1 comments/ 17791 views/ 2 favorites The Shadow Show By: hikiteflyer The day dawned with just a few clouds in the east. It was going to be another typical Long Island summer day. Hot and hazy, just right for an outing at the local state park. There were canoes to rent, trails to hike and a great secluded camping area providing tables and grills. Not wanting to miss a moment of this wondrous day I reached over to the phone on the bedside table. Speed dialing #1 started the phone in Greta's bedroom ringing. Greta had been my one and only for about two years and it looked like we would be getting married at the end of the year. We were both in college and living with our parents during the summer break. This arrangement somewhat limited our intimate relations but we managed to do about everything we wanted or needed to do. There were lots of times when parents were out and we had a whole house all to ourselves. But I digress. Let me tell you about Greta. Greta was blond, about 5'5" tall, a hundred and ten pounds with a figure you dream about. Her eyes were light blue and she accentuated them with a very subtle blue eyeliner. She wore lipstick in a shade called "Sky Blue Pink" that complemented the sexy pout that was almost always on her soft puffy lips. Her breasts were more than adequate and seemed to have a life of their own, undulating as she moved. Her waist was nicely in proportion with her hips which were described by some as 'pile driving'. Her slim shapely legs went on forever terminating at her pleasure palace. Greta was no dumb blond. She was maintaining a 3.8 GPA at a very well known and prestigious womens college. She was up to date on current events, sports and world affairs. She was a force to be reckoned with in conversations with anyone of any age on any subject. She later became the speech writer for the CFO of a world class bank. Then she moved on to get an advanced degree and become a museum director at one of the top universities in New York. She had all this going for her and best of all she loved sex. Especially if there was the possibility of being seen by a chance passerby. The slut in her surfaced and she was in her element while having sex in almost public places. She loved people to see that she delighted in having sex and thrilled at the chance of being caught in public. She vehemently denied this facet of her persona whenever I brought it up. She said I was the one that initiated the public displays. She said the 'chance' encounters with the public were always accidents, caused by me, and she was very embarrassed by them. She never intended them to happen. It was all my fault. What am I like? Well I guess if a gal like Greta is going to marry me I must have something going for me. But for now I'm just the story teller. Enough said. Greta answered the phone after only two rings. "Lo, Brandon is that you? What the hell are you calling so early for? We just got to our own beds three hours ago!" "I know, but it's such a nice day that we should do something great and not just sleep it away. Let's go to the park for the day...wait, let's go camping at the park and come home tomorrow." "My parents will never let me go camping overnight with you, you dummy. They'd have a fit. They have problems if we get home late from a date. They start flashing the front door light to get me out of your car and into the house. A campout overnight will never fly." "Ah, but you forget, they'll never know. They're going to your grandma's for breakfast and they're staying overnight. If you don't tell, I won't. Besides there will be lots of people at the park that you can try to flash." That seemed to close the deal. I heard a giggle and a deep breath. "You're bad," she said, "if mom and dad find out they'll kill me and probably cut off your balls...I like it and you can bet I'll never tell. We've got all the gear here in the garage for an overnight camping orgy. It's leftover from when dad was a Boy Scout leader. We've got tents, stoves, sleeping bags, lights...you know all that stuff. I think I hear them getting ready to leave now. Come on over and we'll pick out the stuff we need. Then we'll go to the market for some food and beer and other things we'll need. We can go right on to the park so we get there early and get a good campsite," she said and hung up the phone. I hung up the phone, dressed grabbed a Pop Tart for breakfast and headed out to meet Great at her house. As I pulled into the driveway Greta came out of the garage carrying a battery powered lantern. She was wearing a cutoff T-shirt and from the way her boobs were gyrating she obviously had not been able to find her bra. That was confirmed as she ran to the truck and I saw the outline of her nipple rings through the shirt. Her golden belly ring just showed above the top of her short, low cut Daisy Dukes. Two chains hung out from the bottom of her shirt and I knew the other ends were attached to her little golden nipple rings. The free ends made it just to the bottom hem of her shorts where they were swinging back and forth. Her shorts were hugging and outlining her snatch, from front to back. Her ass cheeks were only partly covered and her waxed pussy lips were straining the fabric covering her crotch. Beneath the shorts I'm sure she was wearing the proverbial 'brass ring' through her clit, a great prize for someone, and maybe a skimpy thong. This was going to be an outrageous camping trip. We set about gathering the camping equipment we thought we would need for an overnighter and loaded it into the back of my truck. Once the bed cover was secured we were ready to start our adventure. As we got into the truck Greta asked, "Do you feel Ok Brandon? You haven't tried to grab my tits or crotch since you got here." "I'm fine," I said reaching over and pulling one of her dangling nipple chains. "I'm just waiting to get to the park so we can maybe have an audience when I grab your boob...or ass...or pussy...or...got the idea?" "Oh wow, I think I've got it. Now pull the other chain. We don't want to play favorites and make one tittie harder and longer than the other do we?" said Greta. She was sitting holding both chains so they were pulling down on her nipples. When the truck hit a bump, instead of her boobs bouncing, the chains pulled on her nipple rings keeping her breasts in place. She seemed to like the feeling and after a few miles said in her little girl voice, "Bwandon, pwease put the wheels off the side of the woad so the we go bouncy more. My jiggwy tities wove being jerked by the chains. It makes my wittle kittie aw wet and tingwy." I looked over and saw that her nipples were hard and pushing her shirt out about three quarters of an inch. They were pointing downward as they were being tugged down by the tightly held chains clipped to her nipple rings. "You need something to anchor those chains so you don't have to keep holding them," I said while reaching over and pinching a nipple. "Let's see if we can work that out when we reach the campsite." "I've already got that covered. As soon as we get the tent up I'll show you the special way I fix up the chains," she said with a wicked grin. When we got to the park we drove around looking at the campsites that were not occupied. We found one with a long driveway down to a flat, dry campsite right on the shore of the lake. "I think this is the one," said Greta, "it's just perfect for setting the tent up with a great view of the lake. Let's go back to the Ranger and pay for it. Remember it's site 16." We were soon unloading our gear and starting to set up the tent. It was 12'x12' with a zipper door and screen in the front, a window with screening on each side and a solid back wall. We put the door facing the lake. The back wound up facing the driveway leading to the camp road. All anyone on the road could see of our campsite was the back wall of the tent. Our site was very secluded and private. Once the tent was up we put the zip-together sleeping bags against the back wall of the tent and spread them out. Our clothes and other gear were stowed along the side walls and the electric lantern hung from the front tent pole. The food was in latched metal boxes on the benches of the picnic table with the cooler on top of the table. By the time we were organized it was lunch time. We decided to pack a picnic lunch and hike some of the trails that lead out from the camping area. There were several secluded clearings off the trails that very few people knew about. As we were fixing lunch Greta said, "I've got to go in the tent for a minute and fix my chains." "Can I help?" I asked. "No you can't. It's a secret, but if you're good I'll tell you about it while we're hiking," she said. "OK, but hurry up. We need to find one of my secret clearings and have some lunch. I'm starving," When Greta came out of the tent her two chains passed through her belly ring and disappeared straight down into the front of her shorts. "What's the big secret about tucking the chains into your shorts," I asked. "I'll tell you while we're walking. Let's go," she said and stepped out with a spring in her step that make her ass wiggle and her tits bounce. I caught up to her a few minutes later struggling with the daypack containing our lunch, some drinks and a blanket. After we had walked about one half mile she said, "Damn, this is so great. I never thought it would work so well. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out." "What the hell are you talking about. We've only walked a little way. It's about two miles to the first clearing that I know of." I was getting a little annoyed at her griping after such a short time. "Remember the chains?" she asked. "They just reach my pussy when I put them through my belly ring and pull down on them. While I was in the tent I clipped both of them to my clit ring. Now every time my boobs bounce the chains tug on my clit ring. My pussy is dripping and if we walk much longer I'm going to cum right here in the middle of the trail. What if some other hikers come by and see me?" "I bet you'd love that," I said as I walked up behind her. "Let's see what I can do for you." I slipped my hands around her waist and under her shirt palming her boobs. With the palms of my hands I started to bounce her boobs. First one then the other. Just a little bit and very gently. She leaned back against me loving the feelings in her pussy and nips. Then I lifted her boobs higher pulling more on the chains so her tits and clit were being stretched with each lift of a breast. She rolled her head side to side and let out a low moan. "If you keep doing that I'm going to cum. I can already feel the pussy juices running down my thighs. I didn't wear any panties or thong so the love lube is just running out of my cunt. Oh god, I'm almost there. Keep doing it. Yes, a little faster...make them pull more," she whispered while turning her head so I could kiss her. "WAIT, STOP. I hear something. There's someone coming along the trail. Oh, please stop before they get here." I heard them too, but she was just about to cum. I kept bouncing her boobs as she, half-hartedly, kept telling me to stop. Just as the hikers were getting close to the bend in the trail, she went rigid. I pinched her titties hard and twisted the nipple rings. She tumbled into her first orgasm of the day. She began to squeak, trying to cum without making any noise. She began to shutter into her orgasm with the hikers almost here. She shoved her knuckles into her mouth and spun around so she was facing me and I was holding her up. Her fingers and my shoulder muffled what would have been her screaming orgasm. As the hikers passed one of them said, "Is there a problem? Can we be of any help?" "No," I said, "she just got hot and a little dizzy from hiking in the heat with no lunch. I'm letting her lean on me till she's ready to go on. We'll be OK." By now Greta was almost recovered. She pressed her face into my shoulder and muttered, "Bastard," as she bit me. As the sound of the hikers faded away Greta went wild. "That was great. We almost got caught. I'd have killed you if you'd stopped. I really needed that cum. That was one of the best cums ever. The only thing that would have made it better was if you had your cock up my pussy from behind. Let's do it again after lunch...I better unhook the chains from my clit ring or we'll never get to the clearing." "I'll do it," I said, "I don't hear anyone on the trail." I reached for her and she didn't resist. Instead she popped the snap on her shorts. I unzipped them and let them drop to the ground. Her pussy was still very swollen and wet and her clit looked like a little cock with the foreskin just beginning to pull back. She lifted one foot out of the shorts and placed it on a large rock next to the trail. Her pussy was wide open for all the little forest creatures to see. I knelt down in front of her and reached for the chain's clip rings. They were slippery from her juices and I couldn't resist a quick lick. The instant my tongue touched her clit she grabbed my hair and pressed me into her pulsing pussy. She launched into another orgasm as I tongue lashed her engorged clit. She was as hot as I had ever seen her. The chance of being caught really freaked her out. "Oh, Brandon , stop I can't take it any more. My clit is so sensitive that if you keep licking it I'm going to pee all over you," Greta admonished pushing my mouth and tongue away from her pussy. I backed off and said, "OK, maybe later," licking my lips. "Really?" she purred giving me her most evil grin. "Let's see what happens after lunch," I said, "just remember we have to drink lots of beer and water with lunch. That way we'll both have to pee before we get back to the campsite. If you wind up peeing on me I just may have to return the favor." Then I reached out and unhooked the chains from her clit ring and gave the ring a quick twist. "No more, knock it off. Just hurry up and find the lunch clearing. Just thinking about after lunch is making my pussy swell up and start to drip," said Greta as she started down the trail at a trot. She could run now as the chains were no longer pulling on her clit and nipples. We found the clearing, deep in the woods far off the trail, without further incidents and spread out the blanket. We unloaded the backpack and set out our lunch goodies: Rare roast beef sandwiches, BBQ chips, cold slaw, pickles, deli rice pudding, wine, beer, soda and bottled water. "Eat up, drink up. The games are about to begin," I said as I downed a bottle of water before starting on a sandwich. "Eat lots of chips they'll make you thirsty." Greta said, "I'm going for the beer that always makes me pee like a race horse. The chips will help make me drink a lot. But now I need some real food I'm really starved after those two pussy pulsing cums. Poor baby, you haven't even cum once yet. I hope it's building up so when you do finally erupt you'll squirt long ropes of cum all over me." "Hurry up and finish lunch. I've got another special place for you to see. It's better that anywhere we've been before. I can't wait for you to see it," I said as I thought of what was yet to come. My cock began to twitch just thinking about it. "I can't wait. We'll be done with lunch in a few minutes and then we can pack up and go, or is that cum?" Greta replied. As soon as Greta was finished I took her by the hand and started toward a thick tangle of bushes and briar. "We'll never get through that. It'll scratch us all up. I'm not going through that mess," Greta said pulling back. "Come on. I know a way to the other side without getting a scratch. Trust me, I've been here before. You'll never believe it when you see what's on the other side," I urged, "it's going to be great. Just like The Blue Lagoon. Come on, let's go you're going to love it." We made our way around the bushes and briars on an almost invisible path that I had found on a visit to the park earlier in the year when there were no leaves on the trees and bushes. Now it was almost completely hidden. As we emerged from the brushes we stood on the shore of a small lagoon that could not be seen from anywhere in the park. Only passing boats could see it through a narrow inlet. No hikers would ever discover us here in our hidden secret place. The water was clear and there was a sandy beach that was about 50 feet long. We spread our blanket and put our shoes and backpack on the corners to keep it in place. "Let's go swimming," Greta said, "last one in is a donkeys dick." She dropped her shorts, pulled her T-shirt off and headed for the water. Before I could catch her she dove into the water and swam to the middle of the lagoon where she stood in water that just covered her boobs. I stripped of my clothes and followed her in. I swam under water till I was behind her and then surfaced sliding my hands up the front of her legs and belly till I was holding her tits. My hardening cock came up between her legs against her pussy as I stood up behind her. "That's nice. Diddle my titties and pull the rings. Clip the chains together behind my neck so they're out of the way. I don't want them to get caught on something and hurt my nipples," Greta said while holding my hands to her breasts. I took the chains and crossed them over her chest then around her neck and back to the front where I clipped them together under her chin. This was a great look that I'll have to ask her to repeat on some of our future dates. The clipped chains looked like an ordinary gold neck chain not a couple if tit leashes. "That's better," said Greta, "but now I've got to pee bad. We drank a lot of water and beer with lunch. Did you mean it when you said 'maybe later' when I said I might pee on you?" "I did, if I can do it to you too," I answered. "Let's go into shallow water and see what we can work out. I'll kneel in the water and you stand behind me and pee on my back." "That sounds like a plan," said Greta moving behind me as I knelt on the sandy bottom. I felt her smooth shaved pussy rubbing my back as her boobs rested on either side of me head. She slid her mound up and down my back and softly moaned. "Can I start now?" she asked, "I'm ready and I've got a full bladder. I'm going to pee for a long time before I'm empty." "Pee when ready," I said, "let the shower begin." I felt a warm stream start flowing over my back as Greta relaxed her muscles and began to pee. "Oh god, it feels so good to pee with my cunt pressed on your back. I'm going to stand up straight so my pee goes up your back till I'm peeing on your neck. Then I'm going to sit on your shoulders. What do you think of that?" Greta whispered. "You'll run dry before you can do all that," I said. She began standing up and then put her legs over my shoulders releasing a slow stream of pee on my back and neck. Once she was sitting with a leg on each side of my neck she stopped the warm flow. "What's wrong?" I asked, "run dry already." "I can't pee with your neck pressing against my pussy. It's blocking my pee hole. I've got enough left to drown you wise ass. I've only peed a little bit so far," Greta said as she squirmed her cunt against my neck. I reached back and swung her around so her legs were still over my shoulders but she was facing me with her pussy just below my chin. She leaned back and locked her ankles behind my head and grinned at me wantonly as I held her with my hands behind her back. As she held onto my arms to steady herself I felt her relax. My neck was showered with her warm piss. She leaned back more tilting her hips and the golden stream moved up over my chin, mouth and entire face. As the stream continued moving upward I quickly closed my eyes. Her pee smelled like a mixture of the roast beef and beer that we had for lunch. My cock was standing tall as I stuck out my tongue to taste her offering. There was an acrid bite to the liquid that made it unappetizing but the whole scene was so erotic that I thought I might blow my load into the lagoon as she flooded my face. Finally the flow stopped. "Did the well run dry?" I asked. The Shadow Show "Yah, I'm done for a little while. Are you going to 'return the favor' like you said you might?" Greta asked. "I'd love to but my cock is so hard I'll never be able to piss. I can't pee till it's a lot softer than it is right now. That was the sexiest, dirtiest thing we've ever done. I almost shot my wad while you were pissing on me and my cock is still like a poker," I told Greta. "Stand up and I'll take care of that," Greta said as she knelt in front of me on the sandy bottom. "Let me give you a ball bust'n, world class blow job so you soften up and start my golden shower." She took my cock and slid the foreskin all the way back and then pulled it forward over the tip, pinching it so my cock head was completely covered. She lowered her mouth to my dick and pinched the foreskin between her lips keeping it covering my purple mushroom. She began pulling the foreskin with her lips so it rubbed over the sensitive head of my cock. After pushing and pulling about ten times she lunged forward with her lips tight around my shaft. The foreskin went with her lips and the head slid out of its sheath and into her throat. Her swirling tongue ravaged my cock head and tried to push into my pee hole. As she increased the suction and massaged my balls I felt the eruption building. "Oh damn, I'm going to cum. Suck it...jerk it off...stick your tongue in my piss hole...oh, now...here it cums," I was going crazy as she blew me, sucked me and jerked me off. Her fingers left my balls and her middle finger slid deftly up my ass. That did it. I started to cum, she sucked harder and her finger fucked my ass hole. When I finished and my cock began to soften Greta had a mouth full of cum with some running down her chin. She swallowed, licked her lips and said, "Have you got something else for me?" "I sure do. My back teeth are floating my pee is so backed up, and it's all for you." I started to try to relax and let the pee flow but it wasn't easy with Greta holding my semi-erect dick and lightly licking it. Then the flow started startling Greta. She squeezed my cock to stop the flow. "No, let it go, I've really got to pee." She eased off and the piss flow started again. She aimed it down to her tits and sprayed first one and then the other. Her free hand moved between her legs and I guessed she was diddling her clit ring. Slowly she brought the stream up so it was hitting her face and took a quick taste. My pee must taste better than hers because she opened her mouth and aimed the stream into it. She moved her mouth over my cock and let the piss stream go into her mouth and then run out down her chin. Her hand was pulling hard on her clit ring and as my stream ebbed she came to a bone jarring orgasm still holding my now stiffening cock in her mouth. She leaned into me holding onto my legs to keep from falling. "Oh my god, that was so bad. I feel like the worlds biggest slut but I love it. Now I know why people get into water sports," Greta said as she splashed water on her face to rinse off my pee. "We need to see how kinky we can get with this golden shower game." "There are lots more things we can try but now I think we better move out to the middle and get washed off. For some reason the water around us looks a little yellow," I said moving off toward deeper waters. We washed off, waded to shore and dried each other off with the big towels we had brought. Getting our things gathered up we decided to go back to the main path and hike back to our campsite as it was now about 4 p.m. and the woods would be getting dark in an hour or so. After hiking for about thirty five minutes, without Greta 's chains attached to her clit ring, we arrived back at our tent. The food and cooler had not been disturbed and we were beginning to think about supper. All the activity at the lagoon had given us 'lumber jack' appetites for both food and more sex. We figured that if we wanted to have more sex we really needed to eat to keep out strength and stamina at peak levels. We opted for supper first, then we would let the other activities develop over the rest of the evening. We ate a gourmand dinner of salad, steak, fried canned potatoes, mushrooms, onions, garlic and mixed veggies, all topped off with big bowls of strawberries and mounds of whipped cream on top of corn bread slices we had baked in a Dutch oven while we ate our steaks. Clean up was a breeze. We burned the paper plates and napkins, wiped out the cast iron cooking pans and threw the plastic knives and forks away. Done. It was getting dark by the time we finished supper and the bugs were getting aggressive. After making sure the food was secure from marauding animals, we retired into the tent and finished arranging our things. The lantern hanging on the tent pole made the inside of the tent feel cozy and cast shadows of our movements on the back wall of the tent. "It's a warm night. I think I'll sleep au natural. That way I'll be cooler and you won't have any problems getting my night clothes off me. You good with that?" she said as she remover her clothes leaving the chains linked around her neck. 'No problem at all. That sounds like of the best plan I've heard today. The only problem is that without shorts on you'll keep getting poked by my hard dick. Can you deal with that?" I replied as I also removed my clothes while kneeling on the sleeping bags. "I can take it. Look at the size of it in the shadow on the back wall," Greta said "the way you're kneeling makes a perfect shadow of you and your cock on the tent. Let me turn so the shadow of my boobs is on the wall too. This is neat we have our own shadow show on our wall. Pull my nipples, let's see if we can get them to stick out far enough so we can see them in the shadow. Oh wow, you can see them. Damn, they must be sticking out about 3/4 of an inch. I love it here in our cozy tent. This is as bad as we've ever been. Let me play with your cock so it gets harder and sticks up more. It's a little limp noodle now. I'll never have a problem with it poking me if it stays like that." ************************************************** Meanwhile, a passerby walking on the campground road looked down the driveway to the 'secluded' campsite. There was a tent with a light in it and the shadows being cast on the back wall could be seen clearly from the road. It looked like the occupants were undressing. The passerby quickly went to his campsite, got his girlfriend and returned to see if there was still a shadow show. The light in the tent was still on and the shadows were as clear as before. The girl seemed to have her back to the wall but as the guy undressed his profile and the outline of his long semi-erect cock could be seen in the shadow on the back of the tent. The girl turned toward him presenting an outstanding view of her large, firm, upturned breasts. After a few seconds the guy reached out and pulled or twisted her nipple. It hardened and became elongated enough to show up very nicely in the shadow. By now some others had come by and saw that it was sex shadow show night in the campground. There was a gathering forming on the road at the end of the driveway to the 'secluded' site. Some voyeurs even brought chairs, drinks, cameras and the all important insect repellent. For the time being the campground road was closed to provide a viewing area. Her shadow hand reached out lifting and stroking the shadow cock. The cock responded becoming straighter and longer pointing upward toward the pointy nipple of the succulent breasts. Her hand lifted the cock as she lowered her head toward it. Her tongue snaked out and caressed the mushroom tip. She licked down the shaft and back up to the head several times. The cock began to disappear from view as her head moved down to his crotch. Finally, the long shadow of his hardness was gone. Only the head of the girl pressed to the torso of the guy was visible. The long shadow dick was all the way down her throat. A quiet cheer went up from the gallery. As slowly as it disappeared the cock reappeared as she pulled back to take a breath. The cock pulsed up and down in rhythm with the heartbeat of the guy. She reached out pushing him over onto his back leaving his cock pointing straight up. Leaning over again the shadow disappeared into her mouth. She worked up and down the shaft for several minutes till she was satisfied with her ministrations. Withdrawing from his cock she sat back on her heels and began to knee walk up his body till his cock shadow disappeared between her legs. The gathered spectators saw her raise up, reach between her legs and slowly settle down. His cock was now apparently deep into her pussy. She began slow up and down motion as she rode him. As time passed she increased the speed of her ride and brought her hands up to fondle and tug on her breasts and nipples. Her loose hair flew about as she threw her head from side to side as her orgasm approached. Leaning forward she pressed her breast to his face and raised her ass into the air. The shadow of his cock could be seen sliding part way out of her pussy. Having been passive through all of this the guy now pistoned his hips up and down driving his cock deep in and out of her pussy. She froze in her position letting him do all the work driving her to orgasm. Finally she sat up slamming her hips down on him seating his cock as deep as it could go into her pulsing cunt. Her hair whipped about as her orgasm overtook her. She kept bouncing on him and the shadow of his cock could be seen sliding in and out of her cunt. Unintelligible moans and groans drifted to the crowd on the warm night air. As she rolled off him his erect, pulsing cock signaled that he had not yet blown his load. She turned and the shadow of his jutting rod disappeared just before the light was turned off. A low cheer went up from the crowd as they gathered their gear and headed back to their campsites. ************************************************** "There's the cheering again. It started just as we put out the light that was making the shadow show. Making those shadows was a blast. I wonder if our shadows had anything to do with the cheering we heard," said Greta with a big grin on her face. She let my cock slip form her mouth. "It sounds like cheering from a long way away. What would anyone be cheering for way out here in the middle of nowhere? I thought I heard it a while back when I was deep throating your dick." "For god sake, forget the cheering and get back to what you were doing. If you don't get me off soon I'm going to have to jerk myself off and cum all over your face and that's going to be real messy in the dark," I said. "You won't have to do that, I've got a plan all worked out. I'll suck you off and make you start to cum gallons. All I'll have to do then is slip your cock out of my mouth, aim it and you'll blast your creamy cum all over my face and hair. We don't need the light for that. My aim is cock sure from this close range even in the dark. You can lick the jiz off me and then dribble it into my mouth like I do to you when you cum while I'm sucking you off," said Greta as she slurped my cock back between her lips and proceeded to fulfill her prophecy. Morning came bright and warm. We both had to pee but decided we had better go to the restrooms. We didn't want to take the tent home smelling like an outhouse. We dressed in just shorts for me and a cut off T-shirt and shorts for Greta so we could go to the restrooms and showers without being arrested for indecent exposure. We were the only ones on the path to the showers so I slipped my arm around Greta and let my hand drift up under her shirt to fondle her breast. I guess she liked it because she slipped her hand down the front of my shorts to pet my morning hard-on. She kept this up till we were almost at the showers then she circled my meat with her fist. After sliding along me for four or five strokes my cock hardened and I felt that old feeling in my balls. I was going to cum on the path outside the shower building. Greta knew what was happening and tightened her grip making my dick get even harder. "Stop," I said, "someone is going to come out of the showers and see you jerking me off." "Remember yesterday on the trail?" Greta replied, "Payback's a bitch." Just as we heard the door opening Greta gave my cock a few fast strokes and aimed my dick down the leg of my shorts. As the camper came out of the showers Greta stepped in front of me blocking his view. My balls erupted spewing cum all over Greta 's hand, down my leg and onto my foot while Greta stood there talking loudly to me about the beautiful bird she saw in a nearby tree. The camper nodded to us and went on his way oblivious to what had just happened. "Now maybe when I tell you to stop you'll listen to me," Greta said as she brought her hand to her mouth and licked it. "Now kiss me and go take your shower." As I kissed her she opened her mouth and tongued some of the cum in her mouth to me. She jumped back and ran to the ladies showers laughing all the way. I stood there watching her with my dripping cock hanging out of the leg of my shorts "Wait till we get back to the tent. You're going to get it good," I shouted. All I heard in reply was a faint 'promises, always promises.'" I finished my shower and went back to the tent. Greta had not yet gotten back so I busied myself starting breakfast. After about ten minutes Greta came into the campsite with a big grin on her face. "What's so funny?," I asked. "On the way back from the showers I met a couple from a few campsites away. They asked me if I had seen the shadow show last night on the back of the tent in site 16. I told then I hadn't and they said it was the greatest thing they'd ever seen in a campground. They're hoping it will happen again tonight. That's what the cheering we heard was about. There were campers sitting out back on the road watching the shadows we were making on the back of the tent. They had a ball. They were cheering us on. Lord, my pussy's all wet just thinking of all those campers watching us last night. Let's go in the tent and use all this pussy lube your cock." "Ok, but remember that I owe you for the shower path stunt," I said walking to the tent. In the tent Greta dropped her shorts and spread her legs showing me her puffy pussy leaking slippery pussy juice. "Come on Brandon, fuck me. My cunt is about to burst it's so swollen thinking about everyone watching us. Shove it into me up to your balls and hammer my ass into the ground." "Now so fast. It's payback time. On your knees, ass in the air. You've been a bad girl and now I'm going to spank your ass good," I told her. "Please spank me hard and then fuck me hard. You know I love it when you slap my ass and pussy from behind. Hurry, do it and then shove your cock into me," Greta pleaded. I moved behind her and rubbed her bare ass as it poked up into the air. She jiggled her hips and waited for more. The rubbing became patting and she moved her ass back so the patting would become a real spanking. This was my cue to let her have it for real. My hand came down with a resounding smack and Greta tightened her muscles so she would not move forward under the blows. Smack, smack, smack Great knelt there ass in the air. "Oh, that hurts so good. Six more spanks and then please, please fuck me," Greta moaned. "Ok, six more it is. Then you'll really get it where it'll do the most good," I said spanking her and moving so my cock was between her dripping cunt lips. I slid my cock along her pussy till it was completely coated with pussy juice and my pre-cum. Pulling back I ran the head along her ass crack and then back down and into her pussy. She moaned and then whimpered as I pulled out and again ran along her butt crack stopping at her tight rosebud ass hole. I held my dick there pressing gently and circling her ass hole with my cock head letting my pre-cum lube it good. "Please Brandon, shove it up my ass. You know I love that and we haven't done it for a long time. Please, I need it. Just ram it in all at once. I'm so relaxed and wet that it will slide right in up to your balls. Hurry, I need to be filled up so I can cum on your cock." My cock was as hard as it had been all weekend pressing against her rosebud. She worked her muscles so her ass hole opened and closed sucking the head of my dick into her ass. "Now," Greta shouted ramming her butt back toward me impaling herself completely on my cock. As soon as she was totally filled with cock she clamped her ass hole tight around my pecker. She reached down and rubbed her clit while I was locked in her ass. I could feel the orgasm building in her as she was moaning almost constantly. Suddenly she went rigid. Do it!!" she screamed, "Fuck my ass with your big hard cock. I'm going to cum...fuck me hard and fast so you cum with me...cum in my ass fill it up...yes, I'm cummmmming." We both had the best cum of the weekend as we fell in a sweaty tangle on the floor of the tent. "Damn, that was good. My ass feels like it was reamed out by a beer can, but now we better get in gear and get home. Mom and Dad will be home by 3 p.m. We better have all the camping gear put away before that," Greta said as she got some towels and we tried to clean ourselves up. We finally had breakfast and then broke camp getting everything into the truck. The ride home was uneventful and by 3 p.m. we had all the gear stowed and the tent set up on the lawn to dry. As advertised Greta 's parents arrived home on time and saw the tent. "How come the tent is set up?" Greta 's father asked. "We were just checking it out to see if it was still useable after all these years. We hoped you would let us go camping some weekend during the summer," Greta answered. "I don't think the two of you camping alone for a weekend is a very good idea. It would be easy for things to get out of hand with you two in a tent by yourselves. Let me talk to your mother and we'll see if we can work something out," he said. Greta and I looked at each other and smiled. If this works out someday we might get to go camping for a weekend.