Wild Times in a Winnebago

Sub-Genres: Group Sex, Romantic

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“What a drag.”

Lance bent over to gather more sticks for the fire, glancing over at his best friend Jake and his girlfriend, Jessa, but they hadn’t heard his cynical comment. They were also gathering firewood, talking cheerfully. Jessa giggled quite often which really got on Lance’s nerves.

Lance had never cared much for Jessa. She always seemed uptight and was a bit chunky. He couldn’t see what Jake saw in her.

Lance carried the wood that he had gathered back to the campsite, wondering why he had even come along. His girlfriend of two years had chosen the day before to break up with him leaving him partner-less for the weeklong camping trip that had been planned months ago.

‘It probably would have been worse if Sheila had come,’ Lance admitted to himself. Sheila had never liked Jake very much and she loathed Jessa. Jessa was too ‘common’ for her tastes and she never catered to Sheila like all of her other friends.

Lance glanced at Jessa who was now starting the fire. ‘At least Jessa pitches in’, Lance reasoned internally. ‘If Sheila had come she would have sat on her ass and bitched all week about the inconveniences of nature. Sitting on her ass and bitching is her specialty.’ He watched Jessa a moment longer then thought, ‘I shouldn’t scoff at Jake’s choice in women. My choices are even worse.’

Night came quickly and so did the chill. It was spring but the nights were still quite nippy. Jake and Jessa cuddled close on one log, sharing a blanket. Lance sat on the log next to Jake and Jessa’s, also wrapped in a blanket, but he didn’t feel as warm as they looked.

“You look cold there, man,” Jake said.

“I am. I don’t have anyone to share body heat with this time.”

“I’ve got something that will take care of that.”

He reached into the sack of groceries that was behind him and pulled out a bottle each of tequila, whisky and rum. The three of them passed the bottles among them. Lance soon felt warmer but didn’t allow himself to get drunk. He had always suffered terrible hangovers after getting drunk and avoided it at all costs.

He did, however, enjoy watching the other two get quite plastered.

“Do you know,” Jessa said, pointing at Lance, “that I’ve been afraid of you ever since I met you?”

“Afraid of me? What do you mean?”

“You intimidate me!” she said, a bit more emphatically than necessary. “You come off as so snobbish. I know you don’t think I’m pretty enough for Jake. It doesn’t matter how nice I am to you, you look at me and think ‘God, Jake can do so much better.’”

“I do not-“ Lance began, but Jessa cut him off.

“Yes, you do. He told me that you told him that flat out. I just think you’re so insecure that you have to have a gorgeous woman by your side to feel any self-worth. Take Sheila for example. I’ve never met a bitch colder than that one.”

“Jessa, maybe you should stop,” Jake said softly.

“No, that’s okay,” Lance said. “She’s not wrong about Sheila. And I want to hear what Jessa’s thinking.”

“You have no reason to be insecure,” Jessa continued. “You’re smart, funny, handsome and from what Sheila tells all the girls, you’re well-equipped.” Lance blushed fiercely, but Jessa didn’t seem to notice. Lance saw Jake bite his lip, trying not to laugh. “You can do better than Sheila and you should really look outside of the circle of gorgeous, empty-shell girls. Us normal-looking girls can be very good company.”

“I think you’re beautiful,” Jake said in an off-handed tone. He turned to pull some marshmallows out of his grocery bag.

“Why thank you, but I know that Lance here probably thinks I’m fat. If he compares me to that skeleton that he’s been dating for two years, that is.”

“Is she always like this when she’s drunk, Jake?” Lance asked.

“No. She’s usually like this all the time. Just more tactful, and never around you.”

The rest of the evening passed pleasantly and Lance found himself enjoying Jessa. By the time they all went into the Winnebago to sleep for the night, he could see perfectly well what Jake saw in her. She wasn’t uptight at all and she was the sharpest woman he had ever met, and quite witty.

Lance was exhausted from the long trip up to the campsite and expected to fall asleep quickly but he had forgotten his fan. He had a slight ringing in his ear and the fan helped to drown that out at night.

It would also have helped to drown out the sounds he heard coming from the bedroom at the far end of the camper. Jake was moaning deeply interrupted by an occasional, “Yes, Jessa, that’s it. Suck me down.”

Jake had told Lance that Jessa was the best cocksucker he had ever known, and Jake had known a lot of girls. From what Lance was hearing, he was more than willing to believe his friend’s boasts.

Lance shifted, feeling his cock getting hard. He tried to will it away, not wanting to jack off here in the front room of the camper where anyone could walk in on him.

“That’s it,” he heard Jake say in a muffled growl. “Suck it down, bitch. Swallow that cock. Oh yeah, baby, take it all.”

Lance moaned softly, unable to keep the picture of Jessa lying with her head between Jake’s legs, sucking on his large boner. Or maybe she was on her knees while he fucked her face.

Lance reached into his jockey shorts reasoning that he would hear anyone walk into the room in plenty of time to cover himself. Besides, those two sounded as if they’d be in their room for quite a while.

He grasped his cock and began stroking, feeling it stiffen to its full length as he listened to Jake’s moans and cries of pleasure. When Jake did come, he didn’t try to stifle his cries and Lance moved his second hand into his shorts, cupping his balls.

He lay in the fold out bed, stroking and rubbing his cock, and was amazed to find his fantasies filled with Jessa – Jessa on her knees, Jessa on all fours, Jessa pressing her tits together to let him fuck her fleshy mounds.

When the camper began to shake, Lance began stroking his dick to match their rhythm, imagining he was fucking Jessa from behind, grasping her ass – maybe even fucking her ass.

He moaned aloud and stood to rush to the bathroom. He came just as he heard Jessa’s cries of pleasure.

Lance returned to bed and was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

- – - – -

“I hope we weren’t too loud last night.”

“I could hear everything,” Lance said, but grinned, casting his line out into the river. “I had the biggest boner. Jessa sounds hot.”

“You have no idea,” Jake said, laughing self-indulgently. “No one gives head like Jessa. And her tight little pussy – shit, I’m getting hard just thinking about it.”

“Well cool it. I’m not going to suck you off.”

“I’ll just have her do it when we get back.”

“Maybe I should have stayed home,” Lance said, feeling as if he were intruding on his friend’s romantic vacation.

“No way, man!” Jake exclaimed, sincerely against the idea. “Who would I fish with?”

“What’s she doing right now, anyway?”

“Reading is what she told me. For all I know, she’s practicing on a banana.”

“She have a sister?” Lance asked, laughing.

“Nope, one of a kind is my Jessa. You like her now, don’t you?”

“Hey, man, I have been dead wrong about her. You have got great taste in women.”

“I know,” Jake said. They were both silent for a while, watching their lines for any tugs. He glanced over at Lance then said, “You want her?”

Lance looked at Jake, wide-eyed. “Dude! She’s your girlfriend!”

Jake laughed, loving the look of shock on Lance’s face. “I didn’t mean for you to date her, you dick. She will always be my girl. But, as you know, I’m the sharing kind.”

Lance looked back out at the river, appearing a bit disgusted. “It’s not like you to talk about women like they’re your property, Jake.”

Jake burst out into real laughter this time and almost dropped his fishing pole. “Man, she suggested it!” he exclaimed. “She thinks you’re hot and she told me last night that she wanted to suck your cock. When she went down on me last night, she told me she was imagining it was you.”

Lance felt his cock twinge, but said, “Jessa doesn’t seem the slut type to me.”

“Hey, man, she’s not,” Jake said, suddenly quite serious. “Don’t ever think that way about her. We love each other but we both know that monogamy is not what either one of us want. You know we’re getting serious and we have both stated that if we ever get married, we would swing with other singles and couples.”

“God damn, Jake, you are the luckiest son-of-a-bitch I know.”

He smiled again. “Yes, I am. And you could be the second luckiest.”

“I dunno, Jake. I’d feel weird, poking my best friend’s girl.”

“I’d be right there watching.”

“That would make it even weirder. But I do appreciate the offer.”

“Well, if that’s the way you feel, you’re missing out on one hell of a good time. In case you change your mind, the offer stands.”

“I’ll keep it in mind.”

- – - – - -

That night Lance’s fist was merciless with his cock as he listened to Jake and Jessa fucking in the back room. He continuously glanced at the door, knowing he could go in at anytime, but how could he do it? Doing his best friend’s girlfriend went against everything in his being, even if invited by his best friend.

He once again went into the bathroom to come but this time he didn’t stifle his cries.

- – - – - -

“You look tired. Are you all right?”

Lance looked up to see Jessa standing before him. “Where’s Jake?” he asked.

“Taking a nap. He didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Oh.” Lance lowered his head again to continue reading his book. He felt himself tense when Jessa sat next to him.

“I wish the rain would stop,” she said wistfully, pushing the curtain back to look out the window. “I really wanted to go swimming today.”

“Radio says it’ll be sunny by this afternoon.”

“Good,” she said, then folded her arms on the back of the couch and rested her chin on them to watch the rain.

Lance tried to read, but found his eyes drawn to Jessa over and over again. He blinked, startled, when he looked again and found her looking back at him.

“Are you all right Lance?”

“I – I guess I’m a little tired, too.”

“Am I making you uncomfortable? I thought we had gotten past that.”

“I’m uncomfortable, but not in the way you mean.”

She studied his face for a moment then leaned toward him. Lance stayed still as she kissed him gently, several times. When she placed her hand in his lap, he stood quite suddenly.

“Um, I’m sorry Jessa, I just can’t. Jake – “

“Knows. We talked – “

“He’s my best friend, Jessa. You aren’t supposed to mess around with your best friend’s girlfriend.”

“Oh bullshit, Lance. He wants me to be with you and I’ve wanted you for quite a while. I know I’m no Sheila, but-“

“Oh hell, Jessa, Sheila isn’t half the woman you are.”

Jessa blushed slightly then said, “Then let me do what we both want. Jake sent me out here to seduce you. Let me please you – there’s nothing wrong with this.”

“Are you certain he really has no problem with this, Jessa? I don’t want to lose his friendship.”

“I just told you, he sent me out here. Now, shut up and let me do what I want.”

He stayed quiet, looking down at her. She smiled, realizing he was finally allowing himself to have some fun with her. She slid from the couch down to her knees and reached up to unbuckle his jeans.

She slid his pants down his hips to reveal his white jockey shorts. His erection was pressing against the cotton and the tip of his cock was peeking out the top. He gasped as she flicked her tongue over this tip, rubbing her hand against his length through his shorts.

“Jessa, I do want something.”

“Name it.”

“I really, really want to fuck your tits and then your mouth.”

“I think I’m going to like you, Lance.”

She stood before him and he simply watched her as she began to unbutton her blouse. After the third button was undone, he snapped out of his reverie and began undressing himself.

Her blouse fell to the floor and he gazed upon her large breasts that were held up by a white satin bra. He reached out to grasp them both, but she slapped his hands away. “You still have clothes on,” she scolded, reaching up to slip her bra straps down her arms.

Lance finished undressing, leaving his clothes in a messy pile on the floor. Her bra was off now and he ogled her large tits that had huge pink aureoles. She reached down to undo her pants, but he grasped her arms and pushed her down onto the couch.

She giggled as he straddled her and he found that giggle terribly erotic. She grasped his hips as he placed his throbbing cock between her breasts. He reached down and pushed them together around his rod and moaned, already thrusting. Her soft flesh felt marvelous around his hard meat and he hesitated, enjoying the sensation of her skin against his.

“Oh Lance, yes,” she whispered. “Fuck my tits.”

He began thrusting and she bent her head. He moaned as she began to suck his cock head into her mouth with each thrust, making a popping noise each time he pulled back. The suction on his cock coupled with the friction of her soft breasts was maddening. He found her hard nipples with his thumbs and began rubbing them, still thrusting his shaft between her tits at a moderate tempo.

“Oh god,” she moaned, moving her hands around to grasp his smooth ass. “Yes, rub my nipples.”

“Keep licking me, Jessa.”

She immediately began licking his cock with each thrust again, but she couldn’t help but writhe beneath him as his thumbs continued to rub her sensitive nubs. She had always loved the unique sensation of a hard cock between her breasts, lying on her chest, heavy with lust.

“Ah shit, I’m already getting close,” Lance rasped.

“Give it to me, Lance.”

“I don’t want to come yet.”

“It’s okay. We have all week.”

Her hands on his ass pulled and he willingly moved forward, pressing his cock into her mouth. She spread her lips wide and sucked him all in, moving her tongue all over him. She could feel his ass on her tits, stimulating her nipples. Her thighs were clenching, her clit stimulated by the cloth of her jeans, and she felt close to coming herself.

Lance’s moans were constant now, feeling her wet warm mouth engulfing him over and over. She sucked mercilessly and bobbed her head in time with his thrusts. He grasped her head and began breathing hard.

“I’m gonna come, Jessa.”

He let out a guttural cry as she moved her mouth down to the base of his cock and began sucking, hard. He came, yelling loudly, and filled her throat with his hot semen. She moaned around his cock, her body moving wildly. He watched her, a little confused, then realized that she was coming as well. She continued sucking his cock, obviously in love with hot cum going down her throat and she didn’t pull away until every last drop was swallowed.

He pulled out of her mouth and sat on the end of the couch, gasping. She sat up and moved next to him, rubbing her breasts against his arm. “You look a bit spent.”

“No, no,” he said, laughing softly. “I’m just a little dazed. I’ll be up and raring to go real soon.”

“Will you fuck me, Lance? Even if Jake is here to watch?”

“Yes, Jessa. I would fuck you now even if the entire college senior class was watching.”

“Mmm, sounds kinky. But Jake will be enough.”

Jessa stood from the couch and began undoing her jeans. Lance watched her as she stripped naked in front of him. He let out a deep sigh, enjoying the roundness of her hips, the darkness between her legs. Her body was so different from Sheila’s, whose body was slender and angular. He didn’t find Jessa to be ‘chunky’ anymore, just nice and round and soft.

“I thought I heard a party going on out here.” Lance and Jessa looked toward the bedroom to see Jake walking out, clad only in his boxer shorts. His hair was mussed and it was obvious that he had just woken up. Jake looked at Jessa and said, “Damn, baby, but you give me a boner every time I see those tits.”

Lance glanced down and saw that Jake did indeed have a hard on. He watched as Jake walked up to Jessa and pulled her against him. She reached up and they kissed deeply, their tongues moving against each other’s. Jake’s left hand clutched her breast possessively and kneaded.

Jessa moved her lips to his chest and Jake looked over at Lance. “Isn’t she great?”

“Oh yes,” Lance said, surprised to feel no shame at being completely naked in front of his best friend, his cock rising as they spoke, looking at his nude girlfriend.

Jake let out a soft grunt when Jessa grasped his crotch and bit his nipple. Her other hand was moving all over his chest, his hard stomach and into his shorts to clutch his tight ass. Lance watched Jessa arouse her man for a few more moments, and then stood to fold the couch out into a bed.

“Good thinking, my man,” Jake said, sitting down. He lay back and put his arms behind his head as Jessa immediately started tugging his boxers down. Lance watched as she threw a pillow down on the floor and moved between Jake’s legs. He put his hand on her head and closed his eyes as her mouth moved over his pulsing erection.

“Ah yes,” he said wistfully. “My baby certainly does love the cock.”

Lance grabbed another throw pillow and placed it behind Jessa. Jake simply watched as Lance placed himself behind her.

Jessa moaned feeling Lance’s hands grasp her ass softly, almost tentatively. His mouth followed and she giggled around Jake’s cock as he kissed her butt cheeks, biting gently. She moaned again, feeling his hand grasp her pussy, pushing two fingers inside of her.

“Oh, you’re already nice and wet,” Lance rasped, slipping in two more fingers. “I bet I could fit my entire arm inside you.” Jessa wiggled her ass at him and he laughed gently, but pulled his fingers out.

Lance grasped her hips and began rubbing his cock head against Jessa’s wet slit, moving up and down, teasing her hole and clit. She reached back with her left hand and grasped his cock, pulling him toward her. He resisted, and instead began fucking her fist at a very slow pace. He laughed softly, hearing her sounds of frustration.

“Fuck her, Lance,” Jake said, grinning at his best friend. “Don’t torture the poor girl.” He let out another “Ah!” letting his head fall back as she sucked him hard in gratitude.

Lance pressed his dick into her hole and pushed slowly until he was inside her up to the hilt. “Man, you are tight,” he barely moaned. He began thrusting, slowly at first, moaning at the feeling of her wet pussy clutching his cock tightly, pulling him in with each thrust.

Jake propped himself up on his elbows, watching his best friend fucking his girlfriend as she sucked him off. The sight almost brought about his climax, but he closed his eyes and lay back again, concentrating on his lover’s mouth, the feel of her lips and tongue on his hard cock, the sucking that she delivered relentlessly. He could tell by the way she was sucking his cock how much fun she was having.

“Ah gawd!” Jake cried, “I’m coming!”

He yelled again, coming down his lover’s throat and she moaned, drinking him down.

Lance’s tempo had sped up and he was gasping for air as he fucked Jessa hard from behind. He could feel his balls slapping her ass and she was clenching his cock with her pussy walls, making him moan through his gasps for air.

When Jessa was finished with Jake’s cock, she leaned back and put her arms around Lance’s neck, reaching behind herself to do so. She began crying out with each of his deep thrusts and she began bouncing in his lap, matching his rhythm.

He grasped her breasts and began manipulating her nipples, which caused her to scream, “Yes, yes!” over and over again. The maddening sensations he was causing at her nipples were like electric bolts shooting to her pussy, heightening the feeling of his thick cock pounding into her over and over. Her cries continued until she finally screamed in orgasm. She fell forward, moaning and breathing harshly.

Lance pulled his cock out of her and placed it between her butt cheeks, pounding his fist up and down his cock. He yelled as he came, spreading his cum all over her back and ass. She moaned, feeling the warmth, and held still until he was spent.

He fell back onto the floor, gasping for air and moaning.

It was Jake that helped her clean up as Lance lay on the floor, recuperating. When she could, she stood and went into the bathroom to wash up a bit.

Jake sat on the edge of the bed, still nude, and looked down at Lance. “So, guess you changed your mind, eh?”

“Yeah,” Lance said shortly.

“Aren’t you glad you did?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Get up off the floor and come to the bedroom. The bed’s bigger and much more comfortable than this thing.”

“Good idea,” Lance said, sitting up. “Tell me something.”

“What?”

“Will she take it up the ass?”

Jake grinned. “There’s nowhere that Jessa won’t take it, Lance. Trust me.”

Jessa exited the bathroom and all three went into the bedroom to continue their vacation.