As I began slowly thrusting in and out, I watched as Lori and then Allyson were slowly disrobed by their husbands. Following my lead, both soon removed their wives’ shorts. And Jason pulled down the strap on the left side of Allyson’s tank top, exposing her left breast. He caressed her breast with one hand as he slowly thrust into her from behind. Seeing this, Lori sighed and sat up. She pushed John over onto his back and quickly got on top of him, lowering herself onto his cock. She then reached down and pulled her tank top up over her head. Now completely naked, she placed her hands on John’s chest and began to really ride him. It was an incredible sight to behold.
Before long, Allyson followed suit, but instead of facing Jason, she straddled him facing his feet, as she had with me that fateful night in the pitch black. Almost as soon as she’d slid onto his cock, he pulled down the other strap of her tank top, letting the whole shirt fall down to her waist and exposing both of her incredible tits.
Ady and I opted for an entirely different position. She rolled over onto her stomach, temporarily breaking the connection. Keeping her head and shoulders on the pillow, she got onto her knees, thrusting her ass high off the cot. Taking the hint, I got onto my knees behind her, grabbed her firmly around the hips, and re-entered her. She gasped loudly as I did so.
Before long, the sounds coming from just our corner of camp were incredibly loud. It was like we were all trying to outdo each other. We all shuffled through several different positions, as if wanting to put on the complete show for each other. Eventually I found myself lying on my back, with Ady riding on top of me. She liked to finish in that position because it was easier for her to orgasm without using her hands. I finally took the opportunity to remove her tank top, leaving her completely naked. She was so lost in passion that she barely noticed.
It was then that I noticed that there were people standing around the perimeter of our camp area, watching us. It was too dark to make out more than their silhouettes, but there must have been at least six or seven people standing around. And there could have been more that I just couldn’t see from my vantage point. Ady hadn’t noticed them yet, but when I looked around, I saw that both Lori and Allyson had noticed. Lori was on all fours, getting drilled from behind by John and moaning wildly. Allyson, like Ady, was riding on top of her husband. When I looked in her direction, we briefly made eye contact and she grinned at me.
When Ady finally opened her eyes and noticed the audience we’d generated, I saw a flash of self-consciousness pass across her face, but it was quickly replaced by a wide eyed look of pure lust. A few seconds later she screamed “oh god” and came hard, shaking and quivering on top of me.
The rest of us all came soon thereafter, one after another, and when the show was over, our audience silently dispersed.
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I awoke a little before dawn, desperately needing to pee. There was just enough light that I didn’t need to bring a flashlight with me as I made my way down to the river. On my way back up, I nearly crashed into Allyson, who had apparently just made a bathroom run as well. I was startled not just because of the unexpected contact, but by the fact that Allyson was wearing only a pair of sleep shorts. She reflexively moved one of her arms up to cover her breasts, before smiling sheepishly and letting it drop again.
“I guess it’s silly to cover up at this point,” she said, sleepily. Her straight black hair was all disheveled and fell down onto her perfects breasts. She looked so beautiful. Without even really thinking, I reached out and grabbed her arm, gently pulling her toward me. I leaned down and kissed her and she kissed me back.
I’m not sure what I was thinking. I probably wasn’t thinking. But at that moment I wanted so badly to touch her. The feeling seemed to be mutual because she practically melted into my arms and before long we were kissing passionately. I’m not sure if it was the Viagra still in my system or the eroticism of the moment, but my cock reacted almost immediately, poking through my shorts. Allyson felt it and immediately reached for it.
The rest happened very fast. I yanked her shorts down as she did the same to me. We were standing right near one of the beached rafts, so I picked Allyson up and sat her on one of the raft’s pontoons. A moment later I was inside her, my hands gripping her hips. It was a fast, almost animalist fuck. There was nothing gentle or tender. We just wanted each other and didn’t care about anything else. She came surprisingly quickly, her eyes growing wide as she mouthed “oh god” and I felt her spasm on my cock. A moment later I pulled out and ropes of cum landed on her tummy.
When it was done, neither of us said anything. We just kissed a final time, found our shorts, and then wandered back to our cots.
DAY 6: Getting Ready for the Finale
I couldn’t fall back asleep once I was back on my cot. I just kept replaying my encounter with Allyson in my mind. Did I just cheat on Ady? Did the fact that I’d already had sex with Allyson twice in the last few days, with Ady’s knowledge, mitigate things at all? Why did it feel so right in the moment?
After an hour lost in my thoughts, it was truly dawn and there was some movement around the camp, most likely some early risers getting up to bathe in the river. Since I couldn’t sleep, I decided to join them. When I got down to the river, towel over my shoulder, there were already seven or eight people in the water, all of them in various states of undress. None of them seemed a bit self-conscious about it either. What a difference a week had made.
Just as I’d stripped down and entered the cold water, Allyson appeared on the bank. She looked startled at first to see me. But she didn’t turn away. She’d clearly come down to wash off too. Before long, we were both naked, standing in knee deep water about five feet apart from each other. I finally broke the silence, speaking in a soft voice so as not to be overheard, “should we talk about it?”
She sighed, replying, “I don’t know, Jake. I’m not sure what’s going on anywhere. This is all so strange. Do you think we can just have a ‘what happens in the canyon, stays in the canyon’ rule?”
I chuckled. “Yeah, I’d vote for that. Not sure it will work, but…” I trailed off, not sure what else to say. After a bit of silence, I finally asked what I’d been meaning to ask: “So should I assume from your answer that you’re not planning on telling Jason about what happened earlier?”