In this story, a husband and wife are out for a hike. They accidentally see sex happening between another couple. Aroused and inspired, they stay to watch and have some fun of their own. If this voyeuristic scenario is problematic for you, maybe you’d like this story instead.
“D’you think it was up here?” Camille paused with one booted foot on a rock for a moment, to catch her breath. She and David hadn’t been hiking that long, but that last scramble had taken it out of her.
“Just up around that outcrop,” David said. “I’m sure it was that way.”
“If you’re sure…” Okay, that wasn’t too much further. It had sounded urgent enough that they should hurry.
This was supposed to be just an ordinary hike, but that sudden cry had put them both on alert. Not everyone out here on a weekend was an experienced hiker. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d come across people in trouble. It ruined a hike, but what could you do?
“Are you certain you’re--” she was just starting to say when the cry came again. This time from straight ahead. It sounded even more desperate now. This spurred her on to match David’s boots up ahead as his strides increased in pace. She almost collided with him as she reached the outcrop they were headed for. For some reason, her brave husband--instead of charging ahead to help the people they’d heard--was standing as if frozen. Curious, she leaned around David to see into the clearing ahead.
“Ah,” she said. There were definitely people in urgent need. Camille started to giggle and buried her face in David’s shoulder.
“Don’t laugh,” David whispered. “What the hell do we do?”
Camille got control of her giggles and peeked again. The people--or rather the couple--were laid out on a multi-colored Mexican blanket. They were completely naked. Guess they didn’t think they’d be interrupted out here, she thought. From the cries earlier she would have thought they would be finishing up. But she saw the man still kissing a trail up his partner’s body. Realizing that all the cries had been female in tone and what was the likely cause, Camille blushed.
She does look flushed and satisfied, she thought. She was about to answer David when the woman pushed her partner onto his back, straddling him. From this angle, Camille could see the woman’s pert breasts rising high on her chest. The man was gazing with hunger on them. The woman ran her own hands up to toy with her breasts, teasing her nipples. A giggle traveled on the wind.
“Um, should we just creep away?” David whispered, and Camille realized she was still leaning against him. She’d been so transfixed by the couple she hadn’t even thought of looking away. “When did I become such a voyeur?” she thought.
“I guess so,” she said. She flicked a glance at David, then looked again. His eyes had also fixated on the couple in front of them. He was as fascinated as she was! Camille bit her lip and let her hand run down his side, managing to catch his attention.
“Or...we could stay here,” she said. Her hand traveled over his hip. “They look like they’re only just getting started.”
David’s mouth dropped open. “Camille!”
“What?” She grinned. “Don’t pretend that you don’t like it.”
Her hand reached his crotch. As she’d guessed, things were a little tighter pants-wise than they should have been. “We could stay…and watch, and make love, too.” She squeezed his bulge and David closed his eyes with a lust-filled groan.
“What if they catch us?”
“So what? We caught them first.”
David’s chuckle was low and dirty. He turned around against the rock and held her close, dipping his head for a kiss. “I’m so glad you’re my woman.”
“Show me how glad.”
He kissed her again, licking lightly at her lip until she opened for him. His tongue darted in to tease and tangle with hers. Camille felt her body heat up. Her skin tingled as her husband’s fingers gripped her hips tightly. He pulled back slowly and she held his lower lip between her teeth, reluctant to let him go.
“Lean against the rock,” he said, moving so that her front pressed up against the mossy granite. He immediately pressed his warm body against her back. The hard length of his cock dug into her and made her shiver. His hands traveled around to the front of her shorts, working at the zipper, as he dipped his head close to her ear.
“Keep watching them,” he said. “There’s nothing they can do that I don’t want to do to you a hundred times over.”
Camille moaned as David yanked the back of her shorts down. His fingers caressed her behind as he lowered his own zipper. In front of them, the woman had moved down to lick and suck at her partner’s cock. She ran a teasing pink tongue over the glistening head. David bit lightly at Camille’s neck, his fingers returning to caress the underside of her ass. They worked their way in until he was stroking her pussy lips and spreading the juices pooling there.
“God, what I want to do to you,” he said, easing one finger forward slowly. He stroked up between those wet lips and along her clit. “If that was us, I’d have you spread out on that blanket. My tongue would be in you so deep you’d be screaming eight ways from Sunday.”
Camille snickered. “I think they’d already done that-” she gasped- “bit.” David slid his finger further inside her, moving it in and out to fuck her gently.
“Hah. Not well enough.” His hot tongue flicked her ear. “I’d lick and suck your pussy so good it’d bring the whole state running.” He withdrew the finger, rutting his full, heavy cock where it rested between her ass cheeks.
“Hmm. You taste so good I’d have to go in for the second course.” There followed a sucking sound. Camille trembled to realize that David had licked her cream from his fingers. Deep sounds of enjoyment rumbled in his chest.
“Oh God, you taste good too,” she whispered. She pushed her hips back, desperate to have him in her now. “I’d love to spend a whole afternoon out here sucking you.”
“Mmm,” David groaned. He moved so that his cock pushed at her entrance while they both peered at the couple in front of them.
“Fuck, I’d love that so much. I love-” he grunted as he pushed in, “your sweet mouth-.” He pulled out halfway, thrusting deep inside her again and making her gasp, “-on my fat cock.”
“Oh!” Camille cried out before she could help it. The two of them froze for a moment. Luckily, the couple in the clearing didn’t seem to have noticed. Camille let her lower lip loose from her teeth. She gritted out, “Fuck me, David, please! I need you now.”
With that, David began pounding into her. His hands gripped her roughly around the waist, breath coming in grunts of effort. Camille wanted to look over at the couple in the clearing. But even they couldn’t hold her interest against the overwhelming feeling of David inside her. His thick cock was ramming into her with every hard thrust. She felt herself stretching around him so wonderfully.
She closed her eyes and concentrated on the intense feeling building up. His glorious hard prick opened her up then withdrew, entered and withdrew, on and on. Meanwhile, her husband’s balls slapped against her pussy lips with every thrust, making her clitoris tingle.
She felt him speed up even as he began to swell inside her. She came to the edge and then over. Delicious spasms of her pussy clenched around his hard pole. He jerked and shot spurt after spurt deep inside her wetness.
“Oh, oh, fuck!” David said, still thrusting through the aftershocks that shook both of them. “Fuck, Cami!”
“Mmm…” It was all Camille had the energy to say as she felt one last, firm, final thrust deep inside her. She reveled in the glorious sensation of being filled so completely. Then David wrapped his arms around her, resting as they both caught their breath.
After a minute or so, Camille remembered to open her eyes and check that the couple in the clearing hadn’t heard them. She looked. On the blanket, the naked pair snuggled together. They were obviously finished with their romp - at least for now. Cami raised an eyebrow. Surely she could do better than that.
She helped David wriggle her shorts back up and generally clean up. Plans for their next hike began to form in her mind...