Scout Camp

Rusty and I spent most of last week naked in Southern California at a former Scout camp the local club branch revitalized a year ago. Along with screwing, I don't know how many people, we recorded a bunch of really good stories for the newsletter. One couple there gave us the most unusual of the batch.

It had gotten too cool to lie about the pool naked so we'd just made some hot chocolate in the lodge's great room and stood there for a while watching the fifty or so people having all manner of sex around the room. We'd talked a lot to Leigh and Roger earlier, a lovely, friendly couple. Unfortunately, they'd had kitchen duty and couldn't play. I was delighted when they walked up and asked to take us up on our rain-check. Rusty asked Leigh if she'd like to dance and before we knew it we were all on the small dance floor, moving to the music, but mostly kissing, fondling, and generally getting horny. Roger was making me very hot with his kisses, and poking at my groin with his hard cock. I noticed that Rusty wasn't doing too badly with Leigh either. Before the first slow dance was over, we weren't dancing any more, just making out.

I was getting incredibly needy, so I led Roger to sit with me on a nearby couch. Things got hotter and hotter. Roger's a great kisser, and his fingers on my boobs and pussy were driving me up the wall. One would think that after screwing three guys that day, one less than an hour before, I'd be worn out. Wrong! Sex leads to more sex.

Roger kissed his way down to my boobs, then my pussy, raising my desires more and more. His lips and tongue on my pussy drove me absolutely wild. I asked a bystander to bring his cock over so I could have something nice in my mouth. I'd already had a full dose of chills and hot flashes, but Barry's chocolate cock tasted wonderful, even though it was completely flaccid. It doesn't get better than a marvelous cunt-eater and a random cock to suck. Barry's hands on my breasts added a dimension too. I felt my excitement grow, my juices were boiling. Roger was doing such wonderful things to me that I had to throw my head back, letting Barry's prick slip from my mouth so I could breathe enough air to feed my passion. The tension grew and grew, as only talented lips, tongue, and fingers in my pussy can do. Roger knew what he was doing, sending chills through me until the dam burst and I had to stiffen all over. My toes and teeth itched from the orgasm. I spasmed many times. I'm sure Roger had trouble keeping his mouth on my heaving, rocking pussy. It was marvelous. Finally, I had to push his face away, the sensations were too much for me.

Feeling a half-hard dick against my lips prompted me to open my mouth and let it in. It did taste good, a little pre-cum livened things up. It took me a while to manage to open my eyes and find out that it was Roger's cock that was becoming bigger and harder in response to my lips and tongue. His honest smile sent a wave of warmth through me, reminding me of what that smile had just done to my pussy. I lay there for quite some time, coming down from my mountain, enjoying his growing cock in my mouth. I love to feel a cock grow within my lips.

Roger looked down at me and said softly. "Thank you. That was wonderful." I released it from my mouth and put my arms up to him. He leaned down and kissed me, lightly at first, but soon we were kissing deeply, erotically. An electric shock suffused me when I felt his hard cock enter my pussy. The feelings were still overwhelming, but now, they were feelings of desire. We fucked and kissed. He did wonderful things to my breasts. I lost track of everything, feeling my juices slowly coming to a boil again. I climbed the mountain, feeling his lovely cock stirring them up. He was fucking me hard, bringing my senses up and up and up. This time, it happened suddenly. Electric shocks shot through me, heating everything up. My lips curled, every muscle in my body shook as I screamed into his lips.

I was well down the mountain when he groaned, stiffened, and shot a full load into my hot wet pussy. There's something seriously erotic about a man shooting me full of cum. It gave me chills. It gives me chills thinking of it now.

After some time of snuggling and kissing, I opened my eyes to see Rusty and Leigh sitting together across from us, snuggling too. Her hands were on his limp dick, his were on her breast and pussy. Both were smiling contented smiles. I winked at Rusty when he mouthed "I love you."

Now, this was a lovely experience. Rusty's was good too, but neither was all that unusual for an FMC gathering. Roger and Leigh related a much more interesting tale. Leigh asked if we'd like to hear how they got into swinging. Rusty quickly went to our locker and came back with our recorder and tapes. The background noise in the great room was too high so we went into the empty kitchen to record their story. Here is what they told us.

Roger: We got into swinging for all the wrong reasons. We were growing apart. Our typical evening would find her in her art room, painting, while I'd be in the midst of developing my software. We hadn't shared much sex over eighteen years of marriage. Don't get me wrong. We got along fine, rarely argued, but we just......

Leigh: Yeah, we just kind of ignored one-another. We got drunk at our high school Senior Prom and screwed in the back seat of his parent's Chevy. One time, it wasn't that great. One time, and he knocked me up. By the time we graduated I was two months pregnant. Neither of us knew the first thing about sex, or even love. We just settled in, had Susan, then Deb. With kids, we didn't have much time for each other.

Roger: I didn't know any better. Once in a while, I'd insist on sex and Leigh would accommodate me, but it wasn't a whole lot of fun.

Leigh: Right on, Roger. It was a little grabbing, I'd have to use KY, never got wet naturally. He'd stick it in and a minute or two later, he'd cum and fall asleep. I learned that it was easier to give him a blow job, so that's what we did mostly. Send him to the bathroom to clean his dick, suck it off, swallow, and he was happy. It didn't mean much to me, except he was always exceptionally nice when satisfied.

Roger: Not really happy, just satisfied for the moment. I knew we were missing something but didn't know what. But all that started to change one day. The wind knocked down our TV antenna that evening, so Leigh and I were up on our flat roof, getting it erected again. I was just tying off the guy wire when Leigh called me over to the side of the roof. Being up there gave us a view over the hedge into our neighbor's living room. There they were, our neighbors and another couple, buck naked, screwing away, and they weren't with their own spouses.

Leigh: Neither of us knew such things happened. I was shocked, but riveted to the action. It didn't get over in two minutes like our sex. Anna, our neighbor, was obviously off on another cloud. They changed positions several times. We could barely hear them, but screams cutting weakly through the open window told me something was happening that never happened to me before. Obviously, she was having a great time, a great time at least three times, judging by her gyrations and screams. Her partner had marvelous staying power. We couldn't see all of Bob and his partner until we moved to the left. They were going at it hot and heavy too.

Roger: Damn it was hot. I didn't know sex could be that much fun. We watched the whole thing. After they settled down, they didn't get dressed, but walked around naked talking, laughing, and had a couple of drinks. We watched until Anna took the other guy's penis and led him off into another room. Bob and his partner necked for a while, then left too. We climbed down the ladder and I had to put Leigh's hand on my full erection. She actually smiled at me when she felt it. That was unusual.

Leigh: Right. Our neighbors had my juices flowing and sex seemed a good idea. We got out of our clothes and I didn't need KY, for a change. The fuck wasn't all that great, but a hell of a lot better than normal.

Roger: Me too. She got to moving with me and it felt like she didn't mind doing it that time.

Barb: You've obviously learned a lot since then. You rocked me a few minutes ago.

Leigh: That took some time, but having witnessed people actually enjoying sex, it opened our eyes. Roger went out and bought a couple of books and we started trying things. Our kids were out of the house enough that we got a chance to try out what the books recommended. I never managed a cum until he brought home a vibrator one day. Once I found out what cumming felt like, I resolved to change things. I don't think Roger minded, did you?

Roger: No way. It was great. We never quite looked at the neighbors the same way after that. It was hard not to smile whenever we talked.

Leigh: We made it a point to cultivate a friendship with the neighbors. A couple of weeks later, when we saw that same green car parked in front of their house, we decided that the antenna needed to be adjusted again. What a show. There were three couples that night and they coupled every which way. It was during a lull in the action that we got busted. Anna went to the window to close it and saw us on our roof. She said something to the others, waved at us to let us know we'd been had, and closed the curtains.

The next day, Sunday, Bob came over to talk to us. We were very apologetic, lying that we were up there fixing the antenna when we were surprised to see them. He accepted that, and explained their involvement in what they called wife swapping. He asked us not to gossip about what they did, and we readily agreed. We walked back with him to their house where the four of us had a three hour chat that really opened my eyes.

Roger: They didn't try to seduce us, exactly. They just told us what they did, why they enjoyed it, and how things worked. It was just the three couples and they didn't swap outside those limits. As we were leaving, Anna told us: "You don't have to go up on your roof to see the show. It'll be a lot more interesting from inside, with us. We'll invite you to the next party." Leigh looked shocked by the suggestion, but they assured us that we wouldn't have to get undressed or take part.

Leigh: We turned them down the next week, but went crazy that evening, imagining what they must be doing next door. Boy, were we in for an experience. Roger and I talked more than we'd talked for years. Not only that, but while the guys were at work, I had several long talks with Anna and Bob between those two parties broke down my reticence. Anna convinced me that sex could be a lot of fun.

Oh man, did we have butterflies in our tummies, bad ones when Anna invited us to their pot luck, then they flapped their wings harder and harder as the evening approached. I went over early to set out the sushi we made on a bed of ice. Anna and Bob tried to reassure me, but I was on the verge of apoplexy. Anna suggested I wear comfortable casual clothes, so I went home and changed into a full skirt and a blouse, I also got into two glasses of Chinon Blanc. When it came time to leave, I asked Roger if we really had to go. He reassured me that we didn't have to do anything, just talk and watch, and that we could leave whenever I got stressed. Another glass of wine helped me on the way. It kind of bothered me that Roger was so calm about it. I accused him of just wanting to see naked women.

Roger: Well, Yeah. I was looking forward to seeing naked women and wanton sex, but I was churning inside too. I really had no idea what could happen.

Bob and Anna clued us in on the normal progress of the party. Their friends would come over, exchange hugs and kisses, then chat for a while. They wouldn't eat until after the first round. The women would decide who to pair up with, then start necking, getting naked, and having sex for a while. You should have seen Leigh's face when Anna suggested that she could pick a guy to make out with. Uh, she declined.

Leigh: You better believe it. I drank the glass of wine Bob had given me and he poured another. If I hadn't had a bit of a buzz on, I probably would have run out screaming. That's when the doorbell rang. Bob let the other two couples in and after sharing kisses all around, he introduced us.

May and Michael were a Hispanic couple, dark hair and eyes. They are soft spoken, thin, and very sexy.

We recognized Hazel as a teacher at our kids' high school, Who'da thunk it? A school teacher I'd never thought might do such things. She was on the plump side. Her husband, Hal was tall and very skinny.

Roger: I'd call Hazel voluptuous, very sexy.

Leigh: Right. I was feeling kind of inadequate there.

Roger: Nonsense. I told you, you were the prettiest, sexiest woman there.

Leigh: And I didn't believe you. Anyway, we talked for a while, found out what everybody liked and disliked, what kind of work they did, all the cocktail party conversation. At one point, Anna snuggled into Michael and he began to kiss her neck. They'd told us the evening's hostess was responsible for getting things started. He quickly began massaging her breasts and soon they were kissing passionately.

Roger: May walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss. I quickly told her we weren't taking part, so she went on to neck with Hal.

Leigh: It's a damned good thing you did turn her down. I'd have killed you. Anyway, Bob started necking with Hazel and soon the clothes came off. I had no idea people did the things they did, oral, vaginal, standing, him on top, her, over the edge of a couch, It was incredible. A couple more glasses of wine kept me from screaming.

Roger: I took Leigh into my arms from behind her and as we watched the uninhibited sex, I began to massage her tits. She must have felt my rock hard cock poking at her.

Leigh: Oh, did I! I felt all kinds of crazy feelings running all through me. I thought it strange that I really enjoyed him fondling me. Roger undid a button on my blouse and I had to think a moment before I told him to stop it. After another drink of wine, I didn't object to his getting his hands under my bra and moving it off my boobs. It may have been the wine, but I was on a constant hot flash. When roger slipped into me it felt very good, better than ever before.

My gosh! What all the action was doing to me was incredible. I let Roger pull my panties off and we copied what Bob and Hazel were doing at the moment. I sat on Roger's lap facing away from him. My blouse was open and he was titillating my tits - I wonder if that's where the word comes from - making them feel so good. I pulled my skirt down so nobody could see his cock in me. It's kind of crazy, they weren't interested in what we were doing. I felt so hot, I couldn't believe it.

Roger: Her skirt didn't stay down. I couldn't resist diddling her pussy with my fingers. I was having trouble holding my ejaculation off, trying to think of other things. Leigh surprised me by stiffening up and squealing. When her pussy pulsed around my cock, I lost it and filled her with my semen. I couldn't get over it. She actually came while I screwed her. Marvelous.

Leigh: Was it ever. It never happened that way before, and I loved it. I just lost track of everything and shivered all over. My eyes were tightly closed. I felt hot and tingly as I snuggled into Roger. His fingers felt fabulous on my boobs. I'd never felt so good in my life. I don't know how long we snuggled, but when I heard dishes and silver clinking, I opened my eyes. The others were gathered around the table filling their plates. Somehow, seeing the naked people doing such normal things seemed the most natural thing in the world. I finally got up from Roger's lap. He stood, and we kissed lovingly, for a long time. Hal came over and handed me a glass of wine. I couldn't help staring at his well-formed cock with its purple head. Roger told me later that Hal was circumcised. I was fascinated by it.

Roger: Anna came over too, and I must say that I enjoyed looking at her lovely naked body close up instead of from the roof. She laughed and told me I'd better get out of those pants before I caught a cold. I then saw that the front of my pants, from belt to knees, was covered by sex juices. Before I knew what was happening, she had undone my pants and had them and my briefs down around my ankles. What else could I do? I stepped out of them and took my shirt off. I was embarrassed to be naked, but it felt very good to join the crowd.

While Leigh sipped her wine, I eased her blouse off and, undoing her skirt, I let it fall to the floor. She didn't seem to notice.

Leigh: No. I didn't notice. Everyone else was naked and so was I. The wine probably helped. I was ravenous, so we filled our plates and sat or stood around eating, talking, and drinking wine. Somehow, being naked was no big deal. I was a bit nonplussed when the others mentioned how sexy Roger and I looked, making love on the couch. Another bit of wine, and I was comfortable talking about it. Soon, everyone was sharing notes about how their couplings were, and how it made them feel. All the guys told me how wonderful I looked. I loved the compliments. The others were, by that time, hugging and fondling indiscriminately, I was standing between Hal and Roger, when Roger took my glass, put it on the bar, and put my hand on his very erect cock. I was a bit surprised, but when Hal put my hand on his somewhat larger, circumcised cock, it seemed the appropriate thing to do to jack them both for a while. I was getting some of those electric feelings inside me again.

About that time, Bob put some soft music on and Hal asked me to dance. I felt deprived when I had to let go of those two cocks, but Hal made up for it by massaging my butt and boob and poked at my groin with that beautiful cock as we danced. I couldn't resist grabbing it and playing it around my pussy. Oh my goodness, could Hal kiss. What a hoot! Those electric feelings just wouldn't stop.

Roger: Leigh was so sexy, dancing naked foreplay, was what it really was. They danced through at least five songs. I got really hot,dancing with Anna and Hazel, but turned down both their offers to fuck. I wanted to see how Leigh did. I needn't have worried. Looking up from kissing Hazel, I saw Leigh on a couch, legs open. Hal was screwing her like a rabbit. So what else could I do? I kissed Hazel again, she guided my face to her nipples, then to her pussy. She sat back on the love seat and I kissed her pussy. She guided me, told me what she wanted, moved my head about and explicitly told me what to do. She was a good teacher, and tasty too, soon I didn't need instructions, and she came massively around my fingers and on my tongue. It was an incredible thrill, better even than one of my pity orgasms before we met Anna and Bob. Hal was still screwing Leigh. She was emitting short "EEPs" every four or five of Hal's thrusts.

I kissed Hazel again, she was kind of out of it. Then I walked over to Leigh and gave her a kiss on the forehead. After a few more thrusts, she opened her eyes and smiled at me, I whispered "I love you." She mouthed the same words to me and took my half-flaccid cock into her hand. "Three times, three times." She said to me.

Leigh: That's right. Hal gave me three orgasms, wonderful orgasms, and didn't stop. He kept me going and cumming over and over. I'd never felt so good. It was wonderful, drifting along, my emotions on overdrive.

Roger: She let go of me to kiss Hal again about the time Anna walked up behind me and put her arms around me. She asked if I'd ever thought Leigh could do it. I shook my head then turned around and took Anna into my arms.

Leigh: Anna and I talked for hours about sharing and learning new things. Bob too. I think they had me psychologically prepared by the time we got there that night. That, and the wine. I did have quite a buzz on. That, and Hal's being a wonderful guy to initiate me.

Roger: Anna and I kissed and fondled for quite some time before we sat together on a couch. She was a good teacher too. She didn't let me just grope and fuck. She made it into quite a production. I can't exactly remember everything we did. I'd had a bit of wine too. I know she kisses wonderfully. She showed me how to titillate her neck, ears, eyes, nipples, and so many other places. I got to taste her sweet and salty pussy. She did wonderful things to my cock with her lips and tongue. Damn. The foreplay was more fun than all of sex before we met them.

We were kissing when I finally slipped my cock into her pussy. She was playing guitar strings inside my body. The twangs made me shiver. I was getting close when she pulled back and asked me to eat her some more. I did, and it kept me from cumming too soon. Then we kissed on our sides and I entered her again, rising and rising until .. but no. she stopped me again before I could cum and we did a nice sixty-nine for a while. Then we got back together doggy style until I almost came. I caught it this time, pulled out and slipped under her for another taste of the best ambrosia in the world. Then she lay back again and I entered her, slowly humping as she told me to. Whenever I got too close, she'd tell me to just shove it all the way in, stop moving, and wait for the immediate need to fade away. Then I'd go again, humping her, kissing her, playing with her nipples, until I remembered to stop again. I'd always just gone after a quick ejaculation, but this was far more fun. She began soft, short, grunts, which soon became squeals, then a scream as she stiffened against me. Her pussy muscles spasmed, taking me over the edge. I couldn't hold it any more as that pleasure pain came over me, making me shudder and moan too. I thrust and thrust and thrust, enjoying that wonderful pleasure-pain, until on one thrust, my deflating prick slipped out of her slippery slot. I was done, over my orgasm, but it disappointed me that I couldn't do it any more.& ; I slipped down beside her and we kissed and fondled for a long, long time.

When I finally came to, I looked to see that Leigh was still fucking, but now it was Bob, giving it to her on the carpet.

Leigh: Yes. Hal gave me something I didn't know was possible. He lasted through four of my orgasms, without cumming. I was lying there, him thrusting slowly into me just after a cum, when Hazel leaned over and hugged him. "May I borrow my husband for a while?" I was a bit shocked at first, but she was his wife and even if I didn't want to give him up, she had first rights. He pulled his still stiff cock out of me, gave me a wonderful kiss, then walked away with his wife.

I needn't have worried, Bob came over and helped me up. He pointed to his wife and Roger and told me that everything was cool. We embraced and kissed deep, erotic kisses. When I reached down for his cock, I found it completely floppy. I got a flaky thought and went down on my knees. I really wanted to know how it felt for a floppy dick to become hard and big in my mouth. I'd never done that with Roger. He'd always be hard when he approached me. It was better than I expected. I could feel everything with my lips and tongue. His shaft started growing first, I could feel that channel at the bottom become more pronounced, then sharper. His shaft grew a bit. He helped me to the carpet then gave me his growing cock again while, lying on our sides, he began to eat me. What a thrill. His cock continued to grow along with my feelings. I was already floating from Hal, so it didn't take much for Bob to get me going again. Finally, I felt the head of Bob's cock expand and become hard as a rock. I pulled his foreskin back so I could get the most erotic feelings. I could taste some of his pre cum. After all these years, I've come to appreciate the taste of Roger's cum, and. I loved tasting Bob too.

In a matter of a couple of minutes, my feelings rose, and an incredible wave of feelings engulfed all of me in a sudden wave. Bob's tongue overwhelmed me so much I had to release his cock from my mouth and scream. Shudder after shudder hit me hard. Oh-my-gosh. It felt wonderful, and it kept feeling wonderful as he changed whatever he was doing to my pussy, stretching out my marvelous orgasm. It took a lot longer to come down than to go up to the release. He kept gently nibbling me where it mattered most. Hid hard cock was resting against my cheek, so I turned my head and took it back in. That sent a chill through me. I loved tasting more of his pre cum.

Bob took me by surprise. He turned me on my back, opened my legs and was soon pumping me slowly. We kissed and I loved the taste of my pussy on his lips. I'd never liked that with Roger, but now it tasted as ambrosia. I really enjoyed the fuck, but after a while, I realized that I wasn't going to cum again, so I wiggled out from under him and took his cock into my mouth. Ooh, there was the taste of my juices on his cock. I mouthed, licked, sucked, and did everything I could think of to please him until he groaned. His cock jumped in my mouth then delivered a nice load of warm cum within my lips. I loved sharing his shudders and shivers as he came. Finally, he calmed down and we settled into a soft reverie, kissing and fondling.

While Hal was fucking me, driving me crazy, part of my feelings was a growing attachment to him, almost making me want to break up with Roger and run away with Hal. It was a crazy, irrational thought that bothered me a lot. But then, when Bob took me over, I began to realize that it was the lust, not love. Hazel pulled Hal away from me at just the right time. I realized that I was hooked on sex, not on Hal.

Barb: She probably did it just for that reason. Newbies can get too attached to a new partner if they don't get enough variety.

Roger: I didn't question our relationship, I was too busy enjoying the sex. Damn it was good. I can't get over how much we've been missing all these years.

Leigh: Right on, Roger. The wine helped get me over my inhibitions. Then, once I got into it, I was hooked. By the time I'd gotten back to planet Earth, the others were gathered around the food again. Bob helped me up, and I realized I was naked in front of everyone. I had a huge urge to get some clothes on, but a big hug and kiss from Bob; killed that thought very quickly. Then, when Roger took my hand and asked me: "Are you OK, Hun?" I felt a huge rush of. I don't know, comfortableness, if there's such a word. We fell into each other's arms and kissed deeply for a while.

Roger: I can't take the credit for being supportive, Anna had been telling me how to react to things and suggested that Leigh needed some reassurance. Ironically, I was beginning to learn how to be a good husband as I was screwing other women.

Leigh: Yes he was, and it is a whole lot better now, in every way.

Anyway, we got our plates full and sat around naked, eating and talking as if we weren't naked and hadn't just fucked each other's spouses. Finally, when Anna asked me how I felt about the evening so far, I blurted out: "Roger, you have to find out from Hal what he did to my pussy. Hal, you were marvelous. He looked a little embarrassed.

Hazel smiled and told me: "I think May, Hazel, and I can get him educated, maybe even later this evening. They did, and Roger's been sending up the wall ever since.

I had to blush when Bob let everyone know that I didn't need any education in cock sucking.

We danced a while after that, changing partners often. You haven't lived until you've danced slow dances naked with several guys. It blew me away.

Roger: After dancing for about half an hour, Anna called us into the kitchen for dessert. She spread a towel over the kitchen table and told her it was the new girl's privilege to be dessert. She directed Leigh to lie down on her back. Anna covered Leigh's breasts and pussy with whipped cream, then placed sliced strawberries over the cream. She told the guys to enjoy, and we did.

Leigh: Oh my gosh, what a rush. Three guys working me over sent me up the wall. Somebody ate me to another great orgasm. I can't figure out which guy.

Roger: It was all of us. We took turns. When I saw how you responded to the others, I resolved to pay attention to my lessons in pussy licking. You were a sight to behold.

Leigh: Oh my. We fucked the night away. We all got to screw everyone's spouse after desert. We danced for a while again, then we drew straws for the last fuck of the night.

Roger: It wasn't the last fuck of the night. We ran naked back to our house, then we fucked like rabbits until we fell asleep. Bob and I got together and built a gate between their back yard and ours which has gotten a lot of use since then.

I took a hold of Roger's dick, which had grown very hard as we talked. I asked Leigh if I could do something with it. She agreed, as long as she got Rusty again.

As we walked through the great room to find something to fuck on, I asked: "How have you guys remembered so many details of details of that night?"

Leigh answered, smiling broadly and blushing a little. "For one thing, we've talked about it hundreds of times since then. For another, it's only been just over a month ago."

I had to inject: "You guys are quick learners."