Waking up to the delightful sounds of the forest, I rolled over in the sleeping bag and gazed lovingly at my gorgeous bride. The libidinous events of the last couple of days ran through my mind, causing my morning wood to twitch.
What had started out as a joint, two-family camping trip with our closest friends, Paul and Cathy, had turned into an exploration of the swinger's lifestyle. (Read the previous stories, Steamy Camp Shower and Revisiting the Steamy Camp Shower for details) Thinking back on the shower I had shared with my wife, Kathy, and Paul's wife the night before, tempted me to rouse my sleeping wife for more fun. I thought better of it, considering how late and strenuous the previous day had been.
Instead, I opted to get in my usual early morning exercise. Running along the trails, I enjoyed breathing in the unpolluted air. The earthy smells of evergreen and the decay of leaves on the forest floor delighted my senses. The sounds of creatures and creaking of trees swaying in the breeze were a welcome change to the noise of the city.
I took advantage of the empty kids' equipment in the campground park for the rest of my exercises, before sauntering back to our campsites. There, I found Paul as he was setting up and cooking breakfast.
"Morning, need a hand?" I asked.
Paul swung at me blindly, fist cocked and elbow hooked. Deflecting the 'attack' easily, I deftly maneuvered him into an armbar against the picnic table next to the camp stove. "Done?" I asked.
"Yeah," Paul replied.
"Don't blame you..." I started.
"... of course not," he finished.
"All good?" I asked.
His face breaking into a broad grin, he agreed, "all good, Brother."
The morning before, I had struck him once in the arm because of his illicit encounter with my wife the previous evening. He had attempted the same as I had made the 'beast with two backs' with his wife last night.
All of this was done in 'good fun.' Paul and I had commiserated for years about our desires for each other's bride. All in good taste, never with disrespect. We trusted each other, and never failed to share the details of an encounter with women we loved. This trip, however, had pushed the limits of our relationships. Now, we had had sex with each other's wife.
Naturally, some sort of equilibrium needed to be established. If the ritual of a shot to arm after bedding your buddy's wife was the cost, so be it.
"All right," I said, bracing myself and indicating that he could take his shot.
Paul grinned, gauged his distance and delivered a solid strike to my arm.
Pain erupted through my arm. "Fuck," I breathed through gritted teeth. Picking up my water bottle, I made a toast, "The first of many."
Mirroring my toast, Paul said, "I'll drink to that." Both of us broke into laughs. Leaning in, Paul asked, 'so I get to take Kathy on an errand this morning, right?" with 'errand' in air quotes. I recalled that yesterday I had offered to send my wife along with Paul for whatever they divined to get up to.
"Yes, so long as the girls agree," I assured him. I didn't think it would take much convincing. But women being women, I figured it was best to see how they felt today.
Unsurprisingly, the kids were up and busy long before our wives. Paul and I fed and got them ready them for the day. We had just allowed them to run to the playground around the corner when my Kathy stepped out of our tent.
We watched appreciatively as she stretched in the morning sun. Wearing her tight dark blue t-shirt and black cotton shorts she was a vision of womanhood. Long dark brown curly hair cascading over her shoulders and down her back, her perky c-cup breasts pushed out and her rosy full lips pursed as she stretched shedding her bedtime tension. Her perfection was capped by her perfectly rounded taut ass over her shapely legs.
Looking at Paul, I swear I saw some drool forming on his lip as he leered at her without shame.
Kathy turned to us, shooting us a smoldering smile. She was obviously still ready for more fun, which boded well for Paul, and ultimately me after that.
Walking up to me and giving me a meaningful kiss 'good morning,' she turned to Paul and said, "Hello, is that for me?"
At first, I was confused, we were nowhere near the picnic table where her breakfast was waiting. Then I saw she was looking directly at Paul's crotch, which was posting an obvious chub.
Paul, though his face was red, took it in stride and enthusiastically said, "absolutely!"
Kathy giggled and sighed, she and Paul devoured each other with their eyes while I watched, caressing her shapely bum.
"Well, I see I don't need to talk you two into going out for an 'errand' this morning," I teased, delighting at how they both grinned and blushed.
Kathy pinched my ass and walked over to her breakfast, "I'd better get my strength up then."
Paul walked over and attempted a nonchalant low-five, at which Kathy laughed out loud, commenting, "smooth, really smooth guys, I like it."
We had a good laugh together, which helped dispel some of the tension. Funny how it is always there when these 'lifestyle' situations arise. After that, Paul wandered off to check on the kids.
Sitting down next to my wife, I asked her, "are you ready for some 'one on one' with Paul?"
Her lop-sided grin said everything. "Is it bad to say 'hell yeah' to that? Why doesn't it feel weird to talk to you about fucking your best friend?"
"Probably because you know me so well. We trust each other, and no one is looking to break up anyone's marriage," I answered. "Hell Babe, in the last two nights both of you girls have jammed your husband's dick into each other! If that doesn't say, 'have fun, we trust you,' I don't know what does."
"God! Honey, this has been so... so great!" Kathy gushed at me. "I love our friends so much, and this just feels so natural. I mean... there are tiny moments of jealousy, but somehow that just makes it hotter. Last night was... unbelievable. If you had told me when we met that we would be doing this, I probably would've laughed at you or left you. Now, I just feel like it should've happened sooner."
I chuckled before adding, "to be fair, I think a lot of people go down this path without the long-standing commitment and open communication that we are so fortunate to have."
Kathy broke out into a loud laugh before cluing me in on the joke, "so, so I guess all your talking has finally come to some good!"
"You've never complained about my oral skills before!" I shot back, joining in on the laughter.
Coming out of their tent, Paul's wife asked, "What's so funny," through a morning yawn.
"His oral skill," Kathy said, sticking her tongue out at me playfully.
Cathy came up the picnic table shaking her head in mock seriousness, 'oh no, his skill is no joke," and then broke out into a delightful giggle. She leaned in, giving my Kathy a quick kiss on the lips before coming around and settling on the bench next to me.
"Good morning you," I said in a flirty tone.
Cathy paused, biting her lip at me playfully. "Hey you," she said, as the sexual tension of our pairing the night before reignited abruptly.
Returning her bold charm, I said, "well, hey yourself," and leaned in towards her. She responded in kind and we shared a sensual kiss promising more. Pulling back, we stared hungrily into each other's eyes.
Across from us, my wife slapped the table and said, "all right! I need to get ready to run that 'errand.'" She hopped up, winking at us impishly, and bounded off to our tent.
"Errand?" Cathy asked.
I responded, "with Paul." To which she smiled ear to ear for a moment.
Putting on a fake frown she jokingly complained, "then I don't get to watch?!"
Running my hand down her firm thigh, I said, "I am sure we can make it up to you."
At that, Cathy broke down into a case of the giggles. I proceeded to tickle her before she slapped me away and caught her breath.
Giving her a minute, I gathered up her breakfast for her and put a few things away before sitting back down.
"How are you doing?" I asked.
"Mmm, good... and tired," she responded, savoring her eggs and toast. "Where are the kids?"
I answered, "Oh, Paul is keeping an eye on them at the playground."
"Trying to get rid of him so you can have me all to yourself?" she countered, flirting.
I came back with, "Oh, I am sure you can handle both of us together." Cathy choked slightly at the suggestion. I guess she hadn't thought about that possibility yet. I was certain Kathy had. "Although, the thought of having you all to myself is very tempting."
"Last night..." she began.
"Was special," I finished for her.
Looking into my eyes, she said, "yeah," as our hearts raced. For a time, we sat silently, gazing deeply into each other's eyes. Putting my arm around her, I gave her a comforting squeeze.
"Everything is going to be OK," I told her, and I felt her relax further.
Sighing comfortably, she said, "I know, this is just so new. So... Ha! Awesome! I now have two big strong men to comfort me and want me. What is weird, is that I am not jealous that Kathy has the same two men, you know?"
"Well, it helps that you both comfort and want each other as well," I responded.
At that, Cathy smiled broadly with a wistful look in her gorgeous blue eyes. Softly, she confessed, "I really can't wait to go down on her."
"That can certainly be arranged," I said pointedly. "She is getting ready to go play with Paul right now; she is probably naked in there." I indicated our tent and gave her a pinch on her ass.
