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He Invited Me To Fuck His Wife
It was long ago when I was in my mid 20s. I had gone on a beach camping trip with a group of friends. We went to a place called San Felipe which is a fishing village at the northern tip of the Gulf of Baja. That Northern end of the gulf has some unbelievably large tide movements, which could partially account for the way the sand dunes seem to be in three distinct terraces. We were on our fourth day, and had observed those crazy tides. We even tried to warn the smart ass who drove his fancy 4 Wheel Dr. pickup truck, with the deluxe camper shell, down on to the beach. We told him he shouldn't camp there. We explained that it was low tide, and yes it looked like an awesome place now, but during the middle of the night, the exact spot where he had his camper parked was going to be about 15 feet underwater at the peak of high tide. The guy must've thought we were trying to talk him out of the best camping spot so we could take it for ourselves. In the middle of the night, his screams to help him save his truck fell on deaf ears, and by sunrise his fancy rig was nowhere to be seen. As the tide swept back out, it slowly revealed the upper half of his camper shell, still attached to the beautiful truck which was now submerged in sand.
That's the reason we, like most everyone else, were camped on the middle level of the dunes. There weren't many facilities where we were at that time in Mexico, but this place had some crude showers, and a couple of nasty bathrooms up on the third level, or terrace of dunes. They were across the dirt road we came in on, and about a half mile from where we were camping. One afternoon I just really felt like getting the three days of salt water and sand washed off my body, so I took off on a walk up to the showers. I more or less followed a trail because the showers couldn't be seen from where we were camping and I had never been to them before. At that time, there were no organized campsites down where we were, but there were some areas that were obviously nicer places to park your car and set up tents. Those places would fill up first on a fourth of July weekend such as it was. We got there early enough, and had one of those nice spots. About a dozen of us in all made the trip together. Late comers would have to park their cars, and then walk off into the rolling dunes to find themselves a place of privacy. Over time, people walking from all the various areas to those horrible bathrooms, and crude showers had etched these foot paths in the sand that were discernible as trails, and that's what I was following on my first trip to the shower. It was a long and winding trail, but I eventually got there.
It looked to me like maybe once a week, a fresh water truck from the Village of San Felipe would come out there and fill and old rusty tank that fed some pipes by gravity to three shower heads down 10 or 15 feet below. There was no enclosure, so you just stood there in the open and washed yourself with water heated only by the sun.
It still felt good to get semi clean, and I was happy camper again. Walking just a few feet up to the top a nearby sand dune, I was able to look down toward our camping area and I realized there was nothing keeping me from walking in a straight line back to camp, and it would be only about half the distance I traveled coming uphill.
I assume that the winds must rearrange those dunes all the time, but I know there were small low spots all over that were surrounded by dunes that were 10 to 15 feet higher making the low spots fairly protected from the wind. Because of that protection, that's where many people would set up their tents. My straight- line walk back to our camp took me near a number of these sheltered spots. Because of the rolling nature of the dunes, you usually couldn't see one campsite from another one, until you were almost on top of it. About a third of the way back down the hill, I came out of one low area and climbed to the top of the next dune. I stopped there to catch my breath for a moment and regain my bearings toward my campsite.
The low area directly between me and my temporary home, had a small, two person tent set up at the very bottom. A guy around my age, or possibly a little older was standing near the open end of the tent. I could quickly see that without making a very long hike around the top of the dunes, I was going to need to walk right through this guys campsite. I waved to him and shouted down, "Is it okay if I walk through your campsite on my way back to mine?" Instead of answering me immediately, he Stuck his head inside the partially zipped flap of the tent, and appeared to be talking with someone. Just a moment later he stood back up and waved for me to come on down the dune saying, “No problem, it's fine with us, come on down." I proceeded down the steep sand while thanking him for letting me take the shortcut. When I reached the flat area, I was no more than 10 paces from his tent, and still walking toward it. He was a nice- looking guy, and like myself, he was only wearing swim trunks and flip-flop sandals. He had a big smile on his face as I got within a few feet of his tent. That's when he blew my mind!
With no, "Please excuse me", or preliminary set up of any kind, this total stranger asked me out of the clear blue, "Would you like to fuck my wife?" I had no idea what to say to him, or even if he was serious with his question.
I suppose I was stammering as I tried to figure out what was going on, but by then I was right beside him and he was still smiling when he told me he was serious, and that he wanted to share his wife with me. As the words, share my wife came out of his mouth, he pulled open the flap which covered the entire front of their small tent. Reclining inside on top of a sleeping bag, and a pile of pillows, was a gorgeous, blue-eyed, blond woman who was maybe 24 years old, and completely naked. She was also smiling ear to ear when she said something on the order of, “It's okay, we do this once in a while to spice things up. Would you like to fuck me?"
Coming from her, it was an offer I couldn't refuse. I told them straight up that I had never done something like this before, so I didn't have a clue what to do. The blonde was doing all the talking at that point, and she told me that I didn't need to know anything. She said all I had to do was take off my swim trunks, and join her in the tent.
I dropped my swimsuit at the front entrance and crawled inside on my hands and knees because the tent wasn't high enough for me to stand up. As soon as I was through the flap, I was within inches of the large breasted blonde, because the tent was that small. She was still lying on her side propped up on one elbow. When I was right beside her, I was able to raise my head up so that my body was vertical and my head just touching the top of the tent with me on my knees. My cock was hard as steel like any 20 something-year-old guy would be in that situation, and it was sticking straight out just above her eye level.
Without another word spoken, the pretty blonde cupped my balls with one hand and pushed herself up enough to engulf my cock with her hot mouth. She obviously had no gag reflex because even though I don't have a huge cock, it isn't small by any means. You may have seen it in our videos, and this blonde stranger was the first woman I ever experienced who could Deep Throat my entire length. Her husband was beginning to play cheerleader as she pushed the head of my cock partway down her throat until my balls pressed against her chin. I had always loved blowjobs, but I had never felt something like that before. Without any conscious thought, I guess I was instinctively beginning to move my hips a little to the awesome feeling I was experiencing.
I had forgotten about her husband watching us from 3 feet away until he started cheering me on, saying stuff like,
"Yeah man, she's loving it! Fuck her face till her eyes water! Make her gag on your cock!" With his enthusiastic instructions, my apprehension began to fade, and I started moving my hips with longer strokes. It soon became apparent that I was too timid for either of their tastes, because he started becoming more demanding that I fuck her face harder, and she grabbed both my hands to put them on the back of her head. Still with her hands on top of mine, she started making my hands pull her head into my pelvis harder and harder. Now I got the idea what are they both wanted, so I wrapped my fingers into her long blonde hair and started slamming my cock down her throat. The harder I pulled the back of her head into each thrust of my hips, the more I could feel the swollen head of my cock stretching her throat. I'm not sure why some women enjoy that, but as she tried to catch her breath between strokes, she was feverishly masturbating and becoming so wet that her fingers were making sloshing sounds as she held her pussy wide open with one hand, and finger fucked herself with the other hand.
By then, her husband had lost his swim trunks as well, and then he moved inside the tent where he was only inches away from us. He was feverishly stroking his large cock, as he continued to cheerlead the hot sex he was watching. When I told her I was getting very close to cumming in her mouth, she actually picked up her pace.
It was her husband who told me to stop. My initial reaction was disappointment because I could tell my balls were full of cum from this unusual kind of arousal, and my first time face fucking a woman. I wanted to unload my balls in her mouth urgently, and then I find out he's not going to let me cum. At least that's what I thought for the first few moments after he told me to stop. The horny husband cleared up that misunderstanding quickly when he said, "Don't cum yet. You have to fuck her first. I want to watch you give her a big cream pie.Then It's my turn. while I'm doing my thing, she can suck your cock again. If you can cum again after fucking her, that one can be in her mouth." His sexy wife slowly moved her head back until the throbbing head of my dick saw daylight again for the first time in several minutes. She could see all my muscles clenched tightly as I tried to fight back the orgasm that was only seconds from exploding in her mouth. A wide smile stretched across the blonde girls pretty face, revealing her perfect white teeth as she said, "That was close for you wasn't it?"
Still smiling, she said, “Hi, I’m Jamie, and it's a pleasure to meet you.”
She opened a small cooler that was on the other side of her, and handed me an ice cold can of Mexican beer. She got one for herself, and asked her husband if he wanted one. He declined and told her he was content for the moment, and would have something wet later. She told me it looked like I needed to take a little break so I could settle down, and told me to relax and drink my beer. She slowly sipped on hers but continued to keep her legs spread wide giving both her husband and I a beautiful close up view of her closely trimmed, and very wet pussy. She kept lightly stroking the very tip of her swollen clitoris, and purring like a kitten just to keep our interest up. Jamie's pink pussy looked so good that I finally asked if I could give her a hand. HIs sexy shared wife replied, “Please do." She further approved of my suggestion by spreading her legs wider when my hand moved to her dripping pussy. I lubricated my fingers with her juice, and then I began alternating between rolling her clit between my thumb and forefinger, or slipping my two middle fingers deep inside her cunt. The pattern of her breathing increased to shallow panting, and she began moving her hips to meet the thrusts of my fingers. Her horny husband was stroking his big cock faster than before, and we were all beginning to sweat heavily.
My friends back at camp, were never going to believe what was happening inside a small tent, under the Mexican, summer sun. All the nervousness I felt in the beginning was gone by that time, and I was positive they were both into this for the sexual excitement, and weren't setting me up as their next ax murder victim. With my new level of comfort, and my confidence building, I decided to take the lead and see how things went. The way Jamie was breathing more heavily, was causing her large tits to heave up and down as she laid on her back with her legs spread wide. She really had big beautiful tits, and after watching them rise and fall while I fingered her pussy,
I finally couldn't resist any longer. I leaned down to suck one of her large stiff nipples into my mouth, and began swirling the tip of my tongue in circles around it. The slutty blonde started moaning like a lusty whore, and that's when her husband gave me a piece of inside information about his sexy wife. He told me she had always believed there is a direct nerve connection between her nipples and her pussy, and that what I was doing would drive her wild. It certainly seemed to be working, and I was getting bolder by the moment. I moved across her chest to suck on the nipple furthest from me. We were both drenched in sweat by then, but luckily we were both fresh and clean, so it added a level of nastiness to the forbidden excitement taking place. As I moved from her left nipple to her right breast, my chin dragged through a puddle of sweat collecting in the hollow between her big tits. My cock was so rigid that I was careful not to bump it against any hard surface for fear it might shatter. At least that's the way it felt. It was time to test her limits a little, so as I sucked her right nipple into my lips, I bit down on it with enough force to be mildly painful. With that pain distracting her momentarily, I withdrew the two middle fingers of my left-hand from her slippery pussy, and moved them down an inch to locate her slippery, juice covered asshole.
I comforted her nipple with a few soft licks, then gave it one more painful nip with my teeth as I simultaneously slid, my left thumb into her pussy, replacing the two fingers, and plunged the two slippery fingers, two knuckles deep into her asshole. Jamie squealed, and shouted, "Oh God, Are you trying to own me?" They may have played with other strangers before, but at least I think I did something original with that move because her husband stopped stroking his cock for a second and said, "Damn Honey! He's got you like he's holding a fucking bowling ball!"
After a few seconds of finger fucking both holes at the same time, Jamie was having her first orgasm and begging me to fuck her. I happily granted her wish and moved between her legs. Her husband's cock was bigger than mine but the sound she made when I first penetrated her told me it was okay. She was enjoying mine just fine. I gave her a decent fucking, although I knew I wasn't going to last for very long. The whole scene was far too stimulating for that to happen. This had all happened so quickly that we hadn’t had time for a discussion about any rules, or boundaries that I should respect. I found one boundary that I actually thought was a little strange. At least the way Jamie phrased it to me seemed strange. She had sucked my cock, and let me push it halfway to her lungs. She invited me to ram my fingers into her hole, and talked to me like a horny slut when I finger fucked her asshole, then literally begged me to fuck her, but with me banging away in missionary position I leaned down to kiss her and she turned her face away so I couldn't. When I asked her what was wrong, she said," I don't do that. It's too intimate to do with a stranger." I guess I understand now that I'm older, but it sure seemed strange at that time! Like I said, there hadn't been time to discuss any rules, and no mention of condoms, so I wasn't wearing one. I had no idea what was expected of me, but there was one thing I was 100% positive of.
What I was sure of, was the fact that my balls were so full of cum they ached! I had already been out there camping for four days and hadn't masturbated even once. I also hadn't gotten laid for a week before the camping trip, and now I was so fucking horny, and so aroused by this entire experience of fucking an absolutely gorgeous stranger, that my balls were ready to explode. The mental video that kept playing in my head was a tape I had seen of Kilauea erupting violently, except in my fantasy, my hard cock had replaced Kilauea, and the hot lava pouring into her pussy was actually my huge, saved up load of cum. All of that hat was hot enough by itself, but I was fucking Jamie bareback, in front of someone, and the audience thing was something I've never done before, but to top it all off, that someone making up the audience was this woman's husband. I had always thought that the first time a husband caught me fucking his wife, he would try to kill me, not act like a cheerleader, urging me on to fuck her harder!
Anyway, the point I was getting to is that I knew I was packing a huge load of cum, and I was getting close to exploding. I was obviously fucking her bare back and didn't know what they wanted me to do. I said loud enough for them both to hear, "I'm gonna cum soon. Do you want me to shoot on your tits?", and I was going to go on and say, "or do you want me to pull out and cum in your mouth?” But I never got that sentence out, because her husband cut me off saying," Fuck no man! Cum in her pussy. Fill that whore up!" As he was saying that, Jamie wrapped her legs around the small of my back, then locked her ankles and pulled me deeper inside her pussy, begging me to keep fucking her, fuck her harder, cum deep in her pussy, give me all your hot cum! That's all I could take and I announced out loud, "Oh Fuck! I'm Cummin In Your Pussy!" When I said that, her husband who had moved up beside us, started jerking off his cock as fast as he could possibly move his hand. Until I made my announcement, my balls had been making a loud slapping noise against her sweat soaked ass cheeks, but as soon as I said I was going to cum in her, the sexy blue-eyed blonde tightened her leg lock and forced my cock so deep inside her that it felt like the head was pushing open her cervix. She pulled me in so deep that I couldn't continue stroking in and out anymore, but I didn't need to. She must have felt the first surge blast her insides by the huge moan she let out. It was one of those rare times when the first hard contraction of my balls sends a jet of hot semen up my shaft with such velocity, and pressure, that when it exits the head of my cock it's actually a little painful. The first blast is that powerful when it's a huge, saved up load like that one.
From Jamie's reaction, it must have felt like her womb had been hit with a fire hose full of spunk. I don't know if it was the physical feeling, or the mental stimulation but that first hot blast into her pussy caused her to cum again. We shared quite a memorable mutual orgasm, with Jamie’s powerful pussy spasms milking every last drop of cum out of my cock. I was so completely immersed in the experience of overflowing her cunt with my bucket of cum, and enjoying the fantastic sounds that a woman in ecstasy makes, that I hadn't even noticed her husband shooting his big load at the same time his sexy wife and I were cumming together.
As the throws of orgasm began to subside, I felt something very odd trickling down my ass crack. I turned my head to locate Jamies horny husband. When I saw where he had positioned himselfI, and how he was squeezing the last big drops of cum out the tip of his dick, I realized what I was feeling. As Jamie and I were cumming together, hubby got behind me and shot his load roughly aimed at my asshole. The sensation I felt was his huge load running down the crack of my ass, across my balls, and then into the open slit of his wife's pussy, where it mixed with her juice and mine. It was a very weird thought for me, but I have to admit it was pretty fucking hot. She held me inside her for probably two minutes or so as they talked about how hot that had been for them. When her husband said it was his turn, she released her leg lock and I began to withdraw my softening cock. I pulled out slowly, and when the head finally popped free from her tight pussy, the size of my load even shocked me.
The initial gush flooded out of her slightly open cunt, and ran quickly down her ass crack, then dripped into the substantial puddle of her husbands cum already forming a slick pearlescent pool on the waterproof sleeping bag. There would be some cleanup required.
And clean up there was! I was about to witness another first in my young life, and find out what her husband had meant when he refused the beer, saying he would get something wet later. I thought he had been excitedly waiting to fuck her after I did. The idea of sloppy seconds has always been a turn on for me, and I thought he was about to go for it, but what he had been waiting for was something that never crossed my mind until then. He dove headfirst between his gorgeous wife's legs, and started lapping the heavy flow of my cum still draining from Jamie’s pussy. Something changed for me in that moment. I was initially grossed out, but fascinated at same time. I honestly didn't want to look at what he was doing, but at the same time, I couldn't tear my eyes away as his tongue probed deep inside her hole, and then curled to draw out long, stretchy strings of my cum which he eagerly sucked into his mouth and swallowed. The mental aspect of this being done to her had obviously aroused the sluttiest thoughts hidden deep in the gorgeous blonde's sexuality, because within two minutes she was having her third orgasm.
It got pretty intense as the contractions ripped through her pelvis. Each strong vaginal contraction expelled globs of the cum she had forced me deposit so deep in her cunt by holding me that way with her legs. As each thick white blob was pumped out, her husband was waiting with his eager tongue ready to collect it, then swallow it with the rest. Her orgasm was beginning to taper off but there was still plenty of cum for hubby to clean up. He licked away at everything that was coating her pretty asshole, and still trickling down her crack. Then there was that huge puddle on the sleeping bag. What was he going to do with that? I couldn't take anymore of this disgusting sight.
I don't think they even noticed when I said thank you and told them I had to go. Slipping on my swim trunks outside the tent was difficult with all the sweat from Jamie and I, but what was especially weird for me, was all the sticky cum causing my ass cheeks to slip, and slide against each other in a way I hadn't experienced before.
Well at least there was one good thing. I knew the direct route back to the showers, even if it was uphill.
I could hear them still going at it as I made my way back up the sand dune, and for some reason it made me uncomfortable. I took off for the showers as fast as I could go. I couldn't wait to get all that disgusting stuff washed off my body. Minutes later, I was back at the showers. For the second time that day, I was alone up there when I pulled the chain releasing the lukewarm water. As the water rinsed away the salty sweat, I scrubbed away at my ass and inner thighs with my hand. It seemed like it was taking forever to remove the slipperiness of
the strange man's sperm that coated me. I kept silently repeating to myself, how utterly disgusting that last part had been. I was thinking about it almost obsessively when something undeniable dawned on me. One part of me, perhaps my upbringing, was telling me what I watched her husband doing, was sick and disgusting. But at the same time I was having those thoughts, they were in a major battle with something subconscious that was causing me to have a raging hard on. The more I pictured it in my mind, the more turned on I got until I finally gave into the lust and grabbed my hard cock. Standing there with the warm water trickling down, I jerked off like a madman, as I replayed every moment of him licking, and slurping my gigantic load of cum out of his beautiful wife's pussy. I've never known exactly why, but as my second load of cum that day, blasted into the evening air, something in me changed. Since then, eating cum from a hot, freshly fucked pussy has never been disgusting again.
It was long ago when I was in my mid 20s. I had gone on a beach camping trip with a group of friends. We went to a place called San Felipe which is a fishing village at the northern tip of the Gulf of Baja. That Northern end of the gulf has some unbelievably large tide movements, which could partially account for the way the sand dunes seem to be in three distinct terraces. We were on our fourth day, and had observed those crazy tides. We even tried to warn the smart ass who drove his fancy 4 Wheel Dr. pickup truck, with the deluxe camper shell, down on to the beach. We told him he shouldn't camp there. We explained that it was low tide, and yes it looked like an awesome place now, but during the middle of the night, the exact spot where he had his camper parked was going to be about 15 feet underwater at the peak of high tide. The guy must've thought we were trying to talk him out of the best camping spot so we could take it for ourselves. In the middle of the night, his screams to help him save his truck fell on deaf ears, and by sunrise his fancy rig was nowhere to be seen. As the tide swept back out, it slowly revealed the upper half of his camper shell, still attached to the beautiful truck which was now submerged in sand.
That's the reason we, like most everyone else, were camped on the middle level of the dunes. There weren't many facilities where we were at that time in Mexico, but this place had some crude showers, and a couple of nasty bathrooms up on the third level, or terrace of dunes. They were across the dirt road we came in on, and about a half mile from where we were camping. One afternoon I just really felt like getting the three days of salt water and sand washed off my body, so I took off on a walk up to the showers. I more or less followed a trail because the showers couldn't be seen from where we were camping and I had never been to them before. At that time, there were no organized campsites down where we were, but there were some areas that were obviously nicer places to park your car and set up tents. Those places would fill up first on a fourth of July weekend such as it was. We got there early enough, and had one of those nice spots. About a dozen of us in all made the trip together. Late comers would have to park their cars, and then walk off into the rolling dunes to find themselves a place of privacy. Over time, people walking from all the various areas to those horrible bathrooms, and crude showers had etched these foot paths in the sand that were discernible as trails, and that's what I was following on my first trip to the shower. It was a long and winding trail, but I eventually got there.
It looked to me like maybe once a week, a fresh water truck from the Village of San Felipe would come out there and fill and old rusty tank that fed some pipes by gravity to three shower heads down 10 or 15 feet below. There was no enclosure, so you just stood there in the open and washed yourself with water heated only by the sun.
It still felt good to get semi clean, and I was happy camper again. Walking just a few feet up to the top a nearby sand dune, I was able to look down toward our camping area and I realized there was nothing keeping me from walking in a straight line back to camp, and it would be only about half the distance I traveled coming uphill.
I assume that the winds must rearrange those dunes all the time, but I know there were small low spots all over that were surrounded by dunes that were 10 to 15 feet higher making the low spots fairly protected from the wind. Because of that protection, that's where many people would set up their tents. My straight- line walk back to our camp took me near a number of these sheltered spots. Because of the rolling nature of the dunes, you usually couldn't see one campsite from another one, until you were almost on top of it. About a third of the way back down the hill, I came out of one low area and climbed to the top of the next dune. I stopped there to catch my breath for a moment and regain my bearings toward my campsite.
The low area directly between me and my temporary home, had a small, two person tent set up at the very bottom. A guy around my age, or possibly a little older was standing near the open end of the tent. I could quickly see that without making a very long hike around the top of the dunes, I was going to need to walk right through this guys campsite. I waved to him and shouted down, "Is it okay if I walk through your campsite on my way back to mine?" Instead of answering me immediately, he Stuck his head inside the partially zipped flap of the tent, and appeared to be talking with someone. Just a moment later he stood back up and waved for me to come on down the dune saying, “No problem, it's fine with us, come on down." I proceeded down the steep sand while thanking him for letting me take the shortcut. When I reached the flat area, I was no more than 10 paces from his tent, and still walking toward it. He was a nice- looking guy, and like myself, he was only wearing swim trunks and flip-flop sandals. He had a big smile on his face as I got within a few feet of his tent. That's when he blew my mind!
With no, "Please excuse me", or preliminary set up of any kind, this total stranger asked me out of the clear blue, "Would you like to fuck my wife?" I had no idea what to say to him, or even if he was serious with his question.
I suppose I was stammering as I tried to figure out what was going on, but by then I was right beside him and he was still smiling when he told me he was serious, and that he wanted to share his wife with me. As the words, share my wife came out of his mouth, he pulled open the flap which covered the entire front of their small tent. Reclining inside on top of a sleeping bag, and a pile of pillows, was a gorgeous, blue-eyed, blond woman who was maybe 24 years old, and completely naked. She was also smiling ear to ear when she said something on the order of, “It's okay, we do this once in a while to spice things up. Would you like to fuck me?"
Coming from her, it was an offer I couldn't refuse. I told them straight up that I had never done something like this before, so I didn't have a clue what to do. The blonde was doing all the talking at that point, and she told me that I didn't need to know anything. She said all I had to do was take off my swim trunks, and join her in the tent.
I dropped my swimsuit at the front entrance and crawled inside on my hands and knees because the tent wasn't high enough for me to stand up. As soon as I was through the flap, I was within inches of the large breasted blonde, because the tent was that small. She was still lying on her side propped up on one elbow. When I was right beside her, I was able to raise my head up so that my body was vertical and my head just touching the top of the tent with me on my knees. My cock was hard as steel like any 20 something-year-old guy would be in that situation, and it was sticking straight out just above her eye level.
Without another word spoken, the pretty blonde cupped my balls with one hand and pushed herself up enough to engulf my cock with her hot mouth. She obviously had no gag reflex because even though I don't have a huge cock, it isn't small by any means. You may have seen it in our videos, and this blonde stranger was the first woman I ever experienced who could Deep Throat my entire length. Her husband was beginning to play cheerleader as she pushed the head of my cock partway down her throat until my balls pressed against her chin. I had always loved blowjobs, but I had never felt something like that before. Without any conscious thought, I guess I was instinctively beginning to move my hips a little to the awesome feeling I was experiencing.
I had forgotten about her husband watching us from 3 feet away until he started cheering me on, saying stuff like,
"Yeah man, she's loving it! Fuck her face till her eyes water! Make her gag on your cock!" With his enthusiastic instructions, my apprehension began to fade, and I started moving my hips with longer strokes. It soon became apparent that I was too timid for either of their tastes, because he started becoming more demanding that I fuck her face harder, and she grabbed both my hands to put them on the back of her head. Still with her hands on top of mine, she started making my hands pull her head into my pelvis harder and harder. Now I got the idea what are they both wanted, so I wrapped my fingers into her long blonde hair and started slamming my cock down her throat. The harder I pulled the back of her head into each thrust of my hips, the more I could feel the swollen head of my cock stretching her throat. I'm not sure why some women enjoy that, but as she tried to catch her breath between strokes, she was feverishly masturbating and becoming so wet that her fingers were making sloshing sounds as she held her pussy wide open with one hand, and finger fucked herself with the other hand.
By then, her husband had lost his swim trunks as well, and then he moved inside the tent where he was only inches away from us. He was feverishly stroking his large cock, as he continued to cheerlead the hot sex he was watching. When I told her I was getting very close to cumming in her mouth, she actually picked up her pace.
It was her husband who told me to stop. My initial reaction was disappointment because I could tell my balls were full of cum from this unusual kind of arousal, and my first time face fucking a woman. I wanted to unload my balls in her mouth urgently, and then I find out he's not going to let me cum. At least that's what I thought for the first few moments after he told me to stop. The horny husband cleared up that misunderstanding quickly when he said, "Don't cum yet. You have to fuck her first. I want to watch you give her a big cream pie.Then It's my turn. while I'm doing my thing, she can suck your cock again. If you can cum again after fucking her, that one can be in her mouth." His sexy wife slowly moved her head back until the throbbing head of my dick saw daylight again for the first time in several minutes. She could see all my muscles clenched tightly as I tried to fight back the orgasm that was only seconds from exploding in her mouth. A wide smile stretched across the blonde girls pretty face, revealing her perfect white teeth as she said, "That was close for you wasn't it?"
Still smiling, she said, “Hi, I’m Jamie, and it's a pleasure to meet you.”
She opened a small cooler that was on the other side of her, and handed me an ice cold can of Mexican beer. She got one for herself, and asked her husband if he wanted one. He declined and told her he was content for the moment, and would have something wet later. She told me it looked like I needed to take a little break so I could settle down, and told me to relax and drink my beer. She slowly sipped on hers but continued to keep her legs spread wide giving both her husband and I a beautiful close up view of her closely trimmed, and very wet pussy. She kept lightly stroking the very tip of her swollen clitoris, and purring like a kitten just to keep our interest up. Jamie's pink pussy looked so good that I finally asked if I could give her a hand. HIs sexy shared wife replied, “Please do." She further approved of my suggestion by spreading her legs wider when my hand moved to her dripping pussy. I lubricated my fingers with her juice, and then I began alternating between rolling her clit between my thumb and forefinger, or slipping my two middle fingers deep inside her cunt. The pattern of her breathing increased to shallow panting, and she began moving her hips to meet the thrusts of my fingers. Her horny husband was stroking his big cock faster than before, and we were all beginning to sweat heavily.
My friends back at camp, were never going to believe what was happening inside a small tent, under the Mexican, summer sun. All the nervousness I felt in the beginning was gone by that time, and I was positive they were both into this for the sexual excitement, and weren't setting me up as their next ax murder victim. With my new level of comfort, and my confidence building, I decided to take the lead and see how things went. The way Jamie was breathing more heavily, was causing her large tits to heave up and down as she laid on her back with her legs spread wide. She really had big beautiful tits, and after watching them rise and fall while I fingered her pussy,
I finally couldn't resist any longer. I leaned down to suck one of her large stiff nipples into my mouth, and began swirling the tip of my tongue in circles around it. The slutty blonde started moaning like a lusty whore, and that's when her husband gave me a piece of inside information about his sexy wife. He told me she had always believed there is a direct nerve connection between her nipples and her pussy, and that what I was doing would drive her wild. It certainly seemed to be working, and I was getting bolder by the moment. I moved across her chest to suck on the nipple furthest from me. We were both drenched in sweat by then, but luckily we were both fresh and clean, so it added a level of nastiness to the forbidden excitement taking place. As I moved from her left nipple to her right breast, my chin dragged through a puddle of sweat collecting in the hollow between her big tits. My cock was so rigid that I was careful not to bump it against any hard surface for fear it might shatter. At least that's the way it felt. It was time to test her limits a little, so as I sucked her right nipple into my lips, I bit down on it with enough force to be mildly painful. With that pain distracting her momentarily, I withdrew the two middle fingers of my left-hand from her slippery pussy, and moved them down an inch to locate her slippery, juice covered asshole.
I comforted her nipple with a few soft licks, then gave it one more painful nip with my teeth as I simultaneously slid, my left thumb into her pussy, replacing the two fingers, and plunged the two slippery fingers, two knuckles deep into her asshole. Jamie squealed, and shouted, "Oh God, Are you trying to own me?" They may have played with other strangers before, but at least I think I did something original with that move because her husband stopped stroking his cock for a second and said, "Damn Honey! He's got you like he's holding a fucking bowling ball!"
After a few seconds of finger fucking both holes at the same time, Jamie was having her first orgasm and begging me to fuck her. I happily granted her wish and moved between her legs. Her husband's cock was bigger than mine but the sound she made when I first penetrated her told me it was okay. She was enjoying mine just fine. I gave her a decent fucking, although I knew I wasn't going to last for very long. The whole scene was far too stimulating for that to happen. This had all happened so quickly that we hadn’t had time for a discussion about any rules, or boundaries that I should respect. I found one boundary that I actually thought was a little strange. At least the way Jamie phrased it to me seemed strange. She had sucked my cock, and let me push it halfway to her lungs. She invited me to ram my fingers into her hole, and talked to me like a horny slut when I finger fucked her asshole, then literally begged me to fuck her, but with me banging away in missionary position I leaned down to kiss her and she turned her face away so I couldn't. When I asked her what was wrong, she said," I don't do that. It's too intimate to do with a stranger." I guess I understand now that I'm older, but it sure seemed strange at that time! Like I said, there hadn't been time to discuss any rules, and no mention of condoms, so I wasn't wearing one. I had no idea what was expected of me, but there was one thing I was 100% positive of.
What I was sure of, was the fact that my balls were so full of cum they ached! I had already been out there camping for four days and hadn't masturbated even once. I also hadn't gotten laid for a week before the camping trip, and now I was so fucking horny, and so aroused by this entire experience of fucking an absolutely gorgeous stranger, that my balls were ready to explode. The mental video that kept playing in my head was a tape I had seen of Kilauea erupting violently, except in my fantasy, my hard cock had replaced Kilauea, and the hot lava pouring into her pussy was actually my huge, saved up load of cum. All of that hat was hot enough by itself, but I was fucking Jamie bareback, in front of someone, and the audience thing was something I've never done before, but to top it all off, that someone making up the audience was this woman's husband. I had always thought that the first time a husband caught me fucking his wife, he would try to kill me, not act like a cheerleader, urging me on to fuck her harder!
Anyway, the point I was getting to is that I knew I was packing a huge load of cum, and I was getting close to exploding. I was obviously fucking her bare back and didn't know what they wanted me to do. I said loud enough for them both to hear, "I'm gonna cum soon. Do you want me to shoot on your tits?", and I was going to go on and say, "or do you want me to pull out and cum in your mouth?” But I never got that sentence out, because her husband cut me off saying," Fuck no man! Cum in her pussy. Fill that whore up!" As he was saying that, Jamie wrapped her legs around the small of my back, then locked her ankles and pulled me deeper inside her pussy, begging me to keep fucking her, fuck her harder, cum deep in her pussy, give me all your hot cum! That's all I could take and I announced out loud, "Oh Fuck! I'm Cummin In Your Pussy!" When I said that, her husband who had moved up beside us, started jerking off his cock as fast as he could possibly move his hand. Until I made my announcement, my balls had been making a loud slapping noise against her sweat soaked ass cheeks, but as soon as I said I was going to cum in her, the sexy blue-eyed blonde tightened her leg lock and forced my cock so deep inside her that it felt like the head was pushing open her cervix. She pulled me in so deep that I couldn't continue stroking in and out anymore, but I didn't need to. She must have felt the first surge blast her insides by the huge moan she let out. It was one of those rare times when the first hard contraction of my balls sends a jet of hot semen up my shaft with such velocity, and pressure, that when it exits the head of my cock it's actually a little painful. The first blast is that powerful when it's a huge, saved up load like that one.
From Jamie's reaction, it must have felt like her womb had been hit with a fire hose full of spunk. I don't know if it was the physical feeling, or the mental stimulation but that first hot blast into her pussy caused her to cum again. We shared quite a memorable mutual orgasm, with Jamie’s powerful pussy spasms milking every last drop of cum out of my cock. I was so completely immersed in the experience of overflowing her cunt with my bucket of cum, and enjoying the fantastic sounds that a woman in ecstasy makes, that I hadn't even noticed her husband shooting his big load at the same time his sexy wife and I were cumming together.
As the throws of orgasm began to subside, I felt something very odd trickling down my ass crack. I turned my head to locate Jamies horny husband. When I saw where he had positioned himselfI, and how he was squeezing the last big drops of cum out the tip of his dick, I realized what I was feeling. As Jamie and I were cumming together, hubby got behind me and shot his load roughly aimed at my asshole. The sensation I felt was his huge load running down the crack of my ass, across my balls, and then into the open slit of his wife's pussy, where it mixed with her juice and mine. It was a very weird thought for me, but I have to admit it was pretty fucking hot. She held me inside her for probably two minutes or so as they talked about how hot that had been for them. When her husband said it was his turn, she released her leg lock and I began to withdraw my softening cock. I pulled out slowly, and when the head finally popped free from her tight pussy, the size of my load even shocked me.
The initial gush flooded out of her slightly open cunt, and ran quickly down her ass crack, then dripped into the substantial puddle of her husbands cum already forming a slick pearlescent pool on the waterproof sleeping bag. There would be some cleanup required.
And clean up there was! I was about to witness another first in my young life, and find out what her husband had meant when he refused the beer, saying he would get something wet later. I thought he had been excitedly waiting to fuck her after I did. The idea of sloppy seconds has always been a turn on for me, and I thought he was about to go for it, but what he had been waiting for was something that never crossed my mind until then. He dove headfirst between his gorgeous wife's legs, and started lapping the heavy flow of my cum still draining from Jamie’s pussy. Something changed for me in that moment. I was initially grossed out, but fascinated at same time. I honestly didn't want to look at what he was doing, but at the same time, I couldn't tear my eyes away as his tongue probed deep inside her hole, and then curled to draw out long, stretchy strings of my cum which he eagerly sucked into his mouth and swallowed. The mental aspect of this being done to her had obviously aroused the sluttiest thoughts hidden deep in the gorgeous blonde's sexuality, because within two minutes she was having her third orgasm.
It got pretty intense as the contractions ripped through her pelvis. Each strong vaginal contraction expelled globs of the cum she had forced me deposit so deep in her cunt by holding me that way with her legs. As each thick white blob was pumped out, her husband was waiting with his eager tongue ready to collect it, then swallow it with the rest. Her orgasm was beginning to taper off but there was still plenty of cum for hubby to clean up. He licked away at everything that was coating her pretty asshole, and still trickling down her crack. Then there was that huge puddle on the sleeping bag. What was he going to do with that? I couldn't take anymore of this disgusting sight.
I don't think they even noticed when I said thank you and told them I had to go. Slipping on my swim trunks outside the tent was difficult with all the sweat from Jamie and I, but what was especially weird for me, was all the sticky cum causing my ass cheeks to slip, and slide against each other in a way I hadn't experienced before.
Well at least there was one good thing. I knew the direct route back to the showers, even if it was uphill.
I could hear them still going at it as I made my way back up the sand dune, and for some reason it made me uncomfortable. I took off for the showers as fast as I could go. I couldn't wait to get all that disgusting stuff washed off my body. Minutes later, I was back at the showers. For the second time that day, I was alone up there when I pulled the chain releasing the lukewarm water. As the water rinsed away the salty sweat, I scrubbed away at my ass and inner thighs with my hand. It seemed like it was taking forever to remove the slipperiness of
the strange man's sperm that coated me. I kept silently repeating to myself, how utterly disgusting that last part had been. I was thinking about it almost obsessively when something undeniable dawned on me. One part of me, perhaps my upbringing, was telling me what I watched her husband doing, was sick and disgusting. But at the same time I was having those thoughts, they were in a major battle with something subconscious that was causing me to have a raging hard on. The more I pictured it in my mind, the more turned on I got until I finally gave into the lust and grabbed my hard cock. Standing there with the warm water trickling down, I jerked off like a madman, as I replayed every moment of him licking, and slurping my gigantic load of cum out of his beautiful wife's pussy. I've never known exactly why, but as my second load of cum that day, blasted into the evening air, something in me changed. Since then, eating cum from a hot, freshly fucked pussy has never been disgusting again.
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