As soon as I opened the door to the Jeep, I smiled. The fresh air was a nice change from the city, and this campsite was beautiful, with towering pine trees and blue sky peeking through. Everything was peaceful and calm out here. I didn’t realize that the other campsites would be so close to us. I could see their vans and tents just through the clearing. I didn’t mind though, as long as I got to spend quality time with my man.
Zach was already working on putting together the tent, while I began to get the fire going. Camping was one of those things we loved to do as a couple and was pretty much a summer tradition at this point. We went every chance we got, although this particular campsite was new to us.
Zach came over to kiss me, pulling me into his arms. “What should we do now?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I was thinking –”
Before I could answer, the distinct noises of someone having sex nearby caught my attention. It was unmistakable. Zach and I exchanged glances, both of us near laughter, and began walking from our site through the clearing.
“Holy shit,” Zach said quietly, as we watched a woman getting fucked while she held onto a tree. Meanwhile, another man was eating a woman’s pussy as she lay back in a hammock.
“Wow,” I said impressively. “They’re really having a good time camping, huh?”
Just as we were about to turn back, we paused as the two men switched positions.
“Hey! Hey there!”
To our horror, a tall bald man was appearing from a camper, with a woman holding his hand.
“Welcome! We were wondering when the last couple was showing up!” he said cheerfully, approaching me and Zach.
“I’m sorry?” Zach said, confused. “I think we might be at the wrong campsite.”
“You’re swingers, are you not?” said the man, looking back and forth between us.
I laughed. “Um, well, no. We didn’t realize. . .” I trailed off, feeling dumb.
“Have you ever thought about trying?” asked the man, and the woman attached to his arm let out a playful giggle.
One thing led to another after that. We couldn’t resist itching that curious scratch we suddenly had and Zach and I found ourselves fucking on a blanket laid out on a clearing of grass, as the campfire crackled behind us. The other couples had all taken to their own spots, their loud moans and whimpers filling the air. I couldn’t believe this was happening! I had been embarrassed at first but had quickly come to enjoy this experience.
I wrapped my legs around Zach, pulling him against me as he thrusted.
“Your pussy is so much wetter than normal,” he said, looking at me with a devilish sort of expression.
After a few minutes, a short dark-haired man called out to Zach. “Do you want to switch?”
The short man appeared on my blanket then, smiling at me. He seemed friendly and had the thickest cock I had ever seen. I felt a sense of thrill then, and it only increased when I looked back to see that Zach had crawled on top of a woman in the hammock and was sliding his cock into her.
“I’m Derek,” he said, getting in between my legs as I lay back once again. “God, look at you.”
His hands began to run up and down my smooth, pale skin, taking my tits in his hands.
“Oh wow, you’re so wet. . .” Derek breathed, running the head of his cock along my slit.
“Fuuuuck!” I moaned when he finally pushed inside of me. He felt so good, stretching me out like that.
Derek grabbed my hips and started thrusting in hard, fast motions that left me dizzy. I couldn’t believe what a turn-on this was. I had never considered swinging before. I had thought we were just coming to a regular old campsite, but here I was, getting fucked by someone else’s husband while my own husband was pounding some pretty blonde in a hammock.
“Yes, yes!” I screamed as I realized I was cumming.
“Fuck yes,” groaned Derek, watching me as I came.
It was nice to be out here in the woods, not having to worry about being too loud. I could scream and enjoy being the quivering, wet mess that I was.
Derek and I both got up then and headed over to the hammock where Zach and the blonde were changing positions. Before I knew what was happening, the blonde was pulling me into the hammock with her, and I found myself between her legs.
I had never eaten pussy before, but I quickly realized how much I was enjoying it. As I started to lap away at this stranger’s clit, using my fingers to run across the slick entrance of her pussy, Zach was behind me with his face buried in my ass. I looked up to see Derek putting his cock up to the woman’s face so she could begin to suck it while I ate her pussy. Her moans were cute and only enticed me further, so I began to finger her at the same time as I licked her clit.
Zach’s fingers dug into my skin as he held my ass cheeks apart. The sun filtered through the trees and cast a warm glow down on all of us. Somewhere behind us, a person was tossing another log onto the fire, just carrying on about their day.
I’m not sure where the day went. We spent hours exploring everyone’s bodies, resting, sitting by the fire, and fucking. I was fucked by Derek again, Zach, and another man called Trevor. The blonde woman and another wife named Kelly took turns eating my pussy and sucking my nipples before we switched positions.
It wasn’t until late into the night that Zach and I returned to our tent, completely exhausted.
“So. . . I guess camping isn’t the only thing we like to do as a couple?” he said, crawling into his sleeping bag.
I laughed and curled up closer to him. “I guess not.”
