Message-ID: <14424eli$9808151850@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Subject: The Camping Trip (M/F, F/F) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <1755ce9a.35cfcfb8@aol.com> I haven't written in a while, so I thought I'd post this, even though it is an incomplete "work in progress." I had been on the road for over a week and missed Diane very much. Since moving in together we were doing "it" as often as five times a week, and our sex life was great. These long road trips killed me, with a lot of business stress, they were very tiring and also sexually frustrating. On this trip Diane and I had phone sex only once, and I jerked off to some hotel X-rated movie once. I was looking forward VERY MUCH to coming back home. Diane and I had had arranged to spend the weekend, Memorial Day Weekend, to be exact, camping down by the lake. Although I'm NOT an outdoors type, she is.... Some of her fondest memories of growing up were of the family camping outings. But I agreed to do it for Diane and try to like it. The Thursday night red-eye from L.A. got me in to the east early Friday, and we had both taken the day off and were going to start the weekend early. I had slept on the plane and that helped; I wasn't as tired as I'd expected to be. We loaded up the car, I showered and changed, and we drove to the camping grounds. When we got there, it was close to noon and was a record-breaking hot day for May; just at 85 degrees. We pitched the tent at a part of the lake shore that was deserted (the nearest tent appeared to be 50 yards away), and were quite sweated through our t-shirts and shorts by the time we were done. We decided to change into bathing suits and cool off in the lake. You'd think by now I'd be all over Diane, but I wasn't. Lately she'd gotten a little conservative sexually (at least for her) and had asked me to not be so insistent about sex and let her control the iniative for a while. I had imagined after being away so long, we would be screwing in our bedroom as soon as I got home, before even loading up the car. But after a really hot and sexy hello hug and kiss when I got in, (that left me totally aroused, if you know what I mean,) Diane told me I'd have to wait for sex until we were at the camp grounds. I assumed I'd be getting it Friday night in the tent. Diane started to strip off her shorts, her Tasmanian Devil panties, and her T. We were positioned back to back as we changed, but I couldn't resist turning around and staring at her naked form, especially her tush. She looked good enough to eat.... I immediately got an erection and was tempted to take her right there, but decided to accede to her wishes. When she bent over to unlace her sneakers, I turned around again and saw her gorgeous, full breasts dangling lewdly down, and her light brown pubic hair poking down through her crotch between her legs. I almost came in my shorts! Diane put on her conservative one-piece bathing suit and I put on my trunks and we went down the 20 feet to the lake holding hands and smiling. We got into the water up to our ankles. The water was, not surprisingly, very cold. With no winds blowing and the sun beating down on us at mid-day, it was quite hot outside the water. The contrast of the temperature inside and outside the water was absolutely remarkable! It was the greatest difference I remember experiencing in my life. We continued to wade in deeper together, holding hands, shivering, giggling like 6 year olds, just happy to be together, relaxing, having fun. Just as we got thigh deep, I happened to look over Diane's shoulders to my left and saw people emerging from the tent nearest to us, some 50 yards away. I saw two - what seemed from the distance - striking looking young women, I'd guess in their 20's in bikinis exit their tent. One was a busty blond (I can spot great tits from up to half a mile away!) and the other a thinner redhead. By the way, Diane is 33, I'm 45. I commented to Diane to take a look at our lakeside neighbors, and she swiveled her head over for a looksee. "Probably lesbians," I said. "Why is it," Diane chastised me, "that every time you see two women together you immediately say they're lesbians?!" "Because I'll bet they are!," I protested in my own defense. "In your dreams - and fantasies," Diane mocked me, giggling. The truth is, lesbians are a fantasy of mine. So shoot me! Lesbian lovemaking turns me - as well as most guys - on. Funny thing is, it turns Diane on, too. She finally admitted to me that she has that fantasy - of making love to another woman - but swears to me she's too chicken to act on it. I believe her. But I say you only live once and she ought to go for it. Since she opened up to me about it, most of my lesbian fantasies have included Diane and some sexy stranger.... Diane is right, too, that every time I see a pair of women I think lesbians! And I am probably WRONG most of the time. Two women can go shopping in the mall together, can even try on clothes - bras and panties! - together without necessarily sucking each others breasts and pussies! But something about these two.... told me that this time, I was right. "Hey, Diane," I pleaded my case. "Two women ALONE on a camping trip on a Friday! Come on, I'll bet I'm right this time!" Diane ignored me and walked ahead into the lake until the water was just below her nipples, which were already erect even though they were not in the cold water. They protruded out a full half-inch and looked prominent in her bathing suit. I walked in further and joined her. Diane turned to me, threw her arms around my neck, and stroking the hair on the back of my head, gave me a very passionate open-mouthed kiss, shoving her long, elastic tongue almost down my throat. I grabbed her waist pulling her crotch close against mine so that she'd feel my erection - which had, amazingly, stayed hard even in the extremely cold water. Diane let go of my head with her right hand and slid in into the front of my trunks to grope for - and then stroke - my erect cock. I was a little surprised at this because she was hardly this aggressive in bed, and here she was doing this sort of out in the pen, although hidden by the water. She then pulled down my bathing trunks until my cock was able to spring free, and continued to give it long, hard strokes with her hand as we continued to kiss passionately. I opened my eyes for a moment to soak in the lust and love on Diane's face, and noticed that our two neighbors had walked into the lake in front of their tent but just up to their ankles. Still holding my penis by its head, Diane drew it towards her crotch and used her fingers to pull the crotch of her bathing suit to one side to expose her pussy. She then started to rub my cock head hard against her pussy lips and clit. Normally, this would be an attempt to get her wet, but I think the lake had sufficient water for that! But the arousal was good for her - and me. After a few minutes of rubbing, she positioned my cock at the opening to her slit and started to shove me inside her! Despite all of the preliminaries, this I hadn't expected! I had anticipated a heavy petting tease scene, possibly leading to intercourse later in our tent. But fucking in the water! - THAT we'd never done before and she completely - albeit, pleasantly - surprised me. Once she had two inches of my six-inch cock firmly inside her, she released her grip of my penis, and threw both her arms tightly around my neck. Hanging her entire weight from her hands and my neck, she lifted her muscular legs off the lake bottom, and wrapped them around my waist. She was lighter than usual because of the buoyancy of her body in the water, but I still felt the strain against the back of my neck. With her pussy now impaled on my cock, she began to use her legs around my waist, her feet planted in my buttocks, her hands around my neck, and her abdominal muscles to plunge forward and backward on my cock. Taking tremendously deep strokes, she was fucking me under water in the most erotic way we'd ever done it! I was so excited and turned on, I was sure I was going to cum in seconds and didn't want to. I wanted to wait for Diane to cum first. We continued our passionate kissing, with us alternating who was sucking on whose lips and tongue. Diane clenched her vaginal muscles, making her pussy even tighter around my cock. Although this increases the pressure on me to cum, it allows Diane to orgasm without additional clitoral stimulation. Diane is one of those rare women who can cum vaginally alone. I looked at her face, and it was all contorted in lust. She had that look that, while you're making love, looks great and turns you on, but would otherwise look grotesque. I looked over her shoulders and noticed the two girls walking our way, still only ankle deep in the water. Diane continued to hump me, only with greater speed and gusto. Although our mouthes were still firmly attached to each others, Diane was starting to moan, sometimes closed mouth, sometimes breaking away for a second or two. Her moans were growing louder and more frequent. I felt that familiar pressure in my balls and knew I'd be cuming in seconds. I only hoped that if Diane didn't cum first, I'd stay hard long enough after I'd cum for Diane to get off, too. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh! Honey!....... I'm gonna cum soon!" That was usually Diane's 15 second warning. Her humping was now hard - almost vicious. She looked and felt hell bent, trying to get herself over the top. Her pussy was so tight around my cock, I felt as if I was caught in a vise. It actually hurt. Diane lifted her mouth off of mine, threw her head back, and started grunting animalistic sounding grunts and cries of passion. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, and she pushed her pelvis deep against mine and locked it in there, no longer able to take strokes. As much as I wanted to keep my eyes closed and concentrate on the sensations, I was also drawn to watching Diane orgasm because it always excites me so. I opened my eyes and saw the two girls standing 15 feet away exactly where we had entered the water, holding hands, and watching Diane's orgasm with their mouthes open and eyes riveted. That was all I needed. I announced my orgasm, felt my knees buckle, as I unloaded a huge amount of cum into Diane's tight pussy. Having already started to come down from her orgasm, Diane resumed her thrusts on my cock, milking it, squeezing the last bit of cum out of it. As I came down from my orgasm, I again looked at the girls out of the corner of my eye, and noticed that they had decided to thank me, to reward me for the show they'd seen, by facing each other, pressing their bodies - especially their breasts - against one another's and embracing in a lewd, passionate kiss, showing me their tongues doing battle with each other's. I kissed Diane again, as she pulled her pussy off my cock, and put her feet down on the lake's bed, standing once more on her own two feet. She straightened out her suit, I pulled mine up, the girls broke their kiss and continued to walk down the lakeshore, as we exited the lake holding hands and smiling. (To be continued at some time in the future) -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----