On my way through the campsite, I could hear voices coming from where some other campers were gathered in their tents. A man in his mid-thirties was poking the dying embers of a campfire, and not far away two girls – a tall raven-haired beauty in her early thirties and an azure-eyed blonde who looked slightly younger – were just opening the flap of their tent, going in for the night. I waved as I strolled by, and they waved back. With the hum of the crickets, and with the stars twinkling down on me, I thought that the night was even more lovely than the day.
When I got to Janey's tent, I peeked inside. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw her in the corner all curled up, fully clothed and fast asleep. I smiled, pulled a blanket over her, and decided to just rest a minute myself before undressing.
A sudden noise woke both of us with a start. We looked at each other, but said not a word. We heard something, or someone, making barely audible sounds, moving slowly, tentatively, right for our tent. The moon was behind a drifting cloud and without that light, the night was pitch black. We were toward the far end of our small clearing and we heard what sounded like a snort, or a sniffle, as whoever it was, or whatever it was, approached. Our hearts were pounding. I tried to remember those signs posted around the campsite that I had mostly ignored. Back home, black bears were ferocious, and with one swipe of those claws you'd be dead. Had we buried all the food properly? And we had wolves – I was sure they had them too in these parts. And I had heard some local talk about a black panther. I could hardly breathe as the sounds came closer. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Somebody at the picnic had said that an escaped convict was caught and hanged near here, long ago, and he cursed whoever came into these woods at night. I thought that was a joke. Now, it wasn't funny.
That noise from outside had both of us rattled. Janey grabbed my arm and squeezed it very tight. I could hear her breathing quicken, and this time, it was not out of passion. I quickly glanced around the tent to look for something to protect us. Somewhere in my backpack was a Swiss Army Knife, with 6 or 7 different flip-out things that were very impressive looking, but generally useless other than to open a bottle of wine.
"The Blair Witch is coming to drink our blood in the dead of night," I thought, "and the best weapon I've got is a fucking corkscrew!
We could hear Whichever-it-was, coming through the brush, and coming closer, straight for our tent. Janey's grip tightened as she clung to me for dear life. Suddenly, a brilliantly lit full moon threw off its cloud cover and we could both see something or someone looming over our tent, backlit by the moonlight. I held my breath as I strained my eyes trying to make out the shape of the thing, that looming shape that was no more than a few feet from us. It came into focus and I recognized it! My heart sank, but my cock got hard. It was the perfect silhouette of a beautiful young woman, totally naked!
In an instant the shadow passed, and then along came another, also clearly female, clearly naked, and a bit cold, judging from the silhouette of her hard nipples, and it too passed. Janey and I stared at each other in stunned silence, then broke into peals of muffled laughter. Two women were out walking around stark naked! Were they going for a secret skinny dip, a ritual for a witches' coven, or what? With a sudden smirk stealing over her pretty face, Janey grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the tent.
"Something's going down," she said, "and I want to see what it is." I was impressed with how independent she was, a quality I like in a woman, so I put on a brave face, and off we went.
We crept quietly downwind, following the sounds of the girls' giggles, down toward the stream that fed into a small pool that was a popular spot for sunning during the day. We stopped as we neared the pool and listened, but the sounds had disappeared. Finally, we decided to turn back, but as we made our way back up the trail, we heard a faint noise and stopped. We listened again, turning our heads toward the direction of the sound, and straining our ears. Just below us, there were a series of splashes, giggles, and then ... the very distinct sound of a gasp followed by a short, soft moan.
As we turned our eyes toward the sounds we had just heard, we saw two figures, shrouded in dappled moonlight, swimming in the shallow end of the pool. They were the two women I had waved to just a few hours before, the tall beauty with jet black hair and the leggy blonde with sky-blue eyes, but now they were engaged in something I had only dreamed of!
The statuesque brunette, completely naked, was sitting on the edge of a large rock, her knees still in the water, with her legs spread wide and eyes closed. Standing in the waist-deep water in front of her was the petite tow head with a cute tight ass and small firm breasts. There was no doubt what they were doing.
The loud sucking sounds that the pretty blonde made drifted up toward us as clearly as if we were standing right next to them. Janey's hand found my rising cock underneath my shorts while her other hand sought out her own wet pussy and began to explore. Without taking her eyes off of the fascinating sight before us, Janey knelt down and began rubbing my cock against her cheek, then her soft silky tits. I looked down and smiled, then put my finger to my lips. I motioned Janey to cup her tits and when she did, I began jerking my cock. She smiled broadly and licked her lips. I looked at her, then the two naked gals, then back at Janey, who had pulled up her T-shirt and pressed her tits hard up against my throbbing cock.
I could tell Janey was torn between looking at the porn-movie scene below us, and watching my cock explode over her own lovely boobs, but soon the nearness of my cum-soaked cock drew her full attention. She smiled at me in a way that told me that she was waiting for me to give her another 'pearl necklace'. We both knew that she would not have long to wait.
As I looked down, I saw the girl sitting on the rock gasp, begin to shake, then grab her friend's head and shove it hard down into her pussy. Within seconds, the tall girl shuddered and came hard, but her friend didn't stop, burying her blonde head even further into her friend's sopping wet cunt, licking that swollen clit up and down, faster and faster, until soon the taller girl began to moan and whisper harshly that she was about to cummmmmm – once again. This time the tall girl grabbed her own large tits and squeezed hard, pinching her nipples and grinding her cunt hard against her friend's face.
This turned me on so much that I knew I had only seconds before I blew my load. With my cock flying up and down between Janey's tits, I saw her smile in anticipation, still squeezing her tits together with one hand while she fucked her cunt as hard as she could with her other. That was all I could take, as the sounds of cunt-licking, cock-jerking, and finger-fucking all combined to drive me wild, I felt a tidal wave of cum pounding through my dick.
I couldn't hold it any longer. My hot sperm blasted out, the first wave splashing against Janey's cheek and into her wide-open mouth. She turned her head as it hit, forming a cum line from left to right. It spattered her left chin, into her mouth, on her tongue, over her upper lip, up to her right cheek, and finally spewing great globs in her hair.
