When my two best friends and I decided to make an annual tradition of taking a week-long camping in Oconee National Forest together with our wives, we had no idea how much fun it would end up being. We were as different as three white guys from the suburbs can be, but having been friends since kindergarten, we were as close as brothers. Nick was tall, blond and athletic; his wife Nina was a busty Italian girl, with a heart-shaped ass and pouty lips that were equally likely to sweet-talk you or spit curses. Adrian was a punk rocker, with spiky hair and tattoos all up and down both arms; his wife Asha was Indian, tall and leggy, with skin the color of dark chocolate, waist-length black hair, and breasts the size of two ripe peaches. My name is John (for the sake of privacy, all names are made up (we didn't all marry girls with the same first initial), and my wife Jiao is half Chinese, half Korean, petite, with choppy black bangs and the wettest pussy I've ever come across. Seriously, when I eat her pussy, the mattress is usually soaked through.
How did we end up married to such hot girls? All three of us thanked our lucky stars on a daily basis. And the thought of fucking our wives under the stars, maybe even talking them into some skinnydipping, had all three of us hot for weeks thinking about it.
The first trip was fantastic. Both Jiao and I had had plenty of experience before we got together, but neither of us had ever fucked outdoors before, so we made the most of it. As soon as we had set up camp, I chased her through the woods, tearing clothes off as we went, and we fucked each other ragged in a grassy clearing with no one around but the birds. We had trouble finding some of our clothes, and Jiao was embarrassed walking back into camp with nothing covering her breasts but her hands.
But she needed not worry, as Asha was lounging around the campsite wearing nothing but a pair of bikini bottoms. Silver rings stood out against her nearly-black nipples, and gleaming jewel shone in her navel. As casual as she was about being topless, it was hard for the other girls to be self-conscious, so Jiao let her arms drop to her sides, and from that moment, it wasn't a big deal. In fact, within ten minutes, the two of them were peer-pressuring Nina to take her top off, and soon she unleashed her massive mammaries to hoots and hollers from guys and girls alike.
The rest of the week was a blast. Jiao and I fucked under the stars, then under the sun, every chance we got. The river had a wide bank that was 15 yards of thick, black mud, so we watched the girls mud wrestle naked until they were caked from head to toe, then each of us wrestled our girls into the muck until we were covered as well. It took everything I had not to rip my shorts off and fuck Jiao senseless, but we weren't quite ready to do that in front of the other couples. So we all went skinnydipping to wash off the mud, and Jiao led me out to the deep water where she threw her arms around me, and then under the water, wrapped her legs around my waist and sunk her hot little snatch onto my rock-hard pole. As she slid her lithe body up and down my cock, I looked around to see if we were being watched. But as far as I could tell, Nina was giving Nick an underwater blowjob in the shallow water, and I'm pretty sure Adrian was finger-fuking Asha under the water. So maybe we weren't so shy after all.
So, needless to say, we all had a fantastic time. All six of us agreed that this tradition was too good to be annual, so a month later, we were back in the woods. And that second time, we nearly fucked everything up for good.
As much outdoor sex as we had on these trips, we still spent the night in our tents. And one moonless night, after some heavy drinking around the campfire, the girls went back to the tents while the guys doused the fire. Then we staggered back to our tents, and fucked our wives once more. It wasn't until I awoke to the sound of screaming that any of us knew what had happened.
Nick and I had switched tents. How I didn't realize I was fucking his busty, curvaceous wife and not my skinny Jiao I don't know. We were pretty drunk. Maybe on some level, I didn't want to know. But now I realized I was in deep shit. Nina ran out of the tent, and threw open the door to hers, where Nick and Jiao were lying together asleep, his morning wood pressed against her hip, and his sperm matted in her pubic hair.
Needless to say, I was furious, Nick was furious, the girls were furious. Yelling, threats, tears, the whole soap opera. It was only when Nick and I were on the verge of punching each other's lights out that Adrian tried to be the voice of reason.
"Guys, just chill out for a minute. It was an accident. You fucked his wife, he fucked your wife. The way I see it, you're even. None of you might be happy about it, but at least it's fair."
The campsite got quiet, as we thought that over. We took a step back, and reconsidered murdering each other. Jiao reached over and touched Nina's arm, in a mute gesture of reconciliation. But then a voice broke the silence.
"It's not fair, actually."
It was Asha. "You all got to fuck around with somebody new, and I didn't! Neither did Ade!"
We were stunned for a second. She was upset that she didn't get to cheat on her husband, and she was saying this right in front of him? We waited for Ade's turn to get pissed, but a sly smile crept across his face.
"That's true,"Β he said, thoughtfully. "That's a good point."Β
A shit-eating grin crept across Nina's face. "I know how to fix that," she said. She took Adrian by the arm and started to lead him towards her tent. Asha took me by the hand and started to do the same. I looked at Jiao for her response, but she just shrugged her shoulders. We had each already fucked one other person, what was one more? All three girls were on the pill, so where was the harm? Resigned, she grabbed Nick and dragged her into the tent.
I barely remembered fucking Nina, but I'll never forget that first time with Asha as long as I live. Turns out, her clit has a silver ring through it to match her nipples. I must have spent a solid hour flicking that ring with my tongue, sucking it into my mouth, tugging it with my teeth, as Asha had one orgasm after another. Finally, her long legs were wrapped around me and I was pumping a hot load of sperm into my best friend's wife, while my own bride was getting the same treatment a few feet away.
Far from feeling any guilt or regret, we all agreed that swapping was incredibly hot. The girls came up with a game called Tent Roulette, which we played faithfully from then on. During the day, sometimes we played around and sometimes we didn't. Then at night, each girl would pick a different tent, unseen by us. We'd pick a tent a few minutes later, not knowing who was inside. Sometimes you got your own wife, sometimes your buddy's.
We ended up going camping 5 times a year. The unspoken rule was, outside the campground, you didn't so much as look at the other two wives. But once we were in the woods, it was a free-for-all.
After three years, we thought it couldn't get any hotter, until the trip where, on our first night in camp, Jiao stood up in front of the campfire, took a small package out of her backpack, and threw it in the fire.
