Campout Ch. 02 – The Tent gets Crowded

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This story is fictional, and the characters are not based on any single individual — though they are a compilation of characteristics and personalities encountered in real life, and in the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to any particular person is not intentional. These characters live in a fantasy world where there are no STDs and no unwanted pregnancies resulting from unprotected sex.

This story is a continuation from “Campout 1–Meg Wins the Talent Show”. Please read that story before this one.

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Since Meg “won” the talent show, and it was getting late, the decision was made to retire for the evening — putting ten people in our eight-person tent. As we entered the tent, Eli pointed out the two GoPro cameras he had mounted on the ceiling. “Everybody okay with this?” Eli asked. We all agreed.

The five women staying in our tent were already naked from their contest with the bishop, so they told the men that they needed to strip too, which we gladly did. We piled all the clothes in one corner of the tent and tried to decide how best to put ten people in a tent designed for eight people.

The solution came quickly — we would lay in rows lengthwise in the tent. The tent gave us about three feet width per person. It was cozy but certainly doable.

Jenny suggested we alternate where our heads and feet would be pointed, or in other words, do rows of 69 positions — head to crotch, perfect for some after-hours play. She suggested we change partners every 15 minutes.

Everyone agreed, and before we could decide who was next to whom, Marie & Eli, Jeff and Annie, and Meg and Jenny quickly paired off with each other. That left Emily, Austin, Mike, and I — three males and one female. Emily chose Austin, leaving Mike and me to have our (at least, my) first same-sex encounter. Jeff set a 15-minute timer on his phone, and everyone got comfortable with their partners.

I could tell Jenny was particularly excited about the opportunity to work on Meg — which is why she quickly claimed Meg as her partner. I’ve long suspected Meg and Jenny could be having a secret lesbian affair — though Meg has denied it in the past. The two of them just connected as friends differently from everyone else, very early in Meg’s sexual discovery.

Out of the corner of my eye, I tried to watch Meg and Jenny perform oral sex on each other, but I was too far away to really see anything, and Mike was waiting. (Was I stalling? Maybe. I admit I was nervous about being in this situation with Mike.) From the sounds Meg and Jenny were making, it seemed both were successfully getting the other aroused.

Marie was the first to speak up and had chosen Eli. A few months back she had chickened out of the BBC experience and had failed to take all of Eli’s large cock when she tried to give him oral sex. Since then, she had practiced swallowing more and more of her dildo and of Mike’s cock.

Mike and I didn’t start right away because we were watching to see if Marie could do it this time. (Was Mike stalling?) After a few difficult starts, Mike’s wife successfully swallowed all of Eli’s cock — proof that practice improves oral performance.

I hadn’t anticipated that making out with a guy would be one of the options in the planning for tonight. We didn’t use the whole 15 minutes because we were watching Marie achieve one of her goals, and I was watching Meg and Jenny, but we did have about 10 minutes to give each other some pleasure.

Mike and I took our positions, and I took his cock in my hand and began stroking it — the first time I’d done that to a man before. I’d had my balls briefly stroked by Jack at the nudist resort, but I’d never touched someone else’s penis sexually before.

I figured I’d just do to him what I did to myself when masturbating. I considered him a friend and wanted to do my best, so I started massaging his balls also and focused on doing a good job. He was doing the same thing to me. Ten minutes isn’t that long, right? I can do this.

Now understand I have always been a tit man — definitely one who likes women. I never Aydınlı Escort considered myself gay or even bisexual, but my body was having a reaction to his touch, and his was reacting to me. Honestly, it was quite arousing.

I was beginning to enjoy the new experience when I felt Mike put my cock in his mouth and it was incredibly arousing. I was a little hard when he was stroking, but the minute he started sucking my cock, I got very hard very fast. I’d never had a guy perform oral sex on me. A mouth is just a mouth, I thought to myself, and my cock didn’t seem to care if it was a male or female mouth.

I wanted to repay him the pleasure, so I took his cock in my mouth also. I know my oral act wasn’t as good on him as he was on me — I wondered if he had prior experience — but this was a first for me and I was still learning. I could see precum on his cock and sucked it off. What was becoming of me?

When the timer on Jeff’s phone beeped, we stood up to change partners for the second round.

As soon as the timer went off, Meg quickly nabbed Eli. She had fucked Eli as her once-in-a-lifetime BBC experience, and still watched the looping gif of his cock going in and out of Emily whenever she needed stimulation with her favorite dildo — an extra-large one she bought after fucking him.

They got right to action with Eli fingering my wife while kissing her. This wasn’t the 69 I had expected. Eli’s hands matched his cock size, and he had no problem taking Meg’s entire tit in one hand and giving it a multi-finger massage.

After tongue wrestling for a few minutes, Meg moved her head down to Eli’s cock. Meg had been practicing, just like Marie, and had little difficulty getting the whole beast down her throat. She massaged his balls while using her other hand and mouth on him. While she worked on him, Eli leaned back on his hands and soaked in the cock-love my wife was giving.

While that was going on, I looked around the room and saw that the “rows” of bodies didn’t hold together well. We ended up in a variety of angles and positions, most were not in a 69. We were all engaging in some exciting and creative arousal techniques. I’d never been in an orgy, and the scene began to have that feel about it, which frankly made me nervous. I didn’t want to be part of some wild random fuck fest.

I paired up with Annie because we had some history together. I had twice put my cock inside her for the soaking challenges, but we’d never done oral before, so I thought we would enjoy this new addition to our story. Since she and Austin were moving to Nevada soon, I tried to show her clit how grateful I was for our friendship and for her being such a good sport in our games.

It was a little difficult to minister to Annie while at the same time watching my wife make out with her favorite cock. Yes, I was a bit jealous as she doesn’t usually go after my cock with the same oral enthusiasm.

After playing twister with Annie’s clit and my tongue, I decided that if it were okay for Meg, it would be okay for me to move on. I crawled up Annie’s body, kissing her belly, her left tit, and then sucking on her right tit, then massaging it while my lips went up to hers.

We had our first kiss there — no tongue right away, just my lips gently pressing her lips. Annie was getting into it so I added some tongue, putting my hand behind her head so I could hold her tight against me. I held her close, her tits pressed into my chest as we kissed.

As you can imagine, my cock was raging hard at this point, and as I moved up Annie’s body, it was looking for someplace warm to crawl into. As I’m kissing her, caressing her breasts, my cock reached for her labia and tried to crawl between them for their warm embrace.

I wasn’t intentionally trying to fuck my friend, but the proximity of my cock and her vagina made it seem natural. My cock found its destination and started poking the entry. I didn’t push it in, but somewhere in my brain I knew that I could. I realized that Annie also knew I could, and she wasn’t backing off.

In that moment, I’d swear her vagina Aydınlı Escort Bayan opened up, reached out to grab my cock, and pulled me in — just an inch or two. In that exact same moment, the timer on Jeff’s phone went off — the 15 minutes was over. In that same moment, I pushed my cock all the way in, paused, looking at Annie’s face — her happy, smiling face — and then pulled out, hoping nobody had seen what we had done. I kissed Annie and said, “Thank you, for everything.”

I quickly looked around and saw others were similarly engaged in ending their intimate encounters, and figured I was safe. Nobody saw me, I thought. I noticed Meg had cum on her face and chest — Eli’s, I’m sure.

After the second round, we were all primed and ready for a real fuck, so we paired up with our spouses. Mike suggested we all do the same positions, so we could watch the others doing the same thing we were doing. My cock jumped at the chance to watch other couples fuck — one of my favorite activities.

We began with the cowgirl position — the men were laying on their backs watching five sets of tits bounce up and down in a synchronized fuck. I love my wife, and her tits are the perfect size for me, but it was really nice to watch other breasts bouncing to the rhythm.

We then shifted to the men on top, fucking our wives from behind as they lay face down, ass up on the floor mat. Eli’s large cock made it difficult for him to keep the rhythm of the smaller-cocked husbands — but that was okay.

Several people changed from the man-on-top position to other positions, including Meg and me. Since the tent was so crowded, we had many occasions when our bodies would accidentally touch whoever was next to us — until it wasn’t accidental.

Someone, I don’t know who started touching the couple next to them — and it spread like wildfire among us. The person next to Eli held his balls while he bounced his cock in and out of Emily. The person next to Meg was squeezing her breasts and playing with her nipples while I was fucking her, and another person was rubbing my back.

This wasn’t really an orgy — we were only fucking our own spouses — but it was erotic as anything I’ve experienced, being touched by someone, and touching someone else while at the same time my cock was moving inside my wife.

I could see fucking happening all around the tent, and that was enough for me to cum inside my wife. I went to put my hand on her clit to help her come when I discovered someone else’s fingers were already there. Meg’s orgasm followed shortly after that.

We collapsed together and lay in a naked embrace while others were experiencing their own orgasmic moments. The warm skin-to-skin touch of my wife on me was peaceful. Even though there were eight other people in the room, I felt so close to Meg at that moment that I shut out all the other sounds in the room and focused on holding my lover.

Then Meg suggested they blindfold the men, just like they’d done the bishop. The women all jumped at the idea saying they loved it. They created some blindfolds out of the clothing at hand and covered our eyes so we couldn’t see.

We laid down on the mat, cocks up and ready for some loving. I figured they would do the same thing they did to the bishop — a little teasing from each woman, and then a fuck from our wives. I enjoy a good tease and was all for it.

As expected, a variety of women touched my cock and balls, some with their hands and others with their mouths. It was arousing and enjoyable, and certainly got me hard again.

Then Marie said, “3 — 2 — 1, fuck.” I could hear all five of us men were getting the same experience. A woman I assumed was Meg sat down on my cock impaling her all the way. She rocked her hips up and down and fucked me for maybe 30 seconds, and then stood up. I was just enjoying it and assumed it was my wife.

The women moved around — like they did with the bishop, presumably to confuse us and trick us into thinking our next person would be someone other than our respective wives.

That was when the second woman sat on my Escort Aydınlı cock. It was not my wife. I know my wife’s vagina. This was not it. This one was not as tight. This one was juicier than the one that had left me just moments before. With my blindfold on, I couldn’t see who it was, but this was not Meg.

This second woman rocked her hips and bounced up and down on my cock for another 30 seconds before standing up, leaving me hanging there.

The women moved around again, and a third woman plopped herself down on my cock — this was definitely a third woman. My god, I don’t know who this one is, but her vagina is incredibly strong. I could feel her flexing, gripping the sides of my cock, pulling tightly on it when she moved up and down. This had to be Jenny — I knew she was an expert at sexual performance, at least that is what her husband had bragged about. “Oh my god,” I thought, “I’m going to cum in Jenny.”

Just as that thought came, the woman stood up. My cock was having spasms — so close to exploding but abandoned by the cunt that had got me there. “Oh my god,” I kept saying to myself, half in a panic about a fuck-fest breaking out and half in the excitement that I was experiencing my first orgy.

The women moved again. Then a fourth woman lowered herself on me. I had cooled down a bit from before but thought it was not going to take me long to get back where I was. As she fucked me, I thought I recognized this one. I think this one was Meg, my wife. Just 30 seconds later she stood up before I had unloaded my cum. I was so close it hurt.

Then a fifth woman sat on my cock. “I have fucked every woman in the tent,” I thought. I was so primed to explode that I shot my load into this fifth woman. I didn’t know who it was, but I knew that I had just emptied every last ounce of semen I had into her. My cock flexed over and over again as streams of cum shot into her.

After coming, I pulled off the blindfold and saw Annie was on top of me. I had fucked and came inside Annie, and she was smiling. She was okay with that. She leaned down, kissed me, tongue and all, and said, “Thank you for being a friend.”

I looked for Meg and saw that she was still on top of Eli, who was blindfolded and violently fucking my wife. He was pounding her vagina with that massive cock of his, over and over again. It wasn’t long until he came inside her. I watched as Meg had her own orgasm, grinding her clit on him, arching her back, grunting and screaming out in a euphoric release. His cock had stretched her to her limit, and now his cum was pouring into her.

Meg’s once-in-a-lifetime BBC fuck had just happened a second time. It’s hard to explain, but I was okay with that. I thought I would be upset, but I’m okay. We all got our fantasies fulfilled in that tent. We were all equal, co-participants in this dream.

Several more orgasms rocked through the tent. Then everyone broke from their sex partners and returned to their spouses.

As soon as Meg got to my side, she kissed me and said, “I saw you fuck Annie on round two and I knew you needed to finish what you started. I hope you’re okay with this.”

I kissed Meg back and pulled her close. We fell asleep like that — naked, with a pool of cum leaking out of her.

When I woke up the next morning, I had a vague memory of all of everybody fucking each other, violating our marriage covenants, and likely getting us all in big trouble with the church. In the heat of the moment, we had lost control.

When I tried to talk to Meg about it, she didn’t understand why I was concerned. She just said, “We’ll talk later,” and continued cleaning up the camp. While we were packing up the tent, I got an email from Eli — he was sharing the video footage from two GoPro cameras.

As I scrolled through the video, I noticed that the blindfolded-everybody-fucking-everybody-else scene wasn’t there. In fact, it appears that after Meg and I fucked, we lay there hugging each other and fell asleep. There was no sex after that — it must have been a dream, a very vivid dream.

When we finally got home, I told Meg about the dream. She was intrigued by the idea of fucking our friends like that. I emphasized that it couldn’t happen in real life. But the idea was planted, and over the next several months several ward members, co-workers, friends, and strangers visited our bedroom — in our fantasies.

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