My [M31]’s first cuckold experience falls in my lap at a remote hot springs

I originally wrote this as an account of a unique night’s events and *not* as erotic literature. So pardon if it’s not as sexy as it could be.

My buddies and I took a weeklong, much needed camping trip at a hot springs like eighty fucking miles out in the middle of nowhere, in one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. The hot springs are steamy pools of varying temperatures separated by piled walls of smooth river rock *in* an ice cold roaring river. Fucking idyllic. Camping is going lovely. My buddy’s a fisherman so we’re cooking fresh caught salmon & veggies, crushing Coors heavy during the day, and spending late evenings in the hot water with whiskey flasks, joints, and good company under the stars. Our 2nd night we met, socialized, and had a great time with a couple a bit older than us, I’d estimate early 40s. Combine abundant whiskey, light cocaine use, and a skinny pale naked flirty Irish woman (who had the ability to coax over a few other younger women to our tub). I got all riled up talking to one of these younger women, I’d guess early 20s. In the water I could only see her perky B-cups but when she stood up to cool off, moonlight struck her trimmed pubic mound and thigh gap, only to be bested by one of the finest views of pussy and cute ass when she bent over to grab something. I was fucking throbbing hard by now and rather than give a crude compliment of her desirable holes, I slid down into the pool exposing my tip and shaft barely above the water. She noticed when she sat back down, raised her eyebrows, then and smiled at it then me, blushing. My brain and cock both convinced me I might as well just carry her to my tent right then. However I’d forgotten that my guy friends, the Irish woman and her oafish husband were still in the same pool. After some chuckles and eye rolling from my friends, the hot younger hippie girl and I were suppressed back into boring casual conversation, we exchanged numbers and lightly lustful looks.

An hour later, the younger desirables had vanished to join her friends in another pool and the oafish American husband offered more whiskey and “a good time” in his RV before getting up, drunkenly falling over, full mooning us, and stumbling up the riverbank towards their RV. His tiny Irish wife scooted closer to me in the pool. She’d spent over an hour trying to flirt with my hottest guy friend (side note – he’s like a 9/10, jacked with a chiseled jawline and thus had no interest in a 40 something when he regularly pulls models back in our city). My hotter guy friend had left the pools, leaving only us under the stars. Cannot describe how relaxing and free I felt, butt in warm water and smooth gravel, with my package floating around looking its plumpest in the warmth. Even then I still wasn’t aware of her desires… She proceeds to tell me how hot and fit I am, while lightly touching my abs and caressing slowly lower to my upper dick. I hadn’t ever experienced anything like this, and the public risque nature of the whole thing was overwhelming, so I’m now pulsating harder than ever, which she smiled at. While I ogled her tiny tits and tiny body, she saw my eyes drift down her flat stomach to where her bikini bridged over her bony hips. She read my thoughts and swiftly pulled off her bikini bottoms underwater. Beyond being completely shaven smooth, I couldn’t see much in the moonlight and was about to tell her to show me what I wanted. She stops my hand from touching her back and says she saw how I was about to pounce on the younger woman earlier and says she’ll get them to come to their RV too, and said that if they didn’t, she’d do better than them – all of this in a thick Irish culchie accent… She grabbed my rock hard cock in her tiny hand and leads me up the riverbank to their surprisingly nice RV, says she’s going to talk to the younger women and will be back. I, not entirely sure what lay ahead, put my trunks back on. Inside the brightly lit RV already sat one of the younger women from earlier, another early 20s guy, and the American husband. All were naked.

I was offered a whiskey and a beer, relaxed immediately with the presence of a pretty, medium built blonde with large tits – a friend of the hot hippie chick from earlier. After introduction, the conversation drifted to the details – the younger guy was bisexual and had a big hanging dick, which he stroked when he talked to the blonde and I. She was clearly aroused as well, her pussy lips swollen, cheeks flush, and giggly as fuck. The wee Irish wife returned with the bad news that my target hole (don’t judge my wording – that’s exactly how I felt at the time Haha) had gone to sleep. The night’s activities became more obvious. She immediately undressed quickly in front of us all, finally showing me her pussy and asshole when she bent over to get a drink from the mini fridge. All 4 people now stated they wanted to see my dick. A pretty, clearly horny blonde and her lithe Irish friend don’t need to ask me twice… I drop my swim trunks and show everyone my average length but girthy and admittedly aesthetically pleasing dick. I didn’t size up to the bisexual guy’s fairly massive hog, but I can’t express how liberating it was to bare all to these strangers who were clearly lusting for me, my pretty cock, my youthful stamina, or at least what I could use it for. I got several compliments on my package, from everyone there, making me blush and making it slowly go from chub to nearly rock hard, which everyone seemed to enjoy so I continued stroking it until fully erect and again pulsating. The younger blonde sat next to me, whispering in my ear how much she loved seeing me get hard for her. I waited until later to tell the husband that I was even more turned on watching his wife’s tiny pussy get red and swollen in tandem with my erection. I could *see* her pussy getting hungry for me and I wasn’t sure how it would happen but we all knew I needed to pound her, and hard. I don’t fully remember the exact conversation route, but it became known that the Irish woman was waiting for me in the RV bed, and that i was needed. So i nervously walked in, cock already pulsing, the horniest I’ve probably ever been despite all the chemicals. In the dim light I saw her petite pale body bent over on her knees on the bed, back arched, presenting her ass and pussy. It was practically glowing. I felt for the heat with my hand, touching slowly at first to find my target, then started rubbing her clit, then clit to taint. Completely unnecessary as she was already dripping and moaning, rocking her hips right to my tip. I let my hips talk and thrust inside her harder than I ever had on a first plunge in all my girlfriends all thru life. She squeaked and writhed in the first few deep thrusts while her pussy gripped and resisted each outward pull. I pounded her over and over, our bony hips clapping. Every thirty seconds or so she’d grab my balls and taint from underneath and pull me in deeper. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, put her legs together, and pinned her face down into the bed while going prone and slapping her skinny ass cheeks. The third position I took is my favorite, with her lying face down, left leg hiked up, me straddling. I can bury my cock to the hilt and get the most intense moans of pleasure from her at that angle. It’s also the position I most easily cum in, and deepest.

It was at this point – about 30 minutes into the most unique, unexpected, most lustful, and hardest continuous pounding I’ve ever given – that I realized I probably wasn’t going to cum. A bleak conclusion, but nevertheless an awakening to the scene around me. This is where I’m not the proudest. I saw the husband with his video camera, the bisexual guy stroking in the corner, and the blonde apparently no longer wanting sloppy seconds from a stranger in an RV. I pulled out my still throbbing cock, leaving her queefy and twitching, awkwardly said something about being tired and too drunk, thanked them all, kissed the raven haired wiry Irish lass on her buttcheek, got a tit-grab and one kiss on the tip of my softening cock, and walked to my friends at their campfire.

Not the end by far, but the end of that part. All true, one of my wildest experiences and one I hope to explore again, differently. Hope you enjoyed.

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