Next to the campfire

It’s a clear starry night. A full moon gleams above us. The fire crackles with warmth and light. Might as well take full advantage of this weather, and enjoy nature.

“Let’s do it out here.”

Monica kisses me, and whispers, “Have fun with Rachel. And don’t kill Joey.”

I whisper back, “Have fun with Ross and don’t get killed by Phoebe.”

She and Phoebe moved to the other side of the fire and converge on Ross. He greets them with open arms. “Ladies,” he says as he pulls them in close. He kisses my wife, then bends lower to kiss Phoebe. He’s wasting no time starting the threesome with our wives.

Rachel shyly makes her way over to me and Joey. Her tits sway in her black shirt she’s put back on. Her nipples press against the fabric. She smiles at me, “How do you want to do this?”

Joey answers, “How about you…”

“Hush!” Rachel stops his interruption, “I didn’t ask you. Stay quiet.”

He shuts up, looking a little humiliated. He can no longer boast about his cock. All his confidence is lost. He now has to obey.

I stand up face to face with Rachel and hold the hem of her shirt. I say, “Let’s get you undressed first. I can’t be the only one naked.”

She nods, and lets me pull her shirt over her head. She raises her arms into the air. The shirt passes over her pretty face. I kiss her. She kisses back as I hold her arms above her head with her shirt. She steps forward, her soft tits press into me.

Joey, annoyed at watching us make out, moved behind Rachel. He reaches around her skinny waist, and undoes the button on her jeans. He unzips them, and pulls them open. Rachel is too focused on my lips to care about what he’s doing. He digs his hands into the sides of her jeans and pulls them down her long legs. Her knuckles graze her smooth skin as they slide down.

I finally take her shirt completely off. She immediately wraps her arms around my shoulders and continues to kiss me. My hands slip around to her toned back. Joey checks out Rachel’s black cotton panties that fully cover her ass. He cautiously cups her ass. When he doesn’t hear a protest, he softly squeezes. Yeah she definitely works out.

Since Rachel and me are focusing on getting our tongues buried in each other’s throat, Joey decides it’s up to him to get her naked. But first he strips off his own clothes. As he gets naked, he glances at the other threesome.

Ross sits naked in a chair. Monica stands next to him, bending so they can make out with he massages her hanging tits. His own wife knees in the dirt in front of him. Her ponytailed head bobs up and down in his lap. Joey gets jealous: jealous that his friend has a bigger dick and jealous that he gets two women, while he gets to play bass to Chandler’s lead guitar in this threesome.

The jealously makes him aggressive. He was planning on gently sliding down Rachel’s panties, then fingering her as she made out. But now he decides to rip them off. He grips them and pulls them apart, a line tearing right down her butt crack.

Rachel jumps and screams in surprise. Her mouth leaves mine, and she spins to glare at Joey. Her cowards under her look, naked with her shredded black underwear in his hands. “Who the hell said you could do that!?”

He glances at me, like I can help him. “Chandler said to get you naked.”

I wasn’t helping him. He made his own mistakes. I sneak a look across the fire. Monica has a long pale cock gripped in her hand. Her tongue flicks quickly on the tip. Phoebe bends over naked, her ass facing Ross. Her nipples flash in the firelight. Ross’s hand is buried between her legs. She sees me watching and blows me a kiss.

“Get on your knees,” Rachel commands Joey. He obeys, dropping into the dirt. Then she turns back to me. It’s so hard not to look at her gorgeous body. Her white freckled skin shines in the moonlight. I maintain eye contact. She asks, “What do you want me to do?”