Camping Curiosity

"Well that didn't work," Charlotte responded in a more shallow sound as she caught her breath trying to not let Jason catch on to her growing arousal.

"I can see that," Jason muttered. Jason and Charlotte tried again several more times to quietly move Ben off of Charlotte and away from that spooning position without waking him. Try as they might, their attempts were unsuccessful. They only succeeded in subsequent efforts to further expose his wife's large breast, and even had her nightgown bunch up over her hips some as Ben's hand kept getting pushed over and across her waist. Having risen over her hips, Jason eventually saw that his wife had chosen to wear a pair of lacy black panties, a thong if he remembered them correctly, and wondered silently why she had chosen those to sleep in. He reckoned it may have been partially as a ploy to pay him back from what he did earlier, so rather than throw fuel on an already bad fire he pushed the thought from his mind. Finally, after several failed attempts, they were able to get Ben's hand to rest on her hip and not stray towards her breast.

"Look, I think this is a compromise for now, besides, he'll probably roll over the other direction before the end of the night and that way, when he wakes up, he won't remember this and we don't have to say anything, okay hun?" Charlotte suggested.

"You're probably right," Jason lamented. "Fine, let's cut this light off before we wake him up and let's get some sleep and we can make different arrangements tomorrow night."

"Oh my god," Charlotte suddenly exclaimed, still in a whispered tone to avoid waking Ben.

"What?" Jason asked almost afraid to know the answer.

"I think he just got a boner. I can feel it poking at me," Charlotte couldn't hold back a giggle as she relayed the information to her husband.

"This isn't funny, we need to just figure out something to stop this now and get it over with even if we have to wake him up," Jason said. Jason's jealousy was increasing with every new trespass against his wife by Ben's unwitting actions.

"Hold on, I think I can fix it dear. Besides, you wouldn't want him to wake up like this and then him be able to hold this whole thing over your head forever would you?" Charlotte asked. Jason swallowed hard as he was unaware of how she had somehow been able to intuitively know exactly what he was afraid of. Charlotte reached behind her back with her left arm and gently tried to push back against Ben's heavy and lifeless body. If Charlotte thought she was aroused before, she had no idea what she was in for. She couldn't help but take the opportunity to grind her mostly naked ass back toward Ben's fully erect cock and to even place her hand over it through his pajamas as she tried to force his manhood away from her body. Charlotte had all manner of sultry thoughts racing through her mind as she tried to gain some space between herself and Ben in a manner that still somehow tried to not jolt him awake. She again surmised that the opportunity to cop a feel on his manhood through his pajamas was a well-deserved cheap thrill after her husband's stunt at the lake, but eventually she managed to try and keep her arousal in check, and grabbed a hold of the waist band of Ben's pajamas and tried to use that as leverage to push him back. Tugging at them created a new and unexpected problem for her, but she did end up creating a bit of distance between her backside and his groin, at least temporarily.

Jason looked on with sweat building on his forehead. It was cool outside, but he felt as though it might as well have been a hundred degrees with all the heat he was feeling from the anxiety, tension, and jealousy coursing through his veins. Jason held the light and blanket up, looking on as his wife manipulated Ben behind her, but her torso blocked his view from being able to see exactly what Charlotte was doing to fix the situation. Jason thought he saw his wife's arm make a stroking motion behind her back, but he convinced himself he must be seeing things. After a few moments went by, he saw his wife suddenly grow still, and then a wide-eyed look of shock come across her eyes and her mouth fell slightly agape but she made no sound.

"What? What happened?" Jason asked.

"His cock just slipped out through the hole in the front of his pajamas and is poking out through it! I guess he must be wearing boxers under it or is going commando under his pajamas. Holy crap, I can feel it sort of poking me in my butt cheeks," Charlotte's initial shock transformed into a stifled giggle and look of amusement.

"Jesus Christ, how'd this just get worse?" Jason asked his wife. Charlotte was somewhat oblivious to his questions though as her mind was reeling from the novel sensation of the hot head of another man's cock pushing against the exposed flesh of her ass. Due to the thin fabric of her thong being the only thing separating his cock from pressing into her ass crack without obstruction, Charlotte was hyper aware of where his cock was pressing against her. What she didn't tell Jason was that she couldn't resist the urge to grab a hold of Ben's long warm cock, and was stroking it gently behind her back away from his view.

"Now what should we do?" Charlotte asked. Charlotte was afraid her husband would catch on to her subtle strokes of Ben's cock, so she stopped and simply held her hand wrapped around its firm girth as it throbbed in her hand. Charlotte didn't know where this was going to end, but she decided she'd enjoy it while it lasted.

"What is your hand doing back there?" Jason asked.

"Nothing really, just trying to keep him from poking into my ass," Charlotte giggled again. To be fair, Charlotte thought she was being pretty truthful with that response. "Ohh," Charlotte let out a quick breath of surprise as Ben again moved in his sleep and changed the whole dynamics of the situation once again.

Ben was an unbelievably heavy sleeper and Jason knew this from the years they spent living together in college. Still, Jason was a bit dumbfounded as he looked on as Ben moved his position again and squeezed and held on to spoon his wife once more. Ben closed the distance between him and Charlotte and pulled his hand up once again to squeeze and hold on to Charlotte's firm breast. He buried his face in her neck and snored a few times before his breathing subsided to a gentle and soft rhythm once more. Jason again watched as a look of surprise came over Charlotte's face. He figured it had something to do with the distance between Ben's groin and Charlotte's ass as he shuffled. Jason wasn't sure why, but he had now developed a full erection himself. Jason wasn't sure he wanted to, but he couldn't help but look down at his wife's thong-covered pussy. There, between her legs, was the angry purple swollen head of Ben's cock, poking out between Charlotte's beautifully smooth, tan, and toned thighs.

"What the fuck, is that his dick between your legs?" Jason asked unnecessarily.

"Yeah," Charlotte confessed. She felt a bit constrained from Ben's arm wrapped around her and she tried to stifle a moan as the sensations were getting to be a bit too much to suppress her arousal. She began circling her ass a bit back towards Ben's crotch and alternately and subtly squeezing her thighs and ass around his shaft and the head of his cock. Charlotte could feel her juices beginning to flow and could already tell her pussy was wet as her underwear felt damp against her labia. The sensation was amplified by Ben's hard cock pressing up against them. Charlotte was a little bit concerned that Jason could see her subtle movements, but she was struggling at this point to remain calm enough to disguise it.

"Charlotte, this isn't anything to laugh about. What has gotten into you?" Jason asked her.

"Nothing yet, but Ben might if he keeps it up," Charlotte teased. "What about you huh?" Charlotte asked before she fumbled at the opening in the front of her husband's pajamas trying to reach inside of them. Jason was caught off guard and tried to fend off his wife's probing fingers and tried to hide his turgid cock from her greedy hands. He felt ashamed that he had an erection despite the inappropriateness of the situation. "Oh wow, look at how hard you are too. You're enjoying this as much or more than I am aren't you? Mmm, is something just in the water out here making all these cocks hard, or is it just little ol' me?" Charlotte whispered to her husband as she stroked her husband's cock having successfully freed it from its flannel restraints.

"Charlotte, what are you doing? Stop, please," Jason tried to grab her wrist to peel off her persistent hand, but Charlotte wasn't having it. She was completely immersed in the oddly inappropriate, yet undeniably erotic sandwich she found herself in.

"Well I'm stuck here between a cock and a hard place and trying to make the best of a situation. Looks like you're enjoying this too," Charlotte couldn't resist adding a little play on words to help try and cut the tension. Charlotte's arousal kept growing after she found her husband was hard and thought maybe she could end up getting away with more than just a cheap thrill.

"Very funny Charlotte. Now let's just...dammit, let's just try and get Ben back away from you before he wakes up and just go to sleep and forget about this whole thing," Jason stuttered and struggled to concentrate on finishing his statement whilst his wife stroked him insistently.

"Having a hard time concentrating dear?" Charlotte cooed quietly at her husband. She could feel him throbbing a bit in her left hand all while she pulled up and down his swollen shaft. "Tell you what, how about we play a game? I'll keep stroking you with my hand, and I'll just squeeze my thighs over Ben's cock, and let's see which of you I can make come first?" Charlotte couldn't hide a guilty and mischievous grin from forming across her lips and immediately started squeezing and flexing her thighs around Ben's cock which remained firmly lodged between her legs.

"What? Are you kidding me right now? What the hell are you thinking?" Jason angrily whispered toward her. For some unexplained reason Jason was still worried about Ben waking up and being able to hold this weird situation against him later on.

"Oh relax, it's not like he's having sex with me, see, look," Charlotte said with some noticeably more labored breathing.

Despite himself, Jason lifted the top of the sleeping bag a little higher and looked back down in the dim light of the lamp to see Charlotte slowly squeezing and rocking back and forth over top of Ben's hard cock. When she pulled forward only the swollen purplish-hued head poked out, planted firmly against the gusset of her thong. When she rocked back a good inch or two the thick veiny shaft became exposed to his view. Beyond his own conscious control, Jason's dick throbbed and jerked in response to the lewd display in front of his eyes and small bit of precum came out of him onto Charlotte's hand.

"See, you think this is kind of hot don't you? I mean, you've always talked about having a threesome with a chick being so hot, isn't this kind of hot too?" Charlotte closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of the heat emanating from Ben's shaft up against her vulva, with only the thin fabric of her thong separating it from her wet pussy.

"No, it's not that I think it's hot, it's just a normal reaction for a guy to seeing something sexual and having his dick tugged on," Jason contested.

"Oh yeah, well you feel like you're getting close to coming. Aren't you? You like it when I'm naughty don't you, you little pervert? How about this? This make you any closer to cumming in my hand baby?" Charlotte asked as she pushed the envelope further. Charlotte was losing all control in light of her own increasing desire and need for sexual release. After asking her question, Charlotte reached down with her right hand and pulled her thong to the side, exposing a small neatly trimmed triangle of hair above her labia that were now in direct contact with the top side of Ben's shaft. Charlotte relentlessly kept sawing it back and forth tightly between her thighs and could feel her own flowing juices spreading across Ben's shaft. Jason looked on horrified and unable to tear his eyes away, like watching a train wreck as he witnessed her wet lips coat a slight sheen of her excitement on the top of Ben's cock and it shone subtly in the dim light. Once again his cock betrayed him and jerked strongly in his wife's hands. She took this as a sign he was as aroused as she was and she gripped her husband's member tighter in her left hand. "I bet I can make him come first. I'll make it quick. It won't go inside me. I just had to move that thong so it didn't rub me raw. You want to race to see if I can get you off first still honey?"

Charlotte's movements had become a bit too amorous, and the building and steady rhythms and manipulation of his cock stirred Ben, but not enough to wake him up. He let out a few quick snoring sounds and fidgeted around, still grasping her breast the whole time while cuddling her in his sleep. In his sleeping state, it almost could have looked cutely innocent the way he appeared to snuggle her from behind if it weren't for the fact that his movements caused a slight change in the angle and when he pulled back close to spoon Charlotte in his unconscious state, Charlotte's wet and extremely aroused pussy was all too willing to accept Ben's cock the moment his head probed and then pierced into her from behind.

"Oh fuck," Charlotte's guttural response came as she slumped forward and shut her eyes and squeezed her husband's dick, momentarily stopping her stroking of his cock.

"What? Charlotte, where'd his dick go?" Jason asked dumbly.

"Oh fuck, he slipped inside, oh god honey, shit that feels good," Charlotte stated.

"What do you mean it slipped inside?" Jason's anxious whispering called out to his wife.

"Oh shit he's fucking me a little bit dear," Charlotte stated matter-of-factly.

"Fucking you a little bit? Are you serious right now? What do you mean a little bit, what the hell does that mean?" Jason's exasperation continued.

"His cock's up in me about halfway I guess." Charlotte had opened her eyes and looked her husband in the eye as she made the statement as plainly as she would inform him the sky was blue. Ben was still miraculously sound asleep despite the odd turn of events. Despite that, his brain still read the physical sensations from having penetrated Charlotte's wet pussy. As a result, Ben unconsciously began humping into Charlotte as his brain encouraged him to grind toward the source of his nocturnal pleasure.

"Oh, only halfway, like that's not a problem. Jesus, is he humping you in his sleep?" Jason's last question was a mix of genuine shock and intrigue. He struggled to understand how Ben possibly slept through all of this, yet, every indication including his occasional snores still indicated he was out like a light.

"Fuck, yeah...oh shit he's fucking me kind of slow and gentle. I don't even think he realizes he's doing it. Holy fuck that's nice and thick and deep," Charlotte cooed as she breathed out slowly as Ben fully penetrated her pussy. Charlotte was trying to suppress her own pleasure, but she was failing miserably. She restarted stroking her husband's cock again, aroused by the fact that he hadn't completely blown up at her and remained rock hard for the duration of her antics. Charlotte started rolling her hips back to meet Ben's shallow and gentle thrusts. With Ben fully penetrating her now, and her left hand full of her husband's cock, Charlotte reached out with her right hand and grabbed a hold of the collar of her husband's t-shirt. The effort it took to try to subdue her own pleasure only amplified her awareness of the sensation of Ben's thrusting dick stimulating the walls of her vagina. This heightened awareness slowly pushed her closer to a pending orgasm.

"Are you enjoying this Charlotte?" Jason's focus had shifted, and he was somehow trying more now to wrap his head around his wife's behavior and thinking than the gravity of the situation itself. Truth be told, Jason wasn't sure why, but he was still trying to wrap his head around why he was unable to put a stop to it and why he remained so hard the whole time. His erection was so firm it ached, and he tried with all he could to hold back the load inside him that was threatening to erupt any second. Jason looked on, amazed at seeing his wife's neatly trimmed pussy as her labia were splayed around the glistening veiny shaft of Ben's cock as it slid in and out of her.

"Yessss! I guess it's what I get for acting so slutty. I can't help it. Oh god, I haven't told you before, but sometimes I just love acting naughty, like a complete slut. I swear, I didn't mean to let it slip in. I just wanted to tease you. Oh fuck, it feels so damn good though watching you watch me. Stroking your cock and knowing how hard you are watching me get fucked. You like watching me don't you baby? It's ok, you can admit you like it," Charlotte implored between muted gasps for breath as she continued to try and keep from raising her voice.

"No I don't like it," Jason said with all the firmness he could muster to try and convince Charlotte. Hearing his own tone, Jason wasn't even sure he convinced himself.

"Yes you do, and I can prove it. It's why your dick throbbed so hard when you first saw his penis poking out from between my thighs isn't it? It's why you started leaking pre-cum and throbbing even more when I rocked on it and it slipped inside of me isn't it? Oh shit, oh baby, I think I'm getting close. Ooooh, I never even thought I could be this naughty. I think he's going to cum inside of me soon. Oh, you like hearing that don't you? That make you want to cum yet honey? Hearing that he's about to erupt inside of me? I'm getting close Jason, I'm going to cum all over his cock, and I'm squeezing him tight with my pussy while I do it." Charlotte's remarks came with increasing urgency with each passing moment.

"He's not wearing a condom," Jason blurted out.

"I'm on the pill, and you said he's clean, he just called you about it earlier this week after his breakup, remember? Oh shit, he's there, he's about to do it I can feel it throbbing honey," Charlotte cried out.

"Shit shit shit shit shit," Jason called out as he started shooting stream after stream of semen into his wife's palm. His wife's declaration that Ben was about to climax pushed Jason over the edge. The intense orgasm came with the usual rush of elation through his body, but given the current circumstances it also came with an odd sense of guilt, shame, and embarrassment about the surreal situation at hand. Jason couldn't understand why the scene that played out before him was so wildly erotic, but now he was soundly settled into a space to begin questioning the consequences of their actions. Jason didn't have long to contemplate that though as the sensation of Jason's hot load covering Charlotte's hand seemed to send her over the edge.

"Mmmmmmmphhhhh" Charlotte squealed silently into her husband's mouth. Feeling her orgasm approaching after Jason erupted into her hand; Charlotte thought to pull her husband in close for a kiss in order to muffle her cries of ecstasy. She tried her best to keep her body stiff as the waves of her orgasm washed over her and the muscle spasms rocked her core and limbs. Even with her best efforts, her legs still shook a bit. Her spasms seemed to be the straw that broke the camel's back for Ben as well. Charlotte felt the rhythmic pulsing of Ben's cock as he came inside of her, coating the lining of her wet pussy with his hot load. The feeling of Ben's orgasm inside of her kept her orgasm riding out for an unusually long time, and Charlotte almost felt overstimulated as her muted cries were muffled by her by embracing her husband in a kiss. Eventually, her orgasm finally started fading. Cruising down from her high, Charlotte finally relinquished her husband's face from her forceful kiss but wasn't done feeling naughty just yet.