Camping with Friends

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Janet and Wendy became best friends in high school. They had their first sexual encounter during a sleepover, remained friends and lovers throughout college.

They had a few boyfriends; but preferred each other.

Wendy met Bob during her 2nd year of college; Janet met Dave; 4 months later. All 4 became best friends; double dates became common.

Shortly after college, 2 years ago, both couples married. They now live 7 blocks apart, still best friends, double dating, parties, BBQ's, even some holidays together.

Dave is a stock trader, becoming quite wealthy; Bob operates a successful electrical contracting company. Neither Dave, nor Bob know about their wives' ongoing lesbian liaisons.

Dave and Janet like mostly summer outdoor activities. Especially roughing it, hiking, camping, exploring the backwoods, going at least twice a year.

Wendy and Bob prefer ski trips and get away to do so, 2 or 3 weeks a year; and as many weekends as they can make work in their schedule.

Janet has finally convinced Wendy and Bob to try camping and in return they will go on a ski trip with them this winter.

They've confirmed a 4-day camping trip. It's a 2-hour drive to an obscure location where Dave and Janet like to frequent. Mountain trails, government protected forest, a secluded lake, awesome camping, no wild animal concerns, no snakes or bears; seldom anyone else in the area, etc. Just a nice peaceful fresh air activity' mountain air, solitude.

They drove up, arriving a little past noon. They donned their backpacks and supplies. They hiked nearly 3 hours, through tall evergreens, stopping once for a break, watching a couple squirrels play.

We set up our tents early in a designated camping spot off the main trail, made a simple mac and cheese meal, cooked over the fire. We were sharing stories, drinking lemon gin straight from the bottle, as we prioritized our backpack space; so, didn't want to pack beer, or mix. It was a fun evening, everyone agreed they enjoyed the first day, we retired around 11 to our respective tents.

Wendy and I had passionate sex; maybe slightly louder than we should have in a tent with our friends so close.

Shortly after sunrise, we awoke to the chilly mountain air, snuggling in one sleeping bag was great, but we tried extra hard not to make noise.

We heard Dave and Janet talking quietly about coffee, getting a fire started.

Having coffee, Wendy complained of a sore ankle. We begin discussing options, considering returning home.

"From this campsite it is about a 2-mile hike to the secluded lake, my favorite place on earth." Janet's said.

"It's the reason we chose this camping/hike location. I wanted to share it with you."

Wendy suggests.

"Dave's been here several times, and Janet loves seeing it. It's disappointing I won't see it, but you and Janet should go. Take pictures for me."

We discuss the options and end up deciding to split up and the 2 of us will hike up and back. If Wendy's ankle isn't better to hike there tomorrow, we will head home a day early.

Shortly after breakfast, Janet hugs Wendy; Bob and Janet give their respective spouses kisses and head off.

Dave was chopping firewood; he had removed his shirt; he was wearing cut-off jeans. Reflecting sunlight causing the sweat to glisten on his muscular body.

Wendy was laying on a blanket; in her Daisy Duke cut-offs, and halter top; her head and shoulders propped against a log, normally used as a bench next to the firepit. Watching Dave's hard body, admiring his strong physique, 6 pack abs, large biceps, muscular thighs. She always did think he was handsome, although Bob's in great shape Dave's body is definitely stronger.

I am very aroused, rubbing myself through my denim shorts. I fantasize about him molesting me; ripping my clothes off; forcing himself on me, right here, bent over the log, his powerful body, sodomizing me.

"Dave, will you massage my ankle, the Tylenol helped but it still hurts." He sat on the blanket and put my feet on his lap. He was so into massaging, he didn't notice me undo my shorts, and my fingers were inside massaging my pussy. My eyes focused on his sweaty muscles rippling, one hand on my breast, my halter top down pushed down around my waist.

"Move higher please Dave, it must be the fresh air, I got a real good fucking last night, but watching your awesome hard body chopping wood I'm so horny." I lift my bum to push my shorts down.

"I want you to fuck me, Dave; right now, right here." I'm making squishing noises, plunging my fingers in my cunt.

"Take me Dave; I know you've always wanted to fuck me. Now's the chance. Do me, once fast, a quicky, I'm so horny. Make me cum, hard and fast, I'm so ready."

I am fingering my pussy with 2 fingers, tugging my nipples, my eyes begging him.

Dave seems reluctant.

"Gawd man there's a sexy, horny gal wanting to be fucked, my wet cunt wants your hard cock, I don't have my dildo here and I sure as hell don't want to use a branch." I widen my legs.

"If you're afraid Janet will find out, don't tell her; I sure as hell won't, I just want your cock in my cunt, FUCK ME DAVE, I'm so horny.

Dave stands drops his cut-off jeans and rubs his cock.

"Hard and fast, then a slow, leisurely, playful, enjoyable, erotic encounter in the tent. They'll be gone for hours; I want you in my mouth, I want you in my cunt and I want you to ejaculate up my ass."

I bring my feet to my bum and widen my knees, they're nearly flat; splaying myself open across the blanket. I'm sliding my fingers along my labia; occasionally rubbing only my clit.

Dave is quickly hard, likely because of my slutty talk and lewd behavior.

He moves between my legs and easily plunges fully into my wet vagina, stroking hard and fast, he rubs my tits, I cum instantly.

"Oh, Gaaawd yess that's great!"

Dave lifts me and carries me to my tent, and as I crawl through the tent opening, he licks my ass crack.

"Mmmm, are you good at eating?" Dave enters the tent,

"Well, I think so, let's find out, but first, I want to savor your tantalizing tits."

He sucks on one, while his fingers toy with the other nipple. I'm loving it.

After about 5 minutes, we begin to 69, as I suck, I play with his balls, deep throating him.

I feel him shiver, a sign he's climaxing.

"Whoa, I want your cum in my ass, not my mouth." I roll over onto all 4's and reaching back spread my cheeks.

"I want your jism in here. Fuck me up the ass big boy, make me squeal."

He gets behind me and after only a few strokes, he dumps his load. I was barely getting into it.

Dave, groans in satisfaction, rolls over, stretches out beside me, I lay flat on my stomach, he rubs my back and ass cheeks.

I roll on my side, wrap my fingers around his dick; disappointed it's flaccid.

Bob's never left me hanging; his stamina is often an hour, stays hard for longer even after an orgasm. This is very frustrating.

"How, long before you're ready again?"

"I don't know, I only ever go once." Dave responds.

"Really, I only get a quickie, a fast climax by the fire; I could have masturbated better than that." I huff.

"I lusted for your sweaty hard body, for a raunchy afternoon of sex, full of lewd eroticism.

You build me up for a 1/2 hour, then promptly ejaculate into me, leaving me hanging." I scold him angrily.

"You don't know how to restrain yourself, you greedy bastard; Janet told me you were an inadequate lover. Complains she rarely has an orgasm, fakes it then gets herself off when you're snoring."

"Geezus. I didn't know anyone was this bad; why does she stay married to you?"

I spread myself wide on the sleeping bag; and begin fingering myself for relief. I get myself off after several minutes.

"I feel better now, that was better than you gave me; leave, get out; I want to cum again, you don't deserve to even watch, get out, then I'll have a nap, so I can fuck Bob all night; so be quiet out there."

Dave leaves and zips up the tent.

'Oh, thank god he left; I need another orgasm' my fingers begin rubbing my clit, I twist a nipple. My fingers tease my labia, I get really worked up again, thinking about Janet and Bob, us in a threesome.

I do the 2 finger deep thrusting with my right; trading clit play and nipple tweaking with my left. After another decent orgasm, I lay wondering about Bob and Janet, this whole swapping scheme.

'Was I wrong agreeing to this trip; will Bob be upset, at us planning a swap?

Is this the proper way to confess about Janet and my lesbian life?

Will he prefer Janet once he fucks her?

I know she will want him once she discovers how talented he is.

Will he want a divorce, oh no, what have I done'?

I awaken to the sound of the fire crackling. I look at my watch, shit; I slept over 4 hours.