Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. List of Characters and the role they play: Bob Murphy: Better known as 'Murphy' by everyone. He owns a small business that has sky rocketed to the top of the sales charts in his industry. He wants to sell out and retire at 34. He wants to buy a big RV and see America. He does. This is his story, he tells it himself, in his own words. Murphy loves beer, sex, freckles and butts. Jerry Murphy: Murphy's brother, he's ten years younger and very smart, an 'Uh Oh' baby. Meghan Robertson: The extremely beautiful, sexy 34 y.o. that's getting a divorce. Robby Robertson: Meghan's fourteen y.o. son that girls are just noticing. Brenda Jones: One of five friends from a Catholic Girls School, on a camping trip. Kathy Miller: One of the five happy campers. They are too young to buy beer. Josie Garcia: Another happy camper. They find a way to get beer. Marley Barker: Another happy camper that is HOT blooded and eager to explore. Sue Sparks: The fifth happy camper, the smallest of the campers but most eager. Ellen Young: 22 y.o. Local girl working at Camp Store for the summer, she has freckles. 'Murphy' loves freckles; he loves to connect the dots too. Karen Blackwell: An 18 y.o. old high school grad that's camping with her cousin. Barbara Cole: The bitchy cousin of Karen Blackwell. Angelina Gonzalez: 22 year old Mexican that works for and sleeps with 'Murphy'. Gloria Gonzalez: 23 year old sister of Angelina, she sleeps with 'Murphy' too. Jonas MacGuire: Multi-millionaire that wants Murphy's business, at any cost. Kelly MacGuire: Jonas' daughter that's taking over for daddy; has the power to buy Murphy's business, and is afraid she's about to lose the deal. Codes: MF, Mf, mf, ff, oral, Chapter One I'd been working eight to ten hours a day, seven days a week, since I started this little business four years ago; and now that I had it going good, I was gonna take a few days and catch my breath. I got my younger brother, Jerry, to come in and keep things going for me while I took off for a five day trout fishing trip up on Sylamore Creek, a tributary of the White River, in north central Arkansas. I was still scared to spend any big money on myself; so I rented a bumper-pull, pop-up camper, and packed my duds. I didn't have to take much; just a pair of jeans, and my shit kicking boots, in case I went into town one night. Of course I took four extra pair of camp shorts; the ones with all the pockets on the legs, front and back. I have a pair of slip-on deck shoes I wear when I wade out in the shallows; river fishing. I packed a few more shirts, and my flip-flops, and I was now ready. I picked up the camper from the rental place, on my way out of town, and headed for the hills. I had never been up to Sylamore Creek Camp Grounds, but I read where it was just five miles from the town of Mt. View; where all the 'Folk Music' is played down at the town square on Saturday nights, by the locals. I stopped on the way, and bought a couple of cases of Miller Lite, and a bottle of Crown Royal, and a case of Cokes in the can. There were 'dry counties' ahead, and I was in the mood to be 'wet' for a few days. You can take that any way you want to, 'cause I was planning on being 'wet, ' just about any way you can imagine. I had stopped at the last liquor store I know of, before I got out of the 'wet counties', and stocked up. Arkansas is fucked up on 'wet' counties, and 'dry' counties; as well as 'private' clubs, and alcohol sales on Sundays. I filled both coolers with ice, to make sure I had all my drinks iced down, to get cold, before I drove that last eighty miles or so. I was coming out of the liquor store, with my cart loaded, and was nearly ran down by a bunch of laughing screaming young girls in an old convertible. I dodged the car with my shopping cart full of beer and alcohol, and scowled at them until I saw they were all wearing shorts and halters, and laughing and having a good time. Then I smiled real big. I emptied my beer in one of the coolers, and poured ice cubes all over it; I put my Cokes in the other one, and iced them down too. Just as I was about to pull out of the parking lot, two of the girls ran out the door, and over to where I was. I rolled the window down on my silver Chevy Silverado, and asked if I could help them. "They won't let us buy any beer, and we're headed up to the river for the weekend, would you buy us three cases?" One girl asked. That wasn't a halter top; it was a bikini top, and they all had them; some covered a lot, some barely covered anything. "How old are all of you, and you better tell me the truth. Because I'll want to see some driver's licenses, if I think you're lying." I looked them over, figuring them to be seventeen, or nineteen, and maybe even in college. "I am the oldest by three months, and I am eighteen; my name is Brenda. Marley and Kathy here are both eighteen, too; Sue and Josie are in the store, and they are both seventeen, this week. Will you please help us?" Brenda pleaded. She was just like the other four; young, pretty, tanned, and showing skin. They wanted beer too; My kind of girls. The girl they called Josie, was of Mexican or Spanish heritage, I could tell that; the others looked to be Italian, or South American, maybe Brazilian. "I'll get you some beer, but I want all of you to buy your Cokes, and ice, and leave. There's a big Catfish House, about a mile after you cross the river; you pull in there, and I'll meet you with the beer." "You won't just drive off, will you? We're celebrating Sue and Josie's birthdays. And I borrowed my brother's tent; we're going camping for the week." "I'll get your beer, on one condition." I said. "We're not gonna do anything dirty with you, so don't ask." the girl I later learned was Marley, said." "I wasn't gonna ask that you 'do anything dirty' with me." I told her, mimicking her nasal voice as well as I could. Hell, I was twice as old as these girls, and as much as I like pussy, I don't want to get thrown in jail. I'll buy their beer for them; but I'm not gonna fuck them, no way! I started to say 'never, ' but I learned, long ago, never to say never. "What was your condition, then?" Marley asked now, her face red. "That you all promise me you WILL NOT drink a beer, or any other liquor, until you pitch your tent tonight, and I mean ALL of you too." "Thanks, Mister, we promise we won't. If any one of us got stopped for drinking and driving, we'd all be grounded the rest of our lives. We almost didn't talk our parents into letting us go camping alone, as it is." She assured me. "You just get some ice, and Cokes in your coolers, and drive off; stop at the Catfish House, and I'll be there." "Here's our money," she said, as she reached for her back pocket of her cut-off jeans that were as tight on her ass, as the silver paint was on my pick-up. "Put your money up. Neither you, nor I, need to be seen swapping money in the parking lot of a liquor store, now get your friends, and get out of here." I told them. I went back, and climbed up in the back of my pick-up, and moved my camping gear around. Moving my coolers to the front, and more or less just killing time, until the girls all came out and left. I took an empty cooler I had with me, to put fish in to take back home, and set it on the ground. I walked back in the store, and the girl behind the counter was waiting on three more customers; the man that had waited on me was heading into the back, as I grabbed up four cases of beer, two Bud Lights, and two Miller Lites. I was hoping he wouldn't see me; that way, I wouldn't have to even worry about what I was doing, or about getting asked why I came back in for more beer. I made it; I did have to go back in to get two more bags of ice I had paid for though. I backed the camper out, and took off, headed west on U.S. Highway 64. I know what it's like being almost old enough to buy beer, but not quite. My older sister used to buy my beer, and I am still thankful to her. I saw the girls' car up ahead. The Catfish House was closed this time of day, and they were parked off to the side; I circled around to where the back of my pick-up was near their cars' trunk, and stopped. "Oh My God, you did it; we all thank you so much, you're a good guy." Brenda smiled, and they all ran over to look in the back of my truck. "I was young once; my sister bought my beer, I know what it's like," I told them, as I put the four cases on the ground, and opened their one cooler. I poured the ice out of their cooler into my cooler, and put two cases of beer in it, then poured the ice back over it. It was too full, and I took some of the ice and put in my extra cooler. I put the other two cases in the trunk of their car, and the cooler too. "Here's your money," Brenda said, as she held the bills out. I looked and there were two twenty dollar bills in her fist. I took one twenty, and told them that there was a sale on beer, since I had bought six cases total. "Was it really?" Marley said, as she danced, and laughed, at their good fortune. "Yeah," I said, and loaded my cooler back, and was ready to leave. "Where are you headed for? We're thinking about camping either on the White River, or down at Sylamore Creek. Marley said she and her parents went there, years ago, and she loved it." "I was headed up to Sylamore; you girls drive safe, and if you make it over to Sylamore, I may see you there. Are any of you gonna fish?" "No; Marley is the only one that ever learned how to fish; all we're going to do, is just kick back, relax, drink some beer, swim and get some sun." Brenda said. "Thanks again." They all yelled, as I drove off. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- "I don't even know his name, damn," Kathy said. "We never asked, did we? We were so intent on getting beer. We should be ashamed," Marley said. "Maybe we will see him again, and thank him," Josie said. "That's a big camp ground, and the tent camp ground isn't even close to where he'll have to put his little camper," Marley said. "Well, let's go; we need to have some beer, and get some sun. I can hardly wait to get my new bikini on," Sue said. "You mean, get naked; that's all we brought was the skimpiest bikinis they had," Josie said, and giggled. "Josie Garcia, you're the one that wanted the ones that shows our butts," Kathy laughed. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- I stopped in Mt. View, and bought some chips and dip; some eggs, bacon, and coffee. I got a loaf of bread, and some sandwich makings; cheese, bologna, and mayo. I didn't get a lot, because I was only gonna be about five miles from town, and they had a camp ground store, anyway. I checked in with the people at the office; bought my fishing license, and trout stamp, and got my map with the camper site marked, and headed on over to get set up. I backed into my parking slot, and stopped my camper on the pavement, so I could level it. I parked my pickup off to the side, in the shade, and got a beer as I went back to raise the top, and the pop-up part, and the wings, where the beds are. I put all my clothes in the camper, and opened all the flaps so it would be cool by dark. I put all my coolers under the picnic table, and got out my tackle box, and my favorite fly rod. I put an extra beer in the web pouch, and left camp. This is what I came for; I needed to take a break. I walked down to the water, and looked up river, then down, I decided up river; I didn't see many fishermen out, and the campground wasn't that full, since it was the first of the week. I walked along the edge of the rippling water, about a hundred yards away from the campgrounds, and then stopped to tie a fly on my line. I was going to try flies today, and maybe get some worms tomorrow, with some artificial salmon eggs. I caught three that were too small, and threw them back; I hung onto a nice one, but he flipped me off, just as I reached for him in the shallow water. These were Rainbows, and I wanted to hook a big Brown before I left; I was hoping, anyway. I fished until the sun went below the high bluffs on the west side of the river, and decided I needed another beer anyway. I got back to my camp, just in time to see a brown sexy butt, that almost had a black bikini on it, bent over my cooler. "Hand me one, while you're in there," I said, still not knowing who it was, or why they were getting a beer from my cooler. The woman turned around fast, and her bikini top nearly lost the battle to contain her big tits. Damn, she was nice, she could bend over to get another beer, if she wanted one. "I saw you set up today, I am your next door neighbor; me and my son, that is. I didn't get a chance to say hi before; you were gone so fast. My name is Meghan Robertson, Meghan with an 'h'." "My name's Bob Murphy, with a 'B', but most folks just call me Murphy, with an 'M'." She never even let on that I had made a wisecrack. "Well, since we're neighbors, I guess you can have a beer. Hand me another one, Meghan." "Thanks, I was gonna tell you I got one, I wasn't gonna steal from you," she smiled, as she handed me the beer. Damn, she was nice. "Sit down, if you like; I'll put some sandwich fixing's out, and we'll have a picnic." I smiled. "Sure, that is, if you don't mind. My son Robby met a couple of girls, and I saw them walking earlier. I made sure he had a few rubbers with him, before I let him go; those girls were older than him, and I just got a feeling he's gonna let them take advantage of him," she laughed. We fixed a couple of sandwiches, and I opened the chips and dip. We ate, snacked, and drank a few beers, as the night settled down over the river and the camp grounds. "Where are you from, Meghan?" I asked as she sat across from me in the dim light from the camp ground lights. There were plenty of lights, but my camper had the light from nearest one blocked where we were. "I'm from Memphis; where are you from?" "I'm from Marion." "Well damn, Murphy, we're neighbors," she smiled and I could see her white teeth shining in the near dark. "Here's to neighbors Meghan." I said as I bumped her beer can with mine. "How old are you Murphy? That is, if you don't mind me asking." "Don't mind a bit, I'm thirty four." I said. "Really; I am too, when's your birthday?" She asked, and took the last of her beer in a big swig. "June 29th." "Small world, mines the 18th." She smiled again. "Here, have another beer to celebrate our 34 birthdays past." I said, as I handed her another cold one. "Thanks, how do you get your beer so cold? Mine always just feels cool." "I iced these down about a hundred miles back, and it's been closed until now. I put it in the shade too when I got here." "I guess I left mine out in the sun. I never even thought about it." "What do you do in Memphis?" I asked, to make conversation, and because I wanted to know." "I work in a law firm; been there for almost ten years, the pay is good, and I get good benefits too. What do you do in Marion?" She asked now, as if she was changing the subject, real fast. "I own a small business I started a few years back, that's really been picking up in the last six months; I sell supplies wholesale to restaurants. Nationally, and over the internet," I said. I was proud of my little business, it was really booming, but I was still awed by the success, and was afraid to spend a dime. The two hundred and fifty thousand I'd put in C D's during the past six months still didn't make me feel like I was on my way to easy street ... yet. "Sounds like fun. Do you have many employees, or try to do it all yourself?" "I have my brother part-time; he's still in college at Jonesboro, and I have two Mexican sisters that help full time." "You're not married?" She asked. "No, are you?" I shot back. "For the time being; we're separated, and I've filed already. We have to agree on a settlement now," she said, as if tired now. "Well, I've never been married, but I have friends that have, and already gotten a divorce. It sure changed them, males and females alike." I said. "Yeah, it wears on you after a while; let's talk about something else, and drink some more of your beer, may we?" She asked, and smiled a weak smile in the dim light. "Sure, here. have another cold one." I handed her one. "Let's take a walk down by the river; want to? I promise I won't try to take advantage of you" she grinned widely now, as she stood up. "Yeah, let me get my dry shoes on first," I said, as I went to the camper, grabbed my walking shoes, and slipped them on. I put two more cold beers in the web pouch around my waist, and we were off. When I turned around, she was standing in the light, and her black bikini was still losing the battle of keeping her covered up. For a thirty four year old, she looked like a model. Hell, for a nineteen year old, she was HOT! "Lets walk this way, Murphy; I saw my son, and his friends, walking up here earlier. I don't want to check up on him, but, well, I guess I do in a way. Is that alright?" She asked. "Alright to walk this way, or alright to check on him?" I asked, and we both laughed. "You're an alright kind of guy, Murphy." Meghan said, as we walked, and she turned to look at me. "You're an alright kind of girl, Meghan. I like you, and I like talking to you, and being around you." We were quite a ways away from the campgrounds, as we walked and talked. We drank the beers we had open, and Meghan reached out to pull me to her. "I need a beer." She said, as she reached to get both fresh beers out of the web pouch, and put our two empties in it. "I was hoping you were going to grope me." I said, as she handed me a beer. "I thought about it. " She came right back. "Murphy, can we go right over there by those two big rocks; I need to pee, this beer is running through me," She laughed. "If you won't peek, I need to pee too," I said, as we came to the rocks that were about head high to her. She squatted next to one, and I pissed all over the side of the other one away from her. "Murphy, come here." She said in a whisper. I zipped back up, and turned to where she was standing, her bikini bottoms were at her knees, and she was bent down with her hands on her knees like she had been about to pull them up. She was looking around the rock where she had just peed. "That's my son, and the girls he left with. One girl is giving my son a blow-job, Oh My God," she said, as she peeped around the rock. "Look, Murphy, he's all laid back naked, and rubbing the other girl all over her naked body." "You aren't going to stop them, are you?" I whispered. "Heck no, you won't think I am some horrible slut if I want to stay and watch, will you?" She whispered, as she looked back at me. "Not if you let me watch as well, I'd like to watch too." I said, as I eased up behind her, to look over her head where she was still bent over. I felt her butt touch my groin, and she backed up closer to me. "Hold my beer," she said. I took her beer, and looked at her in the dim light, as she untied her bottoms and her top to her bikini, and then handed them back to me. She was standing there naked, in the dim light and I loved the sight. "Hand me my beer, and stand close to me, please, Murphy." She said, as she bumped her butt back against me. "Damn, Murphy, look now; that tall girl is about to sit down on his dick. Shit, I never knew he had a dick like that, he's only fourteen." She whispered. "He's got a nice one. You can be proud that he'll be having a lot of girlfriends, for a long time." I said, as I bumped her butt with my groin. "Murphy, if I told you that I wanted you to fuck me from behind; you wouldn't think I was a bad person, would you? I'm not really; I am just turned on, and I haven't been with a man in over a year, I need you." She whispered. I was already dropping my shorts. "I think you are a very nice, very pretty, very attractive, and very sexy woman. I wanted you when I saw your brown butt bent over my cooler stealing a beer." I told her; pulling her long hair away from her naked, sexy butt, I eased my dick up to her behind now. "I don't have a rubber, Meghan." "I'm on the pill. "Damn, Murphy, that's not a dick, that's a fucking baseball bat you've got. Put that fucker in my cunt, and do me good." She said, as she humped back against me with her sexy butt now. "OH, Damn." She said almost too loud, and I took her bikini and reached around to stuff the top and bottom in her mouth. She was pounding her butt back against me, hard now, as I shoved all the way inside her hot, wet cunt. I pulled her up, and cupped her big tits, and squeezed her engorged nipples, and she moaned and fucked back harder than ever, as we rutted in the night while we watched her son taking a fucking from the first girl. "UMM, UMM," she hummed, as she pulled me over, to take another look. Her son was now fucking the second girl from behind as she ate the pussy of the first one he had fucked. "Damn, go Johnny, go!" I whispered. "His name's Robby." She looked back at me, and whispered. Hell, I just smiled and let it go. I like this woman. I pulled Meghan back on my dick now, as I shoved deep into her pussy, and hit her cervix, hard... "UUMMPPHH NNN MMEE." She mumbled, and hummed at the same time, with her bikini still in her mouth. "Now?" I asked. "EESSSSS," That was all I needed, I almost blew out the side of my nuts, as I shot into her tight pussy; she went crazy with her orgasm, as she bent her knees, and raised her butt to take all of me. Meghan turned to hug me now, and I wrapped my arms around her tightly, and we held on." "Thanks Murphy, I needed to be held, and I needed you to fuck me." "I needed you too, Meghan. You are delicious, and you are sexy, and I really like you." "Will you do me again, tonight? We have to leave in the morning." "I'd love to, want to get a shower first, or after?" "Let's go to your place, and fuck some more, and get another beer." "You better put your bikini on." I said. "I want to walk naked with you, may I?" "Hell yes, let's go," I said, as we looked one more time at her son, who was still dog-fucking the second girl, then we walked back to my camper. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- "Here's your cold beer, Meghan," I said, as we lay back across the bunk bed, in the pop-up tent camper. "I can see you as clear as daylight, by the light through that screen; I like your big dick. That was the first time for me, in over a year." She said. "Well, I'm not going to lie; the two Mexican girls, that work for me, come to my house once a week and sleep with me." I said. "You mean you do both of them? That's kind of out of the ordinary, isn't it?" She asked, as she stroked my dick with one hand, and held her beer with the other; yep, my kind of girl here. "Well they do the fucking, I just enjoy the ride." "How old are they?" "Twenty two, and twenty three, I guess you think I'm a slut now, huh?" "No, I like you, Murphy; you're a nice guy; you work hard, and you have a wonderful dick that knows just exactly where my cunt needs to be fucked. Now fuck me again," Meghan said, then slurped my erection, right on the head of my dick. "Can we do it, like your son was doing that girl, when we left?" I asked. "If you won't hurt me, or try to put your dick in my butt, we will." "Meghan, I would never hurt you; besides, anal sex turns me off," I told her. "My husband raped me, before he left; he raped me anally too, Murphy, and it hurt bad. I had to have some stitches inside me. The doctor said I was lucky he didn't rupture my colon, the way I was torn up inside." "Then we won't make love that way, Meghan," I said, sorry that I even asked now, hell I didn't know, or I would have never asked. "No, I want you; I really liked the way you made me feel out there, and I was hoping I'd get to make love to you, again. Fuck me, Murphy, fuck me hard, and fuck me deep, from behind. I want you to make me cum, like a wild woman, will you?" "Get on your knees, Meghan, you're gonna get a fucking you'll remember till the next time I get on your sexy butt." "Does that mean you'll call me, when we get back home?" She asked, as she bent over, and presented her sexy butt to me. "I want to, if you'll let me," I said, as I eased my dick into her tight cunt again. "Fuck, Murphy, stuff that long dick right up in me, and let me have all you've got." "Lift your body up so I can hold your breasts, Meghan, I really love those beauties," I said, as I cupped her firm tits and pulled her back hard against me. "I'm glad you do, Murphy, I love them too" she said, as she rammed her butt hard against me now, and rocked the cot, as well as the pop-up camper. "Oh God, Murphy, I can't wait, can you fill my pussy now? DO ME, MURPHY, Oh God, I needed you. Hold me, please," she fell forward, and I lay on her sexy body, and she pushed her backside hard into my groin, to get my last spurt. "That was unbelievable, Bob Murphy. I hope you do call me, when we get back. I have to go for a settlement hearing Wednesday, or we'd stay." "I'll call, just be sure you leave me your number." "I hope you do call, I want to see you again. I'll be free in a month, or so, and I can get on with my life. I promise I won't be a clinging vine, as they say; but I like you, and would like us to be friends, and maybe get fucked, every now and then, too." Meghan said, and smiled, as we lay face to face, her big tits right against my chest. "I love your tits, Meghan, whoever did them for you, should have an award of excellence, they're not over sized, and they are shaped perfectly, I love these little nipples too." I said, as I leaned down to suck each of them. "I'm glad you like them, Murphy, I just love the hell out of them. I worried that doctor, for a month, to make sure he did what I wanted him to do. My husband wanted me to get them done, and I really wanted to; but I wanted to make sure they were RIGHT too. I had seen too many that were disfigured, and looked terrible." "I know, I have too; but I just fucking love your tits, Meghan, I want to sleep between them soon." "Damn, Murphy, you make me want you all over again, and you've got my cunt lips raw and tender now." She laughed, and I kissed her deep and long. "Let me get one of my cards, and you write your number on it. I'll give you one to keep, too, so you'll have my number," I said, as I rolled over, and got my wallet and card clip out of my shorts. "Do you like to camp and fish, much?" She asked, as she wrote her number while I held a small light for her. "I love it, and I want to get a bigger camper, when I feel more comfortable spending money. I just rented this one for the trip. Do you and Robby, go often?" "We go every now and then, in the summer, when schools out. I want to trade this older mini-bus in on a larger one, when my divorce is final." "Wow, I know you both will love that; I hope I can make the big bucks, and get me one of the big tour busses, one day. That's my dream, but I'd just settle for something like you've got now, for a while, anyway," I told her, as I wrapped my arms around her again. "If Robby and I get a bigger one, will you come with me, to make sure I get what I need?" She asked, as I ran my hand up and down her naked back, and felt her squirm and twist, like a cat. "Sure I will, I'd love to do that; that is, if you don't think Robby will mind." "I'm sure he would love to know that I am seeing someone that I can call a friend. My son worries about his Mom, now that I am about to be alone. You'll like him. I'll bring him over tomorrow morning, if you like." "How about if I cook breakfast, I love breakfast, and I am a hell of a cook too. I'd like to cook your breakfast again, when you're divorce is final." "Really; I'd like that; but only if you let me cook your dinner the night before, and we make mad passionate naked love again, like this." "You've got a deal, Meghan." "I need to go; I want to be in bed, when he comes in. I'm sure he'll fall right to sleep. Damn, my little boy was fucking two older girls, at the same time." She said. "Are you mad at him?" "Hell, no. I am proud of him; he was using the rubbers, too." She laughed, and hugged me before we got up. "Do I need to dress to go home, Murphy?" She asked. "No, I'd love to see you naked all day tomorrow, but I know I can't. You are a special woman, Meghan. I'm glad I caught you stealing my beer." We both laughed, and I stepped out to see if anyone was walking by, I took her hand, and led her to her door, in the next camping spot. "Hold still, Meghan, I want to give you something to be sure you'll remember me by." I said, as I knelt in front of her, and moved her legs apart, so I could suck her pussy. I had shot my cum in her, no telling how many times, so I sucked her clitty and made her hum and purr, then she screamed like a Bob Cat into the night as her orgasm hit her hard. "Damn Murphy, that was good, I want some more of that." She said and we kissed the taste from each others mouth. I went back to my camper, and dropped on top of the bed where she had just made love to me, and was soon asleep. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- Neither Murphy, nor Meghan, saw the shadows of the persons that were watching him suck her cunt. Murphy went to his camper, and they went to theirs. One went to the same one Meghan was in. Robby Robertson wasn't only happy he got fucked by two girls tonight; he was fucking delighted to see his Mom get her pussy kissed, and sucked, while standing naked on the steps of their small RV. She was naked, and Robby just knew she had been fucked; he was proud of her. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- Brenda Jones, Kathy Miller, Josie Garcia, Marley Barker, and Sue Sparks were all inside their tent now; each drinking their third beer, apiece, for the day; after seeing the most exciting shows they had ever seen in their sheltered lives. First, they had witnessed the young boy getting a blow-job at the campfire, with the Coleman lantern burning on the picnic table, at the tent site next to theirs. They watched, as the two girls that were close to their own ages, even sat on his thing, and they saw it go right up inside the girls. None of the girls had ever seen such an act, and sat in their darkened camp site and watched it all. The two girls had done the boy, and then the boy did one girl from behind, as she sucked and kissed her friend's pussy at the same time. Marley was so excited, that she needed to pee really bad, and they all went to the river to pee, there, they saw a woman bending over in the dim light, with her clothes off, and a man behind her with a huge penis thrusting up into her, from behind. Sue crept close enough to make sure it wasn't in her anal passage; they were mortified enough at the thought of him plowing through her vagina, the way he was, while they peeked around the rock at the same boy and two girls. They had to hide when the man and woman walked right by them, naked. It was the good looking man that had bought them the beer. Wow, they were amazed at his long penis that hung down and swung back and forth, when he walked. "Hurry, let's get back to our tent, before we get spotted watching, this is called being voyeuristic," Kathy said. "I kinda liked watching all of this, didn't you?" She turned to ask her friends. No one answered; they all just looked from one to the other. "Well, tell the truth." She said. "Yes, I did, and I wished it was me, the good looking man was doing the dirty thing with." Marley said. "Oh My God, Marley, I wished the same thing; my panties are wet now I was so excited." Brenda said. "Mine are too, Brenda, I was wishing I could touch myself." Sue said, as she smiled. "I did touch myself. Shit, I was so hot, I fingered myself good." Josie said. "Did you really? I wish I even knew how." Marley said. "Would any of you let that good looking man kiss you between your legs?" Josie asked. "I think I would; did you see him kiss that pretty woman on her vagina, when we followed them." Brenda said. "I saw that; now that is what I want him to do to me. then he can put his thing in me from behind and do me deep." Marley said. They were all inside the tent now, they didn't have sleeping bags, they had brought quilts and blankets for a bed. "I'm going to sleep naked like the woman was; and those girls over there." Josie said as she stripped naked in front if her friends, and lay on the quilts. "If you are, then I am too." Kathy said and stripped naked to join her. They all looked at each other, then, in the dim light of their small flashlight, and stripped naked to sleep that way, for the first time in their lives. They had seen each other naked many times in Saint Angelina's School for girls, either in the showers, or dressing and undressing in their dorm room, but they had never been naked together in the same bed. "I am so excited by this; I am still wet all over my privates." Sue said. "I am too, Sue," Marley said. "Will it be alright if we all snuggle up and hold each other, naked? Just think of all the fun those people had out there tonight." Brenda said. "I think I'd like to snuggle, and feel a naked body next to mine. I kinda wish it was the nice looking man that bought our beer." Josie said. "Yeah, and we've only drank three apiece, I wanted to get drunk." Kathy said. "We're going to be here for five days. We'll get drunk soon enough, and we may even talk the good looking man into sleeping naked, with us." Sue said. "YES, I want to get drunk, l and get naked with a man." Josie said. "I'll go first, if all of you will swear to do it too." Marley said. She had always been the most daring of the group. They were all woozy headed, but none of them thought they were drunk; they wanted to get drunk and maybe lose some of their inhibitions. There wasn't a one of them that didn't want to lose something else they had, either. All five of them, went to bed with hopes of losing their virginity that week.JRyter's Murphy-Book 1 Chap. 01