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Dale was surprised when he found himself half-tempted. Never before in his life did it seem that he'd ever been 'this' horny before. Nor could he remember Joy being this aroused before either. She'd never been shy in their love-making to be sure, and usually quite vocal as well especially during the throes of climax. But to watch her, see her totally and completely abandon herself in this way with so many looking on as she did, gave him a sense of pride as well as a new-found appreciation for his wife's thrilling sexuality.
By the time the last performer was announced for the evening, Dale was on the verge of exploding. He and Dale had alternated turns pleasuring one another as they watched; delighted with the way the evening had turned out, much to Dale's surprise.
"And last...but certainly not least, a returning member from last year, Janet Farnsworth!"
"A solo?" Dale wondered aloud.
There was a cheering round of applause at the announcement of her name. Obviously several others who were sitting in the audience remembered her.
"This should be interesting," Cheryl wondered once again glancing down at Dale's hard stiff erection which Joy continued to slow stroke. "Though...this certainly has been as well," she added with a teasing laughter, shared with Joy as she nodded her head in agreement.
"Damn anxious to get back to the Tipi!" she stated seriously.
"I know what you mean!" Joy confirmed. "Looking forward to it."
"Me too," Cheryl smiled with a sly wink.
Dale saw her do that, and couldn't help but wonder. Not that they hadn't been in the same room and made love in front of one another before, but they'd all been a bit tipsy then, and not nearly as horny as he was sure they all were now.
"Damn!" Bob moaned, redirecting all their attention back on stage.
Janet, as they now knew her to be called, had begun with what appeared to be a nice sexy little solo finger-fuck masturbatory session. And Dale certainly enjoyed seeing that, often encouraging Joy to do so for him whenever she could, so he did find it erotic to watch, obviously as had many others.
Janet had large breasts too, perhaps even a bit larger than Joy's. But she certainly had much larger nipples. Even at this distance, Dale could see their firmness, especially when she would take one of them between her fingers, pinching, and then pulling on it, lifting it up and away from her breast, taking her breast with it and letting it hang there as she continued teasing it, simultaneously still working the depths of her pussy with her other hand.
"Ohhh, I bet that hurts so goo!" Cheryl shuddered with enthusiasm. "I wish MY nipples were that big!"
"Me too!" Joy admitted. "But I like having mine pulled on like that too, don't I honey?"
"Huh?"
"Never mind...just pinch my nipples, hard!" she said as Dale began doing so without really realizing that he was.
At that moment, a little red light appeared on both sides of the stage, signaling to the participant that they had less than a minute's time remaining. As though on cue however, and perfectly timed, Janet began that all too familiar hand-slapping technique to herself, doing so rapidly several times, then stopped suddenly. There was almost a hushed whisper that circulated the room at that point, then in the next instant, a fiery stream of clear fluid suddenly shot up into the air spilling forth from the woman's cunt as she ejaculated, slapping herself once, twice again, then spewing another even more forceful jettison of her female spunk high into the air.
"Holy shit!" Dale heard himself exclaim. "Did you see that?" He glanced over towards his wife who was at this point smacking her own cunt in a similar fashion, and he knew by the look in his wife's face, that though she might not be ejaculating the way that Janet had just finished doing, she was riding high on the waves of her own glorious orgasm.
They soon funneled out of the auditorium and began making their way back to their own Tipi. As expected, Cheryl had indeed won for best story telling, and Janet with her solo performance. But of interest, it wasn't the sound of Crickets that filled their respective ears on the way back, but the sound of love making that was beginning to occur throughout the entire camp.
"Are we that noisy?" Dale kiddingly asked his wife as they walked back between two of the individual units that were making particularly interesting sounds at the moment as they passed. And even more note-worthy, one of them had a nice large fire going, that easily silhouetted the couple inside as she sat atop her lover, thrusting herself up and down upon him furiously.
"Maybe a small fire," Joy whispered over to Cheryl as they walked, then giggled knowingly.
To the guys surprise, once inside their spacious Tipi, it was at the girls suggestion that they move all their bedding closer together.
"What are the two of you up to anyway?" Dale wondered asking. The girls simply looked at one another, nodding their heads. He had known earlier they'd been discussing something in secret.
"Well, we both know how much we all enjoyed that evening together."
Bob and Dale both knew of course to which evening the girls were referring. They had talked about it the entire next day on the golf course.
"Yeah? So?
"So...we also know that you've 'both' hinted at maybe doing it again, or more to the point, doing a lot more than we did that night."
They had talked about it of course, though Dale hadn't thought it to be something Joy would consider very seriously.
"And?"
"Well honey...I know you would love to taste Cheryl's pussy, just as I would..."
Now that was something he hadn't been expecting.
"And I would also enjoy pleasuring Bob too, unless he or you have any objections about that."
The girls stood together arm in arm looking towards their husbands. Dale turned sheepishly towards Bob. "So-k with me, if it's Ok with Bob here," he managed to stammer.
Bob answered by way of bending over in order to begin moving the beds.
"Just as I thought," Cheryl laughed as the girls began helping them.
They had started a small, but very warm fire. Then much to their surprise and pleasure, the girls quickly positioned themselves in such a way that Dale found himself at first licking Cheryl's sweet pussy while his wife was sucking on him. Likewise, Bob was enjoying himself with Joy's sweet cunt, having his own cock attended to by Cheryl as they formed a very relaxed and very comfortable daisy chain upon their now very large sized bed. After a time they switched places and Dale felt Cheryl's mouth engulfing his rigidly stiff member for the first time.
"Who'd have thought?" He spoke. "Camp X-TA-C!" he near cheered.
"Shut up and fuck me," Cheryl told him a moment later. So he did.
They had taken a late breakfast after sleeping in, though not before first showering in the open-aired communal shower. But even that had proven to be stimulating, as Dale had found himself standing next to Janet as they washed.
"Mind doing my back?" she had asked him, though she also sought Joy's approval simultaneously.
Joy grinned, giving her approval. "Sure did enjoy your performance last night," she told the woman.
"Thank you, and I enjoyed your story," she said addressing Cheryl. "That gave me all the incentive and excitement I needed in order to have a nice hard fluid orgasm!"
"Boy I'll say!" Joy enthusiastically agreed. "Wish I could do that, Dale would love it!"
"Oh but honey...you can! Hell, I couldn't, or didn't until three years ago, the first time I came up here to camp. But I took that course they're offering. In fact, its the one that's scheduled for this afternoon in fact."
Joy remembered looking over the schedule. "That masturbation class?" she asked.
"Yeah, that's it."
"We really didn't consider it seriously," she mused. "That's one area that neither Dale or I seem to have any problem with doing."
"Oh honey...its not a class for people who have problems enjoying it, it's a class for people who DO enjoy it, and who can learn so much more in order to enjoy it even more than they already are. The four of you really should sign up for it, I'm going to be there myself!"
"Well hell, in that case," Joy left off saying.
"Now...mind doing my breasts too?" she asked with a sly wink towards the two girls.
"Maybe they should each do one," Cheryl suggested with a laugh. But the boys had already agreed to that very same idea.
Frankly, Dale was surprised to find that so many people had signed up for the class. There were at least sixteen people in attendance all total. And the fact that the class was being held in one of the larger sized Tipi's made it even more interesting as they had all been instructed to form a perfect circle around their instructor as she stood in the middle of them.
Dale noted that she was obviously Native American, with long dark braided hair that fell well down past the middle of her back. Her skin was copper-toned, smooth looking without a trace of hair anywhere, causing her near fully exposed femininity to puff out invitingly so.
"Now then, before we begin, is there any one here that doesn't want me to touch them? Male or female?" she asked.
Taking a quick survey around the room, she noticed that no one seemed to object to her statement though there was a nervous chittering from a few.
"Good, because we're here to have fun and not offend anyone," she stated simply. "And hopefully, with what I'm here to show you today, and with what you'll experience here today, will prove to be both a rewarding as well as very pleasurable experience! Now then, lets start off with the guys shall we? Lets begin by getting those cocks all nice and hard!"
Embarrassment shown all around, but only briefly. One by one, either through their own doing, or through the help of their respective partners, each of the guys in attendance was soon fully erect. Joy couldn't help but find the many differences amongst them both arousing as well as interesting. There was virtually every size and shape of cock imaginable. One or two were enormous, others were thicker or fatter, a few shorter but still hard as a rock. Each one in its own way unique and wonderfully aroused.
Satisfied, the instructor took another quick survey off all the proudly displayed pricks in hand. "Wonderful!" she commented. "Now, the first technique I am going to show you, which some of you may already know, but for those of you who don't, it's still enjoyable to watch. Now, I'd like a volunteer to come stand next to me for a demonstration, then I will come around and demonstrate the technique on each of you individually as well, and show your partners how to do it, and also explain why."
To his surprise, Joy actually volunteered her own husband before anyone else had gotten up enough courage to do so themselves. Before he even knew what he was doing, Dale found himself standing in the center of attraction with everyone else looking on.
After first applying a small dab of lubrication to his prick, "Sonny" as she was called, then took Dale's member in hand and began her demonstration.
"Now I call this...the 'twist top,'" she stated simply. "It's not a motion designed to produce orgasm, we're along, long way from wanting to do that here. But...it IS designed to tease, as well as to further stimulate and increase the sensitivity and pleasure to the nerve endings on the tip of the male organ."
To be honest, Dale found himself wildly aroused by this otherwise embarrassing ordeal. To have this attractive and seductively looking instructor standing there holding on to his cock while she slowly turned him about the small circle they stood in as she performed her technique, was erotically stimulating beyond words. Even the looks on the faces of those who watched him were curiously fascinating. Many watched with serious expressions, though some with hidden lusty smiles, each one however enrapt with keen observations.
"Now the trick is, to firmly, but gently twist just the head of the penis much like you were taking the twist top off the end of a bottle. So I want each of you to grasp your partner's penis, hold the nice hard stem much like a bottle, then with just the tips of your fingers holding onto the tip, twist it about half way, letting go, then clasping and twisting it again. Your partner should at this point be willing to tell you to either do it harder, or a bit softer, dependant upon their level of enjoyment."
Obviously Dale had frequently masturbated himself, though unless doing so as part of the game he and Joy played together, it was otherwise mostly for a quick stress relief. He certainly preferred it when Joy pleasured him with her own hands, and was enjoying the sensation of this particular technique, which he had performed upon himself on occasion, but not with the sensations that he was currently experiencing. He noticed that both Joy as well as Cheryl were watching with pure and total concentration, even taking turns on Bob's cock as he benefited from the experimentation from both women.
The instructor again noticed the participation and progress of the entire group. "Very good...now, lets try going in the opposite direction!"
As there was actually one woman there without a partner, the instructor then invited her up to perform the technique on him. Which she happily did. And to which Dale happily succumbed. He was truly finding this bit of exhibitionism to be quite stimulating, and felt the first pearly drippings of precum to begin oozing from within the tip of his prick as the young single female continued her twist top technique.
"Oh good!" The instructor stated, noticing this first pleasurable release of fluid. "Once you begin to see the appearance of lubrication, I will show you another very teasing, and pleasurable technique."
Dale had half-hoped she would continue with him, but many of the other men in attendance had by now began producing this same horny fluid as well. Thanking him for his participation, she then allowed Dale to rejoin his own partner, selecting another.
"Enjoy that?" Joy teased him as he settled down beside her. "I certainly did!" she added winking at him. "That was fucking hot to watch!"
"It was fucking hot to feel!" he admitted to his wife.
After their instructor had demonstrated several more interesting little techniques, she then asked everyone to stand. "And finally, before we move on to the women, while we have so many differing men here with us, I would like, with the men and women's permission of course, to invite you all ladies to walk a circle around our men here, take a moment or two to get a feel or sense of some of the differences, practicing one or two of the techniques you've been given here. Don't be afraid to ask each of our willing participants if they like what you're doing or how they prefer it. Remember ladies, just like we are, men are equally as different in their sensitivity levels as well, so don't be afraid to ask them and find out."
Once again, it was amazing to Dale to feel the touch of so many hands upon him. Some barely so soft in touching that he barely felt it, others much firmer, more inquisitive or exploratory.
"Bet you're enjoying this aren't you?" Cheryl asked as she finally came back around with Joy still practicing on another gentleman, one who had a rather enormous looking phallus.
"As you will be, I'm sure," Dale chided her back.
Once everyone had settled down once again, their instructor began speaking. "Ok now it's the ladies turn. And I'd like to begin with introducing a very special friend of mine, and someone who has been coming here for the past three years. Not too surprisingly, it was Janet who then entered their Tipi and formally introduced. "Ok, who here among you has had what we lovingly call a female ejaculation? Show of hands?"
Dale noticed that perhaps a third of the women present either said they had in the past, or could frequently do so.
"Would it surprise you to discover that every woman can be taught to ejaculate with practice and patience?" she asked. "Well, you can! Not every woman may ejaculate the same way, nor is this really any different than most men. There are different ways to experience this sensation, with differing results. But as Janet and I will shortly show you, each and every one of you can learn how to do it, if you wish too," she added.
With eagerness, Dale watched along with his wife and friends as Sonny began explaining the basic caressing techniques using Janet as her more than willing subject. One by one, everyone who was interested, and as it turned out, they all were, came and had a much closer look as Sonny demonstrated where she placed her finger tips just inside Janet's pussy, and rubbed the upper lining of her pussy to excite and stimulate that particular "E" spot as opposed to the now known "G" spot.
"Much like stimulating or caressing a males prostate gland, it is here in the woman that we find this particular pleasure center capable of producing what we now commonly refer to as the female ejaculate center."
Many of those present where then invited to place their fingers inside Janet's cunt as Sonny continued to instruct them on the caressing techniques. She then for many of the other women present, inserted her own fingers inside them as well, and began showing them just what to do, and how to do it.
"In a moment, we'll have you, or your partners practice these techniques on yourself, but I am sure that all of you might enjoy seeing the actual explosive climax, so Janet has graciously agreed to masturbate herself to orgasm, and then she will do the same to me until I do. This way you will see how it can be done by self-inducement, as well as through partnership."
Having seen Janet's ejaculatory experience the previous evening, Dale was excited to see her do it again, but even more so as he would be much closer to the actual orgasm experience this time than he or anyone else had witnessed the evening before.
Without any hesitation, Janet began playing with herself, though Dale found it somewhat amusing to see Sonny affectionately playing and stimulating Janet's breasts at the same time. "Quite often for a lot of women, the addition of breast stimulation helps in the achievement of the arousal levels necessary to achieve female ejaculation," she explained.
And the fact that Janet seemed to be more than enjoying Sonny's tender caresses led Dale along with several others to believe this wasn't the first and only time these two had enjoyed this sort of experience together.
Even more surprising was the fact that it didn't seem to take even as long as it had the previous evening when Janet's subtle signal to Sonny that she was close prompted her to speak once again.
"Ok, she's almost there now," she informed everyone. "Now, as she begins to ejaculate, you will notice that she is NOT, and I repeat, she is NOT peeing! This release, this female fluid does not come from inside the urethra, as many would have you believe. This does indeed come from inside the vagina, as you will soon see. And nor will it have the odor or taste of urine associated with it. You ready then honey?" she asked turning to face Janet who's own face now mirrored the edge of ecstasy that she was even then teetering on.
"Fuck yes!" she hissed wantonly. And then a second later her pussy shot a long thin streamer of clear pearly liquid a good foot or two in the air!
"Holy shit!" someone exclaimed, followed by several very similar and surprised comments.
But she wasn't done yet either, another even fuller gusher of female cum cream spurted from the fiery depths of her inflamed cunt a moment later, causing an even greater stir of excitement and wonder from within the group.
During Janet's third and forth very forceful, still spurting explosions, Sonny had purposely moved closer, catching some of it within her hands.
"Now, for those of you who are willing, I would invite you to have a taste or a smell of her essence." Sonny then licked her own palm, savoring a bit of the taste and flavor of Janet's more than impressive orgasm. To his surprise, Dale watched both Joy and then Cheryl immediately walk over and partake from Sonny's hand some of the female cum cream she had managed to capture there. Having done that, with the exception of only a few, most everyone else then did so as well, including all but one of the men.
"Tasty!" Dale mused grinning at his wife.
"Yes...she was!" Joy agreed all the while wearing a most significant flush to her cheeks.
"Now, as Janet has showed you it can be done to oneself, she will now show you how easily it can also be done to your partner."
At that point, Sonny then positioned herself in a relaxed position, inviting everyone to form a half circle around her while watching. Janet then knelt down beside her and proceeded to stimulate the woman's pussy, not only stimulating inside her with her two fingers as previously demonstrated, but also gently rubbing the woman's blood engorged clit with the tip of her other hand.
"In combination with oral pleasuring, this can and often does produce even bigger, stronger, harder female ejaculations," she explained through a pleasured faltering tone of voice. "As you can see, Janet is expertly rubbing my clit in combination with walking her two fingers along side that pleasure center just inside the opening to my vagina. And though what she is doing is very pleasurable indeed, I quite often prefer the feel of a tongue or pair of lips upon my clit simultaneously."
And as though she'd instructed, Janet immediately leaned over and began doing just that.
Standing to the side of him, Dale heard his wife's gentle moan, then whispered comment towards Cheryl who was standing next to her.
"Oh my god...I've got to try that!" she half stammered. Dale heard Cheryl's giggle. "If you insist!" she offered.
"Hell...I insist!" Dale stated then, letting both girls know in so doing that he was more than happy to see them doing that to one another.
"I am...almost...ready," Sonny announced to everyone, including Janet who only then reluctantly sat back up, leaving the smear of female lubrications to remain on her face without wiping them away. "Everyone ready?" she just managed, and then allowed the first of several glorious spurts to explode from within the depths of her quivering pussy.
"For those of you who would like stay afterwards for some one on one instruction, both Janet and I will be glad to do so."
Dale and Bob were each surprised when their wives told them they wanted to stay, but in the same breath, ushered them along to busy themselves elsewhere. And though Dale truly would have loved to stay and watch, he knew that each of the girls wanted to try and learn to do this without the nervousness of their husbands hanging around.
"That was pretty fucking intense!" Bob exclaimed as they wound their way back towards the dining area. "And now I am fucking starved too!" he added.
"I'll say," Dale agreed. "On both counts!"
"Ah...you might want to do something about that before we eat!" Bob said looking down at Dales stiff pointing erection.
Dale laughed in spite of himself. He hadn't even realized he was still hard, realizing even as he thought about that, that he was indeed becoming more and more comfortable with the sexually arousing environment they were in.
"Fuck it!" He quipped. Maybe I'll find some left over doughnuts to go around it!"
"And who knows? If the girls learn how to squirt like those two did, maybe we'll have something to dip them into!" Bob jokingly stated.
The image of their wives masturbating together, making one another squirt soon filled each of their minds as they made their way towards the dinning area.
"Ah Bob?" Dale grinned. "You thinking about doughnuts now too?"
Bob and Dale spent the remainder of the afternoon ogling many of the females who had come to the resort out by the pool. Though unlike any of the resorts they had ever been to, it was perfectly acceptable and permissible to fool around whenever, or whenever the mood struck anyone. And there was plenty of that going on to maintain a constant state of arousal and interest. The two had sat sipping margarita's all the while watching two women giving a guy a double blowjob as he sat at the table next to them. It was even comical to see one of the waitress's who was as naked as everyone else, come by their table, stop momentarily to watch the action just as they were, before apologizing briefly, then taking their drink orders.
"Best fucking vacation I've ever been on!" Bob commented. And Dale couldn't agree with him more.
Moments later the girls returned from their instructive session wearing nothing but the smiles on their faces.
"Well?" Dale asked eagerly.
"Well what?" Cheryl responded with a Cheshire cat grin on her face.
Exasperated Dale shook his head in obvious frustration. "So did you? Either of you?" He pressed.
"I didn't," Joy said with a frowny face, that then brightened. "But Cheryl sure as hell did! You should have seen it!"
"Wish we had!" Bob said jumping in, standing to give his wife a congratulatory kiss and a hug. Cheryl laughed looking down at his obvious erection.
"There's an old line from a movie about you being happy to see me," she said giggling. "But in this case, I think it's quite obvious you are, though I suspect you were happy long before we showed up!"
The trio that Dale and Bob had been watching earlier had gotten up and moved off just moments before the girls had arrived. Dale wasn't exactly flaccid either Joy noticed.
"So unless the two of you were playing spank the monkey with one another..."
Dale then told the two women what he and Bob had been watching only minutes earlier. "But enough of that, tell us about your experience!" he reminded them.
"Well like I said," Joy began. "Cheryl seemed to grasp the concept fairly easily. For a moment I thought I might too, but all I had was an orgasm as Sonny fingered me."
"All," the boys chimed in unison grinning. "Like I said earlier to Bob, wish to hell we'd been there to even see just that!"
Cheryl laughed. "We are supposed to practice," she told them. "Sonny showed both of us some exercises to practice on one another, or to show you. So perhaps late we can go back to the Tipi and do that."
Both stood there grinning with their rapidly growing erections as proof of finding that idea to be more than agreeable. "But I definitely think you two should certainly practice on one another while we watch for a while, you know...to get an idea of what it is we're supposed to be doing."
"Sure honey," Joy told her husband. "I sorta figured you might feel that way," she teased him. "But we'll save that for later. Right now I could use a nice stiff drink, then perhaps we can look over the brochure and see what sort of activities we can sign up for tomorrow!"
About that time, the same cute little waitress that had come by earlier stopped to take the girls drink order. She noticed that Joy had the brochure spread out on the table and was going through it.
"If I might make a suggestion."
"Sure, go right ahead!" Joy told the young woman though she caught herself eyeing the girls pink nippled breasts as she leaned over their table.
"Not sure if you guys would be interested in this or not," she began saying. "Because its one of the activities not really listed. But see here where it says special events and activities? Then see where it also says check with Camp director for sign ups and participation?"
"Yeah," Dale nodded eagerly wondering where this was going.
"Well there's a late night bonfire orgy that's being held in the grove," she told them.
"The grove?"
"Yeah, you take the wilderness trail about 1/4 of a mile from here. There's a magnificent natural waterfall that plummets over a hundred feet from the rocks above into a beautiful pool. It's called "The Grove". Every evening at eight for those who've signed up and are interested, they serve a picnic like dinner there, then light a hugh bonfire near the bank. After that, it's a free for all for anyone who's interested. Anyway, thought I'd mention it to you in case you were."
"You going to be there?" Bob questioned. He felt a gentle kick beneath the table and glanced worriedly towards his wife. "What?" he quickly added. "I was just asking!"
"Ah huh," Cheryl said acting annoyed. But then she smiled at him. "I bet I know what you were thinking about," she said openly glancing purposely at the young woman's breasts. "I bet you were wondering what it would be like to suck on one of those weren't you?" she added.
Bob's face reddened with embarrassment as he glanced around the table at his now grinning friends. Even the waitress was smiling at him. "If he really wants to, he can," she said surprising everyone there. "That's part of the service here," she added. "We are in fact available for in Tipi parties or group gatherings."
"Actually, I wouldn't mind seeing that," Dale suggested hopefully.
"I'm sure you wouldn't," Joy commented. "So since you're both sitting here staring at her cute little boobs, you might just as well."
"Really?" Dale asked sounding like a kid who'd just gotten his wish for Christmas.
Joy and Cheryl both laughed at that. "Go right ahead, as long as she doesn't really mind," they said almost in unison.
Their waitress then set the tray she'd been holding down on their table and came over to stand between the two guys. "Be my guest!" she said holding up each one of her tits towards them. Eagerly, the guys quickly latched onto one of her proffered breasts and began sucking it.
"So what do you think?" Joy asked her girlfriend. "Wanna go to an orgy tonight?"
"Hell yes!" Cheryl ventured. "Maybe we'll find a couple of young new cocks to play with while we're there!"
"Oh there'll be plenty of available camp counselors in attendance," the waitress told them. "It's one of the nightly activities we all look forward to going to," she added.
"I bet," Cheryl said demurely. "Maybe we actually will!"
Sheepishly the guys let go of the women's tits and turned back to face their respective wives after the woman left.
"You really serious about wanting to go?" Dale asked his wife.
"Sure why not? It might be interesting," she told him seriously. "Unless you'd rather not..." she said turning her head to follow the cute firm little ass as their waitress made her way down the short sidewalk back into the bar behind them.
"Well, I guess we could go just for a look-see," he said in agreement.
"Ah huh," Cheryl said once again. "Just for a look-see." She glanced down at her husband's still hard firm erection. "Ah baby? Would you like me to do something about this now? Or do you want to save it for later?" she asked playfully giving it a friendly little shake.
"Well, it might be nice to maybe go back to our Tipi, perhaps watch the two of you show us what you learned in class," he said lamely.
"Yeah, just as I thought," Cheryl giggled giving Bob's prick a little slap.
"Hey!"
"Oh, like you didn't like that!" she grinned at him.
"Didn't say I didn't like it, you just surprised me."
"Well how about we surprise the both of you a little more then," she offered. "Joy? Wanna go show the boys what we've learned so far?" she asked. With that, the girls stood and began to wander off back towards their sleeping quarters. Bob and Dale followed, their hard firm erections pointing the way.
Once they had gotten back to their Tipi, the girls situated themselves on the middle of the bed together. Dale and Bob took up positions on either side, satisfied to simply watch and quite looking forward to it.
"Ever think we'd get to watch our lovely beautiful wives play with one another?" Dale said looking over the two women towards his friend.
"Flattery will..."
"Grant you your wish," Joy finished smiling. "Here sweetie, why don't you lie back and I'll practice on you first," she added. "After all, you managed to squirt at least a little bit, and I'd like to see if I can get you to do it again!"
"You almost did!" Cheryl told her seriously. "You were certainly wet as hell anyway," she added wickedly.
"I was that."
"She usually is," Dale interjected. "But maybe for her that's as close as she'll be able to," he wondered aloud. "Maybe not all women can," he said in her defense.
"Oh, I think she can, and that she will...with enough patience and practice!" Cheryl stated enthusiastically. "And trust me guys, Joy and I have every intention of practicing, a lot! Unless of course you have any objections?"
"Not from me!" Dale grinned.
"Me neither!" Bob joined in saying.
"I thought not," she said simply, then moaned as Joy eased one of two fingers inside her friends already glistening cunt.
Dale didn't even realize he was busily stroking his own cock until Cheryl mentioned it.
"Oh I like that!" she smiled wantonly. "That might even help to get me even more aroused and excited!" she stated.
Only then did Dale even realize that he had been stroking his own prick, feeling the flush to his face redden even more deeply as he glanced up towards his friend. He was relieved however to see that Bob was doing exactly the same thing, and surprised to find that rather than feeling awkward about it, he found it arousing to actually see his best friend playing with his own cock in much the same languid way he'd been doing.
"I think we should make them jerk themselves off for us all the time," Cheryl managed to say through raspy quick little breaths as Joy expertly walked two fingers now just inside the opening of her friends liquid quim.
"I think you're right," Joy agreed glancing back and forth between the two men. "There really is something wickedly erotic about that isn't there?"
"There's something wickedly erotic about watching you finger-fucking our friend!" Dale said stating the obvious.
"You've got that right!" Bob agreed, kneeling up slightly as Cheryl reached over grasping his swollen, angry looking prick.
"How about I suck it a little for you?" She asked him unnecessarily, while Joy here gets me off."
"Sounds good," he nodded happily as the feel of his wife's lips surrounding him cut off any further statements.
"Looks good," Dale interjected. "Damn fucking good!"
Before long, Cheryl was arching her back slightly, raising her pelvis up to meet Joy's heavenly stroking fingers.
"I think she's getting there," Joy announced to everyone. Even Bob sat back, forcing Cheryl to relinquish the mouth-hold she had had on his cock, more eager to watch now, hopeful in fact that he would indeed soon be watching his own wife's squirting pussy as her best friend continued finger-stroking her as she did.
"Oh yeah, I'm getting close Joy," Cheryl moaned. "Just...keep...doing...that!" she barely managed to even say.
"Don't forget, Sonny said you should start to feel a sensation like you're going to pee, but that you shouldn't fight it, just go along with it. When you're nearly there, just let it go, then you'll feel that need-to-pee sensation change into something else entirely."
"I remember...and I am!" she just managed thrusting herself up against her friends fucking fingers. "Right...NOW!" she screamed out suddenly. And as she did, they all watched fascinated as the first of three glorious little streamers of pure clear liquid suddenly erupted from deep within the confines of her quivering, spasiming pussy. Joy had immediately withdrawn her fingers, now slapping her friends exposed swollen clit with her hand, further enhancing Cheryl's orgasm, as well as the continued spurtings of her throbbing wet split.
"Wonderful!" Joy shouted in delight.
The boys remained silent, mesmerized at her glorious display. "Holy shit!" Bob finally stammered now stroking his prick with total abandonment. "That was amazing!"
"Now its your turn!" Cheryl smiled switching places with her friend.
"Well even if I don't, I'm looking forward to a nice naughty finger-fuck," she told her. "That made me extremely horny!"
"Ditto!" Dale added excitedly. "That was fucking hot!"
Cheryl blushed in spite of herself. "It really is an interesting sensation," she admitted to everyone. "It's a little different than a normal orgasm, and not sure I'd want to cum that way every time, but it certainly does feel good!" And with that, she began slipping her fingers inside her friend's pussy and began stroking her the way the two of them had been taught to do. "Play with her tits," she told the two boys, who were only too happy to help out in whatever way that they could. Delighted as Joy reached, taking each one of them in hand as they did.
"Fuck, just seeing that is making me horny all over again," she told the three of them. "I think going to that orgy later on this evening is a damn good idea!"
"So do I," Joy added in agreement. "Provided the boys aren't all 'petered out'," she said with a snicker.
"Trust me, a nice hard cum now will do wonders for me later," Dale told her honestly. "But first, I want to see if you can make my wife's pussy squirt the way yours just did," he said hopefully.
"Don't get your hopes up too much," Joy told him, already finding it much harder to talk as Cheryl began teasing her hard little nubbin with one hand, and continued the two-fingered walk just inside the opening of her pussy with the other. "But I will promise you a nice hard pussy clenching, wet sloppy one for sure," she said teasingly. "That I do know!"
It was more of a gush than a squirt. But there was no denying the fact it was a different sort of climax/orgasm than Joy had ever had before. In seconds, the palm of Cheryl's hand suddenly filled with a rich creamy white nectar that oozed down between the woman's still fucking fingers as Joy moaned, tossing her head from side to side in the obvious hard felt throes of ecstasy's release.
Dale had been keeping himself on the edge nearly the entire time now, but as his wife reached the pinnacle of pleasure, he felt the first delicious eruption of his own prick suddenly spewing forth a geyser of cum cream that leapt from the tip of his prick to shower down upon his wife's full hard nippled breasts.
"Oh yeah! Yeah!" Cheryl cried out in delight. "Cum baby, cum all over your wife's beautiful breasts!" she urged him, then turned towards her own husband. "And how about, you cum all over mine?" she questioned.
Only too happy to do that, Bob walked over on his knee's towards his wife, aimed his angry looking prick at her, pumped, then shot a rich thick wad of creamy cum directly between her tits, milking himself, covering one and then another, and another until her left breast was nearly obliterated in his thick male essence.
After taking a nice refreshing shower to make themselves presentable again, the girls made their way over to the main lodge while the guys stayed behind to take a brief stamina building nap.
"Can't believe we're actually going to do this!" Joy commented. "Never in a million years!"
"I know what you mean," Cheryl told her friend. "I'm just a little worried about Bob. As much as he seems to really be enjoying himself, I'm not sure how he'll really feel about including other people that we don't even know."
"Yeah, been wondering about that myself," Joy had to admit. "So I guess we'll have to see and take it one step at a time. Guess we can always leave if it starts to feel a little weird, or if the boys suddenly get cock-shy or something." Cheryl laughed at that, seeing just that in her minds eye. Moments later they were standing at the sign in desk, surprised to see that Marsha was actually manning it.
"We're here to sign up for the orgy tonight!" Joy said boldly.
"My my..." Marsha said smiling at them as she pushed the sign-up sheet towards them. "Didn't really figure the four of you to be quite that adventurous," she proclaimed.
"Well, no promises," Joy admitted. "But we thought we'd at least check it out."
"They can be a lot of fun," Marsha explained. "I'm quite looking forward to going there tonight myself."
"You're gonna be there?" Cheryl asked with a mischievous grin on her face.
"Yes, why?"
"Would you mind doing us both a BIG favor?" she asked the woman as Joy looked on wondering what Cheryl was up to.
"Just ask," Marsha responded just as curiously.
"Well, I was thinking..." And then Cheryl began to explain her thoughts and favor of the woman who sat back in her chair, smiled and nodded her head in agreement.
