My First Bi-sexual Experience

I didn't answer her question, though I think the look on my face probably did. She merely smiled and nodded her head in my direction. "Wondered if you might have, we can get pretty vocal up here once we get going," she stated. "And being out here in the woods like this is very arousing too, at least for us it is."

"Yeah, I can see that I told her," glancing up once again and finding that her nipples were in fact rock hard and standing out and away from her breasts considerably. Though wondering if that was due mostly from the early morning chill, or the provocative little discussion we were having, or perhaps a combination of them both.

"Yeah, I can see that too," she smiled openly as I followed her gaze, only then realizing that I was still sitting there wearing only my shorts, which had tented out considerably. I felt my face redden even more deeply, shifting somewhat to conceal my condition though it was already too late for that.

"So, where'd you stand exactly when you did it?" She asked once again leaning out over the railing looking down. "About here maybe?"

"Yeah, I guess," I said stupidly, realizing I'd just admitted to doing it. "Why?" I found myself asking, wondering a second later why I had.

"Jack and I play a little game, something else to help pass the time up here," she told me. "Here, come stand by me," she indicated, urging me to get up. I did so, but walked a bit sideways as I did, trying my best to conceal the obvious which when I thought about it, seemed a bit ludicrous under the circumstances.

"So about here then?" she asked once again.

"Yeah, I guess so...why?" I also said once again, feeling just as foolish about it this time as I had the last, and wondering where it was she was going with all this, though I felt certain I was about to find out.

"Good!" she grinned with delight. "Lets see if you can beat his record."

"What?"

"You want to do it yourself? Or would you like me to do it for you?" she asked.

"Do what?" I said stupidly once again, though I wanted to make sure I was actually hearing her right.

"Jerk it off again, through here...down there," she said pointing. I just stood there, not believing I had just heard this. "Come on, you'll see what I'm talking about after you do," she informed me. "So...you want to do it yourself? Or would you like me to? Or are you cum shy too?" she asked pointedly.

As bizarre as this all was, I was highly aroused now too, all this talk, seeing her naked, talking about jerking myself off, or even better, her doing it, I surprised myself by throwing caution to the wind. "Would you mind?" I actually asked her.

"Not at all!" she said gleefully, and then before I knew it, she had pushed my shorts down around my ankles so I could step out of them, and then led me closer towards the railing.

"Just let me know when you're about to shoot," she told me. "Then I'll aim you properly and get the best distance out of you that I can."

I couldn't believe we were actually doing this, yet, here I was with my hard stiff prick poking between the railing as she leaned over it, holding on to me, jerking me off. "Just tell me when," she reminded me.

I had to admit, I'm not sure I'd ever been this horny before in my entire life. Maybe she was right, maybe there was something to be said about being naked outside, but I also think it had a lot to do with the fact that she was an attractive looking woman to begin with, that I was standing there staring at her gorgeous body while she stood playing with my prick that had a lot to do with it.

"I'm almost there," I found myself saying, feeling the first preemptive tingle as it began making its way up my shaft.

"Just say when," she announced, slow stroking me now as I bent forward at the knees a little, feeling the surge as it just about took my head off.

"Now!" I screamed out, feeling the release, feeling the pleasure of her hand expertly pumping the semen from my shaft which exploded with such intensity that I saw stars for a moment.

"Oh yeah! Fuck yeah!" She wailed, "Good one! More! More! That's it! That's it!"

I have no idea how many times I felt my prick squirt, but it seemed to go on forever, and she seemed quite pleased and delighted that it had.

"Come on, let's go down and see how you did!" she said excitedly. I still had no idea what she was talking about, and felt a bit silly following her down the tree to the ground with nothing on, but after what we'd just finished doing, what was the point?

By the time I had caught up to her, she was already on her hands and knees scrutinizing the ground. "See that little pile of stones?" she asked. "That's his best one so far," she indicated, "And for it to count, it has to be in the circle, and it can't be on anything that might move, like a leaf or a twig, has to be a good imprint in the dirt that we can verify."

I stood there in disbelief, she was actually looking to measure my cum splatter there in the dirt! "Fuck in A!" she said suddenly, "There it is, and you beat him by a good three or four inches too!"

I found myself kneeling on the ground next to her, the strangeness of this weirdly erotic as she moved the small little pile of stones over to the new mark. "Boy, Jack's going to be jealous as hell when he sees this!" she announced.

That suddenly hit home. "Ah, well maybe we shouldn't tell him then," I said worriedly.

"Not jealous, jealous," she assured me. "He's not like that, just jealous that you beat his best throw, and on your first time out too!" she added excitedly.

As though fate would have it, I looked up just in time to see Jack making his way towards us. The look on his face wasn't one of being too thrilled at seeing us however, and since he was twice my size, and obviously twice as strong as I was to boot, I thought for certain my days were numbered, if not minutes.

"Well?" was all he said as he neared us.

"Beat you by a good three or four inches!" Debra announced.

"Oh really?" He said none too happily. "With or without help?" he then asked.

"With!" Debra told him. "Only fair, as I did with your best shot," she teased him.

"Yeah, well, we'll see about that," he said testily. "Come on you two...get up here!"

Debra quickly scrambled after him, and I followed, though not nearly as quickly, wondering if once I had gotten to the top of the tree stand, that then he would punch me out and throw my limp body over the railing. By the time we had both arrived however, he was naked and fisting his enormously sized cock.

"I'm gonna want some stimulation," he announced. "I'm sure he had some," Jack said looking towards me.

"Not as much, or as long as you'd think," Debra said. "And I never touched him until it was time to do it either," she added. "So if you want to go for the new record, then you need to abide by the same rules and time that Steven had."

This was absurd, standing there in the nude, watching Jack as he stood fisting himself, stroking his penis, Debra still nude as well, touching herself, though she really hadn't been doing that for me, not that she really needed too.

"Ok, time's up," she announced, "come stand by the rail!" He did so, and then she stood there jacking him off the same way she had done it to me. A few moments later, he announced his pleasured release, and Debra finished pumping him off the exact same way she had done with me, urging out the best of his explosions, taking careful aim with it as he did, sending his spunk out as far as it was possible to do, and then watching it fall just as I now was, leaning over the railing looking down towards the target area.

I stayed put while the two of them went back down to investigate. I was beginning to wonder at that point if we'd all lost our minds. They returned a few moments later. "Close, but no cigars!" Debra announced. "You still have the record," she informed me.

"We'll try again later," Jack said. "Only next time I'll set the rules to ensure that it's fair."

"It was fair!" Debra scolded him. "You just hate that he beat you!" she teased, then Jack smiled, for the first time really, and patted me on the shoulder.

"O.k. you won that round fair and square, but we'll see how you do next time," he said challengingly.

I really wasn't planning on there even being a next time, already wondering if these two had been out in the woods for two long as it was.

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We had finally gotten dressed, and then headed off in search of the mother bear and her two cubs. By noon, we'd picked up their trail only to discover they had circled back again, and were headed the other way.

"No sense going back this trip," Jack announced. "Might as well head back to the cabin. If we leave now, we should make it back easily before dark."

"Sounds good to me," Debra stated. "I could use a hot meal and a nice bath, not to mention a good nights sleep too!"

"Bath?" I asked wondering.

"Well, a shower really," she said. "Jack's got a pretty nice solar shower that he's rigged up, heats up the water and then keeps it that way until we use it and have to fill it up again. Takes about three days to do it, but it's worth it as that's about as long as I can stand myself...or him," she added pinching her nose.

"Very funny," he tossed back at her. "But with the three of us in need of it, I think we'd best shower together, or none of us will get much benefit from it, especially if we let you go first," he told her.

"Sounds good to me!" Debra quipped, and then sprinted off ahead of us just as the cabin came into sight.

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Debra began preparing a nice tossed salad to go with the steaks Jack would be cooking later. It had been a while since they'd had fresh vegetables, and they were really looking forward to them. Jack had gotten a nice fire going in the pit he had made outside next to the small sized shower.

"Great way to dry off after we're done," he told me.

"Gonna be a tight fit isn't it?" I asked peeking inside.

"Big enough," he commented, and we'll all get a longer nicer, hotter shower that way too," he finished.

I was still a little uncertain about that, telling Debra that maybe she and Jack should shower together and I'd just have a quick one after they were done.

"Oh no you don't," she told me. "And you might as well get used to us being around you in the nude, and visa-versa," she added. "Or it's going to be a very long two weeks for you here if you don't."

I wasn't about to argue that point with her, so I didn't. Once dinner was prepared and waiting, with only the steaks left to be cooked, we soon headed outside to the shower and stepped in. It was cramped, but if we all stood with our backs facing one another, there was at least room enough to stand in without too much crowding.

"Ok Steven, you wash my back, I'll wash Jack's, and he'll wash yours." I was about to tell them that I could probably wash my own back, when Jack indicated that we'd walk around in a little circle, pull on the handle that would release a quick few seconds of water, enough to get wet, then move a little again for the next person to do so while the others began lathering and washing. I was glad at least that I was washing Debra's back even though Jack would be washing mine. But as we all stood there doing just that, I began to tell myself that living in the out of doors like this had its own quirky little ways, and that perhaps it was something I better start getting used to if I wanted to make a career out of something like this. Who knew? Maybe one day I'd end up in a place like this with my own wife, acting and being much the same way that these two were.

"Make sure you get my boobs too, especially underneath as I get all sweaty and sticky there," Debra said.

"Yeah, my wife hates sticky tits," Jack said laughing. "Personally, I rather like them that way."

"Only when you're the one who's making them all nice and sticky," she quipped back at him.

Once again I had found myself sandwiched between the two of them while they made suggestive erotic little comments, and with Debra's tits in my hands as I ran my fingers over them, under and around each one, I couldn't help but find myself becoming aroused.

"Oh baby, you're getting nice and hard," Debra cooed as she reached around in front of Jack, fondling his prick as she washed it. "Does the thought of Steven soaping my tits up turn you on?"

"Oh yeah sweetie, you know that it does," Jack admitted. Looking down, and off to the side, I could see her hand as she lathered up his prick, more playing with it than washing it, and found it strangely interesting in watching it grow, that was until I felt Jack's hand suddenly cover my prick with a handful of slippery lather. I jumped, nervousness, confusion and shock coursing through me all at once. But unlike what Debra was obviously doing to him, Jack merely washed me, and not all that long, so that I eventually relaxed, finding away to accept it and take it all in stride as we all stood there washing, then rinsing one another off.

"Feel better?" Debra asked as we all stood near the fire drying off afterwards.

"Much, didn't realize how dirty I had gotten over so short a period of time," I admitted feeling squeaky clean once again.

"Sometimes I like dirty," she said grinning at me, and the double meaning' wasn't left unnoticed either. "Sometimes being a little dirty can be a lot of fun, can't it Jack?" she said turning towards him as he finished throwing the steaks onto the grill.

"Yeah, I like a little dirtiness too once in a while, allows you to shed a few inhibitions, experience and enjoy things that you might not otherwise think you really could."

"Ah huh," I said simply having nothing better to say.

"Now honey, why don't we pop open that bottle of wine we've been saving and have it with dinner. Afterwards, I'd enjoy one of your special brandies too."

"Sounds like the perfect plan he told her, then went inside to get it while Debra finished setting up the small table we'd be eating at outside.

"God I love the out of doors," she said a moment later. "Just look at all those stars, something about making love, and then looking up and the night sky, makes you realize just how insignificant we really are, and how each one of us tends to make a big deal out of absolutely nothing doesn't it?" she asked.

Maybe she was right, but I couldn't help but wonder what if anything she was really referring to. I could only guess that in time I'd find out. In the meantime, my mouth was watering with the aroma of the cooking steaks, though I still felt my cock give a little twitch as she sat down at the table across from me, still naked, with those magnificent tits of hers that I'd actually been holding just a short time ago, still staring at me.

The steaks were delicious as was the wine, which we'd managed to polish off, two full bottles amongst the three of us. Not being much of a drinker myself, I could feel the affects of it already, feeling a bit giddy and light-headed, but in a good way without feeling sick. I'd even been smart enough to pass up on the brandy, which Debra for some reason had insisted on afterwards. While getting that, Debra had come back outside carrying a large oversized quilt, which she spread on the ground a short distance away from the fire, along with several pillows that she'd carted out with her. The night air had a bit of a chill to it, but with the wine, comforter and fire, I wasn't really feeling it any more than the two of them were.

"Here's the brandy sweetie," Jack said pouring her a large glass.

"Thank you babe," she responded, but then sat it down next to her rather than drinking it.

"Thought you wanted a brandy?" I asked her.

"Oh, I do...but it's for later," she said.

"Ah oh," Jack commented grinning. "I wondered why you wanted it, guess I should have known,"

"Am I missing something here?" I asked.

"No...not yet, and hopefully not later either," she said cryptically. "Come on you two, sit down by me and enjoy the warmth of the fire here."

We did so, sitting on either side of her. And for the first time, though I am sure with the help of the wine, I didn't feel all that awkward about sitting next to her in the nude, nor that she and Jack were of course either.

"Isn't this incredible?" she asked a short time later.

I had to admit, it was, peaceful, serene, all cozy and warm, and me sitting here naked. "Who'd have thought?" I asked myself.

"There's only one thing that could make this even more beautiful than it already is," she added after that.

"Oh? And what's that?" Jack asked her, though I think he already knew.

"Well, for one thing, to be sitting here with a cock in each hand, that would really be nice," she said lustfully.

I merely chuckled at hearing that, not sure if she was really being serious or just joking around.

"And the other?"

"Drinking my brandy the way I prefer doing it," she said.

"That's what I thought," Jack laughed. "Well baby, I'm certainly up for it if Steven is."

"Which is?" I asked.

"Ever had a brandy blow-job?" she asked.

"Ah no...never have," I said truthfully, glancing over towards Jack who was merely smiling and nodding his head.

"Nothing like it," he told me. "Go ahead baby, show him what you mean."

I certainly wasn't so out of it that I didn't have an inkling of what might happen next, as uninhibited as these two were, and feeling as good as I really was at the moment, I was just about ready for anything at this point, and surprised to find myself hopeful about it as well.

It was then that Debra picked up her drink, took a pretty good sip out of it, though I noticed she didn't swallow. Leaning over before I even realized what was happening, she engulfed my prick in her mouth and began sucking it, the sensation of the mild stinging brandy bathing my prick.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, surprised at the sensation in the first place, almost more so than the fact that I was getting my cock sucked with Jack sitting there urging his wife on.

"Is that wild or what?" he said.

"Oh yeah, that's an or what if there ever was one," I exclaimed as Debra finally sat up allowing the brandy to be swallowed, though she quickly took another sip and leaned over capturing Jack's cock where she proceeded to do the same thing to him.

My dick was still tingly, for a number of reasons as I sat there watching her mouth working that enormous cock of his. She then sat up after a moment, swallowed, took yet another drink of the brandy, and started doing me again.

"It's her favorite way to drink Brandy," Jack stated.

"I can see that," I said watching her mouth engulf me.

"Isn't that tingly sensation incredible though?" Jack asked me.

"Oh yeah, yeah it is!" I had to admit as she swirled her tongue back and forth against me, my cock seemingly more sensitive than I'd ever known it to be before.

"Yeah, and that's why she loves it when we do that too," he added.

"We?"

Jack simply laughed, "Here, take a drink and enjoy yourself," she certainly will.

Having heard that, Debra sat up swallowing the brandy, and then promptly positioned herself down on the quilt, legs spread in front of me. "You only need a little sip," she said. "Then just let it sort of flow out of your mouth naturally, into me while your doing it."

I couldn't believe I was actually about to do this, but I did. I took a sip of the brandy, held it inside my mouth, and then for the first time, introduced my mouth to her wide open, hungrily waiting pussy.

"Oh fuck! I do so love the way that, that feels!" She squealed in delight. I tickled her clit with my tongue, and then sucked it a little, all the while keeping most of the brandy inside my mouth while doing so. "Fuck I love this! I just love this!" she exclaimed over and over again. And I was happily content to lie there, licking her cunt, exploring it with my tongue, savoring both the brandy as well as her own sweet juices when she announced that she wanted to sit on my face now.