Joe and Karyn decided to take a long weekend camping at a nearby State Park. After breakfast, the drive went by quickly and they arrived at the campground in the early afternoon. The campground was sparsely occupied with motorhomes and trailers. After they checked in, Joe drove to the space assigned next to a large motorhome, the kind of luxury that Winnebago owners probably dream of someday owning.
"Wow, looks like we're the poor folks on this block," Joe laughed.
It took only a few minutes to set up the camper and hook up an extension cord for electricity. Since they had never been here, Karyn suggested they explore the camp and surroundings.
The couple strolled to the lake. The trees were casting shadows on the beach and there was one last couple remaining in the last spot of sun. The air was still pleasantly warm. As they were looking at the amenities, Joe was attracted to a path along the back of the beach. Just a short distance later the path turned onto a small secluded sandy beach area that was empty, a small break in the trees allowed the sun to continue warming this area.
Karyn sat on the sand facing the water, Joe sat behind her and stretched his legs on either side of her. She leaned back and Joe began kissing her on the neck. He slipped his hands under Karyn's blouse. sliding her bra from her tits, using his fingers to immediately start massaging her nipples while continuing to kiss her neck. Karyn's nipples responded, immediately rising to the pinching fingers.
Karyn looked around to be sure they were alone before she pushed back into Joe's chest. She could feel his rock hard cock pressing against her. "Wow, that's pretty hard. It feels like you've got a gun to my back, you thinking of robbing me baby?"
Karyn moved her hand behind her and began rubbing Joe's cock. She felt the shaft and rubbed her fingers in the groove of the head. She was getting hotter as Joe continued pulling her nipples and massaging her tits in gentle circles. She got up and turned around to face him. Sitting in Joe's lap, she placed her legs over his and started to kiss him deeply with hot, french kisses.
Joe unbuttoned her blouse. "Holy cow honey, your nipples are so freaking hard." This prompted Karyn to open her blouse fully. She began to rub her hard nipples back and forth across Joe's bare chest. Karyn then reached down, stroking Joe's hard cock and pulling it out of the leg of his shorts. She rubbed the hard shaft against the bare skin of her thigh as they rocked back and forth on the warm sand.
Joe started working a finger inside Karyn's shorts and panties, finding her moist slit waiting, impatiently. Karyn's legs were still spread wide around Joe's waist, giving him no trouble in accessing her hot hole. Joe slid a finger into the hot, wet tunnel. Karyn shivered and whispered that she wanted his cock inside her.
"I want you, let's fuck now... here...on the beach."
"Really? Here? You're getting to be a pretty bold girl."
Karyn took another look around. There was no one in sight, so she slipped off her shorts, and then helped pull off Joe's. She then resumed her position sitting on Joe's lap, facing him. She reached down and began to rub the hard cock against her clit.
"Oh yeah, much better. Suck my tits."
Joe bent down and started to suck Karyn's tits, flicking her nipples with the tip of his tongue. Joe alternated the sensations by alternately sucking and tugging her nipples with his mouth and tongue. Karyn shuddered and shoved Joe's head onto her chest, pressing her tits against Joe, momentarily distracting from her play with Joe's hard and ready cock.
Suddenly, with a sense of urgency and need, Karyn slid forward and guided Joe's cock to enter her hot cunt. She began riding his cock slowly while resuming kissing him deeply. She got more and more excited thinking about the possibility that someone might come upon them while they fucked. She started to focus on the possibility that someone might be watching. Instead of getting nervous and ruining the mood, Karyn began to realize that she WANTED to be caught. She WANTED to be watched. The idea made her hotter and hotter.
"I wonder if anybody's around. I wonder if someone's watching."
"Wow, aren't you my horny little tramp today? Do you want someone to watch?"
"I dunno. It's kind of scary, but I do, I really do, I want someone to watch me fuck you here."
The tempo of their lovemaking increased as Karyn got more and more excited. She started ramming her pussy furiously back and forth along her husband's slick shaft. She ground her pussy into Joe, noticing the feel of his cock, further stiffening in anticipation.
"Uhh uhh uhh...fuck it...damn you're so hard...ohh yeah!"
As Joe felt his balls squeeze, ready to shoot their load, He pulled Karyn closer and rammed his cock upwards into her, as deep as possible in this position.
"I'm gonna cum hun...I'm cummmming! Crap!"
Karyn could feel the burst of cum shooting deep into her sopping wet pussy. Their juices mixed and mingled before they dripped out of her hot slit. Joe could feel the warm cum and pussy juice draining from her wet pussy. The liquid ran down over his balls, dripping into her lap and down into the sand.
Staying coupled, they tumbled over onto the sand, still in an embrace. They lay there until the sun dropped below the hills. Then, standing up, they pulled up their shorts, and began to walk back. Karyn decided then and there that this would be their special spot.
As they walked back to the camper, Joe noticed a couple sitting outside the motorhome next door. Karyn continued on into the camper and lay down. Meanwhile, neighbors waved over to Joe, who walked over to chat. The man got up, retrieved a folding chair, inviting Joe to sit.
"Hi, I'm Fred and this is my wife Debbie. We came up from Concord. Where you folks from?"
"We're from New York. I'm Joe. That was my wife Karyn. Looks like a pretty quiet campground."
"Yup. Pretty pleasant this time of year, no people and great weather. We came up Wednesday with another couple but they had to go home this morning. Mostly retired folks with time during the week."
Fred and Debbie didn't look to be old enough to be retired. After a couple of questions, Joe discovered that Fred was semi-retired and was fifty-five. Debbie was forty-eight and they had been married thirty years. As they talked about nothing in particular, Joe's mind wandered, pondering how his new friends' sex life was after thirty years. After all, Fred was just 5 years older. Joe looked for clues, not so much to figure their story, but to imagine what his and Karyn's sex life would be in five years.
Fred was about 5' 10" tall and appeared to have a slight pot belly although he was not fat. He had short dark hair that was clearly showing signs of grey. Debbie appeared to be about 5' 4" and was a little bit on the heavy side. She had immense breasts for her size. Her hair was short and blond, bleached. She had sparkling eyes and an infectious laugh. She seemed to have a sexy, flirtatious quality.
As they talked, Joe noticed that they touched each other a lot. Debbie frequently rubbed Fred's leg on the inside of the thigh. Fred would often return the favor. It seemed to happen whenever the conversation took a turn toward anything sexual. At one point Joe was sure he saw the end of Fred's cock poking out of the leg of his shorts as Debbie rubbed his thigh.
For some reason, Joe found himself getting a hard-on as they talked, wondering whether these new friends noticed the lump forming in his shorts. Getting a bit self-conscious, Joe switched the conversation back to the motorhome. Fred rolled along with all the particulars, it was a custom diesel made in Oregon and they'd had it for two years. In typical campground etiquette, Fred asked if Joe would like a tour.