“Goddammit.” My friend Chuck said as he came out of the trees at the edge of our campsite. “One of the best things about camping is the ability to go pee in the wilderness at will. I feel sorry for the ladies who never get to experience it.”

“Whatever.” Anne shot back sarcastically, throwing a little pebble at him. “Women can pee in the wilderness if we they want to. We're usually just too classy.” Anne was my girlfriend. We’d recently moved in together. She was only recently starting to explore her sexuality.

“Bull.” Chuck replied. “I bet you've never peed outside the day in your life.”

“I absolutely have.”

He laughed at her. “Fine, I want to see it! I want to see you pee in the wilderness.”

“Fine!” Anne stood up and started to walk into the woods.

“Not now!” He exclaimed. “It's pitch black out there. Can’t see anything. Nothing would be proved! Do it tomorrow. In broad daylight. In the middle of the hike we’d planned.”

“Can anyone watch?” Anne’s friend Emma asked. She'd been quiet through the whole conversation and we'd forgotten that she was there for the most part. “I've never seen a woman pee either.”

“Fine” Anne snapped. “No problem.”

The next day we set out for the hike pretty early in the morning. Anne was wearing the most incongruous hiking outfit I'd ever seen. A very light summer dress, big floppy sun hat, and heavy hiking boots. I asked her if she intended to go through with it. “Just watch me.” She said.

The meadow was actually pretty close by. The walk to it was short. Too short. We got there and everybody turned to look at Anne expectedly. She blushed.

“Not now. It's too early. I don't have to go. I'll do it on the way back.”

Chuck snorted, “Whatever, you're just hoping to get out of it. You'll never do it.”

The hike itself was pretty long, and it was a very hot day. By the time we got to the end of the trail we were pretty tired. We rested for a bit, had a late lunch and then went back down the path. By the time we got to the meadow again it was already late in the afternoon. The sun was scorching and we were all tired and sweaty. Nevertheless we all stalked up to the meadow and stared at Anne expectantly.

She blushed again.

She walked out into the meadow until we were pretty far away from the trail. She looked around, crouched slightly and lifted up her sundress. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her normally well-groomed pubic hair had gotten a little bushy while we were camping.

Everyone leaned in a little closer. And stood there seemingly frozen. Nothing happened except her blush deepened.

She whispered softly, “I can't.”

Chuck looked at her and laughed a little. “I knew you couldn't pee outside. Too proper for that!”

“No.” She answered. Her voice was very soft. We had to lean closer to hear her. “I can't pee because I'm too horny. Having you all watch me is getting me aroused. Very aroused.” She was beat red by now. It was hard to tell if it was the hot sun or her deep embarrassment. Emma giggled.

“Oh.” Chuck responded. He didn't seem to know where to go from there.

“Wait.” Anne said. She licked her fingers and slid them down between her legs. Everyone seemed to take a deep breath at the same moment. Anne slide her fingers into her pussy. She spread herself, spread her moisture around, got her lips soaking wet. She crouched deeper, and focused on her clit. She started to take deep breaths. Struggling to hold herself up. Chuck stepped over to give her a hand to help her steady herself. “Back off.” She whispered at him. “This is a peep show only. No touching.” Chuck backed away, leaving Anne to wobble unsteadily.

It didn't take her long. She was gasping deeply, trying to keep her voice down so she didn't attract attention from the trail. Suddenly her body tensed. She drove her fingers deep into her pussy and bit her lip as a wave of pleasure rolled through her body. She rocked back-and-forth for a few moments, then slowly drew her fingers out. They were soaking wet. With a mischievous smirk she looked at us and licked the clear cum off her fingers.

She crouched again and took a wider stance. Her eyes seemed to glaze over as she focused on her body. We all waited with anticipation. Nothing happened.

“Goddammit.” She swore again. “I just can't do it in front of people.” She let her sundress fall back down. Chuck walked over and kissed her softly on the cheek.

“Don’t worry. It was more than enough. Thank you.” He walked back towards the trail.

Emma walked over. Gently touched Anne’s cheek. Then placed hands on either side of her face and kissed her full on the lips. Hard. She slipped her tongue into Anne’s mouth and tasted the faint salt of Anne’s pussy left there.

“Perfect.” She said and walked away.

The Chronology of Anne