Sorry it's been so long since the last installment! Hope this round gets everyone's juices flowing!
It was a beautiful summer day, no clouds in the sky, mid seventies temperature, and an even humidity. Rachel was finally on summer break from her college courses and James had just gotten off work and was looking forward to a few days of vacation as he'd taken some time off work for a little camping trip. Everything was packed up, tent, air mattress and it's pump, pillows and a few blankets. The cooler was stocked with drinks, grill-able foods, and condiments. With the car loaded, they headed off to the beach-side camp ground a little over an hour away.
Upon arrival, Rachel pulled the car up to the gatehouse and James hopped out to check them in. As he started to turn away with the parking permit and space assignment he saw the guy helping him stop and was staring past him. James looked over his shoulder and saw that Rachel had gotten out and was on the passenger side, bent over at the waist with her beautifully round ass sticking out at them while she looked for something in her bag. He turned and winked at the campground staffer, then walked over to Rachel, slapping her backside playfully before hopping into the front passenger seat. Rachel jumped of course, then flung a few obscenities at James for scaring her as she walked back around the car. Once she got in, they rolled down the pot-hole ridden road looking around as they passed spaces full of RV's and tents. Some had groups of older adults, some were families, and a few were still empty but reserved for other patrons.
The road wound back to where they had a short hike to get to the beach, but were protected from wind by an RV nearby on one side and a six foot tall fence on another. Their space was between two other lots, so Rachel parked the car along where cars would be passing the most after unloading the tent and chairs. While the car was being moved, James set to work putting up the smallish two-person tent, then inflating the air mattress. Rachel sat and watched, thankful that her lover knew how to do these things.
The sun was near setting as James finished and they were both tired from long days so it was decided to crawl into the tent and try to sleep. With clothes off and blankets over them, they snuggled close to warm up the blankets. James kept caressing Rachel's side, hip, and thigh, his fingers brushing the sides of her ample breast as his hand slid past, and teasing at cupping her plump buttocks. He was enjoying teasing her, knowing she was getting turned on by the way her breath kept catching in her throat and the small, quiet moans that escaped her lips.
Not to be the only one getting riled up, Rachel was doing some teasing of her own. Her hand was wandering down James' chest and belly, her fingertips grazing his skin as they moved. She let her nails ever so slightly scratch him as she reached his shaved pubic area, barely avoiding touching his penis and scrotum while her hand moved along the front of his thigh. There was enough light from a neighboring camp fire that she could see the arousal in his eyes.
James allowed his fingers to slide further onto Rachel's breast, gently cupping it from beneath before slipping his hand down the side of her stomach to the crease where her hip met her leg. He gently tickled her there before moving rubbing along her thigh then back up a similar route, but closer to her center. Rachel's breathing was becoming more rapid as her arousal grew and James shifted forward to kiss her.
Their mouths met in a joining of passion, fervently pressed together, tongues rubbing against each other. The kiss served to heighten the sensation of their hands on each other, lines traced out by their nails a burning pleasure drawing out moans from one or the other. Fingers met nipples, pinching and twisting. Hands met genitals, rubbing and stroking.
