SaraSera
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Not if you have a machine gun
Camping Stories
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Unsure2022
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This is all the same girl that I was dating who was quite horny. 5'10" 175lbs, long, curly brown hair, brown eyes, C tits, shaved pussy.
- We were camping during Halloween weekend at a campground that did trick-or-treating. We took friends' kids around and they also had adult treats, so we were doing shots at every stop. That results in us having aggressive sex in our tent that I'm fairly certain half the campground heard. We also had sex the following afternoon while there was a large group at the pavilion nearby.
- We were at a campground with her brother and his girlfriend for the weekend. They had big individual shower rooms that locked. I was showering and heard a knock at the door. I cracked the door and there she was with a towel wrapped around her. She stepped in and dropped that, and dropped to her knees. She sucked me hard and then asked me to fuck her behind under the water. I gladly complied and thanked the designer that built it out of cinder blocks and steel doors!
- The following day, we were drinking and she said she wanted a nap. I went along with her and we ended up getting handsy and then got down to business. She wrapped her legs around me and told me to fuck her harder. I was pounding into her and she was starting to get loud. I told her all sorts of people were around and she yelled "I don't care!"
- We were camping during Halloween weekend at a campground that did trick-or-treating. We took friends' kids around and they also had adult treats, so we were doing shots at every stop. That results in us having aggressive sex in our tent that I'm fairly certain half the campground heard. We also had sex the following afternoon while there was a large group at the pavilion nearby.
- We were at a campground with her brother and his girlfriend for the weekend. They had big individual shower rooms that locked. I was showering and heard a knock at the door. I cracked the door and there she was with a towel wrapped around her. She stepped in and dropped that, and dropped to her knees. She sucked me hard and then asked me to fuck her behind under the water. I gladly complied and thanked the designer that built it out of cinder blocks and steel doors!
- The following day, we were drinking and she said she wanted a nap. I went along with her and we ended up getting handsy and then got down to business. She wrapped her legs around me and told me to fuck her harder. I was pounding into her and she was starting to get loud. I told her all sorts of people were around and she yelled "I don't care!"
Experience, but no advice other than take advantages of chances when they happen!
I'm widowed, and had finally started to enjoy camping solo. I'm also retired, so my favorite times were mid-week in the spring and fall when school is in session. Campgrounds are pretty empty and campers are mostly geezers like me. It's easy to strike up conversations on a stroll around.
On one of my walks I met a lady with a nice dog and stopped to give it a pat and chat some. The usual at first--where we're from, what kind of unit, favorite campgrounds and sites. Then she started with some sex-themed innuendos. I countered. She griped about what age and gravity to to women's chests. I proclaimed enjoying naturals when they sagged and teasingly offered an evaluation. Damned if she didn't flash me! Ended up taking me back to her camper, introducing me to her hubs. and treated me to my first ever 3-way!
I've talked to lots of other women in campgrounds since then, but no repeats of THAT afternoon. Damn
I'm widowed, and had finally started to enjoy camping solo. I'm also retired, so my favorite times were mid-week in the spring and fall when school is in session. Campgrounds are pretty empty and campers are mostly geezers like me. It's easy to strike up conversations on a stroll around.
On one of my walks I met a lady with a nice dog and stopped to give it a pat and chat some. The usual at first--where we're from, what kind of unit, favorite campgrounds and sites. Then she started with some sex-themed innuendos. I countered. She griped about what age and gravity to to women's chests. I proclaimed enjoying naturals when they sagged and teasingly offered an evaluation. Damned if she didn't flash me! Ended up taking me back to her camper, introducing me to her hubs. and treated me to my first ever 3-way!
I've talked to lots of other women in campgrounds since then, but no repeats of THAT afternoon. Damn
Insects attracted to the pheromones released during sexual excitement. LOL
Britva415
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I went to a very well known national park a couple of weekends after moving to a new state with my boyfriend. On the trip were also the woman whose house we were staying in, one of her roommates, and the roommate's ex-boyfriend, She had broken up with him pretty recently. That's how she came to be at our friend's house. I'm not sure how the ex came to be on the camping trip - I guess they were still entangled even after calling it quits and moving out.
Somehow we started giving each other massages on the picnic table at the site. Somehow it turned into everybody getting massaged by the other four people. It didn't go any further than eight-hand massages over clothes, but plenty of groping happened. It was dark as hell so nobody knew for sure who else was groping or who they were getting groped by. That was deliberate - we put out the lanterns as soon as someone had the idea to go four-on-one and give everyone a turn.
Somehow we started giving each other massages on the picnic table at the site. Somehow it turned into everybody getting massaged by the other four people. It didn't go any further than eight-hand massages over clothes, but plenty of groping happened. It was dark as hell so nobody knew for sure who else was groping or who they were getting groped by. That was deliberate - we put out the lanterns as soon as someone had the idea to go four-on-one and give everyone a turn.
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We took a family camp trip years ago with wife’s brother’s family. Two big tents. Kids and parents in both. Our big tent had a big curtain/separated in the middle. Kids on one side, adults in the other. I was horny and apparently my wife was too because when I touched her in the dark under our comforter, she responded by touching me back. I got bold and pulled out my phone and ear buds. I put one bud in her ear and one in mine. I put on one of the sex audios we listen to in bed back home when we mess around. We lay there in the dark tent, listening to a couple go at it in our ears, touching each other, all while keeping it quietly under covers because our kids were three feet away and family was six feet away in another tent.
I rubbed her clit over her pjs to a big, but silent orgasm then she reciprocated with a enthusiasticly sneaky handjob into a sock. We both lay in the quiet night panting and spent. We kissed quietly and cuddled enjoying our sneaky little fun. Good times.
I rubbed her clit over her pjs to a big, but silent orgasm then she reciprocated with a enthusiasticly sneaky handjob into a sock. We both lay in the quiet night panting and spent. We kissed quietly and cuddled enjoying our sneaky little fun. Good times.
TorontoShane
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Maybe doesn't count as camping, but road trip cottage fuckfests are always a great time.
RustyRedheadSpitfire
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I suspect I’m about to disappoint you, because my camping experience is probably the least glamorous imaginable.
I’m a backpacking enthusiast. When I go camping, it involves carrying everything I own on my back until I question every life decision that brought me to that trailhead.
By the time I’ve found a campsite, pitched the tent, filtered water, cooked something vaguely edible over a tiny stove, and hung my food away from curious wildlife, the only thing I’m fantasizing about doing in the horizontal position is being unconsciousness.
Campground camping and backpacking are different hobbies. One involves coolers, camp chairs and maybe a glass of wine. The other involves looking at your toothbrush and wondering if it’s worth the weight to bring along.
Don’t get me wrong, waking up to a mountain sunrise with coffee in your hands is one of life’s great pleasures. It’s just that, after hiking twelve miles with a pack, romance tends to lose out to a sleeping bag and eight hours of uninterrupted oblivion.
I hope you had a wonderful anniversary, though. Campgrounds have surprisingly good acoustics, and nature has an unfortunate habit of providing witnesses you never invited. The squirrels may not gossip, but the couple in the next site almost certainly do. Hope that didn’t happen.
I’m a backpacking enthusiast. When I go camping, it involves carrying everything I own on my back until I question every life decision that brought me to that trailhead.
By the time I’ve found a campsite, pitched the tent, filtered water, cooked something vaguely edible over a tiny stove, and hung my food away from curious wildlife, the only thing I’m fantasizing about doing in the horizontal position is being unconsciousness.
Campground camping and backpacking are different hobbies. One involves coolers, camp chairs and maybe a glass of wine. The other involves looking at your toothbrush and wondering if it’s worth the weight to bring along.
Don’t get me wrong, waking up to a mountain sunrise with coffee in your hands is one of life’s great pleasures. It’s just that, after hiking twelve miles with a pack, romance tends to lose out to a sleeping bag and eight hours of uninterrupted oblivion.
I hope you had a wonderful anniversary, though. Campgrounds have surprisingly good acoustics, and nature has an unfortunate habit of providing witnesses you never invited. The squirrels may not gossip, but the couple in the next site almost certainly do. Hope that didn’t happen.
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