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Working at a summer camp means that family time in the summer is a scarce commodity.  So when I found out that I would have a week off in August, I immediately called my wife to tell her that we were going camping and that she needed to book that week off.

We found a semi-secluded campground in the interior of British Colombia and booked a site.  We were full of anticipation for the trip; it had been a few years since we were able to escape to go camping as a family, and we were very much looking forward to it.

We packed up into our van and drove the ten hours from our house in Alberta to the campground.  When we got there, our girls took off to explore the campground while my wife and I set up the tents and the rest of the campsite.  It didn’t take our girls long to find a new friend. A couple of campsites over was a single mom and her daughter, who was the same age as our oldest.

We invited them over for supper that night. We like to pack lots of food, so we knew we would have more than enough to share.  As dinner progressed and we got to know each other more, my wife asked if they would like to stay for the evening. The three adults played some cards while the kids ran around being kids.  We had a campfire and made s’ mores, and we talked about our plans for the following day. They were driving to some of the attractions nearby and had a full day planned. Our girls got very interested and asked if they could go too. Usually, my wife and I would be very hesitant to let someone we just met take our kids for a full day, but we are good judges of character, and to be honest, it had been far too long since we had a day to ourselves without any kids. And a day in the mountains with no kids?  It was tough to pass that up.

The next morning after breakfast, we took the kids over to their campsite and said our goodbyes for the day.

After they left, my wife looked at me and said, “Now we need to decide what we’re going to do.”

We had heard about some waterfalls near the campsite, so we decided to start the day by going up to check them out.  It was a short drive out to the trailhead. As we hiked down the narrow trail, I couldn’t help but admire my wife’s ass in front of me.  The seductive swaying of her hips kept distracting me from the beauty of our surroundings. I may have had some thoughts as to what I wanted to do to that ass!!

We got to the base of the waterfalls and walked out on the rocks.  I started to take some pictures of my wife as she stood in front of the falls, the water cascading off a cliff with a mountain peak above. She was getting into having her picture taken, and as I clicked away, she reached down to the bottom of her tank top and pulled it up. Then, grabbing her bra, she pulled that up too.  My wife was flashing me at the base of the waterfall, her breasts a thing of beauty surrounded by the beauty of nature! A public trail ran nearby that anyone could walk down at any time. It was all so very sexy, and I snapped a few more pictures in that moment. The spray from the waterfall was cold, so my wife’s shirt didn’t stay up for very long.  We hiked back towards the van and passed four other people who were walking to the waterfall.

We drove back to the campsite to get lunch.  As we were eating, we began to talk about what we were going to do that afternoon.  We knew there were hot springs in the area and thought it could be fun to check them out. So we did some research and discovered that most of the hot springs had been developed but that there was one still in its natural state.  We decided on that one. The thoughts of pools surrounded by natural rocks on the side of a mountain river seemed surreal to us and far more relaxing than crowded pools.

We drove up to the trailhead that led to the hot springs, and again, I got to admire my wife’s ass, this time in her bikini bottoms.  When we got to the hot springs, there were five pools and probably around twenty other people there.  For the most part, it was all couples, although there did seem to be a few more women than men. To our surprise, about half the women were topless.  We didn’t realize that the campground nearest to the hot springs was clothing optional.

We made our way to the pool that was closest to the river flowing nearby.  There were two other couples in the pool as we slid down in it and sat on the gravel bottom, relaxing in the heat of the water.  My wife quickly struck up a conversation with the woman next to her. After about an hour spent enjoying ourselves and talking with the other couples, my wife’s talk with her neighbor turned to the topic of piercings.  My wife and this other woman both had their nose pierced, and the other woman had her belly button pierced. My wife shared that she also had her nipple pierced.

The other woman (who was one of the topless women) asked if she could see it.  My wife tried to show her privately but her top was not co-operating and she ended up flashing everyone in the pool. There were some compliments exchanged as my wife readjusted her bikini.

As the hours went on and dinner time approached, there were fewer and fewer people around.  When it was just the four of us left in our pool, my wife decided to take her top off and relax.  It was extremely provocative watching my wife’s confidence in her own body. I sat there admiring as her breasts floated in the water, her piercing shining in the mountain air.  At this point, there wasn’t anything sexual about it, just the perfect amount of confidence and freedom.

It wasn’t long before the other couple also got up and left, leaving us alone in our pool and only a handful of people left in the others.  My wife moved to sit across from me and began rubbing her foot up and down my leg, eventually finding my crotch.

She said to me, “I’m so horny right now.” Then she took off her bottoms. Tossing them to the edge of the pool, she opened her legs toward me and began to rub her fingers up and down her lips. The view that she was giving me had me enthralled.  I couldn’t move my eyes off her. Knowing that others near us could look over at any time was very steamy.

“You should sit up on the edge of the pool. I want to suck you while I make myself cum.”

I sat up on the edge of the pool with my back towards the others.  A quick glance behind me revealed that no one was looking at us, but knowing they were there made it feel very risqué.

My wife knelt in front of me and pulled the laces on my swim trunks until they were loose.  Reaching in, she pulled my cock out of my shorts and brought her mouth down.  She spent time running her tongue around the head of my cock and then licking up from the base to the tip before she took it in her mouth and started sucking.

I could tell from her moans that her hand was between her legs.  It wasn’t long before she brought herself to her first climax. Wanting a taste, I picked her up and set her in my place—it was my turn to kneel in the water.

I started kissing the inside of her thighs as she spread her legs for me.  I could smell the sweet scent of her horniness. Licking up the outside of her pussy, I could taste the mix of the water from the hot springs combined with the sweetness of her juices.  I needed more and gave a long slow lick from just above her anus to above her clit. I felt her body shudder at my touch.

I rubbed her clit with my fingers while I continued to lick her labia.  She had another more powerful orgasm, and I could tell that it took everything in her not to cry out in pleasure.  I looked behind her and could see that there were only two couples left, each in their own pools, and both couples seemed more interested in themselves than us.

I returned to pleasuring my beautiful bride and began to finger her, finding that spot inside of her that I know she loves to have rubbed.  As I stroked her g-spot, I brought my mouth down over her clit and gently began to lick with my tongue while lightly sucking with my mouth.  It didn’t take long until she was squirting in my mouth.

She looked down at me and said, “You need to fuck me now.”

I looked behind us and saw that both other couples were still there. Although, where only one of the women was topless before, I could see that both were now topless.  But I didn’t have time to worry too much about them. I knew I had to find a way to fuck my wife without drawing too much attention to us.

I sat back down in the pool, and my wife turned back around, straddling me as she sat down in my lap facing me.  She began to rub my cock against her clit, bringing herself to another orgasm before she found her opening with the tip of my cock.  She lowered herself onto me and slowly began to rock her hips back and forth, her muscles contracting around me. It was slow, sensual, and exciting.  She continued rocking on me until she came again. Then she got up and sat back on the rocks. I didn’t care anymore; I needed to fuck my bride.  I stood up and got positioned between her legs.  As I began to pound into her on the edge of the pool, I knew the other couples were still there, but my focus was on my wife and how amazing it felt to give her what I knew she needed.

She came again quickly, so hard it threatened to push my cock out of her, but I was close to my own climax and wanted to fill her. I drove back in with all that I had, emptying myself inside of her.  We collapsed back into the pool together, she rolled on top of me, and we began to make out.  I could feel her breasts against my chest, the metal of her piercing, cold from the mountain air, sending shivers down my body.

As we drove in the dark back to our campsite, my wife couldn’t help herself. Several times as she was driving, she would flash her tit at me with a big smile on her face, knowing the teasing she was giving me.

We pulled into our campsite and walked over to our neighbors’ site, where a campfire burned.  Our daughters got up from their chairs and ran to us, giving us big hugs. We talked about their day and how much fun they had, sharing only the basic details of our own day.

After the girls were tucked in, we stayed out by our own campfire.  My wife took her shirt off with a mischievous glance at me. I knew then that she wanted more.  I got up and, standing in front of her, took my shorts off. She grabbed my shaft and pulled me to her, bringing her mouth to my cock.  She sucked for a few minutes before looking up at me with fuck-me eyes.

I pulled her up and bent her over the picnic table.  After she came as I rubbed my cock on her clit, I began to fuck her from behind.  She came again before bringing me to my second orgasm of that day. We decided to sleep in our double hammock underneath the stars cuddled up together in each other’s arms.

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  1. LovingMan says:

    Nice story. We spent a month tent camping with our kids one summer. No privacy in the tent. We had our sexy fun in the shower room (It was one shower in each building. To be clear, that building was just a shower, & there was a door lock.). I think we sent the kids to swim at the pool a time or two and we arrived “late.” (There was a lifeguard & the kids were teens.). We’ve been to hot springs in several parts of the world. They are awesome. But some of our best water related sexy fun was at places with a private room that pumped in the hot spring water, or private showers.
    Glad you two had fun!

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