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Star gazing in Kielder Forest

"A chance encounter with like minded people"

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"We were looking for a secluded clearing in the forest to have an overnight mind and body reset."

Who are we?
We are Greg and Mal who have a croft on the beautiful north coast of Scotland, which is pretty much the back of beyond.  It was really peaceful here until the NC500 was created and now we are swamped with tourists.   Greg's name is really Will as in William but people have always called him Greg after Rob Roy McGregor on account of his Scottish blood.
We are both athletic outdoorsy people in our early 30’s and love wild camping, hiking etc.
A few years back while camping at Edale in the Derbyshire national park we ended up in a threesome with Greg and a fellow male camper.  Since then, Greg has embraced the whole cuckold scene and I am happy to oblige him.  Also, it is pretty apparent that, like me, he is bi.

This adventure is all about when Greg and I were hiking through the Kielder Forest in Northumberland, on a gloriously fine day in late June.  We were carrying our day sacks with some food, water, our hammocks and something warm to wear for the evening.  It was our intention to find somewhere off the beaten track to hang our hammocks and sleep out.  Forests and woods are an incredible place at night.  The myriads of sounds and smells is intoxicating and a perfect way to reset mind and body. 
We hiked on wearing shorts, vests, floppy hats and trainers.  We were about a mile or so off the beaten track and looking for somewhere to pitch camp, when we caught a movement slightly off to our right and maybe 30 feet away.  30 feet may not seem far away but in the forest, you could hide a double decker bus 30 feet away and not see it. I looked at Greg and he looked at me.  He put his finger to his lips to indicate ‘be quiet’ and as delicately as we could we inched forward towards what had caught our attention.  At about 10 feet we squatted down and we could make out the muffled sound of somebody having sex and see the occasional movement of naked flesh.  There was the occasional “Oh Yes”.  We kept quiet and stayed where we were, not sure what to do.  We decided to retrace our steps and that is when we heard the distinctive commotion off somebody having an orgasm. 
By the time that we were where we first saw the movement that had captured our attention the sounds of sex had stopped.
“What the fuck” Greg whispered.
“What the fuck indeed” I replied.  Then we were at each other, Greg ripped my shorts down as he bent me over a fallen tree trunk and without hesitation, he just fucked me from behind.  Oh lord, it was glorious.  Just raw rampant fucking. 
Goodness knows how long we went on for but I guess that it was more like seconds than minutes then we were also echoing the sounds that we had heard a short while back.  I am such a noisy cummer but I couldn’t help myself.  Greg came at the same time as me.  “Holy fuck Greg” I tried to whisper.
I retrieved a tissue from my day sack and I wiped away Gregs cum that was running down my thigh. Greg was pulling up his shorts, when we heard somebody call out “Hi there…”
Greg called back and said hello.  A petite lass walked through the tree’s a few feet away and came into view along with a couple of guys.    
“We heard you and wondered if you were ok” the girl said.
“Yes but I figured you were when I saw you both” the taller of the two guys said.
I wondered how much they had seen, probably the same as we had seen of them.  Strangely enough I wasn’t embarrassed at being caught with my pants down, so to speak. Before the tall guy had finished speaking, I had my shorts back up and straightened my clothes.
I am terrible at guessing ages but I would say that they were about the same age as Greg and I.
The girl introduce herself as Mary “and this is Ken and Darren” she said. 
“I am Mal and this is Greg” I replied still a little breathless from our recent vagarious quickie activity.
The lads looked like they spent a lot of time in the outdoors.  I noticed Mary and Ken wore wedding rings so I kinda wondered what the group dynamics were.
“You are a bit off the beaten track” Mary said “Are you lost”
“Not at all” I answered “We were thinking of camping out for the night and looking for a small clearing to lay back and look at the stars.” 
“Like minds” Mary said “That is exactly what we are here for.  We have found a small clearing if you fancy joining us?”
I looked at Greg and he nodded so I said “Yes please”. 
We picked our way through a few trees and sure enough we were in a small clearing perhaps 40 feet across with a stream running around the edge of it.  There were no trees overhanging so plenty of opportunity to star gaze.  Their rucksacks were laid out in the middle of the clearing beside a couple of walking sticks that were sticking up out of the ground.
We settled down and had light hearted banter.  Re the group dynamics, it turns out that Darren and Ken were twins although they were certainly not identical hence the height difference.  Mary and Ken have been married for a couple of years, no kids while Ken and Darren apparently share everything and I mean everything.
The grass in the clearing was very lush so we laid out and waited for night fall.  Fires are not allowed in Kielder so it was just cold food and drink.  It was a very pleasant evening and surprisingly, not at all chilly.
As the light faded, I asked where they go for a wee because I needed one, Mary said that Ken would show me.  He picked up the torch and said “This way ma’am” then he walked slightly ahead and aiming the torch beam at the ground behind him like a cinema usher.  “There you go” he said as he pointed his torch to a flat rock that edged out into the stream.   Without a second thought I dropped my pants, squatted down and let my pee flow.  After I finished, he held out his hand to help me up, holding it a little longer than he needed to.
“Thankyou kind sir” I said in my best royal voice as I pulled up my shorts. 
Walking back, I felt Kens arms slip around my waist but I didn’t think anything of it.

Entering the area, where we had left the other three, Ken’s torch illuminated the three them, Greg, Mary and Darren laying on their backs with Mary in the middle.  We had only been gone for a few moments but long enough for Mary to get her hands down Greg and Darrens pants.  “Welcome back” she said as casually as if we had just been to fill the car up with fuel.
Darren flicked the torch onto flood light mode and hung it on one of the walking sticks by the rucksacks.  It wasn’t a bright light and it cast an eerie glow over the whole area.
“Are you comfy” I asked Greg.
“Very” he replied.  I could clearly see Mary’s hands fondling both guys in their shorts.  It was very erotic to watch. 
Ken asked me if I felt left out.  I didn’t need to answer as he walked up behind me, sliding his arms around my waist. His hands slipped down into the front of my shorts and to my pussy.  He eased my lips apart while he ran his finger tip around my clit. 
Greg looked at me and smiled.
Ken was an expert and made me feel very safe in his hands.  While keeping one hand in my shorts he eased his other hand out and up to my breasts.  I don’t have big breasts but they are super sensitive.  He rolled my left nipple around between his thumb and finger.  His other fingers were no longer caressing my clit, they were up inside of me just wriggling around. 
In the next moment he had turned me around and locked his lips onto mine.  I felt my shorts sliding down and then they were gone along with my knickers. I fumbled with his belt, all the while with his lips locked onto mine.  I eased his shorts down and then I was holding his cock.  It was hot and it was very hard and fat.
His hands went down to my butt cheeks then lifting me up by them I wrapped my legs around his waist.  Reaching down between us I guided his cock to my pussy.  He slipped in so easily.  He started bouncing me up and down on his cock as we stood there.  I was doing my best to pull myself up and down with my legs wrapped tightly around his waist and my arms around his neck.  Then with little warning I felt me orgasm building.  Ken was an expert and made me cum so easily.  Oh goodness me, how I came.  I held on to him so tightly.  I didn’t want this moment to end.  After a short while he eased me off his cock and set me down.  Our eyes met for the briefest moment then we were distracted by the shenanigans going on with the other three. 

Mary and Greg were having a 69er with Mary on the top while Darren was fucking her for all he was worth by the looks of it.

Ken and I just stood watching.  Ken was tight behind me stroking my naked body while I had both of my hands behind me.  I was holding his cock with one hand and rolling his balls around with the other.  Each time I squeezed his cock he gave a little sigh.

It looked like the other three were about to reach a crescendo.   Darren shouted out “Here it comes…here it comes” then I guess that he was pumping his man juice into Mary’s pussy.  It was a beautiful sight to see in the surreal glow of the moonlight and the light on the walking poles.

Darren eased back and flopped down on the grass while Greg kept lapping at Mary’s pussy.  After a short time, she also laid back.  The three of them looked well and truly fucked.  Ken was still standing behind me and his cock was getting harder.
Darren seemed to recover very quickly and asked his brother “How was she bro?”
“Why don’t you come and find out” Ken said. 
As quick as a flash Darren was on his feet and pushing up against me.  I was trapped between to hulking guys.  He kissed me hard on the lips.  Ken moved my hand from his cock and round to the front to Darrens cock.  I held it and after a couple of squeezes he was as rock hard as was Ken.  Darrens cock was a bit longer than Kens but not as fat. 
I managed to see off to the side that Greg and Mary were wrapped up in each other’s arms Kissing and touching and whatever.  So, it was going to be me and the two guys. 

Ken turned me around and pushed my head down to his cock.  I opened my mouth and his fat cock slid in easily.  I flicked my tongue around his wee hole then he was at the back of my throat.  In and out he went while he bunched up my hair to use as a handle on my head.
I felt Darren behind me, he had gone down on his knees and was pulling my cheeks wide apart as he tongued me from butt hole to clit and back again.  He seemed to linger longer at my butt hole than my clit.   After a few delirious moments he stood up, I felt his hands on my hips and his cock at my pussy then he was in, long and slowly as only a long cock can.  Each time that he pulled me back by the hips and onto his cock Kens cock would come out of my mouth.
Then Ken laid on the grass so I mounted him while looking into his face.  Darren came up behind me, I felt his bellend at the entrance to my butthole and then he was sliding into me.  Feeling full doesn’t come close.  This wasn’t my first rodeo with two cocks so I concentrated on relaxing.  Poor old Ken laying underneath us could barely move.  Darren got a steady rhythm going which gave me some respite.  I looked across to my side and I could see Mary laying on her tummy while Greg was between her legs banging away, I guessed that he was ass fucking.

During the night we never got much star gazing done. nor did we get to listen to the sounds of the forest but we all had a great time for sure.
I spent the entire night at the mercy of the two guys and I never got much sleep.
Greg spent the night with Mary.
A change is as good as a rest.

We have given Mary our address and phone details and maybe they will get up to see us sometime.

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Written by Malnwill

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