Camp X-TA-C

Even as Cheryl began making her way back to her seat, she was congratulated by several people who continued to stand applauding her performance. Once again, she stopped in front of Joy, giving her friend a warm affectionate little kiss on the cheek, then smiled wickedly at Dale as well as her husband as she took her seat between them.

"So, did you like that?" she asked glancing down at her husbands swollen stiff member. "I guess you did!" she laughed kissing him.

It took a moment longer to quiet down everyone, but once again Marsha was seen taking center stage. "Well, I'm pretty sure we all know who the winner will be of the "tell" portion of the program, but to make it official, we'd still like all of you to go ahead and vote now, using your keypads. We'll announce both of tonight's winners a bit later. But now, we'd like to introduce our first daring couple of the evening..."

There were a number of available props that each of the contestants were allowed to choose from. The first couple had chosen a simple chair, with the husband or boyfriend sitting down while his female companion mounted him with her back towards the audience. And though it was indeed interesting as well as arousing to watch them actually doing it, Dale couldn't help but compare Cheryl's solo performance as being even more exciting than this. He did give the couple credit however as they did shift positions, and even replaced the chair in a sideways position. Having only a ten-minute time frame to work with, it did keep the action pretty fast-paced or boring, not that watching someone live was or could actually be boring, but even some porn movies tended to get that way for him.

"That wasn't too bad," Bob stated afterwards.

"What? Their performance or me stroking your cock?" Cheryl asked him playfully. Even in the dimly lit atmosphere of the room Dale could see that Bob was blushing furiously. He had also noticed that twice now, one of the camp officials had walked by their isle, taking notes in his book and smiling in their direction.

"Maybe its time I gave you a little pleasure too!" Dale told his wife.

"I was hoping you would," she said seriously. "I have to admit, between Cheryl's story and that last couple, I'm sitting here on the edge!"

The very next couple out was a bit of a surprise, though it shouldn't have been perhaps. Two women came out on stage and placed a comfortable looking air mattress down, to which they then took up positions in an erotic little '69' and began pleasuring one another. And though it was curiously interesting to watch, for no other reason than it was two women, unfortunately, there really wasn't much else to be seen or enjoyed. Finally with just a couple of minutes to spare, one of the women scooted back, now hand-slapping her partners pussy with fairly resounding pat-slaps of her hand. Something she seemed to be more than enthusiastically enjoying, suddenly crying out with needed release, and urges for her partner girlfriend to slap her friend's pussy even harder.

"Wow! Now that's hot!" Dale admitted openly.

"Yes, it is!" Joy said in agreement, even as she lifted her legs, resting them on the back of the seats in front of them, spreading herself even more openly, more lewdly than she ever had been. "Do that to me!" She told Dale wantonly. "Slap my cunt!"

Dale was both shocked as well as surprised by his wife's newfound boldness, but he found himself doing just that, hearing the murmurs of surprised delight coming from their two friends who sat watching him as he did, along with several others sitting around them as well. Dale even took note of one of the 'officials' once again walking by, stopping and actually watching the two of them for several long moments, even as the performance on stage ended.

"Maybe the two of you should enter this thing!" Cheryl quipped playfully. "Watching you two was even more exciting than watching the two of them!"

Dale was surprised when he found himself half-tempted. Never before in his life did it seem that he'd ever been 'this' horny before. Nor could he remember Joy being this aroused before either. She'd never been shy in their love-making to be sure, and usually quite vocal as well especially during the throes of climax. But to watch her, see her totally and completely abandon herself in this way with so many looking on as she did, gave him a sense of pride as well as a new-found appreciation for his wife's thrilling sexuality.

By the time the last performer was announced for the evening, Dale was on the verge of exploding. He and Dale had alternated turns pleasuring one another as they watched; delighted with the way the evening had turned out, much to Dale's surprise.

"And last...but certainly not least, a returning member from last year, Janet Farnsworth!"

"A solo?" Dale wondered aloud.

There was a cheering round of applause at the announcement of her name. Obviously several others who were sitting in the audience remembered her.

"This should be interesting," Cheryl wondered once again glancing down at Dale's hard stiff erection which Joy continued to slow stroke. "Though...this certainly has been as well," she added with a teasing laughter, shared with Joy as she nodded her head in agreement.

"Damn anxious to get back to the Tipi!" she stated seriously.

"I know what you mean!" Joy confirmed. "Looking forward to it."

"Me too," Cheryl smiled with a sly wink.

Dale saw her do that, and couldn't help but wonder. Not that they hadn't been in the same room and made love in front of one another before, but they'd all been a bit tipsy then, and not nearly as horny as he was sure they all were now.

"Damn!" Bob moaned, redirecting all their attention back on stage.

Janet, as they now knew her to be called, had begun with what appeared to be a nice sexy little solo finger-fuck masturbatory session. And Dale certainly enjoyed seeing that, often encouraging Joy to do so for him whenever she could, so he did find it erotic to watch, obviously as had many others.

Janet had large breasts too, perhaps even a bit larger than Joy's. But she certainly had much larger nipples. Even at this distance, Dale could see their firmness, especially when she would take one of them between her fingers, pinching, and then pulling on it, lifting it up and away from her breast, taking her breast with it and letting it hang there as she continued teasing it, simultaneously still working the depths of her pussy with her other hand.

"Ohhh, I bet that hurts so goo!" Cheryl shuddered with enthusiasm. "I wish MY nipples were that big!"

"Me too!" Joy admitted. "But I like having mine pulled on like that too, don't I honey?"

"Huh?"

"Never mind...just pinch my nipples, hard!" she said as Dale began doing so without really realizing that he was.

At that moment, a little red light appeared on both sides of the stage, signaling to the participant that they had less than a minute's time remaining. As though on cue however, and perfectly timed, Janet began that all too familiar hand-slapping technique to herself, doing so rapidly several times, then stopped suddenly. There was almost a hushed whisper that circulated the room at that point, then in the next instant, a fiery stream of clear fluid suddenly shot up into the air spilling forth from the woman's cunt as she ejaculated, slapping herself once, twice again, then spewing another even more forceful jettison of her female spunk high into the air.

"Holy shit!" Dale heard himself exclaim. "Did you see that?" He glanced over towards his wife who was at this point smacking her own cunt in a similar fashion, and he knew by the look in his wife's face, that though she might not be ejaculating the way that Janet had just finished doing, she was riding high on the waves of her own glorious orgasm.

#

They soon funneled out of the auditorium and began making their way back to their own Tipi. As expected, Cheryl had indeed won for best story telling, and Janet with her solo performance. But of interest, it wasn't the sound of Crickets that filled their respective ears on the way back, but the sound of love making that was beginning to occur throughout the entire camp.

"Are we that noisy?" Dale kiddingly asked his wife as they walked back between two of the individual units that were making particularly interesting sounds at the moment as they passed. And even more note-worthy, one of them had a nice large fire going, that easily silhouetted the couple inside as she sat atop her lover, thrusting herself up and down upon him furiously.

"Maybe a small fire," Joy whispered over to Cheryl as they walked, then giggled knowingly.

To the guys surprise, once inside their spacious Tipi, it was at the girls suggestion that they move all their bedding closer together.

"What are the two of you up to anyway?" Dale wondered asking. The girls simply looked at one another, nodding their heads. He had known earlier they'd been discussing something in secret.

"Well, we both know how much we all enjoyed that evening together."

Bob and Dale both knew of course to which evening the girls were referring. They had talked about it the entire next day on the golf course.

"Yeah? So?

"So...we also know that you've 'both' hinted at maybe doing it again, or more to the point, doing a lot more than we did that night."

They had talked about it of course, though Dale hadn't thought it to be something Joy would consider very seriously.

"And?"

"Well honey...I know you would love to taste Cheryl's pussy, just as I would..."

Now that was something he hadn't been expecting.

"And I would also enjoy pleasuring Bob too, unless he or you have any objections about that."

The girls stood together arm in arm looking towards their husbands. Dale turned sheepishly towards Bob. "So-k with me, if it's Ok with Bob here," he managed to stammer.

Bob answered by way of bending over in order to begin moving the beds.

"Just as I thought," Cheryl laughed as the girls began helping them.

They had started a small, but very warm fire. Then much to their surprise and pleasure, the girls quickly positioned themselves in such a way that Dale found himself at first licking Cheryl's sweet pussy while his wife was sucking on him. Likewise, Bob was enjoying himself with Joy's sweet cunt, having his own cock attended to by Cheryl as they formed a very relaxed and very comfortable daisy chain upon their now very large sized bed. After a time they switched places and Dale felt Cheryl's mouth engulfing his rigidly stiff member for the first time.

"Who'd have thought?" He spoke. "Camp X-TA-C!" he near cheered.

"Shut up and fuck me," Cheryl told him a moment later. So he did.

#

They had taken a late breakfast after sleeping in, though not before first showering in the open-aired communal shower. But even that had proven to be stimulating, as Dale had found himself standing next to Janet as they washed.

"Mind doing my back?" she had asked him, though she also sought Joy's approval simultaneously.

Joy grinned, giving her approval. "Sure did enjoy your performance last night," she told the woman.

"Thank you, and I enjoyed your story," she said addressing Cheryl. "That gave me all the incentive and excitement I needed in order to have a nice hard fluid orgasm!"

"Boy I'll say!" Joy enthusiastically agreed. "Wish I could do that, Dale would love it!"

"Oh but honey...you can! Hell, I couldn't, or didn't until three years ago, the first time I came up here to camp. But I took that course they're offering. In fact, its the one that's scheduled for this afternoon in fact."

Joy remembered looking over the schedule. "That masturbation class?" she asked.

"Yeah, that's it."

"We really didn't consider it seriously," she mused. "That's one area that neither Dale or I seem to have any problem with doing."

"Oh honey...its not a class for people who have problems enjoying it, it's a class for people who DO enjoy it, and who can learn so much more in order to enjoy it even more than they already are. The four of you really should sign up for it, I'm going to be there myself!"

"Well hell, in that case," Joy left off saying.

"Now...mind doing my breasts too?" she asked with a sly wink towards the two girls.

"Maybe they should each do one," Cheryl suggested with a laugh. But the boys had already agreed to that very same idea.

#

Frankly, Dale was surprised to find that so many people had signed up for the class. There were at least sixteen people in attendance all total. And the fact that the class was being held in one of the larger sized Tipi's made it even more interesting as they had all been instructed to form a perfect circle around their instructor as she stood in the middle of them.

Dale noted that she was obviously Native American, with long dark braided hair that fell well down past the middle of her back. Her skin was copper-toned, smooth looking without a trace of hair anywhere, causing her near fully exposed femininity to puff out invitingly so.

"Now then, before we begin, is there any one here that doesn't want me to touch them? Male or female?" she asked.

Taking a quick survey around the room, she noticed that no one seemed to object to her statement though there was a nervous chittering from a few.

"Good, because we're here to have fun and not offend anyone," she stated simply. "And hopefully, with what I'm here to show you today, and with what you'll experience here today, will prove to be both a rewarding as well as very pleasurable experience! Now then, lets start off with the guys shall we? Lets begin by getting those cocks all nice and hard!"

Embarrassment shown all around, but only briefly. One by one, either through their own doing, or through the help of their respective partners, each of the guys in attendance was soon fully erect. Joy couldn't help but find the many differences amongst them both arousing as well as interesting. There was virtually every size and shape of cock imaginable. One or two were enormous, others were thicker or fatter, a few shorter but still hard as a rock. Each one in its own way unique and wonderfully aroused.

Satisfied, the instructor took another quick survey off all the proudly displayed pricks in hand. "Wonderful!" she commented. "Now, the first technique I am going to show you, which some of you may already know, but for those of you who don't, it's still enjoyable to watch. Now, I'd like a volunteer to come stand next to me for a demonstration, then I will come around and demonstrate the technique on each of you individually as well, and show your partners how to do it, and also explain why."

To his surprise, Joy actually volunteered her own husband before anyone else had gotten up enough courage to do so themselves. Before he even knew what he was doing, Dale found himself standing in the center of attraction with everyone else looking on.

After first applying a small dab of lubrication to his prick, "Sonny" as she was called, then took Dale's member in hand and began her demonstration.

"Now I call this...the 'twist top,'" she stated simply. "It's not a motion designed to produce orgasm, we're along, long way from wanting to do that here. But...it IS designed to tease, as well as to further stimulate and increase the sensitivity and pleasure to the nerve endings on the tip of the male organ."

To be honest, Dale found himself wildly aroused by this otherwise embarrassing ordeal. To have this attractive and seductively looking instructor standing there holding on to his cock while she slowly turned him about the small circle they stood in as she performed her technique, was erotically stimulating beyond words. Even the looks on the faces of those who watched him were curiously fascinating. Many watched with serious expressions, though some with hidden lusty smiles, each one however enrapt with keen observations.

"Now the trick is, to firmly, but gently twist just the head of the penis much like you were taking the twist top off the end of a bottle. So I want each of you to grasp your partner's penis, hold the nice hard stem much like a bottle, then with just the tips of your fingers holding onto the tip, twist it about half way, letting go, then clasping and twisting it again. Your partner should at this point be willing to tell you to either do it harder, or a bit softer, dependant upon their level of enjoyment."

Obviously Dale had frequently masturbated himself, though unless doing so as part of the game he and Joy played together, it was otherwise mostly for a quick stress relief. He certainly preferred it when Joy pleasured him with her own hands, and was enjoying the sensation of this particular technique, which he had performed upon himself on occasion, but not with the sensations that he was currently experiencing. He noticed that both Joy as well as Cheryl were watching with pure and total concentration, even taking turns on Bob's cock as he benefited from the experimentation from both women.

The instructor again noticed the participation and progress of the entire group. "Very good...now, lets try going in the opposite direction!"

As there was actually one woman there without a partner, the instructor then invited her up to perform the technique on him. Which she happily did. And to which Dale happily succumbed. He was truly finding this bit of exhibitionism to be quite stimulating, and felt the first pearly drippings of precum to begin oozing from within the tip of his prick as the young single female continued her twist top technique.

"Oh good!" The instructor stated, noticing this first pleasurable release of fluid. "Once you begin to see the appearance of lubrication, I will show you another very teasing, and pleasurable technique."

Dale had half-hoped she would continue with him, but many of the other men in attendance had by now began producing this same horny fluid as well. Thanking him for his participation, she then allowed Dale to rejoin his own partner, selecting another.

"Enjoy that?" Joy teased him as he settled down beside her. "I certainly did!" she added winking at him. "That was fucking hot to watch!"

"It was fucking hot to feel!" he admitted to his wife.

After their instructor had demonstrated several more interesting little techniques, she then asked everyone to stand. "And finally, before we move on to the women, while we have so many differing men here with us, I would like, with the men and women's permission of course, to invite you all ladies to walk a circle around our men here, take a moment or two to get a feel or sense of some of the differences, practicing one or two of the techniques you've been given here. Don't be afraid to ask each of our willing participants if they like what you're doing or how they prefer it. Remember ladies, just like we are, men are equally as different in their sensitivity levels as well, so don't be afraid to ask them and find out."

Once again, it was amazing to Dale to feel the touch of so many hands upon him. Some barely so soft in touching that he barely felt it, others much firmer, more inquisitive or exploratory.

"Bet you're enjoying this aren't you?" Cheryl asked as she finally came back around with Joy still practicing on another gentleman, one who had a rather enormous looking phallus.

"As you will be, I'm sure," Dale chided her back.

#

Once everyone had settled down once again, their instructor began speaking. "Ok now it's the ladies turn. And I'd like to begin with introducing a very special friend of mine, and someone who has been coming here for the past three years. Not too surprisingly, it was Janet who then entered their Tipi and formally introduced. "Ok, who here among you has had what we lovingly call a female ejaculation? Show of hands?"

Dale noticed that perhaps a third of the women present either said they had in the past, or could frequently do so.