Caught Peeping!

Even though their house was a few hundred yards away, Brian saw them leave and begin walking to the river. There was a wooded area with a large stream running through it that the Baker girls liked to spend time at. There were three sisters, all pretty and all very different from Brian. Brian lived a few doors down and even though he knew the girls, they all ran in different circles. Brian was in his last year of high school and had turned eighteen several months ago. He was a shy, brainy type who had very little experience with girls but he read a lot of books about sex. He was also interested in learning more.

The sisters, April, Ashley and Kristen, were each separated by a year in age. They were all popular girls and had outgoing personalities. They were very pretty and had fantastic bodies that turned heads whenever they went out. April was the oldest and was in her second year of college. Being the oldest, she was their leader of sorts. She spent most of her spare time with her boyfriend, Jimmy. April had long brown hair that framed her soft smooth skin.

Ashley was in her first year of college and she was not a leader like April. She just kinda went with whatever April wanted to do. She was pretty easy going and very friendly. She had long dark hair, almost black which highlighted her fair skin even more. Her boyfriend was Billy and she seemed happy with him.

Kristen was in the same grade as Brian and had just turned eighteen a few weeks ago. She was the quiet one but in some ways, she was the prettiest. She kept her long hair blondish brown and had a sweet looking face to go with a cute smile. She did not have a steady boyfriend but was beginning to allow her dates to “try” to get further with her. She wanted to learn more about sex as well.

This was one of the rare days that they were all home together and they decided to go to the river to suntan and swim around for awhile. They put on their bikinis and grabbed a few blankets and headed out. Brian could not pass up a chance to see three of the prettiest girls he knew suntanning. He thought that if he could sneak along the tree lined river, he would be able to see the pretty girls without getting caught.

The area that the girls went to was hidden by some brush and bushes growing between the trees. It was April who thought they should get a little wild. She was always the wild one and the other two knew it would be futile to argue with her. She said she was going to take her top off and get an all over tan. Ashley and, a reluctant, Kristen followed suit. The girls got settled, put lotion on and then laid on their blankets.

Brian quietly snuck up along the river, being careful not to get too close. He tried to go slowly so he did not make any noise. He found a large tree that he could hide behind. He leaned around it and could see the girls shedding their tops. He almost gasped out loud when he saw their creamy white boobs bouncing free. His eyes bugged out as he went from one set of tits to another. He admired their nipples and noticed that they were all just a little different from each other. They all had full tits that hung gently on their chests. Kristen was a little smaller than her sisters but she had sweet looking pear shaped tits that really caught his eye.

He had a t-shirt and shorts on and his dick was hard the moment he saw bare flesh. He could not believe his luck in seeing these dream girls laying topless. After a while, the girls got up and got into the water to cool off. Brian used this time as a chance to move one tree closer. As the girls jumped into the water, they were laughing and splashing around. Brian moved quickly to a big tree, closer to the action.

April was just about to jump in when she heard a branch snap near the trees. She could not see anything but with her sisters chasing and splashing each other, she figured she should take a look. She quickly walked behind their blankets and, from the corner of her eye, she saw a figure move between the trees.

Brian made it to the other tree and he leaned carefully out to see the girls. He saw Ashley and Kristen jumping around and chasing each other. He thought that April must have went under the water because he did not see her. He saw Ashley jumping up and down and her wet titties were bouncing with her. She looked gorgeous as he watched her. Kristen was lunging after her sister and her athlectic body finally caught up to her and she jumped on her back.

April quietly moved up behind Brian and thought that if she caught him by surprise, she would be able to pin him on the ground. As Brian watched her sisters, April jumped at him and her weight forced him down to the ground with a loud thump.

Brian had the air knocked out of him briefly as the force of the blow knocked him over. April had grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back. As she sat on him, she yelled for her sisters to come and help her. Both girls climbed out of the water and ran to her.

“What the hell did you do?” Ashley shrieked. Both girls were shocked to see April sitting on top of a boy.

“I caught this pervert watching us. Quick, get me our bikini tops and bring them here.” Ashley ran the tops to her sister and watched as April used them to tie his hands behind his back. Once she had his hands tied tightly, she rolled him over to face the three of them.

Kristen recognized him immediately and said, “Brian, what are you doing here?”

Brian was still catching his breath and looked scared as the three girls stared at him.

“Come on, Perv, what is your story here?” April said angrily.

Brian finally spoke, “I am so sorry, I could not help myself. You are all so beautiful that I just had to follow you.”

“I think you are a pervert and should be taught a lesson,” April yelled. “Spying on us for crying out loud. Girls, let’s teach him not to perv on us again.”

Brian was scared and ashamed that he was caught. He did not want this to get out to his parents or friends. He tried to talk his way out. “April, I am sorry. Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

“Listen, Perv, do what we say and we will keep this quiet. Don’t do what we say and I will go straight to your parents and mine. Not to mention the entire school will hear about this.”

Brian was scared to death now and was willing to do whatever she said. He hung his head low as he said, “Ok, I will do what you want.”

“Great, Perv, first you should be naked like we are.” With that, April reached out and grabbed his t-shirt and ripped it off his chest. Both Ashley and Kristen could not believe how bold April was being. They thought she was just going to scare him a little.

April decided to have some fun with this kid. She was going to scare him but she thought that maybe she could get to see his naked body too. After all, the three girls were standing there with their bare tits sticking out. She could not help but notice that he had a bulge in his shorts.

Brian was shocked when she ripped his shirt right off him. He was still scared and even though he could see three sets of fantastic tits right in front of him, his cock had deflated from its hard state. He thought that maybe she was done after she got his shirt off. His hands were tied tight behind him and he couldn’t free them up.

Next, April dropped to her knees and reached for his shorts. Brian instinctively began to back up and April had the other girls hold him still. She grabbed his shorts and pulled them to the ground. His cock swung out in front of her face, smacking her cheek.

“Damn, Perv, you got a nice big cock don’t you?” April exclaimed. She looked it over and had to admit that it was a nice looking long cock. It was not even fully hard either and he was as big as Jimmy. She wanted to appear mad at Brian so he would comply with her demands but she wasn’t all that upset when she saw his cock.

Ashley gasped when April revealed Brian’s cock. She was sexaully active with Billy but Brian had him beat by a few inches as well. She felt her nipples harden as she began to get more excited.

Kristen looked on astonished when she saw her first bare cock up close. She had petted with a few dates in a dark car but nothing like this. She was boiling with excitement by the whole situation but she kind of felt sorry for humiliating Brian like this. She knew April would do what she wanted so she kept her mouth shut and just watched.

“Perv, I think poetic justice here would be all of us getting satified by you and you getting nothing from us,” April said. Brian and the other girls were a little confused by what she meant so she explained further.

“I think you should eat all of our pussies until your jaws hurt” she explained. “And in return, we will just tease you until your cock wants to fall off.”

Ashley was ready to play but Kristen was a little afraid, having never had that happen to her. April laid Brian down on his back, trapping his hands behind him. His cock swung helplessly in the air in this position but he could not move. April explained to the girls that each of them would straddle his head and get their pussy sucked until they came. The other two girls were to hold his legs down and tease his cock but not to let him cum.

Brian had read about oral sex and hoped he was ready for this. He was excited about getting to suck these girls but the circumstances could have been better. His hands were tied so all he could do was to use his lips and tongue. The girls all stood up and April told them to remove their bikini bottoms. Brian stared at the girls as their pussies came into view. His cock jumped and went stone hard at the sight.

Ashley saw his cock harden and jump on his stomach. “I think he likes us,” she giggled. Kristen was still marvelling at the sight of his cock. She thought it looked great and felt her pussy get wet with excitement.

April stood over Brian with her back to the girls and sat down on his face. She wiggled her pretty little ass all over his face. Then she grabbed his hair and pulled his lips to her pussy.

“Suck and lick me Perv,” she gasped. She was very horny and wanted to get sucked off. “Make me cum with your tongue.”

Brian stuck his tongue out and began to lick her pussy. He had read up on this and knew that to make a girl cum, he had to suck on her clit. But he wanted to lick her all over first and took a little time exploring her pussy. April was wiggling all over his face and he tried to keep up with her. Brian knew he was doing well when he heard her let out a low moan.

Ashley and Kristen had knelt down near Brian’s cock as April rode his face. As Kristen stared at his cock, Ashley wrapped her hand around it and held it up for her to see. The head of his cock was red and turning purple. Ashley pumped it a few times and she was impressed with the size of it. She reached for Kristen’s hand and allowed her to hold it. Kristen could not believe how soft it felt even though it was rock hard.

Ashley whispered, “Watch this,” and then she leaned over and licked the entire length of his cock. She stopped short of licking the head of his cock but she sucked briefly on the skin on the underside of his cock. Kristen could see juice come out of the end of his dick.

Brian felt what was going on with his cock but he was focused on giving April the best sucking that he could give. He kept licking her pussy and sticking his tongue into her pussy, trying to fuck it. He used his lips to suck on her clit and she let out a short scream when he pulled on it. She was grinding her pussy hard into his face and Brian was sucking for he was worth. April was totally into it and was getting her pussy sucked better than it had ever been sucked before. She felt her orgasm coming on fast and when it hit her, she shook and ground her clit into Brian’s face. Brian licked her as she slowed down and lifted her pussy off his face.

April was gasping for her breath and that made Brian feel good because he wanted to pleasure these girls. April laid down next to him as Ashley hurriedly climbed on to his face. Brian noticed that Ashley had really thin pussy hair and he could easily slip his tongue into her pussy. He began to lick Ashley and gave her a slow licking to start with.

Kristen watched as Ashley rocked on his face. She was soaked in her pussy and was very excited. April rolled over to face Brian’s cock and saw Kristen looking at it. “Do you want to touch it or lick it?” she asked her younger sister.

“What is this juice that is running out of his dick?” Kristen asked.

“That’s called precum, it happens when a boy is very excited.”

April rubbed his balls for a minute and then slowly pumped his cock. She too admired the looks of his cock. It looked even nicer than Jimmy’s cock. Kristen reached over and slowly held his balls as her sister stroked the big cock.

“We don’t want to rub him too much, he will probably cum pretty fast,” April said as she let go of his cock. Both girls were shook back to reality when they heard Ashley moan and then let out a scream.

Brian was clamping his lips over her clit and sucking it hard. He used his tongue to run circles around it. Ashley was rubbing her clit across his mouth and she was getting pushed to her orgasm. She was humping her ass fast across his face and April reached up and squeezed her ass while she rode him. Ashley was panting hard and gasping for air as her body began to tremble. She shook as her orgasm came up and her juices ran all over Brian’s tongue and lips. She too was spent and rolled off Brian’s face slowly.

“Ok, Kristen, your turn,” April said. She wanted to see her little sister get her pussy eaten. Kristen moved up and slowly straddled Brian’s head. He was pleased to see almost no hair on her pussy. He could see her entire slit and it looked so sweet.

Brian’s jaws were sore and he knew his cock was oozing juiices but he had to finish these girls off. It was a turn on for him and a dream come true. Kristen lowered her pussy to his face and he gently stuck his tongue out and tasted the sweetest pussy of all. He forgot his sore jaws and began to savor Kristen’s pussy. He licked all over her pussy and sucked on her lips. She was very gentle to him and did not grind into his face like her sister’s did. He tasted her sweet juices and lapped at her clit.

Kristen about died when he licked her clit and she too was lost in pleasure. She was moaning as he licked her pussy. He tried to slide his tongue into her tight pussy and he kept licking her all over. Finally he concentrated on her clit and she could not hold out very long. With a scream that made her sister’s look around to see if anyone had heard them, she tensed up and came all over Brian’s face. She felt light headed as her body shook with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.

Both April and Ashley knew from experience that Brian had sucked them extremely well but they did not want to tell him that. They were trying to teach him a lesson about spying on them. After they helped Kristen off of his face, they also untied his hands and let him stand up.

“Ok, Perv, one last thing before we let you go,” April said. Brian stood there with his face glistening with their juices and his cock sticking straight out all purplish red and throbbing.

“We want you to jerk off for us,” April said. The other girls were shocked to hear her say that.

“Please, do I have to humiliate myself even more?” Brian complained.

“You should not have spied on us so, yes, you do have to jerk it for us,” April replied. “Come on, it looks like it won’t take long anyway.”

Brian looked at the naked girls in front of him and began to stroke his thick cock. The girls were delighted to see him jerk off in front of them. Kristen was the only one to feel sorry for him though.

April was right in that he would not last long. He closed his eyes and stroked himself faster. He could feel his cum racing through his dick and he began shooting long cum shots through the air. He pumped his cock long and hard until he was empty. He opened his eyes to see the girls staring open mouthed at his cock. They had never seen a boy shoot cum like that before.

“Good job, Perv. We will probably keep this to ourselves. Now, get out of here,” April yelled trying to act mad. The girls watched Brian get his clothes and walk out of the woods.

* * * * *

A few days had passed and Kristen still felt bad about the rough treatment her sisters’ gave Brian. Although she did not know him that well, she felt bad for him. April and Ashley had left the house to go out on dates with their boyfriends. Their parents had gone to a friends house leaving Kristen home alone. She decided to call Brian and talk to him about what had happened. Brian was home and agreed to come over to Kristen’s house as long as her sister’s were not home.

Brian arrived shortly and Kristen let him in. She showed him around the house and they ended up in her bedroom. He sat down as she explained that she was sorry for the way that they had treated him. She said that April was the oldest and always led the younger two. She did not know that April was going to make him do what he did.

“Well, to be honest, I enjoyed licking you girls although your sister’s were rough on my face. I was embarrassed to jerk off in front of you,” Brian said. “Licking you was the best though. I loved doing that.”

“I enjoyed that too. I never had that done to me and it was like rockets going off, ” Kristen replied. “Would you like to do that again?”

“You bet I would,” Brian shrieked. With that, Kristen stood and Brian helped her off with her shirt. Her bare tits bounced out and jiggled as she undid her pants. She pushed her pants down and then stood naked in front of Brian.

“Am I allowed to touch you?” he asked nervously.

“Yes, please,” Kristen gasped. She was new at this but wanted to explore further.

Brian reached out and cupped her tits in his hands. He squeezed them and rubbed her nipples between his fingers. Her nipples got really hard and stuck out proud between his fingers. He ran his hands down her back and across her soft smooth ass. He squeezed her cheeks and kneaded them gently. She parted her legs slightly and he rubbed her legs. Then he laid her back on to her bed and leaned in between her opened legs. As he lowered his lips to her pussy, he allowed his hands to rub her belly and then up to her tits.

He took his tongue and softly stroked her pussy with it. She began to moan right away as she enjoyed the sensations of his tongue. He took her pussy lips into his mouth and sucked on them. She was wet and he slid his tongue into her pussy like it was a cock. She gripped his head as he kissed and sucked his way to her clit.

Brian used his hands to rub her ass while he licked her. He gently squeezed her butt and ran his hands all over her body. He didn’t get to use his hands the first time so he enjoyed feeling her skin.

He began to suck on her clit and she bucked her hips while he brought her close to cumming. She shook and tensed up as she felt her orgasm rock her body. Brian hung on and kept sucking her clit until she could take no more.

He kissed his way up her sweet body and began to kiss and lick her nipples. He sucked them and teased them with his tongue and lips. He moved up farther and began to kiss her soft lips. She stuck her tongue into his mouth and kissed him with passion. She could taste her pussy juices on his lips but did not care at this point. She pushed his shorts down until he was naked too. She was ready to return the favor.

Brian laid back as Kristen kissed her way down his body. She licked his nipples and lightly kissed his stomach. She got to his cock and found it rock hard. She stuck her tongue out and lightly licked the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head and then slipped a few inches into her hot wet mouth. Brian was in heaven as she sucked a little harder. She pumped his long cock with her hand as she sucked the end of it. She was licking the underside of his cock while she sucked on him. Brian moaned when she let go of his cock and crawled up on top of him. He could feel his cock sliding between her legs.

“The state stocks the lakes with trout,” Frank told us.

I didn’t answer. I was still looking around, taking it all in. This spot was absolutely beautiful. There was a circle of rocks, an old fire ring, in the middle of what was obviously going to be our campsite. Frank and Patrick were already unloading the ice chests. Lauren and I set down our bundles and we repeated the trek back to where we had parked.

It took three trips to move all of the gear to the campsite. The next task was setting up the tents. Two people can setup a tent in short order. Lauren and I had practiced it once in our living room, after all.

“Harris, would you follow me to the airport? I need to leave my Explorer for our wives when they fly in tonight.”

“Sure, Frank,” I answered.

Lauren looked to me, a question on her face.

“Lauren, would you stay and give Pat a hand with setting up camp? We’re going to stop at the grocery store for a few last minute things so we’ll be back in about an hour.”

“Okay,” Lauren said.

I kissed her.

“Be good,” I told her, causing an impish grin to break out on her lovely face.

Lauren was crouched down, helping Patrick unfold tent poles, as Frank and I left the two of them and returned to the parking area.

“Follow me. We’re going to the airport, about halfway back to the ferry. I know a pilot who’ll let me park there. Then we’ll run into the grocery store in town and pickup lunch for everybody.”

I nodded. I opened both front windows when I got in my Explorer and followed along behind Frank’s vehicle as we drove back through the forest. This time I watched the deer along the highway. They almost looked tame, not bothered by our passage. This was going to be a wonderful and relaxing weekend. My mind drifted to dinner by a campfire, snuggling with Lauren in the tent, waking early in the morning to the sounds of… nothing.

I followed Frank onto a smaller street and we pulled up to a hangar along the tarmac runway. It was a small airport but there were more hangars than I would have expected. As I was getting out, a bright red biplane with brilliant yellow wings was touching down. Frank waved to the plane.

“That’s my friend. He sells rides to tourists,” Frank explained.

We walked into the open end of the building to wait for the plane to taxi back. I noticed a few posters for Richard Bach novels on the walls. I remembered “Illusions”, his book about barnstorming biplane pilots who flew around the country selling rides. The thought brought a smile to my face. I understood why this guy would be a fan.

With a kind of clatter, the red plane taxied to the front of the building and turned around. The engine died and the pilot helped two people out of the front seat, a middle aged man and a boy of maybe eight. They were all smiles as they pulled off their leather caps and goggles, obviously satisfied customers. We waited patiently as they concluded their business. When the man and the boy had left, the pilot turned to us.

He exhibited the bravado of a fighter pilot. He had a big grin for Frank and a hearty handshake. Frank turned and introduced us. His name was Rod and he had indeed been a fighter pilot in a long finished war. He welcomed us warmly to his hangar. He seemed eager to show us around. By the looks of things, he didn’t have much else to do for awhile.

“Are you a fan of “Illusions”?” I asked Rod.

His answer surprised me.

“Richard Bach is a friend. I love “all” his books.” He thought for a moment before adding, “I’m reading an advance copy of one right now.”

I marveled at the man I had just met. As a child I had discovered “Jonathon Livingston Seagull”. I was older, in high school, when I found “Illusions”. I loved the carefree spirit, the challenge to dream, in his writings. Now I was meeting someone who not only shared that spirit but also knew the author himself as a personal friend. The concepts echoed in those books seemed to fit this quiet and serene little niche in the cosmos.

I could have stayed there all day but Frank got our mission back on track. He told his friend that Celeste would be arriving after work and leaving the plane there for the weekend. Rod assured him that would be fine. We said our goodbyes and I drove us to the store as Frank gave directions.

Island Market in Eastsound is the big store on the island. It’s about like what you would find in a neighborhood anywhere else. Frank led me to the deli where we picked up sandwiches for everybody. He bought a few more grocery items to last us the weekend. Soon, we were back on the road to the east end of the island.

When we got back to the campsite, Lauren and Patrick had all the tents setup. Lauren looked up when she heard us coming and greeted us with a warm smile. Dressed as she was and looking at ease she really looked like she belonged in that setting. Frank put away the groceries and I handed out the sandwiches as Lauren kissed me.

“Looks like you’ve been busy,” I told her.

“Yes, we have the tents ready. Look in here,” she said, indicating our tent, “it’s all cozy for tonight.”

As she said that last part, I heard “that tone” in her voice. No one else would have noticed it, but I heard it. I raised an eyebrow and her expression confirmed that she saw I caught her meaning.

The four of us sat on rocks and ate. Frank and Patrick were talking about the area but I wasn’t paying attention. Instead, I was still looking around, trying to take in the scenery. Lauren’s hand on my arm dragged me out of my reverie.

“I “said”, aren’t the sandwiches wonderful?”

She was grinning as she said it.

“You were in your own world,” she playfully chastised me.

“This place is just so beautiful. I can’t look at it enough,” I offered.

“That’s why we keep coming back here,” Frank said.

Patrick took charge next.

“We still have a few things to take care of. We need to gather firewood—”

“I’ll do that,” Frank offered.

“—and throw a rope over one of those tree branches,” he said, pointing, “to hoist the food overnight, get the lanterns ready, but it won’t get dark up here until almost ten o’clock.”

We all helped out. Lauren and I helped Frank gather firewood. There was a lot of wood on the ground that we could burn. Patrick was clearing the area around the fire ring, scraping it down to bare earth.

We had hiked about halfway around the lake to the east, looking for more firewood. The trees opened up and we could see out over the water.

“That’s Canada.”

Frank had come up behind us unnoticed. He was looking out to the horizon.

“It’s not that far away,” he continued.

We looked where he pointed. Far in the distance, a grey line divided the sky from the water—the Canadian coast. Frank pointed now to a closer feature, a horseshoe shaped island far below us.

“That’s Sucia Island. People go there by kayak to camp. Nobody lives there so it is even more remote than this place,” he explained.

“Living in the city, it’s hard to imagine places this peaceful exist until you go there,” Lauren said. Her voice was soft, thoughtful.

The three of us stood there quite a while, taking in the view. In time, we resumed the gathering of firewood. Even though it was the middle of summer, the weather that night was going to be very cool. We would need the fire to keep warm when the sun went down.

We dropped off armloads of sticks and small branches. Frank began cutting them into shorter pieces and stacked them. Patrick had managed to throw a rope over a tree branch by tying a rock to the end.

“So what’s the reason for the rope again?” I asked.

Patrick patiently explained, “To keep animals away from the food. If we leave it on the ground it could attract everything from raccoons to elk overnight. Trust me, you don’t want an elk wandering through the campsite looking for food. That’s a big animal.”

I nodded, looking around. Patrick had been busy while we were gone. He had also prepared the area around the fire ring for cooking dinner. He pointed to where he had constructed a latrine in the trees, but explained that we should climb the hill and use the bathroom at the campground if possible. The campsite was neat and orderly, everything in its place.

“I imagine it will be really dark tonight,” I said to him.

“Not really. Full moon tonight. It will be dark, but you’ll be able to see enough to walk around in the open. So what do you think of camping so far?”

Lauren, who had reappeared with another bundle of sticks, answered for me. “”We” love it.”

I smiled at her and headed off to get more wood. Before long, we had enough wood to last through breakfast. The camp was all ready so it was time to relax. Patrick and Frank went fishing for something to supplement dinner. Right after they disappeared from view, Lauren went into our tent. Turning around, her head popped out. She was all smiles and motioned for me to come closer.

“What?” I asked as I walked over to the tent.

“Shhh,” was her reply. She reached for my hand and pulled. I practically fell through the door, tumbling onto the floor as she rolled back onto the air mattress.

Speaking in a light whisper, she said, “Those guys are going to be busy fishing for awhile. How about we relax in here?”

I made a face. “In here? The scenery is much better outside.”

Lauren got up and slowly zipped the door closed before giving me a sultry look as she unbuttoned her shirt. Pulling it and the t-shirt off, she reached for the clasp on her bra. In moments, she had proven my statement false.

“Lauren!” I exclaimed in a stage whisper. “They’re not that far away. Are you crazy?”

“Yeah. Crazy about you. I guess we’ll have to be quiet about it.”

Topless, she reached for me and pulled me on top of her. Though I was still dressed, the cool mountain air made her nipples erect enough for me to feel them through my shirt. I kissed her, feeling her mouth open willingly. Our friends were forgotten as I held my wife against me.

Knowing we didn’t have all afternoon (the guys could return at any time), I moved off Lauren and we quickly shed the rest of our clothes. Seeing my wife’s body and realizing the risk of being discovered, I had no problem rising to the occasion. She saw and approved with her eyes. I pushed her back onto the mattress and again moved on top of her. This time there was nothing between her nipples and my chest.

As we kissed, I moved a little to one side and slid one hand slowly across one breast, down her flat stomach and finally through the patch of light brown curly hair. My hand came to rest between her legs. It only took slight pressure to part her lips and I found that she was already very wet.

“How long have you been planning this?” I asked.

Lauren giggled. “About two days.”

“You’re bad,” I admonished without heat, as my middle finger entered her to the knuckle.

“Shhh!” I warned.

She smiled and reached for my dick. She stroked it vigorously and I realized she was trying to compete with me to make me moan first. When I didn’t make a sound, she wiggled out from under me and turned halfway around. Too late I realized what she was up to. I cannot resist moaning when she takes me in her mouth.

At my sound, she pulled my erection from her lips.

“If you can’t be quiet, I’ll have to stop. I don’t want those guys to figure out you’re in here screwing me.”

I gave her a hard look that dissolved instantly when her mouth went back to work on me. I was to the point of pushing my hand into my mouth when she abruptly stopped. I froze, thinking she had heard someone coming. She hadn’t. She was moving back onto the mattress. She opened her legs and reached down to spread her lips for me. I couldn’t resist the gift.

With my lower body on the tent floor, I rested my arms on her thighs and buried my face in her warm wetness, eliciting a soft moan from her. I looked up.

“Well, if you can’t do that without keeping me quiet, I guess you’ll have to try something else,” she said, accusing me.

Realizing what she was implying, I moved closer to her. I pressed the head of my cock to her lips, rubbing up and down in her moistness as I searched for the opening. Finding it, I pressed forward as I moved onto her luscious body. The heat emanating from her was a wonderful contrast to the cool air, even inside the closed tent. We were joined, at the mouth and at the hip, and we moved as one. The air mattress was quieter than I would have thought, not that I was thinking much about being quiet.

We muffled our moans in each other’s mouth as we enjoyed our coupling. In the stillness of the mountain, we made love. We exchanged pleasures, giving and taking freely. I felt Lauren tense. Ordinarily, I would have slowed down and done my best to give her more than one orgasm before I finished. Given our precarious situation, I greedily gave into the feelings and joined her in bliss.

I held her tightly to me, my arms beneath her. She had wrapped her legs around the backs of mine and had her arms around my head. When I finished spurting, I opened my eyes to see her lovely face looking at me. I felt so in love with her, the two of us alone in that beautiful place.

Realizing that we wouldn’t be alone all afternoon, I moved off her satiated body. Lauren had carefully planned this encounter because there was a damp and a dry washcloth next to the mattress. She reached out her hand and, taking the hint, I passed them to her. She managed to clean herself up without leaving much of a spot on our bed. I watched her with carnal thoughts as she cleaned up the remains of our lovemaking. When she was done, she sat up and cleaned me.

“We need to keep that thing clean. We may need to use it again on the trip,” she whispered as quietly as a chipmunk.

Those duties completed, we struggled back into our clothes. With our wanton needs satisfied, it seemed to take a lot longer to get dressed than it had to get undressed. I gave a final look over my shoulder to confirm my wife was dressed before I quietly unzipped the door.

“Uh-oh,” I said as my eyes met Patrick’s.

He was sitting on a log with his back to the lake. He just smiled at me, not saying a word.

“What’s wrong?” Lauren asked.

I crawled through the door. As she followed on her hands and knees, she saw Patrick. I looked from Patrick to my wife. She was blushing. We both knew he knew what we had been up to. I was trying to think of something to say. What do you say when your friend catches you fucking?

“Hi, Pat. Been there long?” I tried.

He nodded slowy, still smiling. Lauren was out of the tent now. She stood up next to me and punched me hard in the arm.

“Why? It was your idea,” I told her.

That got me another punch and an exasperated look from Lauren.

“Uh, I mean, we were taking a nap.”

Yeah, right.

Patrick finally spoke.

“Ï caught some fish for dinner. I’m going to go clean them.”

With that, he walked to the water’s edge and pulled a stringer of trout from the water. He started cleaning the fish on a rock, his back to us.

“Lauren, would you get out a frying pan and some corn meal?” he asked without turning around.

Lauren was embarrassed enough and anxious to redeem herself, or at least to do something that would take Patrick’s mind off what he had just seen. She started rummaging around the kitchen supplies.

“I’ll get the fire going,” I offered.

Half an hour later, I was out of breath and sore from bending over so long. Patrick finished getting the fish ready and brought a pan of filets to Lauren.

“It’s a wonder a house ever manages to burn down,” I complained. “No matter what I do, I can’t keep a fire going.”

“Let me help, Harris,” my friend said. I gladly got out of his way.

He started with wood shavings and leaves. It was obvious right away who the camper among us was. In a few minutes, he had a small fire going with twigs and branches.

“Keep putting bigger pieces of wood on the fire, slowly,” he explained. “In time, you’ll have a good fire going. By the time we’ll be ready to cook, it will be burned down to coals. Later, after the food is done, we’ll build it back up for light and heat.”

He made it look so easy. All I did was make a lot of smoke and waste a lot of matches. I felt like a fool.

Frank showed up a little later with a few more fish. I didn’t mind passing up fishing. I liked Lauren’s idea a lot better. Thankfully, Patrick never mentioned anything to Frank about what we had been up to.

We all helped to get dinner started. About that time, we heard people coming along the trail. It was Celeste and Samantha. Frank got up when he saw them and went to greet his wife. Lauren took over the cooking duties. Celeste kissed Frank and Samantha put her arms around Patrick.

“How was the flight?” Frank asked.

“Fine. The weather was so clear this afternoon. Rod says ‘hi’,” Celeste said.

Samantha opened a bag she was carrying, revealing two fresh loaves of sourdough bread. There were moans of approval all around.

“We stopped at Grand Central on the way to the airport,” Samantha explained.

It was 8:30 by then. The sun was still well above the horizon, a testimony to the latitude. The new arrivals told us about their flight. Their description of the view as they flew over the sundry islands sounded breathtaking and I hung on every word. Dinner was ready soon after the new arrivals. We sat on the camping chairs we had brought, our plates in our laps. Maybe it was being outdoors, or hunger from all the exercise hiking and doing other things, but the food tasted wonderful. The camaraderie added to the enjoyment.

Earlier, when Lauren was the only woman in the group, things weren’t as relaxed. Now, with all the wives there, we laughed easier. The entire gang was together and it was comfortable.

A moon was rising to one side as the sun moved closer to the horizon on the other. It was going to be a full moon all night. When Frank finished eating, he got up and put more wood on the fire. With the sun starting to set, it was already getting much cooler.

Samantha dug around in the food containers until she pulled out two silver aluminum pans. She prepared them before setting them on some coals Frank had set aside.

“I haven’t had Jiffy Pop since I was a little girl,” Samantha said.

Frank replied, “We used to have it on Boy Scout campouts.”

“I didn’t know they still sold it,” I added.

About that time, the tops were ballooning up, looking like roof turbines or silver chef’s hats. Celeste put on oven mitts to grab the metal handles and take them out of the fire. She tore open the tops, steam wafted out and carried the aroma of the popcorn.

We ate like children, enjoying the simple treat. That is what the entire weekend was going to be—simple pleasures. Patrick started telling jokes. They got raunchier as it got later. The sun was down now, the moon rising overhead and casting its soft glow over the lakes.

Looking up, I could see countless stars overhead in spite of the full moon. The sky was so clear, the cold air so still. What little sounds there were to penetrate the darkness could be heard over the crackling of the fire. I had my arm around Lauren and she had her hands on my right leg. I felt so at peace that night.

As the evening wore on, the stories died down and we mostly stared into the fire or out over one or the other of the lakes. Each couple was sitting together, for warmth as well as companionship. As predicted, the night was very cool.

“I’m ready for bed,” Samantha declared. “How about you, Pat?”

“It’s still early,” he answered.

She gave him an expressive look and his demeanor changed.

“Yes, it “is” getting late,” he said, making an exaggerated attempt at reading his watch. “I think we’ll be going to bed.”

Patrick got up and reached down to help Samantha. She was smiling at him in a sultry manner as she stood, kissed him and led him to their tent.