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My First Bi-sexual Experience

By: Many Feathers



I had recently joined the Forestry Service and had gone through training. I was pretty excited about my first real assignment when I was told that I'd be out in the back country with a husband and wife team that had been monitoring and documenting the current bear population in that particular area. I'd brought up fresh provisions with me, and then invited to stay for a two-week period to observe and learn some of the things they were doing. Needless to say I was excited to begin this adventure, knowing full well that it would be without many of the normal day to day conveniences we all take for granted.

I arrived at the out of the way rustic little cabin they were staying in, surprised to discover that it was a lot smaller than I had anticipated, and that while there, we'd all be sharing a single room to sleep in. In addition to that, every other day we would take two person shifts going out to check monitored locations, as well as spend some time in a tree blind that was situated in a well known area where many of the bears tended to hang out in order to observe them better in their natural environment.

One additional thing I wasn't prepared for was that Debra, a tall statuesque woman with long dark hair that she wore in a ponytail for most of the time, was attractive as hell. The drab green tee shirts she wore doing little to hide her voluptuous looking tits, nor the all most too short, shorts she preferred wearing as we hiked around.

At thirty-nine, she looked twenty-nine, and made me feel less like the novice I was having just turned twenty-five myself. Jack, her husband was a couple of years older than she was and had a woodsy maturity about him, complete with a five o'clock shadow on his face that for some reason never diminished, but never changed much either. They were both in very good shape too, though the life they'd chosen to live and enjoyed had a lot to do with that.

Upon my arrival I was greeted with open arms, not only for the replenishment brought with me of needed supplies, but they had not seen or spoken with another human being for a couple of months. We spent that first night getting to know one another while Debra fixed us a fabulous breakfast dinner of eggs, pancakes and slabs of sizzling hot bacon. I was informed they rarely if ever ate breakfast in the morning before heading out, aside from a cup of coffee and some energy bars they began their day with, they packed light with just enough provisions, including plenty of water to make the ten mile hike up to the tree stand and back again, sometimes the following day.

"So you sleep up there too?" I asked Debra.

"Sometimes, depends on if we've seen much sign or any activity. If we have, then sometimes we'll spend the night there and come back the following day. Sometimes we just hike around and check the monitors and cameras we've set up before coming back here to spend a day or so before heading back out again. There are times we go together, and other times that we actually go by ourselves. It can make for some interesting moments spent out in the woods all alone, so I'm glad that you'll be here with us for the next two weeks," she informed me.

"Do you ever get bored?" I asked curiously.

She smiled at that, nodding her head. "Every once in a while we do, but we find other things to amuse ourselves with whenever that happens, though to be honest, as beautiful as this country is with all the wildlife, we don't find ourselves getting bored all that often."

I had caught the subtle glint of mischievousness in her eye when she'd said that, though she didn't exactly elaborate. 

We slept side by side on some air mattresses, getting up bright and early to begin the hike up to the tree stand. "We don't cook while we're up there," Jack informed me, "It's all sandwiches and energy bars, and of course plenty of water," he said, then led us on the ten mile trek up to where the area was they'd been monitoring. By the time we arrived, it was already late in the afternoon.

"Now you see why we often spend a day or two up here before heading back," Debra told me.

It had taken me a moment or two to locate the actual blind. They'd done such a good job of camouflaging it that I nearly missed it. I was also surprised at how large it was too. It certainly wasn't no cabin, but it was big enough to sit in side by side without being too cramped, or to stand up and walk around in without being observed. Below the stand was a small meadow complete with a small fresh stream of running water.

"One of the reasons we chose this place, a lot of animals come through here to get a drink, and it supplies us with that as well, also a way to freshen up some without having to use the water we've brought up with us to do so." Jack turned then and began making his way back down the tree to the ground. "I'm going to walk the perimeter, be back in a couple of hours," he told us.

We watched as Jack made his way into the woods, and then disappeared. "Steve? If you need to use the facilities, there's a box down behind the tree with a shovel and some T.P. in it you can use. Just walk back about a hundred yards or so to the North, there's an overlook back there, and the area is hardly ever traveled so it's the safest and best place to go." She also pointed to a couple of small folding chairs, just barely big enough to even sit down on. "You're welcome to use one of these if you get tired of standing or sitting on the floor," she told me. "I'm going down to the stream to freshen up some while I can since we probably scared away most everything coming up here. It will be a while before any of the bears or other wildlife return to the area, so I might as well do it now."

I watched her walk over to the little stream next to the meadow where she turned, looked back up towards me and waved. I waved back, and then caught myself short as she suddenly reached down and pulled the tee shirt she was wearing up and over her head. I was a little surprised as she stood there, her bare breasts for all the world to see, well...for me to see anyway. Then she rinsed out her tee shirt in the water, wringing it out a moment later before hanging it over a nearby tree limb to dry out. Next, she stripped out of the shorts she was also wearing and did the same thing with those, until she stood with nothing more than her shoes and socks on, enjoying the warmth of the sunshine on her bare skin as she splashed some more water on herself and with a small hand cloth, had a bit of a wash.

Perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised by this, after all it was obviously perfectly natural and normal for her to be doing so, especially this far away from everything. And the fact that she stood there in the nude, even though I could see that she was, with the distance involved here, didn't give me a birds-eye-view close up, though I was half tempted to pick up the binoculars that were hanging nearby.

Still. I wondered briefly if I should turn and look away, giving her some privacy. But then again, if she'd wanted some privacy, she would have indicated that to me in some way. After all, she had waved, so she knew I was watching her, even as she washed her breasts, taking her time with each one, and then washing between her legs and ass as she spread her feet, once again bending over to rinse out her wash cloth before applying it to herself again.

When she was finished, she retrieved her still wet clothing and began making her way back towards the tree stand, rather than putting her clothing back on however, she climbed back up still in the nude.

"Boy, that feels a lot better!" she grinned at me. "If you want to freshen up as well, you'd better do it now," she indicated as she placed her still damp clothing over one of the logs they had built as a railing around the stand.

"Ah no, I'm good," I informed her feeling a little sheepish, and trying very hard not to look too directly at her. She must have noticed that and laughed however.

"I hope my being naked like this doesn't offend you," she stated easily. "Up here, it just feels natural to be naked most of the time, which we often do, makes us feel a bit closer to nature if you will."

"Yes, I can see that," I said feeling a little easier since she was obviously so at ease with it herself, but then again, Jack wasn't here either, though I supposed he wouldn't have minded her being naked around me either by the way she acted in being so. 

"I just love it up here, so peaceful and quiet," she said placing her hands on the railing and looking out over the meadow below us. Standing off to one side and slightly behind her, I was indeed enjoying the view, but it wasn't the countryside I was actually looking at either. Debra had a nice tight well rounded little ass, her breasts though full, were equally as well rounded, and looked especially alluring as she leaned out over the railing looking down.

"Hungry?" she asked. "There's some sandwiches in the knap-sack," she informed me

"Ah no, not yet anyway," I said thanking her. "But I do need to pee," I added without too much embarrassment with my admission. I slipped over the railing and began making my way back down the tree to the ground when I heard, then noticed her following me as I descended.

"Might as well go with you and pee too," she told me. "Then we'll come back, sit and see if something comes into the area, and wait for Jack to return."

Debra quickly grabbed the shovel and some toilet paper, and then led the way. "Follow me," she announced. After a brief walk, she stopped handing me the shovel. "You should always dig a hole to pee in too," she informed me, then stood waiting while I did. I handed the shovel back to her, expecting her to find another spot to dig one for herself. Instead, she squatted over the one I had just dug. "We only need one," she informed me, pee'd then stood and wiped herself, tossing the environmentally friendly tissue into the hole. "Your turn!"

Dumbfounded, I stood there for a moment trying to decide what to do. "Pee shy are we?" she asked. I was, but I wasn't about to admit it to her either. She laughed seeing my discomfort. "There's a lot you'd better get used to doing if you're going to be doing this for a living," she told me. "But if you'd like, I'll wander back to the stand and give you some privacy." She turned then and I watched her go, feeling a little stupid as I stood there willing my prick to finally pee. I stood there finally pissing into the already wet hole she had used, finding it strangely erotic for some odd reason to be mingling my urine with hers. I soon after filled the hole and then made my way back to the stand where I saw her standing up above me waiting. Once again she waved, and as I waved back at her, I watched her full breast bouncing up and down in greeting towards me, forcing myself to look away at that point and begin climbing back up the tree.

The sun was just beginning to set when Jack reappeared through the trees quickly joining us. "Saw some sign," he indicated, "and picked up a fresh trail. Think there's a mother and two cubs making there way around, probably see them tomorrow," he stated.

"Yeah, saw a few deer earlier," Debra told him. "Figured we wouldn't see any bears if they were still in the area, might as well settle in for the night."

By the time Jack had returned, Debra had gotten dressed again, so I was thankful for that, though I was still fairly certain he wouldn't have cared if she hadn't been. Jack made a few notes in the journal he carried with him, and then sat down for a quick bite to eat just as the sun finished setting. Although it was early time-wise, it had been a long day, and we'd be up bright and early again in the morning.

"Going down to wash up then turn in," he announced, "coming with me?" he asked looking back towards us.

"Nah, I'm good," I said once again, wondering if that particular phrase would become a permanent one with me. Debra however followed him down the tree, and then they walked off disappearing into the darkness together.

I stood at the railing looking off into the night. A full moon had backlit the meadow to some degree, and moments later I caught movement as the two of them made their way out of the darkness into the clear opening of the meadow near the stream. I knew with some certainty, they couldn't see me, not in the darkness anyway, though with the full moon highlighting the two of them, I could see them fairly easily. Once again, I watched as they both stripped off their clothing, and then washed and bathed one another, doing each other's backs. Once again, I found it slightly erotic to be standing there watching so simple, and so natural an act, until it took an unexpected turn and became much more than that. 

At first, I wasn't even sure that what I was seeing was what I was actually witnessing. Debra had leaned over as though she was rinsing out her clothing just as I'd seen her do earlier in the day, the difference being, this time Jack stepped up behind her. At first I thought they were just playing around a little, but then his movements became obvious as he latched onto her twin ass cheeks, and began pumping himself into her from behind. I thought I had seen Debra looking back in my direction, but I couldn't be sure as dark as it was, though I again reminded myself that they couldn't possibly see me as I was indeed covered in darkness. So I stood, watching the two of them together, fascinated that they would be doing this without any real cover of darkness, and wondered if they had yet realized that the moon's glow fully accentuated what they were doing.

Even the sounds of their coupling made its way over to me, though the words spoken weren't entirely clear, the grunts and groans of their now furious fucking were. In a way, it was about as animalistic as it could be. If I hadn't known better, or been able to see them as clearly as I could and know who and what they were, I might have confused them with a pair of bears going at it there in the woods.

There's something to be said about being at one with nature, out in the woods like this, I was hard as a rock! When I saw Debra finally spin around, kneeling down in front of Jack, giving him what I knew then to be a blowjob, I lost it. Freeing my own prick, I began pumping it up and down, safe and secure in the knowledge there was no way they could know what I was myself now doing up here.

Jack must have come seconds before I did. I heard his soft moan, the tilt of his head backwards as Debra knelt in front of him sucking his prick. I watched my own semen shoot from the head of my dick, through the railing, and then disappear into the darkness below. I'd barely finished cleaning myself up when I heard them below me, making their way back up into the tree stand.

"Well, now I'm tired, and ready for bed!" Jack announced with a grin. "See you two in the morning!" Jack picked up his small tightly rolled sleeping bag and made his way back down the tree once again.

"Where's he going?" I wondered aloud.

"Oh, Jack hates sleeping up here for some reason," she told me. "He's not a big fan of heights anyway, which is why he usually spends more time wandering around than sitting up here with me."

"Is it safe?" I asked.

"Safe enough, he actually has made a place to hang a hammock, which is still high enough off the ground, though not nearly as high as this place is, so he's more comfortable sleeping there than here."

"Oh," was all I said. 

"Here, you'll need this," Debra said handing me one of the small little sleeping bags they kept stored here. "It can still get pretty cold at night up here, though we'd be a lot warmer if you don't mind snuggling up together," she told me.

I didn't really have a problem with that, and told her so, until I saw her suddenly strip out of her clothing once again anyway. "That's good," she said smiling, and then put the two bags together to make a slightly larger one before laying it down on the floor of the tree stand.

She quickly slipped inside and held one side open for me to get in as well. "Ah, you'll actually be a lot warmer if you take your clothes off, and that way you won't be as cold putting them back on in the morning either."

I went as far as my underwear, which seemed to pacify her to some extent, though she again laughed at my shyness. "No worries, a few days from now, and I bet you're running around the woods as naked as a Jaybird," she told me.

I highly doubted that, but let it go, slipping inside the bag, though I turned my back towards her as I did so, trying in the same instant to ensure there was at least a few inches still remaining between us. That disappeared a moment or two later though as she snuggled up against me, putting her arm around me, the feel of those wonderful breasts of hers pressing against my back. "See? Much, much warmer now isn't it?"

I wouldn't have touched that comment with a ten-foot pole, and had I of not jerked it off only a short time ago, I would have felt like I had one too. Even so, it stirred once again with renewed interest, the softness of her magnificent breasts resting against me. But I soon heard the gentle snore of her sleep, finally relaxing, and drifted off myself.

#

I woke to the aromatic smell of hot coffee.

"Morning!" she said brightly. "Though we don't really cook anything up here, I can't stand to start the day without coffee," she told me. She had a single cup burner that barely heated, but just enough to heat up the coffee from the thermos she'd brought along with us. She was still naked too, now sitting with her back against the railing, knees propped up and bent towards her chest as she sat sipping her own coffee after handing me one. It was all I could do to not stare directly at the pink split winking at me between her legs.

"Jack?"

"Up and gone already," she informed me. "Wanted to see if he could pick up their trail, find out which direction they were heading in before coming back here."

"Oh," I said, once again using another phrase I had seemed to adopt as my own.

"So Steven, did you sleep ok?" she asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah...fine, just fine," I told her, not telling her that I had had several highly erotic dreams during the night, no doubt caused by the feel of her breasts pressing against me, and the knowledge that she was sleeping next to me naked the entire night.

"Did you find it exciting last night?" She now asked.

"Excuse me?" I asked, confused by her question.

"You know, sleeping outside like this...here," she told me finally standing up, though now I had an even better view of that precious slit peeking between her legs as she turned her back towards me, once again leaning over the railing. With her back towards me, she spoke again, catching me truly off guard this time.

"Could you see us? Hear us down there?" she asked.

"Ah, when," I asked, playing stupid.

She turned back around, facing me and laughed once again. "When we were down by the stream fucking," she said simply, openly. "I hope that didn't shock you too much, but like I told you before, when you've been here a while, you find that being outdoors tends to keep you aroused all the time for some reason, and it's a great way to end the day, and begin a new one as well," she added.

"Oh...yeah, then," I admitted feeling my face turning crimson. "No, didn't really shock me no, sort of understand what you mean," I found myself admitting to her.

"So, it did excite you too then huh? Watching us? Hearing us?"

I wasn't exactly uncomfortable talking to her about this, but it was a little awkward for me as I wasn't sure where it was she was going with all this.

"Yeah, admittedly it was," I confessed looking away, taking a sip of my coffee instead of staring up at her vulnerable looking pussy and bare breasts.

"So...did you jerk off?" she asked nonchalantly like she was discussing the weather with me. "Personally, I love doing that up here, and so does Jack, helps to pass the time away anyway," she added with a knowing smile. And like I said earlier, nice way to start off the new day too," she added.


My First Bi-sexual Experience



I didn't answer her question, though I think the look on my face probably did. She merely smiled and nodded her head in my direction. "Wondered if you might have, we can get pretty vocal up here once we get going," she stated. "And being out here in the woods like this is very arousing too, at least for us it is."

"Yeah, I can see that I told her," glancing up once again and finding that her nipples were in fact rock hard and standing out and away from her breasts considerably. Though wondering if that was due mostly from the early morning chill, or the provocative little discussion we were having, or perhaps a combination of them both.

"Yeah, I can see that too," she smiled openly as I followed her gaze, only then realizing that I was still sitting there wearing only my shorts, which had tented out considerably. I felt my face redden even more deeply, shifting somewhat to conceal my condition though it was already too late for that.

"So, where'd you stand exactly when you did it?" She asked once again leaning out over the railing looking down. "About here maybe?"

"Yeah, I guess," I said stupidly, realizing I'd just admitted to doing it. "Why?" I found myself asking, wondering a second later why I had.

"Jack and I play a little game, something else to help pass the time up here," she told me. "Here, come stand by me," she indicated, urging me to get up. I did so, but walked a bit sideways as I did, trying my best to conceal the obvious which when I thought about it, seemed a bit ludicrous under the circumstances.

"So about here then?" she asked once again.

"Yeah, I guess so...why?" I also said once again, feeling just as foolish about it this time as I had the last, and wondering where it was she was going with all this, though I felt certain I was about to find out.

"Good!" she grinned with delight. "Lets see if you can beat his record."

"What?"

"You want to do it yourself? Or would you like me to do it for you?" she asked.

"Do what?" I said stupidly once again, though I wanted to make sure I was actually hearing her right.

"Jerk it off again, through here...down there," she said pointing. I just stood there, not believing I had just heard this. "Come on, you'll see what I'm talking about after you do," she informed me. "So...you want to do it yourself? Or would you like me to? Or are you cum shy too?" she asked pointedly.

As bizarre as this all was, I was highly aroused now too, all this talk, seeing her naked, talking about jerking myself off, or even better, her doing it, I surprised myself by throwing caution to the wind. "Would you mind?" I actually asked her.

"Not at all!" she said gleefully, and then before I knew it, she had pushed my shorts down around my ankles so I could step out of them, and then led me closer towards the railing.

"Just let me know when you're about to shoot," she told me. "Then I'll aim you properly and get the best distance out of you that I can."

I couldn't believe we were actually doing this, yet, here I was with my hard stiff prick poking between the railing as she leaned over it, holding on to me, jerking me off. "Just tell me when," she reminded me.

I had to admit, I'm not sure I'd ever been this horny before in my entire life. Maybe she was right, maybe there was something to be said about being naked outside, but I also think it had a lot to do with the fact that she was an attractive looking woman to begin with, that I was standing there staring at her gorgeous body while she stood playing with my prick that had a lot to do with it.

"I'm almost there," I found myself saying, feeling the first preemptive tingle as it began making its way up my shaft. 

"Just say when," she announced, slow stroking me now as I bent forward at the knees a little, feeling the surge as it just about took my head off.

"Now!" I screamed out, feeling the release, feeling the pleasure of her hand expertly pumping the semen from my shaft which exploded with such intensity that I saw stars for a moment.

"Oh yeah! Fuck yeah!" She wailed, "Good one! More! More! That's it! That's it!"

I have no idea how many times I felt my prick squirt, but it seemed to go on forever, and she seemed quite pleased and delighted that it had.

"Come on, let's go down and see how you did!" she said excitedly. I still had no idea what she was talking about, and felt a bit silly following her down the tree to the ground with nothing on, but after what we'd just finished doing, what was the point? 

By the time I had caught up to her, she was already on her hands and knees scrutinizing the ground. "See that little pile of stones?" she asked. "That's his best one so far," she indicated, "And for it to count, it has to be in the circle, and it can't be on anything that might move, like a leaf or a twig, has to be a good imprint in the dirt that we can verify."

I stood there in disbelief, she was actually looking to measure my cum splatter there in the dirt! "Fuck in A!" she said suddenly, "There it is, and you beat him by a good three or four inches too!"

I found myself kneeling on the ground next to her, the strangeness of this weirdly erotic as she moved the small little pile of stones over to the new mark. "Boy, Jack's going to be jealous as hell when he sees this!" she announced.

That suddenly hit home. "Ah, well maybe we shouldn't tell him then," I said worriedly.

"Not jealous, jealous," she assured me. "He's not like that, just jealous that you beat his best throw, and on your first time out too!" she added excitedly.

As though fate would have it, I looked up just in time to see Jack making his way towards us. The look on his face wasn't one of being too thrilled at seeing us however, and since he was twice my size, and obviously twice as strong as I was to boot, I thought for certain my days were numbered, if not minutes.

"Well?" was all he said as he neared us.

"Beat you by a good three or four inches!" Debra announced.

"Oh really?" He said none too happily. "With or without help?" he then asked.

"With!" Debra told him. "Only fair, as I did with your best shot," she teased him. 

"Yeah, well, we'll see about that," he said testily. "Come on you two...get up here!"

Debra quickly scrambled after him, and I followed, though not nearly as quickly, wondering if once I had gotten to the top of the tree stand, that then he would punch me out and throw my limp body over the railing. By the time we had both arrived however, he was naked and fisting his enormously sized cock. 

"I'm gonna want some stimulation," he announced. "I'm sure he had some," Jack said looking towards me.

"Not as much, or as long as you'd think," Debra said. "And I never touched him until it was time to do it either," she added. "So if you want to go for the new record, then you need to abide by the same rules and time that Steven had."

This was absurd, standing there in the nude, watching Jack as he stood fisting himself, stroking his penis, Debra still nude as well, touching herself, though she really hadn't been doing that for me, not that she really needed too.

"Ok, time's up," she announced, "come stand by the rail!" He did so, and then she stood there jacking him off the same way she had done it to me. A few moments later, he announced his pleasured release, and Debra finished pumping him off the exact same way she had done with me, urging out the best of his explosions, taking careful aim with it as he did, sending his spunk out as far as it was possible to do, and then watching it fall just as I now was, leaning over the railing looking down towards the target area.

I stayed put while the two of them went back down to investigate. I was beginning to wonder at that point if we'd all lost our minds. They returned a few moments later. "Close, but no cigars!" Debra announced. "You still have the record," she informed me. 

"We'll try again later," Jack said. "Only next time I'll set the rules to ensure that it's fair."

"It was fair!" Debra scolded him. "You just hate that he beat you!" she teased, then Jack smiled, for the first time really, and patted me on the shoulder.

"O.k. you won that round fair and square, but we'll see how you do next time," he said challengingly.

I really wasn't planning on there even being a next time, already wondering if these two had been out in the woods for two long as it was.

#

We had finally gotten dressed, and then headed off in search of the mother bear and her two cubs. By noon, we'd picked up their trail only to discover they had circled back again, and were headed the other way.

"No sense going back this trip," Jack announced. "Might as well head back to the cabin. If we leave now, we should make it back easily before dark."

"Sounds good to me," Debra stated. "I could use a hot meal and a nice bath, not to mention a good nights sleep too!"

"Bath?" I asked wondering.

"Well, a shower really," she said. "Jack's got a pretty nice solar shower that he's rigged up, heats up the water and then keeps it that way until we use it and have to fill it up again. Takes about three days to do it, but it's worth it as that's about as long as I can stand myself...or him," she added pinching her nose.

"Very funny," he tossed back at her. "But with the three of us in need of it, I think we'd best shower together, or none of us will get much benefit from it, especially if we let you go first," he told her.

"Sounds good to me!" Debra quipped, and then sprinted off ahead of us just as the cabin came into sight.

#

Debra began preparing a nice tossed salad to go with the steaks Jack would be cooking later. It had been a while since they'd had fresh vegetables, and they were really looking forward to them. Jack had gotten a nice fire going in the pit he had made outside next to the small sized shower.

"Great way to dry off after we're done," he told me. 

"Gonna be a tight fit isn't it?" I asked peeking inside. 

"Big enough," he commented, and we'll all get a longer nicer, hotter shower that way too," he finished.

I was still a little uncertain about that, telling Debra that maybe she and Jack should shower together and I'd just have a quick one after they were done.

"Oh no you don't," she told me. "And you might as well get used to us being around you in the nude, and visa-versa," she added. "Or it's going to be a very long two weeks for you here if you don't."

I wasn't about to argue that point with her, so I didn't. Once dinner was prepared and waiting, with only the steaks left to be cooked, we soon headed outside to the shower and stepped in. It was cramped, but if we all stood with our backs facing one another, there was at least room enough to stand in without too much crowding.

"Ok Steven, you wash my back, I'll wash Jack's, and he'll wash yours." I was about to tell them that I could probably wash my own back, when Jack indicated that we'd walk around in a little circle, pull on the handle that would release a quick few seconds of water, enough to get wet, then move a little again for the next person to do so while the others began lathering and washing. I was glad at least that I was washing Debra's back even though Jack would be washing mine. But as we all stood there doing just that, I began to tell myself that living in the out of doors like this had its own quirky little ways, and that perhaps it was something I better start getting used to if I wanted to make a career out of something like this. Who knew? Maybe one day I'd end up in a place like this with my own wife, acting and being much the same way that these two were.

"Make sure you get my boobs too, especially underneath as I get all sweaty and sticky there," Debra said.

"Yeah, my wife hates sticky tits," Jack said laughing. "Personally, I rather like them that way."

"Only when you're the one who's making them all nice and sticky," she quipped back at him.

Once again I had found myself sandwiched between the two of them while they made suggestive erotic little comments, and with Debra's tits in my hands as I ran my fingers over them, under and around each one, I couldn't help but find myself becoming aroused.

"Oh baby, you're getting nice and hard," Debra cooed as she reached around in front of Jack, fondling his prick as she washed it. "Does the thought of Steven soaping my tits up turn you on?"

"Oh yeah sweetie, you know that it does," Jack admitted. Looking down, and off to the side, I could see her hand as she lathered up his prick, more playing with it than washing it, and found it strangely interesting in watching it grow, that was until I felt Jack's hand suddenly cover my prick with a handful of slippery lather. I jumped, nervousness, confusion and shock coursing through me all at once. But unlike what Debra was obviously doing to him, Jack merely washed me, and not all that long, so that I eventually relaxed, finding away to accept it and take it all in stride as we all stood there washing, then rinsing one another off.

"Feel better?" Debra asked as we all stood near the fire drying off afterwards.

"Much, didn't realize how dirty I had gotten over so short a period of time," I admitted feeling squeaky clean once again.

"Sometimes I like dirty," she said grinning at me, and the double meaning' wasn't left unnoticed either. "Sometimes being a little dirty can be a lot of fun, can't it Jack?" she said turning towards him as he finished throwing the steaks onto the grill.

"Yeah, I like a little dirtiness too once in a while, allows you to shed a few inhibitions, experience and enjoy things that you might not otherwise think you really could."

"Ah huh," I said simply having nothing better to say.

"Now honey, why don't we pop open that bottle of wine we've been saving and have it with dinner. Afterwards, I'd enjoy one of your special brandies too."

"Sounds like the perfect plan he told her, then went inside to get it while Debra finished setting up the small table we'd be eating at outside.

"God I love the out of doors," she said a moment later. "Just look at all those stars, something about making love, and then looking up and the night sky, makes you realize just how insignificant we really are, and how each one of us tends to make a big deal out of absolutely nothing doesn't it?" she asked.

Maybe she was right, but I couldn't help but wonder what if anything she was really referring to. I could only guess that in time I'd find out. In the meantime, my mouth was watering with the aroma of the cooking steaks, though I still felt my cock give a little twitch as she sat down at the table across from me, still naked, with those magnificent tits of hers that I'd actually been holding just a short time ago, still staring at me.

The steaks were delicious as was the wine, which we'd managed to polish off, two full bottles amongst the three of us. Not being much of a drinker myself, I could feel the affects of it already, feeling a bit giddy and light-headed, but in a good way without feeling sick. I'd even been smart enough to pass up on the brandy, which Debra for some reason had insisted on afterwards. While getting that, Debra had come back outside carrying a large oversized quilt, which she spread on the ground a short distance away from the fire, along with several pillows that she'd carted out with her. The night air had a bit of a chill to it, but with the wine, comforter and fire, I wasn't really feeling it any more than the two of them were.

"Here's the brandy sweetie," Jack said pouring her a large glass. 

"Thank you babe," she responded, but then sat it down next to her rather than drinking it. 

"Thought you wanted a brandy?" I asked her. 

"Oh, I do...but it's for later," she said. 

"Ah oh," Jack commented grinning. "I wondered why you wanted it, guess I should have known," 

"Am I missing something here?" I asked. 

"No...not yet, and hopefully not later either," she said cryptically. "Come on you two, sit down by me and enjoy the warmth of the fire here." 

We did so, sitting on either side of her. And for the first time, though I am sure with the help of the wine, I didn't feel all that awkward about sitting next to her in the nude, nor that she and Jack were of course either. 

"Isn't this incredible?" she asked a short time later. 

I had to admit, it was, peaceful, serene, all cozy and warm, and me sitting here naked. "Who'd have thought?" I asked myself. 

"There's only one thing that could make this even more beautiful than it already is," she added after that. 

"Oh? And what's that?" Jack asked her, though I think he already knew. 

"Well, for one thing, to be sitting here with a cock in each hand, that would really be nice," she said lustfully. 

I merely chuckled at hearing that, not sure if she was really being serious or just joking around. 

"And the other?" 

"Drinking my brandy the way I prefer doing it," she said. 

"That's what I thought," Jack laughed. "Well baby, I'm certainly up for it if Steven is." 

"Which is?" I asked. 

"Ever had a brandy blow-job?" she asked. 

"Ah no...never have," I said truthfully, glancing over towards Jack who was merely smiling and nodding his head. 

"Nothing like it," he told me. "Go ahead baby, show him what you mean." 

I certainly wasn't so out of it that I didn't have an inkling of what might happen next, as uninhibited as these two were, and feeling as good as I really was at the moment, I was just about ready for anything at this point, and surprised to find myself hopeful about it as well. 

It was then that Debra picked up her drink, took a pretty good sip out of it, though I noticed she didn't swallow. Leaning over before I even realized what was happening, she engulfed my prick in her mouth and began sucking it, the sensation of the mild stinging brandy bathing my prick. 

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, surprised at the sensation in the first place, almost more so than the fact that I was getting my cock sucked with Jack sitting there urging his wife on. 

"Is that wild or what?" he said. 

"Oh yeah, that's an or what if there ever was one," I exclaimed as Debra finally sat up allowing the brandy to be swallowed, though she quickly took another sip and leaned over capturing Jack's cock where she proceeded to do the same thing to him. 

My dick was still tingly, for a number of reasons as I sat there watching her mouth working that enormous cock of his. She then sat up after a moment, swallowed, took yet another drink of the brandy, and started doing me again. 

"It's her favorite way to drink Brandy," Jack stated. 

"I can see that," I said watching her mouth engulf me. 

"Isn't that tingly sensation incredible though?" Jack asked me. 

"Oh yeah, yeah it is!" I had to admit as she swirled her tongue back and forth against me, my cock seemingly more sensitive than I'd ever known it to be before. 

"Yeah, and that's why she loves it when we do that too," he added. 

"We?" 

Jack simply laughed, "Here, take a drink and enjoy yourself," she certainly will. 

Having heard that, Debra sat up swallowing the brandy, and then promptly positioned herself down on the quilt, legs spread in front of me. "You only need a little sip," she said. "Then just let it sort of flow out of your mouth naturally, into me while your doing it." 

I couldn't believe I was actually about to do this, but I did. I took a sip of the brandy, held it inside my mouth, and then for the first time, introduced my mouth to her wide open, hungrily waiting pussy. 

"Oh fuck! I do so love the way that, that feels!" She squealed in delight. I tickled her clit with my tongue, and then sucked it a little, all the while keeping most of the brandy inside my mouth while doing so. "Fuck I love this! I just love this!" she exclaimed over and over again. And I was happily content to lie there, licking her cunt, exploring it with my tongue, savoring both the brandy as well as her own sweet juices when she announced that she wanted to sit on my face now. 




My First Bi-sexual Experience



"What?" 

"It's her favorite way to cum," Jack announced. "At least for the first one anyway, after that, it really doesn't matter, she can cum a hundred different ways, but she love's doing it like that for the first one. 

"Oh...ok." 

Quick as a bunny, Debra didn't even wait for a further response from me, pushing me back, propping my head with a pillow, and then mounting my face. "And play with my tits too!" she instructed, "Play rough with them, I really like that." 

Her pussy still tasted like brandy, but had a delicious sweetness to it besides that. Her cunt was leaking like a sieve, her juices flowing in abundance as my lips once again found her extended hard little clit, sucking it and rolling it inside my mouth just as my hands and fingers now did to each of those incredibly hard thick nipples of hers. 

"Oh yeah, oh yeah! That's perfect! Just like that!" she moaned deeply. 

I was so engrossed with her succulent tasting pussy that it took a moment to register the fact that my cock was being playfully fondled too. For a minute I thought she had reached back and begun playing with it, until I realized that her hands were then covering mine as I continued caressing and fondling her breasts. 

Confusion and shock raced through my mind, as did the unexpected, unanticipated pleasure. I felt Jack's hand thumbing the head of my prick, squeezing out my lubrications which he then smeared over the head of my prick, teasing it exquisitely as I continued teasing Debra's throbbing little clit. 

"Oh fuck that feels good!" She moaned once more, heightening my own pleasure hearing her, but feeling the tingly caressing strokes of Jack's fingers as they split, riding up and down along both sides of my rock-hard cock. 

When I felt his mouth suddenly engulf my prick, I froze, Debra's clit still captured between my lips, unmoving now. Obviously she sensed and knew what had happened. "I've been told that Jack can suck cock even better than I can," she said softly. "Just relax sweetie, and enjoy it. Oh...and please continue sucking me too ok?" 

Once again I'd been caught off guard, my emotions a tangled mess of lust, desire, fascination, and confusion, all of it rolled up into one. But as I lay there enjoying the sweetness of this incredible woman's pussy, I couldn't help but respond to the delicious sensations that were now entertaining my prick as Jack sucked and licked it. 

I felt Debra suddenly lift up, though she spun around on my face before I knew what she was doing. Leaning over at that point, I then felt the additional sensation of her lips and tongue caressing me, sucking, nipping and licking my shaft just as Jack continued to do. With the unexpected additional onslaught upon my prick, I felt the first tell-tail signs of orgasmic release begin. Simultaneously, the lubrications of Debra's cunt began to flow in ever increasing amounts, alerting me to the fact that she too was nearing her own pleasured threshold. 

"Cum baby, cum. Squirt for us, squirt a nice big hot juicy one!" 

Her lusty sounding words triggered the final barrier to fall, my prick suddenly convulsing in hard rapid discharges of my spunk that tore through the core of my being, exploding from the head of my cock in a series of tumultuous jettisons of my spunk that had me moaning in gratitude with each and every one. 

Hearing me, feeling it, watching it perhaps triggered her own explosive little climax. Within seconds she was filling my mouth with her delicious nectar, sitting up on my face now, convulsing against me as I felt her quim throb, clench, and discharge once again another flow of her thick creamy sauce. 

I felt, sensed rather than saw Jack standing, but heard his low moan of delight as he stood next to Debra now, "That's it baby, that's it, take it honey, take it! Oh fuck yeah...yeah...yeah!" 

I was still licking my lips, licking hers of the last remaining vestiges of her orgasm as she drained the last of Jack's sperm from his prick before finally releasing him, releasing me and rolling over onto her back. 

"Whew, was that wild or what?" 

"That one was definitely a 'what' for me," I told them both. 

She laughed at that, rolling over to once again wrap her hand around my rapidly softening penis. "But did it feel good?" She asked. Admittedly it had, though I was again in a state of confused satisfaction. 

"Yes," I replied softly, having to admit it to myself that the entire encounter had indeed been pleasurable if not a bit unnerving all at the same time. 

"Good," she said simply still waggling my soft prick. "Don't let things get to you so much," she added as an afterthought, as though perhaps reading my mind. "Out here, there really aren't any judgments, no rules, no labels to define us." 

"No morals either," I added with half a laugh. 

"That too," Jack confirmed handing me a drink of brandy, which I consumed in one full gulp. 

Standing above me now, his cock was still semi-firm and erect. "Hmm baby, still horny are we?" Debra asked. 

"You know it," he told her. "So whenever you're ready again," he said giving her a wicked lusty wink. 

"Me? Hell Jack, you know I'm always ready!" she announced excitedly. "What would you like to do?" 

"What would YOU like to do?" he asked back. 

Debra gave my cock another waggle, surprisingly it stiffened just a little. "Well, whenever he's ready again, what I would like, and what I haven't been able to enjoy for a very, very long time now, is a nice double-fuck!" 

"Hmm, I thought so, how about it Steven? You think you're up for a little double penetration?" 

"Oh yes please Steven, please?" she begged. "For obvious reasons, I don't get to enjoy feeling that very often, especially having a cock inside my ass! Jack's simply too big for me to accept him, but your cock is a lot slimmer, as well as long," she stated, though I wondered if she had said that in trying to sooth my ego or something, but to be honest, I was way past that. But she was certainly right about Jack, he truly did have an enormous prick, and I couldn't even begin to imagine him trying to shove that up inside her ass, let alone her pussy, though she'd obviously managed to accept that well enough. 

"I'm still gonna need a few minutes," I pleaded, still wrestling with this new request along with everything else. This would be another first for me, and I wondered if I should tell her that, then decided with everything else that had transpired so far, that I might as well. 

"I've uh..." 

"Never fucked a woman's ass before right?" she finished for me. 

"Ah no...I haven't." 

She smiled at that, "I promise you Steven, you'll enjoy it, I certainly will!" 

"Ah, what's the best way?" I found myself asking. "How do we go about doing this?" 

She looked down at my prick, as I did, surprised to find it already beginning to rapidly harden once more. 

"Thought of fucking my tight little ass excite you?" she said, speaking the obvious. 

"You might could say that," I responded, acknowledging my own suddenly wicked desire to experience just that. 

"Oh fuck, it's been a really long time!" she cooed. "I am looking forward to this!" 

"As am I!" Jack grinned just as wickedly. "How do you want it baby?" 

"You on your back, I'll mount you first, and then Steven can mount my behind from behind!" She laughed at her own joke, as we all did. "But I probably need some lubrication first," she quickly pointed out. 

I glanced about, spotting the tub of soft butter still sitting on the table we had eaten at. I remembered watching an old movie, 'Last Tango in Paris '. "Will this do?" I asked reaching over and picking it up. 

"Perfectly, Marlin," she called me. She quickly mounted her husband's cock, taking a moment to let the monstrous size of it fully enter her before sitting still again. "Now, go ahead and lube me all up nice and slippery," she said, "As well as yourself too." 

I did so, smearing a goodly portion of the bright yellow butter into the perfectly pink little starfish of her ass. "Oh yeah, that's good, all nice and slippery now," she moaned as I allowed my fingers to penetrate, exploring her a little, and feeling as I did so, the hot hard throbbing cock that waited patiently on the other side of the thin membrane that would separate the two of us. 

"Butter up!" she said, once more making a joke out of the obscenely decadent situation. 

I lavished my prick to excess, placing it at the opening of her tiny pink pucker and pressed. Surprisingly, the head slipped in somewhat easily with a tiny little pop, Jack continued holding still as Debra pressed back against me, allowing my cock to gradually slip inside her until I was buried inside her ass, balls deep. 

"Oh, don't move for a minute," she breathlessly exclaimed. "Just let me enjoy the fullness of you two before you tear me a part!" 

"You sure you really want to be doing this?" I asked worriedly. 

"I didn't mean that literally," she said beginning to wiggle around. "I meant that fuckutively speaking." 

"Oh!" I said speaking what had become one of my favorite sayings. 

"Now you can move...or rather, fuck me." 

"Fuckutively speaking of course," I said. 

"Of course!" 

Jack began moving now, sliding out as I slid in. I could feel his cock rubbing against mine as we did and couldn't help but wonder about the sensations that Debra must have been feeling if I could feel that. 

"Oh fuck, that's insane!" Debra mewled hotly. 

"Fucking insane is right," I thought to myself, "Maybe we're all fucking insane!" 

But as insane as this might be, might look should someone actually catch us doing this, it was without a doubt one of the most pleasurable experiences I'd ever known before too! Debra's ass clenched at my prick as though fighting to keep it inside her every time I withdrew, then sucked, caressed, and welcomed it once again every time I thrust myself back into her. And the entire time I felt this, did this, I could feel Jack's massive cock plunging just as deeply into her each time, meeting and greeting it with my own each time I slid back into that tight slippery passage. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Debra cried out over and over again. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck...ME!" She suddenly screamed, then the torrent of her spending backwashed around Jack's prick and balls, as well as the upper thighs of my legs. Looking down I was amazed at the amount of female cum-cream that her cunt was actually squirting as she pumped out spray after spray after spray of her wet slick silkiness against us both. 

"Oh yeah! I'm cumming again too!" Jack shouted, launching his own cock-rocket deep inside his wife's liquefied cunt. 

I honestly didn't think I had another one left in me, but I did. Hearing and seeing the two of them explode into rapturous pleasure, induced my own. Once again my nuts boiled, the pleasure suddenly creeping up the length of my shaft to erupt in several quick hard-felt spurts that bathed the inside of that tight sweet passage of her ass. 

I don't recall falling over, laying down. But when I opened my eyes, Debra lay between the two of us, a beatific expression deeply etched within her face. Jack too seemed comatose in his slumber, and there we slept beneath the stars until the morning's light brought on the promise and excitement of a new day. 

# 

After a light breakfast and some much needed coffee, Jack spent the next few hours going over his maps and planning an excursion for the following day. I spent most of my time cutting up some wood and doing some general camp cleanup while Debra packed knapsacks and double-checked our provisions. After that, we slept on and off resting for the up coming hike, not to mention from the exhausting sexual marathon we'd all been through together the day before. 

It was about an hour or so before sunset when Debra let us know she was horny again, and though I wasn't about to exhaust myself like I'd already done, I couldn't help but feel a bit excited myself upon seeing her, and seeing what she was then doing. 

She had taken a quick shower as we all had, though much later in the day so as to ensure she had a bit more hot water than either Jack or I had. She came out drying her hair with a towel and just stood there. I had just finished dropping a pile of wood next to the pit for the evening fire, Jack had walked over standing next to me as we stood there looking at her. In the span of 48 hours I had sucked her pussy, fucked her cunt as well as her ass, and just seeing her standing there drying her hair still made me horny. 

"I know what you mean," Jack said as though he'd actually read my thoughts. Unlike Debra we were both dressed, but as I looked down, then over, I saw that Jack like myself were both standing there with firm hard erections. "Amazing what she can do to a man isn't it?" he said chuckling. 

She knew we were standing there staring at her, even though she didn't look our way or acknowledge our presence. She then walked over to the quilt we'd all slept on the night before and lay down upon it allowing what remained of the sunshine to dry the remaining droplets of water that still desperately clung to her, just as I now wished I was doing. 

She bent one leg at the knee, and then spread herself, her hand worming its way down between her legs as she lay there, only then looking over towards us, smiling. 

"Ah oh...here we go again!" Jack laughed openly. 

"What?" I asked, though I had a feeling we were about to find out. 

"Listen honey, we had a pretty exhausting night last night, and we've got a pretty hard day ahead of us tomorrow, I don't think that any of us is up for another sexual marathon, as much as the idea appeals to me." 

"Not to worry Jack," she responded. "I'm well aware of that, but something a little simple, fun, and certainly naughty in nature wouldn't hurt all that much now would it? And besides, there's a nice prize for the winner at the end." 

"Ah oh!" Jack said again, which had now become his favorite saying. "What are you up to Debra?" 

"Like I said, something fun, naughty and simple," she smiled devilishly. 

"Which is?" Jack prompted. 

"Which is...the two of you come stand over here in front of me, the first one to cum looses." 

Jack looked at me, and I looked at him. "There's got to be more to it than that," I said simply. 

"No doubt. Go on Debra, spill the rest of it." 

"Well, like I said, if you cum first, you loose...unless..." 

"Unless?" 

"Unless, the second one to cum doesn't hit my boobs when he does, then if the first person to come did, then they can still win." 

"What if neither of us hits your boobs?" 

"Then I win," she said happily. 

"Ah huh...and how far away are you planning on being? After all, with the two of us being still pretty exhausted and used up from last night, I'm not sure either one of us is in a Peter North capability here either." 

"Peter North? Who's he?" I actually asked. 

"Never mind, I'll tell you about him later," Jack informed me. "Well Debra?" 

"No worries, I'll make it fair. I'll kneel down in front of you shall we say, three feet?" 

"Three feet? Good hell Debra, you call that fair? Not hardly, not even on a really good day!" 

She giggled. "Just kidding, we'll make it two, one of you should still be able to manage that!" 

Once again we looked at one another, and then nodded our heads in agreement. "So, what do we win if we do?" I asked. 

"A nice long massage," she purred, "Complete with all the trimmings, unless of course neither one of you win, and I do, then I get one from the two of you." 

"Ok, that seems fair," I said. 

"She's not finished yet," Jack informed me. "I can tell by the look on her face." Which is when I saw it too. "Go on..." he coaxed her. 

"Well, to really make it fair, as well as interesting, you can't do yourselves, but you have to do one another." 

"Ok," Jack said quickly, "that's fair." 

"Wait!" I exclaimed suddenly, not knowing quite what to say after that. 

"Oh come on Steven, don't be a spoil sport, think of it as doing something fun and interesting for me, like I've done, and as Jack's certainly done for you!" 

I thought about that for a moment, and finally gave in. "Well ok, guess you're right, not really a big deal after all," I added, then laughed as I looked down at Jack's enormous prick which he'd managed to wrestle free from his pants. "Maybe I should amend that." 

Jack and I both took off our clothes once again as Debra knelt exactly two feet away from the two of us, and began playing with herself as she knelt there. "Thought you might enjoy this, and that it might help a little," she added, "by way of an incentive." 

As Jack was left handed, and I was right handed, the problem of who was going to stand where was easily resolved. 

"Ready, set, GO!" Debra announced. 

As though it were a race of sorts, I started out of the gate furiously pumping Jack's prick with my hand like there was no tomorrow. He on the other hand was playing with it, more like a sensuous fondling caress, though he stroked it occasionally as well. I quickly discovered that he was in fact arousing me, which also meant that the chances were good, that being aroused, I would in fact reach orgasm a lot sooner than he would if I was to keep up this mechanical motion of mine, which I realized through my own experience, didn't produce the required result as quickly as one might think. I quickly changed tactics mid-stream and began teasing the head of his prick with my fingers in much the same way I had done to myself whenever I'd really gotten into a solo-masturbatory self-pleasuring mood. 

"Oh yeah, much better!" Debra coaxed me. "Now you're getting it!" she laughed seeing the surprised expression on Jack's face as he realized what I was now doing. 

As we stood there side by side, holding on to one another's cocks, looking at Debra as she knelt in front of us, happily frigging her clit, playing with her breasts, and now talking lewdly at us, I couldn't help but notice how strange it felt, not that I was standing there jacking off another man's cock, though that was a little strange for me as well, but how he felt in comparison to myself when I did it. It was uniquely different, yet the same in so many ways. Certainly he had a lot more than I did to work with, but I knew what felt good to me when I did it, so I began trying some of those same techniques on him. I actually smiled when I heard Jack give an involuntary little groan. 

"Way to go Steven, I think he's actually weakening!" 

Perhaps he was, but the reality was, so was I. What he'd begun doing, he continued to do, plus a bit more, sometimes thumbing the head, encircling and pulling on it, then rubbing it expertly up and down for several long quick strokes, then slowing and repeating the titillating process. Even though I had changed my technique, I began to realize that it was probably going to be too little, too late. 

"Fuck!" I exclaimed realizing the inevitable, looking down at my prick as it betrayed me, beginning to tingle, that first discharge of spunk already on it's way out as I stood there watching my prick throb, then squirt. At least when I did, it was strong enough on the first flying release to cross the distance to where Debra knelt, hitting her squarely between the tits. It was a good thing too as the second and third pleasurable discharges fell short of the mark, which I attributed to our furious activity the night before, and the exhaustion we'd all felt afterwards. 

"I win!" Jack exclaimed proudly watching my prick drain itself though he continued pumping it to ensure that he'd milked out every last drop. 

"Not yet you haven't," Debra reminded him. "You may have made Steven cum before you did, but the rules were, you still had to hit my tits too!" 




My First Bi-sexual Experience



Jack frowned remembering. "I can finish it if you'd like," he told me. 

"Nope, can't do that either or you'll both be disqualified! Steven has to finish you off, then we'll see who wins or doesn't." 

It only took a couple of more minutes, and then became obvious Jack was teetering on the edge. 

"No fair bending your knees or leaning forward!" She cautioned him. "Knee's straight!" 

"Good hell woman, how many rules to this damn game are there anyway?" 

She didn't bother answering him, just glaring at him instead, but I felt him stiffen in two ways, standing straight, then seeing the first bubble of cream appear at the tip of his cock. I'd seen him cum before of course, so fully expected him to easily launch a nice streamer of cream at the luscious twin targets we'd been looking at. Jack moaned deeply, further confirming the expectation, and he indeed did spurt, but watching him, as was Debra, we both knew it had not gone nearly far enough to hit her tits, falling short nearer her knee. And like mine, every squirt I managed to produce out of his prick seemed to lessen in volume and strength. 

"Well?" He asked expectantly afterwards. 

"Well what? You lost!" 

"No way, I know that first one, even possibly the second had to have hit you." 

"Sorry Charlie, you never even came close to hitting my tits, maybe it felt good enough that you think you did, but you didn't." 

Reluctantly, Jack seceded to me. "Enjoy your massage," he laughed. "I guess the better man won today, but I promise you that you won't win the next time. And next time, I get to set the rules!" 

"Next time?" I asked myself, and then thought that being out here in the woods like this all this time, maybe was starting to warp the two of them just a little. 

And me. 

Later that evening after another nice dinner which we'd all shared together, Jack left to do a little night fishing in a nearby stream, though I wondered if he had purposely done so in order to leave the two of us alone together. Debra had sat up a cot, which they never really used, but which ended up being a perfect massage table. And she was damn good at it too, explaining to me that she'd actually had to choose between being a Massage Therapist, and doing what she was now. 

"Well obviously, you're pretty damn good at doing both!" I told her. 

"Thank you," she half purred. "Though if I had become a Massage Therapist, I wouldn't have been able to do this, or charge you for it anyway." 

After massaging my back and working on some rather sore muscles, she'd had me turn over finishing up with my legs and chest. But now, she leaned over, her mouth suddenly finding my very small, very almost insignificant penis, and gathered the entire thing up into her mouth almost including my balls. 

"Shit!" I exclaimed with unexpected surprise. But then I began to feel an even bigger surprise as her mouth began to work its magic on me, forcing her in the process to gradually give up holding the entire length of me inside as she chewed, sucked, and tickled me to a full blown erection. "You really are amazing you know that? I'd be willing to bet you could raise the dead with that mouth of yours!" 

She laughed, "I've been known to do that," she told me, and then adding, "Now, would you mind doing something special for me?" 

"What?" 

"Well, one of the things you didn't bring with you was the right sized batteries that I really needed." Now it was my turn to chuckle, realizing what she was referring to. 

"And?" 

"And...I rather do enjoy getting myself off that way every once in a while. But since I don't have any batteries, my second favorite way to masturbate, is to turn this," she said holding my now very stiff cock, "into one," she grinned. 

I wasn't sure I knew what she meant by that, but I said "sure" and waited for her to explain it to me. 

Moving over to the picnic table we'd been using for our meals, Debra spread the oversized comforter upon it, along with a couple of pillows, one for her head, and the other which she placed beneath her ass. "Now, you come and stand here," she informed me, which I did, and in doing so, realized that I was at just the perfect height for what she now intended. 

"Now, don't worry, this is one time I enjoy doing all the work, you just stand there, enjoy it, and be my battery operated toy for me." 

Once again wrapping her hand around my prick, I stood between her legs as she began rubbing it against herself. 

"Oh, what you can do though, is play with my tits some, always feels a hell of a lot better when someone else is doing it instead of yourself." 

I had no problem with that either, enjoying the feel of those large marble-sized nipples of hers that got larger, extending even further off her pink dollar-sized areola's than only moments ago. 

"One more favor," she asked me breathlessly, then continued without waiting for a response. "When I cum, and trust me, you'll know it when I begin to, go ahead and pull on my nipples and squeeze them as hard as you can. Don't worry, it won't hurt, at least not in a bad way anyway!" she grinned, looking at me with lust-filled eyes. Moments after that, she proceeded to turn my prick into a real-live vibrator against her clit and silken lips as she moved it up and down, back and forth, even slapping it against herself, though she seemed to prefer flapping it furiously against her clit for several long moments. And as requested, I more or less stood there, letting her do that, feeling the delicious sensation of her hand, and pussy actually pleasuring my cock in a uniquely different way than I'd felt before. 

"Oh fuck, this isn't going to take as long as I'd hoped for!" she told me. "I'm too fucking horny and too close to cumming already!" 

Truth was, so was I. But she resolved that little problem for me almost immediately. 

"Steven, if you can manage it, I'd love to feel your hot cum spraying on my cunt when I do, I want to feel you cum when I cum," she told me. "Oh...and don't forget about my tits!" 

I almost laughed at that, but I was hovering on the edge as it was, prepared to start biting my lip if I had to, but then I felt her pussy suddenly liquefy, which I quickly added to with my own needful spending, somehow remembering her nipples which I continued to hold, now pinching, pulling and even twisting as her screams of pleasurable joy and ecstasy filled the night sky. 

# 

We headed out early the following morning. Within a short period of time, Jack picked up the bears trail which was less than a couple of hours old. Based on the direction they were slowly meandering in, he had a pretty good idea of where they were heading. 

"Have you noticed that the nights seem to be getting a bit cooler all of a sudden?" He asked. "I think that they've picked up on it too, going to be an early winter this year, I'm fairly certain now that they're heading off in the direction where they've seemed to be making their dens in preparation for hibernation." 

Taking a more direct approach to the area he felt they'd eventually show up in, we waited for a couple of hours when sure enough we caught movement below us where we sat quietly high up in one of the nearby trees. We observed the mother and her two older cubs, and noticed that she was quite often snarling at them and chasing them away from her. Jack made several notes in his journal while they were there, and was delighted to see the mother bear actually explore a much older den, even urinating on it after leaving it a short time later. 

"I think she's picked out her spot," Jack told us. "At least I hope so, now for the tricky part." 

He had been hoping for quite some time now to find a place where he could install and safely hide a small miniature camera that would quietly take photos whenever there was any movement, and also take photos every eight hours even if there wasn't. The battery was supposed to last several months even with several pictures being taken. 

"With luck, she'll choose this place to sleep, and perhaps come spring we'll have a pretty descent series of photo's showing how she does, and what she does during the long winter month's." 

After Jack had done that, we headed back to the cabin, satisfied with a good days work, and hopeful that Jack's camera would indeed end up being the home of the young mother bears choosing. 

"Well, after we get back, we should celebrate!" He announced excitedly. "And especially since we've only got a few more days remaining to us here before we're expected to close the cabin up for the winter." 

"Great idea!" Debra announced, and then like a jackrabbit, sprinted on up ahead of us in a flash. 

"Where's she going off too in such a hurry?" I asked. 

Jack just shook his head. "She's in one of her moods," he told me. "Which means that we should expect the unexpected." 

"Does she always tend to make a game out of everything?" 

"Most often than not, yes. Though I have to admit, I do enjoy playing some of the crazy games and ideas she comes up with." 

Admittedly, I had to agree with him when I thought about it. She was indeed one of the most interesting people I'd ever come across, though so was Jack for that matter. We hadn't gone more than a hundred yards when we came across the shirt she'd been wearing. 

"Ah yes, another one of her favorite games," Jack informed me. "Not surprised we haven't played it until now." 

I merely waited for him to continue, which he did. 

"It's her version of 'hide and seek', basically, as soon as she's naked, which we'll determine by finding all the clothes she's removed and left for us, we'll have one minute to try and spot her, wherever she is. The problem with that is, she can cover herself with dirt, hang a few branches or leaves on her to try and hide herself, but she does have to be standing out in the open where we could spot her. If we do..." 

"We?" I said. 

"If we do...then she has to do whatever we want. If we don't, then we have to." 

Once again I said, "We?" 

"Like it or not my friend, while you're here, you're a 'we', yes." 

A few yards after we found the shirt, we found her hiking shorts. "Do you know if she was wearing a bra today or not?" He asked me. "I think she was wearing panties, so we still have those to find, but I can't honestly remember if she was wearing a bra or not." 

"No, she wasn't," I informed him, remembering that much as I'd gotten a nice peek down her blouse once when we'd stopping during our hike to rest. 

"Well in that case, the moment we find her panties, we've got only a minute to locate her and find out where she is. After the time's up, she'll reveal herself to us, and then she's the winner." 

"Is that an ah oh?" I asked. 

"Sometimes it is," he said laughing.

We walked on, each of us scanning the trail ahead of us and trying to catch a glimpse of her somewhere beyond us.

"Ah oh," he said after we'd gone quite a distance.

"What?"

"Well usually, it's not this far between articles of her clothing. I hope we didn't miss seeing her panties."

"Didn't you say that they had to be in plain sight?"

"Yes, but it doesn't mean we didn't miss them, if we did..."

It was almost at that exact moment that Debra suddenly moved, stepping out from where she'd been standing just behind us near a tree.

"I win!" she screamed excitedly.

"Fuck me!" I yelled. "You just scared the shit out of me!" I told her, which didn't help much with her laughing so hard, and looking a lot like some kind of 'Wood Nymph' out of a fairy-tail or something. "Fucking A!" I said again as I stood there looking at her.

"Gotcha didn't I?" she said grinning from ear to ear.

She had one leg enchased in tree bark, she had branches with leaves in them stuck in her hair falling off to either side, she'd discolored her breasts with dirt, reminding me of the old style face-paint I used to put on myself whenever I'd gone out hunting.

"Ok, so where'd we mess up?" Jack asked.

"Back there about thirty yards or so." Debra then led us back to the spot where she had placed her bright yellow panties.

"Fuck!" I said spotting them. "That's almost not fair!"

"Who said anything about her playing fair?" Jack stated.

"But they look like a damn flower or something," I shot back.

"Yes, maybe so, but they ARE in plain sight!" Debra said proudly. 

Jack merely looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. "You gonna argue with her?" He asked. "Good luck!"

We were close enough to the cabin that Debra once again darted off ahead of us.

"Any point in hurrying?" I asked.

"No, whatever she's up to now will be waiting for us. We might as well go along at our own pace, whatever will be...will be when we get there."

Debra was already coming out of the shower by the time we arrived. "Didn't think you two were all that attracted to my tree disguise," she told us.

"Wood Nymph disguise," I corrected her.

She liked that, "Yeah...Nymph, that's what I am alright, and you're going to supply me with the wood!"

"Before, or after we eat?" Jack asked.

"Oh baby, after you eat...me!" she again laughed leading us inside the cabin.

She'd certainly been busy since getting back, especially with showering. Debra had managed to slide most of the wooden furniture we'd used off to one side, putting all three of our air-mattress's together in the middle of the room forming one large bed. Even this she had covered with spare blankets and pillows so it looked all nice and cozy.

"First, the two of you shower, I'm not about to be sucking and licking two sets of sweaty, stinky balls! But as soon as you're done, get your asses in here, I'll be waiting for you!"

She made a point of informing us that showering together would make things go a lot quicker, she wasn't about to let either one of us dilly-dally along too long. I was amazed that I was actually feeling a lot more comfortable being in the nude around Jack, and more importantly, that his big thick cock no longer made me feel any less of a man than he was either. Once again it was as though Jack had been reading my mind as we stood there washing ourselves.

"Wish my cock was more like yours," he told me. I laughed.

"I've said the same thing to myself about yours," I admitted.

"Nah, you really don't want one this big," he said holding it up. "For one thing, not many women, as much as you hear that they do, really want to take on a cock this size. And secondly, you'd be surprised at how many women can't either. Debra's only one of two women I've ever been with that can handle all of it, and only then if we take it really slow until she can accommodate it. Not to mention the fact, that when she gives me a blow-job, it mostly consists of her just sucking in most of the head, unlike you...when I saw how she can much more easily take you in, something I'll never be able to experience."

I hadn't really thought about it in that way before, and realized how lucky I was to be perfectly "normal" perhaps. Still, it had been an interesting experience for me to actually jack one that size off, in a way, I could almost imagine it being my cock, and what it would feel like to have one that big to jerk off.

"Well? All squeaky clean are we?"

We were, and marched out of the shower side by side back into the cabin where Debra lie waiting for us.

"So, where do you want us? And what do we do?" her husband asked.

"Yeah, and for how long?" I added.

"Until sunrise," she said simply, and hearing that, I knew it was going to be another long night. "Now, the first thing I want to do is to enjoy both of your cocks together, side by side, so...come lay down over here," she said patting the area on the blanket where she wanted us.

It was an interesting position to get into. Laying at opposite ends from one another, she then had us scoot forward until we'd had to overlap our legs over one another until we were literally balls kissing one another. "Perfect!" she exclaimed after getting us to both inch even further in to one another than I thought was possible. I watched, felt and curiously enjoyed the sensation as she took each one of our cocks and placed them side-by-side, rubbing them together like two sticks.

"Hey, you trying to light a fire or what?"

"In a way...yes. Though the one burning between my legs right now is nice and hot already!"

She finally leaned over and began licking and attempting to suck the two of us simultaneously, and I was immediately reminded about Jack's comment back in the shower as it became clearly obvious that it was hard enough trying to mouth him let alone the two of us together, still...she managed it to a degree, which did feel deliciously wicked in a way, and looked even wilder while she did so. Debra mashed our pricks together, then licked them with the flat of her tongue up between them and down again, over and over, sometimes rubbing them back and forth against one another, sometimes taking the heads of our pricks and placing those against each other where she nibbled, sucked, or merely rubbed them back and forth against one another that way.

"She love's playing with dick," Jack observed as he sat up slightly watching her as she fondled the two of us together quite happily.

"Obviously," I said somewhat amused, sitting up in much the same way that Jack was in order to watch her.

"Should we play Star Wars?' she asked glancing towards me, but I'm sure the look on my face said it all. "Just kidding," she assured me, though she still managed to "cross swords" for a moment as though fencing with them.

"It's gonna be a long night," Jack said unnecessarily, "and the nights still young yet too!"

When Debra finally grew tired of man, or rather woman-handling the two of us together, she then announced what she next wanted to feel and experience for her own pleasures.

"One of you to fuck me, one of you to eat me all at the same time," she informed us. "Doesn't matter who starts where either, because I want both of you to do that to me!"

"Go ahead, I'll lick, you fuck," Jack told me. Debra had already placed, and spread herself there on the large bed she'd created in anticipation of doing this. Kneeling between her out-stretched legs, I managed to get most of my prick inside her as Jack crawled up on top of her as though the two of them were going to perform a "sixty-nine" which in a sense is exactly what they did as Debra took advantage of the fact that Jack's prick just happened to be in the vicinity of her mouth. Once again, it was an interesting sensation as well as observation for me to see Jack spreading the very cunt I was busily fucking with his hands, while exposing her precious pink clit to lick and suck on while I knelt there fucking her.

"Taste me," she said a few minutes later.

"What the hell do you think I'm doing?" Jack asked.

"That's not what I mean," she retorted back. "Pull Steven's cock out of me, and taste me on it, tell me what it's like."

Jack did so without saying anything further. And doing so quickly enough that I really didn't have much chance to respond to it one way or the other either. Though I had also learned by now, it wouldn't have made much of a difference either way. Debra was going to get, see and do whatever the hell she wanted for as long as she wanted it, or until sunrise finally came anyway.

"Taste's like sweet pussy on a man's prick," he told her. 

"On a sweet man's prick," she corrected him.

"Thank you...I think," I responded feeling foolish.

Jack didn't add to that which I was grateful for, shoving my cock back inside his wife's pussy instead.

"Ok, time to switch!" she announced several minutes later. As Jack had done, I now did, crawling up and over her with my head mere inches away from Jack's cock where it sat resting with it's enormously bulbous head just barely penetrating the opening of her now very wet pink glistening lips.




My First Bi-sexual Experience



I soon felt Debra's mouth and tongue begin their magical work once again, and gave up all pretense of fear or concern over Jack's cock, which had begun to slowly ease in and out of his wife's juicy snatch.

"Oh fuck that feels good!" she cooed happily. "Getting my clitty sucked, and my pussy fucked all at the same time!"

We continued on for several minutes, me licking, sucking, and very often watching Jack's enormous prick slipping in and out of his wife's cunt, which eventually became covered in her milky sweet froth that began clinging to him like wall paper.

"Now, your turn to taste me on him!" she said simply.

I knew it was coming, how could I not? Yet, I was surprised at myself, for I hesitated not, taking Jack's prick, just as he'd done with mine, hefting it out of her opening, slick and slimy with her juices, and his...and mine, and sucked it, then licked off the nectar which I found there, finding the taste wildly intoxicating, certainly decadent and wickedly delicious.

"Hmm, that's nice," she purred happily. "My two very naughty, very horny, very hot lovers!"

We ended that first round, which was the first of many, by her wanting us to jack one another off, me against her cunt, Jack against her tits, which this time he covered in copious amounts of thick creamy cum that ran like tiny rivers down over and between her tits long before he was finished. After that, she got a return massage from the other night, using the natural lubrication we had covered almost her entire body in before we were through.

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Two days later, we had packed up and left that place. Jack and Debra going their own way once again. I still wasn't sure I was committed to a career of being in the Forrest Service, I'd already half-concluded that you really had to be a bit of a strange duck to live that way, they certainly had been.

Still...