Camping With My Hotwife

My wife and I took a week off work to spend some time together. Our home state of Michigan had warmed up as summer approached, and we were tired of being confined indoors. We were going to take a roadtrip and camp, two of our favorite things. Not for everyone, maybe. But we were dying to go.

We set up camp on the northern shore of Lake Michigan on the first night. The waves lapped against the beach, lulling us to sleep as we snuggled close together in our little tent. The dawn came, and sunlight glistened over our bodies as we awoke. We had sleepily kicked off the blankets; things were heating up quickly. I looked over at her nude body, tan in the dawn glow. Her small, tight breasts and pink tits brought a smile to my tired face. My eyes traveled down from her collarbone to her taut stomach. She was so sexy. I knew how lucky I was.

My cock stiffened as I admired her, and I began to stroke slowly. The motion made her stir, and I paused before reaching over and running my hand along her side. She opened her eyes and smiled, and I kept stroking. As she stretched and yawned, she grabbed my full cock in her hand. Without saying a word, she deepthroated me with one effortless motion, swallowing my stiff cock all the way to my balls. I gasped in surprised pleasure as her tongue immediately went to work on my shaft. She had confided to me when we were dating that she loved giving blowjobs. And I had the consistently empty balls to prove it. Still, I had never seen her suck me so eagerly. Ten seconds after waking up, she was giving me the best blowjob I'd ever had. She was drooling and gagging without missing a beat, and the noises alone could've brought me over. Her tongue was reaching all the way to my balls, wildly caressing my shaft. I probably didn't last a full minute. I exploded in her mouth, my body writhing with pleasure, and she swallowed every last drop like the good little slut she was.

She collapsed on top of me, pleased with herself. We both drifted off for a few more minutes, in the hazy heat of the summer morning. We were covered in cum and sweat, nude in our little tent. Eventually a breeze swept through the mesh window, nudging us out of our stupor. The breeze also carried a voice. We were pretty isolated, but it wasn't too surprising that another camper would wander by. I unzipped the door's screen a bit to peek outside, and saw a man on the water's edge with his back to us. "It's just some guy," I told her. She looked over my shoulder. "He's hot," she said, smirking at me. I had confessed my hotwife fantasies to her earlier that year, and it went over surprisingly well. She was into it, even though we both insisted it would never actually happen. It was all talk. But deep down, I hoped it wouldn't be all talk, at least someday. She flirted with guys at bars, went out in public with no bra or panties, flashed strangers, and played along with any fantasy I brought up.

She managed to pull off the balance between good girl and bad girl; being impossibly slutty with me and the perfect faithful wife. I had been trying to help her cultivate her inner slut, asking her to play along with all my wifesharing games and fantasies. It was working. On the first leg of the trip, she wore a short skirt with no panties. Every gas station and rest stop we went to, she'd get out and make sure someone could see her as she dramatically bent over and stretched. A lot of midwestern dads saw my wife's perfect ass yesterday. The weird thing was that I didn't ask her to do it -- she did it on her own, which was a first.

I started to get dressed, but before I could pull my shorts on, the front door unzipped. My jaw dropped as my naked wife climbed out of the tent. I peeked out and saw the man was still at the beach, his back towards us. My heart was racing. Was she going to say something to him? I hurriedly grabbed my clothes, stumbling out after her.

She shouted "Hey, good morning," as she sloshed past him into the clear lake. The man stammered a good morning in return. He turned his head over his shoulder back at the tent, and I was unable to suppress a smile as we made eye contact and I saw the bewildered expression on his face. He smiled back and turned in my wife's direction, us both watching her as she crashed in the shallow water. She was really something.

"She's...um, a bit of a nudist," I said sheepishly.

He laughed. "Lucky man!" I noticed the man's hand was in his pocket, moving softly. He was absently rubbing his cock while staring at my wife. My heart fluttered at the thought of a threesome, but I pretended not to notice and asked him what he was doing out there.

"I just packed up my site this morning. I just thought I'd hang out on the beachfront before leaving this afternoon." His hand was still moving subtlety, but we both kept looking ahead.

"We just got here." Both of our cocks were hard now. I tried to hide it, but I was wearing basketball shorts that I had thrown on in a hurry with no underwear. I reached my hand in my pocket and pulled my dick to one side. My pulsating cock only got harder.

My wife came out of the water, glistening. "The water's actually pretty great!" She had shaved right before we left, and her soft pink pussy glistened with the rest of her wet nude body. She smiled at the man, whose face turned bright red as she got closer. She walked past us to get a towel from the tent and I turned to watch her bouncing ass for the entire walk. The man was trying not to look.

"Oh, you're not uncomfortable with nudity, are you?"

"No! Definitely not," he blurted out.

I laughed as he regained his composure. My wife had emerged from the tent and was laying a towel down on the sand. She laid face down, so we could admire her perfect ass in the sunlight. "God damn," I murmured.

"Would you be uncomfortable if I swam naked?" The man asked.

"No, of course not," I replied. "I can't speak for anyone else, but I don't really see anyone else around here."

"I've been here for a few days and I've only seen one other couple besides you," he said.

"I love the isolation," I said, dropping my shorts and taking off my shirt. I stepped into the water before I could see his reaction, but when I looked back, he was undressing as well. I came out soon after, getting my own towel and laying it down on the sand. The man swam for longer, giving me a chance to speak to my wife alone.

"What has gotten into you?!"

She just smiled at me and squinted in the sun. "This isn't going to actually happen, right?"

"Stuff is already happening!" I gestured vaguely. "We're naked on a beach with a complete stranger! What more needs to happen besides that?"

She looked a bit relieved. "Okay, good. Because I wasn't sure I could actually go through with having sex with somebody else."

I looked over at the man. He was in better shape than me, and had a bigger dick. I saw it flopping around when he was undressing. I started to get hard thinking about my wife sucking his cock, satisfying another man with her mouth.

"Are you getting hard?" She interrupted my daydream and laughed. "It's not happening, cuck." I blinked, surprised. "I'll get naked in front of strangers, I'll even fuck in front of them. But I really don't think it would end well if we went through with it!" She was right. Post-nut clarity was a bitch.

We got dressed and wandered away from the beach for a while. The man was gone by the time we came back.

On the walk, all she could talk about was how sexy it made her feel to be stark naked out in the open, with two men watching her. She said she felt free, like any vestige of sexual repression had dissolved in the clear water of the lake. More than anything, she was horny. She was playful: She kept taking her clothes off, grabbing my dick, touching herself. I had been kidding about her being a nudist, but it seemed like being naked out in the middle of nowhere filled her with an animal spirit.

When we got back to camp, she threw me down on the sand and got on top of me. Her shirt was already off, and we kissed ravenously as she rubbed her clit against my hard cock. Within seconds, she was naked again. I thought to myself that I needed to go down on her. Despite draining my balls just a couple hours earlier, I could tell that her lustfulness would make me cum fast. It seemed like she wanted to be in control, so I left her on top and slid her body up to my face, my back still pressed against the sand. I eagerly ate her pussy, clawing at her ass while she rode my face, cumming again and again. I counted three orgasms before she backed up, lowering her breasts into my face while she sighed. She laid on top of me, her heart beating fast. My cock felt like it had never been harder. I thought it was going to burst.

I finally slid my shaft into her dripping pussy. She was so wet it felt like someone had already blown their load inside her and I was getting sloppy seconds. The thought of fucking her cum-filled pussy turned me on even more, and it was too much. She brought me to orgasm within five seconds, and I buried my face in her breasts to muffle the intense sounds I was making as I shot my load inside her. I'm pretty sure I came in her brain.

After lying naked and catatonic for a while, we eventually found our way back into the water, rinsing off the sweat and sand. Suddenly, the man was back. He was already naked, wearing nothing but his hiking boots and his backpack. His dick hung down heavily, and I felt self-conscious about coming out of the water. I crouched down, submerged.

"You come back from a hike?" I shouted.

"Yeah! You guys inspired me to go au naturel. It was great."

My wife was climbing out of the water. She didn't seem enthusiastic about the man's reappearance, but she proudly strutted naked out of the water with total self-assurance. This time, she didn't give him a wide berth. She walked right up to him.

"So...are you from Michigan?" she asked, wringing out her hair. Her ass bounced as she came to a stop. My cock was stiffening. How was this possible? I'd already cum twice today, and still hard. My appetite was as insatiable as hers. At least twenty minutes had passed since I blew my load in her, and that post-nut clarity had already vanished. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I finally figured out what she was doing: She was trying to give him an erection.

It looked like she was winning her little game. His thick cock was getting longer and harder, but surprisingly not raising straight up. I can't imagine the willpower it took him to keep his hands off himself, let alone her.

I fluffed up my cock a bit and stepped out of the water. My wife laughed at something the man said and turned around. The man's eyes immediately went down to her ass, a fact I'm guessing wasn't lost on her. She looked back at me like she was trying to recall something, and exaggeratedly put her hand to her chin, inquisitively looking into space, like she was trying hard to remember something. "Ugh! What was it?" She shouted in mock frustration. As she was putting on her little show, she stamped her foot and pouted, making her ass and tits bounce ever so slightly. The man was getting fully hard.

"Oh well!" She said, and walked up to her towel. Actually, she sort of skipped back to the towel. The man watched her.

He turned to me and said in a hushed tone, "So...are you guys polyamorous?"

"What? No," I said, reflexively. I relaxed a bit. "Uh...you can look, but you can't touch." I felt myself getting hard and my heart start to beat faster. I couldn't believe I was having this conversation at all. It was surreal.

My wife had flopped down on the towel, still completely naked, and was sunning her perky tits. She started spreading her legs.

"Fuck," the man said. I couldn't stop looking at my wife's pink pussy in the sun.

"She has an incredible body, if you don't mind me saying."

"I don't mind. She's amazing in bed, too." I wasn't sure if I should be talking about this, but considering we were both standing there on the beach with our dicks hanging out, staring at my wife's naked body, it didn't seem completely inappropriate.

"I bet. I mean...yeah, I would imagine."

It suddenly occurred to me that he might not have been far away when I was cumming in her tight little body.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He laughed and hesitated. "Well...I heard you guys this morning in the tent. I was just walking by, but I heard those...noises, you know? Very distinct blowjob noises." He laughed again. "But only blowjob noises when she's slobbering on your cock, you know? She was sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. The gagging, it was like...fuck. It sounded like a pornstar was sucking dick in that tent." I suppressed a smile. "Sorry, is that too much? I really wasn't trying to eavesdrop, but..."

"No, it's totally fine. I...didn't realize the sound carried that far. To be honest, I thought you might've been talking about the other time today."

The man's eyes widened. "The other time? How often is she putting out like that?!"

I knew I was a lucky man. "We fucked after we got back from the hike, right out on the beach. And I'm probably going to fuck her again, right now."

"What was that?" My wife picked her head up and shouted from the towel.

I turned in her direction and shouted, "I said I'm probably going to fuck you again!"

She covered her face with her hands and laughed. Then she got up and knelt, pushing her tits together, sticking her ass out, and looking at us hungrily.

I started towards her and glanced back at the man. "You can come and watch, if you want." He didn't take any convincing.

Apparently, neither did she. She playfully grabbed my balls as soon as I was within arm's reach. She kept kneeling seductively, and I realized that this was really happening. She was actually down to have sex in front of this stranger.

The man had started to stroke his cock, looking eagerly at my wife's perfect body. She started sucking, and I felt my cock get harder and harder in her mouth. I grabbed a handful of her ass and spanked it, hard. She let out a soft whimper, muffled by my dick stuffed down her throat, and I could tell she was hornier than she'd been all day. She came up for air and looked up at me, biting her lip. Then she glanced over at the man, who was still stroking his enormous dick.

"Oh my god," she whispered, immediately reaching down to her clit. I put my balls up to her lips and she obediently sucked on them, furiously masturbating with her perfect ass in the air, her figure-eight body glimmering in the sunlight.

I took a step back from her and admired her body as she kept masturbating. She looked up at the two of us. Her legs started quivering. Her eyes closed, her body pulled inward, tensed, before the release. She moaned loudly, shaking and cumming there naked under the gaze of two men on the forest's edge. She was my little nymph, and she would probably cum again if I put my cock inside her. I stepped around her and spat on my dick, gently sliding into her gushing pussy. Fortunately, I had built up a tolerance, this being the third time in a few hours. If we weren't so turned on in such unusual circumstances, I never would've been able to stay hard, but I was as hard as I'd been when I first woke up. She tensed up again, her body curved upward while my dick gently went back and forth. After another thirty seconds, she came again, and flipped over on her back.

"Jack off onto me, both of you," she whispered seductively. I was too horny to object. She raised herself on her elbows and gave me a coy look. I was too far gone to reason, she knew that. I would've agreed to anything in this state of mind. I was putty in her hands.

The man didn't take much convincing, either. He knelt down, hovering over her. He stroked his cock, which looked even more massive next to her tight little body. "Can...can I suck it?" She asked playfully. My cock throbbed.

"Yes," he answered quickly. She tentatively wrapped her fingers around his big cock. God, he was hung. She could barely fit him in her mouth, but she obediently sucked and gagged and gave the best blowjob she could, but you could tell she was caught off guard by how much dick he was packing.

We both knew where this was going. It couldn't be stopped now. "Fuck me," she said to him. I watched as my wife melted in his arms and leaned back as he prepared to enter her. She glanced at me deviously, but still somehow asking permission. She held my gaze as I nodded. She looked insatiable. The man penetrated my wife and her face immediately changed. Pain struck her out of her horny stupor momentarily, and she closed her eyes after the initial shock wore off. She had never taken a cock as big as his. She put her hand on his chest, telling him to slow down. He was probably used to this. He apologized and went slowly, asking if what he was doing was okay. As she was acclimated to his huge cock, she relaxed a little and began to enjoy herself. Pretty soon, he was pounding her with her back on the sand and her legs in the air. "Oh, fuck yeah," she whimpered. "Fuck yeah...oh fuck," she looked so hot. He pumped his big dick into my wife, fucking her silly and stretching her out.

He took a long time to cum, and I could tell my wife wanted it to be over. I think he could tell, too. After ten minutes of doggystyle, he finally blew his load inside her. He was a little less expressive than I was, and my wife wasn't sure if he finished or not. He sighed in satisfaction. We said our awkward goodbyes and he started putting his clothes on.

My wife looked like she couldn't take a cock for another second, but I had a feeling she'd be relieved to feel mine after getting railed by his horsecock. "Just let me get some sloppy seconds," I winked at her. She was tense at first, bracing herself, but she relaxed after she felt me inside her. "You're full of another man's cum," I whispered. I signaled that I wanted her to ride me. She mounted up so I could see her big fat ass, and I grabbed it hungrily while she rode me, his cum dripping down on my balls. She watched the man finish getting dressed. He bent down to kiss her while she sat on my cock. As my wife's tongue flitted around the man's mouth, I came again, adding to the white hot mess inside my wife.