12 comments/ 48393 views/ 19 favorites Sherry and the Camping Trip By: maxmaypo What had gotten into me?! I knew what had gotten into me. Several things had gotten into me. Or should I say both Rod and Eretto had gotten into me. And my poor husband, the man I've loved, what do I tell him? Again, what has gotten into me? Mark and I have been married for ten years. I am in my 30's and so is Mark. We have been happy, have two beautiful children, a red headed boy who has his father's looks and eyes but my Irish red headed, pale skinned combination, and a dark haired little girl, who has my looks and green eyes, but her dad's darker, more tanned coloration. During those pregnancies and in the process of caring for my husband and children I had become very overweight. Yet despite picking up so many pounds and losing some of my athletic abilities Mark had always remained faithful to me. But with our responsibilities and the exhaustion that had come from all of these responsibilities, let's just say our love life had suffered. But this hadn't mattered to me until recently. About six months ago looking at myself naked in a mirror and seeing what my weight had become I decided to take the plunge and get myself back into my pre-pregnancy shape. Mark had stayed fit and trim all these years, but I clearly hadn't. So I worked hard using a popular intensive exercise program on DVD. Then Mark surprised me for my November birthday by purchasing a membership to a local health club and offering to take care of our children while I would head off for exercises both early in the morning and after work. I lost 40 pounds and toned up incredibly. The body I had become embarrassed about I was now strutting at the club. I wore more revealing exercise clothes which Mark didn't see, purchased a new bikini which I wore to the pool at the club (mind you I hadn't worn a bikini in years), and I encouraged men to flirt with me at the health club. But nothing ever threatened my relationship with Mark. In fact as a result of talking with one of my closest girl friends, in whom I had confided a secret desire, Mark paid for me to have my breasts tightened up. I have sizable breasts (36 D's) which gravity and breast feeding had taken its toll on. The surgery tightened them up so I kept the size and the roundness but my breasts now looked more like when I was younger. Now they stood up at near right angles to my chest. After the initial surgical pain I loved my new breasts and even went without a bra several times, which again Mark never knew about. Having perkier breasts added further to my confidence and I continued to receive lots of compliments from both men and women about my appearance and how good I was looking. I also received more come-ons from men I didn't know. This was all very heady stuff for me. I had thought of myself for ten years as first my children's mother and second my husband's wife. I had lost a concept of myself as a woman who is very attractive to men on her own. And now it was coming back. Another side effect of getting into shape was internal. It wasn't other men and women paying me complements or other men wanting to engage me sexually. It was my own libido. With increased muscle tone and increased circulation I felt more alive and more easily aroused whenever someone began to flirt with me. Unfortunately this wasn't Mark. He was tired from doing double duty to make it possible for me to sculpt and maintain this new me. I even tried wearing sexier clothing and coming to bed at night in the nude. And although Mark would rise to the occasion I found myself wanting something more exciting and naughtier...something a little wilder. I even suggested that we engage in some role playing or take turns masturbating in front of each other or strip down in the car and engage in risky sex in a park or some other public spot along a road. But he only expressed a weak interest, and I didn't want to seem too aggressive sexually. This was a little new to me, and I was still embarrassed at the feelings I was having. Soon, however, my body and my mind felt like it had when I was a teenager and a college student, full of life but also full of trouble. I found myself longing for those days when my girlfriends and I would do wild things. We used to go out drinking, get to feeling very happy, find a secluded swimming hole and go skinny dipping. Or we would be at a club dancing suggestively and, feeling wild, invite some guys back to our rooms for some group sex. Or we would invite them to join us in skinny dipping usually leading to sex along the water's edge. Or we would dare each other at a college party to strip and then spend the remainder of the night in the nude with this usually leading to hooking up with some stud who would take care of our needs in the closest bedroom or on one occasion for me on a couch in front of the other partygoers. That had been an incredible thrill and now I found myself wanting that excitement again!! I had never told Mark about those wild days; I hadn't wanted him to see me as some loose woman. He was only the second man I had fallen romantically in love with (my other being a high school sweetheart), and I didn't want to jeopardize what was a truly special relationship by coming off too loose and too wild. So I had held back on my secrets throughout our marriage. And they soon had disappeared under the responsibilities as a mother and wife that I took on. But here they were again; these memories of wild partying and lust were occupying my thoughts frequently. And although my love life with Mark was nice, it wasn't wild like I found myself wanting. This new body wanted those wild days back. Let's face it I wanted a rough, wild fuck and a whole bunch more. So when Mark suggested a romantic getaway for just the two of us I was overjoyed. It was a private camping park which catered to tent campers who wanted quiet and seclusion and a place where clothing is optional. The fact that he even chose a clothing optional place surprised me, but maybe at some level he was picking up on my needs. We planned on hiking and swimming during the day, all activities that my new body would burn up energy on. And then at night within our secluded campsite I hoped we could spend the night building a campfire and unwinding with some wine and then making love under the stars and moon or back in our tent with the sheer mesh roof over our heads if the insects became too much. I wanted others to see me making love to Mark. I was really looking forward to spending as much of the five-day weekend nude or as scantily clad as possible and engaging in as much sex with Mark as possible. I wanted to renew that sexual spark between my husband and me. I also wanted to show off my new, more sexy body to others and have my husband, who had had to put up with a frumpier me for years, be very proud of this new sexy me. I had even purchased a skimpier swimsuit than I had ever worn before. That first day, when I came out of the tent wearing my new bikini which came up higher on my hips and left more of my butt and breasts exposed, Mark displayed mixed feelings. At first he was taken aback at how revealing the suit was; after all it was basically three small triangles of thin material, two for my breasts, one for my crotch, and almost nothing covering my backside. He had only seen me in one-piece swimwear so this was totally unexpected; only the men and women at my health club had seen me in skimpy bikinis. "Do you feel comfortable, Sherry, wearing that out in public? I mean, damn, it barely covers you. You look good, but damn!! One slip on top and you're exposed. And I can already see everything down below. That bikini is barely there." I was a little short in my response, "So, you think my body is not good enough to show off? Aren't you proud of what I've accomplished over the last six months?" I guess this made him think twice. He got a big grin on his face and rushing up to me and enfolding me in his arms he said, "I'm just not used to you this way. But I don't mind if I get to do this occasionally." He grabbed my bare bottom and squeezed it hard. And then he took his fingers and slid my bikini top to the side so my breasts were bare and uncovered. Dipping his head he grabbed one of my nipples with his teeth and tugged oh so slightly. A thrill went through my body. Anyone could have seen us and it was a thrill to have Mark boldly take my nipple and toy with it...in public. I wanted more!! I think he thought he was shocking me with his sexy behavior but I was thoroughly enjoying the intimate attention and the exposure. "Honey, if you want, I can just go topless," and with a quick tug I loosened my bikini top and let it fall to the ground. "Yeah, I think I like this better anyway and the camp's literature says that clothing is optional at several of the beaches surrounding the lake. In fact maybe I should just go like this" and pushing him back I undid the strings on the sides of my bikini bottom and let it too fall to the ground. My newly trimmed red pubic hair below now caught his attention but good! With that I grabbed a towel and headed out to the walkway that linked the different campsites. Not only was Mark totally surprised by my behavior and my new look, but frankly so was I. Just a few months ago I would never have dreamed of baring it all in public or trimming myself so intimately and provocatively. I had hardly bared it all to Mark in the privacy of our bedroom. But Mark quickly followed after gathering up the pieces of my bikini...I guess in case I changed my mind. As I walked down the pathway to the beach I felt the need to literally strut so the muscles in my back, butt and belly would flex and so that my firm breasts would jiggle and bounce in rhythm with my walking. I absolutely loved it. My nipples got very hard and my clit pushed out from the cover of my close-cropped red pubic hair. What had been an impulse to show my husband what for turned into thoughts in my head that I should be naked in public more often. More men should be checking this body out. And I felt more and more comfortable as I saw other men, women, and children joining us in the nude on the walkway and later at the clothing optional beach. On the walkway I calmed down and joined Mark and walked hand-in-hand to the beach we wanted. At the beach there were literally dozens of nude men and women. Everyone around us seemed to be comfortable with publicly displaying their nude bodies. Some of the folks weren't even in good shape but were still very comfortable with being naked in front of others, revealing the most intimate parts of their bodies. Soon because of this casualness and the sheer numbers of naked folks Mark finally relinquished and he too bared all. Now mind you even though the nudity was commonplace at this beach it didn't mean that men and women weren't checking each other out. In fact I caught quite a few men admiringly looking me up and down and I was titillated by the attention. In fact some of these men were quite well built and caught my own attention. In the past I had noticed other handsome men but it was not with the heat in my groin that I was experiencing now. This sexual arousal was like my college days and I was really enjoying it! I wanted to be with some of these men and found myself becoming aroused and wet thinking about them being with me. This was one of those times when it was good to be a woman; my arousal could easily remain hidden. Mark didn't seem to notice that I was becoming aroused. But as the day went on, however, I did notice that my clit was sticking out more from my trimmed patch of red pubic hair. My god, I was finding it so difficult to concentrate on anything other than fantasizing about being with some of these gorgeous men! The first time my body reached a fevered pitch, I had to do something to relieve myself. So I dragged Mark into the waters of the cold lake and molested him under the water. We swam and played until I felt calmer, but unfortunately for my hubby he suffered a rather pronounced erection from my sexual play. I told him, "You still have a hard-on for me. Thanks, honey!" We both laughed and that eased the tension inside of me and softened his erection. A few more laps back and forth in the water and a race out to the platform floating in the water and we were both soon ready to return to the beach without embarrassing ourselves. Back on the beach Mark was generally relaxed but had to flip over on his belly in order to hide an erection whenever he looked at me lying their naked. I suspected he was also looking at other attractive, women similarly baring it all. But I wasn't sure about that; he may have only had eyes for me. I, however, had to take several more swims; the erotic stirrings in my groin and lower in my genitals returned often as I found myself fantasizing about one well-endowed and muscular man after another there on the beach. My head was swimming. Shortly after noon I suggested that Mark and I go for a hike. I needed to leave the beach before I had a spontaneous orgasm; yes, I was that aroused. Some of the trails around this private lake had little rest stops where hikers could sit for a while and admire the scenery and eat a snack. We returned to our camp site. But before we headed out, I dragged Mark into our tent and fucked him silly. The urgency and heat I brought surprised Mark but with his own horny state he responded well and soon gave me blessed relief in an intense orgasm. With this done we dressed in t-shirts, shorts and hiking sandals and took along some snacks for the rest stops. Watching him walk in front of me or next to me soon aroused me. Watching his body, which was still in shape and which he had just used to pleasure me, got me all hot and bothered. Even after intercourse in our tent I was still horny. There was a definite disadvantage to this new body I had created. This mini-vacation was supposed to have been a romantic getaway but I was finding it difficult to focus. I was too horny; all I wanted to do was screw in the worst possible way. Soon the exertion of the hike and the distraction of watching the birds and other wildlife moving through the woods calmed me down. About half way around the lake we headed off on one of the side trails to a rest spot where we hoped we could sit and enjoy a drink of water and a snack. It was Mark with his sense of exploration who noticed that yet another trail headed deeper into the surrounding woods so after a short break we headed down that trail. The woods and brush were denser here so we were surprised when we suddenly came upon a couple pleasuring each other. The woman was sitting back on a bench completely naked and her mate was pleasuring her orally. He too was completely naked and sporting an enormous curving erection. He was doing a good job pleasuring the woman. We soon were witness to her reaching a moaning climax. They were so preoccupied that they didn't notice us. Mark wanted to turn around and leave, but I didn't. It turned me on to watch a couple so delightfully engaged. Mark's argument that we needed to leave them some privacy won out, however. So we withdrew; but this didn't alleviate my horniness. If anything it had stirred me up again. As we walked back towards the main trail I spied yet another pathway wandering off into the woods. I dragged Mark down this path and sure enough there was yet another quiet grotto of trees and bushes with two benches positioned in the middle. As I guided him to the bench all I could think about was Mark's tongue running over my clit and my pussy lips. For years I had always objected to Mark going down on me even though I knew he liked doing it. I didn't like my own smell on his lips when he finished. Now however all I could think about was his wet mouth sucking on my genitals. I dragged Mark back to a bench, removed all of my clothes, and then I laid back. Tugging him down between my legs I pulled his ears so that his face was between my legs and inches from my aroused pussy lips and clit. Smell or no smell Mark got the message and soon his tongue was exploring all of my folds and bumps down there. He soon had me cumming. I was relieved but he wasn't. He wanted to taste me some more. After so many years of foregoing a sexual activity he really liked, my husband was like a satyr seeking pleasure from his nymph. He stayed with his face planted between my legs and drove me wild. The pleasure was so intense that I was shaking violently when the second orgasm crashed into me. My god, I hadn't had an orgasm like that since my college days (one of the incidents I had hidden from Mark). But it wasn't over. Just as I started to coast down from that orgasm I felt the long thick shaft of Mark's hard penis sliding into me. Oh my god, did it ever feel good. And then he fucked me. It wasn't making love in that slow deliberate romantic manner like we had done throughout our marriage; it was a rough, rapidly penetrating fuck that caused me to cum one more time before Mark came inside of me with a long groan. Only then did we settle down and start to be concerned that someone might catch us in flagrante like we had caught that other couple in the woods. We made ourselves presentable and soon were back on the main trail walking hand in hand. I felt warm all over and very much in love with this man who had just taken me in the woods. It was possible!! It was possible to be married to the love of my life and still play some naughty, sexy games! We both moved with great energy around that trail and then after dropping off our stuff at our campsite headed back to the beach for a late afternoon, early evening dip in the lake's cool waters. As the sun set we toweled off and headed back to our camp site to make a fire, roast some hot dogs and later some marshmallows and then head to the tent for some more wild sex and a good night's sleep. It was while we were building a fire that she came through the trees and bushes between our campsites. Marietta, a dark haired, dark eyed, Italian-looking girl popped through an opening between our campsites, which were apparently linked by a little pathway; she was nude as were we. "Hello...my brother, his friend, and I wanted to know if you wished to join us for dinner. Rod, my brother's friend, caught a very large fish and we were grilling it up. We noticed your tent earlier and thought you might want to join us. We also have some wine my family makes...a few bottles. When we crack those open we need to finish them off. So can you help us out with both the wine and the meal?" Mark and I looked at each other and nodded "why not" to each other. Although I was very horny and still thinking about getting Mark into that tent and doing him something fierce, I figured what could it hurt to share some dinner and wine with some nice folks. And frankly I had noticed Marietta and her male companions at the nude beach. Her companions...they were hunks! So was keenly interested in seeing their nude bodies again...up close and personal. Following Marietta through the path in the trees we soon came out on their campsite. Rod was the first to greet us. He was a tall, muscular blond Nordic-looking guy with blue eyes and a beaming, mischievous smile. His figure was broad in the chest and narrow in the waist with strong arms and well muscled butt, thighs and legs. His eyes were a deep piercing blue and the hair on his head was a set of blond natural curls. He was very handsome. Since he was nude it also became obvious to me that his penis was either semi-erect or he was quite well endowed, even in a flaccid state. Eretto was Marietta's younger brother. He had tanned skin all over and black hair; his hair was cut short and straight. His eyes were hazel colored and quite penetrating too. He too had a playful, mischievous smile like Rod. And he too was quite built and well hung; I was liking this change in plans already! Sherry and the Camping Trip It was clear from the way Marietta abused him with shoves and smacks on the shoulder or his muscular butt that Eretto adored his sister and would do whatever she said. She just pushed him around and abused him something fierce. They also seemed to be very comfortable with being nude around each other. Since he was nude I quickly noticed that he too was in a partial state of erection. By that I mean his penis wasn't hanging straight down but was instead pointing away from his body but curved towards the ground and had lifted away from his testicles. So either he was partially erect or was incredibly well endowed! And although he was hairy on his chest and his groin, his testicles were shaved quite smooth. His sack hung heavy under his incredible penis. I was getting light-headed and wet fantasizing about both men. And my husband was right there next to me. What the fuck?! I note all this because despite an afternoon of sex and physical exertion, the stirrings between my legs started up the moment I saw Rod and Eretto. I tried to shake it off but they both made it difficult. When I extended my hand to shake each of theirs they instead each drew me in for a hug during which I was painfully aware that their muscles felt good against my naked body and that their penises were definitely happy to see me, pressed firm against my belly. In fact, Eretto, being a demonstrative Italian held me to one side so he and Rod could marvel at my body and he remarked to my husband, "Mark, you are one lucky bastard. Your wife is gorgeous." Then he spoke directly to me, "You're beautiful, Sherry: the fiery red hair, the pale ivory skin, and the roundness of your feminine charms." He ran his hand down my nude body and finished his sentence with a kiss on my cheek. "Bella...Bella!" he added. The evening ensued from there with a lot of moving around their campsite preparing a meal of grilled fish, roasted potatoes and ears of corn, and drinking two of the bottles of sweet red wine that were Eretto's and Marietta's family's brand. It went down so smooth that I soon felt a warm, tingly buzz all over. In fact all of us were soon laughing a great deal and becoming very friendly with each other. At one point just prior to the meal being ready, when I found myself without a seat Rod offered his lap and without a thought I responded, "Sure, why not!!" and sat right down on his uncovered lap. I placed one of my arms around his shoulders and leaned my bare chest against his while his hand curled around my hip and spread across my bare bottom. To show how "happy" we were all feeling, Mark didn't even glance or object in any way to me having my bare bottom right against Rod's nice feeling "rod". He just kept right on telling a story about one of the best places he had ever traveled to...Vienna, Austria. However, Marietta caught the significance and she asked Mark if she could sit on his knee, sort of as a tit-for-tat which only she and I would be aware of. Without a thought Mark offered his knee but not his lap. But then he suggested that he and I had two camp chairs back at our camp site. Marietta suggested they go and get them. So for about fifteen minutes they disappeared in the woods. As soon as they disappeared Rod said to me while his free hand started caressing my hip, my butt and my back, "Sherry, you are certainly a beauty with your red hair, your green eyes, and this incredible body. You're a real heartbreaker." I giggled like a foolish teenage girl who is complimented and blushes. My nipples hardened and I wriggled in Rod's lap which angled his penis further between my thighs. The shaft was now pressing against my pussy lips. I didn't move. I was feeling so good from the wine and the feel of his cock against me that I just went with the flow like I had when I was in college. At that moment I switched into my old party girl mode, and Mark was forgotten. "Thanks, Rod. I can feel how much you appreciate me," I laughed. "I've worked so hard over the last six months that I really appreciate being complimented by you and Eretto." Eretto nodded his head in affirmation that I was a very attractive woman. Impulsively I leaned back and kissed Rod on the mouth and immediately felt a hotness between my thighs. Goosebumps broke out all over on my skin. I shivered a little, which only succeeded in settling my pussy lips around the shaft of Rod's penis tucked between my legs. The feeling was so naughty...having another man's penis hard up against my genitals...and so delicious that I ignored the nag of guilt that was whispering in my head. I snuggled into Rod, took another sip of wine and told him, "Thanks for the compliment. It makes me happy that you find me sexy and attractive." And again I kissed him on the lips, but this time he slipped his tongue between mine and without a pause I took it into my mouth. At the same time Rod's right hand cupped my right breast and squeezed it ever so slightly. It got quiet as Eretto realized what was happening: his buddy was messing with another man's wife and this was some serious shit. The guy would be right back!! Rod and I broke apart after realizing how quiet it had gotten and, when Mark and Marietta returned with two more chairs, we were messing with the fire and the food. They were both talkative so we heard them coming long before they broke through the trees and entered the camp site. I don't know if Mark noticed but Rod's cock, it was a little more erect than before. I kept watching as it bobbed and swayed as Rod moved about the camp. Fortunately the food was ready. We all sat down with metal plates on our laps and each in our own chair. Thank goodness. I'm not sure that as aroused as I'd gotten during those few brief moments with Rod that I wouldn't have had him nestle his fantastic penis right up inside of my vagina while eating dinner. God, I was feeling horny. God, I wanted his cock!!! And yet Mark was sitting right there! Again...what the hell!! After the meal Marietta drafted me to take the plates and utensils over to the wash facility and clean them up. On the way there Marietta questioned me, "You know your husband doesn't seem to be aware of the game you are playing. Are you sure you do? " "What do you mean, Marietta?" I responded, and immediately realized I was lying to her and more importantly to myself. I knew where this was heading. Sitting on Rod's lap and feeling his penis press against my labia I wanted him inside of me. Not only the horniness was there, but also that desire to do something naughty so I would feel more physically exhilarated and more aroused. I wanted to feel wild with abandon like in my younger years...consequences be damned. "Sorry, Marietta, you're right," and I explained how I had been frumpy until recently and how new feelings were racing through this new, more sexually aware body. I related how this brought back warm memories of my college days when I had enjoyed a lot of sexual companionship and had frankly reveled in it. I also explained how Mark had never learned of my younger, wilder days so could she please not tell him what I had just told her. "Sherry, I like you. I like Mark too. Be careful what you do. He seems to be a good man. Rod and Eretto...they can take care of a woman's needs exquisitely. I know. Rod has pleasured me quite a few times...even with my brother sitting right next to us. He is a wonderful lover, and so is my brother. But they are not men to rely on. Mark may have his failings, Sherry, but he is without question...your man. Don't lose that." In light of how that night went I didn't listen with my ears and my brain. Instead my newly aroused body did all the talking. We washed up the dishes and utensils and continued to talk about other less serious topics. When we returned to camp Eretto and Mark were wrestling. It was friendly wrestling. While we were away Rod had been talking about his earlier wrestling days and how he believed that Mark could easily take Eretto if he showed Mark certain holds and moves. Eretto was more muscular than Mark but my husband was holding his own. They were both shiny with perspiration and were both in a state of full erection. God it was erotic as all get out to see my husband locked in combat with another man and to see both men with full, very hard curving erections. It was so masculine...so perfect!! Finally Mark prevailed and dumped Eretto on the ground. Marietta helped her brother up and then turning to Mark said, "To the victor goes the spoils." She leaned into Mark and gave him a close hug. When we sat back down Marietta sat right next to my husband and kept him engaged in close conversation. I was a little jealous as I watched him eat up the attention of this dark beauty. The night continued with singing songs, more drinking of that delicious wine and more story telling. At some point Mark indicated to me that he was tired and indicated that we should head back to our tent. Still feeling spirited I said, "Honey, why don't you head home. I'll be there shortly. I'm still wide awake and definitely not tired. I want to hear more of Rod's, Eretto's and Marietta's stories." "OK, OK, don't stay up too late, dear. I'll see you in a few." I walked with him to the opening in the woods and then kissed him and hugged him. "Just a little longer, Mark. I'll be home soon," I reassured him quietly. In my heart I was lying. I knew he would fall asleep fast and that I would then have Rod and Eretto to pay attention to my needs, which were driving me fiercely at this moment. After Mark was out of sight Rod and Eretto moved their chairs next to mine while Marietta puttered with keeping the fire alive. Now they offered me a new alcoholic concoction, one with something they called yohimbine in it. It instantly put fire into my genitals and my breasts. I could feel my heart racing but it was exhilarating not scary. As it got later the night grew slightly cooler. The parts of our nude bodies facing the fire were toasty but that portion facing away grew chilly. At least it felt that way for me. None of us thought of putting on clothes; I for one was enjoying Rod's and Eretto's manly, nude bodies and was also enjoying their sexual attention to mine. When I said that I was chilly, Eretto offered, "Sherry, move over here. I'll wrap you up in my arms and I'll keep you warm." At this point Marietta, trying to save my honor and my marriage, suggested, "Sherry I have a flannel wrap in the tent. Would you like that instead?" Quickly I responded, "Thanks, Marietta. But your brother's offer seems more enticing." I giggled and with that I stood up and nestled in on Eretto's lap and enjoyed his strong arms as they wrapped around me. To keep me warm his hands rubbed my bare skin wherever it grew cool. It felt good to me and I frankly didn't care whether he was being considerate or was just sexually interested in me. Soon our combined body heat warmed me up so I was no longer shivering. It felt right to be wrapped in Eretto's arms and feel his warm breath on my neck. We continued to sip more of the yohimbine drink which warmed me all over as I continued to drink it and it continued to increase the flow of blood throughout my body, warming me up and making me more sensitive to touch. It was during a long story about how Rod had participated in the Halloween festival in Key West and how far people were willing to go when in that wild environment that Eretto gave me a hug and I felt his soft kisses on my neck and my back. Kisses like this really arouse me. Whenever I resisted Mark trying to initiate sex, all he had to do was wrap his arms around my chest, hold me fast, and start nibbling at my neck, my shoulders, and my ears with his lips. I soon would melt in his arms and Mark was able to have his way with me. This is what now happened with Eretto and then Eretto and Rod. Marietta's counsels were forgotten and so was my husband. Intense sexual feelings came surging up inside of me. I turned in Eretto's lap and facing him kissed his lips until our tongues began to intertwine. His hands now roamed across my butt and one hand cupped one of my full, bare breasts and teased its nipple into hardness. He bent his head and his lips encircled that nipple and I sighed with pleasure. Now I felt Rod's strong hands massaging my shoulders and my back. I leaned back as Eretto continued to suckle my stimulated nipple and Rod lowered his mouth so we could continue the French kissing we had engaged in earlier. Rod's hand slid down my chest and grabbed the fullness of my other breast and massaged it while continuing to kiss me. I was delirious with the pleasure I was feeling. My body was on fire and I wanted almost immediately to fuck both of these men. Somehow over the next few moments the three of us found ourselves moved into their tent. Eretto's and Rod's tongues, lips, teeth, fingers, and finally their penises, their delightful thick, hard penises, filled all the orifices on my body. My mouth sucked them in and tasted their semen as they groaned with pleasure in my mouth. The salty splash of large amounts of cum didn't make me cringe. Instead the thick squirts of semen excited me. I hadn't sucked my husband's penis like this in a long time but here I was enjoying a cum cocktail sliding down my throat like some creamy thick dessert from these two wonderfully aroused men. Their fingers sought out my private places and drove me repeatedly over the edge. And I tasted their fingers as they came fresh from my own vagina or rectum. I did the same for them sliding my fingers up their rectums while sliding my mouth or fingers up and down the quivering thick shafts of their cocks as they groaned and cried out with pleasure. The splash of spurting semen as it fell on their skin or on mine was exciting. It wasn't clean; it was messy; it was incredibly sexual and erotic. It smelled of men's seed and sweat and the distinct strong smell of my pussy in full arousal. It was raw and heated and I loved it. I fucking loved it!! It was like nothing I had been experiencing over the last ten years with my husband. It was so much better!! We licked up each other's ejaculations and secretions, and we shared each other's fluids by kissing intensely. I even squirted; I had never done this before. I had had girlfriends who said they became so aroused that they actually shot cum out of their pussies. Instead what happened was a stream of clear to cloudy liquid shot out of my pee hole. It wasn't pee; it was different and it splashed Rod in the face. His incredible tonguing had caused this to happen. The naughtier the activity, the more aroused I became. Soon my head was swimming as Eretto's and Rod's thick cocks slid up my vagina and my anus at the same time and for the first time I experienced a double penetration. The sensation of pubic hair tickling the cheeks of my butt sticky with men's cum was incredible as I felt Rod's penis push deep inside my rectum and felt it slide against Eretto's thick cock sliding inside my spasming vagina. Only a thin wall of skin inside of me kept their penises separate inside of me. Oh god, what a feeling that was! I reveled in the fact that I was a woman who could accommodate two long hard cocks inside of me. I could feel their hips rocking against my belly and my butt and feel their thick penises spasm as they sprayed my body inside. This new body of mine could take all of them in and feel such incredible pleasure over and over and over again. It was magnificent!! They were magnificent!! For several hours our nude aroused bodies embraced and coiled around each other. My own sexual pleasure surged repeatedly inside of me, and I felt so alive, so free. So happily out of control. I took turns with Eretto and then Rod. My desire was insatiable and I kept both men busy pleasuring every part of me. And, oh god, how I thoroughly enjoyed it and reveled in it. I didn't care about my children, my husband, or Marietta's warnings, or anything. For the first time in a long time I was coupling with sexually strong men like I had when I was younger and that was all that mattered. I needed and wanted cock and lips and pleasure coursing through every part of me. And Rod and Eretto shared me, played with me and fully satiated me. I cried out repeatedly as they took me in many different ways and my own voice excited me as I abandoned the caution that my own husband might hear his wife climaxing over and over again. Finally exhausted, the three of us drifted off to sleep tangled around each other's bodies. It was wonderful to feel their muscular nude bodies against me, especially their heavy but now flaccid penises lying against my skin, to smell the scent of sex all around us, both male and female, and to feel the stickiness of my and their ejaculations. I finally felt at rest. I finally felt whole. I finally calmed down. It was early the next morning when Marietta woke me up from my reverie. "You need to go take a shower, all three of you. I will air out the tent; it smells like pussy and sweat and cum. Sherry, your husband is waking up and I, for one, don't want a big scene of him discovering you looking like this." Rod, Eretto and I rushed off to the shower building and to save time I crushed in with the both of them which drew hoots and hollers from some of the other male bathers. I bowed to my adoring audience and cleaned up quickly. There's nothing like a naked sexy redhead to make men forget the rules. I was still feeling quite randy and alive so last night's performance hadn't exhausted me. It had merely stoked the fires burning in my belly. I got back to camp and Mark was there with Marietta. They were both sitting quite close to each other and were just inches away from each other, talking quietly about something. Marietta's hand was on Mark's leg and Mark's hand was curled around Marietta's naked hip. They were laughing. "Sherry, I heard from Marietta that you were quite ill last night from drinking too much and that the guys had to take care of you. I found Marietta sleeping in our tent this morning and she told me everything," Mark rushed up to me and gave me a big hug and kiss. Clearly he didn't have a clue about the bawdy things I had been doing with these two men standing on either side of me. He continued, "Marietta said you were all pretty drunk and passed out in the tent so she had nowhere to sleep. As long as Rod and Eretto took care of you I'm alright with that. Are you OK, now?" "Yes, dear," I responded and thought to myself that I had escaped a bullet because my husband was so innocent and so generous. Part of me felt bad but a part of me was thankful that he hadn't caught me. As it turned out we all spent the day together, all five of us. We met a friend of Marietta's who was there at the resort with her boyfriend. They had brought some steaks so we all arranged to meet back together that evening at their camp site. We gathered up a lot of wood to make a big fire and grill the steaks and again had roasted potatoes and veggies wrapped in foil. This night was much warmer than the night before and so it was a given that we remained as we had during the day...naked. The wine was flowing freely again with Janie and Jeffrey offering some especially potent wine for all of us to drink. As the night wore on I once again became aroused but this time my attraction was not only to the two hunks that had played with me the night before, Rod and Eretto, but now to Jeffrey. Jeffrey, too, was much more muscular than my husband, and in the man equipment department he was hugely hung. His skin was a smooth, chocolate brown color. His chest was fairly hairless and his groin was covered in a sparse small patch of nappy pubic hair trimmed into a soul patch. This just seemed to highlight the sheer size of his enormous cock. His eyes were hazel and penetrating like Rod's, the kind a woman could get lost in. I wanted badly to get lost in his eyes and around his body. Sherry and the Camping Trip His girlfriend, Janie, the woman who was Marietta's friend, was also black. She was slender in the waist and hips but had a pair of sizable, firm breasts which stood out from her slender frame. Her hair was jet black and straightened rather than being in a natural; her skin was so dark that it was almost black. Despite being slender she had a really round African booty which I noticed Mark checking out once in a while. When I saw this I thought to myself, "Go ahead, and check it out, honey. After what I did last night I can grant you a look once in a while." I knew he had had a black girlfriend prior to dating me but like me he hadn't gone into any details about his sexual relations with her. It turned out that Marietta had called Janie at some point last night (I'm not sure when she had managed that!!) and had encouraged them to come out to this place the next day and to bring some vittles and "vino". So that's why they had showed up. I for one was glad to have Jeffrey here and have him paying attention to me. As the night progressed I found myself once again being entertained by Rod, Eretto, and now Jeffrey. We all got pretty physically friendly with a lot of touching, little friendly kisses and hugs, and finally a game of Twister. At Marietta's suggestion Janie and Jeffrey had brought it. With only four players at a time this left some of us sitting on the sidelines while the others played. With my husband occupied on the game mat, I couldn't help once again sitting on Eretto's lap and once again thrilling to his hardening penis as it pressed against my bottom. And once again Eretto snuck some light kisses on my back and neck which just further aroused me and prompted me to squirm in his lap and position myself so that his thick penis was soon nestled in between my pussy lips. God, but the feeling was wonderful! And the fact that this time my husband was only a few feet away made me even more excited. At some point I felt Eretto moving his hips such that his penis slid back and forth along the furrow of my pussy's labia and against my clit. The feeling almost made me cum right there. But I held myself in check. I didn't want to have an orgasm with everyone right there, especially Mark. That would have been tough to explain. As the game intensified and everyone was focused on the players on the Twister mat, Eretto used that opportunity to slide his hips back and then grasping my hips he lifted me slightly until he managed to slide the tip of his penis inside of me. Once inside of me he slowly moved his hips fully forward so that almost his entire length slid up inside of me. Ohmigod!! I about lost it right there. And the thought that Eretto was basically fucking me while my husband and our new friends were sitting all around us heated me up even more. My husband was only a few feet away and here I had another man's cock nestled inside of me!! I was frightened but also completely thrilled to be doing such a wicked thing. Thank goodness Eretto maintained control. As he noticed the game winding down and realized that it would be hard to explain a wet, shiny erect penis popping out of my pussy, he slid out of me and propped his slippery, hard penis against my back and my backside. The ambient air soon had its cooling affect and he shrunk down to normal before the game ended and I moved back to my seat. I was sure I was red-faced; a redhead like me blushes easily and it's easily visible when I get aroused. My face, my breasts, and my butt flush with blood and become quite rosy. Fortunately the light from the fire was dim enough and red enough that it wasn't noticed. Once again Mark was the first to tire and he said before he left and after kissing me on the cheek, "Don't get too drunk tonight, dear. I don't want you imposing too much on Rod's and Eretto's good will." And he headed off to our camp site. Shortly thereafter Marietta announced that she needed something from her campsite and needed to visit the ladies room and asked Janie to join her. So now it was me, Rod, Eretto, and Jeffrey. I could barely control myself, but I tried to bluff by suggesting that since there were four of us why didn't we play one more game of Twister. Eretto said, "How about a shot of my yohimbine drink before we do that. It will give us the energy we need." I knew right away what the effect would be and was quite pleased to be just as erotically aroused as I had been the night before. Energy...my ass...erotic stimulation in a bottle...and thank goodness; I for one was ready for some serious fucking.!! So Eretto pulled out his bottle from his pack and we all downed shots of the dark liquor, the boys with larger glasses, and a smaller one for me. And just like the night before it went right to all my erogenous zones. My crotch flushed with blood and immediately began tingling with pleasure. And the guys...they all soon developed sizable erections. What a beautiful sight a well-muscled, large cocked man is!! We started the game; Rod was spinning the dial. We were all pretty high and now, with the yohimbine coursing through our bloodstream, pretty aroused. Jeffrey was soon sporting a big, long, curved erection; the really hard kind. God I wanted to fuck him so bad. Rod and Eretto had been a welcome difference from my husband, but Jeffrey's manhood would take my pleasure to a whole new level. I'm sure my own genitals were very engorged, with my clit fairly stiff and tingling, and my pussy lips all thick and damp with lubrication. Whenever I spread my legs the cooler night air let me know I was wet back there. Rod and Eretto were soon as hard as Jeffrey. I couldn't stand it. So much wonderful manhood going to waste!! We hadn't seen Marietta return so we figured she was girl talking with Janie, and I figured Mark was now fast asleep with his smaller penis calmly tucked between his legs. I wanted big, hard, rough cock and I wanted it now. "OK, let's cut the crap," I suddenly said during one bout of laughter following a rather complicated move that had Jeffrey's cock nearly up against my own upraised pussy. "I want to fool around now. Right now," I demanded. And just like that Jeffrey's cock was sliding up inside of my slippery pussy and, god damn, but it felt so damn good, that I fucking orgasmed right on the spot and almost slammed my face into the ground as my legs buckled on me. This however did not stop Jeffrey from firmly holding my hips up and continuing to pump his sizable manhood in and out of me. He pumped in and out of me steadily at first and then more rapidly. I came once again and yet Jeffrey, god bless his stamina, kept pumping in and out of me. God damn, but it felt so good!!! If at that point Janie and Marietta or my husband had entered the camp we would have all been fucked. And I didn't really give a shit; it felt too damn good. Jeffrey rode my pussy through two more orgasms. God, he was so good and he pushed in so deep and my vagina just molded and lengthened around that incredible cock of his. When he had quickened his pace so that I thought I would absolutely lose my mind with pleasure, he finally groaned and released about six strong jets of semen that literally bathed my insides in cum. It was now Rod who gathered me up in his arms, took me to Janie and Jeffrey's tent and laying me on my back proceeded to fuck me hard in the missionary position. Jeffrey and Eretto scrambled into the tent and as Rod expertly moved inside of me they planted kisses and caresses on wherever they could touch me. Jeffrey had released so much semen inside my vagina that I could actually feel it sloshing around inside of me as Rod's cock pushed deeper and deeper into me. Again I sustained multiple delicious orgasms before I felt Rod shudder, groan, tighten, and then release multiple times inside of me. I hugged him tightly and kissed him like he, not Mark, were my man. I wanted to have babies from these men. I wanted to be their sex toy, their children's mother, just as long as they would never stop giving such incredible sexual pleasure to me. I thought Eretto would have been next, but instead I found Jeffrey with his large, long tongue and full lips kissing my open pussy and licking it until I sustained yet another orgasm. Eretto placed his own cock at my mouth's lips and hungrily as Jeffrey orally pleasured my pussy I sucked Eretto's cock in between my lips. I licked it, sucked on it, and slid my hand along its thickly, veined shaft until I saw Eretto's stomach muscles tighten and shortly thereafter felt his penis jump in my mouth and release copious amounts of salty, sticky semen down my throat. I almost bit into Eretto's hot penis though as I climaxed from Jeffrey's oral pleasuring down below. God, but that man had a gift and the equipment to carry out his skill. His long thick tongue could slide several inches inside of my creamy vagina, and I felt it rimming the opening to that engorged, aroused tunnel. The sensation again was like nothing I had ever had with Mark and not even with some of the wilder, talented college guys I had had sex with. While Eretto kept sliding his member between my mouth's lips hoping to become erect again and keep the pleasure I was giving him going, Jeffrey tilted my hips up and pushed my legs wider so my little pink anus was now exposed to his lapping tongue. And just like with my vagina I felt Jeffrey's sizable, long, talented tongue work its way past my tight sphincter muscles until it was inside of me. But this was soon replaced with the index finger of Jeffrey's hand sliding in and out of my butthole and exploring my rectum on all sides while his tongue returned to licking and playing with my clitoris, my labia, and the opening to my vagina which I'm sure was wide open from pleasure right about now. With his teeth he nibbled on my nymphae, tugging on them, stretching them, and sucking on them; this felt wonderful too as he further tugged these inner lips away from the dark pink hole of my vagina. When I was at a fever pitch and my stomach was repeatedly spasming Jeffrey instead of finishing me off, changed his position over me and drove that incredible thick and long, big black cock of his deep inside of me. The first penetration caused me to scream totally out of control. I ejaculated once again like the night before, streaming a clear liquid from my urethra. My vagina opened and closed around his cock. I could even feel my anus spasm. Little sounds like air moving in and out of my snapping vagina made Eretto and Rod titter a little; I laughed too. I didn't give a shit; the pleasure I was feeling and the men's obvious desire reassured me that this was all natural njoyed by all. The laughing didn't stop Jeffrey from continuing to pound into and out of me. Again I sprayed a stream of ejaculate from my urethra as I came. This was an orgasm so intense that I felt waves of heat and pleasure that even made my scalp tingle and soon I passed out. After the guys revived me they were leery of engaging me sexually until I dragged Eretto down onto the sleeping bags and mounted his cock from above. Now I could be in control as I moved up and down that manly pole sticking out from his darkly haired belly. I watched as his darker member slipped in and out of me, tugging at my nymphae and even at my outer labia. And soon his penis was coated with Jeffrey's, Rod's, and my own cum. His dick got a creamy and foamy and began making squishy noises as he thrust up into me. Needless to say it wasn't long before I found myself falling forward into his strong arms having yet another great orgasm. But it took another round of intense, fast fucking before Eretto came inside of me. I wanted someone to film me and these wonderful men so that I could see how beautiful we all looked curling around and inside of each other. I wanted many men and women to see me in full arousal with all my sexuality in full bloom!! I was proud of my body and its performance. Fuck my family and my husband!! And let me fuck these beautiful men!! The rest of that delicious night I spent moving in and around these three marvelous specimens of manhood. Again as with the night before I fell asleep with our nude bodies entangled with each other. No one seemed to care whose body parts were touching whom's. The smell of strong sex, of fresh flowing pussy, and of men's and a woman's ejaculate scented the air in the tent. "I'm truly home," I thought as I drifted off to sleep. Unlike the night before we were not awoken by either Janie or Marietta. We all agreed however that we needed to wash the funk of sex off our hair and our bodies. There were dried strings of semen in my hair and crusting on my skin. And every guy had the strong scent of my aroused pussy still clinging to his skin. We headed off to the showers. This time I retreated to the privacy of a shower stall in the women's restroom so that I could more thoroughly clean the guys' semen from my hair and skin and could allow my vagina to drain the guys' jism down my legs and down the drain of the shower. I was in there a full 20 minutes before I felt civilized. When I got out only Rod was standing there. He said Eretto and Jeffrey were cleaning up their campsite, especially the tent. It didn't work. Maybe a guy couldn't smell the pussy and semen smell in the tent, but I sure could and I knew Janie surely would. And that's when I began to wonder, "Where is Janie and what happened to her and Marietta?" "Heh, guys, maybe we should check on the other camp sites and make sure Marietta and Janie are OK." Eretto and Jeffrey immediately agreed. We headed off towards Eretto's camp site; but when we got there, there was no one around. We then headed through the woods separating my camp site from Eretto's and here again there was no one. A note however was pinned to our tent. It read, "Sherry and the guys, we have gone to the beach and for a hike. Hopefully we'll see each other. Hope your "hook-up" was fun last night. We had fun too." The guys headed off at that point to look for Marietta, Janie, and Mark. Instead of joining them I stayed back at the camp site and then later went for a walk on some of the trails. I knew I had been caught. And although Mark had not made a big scene, some part of me knew that just like I'd bedded three guys in a moment of lust, he had probably bedded Marietta and Janie at least last night, if not the night before. I still wanted Mark. He was still my husband. But I was terribly conflicted about the passionate storm raging in my gut. Even as I walked through the woods pondering what was going to happen next I found myself in a peaceful setting along a stream which had some quiet pools mixed with rapids. I stripped and slipped into the cool waters and then came out the other side on a smooth-surfaced rock and let the sun warm me. But even though I was troubled about how powerful my sexuality and sensuality were and how they were upsetting my formerly orderly life, I soon found the warmth of the sun stimulating me. My fingers soon began to play with my clit, rubbing it slowly the length of it up and down. As my foreskin or clitoral hood rolled back I soon flicked the head and shaft of my clit rapidly side to side until I came. The feeling was delicious. I knew then that I would not be able to resist the feelings that coursed through my body. Even now as I came I wanted more. I wanted to feel a man's penis moving inside of me or feel his hot breath and lips pleasuring those intimate folds between my thighs or tracing up and down my excited skin. I slipped into the cold waters once again and this chilled me momentarily. After drying off I slipped my clothes back on and headed in search of everybody. The moment of confrontation couldn't be avoided. When I found them they were all back at the clothing optional beach we had used the last two days. I stripped off and headed out into the waters and towards the floating platform on which everybody was sunning. In the waters I was soon greeted by Mark. Surprisingly to me he gave me a big hug which nearly drowned the both of us. And under the waters he ran his hands over my bottom and down between my legs. Jokingly he said, "Still feels the same to me," and with that he dove under the water and I soon felt his head between my legs and his hot tongue licking my pussy. I was startled. Mark had never been this sexually impulsive. I don't know why it bothered me either. Here I had just spent the last two nights openly fucking three men, and yet my husband going down on me, and hidden at that, was bothering me!! Soon he came up for air and while he was swimming in front of me I felt another pair of hands touching me under the water. I screamed and soon Eretto came up for air. He was laughing at how he had startled me. But he had aroused me by pushing his fingers inside of me wriggling them against my g-spot; the man knew exactly where to touch me. Everyone was laughing and soon was joining us in the cold waters. Even though he was laughing along with Eretto I was still uncertain if Mark was aware how Eretto had touched me. I knew that I was being touched and fondled by Jeffrey, Eretto, Rod, and my husband, but so were Marietta and Janie and a new woman, Celeste. She was a buxom brunette who had seemed to have latched onto Eretto. Since everything was hidden under the water everyone had deniability that anything risqué was happening. In fact one time when Jeffrey and I had found ourselves on the opposite side of the raft from the others, he had treaded water behind me and I soon felt his large hands capture my floating breasts and I felt the solid length of his sizable penis slide between the cheeks of my butt. Still kicking out and keeping us afloat he turned me so that my hands could catch the edge of the raft. With me steadying the both of us, he guided that incredible hot penis up inside of me and penetrated me for a few blessed moments while everyone was out of sight. As we heard splashing nearing us Jeffrey popped out of me just short of me sustaining an orgasm. He had only penetrated me for a minute and here I was, about to have an orgasm. My strong sexual drive was not going to go away just because I loved my husband. I couldn't help it; I really loved what other men did to me!! After that I spent the afternoon just having fun and I found that with the great company and the physical exercise I calmed down somewhat so that I didn't feel so overwhelmingly horny. That evening we all agreed to meet back at Marietta and Eretto's camp site again for a shared meal. Celeste joined us now. Mark and I offered this time to leave the park and get some steaks that we could grill over the fire and some fixings for a salad. To go to the store I slipped on only my beach wrap and a pair of thong panties which were new. Mark commented how sexy I looked and couldn't keep his hands off of me. He drove there and I drove on the return drive. This latter circumstance only freed him up to play with me mercilessly until my panties were dragged down my thighs and his fingers were vigorously flicking against my engorged clit. I had an orgasm and almost lost control of the car. Mark had to grab the wheel to keep it on the road while my body arched up in the driver's seat. It was then that Mark noticed a little picnic rest stop along the side of the road and told me to steer over to it. No sooner did we park under the trees, partially hidden from the road then Mark pulled his t-shirt and shorts off and then unbuttoned and removed my wrap. I kicked off my panties which were already down around my calves and wrestled my legs out from under the steering wheel. Looking quickly both ways Mark opened the door and ran nude outside dragging me after him. A picnic table was right near our car and he laid down on the table's surface and dragged me on top of him. His hands were all over me and his kisses of my face, my lips, and my breasts were overwhelming. He soon had my hips up in the air just enough so that he could find my vagina and then drew me down on top of him. Holding my hips up with his thighs he worked his penis in and out of me so rapidly that I quickly succumbed and came. But he didn't stop. He kept furiously pumping into me causing my orgasm to just continue until I could no longer stand it and I screamed out with release.