[M]y best [f]riend- part 4, Adults only camping- Wed night under the stars | 2016

I've been told that I'm leaving out the very important physical description of people in my stories. I will add them here and go back and do so to my older stories. My best friend, Shell, is small framed 5'5", 36yo skinny girl with strong Native American blood. Her long black hair stops just above her perfect ass, and she is very self conscious about her small almost non-existent tits. My wife, Jamie, is a larger framed 5'7" 34yo chubby girl with very light, heavily freckled skin and naturally thick, bright red hair she keeps at shoulder length. Her 42DD fuckable tits gain attention everywhere she goes, but she hates her wide hips. Though I think those baby makers give her nice curves for a bigger girl. I am a towering 6'1" 33yo, with wide shoulders and a large chest. I have a strong mix of Native American and Irish bloods. My skin is always naturally tan, but I get a lot of red hair in my beard. I'm not fat by any means, but I let my 6 pack go when I left the army. I have never considered myself to be good looking. The 3 of us have incredibly active sex drives, and these are the stories of who we are.

Part 4-

One of the things that brought Shell and I, and our families, so close together many years ago is that we are all avid outdoorsmen. Much family time is spent honing our skills for sport and survival, and sharing these experiences with our children and friends. A harsh winter had kept us indoors too long, so as spring grew closer, we were all anxious to get back to the outdoors and started making plans for our first camping trip of 2013.

While planning our trip, we decided to make it adults only. There were no sexual intentions, we just wanted a little more worry free relaxing with friends and maybe some alcohol. We wanted more than just a weekend trip, so we all would take time off work and make it Wed-Sun. Later, we found out that Jamie and I had an unavoidable event to attend that Sat, so we would have to leave Fri night but be back for the last night of camping.

Tue night before the trip, we all stayed at my house. It was a 6 hour drive to where we were going, and wanted time for any last minute needs and a good rest before heading out first thing in the morning.

Once there we spent all our energy setting up camp. We had about 25 guests showing up Fri night, so more firewood, a bigger dining area, and more activities than normal needed setting up. We wanted Thu to ourselves, so got it all done and spent the evening sipping beer around the fire.

Tim was the first to crash out (as always) and with a simple "good night" he headed for his and Shell's tent. (Our tents were 100 yds from the fire, and 100 yds from each other, for privacy ). Jamie was soon to follow, giving me a hug and a long kiss, rubbing her tits against me and giggling "don't make me wait too long."

Over the last couple of months, Shell and I had calmed down quite a bit. No real reason, we still had our playful flirting and sneaking touches and kisses, just hadn't heated it up like we did in months before. We held each other by the fire for a few minutes soaking up that unexplainable energy we've had since day one, and could only get from each other. "You need to go" she says as she pulls my flannel overshirt off of me, holds it up to her face breathing in deeply and smiling. "But I'm keeping this" she says and heads for her tent.

In my own tent, Jamie ,stripped down to just her jeans, was crouched like a tiger waiting to attack me as soon as I opened the door. And that is exactly what she did.

Jamie had never in her life spent the night in a tent before she met me. Needing a complete change, she took to my lifestyle quickly, and soon found out just how exciting life could be.

Away from civilization, where the only lights are the ones you make, and the only sounds are your own and the woods, Jamie becomes a real animal. She jumped on me throwing me on my back and landed straddling me and holding my hands down with her own. She kisses me hard, forcing her tongue between my lips and pressing my head into the bare ground as she moans. "What took you so long?" she asks, licking her lips and staring like she's about to eat me. "Shell wanted my shirt." She attacks me again, sucking and nibbling on my ears and neck. I can feel the heat from her pussy as she uses it to hold me and my growing erection down.

Jamie releases my arms only long enogh to rip my t-shirt off. Then pins my back to the cool dew covered ground. "Did she want this too?" she playfully asks as she starts humping my cock through our pants. "Maybe, but not tonight. I'm all yours." She attacks again, biting my shoulders then my nipples. Biting is a huge turn on for me, and my erection becomes painful as it presses tight against my jeans demanding release.

Jaime slides her hands between us working my belt and pants open. With a couple hard jerks, she has me naked on the ground below her and goes back to sucking and biting, now down my sides and across my stomach. She traces her tongue back up my chest and locks me in a deep kiss as she climbs off of me and kneels at my side. Breaking the kiss, she nibbles her way back down then up the shaft of my dick all the way to the tip before swallowing as much of me as she can.

This is rare for us. Jamie doesn't really like to give head. She used to quite often when we first got together, but as she opened up more to me I found out she only did it because she thought she was supposed to, and that because of her previous marriage, blow jobs were really a traumatic experience for her. I put a stop to it, promising her I would never make her do it, and making her promise she would only do it when and as much as she truly wanted. Yes, I gladly gave up blow jobs to fill my wife's needs, but now and then (and more over time) she still takes it with hunger.

As Jamie goes to town on my dick, I reach out and unbutton her jeans, pulling them to her knees. Half sitting up, I start kissing her side, sliding my hand between her ass cheeks and reaching for her steaming snatch. "Wait!" she stops me "I want to wear these tomorrow." Jamie's pussy gets very wet and she has powerful squirting orgasms. She takes me back in her mouth and wiggles out of the pants while latched on. I make it a mission to make her cum in her pants, she always makes it a mission to stop me from doing it.

Once she's adjusted, I slide my thumb right in her well soaked pussy, hooking it down for leverage and vigorously rubbing her swollen clit with my middle finger. Im rocking her body hard and she matches the motion with her lips sliding up and down my dick. She firmly grasps a hand around my hilt and sucks harder as her pussy swells. Liftting her head, the woods suddenly go quiet as she let's out an "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" with each squirt as her pulsing pussy sprays multiple times, and a final loud "Aaaahhhh!" as her body shivers, leaving my hand and her legs soaked in juice.

Jamie turns around and kisses me as she again straddles me. Before she can lower herself, I get a finger inside her. I have been with multiple squirters, and with each of them, this position is always the one sure way to give them the wettest, most intense orgasms. She arches her back and holds her ankles as I pound her pussy hard, slapping my palm on her widely spread lips with every stroke. The forest again goes quiet as Jamie's moans fill the air. Her bouncing tits are pointed straight up as her bent in half body convulses, spraying me again with squirt after squirt of hot nectar.

Jamie throws herself forward, collapsing on my chest. We lay there for a moment as she catches her breath in the cool spring air. Grinding her hips like only she can, her soaked lips grab ahold of my dick and tease my head, sliding it up and down her slit. With a wiggle, she has me at her love hole, and moans softly as she slides down my extra large shaft.

She sits up, spreading her legs wide, and taking me in to the hilt. I lay there for a moment admiring Jamie's curvy silhouette against background of the clear, star filled sky. The bright moonlight gave her natural firey red hair a cool copper glow and sparkled in the beads of sweat forming on her skin. I was making love to an angel, and there was no place on earth I would rather be.

When we first met, Jamie had little experience on top, and no good experience with sex. Things have definitely changed though, and over the years, my wife has become quite the professional cowgirl. She begins rocking her hips without moving her torso causing short but powerful strokes on the head of my cock yet keeping her love lips firmly planted around the base. Now the forest is filled with my moans of extacy as she picks up her pace. Panting heavily, I reach between us and rub her clit with my thumb. Within moments she throws her head to the sky, moaning and quivering through a mini orgasm (its rare for her to have a mind blowing, squirting orgasm while stuffed full of cock).

Without missing a beat, Jamie sticks both hands straight out, reaching for mine. She locks her fingers in mine and using me for support, comes off her knees and onto her feet. Now the strokes are long and full, I buck my hips upward with each pump, making her scream with every hit. She manages to keep it up through another orgasm before exhaustion takes over and she collapses on my chest.

Still hard, I hold her ass in my hands and make love to her from below. Jamie gives a soft "mmmmm" with each stroke as she lays on me catching her breath. She soon gains a second wind, sliding her arms under mine and gripping my shoulders and pulling us close. She holds her face just above mine, almost touching. Her hot breath on my face is tantalizing as her panting again turns to moaning. Now my orgasm is quickly building and my loud grunts match her moans.

I pull jamies ass cheeks as wide as I can, allowing me deeper into her red hot snatch. She lifts her ass forcing me to work harder, knowing this will give me a stronger orgasm. I pull against her lifting, pounding her pussy from bottom up as hard and fast as I can.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!" I yell over and over as Jamie screams "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!", her pussy pulsing around my dick. I arch my back, lifting her clean off the ground as I explode pumping streams of cum deep inside her. This sets off her own orgasm and she lunges forward, pulling off of my dick, both of us screaming wildly as we squirt each other with a powerful flow of hot juices.

Finally we collapse, exhausted, holding each other under the stary sky. We were almost asleep when the woods again filled with its own sounds. The thousands of singing tree frogs were almost hypnotic. Jamie and I crawled helplessly back into the tent, not even bothering to grab our clothes or zip the door closed, and fell fast asleep.

This may well have been our best sex yet, and this camping trip had just begun.

More to come.