is really good at reasoning with other people ... I decided, against my better judgment, to stop arguing and let her go. "Stay here and wait for me ... I'll holler if I need you." "OK," I said. However, shortly after she got up and disappeared into the darkness, I got up myself and started walking to the bathrooms, which were about a quarter mile down the main road that happened to go right past our noisy neighbors. I wanted to make sure Patty was going to be okay. I reasoned that, if I got caught, having to go to the bathroom was a plausible explanation for why I had left our campsite and why I had to walk past her. But I had no intention of being seen. By walking on the far side of the road, I kept in the shadows. Even if Patty could tell that someone was walking by, there was no way she'd recognize that it was me. As I walked past, I saw her standing by the campfire, talking to three men. They had turned down the stereo. Nothing seemed amiss. I assumed that, in her own way, Patty had talked them into having some respect for the rest of the campers. I decided it was safe to walk to the bathroom ... I actually did have to go ... and come back. Ten minutes, tops. It may have taken me a bit longer than expected. One the way back, I walked down the middle of the road. I assumed that Patty had returned to our campsite. Instead, as I approached the party site, I distinctly heard her laughing. I moved over into the darkness and peered across the road. I couldn't believe my eyes. She was sitting in a camp chair in front of the campfire and seemed to be laughing and joking with the guys. Moreover, she had a drink in her hand. I was quite surprised. I resisted the urge to approach the group and instead I returned to our campsite to have another Jack & Coke and wait for her. After sitting alone by the fire for a few minutes, my curiosity got the better of me. There was a small clearing in the woods behind our campsite and I realized that I might have a better view from there. I silently crept over. I was still about 50 yards from the group, but I could at least tell that Patty was still there and was still talking with the three men. Although much quieter than before, their stereo or boom box or whatever was still on and it was impossible to hear what they were saying. I wished I could see better ... then, I remembered that I had brought my binoculars on the trip. I quickly got them out of the tent. I threw another log on the fire before I returned to the clearing and resumed spying on my wife. Because of the flickering light of their campfire, it was hard to tell exactly what was going on, other than that Patty seemed to have moved closer to one of the guys, who seemed to have his arm draped over the back of her chair. She was turned toward him and they seemed to be in a deep conversation. It looked like she might have had her hand on his leg, but I couldn't be sure. I glanced at the two other men, who seemed to be engaged in their own conversation and oblivious to what was going on. My heart started to pound ... I wondered what was going on ... and I wondered what was going to happen next. I didn't have to wait long to find out. Within a couple of minutes, I saw her lean toward the guy and it looked like she was kissing him. The other two guys had disappeared. I looked again. They were definitely starting to make out. As they were necking, she half stood up and knelt with one knee between his legs, resting on the seat of his chair. She had her hands on his shoulders and his hands were just below her ass touching the backs of her bare legs. I watched this go on, motionless, for about ten minutes. I was shaking ... the night suddenly seemed chilly. But I had that familiar sweet-sick feeling in my stomach and my cock was twitching in my jeans. My hand started cramping from the weight of the binoculars ... I lowered and stretched my arms for just a moment, but when I lifted the binoculars to continue watching, my wife and this guy were nowhere to be seen. It was then that I heard rustling in the woods and realized that she must be walking back to our campsite. Even though I had thoroughly enjoyed the "show," I was relieved that she was returning ... watching her had made me just a little bit horny. But then I heard her giggle and heard a man's voice. It dawned on me that she was having one of the guys ... possibly the one she had been making out with ... walk her back. I envisioned an awkward moment encountering them by our campfire, which was still giving off a significant amount of light. Awkward because I didn't want Patty to know I'd been spying on her and I was afraid I couldn't act casually enough that she wouldn't suspect something. Then, it dawned on me that if the guy who was walking Patty home was, in fact, the one she had been making out with, there might be a chance I could get another show ... maybe a sexy good night kiss ... as long as I stayed out of the way. I moved back into the shadows, almost tripping over one of the guy lines to our tent. I realized that the best view of our campfire ... and maybe the best place to hide ... was inside. I moved quickly, unzipping the door before they got too close. I slipped inside the tent door and noiselessly closed the zipper most of the way. We have a two-room tent. We keep our clothes, cooler and gear in what we call the "living room," which has large screens on all three sides as well as the main entrance. The "bedroom" held our full-sized inflatable mattress, our sleeping bags and our clothes. There was a wall between the two rooms, made of the same material as the tent, with a small screen near the floor that could be opened for ventilation. I had the perfect spot. Kneeling on the floor in the complete darkness, looking out the screen window opposite the end of our bed, I was quite sure neither of them would be able to see me, but I had a clear view of the campfire. And, sure enough, within a few moments Patty and a young muscular guy ... probably in his mid- to late 20s ... with longish black hair came out of the woods and sat down on the chairs. He was wearing khaki cargo shorts and a football jersey with the number "69" on it. "How juvenile," I thought. They were giggling and laughing but quietly enough that I could only make out a few words now and then. There was a short repeat of the performance I had witnessed a few minutes earlier. Then I saw Patty sit on this guy's lap. He lit a cigarette and started smoking, then offered it to her. They passed it back and forth a couple of times. It took a minute to occur to me that they were sharing a joint. They started making out again, but this time she straddled him and his hands immediately slid up under her top and began fondling her breasts. They continued necking passionately. I could hear her moaning softly. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, they sort of half-slithered, half-tumbled out of the chair and onto the ground without interrupting their little game of tonsil-hockey. My heart was really pounding now. He ended up on top of her and she had one leg wrapped around him. I could see his hips moving. I wished I could see better ... I couldn't tell whether he was actually fucking her or just dry-humping. I got my answer a minute later when they rolled over and she got on top. His jeans seemed to still be zipped up. Actually, I was sure they were because I could clearly see my wife's hand rubbing his crotch on the outside of his shorts. I, myself, was hard as a rock. My hand slipped into my shorts. PART II Suddenly, Patty stood up. I assumed that the guy was going to get up too but he didn't. Instead, she leaned down and said something to him then began walking quickly toward our tent. I panicked. I quickly jumped into my sleeping bag and, without thinking about it, pretended to be sound asleep. I can "snore" pretty convincingly when I want to. I could tell something was up by the way she unzipped the door. Normally, even if she thought I was sleeping, she wouldn't have been all that careful about the sound of the zipper. But, it must have taken her a full minute to unzip it, and she paused every couple of seconds, so it seemed as if she was trying to make sure she wouldn't wake me. She stepped gingerly into the tent. I had an even stronger feeling that she was up to something now ... I later realized that it was because I hadn't heard her zipping the door closed behind her. I was dying to see the look on her face and her disheveled hair and clothing, so I pretended to move in my sleep so that I could face the door when she came into our bedroom. But, she never did. She was doing something in the other room. I was about to sit up and call her name but it dawned on me that I might be able to get a look at her through the screen in the dividing wall. I peered intently through the opening. Luckily, my eyes were used to the dark. She was very slowly and carefully lifting things off the pile of gear we had stashed in there. One of the things we always brought along, in case it got cold or we had to eat on the floor of the tent because it was raining out, was a large, heavy blanket from our old king-size bed. I watched as Patty grabbed it in her arms, stood up and quickly but quietly exited the tent. She didn't bother to be as quiet zipping the door behind her this time. I waited for her to take a few steps and then moved back to the window. She was walking quickly toward the campfire with the blanket in her arms. The guy was still there, waiting for her. He stood up and helped her spread the blanket on the sandy soil a few feet from the fire pit. The flames had pretty much gone out but the logs were still giving off a reddish glow, while the moon had peeked out from behind the clouds. It was bright enough for me to see her kneel down on the blanket, grab him and pull him down on top of her. She giggled. "Shhh," I heard him whisper. She responded by grabbing him and starting to kiss him passionately. After a few moments, he broke their kiss and said something. Although they were whispering, I could hear them pretty clearly. It was well after midnight by then and it had become very quiet in the campground. Even though quiet time started at ten, people were generally still returning back from where they had been for the evening until about twelve. But now, there were no car sounds on the gravel road. And, while it had been a bit breezy earlier, the wind had died down and the trees were still. He asked her if I was asleep. She told him that, as far as she knew I was but added, quite matter of factly, that he shouldn't worry if I woke up and heard them. "If he sees us, the only thing he'll probably do is start playing with his little wiener." She didn't bother to whisper, although she spoke quietly. He chuckled. They lit up another joint ... or maybe they were just finishing the one they had earlier. He was rubbing his hand on the inside of her thigh. I could hear Patty giggling, quietly, but in short order her giggles were replaced with moans. They started making out again, but this time they also started undressing each other while they were kissing. He sort of had his back to me as he pulled his briefs down. I heard Patty whisper "holy shit!" and then "hmmmmmm ... that's nice!" I assumed she had just gotten her first look at his cock. I wondered just how "nice" it was. He still had his back to me. Depending on the last flickering of the fire and the clouds intermittently shutting out the moonlight, it was sometimes too dark to make out anything but their shadows. I could see well enough to watch her slowly lower her head toward his crotch. Even if I hadn't seen her movements, I would have been able to I could tell by the way she began to moan ... as well as by the slurping sounds and his own moans of pleasure ... that she had wrapped her soft lips around his cock and was beginning one of her amazing blow jobs. He leaned back on his elbows and I saw her head slowly bobbing up and down. It was too dark to actually see his cock but I could tell that she had both hands around it and seemed to be lowering her mouth on it very carefully. He was moaning by this time. I should pause for a moment and tell you that my lovely wife has the most amazing talent for sucking cock. Her soft lips and sensuous tongue were made for it. And, I never imagined that anyone could take something so deep down their throat without gagging. But it had been a long time since I had been the recipient of this type of attention from her. It wasn't because she didn't like doing it ... she loved sucking cock. It's just that, as she explained one night, my cock ... my "little wiener," as she had just referred to it ... was so small that it wasn't much of a turn-on for her to put it in her mouth. That's exactly why it was so incredibly exciting for me to see her head bobbing up and down, and knowing her pussy was literally dripping from her excitement. He leaned back further until he was almost lying down; he was propped up on his elbows. Then she got on all fours and turned her body sort of parallel to him. I could see her face by the firelight as she bent down pushed his thighs apart. She lowered her head again and it almost disappeared between his legs ... it looked like she was licking his balls. He reached his arm out and began rubbing her between her legs. From the way she started purring, and hearing a couple of whispered comments like "that's nice" and "I like that" and "yessss," I assumed he was fingering her sweet pussy. This went on for a few minutes before she lifted her head and whispered something to him, and he responded, but I wasn't able to hear what they were saying. She pushed his hand away and climbed on top of him, straddling his thighs and grinding her pussy against him as both of her hands were busy with his cock. Because of the way he was sitting up on his elbows, I wasn't able to see it, but Patty appeared to be staring at it, almost as if she was in a trance. Within a couple of minutes she crawled on all fours and hung her naked boobs in his face. "Suck 'em ... c'mon ... yes ... that's it ... fuckin' suck 'em" she whispered loudly. Now, when Patty does this with me, I know she is really turned on and she wants me to suck on her nipples really hard ... practically biting them ... and massaging them roughly with my hands. Her friend didn't take long to figure this out ... I could hear him sucking loudly and I could hear her short gasps drawing in her breath in through clenched teeth. She was facing me and I could tell that her eyes were closed as her head swayed slightly from side to side. All the while she kept encouraging him to suck her nipples and suck them harder. Suddenly, she put both of her hands on his chest and pushed herself into an upright position. She sat on his crotch and for the first time I had a good view of his cock against the pale white skin of her stomach, sticking straight up like a rocket about to launch. She grabbed it with one hand and stroked it. It looked substantial, but it was still very difficult in the uncertain light to tell how substantial. I was about to find out. She looked up ... straight at the tent ... straight at me. I was pretty sure she couldn't actually see me but she had to know I was there and watching her. She gave a half-smile in my direction. The look on her face was sort of mischievous and teasing but defiant at the same time ... she seemed to be thinking "Just TRY and stop me now!" Not that I would have wanted to even if I could. She half stood up to sort of squat above his body and he reached for his cock, aiming it at her opening. She closed her eyes, sighed loudly, and began lowering herself slowly ... very slowly ... onto his erect pole. From the sounds she was making ... a combination of ecstasy and pain ... I figured that her earlier "holy shit!" when she first saw it was genuine. "Owwwwwww ... unnhhhhhhh ... FUCK ... ohmigodohmigodohmigod ... OH ... MY ... FUCKING GOD! ... yes ... owwwwww ... oh GOD!!!" She was breathing so hard she sounded like she was going to pass out. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh ... FUCK! ... owwwwwwwww ... yes ... ohGOD." She let out a long, low moan and it appeared she had taken the full length of his cock inside her. She held still for a few seconds, panting, then began moving in a way that made me think of a belly dancer ... or like she was slowly rotating a hula hoop. She was moving her hips and grinding herself against him, his cock buried deep in her vagina. To his credit, he had remained still and allowed her to first get used to his size and then to set her own pace. She looked so beautiful ... her hips swaying and her breasts shimmering in the moonlight. He reached up and fondled them for a moment, then let his hands trail down to her hips. The Great Outdoors She stopped moving, breathing heavily. I figured she would get worn out quickly being on top ... I was surprised she lasted as long as she had. He reached for her. "Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhh," she screamed as he grabbed her by the hips and suddenly and violently thrust up inside her. She grabbed his arms and held on for dear life as he pounded her from below. She only let this go on for about a minute before she threw herself forward, collapsing on him. "Oh my god ... oh my god" she panted "oh my GOD ... I can't take it ... I can't be on top ... oh god." PART III When her breathing slowed a bit, she lay down on top of him and began kissing him. She tried to roll him over so that he would be on top of her but, in the process, she rolled off the blanket and onto the ground and he got caught in the blanket and pulled it on top of them. She let out a yelp. "Shit ... that's cold," she cried. "Fix the blanket." She pulled the blanket off of him and started spreading it back out. I have to believe that the next thing she did she did on purpose, although she denied it later. She crawled on all fours to reach the corners of the blanket to spread it out. She was facing the corner of the blanket closest to the tent and she sort of stuck her ass up in the air. He took this opportunity ... like I said, it looked more like an invitation to me ... to take her doggy style. He grabbed her by the hips and nearly knocked her on her face pulling her toward him. He grabbed his cock and shoved it inside her, grabbed her hips and started pounding her from behind. She was on all fours and facing me and, although it was dark, I could see that the expression on her face was a mixture of agony and pleasure. She was moaning softly with each thrust, almost as if she had run out of energy to make any more sound. He slowed his pace but continued to plow into her forcefully, and she practically winced while she took his pounding. It was only a matter of a couple of minutes like this before she collapsed onto the blanket, panting. I could see his cock in the moonlight; It looked bigger than it had before. I imagined it glistening with my wife's juices. He grabbed it and looked down at her as if he was trying to decide how to enter her while she was lying on her stomach. She took this opportunity to roll over onto her back, being careful this time not to roll off the blanket. He was kneeling upright and she opened her legs wide, pointing her toes skyward. He bent forward. His powerful muscles rippled as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders then grabbed her wrists. This time, neither of them needed to grab his cock for it to find its target. He began pumping her fast and hard ... she squealed and moaned and urged him on. "C'mon ... yeah, baby ... fuck me ... fuck me hard!" And, as his pace quickened and his thrusts became even more intense, she urged him on " fuck me harder ... HARDER! ... as hard as you can! Fuck YES ... that's it ... ohmyGOD ... fuck!" He willingly obliged. Her moans were building and it sounded like she was nearing orgasm. But suddenly, unexpectedly, she cried "slow down ... slow down." He did exactly what she asked. In fact, he almost stopped moving. "Put my legs down," she whispered, still panting. He lifted her legs off of his shoulders and let them down gently. This forced him to lean forward until he was on all fours above her. "Now," she cooed, her breathing becoming less labored "now ... I want you to fuck me ... nice and slow ... nice and deep ... I wanna feel your big fat cock deep inside me." He began moving his pelvis. "Slow ... slower ... good ... slow ..." she moaned. As he slowed to a rhythm that pleased her, she said "mmmmmmmm, yes ... perfect ... that's nice." Patty let him fuck her like that for a little while, occasionally encouraging him to maintain a slow pace but to put it in as deep as he could. She started making little grunts and groans ... sometimes a whispered "ohmyGOD" ... sometimes it sounded like she was whimpering. I could tell her excitement was building. There's nothing she likes better than getting it in the "missionary" position and she was enjoying the hell out of it. She reached up and grabbed his neck, pulling him on top of her, and wrapped her legs around him at the same time. She began kissing him passionately, almost sucking on his tongue, which muffled his grunts and her moans. Her hands slid down his back to grab his ass and he began moving a bit faster, his pace obviously being dictated by Patty's hands. "Harder ... yessssss ... really hard ... owwwwwwww ... fuck me with your fat fucking cock ... I want it deep ... harder ... fuck me HARDER ... fuck me like you OWN me" she begged and pled. He willingly obliged. I never heard such sounds coming from my wife when we had sex ... I mean, she did make a lot of noise but the things she was saying to him were just incredible. Her new lover continued to bang away on her sweet pussy. I can't even begin to guess how long he pounded her before I could hear the change in her voice ... her breath was coming in short gasps now and I could tell she was nearing her orgasm. "Oh god ... oh god ... oh god ... yessssssss ... ohmyGOD ... FUCK! ... I'm cumming ... oh god I'm cummmingggggg ... yes ...yes " she shrieked and then she let out a long, high-pitched whimper that sounded like it was coming from some wild animal out in the woods. She was orgasming and, from the sound of it, it was an incredible one. And it seemed to last forever. He never stopped pumping her pussy as she came ... he brought her to orgasm with his slow and steady rhythm and the depth to which he was pressing himself inside her. As her sighs began to subside he began to grunt forcefully. "That's it, baby ... yeah ... oh YEAH" she murmured. "Give it to me ... give me your hot cum ... fill me ... give to me ... you can do it." He couldn't hold out for another second. Everything went still. Then he grunted. "Oh my god that's so nice," she exclaimed. I imagined him pumping his sperm deep inside my wife's pussy. He grunted again. She said "Oh GOD ... yeah ... I feel it ... I feel it." She sounded like she was getting excited again. He grunted again. She said "that's it ... fill me up with your seed ... ohhhhhhh ... give it to me ... yeah ... unnnnnhhhhhhhh." He grunted one final time. "I came again," she giggled. "Just a little one ... GOD, that was amazing." They lay still for a couple of minutes. Then, Patty pushed him and he sat upright. He helped her sit up, too. She was running her hands up and down his muscular chest. Abruptly, she said "okay, big boy ... I'd love to have you stick around for awhile but I need to get me some sleep." "Yeah but ..." he protested. "But nothing," she replied "now go." He stood up and pulled on his shorts. For some reason, she was pulling on her panties. He found his sandals and said "well, good night, I guess." "Good night," she replied. He started walking toward his own campsite. She picked up his t-shirt – his football jersey – and called after him "hey!" But when he turned, she quickly hid his shirt behind her back. "That was great," she called. "Fucking great!" She stood up, looked around, picked up her clothes and, still clutching his jersey, walked toward the tent. Other than her panties and her sandals, she was naked I turned on the night light on our lantern which filled the room with a soft, faint glow. Enough, I thought, to see the expression on my wife's face. I quickly jumped onto the mattress. I lay on my back with my eyes open so I could watch her come in. It seemed to take her forever ... probably because I was dying of excitement and anticipation ... it seemed like she took 20 minutes to carefully zip the tent door closed behind her. She climbed through the room divider and smiled at me. "Hi, baby," she smiled. "Hi," I whispered. She looked so incredibly sexy, her hair all messy, her makeup smeared and perspiration covering her naked breasts. "I look like a mess," she giggled. "You ARE a mess," I replied. "Oh god," she sighed. "I assume you were watching?" "Of course," I whispered. "I saw everything." She looked only slightly embarrassed, but quickly asked me if I enjoyed it. "It was the most amazing thing I've ever seen," I said. "Did you play with your little wee-wee?" she asked. I smiled. "I did but ... I didn't make myself squirt," I answered. I added "even if I had, I'm sure I would be able to again." "Well," she said seductively, "I suppose you need to then, huh?" I nodded enthusiastically. She tossed her shorts and her own t-shirt on the dirty clothes pile. She looked at his shirt in her hand, as if it was taking her some time to comprehend what it was. "Oops ... I guess I have a souvenir," she giggled. She paused. "Oh well, I guess I'll return it in the morning." By her feigned casualness, I gathered that she kept it intentionally ... not so she could return it the next morning, but to tease me. My suspicion was confirmed when she slipped it over her head, wearing it like a mini-dress. She lay down next to me. I was overwhelmed and excited ... by her smell. Sex, predominantly. The strong, sexy smell of Patty's sweet pussy, combined with the unmistakable odor of fresh semen, and a powerful smell of sweat. "So ... you liked it" she whispered. "Yup," I replied. "So did I," she giggled. "Wanna see?" She grabbed my hand and slipped it between her legs. She was still wearing her panties but they were soaked and sticky and slippery ... and the heat radiating from her pussy was unbelievable. I rubbed her lightly and the moisture just oozed from her panties. "Holy shit," I whispered. "No kidding" she responded. "I didn't know a guy could come that much." I continued rubbing her crotch, silently, savoring the moment. She must have read my mind because she took my chin in her hand and whispered "so, do you really want to do that?" I smiled. I pretended to knot know what she was asking. "Want to do what" I asked innocently. "If you're going to play games," she said sternly. I interrupted her. "No ... please don't make me LICK you!" I pretended to resist. She grabbed me by the hair and pushed my head downward and between your legs. "Eat me ... lick me clean ... NOW!" she hissed. I almost came myself when she said that. I hesitated. The closest I had ever come to licking her after she had sex with someone else was on night when her "date" emptied his condom and she spread it all over the outside of her pussy. It was pretty dried up by the time she got home but it was still the most exciting thing we had ever done. "Well," she asked "what are you waiting for." I crawled between my wife's legs. There, the combined smells were even stronger. I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste the crotch of her panties. She reached down and pushed them to one side, then she grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face into her sticky wetness. "I want you to make me cum," she said. That was all the encouragement I needed. The only thing I regretted was that there wasn't enough light for me to see his cum dripping out of her well-used pussy. But, I buried my face in her and licked and sucked for all I was worth. The mixture of their sex juices tasted wonderful. I licked and sucked every drop of his jizz out of her and then went to work on her clit. She began to whisper something but her thighs were squeezing my head so tightly and she was talking so softly that I couldn't make out what she was saying. She came within minutes. As she orgasmed, she pushed the last of his semen out of her and I eagerly licked it up. She sighed. "I am SO exhausted." She started to say something else but her voice trailed off. "Awww," I whimpered. "Honey, you can take care of yourself now ... rub your little thingie against my leg if you want." I had already started humping her thigh. "Just make sure you clean up your little worship puddle when you're done," she mumbled as she dozed off. I took my time rubbing against her ... teasing myself while reliving every second of the last couple of hours. I finally squirted, thinking about her crying "Ohgodohgodohgod" as she felt his cock enter her for the first time. As I licked my own cum from Patty's thigh, I thought about what a wonderful night this had been. Soon, I was asleep too. PART IV The next morning, after breakfast, Patty announced that she was going to return Jeff's shirt. I realized that this was the first time I'd heard his name. She was off in a flash and came hurrying back just a few minutes later, all excited. "Guess what," she exclaimed. Without giving me a chance to respond, she added "Jeff and his friends know a guy who lives up in Sister Bay and they're going to spend the day on his boat today." "And?" I asked. "And we're invited ... both of us ... to go with them." "Must be a pretty big boat," I commented. "It's something like a 50 foot yacht ... I don't know ...and, anyway, in addition to Jeff and his friends, they invited a couple of girls that their friend with the boat ... I guess his name is Chris or something ... anyway, a couple of girls he knows ... plus us. So it MUST be a pretty big boat." "Well," I hesitated. I wasn't sure I wanted to go. The night before was a mix of pleasure and fantasy and humiliation for me and I felt like I didn't want to go through the awkwardness of spending the day with a bunch of party people, three of whom, I suspected, knew that Jeff had fucked my wife the night before. Patty didn't press me too hard. In fact, the next words out of her mouth were "Do you mind if I go?" "Well," I hesitated again. "I guess not ..." "You could take that drive up the coast and do some photography," she added quickly. I didn't answer. "Good, then, it's okay?" she asked. "Yeah ... it's okay ... but ..." I wasn't sure I wanted to finish my sentence. "Look," she added cheerfully, as if trying to reassure me, "There's gonna be what ... six or seven other people besides me. If you think I'm gonna fool around with Jeff on the boat ... I mean, last night was different because we were by ourselves ... I don't even know that we could do anything even if we wanted to." I felt better. It wasn't that I would have been upset if she did something with him ... I would love it ... but, if she did, I wanted to be there to share it with her. "Okay," I sighed. "That's a good idea ... I mean, I haven't really had the chance to be by myself doing nothing but taking pictures ... maybe I'll even get better at using all the features on my new camera." "Don't forget to get plenty of hot girls in your shots." "Oh, I won't," I smiled. Patty walked down to take a shower. She must have spent an hour there. When she came back, she was wearing a pair of cutoffs over her bathing suit bottoms and a bikini top that showed off her ample cleavage. "How do I look?" she asked. "Fabulous," I said. "Well, I hope so ... I guess I have a couple of twenty-something girls to compete with." A few minutes passed and we heard their car horn honk. I watched as she practically ran to their campsite, climbed into their open jeep and took off. I hadn't thought about it until I saw the jeep disappear down the road. Maybe I would have a little different itinerary. I knew that Sister Bay had a large marina and I was pretty sure I'd be able to figure out where Patty was, since a 50-foot yacht had to be one of the larger boats. So, I gave them a half-hour head start and then jumped into the car. As I took the 45-minute drive, I wondered what the hell I was doing. Something was making me go out of my way to spy on my wife. I didn't feel guilty about that, or upset. I was excited. I didn't know what I would see, but I was expecting it to be good. I made it to the marina with perfect timing. The group was just getting onto the boat. I could clearly recognize Patty's swimsuit even though I was a hundred or so yards away. Time to get out the telephoto lens. When I lifted the camera to my eye, I found I had the perfect vantage point. I snapped away as I watched her climb on the boat. There were the four, Patty and three other women. Even from that distance, I could tell that all three of them were hotties. I snapped pictures like crazy, even as they shoved off and continued shooting until the boat disappeared out of sight around the point at the end of the bay. Well, after that I pretty much did what I had planned on doing. I drove up and down the coast, made frequent stops wherever and as often as I wanted, got some great nature photos and other shots. After stopping for a late lunch at one of the best burger joints I had ever been at, I arrived back at our campsite about 2:00. I decided to take a nap. I awakened to the sound of my cell phone ringing. It was Patty. "What time is it," I asked groggily. "About six," she answered, then continued. "Honey, do you think you can come and pick me up?" I was still half-asleep. "I suppose ... why ... are you okay?" "Yeah, it's just that everyone else ... they're going to get some dinner and hang out here and I want to be with you." "Okay, give me a few minutes to wake up and I'll ...". But before I could finish my sentence, Patty said "gotta go" and hung up. I tried to call her back but she didn't answer. It took me about an hour to get my bearings and drive up to Sister Bay. She called as I was about ten minutes away and told me she would meet me outside the restaurant at the marina. When I pulled up, she got in the car and immediately began telling me all about her day. She described the boat in some detail ... told me where they went ... told me everyone's names ... Chris owned the boat, Jeff and his friends, Mark and Jason, and the girls' names – Kristin, Peggy and Deanna. She obviously had a great time. After we rode in silence for a few minutes, I asked her if anything else happened. She giggled. "Do you mean did I fool around with Jeff?" she asked. I nodded. She smiled "Of course not!" By her tone, I could tell there was something else to tell. "But?" I prompted. "Well," she giggled. "During the entire boat ride, Chris ... the owner of the boat ... he was really cute ... was hitting on me. It felt kind of good because the other girls were pretty hot themselves ... and, a lot younger than me." She paused to gauge my reaction. "So," she continued "when everyone else ... that is, everyone but Chris and me ... headed for the bar, I decided to hang back and call you to come and pick me up." "And?" I prodded her. "And ... this is so terrible" she giggled "while I was talking to you, Chris came up behind me and started kissing the back of my neck. Couldn't you tell that I wanted to get off the phone right away?" She didn't wait for me to respond before she went on. "Well ... one thing led to another and pretty soon we were in the cabin ... below deck ... and tearing off each others' clothes." I thought I was going to be sick, but at the same time I found her story ... her excitement ... and the image of her and this Chris guy ... incredibly arousing. I waited a full minute then I asked. "Was it good?" She thought for a moment. "Better than most ... but nowhere near as good as Jeff was last night ... not even close." "Holy shit!" I exclaimed under my breath. "I'm sorry to say this, but Jeff was the best fuck I've ever had." PART V We were sitting by the campfire about midnight when the three guys pulled up in their Jeep. "Hey," one of them called out, "you guys wanna come party with us?" I really didn't want to and I shook my head no but Patty immediately said "yes" and then clarified that we were both invited. "We'll be over in a bit," she called. The Great Outdoors I had mixed feelings about "partying" with those guys, especially because one of them had fucked my wife's brains out the night before and, I assumed, the other two knew about it. Oh, and they just might also know that their friend got to have sex with my wife just a few hours after they first met. It was a bit humiliating and I wasn't sure I wanted three young guys silently – or maybe openly – laughing at me. I was also not sure what would be the most likely to bring about a repeat of the previous evening, or something like it, a thought I found very intriguing. If I stayed back, I would be doing it only in the hope that Patty would return to our campsite with Jeff, or one of the other two, and I would get another "show." On the other hand, maybe if I went I could encourage something to happen. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head that made me make up my mind that I would go. But I didn't let on. I wanted to gauge how much Patty wanted to go and whether it would make any difference if I didn't. Patty was all excited. She went into the tent and put on some makeup and lipstick and changed into a low-cut pink t-shirt and a denim skirt and a pair of pink flip-flops. I remained sitting in the chair by the fire, wondering if I could pull off the little plan I was busily concocting in my mind. She came up to me. "Are you coming?" she asked. I didn't answer. She walked up to me and took my chin in her hand. "Listen," she said softly, "I don't WANT to go without you," she said, "but ...". I shrugged my shoulders, feigning reluctance. "Okay, I guess I'll go." "That's better," she exclaimed and kissed me on the cheek. "Let's go. We walked over together. When we got there, Patty introduced me to Jason, Mark and, of course, Jeff. I knew that Jeff was the one who Patty fucked outside our tent the night before but I wouldn't have been surprised if it was any of the three guys – they were all very good looking and had nice bodies. Jason was bit on the short side, deeply tanned and wearing a shell necklace. His sun-washed messy hair made me think of a "surfer dude." Mark, whose head was shaved, was taller and the most buff of the three. He also seemed to be the oldest of the three ... maybe in his mid 30s. Mark offered me a beer and we sat and drank and talked for awhile. If nothing else had happened that night, I might remember what we talked about. But I don't. What I do remember is that Patty was being very flirty, mostly with Mark. At one point, when he walked past Patty to get a beer, she reached over and gave him a slap on the ass. A few minutes later, Patty got up to get herself another drink and Mark playfully returned the favor. At one point, Patty announced that she had to go to the bathroom and asked for a volunteer to walk her there and back. I kept silent ... I wanted to see what was going to happen. Jeff said "I'll walk you ... I gotta go, too. No sense going in the woods." "Okay," Patty beamed. "Be right back." I figured I had at least ten minutes while Patty and Jeff walked to the bathroom and back. I waited until they were out of earshot then I commented to the other two ... as casually as I could ... "my wife's quite a little cock tease, isn't she?" "No shit," Jason replied. "No shit," echoed Mark. "You should have seen her last night," he added. I would love to have heard more details about how she had acted the night before, but I had to hurry the conversation along or I risked not being able to put my plan into action. A long moment passed. I was trying to think of something to say when Jason asked "Does it piss you off?" I thought for a moment. If they only knew. "No," I replied. "I actually kind of enjoy it ..." I paused. "I mean, I really do enjoy it." "That's fucked up," Jason mused. "No," I interjected. "Think about it ... my wife has her needs met without having to go behind my back ... it spices up our sex life ... and I get an ego boost knowing what a little hottie I married. Believe me, everyone should be jealous of ME." "But ... what about last night?" Mark asked. "Jeff told us he fucked YOUR wife at YOUR campsite while you were watching and not doing anything about it." "Well," I laughed "I was mostly listening ... it was too dark to see very much." "But that didn't piss you off?" Mark asked. "No, I loved it," I replied. "No shit," Jason said. "No shit," echoed Mark. I checked my watch. Five minutes. This somewhat stilted conversation had taken up at least half of the time we had before Patty and Jeff returned ... I figured they were probably on their way back already. "So," I said. "What about you guys? I mean, does it bother you that Jeff got something last night and neither of you did?" "I don't know ... I guess not ... I mean, she is married and everything so I figured ... you know ... a one night stand." "Yeah but wait," Jason said. "So if it was a one-night stand then why did she act so jealous on the boat today when Jeff was paying attention to Deanna?" That's the first I'd heard on that particular subject, I mused. "And," he continued, "if she's a tease then what about Chris? You know she fucked him when we went in the bar. I mean ... she's not just a cock-tease ... she's ... I don't wanna say it but ... but ..." "She's a slut," I finished his thought. "Yeah ... I guess." "No kidding," said Mark "So, can you guys help me out?" The two young men were immediately all ears. "Here's my plan," I whispered. PART VI Patty and Jeff showed up a minute or two later. I eyed them up carefully to see if I could tell whether they had been up to something ... like a quickie behind the bathroom building or something ... but it didn't seem like it. Per our plan, Jason took Jeff over to the Jeep on the pretext of showing him something, but really to fill him in on what was about to happen. Patty hardly noticed that they had walked away. She poured herself another drink, handed it to me and asked me to hold it, and grabbed a chair and put it right between Mark's and mine. She sat down sideways and leaned her head against my shoulder. Then, she stretched her bare legs out toward the fire for a moment, then swung her body and put her feet on the arm of Mark's chair. I winked at him ... she was going to make this easy for us. "You don't mind, Mark honey, do you?" she said teasingly, wiggling her painted toes. "My feet are sore." Mark started rubbing her feet and she sighed and closed her eyes. I gave him the signal and suddenly he grabbed her ankles firmly. "Oww," she protested. "Let go." She tried to kick her feet loose but Mark was pretty strong. I had to slow things down to give Jason and Jeff time to come back. I leaned over and whispered in Patty's ear "that's what you get for teasing him." Just then, Jason and Jeff came around the corner. I grabbed Patty by the shoulders while Mark continued to hold her ankles tightly. "Okay, guys," I said "the little slut is all yours." "What!?" Patty shouted as Jason and Jeff grabbed her by the arms. She looked at me for some sort of explanation but I forced myself to remain expressionless. She started kicking and struggling but the three strong men had her firmly in hand. They waited for her to settle down. Then Mark said "we can't do this here." "Do what?" Patty demanded. They ignored her. She turned toward me "What's going on?" she cried. I smiled and she gave me a look like she was about to kill me. "Where ... the tent?" Jason asked. "No, fuckhead ... c'mon ... in the woods. c'mon." Patty started to protest but Jeff put his hand over her mouth. It was the one thing she hated and I was afraid I was going to have to intervene, but, surprisingly, she quieted down. The three men dragged my wife, still kicking and struggling, to a little grassy clearing about 100 yards or so into the woods. The moon had risen and it was beginning to filter through the foliage. It took all three of them to restrain her. I followed along. She turned and looked at me several times. I tried to judge the look in her eyes. If I had thought she was really terrified, I suppose I would have had to do something to reassure her ... give her a wink or tell her what was going on. What I saw in her eyes, though, was a mixture of excitement and defiance. A little fear, maybe, but I thought she would be okay with it if she stopped and thought about it ... and realized that I had literally handed her over to them and did nothing to protest when they imprisoned her. When we reached the clearing, Jason and Jeff had Patty by the arms. She tried kicking them a couple of times, but a firm twist of her arm reminded her that she was no match for even one of them, let alone all three. She was out of breath. Jason and Jeff were on either side of her, holding her by the arms. Mark stood in front of her. "So," he said with a nasty sneer. "What have we got here?" She sneered back, a defiant look on her face. "Your husband agrees that you are a little cock tease." Patty didn't say anything. She just gave me another one of those looks. "In fact ..." he laughed. "In fact, HE said you were a little SLUT!" "Fuck him," Patty snarled. "No, no, not him," Mark laughed. "No, little cock-tease slut bitch ... we're gonna fuck YOU!" Patty's eyes grew wide. She looked a little more frightened than she had moments before. "No ... please" she whimpered. I forced a laugh and the three guys chimed in. She flashed me a look half of fright and half of anger. She regained her defiant tone. "Let me the fuck GO!" she demanded. "Sure ... we'll let you go ... but how about just a little peek at them tits of yours." "Fuck you!" Patty snarled. Mark responded by grabbing the front of her low-cut t-shirt and, with one motion, ripping it off her body. "Asshole," Patty hissed as her naked breasts were exposed to the night air, her nipples hardening almost before our eyes. Mark grabbed her left nipple and held it between his fingers. "Nice," he commented. "Real nice." He had hold of both nipples now and was rubbing them between his fingers. Patty was beginning to breathe heavily. "Hey Jeff," Mark said "you didn't tell us how fine these tits were ... did you suck on these babies last night?" "Mmmm hmmmm," Jeff mumbled. His hand was riding up the back of my wife's thigh. "Well, then I'm gonna have to try some of that," Jason laughed as he leaned his head forward and took one of my wife's nipples in his mouth. She gasped ... it seemed more like a gasp of pleasure than of shock. She struggled to get away but the two guys were holding her tightly. Jason stood up. "What else you got for me, honey?" he asked. "Nothing for you, fucking pig!" Patty hissed. "Guys, take care of those titties for me, huh?" Jeff and Mark continued their grip on Patty's arms, but each used a free hand to begin groping her boobs. I couldn't tell what her reaction to this was, but in an instant, Jason had his hand between her legs and forced a finger up inside her. She cried out. "Get your hand the FUCK out of there you fucking asshole!" she cried. "Oh, no ..." Jason said in a low, calm voice. "You don't want me to get out of there, now do you?" "FUCK yes I DO!" was her reply. "Fuck no you don't," Jason whispered. "You're as wet ... ho-ly fuck are you wet!" Patty changed her tone. "Please, take your hand away" she whimpered. Jeff didn't respond. Instead, he started fucking her with his finger. With his free hand, he undid the belt and closure on her denim skirt and let it fall to the ground. At first she stood motionless, a defiant look on her face. But then she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan. I could tell that what he was doing was getting to her. He continued this for a few minutes while Jeff and Mark continued rubbing her nipples. Then, as suddenly as he started, he stopped and withdrew his hand. He looked at the wetness on his fingers and wiped them across her face. She spit at him. For a second I thought he was going to get pissed off but he maintained his cool. "On her knees," he barked at the other two guys. Despite her struggles, Jeff and Jason quickly forced her to kneel down in front of Mark. He slowly unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the ground. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock, fully erect, popped out and stuck straight up, inches from Patty's face. "I'm NOT gonna put that thing in my mouth" she hissed. "No fucking way!" Mark smiled. "Oh you're not?" At that moment, I was expecting him to reach out and roughly grab her by the hair and force his cock down her throat. She looked like she was expecting that, too. Instead, he backed up a bit and simply said "okay, if you don't want to." She looked at him incredulously, not believing that it was going to be that simple. It wasn't. "No, I don't even want you to suck my cock," Mark sneered. Jeff told me what a hot little pussy you have ... and now I'm gonna find out for myself." He slowly lay down on the ground on his back. His cock, which was not particularly large from what I could tell in the moonlight, nevertheless cast a long, curved shadow. Jeff and Jason shoved my wife toward Mark and, before she realized what was happening, they had forced her legs apart and made her straddle him. Mark grabbed his cock in one hand and pointed it toward her dripping snatch. He tried with his other hand to force her down on it but she struggled and he lost his grip. Jeff and Jason responded by grabbing her shoulders and arms, lifting her slightly and practically dropping onto his cock. "Owwwwww ... god damn it!" she cried. "Oww! Fuck!" She tensed up. Mark remained motionless for about a half minute while she allowed her legs to collapse and his meat to slowly enter completely. She sighed then, with a lustful look in her eye, she whispered. "OK, pig ... you wanna fuck me? Then FUCK me." Mark grabbed her and began to buck his hips and force his cock inside her. He had his hands around her waist and was lifting her up and down. But, after a few thrusts, Patty took over, her big beautiful boobs bouncing up and down as she repeatedly lifted her pelvis high in the air and plunged down on Mark's erect cock. Jeff knelt next to her and they started kissing passionately. She was grasping at his crotch. His right hand was on her ass and I could tell that he was massaging her back entrance, something that usually drives her wild. I was so intent on watching Patty, Mark and Jeff that I had not noticed that Jason moved behind her and had dropped his pants. Like, Mark, Jason's cock was above average but not huge by any means. Unlike Mark's, though, Jason's cock was fairly straight. Jeff noticed Jason and moved his hand away from Patty's ass. Jason grabbed her by the hips, his cock poised inches from her entrance. He grabbed her hips. Her eyes opened wide. "Yo ... gimme some lube here." With Jeff's help, Mark lifted Patty off of him and Jason quickly slammed his cock inside her sopping pussy. For a moment, she stopped struggling. I think she thought that Jason was simply going to fuck her from behind. But he only thrust into her about five or six times. Then he pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices, and began to press against her back door. "Noooooo," she shrieked. "Don't you DARE!!!" Jason just laughed as he began to apply pressure. She made the most unearthly sound ... one I had never heard her make before ... as his mushroom head slipped inside her tight rear opening. He held still. Incredibly, after a few seconds, she began moving her hips slowly, impaling herself on his cock. "Put it back in," Patty hissed at Mark, who was only too happy to oblige. As he plunged his cock back into her pussy, she made that sound again. By this time, Jeff was standing up and just watching. The trio ... my beautiful wife in the middle, Mark on his back with his cock buried deep in her pussy and Jason mounting her ass from behind ... began moving in a rhythm dictated by Patty. The guys seemed to enjoy the pace, which was building slowly. She was panting loudly and the sweat was glistening on her body. She kept increasing the speed and urgency with which she was thrusting against the two cocks impaling her and panting and grunting more loudly with each gyration. As they reached a fever pitch, Patty cried out "You ... unhhhh ... you fuckers ... ohmyGOD ... take me ... oooohhhhhhh ... fuck me ... like an animal ... aahhhh ... I want your cocks ... owwwwww ... fill my pussy ... fuck my slutty ass with your big dirty cocks ... ooohhhhhhh ... Jeff ... Jeff ... unnhhhhhh ... Jeff." Jeff had moved over so that he was standing in front of my wife's face. Somehow, she leaned forward and began biting and mouthing his cock through his jeans like a starving animal. He knelt down and started to unbuckle his belt. "Yes ... yes ... c'mon ... PLEASE?!" she whimpered. He pulled his jeans and his briefs down to his knees. His cock looked different than it did the night before and I could immediately see why Patty had told me that it was the best cock she'd ever had. It was perfect in every way. Maybe about 7 inches long ... with a very distinct head ... slightly curved upward ... and thick. Incredibly thick. And his balls hung down nicely. Patty looked at Jeff. "Fuck my face," she cried. Jeff had to grab the sides of her head. There was no way she was going to be able to hold herself up by her arms. She opened wide and he roughly shoved his massive tool into her mouth. It was so thick she could only take about half of it. But that seemed to be enough for Jeff as he began thrusting his hard penis in and out of Patty's open mouth. By this time, Mark and Jason had taken over and were alternating plunging their cocks into my wife's pussy and ass. Even though her mouth was full of Jeff's cock, she was moaning and grunting loudly and, by the sound of it, building to an orgasm. She let Jeff's cock slip out of her mouth. I could tell she was close to cumming. "Ohhhh ... ohmyGOD ... harder ... yessss ... fuck ... fuck me ... come inside me ... fucking pigs ... don't pull out ... gimme your sperm ... don't pull out ... please" she begged. Patty and I often have a difficult time coming at the same time. It's not as easy as it seems it should be. But, to the best of my ability to determine, I would say that Mark started shooting off into my wife's pussy, which put her over the edge, which caused her muscles to contract, which Jason felt, and which caused him to lose his load into her asshole. All I know is that I never heard or imagined such grunting, groaning, whimpering and moaning as the three of them made as they had what seemed to be a two-minute mutual orgasm. When they finally quieted down, all you could hear was their panting. Patty immediately reached for Jeff's cock and began to suck it again. She was jerking it with both hands and I could tell she wanted her mouth filled with his cum as quickly as possible. Jason had pulled out of her ass and after a few seconds she climbed off of Mark. She sat back on her heels and proceeded to yank on Jeff's cock, trying to jerk him into her mouth like she couldn't wait for him to shoot his load. Neither could he, apparently. And, he surprised her with it. One second she was sucking on the head and the next she was gagging on the first of several voluminous sperm shots that ended up down her throat, on her lips and on her face. She let Jeff's cock go. All was silent for a moment ... the only sound was their heavy breathing. She looked at me and reached her hand out to me. At first I thought she wanted me to help her up but she pulled me down close to her. She leaned against me and looked up at me. Her mouth was still full ... I wasn't sure if she intended to kiss me but instead, while looking me in the eye, she opened her mouth and let Jeff's cum ... what seemed like a quart of Jeff's cum ... dribble down her chin and onto her breasts. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her sticky boobs and had me help her massage it into her skin. Then she grabbed my hand and moved it between her legs. The Great Outdoors This story is a submission for the "Summer Lovin Story Contest" so if you like it, please vote. It's a mostly true story about 3 couples who share more than friendship on a summer river rafting trip. The young women progress through flirting, exhibition, touching, teasing and eventually much more. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoyed participating in it. * The three 30-something couples got an early start Saturday morning and were packing their raft with gear beside the cool river water's edge by 11:30. All were excited for the 3-day float and time away from the impressionable eyes and ears of their young children. Their days would be spent partying on or along the river with quieter nights camping along its banks. Brian and Becky had made parts of this river trip in the past and planned most of their trip convincing two other couples: Justin and Jenna as well as Nick and Natalie to join the adventure. They launched into the cool, clear water amongst a smear of colored tubes manned by other young adults on one last summer escape. Their larger raft provided extra room and gear storage, but it moved at about ½ the speed of the smaller tubes and was more difficult to maneuver. Everyone shared the general idea of heavy drinking and cool water play. With temperatures already in the 90s, there was a lot of getting in and out of the raft to cool down. Deeper waters provided a challenge for the women who could not get back into the raft without assistance. Nick made it a point to be the first into the raft, anxious to help pull the girls in. The job provided him an excellent view of the girls' cleavage and bikini covered breasts. Throughout the day, Nick perfected his technique and used the side of the raft to peel the bikinis down exposing large parts of the gals tits and nipples as he slowly pulled each girl into the raft. Since he pulled them in by their hands, he was rewarded with an unobstructed view of the exposed breasts and over time managed to work in some "incidental" groping. The girls protested at first, but as increasing amounts of alcohol was consumed, it became less of an issue and was quickly accepted as just payment for his assistance. By mid afternoon, most everyone was feeling a pretty good buzz and spent more time in the water than on their floats. There were several places where groups had pulled off onto a sandy beach or sandbar for swimming, sunbathing and other party activities. Much to the appreciation of the 3 guys, the college aged girls seemed to have fewer inhibitions than their wives and were flashing them as they floated by. A steady supply of alcohol and prodding from the guys for Jenna, Becky and Natalie to join the exhibition finally paid off when Jenna flashed her goodies to a group of college guys swimming along the shore. It was only for a moment, but her bravery was rewarded with hoots, hollers and high fives from the young studs. That flash, and more drinking, broke the barrier and soon all three women were flashing guys in and along the river. None of the husbands ever got a clear full frontal view of their friends wives' tits, but they did get several side shots. The women were a stunning and complementary contrast to each other. The guys who saw the triple set of flashing boobs were in for quite the treat. Becky was an extremely petite exotic beauty with dark skin and long black hair. She had small but perky breasts tipped with dark nipples and small, dark areolas. Her nipples were almost always hard and could often be seen straining against the fabric of her blouse, even when she wore a padded bra. Jenna too was small, with sharp tan lines and shoulder length hair, bleached blond by the summer sun. She boasted the largest boobs -- too much for the b-cup she usually wore. Her nipples were more pink than brown, ringed by large silver dollar sized areolas. Natalie was the tallest of the three, almost a full head taller than Jenna and Becky. She was a natural red-head and it showed in her firey personality. She had an athletic build and sported a bobbed hairstyle. Her boobs were just smaller than Jenna's, tipped with small pink areolas barely bigger than her nipples, contrasting nicely against her creamy pale skin. With each passing hour, the exposure of flesh lingered longer and one triple flash from the women inspired a group of college guys to dive into the river and chase after the raft. This attention provided enough positive reinforcement that the 3 girls shed their tops completely and bounced their boobs, further encouraging their swimming suitors. When the young guys reached the raft they were rewarded with a few handfuls of boobs and one was able to briefly engulf one of Jenna's nipples into his mouth before the girls pushed them away and waved goodbye. Jenna hadn't expected the oral attention, but it had immediately sent sparks of excitement between her legs. Becky and Natalie too were excited by younger men so engrossed with their bodies. Becky's husband Brian was the only one who noticed Jenna's nipple disappear into a strange guys mouth, not only because of his vantage point, but also because he hadn't taken his eyes off her bountiful tits. He'd often fantasized about her and wished it had been his mouth wrapped around her nipple. Slowly each girl turned back toward the center of their raft, topless. Becky and Natalie used their hands to cover their exposed breasts, but Jenna was past the point of modesty and the attention she garnered excited her. Becky and Natalie envied the attention Jenna was getting from their husbands and soon followed suit, baring their breasts for appreciation. After a few minutes, Becky noticed the excitement growing in the trunks of the guys and suggested they cool off in the river while the girls get some sun on their bared busts. Reluctantly, the husbands peeled into the river while the girls lay on the floor of the raft soaking in the sun. From the water, the guys lost the view of their wives, but the flesh show continued by other floaters and girls near the shore. A few times, young men perched in trees or on cliffs along the river gave their vocal appreciation for the wives sunning topless in bottom of the raft. There was one last beach before the take out point for most of the day tubers and, after the girls replaced their tops, the group decided to pull in and join the party. The beach was at the junction of a small warm water creek that fed into the cooler river water and hosted a plethora of sporting and drinking games. As expected, the girls received a disproportional amount of attention from the younger college guys. Natalie and Becky approached a game of sand volleyball being played by some college guys and asked to join in. The guys responded that tops aren't allowed, and after a short devious glance, both girls shed their bikinis tops to cheering, each taking one side of the net. Early in the games, many guys brushed up against the bared breasts and as the play went on, their touches became much more deliberate. Nearby, Jenna's cleavage was a favorite prop for drinking games. Jenna lost track of the number of guys who drank from her cleavage, but she was aware that several times her nipple had been "grazed" by a strange and adventurous tongue. The beach began to thin out as day tubers launched to finish their trip. The group considered setting camp here, but decided they wanted a more private setting so they can catch up on sleep and launched into the river. Once they passed the public take out site, it was quiet and shadows were getting longer plunging more of the river into shade than sun. An hour or so before sundown they found a large beach and decided to set camp. Each of the guys started setting up their tent independently. Since all were hoping for action from their wives the tents had plenty of space between them. Brian was the first to finish and headed into the nearby brush to start collecting wood for a fire. He was following a sandy trail that weaved around short shrubby bushes and after one sharp bend happened across Jenna. She was stark naked, hanging her bikini in a small tree, facing away from him. Instinctively he ducked into the bushes out of sight and watched her. Jenna had heard Brian coming and caught a glimpse of him through the brush. She was surprised when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw him jump into the bushes. The thought of being watched and teasing her friend's husband turned her on. She turned slowly in his direction and reached down into her beach bag, but rather than slip into her sun dress she pulled out a bottle of moisturizer. She rubbed down her bronzed body and fading tan lines, starting with her arms, legs and stomach before slowly running her hands across her breasts. Her nipples hardened immediately beneath her touch and Jenna spent a lot of time massaging her tingling tits. When she closed her eyes her mind was flooded with memories of the day's flirtations, the guy who had engulfed her nipple and those whose tongues had also found their way beneath her bikini top. Now she was being watched, lusted after by a friend. Brian could barely believe his eyes. His friends' wife was not 15 yards away caressing her breasts, eyes closed, seemingly deep in some erotic thought. Brian's own hand was inside his trunks, rubbing his throbbing cock. He watched in amazement as one of Jenna's hands was sliding down her stomach toward her hairless pussy which, at this close distance, he could see glistened with excitement in the waning sunlight. Just as one of her fingers was disappearing inside her wetness, he heard Natalie behind him call his name. Not wanting to be caught peeping, Brian started back toward her voice, shocked at how close she had been. He was sure she knew he had been spying on Jenna. Natalie playfully questioned Brian as to what he was doing. He responded "getting wood." A smile crept across Natalie's face. Reaching between his legs, she grabbed the hardened pole so obviously straining in his shorts, and replied "that's obvious." After a quick squeeze she continued on down the trail toward Jenna, leaving him hard with no relief. When Brian returned to the beach other guys had already started a camp fire. The day had started early and by the time the group finished supper, it was dark. Around the fire they recalled the erotic events of the day, further contributing to the already thick sexual tension. In the shadows of the firelight, Brian had managed to slip his finger into his wife's wet and wanting pussy unnoticed. Slowly he worked it in and out of her. When she couldn't take anymore she announced it had been a long day and she was headed for bed. Brian followed closely behind. The soft erotic whimpers from the tent carried to the fire. Jenna craved the same release she could hear Becky enjoying. Without saying a word, she stood and walked toward her tent, Justin 2 steps behind. When they reached the tent Justin turned back to the fire and saw Natalie's stark naked body and watched as her head disappeared in Nick's lap. Natalie loved to suck cock, and she was good at it. Before Justin and Jenna had even reached their tent she had freed Nick's cock and undressed by the light of the fire. Slowly she inhaled Nick's cock, sliding ever further down its shaft. Her warm mouth slid up and down, tongue swirling the head with each stroke. Every so often she would swallow its entirety, no easy task, even for her accomplished mouth. Nick watched his wife devour his cock and exploded into her listening to the muffled moans of the other two women who were graciously visiting his fantasies. The sun rose early, and the heat forced the campers out of their tents. Becky was the first to emerge and quietly went to wake Jenna for some company. Slowly she unzipped Jenna's tent and peering inside she saw Justin, asleep, laying on his back, nude sporting a bad case of morning wood. She stared at his swollen member for a few moments before realizing Jenna was watching her. Jenna saw excitement in Becky's eyes and liked it. When Jenna climbed out of her tent, Natalie was outside too and the 3 girls headed through the brush to bathe in the river. They were quite the sight each wearing a worn t-shirt not long enough to cover the panties that, along with the bottom of their asses, peeked out from beneath it with each step. The river was quiet and the women stripped and waded into the cool waters to wash away the night's activities. Even before they reached the river's edge they had started comparing sexual stories from the night before. Becky shared with Natalie that she had gotten a good look at Justin's hardened cock and went on to describe it in great detail. In response, Natalie shared that she had caught Brian spying on Jenna. Collectively they recognized that the flirting and nudity had aroused not only their husbands, but they too had been turned on by the sexual attention they received from guys who were not their spouse. It was Natalie who proposed a plan for them to spend the day largely ignoring their own spouse while flirting and teasing each other's husbands. Although they never talked about where teasing ended and unacceptable began, they all knew there were boundaries.... somewhere. Deep in conversation sharing ideas on how to tease the guys, the girls almost didn't notice the raft of college guys coming around the bend. At first, the women modestly lowered themselves into the water, but when they saw that the river's current would keep them at a safe distance they decided to start the day's teasing and stood to wash each other's bodies. The water line danced around the opening to their pussies and Becky and Natalie started to soap down Jenna's large breasts, lifting them and then letting their weight slowly slide them out of their hands. Jenna repaid each of them with the same tender washing she was receiving. The washing continued even after the lustful stares of the guys had been carried around another turn in the river, the women lost in the erotic moment. Jenna had often fantasized about other women, but none of the girls had ever been with another woman. Jenna was overwhelmed by how erotic it was -- her good friends gently washing her breasts, lightly pinching her excited nipples while she did the same to them. It was so different being touched so tenderly and without the pressure to move on to other things. She was surprised when Becky leaned in to kiss her and stiffened at it, but soon relaxed and found herself kissing back. Like the washing the kiss was tender and, accompanied by the light pinching on her nipples, she felt an ache between her legs. Uncontrolled an excited moan escaped her lips. Natalie joined in the kissing and the three were locked in an erotic entanglement. Soapy breasts rubbed against each other and hands moved gently over their bodies. Jenna didn't know who was touching her and didn't care. Finally, the moment simply and quietly passed. Surprisingly, there was no awkward silence, just a treasured experience between close friends. All three girls had forgotten the swimwear they were going to wear during the day so threw on their t-shirts and headed back to camp. Justin was the first to notice them, coming up the beach, giggling, gently touching each other's arms. He thought they looked closer somehow, confident and like they shared an inside joke. He was pondering that as they approached, wearing only t-shirts, which barely covered their nether regions, now wet and clinging to their bodies. As they came closer he could make out their nipples, only barely obscured by a wet thin material, noticeably hardened and could see the dark, thin, auburn line of Becky's landing strip. His attentive stare was rewarded when Natalie stepped over some driftwood and he caught a glimpse of her exposed her pussy. When they arrived at the campsite, Jenna asked about the tents and swimwear, learning the gear had been stowed and their bikinis were hanging in a nearby tree. At the response, Jenna shrugged her shoulders, pulled off her wet shirt, threw it at Justin, turned and walked toward the tree. To the shock and pleasure of the guys, Becky and Natalie did the same and they were treated to a great show as their naked women walked away. After a hearty brunch, it was time to load the raft and hit the water. The girls realized they hadn't applied sunscreen and Natalie asked which guy wanted to play the cabana boy. Nick anxiously jumped up to volunteer, but Becky suggested that since Nick served as the lifeguard to pull the girls into the raft and had gotten several handfuls of their boobs already, Brian should get the duty. Brian grabbed the lotion and sent the other guys down to the water to finish packing the raft. The girls laid out their beach towels and Becky suggested that Brian do rub down Natalie first since she had the palest skin. Natalie announced she was planning on another wild day, removed both her bikini top and bottom and lay face down on a towel at Brian's feet. Brian started rubbing in the sunscreen on her back, arms, shoulders and legs -- very aware of his wife's watchful gaze. But to his surprise Becky told him that Natalie's "girls" would be coming out today and it would be his fault if later tonight they were too tender for Nick to enjoy. At the suggestion Natalie pushed herself into a kneeling position giving Brian access to her free hanging boobs. Cautiously, he obliged, coating them with sunscreen. Natalie turned and laid on her back and Brian continued to rub in the lotion on her stomach, carefully avoiding the small area where her legs met which was highlighted by a small thin red patch of hair. To Natalie's dismay, Brian finished coating her with sunscreen fairly quickly. Becky instructed Brian to do Jenna next and suggested Natalie apply the sunscreen to her to save time. Jenna and Becky undressed and laid their towels on the ground toe to toe. Brian's already swollen cock strained hard beneath his trunks as his hands rubbed lotion onto the naked body of a woman who was no stranger to his fantasies. Behind him he could hear the other girls giggle and occasionally hear a sound escape his wife's lips that was familiar to him, but normally occurred in the bedroom. This caused both his mind and hands to wander. Unlike Jenna who had laid on her stomach, Becky had started on her back and Natalie, who was still undressed, had wasted no time straddling her. Immediately, Becky was aroused by the warmth of Natalie's pussy resting on her own. Her nipples hardened at their first touch by Natalie. As the rub down continued Becky couldn't help notice small almost unnoticeable movements of Natalie's hips gently massaging their pussies together. Initially she had thought these movements were unintentional, but it wasn't long before the application of sunscreen was no longer the primary intent and the grinding became more deliberate. The hands of both girls now reached out caressing each other's breasts and sliding over their stiffened nipples. Slowly Becky and Natalie bucked their hips, erotically sliding grinding their moistened pussies together. Breathing became deeper, more deliberate. Becky could feel both her own wetness and that of Natalie and was starting to feel the slight tingle of an orgasm building between her legs. Immediately behind Natalie, Brian straddled Jenna who could feel the strain in his shorts laying on the crack of her ass. Brian rushed through applying the sunscreen to her back side, anxious to rub her front. Jenna didn't object and turned over as soon as she was given the chance. Jenna closed her eyes as Brian began to apply the sunscreen first to her arms, then stomach and finally her breasts. He noticed her nipples stiffen at his touch and saw her mouth part with anticipation. Mustering up a great deal of will power, he left her beautiful boobs and moved to her legs. When he started on her inner thighs, Jenna relaxed and opened her legs. Brian couldn't help but notice that her pussy had also peeked open, wet with excitement. With each stroke he dared ever closer to her opening and soon found himself rubbing the sunscreen lotion onto her swollen labia. As he did, Jenna's breathing intensified and she began to rock her hips into his strokes, her body silently begging him to penetrate her. Temptation finally overcame Brian and he slipped a thumb inside her warmth. Jenna was obviously aroused and his thumb slid inside with no resistance. He replaced his moistened thumb with a finger which he slowly slid in and out of her wetness while carefully massaging her clit with his thumb. The Great Outdoors Brian wanted to replace his finger with his aching cock and fuck Jenna right there on the beach towel. He knew that if he didn't stop, that might happen and with Becky only a few feet away he figured that would be trouble. So, mustering up all his strength he withdrew his fingers, and clapped his hands exclaiming "time to go!" This shocked Natalie and Becky out of their erotic grind and all four got up extremely turned on, but sexually disappointed. The girls donned their swimwear and they all marched back to the river's edge, Brian's dick painfully straining against the fabric of his swim shorts. It was mid morning when they shoved off onto the river but temperatures were already approaching 90. They had a few hours of floating before they reached the next public launch site and would have the river mostly to themselves. The high temperatures encouraged some heavy alcohol consumption and it wasn't long before the women were sunbathing topless, this time in full view of the guys. The guys were unaware of the teasing plan hatched by their women in the river that morning to send them into a sexual frenzy. Nonetheless, the girls started working their plan early, flirting with anyone but their husband, who they completely ignored. Exposed boobs were intently brushed against both men and other women. Jenna set the bar high early when she reached across Brian to grab something and made sure that her nipple traced across his mouth. Nick could barely take his eyes of Becky's bronzed, exotic body. Feeling his gaze she turned away from him, arching her back, slowly bending over giving Nick a great view of her backside and the outline of her pussy beneath what little bottom she wore. Natalie's main strategy was on rubbing up against the hardened dicks in the raft. She started by grazing them with the back of her hand, but advanced to squeezing them and bumping into them with her backside. Topless women, serious flirting and touching left the guys with nearly constant erections. Their only sanctuary was jumping in the river to cool off, which they did often. As the next launch site came into view, the girls put their tops back on, not because they had inhibitions left, but because flashing strange guys seemed like fun. That afternoon the river was packed. A couple of times there were enough floats that someone could hop across the width of the river without getting wet. Everyone was smashed and giving summer a great send off. To the guys benefit, there were more tits seeing sunshine than they could have imagined and their women were right in the action. This second day on the river was much more leisurely than the first day and included more stops. Sometimes the group would pull into what could only be described as a beach party or they pulled off on to a sand bar of their own. It was common for pairings to swim away from the raft to talk to other floaters or just get some time away. Those pairings were mostly all the guys or all the girls, but as the day wore on it was more common to be a mixed couple, not husband and wife. When the mixed couples would go off, there was always playful, suggestive touching going on. Girls would often stroke the cock of their friend's husband through their swim shorts under the water and occasionally their hand would wander beneath their shorts. The guys started with groping, advanced to "motorboats" and occasionally, slyly ended up with a mouth full of nipple. When the guys left together they would flirt with some of the other girls on the river, but anytime the women were left unattended there were always several guys that would float up to them looking for some action. One particular highlight was when a raft full of college guys pulled next to the girls raft to flirt with the unattended women and soon all were engaged in drinking games and body shots. The college boys were going to push the women as far as they were willing to go -- starting with some moderate groping and body shots out of the girls cleavage. Soon the girls were topless and guys were sucking whipped cream alcohol off their exposed and excited nipples. Becky, Jenna and Natalie were living in the moment and enjoying the attention while across the river, their men were giving them the thumbs up sign. Jenna and her large boobs were demanding most of the attention from the guys. She lost count of how many times the guys in the raft had sucked the whipped alcohol from her nipples or how many times she had squeezed those young hard cocks. Becky was dancing to the party music and started to grind against one guy who had dared to slip his hand into her bikini bottom and was gently fingering her. Becky was as horny as she could ever remember and the young guy's finger had slipped into her wetness without any resistance. She found herself rocking and grinding against his hand. With his other hand he was aggressively kneading her tit, gently twisting the nipple which stood erect nearly a full inch from her breast. Natalie had freed a cock from one young man's shorts, coated it with the whipped alcohol and was on all fours sucking and licking it clean. Jenna had pushed off several attempts by the young guys to slide a hand into her bikini bottoms, but their persistence paid off when Jenna saw Becky bucking against the hand in her bottoms. Each of Jenna's tits was being worshiped by the mouth of a young stud and now, a third guy's finger was slowly sliding inside her. The 3 women were precariously close to the beginnings of a river orgy. Becky was engulfing every cock in front of her as she knelt in the raft, but when one guy freed his cock behind her and prepared to enter her, the girls called fowl and battled their way back into their raft. Though their view was mostly obstructed, the husbands had sensed it might be getting out of hand and were swimming toward the raft, but even before they reached it the college guys had moved downstream waving the girls bikini top trophies in the air and cheering, heading for their next conquest. The girls may have lost their tops, but they did manage to secure some of the whipped alcohol from the other raft. Without their tops, the women had to become more creative with their flashing. Their primary technique was to use each other's hands to alternately cover and expose their boobs, but a few times they elevated the show to include rubbing their boobs together, some short, but passionate girl-girl kissing and once Becky pulled Jenna's nipple into her mouth. Jenna nearly came seeing her friend's lips latched on to her tit and feeling the gentle, knowing flicks of her tongue agaisnt her excited nipple. She noticed how intently the guys stared at them and let the pleasure sweep over her body and moaned, in part for the show, but also in complete pleasure. The fun was really escalating by late afternoon when they passed the last take out site. Without the crowds of people the excitement was slowing, but the flirting continued between the couples. They only had about 4 hours of float time left and weren't scheduled to get picked up until mid-afternoon tomorrow so they decided to pull off early and make camp. As soon as they hit the beach, Natalie dropped Brian's trunks and declared it a nude beach. The other women agreed exclaiming the guys had been covered for far too long. Seconds later all 6 were naked with 3 stiff cocks pointing toward the warm sun. Natalie proposed the group split up with 2 search parties for firewood and a 3rd for setting up camp. Keeping true to the inter-couple trend of the day, and the girl's master plan, Natalie took Brian in one direction while Jenna and Nick headed in another leaving Justin and Becky on the beach. A few minutes later all three groups were out of sight and given the breeze through the trees out of earshot as well. Jenna's excitement was high, anxious to tease Nick. Most of her day's teasing had focused on Brian. As soon as the beach was out of sight she hopped on Nick's back and demanded a piggy back ride. Jenna knew Nick could feel the heat and wetness of her spread pussy on his lower back and deliberately rubbed it, and her boobs on him as much as possible. The ride only lasted until Nick tripped and together they tumbled to the ground. Somehow in the fall, Jenna ended up sitting on Nick's chest. Both were laughing about the fall, but the laughter trailed off to an awkward silence. Jenna recognized that this position offered a great opportunity to tease Nick. Jenna leaned forward on all fours, her boobs hanging in Nick's face. Gently she let them swing, the tips of her nipples dragging lightly across his mouth. Nick opened his mouth and Jenna didn't resist him when he engulfed her swollen nipple. The growing ache between her legs suggested that she may have let him suck a bit too long. When she pulled her breast from his mouth she slowly crawled forward extending the tease with an intimate view of the hot, wet sex between her legs. Jenna had half expected Nick to try to get a quick taste of her wetness, but did not expect Nick to grab her hips and bury his tongue deep inside her pussy. The day's teasing had played its toll as much on her as it had the guys and she moaned in pleasure the moment his tongue parted the folds of her pussy. As he devoured her sweetness, Jenna felt herself sinking into guilty pleasure, body weakening. Finally, somehow she mustered the will power necessary to pull her aching pussy away from his talented tongue. She stood, knees week and continued walking up the trail. Further up the trail Jenna bent to pick up some wood when she felt Nick close in behind her, his cock between her legs, knocking at the door to her wanting pussy. Jenna stayed in the position, slightly opening her stance. Nick's throbbing member slid along, parting the lips of her pussy, but not quite penetrating it. His hand reached around and slowly massaged her clit before sliding a finger into her wetness. Lines were getting harder to distinguish and Jenna turned and knelt before him, slowly taking his throbbing cock into her mouth. It was only a tease and after three glorious strokes she stood and continued collecting wood for the fire. Nick was able to slip a finger into her pussy a few more times during their escape and his cock found her mouth once more before the two finally headed back to the beach -- both on the brink of explosion. Ever since Natalie had seen Brian's thick cock she had longed for it to be inside her. Once they were clearly out of earshot of the others, she let Brian in on the women's secret. She shared how they were supposed to tease the men and shared that limits weren't discussed and there were gray areas. Brian asked for more details of the gray areas, but stopped when Natalie bent to her knees and began kissing and licking the length of his hard on. Natalie pondered the gray area while she worshiped his cock. Touching and kissing were both openly done on the river and guys were allowed to suck girls nipples, so she convinced herself that engulfing the throbbing member before her would be fine too, after all, it wouldn't be the first cock in her mouth today. Brian was not accustomed to Natalie's oral skill, that and the day-long teasing caused him to explode long before he wanted to. Natalie's mouth filled so quickly she was unable to handle all of it and some of his juices dribbled from the corners of her mouth. Brian watched her as she used her tongue to clean every last drop that had originally escaped. Standing, she whispered she longed for his cock between her legs. The two gathered armfuls wood and headed back to the beach. Back on the beach, Justin was unpacking the supplies and noticed that some of their gear was missing, most notably 2 of the 3 tents. Fortunately the remaining tent was the largest and supposedly slept 6. At this point in the trip there weren't a lot of inhibitions left so it didn't seem like a major problem. Becky dug in her bag for sunscreen. On the sand it was easy for her to sneak up on Justin who was busy rolling out the tent. Stealthily she reached around him and started to rub the sunscreen onto his throbbing cock, explaining she wouldn't want his friend to get burned. Sunscreen only acts as a lubricant for a short while and in less than a minute it no longer served its original purpose ending the moment. Justin asked Becky to flatten out the tent on her hands and knees and she obeyed, making sure to give him a tempting view. She had fantasized often of him along with her husband filling her with cocks from both ends. On her knees, Becky arched her back and widened her stance to ensure Justin an unobstructed view of her aching pussy. The lips of her pussy glistened with excitement. The sight was too much for Justin and he mounted her from behind, using his cock to tease the opening to her hot pussy. With each slow slide of his cock along the mouth of her pussy she ached to have him inside her. Finally, the teasing was too much and arching her back she thrust her wetness onto his shaft, a loud forceful moan betraying her excitement. Slowly she took him in, inch by inch, until she filled every part of her. When Justin started to slide back out she commanded him not to move, saying "it's not fucking if we don't move." He did as he was told. With one hand he reached around and began to lightly massage her pussy while using the other hand to caress her free-hanging tits. Justin felt her pussy tighten around his cock, her breathing increased and whimpers of pleasure escaping her lips until her entire body shook in the erotic pleasures of orgasm, bucking against his throbbing cock. After her climax, Justin slowly pulled his member from her wetness while she laid on the tent recovering. When the fire wood gatherers appeared from the brush they were somewhat surprised that the tent was not yet fully erected and even more so there was only one. Each of the groups suspected there had been more inter-couple teasing and touching, but no one knew, and at this point no one cared, how far it had gone. It was still hot, but the clouds had rolled in and the sun was setting so darkness was just around the corner. They may have lost some gear, but the girls had managed to secure some whipped alcohol from the college guys who stole their tops. Rather than eating supper the drinking continued and the guys took turns sucking the whipped alcohol off stiff and excited nipples. The teasing had gone as far as it could so Jenna suggested that the girls go in the tent while the guys extinguish the fire. Without the fire, it was pitch black. The girls who had shared some tender kisses and hatched another plan, first called for Nick, who stumbled his way into the tent. Stepping into the tent he was met with 3 sets of hands stroking his cock. Hands were replaced by mouths and although he couldn't see, he knew each girl had tasted him. After a bit more teasing the women laid him on his back and his wife Natalie mounted her husband's hardness, reverse cow girl. In the darkness, Nick's wandering hands found wanting targets and while his wife slowly rocked on his cock, his fingers explored the warm pussies of her closest friends. Justin was next to be called to the tent, and like Nick was greeted by the lustful hands and mouths of the three women. The women attacked his cock like animals, while the objects in their pussies were driving them closer to climax. He was laid down and mounted by his wife just as Nick was before, which allowed the 3 women to share Brian's cock when he was called to enter. Brian was noticeably thicker than his friends and Jenna couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like between her legs. That thought as she tried to engulf his fullness and her husband's cock buried deep inside her brought her to the first quiet orgasm of the night. The women's lust was insatiable. The women fucked only their husbands, but as they rode or were ridden, unknown hands reached out from the darkness erotically caressing their sensitive areas. The women found tender kisses from their closest friends in the darkness. The kiss that Jenna was sharing with Becky intensified and Jenna felt the warmth leave Becky's quivering lips when she silently orgasmed. Sleep came between erections and if one couple woke and started again the noise would elicit the same response in the other couples. The number of orgasms was not tracked, but in the darkness all were eventually satisfied. Jenna was the first to stir in the morning light. Sitting up she looked at the sleeping men and surprisingly noticed that each of their cocks had recovered and was proudly saluting the morning. She leaned over and woke Becky who in turn woke Natalie. The three headed down to the river to bathe. That morning they bathed together as they had the morning before, gently washing each other's bodies, suds trailing down their exposed flesh. The kissing started almost immediately, tongues dancing between the lips of warm loving mouths. Hands glided easily over breasts, fingers bumping excited nipples. Jenna tenderly broke her kiss with Natalie and placed small gentle kisses down her neck. After rinsing Natalie's breast, she continued kissing down across the top of it to the nipple where she slowly pulled it into her warm mouth. Natalie's arousal was obvious when an erotic moan parted her lips. This was a new experience for Jenna, sucking, rolling and flicking her tongue against Natalie's hardened nipple. She didn't know that she could get this aroused giving pleasure, but the feel Natalie's body shaking with ecstasy beneath her mouth caused a beckoning warmth to grow between her own legs. Jenna continued to soap down Natalie's free breast with her hand, but spent more time pinching the excited nipple. Becky took her place behind Jenna and soaped her breasts paying extra attention to her nipples, letting her fingers slide over them one at a time. Soon, one hand trailed down her chest, across her stomach and began to tenderly wash the warmth between Jenna's legs. Jenna was hot and opened her stance to provide better access to her friends wandering hand. Becky's finger met no resistance as it slid between the engorged lips of Jenna's aching pussy. Penetrating her, Becky's touch was gentle and knowing. Jenna took her cue from Becky and let her hand slide down between Natalie's legs. She slipped one and then two fingers into her warmth, moving in and out of the wetness. Beneath her mouth she felt Natalie's body tense and pussy clamp down on her penetrating fingers. Seconds later, Jenna felt the orgasm sweep over Natalie, waves of gentle jerks rocked her body, her pussy twitched and her breathing which had come to a stop was forceful and filled with pleasure. The feeling she had giving such a gift to such a friend was indescribably erotic. Natalie's climax broke the tender, lustful embrace. Becky withdrew her fingers from Jenna's pussy who turned and together they shared one last deep kiss. The women were so aroused it felt like they were in some erotic dream. The women recognized the magnitude of this trip and they would never be able to recreate it. The shared experience was drawing them closer together with no fear of jealousy. There wasn't much they hadn't shared and soon they confessed the lustful desires they held for each other's husbands and agreed their sexual adventure should continue. Becky confessed that Justin had been inside her and told Jenna it excited her to see the desire she held for Brian's cock and she wanted her to be fulfilled and they all agreed that they would not stop their husbands or their friends from experiencing even more and in fact desired it. From a nude camp to a nude raft trip, the couples piled into the raft and started down the river. At this point in the trip, they were no longer drunk on alcohol, but instead on pure, wild erotica. Each girl openly stroked whatever cock was nearest them, and rarely were they near their husbands. Nipples were rubbed, licked and sucked at every opportunity and many fingers found the warm wetness of the wanton pussies. The Great Outdoors The group beached the raft on a narrow sand bar and Jenna retreated into the brush. Becky whispered to Brian that Jenna shouldn't be left alone in the brush. Perplexed, Brian jogged off after her. Jenna had hoped to be followed and was excited to see that Brian was trailing her. She had wanted the thickness of his cock from the moment she saw it. It was not noticeably longer than her husbands, but it was thicker. She knew Brian had lusted after her watching from the bushes, but doubted he knew how much he desired the thickness of his shaft. Brian caught up with her, spun her around and the locked lips in a furious and passionate kiss. Their tongues danced in each other's mouths. Brian grabbed her by her ass cheeks and lifted her into the air. Slowly he lowered her onto his throbbing pole. It parted her wetness easily and penetrated inch by inch stretching her pussy as it had never been stretched before. About 3/4s of the way down, where he was thickest, she stopped him for a moment giving her pussy time to recover, but with a gasp that was equal parts pleasure and pain, impaled herself onto its fullness. Jenna had never felt this much pressure inside her before and it was both uncomfortable and erotic. Tears trailed down her face. Slowly she slid up and down on his massive rod, each stroke stretching her making the next one easier. His thickness touched different parts of her. Her first orgasm came quickly with no build up and was gone almost as soon as it started. Brian pulled out of her and slowly lowered her to the ground. Jenna objected, but he reminded her that this was only a short stop and the others would be waiting. When they reached the water's edge the rest of the group saw the tell-tale sex flush across Jenna's chest and the pussy juice still glistening on Brian's shaft, but no one said a word and they all piled back into the raft floating further down the river. Nick pulled Jenna into his lap. She used the tip of his cock to tease the opening of her wanton pussy, never quite letting it penetrate her wetness. Becky gazed across the raft at Justin, opened her legs and began to gently massage her pussy. He responded quickly to her invitation and was pleased when she guided his head between her legs. She moaned the minute his tongue entered her wetness and her sounds only intensified the longer he worked. Natalie started slowly sucking on Brian's monster cock, further aroused by the taste of Jenna's pussy. Brian's stamina was no match for Natalie's talented mouth, especially the way she looked at him when she took his entirety inside. Brian exploded into her mouth for a second time in 2 days, this time with his wife watching. Finished with him, Natalie playfully shoved him overboard then turned her attention to Jenna who was still teasing her pussy with her husband's cock. On all fours Natalie crawled across the raft and licked Nick's shaft from ball sack to tip before swallowing it whole. Slowly she withdrew her mouth and guided the cock to the entrance of Jenna's quivering pussy and helped it slide inside. While Jenna slowly rocked on Nick's swollen cock, Natalie began kissing the inside of her thighs working closer to her wetness. Jenna was overwhelmed to see Natalie's auburn hair between her legs and moaned in approval when her tongue tasted her open pussy. Never before had Jenna felt a cock deep inside her and the tender lapping of warm tongue at her clit. Her climax was building when she felt the familiar warmth exploding inside her and heard Nick's grunts of pleasure. Nick's climax was the last stimulus needed to send her over the edge. As her orgasm subsided, Natalie eagerly yet gently lapped up Nick' sex which slowly drained from Jenna's pussy. Temporarily satisfied, Nick and Jenna both slipped into the cool waters. Natalie was now alone in the raft with Becky and Justin and could see Becky's orgasm building. Becky's breathing had turned from labored and shallow almost non- existent, her tits were flushed, her hips were bucking against Justin's face and she was biting her lower lip. Well practiced, Justin was fingering Becky's pussy while his tongue was now concentrated on her throbbing clit. Becky's orgasm shook her body with small convulsions and she screamed in pleasure violently pulling Justin's hair. Exhausted, Becky lay against the side of the raft. As Justin's pulled his mouth from the sweet wetness, he felt someone grab his now aching cock. Turning, he saw Natalie. As he turned, so did she -- giving him full access from behind. The invitation was quickly accepted and Justin parted the wetness of her pussy and drove deep inside her. Justin fondled her clit while he drove in and out of her deeper and harder with each stroke. Natalie's orgasm snuck up on her quickly and she bucked against him when she came. Natalie pulled away from Justin and slipped into the water leaving only Justin and Becky in the boat. Justin rolled to his back, still unsatisfied. Justin had brought Becky to orgasm twice on this trip and she felt a little guilty not having reciprocated the gesture, especially seeing his current state of frustration. Without saying a word she straddled him and guided his cock into her pussy. She mounted him slowly, her pussy still tight from her recent orgasm. Eyes closed she took him inside her, bit by bit until he had filled her. On top she was in control, each stroke was slow and deliberate, with a small roll at the end. She leaned over, giving him access to her small tits, tipped with excited nipples. She continued this deliberate fuck even after the others had returned to the side of the raft. They watched Becky in this slow erotic grind, but her eyes were locked with his. Her breathing began to quicken and intensify and she felt her muscles tensing. Her slow deliberate strokes began to increase in depth and intensity until she was at a furious pace, whimpering with pleasure, impaling her tiny body on his shaft over and over again until the waves of pleasure jolted across her body. Justin climaxed with her, their juices mixing inside her abused sex. She collapsed on top of him and laid there, his cock still deep inside, pulsing with pleasureful explosions. Their audience had never witnessed anything so erotic and throughout their friendship they would often refer to the moment as the perfect fuck. Watching Becky enjoy her husband's cock had reminded Jenna of her own desire to be fucked hard by Brian. When they got back into the raft, she immediately straddled Brian who was lying in the bottom of the raft and eased onto his cock, which had regained its hardness watching Justin with his wife. Jenna's pussy craved fulfillment and once she had lowered herself onto his fullness, she rocked back and forth. Needing more she bent over into Nick's lap and sucked life back into his softened cock. Hard again, Nick pulled out of Jenna's mouth and moved behind her. Jenna arched her back giving him permission and access. Nick pressed his glistening cock against the opening to her ass and slowly slid it inside her. Jenna liked her ass played with, but had never had anal sex before and never felt the pressure of a cock in both her pussy and ass. Natalie and Becky had turned their attentions away from the 3some and toward each other, fingers buried in each other's begging pussies, tongues dancing in their mouths. Justin's attention too was turned away from his wife and the 2 cocks inside her. Watching the 2 women together sprang life into his rod. Seeing his excitement Natalie sat reverse cowgirl on his cock and lowered her head between Becky's legs. She rocked back and forth, Justin's cock sliding in and out while her tongue tasted the combined sweetness of Becky and Justin's earlier fuck. Ironically, Becky and Justin climaxed together a second time, although this time Natalie joined them. Nick was the first of the 3-some to climax, due, in part to the tightness of Jenna's ass. Feeling the warm explosion in her ass, Jenna followed soon after with a violent orgasm. At this point Brian was done laying down and forcefully rolled Jenna on her back. He shoved his throbbing cock deep inside her orgasm-tightened pussy. The force awakened Jenna, forceful moans of ecstasy escaping from her body as it rocked on the bottom of the raft. He fucked her with so much aggression and his thickness was too much for her to bear. Brian freed screams from Jenna's lips that Justin had never heard before and would never hear again. Harder, faster and deeper he fucked her until she came with such power it shook her whole body. Jenna's body went limp as Brian's lust exploded inside her filling every bit of her soul. Brian looked around the raft at his wife and friends. Everyone was so peaceful. Over the 3 day trip the couples had shared new experiences and unlocked amazing parts of each other. Their weekend intimacy extended into their friendship, strengthening it with an intense bond. When the driver for the raft rental pulled onto the launch site to pick up the 3 couples and their gear he couldn't help but notice that they looked so much more relaxed and completely satisfied, a stark contrast to when he dropped them off a few days ago. The Great Outdoors It was a beautiful bright summer's day that found Stephanie and her boy outdoors, enjoying the splendour of nature. They were alone, miles from the nearest road, building, or person. Just a woman, her boy, and the great outdoors. Birds sang around them, small creatures rustled in the undergrowth, and the sun's warm rays shone down upon them. Stephanie wore a simple blue cotton calf length dress, which buttoned down the front to the waist. Her pet was in a simple plain t-shirt and shorts, a pair of cotton boxer shorts beneath. They lay next to each other on the soft grass, insects buzzing around them, the soft drone of nature in summer. She turned on to her side, propping herself up on one elbow, smiling down at her sweet boy. She placed a hand upon his chest, and leant down to plant a soft kiss on his lips. "You look hot my lover," she purred softly, "why don't you undress? I want you to stroke yourself for me, give me a nice little show." The boy blushed, he was so cute when he blushed, and mumbled a reply, "Here? Outside Mistress? What if someone sees?" "We're alone pet, no one else can see. Besides, I did not ask, your Mistress gave a command." Still the boy hesitated briefly, and Stephanie fixed him with a stern glance, "You'll be undressing either way, whether it's to play with yourself for me, or get a spanking, well that's your call." She smiled, and spoke playfully, but let the threat hang in the air. "Of course Mistress, my apologies" he said softly, a coy smile on his face. Stephanie leant back to give him room, and he sat up, pulling his t-shirt over his head, then lay back down, lifting his hips and bottom, unbuttoning his shorts, then sliding them and his underwear down off his legs together, kicking them off his feet. Stephanie noted the slight blush on his cheeks, smiling inwardly, as she reached to lay a hand softly upon his penis. It began to grow, as it always did in her presence, and as she gave him a gentle squeeze, leaning in for another kiss and a whispered "good boy", his erection came to life. "Now my pet, sit up, on your bottom, legs apart, that's it, there's my good boy," she instructed, as he followed her instructions, sitting upon the warm grass facing her, legs parted, exposing his genitalia. "Now, lean back on one hand, that's good, and masturbate for me with the other. Mmm... That's beautiful," Stephanie directed and praised him, settling back to watch. A definite flush of embarrassment on his handsome young face now, the boy began to slide his fist up and down his thick, hard shaft, slowly and rhythmically. His nudity in her clothed presence, the act she was having him perform, and the knowledge that he would submit utterly to her desires provoking both excitement and shyness in equal measure. Well, not quite equal measure Stephanie thought to herself, noticing how large he had become and how quickly. She lay back on one elbow, bringing one of her feet up closer to her body, bending her knee, her pose almost mirroring his, thighs parted at an angle. Murmuring encouragement to him, she slowly, teasingly, pulled her skirt up her legs. He gave a soft whimper as the hem edged up her thighs, Stephanie replying with a giggle as the material gathered about her waist. Beneath the dress she wore only a pair of simple cotton knickers, the material following the soft contours of her sex. "There you go sweetheart" she whispered, "go ahead, look at your Mistress, imagine her perfect vulva, how sweet it tastes, how warm and soft and tight it feels, how good it smells. Imagine me lowering myself on to your beautiful cock, enveloping you, devouring you, squeezing you tight." The boy gazed, naked lust on his face, and Stephanie continued to tease and arouse him, her own eyes locked on his beautiful young cock. "You'd like me to take my knickers off wouldn't you baby? Well be a good boy for mommy, and maybe I will." As he continued to stroke himself, Stephanie let her fingers trace circles lightly over the soft cotton covering her sex, lazy circles just brushing the sensitive skin through the thin material. As her fingers dipped between her thighs, she could feel the heat of her radiate out. She pressed more firmly, feeling a damp spot forming on the cotton. Licking her lips, wanting to tease him more, she moved her hand to her belly, placing her palm flat on her skin, and sliding it slowly, inexorably downwards. The boy moaned first when her fingertips disappeared under the waistband, and then again, louder, as her hand curved around her vulva, squeezing visibly beneath the material. "You make your Mistress so wet baby," Stephanie breathed, "such a good little boy, with such a beautiful body." The urge to stroke herself to orgasm was almost overwhelming, but Stephanie resisted, sliding her hand back out of her knickers, moving forwards a little to be closer to her pet. With the hand that had been between her thighs, she reached between his own. "Such a good boy," she breathed, closing her hand around his scrotum, squeezing the warm flesh gently, massaging his testicles between her thumb and finger. As she fondled the full, heavy sac, she traced her index finger back over the sensitive skin of his perineum, brushing it lightly over his anus. He moaned softly, and she felt his small, soft opening twitch against the pad of her finger. She ran her fingertip back and forth across the hole, in time to his own strokes. His chest had a slight flush now, his breathing heavy, and the pace of his hand had quickened. Stephanie waited a moment longer, stimulating the sensitive opening of his anus, until she knew he was on the edge of climax. Then, placing the pad of her finger against his beautiful opening, she pressed firmly against it, slipping easily inside him, the tight, velvet soft walls of his rectum gripping her digit as she curved it to press his prostate. As one they both looked down, between his thighs, as her boy gave a loud cry and his cock spasmed in his fist, his seed spilling on to the grass, and over his hand. He continued to move up and down his shaft, milking the last drops of his offering to her from his body, as his Mistress massaged him inside, draining him. When he was spent, his balls had emptied their seed, and his body had ceased to spasm and squeeze around her finger, she withdrew it gently, leaning forward to kiss him full and open mouthed. Breaking the kiss, she stood, standing above him as he sat, spread legged on the grass. She fixed here eyes upon his, holding him in her gaze, and spoke, "Pull my knickers down for me pet, slowly." The boys hands went eagerly to the waistband of her underwear, a soft murmur of "oh my Mistress..." escaping his lips. Slowly, carefully, he slid the waistband of her knickers down, revealing first her mons, soft brown curls covering the flesh, before just the tip of the cleft between her lips came in to view. He groaned deeply as the object of his desire was revealed, "So perfect..." Her soft full labia, perfectly shaped, slightly swollen and parted from arousal, a line of pink running through soft brown hair, glistening with moisture. Her knickers slid the rest of the way to the ground, and Stephanie moved her feet apart a little, taking her boy's head in her hands. She didn't need to encourage him, and he moved eagerly as she guided his head to her, his mouth a warm embrace upon her sex, his tongue quickly finding her clitoris, already erect, as he teased it from out of its pretty pink hood. Stephanie closed her eyes, and tilted her head back, enjoying the electric thrill as his tongue pressed between her labia, finding her hot, wet opening, her juices flowing for him. As his tongue slide expertly up and down between her lips, he moved his hands to her bottom, grasping her flesh, pulling her harder against his hungry mouth. Now it was Stephanie's turn to groan, her world shrinking to that small spot between her legs, his tongue and lips, her labia and clitoris becoming her universe. In tune with her body, he sensed her climax approaching, and moved from licking between her lips, to focus his attention solely on her clitoris, sucking the small sensitive organ in to his mouth, tongue massaging it. It took only moments before she came; Stephanie drove her hips forward, arching herself against his mouth, as he took her to climax. She cried out again and again, only the birds, insects and her boy to hear her. When at last she released her hold on his head, he fell back on to his bottom, legs splayed, gazing up at her lost in adoration. Her juices glistened on his face, his hair mussed up from where she had held him, and lower, down between his thighs, she saw with a thrill that the act of pleasuring her had brought his cock back to life. It might have been the sight of him, or the fact they were surrounded by the wild, or the fire inside her loins her orgasm had awoken, but she wanted only to take him then. To claim him, animal-like, as her mate, her lover, her pet. She uttered not a word, but gazed deep in to his eyes, transfixing his stare. She let her skirts fall back to the ground, covering her, but even as she heard him whimper softly in disappointment, her hands went to the buttons at the front of her dress, opening each in turn. When it was unbuttoned to the waist she shrugged it off her shoulders, the whole dress sliding softly down over her bare breasts, and the curve of her hips, to the grass at her feet, leaving her as naked as the boy she owned. "Turn over" she spoke, her voice husky, deep. With one last longing look at her naked splendour, he did as commanded, on his knees, lowering his chest to the ground, arching his back, his bottom raised. Framed by the smooth firm flesh of his buttocks, his opening was displayed, like an animal on heat. Stephanie sank to her knees, behind her boy, reaching for her bag, quickly finding their Share dildo, and lubricant. "Open yourself for me" she commanded, her voice dripping with dark lust and need. She lubed up two fingers of her right hand as he reached back, taking one of his buttocks in each hand and parting them, exposing and opening his anus. As she moved her right hand to his anus, her left brought the Share up between her thighs to her own entrance, the bulb easily parting her lips and sliding up in to her, the muscles of her vagina gripping it tightly in place. No time for slow build up, she pressed both lubed fingers against his boy-pussy and pushed them both forward. The tight rim of his anus stretched slowly, wrapping itself snugly around her fingers, drawing them deep in to his bowels. She twisted them, sliding them in and out, coating his insides nicely with the gel. Satisfied she withdrew them, replacing the fingers with the head of the Share against his hole. "Brace yourself pet, I want to be deep and hard inside of you" she told him, and as he moved his arms so he could rest upon them, she replaced his hand on his bottom with her own, simultaneously holding him so she could control his movements, and keeping him spread open. "I love you so much" she groaned, thrusting forward deeply with her hips, driving the cock between her legs in to his soft, moist boy-pussy. She pulled his body backwards to meet her until her mons pressed up against the flesh of his buttocks, and every last inch of the Share filled him. Without pause, she slide it back out, until just the bulbous head remained, stretching the rim of his anus around it, before thrusting back in to him again. Hard and deep as she had promised she fucked him. Beneath her, the boy could only moan and cry out, every drive of his Mistress' hips filling his body. His throbbing erection swung back and forth as she moved in and out of him, displaying to anyone who may have been able to see their coupling how much he desired how she took him. But there was no one, just the two of them and miles and miles of wilderness. Their cries and noises rang out, the sound of her flesh and silicone driving in to and against his flesh, their deep moans of lust and passion. As the sun beat down on them, Stephanie threw her head back, arching her back, breasts thrust proudly forwards, she felt so alive! The sun warming her naked flesh, her body soft and supple, with one hard extension, protruding from between her thighs, her power and womanhood radiating out, just as tangible as the summer heat. Beneath her male flesh, submitting, pliant, open, hers. She was a Goddess, she was a Queen, she was everything. Suddenly her climax was upon her, powerful, waves rolling out from between her legs, radiating through her. She screamed, words of love, passion, ownership, she was woman! On and on her orgasm flowed through her, exquisite, intense, almost too much to bear. Through it all she drove ever harder and deeper in to her boy; she knew he would feel the effects for days afterwards, and the though pleased her, made her fuck harder. He would wear the tenderness of his bottom as a mark of pride, that she saw him worthy of her love and desire. Finally, she was spent, and her climax subsided; the muscles between her legs squeezing more gently around the Share, her breathing heavy, and she became aware once more of the world around her, the boy beneath her. He too was panting, breathless. She gently leant forward, laying upon his back, her breasts pressed to him, careful to keep the Share up inside of him, joining them together. She moved her lips to his neck, softly kissing his skin, whispering in his ear, telling him what a good boy he was. He moaned softly as she wrapped her arms around his torso, amidst the soft warmth of her female figure, he felt pebble-like, her hard nipples pressing against his back, as stiff as either the shaft dangling between his legs, or the one buried deep within his bottom. Stephanie nibbled gently on his ear lobe, sucking the skin, as she pressed the palm of her hand to his chest and ran it down, over his flat belly, finding his erection, taking it in her hand. Gently now, lovingly, she slowly slid her closed fist up and down his shaft, planting soft kisses on his neck, shoulders, the back of his head. He was hot, hard, throbbing under her palm, enclosed within her hand. She squeezed him gently as she played with him, feeling his body twitch in response. "You know you belong to me don't you my pet?" "Yes Mistress" he sighed, blissfully. "To own, control, use, teach, punish, cherish, and love?" "All that and more," he replied. "Good boy," Stephanie said, giving her hips a wiggle, moving the share deep inside him. "Now, how about you roll over and pull your knees up to your chest? I want you to look in my eyes and tell me how you love me and I take you again." She released his cock, and pulled back, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of his anus, stretched and open, before he rolled on to his back on the warm grass, pulling his knees up and apart, exposing himself fully to her. Stephanie moved closer, bringing the head of the Share up to his still open hole, both of them moaning in unison at how good it felt as she slid back in to him. Gently, she lowered her weight on to his, belly to belly, chest to chest, and more slowly and sensually this time began to make love to him. The boy wrapped his legs around her waist, leaving her with full access to his most private place, letting her move smoothly, rhythmically and deeply in and out of him. They kissed, slowly, deeply, the ways lovers kiss. Holding his head in her hands, she looked down at him, full of feelings of closeness and bliss. "The way you excite me, I'm rather afraid that by the time we get home your bottom might be a little sore," she giggled, giving him another soft kiss, her tongue tracing his. "I wouldn't want it any other way," her boy murmured back, pulling her in for another kiss, "I am yours." The Great Outdoors An Erotic Adventure By Seamus Madigan TABLE OF CONTENTS THE INVITATION ARRIVAL WATCHING FROM THE PERIMETER USED LIKE A DOLL INSERTING OURSELVES THE END OF THE SHOW EPILOGUE THE INVITATION "So, how goes single life?" my best friend Cole asked me over the phone. He had said he called to shoot the shit, but I knew he was checking up on me since the break-up. My ex-girlfriend Lindsay had dumped me out of the blue about two weeks ago, and I was feeling particularly depressed with our first anniversary coming up just two days hence. I did not really feel like talking about it, but I knew Cole would come by if I did not answer the phone, and I wanted less for him to see me. "It's a blast," I said deadpan. "You know how it is; parties every night, bitches out the wazoo. I don't know why I stayed with that slut for as long as I did." Of course, that was the anger and depression talking; I did not really think Lindsay was a slut, and I was still in love with her. I had gotten more serious about her than any woman I had ever been with and I could not imagine getting over her. She and I had even talked about moving in and getting a puppy. Regardless, she made it clear that she had fallen out of love and that we should move on. "Dude, I'm worried about you," Cole said. "This hit you a lot harder than I thought it would." "I appreciate your concern, but I'm not really ready to talk about it." "No worries, mate. I'm here when you are, though." "Thanks," I replied. "Sure. However, you need to get out. Tomorrow night, we're going partying for real." "I'm not interested." "Tough shit. I'll pick you up at nine o'clock sharp. Where black and make sure your shit's clean. You're going to have an adventure you won't ever forget." "Fine, whatever." I hung up without saying good-bye and went back to masturbating to internet porn. ARRIVAL The next evening, Cole arrived a few minutes before nine o'clock. Like me, he was dressed in all black. "Are you ready for an adventure?" "Not really." "Suck it up, puss-pants." Cole drove. He said it was so I could get smashed, but I am not a big drinker, and I did not really want to add a hangover to my already depressed state. "What's Amanda up to?" I asked. Amanda and Cole got married this past summer, about four months ago. It was a very laid-back wedding by the river. It made Lindsay so hot that she pulled me into the bushes and had my fuck her. We had sex three more times once we got back to my apartment. That was a good night... "She's having a girl's night tonight," he responded. "One of the local strip clubs has an all male revue tonight, and she and one of her college bitches are going to spend all my dollars. Horny nympho sluts, I tell ya. Every last one of'em." "Even Amanda?" "Especially Amanda. That woman wears me out." We did not really speak for the rest of the short ride. I suspected that Cole was thinking about sex with his wife. I was also thinking about sex with his wife; Amanda is hot. We arrived at a lounge about fifteen minutes from my apartment. While there, we did typical bar things; played pool, shot darts, had some beers, spoke with people. It was not special, and part of me wanted to leave and head home for more masturbation. We had been there about an hour when Cole told me it was time to go. "Let me pay my tab." "Don't worry about it, I got it," he said. "Dude, I don't need you to do that." "Don't worry about it. You can get me next time." Once to the car, I asked him, "Can we go home?" "Hah! Two games of pool and a beer does not adventure make." "I'm kinda tired." "Tough shit. Look, just trust me, okay?" "Yeah, fine, whatever." He shot me a look. I had been using that phrase a lot the past couple of weeks. We drove about half an hour out into the country. "Where exactly are we going?" I asked. "Trust me, remember?" he said with an evil smirk. A few more minutes and we pulled onto a dirt road. We drove several hundred feet before parking off on the side. "Take this," Cole said as he handed me a flashlight, "and stay close." We climbed out of the car and I followed him into the woods. The October night air was getting chilly enough to see my breath, and the clear sky and nearly full moon directly overhead illuminated our way even without the flashlights. We traipsed wordlessly through the woods for several hundred yards before coming to the edge of a clearing illuminated by the full moon. Cole crouched down in some bushes and motioned for me to do the same. "What now?" I whispered, not entirely sure why. "Now, we wait." WATCHING FROM THE PERIMETER We did not have to wait long. An SUV pulled into the clearing, turned around as if to leave, and then stopped. From our vantage point, we could see the driver's side rear quarter. A man climbed out of the driver's seat and walked to the rear of the vehicle, where he met a woman who had emerged from the passenger's side. They talked in hushed voices before kissing passionately for nearly a full minute. The woman scanned the edge of woods as if expecting to see someone. I stayed still fearing what would happen if we got caught. Within just a few minutes, this night had transformed from quite mundane to very interesting and I could feel my adrenaline pumping. One of my favorite styles of pornography was voyeurism, and I was extremely excited at the prospect of watching these two going at it here in the woods. The man was a normal guy, not too short or too tall. He had a crew-cut and appeared to be in shape, at least as far as I could tell considering the jacket he was wearing. He was wearing blue jeans, a leather jacket, and working-type cowboy boots. I was not paying very close to attention him, anyway, because the woman had my attention. She was also of a typical build, but with large breasts and an ample rump. She was wearing a knee length dress, high heels, and a short cardigan sweater. The man said something and the woman nodded, and they kissed again. He opened the tailgate and grabbed a satchel in the back. He opened the satchel and turned back to her to kiss again. He lovingly pulled the sweater off her shoulders and down her arms while they kissed, exposing her arms, shoulders, and upper back to the brisk night air. Her dress, it turns out, was strapless. The show took an expected and somewhat frightening turn when he turned her towards the back of the SUV, grabbed her arms, and bound them behind her back at the wrists with a length of rope he pulled from the satchel. He collected another length of rope and tied her arms again, this time at the elbows, nearly pulling them together behind her back. The action forced the woman's back to arch and breasts to protrude, and she gasped in response. I was not sure if this is what she agreed to, but she did not scream for help and she did not try to escape. The man retrieved a head harness from the satchel. He turned her around to put it on, and I noticed that it included a ring gag for her mouth. She opened her mouth for him to place it on her. He turned her around again to face the open boot of the SUV, pushed her against the bumper. He gently pushed her over, forcing her to bend at the waist. He retrieved two more lengths of rope from his satchel, tying one end of each to an upper thigh and the other end to the tow-hooks on the bumper. This configuration forced her legs open and prevented her from closing them. He retrieved yet another length of rope from the satchel. He tied one end of this rope around the wrist bindings and the other end he threaded through the gap between the tailgate and body before tying it the luggage rack. This action pulled her arms off her back and stressed her shoulders, preventing her from standing up. He folded the hem of her dress over her back, exposing her under-things to the night. These consisted of thigh-high stockings, garter straps, and a garter belt. She wore no panties. He retrieved one last length of rope from has satchel and tied it to the back of the harness, letting it hang free for a moment. He then pulled out a large hook with a ball instead of a point on the hooked end, which he lubricated and inserted into her exposed anus. He tied the free length of the rope attached to her head gear to the loop in the exposed end of the anal hook and pulled it to arch her back and lift her face off the carpet of the SUV. He took a moment to adjust himself. His penis was bulging inside his pants and I knew he was somewhat uncomfortable; I was feeling the exact same way. He slapped each of her arse cheeks a couple of times and fingered her pussy. She squealed and moaned in response. He continued his manual intentions on her pussy for several minutes. Her moaning grew in volume and intensity, and soon she had an orgasm. Once he had pulled a long orgasm from her, he set up two boxes, one on either side of her, and hung a sign from the tail gate. I could not quite read the sign from my vantage point. The man grabbed a flashlight, and disappeared down the road the SUV had pulled in on. Not two minutes later, a car down the road started up and drove off. The woman was left exposed, bound, and helpless, free for whatever abuse anyone, or anything, wanted to inflict. USED LIKE A DOLL "Dude!" I whispered to Cole. "Shhh. Just watch. It gets even better." "But she's stranded there," I pleaded. "Just relax," he said. "This is all part of the role playing. She's perfectly safe. Trust me, remember?" About that time, a dark figure emerged from the perimeter about fifty feet away. From the way that figure moved, I took him to be male. He was dressed all in black with a black hoodie. He slunk up to the back of the SUV, continuously looking over his shoulder as if someone were chasing him. Arriving at the helpless woman in the back of the SUV, he touched and massaged her buttocks for less than a minute. He knelt down so that his face was at her exposed areas. I could not tell if he sniffed her or licked her; possibly both. He did not pleasure her orally, though, because he immediately stood up and pulled out his penis. He fumbled with it for a second, probably donning a condom, and then pushed into her. She grunted with the intrusion but was unable to respond otherwise. He pumped her roughly and rapidly, taking only a few minutes to reach orgasm. He arched his back and moaned as his orgasm peaked. He did not waste time after his orgasm; he immediately zipped up and slunk away into the woods from whence he came. The woman barely had time to rest before her next workout. The second interloper was also dressed in black with a black hoodie, but moved like a woman and carried a bag. She did not slink like the previous guy, but walked up quietly and confidently. Her walk seemed vaguely familiar. When she reached the bound woman, she spoke to her. I could not tell what she said. She continued speaking to her while she intermittently rubbed and smacked her ass. After a few minutes of this treatment, she squatted down similar to the previous guy, but she did more than sniff or lick. The interloper brought the bound woman to orgasm within a couple of minutes, as evidenced by the bound woman quivering and groaning. The interloper did not relent once the orgasm was ended. The bound woman wriggled and squirmed, fighting the restraints, trying to protect her clitoris, which by this time was likely super sensitive. She was knelt down with her face at the bound woman's playful parts for the better part of twenty minutes. She brought the bound woman to orgasm thrice in that time, each more intense than the last. Alas, the interloper's tongue and jaw exhausted her stamina and she stood after the third orgasm. The interloper spoke to the bound woman while she dug through her bag. She pulled out what appeared to be a large penis on a harness. The appearance was confirmed when she strapped it to herself. At the distance, I could not get a true estimate of the its size, but it looked significantly bigger than a typical penis. The interloper unceremoniously pushed the dildo into the bound woman, appearing to bury the giant cock to its full length on the first push. She fucked the bound woman for another ten minutes, forcing a fourth orgasm from her before withdrawing. When the interloper finally withdrew, she smacked the bound woman on the ass and sauntered off into the woods. INSERTING OURSELVES "Do you want to go now?" Cole asked once the female interloper had disappeared. "I don't know. This is sort of scary." "Suit yourself. I'm going," he said, and he stood up to go. He was halfway there when I remembered he was married. "Wait!" I whisper-screamed. He did not stop. I cursed as I stood up to chase after him. He had already reached her and was rubbing her bum when I caught up. "Isn't it pretty?" he said before I could say anything. "So round and inviting." "I don't know about this," I said. "Come on. She's here for the fucking. And she wants it, don't you pretty girl?" He smacked her on the ass, hard. She jumped within her restraints, but made an affirmative sound. I reached out and touched her ass. It was cold and riddled with goose pimples. I watched myself as my fingers moved from her buttock to her crease. I was mesmerized by it; I massaged the area between her anus, filled with the hook, and her slightly parted pussy. My finger continued down over her vaginal opening to her swollen clit. Cole was smiling at me. "You know you want it. She does, too. It's why she's here." I flicked her clit with my fingertip and she jumped. Fuck it, I thought, and I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. "Rock on, bitch! Mind the sign," Cole said as he climbed past the woman into the back of the SUV. "CONDOMS REQUIRED FOR VAGINAL INTERCOURSE," read the sign. One of the boxes beside the woman was a carton of condoms. I grabbed one and put it on. Meanwhile, Cole was wriggling out of his pants. Once free of them, he sat in front of the woman's face with his cock at her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed it onto his cock. About that time, I was ready to fuck. I placed my hands on her buttocks and spread her pussy open with my thumbs, then pushed into her. Oh my; she felt good; I almost came with that first thrust. I had not had sex since about three weeks before Lindsay and I split up, and no amount of masturbation can take the place of real sex. I took my time and savored the feel of her warm pussy around my aching cock. The first several thrusts were slow and deep, and I withdrew completely after each thrust. When I was sure that I would not cum in three thrusts, I accelerated my pace to a regular relaxed rhythm. Every time I would bury my cock, she would twitch. She could only make gurgling sounds with her mouth filled with Cole's dick. We fucked for a full ten minutes before she came again, making this her sixth of the evening. Her pussy clamped down on my dick with her orgasm; I could barely move when she did. Not long after her orgasm, I could feel mine coming on. I knew I could not stop it, so I did not even try. I emptied what felt like the entire contents of my testicles in five fierce thrusts. I almost fell over with exhaustion once my orgasm was done. I pulled out and removed the condom, carefully placing it in the trash bag beside the box of fresh ones. Cole was still fucking the woman's face. He did not last much longer, though. He came holding her head on his cock with both hands, filling her mouth with cum. He sat there, with his spent cock in her mouth, for another minute. I could see her head moving; she was trying to suck his dick clean, but was having a hard time because of the ring gag. He let her clean his penis before pulling out and squirming back into his pants again. He climbed out past her, kissing her on her head as he passed. Once he was out of the SUV, he felt her bum again and fingered her pussy. "Okay, let's head back," he said, and we made our way to the edge of the clearing. THE END OF THE SHOW Our actions had not sunk in until we were back at our vantage point. "Dude, what did we just do?" I whispered at him. "We had a fucking good time is what we did. At least I did. Didn't you?" "Yeah, but now I feel like shit." "Why?" "She couldn't get away." "She didn't want to get away." "How do you know?" "I just know. Trust me." "You keep saying that, but that trust won't mean anything if we're in jail." "We won't be going to jail." "What about Amanda?" "She won't be going to jail, either." "You know what I mean! You just cheated on her! You've only been married four months." He snickered but did not respond. Instead, he said, "Shhh, the show isn't over yet." His comment was prompted by headlights in the distance. A car approached but stopped before we could see anything else. The driver killed the headlights and engine. We heard a car door shut and soon the driver of the SUV strolled up. He inspected the bound woman, testing her restraints. He climbed halfway into the back of the SUV and spoke to the woman in tones we were unable to make out. After a couple of minutes, he climbed back out and dropped his pants. He grabbed her by the hips and buried his cock in her. He fucked her for several minutes with a steady, almost mechanical rhythm until she came, number seven if my count was correct. After her orgasm, he pulled out and carefully removed the anal hook and set it aside. He repositioned himself to fuck her more. I could not tell for sure, but I believed from his repositioning and the change in noises she was making that he was fucking her up the ass. He was not gentle at this point, and his orgasm was feral and violent. Once his orgasm was over, he withdrew and sat on the bumper lazily wiping his genitals with a rag he produced from somewhere unseen. He used the rag to wipe her arse and pussy and then untied the length of rope to the roof rack. He continued methodically and lovingly untying her. After releasing her restraints, he helped her stand up and steadied her so she would not fall. She turned to him once steady and pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss. He walked her to the passenger side of the car and helped her in. Once situated, he came to the driver's side and climbed in, and they drove away. EPILOGUE "Show's over," Cole said. I started to get up, but Cole waved me back down. "Let's watch for just another second. The moon was no longer directly overhead and the way was a bit darker. Cole pointed to an area across the clearing showing me the light from a flashlight. We stayed for another ten minutes or so and saw no less than fifteen different flashlights. Apparently, this was quite a show we saw. I was blown away. We made our way back to Cole's car and climbed in. "Let's get some food," he said. "I'm always famished after a good fucking." We headed back to town. I did not talk on the way. I was rather upset with myself for my actions that evening. I had never taken advantage of someone that way before. I have fantasized about it, especially since Lindsay left me, but I never thought I would actually do it. I kept telling myself that the woman in the woods was a willing participant, that the actions she took, along with those she failed to take, proved it. But I could not get passed her bound and gagged, unable to say no or fight back; I was bothered. And Cole! I knew in my heart that his actions would put his fledgling marriage in jeopardy. How could he do this? How could he include me in on it? How was I going to react the next time I saw Amanda?