Kampsite with Kandi and Kim

[Everard]

Day Four – Wednesday

My backlog of work took longer to clear than I’d hoped and it was nearly midday on the Wednesday before I turned into the Kampsite. I climbed out of the car, noticed it was hot enough to strip right away and did so. I was just in time to see Kandi on her way back from a game of boules and the moment she caught sight of me she ran over and gave me a huge hug. “I’ve bloody missed you,” she blurted out when the accompanying kisses had subsided. “Me too,” I replied. Kim was just behind, although her greeting was slightly less passionate.

In the grain store, most of the gang who hadn’t been out playing were present and those who had were beginning to drift in. The Wine Tasting Society had staked their claim to the top table; it was a bit early to start, but I noticed the box was there already. After lunch there were more silly games with lots of opportunities for people watching (more accurately female people watching), followed by a quiz. This hadn’t finished by tea time, so we resumed afterwards for Part Two. Our table came second, yet again.

“What’s on for this evening?” I asked. “Karaoke,” was Kandi’s reply. “Looks like it might be another early night then,” I observed. “As it’s our last night, we should make it a goodun.” (Kandi and Kim were going home the next day; they had to work on the Friday and wanted a good night’s sleep so they could be up early to open. They didn’t say exactly what they were opening and we didn’t ask.)

“Kim says there’s a Trivial Pursuit in the van,” said Kandi. “Perhaps the four of us could play that.”

“Yes, I love Triv,” I said. “Did I ever tell you I’d worked out a much more interesting way of playing it?”

“You didn’t,” said Kandi. “Perhaps we could try that later.”

“No point, we’re naked already.”

Kandi shot me a wicked smile. “Are you trying to get my clothes on?” At the next table, Roger and Kim wondered why we were both falling about laughing.

We only stayed for about half an hour of the karaoke, which was long enough to catch Roxy and Yolanda performing a duet, complete with some rather slinky and sexy dance moves. I was grateful we were sitting down; I really needed the table to hide my reaction at that point.

We separated to find some clothes to put on so that we could start the game. I made a quick stop at my car to fetch the bottles of red I had bought on the way there, and when I got to the van Kim found suitable drinking vessels and poured some out. We each took a corner of the bed and arranged the TP board and other bits and pieces between us.

“So how do we play?” Kandi asked.

“Triv rules as normal,” I said, “except a few variations which I’ll explain as we go – if I can remember them! Main feature is the forfeit; when you get to a Wedge square, a correct answer means you nominate someone to remove one layer, an incorrect answer means you remove one yourself. Now do we want to play as individuals or teams?”

“Individual!” insisted both ladies simultaneously.

“So be it. Throw a six to start.” We each selected a counter and started throwing the dice. Roger was the first to get a six so was off. But he fell down on his first question and passed the dice to Kandi who only threw a three so it was over to me. By the time we’d all got going, Roger had answered his first successful question so Kim’s shoes were off. (Pairs count as one.) My shoes were the next to go for not knowing what year JFK had been shot,
then Kandi’s when I got a sports question right and nominated her.

Nothing interesting happened for about half an hour, by which time we were into the second bottle of wine and the state of play was as follows: Roger – in shorts only. Kim – shorts and bra. Kandi – shorts only (she’d forgotten to put on a bra). Me – shorts and shirt. And Kim had just remembered a fact about the Himalayas and thrown a four to land on an orange square.

“What did you do that for?” I said. “You could have gone the other way for a brown wedge.”

“I can’t, I’ve already got the brown wedge.”

“You can still score a point off it though.” (Or lose one, but I didn’t mention that.) We awarded Kim an honorary Backspace and she moved the counter to the brown Wedge square (or Cheese as I am fond of calling them).

Her question was on an author she’d never heard of so she lost the bra, in the process pitching a little tent in my shorts. It was less than an hour since my last sight of those boobies but I’d quite missed them. Now diagonally opposite Kandi’s, having both pairs back was a welcome sight. Roger then had his go, put his Renaissance knowledge to good use and, surprisingly, nominated me. So, my shirt got thrown in the corner. Back to Kandi who met with no success, but it was my turn next and a couple of right answers put me in line for a yellow Cheese and another good guess gave me the right to nominate. Naturally I chose Kandi; she stood up and I eased the shorts smoothly to the floor to reveal my favorite coin-slot, looking a little moist already. My tent grew a bit. Who am I trying to kid? It grew a lot! I had chosen a very-very skimpy pair of shorts that I hadn’t had the courage to wear until now, and Percy was threatening to escape out the top.

Of course the dice now passed to Kim, and the lucky devil landed straight on her specialist subject, the pink Entertainment Cheese which she of course aced. She nominated Roger who slipped off his shorts revealing a surprisingly relaxed todger. Mine wasn’t! Roger was probably concentrating on the next question but much good it did him for he drew a blank – as did Kandi when she went next. Then it was me and after a few lucky breaks I landed on a nice blue Geography Cheese. Oh, good. What’s the longest river in the world? Fortunately, I knew. One up to me, and the only person I could nominate was Kim. Roger wasn’t volunteering to peel the shorts off, and I thought it might look a bit forward if I did, so I left her to it. She did it quite sexily though, and I could drink in the sight of her delicate blonde pubes as they emerged blinking into the light, translucently displaying a glimpse of her enticing pussy lips. Of course I had to imagine what they felt like inside, but that had been fantasy fodder for the last few days now.

“Does that mean you’ve won?” asked Kim and Kandi together.

“No,” I said. “Much as I’d like to accept the victory, we have to finish the game. After all, one of you could put something back on so you might beat me.” I passed the dice to Kim, whose turn it now was. She got her next couple of questions right, landed on the green triangle and won it.

“Can only be you,” she said nominating me. Not so, she had the option of replacing a layer but perhaps the wine had either rendered her incapable of remembering that particular rule, or me incapable of explaining it in the first place. Kandi pulled me towards her and only needed to move the shorts a quarter of an inch to liberate most of my boner. She’d freed the rest of it within seconds. She tossed my shorts aside to land on one of the light fittings and while the others were distracted, planted a kiss on the end of my tumescent member. She gave me a hug while whispering in my ear, “More later.”

“So, who has won then?” This was Roger, who I noticed was now beginning to sport an erection too.

“Nobody really, we still have to finish the game.”

“Oh blimey.” That was Kim. She had a point; we had now started the third and final bottle. Frankly I’ve forgotten now, and doubt if I could remember then, how the game finished and who won. But at least we did finish it, amid much cuddling and caressing on both sides of the bed.

The game and the wine ended at about the same time. Talking of the time, it was now quite late so Kandi and I got up to leave, but Kim wouldn’t hear of it. “You’re not going back to that tent tonight. Have the bed down here, and us two shortarses can take the little one over the cab.”

So that’s exactly what we did. Giving Kim her goodnight hug, I was acutely aware of my rock-hard prick digging into her but she either didn’t notice or didn’t mind.

So, we all staggered drunkenly into the sack. I’ve no idea what they were getting up to in the top bunk, but rest assured there was plenty of action where we were.


(More to follow soon!)