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WARNING: The following story is intended only for adult reading.
It portrays the actions of consenting adults. Those under the age of
18, those bothered by sexually explicit language or depiction of
sexual events, or those who live in areas where the reading of this
material is illegal should not continue.
Camping with the In-Laws PART 4 (MFMF, swap)
By Snake
My wife and I were pretty quiet that evening -- both lost in our
private thoughts about the strange and exciting events of the last 24
hours. This camping trip had turned out to be an unexpected
opportunity to not only test the boundaries of our marriage, but
perhaps to also explore and indulge some of our personal secret
fantasies. If Kellie and Steve -- my wife's sister and her husband --
noticed how reserved we were, nothing was said.
We enjoyed another delicious Dutch-oven dinner, then we all
settled around the fire to drink some beer and visit. Steve was his
normal, life-of-the-party self. . .continually cracking jokes and
generally acting larger than life. It was hard not to like the guy. He
was so self-assured and comfortable with his surroundings. Even
with the knowledge that he had seduced and taken advantage of my
wife earlier that afternoon, I had to admit that I found it difficult to
hold any grudge or ill feelings about him. Somehow I knew he had
no intention of offending me by his actions. Of course, his wife and I
had done the same. . .if not worse.
After a while, Steve said, "How about some smoke?" Grinning
slyly, he reached into a small fanny-pack and pulled out a custom-
made pipe and a plastic bag filled with green, leafy buds. "I think it's
high time we all get a little. . .high!" he chuckled.
Natalie and I had both smoked pot in college while we were
dating. It wasn't a major thing, just something we did at parties and
on weekends for fun. But since we had been married and started to
raise a family, we had put it aside to be more "responsible". With the
mood we were both in right now, however, it sounded like the perfect
idea. "Absolutely. . ." I blurted, then I glanced over at my wife to
check her reaction. She kind of shrugged and said, "Sure, why not?"
Steve fired up the pipe and began passing it around. It had been a
long time since we inhaled the thick, pungent smoke in our lungs, so
Natalie and I kind of choked and gagged through the first few hits.
But soon that familiar relaxed sensation started to wash over my
body. It didn't take long for us all to get fairly giddy. My wife is
especially entertaining when she's stoned. She usually just sits and
giggles for no apparent reason; the drug takes away most of her
inhibitions, and sometimes she can get pretty loose. . .and even
aroused.
My Sister-In-Law, Kellie, seemed to be loose naturally, but the
pot made her almost out of control. She started telling dirty jokes and
was making suggestive comments while she draped herself all over
her husband -- continuously rubbing her hands over him. I watched,
floating in a light fog, as she trailed one hand up Steve's thigh and
came dangerously close to grasping the clearly outlined bulge on
display in the crotch of his shorts. I looked over to see my wife
staring in the same direction almost like she was in a trance.
Suddenly Kellie shouted, "Let go skinny dipping!"
We all looked at each other for a moment like we didn't
comprehend what she had suggested. "Come on. . .it will be fun!"
she insisted.
In my dazed condition, my mind started to consider the
interesting possibilities of us all stripping down and getting in the
water together. After everything that had happened already, this
almost seemed like a natural next step. Thinking about it for a
minute, I said, "All right, I'm up for it. . . Then I turned to Natalie.
She sat there unsteadily with an amused look on her pretty face.
"Come on, Hon. . .let's go for it!" I urged.
She busted up. "You've got to be kidding! There's no way I'm
stripping naked and getting in that freezing water!" she laughed.
"Forget it. . ."
"We don't have to go in the lake," Steve piped up. "There's a
natural hot springs not too far away that's just like a hot tub. It's
awesome. . .I've been meaning to take you guys over to check it out
anyway."
I looked back at my wife. "That sounds good," I offered. I don't
know why, but now this little outing was important to me. "You like
hot tubs!" I said lamely. "Yeah, Nat. . .you like hot tubs!" her little
sister drunkenly laughed from across the fire.
Natalie was still giggling with a dreamy, far-away look, but I
could see she was struggling to consider the idea. "I don't know. . ."
she finally said. "I don't think I could go in naked, with everybody
looking. . .I'd be embarrassed."
"Oh jeez, Nat. . ." Kellie almost shouted, "Don't be a spaz. . .it's
just us, we're all family! Wear yer damn swim suit if ya want, I don't
care. . .let's just go!"
"Oh, all right. . ." Natalie finally conceded. "What the hell, I'll
go. But I think I will put something on. . ."
We split up for the time it took to change clothes and gather a few
things. Then Steve lead us off into the night with a flashlight to help
find our way along the trail.
After about 15 minutes of hiking, we came around a bend and
there was the hot springs in a small clearing framed by a natural cove
formed by rocky cliffs that reached up the mountain. The spring
itself was like a moderate-sized pool with grassy banks all around.
The bright moonlight gleamed on the water, and we could see steam
rising up in the cool summer air. It was an ideal setting.
Steve switched off the flashlight and said, "Let's get naked!" He
wasted little time in stripping off his shoes, shirt and shorts; then,
without hesitation, he hooked his thumbs in his boxer shorts and
skinned them down his legs. I couldn't help staring at the impressive
tool dangling between his thighs; it seemed to hang halfway down to
his knees, and it was thick and angry-looking -- even when flaccid.
Glancing over, I caught my wife obviously staring at his manhood
too.
Kellie broke the spell by shouting, "What's the matter. . .waiting
for an invitation?" I looked over to see her pull the T-shirt over her
head revealing her large, perfectly-formed breasts that I had become
intimately familiar with. They looked just as inviting in the
moonlight. She had on her black bikini bottom again, but before she
could strip that off too my wife spoke up. . . "Wow, Kell. . .you're
sure not shy, are you. Why don't you at least leave something on so I
don't feel like the only one. . .please?"
"Oh, all right. . .Goody-two-shoes," Kellie sighed. "But it's way
more fun if you go all the way. You should try it."
"Maybe later. . .I'm just not ready yet," Nat said, as she kicked off
her shoes. She was wearing a T-shirt and some shorts. She'd
forgotten to pack a swimsuit. "At least take off your shorts!" Kellie
chided her. "You have underwear on, don't ya?"
Natalie looked over at me questioningly. "Go ahead. . ." I said.
"I'm going for it." Then I began to pull my clothes off. I could sense
both women's eyes on me as I finally reached for my boxers. Feeling
playful, I turned my back to them and slowly peeled the garment
down my legs -- pausing to give them a good look at "my" full moon.
I heard Kellie giggling and encouraging me with raunchy comments
about my "cute" ass. Finally I stripped completely and turned around
to expose the "Full Monty", aware that I was half erect. "My, my. . ."
Kellie said, grinning.
Steve was already relaxing in the water, lighting up another bowl
of pot. "Come on in. . .the water's fine!" he yelled.
Natalie realized she was holding up the party, so she reluctantly
unzipped her shorts and slid them down her shapely legs.
Underneath, my wife had on skimpy white panties. Deciding to leave
those and her T-shirt on, she said, "OK, let's go. . ." and we all joined
Steve in the soothing, steamy water. The temperature was close to
perfect.
The hot spring was fairly shallow -- the surface was just above my
waist when I stood up. The bottom was sandy, but there were large,
smooth rocks here and there that proved to be good stools and chairs
to perch on; so we sat there lounging, gently splashing ourselves, and
chatting while we passed the pipe and refueled a raging buzz.
We kind of naturally paired up with our spouses at first. Natalie
sat next to me and I noticed that her shirt had become almost
transparent when it got wet. I could easily see her dark nipples
showing through the fabric. "Why don't you just take that thing off,"
I told her at last. "It's not hiding anything anyway." She looked
down and could see I was right. Between the peer pressure and the
fresh high she was enjoying, she finally gave in. Crossing her arms,
she pulled the wet shirt over her head and tossed it aside, exposing
her glistening breasts to us all. Kellie and Steve both clapped and
whistled with approval.
By now we were all pretty stoned. There was a lot of horsing-
around -- splashing back and forth and laughing; we were having a
great time. Then Kellie said, "Let's play a game!"
"What game?" I asked.
"I dunno. . .let's play Truth or Dare. . ."
"God, I haven't played Truth or Dare since we were teenagers,"
Natalie laughed.
"I don't think I've ever played it. . .or at least I don't remember
how it goes. . ." .I said. "How do you play?"
Kellie explained, "Well, the way we used to play it, you pick
somebody and ask them 'Truth or Dare?'. . .then they have to pick
one. If they pick 'Truth' you can ask them any question and they
have to answer it; but, if they pick 'Dare', you can tell them to do
anything and they have to do it. . .they have to do whatever you say."
This game sounded like it could create some interesting
possibilities -- especially in our current state of feeling no pain. "So
then what happens. . ." I asked.
"After the person does the Truth or Dare, then they can pick the
next person. . .and it keeps going like that." For some reason Kellie
kept looking at me while she laid out the rules.
"What if you don't want to tell about something. . .or if you don't
want to do what they say," Natalie said nervously. "I mean, I know
you guys, Kell, you can be sick and twisted sometimes!"
"Get over it, Sis. . .you remember the game," Kellie shot back
with a mischievous grin. "Them's the rules. That's what makes it
fun. . .anything goes! Tell all or pay the penalty!"
"I'm in. . ." Steve said. "Me too," I heard myself say.
"Oh, what the hell. . ." Natalie giggled. "I'm so stoned, I
probably won't remember anything anyway! Who goes first?"
Steve had an idea to take an empty beer can and spin it in the
water between us. Whomever the top of the can pointed to when it
came close to stopping could choose the first victim. The can
eventually pointed to me. Steve looked up and said, "Go for it, Mike.
Who's it gonna be?"
"Kellie. . ." I said without hesitation. "Truth or Dare?"
My wife's sister had a twinkle in her eyes as she folded her arms
and stared back at me. "Truth!" she said, almost challenging me.
Realizing the pressure was now on me to set the tone for this wild
activity, I thought for a moment; I had to make it good. "Ok," I said
finally, "What is the most outrageous sexual fantasy you have that
you have never told anybody about?" I immediately felt proud of
myself for such a bold question -- especially when my wife slapped
my shoulder.
But Kellie didn't even pause to think about it. "That easy," she
said. "I've always wanted to be in like a group sex thing where there
are people all over me -- touching and sucking me and everything. I
think it would be so cool to like, just overdose on sex, ya know?"
She and Steve looked at each other and burst out laughing. Steve
said, "I thought it was supposed to be something I didn't know about.
Guess again! That sure sounds like something Kellie would like.
Who's next?"
Kellie looked around for a moment. "Natalie!. . .Truth or Dare?"
I could see my wife struggling with the choice. I knew she didn't
want to reveal anything like Kellie had just told us, but she was also
afraid her sister would make her do something really embarrassing or
perverted. "Truth. . ." she finally whispered.
I could see the wheels spinning in Kellie's devious brain. "All
right, Big Sister. . .how often do you masturbate. . .and what do you
think about when you do?"
Natalie gasped, "That's two questions! You are so wicked,
Kellie!"
Kellie snickered, "Answer everything. . .or I'll just ask again
later." I was really interested to hear what my wife would say, too.
Nat cleared her throat tentatively. "Well, uh. . .I guess maybe two
or three times. . .a week," she started. "What do I think about? I
dunno. . .making love, I guess. . ."
We all groaned in disappointment (although I was surprised to
learn how often my wife admitted to diddling herself). "Everybody
thinks about fucking. . ." Kellie said. Come on, give us details about
what you think about!"
"Jeez, I dunno. . ." Nat said, "I probably think about romantic
things like being captured by a handsome pirate or something and
then seduced and taken almost against my will. . . You know, stuff
like that." Her fantasy seemed to satisfy the group. It certainly got
me thinking. "My turn," Natalie said, as she looked around. . .
"Steve. . .Truth or Dare?"
The big fireman didn't even look surprised or concerned. "Dare!"
he said defiantly.
Natalie seemed to struggle with her thoughts again. Then she
lowered her eyes, and in a small voice that sounded almost like a
little girl she said, "Show us how big your. . .cock is. . ."
Steve got a big grin on his face and chuckled, "Hard or soft?"
"Hard. . ." she meekly replied.
"Well, to do that I'm gonna need some help. Any volunteers?" he
said as he looked strait at my wife. Natalie still was looking down at
her chest. I think she had surprised even herself with her request and
was afraid to go any further.
Kellie waited for a minute then said, "Shit. . .I'll do it! Come
here, ya big stud!" We all watched as Steve hoisted himself up and
sat back on the grassy bank. His large wet cock was laying passively
against his thigh. Again I was amazed at its size and mass, as Kellie
moved over between his legs and grasped him. Slowly she pumped
her small fist up and down -- her exposed breasts swayed back and
forth with her arm movements.
I looked over to see Natalie watching intently. She inched
forward in the water to get a better view as his huge organ began to
rise and inflate. It didn't take Kellie long to massage him almost
fully erect, and his large testicles bounced and swayed under her
pumping hand. Steve had his eyes closed now and his usual smile
was even bigger.
"That's about as big as it gets," Kellie finally said. She held it
there proudly for inspection, as my wife and I stared in amazement.
He was at least nine-inches long. . .and thick. Slick and hard in the
moonlight, with the big smooth helmet head it reminded me of some
kind of missile or rocket ready to launch. Kellie looked over at her
sister. "Wanna touch it?"
"No, that's OK. . ." Natalie said softly. "Not right now." We all
heard her declining the invitation; but we were equally aware that she
had left the possibility open for the future.
"Who's turn is it?" I said to break the intense silence. "Steve?"
"Damn. . .I can't believe y'all are gonna leave me this way,"
Steve grinned. "All right. . .uh, Mike! Truth or Dare?"
I followed Steve's example and did the macho thing. "Dare. . ."
Steve looked at Kellie who was still softly stroking his manhood.
"Ok, I dare ya to let Kell here do the same thing to you that she did to
me. Let's see how you measure up, cowboy!"
Natalie gasped beside me. "Kell. . .you wouldn't!" she said. But
I could tell by the tone in her voice that she didn't really seem that
upset or shocked. Maybe it was the pot.
"Oh yeah? Watch this. Come here, Mikey! Kellie laughed, as
she glided over to me and repeated the process of helping me up onto
the bank. Looking into my eyes, she whispered, "Nice. . .", then she
started to softly caress and stroke my cock that didn't need much
encouragement to become fully erect. I'm certainly not as big as
Steve, but I can hold my own with most guys. I closed my eyes and
drifted off as my Sister-In-Law's expert touch made my head spin
even more than it already was. "I think he likes it. . ." I heard Kellie
say, and the others laughed softly.
"OK. . .that's enough." Natalie said, putting an unwelcome stop
to my pleasure. "Let's keep going. . ."
Coming out of my daze, I spoke up. "Let's change things a bit.
Since Kellie's had to do all the work on the last two turns. . .let's let
her pick next." There were no objections, so Kellie reluctantly
stopped stroking me and looked around at her sister who was
watching closely. "Natalie!. . .Truth or Dare?"
"You picked me last time!" my wife complained.
"So? I can pick anybody I want. What's the matter, are ya
chicken?"
"No," Nat frowned. "OK. . .Dare, damn it."
My heart started to beat a little faster as I realized Kellie would
likely make my wife do something wild. I was glad Natalie was
starting to get into the spirit of all this.
"All right," Kellie said. "I dare you to let Steve take your panties
off. . .with his teeth!" I was right. This would be intense.
"I don't know. . ." Natalie began. But before she could object any
further, Kellie jumped all over her. "Hey, we all did it. . ." she
griped. "You have to do it too! That's the rules. We all agreed."
Resigned to her fate, Nat moved over by Steve -- still sitting on
the grassy bank with his big tool lazily waving in the air. We
watched as he helped her climb out of the water and sit next to him.
"How are we gonna do this?" she asked.
"Why don't you just lay back and relax," he replied. "This won't
hurt a bit!"
My pretty blonde-haired wife leaned back and spread her legs
slightly. The wet panties she wore did nothing to hide her feminine
secrets. In the bright moonlight we could easily see the dark patch of
her trimmed bush; and below, the fleshy lips of her pussy were
clearly visible too.
Steve decided to take advantage of the situation and play around a
little. Instead of going right for the panties, he lowered his head and
began to nibble and tickle her around the edges. Natalie tensed and
giggled from the sensations, but she didn't object. Finally Steve
placed his hands on either side of her and reached down with his
mouth and teeth to take hold of the top edge of the drenched silk.
Slowly he pulled down and revealed her naked belly, then her soft,
wet honey-colored hairs.
I noticed that Natalie was no longer giggling and her breathing
seemed to be getting deeper. She raised her hips slightly to help him
with his effort. Soon his nose was brushing against her bush. Just
slightly lower and his mouth would be right on her sex. Suddenly
Natalie moaned. . .loud. I think it surprised all of us. Her hips raised
up even higher and began to gently rotate and rock as Steve kept
moving his teeth lower.
Watching with fascination, I became aware that Kellie was
stroking my cock again. She was still standing in the water between
my legs, looking over at her husband and my wife. Reaching down, I
grasped a handful of one of her amazing breasts. I heard her purr in
appreciation as my thumb found a hard nipple and began to rake back
and forth across the turgid flesh. In response, she gripped my rod
more firmly and started to pump faster.
Looking back at Steve and Natalie, I saw that he had her panties
down past her crotch now, but he was no longer working at pulling
them any further. My wife had her hands tangled in his hair as he
obviously kissed, licked, and lapped at her sopped opening. I
remember thinking the game was over, as Steve reached up with one
hand and ripped her panties from her body, then spread her legs wide
to give him better access. The scene excited me intensely, and I
lowered my head to kiss Kellie deeply -- our tongues intertwined with
hot passion.
My Sister-In-Law broke the kiss and lowered her head down to
take me in her mouth. I groaned loudly as her sweet, wet softness
engulfed me. Holding her head gently in my hands, I helped her bob
up and down on my shaft. Each time she would raise up, she would
pause and swirl her tongue all around the sensitive head of my
throbbing prick while she jacked me gently with her hand. Leaning
back on my elbows, I looked over to see what Steve and Natalie were
doing.
Steve was now on his back with my petite wife draped over him
in a sixty-nine position. Her tight little ass was arched up in front of
his face as he continued to lap and suck between her legs. He
appeared to have a finger moving in and out of her as he licked her
without mercy. Natalie was doing her best to take his monster cock
in her mouth. Her lips were stretched wide and her cheeks hollowed
in and out while she moved her head up and down. I could hear her
moaning and panting around his huge shaft as she tried desperately to
return the pleasure he was obviously giving her.
Kellie's blowjob was getting me close to the edge, so I pulled her
off and slid down into the warm water with her. We embraced and
kissed each other while she ground her covered pussy against my
hard cock. "I thought we were all supposed to be naked," I teased as
I reached down and stripped the bikini bottom down her legs and
tossed it onto the bank.
"Bout time," she giggled. "Ever fuck in a hot spring?"
"Not that I can remember. . ." I said truthfully.
"Where the hell ya been all yer life?" she teased. "Guess I'm
gonna have to teach you everything. Come on, big boy!" She
grabbed me by the cock and a led me over to the side. Then she
turned around and leaned against the edge of the pond. Reaching
back, she spread her feet slightly and guided my rock-hard pole up
between her legs to her opening. I pressed forward and pushed into
her part way. Even with the warm water around us, I could feel the
heat of her steaming pussy around the tip of my rigid meat.
Kellie leaned forward and rested her elbows and hands on the
bank. I grasped her hips and pushed forward, sliding my cock almost
all the way inside her with one stroke. Kellie moaned and ground her
ass back against me -- pushing me the rest of the way in. I began
thrusting in and out with long, smooth strokes. My hands reached
around to cup and massage her breasts and nipples. Water splashed
and sloshed noisily around us, and we couldn't help but laugh at the
commotion we were making.
I heard a familiar female squeal nearby and looked over to see my
naked wife on her hands and knees. She had her eyes closed tightly
and her mouth was wide open. "Oh god. . ." she wailed again. "It's
so big. . .I don't know if I can take it!"
Steve was kneeling behind her with his massive cock partially
buried inside her. He was rocking back and forth gently, trying to
inch the throbbing giant farther into her tight tunnel. To his credit, he
was patient and began to make slow progress as she moaned and
clawed at the ground beneath her. "That's it, baby. . .you're all wet
and slick for me," he said soothingly. " It's gonna feel so good when
I'm inside. I'm gonna stretch that pretty pussy and fuck you all night
long." She groaned again in reply and tried to rock her hips back
against him slightly.
I'd never really considered how I would react to watching my
wife being fucked by someone else -- especially my Brother-In-Law.
Somewhat surprisingly, I realized that, more than anything, it was a
huge turn-on. Something about seeing my beautiful bride right in
front of me with a well-hung stud giving her obviously pleasure was
wildly erotic. Of course, it didn't hurt to know that I was pounding
into his wife at the same time!
I turned my attention back to Kellie and, grasping her soft hips,
started to thrust into her with more urgency. She pushed back at me
with each stroke, then she surprised me by reaching between her legs
to cup and squeeze my balls in her hand. The sensation was
incredible; I don't think I'd ever experienced it before. Picking up
the pace, I let her know through my actions that I liked what she was
doing.
The night air was filled with the sounds of sex. We almost
sounded like a pack of wild wolves as we moaned, groaned, and
grunted -- urging our partners on and climbing toward mutual climax.
With all the physical exertion, the water was starting to get a little
too warm. I suggested to Kellie that we join Steve and Nat out in the
cool air on the grass. She agreed and we both climbed out and settled
down near them. Changing positions, Kellie laid on her back --
raising her knees and spreading her legs invitingly. I wasted no time
in climbing aboard again -- pushing my cock deep inside and
immediately pistoning in and out furiously.
I looked up and noticed Natalie had now taken Steve inside her
completely. She cried out with a steady chant as he held onto her
hips with a tight grip and pounded back and forth -- causing the taut
flesh of her soft buttocks to shake and tremble with each impact. Her
breasts hung beneath her -- swaying and jiggling violently. Almost
on cue, he reached forward and held the quivering tit flesh in his big
hands, tweaking and teasing her nipples with his fingers.
My balls were churning as I plowed in and out of Kellie, and I
could feel the first signs of my much needed explosion starting to
rack my body. Reaching down, I took hold of Kellie's legs and raised
her ankles up on my shoulders. With a better angle of penetration, I
pushed up on my hands and planted my toes in the soft turf, then I
proceeded to slam into my wife's sister like a crazed animal.
"Oh fuck!" she wailed. "Uhh....uhnnngh.....uhh! Yeah, that's it,
fuck me hard. . .that feels so good!!!!!"
Natalie and Steve appeared close to exploding too. My wife was
still on her hands and knees and every muscle strained and shuddered
against the relentless pounding from the big man behind her.
Kellie had scooted forward to the point that she was almost laying
between Nat's hands -- grasping and clenching at the ground. Then
something totally unexpected happened. As Natalie panted and
whimpered above her, Kellie reached up and pulled her sister's
mouth down to her waiting lips for a passionate kiss. I think Nat was
too close to her orgasm to even realize what was happening. . .or
maybe she simply didn't care, but she returned the kiss with amazing
intensity. They both moaned and ground their mouths together with
pink tongues battling. I couldn't help wonder if this had happened
before.
The erotic scene was too much for me. I yelled out and thrust my
cock into Kellie as far as it would go; holding it there, my hot load
raced through me and exploded deep inside her. The beautiful
woman beneath me writhed and shuddered -- her hands clawed at my
back as she milked out the last of my thick seed with her strong inner
muscles.
My wife and Kellie's husband were not far behind us. As we
collapsed in each other's arms, I could hear Nat wailing and begging
Steve to come inside her. I opened my eyes to watch their finale.
Steve was hovering over Natalie like a giant bear. She had
dropped down on her elbows and her head was almost on the ground
while her bouncing ass was raised high in the air to meet his brutal
thrusts. He was almost laying on top of her back with his arms
wrapped around her waist. The amazing sight was his hips: they
slammed back and forth at almost inhuman speed; the slapping of
their flesh together was incredibly loud and I could also hear the
sucking and slurping sounds from the joining between their legs.
Finally Steve jerked up erect on his knees and let out what I can
only describe as a roar that echoed throughout the mountains. He
slammed his hips forward into my wife one last time -- spraying his
huge load deep within her. Natalie almost passed out. Her eyes were
rolled back in her head and her mouth was open wide, but no sound
came out.
At last Steve finished emptying himself and he fell back away
from her. Natalie collapsed too and she fought to catch her breath,
breasts heaving and sweat covering her small body as it glistened in
the moonlight. I knew she was all right when she finally looked
toward me and smiled wearily. "Truth or Dare," she whispered.
Later we made our way back to camp. Without any discussion,
Kellie and I went to one tent while Steve and Natalie went to the
other. After Kellie and I recovered somewhat, we spent the night
exploring each other's bodies. From the sounds next door, we could
tell Steve and Nat were doing much the same.
The next day was our last up in the mountains, so we spent much
of the time with our new partners. I think we all realized that what
had happened would be taboo in the real world; and, once we went
back to our normal lives, this relationship would be too complicated
or dangerous to continue. So we made the most of the remaining
time together. It was one of the most satisfying experiences of my
life, largely because there was no jealously or regret associated with
what we had done.
At dusk we packed up the camp and went home to reality. One
thing was sure -- I had a new and deep appreciation for camping.
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Post Script:
Natalie and I continued to socialize regularly with Steve and
Kellie without any sexual relations. One night a few months later at
dinner, however, our little group had a startling surprise:
Both wives announced they were pregnant. . .
Happy Camping!
******THE END******
Thanks to all who sent comments and support for this story. Look for
new stories in the near future.
Author's e-mail: snake138@hotmail.com.
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