[M]y best [f]riend- Part 6, Adults only camping- I saw what you did to my chair. | 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 blood. 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 6

By Thursday afternoon, we had all split. I couldn't tell you where the girls were, or what they were doing, but I could see Tim looking at his phone by the fire from my position sitting on a log writing my latest story (not GW) some 50ft away, inside the woodline.

After awhile, Shell appears in the clearing. She's obviously in a good mood, swinging her arms and humming as she makes her way to the fire. I could only stop and admire her beauty as she unknowingly walked right past me looking hot in her jeans, white T and the flannel she stole the night before. Hell, Shell always looked hot. She didn't have to try, her beauty is natural.

Shell stood by the fire for a few moments before Tim looked up noticing she was there.

He looks in all directions then only asks "Are you wet?"

"Always." she replies.

He gives her a "turn around" motion with his finger and demands "Bend over."

Shell turns around, takes a couple steps, and pulls her pants to her ankles, bending over and grabbing the arms of my chair. (Of all the choices, I'm sure she did this on purpose.) Tim stands up, looks around again and pulls his pants and underwear to just below his crotch.

I would never judge a man by his penis, but it's worth noting that even from my distance, I could tell that Tim was smaller than average and quite shy about it. Even though he was sure no one was looking, he tried to hide his dick while hobbling up to Shell.

I could no longer see Shell's face. She was looking down with her hair all draped forward. Tim puts one hand on her back, strokes his dick a few times with the other, then grabs her hips and thrusts himself inside her.

Unable to concentrate on my writing, I was both horny and jealous at once. I would give anything to be in Tim's place, but there's no way I would have missed the opportunity to first lap Shell's sweet fuck honey with my tongue before taking her from behind and fucking her by the fire. The very thought had me drooling and rubbing myself through my jeans.

Tim starts pumping Shell's pussy wildly. She throws her head back panting. If her eyes hadn't been closed she might have seen me among the trees, cock now pulled out of my pants, stroking it. Tim gives one last hard slam and let's out an "Ah, ah, ahhh!" cumming in Shell's fuck hole as my own dick let's loose, spewing my cum on the forest floor below me.

I suddenly felt like a perv, but after all that had happened between us, those lines were blurry enough that it didn't bother me.

Tim steps back, pulls his pants up and sits back in his chair. Shell fixes her own pants and walks away without a word from either of them.

"That's it?" I actually thought out loud, thankful neither of them heard me. "I mean, that was hot, but that's it?" I thought silently this time.

Shell has told me for years, even more so since we started getting playful, that her sex life was pretty pathetic. There's no foreplay, no dialogue, no "making love", and Tim doesn't really try to get her off. According to him, it's Shell's "wifely duty" (a phrase he used often that really pissed me off) to provide a hole for him to fuck, nothing more.

Hearing about it, and seeing it are two different things. So much suddenly made sense.

Jamie really caught me off guard that night as she decided to go to bed. She goes over to Shell, hugs her, then slips my shirt off of her and puts it on herself. "Oh Shit!" I thought to myself "Jaime's suddenly not ok with this." But then Jamie comes to me, with a hug and kiss and pulls the flannel I was now wearing off of me. "I hope you brought three." She says playfully, goes back to Shell and drapes it around her shoulders. "Wake me up when you come to bed." Jamie tells me and disappears into the darkness.

"That was weird." I said after a long silence. Shell just smiled and shrugged, sniffing her fresh shirt.

"I saw what you did to my chair." I chuckled.

"You what?.... Oh my god.... You saw that?"

"Every bit of it."

"I'm so sorry you had to see that."

"Don't be." I laughed "I needed to see it, and well, it got me off." I winked.

"Well I'm glad I got you off." She says coming over and curls up on my lap. "But I wish it was inside me."

"One of these days..." I say.

We hold one another for awhile but soon are both getting aroused and decide we better split for the night. I kiss Shell, tell her not to stay up too late, and leave her by the fire.

Back at our tent, I turn on the lantern. Jamie is lying there asleep wearing nothing but my flannel she had taken from Shell. Already aroused, I wasted no time kissing and sucking on her huge tits.

Jamie wakes up and immediately starts rubbing and biting me everywhere she can reach before pulling me on top of her. She wraps her hand around my thick cock and pulls me to her. "I just need you inside me. Now!" She moans as she guides my head to her soaked love hole then wraps her legs around me and slams me ball deep into her fiery red pussy.

"Ohhhh!" my wife moans as she cums immediately. She tightens her legs, not letting me move, pulling my head down to her luscious tits. I suck an erect nipple into my mouth while she plays with the other. Then we switch, back and forth for awhile. Then Jamie grabs the shirt and pulls it up around my face. The scent of Jamie and Shell mixed together was overwhelming.

I can't deny, I've often imagined the three of us tangled up in one passionate group. I first met Jamie in a threesome, so even though we hadn't been involved in one since, it was not beyond possible, just out of reach.

Jamie didn't have to say a word. We both knew exactly what she was doing. Surrounded by the smells, sucking on Jamie's tits, cock buried to the hilt in her pussy, not able to move, was driving me insane. God, that woman loves to torture me!

I couldn't take it anymore and started rocking against Jamie, my dick begging for action and balls begging for release. She tightens her grip around me, not letting me have any motion inside her. "Insane yet?" Jamie giggles.

Sucking her tit as far as I could in my mouth and grasping a handful of hair on her head was all the answer Jamie needed.

"Then fuck me you crazy fucker!" Jamie yells out, releasing her grasp. I move a little and she slams me back in with her legs. "Ahh!" She screams, releasing then slamming me back in over and over, screaming with every thrust.

This is harder than Jamie normally likes it, but she's controlling all the movement now. Her uncontrollable cumming, her screams and the occasional "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" let me know she's thoroughly enjoying using me to pummel her red hot pussy into oblivion.

It doesn't take long before my own orgasm starts building. Jamie feels my cock swell inside her and again locks me in tight while digging her nails into my chest and pushing my torso up off of her. We both let out load moans and her pussy contracts with every spurt from my dick as she milks me for every drop of cum she can get before we collapse into each other soaked in sweat and cum.

After catching her breath, Jamie reaches up and turns off the lantern before wrapping herself around me. "I thought you'd like that" she giggles and we drift off to sleep.

More to come.....