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The Camp
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By
Karl Bruen
As had been mentioned, Paula and me had developed pretty good tans
and
our bodies had slimmed down and toned up as a result of our
increased
sexual regime. Due to our new web site and our run-away adult
business, we
had an increase in our email. More and more people were writing
to us
thereby increasing our awareness of what was happening in the
adult
entertainment sub-culture.
It seems that there were more adult only nudist camps opening
up.
These were thinly veiled sex camps; hedonistic retreats catering
to
swingers' tastes. Due to our new lifestyle where we never wore
clothes
anymore because they only got in the way of our constant
screwing, we
became increasingly interested in this concept.
One rainy day, during a rare break, we decided to explore the
location
and availability of these sex camps via the Internet. Imagine our
surprise
when we discovered that there was one only about twenty kliks from us.
We
visited their web site. It appears that at one time this had
been a
legitimate nudist colony but had to shut down due to a dropping
membership.
The owners were a Dutch couple who really loved the area and
their
campground. Being liberal minded and enterprising, they had checked
out
and gambled on changing the format of their retreat. By writing to
various
organizations and entering into the swinger sub-culture, they had
solicited
and obtained written commitments to membership to the tune of almost
four
times as many as their conventional camp had been at its peak. With
these
figures they were able to obtain a loan to fortify the security
perimeters
and to build the specialized facilities that their new clientele
would
require.
They were entering their third year and the membership was
steadily
increasing. Also, they were the only camp of this type within a
two
hundred klik radius. Plus, because of the great quality of the grounds
and
facilities and the glowing endorsements from satisfied members, they
were
hosting the annual Adult Entertainment Industry Awards.
Well, Paula and me looked at each other and being so in sync, had
the
same thought. We could increase our business opportunities and
possibly
open up a new aspect in adult entertainment by vying to become the new
king
and queen of porn or at least major headliners. We made plans to visit
the
camp the following day and went through our merchandise to pick out
what
would be good samples. This was quite a chore in that it really
took a
while because it made us hornier than hell causing us to screw more
than
deciding what to choose. Finally, at about three-thirty in the
morning we
amassed a fairly good variety of products and fell asleep with me
plugging
Paula's butt.
Morning came too soon and we started to load the truck. This
didn't
take too long, but what did delay us a bit was our reluctance to
put on
clothes. We must have dressed and undressed at least a half dozen
times
because whatever we wore just seemed too stifling. I settled on some
light
linen shorts, a light cotton tank top and my trusty sandals. Paula
finally
settled on that dark blue, flimsy material, spaghetti strapped,
curve
hugging dress with her high heeled sandals - she looked really hot! I
was
starting to get all excited and suggested that we get into the truck
before
we have any more delays.
We arrived at about a quarter after nine and promptly
introduced
ourselves to the owners. As mentioned previously, they were an
imaginative
and open-minded couple who had no problem with our agenda. They
were
helpful in that they told us that we were up against real stiff
competition
- no pun intended. We really managed to get on the good side of
this
couple - Jan and Pietr, by name - and they set us up in a nice little
cabin
with *all* the amenities. Hell, we ended up screwing, fucking and
sucking
for about three hours before we even started to unpack!
Paula started to get fixated upon me getting and staying erect
for
many ejaculations. She started what was to end up as a 'deregeur'
regime
of training for me to be able to maintain and sustain an erection
for as
long as there was life and desire in me. And as long as Paula was
around,
there was plenty of desire. But as in all things, the mind is willing,
but
the flesh is weak. So, she had me constantly doing "towel lifts."
These
were exercises designed to increase the strength of penis's base
muscles -
the ones that actually control the length and rigidity of the
erection.
She would drape a heavy shower towel over my dick and like a power
lifter
coach call out the 'reps.' I would attempt to lift my dick up to
full
erection level with the weight of the towel hanging onto it. The first
few
were no problem, but after five it became increasingly difficult to
get it
up to full height. Paula would exhort me to greater efforts by
telling me
that if I couldn't get the next set of reps finished, she wouldn't fuck
me.
Well, that kind of did it! I don't know how I managed it, but I was
able
to finish and then Paula became all lovey and cuddly and would stroke,
suck
and fuck me. Then we would rest for about ten minutes and start
another
series of reps. These reps consisted of ten lifts every two seconds
which
wasn't too difficult at first, but then after the sixth series was
starting
to get real trying.
Anyway, as difficult initially as it was, Paula's persistence
paid
off. I was doing twenty lift rep series with a lift time of ten
seconds
per lift with two towels draped over my dick. And I was able to do
five
reps with a five minute rest between sets and able to do them all day
long
if I had to. Now my cock is constantly hard and erect, almost laying
flat
against my stomach. Paula was ecstatic and if I thought that she
couldn't
keep her hands off of me before, she was all over me constantly now.
She
made sure that I was always nicely and smoothly shaved and she was
forever
rubbing this imported skin lotion onto my parts. While studying
myself in
a mirror, I had to admit that my dick was definitely longer, thicker
and
harder than it had ever been and my balls seemed to bulge a little
larger
under their sac stretcher collar.
We had been at the camp for about ten days and were just
generally
getting familiar with the layout and the folks. The Adult
Entertainment
Awards Celebration wasn't due to start for another three weeks, so
there
was plenty of time to get to meet a lot of folks. Most were just
regular
swingers who had been members since the onset of the camp and were
curious
to see what the upcoming festivities would bring. There were some
people
who were sort of like camp followers (no pun intended) who followed
the
A.E.A to the different sites who hosted the festivities every year and
they
had been doing this for about twenty five years. From these
people we
definitely got an earful and quite a few times, an eyeful.
There was this couple from Montana who had been on the circuit
for
fifteen years and they really had some interesting stories to relate.
They
told us about this one time about eight years ago when the Awards were
held
in Arizona about a massive fuck-a-thon that transpired. It lasted for
over
two days and there were initially over two hundred couples
involved.
Basically, it consisted of how many times a couple could screw
continuously
until either one or both of them could no longer carry on. It started
out
on the massive picnic fields of the hosting camp with judges dividing
the
large group into five couple cells with a referee overlooking each
cell.
Needless to say, there wasn't a shortage of volunteers for referees.
The
rules were very simple: screw until you drop. It was a little
more
civilized than that implied, though. The contest would start at 0800
hrs
after breakfast; a mid morning bathroom break of fifteen minutes; a
half
hour lunch break at 1200 hrs; a mid afternoon fifteen minute
bathroom
break; a one hour supper break at 1800 hrs, then into the home
stretch
until 2200 hrs. About a hundred couples were finished by the lunch
break
and about thirty or so lasted until supper and then another twenty
finally
had to drop out by the 10 P.M. mark.
This left about fifty couples to continue into day two.
The
organizers hadn't really expected the turnout that happened nor the
stamina
of the participants. They had only expected about maybe fifty or
so
couples to participate and that the contest would be over by supper
time at
the latest. There was some hasty reorganizing of the Festivals events
and
day two entered into full swing. This time they had split the couples
onto
two separate stage areas right in the center of the camp. The mood
was
definitely a festive one - sort of like a carnival - the shutter bugs
were
out in full force. The flashes were popping so frequently that
even in
full daylight the scene took on a stroboscopic effect causing
the
performing couples to preen and ham things up a bit. Their movements
took
on an exaggerated effect and the pace became even more frantic to
the
delight of the crowd.
Finally, it came down to three couples and by this time the
effects of
the frenetic pace could be seen having its result. Their moves
were
becoming a lot slower and less obvious. They were merely moving
just to
keep their eligibility. The day long tension was having its
effect on
everyone, including the crowd. Yawns and desertions were becoming
more
evident. Suddenly, from the third barely moving couple came
the
unmistakable sounds of snoring. The guy had passed out in mid stroke,
fast
asleep. As they were carried off to a cabin to finish their well
deserved
rest, the remaining couples looked at each other and redoubled
their
efforts in earnest.
Sensing a new urgency in the activities the crowd came back to
life
and started cheering for their favourites. The carnival-like
atmosphere
had returned and the flashbulbs doubled in intensity and had an even
more
profound effect due to the dark. The couple who were to eventually
become
the Champs came alive and stood up and treated the crowd to an
amazing
display of vertical fornication that left them all standing,
cheering,
whistling and stamping the ground in approval. They were really
amazing in
their vigour so much so that when the other couple finally bowed out
they
insisted in performing two more rounds to the delight and
appreciation of
the crowd. They finished to a roaring ovation that echoed from the
hills
and woods surrounding the camp area.
This was about eight years ago and since then that couple had
gone on
to amazingly successful careers in the Adult Entertainment Business.
The
last estimate of their occupations was that their net incomes were in
the
eight figure range and that they were contemplating retirement. Not
bad
for short, enjoyable but very lucrative careers.
Paula and me just looked at each other and smiled. If this
type of
thing could be arranged at this year's festivities, then we stood
an
extremely good chance of winning it. In addition to the penis
exercises,
we had been practicing our coital techniques. For instance, we were
taking
a walk through the extensive grounds of the camp discussing
various
techniques and pausing every now and then to try them out. During
one
pause where Paula was demonstrating a jerk-off technique, we detected
some
whispering in the bushes slightly to our left. Paula called out to
whoever
was hiding in the bushes and three rather comely, totally naked women
come
out. They were really rather attractive; one blonde, one brunette, and
one
redhead. My penchant for redheads became evident as my cock
stiffened to
the point where I started leaking precum.
Still grasping my dick, Paula noticed the positive change
and
whispered in my ear that we should try to get these girls into a
round of
'sexual athletics.' Paula then proceeded to explain what we were
trying to
do and invited them to make suggestions. She started to explain
how we
would start out by her masturbating me while I stood there with my
hands
behind my back, my legs slightly parted and my nuts proudly on
display
thanks to my sac stretcher and then proceeded to demonstrate. As she
was
stroking me, she told the girls that I was extremely virile in that I
would
stay hard even after I ejaculated and when they exclaimed doubts
she
quickened the pace to hurry my climaxing. I tensed even further so
that I
could shoot a wad for the trio's enjoyment - chicks always seem to
like to
watch guys blow their load.
The three women watched, enthralled. They were becoming
visibly
excited by the show Paula and me were putting on. Their breasts,
throats
and faces were getting flushed and their nipples were getting erect.
Their
hands were starting to drift towards various areas of their anatomy
and
began stroking, tweaking and petting. Their breathing became
slightly
laboured and they licked their lips with increasing frequency. Yes,
they
were very definitely getting turned on. When I finally erupted, they
all
let out sighs of contentment and relief.
When Paula continued to stroke me and I remained hard as ever,
the
girls exclaimed with wonder and admiration. As she continued to stroke
me,
the redhead came up and asked if she could stroke me. My cock became
even
harder, if that was possible and Paula relinquished my pulsating
member to
her soft, willing hands. She grasped me with a bit of hesitation at
first,
then as she got used to my mass, she started stroking with
increasing
enthusiasm. Shortly, she was whaling away with abandon and I soon
came,
squirting a load of cum onto her breasts and stomach. The sight
of my
pearls of passion excited me even more so that my cock stayed rock
hard
much to 'Red's' delight as she continued to stroke. She reached out
with
her other hand and began to play with my balls, tugging and
gently
squeezing them. The other two girls and Paula began touching
themselves in
earnest, now. Soon, I was able shoot out another stream of goo,
much to
the delight of all the women watching the show. Red was still stroking
me,
gently now, sort of like idling and I still remained stiff and upright.
The other girls came up to us and started to run their hands over
me,
the blonde covering Red's hand and the pair started stroking me
with an
increasing pace. The brunette reached over to my balls and grasped
the
collar of my sac stretcher and started to shake my nuts. Meanwhile,
Paula
was taking all this in and frigging herself like crazy. The sight of
Paula
coming over and over was keeping me all hot and bothered. That and
with
all three of these beauteous babes working me over caused me to gush
some
more juice all over Red's and Blondie's hands with some trickling down
onto
the brunette's grip. The situation was so hot that my cock stood
stiff,
almost laying flat against my stomach and this prompted Paula to come
over
and yank my cock from the other two's grip.
She knelt down and started to give me one of her exquisite,
lovingly
erotic blow jobs. The three gals stood around us taking in the
show,
openly diddling themselves. They were so hot by this point that
Red
couldn't contain herself and knelt down behind me and took my dangling
nuts
into her mouth. She had an oral technique which along with
Paula's
exemplary skill had me squirting, again.
All in all, I had managed to ejaculate six times within about an
hour
and a half and my cock was still as stiff and as hard as when I
started
out. The trio of tireless tarts was visibly impressed and they
exhibited a
wanton desire for unbridled mating. The blonde and the brunette
were
fingering and petting each other while the redhead was on the ground
with
her fist buried deep inside of herself, pounding away like crazy,
grunting
and groaning with desire.
Paula got me to lie down on the grass and got down on me,
cowgirl
style, and started to thrust and rock while slowly drawing the three
gals'
attention to ourselves. She told them that I could go on indefinitely
and
that all four of them could share me. She said that one of them
should
come over and sit on my face whole the other two should position
themselves
so that I could finger their orifices. Well, Red was on my face,
rubbing
and trying to fit my head up her sopping snatch in a flash while her
two
friends took up positions on either side of me where I quickly
had my
fingers and fists buried and stroking up their sopping, juicy holes.
Paula
and Red quickly leaned into each other, french kissing, tugging
and
tweaking each other's nipples, running their hands over each other
down to
each others clits.
We kept this up until I finally let go a load into Paula's
delicious
pussy. Upon this happening, she got up and Red positioned herself
over my
cock and slid down the shaft up to the hilt and began pumping,
thrusting
and rocking - she had a gorgeous, tight pussy. Then Blondie
switched so
that she was sitting on my face and the brunette switched sides
where I
began to massage her asshole, trying to get three fingers into her.
Paula
squatted over my other hand and I invaded both her holes with
vigour.
We kept up this routine until I had blown a load into all four of
them three
times, non-stop.
Finally, we all agreed to have a bit of a rest. This was
merely a
matter of being able to catch our breaths. All of them, Paula
included,
exclaimed astonishment and admiration as they looked at my still
stiff,
raging hard-on. I couldn't help myself, but I had to stand up and
strut
around and pose, showing off my hard-on. All four of them got up
onto
their knees, came over and started to caress, kiss, suck and lick me
all
over. After about five minutes of this treatment, I was hornier
than a
double dicked, four nutted dawg in a kennel full of breeding bitches.
Spying a nice, fair-sized, smooth log a few feet away, I told
the
ladies to go over and lean over it with their butts sticking up in the
air.
After they accomplished this, I proceeded to screw each of their
pussies
until I blew a load. By this time, loads were long in coming, which
was
just the way I liked it and I pounded them mercilessly which they
liked,
immensely. I ended up in Paula at last and after finally blowing a
load
into her pussy, I pulled my dripping wang out of her sopping snatch
and
sank myself up to my groin into her ass. Then I proceeded to pound
her
butt for about ten minutes until I was finally able to deliver
another
load.
While leaning over Paula, gasping, trying to catch my breath, Red,
who
was next to her caught my attention and whispered that she wanted
me to
pound her butt, too. Well, this just got me hard all over again
and as
soon as I had caught my breath, I moved over between her legs,
positioned
my dong against her pretty, rosy pucker and slowly pushed and
rotated my
dick until I finally felt her start to relax and pretty soon my
dickhead
disappeared into her. Soon, I was buried up to the hilt and then I
slowly
started to stroke in and out, full length. After a bit, Red
started to
really get into it and she was pushing her butt against me in an
effort to
get me deeper into her. Again, I ended up pounding into her for about
ten
minutes until I finally let a gush go deep into her bowels as she
quivered
with orgasm after orgasm, beautifully flushed and dripping with sweat.
Well, her two buddies, Blondie and The Brunette, seeing how Red
and
Paula had enjoyed their butt banging and seeing me, still erect and
horny
as hell, pulled their ass cheeks apart as far as they could and
beckoned
for me to plunge into them. Not wanting to disappoint them, I
gladly
intruded them anally. The Brunette had the best asshole of them all,
Paula
included. It was like her "G" spot had been mislocated in her butt
instead
of her pussy and she really proved to be a wild fuck. I pounded
away at
her for over fifteen minutes and since she had muscles that I
didn't
realize were supposed to exist in that particular location, I
ended up
squirting twice into her. By the time I had finished with her, I
really
was finished. I felt like had run the Marathon in just over three
hours
and really had to rest to catch my breath, this time. But to
their
admiration, I was still hard and erect.
As I lay on the ground, sweating and gasping, they knelt around me
and
caressed, stroked and kissed me. All their hands sneaking over to
caress
my dick and stroke my balls in between petting and caressing the
rest of
me. As we lay around, Paula asked them what they thought of
our
repertoire. They responded that I was unbelievable. They had no idea
that
men such as me existed. They had heard stories but they thought
that
that's all they were: stories. In just over the six hours that we
had
been indulging each other, I had managed to ejaculate twenty seven
times
and I was still erect and hard.
As we sat around and talked we found out that we lived in
neighbouring
towns. The three girls were; Chloe, the redhead, Anya, the blonde
and
Felicia, the brunette. They had been friends all their lives and
had
developed a sort of a sex club. They had joined the Camp this
season
because they had heard that there was a strong possibility that they
might
get lucky but having just arrived that morning, they had no idea
that it
would happen so fast. We told them what we were into and how we
had
adapted our lifestyle so that sex was the ultimate priority and
everything
that we did now focused around it. When they told us that this was
their
ultimate aim also, we gave them our address plus directions and told
them
to pay us a visit after the festivities at the camp were over.
Paula and me discussed the possibility that if we weren't
able to
break into the Porn Business, then we would create our own. It seemed
that
we were collecting a fair amount of friends that were enthusiastic
about
showing off in front of a camera. We felt that we had seen and
experienced
enough that we could produce, direct and act in a porn production and
with
the potential of meeting the right kind of contacts, the ability to
market
them.
Anyway, as the time grew closer to the kickoff of the Festival,
the
Camp's population grew substantially. We kept meeting more and
more
interesting folks. One other memorable couple was Bill and Phoebe.
They
were slightly older, in their early forties, but were in fantastic
shape.
When we asked them what kind of exercise regime they followed to
keep in
such superb shape, they laughed heartily and explained that the only
real
exercise they followed was to engage in sex many, many times every
single
day. Paula and me looked and grinned at each other and replied that we
did
exactly the same thing. Phoebe said the she and Bill had been together
for
twelve years and the attraction was as strong, if not stronger than
when
they had first met. They further explained that they had a medium
sized
group of like minded friends with which they indulged their addiction,
for
they admitted that they were sex-aholics and had no wish to reform. It
was
their contention that sex kept them young, healthy and happy.
Paula and me delightfully agreed as we eagerly explained how we
had
embraced that exact same concept and how it seemed to be working for
us.
We told them about our plans and our setup at the house; about how we
went
nude all the time and how clothes felt so stifling. Bill and
Phoebe
exclaimed joyfully when we told them about how we expanded our video
hobby
from mere home movies to actual commercial efforts which
enjoyed a
reasonable success on our website.
It seemed that Bill and Phoebe ran one of the older, more
successful
adult websites complete with a newsletter. We smacked our heads at
the
same time and remarked that, of course, Bill and Phoebe's website was
one
of the ones which we frequented and to whose newsletter we subscribed.
We
just didn't make the connection. The more we talked, the more we
realized
just how much we had in common. It was almost as if we were mirror
images
of each other. Bill was hung not too badly and Phoebe was very well
shaped
with her tits still high and proud on her chest and like us, their
pubes
were nicely shaved.
They asked us about my sac stretcher and why I wore it all of
the
time. We responded that first of all, I liked the sensation,
secondly, it
kept me in a constant state of arousal by creating enough tension to
expose
the head of my dick all of the time and last, but definitely not
least, it
allowed my nuts to slap against Paula when we screwed. We
volunteered a
demonstration to which Bill and Phoebe readily agreed, so we
immediately
retired to our cabin.
We explained that we had a repertoire planned in case there was
to be
a screwing contest at this year's festivities and asked if they would
like
to see it? Of course, they readily agreed and so Paula started the
ball
rolling with our big jerk-off number. Phoebe murmured appreciative
noises
when I got up to full erection size and we noticed her hand snaking
over to
Bill's parts and start to fondle them - just like we do.
As Paula increased the pace, we noticed that Phoebe's hand
started to
keep time with Paula's. When I finally shot a wad, Bill followed
shortly,
but then they both sat up as my cock remained fully erect and hard
while
Bill's was starting to droop a bit.
We advanced to stage two where Paula knelt down and started to
give me
an exquisite blow job of my cum covered cock at which she pulled
back to
show me ejaculating into her mouth and over her face and tits. They
really
leaned forward to watch as Paula and me got down and I started to fuck
her
goo covered tits with my still rock hard cock. Since I love
fucking
Paula's tits, I made this last for about five minutes before I blew a
load
over her tits, throat and face. Then, without missing a beat, I
hitched
down Paula's body and drove my slick, rock-hard schlong into
Paula's
sopping pussy.
Bill was hard again and he and Phoebe had knelt down and were
watching
us as Bill took her from behind. As I was driving into Paula, she
called
out and asked Bill and Phoebe to pay attention to how my nuts were
slapping
against her and to watch them as I started to cum. She then
started to
thrust faster and to play with her cunt muscles to make me cum
faster,
which I did. Pausing to make sure that I gushed out my full load
into
Paula's twitching twat, I then pulled out, flipped Paula over, wiped
some
juices onto and into Paula's asshole and then eased my raging rod into
her
sweet pucker right up to the hilt. As I started pumping, Paula called
out
to Bill and Phoebe to pay attention to my nuts again and watch and
listen
to how they slapped against her pussy. She whispered into my ear to
really
pour on the steam and jack-hammer her butt so that my balls would
really
bounce and slap against her to impress Bill and Phoebe.
Well, I was so horny at being able to perform in front of an
audience
that I reached under Paula's arms, grabbed her shoulders, spread her
legs
even more and really laid into her. I could feel and hear my balls
banging
away at Paula's dripping cooze. Again, since I loved screwing Paula's
ass,
I stretched this out to about ten minutes and then just as I was
about to
blow my load, I quickly pulled out and spewed all over Paula's back,
making
sure that Bill and Phoebe got a good look at my sac as I emptied
myself.
When I had finished squirting, I sat back and rubbed my goo
into
Paula's back and ass until it disappeared. She then sat up and
together we
turned and looked at Bill and Phoebe. They were just starting
into a
missionary session and Phoebe gasped out that we should bear with
them
until they could work off their sexual tension which should take about
five
minutes. So, Paula and me sat back and enjoyed the show while she
slowly
stroked my still stiff cock and I buried a couple of fingers into
her
creamy cunt and diddled her clit with my thumb. This little
demonstration
had taken just a bit over an hour.
Finally, Bill and Phoebe finished and sat up. Bill's dick was
going
flaccid even though Phoebe started to stroke it slowly. When they
caught
their breath, they enthusiastically exclaimed that we were the best
sex
show that they had seen in a long, long time. They asked how it
was
possible for me to constantly remain erect and hard after
five
ejaculations. Well, Paula told them that a lot of it was my own
innate
talent, plus she explained how she put me through the towel lift regime
and
what I was finally able to accomplish. When they asked just exactly
how
many times a day we have sex and we told them that we averaged in
the
neighbourhood of eighteen to twenty time per day, their eyes just
popped
open and they laid back in resignation.
They told us that they thought that they were doing great
with an
average of ten to twelve times per day and asked us what kind of
training
routine and diet we followed to attain such an impressive performance.
We
laughed and said nothing out of the ordinary other than regular,
normal
healthy food and other than my towel exercises which were developed for
the
hopeful upcoming contest, no extra exercise other than good old
fashioned
sex. That and the fact that where we lived allowed us to indulge in a
fair
bit of hiking, au naturel, and the pool and the property's streams
gave us
ample opportunity for swimming and other 'water sports.' We told them
that
we lived only twenty odd kliks from here and asked them where they
were
from.
Bill answered that they were from Arizona and while the area was
great
for sun worshipping and hiking, au naturel, aquatic resources were
somewhat
limited. They asked us what we did during the cold and winter months
and
we replied that we obviously spent a lot of time indoors and
indulged in
Finnish Steam Baths a lot. When asked what, exactly, was a Finnish
Steam
Bath, we explained the bit about the intense dry heat, the willow
branch
flagellation and the final rush out and rolling about in the snow.
They
were aghast! That sounded like a sado masochistic routine to them.
Paula and me laughed and explained that we weren't into that
kind of
stuff and said that it sounded a lot worse than it is. Actually, it
was
rather sensual and erotic. They just shook their heads and exclaimed
that
they found it hard to believe and we responded that it had to
be
experienced to be appreciated. To which they answered that they
were
open-minded and would be willing to experience the procedure. We
assured
them that it wasn't harmful in the least and quoted incidents of
elderly
Finns, in their 60's, 70's and 80's who indulge in the practice
quite
regularly and have done so all their lives.
We exchanged addresses and gave Bill and Phoebe an open
invitation to
come visit us whenever they liked. After they reciprocated, we
parted
company and proceeded to explore for more new people.
After strolling around and viewing the increasing horde of
humanity
pouring into the Camp, we met up with Jan and Pietr who invited us to
their
cabin. Well, we thought that our place was well furnished and
equipped,
their's was a hedonist's dream come true. What facilities we had, they
had
the ultimate versions - some of which we couldn't have even
imagined.
These had to have been prototypes or custom made. Yeah, Jan and Pietr
had
done alright for themselves.
We discussed various business strategies and exchanged ideas and
then
we settled back and started to socialize. It seemed that Jan and Pietr
had
immigrated from Holland about fifteen years ago. Initially, it had
started
out as a holiday, but they kept extending their visas until they
decided to
make it offical and emigrate. They had fallen in love with Canada. It
was
all the space that had captivated them. Compared to Holland
where
everything was so close together, they were, at first, intimidated by
the
vast distances associated with travel in the 'Great White North.'
Now, they were not penniless students on their 'Grande Toure,'
nor
were they travelling on a 'shoestring' budget. They had achieved a
degree
of financial success in the computer business: Jan was a crack
programmer
who had achieved breakthroughs in the up and coming Linux kernels and
Pietr
was a networking genius and together had amassed a considerable
personal
fortune. When they finally decided to settle down, they decided on
the
Province of Ontario. When we asked them why, they answered that of
all,
Ontario was such a multicultural melting pot compared to the rest, plus
the
geography was much to their liking. While they were impressed with
the
mountains, they were much intimidated by them and felt uncomfortable.
The
West Coast was much too exotic in the sense that the Orient seemed to
have
taken over much of the character and was trying to mold that
section of
geography into a clone of Eastern Society. The middle provinces were
just
too wide open and made them feel uncomfortable whereas the Eastern
ones
were too 'cliqueish.'
We asked them if they had gone to the US and they said they had
but
found the mental and social attitudes too rigid and arrogant - too
insular,
somewhat similar to what a lot of what Europe had settled into. They
found
Ontario a good melting pot and even though it had its problems,
mainly
shitty, corrupt and inept politicians, they felt that eventually they
could
be overcome because of the nature of its cosmopolitan population. It
was
much too intellectually diverse and vibrant to be overcome by a
dogmatic,
fascist, duplicitous managerial hierarchy. Besides, they liked the
trees
and all the fresh water. Plus, they liked the fact that most of the
time
they could have snow for Christmas. They loved cross country skiing.
And they loved sex. Yeah, sex was their main motivation.
Being
geeks, they had developed all sorts of sexual computer programmes. Jan
had
developed a great virtual reality sex programme which could immerse
the
subject into just about whatever fantasy could be conjured. Their
"Nudist
Camp" provided them with ever more scenarios to be incorporated and
this
source proved to be limitless. They commented that there was
stuff
introduced to them that even their fertile imaginations had not
conceived.
We asked them if there was to be a 'Fucking Contest' at the
upcoming
Award Event. They responded that they had yet to meet with the
main
organizers, but felt that such a thing would be possible. They had
heard
and seen such events before and were impressed and had arranged
conditions
so that if such a thing were to happen, it would be the best, to date.
We expressed that we really wanted to enter an event like this
because
we felt that we could win. They asked why and we told them of our
sexual
practices. They expressed doubt and again, we volunteered to
present a
demonstration right there and now. They readily agreed and said that
they
were in the mood for a good sex show and did we mind if they filmed
it.
Paula, big-mouth, yelled out that we loved to be filmed, stood up
and
proceeded to finger herself in front of the Dutch couple.
Jan split her legs wide and from nowhere pulled out this
enormous
dildo, inserted it and matched Paula's strokes. Meanwhile, as I sat
there
and watched Paula, my cock, which was in semi-rest mode, immediately
sprang
up into full, rock-hard, raging tumescence. I went to start
stroking it
and Paula yelled at me to stop and under pain of an extreme beating to
wait
until she could relieve the building pressure. I mewled that I was
hurting
and needed relief real soon or I would be hurt due to a burst
vessel of
some kind or other.
I heard a chuckle from across the table and saw Pietr sitting
there
with an enormous erection. It looked as good if not a little better
than
my own and I was impressed. Pietr looked over at me and remarked that
Jan
treated him exactly the same way. He hadn't jerked himself off in over
the
twenty years that they had been together. Any time he needed relief,
Jan
did the deed. Jan, in between gasps and grunts, looked over to me
and
nodded her head and gushed to me that I had better keep my hands off
of my
dick and let the women do the job properly. Both Pietr and Paula broke
out
laughing and nodded their heads. Outvoted and pussywhipped, I laid
back
with my dick beating in time to my heartbeat and precum leaking out of
the
slit, so much so that it dribbled down into the collar of my sac
stretcher.
Finally, Paula and Jan shook and quivered with orgasms and moved
to hold
each other. Paula took out Jan's dildo and asked her if she minded if
she
tried it out. Jan shook her head and asked if she could help me
relieve my
discomfort - Paula nodded. Jan separated to leave Paula with her new
toy
and slinked on over to me whereupon she wrapped my dick in her
velvety
grip. I looked over to Pietr who nodded and smiled and then glanced
over
to Paula who was in the throes of a building orgasm.
Jan's grip started to slowly stroke the length of my shaft which
was
liberally lubricated with my precum and then slowly increased the
rythmn
until she settled into a medium pace and held me there, keeping me on
edge,
suspending my climax, holding me at her mercy. I couldn't do a thing
and
she knew it as she gazed into my eyes and gave me a mere ghost of a
smile.
She leaned over and whispered into my ear, asking if I wanted relief
and
when I answered numbly, she chuckled and said that I would have to earn
it.
She said that I had had it too good up to this point and from now on I
was
to earn the gratification that I sought.
I was starting to get dizzy with the building tension and desire
that
Jan was provoking within me. I started to babble and agreed to
anything
that she said to placate her and get her to increase the pace to
get me
over the edge and allow me to empty my stones. My nuts felt so tight
that
even though I knew I had my sac stretcher collar wrapped around
them, I
swore that they were sitting at the upper reaches of my throat,
ready to
pop out of my mouth. Meanwhile, Jan was steadily crooning into my
ear
sweet nothings and endless promises of delight, that to my feverish
mind
meant an everlasting vista of satisfaction from the painful, yet
delightful
tension that now racked my body and mind past the point of distraction.
Suddenly, she stopped stroking the length of my shaft and
gripped it
around the top portion and centered her thumb just under where the
head of
my cock joined the shaft. She then proceeded to rub, press, probe
and
squeeze that area with an increasing rate which only increased my
already
over-amped senses to an overload status. I felt my consciousness
start to
waver in and out, all the while straining to blow that increasingly
heavy
load in my nuts.
In my feverish dreams, I imagined that when I finally blew my
load, I
would shoot it squarely in the middle of Jan's chest, right between
her
gorgeous tits and knock her back the three metres to her far wall.
The
amount of goo would soak her entire body from the very top of her
head to
the very tip of her toes. As I lay there with my eyes closed,
dreaming of
all sorts of erotic conclusions, Jan suddenly changed her grip and
started
stroking me full length and with her other hand grabbed and tugged
at my
nuts. She increased the tempo until her hand was just a blur and she
had
grabbed my sac collar and was shaking my bag like a rattle. As I
was
quickly reaching the point of no return, Jan stopped stroking and
engulfed
my member in her mouth and proceeded to give me one of the best blow
jobs I
had ever experienced. I didn't last long at all and when I gushed, it
felt
that I was spewing goo for a half hour and she swallowed every single
drop.
As I laid totally spent, I could feel Jan stroking my still
pulsing,
erect cock. When she remarked at how stiff and hard I was, I told her
that
was what Paula and me were trying to tell them and that's why we
thought
that we stood a real good chance of winning the screwing contest.
I looked over at Paula and saw that Pietr was slurping at her
dripping
cooze while pistoning her bunghole with the huge dildo. Paula's head
was
bobbing, sucking on Pietr's cock in time to his anal thrusts and
looking
like she was enjoying every second of it as was Pietr. Finally, as
Pietr
let loose a load down to Paula's tummy, she started to shake with
her
orgasm. She shook for quite a bit, signalling that she was
experiencing
quite a few consecutive orgasms. Paula was having a great time, also.
Soon, everbody had gotten off and we were resting, basking in
our
sated afterglows. Paula asked Jan about when the filming would take
place
and Jan smirked and showed her a remote control device and then
pointed
towards a curved, prism-like device sitting on a shelf wedged into a
corner
of the room. Paula got up and went over to have a look and called out
for
me to join her. The prism-like device was actually a lens on a
weird
looking camera. When we asked about the device, Pietr answered saying
that
the unit itself wasn't actually a camera but rather an image splitter
that
he had designed. The lens gathered the images which in turn were
fed to
four different cameras through the device and produced slightly
different
aspects of the same scene. When edited, they yielded some very
interesting
results. Instead of setting up four different cameras in four
different
locations, it could all be done through one.
Pietr said that we could come by the next day to have a look at
the
final product after he had a chance to process the clip. In the
meantime,
Jan had turned on their wide screen TV and called us over to have a
look at
a video that they had made. Settling back with some great white
wine, we
viewed a clip of Jan and Pietr going at it with some interesting toys.
In
one scene, Jan is straddling a curious looking device that
vaguely
resembled a gymnast's horse with a dildo extending from it. This in
turn
is surrounded by a tubular structure, sort of like a crash cage in a
dune
buggy. She centers herself over the dildo and spreads and places her
legs
onto the tubes on either side of the device while resting her arms on
the
tubes beside her. Reaching down, she fiddles with a dial type control
and
then flicks a switch. The dildo jumps to life and starts to piston in
and
out of Jan's pussy at a pace of about a stroke every two seconds. Jan
lays
back and lets herself relax as the machine dutifully pounds her juicy
gash
for a couple of minutes. Paula and me laugh and exclaim in wonder. We
had
heard of these things but had never seen one before - a "Fuking
Machine!"
These machines are custom built by some outfit in California and
are
really imaginative. We had only seen still pictures of certain models
but
had never seen one in action before. In the video, Jan leans down
and
fiddles with the dial device and the machine picks up the tempo to
about a
stroke a second and Jan lays back and lets the machine pound her crotch
for
about three or four minutes. Then she leans down again and fiddles
with
the dial causing the machine to go into a random mode which she leaves
for
about ten minutes while she really gets into it and starts writhing
and
twisting in ecstasy. We watch as Jan experiences about seven or eight
body
shaking orgasms. After getting over the shock of watching this
mechanical
device ravish her, we settle back and watch enraptured. It becomes
eerily
erotic in an exotic way. Paula watched, fixated. I could see that the
old
bank account was going to take a healthy hit on this. I knew that
she
would want one.
As we watched, the scenes would shift from the side to the
front to
the rear in a random pattern. Pietr pipes up and remarks that this
was
shot with his camera set up and it was merely a matter of choosing
and
splicing the different scenes together. Paula and me looked at each
other
and I knew that we would be visiting Jan and Pietr a lot. We had to
see if
we could get this camera device and the contact for the "Fuking
Machines."
I asked if Pietr had patented his invention and he answered that no
because
he regarded it as an amusing toy; he hadn't really given it much
thought.
I remarked that the film industry could make great use out of a tool
like
this and maybe he should consider locking a patent on it. He sat up
and
asked if I seriously thought that his 'toy' could be of any use other
than
an exercise in the use of optics. When I replied positively, Jan
remarked
that she had told him pretty much the same thing but he never
took it
seriously.
After Pietr invited us to watch him as he edited the videos of
our
session we gave the couple our thanks for their hospitality and
promised
that we would see them the following day and left. I was right, Paula
was
fixated on the "Fuking Machine" and wanted one or six. That was all
she
could talk about as we made our way to our cabin. The fantasies that
came
out of her were actually rather erotic and bore remembering. When we
got
into the cabin we sat down and wrote down Paula's imaginative
creations;
these would prove to be good outlines for future video themes. I
had to
laugh and chuckle as she came up with a Dr. Who scenario about her
as an
intergalactic princess being ravished by an army of sex crazed Daleks.
My
Paula, always thinking.
The discussion we were having was causing us to get just a
little
excited and we found ourselves touching and stroking each other.
These
touchings led to further explorations which in turn, led us into
more
aggressive actions. Paula settled into a massive cock sucking
session
which lasted forty five minutes, the longest time that she had ever
sucked
me off. She succeeded in making me cum four times so thoroughly that I
was
quite spent and although I was still hard, my desire was
sated,
temporarily. I guess she saw how well Jan had sucked me off and
wanted to
remind me that she was still the "Boss." Well, I had never doubted
it in
the first place, but it was nice to experience her little bit of
insecurity
anyway. It made me appreciate her even more that she would worry
about
something as insignificant as that. I, in turn, tied her limbs to
the
corners of the bed and proceeded to lick, suck and kiss her entire
body. I
gave her a complete tongue bath and ignored her pleas to fuck her.
She
begged me to sink myself into her over and over but I wanted to bring
her
to such a height of tension and desire so as to drive her almost
insane
with lust and passion.
When I finally released her from her bonds, she screamed
wordlessly,
threw me down upon the bed and sunk herself down onto my throbbing
organ
and fucked me non-stop for over an hour making me cum so many times
that I
lost count. As we lay embracing each other, I asked her if after a
session
like the one we just had, why did she want a "Fuking Machine" when she
had
one laying next to her. She laughed outright and said that she had
this
thing for toys or hadn't I noticed. The way she loved going to the
Sex
Store and loading up on various items; going through the various
vendor
catalogues for Adult Sex toys; her preoccupation with video and
its
associated equipment; her love of dildos, plugs and other devices
designed
to titillate and excite. She never got many toys when she was a kid and
she
was now making up for it. Then as she grabbed my balls and started
shaking
them, she cooed in my ear that those things were mere trinkets
compared to
her main and most precious toy, me. When I remarked jokingly that that
was
all I was, a toy boy, she snuggled closer, started stroking my dick,
kissed
my face and said that I knew what she meant, which I did. We talked a
bit
more about this and that and eventually drifted off to sleep.
The next day we went over to Jan and Pietr's and were sent into their
studio where Pietr was busy editing the video from the night before.
He
showed us what he had come up with on one of the many monitors and
what
popped up was quite interesting. Because of the way the lens had
captured
the scene from various angles, we were watching the action from
totally
different perspectives and it made the scene look busier than it
actually
was. The action seemed more focused, less haphazard than it really
was -
more choreographed. Paula and me watched transfixed, getting
hornier as
was Pietr. We looked at each other and laughed as we turned and went
into
the living section to meet with Jan.
Jan laughed as we entered and glanced at Pietr in the manner of people
that have known each other for a long time, communicating shroves
of
information at a glance. She remarked that apparently we had
approved of
what we saw and expressed confidence that Pietr had done his
usual
wizardry. She offered some of their dynamite white wine with
appropriate
finger foods and we all settled down to an informative discussion.
I came up with the fact that both of us liked porn and that we weren't
shy about it. We expanded upon on what we did in our "spare time"
and
Pietr remarked that he and Jan were of the same mind. They had
realized
early in their relationship that sex was a large factor in the
human
connection and decided to explore it to its fullest. They were
still
learning, eagerly.
Paula and me discussed and entered an agreement with Pietr to purchase
one of his devices for five hundred dollars. We arrived at this
figure
after he explained about all the special materials involved and
as an
introductory favour, he would sell it to us at cost with the labour
thrown
in as a good will gesture. We were his first sale of his invention
and
since it was pre-patent, there were no fees to consider in the cost of
the
item. Pietr said that it should be ready in about a week or so.
It was then that Jan told us that they had been in touch with the
organizers of the Festival and enquired about the Screwing Contest.
The
organizers thought that it would be a nice touch since they hadn't had
one
in three years and it would be just about time for one. Besides, a
few
major stars were going to announce their retirements so that meant
that it
could double as a 'talent contest.'
Paula and me looked and grinned at each other. We were in!
The Dutch Duo noticed and chuckled and asked if we wanted to start
'training' and would we mind contributing to a 'training film?' We
nodded
enthusiastically and said that we would be delighted and when would
they
like to start filming. Jan answered that the cameras were already
rolling
so Paula and me started into one of our planned routines which
consisted of
a start by having Paula kneeling down and giving me one of her
patented,
sensual blow jobs.
As I started to gush goo all over her face and breasts, Paula slowly
got up and turned around, offering me her gorgeous ass. Waiting
until I
stopped cumming completely, leaving my cock covered with jiz, I
aimed at
her rosy red and quickly buried myself up to my groin, slowly
starting a
rhythmn that steadlily increased. As I was plunging into her, Paula
slowly
started to stand up and lean back onto me. I grabbed her by her thighs
and
leaned back even further until her feet left the floor, all the
while
pumping her butt at a staccato pace. She started to rub her nub in
time to
my thrusts as I leaned back a little farther. As she spread her legs
even
wider so that they embraced my own, I took my hands away from her
thighs so
that basically, the only thing that held us together was our
genital
connection. Paula was impaled by my cock up her butt and loving
every
minute of it as evidenced by her blurring hand on her nub. I
reached
around and grasped her breasts, tweaking and pinching her nipples in
time
to our thrusts, alternating between breasts.
The increased weight on my groin area was causing the ultimate
pressure to quickly build and before I knew it, I was gushing a
load up
inside her. Still thrusting slowly, I snaked one hand to cover Paula's
and
pushed down, increasing the pressure on her nub. This quickly
brought
about an impressive climax as her body shuddered, dangling off of my
still
rock-hard dick.
After our climaxes we sank to the floor and rested briefly, my hands
caressing her body while she lay against me cooing her satisfaction.
After
catching my breath, I slipped out and moved to her front where I
squeezed
her tits together and started to shove my cock between them. We both
loved
it when I fucked her tits and she enthusiastically nipped and licked at
the
head of my cock as it popped from between her mounds. After a few
minutes
of very passionate thrusting, I blew an impressive load onto her chest
and
face while she tried to catch the shots on her tongue.
Grabbing my still rigid rod while I massaged my spunk into her skin,
she proceeded to stroke it quickly. She grasped my balls and
tugged,
massaged and lightly raked her fingernails over them as she brought
me to
another messy climax, catching most of my shots in her hands. She
then
rubbed the stuff into the skin of her stomach, groin and upper thigh
area.
As mentioned before, she firmly believed that my sperm imparted a
special
something to her skin and even though at first I regarded it as a
passing
fancy, over time I had to admit that her skin did take on a smooth,
healthy
almost glowing quality.
For our next step, I laid out flat on the floor, put my legs
tightly
together, trapping my sac between my legs, causing my prick to
stand
straight up in the air. Paula then straddled me and started to
stroke me
by rising and lowering herself, the only parts touching were our
genitals.
The pace increased to the point where Paula was bouncing off of my
groin
and as the juice started to pour out of her, slapping, squishy noises
got
louder and louder. This really turned both of us on and I
strained to
follow her to keep myself in her while she would raise herself to
almost
pulling away and then drop herself with a loud splat. She then
proceeded
to grind herself as hard as she could to get me as deep into
her as
possible.
As the inevitable approached, Paula slowed down and then just as I
was
about to erupt, she pulled off of me completely leaving my cock waving
and
pulsating in the air. I blew my load, shooting jiz two to three
feet in
the air having it land on me, on my chest, stomach, groin and thighs
and
finally dribble down to cover the shaft of my cock and to seep
onto my
balls. Paula scooped my juice and rubbed it onto her face, throat
and
chest area while leaving my cock and balls alone. With my cock
still
weaving and quivering in the air, she finally grabbed it and
started to
stroke me. Slowly at first, then quickening as my dick stiffened
even
further.
Then she grabbed my nuts and pulled and kept the tension on them as
the skin on my cock pulled back, making it harder and larger.
Hunkering
down, Paula started to really flail away at my throbbing tumescence
until
her hand was a mere blur. While beating my meat, she made sure that
she
pounded my groin on every downstroke. Needless to say, this full
length,
groin slapping treatment evoked another squirt of major proportions.
Paula
didn't stop at that point but kept flailing way. The sweat started to
drip
from her face as her eyes grew wider and her lips curved slightly
into a
smile as her tongue peeked from between her pearl-like teeth. She
started
to pant lightly as the excitement grew within her to see how soon she
could
coax another load out of me. With her enthusiastic actions, the cum
was
splashing all over her and me which only spurred her on to even
more
vigourous pursuits.
As mentioned before, Paula had this thing about three's. As I came
again with a fairly copious gush, she transferred her hold on my
nuts to
her feet. This was a new twist to the routine and I was really turned
on.
She was quite adept at manipulating my bag with her toes and
baby-soft
insteps while still maintaining the proper tension. Having both
hands
free, she really started to whale away at my glistening dong,
gripping it
hard and thumping away at my groin - it would hurt later on but now it
felt
great as I felt that familiar pressure start to build again.
After gushing all over her hands, she spread my goo all over her
face,
chest and breasts. She was very obssessive about this, convinced
that my
spunk definitely had rejuvenating qualities for her skin.
And so we kept this pace up for about three hours, ocassionally
glancing over at Pietr and Jan. They seemed to be caught up in the
mood of
the situation and were indulging in some sexual calesthetics
also.
Finally, we all took a break after Pietr said that the tapes had run
out
about a half hour ago and he had to change the cartridges. While he
was
tending to that little chore, Jan told us that they had entered us into
the
screwing contest.
When Pietr came back, they mentioned that they were very impressed
with our abilities, so much so that they were inclined to place a
wager on
the outcome of the contest. We were quite honoured and beamed at
each
other while caressing and stroking our hot, horny bodies. Hearing
such
good news made us even hornier, if that were possible, and we spent the
rest
of the afternoon and part of the evening sucking, fucking, squirting
and
dripping. All this was filmed and Pietr said that he had enough
material
for a dozen porn movies, all of which he would gladly give us copies.
He
felt that after our victory in the contest, they would become real
hot
sellers.
If things went right, they would become collector's items because they
would be films of us before we would become famous. And famous we
intended
to become. Fueled by the Dutch couple's implicit faith in us and
our
abilities, we could hardly wait for the Festival to begin. It would
start
in three days - three days too long!
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