For several years now, my wife and myself had been 'taking to the hills' every summer and going camping. Both Anne and myself loved the outdoors, and when we weren't camping we'd go for a trek every weekend, setting up our tent in the peace and quiet of some desolate place before returning on the Sunday evening to face our hum- drum jobs during the week.

As we'd had a really lousy winter, we decided that this summer, we'd splash out and take our camping holiday abroad.

"What about trying France or Germany?" I suggested as we sat with a drink and looked at some camping brochures one wet, winter's evening, "They might be okay."

"Hmmm, I thought of maybe going a bit further." Anne replied, "How does the USA sound - or even Canada? There are thousands of woods and forests there that we could explore, and if we decide on camping in a National Park, we could see what's on offer on the internet."

"Hmmm, that's a good idea, my darling." I replied, "I'll have a look tonight and see if I can find somewhere that's fairy remote, but not too far from civilisation."

"Oh yeah. Make sure it's remote and well off the beaten track, we don't want to be disturbed - do we?" she smiled, "Especially if we're gonna be packing our 'special suitcases' on this trip."

I smiled back at her, my cock twitching just at the thought of what she meant.

Our 'special suitcases' contained our sexy clothing that we frequently wore when we went on holiday. Perhaps I'd better explain?

Both Anne and myself are bisexual and have a very exiting sex-life together and with others, both of us fucking with men and women. Anne encourages my extra interest of my wearing women's sexy undies when making love, and also me wearing a dress or skirt with a wig and makeup when around the house of an evening - something I'm doing more often now, at her request. She's even given me the 'missy' name of Suzy, for when I'm wearing my outfits. When we're on holiday though, I only wear my undies, both of us loving to walk through the woods whilst only wearing our sexy undies before stopping somewhere for an 'al fresco' fuck.

Both of us love the feeling of freedom we get from walking through some woods or desolate place whilst only wearing our sexy undies, and get a special thrill of fucking outside in them, knowing that we might be discovered or observed. Christ knows what would happen if someone actually did catch us, I think we'd shit ourselves and run for cover. It's the feeling that someone might just catch us, that gives us a buzz.

*

The following June, me and Anne were checking through our equipment as we settled in at our motel in North Carolina. According to the map we got from the tourist office, the area was heavily wooded and liberally sprinkled with lakes for us to enjoy, so we decided on a 3 day trek, camping out in the woods for the 2 nights and setting off bright and early the next morning.

Because Anne is only lightly built, our trek was to mainly consist of a walk through the woods, ending up no more than 10 miles from the local highways. This 'buffer zone' of 10 miles was sufficient for us to see the wild countryside and feel free to enjoy ourselves, yet still be within reach of civilisation.

"I'm bushed." Anne said as we finally reached the crest of a steep ridge after 6 hours of walking through the woods and gullies, "How about finding somewhere to strike camp and settling in for the night?"

"That's a good idea." I replied, "Next bit of clearing is where we stop."

We set off again, along the ridge for another mile before Anne stopped and pointed...

"What about down there, on that?" she asked, pointing down to a strip of sand that followed the creek, "We'd have running water and a nice flat area to set up the tent."

"Perfect." I said, "After you, madam."

An hour later we'd pitched the tent and were sitting outside with a cup of coffee as we watched and listened to the river as it cascaded and surged past our camp- site.

"How d'you fancy us getting into our undies and going for a stroll along the riverbank before turning in for the night?" Anne asked, "We've got an hour's daylight yet."

"Only if I can fuck you when we find a nice secluded place." I replied.

"Mmmm, you read my mind, you horny bastard." she smiled, "But let's face it, I think you'll find that everywhere's secluded around here. We're right off the beaten track, and I bet we're the only people around here for miles."

"So why d'you want to go somewhere else then? We can fuck right here." I replied.

"Y'know how horny it makes me feel to go for our walks outdoors and then for you to fuck me when we're both wearing our sexy undies." she replied, "And I know how horny it makes you feel as well. C'mon, what d'you say?"

"You've talked me into it." I told her as I felt a tickling feeling running through my balls at the thought of walking outside in my undies, "Okay, let's get ready."

We spent the next 10 minutes inside the tent, changing into our sexy undies before emerging to hold hands and set off down the strip of sand that followed the river through the heavily wooded gorge.

I'd chosen to wear my burgundy 1/2 cup lacy bra, matching lacy suspender-belt and black lace-top nylons with flat shoes, while my wife had chosen to wear her lilac basque and white lace-top nylons and flat shoes. Back home, I'd also be wearing a wig and my makeup to complete my outfit, but out here it seemed too much trouble.

"Mmmm, I love it when you're wearing your lacy 1/2 cup bra. It makes me really horny to see you in your sexy undies." she smiled as we strolled along the sand, my semi-hard cock slapping against the bare thighs above my stocking-tops, "And they really show off your firm titties." Anne was actually referring to the pair of firm, 36c tits that I'd grown since going on a course of hormones - something that always excited both her and all the guys that I fucked with regularly back home.

"Mmmm, and I'm really glad that you don't wear panties any more. I love to look at your thick, black, hairy bush when we walk along like this - and also when you're flashing your cunt at someone." I replied, "Your hairy cunt really turns me on."

"Suck it for me then." she said suddenly as she stopped and spread her legs, "Suck my cunt for me - right here." I swiftly squatted down in front of her and reached forward to hold her slim hips as I clamped my lips over my wife's thick bush - her large clitty already visible as it poked out from above her cunt-lipped slit.

"Oooo, yes. Suck my cunt for me, my darling." she breathed, "Can you taste my sweet and sticky cunt-juices, my darling? I'm juicing-up, especially for you."

"Mmmm, I like it when I can also taste another guy's cum mixed with them." I said as I pulled away for a moment, "Especially when you squat over my face and squeeze the cum-cocktail out of you for me to drink by using your cunt-muscles."

"You're just a fucking cum-slut." she laughed as I sucked her cunt again, "You're my very own, personal cum-slut and cum-filled cunt-licker." Anne loved 'talking dirty' to me - knowing that it excited me when I was fucking her, and also knowing that it guaranteed that I'd be coming deep inside her a few seconds later.

"I'll see what I can do about supplying somebody's cum for you to drink from my cunt when we get back into town. I know how much you really love to do that.

But for now, I think you've drunk enough of my cunt- juices, let's walk on a bit further and find somewhere to fuck."

I stood up and kissed her lips, she licking mine and savouring the taste of her own cunt-juices before she took hold of my now rigid cock and led me along the sand with it. We walked about another 1/2 mile before she stopped and stood in front of me, squatting down to suck on my cock whilst stroking my nylon-clad thighs.

"Here. I want you to fuck me right here." she said softly as she stood up, "Now, undo your bra. I want to be sucking your nipples as you enter me."

I could feel her rubbing my knob-end up and down her oozing slit - parting her hairs and pushing her cunt-lips aside as I reached up and undid the front-fastening clasp of my bra, both of the lacy cups falling aside to expose my firm tits and erect nipples.

"Oh yessss." she breathed as she positioned my knob-end in between her drooling cunt-lips and sucked on my left nipple, "Fuck me, my darling. Fuck me and fill me."

As my knob-end parted her cunt-lips she slowly pushed me down by the shoulders so that I sank down onto the sand and she followed me, wrapping her nylon-clad thighs around my hips and impaling herself on my rigid cock. Once down, she gyrated her hips round and round then humped them back and forth so's she ground her sopping wet cunt onto my cock, my knob-end actually butting up against her cervix.

We fucked like this for over ten minutes, kissing and writhing as we experienced the thrill of fucking outdoors whilst wearing only our sexy undies.

"God. Your cock's inside me really fucking deep now my darling." she gasped finally as she held me behind my neck and started humping her hips against me with a steady rhythm, "So fucking deep I can actually feel it rubbing up against my womb. Fill my womb with your cum. I want to feel you spurting your cum into me."

Hearing her talk like that to me meant I stood no chance of holding back my orgasm, and I instantly felt my spunk bubbling up in my balls.

"Oh yessss." I gasped, "It's coming. It's nearly here my darling."

"Let it come, my horny cum-slut." she whispered urgently, "Spurt your cum into my tight cunt so's I can squat over you and let you drink it from me afterwards."

"IT'S COMING NOW!!" I suddenly gasped, "AGH YES!!"

Spurt after powerful spurt of scalding cum blasted into her cunt and she suddenly gripped my waist very hard with her thighs and dug her nails into my back as her own orgasm hit her like an express train, her whole body twitching and shuddering as she clamped her lips over mine to stifle her orgasmic cries.

"HMMMMMMPH...." she groaned, her hips spasmodically jerking against mine, "MMMPPHH."

Slowly, she released her vice-like grip on me and laid me flat on my back before pulling off me and shuffling up so's her knees were either side of my shoulders.

I looked up to see holding her cunt-lips open and heard her straining herself, the muscles of her flat stomach standing out as she tightened them and forced my cum from her cunt to splat into my willing and wide open mouth.

"Drink it, my little cum-slut. Let me watch you drinking your own cum as I squeeze it from my cum-filled cunt." she gasped, holding her breath and grunting with the exertion of forcing it from her, "Now, lick me clean as the rest drains from me."

I did as she said, her hairy cunt mashing against my face as she squatted over me and wanked herself to another orgasm, her own copious cum now flooding from her gaping twat and flushing out my sticky load.

"Christ." she gasped as she fell to her hands and knelt over me on all fours, "I've been waiting for you to fuck me like that since we arrived here."

"I hope it was worth waiting for?" I said as I reached up and licked a dangling string of sticky and viscous cum from her gaping cunt-lips.

"Mmmmm, you bet." she smiled, "C'mon, let's get back to the tent, I'm fucked."

We staggered to our feet and slowly walked back along the sandbar, Anne stopping several times and 1/2 squatting so's I could kneel between her splayed knees and suck out the cum that still oozed from between her glistening cunt-lips.

"I'm absolutely fucked." she breathed as we entered the tent, "D'you mind if we snuggle up in our undies and change out of them in the morning, my darling?"

"Mmmm, not at all." I replied as I snuggled down behind her and she pushed her ass back into my lap, "You have a lie-in and I'll make the coffee in the morning."

"Mmmmm, thank you. Goodnight my darling." she sighed as I kissed the back of her neck and she closed her eyes, the steady rushing sound of the nearby river serving as a lullaby to us as I too drifted into a deep sleep.

*

I awoke early and regrettably pulled away from my darling wife's warm and inviting body, leaving her asleep in the tent and starting the 'Camping-Gaz' stove to boil some water for our coffee before stripping off my undies and wading into the river for a wash. Surprisingly, the water wasn't too cold, and so I took time out to lie back in the rushing water and wait for the kettle to boil, cleaning myself thoroughly and washing the dried cum from my body.

Seeing the kettle starting to boil, I waded naked out of the river and squatted beside the stove, making 2 steaming mugs before calling to Anne that her coffee was ready.

She called back that she was coming and pushed her head through the tent-flap, her eyes squinting in the strong sunlight.

"God, I need this." she smiled at me as she crept out of the tent and squatted beside me, still dressed only in her lilac basque and white nylons, "I'll strip these off and have a wash when I've finished my coffee. Then we can break camp and move off."

"There's no rush, my darling." I told her, "Seeing you in your undies is turning me on again and I might just give you another good fucking before we set off."

"You're a horny slut." she laughed as she reached over to me and kissed my exposed and erect nipples, "Didn't you get enough last night?"

"I can never get enough of you." I replied as I reached out for her and slid two fingers into her semi-parted gash, "What d'you say to another fuck before we set off?"

"Well I'd certainly like one." a voice from behind said suddenly.

We both spun round and saw four horses and riders, silhouetted in the sun.

"Christ. You made us jump." I said, as we both tried to cover ourselves up by clamping our thighs together and wrapping an arm over our exposed tits, "We didn't hear you coming because of the noise from the river."

"Yeah, so we saw." the guy replied, "Now, what about that fuck?"

"Sorry, friend." I replied, squinting against the glare of the sun and trying to defuse the situation, "I was talking to my wife - no offence."

"None taken." he replied, "And I sure do like the frilly stuff your wife's wearing, so I'm still gonna have my fuck and really enjoy fucking a filly that's dressed up so cute and sexy-like, whether you like it or not - in fact, we all are."

He endorsed his statement by taking his rifle from it's holster, operating the bolt and cocking it, before pointing it directly at me.

"Now just a minute..." I protested, reaching out and wrapping an arm round my wife's shoulders in a demonstration of protection.

"Well. What have we gotten here?" he said as he looked down at us and I realised I'd forgotten to keep my 36c tits hidden, "Just what are you - a man or a woman?"

"I'm a man actually. Not that it's any business of yours." I replied defiantly.

"Yes. And he just happens to have a pair of tits because we both like it that way." Anne added, "Anyway, that's our fucking business, not yours. Now, go away."

"Oh, you're a spunky little cunt, aren't you Missy?" he replied, looking at my wife as she moved over and held me close, "At least you will be when we've finished with you. In fact you'll be brim-full of spunk - ours. Now stand up, both of you. We want to take a good look at what we have here."

We stayed exactly as we were and held each other even closer, more out of fear than defiance - until we heard the other three rifles being cocked and then saw that they too were now pointing in our direction.

Slowly, we both stood up and saw that, not only were there three guys on horses, they also had two German Shepherds with them as well. So us both running off into the trees to make our escape was obviously out of the question.

"Hey. You're one of those shemale things - aren't you?" one of the other guys asked me before looking round at his friends and laughing, "I've always said I'd like to fuck me one of those shemale things one day - haven't I boss?"

"You sure have Jesse." the first guy replied, "And it looks like that day's come."

"Now just hold on." I shouted.

Before I'd chance to utter another word, the boss's rifle cracked and a spray of sand was kicked up by the bullet, directly in front of us. Both Anne and me jumped and held each other tightly with the shock of what'd just happened.

"Now let's just get one thing straight." the boss said slowly and menacingly, "We're gonna have ourselves some fun with you guys whether you both like it or not. And the way I see it, it can go two ways. Either you comply with our wishes - in which case we might just let you alone when we're done with the two of you, or you can resist us - and suffer the consequences. Either way, you're both gonna get fucked."

There was a long silence as the gravity of his threat sank in.

"Well?" he continued as they all got down from their horses, "Which way d'you want to play it? Easy - or hard? It's up to you."

Anne looked at me, her eyes filled with fear.

"Just go along with them, my darling." she whispered, "It'll be like one of our night's out together with our friends - but without our consent. Don't worry, I'll be alright."

"Are you sure?" I asked, "I can still try to reason with them."

"You do, and you'll be shot." she replied, "Let them do what they want with us and then they'll maybe leave us. Besides, we did say earlier that we were both looking forward to being fucked when we got back to town. It's just come early - that's all."

"Okay, it seems like you have the upper hand." I told the boss, "We'll agree to do what you say - as long as you have your way with us and then leave us both alone."

"Now you're seeing some sense." he replied, slowly lowering his rifle and undoing his belt-buckle, "Okay boys, it's fuck time."