I felt the lick of her tongue first. Vicki's hot, eager little tongue. She licked slowly up the lower side of my cock, making it jump. Making me jump.

My eyes popped open. I'd woken from a dream I couldn't remember, and I didn't want to go back, because what was happening felt so very nice.

I gasped as her tongue was replaced by her lips. She kissed me. Short little pecks that would almost be innocent if it wasn't for the part of my body she was paying attention to. Little sweet kisses that worked their way along the trail blazed by her tongue.

Her eyes met mine, and confirmed I was awake. She grinned, turned back to what she was doing, and carefully slid the tip of my cock between her lips. I jumped again.

Looking around I slowly took in a little more information, though my real concentration was undoubtedly on what Vicki was doing to me. I was lying on the open sleeping bag, on the camp stretcher, on my back. I was still completely naked. Vicki was lying on her stomach beside me, but had turned herself around, so while her head was engulfing my erection so nicely, most of her body was up here with me.

I turned my head to the side, and gently kissed the nearest naked buttock. Vicki must have lost the panties at some point, and her smooth skin felt wonderful. She lifted her head when I kissed her, and gave me a quizzical look. She lifted her body a little, at the knees, and I realised what she wanted. I helped her as best I could, and she lifted the nearer leg up and over my head, and lowered it on the other side. Vicki's knees were bent and the rest of her body was now resting on mine.

She returned most of her attention to my cock, and helped the work her mouth was doing by taking my balls and massaging them in one hand while the other wrapped the lower part of my shaft, and stroked, just the way I wanted her to. I shook my head to distract myself just a little, and paid some attention to the dark thatch poised above my face. Vicki's wetness was waiting, and became the target of my eager tongue. The familiarity I'd gained the previous day was only a little help. I was approaching her from the other direction this time, but somehow it worked out. We met, joined, and started to move.

Her softness was hot and slippery above me, and she eagerly pressed herself against my mouth. My tongue explored as best it could, but the shivers I got whenever I touched her clitoris made it clear what she wanted. Her lovely lips and tongue straddled and delighted my cock. I did my best to return the favour, flicking and sucking on her without hesitation, loving the taste and the smell of her as she pressed close.

We undulated there in the tent as one beast, sliding our naked bodies against each other, pressing and licking. My hands found their way to Vicki's spine, then the small of her back, finally her lovely ass, and she encouraged me with her movements. My fingertips slid between the mounds and down the sweaty crevice between, and as one finger slid across the tight pucker there, she jumped, sucked me harder inside her mouth, and pressed herself as best she could against my finger.

I wasn't at all sure what I was doing, but it didn't seem to matter. My tongue lapped at her clit, and a fingertip explored behind her, gently rubbing back and forth, pressing against the resistance I found. She moaned and moved faster. Even my limited experience was enough that I knew she was very close to coming. I must have been just as close myself. If it hadn't been for my being asleep for the first part of the exercise, I'd surely have come already.

I just kept licking, sucking, and gently exploring, and then Vicki came, clamping her legs on both sides of my head. It wasn't like the previous time. No huge explosions. Just a long sighing release - deep and final. I was more than ready myself, and I lifted my hips, thrust them at Vicki's face so she would know, and when she didn't hesitate I came with her lips on me, spurting helplessly into her mouth as she shivered with her own release.

I was feeling too good to be terribly surprised when she swallowed as best she could, and then cleaned up the remainder with her tongue. She lifted her face then, and looked back at me again.

"Hey sexy. Have a good sleep?"

"I did. And the wake-up call was exceptional."

"Good. Notice we didn't need tissues?"

"God, yes."

" I don't like to leave a mess."

"I'll try to remember. In the meantime, how about turning around, and coming up here?"

"I already did."

"Huh?"

"I already came up there."

"Oh. Yes, I noticed."

"Just as well." She lifted herself from me, hopped off the stretcher, turned around, and laid on top of me again, her hands on my shoulders, her breasts pressed into my chest, her lips on mine.

I didn't say anything else for a moment. I couldn't. I just kissed and held her, sliding my hands idly up and down her spine, enjoying the shiver as I slid over the small of her back.

"Oh, I like that, Paul."

"I noticed."

"Yeah. When I'm... well, you know, ready, I like what you were doing before, but now, afterwards, this is wonderful. Remember this for your real girlfriend."

"I don't have one."

"You will."

"God, where would I find the time?"

"Yeah, that's true just now. Want to talk, sleep or fuck?"

"I'm half convinced I'm asleep now."

"Should I get off?"

"Not unless you want to. You sleepy?"

"Not especially, Paul. I'm a girl."

"Oh, yeah."

"You hadn't noticed?"

"I think I did. I can tell the difference."

"Oh, even with your eyes shut?"

"Especially... " I paused, and ran my hands down her spine again. "Especially with my eyes shut, Vicki."

"Oh, God. Just do that for a few minutes, and then I'll let you sleep."

---

"Do you mind? We have shopping to do!"

I woke as Steph and Heather pushed their way into the tent. Both were properly dressed in jeans and shirts. I was my usual just-awake self. "Huh?"

Steph answered while Heather slapped Vicki's bare ass. "Shopping, remember? For tonight?"

"Oh, yeah."

Vicki lifted her head from my chest and smiled at the girls. "Ooh, shopping." Then she looked up at me. "Morning, Honey."

"Hey, you."

"They have no manners. You know that? Here we are, innocently naked, and they just barge..."

"Innocent? Hardly. You both reek of sex."

Vicki shook her head. "That's just me. I had to do it all myself. He just lay there."

"I did not!"

"Well, it seemed that way. I don't know what Steve sees in you." She was still grinning at me, and wriggled up far enough to give me a kiss.

Steph couldn't resist butting in. "Well, he seemed to have the necessary goods. I can't tell for sure now, because you're covering them up."

Vicki turned to her. "You want a piece?"

"Not now. Don't be such a tramp."

"Me? What's with you?"

Heather laughed and slapped Vicki's ass again. "Ladies, ladies. Shopping, remember?"

"Oh, yeah," Steph and Vicki said at once.

Steph leaned over closer and kissed Vicki. "Listen Sis, all jokes aside, you need a shower before we go." She looked at me. "You, too."

"Well get out, and perhaps we can get something on and go inside."

"No need for that. I've scouted the area. No natives. Just run in like that."

"You're kidding."

"Nah."

Vicki grinned up at me. "I will if you will, my protector."

"God. Well, won't we need something to wear afterwards?"

Heather hoisted the bag in her hand. "These are for Vicki."

Steph lifted a hand in the air, looking up briefly as her fingers lifted the roof of the tent. "Oops. Listen, can I go through your things while you are showering?"

"What?"

"For clothes. I think you need some assistance."

"I just have jeans and stuff."

"I know, but I might find your porn."

"I don't have any porn."

"That should be boring then. Shower. Move it. We'll bring the clothes in."

Vicki scrambled from on top of my body to the floor of the tent, and then crawled out the door. Wondering what in hell I was doing, yet again, I followed her, paying no notice to the comments on my now visible but thankfully not aroused genitals. I ignored them, but don't think for a moment that I didn't hear them.

We both sprinted up the back steps to the house. I hoped Steph was correct. I'm not entirely sure running into the house with a naked girl is within even Sally's standards of allowable behaviour. As it turned out, there was no need to worry. The place was deserted.

I closed the door behind us, and turned to show Vicki the bathroom, but she wrapped her hands around me and kissed me soundly. "Thanks for last night, sweetie."

"Oh, thank you, Vicki."

"And this morning."

"It was nothing. You said."

"Oh, no it was definitely something. I want to make sure you knew I was kidding when I told the girls just now. You were wonderful."

"I feel reassured. Thanks."

"You feel excited."

"Oh, sorry."

"Don't be. Where's the bathroom, sexy?"

"This way."

The shower was a simple arrangement above the bathtub, with a silly floral curtain to keep the water off the bathroom floor. I started the water while Vicki used the toilet next door, and then we swapped.

By the time I got back she was under the hot shower, and trying to turn it down a little.

I reached past her to tinker with the taps. "Sorry Vicki. It's a little temperamental. That better?"

"Mmhmm, yes. Oh, you mean the water? Yes, thanks."

"Best to get clean quickly, Vicki. The hot water could run out at any moment, depending if Mike and Sally both used it this morning."

"Got it. How about you wash my hair then?"

I did as requested. Vicki stood facing the stream of water, washing the front of her body, and then when she straightened again I stood behind her and lathered her hair. I had a great view of her breasts from there, she looked gorgeous as always, and I couldn't help but respond. Vicki pressed herself to me carelessly, and my cock slid up and down the small of her back.

After her hair was rinsed off we swapped places, and Vicki stood behind me, and returned the favour. She had to reach up a little, but the feel of her hands massaging my head as her soapy breasts pressed against my back was wonderful. I stood there after my hair was clean, and just enjoyed the feel of her body against mine.

Vicki's now unoccupied hands found their way to my hips, and then my erection. She wrapped her fingers around it, and started to stroke it.

"You like this, Paul?"

"God, yes."

"It's not sore or anything? I was... well there was this boy. He didn't like me to touch his for a whole day afterwards."

"He must have been nuts."

"He was, but not just that way."

"Oh dear."

"Yeah." She had a finger and thumb from each hand surrounding my cock, and her rhythm was enticing. I knew this wasn't going to take long.

"Like this?"

"I've died and gone to heaven."

"No yet, you haven't."

"Very soon." She kept stroking, and increased the pace at just the right moment.

"Oh, Christ."

"Already?"

"How can you tell? Yeah, almost."

"Instinct. Plus you get hot, and start saying religious stuff."

"I do?"

"Uh huh. And you twitch. Come for me?"

"Well, since you... Oh, God!" I exploded, my come arching up into the air and down into the swirling water. I think the amazing thing was that Vicki was doing just what I would have done, but was doing it so much better.

I turned as she slipped her hand off the end of my cock, and pulled her to me. Our lips found each other at the same time as the door opened and the water went cold.

We both leapt from the bathtub, splashing water all over the place, including on Steph.

She jumped backwards towards the open doorway, "Oh, you bastards!"

Vicki laughed and flicked her with more water. "Serves you right. What are you doing in here?"

Steph lifted the bag she held in one hand, and my jeans and shirt in the other. "Clothes. I was trying to be nice."

"Nosy, more like it."

"Oh, like I've never seen you give a hand-job before."

"You were spying!"

"Just checking he was looking after you." She turned to me. "Which you weren't!" She grinned and waggled her finger at me.

"God, Steph," I said. "Get us some towels, would you?"

"Oh? Where?"

"Linen cupboard. Out there, to the right."

She dropped the clothing on a dry patch of floor and ran out the door. Vicki looked up at me. "You did fine, stud. I don't much like to come in the shower."

"No?"

"Uh uh. I fall over." She grinned again. "Now you know that, of course you'll know to hold me if the opportunity comes up again."

"Right."

Steph reappeared. "These ones?"

"Yeah, fine. Thanks. Now bugger off."

"Hey!"

I stepped up to her, pressed my naked wet body against her mostly dry clothes, and kissed her firmly on the lips. Her arms wrapped around my chest, and she returned the kiss thoroughly. I removed my lips from hers and looked down at her. "Thanks for the clothes, and the towels, and everything else. Now just let us get dressed."

"I don't mind being told off like that."

"No? Well get out, and I'll thank you again later."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Vicki flicked her towel at her, and Steph backed out of the room. "Fruit juice?"

"Please," we both responded.

We mostly behaved while we dressed, and then headed out to the kitchen. It turned out that Heather had been busy, and there was toast and jam ready for us when we got there, along with the juice that Steph had poured.

Heather grinned at me when I appeared. "Sorry, Paul. I told her to stay here, but you know what she's like."

"I'm beginning to see. Don't worry. Say, have you been thanked this morning?"

"Huh? What for?"

"Breakfast, of course. Come here."

I stunned myself then. I pulled Heather close, and kissed her almost as thoroughly as I had managed with Steph. She didn't help, but she didn't resist either, and I could tell she wasn't upset.

The sisters cheered, and then clapped. I'd gained a few more bonus points in their eyes. Heather was smiling but quiet, and waved us all at the food.

The four of us sat down and ate. I don't think I'd ever been some comfortable in the company of girls, and I just listened to the conversation rattle around while I polished off a considerable quantity of toast and juice.

When we finished we cleaned up and the girls insisted we write a note to Sally thanking her for letting us ransack her kitchen. That seemed a bit daft to me, and I said so. The girls just shook their heads at me and did it anyway, adding my name to the note with theirs.

The next thing, I was wedged in the back of Heather's VW with Steph, and she was giving me what she called a welcome kiss. She'd said it was compulsory. Mid-kiss I stopped, pulled my face back, and spoke. "Ahhh... hold on guys. We've forgotten something."

Vicki grabbed her own chest. "Nope, bra and shirt."

Heather looked down. "I'm alright."

Steph looked at me. "Do I look half dessed?"

"No, no. The money. Sally was going to leave it in the urn."

"Oh, yeah, we might need that."

Heather turned. "I'll get it. You're stuck there. What urn?"

"The big one in the hallway. On the table. Just lift the lid and look inside."

"I should just bring it all?"

"The money? Yeah."

"Yes, of course the money. You think I was going to go shopping with an urn?"

"Right."

"Hold on." Heather opened the door and got back out of the car, and ran back to the house.

"She has," Vicki said from the front passenger seat, "The cutest ass."

"No," Steph interrupted from beside me. "Paul does."

"Well, yeah, but I mean girl ass."

"Yeah, well I prefer boy ass."

"We all know what you prefer."

"Do we?"

They were still arguing about it when Heather returned with an envelope of cash. She got in the car again, then turned her head back to me. "Here you go. Umm... can I ask something?"

"Sure."

"Well, Sally and Mike. Do they have a good sex life?"

"I imagine so. Why do you ask?"

"It's just... I've never seen so many condoms. They must be at it like rabbits."

Heather started the car and I explained while the twins laughed endlessly.