We called it the Long June. A place and time where some of us came together and played with our adult toys. On many June summer days, you could find us horsing around the mud belt. The mud belt was a mud track for off road vehicles. My husband and I had a Ford Raptor and a Can Am. Gotta love the Can Am because I sure wasn’t in hell going to put my beautiful Raptor out there. We had a gorgeous lake to play in, campfires to simmer the night sky. All the adult toys you could ask for, really.
Long June had many different reasons we called it that. For one, most of us went back to our normal daily lives right after. Rarely would we venture out of the norm, just to get a little crazy. It was anticipated and suspenseful, which made all of it ten times better.
There were no kids around. We had set up a campground called Horse Whistle, where all of our children would go and hang out by the lake, play sports, and test themselves in arts and crafts. Perhaps they might find their true love while they were out there, like I did mine. We allowed a very select few, outside of our Long June group, to go as well. All the kids were excited for their time at their camp, just like we were for ours.
The setting for us was just about as perfect as could be. We had built a new cabin each summer and with 15 summers in, we had built 12 cabins. Some were bunked more than others. Dale and I had our own cute cabin. It wasn’t the biggest, not the smallest, just right for us to cozy up and make our own.
The rest of the cabins came in all shapes and sizes. My favorite one was called “The Weasel”. It was the plainest cabin you could think of with just two rooms. One room was a long hallway with bunks and an entrance in the far back; windows all around. The second room was more like a utility closet. Shelves full of ammunition, gun cabinets, supplies for generators and such. We kept the room locked from the outside so that the doorway was an exit only. From the main room it was accessible, just in case. Without kids, you know, we had no reason to worry.
For all 15 years, Long June had been amazing. This year was no exception.
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It was June 14th and that meant something special. Anyone that was invited, outside of the group, was sent packing. We called it Big Panda Day. It’s funny how we named everything meaningful, and this was an absolutely meaningful day. Big Panda Day meant we would separate some buttons and unzip some things and play with each other.
My first time playing with others was before Long June had ever started. I was with Dale, and we had been invited to a spanking party. Both of us had been quite amused but also confused because there was no touching other than the spanks themselves. Having realized this near the end, we engaged one of the ladies we were both attracted to for drinks after. It was a success because that evening I got to play with her to my heart’s content. She was quite amazing, and I’d wished I had kept up with her.
That evening was beautiful and set me up really nicely for the future. It had organization, and of course entertainment. That woman and I had decided we wanted to really play together, so we gave it our all to make Dale cum fast. When he came we pushed him aside and set our attention on each other. I never labeled myself a lesbian, but I sure was that night.
The whole thing was an eye opener, and both Dale and I were very mature beings. It takes most young couples a lot of happy accidents to realize one thing does not equal another. Sex does not equal emotion and vice versa. It really is a fairy tale if you think that way. Sex is sex. It is simply an enjoyment of the body that serves as a way for humans to advance further, like all other things.
The experience was unbelievable and helped us meticulously advance our own way of things by finding like minded people we could bond with. That’s how Long June came about. We had been successful, and our group was twenty strong this year.
We may have sent about twenty-five people home on Big Panda day this year. Here’s the rub though, only five groups could initiate new people, and they would have to be vetted by another group before Long June arrived. It was a process, and a necessary one at that.
I was extremely excited because it was possible we would be growing from twenty to twenty-five this year. Initially, the group had agreed to invite one or two new people per year without any vetting whatsoever. Inevitably, the group’s views had changed as we began to entrust each other with everything, eventually seeing bigger possibilities with it all.
With all of the extras gone, and only the remaining members with their invitees on hand, we all sat around a triangle of campfires. We all did as we wanted on evenings like this. Some of us were making smore sandwiches. Some were primping their hair. A few were massaging their partners.
“Welcome everyone and I hope we’re all happy Big Panda Day has finally arrived”, said Lewis energetically, one of the designated Head Men. “It’s time for us to get to know the invitees a little bit better.”
The invitees began to stand as Lewis asked them. The five were two men and three women. All looking lovely and without clothes. Their bodies were painted exceptionally well. That is one skill our group has been getting better at each year.
Lewis began accordingly with invitee introductions, “What lovely colors you all have on you. Let’s get started, shall we? In no particular order we have Kim, Missy, Choi, Min, and Huck. Says here, Choi and Min are married. Glad you guys could be here. Kim and Missy are both bisexual. You two should start right now and become lifetime best friends. Huck, I’m glad you could be here as well. Says here, Huck is a widower. Sorry for your loss Huck. You were discovered by Rena and Bill. They wanted everyone to know how much of a great personality you have, and they encourage everyone to ask you for breakfast and or coffee. That’s great. Welcome Huck. Welcome everyone!”
The introductions went a bit smoother than expected. The invitees were each making their rounds and saying hello to everyone. Kim, Missy, and Choi made sure they sat on each man’s lap for a little while. Everyone was welcome to touch as they wanted. Kim was getting her nipples sucked on by just about everyone. I even saw Hillary suck on one while her husband, Don, laid his lips on the other.
Min and Huck were both quite exquisite manly specimens. Min was tall, while Huck was not. I enjoyed a shorter man much more than a taller one but here, everyone was quite equal. Penis size did not matter, neither did boob sizes, or anything else the normal society rules aligned with. Our goals were to show each other love, attention, stimulation, and not dedicate so much focus on the body’s orgasm.
Chapter [2] - What the Huck?
Min and Huck made it over and I asked Min to give Dale a smooch on the lips. It was a playful smooch. I could tell Dale was excited to meet everyone. He was not bisexual, but he was playful enough to say hello in a fun way. Min picked Dale up for a second and they both laughed. Meanwhile I had Huck’s attention. I let him pop out my titty and massage it with two of his fingers. We did it privately in a way, as he shielded me and his actions from others. I enjoyed it and told him I’d find him real soon.
Kim, Missy and Choi made their way over and it was like heaven. I really do think Kim and Missy had bonded right from the start. They were three-way kissing Dale while he had a finger inside of Choi. It was hot to say the least.
Everyone was happy. As soon as the introductions were concluded, Lewis started some music on cue. The invitees were welcome to play with no one or to play with all. They were also welcome to pick anyone’s cabin and specifically anyone’s bunk to sleep in. They could all freely pick the same bunk to sleep in and as awkward as that sounds, it has happened with positive results before.
The night felt groovy, and everyone was enjoying themselves. No one questioned anyone whether they wanted to watch, to touch, to relax. It was all fair game. The fires were stoked one last time by Lewis, as the night became morning. I do remember I was quite hazed from alcohol, but I was still standing. So was Dale. All night, Dale wanted someone to suck on my toes while he watched. I tried to advertise them while sitting on his lap, but no takers. It was still fun though, him showing me off like that.
Dale and I tossed whatever we had up on our chairs, as was the procedure for going to bed. We would all head back right after breakfast to clean up everything and make it all tidy for next time. On our way back, Huck was talking to Dale and they were both laughing a good amount. I couldn’t tell what they were talking about but as soon as we got back, Huck put Dale to bed and started our shower. He let me finish a few things and as soon as I finished, I undressed and found myself in the shower with Huck. He was facing my back while I was soaking directly under the showerhead. He leaned me back just barely and whispered in my ear that he needed to cum and he decided he wanted to be in my bunk and in my ass tonight.
I moaned loudly and sort of fell further backwards as Huck slushed his dick into my filthy asshole. I exploded with feelings that told my body to yank myself back and forth on it as if it were my only way to breathe. Huck had already lifted me up and was pounding my backside love hole with his sturdy head and shaft.
I wasn’t expecting anything like this and so many thoughts banged out of my head. I squeezed my ass cheeks with my body and Huck lifted me higher. I could tell he wanted to cum so bad. I wanted him to cum in my ass and then slam it into my pussy like I was his play toy.
I was in heaven while he was lifting me up and down on his dick. My boobs felt so good bouncing and my nipples were rock hard from the excitement. I could tell he really enjoyed looking down at them from above.
He stood me up and I made my body as rigid as possible so he could mount me as hard as he liked. I was going to make him cum hard, one way or another.
He reached around to hug and squeeze on my titties while staying inside of my puny little asshole. I reached around as well as I could and found his balls. I gave them a little massage and told him I was ready to feed on them. He clinged me tight and gave some good hard strokes before letting loose a huge load inside of me. So much of it fell out, as if it was cleaning inside of my tummy. I begged him to let me eat some cum and he kindly obliged by flipping me upside down so my mouth was on his dick and his mouth was on my pussy.
Huck was my knight in shining armor on Big Panda Day. I’d hoped someone would come to my bunk, but I hadn’t realized how much I needed Huck to pick me. I licked everything I could off his male anatomy while he enjoyed the taste of my flooded female anatomy.
He sat me right side up and asked me to wash his body for him. I washed us both really well. I towel dried his muscular physique and led him to my bunk. I did not regularly sleep with Dale as there were only Twin beds in camp. We had both enjoyed sex away from the bed and treasured a good night’s sleep. I’ll explain that in depth another time.
I got up and filled a cup with water. Huck got comfortable and I fit right in with his body. He must’ve really liked my smell because he was burying his nose in my pillow. He asked me to keep my top off, and I was more than happy. He told me I had the softest titties he had ever touched. Plus one for being on top of a boobs lotion routine. Everyone always fed me compliments about them and it was worth the time and effort just for that.
We slept in pretty hard. Dale made some breakfast for everyone and cleaned up last night’s buffoonery. He came in and gave me a kiss after all was done. Huck and him shared another laugh and we all got up for the day.
I can’t wait to see what all the rest of this summer has in store.
