The Camping Trip [Group]

Me and my gf were living apart at the time, both working full-time jobs, typically only getting to see each other at the weekends. We had decided that we needed to have a long weekend break together to get away from it all. We ended up booking ourselves onto a campsite in the countryside, but stayed in one of the glamping tents.

The tents were typically made for a family, they were raised up on a wooden plinth and had a large space at the front with a dining table and basic kitchen and 2 bedrooms set to the back. The bedrooms consisted of one with a king size bed, which we used, and the other with 2 single beds. The tent itself was made of a thick fabric, so we still had a relatively authentic camping experience, being able to hear most things outside. We had gone just after the summer break, so the campsite was relatively empty when we arrived and there were only a few other people who had pitched up their tents.

The break was just what we needed, but having not spent an extended period of time together in a while there was a lot of pent up sexual energy that got used up over the course of that weekend. We would often come back from our walks and start teasing each other as we made our way back to the campsite, often resulting in an other sort of tent pole, before getting down to business back in the tent. As the site was relatively empty we weren’t overly concerned about keeping the noise down, but it was likely that someone would’ve heard what was going on if they had walked by.

We had spotted another couple a similar age to us, mid-twenties, who were camping about 500m away from us. We had passed them quite a few times, either out on walks or in the campsite itself, nothing more than exchanging pleasantries and a smile. One evening, we were all at the washing station together and got chatting. We came to know them as Alex and Claire who were backpacking through the country. As we walked back to our respective tents together, we offered them to join us for the evening, as we had plenty of space to accommodate.

A little while had passed when they made their way over to tent, with a few drinks in hand. It was a pleasant evening, we drunk and told stories as the sun went down. It was approaching midnight, when the heavens decided to open and the rain came down. This signalled the end of the night, as we started bringing things in from outside and Alex and Claire said they’d head in for the night. It was raining fairly heavily at the time so we offered up the other room for the night, as weren’t using it. They gladly accepted, so we set about tidying up the rest of the tent before heading off to bed.

The girls said they were going to quickly run down to use the bathroom, while me and Alex rearranged their room, pushing the single beds together. The girls returned, soaked from head to toe. Both of them had gone out in just their t-shirts and shorts, which were now completely wet through and hugging the outline of their figures. They both stood at the entrance to the tent giggling and smirking at each other, as water pooled at their feet. I went into our bedroom to fetch some towels and returned to find them both stripping down to their underwear. I pointed Alex towards a basket, which they could put their clothes in.

Neither of the girls were particularly shy about being just in their underwear, we’d all had a bit to drink so everyone’s inhibitions had been lowered. I walked towards the girls to had them the towels. My gf was slightly curvy and a had a nice set of strong legs with an ass to match. Her bra was showing her ample cleavage, with water running down in between her breasts. Claire was more petite and slightly shorter, but had a nicely tanned and toned figure. I handed over the towels and told Alex there was an electric heater in the room to help them dry off.

When we returned from our rooms, the girls, wrapped in their towels, were helping each other out of their bras, still giggling away at each other. They turned towards us, slipped off their remaining underwear, threw them in the basket and made their way over us. We embraced our respective partners and wished each other goodnight.

As we entered our room my gf removed her towel and began to dry herself, I just lay down on the bed and left her to it, enjoying the spectacle of her rubbing her body and watching her breasts jiggle about. Any other night I would have probably jumped at the opportunity to have sex, but as we had guests I thought better of it. Unusually, my gf got into bed naked beside me.

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We snuggled together and kissed each other goodnight, I noticed her kiss was a little more passionate than a typical goodnight kiss, but I put it down to the alcohol. I closed my eyes to get to sleep, there was still some murmuring coming from next door but assumed nothing of it.

A little while passes and I’ve still not fully dropped off, when I can hear some noises coming from Alex and Claire’s room. In the dead of night, with only some fabric separating the rooms it was pretty difficult to ignore what was going on. The noises progressed from heavy breathing, to slight moaning and then the unmistakable sound of skin slapping on skin.

I turn to my gf to talk to her about what’s going on, when I see her hands all over herself caressing her body. She has one hand playing with her breasts and the other with her pussy. I nudge her in the ribs to get her attention, she turns to look at me still caressing her body. I mention the noises from the other room, she doesn’t say anything but a big grin emerges across her face. I ask if this is what her and Claire were giggling about when they returned from the toilet, again she says nothing but gives me big puppy dog eyes and bites her bottom lip. This instantly gets me hard, as my erection begins to poke out of the top of my waistband. She removes her hand from her pussy, grabs me by the wrist and places it over her mound. Straight away I can feel the heat and wetness emanating from her pussy, I drag my middle finger through her slit causing a slight moan and throws her head back into the bed.

Next door, Claire’s moans are getting ever louder when suddenly they become muffled as if her head is now buried in a pillow. Mf gf gets up off the bed and begins to undo the zip to our room, I was unsure why she did this as it didn’t allow us to hear any better Claire’s muffled moans. She returns to the bed lying on her stomach, one leg over mine, reaching into my boxers and wrapping her hand around my cock. Again not a word is spoken, she just looks me in the eyes, licks her lips and glides her hand up and down my shaft.

Suddenly, the intensity from Alex and Claire’s room picks up. The slapping of skin on skin becomes louder and not even Claire’s moans can be stifled, as if on the brink of orgasm. All of a sudden everything reaches a crescendo and then all goes quiet. At this point, my dick is pulsating in my gfs hand as she gyrates her pussy into my leg. We can both no longer resist each other and we begin to furiously make out. One hand reaches for her ass as the other makes its way to the back of her head, pulling her face into mine. Her grip on my cock tightens as I squeeze her ass, we no longer remain silent as the volume increases, picking up from where Alex and Claire left off.

*To be continued….*

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