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MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt. 30“The Camping Site G*** bang”I know ..
🕑 Added 2024-11-11 11:30:58 +0000 UTCMY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt. 30
“The Camping Site G*** bang”
I know I seem to say this almost every time I update this blog but this is by far the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. PEROID.
So, let’s start from the beginning shall we. It’s the time of year where I take the family on a little get away. This year we decided to try some camping. Now us Aussie’s love a bit of camping. It is almost a rite of passage growing up and you’ll find that the majority of Aussie kids have very fond memories of their time camping. Whether it be with friends or family. It doesn’t matter.
The camping site has such a community feel about it. People love a chat. There is not a screen in site. Everyone is outside enjoying themselves. Just the way it should be.
I guess you are wondering… how do we get from family holiday to one of the hottest things that has ever happened to me.
Well, let me paint a picture.
We were all down on the beach on a perfectly beautiful day enjoying the water and the company. Hubby and I decided to go for a little walk by ourselves. We love to explore the rockpools. Every time without failure we head to the rocks (usually because that’s the best place to suck some cock). On our way over we stopped to watch a bunch of guys fishing. Well, they weren’t really fishing. Their rods were planted in the sand, and they were sitting back by their esky enjoying a beer.
As we walked passed, I could feel their eyes burning into my skin. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed one of them nudge the other and give a little head nod in my direction. Hubby giggled and we just stared at each other. Thinking out loud about how if only those guys knew what my hobbies include.
After spending a bit of time at the rock pool, where Hubby didn’t get his dick sucked but instead had a raging hard on from my constant teasing, we headed back down the beach.
The fishing guys that we passed on our way were still there. Their rods remained untouched, but they had polished off a couple of beers.
This time as we walked by Hubby said, “Any bites fellas?”
One of them laughed and said, “No luck mate, no fish in this ocean.”
Another one quickly chimed in and said “But that’s alright, we are just waiting for the ladies. We always have more luck with them.”
Hubby laughed and continued walking.
I stopped though, looked back at them and said, “I bet you do,” before walking off to catch up to Hubby.
I didn’t think about our little interaction for the rest of the day, enjoying my time off in the sun.
Soon after leaving the beach, we headed to the park pool. I don’t think I took my new bikini off at all. This bikini was very cheeky. I definitely got more then a fair share of disapproving looks from some wives as their Husbands ogled me.
As the day came to an end we headed back to our tent and prepared our BBQ for dinner that night. Then of course came shower time, which is always an adventure at the camping grounds.
I got everyone showered and to bed when I finally got to sit back down. We had a few tunes playing and the drinks were flowing. Hubby was in his element, chatting about golf with our friends.
I quickly interrupted him and let him know I was going to go have a shower and get myself ready for bed, He gave me a quick kiss and got back into another one of his golf stories.
I picked up my towel and my nightie and headed over to the showers. I won’t lie, I took my time. I don’t think there is a better feeling then a warm shower after a day at the beach and the chlorinated pool.
It was nice to finally have some alone time which is quite rare on a family trip. I finished washing myself before I threw on my nightie. I love to people watch, so I took the long way back to our tent, enjoying my stroll through the camp site.
That’s when I heard a little shout from up ahead and I looked up. To my surprise it was the three fishing guys from the beach. They had set up their tent in one of the back rows of the park next to their Ute (truck for you Americans).
I gave a little wave and continued walking. One of the guys (the confident guy who mentioned his luck with the ladies) caught me up.
For the first time I noticed how tall he was.
He looked at me and said, “So apparently I lied, and we aren’t having much luck with the ladies today either.”
I laughed and responded, “Yet!”
His eyebrows raised and asked if I’d like to join them for a drink.
I looked over at their tent and said yes, before realising I wasn’t really dressed appropriately. My nightie was quite sheer and I never wear underwear to bed. I still had my bikini and towel in my hands.
The guy noticed my hesitation and said, “Don’t worry we have somewhere to hang your wet stuff.”
Fuck it, I thought. I hadn’t been properly fucked for a while and I knew where this was heading. I mean these guys had no idea what they were in for. But that didn’t mean I was going to make it easy for them.
“Sure… but only one. My husband is waiting for me.”
We walked the short way back to his tent where he introduced me to his friends and was polite enough to let me sit down in his camping chair. One of the guys cracked upon another drink and we got to chatting. All three of them were in their late twenties and they all seemed quite confident. I guess the confidence definitely came from their looks. They were all former footy players at a decent level, and you could tell from their physiques. I mean on the beach they were all sitting down but now that I was up close and personal with them, they all towered over me and definitely over Hubby.
The three guys couldn’t take their eyes off me as we spoke. I quickly found out they were up on a boys weekend because one of them had recently broken off a long term relationship. They were engaged and the wedding was next year. Apparently, he had found some very friendly text messages between his fiancé and her boss.
I laughed and asked him if that was really worth calling the wedding off. He said he had not once cheated and the thought of her with her boss meant he couldn’t forgive her.
That was when I decided to change the topic of conversation into something a little less depressing.
“Well, if you knew what I do without my husband, you’d be shocked.”
Their mouths basically fell open. The conversation then moved in a more sexual direction. I listened and laughed at their sex stories. All along fantasising about being the woman in their stories. They were quite the adventurous lot.
They humoured me when they said that all of them had a MILF fetish. To add to insult they even said they had never fucked a woman all together before.
Once again, I laughed and shook my head in disbelief.
As soon as I finished my drink I stood up and said I had to be going. As soon as my bum left the seat they all stood up and begged me to stay for one more.
I asked them what the time was. Surely Hubby would be wondering where I was by now. I had been gone for about 45 minutes by this stage.
That was when the guy closest to me reached towards me, pulled me by the waist towards him and started kissing me.
I was in heaven. I knew for a fact my pussy had left a wet mark on their camping chair listening to all their sex stories.
As he pulled me towards him I could feel how strong he was.
Conscious that we were still out in the open I pulled him towards the open tent and walked inside. The others didn’t need to be asked to follow. They just did.
As soon as all four of us were inside the tent the last one in zipped it shut. Before it was even completely zipped, I was kneeling on the tent floor.
They had definitely lied when they said they hadn’t fucked a woman together before. It was like a well-oiled machine. One guy reached down and pulled my nightie over my head, exposing my body for all of them to see, as another guy reached over and turned up the volume of their portable speaker (let me tell you that it definitely wasn’t loud enough to cover the noses I made from the tent soon after).
Within seconds I was surrounded by all three of them. I reached out and grabbed the guy in front of me around the waist and pulled him closer. I slowly reached into the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. To my surprise he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock almost knocked me out as it flung up into my face. It was huge. Not the thickest but my goodness it had some length to it. I thought if the other two guys were this hung I might struggle to walk back to my tent.
Just as I thought that thought the other two guys took their shorts off. I guess these guys weren’t just gifted with athletic bodies and good looks. They were all hung like horses.
I grabbed a cock in each hand as I sucked the guy standing right in front of me.
They couldn’t believe their luck. As I rotated through each cock, doing my best hawk tuah impression, the guys chatted to each other about how they couldn’t believe they were fucking the married MILF from the beach.
I looked up at them and smiled.
I continued to enjoy myself sucking on all three of these beautiful cocks as the guys looked down on me.
After a while one guy removed himself from around my face and positioned himself behind me. I looked back at him just as he slid his cock into the opening of my soaking wet pussy. Despite his size he slid in so easily. I don’t think I have ever been so wet.
I didn’t care that we were in a tent. That there were others around. I was enjoying myself so much. If you were standing near the tent you would of heard noises you have never heard before. The constant slapping of skin on skin. The sound of hands spanking me over and over. And of course, the moans that involuntarily escaped me.
The guys got the message. They knew what I was after. I just wanted to be used by all three of them. I gave myself to them completely. I think they got the hint when I started gagging on their cocks.
It became a total fuck fest after that. At all times I had a cock in 2 out of 3 holes. And I loved it. I became their fuck doll.
This was not a passionate fuck. Or a gentle fuck. This was raw. This was animalistic. They had a married mum at their disposal and they took full advantage of it.
The guys had me take turns riding all three of them. Their cock sizes allowing me to bounce so high. Something I can’t do with Hubby.
The fucking continued. Each position rolled into the next seamlessly.
I didn’t even have time to think. I was just lost in pleasure.
I remember at one stage as one of them fucked me in missionary I had another guy mount my face. I knew exactly what he wanted. A rimjob. And I did. Of course I did. I mean if you know me you know that I love to rim ass.
As I moved my hands up to support his weight, I flicked my tongue over his asshole. The other guys swore. Seriously impressed with my lack of limits.
I continued to eat his asshole as I listened to his moans. Noting what he liked my tongue to do.
He eventually got off my face, but that didn’t mean he wanted me to stop rimming me. He rolled onto his blow up mattress and got on all fours. Instructing me to continue rimming his asshole.
Next thing I know all three guys were lined up on all fours.
I had once had a dream about this. And it was finally happening. I proceeded to rim them all one at a time. Hearing them moan was such a turn on for me as I flicked my tongue around their assholes.
After that they had had enough. All three of them said they needed to cum.
I laid back down on my back and spread my legs. One guy got the message and pushed himself into me as the other guys stood around my face and jerked their huge cocks.
It didn’t take the first guy long. He let everyone know he was going to cum.
I was totally ready for him to pull out and unload on my face. But that never happened. He slowed down his thrusting and let out a grunt as I felt him unload deep inside me. At that moment I didn’t care. I was too turned on. The feeling of his cock throbbing inside me as he shot stream after stream deep into me.
Before I knew it he slid out of me and one of the guys jerking off near my head replaced him. It didn’t take him long to fill me up either. His mate’s cum making it so easy for him to slide in.
After expecting to have been covered in cum, I had two loads dripping slowly out of my pussy.
The third guy slowly moved down to my pussy and whispered to me that he was going to take his time before filling my married pussy up.
And that he did. He pushed my legs over his shoulders and leant forward so I was folded completely in half.
He took his time. Changing his rhythm from fast to slow. Thrusting deep into me.
If anyone was walking passed, they would of heard the squelching noises of a cum filled pussy being absolutely owned.
Just before he was about to cum, he flipped me over, pulling me on top of him.
He smiled at me and said, “now ride that cock until I cum.”
And that’s what I did.
His face gave away when he was about to cum. Scrunching up as his cock exploded inside of me.
I finally leant forward. Falling on to this guy’s chest. Absolutely spent.
It was only then did I realise how long I had been away from Hubby.
I asked if anyone had the time.
Turns out, it had been close to 2 hours since I left to have a shower.
I slowly rolled off the final guy. My pussy leaking cum as I did.
I threw my nightie on and unzipped the tent. All three guys watching me from their mattresses.
I smiled at them all.
“I guess I’ll cya around.”
I turned and walked away. Very slowly. Very gingerly.
I was glad for the cover of darkness. The cum they had shot into my pussy dripped out with every step I took.
As I got back to my tent, I sneaked inside. Careful not to be seen by Hubby and our friends.
I mean as walk of shames go. This was well and truly at the top.
I laid down on our mattress. Falling asleep almost immediately.
