2 comments/ 4767 views/ 2 favorites A Fun Weekend By: OroroM96 I sighed heavily as I opened the front door and locked it behind me. Another day's work at the restaurant finally over. I placed my keys in the bowl in the entryway, hung up my purse and coat on the rack, and dropped my umbrella in the holder. I proceeded into the living room, where I glanced through the mail on the coffee table before flopping onto the couch and kicking off my shoes. I picked up my phone and browsed Facebook. I liked a picture of my mom and dad at dinner somewhere. I commented on a picture of my sister's twins splashing through the puddles created by the day's summer storm. They had just turned five in July, and they'd be starting preschool in September. I looked at the time on my phone: 5:45pm. I stretched and stood up; my daughter Hazel would be getting out of tumbling in fifteen minutes, and after that, my son Will had a peewee flag football game. I changed clothes, pulling on my favorite black yoga pants and the 'Mom' version of Will's team jersey. I pulled my hair into a ponytail, grabbed a jacket, umbrella, and my phone. As I walked towards the door, my phone rang; it was my husband Nick. "Hey hun, I'm leaving now to pick up Hazel and head to the park, I had to change clothes," I said into the phone, grabbing my keys and purse. "Don't bother heading to the park, the game is rained out. They're worried about lightning hitting one of the kids. I'm on my way to pick up Will," he replied, the speakerphone causing him to sound garbled. "Aw, that's too bad. Alright then, are we still taking them to your mom's for the weekend?" "Yeah. By the way, what are we doing for dinner?" "I'm going to heat up those leftover chicken fingers from Tuesday for the kids before they go to Grandma's, and for us, I don't know, we can order pizza or something." "Sounds good, I'll see you at home." "Okay, bye, love you." "Love you too, bye." I hung up and hurried out to our van, Big Red, which wasn't that big at all; it was a 2013 red Kia Sarento, very economical, and not-bad looking, but it was the kind of car that instantly signaled 'parent'. A flash of lightning split the ever-darkening sky in two, followed by the roll of thunder. I hurriedly got in Big Red and started him up; my baby girl is terrified of thunder, and I knew that the less time she had to wait for me, the better the night would go. I resolved to give her an extra big hug and kiss when I went inside to pick her up. I drove down the quiet city streets, reaching the community center in ten minutes. I parked the car, grabbed the umbrella, and headed inside. Our community center is very protective of the kids that attend classes; there are two full-time security guards inside, and each parent/ child is assigned a number. When you come to pick up your child, the number on your membership profile must match the number on theirs, or you're not allowed to collect your child. In case of emergencies, or if you have to send someone else, they must be registered as an alternate, and they're given a password to repeat at the front desk. If they get it wrong, they can't pick up the child and the police are called. I smiled at the security guards and walked up to the desk, where I could see Hazel through the Plexiglas wall behind the clerk. I flashed my membership card. "Good evening, I'm here to pick up my daughter Hazel Hines." I said, smiling. The clerk, a girl I knew well from having her babysit, smiled back, showing a mouth full of braces and swiped my card. "Hello Ms. Hines, how are you today? I'll have Hazel paged to the front." She answered, handing my card back. She picked up a phone and called the supervisor in the playroom behind the front desk. I waited, watching the supervisor (who would be Will's kindergarten teacher in the fall) tap Hazel and handing over her coat. I smiled as she ran through the child-sized tunnel through the Plexiglas and front desk, into my waiting arms. "Mommy!" She buried her face in my coat, hugging me. "Hi loves, how was class today?" I asked, hugging her, and then helping her button her coat. "Scary, mommy. There was thunder, and then I fell and ouched myself." She answered sulkily. She showed me her knee, covered with a piece of gauze and some medical tape. "Aww, you hurt your knee? I'm sorry loves. It'll get better soon, but Mommy knows what will make it all better!" "What, mommy?" She asked. "You're going to Grammy's house after dinner! You get to spend the whole weekend with her and Gammy!" I replied excitedly, tickling her. Her face broke into a grin. She loved going to see Nick's moms. "The whoooooole weekend?" She asked. "The whoooooole weekend." She gave me a big hug and wiggled her lips for a kiss. I lowered my cheek, and then I turned and blew a raspberry against hers so she laughed and forgot about being scared. "Alright munchkin, let's go home so you can see Daddy and eat dinner before you go to Grammy's." She took my hand and happily skipped out of the building by my side. When we reached the downpour outside, I picked her up and ran, fastening her into her booster seat in record time. I slid into the front seat and popped The Lion King into the DVD player. I pulled out of the lot and drove us home. As I approached the house, I saw our other car, a sleek 2014 Chevy Impala sitting in the driveway. "Looks like Daddy and Will are home already." I pulled into the driveway next to the Impala and hurried to get Hazel out of the car. We walked into the house, shedding our coats in the entryway. I sniffed; Nick must have put the chicken fingers in the oven. "We're home!" I called, following Hazel into the living room, where Nick and Will were playing with dinosaur action figures. Will leaped up, tripping over his discarded shoes. "Daddy, Mommy's home! Hi Mommy!" He yelled. "How's my big man today?" I laughed, picking him up and kissing his cheek. He proceeded to tell me all about his day at daycare, and how sad he was that his game got canceled. "I'm not scared of thunder!" He proclaimed, puffing out his skinny chest. "If a lightning tried to hit me, I'd... I'd...I'd beat it all up! "I'm scared of thunder..." Hazel said quietly, hiding half her face behind a pillow. "It's scary." "Don't be scared Hazel! I'll protect you from the thunder!" I sat down on the couch next to Nick, amused at my children's conversation. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Hey." He murmured. "Hey." He snaked an arm around my waist, and I leaned my head on his shoulder. I could smell his soap and cologne and the leather from his jacket. I finally began to relax. I returned the kiss with one of my own, and got up to check on the kids' dinner. As I opened the oven, a thought crossed my head. 'We'll have the entire house to ourselves all weekend. No kids. No distractions.' My jaw dropped at the realization, and I was instantly aroused. Knowing that we'd be able to do whatever, for two days... I had to have him. I did a quick calculation in my head; the kids' dinner would take another twenty minutes or so, their bags were packed already, another half hour for them to eat and get ready to go, another half hour to get to Grammy's and come back. I shook my head; it was too long to wait, I needed him now. I could find something to occupy the kids until the food was done. I walked back out of the kitchen into the living room. Nick must've noticed something was different, because he raised his eyebrows in a question. I just smiled. "Okay loves, dinner's not ready yet, so Mommy is going to put on a Disney movie, but you have to clean up the toys first. Will, go put your shoes and dinosaurs away, and Hazel, go take your princess books from this morning and put them back on the shelf." I went to the bookshelf where we keep the movies and selected Dinosaur. I popped it into the player and waited for them to come back, then I pressed play. "Oh yeah, honey, can you come help me with dinner?" I asked. "Sure, babe, but it's just chicken fingers, what do you-"he started, but I was already in the kitchen. He followed me in, and I closed the door behind him. "What are you-" I kissed him before he could finish. "Shh." I led him into the pantry and closed the door, leaving us in darkness, except for the small amount of light coming through the shutter door. "Erin, what are we doing in here?" He asked, confused. I smirked, though I knew he couldn't see it in the dark. "I want you. Now." It was silent for a minute, the only sound coming from the movie playing in the living room. Then, without a word, Nick's lips found mine. "We've got to be quick, only until their dinner is ready" I gasped between kisses. "Mhm." He replied. His hands found their way under my shirt, squeezing my breasts in his hands. I struggled to undo his belt; his hardness straining against the fabric of his jeans. I finally got the belt undone and pulled his pants and boxers down. I felt him with my hands; fully erect, but not all the way hard yet. I kneeled in the tight space. I opened wide and took him into my mouth, lightly sucking the mushroom head. He groaned softly and I pinched his backside, warning him to be quiet. I slathered his rod in saliva, working my head up and down its length. I could feel it hardening in my mouth. I gave it a squeeze and stood back up, satisfied that he was fully hard. I pulled down my yoga pants and panties and bent over at the waist, leaning on one of the shelves. I could feel his hands caressing my large backside, before suddenly giving it a firm slap. I gasped and he chuckled, and gave me two more. Finally, he stood behind me, positioning himself. "Spread your legs a little more baby." I obliged, and felt him at my entrance. He pushed into me with a grunt. I smiled as the wonderful 'full' feeling came over me. His hands found my hips as he began to thrust, pulling and pushing on my backside to meet his strokes. "Faster," I whispered. He increased his speed, pistoning in and out of me. I was getting closer to cumming but I knew he'd get there first unless I did something. "Go as deep as you can baby. As fast as you can." I said breathily. He pounded into me up to the hilt, hitting a sensitive patch at the very back of me: my g-spot. A warm, shivery feeling began emanating from inside me. I bounced myself on him, willing him to keep going. I could feel his body tensing. "Please baby, don't stop, please just a little more," I whined, so close. He leaned over onto me, moving his hands from my hips to my breasts and slammed into me. The first few spurt of cum entered me, and a wave of pleasure hit me. I slumped against the shelves, goosebumps appearing on my arms and legs. I stood, dazed for a minute or two, before the beeping of the oven timer brought me back to reality. I quickly stood and pulled up my pants, and straightened my hair out, before exiting the pantry and pulling the chicken out of the oven. I saw Nick follow me out, fastening his belt. "That was fun," he laughed, patting my behind as I plated the chicken and sliced up some carrots and celery. "Mhm," I said. "With more to come later." I turned and winked playfully, before walking out of the kitchen to the dining room. "Dinner's ready!" I called. "Pause your movie and come eat!" They came running, excited at the prospect of chicken fingers for the second night in a week. They sat down, and bowed their heads briefly, and began to dig in. Then the requests started. "Mommy, can I have water?" Hazel asked. "And can I have some hot sauce?" Will requested. I smiled and shook my head. My kids. I went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water from the fridge, and grabbed the bottles of ranch and hot sauce, anticipating the next requests. I brought them back to the dining room and set them on the table. "Thank you mommy," they chimed as I squirted ranch and hot sauce onto their plates. "Your welcome loves. Make sure you finish your veggies, or you can't have dessert at Grammy's house." "Yes mommy." I sat down at the table and talked with them as they ate, asking details about their day, what they wanted to do at their grandmother's house, expectations for going over there, etc. They finished eating and put their cups and plates in the kitchen, then went to go put their shoes and coats on. I put the few assorted dishes in the dishwasher and washed the sheet pan that the chicken had been on. As I put it away, Nick snuck up behind me and tickled my sides, making me jump. "You scared the hell out of me, you little shit!" I yelled, elbowing him. He smirked and tickled me again. I giggled uncontrollably, trying to escape. He finally stopped tickling me and turned me around to face him. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and smiled back. I stuck my tongue out at him, and he crossed his eyes at me. We both laughed, and then just looked at each other. I loved that he was taller than me, considering that I'm six feet tall. He's not taller by much- just two inches, but I like it. I also loved how comfortable he was; not that he was overweight, but he was comfortable. He didn't have abs or super- well defined pecs, but he was trim and strong and healthy. He had a bit of a tummy, but so did I, and I loved it. But what I loved most was his eyes- his beautiful, clear, intense brown eyes, framed by long lashes. To other people, there probably wasn't much remarkable about them, but I could stare at them forever. We stayed like that for a minute or two, until Hazel and Will came into the kitchen and told us they were ready to go. I looked down at them, and I smiled again. "Okay loves, go grab your bags." I said. "Are you taking them, or am I taking them?" Nick asked. "Oh, you're taking them. I've got to get a few things ready." I said mischievously. Nick started to say something, but then stopped himself and laughed, shaking his head. We walked back to the living room hand in hand, where the kids sat on the couch, finishing up their movie. "Okay loves, come give mommy a hug and kiss. I can't believe you're both leaving me for two whole days!" I said, feigning tears, though some of them were real. My babies were growing up before my eyes, and were staying away from home for two days. "Don't cry mommy!" Will yelled, throwing his arms around my neck and hugging me tightly. "We'll come back! We'll be back!" I laughed and hugged him back, kissing his cheek. "I don't think you realize just how much mommy will miss you munchkin." "We'll miss you too." "You love mommy?" "Yes!" "A whole lot or a little bit?" "A whole lot!" "Bunches and crunches?" "Bunches and crunches!" I set him down and picked up Hazel. My princess, youngest, and last baby. "I'm gonna miss mommy and daddy." She whispered against my shoulder. "It's okay love, we'll be there to pick you up first thing on Sunday morning." "Promise?" "I promise. Now have fun, and don't fight with your brother." She kissed my cheek and went outside to the car. I stood and looked at Nick. "They're just going to my mom's." He offered teasingly. "Shut up. You know you feel the same way." I said, my eyes misting up a bit. "They'll be fine." He answered, pulling me closer to him. I gave him a short kiss, and pushed him towards the door. "Go take them before I change my mind. I need to get ready." He laughed. "Alright, alright, I'm going. I'll see you later." "Bye." A child on each hand, he walked out the door. 'Finally,' I thought to myself. I quickly turned off the kids' movie and put it away, then cleared all of the pillows off of the couch. I wiped down the table in the dining room, and I made sure there was plenty of ice in the freezer. I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, and I made my way to our bedroom. The challenge of what to wear stumped me; I hadn't bought anything new in a while, and anything fancy I had, he'd already seen. I played around with the idea of using a work outfit, and then discarded it. I didn't want to risk getting hard to explain stains on any of my pants or skirts. Finally, it hit me; why bother wearing anything at all? It made perfect sense, after all, what was lingerie anyway, but another obstacle to remove? I smiled to myself devilishly- it was so simple. I threw my towel in the hamper, went downstairs and grabbed a bottle of Scotch, two glasses, and filled the ice bucket. I brought it all back upstairs and set it on the ottoman at the foot of the bed. Hearing the car pull into the driveway, I hurriedly lay on the bed on my stomach, reading on my phone. I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs, and I tried my best to keep my face neutral. I heard the door open, and I looked up. There he was, his mouth open. I tried -and failed- to hide the smirk on my face. "Kids okay?" I asked innocently, sitting up. "Uh huh," he replied, his eyes fixed on my breasts. I stood up and poured two glasses of the booze. I walked over to him, sipping one and handing the other to him. He didn't say anything, tracking my movements with his eyes. He took the glass and upended it, swallowing it all in one gulp. I raised an eyebrow and set down my glass. "What's the matter, T'challa? Cat got your tongue?" That seemed to unfreeze him. In one swift motion, he picked me up and tossed me onto our bed. He leaned down, pinching my nipples between his fingers so that I yelped. He swung my legs to the side, so that they hung off the side of the bed, and knelt on the floor between them, my knees on his shoulders. He spread my lips apart, letting the cool air hit me. I shivered. "Not wet enough..." he mumbled, standing up. I watched him as he stripped; first, his leather jacket. Then, the black knit sweater. The black tank top came off, revealing the broad expanse of chocolate brown that was the skin of his chest. The belt and jeans. The grey boxers. I bit my lip; he looked really good. He leaned down again to where I thought he was going to kiss me, but he diverted in the last second, and bit the side of my neck. I moaned softly as he bit and sucked my neck. His lips traveled down past my collarbone until they reached my breast. There, he mercilessly teased my nipple, never touching it directly, but circling his tongue around its perimeter. His hand copied the actions of his tongue, torturing my other nipple. Suddenly, his teeth lightly bit my hardened, extended nipple, making me gasp. He alternated biting and sucking my poor nipple, before switching to the other one and continuing to pull and pinch it with his hand. Finally, he stood up again, looking down at me. "On your hands and knees, Mrs. Hines." I turned over, not knowing what he was up to, but terribly excited just the same. He kneeled behind me on the bed, grabbing hold of my hips. I braced for him to enter me, but it never happened; instead, he slipped his hardness between the cheeks of my backside, and slid it back and forth in my slit, spreading my growing wetness around. I was so horny for him, I wanted to beg him to stop, to keep going, to do something besides torture me. He released me, and slipped himself out of my slit. He tapped me so I would turn back over, and I did, returning my legs to hanging off of the bed. He slid down to the floor again, placing my legs on his shoulders once more, where he spread my lips apart again. Satisfied, he delicately flicked the tip of his tongue against my aching clit. I whimpered, as Nick began flicking it back and forth, slowly increasing his speed. He licked in long strokes up and down my slit, before sticking his tongue into my dripping entrance and fucking me with his tongue. I moaned and whined, my knuckles turning white from gripping the sheets so tightly. He knew me too well; as soon as I was almost to the point of no return, he would focus his attention elsewhere, grazing his teeth against my lips. My body was covered in sweat, my legs shook. Finally, he went to town, his tongue almost vibrating against me. He inserted a finger, then two. I hit the point of no return, and I rocketed into orgasm, all the color draining from my face. Nick lapped at my sticky fluid, and stood up, his lips and chin sticky. A Fun Weekend Camping Trip Last weekend I was suppose to work, but one of my fellow employees had to have next weekend off so we swapped weekends. Valerie had made plans to do a little grocery shopping and do a little flower garden work around the yard. When I came home Friday evening and told her I didn't have to work she was happy that I could hang around the house all weekend but I really didn't want to but I didn't tell her that. At the breakfast table Saturday morning I got a brainstorm and asked her that since it was such a nice weekend. How would she like to go camping overnight at the beach? She perked right up and said she would love to. I called the campground to see if any spots were available for tonight. There were so I made a reservation. Valerie said that since we were going for the night only, we would stop by the supermarket near there and get a couple of steaks to grill for supper and some ice and drinks. I went outside to hook up the old pop-up camper and check the tires and lights for safety. Val packed a few things for her and me in one overnight bag. The camper already had some canned goods, towels, linens, silverware, and paper plate in it. We also leave couple board games, an AM/FM radio, and small TV in it. I asked what she packed for me. She said she put in a couple shorts, a big t-shirt, a couple tank tops, and one pair of black bikini underwear. I asked what the underwear was for since we usually don't pack any for either of us when we go off. She said I needed something to wear when we laid out on the sands of the beach to get a little sun. I asked what she was going to wear on the beach. She said she brought her white mesh thong panty and her tinny white gauze bikini top. She was wearing her short heather gray string tank dress [And I do mean short. This thing just covers her ass by a couple inches.] She said she also brought along her new sexy cut-off jean shorts she made a couple weeks ago [Which I haven't see on her yet.] and a thin top to wear with them and a couple large t-shirts to wear around the campsite. We arrive about noon and check in. Luckily our favorite site is open, so we get it and back our pop-up in. Val decides to go get the few groceries we need as I set up the camper. As she bends over to get a couple things out of the back of the pickup, half her ass bares itself to the would. As she get in the truck I tell her to be careful when she bends over in that dress or half the store will see her ass. She just smiles and pulls the dress from under her ass as she gets behind the wheel. She throws me a kiss and says that a girl has to have a little fun now and then. I got back to raising the camper as soon as Val left. A man about my age was coming from the restroom and went to a tent across the road from our site. He asked if I would like some help. I said, "Sure, if you want to, but I could do it myself if needed." He said he didn't mind. He was a bit board just sitting around and needed something to do. I asked if he was alone, he said he was. He said it was such a nice weekend that he didn't want to say home alone all weekend. He said his wife and son had to gone to see her mother for a week, her mother had been sick a couple weeks and she when to help out. After finishing setting up the camper, I asked Ron if he would like a Pepsi. He accepted and sat on the picnic table as we talked. He was wearing and old baggy pair of shorts and I noticed he had no underwear on because he was hanging out a bit. This didn't bother me but it did give me a great idea. I told him that he was hanging out and he started to apologize but I told him it was all right and that I had an idea how we could have some fun if he would go along with my idea. I smiled as he told me to tell him about it. I said that it involved exposing himself to my wife a couple times but to make it look like an accident. He said he could do it as long as my wife wouldn't call the cops or go berserk. I said that wouldn't be problem and that more than likely she would enjoy a flash. He agreed to do it. So we agreed to a signal from me as to when to start. He mentioned that the also had brought along an old pair of jogging shorts his wife had removed the lining from and that he hung out of those easily. I said they sounded perfect and to go put them on. He appeared from the tent and he was right, they were very loose and very short. He sat down and everything fell out. Val would definitely get an eyeful from those shorts. I told him she would love those and to get ready because she should be back soon. Ron got in his lounger and started to read the newspaper just as Val returned. Valerie noticed Ron and said it looked like we had a cute neighbor. I shrugged and said, "If you say so." I took everything in the camper but a 2-liter soft drink. I asked Val to get it and if she felt like it give the guy next door a look at her ass. She smiled saying she would love to. I had left the bottle far enough from the tailgate she had to reach in to get it. I watched Ron from inside as she bent in to get it. His head snapped around, mouth opened, and eyes bugged out as her bare ass came to view. Val got the drink and came inside asking if saw, and all I said was, "Oh, Yea." I grabbed some chips and a drink and said I was going to sit at the picnic table and for her to join me. I sat with my back to Ron and Val sat across from me facing him. Val started to tell me about some guy she flashed at the store. She said she purposely got a 2-liter Pepsi off the top shelf so her dress would come up. She said it got the guys attention immediately. She then leaned over the handles to put the 2-liter on the bottom; she said she could fill the stores air conditioning on her bare ass. She said she looked back as she straightened up and seen he was staring, so she gave him a smile. She said she came upon him again a few minutes later in the produce aisle and dropped an orange in front of him. She said she squatted down spreading her legs and giving him a clear look up her dress to her hairless pussy as she picked it up. She said she looked him in the eyes and smiled as she was squatting. His eyes were starring right between her legs. She said that when she went around the corner out of his sight. She touched her pussy and it was getting wet. She said she fingered herself most of the way back to the camper. After a couple minutes I gave Ron the signal. A few seconds later Valerie giggled and said he got up and everything was hanging out. I said, "So, what do you want me to do about it." She said, "Nothing, I want to watch and see if it happens again." Then she said he was sitting at the picnic table and his dick and both balls were hanging out and he wasn't even making an attempt to cover up. I asked her if she wanted me to ask him to cover up. She said, "Don't you dare. I'm enjoying this, It's not very often I get a chance to see a strangers dick and not a bad one at that." A short time later I noticed her hand disappear beneath the table. I asked if she was playing with herself. She said she was and I asked her if I should slide over so the guy could see what she was doing. She shook her head so I slid over a couple feet. Val said he finally noticed her playing with her pussy and started playing with himself as well and was getting hard. I decided to change my plans a bit; I 'accidentally on purpose' spilled my drink on Valerie. I told her to go get the wet dress off and to put one of my large tank tops so her tits would hang out ass well. When Val came out of the camper, the top she had on was about the same length as her dress but the armholes came to her waist on the sides, causing both tits to be about half out. If she bent over you could see both her tits completely. I stood up and turn her sideways to Ron as I gave her a kiss and grabbed a tit. She put both arms around my neck and kissed back hard, [she was getting horny!] I then reached down and cupped her half exposed ass. I then sat down at the table and pulled her to me. I sucked on one of her tits and put a finger in a very wet pussy as she turn to look at Ron watching us. I then motioned Ron over and told Valerie meet Ron. I told Val I had meet Ron when she went to town and I hoped she enjoyed the show we set up. She said that she had and asked if she could get a closer look at what she seen across the road. Ron said sure and stood beside her as he pulled his shorts to the side. Val reached up asked if she could touch. Of course Rod said yes. Val put her hand around the hardening dick and started to stroke it. I told Ron that Valerie was a bit of an exhibitionist and like to show off. And if he noticed how easily I was able to what I wanted to do to her in front of him. He smiled and said, "Well, you see what it did to me. Pointed to his hard-on Val was squeezing. It was a good 8 inches when Val opened her mouth to enjoy it then Ron pulled away! He told Val he had never cheated on his wife and didn't want to start now. Val was disappointed, she had one hand around his dick and another squeezing one of her tits she had taken out. I told Val that since he had showed her his unit, she should show him her unit. Valerie smiled saying she would love to. She released the hold on his dick and removed her top in one move. She then spread the top across the end of the picnic table and laid on top of the table. She was now naked at 3 pm in a public campground and spreading her legs and pussy for us to look at. All right guys look all you want, she said, touch if you like. Ron reached for her tits and I sunk 2 fingers in a wet pussy. Valerie grabbed Ron's hard dick again and started to pump him saying to him, "If I can't have you inside me, I want you to cum on my tits." In a couple minutes he did just that. I fingered Val to orgasm about the same time. Ron sat down on side of the table and my total naked wife sat next to him. I walked in front of her and unzipped my fly releasing my hard-on and in seconds, Valerie had me in her mouth. She drained me dry in minutes, as Ron watched not 3 feet away. I then sat on the other side of her and both Ron and I started sucking on her tits and fingering her to another orgasm. Val surprised me a bit by remaining naked the rest of the afternoon and evening. Now this is a public campground but I don't think anybody noticed because most of the sites at this campground are almost private because of the thick underbrush and bushes. Ron remained for grilled steaks but his campsite was empty when we awoke the next morning. We decided to walk down the beach to McDonalds for a quick breakfast. Val put on a thin yellow stretch tank top [which I could easily make out her brown nipple area thru it] and her very short low-rise cut off jeans she made. I loved the way the cheeks of her ass were hanging out. The sides were only 4 or 5 inches wide and as I seen later, the inseam of the shorts was only an inch or so wide and failed to completely cover her pussy. I had gone to the bathroom and upon returning to our table I looked underneath and she was pussy was open for anyone to see. I told her that and she said she had thought so because a couple of men came out of the bathroom before I went in and they also stared under the table. She got a couple looks from the girls behind the counter at McDonalds but nobody complained. Val wanted to walk the ½ mile back to the campground along the highway. She told me not to walk behind her because I would block her ass from view as people drove by. I bet at least a dozen horns honked as they passed and Val waved to every one of them. On the way to the campsite, Val said it was time I put on our underwear and walked down to the beach to get a little sun. I put the black bikini underwear she had bought for me to wear. They actually fit pretty good. They were only about 2 inches wide at the side and my package made a fairly impressive bulge in them. Val liked them and gave my crotch a squeeze. I told her to stop or I'd be popping out of them soon. She laughed and said she would like to see that happen. I said we could do it later but not now. I reached for some shorts to slide on and Val said no way! All I could take with me was a towel to lie on and not to cover up with it. And that if I was a good boy she would show her appreciation later. I couldn't argue with her because she looked so damn hot in her little white mesh thong and gauze bikini top. She tossed her towel over her shoulder grabbed my hand and said let's go. I put my towel over my shoulder and we walked hand in hand to the beach. We spread out our towels and put lotion on each other being sure to touch and tease as much as we could. Valerie actually pulled my underwear down a bit and lotioned up my dick and balls a couple minutes and guess what? We couldn't get me back in the bikini underwear until it calmed down a bit. I thought it best if I got on my stomach a while. Valerie then pulled down the back of my bottoms and lotioned up my ass. While Val was rubbing my ass I reached around and pulled the string on her top. It came loose and hung straight down releasing her puppies. She continued to rub the lotion in on my ass and didn't even try to cover them up. This really didn't surprise me at all. She loves to show them off in public when given the chance. We got enough sun so we went back to the site to get ready to leave. Val took off her clothes outside the camper and put on the big tank top she had on last night. We put everything away and folded up the camper. Since we were sweaty we decided to shower before we left. I was still in my underwear as per Val's request but surprised her as I removed them and folded the towel in half and wrapped it around me to go to the showers. It was only a couple hundred feet to the restrooms and showers. Val followed me into the men's side. She wanted to take a coed shower. We washed each other and we ended up fucking in the shower of course. Valerie wrapped the towel around herself as we left and I carried her shirt. A man came in as we were leaving, Val made sure her towel slipped, flashing the guy one of her tits. We laughed about that all the way to the truck. We climbed in wearing just our towels and headed home. Val removed hers before we got out of the campground and remained that way until we got to the house. She slid up next to me as I drove home. I bet a hundred people must have seen her sitting there topless, because most vehicles the people couldn't see her bottom so they didn't know she was naked. But a couple big trucks sure did! She had my dick out and in her hands all the way home. She kept me hard most of the way home. Every time I started to shrink, she'd bend over and suck me hard again. After backing the camper to the spot we keep it. Val slid me over to the center of the front seat and straddled me. We had never had sex in the front seat of my pick-up before and today we had it in the front driveway of my house. I really enjoyed this weekend. A Fun Weekend Wasting no time, he picked up one of my legs, and tossed it over his shoulder. "Hand me two pillows." He commanded huskily. I tossed him two of the pillows next to me, and he tucked them under my hips. He gripped his rod, carefully guiding it into me. I sighed as the head entered me "You're so wet for me baby...how badly do you want me?" He asked, rocking the tip back and forth inside me. I swallowed. "Really badly. I need you, Nick." I answered meekly. "You need what?" He said idly. "I need you to fuck me. Please." He pushed into me fully, though keeping up his steady rocking motion. He looked at my face, watching my expression change every time he thrust into me. His thumb found my clit again, and in time with his thrusts, he rubbed it in circles, making me moan in delight. Steadily, he rocked back and forth, slowly increasing his speed. I clenched around him as the pressure built, and he picked up my other leg. He gritted his teeth, and I could feel his body tense against mine. It would be big. Together we thrust against each other, our moans and groans and grunts growing louder. He gave a final hard thrust, and I felt the first hot spurts inside of me, triggering my own release. He groaned in my ear as I throbbed around him. He let my legs fall and lay next to me, panting hard. We locked eyes and laughed. We were both panting like we'd run a mile. "We're so out of shape." I giggled breathlessly. He tickled my ribs and I laughed harder, rolling to get away. "We? I did most of the work, lady." He said, tickling me again. "This time you did. We have an entire weekend. We'll see who does the most work."