NOTE: All characters are over the age of 18 years,
Sunny Sides Up was the typical nudist camp we would visit about two or three times a year. In addition to being only a 30-minute drive away, they had excellent facilities used by a small crowd of naked people. My cousin Vicki and I were two such participants.
Vicki and I had gone to bed a little extra early the night before, not only to enjoy a night of passionate incest with each other but also because we had planned to take advantage of the hot air balloon ride the next morning. This was something new for the club, and since we were Lifelong Members, we had the privilege of being one of the first passengers. The only catch was that we had to be up extra early to take advantage of the early bird flight.
We got up, left our cabin, and walked hand-in-hand to the balloon at the top of the hill. I looked at where the balloon was and saw that its monstrous size looked tame as it lay flaccid across the sloping side of the hilltop. "Look," Vicki said as she jabbed me with her elbow. "It kind of reminds me of you after we finished fucking last night."
I gave Vicki a playful smirk.
Getting closer to the balloon, we noticed that the pilot had the basket lying on its side as he started the loud motor, which shot a huge flame into the balloon, where it began to fill with hot air and inflate slowly. It was only a few minutes before the balloon was fully erect and standing majestically with the morning sun shining behind it. "You're right," I said to my cousin, "that
does
look like me." I lightly jabbed her back.
We walked up to a woman who was standing near the balloon. "Good morning," she said as she looked Vicki and me over. I was guessing this was their first time working at a nudist camp. She was a woman in her early 30s, a little taller than Vicki, with a slender build and blonde hair. Additionally, she looked like she probably had a decent set of tits underneath her sweatshirt. "We have flown this balloon in many places," she said, "but never at a nudist camp."
It looked like my suspicion was correct.
Vicki and I looked at each other and smiled. We both had a feeling that today would present a series of firsts for our aeronautic friends.
The man had made sure the balloon was properly anchored and walked over. "Hi," he said. "I am Captain Jack, and I see you have met my wife, Cecilia."
I shook hands with the man. Just as his wife had done, he was giving Vicki and me the once over.
"Will we be flying very long?" I asked.
"Not really," Capt. Jack replied, "We will be on a three-hundred-foot tether, so we will go up, take a look around, and come right back down."
Vicki and I both smiled and looked at one another. Vicki broke the silence to ask, "When can we go?"
"There's no time like the present," he answered with a smile.
He said something to his wife about being sure most of the anchors were pulled, while Vicki and I walked up to the basket. We were quite impressed with the size of the basket; it looked as if it could comfortably handle up to six people at one time. I hopped over the edge of the basket first and then turned to help my cousin get inside the basket. Capt. Jack stood behind my cousin lifted her up by her waist and placed Vicki inside the basket. I couldn't help but notice the pilot had admired my cousin's ass as she got into the basket.
Cecilia was next in the basket; once she was given the all-clear from her husband, she reached over the basket to pull the final stake that was keeping us on the earth.
The Captain pulled on a lever, made the jet rev with energy, and caused the flame to grow and burn hotter than before. Within seconds, our balloon began making a slow ascent into the sky. On one side, we could feel the heat generated by the jet engine, while on the other side, we felt the crispness of the morning air. The horizon began sinking lower and lower; the tree tops were soon resembling more of a green carpet beneath us. The rolling hills in the distance were covered in a slight morning haze and became more illuminated as the sun rose into the sky.
Vicki and I were both mesmerized by the sight. I stood behind my cousin and wrapped my arms around her waist. My cock began growing as I pressed in close behind her. I looked to my left and caught Cecilia watching the two of us and smiling. I smiled at her and returned her gaze as I reached around and played with Vicki's tits.
The beauty of the landscape below and my handfuls of Vicki's breasts made for high-altitude eroticism. We felt a slight jerk in the basket. "That's as high as we go," Capt. Jack said. I had guessed we had reached the end of the tether.
For the first time, he noticed that Cecilia was watching me and Vicki as we both stood at the side of the basket, looking down. I pulled out a little, showing my cock to our hosts, as I reached down and positioned myself so that the head of my dick was pointed in between Vicki's legs. I slowly began sliding forward, while Jack and Cecilia were both watching us as they saw my dick sliding into Vicki's pussy from behind.
Capt. Jack suddenly turned back to the engine and gave the balloon another blast of hot air to prevent us from descending. Cecilia took a step forward and was standing directly beside me and Vicki. Cecilia reached with one hand and began rubbing my balls from behind, while her other hand began massaging Vicki's tits. I looked back at Capt. Jack noticed that he had pulled his dick out and had begun stroking himself as we floated three hundred feet above the ground.
