[Note...there's 2 previous 'Camp Fun' stories – you don't have to read them first but this one will make a lot more sense if you do!]
(Frank's perspective)
Even with all the great sex the three of us had shared on the weekend, by the time we got home, both Diane & I were horny as a couple of teenagers again so we did what a couple of horny teenagers would do – left everything in the car, went inside (stripping as we went) and never made it past the living room couch where we spent the next couple of hours having some incredibly hot sex!
Monday came and went at work – I'm not sure what I did at work because I still kept thinking of everything that had happened. Tuesday followed, so did Wed. & Thurs. We heard nothing from John so we assumed that all was well & they were back to their normal routine. When I got home Friday, I could tell by the look on Diane's face that something was up but when I asked her, all she'd say was "I'll tell you after dinner" At least the way she said it told me that whatever it was, it wasn't something bad.
We had a great supper - BBQ chicken, rice, corn & several glasses of wine. Once everything was cleaned up & the dishes done, we went into the living room to relax on the couch. Diane sat down and I promptly straddled her and told her she was either going to tell me what was up or I'd tickle her – and she was REALLY ticklish. Knowing she'd held me off for as long as she could, she told me that Linda had called to talk to her.
As it turned out, when he'd gone to work that morning, John had accidentally left a website called 'Literotica' up on his screen that had a story up describing a threesome on a camping trip. I quickly realized that it hadn't been an accident at all and good old John must have written it, posted it and then 'accidentally left it on the screen. It seems he must have changed the details enough that Linda didn't realize it was a true story about the three of us but wanted to talk to Diane about it – and she was coming over later tonight.
When Linda got there about an hour later, Diane waited until we'd said our "hello's" and then asked me if I was still going to clean up the garage like I'd promised. I took the hint and headed out to the garage just in time to see Diane getting out another bottle of wine and 2 glasses.
(back to Diane's perspective)
It took a couple of glasses of wine before Linda even got around to telling me more about the story she'd seen on John's computer screen. It seems he'd been hinting for years that he'd like to try some of the things in the story but she figured that they were the kinds of things that 'normal' couples just didn't do. She'd printed it out and gave me the copy to read while she had some more wine. By the time I'd gotten to the bottom of the first page I realized 2 things – John was a darn good writer and my panties were already beyond 'a little damp'. By the end of the story I was down right wet and horny and Linda had moved over beside me while I was reading. As I lowered the papers, Linda and I noticed something at the same time – I'd unconsciously moved my other hand between my legs and was softly rubbing my crotch. I started to blush and stammer a bit, but Linda said "it's all right – I did the same thing when I read it"
When I asked her why she'd wanted to bring it over for me to read, she hesitated, took a couple of big mouthfuls of wine and said in one huge rush of words, "causeiwantedtoknowif youandjohneverdidany ofthosethings" and then promptly turned bright red and covered her face with her hands.
"What was that?" I asked.
It took a minute (and another glass of wine) or so to calm her down to the point where she could talk before she replied much more calmly, "Because I wanted to know if you and John ever did any of those things" and then looked at me as if she was expecting me to be disgusted.
"Well, as a matter of fact we do quite a few of those things." I said, "about the only thing we haven't done is sex with anyone other than the two of us" - I figured she wasn't quite ready to hear about that side of our lives quite yet.
"You mean you let John cum in your mouth?" (a gulp of wine) "And you use sex toys?" (another gulp of wine) "And you let him put his fingers and those toys in your bum?" (1 gulp of wine, refill glass and another gulp) "And you put your fingers and those toys in his bum too" (drain wine glass and refill & take one more gulp)
"Yes to all of the above. Why – don't you two do anything like that?"
"No, never – well he's mentioned it but as I said I didn't think normal people would do any of those things so I always said no."