Paradise by the Campfire Light – Part 2 (Him)

I was really happy with my choice of accommodation in Echuca. I specifically chose the cabin with an outdoor bathtub, which had already proved itself after a romantic late-afternoon soak.

After her bath, Jen changed into her breezy summer dress, showing enough cleavage to immediately make me tingle.

To quickly paint the picture, for me Jen one of the hottest woman going. Body-wise, her mixed-race background delivers her the best of all worlds: a slender but athletic build with flawless olive skin; big brown eyes; a thick mane of dark hair and these perfect B-cup boobs which defy both gravity and motherhood.

And me? I’m a bit older than Jen, not as fit, but like to think I can hold my own. Oh, and for all my adult life – for reasons I’ve never quite understood – I’ve been MASSIVELY turned on by the thought of any guy hitting on my girl.

So when we wander down to the fire pit that evening with two guys already sitting there, I’m filled with anticipation at the sight of them subtly checking her out. We’re soon joined by another couple staying there, Max and Cassie.

With the drinks flowing freely, I can see Jen is up and about. She’s enjoying the new company and is picking up on flirty vibes … as well as giving off plenty of her own.

So when Cass volunteers to walk up to get some more booze, I don’t take much prodding to go also. I’ll happily give Jen a few minutes alone with these three guys.

Cass and I wander up the hill to their cabin in search of booze. Oddly, I hadn’t noticed until that moment, but walking slightly behind her it dawns on me that Cass really is a hottie. Her arse is perfectly proportioned in the jeans she’s wearing, and she’s got these wonderful full boobs, much bigger than I’m used to with Jen.

Inside the cabin, she fossicks around and pulls out a bottle of white, which she immediately proceeds to open. With 2 glasses in her other hand, she plonks down on the couch and says “I think we’ve earned a little drink”.

Despite wanting to know what was happening down at the fire, it conclude it would have be rude of me to refuse, so I sit down on the couch next to her and accept the drink.

After only a couple of minutes of chit chat she turns to me, strokes my face, and asks if she can kiss me.

I struggle to look her in the face and my eyes are locked on those glorious boobs. All of me wants to say “Yes!”, but I respond with a pretty feeble:

“I’m sorry, but Jen and I haven’t discussed it and I’d feel bad …”

“Oh God, I am SO sorry”, Cass responds. “I just assumed you guys were players”.

Really? What on earth made you think that about us? After the awkwardness passes, Cass explains that she’s usually pretty good at picking up when couples are into the swinging scene. She said it was hard to pinpoint what it was about us, but that we certainly gave off that vibe pretty quickly.

She was embarrassed … so maybe to help ease her discomfort, I explained how much I got off seeing her around other guys and about our little caravan park adventure the previous summer.

So Cass felt vindicated – maybe she knew things about me that I didn’t even know yet?

We’re both feeling really relaxed now, as you do with a friend after you’ve shared something really personal with them. It brings you together. Once the wines were finished, she takes my hand and says with a glint in her eye: “want to do some spying?”

We grab the rest of the booze and head back towards the fire.

We sneak from bush to bush to get closer, although it’s soon clear we needn’t have bothered being discrete, no-one in that group was looking anywhere beyond the action right in front of them. So we manage to get pretty close, and lay down in the grass.

I watch in total excitement as I see Jen talking away with Max’s hand on her leg.

We can hear talking without actually picking up specifics, but witness the excitement of the three guys as Jen inhales a line of coke.

Then she undoes three buttons on her dress and holds her own boobs right in front of them … I cant imagine how things could have got to this stage so quickly.

By now, I’m really uncomfortable lying on the hard ground as my cock has become rock hard and got nowhere to go. So I tip over on my side facing Cass, who glances down and immediately sees my problem.

Staying locked on my eyes and with a grin on her face, she reaches down to my shorts and flicks them - and my boxers - over my cock. “There,” she says, “give the boy his space.”

With this I wriggle a bit closer to her and start caressing one of those magnificent boobs, and her hand immediately returns to my cock.

I look back down to the fire. I watch as three strangers blindfold my wife, then position themselves around her like a pack of hungry lions, each wanting their feed. I hear the excited noises she makes, and the lust dripping from her mouth.

Cass suggests I position myself so I can keep watching, while she goes down on me. I happily oblige.

She then takes off her tshirt, then her bra, revealing the most glorious set of tits I’ve ever encountered. My attention switches from my wife and onto Cass.

“Ride me!” I beg. I want to fuck you whilst admiring your heavenly body with my eyes and my hands.

She happily obliges and is now sitting upright on me, with any pretense of staying hidden long gone. But it doesn’t matter, as I glance down, I see Jen writhing slowly, as it appears one of the guys is about to enter her arse. She’s never done anal before, I reflect before my mind switches back to what’s in front of me.

Cass builds me up to a monumental climax, and she squirts all over me as we cum simultaneously. All the while I’ve got one eye watching what Jen is up to.

It is the most magical experience of my life.

Once its over, I suggest we concoct a story about going into town so our absence is explained. Cass doent really see the point, but goes along with it for my sake.

So we scoot back up the hill and drive the car forward about 10 metres with the headlights on so it looks as though we’ve just driven in.

When we return to the group, the whole area smells of sex and campfire. Jen’s dress is done up crooked, and I can see the remnants of jizz on her neck. It gets me hard again.

I just have to fuck Jen and fuck her soon. So pretty soon after we call it a night and I suggest we both freshen up before going to bed … so without saying a word, we both sink back into that outdoor bath with Beyonce playing in the background, clean up our respective messes and just live in our own individual moments for a while.