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This is the first time my (now) wife ever cucked me – with a girl on a camping trip. The start of a crazy adventure. You can find my first collection of stories (about how I became a sub) on Kindle, with more coming soon.
Beth, my long-term girlfriend, and I had been exploring our kinks and talking about experimenting with other people for a little while. We had experimented with some bondage, pain play and chastity. We’d always had something of a female-led relationship, I have a thing for strong women who know what they want, but things were gradually amping up. Quite often, when we’d had a few drinks and were horny, conversation would turn to Beth fucking other people. It was my biggest fantasy and nothing got me going more than that thought – especially when we were away from home.
We were on a camping trip in a beautiful corner of the country. Our camping set up is pretty good, nice spacious tent with a big comfortable bed, camping chairs and a decent amount of kit. The campsite we were staying out was fantastic, individual pitches surrounded by hedgerows and trees, set away from each other. The shower facilities were top notch and best of all: no kids were allowed.
We’d been having a great week, walking, visiting beaches and local towns and exploring the nearby pubs and bars. We were feeling relaxed and our general mood was fantastic. We had eaten a decent barbecue that night and were sat on the chairs drinking some delicious local cider, joking around and enjoying the quiet sounds of the forest.
Beth got up to go to the toilet and when she came back, she had a broad smile on her face.
‘You alright?’ I asked.
‘Yeah, yeah,’ she replied softly as she sat back down next to me, ‘I was just chatting to the hot woman in the next camping pitch.’
‘Oh yeah?’
‘Yeah, the one you were staring at when she was in her bikini.’
‘I was not staring, I just noticed.’ I defended myself.
‘Anyway, you were right. She is here on her own. Had a break up a few months ago and decided to live her best summer. She said she’s been on city breaks, camping trips, done all sorts. Good for her.’
‘I agree,’ I replied, ‘Good for her.’
The sky was starting to turn orange and I built and lit a fire in the pit. We carried on drinking and chatting and listening to the sounds of the evening. We were getting a little bit tipsy and very flirty. I had been in a chastity cage since my shower that morning and Beth was gently stroking it through my trousers while she kissed me, when approaching footsteps startled us slightly.
‘Heya,’ a voice said out of the darkness.
‘Hey,’ I replied.
The figure that stepped into the light of the fire was stunning in a green and white sundress, with red hair flowing loosely onto her shoulders and down her back. She smiled warmly and looked like almost elven as she swayed slightly in the firelight.
‘I’ve run out of mixer and was wondering if I could borrow some,’ she asked.
‘Sorry, I said, we’ve only got cider. You’re welcome to some though.’ I replied.
‘Come join us,’ my wife added. She turned to me, ‘Go get another cup.’
I did as I was told and grabbed another cup from the tent. When I came back, the beautiful stranger was sat in my chair. She motioned to get up but my wife stopped her. ‘He’ll be fine on the floor.’
I added a log to the fire, topped up everyone’s cups and sat down across the fire from them.
‘I’m Beth and this is Frank,’ my wife said.
‘I’m Jenny,’ the stranger answered as she drank some cider, clearly at least as tipsy as we were.
We chatted cheerfully, talked about the places we’d been on our trip and she told us all about her ‘summer of adventure’ after her bad break up. We laughed and joked together and were all feeling pretty relaxed. The conversation flowed very naturally and I took responsibility for keeping the fire going and keeping everyone’s drinks topped up between sitting at my wife’s feet and joining in with the conversation.
Beth shot me a wry smile from time to time, playfully rubbed my leg with her foot or ruffled my hair as we spoke. I was feeling at my most subservient and revelling in the company of two beautiful women – part of me starting to harbour fantasies about taking Jenny into our tent with us at the end of the night and enjoying what was underneath that sundress.
‘He’s a good boy, isn’t he?’ Jenny commented after I topped up their drinks and got some snacks from the tent.
‘He knows his place,’ Beth replied with a smile.
My cock tried to swell at this praise but instead just squeezed against the confines of my cage. I blushed.
‘Is he always like this?’
‘Pretty much. When he’s not, I have ways of punishing him.’ Beth laughed and Jenny joined in. My cheeks grew pinker.
‘I need a guy like that, my ex was such an arsehole.’
‘Yeah, he’s alright. He’s got a lovely bum too.’
‘Oh really? Can’t tell in those baggy shorts,’ Jenny chuckled.
‘Stand up and turn around,’ Beth told me.
I complied and she grabbed one of my cheeks and squeezed. ‘Try,’ she said to Jenny.
Jenny laughed, reached over and squeezed my other arse cheek. ‘Oh, it is nice,’ she commented, squeezing again a couple of times while I felt myself harden further inside the cage.
Beth gave me a spank and told me to sit back down.
I sat down in front of her, leaning against her legs and watching the fire.
They had leaned closer to each other now, the drink making them confident and flirty. Jenny made a comment about Beth’s hair and stroked it gently. Beth returned with a compliment about the sundress and ran her fingers down the strap. I could feel the sexual chemistry oozing from them and was feeling very excited.
‘So what’s your secret?’ Jenny finally asked.
‘Our secret?’ Beth answered.
‘The secret to having such a good boy.’
‘Well, we’re kinda kinky,’ my girlfriend replied to her with a smile. ‘And he does what I tell him.’
‘I guessed that. It’s not normally my thing; I like to be the one that is grabbed and thrown around and fucked. Maybe that is my problem.’ She paused for a second.
‘Oh, he fucks me good,’ Beth laughed, ‘I just make him work for it. We’ve been trying something new lately and it has made him extra compliant, extra horny and when I do let him fuck me, he doesn’t hold back. He gives me everything he’s got every time.’
I looked up at Beth, embarrassed and worried about what she was going to say next.
‘You have to tell me,’ Jenny said.
Beth leaned close and I felt a new wave of arousal as her lips brushed Jenny’s ear as she whispered something.
Jenny leaned back laughing, a huge grin on her face. ‘Really?’ she asked.
Beth nodded.
‘Can I see it?’
‘Sure.’
I was already brushing when Beth turned to me and told me to stand up in front of them. All three of us looked around but the woods were empty apart from us. Beth grabbed the elastic of my shorts and gently pulled them down my legs, revealing the lacey purple panties I had been wearing all day, the firelight reflecting off the metal hiding behind it.
Jenny giggled and I turned an even bright shade of pink, straining in my cage.
Beth pulled the panties down to fully reveal what I was hiding. A two-and-a-half-inch tube of steel wrapped around my cock with a small padlock holding it in place to a ring around the base of my cock and balls. There were holes in the cage design that showed how much I was straining against the metal.
Jenny gasped and giggled as Beth grabbed hold of it to pull me closer.
‘What do you think?’ Beth asked.
‘It looks painful,’ Jenny commented.
‘Only when he gets too aroused, but that kinda makes it more fun.’
‘Why do you do it?’
‘He enjoys it,’ she replied pulling my panties and shorts back up and gesturing for me to sit back down. ‘But it is mostly about my pleasure. I get to enjoy myself as much as I want, but he only gets what I give him.’
‘Would you like to enjoy yourself with me?’ Jenny asked leaning close.
Beth smiled and put her hand onto Jenny’s cheek, kissing her softly before looking down at me, a quick check in to make sure I was okay with how things were proceeding. I smiled back up at her and nodded softly to let her know I was okay.
Beth turned back to Jenny and kissed her again, a little more forcefully this time, putting an arm around her and pulling her close. The two of them became entwined, while I watched the sexy scene unfold in the orange glow of the campfire.
Jenny whispered something and they stood up, hand in hand and took three steps towards our tent. I stood up to follow before Beth turned back at me, ‘Where are you going?’ she asked.
‘Umm… err…’ I stammered.
‘You can stay out here and keep an eye on the fire.’
She turned back around and they walked into the tent, zipping it closed behind them. I saw on one of the chairs and watched the fire while I listened to the giggles, gasps and moans, my imagination running wild and my cock straining painfully in the confines of the chastity cage wrapped around it.
The night drew on and the sounds from the tent built in intensity before subsiding, building again and again. When they finally emerged, they were sweaty and flushed, their clothes clumsily put back on. They shared a long kiss and held each other in an embrace on the edge of the firelight, barely acknowledging my existence. They whispered and kissed softly again before Jenny headed back to her tent. She paused and turned back towards me to say goodnight before disappearing into the darkness.
Beth stood in front of me, took my hand and led me out of the chair and into the tent. I checked the fire was safe on the way and followed her like an excited puppy, wondering what was next.
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