Camping with longtime friends gets insanely wild! Part 2 [MF]

Part one: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v9z7sh/camping_with_longtime_friends_gets_insanely_wild/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v9z7sh/camping_with_longtime_friends_gets_insanely_wild/)

Me – Jake: 38

My Wife – Kaitlyn: 34

Friend 1 The Husband – James: 39

Friend 2 The Wife – Amy: 37

Disclaimer: This story is not from my own experience, and is not told from my perspective! Enjoy! :)

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A couple hours later and we were all setup and ready to get the party started. Our campsite was right next to the river that ran through the campground, and the girls had long since changed into their bikini’s, and were several drinks in – no doubt eager to soak in the remaining sun before dusk. Kaitlyn had decided to rock a fantastic pair of cutoff booty shorts to cover her bikini bottoms, but Amy apparently felt that full coverage bikini bottoms were too much for this heat, let alone shorts to cover them up, so she went with a VERY cheeky “half-thong” that left little to the imagination.

As I was setting up the cornhole, I couldn’t help but notice Amy bending over to reach into the cooler for another drink, and in such a way that she left no doubt in my mind she was hoping I was watching her… The way the fabric of her bottoms strained against her pussy had me momentarily transfixed before I realized what I was doing. I quickly glanced over at Kaitlyn before I was caught perving out. *Fuck!* My wife was staring at me with one hand on her hip, and the other holding her drink, except… she didn’t seem angry. She smiled in what I could only describe as some sort of satisfaction. *Were her and Amy up to something?* I shrugged and smiled back at her, hoping I wouldn’t pay for that later.

To my surprise, my wife turned around, and slowly removed the booty shorts covering up her own bikini bottoms, as well as her incredible ass – bending over slightly as she did so. What was she up to? Her ass wasn’t quite pointed in my exact direction though, so I glanced over to where I would have been if I wanted the best possible vantage point, and saw James standing there, wide-eyed, and clearly enjoying the show – not noticing his own wife bending over much closer to him. *Holy shit, they WERE up to something*, I thought.

Kaitlyn turned back around with a very pleased look on her face and said, “Alright, boys, ready to get your asses kicked?” I regained my composure and responded with, “Sorry hun, but you’re going to pay for that little show you just put on.”

“I’m afraid I have no idea what you’re talking about, handsome!”, she responded with feigned ignorance. “And what do you mean “pay”? Are you going to throw me around with your BIG, STRONG arms!?”, she said loudly as she laughed and looked over at Amy. Amy turned around and shot back, “Don’t forget what we’ll be showing your husband if they beat us!” James looked at me inquisitively and said, “did I miss something important?”

“Why don’t you guys lay out the terms of our bet again for James?”, I said to our wives.

“We have new terms.”, Amy said with a smile as she strolled over to the opposite side of the cornhole setup, with Kaitlyn finding her place next to me. “You guys win, and we’ll BOTH show you something fun. We win, and you guys are doing a lap around the campground in your birthday suits. We’ll do best out of three games.” James and I both looked at each other with a mixture of confidence and disbelief. Did they honestly think they could win, and, if they did, did they seriously expect us to strip down and run naked through the campground? He must have been thinking the same thing I was: *we are going to win, but what exactly do we get for our win? Best to just beat them and find out.*

I nodded at James with a smile, which he returned, then turned back toward Amy and said, “Deal, but you better have something good planned for when we beat you.”

“You won’t be disappointed hun, trust me.”, Kaitlyn said as she looked in my direction and smiled nervously. *Damn*, I thought, *it must actually be good if she’s nervous enough to show it all over her face like that. Fuck, I love it when these two get together and start drinking.*

The girls were clearly more intoxicated than James and I, and it was evident from the very beginning of the game. Their first few throws didn’t come anywhere near the board, and if I hadn’t seen both of them play before, I would have thought they were trying to lose on purpose. Every time James or I would throw, they would get increasingly bold in trying to distract us by shaking their asses, squeezing their tits together, or blurting out mockingly filthy things. If I hadn’t been so intent on winning this bet, it might have actually worked. At the very least, it was making the game take a lot longer.

“Ow fuck! I think a mosquito just bit my nipple!”, Amy squealed as I was lining up what might be the final shot of game one. “Kate, look!” Without any hesitation, Amy pulled her bikini top away from her left breast and squeezed it in my direction. Normally, I would have stopped what I was doing to get as good a look as possible, but James and I were one good throw away from winning the first game, and I was focused on victory. Amy must have noticed my indifference to her exceptionally wild gesture, and decided to amp it up in time to catch me before I released my bag.

“Jake, you’re not gonna stuff my hole with your bag are you?”, Amy said in an overwhelmingly sexy voice that I simply could not ignore. I paused for a moment and looked at James who, unlike me, found her attempt to distract me absolutely hilarious. *Well, that’s good at least*, I thought. James can be so quiet sometimes that I often don’t know what he’s thinking, but if he was having fun, who was I to get in the way?

“Stuff her hole, Jake, she likes it, trust me!”, James said with sincerity – Kaitlyn drunkenly laughing at my side. Things suddenly felt like they were escalating fast, and I felt my palm begin to sweat as I held the bag in front of me – no longer confident in my ability to sink the shot and end the game. *Just breath, Jake, eye on the prize*, I thought. I blocked out the surreally sexualized scene my wife and friends were developing around me, pulled back, and tossed my bag. Fucking Jackpot!

James threw his fist up and roared in celebration, spilling some of his drink in the process. *Damn, was I the only mostly sober person in this group right now? I better pick up the pace a bit*, I thought.

“Ugh, this sucks, I don’t want to play anymore!”, Amy said. “Kate let’s just show them and do something else, it’s starting to get dark anyway.” I looked over at my wife and she had a nervous excitement plastered all over her face.

“No, it’s still too light out, we can’t do it here out in the open!”, Kaitlyn said nervously. “Let’s show them one at a time behind the van or something.” One at a time? What the fuck were they going to show us? My excitement was suddenly so pronounced that I thought I might actually get hard right then and there.

“Okay, James first!”, Amy said, grabbing him by the hand and drunkenly dragging him over to the van out of the line of sight of myself and any other would-be onlookers in the adjacent campsites. “Come on, slut, this was your idea!”, Amy gleefully called to Kaitlyn, who was lagging behind and seemed just a bit more apprehensive than her wilder friend.

“Have fun?”, I said to my wife as she turned back to smile at me right before slipping behind the van to join Amy and James. I was standing there alone now, my heart beating fast, and my dick threatening to call attention to every mosquito in a hundred-foot radius. I grabbed the fifth of whiskey from the nearby table and slammed a few gulps to calm my nerves and catch up with the rest of my group. *What could they be doing back there*, I wondered?

I suddenly heard a giggle, followed by a “Hoooooe!” sound from James, as he suddenly stumbled out from behind the van and moved toward me with a huge grin on his face. “Oh, they definitely kept their end of the bargain!”, James said as he adjusted his groin over his shorts. “Get back there, man, you don’t want to miss this.”

I walked back behind the van to find Amy and Kaitlyn standing there laughing like a couple of schoolgirls who had just shown a boy his first pair of tits. “Okay, let’s see what you two had planned.”, I said, just a bit more serious than I intended. I couldn’t help it; I was a little worked up and my adrenaline was pumping.

Without saying a word, Amy bent over, arched her back, and put her hands against the side of the van. *Oh shit, this was already worth it*, I thought, but it was far from over. Kaitlyn knelt down beside her, placing her hands on both of Amy’s butt cheeks and squeezing. I felt myself get hard almost immediately as I instinctively leaned in for a closer look. It was getting dark now, and the drinks I had just slammed were making it hard to focus. Kaitlyn removed her hands from Amy’s ass and, for a second, I thought it was over. Instead, she grabbed Amy’s bikini bottoms and pulled them down just below her butt cheeks, then roughly grabbed her cheeks and spread them open, giving me a view of Amy’s magnificent, pink little butthole.

Kaitlyn looked me in the eyes with an expression of panged lust and playful naughtiness, then turned toward Amy’s asshole and buried her tongue in it. Oh. My. Fucking. GOD. I intuitively grabbed my dick and squeezed it as I watched my wife wiggle her tongue around Amy’s incredible, uniformly colored asshole – Amy giggling and playfully moaning as my wife worked. If I had a few more drinks in me, I may have just pulled my dick out right then and there, and asked her if I could find out if it was as tight as it looked.

Amy quickly pulled up her bottoms and turned back toward me – my wife standing next to her now, and both of them giggling and smiling at me in a way I had never seen before; they were both extremely worked up, and there was no doubt about it, despite their attempts to conceal it somewhat. My wife and I had a fantastic sex life that had never failed to improve over the years, but this was something entirely new; this was wild, and the intensity of it was written all over her face as she glanced down at the dick I had forgotten I was holding.

“Oh my God, look how hard we made him!”, Amy said, biting her lip and looking at me with the same intensity as my wife. “I think you better take care of that thing, Kate. I’ll be over with James.” The instant Amy left, my wife fell to her knees, ripped my shorts down just enough to free my painfully hard cock, and consumed it fully as if she had an itch at the back of her throat she had been trying to scratch all day, and just couldn’t reach. I was happy to help her, and I groaned a little louder than I intended as I felt the tip of my cock force itself past the curve in her throat – fearing I might have given us away.

She pulled back, and began stroking me, then looked up at me like a drunken whore in heat and said, “did you like the way I licked my friend’s asshole for you, Jake? I bet you wish you could fuck it, don’t you?” She impaled herself on my cock again with purpose, this time keeping eye contact with me to see my reaction, and forcefully tonguing the bottom of my shaft and head for all she was worth. I felt dizzy from the series of insanely hot events and my wife’s filthy and passionate blowjob, and if it weren’t for the drinks I had just slammed, I may have cum right down her throat at that very moment.

“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, would you like to taste my cock from your friend’s tight little asshole?”, I risked, feeling a sense of security in the heat and intensity of the moment.

“Yeah, suck it, whore!”, I heard Amy say from behind the van in her best attempt to imitate a male stranger’s voice. Her head was peaking around the side, with her body out of view. After swallowing my heart back down into my chest and frantically tucking my dick away, I breathlessly responded, “Holy fuck, Amy, you literally just scared the blood out of my dick.”

“Awww, I’m sorry to hear that, stud! I was just coming back to see if you guys wanted to join James and I in our tent for a game of truth or dare, but if you’re too shaken up, I understand…” I looked at Kaitlyn who, for some reason, didn’t seem at all perturbed by what had just happened. Instead, she appeared even more ravenous, as if the act of getting caught actually fueled her lust further. She didn’t even look back at me before saying, “Oh fuck yes!”, and skipping toward Amy as they moved toward their tent together.

“You coming, stud?”, Amy called back to me. “Not yet he’s not!”, Kaitlyn giggled back in a tone which all but ensured that, soon, I would be. Was this really happening? It felt so effortless on my part that I simply could not confirm this was reality instead of some extremely vivid and crazy dream. It was almost as if this whole thing had been planned from the very beginning, and I was just along for the ride. *Less thinking, more action, Jake*. *If this IS real, then you better not blow it*, I thought as I readjusted myself, took a deep breath, and followed them to their tent – grabbing another drink along the way.

James’ and Amy’s tent was one of those massive ones you see online and think, “who the hell would ever buy this thing?”. A couple who was planning a steamy camping trip with their VERY close friends, maybe? Inside, there were several foldable chairs along one side, with a giant air mattress against the other, and even a soft rug in the center, all lit by a single battery-powered lamp hanging from the ceiling. Amy and Kaitlyn were busy putting some music on the portable Bluetooth speaker in the corner, and quietly whispering something I couldn’t quite make out. I took a seat next to James in one of the chairs and gave him a look that said, “This is real, right?” He must have intuited what I was feeling, as he let out a hearty laugh and said, “Relax, Jake. Let’s just enjoy ourselves, and whatever happens, happens. Sound good?”

He reached out with his drink to “cheers” me in what felt like some sort of contractual agreement to kick things up a notch. Maybe this was the sign I was looking for to make sure this was all okay, and I could simply let loose and enjoy it without reservation. As we clinked our drinks together, I felt a weight fall off of me and realized that yes, I did, in fact, need to hear that from him. Amy and Kaitlyn had already made it abundantly clear that they were comfortable and excited at the prospect of things escalating, but I needed the husband of my wife’s friend to declare his approval before moving forward comfortably, and now I had it. *Time to have some fun*…

The music kicked on and Amy gyrated her sexy little ass toward her seat on the edge of the bed as she downed the remainder of her drink and grabbed another. Kaitlyn took a seat on the floor next to her and, not wanting to be outdone by her friend, quickly chugged the rest of her seltzer – letting out an impressive burp as she tossed the empty can to the side and grabbed another. *I love this woman*, I thought.

“Okay who wants to go first!?”, Amy giggled excitedly – plainly eager to get things started. “I’m the least drunk, so I’ll get the ball rolling in a straight line.”, I said as I took a very large swig from my drink. Amy looked at me slyly and said, “Alright, stud, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”, I responded quickly. I was eager to ramp things up, but I thought it might be best to not show too much enthusiasm right from the start. I didn’t want to come off as desperately eager, and this seemed like a good way to lubricate the inevitable escalation. I also had a feeling that, once the dares started, the game might not last long.

“Ugh, no fun!”, Amy shot back, looking genuinely disappointed. *Shit*, I thought, *maybe I was the only “unlubed” participant here lol, oh well*. “Okay, how badly do you want to fuck my ass after watching what your wife did to it?”, she asked in a low, sultry voice that only broke into giggles at the very end of her question. She took a swig from her drink as if to contain and prepare herself for the response. I knew the answer, but how should I convey it? My eyes quickly darted between Kaitlyn and James, who both seemed genuinely eager to hear my response. *Fuck it*, I thought, *do what feels right*. I had been sporting a semi since my wife’s insatiable blowjob just moments ago, and Amy’s question had me nearing full mast again. Without thinking any further, I stood up, pulled my waistband down below my cock with one hand and said, “Does this answer your question?”, before quickly pulling it back up and resuming my seat – taking a drink as I did so to cover the audacity of my response.

“Ohhhh hoe! And here I thought a truth would be boring! You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you, Jake? And I’m as honored as I am apprehensive as to whether or not it would actually fit in my little butt!”, Amy said with a confident, but slurred amusement as she quickly turned around and spanked herself for emphasis. Kaitlyn looked at me with the same lust I had seen earlier and bit her lip, and I still couldn’t believe how powerfully she was suddenly demonstrating this wild side of her. There was no doubt in my mind now that she would be on board with just about anything that was to come.

“Okay, Mandingo, you’re up, pick someone.”, Amy said to me, taking another swig from her drink and looking as if she hoped I would pick her. I wanted to pick her, but I decided to pick my wife instead, as I figured she would benefit more from getting involved at this moment. “Truth or dare, Kate?”, I asked my wife; a brief flash of nervousness accentuating her intoxicated and lustful demeanor. She sat up straight, took another swig of her drink and responded, “Dare!” *Good girl*, I thought.

I already knew what I wanted her to do, as I had seen her do it just moments earlier, and needed that image in my head at least once more before I died. “I dare you to lick Amy’s ass again”, I said with as much confidence and assertion as I could manage. Amy’s eagerness was on full display as she immediately stood up, removed her bottoms completely, and assumed a doggystyle position on the bed for all of us to admire. I was as thankful for her display of sluttiness as I was hard for it, as it seemed to encourage my wife to get up without overthinking it, and take her place behind her wild and obviously horny friend.

The music filling the tent suddenly seemed deafeningly loud, as if my senses were amplified to the extreme so as not to miss a single facet of this moment. In unison, James and I found ourselves moving out of our seats toward them to kneel on the floor and get the best possible view from either side of her. He stuck his fist out toward me, and as soon as I returned the gesture to bump it with my own, the show began.

This was nothing like the first time and, if I hadn’t seen it myself, I wouldn’t have imagined it could actually be any hotter. Gone were the giggles and nervousness; replaced by genuine craving and desire to please and be pleased. My wife spread Amy’s asshole open gently and began sensually swirling her tongue around it, stopping briefly to plant little kisses on and around her hole. Amy moaned in response and arched her back as much as she could – reveling in the pleasure my wife was giving to her tight, and visibly pulsating little butthole.

Each lick of my wife’s tongue caused Amy’s asshole to squeeze, then quickly release, and Amy suddenly reached back and began working her own clit as Kaitlyn intensified her tonguing. Kaitlyn spread her harder now, sticking her tongue out with force, and burying it past the outer ring of Amy’s butthole – quickly moving it in and out in one of the filthiest displays I have ever witnessed my wife take part in. I found myself stroking my cock through the fabric of my shorts, and decided that this was the time to remove them and get them out of the way.

James must have been thinking the same thing and was simply waiting for a sign to proceed, as he quickly followed suit and removed his own shorts and shirt, now kneeling there stroking himself just a few feet away from the incredible show we were being given. Kaitlyn noticed that she was now the only one still clothed, and so she pulled back and quickly ripped away the strings of her bikini, letting them fall to the floor and revealing her incredible tits and ass.

Amy removed her hand from her clit to crane her head around and find the reason for Kaitlyn having stopped her tonguing and, as if she wasn’t the least bit surprised with the scene she found, she stood up, removed her bikini top, then opened up a little bag next to the side of the bed – pulling out a tiny bottle of lube and squirting some onto her hand. *I fucking knew it*, I thought. This slut was definitely planning on testing out her brand-new asshole on this trip, and I couldn’t have been happier to be a part of it.

Amy must have actually been close to cumming before my wife stopped, as she showed no signs of slowing down as she resumed her position and worked the lube into her asshole without so much as a word. She groaned loudly as she worked a second finger inside, the grip so visibly tight I could practically feel it squeezing my cock, instead. My wife grabbed the bottle of lube and squirt some on her own hand. *Fuck yeah*, I thought, *I’m about to watch my own wife finger her friend’s perfect little butthole*. But I was wrong – Kaitlyn didn’t reach for Amy, instead, she grabbed my cock and worked the lube on hit hastily, as if she couldn’t bear the idea of it having nothing to fill for a second longer, but what was it supposed to fill, Amy’s ass?

“You gonna test it out, bud, or should I?”, James said, looking at me then gesturing to his wife’s spread open asshole. “I’m happy to do it for ya, but she’s been dying to try yours out for a while now – better not disappoint her!”, he said with total sincerity and confidence. *Holy shit, this was seriously going to happen, wasn’t it*? “I want to watch you fuck her slutty little asshole, Jake”, my wife practically moaned to me as she expertly worked my shaft with her wet hand, and began to finger herself with the other.

I reached down to replace her fingers with my own, and found she was absolutely soaking wet; wetter than I can ever remember feeling. “Get on the bed next to her.”, I instructed my wife with a tone that commanded obedience and respect. “I want you to guide me inside of her and watch as I fuck your friend’s asshole. If you’re a good girl and you do as I say, I will let you taste it.”

“Yes, sir.”, Kaitlyn responded as she took her position next to Amy and grabbed both of Amy’s cheeks to spread her open for me. Amy removed her fingers from her ass and resumed working her clit as I came up behind her. *Hold on*, I thought, *best not to let my wife’s insanely wet pussy go to waste*. “Hey James,”, I said, looking over at him still stroking himself, “you need to come feel how wet my wife is; maybe give her a reward with your fingers for being such a whore.” Without a word, James quickly stood up and moved to the bed behind my wife. Kaitlyn stuck her ass out for him to give him a good view and easy access, then grabbed my cock with one hand as she continued spreading Amy’s pink and eager butthole open for me with the other. “Enough talk, please get your fucking cock in my asshole now!”, Amy pleaded.

I moved forward and pressed the head against her opening, watching it convulse as I made contact, then slowly relax back to openness. My wife watched my cock intently as I slowly pushed forward, finding momentary resistance before Amy’s asshole suddenly gave way completely and swallowed the head of my cock with an audible and filthy squelch. “Oh my God, Fuck!”, Amy squealed in ecstasy, arching her ass further and pressing it back on my cock before I even had a chance to move on my own. In one, unbearably slutty motion of her ass, my entire cock was now fully consumed by her firmly gripping hole.

As her asshole swallowed me, I felt the ring squeeze the base of my shaft so hard that it felt like I had accidentally equipped myself with a cock ring two sizes too small, and I groaned in pleasure as I felt the blood rush past it – filling my shaft and head to the brim with fresh blood, and pulsating so hard I imagined Amy could feel my heartbeat through her asshole.

Amy seemed absolutely consumed in passion and pleasure, and simply couldn’t wait for me to begin pounding her little butthole into oblivion. Again, before I even had a chance to get started, she pulled her asshole to the head of my cock, then roughly slammed herself back on it before repeating the motion several more times. Each time she pulled back I could see her asshole grip the length of my shaft as if I might pull it right out of her. The image of it hugging me and holding on for dear life is not something I will ever forget, nor the fact that it felt like there was an actual hand inside her asshole aggressively squeezing me with each motion. I was overwhelmed with pleasure and was already feeling the muscles around my balls beginning to tense and build toward orgasm.

“Oh my God, Jake, I love watching you stretch her asshole like that. Look at the way it hugs you, she must love it too.”, Kaitlyn said through stifled moans. James was working his fingers inside her wet and greedy pussy now, and the filthy sounds it was making had me dangerously close to cumming already, even through my drunken state. My wife was being a very good girl, and I decided this was a good time to reward her.

I pulled my dick out of Amy’s hungry little butthole, watching it gape for just an instant before snapping shut and quivering in desperation for more cock. *Don’t worry,* I thought, *I’m not done with you yet*. I grabbed my cock with one hand and the back of Kaitlyn’s head with the other, and forced it down her throat as she looked up at me; gagging after a moment and tearing up as I held it firmly in her throat right up to the point where I thought she might vomit. I quickly pulled it out of her throat, grabbed her by the neck, and slapped her across the face as I said, “That’s my good little whore.”

She whimpered and grabbed my cock, aiming it at Amy’s insatiable asshole. I pushed in roughly, eliciting a loud groan from Amy as I grabbed my wife by the root of her hair and pulled her face up to mine, shoving my tongue in her mouth and tasting a delicious combination of her seltzer and the sweet juices of Amy’s asshole on her tongue. The scene in the tent was like something out of a porn that, had I not been living it at this very moment, would have seemed too far-fetched to believe, but it was real, and the four of us were absolutely consumed by it.

I felt Amy’s fingers on the base of my cock as she worked them inside her dripping cunt and started massaging my cock through the thin wall of flesh separating us. No man could sustain this level of pleasure for long, and I felt my orgasm approaching rapidly now. I decided to make it count, so I gripped Amy by her hips hard and began repeatedly slamming her body onto the entirety of my throbbing cock, effectively using her asshole to jerk myself off into her, and not caring in the slightest if she could actually handle it. She screamed in pleasure and came hard on me within seconds, gripping me so tightly I thought she might actually push me right out of her.

That was it – my breaking point, if her slutty little butthole wanted to be fed so badly, then I would oblige her and give it a proper meal. I grabbed the back of my wife’s head again with one hand and said, “open your fucking mouth, whore.”. I groaned loudly as I violently slammed the first few ropes of cum into her friend’s demanding fuck hole, then quickly pulled out and forced my wife’s wide-open mouth down to my cock, stroking the remaining ropes into and around her gaping maw. Without having to tell her, my wife hungrily lapped at my cock and scooped up the cum around her mouth to force it down her throat.

I found myself breathing so hard that, for a moment, I thought I might just pass out, and I found myself being forced down to my knees in an attempt to reclaim the consciousness that briefly threatened to leave me. All of the buildup and tension had been released in that single moment, and I was struggling to hold onto enough lifeforce to continue any further. I glanced up at the mess I had made of Amy’s freshly fucked asshole as she lay there, collapsed on the bed with her holes both convulsing in rhythm with her ragged breathing.

She sloppily picked herself back up to turn toward us, and the four of us looked at each other with the exact same expression on all of our faces:

Why the fuck did we wait so long to do this?

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