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Adventures of Big Mike: Part 7
Adventures of Big Mike: Part 7
Backpacking couples turn wild on nude day.
Based
on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.
At
fifty years old I consider myself to be in pretty good shape. With my wife,
Nancy, being in the military she has to continually work out to stay in shape, and
that tends to have a certain amount of carryover. I mean, I can't exactly build
a workout room in the house with all that equipment and not feel guilty if I
don't use it. So, use it I do, keeping my 6 foot frame down to a hundred
eighty-five pounds and in pretty good trim.
A few
years ago I suggested a simple overnight backpack trip to my wife. Having done
a lot of backpacking with the Scouts for years, finally taking one with my wife
was actually a pretty thrilling prospect. It's a great way to get some really
good exercise and also enjoy the outdoors; which for me is a really important
thing. I love to camp, hike, fish, hunt; you name it.
When
our kids were young, scouting and other activities led to meeting other couples
of our own age and interests. We have met a few couples doing the same kind of
thing, enjoying the great outdoors and time together at the same time, and a
few have become very good friends.
This
particular morning was the third morning of a trip that Mary and John had
planned and directed. It was a bit of a surprise to get the invite since it was
supposed to be our turn to plan the next outing, a duty usually passed around
on a rotating basis.
But as
expected, Mary had done her homework and picked an incredible out of the way
location. Mary isn t pushy or rude. We went to bed last night on the side of a
mountain overlooking a western range, the sun turning the sky to burnt orange
as it slowly sunk behind the peaks. The night insects and tree frogs provided a
gentle chorus and helped to mute the sounds of lovemaking from the other two
tents, as my wife and I crawled into ours naked.
Backpacking
is an art of carrying every necessity on your back, and hiking into the
wilderness. So the creature comforts are very limited, thus the challenge.
There is just nothing quite like making love in a tiny, two man tent, with
little room to move. Your positions are limited, as are your motions, which
leads to an interesting arrangement of actions and positions you might not
consider for your large comfortable bed. As I lay panting, snuggling my wife's
sexy and sweaty body, I wondered if we were as noisy to the others, as they
seemed to us.
Morning
dawned as early as it always does on any mountain elevation, with the sound of
birds chirping in the pines and the sun filtering through the branches. I
yawned and gave my wife's still naked, sexy tits a kiss before crawling out of
the tent as naked as she was. I used our tent to shield myself from the others
while I pulled on a pair of workout shorts and then stepped into the pair of
flip-flops I liked to use around camp. I looked around, and to my surprise, saw
Mary squatting by the fire, staring right at me. I had absolutely no doubt that
she has seen me standing there naked with my normal morning woody. She had on a
long t-shirt, but with her facing me and her knees spread wide it was an easy
view up the bottom of her shirt to her pussy, which looked to be freshly
shaved.
With
Mary and her husband, John, there is no doubt who wears the pants in that
relationship; although Mary's soft manner tends to hide her dominating spirit.
She will look at you with her smiling green eyes, framed with her always curly
brown hair, and you simply know you will be doing whatever she says. In her
forties, Mary is quiet and subdued, until you cross her. Only then does her
sharp intellect and tongue come out to greet you. She is not quite as slender
as I'm sure she was in her youth, and her husband is a bit heavier, although
from what I have seen it's all muscle.
I did
have the chance to see Mary mostly naked once, accidently walking up on her
while she was peeing in the bushes, on the previous campout. She made sure to
give me a good look before walking over to me, her pants still around her
thighs, and undoing my belt. She had my cock out and stroked hard in no time
before giving me a wet kiss on the lips and then walking away, leaving both of
us hanging. Since that time she has teased me mercilessly with periodic,
extremely brief, flashes of her tits or pussy. But never have I seen her whole
body naked at once. Not that I don't want to. I mean she is pretty damn hot.
She
smiled and waved me over, which served to snap me back to the present, making
sure to hold her knees apart as I moved closer.
"Morning,
enjoying the view?" She asked innocently as I sat down across from her.
"Yeah,
it seems particularly enticing this morning for some reason."
She
smiled and winked at me before dropping to her knees to cover herself when she heard
a tent zipper. It wasn't long before the entire camp was up and moving around.
The morning chores included breakfast and a quick camp cleanup before we
settled around the lightly smoking fire to decide the day's activities.
"So,
anyone know what today is?" Mary asked the group in general.
"July
fourteenth, I think." Mark responded quickly. "Why, it isn't your
birthday is it?" He joked.
In
stark contrast to Mary and John are Mark and Christa who are in their thirties,
very athletic, and if allowed to, will push our physical limits pretty far.
Thin and fit, they have done much more ambitious climbs than I will ever
attempt. Mark is your typical athletic type and his wife is really easy on the
eyes; about five six and only a hundred forty pounds or so, most of that in her
chest, I think.
While
I haven't ever seen Christa naked, I have had the pleasure of seeing her in
some pretty skimpy bikini's that her easily 38 D chest was trying hard to fall
out of. Her blond hair and gentle blue eyes give her a Barbie-doll look, but
she has the spirit of a redhead. She loves a stimulating conversation and will
debate almost any topic. I have enjoyed many a discussion with her as we hiked
up trails, usually calling it a draw by the time we reached our camp site.
"Oh
I wouldn't quite say it's my birthday. But it is a similar & special
day." Mary said from her spot where she was sitting on a small log we had
pulled into camp. "It's National Nude Day, and I think we should all wear
birthday suits today, to celebrate it!" she concluded.
"You're
kidding right?" Nancy, my wife, asked with an incredulous look on her
face. Buck naked?
"No,
I'm serious it is National Nude Day." Mary responded, her face as serious
as can be.
"But
someone might see us naked!" Christa piped up.
"Well
first off, I checked the back-country permits when I signed up with the
national park service. There isn't anyone else around here for miles.
And
second off, what are you worried about? Those bikini's you wear don't exactly
cover a hell of a lot." Mary retorted with a smile. "You don't really
think that the guys can't tell what's under them after you get wet do you? I
mean that white one is completely see-through at times."
"Well,
Mark got me that one, and no, I wasn t aware of that." She replied.
The reality
is, we ve all seen every inch of your amazing tits, girl. You have all kinds
of reasons to proudly skip the little micro and get fully tanned today. Mary
retorted.
Christa s
face was red with embarrassment as she looked at her husband, who looked back
with a sheepish, almost guilty look. "No wonder he doesn't allow me to
wear it at the local public beaches." Christa finally figured it out.
"Like
we're not public?" I asked with a laugh, wishing I had paid better
attention the last time she wore that tiny white one. My wife reached across
and slugged me, but not too hard, on the shoulder, knowing exactly what I was
thinking.
"But,
naked in front of each other s husbands?" Christa asked, looking to my
Nancy, then back to Mary.
"Sure,
Mary said with resolve. And don't forget, they'll be naked too. And I for one,
and looking forward to seeing what's hiding in a pair of shorts or two!
Girls, you know you love the view as much as I do." Mary said with a grin.
"So
who's up for it, so to speak?" She finished, laughing at her own pun. Mary
was the designated activities director for this outing, and she was assertive
enough, that no one was comfortable with challenging her leadership.
"I'm
not so sure this is a good idea." My wife mumbled, as though hoping it
would all go away.
"Well,
I for one am going to!" Mary said, standing up and skimming her tight
tee-shirt off, leaving her standing completely naked in front of all of us. Now
who's going to join me?"
I sat
and stared at Mary, her tits large and firm; and definitely not in need of a
bra. Her waist was slender and flowed gracefully into her round smooth hips.
And, from my angle, she had a very cute round ass. Her pussy was shaved, and it
was pretty obvious to me that she was pretty turned on too.
I
thought about it for a few moments. Hell I'd wanted to see her naked for a long
time, now was my chance to see her naked all day.
Mary
went over to the fallen log that John was sitting on. She took his hand to
guide him up, then she wrapped her arms tightly around his shirtless chest and
began kissing him, going deep into his open mouth.
Now
was getting turned on, and My cock started expanding out of the leg hem of my
nylon shorts. The show Mary was giving us, was having a strong effect. If
I was lucky, today might be my best chance to touch and play a bit; too. All I
had to do was go along with this Nude Day thing.
Mary
whispered into John s ear. He nodded, then she stepped behind him and wrapped
her arms under his, caressing his chest. Her arms slowly slid down as she
looked over to Christa and winked. Mary s thumbs smoothly caught the insides of
John s elastic waistband, and as she continued her slow downward glide, John s
cock bounced free and then settled to a stiff horizontal trajectory.
Mary
looked over at my Nancy and winked. Nancy didn t notice her own
thighs pressing together, or her palm laying on her chest.
As the
shorts landed around John s ankles, Mary stepped next to John and held his right
hand with her left. The two sat back down on the log and they smiled while
waiting for our decisions.
So,
could I go all day naked around Mary and Christa, and my wife; without dying of
embarrassment or incurring the jealous rage of my sweet Nancy? Hell for that
matter, if my wife decided to go along, how would I feel about her being naked
in front of Mark and John?
"What
the hell!" I said, standing up. "You only live once!" It only
took me a moment to drop my shorts, since that was all I had on; and step out
of them. My dick was already hard and poking straight out toward Christa, who
seemed to sit staring at it; as if mesmerized by big Mike which has an
extra-large presentation.
"Oh
hell." Christa finally said, standing up and slowly undressing. If
anything, my dick got harder as I watched her pull her shirt and shorts off,
leaving her in a lacy bra and blue thong panty. "No one better laugh
though!" She said sharply, as she undid the clasp and let her ample chest
loose. Last garment to go was her thong, which she turned around and pushed
down. She bent over to hold onto the log for balance, giving us a brief, and
unexpected, view of her pussy as she stepped out of her thong.
"Well
Nancy, you in?" Mary asked, looking expectantly at my very nervous-looking
wife.
"What
about them?" She asked, looking at Mark, who staring at her expectantly.
"Oh
don't worry, he will too. If Christa and I have to tie him to a tree and strip
him." Mary answered with a laugh.
The
gauntlet thrown down, Mark had no choice. At about the same time Mark stripped,
Nancy did as well. Nancy took advantage of Mark s activity and quickly
undressed, tossing her clothes into a pile behind her, and sitting back down
before the men could ogle her too much. She wasn t putting on a show, like Mary
& Christa. Nancy was reluctantly getting this over with .
"Well,
that's it then! No more clothes for the rest of the day!" Mary said as she
bent over and picked up her t-shirt. I doubted that there was anything
arbitrary in the direction her cute ass was pointed as she bent over straight
legged, her pussy pushing out between her legs at me invitingly.
"Okay,
we have a full day at this site, so we can leave our tents up. There s a stream
with trout, and there s also a great view from up on that ridge. Or you can all
do as much or little as you like, before we break camp, tomorrow.
Everyone
was just sitting, trying to get the nerve to move. Then Mary took some
initiative; So who wants to go for a short walk? How about you Mike? You
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By Steamy StoriesAdventures of Big Mike: Part 7
Backpacking couples turn wild on nude day.
Based
on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.
At
fifty years old I consider myself to be in pretty good shape. With my wife,
Nancy, being in the military she has to continually work out to stay in shape, and
that tends to have a certain amount of carryover. I mean, I can't exactly build
a workout room in the house with all that equipment and not feel guilty if I
don't use it. So, use it I do, keeping my 6 foot frame down to a hundred
eighty-five pounds and in pretty good trim.
A few
years ago I suggested a simple overnight backpack trip to my wife. Having done
a lot of backpacking with the Scouts for years, finally taking one with my wife
was actually a pretty thrilling prospect. It's a great way to get some really
good exercise and also enjoy the outdoors; which for me is a really important
thing. I love to camp, hike, fish, hunt; you name it.
When
our kids were young, scouting and other activities led to meeting other couples
of our own age and interests. We have met a few couples doing the same kind of
thing, enjoying the great outdoors and time together at the same time, and a
few have become very good friends.
This
particular morning was the third morning of a trip that Mary and John had
planned and directed. It was a bit of a surprise to get the invite since it was
supposed to be our turn to plan the next outing, a duty usually passed around
on a rotating basis.
But as
expected, Mary had done her homework and picked an incredible out of the way
location. Mary isn t pushy or rude. We went to bed last night on the side of a
mountain overlooking a western range, the sun turning the sky to burnt orange
as it slowly sunk behind the peaks. The night insects and tree frogs provided a
gentle chorus and helped to mute the sounds of lovemaking from the other two
tents, as my wife and I crawled into ours naked.
Backpacking
is an art of carrying every necessity on your back, and hiking into the
wilderness. So the creature comforts are very limited, thus the challenge.
There is just nothing quite like making love in a tiny, two man tent, with
little room to move. Your positions are limited, as are your motions, which
leads to an interesting arrangement of actions and positions you might not
consider for your large comfortable bed. As I lay panting, snuggling my wife's
sexy and sweaty body, I wondered if we were as noisy to the others, as they
seemed to us.
Morning
dawned as early as it always does on any mountain elevation, with the sound of
birds chirping in the pines and the sun filtering through the branches. I
yawned and gave my wife's still naked, sexy tits a kiss before crawling out of
the tent as naked as she was. I used our tent to shield myself from the others
while I pulled on a pair of workout shorts and then stepped into the pair of
flip-flops I liked to use around camp. I looked around, and to my surprise, saw
Mary squatting by the fire, staring right at me. I had absolutely no doubt that
she has seen me standing there naked with my normal morning woody. She had on a
long t-shirt, but with her facing me and her knees spread wide it was an easy
view up the bottom of her shirt to her pussy, which looked to be freshly
shaved.
With
Mary and her husband, John, there is no doubt who wears the pants in that
relationship; although Mary's soft manner tends to hide her dominating spirit.
She will look at you with her smiling green eyes, framed with her always curly
brown hair, and you simply know you will be doing whatever she says. In her
forties, Mary is quiet and subdued, until you cross her. Only then does her
sharp intellect and tongue come out to greet you. She is not quite as slender
as I'm sure she was in her youth, and her husband is a bit heavier, although
from what I have seen it's all muscle.
I did
have the chance to see Mary mostly naked once, accidently walking up on her
while she was peeing in the bushes, on the previous campout. She made sure to
give me a good look before walking over to me, her pants still around her
thighs, and undoing my belt. She had my cock out and stroked hard in no time
before giving me a wet kiss on the lips and then walking away, leaving both of
us hanging. Since that time she has teased me mercilessly with periodic,
extremely brief, flashes of her tits or pussy. But never have I seen her whole
body naked at once. Not that I don't want to. I mean she is pretty damn hot.
She
smiled and waved me over, which served to snap me back to the present, making
sure to hold her knees apart as I moved closer.
"Morning,
enjoying the view?" She asked innocently as I sat down across from her.
"Yeah,
it seems particularly enticing this morning for some reason."
She
smiled and winked at me before dropping to her knees to cover herself when she heard
a tent zipper. It wasn't long before the entire camp was up and moving around.
The morning chores included breakfast and a quick camp cleanup before we
settled around the lightly smoking fire to decide the day's activities.
"So,
anyone know what today is?" Mary asked the group in general.
"July
fourteenth, I think." Mark responded quickly. "Why, it isn't your
birthday is it?" He joked.
In
stark contrast to Mary and John are Mark and Christa who are in their thirties,
very athletic, and if allowed to, will push our physical limits pretty far.
Thin and fit, they have done much more ambitious climbs than I will ever
attempt. Mark is your typical athletic type and his wife is really easy on the
eyes; about five six and only a hundred forty pounds or so, most of that in her
chest, I think.
While
I haven't ever seen Christa naked, I have had the pleasure of seeing her in
some pretty skimpy bikini's that her easily 38 D chest was trying hard to fall
out of. Her blond hair and gentle blue eyes give her a Barbie-doll look, but
she has the spirit of a redhead. She loves a stimulating conversation and will
debate almost any topic. I have enjoyed many a discussion with her as we hiked
up trails, usually calling it a draw by the time we reached our camp site.
"Oh
I wouldn't quite say it's my birthday. But it is a similar & special
day." Mary said from her spot where she was sitting on a small log we had
pulled into camp. "It's National Nude Day, and I think we should all wear
birthday suits today, to celebrate it!" she concluded.
"You're
kidding right?" Nancy, my wife, asked with an incredulous look on her
face. Buck naked?
"No,
I'm serious it is National Nude Day." Mary responded, her face as serious
as can be.
"But
someone might see us naked!" Christa piped up.
"Well
first off, I checked the back-country permits when I signed up with the
national park service. There isn't anyone else around here for miles.
And
second off, what are you worried about? Those bikini's you wear don't exactly
cover a hell of a lot." Mary retorted with a smile. "You don't really
think that the guys can't tell what's under them after you get wet do you? I
mean that white one is completely see-through at times."
"Well,
Mark got me that one, and no, I wasn t aware of that." She replied.
The reality
is, we ve all seen every inch of your amazing tits, girl. You have all kinds
of reasons to proudly skip the little micro and get fully tanned today. Mary
retorted.
Christa s
face was red with embarrassment as she looked at her husband, who looked back
with a sheepish, almost guilty look. "No wonder he doesn't allow me to
wear it at the local public beaches." Christa finally figured it out.
"Like
we're not public?" I asked with a laugh, wishing I had paid better
attention the last time she wore that tiny white one. My wife reached across
and slugged me, but not too hard, on the shoulder, knowing exactly what I was
thinking.
"But,
naked in front of each other s husbands?" Christa asked, looking to my
Nancy, then back to Mary.
"Sure,
Mary said with resolve. And don't forget, they'll be naked too. And I for one,
and looking forward to seeing what's hiding in a pair of shorts or two!
Girls, you know you love the view as much as I do." Mary said with a grin.
"So
who's up for it, so to speak?" She finished, laughing at her own pun. Mary
was the designated activities director for this outing, and she was assertive
enough, that no one was comfortable with challenging her leadership.
"I'm
not so sure this is a good idea." My wife mumbled, as though hoping it
would all go away.
"Well,
I for one am going to!" Mary said, standing up and skimming her tight
tee-shirt off, leaving her standing completely naked in front of all of us. Now
who's going to join me?"
I sat
and stared at Mary, her tits large and firm; and definitely not in need of a
bra. Her waist was slender and flowed gracefully into her round smooth hips.
And, from my angle, she had a very cute round ass. Her pussy was shaved, and it
was pretty obvious to me that she was pretty turned on too.
I
thought about it for a few moments. Hell I'd wanted to see her naked for a long
time, now was my chance to see her naked all day.
Mary
went over to the fallen log that John was sitting on. She took his hand to
guide him up, then she wrapped her arms tightly around his shirtless chest and
began kissing him, going deep into his open mouth.
Now
was getting turned on, and My cock started expanding out of the leg hem of my
nylon shorts. The show Mary was giving us, was having a strong effect. If
I was lucky, today might be my best chance to touch and play a bit; too. All I
had to do was go along with this Nude Day thing.
Mary
whispered into John s ear. He nodded, then she stepped behind him and wrapped
her arms under his, caressing his chest. Her arms slowly slid down as she
looked over to Christa and winked. Mary s thumbs smoothly caught the insides of
John s elastic waistband, and as she continued her slow downward glide, John s
cock bounced free and then settled to a stiff horizontal trajectory.
Mary
looked over at my Nancy and winked. Nancy didn t notice her own
thighs pressing together, or her palm laying on her chest.
As the
shorts landed around John s ankles, Mary stepped next to John and held his right
hand with her left. The two sat back down on the log and they smiled while
waiting for our decisions.
So,
could I go all day naked around Mary and Christa, and my wife; without dying of
embarrassment or incurring the jealous rage of my sweet Nancy? Hell for that
matter, if my wife decided to go along, how would I feel about her being naked
in front of Mark and John?
"What
the hell!" I said, standing up. "You only live once!" It only
took me a moment to drop my shorts, since that was all I had on; and step out
of them. My dick was already hard and poking straight out toward Christa, who
seemed to sit staring at it; as if mesmerized by big Mike which has an
extra-large presentation.
"Oh
hell." Christa finally said, standing up and slowly undressing. If
anything, my dick got harder as I watched her pull her shirt and shorts off,
leaving her in a lacy bra and blue thong panty. "No one better laugh
though!" She said sharply, as she undid the clasp and let her ample chest
loose. Last garment to go was her thong, which she turned around and pushed
down. She bent over to hold onto the log for balance, giving us a brief, and
unexpected, view of her pussy as she stepped out of her thong.
"Well
Nancy, you in?" Mary asked, looking expectantly at my very nervous-looking
wife.
"What
about them?" She asked, looking at Mark, who staring at her expectantly.
"Oh
don't worry, he will too. If Christa and I have to tie him to a tree and strip
him." Mary answered with a laugh.
The
gauntlet thrown down, Mark had no choice. At about the same time Mark stripped,
Nancy did as well. Nancy took advantage of Mark s activity and quickly
undressed, tossing her clothes into a pile behind her, and sitting back down
before the men could ogle her too much. She wasn t putting on a show, like Mary
& Christa. Nancy was reluctantly getting this over with .
"Well,
that's it then! No more clothes for the rest of the day!" Mary said as she
bent over and picked up her t-shirt. I doubted that there was anything
arbitrary in the direction her cute ass was pointed as she bent over straight
legged, her pussy pushing out between her legs at me invitingly.
"Okay,
we have a full day at this site, so we can leave our tents up. There s a stream
with trout, and there s also a great view from up on that ridge. Or you can all
do as much or little as you like, before we break camp, tomorrow.
Everyone
was just sitting, trying to get the nerve to move. Then Mary took some
initiative; So who wants to go for a short walk? How about you Mike? You