My First Bi-Sexual Threesome

by Thesandman

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including BiSexual, Group Sex, First, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Sex Toys, Squirting, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, .

Desc: Sex Story: Steven learns more about the out of doors than he ever thought possible

I had recently joined the Forestry Service and had gone through training. I was pretty excited about my first real assignment when I was told that I'd be out in the back country with a husband and wife team that had been monitoring and documenting the current bear population in that particular area. I'd brought up fresh provisions with me, and then invited to stay for a two-week period to observe and learn some of the things they were doing. Needless to say I was excited to begin this adventure, knowing full well that it would be without many of the normal day to day conveniences we all take for granted.

I arrived at the out of the way rustic little cabin they were staying in, surprised to discover that it was a lot smaller than I had anticipated, and that while there, we'd all be sharing a single room to sleep in. In addition to that, every other day we would take two person shifts going out to check monitored locations, as well as spend some time in a tree blind that was situated in a well known area where many of the bears tended to hang out in order to observe them better in their natural environment.

One additional thing I wasn't prepared for was that Debra, a tall statuesque woman with long dark hair that she wore in a ponytail for most of the time, was attractive as hell. The drab green tee shirts she wore doing little to hide her voluptuous looking tits, nor the all most too short, shorts she preferred wearing as we hiked around.

At thirty-nine, she looked twenty-nine, and made me feel less like the novice I was having just turned twenty-five myself. Jack, her husband was a couple of years older than she was and had a woodsy maturity about him, complete with a five o'clock shadow on his face that for some reason never diminished, but never changed much either. They were both in very good shape too, though the life they'd chosen to live and enjoyed had a lot to do with that.

Upon my arrival I was greeted with open arms, not only for the replenishment brought with me of needed supplies, but they had not seen or spoken with another human being for a couple of months. We spent that first night getting to know one another while Debra fixed us a fabulous breakfast dinner of eggs, pancakes and slabs of sizzling hot bacon. I was informed they rarely if ever ate breakfast in the morning before heading out, aside from a cup of coffee and some energy bars they began their day with, they packed light with just enough provisions, including plenty of water to make the ten mile hike up to the tree stand and back again, sometimes the following day.

"So you sleep up there too?" I asked Debra.

"Sometimes, depends on if we've seen much sign or any activity. If we have, then sometimes we'll spend the night there and come back the following day. Sometimes we just hike around and check the monitors and cameras we've set up before coming back here to spend a day or so before heading back out again. There are times we go together, and other times that we actually go by ourselves. It can make for some interesting moments spent out in the woods all alone, so I'm glad that you'll be here with us for the next two weeks," she informed me.

"Do you ever get bored?" I asked curiously.

She smiled at that, nodding her head. "Every once in a while we do, but we find other things to amuse ourselves with whenever that happens, though to be honest, as beautiful as this country is with all the wildlife, we don't find ourselves getting bored all that often."

I had caught the subtle glint of mischievousness in her eye when she'd said that, though she didn't exactly elaborate.

We slept side by side on some air mattresses, getting up bright and early to begin the hike up to the tree stand. "We don't cook while we're up there," Jack informed me, "It's all sandwiches and energy bars, and of course plenty of water," he said, then led us on the ten mile trek up to where the area was they'd been monitoring. By the time we arrived, it was already late in the afternoon.

"Now you see why we often spend a day or two up here before heading back," Debra told me.

It had taken me a moment or two to locate the actual blind. They'd done such a good job of camouflaging it that I nearly missed it. I was also surprised at how large it was too. It certainly wasn't no cabin, but it was big enough to sit in side by side without being too cramped, or to stand up and walk around in without being observed. Below the stand was a small meadow complete with a small fresh stream of running water.

"One of the reasons we chose this place, a lot of animals come through here to get a drink, and it supplies us with that as well, also a way to freshen up some without having to use the water we've brought up with us to do so." Jack turned then and began making his way back down the tree to the ground. "I'm going to walk the perimeter, be back in a couple of hours," he told us.

We watched as Jack made his way into the woods, and then disappeared. "Steve? If you need to use the facilities, there's a box down behind the tree with a shovel and some T.P. in it you can use. Just walk back about a hundred yards or so to the North, there's an overlook back there, and the area is hardly ever traveled so it's the safest and best place to go." She also pointed to a couple of small folding chairs, just barely big enough to even sit down on. "You're welcome to use one of these if you get tired of standing or sitting on the floor," she told me. "I'm going down to the stream to freshen up some while I can since we probably scared away most everything coming up here. It will be a while before any of the bears or other wildlife return to the area, so I might as well do it now."

I watched her walk over to the little stream next to the meadow where she turned, looked back up towards me and waved. I waved back, and then caught myself short as she suddenly reached down and pulled the tee shirt she was wearing up and over her head. I was a little surprised as she stood there, her bare breasts for all the world to see, well ... for me to see anyway. Then she rinsed out her tee shirt in the water, wringing it out a moment later before hanging it over a nearby tree limb to dry out. Next, she stripped out of the shorts she was also wearing and did the same thing with those, until she stood with nothing more than her shoes and socks on, enjoying the warmth of the sunshine on her bare skin as she splashed some more water on herself and with a small hand cloth, had a bit of a wash.

Perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised by this, after all it was obviously perfectly natural and normal for her to be doing so, especially this far away from everything. And the fact that she stood there in the nude, even though I could see that she was, with the distance involved here, didn't give me a birds-eye-view close up, though I was half tempted to pick up the binoculars that were hanging nearby.

Still. I wondered briefly if I should turn and look away, giving her some privacy. But then again, if she'd wanted some privacy, she would have indicated that to me in some way. After all, she had waved, so she knew I was watching her, even as she washed her breasts, taking her time with each one, and then washing between her legs and ass as she spread her feet, once again bending over to rinse out her wash cloth before applying it to herself again.

When she was finished, she retrieved her still wet clothing and began making her way back towards the tree stand, rather than putting her clothing back on however, she climbed back up still in the nude.

"Boy, that feels a lot better!" she grinned at me. "If you want to freshen up as well, you'd better do it now," she indicated as she placed her still damp clothing over one of the logs they had built as a railing around the stand.

"Ah no, I'm good," I informed her feeling a little sheepish, and trying very hard not to look too directly at her. She must have noticed that and laughed however.

"I hope my being naked like this doesn't offend you," she stated easily. "Up here, it just feels natural to be naked most of the time, which we often do, makes us feel a bit closer to nature if you will."

"Yes, I can see that," I said feeling a little easier since she was obviously so at ease with it herself, but then again, Jack wasn't here either, though I supposed he wouldn't have minded her being naked around me either by the way she acted in being so.

"I just love it up here, so peaceful and quiet," she said placing her hands on the railing and looking out over the meadow below us. Standing off to one side and slightly behind her, I was indeed enjoying the view, but it wasn't the countryside I was actually looking at either. Debra had a nice tight well rounded little ass, her breasts though full, were equally as well rounded, and looked especially alluring as she leaned out over the railing looking down.

"Hungry?" she asked. "There's some sandwiches in the knap-sack," she informed me

"Ah no, not yet anyway," I said thanking her. "But I do need to pee," I added without too much embarrassment with my admission. I slipped over the railing and began making my way back down the tree to the ground when I heard, then noticed her following me as I descended.

"Might as well go with you and pee too," she told me. "Then we'll come back, sit and see if something comes into the area, and wait for Jack to return."

Debra quickly grabbed the shovel and some toilet paper, and then led the way. "Follow me," she announced. After a brief walk, she stopped handing me the shovel. "You should always dig a hole to pee in too," she informed me, then stood waiting while I did. I handed the shovel back to her, expecting her to find another spot to dig one for herself. Instead, she squatted over the one I had just dug. "We only need one," she informed me, pee'd then stood and wiped herself, tossing the environmentally friendly tissue into the hole. "Your turn!"

Dumbfounded, I stood there for a moment trying to decide what to do. "Pee shy are we?" she asked. I was, but I wasn't about to admit it to her either. She laughed seeing my discomfort. "There's a lot you'd better get used to doing if you're going to be doing this for a living," she told me. "But if you'd like, I'll wander back to the stand and give you some privacy." She turned then and I watched her go, feeling a little stupid as I stood there willing my prick to finally pee. I stood there finally pissing into the already wet hole she had used, finding it strangely erotic for some odd reason to be mingling my urine with hers. I soon after filled the hole and then made my way back to the stand where I saw her standing up above me waiting. Once again she waved, and as I waved back at her, I watched her full breast bouncing up and down in greeting towards me, forcing myself to look away at that point and begin climbing back up the tree.

The sun was just beginning to set when Jack reappeared through the trees quickly joining us. "Saw some sign," he indicated, "and picked up a fresh trail. Think there's a mother and two cubs making there way around, probably see them tomorrow," he stated.

"Yeah, saw a few deer earlier," Debra told him. "Figured we wouldn't see any bears if they were still in the area, might as well settle in for the night."

By the time Jack had returned, Debra had gotten dressed again, so I was thankful for that, though I was still fairly certain he wouldn't have cared if she hadn't been. Jack made a few notes in the journal he carried with him, and then sat down for a quick bite to eat just as the sun finished setting. Although it was early time-wise, it had been a long day, and we'd be up bright and early again in the morning.

"Going down to wash up then turn in," he announced, "coming with me?" he asked looking back towards us.

"Nah, I'm good," I said once again, wondering if that particular phrase would become a permanent one with me. Debra however followed him down the tree, and then they walked off disappearing into the darkness together.

I stood at the railing looking off into the night. A full moon had backlit the meadow to some degree, and moments later I caught movement as the two of them made their way out of the darkness into the clear opening of the meadow near the stream. I knew with some certainty, they couldn't see me, not in the darkness anyway, though with the full moon highlighting the two of them, I could see them fairly easily. Once again, I watched as they both stripped off their clothing, and then washed and bathed one another, doing each other's backs. Once again, I found it slightly erotic to be standing there watching so simple, and so natural an act, until it took an unexpected turn and became much more than that.

At first, I wasn't even sure that what I was seeing was what I was actually witnessing. Debra had leaned over as though she was rinsing out her clothing just as I'd seen her do earlier in the day, the difference being, this time Jack stepped up behind her. At first I thought they were just playing around a little, but then his movements became obvious as he latched onto her twin ass cheeks, and began pumping himself into her from behind. I thought I had seen Debra looking back in my direction, but I couldn't be sure as dark as it was, though I again reminded myself that they couldn't possibly see me as I was indeed covered in darkness. So I stood, watching the two of them together, fascinated that they would be doing this without any real cover of darkness, and wondered if they had yet realized that the moon's glow fully accentuated what they were doing.

Even the sounds of their coupling made its way over to me, though the words spoken weren't entirely clear, the grunts and groans of their now furious fucking were. In a way, it was about as animalistic as it could be. If I hadn't known better, or been able to see them as clearly as I could and know who and what they were, I might have confused them with a pair of bears going at it there in the woods.

There's something to be said about being at one with nature, out in the woods like this, I was hard as a rock! When I saw Debra finally spin around, kneeling down in front of Jack, giving him what I knew then to be a blowjob, I lost it. Freeing my own prick, I began pumping it up and down, safe and secure in the knowledge there was no way they could know what I was myself now doing up here.

Jack must have come seconds before I did. I heard his soft moan, the tilt of his head backwards as Debra knelt in front of him sucking his prick. I watched my own semen shoot from the head of my dick, through the railing, and then disappear into the darkness below. I'd barely finished cleaning myself up when I heard them below me, making their way back up into the tree stand.

"Well, now I'm tired, and ready for bed!" Jack announced with a grin. "See you two in the morning!" Jack picked up his small tightly rolled sleeping bag and made his way back down the tree once again.

"Where's he going?" I wondered aloud.

"Oh, Jack hates sleeping up here for some reason," she told me. "He's not a big fan of heights anyway, which is why he usually spends more time wandering around than sitting up here with me."

"Is it safe?" I asked.

"Safe enough, he actually has made a place to hang a hammock, which is still high enough off the ground, though not nearly as high as this place is, so he's more comfortable sleeping there than here."

"Oh," was all I said.

"Here, you'll need this," Debra said handing me one of the small little sleeping bags they kept stored here. "It can still get pretty cold at night up here, though we'd be a lot warmer if you don't mind snuggling up together," she told me.

I didn't really have a problem with that, and told her so, until I saw her suddenly strip out of her clothing once again anyway. "That's good," she said smiling, and then put the two bags together to make a slightly larger one before laying it down on the floor of the tree stand.

She quickly slipped inside and held one side open for me to get in as well. "Ah, you'll actually be a lot warmer if you take your clothes off, and that way you won't be as cold putting them back on in the morning either."

I went as far as my underwear, which seemed to pacify her to some extent, though she again laughed at my shyness. "No worries, a few days from now, and I bet you're running around the woods as naked as a Jaybird," she told me.

I highly doubted that, but let it go, slipping inside the bag, though I turned my back towards her as I did so, trying in the same instant to ensure there was at least a few inches still remaining between us. That disappeared a moment or two later though as she snuggled up against me, putting her arm around me, the feel of those wonderful breasts of hers pressing against my back. "See? Much, much warmer now isn't it?"

I wouldn't have touched that comment with a ten-foot pole, and had I of not jerked it off only a short time ago, I would have felt like I had one too. Even so, it stirred once again with renewed interest, the softness of her magnificent breasts resting against me. But I soon heard the gentle snore of her sleep, finally relaxing, and drifted off myself.


I woke to the aromatic smell of hot coffee.

"Morning!" she said brightly. "Though we don't really cook anything up here, I can't stand to start the day without coffee," she told me. She had a single cup burner that barely heated, but just enough to heat up the coffee from the thermos she'd brought along with us. She was still naked too, now sitting with her back against the railing, knees propped up and bent towards her chest as she sat sipping her own coffee after handing me one. It was all I could do to not stare directly at the pink split winking at me between her legs.

"Jack?"

"Up and gone already," she informed me. "Wanted to see if he could pick up their trail, find out which direction they were heading in before coming back here."

"Oh," I said, once again using another phrase I had seemed to adopt as my own.

"So Steven, did you sleep ok?" she asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah ... fine, just fine," I told her, not telling her that I had had several highly erotic dreams during the night, no doubt caused by the feel of her breasts pressing against me, and the knowledge that she was sleeping next to me naked the entire night.

"Did you find it exciting last night?" She now asked.

"Excuse me?" I asked, confused by her question.

"You know, sleeping outside like this ... here," she told me finally standing up, though now I had an even better view of that precious slit peeking between her legs as she turned her back towards me, once again leaning over the railing. With her back towards me, she spoke again, catching me truly off guard this time.

"Could you see us? Hear us down there?" she asked.

"Ah, when," I asked, playing stupid.

She turned back around, facing me and laughed once again. "When we were down by the stream fucking," she said simply, openly. "I hope that didn't shock you too much, but like I told you before, when you've been here a while, you find that being outdoors tends to keep you aroused all the time for some reason, and it's a great way to end the day, and begin a new one as well," she added.

"Oh ... yeah, then," I admitted feeling my face turning crimson. "No, didn't really shock me no, sort of understand what you mean," I found myself admitting to her.

"So, it did excite you too then huh? Watching us? Hearing us?"

I wasn't exactly uncomfortable talking to her about this, but it was a little awkward for me as I wasn't sure where it was she was going with all this.

"Yeah, admittedly it was," I confessed looking away, taking a sip of my coffee instead of staring up at her vulnerable looking pussy and bare breasts.

"So ... did you jerk off?" she asked nonchalantly like she was discussing the weather with me. "Personally, I love doing that up here, and so does Jack, helps to pass the time away anyway," she added with a knowing smile. And like I said earlier, nice way to start off the new day too," she added.

I didn't answer her question, though I think the look on my face probably did. She merely smiled and nodded her head in my direction. "Wondered if you might have, we can get pretty vocal up here once we get going," she stated. "And being out here in the woods like this is very arousing too, at least for us it is."

"Yeah, I can see that I told her," glancing up once again and finding that her nipples were in fact rock hard and standing out and away from her breasts considerably. Though wondering if that was due mostly from the early morning chill, or the provocative little discussion we were having, or perhaps a combination of them both.

"Yeah, I can see that too," she smiled openly as I followed her gaze, only then realizing that I was still sitting there wearing only my shorts, which had tented out considerably. I felt my face redden even more deeply, shifting somewhat to conceal my condition though it was already too late for that.

"So, where'd you stand exactly when you did it?" She asked once again leaning out over the railing looking down. "About here maybe?"

"Yeah, I guess," I said stupidly, realizing I'd just admitted to doing it. "Why?" I found myself asking, wondering a second later why I had.

"Jack and I play a little game, something else to help pass the time up here," she told me. "Here, come stand by me," she indicated, urging me to get up. I did so, but walked a bit sideways as I did, trying my best to conceal the obvious which when I thought about it, seemed a bit ludicrous under the circumstances.

"So about here then?" she asked once again.

"Yeah, I guess so ... why?" I also said once again, feeling just as foolish about it this time as I had the last, and wondering where it was she was going with all this, though I felt certain I was about to find out.

"Good!" she grinned with delight. "Lets see if you can beat his record."

"What?"

"You want to do it yourself? Or would you like me to do it for you?" she asked.

"Do what?" I said stupidly once again, though I wanted to make sure I was actually hearing her right.

"Jerk it off again, through here ... down there," she said pointing. I just stood there, not believing I had just heard this. "Come on, you'll see what I'm talking about after you do," she informed me. "So ... you want to do it yourself? Or would you like me to? Or are you cum shy too?" she asked pointedly.

As bizarre as this all was, I was highly aroused now too, all this talk, seeing her naked, talking about jerking myself off, or even better, her doing it, I surprised myself by throwing caution to the wind. "Would you mind?" I actually asked her.

"Not at all!" she said gleefully, and then before I knew it, she had pushed my shorts down around my ankles so I could step out of them, and then led me closer towards the railing.

"Just let me know when you're about to shoot," she told me. "Then I'll aim you properly and get the best distance out of you that I can."

I couldn't believe we were actually doing this, yet, here I was with my hard stiff prick poking between the railing as she leaned over it, holding on to me, jerking me off. "Just tell me when," she reminded me.

I had to admit, I'm not sure I'd ever been this horny before in my entire life. Maybe she was right, maybe there was something to be said about being naked outside, but I also think it had a lot to do with the fact that she was an attractive looking woman to begin with, that I was standing there staring at her gorgeous body while she stood playing with my prick that had a lot to do with it.

"I'm almost there," I found myself saying, feeling the first preemptive tingle as it began making its way up my shaft.

"Just say when," she announced, slow stroking me now as I bent forward at the knees a little, feeling the surge as it just about took my head off.

"Now!" I screamed out, feeling the release, feeling the pleasure of her hand expertly pumping the semen from my shaft which exploded with such intensity that I saw stars for a moment.

"Oh yeah! Fuck yeah!" She wailed, "Good one! More! More! That's it! That's it!"

I have no idea how many times I felt my prick squirt, but it seemed to go on forever, and she seemed quite pleased and delighted that it had.

"Come on, let's go down and see how you did!" she said excitedly. I still had no idea what she was talking about, and felt a bit silly following her down the tree to the ground with nothing on, but after what we'd just finished doing, what was the point?

By the time I had caught up to her, she was already on her hands and knees scrutinizing the ground. "See that little pile of stones?" she asked. "That's his best one so far," she indicated, "And for it to count, it has to be in the circle, and it can't be on anything that might move, like a leaf or a twig, has to be a good imprint in the dirt that we can verify."

I stood there in disbelief, she was actually looking to measure my cum splatter there in the dirt! "Fuck in A!" she said suddenly, "There it is, and you beat him by a good three or four inches too!"

I found myself kneeling on the ground next to her, the strangeness of this weirdly erotic as she moved the small little pile of stones over to the new mark. "Boy, Jack's going to be jealous as hell when he sees this!" she announced.

That suddenly hit home. "Ah, well maybe we shouldn't tell him then," I said worriedly.

"Not jealous, jealous," she assured me. "He's not like that, just jealous that you beat his best throw, and on your first time out too!" she added excitedly.

As though fate would have it, I looked up just in time to see Jack making his way towards us. The look on his face wasn't one of being too thrilled at seeing us however, and since he was twice my size, and obviously twice as strong as I was to boot, I thought for certain my days were numbered, if not minutes.

"Well?" was all he said as he neared us.

"Beat you by a good three or four inches!" Debra announced.

"Oh really?" He said none too happily. "With or without help?" he then asked.

"With!" Debra told him. "Only fair, as I did with your best shot," she teased him.

"Yeah, well, we'll see about that," he said testily. "Come on you two ... get up here!"

Debra quickly scrambled after him, and I followed, though not nearly as quickly, wondering if once I had gotten to the top of the tree stand, that then he would punch me out and throw my limp body over the railing. By the time we had both arrived however, he was naked and fisting his enormously sized cock.

"I'm gonna want some stimulation," he announced. "I'm sure he had some," Jack said looking towards me.

"Not as much, or as long as you'd think," Debra said. "And I never touched him until it was time to do it either," she added. "So if you want to go for the new record, then you need to abide by the same rules and time that Steven had."

This was absurd, standing there in the nude, watching Jack as he stood fisting himself, stroking his penis, Debra still nude as well, touching herself, though she really hadn't been doing that for me, not that she really needed too.

"Ok, time's up," she announced, "come stand by the rail!" He did so, and then she stood there jacking him off the same way she had done it to me. A few moments later, he announced his pleasured release, and Debra finished pumping him off the exact same way she had done with me, urging out the best of his explosions, taking careful aim with it as he did, sending his spunk out as far as it was possible to do, and then watching it fall just as I now was, leaning over the railing looking down towards the target area.

I stayed put while the two of them went back down to investigate. I was beginning to wonder at that point if we'd all lost our minds. They returned a few moments later. "Close, but no cigars!" Debra announced. "You still have the record," she informed me.

"We'll try again later," Jack said. "Only next time I'll set the rules to ensure that it's fair."

"It was fair!" Debra scolded him. "You just hate that he beat you!" she teased, then Jack smiled, for the first time really, and patted me on the shoulder.

"O.k. you won that round fair and square, but we'll see how you do next time," he said challengingly.

I really wasn't planning on there even being a next time, already wondering if these two had been out in the woods for two long as it was.


We had finally gotten dressed, and then headed off in search of the mother bear and her two cubs. By noon, we'd picked up their trail only to discover they had circled back again, and were headed the other way.

"No sense going back this trip," Jack announced. "Might as well head back to the cabin. If we leave now, we should make it back easily before dark."

"Sounds good to me," Debra stated. "I could use a hot meal and a nice bath, not to mention a good nights sleep too!"

"Bath?" I asked wondering.

"Well, a shower really," she said. "Jack's got a pretty nice solar shower that he's rigged up, heats up the water and then keeps it that way until we use it and have to fill it up again. Takes about three days to do it, but it's worth it as that's about as long as I can stand myself ... or him," she added pinching her nose.

"Very funny," he tossed back at her. "But with the three of us in need of it, I think we'd best shower together, or none of us will get much benefit from it, especially if we let you go first," he told her.

"Sounds good to me!" Debra quipped, and then sprinted off ahead of us just as the cabin came into sight.


Debra began preparing a nice tossed salad to go with the steaks Jack would be cooking later. It had been a while since they'd had fresh vegetables, and they were really looking forward to them. Jack had gotten a nice fire going in the pit he had made outside next to the small sized shower.

"Great way to dry off after we're done," he told me.

"Gonna be a tight fit isn't it?" I asked peeking inside.

"Big enough," he commented, and we'll all get a longer nicer, hotter shower that way too," he finished.

I was still a little uncertain about that, telling Debra that maybe she and Jack should shower together and I'd just have a quick one after they were done.

"Oh no you don't," she told me. "And you might as well get used to us being around you in the nude, and visa-versa," she added. "Or it's going to be a very long two weeks for you here if you don't."

I wasn't about to argue that point with her, so I didn't. Once dinner was prepared and waiting, with only the steaks left to be cooked, we soon headed outside to the shower and stepped in. It was cramped, but if we all stood with our backs facing one another, there was at least room enough to stand in without too much crowding.

"Ok Steven, you wash my back, I'll wash Jack's, and he'll wash yours." I was about to tell them that I could probably wash my own back, when Jack indicated that we'd walk around in a little circle, pull on the handle that would release a quick few seconds of water, enough to get wet, then move a little again for the next person to do so while the others began lathering and washing. I was glad at least that I was washing Debra's back even though Jack would be washing mine. But as we all stood there doing just that, I began to tell myself that living in the out of doors like this had its own quirky little ways, and that perhaps it was something I better start getting used to if I wanted to make a career out of something like this. Who knew? Maybe one day I'd end up in a place like this with my own wife, acting and being much the same way that these two were.

"Make sure you get my boobs too, especially underneath as I get all sweaty and sticky there," Debra said.

"Yeah, my wife hates sticky tits," Jack said laughing. "Personally, I rather like them that way."

"Only when you're the one who's making them all nice and sticky," she quipped back at him.

Once again I had found myself sandwiched between the two of them while they made suggestive erotic little comments, and with Debra's tits in my hands as I ran my fingers over them, under and around each one, I couldn't help but find myself becoming aroused.

"Oh baby, you're getting nice and hard," Debra cooed as she reached around in front of Jack, fondling his prick as she washed it. "Does the thought of Steven soaping my tits up turn you on?"

"Oh yeah sweetie, you know that it does," Jack admitted. Looking down, and off to the side, I could see her hand as she lathered up his prick, more playing with it than washing it, and found it strangely interesting in watching it grow, that was until I felt Jack's hand suddenly cover my prick with a handful of slippery lather. I jumped, nervousness, confusion and shock coursing through me all at once. But unlike what Debra was obviously doing to him, Jack merely washed me, and not all that long, so that I eventually relaxed, finding away to accept it and take it all in stride as we all stood there washing, then rinsing one another off.

"Feel better?" Debra asked as we all stood near the fire drying off afterwards.

"Much, didn't realize how dirty I had gotten over so short a period of time," I admitted feeling squeaky clean once again.

"Sometimes I like dirty," she said grinning at me, and the double meaning' wasn't left unnoticed either. "Sometimes being a little dirty can be a lot of fun, can't it Jack?" she said turning towards him as he finished throwing the steaks onto the grill.

"Yeah, I like a little dirtiness too once in a while, allows you to shed a few inhibitions, experience and enjoy things that you might not otherwise think you really could."

"Ah huh," I said simply having nothing better to say.

"Now honey, why don't we pop open that bottle of wine we've been saving and have it with dinner. Afterwards, I'd enjoy one of your special brandies too."

"Sounds like the perfect plan he told her, then went inside to get it while Debra finished setting up the small table we'd be eating at outside.

"God I love the out of doors," she said a moment later. "Just look at all those stars, something about making love, and then looking up and the night sky, makes you realize just how insignificant we really are, and how each one of us tends to make a big deal out of absolutely nothing doesn't it?" she asked.

Maybe she was right, but I couldn't help but wonder what if anything she was really referring to. I could only guess that in time I'd find out. In the meantime, my mouth was watering with the aroma of the cooking steaks, though I still felt my cock give a little twitch as she sat down at the table across from me, still naked, with those magnificent tits of hers that I'd actually been holding just a short time ago, still staring at me.

The steaks were delicious as was the wine, which we'd managed to polish off, two full bottles amongst the three of us. Not being much of a drinker myself, I could feel the affects of it already, feeling a bit giddy and light-headed, but in a good way without feeling sick. I'd even been smart enough to pass up on the brandy, which Debra for some reason had insisted on afterwards. While getting that, Debra had come back outside carrying a large oversized quilt, which she spread on the ground a short distance away from the fire, along with several pillows that she'd carted out with her. The night air had a bit of a chill to it, but with the wine, comforter and fire, I wasn't really feeling it any more than the two of them were.

"Here's the brandy sweetie," Jack said pouring her a large glass.

"Thank you babe," she responded, but then sat it down next to her rather than drinking it.

"Thought you wanted a brandy?" I asked her.

"Oh, I do ... but it's for later," she said.

"Ah oh," Jack commented grinning. "I wondered why you wanted it, guess I should have known,"

"Am I missing something here?" I asked.

"No ... not yet, and hopefully not later either," she said cryptically. "Come on you two, sit down by me and enjoy the warmth of the fire here."

We did so, sitting on either side of her. And for the first time, though I am sure with the help of the wine, I didn't feel all that awkward about sitting next to her in the nude, nor that she and Jack were of course either.

"Isn't this incredible?" she asked a short time later.

I had to admit, it was, peaceful, serene, all cozy and warm, and me sitting here naked. "Who'd have thought?" I asked myself.

"There's only one thing that could make this even more beautiful than it already is," she added after that.

"Oh? And what's that?" Jack asked her, though I think he already knew.

"Well, for one thing, to be sitting here with a cock in each hand, that would really be nice," she said lustfully.

I merely chuckled at hearing that, not sure if she was really being serious or just joking around.

"And the other?"

"Drinking my brandy the way I prefer doing it," she said.

"That's what I thought," Jack laughed. "Well baby, I'm certainly up for it if Steven is."

"Which is?" I asked.

"Ever had a brandy blow-job?" she asked.

"Ah no ... never have," I said truthfully, glancing over towards Jack who was merely smiling and nodding his head.

"Nothing like it," he told me. "Go ahead baby, show him what you mean."

I certainly wasn't so out of it that I didn't have an inkling of what might happen next, as uninhibited as these two were, and feeling as good as I really was at the moment, I was just about ready for anything at this point, and surprised to find myself hopeful about it as well.

It was then that Debra picked up her drink, took a pretty good sip out of it, though I noticed she didn't swallow. Leaning over before I even realized what was happening, she engulfed my prick in her mouth and began sucking it, the sensation of the mild stinging brandy bathing my prick.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, surprised at the sensation in the first place, almost more so than the fact that I was getting my cock sucked with Jack sitting there urging his wife on.

"Is that wild or what?" he said.

"Oh yeah, that's an or what if there ever was one," I exclaimed as Debra finally sat up allowing the brandy to be swallowed, though she quickly took another sip and leaned over capturing Jack's cock where she proceeded to do the same thing to him.

My dick was still tingly, for a number of reasons as I sat there watching her mouth working that enormous cock of his. She then sat up after a moment, swallowed, took yet another drink of the brandy, and started doing me again.

"It's her favorite way to drink Brandy," Jack stated.

"I can see that," I said watching her mouth engulf me.

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