Trying anal

Rachel says, “Yeah let’s find them. I wonder what they are up to that they couldn’t do out here.”She gets up off the table.

I run over to the fire, and grab my shirt. I come back to the table. My wife sits on the edge. I wipe the dripping cum off her body with my shirt. Monica thanks me, “I don’t know if I’ve ever had so much on me. It just kept coming.” She looks over at Joey. “You must have been saving up.”

Joey laughs while putting back on his underwear. “No. I had sex last night. Maybe competing with these other men got my body producing more cum so it would be more likely that I would impregnate you.”

I hand Monica her clothes. She puts on her hoodie and underwear. I look over at Rachel. She’s wearing a similar outfit. Her big tits sag in her tight black v neck, and her long pale legs flash in the fire light, because she’s chosen not to put her jeans back on.

I grab my pile of clothes, and hold them. I follow the group inside still naked. I’ll just change into something fresh in the house.

The kitchen and living room are empty. But the door to Phoebe and Joey’s room is closed. Rachel strides across the room and opens the door. She gasps, “Oh my god!” She turns around, and walks back to us.

Joey asks, “What are they doing?”

Rachel gulps, “I think they’re doing anal.”

“Oh shit. I gotta see this!” Joey

I follow behind Joey. Even though neither is my spouse, I’m really interested in seeing what they are doing. The campfire was supposed to be an open experience, and now they’re hiding.

Joey stops in the doorway, and I have to push past his big body to see.

They are both on the bed. Ross kneels on all fours facing away from the door. Phoebe kneels behind him. One arm stretches behind his body and strokes his long cock. I can hear the smooth slime of lube with each stroke.

Phoebe asks, “You ready for the next size now?”

“Yes,” Ross says. He gets down on his forearms and raises his hips and ass up. I reflection of light catches my eye, and I look at his ass. Above his hanging balls, where his asshole should be is a shiny gemstone heart. Something is in his ass.

Phoebe stops jerking Ross and sits up. She grips the heart, and pulls a butt plug out of his ass. Ross moans.

Phoebe grabs another butt plug off the bed, and lathers it in lube. She says, “This is my last and biggest size. You sure you can take it?”

“Oh yeah. Give it to me,” Ross begs.

The bulb of the butt plug looks huge to me, as Phoebe brings it to his ass. She pushes it against his asshole. I don’t think it’s going to fit. Ross groans in pain, and the girth of bulb finally penetrates him.

Ross moans, “Oh fuck. My god. Yes. Jack me off. I’m going to come so hard.” He gets back up on his hands to free space for Phoebe to stroke his cock.

Phoebe says, “Let me get a towel for you to come on, so we don’t ruin the blanket.” She gets off the bed to grab a towel on the dresser. She notices me and her husband watching. She smiles and winks, but does say anything.

She unfolds the towel under Ross, and resumes stroking him. Soon Ross is bucking his hips, and fucking Phoebe’s hand. It’s hard not to see the flash of the gemstone between his ass cheeks. He finally groans, and white cum spurts out of his cock unto the towel below him.

Seeing his finish, I back out of the door. Monica and Rachel are in the kitchen drinking some water. Monica asks me, “How was it?”

“Kinky,” I respond. I don’t know if Rachel revealed what was going on in the room. If she didn’t, then I don’t want to make her embarrassment worse.

Joey had no such reservations. As soon as he walked into the kitchen he says, “How did I not know that the best man at my wedding liked it in the ass? Did you know that Rachel? He came so fucking hard with that giant butt plug stuffed in him.”

Monica chokes on her water, spraying some across the table. I go over and pat her on the back until she regains her breath. She coughs, “Oh my god. What did you say? I thought it was Ross putting it in Phoebe’s butt.”

“That’s what he said he wanted, but I knew what he really wanted,” Phoebe says walking into the room. Her petite body still nude so I can check out her tattoos in the light of the kitchen.

Joey asks, “Did he at least satisfy you first before you made his dark fantasy come true?”

Phoebe looks to Rachel, “You weren’t lying. Your man is really good at oral. The best I’ve since I’ve been married. But he never put his cock in me. So I’m still in the mood, if anyone wants to continue the fun tonight.”

She looks at me, and I become extremely aware that I am still completely naked.