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Camping Adventures-(3)

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Rick-California Age: 43 Posted on: 15 Nov 2005 0 comments
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Kern3-Jackin at Big Daddy. This story is three of three and takes place on another trip to the Kern River. Since it happened about eight years ago it is to my best recollection as to the specifics, based on my years of 'practicing' the art of masturbation.
By now our group camping trips to the Kern River were becoming routine. I was always looking for new adventurous places to shoot a load. By now our family had a dog. My boys were a few years older, the oldest had started school. Not sure how many days into the trip. After the first trip, we always camped at the Kern river for a week. During this time I always needed at least three orgasms in the one week period (and still do). It was on one evening I needed to take the dog for his walk to do his business. My wife and boys did not go with me (sometimes they did). I took off on a trail that goes to one of the fishing areas we use (love the trails). Part of the trail goes off towards a rapid drop we know as 'Big Daddy.' For those familiar with ratings of rapids, this drop is about a two+ to a three- depending on water-flow rates. I walked with the dog over near the water where it is still calm before dropping down the Big Daddy falls. I found a spot where I could see the beginning of the falls, and watch the sunset as dusk set on (my romantic side, I love sunsets). Bong! It pops into my head - here's another JO opportunity. Nature being in her glory of such a beautiful sunset, I couldn't resist. I tied the dog to a decent size bush. He is a large black lab and is strong. I looked around quickly, paying particular attention to the homes across the river on the other side of Big Daddy, and also for activity back on the main trail. I noticed some lights on at a few homes, but no one outside or on their porches. I quickly disrobed, taking everything off; as the sand was not too hot now even the shoes and socks came off. I was completely naked-the best! I assumed my kneeling position, and the sand felt great against my skin. It still felt warm heated from the sun during the daytime. I remember lying down completely on the sand humping the ground, and generally rolling around on it. The feeling of my naked body rolling around on the warm sand was awesome to say the least. I continued humping the ground getting closer and closer to my prize. I think I got back in my kneeling position or maybe not (doesn't matter I was having fun regardless of the position I was in). But when I got closer to orgasm, I decided to stand up on my two feet, and did. I stroked real fast and let her rip facing the homes across the river. Spunk, flying out landing all over the sand in front of me. My late return saw scowls from my wife, whom had guessed why I was gone so long. It doesn't get any better than this. Happy Campin and Jackin.