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Fuckin' Intense

... enjoying the scene. “Would you take me back to the campsite? Charlie and I have some business to complete,” she asked. Charlie just grinned devilishly.

“That’s probably a good idea,” I answered. I thought my cock would burst as I realized my cuckold fantasy was about to become reality.

We began walking back to the campsite when Charlie reminded us that he had ridden his Harley to the club. He got on his bike and said he would meet us back at our campsite. I suggested that Linda ride with Charlie. I told them I’d walk back and meet them at the campsite in a few minutes. Linda wasted no time in mounting the bike behind Charlie, she turned around and simply said, “Thanks, Babe.” Then they rode off.

As I walked back alone, my mind was picturing what was happening without me. When I got back to the campsite, I found that Linda & Charlie had already gone into the tent. From what I could hear, they had continued their encounter. I heard her moan the way she does when her pussy is being licked. I considered joining them, but I felt it would be better to let them have this time alone. On the other hand, I didn’t want to miss anything, so I brought a camp chair closer to the tent to listen to what was happening inside. This was something very new for me. My wife was just inside this tent having sex with another man while all I could do was sit outside and listen! When she commented on the thickness of his cock, I knew they were about to fuck. I heard her say that she wasn't ...

... sure it would fit in her pussy, and she asked him to start slowly. Then her moans told me he was just beginning to put his cock into her pussy. I imagined the scene that coordinated with the sounds I was listening to. I pictured his cock sliding in and out as they fucked. Soon their pace quickened until they were fucking hard. “Oh, God, yes. Fuck me, Charlie. Fuck me hard. Fill me with that big fat cock.”

I could tell the moment that Linda had her first orgasm from the sounds I heard. I listened to her cries of pleasure, Charlie grunting, and the sound of his balls slapping against her ass. My cock was in my hand as I listened to grunts and groans from inside the tent. I had no way of knowing what positions they were in, but it was clear they were fucking with lust and passion. When their fucking finally slowed to a stop, I didn't know whether Charlie had cum or not. It was clear that Linda had several orgasms. Charlie asked her to suck his cock again. A few minutes later he asked her to lick his balls. That's when I heard Charlie's orgasm. I tried to picture it. Did he cum in her mouth, or on her face, or something else entirely? I was dying to know.

Now, I could only make out soft whispers and giggling. This continued for much longer than I expected. When they came out of the tent, Linda saw me and said, "Thanks, sweetie, that was awesome. I had a feeling you’d be nearby.”

Charlie shook my hand and said, “Your wife is a great fuck. Thanks, buddy.”

“Maybe we should ...