When you have sex at a campout, you're basically having public sex--because nobody is seperated from anyone else by anything more than two layers of fabric...
Once I and my girlfriend at the time--a very demure and devout single mom--were making love in her tent the last night of a campout. People camped around us were already starting to pack up and get a head start on striking camp the next day, and I noticed that as there were more and more voices around the tent, she started getting wilder and more vocal...
...and I was so into her and the moment, that while some part of me was thinking "gee, you really ought to be embarassed by this," I just couldn't feel it...
She was on top of me, grabbing onto some ropes that were hanging from the tent frame (for an entirely unrelated purpose, OK?
) and working her way up to what promised to be a truly spectacular orgasm, when suddenly a car pulled up with its headlights shining full on the tent. The lighting on her was art-house-erotica dramatic, and it projected a silhouette of her on the far wall that I realized was just as good as, if not better than a mirror...
...when I realized that
everyone on the far side of the tent could see that silhouette too.
And I said something to that effect to her, trying in a clumsy way to spare her any embarassment, then realized I'd done JUST the opposite by making her aware of the sitation...
...at which point, my God, how she
came. And came, and came again. I did too, somwhere in there, but it was like setting off an M-80 in the middle of the Battle of Waterloo: important if you happened to be right under it, but otherwise kinda lost in all the noise.
That night, she didn't want to let me go. And I didn't want her to--even when my eyelids were droooing, nothing else was. But I realized I had to strike camp the next day and drive home, and I absolutely needed some sleep to do that, so I managed to make my excuses, with a thousand (quite sincere) protestations of affection and devotion...
Anyway, long story short, she ended up dumping me for a guy I've known for 25 years, just after he kicked his wife out and took the house and kids. Apparently he was a better Christian than me.
It's a funny old world, you know?