Camping Trip at the Lake

Morgan let out an excited squeal and clapped her hands together as she hopped on the spot at the sight of the two men embracing before joining them. She was excited because for the last hour she and Brett, her husband, had been pleading with their friend, Casey, to come on the week-long camping trip they had been planning for months.

Casey had stopped by unexpectedly to let them know he and Samantha wouldn't be able to attend the trip anymore. Samantha's parents had been in a minor car accident. It wasn't serious but she now needed to travel to her hometown for a few weeks to help her parents out around the house as her mom had broken her wrist in the accident.

Casey had told Samantha he wanted to go with her and help her with her parents. He already had time off work for the camping trip but he had revealed to Brett and Morgan that he wanted to go with Samantha because he didn't trust her to remain faithful to him while she was away.

"It's all going to be fine, Case." Morgan said as she looked into his dark eyes, the top of her auburn hair resting somewhere between his elbow and shoulder. Brett removed himself from their three-person celebratory hug as Morgan spoke "Sam will behave, she loves you. We will see you first thing in the morning, yeah?" she rested a reassuring hand on his bicep as she waited for a reply.

"Of course Morgs, no changing my mind now, see you guys". Casey said with a smile as he headed for the door, leaving Morgan standing there missing the feeling of his muscled bicep under her fingers.

"You hate when people call you 'Morgs'" Brett said softly as the door clicked shut

"Do not" she retorted, She did hate it but Casey was different.

"Well, I'm glad he decided to come." said Brett with a puzzled look, thinking about Morgan's odd response. He knew she hated that nickname.

"Yeah, me too."

Morgan thought back to the hurried conversation she had with Sam on the phone while Casey was on the way to their place. Sam had practically begged Morgan to say anything to get Casey to go on the trip. Sam had told her didn't want to be the reason Casey missed out on the holiday and she didn't need his help with her parents, yet Morgan had the idea that Casey may have been onto something when questioning Sam's loyalty.

Morgan looked at her husband, he was only slightly taller than herself with a slim build, he was cute, she thought. Standing there in his grey shirt and sweatpants she couldn't help but compare him to Casey who had stood in the same doorway moments ago. Casey was tall and muscled with a strong jaw that framed his handsome face.

Morgan kissed Brett and moved her body against his so he had no choice but to rest his back against the wall behind him. Her tongue explored his mouth as her hand made its way from his face down his shoulders and arms. As she got to Brett's bicep she remembered the way Casey's had felt so firm in her hand earlier, almost twice the size of Brett's thin arms. This comparison spurned her on as she dragged Brett a few steps to the living area and pushed him onto the couch, after mounting him she kissed him again.

"Morgs" Brett emphasized the word "what's gotten into you?" he jested with a playful smile

Morgan tried to ignore his teasing but her face betrayed her

"See! I knew you hated that nickname."

Knowing Brett had caught her out she realized she needed to playfully change the subject so she slid off Brett's lap to land on her knees at his feet, Brett gave her a surprised look, it wasn't often she would give him head.

"You don't have to sweetie, I know you don't like it much"

'Sweetie' Morgan almost flinched at the sound, a nickname she probably hated even more than 'Morgs'. She knew Brett thought she hated to suck cock, but she didn't, she just didn't like to submit herself to him like that, she wished he would take charge and make her suck his cock but he was far too nice for such a show of dominance.

As Morgan loosened the band of his sweatpants and pulled them down over his knees she watched his semi-hard cock softly twitch in front of her face as it was released from his clothing. Morgan gave Brett a sweet smile before leaning forward and placing her soft lips on the tip of his cock, she could already feel it growing harder against her mouth but in her mind, it wasn't her sweet husband's cock at her lips, it was Casey's. With that thought she opened her lips smoothly into an 'O' shape and began to slowly bob her head on Brett's cock, allowing it to enter slightly further with each repeat of the movement.

Morgan moved the hand that wasn't holding the base of Brett's cock toward her pussy. As her hand entered her shorts and brushed across her trimmed pubes she felt excited at how wet her pussy was at the thought of Casey using her mouth instead of her husband.

As she drove her finger in circles around her clit she could feel herself reaching closer to orgasm each time she bobbed her head on Brett's shaft. She thought of Casey, Imagined him throwing her to her knees placing her head against the wall, and face fucking her until he came in her mouth, the idea of his cum flowing down her throat sent her orgasm over the edge "oh fuuuck" she moaned as she removed brett's cock from her mouth and plunged her fingers into her pussy as she came.

As Morgan stood, she removed her shorts and panties in one move and climbed onto Brett's cock, slowly taking the whole thing inside her pussy in one motion. "Fucking make me cum again baby" she moaned as she easily rode the full length of Brett's cock. She could tell he wouldn't make it, she didn't expect him to after the blowjob she had just given him. No sooner had she had the thought than he started groaning and twitching sharply beneath her, dumping his load deep inside her pussy as she slowed her riding to a standstill.

Still unsatisfied, Morgan gave Brett a small smile, "love you, I'm going for a shower, I'll see you in bed?" she knew she would have to finish herself off in the shower, she was too horny after Casey's visit.

"Of course sweetie, I'm going to make a cup of tea, see you upstairs?" Brett said as Morgan took note of the thoughtful expression on his face.

In their three years of marriage, and two years of dating before that Brett almost always finished before Morgan, sometimes he would finish her off with his mouth or fingers but lately, even that hasn't been enough and Morgan had been less and less subtle about her feelings. She would push him aside and quickly reach for the vibrator to finish herself off, while more often than not she found her mind wandering to other men, and recently one man in particular, Casey.

"I could have kept going if I knew you needed it, love" Brett spoke as he noticed Morgan slipping her vibrator into the top drawer next to the bed.

"That's sweet but I thought I was done, I changed my mind when I got upstairs" Morgan lied to spare her husband's feelings as she peeled back the covers and climbed into bed

"I know I haven't been enough for you lately, like, sexually."

Morgan could tell it was hard for Brett to say that. She knew she hadn't exactly kept her feelings a secret but she loved Brett, he was kind and sweet, he meant everything to her and she was determined to not let their sexual incompatibility ruin what they had.

"Babe I-" Morgan started

"I know you've been thinking about Casey. Whenever we spend any time with him and Sam you can't wait to jump my bones, remember their place the other day?"

Morgan was rendered speechless by Brett's words. She remembered well, they had visited Casey and Samantha's house for a cookout and a lounge around the pool while they discussed the final details of the planned camping trip. A few cocktails later and Morgan couldn't keep her eyes off Casey as he swam lazily in the pool. She fucked Brett in the guest bathroom before dinner, and again that night when they got home a few hours later.

Morgan could tell this thought had been on Brett's mind for some time, she hadn't realized she had been that obvious about her feelings "Honey It's just-" she began.

Brett interrupted Morgan again "It's okay, Like I said I know I haven't been enough for you lately, or maybe even ever. So it's okay, if fantasizing about Casey helps satisfy you then I'm fine with it."

Brett acknowledged the difference in libido between the pair. As he gauged his wife's reaction he wondered if the difference was due to the disparity in their ages. Morgan just had her 24th birthday while he was mere months away from turning 30. He concluded that this likely wasn't the issue.

"Plus, sometimes I kind of think I like the idea of seeing you with someone else" Brett rushed the words as if he didn't get them out as quickly as possible they may not have left his lips at all.

Morgan was taken shocked, she had thought Brett would have a threesome if it was what she wanted, he was good like that. Always thoughtful, sweet, and selfless, it's what she loved about him. However, she never thought he would be the one to suggest it.

"Really?" Morgan's cheeky nature started to surface "You would like to see your best friend fuck me?"

"Well, It couldn't be Casey. I don't think Samantha would approve but if it was someone you liked, sure, as long as I could join in."

Brett was right, Morgan hadn't considered Samantha. Morgan counted sam as one of her friends but at times wasn't particularly fond of her. Even if Morgan was the one who introduced them after she met Sam during a night out clubbing. Even so, Morgan and Sam were somewhat friends and Morgan wouldn't like to jeopardize Casey's happiness.

"Wow, this is a lot to think about." Morgan leaned over and pecked Brett on the lips.

The married couple spent the next hour discussing endless hypothetical situations regarding their newly discovered mutual kink and landed on the decision to explore their fantasy more when they returned from the camping trip. Upon reaching this agreement they were both so turned on that Brett slipped between Morgan's legs and ate her pussy until she came one more time for the night.

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As the couple pulled into Casey and Samantha's driveway at sunrise the next morning the married couple noted Sam's car missing and Casey waiting packed and ready on the front step. "Did Sam leave for her parents early?" Morgan asked as Brett finished helping Casey load his things into the back of their pickup truck.

"Yeah and apparently she needs some time to think about things between us." Casey said bitterly as he climbed into the back of the car

Morgan turned her head to face Casey her eyes wide in surprise, it was obvious he hadn't had an ounce of sleep. She felt pity as she spoke but at the same time, she felt selfish excitement. He didn't seem too upset that she was gone. "Shit, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I was thinking about staying home but I couldn't do that to you guys after how much you begged me to come last night" Casey said playfully "Besides, it will be good to get my mind off things." he said in a more serious tone.

"Wouldn't be the same without you, mate." Brett joined in "If you need anything at all, a chat or anything, just ask. Either of us would be happy to help."

The three of them spent most of the four-hour-long drive criticizing Samantha so much that by the end of the drive Casey's spirits had improved considerably "Maybe there will be some hot backpackers staying near our spot, my tent has room enough for them now" he said jokingly. That's not going to happen, Morgan thought as Brett pulled the car into a small clearing that was surrounded by some trees at the end of the dirt trail he had been driving along for the past 15 minutes.

"Is this it? I thought there was a lake." Morgan didn't hide her disappointment

Casey laughed as Brett answered, "No sweetie, this is just parking. We have to walk the rest of the way".

They each had a hiking bag on and their arms full of equipment as they walked along the small track to the camping spot. Casey led the way with Morgan following behind. She couldn't help but check out his ass and legs, watching his muscled calves contract with each step. "nice scenery?" Brett whispered to her as they broke through the last of the trees and finally reached their destination. Morgan only replied with a sly smile, she had all but made up her mind, she was going to fuck Casey.

A small beach expanded in front of them, surrounded by trees on three sides with a beautiful blue lake opposite them. Morgan let out a small gasp as she was seeing it for the first time.

"We told you it was awesome, didn't we?" exclaimed Casey

Morgan nodded in agreement as they found a small spot to set up camp. "Looks like it's fresh out of hot blonde backpackers though Case." Morgan teased, excited by the idea of having this spot to themselves.

As if he could read her mind Brett spoke "No one else will join us, there are a few more spots like this in either direction, if anyone else is here they will use those."

A smile spread across Morgan's face "Great, well you guys go back to the car and get the rest of the stuff, I will start unpacking."

"Well, you can tell who wears the pants in this marriage." joked Casey

You have no idea Morgan thought as she watched the pair disappear back into the tree line toward the car.

While the boys were gone Morgan took the time to carefully select locations for the pair of tents and began unpacking them. She and Brett's tent was a large nine-person tent with three sections and a large canopy attached outside the entrance to the tent. Casey's tent was a smaller four-person tent that Morgan had placed barely 10 feet away from her tent.

"Little cozy don't you think Morgs?" Casey said as he and Brett returned from the car carrying a kayak between them filled with even more camping supplies.

"Didn't I do it right?" asked Morgan, feigning disappointment "are you sure? I don't want to have to take it down and start again."

Casey had a small chuckle, Morgan had not started setting anything up it would take minimal effort to pick up the unpacked tent and move it further away to give the married couple some more privacy but he just shook his head and said "no, it's fine where it is."

"One more trip to the car, Brett?" Casey asked as he got started setting the tents up with Morgan.

"Yeah, I'll go in a sec." Brett said as he went to get started on the other tent.

"Bring me back my sunglasses when you go babe." Morgan just realized she had left them in the car.

"Sure thing, Love." Brett stood and left for the car without another word.

"Damn, you have that man whipped good." Casey exclaimed.

Morgan giggled at Casey's outburst "wouldn't you do the same for me?" she said making a mock show of her beauty, she flicked her hair and fluttered her eyes

Thinking carefully as he looked her up and down "You'd have to earn it." he said almost as a challenge.

"Oh. I'd earn it." she said matter of factly.

"Yeah? I'm sure you do but I've heard Brett can barely keep up with you in the bedroom. No wonder he's so whipped."

Her eyes widened in shock "what did he tell you?"

"Just that he's not man enough for you, that he can barely keep you satisfied in bed." Casey said with a cheeky smile making a show of his obvious lie

"He did not say that." she said as she laughed at his joke

"Well, not in so many words." he admitted, "it's true though?"

"It's not that he doesn't satisfy me it's jus-"

Casey interrupted her "He really is a nice guy, he would do anything for you, you know that? Or rather, let you do anything you want."

What had they talked about on their trip to the car Morgan thought "I know." was all she managed to say. The serious direction their conversation had taken after their light flirting had left her feeling weird.

Casey seemed to pick up on her thoughts and added "I'm not saying that's a bad thing, I think it's great that he would let-"

"Wow you two must be enjoying the view out here, you've hardly got a start on the tents." Brett had returned with the last of the stuff from the car "here you go, sweetie." he said as he held Morgan's sunglasses out for her.

She took the glasses without a word. The conversation with Casey had rattled her. Brett must have told Casey she wanted to fuck him. She could barely contain her excitement as they spent the rest of the afternoon setting up the campsite. As the three of them built their tents Morgan made a game of trying to tease the two men. She was wearing short, loose hiking shorts that she knew showed off her ass cheeks when she bent just right so she made sure her ass was conveniently facing Casey whenever she could as she helped build the tents.

After the tents had been completed Morgan went to work arranging the campsite and unpacking their belongings, Brett went a few yards into the woods and found a good spot for the portable toilet and Casey gathered a couple of days worth of firewood and kindling.

Morgan was applying the finishing touches to their seating on the large camping mat she had placed under the canopy of her tent as Casey was finishing up the firepit a few feet away from their tents. She wandered over and plopped down in one of the low campfire seats she had placed earlier.

"Looking good" Casey nodded toward the campsite Morgan had arranged

As she glanced back at the two tents, side by side with the furnished canopy under the larger tent felt she felt proud of her hard work. She turned back to Casey "Me or the tents?".

Casey chuckled "well, it was fun watching you build the tents"

"Wow, just in time for dinner" Brett called as he walked between the two tents toward the fire pit "you two have done a great job on the place! This looks like a great home for the next week" he was grinning wildly as he looked around.

Morgan continued to flirt with Casey by the fire pit as the sun began to set over the lake. Brett was cooking at the makeshift kitchen station by the canopy of their large tent, mostly observing from afar but occasionally offering his opinion on whatever small snippets of conversation he overheard from Morgan and Casey.

Casey lit the fire on sunset as Brett served their dinner, as the night went on they relaxed by the fire and talked. Morgan always liked when they talked of the 'good old days' when the two boys were in high school and then college together. Casey always let out way more information than Brett would like to share. Tonight's juiciest bit of gossip about her husband was a fling Brett had in college. "You didn't tell me about Miranda?" Morgan jokingly feigned jealousy.

Brett had gone bright red "I can't believe you remember that" he directed the statement at Casey

"How could I forget Miranda?" he turned his attention toward Morgan "Miranda was fine! I was so proud of my boy Brett, he had just been dumped again by one of his 'future wives' and we were at this big party down the street from our place" Morgan could picture younger Brett so well, ever the romantic, he probably thought every relationship he was in was going to be 'the one'.

"Anyway, the night goes on" Casey continued "and before I know it, here is little Brett taking the hottest girl in the room upstairs, to this day I don't know how he managed it."

"Wow I'm proud of you babe, why did you never tell me about Miranda?" enquired Morgan. Hearing Brett speak of his past encounters always intrigued Morgan. She liked to make sure she outperformed them.

Brett's mouth opened but Casey spoke first "I'd be willing to bet why he never mentioned Miranda" laughed Casey. "Let's just say I needed to do some serious damage control to make sure Brett didn't spend the rest of the semester being called 'the rocket" Casey and Morgan roared with laughter

"Well, at least you got laid?" quipped morgan

Casey laughed even harder as Brett went even redder in the face