canoe trip 2

[roughedges]

Next morning all four of us were feeling a little sheepish. The only thing that stopped last night from being a perverted orgy was two think strips of nylon
of the tents.
I also noticed that both women were
dressed a little more provocatively. Jen had on a tight fitting white t-shirt and I could see clearly that she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see her bare nipples clearly through the fabric. I also knew that
the first waves breaking over the bow would leave her virtually topless. Jen also had on a tight and very short red shorts. Cheryl not to be outdone wore a skimpy bikini bottom that showed off her shapely ass and a cut off black tee shirt that showed off her flat stomach. It was also obvious by the bounce in the walk
that she wasn't wearing a bra. I guess both women were continuing the competition from last night, only in a
different mode.
We had just finished lunch and were back on the river for about an hour when I noticed some large black clouds. We were high in the mountains and it was early July and sudden and fierce storms were not unusual. I drifted until Andrew and Jen caught up with us. "We
had better tie up, it looks like we're in for a rough night. We continued down the river when the rain hit with a vengeance. I finally saw a safe campsite and
pulled in. We worked frantically in the down pour setting up the tents. When we were finished you could see right through Jen t-shirt. "I guess it's banek and
cheese and for dinner tonight" I yelled as I tossed a package to Andrew. I watched Andrew and Jen crawl into their tent and went to join Cheryl.
After we finished eating we sat quietly in our tents listening to the crash of lightening and thunder and
the pounding rain. I heard Jen voice through the storm. "What are you guys doing?", she yelled. Chery answered "Why don't you come over and visit, we've got plenty of room in this tent". Within seconds Andrew and Jenny were standing at our tent door. Andrew was
holding a bottle of Canadian Club rye whiskey. He grinned "thought you could use something to warm you up". We passed the bottle around and everyone began to get a little tipsy. Eventually the talk turned to sex. Where was the strangest place you ever did it, turn ons, turn offs, funniest moments. We were all laughing when Jenny brought the subject of fantasies up. Cheryl giggled, and I could tell the rye was getting to her "You know what Peter likes?" she slurred. I said "Cheryl", I could feel my face getting red. Jen was quick "no tell us, tell us, tell us" she repeated. Even though I was
scowling at her Cheryl blurted out "women fighting turns him on". "Andrew too"Jen shouted and both women
fell into a fit of giggles. Cheryl quit first and went to the middle of the tent on her knees. "Well gentlemen would you like to see me tame this big saggy titted bitch" she teased. Jen questioned "what do you
mean saggy titted?" But she shrugged and let it go and joined Cheryl on her knees in the center of the tent. "Ya, guys do you want to see me spank this slut's
ass?" she asked. Both Andrew and I could not speak. Jen looked straight into my eyes and asked "well, Peter what do you want". I gulped and my voice broke
when I responded "fight my wife". Cheryl asked Andrew the same question "His response was the same". Both
women looked at each other. We all froze and a flashof lightening lit the inside of the tent.
"What do you think?" asked Cheryl. "I don't know, we wouldn't really hurt each other, ---- would we?" asked Jen. Andrew saw an opening -- a chance to make a dream
come true "ya a way of passing the time during thishellish storm", he offered.
Cheryl said "I will, if you will?" Jen laughed "what the hell" and turning to us men commanded "men leave
and allow the women to prepare for the battle" 'Yes offered Cheryl "leave". Andrew and I shrugged and
walked out into the rain.
We scurried to Andrew's tent and waited for the ladies to summon us. "I can't
believe this is going to happen" stated Andrew. "Oh I hope they're not kidding" I whispered. Soon we heard the ladies call us back. I couldn't believe my eyes when I walked back into the tent. Cheryl was dressed in short white t shirt and
black panties. Jen was wearing a short black t shirt and red panties. Both were not wearing bras. I looked a gulped. It was all I had hoped for and more. Cheryl commanded us - men sit -- do not interfere. "We will battle to see who is the best women in the tribe" added Jen. The women were obviously building their own
fantasy. I noticed that they had arranged sleeping bags and pillows in the center of the tent as a make shift wrestling surface. They approached each other on their
knees. Although, the tent was just big enough to stand up in the center, the fight would have to be fought in a kneeling position. As the women got to the center of the ring they hesitated---each unsure of how to initiate contact. "What are you waiting for bitch," challenged Cheryl. "Get your little tits over here" and take your medicine" snarled Jen. I knew the breast
comparison was beginning to wear a little thin with Cheryl. Both women continued to hesitate when a large clap of thunder and a blinding flash of lightening
shook and lit the tent. As if that was a signal they had been waiting for the two women slapped together. They wrapped their arms around each other in a bear
hug and attempted to throw each other to the floor. I heard their grunts of effort. I watched Jen ass cheeks clamp into balls of muscle as she fought. Both ladies
had their knees spread wide and I could clearly see their mounds. I even noticed that a few wisps of hair had escaped from the sides of Jen panties. The women
continued to struggle, grunting and groaning with effort.

[Fan Club]

Another excellent chapter!