Camping fun
Way back in the 80s my wife and I would go camping in a great, primitive camping area in the Texas Hill Country. One cove in particular was mostly nudes. We'd spend all weekend floating around with dozens of other people, our rafts tied together in a big island. Everybody naked, half drunk and mostly stoned. We got to know some people who were there pretty often, including 2 guys from Houston. They were younger than us, and one guy had the looks and manner women love.
Nudity around the campsite was common and the ambiance was sexy and loose. One night after a long day in the hot sun and too much to drink and smoke, I conked out in our tent, and my wife and our young friend took a sleeping bag out into the open away from the campsite, and fucked. She told me later he came in her but kept going and stayed hard until he came again. I was pretty unset when I found out, as it felt jealous sort of. I have to admit the potential for some casual sex was obvious. I really wish I had been there, too.
Years later we talked about our escapades from the past and she fessed up to me that earlier that day, when she and he had driven off in his truck to get water, they pulled off in some side path and he fucked her while he kneeled on the floor and she sat on the seat with her legs wrapped around him. He came in her 3 times that day and I never knew til years later. By then we had had several adventures so it merely gave me a big erection and we had sex talking about it. Ah, well. years ago.
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