Camping on Nude Day

"It feels good," Jared said, wrapping a hand around Claire's chest and grabbing her tits. Her nipples were rock hard pebbles beneath his hand. Remembering what she liked best, he used both hands, one for each tit. He lightly pinched, rolled and pulled on her nipples.

"Oh yeah," Claire moaned, squirming down on top of him and taking him deeper.

"As soon as she gets me hard, I'm going to fuck her," Ricky announced. No one seemed to care.

Jared slipped a hand down Claire's trim body, past her stomach and between her legs. He wormed his fingers against her clitoris and caressed her in time with her bouncing. "Oh fuck," Claire purred and she picked up her pace. Jared knew what that meant and rubbed her faster. He trapped her swollen clit between his index and middle finger, squeezing his fingers together as she fucked him. "Oh yes!" Claire cried out, sounding more like Rayne with her volume. "YES!" and she lost her rhythm as her orgasm clutched at her body with its own need.

She collapsed on top of Jared. Her pussy clutched at him with slower and weaker clutches until her moment had passed. When she pulled away, she stared at him for a long moment with a stunned look in her eyes. She gave him a wistful smile. Jared smiled, uncapped the Jack Daniels and took another sip. Being naked and hard in public no longer felt strange.

Once Ricky grew hard again, Rayne spun and mounted him. Claire picked up the bottle of Jack Daniels, and she took several small sips as she watched them fucking. Rayne was her usual self when it came to announcing the arrival of her climax. When she finally pulled away, she left Ricky in the same condition as Jared, hard and wet looking.

Laughing like nymphs, the women charged back to the stream for another dip. Jared and Ricky followed after them, sporting hard-ons all the way to the water. The cool water eased the intensity of their swollen members. "I want to fuck on those rocks you and Claire visited yesterday," Rayne announced, grabbing Jared by the hand and leading him upstream.

"Guess we'll be back," he said, laughing and following after her. After the first bend in the stream, they were two naked people wearing nothing more than water shoes and smiles.

"Ricky is so funny," she told him as they worked their way upstream. Jared didn't share his opinion. He found Ricky boorish and full of bravado. Rayne rambled on about supposedly funny things Ricky had said at different points in their camping trip. As he listened, he wondered again what Claire saw in him. Was it his muscles? As far as Jared could tell, it wasn't Ricky's intellect.

"We could hear you when we were in the tent," Rayne said, splashing through the shallower parts of the water and kicking droplets of water against her golden tan. That brought Jared back into the moment. "Did Claire really say you were boring in bed?" He nodded and Rayne added something confusing, "She misses you."

"Right," Jared said, uncomfortable with the conversation.

"She should. You eat pussy better than she does."

"I've had more practice," he grinned and made a step upstream before Rayne stopped him.

"Do you love me?" she asked.

Jared thought he did a good job maintaining his poker face. "I love liking you," he offered, hoping that was enough. It was a big question and one he had wrestled with since she had said it. Rayne studied him for a long time and Jared braced for whatever would happen next. He didn't expect it to be good and, at first, it felt as if he was right.

"You're a big idiot," she said, except the look on her face was wrong. She didn't look angry. Instead, after saying that, her face broke into a big smile. She surprised him with a big kiss. "And sometimes you're the smartest person I know."

"Okay, I'm lost," he said, very confused and feeling very far away from being bright.

"Because I love liking you, too," she sang. Her smile faded a bit when she grabbed his cock and squeezed it. Looking serious, she said, "Though I do think I love this." She kept rubbing him. "And this," she added, kissing him. "Oh, and these," she said, grabbing his hand and kissing his fingers. "And this, too," she said, laying his hand against the middle of his chest.

"Ricky's better built," he said, unsure if he was supposed to say something or not.

"I meant your heart, silly." Throughout her inventory, she had never stopped caressing him and it showed. Jared felt the shallow water rushing around his ankles as he wondered how to reply.

"Thank you?" he tried. She gave him another kiss before pulling him towards a series of flat rocks amongst a rapid. She sat and he did, too. The water circled around his body, played with his bare balls and kept him hard. "Do you think I'm boring in bed?" he asked.

Rayne laughed. "You're the best lover I've ever had." There was that "L" word again. "That's what I just tried telling you. I love making love to you." Her repeated use of the word love worried him until she added, "But I know I don't love you. Like you said, I love liking you, but that's different, isn't it?"

"Yeah," he said. He picked up a flat rock and tried skipping it. It sank instead. That felt like his love life.

"Do you think Claire loves Ricky?"

"I don't know," he said. He knew he hoped not. "What do you think?"

"Then let's go back," she said, standing up and holding out her hand to him.

"I thought you wanted to fuck on those rocks."

"Change of plans," she said. Confused, he walked with her. After a few minutes, they reached the last bend of the stream before the camping site. Rayne stopped, dropped to her knees in the water and sucked on Jared. It only took a few bobs of her head to make him completely hard again. "That's better," she said, standing and walking again. After the bend, they returned to the campsite with Jared sporting a hard-on.

"That didn't take long," Ricky said. The two of them were still sitting near the tents. Claire was reading a book. Ricky's hard-on had faded.

"I like the scenery here better." Claire tucked down the corner of her book and set it aside with a curious smile on her face. Claire's looked summed up how everyone else felt, too. Ricky did the best job at guessing her intentions by tugging his prick back to life. In a few more moments, he wouldn't need the extra help.

Rayne directed Jared to a lawn chair. She picked up the bottle of Jack and fed Jared another sip before taking one for herself. After setting the bottle aside, she smiled at Jared. "Is this seat taken?" she asked. She slid herself over his hard cock. "Mm, I like this chair," she giggled, squirming against him. She bounced up and down a few times as their audience watched with amused looks on their faces.

"You came back to camp for an audience?" Claire asked.

"I'm sorry, is this rude?" she asked, standing and leaving behind Jared's hard, wet cock.

"You can sit over here if you'd like," Ricky said.

Jared had no idea what kind of game Rayne was playing or even if she was playing a game. Without more information, he tended to take people at face value. His best guess was the same as Claire's, Rayne wanted an audience.

"Gosh, they both look so good, don't they?" Rayne asked, standing and staring between the two men. "Which one should I choose?"

"Mine," Ricky said, earning raised eyebrows from Claire. He grinned as if suggesting he was only kidding.

"Your choice," Jared replied.

"My, my, what interesting answers," Rayne said before sitting down in the empty chair between them. Jared didn't know what else to do, so he laughed. When Claire laughed with him, he felt as if had made the right choice. Ricky was last to laugh.

"Tease," he muttered.

"No, I think this is teasing," Rayne said, twisting around in her lawn chair and making full use of it. She raised a foot into the seat, turned towards Rick and began rubbing herself. "I mean, with two hard cocks and I think an eager mouth . . ." She looked at Claire, who nodded. ". . . It doesn't make any sense for me to do this, does it?" She played with her tits, too. "Unless I'm just showing off or trying to drive someone crazy."

"Two can do that," Ricky said, stroking his cock.

"Yeah, but if I get off, I'm not wasting an orgasm. I'm just warming up."'

"Then go for it," he said, putting his hands on his thighs and allowing his cock to openly throb for all to see. Rayne's reply was to keep doing what she was doing. Ricky watched for a few moments longer before picking up the bottle of Jack and taking another swig.

"Careful," Claire cautioned him. "You'll get drunk too early, have another orgasm and then pass out for the night." It sounded as if she was speaking from firsthand experience.

"This is torture," he said, unable to take his eyes off Rayne's very personal manipulations of her most intimate body parts. "Maybe we can give her something to masturbate to."

"I'm fine," she said, shaking her head.

"Besides, I think we already are," Jared suggested. Both girls giggled, and he felt good because he had guessed another one right. He wasn't immune to Rayne's play. His cock was every bit as hard as Ricky's, though his view wasn't quite as dead on. It didn't matter. He could see enough. If Rayne wanted to tease, he would let her. He thought it was as much fun as it was frustrating.

"Remember when you gave me the shocker?" Rayne asked Rick. She changed something about how she was touching herself, something Jared couldn't see, but he saw Jared's eyes going wide. "That felt so good," she purred.

"You're missing it, dude," Ricky reported.

"I'm fine," Jared said and he caught how Claire smiled at his answer.

"Does he ever give you the shocker?" Rayne asked Claire.

"Sometimes."

"Do you like it?"

"Sometimes."

"Ever wish he'd do more than that?"

"I know he does," Claire giggled though she looked flushed. Jared saw how her nipples looked long and hard. He noticed her squirming before she parted her legs and began rubbing her clit, too. "It's okay if I do more than watch, isn't it?"

"More eye candy for me," Rayne cooed, watching Claire. "You tasted so good this afternoon."

"Mm, you too," Claire purred. She rocked a nipple between her thumb and forefinger while keeping her other hand between her legs. "It's been too long since I did that."

"I'll let you do it anytime you want." She glanced over her shoulder at Jared. "Is that okay with you?" He nodded. How would that be different than the other stuff Rayne already did?

"It's okay with me, too, if I can watch," Ricky groaned.

"You get to watch right now," Rayne said.

"I want to do more than watch."

"How much more?" she asked.

"Everything more."

"Do you want to fuck me?"

"God yes," he moaned as his cock throbbed.

"Maybe fuck me here?" she asked and Jared could guess she didn't mean her pussy.

"Please," Ricky gasped.

"Or maybe you just want to eat me. Would you do that for me?"

"I'd rather fuck you."

"So many conditions," Rayne giggled. "I don't think it would be fair if I fucked you again."

"Why not?"

"Because I've only fucked my boyfriend once since we got here. If I fuck you again, then would make twice for you and only once for him."

"So?" Ricky asked before catching himself. "I mean, you always get to fuck him, you know?"

"I know, I like fucking him. He usually fucks me two or three times a night."

Claire looked surprised. She glanced at Jared and mouthed a single word, Really? He grinned and shrugged. He didn't think now was the time to explain their arrangement. Either way, Claire smiled and rubbed herself faster. Ricky tried saying something about how he would fuck Rayne four or five times a night. Claire threw her head back as if she was going to burst out laughing before shaking away the expression.

"Give me a second," Rayne said. "I'm almost there." She fingered herself faster and Jared could hear the wet, smacking sound her fingers made against her wet pussy. His cock throbbed harder. It sounded so sexy. "Oh yes!" she moaned. "Yes! Here it comes!" And the rest of the sounds she made weren't words at all.

"Fuck that was hot," Ricky said, stunned.

"I still want more," Rayne told him.

"Can I help?"

"Want to go for a walk?" she asked, standing and stretching.

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know, maybe those rocks?"

"I thought you said you like an audience."

"I lied," Rayne said holding out her hand for him. She stopped at Jared's chair whispered in his ear, "Have fun," before she kissed him and headed towards the banks with Ricky. "Now how many times did you say you could do me?" she asked him.

"Twice more if she's lucky," Claire muttered. "And if he has a chance to rest in between." She smiled at Jared. "I came, too," she revealed.

"I saw," he said and he had, but in the shadow of Rayne's performance, Claire's orgasm felt secondary.

"Will you let me help you out with that?" Claire asked, gesturing at his hard cock.

"Yes," he said without hesitation.

"Is it okay if we do by the water?"

"I can't promise I'll last long."

"That's okay," she said and took his hand as they walked towards the blankets still sitting on the banks.

"If they change their mind and come back, they'll see us," Jared pointed out.

"That's okay, too," Claire sat on the blankets and patted the empty spot next to her. When they began kissing, her lips felt so familiar to him. He caressed her chest, touching again those hard nipples he liked so much. He appreciated Rayne's chest, except she was bustier than Claire, and he always felt as if more than a handful was waste. He liked that he could completely cover one of Claire's breasts with his hand, and he did, capturing her nipple between his fingers and moving her entire breast. She moaned into his mouth as her hand grabbed at his shaved balls "I want you," she said, pushing him backwards. "I want you deep inside me." He didn't argue.

Claire straddled him in the waning sunlight. The shadows crisscrossing their clearing were long and full. She eased herself on top of him, pressed her hands against his chest and squirmed. "I missed these," he said, pinching both nipples in the way he knew she liked best. Claire's eyes fluttered.

"I thought you said you weren't going to last," she gasped.

"I'm won't," he promised, already feeling his need rising to a fevered pitch.

"Good," she said and ground herself against him instead of thrusting. She rocked hard on him and surprised him by coming with him. He hadn't planned it that. Any control he felt was an illusion, and he knew it. He was amazed he lasted past entry. Instead, he managed lasting until she found another orgasm. They came together, gasping and moaning the entire time. "Fuck, I needed that," she purred, resting her head on his chest. "I can't do this with Ricky."

"Fuck?" he asked, confused.

"No, lay my head on his chest. He's too short, or I'm too tall or something. Anyway, I'm always having to put my head next to his." She squeezed her internal muscles. "Are you still hard?"

"I can be," he said.

"No way," she said, rolling off of him and looking at his spent cock. She squeezed him. "I guess you're a little soft."

"Rayne and I have an agreement. If I fuck her often enough, she won't fuck other guys."

"What about sucking them?"

"We never talked about that," he said with a goofy grin.

"Are you really going to stay hard?" Claire asked, still caressing him.

"My record is five."

"Five what?"

"Five times in one night."

"You came five times in one night?"

"Well, technically the last two happened the next morning, but yeah."

Claire giggled and kissed him.

"Want to do it again?" he asked.

"Yes," Claire said. Jared started out on top. He felt more firm than hard and knew that would change. That's how it happened with Rayne, too. He alternated long, slower strokes with half a dozen faster ones. The combination did a good job at making him hard again. Once he was hard, all the way hard, he suggested they change position.

"Roll over," he said, positioning Claire on her side, facing away from him and spooning against her. He slipped back inside of her and rocked her towards him. He knew this was a good position because it took the pressure off their bodies. Better yet, he could drape his hand over her side and reach everywhere that was important. He played with her nipples, and when it felt as if she was getting close, he slipped his hand between her legs.

"Yes!" Claire said, and he immediately felt her orgasm. He kept stroking, enjoying how it felt.

"More?" he asked. She nodded, and he had her roll on her belly while he climbed between her legs. When she tried moving into a doggie-style, he pushed her down. "No, like this," he said and he pressed against her tiny ass every stroke. That felt really good to him. He leaned over and kissed her neck. He nibbled on her a bit without biting. "I'm close," he said, reaching a point where he could go either way.

"Do it," she said. "Come inside of me again." Jared nodded, even though she couldn't see him do it and began thrusting with greater purpose. Without being told, Claire figured out doing the same thing Rayne would do when they fucked like this. She snaked her hand between her legs and cupped her sex. He could feel her fingers on every stroke and that felt even better.

"Yes," he hissed. "Yes!" and he went rigid for a moment before his orgasm began. "Yeah," he sighed.

"Did you feel me coming, too?" she asked.

"I did," he assured her and pulled away. She rolled over, smiling. He helped her up and they slipped into the water to cool off. Fucking outside on hot days produced a sweat.

"You're still not really soft, are you?" Claire asked, looking at him through the clear water.

"Not really," he said. She motioned for him to stand.

"What if I do this?" she asked and she started sucking him. "Can you get hard again?"

"Probably," he said and watched her sucking him. He missed her shorter hair as he caressed her head. She did a good job on his cock. It felt good and he reacted, slowly his long, fat cock grew hard again. When it did, she pulled away and admired it. "Are you stopping?" he asked.

"Is that okay?"

"Sure," he said. "Are you getting hungry, too?" She said she was and they made their way back to the campsite. They had to stoke the fire again before they could start cooking.

"If Ricky can get hard again tonight, I'll need to fuck him," Claire mentioned.

"Okay," Jared said, unsure why she felt the need to make that announcement.

"What about you?"

"I'll be able to fuck Rayne if she wants it." He wagged his hard cock at her.

"Amazing," she said. "Have you always been like this?"

"Amazing," Claire said and she looked down the clearing. "Well, here comes Studly and your girlfriend."

"Is he still hard?"

"Nope," Claire giggled.

As soon as Rayne reached the camp, she gave Jared a big kiss. "Didn't she take care of you?"

"Twice," he said. "What about you? Did you have fun getting trapped between a rock and a hard-on?"

Rayne leaned close and whispered her reply. "He came once and we spent the rest of the time with him wishing he could get hard again."

Ricky picked up the bottle of Jack. He toasted it towards Rayne. "That's some woman you got there."

"Same to you," Jared said, accepting the bottle from him and taking a sip. He held it up and marveled how half the bottle had vanished during that afternoon. "We might need more of this."

"We only have tonight left," Claire said.

"I'm with Jared," Rayne said and tossed back a healthy swallow of her own.

While they ate and chatted, Ricky kept sipping at the bottle of Jack. After dinner, the girls excused themselves for a trip into the woods. "Even in wild, they do it together," Ricky snorted. He looked drunk.