This is my submission for the 2024 Summer Lovin Story Contest. Please vote if you enjoy it.
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"Camp in style with the Glamp Camp Pros,"
I read aloud with my brow furrowed. "It looks awfully expensive for camping. What is it really? A summer camp for group sex?" I ask as I look between Jane and the colorful pamphlet she dropped on my desk.
Jane laughs and runs her fingers through her shiny brown hair to get it away from her eyes. I can't help admiring it as it falls back into place around her cute face just below her jaw. Her pink jacket and short skirt seem extra tight today. Her lips are redder than normal too. She's up to something.
"No, Victoria. Well... it could turn into that. It's for people like us who enjoy open relationships. You fill out a survey and send it in with a picture attached. You're only charged if you're accepted. The organizers group people together depending on their age and compatibility. We hike, camp, mingle, and hookup with people we like. It's a great way to make new friends. It kicks off with an epic cookout at the Pineview Forest Lodge."
I stare at Jane in disbelief. She's serious. I had no clue she liked rough camping and hooking up with strangers. I know she loves fashion, lattes, and comfort, but not sweaty hikes, bugs, and sleeping on the ground. I've been camping a handful of times in my life. I enjoyed it, but the mountain terrain described in the pamphlet worries me.
"How far will we have to hike while carrying heavy bags in July heat?"
"That's the fun part. The organizers have the tents set up for us before we get there. We only have to carry our clothes and small necessities. It's glamorous camping or
glamping
if you want the trendy term. They also plan activities and competitions to help everyone get to know each other. I did it last year and loved it. Now I want you to go. There's always skinny dipping in the lake," she grins.
I chuckle and remove my small black framed glasses to wipe a smudge off the left lens. I enjoy the outdoors, but I haven't had a proper tan in a while because it's more effort than it's worth. My black hair and pale skin were made for the shade.
"I don't know, Jane. I doubt my pale skin can handle skinny dipping. Sunburned tits doesn't sound fun."
"The skinny dipping happens after sunset, and most of the trails are heavily shaded. I promise you'll enjoy it. Please spend your summer vacation camping with me, Victoria," Jane begs.
I sigh and stare at the pamphlet for a few seconds, then I relent and nod. Jane says, "Yay!" before she leans over my desk and kisses me. I hum in approval as her tongue caresses mine. She smudges our lipstick almost twice a day throughout the work week. Jane and I have been work friends for three years. After an overdue breakup with my boyfriend last Christmas, Jane jumped at the opportunity to seduce me. She knew I was bi before I did. She's the only woman I've ever been attracted to. Now we're best friends and lovers, but we're not possessive of each other. We're open to being with other people as long as we talk to each other about it first. Our work friend, Vince, recently became the third wheel in our open relationship. He sometimes gets invited to hang out with us when I feel the need for straight sex. I even helped Jane learn to enjoy his cock, but she can't orgasm with Vince alone. She needs me to get her to climax. Jane is very much a lesbian, but she'll ride a cock for my enjoyment, and I really enjoy watching her have sex with Vince. Jane freed me from my anxious bubble and taught me how to enjoy life. I would honestly follow her anywhere, so I fill out the survey in the pamphlet and put it in the mail that afternoon. We receive acceptance letters and camping itineraries the following week.
When Cookout Day finally arrives, my stomach is turning nervous flips as Jane drives us to the forest lodge where we will meet our hiking buddies and camping guides. I see a group of about thirty people around picnic tables in a grassy clearing as we turn into the lodge's parking lot. They don't look scary at all. A deep breath of fragrant forest air helps calm my nerves as we step out of the car and grab our backpacks. It's hot and humid, but not entirely unpleasant at the edge of the forest. The wind suddenly shifts and gives me a whiff of grilled burgers and smoked ribs. It's the ultimate smell of summer and awakens the nostalgia of backyard cookouts with the family.
"Wow, they have five grills going. The Glamp Camp Pros know how to host a cookout. How do I look?" Jane asks as she puts her hands on her hips and strikes a pose.
She looks hot in khaki shorts and a pink tank top that displays her cleavage. I opted for black shorts and a burgundy tank top that also displays cleavage.
"You look hot. Your tan is way better than mine," I smile.
"Thanks. Your pale skin makes your hotness more elegant. I've always liked that about you."
We approach the cookout and are greeted by a cute blonde wearing a white "Glamp Camp Pro" tee shirt stretched over her ample breasts. She introduces herself as Stacy, our excursion organizer. Then she immediately asks for our acceptance letters and IDs. We hand them over as her assistant, Cory, jogs over to introduce himself and do a bag search for forbidden items like cell phones and cameras. For privacy reasons, all electronics must remain locked in our vehicles until the end of the event. Cory is handsome with curly black hair and a charming smile. His biceps stretch his sleeves when he puts his hands on his hips. I wonder if he practices that pose in the bathroom mirror every morning. His eyes linger on me long enough to sense a mutual attraction, or he is simply mesmerized by the glow of my pale skin. It's hard to tell. I catch Jane glancing at Stacy's tits more than once as we exchange pleasantries and show our IDs. Once our identities are confirmed, Stacy and Cory say, "Welcome to Glamp Camp! May the Glamp Camp gods smile upon you!" Then Cory points us toward the drink table.
The drink selection is surprisingly big and fancy for a cookout. I'm beginning to understand what Jane means by glamorous camping. I make myself a spicy Bloody Mary as Jane mixes a stiff Jack and Coke. Then Jane pulls me over to the group that is laughing the loudest. I knew she would do that. When Jane isn't organizing every possible thing at work, she's attracted to noise, mischief, and chaos. I personally enjoy quiet, calm, and predictable things. Jane is calm and predictable until it comes to socializing. I'm still learning to keep up with her in that department.
"Natalie, Henry, it's wonderful to see you again!" Jane calls as she pulls me along.
I'm stunned she already knows their names.
"Jane! You came back with a friend!" Natalie laughs as she rushes forward and hugs Jane's neck.
"I did. This is my very good friend, Victoria."
Natalie turns to me next and hugs my neck. The cute brunette could honestly pass as Jane's sister. They both have seductive, cute faces, similar hairstyles, and fit bodies, and holy cow, Natalie smells good. The man, Henry, also greets us with hugs. He smells pretty damn good too. Henry has messy, golden brown hair, hazel eyes, and perfectly tanned skin like Jane and Natalie. Natalie directs our attention to a busty redhead and introduces her as Candice. She is wonderfully pale like me. She also has many cute freckles. The handsome man beside Candice is introduced as Rhody. He has dark brown hair, big blue eyes, and olive skin.
I feel overly stimulated by the rushed introductions and the attractive people, but I soon feel welcomed as they catch us up on what they were laughing about. I smile and nod as Natalie and Henry confess to hosting nude garden parties in their backyard. Candice and Rhody recently became their friends, so they all decided to try Glamp Camp together.
I'm surprised that so many people already know each other. Jane described it as a "Hook up with strangers kind of thing." I'm not disappointed, but I had been hoping to meet a quiet new friend at the event. Then I realized how silly that hope was. Why would a quiet person like myself come to a hook up event alone? The second that thought crosses my mind, I notice a cute blonde woman timidly approaching the cookout area from the parking lot. When I say cute, I mean absolutely sexy and adorable in a young college student kind of way. She has long blond hair pulled back in a simple ponytail, big gray eyes, and a small pink mouth. She is skinny with humble breasts, but they still press against her white tee shirt in an attractive way. She looks completely anxious, and I think that caught my attention as much as her cuteness. Stacy and Cory pounce on the poor girl with greetings and introductions before demanding to see her acceptance letter, ID, and the contents of her backpack. She smiles and nods as she hands the items over, but her wide eyes say, "What have I gotten myself into?"
Jane notices me staring at the woman and nudges me with her elbow.
"See something you like?" she whispers with a grin.
"I do," I smile.
My cheeks are burning from the confession. Besides Jane, I've never felt a sudden attraction to another woman. It's strange and wonderful to feel it again.
