Erotic Tales From The Campsite

Beth, Tom and I watched the embers dance in the firepit as the last of the driftwood burnt away. I have always had a huge crush on Beth, not the typical teen crush but I would fantasise about settling down with her, being her husband, losing our virginity to each other and starting a family with her. She was the purest soul I knew and her angelic beauty had me captivated, longing that she saw me as more than her longest guy friend.

Tom wanted to go rummaging in the shrub next to our pitch for some more wood to burn, but, he chickened out upon reaching the brink of the lantern light. This was just typical of my cousin, full of bravado until he needed to be brave.

I awoke to a cold chill as someone unzipped the tent. Thinking it must have been Tom coming back from having a wee, I ignored it, and chose to drift back to my dreams.

Before I could fall asleep, I overheard a gentle female giggle.

I tensed up as my ears strained to hear more. She whispered, "Are you sure he won't wake up?"

"He's a heavy sleeper; he's out for the count," Tom replied. Was Beth interested in Tom? She had never discussed boys or sex with me - she was far too prudish and would blush every time I tried to even be a little cheeky with her. My heart jumped a beat as soft giggles and moans confirmed my fears that Tom was doing what I yearned to do.

I needed to stop this before he spoiled my secret love. I could pretend to wake up and intrude upon their moment, but I was paralyzed with fear and broken-hearted queasiness.

All I could do was try to fall asleep quickly and avoid hearing any more of their lips slurping together. I was fully awake, and ignorance wasn't going to protect me. My hands were clammy, and my heart was echoing around my chest. I had no option.

The slurping noises were becoming frenzied, suggesting that things were hotting up between the pair.

"You have beautiful breasts," my cousin groaned next to me, followed by a gentle giggle from the girl I wanted to marry.

I started to imagine my angelic love being topless and exposing her pert breasts to my cousin. I should be the one experiencing her youthful form, not him. I visualised her delicate face, her details etched upon my mind from hours of admiring her.

Why her? Tom knew I was besotted with her, but I had never imagined he would passionately kiss the one I treasured the most.

My stomach turned as I felt Beth slide downwards towards Tom's and my feet, and the zipper of his sleeping bag zipped open. A new range of sounds permeated through the tent: wetter, slurpier noises coupled with deep moans from Tom.

The images of Beth crowded back in my mind. Pictures of Beth's innocent, guiltless face were now sullied as I visualized what she was doing, her eyes closed as she engulfed my cousin's rigid flesh between her moist lips. Her head expertly worked within his lap as she savoured his swollen girth.

She shouldn't be doing this, this wasn't her style, she shouldn't be so brazen and so lewd. The idea of her giving a blowjob to someone else right next to me hurt like hell.

Yet, I couldn't deny that a thrill ran through my body. Her giggles and moans at the images in my head aroused and enlivened my mind and my body. I was steely hard, and I resisted the urge to touch or take myself in hand.

This strange combination of arousal and shock left me disconcerted. I both hated it and simultaneously loved it.

The sloshing, slurping sounds from next to me grew louder, wetter and more impassioned. She seemed to be really enjoying his firm, molten member within her mouth. Judging by Tom's contented groans, she was doing an exemplary job of it.

"Take me," she gasped. Her words raged through me; I was both angry and aroused. I felt them shuffle slightly next to me, repositioning and adjusting.

Keeping my eyes tightly shut, I grumbled and rolled onto my side to face them. My moist, solid manhood was caught up on my sleeping bag, reminding me of my throbbing need to climax.

Anxious silence washed through the tent as they waited for me to settle back to sleep. I could have awoken under the pretence of needing a wee, but I had no desire to stop them anymore. The pain raged strong; I could never look at Beth in the same way after knowing how good she sounded, sucking upon my cousin's turgid masculinity.

I wanted to experience more as this could be the closest I would become to losing my innocence to Beth. I stayed utterly still, pretending to be fast asleep.

Moments passed, and I worried that I might have gone too far and dented their licentious ways. The silence was soon shattered when Beth breathed heavily.

The reality that Beth was going to get fucked right next to me hit home and hit home hard. My arousal wanted Beth to take me, satisfy me and please me, but my cousin was my stand-in.

I yearned to glimpse Beth's beautiful body and appreciate what Tom was enjoying, yet I couldn't open my eyes; I didn't have the courage. Not yet. My ears tuned into the tense atmosphere that swamped the domed tent. Beth liberated heavy and impassioned breaths as Tom slowly guided himself, inch by inch, into her receptive body. As I Imagined the pleasure she was receiving right now, right next to me, my straining sceptre shamelessly spasmed. Silently, I slipped my hand into my boxers and felt how overactive my Cowper's gland was.

Occasionally, their heavy panting would come to a lull and be replaced by the sounds of long, passionate kissing as their movements wained. Are they trying their best not to wake me? Their momentary lulls were broken as they started to speed up. Beth's moans increased, becoming more frequent and louder. She let out a lewd cry at one point, causing me to bite my lower lip to stop myself from joining in with their moans.

My mind cried as I imagined Beth now fighting to withstand the agonising bliss that raged within her, clutching her hand over her mouth, trying her best to keep herself hushed. The sound of his rigid staff ramming into her wet entrance grew fast and loud, slurps and thus echoed through the tent.

"Bloody hell," I heard her grimace. I could not resist being blind any more, so I slowly opened my eyes. The only light was cast by the full moon above our erotic, dark tent. It was challenging to make anything out initially, but my eyes soon adjusted. I could see the silhouette of their combined unity a foot next to where I lay.

With a gut-wrenching display of the truth, my eyes confirmed what my ears told me. I squinted my eyes to try to tell exactly who was where amongst the interlocked pair. I was sure Beth was lying with her back on the ground, Tom leaning on her.

"Please more," Beth wailed out, without any constraint. I watched as she raised her hands and gripped my cousin. Her perfect long legs raised upwards and then wrapped around his hips. His rhythmic thrusts increased in pace and vigour as he rhythmically stretched her welcoming sweetness.

"Harder, Tom, please," Beth begged between her frantic gasps.

I watched as my cousin's silhouette rose, altering his firm grip on her shoulders; he started. With his hands on her shoulders, he started embedding himself into her more demanding than before.

I was teased by a view of the shadowy outline of her pert, round breasts jiggling up and down with the rhythm of their intimate conjunction. My already overflowing arousal twitched with wonton desire for the one I wanted to marry as Tom dirtied the pure image of her perfect body. I released my tactile grip on myself; my overloaded senses were bringing me dangerously close to my final release.

His hands roamed downwards from holding her shoulders and rested upon her perky breasts, blocking my view of her protruding nipples. Their inhibitions were lost in a frenzy of passion as they cried and moaned in passionate pleasure. They weren't doing so well if they wanted to keep their cardinal ways quiet.

"I'm gonna cum," she unsubtly gasped, further confirming her loss of control over the situation.

"Please come for me, Beth," Tom replied. I should be the one filling her body with glorious moments of pleasure, not him.

Beth let out a shattering wail of erotic euphoria as Tom lunged on top of her, their lips meeting as he slowed his pace, his rhythm now slow and deep as he tried to prolong her exquisite climax.

My eyes were holding fast as I watched my best girlfriend, my dream girl , orgasm between another man's hips. I was pushed over the edge by her orgasm, I bit hard upon my bottom lip holding back a deluge of a cry that needed to escape as my mind ordered my body to release. I silently rode out my profound, pulsing orgasm, longing to call out Beth's name.

There was a lull in their motion for a few moments. Beth was finding her composure and catching her breath from her cries of delight. United in an intimate embrace next to me, I could see their heads intertwined with each other, deeply connected in a passionate kiss. Beth broke free and giggled. "Your turn now!" she exclaimed as she continued my torment.

The pair of young lovers readjusted their positioning; I slammed my eyes right shut for fear that they would discover me alert and aroused. They were closer this time, encroaching upon my sleeping bag and roll mat. I could feel them right up against me. I froze still, too petrified to adjust to allow them more room to continue with their intimate ways. "You lie back Tom and let me take you, just enjoy," Beth said eagerly from above my revived, throbbing desire.

Beth's leg pressed against my burgeoning cock, rubbing it gently as she shifted her weight back and forth upon Tom's thighs. Beth, above me, was delicately moaning as she consumed Tom, riding him and rubbing her leg against my burning lust.

I wanted to open my eyes to catch a glimpse of her pert breasts, but I couldn't bring myself to peek. The extra stimulus would be devastating to my mind and comely fancy. All I could do was imagine her beautiful tits bouncing up and down as she repeatedly lunged upon Tom's rigidity, milking him in her most secretive of places.

"Don't hold back; I want you to come deep inside of me," Beth fancifully instructed. I wanted her to be speaking to me so badly in her breathless tones.

Her pace was becoming more frenzied as her leg nudged against my groin more and more. "Cum, Tom, fill me," she loudly moaned. I couldn't take it anymore. I opened my eyes, adjusting to the light. Tom laid his back right next to me, engrossed in Beth, who was bobbing up and down upon him. Her full, round breasts bounced in the slight moonlight as contorted pleasure filled her sweet face.

Tom was gripping onto her hips tightly as she sped up the rate of her rhythmic gyrations, I longed to be him as she wildly loved him.

Tom roared in pleasure as his hips suddenly convulsed forward, driving himself deeply into her welcoming nest of downy hair. He gasped as he pulled her close into his embrace, unloading his seed into my girl.

Their heavy breathing flooded through the tent; no more motion or sounds of unity disturbed their satisfaction. My arousal stood firm as I contemplated what had just happened. I wanted to blame Beth for cheating on me, but she didn't know how I felt about her. I should have manned up and voiced my discomfort and annoyance; instead, I just let her get fucked by Ton.

"Thank you, Tom. You were fantastic!" Beth whispered to Tom. I felt like my heart was about to explode with anguish.

Their breathing calmed as their bodies relaxed into each other's embrace, and Tom pulled his sleeping bag up around them. I awaited their breathing to fully fall silent before I relived the painful memories of Beth climaxing next to me. I let out a gasp as a pulsing shudder pulsed through me, not worrying if I disturbed their sleep.