One weekend we went to go visit my parents. They live a little over 4hrs from my hometown. So anytime we visit, we get a hotel and go out clubbing or bar hopping without worrying about running into anybody we know.
Anyway, we used to go camp with my dad and step-mom at one of the big lakes outside the city they live in. We'd rent both sides of a duplex and split the cost.
This past summer my dad and step-mom bought a camper and went camping pretty regular. They invited us up to hang out one weekend, so me and the wife booked a cabin fairly close to where my dad had his camper.
I wasn't familiar with the area where the cabins were at this lake, so my dad met us at the main office and showed us where our cabin room was. It was another duplex. It shared the back patio with the other room next door.
We find the cabin and me and the wife unload the truck. Go meet my dad at his camper to eat and drink a few beers. My wife makes a couple of mixed drinks.
Decided to go swim for a bit, it was pretty hot out. So my wife had her bikini top on with a pair of denim shorts on over her bikini bottoms.
By the time we leave my dad's camper, my wife is feeling pretty tipsy. We get back to our cabin and go inside for a bit. Decide to build a fire in the firepit on the back patio.
Me and the wife sitting there hanging out having a couple of drinks, when a guy from the duplex next door comes out. He said he saw the fire and asks if he can hang out, I said sure.
We made introductions and I tell him we're visiting my dad that's camping just up the road. He said he's in town for a family reunion in the closest town a couple miles away, the hotels were too expensive, so he decided to rent the cabin duplex for the night.
I offered him a couple of beers while he was hanging out, he said sure.
Went inside to get beers, so my wife was on the patio talking to him. I came back outside and my wife made a comment about taking a night swim. There was a small beach down a trail from our cabin that we found earlier in the day. It was already dark out, but there was a full moon, so you could still see fairly well.
I told her I was down if she was. She asked the guy if he wanted to go, he said sure why not. So I grab a couple of beers for the trip and make my wife a drink.
Get down to the beach and figure out where to hang out so we wouldn't bother the other cabins.
So we find some rocks to put our stuff on and go swim around for a bit. Wife says the water is cold so she's getting out.
I ask if she's ready to go back, she said not yet, it got warmer when she got out. She but she wanted another drink, I said ok I'll go make you one. I asked the guy if he wanted another beer, he says yeah. I said I'll be back, need to check on the fire anyway. Leave the wife there talking to him.
Go to the cabin, use the bathroom, make my wife her mixed drink, grab a couple beers out of my ice chest and put another log in the firepit, assuming we're going to head back pretty soon.
Make my way back down the trail to the beach where our stuff was. I find can see the rocks where our stuff is but my wife and the guy are no where to be seen.
I walk past the rocks and keep going a little farther down the beach. I get so far and start hearing moaning and the sound of skin slapping. I see a group of bigger boulders up ahead in the direction of the moans. I slowly make my way that direction.
I get close enough and see my wife leaning over one of the boulders, holding herself up with her hands, and the guy is behind her, giving her a good fucking.
She still didn't have her denim shorts, but still had her bikini bottoms on. The guy had them pulled to the side and had easy access to her pussy. Her tits were out of her bikini top and were bouncing and flopping around. He was telling her what an ass she had on her and how good of a fuck that she was.
I watched for a few minutes until I knew he had filled her pussy with cum and they were done.
I walked up to them as they were cleaning up and asked if they had a good time. They both had that deer in the headlight look. I was like how long did you honestly think it was going to take me to grab a couple of beers and make a drink?
The guy started apologizing and said that my wife told him that I wouldn't mind.
I turned to her and was like did you not learn your lesson from what happened at the festival we went to? You get a few drinks in you and you turn into a whore that can't wait to be fucked? I guess I should've known better than to leave you alone with him.
He was still apologizing and grabbed his stuff and was already headed back to his cabin. I had to help my wife get her stuff together bc she was so out of it. Between her mixed drinks and getting fucked, she was pretty relaxed and sleepy.
So I walked her back to the cabin, took her inside and put her to bed, with her bikini still on. Grabbed a beer and went back outside to sit next to the firepit.
Guy came back out his side and kept apologizing. I told him don't worry about it, not the first time she's pulled that stunt. Told him about that festival we went to.
He said thanks for not beating his ass, lol. I said what for, wouldn't solve anything. She'll prolly do it again the next time we go out somewhere.
He got up and apologized again and went to his room. I got up, put out the fire and went to bed.
By the time we got up and around the next morning he was already gone, never saw him the rest of the weekend.
I started getting ready to go meet my dad for breakfast, wife finally gets up and around. I ask her how she's feeling, she says she has a pounding headache and her pussy is sore, and still had cum leaking out of her used fuckhole.
I said I wonder why, after that pounding it got last night. She half assed apologized and said she couldn't help it. Once she gets to a point of being ......, she gets horny and wants to be fucked right then.
I said really, that happend in the 10 or so minutes that I was gone? She said yes and she was sorry.
I just said whatever and to get ready, we need to go meet dad and my step-mom at their camper for breakfast.
She finally gets ready enough to leave and we meet up with my dad. He asked how our night went. I said pretty good. The wife's was a lot better than mine.
They just laughed, thinking I was talking about how buzzed she was when we left their camper the evening before.
If they only knew...
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