At the Nudist Camp

This story is a follow-up to my earlier story (Getting Dressed to Go to a Nudist Camp) about my wife Becky and me going to a nudist camp with four friends. That story told what we did at my house to get ready for the nudist camp, which involved a lot of masturbation and maybe sex between Becky and Ron, the best man when Becky and I got married. A reader asked:

'Did Becky ever tell you what happened behind closed doors? Or better yet, does she tease you with it while in bed? Also, any follow-up experiences? How was your trip to the nude resort? Did everyone share a room?'

Becky never said what she and Ron did behind closed doors on the day we went to the nudist camp, and never teased me about it. But I have a pretty good idea of what it was. Maybe you do too. It doesn't upset me at all. In fact, I find it very arousing to think about it. I admit that, when I jack off, I usually fantasize about Ron mounting Becky doggy-style with me next to them in bed. But that's just a fantasy. Now let me tell what happened at the nudist camp.

We were three couples. Each couple had their own individual cabin. We played some volleyball out of doors. It was a lot of fun watching the girls jumping up and down naked. But it rained a lot. So we had to do some things in doors. I always found yoga a bit boring, but I have to say it's a lot more fun when everyone is naked.

One rainy night, we all got together in our cabin to play a game I invented called 'reverse strip poker'. It's like strip poker, except you start out naked and put an item of clothes on when you lose a round. The first one fully dressed has to masturbate all the other players. This was lots of fun. Becky lost. One by one, Becky jacked and jilled the other players. The couples went back to own cabins when she finished with them.

Becky saved Ron and his wife Sue for last, and did Ron with a twist. She took her clothes off, and tossed Ron her panties. The scent that floated through the air was incredibly powerful and sexual.

As Ron pushed the crotch right to his nose, it gave him a hard-on like I never saw. I thought his dick was going to explode. 'Better get to work', I said to Becky, who was obviously pleased by the effect her panties had on Ron. She jacked him good, and he sprayed her with his cum. There was lots of it, and it hit Becky with the force of a fire hose.

But his hard-on didn't go away! I thought of the Viagra ads that tell you to see a doctor if you erection lasts more than six hours. But this wasn't a Viagra side effect. It was a side effect of Becky's panties. So going to the doctor wasn't what Ron needed.

'Good grief', Ron's wife Sue said; 'You're like a bloody rabbit.' Then she smiled coyly, 'But that's OK. If Sam will do me, you can do Becky.'

Then Ron and Becky walked into the little bed room in our cabin. Sue and I could hear everything going on in the bedroom. Interesting talk and sounds. But I leave that part to your imagination. I will say that Sue and I certainly had a good time with each other. But I also leave to your imagination what we did on the tiny couch in the cabin living room. I found it very stimulating to think that the only thing separating us from Ron and Becky was a paper thin wall that I could have punched my hand through. I almost wish I had so Sue and I could peek in. But we heard enough to know exactly what was going on.