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A Bit Too Much Drinking During the Camping Trip

Karen and I had a camping trip planned for very secluded spot at Martha Sunquist State Forest last weekend. We had been planning it for a few weeks and really needed to “get away” because of our hectic work schedules. Everything went according to plan, packing went easy, and even left on time. However, once we arrived at our private little camping spot, it wasn’t so private. The forest rangers had cleared another campsite about 50 yards for ours. Our favorite site was still private with all the vegetation but you could get glimpses of our site from the new site.

We setup camp and wouldn’t you know it someone comes pulling into the new site about an hour before sunset. Our new neighbor setup his camper which we guessed was like the small one we toured at the Wal-Mart parking lot a few years ago. Looked to be a guy in the late 40’s and in fairly good shape. Waves were exchanged as he drove past.

Within a half hour or so he made his way over to our campsite to say “hello”. We exchanged names, his was “Shane” and he seemed very polite. We struck up a conversation and offered him some wine. He declined but asked if it was okay to get some vodka from his camper which of course was fine with us.

It’s just after sunset and the wine and vodka are starting to take effect. We noticed Shane was hitting his adult beverages pretty hard but he explained he’d had a bad week at work.

As the evening goes on Shane excuses himself to take a leak. After about 10 minutes, we realized, "Where the heck is Shane?" We go searching for him and find him slightly staggering about trying to find his way back to camp. It seems leaving camp without a flashlight but full of vodka isn’t a good combination.

A few minutes later we back at our campsite and in just a few more minutes Shane is asleep.

Karen and I were laughing and remembering times we found ourselves in similar situations. After the wine we weren't feeling much pain ourselves. We decide to help Shane back to his camper. Every time Karen bent over to try and rouse him, I would slide my hand under her skirt and rub her pussy. She would laugh and stop, and say "Please don't get me horny."

Of course that was all I needed to keep it up until she was nice and wet. She turned around and we were making out as she rubbed my cock and pronounced, "The sooner we get Shane into his camper, the sooner you can fuck my brains out!"

Nothing better than a really horny Karen! Maybe this camping trip was gonna end well after all. Or so it seemed until we stood Shane up, and he fell into the one muddy spot on the site!

"Oh this sucks!", I thought to myself.

We helped Shane up and Karen suggested he remove his muddy clothes. This way we wouldn’t get dirty as we walked him to his camper. There the three of us are, Karen on the left, Shane in the middle, only in boxer shorts, and me on the right. The steps to the camper went without incident so now to get Shane into the shower. Without thinking too much about it, Karen stripped his boxers off while I supported him.

At this point Karen started giggling uncontrollably. I wondered what was so funny, thinking if she is laughing at his shriveled up drunken penis, that's really not cool.

While laughing even harder, she said, "There is a lot more to clean up here than I thought."

I looked down and saw one of the biggest dicks I've ever seen in my life.

"WOW...that is quite a ahhh."

"Cock?" Karen asked.

"Well, I was gonna say penis but..."

"Honey, take another look," she said while still giggling and tossing his boxers into the hamper, "that...could only be called a cock."

We were both laughing our asses off when she reached up and grabbed it. It looked even bigger in her hand. She grabbed a can of air freshener from the back of the toilet and held it next to it. Not quite as long but definitely thicker!!

"That's impressive," Karen mouthed to me.

"Ahhh, is there a reason you're still holding it Karen?"

"I'm just making sure he’s ready for the shower," she said as she inspected it closely while grinning ear to ear.
Yes, ok, this was now turning me on, I admit it. I was tenting my pants quite a bit and of course Karen noticed. She reached over and rubbed my crotch, she was obviously getting hot and horny at this particular moment. She unzipped my pants and fished out my hard as a rock cock and stroked it a bit, still holding Shane's dick as well.

The shower was mostly uneventful, Shane’s camper allowed him to sit down to get clean. Karen was attentive with lathering his cock, about 50 times, lol.

"Alright, you know what, dry him off, and we will get him to bed and I'll do my best to put out your fire. As Karen was drying off his thighs she was now uncomfortably close to his almost fully hard cock that was in fact, enormous! With his balls up against her wet blouse it was quite a sight. Karen couldn't stop giggling but also couldn't take her eyes off it. We got him into his bed and he asked for some coffee.

Karen was able to find the coffee and brew a few cups. After 15 minutes or so and a cup of coffee Shane was coming around. He starting laughing as he remembered how clean his cock must be after Karen washed, and re-washed it so many times. This got a good laugh out of all of us.

Then Shane politely asked us both, if Karen would like to touch him more? Karen looked at me and I nodded it was okay, and said “might as well you’ve already cleaned it so well!”

As she was rubbing his cock through the towel, I came up behind her with a stiffy, and pressed it against her ass. I started talking to her.

"You like that big cock don't you," I whispered in her ear.

"Oh my, fuck yes," she gasped as her freehand starting rubbing her pussy.

"I bet you'd love nothing more than to suck on that big dick right now wouldn't you honey?"

"Oh YES," she cried out.

"We'll only if you are okay with it, but I think I'm a little too drunk to cum just from my hand and if you don't mind... I think I might make it if you play with me as I play with Shane? "

"You want to?"

"Do you mind?"

"Ummm, I guess not. As long as there are, you know, no long term ramifications."

"Did you just say ramifications?"

More hysterical yet nervous laughter.

"Karen, I love you more than anything in the world, if you really want this, knock yourself out!"

With that she leaned down, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and put the giant head of his cock in her mouth. I walked around behind her and put my mouth on her sweet pussy. This was hot! She couldn't get any more than the head of his cock in her mouth but she enjoyed licking it all over. I brought her to orgasm with my tongue as she sucked on Shane’s cock.

After a few moments, she grinned at me and said “you’re the best” and asked me to step back and watch. Now, take your cock out and stroked it as you watch me give Shane a handjob. I quickly complied with her instructions and watched my wife use both hands to caress that huge cock. She stopped for a second to remove all her clothes so Shane could enjoy her erect nipples. Back to work, LOL, and she fairly quickly brought him to orgasm! As she had Shane squirting cum everywhere, she forcefully said, “Thomas, fuck me from behind”! I gladly pounded her ass as she was bent over playing with Shane’s cock and cum.

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This is something new and different for me. I realise I have a few stories going on and they are all still being written, but it will take some time due to other commitments. I’m usually not big on historical themes so to speak, but after coming across a few of late, a little scene popped up in my head and refused to leave and so here is the first chapter of The Vixen of Valden. I hope you enjoy it. — Arabella Lark’s eyes swept the ballroom surreptitiously. Although she was late and it was...

Vixen Matriculates

After a year of pornographic movie-making at her father’s upstate New York studio, Vixen had a fat bank account, a used convertible, bruised thighs, stretched nipples and a sore anus and flabby vagina. She was disappointed. She had thought making porn movies would be exciting,. It was not. She had dreamed that some Hollywood agent would see her work and offer her a test. None did. She had met some interesting women and a lot of sad dolts, mostly male. The work had become a bore. She decided...

my sweet vixen

The warm sweet fragrance from my freshly washed and dried covers emit around me as I would lay in my bed to relax and drift into a quiet slumber for the rest of the night I lay against my pillow, thinking of her. My mind wanders at how amazing she is, older and heavier than I am and at the same time beautiful and brilliant with her words. She tells me a million times how much she adores me and is thankful that I am something of a gift to her, these words so simple yet so precious and sweet that...

One hot vixen

The windows were open, and the tropical air felt good on my skin. I had the covers pulled to the side, letting the light wind softly caress my body as I lie in bed. I’m masturbating as I recall the evening's flirting with Kimi, and what I would like to do with her. My wife, Lorry, is lightly snoring beside me. This wasn’t the first time I had masturbated to the thought of having Kimi in bed. My wife and her best friend Kimi, had had a sewing day, and I knew they hadn’t eaten any real food...

Vacation Vixen

I only cheat on Ron once a year, and to be honest, he deserves it. It’s when we’re on vacation, when he deserts me for his beloved golf, so I have nothing to do with my time but to seek out lovers. It started about ten years ago, when we’d been married around eight years. Ron’s parents had agreed to take young Sam for a fortnight to allow us to have something of a second honeymoon, so we’d flown off to the Med. But reliving our introduction to marital sex was the last thing on Ron’s mind...

Daughter of a Vixen

Disclaimer This is a note to all readers and authors. I have taken parts from stories I have read here in fictionmania. I took quite a bit from Grey and Ying and Yang from the Morf universe. Nist Shadow and Britney McMaster I give you both credit for this story of mine because I liked you're ideas, but I liked the thought of combining them together in this spoof. I don't know if I took other parts from other stories but if I did please tell me in the reviews. Please also note there are...

The Vixen Stories 1

Let me bring you into my bed and lay you on my satin sheets. Let me feel the head of your big dick rubbin all over my lucious lips. Then I'll lick the head of your dick with my tongue real fast and then lick it slow and swallow your whole dick into my warm moist mouth...and watch me suck up and down over and over again.Then I'll climb on top with my big juicy breast and hard nipple hanging over your lips to suck on. Then listen to me moan as I slowly put your dick inside my warm, wet, moist...

Little Vixen In My Bed

I walk into the house and was greeted by some heavy sighing and moaning. I go up the stairs and make my way over to the bedroom and notice the door is slightly ajar. I look through the crack and the sight I am greeted with stops me in my tracks and my jaw drops. I cant believe it. It is the girl of my erotic dreams. Well, to better clarify, she is a mutual friend of both my fiancée and I. We met her a couple months back and I have not been able to get her out of my head since then. And it...

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