My wife Tina and I (Rod) have been married for nearly 30 years. She's in her late 40's while I've just ticked over the half century. While neither of us would be classed as models, we have kept in pretty good shape. I'm average height and build with a slight beer belly. Even my cock is average, around 6 to 6.5 inches. Tina is medium height and build with small (B-cup) tits and a flat stomach. She often complains about her butt and thighs which carry a few more kilos than she'd like. I think she is still quite hot, especially for her age and after three kids. Throughout our marriage we have maintained a pretty vanilla sex life. Something that caused me frustration at times. The problem was our different outlook on sex. While she was very conservative, I was up for anything. I always wanted to include others in the bedroom. My biggest fantasy was to watch her get fucked, though I would have been happy for her to do it without me and give me the details later. Tina always believed I only said this so that I could fuck other women. While this prospect did appeal to me, it was not my motivation as I found the thought of watching her extremely exciting. Regardless, she said it would never happen because she believed in her wedding vows. It is this attitude that makes the following story even more remarkable.
We both love camping and its something we've enjoyed doing with our kids, travelling all over Australia in our simple camper trailer. Once the youngest child left home we found ourselves in the position to buy a nice caravan set up to go off the grid and get away from the crowded touristy spots. It was at one of these spots that the unexpected took place.
We both have flexible working arrangements so we decided to get away for a week. The place we went to was a private campground on the banks of a tidal river. It wasn't really a campground as such, just a 60 acre block of ground that the owner let people camp on for a small fee. It was possible to launch a small boat from the bank, though we didn't have one. Tina loved fishing and crabbing while I preferred just kicking back and enjoying the peace and quiet. Because we didn't have a boat we set crab pots from the bank with limited success. Tina would also fish from the bank, also with limited success.
The first day and night of our trip was uneventful, just super relaxing as we were the only ones camped there. After sleeping in and enjoying a late breakfast we were mildly disappointed watching the arrival of another group. It wasn't too bad cause they chose to set up away from us down close to the river. They had a boat so we assumed they were keen fishermen. Whilst I didn't stare, I am a bit of a people watcher and did notice them set up one big tent, a smaller tent and a swag. From what I could tell it was a man who was similar to my age and a boy and a girl, both probably late teens early twenties.
Around this time Tina and I decided to go down to the river and check our pots, as usual they were empty bar a couple of small ones which we let go. Walking back to our camp took us close to the new camp where the man and the boy were setting up some fishing rods. In typical Australia fashion a quick 'g'day' turned into a discussion about the weather, the chances of catching anything and the beauty of the spot. The man's name was Carl and he was camping with his son Drew and daughter Bella. Him and his wife had separated several years earlier and camping with his kids was something he tried to do regularly. Though kids is probably inaccurate. Drew was 20 and completing an apprenticeship, while Bella was 18 and had just started university studying to be a Registered Nurse. This was interesting to me as that is my career also. Not that I had the chance to chat to her about it as she stayed in her tent the entire time. I got the feeling she did not love the whole camping thing!
Carl soon offered us beers which I gratefully accepted while Tina politely declined. Again, in typical Aussie fashion, one beer turned into two, which turned into me going back to our camp to grab an armful to return the shouts. While Drew had a couple, it was mainly his father and I drinking. Tina, who is usually a bit reserved around people she doesn't know, was very engaged with both Carl and Drew. At first I thought it was due to the topic, which was fishing, and how they had good success here last time. But after a while I noticed some mild flirting happening between her and both the guys. It then came as no surprise that when an offer for them to take her out on the boat fishing was enthusiastically accepted by Tina. I was invited but declined. To me this was a win win, Tina got to go fishing and I didn't have to take her! I had plenty to keep me busy, doing nothing.
While Tina grabbed her fishing rod and a few drinks in a little esky, I helped the boys prepare and launch the boat. They then suggested pulling our pots up and they would take them to a better location. Tina was very pleased with this when she came down to the boat and found out.
"You boys are the best fishing buddies a girl could have!" She said in a very flirty manner.
Once they were all loaded, I gave them a push away from the bank. Drew fired up the engine and away they went. I waved goodbye and watched them until they were out of sight around the corner, before heading back to camp. Again my route back to camp went past out neighbours' camp, only this time Bella was standing in the middle of the camp looking in the direction the boat had gone. She did not look overly pleased. I couldn't resist saying something so I said,
"oh you missed the boat".
For a moment I thought she was going to bite my head off when she turned to look at me, but instead she calmly replied,
"I'm not worried about missing out on fishing, but Dad didn't set up the portable toilet before he went fishing like he promised."
I gave her an understanding head nod and offered her the use of ours which she quickly dismissed. I then asked her about her studies and told her that I was a register nurse myself. This proved to be a bit of an ice-breaker. Bella had lots of questions about my career and if I had any suggestions on what area she should focus on. After 15 minutes or so, the beers I had drank were making my bladder really uncomfortable.
Now, besides the fact that she was a hot 18 year old blonde, with what looked like a sexy body and piercing blue eyes, I love talking about nursing and the health profession in general. I really wanted to keep the conversation going but I needed to pee real bad. I told her I needed to get another beer and that the offer to use the toilet in our van still stood. I guess now that the ice was broken, using our toilet was less weird and so she accepted. We walked up to our camp and I showed her in before quickly bolting to the nearest tree. When she emerged I was sitting outside our van enjoying another beer.
Our caravan isn't the flashiest on the market, but it does have a nice roomy ensuite with separate toilet and shower. When Bella came out of the van she did not hide the fact that she was impressed by it.
"Holy crap!" she exclaimed. "That's a normal size shower and toilet in there, and you have a big comfy bed. I'm stuck down there on a foam mattress, showering out of a bucket and squatting in the bush."
I gave her a smile and agreed we have it pretty good. I went on to tell her that I can't help her out with her sleeping arrangements, but she was welcome to use the toilet and shower. She said that she might just take me up on that offer. We resumed our chat and before we new it a couple of hours had passed and we heard the sound of the boat approaching. I grabbed a few beers and together we headed down to the river to greet them.
A lot can change in a couple of hours! Tina was obviously feeling the effects of the drinks. When I last saw her, she was mildly flirting with two strangers. Now, you would swear I was the stranger. Whenever she spoke to either of them she seemed compelled to touch them in some way. When Drew helped her out of the boat she embraced him and said,
"oh thanks sweetheart,"
before giving him a kiss on the cheek. This caused Carl to ask,
"what about me?"
Without a thought Tina stepped over and gave him a kiss and a cuddle. This prompted Bella to give me a funny look. I just responded with a shrug of the shoulders and a wink. Pretty soon Tina announced she needed to go to the toilet and quickly made her way back to our camp. While Drew secured the boat, Bella and her dad made quick plans to drive into town and buy dinner. I kind of felt like an outsider at this point so I said my goodbyes and headed back to Tina.
Walking back I was thinking about Tina's behaviour. It was very out of character but I loved it. I was wondering if I should mention it or if that might make her self-conscious and cause her to stop, something I didn't want. I decided to play it by ear and see how she was acting once we were alone. I figured she would either be bashful and quiet, or drunk enough that it'd be like it never happened. Fuck me! How wrong was I?
The moment I entered the van she was on me. Kissing me and pulling my shirt off. She pushed me back on to the bed and climbed on. Tina was kissing and biting me on the neck, shoulders and upper chest. Meanwhile she had straddled one of my legs and was humping it like a dog on heat, rubbing her covered cunt up and down. She only kept this up for a short while, suddenly stopping to stand up and pull her pants and underwear off. While staring at me she yanked my pants down and jumped back on. Tina didn't hesitate to line my cock up with her pussy and slam down on it. She was so wet, there was no resistance. Now I don't claim to be a super stud, but I generally have pretty good self-control and will last long enough to ensure my partner is satisfied. However, the way she was grinding and thrusting I knew I could not last long. Within a couple of minutes I shot my load into Tina's already wet box. The moment she felt the first pulse Tina moaned in disappointment.
"Nooo!" She cried out.
