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A Fun Camping Trip
Date: 11/9/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: kscorn079, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
to clean fish. After the fish were cleaned, he grinned wickedly at Jean. "The fence post survived the lightning strike - would you like to try again?" Susan saved Jean, saying, "Nope, big boy, we are all going to hike around the lake. Maybe if you can still breathe when we get back, which I doubt, then you can beg some more." Greg looked at Peter. "Are you going to help me out here, or just set there grinning?" Peter laughed, "You dug the hole, now I want to see if you can climb out of it, old buddy - and I have my hiking boots on." With water bottles on their belts and snacks in their pouches, they started on the trek around the lake. The sun was out, and there was hardly any breeze; they are all sweating, and after two hours Gregg was trailing far back. They found a place under a tree to sit and wait for him to catch up. Susan giggled, "I knew he wouldn't make it, he hardly ever walks with me. I get out and walk at least two miles a night and he watches TV." Jean said, "I'll go rescue him, 'cause I think he drank all his water too." "He'll try to lure you into the woods so he can molest you," giggled Susan. Peter, trying to act serious, said, "See if you can carry him piggy-back, Jean". Then, thinking about that, he said, "well, maybe not, cause he will just try doing you doggie." Sticking her tongue out at them, she walked back to where Gregg was sitting down in the grass. "Come on babe," she said, "they are poking fun at you. I'll be your heroine and save you." She put ... her hand out for him, and Gregg pulled her down on the grass beside him. "Ah, my heroine has come to save me, let me kiss you sweet lady, that will give me my strength back." Jean squealed and slapped his hands, "Unhand me you brute, or I shall carve you with my dagger." Reaching down, she cupped his balls in her hand and squeezed gently, "and rip your balls off, too." "Okay, okay - I surrender! Read me my rights and release my balls, you cruel woman." Jean rolled off of him, laughing, and looked up. Peter and Susan were both admonishing her, reminding her that they'd tried to warn her. Gregg finally got on his feet. "Well enough of this walking crap, I'm going back to camp and soothe my ruptured feelings." Susan giggled, "Okay, but Peter and I are going to go around the lake; if your heroine Jean is going with you then you are both elected to fix supper." Peter said, "When we get back and have supper, Gregg, if you're able to walk by then, you and I will go reset lines again." Gregg and Jean started back to camp and she pinched Gregg on the ass, "Okay, babe, let's get going 'cause I want you to wash my back in the shower before we start cooking." It's almost three hours later when Peter and Susan return to camp. There are no signs of anyone except the charcoal cooker was smoking. Susan looked at Peter, "I have a bad feeling, Peter, that supper is not going to be good." Peter walked over and lifted the lid off the cooker; the fish fillets are burned to a crisp. He groaned, ...