5 comments/ 84249 views/ 19 favorites Denise & the Camping Trip By: maxmaypo As several women hung on to me I watched as one guy after another took my wife in various ways and made her cry out with surprise and pleasure. I struggled against the women holding me down with their naked bodies but it was to no avail. I was forced to watch as my wife, Denise, sustained multiple orgasms as one man after another took her in ways that were driving her wild. What was happening to Denise had been planned for months unbeknownst to either of us. And now Denise's need for men with enormous penises was being satiated...repeatedly. Denise and I had been best friends with our neighbors Gwen and Ben. Denise and Gwen went swimming together all the time, and Ben and I would swap beers, stories, and visits to the local Detroit sports teams or to local sports bars to share all three loves: beers, stories and sports. We got together as often as two couples could and formed an intimate connection between the four of us. Ben and Gwen were both very physical as were Denise and I. It was nothing to hug each other, lean on each other, or touch each other. When we would get together for our bi-weekly movie nights on Fridays, it was nothing for Gwen and me to have fallen asleep against each other and vice versa with Denise and Ben. When we would go clubbing together once a month the girls would wear sexy outfits and Ben and I would often exchange dances with Gwen and Denise. When I danced with Gwen she would press herself close to my body and we enjoyed the close contact as did Denise with Ben. We all engaged in a lot of flirting and physical playfulness. We soon became so comfortable with each other, however, that in the heat of one summer night in Detroit the girls persuaded us to strip down to our skivvies when the A/C couldn't handle the heat. So we started having movie night in our underwear, with the girls wearing t-shirts and panties and Ben and I wearing boxer briefs and bare-chested. Sometimes that led to humorous situations when we all dozed off. Invariably as guys Ben and I would wake up with erections tenting our boxer briefs or sometimes poking through so the full naked erection was visible. And similarly either Denise's and Gwen's face or hands would be on, near or against our erect penises. After the first time this happened we all agreed to stay dressed in at least shorts, but the humid heat of that particular summer's evenings soon had us back in our underwear again and all of us agreeing that we had no problem with the occasional exposure. It didn't mean the end of the world or of our movie nights. It had however ratcheted up the intimacy factor. This continued for months, even through the winter when it was definitely cooler and there was no need to be so undressed. I think the level of sexual attraction had been raised between the four of us. I think what finally helped us to cross the line was a little too much champagne and an erotic movie. Denise and Gwen had been shopping earlier in the day, and the store had been giving out free samples of champagne. They both loved it and purchased two bottles each to be shared that evening. We had eaten very little before we settled down to watch 'Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down', which Denise and Gwen had picked out. That movie is quite erotic to begin with and the version that we were watching seemed to be an unrated version with much more explicit nudity and sexual activity than we thought there was going to be. I know I was getting an erection sitting hip to hip with Denise and Gwen on either side of me. The champagne was making me tingle all over. The lights were down in our living room and in the darkness I soon felt fingers tracing a line up and down the hardening shaft of my penis. I looked at Denise and she just grinned; she was screwing with me. I knew if she kept it up I would soon be popping out of my briefs and this time I wouldn't have the excuse of being asleep like before. I grimaced at her and standing up said I had to use the toilet. When I came back Denise and Gwen were now seated on either side of Ben, and they were both leaning into his bare chest. Both of them were resting one hand on each of Ben's brown thighs. As I sat on the couch next to Denise she turned to me briefly and said, "Party pooper!! Ben's more fun," and she returned to leaning against Ben and placing her hand on his bare thigh. We started the movie back up and it soon was making all of us aroused with its male and female nudity and its erotic scenes. I started to get an erection again and looked in Ben's direction to see if he was similarly indisposed and was surprised to see both Gwen's and Denise's fingers trailing up and down the rather long shaft of Ben's large penis through his briefs. "What the fuck!!" I was thinking to myself. And then as I watched, Denise and Gwen giggled and soon Ben's briefs were open and each girl had encircled the long, thick shaft of Ben's chocolate brown, uncircumcised penis with their fingers. Ben's penis was enormous, about 10 to 11" long and a couple inches thick. They proceeded to take turns slowly stroking it up and down. Ben adjusted his position on the couch and closed his eyes to enjoy the pleasure the girls were giving him. Unlike me earlier he was ready for playtime. After doing this for about ten minutes Gwen looked right at me and winked. She then giggled and touched Denise on the shoulder, and Denise lowered her head over Ben's exposed penis and encircled the head with her lips. She proceeded to suck on Ben's penis until Ben arched his hips up, groaned, and came into Denise's mouth. With a large mouthful of semen she lifted her head up, turned around to me to show me the white load in her mouth and then still looking at me swallowed all of Ben's semen. Then lifting a glass of champagne to her lips, she said, "Ah, a cum cocktail," and she and Gwen laughed loudly at the stunned look on my face. Had I just seen my wife go down on my best friend and suck him off? "Mark, Mark, Mark, before you get all pissed off I have to tell you that Denise and I planned this hours ago," Gwen quickly interjected. "We've been gettin' horny these past few weeks and tonight Denise and I were over the top, what with the champagne, the movie and our fine men. We had to do somethin' and it was supposed to be you who was going to get sucked off by me first. But you bugged out in a huff. So we decided to party with my dear hubby, Ben. But now it's time for you," she added. She and Denise quickly exchanged places and soon Gwen had my cock out from my briefs and was playing with it. Then came that divine moment when her warm lips encircled the head of my penis and began teasing me into hardness. Once I was fully erect Gwen did not slide her mouth further down the shaft of my penis, but instead stood up, slid her panties down and off of her legs, pulled my briefs down around my ankles, and, centering her crotch over my penis, she slid down the full length, filling her vagina with my hardened penis. The feeling was un-fucking-believable. As she began to move and I felt the warm, wet walls of Gwen's vagina slide up and down the length of me, I looked in Denise's direction and was surprised to find that Denise too had removed her panties and t-shirt and was now moving up and down on Ben's enormous cock in a similar fashion to what Gwen was doing to me. Even though Ben had cum he was big and stiff again. Since Gwen's wet, warm pussy brought incredible pleasure to my aroused penis I didn't care that not a foot away my own wife was fucking one of my best friends. The pleasure was too good from my best friend's wife fucking me. Gwen would move up and the cooler air would cool my exposed penis. Then she would sink and grind against my groin encasing me in an incredible wet warmness. I could feel the muscles of her vagina tighten against parts of my penis. This just added to the heat, the friction, the pleasure. My hands were soon tugging off Gwen's t-shirt and caressing her bare skin all over. She leaned into me and kissed me hard on the mouth. Leaning into me caused her full breasts to brush against and then crush against my hairy chest. After so many years of Denise's size, firmness, and dimensions, the feel of Gwen's differently shaped and sized breasts felt fantastic against my chest. Her movement caused her heavy, larger, firm breasts to repeatedly brush against the hairs on my chest and Gwen's nipples were soon hard as pebbles and just sticking right out. I was momentarily distracted from making love to Gwen when I heard two groans next to me. It was Denise and Ben cumming...together. Gwen and I were so turned on by what we were doing to each other we didn't break rhythm in stroking against each other, even though our spouses had gotten each other off already. We ourselves were on our way to the same end. Denise was a quick cummer for a woman, but then she had an abnormally large and sensitive clitoris. She had learned that it was genetic; both her mom and her older sister had confided in her when she had seen them naked at a local pool's shower room that it was a curse and blessing of the U****** women. They could climax riding a bike for goodness sakes. Or even while out to dinner at a public restaurant if they sat a certain way; this latter had resulted in many embarrassing moments for Denise's mom and dad as Frank would have to hold Marcy steady while she climaxed several times. Ben too was apparently a quick cummer. His girth and size made it easy for Gwen to have great pleasure and it had done the same for Denise. She told me later that she had actually cum twice riding on top of Ben's enormous dark penis. I had only seen the second one. But what Gwen didn't know was that although my size wasn't nearly what Ben's was my staying power was phenomenal. It was the regular Kegel exercises I did two to three times a day. It enabled me, no matter how much pleasure my penis was feeling, to stave off cumming until I wanted to. Then it became an intense, quite pleasurable eruption of streams of semen squirting out forcibly and waves of pleasure coursing through my hips and torso to my extremities. Even then I was able to quickly regain an erection and continue to pleasure the woman I was with. For the last ten years that had been Denise and Denise alone. That was about to change tonight. Tonight Gwen and her husband Ben were about to find out what I was capable of. I had extra incentive since I had been tricked by Gwen and Denise into this embarrassing circumstance. I wanted to get back at Gwen and Denise and forcing Gwen to lose control seemed like the best way. As Gwen began to feel as if she were going to climax she looked at me and wondered why she didn't feel the little shudders that a man's penis makes as he approaches his own climax. I grinned at her and said, "Enjoy, Gwen. I guess Denise didn't let you in on our little secret." Gwen looked puzzled, but now my own directed thrusting in and out of her was replacing what had started as her attempt to make me cum. She soon had a look of surprise as she came. She came once and then as I incessantly thrust in and out of her beautiful brown belly and the opening to her dark haired pussy she was soon helplessly crying out with a second orgasm. And when I didn't stop moving inside of her she cried out, "Noooo, please!!" before climaxing yet a third time. But I wasn't done. I held Gwen's rounded hips tightly so she couldn't remove herself from my shaft pumping steadily in and out of her. A look of helpless surprise and pleasure came across Gwen's face and as I watched her naked groin snap back and forth in spasms she climaxed yet a fourth time. "Oh no, little brown beauty, this is not over yet. You're wet, Gwen, but you're still conscious" I chuckled. I knew from years of making love to Denise that when I got into a steady rhythm and kept forcing her pleasure level up and up and up that eventually Denise would have such an incredible orgasm that she would actually pass out. Her brain would overheat; she would grow faint as the blood in her body rushed to her spasming genitals, and she would pass out for a short time. Then when she revived, and only then, I would start in again with a set of rapid strokes and relax my muscles to allow myself to cum. The rapid thrusting would invariably have Denise begging for mercy as her very sensitive labia, nymphae, clitoris, and vaginal walls would vibrate with pleasure as my thrusts quickened. Then and only then when her eyes were again starting to roll up in her head and as she grew faint from yet another oncoming orgasm would I release copious jets of semen inside of her and bathe her vagina in that white sticky substance. She absolutely loved the helplessness but also the tenderness and care for her pleasure and she absolutely loved the strong spurts of my hot semen as it filled her vagina. For days after such a session of making love Denise would fawn all over me and make me feel so special and loved. I didn't do this all the time; I wanted it to remain special not routine. And frankly it wore Denise out a little; she would need time to recover. But at this moment I was revengefully enjoying the effect I was having on Gwen as she began to shudder out of control. Denise knew what I was doing and she said, "Mark, no. That's ours. Don't use it in this way." She was right of course, and so, without cumming myself, I held Gwen for a moment, still deep inside of her vagina, and then slowly lifted her hips off the still hard shaft of my penis. She slumped against Ben's shoulder with a look of exhaustion and her own lubrication oozed out from her pouty female lips and ran down her thigh in a shiny stream. Curious I dipped a finger between her labia and tasted her flow. After that she closed her thighs together. As the pleasure of cumming so many times wore off she was becoming more self-conscious about being bare and so out of control in front of others. It wasn't so much being naked but the fact that she had opened herself up four times in front of her husband and her best friend at the tip of her husband's best friend's penis. Denise returned to my side and whispered into my ear, "Why don't we retreat to our bedroom (we were at our house) and I'll take care of your problem." So we did. And as I heard Gwen's cries as Ben thrust that mammoth cock of his up inside of her already very sensitive vagina, I got my revenge on Denise by continuing with what I had planned for Gwen. I soon had Denise crying out, "Oh god...oh god...ohmigod!!!" repeatedly. And as her eyes rolled up into her head I came spurt after spurt after spurt of semen deep inside of her. I had been holding off for a long time. We soon drifted off to sleep naked but still joined at the genitals. And it wasn't until next morning when the sun shone through our bedroom window that I woke to the most beautiful woman in the world with her back nestled against my chest and the twin mounds of her luscious butt nestled against my groin and around my penis. I kissed Denise's hair, her neck and her shoulders and cupped one of her breasts in my hand. She uttered, "Mornin'," and we were soon up and looking for Ben and Gwen. We found them both sleeping in the bed in our guest room. Ben was on his back and in the deepness of his sleep he was experiencing one of those nighttime erections where a man's penis gets harder, thicker and longer than it normally does. I think it has to do with the guilty conscience interfering in what comes natural to us. So when a man is sleeping and his conscience isn't interfering he gets his biggest, hardest erections. He gets what I call a natural erection, one that can utterly please his mate. I know. I've woken to Denise sliding down onto my erect shaft hoping to feel it push deeper inside of her. And she has remarked that before I am roused from my sleep she enjoys those first few thrusts and how deeply they penetrate her. I had remained faithful to Denise through our ten years of married life. Denise, however, had had to seek release with a stranger every six months or so. Denise and I had been boyfriend-girlfriend when she was still in high school and I had just started college. We broke up over sex: I wanted to go all the way and she wanted to save herself for her wedding night. Three years later, after different boyfriends and girlfriends hadn't worked out, we got back together and Denise had changed greatly. She was still her playful, joyful self, but she was much more sexual and sensual. That first weekend we hooked back up Denise surprised me by entering an amateur striptease contest. She had been a waitress at a mixed strip club and her friends and co-workers had talked her into finally getting up on the stage to do her thing. I was there that first night to witness an awesome, erotic performance by Denise, but also to witness her hooking up with one of the customers. You see, that first night when she had surprised me with dancing on the stage in a striptease she had encountered a well-endowed black man whose equally long and agile tongue had resulted in her experiencing a climax on the stage. He had snaked his tongue up between the lips of her pussy and had brought her to a climax right there on the stage. It was all she could do to keep herself upright on the stage. But what had happened just wetted her curiosity as to what lay hidden below the belt. If his tongue was that large and long what was he like in the manhood department? She retreated to a private dance area with me and his friends as audience and succumbed to incredible feelings of fullness and simultaneous clitoral, vaginal and g-spot orgasms as Bo (the handsome, black man who had the 10" by 3" penis) had fucked her thoroughly. Ben, our friend, was of similar dimensions. That first one had been such an incredible, sexual experience for her that she fell in love with the thought and act of dancing nude in front of dozens to hundreds of strangers and during those contests seeing if there was a well-hung man who could stretch her out and fill her completely like Bo had. She would usually entertain that man in that "special room" at the club she was dancing at; it was all part of the fantasy that drove her. I loved her dearly and enjoyed watching her get pleasured, so I was always there while she did the deed with whatever stranger she engaged. In this way we would share these random intimacies. Afterwards she would be incredibly grateful and loving for months. So I wasn't surprised when I watched Denise doff her t-shirt and start to move across their darkened bedroom bareassed to mount Ben's magnificent penis. His penis was about the size of Bo's; it was huge. Grabbing her arm before she reached the bed I pulled her back saying, "Denise, not now. Let them sleep. Last night was last night. Let Ben have his dreams and let Gwen be with her husband." Pouting, Denise, walked out of their bedroom, leaving her t-shirt on the floor. She then dragged me to the living room couch pulled my shorts off and we made love until Denise was once again so satiated that she begged me to stop, not being able to take anymore. "Wow, that was something else! Until last night Ben and I thought you two were just normal white folks...a little traditional in the bedroom department," Gwen remarked. She was standing near our couch and I don't know how long she had been standing there watching. Denise laughed, "Well, girl, did you like the show? I sure did," and with that Denise slapped my bare ass which caused my still hard penis to thrust into her. This caused Denise to shudder once again, still being very sensitive. She said, "God, I love when Mark does this to me." "Honey, I will just as soon as you take your white ass into the bedroom and do what you wanted to do half an hour ago. Isn't Ben's cock magnificent? That man may not last long, but you sure know when he's visited your va-jay-jay. Oohh, baby!!!" Gwen tucked her hand between her legs and rubbed herself. Denise & the Camping Trip I saw the hunger in Denise's eyes even after cumming four times so I pulled my still ready penis out of her and let her disappear down the hallway. Soon there was female moaning and male groaning coming from down the hall. But I was soon preoccupied as Gwen had said, "Now, let's not let your own magnificence go to waste, Mark." With that she crawled under me where Denise had just been and taking the head of my penis pushed it inside of her and let me do my thing. Soon I had Gwen, who was much louder than Denise, crying out, "Oh mercy, oh Jesus. Goddamn that feels good, baby. Oh mercy. Oh help me. Ohmigod, Ohmigod, OHMIGOD!!!" And with that she came the first of six times. On the sixth I watched as Gwen's face went limp, her eyes rolled up into her head and she passed out with pleasure. I marveled at what an amazing thing evolution had created in the female human body. When a man had an orgasm that was it...usually. But when a woman had an orgasm she could end it there and focus on being affectionate, or she could keep it going and experience multiples of that most intense feeling that one can experience other than the warmth of long-term love and affection. In Gwen's case she regained consciousness and said, "I have to do that again." I hadn't cum yet so I was ready and in fact the long intercourse with both Denise and Gwen had desensitized me a little so I could do this rhythmic fucking for ever at this point. Forty-five minutes later we had lost count of how many times Gwen had reached a climax under me. She began helplessly crying as the next to last one hit her. With that one her emotions were raw but the pleasure was incredible and she didn't want it to stop. She told me later she felt like a whore but didn't care at the same time. She passed out again as her brain overheated and was denied oxygen by the blood being pulled away from her head to fill her eroticized hips moving against mine. When she revived I put on an evil grin and said simply, "For last night." And with that I started up a rapid rhythm inside of Gwen that I knew would finally result in me finally cumming. After holding back so long I figured I would be gushing pints of semen up Gwen's pussy. So one more time Gwen's exhausted body rose to the pleasure my rapidly stroking penis was causing until, knowing I was going to cum inside of her, she coaxed me on verbally until we climaxed together. Ben and Denise had finished a long time ago and were preparing breakfast and watching us getting it on, but I hadn't really paid attention to them until Gwen and I were done. As Gwen and I finished I noticed that Denise's hair was damp and there was a damp sheen on hers and Ben's skins. They were both nude. Ben said, "We decided to save water and showered together, Mark. So go on; you and Gwen should do the same." We headed off to the shower to shower each other off and once again became engaged in sexual activity in the shower. I'm guessing something similar happened with Ben and Denise. It's hard to get into a shower naked with a beautiful member of the opposite sex and not have something happen. I opened Gwen's legs to pleasure her by-this-time bright pink pussy orally and she reciprocated by giving me a great blow job which had me quivering and cumming into her mouth. She lifted her face to mine and kissed me so that I could taste my own cum on her tongue and lips and then pulling back dramatically swallowed the contents and remarked, "And now I've finally had my cum cocktail! Tastes good and salty!!" We both laughed in the shower. I felt odd for a moment because I felt so comfortable being naked and engaging in sex with someone who wasn't my wife. We toweled off, ate breakfast together and then headed off on our separate ways. Months passed by and nothing similar happened again. And although we continued to enjoy watching movies in our skivvies and sleeping over at each other's places nothing more happened sexually. Ben and I talked about it, comparing notes on how our wives felt respectively and I'm sure Denise and Gwen did the same. During that autumn Denise got us to take a trip to Atlanta so she could enter an amateur strip contest and once again she found a studly man in the audience who took her into the room segregated from the rest of the club and who engaged her in a wild bout of intercourse. For months after that she was loving and attentive, and nothing unusual happened. So it was early April of the next year; Ben and Gwen and Denise and I had been hanging around doing different things together that whole time. So it was not surprising when Ben and Gwen invited us to a camping trip in western Michigan at Warren Dunes State Park. They would be camping with 10 of their friends in a Group Use Area in the park. The camping site was rustic but it would give us quiet privacy in a wooded setting that backed up to the dunes' nature trails. It sounded great. Ben and Gwen had a large tent and extra sleeping bags and mattresses. They said their friends were like them so we thought we'd have a good time and we hadn't been camping in years. It would be late April which would not be the normal summer camping season which meant more of the getting back to nature sort of feeling. Lake Michigan would be too cold to swim in, but we could wade for brief spells in the chilly waters of that time of year. We would also be able to hike, sit around a campfire and enjoy a good night's sleep with only the sounds of nature in the background and less bother from insects. As we pulled into our campsite there were three other large tents already set up; we were the last to arrive. The tents were arranged around a campfire pit, a circle of stones with a steel grill over it, some camping chairs, and off to one side a large hammock big enough for two to relax in comfortably. It was of such a design that two people could lie in it and not have it sag in the middle. It actually had a wide cushion in it. Additionally we had lucked out and flush toilets and showers were nearby and someone in the group had arranged with the park authority to have them opened, even though it was off-season. It looked like we were going to have a great time. Denise and I were all introduced to the others: Valerie and her husband Frank, Rebecca and her husband Bob, Elaine and her husband Chung, Barbara and her husband Dale, and lastly Melody and her husband Gene. All the guys were black, except Chung; he was Korean. All were in great shape, with attractive looks and figures. And all were very friendly too which made it easy to get to know them. To show you how easily we got along with Ben and Gwen's friends at one point I started physically playing around with a couple of the ladies and they eventually retaliated. With Denise's cooperation four of them ganged up on me, dragged me over to the hammock, tied my hands down and depantsed me so I was naked from the waist down. Then they tied down my ankles and left me there. All the physical contact as they wrestled me up on the hammock and pulled my shorts and briefs off had left me with an erection. Each woman was invited by Denise to touch my lucky "charm" and then they left me there to finish setting up our tent. Denise came back, unbound me, and gave me my shorts and briefs back. After a late afternoon lunch, we all hiked down to the Lake Michigan shore. A lot of horseplay ensued and we all began a game of Frisbee football. Soon challenges were laid down that the losing team had to dive into the icy cold waters of Lake Michigan. The teams consisted of Denise and 6 of the guys up against the rest of us. Despite Denise's competitiveness her team lost. With our last goal and as the sun was getting lower in the sky our team declared victory. Denise's teammates began taking their clothes off and were soon nude and charging for the cold waters of Lake Michigan. They shouted at Denise to get naked and dive in. At that point I could swear the guys had thrown the game just so they could get Denise naked. They were soon grabbing her hands and feet and swinging her back and forth and tossing her in the freezing waters. And then one of the guys lifted her up and carried her out of the water with her bare butt leading the way. The group must have done this on previous trips because everyone had brought towels and two extra for Denise and me. Soon Denise and the guys were all bundled up in towels and drying off. As Denise and I were walking back on the trails leading back to our camp site Denise leaned over and remarked, "Did you see the size of every guy who was naked in the water? They're all the size of Ben or bigger." I had noticed and I knew Denise was already thinking about possibilities. After all, enormous cocks were definitely her thing. Over the next four days we partied hard with the other couples. We engaged in games, hikes through the woods and the dunes, brief dips in Lake Michigan, and long nights of lovemaking. In our tent with Ben and Gwen, Ben and Gwen broke the ice by stripping down naked, zipping their sleeping bags together and engaging in a lusty session of lovemaking; and from the sounds in the other tents we soon figured out that the same was happening there. So Denise and I joined in. It was midway through the night that I woke up to a little chilly air and then a warm body next to me. Thinking that Denise had just returned from the toilets I reached out and drew her to me. But it wasn't her. It was Gwen. And she was very ready. Her kisses trailed down my chest and she was soon sucking on my hardening penis. I was soon cumming into her mouth. Then I reciprocated for her bringing her off and again gaining a stiff erection that I followed up with a long session of intercourse and the multiple orgasms I was quite capable of giving a woman. Now mind you the whole time Gwen and I are entertaining each other sexually Ben and my Denise are also doing the same. The cries Denise was uttering were loud and pained as Ben's massive penis stretched Denise and brought her incredible pleasure down there. It seems that Ben had been learning the lessons that I had practiced on Gwen and was now able to stave off cumming until he was absolutely having Denise begging him to please cum inside of her before she lost her mind with erotic pleasure. So now my best friend Ben was a double threat to my marriage. He was not only hung like a horse but now could sustain a long, pleasuring erection for whomever he was fucking. And in this case he was apparently thoroughly fucking Denise, based on her moans and cries. As the moon came up and shined bright light against the walls of our tent I could see the silhouettes of Ben and Denise. My god, but his cock was enormous. It was like a thick pole sliding in and out of my wife's raised bottom. And as I kept an eye on them even while being with Gwen I could make out the silhouette of Denise's mounded breasts shaking as she reach climax after climax, could make out her curling her hips up to take Ben's length and girth deeper inside of her, and could make out her back arch up and her hips lift off the ground as she climaxed again and again. Soon they settled down and soon Gwen and I parted. Gwen returned to Ben's arms and Denise came back to mine. We slept until morning and the noise of the camp woke all of us up. When I woke up I was angry from having been cuckolded by my wife. Yes, I had made love to Gwen, but that felt like a consolation prize so that the real business at hand could happen: the thorough fucking of Denise by a large cocked man. Denise, however, was positively radiant. Later that day when we were all engaged in a volleyball game in which the guys had taken off their shirts due to the unseasonable heat, Denise was the first one to pull off her t-shirt and bra and begin to play topless. The other ladies soon joined in. And later that day when we again played Frisbee football on the beach and she was again on the losing team, she didn't pause a minute to strip her clothes off and hit the waves and engage in very physical horseplay with the guys and gals on her team. In fact she dragged me down to the beach and had the other girls on her team strip me naked and drag me into the freezing waters of the lake. I felt better, though, when Denise proudly announced to the other women on the beach that I really knew how to use my equipment which was becoming erect despite the cold water and as a result of having several naked women touching me all over. This prompted Gwen to grab my exposed cock in her hand and second Denise's comment with her own announcement that I indeed did know how to please a woman. It had taken all day, but my simmering anger had finally subsided when I finally realized that Denise loved me and her best friend thought I was sexy. That old male ego; it can fuck us up many a time!! That evening we swapped stories, shared a delicious dinner on the grill, and talked and sang late into the night. As we headed to our tent, Ben said to me, "Don't get freaked out or anything, but Gwen and I are going to share a tent with Elaine and Chung. So Rebecca and Bob will be sharing the tent with you guys. You OK with that?" I and Denise were surprised by this change in sleeping arrangements, but we both felt comfortable with both Rebecca and Bob. Denise was the first to respond, "So you and Gwen are swingers, huh?" Ben responded, "You got me. Pretty quick, Denise," and then he laughed and blushed a little. Denise then turned to me and said, "It's OK, honey, Rebecca and Bob are nice folks. And we're just going to hit the sack anyway; it's been a long day." We headed off to our tent. As we entered we saw immediately that Rebecca and Bob were already there and were already preoccupied. Rebecca's slender white body was moving up and down on Bob who was laying naked face up. Rebecca was also very naked. The muscles on her body were moving sexily as she flexed and moved her hips and her butt down and around Bob's cock. Rebecca was white and Bob was black. Rebecca had frizzy, light brown hair, blue eyes and a pale complexion that bordered on the ruddy where the sun had touched it regularly. Her breasts were medium sized, firm, and stood out from her chest as large, tan-nippled cones. Her breasts were similar to Denise's. Her belly was a little rounded and ended in a thick bush of curly light brown pubic hair. Bob was a caramel-colored black man, with sparse jet black body hair. The hair on his head was close cropped and he had jet black eyes. His body was muscular and fairly hairless except for a jet black soul patch of pubic hair low on his groin (he had obviously trimmed his pubic hair into that design). I stared at how erotic their lovemaking was: Rebecca's body undulating on top of Bob's, her body occasionally shuddering as the pleasure mounted inside of her. Bob for his part held her fast while he moved in different ways to increase Rebecca's pleasure. Denise, standing quite near me, simply uttered, "Oh...my!!" Rebecca, hearing us enter, turned in a voice made breathy by her movement and her mounting pleasure, said, "Don't leave. Especially you Denise...you're next." Again I heard Denise utter, "Oh...my!!!" "Well, it's not like we haven't seen this already, Mark. Keep going." She pushed me into the tent and was soon disrobing down to her birthday suit. Because I wasn't fast enough she helped me out of my own clothing and then dragged me down onto our own sleeping bags and proceeded to suck on me until I was hard. At first I fingered Denise but she soon had the gorgeous bottomside and set of feminine folds hovering over my face and eager for my tongue to do its thing with her. I love eating pussy so I quickly was ravishing intimate attention on Denise's labia, nympae, clitoris, and the twin holes of her vagina and her anus. It wasn't long before I was very hard and Denise was very wet and engorged. As she started to part so she could maneuver herself down onto my erect penis she disappeared. Instead I was confronted by a naked and ready Rebecca who replaced Denise and had her knees planted on my shoulders, her forearms planted on my thighs and hips, and her bottomside pressed into my face. I was unable to get up as Rebecca ground her very wet pussy lips into my face, using my nose as a stimulator for her vagina and her very engorged clitoris. It was only a few minutes before I began to hear Denise crying out with one incredibly loud orgasm after another. I knew then that clearly Bob was having his way with her, but Rebecca still had me pinned down. I thought of biting her pussy to get her off me, but when I opened my mouth she angled down and pressed those wet feminine labia against my mouth while at the same time encircling my penis with her mouth. I responded as any man who really loves the taste of a woman's pussy; I ran my tongue up inside that tart and creamy vagina of hers. Denise told me her story later that night: "As we started to move around I was incredibly horny and figured if Rebecca and Bob didn't care about doing it in front of us we shouldn't worry about doing it in front of them. I wanted you in the worst way and hearing the sounds of their lovemaking had just gotten me even more aroused, not to mention what you were doing to me with your mouth and fingers down there. I was ready for a little of the old in and out in a big way. "But as I started to move to swing my hips down to yours that's when I felt Bob's arm wrap around my waist and pull me back from you and felt Rebecca push past me and clamber on top of you. "As Bob pulled me back I was startled at first and a little fearful. But then I felt his enormous penis rubbing against my back side and thought to myself, 'Oh my...he's positively huge.' Then Bob angled my hips and exposed butt in such a way that his penis slipped between my thighs and rubbed up against my already very aroused female parts. And you know what I'm like when my clit gets going and all...like mother like daughter. "You also know how I do love a big penis pushing its way around inside of me and having its way with me." At this point I had thought to myself that in fact all the guys here on this weekend trip had enormous penises except for me. This was like an erotic buffet for Denise and here she was telling me about the second encounter with a well-hung man in two days. Two days, two men, two big penises...two nights of fantasy for Denise. She continued, "Omigod, just the length and girth as it slowly slid and pulled at my labia and clit almost had me climaxing right then and there on his first stroke in. You, dear, had gotten me so worked up with your loving attention to my body, that it wasn't taking much to put me over the top. But, no, I didn't cum. I just got weak in the knees which only succeeded in angling my butt up in the air. Bob did what any horny man would have done when presented with a woman pointing her bare bottom at him...he took me. "He took me good. As he sank those long inches up my vagina I nearly passed out with the pleasure of his enormously thick and long penis pushing its way in deeper and deeper. And then he slid it back out and I could feel him tug at my insides leaving an emptiness that I wanted immediately filled. "I pushed my hips back to capture that retreating, hot organ of his, but Bob controlled me with strong hands on my naked hips and expert thrusts and retreats of his own hips. He poked me fast, poked me slow, pushed down towards my belly, pulled up towards my back, he angled to the left, to the right, and in circles. Mark, I am so glad to be a woman at these times. The pleasure that radiates out from the center of my belly as you guys do your thing inside of us is a gift you will never know. I'm just so glad to have you to anchor me and love me despite my horny weaknesses. "You know the rest as Bob took me long and slow and had me cumming three times before he rolled me on my back on his sleeping bag. I could smell the scents of his and Rebecca's earlier lovemaking and this too aroused me. I felt like I was swimming in the wetness and smell of great sex...the best gift we women have to experience. Denise & the Camping Trip "Curling my legs up over my belly so my labia were out there ready to be parted again Bob once again slid his hard, thick length inside of me and I rolled and rocked on his organ as he played my insides so expertly. I know I was moaning loudly, begging for him to stop, begging him to not stop, shaking and shuddering uncontrollably as I climaxed again and again and again; I couldn't help myself. I didn't want what he was doing for me to stop...ever. At this point in her story I think Denise realized how it hurt me that she desired other men to give her such pleasure. My penis wasn't large enough and now that she had encountered two men, Ben and Bob, who both had staying power, like I had, and enormous penises that could fill her so much, I felt very insecure. Would I come home one day and Denise would be gone. What a simpleton I was. And Denise reminded me. "Mark, I know I'm hurting your ego and I know that you are fearful I will leave you. That will never happen. We have so much more than sex that we share and are personally intimate on a level that far exceeds the sex I can receive from other men. You just happen to be married to a woman who can divorce the sexual stimulation she needs from the love she feels for her one and only man. You, Mark, are and will always be my one and only man. Plus look at all the gorgeous pussy you're getting now. Two different women in two nights." I laughed because I knew she was right. I still feared that at some point this would rip our relationship apart. We would eventually meet someone who became more than a sexual attraction. But I soon listened to Denise excitedly related the whole series of actions between Bob and her. Then it was Rebecca's turn and she told Denise how incredible I had been at pleasuring her. Rebecca was still lying nude on my left side while Denise curled up on my right side. Bob had left the tent to return to the tent with Gwen, Ben, Elaine, and Chung. That was going to be a busy place with the women being thoroughly entertained. But he turned before he left our tent and said goodnight to Rebecca. I guess the plan was for her to spend the night with Denise and me. So we all soon were asleep. But before I drifted off I thought to myself, "What a lucky bastard I am. I have two beautiful women curled up next to me and one is my loving wife." Hours later I was awakened by the sensation of wet lips and tongues licking my penis. In the moonlit tent I could make out both Denise's and Rebecca's curly heads moving around my groin and the pleasure was intense as they took turns pleasuring me orally. I reached down in the darkness and dragged one of the women's hips up over my face and began to feast on that divine set of folds, bumps, and holes that make up a woman's incredible genitals. I was soon rewarding with a quivering orgasm and the sudden gush of a creamy liquid as it poured out of Rebecca's bare bottom. Then it was Denise's turn as she replaced Rebecca's delicious fanny with her own. Again I was soon rewarded with the delicious cream of Denise's vagina as she ejaculated both her cum and the cum Bob had left inside of her earlier. It was a tasty mix of his salty semen and her tart juices. At the moment that Denise orgasmed I also ejaculated spraying my semen on Rebecca's and Denise's faces. With their faces and hair splattered with sticky semen Rebecca suggested we all streak naked over to the showers and enjoy a communal shower. The showers were multiple heads in one large enclosure, not private. So it was easy for us to use the showers in the men's changing facility. We were soon all lathered up and the slipperiness and erotic playfulness of naked female bodies rubbing up against me and each other soon had me hard. Rebecca looked at Denise and Denise nodded. And just like that tall Rebecca angled herself around my penis and we were soon locked together fucking in the shower stall standing up. I thought to myself, "I could get used to this having relations with multiple partners." We returned to the tent and drifted off to sleep with all three of us tangled together. The next morning I awoke with one woman laying against my chest. The scent of her clean hair was in my nose. The warmth of her body was soft against my own. And the stroking of her hand up and down on my stiffening penis was sending thrills of excitement out from my groin. Rebecca leaned up and kissing me said, "Oh, you're awake. I woke a few minutes ago and couldn't keep my hands off of that magnificent member that had given me so much pleasure last night. I hope you don't mind." She never stopped steadily stroking me the entire time. But as she began to reposition herself so that she could take me inside of her I asked, "Where's Denise?" Without stopping her introducing me into her vagina, which felt incredibly warm, slippery, and soft as it surrounded my penis, Rebecca responded, "She must have gone for The Nude Walk. Yep, today is the third day. It's Nude Walk or, as some of us call it, Don't Wear a Stitch of Clothing All Day Day." As she moved up and down on me Rebecca continued, "Every year we check out who else is around and if it seems that the coast is clear we spend the whole day butt naked with each other. We have to keep an eye out though. Don't...UNNHHH, as the pleasure began to rise in her vagina...want to get in trouble with the law. It's not legal to go butt naked in Michigan parks. But most folks if they are couples and encounter us they just laugh and keep walking. UNNNHHH, you do feel good!!!" Rebecca soon climaxed and then rolling off of me ordered me to follow her. Not having climaxed myself I was still sporting an erection, but the cool spring air soon brought that down. We headed through the woods (thank goodness it was early spring and the bugs weren't out yet) and came out on the beach to see a game of Frisbee football happening with our group plus another couple who had apparently disrobed on the spot since there was a pile of clothing sitting on the beach. We spent the day, just as Rebecca had warned me, naked. We even invited the new couple to our camp site so we could all lunch together. The couple was from New York. There were both Jewish and had that dark hair and Mediterranean skin of people of Jewish cultural descent. Moira in particular was a beauty with dark curly, long hair, dark eyes, rounded breasts and a round bottom, an all over tan, and with a thick, dark, curly triangle of pubic hair covering her lower belly. She was short about 5"2" but made up for her shortness with spunk. She dove right into the physicality of Frisbee football and soon she and Denise were being attended to by all the guys except Howard, her beau, and I. The ladies were attending to Howard and I, leaning against us, hugging us, slapping us on the bare bottom, and receiving reciprocal attention from us. At camp they even got us some food which made the both of us feel like kings. Again as like on the beach I hardly spoke to Denise, who was being fawned over by Ben, Chung, Frank, Dale, and Gene. The guys would touch her, even suggestively, kiss her on the shoulders or on the cheek, rub her bare back and shoulders, pull her long curly hair back and tie it up, dry her on the beach when she got wet, and do other intimate things that normally I would have done for her if I was courting her. Denise was eating it up, as anyone would. Hell, I was eating up the attention that Rebecca, Gwen, Valerie, Elaine, Barbara, and Melody were showing Howard and I. And that was another surprise! Moira soon was receiving the same physical attention and responding in kind to this group of guys whom she had just met. At the camp site it was soon evident that both Denise and Moira were becoming stimulated as their nipples stayed constantly aroused and erect from the titillation they were both experiencing. And then in Moira's case her labia and nymphae soon became visible as they engorged and pushed her thick pubic hair aside to reveal her pink folds. Both girls began to touch the guys back even to their fingers grazing several penises within easy reach. This just heightened the sexual tension at the camp site. Before everything broke out into an orgy lunch was over and we all headed off in a different direction for a vigorous hike through the dunes to Howard and Moira's camp site, where we packed them up and moved them to join our group. Then we all headed off for again through the dunes working up a sweat in the afternoon sun until we reached the Lake Michigan beach a few hours before dusk. Moira and Denise were both grabbed by the guys and tossed into the freezing surf. Scheming together standing in the surging waves Moira and Denise picked out Dale who was smaller and tried to wrestle him into the surf. They were unsuccessful until Denise grabbed a handful of Dale's testicles and penis and tugged him into the waves while Moira pushed hard against him. They all fell into the waves together. Then ensued a free for all of pushing, grabbing and carrying of various men and women to be dunked, thrown or dragged down into the freezing Lake Michigan waves. At some point as I was smothered in bare breasts and bottoms I noticed that it had gotten quieter and that's when I noticed that the guys and Denise and Moira were gone. I asked Gwen, whose delicious chocolate colored body was positioned with her dark pussy just inches from my face, "Where did everyone go?" "I don't know, maybe some of them got cold. Hopefully they're starting up a good campfire for all of us, Mark," and with that I was tackled into the surf once again, smothered in soft female flesh and even feeling a warm, mouth capture my penis in it and begin sucking it. I noticed Howard was similarly ensconced in voluptuous female beauty and seeing Rebecca's light brown head bobbing up and down at Howard's waist I knew he was having the same wonderful feeling of a hot mouth pleasuring his cold penis. I soon found myself on the beach with Gwen, Elaine, and Barbara around me on towels (where they had come from I don't know) and was soon involved in a foursome that soon had all of us gasping with pleasure. Howard was similarly engaged with Rebecca, Valerie and Melody. It was almost dark when we stopped and headed back to the camp site with only a full moon shining the last part of the pathway back home. Before we stepped into the camp however we heard the voices of two women clearly having an incredibly good sexual time. A lot of "ohmigods, oh no's, oh yes's, please stops, and please don't steps" and a great deal of moaning, groaning and screaming. I knew what had happened even before I stepped into the camp site. Denise and the six hugely endowed men were having a party with Denise's body. And apparently Moira was taking turns too sampling the well-endowed men and audibly enjoying herself. A second hammock had been produced. Denise was positioned in one; Moira was in the other. I felt helpless and enraged to watch Denise cuckolding me in such a flagrant way and with multiple partners. I looked over at Howard and expected to see the same. I didn't. I saw him smiling. He saw me staring and explained, "Moira has given me ten of the best years of my life. She has loved me, cared for me, and supported me when I needed it. I know she has needs. I've overheard them with her girlfriends. So when I ran into Ben on a business trip to Detroit and was invited back to Gwen and Ben's place they explained what they had going with their friends and what Ben's friends could do for Moira. Mark, you love Denise, right?" I nodded, and Howard responded, "Well I love Moira more than anyone in the world. From talking to Gwen and Ben it sounds like Denise has similar needs like Moira. They both love that incredibly overwhelming feeling of having a huge penis slide in and out of them and fill them up. Moira has remained faithful to me our whole time together; I wanted her to have this fantasy on her birthday and whenever she can have it after tonight. Letting Moira be serviced by the Swinging Dicks Club that Ben and Gwen run, let's me give her that fantasy but still keep her love for me." As I listened and heard our women so enjoying themselves I knew Howard was right. Howard disappeared into one tent with Gwen, Elaine, and Rebecca this time, and I went to another with Valerie, Barbara, and Melody. All night though I listened as Denise's cries would lull for a little while and then would come that peak set of cries that let me know she was having yet another body shaking climax. With several naked women around me and the smell of sex filling the humid air in our tent I drifted off to sleep during one of Denise's lulls. The next morning I was awoken by Denise sitting on my stomach and grinning down at me. "Thank you. I love you so much," she mouthed with her lips. She leaned over and kissed me passionately pressing her firm breasts into my chest. As she sat back up she looked a little tired but positively radiant. Sex may wear a man out but it can energize a woman like men can't possibly understand. Energy was filling Denise's beautiful nude body sitting on top of my stomach. "Sweetheart," she said, "I need you to do something for me." She paused and then continued, "I need you to lick my pussy. No man does what you do for me that way. I want you to taste me and to take me. My body is yours, sweetheart. My mind is yours. My love is yours. But I need to reconnect with you this morning. Can you do that for me? Please!!" Soon the taste of Denise and the men she had been with last night was filling my mouth. And soon she was crying out my name and crying with the joy of overwhelming pleasure and love. I was truly lucky.