Captain Handsome A Visitor and a Campfire
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In my third year of college, I started developing a crush on Martin, a guy who was rather shy. He was skinny, with glasses and plain hair that was a bit thin. Even though he wasn't my usual type, with each passing day in psychology class, I came to appreciate more and more how smart he was, and that he actually had quite an interesting personality. After class, we had conversations that spanned over topics about his ant farm, his ability to speak two foreign languages, computers, even weight lifting and the type of outdoor activities he was into.
"How do you have so much time to get into all these hobbies?" I asked him one day.
"Well...never having a girlfriend, I guess," he laughed.
"Aw. You could totally have one if you wanted," I said, in a slightly flirty tone.
"Eh. Maybe one day."
Either he didn't get that I was throwing him hints all the time, or he had decided not to ask me out.
I knew I wasn't the perkiest, most gorgeous girl in any of his classes, but I had plenty going for both my looks and personality. I was a bit wide, but had tight and tanned skin, not a single pudge or roll anywhere, and each one of the many guys I had dated up to that point in my life, had complimented my body. Maybe he thought he didn't have a shot with me, as I was usually considered a party girl, and most of my friends were in fraternities and sororities. Or maybe he was completely uninterested in me from the moment we met. Whatever the case, I had to find out.
I decided to be a lot more forward with him in our after-class conversations, so I asked several questions about his recent spring break camping trip, while mentioning that I would like to see the amazing spots that he and his friends went to. Finally he said he would let me know the next time they were going. And within a week, a camping trip between him and his friends just happened to pop up, which made me wonder if he had run back to his friends and arranged a camping trip just to invite me along. Maybe they happened to go camping all the time once it started warming up outside. Either way, this weekend was going to be my shot with Martin. I usually wasn't the type of girl to initiate things with a guy, and I definitely wasn't the kind of girl to throw herself in with a mix of guys. I usually needed a gal pal with me to get me through something like this. But for this one chance to hang out with Martin, I decided to throw out all my inhibitions and be more forward than I had been before.
We set out with his two friends, Seth and Chris, for a Friday night stay in the best spot they knew of—not some boring and regulated camping spot. Apparently Seth knew of a place deep in the woods with the purest river and the best sights of valleys that Tennessee had to offer. It was quite a drive away, and so exclusive that Seth hadn't even taken Chris and Martin to this spot yet. I was excited to be venturing further into nature than I probably ever had, and they all seemed to be quite excited to have a girl coming along on their trip for once.
Maybe this wasn't the first time a girl had come with them, though. Seth and Chris were confident and charismatic guys who had no trouble introducing themselves to me, though they didn't mention any girlfriends or tell any stories with girls in the mix. Both of them had solid black hair. Chris was as thin as Martin, while Seth was a huskier guy with a thick beard and hair long enough to be tied back—much longer than my neck-length hair.
We drove out to a recreational fishing lake, where the river first split off and began its slow decline down the hills. From there, we drove along some old, unused railroad tracks for a few minutes, then took a hidden trail in the woods that led down a slight incline and opened up into a small area where the trees had been cleared out. Indeed, this was an awesome spot for camping by the riverside. After we took everything out of the SUV and set up two tents, Seth took us on a tour around the area, and we ended up at the bottom of a large ravine, where the river poured out from a 15-foot overhang onto some rocks flat rocks.
"This is where we can shower," Seth said. "We're actually close to the campsite from here. It's five minutes up that way."
It had started sprinkling as we were walking, and by then my clothes were getting moist. As I looked at the small lake under the waterfall, I had the urge to get out of my wet clothing. I hadn't come this far with three guys only to not push them into doing the same. "Can we swim here too?" I asked. "The water looks pretty deep."
"It's probably about six feet deep," Seth said. "This is a good place to swim, but, I don't have a swimsuit."
"So?" I looked at them and smiled. Their faces had looks of hesitation all around. "Haven't you boys ever gone for a swim au naturel?"
"You mean, like, no clothes?" Martin laughed nervously.
"Yeah." I put my bag down, but they didn't react, and their hesitations were starting to make me nervous. So I took the more sensible approach. "I'll go in first, if you all turn around."
They obliged, and while I took my clothes off I wondered what the hell I was even doing wanting to get naked in front of three guys. I wasn't trying to hook up with Martin on the trip or anything. I just wanted us to finish out the weekend on more flirtatious grounds, so maybe skinny dipping together would get the ball rolling. After I got in the water, I paid them the same respect, and they hurried in. For a while we sat in the shallow area by the bank and adjusted to the chilly temperature, our bodies hidden by the murkiness of the water.
Once we warmed up again, we were talking and laughing more than we had been with clothes on. The thrill of being naked around each other was getting to us. I noticed all three of them trying to get a peak at my boobs every time I adjusted my posture and brought my chest closer to the surface of the water. Each time I moved, I brought myself slightly further up the bank, until the upper curve of my tits was slightly above the surface, and they each glanced in my direction every three seconds. I wondered if any of them had a boner—probably not, since the water was pretty cold. Or maybe at least one of them was starting to jerk off? Chris had definitely grown more quiet than his usual self.
They didn't seem to notice that I was playing with myself by then, lightly at first, but eventually I was rubbing myself hard with my right hand, while keeping my left hand above the water to casually stroke my hair. I made eye contact with Martin a few times and gave him a very slight, devilish smile.
But he reacted cluelessly. "What?" he said.
"Nothing," I said. Then I bit my lower lip, like I was holding back a moan. I actually had to pace myself so that I didn't break out into an orgasm right in front of them! While Martin and I were still looking at each other, I moved my body up the bank once again, this time revealing my nipples to him for a split second, then settling back under the water.
I saw his eyebrows pop up, but he remained calm.
"Hey, I dare someone to get out and jump in from the ledge up there," I said. As I pointed at it, I let my boob slip out of the water for Martin to see again.
They looked at each other, but no one volunteered to go. "If all three of you go, I'll go."
"Fuck it. I'll do it!" Seth shouted. He sprang out of the water, keeping his hands between his legs as he moved around the lake and climbed up the rocks.
"Oh, come on!" I yelled. "Don't be scared to show us!"
"I will if you will."
"Okay."
When he got to the top he spread his hands out wide, and both the guys looked away while I gave him a big cheer of approval, then he jumped in.
"I lied," I said. "I'll only do that if all three of you do."
So both Chris and Martin did the same as Seth, crawling to the top of the ledge and spreading their hands out. In all honesty, Martin seemed to have the biggest dick of the three of them.
"You guys act like this is such a big deal," I said, when it was my turn to go up. When I got out of the water, I didn't make any effort to cover myself while crawling up the rocks. I couldn't have anyways, since I needed both hands to do that and at least one hand to keep my balance.
"There we go!" Seth yelled.
Once I was at the top, I stood there for a while, making several fabulous gestures with my hands and legs. I turned around and wiggled my ass, to much vocal approval from all three of them. Showing off my body from the top of a ledge was making me horny as hell! I decided right then and there that I had to get laid before the camping trip was over, somehow, someway. And I didn't care which one of them took me up on it. If Martin didn't make his move on me, then I might have ended up fucking Chris or Seth soon enough.
While we swam around in the water and proceeded to jump off the ledge a couple more times each, it started to rain heavily, which only made the water more enjoyable to be in. I stopped making any effort to keep my boobs below the water level, and by the time we were getting out of the water, all three of them felt comfortable enough simply looking straight at my body, rather than making quick glances. When the rain let up, we decided it was time to get out of the water and go back to camp to make dinner. I let them check me out one last time as I put on my clothes that were soaking wet from all the rain, and I felt disappointed to be dressed again.
Having been naked in front of each other only moments ago, I wondered if the boys would change clothes out in the open or go into a tent one-by-one. I certainly liked the idea of getting naked in front of them one last time. And we would definitely have to go swimming together the next day.
When we got back to the campsite, my jaw dropped at what I saw. My bag was soaking wet, because, like an idiot, I had forgotten to put it in one of the tents. The rain had drenched it, and it was even sitting in a low spot on the ground, where a small puddle of water had built up around it.
"Oh. That's not not good," Seth said. "Way not good."
They each tried to remain calm, but couldn't help laughing as I picked it up and inspected it in horror. I thought it was a bit funny too, but now I was stuck with wet clothes for the rest of the night!
"It's okay," Seth said. "It's not raining anymore. And I have some firewood in the car. Not much, but we can maybe get your clothes dry."
But even if we dried them, they were partially muddy and disgusting. I really needed to learn how to camp.
On the other hand, having only wet clothes gave me a good excuse to take them off again...
They boys changed into their clothes, using the cover of the tents. Even after Seth got the fire going, and Martin and Chris helped me spread all my clothes out on the chairs we had, there wasn't much warmth spreading from it to help them dry. We only had six tiny logs that would soon burn out, and as we sat on the blankets spread across the ground, the night set in and I started to feel pretty cold. Of course, I exaggerated how cold I was, and I scooted closer to Martin, pretending to shiver. None of them thought to offer me any spare clothes to wear. Instead, Martin just said, "Don't worry. Your clothes will be dry soon enough."
"They're barely drying," I said. "And they smell like mud now."
"That's camping."
Every couple of minutes, I mentioned something about feeling cold or my clothes not drying. I think I was hoping one of them would jokingly suggest I take my wet clothes off and let my skin dry by the fire, but instead they became more and more reactionless to my complaints. Each time I thought about making a move, my heart started pounding, and one of them would start talking about something else.
Finally, when the right moment of silence came around, I said, "Do you have a towel?"
"Yeah," Seth said. "Why?"
"I'm gonna dry off. You guys have already seen me naked. It's not a big deal."
I pulled each article of clothing off without the slightest hesitation, and none of them protested. They obviously wanted to get a view of my body again, and once I was naked, the excitement made my pussy start to tingle. Seth gave me a towel and mentioned I could wear some of his clothes if I wanted, the tone in his voice quite hesitant, but I said, "No. I don't want to wear stupid guy clothes."
I kept the towel draped around my back, barely covering any of my front. After I dried my back and hair, I took a corner of the towel and started rubbing my legs with it. All three of the guys tried to keep up normal conversation, even though everyone was wondering the same thing: 'where is this going to lead?' Each time there was a pause in conversation, it lasted a little longer than the last.
By now, I was rubbing my thighs and upper body with the towel, then eventually started using my hands. Even after my skin was totally dry, I kept it up. I rubbed my hands across my tits a few times, and they all stopped talking for a moment to stare at me. I was so close to Martin I could see that he was getting an erection under his shorts. Having them feast their eyes on me now, when there wasn't much of a reason to be naked, was incredibly thrilling. Blood was surging to my pussy, and I had a deep desire to move my hands below my waist and start fingering myself. I looked at Martin with the same devilish smile I had given him at the lake.
He smiled awkwardly. "What?"
"Nothing."
There was a long pause from everyone.
"I need my lotion," I said. I flung the towel back and slowly rose up to fetch my bag, giving them a full view of my ass. When I sat back down, I leaned so close to Martin, my tits came within one foot of his face. He definitely saw every detail of my rock hard nipples, and the bulge in his pants grew bigger.
When I started rubbing lotion on myself, their conversation almost died completely. Finally, Chris broke the tension a bit, saying, "This has turned into a bit of a—show here, hasn't it?"
"Yeah," I said. That's what I wanted, to put on a show for them and make them desire me so much that one of them couldn't resist making a move on me. Or did I want more?"I feel a bit awkward, honestly. Being the only one here that's naked."
"I said you could wear my clothes," Seth said.
"Yeah. Or you boys could join me like this."
None of them wanted to make the first move for a moment, until Martin said, "You want us all naked?" His voice nearly cracked.
"This is how you truly appreciate nature, boys. And the fire feels so good on my skin. You better hurry before it burns out."
"Fine" Martin said. "I'll join you. Nudism is awesome."
"Thanks."
I urged Seth and Chris to do the same. They still were hesitant, probably because they didn't want to seem overly horny or like they expected anything to happen between us.
I still wasn't sure what I was doing or if I wanted it to happen, but I said, "It's fine guys. We were like this in the lake." And with that, they said "okay" and took off their clothes. My entire body was warm, but not because of the dwindling fire. I was burning with horniness from the inside, my heart rapidly beating and adrenaline pumping.
I went back to applying lotion while glancing at their semi-hard cocks. Each time I looked up at Martin, I smiled and hummed a tone of approval. No one knew what to say, and the tension was becoming unbearable. There was an obvious vibe of sensuality swirling around us, but no one dared to push us into that first moment of passion, so they simply stared at my body. I was feeling so beautiful and desirable in that moment, knowing that Martin would probably soon be fucking me as the last embers of the campfire crackled out and the moonlight remained bright above us. I had been thinking that Chris and Seth would enjoy watching, but now I had gotten them to strip naked too, both with semi-hard cocks. I couldn't leave them semi-satisfied could I?
Thinking about having them each take turns cumming inside me made my pussy get dripping wet, but none of them seemed to notice. I rubbed another palm full of lotion on my body more intensely, focusing on my breasts, and breathed deeply. Finally Martin broke the silence and quietly asked, "Do you want some lotion on your back? ...I can put some on you back."
"Okay," I said, almost stammering. I turned around and scooted all the way into Martin's space, until I could feel his cock pressing against my lower back. The first sensation of him touching me at the top of the shoulders sent a shimmer through my body, and I had to lightly moan. "Feels good," I said.
He applied two palms of lotion in circular motion all over my back, going slowly. I leaned further back, so that he had to press into my back to keep me up. After the lotion was fully rubbed in, he kept massaging me, moving his hands to my sides and eventually around to my stomach. I could feel his cock getting fully erect now. I turned to look at Chris and Seth behind us. I was hoping to catch them masturbating, but they were only staring, held in as much of a daze as I was. Maybe they were wondering if they would have permission to join us.
"Come help, boys," I said to them. "I want you all to massage me."
They began crawling toward me, then I lay all the way down, and soon all three of them were on their knees, towering over me, massaging my legs, arms, and torso. All I could see were three lower bodies. Each of them were completely hairless from the neck down, which looked a bit peculiar next to me, as I was sporting a fully grown bush at the time. Indeed, I felt like a queen among her three young servants in that moment. All three of them had grown rock hard, with semen dripping from the tips of their cocks. Seeing that made my pussy burn with desire, and I couldn't wait for them any longer.
I pushed one leg against someone's knee. I didn't even know who it was; I just wanted whoever that was to step over my leg, so that he was positioned between my open legs while massaging me. I pushed firmly against him, while moving the other leg away, and he got the hint—brought his dripping cock over my belly as he massaged my breasts and leaned forward. Only then did I see it was Martin who would first enter me. I grabbed his arms and pulled him into kissing me. I felt his cock slide right in, and with so much tension built up in me I exploded into an orgasm instantly.
"Oh yes," I said, shattering the thick silence among us.
Finally, the vibe between us had shifted to something purely sexual—the boys each knowing they had full permission to do everything to my body that their instincts urged them to do. Martin thrust himself into me. Another lowered his cock closer to my lips, and I began to suck it with lust, while jacking off the cock hovering over my other side. Complete nirvana. My primal being lit up, in the wilderness, being fucked by multiple men. I wanted everything they wanted to give me—and more.
"Yeah," I raved, from the back of my throat. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder."
And he did. I wanted Martin to stir up the liveliness of the forest with the noise of him pounding into me. I bit my lip and moaned while he fucked me into another, more fully fleshed out orgasm.
Then the rotations began. All three of them took turns on my pussy for a few minutes, each trying to make me moan the loudest, while I lay there on the thin blanket, building up a layer of sweat. The fire had dwindled so much that each of them were vague bodies lit by an orange glow. I didn't know who was fucking me or whose cock was in my mouth. I didn't care. They each were able to have as much of my pussy or mouth as they wanted to have that night. I would have let them take me in the ass if any of them had initiated it, but they left that alone for the night. I was never moved from my flat position on the blanket, while each of them maneuvered around me, fucking me, rubbing my moist and oily chest.
And finally, the first one of them peaked, letting loose a hot stream of jizz on my tits. It was so dark now that the other two didn't seem to notice, and they kept on with their motions inside my pussy and mouth, while he rubbed his semen into my chest. Soon enough, the smell spread across us, and that seemed to trigger the guy I was sucking off. Without warning, a wave of cum shot into my mouth, and I pulled my head back in reaction, though I wanted his cum in my mouth. I tried to catch his dick in my mouth before it was too late. Half his load spewed out onto my cheeks and dripped down my chin, then I started sucking his cock again and devoured the last half of what he had. I rubbed the rest of it into my skin, tasting a few more samples of it while the third guy pounded my pussy.
By the light of the moon, I began to realize Martin was the last one to hold out, which delighted me. His rhythms and stamina were enough to give me one last orgasm before he also gave in and jizzed on my stomach and vulva. I was covered from head to toe in their seed and still horny, wishing this had been a trip with a few more guy friends tagging along—a true cumslut I was that night. I laid my head back for a moment, while we relaxed and caught our breath. With such arousal, I could hear the waterfall trickling at the bottom of the hill, and I suggested we go down there for a rinse off.
The night was fueled by electric air and the soft honey smells of spring being ushered in—the time for wild mating, followed by pair bonding. But I didn't yet feel I had finished with the wild mating part of the season. The weekend wasn't over. And maybe another camping trip would have to be suggested after this one.
Yes, I claimed I wasn't the kind of girl who feels comfortable around lots of guys at once. But I am now.
"How do you have so much time to get into all these hobbies?" I asked him one day.
"Well...never having a girlfriend, I guess," he laughed.
"Aw. You could totally have one if you wanted," I said, in a slightly flirty tone.
"Eh. Maybe one day."
Either he didn't get that I was throwing him hints all the time, or he had decided not to ask me out.
I knew I wasn't the perkiest, most gorgeous girl in any of his classes, but I had plenty going for both my looks and personality. I was a bit wide, but had tight and tanned skin, not a single pudge or roll anywhere, and each one of the many guys I had dated up to that point in my life, had complimented my body. Maybe he thought he didn't have a shot with me, as I was usually considered a party girl, and most of my friends were in fraternities and sororities. Or maybe he was completely uninterested in me from the moment we met. Whatever the case, I had to find out.
I decided to be a lot more forward with him in our after-class conversations, so I asked several questions about his recent spring break camping trip, while mentioning that I would like to see the amazing spots that he and his friends went to. Finally he said he would let me know the next time they were going. And within a week, a camping trip between him and his friends just happened to pop up, which made me wonder if he had run back to his friends and arranged a camping trip just to invite me along. Maybe they happened to go camping all the time once it started warming up outside. Either way, this weekend was going to be my shot with Martin. I usually wasn't the type of girl to initiate things with a guy, and I definitely wasn't the kind of girl to throw herself in with a mix of guys. I usually needed a gal pal with me to get me through something like this. But for this one chance to hang out with Martin, I decided to throw out all my inhibitions and be more forward than I had been before.
We set out with his two friends, Seth and Chris, for a Friday night stay in the best spot they knew of—not some boring and regulated camping spot. Apparently Seth knew of a place deep in the woods with the purest river and the best sights of valleys that Tennessee had to offer. It was quite a drive away, and so exclusive that Seth hadn't even taken Chris and Martin to this spot yet. I was excited to be venturing further into nature than I probably ever had, and they all seemed to be quite excited to have a girl coming along on their trip for once.
Maybe this wasn't the first time a girl had come with them, though. Seth and Chris were confident and charismatic guys who had no trouble introducing themselves to me, though they didn't mention any girlfriends or tell any stories with girls in the mix. Both of them had solid black hair. Chris was as thin as Martin, while Seth was a huskier guy with a thick beard and hair long enough to be tied back—much longer than my neck-length hair.
We drove out to a recreational fishing lake, where the river first split off and began its slow decline down the hills. From there, we drove along some old, unused railroad tracks for a few minutes, then took a hidden trail in the woods that led down a slight incline and opened up into a small area where the trees had been cleared out. Indeed, this was an awesome spot for camping by the riverside. After we took everything out of the SUV and set up two tents, Seth took us on a tour around the area, and we ended up at the bottom of a large ravine, where the river poured out from a 15-foot overhang onto some rocks flat rocks.
"This is where we can shower," Seth said. "We're actually close to the campsite from here. It's five minutes up that way."
It had started sprinkling as we were walking, and by then my clothes were getting moist. As I looked at the small lake under the waterfall, I had the urge to get out of my wet clothing. I hadn't come this far with three guys only to not push them into doing the same. "Can we swim here too?" I asked. "The water looks pretty deep."
"It's probably about six feet deep," Seth said. "This is a good place to swim, but, I don't have a swimsuit."
"So?" I looked at them and smiled. Their faces had looks of hesitation all around. "Haven't you boys ever gone for a swim au naturel?"
"You mean, like, no clothes?" Martin laughed nervously.
"Yeah." I put my bag down, but they didn't react, and their hesitations were starting to make me nervous. So I took the more sensible approach. "I'll go in first, if you all turn around."
They obliged, and while I took my clothes off I wondered what the hell I was even doing wanting to get naked in front of three guys. I wasn't trying to hook up with Martin on the trip or anything. I just wanted us to finish out the weekend on more flirtatious grounds, so maybe skinny dipping together would get the ball rolling. After I got in the water, I paid them the same respect, and they hurried in. For a while we sat in the shallow area by the bank and adjusted to the chilly temperature, our bodies hidden by the murkiness of the water.
Once we warmed up again, we were talking and laughing more than we had been with clothes on. The thrill of being naked around each other was getting to us. I noticed all three of them trying to get a peak at my boobs every time I adjusted my posture and brought my chest closer to the surface of the water. Each time I moved, I brought myself slightly further up the bank, until the upper curve of my tits was slightly above the surface, and they each glanced in my direction every three seconds. I wondered if any of them had a boner—probably not, since the water was pretty cold. Or maybe at least one of them was starting to jerk off? Chris had definitely grown more quiet than his usual self.
They didn't seem to notice that I was playing with myself by then, lightly at first, but eventually I was rubbing myself hard with my right hand, while keeping my left hand above the water to casually stroke my hair. I made eye contact with Martin a few times and gave him a very slight, devilish smile.
But he reacted cluelessly. "What?" he said.
"Nothing," I said. Then I bit my lower lip, like I was holding back a moan. I actually had to pace myself so that I didn't break out into an orgasm right in front of them! While Martin and I were still looking at each other, I moved my body up the bank once again, this time revealing my nipples to him for a split second, then settling back under the water.
I saw his eyebrows pop up, but he remained calm.
"Hey, I dare someone to get out and jump in from the ledge up there," I said. As I pointed at it, I let my boob slip out of the water for Martin to see again.
They looked at each other, but no one volunteered to go. "If all three of you go, I'll go."
"Fuck it. I'll do it!" Seth shouted. He sprang out of the water, keeping his hands between his legs as he moved around the lake and climbed up the rocks.
"Oh, come on!" I yelled. "Don't be scared to show us!"
"I will if you will."
"Okay."
When he got to the top he spread his hands out wide, and both the guys looked away while I gave him a big cheer of approval, then he jumped in.
"I lied," I said. "I'll only do that if all three of you do."
So both Chris and Martin did the same as Seth, crawling to the top of the ledge and spreading their hands out. In all honesty, Martin seemed to have the biggest dick of the three of them.
"You guys act like this is such a big deal," I said, when it was my turn to go up. When I got out of the water, I didn't make any effort to cover myself while crawling up the rocks. I couldn't have anyways, since I needed both hands to do that and at least one hand to keep my balance.
"There we go!" Seth yelled.
Once I was at the top, I stood there for a while, making several fabulous gestures with my hands and legs. I turned around and wiggled my ass, to much vocal approval from all three of them. Showing off my body from the top of a ledge was making me horny as hell! I decided right then and there that I had to get laid before the camping trip was over, somehow, someway. And I didn't care which one of them took me up on it. If Martin didn't make his move on me, then I might have ended up fucking Chris or Seth soon enough.
While we swam around in the water and proceeded to jump off the ledge a couple more times each, it started to rain heavily, which only made the water more enjoyable to be in. I stopped making any effort to keep my boobs below the water level, and by the time we were getting out of the water, all three of them felt comfortable enough simply looking straight at my body, rather than making quick glances. When the rain let up, we decided it was time to get out of the water and go back to camp to make dinner. I let them check me out one last time as I put on my clothes that were soaking wet from all the rain, and I felt disappointed to be dressed again.
Having been naked in front of each other only moments ago, I wondered if the boys would change clothes out in the open or go into a tent one-by-one. I certainly liked the idea of getting naked in front of them one last time. And we would definitely have to go swimming together the next day.
When we got back to the campsite, my jaw dropped at what I saw. My bag was soaking wet, because, like an idiot, I had forgotten to put it in one of the tents. The rain had drenched it, and it was even sitting in a low spot on the ground, where a small puddle of water had built up around it.
"Oh. That's not not good," Seth said. "Way not good."
They each tried to remain calm, but couldn't help laughing as I picked it up and inspected it in horror. I thought it was a bit funny too, but now I was stuck with wet clothes for the rest of the night!
"It's okay," Seth said. "It's not raining anymore. And I have some firewood in the car. Not much, but we can maybe get your clothes dry."
But even if we dried them, they were partially muddy and disgusting. I really needed to learn how to camp.
On the other hand, having only wet clothes gave me a good excuse to take them off again...
They boys changed into their clothes, using the cover of the tents. Even after Seth got the fire going, and Martin and Chris helped me spread all my clothes out on the chairs we had, there wasn't much warmth spreading from it to help them dry. We only had six tiny logs that would soon burn out, and as we sat on the blankets spread across the ground, the night set in and I started to feel pretty cold. Of course, I exaggerated how cold I was, and I scooted closer to Martin, pretending to shiver. None of them thought to offer me any spare clothes to wear. Instead, Martin just said, "Don't worry. Your clothes will be dry soon enough."
"They're barely drying," I said. "And they smell like mud now."
"That's camping."
Every couple of minutes, I mentioned something about feeling cold or my clothes not drying. I think I was hoping one of them would jokingly suggest I take my wet clothes off and let my skin dry by the fire, but instead they became more and more reactionless to my complaints. Each time I thought about making a move, my heart started pounding, and one of them would start talking about something else.
Finally, when the right moment of silence came around, I said, "Do you have a towel?"
"Yeah," Seth said. "Why?"
"I'm gonna dry off. You guys have already seen me naked. It's not a big deal."
I pulled each article of clothing off without the slightest hesitation, and none of them protested. They obviously wanted to get a view of my body again, and once I was naked, the excitement made my pussy start to tingle. Seth gave me a towel and mentioned I could wear some of his clothes if I wanted, the tone in his voice quite hesitant, but I said, "No. I don't want to wear stupid guy clothes."
I kept the towel draped around my back, barely covering any of my front. After I dried my back and hair, I took a corner of the towel and started rubbing my legs with it. All three of the guys tried to keep up normal conversation, even though everyone was wondering the same thing: 'where is this going to lead?' Each time there was a pause in conversation, it lasted a little longer than the last.
By now, I was rubbing my thighs and upper body with the towel, then eventually started using my hands. Even after my skin was totally dry, I kept it up. I rubbed my hands across my tits a few times, and they all stopped talking for a moment to stare at me. I was so close to Martin I could see that he was getting an erection under his shorts. Having them feast their eyes on me now, when there wasn't much of a reason to be naked, was incredibly thrilling. Blood was surging to my pussy, and I had a deep desire to move my hands below my waist and start fingering myself. I looked at Martin with the same devilish smile I had given him at the lake.
He smiled awkwardly. "What?"
"Nothing."
There was a long pause from everyone.
"I need my lotion," I said. I flung the towel back and slowly rose up to fetch my bag, giving them a full view of my ass. When I sat back down, I leaned so close to Martin, my tits came within one foot of his face. He definitely saw every detail of my rock hard nipples, and the bulge in his pants grew bigger.
When I started rubbing lotion on myself, their conversation almost died completely. Finally, Chris broke the tension a bit, saying, "This has turned into a bit of a—show here, hasn't it?"
"Yeah," I said. That's what I wanted, to put on a show for them and make them desire me so much that one of them couldn't resist making a move on me. Or did I want more?"I feel a bit awkward, honestly. Being the only one here that's naked."
"I said you could wear my clothes," Seth said.
"Yeah. Or you boys could join me like this."
None of them wanted to make the first move for a moment, until Martin said, "You want us all naked?" His voice nearly cracked.
"This is how you truly appreciate nature, boys. And the fire feels so good on my skin. You better hurry before it burns out."
"Fine" Martin said. "I'll join you. Nudism is awesome."
"Thanks."
I urged Seth and Chris to do the same. They still were hesitant, probably because they didn't want to seem overly horny or like they expected anything to happen between us.
I still wasn't sure what I was doing or if I wanted it to happen, but I said, "It's fine guys. We were like this in the lake." And with that, they said "okay" and took off their clothes. My entire body was warm, but not because of the dwindling fire. I was burning with horniness from the inside, my heart rapidly beating and adrenaline pumping.
I went back to applying lotion while glancing at their semi-hard cocks. Each time I looked up at Martin, I smiled and hummed a tone of approval. No one knew what to say, and the tension was becoming unbearable. There was an obvious vibe of sensuality swirling around us, but no one dared to push us into that first moment of passion, so they simply stared at my body. I was feeling so beautiful and desirable in that moment, knowing that Martin would probably soon be fucking me as the last embers of the campfire crackled out and the moonlight remained bright above us. I had been thinking that Chris and Seth would enjoy watching, but now I had gotten them to strip naked too, both with semi-hard cocks. I couldn't leave them semi-satisfied could I?
Thinking about having them each take turns cumming inside me made my pussy get dripping wet, but none of them seemed to notice. I rubbed another palm full of lotion on my body more intensely, focusing on my breasts, and breathed deeply. Finally Martin broke the silence and quietly asked, "Do you want some lotion on your back? ...I can put some on you back."
"Okay," I said, almost stammering. I turned around and scooted all the way into Martin's space, until I could feel his cock pressing against my lower back. The first sensation of him touching me at the top of the shoulders sent a shimmer through my body, and I had to lightly moan. "Feels good," I said.
He applied two palms of lotion in circular motion all over my back, going slowly. I leaned further back, so that he had to press into my back to keep me up. After the lotion was fully rubbed in, he kept massaging me, moving his hands to my sides and eventually around to my stomach. I could feel his cock getting fully erect now. I turned to look at Chris and Seth behind us. I was hoping to catch them masturbating, but they were only staring, held in as much of a daze as I was. Maybe they were wondering if they would have permission to join us.
"Come help, boys," I said to them. "I want you all to massage me."
They began crawling toward me, then I lay all the way down, and soon all three of them were on their knees, towering over me, massaging my legs, arms, and torso. All I could see were three lower bodies. Each of them were completely hairless from the neck down, which looked a bit peculiar next to me, as I was sporting a fully grown bush at the time. Indeed, I felt like a queen among her three young servants in that moment. All three of them had grown rock hard, with semen dripping from the tips of their cocks. Seeing that made my pussy burn with desire, and I couldn't wait for them any longer.
I pushed one leg against someone's knee. I didn't even know who it was; I just wanted whoever that was to step over my leg, so that he was positioned between my open legs while massaging me. I pushed firmly against him, while moving the other leg away, and he got the hint—brought his dripping cock over my belly as he massaged my breasts and leaned forward. Only then did I see it was Martin who would first enter me. I grabbed his arms and pulled him into kissing me. I felt his cock slide right in, and with so much tension built up in me I exploded into an orgasm instantly.
"Oh yes," I said, shattering the thick silence among us.
Finally, the vibe between us had shifted to something purely sexual—the boys each knowing they had full permission to do everything to my body that their instincts urged them to do. Martin thrust himself into me. Another lowered his cock closer to my lips, and I began to suck it with lust, while jacking off the cock hovering over my other side. Complete nirvana. My primal being lit up, in the wilderness, being fucked by multiple men. I wanted everything they wanted to give me—and more.
"Yeah," I raved, from the back of my throat. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder."
And he did. I wanted Martin to stir up the liveliness of the forest with the noise of him pounding into me. I bit my lip and moaned while he fucked me into another, more fully fleshed out orgasm.
Then the rotations began. All three of them took turns on my pussy for a few minutes, each trying to make me moan the loudest, while I lay there on the thin blanket, building up a layer of sweat. The fire had dwindled so much that each of them were vague bodies lit by an orange glow. I didn't know who was fucking me or whose cock was in my mouth. I didn't care. They each were able to have as much of my pussy or mouth as they wanted to have that night. I would have let them take me in the ass if any of them had initiated it, but they left that alone for the night. I was never moved from my flat position on the blanket, while each of them maneuvered around me, fucking me, rubbing my moist and oily chest.
And finally, the first one of them peaked, letting loose a hot stream of jizz on my tits. It was so dark now that the other two didn't seem to notice, and they kept on with their motions inside my pussy and mouth, while he rubbed his semen into my chest. Soon enough, the smell spread across us, and that seemed to trigger the guy I was sucking off. Without warning, a wave of cum shot into my mouth, and I pulled my head back in reaction, though I wanted his cum in my mouth. I tried to catch his dick in my mouth before it was too late. Half his load spewed out onto my cheeks and dripped down my chin, then I started sucking his cock again and devoured the last half of what he had. I rubbed the rest of it into my skin, tasting a few more samples of it while the third guy pounded my pussy.
By the light of the moon, I began to realize Martin was the last one to hold out, which delighted me. His rhythms and stamina were enough to give me one last orgasm before he also gave in and jizzed on my stomach and vulva. I was covered from head to toe in their seed and still horny, wishing this had been a trip with a few more guy friends tagging along—a true cumslut I was that night. I laid my head back for a moment, while we relaxed and caught our breath. With such arousal, I could hear the waterfall trickling at the bottom of the hill, and I suggested we go down there for a rinse off.
The night was fueled by electric air and the soft honey smells of spring being ushered in—the time for wild mating, followed by pair bonding. But I didn't yet feel I had finished with the wild mating part of the season. The weekend wasn't over. And maybe another camping trip would have to be suggested after this one.
Yes, I claimed I wasn't the kind of girl who feels comfortable around lots of guys at once. But I am now.
Ofelia
- 06.03.2021
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