The Joys Of Camping

My wife and I are both in our mid-40's and always enjoyed camping in the Rocky Mountain West. We had done it for years. We had been living in Ft. Collins, Colorado and usually camped several times each summer up in the northwest part of Wyoming. Generally, we just liked to find a remote spot, set up camp and hang out by the campfire, swimming, reading and generally enjoying the beautiful rivers and mountains. I had taken up fly-fishing years before and appreciated the skill and zen of just being out on the river, enjoying the peace it afforded me.

My wife and I were very sexual and always had been. We had been part of a good number of sexual escapades with not only friends, earlier in our life, but with couples and single males we had met through the internet after we moved from Florida to Colorado. Rebecca was 5-5, blond and sported a beautiful full body, very much along the lines of Salma Hayek or Scarlett Johannsen. She was not drop-dead gorgeous like them but her body was similar and she really did it for me. At the time, I was 6'1' and about 190 lbs. We were both fit but not terribly buff specimens.

On the third day at this remote campsite, I told Rebecca I was going to walk up the river and find a good fishing spot to hopefully catch us some nice trout for dinner. She was fine with that as it was the middle of the week and we had not seen any other people for several days and she felt safe. She said she was going to put on her swimsuit and catch some sun while she read her latest book.

Around four in the afternoon I put on my vest, gathered my rod and creel and headed up the trail that followed the stream. I also packed my pistol just in case any predators came calling. I walked for probably half a mile up river and found a good spot where the hatch was good and the fish were biting. After several hours I had caught four keepers and decided to head back to the camp. By then it was probably around 7:00 pm. It was late summer so we still had a little bit of daylight left.

When I was only a short distance from our camp I heard several male voices and what sounded like Rebecca moaning and, in a very low voice saying, "Oh my God...". I immediately became very concerned and worried for Rebecca's safety and even my own, even though I had my gun. I didn't know how many men there were or what the situation was or if they were armed. I spite of my need to get to Rebecca, I slowly approached trying to stay hidden behind the foliage until I could suss out what I was walking into.

When I got close enough, I could see my wife bent over the concrete picnic table, being fucked vigorously from the rear by a large man dressed in his hunting gear. His pants were around his ankles but he was otherwise fully clothed including an orange baseball-type hat. Rebecca's bikini bottoms were no where to be seen but she still had on her top. Her large tits were crushed against a blanket that had been thrown onto the table. A second man was sitting on his knees on the table holding Rebecca's arms, stretching her out in a helpless position. Their rifles were leaned up against the bumper of our vehicle.

I was immediately ready to pull my weapon and put an end to this when I heard my wife unmistakably say, "Oh, yeah! That's good!! Right there!! I was surprised but not shocked. While these men did not appear to be her type, she was definitely into what was happening. Maybe this was not what I initially thought. I had always loved seeing Rebecca taken and fucked to orgasm by her male swinging buddies. I began to feel my cock engorge.

I was hidden to the back and left side of where this debauchery was happening. I could see the back of her head, his hairy ass and his large cock pounding into her. I decided to hang back and see where this went. The large man fucking Rebecca senseless, sped up his thrusting and roared as he poured himself into her. She began bucking and shaking as well as they both came. As they calmed down, he stepped back and a large cum-coved cock fell out of my wife along with a rush of white cum. He stepped back, pulled up his pants and buckled his belt.

After several seconds, the second man released my wife's arms and climbed off the table and began unbuckling his pants. Rebecca rose up from the table and as she turned to face the second man, he picked her up by the waist and sat her on the picnic table. She leaned back on her elbows as the man took her ankles and pushed the toward her chest, spreading her out for them to see. Her light brown bush was matted with the first hunters load and she looked like a wanton woman. Her eyes were droopy as she ran her right hand through her gaping cunt, patting herself in a "come on" gesture to the man between her legs. As he dropped his trousers, his large, veiny cock popped up under his plaid shirt. Even from 15 yards away, I could see his pre-cum leaking from the helmet of his cock. He moved up between her legs and used his cock to slap Rebecca's pussy 4-5 times sending shivers through her body. He then stood on his tip-toes, lined up his cock and entered her in one push, forcing a gush of his partners white cum from her. When he bottomed out in my lovely wife, they both moaned and he began slow-fucking her. Rebecca's orgasm built as she put her legs over his shoulders and said, "Give it to me... fuck me!!" His stroke lengthened, his speed built until he was pounding her hard. After 2-3 minutes they both cried out and came together in a lip-crushing, tongue lashing orgasm. As she calmed down, Rebecca lay back on the table while the gentleman in her cunt shook and emptied every last bit of cum from his balls.

Rebecca lay there and slowly pulled her legs up to her chest and curled over on her left side and shivered as the copious amount of the two men's cum leaked from her cunt and slid down her left ass cheek onto the blanket.

The man who had just finished in my well-fucked wife, buckled up his pants. They came over to her and one squeezed her right tit and said, "Thanks babe for the great time. We'll never forget it," and with that they picked up their rifles and strolled off into the woods laughing and slapping each other on the back.

I waited to see what Rebecca would do. I felt she was in no danger and had obviously enjoyed what had happened. I was dying to know how it started. I wanted to know if she was a willing participant or had been coerced initially and then acquiesced as she lost herself in the eroticism of the moment. I decide to give her a few minutes. She slowly sat up and looked around as if she was surprised to find herself alone. She reached for a towel that was near the table and began cleaning the cum from her cunt and her inner legs. She looked absolutely ravaged but sexy beyond words.

She removed her top, grabbed a beach towel from the vehicle and walked toward the stream where she hesitantly stepped into the water, finally immersing herself, washing away the evidence of her fucking. By the time she came back to the campsite it was growing dark. Her hair was wet and she had the large towel wrapped around her breasts so it barely covered her bush. I had the fire stoked and was sitting in a lounger drinking a beer.

"Did you enjoy the show?" I was gob-smacked.

"I could see you watching and just hoped you would let it play out. They came up on me unannounced and there I was in my bikini. We started with small talk and soon they were telling me how hot my body was and I could see their cocks growing in their pants. The larger guy just reached down and began touching me and I soon the other one joined in. I was soon feeling their cocks through their pants and I knew you would be ok if you knew the situation. I soon had their cocks out and alternately sucked them until they picked me up and put me on the table. I'm sorry, but I just let it happen. I hope you are ok." She gave a slight smile.

I looked at her standing there with just a towel separating me from the sexy body I had just seen violated in the most erotic way and I knew I would be ok.