We found a private spot on a lake and pitched our tent. I drank a ton of water while we set up camp, and by time we were done, I had to pee. We were a...ay from the public campground and surrounded by thick woods, so we didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing us.“Want to see me pee like a dog?”Marcus smiled and nodded.I laid a blanket on the ground, took off every stitch of clothing, and got down on all fours. I spread my bare pussy lips apart with my fingers and turned my head back to watch. A. With Samantha waiting her turn.My chair tipped back too much and I discovered how far it was to the floor."Ack!" That was me."Ack!" That was all three girls."Brian! Are you all right?" Rhonda screamed as she ran to me. Realizing I'd actually fallen, Donna and Samantha quickly joined her. Rhonda cradled my head against her breasts. I closed my eyes and tried to memorize the sensation of her skin against my cheek. "You're home!" Rhonda said, as though it was a new discovery. I flicked my eyes. This had never occurred to either woman before and they giggled about it. With the knowledge that in anonymity she could at least watch in privacy there was a potentially secret world of sex open to her.Months passed with much laughter at descriptions of size, some curvature and the merits of male circumsion but the shared knowledge that intense and prolonged excitement was being achieved by a friend.There was an inevitability that the anonymous online sex might be explored. Her friend. The shifting shadows of the flickering fire obscured their faces, but displayed every muscle and sinew of their bodies, each slightly different, but perfect in every physical way a man's body could be imagined. She moaned quietly as her vision became more real to her, now narrated by her own inner voice. 'All those men - all those perfect men - all of them for me. So many of them - big, hard, throbbing - so much sex - all for me - for me - all for me...' Her body burned for them. Every nerve.