Eventually, the conversation turned from “the swap” to a more general discussion of the sexually charged atmosphere of the last few days: the loud, ubiquitous sex at night, the increasingly frequent nudity on display each day. Though I’m almost never one to kiss and tell, I found myself telling John and Jason about our experience at Havasu earlier, stumbling upon Tom and Sam and then having sex in the creek. As it turned out, both Jason and John had similar stories to tell. John told us that he and Lori had snuck off and had sex at the creek as well. And Allyson had given Jason a blowjob after they’d watched Amy and Keith going at it.
At one point, I commented that I hadn’t had this much sex since I was in my 20s and expressed some doubt that I could keep up this pace for two more days. Jason nodded in agreement. It was then that John excused himself briefly, heading back toward his cot. When he returned, a minute later, he reached into his pocket and took out a handful of what looked like individual packs of aspirin or ibuprofen. He gave several to both Jason and me. It took a moment for me to realize what they were: Viagra single packs. “This should do the trick,” John said. “One of the perks of being a doctor. I don’t use these much, but they’re kinda fun once in a while. I’m planning on taking one tonight.”
I’d never taken Viagra or Cialis or anything like that before, but I had always been intrigued. The night had suddenly gotten more interesting.
It got even more interesting after dinner, when Ady told me that she and Allyson and Lori had, after some discussion, agreed to rearrange our cots, moving all six of them into the same little clearing that originally just held ours. Intrigued, I walked through our sleeping area on the way back from a bathroom break. The cots were all packed into a sandy area about 15 feet in diameter. While each couple’s cots were spaced out on the perimeter of the circle, they were all close enough to each other that, with any amount of starlight, it would be easy to see what the other couples were doing. And no doubt that was intentional.
Once I’d made my way back to the communal area, I sat down next to Ady. She looked at me immediately, clearly wondering what I thought of the sleeping situation. I raised my eyebrows and then whispered into her ear, “not much privacy there. Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
“Not really,” she whispered back, “but I can’t stop thinking about what we did earlier, how they were watching us. Is it weird that I kinda got off on that?”
“Not at all. But we don’t really know Tom or Sam and will probably never see them again. But Lori and Allyson… we see them all the time.”
“So do you think this is a bad idea?”
“I don’t know. I guess we’ve already across more significant lines with Jason and Allyson. This is actually kind of tame by comparison. But Lori…”
“Yeah, I know. She’s a piece of work. She was actually hinting at more than just watching. While she won’t admit it, I think she’s kind of jealous of the whole ‘swap’ thing we did last night. Like we left her out or something. It was actually Allyson who suggested this arrangement tonight, and I think part of her thinking was that maybe it would appease Lori, make her feel included, and maybe that can be the end of it.”
I raised my eyebrows again, conveying both my skepticism of Allyson’s logic and surprise that Ady found it at all convincing. But whatever my reservations about where this was headed, I had to admit that I was intrigued by it all. When Ady wasn’t looking I popped one of the Viagra and washed it down with my beer.
…
The six of us were some of the last to leave the communal area and head off the bed. Twenty minutes later, we had all brushed our teeth, made our respective trips down to the toilet or river, and were lying on our cots under the stars. Once the flashlights were off and my eyes had adjusted to the dark, it was clear just how intimate a setting this was. There was more than enough starlight for me to clearly see Lori and Allyson on their respective cots. Both, like Ady, were wearing tight fitting tank tops and skimpy sleep shorts. As I lay spooning with Ady, my hand on her hip, both of us facing inward toward the other cots, I very quickly found myself with a strong erection.
With her ass pressed up against me, she noticed too, and she slowly reached her hand back to rub it through my shorts. I began to kiss Ady on the neck. By this time, the other two couples had maneuvered into similar positions and looked to be similarly engaged in cuddling and very light foreplay. This continued for quite some time before anyone dared to up the ante. Like previous nights, what ultimately prodded us on were the sounds coming from elsewhere in the camp. Just behind us, on the other side of some bushes, a couple had clearly begun to have sex. I knew from my surveying of the scene earlier that the cot on the other side of the bushes belonged to Serena, the beautiful Filipina guide. I wasn’t sure who she was having sex with, though, which somehow made it an even bigger turn on. There were at least two other couples already going at it in other parts of the camp.
By this time, I felt like my erection was going to burst out of my shorts. I was desperate to escalate what we were doing. So I took it upon myself to make that happen. Gently, I reached down and began to slide Ady’s shorts down her hips. She gave no resistance. I then slid my own shorts down, freeing my cock. I lined it up and plunged it inside Ady, who was already dripping wet. She gasped audibly as I entered here, which alerted the others to what we were doing, if they hadn’t noticed already.