Read parts 1 and 2 to catch up first.
I think I might have a problem, then again I might just be normal. Have you ever had a time where you could do nothing but think of sex, cumming, orgasms? So much so that it was a complete distraction to your day? Let me know in the comments.
I was to the point where I just could not do anything. My pussy was so fired up that I could not think of anything else but a hard orgasm. I stumbled around the RV, took Beaux for a walk, opened and closed my laptop about 10 times. I just was beside myself with sexual tension. Yes I had brought it on myself. It was not the first time that I had worked myself up like this. I like to deny myself and tease myself. The longest I have gone since my sexual awakening is three days. Most of it was on the road driving out west. I spent one day almost entirely with a…well that is another story.
This time it was different. I had actually been touched by someone else and that edged me further than I thought was possible. I should have just had an orgasm but for some reason I was trying to hold out. I flopped on my bed, tucked my hands behind my head and did my best yoga breathing clearing my mind. I so love a good challenge and this was challenging me beyond what I thought was possible in my own body. A smile came to my face. I am the fucking boss bitch.
I somehow fell asleep and when I woke it was after 4. I took Beaux for another walk, which I think even he thought was weird. I took my time though and spoke to a few other campers who were out and about. It was actually a very friendly place and I was getting used to having a casual conversation with completely naked people.
I made an early campfire and sat beside it with a nice salad with teriyaki pork. My tension had died down a bit but my anticipation was building. If that trail was as good as it was last night I was going to have a great evening.
The sun set and I let the fire die down. I don’t know what time it was but I decided it was time to explore.
I put beaux in the RV and put on a pair of running shoes. I made a full lap of the campground partly due to scouting the place at night and partly due to nervous energy. I found the unmarked trail and started walking up it. This time there was no creepy guy at all. As a matter of fact after slowly walking up the trail, scanning the shadows in the dark, listening intently I was not seeing or hearing anything. I was almost getting disappointed when I finally heard it. It was faint but something.
I passed it and circled back. There it was off the trail. I, as quietly as possible, followed the sound and finally saw two shadows. One bent over a large boulder, the other behind slowly, as quietly as possible, gyrating. He was clearly taking someone, her I am guessing, from behind.
I reached down and touched myself. I was so wet. I dared take a few more steps. His head turned and spied me, I froze. He picked up his pace and I could now hear his hips slapping against that beautiful ass. It was only shadow which I think made it even more hot. My fingers really started going to work and I had a quick cum. No, I was not even close to done. I kept going, touching my clit right through orgasm. This effect keeps me at about 80% the entire time.
I could sense it before I could hear it. There was someone coming up behind me. I reached a hand to grab a small tree next to me, fingers still doing their work. I could now feel their heat behind me. I didn’t want to look as I was afraid I would be disappointed. I just kept fingering and watching. My skin was on fire, I was so heightened. Looking back I should have been a bit scared of who it was but I was not.
First contact was a light touch of my shoulders. Hands moving down to my sides and eventually my hips. Then I felt his erection just barely brush up against the top of my ass. It pushed me to another orgasm. This one made me weak kneed. A total stranger was behind me, hands on my hips, close enough to brush up against me. As my legs gave a little bit I pushed my ass back. His entire erection was now up against me. It felt amazing.
I was breathing hard. His hands came up my sides and I paused with the fingering for a moment. He was light and tender with me, I appreciate that. His hands slid around my body and cupped my breasts. When he touched my nipples it sent another shiver down my body. I reached behind and began to stroke him. He was rock hard and a bit bigger than average. I could not take it anymore. I pointed his dripping head to my dripping pussy and pushed back. He was all the way in me in one push.
I held on to the tree beside me for balance and started pushing back on him. He thrust up to meet me and it did not take long before we had a good rhythm going. I came again on him. He did not last long and without a word he pulled out and I could feel his cum on my ass. I dropped my fingers back down to my wetness and played some more, I eeked out another small orgasm. When I came too I looked up, the first time in a while that I was focused on the couple that brought me to this point. I could see he was stroking himself on the ass in front of him. Both of their heads were turned toward me watching.
I was completely out of breath. I was nervous but I turned around to see who was behind me. But he was gone. All I had was cum on my ass, dripping down. It felt cool in the night air, and sexy as hell. I gave a little nod to the couple, the bent over one gave me a slight wave, and I hiked out of the trail.
With cum on my ass I decided to take the long way to the showers. I felt so sexy and liberated. There were very few campers still awake, none of which knew I just got fucked by a stranger who I never even saw and was now walking around with his cum on my ass.
Yeah I know it was totally risky. Yeah I know it was insane. But somehow it was also so incredibly amazing. The warm water felt good on me and I made sure to wash as good as I could. There was a slight twinge of worry, but I pushed it away and enjoyed my post day long orgasm.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gdz3k8/nudist_camping_part_3_mf_voyeur_exhibition