Some would say fantasies rarely come true. But when they do, OMG.
My wife, Claudia, and I booked a camping site at a KOA outside of Boston so we could take in a Red Sox game and have some adult time. We set up our camper in a tight spot and noticed the sites butted end to end with a fire-pit to provide a buffer between neighbors. Around 4pm a sprinter van backed up to our common area. Emerging from the RV to plug in and get things leveled was a tall, brawny, jean-wearing man who immediately got the attention of my wife.
Jeremy was an estimator for a construction company and used his RV to save on lodging expenses and to stay mobile for looking at jobs along the eastern seaboard. As a farmer, we hit it off pretty well as I invited him to have a beer and sit by the fire. My sincerely sexy wife was also very hospitable in bringing us snacks and starting the barbecue to cook our grass-fed steaks. Jeremy was very interested in how we farm and hadn't had a real meal in weeks, especially straight from pasture to plate. "Thank you for inviting me to be part of your evening", he said. "No problem", chimed my wife who had conveniently changed into her hot-ass black yoga pants and blue bikini top, accentuating her luscious breasts and fine bottom.
As per usual, camping allows for free flowing alcohol, stories and at times, sexual content. Jeremy was a divorcée and had trouble meeting someone steady with his work schedule. Feeling a bit naughty and knowing my wife's fantasies, I asked if we could see his RV and the layout as we talked about getting one in the past. By now the fire was the only thing illuminating the area. He showed us around and my vixen wife looked over the kitchenette and surprisingly jumped on his bed and commented it was very comfortable. The impromptu ruckus took us both by surprise and we both got a glance of a nipple slip of her amazing cleavage. Knowing her, she was preening and prepping us for an amazing night.
Like any horny guy who just got hit on, Jeremy took the opportunity to suggest he look at our RV because he might want to upgrade. Maybe our fantasy of a MMF encounter was coming to fruition. My wife was all too happy to show him around. I said I had to visit the camp's little boy's room, giving her some freedom, to perhaps get herself fucked. It was almost too obvious as our queen size bed is literally next to the door as they walked in.
The door was cracked enough so I could see and hear how this fantasy was gonna go down. My wife loves big shoulders and brawny men so I knew he was her ultimate prize. As anticipated Jeremy was locked and loaded. At the first sign of pause, as she stopped abruptly, with his raging hard-on bumping into her bubble ass, he spun her around and kissed her hard on the mouth. He kissed my fucking hot wife with fever and passion. A look of relief flooded over her as he slipped between her legs, this time stroking her with his fingertips instead of kissing.
Once his hands had become familiar with the sensitive skin on her inner legs, he wrapped them around her yoga pants and began pulling them down. Just as in our camping fantasy, she was very aroused and very wet. He let out a deep groan as she lifted her bottom, assisting him in the process.
Softly and tenderly he made his way from her hips to her mound as she settled back on the edge of the bed. Jeremy wrapped his arms under and around her legs, resting his face before the prize. Her breathing was already erratic from watching him. He took one long lap and she nearly fainted. "Oooh my god, Jeremy." Her hands immediately clutched the sheets and her body fell back on the bed. He lapped her up, just slow licks from bottom to top. She writhed around in a sweet agony. He made sure he was rough enough to be felt, but soft enough to still tease her more than please her. Her slick shaven pussy was sweeter than he or I could have imagined it to be. The scene had me stroking my cock as she enjoyed his obvious talents at eating pussy.
