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Girl in a Tent
   By Romany
   (M/g)
   It was the girl's mother's fault; the fact that she went around the side
of the garage and engaged in quick sex with her brother-in-law Herb Green,
who was Tony's neighbor.  That started Tony Curran down a path he should
not have gone.  He got up to get a drink of water and heard the muted noise
from Herb's place.  Herb was hosting a number of relatives for a wedding
that had been held that Saturday afternoon.  The aftermath was clearly a
few drinks back at Herb and his wife Claire's to finish off the day.  But
Herb was now in a clinch with his stepbrother Kirk's wife Maureen.  Tony
stood at the small window in his hall near the top of the stairs, and
peered down at the two groping people between the fence and the side of
Herb's garage.  The pair Shielded from the house by the garage, yet evident
in the dull half light from the streetlamp some thirty feet away from. 
Tony watched intrigued seeing Maureen with her back pressed against the
garage wall while she and Herb kissed.  She was squirming and Tony figured
Herb had his hand up her dress.  After a few minutes, Maureen dropped to
her knees and Tony grinned as he knew Herb was getting a blow job.  After a
few more minutes, Herb got Maureen to stand and he quickly turned her to
face the garage wall.  Tony grinned as he saw Herb reach under the brazen
woman's dress and pull her panties down.  Within a trice, Herb was lining
up behind her as Maureen lowered her upper body so her back was nearer
horizontal than upright.  With her hands flat against the garage wall, Herb
began fucking his bleach blond sister in-law.
   "Son of a gun," Tony whispered to himself.  "She's definitely one hot
MILF.  Herb you dirty dog...and your sister in-law to!"
   Tony had met Maureen and her husband Kirk the day before when he had
taken two sleeping bags over for Herb to use as additional bedding for the
visitors.  He recalled the attractive Maureen was very friendly; over
friendly in the way she came inside his personal space.  She was a bit
weathered around the face but had a smoking body.  Tony had recalled both
Kirk and Herb's wife Claire had been quite reserved and he had detected
some atmosphere.  He now reasoned Kirk was less than impressed at Maureen
making such a fuss of Tony's generosity with the sleeping bags.  And Claire
was maybe annoyed Maureen was going on as if it was her idea, yet it was
Claire who had asked to borrow them.  Maureen had gushed `Tony was a
veritable Godsend'.  Tony learned the sleeping bags were for Lucy, who was
Maureen and Kirk's youngest daughter, and Allison, Herb and Claire's
daughter.  The two girls were about the same age; twelve, nearer thirteen.
The cousins were to sleep in a small hiker's tent Herb had erected on his
secluded back yard.  The yard was fenced off by six foot board boundary
fences on three sides, and the house and garage; likewise fenced from the
house to the side fences so the entire back yard was enclosed.
   "Come over and have a drink after we get home from the wedding," Maureen
had gushed.
   "We won't be home until late," Claire had said rather peeved Maureen was
playing up to Tony.  "Tony and Jill will be in bed by the time we get
home," she added, emphasizing Tony's wife Jill; to remind her brassy
sister-in-law that Tony was married.
   Jill was now fast asleep in bed as was their two teen sons Ben and
Bobby. Tony watched Maureen and Herb and soon realized Herb had cum and the
two slowly disengaged and then Maureen pulled her panties up and adjusted
herself.  The kissed briefly and Maureen left first; Tony hanging back a
few minutes and then following his lover around the back of the garage to
head back into the house.  Tony shook his head in dismay at Herb's
infidelity.  Claire was a lovely woman, if perhaps a little overweight. 
She'd clearly been a looker and it was unfortunate she had got a little to
heavy these past years.  Tony went downstairs to get his drink of water. 
It was just past midnight.  He went back upstairs and slipped into bed
beside Jill who was lying on her side with her back to him.  He wondered if
he could wake her and maybe get a little action, but decided to pass.  She
was never one to respond well to being woken for sex, although they had a
pretty good sex life.  He slept fitfully thinking about Herb banging his
sister-in-law Maureen against the garage.  Risky stuff seeing both their
spouses were presumably in the house.  And judging by Maureen's husband's
reaction when Tony was talking with her, he was pretty vigilant about his
brassy wife and other men.  Perhaps it was because there was only family at
the house, Kirk maybe thought he was safe and Maureen would not have anyone
to stray with.  Kirk clearly had not considered his half brother Herb.
   Tony had a half hard-on and decided not to waste it.  He slipped from
the bed and headed to the downstairs toilet.  It was as he was going past
the window from where he had spied Herb and Maureen, he saw a small shadowy
figure walking past the small tent and heading towards the house.  He
decided it was Herb and Claire's daughter Allison as the girl had short
hair.  He stood and watched her disappear behind the gable of the garage as
Tony peered down.  He glanced back at the dark shape of the tent where
presumably Maureen's daughter Lucy was.  He'd seen the girl's briefly when
he'd dropped the sleeping bags off.  She was pure jailbait, and had hung
around her mother when Tony spoke with Maureen.  The girl seemed to enter
into the banter with her mother and her father had told her to go and do
something or other in a clipped voice; clearly not happy his daughter was
likewise over-familiar with Tony.  Tony recalled the budding breasts and
the lithe body.  She had on a pair of light yellow canvas shorts and a
white top and she definitely looked like nubile jailbait; and she knew it
too.  Tony stood looking at the tent and idly stroked his cock through his
pajama bottoms.  He stood their reliving the scene of Herb and Maureen that
he had witnessed closer-in below him between the fence and garage earlier.
He must have stood there for about ten minutes; gently masturbating and
lamenting Herb getting to bang Maureen.  He looked at the tent in the dull
gloom of the moonlight; knowing the nubile Lucy was inside.
   It occurred to Tony that Allison should have returned by now if she'd
gone inside for a bathroom stop.  He thought about why she hadn't returned
and decided that outdoor sleeping was not for Allison.  He recalled when
Ben and Robbie were little, they hardly ever lasted a full night when they
had slept outdoors in a tent.  Allison was not coming back.  She was
probably jammed three in a bed with her parents by now.  Feeling flushed
from the arousal of his erection and the recall of Herb and Maureen, Tony
went downstairs and slipped out the back door.  He walked to the fence
between his and Herb's yards and peered over the top on tiptoe.  The tent
was directly opposite about ten feet from the fence.  At the back of his
yard he had a large wooden compost box where he put his lawn clippings.  He
was now not thinking straight.  It was bad enough his being outside at
three o'clock in the morning; peering into his neighbors yard where a
preteen girl lay asleep in a tent.  But not only that, he had a raging
hard-on and the girl in the tent was now the object of his irrational state
of excitement.  Tony slipped along the fence line to the compost box and
got up on the lid.  He could feel the warmth emanating from the lid due to
the recently deposited lawn clippings heating and decomposing.  The box was
doubled lined so there was only a slight odor of the composting grass.  He
slowly eased over the fence and landed on Herb's yard.  Creeping towards
the tent, he stopped just short and squatted.  Taking his cock and gently
masturbating.  He was no more than four feet from the girl within.
   "Is that you Allie?" a voice whispered from within.
   Tony froze.  She was awake and had detected he was there.
   "Allie...is that you?" the girl's whispered voice came again.
   Tony was trembling with excitement and fear.  What if she poked her head
out?  He was too big to be Allison and she might scream blue murder.  He
had to tell her it wasn't Allison and hope like hell she didn't over react.
   "No...it's Tony...Mr.  Curran from next door...I was concerned about you
and Allison," he whispered back.
   The fly of the hiker tent opened and Lucy pooped her head out.  He could
make out the surprised expression on her face in the pale moonlight.
   "Allie's gone," the girl said in a matter of fact tone.
   Tony heaved a sigh of relief.  She wasn't going to scream at the top of
her lungs.  He shuffled forward, still in a half squat, his hand covering
his cock poking through his pajama bottoms flies.
   "My goodness...where has she got to?" Tony said feigning alarm, as if
Allison had gone off the property.
   "Inside I think," Lucy said.  "We had a fight...sort of...an argument."
   "And argument?  It's three o'clock in the morning," Tony said in
surprise.  "You both should have been sound asleep."
   "I now," the girl said," making herself more comfy by leaning forward on
her elbows.  "We couldn't sleep."
   Her head propped the tent fly open so she could peer out at the shadowy
figure in the back yard.  Tony shuffled the last couple of feet up to the
tent.  Now confident he was shielded by the tent from the house.
   "Are you OK?" he asked softly; feigning concern.
   "Of course...why wouldn't I be?" she asked with a smile.
   "You must be lonely, all alone in there," he said.
   "No...it's OK," she answered casually.  "What are you doing here?"
   "Like I said...I was a little concerned about you...and thinking the
adults would all be sound asleep as they had a long day...and what with
drinking and things, I thought I'd check" he said.  "No one would wake
easily if you needed them," he added.
   She nodded, seemingly accepting his reason.
   "Actually I got up for a glass of water so I was awake anyway," he added
trying to explain what he as doing wondering about them in the dead of the
night.
   The gazed at each other for a moment or two; Tony was feeling a little
sheepish about his story.  But she seemed unperturbed.
   "Can I come in for a bit...see how you're sorted," he said looking at
the girl.
   She didn't answer but simply pulled back inside and held the fly open.
He shuffled into the tent; his erection still hard and poking out of his
flies.  But she hadn't seen it as he moved inside the tent.  Inside, she
let the fly go and he realized they were now right against each other; her
back to the side and his back to the door.  They stared at each other in
the dim light inside the tent.  He noted a look of expectancy on her face.
She as kneeling whereas he was squatting.
   "Which side were you on," he whispered, seeing the tangle of sleeping
bags.
   The floor of the tent was sown in to act as barrier from any dampness in
the grass.  Claire had laid down a rug as well.
   "There," she pointed.  "But it doesn't much matter now," she grinned. 
"Now that Allie's gone off in a huff."
   "What did you argue about?" he said with a smile.
   "Oh the usual...my mom and the way she speaks to men," se said candidly,
and moved towards the middle of the tent.
   "I think your mom is lovely...and very friendly with it," he said
generously; knowing her mom had banged her uncle no more than twenty feet
away.
   She nodded appreciatively and lay back on the sleeping bags; on hand
behind her head and the other loosely draped across her lower stomach.  Her
legs slightly parted.  He was astonished at her doing this because she
looked al the world as if she was waiting for something to happen.  He
didn't hesitate but moved up beside her and came out of his squat onto his
knees by her side.  His cock jutted out, hard and rampant as he was now
turned on by his situation.  Lucy hadn't yet seen it in the gloom.  Even in
the dim light in the tent, he could see her eyes were open wide watching
him.  As she stared at his face, probably wondering what the hell he was
doing here, he gently took her hand from her tummy and squeezed it gently.
She didn't pull away.  In fact she turned her hand and squeezed his hand
back.  Deciding she had no qualms about his touch, he slowly drew her hand
from her midriff to his stomach.  She moved a little as if getting more
comfortable and he felt her fingers gently pressure his lower abdomen.  The
kid had a fair idea about why he had moved her hand there.
   "I've got something for you," he whispered with a sly smile," he said
and he slowly shifted her hand down.
   Tony was now certain she wasn't going to react badly.  Her lying down
this way was provocative and he believed she wanted something to develop.
He moved her hand to his cock and he heard her gasp as her fingers felt it.
She lifted her head, and he could see the look of amazement on her face. 
But rather than recoil and pull away, perhaps scream she tightened her
fingers around it.
   "Just for you," he whispered.  "I saw Allison leave...you caused me to
be like this...just thinking about you being her," he said quickly.
   He saw her face and she was beaming at him as her fingers were now
slowly feeling his cock.
   "I'm glad," she whispered with a small giggle.  "Allie won't come back,"
she added.
   "That's good," he whispered, and he reached a hand to her nearest leg
and slid it up her thigh.
   She wore a pair of baggy boxer shorts and a tee shirt top with a red
heart on the chest.  He could see the small bumps of her budding boobs.  To
his delight she opened her legs a little and he saw the movement and zeroed
his hand in on her crotch.  She shifted her hips as a nervous reaction to
his hand cupping her preteen vulva but she quickly settled down, accepting
his touch.  For several minutes she lay and slowly jacked his cock.  Tony
repositioned his hand under the leg of her shorts and pushed up and felt
the bare flesh of her vulva.  She didn't seem at all perturbed and so he
slowly began insinuating a finger into her slit.  She responded by jacking
his cock more fervently and he had to stop her in case he cum.
   "I'm close," he chuckled.  "You know what men do when women do this," he
said as a general statement.
   "They shoot cum," she said with a small giggle.
   "They do," he laughed gently.  "And its close and I don't want this to
stop...so you better take five," he chuckled.
   She giggled impishly but stopped jacking although she did not release
his cock.  He reached under her tee shirt and found the waistband of her
boxer shorts.
   "Let's make you more comfortable," he said as he pulled at the shorts.
   Lucy didn't seem fazed and she lifted her hips and let him strip her
naked at the waist.
   "Oh you're so beautiful," he sighed, and rubbed his hand all around her
sex.
   Lucy smiled warmly and spread her legs wide.  He was surprised at how
brazen she was and it touched his mind briefly this kid was somewhat
experienced at what they were doing.  He felt her all over.  Ones hand
worked the sex and the other slipped under her tee shirt and played with
her small breasts and tiny pointy nipples.  After a few minutes he made her
sit up and she helped him remove the tee shirt.  She was naked.  As she was
still half sitting up and he was kneeling, without coaxing, she bent her
head down.  He realized she was gong to blow him and he held her upper body
to support her as she took his cock into her mouth.  The girl was not a
novice; Tony was convinced of that.  He put the kid's breezy involvement in
his discussion with her mother the day before in context.  She seemed
totally unabashed with men.  Her she was sucking his cock and stroking him
expertly.  He tried feeling her cunt again but sitting like this her thighs
were together.  She paused sucking and struggled to move one leg away to
give him better access.
   "Oh fuck," he couldn't help but say.  "You are fucking gorgeous," and he
rolled her back.
   Lucy groaned in complaint at having the cock slip from her mouth but as
he slipped a knee between her legs, she saw he was shaping up to kneel
between them so she spread her legs so her toes touched each side of the
small tent.  He moved back and she lost hold of his cock.  As his head
lowered between her legs, he slipped his hands under her thighs and up to
her sweet tight buttocks.  She lifted her hips and he went down on her. 
Not necessarily to bring her off by eating her out, but to slobber as much
saliva on her cunt as he could muster.  He was going to fuck her and she
would need some form of lube.  She lay and moved gently as his tongue slid
up and down her slit.  He moved a hand in close to her groin and gently
slid a finger into her as she became wetter from his mouth.  Eventually he
got two fingers in deep and by drooling more and more saliva, he got her
very wet.  He was ready.  Tony eased over her and rested on one elbow as he
pushed his cock into her groin.  To his delight she pulled her knees up and
spread them wider and then she slid both hands down to his cock.  He let
her take over and braced his weight on both hands now.  With the young girl
feeding his cock into her, Tony eventually buried himself balls deep; his
hairy ball sack slapping against her butt.  He still had his pajama bottoms
on.
   `Like mother like daughter,' he thought crudely.
   Tony fucked Lucy for nearly twenty minutes.  His cock had been in and
out of a state of erection nearly an hour from the time he had quietly
jacked himself in bed before getting up, and going out of the house.  He
fucked her missionary position and the girl locked her knees against his
hips and had her arms around his shoulders.  As a change, he eased back on
his knees and held her legs straight up so her toes nearly scraped the roof
of the tent.  As he slowly fucked her, controlling the urge to cum, he held
her ankles in one hand and used his free hand to feel his cock and her sex
lips stretched around its girth.  He massaged her breasts and tweaked her
nipples.  He tired of this so he bent her knees back and soon her legs were
bent back close into her torso; her feet waving in the air and she locked
her arms around her legs to hold her self open, completely exposed now. 
Tony fucked her more diligently.  All the while the little girl was making
small puffing and gasping noises as he fucked her.
   "Let's try something a little different," he puffed, and pulled slowly
out.
   He turned her on her stomach and then lifted her hips.  She knew what he
wanted and she drew up on all fours.  Tony positioned himself behind and
slid into her cunt.  He came this way.  Holding her hips and pulling her
back as he shoved into him.  He was astonished yet pleased that twelve year
old could take an adult cock to the hilt without any complaint.  She was
definitely no virgin.  He rose up on the soles of his feet briefly and
straddled her as he fucked her; his back pushing against the roof of the
tent.  Eventually easing back to his knees and wrapping his arms under her
midriff.  Holding her to him he fucked her in short sharp jabs and
eventually came hard; stifling his gasps and grunts as if the world would
hear.  He came harder than he thought he'd ever cum in his life; flooding
the little girl as he groaned and spewed forth inside of her.
   They lay beside each other; Lucy cuddled into him.  They dozed and
somewhere near the first light of dawn, Tony woke.  He'd best get out while
he had the cover of darkness, yet he was half hard and did not want to
waste this opportunity with this amoral young girl.  He'd done more than
enough to be locked up for good.  One more won't make it any worse.  He
pulled his pajama bottoms off and rolled her on her side and positioned his
cock at her cunt from behind.  She came out of her doze and realizing what
he was doing, bowed her body, pushing her butt back.  He went into her with
some difficulty.  His saliva long dried up and his cum having leaked from
her onto the sleeping bag under them.  He got in and for a few minutes
fucked her languidly on her side.  He was somewhat fatigues so he rolled
her right over so her arm pressed the side of the tent.  Pulling her feet
more towards the centre, he fucked her doggie fashion once more.  Lucy's
head now butting the side of the tent making it bulge.  The tent vibrated
gently as he fucked her.  The girl's body shoving her head against the
nylon fabric as he fucked her from behind.  He came hard a second time and
slumped half over her; slowly easing out of her.  She turned with a broad
grin on her face and saw he was naked at the waist.  She quickly turned and
went down on him looking up at him with an impish grin as she suckled him
clean; rubbing his cock lovingly against his face.  This was deliberate and
practiced for his benefit.  Someone had taught her this; she had definitely
done this before and probably more than once judging by her expertise.
   "I have no idea where you learned this," he chuckled.  "I'd love to find
out more, but I have to go," he said indicating it was getting light.
   "Don't ask about anyone else and I won't tell about you," she said
sweetly between final sucks on his cock.
   "Brilliant answer," he whispered and for the first time since he came
into the tent, he kissed her tenderly.
   Holding her and twining her long brown hair in his hands as he held her
head.  He broke the kiss and slipped back.
   "I'd better go.  It's nearly daylight," he said quietly.
   She groped around for her tee shirt and boxer shorts, as he slipped
backwards out of the tent.
   "See you beautiful," he said softly.  "Our secret."
   "Our secret...bye," she said pulling the tee shirt over her upper body.
   He caught a glimpse of her hairless slit between her legs as she sat
dressing.  He pulled his pajama bottoms on once he was outside and slipped
to the corner of Herb's yard to the fence.  The rails the boards were
nailed to were on Herb's side so he used them as a step to climb and slide
over the top and onto his compost box lid.  He walked back to the house as
the sun slowly began to come up over the horizon.  Inside he had a drink of
water and went into the downstairs bathroom and wiped his cock and groin.
He went upstairs and slipped back into bed.  Jill rolled sleepily against
him.  She opened her eyes and looked dreamily at him.
   "Where have you been?" she asked sleepily.
   "Downstairs for a drink; I couldn't sleep," he answered wondering how
long she had noticed he had been gone.
   She nodded sleepily, obviously only recently having detected she was
alone in bed.
   "I missed you," she said with a knowing grin, and reached for his cock.
   `Oh Christ,' Tony thought in dismay.  `She wants a dawn breaker'.
   The foreplay was particularly engaging that Sunday morning.  Tony ate
her out for as long as he could to allow himself time to recoup some
semblance of an erection.  He brought her off so she was near comatose with
enjoyment at being eaten so expertly by her husband.  He mounted her
missionary position and she clung to him and mumbled "I love you" sleepily
as he fucked her.  He cum eventually but with a reduced flow of semen since
he'd fed himself twice into the preteen next door over the last three
hours.
   ***
   "God look at this sleeping bag," Jill had said after Claire had left
after returning the sleeping bags.  "It's stained," she said peering at the
stain on the bag.  "What is it?" she said half to herself half as a
question to Tony.
   "Probably food of some sort," Tony said looking at the stain on the
maroon bag.
   "It looks like semen," she said a little incredulously.  "Claire said
Allison and her cousin were using these," she said still puzzled, and now a
little disgusted she had deduced what it was without actually knowing. 
"How on earth would semen get on the bag?"
   "Nah it couldn't be," he said.  "It's probably mayo or something," he
added knowing she was right, and knowing how it had got there.
   "I wouldn't put it past it being semen," she said.  "That sister in-law
Maureen is some sort of hot tart so Claire was saying."
   "Don't be ridiculous," Tony laughed.  "Who the hell would she
screw...they're all related.  And in a tent?"
   She looked at him and thought about what he had said.
   "I suppose you're right," Jill said somewhat relieved Tony had come up
with a reason it might not be semen.  "You're probably right.  The girls
were probably eating food out in the tent.  It's probably mayo as you say.
No matter, into the washing machine," she said and stuffed the sleeping bag
inside and sprinkled soap powder in and set the washer going.
   "They're a weird lot those relatives of Herb and Claire's," she said as
she made coffee.  "Claire said that Maureen is a real worry around men,"
she said with a disapproving look.
   "What was that honey?" he said casually flicking through the Sunday
paper.
   Jill looked at him blankly not believing he hadn't heard he comment
about the forward woman.  But she did not push on with her thought; she
shrugged her shoulders and turned to get the milk from the fridge.  He
often didn't listen.
   The End
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