Outback Fantasy Ch. 02

Outback Fantasy Chapter 2

This continues the story from the previous chapter, with a little more scene-setting and some more fun. As before, it's a collaborative effort, with the three participants identified by different fonts.

Trish - Calibri plain Font

John - Times New Roman Italic Font

Richard - Calibri Italic Font

John - Richard left our truck a few minutes later, returning to his tent for the night now the rain had stopped; the bed was just a bit too small for the three of us. Trish and I showered together and I washed her, tenderly removing the last trace of our cum from her body. I gently massaged her strained muscles and carried her back to bed, where we lay naked in each other's arms.

"Thank you, my love," she said. "That was wonderful. I could not believe I was actually sucking a strange man's cock and then being fucked in my ass and my mouth simultaneously. Oh and I can't describe the waves of pleasure when I was fucked in my ass and pussy by you both at the same time."

"I love this new-found lust of yours; a threesome has always been one of your fantasies, hasn't it?" I replied.

"I've always wanted to try," she replied, "But I was too afraid - and we have never really had the opportunity. It must be the magic of this place, the solitude of the Outback and then coming across Richard like that; it was just meant to be."

"I agree," I replied, amazed at what had come over my wife. "I don't know what it is, but let's make the most of it. We're free to try anything you want; opportunities like this don't come around often."

Trish - "Now that I've had that fantasy come to reality, there are probably a few more I'd like to try now that we seem to have a willing man with us. I am yours, to do whatever you want with me, to me, or have me do, to explore your fantasies. Let's make this really special. I want to try everything possible with three people over the next few days, I love you, always."

I spoke from the heart and we drifted off to sleep lying in each other's arms, our imaginations running wild with the possibilities.

Richard - When I got back to my tent, my brain was buzzing with everything that had happened today, from the first sounds of the truck arriving to the vision of Trish appearing in just her tiny ripped shorts and singlet. From the rescue of my ute to the mad dash in the rain to the truck. And then time seemed to race through everything that Trish, John and I had done together. I'd never had such a thrilling evening. Yes, it was filled with sex of the most adventurous type I'd ever dreamed of, but at the same time, it all felt so natural as well. It just flowed as our bodies joined together under Trish's control.

I found it hard to go to sleep. My cock still throbbed with the memory of where it had been, what I'd done to Trish, how we three had fucked together. I could still taste her on my lips, from when she'd commanded me to eat her and take her to orgasm. As sore as my knob was, I was still hard so I relieved myself into a cloth and wiped myself clean before finally falling asleep, exhausted.

When I woke in the morning, the gentle overnight rain had cleared the air and it no longer felt so humid. I heard sounds from the truck and when I opened the tent door, I saw the windows were open. I saw Trish's head bobbing up and down and heard distinctive sounds of slurping and a man groaning, masked only slightly by the morning chorus of birdsong.

Trish - The rain started again in the night and continued until just before dawn, but gentle and soothing, providing a pleasant relief from the heat of the previous weeks. We were woken up by the sounds of the Outback just before sunrise as we do most days. The crazy call of the kookaburra, the squawking of the cockatoos and the numerous cheeps and chirps of the birdlife providing the soundtrack of the Outback as it wakens from the utter silence of the night. Our truck has large windows on three sides of the bed and the mattress is only a few inches below the sill of the window so we could see in all directions. I noticed through the open windows of Richard's tent that he had not stirred; he was a few metres away, still asleep on his camp bed.

Opening the windows completely, we looked out over the bush, watching the sun rise. We could see the results of all the rain the previous evening from where we were parked up on the little hill. The river where Richard's Land Cruiser was stuck had come down in flood with the overnight rain, and judging by the debris on the side of the road, it looked like it had risen a good two metres. His car would have disappeared had we not come along. Looking back up the road where we came from, it looked like a series of pools. The little hill we were on was cut off from the west as water covered the road as far as the eye could see.

I woke with a sweet and satisfied smile on my face. "Thanks for last night, it was wonderful," I sighed and rolled over towards my husband. "I owe you big time." I edged closer and moved down the bed, my tongue following my hand to reach out to his rapidly hardening cock.

John looked out of the window before I started licking him. "It looks like we are not going back that way, at least for a few days," he said, pointing to the pools of water that used to be the road.

"That's OK, I think I know how to keep myself occupied," I said with a smile until my mouth was too full to speak.

John - Trish slowly licked the full length of my shaft, her tongue wrapping around the tip of my cock. It felt electric as her warm tongue flicked it and the blood pumped, hardening it as the pleasure multiplied. She moved further down, opening her legs wide to give me a view of her glistening pussy and tight ass. I recalled the pounding it got the previous evening with a hard throbbing cock in each of her holes and pleasure at the fulfilment of her fantasy. I reached over to slip a finger into her wetness and gently slid my fingers back and forth. Trish moaned in appreciation and moved herself further down, sucking one of my balls into her mouth.

I lay flat on my back and she straddled my face backwards, moving lower. Her tongue flicked my ass and I moaned in pleasure. I raised my head to her wet slit, licking the full length.

We lay there giving and receiving pleasure as the sun came up, flooding our truck with a golden glow. With the windows fully open on all sides, the light entered as we made love, bathing us in the warm light of the sun. Trish moved across to the rear window, right up to the side of the window. She was bathed in a golden glow and looked gorgeous as she looked out into the vast wilderness.

Trish - From his stroking and fucking my pussy with his fingers, John slid one into my tight ass hole and I winced. "Gently," I said. "It is still a bit tender from last night."

He smoothed his fingers over my pussy and lubricated them in my juices, then slid another into my ass, next to the first one. I gasped at the invasion of my ass again until he slid both his thumbs into my pussy, gently massaging the thin membrane between his fingers and thumbs. That felt nice and I moaned in appreciation. I leaned back and pressed into his probing as he pushed deep inside me. He must have found the fleshy spot deep in my pussy because I could feel my wetness increase. He continued to massage my pleasure centre, gently rubbing it between his thumbs inside my pussy and his fingers inside my ass. I shuddered in pleasure as he continued his gentle internal massage.

"Gently, it's still a bit tender for that," I said, loving the smooth increase in sensations but wary when he pressed to hard, too deep or against somewhere still too raw from the hard fucking I'd asked Richard and John to give me last night.

Thankfully, he was sensitive to my discomfort and withdrew his fingers and thumbs, not wanting to continue too long in my tender area, especially after the pounding my holes had received the previous evening.

"On your back," I said with a smile, taking control once more. Normally submissive, I was enjoying the feeling of dominating my strong husband - though in reality, I was just letting him know what felt good for me.

John lay down next to the window and I straddled his face as I had done earlier, my mouth finding his engorged member. I leant forward, pulling his legs up to gain easier access.

"Wrap your legs around me," I commanded.

Taking some of her own wetness from my pussy, I lubricated her fingers and gently penetrated John's own tight ass-hole, placing two fingers inside, slowly stretching it and penetrating deeper inside him, massaging his prostate. My probing clearly multiplied the pleasure deep within him and he shuddered in anticipation. He leaned forward and sucked my pierced clit deep into his mouth, his tongue alternating between flicking my clit ring and sucking my engorged clit deep into his mouth.

Whilst continuing to finger fuck his ass, I returned my mouth to his cock. I increased the pace, my head bobbing fanatically whilst pushing myself against my husband's face pussy, writhing on him as I could feel my orgasm building just as quickly as I knew his was coming. I took him deep into my mouth, taking his full length without gagging. I started to shudder in orgasm and John could no longer hold on. He exploded, his jizz erupting down my throat, causing me to swallow hard, the muscles of my throat gripping his cock as I continued swallowing his hot cum. I pushed my pussy hard into his face as I came along with him, gushing out my own liquid pleasure while he eagerly lapped up my nectar. As our combined pleasure subsided, I continued to lick and suck his softening cock, licking all the cum off him while he cleaned every last drop of my love essence from my pussy. Exhausted now, I looked up out of the window.

Richard - "Don't you two ever get enough?" I called out from outside the truck, sitting outside my tent naked in my camp chair.

I had seen Trish through the truck window for some time, clearly she was on her hands and knees as I could see the curve of her spine and the roundness of her bum. Her head would disappear for a while, then when she resurfaced to watch me, she was licking her lips and her hair dragged over her face. John's head appeared from behind her backside and it was obvious that she'd been sucking his cock and he'd been eating her out at the same time. I'd been watching Trish's back and ass for some time, undulating as she went through this most beautiful of morning exercises. My hand had been on my cock, hard from having watched them and stroked to orgasm as I'd watched Trish and she'd watched me, but now softening as the wet patch on the ground in front of me made it obvious that I'd enjoyed their show.

Trish looked up and smiled at me, licking her lips. "Never, not when it feels so good," she responded to my greeting.

John looked up at me as well when I called out and grinned in greeting.

John - "Morning Richard," I called out.

Laughing, Trish rolled on her back. I looked deep into her gorgeous green eyes, reflecting the satisfaction we had both shared. I kissed her deeply, tasting the remnants of the cum I had just poured down her throat.

We lay there, content and excited about this new chapter in our sex lives we had embarked on. Trish drifted back to sleep and I couldn't help but stare at the wonderful woman sleeping next to me and wonder how on earth I managed to deserve her. After a while I got up and saw Richard was now moving around. He had not bothered to put any clothes on, so still naked I stepped out of the truck. The grass was wet and cool beneath my feet.

"Morning, hope you don't mind, my pants are still wet and I don't have much choice," Richard said

"Let me guess, when you heard our truck you had to run and find some pants?" I laughed.

"Correct," he said, "In fact these are the only clothes I have left, my clothes bag fell off the roof rack when I was getting the tent off and it must be somewhere down the river. I looked, but I couldn't find it so I'm down to a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a jacket."

"No worries," I replied, "There aren't many secrets after last night anyway and Trish and I seldom wear clothes when we are alone out here. It's more comfortable and being nude saves water since you don't need to wash them. If you're comfortable, we can stay that way, otherwise I can lend you some dry ones."

"No need," he said with a smile, "I'm happy to go natural while I let mine dry out."

I started making a campfire; the wood was wet but we used our secret fire-starting weapon: letting a bit of diesel soak into the wood before lighting it. In a minute or two we had a decent, if a little smoky, fire going. I got out the pots and pans to start breakfast and soon had the kettle going and bacon frying. The smell of breakfast woke Trish and she came out of the truck.

Richard - "Morning Trish," I said, smiling broadly on my face as I saw she was as naked as we were. My eyes ran over Trish's body, "God, you are so beautiful, " as I stared at John's naked wife.

"I agree, come over here you gorgeous thing!" John laughed and she wiggled suggestively in front of us, turning to show her butt as well as her front.

"Sleep well?" I asked.

"Wonderful" Trish grinned, "Nothing like an orgasm or two to make you sleep well. How did you sleep?" She continued, walking towards us.

"Fantastic thanks to you two," I replied, "I agree with you Trish, nothing like an orgasm to make you sleep well." My eyes continued to roam over her body, drinking in every curve, her luscious breasts and the flash of her gold and diamond clit piercing just visible between her legs.

Trish walked over to the fire; the cool air had hardened her nipples. John gave them a playful tweak and she yelped.

"Hey, that's too rough!" She said with a smile and gave him a hug, her hands wandering down, playfully pulling his cock.

John laughed and returned to his cooking. She walked over to me and gave me a big hug as well and her hands wandered over my backside, pulling her towards me and pressing her firm boobs against me. I was relieved and thrilled that Trish was so open towards me; there was no trace of embarrassment, shyness or regret in her approach. Almost exactly the opposite - after such a short space of time from meeting her and John, and having known her most intimately the previous evening, I was being treated as an equal part of their relationship. I wasn't surprised that after feeling my bum, her hand strayed to my cock and gave it the same tug she'd given to her husband.

We got out chairs and a table and sat around the campfire, cooking then eating breakfast whilst the sun warmed us.

John - "I'm glad we don't have to be anywhere soon," I told Trish. "The road looks to be impassable going west. If it is the same the other way, we could be here for a week or more. We have the proper water filters, so water won't be a problem and we have plenty of food so it'll be a while before we need to go hunting. We can sit it out for a few weeks if necessary and we are not in a hurry."

"Since we might be here for a while," said Trish, "After breakfast, let's have a look up the road for a better campsite. I passed what I think might be a nice one about a kilometre up the road yesterday when I was looking for a decent place to take photos."

"Good idea," I said. "It will be a bit too hot to start fixing the car out here in the open, so we need a better site with some shade if possible. It could be a long and boring wait so we might as well be comfortable."

Trish - "Well, I'm not so sure about the boring bit," I said with a naughty smile, "I have a few ideas as to how we can keep ourselves all busy and entertained."

We finished our breakfast and packed up our camp whilst Richard packed up his tent and stowed all his gear on the roof rack, then hooked up the Land Cruiser to the back of the truck and headed off down the road. It wasn't long before we got to the area I had found the day before and from where I'd run back to the truck when the rains started.

"This is great," John said, "Nice and flat and with good shade over there. Let's get set up."

It took us a few minutes for him and Richard to get the Land Cruiser next to the trees so they could work on it in the shade. The truck was parked up amongst the trees where I started to establish our camp and Richard got his tent down and started to put it up. With two people working at it and in a well-practised routine for how we sort our living arrangements like we do every night in the bush, we had our camp set up before he was finished. Our awnings were all put out all and ground sheets down, our rosewood chairs and table were erected, our recliners laid out and finally the outside kitchen.

"You guys sure travel in style," said Richard; the look on his face was priceless.

"Only way to go," John and I said simultaneously and laughed.

We tidied up a few things, clearing away the fallen branches from the previous evening's storm and built up a nice little woodpile drying in the sun and a fire pit lined with rocks in the centre. The three of us worked naked in the early morning sun, and soon our campsite was set-up for what could be a long stay.

"I didn't get far into the bush," I said. "Why don't we explore a bit before it gets too hot?"

"Great idea," John replied and Richard seemed enthusiastic, "Grab some walking shoes, we'll go for a walk up the road."

"No need to get dressed?" I asked with a naughty smile. "I'd rather stay naked, it's nice and warm and if we are cut off, then no one can get here."

"Fine with me, I love it when you are naked" John said with a smile. "I can see the outline of some nice rock outcrop formations further up the road. Maybe they'll be suitable for some photos."

We all got shoes on and headed off. Chatting as we went, we wandered up the muddy road, listening to the sounds of the outback. We saw a few kangaroos and wallabies, but they hopped away before we got close. After about 5 minutes we came to the rock outcrops John had talked about.

Richard - "Let's have a look further down the road and explore these on the way back," I said, "Then we can see what the other river crossing is like. I made it through that one pretty easily a week or so ago, but it was fairly muddy."

We continued down the road or another kilometre or so, the three of us naked in the outback. I was happy to be with John and Trish, naked and free in the bush, enjoying each others' company. We walked together, then alone, then as two and one, chatting naturally and unphased by our nudity, so relaxed we were. What more could a man want? I only wished my girlfriend had been so liberated. We came over a rise and saw that the river had burst out of the normal little channel and flooded about 500m of the road. It looked more like a swamp than a road now.

"Wow, it looks like we are not going out that way either," I said with amazement. "There's no way I'll get through that again. Even if we can get my ute going, We will have to wait a quite a few days until that dries out,"

John - "Sure, we will be here for a while, maybe a week or so but that's OK. It's all black soil so even with the tyre chains on we won't get through until it dries. And we should be able to get your truck going, it only looks to be a bit water logged. Looks like it will be hot today, and if we don't get any more rain, it will be OK in a few days."

"I don't mind," Trish interjected with a smile. "I can think of plenty of ways we can keep occupied."

"Really, and what might that be?" I replied with a big grin.

We turned around and headed back towards the campsite, the sun increasing in strength and we were starting to sweat a bit by the time we made it back.

"Going to be hot again today," said Trish, "I think I'll work on my tan," she said as she headed to the truck to get some sun-tan lotion.

Richard - We looked at Trish as she came back out of the truck and relaxed on the lounger, oiling herself with the sweet-smelling coconut oil. Her tanned skin glistened as she applied it and we sighed at the beautiful sight. She teased us, coating her boobs liberally and spending a lot of time playing with her nipples - much more than was necessary just to protect them from the sun. She looked over to us as and spread her legs apart as far as she could on the lounger and let her hands stray down her body until her oil coated fingers went between her legs and began massaging her lower lips. Her mouth opened and her head went back as she stroked herself, then penetrated her slit, then brought herself to a rapid and very erotic orgasm.

She came to and opened sleepy eyes, looking over to where John and I were watching, idly stroking our growing cocks. "Now go and do your work boys. Let me recuperate and think up some entertainments for later," she said and waved us away, letting her head sink back and closing her eyes. Aware that now she was resting, there was nothing for us to do but work like slaves in the hot sun. "Let's get your car mobile again." John said, opening up the tool compartment on the side of our truck.

John - Richard was amazed as I pulled out spanners, hoses, filters, engine and diff oils - everything we needed to fix his drowned vehicle.

We turned to his car and started draining the fuel from the tank into our spare jerry cans. We worked naked and together, but I have to say it took a bit of getting used to having a nude man working closely next to me. We changed the fuel filters, dried the air cleaner, checked everything and finally took the glow plugs out, turning the motor over by hand to get the water out of the cylinders. Then taking one of our spare batteries out of the truck, we connected some jump leads to the Land Cruiser and turned it over, getting the remnants of the water spraying out the cylinders. Finally we drained the engine oil, putting it carefully into an empty jerry can so as not to spoil this magical place.

With everything looking good, we started to put it all back together and after another hour or so, Richard was pouring in some fresh diesel, getting ready to bleed the fuel system as I finished replacing the diff oil. The sun was now high in the sky and even though we were in the shade, we both glistened with sweat.

"You sure made a good job of drowning it," I said, pouring the last bit of watery diff oil out into our jerry can.

Richard finished tightening up the fuel filters. "OK, so what's next?"

"Just need to get the air out of the fuel pump and we should be able to get your truck going again," I said.

"Not that I'm in a hurry to get going," said Richard, looking over at my wife's naked body lying on her recliner under the awning just a few feet away from us.

Trish woke up and stretched, turned over on her side and said, "How's it going guys?"

"Just finished cleaning up the fuel system, let's see if it starts." I replied.

Richard - Under John's instruction, I jumped in and turned the key. The engine cranked and cranked and slowly caught, stuttering a bit and dirty black water coming out of the exhaust before it settled down to a steady tick-over.

"You were lucky; no damage done," John said and I climbed out with a big smile.

"Now we just have to wait for the water to go down and the roads to dry out - what are we going to do to pass the time?" I asked, with an even bigger smile.

"I've got a few ideas," said Trish, "Come over here." She had a very suggestive smirk on her face and I wondered what we were in for.

"I bet you do" I said, a smile on my face as well.

We moved over to the shade, standing in front of Trish. She was staring at my cock as she sat up on the bed, her face level with our now rapidly stiffening dicks.

"It looks like you are both getting a bit burnt." She slowly slid her hands up and down our hardening members. "I think you need some sun tan lotion." Trish leant over and got out the coconut suntan oil.

She poured some into her hands and rubbed them together. "Come closer, I'll have to rub it in," she said with a smile and we moved closer to where she sat on the edge of the recliner and then started to stroke us. Her expert handiwork soon began to have the desired result on both of us.

Trish - "Let's move to the blanket," I said. I held their cocks in my hands and led them over to the blanket where I knelt down. The tips of their knobs were inches away from my face as I rubbed their shafts, my hands moved rapidly.

"Take over," I said and the boys started to work their engorged members as I sat back, gently massaging their balls. I rubbed my hands up and down their legs and turned to my husband, smiling. "Are you OK with this?" I asked.

"Sure my love," he said. "I think it's great you are getting in touch with the nature out here," he replied with a smile.

I gently massaged their balls and smoothed the suntan lotion over them, lifting my head to move closer to Richard. "Open your legs wide Richard," I ordered, and he complied.

"Keep yourself busy while I help our guest," I said to John, turning to him with a smile.

He smiled back and I returned my attention to Richard, massaging his balls. With my other hand I lubricated my hands with more of the coconut oil and rubbed my finger over his tight hole, then slipped my finger into his ass as his hand pistoned rapidly over his cock.

"Oh, God that is good!" Richard moaned as I massaged his prostate and balls.

John - I couldn't believe what I was seeing; my wife, who up until recently had never even seen another cock up close, was kneeling in front of another man, his cock level with her face, her fingers up his ass as she massaged his prostate and balls. I increased my pace, my cock was rigid, the pleasure intense as I felt my balls starting to tighten.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum!" Richard grunted, spraying his cum all over my wife's face and tits.

The sight of the cum dripping down my wife drove me over the edge. With a grunt I sprayed my cum over her as well, our joint efforts streaming down over her breasts and gorgeous nipples, running down over her stomach and down over her pussy. We continued to pump out our seed as she took over, milking the last bit of cum from our cocks. She smiled, running her finger over her breasts, down to her belly button and into her pussy, mixing the cum all over herself, wiggling in delight. She lifted her finger to her lips, tasting our combined sperm.

"Nothing like the taste of cum," she laughed, licking her fingers, a strange look on her face. I could almost see the ideas ticking over in her head.

Trish - "Now, look what a mess you guys have made. Clean me you two, lick your cum off me," I commanded the two guys and lay on my back, the cum dripping off me. John and Richard looked at each other; my husband stared at me amazed at what I asked them to do, stunned by the boldness and authority with which I demanded, quite different to my normal submissive nature.

"If you don't then I'll just have to start wearing clothes again," I teased with a big smile on my face.

Joh stepped forward, not sure if I meant it, that this was a real threat, but clearly the thought of doing what I told him to do excited him as his cock twitched again, still dripping with cum. He leant over to and tentatively licked a globule of cum off my nipple. This was a time for firsts and for the first time in his life, he was tasting another man's cum. He slowly licked my nipples, savouring the taste. He continued licking the cum off my breasts, glowing with a mixture of sun oil and cum. I still had the streams of white jizz on my lips and chin as he cleaned up his and Richard's effort from his so-shy wife. He quivered in excitement, I knew the taste would be interesting to him - the bitter-sweet taste, like slightly salty egg white. Richard was equally hesitant at first, but now began lapping up the combined cum that was pooling in my belly button, licking around my navel piercing. He moved lower, licking the trail of cum that had run down my stomach, over my mound and then into my cleft. I arched my back as his tongue flicked over my engorged clit, the excitement increasing in my body. I opened my legs wide to his eager tongue.

"Suck my clit into your mouth," I commanded. "Lick your cum out of my pussy."

I moaned as Richard complied, sucking my clit ring into his mouth as I spread my legs wider. His tongue searched out the last of the cum from around my pussy and he continued to suck and lick me, his tongue lingering over my vulva, lips, clit, opening as I moaned. I watched John through half-closed eyes as the man we met less than 24hrs ago gave pleasure to me.

"Fuck that's good!" I said as I writhed and shook at his efforts, my passion increasing until finally I screamed out. I remained vocal, continuing to command and direct the guys to please me, and they obeyed without hesitation. I revelled in the feeling of power that I held over them. John licked my nipples as directed, gently biting and sucking and licking all the cum off me.

"God, I'm coming! Oooh, fuck my pussy with your tongue, that's good, oooooooh." I grabbed Richard's head, pulling it down violently onto my pussy as he thrust his tongue deep into my pleasure centre and my orgasm flooded over me.

I shuddered and bucked as my orgasm rolled over her, finally breathless, my body relaxing as Richard withdrew his mouth. We lay together, the three of us regaining our breath. My loving husband leant over me, kissing me deeply, the taste of cum still on his lips.

"I love this new Trish," he said. "Why didn't we do this before?"

"Tastes good doesn't it?" I said smiling at him. I finally got to my feet and headed over to the truck to the shower to clean off every last remnant of our exertions. Richard and John both stared at me, I consciously wiggled my bum at them as I made my way to the back of the truck and showered. They both seemed shocked at what they had just done. They kept staring as I washed herself, occasionally looking over to the two of us, smiling and laughing.

Richard looked at me, "You are a lucky man Iain, she is wonderful."

"I know," he replied, "This is the first time she has ever done something like this. I don't know what has come over her, but I am really enjoying it. First time I have ever done something like this as well."

"Me too," Richard said with a smile. "I would never have dreamt something like this would happen when I got stuck in the outback."

We sat back, watching my wife, wondering what will happen next.