Attention Reader! This is the final segment of a three-story arc. Although each story can stand on its own, the three are intended to be enjoyed together. For quick reference, here is the homepage of the whole trilogy:
https://www.literotica.com/series/se/a-camping-trip-to-remember
The following story includes a very brief recap woven in to the first few paragraphs, just to make sure the most pertinent bits of the previous installments are fresh in the reader's mind. Please be aware that any of the "buildup" happened in the previous installments. This chapter is going right into it!
Note: All characters are at least 18 years old. This story involves a consensual MFFM foursome, with M-F and F-F sexual contact, including (dubiously consensual) insemination/impregnation, sloppy seconds, cum play, cum swapping, and partner swapping, as well as themes of cuckolding (no humiliation or shaming), age gap (older couple and younger couple), deception/betrayal/revenge and peeping/voyeurism/filming. The following story is purely fictional. Any similarity to real people, places, or events is unintended coincidence.
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Andy found himself in a most unexpected situation, especially considering it was the morning of his tenth wedding anniversary: He was perched on the edge of a ravine, deep in the woods of West Virginia, peering through the ocular of his most powerful telescope, and taking picture after picture, in rapid succession, of his wife... who was just finishing a threesome with a young couple, who she had never met before.
Andy and Tracy had journeyed to this spot in the woods, specifically to photograph the abundant avian life, But now, the incessant chattering of the birds in the trees around him was almost drowned out by his ragged breath and his heartbeat, which was pounding in his ears...
"We came for the birds, but here I am, taking pictures of
this!"
he thought to himself derisively, as his stomach sank even further, and the ramifications of Tracy's infidelity started to blossom in his mind. Yet, somehow, he couldn't keep a hand off of his erection, which remained at full mast.
"How did we ever get ourselves into this situation?" he wondered "She looked to pretty, so peaceful, smoking all alone in the woods at dawn... How foolish, how could we have forgotten that the girl might not be by herself!"
It took a several seconds for Andy to collect himself after he watched the unknown young man's cum spill out of his precious Tracy's fertile pussy. He had gotten a perfect, closeup view of the deed through his telescopic lens, even though it had happened more than a hundred yards away, on the other side of the ravine. "That slut!" he muttered to himself as he continued to gaze at his cheating wife, unconsciously snapping picture after picture of the copulation's messy aftermath.
The young couple were now inspecting the mess that continued to ooze out of Tracy's used cunt. Andy watched as the girl pointed at his wife's defiled pussy and begin giggling and smirking, before she leaned forward and began to lick the droplets that clung to Tracy's thigh.
Tracy gesticulated in an odd, jerky way and looked concerned. He could see her eyebrow contract into a furrowed bunch, as her eyes opened wide. Then, he could have sworn he saw his wife's mouth move to say the words, "Oh my god, did you cum in me?" and then grimacing.
He wished he could have been close enough to hear what she said. But that's what it looked like, and it sure fit the situation. He watched her plop down onto the ground in a daze as the young hippie-looking woman with blue hair began to massage her neck and shoulders.
Andy could have used a kindly and reassuring massage himself! Instead, he had to sit there, alone and flummoxed, coming to terms with the reality that his wife had just gotten a proper fucking right in front of his eyes, and had even gotten her fertile womb painted white by some twenty-something rando.
"What the fuck?" he muttered to himself, "I just fuckin' watched my wife get bred by a stranger!"
When Andy saw the young man smiling contentedly and filling the pipe again, he realized that none of them was going anywhere any time soon, and then he suddenly knew that he needed to join them. Andy adjusted his camera to capture the whole clearing and to take a picture every 5 seconds for the next hour. Then he took off racing down the path that he knew would take him to the spot where his wife had fucked those two young hippies.
Enveloped by a jealous lust, the experienced cross country runner set a blistering pace along the rough trail, and as he ran, his mind flitted back and forth between thoughts of jealousy and lust. What would he do when he arrived? Would he beat the young man senseless for inseminating his precious wife? Would he scream at his cheating wife? Would he pull her close to him and take his opportunity to fuck her without a condom for the first time? Would he fuck the younger woman in front of her?
He had granted Tracy a pass to play with that hot chick they had spied, but he never thought she would have had the nerve to fuck another man... essentially
in front of him
... and with no protection!!! Tracy was mid-cycle, and just last night, on the eve of their tenth anniversary no less, she had insisted that he,
her husband
, use a condom because she was certainly in the fertile part of her month... And now she just let this complete stranger pump gob after gob of hot, presumably potent, spunk up into her welcoming snatch?!? Andy was furious!
On the other hand, Andy also had to admit to himself that it was probably the hottest thing he had ever seen.
Ever.
At first, he had been turned on just watching his wife making out with the hippie chick. And then even more so as they had stripped down and moved on to more sensual contact. He had watched as the teenaged, blue-haired hippie pleasured his wife with her mouth, and then as Tracy returned the favor. A subset of the pictures he took of the two ladies would likely make up his favorite anniversary photo album of all time...
"But then, that chick's
boyfriend
came out of nowhere, and somehow thought it would be ok to just join in... and
Tracy