Subject: State Park Tent Sex (FF, MF, Fm, MMF, exhib, oral, mast)
By: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Diary Date: August 8, 2009

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Summary:

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

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


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

I’d been trying to get out waterskiing all summer but with little success.  In 
fact, if it hadn’t been for a brief lucky break while out in California, I 
wouldn’t have been up on a ski yet this year!  Even that time I’d only gotten to 
go out once but then there were more interesting things to enjoy, to say the 
least.  It seemed each time we planned to go out for the weekend, either the 
weather sucked, my dad had to work or my Aunt Linda had some big open house to 
deal with.  Finally it looked liked the stars had aligned.  The weather forecast 
for Saturday was sort of iffy but Sunday promised to be a great day, maybe a 
little windy but I could live with that. Besides, even if we were stuck on 
shore, I was sure we would find plenty to keep ourselves busy.

As a general rule, when it comes to sports I generally can be classified as a 
complete klutz.  Anything involving striking a moving object with another object 
– be it tennis, softball, or even badminton, has always seemed to be simply 
beyond my abilities.  In fact, I can vividly remember coming home and crying on 
my mother’s shoulders one day when my jerk of a PE teacher declared in front of 
the entire class that I was the worst tennis player he’d ever seen!   Yet for 
all my failures in virtually anything athletic, there is one thing I CAN do 
better than most people – water-ski.  Maybe it’s because my parents had me out 
on the water almost as soon as I could walk, but whatever the reason I LOVE to 
water-ski, with emphasis on WATER.  For some reason my water-borne skills don’t 
translated to snow, but that's another story...   SO in these days where most 
people just use tubes and water-boards, I love to get up on my slalom ski and 
show off as I throw out a giant rooster tale in front of a bunch of hot guys on 
another boat or even on shore.  It also doesn't hurt that it’s a sport where I 
can get away with wearing next to nothing (or even nothing in the just the right 
situations).

As long as I can remember, my parents always had a boat, usually upgrading to a 
newer one every couple of years.  The current one has an inboard motor which I l 
love because it is so quiet and it makes it easy to look back when someone is 
skiing.  It also has a cut-out bow so we can sit up front of the driver and lay 
back, letting everyone see us as we drive by.   Before you say anything about 
wanting to show-off, what is the point in spending all that money on a revealing 
bikini, on your tan all summer, if nobody gets to see you wearing it?  Another 
nice thing about our boat it that is makes skiing a lot easier too as it is so 
powerful that it’s like you’re up and on top of the water before you even have 
time to think about it.  I can remember back when I was younger and even when I 
was pretty little I was still dragged through the water like a log for what 
seemed like ages before I finally was able to get up!

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

While some people skied in the river around Pittsburgh, my dad never was much of 
a fan of river water so typically we would drive to a state park and use one the 
lakes.  Our favorite over the years was actually down in West Virginia, a couple 
of hours south at the Tygart Lake State Park.  Like most lakes around us, it was 
created by a dam at one end and my dad once had tried to explain to me that it 
had something to do with water storage for flood control or something but all I 
cared about was it was great for skiing.  Typically we would spend at least one 
night, sometimes two depending on what my parents’ work schedules were.  I’d 
tried a few times in the past to get my dad to let me take the boat down alone 
with Kristi.  I was sure we wouldn’t have any problems finding some guys to help 
us but my dad was pretty adamantly against it from the start.  Thus I had to 
wait until he was available AND the weather cooperated before we could get on 
the water – a tough combination to satisfy some years, especially this one it 
seemed.


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

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

Another difference between Kristi and me is that when we travel, we differ in 
how we like to flirt with other drivers and people we meet at places like rest 
areas and such.  OK, so we are both unashamed flirts, but I like to tease more – 
give them just enough to make them think they are about to strike gold but then 
hold back right at the last instant.  It’s like wearing really short shorts 
which show off just enough of my ass to get a guy’s attention, but not QUITE 
enough to let him see my pussy, n 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 dong 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 her 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.  Linda also had on a t-
shirt but one that was sized properly (at least so far as a store clerk would 
say).  I could also tell she had on her bikini top underneath – and probably had 
the matching bottoms on under the shorts as well, something Kristi obviously did 
not have on.  They both were wearing sandals and again I had to wonder if some 
guy or two wasn’t peeking out at what had to be the hottest mother-daughter pair 
in town.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Shit, this is getting me so fuckin’ horny,” Kristi muttered after yet another 
guy was treated to a quick view of her bared perky boobs.  She settled back into 
the back seat of the SUV and quickly pulled her shorts off, sitting bare-ass on 
the cool leather seat with just her sandals and t-shirt on.  She had quite a tan 
by now and I loved the way just a tiny triangle of white showed over her pussy.  
The sharp contrast made her tan seem even darker and formed sort of a frame 
around her pussy.  Actually, my tan down there was shaped similar but not quite 
as small as hers.

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

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

“What’s the matter Kelly, aren’t you horny this morning?” my aunt teased me from 
up front.  Well, I couldn't let that go unchallenged so I followed suit and 
stripped off my shorts as well.  I was already pretty wet from our little 
exhibitionism and watching my hot little cousin so my fingers slid easily into 
my pussy.  Kristi glanced over at me and gave me a wicked smile before closing 
her eyes again to focus on her own pussy.

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

As I continues to masturbate, I touched my pussy and played with my clit 
casually, not really working to get myself off so much as to just enjoy the 
overall feelings it gave me.  I could do this all day and indeed, there had been 
days when I did!  Nothing makes a long drive go by more quickly than your own 
finger on your pussy, even if you’re driving (make that, especially if you’re 
driving).  For that matter, I love to touch myself most anytime I have the 
chance.  Some people have other quirks, biting their nails, scratching, 
twiddling their thumbs, whatever their little ticks might be that they do almost 
without thinking.  For me, I like to touch myself.  I don’t have to cum every 
time.  In fact, most of the time I just play with myself like this I didn’t.  It 
just feels good to touch there and so I do whenever I think I can get away it.

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

“Help me Kelly.... God I need you to help me so bad,” she groaned, twisting in 
the seat to put one leg up on it while leaving the other dangling off the edge.  
She spread her knees apart and kept touching herself but I knew what she wanted.  
One thing I have to say about Kristi, she wasn't what you would call subtle and 
so when she wanted something, she wasn’t afraid to ask for it – especially when 
it came to sex.

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

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

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

For me, I love it best when I’m the one touching myself there although I like it 
when a guy or girl does because I know they are getting off from the chance to 
fondle me.   Sure oral sex is fun and I don't mind a little 69 at times with a 
friend.  Still, for me nothing beats the feel of a dick deep in my pussy!  As 
much as I LOVE to suck a dick, even that comes in second when it comes to being 
fucked.  I know this may sound strange, but as much as I loved to be fucked and 
to suck a dick, I don't really get off any more from doing both at the same 
time.  I am 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 i 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 20 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 30 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.  Mmmmm, 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.  Grrr...  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 she 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 thought the campground was jammed full it would be next to impossible 
for any of their neighbors to see anything.  Besides, why would anyone want to 
look into a tent full of boys anyway?  However, all this didn't mean someone 
standing just outside wouldn’t be able to peer inside.

“Now boys, no peeking!” I teased them but at the same time I tried to make the 
tone of my voice such that it sounded more like I was suggesting that they DO.  
In any case, I would’ve been astounded if they didn't already have such thoughts 
in their heads already – both of their heads if you know what I mean.  Kristi 
followed as I led the way, unzipping and then parting the screening to allow us 
both to slip inside.  It wasn’t exactly the most comfortable place to change as 
the center of the tent was barely high enough for us to stand upright, plus it 
was quite hot inside, even thought there was some nice shade over the site.  All 
I had to do to lose the shorts was let loose my grip of them.  For the entire 
trip I’d had to keep at least one hand on them so they wouldn't fall down so by 
simply letting go the shorts dropped to the floor in a heap around my ankles.  
For a moment I just stood there, basking in the feel of the warm air against my 
bare butt.  Once Kristi had dropped hers I turned and backed into her, wiggled 
my bare bottom against hers.

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

I think every girl learns at an early age that nothing turns on a guy more than 
to see two girls kiss, even it’s her friends doing it and not her.  It’s always 
seemed a little odd to me that guys get so into seeing two girls kissing yet 
when it comes to two boys kissing, it’s like the worst thing imaginable for 
them.  The same sort of thing goes for dancing.  Girls will get out and dance 
together or in a group and nobody thinks twice about it but you’ll never see two 
guys dancing, at least not unless they are gay.  I can still remember kissing my 
first girl at a slumber party when I wasn’t even technically a teenager yet and 
while it was sort of naughty at the time, we all were doing it and nobody 
accused anyone of being a lesbian.

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

“Hmmmm... 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?  Mmmmm, 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 too 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.  He 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.

“Sooo, 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.

“Ohhhh, 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, “Ewww, 
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.  Mmmmm, 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 then me, he was hard and obviously not a virgin anymore so what 
was I going to do that Kristi hadn’t already done to him?

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

As I debated I looked back and saw Darren and Kyle had moved off a little, 
probably checking to see if anyone was around that might have seen what they’d 
been doing before with me.  Oh well, why not?  Like, what could just a quick 
taste of Drew’s dick hurt?  Nobody but Kristi and I would ever know.  My heart 
was racing as I got down on my knees next to him and let Kristi hold Drew’s dick 
as I took just the head of Drew’s cock in my mouth. As I mentioned before, I 
love tasting Kristi’s pussy on a guy’s dick after he has fucked her and this 
just reminded me of why.  God his dick tasted so good!

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

“Oh for heaven’s sake Kelly, suck it for a while. Hey, I bet you’d LOVE riding 
it for a while, wouldn't you?” Kristi kept on trying to tempt me.  Heaving a 
major sigh, I turned to her and wagged my forefinger at her, shaking my head as 
I didn't trust myself to speak.  Before I could change my mind, I took one last 
look at the cute little teenage cock and then made up my mind for good and I 
started to walk out of the tent.  God, I wanted so bad to do just what she was 
telling me to do.... yes, SO bad!  So what if he was just laying there on his 
back?  Imagine what it would feel like to have a fourteen or fifteen year-old 
dick in me for the first time.  Indeed, it would have been the icing on the cake 
for what had turned into a wonderful afternoon.  For just a moment I hesitated, 
my pussy literally throbbing with lust as I contemplated my options yet again.  
Then, before I did something I KNEW I would regret later, I stepped out of the 
tent back into the bight 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!

“Ummmm, 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.

“Mmmmm, baby, you know I want to,” he whispered back into my ear as I felt him 
lift my upper leg back and pull me more onto my back against him.  I felt his 
hand reach down to my pussy and start rubbing me, poking his finger into my hole 
to wet it and get my pussy ready for him.  When he touched my clit I couldn’t 
help but jerk a little as it always felt so sensitive when I first woke up, a if 
I’d been dreaming of being fucked but just didn’t remember it.  Who knows, maybe 
I had been!

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

This was how our mornings typically went when we had sex.  There was usually not 
much foreplay, if any at all.  We both wanted the same thing so way not get 
right to it?  I certainly didn’t have to ask him, he would have fucked me 
quickly even if I’d never uttered a word, of that I was confident.  Yet I knew 
he loved to hear me say it, no matter how many times he’d heard it before.  My 
mom had told me once that he had confided in her that those three words were the 
most erotic words anyone had ever said to him – “Fuck me daddy”.

Sure enough, I felt him position his hard dick at the entrance to my pussy and I 
just laid there motionless as he spread me apart and then pressed his head just 
inside of me.  Somehow the thought of Darren and Kyle fucking me, and the way I 
had to do everything to get it to happen, came to mind.  Mmmmm, 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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