It was then that I leaned in and kissed her. We kissed slowly at first, gently, with just our lips, our hands still at our sides. But her hand soon moved to my chest and mine to her thigh. For a long time, we did little more than kiss, but the intensity of our kissing continued to grow. And then the clothes started to come off. It started with my t-shirt, then her shorts, leaving her in just her panties and a tank top. She had no bra underneath.
After some more kissing and groping, she pushed me onto my back, crawled on top of me, and continued kissing me urgently. I had one hand on her ass and with the other I reached up and moved the strap of her tank top down her right shoulder, freeing her right breast. A moment later, it was in my mouth and she let out a sigh.
“Oh god, Jake, I want you inside me again.”
In a matter of seconds, I’d shimmied my shorts and boxers down and freed my cock. Defty, she slid her panties to the side without taking them off and guided my cock inside her. She was so wet that I slid all the way in smoothly. Though my cock had been inside her just the night before, this felt different. Knowingly being inside someone other than Ady, for the first time in 15 years, felt surreal. Allyson moved gracefully, guiding her hips up and down in a rolling motion, as my mouth moved between her breast and her lips. We continued like that for quite some time, slowly building our pace. By then, we could hear the sounds of at least two other couples who were similarly engaged, though I was pretty sure neither were Jason and Ady, who’d intentionally set up their cots on the far side of the encampment.
Allyson made no attempt whatsoever to be quiet. She was moaning audibly from nearly the beginning, and the longer we went, the louder her vocalizations became. With her hands planted firmly on my chest, she ground her hips into me with increasing urgency, clearly building toward orgasm. When she finally got there, she screamed “oh god, Jake!”
Almost as soon as the words escaped her lips, she seemed to realize her error. She froze and and her eyes opened wide, as an alarmed look came across her face. She ducked down, as if hiding, and whispered urgently in my ear, “oh shit. Oh Shit. Shit. Shit. They’re all going to know now aren’t they? They’ll know I was fucking you, not Jason. Why am I such a fucking idiot?”
I tried to think of the right thing to say, but my ability to concentrate was impaired by the fact that my still rock hard cock was inside a woman who was not my wife. Eventually, and somewhat pathetically, I whispered back “I doubt anyone will put the pieces together. Lots of people are making noises.” The last part at least was true. I could make out the sounds of at two different couples still going at in the near vicinity. What I didn’t mention was that, by the sound alone, I could easily tell who those couples were (Amy and her boyfriend Keith to our right and Kara and her husband Jim to our left).
Allyson raised her head and looked directly in my eyes, as if trying to gauge whether I was being sincere. Apparently she was thoroughly unconvinced because a moment later she lowered her head and whispered, “you’re a good fuck, but a bad liar.”
It was only then that she seemed to realize that I was still inside her, that from my perspective, our encounter had been interrupted prior to completion. She nibbled my ear and whispered, “I’m sorry, Jake. In my panic, I totally forgot about finishing you off.” With that, she began to move her hips again, slowly pistoning up and down on my cock.
Wanting a change of position, I reached around to brace her back and slowly rolled us over onto the other cot until we were in the missionary position. Once we were in position, Allyson raised her legs high, and I began to move faster. Between the slapping noises and the creaking of the cot, we were making quite a ruckus. Sensing my impending orgasm, she blurted out, perhaps a little more loudly than she had intended, “don’t come in me, Jake, just in case.”
She said it just in time for me to pull out. As I did, she grasped my cock with one hand and lifted up her tank top with the other, exposing most of her belly. In the dim light, I could barely see the ropes of cum shooting out and landing near her belly button.
After we’d cleaned ourselves off, Allyson crawled into my sleeping bag with me and lay down with her head on my shoulder. We had agreed that Allyson and Ady would return to their cots at midnight and it wasn’t yet 11:00. Allyson finally broke the silence. “So do you think I’ve made things worse tonight? How do you think Ady and Jason are going to react if tomorrow everyone in camp knows what we did tonight?”
“I don’t know,” I answered honestly. “But even if they know, maybe they won’t say anything. Jason and Ady may never know that they know. Right?”
“I guess.”
I must have dozed off after that, because the next thing I knew, my watch was vibrating. It was midnight. I woke Allyson, who had dozed off too, and she gave me a final kiss goodbye before heading back to Jason. A minute or so later, Ady walked quietly back into view. In the dim light, her expression was hard to read. I had no idea what to say to her. She didn’t seem to want to talk either, but, reassuringly, she crawled into my sleeping bag with me and curled up onto me, her arm draped across my body and her head resting on my chest. We both promptly fell asleep.
DAY 5: Everyone Knows
During breakfast the next morning, Ady and I kept getting weird looks. At first I thought I was imagining it, but when Jason and Allyson walked into the center of camp and I saw the way others were looking at them and whispering, I knew something was up.
It didn’t take long to get confirmation. Lori, true to form, was plugged in to every bit of gossip within the group, and before everyone had even finished their morning coffee, she had dragged Ady and Allyson off into the brush to confront them with what she’d heard.
Ady came back about 10 minutes later, shaking her head as we made eye contact, but not looking terribly upset. She pulled me aside. “Good news, Jake. Everyone knows about last night and they all think we’re kinky swingers,” she said with a deadpan delivery. “Apparently neither of us are as discreet as we thought. According to Lori, Terra and Frank actually saw Jason and I in the act. Oh, and apparently both Kara and Amy heard Allyson calling out your name last night when you too were going at it. Allyson’s hoping that detail doesn’t make it back to Jason.”
“Oh man. What the hell did we get ourselves into? How did Lori react to all this?”