Laura and Ace
Copyright© 2026 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 4: Open Relationship
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: Open Relationship - Ace and his girlfriend Laura are on the way to his parents' annual month living in a nudist camp. It has all the amenities including swimming and sports, but the real attractions are after dinner, where campers meet and party together. Nobody under 18 is permitted in camp, so maximum freedom exists behind closed doors. Ace worries he won't be able to stay limp and follow the camp's public rules. But Laura has plans for regulating him.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Group Sex Orgy Swinging Anal Sex Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Voyeurism BBW Hairy Nudism
Laura led me and Clara to our bed, then took a seat in a side chair. So we weren’t going to be three tangled together, all at once? That might be easier for me.
“Ace, I want to start by watching you and Clara together. Is that OK?”
“Sure, Laura, whatever you prefer, if Clara doesn’t object.”
“No, I’m fine. But no critical remarks from the spectator are allowed.”
“Agreed,” Laura said. I noticed she was leaning forward in the chair, like she wanted a clear view of us.
“Clara, do you have birth control?”
“Yeah, I have an implant. You can bareback.”
“Bareback?”
“No rubbers needed, Ace. Oh, you like that idea?”
“I do. The only thing I’m missing is undressing you. I enjoy helping Laura out of her clothes and her wispy underthings.”
“Wispy?” Clara chuckled. “Instead of undressing me, what would you like?”
“I’d like another one of your amazing kisses, and then I’m going to put my mouth all over your body until you have your first climax.”
Clara raised her eyebrows, showing skepticism.
“Laura, how do you rate him for oral sex?”
“Oh, he’s four out of four. I guarantee, you won’t be disappointed.”
“Then let’s kiss and then you can tease my tender parts with your tongue.”
Our kiss included active tonguing. After a half-minute, we broke apart, needing some quick deep breaths.
“That was hot, even while just watching!” Laura chirped.
I ignored her and lowered my head to Clara’s nipple, already stiff with tiny wrinkles in the surrounding areola. I satisfied myself with Lefty and moved to give her other nipple the same attention. Then I pulled back and moved up to her head.
Clara’s lovely green eyes were half-lidded with pleasure. I pressed my lips to hers gently, then spoke quietly, just loud enough so Laura could hear me from the chair.
“Every part of you is beautiful. Can I move down?”
“I don’t shave my pussy, Ace. Is that OK?”
“Believe me, I noticed. I would never ask for shaving. You saw that Laura just trims. I find my way with my tongue or my fingers, or both at once. So far, Laura hasn’t complained.”
“Is she your only experience?”
“Almost. Are you ready for more?”
“Have at me!”
I was done talking. With a gesture, I asked Clara to open her legs wide so I could enjoy her intimate beauty. Of course, I already knew all her hair was blonde. Below her belly, there was a curly triangle that didn’t really extend down over her labia. I noted two similar small clumps of blonde hair under her arms and similar pale hairs on her unshaven legs. Even her eyebrows were blonde.
Clara put one hand over her mouth and giggled. I asked her why; she said I literally licked my lips while staring at her pussy. She was probably right.
I was done waiting, and bent down to enjoy myself. My technique was to work my way from the outside in, beginning with the crevice between her outer and inner labia. I also poked my tongue into the star below and heard a surprised gasp.
Coming back up to her folds, I made a few trips along the inner surface of her labia, and I noticed a taste of her own natural juices around her vagina. I darted my tongue in and out of the opening, feeling her muscles tense and her thighs flex, reacting to what I was doing.
“You’re right about him, Laura. He’s very, uh, skilled.”
“Told ya,” Laura muttered.
“Mnph.” My mouth was full of lady parts, keeping me from speaking words.
Clara seemed ready for more, so I zeroed in on her clit. I licked around the sides, gently pushing on her button, which felt like a stiff garden pea exposed in her fragrant garden. I used my tongue to tease her clit, gently pushing it left and right and up and down.
I heard Laura advise me, “Fingers now, Ace.”
My next step was to add two fingers, pushed in and curled so my fingertips were against the front of her vagina for extra stimulation. Her body tensed more and more as her excitement increased. When I thought she was close, I wrapped my lips firmly around the sides of her clit and began firmly sucking.
She’d been mostly quiet up to this point, but now she was moaning.
I couldn’t see her, but I could hear Laura egging me on with a hoarse voice, and I could all hear the slight noises of her self-stimulation.
Clara’s moans were pitching higher and louder until her orgasm seized her whole body and I felt small rhythmic contractions on my inserted fingers.
When she relaxed, I brought my head up and kissed her again. I enjoyed that, like Laura, Clara was unbothered by the taste of herself on my lips.
“You are going to be so popular, Ace. Laura and I will testify ... never mind. I want your cock in me. NOW!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
I positioned myself and buried to the root in a single firm thrust as she was so obviously wet and ready. I looked over at Laura; her hand was a blur as she fondled between her thighs with her eyes nearly shut. I looked down into Clara’s face.
“Can I go?”
“Fuck me, Ace,” she whispered.
While I pumped away, I heard Laura cry out from the chair with her climax. That sound seemed to encourage me to pump faster, and Clara seemed to be catching up quickly.
Finally, I pulled out to paint a few creamy streaks on her belly and breasts. Then I pushed right back inside for some more thrusting, and Clara quickly climaxed. Again, I felt those tiny rhythmic contractions inside.
I bent my elbows and rested my chest against her.
“Too heavy?” I asked.
“No, stay there for a minute or two.” She punctuated this with an internal squeeze on my still-hard cock. Internally, I noted that this squeezing wasn’t a trick Laura did with me. Instead, she wanted me to “roll off” and pull out as soon as I finished, saying my weight on her wasn’t comfortable.
I propped myself back up, and asked, “Clara, can I get you a towel?”
“No, I can wait and watch you and Laura.”
I looked over, and Laura’s eyes popped open.
“Ace, are you still hard?”
“Right now, I think I’ll be hard for the entire next four weeks. You want me?”
“Always, hot shot. Let me get on the bed with you two.”
“Plenty of room,” I said. “But I am going to get a couple of towels.”
The top layer of the bedding was in danger of being stained, I thought, as we hadn’t opened the blankets before Clara and I began.