James was not much of a kisser. But, he leaned forward and began to suck on my wife’s left nipple. Angie moaned in response, her arms now around him. With each thrust of his cock she moaned. We could all see her push her body up against him as he pumped in and out of her. His cock was rigid, and everyone in the huge tent could see he was truly enjoying himself. “C-cumming, James. Fuck, cumming on your cock.”
James lifted his head, looked at my wife, and said, “You like that cock, baby?”
Angie’s response was to open her eyes, smile at James, and pull his lips to hers. She had a tight grip on his body, their lips locked in a very passionate kiss. Almost against his will. My wife now closed her eyes, my attention turned to James’ cock going in and out of my wife. I might have mentioned that my wife is big into kissing. At this point, though, James separated their lips and brought his mouth to her other nipple. “Oh, fuck yes James. God yes. I am g-going to cum again. Oh yes…”
James then straightened his arms. “Uhhh, f-fuck. Cumming Angie. Fuck yes, cumming.” James grunted and groaned as he pumped my wife very hard. He pumped in and out of her, over and over again. He grunted, groaned, he made noises of pure lust. He was in that zone I recognized for myself. I should have worried that he was hurting my wife. He was pounding her so hard. But, in truth, I was enjoying watching them couple. My wife screamed with her orgasm and James finally began to slow from the peak of his own release.
Finally, he finished. Being the gentleman that he is, he did not fall on top of her but rolled off of my wife to her side onto the spread-out sleeping bags. Both my wife and James were covered with sweat. Angie was the first to speak. “Jesus you were hot, James. I am not complaining, that was amazing.”
“Glad you had fun. I have just one comment. I want to do that again, Angie.”
“We will be here a couple of more days, I am sure we can manage that. But, right now…, I think it is someone else’s turn.”
Chapter 7
I was about to suggest a break when Paul stepped in. He had been rifling through a backpack as they finished. He pulled out a package of wipes. As Angie sat up, he handed them to her and she began to wipe up a bit. Her arms, her legs, then her face. She looked around at the guys and said, “Okay…, who’s next? Well, Paul, since you are the gentleman, why don’t you lie back and I will ride you?”
Paul grinned. He did not have to be told twice. Hey lay back, stroking his cock. Angie straddled him and slid her pussy down on his above-average, but not huge cock. Angie smiled down at him, pumping slowly up and down, obviously enjoying another cock inside her. It was a good thing the guys were not too rough, that they let her set the pace as it were. I think, at least for the most part, that it helped her enjoy herself. To not feel intimidated.
“Angie, come here…” Paul said as he pulled her face down to his. The two kissed passionately. I could see that my wife was having the time of her life. For his part, Paul wrapped his arms around her as Angie pumped up and down on his rigid member. For my part, I had to stop playing with my cock as I was becoming very aroused.
Their kiss broke and he said, “On your hands and knees. I want to fuck you like a bitch in heat.”
Angie smiled and climbed off of him. She quickly went to her hands and knees. She looked back at Paul as he climbed into position. I moved a bit to the side so I could watch as he grabbed her hips and slid his cock into my now very wanton wife. “Oh…, fuck yes Paul. Do this bitch in heat.” I had never heard my wife talk like this. She had never acted like this before and I have to say, I was looking forward to a lot more of this behavior. I love that my wife opened up because of this camping trip. I also knew things in our marriage would never be the same. I was just not sure exactly where this would lead.
“Oh, God, Angie. Yes, baby. You feel so good. God, do…, do you like my cock, Angie?”
Angie reached back with her hand and grasped his hip. “Yes…, f-fuck me, Paul. D-don’t hold back. You…, you said you wanted a bitch in heat. Fuck me then, Paul. Use that pussy. Oh God, this is so much fun. Y-yes…, fuck me, Paul.”
Paul took her at her word and began to slam his body into hers. His hands on her hips, he fucked her so hard that she sort of leaned forward and braced her hands against the back of the tent. They had been sliding forward with the momentum of his pounding of her body with his cock, with his hips. “Gnu, oh, gnu…, f-fuck. G-going to cum, baby. Gonna cum Angie. Oh y-yes, cumming baby. Cumming hard. F-fuck yes.”
My wife just groaned in pure pleasure as he released. She was having an incredible amount of fun, enjoying all the attention and all the cock she was receiving. “Ahhhh, f-fuck. Cumming too Paul. God yes, cumming so hard. Fuck yes, Paul.”
Chapter 8
Paul extricated his cock from my wife’s pussy and she moved back some, away from the back of the tent, more centered inside the tent. She turned over onto her back, catching her breath. It was Greg who spoke, “Do you need a break, hon?”
Angie raised her hands, motioning for him to climb on top of her. “No, Greg. It’s your turn. Come fuck me.” Greg grinned at her and he and his condom-covered cock climbed aboard her. He brought his lips to hers and kissed her as at the same time, he slipped his cock into her pussy. Their mouths locked, and she moaned as he slowly pumped in and out of her. At this point I could not help myself, I moved next to my wife and reached between them. I began to play with her left breast and Greg broke their kiss and straightened his arms, giving me better access. “Kiss me, baby,” she said to me. I leaned in and obliged her, kissing her passionately as Greg continued to fuck in and out of her.
Greg then said, “Let me get behind her.” Greg then climbed off of her and turned my wife onto her side. He was at her back, he lifted her right leg and slid his cock back inside her. He smiled across at me as he began to pump her once again and I placed my lips against hers once again. As Greg fucked her, I played with her beautiful tits and kissed her passionately. She was moaning into my mouth as he fucked her, enjoying the sensation of two men attending to her sexual needs.
Our lips parted, “F-fuck, baby. I am cumming again. Cumming on his cock. Oh God, yes, baby. Fuck yes, baby.” Greg seemed to love this as he pushed her onto her stomach, sort of pushing me aside. He began to pump her very hard, using her like a rag doll. Angie moaned and groaned as he pounded away at her body, pounding her pussy for all he was worth. I worried that she would have nothing left, that there was one more guy that wanted to fuck her. That she would be too tired. I needn’t have, for my Angie is very game when it comes to sex.
Greg finally finished. My wife then rolled over onto her back, a big smile on her face. She looked at me and said, “You are okay with this, baby?”
“I have never been so turned on in my life, love. Never. You are the hottest chick in the world, and I am the luckiest man in the world.” She motioned for me to move and we kissed passionately. I knew then that I wanted to see this kind of thing happen again.
Chapter 9
It was at this point Ethan came walking back into the tent. I guess I had not noticed that he had been walking in and out during the encounter with my wife and the guys. He was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt and seemed a bit nervous. It was my wife who asked as she lie on her back, “Are you okay, Ethan?”
He looked over at her and responded, “I…, I have never done anything like this. I feel like we are taking advantage of you.”
Angie responded to his concerns. “Hey, no one wants you to do anything you don’t want to do. But, I notice, that your cock is protruding in your pants. I think you want me too, Ethan.” He started to say something but Angie interrupted her, “Come here, lie down on your back. Close your eyes and relax.”
Hesitantly he moved across the tent towards my wife. We all could see he was feeling strange about the entire encounter with his friends. But as my wife moved aside, he lay back on the bag. “Okay…,” my wife began, “Now close your eyes and relax.” Again he hesitated, but he finally closed his eyes. As we all watched, my wife moved to his side and began to unbutton his shorts. I smiled to myself at his nervousness, and I was impressed at how gentle, yet anxious my wife was. Anxious to see his cock, I thought to myself. “Are you okay, Ethan?” He did not reply with words but nodded his head yes.
I wondered if he would balk, but I should have known better. Quickly my wife had his shorts and his underwear off and his rigid cock popped free. She began to stroke his member. For his part he began to moan, still keeping his eyes shut. Angie gently spread his legs and then climbed between them on her hands and knees. Without a preamble, she leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around Ethan’s cock. “Oh…, oh my God, Angie.” He said as she began to bob up and down, her hand stroking in counter rhythm to her mouth.
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