Camping At A Music Festival

Every year I attend a music festival not too far from my home but I always camp. I go with some very dear friends who are a married couple, Dave and Lucy, and every year it has always been the three of us as I have always been single at the time. This year I have a boyfriend but he was unable to get a ticket and the day before the start Lucy was called away to attend a work conference.

Dave and I decided we were going anyway as the tickets were paid for and on the day we set up our tents next to each other.

Dave and I (and Lucy) have been great friends for many years. He's good looking and very much in love with Lucy.

After finishing the tents off, we sat down for a coffee and a chat as usual and, when it was open, we went to the arena for a beer and to take in a few bands and we had a great time dancing and drinking. Dave is always good company. At the end of the night, we were both a bit merry with the beer and the music and headed back to our tents.

When we got to Dave's tent, we said goodnight to each other and I gave Dave a chaste kiss on the cheek and as I was moving away, he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him and planted his lips on mine. Before I knew it we were both in a full blow, french kissing snog. is tongue was flicking around in my mouth and I did what comes naturally and returned the favour.

We must have been snogging for about 5 minutes when guilt got the better of me. I pulled away and said, "You know this isn't going any further, don't you. Lucy is my best friend."

He nodded in agreement but, pointing to the bulge in his jeans said,

"Yes. But I hope you realise,  I am going to have a wank in a minute whilst thinking about you."

Now thanks to the snogging, there was already a distinct puddle in the gusset of my panties but when Dave talked about having a wank because of me, well my clit went into full throbbing mode.

"You and me, both," I said as I walked to my tent. I tried to make it sound like a joke but in reality, I couldn't wait to get my hands down my pants.

I climbed into my tent (fortunately one you can stand up in) and stripped off completely by torch light and sat down in my folding camping chair. I shone the torchlight onto my pussy which was coated with my juices and my little tuft of pubic hair was completely wet and matted. My lips were fully puffed up and pink and parted allowing more of my juices to drip from me. As for my clit, well angry purple and throbbing hard. This was not going to take long.

My clit was too sensitive to touch so I inserted a couple of fingers into my hole with a loud squelch, forcing mor juice out around my fingers. I slowly pumped my hole with a couple of fingers getting closer to my orgasm. This was not going to take long. 

Then I heard it...

In the tent next to mine, I heard Dave whisper/growl, "I'm cumming, Di!" Then there was a grunt as if he was trying to be quiet.

In my mind's eye I imagined Dave lying on his back naked, hard cock in hand, as strings of hot, sticky, white cum shot out of his cock and splattered over his hairy belly, chest and chin. This image pushed me over my orgasmic cliff.

"Me too!" I grunted/whispered as wave after wave  of my orgasm hit me as I tried to keep any noise to a whimper, soaking the chair under me. I don't know how much Dave heard but I hoped he heard some.

As I came down from my climax, I knew I was not finished. My clit had calmed down a bit so I could at least touch it now but it was still poking out from under its hood looking very angry.

"I'm going around again," I whispered, not sure if Dave could hear.

"Me too," came the whispered reply. Well that did it. I started dripping again knowing he could hear me.

I moved the torch around looked for something I could use as a dildo. I couldn't see anything but then my eyes settled on the torch in my hand. It was about an inch and a half in diameter and six inches long (and waterproof!). It was going to be a tight fit but I've had bigger.

I lay down on my airbed and rolled the shaft of the torch around in the juices that were coating my thighs and then, legs open wide, offered it up to my cunt. It took a bit of time but I managed to get about four inches into me and started to pump it in and out. Each time it went in, my pussy emitted a fart noise and as I pulled it out, a slurp noise came from my cunt hole. So, in and out, in and out making "fart, slurp, fart, slurp" noises. I was beyond caring who could hear me as long as Dave could.

"Can you hear me, Dave?" I gasped/whispered.

"Oh yes! I'm so hard right now," he replied in a whisper.

I continued to pump my hole. The beam from the flashlight was bouncing around the inside of the tent. I could hear faint rustling noises from Dave's tent as he pumped his cock and I could hear his heavy breathing.

In my mind's eye again, I imagined Dave lying on his back again but with his previous cum all over his belly and dribbling down his sides. There was cum on his chin that I imagine him scooping up into his mouth as he wanked. I so much wanted to clean him up with my tongue. These thoughts were enough. I could feel that spreading warmth from my pussy as my clit throbbed into action and my cunt started to clamp around the torch.

"I'm gonna cum!" I whispered as I sped up the "fart, slurp" noises, probably louder than intended.

"Me too!" whispered/grunted Dave followed by more stifled grunts. I immediately came harder than the first time and the orgasm seemed to go on and on as I imaging Dave spewing forth more hot cum onto my face and tits.

I heard a final slurp and the torch fell out of me and the next thing I know is it's morning.

I thought things might be a bit awkward but Dave thanked me for last night and I said how much I enjoyed it too. We enjoyed another great day at the festival.

At the end of the night, I said a goodnight to Dave but he stopped me and asked, "can we do that again tonight?" and I said "yes, I would like that," as I started getting wet again.

But then he asked, "can we be in the same tent this time?" I was obviously hesitating as he said "it wouldn't mean being unfaithful to Lucy or your boyfriend. No touching, just watching each other." He had a pleading look on his face in the torch light.

I felt my reply coming straight from my throbbing clitoris. "Yes, that would be great!" it replied.

We climbed into his tent.

He immediately dropped his jeans and underpants to the floor and his already hard cock sprang out. Bigger than my torch, I thought. I did the same and we sat in camping chairs placed facing each other. He must have clearly seen how aroused I was as he pointed the torch directly at my hole which was already gaping and wet.

Dave was already rubbing his big shaft up and down, squeezing drops of pre-cum from the tip. 

"Put some fingers inside, I want to hear those noises again".

I did as I was told and filled my hole with a couple of fingers. I pumped them in and out making a loud squelchy noise. We were both measure in our approach this time. not like last nights wanking frenzy. We wanked together for about ten minutes but I could hear Dave's breathing getting heavier and he stopped pumping occasionally to stop from cumming. My orgasm was getting closer and I started to speed up.

"Are you ready, Dave? Let's cum together."

Dave started pumping his fat cock faster and pointed hi torch directly at my cunt. I felt such a slut.

"I'm gonna cum, Dave! 3....2....1!" Hopefully the countdown would give him some timing.

The waves of my orgasm hit me hard as Dave stood up and over me  as spurt after spurt of hot cum splashed out of his cock onto my thighs and belly and the last few dribbles landed on my pussy.

He sat back down as I rubbed his cum into my skin and pussy.

"I want to go again..." I said with a grin.