0 comments/ 141462 views/ 1 favorites Camping By: Phreaky1 We lay in bed catching our breath. The afterglow of sex strong in our faces, and the smell of sex pungent in the small bedroom. We lay there talking about the next weekend, when we would be camping with Bill and Lynn. “Do you think she will let me eat her Pussy?” Linda asked. “I hope so.” I replied. We talked until we were both excited enough to fuck again. Finally the weekend came and we were packing up to go on our trip. Bill and I were out in the driveway loading up the camper, while the girls were inside fixing food and organizing linens, pillows, and extra blankets. The Weather was unpredictable so we packed for anything. After doing several checks to make sure we had everything, we finally headed out on to the open road. We sang songs and talked about the pressures of the work week as we headed up higher into the mountains. Once we reached the campsite we unloaded as quickly as possible and began cooking dinner. After dinner we sat by the fire drinking wine and laughing. The conversation quickly turned to sex and we discussed in detail our likes, dislikes, and fantasies. Lynn began to talk about how much she hated her breasts. “The problem is, I never lost the fat of having Morgan, and although my belly is not big my tits are huge.” I think it must have been the wine, but I blurted out “I like them, sometimes I can’t help but stare at your chest.” Linda slapped my arm, but Lynn looked at me and smiled. “Have a good look then!” and with that she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over the top of her head. Lynn was famous for never wearing a bra, and as her shirt came off those beautiful full breasts bounced into view. “Better than I imagined.” I said. Linda, who was never to be out done, ripped off her shirt also. “What about mine!” She exclaimed. Lynn commented on the firmness of Linda’s breasts and then did something no one expected. She reached out and palmed Linda’s left tit. She caressed it, and lifted it, feeling the full weight of her tits. “Did you loose any sensitivity with Brittany breast feeding?” Lynn asked. “No” Linda returned and grabbed her other tit. She was obviously moved by Lynn’s attention on her tit. She massaged one nipple while Lynn massaged the other. Lynn bent her head to the nipple and licked and sucked for all she was worth. Linda reached out and pinched Lynn’s nipples. Bill and I watched in amazement as the two women got to know each other. The women moved to the picnic table as passion got the best of them. Linda sat on the table top as Lynn got between her legs and began kissing her. She kissed her lips, and down her neck, and made her way to the same nipple she had sucked minutes earlier. Down she went past her belly button to the shaved pussy I had shaved the night before. “Did you shave this pussy for me?” Lynn asked. “I did” I replied. Lynn bent her head down licked at my wife’s pussy. Linda moaned loudly and spread her legs wide apart. Linda used her fingers to spread her pussy apart so that Lynn could get to her clit. Lynn used fast little flicks of her tongue to beat a rhythm on Linda’s clit. Linda cried out as her orgasm started to hit. Her legs were shaking and her breathing was rough. Bill and I closed in and took a seat at the picnic table. We watched as the girls switched places. Lynn was pushed down with her breasts mashed into the wood of the picnic table. Linda the bigger of the two and obviously the more aggressive, bent Lynn over the table and spread her ass cheeks apart. She licked and speared her tongue into Lynn’s asshole as she fingered her pussy. Bill grabbed one of his wife’s boobs and kissed her as he massaged that nipple. I took a risked and grabbed the other one. Lynn leaned over and kissed me full on the lips. We battled tongues and I tweaked her nipple while my wife went to work down below. “She is licking my asshole!” Lynn whispered in my ear. “How does it feel?” I asked. “I want you in my pussy!” She replied. We arranged ourselves into a position where I was sitting on the seat with Lynn impaled on my cock and rocking back and forth. Linda and Bill had gotten together on the other side of the picnic table. I was in heaven, I was getting fucked by this gorgeous women in the outdoors, and my wife was getting banged by my best friend. I heard Bill hit his orgasm, and Linda squeal as his spunk shot up inside her. Lynn ground down hard on my cock as I tried to last as long as I could. I reached the point of no return and grabbed hold of Lynn’s butt cheeks as I speared my hard-on deep inside her cunt. We tore at each other as the orgasm hit. She bit my ear and clawed at my back. I felt the rush of cum erupt inside her and run down my balls. We all collapsed into a pile of breathing, sweaty bodies. After we regained our strength, we refilled our wine glasses and sat naked by the fire planning the rest of the weekend. Camping Day 1 My brother had died in January at the age of 37 after a long illness. His son Tom graduated in May. Joan, my wife's sister, had been married to Bill for two years before he became ill three years ago. The family had been frequent campers while Bill was healthy, and had purchased an old rustic cabin in a remote area of Minnesota as a getaway. They had only been there once in the past three years and Joan and Tom wanted one more trip to the lake before Tom left for boot camp. My wife, Amber, and I agreed to go with them for a week if we could find a sitter for the girls. One of Amber's other sisters took us up on the offer. We arrived at the lake around 10:00 pm after a long three-hour trip in the pickup. Amber had never done much camping, but since there was a cabin she thought it wouldn't be too bad. Well the cabin turned out to be four walls with a bed and a sofa. When she found out there wasn't even an outhouse she was ready to get back in the pickup for a return home. "At least we have electricity," I kidded as she headed off to the woods for a pee. We settled in for the night with Amber and I on the queen sized bed with Joan on the sofa and Tom on the floor. The morning was beautiful as we built a fire and cooked a big breakfast. We had the boat in the water by 9:00 and the first fish was hooked before 10:00. The gals, only a year apart at ages 28 and 29, were more interested in getting a tan than fishing. So after we stopped for lunch and a piss break they stayed on shore while Tom and I continued the fishing. "Make sure you give us some warning when you come to pick us up," Joan quipped. "We plan to get an all over tan this week." That made me want to stay and watch instead of fish, but somebody had to catch supper. The sisters are very much alike. Both are about 5'7" with dark hair and kind of small boobs. They have those legs and hips that were meant for childbirth. You know the ones that don't come too close together as they join. I noticed that neither of the gals had trimmed their bushes for their bikinis either. The afternoon went well as Tom and I got to know each other a little better. I had packed some beer and we sipped on a few while fishing. Tom had just turned 18 and was ready to leave for the Army. "So, you need to get back and give your girlfriend a little loving before you head out." "I don't have a girl and I really have only dated a couple of times, what with Dad being sick and everything." "Maybe we need to find you a hooker when we get back to town." I laughed. "We wouldn't want a virgin going off to war you know." "That would be fine with me." Tom said. "Maybe the uncles could chip in for a going away present." We picked up the girls at 7:00 and they were starved. When we got back to the cabin, the girls were going down to the lake for a bath while we cleaned the fish. Then they would cook while we cleaned up. As we were cleaning the fish down by the trees, I could hear the girls scream a little as they entered the chilly June waters. They weren't that far away so I went to take a peek. As luck would have it they were 30-40 yards away on the other side of a row of large bushes and I could get a pretty good view. I sent Tom for the binoculars and we both got a nice look at his stepmother and her sister as they washed. As we got undressed for our turn to bathe while the gals cooked supper, my cock was as hard as Tom's but not nearly as big. I am quite small at 5" and thin. Tom was sporting a good 7"-8" and pretty thick. "Wow, you've got too big a prick to not have been used yet. Watching those two has got us going and I haven't had any ass for a couple of weeks. You and your mom had better turn in early and maybe I can get a little by the fireplace before we go to bed." "What about me," Tom said. "I need to jack off or I'll never get to sleep." "Go for it now. You have some soap and I'd love to watch." He had already started playing with his cock and I could see it wasn't going to take him long to get off. I had never been with another guy when they were jacking off and I was mesmerized. I moved closer as his breathing got heavier and reached out to touch his balls. He started to come immediately and shot it all over my chest and arm. Just then the girls called that supper was ready. We cleaned up and went to eat. Tom was the first to go inside to get ready for bed and Joan soon followed. As we sat by the fire I started to play with Amber's tits and she didn't resist. This surprised me, as she is kind of a prude. She was a virgin when we married seven years ago and wasn't too adventurous in bed. "Does the outdoors make you horny?" "A little bit, but not as much as being spied on." "You saw us?" "I heard you in the bushes. Did Tom get a good look?" "We had the binoculars, so he sure did. I packed a box of rubbers. Should I get one from the cabin?" "Not here. Maybe we can get away alone somewhere in the boat tomorrow" she said as she started rubbing my cock through my shorts. "After all you sent Tom to sleep with a hard-on. It's only fair you suffer too." "Actually we took care of that in the lake." "WE took care of it??" "I rubbed his balls a little just before he came all over me. It was really exciting. He has a big cock and he's still a virgin. I told him his uncles may have to get him a hooker for a going away present." "How big is his cock?" Amber asked as she took mine from my shorts. "Two or three inches longer than mine and a lot thicker," I replied as she took my prick in her mouth for the first time in three or four years. It didn't take long for me to get to the point of no return. She pulled her mouth away and finished me with her hand as I shot my load all over the place. That didn't surprise me as she has never swallowed the few blowjobs she has given me. "You should try swallowing. I hear there's a lot of protein in come. You might like the taste." "Why don't you try it and tell me how it tastes. We'll be watching you guys tomorrow night," she said as she got up and went to bed. What did she mean by that? Day 2 The second day on the lake was very similar to the first. I suggested to Amber at lunch that we take a little boat ride, but she grinned and told me maybe tonight. When we got back to the cabin the girls headed for their bath and we went to our favorite spot to clean the fish. This time we took the binoculars with us right away. As the girls were splashing around Amber gave us some real good looks. It didn't appear that Joan was aware of the voyeurs on the other side of the bushes. Today, they even washed each others backs and when they were finished Amber gave Joan a big lingering hug and a kiss on the lips. That brought all four nipples to attention. Not to mention two cocks. I reached over and gave Tom's prick a little squeeze and he moaned. That drew a quick look and a wink from Amber. "You told her we watched them yesterday didn't you?" Tom asked. "Yep and it got me my first blow job in three years." "You lucky bastard. I hope she doesn't tell Mom or I'm dead." "Relax, your Mom probably hasn't had any action for a while any way and is horny as hell. You saw her nipples jump up when they rubbed against Amber. Let's go take a bath and take care of that boner for you." I washed quickly then moved behind Tom and started soaping his cock from behind. He let out a loud groan and I knew he wouldn't last long. My cock felt good nestled against his balls but I decided to move around front so I could watch him blow his load. That's when I heard some rustling in the bushes. I didn't know if it was just Amber or whether her sister was there too. As I slowly stroked his lathered prick I thought about what Amber had said last night about swallowing. I decided it was time for Tom's first blowjob and my first as a blower. He had his eyes closed as I rinsed off the soap and started licking his cock. "What are you doing?" "Do you want me to suck you off?" "I don't know. I'm not gay." "Neither am I, because I sure plan on getting fucked tonight. So what will it be my hand or my mouth?" "Suck it!" It was a stretch to get my mouth around the monster but I managed. I was probably only at for half a minute when he started jerking his hips. I managed not to gag as he pumped his load into me. I swallowed most of it but some trickled down my chin. I had tasted my own sperm before so the salty bitter taste was no surprise. "God, that was great," he said as he reached out and tentatively touched my cock. "Do you want me to help you out? I don't think I'm ready to suck but I could jack you off." "I think I am going to get a little from the wife tonight, but we can experiment in the boat tomorrow." With that we went up to get supper. Surprisingly, it wasn't ready yet. I guess both of the girls were in the bushes watching. Amber came up to me immediately and gave me a big deep kiss. "That's an interesting flavor of mouthwash you're using." she whispered as she squeezed my cock. "Don't forget to wear a rubber to bed tonight, because I need to get fucked." Tom and I went in to get ready for bed first and I slipped a rubber on my still hard cock as I pun on a pair of running shorts. "Make sure you're facing the bed tonight because Amber wants it. You know they were watching in the bushes tonight when I blew you" "So Mom knows we spied on them too?" "I'm sure she does. She also saw you get a blowjob. She has got to be horny as hell so you might want to keep your eyes on her tonight as well. I'm sure she has got to get off after our little show and the one that's coming. Try not to jerk off tonight so you will really need it tomorrow." "You're going to be fucking my aunt and my Mom is going to be masturbating on either side of me and you expect me to not jack off?" "Try to restrain. You will be rewarded tomorrow." We put out the fire while the girls got into bed. The lights went off and Tom and I made our way to our sleeping places. The bed was against one wall and the sofa facing it against the opposite wall. In between on the floor is where Tom's sleeping bag was. When I crawled into bed Amber attacked me. She grabbed my hand and put it on her soaking pussy. She wasn't wearing anything except he pajama top. I shoved a couple of fingers in her cunt and started moving them back and forth as deep as I could get them. Her ass was a foot off the bed trying to make them go deeper. I kissed her deeply as she groaned out her first orgasm of the night. As she was coming down from that, I brought my fingers from her cunt to my lips and leaned in to kiss her again. She had never wanted to taste her come and wouldn't kiss me after I had gone down on her because she thought it was gross. Tonight she joined me in licking the come from her fingers. She pulled my cock out of my shorts and said "Fuck me now." "The others are still awake." "I don't care. Fuck me hard." she begged as she moved under me. By now the blanket was no longer covering us and I looked over at Joan and she was watching intently. She was obviously masturbating. I drove in to the hilt and Amber gasped. I pounded her just like she likes it and she started coming almost immediately. I wasn't going to last long having been in a constant state of arousal for the past couple of hours. I kissed her to try to keep her screams muffled as we both came to shattering orgasms. After recovering, I got out of bed to get rid of my rubber. When I came back into the cramped cabin the smell of pussy juice was so strong I nearly passed out. "Would you straighten out my blanket for me?" Joan whispered as I walked by the sofa. I fixed her blankets and was surprised when she reached her arms out for a hug as I finished. "Thanks for the show," she said as she hugged me and ran her still damp fingers by my nose, "and good night." What will tomorrow bring? Day 3 As luck would have it I woke to a steady rain the next morning. No fishing this morning or possibly all day. I was kind of looking forward to messing around with Tom on the boat. Those thoughts got my cock stirring again, and I reached over to one of Amber's breasts. "MM.," she sighed. "Stop that, I'm horny enough already." She rolled to her side and smuggled her ass against my prick. That left her facing the sleeping Tom and Joan. "Look, Tom has a boner. It is big! I need to pee and wash up after last night. Want to go with me to the lake?" She said as she hopped out of bed not grabbing her running shorts but not bothering to put them on. I was right behind her as we headed out the door carrying our towels and soap. We made enough noise that I'm sure Tom was awake in time to see Amber's ass as we exited. As we headed for the lake Amber removed her top then squatted to take a piss. We washed ourselves rather quickly as the water was damn cold. I tried to make a pass at Amber but she said it was too cold and we needed to get inside and get the fireplace going now. We passed Joan as we were nearing the door. "I'm going to wash up," and I'll be right in. As we entered the cabin Tom quickly rolled on his back to hide his hardon. We got the fire going and Tom went outside to take a leak and wash up. Amber eyed his hard prick from the time he rolled over to the time he left the cabin. "Do you want some of that?" I asked as I hugged her from behind. "Wouldn't that upset you to see me with someone else?" "Did it upset you when I sucked him off? "No, it made me cream my pants." "What do you think Joan would think about a day of sex instead of fishing?" "She seemed pretty horny when you fucked me last night. It would probably do her good to get fucked. Take her mind off of loosing Bill." "You wouldn't mind me screwing her?" "Let's do it," she said as she headed for the bed and stripped of her clothes. I was right behind. "Oh my," Joan gasped as she entered the cabin seeing us making out in the nude on the bed. "Care to join us," Amber said as she sat up patting the bed. "Are you sure about this?" Joan said as she moved closer. "What do you think," I responded as I held my hard cock and showed it to her. "Get undressed before Tom comes in." With that she stripped and crawled into bed. We covered ourselves just as Tom opened the door. "Get under the covers so we can all warm up before the fire heats this place up," Amber said as she patted the little space left on the be beside her. I was in the middle with the sisters on either side of me. Tom's jaw dropped when Amber lifted the covers for him to crawl into and he saw she was nude. "One rule, you have to get naked before you get in the bed." Tom stared in disbelief before he took off his shirt and shorts sporting his huge prick. "I'll just watch so you two girls have ample room for his first fuck," I said as I hopped out of bed. Tom lay down on the bed between his aunt and stepmother. They both attacked him, kissing him and grabbing for his dick. They ended up licking his shaft from either side. He wasn't going to last long with this attention, so I gave Amber a rubber to prepare him for his first pussy. "You go first. You're his Mom," Amber encouraged. With that Joan crawled on top of Tom and slowly sank down on his prick. "It's been three years since I've had a cock inside me and you are a little bigger than your dad so let me get used to it. Oh my God it feels so good." she said as she started slowly rocking back and forth. "I love you Mom." "I love you too, son." "How would you like to taste your first pussy at the same time you fuck your first one?." Amber said as she lowered her dripping cunt over his mouth. The sisters hugged each other rubbing their tits together as Tom started pumping his cock into his stepmother. The girls started kissing frantically and Amber reached for Joan the entrance of Joan's pussy, where she rubbed her clit and Tom's pumping shaft. Joan moved her mouth to one of Amber's tits and began sucking. I reached behind Joan and started rubbing Tom's balls. That was all it took as he groaned and started pumping his load into the rubber. Neither of the ladies had come yet so they continued to hump against Tom's body. I thought Amber was going to suffocate the poor guy, but he continued to eat her pussy. "Let me get him ready for some more," I said as I grabbed a new rubber. I pulled his cock out of Joan's wet cunt and removed his full condom. His half hard cock was soaked in sperm as I took it into my mouth to revive it. Being an 18 year old it wasn't going to take long to bring him back to a full hardon. I reached up to finger Joan's pussy, only to find my wife's hand already buried in her cunt. Tom was ready for more so I put the rubber on and guided him back into his Mother's pussy. The three of them went at it in this position for another ten minutes before the girls both collapsed with their third orgasm. They rolled off of Tom and kissed passionately. They were spent. But there were two hard cocks that weren't taking that for an answer. "Take it easy guys, we have all week. Fifteen minutes won't kill you," Amber sighed as they played with each others boobs. "Why don't you guys fix us some breakfast to let us recuperate." "I still have my morning hardon, but you guys have all had a good come." "Or two or three," Joan added. "You always tell me the longer you make it last, the better it is," Amber quipped. We ate a nice breakfast and I settled down a little bit. Tom didn't relax much as having two nude women sitting around wasn't something he imagined before today. When we had finished eating everyone was ready for another round. "I have an idea that everyone but Joan may like, but she will get hers later," Amber suggested. "I'll kneel on the bed and Tom can screw me while Joan and I suck Stan's cock." "That works for me but I'm not going to last long." "I don't care how long you last as long as Tom hangs on long enough." With that Amber kneeled on the bed presenting her pussy to Tom. He wasted no time approaching her with his big prick. "I need a little warming up before you try to put that thing in me." I crawled into a 69 position and began eating on her pussy. She was wet in no time. I reached for Tom's cock and guided it into my wife's pussy. "Ahhh, it's so thick. Take it easy but don't stop." He continued to slowly fuck her as she lowered her lips to my throbbing cock. This wasn't going to take long and my wife was going to get her first taste of my come very shortly. Tom increased his pace as Amber sucked on my cock and Joan started licking my balls. I could see Tom's big cock sliding in and out of her pussy and she was dripping. I raised my head so I could lick her clit as he fucked her. Tom's balls slapped against my balls each time he drove into her. I started timing myself to lick his balls as he entered. That was all I could take and started pumping my load into Amber's mouth for the first time in the 8 years I had known her. She took the first two spurts then pulled her mouth away. The next couple of jets hit her in the face and her hair. By that time Joan had grabbed my cock and continued sucking me dry. "Harder!!! I'm coming! Ahhh," she cried as she bucked her as against Tom's cock. She collapsed on top of my face and Tom's cock popped out. I gently licked her pussy clean and she slowly turned to give me long kiss, savoring the taste of her juices. "I love you," she said. "I love you too." The rest of the week resulted in more sex than fishing, but Tom and I had to get to the boat just to recuperate. We all experienced anal sex and the girls ate their first pussy as all inhibitions were tossed side. Tom is now in the service and Joan is dating a farmer who has a bigger prick than Tom according to her. She decided not to sell the cabin after all and I can't wait for the week we are planning to go with her and her new boyfriend for a trip to the lake. Camping Geoff backed the trailer into the spot carefully. It was only their second trip and he was struggling with the motions necessary to get the camper in place. His wife and kids watched closely as the camper came to a halt. "Good" his wife, Jill, announced. Geoff turned off the Jeep and set the brake. His mind raced with the procedures to set up the pop-up tent and prepare the campsite. They were off to a later start, he had worked while Jill and the kids went to the mountains and staked out a spot. Jill and Geoff worked silently as a well oiled team while the kids scouted out the territory. It really was a pretty spot, right next to a stream in the middle of a forest about 7500 feet in elevation. The smell of pine filled the air as the sounds of birds and the stream started to unwind the tensions he felt between them. Jill was ticked that he worked so late that there was barely enough time to set up before bed time. He had gone to work at 4AM to be able to keep the day full enough to leave early. Somehow that did not work. The code he had been writing crashed the server and it took everyone several hours to find the problem. It all seemed back on track but he had his pager just in case. He also snuck his laptop in with the gear, maybe he could finish up just that one little piece. He snapped out of his revery as he realized that Jill was already unloading the Jeep and setting up camp. He hurried to catch up and they worked together in silence. Soon the camp was set up and it was time for supper. They ate and busied themselves with cleanup and preparations for bedtime in relative silence. It was a nice and relaxing time and soon the tensions dissipated as they continued to ease into their surroundings. It was a beautiful evening with a bright full moon. They told stories by the campfire and sipped gin and tonics. It seemed son incongruous that only a few hours earlier Geoff had been moving at a million miles an hour doing three things at once to set up the client web site for preview on Monday. And now this, soft breezes fanned the fire, birds chirped, the kids laughed and his wife snuggled closer to keep warm. All was well, the world was spinning on greased grooves. He looked around and marveled that they were in this beautiful place and no other campers were in site. He saw a brief movement out of the corner of his eye and turned to see what it was. He could not make out anything in the growing shadows but his dog was looking in the same place as he was, so it had to be something. He waited. Nothing appeared, "must have been a bird or a squirrel", he thought as he settled back down onto the log. As if by some unspoken agreement, they began to prepare for bed. The kids played with marshmallows and throwing sticks on the fire while Jill and Geoff cleaned up and got everything ready. Soon they were settling into their respective beds. Jill went about her usual chores and checked the kids etc. before getting undressed for bed. Finally, the lights were out and they snuggled together in the sleeping bag like spoons. Geoff began his ritual, slowly rubbing Jill's shoulders down her back squeezing her wonderful ass and rubbing her thighs. Then back up his hands went. Each pass he got more excited, his erection began to press into her butt and he felt her relax. He stroked her back and thighs spending more time on her but and thighs and less time on her shoulders. She seemed willing, "maybe tonight?", he thought. He slowly pulled on the back of her panties. "Honey, not tonight, the kids will hear" she whispered. "We can be quiet and careful" he whispered back. "No", she said and that was that. She moved a little away from him but he knew from experience that it might as well have been a mile. The fun was over. Unfortunately, he was passed the point of return. His cock throbbed in anticipation and already dripped pre-cum. He would have to take care of it or there would be no sleep tonight. He waited until her breathing deepened then slipped out of the bed. He put on his sandals and went outside of the camper dressed only in his shorts and sandals. It was night but the full moon made it as bright as day. Suddenly he was no longer tired but still very aroused. He decided to go for a quick walk and beat it in the wide open air. He rummaged through the camping supplies until he found the oil for the eggs, "That'll do" he thought as a brief flash of how that oil was used before kids crept into his mind. He had poured too much and she was covered and glistening in the moonlight as he rubbed her back and legs. Straddling her he slowly entered her as he rubbed her shoulders, she sighed and lifted to accommodate him. Soon they were engaged in the act. She grabbed the pillow as he braced his hands on either side of her. Each thrust bottoming out as she rose her oil covered ass to meet him. She shuddered and gasped as she was gripped in orgasm. Her spasms were too much and he came to filling her with his cum as spasms forced him to lay lightly on top of her barely supporting his weight. He stirred from his revelry, now he was even more turned on. Remembering life before children was always like that. Now he was lucky to get a hand job twice a month. Oh well, he thought. He still had Rosie. He saw the trail to the stream and walked down it in the moonlight carrying his bottle of cooking oil and humming the Jackson Browne tune "Rosie". The stream was running swiftly over the rocks, the smell was so fresh he felt invigorated. He looked around for a place to sit and to see if there was anyone in site. He saw a fallen tree with about three feet of sod beside the river. "Perfect" he said to himself and went over to it. He pulled his shorts off and stood there for a moment in sandals and nothing else. He looked around once more but no one was within miles. He could see the trail to the campground and would know if someone came by. He sat down on the grass and leaned against the tree. His cock still rock hard throbbed in the open air. He reached for the bottle of oil and saw hiking boots with red laces. In an instant his eyes ran up, wool socks, long muscled but definitely female legs, canvas shorts with rolled up hems, bare midriff, thin black t-shirt covering huge breasts, thin neck oval face, beautiful lips smiling, dark hair. His heart leapt in surprise/fear/embarrassment. "Whatcha doin?" she asked with a grin. He said the first thing that came to his mind. "Fishing" he replied as his face began to grow red. She laughed and said "Quite a pole you got there, but where is the line?" His mind raced for a witty response but his predicament made him fairly dull. "Guess I forgot it" was all he said. She laughed again, "Guess I'll let you off the hook then" she said as she winked at him. "I planned on skinny dipping, want to join me?" She asked as she bent over to take off her boots. He looked at her as she bent over and saw her cleavage fully. He could see her nipples were hard and he longed to see all of her. Still she looked somewhat familiar. He tried to place it when it dawned on him. She looked just like Laura Croft from that video game. Then he remembered that she had asked a question and was again looking at him waiting for an answer. "Sure", he said "but won't the water be friggen cold?" "You'd be surprised, she said and began finished unlacing her boots. She slowly stood up and lifted a leg to take first one sock off then the other. He movements were the most erotic thing he had ever seen. She was extremely flexible and simply lifted each foot to her waist to take the sock off, giving him a great view up her very short shorts. In spite of the fear and embarrassment he felt himself begin to get hard again. She saw it move and really poured on the tease. She ran her hands up the full length of her long tanned legs and briefly caressed her thighs before working on her belt. She slowly undid it and pulled it out of her shorts. As she did so, a knife holder fell from her waist. Without thinking, he reached out and caught it before it hit the ground. On second glance it was not a knife, it looked more like a holder for mace, round leather with something snapped inside it. She reached her buttons and he looked back at her. His eyes riveted to the tease she was giving. She unbuttoned her shorts and slid them slowly down he hips, revealing her neatly trimmed bush. "Commando" he thought briefly as the tease continued. He found he could do nothing but stare as she peeled the shorts down her incredible legs. As she stepped out of the shorts his gaze returned up her now naked lower half to the top. She slowly crossed her arms in front of her and pulled the t-shirt off revealing the perfect breasts. He was now sure they were perfect. Brown areola's the size of a coaster surrounded nipples as hard and thick as a thumb. "Wow" he said in spite of himself. "Thanks" she replied with a wink, "I guess I don't have to ask if you enjoyed the show as she looked down at his once again rock hard throbbing cock. She reached her hand down to help him up. He stood and realized he still held her container. He looked down at it and realized it was not mace but not a flashlight. "What is it?" he wondered as she handed it back to her. "I might want that" she said as she opened the top and pulled out a shiny black vibrator. She turned the base and her could hear the buzzing as he laughed in spite of himself. She turned and walked down the path. He followed. They walked a short distance beside the river until they reached the base of a waterfall. The water had a mist rising up about two feet above it. She went to the edge and stepped into the pool. Bracing himself for the cold, he followed. The first two feet were icy cold but then the water had a warm spot. "There is an underground thermal here" she said, "a natural hot tub". He quickly joined her in the middle as the warm water surrounded him. She began to swim toward the water fall and then straight into it. He watched in surprise as she disappeared. He really had no choice. He followed her into a cave. It was dark out of the moonlight and smelled faintly of sulfur. The water was much warmer here but bearable. She was sitting on the edge unrolling a blanket that had been stashed in the corner. She broke a plastic stick and was bathed in the soft glow of greenish yellow light. See beckoned him to sit beside her. As he sat down he realized how much this was turning him on. He had now had two or three full erections without coming and was sitting in a natural cave hot tub next to an incredibly beautiful woman. He felt himself grow even harder as his cock began to pulse in anticipation. She smiled at him and said "Let's help with that fishing you started" She slipped back into the water and came up between his legs. Her head found his cock and she sucked it entirely into her mouth before he could think. It took only an instant before he felt himself cumming into her throat as she swallowed his load. She stood up and moved beside him before he fully realized what had happened. Disappointment spread across his face as he began to think it was already over. She smiled at him and said "Now you can concentrate on the main event. I'm feeling a little urgent myself though, would you mind?" She asked as she began to run her hands up her thighs to her glistening lips. Needing no further urging, he slid into the water and was between her legs in an instant. His lips followed the trail up her thighs that her hands had taken. She moaned softly and since she said it was urgent he dove straight for her lips. He sucked her gorgeous lips into his mouth full and went for her clit. She grabbed his hair pulled his head roughly against him and came quickly as his tongue found its mark. She shuddered and let go of his head as he moved away. "Thanks" she said, "I needed that". "No problem, I needed it also" he replied. He looked at her as she leaned back on her elbows. He body was the absolute picture of perfection in his minds eye. She practically glowed with sensuality. She began to hum softly. The song itself seemed to arouse him, he had never heard the tune but it was so hot he felt his cock throbbing to life with its rhythm. As she began to sing it out loud he knew he had to have her again, now. His arms and legs began to feel weak as he started towards her. She pushed him over and jumped on top of him. He could not even rise to meet her as she lowered herself fully on him. The song swam in his head as her heat engulfed him. He felt the buzzing against his ass and felt it slip inside him almost as a second thought. She began to sing loudly as she rocked on top of him. His ass was buzzing with the vibrator and his mind was unable to do anything to help or stop it. Then it began. He felt the heat inside of him starting from his very core. His mind swam with the intensity of it the orgasm was so strong in its building that it scared him a little. The fear charged it even more as it built stronger with each note closer each time her pelvis slammed down on his. He felt hands holding his ankles and stoking his thighs while she held his shoulders and fucked him with an animalistic intensity. He could feel the vibrator being used by strange hands to fuck him now as she rode him slamming down with near painful intensity on his cock. The intensity built inside him until he could feel it now nearing the top building inside his balls fighting its way out. Urged on by the stroking and the singing until in a flash of light he came. He screamed at the intensity. His screams joining her song in a macabre duet. His body convulsed and he thrashed wildly coming inside her over and over. He passed out with the intensity. When he awoke hours later he was laying against the tree as she had found him. His now flaccid member in his hands. He looked around and she was gone. As he pulled on his shorts he wondered if it was a dream. Until he rubbed against his tender ass and knew it was not. In the moonlight on the water he saw her face looking at him, laughing then disappear in a ripple as if a stone was thrown in the water. "Mental note to self, find out everything you can about aiads." he committed this to memory as he crept back into the trailer and into their bed. ********************** Please send comments to the email address in my profile. I'm a new author and would love to hear some feedback. Camping The wind rustled through the trees and creatures scurried about in the darkness. Night was upon them. The faint glow from the dying campfire cast shadows against the walls of their tents. She was having a hard time getting to sleep. She could hear soft, muttering words coming from the tent next to hers. She could just imagine what was going on in there. As if to clear her mind of those thoughts, she shook her head and burrowed deeper into her sleeping bag. She knew that she should have never come, that this weekend would have turned into "them" instead of "her and me". And what made it worse was at the last minute, her date had cancelled. Something about work and not being able to get decent airfare. That made her stomach turn violently. It was just unfair. Those sounds should be coming from her tent as well. Her soft moans being unleashed, her sleeping bag moving around underneath her. Unfair. She drew the sleeping bag up, over her ears and closed her eyes. Within minutes she was asleep. * ** She was struggling in her dream, against hands that were holding her down. Opening her mouth to scream, she turned over and woke to find a hand over her mouth. Not being able to breathe, she opened her eyes and stared into darkness. Without thinking, she bit. Hard. She heard a muffled curse and then the hand was jerked away from her. She sat up quickly and tried to get out of the sleeping bag. Hearing movement beside her, she tried getting the sleeping bag off her but wasn't quick enough. It tangled at her feet and kept her from fleeing. The hand came back and fastened itself at her side. Another hand came out and grabbed her other side. Before she knew it, she was sitting in the person's lap. She smelled him. Inhaled his scent. It was him. How in the world had he gotten here? How did he know where she was? In the instant that she recognized him, his lips crushed against hers and all her thought was lost. The flight or flight response was still left in her system and left her breathless. She kissed him back, full force, her tongue curving and writhing against his. His heart was slamming against his rib cage as he plunged his hand into her hair and pulled her head back. His mouth left hers. Then she felt his tongue on her neck. Tracing up and down, over the curve of her jaw. Around and up to her ear. He grabbed her earlobe with his teeth and tugged. On a sharp intake of breath, she put her hands up on his chest and tried to push away. He was stronger and held her in place. She had so many questions, that she wanted to ask, racing through her mind. But his lips were back wrecking their usual torment on her mouth. His tongue swiped hers and she swiped back. She lashed out with her teeth, biting his bottom lip and then soothing the brand with her tongue. She heard the groan emanating from the back of his throat. His hand left its comfortable nest in her hair and traveled down her side. It came back up to cup her breast through her nightclothes. She wasn't wearing much. The sleeping bag had been very warm. Shorts and a tee shirt hugged her every curve. His thumb traveled over her nipple sending shivers into her very core. She could feel the soft humming start deep inside her somewhere. His hands went down to the hem of her shirt and pulled it roughly over her head. His hand found her, bare this time. He brushed over her nipple again, but firmer this time. Then he caught it between thumb and forefinger and rolled it between them. Tugged on it. Drew it to a sharp peak. And then he caught it with his teeth and laved it with his tongue. He could hear her gasps for air, the soft purring sound coming from her throat. He swept over it again and had her arching against him. Her hands came up to grasp at his hair, pulling his head closer to her breast. He took the entire nipple into his mouth and sucked. His mind was reeling, full with her scent and of her passion. His free hand found her other breast and clamped down around it. Teasing that nipple to tautness he munched on the one he had in his mouth. She was rocking softly against him. Her hips grinding into him. She could feel his hardness against her and ground down again. Suddenly, she was laying down, on the sleeping bag, her shorts being ripped from her. She still couldn't see him, the dark was a cloak around them. But she could feel him. His hot breath against her thigh. His tongue licking the creamy white skin on the inside of her leg. And then, she was arching up, into his mouth. His tongue lashed out at her clit and she stifled a scream. He was devouring her. His tongue couldn't reach far enough into her, couldn't lick her clit hard enough. His lips created pressure around her, drawing her soft folds into him. His hands dug into her hips and raised her higher, against his mouth. He brought her legs up to rest on his shoulders. She dug her heels into his back and hung on. With his hands free, he used them to his advantage. With one, he used his fingers to spread her lips open until her clit was uncovered. He licked slowly and lazily over it. She bucked slightly against his mouth. Her breath was coming raggedly now. He knew she was close. He licked over her again. Then, with his other hand, he plunged two fingers deep inside her. She was so hot and wet. His mind was spinning again. The tightness in his jeans threatened to explode. He was rock hard for her, had been since he'd gotten on the plane. He was aching and wanted to embed himself in her softness. She thrashed against him, making his fingers come out of her. He swore silently and reached up to firmly plant them inside her again. But something made him change his mind. He continued to lick over her clit slowly. He suckled it as he had with her nipple. He traced, with his fingers, her swollen outer lips and then swabbed them over her core. Her sweet nectar was flowing out of her at this point. He used his fingers to collect it. After he was satisfied with the amount of lubrication he had from her, he softly traced lower. Down to her tight, brown ass hole. He wiped his two fingers over her, depositing her wetness. She sucked in a breath and held it. He felt her whole body go rigid. He stopped what he was doing and concentrated on her clit. He sucked it gently and then rubbed over it with his tongue. He licked over it and then down to her hole. He thrust his tongue inside her and struggled to lick the very intimate, inside part of her. His fingers took their place at the opening of her back door. He brought his tongue back out and dragged it up to her clit. He took it in his mouth and waited. When he heard her starting to breathe again, he thrust his fingers inside her. His mouth clamped down around her clit. In that simultaneous moment where fingers were inside her ass and her clit was being sucked on by his mouth, she came. And not quietly. A scream ripped through her lungs and escaped her lips. She was clutching at him with her heels and her lower body was spasming. Her clit was actually throbbing in his mouth. He was filled with utter satisfaction. She was slamming herself against him, her cum attaching itself to his chin, her taste was sweet and musky. Her ass hole was clenching around his fingers. She was thrusting against them, trying to get them farther into her. Another sound came from her then, a deep growling moan that stayed just on her lips. Not even a second later, she was dislodging her legs from his shoulders and squatting beside him. Her hands came out to rip at his jeans. He stood up so she could get them off. They fell to the sleeping bag. As he looked down, he felt his underwear being pulled off as well. Then, there was only sensation. A hot, wet, slippery sensation that could have only been her mouth. She was sucking on him desperately. Her hands cupped around his balls and pulled softly. He could hear her soft sucking sounds and it was making him crazy. She was taking him fully into her mouth. The tip of his cock was hitting the back of her throat. He could feel her working the back of her throat to accommodate him. One hand slid around to his ass and traced the outline of his crack. He threw his head back and groaned. She was sucking hard now, up and down. The tip of his cock enveloped inside sweet, velvety lips. And then, he was fully ensconced inside her molten mouth. Again and again, he pumped inside her mouth. She licked and sucked until he couldn't take it. Before she had the chance of drinking his orgasm, he wrenched away from her. In one solid movement, he was down on the sleeping bag and pulling her with him. Getting her on her back, he pulled her legs up. She bent them at the knees and drew them up closer to her sides. He pushed at her knees, so that she would spread fully for him. He was not completely over her before he took her, harshly. The force of his cock slamming into her took her by surprise. Sucking in a breath, she found his hips with her hands. She urged him on, to slowly and thoroughly fuck her. He drew out completely and then thrust back inside her. He continued this for a few moments and then changed his rhythm. He left the tip just inside her and then slammed against her. She could her their skin meeting everytime he plunged into her. She could also feel his balls slapping her ass hole. Her nails dug into his skin at his hips. He kept that pace up for awhile. She let go of his hip and struggled to find her hot, wet swollen button. Her fingers found it and started to rub over it while he kept on his ravishing path. He picked up the pace and changed his motive. He didn't withdraw all the way now, just half way and slammed himself into her. Her fingers moved more frantically over her clit. Her other hand was still making his skin on his hip its home. She could hear his soft groans coming quicker now. She felt the release building up inside her again. He was going to come inside her. He plunged and thrust into her, faster and faster. She was lifting her hips to meet his brutal assault. His breath was catching. She flicked her fingers over her clit once, twice and was thrown headlong into her climax. He followed her, penetrating her hard and exploding into her. He gave a brief shout and rode the wave. She could feel him emptying into her. Her breath matched his in short, quick gasps. He felt her muscles contracting around his cock, milking him for every last drop. He dropped his head on her shoulder and shuddered. *** Sometime later, she rested her head on his shoulder. She was finally sleepy. He held her firmly at his side. Blanketed by their sleeping bags, they fell asleep together, in the tent, under the stars. Camping - A Magic Waterfall Ross had told Jonni of a "magical spot" nearby that they should visit. It was a small creek that had over the years, carved a gash through the cliffs in a 200' plunge to the lake. The cascading waters have created Fletcher Falls. There was a constant mist in the air no matter what season and those mists promoted the growth of huge ferns, clumps of moss and hanging vines that supported many pretty wild flowers in the summer season. If those flowers were orchids, the MOST SEXUAL of all plants with its labia like petals and clitoral-like stamen, Ross had often thought the place would be perfect. Nevertheless, it was a place where "you would expect to see a Hobbit or two hunkered down from the spray under a fern frond," and Ross wanted to show this spot to her. For the first time since they started dating though, Ross realized that in spite of the attractive pluckiness that Jonni had in such great amounts, it would be a very difficult job to get from the nearest road down to the beach if one was navigating the trail with only one leg. His solution was to rent a boat. It would be available in the nearby town and he had charged Jonni with the task of getting some picnic goodies in town while he checked the boat arrangements. They actually awoke early this day in spite of continuing their passionate appreciation of each others minds and bodies until well past 1:00AM last night. Ross got some coffee brewing and woke Jonni with some sweet touches and kisses to her face and neck and hair. And instead of stimulating what was becoming her number one sexual "button", Ross only whispered in her ear how much he AND she enjoyed the feeling of his man-soft-large hands cupping the end of her severed leg and massaging, all the while, using a finger to titillate and stimulate her dripping womanhood. But there was a "program" for the day and Ross promised Jonni that she would enjoy what was in store for the rest of the day AT LEAST as much, if NOT MORE, than what she was enjoying now. After crutching to the washroom and enjoying a light breakfast together, Jonni sent Ross away while she got dressed for the day. In anticipation of a sunny day and some swimming, she wore a two piece swimming suit and decided to dress over in a silk, very loose, Asian style blouse that could be tied at the waist. She was thus able to accentuate her sweet, supple breasts that were, according to Ross, "the perfect shape and size for a female's breast to be" (and according to her, becoming firmer, rounder and more sensual because of the upper body exercise she regularly gets as an amputee and a full-time crutch walker). Down below, she chose a pair of tight-white-low-riding-jeans that she had previously altered by stitching in a snug stump pocket. For now, she slipped into a white summer sandal with modest heel; just enough height to ensure that the calf muscle in her remaining leg pushed curvaceously on the jean. The effect both accentuated her stunning, long, right leg AND the existence of her stump that she was becoming more and more proud to display. She was pretty sure that when she opened the van doors and hopped out she would be "very pleasurable" to Ross' eyes. And she was right. Ross actually dropped the hatchet and walked instantly into her arms. He engulfed her in that enjoyable soft-bear-hug that he did so well. It made Jonni feel secure and safe, to feel desirable and horny and to feel weak and strong all at the same time. She cooed with pleasure and the sound melted together with Ross' deep rumblings of contentment. Main Street in Fletcher is only 2 blocks long and the Marina is at the east end of the street. Ross parked centrally. Jonni knew what she wanted for the picnic and Ross had shown her the stores. What she needed to buy would fit into the backpack that she swung into after Ross helped her hop down from the van. Jonni didn't even reflect on the fact that she was stepping out into a totally strange situation, looking knock down drag 'em out gorgeous, on only one leg and crutches, in a place where she didn't know a soul other than Ross, and she felt marvelous. She felt so good that she felt urgings in her crotch as she crutched off to the Bakery and Ross let out a soft wolf whistle that she heard and that for sure created some urgings in her crotch. As arranged, Ross was waiting with the van at Jonni's last stop. The boat was ready; Jonni had the picnic and was certainly ready to go for a magical boat ride. Ross was just happy to see this spectacular woman who had chosen him to become so personal with. "The stage was set", they say, "for a fine day!" As the two of them pulled out of the bay, Ross was able to show Jonni their destination off in the far distance. But he got Jonni in the Captain's seat and directed her on a leisurely cruise past some lakeshore sights. The lake had a just noticeable gentle swell that acted as a relaxing massage. It certainly contributed to the sexual excitement that was in the air by getting Jonni and Ross even more into a mood of physical SENSATION. Ross showed Jonni how to approach the creek-mouth from the north where there was a secluded small beach and a bit of shade. It was also just a few feet from the trail that Ross wanted to walk on with Jonni to the waterfall chasm, and magic. Lake level was about 200' below a rugged trail down from the upper car park. That's why Ross knew that having Jonni drive into this spot in a boat would be more meaningful, and enjoyable, than having her hike one legged down a mountain trail even though he believed she would have willingly attempted it. She carefully guided the boat in and Ross jumped off the bow with a line. In seconds he secured the boat and was wading, waist deep, back to the boat. Jonni had grabbed her crutches and the beach bag and had seated herself on the gunwale and was waiting for Ross to help her swing out and off of the boat. He stood about waist deep in the water so his face was about level with Jonni's tightly clad, beautiful crotch and leg. She lifted her stump and gently poked it into his chin before she swung her long leg in an exaggerated manner over top of his head and brought it to rest on his shoulder. He probably caught a scent of the womanhood that she was emitting. Not being a shy one either, Ross quickly snatched and playfully ravaged her velvet mound with his mouth an impossible feat if she had two long legs. Raising his head from her crotch, he smiled and laughed and lifted her high, swinging her gently away from the boat and into the water. She gasped as the cool lake momentarily quenched her love fires. Ross reached back to grab her crutches and bag, then he grabbed Jonni tight around the right side and hopped her into shore. He threw down the blanket while Jonni shook like a cat and water poured from both the hem of her right leg and the bottom of the pant "pocket" that clung to her stump. With a pouty look, one of a person who is most used to high maintenance and finds oneself in a situation of complete and utter unpleasantness, Jonni put her hands on her hips as she hopped to balance and "scolded" Ross for having now made her "get out of these wet jeans mucho-fast or they would dry so tight they'll never come off, and then where would we be?" In the time it took Ross to do a few security things with the boat and to bring the picnic basket ashore, Jonni had shed the wet jeans and the wet-droopy-blouse and stripped to her shiny-racy-white-bikini with gold and black embroidery. She had "posed" herself in the sun, on the blanket, leaning back on her right arm, with her long-slender right leg stretching forever south. That leg was then "crowned" with a sexy, small foot and five stunningly-red-toes. If Jonni had had two legs, to achieve the look Ross was presently savoring, she would have had her left leg spread wide, in the "other direction." That image is not as pretty for sure as looking at Jonni's tanned nub of a stump, seemingly stretched, as wide for sure, perhaps even wider, but without another leg to spoil the view. She looked unbelievably classy! Her dark summer tan created a magnificent contrast to her swimming suit. Adding to the perfect image before him was the fact that even her short stump was tanned. The Doctors had done a great job in removing any ugliness from an ugly situation and had created a perfectly round tipped stump. It hung, loose and unsupported from her hip and jiggled when she moved. It also seemed to sway in the breeze and of course it occasionally moved of its own volition like some sort of appendage seeking a meaning and a use. Jonni and Ross were certainly finding out on this camping trip the many uses to which her stump could be put. Her stretched out right leg looked even longer and more elegant than a normal leg because by comparison, it was totally unique and totally without comparison. It seemed so lithe, so silky and soft, so strong, so long, so curvaceous, and so desirous. Ross was awed by the beauty before him and his swollen shorts hurt badly! Ross was still in his shorts! He had fallen far behind her and he desperately needed to rectify the situation. But Jonni grabbed his leg and pulled him down beside her right side where she began to undress him. With one hand she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it off his back. With the other hand she slowly began massaging his cock and loosening the zipper in a slow tease. When the moment came that she could insert her hands into Ross' shorts, she was surprised to find that Ross was not wearing any underwear! (Maybe he hadn't fallen so far behind after all!) She gently squeezed with glee his engorged manhood and then began a gentle tickling motion of his balls as she continued to remove his shorts. With Ross now down beside her, Jonni turned on her right side, nuzzling her face close to her work at hand, and as she dropped Ross' shorts, she swallowed his manhood. She massaged his cock with her tongue and pursed her lips so gently around his penis while she sucked up and down on his cock. For a moment she wondered if Ross got as much pleasure sucking her stump as she got sucking his "stump." Ross lurched in pleasure and collapsed his mouth on Jonni's stump and began chewing and sucking and kneading down with his tongue to where he could feel the short stub of bone left from her amputation. It was now Jonni's turn to lurch in pleasure. She shuddered and turned her face to Ross's and pulled him to her into a deep, passionate, bone-sucking kiss. They were literally slobbering kisses over each other. Without losing a moment's passion, Ross raised Jonni to a sitting position and he sat beside her until they broke for a gasp of air. Each shuddered! And at that moment, Jonni came! Ross quickly massaged his hand into the space between her slender thigh and stubby and squeezed. She came hot and wet into his hand for what seemed like minutes. "Oh my God, that's better than all, and there have been lots of orgasms in the last month or so", she thought. The two of them were entwined in the arms of total physical pleasure and exhaustion. Perhaps they dozed off. But the sun had noticeably moved to a shadier aspect when Jonni opened her eyes and began nudging her stump into Ross' thigh. "You've said this was a magical place with Elves and stuff," she whispered into his ear. "Well, dear Sir, I am ready to see some more magic. Needing nothing more than a sock and boot for Jonni's right leg, the two of them somewhat slowly got it together to venture off to "Hobbit Land." The sandy beach for the first few yards caused a bit of problem as Jonni's crutches sank when she placed her full weight on the handles. The trail when they reached it was solid and mostly free of hazards other than an occasional tree root that could snag a crutch or trip a passerby. Even though the trail was wide enough for two side-by-side-walkers, Jonni felt better knowing Ross was inches behind her in case she slipped. But she didn't slip and the walk was only a couple of hundred yards anyways. As they walked up the canyon, the temperature dropped, the colors got greener, browner and richer and a damp, cool mist started to envelope them. Both felt elated, like their senses were anesthetized and their torrid composures began to cool down. At that moment, Ross stopped Jonni at the beginning of her leg-swing-through and whispered, "perhaps we should see if OUR PASSION could turn all this coolness to steam!" That cracked them both up as they rounded the last bend and ................ there was the grotto. Jonni stopped short. This "allowed" Ross to "crash" into her pert bottom. He reached around and down below her breasts and under her crutches and squeezed her. Softly, but STRONG! Her leg actually gave a small shudder (again! already!). Ross gently glided the two of them to a ledge just a few feet away on the right and they sat on the cool damp rock. They were both awed at the spectacle of the cascading waters, the flying mists and the COMPLETE SENSOUSNESS of the spot that they were a part of. In silence, Ross began nudging and rubbing Jonni's neck with his nose. Jonni's back arched allowing an opportunity for Ross to gently grab her breasts and begin speaking love to this "perfect" female. The crispness of the cool mists and the torrid warmth coming from their pleasure surrounded both of the lovers in another passionate moment of "connection". When they got back to the blanket, Jonni cooed to Ross that "the kisses in the grotto, my sweet man, were "magic." I now believe in magic because I really don't remember crutching back here with you." "You didn't sweet Jonni; I carried you back here to the blanket! I love you!" Camping Adventure It was all I could do to not to slip up behind her and slide my cock into her wet pussy but I couldn't bring myself to interrupt what was going on. It was so hot watching your head bob up and down on his cock while you were thrusting your hips against the fingers in your pussy. By the look on his face I knew she was giving his cock the special treatment. She has her talented mouth on his cock and I can only stroke mine as she pleases him but it is so hot to watch her do what she enjoys. By now I don't know if this has gone on for a few minutes or a few hours but I can see that my wife wants more than his fingers in her pussy. She sits up on her knees and takes the fingers that were in her pussy and licks the juice off them and kisses him on the mouth letting him taste her pussy on his lips. She pushes him back against the couch and throws a leg over his lap straddling him. I see her reach down between her legs but I can't see in the shadows. I see her moving her hand back and forth and I have to assume she is rubbing his cock against her wanting pussy Its dark and they are in the shadows so I do not know what he is about to stick into my wife's pussy but by way her body tenses up and her back arches I have to assume her tight little pussy is being stretched to its limits. By now her pussy should be thoroughly wet but she doesn't get all of it in. She rises up and works it around and slides back down but this time he grabs her by her hips and pulls her down as he thrusts up inside her. My usually quiet wife lets out a deep moan as she gets all his cock inside her. By the look on her face in what little light there is I can see she is completely filled by the cock in her. Now she slowly begins to work herself up and down little by little. Each time moving higher and higher taking longer strokes on his cock. Finally she is able to take full strokes and grinding her hips back and forth each time she hits bottom. My sweet innocent wife has turned into quiet the slut tonight and all I can do is watch since I am the one that told her if she has an opportunity like this to take advantage of it She picks up her pace and is ramming his cock inside her like she is on a mission as the first waves of orgasm hit her. As it builds she almost collapses on top of him. Once she catches her breath she goes back at it but this time she gets a little too far forward and it popped out of her and I saw what has been inside my sweet wife making her moan like a woman possessed. I lay there in disbelief seeing what she had buried inside her. It looked like one of our biggest toys we play with on occasion. She reaches behind her, wraps her fingers around it and aims it straight back at her pussy as she slides down taking it all the way inside her with ease. This time she settled all the way down and started grinding on it rocking her hips forward and back. I could hear her breaths get shorter and her moans were almost deep growls. I knew that my wife was just about spent riding her big cock. All the while he had her by the hips grinding into her tight pussy. I could hear his breaths get faster as he fucked my wife. This is almost more than I can take as I stroked my cock watching her fuck. Their motions got faster as I heard my wife completely out of character say to him "cum in me I want to feel your hot cum in fill my pussy This was more than he could take. I saw his head go back as he pulled her by her hips and shoved his cock deep into her. Knowing my wife like I do I knew as soon as she felt the first spurts of his cum it would send her over the edge and it did. Her body tensed up as her orgasm hit. I thought she would rip the cushions of the couch with such an intense orgasm. I couldn't tell if her moans were pain or pleasure but either way she wasn't stopping. Her orgasm seemed to last forever and at this point I couldn't hold back any longer and came to the sounds of them fucking. They finally came down from their lust filled high and I heard them whispering but couldn't make out what they were saying. After a few minutes I heard the door close and I pretend to be asleep as my freshly fucked naked wife crawled into bed beside me She snuggled up to me throwing her leg over mine and pressing her pussy against my thigh like she usually does but after what she had inside her it was hotter than normal. I stirred just a little and asked her where she had been. As I felt their mixed cum run out of her pussy onto my leg she whispered I will tell you in the morning as she drifted off to sleep I can't wait until she tells me about her little adventure in the morning and maybe afterwards I will tell her I saw the whole thing and that I made myself cum while watching her take his big cock.