With His Encouragement, Wife Experiences MFM Fun In The Forrest
10/29/99


It started during our drive to Lake Corpus Christie one Sunday, for our vacation.

As we were driving down Beltway 8, to get to IH 59, I told my wife, Eve, to unbutton her blouse.  From previous experience, she knew that I meant for her to unbutton it enough that I could push the side off her right tit, so the nipple was completely exposed.

She opened another 4 buttons as she asked, "It doesn't bother you at all that people in vans and trucks can see my whole breast, does it?"

"No," I replied, "In fact, I find it to be exciting.  It kind of turns me on."

"I thought so," she said, as she pulled the material over to the side, and she said nothing more about it during the ride to the campground.

Once we got there, she rebuttoned 2 of the buttons again, leaving 3 undone, and kept it that way until we were in the tent that night.

Around 2 PM, as we were setting up our tent, everyone else packed up their gear and left the campground.  Soon after, a single guy pulled his little pickup into the site next to ours, and proceeded to set up his tent.  He wore what appeared to be a 'European style' bathing suit (the kind that is real small and tight, and look like small jockey shorts). 

I couldn't help but notice that Eve looked over at him many times as she got our gear set up inside the tent, and that he was a well-built guy.  Later, when he stopped over to introduce himself (his name is Larry) as we were blowing up our boat, I realized that, to most women (my wife included), he was cute too.

We chatted with him for well over an hour, time enough to get the boat all set up and down to the water, where we locked it up since we weren't planning to use it until the next morning.  We learned that he would be camping there for the whole week, just like us, and that he also didn't like crowds, so he too was planning to leave on Friday.  We also found out he lives in South West Houston, not many miles from us.

I was happily surprised to note that Eve was talking to Larry quite animatedly, since she usually is almost shy around people she doesn't know.  But with him, she got along extremely well, as if she was almost eager to have him like us.  Strange for my wife.  

Another strange thing was that she didn't even attempt to button up her blouse, but, instead, almost seemed to go out of her way to get into positions where Larry could look through the gap provided by the open buttons.  The way Larry kept looking at her, I could tell that I wasn't the only one who appreciated the view!

When it started getting dark, we parted company and Eve and I went into our tent to play cards for a while before going to bed.  As is our custom, we got completely undressed, and reclined on our cots to play.

Something I forgot to mention.  For one thing, you need to understand that our tent has LARGE screen windows on all 4 sides.  This allows for maximum ventilation during the very warm nights that we get in Texas, and it also allows anyone walking by to have an unobstructed view into our tent.  The other thing you should know is the way the two tents were situated, in relation to each other.  His tent was almost directly across from one of our windows.  

After we finished playing cards and turned out the light to go up to the bathrooms, we realized that we could see right into Larry's tent.  We also realized that Larry was laying on his cot reading, as naked as we had been a few minutes before, and that we could clearly see all of him.

When we returned and bedded down for the night, Eve laid on her side, facing Larry's tent.  I fantasized that she was enjoying her complete view of him still laying on his cot reading.  After a few minutes she asked, "You said it turns you on to have people in other cars see my breast, but let me ask you this... would you still be turned-on if Larry could see them as clearly?"

"You bet I would," I answered truthfully.

"You mean you wouldn't be jealous at all?" she continued.

"No, not a bit," I said.

"Well, what if I wanted to do more than just let him see me?  What if I wanted to kiss him?" she asked.

"Then I'd help you accomplish what you wanted as much as I could," I answered.

"Uh-huh."  She continued, "What if I wanted to feel what it's like for him to caress my breasts?"

"Then I'd help you accomplish what you wanted as much as I could," I explained again.

"Oooookay," she said... and then asked, "What if I wanted to do more than that?  What if I wanted him to make love to me?"

"Well, in that case, I would do everything to place him in a position where he was willing to make love to you,"  I said.

"What do you mean ‘willing’!!  I'm certain that he'd be more than willing to make love to me if I just asked him," she replied hotly.

"Wait a minute," I said quickly. "I didn't mean it that way.  I just meant that he's probably like most other guys.  Most other guys wouldn't dare try to kiss you, caress you, or make love to you, or to any other married woman unless either one of two things was true: 1) I wasn't around, and they were guarenteed that I wouldn't be around for enough time for them to make love to you and get away, or 2) it was real clear to them that I wouldn't get mad and shoot them when they did it.  All I meant was that I would make sure that he understood that I woudn't get mad, and that he can feel free to make love to you with me around."

"Oh," she murmured contritely.

"And there is no way I'll let anyone that I don't know extremely well, let alone someone I just met, make love to you without me being there.  I want to make sure that you're safe, that you're doing it because you want to (not because you're being forced into doing something you don't want to do), and that you're enjoying it.  Watching you enjoy it is the only way I can enjoy it too!" I finished.  "Just let me know when you've made up your mind, and I ll help you any way I can."

Eve rolled over toward me and kissed me, saying, "Ok, I understand now.  And thank you for being so understanding.  Not many husbands would feel the way you do.  Maybe that's why I love you."

The next day, after we went out in the boat, came back, went into town for a while, and returned to the campsite again, we changed into our bathing suits and waded into the water.  Larry saw us return and did nothing to hide the fact that he was watching Eve get changed (she, in turn, stared right back at him).  As we waded into the water, he came over and joined us in the water.

I noticed that Eve was watching him as closely as he was watching her.  Since the water was cool, Eve hesitated to just 'jump right in', while I walked out to waist-deep water, and sank into the water up to my shoulders. 

I suggested that Larry splash some water on her back.  He did, then took the opportunity to spread it around for her (I still think it was so he could touch her, and caress her back...  something I think they both wanted at the time, but were both afraid to ask for).  After he did this a few times, she turned to him and favored him with a wide smile as she thanked him for his efforts, then sank up to her chin in the water.

After chatting for a while, we all went back up to the picnic table and sat around and chatted for a few hours.  Larry decided that he was getting hungry, so he went back to his campsite to eat, and we prepared our dinner.

That evening, we played cards again in our tent. When we were through for the evening, Eve decided she wanted to talk again.

"I think I've decided it's OK."  she began.

"Great,"  I answered, "What is it that you've decided is OK?"

"I've decided it's OK for Larry to see my breasts." she answered.  "Considering he's been looking into the tent practically every time I've taken my clothes off."

"Well good,"  I exclaimed.  "Then I think you should wear that red, see-thru 'cover-up' you've got with you next time we go up to the bathroom."

"OK,"  she said brightly, "shall we get ready and go now?"

"You bet!"  I excalimed happily.

As luck would have it (or maybe good timing), Larry met us as we came out of our campsite onto the road.  Since it was dark, I'm sure he didn't realize how my wife was dressed until we got close to the bathrooms.  As we neared them, the light got bright enough for him to see through the very thin fabric, and he realized that he could see her nipples clearly bouncing as she walked.  And the closer we got to the light, the better he could see.  Eve realized it too, because I noticed that she started to smile a very lusty smile in his direction.

It wasn't until he and I got into the bathroom that he realized that I wasn't wearing anything, and that he wasn't sure what to say or do next.

"I didn't realize that you were naked, and that Eve was wearing a see-thru blouse.  I'm sorry, I sure hope you're not mad," he said, beginning an apology. "I'll just piss, then sneak out and go around the other way."

"Why would you do that?" I asked as I pissed into the urinal, "And why are you sorry you can see through her blouse?  We thought you'd be happy and excited by it!"

"Oh, then you're NOT upset?" he asked.

"No man," I explained.  "Let me tell you something. When we go out in the car for any kind of long drive, I always have Eve unbutton her blouse and pull it open.  I get a kick out of other people seeing her tits.  Does it bother YOU?  Would you prefer that she not do it again?  Personnally, I think she's got beautiful tits."

"Uh, NO, it doesn't bother me, at least not in any negative way.  This bathing suit is getting too tight now that I've seen them, but I was afraid that you weren't planning on me seeing them," he explained hurriedly.  "If it's OK with you to have me see them... then it sure is OK with me!  I love to watch tits, and you are right, hers ARE beautiful... just the right size, shape, and no sag!"

With that, he pulled his cock out of his briefs and stepped up to the urinal.  I noticed that he really did have a partial hard-on, and that he was a little bigger than I am (I'm no longer than average...he's somewhat bigger than that).

When we were both finished, we went back outside, just before Eve came out too.  When she rounded the corner of the building, Larry and I realized that the spotlight was positioned in such a way that it was pointing directly at her, giving us a clear view of her tits through her blouse.  She smiled at us both and walked more slowly so we could enjoy the view longer.

"Do you guys always stare at women as they come out of the bathroom?"  she asked teasingly.

"Oh no," Larry replied quickly, "Only the attractive ones."

That opened up the conversation back to our campsite.  After we climbed into bed, I told her about my conversation with Larry.  "See what I mean about men not taking any steps toward a married woman while her husband's around," I said.

"Yeah, I understand now," she admitted.  After a few minutes of silence she said, "How should I proceed next?  You said you'd help me accomplish anything I want."

"Well, I did, and I will," I answered, "Just as soon as you tell me what it is that you want to accomplish.  Have you decided that you want him to have some sex fun with you?"

"I think so, but I'm not sure how I can do it," she said slowly.  "You sounded like you had some ideas last night, what do you think?"

So, for the better part of the next hour we discussed things we could do, before we drifted off to sleep.  Believe me, I had some GREAT dreams that night, and I had the rest of the week to look forward to.

The next morning, I got up and started breakfast.  As soon as Larry saw that I was up, he came right over to talk.  When he got there, he sat down on the side of picnic table bench that Eve normally sits on, facing toward our tent, and leaned his back against the table.  Eve apparently heard his voice (actually, she was listening for it), got up, stretched, looked out (still nude, of course), and waved.  Larry waved back, remarking that he really enjoyed the view from where he was sitting.  As my wife took her time getting dressed, I commented that I did too, considering what was visible (practically all of her... remember we sleep nude).

She put on a sheer dark blue blouse, with small white polka dots, and a pair of shorts, then came out and sat down to eat breakfast.  Larry turned so he was straddling the bench, facing Eve's left side.  As she ate, I could see that his view was getting better all the time, as the front of the blouse fell open more and more (not suprisingly, considering that only the bottom button was buttoned).  

By the time we finished eating and got ready to go out in the boat, Larry was practically drooling as he looked at her, and his briefs looked like they were about as tight as he could stand them.  Eve helped things along by looking first at his growing bulge, then raising her eyes and smiling at him many times.

We went out in the boat, then went into town again, like we usually do when we're camping (I guess you could say that's our 'schedule').  On our way back, as we were driving past the bathroom back to our campsite, we saw that Larry had just left there and was walking in the same direction.  

I stopped and asked him if he would like to join us again for a swim, then maybe we could teach him a game we liked to play at the table.  He leaned on the car at my window and looked across at Eve as he said, "Well, I'm not real good at games......................" (he paused as he realized that my wife's blouse was completely unbuttoned and wide open, and that he was looking directly at her tits, and her nipples were standing straight out because he was looking) "... but I can certainly learn to play a new one. I'll meet you at your tent!"

We agreed and drove to our site.   We had gotten all the way out of the car and into our tent, before he reached our campsite.  He walked down to our tent, enjoying the view of my wife getting undressed and climbing into her bathing suit.  Then we all walked down to, and into the water.  Since it hadn't warmed up any from the previous day, Larry was only too glad to spread water on Eve's back again.  I noticed that his bathing suit seemed to be getting just as tight as it had been that morning.

We lounged in the water on a float for a while before deciding that it was time to go play the game at the picnic table.  After we got out of the water, we all sat in the same places as we had at breakfast.  Since it was still very warm, it wasn't long before Eve complained that her back was getting 'hot'.  I pointed to a pan of water sitting on the table and asked Larry if he would mind spreading some on her back.  He readily agreed.

As he started spreading it, Eve pulled the straps of her suit down and off her arms, keeping her top in place with her right hand.  When he was done, she turned toward him, said 'thank you', and planted a big kiss on his lips.  He looked to see what my reaction was, and I winked at him, conferring my approval on whatever action he wanted to take next.  Since the kiss was over by that time, he just sighed and stated that he would be willing to spread water anywhere she wanted it, especially if that was the 'thanks' he'd get.

As we played the game over the next several minutes, Eve repeatedly had to move her right hand.  As a consequence of this, the top of her suit fell many times, exposing her nipples to Larry's hungry eyes. Every time that happened, she would look down at his briefs, then lift her eyes to his, smiling the whole time.  THEN she would put her top back up.

After playing for a few hours, we decided that it was time for dinner, since we were all planning to shower after we ate and didn't want to wait until it got dark.  After we ate, Eve and I walked up to the bathrooms, just a few minutes before Larry.  Since we wanted him to accompany us back to our campsite, I showered slowly, getting done just as Larry was drying himself off.

Although he expressed surprise and chagrin at himself for forgetting to bring any clothes to wear back to his tent, I told him not to worry, since I was sure that Eve would find it much more interesting if he just wore the towel around his waist.  We both walked out to the sidewalk as the bottom of the sun was just getting to the horizon.  

When Eve came around the corner from the ladies’ side, Larry just about dropped his towel.  My wife was wearing a white robe with a completely sheer front and nothing else.  As she walked, the robe was naturally parting at her hips, thus allowing Larry to have a clear view of her pubic hair, as well as her red, erect nipples.  

It's a good thing he had 'forgotten' his briefs, he probably would have torn them open getting a hard-on that fast.  As it was, he meerly looked silly with the front of the towel sticking almost straight out.

"My oh My, aren't we looking beautiful tonight!" he exclaimed as she walked toward us, her tits bouncing naturally with each step. "God, but you look luscious in that outfit!"

He stepped in front of her and wrapped his arms around her to give her a big bear hug (maybe that should read bare hug).  As his large, stiff cock parted the edges of the towel and poked into her thigh, Eve parted her legs to allow him to hug her close. On the way back to our campsite, he put his arm around my wife's back. 

Watching his hand caress her back and stroke all the way down to her ass gave ME a hard-on too.  When we got to the campsite, they hugged again, giving each other a 'good-night' kiss that could have boiled water.  Things were proceeding according to our plan.

The next morning, again the three of us had breakfast together.  Eve, though, was dressed in a totally see-thru white blouse and a pair of panties.  Fortunately for Larry, he had had sense enough to wear a terry-cloth wrap that morning so watching her tits bounce and her eyes focus on the bulge in his wrap, along with her lusty smiles at him, wasn't painful anyway.

When we returned from town later that day, Larry met us at our campsite, ready for us to all go in the water.  Eve surprised him by leaving the top of her suit down around her waist when she changed.  I eagerly watched as Larry eyed my wife's tits as we walked down to the water.  

Once there, we again lounged on the float, Eve laying with her face toward the water, with Larry and I on our sides facing her.  It wasn't long before Larry realized that I had my hand under the water, stroking and squeezing her tits.  He finally took the initiative and started stroking her back, then down across her ass, and finally the back of her thighs.  I know she enjoyed all of this because her eyes closed and she began to hum.

After a while, since we were all starting to look like wrinkled prunes, we decided to go up to the picnic table and play a game for a while.  Again, Eve surprised Larry, this time because she changed out of her bathing suit into the white, see-thru blouse and my terry-cloth wrap, and all while he and I were standing right outside the tent talking to, and watching her.

Once we got to the table, it wasn't long before Larry started to stroke Eve's back, under the blouse.  Shortly, I noticed that I didn't see his hand at her back anymore, so I 'dropped' a tile and looked under the table toward them.  Sure enough, Larry was stroking the outside and top of my wife's left leg, all the way up to the bottom of the wrap.  

After a few minutes, Eve stood up and slid the slit of the wrap around so it was on her left side, and sat down again, smiling at Larry as she did so.  I waited maybe thirty seconds, then dropped another tile and looked over at them again.  This time, Larry was stroking the outside of her leg just below her hip.  I watched excitedly as Eve reached down with her right hand and pulled the top panel of the wrap across her legs, then spread her thighs.  Even though it must have been obvious that I was watching, neither of them seemed to notice that I hadn't sat up yet.

Larry DID notice that the wrap had moved, and that Eve's thighs had spread some.  This suceeded in encourageing him to move his hand onto the inside of her left leg, half way up her leg.  As soon as his fingers touched the skin of her right leg, she moved her right leg away, spreading her thighs even more.  It couldn't have been more than a few seconds before I could see her pussy, and only a few seconds after that that Larry's hand blocked my view as his fingers touched, then stroked up and down on her wet lips.  

By this time, Eve had moved her left hand under his wrap and curled her fingers around Larry's stiff cock.  I straightened up just in time to see them move their lips together to kiss.  Since I figured it was going to be a long one, I got up, got some ice out of the cooler, walked around to that side of the table for a better view, and refilled my glass with soda.

As they broke the kiss, I slid my hand down the right side of Eve's chest and grabbed her tit.  As I massaged that hard, excited nipple, I could tell that it wouldn't be long before we all went into the tent to enjoy the rest of the afternoon.  

And I was right.  Larry saw what I was doing and reached over and stroked her other tit, massaging the nipple just like I was doing.  Eve sat very still with her eyes closed for a few more minutes, enjoying our completely different feeling hands/fingers on her tits/nipples, and Larry's fingers on/in her wet pussy.

That’s when Eve suggested that we all go into the tent to 'lay down for a while'.  As we entered, she practically jumped out of her wrap, spread a towel on the cot, then laid down on her back and lifted her knees back toward her chest, spreading her thighs to give us a spectacular view of her hot, pink, spreading lips.  

Larry knelt next to the cot, pushed his face between her thighs and moved his tongue up and down between her already wet lips, sucking ocaissionally on her distended labia.  When Eve began to moan, Larry moved his left hand under his chin and inserted his middle finger all the way into her open pussy.  A few seconds later I watched as he added his forefinger, then the third finger, all the time moving his tongue first up and down, then back and forth across her rapidly swelling pussy lips.

Suddenly, my wife decided that she needed something different in there.  She told Larry to stop and move out of her way as she stood up.  Then she had him lay down on his back on the cot.  Placing her left foot on the floor on the other side of the cot, she straddled the stiff pole sticking straight up from the top of his legs, and bent forward and kissed him on the lips.  

I leaned over at his feet and watched as he slid his four fingers down the valley between her WIDELY spread pussy lips and into her hot love canal, all the way up to the 'body' of his hand.

When they broke that kiss, Eve gently pulled his hand out of her snatch and settled down onto his cock, slowly sinking the whole thing as far into her wet cunt as she could.  

Larry placed his palms directly on both of her nipples, just barely touching them, and slowly moved his hands in a circle as she bounced up and down on his cock for a few minutes.  Then, when he pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, and pulled them straight out, she started sliding forward and back, heating them both up to a feverish pitch.

I just stood there taking in the whole scene, and feeling my own cock get hard within my shorts.  This is the scene I had always fantacised about, and I was relishing what I was seeing!

After Eve came for the first time, Larry suggested that they trade places again.  As Eve got up and pulled Larry to his feet, I couldn't help but notice that Larry's cock was glistening, in fact almost dripping with juices from my wife's pussy.  

She, again, laid down on the cot with her knees pulled back and her legs spread as wide as she could get them, granting Larry and I the perfect picture of a HOT woman, with natural lubrication glistening on all of the pubic hair circling her pussy lips... lips that were swelled and spread on either side of, and above, her wide open hole.  

Larry practically jumped back into her, and started pumping for all he was worth.  It wasn't long before they both came, with many moans, groans and screams of pleasure and fulfillment.

I kneeled next to the cot and stroked Eve's shoulders and ears.  When they finally calmed down enough that their breathing was back to normal, Larry turned and looked at me.

"You look like you need some relief too!"  he exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's true," I replied, "but it won't take much."  By this time I had stripped off my shorts.

Eve reached her hand out and wrapped her fingers around my stiff cock as she asked, "Is this what you need?  Any time!  I feel so lucky to have married a man who loves me so much he can let me enjoy sexual fun with anyone I want!  I must be the luckiest woman alive."

Larry leaned back, watching as she stroked my stiff cock, then he pulled out and got up.  As he was getting off the cot, I watched as some of another man's cum seeped out of my wife's slowly closing hole.  Since this was something I had always dreamed of seeing, it wasn't but a few seconds before I sprayed a white stream onto a convenient towel.

The rest of the week was spent with us trying many variations of two men giving the same woman maximum pleasure.  Things like having her sit on one man's cock while the other played with her tits, or her and one of us fucking at the picnic table while the other watched for the park rangers.  

She even got to enjoying the fun so much that she forgot that she had always thought oral sex to be unnatural, and she sucked on both of our cocks at different times.  She also let us 'eat her out' a few times.

Since it was about the best vacation we have ever had, we plan to go back there next year.  Who knows, maybe we will have even more fun than we did last year.  And, if you're wondering... yes Larry, Eve, and I have had many wonderful times since then.