Story 154 Summer Camping.

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Hi, Joseph from New Zealand.

       When summer came around again, we decided to book a holiday at the nudist camping ground again. When Peter suggested the idea this time, everyone was quick to agree. Even Mega and Brian wanted to be involved. There was one small problem that some of us men had to work but in the end, we still stayed at the camp and went to work from there. For the rest, it was a great holiday and the kids had a ball too.

       Of course, almost from the moment, we arrived at the camp, most of us were naked. It was so nice being like that all the time. And when we got out of the water, there were no wet swimsuits; we just walked around naked in the warm sunny air until we quickly dried. Yes being naked like that certainly was fun for all of us.

      The kids were outside most of the time and after playing hard all day, they were tired and usually were in bed early. That meant that some of us adults had the chance to ‘play’ as well if you know what I mean. Almost every night I had a different bed partner which added to the fun of our camping holiday too. 

        I wasn’t so happy when my mum turned up again. Last summer she had even been bold enough to go topless so I was expecting she would end up like that again this year, but one evening I arrived back at the camp to find her naked. To be honest, at first, I had a problem with that. I don’t know why. It was fine for Lizamoa to go naked and at times I even got turned-on by her getting nude and showing off in front of strangers. But my mum - somehow that was different. Of course, my wife seemed all for it and she got on to my case about it too. In the end, there wasn’t much I could do about it anyway. 

       An interesting incident happened the night Shanti and I got together. It had been a rather hot session and afterwards, we were laying there a bit hot and sweaty. I think we might have been a bit noisy too, so I was even concerned that we may have woken Greeshma my mum and Shanti’s mum, Mary, in the tent next door.

       As we lay talking quietly we noticed a sound like someone very sick or in pain. It was a sort of moaning. I became concerned as I was certain it was my mother. I was getting up to go check on her when Shanti suddenly realised what it was.

       Suddenly she knew what was going on and she grabbed my arm. “Hold on Joseph, I don’t think she is sick.”

      I stopped and looked at her.

      “She’s my mother. I can hear……”

      She put her finger to her lips and we quietly listened again.

      A slightly louder moan confirmed she was right. The two women next-door were having some kind of sex session. We listened for a few more minutes as the sounds ended in a soft cry and we both knew that my mother Greeshma had just cum. There were a few words between them, a giggle and then all went still.

      We were a bit surprised that they actually were doing something like that. Well I know I was. I had been shocked a few times that week, what with her turning up at camp again, then going nude like us. I know Shanti was surprised at her Mum too but then I kind of saw the funny side of that. Now she knew how I felt.

      But going around nude was different to what had just happened in the next tent. This was going too far I thought. I started to complain about it but Shanti just held her finger to her lips again.

      “It is none of our business, Joseph,” she told me.

      “But she is an old lady, doing……”

      “Doing what Joseph. Nothing more than we just did.”

      “But I need to talk to her. Tell her…..”

      “Tell her what? What are you going to say?”

      “Well, I…..”

      “Oh, Mummy dear. You are too old to have orgasms. She’ll just laugh at you, Joseph. Or be pissed that you were listening to them.”

      “First thing tomorrow I’m going to send her home.”

      “And what good will that do. If they are playing here, they most likely are at home too.”

      “I suppose you are right.”

      “Damn right, I’m right! Now come and have a shower with me. I need someone to wash my back.”

      That got my attention.

      We got up to go take the shower together and clean up after our love-making. What we had been doing and what we had heard in the tent next-door had now kind of got me turned-on again. When we reached the shower block I wanted her to join me in the men’s shower room but she would have none of that. So when she said no I decided to join her in the ladies instead. At 2am in the morning, there was not much chance that anyone would walk in on us.

       Well, the shower became a bit more heated after some touching and feeling and rubbing our bodies against each other. Suddenly I picked her up and pressed her against the concrete wall. She gasped at the cold of the concrete but it didn’t take much to line ourselves up and soon I was driving my cock into her.

       It wasn’t the most comfortable position but with the thrill of where we were doing it and the chance we might get caught, it was exciting sex. It didn’t take us long to get going and with the way my shaft was pressing against her clit, I soon realised she was on the verge of cumming too.

       Then suddenly we heard voices. We should have broken apart then but we just stopped moving with her legs still wrapped around my hips and my cock deep inside her. The voices stopped outside and then it seemed they had moved on. Well, I thought that. Actually, they came inside to where Shanti and I were in the open shower together. It was a guy and a girl and they saw us straight away. 

       “Opps,” said the guy. “Sorry, we didn’t know you were here.”

       His partner just giggled.

       Then to my surprise, Shanti replied. “We are almost finished, you don’t need to go.”

       That girl was always so bold. Anyway, if she wanted me to finish, I might as well finish. I began pumping into her again. I looked up to see them standing there watching us for a while until suddenly Shanti cried out as she cum. I heard the girl giggle again and they walked right past us and down to the end shower. After that what was happening, what that pussy was doing to my cock, sort of took all my attention again. It didn’t take much longer and I was ready to cum. I think knowing we were being watched might have helped too.

       “I’m cumming,” I moaned into her ear as my climax hit me.

       I grunted, gave a few last big thrusts into her and began filling her pussy another time for that night.

      When I had finished she slipped off me and stood in front of me. Putting her arms around my neck she reached up to kiss me full on the lips, pressing her body against me as she did. It was a good kiss, a sexy kiss with her breasts pressed against me like that. I was still feeling so horny that it became a long, passionate kiss as well.

       We broke apart and I looked towards the couple at the far end. I would have thought they would have still been watching our little show but no, they were putting on a little show of they own. She was now on her knees in front of him. She was giving him a hot sexy blow-job under the shower.

       While we dried ourselves off, we watched while she continued working on him. She glanced up and saw us watching before she returned to what she was doing. Now she had him deep in her mouth and we could see by the way her lips and cheeks were moving that she was sucking him. Her hands had come up to him, one pumping his shaft while the other was holding and tickling his balls. He was holding her head while he stood there, his eyes closed. It was a rather hot show to watch.

        Once we were both dry we were ready to return to the tent.

       “Have fun you guys,” I called to them with a laugh.

        He opened his eyes and waved to us but she carried on with what she was doing.

        I was ready to leave but Shanti pulled my arm. She wanted to stay and watch. Naughty girl! So for a few more minutes, we stood there watching.

        She was really giving him the works, pumping his cock while she continued to suck. By now he was breathing harder then we heard him gasp. I knew he was cumming. She still had him in her mouth, taking everything he gave her.

         Finally, he finished and she pulled away from him. She looked over, saw us still watching and smiled, cum running out of her mouth. Yes, it was sexy to see and I enjoyed the fact that they were willing to join in with some fun of their own. 

       We left the shower block, heading back to my tent.

       “That was a surprise,” I said. “I wasn’t expecting them to do that.”

       “I don’t think they were expecting us either,” she laughed.

       We walked on a bit then she added, “Maybe we are starting a new trend at this camp – mid-night sex in the showers.”

        We both laughed at that as we walked back along the drive to our camp.

        As we went past the tent next-door there was no sound other than one of them gently snoring. It was obvious there would be nothing more going on there tonight.  

       Most of the cooking was done outside under a plastic cover we hung from the camper to a couple of trees. This gave us some cover from the sun and any light rain showers. The cooking was either on gas cookers or the open fire.

       One morning we were helping Shanti cooking breakfast and while Sharon was doing bacon and eggs on the cooker, I was doing sausages over the fire. Of course, there was a kettle of water for tea and coffee on the second cooker. When we were ready the guys came past as we were serving the food on to their plates.

       “Hey! What’s this?” Peter said looking down at his plate.

       “What?” Shanti asked.

       “Shanti, I have heard of you girls going down and eating a guy but don’t you think this is a bit much?”

      “What do you mean?” she asked again.

      “Here look at this thing on my plate.”

       He held his plate out to her and the sausage she had placed there had an interesting shape. It looked like a big penis complete with the split in one end too.

       She laughed. “How did that get there? You guys better check. One of you might be missing something,”

      This caused the girls to burst out laughing but I don’t think any of us guys saw the funny side of her joke.

      “Do you expect me to eat this!” he said.

      “Why not!  Fresh meat! It’s good for you.” 

      “Shanti!” her husband Mike said. “Behave yourself.”
      "I eat cock all the time," Jenny added.

      “Maybe a bit of sauce might help,” said Sharon, holding a bottle of sauce in her hand.

      We all thought she was going disguise the shape with tomato sauce and so Peter held his plate for her. Suddenly she picked up a bottle of mayonnaise and squirted a blob of the white cream at the end, by the slot. I laughed so much when I saw it. It looked so much like the big cock had just cum. But unfortunately, Peter did not see the funny side of it.

       “That’s it!” said Peter, putting his plate down in front of me. “I’m not eating that.”

       “OK,” Shanti replied. “Get yourself another plate. I’ll eat it.”

       She took his plate, added a squeeze of tomato sauce and sat down to eat it. I notice she did tease him a bit by taking it in both hands and holding it to her mouth while she licked around the end and sucked it until Mike told her off again.

      We were finished breakfast and were clearing things away when Shanti made another funny remark.

       “I must say a big fat cock is a nice way to start the day. Ha! Ha!”

      All I could say was, “Shanti sometimes I think you’re a total worry. I don’t know how Mike puts up with you!

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