My wife was 'away with the girls' for a week and I had time off work that I had to take so I'd decided to go on a bit of a car camping road trip. I didn't have anywhere particular in mind, I just thought I'd do a bit of travelling, pull up for food and sleep. If I saw a sign for a place that took my fancy I'd go have a look around. My car is a large MPV, based on a small van and, with the rear seats removed, there's enough room for a double air mattress in the back. Add a camping stove and the bits n pieces needed to sleep eat and drink and I'm ready to go!
The first night was uneventful. Pull up, eat, cup of tea and bed. But things were going to get better!
On the second night, at around 10:30, it was dark by now, I pulled into a layby that was set back from the road, intending to stop there for the night if there were no signs forbidding it.
A couple of lorries were parked to the right, all dark and buttoned up for the night and, on the left, a medium sized mobile home. As I got closer to it I saw that it was over 20 years old but it still looked in good condition.
I pulled up behind it, switched off the lights and engine, got out and opened the sliding door into the back, I put on a light and climbed in.
As I was getting the stove ready to put the kettle on and I heard the motor home door shut, you know, the type of plasticy 'clunk' that those things make. I turned around, sat on my doorstep and lit a cigarette.
An old looking guy (early 70s?) approached me from the direction of the van in front.
"Evening," He said, "Turned it into a camper eh?"
"Yes, car camper. Nothing is permanently fixed but all is secure."
"Mind if I take a look?"
"Be my guest," I said, standing and moving out of the way so he could see.
He had a good look around. "You've done a grand job there, everything you need, space to sleep and you just move it out of the way to cook, blackouts too. Only thing I can say you haven't got is a way into and our of the cab when it's raining, without getting wet, I mean."
"Ah, but I have! I slide the curtain across, recline the seat then I can slide or climb through."
"You have thought of everything then. Can you get two in there?"
"I have done, the wife often comes out and she 'entertains' others, if you know what I mean?"
He nodded, "And do you 'entertain'?"
"I clean her after she has had a load of cum shot on or in her and sometimes I 'entertain' guys orally", l noticed that he had a hand in his pocket and was rubbing himself as we talked, "I absolutely love licking a pussy cream filled or not, until the woman screams out in ecstasy or sucking a nice hard cock until it spews its load down my throat." I continued truthfully.
He removed his hand from his pocket as he stepped back, leaving a noticeable bump at his groin.
I turned the light off and sat back on the step to finish my cigarette, I tossed the butt and as my hand dropped I made sure to brush the lump in his trousers.
"Nice." I said.
"Would you like to 'entertain' me orally?"
"Mmmmmmmm."
He opened his trousers and got his cock out. It wasn't long, 4 inches or so, but it was fairly thick. I took it into my mouth, easy as my mouth was at groin height when I sat on the step.
Bobbing my head and swirling my tongue around the underside of his cock head soon had him groaning and I was anticipating a mouthful of cum when he suddenly jerked back, turned and did himself up. I could see why, a car had pulled in and was brightly lighting us up.
"Come into my van and meet the wife?" He asked.
"Do you think that'll be OK?"
"OH yes, she loves to meet people, if you know what I mean."
I could hear the 'wink' in his voice, even though I saw it so I stood and closed the door, locking it as we walked to his van.
"I'm John by the way."
"Bernie, good to meet you John."
