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
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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 like 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.  
Needless 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
=================================

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 though 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 lying 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, as 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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