This RV park is a work of fiction. While I live in a Motorhome and travel to many, I have only encountered this park in my imagination. The cast of characters is expanding, and there are many stories to tell.
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Every RV Park offers amenities to their customers. Things like coin-operated laundry; showers for men and for women, sales of camp necessities, sales of foods, lending libraries and even video rentals. We aren't different in that regard -- but how we provide them is absolutely unique. Since we're an adults-only, clothing-optional park (and a rather private one at that) almost everything we offer has a rather adult twist.
Take, for instance, the laundry area.
Given that the vibration of the machines is so similar to many of the toys that Val (my wife) has, we decided to indulge our own fantasies and offer them to our guests. To take away the boredom of waiting for loads to wash and dry, Val came up with the idea of providing certain "attachments" that connected to the machines. Attachments that tended to be about eight or nine inches long, flesh colored, with suction bases. In case someone needed help to get in the mood, the reading material we placed there included Penthouse Letters, printouts of some favorite stories from Literotica, and any sexy novel we came across. (Separate from the lending library) The attachments were stored in a sanitary case, in a liquid that both sanitized and lubricated. Pretty soon our laundry was a very popular place with the single women in the park. And, after we installed video cameras, Val (my wife) and I found ourselves enjoying their activity as well. We came up with a plan to add to our income stream -- for those who would give us permission, we could stream their activities on our website. Hallie and Callie Andrews, our redheaded twin residents, were the first to sign up. Maybe it was because we gave them free laundry -- but more likely because they were exhibitionists.
Our store not only sold things necessary to live in an RV, but things that were also important for those wanting to be sexually self-expressed. We had lingerie from Frederick's of Hollywood (it dates us, I know) and catalogs from others; we had a wide assortment of condoms and lubes; a small but growing collection of restraints and similar items, dildos and butt plugs, videos and more. In fact, Val and I were trying to work out how to set things up so we had the equivalent of an adult boutique open to the public outside the gates of the park, as well as access to that same area for our residents. I'll keep you posted on our adventures with the zoning board and others. Some of that is just as hot as our laundry area!
I was most proud of our bath houses. Most RV parks separate the men and the women. I mean, that's a common thing and there's nothing wrong with it. But we decided very early on that we weren't going to be common, and that our residents were all adults. Of all sorts of proclivities. So we redesigned our bath house.
We had a Men's section as well as a Ladies section -- after all, not everyone who came through our gates was as liberated as we were. Even there, however, we decided to get bold. I had Bonner, our maintenance engineer, set up the Men's room with two rows of stalls. The outer row was straightforward -- toilets and paper holders. The rear row, however, contained a feature that I personally loved. Every stall had a glory hole. Bonner and I worked together on this. He's 6 foot 5 inches, and I'm 5 foot 4 inches, so we made sure that every one of the holes we created could fit either one of us. And, rather than the crude, illicit ones you'd run into in adult bookstores, we made sure they were smooth, curved and comfortable. The mouth on the other side might bite, but the framework wouldn't hurt at all. We had five booths, so the middle three had holes on both sides, and the outer two had only one each.
Of course Bonner and I had to test our work, to make sure no one would be hurt by sharp edges. We spent about an hour getting that first hole correctly placed. First I had him put his cock through. And his cock was every bit a match for his height. It must have been 10 inches long, thick and meaty, with a glorious purple head. The first adjustment we made was make the hole lower so his balls would also come through. After we made that adjustment, I went back into the stall and had him try again. And there, in front of my face was this porno-sized cock attached to a big set of balls, and never being one to pass up temptation, I dropped to my knees and began to stroke his snake. I shivered as I felt it grow harder, thicker and longer. I put it up against my face, amazed by the soft skin that covered the rock hard core. I lowered my face and began to lick his balls, one by one. His sack was loose, and soon I had one of those juicy plums in my mouth, squirming under my tongue as I stroked his dick. I could hear his moans.
I switched to his other ball, and tried to get them both in my mouth but couldn't manage. Never the less, his moans had increased in volume and his cock was moving in my hands. I popped his ball out of my mouth and began to lick up the length of his flesh, moving a hand to hold and play with those amazing spheres. I worked my way up to the tip of his cock, and then spent time licking the head. At his size, there was plenty to lick! But I was as anxious as he was, and soon I opened wide and took the head and the first four inches into my mouth where I proceeded to worship it with my tongue. His hips were beginning to pump. This was not going to be a subtly blowjob. I angled my neck and relaxed the muscles of my throat, and the next time he pumped forward I moved towards him and suddenly had my nose jammed up against the stall wall with his cock in my throat. He pumped in and out two times and then I felt his cock twitch, the vein pump and his cum began to pump into my throat. I held my held down until I needed to breathe, and by that time four ropes of his jizz were in my gut. When I pulled back he kept pumping, filling my mouth almost faster than I was able to swallow. The hot, thick spunk taste was somehow sweet, and the feeling was magical. I just kept swallowing until he shuddered and withdrew.
"Bonner" I said. "I think we might want to see about putting some sort of padding on the floor. My knees are a little sore."
"Shit. Anything you say, Roger. Man, I never knew you sucked cock -- let alone deep throated something as big as mine. Does Miss Val know?"
"Oh yes," I said, rising to my feet, "she's the one who got me started!"
"Wow. I don't know what to think of that."
"Don't think. Don't worry. I'll let her know all about this, and you can probably expect to be sexually harassed by her within twenty four hours. She's a size queen, and she'll be a big fan."
"Okay. I think I might be interested. But we need to see if it works for someone your size, and I don't do that stuff. At least, I never tried it and ain't sure I want to now."
"That's okay, man. You don't have to do anything. Let me just see if it fits." With that I stood up, dropped my pants and my already achingly hard cock was ready. I put it through, and then got my balls through as well.
"Seems okay to me" I said.
"Let me make sure you got enough room" and suddenly there were hands on my cock and at my balls. I rose up on tip toes to allow him to reach everything, and refrained from saying a word. I just let him continue his exploration of my 8 inches.
"My, my, I know what my dick feels like, but never thought someone else's would feel so good to touch. Are you okay, Roger?"
"Man, just keep doing what you are doing for as long as you want. You sure you never been with another guy before?"
"Oh, I have. It's just that I usually lie back and get a blowjob -- guys seem wild about my big cock. But I wondered...and now I think I like what I'm feeling." He was now stroking me from top to bottom, with a motion that was different than I use on myself and I was just caught up in the sensations.
"You like, Roger?"
"I like, Bonner. I like a lot. I'm about to cum, so you better stand aside."
"Okay. Let's see how far you shoot!" as he increased the speed of his stroking. Three more pumps and I felt the cum boil up out of my balls and jet out of my cock. I pumped out sperm until there was nothing left, and then had to tell him to stop because it was uncomfortable. I pulled back into the stall and pulled up my pants, then stepped out. The door to his stall was open and there was cum dripping off the wall across from the hold. I laughed.
"Well, one of the advantages of being a cock sucker is that there's no cleanup necessary. You, on the other hand, had better get that mess wiped up!" We both laughed at that point I left him to finish the work in the mens' room, cutting the holes and putting down some padding in front of them, then headed back to the office.
As I walked in the door, Val was seated behind her desk; her head was thrown back and she was obviously naked. Nothing unusual about that, but the expression on her face suggested something was happening. I took two strides and was up at her side.
"What the?" she barely got out before my dick was in her mouth. She fastened on it like it was a source of life, and I saw that she was holding our office staff member Lori's head in her lap.
"Lori, don't you dare stop. Make her cum" I said. She was startled and began to pull away before Val grabber her hair and pulled her even harder into her lap. Lori relaxed and suddenly Val's hips were jerking and she was moaning. Not sure exactly what pushed her over the edge, but she was clearly in the throes of an extended orgasm.
