Camping Trip

Steve had been looking forward to this holiday for months now.

It was his first break since the Christmas holidays and he had been working solidly. It had been a tough year, but now it was time for him to relax and enjoy some alone time. It was also his first holiday since his relationship with Denise ended 5 months ago, and work had been keeping him too busy to socialize and meet anyone new.

He hadn't arranged anything extravagant, rather just a simple 2 week break camping in the forest. It was the middle of summer and possibly the hottest weekend of the year so far, and he arrived at the campsite after a long drive anticipating a couple of weeks of laying in the sun and chilling by the pool.

He parked up and walked to reception where a young brunette was behind the counter already serving another couple. He overheard them say they were also there for a couple of weeks, and when they were finished and turned round to walk out Steve couldn't help but be very glad to hear about their long stay.

They were one of those pin-up couples, must have been in their late 20's. She was about 5'4" and with blonde-brown hair that had a slight waviness to it and came down to just below her shoulders. She was wearing a tight white vest top which showed off her breasts. They weren't a massive pair, but were a good handful. She also had on a pair of cut-off denim shorts which showed off her long tanned legs.

He was a good looking guy too, and clearly worked out as his arms, shoulders and chest dominated his upper body. They both smiled and as they walked past, Steve could smell the subtle perfume she was wearing and he smiled back.

Steve walked up to the girl behind the counter, who was also very attractive, and checked in. He was given all the info about the campsite and the girl told him to follow the other couple as his pitch would be next to theirs. This made Steve very happy and was hoping to bump into them a lot over the next couple of weeks.

He got back to his car and drove after the couple who had just left ahead of him.

They got to their pitches and got out the car. Steve looked around and was glad to see that there were very few other people around. The nearest tent was the other side of the field, which meant there wouldn't be much noise and he wouldn't need to worry too much about playing music if he felt like it. He wandered over to greet the couple and they introduced themselves as Jason and Stacey. After a bit of a chat Steve thought he better get on with pitching his tent, otherwise he thought he might have to hide the tent in his trousers after staring at Stacey's body for too long!

He grabbed a cold beer from the cool box in his car and took a long drink, then put it aside so he could get on with his tent. He had a simple 4-man tent, enough room for it to be roomy but not big enough to be a huge effort putting it up. After half an hour or so everything was done. he looked over and Jason and Stacey were still putting theirs up. They had a large 6-man tent and seemed to be struggling with it, so Steve went over to offer his assistance.

They happily accepted his help and soon he was fighting with the poles, holding up corners so that they could do their bit. He noticed they were suffering with the heat a little. Jason had his shirt off but Stacey had sweat pouring from her. Her white vest top had become see-through and he could easily make out the outline of her white bra underneath. He had to look away as he felt his cock twitch at the sight. Just then Stacey spoke.

"Fuck this it's too hot! Sorry Steve, hope you don't mind!"

And with that she took off her vest top revealing her tight stomach and perky breasts hiding behind her bra.

"No problem at all believe me!" Steve said, and he could hear Jason chuckle.

"She's a bit of an exhibitionist at times i'm afraid!" he said.

"That's totally fine with me!" Steve replied, and they carried on with the tent.

Eventually they had it done and Steve offered them a cold beer that they both happily accepted.

As their tents were next to each other they all grabbed a chair and sat in the sun drinking a few of Steve's beers. Thankfully he had brought enough to last them a while until they were cooled down a bit. Stacey was still wearing only her bra, and Steve found that with the alcohol he was starting to become more and more transfixed by the display she was giving and caring less about being caught staring. Neither Stacey nor Jason seemed to mind, so Steve decided he didn't need to stop starting any time soon.

Soon they were running out of beers, and Jason announced he was going to the camp shop to pick some more up and told Steve that he was more than welcome to have a BBQ with them. Steve gladly accepted and Jason headed off.

Steve and Stacey chatted for a while about nothing much at all. He found she was very easy to talk to and they were laughing and joking about all sorts. While Jason was still absent Stacey got up and walked over to the tent and said she was going to change out of her sweaty clothes. Jason watched her walk into the tent, but she didn't go far to change.

She reached into her bag and picked out a short light blue dress. She turned her back and took off her bra, Steve was watching her and could clearly see the side of her right breast. She put the dress over her head and let it slip down over her body, then reached up and hooked down her shorts. Steve caught a glimpse of a white thong as she adjusted her dress and felt his cock twitch again. He quickly reached into his shorts and arranged it so that it could freely expand without being too obvious.

Just then Stacey turned round and walked back to her chair. Steve felt she must have noticed his hand down his shorts and instantly felt guilty, sure that she must have thought he was staring while playing with himself like a massive pervert, but she just smiled at him playfully, picked up her chair to face him directly and sat down, crossing one leg over the other.

Steve couldn't help but notice the outline of her breasts and could clearly see her nipples poking through the thin fabric. He tried desperately not to stare too much as they continued chatting.

Jason returned with more beers and they carried on drinking and had the BBQ all cooked and eaten before it got too dark. They were all starting to feel a little tired as the night drew in, and it wasn't long before Steve needed to hit the sack. He stood up and said good night to Jason and Stacey. They both stood and Jason said they had better get to bed as well.

Stacey came over to hug Steve, much to his surprise, and he could feel those breasts tight against his chest. He also noticed she was leaning into his crotch slightly and his cock, which had been pretty much erect all evening, was pressed between their bodies. Steve was sure he could hear a little moan from Stacey as they hugged and, as she pulled away, she gave him a little wink. Luckily Jason was looking the other way so Steve smiled and turned to head into his tent.

That night Steve needed a little one-handed fun as he got into his sleeping bag. He shut his eyes and recalled the visions of the afternoon: Stacey taking off her tight wet vest top revealing her bra, the moment when she took off her bra before putting on the short mini-dress, and the sight of the side of her pert breast and the strap of her thong as she hoisted up the dress to pull down her shorts.

Just then he heard giggling from the tent next door. He wondered if they could be having a little fun themselves and put his thoughts on hold. After a short time he started to hear Stacey moaning and he knew what they were up to. Steve slowly wanked his cock as he tried to listen. He heard more rustling and eventually started to her the familiar sounds of 2 people having sex.

He felt dirty listening in on them, but that feeling didn't last too long as they turned the noise up. He heard skin-on-skin and he thought they must have been going at it pretty hard. More sighs and moans came from Stacey and the breathing became louder. Steve was wanking harder now but didn't want to come just yet.

The noise became more audible as Jason and Stacey must have become less aware of their actions. He could hear their breathing becoming more frantic and realized they must be close to their own orgasm so he jerked his cock harder and harder. After just a few minutes the moans become cries as he figured they must be getting close. Steve was close himself, and soon he could tell he was reaching his climax.

As if by some amazing choreography he started coming just as Stacey's cries reached their peak. He could really hear her now.

"Fuck Jason, fuck! Harder! Harder! Yes baby, yes!"

And then there was silence. Steve looked down and saw a huge pool of cum on his stomach and chest.

"That was intense!" he though to himself.

He cleaned up and drifted off to sleep.

What seemed like only a few hours later Steve woke up to the sound of birds and the brightness of the early morning sun which was quickly heating up the tent. He checked the time and realized it was nearly 9 am. He hadn't slept in that long for months, and was instantly grateful for the good night's sleep.

He yawned and stretched and got up. He put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and got up to set up the stove outside so he could brew a cup of coffee. As he opened the tent and poked his head outside he noticed Jason and Stacey were already up and sitting round their stove.

"Morning Steve!" Jason said, and Stacey waved hello.

She had a 'just woken up' look about her. Her hair was tussled in a very sexy way, and a thin nightie was all that was covering her naked body. She really had something about her Steve thought as he admired her natural beauty, but more so the look of those breasts struggling with the material of her nightie!

"Morning you two!" Steve replied, and stood up.

Stacey stood up as well, showing off a bit of leg.

"Would you like a brew?" she asked.

"Oh yeah go on then, if you have one going!" he replied.

He grabbed his chair and brought it over to them. Stacey reached down to fill up a spare cup and Steve could see right down her top, admiring her ample cleavage. Stacey stood up and brought over the coffee to him.

"Thanks." he said.

Stacey smiled in return.

"Sleep well?" she asked.

Steve thought back to the night before and how he didn't feel at all tired this morning - that wank must have put him out cold for the night.

"Yeah very, thanks. How about you?"

"Oh yes, hope we didn't keep you up last night!" Stacey replied, winking mischievously.

Steve couldn't help but chuckle to himself. They certainly did, he thought to himself.

"No, no not at all. I went straight off to sleep," he said, hoping to make out that he hadn't heard them fucking their brains out.

"What are your plans today Steve?" Jason asked. "We're off to see what's around outside the campsite and the local town".

"Oh not planning on much at all to be honest, will probably just chill this morning for a while, maybe hit the pool later on if the sun stays out."

"You're welcome to join us?"

"No you're OK, but thanks for the offer. I fancy a quiet day today."

They continued to chat for a bit about this and that. Jason said he saw a couple of hardware and grocery shops on the way in so they were going to check them out.

After a half hour or so Jason said he was off to get ready and disappeared inside the tent. Stacey soon followed and Steve could see her hovering around the entrance as she tidied up a bit.

Steve took that as his cue to head back to his own tent. He set up his chair and put on his stove for another pot of coffee. He grabbed a book and began reading.

Soon Stacey came out wearing just a towel and walked past him. He could see the towel was barely big enough to wrap around her, and as she wandered past a gust of wind caught the end and ever so slightly opened it up. Stacey reacted quickly, but not before Steve managed to make out the shape of her thigh where it met her hip and traveled up to her stomach and revealed the lower part of one of her breasts.

"Well that's one for the wank-bank!" he thought to himself.

"Oops!"

Stacey giggled, as she re-adjusted herself and headed off to the showers.

On her way back she was fully clothed, much to Steve's disappointment. She was wearing a very short mini-skirt and another vest top, with her hair tied up. She looked stunning and Steve couldn't help but stare. Stacey noticed and winked again as she headed back to her tent. Jason came out and after throwing her stuff into the tent they said their good bye's and headed off in the car.

Steve could barely concentrate on his book. He was sure this beautiful woman was teasing him on purpose, but there was nothing he could do about it with Jason being around. This only heightened his arousal, and he had to dive into his tent and wank himself off to relieve the pressure.

He was just finishing off when suddenly he heard Stacey's voice.

"Steve, you there? Forgot to ask if you wanted us to pick anything up for you."

She poked her head into the tent just before Steve started his climax. Steve looked up and saw her staring at him, cock in hand, looking very embarrassed.

"Oh, so sorry Steve, shall I leave?" She asked, without moving.

Her gaze was fixed on his hand which was still pumping up and down.

"Ermmm..." was all Steve could say.

"Please, don't let me stop you," she said, and continued into the tent.

She sat down on the cool box which was facing him, only 6 feet away, legs slightly apart revealing her panties to him, and Steve noticed a hand slowly move up to one of her breasts as she began playing with a nipple.

"Oh fuck!" was all Steve could say as an orgasm ripped through him.

He shot his cum all over his arm and his hand and it gradually made it's way down his shaft and over his balls.

Stacey looked hypnotized.

"Mmmm that was nice!" she said softly.

"I'm so sorry Stacey," Steve quivered. "I wish you hadn't seen that, I'm so embarrassed."

"Oh, that's OK Steve, it's really no problem. It's my fault for coming in without knocking."

Her hand was still on her breast and she was massaging it. Her other hand was between her legs, pressing against her crotch.

"Stacey, did he want anything?" Jason shouted from the car.

"I think just some tissues!" she called back, and smiled at Steve.

Steve couldn't help but laugh and the situation was relieved somewhat. He still had his cock in his hand, covered in cum. Stacey stood up and walked over to him - his cock was still rock hard, jizz oozing from the tip.

She leaned over and just like that took the tip of his cock into her mouth. She gently sucked it and tingles were sent down his shaft and he moaned with pleasure. She took her mouth away, looked at him, smiled, and licked her lips.

"Mmmm you taste good, Steve," she whispered "Don't worry, I won't say a word."

And with that, she stood up and walked back to the car. Steve heard it drive away, and just lay back in complete bewilderment.

"What the fuck just happened!" he said to himself and laughed.

Later that day Steve was sat outside, finally reading his book. He noticed it was starting to cloud over so he got up and went to the camp shop for supplies. Mainly more beers, some spirits and soft drinks for mixers, and some snacks. He already had food for a couple of days and hadn't cooked any of it yet so didn't need to stock up.

On his way back it started raining. Hard. He got back to his tent and was drenched, so quickly got changed and got comfortable. There was something very comforting about being in a tent when it was raining, the sound of the rain on the tent fabric, the smell of the grass outside. It definitely helped him to chill out as he read his book.

The rain didn't last long, only about an hour, but it had poured down. He was thankful his tent stood up to the downpour and wondered how Stacey and Jason's coped. Just then he heard them return. He got up out of his chair and went outside to greet them. Jason tossed a box of Kleenex at him as he got out the car.

"Thanks!" Steve said, and glanced at Stacey who was fighting to keep her laughter in.

Steve could only grin as he threw the tissues into his tent.

"Oh Fuck!" Jason said as he opened his tent. "It's soaking in here!"

Apparently their tent had not coped at all well. He rushed over to check it out. There were puddles inside and their bedding and the clothes they had left out were drenched.

"Shit, that's all we need!" Jason was clearly pissed and Stacey looked visibly upset.

"Oh man," Steve said. "I'm so sorry guys. Look, if you need somewhere to sleep tonight i have room in mine. It will be a squeeze but it's supposed to sleep 4. There's a partition that can come down to separate the rooms. If you put your sleeping bag and clothes out in the sun they should be dry by tonight."

"Thanks Steve, we may have to accept your offer," Stacey replied. "It's supposed to rain again tonight i heard."

"Fuck!!" Jason snorted. "Yeah thanks Steve, reckon we might not have a choice. Not enough time to go looking for another tent now as well."

So with that they all moved the sleeping gear out and spread it onto the cars to dry. Steve picked up a couple of bags, one of which he presumed was Stacey's as he noticed some very skimpy underwear, making his cock twitch slightly. Stacey reached out and took it from him, winking again at him.

"Tonight should be fun!"

She whispered so that only he could hear.

Steve wondered what she could have meant by that, but put it out of his mind as he helped retrieve whatever he could from their damaged tent. Whatever was still dry was placed into Steve's. He lowered the partition and moved all his bedding and bags over to one side, leaving the other side for them.

He brought out some beers and offered them round.

"Hopefully this will help cheer you up a bit mate," he said to Jason.

Jason gratefully took his beer and took a big mouthful.

"Thanks bud, really appreciate you helping us out. We'll look around tomorrow for a new tent, so hopefully we'll only be in your pocket for one night."

"That's OK, take as much time as you need," Steve replied.

In his mind he thought the longer he could keep Stacey in his tent the better, although he would have to time his masturbation sessions a bit better with Jason around!

They sat and drank for a while. The sun was hot again, and Stacey said she was getting sweaty, but she had nothing dry to change into yet.

"You're welcome to try anything of mine on if you want, but it probably won't fit!" Steve offered.

"Haha, very true! Do you have a long t-shirt maybe? That might be enough, i'm quite short after all," she replied.

Steve suggested she have a look and see what she could find so she disappeared into his tent to rummage around. After a few minutes she emerged wearing one of his white shirts that he brought along in case he decided to go out for the evening. She had the sleeves rolled up, the top 3 buttons undone, and the small belt from her mini-skirt wrapped around her waist. She clearly wasn't wearing a bra as the shirt was hanging halfway down her left arm exposing her shoulder. She couldn't have looked sexier if she tried!

"Thanks Steve, this'll do i think."

She sat down opposite him and continued to drink while the 2 guys chatted.

They talked about their day and what they found outside the campsite, which turned out to be not very much. Every now and then Steve kept noticing out the corner of his eye Stacey looking at him while she took a sip of her beer. She was sat with her legs together, but ever-so-slightly apart. Steve could see all the way up the inside of her thighs with the shirt separating below the bottom button, and the hint of whiteness which he presumed were her panties.