Subject:     State Park Tent Sex
Story Codes: FF MF Fm MMF exhib oral F-solo incest father daughter
Diary Date:  August 8, 2009
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

All summer I’d been wanting to go to our favorite State Park where we water-
ski but its seems there was always one thing or another in the way.  When we 
finally got to go, it turned out that getting was half the fun, not to 
mention what happened when my cousin and I made a few new friends.

Table of Contents:
   Chapter 1 – Boating History
   Chapter 2 – On the Road With Cousin Kristi
   Chapter 3 – Flirting on the Trail
   Chapter 4 – Sex at the Campground
   Chapter 5 – The Morning After


Chapter 1 – Boating History
===========================

I’d been trying to get out waterskiing all summer but with little success.  
In fact, if it hadn’t been for a brief lucky break while out in California, I 
wouldn’t have been up on a ski yet this year!  Even that time I’d only gotten 
to go out once but then there were more interesting things to enjoy, to say 
the least.  It seemed each time we planned to go out for the weekend, either 
the weather sucked, my dad had to work or my Aunt Linda had some big open 
house to deal with.

Finally it looked liked the stars had aligned.  The weather forecast for 
Saturday was sort of iffy but Sunday promised to be a great day, maybe a 
little windy but I could live with that.  Besides, even if we were stuck on 
shore, I was sure we would find plenty to keep ourselves busy.

As a general rule, when it comes to sports I generally can be classified as a 
complete klutz.  Anything involving striking a moving object with another 
object – be it tennis, softball, or even badminton, has always seemed to be 
simply beyond my abilities.  In fact, I can vividly remember coming home and 
crying on my mother’s shoulders one day when my jerk of a PE teacher declared 
in front of the entire class that I was the worst tennis player he’d ever 
seen!

Yet for all my failures in virtually anything athletic, there is one thing I 
CAN do better than most people – water-ski.  Maybe it’s because my parents 
had me out on the water almost as soon as I could walk, but whatever the 
reason I LOVE to water-ski, with emphasis on WATER.  For some reason my 
water-borne skills don’t translated to snow, but that's another story... 

So in these days where most people just use tubes and water-boards, I love to 
get up on my slalom ski and show off as I throw out a giant rooster tale in 
front of a bunch of hot guys on another boat or even on shore.  It also 
doesn't hurt that it’s a sport where I can get away with wearing next to 
nothing (or even nothing in the just the right situations).

As long as I can remember, my parents always had a boat, usually upgrading to 
a newer one every couple of years.  The current one has an inboard motor 
which I l love because it is so quiet and it makes it easy to look back when 
someone is skiing.  It also has a cut-out bow so we can sit up front of the 
driver and lay back, letting everyone see us as we drive by.  Before you say 
anything about wanting to show-off, what is the point in spending all that 
money on a revealing bikini, on your tan all summer, if nobody gets to see 
you wearing it?

Another nice thing about our boat it that is makes skiing a lot easier too as 
it is so powerful that it’s like you’re up and on top of the water before you 
even have time to think about it.  I can remember back when I was younger and 
even when I was pretty little I was still dragged through the water like a 
log for what seemed like ages before I finally was able to get up!

The rest of our family all enjoys skiing as well.  In past years my Aunt 
Linda and cousin Kristi would often come along with us as the boat easily 
held the five of us.  This summer we were only a foursome which was rather 
sobering, but it had been almost nine months now since my mom’s accident and 
those moments when it got hard to accept were getting fewer and farther 
between.  Still, it was surely going to be a little awkward at first, even if 
nobody liked to mention it openly.

While some people skied in the river around Pittsburgh, my dad never was much 
of a fan of river water so typically we would drive to a state park and use 
one the lakes.  Our favorite over the years was actually down in West 
Virginia, a couple of hours south at the Tygart Lake State Park.  Like most 
lakes around us, it was created by a dam at one end and my dad once had tried 
to explain to me that it had something to do with water storage for flood 
control or something but all I cared about was it was great for skiing.

Typically we would spend at least one night, sometimes two depending on what 
my parents’ work schedules were.  I’d tried a few times in the past to get my 
dad to let me take the boat down alone with Kristi.  I was sure we wouldn’t 
have any problems finding some guys to help us but my dad was pretty 
adamantly against it from the start.  Thus I had to wait until he was 
available AND the weather cooperated before we could get on the water – a 
tough combination to satisfy some years, especially this one it seemed.


Chapter 2 – On the Road With Cousin Kristi
==========================================

As I mentioned before, it was a couple of hours or so to get from our house 
to the park.  For some people, such a trip might be boring but one thing 
about traveling with Kristi – it’s never dull.  First, we both love to 
masturbate - but for different reasons.  Personally, I mostly do it simply 
because I just love how it makes me feel so you could say I do it primarily 
for my own personal pleasure.  Of course there are times when I like to 
masturbate in front of a guy to turn him on, but that’s something entirely 
different.  Kristi also loves to masturbate but really, what normal girl 
doesn’t?  The difference between us is she loves doing it more to show off 
and as a means to tease and flirt with guys.

Another difference between Kristi and me is that when we travel, we differ in 
how we like to flirt with other drivers and people we meet at places like 
rest areas and such.  OK, so we are both unashamed flirts, but I like to 
tease more – give them just enough to make them think they are about to 
strike gold but then hold back right at the last instant.  It’s like wearing 
really short shorts which show off just enough of my ass to get a guy’s 
attention, but not QUITE enough to let him see my pussy, no matter how much 
he thinks they will if he just stares long enough.

It’s the same when I wear a t-shirt, tank top, cami or that sort of thing.  
It’s fun for me to go without a bra, letting my nipples poke through and 
having it cut low enough (or high enough depending on which part you’re 
talking about) to give a great view of my cleavage or the underside of my 
boobs, but just not quite enough to actually see my bare nipples.

Then there’s Kristi, who always has to take it another notch, like she has to 
one-up her older cousin every time.  If my shorts are short, hers are even 
shorter, even if it means the crotch is so thin it rides up into her pussy 
when she sits.  If my t-shirt is tight, hers is painted on.  If I cut off the 
bottom of my t-shirt, hers is cut enough higher.  You get the picture.  Plus, 
whereas I like to leave them wondering at least a little bit, Kristi prefers 
to give them a complete view whenever possible.  She’s the type that flips up 
her shirt like a Girl’s Gone Wild video – without the panties.  If her shorts 
ARE pulling up her slit, she makes sure her legs are apart enough for someone 
to see.

So that should give you sort of an idea of what it’s like to be on the road 
with Kristi.  If I’m playing with myself under my skirt, making it obvious to 
a passing trucker WHAT I’m doing but not quite letting him actually see my 
hand on my pussy, you can count on Kristi sliding off her shorts and baring 
it all.  If I have my hand inside my blouse or t-shirt, Kristi has hers 
unbuttoned and wide open, her perky boobs on display for whoever wants to see 
them.

Traveling this weekend with us would be my dad and her mom of course.  Now my 
dad had never been one to show off his dick or anything like that.  Actually, 
I can’t say I’ve ever been in a car where he made a conscious effort to show 
it off for anyone but me.  He’s not above letting someone see my head buried 
in his lap and letting them determine for themselves what I am doing, but 
even then it’s not like anyone actually sees his dick in my mouth.

When it comes to my Aunt Linda, it’s a totally different story than my dad.  
It must be something about younger sisters and cousins I guess.  My mom had 
told me that Linda, who was two years younger than her (the same difference 
as between Kristi and me), was similar to Kristi when growing up, always 
trying to be a little more outrageous or sluttier than her older sister.  
Like mother like daughter as they say.  That saying certainly holds true for 
Kristi and her mother.

Aunt Linda is certainly more conservative than Kristi these days, not 
surprising since she almost twice her daughter’s age, but she still likes to 
have her fun.  She definitely qualifies as a MILF, having kept her shape well 
over the years, aided by a little help from modern science and surgery, and 
she didn’t mind showing it off.  Sure, her bikinis were not as preposterously 
small as Kristi wore, but they were still pretty revealing when you compare 
them to the one-piece suits worn by most moms at the pool her age.  Her 
shorts aren’t up to her ass but they still show off some pretty nice legs.

As for my aunt’s boobs, if I’d paid as much as she did for hers, I would have 
been show them too.  What I liked about her boob job was that she didn’t have 
implants, they’re still 100% natural but the sag was taken out so now they 
perk up like a teenager’s, almost as hot as her daughter’s boobs.  Actually, 
hers were a couple of cup size bigger than Kristi’s so some guys might 
actually like hers better.

So as you might have guessed by now, I was looking forward to the trip to 
West Virginia almost as much as I was to reaching the destination (almost, 
mind you!).  Sure enough, when I saw their car pull up and park on the street 
in front of our house, I had to wonder how many of the guys living around us 
were watching through the blinds in their homes!  They were dressed quite 
similar, it was the degree of sluttiness that differed.

Whereas Kristi had on one of her more revealing pair of shorts (actually, I 
think they ALL are that way when I think about it), Linda’s were a few inches 
down her thighs – still enough to bare most of her long legs but not making 
you wonder if her pussy was about to show as the ones Kristi was wearing did.  
Kristi was wearing a skin-tight white t-shirt with pink glittery letters that 
read “Naughty Girl” across her chest, her nipples already poking through.  
The shirt wasn't so sheer that you could actually SEE her nipples but it 
wasn’t hiding much else.  

Aunt Linda also had on a t-shirt but one that was sized properly (at least so 
far as a store clerk would say).  I could also tell she had on her bikini top 
underneath – and probably had the matching bottoms on under the shorts as 
well, something Kristi obviously did not have on.  They both were wearing 
sandals and again I had to wonder if some guy or two wasn’t peeking out at 
what had to be the hottest mother-daughter pair in town.

My dad had the SUV already packed so he went to the trunk of Aunt Linda’s car 
and got their things out to add to ours.  The boat was already down at the 
lake and I was pretty sure that he had called someone who was suppose to have 
it ready for us when we got there, however that worked, so at least we didn't 
have to worry about towing the boat behind us.  Without any further fanfare, 
we piled in the SUV with Aunt Linda in front, of course, and Kristi and me in 
back, each of us sitting behind our respective parent.

For the first part of the trip we had to navigate the winding roads and hills 
to out of town until we got to the interstate highway.  We were all just 
chattering about the weather and what it was suppose to be like when we 
arrived.  At the moment the skies looked sort of grey and it seemed it might 
rain at any moment but the weather web site had assured me that it would be 
clear by the time we got there and that tomorrow would be great.

I suppose it should have come as no surprise that Kristi would be the one 
that got things started.  We’d been on the highway for only about ten or 
fifteen minutes when my dad passed a semi-trailer truck.  Kristi waved to a 
trucker as we were passing and he honked the horn – the universal signal for 
“show me your tits!” Kristi promptly pulled up her t-shirt and the trucker 
honked again to show his appreciation.

“Already Kristi?” her mom sighed loudly from up front.  I smiled at her poor 
attempt to pretend to be exasperated with her slutty daughter.  It’s not like 
she wasn’t the one who usually egged her daughter and me on!  Sure enough, 
she couldn't resist.

“So what’s the matter with you Kelly?” she teased me, “Shy today are we?”

Well that was about the last thing I felt like today so I told my dad to let 
the trucker pass us.  The traffic was pretty light so he was able to let off 
the accelerator and the truck pulled up to us but then just stayed alongside.  
I crawled over Kristi and looked out and sure enough, he kept glancing down 
at us as he tried to keep his rig on the road but look down at us as much as 
possible.  I pulled my t-shirt up and let him see my boobs and he gave a 
thumbs up.  Kristi, of course, couldn't let me be the center of attention so 
she had hers on display next to me in a heartbeat.

For the next half hour or so we teased as many truckers as we could.  I 
started to wonder if one of them hadn’t radioed the others or something 
because it seemed they were all ready for us as we drove by.  At first, all 
we did was flash our boobs, nothing really all that naughty, but they seemed 
appreciative enough as it was.

“Shit, this is getting me so fuckin’ horny,” Kristi muttered after yet 
another guy was treated to a quick view of her bared perky boobs.

She settled back into the back seat of the SUV and quickly pulled her shorts 
off, sitting bare-ass on the cool leather seat with just her sandals and t-
shirt on.  She had quite a tan by now and I loved the way just a tiny 
triangle of white showed over her pussy.  The sharp contrast made her tan 
seem even darker and formed sort of a frame around her pussy.  Actually, my 
tan down there was shaped similar but not quite as small as hers.

“Oh yeah, this is SO much better...” she sighed as she started to play with 
her bald pussy.

I caught my dad peeking using the mirror, smiling as he did.  It wasn't like 
he’d never seen Kristi playing with herself but even I was turned on at the 
sight of her masturbating.  God she was so damn cute!  I’d of given about 
anything to have her petite little body.  Not that I was fat or even much 
overweight, I was just built different than her – more hips and thighs much 
to my chagrin.  Even though I knew she was 22, she could have easily passed 
for 18 or even younger if she did her hair and makeup right.  I suppose 
that’s why she made so much money as a whore.  Guys probably loved to 
fantasize that she was some underage teenager or their daughter or some other 
naughty fantasy like that.

More trucks were going by but with the heavily tinted windows of the SUV, 
unless we were right up against the glass it was all but impossible for 
anyone outside to see us on a sunny day like today.  I was sure Kristi 
wouldn’t have minded had anyone seen her, but at the moment she seemed more 
anxious to get herself off than anything else.  Damn, she was REALLY horny, 
even more than usual.

“What’s the matter Kelly, aren’t you horny this morning?” my aunt teased me 
from up front.

Well, I couldn't let that go unchallenged so I followed suit and stripped off 
my shorts as well.  I was already pretty wet from our little exhibitionism 
and watching my hot little cousin so my fingers slid easily into my pussy.  
Kristi glanced over at me and gave me a wicked smile before closing her eyes 
again to focus on her own pussy.

For the next fifteen or twenty minutes or so, the SUV was relatively quiet as 
the only sounds from the backseat were an occasional sigh or moan from either 
me or Kristi.  I peeked up front a few times and saw my aunt had her hand on 
my dad’s crotch.  I couldn't really see anything more from where I was but I 
had a pretty good idea of what she was doing.  The large console in the 
middle made it extremely difficult to give head while driving (not impossible 
though, I can attest to that!) so she seemed content to just give him a hand-
job for now.  Whether she was playing with herself at the same time or not I 
couldn’t tell but knowing her, it wouldn’t have surprised me at all if she 
was.

As I continues to masturbate, I touched my pussy and played with my clit 
casually, not really working to get myself off so much as to just enjoy the 
overall feelings it gave me.  I could do this all day and indeed, there had 
been days when I did!  Nothing makes a long drive go by more quickly than 
your own finger on your pussy, even if you’re driving (make that, especially 
if you’re driving).  For that matter, I love to touch myself most anytime I 
have the chance. 

Some people have other quirks, biting their nails, scratching, twiddling 
their thumbs, whatever their little ticks might be that they do almost 
without thinking.  For me, I like to touch myself.  I don’t have to cum every 
time.  In fact, most of the time I just play with myself like this I didn’t.  
It just feels good to touch there and so I do whenever I think I can get away 
it.

Truthfully, although I would have never admitted it to Aunt Linda, I think 
Kristi WAS indeed a lot hornier than me at this moment.  Whereas I was just 
foundling myself out of general principle, she was going at her pussy hard 
now.  She was probably wishing she could get to her luggage to get one of her 
dildos out.  I KNEW she had to have at least one or two packed away.  I was 
actually a bit surprised she hadn’t pull one out of her purse now as usually 
she always carried something or another with her for moments like this.

“Help me Kelly... God I need you to help me so bad,” she groaned, twisting in 
the seat to put one leg up on it while leaving the other dangling off the 
edge.

She spread her knees apart and kept touching herself but I knew what she 
wanted.  One thing I have to say about Kristi, she wasn't what you would call 
subtle and so when she wanted something, she wasn’t afraid to ask for it – 
especially when it came to sex.

Kristi’s shaved pussy looked incredibly cute.  Like the rest of her, it 
looked too small and tight to have been fucked God only knows how many times.  
Hundreds?  More?  I knew she was far ahead of me when it came to the number 
of guys she had fucked but then she did it for a living so it really wasn't 
even fair to try and compare myself to her.  Even back in high school, where 
I tended to default to a BJ with most guys who took me out, it was pretty 
well known that unless you were a compete ass, Kristi was a pretty sure fuck.  
That is, IF you could get a date with her.  Needles to say, she was always in 
pretty high demand.

Feeling a bit hornier now, I maneuvered my way on the back seat to get my 
face between her soft thighs.  God she smelled so strong – her pussy was 
soaking wet and the scent of her pussy was almost overwhelming, especially as 
horny as I was about that time.  My face was approaching her crotch when she 
reached out and practically yanked my head into her pussy, pushing my mouth 
onto her as she lifted her hips to drive herself even harder into me.  I 
loved the taste of my cousin’s pussy as I licked her with the tip of my 
tongue while I put my hands under her bare butt to help keep it up off the 
seat to make it easier to lick her.  My hands aren’t all that big but her ass 
still felt tiny in my hands – firm and smooth like a baby.

As I licked Kristi, I was dying to have my own pussy paid attention to but in 
the cramped quarters it just wasn't that easy to do myself while I was 
working on her so I just had to be happy with eating out Kristi’s pussy for 
now.  I pushed first one, and then later a second finger into her pussy as I 
lapped at her pussy slit like a kitten at a bowl of milk.  She was panting 
and gasping, her hand clutching her boobs through her tight t-shirt as she 
rocked her hips under me like she was imagining she was being fucked.  Maybe 
she was!  As much as she loved oral sex with girls, I knew deep down Kristi 
was like me in that she would take a hard dick in her anytime, even over 
being licked by her older cousin.

For me, I love it best when I’m the one touching myself there although I like 
it when a guy or girl does because I know they are getting off from the 
chance to fondle me.  Sure oral sex is fun and I don't mind a little 69 at 
times with a friend.  Still, for me nothing beats the feel of a dick deep in 
my pussy!  As much as I LOVE to suck a dick, even that comes in second when 
it comes to being fucked.

I know this may sound strange, but as much as I loved to be fucked and to 
suck a dick, I don't really get off any more from doing both at the same 
time.  I’m a one-on-one girl at heart and anytime another guy (or even a 
girl) is added in to the mix, it changes the entire chemistry of the 
relationship.  Being alone with a guy is him fucking ME and thinking only of 
ME.  Adding in another guy tends to breed competition between them and having 
another girls just means I have to share his dick – why would I want to have 
it only part of the time?

That’s just me of course.  I know a lot of other girls who feel differently, 
especially my best friend Beth who gets off more the more guys are involved.  
My best friend is about 180 degrees opposite from me in that she LOVES group 
sex and tends to shy away from anything more personal.  Kristi is also more 
into doing groups than me although I’m pretty not sure she gets off more from 
being the center of attention than the actual physical nature of what she’s 
doing.  On the REALLY far edge are girls like my friend Sam, who don't even 
like having sex with humans, preferring her big lab to guys.  Oh well, I say 
to each their own.  Whatever gets you off is fine with me so long as it’s 
consensual and legal.

All that said, I guess you could say that I was enjoying more Kristi’s 
reaction to my attention to her pussy than anything else.  It made me feel 
good just knowing I could bring this sort of pleasure to her as she was 
clearly enjoying it.  She must have cum at least three times before my mouth 
and cheeks finally got so tired I just had to quit so I could rest for a 
while.  It’s odd that I can suck a dick for hours when I take my time but 
there’s something about pushing your head between a girl’s thighs and 
constantly reaching out with your tongue that seems to be much more tiresome 
than casually sucking dick.  Kristi hadn’t been exactly asking me to stop 
either as each time I even threatened to quit she would reach out and pull my 
head back in between her legs again.

Finally my cheeks were dying and I needed to get some air so I pulled back 
and pushed her hands away from me.  Kristi stopped trying to keep me there 
and collapsed in the seat, her eyes shut tight and her chest heaving from the 
last of the orgasms she was having.

“Fuck I needed that SO bad,” she finally sighed as I started to work on 
myself again, needing it even more now after she had gotten off so many 
times.

“Feeling better sweetie?” my Aunt Linda called back to her daughter. 

I hadn’t even thought about the two of them up front for the longest time and 
her voice jolted me back into reality.  Kristi didn’t answer so I leaned 
forward to see what was going on up front.  Sure enough, my Aunt still had 
her hand on my dad’s protruding cock.  Whether she was just holding it or she 
stopped when I moved up, in any case she had a firm grip on it but wasn't 
jerking him off or anything when I leaned forward to see his crotch.  As for 
her, I was mildly surprised she was still fully dressed.  She typically was 
just as anxious to play with herself as her daughter was so all I could 
figure was that she was just waiting to get to the park before getting 
serious about anything.  Just goes to show you never can predict people’s 
actions all the time.

“Oh I think she’s doing better now,” I giggled, “Gee dad, looks like you guys 
are having some fun too.”

My dad just waved me off with his hand, as if nothing was happening.  My aunt 
muttered something about not having bench seats but by then I was back 
leaning against my own seat, playing with myself again.  For the rest of the 
trip, that was pretty much how it went.  On the one hand I wouldn't have 
minded it had Kristi returned the favor with me but on the other, I was 
enjoying the ride as it was.  As I said, sometimes it’s nice to just take 
your time and enjoy yourself more so than always being worried about having a 
climax.

My dad was determined to drive straight through without a stop and we reached 
the park in record time.  It seemed weird when we turned in the opposite 
direction as normal after passing the guard house.  We’d always stayed in the 
cottages in years past which were in the opposite direction we were now 
traveling.  The cabins were my mom’s thing – she liked to rough it just a 
little bit.

Looking back, I remembered one of those quaint cabins quite fondly as it was 
where my dad gad taken my cousin Tammy’s virginity a couple of years ago.  
She was barely fourteen then and by helping to arrange things, it was my way 
of trying to atone to my father for not allowing him to be my first when I 
was that age.  Nothing could ever totally erase the guilt I feel for not 
submitting sooner to him but getting him together with Tammy certainly didn’t 
hurt.

This year we would be staying in the park lodge for the first time.  Not that 
I minded!  The lodge was right on the lake and rather charming, I think it 
had only twenty rooms in all.  My dad had reserved one of the second floor 
“executive” rooms which featured a 32" color television, DVD player, air 
conditioning, refrigerator, microwave, Wi-Fi, and best of all (at least from 
my perspective), a deck which overlooked the lake.

The room had two queen-sized beds, one which my dad and aunt would share 
while Kristi and I would sleep together on the other.  I expected that it 
would be a LOT more comfortable than the cabin, although not nearly so old-
fashioned.  I think with the changes since last year in our family this it 
wasn’t such a bad idea to change things up a bit so it wouldn't seem quite so 
awkward.

The skies had clouded up on our way down and now they looked so threatening 
that my dad proposed we hold off on the boat until tomorrow when it was 
suppose to be hot and sunny.  He hinted not-too-subtly that maybe Kristi and 
I could find something to do and from the way he was looking at my Aunt 
Linda, I had a feeling his dick had about all the teasing it could handle on 
the way down here and he was more interested in fucking her than anything 
else.  


Chapter 3 – Flirting on the Trail
=================================

Looking at the brochures and stuff in the room, Kristi and quickly tried to 
figure out what to do.  The beach area was closed to swimming back in 2006 
and the lodge didn’t have a pool either so swimming, or at least flirting 
while pretending to go swimming, was out of the question.  Then I noticed a 
hand-out showing the various trails at the park.  There was one, called 
Woodland Trail, which was suppose to be an easy hike with just a few hills to 
start while you’re still fresh and then passing through what once was a farm.  
The trail was advertised as being 1-1/2 miles long with a typical time of 
thirty minutes to complete.  I figured it was just the thing to work out the 
stiffness from the trip without getting too carried away physically.  Plus, 
if it DID start to rain, we wouldn’t be that far out from the middle of 
nowhere where we would get too badly soaked or chilled.

After discussing our plans with my dad and aunt, my dad drove Kristi and me 
to the Park Office where the trail started.  My Aunt Linda stayed back and I 
could tell from the way she was looking at my dad that she would getting 
herself ready for his return as soon as we were out the door.  Dad said that 
he would pick us up in an hour or so at the other end but as horny as he was 
we knew we could take our time and he wouldn't mind a bit.  Besides, we had 
our cell phones so if anything did come up, we could always call him.

Neither Kristi or I changed clothes except to replace our sandals with 
sneakers.  The sandals would have been a pain, literally, on the trail.  As 
for the rest of our outfits, we could have probably worn about anything as 
odds were we wouldn't see anyone.  In past years, I’d never seen anyone 
heading for or leaving from any of the trails as it seemed most people came 
here for the lake, not the trees.  Heck, if it wasn't for the fact I wanted 
to give my dad some time alone with Aunt Linda to start out the day, we 
wouldn't be out here now.  Looking at the first hill w would to climb at the 
start of the trail, I was starting to wonder if even this was such a good 
idea.

My dad left in a rush, not that I blamed him.  As Kristi and I were about to 
get started, I saw three guys approaching the trail head and so we stopped to 
say hello.  They all looked younger than us and I noticed none of them seemed 
to look above our necks at first – typical teenage boys!  After I told them 
who we were, they introduced themselves as Darren (nineteen), Kyle (eighteen) 
and Drew who was Kyle’s fifteen year-old brother.  At least that’s what he 
claimed to be although I was guessing he was more like fourteen, or even 
younger.

Darren was the one that immediately caught my eye while it was no surprise to 
me that Kristi had her eyes undressing Drew from the start.  Drew was right 
in the middle of the age range that she preferred – thirteen to sixteen 
although sometimes she would do a seventeen year-old.  The way she explained 
it (or should I say, rationalized it) was that age boys in that range were 
old enough to have some idea of what they were doing - maybe even having had 
sex already but typically not experienced.  At the same time, even if they 
weren't virgins the odds were they weren’t not veterans so it was fun for her 
to “teach” them.  While I can’t say there wasn't some physical attraction for 
me as well, I make it a pretty solid rule to avoid such temptations.  In this 
day and age it doesn’t look good on your resume when applying for a teaching 
position to have a history of underage sex with a boy (or girl I guess for 
that matter).

Kristi, given her vocation, had no such concerns and so she indulged herself 
regularly.  Although we never discussed it much, I also got the impression 
that her mom didn’t mind it when Kristi brought home a young stud either!  
Something told me the boys probably liked it just as much as the mother and 
daughter did.  I wondered if any of their friends even believed them later 
when they tried to claim they’d had sex with a MILF and her daughter!

Although Darren looked the sharpest so far as I was concerned, it wasn't like 
Kyle was a wimp either.  Actually, I wouldn't mind being laid by either of 
them, especially as horny as I’d been today.  They were both wearing shorts 
that came to the tops of their knees with ribbed tank tops that showed off 
their physiques.  Mmmmmmm, these boys certainly didn't spend all day in front 
of a video game console, that was for sure.  Later I would learn that they 
were wrestlers which accounted for their upper body strength and strong legs. 

Drew was, well... Drew was supposedly fifteen so what could you expect?  He 
was sort of skinny and he didn’t seem to be nearly as athletic as the two 
older guys.  He may not have LOOKED as hot, be he WAS certainly getting hot 
as he stared unabashedly at Kristi and me, mostly at Kristi I noticed which 
might have been because she was giving him the most attention as well.  

I’m sure nobody would be surprised that we decided to do the trail together.  
The guys were staying in the campground along with their families for the 
weekend and were on their way back from just walking around I guess.  I’m 
sure the road would have been easier and faster than the trail but somehow I 
don't think that was a major concern for them, especially given who their 
traveling companions would be.  From the way Kristi was unabashedly sizing up 
Drew, I had no doubt what was on her mind.  I’m sure Drew was fantasizing 
about her as well, just as any boy his age did about every girl stranding on 
two legs.  Still, I would have bet the farm that he had no inkling whatsoever 
of just how close he was to having his dreams fulfilled!

As for Darren and Kyle, they were also staring at Kristi but they had a few 
looks for me as well.  What can I say?  Anytime I’m with Kristi it was 
usually the same – they guys loved the perky little “teenager” more than the 
“old” college graduate.  Somehow I’d never anticipated that turning 24 would 
ever make me so old.  Still, I was pretty certain that they wouldn’t turn me 
down once they realized where Kristi’s tastes lay.

Once we got on the trail it was like the rest of the world disappeared.  My 
perceptions about the popularity of hiking seemed to be confirmed as there 
were no signs of anyone else, not even any trash or footprints to show that 
anyone had been by recently.  I have to say, shorts like Kristi and I were 
wearing may be entertaining to wear around the house and such, but when it 
came to walking any significant distance their shortcomings became apparent 
pretty quick.  Being as tight as they were in the crotch, they had this 
annoying tendency to pull up against me.  Normally that wasn't a bad thing, 
such as when I was sitting down or driving as it can be quite stimulating.  
In this situation, though, it quickly became irritating.

Several times I noticed Kristi reaching down and pulling at hers, evidently 
having the same issue as me.  If we’d been wearing bikini bottoms underneath, 
at least ones that could be worn in public, I’m sure we would’ve ditched the 
shorts after the first 100 yards or so but walking bottomless through a 
public park wasn't necessarily such a good idea, no matter how appealing it 
may seem at the moment.

As we walked we let the boys do most of the talking.  It was an old trick 
that my dad had taught me early on about boys.  I can remember him telling me 
that if I really wanted boys to have a conversation that they would always 
remember with me, just let them do all the talking!  It still amazes me at 
times how much men will tell me when I keep my mouth closed.  Actually, my 
dad told me he used the same technique with clients in that if he just sat at 
his desk quietly they would sooner or later start telling him things they 
maybe had no intention of saying when they started.

So before we reached the top of the first hill – taking several breaks along 
the way, I knew where they lived, what schools they went to, what jobs they 
had, and even the fact that not one of them had a steady girlfriend.  There’s 
something about boys that to prove how cool they are, they like to see how 
bad they can make their buddies look in comparison.

So with the three of them trying to one-up each other and show off, I soon 
learned that Drew was a virgin (no surprise there), Kyle had done it once 
with a girl at school that never saw her again afterwards, and then there was 
Darren who claimed to be a stud but Kyle countered by accusing him of 
exaggerating his “conquests” significantly.  Interestingly, most of what I 
learned about each one didn’t come from them but was offered up by one of the 
other two and it became a bit of contest between them as to who could spill 
the beans more on the other.

While they were bragging about themselves and cutting each other down – 
apparently thinking that somehow this would somehow impress the older girls 
they were with.  meanwhile, Kristi and I remained quiet, grinning at each 
other now and then when something particularly ridiculous or embarrassing was 
revealed.  While they were spilling their guts, so far they really knew 
nothing about us and in my book, in such situations that’s best, at least for 
me.  Really, what DID they need to know about my personal life?  It’s not 
like either of us was interested in becoming their girlfriends or even having 
anything to do with them after today.  They knew our first names and that we 
were from the general Pittsburgh area, and that was about it.  Oh, they also 
knew we were cousins and our ages, although they seemed surprised at Kristi’s 
while nothing was said about mine.

Grrrrrr... So far we’d mentioned nothing about our sexual histories or 
experiences and if I had my way, it would stay that way.  The more naïve and 
inexperienced they thought we were, the better.  Boys have such fragile egos!  
Being older than them, I think had they known the true extent of our past, 
especially Kristi’s, they would’ve been totally intimidated.

Suddenly the trail emerged from the forest and we made our way through what 
appeared to be an old pasture or something.  Off the trail I saw an old 
farmhouse and barn that looked to be abandoned.  There were “No Trespassing” 
signs posted to keep hikers away, probably more for their own safety as the 
buildings looked rather dilapidated.  Kristi spoke up to announce that she 
had to pee and told them not to look as she disappeared around the corner of 
the old barn.  I followed her and no sooner had I turned the corner than I 
saw her practically ripping off her shorts, a long sigh escaping from her 
lips as the shorts dropped to the ground and she started to massage her 
crotch.

“God, it feels so damn good to get those damn things off!” she groaned, her 
face now an expression of genuine relief.

I looked back, half expecting an audience but surprisingly, the boys were 
honoring our privacy so I did the same with my shorts as Kristi had done with 
hers - although I didn’t quite take them all the way off but rather just 
dropped them to my ankles.  Then I also put my hand between my legs and 
started to rub myself.  She was right – it DID feel good although I’m not so 
sure the hike had all that much to do with it.  How were we going to make 
another mile or so like this?.  Damn, who knew a mile and a half could be so 
far?

“My poor pussy is so fucking sore.” Kristi grumbled, then she perked up and 
looked at me with a naughty grin saying, “Hey... maybe you should lick it and 
make it feel all better... what do you think?”

Of course she was just teasing, at least I assumed she was, and we both 
started to laugh but such a thought HAD already crossed my mind, except the 
other way around.  Heck, she still owed me for the trip down here.  Still, 
this wasn’t exactly the time or place to get started with something like that 
now.  We had three horny teenage boys waiting for us and we could do each 
other most any other time so why waste the opportunity?

“OK then, I got another idea!” Kristi said suddenly, an even broader grin 
appearing on her face.  

Uh oh, NOW what was my whore of a cousin up to?  She didn’t reveal her idea 
quite yet as we both pulled our shorts back on but I noticed she left hers 
unbuttoned at the top with the zipper just slightly down, enough to tease but 
not show anything.  Sort of how I would have worn them more so than her.

“What in the world are you...,” I started to ask but she just shushed me and 
disappeared back around the corner towards the guys with me following close 
behind.

Back with the boys, I just stood there in amazement as my mischievous cousin 
came up with this story for them about how our shorts were too tight and how 
they were making the hike hard for us so could we please borrow their shorts 
to wear?  I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her audacity but then, it WAS 
Kristi I was with so why should I be surprised?  Still, how did she even know 
they were wearing anything under them?  I guess since most boys don't run 
around commando it was a pretty safe assumption but even so, it wasn't like 
they could run around the park in public in tightie whities either.

As it turned out, Kyle and Darren had loose boxer shorts on underneath, so 
large they could’ve been worn like another pair of regular shorts.  They 
reminded me of the kind that I know some of my girlfriends like to wear 
around the house or to bed.

Poor Drew, the other guys teased him as he must have had on his tight Hanes 
or something like that as he couldn't offer us his shorts.  Kyle teased his 
younger brother, saying he needed to grow up and wear REAL underwear and then 
he wouldn't have such problems.  Yeah, like they met a pair of girls every 
day that asked to borrow their shorts!

Without any further fanfare or discussion, Kyle and Darren gallantly dropped 
their shorts, standing before us in just their boxer shorts.  Kyle’s boxers 
were red plaid while Darren’s were more of a dark grey.  Actually, had I not 
known different I would have thought they were wearing regular shorts except 
for the fact the crotches only had a single button keeping them closed.

I licked my lips before I caught myself as I could barely make out the 
beginnings of their teenage dicks trying to sneak out.  In fact, Kyle’s 
actually was about to make an appearance when he felt himself escaping and 
shifted the waist around.  Both pairs of shorts were about the same size and 
in any case, they were of course a lot bigger than either of us wore so it 
really didn’t matter who took whose.  I grabbed a pair from Darren while 
Kristi accepted Kyle’s, then I started to walk back towards the barn again, 
expecting Kristi to follow me so we could change, but that was a silly 
assumption.

“Now don't look you naughty boys,” Kristi told the guys as she turned away 
from them and suddenly dropped her shorts to her ankles, stepping out of them 
such that her bare ass was on display for all three boys to see who, of 
course, did NOT turn around right away.

We all stared at Kristi’s cute butt and I could just make out the small tan 
line of her thong but otherwise her ass was tanned bronze and damn, it DID 
look incredibly inviting.

The guys stood there frozen in place, almost as if space aliens had just 
landed or something.  Their eyes remained fixed on Kristi’s bare butt as 
their jaws all dropped open simultaneously.  Drew especially had eyes like 
saucers as I doubt he’d ever seen a real girl’s bare ass as up close and 
personal as now.  When Kristi deliberately bent way over to pull up Kyle’s 
shorts, allowing her shaved pussy to become visible between her legs for just 
a split second and if it hadn’t been such an erotic sight I would’ve burst 
out laughing seeing the new expressions on their faces.  I suppose it wasn’t 
their fault.  Face it, most boys can only jerk off wishing they could see a 
girl doing exactly what Kristi was doing right now in front of them.

“Well, aren’t you gonna put yours on Kelly?” Kristi asked, snugging up the 
belt which was way too large for her thin waist so she ended up tying it like 
it was a piece of rope.

This was an opportunity to one-up my cousin and I wasn't about to let it slip 
through my fingers.  Instead of turning away as she had and showing off my 
butt – which I couldn't blame her for doing considering how hot hers looked, 
I just shrugged and nonchalantly dropped my shorts right in front of them, 
acting like it was no big deal to bare myself in front of them.

I smiled at them as they breathlessly stared at my crotch.  It was tempting 
to start playing with myself and REALLY drive them crazy but this was good – 
at least for now.  After allowing them a few seconds to burn the image of my 
pussy in their memories, I pulled up Darren’s shorts slowly.  This time it 
was Kristi’s turn to try and control herself but she wasn't as good at hiding 
her emotions as I was and she so started to giggle a little.

“What’s the matter guys, never see a girl change her shorts in front of you 
before?” she teased them.

Darren started to say something to recover his wounded pride while the other 
two just stammered and looked more embarrassed now than anything.  I started 
to think that maybe we should have taken it more slowly, perhaps allowing 
them to peek at us as we changed behind the barn without us supposedly 
knowing.  Heck, I had assumed they would!  Maybe by taking it in smaller 
steps they might’ve been less embarrassed and more turned on, even though I 
was pretty sure they were turned on quite a bit judging by their involuntary 
reactions below their waists.  Had they been older or more experienced they 
would have undoubtedly tried to make something out of the opportunity we were 
clearly giving them but as it was, they just turned beet red.  Even Darren 
looked a little nonplussed, despite his claims to having “seen it” plenty of 
times before.

Now that we were dressed again and if anything, more covered up than before, 
there wasn't much else to do so we started to walk back towards the trail.  
As we walked I wasn't sure if the change in attire had made things any better 
as the boy shorts kept trying to fall down being they were so much larger 
than my size.  Considering I was bare-assed underneath and we were starting 
to near civilization again, having them fall down might been a little hard to 
explain to the families camping in the crowded campsite.  Not that it 
wouldn't have been fun, but a girl has to behave a LITTLE bit now and then.  
If I knew it was just fathers and older boys, that would have been one thing, 
but I wasn't about to flash little kids.

The trail ended near where the last of the cabins were.  I looked at Kristi, 
wondering what she wanted to do now.  Well, I already KNEW what she would 
WANT to do, the questions was more what WOULD we do?  My father would be 
expecting a phone call from us soon and if anything, we had taken far longer 
to complete the trail than I had expected.  Still, I doubted that he minded 
having a little more free time with Kristi’s mom.  Besides, if he was really 
worried he could always call us.

We looked at each other and reached an unspoken agreement to stick with the 
guys for a while and just see how things worked out.  Thus we all headed down 
the narrow road towards where their families were camping.


Chapter 4 – Sex at the Campground
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My family had never really been into camping and since the campground was 
further down the road from the cabins where we normally stayed.  I’d never 
paid much attention to it before.  Walking along the road, it didn’t seem to 
be too terribly big.  I think I’d read somewhere that there were around forty 
sites or so and most of them seemed to have tents instead of trailers.  It 
was certainly a lot different from the RV park I’d stayed in out in 
California earlier this summer.

We passed a bath house which Kristi and I quickly ran into to use while the 
guys waited outside for us.  At first I was surprised none of them need to 
pee but then I realized that being boys, they probably just peed anywhere 
they wanted back on the trail.

Once I had asked my dad why men did that as it was so disgusting to just pee 
everywhere.  It didn’t really help matters when he just grinned and answered, 
“Because we can.” The bath house seemed pretty clean and even had hot 
showers.

Kristi and I took the opportunity to wash our hands and faces and it felt a 
little better to be fresh and clean again after sweating on the trail.  
Actually a shower would have been better and with Kristi it would have been 
fun as well but we had three boys waiting outside for us and I didn’t want 
them to think we had lost interest in them.  Still, I couldn't resist giving 
my cousin what was suppose to be a quick kiss but ended up being a little bit 
more.

“God I’m so fuckin’ horny,” she whispered hoarsely as I felt her hand 
reaching between my legs.

I reminded her about Drew and she grinned saying, “I’m gonna fuck his dick 
off.” Funny thing, I didn’t think she was joking!  One more kiss and we left 
the bathhouse, apparently just in time as a mother and her little girls all 
filed in as we walked out.  I grinned to myself as I wondered how mommy would 
have explained to her little charges what the older girls were doing!

It wasn't much further before the road ended in a circular parking area.  The 
guys led us over to where two similar trailers were parked on adjacent sites.  
As it turned out, each family had their own camp trailer that the parents 
stayed in while the boys had a single large tent set up behind them towards 
the back of the site.

Nobody seemed to be around and only one truck was there so I guess their 
parents must have been out doing something together or whatever.  When I’d 
mentioned earlier about our boat, the boys had seemed jealous that we had one 
so I didn’t think they were out on the lake.  Oh well, it didn’t really 
matter I guess so long as they stayed away for a while longer.  Then again, 
it wasn't all that long ago I’d learned that parents you meet while camping 
can be quite interesting... Well, odds were the boy’s parents were your 
typical mom and pop so I needed to forego any thoughts about them being kinky 
or anything at all even like that.

First things first, I needed to get out of these ridiculously baggy shorts.  
It dawned on me that we could have easily changed in the bathhouse but I 
guess we were too distracted at the time by the needs of our bladders – and 
then being horny to think rationally.  Somehow the campers seemed off-limits 
from the way the boys were avoiding them so Kristi and I headed for their 
tent to get ourselves changed. 

While we didn’t invite the boys in along with us, as much as I knew Kristi 
would have loved to have done, I’d already taken note that the side flaps 
were unzipped meaning anyone looking through the screened windows would have 
a pretty good view of the interior.  The tent was situated (purposely 
perhaps?) such that the closest people with a direct line of site were quite 
a ways away.  During the daytime especially, with the sun shining down on the 
tent, even thought the campground was jammed full it would be next to 
impossible for any of their neighbors to see anything.  Besides, why would 
anyone want to look into a tent full of boys anyway?  However, all this 
didn't mean someone standing just outside wouldn’t be able to peer inside.

“Now boys, no peeking!” I teased them but at the same time I tried to make 
the tone of my voice such that it sounded more like I was suggesting that 
they DO.

In any case, I would’ve been astounded if they didn't already have such 
thoughts in their heads already – both of their heads if you know what I 
mean.  Kristi followed as I led the way, unzipping and then parting the 
screening to allow us both to slip inside.  It wasn’t exactly the most 
comfortable place to change as the center of the tent was barely high enough 
for us to stand upright, plus it was quite hot inside, even thought there was 
some nice shade over the site.  All I had to do to lose the shorts was let 
loose my grip of them.  For the entire trip I’d had to keep at least one hand 
on them so they wouldn't fall down so by simply letting go the shorts dropped 
to the floor in a heap around my ankles.  For a moment I just stood there, 
basking in the feel of the warm air against my bare butt.  Once Kristi had 
dropped hers I turned and backed into her, wiggled my bare bottom against 
hers.

“Hey cuz, careful you don’t start something you can’t finish,” she teased me 
as she wiggled hers back against me.

Then we both turned around and without a second thought we both reached out 
for the other and shared a nice long kiss, even longer than the ones back in 
the bathhouse.  Trying not to be too obvious, I looked out the window behind 
her, secretly hoping that the guys were watching from outside as I put my 
hands on Kristi’s bare ass and squeezed each of her cheeks with one hand as 
she did the same with mine.

I think every girl learns at an early age that nothing turns on a guy more 
than to see two girls kiss, even it’s her friends doing it and not her.  It’s 
always seemed a little odd to me that guys get so into seeing two girls 
kissing yet when it comes to two boys kissing, it’s like the worst thing 
imaginable for them.

The same sort of thing goes for dancing.  Girls will get out and dance 
together or in a group and nobody thinks twice about it but you’ll never see 
two guys dancing, at least not unless they are gay.  I can still remember 
kissing my first girl at a slumber party when I wasn’t even technically a 
teenager yet and while it was sort of naughty at the time, we all were doing 
it and nobody accused anyone of being a lesbian.

“Did you see the look on their faces when I dropped my shorts on front of 
them back at the barn?” Kristi whispered with a giggle, “Shit, I thought poor 
Drew was going to faint.”

“Hmmmmmm... I think somebody’s hot for Drew,” I teased her, “or at least his 
dick.”

Kristi giggled even more, squeezing my butt a little tighter.  “God Kelly, 
can you imagine him fucking me?  Mmmmmmm, I can!  Do you think he’s really 
fifteen?  He seems younger, or at least he acts that way.  It’s so hard to 
tell sometimes.  What do you think?”

“Well, he’s definitely not eighteen so really, what difference does it make?  
Why can’t you fool around with guys your own age?” I playfully chided her.

“Oh don’t give me that... I saw you looking him over Miss Goody Two-Shoes,” 
she retorted.

“Well, I guess I'll just have to take care of the other two while you do 
Drew,” I sighed melodramatically.

“Yeah, like THAT would be such a hardship for you,” she laughed, spanking my 
bare bottom with a sharp slap.

Although I hadn’t caught sight of them, I hoped that they had witnessed our 
little show and now it was time to get thing really going.  We pulled our own 
shorts back on and then went back outside to the front of the tent where, 
judging from their heavy breathing, the guys had obviously hurried back from 
peeking in on us.  The guilty looks on their faces were so blatant it was 
almost funny and I saw Drew was even a little flushed.  Thanking him for his 
thoughtfulness, I handed back the shorts to Darren while Kristi returned 
Kyle’s.  It was probably a good thing for them as the loose boxers weren't 
doing much of a job of concealing their current state of arousal, even though 
they tried to hide it from us.  It wasn't like they HAD to as neither Kristi 
nor I would have cared if they had flopped out for us to see.

“So what do you guys want to do now?” I asked playfully, my hands on my hips 
as I twisted them back and forth slowly.

Well, I KNEW what they wanted – the same thing most any heterosexual boy 
would want in these circumstances.  They looked back and forth at each other, 
none of them apparently courageous to say what was really on their minds.  
Well, such hesitation had never deterred Kristi before and it certainly 
wasn't about to today.  Once she got frustrated with their stalling she 
decided to take things into her own hands – literally as it turned out.

“So tell me Drew... did you like seeing my bare ass back at the barn?” she 
said softly, moving up a little closer to him.  

Drew was barely taller than her so she could just about look him straight in 
the eyes.  Poor boy, he didn’t seem to know what to do and he looked over at 
his brother and Darren, pleading with his eyes as if they had all the answers 
for him.

“I wasn't asking THEM,” Kristi chided Drew, “I wanted to know if YOU liked 
what you saw?  Do you want to see it again?  Maybe more this time?”

The other guys were watching this rather surreal scene unfold in front of 
them, not moving or looking away, probably wondering what was going on and 
where this was all leading.  For that matter, I was wondering the same thing 
too!  I had a pretty good idea where it would end but the journey could be 
just as interesting at times.

Drew nodded almost imperceptibly but that didn't satisfy Kristi.  “Well?” she 
said, demanding a response, “Did you like my ass or not?”

“It looked really nice,” Drew finally blurted out, his face beet red as 
Kristi stood just inches away from him now.

“Nice?  Did you say my ass looked nice?” she said, acting as though she was 
incredulous, “You mom’s butt probably looks nice... is that all you can say 
about mine?”

“It looked... hot,” he said so quietly I could barely make it out.  I almost 
felt sorry for the boy but then I knew what was waiting for him so I didn’t 
feel TOO sorry for him!

“I asked if you wanted to see it again?” she reminded him, “Do you?”

Drew again looked at the other guys who just seemed more amazed at what was 
happening to their youngest member and NOT to them.  I could practically hear 
their thoughts... “Dear Penthouse, I never thought this would happen to 
me...”

Rather than drag this charade out any further, Kristi reached out and grabbed 
Drew by the hand, then she pulled him towards the tent.  “C.mon Drew, let’s 
go inside and I'll show it to you again, OK?”

They left the three of us standing behind, the two guys staring with their 
arms hanging down to their sides, me just shaking my head slowly.  What a 
waste!  Heck, we could have probably spent an hour or so just teasing them 
outside having fun if she hadn’t been so crazy horny.  Sure, I wanted to get 
it on too but why not have some fun with them along the way as well?  Well, 
it wasn't like I was in the tent yet so who knows what opportunities 
remained.

As I tried to decide what to do next, the two of them inside the tent that 
had everyone’s attention – even mine.  I could tell both boys were anxious to 
get back to wherever they had been looking inside before.  Evidently they 
must have thought I might be offended if they looked in on Kristi and drew.  
You would think by now they would start getting the message about me, 
wouldn’t you?

“Are you guys gonna watch them or just stand there?” I prodded them, pointing 
to the tent and moving around to the back where the biggest window was 
undone.

Not only did it have the best view, but it was also the least likely place 
anyone would notice us looking at the tent from a ways away, causing them to 
maybe wonder what was so interesting inside that was grabbing our attention.

The three of us stood there in back of the tent, the two of them on each side 
of me.  It was sort of funny in a way.  As much as they had both been staring 
at my ass and boobs all day, at this moment I was closer to them than I’d 
been yet they didn’t even seem to notice I was there as they covered the tops 
of their eyes with their hands to shade them from the sun so see inside 
better.  With the sunlight on it the screening made it a little hard to see, 
but it was still enough to get a pretty good view of what was happening 
inside.

Kristi must have stripped the moment she entered the tent as by the time I 
got to see her all she was wearing was her sneakers.  I didn’t blame her for 
keeping them on as the bottom of the tent was dirty from the guys coming and 
going without cleaning their shoes off first.  In any case, I doubted that 
either of the boys next to me were looking that far down as the rest of her 
was stark naked.  Damn her, even I was impressed at her petite body.  I 
sighed to myself seeing how cute and hot she looked.  It was probably best 
they looked at just her for now as it would have frustrated the heck out of 
me to have them staring at her had I been in there as well.

“Holy shit!” Darren muttered under breath as Kristi started to touch her 
boobs with her fingertips as Drew just sat there on one of the air 
mattresses, watched her intently with his mouth hanging open as if he was 
trying to catch flies.

Kristi put on a little dance for him that would have gotten her arrested at 
most legitimate strip clubs, eventually touching her pussy and masturbating 
for Drew.  She even faked an orgasm for him and since I was the only one who 
knew she was faking, what did it hurt?

“No way!” Kyle groaned, most likely jealous as hell of his little brother.

What evoked his latest response was seeing Kristi getting down on her knees 
and fumbling for Drew’s belt.  Drew reached out to touch her but she 
playfully pushed his hands away, telling him he could look but not touch.  I 
guess the “no touch you partner” rule didn’t apply to her though as she 
quickly undid his belt and shorts, then pulled them off of him along with his 
underwear, leaving Drew sitting bare-bottomed on the soft sleeping bag atop 
the air mattress.

Kristi asked Drew if anyone had ever touched his dick before.  Kyle snickered 
besides me as he muttered, “Well HE certainly has!” Judging from the way both 
guys besides me were shifting around and adjusting their shorts, I had no 
doubt they were wishing Kristi was asking them the same question.

I couldn't make out exactly what Drew was muttering with all the grunts and 
groans coming from the peanut gallery outside the tent.  “Can you believe 
it!”  “Holy shit” “Oh my god!” were just a few of the comments being thrown 
out as Kristi reached out and grabbed Drew’s hard dick.  I think Drew was a 
little embarrassed to be so hard already but it wasn't as if Kristi cared – 
it just saved her some time and effort in her book

As for me, I like it best when a guy starts out soft so I can feel him 
growing in my hand or mouth.  From Kristi’s perspective, that was all just 
wasted time when he could be fucking her so the sooner he was hard, the 
better so far as she was concerned.

“Damn... do you think she’s gonna suck him” Darren asked across to Kyle, as 
if I wasn't even there.

“Trust me, she will... and that’s not ALL she’ll do to him before this is 
over,” I informed them..

“Fuck, your cousin’s a real slut!” Kyle said admiringly.

That was the last straw as far as I was concerned.  It was bad enough for 
Kristi to be grabbing all the attention but now Kyle was calling her a slut 
and not even thinking about me!  Over the years I’ve learned to deal with 
guys paying more attention to Kristi, that was just Mother Nature’s cruel 
joke on me and there was nothing I could do about it.  To completely IGNORE 
me in favor of Kristi..., now THAT required a response.  A girl has to have 
SOME pride.

“You know, it’s not like you have to hide yours either,” I said seductively, 
reaching out in both directions to pat their crotches.

Even with the denim shorts now back over their underwear I could tell both 
were stiff as rods underneath.  They looked at me as if they weren't sure 
what I really meant.  Damn, did I have to provide engraved invitations for 
them?  And people ask me why I like older men!  At least they don’t have to 
be told twice – or even once in many cases.

“C’mon, let me see what you’ve got,” I said, trying to keep the frustration 
out of my voice.

I guess I really couldn't blame them for being distracted as Kristi now had 
her head planted in Drew’s crotch.  Between her hair falling in the way and 
the window screen it was a bit hard to make out exactly what was happening, 
but with the way her head was bobbing and Drew was groaning, there wasn't 
much doubt she was sucking his dick.

“Damn, she’s blowing him!” Darren croaked, “You’re fuckin’ little brother’s 
getting a BJ!”

“Well, get yours out then and I'll do the same for you,” I finally came out 
and said directly.

Sheesh, it was like I had to draw a map for them or something.  At least THAT 
got their attention but after looking at each other then I saw them glancing 
around nervously, evidently concerned that someone might see them.  Obviously 
I hadn’t made them horny enough yet.

“You know guys, I’m not saying to get naked,” I huffed, “Besides, nobody can 
see us anyway.  Now how about taking those nice dicks out for me, OK?”

One thing you can count one when it comes to men, and especially boys, is 
that their big heads can only dominate the little ones for so long before a 
role reversal takes place.  With both Daren and Kyle, horniness finally won 
out over common sense, just as I knew it eventually would.  Besides, it WAS 
true what I’d said about nobody being able to see us.  With the tent set so 
far back on the site and us being behind it, it would have taken someone 
almost deliberately wanting to see what was going on behind the tent for us 
to be discovered.  

Finally, both guys had dropped their shorts and pulled their dicks out 
through the front slits of their underwear.  Now THIS was more like it!  I 
stopped watching Kristi and bent my knees, crouching down so I could grab 
each of their dicks and look back and forth to each side to see one and then 
the other from a more direct point of view.  It seemed they were both about 
the same size, average I guess you could say but they both had that wonderful 
steel-rod stiffness that only a teenage cock can have.  It was like grabbing 
onto two steel pipes and the best part was that I knew they would stay that 
way, even after cumming a couple of times.

“Soooooo, is this more like it?” I said softly, grinning up at both of them. 

I could tell they were torn between wanting to see my cousin sucking Drew 
inside the tent and seeing me jerking them off with my hands.  Well, there 
was one way to get them to pay more attention to me – just up the ante a bit.

“Do your girlfriends like to suck your dicks?” I teased them as I twisted 
each of my hands around their hard cocks.

They glanced at each other and had they been alone, I’m sure each would have 
bragged about his experience and the number of blowjobs they’ been given but 
as best friends, they both knew the other would know he was lying.  I was 
rapidly getting the impression that not even Darren had as much experience as 
he was claiming to have with girls.  In the end, neither of them said a word, 
their silence more telling than anything else.

Well, it was up to me I guess so I took Darren’s dick first in my mouth, just 
bobbing on it quickly, taking about two-thirds of it in my mouth before 
letting it go and turning to face Kyle and repeating my performance on him.  
Kristi may have her fifteen (fourteen?) year old dick to enjoy, but I had TWO 
teenage cocks at my disposal now so she could keep her jailbait!  Back and 
forth I went, maybe going down two or three times on each before switching to 
the other, stroking the one cock with my free hand while sucking on the 
other.

With my other hand I pulled up my top, exposing my braless boobs to them 
while keeping it on just in case an emergency popped up – like their parents 
suddenly returning.  It wasn't I was worried about ME – they might not like 
the fact some slut was sucking off the two older buys but I could only 
imagine what they would say about Drew getting his dick sucked by a girl at 
least seven years older than him!  She was inside the tent so it wasn't like 
she wouldn't have time to get herself dressed or even hide among the blankets 
and sleeping bags.

Me being outside... now THAT was a different story entirely.  Still, I had to 
say it was more exciting to be squatting down in the middle of a crowded 
campsite with my boobs hanging out while sucking off these boys’ cocks.  
Squatting as I was, I could feel my shorts pulling up and I knew anyone 
looking would have seen a lot more of my ass than a girl typically would 
without being in a thong bikini.  

I could tell that both of them were trying to hold back but they couldn't 
help but release a loud breath or a gasp now and then when my tongue and lips 
got in just the right combination on their dicks to make their knees bend.  
Both of them needed a shower after the hike and who knows what else they’d 
been doing before they met us but I didn’t care.  All I knew was I was 
enjoying their stiff dicks and I LOVED sucking them both off in front of each 
other.  Odds were neither of them had ever seen the other being blown and I 
wondered how they felt about their best friend seeing their dick out and 
being stroked and sucked by this slutty girl squatting down between them.

As I sucked them I could see they were also watching what was happening in 
the tent as well.  Myself, I couldn't see a thing and it was remarkably quiet 
inside as well.  Kristi could never be accused of being shy about expressing 
herself during sex so either she was deliberately keeping calm so as not to 
draw attention from anyone outside or her mouth was too full of dick to say 
anything loud enough to be heard outside the tent.  If I had to set the odds, 
it would probably be a little of each!

Who would cum first – Darren or Kyle?  At first glance, you would assume Kyle 
since he was younger and Darren claimed to have more experience and as such, 
should be able to control himself more.  Yet the more I sucked them, the more 
I had to wonder how much of Darren’s bravado was just bluster?  He seemed to 
be just as ecstatic as Kyle about me sucking his cock – certainly not like he 
had been-there, done-that before.

If anything, he seemed to be about to cum even before Kyle and sure enough, 
just as I was about to take my mouth off of him and turn my attention back to 
Kyle’s dick, Darren flooded my mouth with his cum along with a long heavy 
sigh, almost like one of relief as his hairy balls emptied themselves into my 
waiting mouth.  I held my lips firmly around his cock, keeping every drop of 
cum in my mouth and letting it pool on my tongue.  God, how much cum did he 
have?  It was like he was overflowing my mouth between his cum and dick 
stuffed inside!

“My turn!” Kyle suddenly gasped as I continued stroking his dick while 
sucking the last few drops from the tip of Darren’s still hard cock.

I quickly turned to face Kyle, just in time to get a face-full of cum as his 
first load caught me on the forehead right between my eyes!  Before the 
second load could nail me again, I had my cum-filled mouth wrapped around his 
dick where he could finish his load without making a mess of me – at least 
any MORE of a mess of me.  I didn't even have time to swallow Darren’s load 
before my mouth was flooded with Kyle’s cum.  It was as much, if not more 
than Darren’ had given me, even with the first shot on my forehead instead of 
my mouth.

Damn, the boy’s balls must have been ready to explode!  There was no way I 
could hold all that cum in my mouth and swallowing with his dick in my mouth 
was hard so I had no choice but to let some of it escape and drip down my 
chin.

OK, so my thoughts tend to wander at times... As I sucked off the last of 
Kyle’s cum I wondered what would happen if a guy didn’t masturbate or fuck?  
Where did all the cum go?  I doubted that he stopped making it just because 
it wasn't being used.  Was that why some guys claimed their “balls ached” 
when they didn't get to fuck for a while or even masturbate?

Enough of THAT tangent!  My mouth felt deliciously slimy from the fresh 
coating of cum from two young dicks as I swallowed it all down finally, 
wishing I had a bottle of water or something to help rinse out my mouth a 
little as it left quite an aftertaste.  Oh well, it’s not like I wasn’t use 
to the taste but still, just a mouthful of water would have been nice...

Not surprisingly, both my guys were still as hard as ever and I knew from the 
looks on their faces if anything, they were even hornier than before I’d 
blown them.  I knew what they wanted – what they probably didn’t dare ask for 
but were undoubtedly praying they could.  Really... what teenage boy would 
NOT want to fuck a girl after she’d just sucked his cock and swallowed his 
load?

I remembered back to when I use to date in high school and the dashed hopes 
guys would have after I’d sucked them off but then they didn't get to fuck 
me.  Just because I LOVED sucking their dicks that didn't mean I let every 
boy in school fuck me.  I DID have SOME morals.  And a girl has to draw the 
line somewhere.  Ok, so there are the exceptions like Kristi but I would feel 
safe in saying that the vast majority of girls – even the sluts and whores, 
have their limits, even though they may vary substantially.

I took the opportunity to glance inside the tent.  Darren and Kyle were 
mesmerized already so I knew it had to be something pretty good.  Why wasn't 
I surprised?  (just kidding) There was my slutty cousin riding Kyle’s 
brother, leaning over him such that her breast were low enough for him to 
suck on them while she rocked on his dick – his no longer virgin dick.

I wish I’d been able to watch when she first took him in her and seen the 
expression on his face when he got to feel his dick in a girl’s pussy for the 
first time.  I’d been fortunate enough over the years to have been fucked by 
a few virgins and it’s always special to see that look – a mixture of lust, 
fear, gratitude, amazement, whatever, it was all there at this special time 
of their life.  How long had she been riding him?  Had he already cum from 
her blowjob or had she waiting to take his first load in her pussy?  Was this 
the position she took his virginity or how had they been situated?  Damn, so 
many questions to ask her later when we got together later when we were 
through with these guys.

“So what do you guys think of my cousin?” I asked them both quietly so as not 
to disturb the two in the tent.

“God she is hot!” Darren was the first to respond, practically drooling.  He 
was stroking his dick slowly as he stared inside and I had to wonder if he 
even realized he was doing it. 

Most likely had he known I could see him stroking it he would have been 
embarrassed but right now he was so engrossed in watching Drew fucking Kristi 
(or was SHE fucking Drew?) that I doubted he even knew himself what he was 
doing.

“I can’t believe she’s fucking my brother!” Kyle said almost breathlessly. 

Really, how many guys actually get to see their brother fucking a girl in 
real life?  To see his younger brother getting laid for the first time must 
have been more than little hard for Kyle.  Again, I had to wonder just how 
many girls he REALLY had fucked so far – and if he even had done ONE!

“He seems to be enjoying it,” I observed thoughtfully. 

Well, Kristi certainly was too.  Seeing drew naked and with Kristi on top of 
him rocking his dick in and out of her, I wondered yet again if he was really 
fifteen.  God, he looked like such an innocent, naive boy!  I had figured 
before he was maybe fourteen and now I was having to re-evaluate even THAT 
estimate!  drew had his hands on Kristi’s hips, where no doubt she had placed 
them earlier, and for the most part he just laid there and let my cousin do 
all the work – not that she seemed to mind.  I’ve never fucked a boy Drew’s 
age in my entire life, the youngest actually being my first boyfriend Steve 
way back when I was just fourteen.

For a moment, I had to admit I wondered what it would be like to be in 
Kristi’s place right then, his young hard dick poking inside of me while I 
knew he had to be going completely nuts in his head over what was happening 
to him for the first time.  It was SO hot to watch.  If the other two boys 
hadn’t been there with me, I might have succumbed and joined my cousin.  
Fortunately, at least I guess you say that, God was once again helping me 
deal to deal with temptation, just as he promised he would.

“Luck goddamn son of a bitch,” Darren muttered and once again, I felt a 
little surge anger building up within me.

It was like I wasn’t even there!  For drying out loud, I’d just sucked them 
both off until they came AND let them cum in my mouth AND swallowed as much 
as I could and still, all they seemed to be able to think about was fucking 
Kristi.  Well hello!  I had a pussy too just in case they’d forgotten, and it 
was just as wet as Kristi’s had been when she started fucking Drew – at least 
I was willing to bet it was.  One thing I was blessed with (or at least thank 
my mom for giving me her genes), was a pussy that got soaked at the drop of a 
hat.  OK, so there were times it might get a little embarrassing but I would 
rather have it that way then have to use some sort of lube very time.

“You know guys, I AM here,” I sighed, hoping they took the hint.  Damn, my 
boobs were still out and they hadn’t even touched them!

“Oh!  Sorry... we didn't mean to say all that about your cousin in front of 
you,” Darren apologized.  I wanted to scream.  God, how could two boys both 
be so clueless!

Exasperated, I reached down, unbuttoned my shorts, and dropped them to the 
ground where I stepped out of them with one foot and used to other to toss 
them a few feet away, leaving me standing there in my sneakers, and t-shirt.  
Although the t-shirt was still pulled up over my boobs I decided I had to 
pull out all the stops if I was going to keep their attention thanks to the 
fuck show going on inside the tent.

Pulling the t-shirt up and over my head, I was left with just my sneakers on 
– same as Kristi but I was OUTSIDE the tent.  Now THAT got their attention.  
Both of them turned to stare at my naked figure which was just mere inches 
away from them.  Their hard dicks were still poking out so sweetly from their 
underwear and I was dying to have them in me.

“Well, who’s gonna fuck me first?” I asked sweetly, putting one finger up to 
my lips trying to act innocent in contrast to Kristi being such a whore.

Without a doubt they both were dying to fuck me but at the same time, I was 
sure that just as neither had them had been watched getting a blowjob before 
(assuming they’d even HAD one before), I was pretty positive they’d never 
been in a three-some before either, or at least not anyone watching THEM 
doing it.  Once again it was up to me to take the initiative but it was an 
easy choice, one I’d already made hours earlier when I first saw the guys 
together.

“C’mon Darren, I want you to show Kyle how to really fuck a girl,” I said, 
turning my ass towards Kyle, leaning over to grab my knees as I spread my 
bare legs slightly apart for him.

Like, I’d been dreaming of his dick inside of me since I first saw him and 
now it was finally going to happen – at least it had better happen pretty 
damn quick!

As much as I was sure he wanted to fuck me, Darren seemed to hesitate and I 
had a pretty good sense for what was wrong.  What were the odds that Darren 
had never fucked a girl from behind while standing up before?  Hmmm, probably 
pretty good.  Most likely he’d probably done nothing but good ole missionary 
position.  Well, I wasn't about to lay on my bare back in the long grass and 
dirt along with god only knew what nasty bugs and creatures so it was this 
way or no way.

“Don't you think we should go in the tent?” Kyle asked, looking around 
nervously again.

There was still nobody nearby and I could barely make out the sounds of 
anything around us and what I could was quite a ways off.  Sheesh, we were 
hidden behind the tent such that even if somebody drove by they wouldn't see 
a thing.  Besides, Kristi and Drew were already in the tent.  I’d had quite 
enough of Kristi grabbing all the limelight and the last thing I was going to 
do was get side-by-side with her and have to deal with be #2 yet again.  
Nope, if they wanted to fuck me, here was their chance.  Besides, imagine how 
they would brag about it later to all their friends.  Would any of them 
believe a word of it though?

“Will you just shut up, quit whining and FUCK me,” I finally let loose.

Damn, this was getting to the point of being ridiculous.  I’d never dreamed 
it would ever be so difficult to get two teenage boys to fuck me!  God, 
usually they were pawing at me through my clothes.

“Here, let me help you,” I offered over my shoulder to Darren.  Putting my 
hand down between my legs,

I reached for his dick like he was the quarterback standing behind me in a 
football game (do they have position called “doggie”?)  I couldn’t quite 
reach his cock but he got the hint and moved up until I was able to snag it 
like the baton in a relay race.  I LOVED the firm feel of his stiffness in my 
hand.  God, he hadn’t shrunk even a fraction after cumming the first time.  
You gotta love a teenage cock!

“OK, now push it in slowly,” I said after rubbing it a little on my pussy to 
get the head wet.

I had it positioned right at the opening to my pussy but even so, given it 
was the first time a dick was going to be in my pussy today I would likely 
still a little tight so at first my pussy resisted him.

“Push harder,” I encouraged him, pressing my butt back against him to help 
drive him in me.

“Ohhhhhh, that’s it... now deeper!  I moaned as I felt him begin to enter me. 

Finally!  It felt so good to feel myself stretch out to accommodate his cock.  
It wasn’t like he was all that thick or long, instead just the right size to 
slip in my pussy without much trouble and yet still feel comfortable in my 
pussy without overstuffing me.  Granted, a cock that was TOO small wasn’t 
exactly all that great, but I never complained about an “average” sized dick.  
The really big ones are better for porn flicks and showing off in front of 
people, but give me a typical 5-6 inch cock any day and I’m perfectly 
content.  If anything, it’s the thickness that I prefer and with a fat cock 
it’s all the more important that he not be too long.  I can deal with a wide 
cock, but a fat AND long at the same time can be quite a pain – literally!

As Darren’s dick entered me, I suddenly realized that as much as I THOUGHT I 
was dying to be fucked by him, it was nothing compared to how badly I REALLY 
wanted it once I felt his dick inside of me.  Indeed, hiking with the boys, 
teasing them constantly, and then finally seeing Kristi doing the wild thing 
with Drew was bad enough.  Suck both guys off turned out to be the proverbial 
last straw for me.  Wow, what would I have done if for some reason Darren had 
chickened out of fucking me?  Well, thankfully I didn’t have to find out. 

Poor Kyle was left just standing there, his hard dick in his hand as his 
younger brother was doing Lord only knows what with my cousin in the tent 
while his best friend now had his dick sunk into the older girl’s pussy right 
in front of him.  I’m sure he loved seeing it but at the same time, he had to 
be wanting a piece of wet pussy for his own.  Well, he would get it if he 
just waited patiently as I didn't expect Darren to last all that long anyway.  

As Darren fucked me while Kyle watched, it made me feel like a total slut - 
and I loved it.  Darren was reacting like your typical inexperienced teenage 
both, just moving his dick around without much so far as technique goes.  His 
tentativeness made me even more convinced that his sexual resume was a LOT 
thinner than he had bragged about earlier.  Still, so long as his hard cock 
was in me, I wasn't about to complain.  It wasn’t like I couldn't help out.

“Whadda ya think Kyle?” I gasped, “Ever see Darren fuck a girl before like 
this?”

“Never seen him fuck a girl like anyway before,” he mumbled, staring at my 
boobs hanging down.

He seemed to be avoiding look at my ass - and thus Darren’s busy cock.  Maybe 
he was concerned that he might be gay or something if he got off seeing 
another guy’s dick in action.  Well, isn’t that what porn is all about so why 
get worried about it now?

“Hey Kyle, why don’t you let me suck your dick while Darren fucks me?” I 
offered.

Kyle froze as I was sure he had NEVER heard a real girl say anything even 
close to that, at least not to HIM.  It really didn't matter as he was close 
enough for me to reach out for his cock with one hand while I still supported 
myself on my knee with the other.  His dick was SO hard and I loved the way 
it felt so warm and smooth in my hand.  I pulled him closer to me like I was 
reining in a dog on a leash until he was close enough for me to start sucking 
him again.  Meanwhile, Darren was in me from behind and I loved the idea of 
both of their dicks now in me, one from each end.  Too bad there wasn't a big 
mirror so I could see us together like this!

Inside the tent, I could hear Kristi moaning louder now.  From the sound of 
things she must have been cumming and I couldn't help but wonder for a moment 
what she was doing with her young charge to make that happen.  Then I felt 
Darren’s dick thrust into me again, shoving me forward and causing me to 
almost choke on Kyle’s dick and any thoughts of my cousin quickly 
disappeared.

Darren was getting more aggressive as he got the hang of things and I wished 
I could see what the two of them looked like as they faced each other above 
me, one of them fucking me while I sucked the other.

Darren was really picking up a head of steam now and I could hear him 
groaning as he rammed his dick in me like a pro.  It might have been fun to 
try a few other positions with him in another place and time, but for now 
this was as good as I could ask for under the circumstances.  God, here we 
were, in broad daylight, me naked with their dicks poking through their 
underwear as they fucked me outside their tent with not much more than the 
tent and a couple of campers to hide us from view of the general public.  All 
it would take was for a couple of little kids to throw a ball or Frisbee in 
the wrong direction and imagine what they would see!  Not that I was 
particularly hoping for that, but it was a possibility.  More probable and 
worrisome was what if their parents came back now? 

I was sure there would be plenty of time to get our clothes back together 
before they realized we were even there but I could only imagine what they 
would think seeing a girl like me with their sons, especially with the bulges 
the boys would undoubtedly still be sporting.  Then again, at this moment I 
just didn’t care.  All I wanted was for both of them to fuck me... and then 
fuck me some more.

From the way he was going now, Darren must have been getting close so I 
dropped Kyle’s dick from my mouth for a moment and called back to Darren over 
my shoulder.

“Hey Darren, ever cum inside a girl’s pussy before?” I inquired. 

His silence told me all I needed to know.  “It’s OK... you can cum in me 
Darren... cum inside my pussy.” 

It was more than just mere words as indeed, I WANTED him to cum in me.  
There’s something about the idea of being the first girl he ever came in that 
really was turning me on.  OK, so supposedly it wasn't like I was his FIRST 
girl ever (although I was willing to bet there hadn’t been many before me, 
and NONE quite like me), but he would certainly never forget me nor forget 
releasing himself inside of me instead of having worry about pulling out or 
wearing a condom.

“Oh fuck me Darren... cum in me,” I gasped. 

Then I went back to Kyle’s dick, not really working it so much as just sort 
of babysitting it with my mouth, keeping it nice and hard so he would be 
ready to go when Darren was done with me.  Of course, he most likely would 
have stayed hard without me helping out, but what was the fun in THAT?

“Oh god!” Darren moaned as he started to cum in me. 

He just held himself still in me, his hips thrusting just slightly into me 
instinctively, enough for me to feel his crotch pressing into my ass each 
time he shot another load of sperm into me.

It was what I need most right then.  Kristi was moaning like a whore in heat 
inside the tent, Kyle’s dick was rubbing against my cheek as I just held it 
in place with my lips, and Darren was filling my hot pussy with his cum.  Now 
if all THAT isn’t enough to make a girl cum, then she has to be the most 
frigid female on earth. 

As I am far from being frigid, it was more than enough to drive me right off 
the proverbial cliff.  It was all I could do not to bite Kyle’s cock off as I 
felt my pussy contract, convulse and then squeeze down hard on Darren’s now 
spent dick.  Although his load was now out, he remained hard inside of me – 
yep, gotta love those teenage cocks!  I might have fallen to my knees if it 
hadn’t been for Darren’s dick in my pussy and Kyle’s in my mouth.  No way I 
was going to let either of them go at this moment.  I didn’t even have to rub 
my pussy to cum this time – everything felt great just as it was.

I’m not even sure of either of them realized I was even having an orgasm.  It 
wasn't like I was acting like your classic porn star crying out and moaning 
to them how good it felt.  Instead, it was more like the three of us were all 
just being still, the two of them enjoying the attention their dicks were 
getting while I was in the middle, feeling as though the rest of the world 
had shrunk to just their dicks, my mouth and my pussy.  I really didn't even 
care all that much about THEM at this moment, at least nothing past their 
crotches.  No... all I wanted was their dicks - and more of them.

“Your turn now Kyle,” I somehow managed to get out, “Switch with Darren and 
fuck me.”

For a moment there was silence.  Then to my utter amazement Kyle whined, 
“Ewwwww, but he just... he just did IT in you.”

I had no patience for any more of this homophobic crap.  “Kyle, just get your 
damn dick in me and fuck me,” I hissed at him, jerking on his dick with my 
hand for emphasis.  Whatever ridiculous inhibitions he may have had quickly 
disappeared as by now Darren had pulled out of me and moved besides Kyle, 
waiting impatiently for Kyle to get out of the way so I could suck on his 
dick now. 

Kyle really did want to fuck me, I knew he did and it wasn’t my ego speaking 
– what teenage boy his age would NOT want to fuck a girl like me regardless 
of who had just fucked me, or where?  Nonetheless, I wanted him in me just as 
badly as he must have wanted to fuck me.  Having Darren cum in me was like 
having a sweet appetizer in that it just made me want another load of cum all 
the more.

Darren was waiting eagerly for me to start sucking his cock again but Kyle 
still hadn’t started to fuck me so I turned my head back to him where he 
looked scared as hell.  Suddenly it dawned on me, oh my God... Kyle was a 
virgin!  All that macho talk and the way he teased his brother was just a big 
scam. 

Damn, how could a guy get to be eighteen and still be a virgin?  Well, in all 
fairness to Kyle I guess for a guy it could be more possible than for a girl.  
Heck, ANY girl could lose her virginity ANY night of the week if she really 
wanted to.  For girls, it’s a personal decision based on her religious 
morals, ethics, and emotions.  with opportunity having little to do with it.  
Boys are at such a disadvantage!  They had to find a girl who would let them 
fuck her so for them, it was all in the hands of the girl – quite literally 
in some cases.  Here was Kyle, proof personified.

Whether Darren knew about Kyle’s lack of sexual experience or not, I wasn't 
sure but I had a sneaking suspicion he didn’t know the truth and so I didn't 
want to embarrass Kyle.  Still, I had to do something to help move this show 
along.  To the surprise of both of them, I stood up and grinned at Kyle, 
holding his dick in my hand as I gently worked it with my fingers..

“You know... I have a better idea.  Sit down,” I instructed him, pointing my 
finger at the grassy turf below us. 

At least it would be HIS bare ass on the grass, not mine.  Kyle was confused 
but he obediently did as I told him, sitting with his back towards the tent.  
Once he was seated I knelt down, straddling his legs as I lowered myself down 
while facing him.  With his dick just below my pussy, I leaned forward and 
whispered in his ear, “Don’t worry, I'll take care of everything.”

Then, speaking more loudly before he could react, I motioned for Darren to 
stand to the side so I could reach his dick.  Before I could do anything more 
with THAT wonderful thing though, I had something more important to do – like 
taking Kyle’s virginity.

“I REALLY want your dick in me Kyle,” I said softly to him as I reached under 
my crotch to grab his cock and guide it to my cum-filled pussy.

After being fucked by Darren and having his fresh load in me I wouldn’t be 
nearly as tight as I would’ve liked Kyle to remember but still, it wasn't as 
if I was some loose whore.  I could feel Kyle’s dick head pressing against my 
wet pussy hole and just as I was about to sit down on it, I leaned forward 
and whispered again into his ear.

“This is it Kyle... now you’re gonna fuck a girl for the first it,” and with 
that, I dropped down on his dick and buried it inside of me until I was 
sitting with all my weight on his lap.

It was so incredible to suddenly feel myself filled with his dick, like 
something had just exploded in me and swelled within my pussy in an instant.  
I moaned a little louder than I should as I just sat there for a moment and 
just focused on the feeling of his dick in my pussy.

“Oh Kyle, your cock feels SOOO big in me,” I finally sighed to him, hoping to 
build his ego a little.

Then I turned to Darren, who was waiting ever more impatiently for me to pay 
more attention to HIS dick.  Reaching for Darren’s cock, I remained seated 
firmly on Kyle’s hot rod like a hotdog mounted on a stick, grinding my ass 
slowly around in small circles to work his cock within my hungry pussy.

Then, none too soon as far was Darren was concerned, I took Darren’s dick in 
my mouth and started sucking on it.  Mmmmmmm, I loved the way he tasted and 
smelled like my pussy and his cum was still quite noticeable.  I’ve always 
loved to suck a guy’s dick after he fucks me.  There’s just something special 
about the mixture of scents and flavors that I find simply irresistible. 

Actually, I like the taste of pussy so much that I love sucking a guy’s dick 
after he’s fucked another girl but I guess I’m a little biased in that I 
prefer the taste of my own pussy best.  My thoughts momentarily drifted back 
to Kristi and Drew.  How would his dick taste right about now?  Kristi had 
one sweet tasting pussy and I loved to suck her pussy cum off a guy’s dick 
after he’d just cum in her.

Now that Darren was getting some attention again, I went back to work on 
Kyle’s dick a little more, humping on his cock to get it to move in and out 
of me more and more.  Actually, this was more work than you might think.  Why 
don't they include this in some exercise video?  I bet it would be a pretty 
popular routine even if you were dressed in workout clothes!

Poor Kyle, as much as I tried not to be too aggressive, with everything that 
had been going on it was just too much for him.  I could see from the look on 
his face he was trying to hold himself back but then his eyes flew went wide 
open and he looked at me with an almost apologetic expression as he spurted 
his first load of cum ever while fucking a girl and inside my pussy to boot.

“It’s OK Kyle... it feels so good... I love you cumming in me,” I moaned, 
trying to make him feel less embarrassed at having cum so fast.

“Shit, you came already?” Darren said to Kyle.

I felt so bad for Kyle.  It wasn’t fair for Darren to say something like that 
as it’s not like he held out forever himself.  Determined to come to Kyle’s 
assistance, I dropped Darren’s dick from my mouth and dismounted from Kyle, 
kneeling in the grass over his crotch and sucking the last of the cum that 
was dripping from the tip of his dick as I stimulated his hyper-sensitive 
dick.  Once again I could taste myself on a dick, making it twice in the span 
of just a few minutes!  I ate Kyle’s dick like I was starving, sucking and 
licking it until ever drop of cum was cleaned off.

“Well, you guys have a good time?” I asked teasingly as I stood up and rubbed 
my cum-soaked pussy.

A little of cum – whose was it?  Dripped from my pussy and I scooped it up 
with my fingers and then sucked it off with my mouth in front of them as they 
stared at me.  “I have to say, I LOVED being fucked... by both of you.”

They stood there like two kids, neither of them seemingly knowing what to 
say.  Well, they COULD have said I was a good fuck or something but then, the 
expressions on their faces and the way they looked at me told me all I really 
needed to know.  Damn, I felt like such a slut – and I loved it.  This was 
what being a slut was all about.  There was no intimacy here, nothing to do 
with love or even caring all that much about the other person.  Then again, 
it wasn't just another fuck with some guys who were just adding another notch 
to their belts.  It was like hitting the lottery to get two guys like this to 
fuck me – one a true virgin and the other almost one, and at least a pussy 
cum virgin at that.

We’d been at it a while and as much as it might have been a turn-on to be 
discovered by someone, at least I had enough common sense to realize that 
Darren and Kyle might get in trouble of their parents found out what they’d 
been doing so I gathered my clothes and dressed as they did the same. 

I went around to the front of the tent and parted the netting to peer inside.  
Damn, Kristi was STILL on top of Drew, who looked to be about ready to pass 
out if he already hadn’t.  Poor kid.  Men with a LOT more experience than he 
had been done in by Kristi so it wasn't any reflection on him whatsoever.

“Damn Kristi, haven’t you had enough of him yet?” I sighed, feigning 
exasperation.

Kristi just giggled and climbed off Drew.  I couldn't help but watch as his 
dick slipped out of her wet pussy and then pointing straight up all on its 
own.  She grinned, pointing at his wet dick which was amazingly hard.  God, I 
wondered how many times had she made him cum and yet he was still erect!

“Now see Kelly, THAT is why I love the young boys,” she snickered, “C’mon, 
take a bite... you know you want to.”

Kristi was laying naked next to him, stroking his hard little dick and then 
reaching down to quickly suck it and then looking back at me with a nasty 
grin.  Oh wow, it was SO tempting.  I could just imagine how he would taste 
after having just fucked Kristi!  Then again, he seemed so terribly young, 
even more so now that he was naked and laying still.  Besides, he wasn’t even 
moving.  Yet all the same, his dick DID look incredibly yummy.  So what if he 
was ten years younger than me, he was hard and obviously not a virgin anymore 
so what was I going to do that Kristi hadn’t already done to him?

“Hurry up Kelly.  Don’t worry, he’s out of it and he’ll never know,” she 
encouraged me, holding onto his cock and wiggling it nastily in front of me 
like some sexy sausage.

As I debated I looked back and saw Darren and Kyle had moved off a little, 
probably checking to see if anyone was around that might have seen what 
they’d been doing before with me.  Oh well, why not?  Like, what could just a 
quick taste of Drew’s dick hurt?  Nobody but Kristi and I would ever know. 

My heart was racing as I got down on my knees next to him and let Kristi hold 
Drew’s dick as I took just the head of Drew’s cock in my mouth.  As I 
mentioned before, I love tasting Kristi’s pussy on a guy’s dick after he has 
fucked her and this just reminded me of why.  God his dick tasted so good!

Just as I was about to plunge my face onto his cock and start sucking on it, 
my conscious was back to nag me.  What the hell was I doing anyway?  This was 
wrong and nothing I could rationalize would change that.  I pulled my head 
back so quickly I almost bumped Kristi’s head.  Sitting back on my feet, I 
wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, then I stood up and started shaking 
my head.

“Oh for heaven’s sake Kelly, suck it for a while.  Hey, I bet you’d LOVE 
riding it for a while, wouldn't you?” Kristi kept on trying to tempt me.

Heaving a major sigh, I turned to her and wagged my forefinger at her, 
shaking my head as I didn't trust myself to speak.  Before I could change my 
mind, I took one last look at the cute little teenage cock and then made up 
my mind for good and I started to walk out of the tent.  God, I wanted so bad 
to do just what she was telling me to do... yes, SO bad!  So what if he was 
just laying there on his back?

Imagine what it would feel like to have a fourteen or fifteen year-old dick 
in me for the first time.  Indeed, it would have been the icing on the cake 
for what had turned into a wonderful afternoon.  For just a moment I 
hesitated, my pussy literally throbbing with lust as I contemplated my 
options yet again.  Then, before I did something I KNEW I would regret later, 
I stepped out of the tent back into the bright sunlight.

A few minutes later Kristi popped out.  She was beaming, obviously quite 
proud of herself for what she’d done with Drew and I was sure I’d be hearing 
all about it before the day was over.  Still, I saw the look she gave me, 
almost like she was disappointed in me or something like that.  She could be 
so annoying sometimes!

“Ummmmm, can we see you girls again?” Darren asked as Kyle hung back, not 
enough courage I guess to ask for himself. 

I looked at Kristi who just smiled but I knew as much as she wouldn’t mind 
spending the rest of the night with them, we had other things to do and our 
parents would be expecting us back soon.

Smiling, I walked over to Kyle and kissed him.  Then I whispered in his ear, 
“I know it was your first time... I hope it was as good for you as it was for 
me.”

Kyle’s face reddened but then he realized that Darren didn't hear what I’d 
said and so he just smiled at me and nodded.  Then I kissed Darren and 
whispered something similar in his ear so he would think he’d been a great 
fuck.  Not that he hadn’t been good, but not in the way I’m sure he would be 
telling his friends over and over later on.  Drew never reappeared and I 
hoped the guys helped him get dressed before their parents returned and found 
him sprawled out naked in the tent.  Then again, I seriously doubted that 
they would have believed the truth anyway!

Kristi and I ended up walking all the way back to the lodge – a pretty good 
hike as it turned out.  Since my dad had never called, I figured he and my 
aunt must have been spending some pretty good “quality time” together so why 
bother them.  Besides, after being fucked so good I think both Kristi and I 
needed to walk off a little energy anyway.

We got plenty of looks as we wandered along the road but all I could think 
about was the three boys back at the campground.  If nothing else, at least 
now when they talked about having sex they had some REAL stories to tell!.


Chapter 5 – The Morning After
=============================

When I woke up the next morning something seemed different.  Indeed, there 
was a large arm around me and I felt something poking me in back.  When I 
stirred, the arm tightened and I felt the thing behind me dig into me a 
little harder and I knew instantly what it was – my dad’s dick!  Sometime 
during the night he must have gotten in bed with me and spooned behind me.  
As my eyes focused I saw that I was facing the other bed and I could see that 
Kristi was laying with her mom, both of them nude with the covers thrown off, 
despite the overworked air- conditioning.

“Good morning baby,” my dad whispered in my ear as his hand started to 
massage my breasts. 

I could feel the roughness of his unshaven face on my shoulder as he kissed 
my neck and licked behind my ear.  He seemed to be unable to lay still behind 
me as I felt his dick rubbing up against my butt as he moved it up and down 
with his hips.  That was one thing we shared, maybe in the DNA – we both woke 
up horny as hell in the morning.  Usually I tell people I’m a night person as 
I love to stay up late and sleep in even later.  So I guess you could really 
say I wake up horny more so than I’m a true morning person. 

My dad had always been the same way.  When I lived at home he use to come 
into my room every morning and if nothing else, masturbate while looking at 
me as I slept naked in bed.  Usually he would have me suck his dick and 
sometimes he would fuck me, even if I wasn't quite awake.  Indeed, a few 
times I’d woken with his dick already in me.  I have to admit, I LOVE to wake 
up that way, the feel of a dick already inside of me as I wondered what he 
had been doing to me before I woke.  At times like this, there was really 
only one thing for me to say...

“Fuck me daddy,” I whispered hoarsely as the first words out of my mouth 
barely made it.

“Mmmmmmm, baby, you know I want to,” he whispered back into my ear as I felt 
him lift my upper leg back and pull me more onto my back against him.

I felt his hand reach down to my pussy and start rubbing me, poking his 
finger into my hole to wet it and get my pussy ready for him.  When he 
touched my clit I couldn’t help but jerk a little as it always felt so 
sensitive when I first woke up, a if I’d been dreaming of being fucked but 
just didn’t remember it.  Who knows, maybe I had been!

“I want you in me daddy,” I moaned ever so softly, “Please fuck me now 
daddy.”

This was how our mornings typically went when we had sex.  There was usually 
not much foreplay, if any at all.  We both wanted the same thing so way not 
get right to it?  I certainly didn’t have to ask him, he would have fucked me 
quickly even if I’d never uttered a word, of that I was confident.  Yet I 
knew he loved to hear me say it, no matter how many times he’d heard it 
before.  

My mom had told me once that he had confided in her that those three words 
were the most erotic words anyone had ever said to him – “Fuck me daddy”.

Sure enough, I felt him position his hard dick at the entrance to my pussy 
and I just laid there motionless as he spread me apart and then pressed his 
head just inside of me.  Somehow the thought of Darren and Kyle fucking me, 
and the way I had to do everything to get it to happen, came to mind.  
Mmmmmmm, I didn’t have to do anything when my daddy fucked me – he took care 
of everything!

“Oh daddy!” I sighed as I felt myself being stretched open so his incestuous 
dick could violate me. 

For a few moments we just laid together like that, his dick barely in me as 
his hand returned to my breasts where he played with my hardened nipples.  
Then I gasped again as he suddenly thrust his hips into me, driving his dick 
deep inside of his daughter’s pussy until he was buried inside of me.  I 
looked down and saw the thatch of his pubic hair against my bare pussy, no 
sign of his dick as I felt it inside of me.  It felt SO good to have my daddy 
back in me again.

As my dad slowly fucked me, lovingly and with such intimacy, I couldn't help 
but think about how this was compared to what I’d done yesterday.  Sure it 
was fun and I enjoyed it, but nothing with a couple of horny teenage boys 
could ever compare to what I was doing and feeling now.  Instead of being in 
charge, controlling the action, I was all his.  Even though I submitted 
myself totally to my father, in a way I never felt more free as for these few 
moments I was in his care, nothing to worry about, no responsibilities, no 
worries, completely secure in his arms.  Later, when he finally came inside 
of me, it wasn't just the thrill of getting him off that made me feel good, 
it was knowing my own father loved me enough and saw me as being sexy enough 
to WANT to give me his sperm.

As I felt his hips thrust himself deeper into me with each ejaculation of 
cum, it wasn't even about the sex that made me almost want to cry with such 
joy I felt.  As much as I knew he enjoyed fucking Aunt Linda, and even Kristi 
now and then, I knew he never fucked them like he was fucking me just now.  
He was fucking his daughter, not his sister-in-law or niece, he was taking 
his own daughter for himself, joining with her and giving her his most 
precious token of love.

After my dad was finished, we just laid there for a while.  My Aunt Linda was 
the first to wake up, Kristi was out like a light still.  She looked over at 
us and I saw her gaze move to my crotch where my dad’s cock was still 
twitching in me.  She grinned as I knew she wasn't jealous as I wasn't her 
competition – if anything that would be Kristi.

I was suddenly reminded of how my mom use to look at us when my dad fucked 
me.  She had that same knowing smile, like she was pleased at what she saw 
and understood what it meant – for both of us.  She knew whose pussy he’d be 
fucking later that day so there was no threat to her.  If anything, I think I 
use to get my dad’s lust going at times to where he probably fucked my mom 
even more than he would have had he not been fucking me.

Sooner or later we would have to get up.  The sun was shining outside and I 
knew it would be a great day out on the boat.  What would happen?  I had no 
idea but I was just looking for a fun family day out on the lake skiing.  

Until then, I closed my eyes and squeezed down with my pussy to feel my dad’s 
semi-hard dick in me. 

Oh my god, what more could a girl ask for?

THE END

  
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