Before I go into Saturday, a few observations. At least the two we have visited, I have observed that a vast majority of the people camping are older. My wife likes this. She says that she feels that older men are less likely to be aggressive or offended and that their reactions are more fun to observe. The second is that showing up with a new, unique camper draws a lot of attention. I will not post all the questions and tours I gave folks but it had to be around fifteen. The benefits of the tours and talking campers to these camping veterans is I learned a lot. Finally, almost all the campers are very kind and social.
Saturday.
As usual I am a early riser. I'm up before light. I make a pot of coffee and sit outside quietly smoking and drinking coffee. Being a small coffee maker I had two pots. My wife woke up at daylight and walked to the door naked. She had a massive hangover and asked if I brought nyquil. I retrieved from my toiletry bag and she took two full caps. I continued my coffee and cigarettes. Soon the caffeine and my natural ADHD kicked in. I am straightening the site, cleaning, organizing. Eventually I end up at my truck cleaning. By this time it's after eight. I fill a bag with trash and have to walk across the street to throw away. As I'm walking back a man walking a very tiny dog stops and said good morning. I respond good morning. I'm standing at my truck. He asked about my camper.
After official introduction we discuss my camper with me answering questions and him responding. Throughout this interaction I got a lot of information about him and camping. His name is Jose and sixty six years old. He is from Texas. He retired after selling his construction company and he and his wife spent time traveling till her passing a year and a half ago. He said he is looking to downsizing his camper. His tiny dogs name is Lilly. As I open this post I have yet to meet a rude or nonsocial camper.
We stood at my truck talking for what had to be twenty to thirty minutes. What was funny was every so often Jose would say a word in spanish and I would have to ask what? Eventually he asked if I would show him around my camper. We started at the front. We had closed the front window for privacy from walkers earlier. My wife was the furthest from my mind. I'm showing all the eminities on my camper and Jose is impressed for the size. He looked in the side window and asked about our dining area. I told him I temporarily removed the table to have better access to seating since we eat outside. We continued. Skipping some slow progression we made it to the back right and I'm telling him about the storage compartments and the bedroom. He looks into the window. I'm back about four feet talking. He staring in the window and I start telling him about the bedroom as I move to the back. I'm talking about the television that's removable to the outside, the change to a nice queen-sized mattress, the storage. I'm just talking as he looks inside. We reach the back left. I'm telling him how nice it is to open both side windows for a cross breeze to sleep to at night. He's again just looking in the window. I step forward a few steps to the window to point out the controls on the walls and stop.
My wife is flat on her back completely naked, tits up and legs open in a full on nyquil sleep. For a good two or three seconds I stand by Jose staring at my wife's pussy. I say, oh shit, we better go back to the truck. We did. Jose is smiling big. I asked if he saw her in the first window. Smiling he said, yes. I asked why he did not say anything. He said smiling, if you were my age and was looking at a beautiful naked woman would you? Smiling back at him I said, no I guess not. I explained we had a long night drinking and she took some nyquil this morning and must have just laid down and passed out. Jose said the best thing. He said, you will learn that like Vegas, what happens at the campgrounds stays at the campgrounds. We laughed. He went on to tell me several stories of his wife being seen naked and depending on the campgrounds she may end up topless or naked for hours but always at night. We ended up talking another half hour till he invited me to his site about fifteen down from ours towards the spillway.
My wife woke up and showered around noon. She was now feeling great and happy. While sitting around I told her about Jose. I thought she was going to be mad or shocked but quite the opposite. She had me retell twice with details.
Mid to late afternoon we walked to the spillway and on the way back Jose stopped us. After introductions we toured his big camper and visited. My wife loved the fact that we were talking and visiting and Jose had no idea she knew he had seen every inch of her. Before leaving my wife told Jose that we were drinking to music later and he and Lilly were welcome to come by if he wanted company.
Later we prepared a big meal and ate and drank outside. After clean up my wife made a large mix of tequila sunrise and poured her one I declined. I chose beer. After several drinks my wife was excited and frisky. She said I brought a new bikini cover. I said, I really don't want to swim. Smiling she said, me neither, it's completely see-through. Still not catching on I said, nice. It's almost dark and another drink in, she said, I'll play a hand of poker and if I lose I'll wear the cover. Smiling I said, did you buy it and bring it to wear. Smiling she said, possibly. I asked, what you wearing under it. She said nothing. My response, you invited Jose over. She said, but if I lose what can I say. I asked, are you wanting to wear it. Smiling but a little hesitantly she said, he's seen me already. He seem very nice and I didn't get to see his reactions. I said, if you want to put it on do it and you can say you lost. She said, really. I responded, if he shows up I'm not helping. At dark she went in and changed.
She walks out covering her tits. She looks around and sees no one. She drops her hands and slowly turns before sitting down. Smiling she asked what I thought. I said you may as well be naked. She said excited, I know right. It is so see-through it's almost not white. The front has a plunging neck line and the hem barely reaches her pussy. The back had seahorses across the shoulders and the hem was covering only half her ass. When I say covering I mean material. It concealed nothing.
Highlight. We are sitting talking. It's dark but the camper lights has her lit up. Her back is to the river with me facing her. She is now drunk and glassy eyed. A fisherman is walking close behind the campsites. When he gets almost behind her and maybe eight feet back I say, catching anything. He stops facing me. He said not at the rocks tonight. My wife is sitting knees wide pussy on display and hands gripping the armrest staring at me. I ask, what he was fishing for and what bait and where he was headed. He happily responded to each. He was behind her for a solid minute before heading on. My wife said, that was wild. I asked why. She said I thought he was going to walk up and I was not going to move if he did. We discussed.
After, I said, you want to see if another will stop and talk. She said, yes. I said if he does will you touch yourself. Smiling she said if you want. So we agreed. Not long another was passing. She's sitting legs wide, hand on upper thigh. This one was a little further back. I asked the same and he stopped. My wife started slowly running her middle finger up and down her slit. I slowed my questions but asked the same. She then started rubbing her clit side to side and faster. To prolong this I asked where he was going now. Mid response, my wife started sliding her finger into her opening and let out a moan. She only got two strokes before I said thanks and good luck. She was not happy with me. She said another minute and she would be good. Her pussy is glistening with moisture. I said maybe I can get another to stop. Her response was you better.
Before another approached I can see Jose approaching. He's carrying a chair his leash and a cooler waving saying my name. I look at my wife and said, well you got your wish here's Jose coming. She kills the rest of her drink. I said, remember this is your story, I'm just here to agree. Smiling big and looking excited she said, I got this. Jose walked in and set the cooler and chair down. He unleashed Lilly saying she won't go anywhere. He opened a beer and drank. He sat down and said how are we doing. My wife had changed her demener. She is looking at me scared arms crossed over her tits and legs crossed faking. I said holding up my beer, I'm doing great. I turned the music down some. Jose said, me too, I've been drinking beer the last hour waiting to come over, I didn't want to be too early. My wife hasn't moved. We talk beer a minute, he drinks some hispanic import I've never had, I drink domestic. Jose is drunk and keeps changing from english to spanish.
Eventually Jose looks at my wife and asked if she was OK. She looked at him smiling and said, I'm fine, still covering. He started telling us what he cooked and ate. I told him what we had. After that conversation and another beer Jose asked my wife why she is so quiet. She said, well, we were listening to music playing name the song and artist. I thought I knew the artist to a song so we made a bet. I guess Jose was so drunk he had not noticed her cover. Jose said so you lot a bet, he grabbed his wallet and said, so how much you owe, I'll pay it for you. Smiling and a short chuckle, she said it was not money it was something else. Jose looks at me. I said, don't look at me, I knew the artist, she made the bet and lost. Drunk and looking confused Jose said, if not money what did you lose. She did her best pouty look at him and said, my clothes. Jose smiled really big raised his beer and said something loudly in spanish then killed the beer. My wife asked, what was that. He said essentially, now it's a camping party.
That sort of broke the moment. He and my wife did a question answer session about bets and paying up on bets and excuses along with some accusations of cheating. My only input was I did not make the bet, all I did was try to correct her being wrong. She was just too sure she was correct. I was glad Jose did not ask me the artist because I did not pay attention as they talked to what she said. Eventually Jose said so how much clothing did you lose. She said, everything. He said but you are wearing that. She said smiling, it's see-through turning in her chair still covering. We could see all her body and the cleavage she had smushed together. Again Jose lifted his beer and loudly proclaimed the same as before taking a drink. My wife said, so Jose how was your day. He went into listing all the boring things he had done. As he listed my wife adjusted her arms swapping to a one arm and hand cover purposefully giving us a nipple flash to use her other hand to take a drink. Jose was quick to say, I see what you meant. She asked, what. He said, that shirt is really see through. She ignored him and took a drink. After discussing his boring routine and he made mention of its really a daily routine everywhere unless he meets others.
My wife asked how long he had been here. He said two weeks. She asked if he's meet others to visit with. He said not here. She asked where he was going next. He said he was probably going back to Texas. My wife felt bad that he spent two weeks with just his dog for company. She said, tell me about earlier when I was sleeping. He looked at me. I said, I told. She really put him on the spot asking what he saw. To Jose's credit he was telling her details of his view from each window. After that exchange she said, I have to pee and get a drink. She looked around seeing no one. She was still covering her tits. Lilly was laying at her feet. She stood up. Lilly sat up. She turned ass to Jose and bent over petting Lilly for a few seconds. She stood up and walked to the camper. Jose stood up and moved his cooler beside me and then his chair. Took a big drink. Looked seriously at me said, wow. I agreed. I said, she's really drunk now and wanted to make sure I told her the truth asking you about this morning. He said, amazing.
She came back still covering her tits with her arm and did the same. This time putting her drink in the cup holder, legs opened wide, bent down petting Lilly. This is what we are seeing. A freshly fingered wet pussy from behind. I now see why Jose said wow. We are looking from butt hole to opening forward. She had some moisture on her thighs from previous fingering. The camper lights had her pussy glistening and lit up. We are also seeing her tits for the first time hanging as she's bent over. Her nipples were hard pink and pointing. She stood up and sat down covering her tits. I said you realize Jose saw your tits this morning and just now. Acting shy, she sheepishly said, I was just trying to maintain some modesty. Jose said just like he said this morning to my wife. Just like Vegas, what happens at the campgrounds stays at the campgrounds. She dropped her arm. Jose asked if he could give her a compliment. She said of course. He said, your breast are even more beautiful than this morning. She was embarrassed and said thank you.
Rather than go through all the views we had, my wife sat in varying positions throughout the night, imagine a view, we had it. Nothing would beat the six or seven times we got the view with her petting Lilly bent over. My favorite was the next time my wife went to pee. Jose suggested we move a little closer. We did. We moved from ten feet to six. She came out and being drunk either didn't notice or care. Lilly sat up as she approached. She stopped as usual and we are now looking at this wet aroused pussy from just a few feet for quite some time. I really enjoyed looking at her now somewhat freshly fingered pussy.
Also, we did not adjourn till close to one in the morning so imagine all the drunk teasing going on.
Now to my highlights.
A lot of casual conversation would be going on. Jose mentioned a time he dared his wife to go from the camper to the truck naked to get something and return. He said she had to walk and no covering. He said that the man camping next to them was outside and they were unaware. He said that on the way back he spoke to her. He was watching from the window and his wife stopped and they spoke for some seconds before her return. My wife loved this. For the next thirty minutes my wife would tell Jose and Jose would counter. Jose only had five or six. My wife continued. She told him about previous camping exposures. Once he ran out she told him about masturbating in the shower to orgasm to a man watching. She told him about the man Friday night. He would ask questions she would respond. To my shock. She told him about touching herself earlier with a man standing behind her. This invoked an exchange of what ifs. It was like she was one upping for shock. It was awesome quietly listening to her tell him.
Later, jose and I are talking and my wife was on her phone. Jose nodded towards her. She is sitting knees wide apart and running her finger casually up and down her pussy. We sat quietly watching till I asked if she was having fun. She stopped, got her drink sipped and said mind your business. This happen again later when Jose nodded. I look. My wife is running the tip of her finger across her sit in little up and down motions looking at us looking at her. She does not stop. She said, you boys can keep talking. We forgot what we were talking about. She stopped laughing.
Later. Jose had been walking around the back of our camper to pee. He said, damn I got to go again. This time he said, you mind if I just use your tree. I had been using the tree just a few feet to my wife's right. I said feel free. Jose stumbles to the tree. He unsnapped his shorts, they fell to the ground. Jose was commando. He is leaning forward both hands on the tree. My wife is laughing at him. She said, no underwear. Jose starts peeing. He said, less laundry laughing. I swear he was a full minute peeing. My wife is staring at his penis the full minute. When done he stands and give it a few shakes saying something in spanish. He then falls trying to pull his shorts up. He starts laughing as do we. Jose is laying to my left on his back, shorts around his knees laughing. He said, you guys mind your business as he starts stroking his dick. We all laughed at his remark copying my wife. He gets up shorts in place and sits. We started laughing as he mimicked my wife's earlier responses.
We are some time around midnight. Jose is drunk and talking. She's at that point in drunk that she does not care. She always says, when I get like that, don't let me do stupid. She and Jose started talking about all the things they had told each about nudity while camping. Jose said I bet you won't go get me a drink when I ask. She said I will. She started to get up. He said no, when I tell you. He said a fisherman was approaching. She smiled responded, say when. The man was closer to the river. Jose said now. She slowly walked to the camper. The man continued walking Jose shouted, don't forget my lime. The man stopped, looking. She's in the widow tits on display. The man is standing looking. She walks out and hands Jose the drink then returned to her chair sitting. The man walks on. She asked if he stopped looking. We both answered yes. She smiled.
Later, Jose said, how about a dare. My wife said you first. Jose said, dare for a dare. My wife said, I'm not getting arrested. Jose laughed. She said we have to tell our dares first. Jose agreed. They went back and forth. She was having fun. Skipping the negotiations. Jose agreed to walk naked around the camper. He did this in classic Jose fashion stumbling all the way. My wife's dare was the same as earlier but she had a time limit. She would touch herself if Jose could stop someone behind her. My wife negotiated that if noone was to pass by quarter to one she goes to bed. We sit still talking. While talking my wife had her drink in one hand and her other on her upper inner thigh. She was slouched down her pussy was at the edge of the chair. Her knees were wide open. I remember my wife saying fifteen minutes. Soon after Jose said, one coming.
We all look it was a single guy walking slowly. She kept looking at me and I smiled. She winked at me putting her drink in the holder. When he got a couple of sites away I could see he was a short, heavier black man and looked to be in his mid thirties. I told my wife, this is a young guy. She says, a dares a dare. When he was behind my wife about three steps, eight or nine feet, jose said, its a little late to be fishing. He stopped, smiling he said yea, to some. Jose said why's that. He said I work three to eleven, I'm wide awake so I come fishing after. From this point I know they discussed fish, bait, spillway, locations, gear, methods. I zoned out watching my wife. She is running her middle two fingers up and down a wet glistening pussy. She then started rubbing the tips of both fingers quickly side to side over her clit. After a minute or so of them talking to my shock she moves down and slowly inserted both fingers into her opening. She slowly went further and further till she was knuckle deep. She let out a small moan. I believe Jose was talking but they both looked, jose kept talking. I'm sure if the back of the chair was standard he would see her. He did tilt his head looking. He starts responding to Jose and I look at my wife. She is slowly pulling her fingers almost out and slowly pushing back knuckle deep. My hearts racing. She starts to speed up and I'm hearing some sloshing from all the wetness and the speed, I thought maybe I should have set the music louder. My wife is at a point with her eyes closed, oblivious to her surroundings. The man was talking and she is definitely having a wet sound coming from her fingering. Both Jose and I are watching. I'm sure the man sees our eyes not on him. Jose, said something about weight and hook at this point. Then she let's out another more audible two second moan. To Jose's credit he did not miss a beat talking. The man did lean to the side to look before responding.
Now I'm somewhat nervous about what's next. My wife is seconds from an orgasm. Sober and aware of her surroundings she's good at a quiet orgasm. So far, drunk, it's like we are alone at home. She continued then removed her fingers. I thought good. Jose and I are looking at her extremely wet pussy and ass cheeks along with a freshly fucked opening staring at us. She the started quickly and roughly rubbing her clit. The sound of wet pussy was definitely heard. She let out a loud long moan shuttering. She closed her legs tight on her still moving hand with small convulsions. The conversation stopped. Jose and I are just looking at her. The man looked confused and said, is she OK. She sat up in her chair still convulsing keeping her eyes closed with a small moan. I said, must have been a bad dream. Jose, smiling said or a really good one. The man still looking around but at the top of her head smiling said, I'll agree with him. After a few seconds she opens her eyes and smiles. Her pink nipples were still rock hard and pointing. You could smell the sex in the air. Still we are all just staring. The man had taken a step further trying to see what was in the chair. I said, you OK. She said, I feel great now. She took a deep breath and exhaled. She said, I think it's time for bed. After a pause she stand up. I would love to describe the look on the man's face looking at her naked ass standing there. Shocked is the best. Lilly had moved to the middle from her feet moving around. Legs open she bent over petting her apologizing. The man's eyes are on her pussy. She picks her up and turns facing her chair pretending not to see the man. She puts Lilly in her chair saying I'm going to bed you sit here. Jose and I are now looking at what the man saw which is a very wet freshly finger fucked pussy with her wet opening looking back at us.
She stands. She looks him straight in the eye. I'm looking at his eyes. He is darting from her tits to pussy to tits. No attempt at covering. She said. Oh, hello. I'm sorry, I'm too tired to cover up, you boys have fun, I'm going to bed. She turns back facing the man when she got beside me and said I'm sorry, it was nice meeting you. She kissed me on the forehead and we all watched her walk to the camper and enter. She closed the screen and pulled the bikini cover over her head and off. We all quietly watched her go to the refrigerator get a water facing the window naked taking a drink then another. I'm wishing I was standing to see her pussy but only the man had that view. Jose and I are looking at tits. We stand and look as she crawls on the bed. She's on all fours ass to the window with three men looking at pussy and titties shaking as they hang while she wrestles with covers and pillows. She then falls out of view.
The man said, that must have been a hell of a party. Jose said it sure was. He turns headed back the way he approached. Jose said, where you going. Smiling, he said, I'm going home to handle more important business than fishing. I helped Jose carry his things back. We discussed the night and we parted exchanging numbers. He said he and lilly will make a special trip back to visit us. I get back and my wife is out snoring.
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