Camping Stories

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My wife and I will be heading out camping this weekend. It’s our anniversary and we are already planning a sex filled vacation. I even let my imagination wander thinking about myself in the campground showerhouse late at night with other campers. Or, maybe a little oral or handjob near the fishing spot?

What are your campground tips and tricks to fun? Any experiences? Stories of outdoor adventures?
 
My wife and I will be heading out camping this weekend. It’s our anniversary and we are already planning a sex filled vacation. I even let my imagination wander thinking about myself in the campground showerhouse late at night with other campers. Or, maybe a little oral or handjob near the fishing spot?

What are your campground tips and tricks to fun? Any experiences? Stories of outdoor adventures?
https://forum.literotica.com/threads/shower-stories.1634642/post-102702394
 
When my wife and I first started dating, we would go camping with her family. After dark we would tell them that we were going on a “midnight walk”. Which was our code for “We’re going to go screw in the woods!” We would find a nice clearing off the beaten path. Then go at it like two horny animals in wild.

Now today, we’re a hotwife couple. I would love nothing more than for the next time we’re camping we meet a handsome fellow camper that Mrs. Screwher takes a liking to. We invite him to our site for a drink or coffee. Then when the sun goes down, my wife tells me that they’re going for a ”midnight walk”.
 
A couple of years ago my wife and I were on vacation.

Staying at a semi private campground that happened to be empty that evening.

Had clear skies, a full moon and a nice cool evening.

There may have been an edible involved that took her inhibitions to 0 and libido to 10 then broke off the knob.

We had a sleeping bag spread out in the moonlight. Lots of fun was had and as she later confessed, had anyone else wandered in to watch, she wouldn't have cared.

We tend to try for repeat performances when we go back each year, sadly last year got rained out.
 
A couple of years ago my wife and I were on vacation.

Staying at a semi private campground that happened to be empty that evening.

Had clear skies, a full moon and a nice cool evening.

There may have been an edible involved that took her inhibitions to 0 and libido to 10 then broke off the knob.

We had a sleeping bag spread out in the moonlight. Lots of fun was had and as she later confessed, had anyone else wandered in to watch, she wouldn't have cared.

We tend to try for repeat performances when we go back each year, sadly last year got rained out.
Where’s that camp ground? Sounds like you really got into nature.
 
Me and the wife were out at this VERY secluded lake that was about 4 miles from the nearest paved road. We were alone but still moved out to a beautiful glade that spread its mossy self along the shore.

One thing led to another and we were getting pretty hot a heavy when we heard some splashing sounds. We had figured we would hear a car approaching the lake from the long gravel road in, or an ATV, or even people stepping on sticks so we could get our clothes on. But we never counted on two people in a canoe rowing in from the water side. They were silent, keyed in on the beautiful glade where we were having sex... until they saw us having sex. Then they were backpaddling hard to give us our privacy. That is what we heard splashing which was their paddles.

We gave them a moment, looked at each other, shrugged, and went back at it.
 
When we were first dating, I took her canoeing up a small river.

Of course we were horny and decided to have sex in the shallow water. That's when we discovered she was sensitive to Blackfly bites and we had to get something for it.

Another time we did go camping, and the Mosquitos were so bad the swarm might have carried us off, tent and all. I sent her to the car and had that site packed up in about five minutes flat.
 
Go hiking. Be naughty. Have fun. Then go to a hotel.
Once you enter the wilderness, you are part of the food chain.

When you are zipped in a tent, you might as well be tied up because you are now vulnerable to any threat or predator, human or animal, or falling tree limb.

Being trapped in a tent is like hiding under the blankets.

Sleeping bags are the soft taco of the bear world.

And Bigfoot. You may never see one, but he's seen you.
 
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