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Camping

By: L.A. Wicker



It was just after midnight, June 5. I slipped in her room to give her a great birthday present. I slowly moved to her 18-year-old body, looking down to her bare 36c breasts and her sexy over weight body. Her hips and her big hot pussy were covered in a small pair of powder blue bikini panties. I could see a nice wet spot in the middle of her hot snatch.

I pulled her right arm to the bedpost and clicked the handcuff to her wrist then to the bed. Moving down to her leg I tied it to the bottom bedpost. Then I slipped around the bed and repeated binding up the left side of her body.

I covered her eyes with a blindfold and leaned to suck her fat tits. "OH YES!" Lisa woke up and moaned out load as I sucked her big nipple, giving it a soft but firm bite. "Daddy! It feels so good!"

"Happy Birthday!" I said running my hand down to her big wet pussy. I grabbed her hair and gave it a hard pull. "You need to shave this thing if you want Daddy to eat it next time." I pulled one more time, making her moan with pain.

"I will Daddy, don't hurt me anymore." She said as she arched her back. 

I went on sucking her big tits and started sliding my fingers into her wet cunt. She was soaking wet; my fingers went in her virgin hole with ease. "You're a fucking horny bitch. All wet for Daddy. Maybe I'll fuck you real hard, pop your cherry for you."

"Oh yes! Please!" she begged pushing her wet pussy into my strong hand. Her soft moans filled the dark room as my fingers used her tight hole. 

Faster and faster I fucked her tight little cunt with my fingers. I hadn't had any snatch in months. My wife had turned into a big, fat cow and I couldn't stand to even look at her let alone fuck her. So, my sexy daughter was going to be my whore from now on. She's nice and young and ready to fuck.

She has soft brown eyes and brown hair just past her shoulders. When she dresses up I can't help getting a hard cock. Many times I'd pull her into the bathroom and hold her in my arms, pushing my stiff cock between her chubby legs. Hell, one time she had a nice mini skirt and stockings on, I humped her so good and hard we both came together. It was great when I shot my hot cum all over her sexy cunt.

I smacked her right on her pussy; she jumped and yelled, "OUCH! Daddy, that hurt." She tried to get away but there was no way in the word she could.

"What? You didn't like that?" I asked then slapped her little, wet cunt again, hard. She cried out in pain. "You better just learn to like it and shut up or none of this nice hard, long cock for you." 

I rubbed my stiff cock on one of her tits; I heard a soft moan come from her mouth. "Yes, Daddy." She softly purred. "Please put it in me. I've waited so long for you to fuck me. Please!"

"No way you whore, I'm going to fuck you and sexy little Nicole when we go camping tomorrow. I'm just giving you a taste of what's to come." I moved on top of her placing my cock to her lips. "Lick this whore. Then you're going to let me fuck your whore mouth."

Nicole was Lisa's sexy friend from work. Nicole was a beautiful petite brown haired beauty with a wonderful sexy body. She had also just turned 22 and loved teasing the shit out of me by wearing the smallest shorts and skirts I'd ever seen in my life. Another thing she did was she'd always call me 'Sir' while waiting on me hand and foot. When she was around I felt like I had my own personal slave. 

Lisa's pink tongue licked my cock just like she'd been doing it for years. She teased it like nothing I had ever felt. I moved closer, ramming the head in her mouth and she sucked it like a baby nursing a bottle.

"Oh yes! That's my sexy whore. Suck Daddy's stiff cock. Suck it good my hot little whore." I moaned pumping her hot mouth.

Soft sucking sounds and her moans of pleasure echoed in the quite room. I began to slowly fuck my daughters' hot mouth. "Oh you're going to make a good whore. My little sex slave will learn all the good things to do for Daddy."

She moaned at my words and sucked harder and began to move her head to fuck my cock better. "Oh you whore, you want more cock? O.K., get ready bitch." I pushed the whole shaft in her mouth and down her throat. She gagged and all most throw up. But I just kept ramming it down her throat. I was going to make her the best whore a man could have.

I was lying on her face with my entire cock rammed down her throat, humping her face as she sucked me off. "Suck bitch, I need to cum." I reached to her cunt and grabbed a hand full of flesh and pulled hard. A moan of pain came from her mouth as she sucked me. "Suck bitch!" I gave another good hard pull on her pussy.

She started sucking it hard and I fucked her face faster. Driving my cock down her young throat as far as it would go. "Oh yes! Oh yes!" I moaned as cum shot from my cock and into her mouth and down into her throat. "Suck bitch!" I slapped her big tits as hard as I could. Her mouth locked on me and she sucked as hard as any I had ever had in my life.

I fell off of her chunky body and rested next to her panting for air. "Not bad at all. You're going to make a good little whore." I looked down her body and between her legs. She was soaked; the poor girl was on fire. "You need to cum baby?" I asked running my hand down her drenched cunt slit.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm on fire." She moaned moving her head towards me. She still had the blindfold on her eyes but I could feel her sexy eyes on me. She had the sexiest eyes I'd ever seen in my life. They were always filled with love.

I wanted to make her happy but I also had plans on fucking Lisa and Nicole at the same time. Then an idea came to mind. Her sexy ass she was always rubbing on me to get whatever she wanted. I'd roll her over and fuck her tight ass. It would be just like getting her cunt, maybe even better.

"Roll towards me. I'm going to fuck your ass. You'll love it! I know I am." I laughed jerking her on her stomach. I saw her round butt and the panties had gone up her crack.

She tried to fight turning over but I slapped her flabby ass hard. "TURN OVER, NOW!" I slapped her again shoving her on her stomach. "All good whores love it up the ass and you will too. Won't you?" I grabbed her by the hair on the back of her neck and jerked her head up.

"YES! YES!" She screamed out in pain. "Fuck my ass, Daddy. Fuck it hard!"

Her arms and legs were twisted from being rolled over. "I have to untie your legs, whore. Don't move an inch, understand?" I grabbed her cunt hair and pulled. "From now on when we're getting it on, you call me 'SIR' understand?" I jerked her cunt hair again.

"Yes, Sir. I understand." She whimpered as I untied her chubby legs and pulled her ass up in the air.

I ran to the bathroom and got a tube of sex jelly. I ripped off her little panties and squirted the jell on her tight little ass hole. "This is going to be so good." I moaned pushing my fingers deep in her virgin ass hole. Her muscles squeezed my fingers. "Oh fuck this, get ready whore."

I rubbed some jell on my cock head and lined it up to her tight ass. "Here goes bitch!" I rammed the head into her hole. Her muscles went wild squeezing it.

"OH IT HURTS! DADDY IT HURTS!" she screamed out with pain and tried to get away from me. Her ass moved all around trying to get my cock out but I held her hips. I pushed in more, she screamed again. I thrust more into her ass.

One more hard push and my 10-inch cock was completely buried in her ass. "How is it cunt? Do you like it my little whore?" she didn't answer, so I slapped her chubby ass. "How is it whore!"

"It's so good." She moaned pushing back into my cock. Her muscles were softly squeezing my hard cock shaft. Her little moans sounded so good. I'd heard her before when we would play our teasing games but never like this.

I started moving my stiff shaft in and out of her tight ass hole. As I pulled out her gentle muscles held me inside it felt so good. "I love your ass! I'm going to live in this sexy thing." I held her hips and started fucking her faster. 

"Daddy, yes, yes!" she screamed out ramming her ass into my shaft.

Faster and faster I fucked my daughters sexy, tight ass hole. I used her like a ten-dollar whore. I didn't care; she'd been teasing me for years. It was my turn to get even for the teasing.

"I'm so close to cumming in you. Should I pump it up your ass or spray it on your fat tits?" "I asked pumping her fat little ass. I held her hips tightly as my hard cock pleased it's self in her bowels.

Lisa lay flat on the bed with her chubby ass lifted up to my cock. "Cum in my pussy. Give me your baby, Daddy." She moaned as my cock continued fucking her tight ass. "Cum in me, fill me up!"

"OK, bitch! Get ready!" I began to slam in and out of her as hard as I could. I needed to cum in this sexy girl. She was a little overweight but she was the sweetest girl in the world, my daughter. "YES! YES! OH FUCK!" I yelled as my cock started shooting my hot cum into her bowels.

Lisa screamed with a mix of pain and pleasure. "DADDY! DADDY!" she fell flat on the bed as I continued pumping her ass full of cum. I lay flat on her body still pumping her tight ass.

"Damn, that was good." Lisa hugged me. "Thank you, Daddy. What did you think when you saw my note?" she asked with a little giggle. She had wrote me a note telling me she wanted tied up and fucked like a whore. That would be my present to her.

I returned her hug and gave one of her big nipples a hard suck. "I'm glad you wrote it. I've been wanting you for a long, long time." My cock started getting hard again. "I can't wait to get that hot pussy of yours." I rubbed it on her virgin pussy. "I'm going to fuck you and Nicole to death!"

"She's looking forward to it. She loves you so much." Lisa smiled. "We want you to do us at the same time." Her hand found my cock and she gently stroked it. "Daddy, I can't wait for this to be in me." She moaned and kissed me on the lips.

I looked over to her clock on the dresser. "I guess we better get up and finish loading the truck." I ran my finger up the crack of her pussy. "The faster we get there, the faster I can start fucking you two pretty girls." 

2.

We loaded the truck and were on our way to pick up sexy, Nicole. I couldn't wait to get my cock deep in her tiny body. I had wanted her for as long as I had known her. And, when she turned into a hot, sexy teen my cock went wild just thinking of her.

I pulled the fully loaded truck into the driveway of her house and saw her smiling face as she walked from the house. My truck was one of the super duty trucks with a crew cab; Lisa was sleeping in the back. 

I opened the door and walked to help Nicole bring out her backpacks. I saw she was wearing a small spandex blouse that gave me a great view of her tiny 32b breasts. And her great 34-inch ass was rammed into a small pair of sorts that looked a size to small.

"Lord, you look so good!" I smiled at her as my eyes took in every inch of her little 5'2 body. Her tiny nipples were as hard as little pebbles in the cool morning air. Her little ass just looked so good in the shorts. I could see her white panties that covered her small pussy.

She gave me an innocent little girl look and said, "Thank you, Sir. I'm glad I can please you." 

She bent down to pick up a bag and rubbed her tiny ass on my cock. "Come here girl." I pulled her into my arms and ran my hand between her legs grabbing her sexy pussy. And, my other hand went to her tight ass. "I hope you know I'm going to fuck you and Lisa day and night, all summer long."

"OH YES, SIR! I can't wait to please you, Sir!" she moaned in a sexy submissive voice that sent a hot rush of blood straight to my cock.

I pulled her tighter to me. "You're going fix this while we drive." I ordered as my cock pushed into her hot pussy.

"Oh, Sir, I would love to please you." She moaned again as her small hand slid to my hard shaft. "Oh, Sir, this is going to fill my little pussy so full. It's going to spilt me wide open." Her tiny hand moved around my hard shaft.

I held her against me. "Let's get going. I want you to suck my cock as I drive to the mountains." My hand caressed her soft brown hair.

"Oh yes, Sir!" she moaned. "I want to please my Master!" she batted her seductive brown eyes at me.

Nicole lay across the truck seat with her mouth over my cock. She held the base with one hand while the other was around my back. Her tiny hand wouldn't go around my thick shaft but her mouth took my large cock head with ease. Her hot tongue was dancing around the tip of it, teasing the shit out of me.

"Oh girl, that's it!" I moaned grabbing a hand full of her soft hair pushing her head down to suck more of me. I heard a small gag but pushed her down more. I needed this sexy, little thing to suck me dry. "Suck it hard!" I ordered Nicole pulling her hair harder.

Her tiny mouth followed my command and started sucking me hard. I could feel the hot cum boiling in my heavy balls. It was only a matter of seconds before I'd be filling her mouth with cum.

Then it happened, I blew in the young girls' wet mouth. "OH YES!"I yelled. She gagged at first as the massive load shot in her mouth. But, she managed to suck it all down her throat. "Keep sucking my sexy little Slave Girl." I moaned as I caressed her beautiful face thinking what a wonderful young lady she had turned into.

She remained on my lap sucking me like a small baby nursing. My cock head in her warm mouth and her gently suckling it as I drove us on towards our camping spot high in the Rocky Mountains.

3.

About 6 hours later we'd made it to our favorite spot high up the mountains and into a hidden valley. "Well, ladies let's get our camp set up and get to some fun!" I said grabbing both their sexy asses giving them a good firm squeeze.

"Sounds fun to me. I can't wait to get your big, fat cock in my pussy." Lisa said running her hand down my shorts grabbing my hard cock. "How about you, Nicole? What do you want from, Daddy, the most?" Lisa asked her friend who was standing, looking at Lisa trying to jerk me off.

I pulled her tiny body next to mine and pushed her hand down my shorts to join Lisa's. "What do you think of the most doing with me? Don't be afraid." I told her kissing the back of her little neck and slipping my hand on her tiny ass.

"OH! I remember one thing she likes!" Lisa said with excitement in her voice. "Daddy, she wants to be tied up and have things done to her by you. She told me one night when you turned her on."

I hugged her little body. "I'd love to tie up my sexy Slave Girl and please you for awhile." My other hand found her tiny, hard, pointed nipples and gave them a soft squeeze. "I can't wait to be inside you." I whispered in her ear.

I gave each of them a good, firm slap on the ass and said, "Let's get set up, so we can play."

Later that afternoon I looked at my two beauties, sweat was running off them like a waterfall. "All right you two sexy bitches, come here and strip! But, leave on your panties." I ordered my two sexy slaves.

They ran to me, standing in front of me, the two sexy girls pulled off everything except their panties. "Now strip me, and I'll need help with my hard cock, who wants to help?"

Lisa jumped up and down just like a little girl in school. Her big tits bounced up and down with her body. Little Nicole stood with a red face but I could see her watching my cock pulse with blood. 

"You like it sexy girl? You seen it in the truck when you sucked me dry." I asked caressing her face. "Come, kneel in front of me." She moved to me, sitting on her feet. Her little brown eyes looked up to my long cock with love in them. My hands held each side of her face. "Close your eyes." She did it. "Now, lean forward and pretend we're back in the truck."

Her warm mouth moved to my throbbing shaft, her soft tongue licked my cock head. And, I could feel her hot breath on my cock as she panted with excitement. "Oh yes! That's my baby." I moaned out with pleasure.

I pulled Lisa to me and sucked her big tit in my mouth, sucking it like a wild animal. "YES! YES!" she screamed out with joy. She began rubbing her wet pussy on me and I reached for Nicole's little hand and guided it between Lisa's legs. They both moaned when it accrued to them what I had done.

Nicole sucked my hard cock as she fingered her best friends wet pussy. They were going nuts with pleasure. Nicole sure knew how to finger a girls pussy. Within just a minute, Lisa was exploding around Nicole's tiny fingers.

"OH GOD! YES! YES Nicole! OH YES!" she screamed so loud it may have been heard ten miles away. She fell on me panting for air; Nicole was still driving her fingers in and out of her wet pussy hole. Lisa moaned on more time before collapsing on the ground. 

I pulled Nicole by her hair making her look up to me. "You're bad, doing that to Lisa." I teased her pushing her mouth back down on my stiff cock. "Suck it, Bitch!" I stood up and began giving sweet Nicole a good mouth fuck. My hands held her face in place and off I went, fucking her hard as I could. "OH YES! THAT'S MY BITCH! SUCK MY COCK, WHORE!"

Nicole went crazy sucking me as hard as her mouth could. Slurping sounds filled my ears as I used her sexy mouth. "You fucking whore!" I yelled as I started pumping her sexy mouth full of my thick cum. Squirt after squirt, I filled her so full it ran from the sides of her mouth. I grabbed Lisa by her hair, pulling her to Nicole. "Lick her mouth clean!" I ordered her.

She started licking cum from Nicole. After just a few seconds I heard little moans coming from the girls. They had begun to kiss and tongue each other. "You horny bitches want o fuck each other?" Neither of them answered. 'SLAP' on both their sexy asses. "Do you two horny bitches want each other?"

"YES!" Lisa moaned out as she fell on Nicole, humping her pussy on Nicole's wet fuck hole like a dog in heat. "I want to fuck you Nicole! I love you!" Lisa moaned as she slid down her body to her drenched pussy. Her mouth covered her and she was licking and slurping like there was no tomorrow.

Nicole went wild as Lisa ate her young, virgin fuck hole. Her hips bucked wildly under Lisa as her tongue moved inside her tender hole. Her hands held Lisa's head to her burning cunt, making sure she didn't stop.

"OH MY GOD! LISA! LISA!" Nicole screamed with joy as her tight hole orgasmed around Lisa's slick tongue. Her slender legs wrapped around Lisa's head like a vise, smashing her face into her exploding cunt.

I sat on my knees watching the two horny bitches fuck. I couldn't believe Nicole going wild like this. And, my daughter eating cunt as good as I could. My cock got as hard as steel watching the two sluts.

When it was over I looked at them with shock. "Damn, you two whores should make movies of that. You'd be rich in no time at all." I looked at their panting bodies, covered with sweat and each other's cum. "Let's go wash and get something for dinner."

4.

We on playing like this for a few weeks until one warm night. We were taking turns eating and sucking each other. "FUCK!" Lisa yelled. "Daddy! I want your hard, stiff cock up my cunt so bad I could scream." She laughed looking at Nicole and I. "I need you to fuck me like a fuckin' whore. Tie me up, beat my ass, hit me, anything but please fuck me!"

"Damn girl, all you had to do was say something." I told her caressing her face. Then I grabbed her by the hair and throw her face down in the tent. "You want fucked like a whore do you?" I slapped her chubby ass hard and jerked her legs apart. "You want it any way?" I asked pulling off my pants letting my angry, hard cock loose. "I'm going to rape you. I've always wanted to do that to a hot bitch like you."

I kicked her legs father apart, I spit down on my cock head. I lined it to her wet cunt and rammed it through her virgin shield. Tearing it apart with no mercy at all. "DADDY! OH GOD, NO! NO! NO!" She screamed before she passed out under me.


Camping 101



Let's go camping!

Few statements in life are more capable than invoking the "flee or fight" response in people that those three words, "Let's go camping."

Some people love it, and some hate it. I've been a dedicated camper for most of my life. I was lucky; I grew up with a father who knew how to camp. I'll take a week of camping over any other style of vacation. I can camp anywhere at anytime. I've camped in the mountains, on the prairies, the desert, and in the arctic. Summer, spring, winter, and fall, I've camped in all four seasons.

Not all forms of camping are for everyone. An inexperienced novice probably won't enjoy a week in the bush, living off the land with nothing but a map, a compass, and a trusty knife.

For the first time camper, I'd recommend an overnight stay, or a weekend at a State, or National Park. With the convenience of the internet, it's easy to check out campgrounds in your area, and see what amenities the campgrounds are equipped with.

Once you've decided where you are going, the next decision is how you are going to camp. There are two choices, tenting, or RV. I don't recommend using your vehicle as your shelter. 

Tents

Go to the sporting goods stores, and look at the tents. Some of them even have some of their tents already set up and on display. How many people are going? You don't want to try to cram three people into a two-man tent. My rule of thumb for tent size is to add one to the number of people in your group, and look for tent of that size. So, if three are going, I'd look for a four man tent. For larger groups, two medium size tents is easier to deal with than one huge tent.

Don't be guided strictly on price. This rule is pretty much true for all camping equipment. Quality gear will cost a bit more, but generally it's worth the cost.

Once you've purchased your tent, take it home and set it up in the back yard. Take it down and set it up again. Know your equipment. The last thing you want to do is get to the campground when it's dark and try to set the tent up for the first time, reading the instructions by flashlight.

I'd highly recommend buying tent stakes separately. Generally the ones that come with the tent are flimsy at best. Wal-Mart, and other sporting goods stores sell stakes that look like big spikes, and are fairly reasonable. Don't forget to pack a hammer, or a hatchet to pound the stakes into the ground.

Sleeping Gear

Other than the tent, the sleeping bag is most important piece of gear. If you're not warm at night, you're not going to be comfortable. Most sleeping bags are rated to different temperatures. Know the type of weather you are going to be in, and buy your sleeping bag with that in mind. Don't buy a bag rated for 40F when the lows are going to be in 20F range, and don't buy an Arctic mummy bag rated for -50F when the lows are going to be in the 40's. Again, don't let the cost be your only guide. A good sleeping bag will cost a little more, but will give you years of service.

Air mattress or foam, that all depends on your personal preference. My only suggestion is if you buy air mattresses; buy the best you can find and afford. Coleman and other outdoors companies sell battery-powered air pumps. They're not expensive, and much easier than huffing, puffing, and hyperventilating while trying to get your bed ready for the night.

Clothing.

Your footwear is probably the most important article of clothing while camping. If you can't keep your feet dry and warm, you're not going to having a good time. I'd highly recommend a good pair of hiking boots, and take two pairs of socks for each day of camping. 

Know what the weather is likely to be while you are camping, and pack appropriate clothing. The evenings can be cool, so pack along a jacket or sweater. Take an extra change of clothing in case something happens, falling into a lake or a stream is not totally unknown. Take along some disposable rain gear, it's cheap, easy to store, and a godsend if it begins to rain. Use the motto of the Boy Scouts, Be Prepared. 

Cooking and Food Storage.

How will you prepare your meals? I'd stay away from trying to cook over the fire. That's an art form all in its own. I'd recommend buying a Coleman stove that uses the propane cylinders. They're easier, and safer to use than the stoves that use white gas for fuel. No pumping is required, just screw the cylinder on, and follow the instructions for lighting the stove. Good quality cookware is essential. Cheap pots and pans have a tendency to burn the food instead of cooking it. Garage sales and second hand stores are good places to look for inexpensive camping cookware.

Plan your meals before leaving home, and for the first few trips, keep them simple. Find what works for you, and what doesn't. A small barbeque is a great item to take camping. 

Plastic tubs are great for storing and organizing dry and canned food items. A good cooler is a necessity for storing perishables. Block ice with last longer than ice cubes, some campers fill empty half-gallon milk containers with water and freeze them. Use large re-sealable bags to store meat, and cheese. 

I can't emphasize this enough. Do not store, cook, or eat food in your tent. Keep your food well away from where you are sleeping, otherwise, you may wake and find a furry visitor in your tent.

A good-sized plastic, or tin washtub can be used for doing the dishes and for washing up. Tin plates, and cups may be the romantic stuff of cowboys, but remember they transfer heat instantly. Many a lip has been burned with the first cup of coffee.

RV's

An RV will allow you to camp with a greater degree of comfort. They offer a regular bed to sleep in, your own toilet and shower, and a fridge to store perishables. There are four main types of RV's Travel Trailers (I'll include tent trailers in with the travel trailers), fifth wheel trailers, motorhomes, (Classes A, B, and C) and Campers (The slide in type). Each has it's own unique advantages and disadvantages, but each has one thing in common, cost. 

You can rent an RV, generally a Class A, or C motorhome, just look in the Yellow Pages. If you are considering any type of RV, I'd highly recommend renting a few times to see what you like, and don't like.

Camping in an RV is what you make of it. You can combine the comfort of knowing you will be sleeping in your bed after a night by the fire with hot chocolate and toasted marshmallows, with the exhilaration of cooking and eating breakfast in the great outdoors.

Miscellaneous 

Never forget that you are in the wilds when camping. There's more than you and your fellow campers at the campground. Always be aware of your surroundings. Don't approach wildlife, no matter how cute and cuddly they look. 

Invest in a propane lantern. Like the stoves, they're easier to use than the models that burn white gas. The rechargeable lanterns are great for kids, and inside of the tent.

Portable two-way radios are a great way of keeping in touch with the camp if someone goes hiking or fishing. 

Always take a good first aid kit, and don't forget the sunscreen. 

Have a pair of good quality flashlights, and spare batteries.

Make a check list of items you will be taking. 

Don't be shy about talking to the park ranger. They are a wealth of information for their park.

Most of all, enjoy the outdoors.

As you camp, you will begin to learn what works for you, and what doesn't. You will find the more you camp, the easier it gets.

There's a long weekend coming, and I'll be camping. Who knows, you might be camped next to me. Come on over, say hello and have a cup of coffee. 



Camping



Dear Listeners ~

At the beginning of this audio I share with you something I really want you all to hear.  But if you want to skip me talking I think around the 5 minute mark is the actual fantasy.  

~Angel

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Camping



When my two best friends and I decided to make an annual tradition of taking a week-long camping in Oconee National Forest together with our wives, we had no idea how much fun it would end up being. We were as different as three white guys from the suburbs can be, but having been friends since kindergarten, we were as close as brothers. Nick was tall, blond and athletic; his wife Nina was a busty Italian girl, with a heart-shaped ass and pouty lips that were equally likely to sweet-talk you or spit curses. Adrian was a punk rocker, with spiky hair and tattoos all up and down both arms; his wife Asha was Indian, tall and leggy, with skin the color of dark chocolate, waist-length black hair, and breasts the size of two ripe peaches. My name is John (for the sake of privacy, all names are made up (we didn't all marry girls with the same first initial), and my wife Jiao is half Chinese, half Korean, petite, with choppy black bangs and the wettest pussy I've ever come across. Seriously, when I eat her pussy, the mattress is usually soaked through.

How did we end up married to such hot girls? All three of us thanked our lucky stars on a daily basis. And the thought of fucking our wives under the stars, maybe even talking them into some skinnydipping, had all three of us hot for weeks thinking about it.

The first trip was fantastic. Both Jiao and I had had plenty of experience before we got together, but neither of us had ever fucked outdoors before, so we made the most of it. As soon as we had set up camp, I chased her through the woods, tearing clothes off as we went, and we fucked each other ragged in a grassy clearing with no one around but the birds. We had trouble finding some of our clothes, and Jiao was embarrassed walking back into camp with nothing covering her breasts but her hands. 

But she needed not worry, as Asha was lounging around the campsite wearing nothing but a pair of bikini bottoms. Silver rings stood out against her nearly-black nipples, and gleaming jewel shone in her navel. As casual as she was about being topless, it was hard for the other girls to be self-conscious, so Jiao let her arms drop to her sides, and from that moment, it wasn't a big deal. In fact, within ten minutes, the two of them were peer-pressuring Nina to take her top off, and soon she unleashed her massive mammaries to hoots and hollers from guys and girls alike.

The rest of the week was a blast. Jiao and I fucked under the stars, then under the sun, every chance we got. The river had a wide bank that was 15 yards of thick, black mud, so we watched the girls mud wrestle naked until they were caked from head to toe, then each of us wrestled our girls into the muck until we were covered as well. It took everything I had not to rip my shorts off and fuck Jiao senseless, but we weren't quite ready to do that in front of the other couples. So we all went skinnydipping to wash off the mud, and Jiao led me out to the deep water where she threw her arms around me, and then under the water, wrapped her legs around my waist and sunk her hot little snatch onto my rock-hard pole. As she slid her lithe body up and down my cock, I looked around to see if we were being watched. But as far as I could tell, Nina was giving Nick an underwater blowjob in the shallow water, and I'm pretty sure Adrian was finger-fuking Asha under the water. So maybe we weren't so shy after all.

So, needless to say, we all had a fantastic time. All six of us agreed that this tradition was too good to be annual, so a month later, we were back in the woods. And that second time, we nearly fucked everything up for good.

As much outdoor sex as we had on these trips, we still spent the night in our tents. And one moonless night, after some heavy drinking around the campfire, the girls went back to the tents while the guys doused the fire. Then we staggered back to our tents, and fucked our wives once more. It wasn't until I awoke to the sound of screaming that any of us knew what had happened.

Nick and I had switched tents. How I didn't realize I was fucking his busty, curvaceous wife and not my skinny Jiao I don't know. We were pretty drunk. Maybe on some level, I didn't want to know. But now I realized I was in deep shit. Nina ran out of the tent, and threw open the door to hers, where Nick and Jiao were lying together asleep, his morning wood pressed against her hip, and his sperm matted in her pubic hair.

Needless to say, I was furious, Nick was furious, the girls were furious. Yelling, threats, tears, the whole soap opera. It was only when Nick and I were on the verge of punching each other's lights out that Adrian tried to be the voice of reason.

"Guys, just chill out for a minute. It was an accident. You fucked his wife, he fucked your wife. The way I see it, you're even. None of you might be happy about it, but at least it's fair."

The campsite got quiet, as we thought that over. We took a step back, and reconsidered murdering each other. Jiao reached over and touched Nina's arm, in a mute gesture of reconciliation. But then a voice broke the silence.

"It's not fair, actually."

It was Asha. "You all got to fuck around with somebody new, and I didn't! Neither did Ade!"

We were stunned for a second. She was upset that she didn't get to cheat on her husband, and she was saying this right in front of him? We waited for Ade's turn to get pissed, but a sly smile crept across his face.

"That's true," he said, thoughtfully. "That's a good point."

A shit-eating grin crept across Nina's face. "I know how to fix that," she said. She took Adrian by the arm and started to lead him towards her tent. Asha took me by the hand and started to do the same. I looked at Jiao for her response, but she just shrugged her shoulders. We had each already fucked one other person, what was one more? All three girls were on the pill, so where was the harm? Resigned, she grabbed Nick and dragged her into the tent.

I barely remembered fucking Nina, but I'll never forget that first time with Asha as long as I live. Turns out, her clit has a silver ring through it to match her nipples. I must have spent a solid hour flicking that ring with my tongue, sucking it into my mouth, tugging it with my teeth, as Asha had one orgasm after another. Finally, her long legs were wrapped around me and I was pumping a hot load of sperm into my best friend's wife, while my own bride was getting the same treatment a few feet away.

Far from feeling any guilt or regret, we all agreed that swapping was incredibly hot. The girls came up with a game called Tent Roulette, which we played faithfully from then on. During the day, sometimes we played around and sometimes we didn't. Then at night, each girl would pick a different tent, unseen by us. We'd pick a tent a few minutes later, not knowing who was inside. Sometimes you got your own wife, sometimes your buddy's.

We ended up going camping 5 times a year. The unspoken rule was, outside the campground, you didn't so much as look at the other two wives. But once we were in the woods, it was a free-for-all.

After three years, we thought it couldn't get any hotter, until the trip where, on our first night in camp, Jiao stood up in front of the campfire, took a small package out of her backpack, and threw it in the fire.

"Those were my birth control pills," she announced.

A hush went over the camp as the implications hit us all. We had all planned on playing Tent Roulette that night and every night. Was she suggesting what I thought she was? My mind swam, and my dick started to stiffen in my pants. Without breaking the silence, Asha stood up and threw a package onto the fire. Then with a gulp, Nina did the same.

"What happens next is up to you," Jiao said. All three girls stripped off their clothes, and each headed into a tent. The meaning was clear — usually we didn't know who was in which tent. But now we were facing a clear choice — fuck our own wives, or each other's, knowing each one was fertile and unprotected.

The thought of knocking up Asha or Nina had my reeling. I had a vision of Asha's smooth, brown belly swollen up with my kid. And Nina's big titties, grown gigantic and leaking mother's milk. But then I thought of my little Jiao, her pussy flooded with another man's sperm, soaking up millions of little swimmers, each trying to make her belly grow with a bastard child. I pictured my tiny bride with a huge, bulging tummy, ripe with another man's baby. And I saw myself in the delivery room, welcoming a baby I knew wasn't mine. I should have been horrified. I should have been disgusted. Instead, I nearly came in my pants.

"That is so hot." I didn't even realize I was speaking the words until they were out of my mouth. But Adrian nodded in agreement.

"So, we're doing this?", he said.

Nick tried to be the voice of reason. "Do you really want me getting your wife pregnant?" he asked me, "because if we do this, I'm putting a baby in Jiao if I die trying."

My cock tensed up and I felt my balls start to ache. "And you'll be raising someone else's kid after one of us fucks Nina."

Adrian was lost in thought. "We don't look that different. No one would have to know but us."

"But we'd know," I said, voice trembling with excitement.

"Let's make a deal, then," said Ade. "No fucking our own wives until the rabbit dies. That way we're all in it together."

"Fair's fair," Nick said in a faraway voice. He was staring at Jiao's tent, and I knew in his head, he was already fucking her pregnant.

"Looks like we're doing this," I said. We stood there for a minute, none of us wanting to make the first move, knowing there was no going back. Finally, I walked to Asha's tent, not looking back, knowing that by the time I woke up, my wife could be pregnant with another man's baby. And loving that fact, more than I would have thought possible.

Asha was lying on her back in the tent, knees up, pussy wide open and waiting for me as she lazily played with her clit ring. "I thought I'd get you," she said with a smile.

I didn't waste time with her ring this time — she was already soaking wet. My cock slid into her snatch in one long, slow stroke, and nothing had ever felt better in my life. I was in heaven, fucking my friend's beautiful wife, knowing she wanted to have my baby and not her husband's. After a few minutes, I could hear Jiao's distinctive moans from the next tent over, and that just spurred me on even more, knowing my wife was about to take another man's sperm into her fertile womb. I grabbed Asha's hips, and started thrusting for all I was worth. 

Visions of Nick flooding my wife's cunt with his seed alternated with Asha's belly swollen up with my baby. On top of the mental stimulation, Asha was crying out and thrusting her hips in time with mine, eager to drive my cock deeper inside of her. I should have been a goner after a minute or two, but the intensity of the situation actually made my stamina build. We rutted like animals in heat. Hell, we were animals in heat. Asha came, and I kept going. She came again, and I kept going. Finally, I heard Jiao scream in ecstasy, and I heard Nick call out her name before grunting in time with each shot of fertile sperm that he drove into my wife's willing cunt. 

She had never, until this moment, had truly unprotected sex. We had always used the pill; other guys had had to use condoms. No man's sperm had ever had a chance at finding a fertile egg, and now another man was enjoying the privilege that was supposed to be for me alone. As we fucked on our wedding night, she whispered in my ear that one day the cock that was buried deep inside her would give her a baby. We fantasized about it often since then, turning each other on with the idea that, when we were ready, her body would transform, a new life would be created, and our lives would change utterly, all because I shot my sperm deep inside her womb.

But at that moment, her womb was opening up to accept another man's seed — millions of sperm that were already swimming deeper into Jiao's belly, searching for a fertile egg. One of them would find it, and a new life would start to grow inside of my wife. Her abdomen would swell up, her breasts would start to fill up with milk, to give life to a baby that wasn't mine. Jiao was going to be pregnant with Nick's baby. She was going to give birth to Nick's bastard child. And she and I were going to raise Nick's child, knowing without a doubt that, after all her promises, after all our fantasizing, I hadn't been the one to get her pregnant.

The thought of it was so taboo, so intense, so erotic, that before Nick had come down from his orgasm, I started one of my own. I swear it was the most powerful one of my life, as I shot spurt after spurt of thick, creamy sperm into Asha's fertile womb. As my cock spasmed six, seven, eight times, I reflected that the huge load of sperm I was pumping into my friend's willing wife were going to make her pregnant as well. The ropes of sticky, white cream that I was shooting directly at her cervix would also seek out an unprotected egg. While we slept, our DNA would combine to create a new life. Asha's brown belly would expand and swell, as my baby grew inside of it. It was the most erotic, most exciting moment of my life. And the funny part was, I don't know which had a more powerful effect on me — my getting another man's wife pregnant, or knowing without a doubt that my wife was being impregnated by another man.

Of course, it was far from over. We didn't speak afterwards, we just kissed passionately, as Asha kept her knees up again, letting the sperm run deeper inside of her. I sucked on her nipples for a while as her fingers grazed against my soft cock, rubbing a few drops of excess sperm around the head, until she finally said, "I need more of your sperm in me."

She sucked me until I was hard, and then mounted me, gasping as she lowered herself onto my cock. I swear I could feel the massive load of sperm dripping down around my cock as she rocked her hips back and forth, pushing me ever-so-slightly in and out of her. We fucked lazily like that for a while, and after she rubbed herself to her first orgasm, she whispered, "when I come, it pulls your sperm deeper into my womb."

No more lazy fucking after that. I flipped her on her stomach, and pounded her from behind until I had added a second load to the first. She got back into position, letting her womb absorb more of my seed, and I ate her pussy ravenously until she came again. By that time, I was more than ready for a third go-around, and by the time I finished, she was so full of sperm it was leaking out of her and on to my balls. We finished the night spooning, with my still-hard cock sawing in and out of her, keeping as much of my cum as possible inside of her, until finally I added a fourth load and we fell asleep, my cock still lodged inside of her.

In the morning, I fucked her two more times, until my dick was finally too worn out to function. I went into the woods to pee, and came back to see Jiao staggering out of her own tent looking as well-fucked as any woman in history. Before either of us could say a word, I pulled her close and kissed her passionately.

"I think I might be pregnant," she said with a sheepish grin.

"I love you so much," I told her, gazing into her eyes. "I'm so glad we did this."

I stepped back to look at her body. Her pussy was red and swollen, with a steady trickle of sperm running across her lips and down her thigh. She had love bites on both breasts, hickies covering both sides of her neck, and what could only be a red hand print on one ass cheek. And she looked more satisfied, more fulfilled, and happier than I had ever seen her.

"Nick put seven loads of cum in me, and I begged him for every one. And I'm going to need a lot more of his sperm before the week is out. I want every drop of sperm his balls can produce to go deep inside my womb, and I'm going to keep fucking him until his baby is growing inside me. I love you more than anything, but your dick's not going to touch me until I know that Nick made me pregnant, even if it takes months of fucking him every night and every day. You can watch him knock me up if you want. But even if you beg me to stop, I'm going to keep his cock inside of me until my belly starts to swell."

I was silent for a minute, after she got that off her chest.

"Beg you to stop? I've never loved you more than I do right now, and I've never found you sexier." I ran a finger across her pussy slit. It was soaking wet, and my finger came away coated with sperm. I put my finger to my lips and fed Nick's cum to her.

"I'm going to beg you to keep fucking him. I'm going to watch him fill you up with sperm if I have to hold you down while he does it. When this trip is over, I'm not even letting you come home without a baby in your belly. I'm going to drive you to Nick's house, tie you to his bed, and tell him not to let you up until he's put you in the club. HEY NICK!"

I yelled to my friend, who was deep in discussion with his own wife, who was probably carrying Adrian's child as we spoke. But he came over to me when I called him.

"Nick, just so we're clear, Jiao's going to have your baby. If she doesn't catch this week, I want you to keep fucking this little slut every chance you get until she's in the club. I relinquish all rights to her pussy until she comes back to me pregnant."

Jiao couldn't hide her delight. She was hanging on Nick by the end of my little speech.

"And just for the record, I'm going to keep fucking Asha morning noon and night until her belly starts to swell too."

Adrian was listening by this point. "Go for it, man. I couldn't stop her if I wanted to." He walked over to Nina, grabbed one of her fleshy tits in each hand and kneeled down to kiss her belly. "Do you still want to have my baby?", he asked.

"No," she said. "I want to have like six of your babies."

We all laughed, and that was that. We spent the rest of the week trying our hardest to get each other's wives pregnant, me with Asha, Jiao with Nick, and Adrian with Nina. By the time we drove home, with three raw pussies and three sore sets of balls, there was little doubt all three girls were with child. But just to be sure, each wife spent two weeks living with her new man, fucking as often as we could, until pregnancy tests confirmed that Nina and Asha were both carrying bastards in their bellies.

But Jiao wasn't. As much as the stories on this web site always talk about women getting pregnant instantly, in real life, the body rejects the fertilized egg half the time, no matter how much sperm was there to fertilize it. So, true to my word, I made Jiao stay at Nick's house for the duration, not that she minded. The other pregnant girls went home to their husbands, so I spent two months alone, while Jiao sent me breathless letters about all the fucking she and Nick had been doing, how much she loved feeling his sperm inside of her, and how badly she wanted his baby. 

She sent me pictures of his sperm leaking out of her well-used cunt. She sent me pictures of herself, naked, with dirty things written all over her in Sharpie. "Knock me up." "Pregnant slut" "My womb needs more sperm" "I want your baby, not my husband's". As weeks passed, they got dirtier. "Dirty cum slut." "Sperm dumpster" "I need a big cock in my slutty cunt." Eventually, the photos revealed that it was Nina writing the really nasty stuff. "Desperate whore." "I need cum." "Fill me up with sperm."

Needless to say, I jerked off to every one. The videos too. They recorded Nick fucking Jiao in every position, as she begged for his baby. Sometimes Nina wasn't in them, but sometimes she was on the bed watching, and sometimes she was giving encouragement from behind the camera.

Two long months later, Jiao came back to me, proudly pregnant with Nick's baby at long last. We had one more camping trip that year, as we took turns fucking each others' wives, who by now all had bulging bellies.




Camping



All three babies were healthy, born a month apart, and it was impossible that any of us were the father of the child we brought home from the hospital. The six of us were so happy that two years later, we did it all over again. I assumed this time, we'd be knocking up the wife that we had missed the first time out. But the girls had another idea. We took turns with the two women we weren't married to, so nobody would know who had gotten who pregnant. I like to think I got both Asha and Nina that time, but who knows.



Camping



Max and Stella's hatchback slowed to a stop beside the empty campsite. The wooden post donned a 4x6 index card with their names on it. Max, relieved he'd navigated the maze of dirt roads correctly, was the first to emerge from the car and survey the scene.

"Not a bad spot, and we got here before it got dark!"

"Yeah, let's hurry up and pitch the tent before we lose the light," Stella answered back.

The couple unloaded the camping supplies from their car and cleared rocks on the flat, dusty piece of land. There was a small picnic table beside a fire pit, but the rest of the area was almost completely occupied by the car and the tent's ground cloth. Max didn't mind the size. They would only be there for the night before moving on.

Brittle shrubbery served as a boundary from two of the bordering campsites. Their site was on a slight hill in an otherwise flat terrain, which allowed them to see most of the campgrounds. Tents covered at least three nearby campsites, though none of them were directly adjacent. A large RV sat about twenty feet behind their car, blocking any possible view in that direction. It was easy to see why the picturesque setting was such a popular camping destination.

After about ten minutes, the two-person tent started to take shape. While Max attempted to pound the stakes into the unyielding ground, Stella began to prepare the fire for dinner. She stood 5'8 with an athletic build, which is to say she had a small chest, a magnificently round butt, and perfectly well-toned legs. Her brown, wavy hair fell just past her shoulders and appeared every bit as touchable as her extraordinarily soft, smooth skin.

Max finished pitching the tent just in time to watch Stella unload the last package of food from the car. He was a lean 6'4 with short, dirty blonde hair. Like Stella, he was in his mid-twenties, though he looked much younger. His soft face sported a five o'clock shadow that was actually the result of three days' worth of not shaving.

With the tent pitched, the car unloaded, and the fire set, the couple lit the wood and Stella began cooking dinner. Max took the opportunity to uncork their white zinfandel. He grabbed two Solo cups, pouring a sizable amount in each. Stella set the stirring spoon on the edge of the pot and joined her boyfriend.

"Here's to a fun weekend," Max said, clinking the cups together.

"Here's to a good dinner and a fun night," Stella responded.

Forty-five minutes later the food was on the table and the last glimmers of twilight were fast disappearing behind the mountains. Max pouring what little remained of the wine into Stella's cup, topping off the bottle.

"So what's on the agenda for tomorrow?" Max asked as he scooped a bite of rice.

"I was thinking we could get up early, make breakfast and breakdown camp. There are a few hikes I want to try to do. None of them are too long."

"Sounds good. We should probably try to get to sleep pretty early tonight if we're going to wake up early. Besides, not much to do with such limited light."

Stella popped a shrimp in her mouth and shot Max a look. They both knew it was a loaded statement. It usually didn't take more than a glass of wine to get Stella pretty tipsy, and she just helped Max finish half a bottle. And when Stella got tipsy, she got horny. They were both in for a fun night.

They finished their meal with some minor chitchat and cleaned their plates and cooking supplies. The sun had been down for more than an hour and the air was getting brisk. Max walked to the car to find his sweatshirt. Even in his jeans, long-sleeved shirt, and beanie hat, he felt a chill every time the wind blew. He threw on his pullover and returned to the table, spotting Stella warming herself by the fire. Her silhouette alone was enough to make his heart skip a beat. Stella wore only a pair of leggings and a tight long sleeve shirt. She'd need more if she was to stay warm.

Max grabbed Stella by the hips and gave her a long, sensuous kiss. She turned completely around, putting her hands on his cool cheeks.

"Thanks for dinner, it was great," Max said, breaking the kiss.

"Of course, I like cooking for you."

"And I love eating for you."

They stood warming themselves by the fire for several minutes, she in his arms. Max uncrossed his arms from around Stella's chest and put them on her waist. He worked his fingers just under her leggings, rubbing her hip bones. His fingers rubbed her hips for a minute before gliding across the bottom of her stomach. He could feel Stella draw in a long breath. Slowly, he moved his fingers down to her bush. Stella whimpered. He felt himself quickly growing harder.

Max removed his hand and spun Stella around, kissing her deeply. Outside her leggings his hand began rubbing her crotch. Even through the thick material he could tell she was getting wet.

"I really want to fuck you right now," Stella said bluntly.

"Mmm, okay. Let's put out that fire first."

They approached the dying fire and poured their gallon container of water onto the wood. The air filled with smoke and sizzling. Max stepped on a few embers before refocusing on Stella.

"Good, now let's put that tent to good use," she said eagerly.

"No, I've got a better idea," Max replied, looking over to the empty table.

"Yeah? You think we can?" 

There was a palpable excitement in her voice. She did a quick look around. 

"Okay."

They took several steps towards the table before Stella stopped them.

"Wait," she commanded before disappearing into the tent and emerging with a bed sheet. "Just in case."

Max lifted Stella gently onto the table with her legs dangling off the end. She wrapped the sheet around his waist, pulling him towards her horizontally. The couple kissed furiously as Stella fiddled with his belt buckle. He quickly stood up again and undid his pants, which immediately fell to the ground. Stella sat up with him and grabbed his cock in her hand while maintaining her grip on the sheet. The fluid motion with which she seized his manhood demonstrated the almost magnetic draw she had to him. Max gave her a gentle shove back down to indicate that their brief foreplay was over.

Keeping her hands wrapped around the sheet, Stella pulled her leggings off just far enough to give Max easy access to her glistening bush. She could feel her exposed pussy throbbing. Stella knew even in the darkness that Max could see how wet she was.

She lay down on the table, facing the stars. Light from the full moon danced off the rapidly moving clouds, which gave the whole scene a beautiful ambiance and a dangerous amount of illuminating light. Before she had time to consider how visible they were, Stella felt Max slip a finger into her. They simultaneously whispered groans. He softly circled the outside of her pussy lips before reaching her clit. Stella moaned again.

He retracted his hand and pulled down his boxers, letting them join the dusty jeans on the ground. Stella opened her legs for him. Max let out a long, satisfied sigh as he slowly sank into her. A startled gasp escaped Stella's lips in reaction to the much-anticipated penetration.

It didn't take long before the slow initial penetration progressed into energized fucking. Max stood above Stella, grabbing the outer edges of the table to propel himself into her. The force with which he entered her was something she had never felt in the two years they'd been together. Not only was he launching himself into her with every thrust, but his cock felt larger than normal. She'd wrapped her lips around it hundreds of times and knew ever last inch of it, but this size was unusual. If she weren't so wet, it might actually hurt.

With every push Stella produced a loud, uninhibited moan. After a few minutes, Max bent down and hovered over her.

"You better keep your fucking voice down," he grunted louder than he intended. 

He put his hand on her throat to emphasize his point, squeezing lightly for a few seconds. Stella's entire body tingled at the sensation of domination Max had over her. Almost unconsciously, she felt her pussy squeeze around him. As soon as he released her, she emitted an exceptionally loud moan.

Max looked around at their surroundings. Orange light from at least two nearby campfires reflected off the adjacent trailers and trees. Muddled conversations could be heard and he even spotted two groups of campers sitting around a fire in the distance. He wondered if those same people could hear Stella. If he could pick out distinct conversations, there was no reason to think those strangers couldn't hear the sounds of them fucking. He didn't care who saw or heard them; he wasn't going to stop for anyone until he finished.

Returning his focus to Stella, Max released his tight grip on the table and grabbed her by the waist. She drew him closer with the bed sheet, rolling her hips in rhythm with his thrusts. His cock hit her inner walls in places she'd never been touched. The elevated angle from which he entered her felt unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Stella closed her eyes and immediately forgot her surroundings, surrendering to the overwhelming feelings of lust.

Max continued to plunge himself deeper into her. The temperature outside had dropped significantly since the sun went down and there was a crisp breeze whisking around them. Stella's pussy felt especially warm around him in contrast. His cock throbbed. 

After what seemed like an eternity, Stella was jostled out of her trance as Max lifted her legs over his shoulders, plunging deeper into her. Stella thrashed on the table.

"Oh fuck," she cried out, her eyes wide open in stunned surprise.

Stella had never been penetrated this deeply and knew she couldn't maintain this pounding for much longer. Previous fuck sessions with Max had left her sore for days and she knew they had plenty more fucking to do that night. She needed to make him cum. 

"Fuck me Max! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fill me up!"

Max's eyes were clinched closed and she knew he was close. She kept going.

"Oh yeah, you're so big. I love feeling every inch of you in my pussy. Please cum inside me."

He drew in a long breath and held it in his lungs, focusing completely on his pulsating cock. Hearing Stella beg for him was more than he could take. No longer able to hold back, Max pushed himself deep inside Stella and exploded into ecstasy. She felt his hot spurts of cum filling her pussy and let out hungry moans, which were drowned out by Max's exasperated, orgasmic grunts.

Max finally opened his eyes and released his tight hold on Stella's hips. He bent over and kissed her passionately.

"That was amazing," he said finally, carefully slipping out of her.

He looked around before bending over to retrieve his boxers and pants. He realized he could no longer hear the voices in the background.

Stella stood up and tossed the sheet onto the table. She could feel Max's cum dripping out of her and pulled her leggings back around her waist.

"Sorry for being so loud, I just couldn't help myself."

"Oh I didn't care how loud you were, I just didn't want a park ranger or someone coming by and make us stop before I had a chance to cum inside you," Max responded.

"Well maybe next time we should do it somewhere a little more private, so there's no possibility of anyone interrupting."

The excitement of fucking Max out in the open still had Stella feeling very aroused. She knew she could get Max hard again in a matter of minutes. She also knew he could last for hours after the first orgasm.

Stella picked up the sheet with one hand and grabbed Max with the other. She threw the sheet in the car and led Max the few steps back to the tent. They took off their shoes and ducked inside. 

As Max zipped up the tent flap behind them, Stella reached around him and undid his pants again. Surprised, Max turned around to find Stella in a crouching position with a mischievous smile across her face. She took a moment to lick her lips while locking eyes with Max and reached into the flap of his boxers to free his semi-erect dick.

"Let's see what we can do about this," she said as she lowered her mouth onto him. 

Max let out a long, slow exhale. He leaned back on both hands and watched his girlfriend greedily suck his dick.

Stella could feel herself getting wet again, lost in the task of pleasuring her man. There was something very erotic about feeling Max grow in her mouth. Knowing that his cock was now much larger and much harder than when she engulfed it a few minutes ago made Stella weak at the knees. She took him out of her mouth and licked his shaft from top to bottom in order to get a better look.

As she did, Stella glanced up to Max's face, hoping to look him in the eyes as she licked the length of his cock. His eyes were closed and his head was cocked back and she could tell even in the poor light that his mouth was wide open. Stella knew she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before continuing to pump her head up and down on him.

"Oh fuuuck," was all he could say.

Stella couldn't believe how wet she was getting. She decided to see if she could hold out just a little bit longer and tease Max just a little more. His fidgeting led her to believe it was only a matter of time before he begged to be inside her again.

Just as Stella's pussy heated Max's cock out on the table, her mouth was a warm haven in an otherwise cool tent. Max could hardly contain himself. He sat up and started putting his restless hands to good use, reaching into Stella's shirt and cupping both of her breasts. A muffled whimper left her mouth. Stella's whole body shivered at the feel of his fingers pinching her nipples, which were already plenty hard. She was past the point of no return; she needed him.

"Mmm, I bet you want to be inside me," she said as she raised her head up, still continuing to pump her fist.

"Oh yes I do" Max answered, taking off Stella's shirt in the process.

He twirled Stella onto the sleeping bag and took off her leggings in the same motion. They both stripped off their remaining clothes and were naked in a matter of seconds. Max moved his hand down to Stella's pussy, feeling her warm entrance.

"Don't worry, I'm plenty wet. I've still got your cum dripping out of me."

Stella was surprised herself how worked up she was. Before she'd given possible voyeurs a visual preview. Now that she could hide behind the illusion of privacy the tent provided, she wanted to put on an auditory show, for both Max and anyone else who might be listening. She knew the surrounding campsites could hear her, but she just didn't care. In fact, it made her super horny to know that other people would be hearing her ride her man.

Max couldn't believe his luck. Stella rarely if ever turned down his advances, but she almost never initiated sex. Now she was practically begging for him. He spread her trembling legs and lowered his naked body on top of hers. Stella gently took his dick and guided it into her wet opening.

Max pushed himself gently inside with a slow, deep thrust. He had cum so hard in Stella before that the head of his dick was considerably sore. He knew that would only make him harder and that Stella's tight pussy had a tough time handling his cock when it was that hard. Max inched his dick slowly in and out.

Stella grew impatient with Max's sensual, yet slow pace. She had no intention of making love to her gentle boyfriend; she wanted to fuck the hot piece of ass in front of her.

"C'mon Max, fuck me!"

"Are you sure you can take it?" He said in a condescending tone.

"I can take anything you give me," she answered between moans.

Max, excited to have permission to let loose, slammed his cock into the back of her pussy. He wanted her to understand what an invitation like that meant. Stella opened her eyes wide as she did before and screamed out in pleasure. The noise caused Max to immediately become aware of their surroundings, but rather than try to stifle her cries, he took it as a challenge to fuck her harder and continue the pace. People might have thought someone was being murdered if the moans weren't so rhythmic and patterned. Because they were, there was no room for ambiguity about what was going on in that tent. Everyone in the park knew they were fucking.

They continued to hump violently, groaning simultaneously every time the tip of his cock hit the back of her pussy. Stella writhed in pleasure under the weight of Max's body. She could tell he was fucking her with the force that only true lust could elicit.

Max couldn't help himself. He couldn't control his hands. He was hungry for every part of her body. Her silky soft legs. Her wide feminine hips. Her perky, bouncing breasts. His hands moved from one body part to the next, desperate to enjoy the full extent of Stella's beauty.

She loved his wandering hands. The idea of being objectified made her feel very sexy. To Max, she wasn't just his girlfriend, but a hottie who was desperate to suck him off and take his cock. To the other people listening she was just a horny slut willing to give it up in public. She loved the divisive attention she was bringing to herself. Maybe they were annoyed by it. Maybe they were turned on by it. There were enough people who could hear her that at least one person was probably in their own tent jerking off to it. The idea of getting multiple people off at the same time was almost too much for her to handle. As far as she was concerned it was her responsibility to give them a show.

"Do you want me to ride you?" she asked, knowing this was the best way for Max to control the action and cum inside her.

He didn't answer her, but after one last, particularly forceful thrust, he rolled off and let Stella climb on top of him.

"Oh yes," she groaned loudly as she lowered herself onto him, as though he were penetrating her for the first time in years. 

Max reached around and put both palms on Stella's ass. He squeezed hard with both hands before reaching back and slapping her right cheek with an open hand.

"Oh yeah," she said after the first one and every one after that. "Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah."

Max grabbed her ass again.

"Ride me hard slut."

Stella began to thrash her hips back and forth. Her pussy clamped down on Max's cock, bouncing him against every wall.

"Like that? Is that how you like it? Oh! Oooooh! You feel so good inside me!"

She was practically shouting now! Her lack of inhibitions turned Max on even more. He licked his fingers and started to rub her clit, afraid he would get off for a second time before she had a chance to cum even once.

"I want you to touch yourself," Max said, more of a command than a request.

Stella obeyed. She slowed her frantic pace to a soft grind as she started to focus attention on her swollen clit. It wouldn't take long at all for Stella to orgasm. Max wanted to give her the sensation of unloading deep inside her when she did. Just watching her cum was usually enough to push him over the edge.

With her eyes closed, Stella concentrated all of her awareness to her building orgasm. She focused on her wet clit and the eroticism of having her boyfriend's dick inside her and his hands all over her. As she did this, she moaned more loudly and deeply. Max watched her clinched face and grabbed her hips, controlling her movements around hick cock. Stella's moans picked up in pace and volume and Max knew they were about to cum.

"Oh yeah Stella, cum for me. They're all listening, waiting for you to cum. Be my good little slut and cum for me!"

"Uh uh, oooooooh! Uuuuhh!" Stella screamed out her pleasure, gasping for air.

Feeling Stella's pussy convulse around him was more than Max could take. He exploded, pumping stream after stream deep inside Stella. She could feel his cum filling her pussy and oozing out of her, making her orgasm last even longer. Ten seconds turned into fifteen, which turned into twenty as Max kept shooting his loads inside Stella, who kept spasming around Max.




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They both took several deep breaths in an attempt to normalize their breathing. Stella and Max opened their eyes at the same time, matching each other's gaze. They laughed.

"Wow, that was intense," Max said, the first non-sexually charged words in quite some time.

"Yeah, you really had me going," Stella responded as she carefully removed herself.

She tried to squeeze hard as she did this to keep everything inside of her, but it was an impossible task. Max had cum an incredible amount. Stella wondered if she would have been able to swallow it all if he had cum in her mouth, a duty she routinely performed with great enthusiasm. She wouldn't have to find out tonight.

Plopping next to her man, Stella released a sigh of exhaustion and contentment.

"Now we can get some sleep," she said.

"Now everyone can get some sleep," Max replied.

He smiled and kissed her cheek. Stella blushed.



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This is 100% true. This happened last summer, but I was too busy with college stuff to write it, so I apologize for the delay. Hope you like it.

*

It's almost a rite of passage these days for a teenage boy to go camping with friends. And believe me, if I'd known how this would turn out, I would've gone ages ago. I got the opportunity one day in July, when one of my best friends, a kid I went to school with named Cade (pronounced like "made" but with a C), texted me inviting me along. He was going with his girlfriend, a girl from a neighboring town named Mikayla (who he actually broke up with the following month). I also found out another one of my closest friends named Nate was going. He didn't have a girlfriend so he was going alone, which must've sucked. Naturally, I wanted to bring my girlfriend Liv along. We'd been dating for nearly 2 years by this point. She was going into her sophomore year in college, making her the oldest of the group. The other 5 of us had just graduated high school. I was going to the same college as Liv and Cade, who happened to be my roommate, in September, and I couldn't wait. We all went to the same high school, except Mikayla, who went to her town's. 

My name is Matt by the way. I was 18 when this camping trip took place. In fact we all were. Liv was turning 19 later that month (that's a whole different story altogether, called Birthday Fun, check it out). I had dark brown hair, bordering on black, and grayish eyes. I had a honker though, which I broke when I was 14, and now was hooked and rather large. I was about 5'9" and average weight, whatever that is for a teen boy. I played lead guitar in a band, which I formed around the same time I first started dating Liv. We met in high school, in our French class actually, which we both hated with a passion, along with everyone who took the class. I was 16, she was 17, and the grade above me. We hit it off pretty much instantly, and I finally worked up the balls to ask her out in December of my junior year. She's my first girlfriend. We're still together, coming up for 2 years (now over 2 years in real life), and I love her immensely. We finally had sex for the first time on my 18th birthday the previous April. Her present to me was her v-card, which actually made me cry when she told me she surrendered her innocence. That was easily the best gift I've ever had for a birthday. I wrote about that as well, it's called Best Birthday Ever. And trust me, it really was.

Liv had a great personality, one reason why I liked her. She was usually very outgoing and talkative, as well joking and mischievous, but was a very sweet girl with a kind heart. And looks-wise, she was a fucking smoke show. She had blondish-brown hair and hazel eyes. She stood about 5'3" and was in great shape. She played soccer in college. And in high school, she was captain of the girls varsity soccer team and ran track, setting records for best times. She had a fabulous ass, my favorite feature on her, and roughly 34C tits. Her legs were long and toned from soccer, as well as tanned. Her stomach was toned and flat too, made even hotter with a bellybutton piercing, which made the tan look even sexier in the summer. 

Anyway, I was at my house chilling out one scorching July afternoon when Cade texted me, asking if I was free the next weekend. I said yes, so he invited me camping with him on Saturday night, along with Mikayla and Nate. He said I could bring Liv, so I texted her asking her to come. She agreed instantly, being the adventurous type. I had never gone camping before, so it was bound to be a good laugh. 

So on Saturday afternoon, I picked Liv up and we drove over to Cade's house. Mikayla was already there, and they were packing. Cade greeted us and informed us that Nate was borrowing his dad's truck for the night to haul all our stuff. Nate showed up about 15 minutes later. His dad had a nice truck, a black 2010 Toyota Tundra with a double cab. I've always liked these trucks, and hope to own one in the future. The only problem was, we couldn't all fit in the truck, even with 4 doors and a back seat. So we decided to put all our stuff in the truck and take my car as well. Nate would drive the truck to our campsite and I would follow. It was about a 90 minute drive. 

I drive a silver, 5 speed manual 2003 Saab 9-3, nicknamed "Stealth" because she was deathly quiet, despite having a turbo kit and a manual gearbox. I got her from my grandparents when I was 16 because they were sick of changing gears and wanted an automatic. I had no idea how to drive stick when I first got her, but now I love it. I don't think I'll ever own an automatic (maybe a truck, but never a car) as long as I still have my left leg. She's a snarling, turbocharged beast, but she's still my baby. 

Anyway, we hit the road about 20 minutes later, at roughly 4:00, Nate's truck carrying all our gear. I was driving the Saab, following him. I love flooring the gas on the highway, the turbo pushes everyone back in their seats. Seriously, it's like a fucking roller coaster. So naturally, I did that once we were on the highway, dropping it into 2nd gear and gunning it past Nate, waving and laughing. He had no chance of catching us, driving a huge pickup truck weighed down with all our shit for the night. The journey there was great. We rolled down the windows and hung our arms out of them. I also opened the sunroof and blasted the radio. We all loved cruising around on summer nights like these. Liv was wearing sunglasses and was sticking her arm out the sunroof the whole journey, a permanent smile on her face.

We finally arrived at the campsite, coming down from the high of driving around on a summer night without a care in the world. This was the shitty part. We had to unload the truck (we'd brought plenty of coolers full of beer luckily) and set up our tents. I was sharing a tent with Liv. Cade was with Mikayla. Nate, the poor kid, had his own, being single. This took forever to do. No one had a clue how to pitch a tent, so everyone kept fucking it up, but it was a good laugh nonetheless. We finally finished about 2 hours later. Nate got the grill set up and went to work on burgers and hotdogs and all sorts of barbecue food. He's a great cook. I was very surprised he didn't have a girlfriend. He's in great shape and can cook, and isn't an ugly kid either. 

Cade and I got a fire going while he cooked. The 2 girls found some logs for us all to sit on. Dinner was served at about 8, just as it was starting to get dark. The fire certainly helped keep the mosquitoes away, which was a big plus. It was also getting colder, maybe in the 60s now. Liv certainly noticed and sat next to me, putting her arms around me and leaning on me, giving me a clear view down her tank top. She also got the idea of feeding me, which I liked. I returned the favor, feeding her all of my food. Then she decided to take one of my fingers in her mouth, sucking on it and swirling her tongue around it. 

I laughed. "Liv, there's a time and a place for this, you know."

She took my finger out of her mouth. "Damn right. It's now." With that, she sucked each of my fingers on that hand one at a time, and started kissing up my arm and neck, not caring that there were people around. If that wasn't bad enough, she started sucking on my earlobe. I had to resist the urge to moan. She stopped and whispered into my ear, "This isn't the only thing I'll be sucking later." She smiled and turned my head, giving me a particularly wet kiss. That's why I liked her, she didn't give a shit what she looked or sounded like. 

I was shaken out of my thoughts by Cade's voice. "Jesus Christ, cool it, will ya? You were right, there's a time and place," he said with a grin from across the fire. Liv finally pulled away with a wet and audible smack, once again hugging me and leaning on me. I put an arm around her waist, caressing her perfect stomach and holding her close. 

"Sorry. Liv can't get enough of me," I said jokingly. Cade and Nate both groaned and pretended to puke. 

"Anyway, as I was saying, before Romeo and Juliet over there interrupted us, I wanna know what scares you all the most," Cade said, looking around at us. 

There was silence until Nate spoke up. "Spiders."

Cade nodded. "I don't like them either but they're not my absolute worst fear."

Nate continued, "I don't know, I just don't like them. Some are ok, like the small harmless things I find in my house. But, there are also some truly nasty motherfuckers crawling around. Mainly the massive, hairy, fucking leviathans I see in, like, South America or Australia. Those fuckers are the things that give me the shits."

Cade nodded. "Fair enough. I'm with you there. Mikayla?" he looked over at her, waiting.

She was surprisingly quiet. I thought she would be loud and outgoing, but she hadn't spoken since we'd arrived. She thought for a second, then said, dead seriously, "I'm not sure yet. Probably heights. Or blood." There was silence.

Cade said, "Alright. That's a common one." He looked around.

Then Nate spoke up, "I wanna know what scares the 2 horny lovers over there."

All eyes fell on us. Liv went first. "I've always been scared of the dark. I always feel like there's something waiting just out of my line of sight, trying to kill me." Her voice changed to a joking tone. "That's why I'm sleeping with Matt tonight, to protect me. As well as other various reasons, which you can probably guess," she grinned. 

Everyone burst out laughing, even Mikayla. I laughed and put an arm around her again. She smiled and fell silent, snuggling against me again, putting her head on my shoulder.

The laughter eventually stopped. Nate said, "Go on Matt, what scares you?"

Cade spoke up, "Screw off man, nothing scares him." He got up and threw more wood on the fire.

I smiled. "I don't know about that. Girls used to scare me." I paused and continued with a smile, motioning to Liv, "Until I met this one." Instantly, a disgusted groan went up around the campfire. Cade jokingly rolled his eyes. Liv laughed and kissed my cheek. I continued, "But seriously, the thought of never seeing my friends or my family again scares the shit out of me. That and the things that make your skin crawl, and the hair stand up on the back of your neck." I paused, smiled, and pointed, "Like Nate over there." Everyone laughed even harder, even Nate, who blushed. Liv, Cade, and Mikayla were crying with laughter now. I grinned and continued, "One more thing. My grandfather always told me a creepy story of his dad." I paused and cleared my throat, leaning in and removing my arm from around Liv. Cade leaned in from across the fire and looked at me, the flames reflecting in his hazel eyes. 

I continued, "It was back in world war two, which my great-grandfather fought in. He served with the 1st Marines on Okinawa. There was this insane guy in his squad. A fucking nut job. He was bloodthirsty. Anyway, it was about a month into the battle. This guy got the job of carrying the flamethrower. Now this was a really undesired task. They were always the priority targets. Any soldier in his right mind who saw he was about to be burnt to a fucking crisp would aim for the flamethrower. Makes perfect sense to me. Add an additional 25 pounds of fuel on your back and it was considered to be the worst job any soldier could have. I can only imagine what the fuck the guy's superiors were thinking, giving that lunatic, of all people, a flamethrower. But the problem was, he loved it! Even worse, he was the best shot in the platoon with it. And one day, his platoon got orders. These came straight down from the top." I paused and looked around at everyone. They were all listening attentively and leaning in. Liv was staring at me, her hazel eyes wide and fearful. 

I went on, "His platoon was ordered to charge a series of tunnels and caves carved into the sides of the mountains. These were a fucking death trap. They were all connected so any cave thought to be clear could suddenly spawn dozens of Japanese soldiers. Countless men were lost because of this. Anyway, my great-grandfather was ordered to provide cover for the flamethrowers as they cleared out the caves. And of course, the crazy guy was given this task. He didn't give a shit about his safety or self-preservation. He was a killing machine. Anyway, this nut had to push uphill and clear out a cave, pretty much singlehandedly. It almost worked. He cleared out the cave successfully, burning all the guys inside to a crisp. He turned around and signaled that it was clear. But it wasn't. He must've missed one guy. This guy took a single shot at him. The bullet hit the fuel tank and it exploded. The poor fucker never had a chance. He went up like a fucking match. And the rest of the platoon had no choice but to watch. Not a good way to die. The flesh literally melted off his bones. The guy that shot him didn't last long either though. Our boys shredded his body with gunfire. Anyway, the corpsman attached to his unit had to go retrieve the body. If you could call it that. It must have been awful. The smell, the sight, everything. His skin was black and charred. He was so disfigured that he couldn't be identified. His dog tags had melted into his skin."

I paused again and looked around, checking everyone's reaction. Everyone looked disgusted. "Yeah, his dog tags. Metal being melted into your skin. God knows what that felt like. Anyway, here's the fucked part. His skin was black, apart from one perfect patch on his arm. This patch of skin had a tattoo on it. This guy was a lifer in the marines. The tattoo was a picture of Satan and a hellhound with the words 'Devil Dog' under it. That's an infamous nickname given to the marines in the first world war if you're wondering. Like I said, his skin was all burnt. Beyond recognition. But not that part. That part was perfect. The one chunk of skin with a satanic reference was unscathed. There's nothing fun in a war, despite what you may see in the movies. It always looks like a clean, tidy adventure on camera. The reality is, it's fucking disgusting. So, back to the story, what happened with the tat? Was it just a fluke? Or was Satan watching over him? Either way, it taught me to keep an open mind." I finally finished and sat back. There was silence for a long time. Everyone was trying to comprehend what I just said. Liv looked terrified.

Cade finally broke the silence, "Wow. So anyway, back to the conversation. The thing that scares me the most is definitely-and don't laugh at me, I'm dead serious- is definitely dying before I get laid." 

He told us not to laugh, so what did we do? We laughed. Hard. Nate and I both fell off our logs, howling with laughter. 

Cade stared at us, rolling around on the ground killing ourselves laughing, with a "what-the-fuck...." look and said, "You said you wouldn't laugh! What the fuck guys? Come on, I'm serious!" He stood up. "Stop laughing! I'm not kidding! You know what? Fine. Go on. Laugh. Keep laughing. See if I care." He sat down and turned away, trying to ignore us and pretend it didn't bother him. This worked for about 5 seconds until he looked at us, annoyed again, and said, "Fuck you guys! Fuck you! Fuck everyone! You can all go fuck yourselves!" he pointed at Nate and I, "Especially you two! I hate you all!" His reaction just made us laugh even harder, if that was possible. He started to walk to his tent, shaking his head and pissed at us for laughing and pissed at himself for telling us, probably knowing how we'd react. 

Nate finally sat up, still on the ground, and said in a baby voice, "Awwww, Cadey-poo, did we touch a nerve?" Cade ignored us. Nate continued, "Yes that's right. Pay no attention to the nasty teenage boys." We both started cracking up again. 

Cade finally calmed down and emerged from his tent about 5 minutes later. Nate took one look at him and started cracking up again. Cade looked at him with a faint smile, probably realizing what he'd sounded like from our point of view. I got up and grabbed a beer. And on a spur of the moment, I grabbed my guitar (acoustic, there weren't any outlets to plug my electric guitar and amp into) from my tent. Cade noticed and said, "Oh yes. Serenade us, you sexy piece of ass." 

We sang several campfire songs, including the "Campfire Song Song" from Spongebob. We all still love that show. After that, I put on an exaggerated redneck accent and improvised lyrics and a guitar line. I spun my hat around backwards and jumped up. I danced around the fire, pulling pained expressions and rapidly trilling (It's hard to explain what that is without pictures or videos. It's basically hitting the same 2 notes really fast on a guitar string without picking/strumming them). Everyone laughed hysterically. 

Liv was watching with an amused expression, but really started laughing at this. I finally sat down with a bow, enjoying everyone's reaction. Liv finally stopped laughing and said, "OMG, you're so cute," and grabbed the sides of my head, pulling me in for a kiss. The kiss slowly got more intense, and groans and wolf whistles went up from everyone. She finally stopped and smiled at me. She grabbed my hat off my head and put it on, backwards, like I had it. I laughed and put an arm around her waist, holding her close. She smiled and kissed my cheek, putting her head on my shoulder. Liv looked very tomboyish, wearing a tank top and tight shorts with my hat on backwards. 

We all stayed up pretty late, swapping stories and jokes, drinking and having a good time. My arm had fallen asleep from being around Liv's waist the whole time. She was well on her way too, still wearing my hat and her beer bottle slipping from her grasp. Her head was still on my shoulder, and she was struggling to keep her eyes open. I finally stood up. "I'm going to bed. And I think Liv is too. Goodnight everyone!"

I carried Liv over to our tent and was about to go inside when Cade said to me, "Get it!" I smirked at him and ducked inside, zipping up the tent. Unsurprisingly, the second I zipped the tent closed, Liv opened her eyes and pulled me down on top of her, kissing me intensely. She must've pretended to be asleep to get me alone. I wasn't about to complain, she was awesome in the sack. 

I slowly reached up her tank top, caressing her toned stomach, and finally her boobs. She moaned and lifted her arms up, and I quickly took her tank top off, tossing it to the side, followed by her lacy black bra 10 seconds later. The kissing resumed, more intense this time, with a lot of groping and tongue work. She finally stopped and removed my shirt, running her hands up and down my torso and back. I responded by sticking my hand down her shorts and rubbing her clit through her thong. I wasn't surprised to find she was already very wet down there. Soon enough, like her tank top and bra, the shorts and thong came off. She pushed me down onto my sleeping bag and got on top of me, feverishly kissing me and shoving her hand down my pants, squeezing my cock and slowly jacking it off. I inhaled sharply and wriggled out of my shorts and boxers. Liv resumed jerking me and slowly inserted it into her snatch. Fuck foreplay, we both wanted the real thing! 

She moaned softly into my ear and started gently bouncing up and down on my cock. It felt great, like always. 

"Oh my god, baby," I whispered, lying down and closing my eyes. "Don't stop."

She only moaned in response and leaned in, sticking her rack directly in my face. Sweet! The view just got better. I sat up and ravaged those heavenly mounds, making her moan, "Ohhhhhh," and climax, sending me over the edge too. I inhaled and closed my eyes trying to restrain it, but I couldn't, and squirted. 

Liv rolled off me, exhausted, her eyes closed and breathing hard. "Fantastic," she murmured, opening her eyes and looking at me with a smile. 




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I returned the smile and kissed her. I sat up and pulled my boxers and shorts on. "Want a beer? I'm grabbing one." 

"Sure. I'm getting thirsty.Thanks, gorgeous." 

"Ok. Anything for you, Livvy. Hold on a minute." I pecked her lips again and stood up. 

I unzipped the tent and stepped outside. It was cold, and I'd just remembered I was only clothed from the waist down. I was met with applause and wolf-whistles. Shit! I'd completely forgotten we weren't alone. My face turned red with embarrassment. 

Everyone was still awake, and Cade and Nate were roaring with laughter. Cade finally said, "Thatta baby Matt! You got it!" 

Nate said, "It's getting cold out here. We thought you were having sex to keep warm!" 

Cade added, "You do know we can see your shadows in there, right? Damn, you're a lucky guy. Liv was riding you like a pornstar!" 

I was about to reply when she emerged from the tent, half-dressed, in shorts and something on her torso (I didn't know if it was a bra or a bikini top, and frankly, I didn't care. Whatever the hell it was, it looked very sexy). Again, the cheers and whistling resumed. "What happened to my beer?" she asked me teasingly, completely oblivious to the flak we were taking. I only shrugged in response, still embarrassed. 

"Never mind. I'll get it." She walked over to the coolers and grabbed 2. She gave me one and drained hers in one swift gulp. I opened mine and drank half of it.

Cade said with a smirk, "What's the matter? Drained from exerting all that energy?" 

Liv spoke up. "Hell yes!" Then she added innocently, "But we don't have to worry about-how did you put it?-dying before we get laid anymore, do we?" 

Everyone laughed. Cade snorted and said, "I completely deserved that." I was getting cold, so I drained my beer and went back to the tent and threw my shirt on. Liv did the same, putting her tank top on over her bikini top. That was a shame, it looked really good with her tanned and toned body. We walked back outside and sat down around the fire, trying to warm up. 

Someone got the idea of making s'mores, which we all agreed on. Liv proceeded to melt a marshmallow and stick it in her mouth, knowing damn well what the white, melted, sticky mess swirling around her mouth looked like. She was easily the horniest and most perverted girl I'd ever met, but I loved her anyway. Much to my disgust, she tried to kiss me, with that shit still in her mouth. She's a great kisser, and has amazing oral talent (both kissing and blowjob wise). I usually never pass up the chance to lip lock with her, but I had to refuse this time. I'd rather not get marshmallow smeared all over me! Cade found this hilarious, watching me literally lean my face away from her as she leaned in.

We eventually put the fire out and went to bed at around 1 that morning. Needless to say, we fucked again. I'm pretty sure I heard Cade banging Mikayla in his tent too, his "biggest fear" hopefully nonexistent now. We stayed up for a while after, talking. Liv was so easy to talk to, and still is, another reason I liked her. I can talk to her about anything, without fear of ridicule.

I was tired, and finally said, "Now come on, we need to get some sleep." We lay down in our sleeping bags, which was surprisingly comfortable, even on the rock solid ground. But it was cold. Aw fuck, no blankets, I thought. "Liv?"

"Yeah?"

"You cold?"

"Fucking freezing."

"We could share body heat. It's warm. Do you want to?"

"Sure. I could use warmth right now."

I got up and went over to her, crawling into her sleeping bag. "Come here," I grabbed her and started spooning her, putting my hands on her boobs. "Better?"

"Yes. Much better." She turned her head to look at me. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Shoot."

"Was that story real? The tattoo one?" She was referring to our conversation earlier about biggest fears, and Cade's ridiculous one. 

"What, the flamethrower one?" I laughed. "Hell, no! I made the whole thing up. Seriously. Improvised on the spot. Guitar helps with creativity." I laughed again. I'm still to this day not sure how I pulled that off, pulling that story out of my ass, but I did. 

Liv laughed too. "You ass. You had me terrified after."

"I know, but I couldn't help it. You're so cute when you're scared."

She turned her head. "Aww, thanks baby," and kissed me. "Goodnight, love ya," and kissed me again, more passionately this time. She smiled and closed her eyes, and was soon breathing deeply. 

Her boobs felt really good through her tank top in my hands. I whispered, "Goodnight, gorgeous. You're safe with me. No lunatic with a flamethrower is gonna unload on you." I stalled, and added with a smile, "I might, but no one else will. If you know what I mean...."

Her eyes were closed, but she opened them on hearing this. "Matt?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"You're a sick bastard. Anyone ever tell you that?"

"No. But I'm your sick bastard," I replied, making it sound intentionally cringeworthy and sappy. 

She laughed. "Sick and corny as fuck. But still my boy. All mine. Goodnight, again. Love you." She turned her head and pecked me goodnight, closing her eyes again.

God, I loved her so much. Carefully, I slid both hands up her tank top, caressing her flawless stomach, and cupped both boobs, which felt amazing. I fell asleep like that, still spooning her. 

The smell of bacon woke us up. We got up and went outside, stretching and yawning. Nate was cooking breakfast. Cade and Mikayla joined us shortly. 

Conversation around the fire quickly turned to the previous night. Cade was saying, "It's perfectly obvious what you two did," referring to me and Liv and our sexual escapades. 

Liv said, "Yeah. I won't deny it. What about you? Still scared of dying a virgin?" 

Cade only gave a sly smile in response. Nate choked on his food and said, "It's about fucking time!"

Cade turned to Nate and said, "That leaves just you, Nate. What'd you do last night?"

He didn't say anything, just made gestures with his wrist. Liv, Mikayla, and I started cracking up. Cade turned away quickly and put his hand up, blocking out the sight. "Alright. Didn't need to see that. I should've guessed."

Nate grinned and said, "Hey, you asked, man. What were you expecting?" Cade didn't reply. 

The rest of the day flew by. Nate cooked again on the grill for both lunch and dinner. We all drank and chatted, the same as last night. I got my guitar out and we sang several songs too. We left at dusk, returning to our houses and civilization. 

Nate insisted on racing me back to Cade's house. A huge pickup truck weighed down with all our equipment against a turbocharged sports sedan. Not exactly a fair contest. I blew him away on the highway, loving the feel of the turbo kicking in and the 2 tons of Swedish engineering genius I was driving working effortlessly under me. It was a straight stretch of road for about 100 miles, and only a 2 lane highway. All my passengers loved it too. Liv was smiling and laughing the whole way. Cade and Mikayla, both in the backseat, were hanging their arms out the window and looking out for Nate. There's something so romantic about cruising on a straight stretch of highway with an arm around your girlfriend in the front seat, with the sun setting in the distance. I never wanted it to end. I don't think the other 3 did either. 

But all good things must come to an end. This did too, when we arrived at Cade's house 120+ plus exhilarating miles later, coming down from the adrenaline high of cruising around. Naturally, Nate wasn't there yet. So we went inside and started a game of Twister. I was in a very awkward, slightly suggestive position with Cade, and the 2 girls were wetting themselves laughing, when Nate finally arrived. 

He walked into the room, "Hey guys. Sorry I'm-" he looked at me and Cade, and without missing a beat, continued, "-no actually, I'm not sorry, seeing what I missed with you two here. I never thought you two had it in you." 

Liv and Mikayla literally fell over, crying with laughter. Cade looked up at Nate with a wink, "Wanna join us down here? We could have an all guy three way!"

"Cade, you freak!" I exclaimed, untangling myself from him and standing up. 

"Aw come on Matt! You were thinking the same thing. I just beat you to saying it out loud!" Cade stood up and approached me, suggestively licking his lips and staring at me. I knew him well enough to know he was joking about all this gay stuff, but I played along. 

I backed up away from him and started going upstairs. He followed. "Cade, do not fucking follow me!" I exclaimed, but he did anyway. I threw my empty water bottle at him (I'd grabbed it from his fridge before the game, I was thirsty). "You freak! You big gay freak!" 

He finally stopped with a grin and returned to normal after cornering me. "I'll stop now." Nate and the 2 girls were all cracking up. 

We went outside to load all our stuff into our respective vehicles. Cade wound up next to me and winked as we were unloading some stuff. I smiled and shook my head, "You fucking freak." 

"Just wait til college, when I have you alone in our dorm. I hope the walls are soundproof," he laughed. 

Liv overhead and walked over. "Hey buddy, he's mine!" she said with fake anger, hugging me from the side. She turned my head and kissed me quickly. 

Cade said jokingly, "Aw. You just broke my heart," and walked away, faking sadness. 

We all left a few minutes later. Mikayla was staying with Cade for the night, pretty much guaranteeing sex. Nate left in his father's tundra, beeping as he drove off. I drove Liv home, arranging to hang out again the next day, maybe to see a movie or something. 

Camping with my 2 best friends and my girl proved to be a great experience. And not just when we were alone in our tent! I'd love to go again, and maybe hook Nate up with one of Liv's friends from college. The look on his face when he finds out he's banging a college chick would be priceless! Anyway, that concludes this story. Thank you for reading. 



Camping



When Fiona woke up, she was by herself. It took her a few moments to fully work this out, as her first thought was "where am I?", followed by "camping, so where's my bloody tent gone?"

Suddenly waking up very fast, knowing something was very wrong, she sat up and looked around. And down. And then another frantic look around.

She was, she realised dismally, up the proverbial creek without a paddle.

She was also without a lot of other things, starting with clothes.

Fiona had agreed to come on a weekend camping, dirt-bike riding excursion with her new boyfriend. She had made it very clear at the time that camping and dirt-bikes was all it was going to be. It was not going to be an excuse for a dirty weekend. She didn't know him nearly well enough to go to bed with. 

Josh had agreed and off they'd gone. They'd taken both cars. Josh's ute to carry the bikes, and Fiona's own little Mazda because the front of Josh's ute was filled with so much junk and was so greasy and oily that any passengers would be better of travelling in the tray.

Everything had gone fine for most of Saturday. They'd biked, swum, and biked some more, before having a small barbecue. Fiona was an old hand at cooking when camping and could make a tasty meal out of whatever was at hand.

It was after dinner that some problems arose. Although they had their own tents and sleeping bags, Josh had suddenly made it plain that he expected to sleep with Fiona. She owed him because he was making the effort to spend time with her. She should show a little appreciation.

The argument had escalated rapidly, with Fiona sticking to her guns and Josh not quite having the nerve to force her. He'd had a bit more to drink and then gone to bed rather sullenly.

Fiona had stayed up a bit longer, worrying, before finally going to bed and spending several more hours wondering if she should yield or stay firm, because she was damn sure that Josh would be leaning on her again the next day. Stay firm, she thought, just before she dropped off. He's being an ass.

The late night had caused Fiona to sleep late and now, waking, she found that things had gone badly wrong.

She looked around again and took stock. Both cars and the dirt-bikes were gone, along with sleeping bags and tents. And her clothes. OK, she'd gone to sleep on top of the sleeping bag, but he must have moved awfully carefully to have stripped her while she was sleeping. 

How, Fiona wondered, had he managed to move both cars. Probably did an unmanned tow on hers, she decided. If he had even put one scratch on her baby she would kill him.

Decisions had to be made. There was a bottle of water, but nothing else. Wasn't he thoughtful, a whole bottle of water, all for her. Fiona wondered if he'd come back or had he just left her stranded.

Did she wait and see, and if so how long could she afford to wait? If she didn't wait, what was she going to do? She was going to need clothes. She was going to have to find a phone.

Fiona stood and considered. If she started walking, she'd have to go back using the main trail. They'd been riding the minor trails the day before, and she couldn't remember seeing any houses.

It was several miles down the main trail to the paved highway, and she didn't remember any houses along that stretch either. She shuddered to think she might find herself hiking nude down the main road.

Bending down to pick up the water bottle, Fiona realised that her thongs were next to it. Protection for her feet so she could make it to the road. That son of a bitch had no intention of returning for her.

Gritting her teeth, Fiona slipped on the thongs and headed down the track.

After a mile Fiona's feet were hurting and she was inventing new curse words to describe Josh with every step. Looking down as she walked, she didn't see the man on the track until she nearly bumped into him. 

Fiona gave a squawk at the unexpected encounter and tried to hide behind her hands, quickly giving it up as a bad job.

The man glanced up and down her petite frame and informed her, "You're naked."

"Yes, I know," she replied.

"Why are you naked?" came the not unexpected inquiry.

Fiona gritted her teeth and smiled, which she found rather hard to do while gritting them. 

"Someone has stolen all my clothes and things while I slept," she informed him. "Um, I'm Fiona. Do you think you can give me some assistance?"

"Someone stole your clothes?"

"Yes sir. While I was asleep," said Fiona, determined to be polite.

"You can't walk around without clothes. It's not proper," she was informed.

"I know. That's why I asked if you could help me." A tinge of desperation was creeping into her voice.

"You got nothing on. Not even a purse," came the next comment.

"That's right. Everything I had was taken while I was asleep." Fiona was starting to feel put upon. Why couldn't she have been found by a nice matronly woman who would help her, instead of this, this yokel who seemed fascinated by her nudity.

The yokel's next comment was right to the point. 

"I'm guessing you're wanting clothes and a lift to the store and the phone. If you've got no purse, you've got no money. How are you going to pay me if I help you?"

"I'll arrange a money transfer when I get to the phone," said Fiona desperately.

The yokel shook his head sadly. "Momma always told me to get paid in advance. Sammy, she'd say, if you don't get the money up front they argue and short-change you afterwards. Always get the money first."

"But I haven't any money on me," protested Fiona. "I told you everything was taken."

"Makes no never mind to me," she was told. "Payment in advance, momma always says, and then I can get you to some clothes and the store."

"And how do you suggest I pay you," she demanded. "Want me to cook you dinner or something?"

"I can cook," said Sammy, "but I can make do with something I suppose," looking her over again.

"What?" Fiona looked at him, his audacious suggestion slowly sinking in.

"What?" she said again, a great deal louder.

Sammy smiled. "You're already naked and it won't take me long to be. We can use that grassy patch there. It looks nice and comfortable."

"Are you crazy. I'd rather just continue walking, thank you very much."

"OK," said Sammy, quite cool with that. "Your choice. The store's about three miles on. Just follow this road."

Sammy waved and stepped past her, heading up towards the camping area.

"He's just going to leave me," Fiona realised with some shock. Three more miles on this road. It'll kill me.

"Wait," she called.

Sammy turned and looked at her, a question on his face.

"Can we talk this over," she begged. "Maybe if I gave you a hand job or a blow job." She faltered, embarrassed.

Sammy shook his head. "No. I like the look of you and I want you."

As Fiona looked away, he continued. "Look, you've gone from nothing to a hand job or a blow job. It's only one tiny step further to where you need to be. So how about it?"

Fiona couldn't look at him as she slowly nodded. Then she felt a gentle hand on her arm, drawing her over to the grassy patch and encouraging her to lie down.

Still not looking directly at Sammy, Fiona could see him quickly stripping before settling down next to her. Then he was gently stroking her breast, rubbing the nipple lightly.

"At least," she thought, "He's not just going to jump me and hump me. Maybe it won't be too bad."

Sammy was taking his time, stroking breasts and pussy, nibbling her breasts and causing her to shriek in shock when he placed his head between her thighs and slid his tongue between her lips.

Fiona found her excitement rising, heat gathering inside her as she twisted and shuddered under the caresses of Sammy's expert fingers and mouth. 

She stared helplessly towards her pussy as she saw that Sammy was now moving her legs further apart, knowing that her lips had flowered and were open for his invasion. She could see his erection approaching and feel it pushing against her tender flesh. She glanced at his face to see what he was doing, and he was looking at her. Meeting her eyes he said "Now," and pushed hard, causing her to scream again as he entered fully within her in that one hard stroke.

Fiona lay under him trembling, feeling engorged, her body ready to meet the challenge. Sammy grinned at her, and withdrew until his head was just barely within her. Knowing what was coming she smiled grimly and, as he started his next thrust, she tilted her hips sharply to meet him.

Sammy was laughing at her now, and again withdrawing for another strong thrust. Fiona found that she was meeting his smile with a natural one of her own now, as well as meeting the thrust of his cock with her own upwards thrust. They fell into a joyful union, each giving their best, and receiving it in return.

Fiona found Sammy a thoughtful and slow lover, using little tricks to build the fire within her and then using other little tricks to flatten it again, drawing out the suspense and letting the fire burn higher with every re-fanning of the blaze. Then the fire was out of control, and Fiona screamed again as she felt it envelop her, hearing an answering cry from Sammy as he came within her.

Breathing hard, Fiona was finally able to broach the subject of clothes, assuming that Sammy would at least give her his shirt to wear. What she was not expecting was what he told her.

"Clothes won't be a problem," he said. "I noticed just before I met you that there was a small green Mazda parked by the side of the trail, just around that corner." He pointed to a bend in the trail bout twenty metres away. "It's got what looks like women's clothes sitting on the roof."

Fiona stared at him. "My clothes and my car are just around the corner and you didn't say?" 

Sammy shrugged. "You didn't ask."

Fiona ran the short distance to the bend. Even before she reached it she could see the familiar outline of her darling parked by the trail.

She turned to glance back at Sammy, but he was continuing on his way, whistling.

Someone would die for this, she decided, so Josh had better start hiding.



Camping



My girlfriend Liz and her friend Kate decided that we should go camping. This would involve Kate's boyfriend Mike and myself. There was an area deep in a forest where a waterfall was located. We would drive there and hike the ten miles in order to get the the falls. I did like the idea of being along with Kate. I always had the hots for her. I don't know if she knew or cared.

We ended up driving to this forest area one Friday. We took along all our camping gear as we were planning on being there the whole weekend. Of course the guys carried all the heavy stuff and the women had only day packs to worry about. Mike and I huffed and puffed our way the ten miles. When we got there I damn near collapsed. The one saving grace was the waterfall. It was everything we had read about. The falls must have been a hundred feet tall until it fell into a crystal clear pond.

We offloaded our gear and decided to take a swim. We were the only ones in the area. We didn't see a single soul on our hike. To my surprise the girls began to shed all their clothes. I guess we were going to skinny dip. Mike looked at me and we stripped down as well. My eyes were focused on Kate. She was a runner who kept herself in shape.

Kate was a tall, thin woman with long brown hair. My eyes went to her tits. They were pear shaped and her pussy was shaved way down. She was the opposite of my Liz. Liz was sort of short and blonde. She was shapely with a big rack. We all dove into the pool and I swam a few laps. I dove under the water and I ended up seeing Kate swimming towards me. We were both under the water for a few moments.

I don't know what came over me, but I reached out and cupping Kate's breasts. It only happened for a few seconds before we both had to come to the surface. I thought Kate might reach over and slap me, but she didn't. She had a big smile on her face. We ended up spending a half hour or so in the water. We eventually got out and got dressed once more.

Mike and I set up the tents and the women got some food prepared for us to eat. It was actually quiet as we ate our supper that night. I had a lot on my mind just then. I was wondering about what it would be like to have Kate in bed with me. It didn't look like anything like that would be happening out here on the trail. Night finally came and everyone but me got into their sleeping bags. I decided to stay up and look at the stars for awhile.

It was so dark back there in the forest. There was no ambient city light to make the sky lighter than normal. As I looked up I could clearly see the Milky Way. It made me feel good to be alive just then. As I was staring up at the sky I heard someone approach. It was Kate. She motioned for me to follow her. We went off so no one could see us. Kate brought a finger up to her mouth, telling me to be quiet.

Kate knelt down and began to tug on my shorts. That was all I had on at the moment. I was bare chested. She managed to pull my shorts to the ground and then she reached out and took hold of my dick. My eyes must have went wide. Kate brought my cock to her mouth and began to suck on my rod. Fuck did that feel good. Kate was licking all over the crown of my cock and then taking me down her throat. My girlfriend Liz didn't like to suck much. God forbid if you asked her to swallow.

Kate used her other hand and was now massaging my sacs. I was hard as a tree branch by this time. I took my hand and I placed it on the back of Kate's head. I was pumping my erect member deep down her throat. Kate really seemed to be into sucking me. I guess all that sucking and squeezing finally got to me. My balls were pinching and I knew I was close. A few more slurps of Kate's mouth and I erupted.

I hope I hadn't moaned too loudly. Kate went right down to the root and she took all of my cum down. I love it when women swallow. Kate kept bobbing up and down and I must have shot four or five good blasts of my hot seed down to her belly. I was half shaking as Kate finally pulled off of my cock. When she stood she licked her lips to get all my cum off her face. Kate stood up and kissed me on the lips with her cum stained mouth. 

I just stood there as she walked back to her sleeping bag. I finally pulled my shorts back on and went back to the camp. Needless to say my mind wasn't on hiking, swimming or camping the rest of our time there. That was all that happened out there in the woods. Sunday finally came and we walked back to our cars and drove home. Not before Kate slipped me a piece of paper with her phone number on it. 

"Tom, call me please," she said when we were by ourselves back in the woods.

It was a quiet drive back between Liz and myself. Actually, Liz was chirping like a bird the whole time while I kept my mouth shut. I had a lot to think about just then. I drove back to Liz's place and dropped her off. She wanted me to come in, but I said I was tired and wanted to go home. When I got back to my place I pulled that paper out and looked at the phone number. I knew if I called everything in out relationships would be about to change.

Later that night I just had to call. I rang the number and Kate answered.

"It's me, Tom," I said.

"I was hoping you might call tonight."

She asked me if I could stop over or was I too tired. I told her I could be there in a few minutes. I drove over to Kate's apartment and she let me in. Her arms went around my neck and we shared a passionate kiss.

"I have been thinking about you the whole weekend," she said.

Needless to say my mind was in the same place. We didn't waste any time. We went back to the bedroom and we stripped off our clothes. I got a really good look at Kate's body. I could see muscle definition and her tits looked like small ripe melons. I just had to taste them. Kate got onto her back and I got on top of her. My mouth went right to her nipples and I sucked on both of them with my mouth.

"Oh fuck!" Kate almost screamed as I tasted her buds. I was lapping and kissing all over her pouting tits. I made each nipple rock hard before I moved down to her mound. I pushed her legs apart and used my tongue to slide up and down her hot crevice. Kate put her hands on my head and urged me to taste her. I did just that. My tongue was sliding up and down her opening and I managed to push my tongue inside. It was like a hot oven down there.

I had to pull away finally. I got up on my knees and took hold of my hard cock. I wedge my mushroom between her folds and I pushed into Kate. Did she ever let out a scream as I entered her tight pussy. Yes, she was so tight down there. It was if she hadn't had sex in a long time. I had to work my dick into her. When I was finally buried the whole way, I just held my dick in place. 

I have a trick where I just flex my cock muscles. This always made Liz go crazy. I did the same thing with Kate and got the same results. She was going crazy from me contracting and expanding my dick inside her. It must have really gotten to Kate because the next thing I knew Kate was gushing all over my hard prick.

I had never had a woman squirt on my cock like that. I must have pushed a button and Kate let go. I started to work my dick in and out of her tight tunnel. Kate strapped her long legs around my back and held on for dear life. Man, did I fuck her hard from there on. I was bottoming out with my dick. I knew I had to make Kate my woman from there on in. We fucked like teens in heat. Kate's pussy had me in a death grip, that much was for sure.

I ended up pounding Kate's pussy and she squirted a couple more times. All that hot juice hitting my cock must have made me lose control. I finally shot my steamy cum into her belly. When Kate felt me let loose, she lost it as well. We both had one tremendous orgasm together that night. I didn't stop fucking her until my cock felt totally spent. I did pull out and watch as my seed dripped out of Kate's pussy.

We ended up kissing some more and then Kate weakly stood up and went to the bathroom. When she came back we talked briefly. Kate said she always had a thing for me. She was jealous that Liz had gotten to me first. She decided to act on her feelings when we were camping. She got so turned on as she sucked me off as our partners were fast asleep. Everything changed that evening for Kate and me.

Kate asked me if I could go again. I wasn't really sure, but I had to try. Kate took me in her mouth again and made me hard. I was surprised how easily she got my cock to become erect so quickly. Once I was hard Kate mounted me. She was directly over top when I reached for her hips and pushed her down onto my pole. It was so much easier this time. My cum was still inside her and helping to lubricate my fuck strokes.

Kate was slamming down onto me as I brought my ass up to feed her my dick. I reached up and cupped those beautiful tits. Kate did love it when you played with her nipples. She later told me she had small orgasms as I fondled each one. We went much longer this time around. I was a little surprised when I flooded Kate once more with my love cream. I raised up and shot a fountain of my sticky cum into her pussy. Kate ended up milking me dry with her muscles.

I was pretty much spent after I had taken Kate a second time. We ended up falling asleep together that night. I had to get up early and sneak out of her apartment so no one would know we had been together in bed. The next part wasn't so fun. Kate and I wanted to be with each other. I didn't like the idea of stealing in and out of our apartments so we could have sex. Kate and I both broke up with Mike and Liz. I think both of them suspected something was up. We had to lay low for awhile until we had a plan to be with each other.

Kate and I did finally get a place away from prying eyes. I can now enjoy fucking Kate whenever I want. I think Kate has a larger sex drive than me. She constantly needs love every night. Hell, she even has me out jogging with her. I guess that should help build up my stamina to be in bed with Kate.



Camping



"Fuck! Go get a pan of water." I told Nicole wanting to stay buried in Lisa's tight, spasming pussy.

"Sir, maybe you should stop until she comes to." She said caressing her passed out friends' face. I could see she was about to cry for Lisa, but I knew she liked it hard.

"GO GET SOME FUCKING WATER!" I yelled at Nicole, scaring the shit out of her.

She ran across the tent on her knees, I reached and slapped her panty-covered ass as hard as I could. Making a scream of pain come from her mouth. "HURRY UP!" I yelled at the sexy girl.

She returned a few minutes later with big tears running down her pretty young face. She handed me the water and turned to sit in the far side of the tent. I dumped the water on Lisa's' head, bringing her back to life in a flash.

"Oh Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." She moaned pushing her tight cunt to my cock. "What's wrong Nicole?" she moaned to her friend as I started fucking her cunt.

"She's mad. I slapped her ass for not doing what I told her. She thought I should let you wake up on your own before I fucked you." I said driving my cock shank into her cunt so hard I lifted her up off the floor of the tent. "Tell her you like it hard, bitch." I ordered, ramming inside her torn pussy.

Her hips matched my cock as it raped her once virgin pussy hole, now it was all mine and I intended on giving her my baby in her belly. "I love it hard, baby. Come, be with me." Lisa begged her upset friend.

Nicole slid over to Lisa; they held each other as I used her bloody pussy hole. I fucked her so hard and deep each pump inside her body it lifted her. "It's so good, Nicole. Daddy's big long cock in my cunt. Look at it, baby. You're next. He wants you, too." Lisa moaned pulling Nicole to watch as I fucked her.

"He'll tie you up. Just like your dreams of him. Don't be mad at him for slapping you. We know you love it." Lisa slid her hand between Nicole's slim legs and started to finger her drenched cunt. "Daddy, feel. She's soaked."

I looked between Nicole's legs and sure enough, her pussy was dripping wet. "I'm sorry." I said pulling her mouth to mine and kissed her as deep as my tongue would go. I got into it so much my cock slipped from Lisa's pussy.

"Come, suck Lisa's' blood from my cock." I pulled her face to my stiff cock and rammed it down her throat with no mercy. It gagged her but I didn't care. I wanted to fuck her any way I could. I'd been dreaming of fucking her from the first time I ever saw her.

I pushed her and my cock back to Lisa's burning cunt. "Suck the sides as I fuck her cunt hole. You suck off her juices." I ordered my little virgin whore and rammed back into her blooded cunt. I fucked her as fast as I could. I needed to cum in her fuck hole, filling it full of my seeds. Giving her whore belly my baby.

"Fuck me Daddy! Fuck my burning pussy! Fuck it! Fuck it!" Lisa screamed as her body orgasmed around my stiff cock pole. I fucked her as hard as I had any whore in my life and the fucking whore wanted more. So, I slammed it in her whore cunt as hard as I could.

"FUCK IT! FUCK MY CUNT, DADDY!" Lisa screamed thrusting her hips into my cock. Ramming it deep into her burning hole. "FUCK ME, YOU BASTERD! HARD!" 

Poor Nicole sat with her little eyes bugging out of her head watching me fuck Lisa so hard. "You're next." I said looking to her wonderful trim body. I could see that her panties were dripping wet with pussy juice. "It's going to be fun fucking you!" I said, giving her a wink.

I went back to fucking Lisas' big pussy hard as I could. I was slamming into her cunt so hard it hurt me. Our skin slapped together so hard it would sting. The sound of a soaked pussy being used filled all of our ears, slurping; sucking sounds echoed every where.

"Oh, Daddy!" Lisa purred moving into my arms. "That was so good, thank you. But, you didn't cum in me." She gave me a sad look. She wanted my baby in her, growing in her belly.

"You're welcome, baby. "I was looking at Nicole; I needed her little body bad. I wasn't going to cum until I got in her body. "I need something special now." I pulled my cock from her abused cunt and moved towards Nicole. "I need you!"

5.

Fear and excitement filled her eyes. "No, please Sir!" she tried running from the tent but I grabbed her foot and threw her to the ground. She kicked and fought with all her might but was no match for me.

"You know you want this." I showed her my throbbing cock. "I can do it easy or like I did her, it's your choice." She started kicking again and hit me right in the mouth. "Fuck! Now you've fucking had it, bitch!" I slapped her right on her tiny ass. Then I grabbed her hair pulling her to the center of our tent.

"Go get the rope outside. This bitch is going to get it!" I held her down, sticking my cock in her tiny mouth. "Suck it, bitch!" I ordered her and she obeyed my order. 

Her tiny mouth took all of me. She worked her head up and down, moaning with each thrust down. It slid into her throat; she would swallow, teasing my hard cock with no mercy. She sucked and sucked trying to drain me of my hot cum but I had plans on shooting it deep in her tender, virgin cunt. I wanted my baby in her belly so bad. She would be the perfect mother. She was so sweet and kind.

"Here Daddy. I can't wait to see you tie her up and fuck her. She dreams of you tying her and just fucking the shit out of her." Lisa flopped down on the ground, watching Nicole suck my cock. "She's good at this! I need to watch her so I can suck you better."

I ran my hand through her hair. "We'll leave the sucking up to her and you get all the hard fucking, OK?" 

I knew Nicole could never take what I did to Lisa. She was the kind of girl that was meant to be loved with care, while Lisa was the kind that could take it hard and fast. I loved being able to do Lisa so hard; her mother loved it the same way. Every time we made love, I had to rape her to please her hunger. 

Nicole was about to make me cum. "No you don't! I have plans on putting that stuff someplace very nice." I said smiling to her and I caressed her flat tummy. "I plan on filling your insides full." I pulled her up in my arms like a little rag doll; hugging her tight. Then I gently wrapped the rope around her hands.

"I want us to be alone tonight, Sir. It's my first time." She whispered in my ear and began to hump her wet pussy on my hard cock. "Please, Sir!"

"Lisa, get dressed. It's her first time, I want it to be just between us." I told her. 

"That's no fare! She watched you fuck me!" she snapped back with a pissed off tone of voice. "So, I should be able to watch you fuck her." She said with her hands on her hips.

I gave her a stern look. "Girl, I know you're not getting pissy with me! If you would have said you wanted it alone, she would have left." I tossed her blouse and shorts to her. "Get dressed, go to the truck and hurry up!"

She put her clothes on and stomped from the tent. "I didn't want her mad at me. It's my first time, Sir. I've wanted you Sir since the first day I came home from school with her." Nicole said with tears running down her pretty face. "And I want it to be special."

I kissed the tears from her eyes while I caressed her tiny nipples. Her little body went wild humping my stiff cock. "I want to be in you girl!" I moaned pulling her panties to the side; giving my cock access to her virgin hole.

"I want you, too, Sir!" she gasped for air as she tried to guide me inside her tender sex. "I hope it doesn't hurt to bad." She moaned when my cock head found her tiny opening. Her fluids ran over my cock, making it a slick instrument of love. The instrument that was going to make her a woman.

I held her in my arms as she started to relax and let my head enter her body. "Go slow. There's no hurry, we have all the time we want." I said moving my left hand to her tiny pussy. I began to gently caress her as she sank down on me. My right hand moved behind her, caressing her tiny firm bottom.

"OH YES!" she moaned loudly when my head went inside her. "OH GOD, IT'S SO BIG, SIR!" her tiny body shook with pain and pleasure as she welcomed it inside. Her muscles squeezed me with no mercy, trying to milk me of my precious seeds. Her arms hugged me tight and her fingernails dug holes in my back.

I kept caressing her ass and pussy, trying to make it easy for her. My hand covered her soft love mound and I gently rubbed her. Making sure she stayed relaxed. "You are so tight!" I moaned, rubbing her beautiful ass. I let my fingers touch her virgin ass; I teased it by rubbing around the little hole.

"It's so good, Sir!" she started moving up and down, letting my swollen cock head move in and out of her petite burrow. Her wet panties kept moving across her sex. "FUCK!" she yelled and stood up ripping off the panties and threw them across the tent. "There, now I'm ready, Sir." She straddled me again and let my head reenter her body.

"Go slow! I don't want to hurt you." I said wiping some perspiration from her face. "Nice and easy." I whispered in her ear. "Slow and easy. Let it do the work. You just relax and slide down on it."

"YES! OH YES!" she cried out as it went deeper in her little, tight hole.

"Nice and slow." I said caressing her pussy mound. My fingers caressed the sides of her mound as my cock excavated its way inside her body. I gently rubbed her, making her relax.

"OH! OH, Sir!" she moaned as my head hit her special place. It was time for her to be a woman. "I'm scared, Sir!" she said looking into my eyes.

"It's fine. It will only hurt for a minute or two." I held her tight. Her body trembled in my arms. "Relax… here goes." And I pulled down on her hips, pushing through her virgin flower.

"OH MY GOD! OH GOD!" she screamed into the night as I tore through her flower. "OUCH! OUCH! IT HURTS!" she sobbed in my ear, I held her rocking her. Her tiny hole spasmed around my head.

"Relax. Let go. Just enjoy it." My hands began to caress her again. "My cock is in you. How long have we waited for this moment? It seems like years." I moved my hands to her back, squeezing her trembling body to mine. "We are one! Joined as lovers, man and his wife." I tenderly kissed her on her lips.

She returned my kiss of love. "Can I really be your wife, Sir? You're going to give me your baby." She slid my cock even deeper in her hole. "YES!" she moaned.

"Yes! You can be my wife." I gave her one more final pull, thrusting my pulsing cock to her core. She locked around me tighter than before, it felt like bands of wire around my cock. "You're wonderful! I love you, Baby!" and I began to shoot my hot cum deep in her wet pussy.

She went wild riding my stiff cock. "YES! YES! GIVE ME YOUR BABY, SIR!" she moved up and down as fast as she could. "Come on, SIR! Give me our baby." She purred as she rammed my cock in and out of her tight little hole. "It fells so hot! It's… it's making me…cum!" she began to shake. "Oh fuck!" she said her tiny body exploded around my thick cock.

"That's my girl. Come on. Do it, cum on my stiff cock." I said holding her trembling body in my arms. "That's my girl. Yes, you're my special girl." I held her so close to me. Her little body must have came ten times that night before she stopped. I held her on top of me; we fell asleep with my cock still deep in her body.

6.

The next morning I woke up with Nicole still on me, her pussy milking me, squeezing her muscles bringing me back to life. Filling her tight pussy full of a nice, long cock.

"Oh girl! Do you want me to fuck you again?" I pushed deeper into her tight hole. "If you keep this up, I'm going to flip you over and fuck the shit out of you." My hands grabbed her tiny ass, pulling her down on my stiff cock.

She fell on my chest when my cock rammed back into her. "You're so hard! I love you, Sir!" her little eyes looked up to me, filled with a sparkle of love.

I held her to me and rolled over, her under me I looked down to her tiny body, my cock rammed deep in her. It looked so good, her lips spread so wide my cock looked like it had torn her apart but it fact, and she took it so good.

"I love you, too! I think I'm going to fill you up again. I want to make sure you have our baby." I said leaning to her lips, I kissed her softly and began to pump her tight little pussy. Pushing deep into her petite body, so deep I lifted her tiny butt off our make shift bed. 

Her legs wrapped around my hips, I lifted her to me, and my hands holding her hips in the air I began to fuck her, "Oh my Lord Girl I could fuck this day and night." I said as I thrust in and out of her.

"YES! YES!" she screamed as her head thrashed back and forth. Her eyes were squeezed shut. Her fingers squeezed her nipples and rolled, pulled teased them any way she could.

"OH WOW!" Lisa said when she moved into the tent. Her eyes were gazing on my cock as it used Nicoles' tight pussy. "How did it ever fit in her?" she asked moving even closer to us. She moved against me, all she wore was a small pair of panties, her slit was dripping wet. Her pussy was on my hip; "Can I be next? I'm so horny."

I grabbed her ass, ramming her into me. "Next my ass! I'm going to take turns fucking you both. And, you'll be getting my cum up your cunt, how does that sound?" I pulled her face to mine, ramming my tongue down her throat. I thrust my cock into Nicole, "Can I fuck Lisa?" I asked her.

"Oh yes! Fuck her, Sir!" she moaned pushing her cunt into me. "Fuck us both!" her little hips moved in circles as my cock slid in and out of her body.

I lay her down; I gave her one god push deep in her. I kissed her neck and said. "I hate leaving your tight pussy. But, Lisa needs a good hard fuck!" I moved a little faster, giving her some of what Lisa liked a good hard fuck.

"Daddy! This is so hot!" Lisa moaned moving to the bed, spreading her legs, touching her pussy, rubbing it, grabbing it and then, she pushed her fingers in her cunt. "Mmmm, Daddy, I want your cock! I need it soooo bad!"

I watched her as she used her own cunt; her fingers were coated with slick pussy juice. She moved them to her mouth; slowly licking them clean as her sexy eyes looked to mine. "Maybe, you should lick this clean." I pulled from Nicole and pointed to my cock.

"Daddy!" she moaned and jumped to my cock. Her long tongue licked it like a lizard clean off all of Nicoles' sweet juices. She moved over it, looked at my face and drove it down her throat. Up and down as fast as she could go she fucked her own throat with my hard cock. She would swallow each time she rammed it in, squeezing the head in her throat.

"Fuck!" I laughed and pulled it from her. "I want your cunt, lay down." She did and I rammed it deep in her. "Oh you horny cunt!" I yelled out when her cunt locked on my cock, it squeezed me so nice, giving me a wonderful welcoming.

By this time Nicole sat up and was watching me fuck Lisa. "This is so hot, just like she said." Nicole moaned as she got to watch me fuck Lisa again. Her eyes watched my cock spread her pussy wide each time I rammed it in Lisa. "Fuck her hard! I love watching you do her hard!"

"You do? Maybe I should fuck you like that. Tear your cunt up like I did her." I moved faster, driving it deeper, lifting her ass up with each thrust in. I grabbed Nicoles' tiny nipple, giving it a twist. "Lick her tits!" I said jerking Nicole to Lisas' big tits.

Nicole moved around Lisa's big tits, licking them, sucking the nipples into her mouth. "Daddy! She does it so good!" Lisa moaned holding Nicole firmly to her swaying tits.

"She's a great lover." I replied pulling Nicoles' hips over Lisa; she was on her knees with her ass and pussy lined up to my cock. "I'm ready to switch pussys for awhile." I pulled from Lisa, getting on my knees; I pushed deep into Nicoles' juicy cunt. "Oh yes!" I moaned when her tight insides began to suck me. Her tiny muscles worked me better then the first time I took her. They wanted my cum in her body.

"Daddy, remember, I get your cum this time." Lisa said looking to my cock as it took sweet Nicole. I pumped her harder this time, I wanted to fill her full of cum so bad, but it was Lisas' turn. I had to try to give her a baby too. She wanted one so bad; she wanted to give me the best gift of all.

I looked to her pleading face. "I remember my love. I'm going to give this little whore a good fuck then I'm pumping all my hot cum in your sexy cunt." I pulled her to my mouth and we locked into a deep kiss as I used sexy Nicole. I fucked her hard, like a whore.

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" Nicole screamed when her orgasm ran through her small body. "FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM, SIR!" her little arms wrapped around my neck squeezing as hard as she could. I could feel her pussy trying to milk my cock of its hot load.

I pulled from her knowing if I didn't her sweet cunt would have made me cum. "No you don't! Lisa gets the cum this time." I said as I moved to my daughter. "See, I told you I'd save it for you." I caressed her face. "Clean this off for me." I pointed to my cock.

Lisa moved to my dripping cock and began to lick off Nicoles' pussy juices. "Mmmm, her pussy taste so good!" she said and then swallowed my stiff cock taking it down her tender throat. Her mouth sucked and licked off any trace of Nicole. "I'm ready! Please!"

I motioned for her to turn around; I wanted to fuck her like a dog, on her knees. "You ready you sexy bitch? I want to fill this hot cunt of yours full!" I slid three fingers deep inside her wet cunt with ease. "Damn! I could put two big ol' cocks up in this hot thing." I said moving my fingers in and out of her soaked pussy.

"One will do! Yours!" she smiled as she spread her legs, getting ready for me to give her a good hard fuck, the kind she loved so much. She lay upper part of her body on the sleeping bad, leaving her wide ass and pussy in a perfect angle for my hard cock to take her.

I caressed her sweet ass. "Baby, this is going to be so fun. Filling your hot cunt full of my cum. Giving you a little baby in your belly. A baby from your, Daddy. You ready my love?" I asked lining up my pulsing cock. Before she could answer I drove it in her to the root, pushing in her so hard, I had to grab her hips so she wouldn't fall forward.

"OH DADDY!" she screamed out when my cock rammed into her burning cunt hole. "It's so good and hard. Fill me full, Daddy, give me a baby." She moaned pushing her big ass back into my throbbing cock pole.

I started pumping her inflamed pussy hard and deep. I wanted to fill her cunt nice and full of my cum. I wanted to make her dream of having my baby come true. I wanted my cum to shoot into her womb, filling it up with baby seeds. "I'm going to my love. My balls are full just for you." I said pumping her even faster. I held her hips making sure my cock could slam into her.

"Oh Daddy! Yes! Faster, harder!" she moaned turning to smile at me. Her pretty eyes were filled with love as she looked up to my face. "Cum in me! Fill my cunt Daddy!" she said in a sexy voice trying to tease me on.

I pumped her faster; the sounds of a pussy being fucked good and hard filled our ears. "You bitch! You made me fucking cum!" I groaned as my cock started to fill her used cunt hole full. "Oh yes! You fucking whore! Your cunt is so good!" I held her hips and pounded my stiff cock deep into her sloppy fuck hole.

"DADDY! DADDY! OH YES!" she screamed again and I felt her tight hole start to explode around my fuck pole. She came hard, her cunt locked around my cock like a pair of Vise Grips. Her tight muscles milked me like a farm girl hurrying to get in from a cold early morning.

I kept driving my cock in her hard and fast. I wanted to make sure her little cunt was full of cum. I fell on top of her and she in turn fell on the sleeping bag. "Fuck, you're a good one to fuck! Was that good baby?" I asked as I lay on top of her with my cock still rammed deep into her abused cunt.




Camping



"Oh yes, Daddy! That was so good." She strained her head to kiss me. "I just hope I have your baby in me." She smiled and lay her head down dreaming of the things to come.

7.

We made love every chance we had that summer and even more when we returned home. Many times we even had some great threesomes. 

Nicole and Lisa gave birth to my babies in April the next year. It was great having little ones running through the house. I guess I better get to work making some more.

THE END, NO PART 2 SORRY.



Camping



Al was looking forward to leaving on their camping trip as he packed the RV. He and Erin hadn't been on a decent vacation in years. And they had always dreamed of driving around the west and seeing the mountains and all of the wonders of the desert. Even though their daughter Sue was coming along as well as her cousin Robert, Al was determined to have as much fun with Erin as if they were by themselves. Lately they had just been falling into a routine and Al was determined that the romance and spontaneity of their early years should reappear.

Erin was so beautiful to Al. She was only 5'2", but she had one of the most sensuous bodies he had ever seen. Her figure of 36-24-36 was just perfect, and with her long red hair hanging down almost to her waist and her bright green eyes, well, she turned heads everywhere they went, even though she was 33 years old. She exercised regularly and was careful about what she ate, so her body was firm and toned. Even her big tits barely sagged, despite having had Sue 18 years ago.

That Robert was coming along was a sudden, last-minute thing. His sister June had called and begged him to please take Robert with them, as she was having some problems with her husband and needed some space to try to sort things out. She promised to meet them at Zion National Park a week later, but she needed the week to talk with Bert and try to figure out what to do with her life.

Robert was a good kid, already 18 years old. He was a star athlete at school and was already a touch over six feet tall. With his broad shoulders and blonde hair with blue eyes, it was easy to see why June was always gushing over him. He didn't act like he was anything special and seemed to really get along with Sue.

Now Sue, she looked just like her mother, just a younger version. She was developing into quite a beautiful young woman and had been dating different boys for the last six months with his and Erin's approval.

Al wondered how they were going to all get along in the RV for their trip. It wasn't small, but it wasn't so large either. There was one master bunk which he expected to use with Erin. There was also another big bunk that converted after taking down the table and sliding some boards and cushions. He guessed Robert and Sue would share that. Since there were no dividers in the RV, everyone was always visible to everyone else. He hoped his lovemaking with Erin wouldn't wake Sue and Robert, because he wasn't about to go without.

Erin and Sue and Robert now came out of the house carrying the last of their personal things and loaded them into the RV. After one last double-check, they locked the house and pulled away, headed first to Rocky Mountain National Park to camp for a day or two. They headed out of Denver up 31 to Boulder and then up to Estes Park. Then entered the park there and found the campsite they had reserved months earlier in the Glacier Basin camping area. They parked the RV and got out to take in the view of Long's Peak towering over them at more than 14,400 feet. Robert said that he wanted to go for a short hike and Sue said she would go with him. Al told them to be careful and they said they'd be back in an hour or two.

As soon as they were out of site Al was in the RV where Erin was straightening some of their supplies. Moving over behind her, Al slipped his arms around her and held her close to him, nuzzling in her hair with his nose as he held her close.

"I can't believe we're finally on the road and alone," Al said as he nibbled Erin's ear. "It feels so good."

"Well, we're not really alone, are we?" Erin replied, arching back against him as he kissed her neck. "There's Robert and Sue."

"Yeah, but they're not here now, are they?" Al asked, letting his hands slide up to cup Erin's tits in his hands. "And they won't be back for a couple of hours either."

"And what did you have in mind?" Erin asked, sighing as Al's fingers captured her nipples, pinching them through the thin material of her shirt.

"Well, I can think of a couple of things already," he laughed, feeling Erin's nipples get hard between his fingers.

"Mmmm," Erin sighed as the sensation in her nipples traveled straight to her pussy. 

Al always knew how to turn her on, even though they hadn't really been turning each other on lately. Suddenly abandoning her tits, Al's hands slid down and grabbed the bottom of Erin's shirt and lifted it over her head, releasing her tits. Turning her around, he bent over and took one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue as he sucked on it. Erin let her head fall back as Al sucked on her nipple, holding his head in her hands. She felt him unzipping her jeans and inching them down over her hips until they slid to the floor, leaving her standing in only her panties.

Al gently stroked her pussy through the thin material of her panties and Erin knew that her pussy was already soaking wet. Suddenly Al grabbed her panties from the front and ripped them off of her, tearing them. Erin was shocked. He had never done anything like that before. She stared at him as he grinned at her, his hand sliding between her legs to cup her pussy.

"I don't want you to wear any panties for the rest of the trip," he said.

"Why?" Erin asked, giggling. "What's the difference?"

"Just because," Al replied. "Okay?"

"If you want," Erin laughed. "But no underwear for you either then," she said, "starting now."

And she reached down and undid his jeans, dropping to her knees to pull them down along with his underwear, freeing his cock which swung out to stand at attention, pointing right at her face.

"Now that's what I call friendly," she said, opening her mouth and letting him slide his cock in. "Mmmm, you taste so good," she mumbled from around his cock as she began to suck on it.

"Oh, yeah, that's nice," Al said, his hand resting on Erin's head. "Yeah, like that," he said as Erin opened her throat and let all eight inches of his cock slide down into her throat.

Erin could suck cock like no other woman he had ever known. And she always seemed to like it. She had never hesitated to suck him when he stuck his cock in her face and she sure wasn't hesitating now. He knew if he let her continue much longer he would be blowing a load right into her mouth, and he had other plans.

Gently lifting her to her feet, his cock sliding from her mouth, Al lifted her up and sat her on the table, gently pushing her until she sagged back against the rear window. Anyone walking by could have looking in and seen what was going on and that thought excited Al even more as he lifted Erin's feet and set them on the edge of the table, exposing her bald pussy to his gaze. Erin had only the smallest thatch of fiery red hair abover her slit which was now split open, revealing her inner pussy lips and her clit, which stuck out like a strawberry nubbin begging to be picked.

Dropping to his knees, Al trailed his tongue up Erin's inner thigh, stopping just short of her pussy, then moved over to the other leg and did the same. As he got close to her pussy he could smell the pungent odor of her excitement. Then slowly Al dragged his tongue up through Erin's pussy, tasting the juices that had filled it. Erin groaned as she felt Al's tongue in her pussy, and lifted her hips to try to meet him. She almost came when he plunged his tongue into her hole, and did have an orgasm when he gripped her clit between his lips and teased it with his tongue. When he finished sucking up all of her cum, he got to his feet, his cock poised at the entrance to her pussy.

"Well, what do you want?" he asked, gently rubbing the head of his cock up and down between her pussy lips.

"Fuck me," Erin begged, lifting her hips. "Fuck me, Al," she begged.

"Are you sure" Al asked, starting to insert his cock into her pussy then pulling it back out.

"I'm sure," Erin almost cried. "Fuck me, Al. I need to feel your cock inside of me right now."

"But what if Robert and Sue come back?" Al asked, again slipping his cock just an inch or so into Erin's pussy.

"I don't care," Erin cried out. "Just fuck me, please."

"Like this?" Al asked, sliding his cock all the way into Erin's pussy in one stoke.

"Oh, god, yes," she cried. "Oh, god, fuck me," she cried as Al began to stroked his cock in and out of her pussy. "Yes, it feels so good," she panted, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.

Al loved the feel of Erin's pussy gripping his cock. With her pussy lips shaved bare, it was easy to watch as his cock slid in and out of her pussy, her inner lips gripping the shaft of his cock as it slid in and out. He could see her clit peeking out from between her pussy lips and reached down and began to rub it with his thumb as he continued to pump his cock in and out of her pussy.

Erin was panting now, pinching and twisting her own nipples as Al continued to fuck her. She couldn't believe how good it felt as his cock continued to pound her pussy. Then Al suddenly withdrew his cock from her pussy and encouraged her to turn over on her hands and knees on the table, her ass lifted up in front of him and her pussy spread wide. Her inner lips were gaping open from his fucking and he easily slid his cock back into her, driving it deep. Erin collapsed forward onto the table resting her head on her arms as Al continued to fuck her doggy style. She loved how deep his cock penetrated when he took her in this position and she tried to match his rhythm as he fucked her. She lay there with her eyes closed enjoying the rhythm of being so thoroughly fucked. 

After what seemed like hours, even though it had only been about 30 minutes, Al felt like he couldn't hold back any longer and knew he was going to cum. Erin felt the urgency of his strokes and knew that his orgasm was imminent. She reached back between her legs and began to rub her clit, wanting to cum with him. Quickly his orgasm built past the point of no return and Erin felt his cock swell even bigger inside of her just before his balls exploded and cum shot deep into her pussy.

Erin groaned as she felt his cum splashing deep inside her pussy, furiously rubbing her clit as her own orgasm shook her. Al was groaning as he buried his cock deep inside Erin's pussy, shot after shot of cum pouring into her. Erin gasped and lifted her head from her arms, arching her back as the last of Al's cum shot into her. Her mouth hanging open in ecstasy, Erin slowly opened her eyes, coming to focus on Sue and Robert standing there outside the RV looking in, watching, their eyes wide and big smiles on their faces.

"Oh, god," Erin cried, trying to hide her face in her arms again. "Robert and Sue are watching us," she cried to Al. "They've seen us."

"So what," Al grunted, feeling the last of his cum drip from his cock inside of Erin. "They have to know that we fuck. I mean, we have been married for over 15 years now."

"But they watched us," Erin cried. "Doesn't that bother you?"

"Actually, it's sort of exciting," Al said, feeling his cock stirring inside of Erin's pussy.

"Let me up," Erin cried, struggling.

"Okay," Al said, sliding his cock out of her pussy. "Here," he said, reaching around her and pulling her upright, cupping her tits in his hands. 

Then he could see Robert and Sue standing there watching, not making any attempt to hide the fact. He could see Robert staring at him and for some reason he grinned, pinching Erin's nipples between his fingers and pulling on them before Erin managed to struggle off the table and onto her feet.

"God, I'm so embarrassed," she said, reaching for her clothes. "And look at my panties. They're ruined."

"But we agreed no more underwear for the duration," Al reminded her. "You don't need any panties."

"I'm full of your cum" Erin laughed. "It'll soak my jeans."

"Then wear one of your skirts," Al laughed. "That way it'll just drip onto the ground."

"Oh, you," Erin laughed, quickly searching through her things for a skirt. She found one, a mid-thigh, light, summery wrap-around skirt. Wrapping it around herself as Al pulled his jeans on, she burst out laughing.

"What are we going to say to them?" she asked.

"I've already figured that out," Al replied. "Come on, let's go outside and get this over with."

Trying not to laugh or blush, Erin followed Al out of the RV to where Robert and Sue were standing, their cheeks red with embarrassment.

"You didn't have to watch, you know," Erin said, unable to contain herself.

"Oh, but I did," Robert replied. "You're beautiful. And if you didn't want anyone watching, why do it in a big window where anyone can see?"

"Well, as you can see, privacy and space are going to be in short supply on this trip," Al said. "So we'll just have to be considerate and try to give each other the space we need. Any problems with that?"

"No, sir," Robert said.

"No, Daddy," Sue said, a smile on her face.

"I think I'll go take a shower," Erin said, trying not to blush. "Sue, you want to come with me?" she asked.

"Sure, I could use a shower," Sue replied.

Al and Robert watched as the two of them walked to the showers, which were down the road around the curve. As they disappeared from view, Al turned to look at Robert.

"Well, Robert, you didn't seem to mind watching me and Erin, did you?"

"Not really," Robert replied. "She sure is beautiful. And seeing her like that."

"Got you excited a bit, huh?" Al asked.

"Yeah, you could say that," Robert agreed with a nervous laugh.

"Did Sue seem upset to you?" he asked.

"No, I don't think so," Robert answered. "I think maybe it excited her too."

"Why do you say that?" Al asked.

"I don't know. She was breathing kind of fast, I guess." 

* * * * *

Erin didn't know quite what to say to Sue as they walked to the showers. To her knowledge Sue had never seen her and Al making love before. She knew she was at that age where her hormones were making new and strange demands on her young woman's body and she didn't want her to have gotten the wrong idea about anything. To her relief Sue spoke up first.

"Mom, I didn't mean to spy on you and Dad," she said. "We just came back from our walk and -- well, it was impossible not to see you."

"But you didn't just turn away, did you?" Erin asked. "That would have been the polite thing to do, don't you think?"

"Probably," Sue admitted. "And I'm sorry. But it was so -- so -- so beautiful," she said. "The look on your face was so incredible."

"Really?" Erin replied, blushing. "What do you mean?

"You just seemed so happy," Sue said, "sort of beyond words."

"That's a good description," Erin admitted as they got to the showers. "Your father makes me feel that way. It's one of the reasons I love him so much."

"It makes me glad that you're my parents," Sue said.

"And you know how much we love you," Erin said, unwrapping her skirt. "We wouldn't want to do anything to hurt you."

"I know," Sue said. "And I --"

She broke off in mid-sentence as Erin dropped her skirt onto the bench, seeing her mother standing there naked from the waist down.

"Mom, you're not wearing any panties," Sue exclaimed.

"Well, I did get dressed in a hurry," Erin explained with a blush.

"What's that on your leg?" Sue asked, looking at her mother and speaking before realizing that her pussy was shaved.

"Oh," Erin gasped, blushing furiously as she realized that a stream of Al's cum had dribbled out of her pussy and run down the inside of her leg.

"You shave yourself there?" Sue asked, incredulous.

"Your father likes it like that," Erin explained, furious that she had forgotten, embarrassed at having to explain herself to her daughter. "And it's none of your business, young lady. Just take your shower," she said, stepping into the shower and turning on the water.

She watched out of the corner of her eye as Sue undressed, admiring how her body had blossomed in the past year. Why, her breasts were almost as large as hers, and her hips a bit narrower. All in all, she was very sexy, Erin thought as Sue stepped into the shower.

They finished showering and walked back up to the campsite where Al and Robert had begun to prepare dinner. They ate, enjoying the taste of the food in the open air with the Rockies looming over them, the air crisp even in the middle of summer at this altitude. After dinner, Robert and Sue volunteered to wash up the dishes while Al and Erin straightened up the camp. As they walked down to the wash stand, Sue asked Robert a question.

"What did my father say to you when we went to take a shower?"

"He wanted to know if it turned us on to see them," he replied.

"Really!" Sue exclaimed. "And what did you tell him?"

"I told him that it turned me on and that I thought it turned you on," he replied.

"Why did you tell him that?" Sue asked, feeling her cheeks flame as she recalled how wet it had made her between the legs as she watched them.

"Because it was the truth," Robert replied.

"Why do you say that?" Sue asked.

"Your breathing really got fast and shallow," Robert explained. "You would have had to have been dead not to be turned on."

"Well, that's true at least," Sue admitted. "It turned you on too?" she asked.

"Sure it did. Your mom is really beautiful. You're lucky, you look just like her."

"You think so?" Sue asked, inwardly pleased to be compared so favorably to her mother.

"Yes," Robert replied. "I don't see much difference at all."

"Well, I saw one," Sue said before she could catch herself.

"What do you mean?" Robert asked, realizing that she hadn't meant to let it slip.

"Oh, nothing really," Sue stammered, embarrassed.

"Come on, I told you what you wanted to know," Robert insisted. "The least you can do is tell me what the difference is between you that you know of."

"Well, if you must know," she said, really blushing now as they got to the wash stand, "she shaves herself."

"So do you," Robert said, reaching down and running his hand up her leg from her calf to her mid-thigh.

"No, not her legs," Sue said, laughing nervously as his hand on her leg made her tingle.

"What then?" he asked.

"She shaves her pussy," Sue said quickly, turning on the water and beginning to wash the dishes.

"Really!" Robert replied. "You don't?"

"No, of course I don't," Sue snorted in disbelief.

"I'd like to see that," Robert mused. "I've never seen a shaved pussy before."

"You've seen -- you know, pussies before?" Sue asked, a little surprised.

"Yeah," Robert replied nonchalantly.

"Really!" Sue said, curious. "Whose? Your girlfriend's"

"Once a girlfriend's," Robert admitted.

"Any more than that?" Sue asked, her curiosity peaked.

"Yeah," Robert said.

"Well, are you going to tell me or not?" Sue asked, getting angry.

"What will you tell me if I do," Robert asked. "This is sort of a one-way exchange so far."

"Well, what do you want to know?" Sue asked, jumping as she splashed herself with water.

"Are you a virgin?" Robert asked disarmingly.

"Well, you don't just get right down to it, do you?" Sue replied. "And if I tell you you'll tell me?"

"Sure," Robert agreed.

"Okay," Sue said, "I'm a virgin. Does that make you happy?"

"I don't have anything against virgins," Robert said with a laugh, noticing that her nipples were now clearly visible through her wet shirt.

"So, whose pussy did you see?" Sue persisted.

"My mom's," Robert replied, smiling at her.

"You're kidding!" Sue said, staring at him, her nipples hard. "How?"

"Well, when she and dad aren't fighting, they're usually fucking. And they fuck everywhere in the house. It doesn't seem to matter to them. I've seen them fucking dozens of times."

"Wow!" Sue exclaimed. "Today was the first time I ever saw my parents. Or anyone for that matter."

"Did it turn you on?" Robert asked.




Camping



We were camping and late one night Kyle and I were sitting by the fire. His wife and my husband had both gone to sleep in our separate tents, leaving us to tend the fire. It was nice having time alone with Kyle. I was really good friends with his wife, but Kyle and I had so much in common that he was pretty much my best friend. Of course, the dynamic of a couple being friends with a couple didn't allow us much time to spend together by ourselves.

We talked and joked like we normally would. The conversation eventually took a turn toward topics of a more sexual nature. I confided in him that my husband had accused me of wanting to sleep with Kyle. We just kind of laughed it off, but I think we both knew that there was some truth to that accusation.

At one point, Kyle went to get something from the car and when he came back, stood behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. A wave of electricity shot through me. I was confused because not only did Kyle and I rarely ever make physical contact, but I also hadn't felt that electric feeling for years. I reached up, putting my hand on his and he laced his fingers with mine. I looked up at him and just as our eyes met, he leaned in and kissed me. Never before had a kiss made me feel so alive. It was then that I realized how long I had secretly been hoping this would happen.

We broke from our kiss and he walked around to the front of my chair, holding out his hand to help me up. With my hand in his, he led me to a small clearing he had found while exploring the campground earlier that day. Had he been planning this all along or had he just seized the opportunity? I really didn't care.

He took the blanket that was wrapped around my shoulders and spread it out on the ground. He sat down and waved for me to come to him. When I sat down next to him, he looked at me for a moment, as if to assure himself that this was really happening. He kissed me again and that same wonderful feeling flooded my body. I was so lost in the moment that I hadn't realized he had laid me back and gotten on top of me. I did notice, though, when he started running his hands all over my body. I could barely contain myself, I wanted him so badly.

I started touching him all over; I wanted to feel every inch of his body against my skin. Just as I felt like I couldn't take any more, I felt him unbuttoning my pants and when he leaned in to pull them off of me, his erection pushed into me, sending the electricity through me yet again. Once my pants were gone, he dealt with his own. As he climbed back over me, his erection grazed my swollen clit, I gasped at the intensity of the pleasure it gave me. I had never had such a strong reaction to someone touching my clit like that.

He leaned in to kiss me once again and as he did, I felt him slowly entering me. I felt like I was going to have an orgasm right then. He was bigger than I expected, stretching me open a bit. It didn't hurt, but that was probably because I was practically dripping wet. The only thing I could feel were waves of pleasure unlike anything I had ever felt before.

My body wanted to moan and yell out, but I knew that was out of the question. I had to be quiet, which was all but impossible. Within minutes I had reached an orgasm, I held tight to him and buried my face in his chest to avoid screaming with pleasure. He continued fucking me as my body violently spasmed. I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I thought I might lose consciousness.

He fucked me harder and faster as I writhed beneath him, almost in agony from the intensity of the sensations I was experiencing. I was on the edge of another orgasm when he whispered, "I'm going to cum." "Cum in me," I whispered back as I felt my body begin to go over the edge into a second orgasm that violently rocked my body as he came deep inside of me, holding me as if for dear life. We collapsed onto each other in a heap of exhaustion and satisfaction.

Eventually we made our way back to camp and went to bed in our separate tents. The next day, everything was the same as it had been before, except that I would catch his knowing glances every now and then. I think we will be camping a lot more from now on.



Camping



Squinting into the brilliant yellow glare of the sun filtering through my cars dusty windshield I pulled in to the dirt parking lot by the river and stopped. The car hissed and popped hot fluids gurgling. I stepped out and looked around. The camp site in front of me looked big. I walked up a slight slope to the picnic table past a large fir tree dripping sap in long sticky strings from numerous wounds. I saw the fire pit with a grate, it seemed a long ways off from the table. Several areas looked flat and level good tent spots. 

Ferns covered the forest floor beyond the cleared camp in a knee high sea of green getting swallowed up by small stands of hemlock and salmon berry all in the shadows of the towering Douglas firs and Cedars that marched off up the mountain side by the churning river. I unpacked my supplies, swatting flies and continuously wiping sweat from my eyes. 

Setting up my small green and gray tent on the most level spot I made up my bed and sat back to smoke. Sitting on the picnic table by my lantern and cooler I saw that the old wood table had carvings covering it almost entirely. Some were old enough to have moss growing in them and some were fresh and knew. Names and initials left there by faceless campers over years. It makes me wonder what those people were doing when they were here, why they scrawled there initials here for posterity, or to commemorate something, or just out of boredom and a pocket knife.

I got up and wandered off through the jagged green ferns on a narrow path, one of many that crossed and crossed again up and down the side of the river. Walking upstream I watched the huge dark trunks of the coniferous trees pass by, looking up through the lace of tree limbs at the blue sky from the shade bellow. The trail weaved through the old trees and virtually disappeared into a wall of thick green vegetation. 

I ducked and weaved through, climbing over a large fallen alder tree and closing my eyes against the swarm of black gnats buzzing on the other side as I jumped down. I found the river eventually and sat on a mossy rock near a stand of small weed choked alders and smoked. The wind coming down the valley over the river was a cool and crisp, refreshing in the heat of the evening sun.

I found my way back on a different trail and set out back to civilization to call my girlfriend and show her the way to our campsite.

We met in the parking lot under a street light. I was waiting for her in my car, to show her the way. Hurtling down the long winding road in the dark under the trees, I was eager to get there and spend some time with her. I could see her head lights behind me, my beautiful girl coming to spend the night in the woods with me. A fork in the road led us down a dirt track to a small campground by a river. We pulled in and the night forest went black as our headlights flickered off.

In the dark I produced a small flash light and taking my girls hand I led her up to my camp sight. Lighting a propane lantern threw the woods into sharp contrast. We looked around the camp. I built a quick fire always trailing my hand around my honey's waist, trailing my lips across her cheek. We sat together on the much carved picnic table and smoked, and talked. 

Although We hadn't seen each other in some time it felt as if we were never apart, chatting and laughing and smoking in the forest. She smiled and blushed seeing me staring at her. I couldn't help myself. She was so beautiful, so sensual I couldn't take my eyes off her. I held her close, kissing her and feeling her against me. Standing near under the dark trees in the lantern light I put my arm around her waist and leaned down to kiss her cheek and neck, the corner of her mouth. I felt her hand on my leg as she turned into the kiss opening her mouth. Soft lips pressed mine and small eager hands stroked my thigh, bumping so slightly my fast growing erection. 

I squeezed her side, moving my hand up and down to cradle her pert round ass. I throbbed tight in my pants under her caress. My hand slid down and around to touch her thigh, fingers sliding up under the leg of her shorts. I felt her heat, and then her wetness as I slipped my finger around her underwear and down to rub against her pulsing clitoris. 

Biting my neck as I kissed her ear I slid my finger into her tight folds, she gasped and rubbed against my pulsating hard on. "I want you so bad!" I whispered in her ear breathlessly. 

Looking up at me with the most beautiful intense eyes "God!" gripping my shirt and thumping her hands against my chest. "I want you too!" 

Staring into her eyes and losing my breath again I said "you wanna come see my tent?" nodding towards the little tent in the shadows past the fire. 

"Yeah." She breathed her body against mine eyes locked together. We walked hand in hand to the little tent and I unzipped the door and let her in. Leaving our shoes outside we sat on the small bedroll I had lain out diagonally in the rectangular tent. She lied back as I moved towards her kissing her eagerly our bodies seemed to conform as one, almost.

Biting my neck she ran her hands up under my shirt to caress my chest and around my side. I felt her fingers on my stomach as I breathed on her neck and shoulder, nibbling at an earlobe. Fumbling behind her back for the little hook on her bra we both laughed, but the passion overtook the moment of mirth quickly and soon enough our clothing lay in a heap somewhere and I kneeled over her naked, admiring her beautiful curves and smooth skin. 

I sat back for a minute taking it in. My cock hard and pulsing, nearly ready to orgasm just from the anticipation of the sensual creature before me! Then leaning forward I ran my hands up her silky smooth legs and thighs as I crawled up her body, feeling her with against my cheek I stopped to suck on her hard nipple and felt her tender perky breasts with my hands and mouth. Her neck arched against my lips and her lips parted for mine as I slid up to her height, my hard cock rubbing up against her steaming throbbing clitoris. I moved my hips and the head of my raging hard on slid into her wet silky folds, tight flesh stretching around my rigid shaft.

We moaned and arched our backs seemingly as one eyes and mouths locked together. Breaking away to breath I pumped my full length into her tight wetness, groaning in pleasure as I thrust inside her she pulsed around me so tight I had to slow myself or ejaculate right away!

I felt her hips and breasts, sliding my hand down I squeezed her perfect ass slowly pumping deep inside her, I felt her mouth sucking at my neck, biting at my lips, I looked into her gorgeous eyes so filled with pleasure and without control I exploded! My hot cum filled her as we bucked and writhed together twitching to a slow stop We lay together panting. Brushing the hair from her eyes I stared deep into those bright soulful orbs, gyrating slowly as the last of my orgasm trickled out inside her. 

Sweating and sticky we lay together kissing. As we moved apart to get up and smoke I slid out of her so tight little box and the pressure made me start to get hard again. I watched as she used a small hand towel to catch the gush of my semen it spilled out of her. It turned me on watching her clean my cum up, soon I was hard again. She saw me staring and said "What?" giving me that sideways glance and smiling. "Let's go smoke." She said.

"Okay." I agreed and we got dressed together. Outside in the dark forest it was starting to get chilly. We smoked. We talked. We kissed. Standing by the picnic table I looked down into her up turned face as I put my arm around her waist. I kissed her cheek and felt her hips bump mine. She turned her head to kiss me and her hands slid around my waist. 

Our bodies pressed together half turned, she felt my erection through my jeans while I felt her supple smooth ass, running my hands inside her shorts to feel her smooth skin. I felt her fingers tracing up the length of my hard cock through the heavy material, then at the top I felt the shock of pleasure as she caressed the tingling, throbbing head. I squeezed her firm round cheek and slid my fingers down between them to rub gently at her tight ass. My other hand found its way down the front of her shorts and slowly traced circles around her dripping wet clit. 

I slowly worked at her with both hands, stooped over her biting at her neck and sucking at her earlobe while she moaned and squeezed me tight pumping my hard cock and stroking my neck. She bit my neck as my fingers slowly worked into her, my cock was ready to burst in her embrace as she moaned and quivered sensually writhing in my arms, around my fingers.

She was incredibly wet and incredibly tight, incredibly sexy. The need in her eyes as she looked up to mine nearly melted my mind. I almost picked her up and ran into the tent. I wanted to. We looked around, my pants were pulled down, I was fully exposed in her hands, and her shorts were pulled down low too. I wondered if anyone was watching. Smiling between moans of pleasure I said "Wanna go back to the tent?"

"Yeah!" she moaned against my neck. We pulled away slowly, and made our way to the tent in each others arms. Clothes peeled off as we lay down on the sleeping bag. I leaned over her, our tongues wrestling and hands exploring soft flesh. I cradled her smooth firm ass in my hand as I lifted her thigh slightly and the pulsing head of my raging hard on slipped into her tight wet folds. We gasped as one, she biting and sucking my neck and chest as I worked my hand around her supple thigh to rub at her tight ass.

I felt her shake and twitch as I slammed into her harder and faster, my cock and my finger in a rhythm pumping into her. She gripped the sleeping back tight and I saw her muscles straining as she moaned choked gasps of pleasure. I increased the tempo, her tightness throbbing around me ecstatically. Hard nipples tasted so sweet in my mouth and soft warm skin beneath me felt like heaven on earth as we writhed together. 

I felt that familiar tingling as my hard flesh filled her deeper and faster and in a frenzy I exploded inside her, hot sticky cum gushing into her still quivering pulsing vagina. I groaned and arched my back body going rigid as I filled her with hot semen. I looked down into her beautiful lustful eyes and smiled relaxing down onto her to embrace her. I kissed her neck and held her in my arms and we lay there sweaty and panting. 

Moving under the cover of my sleeping bag we fell asleep. I woke up to a dream of a soft kiss, and looking around in the dark. I groggily realized that it my baby wasn't next to me. I got up and looked out the tent door. There were her headlights in the dark, pulling out. I knew she had to leave early. I threw on my pants and a shirt but it was too late to catch her. She was driving away. Sitting alone in the dark I smoked and got a drink. Then I went back to bed to dream about my beautiful sexy girlfriend that I barely get to see lately. 

I woke up in the morning to some half formed dream of pleasure, my hard on throbbing and the smell of sex and sweat hanging in the still air. I got up and got dressed. Sitting on the picnic table I picked a good unmarked spot and began to carve out my initials in the hard old plank. I scrawled my initials and her initials inside a small heart there with my little pocket knife amid all the other etchings and I wondered if those other peoples initials and names had stories to go with them that were as good as mine. I doubt it.



Camping



I've got to say, camping in the wilderness just does it for me. There's something about the outdoors, stars overhead, fresh air, a huge dose of un-civilization, that is good for my soul and that has drawn me to locations from Hawaii to Minnesota to Florida. For me, it doesn't get much better than being alone next to a fire I've built, near a hammock or tent I'll sleep in, after a meal of grilled steak and fresh vegetables, with a flask of good bourbon and a hemisphere full of stars to bring me into harmony with the universe.

That's what I was after, but that's not what I got, just recently, here in Virginia where I live now. I recognize what category this is, but it's not my wife I'll be telling about - I haven't presently got one (and that's a whole other story for this site, but not now). On the other hand, I think I've got it categorized correctly, and will let you decide.

I'm Tom, in my 40s these days, keep in shape, of acceptable appearance without being a George Clooney by any means, maybe more of a Kris Kristofferson (minus a number of his current years) - with my share of good fortune with the opposite sex over the years, and with comfortable financial resources, yet hardly a 1 percenter. More details may follow. 

Anyway, I needed a dose of nature and had been feeling cooped up by my job and the big city-ness of the Washington DC area, so decided to clear a weekend and just head out to a place in the mountains I'd camped at a number of times over the past several years. I'd gotten to know the proprietors of the small campsite that abutted a state park but was on private land. They were nice folks, Jim and Sandy - quiet, maybe even a bit hippie - but welcoming, a little younger than I am - both probably upper 30s - I gotta admit attractive in their way, and they remembered me, maybe aided by my bringing them goodies from time to time such as fresh produce, some craft beer, or some honey I'd come across at a market, as well as helping out from time to time if there were heavy lifting to do around the camp that I could help Jim out with.

I don't know just how they came to either own or just manage those acres of mountain land, but they did. Not being state-administered, they managed to keep a low profile, advertising modestly on a couple of serious hiker/camper websites, signs prohibiting alcohol that were never enforced or even mentioned. They controlled visitors with reservations required for first-timers, and some turned away with no vacancy excuses despite apparently empty sites. They banned pets, which basically allowed them to let in the occasional well-behaved lab or golden as an "exception," while keeping out the pit bulls and shepherds and yappy Chihuahuas and such. Clean bath houses, ample hot water, tent sites, a few RV pads, and a central lodge where they lived were about it. With easily followed paths to the state park's extensive hiking trails, it was perfect for my wants. I'd never seen the park full, so even though it was April and the weather had gotten suddenly warm, I was confident they'd have space open. And it was about as close to wilderness as I could practically get without launching a major logistics project.

I typically picked the most remote site (and all their tent sites seemed remoter than they really were), usually secluded but within a hundred yards of where I could park, and with water faucet, fire ring and picnic table as well as smoothed tent pad. I kept to myself, and just luxuriated. Jim and Sandy came to recognize my need to get away and never intruded. We did have something of a routine in that after dinner I'd frequently end up sitting on their porch at the big log cabin lodge, sipping wine or bourbon and chatting with them before making my way back to my campsite in the dark. Our conversations ranged with our moods, from life stories to reflections on the universe, to one night when I'd had more than a few sips and they got me to vent about my divorce, a good, cathartic, amateur's self-analysis, complete with frustration that my ex had lost her appetite for the adventures of sex, and that while that wasn't the cause of the breakup, it did probably help it along. I shared that a very wise lady had told me once that it takes a year to get over a marriage, so one should take a year off from romance after a divorce was final. I'd taken her seriously, and hadn't dated or pursued anyone since the break-up. I'd also shared that night just how frustrated that left me (despite the outlet of "self-abuse") and how much I was looking forward to my self-imposed year of celibacy ending. I was embarrassed the next day, recalling how much I'd blurted out, but they registered nothing other than casual friendliness when I saw them again. 

I was really, really disappointed to pull up to the gate and see a sign saying the park was closed for trail maintenance, due to the previous week's wind storm. Damn! While I like to hike, I couldn't figure why their doing trail maintenance would mean they needed to close the whole park, and since I knew them, I just unlooped the chain that held that sign, drove through, and replaced it behind my SUV, driving up to the office where I'd always dealt with either Jim or Sandy in person to arrange my campsite and pay my fee. I expected to find them, talk them into letting me stay, and then to find that solitude I sought and I knew they had.

Nobody was around, and since I'd worn some loose knit gym shorts (going for comfort there, so no liner, and that day, commando - who was going to see, anyway?), light hiking boots, and a camp shirt, so I went searching, and before long found them, clearing brush and laughing with another couple, also of their age and appearance range. Jim seemed a bit miffed at first, understandably so, that I'd passed by their closed sign, and I apologized as an opener and quickly explained my plan to stay alone, adding that I'd certainly leave if they preferred that. Jim started to say no, but Sandy intervened and said she couldn't see why not, that they knew me, and that maybe I could even help them out. I read into that a thinly veiled quid pro quo - if I'd help clear brush, they'd let me stay. Not exactly what I had in mind, but then she added that with my help, they could wrap up everything in a couple of hours (it was only about noon then), and if I liked, we could all share dinner before turning in for the night. Besides, she said, they'd planned on it taking longer, and would probably keep the park closed the next day, so I could have the run of the place along with them, no other families or disturbances. 

I was trapped, but I didn't mind. A couple of hours of physical workout in the woods would be just fine with me, would make dinner taste even better, and would help wash away the urban whatever it was that did need washing away. I quickly agreed.

Jim suggested we split up, with John, Anne (that other couple) and him taking the power saw along the northern trail, where he knew there were some trees fallen over the path, while Sandy and I headed for the southern one, which had sparser growth and needed work and at least a guy's strength at times, but nothing with the big saw.

That was fine with me, and soon Sandy and I had hand saws, shovels, clippers and such hefted on our shoulders and hiked south. Sandy preceded me on the trail, and I got to take a good look at her, being more and more interested as we walked. She wore hiking boots and socks, short camping shorts, and a white tank top that showed no bra line. She's about 5'5, I'd guess, shoulder length strawberry blonde hair kept out of her face with a bandana hair band, freckled a bit and pale complected, with a great ass to follow on a hike - no skinny boy buns, but a firm woman's ass that her camping shorts could not disguise. The backpack she wore just framed her - I'm guessing here - 36Bs, maybe Cs, which are jiggly enough to know they're not fake, and firm enough to rouse the dead, I'd say. 

We'd hiked about a mile when we came upon a small tree across the trail, and Sandy said that it was the worst obstacle we really needed to get cleared, that she and Jim had reconnoitered the areas beforehand. So, we set about it, chopping off the branches so we could get to sawing the thinner part of the trunk, then hauling the main trunk off the trail into the woods heave by heave, leaving the pathway clear. It took us about 45 minutes, and was hot work, and we tackled it determinedly, finally resting only when the job was done.

It was then, as we swapped her half gallon jug of water back and forth between us to cool off, that I could see much more of Sandy, thanks to the perspiration that had soaked much of her tank top and still glistened on her face, arms and legs. The result was that the tank top was pretty transparent, and her breasts were on display, the nipples clearly visible, their points indenting the damp material and drawing my eyes magnetically. I don't think my gaze was lost on Sandy. As we drank, I looked back up to her face and saw her smiling, watching me.

"Oops - busted, I guess," I said with a grin.

"Well, it's not like I'm able to do much about how I look right now. I think I'm flattered that you'd be staring in what seems to be appreciation when I'm such a sweaty mess."

"You're hardly a mess, I assure you," I answered, glad she wasn't angry or something. In fact, her hair was tousled, held by a bandana. As I took a moment to look, I ran my eyes over her imperfect features (nose not quite straight, no classic cheekbones, nothing wrong, just not replicating our conventional ideas of beauty). Yet the package worked nicely, made her look attractive, like a woman who was genuinely nice, had a good sense of humor, who might or might not be sexually focused, but who you hoped, realistically or not, was. 

"Well, thanks. How's that year of abstinence thing going with you anyway?"

"Ah, that. You remembered my inebriated confessionals. The date was just up a couple of weeks ago, as a matter of fact; but I still haven't done anything, since work has been crazy the past month or so. Now, fortunately, that seems to be taking a break - couple of contracts wrapped up and all that. So here I am, detoxing - I'll get back to socializing after this - or at least I hope I will." Easy enough to talk to, I remember noting - here I was, not having seen her in months, and only occasionally ever, telling her about my sex life. Hmmm.

She laughed, "Well, I guess if you're back in the game, there are some ladies about to get lucky out there." She said this, still standing in front of me, with me trying like hell not to drop my gaze for more than an occasional glance, since those breasts were so lovely. 

"You're very kind," I said, gulping some more water while trying to think of something more astute to say.

"Not at all, but a girl knows, you know."

"Knows what?"

"When a man is going to be good in bed," she stated simply, smiling at me.

"Well, you're uh, very, very kind," I stammered, stupidly I'm sure, and in looking down instinctively to the compliment, my gaze was halted by the vision of her nipples, again, which I could have sworn had gotten a bit more defined from just a moment before.

"Hmm..." she said, as she stepped just a bit closer to me than required to take back the canteen. She drank a bit, letting some of it (accidentally?), actually a good bit, cascade down her chin, then from there down her throat, and from there joining the perspiration on her chest and dampening the tank top some more. 

"Oops," she laughed, and wiped her front, slowly, with her free hand, further spreading the transparency rather than curing anything. Looking down, we could both see not only the nipples, but the complete shapes of her breasts, clearly visible thanks to her wiping. "Now I'm really on view, aren't I?"

"Well, yes, so you are! And lovely you are indeed." I smiled at her, knowing that my dick, deprived all this time, was far from asleep and seemed eager to join in. Then I remembered my own lack of underwear and realized I'd be tenting if anyone were looking.

And naturally, she decided to be looking. "Goodness, am I having an effect on you?"

"Well, it's not the trees, I can assure you, although there may be a wood component. Sorry if I'm offending." I offered.

"No, no offense. I'm flattered. I guess you really have been on a long dry spell!"

"I have been that, but I think that's not the main reason. You're just a very, very beautiful woman, Sandy." Was that too much of a bullshit sounding line, I worried.

"Well, if that's your story, I'm certainly buying it - but we'd better get back, now that the trail is cleared, so to speak." Then, "'Very beautiful woman' - that has a nice ring - Jim will probably love that." 

"Uh, he will? That might be something you choose not to share. I didn't mean to be coming on," I said, more stupid even than before, I sounded.

"Oh, yeah, I'll bet he'll love it - and not be mad - hey, don't worry!"

Meanwhile, I was reviewing: 'trail is cleared, so to speak?' I thought to myself. Was that a come-on, a promise of more in the works, or was the combination of her nearly naked tits and my horniness and all this fresh air making me think in a get-back-to-nature sort of way that wasn't suggested? More research was clearly in order.

We gathered up the tools and followed the rest of the trail back to the camp, making sure nothing new was blocking it. Arriving there in about another half hour, her shirt had dried, my tent had deflated, and I figured I'd just set up camp and that would be that.

So I did - hauling off my tent and pack, spending the next hour or so making it all work, including setting up the fire pit - tinder, twigs, branches and bigger pieces all set up - sleeping bag and gear secured inside the pitched tent, foodstuffs high up in the bear bag, and so forth. Finally, I'd traded boots for sandals, grabbed my camp towel, shaving kit, a clean set of camp shorts and shirt, and set off for the showers, which were only maybe another hundred yards off down the trail, but not visible from my campsite, nor was the main lodge which in turn was another half click from the showers.

At the bath house, I stripped down and attended to digestive processes, wondering if shutting down the camp was going to mean no hot water. Thankfully it didn't, and I took my time, knowing I wouldn't be exhausting their supply with only five people anywhere around. Other than the toilet facilities and sinks, there were individual stalls with wooden doors as well as a communal gang shower area with six showers in one larger area, no doors. I figured I didn't need to get their wooden doors wet and maybe restart mildew or something, so used one in the gang area. Standing there in the warm water, lathering up, my thoughts didn't get far from that bit of flirtation with Sandy - was that an invitation for more, or was she just enjoying my discomfort and playing with my head a bit? And if it were an invitation, was I such a cad as to go behind Jim's back, who'd been a gracious host for some years? I decided that no, I was letting my dick override my brain and that I'd get back to my original plan - away from the city, solo time to detox. As I nobly came to that, I knew my cock was not in agreement. In fact, it had made that known as I soaped up, rising about half way without going any further, but receding only reluctantly. I briefly considered stroking to climax right there, but then decided not to. Nothing like a bit of horniness to put an edge on the dinner for me, I knew. 

Exiting the shower, I dried off and, no longer enlarged at all, slung the towel over my shoulder, and headed toward the sink area to brush my teeth. I was naked except for the sandals and knew there would be no other campers necessitating my covering up. As I rounded the corner to the lavatory area, there was Sandy, still dressed in that top and shorts, holding a towel and a bag and some other clothes, and smiling like the Cheshire Cat at my nakedness.

"Oh, didn't I mention? The water's turned off on the women's side for repairs, so we use only this side right now," she grinned. Then, "You look squeaky clean - no, no, don't cover up - I like the view from here."

What could I do? Covering up seemed wimpy, but here was practically in her husband's home, and with her flirting, my dick wasn't listening to me at all, but was stretching itself in some proud return greeting.

"And there you go again, flattering me," she said. "It appears you want to flatter me a lot, and you can flatter me all you like that way," clearly meaning my growing erection, as that's where her gaze was steadily fixated.

"Sandy," I started, unsure of just how to play this, "I don't know about this - if this is the communal shower what about John and Anne, not to mention Jim - I've got a strict personal rule about messing around with other guys' wives, and you're testing that rule mightily."

"Is that the problem!" she exclaimed, rather than asking. "It so turns out John and Anne got a call and had to drive back home, so it will be just the three of us for dinner. As for Jim, as I've hinted, we have talked about this sort of thing, although we've never quite gone through with it. Since John and Anne had to go, it will be especially nice to have you around. And it won't be behind his back - I tell him about everything. If he gets all macho and jealous about it, then I'll take full responsibility and apologize and you'll probably have to pack up and go. He's certainly not the violent type, so I wouldn't worry about that. And if I'm right, he'll want to watch for sure, and join in before it's all done, or at least the next time. It really, really turns him on for me to be turned on, and that itself really turns me on, so it's a win-win all around!"

"Mind if I get some corroboration of that?"

"Oh, no, not at all. But for now, I'm going to shower, and I'd really appreciate it if you'd at least scrub my back - it's so hard to reach some of those areas, you know. C'mon - nothing will happen until you get your corroboration, except I'll get my back scrubbed, and maybe we can find a few areas you haven't reached on yourself as well, if you like." And with that, she tugged off her top and strolled topless past me toward the showers. I turned to watch as she stopped, bent over, tugged down her shorts, stepped out of them and her flip flops, pulled some soap and shampoo out of her bag, and tossed clothes and bag onto the nearby bench, displaying both nice dexterity and a wonderfully shaped derriere. I couldn't tell from the glimpse just what the pubic hair situation was, but it was little or none, and I wondered if she'd shaved her pussy. She turned the water on full and as she stood under it, the water drenching her hair and the rest, called, "Well, are you going to help me out or not?"

"Well, fuck," I thought. "What the hell," my personal integrity, rules and morality all overruled by a burst of carpe diem.

I stepped back into the shower area. Sandy immediately backed into me, my growing dick fitting right between her cheeks, and waggled her tail, which felt pretty terrific to me, and elicited another growth spurt. 

"Mmm, nice," she said, and handed the soap and a sponge over her shoulder to me. I backed off far enough to soap her back, scrubbing with the sponge from neck to that glorious area where a woman's waist flares into her hips.

"Lower," she said, and I complied, sponging her ass, each globe, then between and under, finding her pussy with the sponge. She put her hands on the wall, spread her legs, arched her back, and said, "Oh yeah, more, but lose the sponge!"

And so I did, using both hands to lightly massage her soapy back, the suds making it a slip sliding, not a rubbing, then following my sponged trail, kneading her buns and finally reaching down under to rim her anus with my right hand as my left reached around and cupped her left breast. Finally, reaching further, I dipped into her pussy - yes, it was trimmed but not shaved, with wonderfully soft, comparatively sparse, blondish hair - before finding her clitoris with my fingers and playing its quickening tune. Soon, she was shaking and then gasped, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!!" I kept the pressure on her clit as I snaked my thumb into her pussy and searched for her G spot along the front wall. Apparently that was a good thing to do, as she came, crying softly, almost in a whisper, "Coming now!" I wrapped my left arm under her waist as her legs buckled, and held her up while I played further, faster, being rewarded by another orgasm right on the first's heels. She bucked as I held her fast, and whimpered as it passed through her. Finally, I pulled her to me, she put her arms around my neck, I had just time to adjust my cock to between her legs, as her crotch bent its stiffness downward. She reached up and kissed me, her tongue seeking out mine, and we embraced. 




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After a moment, she leaned back, her pussy still wrapped on top of my cock, and said, "Well, thank you for that! Now, let's make sure you're clean as well." Reaching over to where I'd put the soap and sponge, she said, "Turn around," and as I did, leaning against the wall as she had, she started with the same sponging. I was out of the water's flow, while she was standing under the shower, getting rinsed in the process of sudsing me. It felt great, having my back scrubbed vigorously, then my legs from the knees upwards (obeying her nudging my legs further apart), then my buns, and finally I felt her hands rather than the sponge, repeating the track over my now invigorated skin. At first it just felt good, then she kneaded my ass cheeks and finally started dipping between them. I jerked in reflex as I felt her hand rim my ass, and then relaxed again, barely, as she cradled my scrotum in her hand. She rolled the balls around with her fingers, not too tightly but firmly enough to keep my undivided attention, and then reached further under and grasped my shaft for a moment.

"Turn around, big guy," she said, and I did, my soapy cock standing straight and tilted upwards. I'm average sized, I think - a tad over six inches at best but never to six and a half, and not noticeably thin or thick for that length, to my eye. I'm circumcised, and it all works fine. I appreciated the "big guy" comment, but took it as slang rather than as description.

She, however, may have meant it otherwise. Once I was standing facing her, my shoulders against the wall, my feet slightly away from it, she took to stroking again, this time more intentionally. "My, you have a wonderful organ here, mister - a bit bigger than I'm used to, but not too much so, and it's gotten so hard! A girl just loves it when she makes this sort of thing happen, you know." I couldn't tell if that was pure flattery or some mixture of truth, but wasn't going to quibble, just enjoyed the ego burst. Meanwhile, over and over she stroked, pulling a bit on the outs, squeezing a bit on the ins. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and told her, "I'm almost there - you should stop that before . . . "

"Really? Oh, well, then..." she mock-pouted, but immediately stopped, rinsed the suds off her hand, and stepped out of the shower before I could quite register what was happening (very little blood left in the brain by that time).

Damn! I'd meant that as a notification, not poorly stated as a suggestion, but now was left, standing alone in the shower, still soapy mostly all over, standing tall, and mightily frustrated. The surprise left me dumbfounded, but I did what was in order, rinsing off, my dick staying mostly hard but somewhat deflated by the sudden stoppage of what it was loving.

Stepping out of the shower, I was quick enough to catch the towel she tossed at me as she was finishing drying herself. "Come on up to the lodge after you're through here, ok?" she smiled at me as she started to don her few clothes. "Oh, and I hope that thing will be ok - after all, you did tell me I should stop, and I always strive to do what my men want me to do."

"I think I'll survive, and I'll come up to the lodge, but it may take a big to talk my friend here into returning to a low profile, thanks to your getting him all energized."

"Well, you could always satisfy him yourself, I'm sure. But I think you and he will both be happier if you continue to defer that gratification, and I just might be willing to make that only a temporary deferral. Ta - ta!" 

And with that, she strolled out of the bath house, leaving me and my disappointed dick to ourselves. I wasn't about to beat off after all that, much as I was being asked to by my friend. So I shaved at the sink, finished drying, dressed in the clean shorts (commando, I'd neglected to pack underwear for the short walk, but it didn't seem that I'd need them) and camp shirt and sandals, and headed back to my camp to drop off the other items.

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At the tent, I grabbed the bottle of bourbon I'd packed, along with the Cabernet I'd planned for my dinner. I didn't know if I'd want either or both, but figured the shower interlude was certainly worth the bourbon (I wasn't sure whether it would be for Jim or for Sandy, but I knew it would be thanks to Sandy), and if we dined together, the wine would be a good thing to have brought as well. Everything considered, I at least owed Jim a good glass of bourbon anyway. I wondered if she'd told him anything, and if so, what, and of course, what his reaction had been. If I met a double barrel, I'd have no one but myself to blame (ok, and maybe a bit of her, but it's not like I was fighting kicking and screaming back in the shower). And what was that bit about John and Anne? Had I interrupted something and was now being drafted as a pinch hitter or something? No doubt, I had plenty to mull over as I trekked up the hill to the lodge.

Sandy appeared on the lodge porch, now dressed in a cream white linen dress that buttoned from its calf-length hem to collar. Her hair was pulled back in a (practical yet girlish) pony tail, and she was barefoot. Altogether, quite a vision. It took me only the first glance to see that the hem part was unbuttoned to a bit above her knees, and the collar part was to right between her breasts - both amounts facilitating either total modesty or tantalizing views, depending on her posture. She was clearly in control, and her freshly brushed out hair and just the tiniest bit of makeup made her a vision indeed - all healthy and fresh air and fuckable (oops, there went that brain blood drain again - as far as I knew, her claims of Jim's open mindedness were wildly exaggerated, and I knew I'd better play it straight until that corroboration came, if ever). At least it wasn't Jim with that double barrel.

"Hi, trail blazer!" she called as I mounted, er, climbed up the steps to the porch,

"Hi, blazerette," I countered, and we smiled. She moved quickly into me, planted a kiss on my cheek, turned, or rather twirled about and headed into the lodge. I followed, still sorting out feelings and facts. As she strode away, I thought I could see the outline of bikini panties through the thin linen, and as she walked, with me scrambling to keep up behind, the light shone through and I could see the silhouette of her legs as well. What a great dress, I thought, but said, "Here's a bit of libation I thought we might share." I caught up with her, rounding the corner into the spacious kitchen. "Is Jim back yet?"

"Oh yes, he's showered himself and is changing, I think. And no doubt, you're wondering about that potential corroboration, right?"

"Well, busted again, I guess," I smiled back, still not really at ease with all this.

"Mmm . . . that's some fine bourbon you've got here, mister. Let's have some!" she laughed and opened a cabinet to get glasses. As she reached up on tiptoe, I got a nice view of her ass.

Two double shot bourbons with a touch of water in our hands and another poured and waiting for Jim on the counter, Sandy bade me sit while she sliced an apple and put it with crackers and cheeses on a platter. I was on a barstool behind the kitchen's island. She leaned over to offered me some, bending over to give me ample opportunity to see that she was wearing a peach colored bra that shaped and exposed a good bit of breasts that looked wonderful as the linen fell free from them.

Watching me take in the view, she laughed, "Nothing you haven't seen before, and recently!"

"Well, the bra is new to me, and lovely. And I certainly never tire of seeing cleavage, particularly the particularly beautiful kind. Isn't it amazing how a bit of clothing makes the sight of the body underneath seem all the more forbidden and delicious!"

"Forbidden and delicious? 'Sounds like I'm missing a great conversation!" said Jim, entering from the hallway. I rose, and we three gathered at the kitchen island.

"Tom here was just looking down my dress and commenting on how clothes make the view more, as he said, forbidden and delicious." Sandy was clearly enjoying all of this, while I was on edge, taking in every nuance of Jim's response to gauge his reaction, whatever his words.

"Well, she is delicious, I'll agree to that," Jim replied. Then, after a pause, "As for the forbidden part, she tells me that, since we've discussed opening up things a bit, in her opinion, you're just the right guy for the task."

Well, nothing like getting his cards on the table! "Sort of a big step, I'd think. And one I don't want to be part of if it's going to be a problem with you two," I said, meaning it.

"Yeah, big step. But one that I think I can handle, and one she's certainly able and apparently willing to try."

"Well, let's see how things go, then, with no set agenda," I suggested, "and if at any time either of you, or I, for that matter, want to put a halt to whatever, let's all agree to that being ok - ok?"

"Right," Jim said.

"Fine with me," Sandy said.

"OK, now, a toast - to friends present and future!" I offered.

And we all took hearty drinks of the bourbon. 

Dinner followed, and nothing more was said about directions or much otherwise. Jim and I were both provided ample views of Sandy as she hostessed about, and after a pretty light repast, but with ample amounts of chardonnay (they graciously accepted my red and stowed it), we retired to the lodge living room with refreshed glasses of bourbon, the three of us feeling very pleasant. The room had a fireplace (the fire not really required in the warm weather, but still, burning somewhat low). Facing the fire about 6 or 8 feet back was an arc of furniture: two big leather upholstered easy chairs flanking a padded and also leather upholstered bench, all on thick throw rugs of various compositions. Easy for gathering around a fire with five, maybe six being seated in the semicircle. Jim put on some soft jazz CD, and started to dance with Sandy. I sat and watched, and they moved comfortably together, more of the familiar two-step than any set fanciness. He had his hands low on her back, his fingers stretching to where her ass curved out, while she had both arms around his neck. They kissed and embraced that way, seemingly oblivious of me, and that was fine. I was just enjoying them, enjoying themselves.

After a round of Frank Sinatra doing "Strangers in the Night," Willie Nelson's rendition of "Stardust" came on, a favorite of mine. "Your turn," Jim said, and I rose to the offer as he moved to toss a couple more logs on the fire.

Sandy put her arms around me, same as she'd done with Jim, and I wrapped her in my arms, closer than I'd have normally done in a first dance with a lady, but it just seemed appropriate. She pretty much melted into my body with hers, my thigh nudged between her thighs, one of her thighs pressing my crotch. I could feel her breasts pressed into my lower chest, and her 5'7" or so height fit well so that she rested her head in the crook of my neck and shoulder. As we moved, barely, about, I could detect her pushing her hips against mine, and the filling of my cock in my shorts. Soon, I knew it would have to be detectable to her as well, and she made no move to avoid it. 

"What a nice way to start an evening," she murmured, and as I looked down at her, she raised her face and we kissed, not passionately yet, but in exploration. Her lips were as soft as I'd hoped, and I was glad I'd shaven closely. After a moment, I felt her tongue reach out, between my lips, and the kiss graduated from hello there, to hello!

We stopped dancing and just stood, kissing, her fingers in my hair now, one of my arms around her, one naturally dropping to pull her closer, my fingers finding the top of the valley between her lovely buttocks, pressing on that lovely bone there to clutch her to me.

Realizing what we were doing, I broke the kiss to lean back, not letting her go, but enough to turn my head to see Jim's reaction. He was sitting in an easy chair, smiling and sipping another bourbon.

"Don't stop on my account," he said genially. "She's a great kisser as you're finding out, and I don't get the chance to watch her doing it when I'm the kissee. Please, continue - I'm fine just watching, at least for now."

OK, corroboration continuing, I thought, and returned to the kiss. Our tongues were darting and dancing on their own now, interspersed with nibbles of lips. I leaned down, pulled her collar away a bit and sucked gently at the side of her neck, then was granted an "Mmmmm" for my efforts. By now, my cock was pretty much full on, 

Turning her, I looked and saw Jim sitting back in a chair, smiling. He was also casually stroking his crotch through his shorts, all us being fully dressed. Turning again, I reflected a moment on what seemed to be turning into my very good fortune, as I felt Sandy slip her hand, the one away from Jim's view, down and between us, just a stroke, but definitely a stroke that traced my again hard cock's outline. "Mmmm..." she murmured, and returned to hands behind my neck, body pressed to mine.

"How's it going up there?" Jim asked from his lower vantage point.

"Might need some assistance - there's an awful lot of wonderfulness here to dance with," I replied, trying to keep him engaged in the goings on. I figured he was the real key - she'd already shown me her willingness, as well as her charms, and she knew I was all for it from the pressure my dick was applying below. If Tom was good with it, fine. If for some reason he wised up to the idea that a stranger was messing with his wife, and got all macho or at least a little protective about it, the whole venture would be off, and I'd willingly (ok, not so willingly) let it go, return to my camping, and fade into their "the time it almost happened" fantasies. So, I had to keep Tom happy, and how better to do that than with a willing female?

Tom picked up on the offer and joined us. He stood pressed against her back as we sandwiched her. No more dancing, just swaying, my hands now on her hips, her arms around me, Tom's hands on her shoulders. As I nuzzled one side of her neck, I think he was doing the other, and her "Mmmm" of earlier turned into an "Aaahhhhhh..."

We continued to sway, slowly mutually stroking, as her hand reached down and grasped me again. "My, you both seem to be all excited," she said, her voice now lowered to a sultry Lauren Bacall sort of thing. I figured she was grabbing Tom's cock behind her with her other hand but didn't really know.

"Tom," she continued, "we've talked about this sort of thing. Are you still ok with this?"

"Can't you feel that I am?" he answered, and she chuckled.

"Oh, yes, so I can! But are you ready for another step?"

"Absolutely," he replied, and stepped back, pulling at her shoulder so she turned to him. I didn't know quite where this was going, so I just let my hands rest on her hips. He leaned in and kissed her, and she reached back for my erection to hold it as he unbuttoned her dress all the way down, then turned her back to me. The gap in the open dress exposed the center of her bra and her lace panties, then he pulled it off her shoulders and she stood in just the lingerie, truly a beautiful vision to me.

The bra was barely a demi - embroidered a bit, but mostly sheer, just more than a half cup, so I could see the outline of her nipples semi-concealed at the edge of the cups. Her breasts rounded above that. Further down, the same color revealed nothing of the hair I'd seen earlier, but was at an angle such that I figured it was just opaque.

"Is that enough corroboration?" she asked me, her eyes atwinkle. "It looks like someone thinks so," she continued, looking down at my camp shorts bulging.

"Yeah, but we may need to revisit that as we proceed," I cautioned, drinking in as much of her as I could for future memories.

"Quid pro quo, as Starling might say," she teased, and reached out to me, unbuttoning my camp shirt, sliding it off my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor behind me. Then she turned and did the same, pulling Jim's polo shirt off and tossing it aside. I was relieved to see that Jim was no more buff than I, and that we were both in pretty good shape from what I could tell in waist-up comparisons. He was shorter than my even six feet, by a couple of inches, and he was more hirsute, sporting a thicker chest of hair. I'm a dark blond, I guess, with a chest that has enough hair, but not as much as his. If Sandy was really into hairy guys, I figured she'd been disappointed in the shower, but since she didn't seem so, I wondered, contrarily, if a bit of a change of pace might be a plus in my favor. 

"Now that's a lot closer to the way I like to see my men," she smiled, turning back to me and asking, "Another dance?" as if my saying no could be a possibility.

I didn't reply, but pulled her gently to me, loving the feel of her bra cups against my chest. 

"Quid pro quo," Jim called out. "We're here bare-chested, and you seem to be all covered up!" If that was covered up, I was blind, but wasn't one to argue his point.

"Mind?" I asked, unclipping her bra in the back, then slipping the straps off her shoulders. Now the only thing keeping it up was that our chests were pushed together, frustrating gravity.

"No, I suppose not," she said, and stepped back for just long enough for the bra to fall to the floor and for me to get another good look at her magnificent breasts. They were heaving just a bit with her breathing, but mostly just standing there, beckoning with their hardened nipples and lovely contours. While I'd seen them earlier in the wet t-shirt, and could have paid more attention in the shower if it weren't for her lower assets occupying my focus, now I took the time. 36Bs, maybe Cs, nicely firm and with just enough mass to drag them down just enough to look like a woman's, not a girl's, breasts. All curves, and well separated, almost crying out for a couple of hands to hold them. So I did, cupping them one in each hand, and rolling the nipples gently to gauge her response. She smiled, closing her eyes, and just swaying while I groped.

"Top drawer, wouldn't you say?" Jim asked, reminding me of his presence. 

"Oh yes, absolutely," I replied, kneading just a bit firmer and being rewarded by her leaning her head back, presenting her smooth throat to me. I leaned in and sucked, again gently - not one for leaving marks, but she brought out the hunger in me - eliciting a moan of pleasure from her. Closing in a bit more, I pressed the bulge of my cock against her as I continued to learn about her breasts, and I felt her push back and rub side to side against my erection.

"These look to be in the way," Jim said. I'd lost track of him again - something about priorities, and realized he'd come up behind her again and now had knelt and pulled her panties down to the floor. She stepped out of them and he tossed them aside, standing behind her again and pulling her away so I could look again.

This time, I could see, she'd shaved, completely. Something Jim no doubt knew was new and that he no doubt wanted to show to me. She wasn't cheating on him, for sure - it now seemed more like he was taking ownership by expressing his power to share it. Convoluted, but made sense to me at the time. There was an element of salacious, an element of youth, an element of blatant desire. Her pussy seemed a bit swollen, the lips concealed completely, just the slit at the apex of her legs, just below the slightest swell of belly. The presentation invited being captured by an artist, but I knew my memory wouldn't need anyone else's contribution.

"Absolutely, stunningly gorgeous - you're a way fortunate man," I said sincerely, looking from her to him.

"Quid pro quo, Doctors Lecter," she quipped, and turned to Jim, kneeling and loosening, then dragging down his shorts. His cock emerged about 3/4 hard, I guessed, surprising me, since I was fully engorged by then. I recalled he hadn't had as much rubbing as I'd gotten during the dance, and registered that he seemed, at least so far, a bit smaller than I in the cock department - in that state approaching five so far if I'm six plus a bit, and while not fully covered, still soft enough to show he wasn't circumcised. Unless he was much more of a grower, I figured I did outsize him, as Sandy had indicated in the shower. He looked a little thicker for the length, and I couldn't tell if he'd be thicker than I when at full mast. Ego satisfied for the moment at least, I turned my attention back to Sandy as she rose to her feet and stroked him, sliding the skin back along his shaft, and getting the expected reaction of his lengthening and rising upwards. 




Camping



Sandy smiled at him, then kissed him eagerly while holding onto his shaft. They were obviously tongue dueling, and he'd reached up to cup a breast with one hand, his other hand behind her head, holding her to his kiss.

"Mmmm," she sighed, breaking the kiss, "must see to the guests, right?"

He smiled as she turned back, knelt, and undid my camp shorts, easing them down as my cock bobbed into view. I saw Jim checking me out as I had him, and sensed no disappointment in his look as he stared at my goods. Sandy shifted to kneel on both heels and reached out to pull Jim to one side of her, me on the other. "Fantasy fulfillment time," she said to Jim, as she stroked each of us, duplicating one of those porn scenes that are so common.

"Mmmmm," she continued, his cock quickly hardening and growing to full mast, "I think we have two winners here. One for length and one for width - congratulations to me for winning them both!" she chuckled at her own joke. I would have said we had one winner and one tie, but wasn't about to quibble at this stage, especially since all my brains were concentrated down at her hand at the moment.

She continued to jack us simultaneously, doing the same with each hand, whether pulling or circling the heads with her thumbs running over the openings to gather and spread our natural lubrications, or pausing to cradle our scrota (is that a word?), seeming to weigh and measure the balls with her fingers. It was interesting to see the difference, as she could pull up the extra skin as she stroked his shaft, re-covering some of the head with each stroke, while I couldn't offer that variation. I was getting closer, and I knew Jim had to be as well - she really knew how to handle the merchandise and seemed almost mesmerized by the opportunity to do just that.

Well before that became monotonous or anywhere close to boring, she opened her mouth and tongued me from scrotum (now, that is definitely a word) to the tip of my cock in one long lick. Then she turned and did the same to Jim. Our reactions were twins - each of us gasped as we sucked in our breaths at the sudden change in sensation, and each of our cocks twitched upwards automatically, as if they could be any more erect. Sandy giggled, a schoolgirl giggle of glee at being so entertained, and did it a second time to each of us with similar results. Then, that trick done I guess, she looked up at me, pursed her lips into a kiss, and kissed the very tip of my cock, then slowly, ever so slowly, sucked me in, her lips being widened by my cock head then shaft. I briefly wondered if the pony tail was meant to enable seeing her face at this point - intentional or not, it was great to be able to see her face as my cock disappeared bit by bit. She took about three inches into her mouth, her hand at the base, and stopped. I could feel her tongue circle the head, then flick at the tip, then circle again. It was done at such a legato pace that I felt I could sense every cell that was in contact with her mouth, the heat, the liquid, and even the enthusiasm. I reveled in the sensations, only regretting knowing my turn would end, to Jim's direct benefit.

And so it did, as she turned, my cock audibly popping as it left the suction of her mouth. She kept her hand on it, thankfully, as she turned to Jim and repeated the favors, echoing exactly what she'd done with me. I was getting close, as her fingers milked me, and I could see in Jim's face that he was as well.

After completing her routine with Jim's cock, letting it emerge shining and stiff, she took a moment now stroking us both with the same slow rhythm. "Mmmm, that was nice - those are both nice. Earlier today, someone told me I'd better stop, so I did. I notice I'm not getting that from either of you now!"

"I've learned my lesson," I agreed. but I've also got other things on my mind, if you're up for a change of pace."

"I like change, sometimes," she smiled, and I reached down my hand to her. She let go of our dicks and took my hand as I helped her to her feet. I was through seeking corroboration - I'd had plenty, and unless I met objections, I was pretty determined to get to the main course.

Leading her to the bench, I laid her down astride it, her hips at the end of the bench, her legs on each side of it. I arranged her - and she offered no resistance, no doubt had been here before - so that her sex was exposed between her parted legs. Dropping to my knees, I looped my arms under her thighs and kissed first one, then the other thigh just inside and above the knee, then repeating a bit higher, and again higher as I approached her pussy. We all knew what was coming, and it all seemed fine with everyone. As I got to a couple inches from her pussy, I lifted her legs so they were across my shoulders, then finally situated, I licked just barely making contact, from the bottom to the top of her slit, registering the lubrication at her core and hearing her sigh. Just as my tongue got to her clit, she jerked a little, then relaxed. I proceeded at my own pace, again wanting not to regret missing any detail after all this was over. Soon I was tongue-deep in her, her lips around my lips, my face wet with her as I tasted and probed. I watched her as I feasted, and saw her, across her flat belly, between the rise of her breasts, looking down at me as I went, smiling. I was trying to be languid, but she was starting to need more than that. I drew back, "Jim, I think I'm fully occupied and I think she could use a hand," I called. I knew damn well I could manage to have a hand in the action without leaving the oral ministrations, but I wanted his participation, and suspected he did as well.

Jim joined, kneeling beside her. He used one hand to massage her breasts and the other to reach down and start fingering her clit, circling it as I resumed my own tonguing and circling of her opening. It only took a moment of that for her to arch her back, squeeze my head with her thighs, and launch into a mighty orgasm, crying out, "Yes, oh, yes! YESSSS!" as it course through her.

I didn't want to slow the action, so just raised up, lowering her legs off my shoulders, and presented my cock at her pussy, nudging to see if she were ready. She was, thrusting her hips toward me. Needing no further encouragement, I pushed forward and looking down, saw my cock enter her easily. She wasn't loose by any means - was tight in fact, but was so well lubricated by the mixture of her juices and my saliva that there was little resistance, just a glove-like covering of me as I sank into the heat of her. I took my time again, and she seemed to like that, as the remnants of her orgasm had no doubt relaxed her a bit. Slowly, I built the pace, realizing I wasn't going to last all that much longer, and started to add a little oomph at the end of each stroke, driving suddenly to the depth after a more deliberate entrance. With each stroke, I also raised a bit at the very end, hoping to engage her G spot or clitoris, or both. It seemed to work, as she quickly started to breathe more heavily and thrust back at me more vigorously. 

"Not long now," I managed to gasp out, giving her one last chance to keep me from coming inside her.

"Yeah, come on, bring it!" she gasped back, and so I did, grabbing her hips and slamming myself into her, my hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks to get maximum depth, and then the surging hit, so violent it was almost a burning as my semen burst along and out of my shaft. She could tell from my cries, and maybe could feel, that I was coming, and it launched her into another orgasm of her own, her heels spurring my ass cheeks, gripping me into her. It was stupendous - I was oblivious to everything there for a bit, and kept humping just because it felt so good and right to do. As I came down, I could gradually find where I was - I'd lost track. My hands still grasped her ass, her heels were now sliding down the backs of my legs to the floor, my head had been thrown back and was now reconnected to my spine somehow, my cock was shrinking but still inside her, my knees - oh, my knees - how could I forget them - were a bit sore but appreciated the convenient and soft rug. I looked up and saw Jim, cock in hand, his eyes eager. Reluctantly (I'd have rather just pulled her down with me onto the rugs and hugged her to me while my cock finished its retraction), I knew he wasn't satiated as I was, and I yielded my position.

He took it, kneeling and using his hands to spread her pussy lips, watching as we both saw a large drop of white appear at the entrance. He was definitely going to find being second sloppy today, and it seemed fine with him. I managed to sit on one of the chairs and watched them.

After looking at her swollen vagina, slick with juices and still retaining almost all my semen, he presented his cock to her, kneeling erect, his cock erect, her seeing him between her legs and obviously wanting his turn. She reached down, pulled his cock to her, and it slid inward. He leaned over and kissed her gently, then more passionately, as he started to hump into her. She received him with easy familiarity, the two of them wore each other like favorite coats, and their fucking, while less frenetic than ours, seemed friendlier, more comfortable, as it should be, I thought.

They fucked, not languidly, but not urgently, for I'd say about 10 minutes. Jim had brought her to orgasm twice, inserting his hand between them to stroke her clit (I assumed, from what I could see, which unfortunately was mostly his ass, but hey, human anatomy does have its limits) when she reached her more vocal one. Finally, without a word, I could see him thrusting more urgently and guessed he was getting close. She knew it, too, and dug her nails into his back to push him over the edge, effectively. Her heels grabbed at his ass as she'd done to me, and he whimpered helplessly for a moment as he came.

Collapsing on her, the two of them hugged and she stroked his hair, almost motherly in her manner. Finally, he rolled away and stood, somewhat shakily. His cock had shrunk to a pudgy three incher, and his uncircumcised head had receded into its turtle shell of loose skin, almost comically. I'm fully aware of what we're born with and what those of us who were cut before our memories formed lost in the process, but as a cut guy, I sure am glad I'm cut, so there. 

When he rose, she did as well, stretching beautifully, absolutely unembarrassed, her skin glistening with a thin coat of perspiration, her pussy flushed in pink and I suspected swollen a bit, her nipples now as relaxed as our cocks. 

"Hey guys," I had to say, "This was great, stupendous, for me, but if you want some time together . . ." 

Jim gave that some thought and stayed silent, and Sandy said, "That may be a good idea, thanks, Tom - you're very understanding."

"How about if I just get back to camping for now, and I'll come by in the morning. If the door's open, I'll come on in. If not, you should both know this was very special for me, something that's never happened, that turned out better than I could have imagined, and that no one else will ever know about. You're both very fortunate to have each other, and I'm blown away that I got to share in this."

And with that, I gathered my clothes, donning them as I found my way back out of the lodge and to my campsite, where I slept very well indeed.

(possibly to be continued)

*****

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Camping



I shivered and wrapped my coat tightly around myself as I made my way down the street. I cursed at my brother for forgetting to pick me up from work. I'd gotten a part time job after school to help pay a few bills. He'd probably just fallen asleep again. I tried to walk fast so that I could get home sooner, but the damn high heels required by my work pinched my toes more. If I wasn't so scared of catching something, I'd have taken them off and gone barefoot. I checked my watch; I'd been walking a good 15 min with another thirty left to go. I was thankful I at least had my phone charged so I could listen to music. The streets were mostly empty as I made my way down the sidewalk. It was a little after midnight on a cold Friday night.

It wasn't a terrible cold, but I was wearing my waitress uniform with tights. Needless to say, my long legs were cold. I walked by closed stores, houses and finally started getting near the long deserted road by my house. We lived towards the country side of town. I didn't mind one bit, because it gave us lots of privacy. When I stopped to give my feet a rest I felt a shadow fall across my back. His presence radiated with bad intentions. Before I could turn he had his arm wrapped around me while his other hand held a small white handkerchief to my face. I remember a funny smell, then nothing else.

I came to and I found myself pleasantly warm and wrapped up in a sleeping bag by a roaring fire. I smiled and enjoyed the warmth before realizing I wasn't home in my bed. I sat up with a jerk when the memory came back to me and I frantically looked around for my attacker. He sat across the fire staring at me calmly; as though he'd been watching me while he slept. He looked to be an older gentleman, little grey to his hair, and husky but there was a determined look in his eyes. I didn't move or even speak for the longest time; unsure what to even say.

"Good evening Angela," he greeted. I was about to ask how he know my name then remembered I still wore my name tag. 

"Who are you? What do you want?" I asked as calmly as I could manage. He just smiled in response.

"You can call me Sir...from here on out it's how you will refer to me until I tire of you." Tire of me...I did NOT like the sound of that one bit.

"Where are we?"

"Middle nowhere hun, this is our home now. I've been hunting and fishing here all my life so I wouldn't advise running. I know these woods like the back of my hand...besides, don't know what kind of animals are out there waiting for fresh prey." Although with the way this guy was staring at me, I suddenly felt safer with whatever vicious animals lurked in the woods nearby.

"What do you want?" I repeated. He grinned and I never felt more uneasy in my entire life.

"You of course...you really are a beautiful little thing. I'm going to use that body of yours over and over and over..." he announced, voice drifting off as he mulled the thoughts around in his mind.. I shivered and sat up more, slowly unzipping the sleeping bag.

"I don't advise running. While I may not be able to catch you, I assure you I will find you and then I will punish you severely." My lower lip trembled and I just stared at him.

"You can't do this to people!" I protested. He smirked and laughed.

"Apparently I can, and you will watch how you address me! I'll let that go this once because you're adjusting."

"Adjusting to what exactly?" He huffed.

"Becoming my sex slave of course," he stated as though that should be obvious by now. It was my turn to laugh, but it was quickly cut off when I realized he wasn't joking.

"Over my dead body," I retorted. He shook his head sadly.

"I will train you, and it might take a while, but through pain, blood, sweat and tears you will be mine. Fully and completely," he replied as he started to stand up. My heart raced as I watched him move closer. I started to panic and struggled to get out of the sleeping bag, getting tangled in the process, by the time I got free he was already upon me. I froze, scared, mind and heart racing. He slapped me, the stinging sensation made my cheek warm and I just stared at him with an open jawed. Before I could respond or cry out he slapped me again...then again. He continued to slap me until I broke into tears begging him to stop.

"From now on you will always address me as Sir! Do you understand?" I nodded and he slapped me again, then cupped a hand to his ear.

"Yes..Sir," I answered, face flushed. My eyes burned with tears and I just stared at my captor as he leaned over me. He stood up and continued to look down.

"Sit up now, we're going to prepare camp now that you're awake. Tell me Angela, have you ever set up a tent before?"

"No Sir..." I replied softly, almost near hysterics.

"Well then I guess I better teach you. Stand up and follow me," he directed as he started walking toward the space where he had a bunch of equipment piled up. When I didn't follow he turned towards me and I flinched. 

"Quick learner," he praised, then motioned me once more. This time I stood and cautiously walked over to where all the equipment lay strewn over the soft meadow. He reached in and pulled out a neatly long wrapped package. With the flick of his wrists it unfolded into a large tent, all the poles falling onto the ground. 

"Well don't just stand there, start putting tthose together," he ordered. I looked down and picked one up. It looked simple enough! I began to put them together, ending up with longer poles. He began showing me how to feed them into the proper holes so that when finished, it would create something we could sleep in. After I'd set it up he proceeded to ground the spikes into the ground to prevent the tent from blowing away, If a strong gust of wind were to blow through. He pointed to a large log and I sat down, watching him closely. He pulled out a large hunting knife from a backpack and began to carve a few branches into large pikes.

"What are those for?" I asked. He gave me an annoyed expression.

"What are those for...Sir?" The word tasted like stomach acid on my tongue but I worked passed it. I'd play along for now.

"Roasting hot dogs. I'm guessing you might be hungry by now," he replied. As if on cue, my stomach growled..

"When are you going to let me go home?" He chuckled and shook his head softly.

"I'm not," he replied. My heart sank; his words felt heavy with truth. He really had no intentions of letting me go. I glanced around, absorbing my surroundings. He was right, I had no clue where we were...or if we were even in the same state. I needed a plan.



Camping



"Like you said, I'm not dead," Sue laughed.

"No, I can see that," Robert said with a smile, staring at her tits.

"Oh," Sue said, looking down and realizing that her hard nipples were sticking out from her shirt, her aureolas clearly visible.

Blushing, she tugged at her shirt.

"You're embarrassing me," she said.

"I don't mean to," Robert assured her. "I can't believe that I have such a beautiful cousin."

"You think so?" Sue asked, blushing at the compliment.

"Like I said, I think you look like your mom."

"Oh, my ti -- I'm not that --"

"I think you are," Robert said. "But I can't be sure through that shirt, even though it's wet."

"What, you want me to show you my tits?" Sue asked, covering herself with her hands, feeling her nipples get even harder under her hands.

"Only if you want to know if I think they're as nice as your mom's," Robert replied.

"And if I do?" Sue asked, not believing what she was hearing.

"I'll show you mine if you like," he replied.

"What, your tits? You want to show me your tits?" she laughed.

"No, I'll show you my cock," Robert said smoothly.

"Really!" Sue exclaimed. "And what makes you think I want to see that?" she asked.

"You didn't, but now you do," Robert said with a laugh. "Admit it."

"You're so bad," Sue laughed, piling the dishes up. "And where would you do it, here?"

"I don't care," Robert laughed. "But we'd better go into the bathroom and hide in one of the stalls so we don't get caught."

"You mean it, don't you?" Sue asked, staring at him.

"Sure," Robert said. "Why not? It'll be fun and it'll be our secret."

"You'd really..."

"I'll even go first if you don't believe me," Robert assured her. "But we'd better hurry. They'll be wondering where we are soon. What do you say?"

"Okay," Sue agreed suddenly, not believing herself. "Where?"

"Come on," Robert said, grabbing her by the hand and dragging her into the nearest restroom, which happened to the women's.

Dragging her into a stall, he shut the door behind them. They were squeezed together in the stall, barely a hand's width between them.

"You want me to go first?" Robert asked.

"No, I will," Sue replied with a giggle.

"Then I'll sit here," he said, pulling down the seat lid and sitting down. "Go ahead."

"What should I do?" Sue asked, suddenly shy.

"Just take your shirt off," Robert suggested. "That'd be the easiest, I think."

"Okay, here goes," Sue said, taking a deep breath and reaching down and pulling her shirt up and over her head.

She stood there with her arms at her sides, her tits heaving as Robert stared at them. She looked down and saw that her nipples were bigger and harder than they had ever been, standing upright on the ends of the tits.

"Stand closer," Robert said as he stared at her.

Sue inched forward until her knees hit the edge of the seat, stopping there, her tits just inches from Robert's face.

"I think you might be even more beautiful than your mom," Robert breathed, reaching up and cupping her tits in his hands, feeling her nipples hard in his palms.

"Oh," Sue gasped, but didn't pull away. "What are you doing?"

"Seeing if they feel as good as they look," Robert replied, kneading her tits and pinching her hardened nipples between his fingers. "And how they taste," he said, leaning forward and capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking on it.

Sue groaned as she felt Robert's mouth fasten on her nipple. It was unlike any feeling she had ever experienced before. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs as Robert continued to suck on her tits and knead them with his hands. She stood there for several minutes as he sucked on her tits before pulling reluctantly away.

"It's your turn now," she said weakly, her face flushed with excitement.

"Okay," he said, smiling up at her. "You sit here."

As Sue sat on the seat lid, Robert stood right in front of her, his legs right up against the seat. Undoing his pants, he slowly slid them down to his knees, leaving him in only his briefs, his hard cock bulging inside of them. Sue's eyes were wide as she stared at his cock bulging inside his briefs. She had never seen one before. Then as Sue stared, her mouth hanging open, Robert hooked his fingers inside the waistband of his briefs. Quickly pulling them out and down, he freed his cock, which sprang to attention, almost hitting Sue in the face. As she gasped and tried to avoid being hit in the face, Robert leaned forward, sliding the head of his cock into her open mouth.

For just a few seconds Sue reflexively closed her mouth around his cock before opening it and leaning back away from him. But she had tasted his cock and she knew that she had liked the taste. It was strange and a little salty, but the softness of it was what she liked the most.

"Don't stop," Robert said. "That feels great."

"But -- but --" Sue stammered as Robert again leaned forward, sliding the head of his cock past her protesting lips.

This time she did not immediately pull away from him. She closed her lips around his cock, letting her tongue explore the head of his cock, tasting the pre-cum that had formed at the slit. She felt Robert pressing his cock into her mouth, so she relaxed the grip of her lips, allowing him to slide even more of his cock into her mouth. She was amazed at how big it was, filling her mouth. When it hit the back of her throat it caused her to choke and Robert pulled back, letting her catch her breath.

"That felt great," he said. "Did you like it?"

"It was different, but nice," Sue said, licking her lips. "But it made me choke when you pushed it in too far."

"You'll learn how to do it so it won't choke you," Robert said. "Do you want to do it some more?"

"Well --"

"If you do, I'll do it to you," Robert said.

"What?" Sue asked.

"I'll suck your pussy," Robert said. "If you can make me cum, I'll suck your pussy until you cum. How's that sound?"

"I've never done anything like that," Sue said breathily, her eyes wide but her hand still wrapped around Robert's throbbing cock.

"Just keep doing what you were doing," Robert said, "and I'll cum. I was getting close anyway."

"You were?" Sue asked, staring at his cock in front of her. She could see some more pre- cum forming at the end. "I guess I could try," she said, sticking out her tongue and licking the tip of Robert's cock, tasting the droplet that had formed there. "Is that what cum tastes like?" she asked.

"Yes," Robert replied as she opened her mouth and let him again slide his cock in. This time she was prepared for it and she sucked on him, letting her tongue slide all around it, tasting it, feeling its texture. Slowly Robert began to slide his cock in and out of Sue's mouth. He was only able to get about half of his ten inches into her mouth, but her tongue was doing an incredible job arousing him. He knew he wasn't going to be able to control himself much longer and stopped sliding his cock in and out, letting Sue do the work.

Then he felt a churning in his balls and Sue felt his cock improbably swell even larger in her mouth. Putting one hand in her hair behind her head, Robert groaned as he felt his balls pump and a stream of cum went shooting out the end of his cock into Sue's unsuspecting mouth. She gulped in surprise, swallowing the first two spurts, then continued to suck on him as his balls pumped and pumped, filling her mouth again and once again, each time Sue gulping as she swallowed.

Finally Sue had sucked all of the cum that his balls would offer, forgetting where she was, so engrossed was she with the taste of his cock in her mouth. Even with her still sucking on him, Robert felt his cock shrinking and he stepped back, his cock dangling in front of him while Sue licked her lips. Her eyes were wide and bright and her lips were slightly flushed from her efforts.

"That was unreal," Robert said, his hand moving from the back of her head to stroke her cheek. "What an incredible cousin."

Sue blushed as she looked up at her hunk of a cousin, unable to believe that she had just sucked his cock in the women's room of their campsite. She felt a thrill between her legs as she remembered what his cock felt like when it swelled and then exploded in her mouth, filling it with his salty tasting cum.

"It's your turn now," Robert said, letting his hand slide down off of her face to cup her tit, pinching her hard pointed nipple as he released her. "Let's trade places," he said, taking her hand and helping her to her feet.

She could feel his cock pressing against her belly as they stood face to face, and he surprised her by bending down and kissing her very gently, his tongue lightly probing into her mouth to touch hers. Then he was sitting down on the lid again and she was standing in front of him.

"Can I help you?" he asked, reaching out for the clasp on her jeans.

"No, I'll do it," she said, her hands going down to cover her front. "I'm just a little nervous is all," she said.

"I can't wait to taste your pussy," Robert said. "Just thinking of it makes me want to cum again."

And indeed as Sue looked down his cock had once again grown to its full size, standing up in front of him. Robert was slowly massaging himself as he looked at her, her tits heaving with excitement. Slowly she undid her jeans, sliding the zipper down and slowly wriggling them down over her hips, pushing them down to the floor and stepping out of them. 

As she stood there in front of him, Robert could see that her panties were soaked and were clinging tightly to her pussy, molding to her pussy lips. He licked his lips in anticipation as Sue hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pushed them down to the floor, stepping out of them and standing naked in front of him. She didn't know what to do with her hands as she resisted the impulse to cover herself.

"You are so beautiful," Robert said, reaching out and caressing her hip, letting his hand slide around to cup her ass cheek.

Reaching around her with his other hand, Robert cupped her cheeks in his hands and pulled her close, kissing her stomach as he squeezed her ass. Slowly he slid his hands down and into the crack of her ass, feeling her asshole tightly puckered before sliding his hands down to her thighs. Gently pulling, he encouraged Sue to widen her stance, opening her legs and giving him access to her pussy.

Sue sighed, letting her arms go around Robert's head as he continued to lick and kiss her stomach, his tongue teasing her belly button as his hands slid up her thighs. She gasped when she felt his hand cup her pussy, one finger lying between her pussy lips gently rubbing her clit. She felt him slip a finger between her lips and gently probe at the entrance to her hole, pushing it in a bit before withdrawing it. Then he had her step back a step, bringing his finger up to his mouth and sucking on it. She watched him with her breath held. She couldn't believe this was happening to her.

"Mmm, nice," Robert said as he sucked on his finger. "You ever tasted yourself?" he asked.

"No," Sue said softly, shaking her head.

"You will," he said, slipping off the seat so sit on the floor in front of her. "Come here," he said, reaching up to cup her ass again and pull her towards him.

When he had her positioned so that her pussy was right above him, he slid his hands down between her thighs, using the fingers of each hand to pry her pussy lips open as far as possible. Sue felt so totally exposed like this. She couldn't make up her mind whether she was more embarrassed or turned on by it. She made up her mind when she felt Robert's tongue slide through her pussy. She thought she would die it felt so good. Her knees almost buckled when she felt his tongue probe up into her hole. Her knees were trembling by the time he slid up to her clit, sucking it into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. She felt a wave of white heat surge through her body and then she was uncontrollably trembling as she came.

Robert was eagerly sucking on the sweetest pussy he had ever encountered. He couldn't believe how delicious it was. And then when she came and flooded his mouth with her virgin nectar, Robert's cock exploded on its own, shooting cum up into the air as me munched on her muffin. She was softly whimpering when he finished slurping up all of the juices that had poured from her pussy. Giving her pussy one last long lick, Robert struggled to his feet, taking Sue's naked body in his arms and kissing her, their tongues swirling together.

"How was that?" he asked softly as they broke their kiss.

"I thought I was going to die," Sue said, holding him tightly. 

"Do you like the taste of yourself?" he asked, kissing her again.

"Yes," Sue said. "It tastes nice."

"I think so too," he said, a hand sliding down between their bodies to worm a finger up into her pussy. "I think you taste great," he said, bringing his finger up and licking it as she gasped. "You try it," he suggested, gently taking her hand and leading it down between their bodies.

Blushing, Sue put her fingers into her pussy, feeling it like she never had before. She slipped a finger into herself, enjoying the sensation, then brought it up to her mouth. Smiling at him, she opened her mouth and inserted her finger, sucking on it. When she removed it from her mouth, all of the sticky sheen was gone and a smile was on her face.

"That does taste nice," she said. "I'm surprised."

"Why?" Robert asked. "Men love to eat pussy for a reason."

"Oh, god, Mom and Dad," she said. "They'll be wondering where we were."

"We're giving them some space, remember," Robert said with a laugh. "But we should get back in case they come looking for us."

Sue was giggling as they struggled into their clothes in the small stall. Finally they finished and peeked out the door before leaving, not wanting to be seen. They grabbed the clean dishes and headed back up to the RV.

"Where have you two been?" Erin asked when they arrived.

"Washing the dishes," Sue answered innocently.

"The whole time?" Erin asked incredulously.

"Well, you did say something about space," Robert said, "so we sat and talked so you could have some space. Did we do wrong?"

"No, of course not," Erin replied, blushing as she realized what they were saying. "I was just worried, that's all."

"We're fine, Mom," Sue said, smiling at her. "This is going to be fun, isn't it?"

"I sure hope so, Sue," she said, smiling at her.

They spent the next couple of hours sitting around a fire that Al built, enjoying the heat as the temperature fell rapidly around them. Both Erin and Sue's nipples were standing out from the cool night air, and Al and Erin were drinking Jack Daniels and getting quite a buzz. At one point Robert leaned over to push a log back into the fire and he found himself looking right up Erin's skirt as she turned and nuzzled Al. He couldn't believe that he was looking at her bald pussy not three feet from his face. The thought he could see moisture glistening from the firelight but he couldn't be sure. When he resumed his seat, he leaned over and whispered into Sue's ear what he had seen. She smiled at him and whispered back that she knew, surprising him. Then Erin said that she wanted to go to bed.

"Well, I guess the way to do it," Al said, "is for either Robert and I to go change and get in bed first, or for you two to do it. Whatever you two want," he said.

"Well, I don't want to undress while the two of you are laying there watching," Erin laughed, "or maybe I do. But we'll go first. Come on, Sue," she said, getting to her feet.

Sue followed her mother into the RV, shutting the door behind her. As soon as the door closed, Erin unwrapped her skirt and pulled her shirt up over her head, climbing naked into the master bunk.

"Mom!" Sue exclaimed. "What if you have to go to the bathroom?"

"Well, I'm sure the two of you will be asleep," she replied. "If not, just pretend you are," she laughed. "I think I really feel that Jack Daniels for some reason."

"Well, we're up in altitude and that's supposed to make it stronger," Sue said, remembering something she had learned in school that year.

"It sure does," Erin replied as they heard Al call out that they were coming in.

Sue quickly pulled her jeans off, climbing into the bunk she was supposed to share with Robert in only her shirt and panties just as the door opened and her father and Robert came in. She wanted to watch them undress but she turned her back on them, facing the wall, and listened as they undressed. She heard her father climb up into the bunk with her mother as she felt Robert standing next to their bunk.

"I'll climb over you and sleep next to the wall," Robert said. "That way you won't have to climb over me if you need to go to the bathroom during the night."

"Okay," Sue said, feeling him crawl over her and stretch out against the wall.

She turned over, putting her back to him, and noticed that her mother was also facing her from her bunk. They smiled at each other before Erin reached out and switched off the light, plunging the RV into darkness. She lay there unable to sleep, listening to the other three and the night sounds. After drifting off to sleep for a few minutes, Sue awakened to a sound, realizing that it came from the bunk where her parents were sleeping.

She cracked an eye just enough to be able to see, trying in the dim light to see what was going on across the RV. As her eyes adjusted she could see that her mother's back was to her and that she had one leg hooked over her father. Her bare back and naked ass gleamed slightly in the moon and starlight.

As she lay there watching she heard Robert's voice softly in her ear.

"Can you see if they're fucking?" he asked.

She shook her head no, surprised that he was awake and could see that something was happening. As she lay there she felt Robert softly slide a hand up under her shirt and cup a breast. It felt so good as he began rolling her nipple between his fingers. As she watched her mother, Sue became aware of movement and realized that it was her father's cock moving in and out between her mother's legs. She could only see this because Erin had one leg hooked over her father, opening her up to both his cock and Sue's gaze.

She felt Robert shift behind her as he pressed his body against hers. She could feel his hard cock pressing into her as he fitted himself to her like a spoon. She felt his other hand slide down her body into her panties, cupping her pussy. She shifted her legs to allow him to play with her pussy, watching her father's cock sliding in and out of her mother. Her pussy was getting very wet as a result of Robert's ministrations there. Then she heard his voice very softly in her ear again.

"Go to the bathroom and take your panties off," he whispered. "When you come back, lay the other direction."

Sue was puzzled by the last instruction and amazed by the first. Did he think she was going to get up while her parents were fucking in their bunk? And take off her panties. What if her mother saw her when she came back in? But the thought thrilled her as Robert's fingers stayed busy in her pussy and on her tits. She realized that if they heard her get up that they would stop moving. Maybe she'd actually be able to see something as she went out the door.

Taking a deep breath, Sue made a little noise as she got up to sort of warn her parents. Making her way to the door she realized that either they hadn't heard her or they didn't care, because she could now clearly see her father's cock sliding in and out of her mother's pussy. She actually stood there for several seconds watching before she realized that they might suddenly catch her. She opened the door to the head and closed it behind her. She actually did need to pee, so she pulled her panties off and peed, carefully wiping herself clean afterwards but not putting her panties back on. She felt so wicked as she carefully opened the door and peeked out.




Camping



They were still coupled but they had stopped moving. She didn't know whether that was because they had heard her or not. Slipping out the door she looked carefully at her parents to make sure that they weren't going to see her. As she did so she saw some white fluid seeping out of her mother's pussy from around her father's cock. She realized that he had cum inside of her and some of it was leaking out. The thought thrilled her and she felt herself get instantly wet between her own legs.

She quickly scooted back to her bunk, remembering at the last second Robert's instructions and got into the bunk in the opposite direction, her head next to his feet. She lay there for several minutes, letting her breathing normalize and listening for any sounds from her parents' bunk. She was just starting to drift off to sleep when she felt Robert's hand on her hip, gently pulling her to lay on her side with her back to her parents.

Turning, she found herself with Robert's cock in her face. She almost laughed out loud at the thought of her parents seeing her like this as she opened her mouth and closed it around his cock. As she felt her pussy flood with juices as she began to silently suck on Robert's cock, she felt him lift her leg at the knee and then felt his mouth on her pussy. She couldn't believe they were sucking on each other not ten feet away from her parents. She hoped they wouldn't be able to see anything if they woke up and looked over at them.

Her body was on fire as Robert sucked her pussy while she sucked his cock. This was so much fun. She loved the feeling of his tongue in her pussy and she loved the taste of his cock in her mouth. She didn't know how long they had been sucking on each other when she felt Robert's cock swell in her mouth and she knew that he would be cumming any second. As his cock started pumping hot sticky cum into her mouth her own orgasm swept over her. She almost cried out from around his cock as she felt his tongue slide up into her hole as he sucked at her cum.

She fell asleep with Robert's cock still in her mouth, not waking up until early the next morning when his cock started swelling in her mouth. She was momentarily disoriented as she instinctively began to suck on his cock, but quickly remembered where she was and also who else was there with them. Releasing Robert's cock, Sue slowly turned over so that she was facing towards her parents. They appeared to be asleep, her mother with her back to her. 

Quietly slipping from the bunk, Sue tiptoed into the head to relieve herself. When she finished, she quietly searched through her clothes for something to wear. Hearing her parents stirring, she grabbed the first thing her hands found, a short skirt, and quickly stepped into it, pulling it up and covering herself just as her mother woke up.

"Hi there, earlybird," Erin said to Sue when she saw her. "Did you sleep okay?"

"Just great, Mom," Sue replied. "How about you?"

"Just dreamy," Erin agreed. "But I need to pee. Is Robert awake?"

"I don't think so," Sue said.

"Good," Erin nodded. "I can go then."

She sat up, turning so that she was facing Sue, her legs spread. Sue could see dried cum on her mother's pussy lips and Erin realized what she was looking at.

"We didn't wake you, did we?" she asked, smiling at Sue.

"No, of course not," she stammered, turning away.

"Good morning!" Robert said, sitting up and staring at Erin sitting with her legs spread. "Breakfast?"

"Only if you like cream danish," Erin laughed, sliding off the bunk and going into the head.

"I could manage," Robert laughed as the door closed behind her.

"I'm going for a walk," Sue said, opening the door to the RV.

"See you in a bit," Robert said. "Thanks for the wake-up."

"My pleasure," Sue said, her face flushing. "I feel fine too," she said, lifting her skirt and flashing her unclad pussy at him.

As she stepped out of the RV Erin exited from the head.

"My turn," Robert said, getting out of the bunk, his cock dangling in front of him.

"Me or the head?" Erin asked, staring at his cock.

"Both, I hope," Robert said, letting his hand stroke from her pussy to her tits before he stepped into the head and shut the door.

"Al, time to wake up," Erin said, leaning into the bunk to shake her husband.

"What time is it?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Time to get up," Erin replied, reaching under the covers and grabbing his cock. "Come here and I'll help you wake up," she said, tugging on his cock.

"Where are Sue and Robert?" he asked.

"Sue went to take a walk and Robert's in the head," she said. "It's okay."

"If you say so," Al said, sliding over to the edge of the bunk and letting his feet hang over the edge.

"I say so," Erin said, bending forward and sucking his cum-encrusted cock into her mouth. "I love the taste of us."

"Mmm, what a great way to start the day," Al said as his cock grew hard in Erin's mouth.

"That's better," Erin said, continuing to stroke his cock with her hand. "Now let's put this to some real use," she said.

"What about Robert?" Al asked as Erin climbed up onto the bunk and straddled him, her tits hanging down in his face.

"We'd better hurry then," she said, reaching down between her legs and grasping his cock, guiding it between her pussy lips and to the entrance to her hole.

Pressing steadily downward, Sue began to lower herself onto Al's cock until it had entirely disappeared into her pussy. Holding it right there for a moment while she kissed Al, Sue then began to raise and lower her hips, sliding her pussy up and down Al's hard shaft as she fucked him. At first slowly, then she began to do it as fast as she could, trying to make him cum.

Now, Robert had heard this whole exchange from within the head. He had stayed in there listening and now decided that he had heard enough. Quietly opening the door to the head, he exited, seeing to his left Sue's ass moving up and down, Al's cock appearing and disappearing into her wide open pussy. He quietly closed the door to the head and went back to his bunk, sitting on the edge where he could best watch the show.

Sue's actions were having their desired affect on Al and he began to groan as he felt his balls ready to explode. Suddenly Robert saw her lift her pussy up off of Al's cock, her inner lips gaping open, and spin around and plant her pussy on Al's face. When she saw him she hesitated for a moment, then smiled as she lowered her mouth onto Al's glistening cock, her eyes never breaking contact with him as she took the entire cock into her mouth. Robert was now masturbating in front of Erin as she began to suck on Al's cock. He could hear Al noisily slurping on Erin's pussy as they sucked each other to orgasm.

Then he heard Al groan and knew that he was cumming in Erin's mouth. Furiously stroking himself, Robert's cock began to spurt cum across the RV even as he saw Erin's cheeks billow as Al's cum filled her mouth. Throughout the entire process she never broke eye contact with him. He could see a dribble of cum leak from around the edge of Erin's mouth as her throat convulsed when she swallowed. Robert continued to stroke himself, cum spurting out, until there was no more. He pulled his shorts on, getting to his feet and staring at Erin while she continued to suck Al's cock. Carefully opening the door to the RV, he gave one last look at Erin as she raised her mouth up off of Al's cock for a moment and smiled at him, cum dripping from her lips. He smiled and exited the RV, carefully closing the door behind him.

Boy, was this going to be some camping trip, he thought to himself as he walked down to the showers. He couldn't believe how hot his Aunt Erin was. And Sue! She was fine. He was sorry his parents were having problems, but he was sure glad he had been sent on this trip. His mother had hinted that he might have more fun than he imagined. He wondered if this is what she had meant.

Meanwhile, Erin had finished sucking Al's cock and had rolled off of him, climbing down off the bunk to stand on the floor.

"Come on, let's go get a shower and have some real breakfast and get on the road," she said, feeling satisfied and happy and excited. 

She had never had sex in front of anyone before, but for some reason she felt like showing off in front of Robert. He was so gorgeous! She hadn't believed it when she had seen him stand up, his huge cock swinging in front of him. Then when she felt his hand on her body, she just had to have some and she didn't even care if he heard her. That he came out of the head and sat and watched and masturbated at the same time had excited her more than anything ever had. 

She pulled Al out of the bunk and they got dressed enough to go to the showers. When they got back from the showers, Robert and Sue were setting up breakfast.

"Everyone have a good night?" Al asked.

"Great," Robert replied.

"Fine, Dad," Sue replied. "It was better than I thought."

"We'll head over Trail Ridge Road today and camp tonight at Grand Lake on the other side of the Continental Divide. It should be really beautiful," Al explained.

"Sounds great," Robert said.

They finished breakfast and cleaned up. Then Robert and Sue converted their bunk back into a table with bench seats as Al and Erin made the RV ready for the road. They broke camp and began their drive through the mountains to Grand Lake. They were all quickly caught up in the splendor and beauty of the Rockies as they crossed the divide at an altitude of more than 14,000 feet. Coming back down the west side of the divide they were able to see Grand Lake spread out before them. It was a large lake, not visible from end to end. They found the camping area and were directed to a site right on a babbling brook.

"This is great!" Sue said as she got out of the RV.

"And we have two or three hours until dark," Erin added. "That gives us time to explore."

"I'm going for a hike, that's for sure," Robert said. "I need to stretch my legs."

"I'll come with you," Sue volunteered. "That is if you don't mind."

"Oh, let's go with them," Erin said to Al. "It will be fun."

"I don't feel like it right now," Al said. "I want to check some things and look at the maps and stuff. Maybe later."

"But it'll be fun," Erin protested. "You can do all of that later."

"You go with them," Al suggested. "I'm just not into it right now."

"You two mind if I come with you?" Erin asked Robert and Sue.

"Of course not, Mom," Sue laughed. "Let's get started."

Using the map given them when they entered the area, they quickly found a trail that wound around the lake. It was a beautiful clear day and the air was fresh with the smells of summer. At one point they had to climb over some rocks and Robert was treated to a view of both Erin's and Sue's pussies as they climbed in front of him. As Sue was climbing over he reached out and rubbed his finger in her pussy. When she cried out in surprise, Erin turned to see if she was okay.

"Did you hurt yourself?" she asked.

"No, I just slipped a little," Sue said, blushing. 

She had seen her mother's pussy in front of her and she knew that Robert had also. Then they came to some trees that had been felled across the trail and they had to climb over them. Sue went first this time, and Erin was shocked to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. Just as she realized that if she could see Sue like that, that Robert behind her must be able to also, as well as herself. Just as she was getting ready to turn and look at Robert and see, she felt his hand on her pussy, a finger rubbing between her pussy lips. Turning to look at him, she saw he had a grin on his face and was licking his finger. Erin blushed then scrambled up over the logs, making sure at the top that she spread her legs wide to give him the best possible view. 

After they had been walking for about an hour they stopped and rested where there were several very large boulders on the shore of the lake. They each scrambled up onto a boulder, laying back and enjoying the last of the day's sun on their faces and the cool gentle breeze coming across the lake. When Erin lifted her head, she realized that she was laying facing towards Robert, that if he looked he would be able to see up her skirt. Glancing over at Sue she realized that the same was true. In fact, Sue had one foot propped up, definitely exposing herself.

Watching Robert, Erin brought both of her feet up to rest on the boulder, keeping them spread apart and knowing that if Robert looked over he would be able to see directly into her pussy. Coughing, she saw Robert open his eyes and look at her. She saw his eyes widen as he saw her pussy spread open between her legs. Then she saw him glance over at Sue, a smile crossing his face when he obviously saw her pussy too. Robert then propped himself up on his elbows and unabashedly stared at first hers, then Sue's pussy. Erin smiled when she saw the bulge in his shorts growing as he looked at their pussies. Shocking even herself, Erin reached down between her legs and gently rubbed her clit with a finger while Robert watched her. She then dipped her finger into her pussy, sliding it in and out a few times before bringing it up to her mouth and sucking on it. Robert smiled at her as he began to rub his crotch.

"Isn't this great," Sue said suddenly, sitting up and hugging her knees to her chest. "It's so big and beautiful and peaceful."

"It sure is beautiful," Robert agreed, staring at her pussy.

"Maybe we'd better start back," Erin said, sitting up. "Al will be worrying."

"Sure," Robert said, grinning at her. "We should get back before it gets dark."

"I'd like to sleep right here," Sue said dreamily, getting to her feet.

"Well, come on then," Erin said, getting to her feet and jumping from the boulder to the shore.

It took them a little over an hour to get back to the RV and they were all feeling it when they got there. Al had already set up dinner and was grilling some chicken when they arrived. It was with great relief that they sat down when they arrived.

"So, how was it?" Al asked.

"You wouldn't have believed the view," Robert said, smiling at Erin. "It was.....delicious is how I'd describe it. If it was food, I'd eat it."

"That's sure an interesting way of looking at it," Erin said. "It was nice though."

"I loved it," Sue said. "It's so peaceful."

"We should have a great drive tomorrow," Al said as they ate dinner. "If everything goes okay we should camp at Colorado National Monument in Mesa Grande tomorrow night. It's a big bluff overlooking Grand Junction. I think it's more than a thousand feet above it."

"That sounds great," Robert said. "I'm really enjoying the scenery. Do you think that we'll stay anywhere more than overnight? It might be fun to really have a long hike and camp with sleeping bags once."

"Oh, that would be fun!" Sue said. "Can we do that, Dad?"

"I don't see why not," Al agreed. "When we get to a place that you want to spend an extra day or two, we'll decide then, okay?"

"Great!" Robert said. "Thanks."

"I think I'd like a drink tonight," Erin said. "How about it?"

"Well, sure," Al said. "I'll get the bottle of Jack."

"How about us?" Sue asked, smiling at her mother.

"You do the dishes first, then we'll see about that," Erin replied.

"I'll help you," Robert said. "It's the least I can do."

"Here we are," Al said as he returned with the bottle of Jack Daniels.

"See you in a bit," Robert said as he began to gather up the dishes.

"I think that maybe those two are fooling around a little," Erin said when Robert and Sue had gone.

"You're kidding!" Al said, taking a big swallow from his drink. "What makes you say that?"

"Have you looked at him objectively?" she asked. "He's what you call a hunk, gorgeous. And he's a nice kid, too."

"So what?" Al said. "Sue's not like that."

"She's growing up," Erin said. "She's starting to have certain feelings that are new to her and she's bound to experiment. We did."

"I just never thought about it," Al said. "I guess she has grown up, hasn't she?"

"You'd have trouble telling us apart if you were blindfolded," Erin laughed.

"Except for that shaved pussy of yours," Al said, sliding his hand up under her skirt to rub her pussy.

Sue and Robert quickly washed up the dishes. Not wanting to return to the RV so quickly, and knowing that Al and Erin probably wanted some time alone, they decided to go for a walk along the lake in the moonlight, leaving the dishes at the washstand.

"Your mom's not wearing any panties," Robert said as they walked along.

"I know," Sue laughed. "I think it's neat."

"You're not either," Robert said. "And I think that's neat."

"It feels so........naughty," Sue said. "And it's exciting. I saw your cock get hard when you were looking at my pussy at the lake."

"It looked so tasty," Robert said.

"Why didn't you taste it then?" Sue laughed.

"What do you think your mom would say to that?" Robert laughed. "She'd probably make me taste hers too."

"Would you?" Sue asked. "Suck my mom's pussy?"

"Sure, if you don't mind, of course. She's beautiful. And she shaves her pussy. I'd like to taste a shaved pussy."

"I'll shave my pussy," Sue said, lifting her skirt and looking down at herself. "Would you like that?"

"You bet!" Robert said. "But I'd taste it the way it is right now anyway."

"What, here?" Sue exclaimed, looking around. "Where?"

"Over on that log there," Robert said, pointing.

"Really?" Sue said. "Now?"

"Sure," Robert replied. "Why not?"

"Can I suck yours too?" Sue asked.

"I hope so," Robert laughed. "But I'll go first. I'm thirsty actually."

Laughing Sue ran over to the log Robert had pointed out, sitting down on it and spreading her legs wide. Holding her skirt up, her pussy was presented to Robert. Smiling, Robert got down on his knees and dragged his tongue directly through her pussy lips, stopping when he got to her clit and running a couple of little circles around it, causing Sue to gasp in delight. Then he began to flick his tongue in and out of her hole, drinking up her juices.

Sue sighed, holding Robert's head against her pussy as he continued to eat her. He sucked and lightly chewed on her pussy lips, sucked on her hole, and finally captured her clit lightly between his teeth and teased it with his tongue, driving her wild. Out of control, she felt her entire body spasm as she came, her pussy convulsing on his tongue as he sucked at her nectar. She couldn't believe how good it felt as he drank her juices.

"Robert, how can anything feel so good?" Sue asked as he continued to lick her pussy.

"Because it tastes so good," Robert explained, sliding his finger up into Sue's tight pussy.

"Ooh, that feels nice," Sue said, squirming on the log.

"Just wait until you feel my cock up there," Robert said, sliding his finger in and out of Sue's pussy.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Sue asked, staring at him.

"Only if you want to," Robert replied. "But you can suck my cock for now, if you want to."

"Oh, yes, I'd like that," Sue said, her eyes bright.

"Which one?" Robert laughed.

"Well, both," Sue laughed with him. "But I'll suck you now."

"Here you are," he said, dropping his shorts and pulling his cock out.

Now Sue just grabbed his cock, feeling it in her hand as she squeezed it. With her other hand she cupped his balls, lifting his cock so that she could examine him in the waning light. Seeing a drop of pre-cum forming in the slit of his cock, Sue stuck out her tongue and licked it, tasting him and then running her tongue around the head of his cock, feeling it jerk in her hand in response.

"This is so nice," Sue said, opening her mouth and letting Robert slide his cock in, not stopping until it banged up against the back of her throat. 




Camping



Closing her lips around the shaft, Sue sucked on him, using her tongue to explore and taste his entire cock. Then holding his ass with one hand, Sue began to fuck Robert's cock with her mouth, sliding back and forth on it. Robert groaned in delight as Sue's entire mouth worked him. She was getting bolder and bolder, trying to fit more and more of him in her mouth each time she slid back down on him. Her cheeks were billowing as she breathed and her nostrils were flared in excitement.

"Yeah, that's great," Robert said, beginning to fuck her mouth on his own. "Keep that up and I'll cum any minute," he said, feeling his cock bang into the back of her throat as he slammed his hips forward.

Sue just sucked harder, eager to feel him cum in her mouth again. She let her teeth lightly scrape the shaft of his cock as he fucked her face, her lips slurping at him. She could feel the inevitable about to happen as the tension in his cock changed. It got impossibly harder, then swelled even bigger before exploding in her mouth, thick streams of cum shooting into her throat. Her cheeks puffed out completely as she struggled to swallow every bit of it. Even so she could feel some of it slipping out of her mouth around his cock as she gulped and gulped. Finally he stopped cumming and Sue finished sucking and swallowing all of his cum.

"God, that's just so cool," she said, giving the head of his cock one last lick before getting to her feet. "I just love that feeling when you explode in my mouth."

"So do I," Robert agreed, laughing.

"Oh, you," Sue said, hugging him tight. "This is so much fun."

"We'd better get back before they come looking for us," Robert said.

"Oh, you haven't seen mom drinking yet. This could be a very strange night yet. I'm surprised that dad agreed to let her," Sue said.

"Why?" Robert asked.

"You'll see," Sue said, leaning up and kissing him. "I like the taste of me on your mouth," she giggled.

"So do I," Robert agreed, laughing as they made their way back down the trail to the campsite, picking up the dishes on the way.

When they got there Al and Erin were still sitting where they had left them, but the bottle was halfway empty.

"There you are," Erin said cheerfully, waving her cup at them. "We thought you had left us," she said, pushing herself to her feet. "Give me a kiss because you've made it back safely," she said, grabbing Robert by the shirt.

"Sure," Robert said, leaning down and giving Erin a safe kiss on the lips.

"No, a real kiss," she insisted, pulling him down and kissing him for real.

Sue's eyes popped as she watched her father laugh at the look on Robert's face as Erin's tongue swirled briefly around in his mouth before she let him go.

"You too," Erin said to Sue, putting her arm around her. "My beautiful daughter," she said, kissing her.

Sue was stunned when she felt her mother's tongue force its way between her lips to briefly touch hers.

"Isn't that strange," Erin said as she released Sue. "Al, when I kissed Robert he tasted like pussy. When I kissed Sue, she tasted like cum. Why do you think that is?"

"I wonder," Al said, cracking up with laughter as he saw Sue's and Robert's faces. "I guess you win the bet," he said.

"What bet?" Sue asked, still stunned by what had just happened.

"Your mom thought you two might be fooling around, so she bet me," Al explained.

"What was your bet?" Robert asked, smiling at the situation.

"If I was right, and I thought our little girl was still innocent, I'd get a blowjob," he explained, glancing at Sue as he realized what he had just said. 

"And since you didn't win?" Robert inquired.

"Well, she gets a blowjob," Al laughed. "Isn't that funny. I win no matter what."

"That's right," Erin said. "I win so I get the blowjob."

"Can we have some of that Jack Daniels now?" Robert asked.

"Sure, why not?" Al agreed expansively. "Help yourselves."

Erin stood there watching as Robert poured himself and Sue each a drink of Jack Daniels. Then she went over to the table and sat on it facing Al.

"Okay, pay up," she ordered, taking a swallow of her drink.

"What?" Al asked, staring at her.

"You lost the bet, so pay up," she insisted.

"I only have your word for that," Al said. "How do I know if you're even right?"

"Ask them," Erin said, turning and pointing at Robert and Sue.

"Okay," Al began, "did she win the bet?"

Robert and Sue just stared at him, not answering.

"It's okay," Al said. "You're both good intelligent kids. You're going to experiment somewhere with someone. That's not what this is about. You can answer honestly without any problems."

"She won," Robert volunteered, smiling at Sue whose mouth was hanging open in shock.

"I told you," Erin said with a laugh. "I know what cum tastes like. Now pay up."

"Right here?" Al asked.

"Right here, right now," Erin said, setting her drink down and leaning back on her hands. "Go for it," she said, pulling her skirt up as she lifted her feet up to the edge of the table.

"Well!" Al exclaimed, staring at her bald pussy spread open in front of him. "What if someone walks by?"

"If they don't like it, tough," Erin said, picking up her drink and taking a swallow. "If they like it, well, they can have some too."

"We'll go for a walk," Robert volunteered.

"You stay right here," Erin insisted. "Witness him paying his bet."

"Well, I sure don't mind," Robert said. "Al?"

"Suit yourselves," Al said.

"You mean it, Dad?" Sue asked. "I can watch?"

"From what I understand you know what it feels like," Al said, "now you can see what it looks like."

"Wow!" Sue said, following Robert as he moved around the table to stand behind Al.

She couldn't believe that her mother was just laying there on a picnic table where anyone could see her with her legs spread and her pussy wide open. Sue decided right then and there that she was going to shave her pussy as she stared at her mother's shaved pussy lips pouting open, thick with lust, her clit peeking out from between her inner pussy lips which were petalled open, revealing her juice filled hole.

Still, Sue gasped when her father leaned forward and covered Erin's pussy entirely with his mouth. She could hear her mother groan as her pussy was sucked. She was able to see that her father's tongue was tracing the pussy lips, circling the clit, then plunging into the hole as he ate her pussy. She couldn't believe how sexy and exciting it was to watch her father eating her mother's little girl pussy. She could feel herself getting wet as she watched.

Robert encouraged her to sit next to her father, straddling the bench, and he sat behind her. She could feel his cock pressing into her ass as he sat close to watch over her shoulder. She watched as her father used his fingers to pry Erin's pussy even further open, sticking his whole face into it as he sucked and slurped. Sue was shocked to feel Robert's hands sliding around her waist, lifting her skirt and moving to her pussy. She had to stifle a groan as she felt his fingers slip between her pussy lips, gently rubbing her clit and pushing into her hole as her father continued to eat her mother's pussy in front of her.

Slowly Erin began to approach orgasm as Al ate her pussy. Her own fingers were furiously rubbing her clit as Al plunged his tongue in and out of her hole. Then she cried out, holding Al's head close to her as she came. Sue could barely hear her father slurping at her mother's pussy, the blood in her head was pounding so hard from excitement. She didn't know what was more exciting, watching her parents or having Robert playing with her pussy. Finally Al sat up, pussy juice smeared across his face and turned and smiled at Sue.

"Oh, Dad," she gushed, "that was so awesome."

"You liked that?" he asked, seeing the glazed look in her eyes.

"Oh, yes," she replied as she felt Robert's hands slip from beneath her skirt. "It was wonderful."

"Did it excite you?" he asked.

"I'll say it did," Robert replied, licking his fingers. "What a juicer. I guess it runs in the family."

"You liked that, Robert?" Al asked, giving his nephew a closer look.

"It looked great to me," Robert agreed, staring at Erin's open pussy.

"Why don't you try it and find out," Erin said, lifting her head to look at him, her fingers busy in her pussy.

"Sure, why not," Al agreed, slowly nodding his head as he watched Robert's face. "She did say if anyone liked what they saw they could have some."

"Really? You mean it?" Robert asked, staring at Erin's pussy, licking his lips.

"Oh, Robert, do it, eat mom's pussy," Sue said, clapping her hands.

"Great!" Robert said, getting to his feet. "You're sure you don't mind?"

"Eat me already," Erin said, her fingers plunging in and out of her hole.

Al moved out of the way as Robert sat down in front of Erin's spread legs. As Sue held her breath he reached out and slowly slid a finger up into Erin's hole, causing her to moan in pleasure. Then he leaned forward and replaced his finger with his mouth, completely covering her bald pussy as he began to drink her up. He couldn't believe how much like Sue Erin tasted as he sucked her pussy. It made him want to taste them both at the same time, but he concentrated his efforts on Erin. He quickly had her bucking on the table as his tongue did its work on her pussy and clit. He thought his own cock would explode from the pressure as he chewed on Erin's bald pussy lips, sucking them into his mouth. Then he did some tongue fucking, ramming his tongue in and out of her hole. 

Sue smiled to herself as she watched, knowing that that was what Robert had been doing to her and seeing what it looked like. She wondered if Robert liked eating her mom as much as her, or if she tasted different to him. He obviously liked it from the way he feasted.

Finally Robert felt Erin climbing towards her orgasm and he began to concentrate on her clit, gently chewing on it and teasing it with his tongue. This proved too much for Erin and she cried out, holding his head tightly against her pussy as she came for the second time in less than fifteen minutes, her juices gushing into Robert's eager mouth. Robert slurped noisily at the juices flowing from Erin's pussy, not lifting his face until she had finished cumming and he had drunk every last drop.

"Oh, that was wonderful," Erin sighed, her fingers back in her pussy, plunging in and out. "Now fuck me, Al," she said.

"Right here?" Al asked.

"Yes, fuck me," she insisted.

"Inside," Al insisted, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her up.

Erin protested, but not too much as Al dragged her into the RV, shutting the door behind them. When they had disappeared, and Robert and Sue could hear them, Sue leaned over and kissed Robert, tasting her mother's pussy on his face.

"Did you like eating my mother's pussy?" she asked.

"It tasted almost as good as you," Robert said.

"Will you eat me now?" Sue asked, lifting her skirt and flashing her pussy at him.

"You bet," Robert agreed. "Right here?"

"I think it would be fun," Sue said. "The thought of getting caught."

"Who by?" Robert asked. "Your parents or just anybody?"

"Oooh, anybody!" Sue said. "Can you imagine a stranger seeing. That would be too much."

"Get on your hands and knees on the table," Robert said.

"Okay," Sue giggled, climbing up on the table.

"Like this," Robert said, positioning Sue so that her ass was pointed towards the road. "You ready?" he asked.

"Yes," Sue said, wriggling her ass. "Do it."

"Okay," Robert said, reaching up and unzipping her skirt.

"What are you doing?" Sue asked.

"Just making it easier," Robert explained, pulling her skirt down and slipping it under her knees, leaving her totally naked from the waist down on her hands and knees on the picnic table.

"Robert!" Sue said, blushing. "What if someone sees?"

"That's the idea," Robert said, leaning forward and licking her pussy.

"Ohh, Robert, that's nice," Sue said, spreading her knees wide and opening her pussy to him. "Lick me some more."

And that's exactly what Robert did. Using his fingers he pried her pussy lips as wide as possible, opening her pink juicy inner cunt for his tongue to slide into. He loved tongue-fucking her hole, feeling her pussy gripping his tongue as he slid it in and out. Then Robert pushed a finger into her pussy, then another, feeling her grip his fingers tight as he licked and sucked her clit. Sluicing his fingers in and out of her increasingly wet pussy, Robert sucked her clit. Sue was gasping and panting as Robert drove her wild. She could feel her orgasm coursing through her body as it finally hit her pussy.

Robert could feel her pussy spasm as she came but he continued to suck her clit and fuck her with his fingers. Her juices came full and thick, coating his finger and making it easy to slide them in and out. Then he withdrew them and fastened his mouth on her hole, sucking at the juices and tongue-fucking her some more. Robert licked and sucked, not stopping until the well ran dry.

Encouraging Sue to turn towards him, thus presenting her naked ass and pussy towards the RV, Robert stuck his fingers into her mouth. Instinctively she sucked on them, tasting herself for the first time. Pulling his fingers from her mouth, Robert stood up and dropped his shorts, releasing his hard cock.

"Suck this," he said, climbing up onto the table and sitting down, his legs spread wide.

"Oh, yummy," Sue said, leaning forward and sucking his cock into her mouth.

"Oh, yeah," Robert said as she began to suck on him.

Sue was wild with desire, sucking on his cock like a crazy woman. She tried to get more and more of it into her mouth, trying to push it down into her throat. She licked it all over, paying particular attention to the head and the sensitive slit at the end. Her ass was wriggling in the air as she bobbed up and down on Robert's cock. Robert felt his balls churn and Sue felt his cock swell in her mouth, a sign that she now recognized. Increasing her pace, Sue tried to bring Robert to orgasm. 

Just as his balls began to explode, sending cum shooting through his cock into her mouth, the door to the RV opened and Al and Erin came out, their eyes opening wide and their mouths hanging open as they saw their daughter's naked ass and pussy swinging in front of them while she choked on Robert's cock as he filled her mouth with cum.

"Sue! What do you think you're doing?" Erin asked as she walked over to the table.

"Mom," Sue said, lifting her face from Robert's cock, cum dribbling down her chin as he continued to cum, shooting her in the face.

"Well, don't waste it," Erin said as Sue opened her mouth and sucked Robert's cock back in. "But you really shouldn't be doing this. Especially not out here in the open. What if someone saw you?"

"That's half the excitement," Robert replied, groaning as Sue sucked his cock.

"Someone could come up and surprise you," Erin said, glancing at Al in time to see him lean forward and stick his tongue into Sue's pussy from behind. "Like your father."

"Ohhh," Sue moaned from around Robert's cock as she felt her father's tongue slide into her pussy.

Erin just stood there and watched as Al sucked his daughter's pussy while she continued to suck her cousin's huge cock. Erin couldn't believe how hot it was watching Al suck their daughter's pussy. And to see her cum covered face as she sucked her cousin's cock, well, this was just more than she could stand. Climbing up onto the picnic table, Erin squatted over Robert's face, lowering her cum-filled pussy until she felt his tongue slide up into her. So now they had a wonderful daisy chain going, with Robert noisily sucking Erin's pussy, Sue sucking Robert's cock, and Al sucking Sue's pussy.

When Sue finally came in her father's mouth, Robert blew yet another load into hers and she eagerly gulped it down, watching her mother's pussy humping back and forth on Robert's face. Finally they all disengaged themselves, looking at each other in somewhat a state of shock.

"Well, I can see this is going to be quite a camping trip," Erin said. "Let's go wash up, Sue, then we'd better get to bed. It's late and we have an early start and a lot of driving tomorrow."

So Sue went with Erin to wash up, not even bothering to put any clothes on to cover her ass and pussy. While they washed up, Erin confirmed that Sue was still a virgin, smiling to herself as she realized that that probably wouldn't last very long if either Robert or Al had their way. As they walked back to the RV, Erin talked with Sue.

"Sue, I want you to do me a favor tonight," she said. "When we get to the RV, I want you to quietly slip into the bunk with your father. He'll be asleep, so don't wake him."

"But why?" Sue asked. "What about you?"

"I'll sleep in your bunk," Erin explained.

"But why?" Sue persisted.

"If you pay attention, you'll probably see," was all Erin would say. "Do you mind? Just sleep with your back to your father and he'll never know the difference. "We'll switch again in the morning before he wakes up, okay?"

"I guess," Sue said, puzzled.

"Okay, quiet now," Erin said as they got to the RV. "And sleep well," she said, quickly stripping her clothes off before entering.

Sue too took off her shirt, standing stark naked for a moment before taking a deep breath and entering the RV. She could see that her mother had already slipped into her bunk and was facing her, a slight smile on her face as she saw Sue standing there naked. As quietly as possible so as not to wake him, Sue climbed into the bunk where her father was asleep, pulling the sheet over herself and laying with her back to her father. She could just feel his body touching hers and she was a bit nervous as she tried to go to sleep.

Then she noticed her mother in the dim light as she lay on the other bunk where Robert was sleeping. She could see that the sheet was pulled down and that one of Robert's hands was draped over her body squeezing and playing with her tits. Sue watched as Erin turned, rolling over so that she was facing Robert. She saw the sheet completely pulled aside and realized that they were wrapped in an embrace and were kissing. Then as she watched she saw her mother slide her leg over Robert's body, straddling him. She quickly realized that they must be fucking by the motions her mother was making as she rode Robert.

Sue couldn't believe that her mother was fucking her cousin with her father right in the same room asleep. She heard her mother moan once and held her breath, hoping her father hadn't heard. She heard him grunt behind her, then change position, his arm flinging over her body. She lay there as still as possible, hoping that he was still asleep. But he wasn't, she quickly realized, as his hand began to lightly stroke her body, from her shoulder to her tits down to her ass and legs.

When she felt him spread her legs, opening her pussy, her initial reaction was to resist, but then she realized that her mother would never resist him so she tried to relax, hoping that he'd just fall asleep again. But his fingers persisted in her pussy and she felt herself getting wet. She felt him slide his fingers into her hole and she had to bite her lip from moaning out loud. Then she felt him shift position and she realized that he had spooned into her back and she could feel his hard cock pressing between her ass cheeks and barely touching her pussy. Her father's other arm came around her and began to play with her tits and nipples, pinching and pulling on them while his other hand continued to play between her legs.

Realizing that she had to do something before he realized that it wasn't her mother, Sue reached down between their bodies and grasped his cock in her hand, squeezing its hardness as he continued to play with her. Then to her surprise she felt her father literally pick her up and sit her on top of him with her back to his face. As he further manipulated her she found herself facing his cock while he buried his face between her legs.




Camping



When she did feel his tongue in her pussy again she moaned, softly, and then leaned down and sucked her father's cock into her mouth. Just as with Robert she instantly loved it and began to suck him in earnest, finding that she could get almost all of it into her mouth, unlike Robert's huge cock.

She spared a glance over at the bunk where her mother was with Robert and saw that they too were in a 69, sucking each other. She felt herself cum and just lay there for a moment while her father drank her juices. Then he was pushing on her, pushing until she had slid down his body and was sitting astride his cock which was throbbing between her legs. To her amazement he lifted her with one hand and with the other positioned his cock between her pussy lips at the entrance to her hole. Before she could protest he had pulled her back down, instantly impaling her completely on his cock, taking her virginity.

At first the pain was so great that it took all of her effort not to cry out. Then as the initial pain subsided she became aware of her father's cock pulsating deep inside of her pussy. Feeling thrilled at the thought that she was getting fucked, Sue slowly began to slide back and forth, letting her father's cock slide in and out of her pussy. She began to enjoy the sensations in her pussy as his cock slid in and out and she increased her tempo just a bit as she fucked him.

Just as she felt herself getting ready to cum again she felt her father pressing against her asshole with a finger, trying to push it in. She felt his cock swell, then explode deep inside her pussy as he began to cum. That and the sensations of fucking him and his finger probing against her asshole proved to be too much and Sue began to cum again, her pussy spasming around her father's cock in her pussy. As her orgasm swept over her, Sue felt her father's finger slide into her ass and she began to cum even more.

It seemed like forever to Sue as they both came and came, but finally it subsided and Sue felt his cock slipping from her pussy and his finger from her ass. He wrapped his arms around her, cupping her tits and pinching her nipples as he drew her down to snuggle spoon-fashion against him. She saw that her mother's back was still towards her, and she could see Robert's feet sticking up above her mother's head. Then she heard her father's voice whisper softly in her ear.

"You've got an amazing pussy, Sue," he said, pinching her nipples. "I loved fucking you."

"How did you know?" Sue asked, turning to face him, her tits pressed up against his chest and his cock hard again sticking up between their bellies.

"Your mother shaves her pussy," he explained, kissing her. "Otherwise I might have never known if your mother and I hadn't planned this ourselves."

"You mean she knows?" Sue asked him, her eyes wide.

"Of course she does," Al replied. "I'd never keep something like this from your mother. We love each other very much."

"But I'm your daughter," Sue said. "And mom's fucking Robert. You don't mind?"

"It doesn't change one bit how much we love each other. It's sex. If your mother wants to have sex with someone else, she tells me. If I don't mind, then she does what she wants. But if I do mind, she doesn't. We have a lot of respect for each other. And no, I don't mind that you're my daughter," Al laughed softly. "That means I never have to wonder where you are."

"Oh, Dad," Sue said, hugging him. "I liked the feeling of your cock inside of me."

"Why don't you suck on me again and I'll eat your sweet pussy for you," Al suggested.

"Okay!" Sue agreed, quickly spinning around and planting her gooey pussy on her father's face.

Sucking his cock back into her mouth she could taste their combined cum on it. She found it very intoxicating and really began to suck on his cock, delighting in the flavor of it while he ran his tongue up and into her pussy, slurping at all the cum and juices that filled her. Sucking on her father, Sue realized how lucky she was to have the kind of parents that she had. They were so cool. She could feel her father's cock growing in her mouth, getting impossibly hard, and she knew that he would cum very soon if she continued sucking on him. So, redoubling her efforts, Sue began to plunge her mouth up and down on his cock, feeling the head of it slide into her throat, almost making her gag as she fucked him with her mouth. 

Finally she felt his cock swell once more and then gobs of cum were shooting into her mouth. Sue gulped and swallowed as quickly as she could, letting her father's cum swirl around in her mouth as she tasted him. Just as he was finishing cumming Sue felt her own orgasm sweep through her body as her father's tongue continued to sluice in and out of her pussy. When she had finished cumming, Sue reversed herself and snuggled into her father's arms, happily going to sleep.

She woke up in the morning to her mother lightly shaking her arm. Opening her eyes and seeing her mother standing there naked, Sue remembered the night before and smile at her.

"Come with me," Erin whispered to Sue.

Quietly sliding out of the bunk, Sue went outside with her mother, surprised to see that the sun was just breaking over the horizon. It was very chilly out and both of their nipples instantly got hard.

"Did you sleep okay?" Erin asked.

"Great," Sue nodded. "I saw you with Robert. I saw you two fucking and sucking."

"It couldn't have been as good as watching you fuck your father, though," Erin said with a smile. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"You watched?" Sue asked, surprised.

"Of course I did," Erin said. "You think I'd miss your first time with your father. Did he figure out that it was you?"

"He said he would have known if you two hadn't planned it anyway," Sue said.

"How?" Erin asked.

"He said you shave your pussy," Sue explained.

"That's right," Erin said. "Well, should we shave your pussy so he won't know the difference?"

"Really? You'd help me?" Sue asked, excited.

"Of course I will," Erin replied. "In fact, I'll get my shaving stuff and do it right now."

"Here?" Sue asked, looking around.

"Sure, nobody's up yet," Erin said. "Just a minute."

Quickly Erin went into the RV and then returned with a razor and some shaving cream and a towel.

"Okay, lay back on the table and spread your legs for me," she said.

Climbing up on the table, Sue laid back, bringing her feet up to the edge and spreading her knees. For the first time Erin was confronted with a view of her daughter's pussy spread open before her. She didn't have much hair, but what of it there was was as bright a red as her own. She could see Sue's clit peeking out from between her pussy lips. 

Squirting some shaving cream in her hand, Erin gently lathered Sue's pussy, for the first time feeling the heat and moistness of her daughter's sex. Carefully holding the razor, Erin began to shave gently around Sue's pussy lips, scraping the hair away and leaving her pink and shiny and bald. She was quickly finished and she then took the towel and wiped the remaining shaving cream away, now seeing her daughter's pussy spread open before her, unencumbered by the hair that had been growing there.

Reaching out with her hands, Erin began to rub and massage Sue's pussy, holding her pussy lips between her fingers and massaging and pulling on them. Then she gently slid a finger into Sue's hole, feeling her pussy muscles grip her finger as she slowly slid it in and out. Just as she was leaning over to lick Sue's clit, Erin heard a voice.

"And what are we doing here?" she heard, turning and seeing a park ranger standing there.

"Just helping my daughter shave her pussy," Erin replied, looking the ranger up and down.

"This isn't exactly the proper place for such activities," the ranger said.

"Don't you think I've done a good job?" Erin asked, her fingers still inside Sue's pussy.

"I'd say it looks fine," the ranger replied, looking a bit uncomfortable as he stared at Sue's open pussy.

"Do you think it's smooth enough?" Erin asked innocently, batting her eyes at the ranger.

"I suppose so," he replied, a lump beginning to grow in the front of his trousers.

"Why don't you check for me," Erin said. "I'm sure Sue won't mind, will you, Sue?"

"No, Mom, I don't mind if you say it's alright," she replied.

"Go ahead," Erin said, standing up and letting the ranger see her nude body in the early morning light. "Check it."

His cheeks flushed, the ranger stepped up to the table and let his hand gently slide across Sue's pussy, feeling her smooth pussy lips.

"How is it?" Erin asked, a grin on her face.

"Smooth," the ranger replied nervously, his hand still covering Sue's pussy.

"Do you think it's as smooth as mine?" Erin asked, sitting on the edge of the table and spreading her knees wide, opening her shaved snatch to him. "Go ahead and compare," she said, her fingers trailing through her pussy.

Reaching out with his other hand, the ranger cupped Erin's pussy, his finger sliding between her pussy lips into her hole.

"Umm, that feels nice," Erin said. "Do they feel the same?"

"I think so," the ranger said, his hard cock now easily visible sticking out the front of his pants.

"Do we taste the same?" Erin asked, smiling at him.

"Uh, I don't know," the ranger said, his fingers now sliding in and out of both their pussies.

"Don't you think you should find out?" Erin asked.

"I couldn't agree more," the ranger said, finding some courage as he took his fingers out of Erin's pussy and glued his mouth to it.

Erin moaned and let her hand hold the back of his head against her as his tongue went wild in her pussy. With his other hand he continued to frig Sue's pussy. Sue was finding all of this as amusing as exciting as she watched her mother getting her pussy eaten by a total stranger while he fingered her own slit. She found herself looking forward to her turn at being eaten as his fingers slid in and out of her now smoothly-shaven pussy. Sue heard her mother begin to moan more loudly and then she was clamping the ranger's head tightly to her pussy and Sue knew that she was cumming in his mouth. His fingers in her pussy slowed down as he drank her mother's cum as it flowed from her pussy.

"Don't forget to compare," Erin said as he finished licking all of the juices from her pussy.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," he said, pulling his fingers from Sue's pussy and replacing them with his mouth.

Sue sighed as she felt his tongue slide up into her pussy. She was leaning on her elbows and she could see everything he was doing between her pussy lips now that she was shaved smooth. It felt so good as she humped herself against his face while he ate her. She knew that she was going to cum quickly, excited from her mother shaving her and then watching her being eaten on the picnic table by the ranger, and now from the same ranger sucking her pussy on the table, her father and cousin asleep inside the RV in the early morning.

His tongue felt so good as it glided in and out of her pussy. She wondered if he could also taste her father's cum inside of her that he had shot up into her pussy last night when he deflowered her. The memory of that as well as the ranger's tongue in her pussy were getting her very hot. She saw her mother watching her with a smile on her face as the ranger continued to eat her pussy on the picnic table in the early morning light.

Then she began to cum, lifting her pussy up to meet his thrusting tongue as it sluiced in and out of her hole, slurping up the juices that were flowing from her. When the ranger finished sucking all he could from her pussy, he lifted his face, a smile spread across it as well as pussy juice.

"We'd really like to thank you for seeing to our needs so well," Erin said, smiling at him, her legs spread wide. "Now maybe we can help you with your little problem," she said, staring at the bulge in his pants. "Why don't you let him out and sit here," she suggested. "I'm sure we can help."

As fast as he could, the ranger dropped his pants and sat on the edge of the picnic table, his hard cock standing straight up in the air. Sitting in front of him, Erin began to suck on his cock, easily letting it slide deep into her throat. After sucking on him for a couple of minutes, Erin lifted her face from his cock and smiled at him.

"Is this okay?" she asked, pumping his cock with her fist as she licked the head of it.

"Yeah, it's great," he groaned in delight.

"Sue, why don't you show your appreciation to the ranger," Erin suggested, licking the head of his cock again.

"Sure, mom," she said, getting to her knees on the table and bending over the ranger's raging cock, her mouth open as she lowered it around his cock.

Erin released the ranger's cock, sitting there for a minute watching as her daughter sucked on him. Then quickly getting to her feet, her big tits swinging from her chest, she quietly went over to the RV and opened the door.

"Al, you've got to come see this," Erin whispered as she entered the RV.

"What is it?" Al asked, rubbing his eyes and seeing his naked wife standing there. "Why are you naked?" he asked.

"Just come with me," Erin insisted, tugging on his arm. "You'll see."

As Al swung his legs off the bunk to jump down, Erin leaned forward and quickly sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, tasting the dried cum from when Al had fucked their daughter the night before. Smiling at her as he jumped down, Al followed Erin out of the RV. He stopped short when he saw Sue kneeling naked on the picnic table sucking the ranger's cock, her newly shaved pussy pointing at him.

"What's going on?" Al asked, looking down at Erin's smiling face.

"He caught me helping Sue to shave her pussy," Erin explained. "We thought we'd give him a little treat for being so understanding.

"Hey, what's going on?" they heard Robert ask as he staggered out of the RV in his shorts. "Oh, wow," he said when he saw Sue kneeling on the table.

"Why don't you go help them?" Erin suggest to Robert as he stared. "I'm sure they won't mind," she said, reaching out and squeezing his cock through his shorts.

"You don't mind?" Robert asked, surprised by Erin's forwardness in front of Al.

"Go ahead," Al said. "I'm sure she'd like it."

Without hesitating Robert went over to the picnic table where Sue was sucking on the ranger's cock and buried his face in her pussy, jamming his tongue up inside her as far as he could. Sue moaned when she felt Robert's tongue slide into her pussy and she redoubled her efforts on the ranger's cock. The ranger couldn't believe what was happening to him as this beautiful young redhead sucked his cock while her parents watched and some other guy sucked her pussy from behind. Groaning out loud, he felt his balls explode and torrents of cum went shooting into Sue's mouth.

Sue eagerly gulped and swallowed as the ranger filled her mouth again and again with his cum. Sue realized that she absolutely loved cum as she finished sucking the last of it from the ranger's cock. She felt her own excitement rising as a result of Robert's tongue in her pussy, so she was surprised when he stopped sucking on her before she came. Just as she was about to turn and see why he stopped, she felt something hard pressing into her pussy. Looking back between her legs she could see Robert's balls dangling below her pussy and she realized that it was his cock that was slowly pressing into her pussy.

Arching her back, she felt his cock slide into her still sore pussy until he pressed up against her ass. Slowly he started sliding his cock in and out of her pussy and quickly the soreness disappeared as her juices started flowing. She couldn't believe how good it felt as his cock slid in and out of her pussy and she found herself meeting his every thrust.

Robert was in heaven as he thrust his cock in and out of Sue's pussy. She was so tight he couldn't believe it. He had seen her with her father's cock jammed up between her legs last night when he was fucking Erin, so he knew she was ready for him. And was she ready. Her pussy seemed to grip and milk his cock as it slid in and out of her honey hole. Very quickly he approached the point of no return, and slamming his cock as far into Sue's pussy as possible he felt his balls blow their load, pouring cum deep inside her pussy.

Sue was panting as Robert's cock sluiced her slit, filling her with cock. She felt his cock suddenly seem to swell, filling her even more, then it was pulsating and she could feel his cum shooting into her pussy. She just lay there with her face pressed into the picnic table as Robert's cock finished dumping its load inside her pussy. Then suddenly she was aware of her parents standing next to the table as Robert's cock slowly slid from her well-fucked pussy.

"Did you enjoy that, Sue?" Erin asked, leaning over and kissing her gently on the cheek.

"Oh, mom, that was wonderful," Sue sighed. "I just love cocks."

"I guess I'll be going now," the ranger said, pulling his pants back on. "Thanks for the hospitality."

"Thank you for sucking my pussy," Erin said with a smile.

"Any time," the ranger said, blushing as he stared at Erin's hard nipples standing up on the ends of her tits. "You both tasted great."

"Thank you," Erin said, leaning forward and kissing him.

"He seemed like a nice guy," Al said as the ranger walked away.

"He had good taste," Erin said with a laugh.

"We'd better get on the road," Al said. "We have to pick up Judy tonight."

"Let me just help Sue clean up first," Erin said, moving over to where Robert still stood behind Sue, his now limp cock dangling between his legs. "But you first, Robert," Erin said, leaning over and sucking his cum covered cock into her mouth.

Erin sucked and licked his cock for a minute or two, then stood back up, licking her lips.

"That's better," she said. "And now, Sue, let's see why that ranger thought your pussy tasted so good," she said. "Let me get all of Robert's cum out of there for you."

And without another word Erin reached over and spread Sue's pussy lips wide open, seeing the cum that was dribbling from her hole. Bending forward, she glued her mouth to her daughter's pussy, sucking and slurping at the cum that filled her. Sue was beside herself with joy as her mother sucked her cum-filled pussy. She couldn't believe how erotic it was with both her father and her cousin watching.

As Erin sucked Sue's pussy, Al stepped forward, sticking his now hard cock in Sue's face. Without hesitation Sue opened her mouth, letting her father slide his cock in. Then while her mother continued to suck her pussy, her father began to fuck her face, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth while she kept her lips closed around it. Sue felt like she was in heaven as her father fucked her face and her mother sucked her cum-filled pussy. The only thing that could possibly be better would be if Robert were fucking her at the same time.

She felt her father's cock begin to swell in her mouth and she knew that he was about to cum. Sue sucked with a vengeance, trying to swallow his entire cock as she suddenly felt his hot cum shooting into her mouth. At the same time her pussy began to spasm from the attention of her mother's tongue and she too began to cum as she continued to swallow her father's cum that just kept shooting into her mouth.

Finally the cum stopped filling her mouth and she also felt her own orgasm subsiding. Lifting her face from her father's cock, Sue looked up at him.

"I just love your cock, Dad," she said. "I love it when you cum in my mouth."

"You suck like you've been doing it all your life," Al said, smiling at his daughter. "You're welcome to it whenever you'd like."

"And you have an absolutely delicious pussy," Erin said, lifting her face from her daughter's muff.




Camping



Josh and I love camping. We had been teenage sweethearts and soon after we got engaged, when we were both nineteen, we began an annual vacation camping at a rather isolated spot along the river. It became a sort of ritual that we carried on after we got married, which is six years ago now.

When we first started we had a two-man, or should I say “two person”? tent, but over the years we have got more sophisticated. We now have a much larger tent with gas cooking equipment and lighting, and a canvas enclosed portable toilet.

We never tire of this vacation as it seems to provide us with all we need; fishing, swimming, beautiful surroundings, tranquillity and the occasional sighting of native wild life. The other thing it gives us as an ambience of romance.

Josh and I have been making love for eight years and the romance has not gone out of our relationship, but our river camp seems to enhance our desire for sexual contact. 

Well before our camping holiday of two years ago I had gone off the contraceptive pill. We had decided the time had come to start a family. Josh, half jokingly, had said, “Well, if you don’t get pregnant while we’re camping, you never will.” This of course referring to the number of times we copulated while camping.

Josh is a school teacher and having made all the arrangements for our vacation, damn me if the education system didn’t come up with an idea to spoil our trip.

Slap in the middle of the time we were to be away, and the middle of the school summer vacation, they came up with a three day teacher training course or some such thing. When Josh protested he was told it was compulsory and we would have to change the dates of our trip. That mucked everything up because my work would not allow us to choose another time convenient to both of us.

At first we thought we would have to cancel out completely, but then Josh said, “Sarah, why don’t we go anyway, and we can come back for the three days, and when the course is finished we can go back again. We can leave the campsite all set up because nobody is ever around, and even if the odd boat does go past, they’re not going to know if anyone’s there or not, or stop to find out.”

It was a confounded nuisance, but rather than not have the time together at all, we settled for Josh’s idea.

On D-day, our car and trailer loaded, we headed for our camping vacation. We arrived at our destination and set up camp. For the next five days we fished, swam, walked and made love, but not necessarily in that order.

The day before we were due to return to the city for Josh’s course, he said to me, “Look Sarah, why don’t you stay here? Its only three days and I can be back on the fourth day. It seems hardly worth your while trekking all the way home with me.

At first I wasn’t too sure about the idea. I love the place, but I thought it might be a bit scary on my own. I mean, when you hear some creature scrabbling about near the tent in the middle of the night, its okay if you’ve got a nice big man to cuddle up to...but on my own! On the other hand, I thought about my liberated female views, and decided I’d be brave.

“Okay,” I said, “I’ll stay.” I then made out a list of the things we’d forgotten to bring and which we would have had to do without if Josh hadn’t been going back home.

Next morning Josh left in the car and for a while I busied myself tidying up the camp. When I finished the sun was well up and the day was proving to be, as we say, “stinking hot,” so I decided on a swim.

Josh and I normally used one particular place to go into the water and being reasonably sure of our isolation we always swam in the nude. I suppose I was feeling a little edgy, so on the off chance some boat did come past I hauled out of our kit my two piece bathers that I always brought with us, “just in case they’re needed.”

Having put on the bathers, instead of entering the water at our usual spot I went down stream a little distance, and then broke one of the cardinal rules of swimming in the river. I saw the trunk of a tree that, probably brought down during one of the big floods, had fallen so as to hang out over the water.

“That’d be great to dive from,” I decided, and clambering along it until I was well out over the river, I dived.

Hitting the water I felt a sickening blow on my head, and the world went black. The cardinal rule I had broken was, that you never dive into the river unless you are absolutely sure there are no submerged obstacles, like water logged tree trunks or branches. My head had found such an obstacle and being knocked senseless, I should have drowned.

I began to emerge from the darkness and at first saw a world that seemed to be enshrouded in mist. I was utterly bewildered, not being able to recall what had happened to me or how I got to where I was, wherever it was. I did know that I had a searing headache.

“Feeling a bit better now?” asked a male voice. I looked up, and through the blinding pain of my headache and the still lingering haze, I saw a man’s face looking down at me.

I tried to answer but did not seem to be able to either find the words or, if I could have found them, articulate them.

“It’s okay,” the voice went on, “Don’t try to speak yet. If you can swallow these it might help a bit.” A hand appeared before my face that held a couple of white tablets.

“Just open you mouth.”

I think it might have already been open. I felt the tablets placed on my tongue and an arm raise my head. 

“Drink this and swallow.”

I obeyed and the tablets went down.

Nothing more was said or done for a while as I lay down trying to focus. The headache, whilst not going away completely, did begin to take on bearable proportions and my vision started to clear so I could begin to take in my surroundings.

Kneeling beside me I saw a young man, probably in his early twenties, and several metres away I could see three other young men who seemed to be preparing a meal over a fire.

“You’re going to have a nasty bruise on your head,” the kneeling young man said.

“What happened?” I managed to ask.

“We were coming down stream in our canoes and we saw you go out along the fallen tree, then you dived, and didn’t come up at first, then you sort of floated up but face down. We paddled over as fast as we could and got hold of you. We couldn’t haul you into a canoe because it might have overbalanced, but I managed to turn you face up and we made for the bank towing you.”

“You mean I…I was dead?”

The young man grinned and said, “Not quite, but you very soon would have been if we hadn’t been handy. We got you on to the bank and I pumped some water out of you.” He grinned again, “I didn’t have to give you the kiss of life. If you can sit up, the boys are making some tea and it’ll help you feel better.”

I tried to struggle up, and he put an arm under my shoulder and helped me. 

As soon as I was sitting up the world suddenly started to spin and it took a couple of minutes to settle down again.

“I’ll get the tea,” he said, and went over to the others by the fire.

I took a groggy look around and saw two canoes pulled up on a sand bar. It is not uncommon for canoeists to start as close to the source of the river as possible, and then come down stream for hundreds of kilometres to the mouth of the river. I assumed, correctly as I later found out, that this was what these men were doing.

The young man came back with the tea. It was black and on tasting it I found it had been well laced with sugar. I took the mug and as I drank the man put the blanket that had covered me round my shoulders. I was grateful because, despite the heat of the day, I felt shivery.

“My name’s Andrew,” he said, “What’s yours?”

“Sarah,” I replied.

“That’s Dent, Arnold and Bob, over there,” Andrew said, pointing.

I finished the tea and said, “I’d better be getting back to my camp.”

“No you won’t,” Andrew said. “You’re in no fit state to move around yet. We’ll stay here with you for the rest of the day. The boys are heating soup, and if you can eat some of our simple fare, you can have a bit of a sleep afterwards.”

I felt so awful I didn’t even try to argue.

The “simple fare” turned out to be some tinned tomato soup, which was just as well because I don’t think I could have swallowed anything more substantial.

When I finished the other men came over and said “hello.” I couldn’t remember who was who; in fact the only one I can for certain put a name and a face to even now, is Andrew.

A rolled up blanket was put under my head, I was covered up again, and I drifted off to sleep.

I am not sure how long I slept for, but when I awoke it was just after sunset. Two of the men were by the fire, again preparing a meal. In the fading light I could see the other two doing something with the canoes.

I sat up and the now dull ache in my head suddenly sprang into renewed life in the form of a searing pain shooting across my forehead. I think I must have made a sound in response to the pain because one of the men by the fire looked across at me.

He rose and came to me; it was Andrew.

“Feel any better?”

“I’ve still got a hell of a head ache,” I replied.

“I’ll get you something.”

He moved away to return shortly with a couple more tablets and a mug of water. I took the tablets and washed them down with the water.

“I have to get back to the camp,” I said.

“Not on your life,” he replied. “It’ll be dark in the next few minutes and you’d be staggering around in the bush and might injure yourself again.”

He was right, of course, so I asked, “Have you any idea how far we are away from my camp?”

“Not more than a kilometre,” he replied, “but I think you’d better stay the night with us. We’re just getting some food ready. If you can manage it, why not come over to the fire and eat with us.” 

He helped me to rise, and I got the giddy feeling again. I suppose I slumped against Andrew. “Hey” he said, and put a supporting arm round me.

“Will you be okay?”

“Yes, it was just a moment of giddiness.”

He helped me over to the fire where there were a couple of sizeable logs, and lowered me to sit on one.

I still only had my bathers on, and was glad of the fire and the blanket that Andrew once more draped round my shoulders; however warm the day in this part of the country, the nights can be very cold.

The other two men came up from the canoes and joined us by the fire. The meal this time was some kind of stew, again out of tins, and not particularly appetising. Never the less I found I was very hungry and was allowed two platefuls.

During the meal questions were asked about my camp…how long I was staying?…Was I alone? I explained about Josh and they told me about their trip down the river.

After the meal my bladder was nearly bursting and my bowls were making their wants known. I stood up and said, “I have to go to the toilet.” There was no portable toilet to use like the one at our camp, but one of the men got up and went to the canoes. He returned shortly carrying a spade.

I knew what that was for because Josh and I had to use that method when we first started to go camping. I went to take the spade, but the man said, “I’ll dig it for you.”

I was handed a roll of toilet paper and with the spade wielder leading we went a little way into the bush. He dug the hole and asked, “Can you refill it yourself?”

I was getting somewhat embarrassed by this assistance since for me what I was about to do is a private function. However, I thanked him and said I could manage the filling in.

He left me and I peeled down the bottoms of my bathers and did what was necessary. For all my embarrassment I thought, “These boys certainly know how to treat a lady in distress.”

After filling in the hole I went down to the edge of the sand bar, keeping as far away from the light of the fire where the men were sitting as I could. Hoping I could not be seen in the dark I washed my nether region and dried myself as best as I could with the toilet paper.

By the time I’d finished I was shivering in the night cold. I went back to the fire and draped the blanket round my shoulders again. 

I was wondering about sleeping arrangements when Andrew said, “You’ll need more than one blanket over you tonight. We’ve got a couple more spare ones, so why don’t you lie down again? I’ll bring the other stuff near the fire.”

For all the sleep I had had during the day, I felt dead tired; so when Andrew returned with the blanket I had been lying on and the one forming a pillow, I gratefully lay down. 

Andrew covered me with the other blankets. I was ready to drop down into a big black hole, but before I did I remembered I had not even thanked these men.

“Thank you for saving my life,” I said.

“S’all right,” said one of them, and I dropped into the black hole.

I came too briefly in the night to see one of them, I don’t know which, putting more fuel on the fire, then I was gone again.

When I awoke in the morning the sun was already well up and the day growing warm. The fire was only just glowing embers and at first I could hear but not see the men.

Sitting up I saw them in the river, washing them selves and splashing each other and laughing. They were stark naked.

I felt like a wash myself, but hesitated to go to the river with four naked men present. I stayed put until they started to approach the fire, and then made my way to the water’s edge. As I passed them one of them said, “Here,” and tossed me a cake of soap and towel. I noticed with some consternation that all four of them had erections.

The sight of these four stiff male organs sent a little thrill of excitement through me. For the first time it occurred to me that I was a young female alone with four probably potent young men. Suppose they took it into their heads to rape me? No, I decided, they don’t seem the raping type; they’ve been too kind for that.

I did my best to get out of sight and taking off my bathers I immersed myself in the water and began to wash. As I washed my vagina it seemed to start a little bit of clitoral excitation. I thought again of the young men and wondered what it would be like, being raped by them, or even having consenting sex with all four of them.

In my private fantasies I had sometimes pictured myself having sex with several men, one after the other. I had only ever been with Josh, and so like many women with experience of only one man, I did wonder what it would be like with another man. “Now’s your chance to find out,” I thought mischievously, and then pushed the thought away. 

Finished, I dried off, put my bathers back on and returned to the fire. I was now very aware of my female self among a group of young males.

The meal consisted of muesli with some long life milk poured sparingly over it.

“Got to go easy on the milk until we reach the next town,” Andrew explained, “We’re running a bit short. How are you feeling now?”

My headache had gone, but touching the top of my head was painful, so I answered, “Fine, apart from a nasty bruise.”

“Let’s have a look,” Andrew said, and coming over to me began to gently part my hair.

“Yes,” he said, “You’ve certainly got a bruise. There’s no sign of a cut, and your head wasn’t bleeding when we picked you up; lucky for you you’ve got thick hair so the bruise won’t notice.”

The touch of his hands sent a shiver of excitement through me. I wondered if his hands were as tender when he made love.

As is often the case when a woman finds herself with a group of virile young men, I suppose I got a bit animated. I questioned them further about their trip and asked rather flirtatiously. “Don’t you guys miss the company of women?”

One of them laughed and said, “We manage as best we can. Besides, we’ve got a woman’s company right now.”

I thought I heard a note of challenge in his voice, and realised we were approaching risky but stimulating territory. It was one of those wonderful moments when a man and a woman feel that sense of sexual challenge pass like a spark between them. They are both aware of the other’s interest, and although most times it never goes beyond that, it is never the less exhilarating.

I have a theory that there is no meeting between a man and a woman when they do not weigh each other up as potential sex partners. The result may be rejection by one or both of them, but however briefly, the thought has been there.   

I knew I was now doing my own bit of sexual weighing up, not with one man but four. The memory of their erections as they came out of the water produced a sweet ticking sensation in my clitoris. I pushed into danger land a little further.

“So you do miss the company of women?”

They all laughed this time, and one of the said, “Well, we’re not gay, if that’s what you mean.”

The feeling in my clitoris became more intense. I wondered if those erections I had seen were simply the early morning results of a good night’s sleep…or…or had I inspired them? 

I looked around at the men. “Yes, a nice looking clean cut group of guys.” They were clad only in shorts and I could see the healthy glow of their sun tanned skins. My thoughts ran on, “Judging by Josh’s behaviour after we’ve been apart even for a few days, I bet they’re as horny as hell. I’d only have to hint, and…”

One of them cut across my thoughts. “Are you missing your husband much?”

“Well, he’s only been gone for a day and I’ve got today and tomorrow without him,” I said, trying to chuckle not very successfully. “But yes, I always miss him when we’re not together.”

I felt I was well and truly in danger land now. A quiver passed through me that seemed to combine apprehension and desire. I felt my throat go dry and my clitoris was sending alarming signals and I was lubricating. 

Part of me wanted to stop this conversation, but something inside me kept crying out, “Go on see how far it can go…see how far you can go.”

“I bet you guys can hardly wait for some feminine company…I mean…you know…real company.” It had come out in a gasping sort of voice as I now felt myself in the familiar state of pre-coital arousal. I knew I definitely wanted and needed sexual contact. At the same time I was being urged by my multiple coupling fantasy; “Go on Sarah, you’ve imagined it often enough, now’s your chance to find out,” said a voice inside me. 

They said nothing and just sat looking at me.

I did not know how to pursue this line further, so I stood up and said, “I suppose I’d better get back to my camp.”

“Coward,” said the inner voice.

“I’ll take you up in the canoe,” said Andrew. “It’ll save you struggling through that bush; it’s pretty thick and difficult just here.”

“That’s very kind of you,” I replied through a throat that felt as if it had a big lump in it.

Then that inner voice butted in again; “Are you going to miss an opportunity that may never come again?”

I waded in; “Look, you guys have saved my life. You’ve been very good to me, isn’t there anything I can do for you? Surely there’s something I’ve got that you’d like?”

That was surely as far as any girl could go short of raping a guy. It had the advantage of giving the man, or in this case men, the opportunity to take the final step or let it pass, and neither party had to feel humiliated.

I felt my breathing becoming laboured and knew that this was moving my breasts rapidly and my nipples were standing out long and hard. If anything is a dead giveaway to the male that the female is ready and willing, this was it.

I was now in no doubt that I wanted the experience with them. I was desperate for what I hoped would be a wonderful coupling with four healthy young men. 

They had not responded so I risked the possibility of rejection and humiliation and plunged in deeper.

“I’ve got something I’d like to give you guys.” I touched my vagina with my hand. 




Camping



There was a long pause as they looked at each other. It seemed that it was now they who did not known how to proceed. It ended by three of them looking at Andrew who seemed to be the leading personality of the group.

“Sarah,” he said quietly, “Do you realise what you’re saying?”

“Yes,” I replied.

He took the plunge and asked, “You mean you want us to have sex with you?”

I suddenly recalled something I’d heard about another culture and saving someone’s life, so I said, “In some countries if you save a person’s life, then their life belongs to the rescuer until the debt is paid. I’d like to pay my debt.”

In any other circumstance this might have been passed off as a humorous remark, but not in the present context.

Andrew asked carefully, “With all four of us?”

“If all four of you want me.”

“You’re sure, Sarah, really sure?”

“Quite sure.”

The blankets I had slept on were still lying there. I took off my bathers and lay down, spreading my legs for them. I didn’t need or particularly want any foreplay; I was by then completely ready for penetration and too sexually hungry to be kept waiting for it.

Andrew, as the leader was the first. He came over me and I guided his penis to my entrance. Still he hesitated.

“Are you sure of this?” he asked gently.

“Come into me, Andrew,” I whispered, and moved so as to get his shaft just inside my vagina. That was enough. There was no more hesitancy and with a groan he plunged into me.

It did not take long and as he unloaded into me I held him close. “He hasn’t had a woman for some time,” I thought.

The other three followed, each demonstrating their lack of recent sexual contact. When they had finished they took me down to the river and washed out their sperm from my overflowing vagina, then washed their own sex organs.

I had not had an orgasm, but I had been delighted with the experience of their penetrations, and that for the moment seemed enough. I had at least fulfilled one if not both of my fantasies.

When the washing was over I said, “Would you take me back to my camp now, Andrew?”

“Of course,” he replied.

We went back to where I had left my bathers. I put them on and said to the other three, “Goodbye, and thank you.” They each came to me, said goodbye and kissed me.

I went to the canoe with Andrew and after pushing it into the water he helped me in and then got in himself. He turned upstream and we slowly left the sandbar. The three boys were standing watching us disappear and as we passed round a bend I gave them a last wave.

Andrew paddled in silence until we got to the camp. The canoe grounded and with me still in it he got out into the shallow water and pulled it up on to the bank.

I stepped out and went to him, and putting my arms round him I kissed him and said, “Thank you again, Andrew.”

He smiled and said, “The debt is paid.”

“Sometimes, a gift can be given without thought of debts owing,” I replied. “Come to the tent with me.”

I took his hand and drew him into the tent. He was only wearing shorts, so I undid them and they fell to the ground. I then took off my bathers.

“Make love with me,” I said, and lay down on the double air mattress. 

He stood looking at me for a moment, his eyes taking in my body.

“My God you’re lovely,” he said. “If only we had met before…”

“It’s just this once, Andrew,” I said, “so let’s enjoy each other while we can.”

He lay beside me and began kissing me, at first very softly but with increasing fervour until our tongues were battling for entrance into each other’s mouths.

I felt his hand on my breast stroking and caressing. He was a very sensitive lover, tender and caring. As he bent to suckle my nipples I lay back holding his head to me, ecstatic as I felt him gradually draw nearly half my breast into his mouth as he sucked and licked.

Still retaining my breast his hand sought and found my vagina. His finger first ran along the outer lips, then penetrated though my inner lips to my vaginal tunnel. I think I felt three fingers slipping in and out of me, and I began to give little whimpers of delight.

I let this penetration go on for some time, and then took his hand and guided one of his fingers to my clitoris. “Touch me there,” I begged.

I felt his finger softly circling my little nub of pleasure, and I think I must have gone out into space for a while. He had returned to kissing me and bringing my self down to earth again I felt for his penis. It was long and very hard.

I began to flip his foreskin over the crown of his shaft. He groaned and dropped back on the mattress. I pleasured him until I felt his orgasm was near. I stopped and sitting astride him but facing down his body lowered my vagina to his mouth.

I was almost frantic by now. He licked and sucked me, his face becoming saturated with my discharge of lubricant. I leaned forward and took his penis into my mouth and began gently nibbling on the crown, then taking in more and more of his length.

We were both right on the edge of orgasm, and I was determined to have his semen inside me, so I pulled away, turned to face him and lowered myself on to him.

As he slipped into me he gave another groan and I whimpered with pleasure. We moved together, but it could not be for long; we were both too far gone to hold back.

I felt the increasing urgency of his movement and at the same time released the orgasm I had been suppressing, and as he burst into me I screamed and then we were lunging together, each striving to get his shaft in to the greatest possible depth.

As my climax came I broke out into sobs of joy, feeling his warm sperm pumping into me. He seized my hips, made one final thrust into me, holding me tight to him, and then began to relax.

Still keeping him in me I continued moving to let the aftershocks of my orgasm gradually dissipate. When the last quiver of delight had passed away, I drooped over him. I felt utterly at peace. 

I had experienced four men’s penetration, and now I had enjoyed a wonderful sexual experience with one man. My fantasies had been realised exquisitely in the realm of reality.

At last I pulled away from him and lay beside him as we both recovered from our coupling. I smiled to myself and thought, “I hope he liked my free gift.”

As if reading my thoughts Andrew said, “You were superb, Sarah.”

I replied mildly, “Thank you, Andrew, but now you must go.”

He started to protest but I cut him short.

I knew that if we lingered together much longer it would become increasingly hard to part. My guess was we could have spent the day making love, but if we did, I might want him the next day and the next. But Andrew’s companions were waiting for him and I had a husband who would be returning.

“Please go now, Andrew.”

We went back to the canoe. I helped him walk it out into the water and before he got in he said, “Perhaps another time?”

“No, Andrew,” I said firmly. “It’s been beautiful, but it ends now.”

He got into the canoe and paddled away. I watched him as he disappeared round the bend in the river. When I could see him no more I turned back to the tent, crying a little. My little fantasies had become excitingly true, but I knew I would never be able to, or want to, try and repeat the events. That brief chapter in my life was closed, or so I thought.

Josh returned full of sexual verve. On the day of his return he took me three times. He continued to be ardent for the rest of our vacation and I was glad of it. It took my mind away from what had been.

Three weeks after our camping holiday I got the first intimations that I was pregnant; soon after the doctor confirmed this, and Josh was beside himself with joy. 

I was perhaps a little less enthusiastic. In my copulating with Andrew and the other three I had given no thought as to what might be the outcome. I suppose I had not considered that I was no longer on the pill. I now wished that my pregnancy had not occurred so soon after our vacation so I could have been sure that Josh was the father.

When Ann was born everything was okay; I mean, she looked like me as much as babies can look like anyone when they are tiny, and she had my eye colouring, brown. There was only one anomaly, her hair was fair. Neither Josh nor I have fair hair.

When Josh noticed this I said that often babies are born with a hair colour that changed later. I’m not sure I believed it, but I hoped.

Twelve months on and Ann’s hair was till fair. Josh began to go through his and my family, trying to recall whether any of them had fair hair. He drew a blank.

Having no reason to suspect that I had been entertaining anyone, sexually or otherwise during that vacation, he simply went on for a while puzzling about the matter until he finally gave up and forgot about it.

I still live in the hope that Ann’s hair will change colour one day.

We are back at our river camp site as I write. I look out at the river I wonder if one day…but no, that’s over.

Andrew had fair hair!



Camping



The trip to the coast was magic, along one of the worlds greatest roads, wide sweeping turns, sitting just above the waves breaking across the black, worn rocks. The sunshine sparkles across the crest of the swell as we sped towards our destination. We were heading for a tiny little town where I had spent the summers of my adolescence. It truly is beautiful down here, the fresh coastal air, the lush foliage of the forests and the steep mountains that extend over the sharp cliffs bordering the ocean.

My girl is in the seat beside me, her hand on my thigh. Her hand plays across my pants causing me to become a little distracted. We are both smoking, windows down with the radio on. I turn and smile as we breach a corner and see the general store that marks our destination. I pull into the caravan park where we are staying, jump out and quickly organize our site. Being an early winter weekend the place is empty, just a few tents and caravans spread over the wide area. It is as I had planned, we can setup my little tent with no one within 500 metres in any direction. We find a spot by the willows on the edge of the creek, and after a passionate kiss we set about creating our campsite. We don't need much, no food, no lighting, having planned on spending a little time at the pub which overlooks the little bay. 

We walk along the beach, playing in the sand amongst the rocks, talking and laughing. At some stage she splashes me with water, I chase her up the beach and pull her into the water. We giggle hysterically as it turns into a water fight. We are both drenched and sandy by the end. Although it is nearly winter we are lucky and the sun beats down warming us. She pouts as she tries to flick the sand off her top. I don't think she knows how sexy she looks like that, damp, sandy and pouty. In a perfect world I would kiss her, hug her and take her on the beach, rolling in the warm sand. Unfortunately there are people around, and I am temporarily thwarted.

When we arrive at the pub we order wine and food and find a table on the balcony. The sun is setting and the ocean is spectacular, a truly romantic view for a romantic dinner. We eat, drink and talk, gazing into each other's eyes. Our conversation turns a little raunchy as we sip at the wine. I move my legs under the table so that they brush against hers, feeling her skin against mine. She nudges me back with a glint in her eye. We sit without talking just enjoying the moment. As we run out of wine I go to the bar and return with another bottle. I sit on the seat beside her and fill her glass, putting my arm across her shoulders. She leans into me and rests her head on my shoulder, her brown hair nestling on my neck. Her hand drops under the table and onto my leg and gently strokes up and down my thigh. We don't speak, but I begin to feel the tension building as her soft hand runs further up my leg. I am surprised as it crosses my crotch, but my body reacts, my penis stiffening slightly at the touch. I hear her giggle at little at my reaction. She turns her head and kisses me lightly on the lips, her tongue just flicking against my half opened mouth. I can sense her urgency, her breath is slightly ragged as she kisses me again. I kiss her back, sliding my tongue into her mouth and in reward she gives my cock a squeeze as it stiffens in her hand. I pull her around so that she is facing me and our kiss takes my breath away. With my eyes closed I can still see her beautiful face in my mind and placing my hand behind her neck I hold her tightly. She moves her hands up to my face and strokes the sides of my cheeks. At this point I am hard, and pretty much hers to enjoy.

'Let's go' she whispers pulling from my face.

We stand and I adjust myself, hoping that my erection isn't too obvious. Looking out across the water with my arm around her I realise that the sun has set and the ocean is only just visible through the clear air. We leave the pub and wander hand in hand down the hill towards our tent. As we walk through the empty grounds, I plan a little ahead. I have a couple of pre-rolled joints, a gram of unrolled pot, some tally-ho and the night ahead of me as a canvas. Reaching our tent I grab my weed, lock my car and find her sitting in the tent, shoes off and smiling broadly. She moves back into the tent as I bend, remove my shoes and climb into the tent. We have a bed setup, a lilo with a warm doona covering the soft material. I zip the door but open a second door at the back which has the fly as a shield from the outside world. As we lie on the bed facing each other I am nearly overcome with desire. A light, 50 metres up the road from us, just illuminates her eyes, sparkling off them. I pull her close to me arms around her back so that her body is pressed against mine. Still gazing at her face I kiss her on the lips, the nose, her forehead, her cheeks and feel her breath against mine. We hold each other close, enjoying the body heat for a moment. Sitting up I pull out a spliff and wink at her as she lies there head on her arm. I spark up and draw back feeling that musty smoke enter my lungs. I exhale and pass the joint across. The drug hits my brain and everything becomes a little softer, a little more relaxed. I lie back down beside her face close to hers as she exhales, I open my mouth and she breathes deep into my mouth. With our breath mingling I place my hand against her left breast feeling her heart beat under her singlet top. She places the joint against my lips and I draw again. The next few minutes are consumed by our smoking, lying close to each other and enjoying the feeling of relaxation. We can take our time, the night is young and we have nothing planned for the following day. 

When the spliff is finished I reach out and stub it out on the grass outside the tent. As I lay back down, we giggle, silly high and loving it! I interrupt her giggling by kissing her hard on the mouth, feeling her stifled laughter. She is soon too distracted to laugh as we kiss and kiss, our hands roaming across each others back. With her body against mine I begin to stiffen again, and push my hips against hers so that she can feel me hard against her groin. She moves her hips as if dancing to a beat, rubbing herself against my hard penis. I slide a hand under her top and stroke across her stomach, upwards until I find her bathers that cover her breasts. As we grind against each other my fingers locate her nipple, over her bra, and play with it gently. She gasps slightly through our kiss and runs her hand through my hair. I pull my hand back and tug gently at her top, indicating that I would like it removed. She raises herself on her elbow and with a practiced sweep she pulls the top over her head. I aid her by pulling it off fully and throw it to the side. I can just make out her breasts. They are full and smooth, a gentle curve that swells my dick further. I push her onto her back and kiss her neck and throat, moving down slowly, licking the skin. Her chest is heaving by the time I reach her breasts. Taking great care I pull the strap across her shoulder and reveal her right breast, her nipple erect in the coolish air. I flick my tongue over it before sucking it shallowly into my mouth. My hand roams across to the other and I pinch it, starting softly but with more and more pressure. 

'Fuck that feels good' she moans.

She reaches over my shoulder and pulls my shirt up, revealing my back. Then it's off and she can stroke the hairs on my chest, her fingers roaming across me and playing with my nipples. It is my turn to gasp. I run my hand down her stomach, past her navel and under her skirt, which is loose enough for my hand to travel downwards easily. I place my hand against her pussy, through her knickers. My mouth is still sucking her tit harder this time. My hand cups her vagina, fingers on the material that covers her lips. I can feel the warmth oozing out of her. She pulls my head back up and kisses me, with greater abandon than before. Our tongues melt against each other, softly probing the moist regions of our mouths. 

I allow my fingers to slide under her knickers and I can feel her bare cunt for the first time. I slide down across her pubic hair, avoiding her clit and down to her labia. She is fully wet, and my finger slides easily into her. She bucks slightly as I enter her, stroking her silky insides. After probing her gently for a moment I am stalled as she sits up, moving from my kiss. Raising herself off the bed she slides out of her skirt and knickers. Her aroma fills the small tent and my head. Suddenly I can think only of sliding into her, filling her up. Taking her cue I unzip my pants and slide out of them, my boxers following quickly. My hard cock pulses in the open air. Her hand, guided by instinct and the little light there is, finds it and grips it tightly. Her thumb plays against the wet tip, moistened by pre-come. We are shaking with anticipation as I roll over onto her body. We are face to face, chest to chest and groin to groin. Resisting, temporarily the temptation to slide into her I grind my hips against her, feeling the head of my cock slide against her hard clit. I slide up and down a fraction, each downward phase a little closer to her open vagina. When the head finally brushes her hole we are both ready. 

We kiss open mouthed as I press into her, my 6 and a half inch dick filling her. The first stroke lasts only a second or two, but in my love intoxicated and slightly stoned mind it feels like an eternity. Time seems to slow as we join, my dick pulsing and her internal muscles squeezing and releasing as we begin to fuck. Her heat and her moisture flows around my penis. Suddenly time flows again and we nearly tear each other apart. The sexual tension, building all evening is released in a violent, passionate frenzy. I thrust and thrust and feel her spread her legs wide, willing me to penetrate her as deeply as possible. Our tongues do not part, lips against lips as we moan and writhe. She moves her legs upwards, with me still inside so that her cunt is in perfect position for my dick to fill her. Her fingernails rake my back which urges me on. I can feel every muscle in her tight pussy, each gripping and releasing with each thrust of our hips. We are both gasping, passion fully overcoming our consciousness so that we are aware only of each other and the growing excitement in our bodies. Her tongue fully enters my mouth and as it flicks against mine I feel myself explode, animal grunts escape our mouths. The tension in my body hits desperation point, and suddenly I peak, thrusting without thought as her cunt milks my dick. My mind is devoid of any human thought as ecstasy flows through my body, from my toes, up my legs, and down from my face, across my chest and focuses in my groin. My juices jet into her, filling her with warmth and love.

When I finally regain some control of my body, I find myself lying on her, my dick still hard and twitching inside her, our stomachs melded with intermingled sweat. Her chest is heaving as much as mine as she grips me tightly with her arms. I open my eyes and still kissing her softly gaze into her eyes, mere centimetres from mine. I can see her love beaming out and filling me. She rolls from under me, managing to keep me inside her so that we face each other again.

'Ah fuck Al' I gasp. "Oh my fucking god – I love you'.

'Did you like that?' she asks, flexing her pelvic muscles so that they grip my cock hard.

I can only nod.

After we have gather ourselves we lie spoon like, my cock against her arse and chest against her back. My arm wraps around her, under her armpit and rests on her left breast, fingers around her nipple squeezing gently. We light another joint, and as we smoke we giggle about how amazing that just was. I struggle to articulate how amazing it was, but my cock tells the story, swelling again against her arse cheeks. I spread her cheeks a little so that my erection is gripped by them, and lubricated by our come I can easily slide up and down. I allow my fingers to roam down to her pussy. I am amazed by how wet she is, my come flowing from her cunt and mixed with her secretions provide the perfect lube for my index finger that finds her clit. We are both nearly fully aroused again as I rub her gently, around, over and against her little button. Her hand moves down and rests against mine so that she can control the speed and action. I can hear her breathing deepen as I deftly stroke her. I thrust up and down her arse crack with more intensity, feeling the head press slightly against her anus. I let it lie there for a moment to allow her imagination to take over, but push my cock further down and slide into her, still with my arm around her. I can enjoy her body heat, and the tightness of her, gloved around my cock, without the all-consuming passion I had felt earlier. Leaving her hand on her cunt I move up and play with her breasts as she masturbates. I kiss the back of her neck as I feel her tighten and tighten as she approaches that plateau of energy. I don't thrust hard, just move slightly in and out, allowing her to concentrate on my fingers pinching her nipples and also on her fingers pressing in the right places. I moan as she moans, our bodies are in perfect sync, I can nearly feel her orgasm rising. I am able to control myself, having just come so there is no question about me spoiling the show. Suddenly she goes into overdrive, her fingers working her clitoris speed up and her hips thrust harder against mine, pushing down so that I fill her hard from behind. It is her turn to moan uncontrollably as her body shakes. Just as it appears that she is peaking I move my mouth across to hers and she turns, open mouthed with a gasp and I kiss her wildly, hands playing on her breasts. This is enough, she stops rubbing and for a moment her body stiffens but is still. Then the orgasm flies across her skin and her cunt muscles spasm on my cock, fully engulfed in her. With such energy flowing through her, my cock pulses itself, a mini-orgasm sweeps through me.

She lies there, in my arms, for a few minutes, we are nearly dozing, my cock still in her and my hand still on her breast. Then she rolls over, my cock is released from her grip and she kisses me. We relax into a loving hug, both of us content on feeling each other so close that our hearts beat in time.

The rest of the night is consumed by cigarettes, silly talk and sex. Throughout the night we make love in every conceivable position. She rides me, her legs spread wide apart, and fingering herself; I fuck her doggy style, deep thrusts into her loosened pussy, my index finger deep in her arse. I eat her out slowly, licking her clit, sucking her hole and flicking my tongue across her arse; covering my face with her juices and my come which she licks off my face after her quavering orgasm. We doze together arms around each other. There are times that I feel like I am asleep but still am conscious enough to gently thrust into her. I'm sure she sleeps as I enter her, but then she wakes to kiss me or to suck my nipples. Once, after I am nearly fully asleep I feel her mouth swallow my soft cock, sucking it into fully erection again. I am barely able to murmur that I love her, and when I finally come, a warm soft orgasm I can only just feel the come leave my body to be swallowed by her sweet mouth.

It is first light that we finally fall properly to sleep, under the doona with arms around each other, her leg across mine and our faces brushing each other.



Camping



We had gone camping with our friends Gordon and Peggy. The first night, before we went to bed, in out separate tents, Gordon had told me that I should not be worried if I heard movements from them in the middle of the night as he and Peggy had formed a liking for having sex in the open air. They often indulged themselves on camping trips like these, he said. So I wasn't surprised when I heard rustlings and whispers an hour or so after we had retired. 

Louise and I got up and followed them. He was wearing shorts and she had on a billowy nightdress, through which the moon light showed her ample body. Down by the lake we could make out their dim outlines as Gordon pulled the shadow of his wife's nightdress over her head. Her full tits shone in the pale light and we could see the erect dark points of her nipples. She pulled down Gordon's shorts and his shaft stood clearly out from his body. Louise sucked her breath in at the length of his cock. The moon bathed his long rigid cock with its pale light as Peggy moved away and then down and the silhouette of her head merged with that of his erection as she took it into her mouth. She sucked for a while, with Gordon bending his knees to thrust upwards into her mouth. She slipped the long tool from her mouth and straightened up as Gordon took is turn at her breast and then at her groin. She bent her knees to allow him full access to her cunt while her hands played and tugged at her nipples. At last she laid down in front of Gordon. We could just see her bended knees as Gordon knelt between them and then their twin shadows merged with the tufted grass and we could see nothing more.

My own cock was hard and Louise was holding it, just giving it some slow strokes. My hand was caressing her pubic mound, my fingers feeling her increasing dampness. She now led me back to our tent. We plunged right away into fucking. As soon as we were inside Louise was on her back. She opened her legs, run a finger up the line of her cunt and just whispered "come on!" I parted her lips and buried my stiff rod in her warm channel. She groaned with pleasure as she felt her cunt walls stroked by my eager prick. I only managed a few strokes before I felt a climax coming on. I pumped a load of spunk into her, but remained hard and in a minute or so I was again pushing into her warm canal. I worked her cunt, varying my pace and depth of penetration, the way she likes until her hips bucked and she gave out her cries of joy as her orgasm hit.

It was a slow day in the camp the next day. I think I caught Gordon's eye once or twice, but there was no overt mention of the previous night's activity.

In the evening our wives coaxed us to go for a walk after dinner. Curiously they both wore longish dresses. I could tell that Louise didn't have her bra on by the beautiful way her breasts swayed under the fabric. We walked round the lake a little and then at a small clearing the women looked at each other, nodded and then moved so they were standing together. In one swift motion, they simultaneously pulled off their dresses and stood completely nude in front of us. We men just stood there, completely nonplussed. 

My wife looks fabulous in the nude. Her full breasts, tipped with dark red nipples, always invite my eyes and lips. She trims rather than shaves her pussy so she has a desirable strip of black at her groin. Peggy I hadn't seen naked before. Her tits were smaller than Louise's and her nipples were less highly coloured, but as they hardened in the night air I could see that they would be longer and I wondered how they would taste. Her slim waist led to her pussy covered with blonde hair.

The women turned and walked into the water of the lake. We could do nothing else but strip and follow, After that it was chasing one another in the water, feeling the wet and weighty tits of the nymphs, allowing their hands to find our cocks and then coming out onto the bank and coupling first with his wife and then with my own wife and then watching the women suck each other's breasts and finger their cunts and the unexpected feel of his hand and mouth on my prick and the new sensation of having his cock between my lips, hard and urgent melting in flow of salty sperm. 

Rolling to the side to watch that same cock, so recently in my mouth, now being sucked back to hardness by my wife's mouth. Peggy takes my cock now and strokes it until it rises and then she engulfs it with her mouth.

Then again the open legs leading to that blonde cunt and long nipples to suck and a familiar hand on my back, massaging my anus and a finger inside to urge me onto a shattering climax leaving me panting, looking at the stars.



Camping



It's been a lovely day, our first camping trip together. We had been invited by a group of people we knew socially, but not well. It was rather strange that morning, being introduced as your "girlfriend" when we both knew that I was something else entirely. The day was spent hiking and canoeing, just enjoying the cool Fall air and the colors of the turning leaves. That evening, we sit around the large campfire, passing around a bottle of wine and enjoying conversation and some silly campfire songs. It gets very dark and after a while you stand and hold out your hand to me. My hand slips into yours and you lead me away from the fire, into the darkness. You take me about 20 to 30 feet away from the fire, to one of those concrete picnic tables the Park Service so thoughtfully provides. We stop and you stand looking down at me. My eyes meet yours and then drop, because I am instantly aware of what you want and a warm flush rushes over me. My eyes flash back to the fire and our friends there, but you gently turn my face back to yours.

I remove the woolen scarf I have worn all day and underneath you see that I have worn your collar. You are pleased and your finger hooks under the collar as you draw me close for a kiss. Your mouth is warm on mine and you kiss me in that special way you have - slow and sensuous, but leaving no doubt in my mind that I belong to you. The kiss lasts for a long time and I am aroused and wet by the time you end it. You step back from me a little and say, "Strip." Once again, I look toward the fire, wondering if we can be seen, but you turn my face back to yours and say "Only me, pet." I remove my clothing under your gaze until I am wearing nothing but a pair of heavy woolen socks. You pull me in again for a long, slow kiss and I enjoy the way your warm hands slide down to cup my ass cheeks. Boldly, I slide my hand over the front your jeans and encounter the bulge and hardness of your cock. The cool night air has made my nipples stiffly erect and I moan into your mouth as your hands cover them and your answering pinch causes me to gasp. "You must be quiet little pet, unless you truly want an audience."

You turn me to face the picnic table, bending down to retrieve my jacket and placing it on the bench of the table. "Kneel up, pet." I place my knees on the bench, spread wide, and you take your own jacket off and put in on the table top, protecting my breasts from the concrete as you bend me forward over the table.

"Tell me what you want, pet."

The sounds of conversation around the fire fade away entirely for me as a wave of desire breaks over me. "Please Sir, please......." 

"Tell me want you need, pet"

"My pussy has been aching for you all day. I want to feel you stretching me open and filling me up all the way. I want to feel you pound into me until I have to come. Fuck me, Sir, take me, remind me of what I am to you."

You move up close behind me and I hear the sounds of your belt buckle and then the zipper of your jeans. You lean over me and I can feel your chest, warm against my back, where you have unbuttoned your flannel shirt. The hardness of your cock slides between my legs and it's everything I can do not to scream in pleasure. You rub yourself in my wetness for a minute and then I feel the blunt head of your cock against my opening. I want to thrust myself hard back onto your shaft, but your hands control my hips and you enter me slowly, so slowly, and I feel every inch as you sink into me. You press in all the way and I feel that delicious almost pain as the head of your cock comes to the end of my dripping cunt. You hold me still in that position, until I am almost wild with frustration, pushing myself back into you and then attempting to pull away, anything to get the movement that I need so desperately. Holding my hips still with your large hands, you pull out almost all the way, until just the head of your cock remains inside me. Then, you thrust forward hard, causing me to give a half muffled scream of pleasure as you fuck me, setting up a hard fast rhythm, thrusting in deeply each time. 

You pull me up from the table until my back meets your chest and your hands go to my breasts, rolling my hard nipples between your fingers, applying an almost painful pressure that only adds to the sensation I am feeling between my legs. There is a heavy warmth in my lower belly now and I know that I will come soon, although I would like this to last for hours. You seem to know this as well, for you gently push me back to the table and then begin to pound into me again. "Touch yourself pet, I want to feel you come for me." you say. My hand flies to my clit and I rub it hard, feeling it stiffen and swell under my touch. Finally, the pulsing wave of my orgasm begins in my clit but then spreads, causing the inner walls of my pussy to contact around your hard shaft. You continue to fuck me and it feels like my orgasm goes on and on. You thrust hard into me and I feel your cock swell and then pulse as you come inside me, filling me to overflowing. 

You lay against my back for a minute or so, letting me feel some of your weight and your warmth, but then finally stand as your cock slips out of me. You retrieve a bandanna from your back pocket and do a cursory clean up, pulling your jeans back up and buttoning your shirt. My panties are too damp to wear so I use them to clean myself and then toss them into the nearby trash can. Finally, clothing restored, we head back toward the fire, your arm about me, stopping every few steps for a gentle kiss.. You sit and place me on the ground between your feet, where I rest contentedly, my head cushioned on your thigh. One of your hands rests on the back of my neck and, as I reach up to touch it, I notice that I have forgotten to put on the scarf I had been wearing all day so my collar is fully exposed to view. There is an instant of panic, but I then realize that I don't care what anyone thinks. This is my place, well fucked, wearing your collar, sitting at your feet, and I could ask for nothing that would please me more. I relax against you once again and have to smile as you lean down and whisper, "I hope that they are heavy sleepers pet. Otherwise, the "wildlife" may just keep them awake all night!"

The next morning, you rise early, but allow me the luxury of staying in our warm bed to sleep a little more. I can hear you tending the fire and soon I can smell coffee brewing. I am drifting back to sleep when I hear you greet someone and there is soon a low rumble of male conversation by the fire. Two of your new friends noticed the collar I wear last night and apparently are curious to know about it and to find out exactly what our relationship is. You explain briefly and one of the men tells you that he had heard about "that kind of thing" but had never met someone who actually owned a human pet. More questions follow, but I am too warm and sleepy to stay awake.

I awaken an hour or so later when you come back to our tent. I greet you and you kiss my forehead and then slip your hands under my blankets to caress my warm breasts. Your fireside conversation has aroused you, because I can clearly see the bulging hardness in your jeans. 

"Master, may I taste you this morning?"

You nod your assent and I rise to my knees, pressing my mouth to your denim covered hardness, sending my warm breath through the fabric to your cock. You are so hard I can trace the entire length of your shaft under your jeans. I continue to rub and nibble over your cock until you groan and your hands go to your zipper. 

"Please let me, Sir."

I slowly lower your zipper, revealing your cock under your briefs and repeat my treatment, mouthing you and rubbing you through the fabric until you can't take any more. You pull my head away and command, "No more playing, pet!". I want this last day away from home to be perfect, so I take your hardness into my mouth and concentrate on your pleasure, until you come with a muffled groan, both of your hands fisted in my hair. 

You tell me to get dressed and then come have some breakfast. As we eat, I notice that two of the men are watching me closely and I imagine that these are the two from your campfire conversation. For some reason, I want them to know how happy I am to be your pet, so I draw closer to you, rubbing my breasts against your arm and kissing your shoulder softly. My forward behavior causes you to look down at me and you catch the direction of my glance, noting your two friends watching us intently.

"Go to the tent pet and pull your pants and underwear down." I go quickly, wondering if I am to be punished for my indiscretion. When you come in, I am kneeling, nude from the waist to my knees. 

"Hands and knees, pet... I am pleased that you are happy to be with me and I am going to reward you for that now. But, I also want to remind you to keep your attention on me alone." I feel a slick pressure on my cunt as you slip something inside of me. You then pull my underwear up all the way while I am still on my knees. "Stand up pet and pull your jeans back up now. I want you to keep that in place for me until I remove it. If you need to take it out for any reason, you must ask my permission."

"I understand, Master." I really didn't, because I hadn't a clue what you had placed inside me until you activated the small remote control you held in your hand. The device inside me began to vibrate strongly, hitting my G-spot and causing me to jump and gasp in delight! For the next several hours, you intermittently switched the device on, causing me to stay aroused and to come several times, but also occasionally causing me to squirm and squeal in surprise, much to your amusement! We had planned a hike for later that afternoon so you finally did remove the egg from my pussy, but by that time, I was so sensitive and aroused that I came hard just from the pressure of your hand on my clit.

Our hike started beautifully and we enjoyed the gorgeous Fall foliage as well the company of your friends. After a while however, I really had to go to the bathroom!

"Don't go far off the trail, pet. We'll go on ahead a little and you can catch up with us, OK?" 

I went about 20 feet off the trail and took care of business, but noticed a very large tree a distance away. I was intrigued and went to take a quick look. It was really marvelous, huge and old, but shortened, where it had been struck by lightening in the past. I walked around it several times, trying to estimate how big it was but then tripped on a root or vine and fell pretty hard. When I made it back to my feet I realized, much to my dismay, that I had no idea how to get back to the trail. I knew that it would be stupid to wander around, so I sat down to wait until you came back to find me.

I heard your voice finally and called out to you until I was finally in your arms again. I was shaking as you embraced me, happy to be found, but also very, very aware that you were angry with me for disobeying your instructions. Your two friends had come back with you to help you look for me and they stood a short distance away, waiting to see what would happen next. You led me over to a fallen tree trunk that just happened to be a little below waist height. 

"Drop your jeans and panties, pet. Do it now." 

The tone of your voice told me that you would not stand for any argument, so I quickly complied, although I was acutely aware of the presence of your friends. 

"Bend over the trunk, pet."

I did this, my bare bottom in the air, fearfully awaiting what would come next. I didn't have to wait long, until there was a swishing sound behind me and the switch you had cut connected with my bare ass, leaving a stripe of fire behind it. I couldn't help it as my hands flew behind me to cover my ass. Despite your order to move my hands, I could not, and I soon found them imprisoned by those of your friends, one on each side, and they held me tight as you administered my punishment. It lasted only for a dozen strokes but I was sobbing by the time you were done, more from sorrow at disappointing you than from the actual pain I think. When it was over, I knelt at your feet and apologized for my disobedience, thanking you for disciplining me.

"We will address this further at home, but it's all over now. Let's go back to camp and let you rest a bit. I've decided to stay one more evening and we will go home in the morning."

The rest of the afternoon was quiet and uneventful. Most of our new acquaintances headed back to the city that evening, leaving the two of us and your two new friends to stay another night. The look in your eyes makes me think that you have something in mind for the evening, so I am not surprised when you ask, "Up for some fun and games pet?"

You lead me to the camp fire, where some foam sleeping mats had been laid out and then covered with a blanket. You position me in the center and then have me strip. The warmth of the fire feels delicious on my skin and I turn several times to feel it on all sides. There is a look of frank appreciation on your face when I turn back to you and I boldly hold out my hand in invitation. You take my hand, but the next thing I feel is a leather cuff being buckled into place on my wrist. The other hand receives the same treatment and you then order me to my knees. "Hold your hair up, pet." I do this and you fasten a wide leather collar around my neck over my every day collar, and then attached the wrist cuffs to hooks on each side. On my knees, my hands confined by the snap hooks, my arousal begins to grow and I know that you have something very special in mind for me tonight. A soft leather blindfold appears from your pocket and is placed over my eyes as you kneel beside me.

"These are the rules tonight, pet. You will give and receive much pleasure. You will not see who you are serving and you may not use your hands. We will not speak to you and you must remain silent except for sounds of pleasure. Each of us will use you several times. I want you to see if you can tell who is using your sweet mouth, your pussy or your ass."

You leave me kneeling by the fire and my anticipation grows as I wonder what is to come. I feel strong hands on my shoulders and am pulled back against a broad chest as hands roam over my body. My mind is busily trying to gauge the height of the man behind me, when I am brought back into the moment by pinches to both nipples and a light smack on my ass. The next several hours are a whirl of sensation for me, being taken in every possible way. Oddly, although it is intensely pleasurable, I do not come. 

I once again find myself alone, kneeling beside the fire, feeling the warmth on my back. I become aware of another presence and someone kneels in front of me and gathers my body gently into his arms. For the first time that evening, I feel lips on mine, in a gentle kiss, that soon becomes deeper and more intense and I know that my last partner of the evening will be you, my Master. You slowly bring my arousal to fever pitch and I am soon moaning under your mouth, your touch on my body. 

"You have pleased me very much this evening, my pet and I would like to give you something very special, something I think you will like very much." You draw me down to the mats and lay flat on your back, positioning me over your rigid cock. I feel you at my entrance and sink down on your shaft slowly, savoring the feeling of being filled so completely. You reach up and release my hands so that I can balance and then gently encourage me to move on your cock, using it as I need to, to satisfy my need. I am on the brink of orgasm when your hands on my hips still my movement and I think that my frustration must show on my face.

"Wait a little pet, this will get even better."

You have me lean forward a little bit and my cheek encounters another hard cock, just at the level of my mouth. I take it eagerly into my mouth and begin to suck it as you move beneath me, thrusting up into my grasping warmth as I enjoy the taste and feel of the dick in my mouth. Once more, I am on the brink of orgasm when all movement stops. You have me lean forward a little farther and I feel a slicked hand over my ass and fingers delving into my tight pucker, soon followed by the head of a large cock. The idea that I am being penetrated in every possible way causes me to flush hotly and a huge orgasm rips through me as the anal penetration is completed. The three of you then take control of my body, fucking me so completely that I come hard two more times before you find your own release.

I am shaking with the intensity of my emotions and the aftershocks of orgasm and you gather me into your arms and take me back to our tent, holding me until I am able to get control of myself.

"Are you alright now, pet?"

"Yes Master, much better than alright... Thank you for such a wonderful gift. I think that memories of our first camping trip will provide much pleasure for quite a while to come!"

You laugh and hug me tightly, placing small kisses on my face and saying, "This is only the beginning for us my pet, there is much, much more to come."



Camping



Paul's big shirt enveloped me as I snuggled up against him in front of the campfire. He gave me his shirt to put on over my one-piece swimsuit. We lived in our swimsuits that weekend, except at night when I, at least, would need extra warmth. The men seemed to keep warm through beer. Through deep breaths I inhaled Paul's spicy aftershave along with an exotic wisp of the tropics from the sun tan lotion on my companions and the carefree scent of beach sand and sea salt. I whimpered with a sigh as Paul's arms squeezed me.

The whole weekend went wonderfully. Thanks to some dainty wives who preferred the spa to camping ,I had three men waiting on me for two days. Paul, my husband, loved to camp and play in the sea. Our two friends, Jeff (a dark haired stout 5"8" machinist with strapping arms and impressive pecks) and Frank (a tall lanky fellow with blond hair, a pretty-boy smile, and a sharp sense of humor that helped him sell art) hosted our little camping excursion.

So it was that I, being the only woman in a group of three men, got treated like royalty all weekend. Paul's attentiveness always felt good, but it was also nice to be the object of attention of three men and to flirt harmlessly with trusted male friends over scrambled eggs or hot dogs. This last night of the weekend proved magical as we slipped out of our swimsuits and skinny dipped together in the lake. Afterward, a slight overdose of beer and roasted marshmallows gave our campfire a sparkling, almost mystical, quality. We glowed in each other's company as the flames of the campfire flickered across our bodies. 

My toes dug in the sand raking little lines, but utterly failing to create any sort of coherent design and getting sand trapped between my toes in the process. Jeff and Frank, both shirtless, well-tanned, and relaxed, enjoyed their beers while they poked the fire. Paul began to cup my breasts as he kissed my head. 

Paul leaned in and asked, "Do you want to go to bed?" I purred my positive response and we clumsily arose. "See you guys in the morning. We all have tomorrow off from work, but we still have to be able to get out of here by eleven, so don't stay up too late drinking beer."

"Who us?" Frank asked.

"Beer, what beer? I don't see any beer" Jeff joked before gulping down the remainder of his mug.

"Goodnight guys, thanks for a great weekend" I said with a smile. We strolled to our campsite next door where Paul opened the tent door and turned on one of those chemical lights that come in a green tube that you bend in half. Then he backed out of the tent and let me enter first. I pulled off the shirt he gave me and slid my swimsuit off before rolling over to my spot on the blanket. Paul closed the tent door and moved some gear around until our sleeping area was clear. Then he reclined on the blanket and removed his swimming trunks. 

Paul turned to face me so we could share a gentle kiss. His hand began to explore my body. My juices flowed faster as his hands found my nipples. His lips clamped down on my left nipple while I feathered his hair between my fingers. His hand began to play with me making me even wetter as my body prepared to take him. This otherwise glorious weekend had so far been sexless because of our guests. I wanted more than just a quickie. I wanted to feel my body parts pleased over and over. 

I pushed him flat on his back and let my hand travel down his body to make certain he was properly positioned before I slung my leg over him and backed myself up to his face. Grabbing his cock with both hands, I began to stroke his length as it expanded. His tongue touched me and I jumped. Then his hands gripped my ass while his lips met the moisture between my legs. I began to kiss the head of his cock while his tongue penetrated me. His saliva and my personal lubrication mixed in his mouth and inside me making me very wet. I could feel my pubic hair getting wet from the combination. My hips could still move even with him holding me in place, so I started to rub myself in little circles all over his face. By now, I wanted to feel him inside me, so I slurped up his dick into my mouth. He moaned into me as he continued to suck my clit creating a slight buzz through me that almost brought me to orgasm. My head bounced up and down over his member until I started to taste the salty cum flowing from his penis. I backed my head away and finished him off by pumping him with my hand. His cum coated my wrist and shot up into my hair. I climbed off him and turned around. He remained flat on the blankets, smiling triumphantly and breathing heavily. "That was wonderful" he whispered. I began to pull my swimsuit back on.

"Thanks, but I've got cum all over me. I'm going to the bathroom to wash off." I answered.

"OK, be careful" he advised.

"I will, sleep good" I responded as I exited the tent and zipped up the door. Luckily, the bathrooms weren't far and they were probably empty. I don't mind washing cum off of me, but it is a little embarrassing to do it in front of strangers. 

Once in the bathroom, I could see the cum stuck in my hair. My ocean blue swimsuit held my curvy features in place with a remarkably sensual sense of what it was to be a woman. I'd never grace the cover of a magazine that thinks size 4 women who are straight as a beanpole from their ribs to their ankles are the perfect expression of femininity, but what did I care. Paul loved me and our two male companions obviously appreciated my proportions. I wondered how and why things had gotten so weird that people adored featureless models while I combed the cum from my sable hair in a sink full of water. I gave up after realizing that I'd never understand how skewed tastes have become and washed off my hands. I combed my hair out and admired the healthy rose color in my cheeks. "I guess sex, sun, and beer are good for your skin" I told myself before heading back to camp. 

While passing by Jeff and Frank's campsite, "Hey Samantha, how's Paul?" Jeff called out to me. I walked over to the campfire and took up a seat on the log we used when roasting marshmallows.

"Tired, its been a long, but very good weekend, thanks guys for coming along" I replied. "Of course, I think the blowjob I just gave him might have taken a bit out of him too." Looking at their shocked expressions made me chuckle. I've always been very open about my sexuality and enjoyed shaking people out of their comfortably humdrum lives by being so graphically honest. "It didn't do much for me though, I had an Olympic size appetite and ended up with the short program when what I really wanted was the long program with a triple axle" I added, thinking myself clever for the figure skating reference, but then realizing that these two men know about as much about figure skating as they do about knitting.

"Well, let us know if we can help you out" Jeff laughed as he prodded the fire with a stick. 

"Yeah right", I replied. "You two guys flip a coin over who gets to do me and who doesn't or who gets to do me first while the other guy gets sloppy seconds and I'm supposed be some kind of an assembly line or a fast food counter." I could tell they were surprised. They were joking, but I acted like it was a serious offer. My adrenaline started pumping as wetness returned to me. This was getting exciting and I wondered how far I could take it. Paul will either freak out or laugh his head off when I tell him how much I screwed with their heads. "Either I get to do both of you at the same time or forget it. I need to get something out of it and I've never had two men at the same time before" I continued. It was true, I never had two men at the same time before, but that was hardly the point.

"You want both of us? At the same time?" asked Frank.

"Are you serious?" asked Jeff nearly spitting his beer through his nose.

"Sure" I answered, "but you guys will never go for it because it would require you to be in close proximity to another man's hard-on which, as you know, violates rule number 12 in the Manliness Guide to being a Man, even though you saw each other naked when we went skinny-dipping, but that was different because it was an athletic activity." I concluded with a smirk.

They looked at each other incredulously. Jeff took a big swing of his beer and looked at Frank, "I can do it, can you?" 

Uh-oh, I thought to my self. I hadn't counted on the male ego habit of challenging each other on a dare. What if they agreed to go ahead? Can I even back out now? The thought scared me, but also turned me on more than I was comfortable with. My breathing quickened as I waited for Frank's response. I was terrified that he would say yes, and yet I secretly yearned for it. Frank looked at me and flashed me his warm smile. His eyes roamed over me. I could feel his stare upon my breasts, my waist, my legs and other, more private places. He turned to face Jeff.

"Let's do it" he answered. My eyes opened wide as butterflies churned in my stomach. I stood up and went over to their tent, considering for a moment that I should just race back to my own tent. Opening the zipper door, I peered inside the darkness. 

"Is there a light?" I asked.

"Nope" Jeff replied, "you just got to feel your way around." His answer made me imagine what was about to happen. I crawled inside and figured out that there were two sleeping bags on the floor which I proceeded to unzip and lay out one on top of the other to form a large blanketed floor. Frank and Jeff entered the tent and remained at the entrance that they proceeded to zip up. I swallowed, took a deep breath, and pulled down the top of my suit with very shaky hands. I turned around and rolled on my back to pull my suit the rest of the way off. Flinging my suit to one side of the tent, I hopped backward until I lay at the center of the sleeping bags. I could hear them removing their shorts, but I couldn't see a thing. Even now I wondered if I should just tell them it was a joke when I felt a hand on my calf. The hand started to make its way up my leg when another hand landed on the knee of my other leg. The combined actions of the two hands pulled my legs apart. 

When the hand on my left thigh nearly reached my bikini line, I felt a set of lips kiss my cheek. A moment later, another set of lips touched on my right breast. Soon I was kissing one mouth while another mouth sucked my nipple. Four hands massaged and stimulated my skin all over. Now I wanted more.

The kiss slowly cascaded down my chin freeing my own mouth to moan. The tongue at my breast trickled down to my bellybutton. A hand spread my pussy open and rubbed my lips. A finger plunged into me from another direction, another hand. Two different hands worked me over until the tongue from my navel replaced one of them. A second finger entered me while one of the men rhythmically lapped at my sensitive pink folds. The other mouth pulled and teased my left nipple. One hand held my head while another explored my right breast. A final hand slid itself under my ass. I called out, "oh, please, somebody get inside me!"

The mouth at my left nipple left and I was rolled on my side. A hand held my head in place until I felt a penis rub against my face, brushing up against my cheek and making its way to my willing mouth. The end was soft and narrow. I opened my mouth to welcome it as it edged toward me. I took it into me as far as it would go, but it was longer than my mouth was deep. I got on my knees as the second mouth left my pussy. I could consume more of the lengthy shaft now, but still not all. I began to move my head to the same tempo I had used on Paul when I heard encouragement from above. I think it was Frank, but I wasn't sure. As I waited to hear the whisper again, several fingers started to rub my slit from behind. First one, then a second finger found their way inside me. A set of hands from in front of me wrapped around my sides and began to fondle my swinging breasts. I started to roll my hips to meet the hand in my pussy and bob my head to please the cock in my mouth in a sort of secret sexual dance when the fingers were replaced by the thick head of Jeff's manhood, at least I think it was Jeff. It was short, but wondrously wide. He forced it into me, then grabbed my hips and hammered away. His pace was quick and powerful. I came almost instantly, but he continued to pound into me. I thought he might cum soon, but I didn't want it to be over, so I decided to change positions. I arched my back and raised my head so I could regain use of my mouth from Frank. I took a quick breath and gasped, "stop, I want to move and do something different." The man behind me dismounted without delay, leaving me free to arrange the two men as I pleased. Thousands of ideas seemed to rush into my head, but something primal took over and I knew exactly what to do.

With outstretched arms, I placed my hands on Frank's chest. He piled his hands over my right hand while I felt his heartbeat through his broad peck. Moving my palm from his chest to the floor, I made a quiet one-handed clapping noise against the blanket, which supplied him with the instructions he needed. Frank arranged himself on his back with his head near the door and his waist close to the middle of the tent. I pushed his legs together and straddled him with my ass facing his handsome chest. I carefully lowered myself as I guided his slender member into me. His penis drove deep into me until it reached my cervix. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down until his cock forced its way through my cervix and into my womb. A small sharp pain caught my breath and I shrieked as it did so, but as I waited, the sting left me with only the pleasure of his manhood filling me. Barely moving, I shifted my weight forward to raise myself from his lap. As he slid out toward my opening, I paused and returned to his lap. After several cycles, my muscles loosened so that fucking produced only positive sensations. Then, I asked for Jeff to approach me.

Jeff kissed me while I rode Frank. The fingers of my right hand encircled his shaft. "Let me taste you" I requested. He tried to comply by standing, but could only stand on his feet if he hunched over. By moving forward, he came close to me, but because he was hunched forward, he could not quite come close enough for me to take him in my mouth. He tried different ways of getting his cock to my mouth, but I was just too high while sitting atop Frank and the ceiling of the tent too low. Finally, he gave up and kissed me while on his knees. His hands held my ribs lightly as he guided me backward so that I was reclined over Frank. I kept Frank's cock in me so I could only go back so far. 

Jeff started to rub my clit with the big fleshy end of his cock. He rubbed in circles, then up and down as Frank's hands kneaded my breasts and flicked my nipples. My position imprisoned Frank's long cock in me while Jeff worked his magic on my sensitive outer pieces. I came again squeezing Frank with it. He groaned and pinched the tips of my nipples, but didn't cum. Jeff's rigorous rubbing had me dripping my wetness down Franks balls and had nicely coated Jeff's head. I rocked my hips just a little and got a big reaction from Frank who seemed near the edge of an astonishing orgasm. Then something happened.

I screamed when the thick head of Jeff's cock entered me. I couldn't believe the feeling of two men in me simultaneously. I didn't know how much I could take. Jeff began to push his cock deeper. There was pain as I stretched to cover them, but immense pleasure too. It felt intense and beautiful and yet I did not know if I should stop him or beg him to go all the way in. Frank held my hips and Jeff held my waist. Their four hands strapped me in place. With a final lunge, Jeff's cock slid completely into me. I screamed again as the full length of two men filled my pussy producing a massive orgasm. We held still for what seemed like minutes, before Jeff inched his way back out. When the thick knob of his cock reached my entrance, he pushed his full measure into me again causing yet another scream. Jeff kept still for a few seconds more before he repeated the procedure. With each thrust, the sensation became less painful and more addictive. After about a dozen times, Jeff pumped consistently, smoothly, and carefully. I came quietly, with a soothing naturalness that left me humming to myself. Jeff's pace picked up a little and Frank's irregular moans turned more frequent. I felt a new orgasm approaching just as Frank came. His cream spurt into me and almost immediately started to leak out my crowded hole and onto Jeff's motion-filled rod. Jeff kept sliding in and out after Frank's explosion, though his pace told me he was close to the final moment. I came again while waiting for Jeff and threw my head back onto Frank's chest, moaning with each thrust of Jeff's dick. I could tell that Frank couldn't handle much more motion on his numb cock. Just when I thought we'd have to stop for Frank's sake, Jeff pushed deep and unloaded into me. We sighed with a sense of relief, fully spent, and leaking our combined love juices on each other.

Jeff withdrew from me giving me the chance to pull myself off Frank. I turned toward Frank as Jeff supplied all of us with pillows. We grouped together, without blankets, in a triple spoon. Frank faced away, while I snuggled into Frank's back, and Jeff moved in facing my back. It was warm and safe. The three of us wrapped together as a team or an extended couple. I didn't know what it was, but it felt good. My body ached, but in a good way. A smile graced my face as I drifted off to sleep.

"Jeff, Frank, you've got to get up!" We awoke to the excited declaration of Paul as he unzipped the tent door. His head popped inside the tent when the door was only partially undone. His eyes fixed on mine when he saw me entwined with our two friends. He was on all fours, half in and half out of the tent, looking at me. All our heads were near the door, so Paul could look down my cleavage to see our bodies exposed to one another. "Oh, what a relief!" he sighed as he fell over just inside the door.

"A relief? Are you crazy?" I asked. 

"You told me you were going to the bathroom, I woke up six hours later and you're still not in our tent or the bathroom and the car is still here. I was afraid somebody kidnapped you, I was coming over to get help." Paul explained.

"But what about this?" I asked as I shifted my eyes over my two lovers. Paul looked me in the eye with a seriousness rarely seen in his kind face.

"Do you want to leave me? he asked.

"No!" I replied with exasperation. I could not comprehend what he was getting at. As much as I enjoyed my night with Frank and Jeff, I loved Paul too much to consider leaving him. I would accept whatever conditions he put on me for my indiscretion.

"Are either of you planning on leaving your wives or otherwise pursuing Samantha?" he asked Jeff and Frank. They shook their heads negatively, too nervous to speak up, feeling too vulnerable in their nakedness to put on an act of machismo.

"Then" Paul continued, "in comparison to what I could be facing this morning; the death of, or divorce from, my wife, this is a relief. I think you should have talked to me about it beforehand though. Sex is sex, but I need to know that you're safe and that you love me."

His reaction left me speechless. Knowing that I should say something, I said, "Of course I love you and I'm sorry I didn't talk things over with you first. This just sort of happened, but I'll do what I can to make it up to you."

"I liked what you did to me last night." he answered coyly. He gave me a rascally grin and a mischievous wink. "I think you should do it again; right here, right now." He zipped closed the tent door behind him. He put his hands on his sides and asked, "unless you are too tired and just want to go home?"




Camping



He had to be kidding. Catching me with not one, but two lovers, still sticky from their cum dripping out of my pussy and he wanted me to give him a blowjob! My head felt dizzy as I tried to grasp what he was asking of me. My eyes wandered toward his body where I noticed a bulge growing in his sweatpants. Whether he was making a serious request or not did not seem to matter to his cock. Obviously, the thought of having me suck him in front of our friends was turning him on. 

I was still trapped in the embrace of my two companions and could not dislodge myself to approach Paul independently. I would have to please him from where I was, so I rolled over on top of Jeff and leaned forward. Latching onto the crotch of Paul's sweatpants, I pulled his torso close to my face so I could kiss his stomach. I hovered over Jeff's navel on my knees and put both hands on Paul's waistband. When I looked him in the eye to confirm my plans, he gave me a strange expression of desire, surprise, and worry. Pulling his sweatpants to the floor of the tent revealed his half-ready cock. Sliding my fingers over his warm protrusion would improve his condition and show off his handsome erection. I played with his balls in my left hand while my right slowly traveled his length. His cock swelled in size as my kiss lightly wetted the tip.

Jeff moved beneath me. My ass flinched as I felt his dick brush past my asshole. Small adjustments in his position brought his dick to the gate of my already sore pussy. I lowered my head over Paul's smooth and perfectly proportioned member as Jeff pushed himself into me once again. Feeling his thickness pressing against my internal walls while Paul's girth spread my jaws apart delighted my senses. Jeff could barely move in his location, so I rocked my hips on him as Paul's shaft delved deeper into my mouth.

Frank rummaged about in the tent until I heard the unscrewing of a bottle cap. My curiosity would have to wait since I was otherwise preoccupied. Cum from last night and my honey from this morning kept Jeff awash in fluids. The delicate skin along the sides of Paul's cock glistened in the morning light that pierced the lightweight shell of the tent. The scent of men filled the air of our little hideaway. 

"Oh!" I burst out as I felt a cool liquid poured down the crack of my ass. Frank poured it until a syrupy stream leaked down between my legs and covered my labia and Jeff's balls. I removed Paul from my mouth long enough to ask, "What is that?"

"The vegetable oil I brought for cooking the burgers. It has many uses." Frank informed me. Frank's fingers massaged my small asshole as Paul returned to my mouth. I momentarily stopped rocking my hips on Jeff until Frank let me know what he had planned for my ass. First one finger burrowed into my ass, followed by a second larger finger. Frank finger fucked my ass, Jeff filled my other hole and played with my breasts, while Paul enjoyed the touch of my tongue. My legs squeezed Jeff mercilessly as I came from all of their efforts. Looking down at Jeff, he smiled at me while I realized that his face was inches below mine and certainly witness to Paul's intimate details. 

I spread myself out flat on Jeff as soon as I felt Frank begin to push his rod into my well-oiled rump. Paul had to lower himself so that he sat on his ankles with his knees spread far apart in order to stay in my mouth. I came intensely, moaning through Paul's cock. Everyone kept fucking me. I could feel Frank and Jeff bump against each other inside of me while orgasmic aftershocks washed over me. My body couldn't stop shaking from the sensory overload. I grabbed Paul's hips, holding on for dear life as Frank's pace quickened. We all started to moan in rhythm with each other. I hoped nothing would stop this incredible moment when Paul came in my mouth. I flipped my head back as Paul's cum overflowed from my mouth, down my chin and breasts, and onto our friend Jeff. Frank came in my ass seconds later as Paul carefully removed his dick from our combined love machine. After Frank withdrew himself, Jeff rolled me over and flung my legs up over his shoulders. In front of everyone else, he pounded into my aching flesh with skill and determination. I screamed again as my knees pressed into my chest, my ankles shook on either side of Jeff's face, and my soaking wet pussy and ass bucked to meet his muscular body. 

"Please cum, now, please" I begged him. He continued to feverishly nail me into the ground. Paul leaned over, placed a hand on one of my bouncing tits, and kissed me. Even with everything else, I could lose myself in his kiss. Our tongues playfully patted one another as he rubbed my nipple between his fingers in a circular motion. My body was worn out. I needed rest and a chance to stretch. My abdomen tightened as I came one last time. A soft sound left my lips as my inside muscles clenched down on Jeff's cock. 

"Yes, yes, yes" he repeated until I felt the familiar release of cum into me. Paul suspended his face over mine as I opened my eyes after appreciating the end of my adventure. Jeff left me. I saw Frank resting against some bedding that Jeff crawled toward. Paul kissed me once again and asked if I wanted to go back to our own tent. I subtlety nodded my head in agreement. 

Paul surprised me by picking me up in his arms and carrying me right out of the tent completely unclothed. It was still early, few people moved about their campsites. I wrapped my arms around Paul's neck with a huge smile across my face. His strong arms held me with one below my knees and the other cradling my back. Sunlight flashed across our skin between tree branches. My naked body relished the fresh air and sun on places customarily hidden under dyed cloth. Paul spoke to me on the way to the tent.

"I want you to know that I love you, not like a teenager or an obsessive lunatic, not for what I get out of it or for what you do for me. Nor because you fit an image or a neurotic need or help me with my career. Nor because I need to or think I should. I love you simply because I do."

Paul carried me all the way into our tent, where he placed me on our blanket, and began to kiss me. Then we did something we hadn't done in years. We kissed each other passionately, lovingly, tenderly, for nearly an hour without having sex. At last we held each other in our arms and trailed off to sleep, happily and still together.



Camping



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I've been with Gary for five months now. We met at a friend's party. Gary is six feet tall with short brown hair parted to the side. We just hit it off as he's so easy to talk to, plus he was very interested in my life. I love tall men as they make me feel so safe, and to have their big arms wrapped around me. 

I'm your typical brunette, five feet four, my hair is straight and a few inches past my shoulders, and I've been blessed with breasts or as Gary calls them, "The Rack." Yes, I love to show them off! Gary does not know but nibbling my nipples, well it makes my clit tingle; however I have to be in the mood. It's a blessing and also a curse. If I'm not aroused then I hate having my nipples touched. I'm not sure if Gary would get upset if he knew, but some of my girl friends enjoy teasing the men and I don't want that to stop. I'm not sure if I'm bi, but I like kissing my friends. I'm not ready to get married, but I still dream about the perfect life with a house, husband, kids, and the white picket fence. Until then, all I want to do is have some fun. 

Gary had planned this camping trip with Steve about a month ago. Gary's best friend Steve wanted to visit this new camp ground. Oh let me tell you about Steve, he is one male stud! He's about six three, works out, and has the body to show for it. I think Steve played middle linebacker in college. From the first day we met, I knew he would bed me.

To be honest with you it sounded like fun as I love to be in the outdoors. Its freedom if you will, to not have any worries and to just enjoy life and hang with friends around the fire. Now, to have these two studs in one tent with me? Oh god yes, both men would be looking at me wanting to see more of me! Oh, and both men wanting to fuck me. So would Steve make an inappropriate pass at me? Would I have to flash him? Maybe Gary would be behind me and lift up my shirt to flash him. God, that would be kinky, to have your boyfriend show you off to his friend!

Is it so wrong for a woman to enjoy sex? More importantly is it wrong for her to want sex? Personally I think most men are afraid of that and islam men are very insecure as they have the women covered head to toe. Why else would they want to keep women down? I think these men have small penises and don't want women to see what a real man can do.

Growing up my father taught me how to fish and for what ever reason I love to fish. Partly cuz I love to eat fish and partly to enjoy some alone time with someone you care about. Yes, I pushed and prodded until Gary would take me. He knew me well enough to know that I would not go girly on him and love the outdoors. I think he liked that about me.

Finally the magic day came and we all piled in Steve's explorer. There was a little tension in the air and lots of energy. The guys always want me to flash and for me to do things. Yes, I love the attention and boy do they pour it on. Once in the car they both wanted me to flash some of the other cars. However, I was not ready yet and so I kept my clothes on. A couple hours later we found the camp ground and set up camp. The rest of the day was non eventful, until that night.

We had a small tent for all of us to sleep in. The guys decided it would be best to set up one bed and not three. Then they wanted me to be in the middle as it would be strange to have two men sleeping next to each other. Sure, that was a little cheezy but I was game! How kinky to have two men next to me, all night long, one that I'm sleeping with and one that wants to fuck me. I'm not sure that Gary knew it, but I did. Steve would grab me here and there, and he loved to give me hugs. More then one occasion his hands would cup my checks.

Gary walked with me to the rest room for our last call of the night. We walked hand in hand under the moon light. It was so romantic, the moon and all the fresh air. Oh, and I was a little naughty wearing only a tee shirt and my sexy black thong. Gary didn't say anything about what might, or could happen; however, his semi hard cock was speaking volumes to me. Once back at the tent, I sat between my boys.

Steve made some off color remark as my nipples were rock hard. Yes, I knew it and yes that was that point!

"You guys are dogs." I've always wanted to be fucked my two or more men, one of my most erotic fantasies is to have six men share me. Oh to be passed from man to man, to use my as their pleasure toy. Each man uses me differently, fucks me a little harder or softer then the other man, and to feel how each man gives me different pleasure from his cock. So many cocks varied in length and thickness, each patiently waiting to fuck me.

"Yes, thank you." They both agreed.

Gary kissed me, "come on babe, you always sleep with out your shirt." 

"And why would I want to do that? Besides why are you guys able to keep your clothes?"

"Fine, if we take off our clothes then you have to take your shirt off?"

"Ah, how about you guys take off your clothes and I'll take off my shirt."

With out agreeing or saying a word the guys started to undress. Talk about being nervous, where was this going to go? How far would Gary want this to go? Could I take both men? I've done them both in my mind many times, but could I really go though with this? Could Gary actually share me?

I love being nude, and having people look at me. All my life I've been an exhibitionist. It's such a rush showing your tits off to a bunch of men, and to know that all the men want you in bed. God, I love that! Gary knows that I love to show off and he loves to show me off! 

What Gary does not know, is that I love having sex in public. The chance of being caught, it's a rush! Now, I have two men that are going to use me and I want them both to fuck me good. Oh yes, I wanted to feel them, feel how both of these men touch me, and how they fuck me!

This was moving to a fast pace, no going back. Was I ready for them to take me, to be a queen with two men servicing me. Talk about one of my longest fantasies. I knew that these men would worship me as well as use me as their own sex toy. Oh and how did I ever I wanted that!

Gary started to touch me again, so I rolled over on my side to face him. "You guys are bad!"

"What makes you think I want you to touch me? Maybe all I want is for you two to look and not touch."

Steve looked over at Gary, "oh I think you want more then just that as I think you want to watch us jack off as much as we want to touch you. What do you think Gary?"

"Oh yes, she loves to watch me jack off. So I know she would love to watch both of us. However, I think she wants more."

Now embarrassed I slap Gary's shoulder even though what he said was true. "What makes you think that I'm even aroused?"

With that Gary reach down and felt me. He just made some silly male noise calling my bluff. Yes, my panties were soaked.

"Is this what you want?" I moved over and up on Steve. "Oh I just love being on a big strong man." I reached over and felt Gary, oh yes he was rock hard. Tonight was going to be a night to remember. Steve's cock started to come to life growing between my legs. My thong offered little protection against Steve's thick cock as the tip of his cock could easily push past my panty and into me. If I didn't move off him Steve's cock would be in me.

"Honey, I think Steve wants to fuck my little pussy. Don't you?" I looked down at him, grabbed his cheek with my hand. "Looks like Steve has something big and thick between my legs. Oh he's been a very naughty boy."

I'm sure he could feel my arousal on his cock as the flood gates were opened. Even I could feel my own arousal on my thighs. It felt light and cool, strange I know. Then Steve's cock slide under my thong and I felt him against my lips. I love that, to be on top of a man and rub his cock back and forth over my clit. If only I could use him to masturbate. Its foreplay in a way for me, after all he's hard and ready for sex but I want to hold off a little and enjoy the moment. To feel the mushroom head then the smooth shaft against my clit. Oh, that is so sexy.

It was time to cool off a little, slowly rolled off Gary on to my back. I knew that by being on my back the men could take me in, and there was enough light that they could see my breasts. What more could a girl want? My breaths became deeper as my arousal built and the guys watched my breasts.

The guys didn't say a word, maybe they were in shock? Maybe all the blood in their body was stuck in a fun place. Grabbing all the pillows I placed them behind me for support. Now, I felt like a queen in-front of my subjects. Time to reward my soon to be servants and reached out to hold both Steve and Gary. Talk about a rush having two hard cocks in my hands. These men wanted me and that is very arousing.

"You men seem really ready for something?" I moved up to Gary and kissed him. Steve moved behind me and was rubbing his throbbing cock against my skin. "You can't use this against me. I love you and don't want to ever upset you. So, I we do this you have to want this. You know what could happen and you have to be comfortable with it. Do you really want this?"

"Yes, if you do."

"This hard and long as tomorrow you can't have any regrets. Remember if both of you fuck me that changes things and might change between you two. I don't want that. So can you handle this? 

They both agreed.

"Remember when we watch the movie 'Wild Thing' and how you loved the pool fight scene?"

Gary looked a little confused, "yes." 

"Well, I feel the same way about having two men."

Steve piped in, "Wow, that's hot!"

"Gary, if we do this you can't hold this against me."

Immediately he responded with, "never."

A hot night of sex was not worth destroying our relationship so I had to be sure. "This is your only time to stop this. If you remove my panties then I will know you want this. More importantly, you will never be upset about this." Gary reached out and ripped my panties off my body. God, that was hot!

Steve moved closer, his cock was inches from my wet pussy as I felt him against my leg, then cheeks. Steve worked himself between my legs until his cock was pressing against my lips. From our positions Steve could not penetrate me. 

With Gary's loving kiss I closed my eyes. His tongue filled my mouth while Steve started to bite my neck. Oh hands here all over me, touching me, and I had now clue who was touching me. My mouth opened as Gary started to kiss me, hard on his lips. My tongue probed his lips as my arousal built I darted my tongue deep into his mouth. I wanted his tongue in me and started to suck on it like Gary's tongue was a cock. Slowly I moved on Gary leaving a love trail on his thighs until I mounted him. It was so erotic having his cock between my lips.

"Steve how is the view? Can you see my breasts as I'm on Gary?"

"It's so freaking hot!"

Oh honey, I hope that your cock is not cold from being wet! Can you feel my arousal on your cock? As my juice drips onto you, you don't mind do you? Do you like that honey?" Oh I was past the point of no return! 

All Gary did was grunt and tried to line his cock up to penetrate me which was something I was not ready for, yet. I wanted to feel Steve and see him. Opening my eyes I immediately focused on his cock. Reaching out I pushed his hand off that pleasure tool. "Oh god, I want to have that in me." Gary turned his head to watch me stroke his friend's hard thick cock. Slowly I worked Steve's cock in my hand sliding up and down that thick shaft.

"I want you to watch me take that cock!" Now I knew what I wanted. Rolled off Gary to his dismay and pushed both men apart to give me some room. I wanted to feel them, how both me would touch me, kiss me, and fuck me. More importantly I had to feel each man's weight against my body. To feel their body weight against my body as we both get pleasure. 

"Where are you going?" 

"If you're going to fuck me, then I want to feel all of it. To feel your body against mine as you men slide your big fat cocks in me. I want to be on my back when you fuck me." I didn't specify who was going to fuck me as I wanted them both. "Steve I want that cock of yours in me!" I looked over at Steve, then Gary, and finally back at Steve. "Are you going to fuck me, stud? Slide your big, thick cock into my little, wet, tight, pussy?"

Steve followed my lead; I know that Gary wanted to see his cock in me. Gary's a little kinky like that. This is the first time that I actually wished it was light outside, while I was nude. Steve moved on top of me. Slowly he put his weight on me as he positioned his cock to penetrate my pussy. 

"Oh god Gary, his cock is touching my pussy lips. It's so big!" I said that for both of them.

Slowly, Steve started to push his cock past my lips. Inch by inch Steve's cock filled me. His cock felt different then Gary's, as he slowly filled me. Each time he pushed, I gasped for air. That cock, oh it took me a few seconds to adjust to him. 

Gary reached out and held my hand as Steve started to fuck me. Gary snuggled up next to me and started to kiss me, nibbled on my ear while his friend's cock was in my pussy. Oh this was hot to have them touch me and enjoy my charms. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure that these men were giving me. 

It's hard to describe, the feeling of a new man, a man that you've wanted to bed. The way he feels as he's on you, and in you and his weight on my body, his muscles flexing as he pushed his cock in and out of me. I loved how Steve fucked me, it was simple and hard! I didn't want any emotion, just wanted him to fuck me. That cock of Steve's felt so good in me. Oh did he slam me into the bed, pushing me hard into the bed. Steve used all of his body and I swear he pushed me three inches into the bed as he slammed that meet hard into me. Oh was I in heaven. 

No worries and nothing to think about, just fucking.

Steve started to fuck me harder, slamming into me. I think he liked hearing me talk like that. He started to grunt and groan, oh yea he was getting close. As I wrapped my legs around him I screamed, "come for me baby! Cum in my pussy!" 

That pushed him over the edge; he flexed, pushed his cock deeper into me, god all of him was in me! Then the head of his cock expanded and started to pulse. Oh he was cumming in my pussy. How erotic, having my boyfriend best friend, fuck me while my boyfriend watched. Oh yea, Gary was rock hard and he would be next.

I was so worried having this happen, but Steve's cock never softened. He rolled off me once he came. Gary didn't miss a beat; he placed his hard cock in me! I've never been fucked back to back before. Oh I felt it building; it started with Steve but would finish with Gary. God, was I close after Steve and now Gary was driving me bring me to the edge.

Then only like a man, "baby you look so hot, how do you feel?"

What the fuck kind of question was that? I kept my cool, "I feel so hot having him fuck me, knowing that you're going to fuck me next!" God, that pissed me off with his silly male comments. I'm sure that he was a little insecure as his friend just fucked me like no other man had. What I worried about is how Gary would feel. With him it's special and tender and that is something Steve could never give me. "Baby tell me that you're going to fuck me next? Come here and fuck me. Make love to me baby! Tell me that your hard cock will be in me."

"Oh god, I'm going to fuck that hot pussy." Gary mounted me, kissed me hard as his cock penetrated me. Most of the times after Gary cum's I go and clean up. Now, my man just pushed his cock in me, but his best friends cum was in me. 

Oh that was too much and I started to cum! No warning, I just started to cum with him in me. Normally my toes and head tingle as I get close all I could do was scream. Gary just kept on fucking me all through my orgasm. I was so sensitive after I came, but Gary would not stop, I knew that. 

"Oh god baby, fuck me. Yea baby you fuck me so good, make me your little slut."

Gary pushed harder, pumping me for all he was worth. He was so close. I swear that his cock was growing thicker as he was about to cum in me. "Cum for me baby, I want to feel you cum in my pussy." Talking dirty makes me feel kinky, and I was so close to cumming. 

"That's it baby, cum for me. Yea, that's it cum in me! I'm going to cum on your cock baby. Oh, oh god, I'm cumming."

Did I faint? I'm not sure how long that I was out for. Both men had enjoyed my body and I knew that should have rush to the bathroom to clean up, but Gary was holding me, and my body would not move. After sex I love to cuddle and I my body would not move. Steve moved around a little as he settled in. I'm not sure if they have done this before but my men didn't seem uncomfortable with what just happened.

Both men laid next to me, a little spent, but very happy. Oh yes, I was one satisfied woman. What better way to end a day, then to have two studs fuck your brains out. That was the first time I've ever cum from a man fucking me. Sure, I cum when my clit is being stimulated but this was better. My feet and head tingled from this one and to have my pussy stuffed with his cock. Let's just say that I've never cum so hard before.

Off to sleep we drifted, with Gary holding me.

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Camping



Lilly lay on her stomach, hiding away from the rest of her family inside her tent. She sighed to herself thinking about her friends and what they would be doing now, while she was here, in the middle of nowhere. She had only come camping to support her sister who had just broken up with her boyfriend. 

Lilly hadn't been camping in years, and although it was a drag being away from all the Christmas parties and her friends at least she could have some time to herself to relax. She lazily reached for the zip of the tent which she pulled down, totally unaware of the vision that would greet her on the other side.

There, camping beside her family, she saw him. He was perhaps 10 years younger than her at a guess, but to her in that moment in time age did not matter. He was beautiful, with a lean sinewy body, and from what she could make out blue eyes that flashed with darkness and intensity. He wore a black jumper with a hood that he seemed to be hiding under and she guessed that maybe he was like her... somehow detached from his surroundings, lost in his own thoughts as he stared into the campfire that he sat beside.

Lilly swallowed deeply, unaware that a lump had risen in her throat. She looked away from him and rolled over onto her back. A cold breeze blew into her tent, caressing her hair and chilling her to the bone. She realised that she had been staring at the boy for quite some time and now she was feeling uneasy. She didn't usually find younger boys attractive but something about him, even though he must have been at least 18 caught her eye.

"Lilly, are you awake? Dinner is ready, your father wants to know if you are joining us."

"Coming mother!" Lilly rolled her eyes and sat up. She felt like a teenager again, being summoned for dinner by her parents. She was about to crawl out of the tent when she hesitated... did she look ok? would he notice her? Oh Lilly really, look at yourself, 28 years old and worrying about what a teenager might think of you. She smiled to herself and shook her head in an attempt to rattle the thoughts right out of her head. She climbed out of the tent and smiled at her mother.

She took a chair by the fire and looked around for a sign of him. Her sister sat beside her and chatted about the food, the fire, but Lilly was distracted barely even hearing her. 

"Lil, are you listening? Whats up with you tonight?"

"Oh sorry, um... nothing, just thinking about work. I... I really don't want to go back." Lilly smiled, hoping her sister didn't notice the deep blush that had crept over her face. She shifted around in her chair surprised at the effect the boy had had on her thoughts.

Lilly looked towards the boy's tent and saw him standing there, talking to a girl, perhaps a friend... maybe his girlfriend. He looked agitated and the girl frowned as she spoke to him. He took the jug she was holding and placed it on the table set up near their tent. He walked back to the fire and crouched down, resuming his early expression of faraway thoughts as he looked directly into the flames.

Lilly felt herself longing to walk over to him, to speak to him and know the thoughts that filled his head. As she stared at him he looked up and for the first time their eyes met. She tried to look away, embarrassed that he had caught her looking, but he continued to meet her gaze his eyes locked onto hers.

A slight smile played at the corners of his mouth and his eyes burned into her. She blushed again looking away quickly wondering what he thought of her. She began making small talk with her sister. As she spoke she feigned interest and occasional laughter but inside her pulse raced and excitement washed over her. He had seen her, and not just a cursory glance, he had really seen into her and maybe even guessed at her thoughts. Perhaps wishful thinking, perhaps a premonition but Lilly really felt that something had passed between them.

As the evening followed its usual path of chatter, drinking and fire gazing Lilly kept an eye on the boy. His evening mirrored hers, he seemed at odds with the girl but on the whole enjoying himself. He drank beer and smoked cigarettes leaning back in his chair peering up at the stars. He too kept an eye on her, and looked over at her each time he touched the girl or kissed her to see if she was still looking. Lilly met his gaze each time wondering if he was teasing her. If that was his intention he was succeeding, she squirmed in her seat imagining it were her he was kissing.

The night crawled towards midnight and her parents went to bed, her sister had gone to bed much earlier. Lilly sat there longer still, long enough to see the boy and his girlfriend go to bed. She sunk into her chair stretching her feet towards the fire. She wiggled her toes and squeezed her thighs together. She felt flustered, tormented by the boy. She stroked her neck with her hand then traced it down her body, past her breasts, down to her belly where she rested it. She let out a sigh. She began to fantasise about him, imagining his hands on her body, his mouth on hers.

She was about to go to bed herself when he came out of his tent. He stared at her with such intensity that her breath caught in her throat. He walked towards her adjusting his hood over his head to keep out the cold.

She began to tremble despite the fierce heat of the fire. As he got closer she could see his dark blond hair cropped short underneath his hood. He stood on the other side of the fire, his eyes ablaze but his expression cool and still. She tried desperately to think of something to say. He walked around the fire and sat down beside her. She glanced at his face fleetingly then looked away, anticipation churning in the pit of her stomach. She looked at him again and opened her mouth to speak but he placed a finger over her lips, brushing against them lightly. 

He took his finger away and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes trailed down his body and in the firelight she could see his erection imprisoned in his jeans. She looked up quickly to see him watching her and a look of arousal setting itself on his serious features.

He turned around in his chair and looked towards her tent. Her heart skipped a beat and her mouth filled with saliva. He wanted to go to her tent with her, she could hardly believe it. He stood up before her and offered her his hand. She took it, noting the roughness and strength of his fingers from hours of physical work. He pulled her up and led her to the tent. As she walked she felt that her panties were soaked through and she was amazed at her own abandon. She knew that what was happening was wrong, not at all like her. She felt waves of excitement wash over her. This beautiful stranger, a teenager for christ's sake was taking control of her and she was allowing it. Surrendering herself to his will, behaving in a way that was most unlike herself... she certainly hadn't foreseen such an encounter when deciding to go on a family holiday.

Once inside her tent illuminated by the light of a lantern, they crawled onto her bed and grabbed desperately at each other. He pulled at her clothing, she grasped the hood of his jumper and pulled it back. They peered at each other, their faces so close they could feel each other's breath. He stroked her cheeks and she ran her fingers through his hair.

He leaned into her and kissed her, his body pressing against hers. She could feel his erection digging into her and the awareness of it sent electricity into her. His tongue sought out hers and she responded, kissing him deeply and hungrily. His lips were soft and his hands firm and persistent exploring the shape of her body through her clothes.

She moaned softly, arousal building up as feverish as the fire that still burnt outside. He watched her, smiling teasingly as he traced up and down her groin over her sweat pants. She squirmed beneath his touch, her nipples hardening and her pussy aching for him to explore her fully. 

He took her arms and he raised them above her head pressing them to the bed. He held her wrists firmly as he kissed down her neck, biting gently, dragging his teeth across her flesh. She turned her head to the side allowing him further access to her neck. Her skin was flushed with desire and goose pimpled as he licked the little raised marks he left behind, evidence of his biting.

He continued to hold onto her wrists with one hand as he tugged at her pants with the other. She lifted her ass to make it easier for him to pull them down. He kissed her mouth again and she moaned into it desperately as he took two fingers and pushed them deep into her pussy. She squirmed again, he was making her crazy as he played with her and restrained her hands. She closed her eyes in ecstasy.

He looked down at her and spoke for the first time in a whisper.

"You are so fucking sexy."

Lilly gasped, she couldn't believe this was happening. "I wanted you from the moment I saw you. I want to taste you and feel you so bad." In her head she applauded herself for saying how she felt, sharing her innermost desires with him. She whimpered as his fingers increased their pressure and speed. She stared into his eyes and he watched her as she breathed in deeply. 

He kissed her again before saying "I wanna see you cum so bad."

He let go of her wrists and pulled at the fly of his jeans. She sat up and watched, her eyes unable to move away from his groin. She reached out and placed her hand inside his jeans as soon as his fly was undone. She grasped at his cock, feeling his briefs damp with pre cum. He pulled his jeans off as she continued to rub his cock pulling his briefs down to see his velvety knob slick with his own wetness. He leaned back on his elbows, watching her. She was aware of his gaze, and she loved it. She tugged at his briefs until his shaft and balls were exposed to her. 

Lilly peered up at him and met his eyes with hers. Using a single fingertip she collected the bead of pre cum that rested on the head of his cock. She smoothed it around his knob, watching as he now caught his breath, sighing with pleasure. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment as she traced her finger around and around as she cupped his balls with her other hand.

He opened his eyes again and stared at her, his blue eyes deep and shining. She took her finger and delicately raised it to her mouth, licking off the pre cum, her tongue gently lapping it up savoring the saltiness of his excitement.

"Oh god, I want you now, I want you so bad." His voice was husky with desire and desperation. He sat up and pulled her towards him. He removed his jumper and helped Lilly do the same. Her hair tumbled down over her breasts and he brushed it away gently. "I want to see your breasts."

Lilly straddled him feeling his hard cock pressing against her pussy. She moaned as it rubbed against her clit and she moved her hips teasing herself and him at the same time. He cupped her breasts leaning down to suck on them, grazing her nipples with his teeth. She arched her back leaning into him, encouraging him to continue. He responded biting a little harder, sending shocks through her body. 

She leaned up on her knees and reached down for his cock. She guided it into her pussy, only allowing the head of his cock to enter. She stared into his eyes and he stared back. She smiled to herself then asked "How bad do you want me?"

He cleared his throat then answered "I want you so fucking bad, I want to fuck you all night long." Lilly felt a divine power as she lowered herself slowly onto his cock, and as she did she placed her mouth on his. They whimpered into each other, kissing passionately as they became one.

While they fucked they stared into each other's eyes. Lilly took in his beautiful form, his neck and collar bones, his shoulders and his muscles, his strength enveloping her as his arms wrapped around her tight.

He rhythmically thrust in and out of her, driving her mad with his unrelenting passion. She ground against him, moving around on his cock, thrusting with his movements. He licked at her neck and ear lobes and whispered into her ear "You make me so fucking horny."

His words pushed her over the edge and she feared her family might her whimpers. She nestled her face into his neck, breathing in his smell of skin and sweat. He thrust harder still and she pushed down firmly onto him. He tightened his grip on her, his hands squeezing the life out of her. He said "Oh baby I'm gonna cum"

Lilly needed no further encouragement, she let go with him and she cum as well, watching his expression as his climax washed over him. She closed her eyes as hers took hold, wave after wave of heat and electricity rushed from her clit through her body and she rocked backwards and forwards as he squeezed her.

When she opened her eyes he was gazing at her quietly. He whispered "You really are very beautiful. I can't believe we are here together."

Lilly smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. "Neither can I."

They lay for what seemed like hours on her bed, looking at each other and stroking each other's naked bodies. Lilly felt totally relaxed in his presence, but deep down knew it was not the same for him. He began to dress himself and he looked at her pensively. Lilly realised that now it was her turn to stop the words from passing from his lips.

As he began to speak Lilly placed her finger on his lips, tracing their perfect shape, admiring their fullness. She nodded gently and smiled.

"Its ok, you don't have to explain." She touched his cheek and kissed his lips softly. "You should go now, before your missed."

And as suddenly as it began, it was over. She watched him sneak quietly back to his tent, disappearing inside it with one quick glance back in her direction. Daylight was beginning to make its way over the campground. Lilly shut it out, zipping her tent shut. 

She lay down, snuggling into her warm bed, the faint smell of sex still lingering in the air. She closed her eyes and smiled, she would have to think up an excuse quickly so she could spend the day in her tent, dozing and thinking about what had just happened and the beautiful stranger with the dark intense eyes.



Camping



I decided to go camping with my boyfriend MC. I had never been camping before. I decided to wear the same clothes. I put on a short skirt, a short top, no bra and a thong. He was all dressed up in camping gear. We had all packed, tent, sleeping bag, etc. We started to drive to our site. I got all horny waiting in the car. I climbed on top of him. Just when I was about that Katherine called me to say she wanted to come along. 

So I was like ,"You're driving." and went the backseat of the car. 

Katherine was like, "aren't you guys exciting to be camping?"

"No" 

We mumbled and started to kiss. We started to take off our clothes. I took off his shirt and started to climb on top of him. He started laughing so I started laughing.

Katherine said ,"Stop it. It's hard to laugh and drive at the same time." 

We agreed to stop. We drove for hours. Finally we stopped for lunch. All I wanted was fries and a milkshake. We agreed to eat in the car. 

I said to MC, "You look good enough to eat!"

"I have an idea", MC responded. 

He poured the milkshake on me and said, "I'm going to lick your whole body". 

It felt so good. I was also laughing because it was ticklish. We all got cleaned up. We then got driving until we got to a hotel. 

Katherine said ,"I thought we were going camping. I mean like outdoors and such." 

We both said "no, we are tried and going to sleep."

"Promise me tomorrow woe can go camping?" Katherine asked.

"Fine" we replied.

I tried going to sleep but " I can't sleep alone", I whimpered to MC. 

MC replied "Come sleep in my bed. I will keep you toasty warm."

"Ooh sounds good" I answered. 

I snuggled up against MC and fell asleep in his arms. Soon it was morning. I knew that because someone started shaking me telling me it was time to wake up.

"What the hell",I said

"Time to go camping."

"Now? You have to be kidding me. It's too early plus we have never camped before. Why don't you give me a break" I moaned.

"Hey. You'll do fine. Don't worry so much. I made breakfast, eat some, pack then let's go."

"Ok, I promise" I said.

I got dressed and went downstairs. "Breakfast smells good".

"MC helped me cook," Katherine replied.

I gave him a grateful look then sat down on his lap. He noticed I wasn't wearing a bra. 

"Nice one baby" he said. 

"Oh you mean...." and I looked down at my shirt.

Katherine said,"You didn't do what I think you did, did you?"

"What do you mean" I said innocently.

"You need to go and put a bra on. Now. I mean it."

"Fine"I replied. 

I stuck on one and started to pack. Then we decided to go. 

I asked her where we were going but she said "I would drive until I found a camp site."

I went into the back seat and got all comfy. I ended up falling asleep because I don't remember much more. Soon we arrived at some dirty ass place. I mean ewww! And we had to stay outside, EW, on the ground. We decided to unpack. Our luck, it started to rain.

"No!", I cried and put my hand over my hair, my hair will be ruined, my makeup, everything.I was getting real mad now. 

MC said," Baby you will look fine to me no matter what."

"Awe. Thanks sweetie."

I gave him a kiss. Finally it stopped raining. For dinner/lunch we had to get our own food because "I am not eating fish, gross",I said. So I pulled out a granola bar. 

"That's its baby?he said. Eat some fish with me. At least try some."

"Ok Fine." 

It looked gross. Katherine cooked it for us. 

"Smells good guys."

I must not have been feeling good because at this moment I threw up in the grass. I still looked green.

"Oh Baby. You don't look so good. Lay down. "

So I went into my sleeping bag and took a nap. When I woke up they were like how are you, are you ok.

"Yea I think. I still feel a little sick so I'm going back to sleep."

When I woke up in the morning I still felt sick. I threw up again. Katherine and MC were worried.

"You have a temperature", she said as she felt my head. "Yep, you're burning up." I felt my head, I did feel warm. 

It must have been something I ate. Oh No, I just ate that granola bar, I must be allergic. Duh, I'm allergic to nuts

"Oh no, that can't be good. I'm going to have you drink tons of water and I'm going to put a cold washcloth on your face and just drink water and rest."

"Ok." I said unhappily.

I just closed my eyes. "My stomach feels horrible." and I laid my hand over my stomach. 

"Look we will stay one more day then head back ok?", Katherine said

"Ok."

I took another nap. Later I felt better. So I suggest we take a walk. 

"Are you ready," MC asked.

"Well I'll hang on to you and I should be fine."

I got up a tried walking. 

I almost feinted, luckily MC picked me up and said "Whoa baby, be careful."

I grabbed onto his hand and started to walk. There was one point where he had to cross a river by walking on a log. It was really hard. I went first. My foot must have been placed wrong, because I fell off the log into the river.

"Help, I can't swim!" I screamed. 

The river was carrying me downstream. I was too weak, my arms wouldn't work. MC jumped in after me. We were so close but not to close enough. He told me to reach out and grab his hand. I tried but I couldn't.

"Help." I screamed. "I hope I don't die."

I thought I felt someone grab me. I grabbed on and realized it was MC. He pulled me out. He told Katherine to see if I was ok. She felt for my pulse. I had little. She said 

"She's ok. Quick lets get her back to the campsite and warm her up by the fire. Oh, wait we don't have fire. I'll go get some firewood. You stay with her."

"I have an idea that will keep her warm." MC said.

He took off all my clothes and took all of his off, put us in a sleeping bag and put his body on top of mine. His body heated me up. Soon we heard a scream. MC went to look for Kat. I was scared of being alone so I saw a star in the sky and prayed we would be all right. I waited and waited. It seemed to go on forever. I wondered what was wrong.

Katherine was face to face with a bear. A big grizzly bear and he had huge teeth. He had his paw out and ready to scratch her at anytime. She backed up, she was about to go over a cliff. She screamed. She had been scratched and she lay on the ground. I wondered if she ok. MC ran to her and saw that she was breathing barely and brought her back to camp. She was bleeding badly. MC placed bandages on the wound after he cleaned it. She seemed unconscious. Finally after what seemed like hours she slowly opened her eyes, she looked around and then closed her eyes again. 

"Do you think she'll be ok?",I said to MC.

"Yea. I guess so. I really don't know." 

Finally she opened her eyes again. 

"What happened?" she said.

We told her. 

"It all happened because I think I saw a cute baby bear and was playing with it. Then the mom came and got all defensive."

"Kat you're usually smart. Why didn't you think?"

She got all teary eyed and said, "I know. I'm such an idiot."

"No. You're not. The important thing is we are all ok." 

And we all hugged each other. 

We all agreed to leave in the morning. We managed to find stuff to do. We found a lil puppy dog. It was so cute. It took us to where there were other dogs. 

"Someone must have left there dogs in the wild. What a horrible thing to do," I said.

They were hungry and bruised. I picked one up. Awe. It was so cute. It tickled when it licked my finger. I laughed. I asked the others if we could take them back with us. They said if no one claims them, then we can. Finally something good about this trip.

Later I felt itchy. 

"Oh, no I feel itchy. I think I have poison Ivy." 

I was itching everywhere. MC offered to scratch my back for it. 

"Ooh, it feels good. Harder."

But that was a mistake. I think MC got it too.

I said "Lets just fall asleep. We all need sleep."

Soon it was morning. I was so happy to leave. We got into the car and left. As we were leaving, the thought of 2 things came to mind. One was the dogs. And second, guys why we didn't sleep in the car. We felt so stupid. The minute we got home, went the doctor. I did have poison ivy. Luckily MC did not. Good. Katherine had major cuts and bruises from the bear. The doc said she would need stitches. I got medicine and said we were all fine to go. We all were still happy to see other.



Camping



Am I glad that's over or what? Thirty-five days straight, twelve hours a day, seven days a week. The money's great, but you have no life and no wife. Girlfriends and wives like to see you ever now and then. Phone calls, even letters don't do the trick. That one on one personal touch is needed from time to time. 

Trust me, I should know after doing this for twenty-five years. Two wives and a half dozen girlfriends later, I'm starting to see that there's something wrong with this picture. By now I should have a fairly old, old lady, and a nice, younger girlfriend. Well, it hasn't worked out that way.

Most folks that see me around, when I am around, think I lead a wild and carefree life. I have traveled over most of the U. S. and a great big part of the world. Like a sailor, I'm supposed to have a girl in every town or port. How's that going to happen when I'm working twenty one to forty five days a month, twelve hours a day, with a week or ten days off between jobs? 

Even ten days is too short a time to get yourself home, unpack, do the laundry, check the mail, have a few beers, pay the bills, cut the grass, work on the house, pack and get back on the road. What happened to rest and relaxation? Not to mention a sex life. God, what was that? I think I remember way back when. I just don't remember why.

At my age I should be thinking of retirement and settling down with the little woman to live the golden years. Right. My retirement consists of what I have in the bank against what I owe. As for the little woman, here we go again. There ain't no such thing in my life. Get the point? If wishes were horses we'd all be up to our hips in horse manure, even more so than we are now but don't get me started on politics.

Where was I going? Oh yes, camping. I had to quit to do it but I'm taking some time off. Where better to spend it than in the woods. Wrong! I can think of a hundred places I'd rather be but none I can afford now that I'm unemployed. Story of my life, when I have time, I have no money and when I have money, there's no time. For once I'm going to make time and the hell with the money. 

The boss had the nerve to call me after three days home and ask if I could fly down to South America and take over a job that was going badly. Wrong question, on the wrong day. The first day home I unpacked my things and caught up on my rest. I did my laundry and the mail thing. After sorting, it mostly ended up in the trash, the mail that is. I wrote all the checks and got them either ready to deliver or to mail. 

After grilling a steak and a taking a long hot shower it was time for bed. Yesterday morning I went to town and paid or mailed bills, made a small grocery run and had a light breakfast at my favorite cafe. After dumping the food off, I headed for the local bar. I think I could leave for six months and on returning, I'd still know everyone in the place. That's where I spent the rest of the day and most of the night.

The phone woke me at the crack of dawn to a splitting headache. Hangover is more the right word. I hope the boss's "sexy Terry" wasn't listening in. If she was I'm afraid she may have learned some new words about up bringing and hereditary traits. 

Somewhere about half way through the one sided conversation I quit. At least I think I did. Either way I'm not going to the jungles of Brazil or wherever it was he wanted me to go. I remember giving him plain directions on where he should go and how to get there. 

Later, after downing four aspirins, a glass of orange juice, and a beer I tried to go back to bed. No luck whatsoever, so I got up and called unemployment to file a claim. Who knows, I may get lucky and he will tell them I'm laid off. At worst I'm fired. I'm too tired of the whole mess to care.

A little later yet, I'm sitting on my back porch sipping black coffee and admiring the beauty of the day. This is where the idea of a camping trip comes to mind. Of course my mind is not really functioning up to speed after all the alcohol I'd consumed. A dead fish inside a wet newspaper was thinking better than I was. 

I hadn't been camping since my last marriage, some five or six years ago. I remember that at one time I had everything I'd need to go, but where it was I wasn't too sure. Somewhere inside the shop or the storage building would be my first guess. There was a bass boat out there too, I think. 

Around about my third cup of coffee this idea started to sound better and better. I can't handle caffeine any better than I can alcohol, and the two together are double trouble. I become a wide-awake drunk. 

I went inside, fixed another cup, and went to put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. I figured I'd explore the depths of my shop and storeroom and see what was there. It had been a very long time since I'd even unlocked the door much less entered the place. Speaking of which, where was the key to the lock?

After a short search and a brainstorm, I found the key on a nail behind the kitchen door. So good so far. The shop was a minor mess to say the least, with several unfinished projects scattered here and there. Some I remembered but others I didn't have a clue. Or were they parts of something else. 

The storeroom was a total mess, nothing in the right place. I stood in the doorway between the shop and storeroom and looked back and forth. I could just stay home and clean this up. Nope, sounds too much like work to me. I wanted rest and recreation. 

Where to start? A tent would be nice, lets see, I remember an old army duffel bag. Yes, there's an eight by ten frame tent and three small dome tents in here. I pull the three small tents out and check to see if all the framework for the big one is in the bag. It seems to be. There's a full sized air bed mattress, with a pump in there too. I toss it out to the floor of the shop. Looking around I selected two lanterns, a camp stove, a gallon can of fuel, a five-gallon water can, and two sleeping bags. A small hatchet and a bucksaw are next in the pile. 

Three fishing rods, a tackle box, and a bucket with rod holders, cast net, and stinger add to the growing heap of stuff. Two ice chests and a pair of lawn chairs finish the load. Taking another look around I try to decide what else I'll need. It's too warm to need the tent heater but a tarp, cable a come-along may be handy in case of rain. 

Back in the shop I look at this mountain of stuff and wonder if it's worth it. No sir, you're not backing out now. I looked at the boat and wondered why I hadn't had it on the water in three or four years. Both the boat sticker and the license tags were out of date; I sure didn't feel like messing with city hall to get them renewed. I'd fish off the bank, if I wanted to fish. I'd need to stop and get a fishing license.

Back in the house and another cup of coffee later, I started to pack. Shorts, tee shirts, bathing suit, towels, a couple pair of Levies, socks, two sweat shirts, and a pair of sandals, sounded about right. I'd wear a pair of shorts, tee shirt, and my tennis shoes. I'd need a pillow, sunscreen, and mosquito repellent. 

In the kitchen I set out an old boiler, a skillet, a coffeepot, and the utensils I thought I'd need. A small bucket and a small plastic pan finished this pile. It all went into a box along with whatever foodstuff from the pantry I thought would be useful, from spices to coffee and sugar, to canned goods. I'd brought one of the ice chests in with me and filled it from the refrigerator. 

A radio crossed my mind so I found one in the top of my closet. There were no batteries in it. A flashlight was the next item. Its batteries were dead as usual. 

After the job of loading all this crap into my old Ram Charger, I felt like going back to bed. Nope, I'm still not backing out. All dressed and ready, I made one more pass through the house to see what I'd missed that I would need. 

My shaving kit, a pillow, and a small medicine bag were all I found. A couple of coffee cups and a few odds and ends from the kitchen were added to the loaded truck. A shovel was added from the last check of the shop and I was ready.

I climbed into the truck and started the engine, then promptly shut it off. Okay I was going camping; the problem was I didn't have a clue as to where. I sat and thought a moment; in the past I'd always had family with me, that dictated where we went to camp. Being alone and kind of wanting to stay that way was a whole other story. 

I pulled a map out and went over it looking at and for campgrounds and areas. There were endless possibilities as Texas is a very large state. Most places were to far or in areas of the state where I didn't really want to spend any time. The fact that I had fishing gear in the truck meant there should be water there. That narrowed it down a lot. 

Five sections of three national parks were what I was left with. Two had limited water and were to close to large population areas. One was a high usage recreation area that I remembered from way back when. That left two areas that I knew absolutely nothing about. One on the southern end of Sam Rayburn Lake and the other on the western shore of Toledo Bend.

Starting the truck back up, I headed out with kind of an idea where to go. Stopping in town, I gassed up and had lunch. While eating I made a list of the supplies I would need. A stop at a Wally World super store took care of that list.

On the road headed east I was feeling better than I had in a long time. I realized I was driving about five miles under the speed limit, where I was usually running ten over and always in a hurry to get to or from somewhere. I also realized that I was actually watching the scenery as it went past. Now this was living like I couldn't remember for a long time.

I was about half way across the Indian reservation when a small white car flew past me on a blind curve. He made it, but the guy in the other lane and I both had to hit our brakes hard to keep from getting him killed. Usually this type of driving just pisses me off, but today I just shake my head and continue on. I was actually amused and amazed at my attitude which is totally unlike me.

A couple more curves and I hit a long down hill straight stretch. As I come out onto the straight away, I see the small white car pulled over on the side of the road at the bottom of the hill. A few seconds later the passenger door opens and someone gets out and slams the door. The car sits there for a moment then throws rocks and gravel as it fishtails back out onto the highway and speeds off over the next hill.

As I get closer, I realize that it is a woman standing on the side of the road with her arms folded. I slow and pull over just past her. Opening the door I lean out and asked. "Are you alright?"

She is looking at me with a frown on her face. She opens her mouth then closes it before unfolding her arms and walking toward me. She stops by the back bumper of my truck and asks, "Are you going into Woodsville? Is there a bus station there?"

"Yes I'm going through Woodsville, but I don't know anything about the town." I answered. "Would you like a ride?" She walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and got in, which I took for a yes.

As I pulled back onto the road she said to no one in particular, "Some people are real assholes."

I chuckled and nodded, "Me or the guy in the car?"

She looked over at me and replied, "The guy in the car. Sorry, I didn't realize I had said that out loud. He's an idiot and crazy to boot. I thought he was going to get us killed back there passing on that curve and that was the third time today. I should know better than to date guys from the city."

I had been looking her over ever since I stopped and I liked what I saw. Tall, long red hair, cute face, nice set of boobs under that short halter top, narrow waist above wide hips encased in a pair of short cut off levies, and a pair of legs that seemed to go on forever. 

Yes, a very, very nice looking lady in her mid thirties. I chuckled at the sarcastic tone of her voice and said, "Yes he sure appeared to be a real winner. What was his hurry? It's far to nice a day to be flying by all this beautiful scenery."

She turned in the seat slightly and looked at me for a moment before answering, "We were supposed to be going to visit some friends of his that have a cabin over by Sam Rayburne Lake. To tell the truth though, I'm not really sure what he had in mind, except for his plans for me. He didn't know it but he had more trouble than he could handle. I'm not that type of lady, if you know what I mean."

I laughed and asked, "Where are you from?"

She smiled for the first time and her face lit up. "I'm from a little town just outside Bryan. Where are you from?"

"I live a few miles west of Livingston, out by the lake." I answered.

Glancing in the back of the Ram Charger she said, "Looks like you're going camping. Where at?"

With a chuckle I answered, "I'm not sure yet. It's been a long time since I've been anywhere besides work and even longer since I've been camping. I have a couple of places in mind but have never been to either one."

I kicked the truck off of cruise control and let it slow as we entered the city limits of Woodsville. "I've been through here several times, but I've never seen a bus station. As small as this place is, it will probably be at a convenience store down toward the center of town." 

It was. A greyhound sign hung out in front of the Shell station on the corner of the major north south highway and the one I was on. As I pulled into the driveway, I said, "I'll wait around for a little while if you want me to. I'd feel better knowing that you were going to be alright."

She looked at me for few seconds and then smiled, "Thank you. You seem to be a pretty nice guy. Most people wouldn't take the time to worry about a stranger." 

When I was parked she continued, "I'll see if there's a bus headed for Bryan and how much the ticket is. I should have enough money. I think I'll be fine."

Smiling I said, "I'll wait just the same."

She was back in about ten minutes and frowning again. Opening the door she said, "There are only four buses a week through here, two for Dallas and two for Houston. The Houston bus just left an hour ago and the next bus will be for Dallas next Monday. What the hell am I going to do for three and a half days? There's a Motel down the road the guy said was reasonable but I've only got enough money for the ticket to Dallas and back to Bryan. I hate to have to do it but I guess I'll hitch hike home."

Not liking that idea at all I said, "That's not a good idea. There are a lot of crazy assholes out there, some even worse than the one you were with earlier. Look, I'll drive you home, if it's going to come to that. I can have you there safe and sound in five hours."

She looked at me closely and then said, "Closer to six hours, I live on the other side of Bryan and way back in the sticks. I appreciate the offer but you've got your own plans and I don't want to mess them up."

I chuckled and said, "I haven't been camping in a long time, and to tell the true the only reason I'm going is to get away and hide for a while. I'm tired of working too much and being alone. Spending time with you sounds better to me; anyway I can always go on with the trip after I drop you off. There's got to be places over that direction to camp."

She stood looking at me for a minute or two and then climbed up into the truck and sat down. "Okay, the hitch hiking idea was a bad one but I still don't want to spoil your trip. Yeah, there are several places to camp over in my neck of the woods but you wouldn't like it. They get over run by the college kids in the afternoons and evenings who are looking for a place to get out of town and to party. Weekends are even worse. What other options do we have?"

I laughed and jokingly said, "Well, you could come camping with me and on Monday I could run you back over here to catch the bus. After all, you were on your way to spend some time at the lake anyway."

She looked at me for a long moment and then looked over in the back of the Ram Charger at the pile of camping gear. Looking back at me she grinned and said, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but okay. Just remember I ain't that kind of girl. When I agree to go camping with you I mean camping and nothing more, understand?" 

I chuckled as I nodded and then ask a question as a thought crossed my mind, "Uh, just one problem that I see. Where is your luggage? All I've seen is your purse and you aren't carrying much of a wardrobe in there."

She looked dumb struck for a second and then swore under her breath. Shaking her head she said, "Idiot. I'm an idiot. All my stuff is in the trunk of Glen's car. I've been so worried about getting home I hadn't even thought about my clothes. Now what do I do?"

I had started the truck but I shut it back off. "Do you have any idea where his friends place is on the lake?"

She looked thoughtful for a moment then answered, "Somewhere on this side of the dam, down by the lake. Glen said something about a park and boat launch ramp that was closed because of erosion but I didn't catch a name. I'm not even sure of his friends name."

"That whole area is part of the National Forest, as best I can tell from the map I studied earlier. I wonder if they have a Ranger station somewhere in that area. They would know what parks are closed and what's near them." I said thinking out loud.

Opening the truck door she said, "I'll go ask the guy inside if he knows and if he doesn't then I see if he has a phone book that lists it."

"Okay, you do that and I'll check the map and see if it's marked and how many roads go down by the lake in that area." I said as she got out. "Oh, by the way, my names Larry."

She grinned and said. "Laura. Laura Ashford. I'm glad to meet you Larry. Would you like a coke or something when I come back, it's starting to get hot out here."

"Thanks for the offer but save your money, I have some iced down in the back. I'll get a couple out." I told her. She smiled and headed inside the station.

When I got out to get the cokes, I realized she was right. It had been a cool wet spring and now in late June it was starting to get hot in the afternoons. Since I'd been back, I had always been in the air-conditioned house, truck, or bar. Back in the truck, I looked over the map in the area near the dam. There were only a couple of areas that were shown with roads down to the lake. There was a park in that area too called Sandy Creek. I was folding the map to show that area when she returned. 

I handed her a coke and said, "There's a lake office shown at the dam and a forestry office shown off a side road just this side of the dam, but I don't know which is the right place."

She grinned and said, "The forestry office. I called and the only boat ramp and park closed is at the end of the next road west of the office. The Ranger said there was a sign there with a closed sign nailed across it. When I asked him about people living on the lake he suggested that we drive down that road and take the first road to the left. According to him there are about a dozen roads off that one that go down to the lake. All of them turn off to the right. There are about four small subdivisions and twenty five scattered homes in that area. When we get to the Sandy Creek Road we've gone to far as there's no one living past there that's on the water."

I grinned and handed her the folded map showing the exact area she was talking about. She laughed and said. "You think you're so smart don't you? 

I laughed and answered, "More like a blind hog finding an acorn by tripping over it. Luck has its place sometimes."

She popped the top on the coke and took a sip. Settling back in the seat and crossing her legs she asked, "What are we waiting for? Shall we go house hunting or is that car hunting since that's the only clue we have."




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*****

An hour later we were making a left at the closed park sign. Laura had loosened up and relaxed. She had turned in her seat and was leaning on the door with her left leg drawn up on the seat. The tight cutoff jeans were showing off her great legs to perfection and the halter top left her flat stomach bare. I hadn't noticed until she turned to sit that way that she had her belly button pierced with a small diamond stud. I found that to be very sexy.

When I said something about it, she chuckled and replied. "It makes me feel sexy and a little naughty. My younger sister had hers done and talked me into doing it. At the time I felt silly and too old to be doing something like that but now it gives me a little thrill to see someone staring at it." She laughed and continued, "I guess I'm a little kinkier than I thought I was. That's a strange thing to find out as you're going over forty."

"Forty? No way, I figured you at around thirty four or thirty five at the most." I said as I made the next left.

She laughed and said, "Well thank you kind sir but I'll be forty three in December."

"Hey my birthdays in December too, the forth. I'm a little older than you though, I'll be fifty five."

"Bullshit." She said. "There's no way you older than I am." She leaned forward to study my face. "Well, maybe my age but not over fifty. You're going to have to prove that one buster." 

After I made the first right turn I slowed and got my wallet out of my back pocket and passed over my drivers license. She looked at it a moment and said, "Well, I'll be damned, you are going to be fifty five." Handing it back to me she smiled and said, "You're not in bad shape for an old fart."

I laughed as I put the wallet away. There was a small housing tract at the end of the road and we cruised all of the lakeside roads but didn't see Glen's car. 

As we headed out and got back on the main road she asked, "Your license says you're not married. Is that still true or just out of date?"

I chuckled and answered, "Sorry to say its true. I'm still single and no I'm not seeing anyone." I went on to explain about my job and the amount of time I was gone.

As we turned into the next road she asked, "Well, why don't you find a lady that will go along with you or even work with you? Sounds to me like the perfect thing for a couple. If my ex and I had spent more time together, we would probably still be together. It wasn't his job or the time that he was gone that was the problem though, it was his roving eye, if you know what I mean."

I nodded as we started to check out the scattered lakeside homes along this road that ran out onto a point. "Yeah, my wife worked with me after the kids got grown and it was a wonderful time for us. Since she passed away, I haven't found anyone who could or would give up what they were doing to go with me. A couple of them did for a while but they ended up not liking the job or maybe me enough to stay at it."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about your wife. I didn't mean to bring up a sore subject. How long ago did she pass away?" She asked.

"It's been a little over eleven years now. It was a long time ago and all things heal with time. I find that I don't think about her as much any more. Things like my kids and a couple of songs still bring back a rush of memories but they're just the good ones."

She interrupted me, "Whoa, back up. His car is parked down by that boat house back there."

I stopped the truck, backed up, and pulled down into the driveway we had just passed. As I stopped, she got out and walked to the car and looked in through the side window. Giving me a grin and a thumbs up she headed for the back door of the house. She knocked on the door and after a minute someone came to the door. They talked for a while then she headed for the truck. 

Opening the door she said, "Him and his buddy left a little while ago to go into town. The lady didn't know when they would be back. She said they were dressed like they were going partying so she doesn't expect them until after the clubs close, if then. She said she would tell Glen that I came by and she'd get my bags out of his car. I didn't tell her we were camping around here because I don't want Glen to come looking for me. If there's a place to camp around here, can we do that so I can get my stuff tomorrow?"

I nodded and said, "According to the map there's a camp grounds at Sandy Creek. We can check and see if there's an opening there; if not I'm sure there are others close by."

With a smile and a "thank you." She climbed into the truck.

*****

Five miles down the main road we hit Sandy Creek road and made a right. Three miles farther was the park entrance with a map of the place posted on a board. The boat launch ramp was the first road to the left; the group camp area was the first road to the right. The second road to the right was the camping area which ran out on a point and had twenty or so spaces. The main road went on down to a picnic area, trailer camping area, and swimming area. It also showed that there were showers there.

We drove on into the park and made the right to the camp grounds. I expected it to be crowded but there was no one there. We had our choice of sites. This point was actually a ridge that stuck out into the lake. The road down the middle was about twenty feet above the lakes surface and the camp sites were evenly spaced down each side. I drove down to the turn around at the end of the road and turned around. 

Looking over at Laura I asked, "Well, which one do you like?"

She chuckled and shrugged. "I've never had my choice of sites like this before. Let's get out and walk back down the road and check them out closer."

"Sounds good to me." I said, as I got out of the truck. 

Looking around at the way the point stuck out into the lake, I liked the first one on the left, but it didn't have much in the way of shade. The water went farther back on the left side than the right so I was more inclined to that side. The second site was right next to the rest rooms and very open. 

The third one caught my eye and I told Laura, "I think I like this one. It's a little farther back off the road and on two levels. The tent can go on the lowest level where there's a good flat area and the picnic table is above it. We'll have a good view of the water but won't be right out in the open like some of the other sites are."

She walked over and looked it over closely. "You have a good eye for camp sites. If it rains most of the run off will go around us. We'll have morning sun and afternoon shade along with a good lake breeze. I agree, lets get set up, it'll be dark in an hour or so."

I drove the truck down to the site and backed it in. With Laura's help it didn't take long to get things set up. I realized she had done this more than once in her life. Just as dark was falling we were done. I lit one of the lanterns and hung it up near the table. Lighting the other I hung it down near the tent. 

Laura had left camp going up the hill. I assumed she was going to the rest room but when she returned she carried an arm load of firewood. Dumping it next to the fire pit she said, "A fire will feel good in about an hour or so. If you have a flashlight, I'll hunt up some more wood while you fix us something to eat." With a grin she asked, "You can cook can't you?"

Chuckling I opened a box and got out the flashlight. While searching through a couple of shopping bags for the new batteries I said, "Cook? You mean there's not a restaurant around here?"

Her mouth opened then closed and then opened again. When I laughed she said, "You're kidding right?"

"Yes, I'm kidding. I think I can whip up something that will be eatable. Here's your flashlight, just don't get lost in the dark." I said with a grin. She stuck out her tongue at me and then grinned back as she headed out into the dark.

I had cheated on the meal, as I had picked up a frozen chicken stir fry, when I did the shopping. Everything you need for a meal all in one bag. I left it simmering on low heat and went to help her find some wood. 

I could see the light up by the first campsite and headed that way. "Can you use some help?" I asked as I got near to her.

Laura yelled and jumped, dropping the load of sticks and limbs she had been carrying. Swinging the light around until it centered on me, she yelled, "You scared the shit out of me. Next time, whistle or make some kind of noise before you sneak up on a person."

"Uh, sorry. I didn't mean to spook you." I said softly. "I just wanted to help you with the wood."

She dropped the light beam away from me and said almost to herself, "For a big guy, you sure do walk quietly." Shining the light on a stack of split firewood she continued, "Someone left us a present. If you'll get those, I'll pick up what I already had, that should be enough for tonight."

With my arms loaded with the wood, we headed back toward camp. She was shining the light so we could both see as I said, "I'm part Indian."

From the dark, I heard her say, "Huh?" and then as she remembered what she'd said earlier she add, "Oh, you mean about you walking so quietly. I was wondering there for a minute, if I had missed something." I chuckled as we continued on toward camp.

I dumped the wood next to the fire pit and went to check the stir fry. Laura busied herself making a fire. After a few seconds, she looked up toward me and said, "Hey, you can cook. At least it smells good."

I laughed, "The marvels of modern life, frozen stir fry, just like Mama San used to make." 

I loaded two plates with Chow Mien Noodles and covered them with the sweet and sour stir-fry. "Soups on, want a beer or a coke, with it?"

She had the fire going nicely as she answered, "Hey, a beer would be great. I'll be right up."

After a bite or two she said, "Hey, this ain't bad. An Indian, cooking and eating Chinese, how international." She ended with a chuckle.

"I've had better, especially in Hong Kong or even San Francisco, it just tastes good out here in mother natures land." I said with a grin, letting her remark pass.

She stopped eating for a moment and looked at me, "Hong Kong? You've been to Hong Kong?" 

I nodded and explained that most of my work was in the states, but I had worked over most of the world, from time to time over the last twenty-five years. 

She ate a couple of more bites and said, "I've hardly even been out of Texas. I've gone gambling in Louisiana several times and went to Florida once, but that's about the extent of it. I'd love to see more of the world, or even more of this country."

I chuckled and told her, "The hours I work, makes it hard for me to see much even when I do travel. Oh, I occasionally have some time off, a few days here and there, so I do get to see a little. I can't complain, I guess. It wouldn't do me much good if I did." I ended with another chuckle.

Looking at me as she took a swallow of her beer, she seemed thoughtful. When she sat the bottle down, she said, "You seem a little cynical about what you do. If you don't like it, then why do you keep doing it?"

I thought about her question as I ate the last couple of bites of my meal. By the time I had pushed the plate back, I still wasn't sure about an answer. As though she could see the wheels turning behind my eyes, she sat quietly and finished her food. 

About the time she pushed her plate back, I said, "I quit. Well, I think I did anyway. My boss will probably give me a few days to cool off and then he'll call to see how I am. He knows me well enough to know that I've been working too much and that going to South America on short notice was a bad idea." 

I stopped and thought some more. "That doesn't answer your question though, does it?" Not waiting for an answer, I went on. "I guess it's because I've done it so long and wouldn't know how to do anything else. Each job is the same, but no two are alike. It's boring most of the time, until you hit gas or oil, and then it's fast and ferrous. You only have one chance to get it right. Does any of that make any sense?"

She nodded but didn't say anything; she seemed to be waiting. I looked at her as I took a swallow of my beer. "I guess the answer is that I like the job. It's just that as I get older, I'm having a problem with the loneliness, the long hours, and the time away from home." I paused for a moment as what I said sunk in. 

Looking over at her, I said, "I haven't even admitted that to myself, but it's true."

She smiled and said, "Maybe you just needed someone to talk to, someone to listen, that didn't have a vested interest."

I nodded and smiled, "Smart lady." I said almost to myself. 

She grinned and replied, "Since I'm so smart, why am I sitting at a table on the other side of nowhere with no clothes and no way to get home for three days?"

I laughed and answered, "Just lucky I guess." This made her laugh. "If you weren't here, then who would listen to my problems?"

She grinned and stood up, "You cooked, so I get to do the dishes." She said. "Why don't you grab another beer and go sit by the fire. Rest and relaxation are the orders of the day for you. Anyway, a women's work is never done, you know that."

I chuckled and stood up. "Thank you for listening. I needed that."

With a shrug, she replied, "Hey, no problem. Where would I be, if you hadn't stopped? A little listening is the least I can do. Now, go on and get out of my way."

I got two beers and sat one on the table near her as she put on a pot of water to boil. She smiled and took a sip. With a grin she asked, "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

"No, I just don't drink alone. When I'm by myself, it's coffee, tea, or water." I said as I moved over to the fire and set up the two chairs, I had brought.

"Sounds familiar." She said. "I'm a social drinker myself. Although lately, Greg has tried to turn me into a party animal. That's what I get for robbing the cradle." She ended with a chuckle.

While waiting for the water to boil, she moved over to the end of the bench and sat down. "Don't get the wrong idea though, he's just a friend. A young friend, I admit, but just a friend. He wants it to be more, but I just don't see a future there, if you know what I mean. I was married to one party animal and I don't need another. I do all right by myself, I don't necessarily like it, but I get by."

"I know the feeling." I said. "There have been a couple of young ladies, with the emphasis on young, that have shown an interest, but I learned that lesson a long time ago. The sex may be great, but what do you talk about afterwards?"

She laughed and shook her head, "That is a problem, isn't it?"

I looked up at her, to see her grinning. With a grin of my own, I replied, "Yes it is."

The water had started to boil so she got up and filled the small pan. After a few minutes went by she said, all of a sudden, "I think you're right. I hadn't ever thought about it that way but I can see what you mean." 

After a while she asked, "Do you have many of these youngsters chasing you?" When I laughed, she looked over at me. "I guess that means, it's none of my business. Okay, I'm nosy, I come by it naturally, I am a woman after all."

"No, it's not that. It's the mental picture of some old fart in a wheel chair, with a bunch of teenyboppers chasing him around. I may be in my mid fifties, but I see myself as late thirties, or early forties." I told her.

"In that case, what do you consider young?" She asked with a grin.

I sighed, grinned, and shook my head before I answered. "Anyone my daughters age, I guess. Although, lately, anyone under forty, is closer to the truth. I was to young to be a beatnik and to old to be a hippie, so I'm part of that lost generation that no one talks about."

She tossed the dishwater out in the woods and rinsed the pan before she came over to sit down in the other chair. "I was a hippie, well, sort of. As much as east Texas and a small town would let me be anyway. I have nothing against a little something to smoke, but that's where I draw the line. I tried being a wild child, but somehow that didn't seem to be me, so I lost interest and went back to being a country girl." 

We sat there and sipped our beer for a while; I got up and added some wood to the fire. After a while, she asked, "Well, what have you got planned for the weekend?"

I glanced over at her and replied, "I brought my fishing rods, so I guess I'll fish. Maybe take a walk, but mostly I had planned to relax."

After a long silence, I asked, "Is there anything you want to do?"

Following another long period of silence, she replied, "I would like to go swimming. That is, if I get my suitcase with my bathing suit in it, back."

I chuckled and with a mischievous grin said, "Well, you could always go skinny dipping."

She laughed and said, "I love to skinny dip, but I'd scare all the fish away, among other things. Anyway, the way my luck has been going lately, I'd end up in jail."

Without thinking, I said, "Well, its dark and there's a lake somewhere over there, what do you think? Is it safe enough?"

First a grin and then a frown chased each other across her face. "Part of me says, hell yes and then part of me says, hey wait a minute, you don't really know this guy to well. Talk about confusion." 

She paused a moment and then looked over at me. "Can I trust you?"

I looked at her seriously for a moment and then replied, "I think so. Actually I hate to admit it, but you're as safe with me as you want to be." I chuckled and added, "Damn, there goes my bad reputation, foiled again."

She laughed and shook her head. "I don't know why, but I believe you." After a short pause, she said, "Okay, where's a good spot?"

I grinned and replied; "You're asking me? This place is as new to me, as it is to you. I'd think somewhere down near the point. There's no one else here, so it doesn't seem to really matter does it?"

She laughed, "Good point. Do you have a couple of towels or do we drip dry?"

"That much, I have covered. You grab the flashlight, while I round them up." I said.

*****

A few minutes later found us walking down the road toward the point. We each had a fresh beer and I carried the towels, while she used the flashlight to light our way. We found a way down the steep bank to the sandy and rocky shoreline. After a short look around, we found a sand area back near the side of the point that looked like a good place. 

I laid the towels on a large rock and pulled off my shirt. Laura turned off the light and laid it with the towels, and then stood there looking around. There was a small slice of moon hanging just above the trees across the lake from us, enough to see by once our eyes adjusted. 

With a shrug, she stepped out of her sandals and said, "Looks good to me, let's get wet."

I pulled off my tennis shoes as she pulled off the halter top. I had been right about her boobs, not overly large but very nice. They sat high on her chest and didn't sag at all. Not bad for a woman over forty. As I slipped off my shorts, I realized I was semi hard. She unbuttoned and then unzipped the short Levi shorts, and then she glanced over at me as she slipped them down over her hips. 

Her eyes wandered over my body for a second and came to rest on my manhood. My eyes were roaming over her body also. She stood sideways to me and when she bent to take the shorts all the way off, her ass was stuck out at a provocative angle. Very nice, my mind whispered to me as my manhood twitched. When she turned to lay the shorts on the rock, I could see a vee of hair on her mound. I grinned and wondered if it was as red as the hair on her head. My manhood raise another notch.

When my eyes returned to her face, she was grinning. "What?" I asked with a grin of my own.




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With a downward glance she replied, "I guess that means you like what you see?"

"What's not to like?" I asked, "You're a good looking woman, even in the dark."

She laughed, "Good, the dark hides a lot, thank God."

"Just one question." I said, "Is that little vee of hair red also?"

She laughed and headed for the water as she replied, "Redder than my hair, if that's what you want to know. And yes it's natural."

I chuckled as I followed her. She waded out until she was about waist deep and then she turned and said, "The waters warmer than I thought it would be." As she turned back she added, "You're not a bad looking guy, yourself. And yes my nipples are hard, along with something else. So don't think you're the only one effected by see someone naked for the first time." Then she dove and swam away from me.

I went under and came up shaking the water out of my eyes. Laura swam out and then circled back towards me. I pushed off and slowly made a long loop of my own. The water felt great. It had been a very long time since I had last been swimming. By the time I was once again standing in waist deep water, I was breathing hard and my arms were tired. 

"Boy am I out of shape." I told her between deep breaths.

She laughed and said, "Me to. It's been to long since I've done this."

I looked at her a second and asked, "Swimming or skinny dipping?"

"Both." She answered with a laugh. "I don't normally tell this but I hate clothes. I'd go naked all the time if I could."

I chuckled, "Me to. When I'm home, I never wear anything, unless I have company or it's cold. I guess that makes us closet nudist or something."

She laughed at the mental picture, that brought up. "Have you ever been to one of those nudist camps before?" She asked as she knelt down in the water. The air and especially the light breeze were chilly.

I knelt down close by her and replied, "Nope. I've thought about it, but I never have. I've been to the clothing optional beach on the gulf coast, south of here, a time, or two. It was fun and interesting. It's not really a legal place so you have to be careful. Also a lot of gay guys hang out down there so I felt a little uncomfortable at times."

"Oh, so you were by yourself?" She asked.

"Sure. I don't know anyone, that I would have had the nerve to ask to go with me." I said. "It's not something that comes up very often in conversation around where I live." I added with a chuckle.

She laughed and said, "Sounds like the same kind of place I'm from. Well, next time you decide to go, call me. I don't know if I could do it or not, but I'd at least go with you. I could beat off the gay guy and keep you safe." 

When I laughed, she giggled and added, "That wasn't what I meant and you know it."

"I know." I said, "I was just teasing you." After a seconds paused I continued, "I might just take you up on that. Like I said, it's clothing optional. No one has to be nude but what's the point of going there if your not going to get naked. Most of the women I've seen down there, wear either a sexy pair of panties or a bikini bottom and just go topless. From time to time, most all of them lay out and sun, nude."

"It's a tempting thought." She said slowly. "I do have this incredibly small bikini, I bought one time. I've never worn it outside the house. It was one of those vanity things I did, right after I turned forty."

"I'll bet you look stunning in it." I said softly.

She laughed and said, "Stunning in it? There really ain't enough of it for me to be in it. It's more like two Band-Aids and a postage stamp, held together with dental floss."

I laughed and said, "I've got to take you to the beach now, just to see this suit."

She giggled and said, "It's in my bag in Greg's car." After a short pause, she continued, "I thought that if we were in a remote enough area, I might put it on and shock the shit out of him. He'd be drooling all over himself."

I laughed at that and said, "You naughty girl you, teasing the poor animals."

She laughed and replied, "Yeah, that's all I was going to do. He's always wearing this Speedo, that is to small and too tight. I thought I'd show him what skimpy was." She laughed and then added; "I don't think so. I'd end up shocking myself, more than him."

"But your not shocked, skinny dipping in the dark with a guy you hardly know?" I asked.

"That is kind of strange, isn't it?" She replied with a chuckle. 

After a moment of thought she said, "Maybe it's the dark or maybe it's the guy, I'm not sure which. Maybe it's a combination of the two." Another pause followed and she added, "You're not Greg. You looked but you wouldn't leer and make crude comments. Actually, I feel quite comfortable naked around you, which I find rather strange on it's own. I wasn't even comfortable naked, around my husband."

"Why was that?" I asked quietly.

She laughed and asked, "Are you sure, you're not a psychiatrist? You ask such pointed questions, one's that make me think."

"Nope, I'm just an old country boy, that's interested in understanding someone he likes." I said in a little bit of a rush, before I could think about it too much.

She looked at me hard for a second, before she said; "I think there's a whole bunch more to you, than just the good old country boy image you present." 

She continued to look at me for a second and then relaxed, "I don't really know why I wasn't comfortable around my husband naked. He was a year younger than me but he always acted so much older. He was real reserved and introverted, if you know what I mean. It just didn't seem right some how, as though he would object. He never said anything but after we had been married a while, he just stopped looking at me." 

She paused for a moment to sort out her thoughts. "When we were first married, we were always naked around each other, but as time went by..." She let the sentence slowly die. I didn't say anything; I just waited. 

After nearly a minute, she said flatly, "I divorced him because I caught him cheating with an ugly fat girl."

With a chuckle, I asked, "Would you have divorced him if it had been a beauty queen, he was sneaking around with?"

She laughed a splashed water at me saying, "Asshole! Yes, I would have but I would have felt better about myself afterwards."

I splashed her and said laughingly, "I knew that. I just wanted to see if you were a redhead or not."

She splashed more water, before she jumped up and dunked me. I came up sputtering, grabbed her around the waist, and dunked her back. The wrestling match was on. For the next ten minutes it was all out war to see who could drown whom. I'm not sure who won, as we ended up laughing so hard we both liked to have drowned. 

We moved in closer to shore and sat on the bottom breathing hard, just our heads and shoulders above water. I'm a fairly strong guy, but she was my match. She was strong for her size and quick as a cat. 

When I told her so, she laughed and said, "Thank you, kind sir. I haven't had this much fun in years." 

I sat there looking at the moon and the bright spread of stars overhead. A sweep of light drew my attention to the bluff behind me. Laura turned as I did and we both ducked lower, our hips and legs were touching as we watched the lights swing on around the turn around. As they went on back towards the main road, I turned my head toward Laura and suddenly found myself kissing her soft lips. 

She kissed me back for a moment and then pulled back. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea." She whispered softly. 

"Yeah, we might like it, and then where would we be?" I asked softly, a smile on my face. 

She grinned and leaned forward to kiss me again. After a moment her tongue flicked at mine and the duel was on, her hand came up to the back of my head, as mine went to hers. Somehow or the other, she ended up sitting on my lap, a leg on each side of me, my arms around her waist and her arms around my neck. 

Her breasts were mashed against my chest, I could feel her hard nipples rubbing as we breathed and moved against each other. Her sex was hot, where it was pressed tightly against my ridged manhood.

We finally came up for air, both of us breathing hard. Laura rested her forehead against mine for a second and then she laid her head on my shoulder. One of her arms was still around my neck but the other was now around my back and she hugged me to her, I hugged her back. 

I blew out a deep breath and whispered, "Wow!"

She nodded against my shoulder and held me tightly. Not moving, she said softly, "Oh boy, are we in trouble."

When I nodded against the back of her neck, she giggled and asked, "Just how did I end up where I am?"

I shook my head and answered slowly, "I don't have a clue." I blew out another breath and added, "And I'm not complaining in the least."

She giggled again and whispered, "Neither am I. I was just wondering. It had to be a neat trick, one that could only happen in water." I just nodded and held her tight against me. 

After a time, she shivered and sat up. The slight movement of her sex against mine made my shaft twitch. She gasped softly and pressed herself tighter to me. 

"Oh me." She said softly. "I had better get up from here or I'm going to go boom." 

She didn't make a move to get up; she just flexed her hips once and then groaned loudly, another shiver running through her body. She laid her head back on my shoulder and sighed. 

"Too late." Was all she said.

I ran my hands up and down her back slowly and then hugged her gently. "It's been a while, I take it?" I asked in a whisper. She nodded her head and sighed again.

After a few minutes, she sat back up and kissed me. The kiss was soft and sweet. When she pulled her head back she said, "I think its time to get out of the water. I know its going to be cold so, lets hurry and get back to camp." She looked deep into my eyes and continued, "I think you'll find a way to warm me up."

With a light peck on my lips, she grinned and stood up; her sex was only inches from my nose. When my hands went to her hips, she laughed and danced back out of my grasp. 

"It's cold up here." She said as she headed for the beach and a towel. 

She was wrapped in the beach towel and shivering by the time I got there. I grabbed my towel and hastily dried off, before I wrapped it around me and hugged her. I rubbed my hands over her and the towel, trying to warm her. 

She cuddled up against me and laughed. "Come on, let's grab our clothes and go do this right."

So just wearing towels we headed back to camp. Climbing the bluff was interesting and fun as she bent over for a hand hold and I licked at her exposed ass cheek. She giggled and climbed faster. Once again on the road above, I turned off the flashlight and we walked hand in hand toward the camp lights. 

*****

I dropped our shoes onto the bench of the table as we went by and took our combined clothes from Laura. She went about building up the fire, while I took the clothes to the tent and returned with the two pairs of sweats from my bag. She took the tops of one set, slipped it on, and then removed the towel. 

It came down to mid thigh on her and she laughed. "It looks like a dress on me." 

She sat down in the chair and started to towel dry her long hair. I put on the other sweat shirt and watched Laura grin, as I tossed the towel on the chair and put on the pants. 

I went back to the tent and returned with a brush. I sat down in a chair and motioned for her to sit on my knees. When she did, I started brushing the tangles out of her hair. I worked slowly, so as not to hurt her and anyway, I was enjoying what I was doing. After I had it straight, I took the towel and wrapped it around the long fall of hair, squeezing out the water. I brushed it again. 

As I finished she said, "Hey, a girl could end up liking treatment like this."

I laughed and said, "Just part of the service, from the friendly staff, here at Camp Where The Hell Are We."

She laughed and got up, motioning for me to stand up. When I did, she sat down and indicated for me to sit on her knees. I smiled and shook my head. "I'd hurt you." I said, as I pushed her knees apart and squatted between them, with my back to her. My hair only comes to the bottom of my shoulder blades, but it is thick and fine. 

She used the towel to dry it and then brushed it. "I've never had anyone besides my barber brush my hair before." I said.

"I find that hard to believe." She replied. "You have great hair. Most guys your age, are either bald or wear their hair short."

I laughed at that. "Guy's my age? Sounds like I'm over the hill or something." 

She giggled and was going to say something but I cut her off. "I only started wearing it long about five years ago, so it's kind of new to me. I've thought about cutting it off, but several friends of mine have threatened to kill me if I do."

She said softly, "Add me to that list. I like it, it looks good on you."

When she was through, she handed me the brush over my shoulder and kissed me on the ear. "All done." She said in a whisper, as she nibbled on my earlobe, her arms going around my shoulders. She gave me another quick kiss on the ear and said in a normal voice, "Okay, now get out from between me and the fire, you big ox."

I laughed and stood up, to move over and sit in the other chair. When I was settled, I grinned at her and said, "Yes, Dear."

She looked at me for a second and then laughed her ass off. I chuckled along with her until she calmed down. I wasn't sure what was so funny but I really didn't care. I liked to hear her laugh.

Finally she said, "I was being kind of bossy, wasn't I?"

I chuckled and shook my head, "No, it just brought back memories of a long time ago. Good ones."

"You and your wife must have had a great relationship." She said quietly.

I let my mind wander for a few seconds as I nodded my head. "It was great, once I learned that what I had at home, was much better than anything I'd ever find out running around." I replied in the same tone of voice. 

She looked at me hard for a couple of seconds, so I added, "Believe it or not, I was a party animal, once upon a time. I liked to have messed up the best thing in the world. I was lucky; she stuck around long enough for me to discover this for myself. I spent the rest of our time together, trying to make up for my stupidity."

Her look softened and she nodded, "I think in the long run, she was lucky too."

We were quiet for a while after that, each lost in their own thoughts. She sat up, stretched, and then looked over at me. I smiled at her and stood up. She returned the smile and stood up also. I turned the lantern down and took her hand. We walked slowly down to the lower level, where I turned that lantern off. Still without a word spoken, we entered the tent. 

Inside, she watched me as I opened one sleeping bag and spread it out on the air mattress. When I opened the other one, she moved to give me a hand spreading it over the other. I tossed the pillow onto one end and started to say something. Quickly her fingers covered my mouth and she shook her head. Then we were there on our knees kissing. Soft and gently at first, but growing more intense and passionate by the moment. 

Suddenly she broke away and held me at arms length. She smiled shyly and then grinned as she grabbed the bottom of her sweat shirt and pulled it off over her head. I did the same and then sat down to take off the pants. Her grin came back as my hard manhood came into sight.

Undressed, I moved over onto the bed and laid down, as she followed me. I pulled the sleeping bag up over both of us, as she came into my arms. "Now where were we?" She asked softly, and the kiss started again.

Somewhat later, I rolled her over onto her back and entered her slowly, her hips moving up to greet and meet me half way. Our bodies rocked together slowly, passion building even higher. Her hips moved faster and mine followed suit. A low groaning moan announced her orgasm and mine was right behind. As I came, hers seemed to increase several notches as I held myself still, deep inside her body. 

Our bodies slowly relaxed and she sighed deeply, her hands wandering slowly over my back. I kissed her lightly on the lips and her eyes opened, a soft smile spread across her face. We lay like this, looking into each others eyes, smiling, until my softening member slowly slipped from her.

With a grin, I rolled over onto my side, pulling her with me. She settled her head on my arm and we intertwined our legs. The warm wetness of her against my upper thigh, my limp manhood against her lower belly. She sighed and snuggled up tighter, as my hand slowly explored the smooth curves of her back, butt, and hip. 

*****

I woke up to find Laura straddling my hips; my once again ridged manhood enfolded in her slit, as she slipped back and forth along my length. When my eyes opened, she grinned, and said, "Good morning."

I glanced at the open tent flap for a second, to see light gray daylight. I smiled and looked up at her. She raised her hips, as her hand went between us, she lifted me up and positioned me in her opening. 

I said, "Good morning, to you." And then groaned as she lowered herself down onto me. She sank slowly, until she was once again sitting on my hips. A slow hiss escaped her lips, the whole time.

"Oh yes, it is." She said softly and grinned again, as her hips moved slowly up and down. "And it's getting better by the minute."

My hands went to her hips and slowly followed the curve of her waist upward to caress the soft globes of her breasts. As I brushed my fingertips over her hard nipples, she arched her back and tilted her head back. Her hips settled tightly against me and she rocked her hips faster. I rolled a nipple between my thumb and forefinger and her hips ground into me, a sharp gasp forming on her lips. 

Her head came forward and she leaned forward, her hands coming to rest on my chest. I cupped both her breasts and squeezed gently. She arched her head back and rubbed herself hard against me, her clit working against my pelvic bone. A low moan started deep in her chest and rose in volume as she came, her hips still moving but slowly, firmly against me. 

Her hips slowed even more and finally stopped, as her head came forward, and she leaned down to kiss me. The kiss was soft and sweet, but with a hungry overtone. When she sat back, her hips started to move with a new urgency, a new energy. Her eyes shut for a second and then opened again. 

"Hmmm, the only way to start the day." She said and grinned down at me. 

For the first time, I moved my hips upward. She bit at her lip as her eyes closed again. Her hips set a rhythm and mine followed in counterpoint. The soft slapping sounds of her ass making contact with my thighs filled the tent. 

Her mouth opened but no sound came out, as she sped up and slammed hard down against me. I followed suit and the slapping sounds became louder and sharper. My hands went to her hips to steady her, as my eyes followed her bouncing, swaying breasts. 

Her face was almost blank and then she slammed against me once more and froze, only her hips were moving. Her hands went to her nipples, rolling them and pulling on them as she worked her hips. I could sense she was nearing her flash point and I wasn't far from it myself. Suddenly her inner muscles grabbed at me and a hot wetness ran along the length of my cock. 

"Oh, yes!" She yelled as I came with her. The hot jets of my cum mixing with her juices. Her upper body jerked each time I shot and her stomach rippled and flexed. My hands on her hips pulled us tightly together. 

How long we stayed this way, I do not know? Slowly her body relaxed and I realized that my hips were arched a couple of inches off the mattress. I relaxed and slowly lowered myself down. As she followed me down, a shiver ran up and then down her body. 




Camping



I watched as she caressed her breasts slowly and teased her nipples by rolling them under a finger. Her head came back forward and I saw that her eyes were still tightly closed; her tongue flicked out and ran over dry lips. I felt drained and totally relaxed but more alive than I had in a very long time. Every nerve in my body seemed to tingle. 

Laura opened her eyes and saw me watching her, she smiled softly and leaned forward unsteadily, her hands going to my chest to support herself. As her hips rotated forward slightly, she shivered again and her eyes closed. 

Opening her eyes again, she whispered, "I think I just died. If I didn't, then I should have. I've never felt anything so intense."

I ran my hands slowly up along her waist and then around to her back. I pulled her gently to me and she settled onto my chest with a long deep sigh and another shiver. I held her tightly for a second and then caressed her hair with one hand and her back with the other. 

Her head was on my shoulder, the back of her neck exposed to me. I kissed it softly before I whispered, "I know what you mean, it was like the first time I ever made love, but more so. I just don't have words for it." She snuggled against me and sighed deeply. I reached down and pulled the sleeping bag up over us.

I lay there, enjoying the warm weight of her on top of me. I lightly caressed her back and butt, before I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her gently. She sighed again and wiggled against me. I held her.

After a while, I figured she had gone back to sleep. I was just dozing off myself, when she stirred and whispered, "For a weekend that started off so badly, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Everything happens for a reason, or so it's said." 

I nodded and kissed the back of her neck again. She giggled and then wiggled again, "You'd better be careful, I'm starting to like that." 

When I kissed and then licked the nape of her neck, she shivered and lifted her head as she flexed her shoulders. With a chuckle she added, "Hmmm, I didn't know my neck was that sensitive."

As she relaxed back again, I kissed her neck and then whispered, "Since you like it so much, I guess it's my duty to keep doing it." 

I planted three soft kisses in a row along her neck. She moved her head forward exposing her neck to me more. I kissed and nibbled from her hairline downward as far as I could go and then licked my way back up. 

She shivered and sat up slowly, a grin on her face. "Now you've done it. You've got me all hot and bothered and there's no way to put out the fire." She wiggled her hips, her warm wet sex rubbing against my limp manhood.

Laughing, I rolled her over onto her back, with me now on top. "Bet me." I said as I kissed her sweet lips. 

I broke the kiss and moved my lips to her neck. I kissed down the side of her neck and out along her shoulder and then licked my way back along her collar bone to the pulsing hollow at the base of her throat. I kissed and licked there as her head tilted back slightly and a soft moan came from her.

I kissed lower and then over to lick and kiss my way around first one breast and then the other. I took a slow lick up the side of her right breast and traced circles around the stiff hard nipple, the soft moan was back and it grew louder as I sucked the nipple between my lips and flicked it with my tongue. 

When I moved to do the same to the left nipple, she arched her breast up tightly against my mouth, so I sucked as much of it as I could into my mouth and bathed it with swirls of my tongue. Her hands were on the back of my head, her fingers working in my hair. I moved back up and licked at her nipple for a second before I nipped at it gently with my teeth. She gasped and a shiver ran along her body.

As I licked and kissed my way downward between her breasts and out onto her stomach, she suddenly giggled and jerked, her hands trying to push my head away. I held my head in place and moved my kisses and licks lower. 

She laughed and pushed at me head saying, "Please no. I'm very ticklish there."

I dropped my head lower and applied my tongue to the skin just at the edge of the flame red hair on her mound. She jerked as I slowly moved my tongue upward with firm pressure. She wiggled but the giggle was now a soft moan of pleasure. I made several more long licks over different parts of her belly. When my tongue dipped into her navel, she gasped and trembled. I swirled my tongue in the indention and flicked at her stud with the tip of my tongue. Glancing upward, I could see her hands moving slowly and lightly over her own breasts and nipples. Her eyes were tightly shut and her mouth slightly open, her breathing harsh and irregular.

I moved back down and traced the outline of the hair on her mound. Her hips flexed as my tongue passed close to her swollen clit. It was peeking out from the fold of skin at the top of her slit. I brushed my tongue very lightly over it, her hips jerked and she groaned loudly.

My tongue followed the junction of her thigh and pelvis down and her legs spread wider, her knees coming up. I could taste the musky, sweet flavor of our sex from last night and earlier this morning. I licked and kissed my way up along her inner thigh, feeling it quiver and jerk all the way to her knee. I turned my attention to the other thigh and used it as a return path to her sex. 

I took a long slow lick up one swollen outer lip and then licked back down the other. I could hear her breath hiss in each time. Her hands abandoned her breasts and once more found my head. As my tongue flicked at the pearl pink folds of her inner lips, her hands tried to push my head away. 

"Please, don't. I'm a real mess down there."

I took a long lick right up the center of her drenched sex, tasting the mixture of her excitement and our earlier lovemaking. Her hips jerked up off the bed and trembled as my tongue circled and teased her clit. 

I raised my head and looked up at her, "I know. I helped make that mess, remember?" 

I took another long lick up along her slit. Her hips jerked but her hands didn't push me away from her opening sex. When I sucked on first one inner lip and then the other, her breath was once again a hiss. I used my tongue to spread and tease the sensitive flesh of those thin pink petals. When my tongue returned to licking up and down in her slit, her hands now tried to guide my tongue to her clit. 

I had other ideas and moved lower to taste her juices straight from the well of her womanhood. As my tongue teased the opening and then slowly wiggled inside, her ass rose up off the bed. I cupped an ass cheek in each hand and gently pressed outward, forcing the cheeks apart. 

My tongue now made a lick from her tailbone to her clit in one long slow movement. Her hips jerked three times on each lick. Once at the pucker of her asshole, once as it dipped into her sopping wet opening, and once as it bumped over her swollen clit. After a half dozen licks like this, she was trembling, shaking all over. 

On the next lick, I paused to explore the tight ring of muscles around her anus. Her ass jerked sharply and she yelled incoherently. When the tip of my tongue slipped into the tight ring her hips jerked and flexed against me. The yell was back as she came and came hard, her hips jerking as her body arched all the way off the bed. I moved upward slightly and rammed my tongue deep into her sex. Her yell got louder as I tongue fucked her to new heights. 

When her hips started to settle back toward the bed, I move up once more and brushed my tongue over her clit. Her hips jerked back up and the yell once more in full song. Each time I touched her clit she came. After eight or nine times, her hands were once again pushing against my head. I let her move it this time.

It took several minutes for her ass to finally settle back to the bed. I sat back on my heels and looked down at her. I could feel a smile on my face. My hand brushed against my manhood and I realized I was as hard as a rock. I slowly caressed myself as I watched her. 

I don't know what it is, but I love to watch a woman as she comes and especially just after. There is an expression on her face that can't be made at any other time. That look of satisfaction, mixed with lust and contentment. 

Laura licked her lips and her eyes fluttered open. Slowly they focused on me and she smiled. She licked her lips and took a deep breath before she whispered, "You could kill a girl like that, but what a way to go." She chuckled and grinned. 

Her eyes flicked down to my hand and what it was caressing. Her eyes darted back to my face for a second as she said, "You touch me with that and I'll die. I'm still trying to get all the little pieces of me back together even now."

With a grin, I moved over to lay down beside her. I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. Her hands found the back of my head and pulled me back for a longer, deeper kiss. 

When I leaned back, she licked her lips and giggled, "You taste like me and us."

I laughed and said, "For a while there, I needed a snorkel."

She chuckled and looked at me for a moment before she said, "I've never had anyone go down on me after we had made love. When I realized where you were headed, it kind of freaked me out and then it excited the hell out of me."

I looked at her a moment and the grinned, "You know what you taste like don't you?" She nodded and I continued, "Well, so do I. I know what I taste like and now I know what you taste like and what we taste like, so what's the problem? You're tasting you, doesn't make you a lesbian, so why would my tasting me on you make a difference? I enjoyed doing it, and you sure as hell enjoyed me doing it, so once again, what's the problem?"

She grinned and replied, "I don't know, I never understood it myself. I enjoyed it almost to much." She paused to chuckle. "Maybe I've been around the wrong men all my life. Maybe you're something special."

"Ah shucks Mam, now you'll make me blush." I said and laughed.

She laughed with me for a second, until she glanced down to see my manhood in its normal soft state. She frowned a second and said, "I guess I should've taken advantage of that when I could have. Now that I want to...." She let the sentence trail off. 

With a chuckle she sat up and pushed me over onto my back. "I think I know of a way to eat my cake and have it to." She said with a laugh, as she leaned over and kissed me. She leaned farther down and flicked her tongue against my hard nipple, which caused me to jerk. 

Her grin was interrupted by the sounds of something hitting the ground outside the tent and rolling past. As I sat up, a car door slammed and there was the sound of tires squealing on pavement. I moved to the tent door, just in time to see a white car disappear around the corner at the end of the campground road.

"What the hell was that?" Laura asked.

I grinned and replied, "I think your luggage was just delivered."

She moved to the door and unzipped the screen. As soon as the opening was large enough, she was outside; I shrugged and followed her. There was a medium sized, canvas travel bag laying on the ground about twenty feet past the tent. She went over and picked it up. 

"Yeah, it my bag all right. I wonder where my makeup case went to?"

"I didn't hear but one bag hit the ground down here, it may still be up above by the table." I supplied. When she started up the hill, I added, "Uh, wouldn't it be better if we put some clothes on first?"

She paused to looked down at herself and laughed. "You're probably right, but right now, I don't give a damn. That makeup bag has some jewelry and most of my money in it. If that asshole kept it, I'll hang him by his little hairy balls." She said, her redheaded temper flaring.

I laughed as I followed her up to the level above. The case was laying by the table. He had probably tossed it also, but it hit the table and stopped without going over the drop off. 

Laura picked it up and sat it on the table to open it. She looked through the contents and sighed, "Okay, everything seems to be here. He's lucky, is all I'm going to say." She was going to say more but the sound of a car down on the road, had us both scrambling back to the tent.

We ended up in the tent with both her bags, laughing our asses off. The car hadn't turned into the campground road, but had continued on toward the swimming area. 

"Some nudists, we are." I said as we calmed down. She just grinned and moved over to hug me. 

"At least, I now have some clothes, even if I don't want to put them on. Being naked around you is so much fun and oh so satisfying. I wish we could be naked all the time we're here. We can't but it would be so much fun if we could." She said as she hugged me tightly.

I chuckled and replied, "We could but we would end up in jail, sooner or later."

Sitting back she sighed and said, "Well, if I can't be naked, then I'll wear as little as possible. I just wish there was a way I could flaunt it in front of Greg. The little asshole."

I laughed and said, "Down, Red. He ain't worth the energy to dislike him, much less trying to get back at him. He doesn't have a clue about what he's lost and never will. I know what he's lost and you know something, I owe him. He did me the biggest and best favor of my life, and he doesn't even know it."

She looked at me closely for a long moment and then she was hugging me tightly. After a moment, she whispered, "I think I owe him too. In fact I know I do." She leaned back and kissed me softly, sweetly. 

As the kiss broke, she took a deep breath and said, "I wouldn't trade you for a dozen of him or anyone else for that matter."

We just looked into each others eyes for a long moment or two and then we both grinned. "Yes, I think we are going to be something special for a long, long time." I said softly, just before I kissed her long, hard, and deeply. By the time the kiss ended, we were once again on the air bed, making mad passionate love.



Camping



A few years ago I had just been dumped by my girlfriend and to get my mind off of my current situation, I decided to go camping. I usually went with friends but this time I really needed some solitude. Some space to really think things through so I got ready and Friday afternoon I took off work early and set off for the north.

I went to my usual stomping grounds, parked, locked my car and set off with my pack on my back and some thinking to do. I hiked down to a small clearing and proceeded to set up camp. No sooner had I set up then I heard some girls laughing and talking. I turned around and saw two women, not girls, heading down the trail towards me. When they saw me I noticed a look of concern in their eyes but when they saw all my gear..that I was one of them (a fellow backpacker) they looked more at ease.

"Hello" I called out.

"Hi!" they said almost in unison. They had to be in their late 30's, maybe early 40's. They looked like MILF's (before that was even a word). The first one had long blonde hair, braided and under a hat in a ponytail. She was tall, lean and very attractive. The 2nd one was shorter with short brown hair cropped and had on hiking shorts and a fleece jacket. She was very cute and looked to be the older of the two.

"You don't mind company, do you?" asked Gena (as I was to find out later), the short brown haired one. "We can keep going down to the pointe and camp there if you wanted some space."

"No, you're fine. I don't mind at all."

"Your sure?" Asked Shawn (the blonde). 

"Yeah. No problem at all." I smiled and went back to setting up camp. 

The women set up about 20 yards from my site. I later found out they were good friends who enjoyed hiking. They had been out on the trail since early morning. Shawn was married with 3 kids. Gena was divorced for 3 years with a teenaged son of 18. Gena was in her early 40's. I was only 24 at the time but thought Gena was very attractive. Of course, at first, my eyes went to Shawn. Tall, blonde, great tits and a$$. She had a sly look about her that told me she enjoyed screwing. My eyes always went back to Gena though. Maybe because she was the single one, maybe because she looked "attainable", maybe because she was just so dang cute. Nice smile (with dimples), dark brown eyes, nice build (not too skinny and not over weight either...you could say she was "just right"). When she took her fleece off my eyes popped out. She had a nice set up tits on her under her loose t-shirt. As I collected some fire wood and water and started to set up dinner, I kept glancing over their way to catch gena bending over for something (nice panty line) or to see shawn reaching for something (nice belly). 

I had enough wood for a good fire (as it was going to be a bit chilly that night) and had just finished heating up some dinner with Shawn came over. "Hey."

"Hey to you." She replied with a smile. "What brings you out here tonight?" 

"Oh, just needed to get away. Collect some thoughts."

"Cool. Deep thinking huh?" She asked. I caught a glimpse of a smile at the corner of her mouth as she caught me checking out her rack.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." I replied. 

"Well, yell if ya need anything. Enjoy your dinner." With that she turned and walked away. She walked a bit slower, I am sure, to show off her fine a$$.

I finished up my dinner and glanced over. The women were starting in on their dinner. I was far enough away that I could stare a bit but too far away to see anything good. I felt my co*k twitch a bit in my pants. Looks like another night for "rosey" I sighed to myself.

In about an hour I had a good fire going. The sun was just about down and I popped open a smaller cooler I had brought down (only a half mile to the car) and opened a beer. I sat back by the fire and smiled and how nice it was to be sitting out in the forest, before a roaring fire, drinking a tasty beer. I heard some movement and could see two headlamps heading my way. 

"Hey there! Mind if we join you're fir...beer? You have beer?" Shawn exclaimed!

I laughed a bit. "Only a few...you guys want one?"

"Sure!" Gena pipped in. That actually sounds great!

"Here ya go." I tossed a can each to Shawn and Gena. "Have a seat!" 

Shawn and Gena both sat down and soon we were talking about hiking and camping and what we did and everything else. We were all very relaxed and the beer helped even more. I had brought a six pack and so we all had two then Gena and Shawn each brought out a bottle of Jack and a bottle of Rum. We passed that around later, after the beer.

We talked into the night about life and stuff and finally got around to why I was out there...about getting dumped. They both were very sorry to hear that and both said that she was the one that lost out. I told them how just three weeks ago we had gone away to a resort and had a great time. 

"Well, at least you got some recently. It's been like over a year for Gena here!" Shawn slurred out.

"Shawn!" Gena yelled but I could tell she didn't mind that info getting out. The more I looked at Gena, the more my co*k twitched. She had her fleece on but you could still see quite a nice rack there. She still had on her loose fitting shorts. Her eyes had a little spark in them and not just from the fire. 

I laughed and said "Don't worry. It's fine. Heck, I only have 'rosey' these days" and held up my hand, wiggling my fingers. 

Shawn burst out laughing and bent over. Gena turned a little red and laughed. She reached over and patted my thigh as she did so. "Oh..poor baby!" 

*** We drank more and talked more. Our tongues were looser now and we talked sex and love and marriage and drugs and everything else. Soon both the Jack and the rum were almost gone. Shawn got up and said "I gotta pee" and stumbled off to the woods. Gena and I looked at each other smiled. She licked her lips, not in a seductive way, at least, I am sure, she didn't mean for it to be, but it looked sexy none the less.

"You know what I miss the most about being single?" She asked. "Shopping. I don't really shop for anyone any more, you know? It's just for me. I miss trying things on with him in mind."

"I miss her panties." I blurted out.

"What?" Gena asked, almost laughing. 

"Well, I love pantys. Love 'em! She had quite a nice collection. She loved Victoria's Secret and she would ask me for a color, I would call one out and that was the color she would buy. She would surpise me later with them on and tell me she wanted me to eat my way throu.. Oops..probably too much info there." I stammered and laughed.

Gena turned red and laughed as well. "No, not at all...I mean, that is one thing I still indulge in...even without a boyfriend and even, as Shawn puts it, not 'getting any' in over year. Panties I mean. I love shopping for them. It makes you feel sexy and, I don't know, fierce, with a nice pair of panties on.  The eating part, well, I couldn't agree more with her I'm afraid."

I don't know if it was the alcohol or what but I leaned over, put my hand on her thigh and said "Are you feeling 'firece' tonight?" My cock was now bulging out of my pants.

Gena got goosepimples all over her harm and her breathing caught in her throat. "Oh..." she said, startled. She looked at me, placed her hand over my hand and said "Roland, I am old enough to be your Mom!" She still had that look in her eyes. The look of "fu*k me". 

"Their red, aren't they?" I asked.

"What are?" she questioned.

"Your panties!" 

"Um..." she stammered a bit and looked away to where Shawn went. Shawn was slowing heading back to us. She quickly looked down and stetched the front of her pants. She looked up wide eyed. "How did you know?"

"Easy. Those shorts are loose and you can see right up them when you cross your legs." I said just as Shawn returned.

"What did I miss?" She asked then spyed my hand on Gena's leg. Her smile faded away and Shawn stretched. "Well, Gena, ready for bed?" She asked and leaned in to give Gena a hand up.

"Um..yeah, I guess." Gena sighed and looked back at me with a sorry look in her eyes. "Be there in a sec Shawn." 

Shawn nodded and headed back to their camp. 

"Roland, really. I am much too old for you."

"Gena, I just want to tell you...I'm being honest here as well...you are very hot REGARDLESS of how old you are. Have confidence in yourself...and show off those panties every once in a while." I chuckled. 

"Well, thank you Roland." She turned and started to walk away and then turned back "Hot?"

"Well no...more like sexy hot if you really want the truth."

Gena laughed "Well, have a good night Roland..and give 'Rosey' a break, will ya?" She walked away, her panty line showing full and clear by the fire. She walked back to camp and started talking to Shawn. Although they spoke in hushed tones I could tell that Shawn didn't like what she saw. They finally ended up laughing a bit then went in their tents with Gena giving one last look over to me...a look and a wave.

I stayed up a bit longer, letting the fire die down before I put it out and crawled into my tent. My cock was still semi hard and I was thinking or Gena. Actually, I was thinking of Gena and Shawn and doing them both at the same time. Hey, it's what guys think about. I thought about going over there but knew that would not look good, besides, I am sure they were loaded to bear with pepper spray and who knows what else. I snuggled down in my sleeping bag and drifted off to sleep.

I woke up late the next morning with a small hangover and a rock hard cock. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and started to unzip my tent when I noticed something attached to the zipper. It was saftey pinned to the zipper...a pair of red Victoria's Secret panties with a note attached "Roland- we went for a day hike. Will be back tonight for another fire and more BEER! Luv, Gena and Shawn." 

****

My cock jumped in my pants even more. I unhooked the pantied and took a good long smell. Pu$$y! I had not smelled anything that good in a few weeks. Actually, in about a month. They were still damp so she must have been pretty wet last night. I looked out over at their site and saw no movement. I decided that I had to do something....I quickly got dressed and walked over to their camp site, story in my head if I was caught. I called out their names a few times and shook the tent. Finally I unzipped it. No one was home but their sleeping bags and their packs. They must have taken daypacks for the hike. I went over to Gena's pack and rifled through it until I found her panties. There was only one pair in their and a sports bra. Grey, Victoria's Secret. They smelled good.  My cock almost burst thru my pants now.  I went over to Shawn's bag and went thru it. Found one pair of dirty panties (Hanes). Blue. They smelled pretty good as well. No more pairs but one bra. Nice. 

I spent the day heading back up the trail to my car and the nearest store. I bought another six pack and more Jack and Rum..and some coke to mix it with. Back down the trail, loaded up with booze. I then had to wait, smell some panties and resist jacking off until they got back.

They came back to camp around 3:00. We talked a bit about their hike, Gena always giving me a sly smile then they headed back to freshen up. Even without a shower for two days, Gena still looked hot as heck. Shawn looked tired and aggrevated. She smiled when I showed her more booze and some fish I had caught that morning (at the store but I didn't tell them). We had a nice fish fry that night and then built a fire and passed around the booze again. This time, Shawn got passed the Jack more often. Gena made sure of that.

We talked on into the night about everything under the sun. Finally, Shawn got up and said she was heading to bed but tripped. Gena and I helped her up and back to her tent. By the time we got her there she was passed out drunk. We laid her down in her bag and Gena zipped it up half way. "Want a peek?" She asked.

"Of?" I asked, puzzled.

Gena flipped up Shawns shirt quickly to reveal her tits then pulled it back down again. She giggled in her drunk, cute way and we headed out, back to the fire.

"I liked the red panties" I said as we walked back. "They smelled great."

Gena smiled and turned away. "Thanks. I thought you would. Would you like to see my nature pair?" She looked up at me.

"Nature pair? What about you being too old for me?" 

She laughed, "Well, you know, there is something to be said for experience." and with that she headed for my tent. 

I glanced at the fire which had died down a bit. It would keep. I moved into the tent behind her, checking out her a$$ the whole way. 

She laid down on my sleeping back as I zipped the tent close. "What do you mean by nature?" I asked and turned towards her but already could see the answer. Her shorts were unbuttoned and zipped down revealing a nice pair of green cotton VS panties. My co*k jumped. "So, it's been over a year?" 

"Yes..and I am horny as anything!! I got wet several times today on our hike just thinking about getting fu*ked...finally!" She slid her pants down and off as I also slid my shorts off. She leaned up and took me by the neck and slammed her mouth on to mine. Her tongue slid in side and just about down my throat.

***

I returned the favor and shot my hand up to her fleece. I unzipped it and let my hand slide in and cup her tits. They felt nice, esspecially her nipple poking thru. Gena let out a moan as I did this her hand going for my co*k. She slid her hand under the leg of my boxers and started to stroke me. 

"Oh, Geeze!! It's been too long since I felt one of these!" She moaned between kisses. She started to stroke me faster. 

I laid down beside her and let me hand slide down to her crotch. Her legs spread open for me and I began to rub her crotch...it was soaked thru. 

"You really want it, don't you?" I asked, gasping for air.

"Roland, it's been far too long since somone told me I was hot and checked me out as much as you have!" She slid her hand out from my boxers and down her panties. As I watched she rubbed herself then slid her hand out and her finger in mouth "Taste good?" she asked. 

It did. There is nothing better than some pu$$y juice. "Not bad...not bad...but I want more." I gasped and slid down. I parted her legs and took in those sweet panties. 

She looked down at me and smiled "Not too long...I really just need a fu*k right now honey." She laughed. 

I bent in and planted a big kiss right in the middle of her crotch. 

"Damn!!" Gena cried out.

I then reached up and slid her panties down and off. I looked up and saw the sweetest sight...a nice golden brown mound of pu$$y. Moist pu$$y I might add. I moved back up and spread her legs more and went right to work, kissing and licking her pu$$y all over. First her lips then inside then sliding a finger in and then opening her up more to dart my tongue inside and out. 

Her cl!t was next. I kissed up to it and started to flick my tongue over it. Back and forth up and down my tongue went faster and faster as my finger worked her pu$$y in and out faster and faster. 

"Yeah...yeah...more...oh, hell yes!!!!" Gena moaned. "That is so nice...too long....yeah...yeah..." She was moaning and groaning and grinding against my face while her hand pressed down on the back of my head. "Ok...ok...just fu*k me. Just screw the hell out of me...come on honey...come on Roland!" She was almost yelling now. "I need you in me..now!".

"I don't have a condom" I just about stuttered out (my ex had NEVER been this into sex...never!). 

"Fu*k it! My tubes are tied...come on!!! Fu*k me!!" She was just about pulling me up by now.

****

I moved up and positioned myself but didn't need any help. She took hold of my co*k and slid it inside her. "Fu*k me now honey!" She cried.

I obliged her and started to pump in and out. This felt great and the look she was given me just got me more and more worked up. She kept gliding her tongue over her teeth and then biting her lower lip and all the while staring me straight in the eyes. Her hair was damp with sweat and I could feel the beads on my nose. It was cold out, you could see our breath but it was hot in the tent.

I reached down and kissed her long and hard. While I kissed her I increased my thrusting and pounded it harder and faster in her. She reached around with her hands and pushed my a$$ to go faster. I started to reach my hands around and grab her a$$ to hold on to something when I stopped...

"What? What's wron..." Gena paused. 

Footsteps. We could hear footsteps thru the dead leaves and rocks outside.

"Shawn?" I whispered and looked at Gena.

She shrugged, her eyes wide.

"Hey you guys...Gena...Roland...you guys in there? The fire went down."

It was Shaun.

"Yeah..." gasped Gena. We're in here. We'll be out in a few minutes. She sounded like such a pro. No reason given just that we would bo out then I remembered she had a son.

"What are y'all doing" Shawn slurred and we saw her headlamp shine over our way then the tent zipper being opened. 

I rolled off Gena as quickly as I could as cold air came in and Gena flipped the sleeping bag over her as best she could. I grabbed my shirt and held it over me as Shawns light panned over us. She was wrapped up in her sleeping bag looking us over.

"Hahahahahahahahha....." Shawn laughed in her drunken way. "You guys are fu*king! Good for you Gena!! Gosh! It even SMELLS like sex in here. You..you..you really must be wet Gena..." She slurred even more. "Fu*k! He's big!!" Shawn shouted as she pointed to my partially hidden rock hard co*k. 

Gena and I looked at each other and nervously laughed. "Yeah..he is Shawn." Gena replied. We'll be out in a few...why don't you get the fire going again?" 

"No way man! I gotta watch you guys finish!!!" Shawn said and zipped the tent close. "I'll stay...stay out of the way back here" She said and moved to the back of the tent but it being so small she was sitting at Gena's knees. 

"I looked at Gena, shrugged and started to get back on top of her. My co*k was already getting bigger again from the thought of this hot 35 year old woman watching us.

"What? No way!" Whispered Gena and pushed on my chest. "Not with her watching!!!" 

"Oh, come on Gena!" Shawn slurred. You must have been close to cumming with how much it smells like pu$$y in here!!" 

"Well?" I asked, looking squarely at Gena.

****

"Fu*k it! Give it to me." Gena ordered and I obliged. I slid back into her and started to pump away slowly..nice and slow. 

Gena was not as receptive as before. She didn't kiss me, only directed me to her neck so she would not see Shawn. I slid slowly in and out and then reached down and cupped each a$$ cheek. Right when I cupped them I started to ram it in, hard and fast. Soon, Gena was panting in my ear to go faster and harder. 

Shawn didn't say a word.

Soon Gena was grabbing my a$$ and moaning loudly again. "Yes...yes...more...fu*k me honey. Come on Roland. 

"Yeah...come on Roland!" 

I looked back at Shawn. She had her hand down her pants and was masturbating herself...her hand rubbing her crotch faster and faster, her eyes half closed.

I kept pumping but Gena looked around at Shawn. "OH GOD!!!!"  She screamed as she saw Shawn.  "Yeah..Roland...faster...faster....Go Shawn...faster....Come on Shawn..cum with me! Cum with me Shawn!!!"

Hearing Gena encourage her friend just got me going faster and faster, harding and harder.

"Yeah...go Roland...fu*k her harder..harder." Shawn whispered and reached over with her free hand and started to push my a$$. 

That was all I needed...another girl touching my a$$ as I was fu*king another one. I let loose and came all at once inside Gena, whether she came or not. It was a sweet release.

"OH, yeah!! Honey!!!!" Gena screamed and wrapped her legs around me tight and squeezed my a$$. "Oh, God does that feel good in me...yeah!!!"




Camping



"Yeah..Yeah....yeah......almost....almost....." Shawn was whispering...

"Get that pu$$y Shawn! Go...go....He's gonna cum in you and eat that cl!t Shawn...go!!" Gena yelled on over my shoulder.

"Yes... YES... YES.... God... Yes........... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... yes..... yessssssss..." She sighed out and collapsed back...her breathing rapid and her hand slowly coming out from her pants. She laid back and looked at the ceiling. "Oh...that was good..." She sighed.

"Yes, it was" Said Gena. I took the hint and rolled off her. 

"But...did you?" I asked looked at Gena.

"No...almost but not quite...it's ok though," Gena replied "it was just good to see Shawn get hers...she doesn't like to masturbate...right Shawn?"

"Yeah" Shawn slurred out. I don't know how to do it right and can never even get close to cumming when I do. Gena always cums when she does it." 

"Do you cum with your husband?" I asked.

"No. Not for a few years..which is why thsi was so intense. Thanks guys!" Shawn smiled at us.

"What about you though?" I panted and looked at Gena. Doesn't really seem fair, does it? We both came but the one I was fu*king didn't."

"Well, let's worry about that in the morning. Shawn, lay down and give Roland some warmth on his backside."

And that was how we fell asleep. Gena, me and Shawn, all snuggled together under the sleeping bags.



Camping



I was so excited to be going camping. Me and three of my buddies, Tom, Jared, and Levi, guys that I worked with, drank with, went shooting with. We had secured three days off from work, three tents, and a truck full of guns, ammunition, and booze. We were set.

We set out early in the morning, wanting to maximize our time in the hills. We'd managed to squeeze all four of us into Jared's truck. It was a tight fit, with me pushed up against the door and Levi practically sitting in my lap, but we were all friends, and didn't think anything of it. We were all straight, after all. Nothing to worry about. Arriving at the campsite, though, was a big relief. Finally, the opportunity to stretch our legs and reacquaint ourselves with the concept of personal space. 

Me and Levi started setting up the tents as Jared and Tom unloaded the guns, food, and booze. It was then that I noticed the tent-to-occupant ratio. 

"Hey, guys. We've got three tents and four people. How's that gonna work?" I asked over my shoulder as I pounded the last tent stake into the ground.

Jared immediately spoke up, "I ain't sharing!" I looked to Levi and Tom.

"What do you say, guys?" I asked. Levi kind of shuffled his feet, looking slightly uncomfortable. Tom, on the other hand, cracked open what would be the first of many beers and cheerfully said, " Me 'n Levi can share a tent. Just keep your cock to yourself or you'll find it tacked to a tree!"

All four of us laughed and, with that settled, quickly finished setting up our camp site. 

The rest of that afternoon was spent alternately shooting, tending the fire, and watering the tree's around the perimeter of our camp site. Gradually the sun began to sink, and the firearms were put away in favor of the liquor we'd brought along. Well, the liquor and the porno magazine collection we'd been sure to include in our load of supplies. That was a memorable evening, to say the least. We drank around the campfire, passing around the porn, sharing stories of our past conquests, both real and fictitious, and calling bullshit on each other when the stories became too unbelievable. 

It wasn't long, though, before the long day and the liquor started to take it's toll. Jared got up, marked one last tree, then stumbled off to his tent and passed out. Tom made himself a screwdriver that was more vodka than orange juice, then promptly lost consciousness sprawled across the floor of his and Levi's tent. 

The atmosphere at the campfire changed, somehow. With only Levi and myself remaining, conversation petered out. I was pleasantly buzzed, and was determined to stay up and watch the fire die down to nothing before I turned in. Levi sat to my left, nursing a beer and still thumbing through one of the many issues of Hustler. "Look at that," Levi handed over one of the magazines, open to a full page, glossy picture of an attractive blonde, her lips wrapped around a shaft of smooth, pink flesh. "I'd just about kill for something like that right about now."

I stared at the picture for a moment, aroused, but more than a bit uncomfortable. My buzz was quickly diminishing, and the fact that Levi and I, two 18 year old men, were sitting alone at a campfire, admiring blowjob pictures together. But I continued to look anyways, enjoying the sensation of a slowly building erection. "Nice, definitely nice," I responded. I handed the magazine back, reached over and picked up one for myself, and began flipping through the pages. 

The pressure in my jeans was increasing, and the need for release was growing, so I decided to excuse myself for the night and retire to my tent for some quiet self gratification and some sleep. When I stood up, careful to pull my sweatshirt down far enough to cover at least some of the bulge behind my zipper, Levi looked up at me.

"Hey, umm... Look, Tom's passed out and taking up the whole god damn tent. Any way I can throw my bag in yours and pass out for the night?" I felt a mix of feelings when he asked me that; exasperation that I may yet go to bed unfulfilled, fear that Jared and Tom would give us shit the next morning for suddenly changing the sleeping arrangements and what that action implied, and something I wasn't sure of but was not about to analyze. 

But my good side got the best of me, and I heard myself telling him, "Sure, no problem."

Levi trotted over to his tent, reached in and wrestled his sleeping bag out from under Tom, and returned to the campfire. We doused the flames with some sand, grabbed a couple of the magazines and a battery powered lantern, and headed for the tent.

After we'd settled in, our sleeping bags a bit closer to each other than my heterosexuality was comfortable with, we laid down and again began thumbing through the magazines. My erection had not dissipated in the least during our move to the tent, and the pressure against my jeans had become uncomfortable.

"Hope you don't mind, Levi, but I ain't wearing pants to sleep tonight." With that, I reached into my sleeping bag, pulled my jeans off, (careful not to accidentally expose myself to my tent mate,) and tossed them against the wall of the tent.

"Me neither. I hate wearing jeans to bed." And Levi's jeans joined mine in the corner.

After that, it was quiet for a bit. We retired the magazines for the night and turned off the lantern. I'm not sure how much time passed, or if I'd fallen asleep, but at some point I became aware of a soft rustling noise and some movement beside me. I looked over at Levi and was a bit shocked to see his sleeping bag tented up near the middle, rhythmically jerking in time to the noise I was hearing. He was beating off! 

Upon realizing this, I realized that my own erection had still not subsided. If anything, I was even more aroused than I had been when I first laid down. I struggled for a moment in my mind. Do I say something? Ask him what the fuck he's doing? Ignore it and try to sleep?" But apparently my hand had other ideas that it had not shared with my brain. I had begun to stroke myself through the tight fabric of my boxer briefs. 

"Fuck it," I thought, and quietly slid my briefs down my thighs and began to massage my throbbing erection. It felt amazing. The sensation of my hand slowly sliding up and down the shaft of my cock, the idea that there was someone else in the tent with me while I did it, the knowledge that that person was doing the exact same thing! I must have made a noise, because Levi suddenly stopped what he was doing and whispered, "You awake?"

I heard an edge of panic in his voice, and actually felt bad for him. I considered keeping silent, but at the same time, I knew he'd be wondering all the next day if I'd caught him and just hadn't said anything. So I whispered back, "Yeah, I'm awake," and still stroking myself, "I heard you jacking off and it woke me up."

His silence was easy to read. Caught! I could tell he was mortified. I decided to ease his fears.

"It's okay, man. I'm doing it too. But these sleeping bags are a bit noisy. We don't want to wake up the others." I was legitimately concerned about that, and had no other intention in mind when I unzipped and pushed aside my sleeping bag.

"Yeah... alright, man. Yeah, good idea." I heard Levi unzip his bag and push it aside, then he got quiet again, and I knew he'd gone back to stroking himself.

It was pitch black in the tent. Neither of us could see a thing, and we were both being as quiet as we could, but the idea that I was pleasuring myself in the presence of another person, who was also masturbating, became overwhelming and spurred me on to even greater pleasure. I decided to slow down a bit, make it last longer.

After a few minutes of silent, blind self gratification, I began to think about Levi. I wondered what his cock looked like. How it compared to mine. What it would be like to actually see him jerking off. So when Levi spoke, it sent an jolt through me.

"Hey... umm... it kinda helps me get off if I have a magazine or something to look at... can I, uh, turn the lantern back on for a few minutes?" Here it was, my chance to see another man's erection. A chance to watch another man pleasure himself. I had no idea I'd been waiting for such a chance, but here it was nonetheless, and the idea sent a thrill running down my spine and into my cock.

"Yeah, sure. Go ahead." I tried to sound cool and nonchalant, and I think I did marginally well.

The tent was filled with a soft yellow glow as Levi turned the lantern on. My breath caught for a moment and my erection twitched in my hand. His was about the same size as mine, which is to say above average but below huge. It had a reasonably thick shaft, capped by a pink, helmet shaped head. His balls were a tight, hairless package nestled below his cock and a patch of trimmed pubic hair. I immediately started to wonder what it would feel like in my hand, how smooth would the skin feel sliding along my palm. 

I don't know how long I was staring, but I suddenly realized that I was still stroking myself, looking at his beautiful cock as he massaged it. And he hadn't reached for a magazine yet. We both looked up at the same time, caught each others eyes, and looked down in mutual embarrassment that we'd both been looking at each other and masturbating. I turned my head away as he quickly reached for a magazine and began to fumble through the pages. 

Thoughts whirled through my head, fears that I might be gay, or that someone might somehow find out about this. But overwhelming all of these was the desire to look again. To touch it. To feel it.

I risked another glance at Levi's prone figure. The magazine lay open next to him, but his eyes were locked on my cock. Apparently he was having similar thoughts.

I'd like to think that I made a conscious decision, but I think my desires just took over and forced my hand, so to speak. I continued to rub myself with my right hand, but my left slid across the narrow space between us and wrapped it's fingers around his swollen manhood. He groaned at the contact, and his own hand slid away to allow room for mine. I began to slide my hand slowly up and down his shaft. It was so smooth, silky, rock hard and yet somehow soft and vulnerable feeling. I marveled at how, even though it looked a lot like my own, holding it in my hand felt so much different than touching myself. 

I continued to stroke him, letting the curve of my index finger slip up and over the head with each up-stroke, and then down until my pinky nestled into the soft, wrinkled skin of his scrotum. A moment later, I felt his fingers wrap around my own cock. I let slip an involuntary moan as he gripped my hardness and began to slide his hand up and down. I gasped when he touched the ridge on the underside of he head. Each stroke produced a wave of pleasure more intense than any I'd experienced before. My hips began to lift in rhythm with his movements, straining upward, then falling back again, over and over. This was beginning to be too much. 

I looked over at him then, in the face for the first time since I'd first touched him. His eyes were locked on my cock, a look of lust and hunger on his face. Seeing him look at me that way sent a cascade of emotions through me. I found myself not only enjoying the pure physical pleasure of this situation, but enjoying the intimacy of it. I realized then that I was attracted to him. I wanted him. I desired him. 

He looked away from my cock as if sensing my gaze. We locked eyes, reading the thoughts behind them, exploring the emotional responses the eye contact triggered. I couldn't help myself, even if I'd wanted to. I leaned over, closer to him, and after the briefest of hesitation, I kissed him. Mouth closed, his lips unexpectedly soft, the slight stubble on his chin gently brushing mine. The contact sent a chill running down my back, radiating throughout my body. Every limb was tingling and sensitive, every sense heightened. The sleeping bag underneath me suddenly seemed too scratchy, the light breeze through the trees and against the side of our tent too loud, the smell of pine and of smoke more intense than anything I'd ever smelled. 

I snaked my free hand around the back of his neck, pulling his face more firmly into mine, my tongue brushing gently across, then sliding between his warm lips. I turned more onto my side and pressed against him, wanting to feel more of him against me. Our hands simultaneously released each others cocks and began exploring. I ran my hand up from his hip to his arm-pit, around the back of his shoulder, and then traced a line down his spine to the cleft of his buttocks. I spread my palm over his firm buttock, squeezing gently at first, then more firmly as the passion of our kiss intensified.

He traced a similar route across my body, pausing for a moment to stroke the back of my neck, then he too began to massage my ass. I could feel our cocks, trapped between us, rubbing against each other. Shaft to shaft, rubbing, sliding, shooting stars of pleasure throughout my nervous system. Levi broke the kiss first, pulling his face back a couple of inches and staring into my eyes. 

"I've wanted this for so long! I had no idea you did too!"

"I didn't either!" I replied, with a quiet chuckle. "But now that I'm holding you, I wish I'd figured it out sooner!" I kissed him again and gave his ass a playful squeeze.

"Can I suck you?" He asked, with a bit of apprehension in his voice. "I've wondered so long what it would be like..."

I smiled, nodded my head, and rolled back onto my back, never breaking eye contact. He again gripped my cock in his hard but gentle hand and began to kiss a trail down my neck, my shoulder, my chest, pausing a moment to lick, suck, and gently nip at my nipple. Continuing down my sternum, along the line of hair down my belly, a soft flick of the tongue into my navel. The hand that wasn't stroking me slid down behind his mouth, retracing the path his kisses were following until his fingers found my pubic hair, a well-trimmed patch crowning the base of my manhood. 

His hot breath felt amazing against the underside of my cock as he gently kissed my balls, then the base of the shaft. I thought I was going to pass out when he ran the tip of his tongue along the underside of my cock, pausing and flicking gently at that most sensitive of ridges where head meets shaft. My eyes rolled back in my head and I groaned softly as he let the head slip between his lips, his tongue tracing circles around it. 

Suddenly, he lunged forward, taking nearly half of my erection into his mouth. The velvety heat that surrounded me nearly sending me over the edge. His head began to bob up and down, his lips sliding along the super-sensitized skin of my cock, his hand wrapped around the bottom half of my cock sliding and twisting in rhythm with his mouth. His other hand cupped my balls, massaging them gently, stroking the skin, a finger occasionally sliding back, along my perineum, gently brushing that tight pucker of flesh, sending shivers throughout my body. My hips involuntarily began twitching upward, humping his mouth. 

I couldn't believe the sensations racing through me. Even more, I couldn't believe that I wanted to suck him off, too! I wanted to feel his engorgement throbbing in my mouth, wanted to feel the heat, the silky smoothness. I wanted to taste his cum, wanted to feel it shooting into my mouth.

"Turn around," I rasped, "Turn so I can do you, too." He quickly complied, rotating 180 degrees to straddle my face, his mouth never leaving it's work. And there it was, hovering just above my face. Seven inches, give or take, of firm, smooth, pink cock. I stuck my tongue out and gently flicked the tip, enjoying the way he flinched and his cock twitched as I did. I put my hand on his hip and pushed him onto his side, rolling as I did so, until we were on our sides, facing each other. I rested my head on the inside of his thigh and pulled his cock towards my mouth. I kissed it gently on the crown of it's head, ran my tongue over it a few times, flicking gently at the little slit on the end, and then wrapped my lips around it.

He groaned, sending mild vibrations through my own cock, as I slid my mouth further down his shaft. The skin was so smooth, so soft, yet he was hard as stone. I relished the feel of his cock head rubbing along the roof of my mouth. I pushed forward, bringing it deeper into my mouth until it was on the verge of triggering my gag reflex, and then pulled back until I felt the ridge of his cock head pulling past my lips, then lunged forward again.

His efforts became more fevered as I sucked him, the pleasure spurring him on to further please me. His finger now rested firmly on my hole, moving in quick little circles, then pressing. I felt the pressure against that most intimate spot and braced myself, while at the same time trying to relax. Then I felt the resistance give, and he sank in quickly to the first knuckle. I gasped around his cock as a wave of pleasure rushed to my head, making me slightly dizzy. The pressure built as I felt him work his finger deeper. He then hooked his finger slightly and began to slide it back and forth, in and out, massaging a spot inside me that sent shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. It was too much, and I couldn't hold back any longer.

My ass clenched tight around his probing finger as my cock twitched, spasmed, shooting what felt like an incredible amount of cum into his mouth. He kept bobbing his head, sucking at my cock, his throat swallowing rapidly as I filled his mouth.

I quickly recovered from the symphony of singing nerve endings and renewed my efforts on his cock, moving my mouth furiously up and down his shaft. I let a little saliva slip past my lips as I pulled my head back, quickly wiped it up with my finger, then began to work it into the wrinkled skin around his anus. When I pressed my finger into him, he arched his back, thrusting his cock deeper into my mouth until I felt it touch the back of my throat. I pulled back a bit, fearful of gagging, and slowly began working my finger inside of him.

I quickly reached the hard bulb of his prostate and began to massage it as he had done mine. Pressing gently, moving back and forth over it as I pulled at his cock with my mouth. Within moments he was groaning, burying his face in my thigh to muffle the sounds of his pleasure. His hips began to buck more forcefully and I could feel the muscles in his thighs twitch and jump. He was close. I kept at it, eagerly anticipating the rush of his orgasm.

"Oh my fucking god!" I felt/heard him gasp into my thigh. His cock jumped, twitched, then began to spasm in my mouth. A hot stream of cum shot into my mouth, coating the back of my tongue and throat. Then another, and another. I quickly swallowed, trying to keep up with the flow of his ejaculation. It seemed to go on for at least thirty seconds, stream after stream squirting onto my tongue, until he relaxed suddenly, going limp against me.

I took my mouth off his cock, the tip of my tongue peaking out momentarily to catch a stray drop that had escaped the corner of my mouth, then kissed him gently on the thigh.

We lay there holding each other for a while after that, him on his side, me behind him with my arm over him, my soft penis resting in his crack. We talked a bit, whispered thanks and compliments, then decided we'd best get dressed and return to our own sleeping bags for the night.

Needless to say, I had no qualms about sharing my tent with Levi for the rest of the trip. Neither of the others had said a word the next morning. They had been so deeply unconscious from the night of drinking, they hadn't heard a sound. That night, me and Levi made sure the booze came out earlier and flowed heavier for our good friends Jared and Tom. It was our sincere hope that they'd enjoy another full night of undisturbed sleep.



Camping



The firelight was dancing over them as she lay snuggled up between his legs, listening to the crackling of the logs. The only other thing she could hear was the sound of his breathing.

He reached down and caressed her cheek; she leaned into his hand.

'Bed?' His voice was soft. She sat up and turned to him, nodding sleepily. 'I'll be there in a minute.' She leaned into him and kissed him, melting in his arms as the feeling of his lips on hers took over her senses. He broke the kiss and she stood and moved towards the tent.

As she bent down to undo the zip she heard him behind her and suddenly his hands were gripping her hips and pulling her back against him. As she straightened, his hand came up to her face and clamped over her mouth. She let out a whimper as his other arm tightened around her chest.

He didn't say a word as he pulled her away from the tent, away from the light of the fire, in amongst the nearby trees.

He let go and then her hands were pulled behind her back and she felt a rope slipped over them, then tied about her wrists.

'What...' A gag over her mouth silenced her nervous question, and was quickly followed by a blindfold. Her body was quivering in the silence as her hands were untied and then pulled above her head and tied to an overhanging tree branch.

The gag muffled her sob as first one ankle then the other was pulled roughly to one side and each tied to a tree. Still he said nothing.

As quickly as it had happened, he turned a walked back towards the campsite, leaving her tied spread eagle between the trees, tears slowly making their under the blindfold as her juices began to soak into her panties.

Minutes later, hours to her, the sound of footsteps on the leaves and branches made her body tense. He didn't say a word as he took hold of her shirt and cut from top to bottom with his hunting knife. One sleeve, then the next, then he pulled the garment away and threw it to the ground.

She shivered at the touch of cold steel as he trailed the knife down her neck, between her breasts, and then cut her bra from her. She jumped at the sound of the knife dropping between her legs to embed itself in the ground, and then squirmed as her took hold of her breasts, her nipples already hard in the cool air.

His breath was warm on her neck as he leaned in against her, squeezing her breasts as his teeth took her. She let out a little cry as he bit and sucked, leaving his mark.

He stood back to admire his work for a moment, before grabbing the knife, and, taking hold of the waistband of her jeans, he cut through the denim and her panties at once, down one leg, then the other.

She shivered, now completely naked, unable to see or beg him to stop.

Now free, her juices began to trickle down the inside of her legs.

He stepped around her, and she heard the sound of snapping twigs. She barely had time to register the rushing noise as a thin stick stung a line across her ass. She whimpered at the sound again as her whipped her mercilessly, until she was red raw and sobbing through the gag.

Suddenly she felt something hard pressing against her wet lips, pushing them apart, seeking her tight hole.

As dripping as she was, he had no trouble sliding the handle of the hunting knife inside her, the noises she was making as he did so turning him on.

She began to moan as he fucked her with the knife, her hips moving to try to take it all.

Seeing how wet she was for him, he could no long wait and, dropping the knife to ground once more, he removed his clothing.

She heard his clothes dropping to the ground and realizing what was to come, began to the get wetter.

He positioned himself behind her, one hand pulling her back into him as his other hand guided his hard throbbing cock between her legs to her waiting pussy.

She moaned loudly as he slipped inside her, filling her, and once more her sunk his teeth into her, biting her shoulder as he reached around to pinch her clit. He began thrusting in and out of her, then slammed his entire length into her and growled 'Come for me my pet'.

She screamed as her orgasm took her, her clit exploding beneath his fingers, wave after wave of pleasure as he began thrusting hard again.

He gave no indication as he came inside her, and then pulled out. She gasped as her pussy was left with nothing but their mingled cums leaking down her legs.

He undid one of her hands, placed the knife in it, then left her to release herself.

Still shaking from her orgasm, it took her a few moments to cut through her bonds, and she flopped onto her pile of clothing to compose herself.

Gathering everything up, she made her way quietly back to camp and cleaned herself up. She undid the zip of the tent and crawled inside, zipping the flap back up.

He was in bed, lying on his side. She slipped in next to him and snuggled into his back. He rolled over and took her into his arms.

'Thank you Master,' she whispered.

'You're welcome my pet.'  



Camping



Every year around the same time my family always goes on this stupid camping trip. It's not that I don't like to camp, because I love the outdoors. I just don't like camping with my family. They never can get through the whole week without fighting. This year I knew it would be worse because my older sister had twins just last year, and this was their first camping trip. Although they were too young to remember the trip my mother and sister were already planning on putting them though the family traditions.

This year my father has chosen a different location than we usually camp at. He said this new spot offered more hiking trails and allowed off trail exploration. He told me to pack my compass and canine that we'd go get lost and try to find camp on our own. I was excited about this cause that was our favorite game to play when camping, and it would be more exciting at a new location.

The day of departure came sooner than I was ready for. I headed out to the car, suit case in tow only to enter an argument between my mom and dad. With a roll of my eyes I simply dropped off my stuff and retreated to the house again. I bounded up the stairs and threw my bed room door. I snatched my ipod off its charger; this little device would probably be the only thing that keeps me from killing one of my own family this week. Back down the stair my mother was making her third round of re-locking windows and doors.

"Time to load up! We need to get on the road!" My dad yelled from the front door way. If he didn't put pressure on my mother to go we'd never leave for vacations. I went out the door and go in the car, making myself comfortable. I put the headphones over my ears and pushed play on my 'save me from family' playlist. My parents headed for the car and were still arguing. God I hope this doesn't' go on the whole week. I turn up my music as they enter the car and lay back in the seat.

I lay there with my eyes closed enjoying the music when someone pulled my headphones off my head. I sat up and looked around. I was in the woods. 'What the fuck? How'd I get here?' I said aloud to myself. I tried to push myself up, only to fall back in pain, something was wrong with my leg. Before I could think much more there was a man next to me. A naked man and he was probing at my leg. I barely noticed the pain of his explorations as my eyes were glued to the sight of his cock. Long and thick and standing up at attention. He didn't seem to be bothered by or even notice he was naked, as if it were natural for him to be naked in the woods. He stopped his probing and set his dark gold eyes on my face. I looked up at his face locking eye contact, when I did this I felt as though I were falling. I jerked awake at the sound of my mother's voice.

"Wake up! We're here and we need to unload. Your sister and Dave will be here soon." I blinked at her almost confused before I nodded. 

"Ok mom, I'll be right there." She left me to finish up packing the box of fire wood we had brought with us. I looked around at the car and wondered when I had fallen asleep and how long I'd be out. 

Camp was set up and dinner was started before my sister and Dave even pulled in. My mother left me to finish peeling potatoes alone as she went to cue and coddle the twins. I kept my distance seeing that babies weren't really my thing, which no one seemed to understand about me. Dinner that night was relatively simple with burgers and baked potatoes. My dad had learned a nice way of baking them in the fire and enjoyed showing this talent off every camping trip we take. After dinner was done I escaped to my tent to enjoy being alone and my music, letting the family stay up late into the night around the camp fire catching up on normal conversation and their dull lives.

I was awake before the sun had fully risen above the mountains and had beaten everyone but my dad up. The chill in the air was refreshing against my blanket warmed skin. My dad poured me a cup of coffee and sat down in the lawn chair next to me. We sat in quite for a bit sipping our coffee. My dad was the one to break the silence. 

"Your pack is set and ready for you to go if you wish to go hiking for some much needed alone time." I looked at my dad. "I could tell last night you needed time away from everyone so when I woke up I packed you some of the leftovers and your stuff so you could leave before everyone else woke up. Good opportunity to avoid your mother's nagging." He winked at me. I got up and hugged him. 

"Thanks dad! You're the best." I rinsed out the coffee mug and headed for my pack. 

"Just be careful and don't stray too far from the paths without me! If you have too much fun without me I'll be mad!" I gave a little laugh. 

"No worries dad! I'll show you everything I find when we go out together!" He nodded and got up and started pulling out the stuff for breakfast. With new found vigor I headed off in the direction the sign was pointing for the hiking trails. Once my family's camp faded from view I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. The further I walked the better I felt. The world I disliked faded away and the trees, bugs, birds, and fresh air came forth. 

Sometime in the afternoon or maybe late morning I stopped to eat a little bit of the food my dad had packed for me. I strayed from the trail a bit to find a nice rock or spot to sit on so I could eat. I found a nice size flat rock and planted myself on top. The food was still good even with it being cooked last night. I was almost done eating when I heard a strange noise coming from somewhere behind me. I turned around but couldn't see anything past all the underbrush. 

I put away the rest of my food and headed in the direction of the noise. I pushed past the underbrush when my foot slipped and I started to fall; only I didn't stop falling when my butt hit the ground. I was half falling half sliding down a hill. I tried to grab onto something which only managed in getting me knocked around more before everything went black.

Slowly everything around me came into view again. It was very blurry at first but I was able to make out shapes of trees above me. When my vision cleared I looked around. I couldn't see my pack and when I sat up a sharp pain shot down my leg. I winced and saw my jeans had a rip in them and were covered in blood. I got a little dizzy thinking I might have broken my leg so I lay back down. My eyes began to water and I blinked trying to push away the tears. That's when I heard a twig snap. I shot up into a sitting position looking around for what caused the noise. 

"Hello?" But there wasn't an answer. I was about to start panicking when an extremely large wolf slowly stepped into my view. I could do anything but stare in disbelief of its size. I groaned wondering if this could get any worse and just lay back down. Giving up and just waiting for the attack of the wolf to come. Moments passed before I felt its nose nuzzle against my leg. I winced as that caused pain to lace though my leg. "Please just eat me and get it over with." The wolf actually looked up at me as if he knew what I had said. Quirking his head to the side he stared at me with his oddly familiar golden eyes before looking back down at my leg. He licked my wound which drew a small cry of pain from my mouth.

He moved quickly after the noise pushing me down on my back and wrapping his mouth around my neck. I went to grab his neck and stopped when I realized he wasn't biting. I let my arm drop back to the ground. After a short moment he pulled his mouth off of my neck and looked down at me again. He backed up a little bit and nudged me with his nose. I sat up, following his nudging. He bounded off and for a moment I wondered if he had abandoned me before he came back with a large branch in his mouth. He dropped it by my side and went behind me and nudged me as if he wanted me to stand. I got the idea and took the branch using it on the side my leg was hurt and slowly got myself standing. Then he started walking, when I didn't follow he stopped and looked back at me. "What?" I asked him, and again as if he understood me he looked forward and the back at me with a yip. I shook my head and started to slowly limp his way.

It seemed like we had walked forever when I got careless and the branch slipped on a rock sending my weight on my hurt leg. With a scream I fell back into darkness. This time when I woke up I smelled smoke. I let my eyes adjust before I slowly sat up and looked around. A cave, I was in a cave. I rubbed my temples as I slid to the edge of the table I was laying on. My jeans had been ripped up to where I was wounded which was now wrapped in bandages. I tested my weight on my leg and found that the sharp pain was now just a dull throbbing. Sliding off the table my curiosity got the best of me. Walking around the cave I marveled at how it seemed like someone lived here. 

There were furs stacked atop a hand carved bed, the table I was on was large and sturdy, there were four chairs placed around the table. There were even pans for cooking. Suddenly my nerves took over, was I being held captive by a crazy mountain man. I laughed at myself; a crazy mountain man wouldn't leave me alone in his home, nor fix my leg. I found the space that would leave to the entrance of the cave and started walking out. I glanced back almost feeling guilty for leaving without thanking my rescuer when I ran into a wall. 

I looked up and gasped. It was him, from my dream in the car. I would recognize those dark gold eyes anywhere. He just stared at me for a moment before advancing on me until I backed into a wall. He pressed his body hard against me lowering his face down to my hair and inhaled. He stepped back and pointed back down into his cave. I shook my head "I was on my way out my family..." He stopped me with a growl and a small shove. I turned and headed back down into the cave. I stopped just inside the cave's 'kitchen' and watched him as he made his way around the cave putting what he had carried in away. He then came towards me, his serious face and determined walk forced me to once again back up. He stopped me by grabbing me around the waist and picking me up, then planting me on his table. He brought a chair up and sat down next to me and unwrapped the bandage around my leg. I gasped seeing the damage for the first time.

"You had a stick jammed quite far into your leg." Hearing his voice made me jump. He looked over the wound on my leg before grabbing a bowl with water and a rag in it and cleaned it again. 

"How long was I out?" He shrugged as he worked on my leg. 

"About a day, I brought you here yesterday." A Day?!

"A day? My family must be worried. I have to get back." He didn't reply while he rewrapped my leg with a clean strip of cloth. His hand lingered on my thigh as he looked up at him. The look in his eyes touched me; he seemed lonely maybe even a little lost. I found my hands running though his hair pushing it back out of his face. He was a very handsome man. Strong features and deep set eyes that were the deepest gold I've ever seen on any man before. His shoulders were strong and wide his muscles defined but not ripped. With one quick motion he stood and pressed his lips to mine. I put up no fight and just let my lips fall apart, without hesitation his tongue entered and stroked against mine. 

A moan escaped my mouth and I got a growl in return. He stood between my legs as they wrapped around his waist my arms around his neck as together we deepened the kiss. He lifted me effortlessly off the table and started walking towards the bed. We dropped together on the bed with him on top of me. He left my mouth to trail over to my ear and then nibble his way down my neck. I arched my back up rubbing against him nearly purring at every nip, kiss, and lick he gave me. He made short work of my cloths sliding the jeans down my legs followed by my under ware. My shirt was simply ripped off and my bra was short work. My hands roamed down his chest to his pants and pushed them over his hips and down his leg, exposing his cock to my eyes. I gasped as my hand closed around him. I shivered and shook my head.

"You're too big." Before I could protest anymore he simply flipped me over on my stomach, laced an arm under my waist and lifted my ass into the air. I felt a finger tail my lips and he gave a growl when he found how soaking wet I was. I felt the head at my entrance and I tried to get away. "You're too big." With a snort he pushed home. I screamed as pain laced though me. He held perfectly still as my body adjusted to his size his breathing in my ear ragged with the effort not to move. Within a few short moments my body started screaming, this time for more. "Oh god... fuck me." He needed no further encouragement as he began to drive himself home. His strokes were long, hard and fast. I could feel his entire girth as well as the tip tapping my cervix but the small amount of pain sent electric shocks of pleasure though my body.

One of his hands dropped below me and found my clit rubbing hard. My scream of pleasure bounced off the walls of his cave as I was sent over the edge. My pussy clamped around his cock hard before releasing. He growled in my ear as his hips pounded now at an irregular pace. I feel forward on my elbows and heard him grunt as his cock now slid even deeper. I moved my head to the side and noticed his hand now looked more like a giant paw than a hand. I heard panting above me and a strangled growl before suddenly he pulled out of me and pushed me further on the bed. 

"What's wrong?" I turned around and noticed he was covered in fur, this time my scream wasn't of pleasure.

"Get out of here." I could barely hear what he was saying because he mouth was growing long like the snout of a dog. 

"Are you alright? What's going on?" Suddenly he let out a loud and horrific sounding howl as bones cracked and he shifted into a huge wolf before my eyes. I was cowering under one of his furs on his bed when he stopped howling and stood there panting. He stared at me and I could see he was shaking.

"Oh my god! You're the wolf, in the woods." I dropped the covers and moved slowly toward him. "Hey, are you alright?" I kept my voice low and controlled as I reach out to him. He sniffed at my hand hesitantly then lunged at me grabbing my neck in his jaws. With a yelp I let my body go limp and after a few minutes he let go of me, only to turn and run out of the cave. I sat there confused and frustrated before I got up, and with nothing else to do I cleaned. 

While on my own I figured out how his fire pit and pots worked. As well as where he kept his food. When he finally decided to return he was man again. He didn't say anything or look at me as he began to gather some things around the cave. "Are you hungry? I made a light soup." He stopped what he was doing and looked at me. He came toward me and looked at the soup before he shook his head. 

"I can't stay here with you. I'll go crazy." I nearly threw the wooden bowl in my hand at him. 

"Fine. If I'm driving you that crazy I'll just leave. Thank you for helping me." I set the bowl down on the tale with a loud clack and headed for the entrance of the cave but stopped. "You know, you should have taken me back if you didn't want me to stay." With that I stalked out of his home and started into the forest.

"You're going the wrong way." He sounded smug. I ground my teeth as I turned around and looked at him. He was leaning against the cliff with a smile on his face. I couldn't help myself as I picked up a near by rock and chucked it at his head. He caught the rock and without second thought he dropped the rock to the ground. 

"I want to go home! Show me the way to my family's camp!" He shook his head at me.

"I'm sorry I don't know the way to your camp. I only know where I found you." I heaved a sigh. I had to of walked miles from the camp before falling. Then again all I'd have to do is follow the trail. I squared my shoulders and nodded. 

"Alright, take me back there." His face fell as he looked at me. He pushed himself off the cliff and stared towards me. "No! Stay away." He stopped almost looking defeated; a hand ran though his hair. 

"I'm sorry. What I said before isn't wholly true." I snorted at him. 

"So what? It was only half true?" I walked toward him. "There is nothing you can say to undo what's been done. My families looking for me I'm sure and I'm ready to go back. I can't get there myself so please, lead the way." 

"No." I looked at him in disbelief before finally pushing past him. He grabbed my arm and spun me, pinning me to the cliff.

"Listen to me. It's not that I don't want you around. It's dangerous for you. The wolf in me is screaming, demanding that I take and claim you. Wolves mate for life. Do you understand that? For life. My wolf wants you. I want you!" I blinked up at him, not sure what to say. He sat his chin on the top of my head. "Your scent enchants me, your eyes memorize me, and your body drives me to points of blissful pain." 

"Why?" He shrugged against me. 

"I don't understand it. I've never had interest in a mate or family until I saw you when I was a wolf and you seemed to accept me as a wolf with no fear. You submitted to me right away." I looked up at him slightly confused now. 

"I did?" He gave a short not. We stood there in silence for a long while, just holding one another.

"Please. Stay with me tonight. I'll take you back tomorrow." I had no immediate answer for him, my emotions at war with one another. I needed to get back to my family but I felt connected to him for some strange reason. I leaned against him with a heavy sigh. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled me off the wall. "Please." My inner fight crumbled and I let him pull me back into his cave.

"Can I have some of your soup?" I nodded and went to fill him a bowl. I grabbed a spoon and handed them both to him. "It's been so long since I've eaten like this." I smiled at him. 

"You're lucky I'm a good cook then!" He returned the smile and took a bowl and spoon. He took a whiff of the soup before he began to down spoon fulls, making short work of the bowl. He held it out to me. "More?" He simply nodded at me.

He was finally full after three bowls of soup and an apple he had. "You were right. You're a pretty good cook." I had moved to the bed and had lain down. He put out the fire and joined me in the bed. I gave a very mischievous grin. 

"You sure you can handle sleeping next to me?" He gave a short growl and pulled me under the covers and locked me tight against his body. I felt him nuzzling my hair next to my ear. 

"As long as you keep your cloths on we'll be fine." I shook my head and just snuggled close. I was surprised how comfortable and natural it was to sleep with him like this. I felt myself drifting off to sleep rather quickly. I dreamt of turning, of my bones cracking and splitting. They moved and shifted to form my new body, one of a wolf. When the shift was complete I felt powerful, exhilarated, and horny. Suddenly all I could think about was cock and finding a mate to give it to me. I was literally a crazed bitch in heat. Then there were three males fighting. I woke with a start and it took several minutes for me to remember where I was. With that memory came the feeling of him. He was still lying behind me, only now I could feel his hard cock pressed against my ass. I couldn't help myself as I began to slowly rub my ass against his cock. It felt wonderful and made me more excited than I already was. I could feel my pussy was soaking wet. 

Slowly I rolled over my hand grasping his cock and stroking him lightly. He groaned and I feared that he was about to wake up, but he didn't. I pushed lightly on his shoulder till he was lying on his back. I quickly stripped myself down and straddled him placing the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy and slowly slid down. I couldn't stop the moan from escaping my lips as his cock stretched my pussy wide. His eyes fluttered open and he looked at me while his eyes focused. Then he let them fall closed again his hands finding my hips as I began to pump my hips on him. "This is dangerous." He fought to say between clenched teeth. I only shook my head as I looked down at him. 




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"Please, I need this... I want this." I moved my hips faster to seal my point into his mind. I rode his cock hard letting my hips move nearly off of him before slamming back down so the tip of him knocked on my cervix, the pain only adding to the pleasure. A loud groan rushed from his lips. 

"God you're so tight and warm." He dripped a hand down between my legs and began to stroke my clit nearly pulling a scream of delight from me. I was getting close; I could feel the first spasm of my cunt when he pushed me roughly off of him again. 

"NO!" He pulled me against him and up on all fours shoving his cock home hard enough to send me over the edge. I was nothing but screams and spasms as he pounded my cunt with a new roughness. Then I heard a crack.

When I looked down his hands once again looked more like a paw then a hand. Unwilling to let this be stopped again I reached up locking one of my hands on the back of his neck even as it was growing fur. "Fuck me!" I heard an inhuman growl at my back near my neck. His paws moved from near my hands to being wrapped around my waist his hips pounding faster than before now. His cock felt like it was growing as I could feel him stretching me more than before. His breath fell hot and irregular on the back of my neck. I forced my hips back to meet his in strokes pulling grunts from him each time. I felt something hard and thick pushing at the entrance of my cunt and each thrust of his cock seemed to stretch my opening more. He gave a loud growl and there was a sharp pain in my neck as his jaws clamped down on me in the bend of my neck and shoulders, and my pussy felt like it was being ripped open as he shoved the thick knot at the base of his cock inside me. I could feel his cock jerk and I fell into another violent orgasm as he emptied loads of hot cum deep in my cunt. 

We stayed together like that trying to catch our breath. After a few moments I tried to move but he tightened his grip around my waist and growled. It was then I realized we were still attached. He had let go of my neck and was licking my back along my spine. Each lick sent shock waves down my body. It wasn't too long before we were finally able to separate and I collapsed on the bed. I felt him lay next to me and noticed he was still covered in fur. Then I was asleep.

I woke the next morning to the smell of something. I couldn't quite place what it was. I rolled over and found that I was alone in bed but he was up and moving around. He turned and smiled at me as if he knew I had woken up. I smiled back and sat up wrapping one of the furs around my body and moving to a chair. "Do you like rabbit?" I shrugged my shoulders. 

"Never had it." He nodded and went to the fire and cut off a small piece of meat and offered it to me. Rather than taking it from him I simply leaned forward and ate it from his hand, letting my lips enclose around his fingers. His eyes glazed slightly before he turned away from me and went back to work. He finished his work and then we ate in silence. Neither of us knew what to say. Finally sometime in the late morning he stood. 

"Ready to go?" I looked at him for a beat before nodding slowly and finding my cloths. When I was dressed we were off. He lead the way out of the cave and then though the forest. The further we got from the cave the more guilt I felt. I wasn't sure what I was guilty for and set my mind to figuring it out.

When he stopped I nearly ran into him. I moved to his side and followed his stare. Below was my family's camp. My heart sunk. I should be happy, but I wasn't. Camp was empty with only my mother left there. She sat on the pick nick table bench. She was crying. I took a step towards the camp and stopped. For some reason I didn't want to go back now. I squared my shoulders telling myself it was for the best and took a few more steps when suddenly my heart started pounding and it felt like I couldn't breathe. I turned and looked back but he was gone. I felt like I was going to puke. I looked at my mother crying and with tears in my eyes I turned and ran in the direction we had come from. My legs hurt and my arms hurt. My head felt like it was going to explode. I tripped and went skidding across the ground. I didn't even feel the pain of the rocks and sticks I was sliding on as suddenly my bones cracked.

"No! Not now!" Just like in my dream they snapped and cracked before they began to move and shift. I looked down and watched my hands become paws and my arms sprout fur. My back arched and jerked as I was thrust forward to stand on all fours. My nose elongated and became a snout. Within minutes I went from human to wolf. I let out a howl hoping to draw him back to me. Then I sniffed the air, something wasn't right. I heard a growl only seconds before I was tackled by a big black wolf. This wasn't him. Using my hind legs I threw him off of me, rolled and got back to my feet and tried to run. I didn't get very far before he was on me again. My yelps were loud and just when I thought I was done for another wolf came from nowhere and tackled the one on top of me. I got to my feet to see what was going on. There were two full grown males fighting before me. Neither of them the wolf I wanted. I turned and took off running as fast as I could in the direction I hoped was to his cave.

The males realizing I wasn't waiting around to see who would be the victor stopped fighting and started chasing me. I could hear them behind me as they glided through the woods faster than I could for I was new to this form. I tried to push myself into running faster when I was taken down by one of the males. Then the other was there and they were fighting again, this time not allowing me to leave by keeping the fight around me. The larger of the two wolves landed a bite that made the smaller back down. Rolling over on his back and offering his neck. The larger wolf simply disregarded the smaller one and headed straight for me. I tried to run but he stopped me by biting the back of my neck and forcing me to stay still. His growl was deep in his chest as he mounted me.

Just when I thought all hope was lost and this was seriously going to happen I felt him ripped off of me. I turned to see the large wolf fly into the tree with a strange sounding yelp. "She's marked you foolish wolf." He had come to rescue her. She smiled at that thought. The other male wolf got up and growled at him. His response was simply to shift to that of his wolf, which made him quite larger than the challenger. He turned quickly and growled at me with a nip on my butt. I took the hint and headed for the cave, I didn't stop to look back when I heard the fight begin I was afraid that the other male might be the victor.

When I heard a loud howl in the distance I darted into the cave and couldn't help the instinct to hide crawling under the bed. I laid there for what seemed forever before I heard a noise. I pushed myself further under the bed and waited. "Hello?" My heart skipped at beat when I heard it was him and crawling came out from under the bed. He had a few ugly looking gashes but otherwise seemed alright. He smiled at me his eyes taking in my wolf form. "You can shift back now." All I could to was whimper. He nodded and walked over to me before sitting on the floor in front of me. He touched my muzzle and ran his fingers up between my eyes, over my ears, the back of my head, neck and down my back. He was petting me. "Focus on what you look like when human. Your hair color, eye color, how tall you are. Will your paws to become hands, your snot to be a nose. At first you have to picture every thing." As soon as I started to concentrate my bones slowly started to crack and shift. Going from wolf to human took much longer than when I went from human to wolf.

Finally I lay there with him cradling me as I caught my breath. "Why is going back so much harder?"

He smiled. "Going to wolf is always instinct the first time. Going back isn't. Don't worry with time you'll be able to shift with no issues and on command." I nodded and let my eyes fall closed again. I felt his hands running though my hair. "Why'd you come back?"

"I don't know."

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I marked you last night. I shouldn't have but I couldn't control myself."

"I didn't make it any easier for you so it's not all your fault."

"I should have been in better control."

I opened my eyes. "I want to be your mate."

"Really?" he blinked not believing me. When I gave him a nod he bent down and kissed me. Deeply.



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New Day

Days from the nearest road, in the dark green forest, on the shore of a small clear lake the three awoke in their tent early in the morning. She was sprawled between the two men, hands and feet cast across them.

As she slowly awoke both men dared not stir, pretending to sleep so as to not lose her early favor.

Her waking hands simultaneously fluttered over their morning erections, which silently became the real thing. The brown-haired one reciprocated by caressing her left nipple, while the tall one brushed and cupped her pubic hair. Suddenly she grabbed both by the shaft and squeezed, laughing. She quickly zipped open the tent, and tumbled out toward the lake. Both men watched her round cheeks sway as she strode into the lake and dived in.

Breakfast

The two men fixed breakfast nude even at the risk of spilling hot water on their bare skin. 

The tall one could see that his slightly older and shorter rival was fit. The two had carried heavy packs through the mountains for three days before arriving at this idyllic spot. She had teased them into pushing faster and than they had originally planned, but neither had gained significant advantage. After a good nights sleep they were both rested.

She ate their offered meal of oatmeal, tea, and M&Ms while air-drying. They hadn't seen another person on the trail for days, so it was unlikely they'd be surprised by a stranger. 

She bent carelessly to add another stick to the campfire, and the men observed the slight fuzz of hair behind her vagina. And how the labia parted slightly as she leaned over.

The brown-haired one took his breakfast to a large flat rock off the small beach, and the small fish nibbled at his body. One even gulped the tiny bead of precum that dripped from his penis. 

Day

As the sun rose higher, she took turns lotioning the men with sunblock although she took none herself for her darker skin. Joking about protecting the best parts, she took special care to coat their genitals, and lotioned perhaps deeper into their buttocks than the sun was likely to penetrate.

The three swam out to a tiny island and they climbed to the top and sat under a large fir tree. She straddled the tall one's freckled and outstretched leg, telling a childhood story about a camping trip with girl scouts. Moving her whole body expressively she sang some ditty from those days. He suddenly realized she was rubbing herself on his leg like a dog, and leaving a wet spot just above his knee. When she got up he furtively tasted it. He lay back to look at the sky to calm himself, but then she was even more aggressive.

She straddled his face and pulled the labia open with her left idex and middle fingers. With her right she cradled the top of his head and drew him in. He smelled her and tongued the flesh. Her ams were goose-bumped and her nippled hardened. With his left hand he cupped her breast and with the right opened her wider. Her clitoris was firm and he sucked it. Her canal was wet and he licked deeply. As she thrust her hips forward, he tasted the wrinked anus and wet the tiny hairs there. No other woman had been so direct about what she wanted, and he evidently liked it.

When she sat down he couldn't really breathe but was able to reach his tongue deep inside. Then she shifted and sat on the ground above his head. He flipped over and continued his work kissing the inner thighs and licking the clit and lips. She watched the muscles of his buttocks clench and unclench. His calves tightened as his toes dug in. His lats flexed when he pulled her hips closer. 

When the brown haired one came back around the island and saw them, he first seemed hesitant, but his penis grew and he compulsively brushed the head with his fingers. She saw him staring and the motion of his fingers--she closed her eyes and her whole body tensed and then suddenly relaxed.

Beckoning the brown one over she pulled his knee down until the red cap touched her face and she could see the large vein bulging along the shaft. Holding it with her left hand, she rubbed the head against her face and tongue.

She left the tall one gasping on the ground, his own hardened penis uncomfortably pressed against hard rock, moss and tree roots. 

On her knees, she gave the brown one treatment from porn video: one finger slid up his anus, the index and thumb of other hand slid up and down the shaft, her mouth took the rest in, saliva flowing freely. She went at him hard, but was still surprised how easily she made him gasp. She tasted the precum and abrupted stopped the hard attack, switching to soft sucklings at the enlarged head.

Regaining her feet, she left both men for the lake, swimming through the cold water.

They later hiked a pine straw covered trail up to the top of the closest hill peak. She went nude except for socks and her hiking boot, so the men did the same. At the top, open to the views from miles around, they all three shouted out loud to see the birds below take off and laugh at their own boldness.

Dinner

At dinner they wore clothes against the mosquitoes, but her top was only a thin white t-shirt which clung to her breasts and revealed the dark aureoles underneath. She chatted loudly, admitting to no "inside voice". She touched the men when she talked, and they both sat oriented to her like a compass pointing north. The brown-haired one went quiet, and his rival gained confidence, telling them college stories about a dry hump party in his dorm, and another about a nudist that went to class in a towel. 

She touched his leg at all the funny lines.

Night

She of course stripped for bed and fell against them roughly when she swung at the mosquitoes inside the small tent's netting.

They hung up flashlights to play cards by. She declared that each trick won would get a "favor" from the losers, and each game won would get "special favors". The tall one joked that fresh food would be special enough.

The men lost each trick to her at first, and she collected lip kisses each time. Then she couldn't keep the lead, and the brown-haired man won the next with a trump. She dutifully planted her kiss, but the tall one jokily instead blew an air kiss to the other man.

The brown-haired man lead with the highest trump card, and it was clear suddenly that he was actually trying to win. The tall one hesitated and said he'd never kissed a man for real and could he just shake the winner's hand. No, she answered, but didn't object when he kissed the back of the other man's hand like he was royalty.

Brown-hair said little but won all the remaining trumps and the game. She chattered on about the cards, but suddenly he just grabbed her hips on both sides from behind and pulled him on to his lap. He rubbed his penis in the gap between her thin thighs. Grunting he entered her and pounded her upright ass until her face was buried in the pile of sleeping bags and spare clothes. 

Suddenly she pulled away with a cross look on her face, which softened, and then she laughingly said that was special.

Turning away from him, she enveloped the tall one with kisses and full body hug. He was lonely, she said. Her kisses were affectionate, and the contact of her body eventually obtained the desired results. She worked his penis between her legs as he remained on his back. 

The brown-haired one maneuvered around in the small tent until from behind he could see her vagina engulf the other's penis. Then he pressed himself on her back and entered her from behind with the same gesture as before. For the first time, she made noises of pleasure, and lay still as both men thrust into her in waves as one. At first, the underside of their penises rubbed together, but slight curves in their shafts caused each to slide to the left.

The man on top had the advantage, and as she began to buck wildly he took control with deep pushes, spreading her cheeks widely and bouncing her upper body against the other man's.

She yelped, and rolled her eyes. Brown hair clenched his teeth and came hard in the next four thrusts.

When finally he pulled out, the warm liquid dripped from her on to the tall one's legs and sleeping bag.

They were all asleep with 15 minutes from the effort of the day.



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Its a beautiful clear night, the tent is all set up, fire is burning down, we are tired from our long day, laying on the sleeping bag beside the fire, watching the sunset...quiet night, just the sounds of nature and the crackling and popping of the embers....

You pull me into your arms, and we kiss, deeply, over and over as night falls...your hands slide under my hoodie, caressing my back as we kiss, warm hands on my cool skin....your hands slide around to the front, cupping my breasts, your thumbs brushing my nipples, feeling them harden under your touch...

You unhook my bra, and slide it and my top off, leaving me exposed to the cooling night air. My nipples pucker, and you roll us over so I am under you on the sleeping bag, your body warming mine, you cover my breasts with hot kisses, biting and sucking my hard nipples...kissing my neck, my ears, my lips, heating me up ...hearing my small moans...

You slide one hand down as we are kissing, unbuttoning my jeans, pushing them off my hips..sliding your hand into my panties, wanting to touch the hot core of me....your fingers encounter slickness, you know that I am excited for you, your fingers push a little further, touching my clit, feeling my body jump...slowly you start to rub it, feeling my hips lift to meet your hand, watching my eyes close, and the slow smile on my face....

"Open your eyes honey, I want to watch you cum for me" you say, as I open my clouded eyes....pushing your hand a little farther, you slide 2 fingers into me, deeply, touching my gspot...rhythmically stroking, watching my body respond, feeling my pussy clamp down on your hand, juices soaking your fingers....my body tenses....you know i am on the edge....your fingers stop moving for one second...."Cum for me...." and begin stroking again.....

Our eyes are locked...you see my ecstasy reflected in them as waves of pleasure crash over me...you hold me close as I start to shake with the force of my orgasm, feeling my pussy clenching and releasing on your fingers, wetness flooding over your fingers....

Slowly you remove your fingers from my dripping pussy as my shaking subsides...you rub your fingers coated with my cum all over your lips, sucking your fingers clean, enjoying my taste, and then you kiss me again, deeply, our tongues meeting, sharing my cum between us......relaxing we watch the fire burning down....

The night air is cooling, the fire is down to embers...my clothes are in a pile by the fire, I pull on my hoodie against the cold air...

You lay back on the sleeping bag...I am beside you, looking down at you, smiling...leaning down, kissing you...the taste of my cum still faintly on your lips, your hand is rubbing my back, pulling me down to you...

My hand starts wandering over your chest, sliding under your shirt, running through your chest hair..my nails nipping at your nipples....moving further down... over your tummy, rubbing you through your jeans...feeling your arousal as we kiss....

I unbutton your jeans, and kneel beside you, pulling them and your underwear off....your cock springing free...leaning over i fondle your balls gently, while my tongue darts out, lightly licking the very tip of your cock....wetting it in the cool air....teasing you, i lick different parts of your cock, sucking your balls into my mouth, long licks up the shaft....my tongue swirling all over the head....your cock gets harder....loving my attentions.....

As your cock is being attended to by my mouth, your hand is wandering all over my ass....sliding between my legs to my still wet pussy....finding my clit...rubbing all around it while your cock thrusts deeper into my mouth.....your finger enters my pussy....in and out....over and over...you bring me closer and closer to the edge...

Wanting more I pull my body away from your hand, straddling your lap, i rub my wet pussy all over your cock...teasing you.....knowing you want to sink inside me, just as badly as I need to be filled by you....raising up on my knees your cock finds my wet entrance....i settle down so just the tip enters my tight hole...staying like that i rotate my hips...watching your face......

With a groan you grab my hips, pulling me down and towards you...forcing your cock deep into my tight sheath....feeling my wetness and heat surround you....all the way until your balls are up against my ass...i cant wait any more...i start to slide up and down your cock...feeling you inside me....your hands on my hips,..pushing me to fuck you faster...

You can see that my climax is close, and wanting us to cum together, you slow your thrusts....you slide your hands up under my hoodie, pinching and pulling my nipples....as i continue to ride you....leaning over i kiss you deeply...feeling every inch of you fucking me...

You can feel your release building....you are ready to bring me with you...pushing me up you start to thrust deep and hard into my pussy....grabbing my ass cheeks you pull me down on every thrust...forcing your cock as deep as it can go....hitting the very back of my pussy with every push....my head is thrown back....riding you...feeling my orgasm start to overtake me....

You watch as i start to cum...waves crashing over me, my pussy spasming, clenching, releasing, milking your cock.....my climax triggers yours....thrusting your hips up, your cock releases your warm cum deep into me...filling me....mixing with mine.....

Spent, i collapse onto you....wrapping my arms around you, your arms tightly holding me as we kiss and cuddle.....feeling the chill in the air we grab our clothes and get into the tent.

I change into a long tshirt, and you put on a pair of shorts, as we slide into our double sleeping bag, you spoon up behind me to ward off the chill...chatting softly, you rubbing my back, we drift off to sleep....

Some hours later i wake up to the sound of rain splashing against the tent...thunder and lightning crashing and lighting up the night sky....i cuddle back against your chest..needing to feel you close to me....pressing my ass against your groin...i can feel your cock through your shorts against my ass, my tshirt hiked up over my hips....your cock is growing harder in your shorts, i can feel it pushing against my panties...

Reaching behind me i gently stroke your cock through your shorts...feeling it rise a little more..growing under my touches..your hand subconsciously starts to rub my hip...i cover it with my hand, moving your hand up and over my breast...wanting to feel you touch my already hard nipples....your fingers cup my breast, not moving...

...willing you to wake up...knowing i need to do more, i roll over on my side, i reach into your shorts, and grasp your cock firmly in my hand...i can tell you are just barely starting to wake up, so i slide down in the sleeping bag, parting my lips i take the head of your cock and suck on it strongly, waiting for you to completely wake up....i reach down and play with my pussy...smearing my juices onto your cock, tasting myself on you..i know you are fully awake when your hands grab my hair and pull me up..... 

"What are you doing?" you ask me...still sleepy....smiling at me...your hard cock wet from my mouth and my pussy juices still in my hand.....

"I want you to fuck me" I answer ... smiling back at you.....i sit up and unzip the sleeping bag, getting up on all fours, facing the tent door....reaching back i part my ass cheeks, showing you may ass and dripping wet pussy..." fuck me...please...i'm ready for your hard cock!"

Needing no further encouragement, you lean in, and lick my inner thigh, tasting the juices running from my pussy...nestling up behind me you rub your cock all over my wet pussy...teasing me...i push back, trying to get your cock to slide into me....finally you grab my hips, settling me down, and slowly, inch by inch, you slide your cock into my hot pussy....fucking slowly, pulling all the way out, and forcing yourself all the way back in....over and over you thrust slowly....me pushing back to meet every push...you are taking your time, driving me crazy , my climax builds slowly, until i start to plead "i am ready to cum...fuck me faster! please!"

You quicken your thrusts, reaching down, you wet your hand with my dripping pussy wetness, and smear it over my asshole....rubbing your thumb over my rosebud, you force it into me, triggering my spasms....i am shuddering, shaking, cumming as you continue to fuck me, slowing your movements again, sliding your thumb in and out of my ass...

"Open up the tent its hot in here!" you tell me, as we are both covered in a sheen of sweat.....I lean forward, and zip open the tent door, leaving the screen closed...a cool breeze covers us, we can see the rainstorm outside, the waves crashing on the lake..

I settle back into you, thinking you are going to enter my still burning pussy again, but instead I feel you grab my hips and feel your cock pressing up against my asshole....you scoop up some of my cum, and rub it over the head of your cock...its all the lube you need as you press forward, and my ass swallows you...you continue to press forward until you are completely buried in my ass... 

You give me a second to relax and adjust, then you pull almost all the way out...."Is this what you wanted?" you ask me...

"Oh yes..this is exactly what i wanted,...please fuck me..cum deep in my ass.." Its all the encouragement you need as you start thrusting deeply into me...my tight sheath surrounds you...your hear me moaning, knowing i am rubbing my clit...my body begins to shake, you keep fucking me as i cum...making my climax last even longer, feel even stronger..my orgasm triggers yours... your cock tightens up, i feel it swelling even thicker, stretching my ass even farther....you use my hips as leverage, pulling me back onto your cock, forcing it deeper and deeper, as you groan and release your cum deep into my ass i cum again with you....spasming and leaking cum all down my legs....

Falling forward onto the sleeping bag we lay still joined as you soften and slip out of me.. Lying there, you are kissing my neck..stroking my back... we watch the rainstorm let up, as the darkness gives way to a sunrise....you lie beside me, hugging me close to you, pulling the sleeping bag over us as we drift off to sleep.



Camping



From the first time we met I knew there was something special there. We were both young in our early twenties and had been in long and real relationships before. So we both knew better than to just jump full fledged into a relationship. Or so we thought. 

After about the third time we had met the friend that introduced us planned a camping trip and we were both invited. I had that feeling in my gut that something was going to happen but I really enjoyed his company so I felt it necessary to withhold from sex for the time being so that a firm relationship could build. All day setting up camp, swimming in the spring fed water, and sitting around the fire there had been sexual tension between the two of us. Everyone could feel it and we would not be the only couple that night to enjoy the pleasures of another person's company. 

As everyone was slowly making their way away from the fire and into their designated tents, I informed him I could not sleep and went to sit on a blanket down by the water. You see, I was familiar with this campsite and the only place you could see the stars was by the river outside of the protection of the trees. It was dark here away from the fire. Although there was always the threat of snakes, alligators, and who knows what else I found the feel of seclusion and the sound of the rushing water calming. It was not long before he joined me on the blanket. It was never awkward between us nor has it been as our relationship has continued on. 

We both sat there in the silence. It was so comforting just having his presence there. It had been over a year since I had been in a relationship. I had had sexual partners between then and now but it was always purely physical and never had felt intimate. As a matter of fact thinking back I think I preferred it that way. My last relationship had lasted three years and ended with me being more hurt then him. I was terrified of feeling the sting of rejection again. This felt different while there was an immense amount of physical attraction between the two of us, there was also something else. Something that made it feels that something in the world just "clicked" into place. 

I could not fight my attraction to him any longer I knew I was going to go back on my word and be with him tonight. I wanted it so bad. I could feel it in my mind, my heart, and, at the time, most importantly in the warmth between my legs. Without saying anything I started kissing him. Slowly at first, then more fiercely within the minute. It wasn't long before I was straddling him. With our tongues fully entangled in one another I slowly move my hands down his back. The warmth of his body felt so good mixed with the heat and humidity of a Florida night. It didn't take long for his hands to find my breast, easily accessible under the white tank top I was wearing to "sleep" in. You could tell he was wary, not wanting to overstep his boundaries. In order to encourage him I slipped a hand down to the top of his pants and slipped some fingers in and rubbed the skin underneath his elastic waist band. With my encouragement his hands slowly grazed down my very fit stomach and started going under the edge of my pants. He continued until he felt the warm moist. He rubbed my clit slowly then brought his hand back out to taste my wetness on his fingers. I would later find out that the taste of me made him harder than almost anything.

 I was so turned on by this that I could no longer hold back. I pushed him down on his back and kissed him slowly down his front side until I was at the edge of his of his pants. I slipped my tongue out and licked the edge slowly. Then I pulled his pants down to expose his fully hardened cock, trailing kisses the entire time. I slowly kissed the places in between his legs where his thigh met his groin. I traced my tongue from one side to the other, kissing his tip. It felt so warm and already there was a bit of wetness at the tip. I flicked it with my tongue. I then moved my hands down and slowly stroked him while I massaged his balls in my other hand. I heard him groan and the excitement of pleasing him made me even wetter. I then took the tip of his cock in my mouth. Closing my lips around it just past the head and played with the tip with my tongue. I heard him moan yet again. I then pulled him out and ran my tongue down both sides of his erection and the top and bottom. When this was completed I took each of his balls one at a time in my mouth before putting his cock back in my mouth. 

By this time I was so utterly turned on just the tip was not going to work for me and I took his whole member deep into my throat. It was difficult I was not used to being this wet. Therefore I had never taken a lover completely in my mouth. It was not long before I was gagging on his hard dick. So I moved him back out. I began sucking on him with a passion and it was not long before I had his entire erection in my mouth again. I was dripping by this time. I continued the pattern until he was finished. He then moved his hand down between my legs. He was shocked to find me so wet. He didn't know either that a woman could enjoy giving so well. He eased a finger in and rubbed around. It was a matter of seconds before I was cuming. 

It was amazing not only had I never before cum without actually having intercourse but I had also never enjoyed giving head before so much that I completely finished. Because we had both been satisfied, I decided maybe I would stick with my original plan of not giving myself to him completely for a while. I knew it would be difficult but I thought it would be worth it. 



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This story dates from 1997. I'm gradually reposting my stories that originally appeared via 'Adriana's Avenue of Adventures' (an erotica mailing list) and on my website 'Phil's Files', which has now vanished into the ether.

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This happened on my camping holiday in France last summer. I was on my way from my tent to the wash-block, my bladder full of beer. It was quite late and the campsite was dark and quiet. I passed close to a small camper-van that had been there all week; it belonged to a young English couple with twin boys aged about 6, who slept in a tent while their parents slept in the van. I had chatted with them now and then but didn't know their names. As I walked past I saw that there was a light on in the van and I heard what sounded like sobbing coming from inside. The curtains which hung all round the inside were slightly open at one point and, feeling rather guilty, I peered in to see what the noise was. 

My heart missed a beat as my eyes recognised what was happening in the warmly-lit interior. They were naked on the pull-down bed, their feet towards me. She lay on her side, he lay facing her. Her leg was thrown over his hip and his cock pierced her hair-fringed pussy. Their arms were round each other and they moved slowly together. The top half of his cock slid smoothly in and out of her, the thick juice coating it glistened in the light from the gas lantern near their feet. I saw that she wore an ankle bracelet - somehow that only made her seen more naked. 

I felt myself going hot with embarrassment. I wanted to turn away but I couldn't. The sight was infinitely more erotic than any movie. These were no hardened porn stars going through the motions with clinical detachment, their sterile shaven bodies rubbing passionlessly while their minds thought about camera angles and lighting requirements. These were two ordinary people, with uncombed pubic hair and spots on their skin, making erotic love oblivious to the outside world. I watched hypnotised as they thrust together rhythmically, slowly, I could see her fat labia flipping back and forth as the head of his cock pushed in and out of her. They moaned and grunted to each other. I grew hard and aching inside my shorts.

But the call of nature couldn't be denied. My bursting bladder asserted itself and I staggered off to the wash-block. It took a while for me to relax and let my erection subside before I could piss. I took the opportunity to wash and clean my teeth, hoping that the cold water would still my feverish thoughts. I told myself that secretly watching a couple making love was immoral, and I resolved to walk straight past and go to bed. But I doubted whether my will-power was up to it.

As I neared the camper-van I saw that the light was still on. And to my shock, silhouetted against the light, was another figure, looking in through the same gap that I had used. My steps involuntarily took me towards it. The figure turned round at my approach and with another shock I saw that it was Denise, the woman in the next tent to mine. She was about 40, with teenage kids and a husband, a respectable, unsexy wife and mother, a teacher and no doubt a pillar of the local community. We had spoken occasionally, but no more.

She put her finger to her lips and motioned me to stand next to her. I saw she was wearing a white T-shirt that came down to her knees - obviously her respectable night-wear.

'They've started early tonight,' she whispered.

I looked through the gap in the curtains but had to move behind her to get the right angle of view. I saw that the girl was now on top of her partner, impaling herself luxuriously on his long cock. She took him deep into her, then rose up until his glans was nearly exposed before sinking down again. His hands clutched her buttocks and pulled them wide apart, so that her dark anus was open to our gaze. Beyond the sinuous curve of her back, her shoulders rippled as she obviously dipped her breasts one by one into his mouth. Denise gave a tiny moan. I sensed rather than saw that she was touching herself. One arm was down across her stomach, her hand hidden between her legs. The other hand was under her T-shirt, grasping her breast.

Without thinking I put my arms round her, and she leaned back against me. Her body felt hot under the thin cotton. I stroked my hand down her arm, placing it on top of her hand. I could feel her fingers rubbing at her slit. She removed her hand, placed her wet fingers on top of mine and guided me to her clit. Her pussy was hairy and soaked in juice, her clit a hard nub between soft, fat lips. She put my fingers exactly where she wanted them and I began to stroke her. My other hand went to her free breast and cupped its weight, feeling the nipple harden. I massaged it firmly, rolling the swelling point between my fingers. My erection pressed shamelessly into the cleft of her ample buttocks.

The young couple rearranged themselves, their long limbs golden and glistening with sweat in the lamplight. Now his head was under her crotch, and although we couldn't see it, it was clear that she was sucking his cock eagerly. He held her labia apart with his fingers and she dipped her hips to let him explore her with his tongue. I could see her juices running down into his mouth. He licked her thoroughly from anus to clit, she rotated her hips to give him easy access to every part of her. Soon, though, he began to concentrate on her clit, and I saw his tongue flicking ever faster on her projecting rosebud. Her body arched with tension. He pushed his thumb into her anus and suddenly she began to give high-pitched cries, her hips jerking under his restraining hands. I could see the tunnel of her cunt opening and closing with the pulses of her orgasm.

Denise writhed in my arms. 'Fuck me, oh fuck me, please,' she whispered. I lifted up her T-shirt and placed my aching cock between her thighs. She tipped her hips back and I slid easily into her sopping wet cunt. I straightened my legs and pushed all the way up into her, still keeping my fingers firmly on her clit. 

Half my attention was still riveted on the young couple who were now changing position again. She stayed on all fours, her ass thrust proudly into the air, while he, his glistening reddened cock waving, knelt behind and above her and rubbed his glans along her juicy lips. Through his opened thighs we had a clear view of her cunt parting to admit him. He fucked her strongly for a few minutes, then to my shock withdrew and placed his glans against her anus. Denise moaned again and her cunt gripped my cock fiercely. I watched in disbelief as his huge cock pushed its way into her rear entrance, faintly hearing her gasps and cries. He was half-way in, his shaft rigid between his thighs, pointing down at her splayed buttocks. His balls had tightened to such an extent that they had virtually disappeared inside him. He began to thrust, gently at first, then harder, the juice on his shaft building up into a ring of foam. Her cunt, empty, dripped juice onto the bed, and I saw her reach back and push three or four fingers inside.

I was close to coming and so was Denise. We hardly moved, the sight and the sounds of their coupling were enough to bring us to the edge. I felt a hot tide rising in my cock.

Suddenly with loud shouts the man and girl both came. I watched her cunt squeezing around her fingers, and I could see the pulses of cum rippling down his long shaft, as his balls jerked and his anus contracted. Their orgasm lasted for minutes, until I thought they would never stop. It was so hypnotising that I almost forgot about my own imminent climax.

Finally they stopped jerking and his cock began to soften. He withdrew slowly and his glans popped out, red and shining. Her anus squeezed once and then opened, and a trickle of white flowed out and ran down into her gaping cunt, covering her fingers that were still inside. 

That did it. 'Oh God,' Denise gasped, and her cunt clutched at me. My hot geyser erupted in her and she milked me desperately, sagging in my arms as the orgasm took hold of her. I managed somehow to hold her and continue my friction on her clit, and she came powerfully long after I was empty and softening. Eventually I slid out of her, and she panted with exhaustion. 

When she could speak she said softly to me 'She takes him like that every night.' I pondered the implications of that as we watched the couple take flannels and towels and lovingly wash and clean each other, kissing and licking all the while.

'She's lovely, isn't she,' Denise said almost to herself. 'Just imagine, she's done this every day of her life, even during her periods. Sometimes they do it three or four times a day.' She shuddered and I felt a flood of hot liquid trickling through my fingers and running down onto her legs.

I couldn't think of an appropriate response, and I wondered whether Denise's imagination wasn't a little overactive. I remained holding her, one hand cupping her wet pussy, the other holding her breast, and to my surprise felt myself growing hard again. She was one of the last people I had imagined having sex with, and yet the atmosphere was so sexually charged that I wanted her again. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations as my wet cock grew to hardness against her ass.

'They've started again.' she whispered, trembling. 

Our young couple were in a 69 position. Her head faced us and she was taking his limp cock right into her mouth, balls and all it seemed. Beyond we could see her ass thrust up, dipping and writhing as, presumably, he tongued her again. Her eyes were closed in bliss. Although I hadn't thought of her as particularly attractive, in that position she looked the sexiest girl I had ever seen. He slowly grew hard in her mouth, and she had to lift her head to let his cock straighten. She licked and sucked it eagerly, sometimes taking it as far in as she could, sometimes just circling the head with her tongue. I marvelled at her repertoire of caresses, wishing that I was the one under her. 

'He's so big,' whispered Denise. 'He must really stretch her.' She was working herself up to a new level of excitement. Without speaking I gripped her hips and penetrated her wet cunt again, plumbing her depths with remarkable ease. The whole of her crotch and thighs were slippery with our juices.

The man was now being stimulated to an extreme degree, and suddenly he threw the girl off and lay her on her back, spreading her legs wide. He rammed into her and she lifted her legs and clasped her ankles behind his neck, raising her ass right off the bed. We saw him plunge up to the hilt in her welcoming cunt. Denise groaned with excitement as he fucked his partner classically, with long unforgiving strokes. The camper-van began to rock as they pumped away. We could hear the cries that heralded her approaching climax.

When she had spent, he withdrew and kissed her cunt briefly, paying more attention to her anus.

'He's going to do it again,' Denise said with a tremor in her voice, and she was right. He held her ass up off the bed and penetrated her rear entrance easily, fucking it as powerfully as he had just fucked her cunt. She cried out and soon we heard her cum once more.

Denise writhed in my arms, twisting my cock painfully. 'Do it to me, oh do it, please!'

'Are you sure?' I said, not wanting to hurt her.

'Of course! Just put it in, I can't wait.'

I withdrew from her cunt and placed my cock between her buttocks. She was so wet with her thick juice and my cum that I didn't need any further lubrication. I pushed up into her, hard, and she gave a cry. But she didn't pull away and I pushed harder, wanting to enter her but fearful of doing some damage.

Suddenly with a lunge I was in, nearly halfway. God she was tight! Tighter than any woman I'd ever had. Obviously she had never been taken this way before. She moaned to herself, I wasn't sure whether it was in pain or ecstasy. I pushed all the way in and stood still, letting her get used to the feel of me splitting her in two.

'Look,' she whispered with a catch in her voice, 'They're doing it a new way.'

I had taken my attention off the young couple in the heat of my defloration of her ass, but now I saw that he was lying on his back and she was lying on top, also on her back. His cock was buried in her anus again and her knees were pointed to the corners of the van. He rolled her clit between his fingers and she writhed on his column, her gaping cunt spilling juice onto his balls. Soon she came again, and Denise's anus squeezed me in sympathy.

After that the sights and sensations get a bit confused in my brain. The man ass-fucked his girl in a bewildering variety of positions - they seemed to enjoy the actual process of penetration as much as being inside - and she came reliably in each new position. Denise quickly grew accustomed to my rod in her bowels, and it took me all my self-control not to cum in her.

Finally the man emptied his seed into her rectum - again we saw the pulses rippling down his shaft - and again, when he was spent, we watched as the white flood spilled out of her anus and covered her buttocks and thighs. Denise obviously found this the most erotic sight of all, because she gave a tremendous shudder and came, nearly cutting my cock off at the root. Thankfully I let go and let the fiery ache in my balls shoot up and plaster her insides with cum. 

I felt exhausted and my legs ached. My knees had nearly locked solid from standing up and thrusting for so long. Denise leant against me, obviously as tired as I was. We watched the young couple as they lay together happily, not bothering to clean up this time. He gently massaged the cum into her buttocks, occasionally slipping a couple of fingers into her welcoming anus.

'I've got to lie down,' I said. 'I'm shattered.'

'Don't go,' Denise whispered. 'They haven't finished yet. They'll do it again, I know.'

'I couldn't take it any more,' I said, feeling a heel. 'I've got to sleep.'

Reluctantly I let go of her and staggered back to my tent. My last sight was of her still standing by the van, looking in through the window.

I slept long and late, and woke when the tent was hot and stuffy. Bleary-eyed, I stumbled outside into the cooler air. Denise was talking to the couple, who were in the middle of taking their kids' tent down. It was a completely normal, family scene. I found it hard to believe what we had seen and done.

The girl saw me and waved. She walked across to me, looking fresh and innocent in a T-shirt and short denim skirt. I found to hard to look her in the eye.

'Hi,' she said. 'We're leaving today. Hope the weather keeps hot for you.'

'Uh, yeah,' I mumbled. 

She gave a sudden grin. 'Hope you enjoyed the show last night. Denise has just been telling us. She's got this thing about anal sex so we thought we'd give her a treat on our last night. Sounds like you gave her a treat too! See you around!'