I was lying in my tent with my beautiful girlfriend, Donna, on the second morning of a week-long camping trip with some buddies of mine. As soon as we woke up, we started fucking like animals. We had sex most mornings, but this was different. Both Donna and I were unbelievably horny as a result of her wearing sexy lingerie and nightgowns around my usually drunken friends.
Both of us were turned on by Donna exposing her awesome body to the guys. Then, the night before, my friends talked Donna into giving them hand jobs. This resulted in my beautiful girlfriend being covered in cum and even getting some cum in her mouth from a guy on the trip that I didn't much like. The end result was awesome sex with Donna who was as horny as I had ever seen her.
After we both came, I was lying next to Donna watching her boobs. It sounds ridiculous, but I could not get enough of her giant tits on her little skinny frame. That morning she was lying on her back and I was slightly moving her shoulder or arm and watching her firm tits roll around like big water balloons on her chest. She would put up with that for only a few minutes before she would playfully slap me or tell me to stop. It was embarrassing to her to have me watching her tits roll around, but she had admitted to me that she really liked the constant attention her big boobs brought her.
Before we left the tent, we talked about the night before. With my blessing, Donna had given hand jobs to the other 4 guys on the trip. She said the hand jobs were fun and it made her very horny to have sex with me in the tent. I admitted to her that it turned me on for her to do that. She found that hard to understand, but said that she could tell that it turned me on.
We talked about Ross, the guy on the trip that nobody else really liked, cumming in Donna's mouth at the end of the hand job. Donna swore that it was her idea to keep from getting more sperm on her night gown.
I told her, "I understand how it happened, but I am not crazy about that guy cumming in your mouth. Let's try to keep it to just hand jobs."
Donna looked embarrassed and shy when she said, "I will. I am so sorry that happened. I was so drunk. Hopefully, nobody will know I did it."
"I will keep it just between us, darling," I said as I gave her a big kiss.
I have never understood it, but a blow job has always seemed like the most intimate sex act to me. I love everything about getting my dick sucked and have always ranked a blow job as the best sexual thing a woman can do.
I even prefer a blow job over fucking. Donna had no gag reflex. I jokingly told her that I considered that one of the greatest traits a woman could possess. With her skinny body, giant firm tits and no gag reflex, it was no wonder I wanted to marry her soon.
Donna put on some clothes and went to take a bath in the river. I got up to make some coffee.
Everyone else was starting to roll out of bed. It seemed that all of the guys were hung over, including me. My buddy Dave was passing on the coffee and going straight to a beer in an effort to feel better.
Just as she had the day before, Donna came back from her bath in just her bra and panties. The guys were at full attention watching Donna walk up the path and into the camp. Her boobs bounced with each step and she looked incredible.
Donna walked up to me, gave me a kiss and explained that since she didn't have a towel or a blow dryer she did not want to put on her clothes yet. We had forgotten to pack any bath towels.
Then, she looked around and smiled at the guys and said, "Besides, I think everyone kind of likes me to dress this way!"
That morning she had on a black bra and matching panties. They were lacy and the bra pushed her giant boobs up and out even more than they did naturally.
Donna put her wet hair in a pony tail and started fixing breakfast.
Don joined Dave in a breakfast beer. Someone started the music playing and soon we heard Jimmy Buffett singing a song that could have been written about our camping trip:
"She feels like a Remora,
'Cause the school's still close at hand,
Just behind the reef,
Are the big white teeth,
Of the sharks that can swim on the land."
On this trip, we were calling the guys the sharks and Donna the bait. I am not sure Donna felt like the only bait in town, but I know I felt like she was.
While she was fixing breakfast, several of the guys grabbed Donna's ass or came up behind her and groped both of her boobs. Donna got groped all of the time at concerts and crowded bars. She didn't seem to mind. I had never seen her groped at 9:00 in the morning while we were sober.
Donna never said no to the groping. She would just laugh and say something like "be nice" or "be good" while the guy finished groping her boobs.
I noticed when Shawn grabbed her tits from behind, she actually leaned back into him and said something quietly to him with a smile as he felt her up.
I was a little worried that this hand job deal might have been a bad idea. However, despite my worries, I was excited by my girl being groped in front of the other guys.
At breakfast things got worse. We were all eating our breakfast sitting around the fire.
One of my best friends, Don, said to me in front of the entire group, "I just want to clear something with you before we start our day. We all know that Donna sucked Ross' dick last night and we wanted to make sure that it was okay with you if she does that for the rest of us today."
I was pretty much speechless.
Donna quickly responded, "Don, there has been some misunderstanding. I did not suck Ross' dick last night."
Don looked at Ross who said, "I came in her mouth and she swallowed my cum."
Ross made a point of giving me a condescending smirk as he said that.
Donna said, "Yes, he did cum in my mouth and I did swallow it, but it was not a blow job it was just the end of the hand job."
Don started laughing and said, "No matter what you call it, is it okay if she does that with the rest of us today?"
I truly didn't know what to say, so I said, "Let me talk to Donna about this and we will let you know."
Donna looked at me and said, "I don't mind if these guys cum in my mouth if it is okay with you."
Everyone started to laugh and Donna realized she sounded like a slut, so she quickly said, " I would only do something like that if you really wanted me to do it for your friends."
After Donna let everyone know that cumming in her mouth was okay with her, my friends started to apply pressure on me to consent.
They worked on me all morning as we were fishing. They begged. They joked. They argued. They reminded me of our close friendships and all we had been through together.