[JonThink]

My wife and I had a tent camper that we pulled behind our bike. We were at a motorcycle rally camped around a number of tenters. My wife had gotten a little drunk and was ready for some heavy sex a little early in the evening. We said good-night to our fellow campers and turned in. As we ripped each other's clothes off and got involved, we never gave a second thought that we were in an elevated camper bed supported only by two thin stints. In addition, we had unzipped the window fly on the end of the elevated bed to get more air for our amorous adventure. As we became more tangled and involved, the hunching and pumping became more accentuated. After a good ten minutes or so of heavy, rigorous pumping, we both started climaxing. I doubt if anyone outside the tent had any doubt what was going on in that canvas enclosure. My wife was breathing heavy and calling out, "Harder and faster!" I was breathing and sighing with each thrust and squirting a good dose of semen in that hot, wet pussy -- when all of a sudden the stints supporting the bed buckled and slid out from under the bed area of the camper. With that the entire bed collapsed downward toward the unzipped window. We both sled out through that open window onto the ground below becoming somewhat uncoupled. Of course there were a dozen or so people gathered around the campsite. There we were -- two totally nude people with my dick still shooting semen, and my wife spread-eagled dripping a good amount of the same from her glistening pussy. Neither of us were physically hurt, but we loss a little face that evening as everyone hollered and clapped while we scrambled to our feet to search for our clothes and reconstruct the tent enclosure with some degree of dignity. We heard about this episode for years.