1 comments/ 66655 views/ 11 favorites Week in the Pines By: sharedhousewife The three of us were sitting in comfortable silence on the large area rug in front of the fireplace. The orange flames were steady and low, warming our faces and bare feet against the colder air outside our intimate circle. Our Jack Daniels went down with a soothing anticipation of what was ahead and we all looked at each other knowing that we'd soon be wrapped in a heat stronger than the fire or alcohol. We sipped and swallowed and alternately gazed at our source of warmth and the dark scene outside the large picture window to our right. Moonlight was transforming falling raindrops into brilliant crystals swirling downward to where earlier we'd gathered wood and laughed at squirrels frantically chasing each other into the nearby pine trees. Inside, the summer clothing we were still wearing connected us to the outdoor experiences of playful friendship that we'd enjoyed earlier that day, as well as to the six years we'd all known each other since meeting. But the same clothes that now grounded us to our platonic friendship would soon be removed, taking us all to visual places of knowledge we'd experienced on previous occasions. Indeed, countless times over the years I've stared when unnoticed while Gary would pour us drinks at his cabin with hands large and strong. He'd then hold the margarita stirrer and swirl with precision, indicating he may be well skilled manipulating things small and delicate. And Scott, with his business-like personality, would sometimes meet my eyes with a penetrating interest in knowing I would soon be sexually engaged with both. I believe we all suspected our relationship would turn this direction when our friend Gary told us we were free to use his cabin for the week. Gary, Scott and I discussed the possibility of it and decided the next day that we'd go, I'm sure somewhere we all began thinking this would be the perfect place for a renewal of our sexual friendship. Suddenly, and thankfully, Gary shifted positions and it reminded me that my legs, too, were getting stiff. I stretched my legs out in the direction of the fire and released a sigh, aware that anxiety was slowly creeping in. But just then, as if sensing this perfect setting and occasion could pass away if not soon acted upon, Gary got up from his position on my left and seated himself behind me. He straddled my hips, with his legs fully outstretched alongside mine. He then whispered in my ear but not so quietly that Scott wouldn't hear, "I've wanted this as soon as I first saw you again." As I released a heavy sigh, betraying that his secret thoughts of me were arousing feelings between my legs, he began kissing and licking my ear. His breath was like a warm, fuzzy blanket that I melted into. I closed my eyes, still in disbelief this was actually happening, but anxious for what would happen next. While still attending to my ear, I felt his hands slide along my upper body until they stopped at my chest. I was breathing more heavily now and opened my eyes to look at his hands. They were so familiar to me; I'd seen them in a hundred different situations over the years but now they were squeezing my breasts through the layer of clothing I had on. Most friends' hands don't usually touch those, I thought. He then pulled the top's zipper down and gently pushed my upper body forward so he could take it off. He tossed it behind us. I still had on a white lace bra under that. I looked up to Scott but his eyes did not meet mine; his were looking downward, watching Gary's hands begin to undress me. With my blouse off, my long blonde hair being gathered up in the action and tousled back down again. Gary stopped moving his lips and tongue on my ear and joined Scott in watching what his hands were doing. I remained fixed on Scott's eyes, noticing that he hadn't moved a muscle since Gary started. We were all mesmerized by the mere idea of seeing those places that other friends don't get to see. The only thing now separating my tits from their eyes was my white bra. Our friend, with his tall and muscular frame, dark brown hair and well groomed mustache and all the confidence in the world, was very used to hearing my voice talk of current events, mutual friends, and plans for the weekend, but now wanted that same voice to tell him to be sexual with me. I found his idea highly erotic, as if I were a queen telling her long-time protector to enter her bedchamber while her king was away from court to do the dirty deeds of her desires. So I directed him to remove my bra and pull my tits out of their cups. I knew this to offer a sexy presentation and was anxious to see his expression when he'd first see them looking voluptuously at him. But for now, just the sight of his thick fingers pulling the cups down until my large, round nipples poked out sent electrical waves through every inch of my body. He went further until both of my mounds were out. From his spot directly in front of me, Scott was now looking straight ahead at my tits with his mouth slightly open. Gary, still in his spot sitting behind me, grabbed each one in his hand and pushed them together, indicating to Scott that he was now going to reacquaint himself with my 36DD's. I leaned my head back onto Gary's right shoulder, looking up at the wood beams running along the ceiling, with all my senses heightened waiting for the next sensation. And it was Scott's pointed tongue, only his tongue that I felt rather immediately, flicking my pebble on my left tit, around and around. The sensation made me think he'd sex my body while touching only its most relevant parts with those of his, as if being aroused by an invisible man. Then he stopped and I felt it again on my right tit, flicking its hardened nipple up and down while my breathing became more rapid. Gary was still making my two tits one for Scott's nibbling pleasure when his moans subtly turned into words proclaiming they were bigger than he'd remembered and that, while horse back riding together the prior Fall, he'd tried imagining them bouncing naked up and down. I closed my eyes and absorbed what he said, slowly understanding that he'd been having lustful thoughts of me all this time since our last threesome. Gary continued whispering similar thoughts he'd secretly had about me while squeezing my firm and tanned boobs with his hands. Then Scott moved his mouth away to add in how beautiful they looked standing at full attention, and I replied before thinking, "And are you standing at full attention for me?" In response to my question, I received two non-verbal answers at the same time. Gary pushed his pelvis into my lower back and I felt a rock hard bulge press against me from inside his jeans. At the same time, Scott got up to his knees, took my right hand and placed it on his chest, then guided it down to his equally hard bulge behind his grey sweat pants. At that I felt my pussy get wetter and hotter, for my favorite fantasy has always been exactly this, being the center of two men's sexual attentions. With that thought, and wanting to move along faster, I went to tell Scott to strip off my jeans to at least get my pussy involved, but I forced myself to enjoy the seduction, which was maddeningly slow. But to my surprise, that was apparently their thought, as well. Gary lifted my hips up off the floor while Scott grabbed the ankles of my jeans and whisked them off in one quick movement. All that remained on my lower body was my red thong. With my knees bent in front of me, Scott put a hand on each knee and slowly spread them apart. I groaned with intense pleasure. Gary remained behind me, but now rested his ankles on each of my knees so that if I wanted to close my legs, I'd have had his muscle strength to contend with. My instincts, in fact, required that I determine the extent of my limitation and found that he resisted my attempts. My legs were being held apart and I loved it. But one small thought occurred to me: my thong was still on. I wondered why Scott hadn't removed them as well. Just then he lay down on his stomach with his face between my legs, looked up into my eyes and said, "Are you ready, Donna? After all this time, we're finally going to play with your pussy." By "all this time" I didn't know if he meant the time that had passed since the evening began or our four-play, but in either case, I was fully ready for them to see the little pink folds and nub that I loved to play with in front of them. Again Scott looked up at me and our eyes met; he wanted me to tell him what to do. "Pull aside my underwear and....." but as he did that, I lost the ability to speak in words. I moaned loudly awaiting yet again the next sensation. I was now completely vulnerable before my husband. He'd now seen my secret spot and was about to taste my juices. I felt Gary lean forward into me, pressing his chin into my right shoulder. His interest in seeing was obviously piqued and it made me all the more excited. For what felt like a long minute, no one touched me but looked. I searched for Scott's eyes to meet mine but his were fully engaged with his view. I turned to Gary, but his eyes were staring down toward my shaved pussy. Then they both looked into my eyes and I saw theirs were hot with passion. So I again let my head drop backward onto Gary's shoulder and relished the moment of being on display. "You have the most beautiful pussy. I could look at it all night," Gary said in a deep desirous voice. At that I felt sex juice well up deep inside my recesses. I forced my legs further apart and noticed that Gary's ankles applied greater pressure as he pushed my knees even closer to the floor. Sensual stretching pains ran along my inner thighs. Lifting my knees even an inch was impossible and I felt if anyone touched my clitoris at this point that I'd shake into a powerful orgasm on the spot. Then I felt my internal fire exceed measurable temperatures as I became aware of his hot lips kissing mine down below. Gary's chin pushed deeper into my shoulder as he was apparently becoming increasingly aroused by his view. I kept my eyes closed during the sensual kisses telling myself over and over that we had remained just friends for two long years when all the while we could have been doing this together instead of having barbeque and drinks and conversations with family and guests. Gary had been watching for a long time and apparently felt the need to become more actively involved, for he put a firm left hand behind my head and turned me to receive his full, sexy lips. I've always thought his mouth would look incredible kissing my pussy. But we didn't touch lips at all. He offered his tongue to mine at some midway point between us and we swirled our tongues around each other in visible sight. I had the distinct thought that Scott's tongue was doing the same thing to my clit. At that I sucked on Gary's tongue hoping that soon his would be tasting me too. But Scott's tongue wasn't stopping any time soon. I felt his persistent attention on my love bud and knew that if he continued for another few minutes I would have the best orgasm of my life right in his face and in Gary's arms. "I want to lick her too, so don't send her over the edge yet," Gary told my husband, but all I felt was the insistence of that pointed tongue flicking up and down over the tip of my clit. I began rocking my hips side to side and that's when Scott abruptly stopped. I almost spoke out in protest, but Scott got up to his knees, unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. He held his penis away from his hairy stomach at a ninety degree angle from his body, like a long doorknob protruding from its shaft, moving it closer and closer to my mouth. So I took his hand off at the same time as I grabbed it, and with my right hand reached for his nutty friends, which were taut. I took one into my mouth and rolled it around with my tongue while stroking his shaft up and down, pressing firmly on the large vein that one of my ex-boyfriends told me was a crucial pressure point in his masturbation technique. I then moved to his other ball, rocking it forward and backward in the air with my tongue. He was moaning deeply with pleasure, but we both knew it could be even better. As I switched focus to his long erection and wrapped my lips around his width, Gary moved and repositioned himself as Scott was. I was now kneeling when Gary pushed his pants and underwear to his knees and took out his carnal lust. I enclosed it with my free left hand and squeezed and released it repeatedly to let him know I wanted it but wasn't quite done with my husband. In fact, I was just now taking Scott's full length in at every thrust. When I stopped, I heard Scott release a moan of disappointment, but it was now time to engage Gary. I let my tongue tease the slit on his throbbing head while caressing his balls. At no time did I not pay attention to both of their cocks, either to suck one while stroking the other or to lick one up and down while squeezing the other's balls. But I wanted more, so I brought both of their cocks to my mouth and touched their heads together so I could lick them at the same time. Then I gave Gary a series of full thrusts into my mouth. I stopped and gave the same to Scott and then returned to Gary until they both felt ready to explode. I moved away from them and lay down on the rug. Scott determined the next position by putting a knee on either side of my stomach, straddling me, facing Gary and my pussy. Gary knelt between my legs facing us and grabbed hard at my thong and took it off, throwing it to the side. Scott took hold of my ankles and spread them as far apart as they'd go, now for Gary's viewing pleasure. From my view, I could see Scott's firm, muscular ass and his head, which was angled down, again focused on the action. Again I realized I could have finished at the mere erotic quality of being held open and viewed by two men. The next thing I felt was Gary's tongue licking at my inner lips for a few moments but getting quickly to the good part, my throbbing and swollen clit. Rhythmically and consistently his hot, wet point ran up and down over my tip, which at first felt almost painful but soon transformed into hot and persistent shocks of pleasure shooting throughout my naked body. Just then Scott released my legs and used his hands for other purposes. With his left hand, he took his middle and index fingers to spread open my soft, outer pussy lips. With his right hand, he used his index finger to rub up and down on my hot bud and he didn't miss a movement while Gary inserted his finger about three inches into my vagina, crooking it up to stimulate my g-spot. Continuously both men worked my pussy while my thoughts became less and less coherent, nearing the point of imminent orgasm. "She's about there," Gary announced. "Her muscles are squeezing faster and tighter. "Her clit is so red and swollen," Scott added. While listening to them comment on my state of arousal, and while pressing my knees open further and further, their manipulations took my clit over the edge into the most amazing, out of body orgasm I'd ever had. My body shook and jolted violently while they continued on my pussy until I had to tell them to stop and to involve their cocks once again. They did stop, but they looked at me, waiting it seemed, for my direction. I was nearly too spent for words, but managed to utter, "Gary, fuck me in my pussy while Scott watches." I decided the extreme pleasure I'd been given deserved a like reward. Gary let an appreciative smile cross his mouth and turned me over. As he held onto my round cheeks with both hands, firmly holding me in place, I arched my back inwards so my stomach almost touched the rug. I took in a deep breath then let it out as he gently slid his head into my slit. He pulled it out and pushed it back in with a little more pressure and continued pushing in and pulling out until his lower stomach was pressed against my ass. He then pulled out completely and pushed his full length inside me once more and, hearing only moaning from me, began fucking with increasingly fast thrusts until I felt his swollen member engorge and throb just before shooting his semen into me. He started shrinking in size when Scott interjected that he'd had enough and needed my pussy now. Gary moved aside for my husband to enjoy my vagina from behind, but Scott had a slightly different idea. He lay on his back on the rug and beckoned me to straddle him, facing his feet. I did as he wanted. I climbed on and let his big cock find my pussy and then I slid down and began covering his shaft inch by inch. When I finally reached his root, sitting completely on his erection almost caused my stomach to cramp. So I pulled all the way back up again and began the descent once more. Because I had my face almost to his knees, I knew him as well as Gary had a view most men in my life loved best; seeing my back mounds jiggle with my pussy down below. I also knew he could see his full length going up into me and then coming back out with his hardness glistening from my juices. Now accustomed to his engulfing size, I moved furiously up and down his pole. "Oh my God! Donna, fuck it, fuck it, oh yea, that's it, yea, yea, yeaaa!" And he, too, shot into me the semen his body had built up over the last hour, and we remained just as we were positioned for several minutes because we were thoroughly depleted of the energy needed to move. Afterward, we all stretched out in front of the fire with nothing but the sounds of our breathing and the occasional crackling of the flames. No one said a word but I think I knew what we were all thinking. First, we were wondering what midnight snack we could put together in the kitchen. Next, we were probably wondering for how long we'd have to wait until we could do this again. The next day we heard Art's motorcycle pull up in the drive alongside the cabin and walked out onto the porch. Scott and I had invited Art and Brenda, an older couple, up to the cabin for the weekend to introduce them to Gary and engage Brenda into her first triple coupling of men. We had to laugh when Brenda dismounted the bike topless. She saw the excited look on Scott and Gary's faces and related that Art had pulled over in a campground along the way and urged her to remove her halter top. She snuggled up against him on the way up, mashing her breasts against his back; but it was obvious to any onlookers that she was topless. She said when a passerby honked appreciatively, she would lean back and show-off her naked breast to their delight. Art was already excited that Gary would be introduced to his wife for the first time as her new sex partner and she was already topless. When I introduced Brenda to Gary, she hugged him tight, mashing her tits against his bare chest and then she reached for his crotch, teasingly groping, and saying that I had told her all about his big package. Brenda giggled and spoke approvingly of the hard-on in his Levis in her Tennessee drawl. We then went inside and grabbed some beers, Brenda sitting between Scott and Gary on the sofa, still topless, and I sat on Art's lap on a lounge chair. We continued with the introductions, and Gary complimented Brenda about her nice breasts, which only slightly sagged for a woman over 55 years of age. Brenda thanked him and told him he could fondle them if he liked. Gary wasted no time in leaning to the side and taking a nipple in his mouth while squeezing the other breast with his hand. "Ah, yes! Very nice! I would guess you are a 36D!" "Very good," replied Brenda, "Donna says you're about ten inches erect!" Gary responded, "I'm sure you won't be disappointed!" Brenda rubbed the bulge in his trousers and said, "I'm sure I won't either!" Since the sexual tension was already building and it was obvious that the sexual vibes between Brenda and Gary were good ones, I decided to get things started. I pulled off my blouse, exposing my tits to Art's face, and then stood up and dropped my cutoffs. Now standing naked in front of Art, I turned and pushed my shaved mound towards his hungry eyes and he pulled me to his face. In seconds the sounds of a horny man sucking pussy could be heard inside the greatroom. Brenda helped Scott and Gary remove their cutoffs, freeing their standing erections, much to her delight, and the men finished removing her clothes. Brenda pushed Scott back down into the sofa and got down between his legs and began sucking and licking his cock. Gary got on the floor and spread her legs apart wide and spit into his hand. He then lubed his erection and lined up the uncircumsized tip at her entrance and slowly eased his ten inch shaft inside her pussy, much to Brenda's delight. She squealed as he eased all ten inches into her depths and his balls brushed against her butt cheeks. Week in the Pines Within minutes the three had worked up a rhythm where Brenda was taking in nineteen inches between the two, and moaning loud enough for the neighbors a block away to hear. Meanwhile, Art and I were nude by now and I was riding his cock as he sat back in the easy chair. He was rock hard, and I leaned over and whispered in his ear how sexy his wife looked being taken by two young lovers. He grunted his approval and leaned around me to watch as I continued to hump his cock. Brenda began to moan as her first orgasm approached from Gary's thick intrusion. Her loud moans and shaking ass against Gary's thighs must have triggered Art's ejaculation and he let loose a hot shot of jism deep into my pussy. As Gary continued to pump his pretty wife, spurt after spurt of semen erupted from his cock, pulsating in my loans, and my vaginal muscles contracted to milk it from his shaft. The slapping of Gary's balls against Brenda's ass could be heard as he continued his exploration of her depths with his manhood, and Brenda began vigorously pumping Scott's cock with her hand, attempting to make it shoot into her mouth. Scott moaned, "Oh yea," and Brenda grunted as his first shot of cum blasted down her throat and she almost gagged trying to keep up with his pulsations. The sex sounds urged Gary on, and suddenly he groaned. Art and I watched as Gary's balls rose and fell, his thigh muscles tightened, and he obviously was filling Brenda's pussy with a large load of his semen. Brenda pulled away from Scott's spurting cock, as it continued spewing large amounts of cum onto her face and hair. She continued to push back into Gary's thrusts and he pumped more semen into her pussy. Gary pulled out of her hole and his erection continued shooting white globs onto her ass and small of her back. "Oh my!" she exclaimed. "I guess you boys will have to wash me off in the hot tub. I'm such a sticky mess," as she playfully wiped some of Scott's jism from her face with two fingers and sucked them into her mouth. "Yummy! You boys certainly do cum a lot for just two cocks! You must have been storing that up for me," winking back over at me. Gary then lifted Brenda's limp nude body from the floor and carried her out onto the porch and set her on the steps of the hot tub. "I guess it's about time I sampled your pussy up close. Brenda cooed as they slipped into the hot tub and Gary dipped under the water and suckled on her clit. I lifted off Art's waist and got on my knees in front of him and began licking his spent cock. Scott joined us and got between my thighs from behind and shoved his erection into my cum-filled pussy. Now it was my turn to be double dipped and I don't know who was moaning louder; Brenda from Gary's sucking or me from being double fucked by Art and my hubby. Whichever, within fifteen minutes I was being filled in both my mouth and pussy with a load of semen. After a short rest and a beer, we joined Brenda and Gary in the hot tub. Brenda was sitting on Gary's lap, facing the rest of us and bouncing up and down as she rode Gary's cock under the water. Her breasts bounced up and down as Gary's large hand lifted her up and down at the waist. I sat between Art and Scott with a cock in each hand pumping away as Art fingered my large rosy nipples, which peeked out of the water. A few more orgasms and we had to retire from the hot-tub to let the water circulate and filter all the semen that had been floating around. We cleaned up and decided to drive into Heber to have dinner and a few more beers at the Red Onion Bar. Brenda and I decided to dress like sluts, short-short cutoffs and heeled slippers. Brenda sported a red loose-fitting halter, which showed most of her breasts, and I wore a tight fitting top which was cut off halfway under my tits. The bottom half of my naked breasts showed below the material and my erect nipples protruded through the material. Every time Brenda leaned forward, her areola and/or nipples would show. We were quite a scene at the restaurant for the other patrons. I sat a lot on Art's lap, as if he was my Sugar Daddy, and Brenda sat between Gary and Scott, bending over often to exhibit her tits. After eating some burgers, we decided to tease the patrons with a game of pool at one of the tables. The cutoffs Brenda and I were wearing had been cut in the crotch area so that if you spread your legs while sitting or leaned over, your labia could be clearly seen. Neither of us was wearing any panties and since our last encounter with Brenda and Art, I had convinced Brenda to shave her pubes. Her newly shaved mature labia lips were hanging out on either side of the center seam. We had all the men in the lounge drooling while we played pool with the guys. Several of the men in the bar attempted to lure me outside away from my "Old" sugar daddy and fuck me in the evening darkness of the parking lot. Even Brenda got hit on by several of the men, younger and older. One of the local guys, a distinguished man about 50 years, caught her eye and she told Art she was going outside with him. Art winked at her and told her to have some fun. When Brenda returned, about a twenty minutes later, she sat back in the bar stool and spread her legs for her husband. Even in the dim light of the bar and to the side of thin piece of Levi material between her legs, white cum oozed from her depths. Art said, "Way to go babe!" and stuck the middle finger of his right hand inside the material and fingered his leaking wife's pussy, rubbing the man's semen around her opening. One of the waitresses walked over to our table and advised Art that they couldn't allow any type of sexual contact occur in the bar, so we paid our bill and exited into the parking lot. On our way out, Gary ran into a local guy he knew in the parking lot and introduced us. Bill was an former State employee. He told Bill that I was the married swinger he had told him about. Bill looked me over and told Gary he was a lucky dog. Gary responded by saying that maybe I would give him a "quickie" sample in the parking lot before we left. I grabbed Bill's hand and led him off into the wooded area adjacent to the parking lot while the others chatted around the cars. With my manner of dress, it was easy for Bill to gain access to my pussy and to fondle by breasts, cupping his hands under each one from behind. I stood facing up the slope as he stood behind me, entering me between my thighs. Bill had an average size tool, maybe seven to eight inches, and as horny as I was, he easily slid the entire length inside me in one push. He reached around my back and cupped each breast, squeezing and fondling as he slow fucked me. All the time he was telling me what a great pussy I had and how good it felt around his cock as I contracted my vaginal muscles around his shaft. He spoke of some of the stories Gary had related to him about fucking this big titted married woman on the balcony of his cabin while his neighbors watched or fucking her in front of strangers at the Verde Hot Springs. I started moaning for him as I achieved my first orgasm and continued until I felt his cock grow and then begin to pulsate. Then he erupted with a hot rush of semen into my depths, again and again until I milked him dry with my contractions. When we joined the others in the parking lot, Bill said to Gary, "I see what you mean. That was great and she really is a great fuck! Great pussy grip!" "I told you so, buddy! Make sure you wash it off before going home to Sherry!" I cuddled my husband's arm and looked back in Bill's direction and said, "Your Welcome!" Bill gleamed back like a Cheshire Cat. Brenda commented that he must have put a good load in me. Even in the dim parking lot light you see the white globs oozing out of the material around my slit. I responded, "Your one to talk!" Brenda had cum globs running down her inner thighs from her fuck with the bar patron a half-hour before. She then replied that we were a couple of bar sluts and we all laughed and got into the truck. Scott and Art sat up front and we girls forced Gary to sit between us in the back seat. By the time we made the short drive to the cabin, Brenda and I had Gary's cock erect and shooting off on our arms and chests. Brenda decided that since she hadn't yet blown him, she would clean off the gooey stuff before his cock deflated. The following day, we decided to take a day trip to Haigler Creek, where Brenda and I could sit on some large slabs around the bigger pools and sunbathe and the men could fish for trout. We four-wheeled it down to the lower campground and parked. Then we grabbed our gear, backpacks and ice chest and hiked along the trail that parallels the creek. Brenda and I wore our bikini bottoms under our cutoffs and loosened our tops so that most of our breasts were exposed to our men or any other hikers we came across. When we got to the large slabs of rocks, Brenda and I spread out a blanket and set down the food packs and ice chest. The men grabbed their fishing poles and sauntered off up stream to check out the deeper pools. We removed the cutoffs and untied our tops and let them fall to the blanket and took turns lathering each other with suntan oil. Now we were ready for any of our men folk that returned for sex or any possible male strangers that might hike past us and stop to chat or ogle our naked breasts. On the week days the area is seldom frequented by families or others, except for hardcore hikers or wilderness seekers. Most of the hikers are male, but we actually had a young couple stop to chat and the male hiker (Chuck) took turns fucking Brenda and I while his female companion (Amy) sat and watched while sipping her power drink. Chuck was in the middle of fucking Brenda doggy-style when Art returned down the trail. Being almost sixty years old, he tires quicker than the younger men. Chuck started to ease out of Brenda's pussy when Art emerged from the brush. Brenda was approaching an orgasm and pushed her ass into him, saying, "Oh that's just my husband, don't stop!" Chuck was really scared now and tried to disengage when Brenda replied, "He likes to watch me with other men!" Amy then spoke up and said that Chuck and she had done threesomes with one of Chuck's friends and they understood. Chuck then picked up his pace and filled Brenda with a load of cum, much to her pleasure and Art's delight. Art then gazed at Amy and asked her if she wanted to fuck. Amy shyly replied that she wasn't against fucking other men, it's just that Art was old enough to be her father or even grandfather. Amy saw that Art was disappointed, so she said she could give him a hand-job while Chuck continued to fuck Brenda. She even pulled off her top and told Art he could come on her tits. So as Chuck continued a second ramming on Brenda's pussy, Amy beat off Art's cock and spewed his cum all over her tits. Amy was in her early twenties and she and Chuck were dating. She was a nurse and said that nudity and sex organs didn't bother her. She often hiked topless with Chuck and his friends and skinny dipped in the water. I never did learn want job Chuck had, but we learned that he was an avid hiker, hunter, and loved to ride ATV's in the back country. He also loved it when Amy would ride topless on the back trails with him and flash others. After Chuck had cum twice in Brenda and I and filled our pussies with semen, he got dressed and hiked back down the trail with Amy, who was now topless. We never did see them again that day, but Gary and Scott did observe a topless woman hiking along the trail with a young man. We assume it was Chuck and Amy, as we didn't come across any other hikers that day. Gary and Scott returned a few hours later with some trout and ate lunch with us. Afterwards, I took on Art and Scott again, while Gary grabbed Brenda and rotated her with her head towards the blanket. He lifted her up and told her to suck all his erection in her mouth while he held her pussy at his mouth and sucked it in a vertical "69" position. We rested a bit and then grabbed our stuff and decided to hike further to the large swimming hole for a cold afternoon skinny-dip. Brenda and I hiked topless since the area was more remote. Upon reaching the large pool site we observed a forty something couple engaged in sex on the grass near the pool. At first they were startled until they saw that we gals were topless and invited us to join sitting them. Their names were Tim and Melissa and they were up from Scottsdale for the weekend to go hiking and camping. They were warm and friendly and we were really enjoying ourselves. A few minutes later, the men came along the trail and joined us. After some introductions, the men removed their clothes and we all sat around nude. As we sat around the spring fed pool, we talked about our lack of time together with friends and how we had planned to spend the weekend having as much sex as we could. Melissa commented that Brenda and I must be in heaven given the male to woman ratio (3 to 2). Melissa and Tim said that they were doing pretty much the same thing except that they had been there all week and were heading home on Sunday afternoon. Tim said that Melissa was good in bed and gave great head. He also said that she had the most perfect set of tits and a smooth pussy that he really enjoyed. Scott told him that I gave such a good blowjob that I could make a living at it. He also said that he really enjoyed watching me. Melissa asked if I had ever given a blowjob to another man while Scott watched. I told her yes, and that he had often fantasized about it. Tim said that he had always wanted to watch Melissa give another man a blow job but that they had never gone that far as of yet. Melissa said that if she was going to give another man a blow job while Tim watched, then she wanted to see Tim fuck another woman. I told her that I liked the same thing with Scott. Well all this sex talk had gotten me quite horny. I was dripping wet and Gary noticed the spot on my pussy and made a comment about how he should just eat me out right then and there. The talk was making me hornier, so I told him to go ahead. Melissa and Tim were cheering me on, so I spread my legs apart showing more of my wetness. Gary said I can't believe you're going to do this right here. I told him that if Tim and Melissa didn't mind, I would fuck him right there in front of them. They were still cheering us on, and so I lay back and readied myself for his mount. Gary's cock was standing erect and ready for action. As I spread wide and arched my back, Tim said, "Damn Gary, if you don't jump on that I will." You like what you see Scott asked him. I could see he did by his rising cock. The cool air from the stream made me shiver causing my nipples to harden on my size 36DD tits. I asked Scott if he thought Tim could handle me. Scott said that he didn't think Tim could last for more than three minutes with me giving him a good fuck. Melissa jumped in and said that Tim could last for 10 to 15 minutes when she fucks him, so that he probably could last longer than three with me. I was just horny and said, "Well if I don't get some cock from somebody that I would just have to take what ever I could get. Well at that point it was a race between Tim and Gary to see which one could between my legs the quickest. Melissa said that if I wanted to fuck Tim then she wanted to fuck Scott. I looked over and she was already spreading her legs. I looked at Scott and saw that he was willing to go along with whatever I wanted. I could also see the look in his eyes as he saw Melissa's shaved pussy and perky little tits. Tim's 8 inch cock was standing at full attention. Tim was so big around that I did not think I was going to be able to take him completely in my pussy. Scott looked at the size of Tim's cock as I engulfed it with my vaginal lips. I could see him growing even larger. He was really getting turned on by the sight of me fucking another man's cock. Suddenly it turned into a race to see who could make the other wife's husband cum first. I looked over at Melissa and Scott and saw that they were enjoying each other just as much as Tim and I. Mark kept watching me and kept telling me how much he was enjoying seeing me give Tim a hard fuck. Within a couple of minutes, Tim began fucking my pussy, slamming his 8 inches into my depths. I eagerly took it all in and enjoyed his balls slapping my ass. Suddenly I felt his cock tense up and prepared myself for what was cumming. As he shot his hot load into my pussy, I gave some little contractions and managed to milk most of it. Damn you're good Tim told me. I just smiled and walked over to Scott with a pussy full of cum and proceeded to rub it in his face. When he realized what I was doing, he suddenly tensed up and shot his load into Melissa's hungry pussy. Melissa drained him and then she stood up and kissed Scott and thanked him. While they were kissing, Gary moved around behind her and began to rub his cock on her ass. She bent over and he began fucking her from behind. I really liked what I saw and bent over for Scott to fuck me from behind too. I gasped as he slid his huge cock into my drenched hole. He grabbed my hips and began to pound me from behind. I came twice more while fucking him, the cum just pouring down my leg. When he finally came, it hit me with such force that I thought he was going to knock me over. I looked over to see Melissa and Gary finishing up and as soon as Gary pulled out, Art jumped between Melissa's legs and began pumping her in and out. Tim told Brenda that he was going to fuck her like he had me. Brenda bent over and let Tim slide his 8 inches into her pussy. It took a couple of minutes before Tim was completely in, but once he was, he began to fuck Brenda just like he had me. I remembered the great feeling it had given me and asked Brenda if she was enjoying it. She could only moan. I watched his cock swell up again and suddenly he was twitching like he was getting ready to shoot off another load. With one final push, Tim let loose inside of Brenda's pussy causing Brenda to shriek with desire. We all collapsed in a heap on the ground trying to recuperate from our exploits that afternoon. As it was near the end of the work week, no one else came to the area that weekend, so the five of us spent it naked fucking and sucking each other. I knew that Brenda and Art's sex life would never be the same after that week. We gave Tim and "Mel" our address and phone number and told them that the next time they were this way that we would do this again. They told us to come down and see them, and gave us their address and phone number. We plan to get together real soon. Donna