    Title: April
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Doug comes to the rescue of Becky and her sister
    and Brother-in-law, and introduces them to the nudist lifestyle.
    Keywords: M/F, rom, hum

I returned to my campsite late in the morning, it was a steady rain, and I wasn't all that happy. My luck at fishing was okay, caught enough Perch for lunch and dinner tonight, and starting a cooking fire shouldn't be that much of a problem, as I had plenty of dry firewood in the back of my truck. But what was getting annoying was the asshole in the site next to mine.

I had sent up camp yesterday for a week of fishing and some swimming. Here I was, at a nice state park in Michigan, and I get some loud drunk redneck for a neighbor. Him and his woman were here with another couple, and they were in a large tent, with plenty of beer, I might add. They also had a kitchen tent set up, and at the moment, as I went to the back of my truck, they were sitting inside, drinking and complaining about the fucking rain. Well go home, asshole! That's what I was thinking. I was surely hoping they weren't staying for the week, but when I seen the tag on their site post, I saw thst they were.

It didn't take long for the loud mouth to spot my bumper sticker, espousing nude recreation. And he was being a typical ignorant dumbass, making crude comments about it. The other guy was trying to keep him quiet, but it wasn't working too well. And his poor woman, why do women go for such losers, anyway? I saw him yell to her twice so far, both times being "Hey bitch, get me another beer!"

I opened the cap hatch, and dropped the tailgate, and started to clean the dozen perch I caught. Opened me a can of my favorite beverage, and sliced away. I was getting wet, very wet, but I've grown use to discomfort, choosing to ignore the rain. It actually wasn't that bad, as the temp was in the high seventies. I could hear their talking, but the rain on the cap was drowning them out. After twenty minutes, I was ready to get the fire started. I went to my pop-up, that's when I noticed out of the corner of my eye, something just wasn't right.

Entering, my suspicions were justified. I'm not a meticulous person, but I knew that my things were looked through. Of course, my first suspicion was of the dumbass next door, but there was no way I could prove it. Right then and there, I decided to change sites once I had finished my meal, even if I had to move to another campground up the road. No problem, really, twenty minutes to break camp, it's old hat for me. I found my matches, and went back to the truck. Came up with enough kindling and firewood to get things going, and went about to starting a fire.

I heard the dumbass yell over, "Hey, it's raining you fuckin fool, you ain't going to get no fire started now!" He let out a laugh, turned to his buddy, saying "Look at that fucking pervert."

I noticed his friend crack a smile, then just frown, as the drunk lifted his can of beer to take another swig. The kindling started right up, no surprise. Shit, I've been making campfires as long as I could remember. And no additives such as lighter fluid or gasoline. I added more pieces, then some more, fanning the flames as I went, soon having a nice size fire to cook on. I went to the truck, grabbed the beach umbrella, and opened it up, getting it so it blocked the rain from hitting the fire. I looked over at Mr. Asshole and his friends, his mouth was hanging open, and his friend was smiling a big shit eating grin. I just chuckled inside, as I went and got the fish, then the chopped potatoes out of the camper. Soon, it was cooking nicely, as I stirred and turned the food, getting it cooked evenly.

I was done in thirty minutes, the whole time, silence from the other site. A guy in the site on the other side of me, walked by. I guess he heard the dumbass statement from before, as he walked by, he commented very loudly, "Nice fire."

I smiled, waved, and said "Thank you, it's nothing, really." I was just getting ready to put the dish's away, when I seen Mr. Asshole get up and storm to his car. I headed to the bathhouse, needing a shower and to take a dump, as I took my shower kit and towel, tucking them under the poncho, keeping it all dry.

I was gone maybe twenty minutes. When I returned, I came to a heck of a sight. Mr. Asshole was standing next to his fire pit, piled high with wood, and a can of gas in his hand. Now, I got to give the other three credit, they were standing back, way back. Almost in my site. He poured the whole fucking can, threw it towards the car, and pulled out a lighter. Before I could say anything, he tried lighting it. Now, the whole time, it's still raining, not heavy, but enough to wash everything away. Including the gasoline that the dumb fuck just poured all over the fire-pit, which was washed all over the place.

Too late! The extended fireball was most impressive, as was the gas trail, which led from the fire-pit, right towards his tent. The sight was totally fucking hilarious, as the drunken asshole, along with his buddy, were soon trying to beat out the flames lapping at the tent. I had a momentarily lapse of judgment, should have let it burn, as I grabbed my fire-extinguisher from the back of the truck, and ran over and let loose, covering the tent and them, but putting out the fire.

Well, this pissed him off, the ungrateful bastard, as when he realized what I had done, covering them with fire retardant, he said "You fuckin' bastard!", as he charged me. Not a bright thing to do. I still had the fire-extinguisher. A heavy fire extinguisher. And hard. Very hard. Caught him in the midsection, his lungs doing a reverse sucking action, as a rush of air escaped his mouth. Followed by my fist coming down on his right temple, sending him sprawling on the ground.

Shit, now what. I now had to worry about his buddy. I looked up, his buddy was standing there, a big smile on his face. Okay, is he smiling because he's going to kill me? I looked at the two women, as the one with the drunk looked like she was not very happy. Back to his buddy, He opened his mouth, and said "Nice shot, thanks for putting out the fire." He turned, and started looking at the tent. Well, all's well that ends well. I headed towards the women, saying "Sorry, hope I didn't ruin your camping experience."

The asshole's woman, just stared blankly, the other, she just cracked a smile, then frowned again. Quick decision time, do I pack up, or sit it out. Just then, a ranger pulls up alongside of me, "You having a problem?"

I motioned for over my shoulder, "No, just a small fire there, you might want to talk to them about it."

He looked over, got on his radio as he rolled up his window. Great, it's raining harder. Turned the truck around, and opened the camper door, propping it open. Took ten minutes to get my things into the back of the truck. Rain lightened up, now's my opportunity to get out of here. I looked over to the other site, seeing the drunk was now sitting in the rangers truck, as the ranger was talking to the other guy. A voice from behind, "Need help?"

I turned, it was the guy from the other site that made a comment about my great fire. I smiled, saying "Yeah, guess I better get moving before the drunk get's semi-coherent."

He laughed, "You should have hit him in the head with the extinguisher." As he helped me push the bed in.

I laughed, as I said "Yeah, but five seconds of fun isn't worth ten years."

"Good point." He said, now joined by his wife, a short, heavy set woman. We had it down and latched up in ten minutes. I was heading for my truck when the girls came over from the next site, "Mister?" The one not with the asshole stated, "I'm sorry if he drove you off, you can stay, I think it will be better now."

I smiled, saying "No, that's alright. I think it would be better if I just go."

The short, heavy set woman came up from behind them, saying "Yeah, maybe he'll find some nice woman that don't like to go with obnoxious drunk losers."

The woman’s husband was there in a flash, "Cathy, leave it be!"

The woman of the asshole said "No, she's right. He is a drunken loser. That's why I want to know if I could go with him." She pointed to me. Cathy's mouth dropped, as did her husband's. Her friend just smiled, as she added, as she looked at my bumper sticker, "I mean, he" She was referring to me, "may be different, but he seems a lot nicer."

Cathy smiled when she saw what she was looking at, and whispered something in her husbands ear. Cathy then said "Now you're thinking girl." She then said "You know, there is a nice campground about an hour away, where that bumper sticker would fit right in." She had a sly smile on her face.

"I know, haven't been there in awhile though." I replied.

The woman surprised me, saying "Well then, lets go." She looked over her shoulder, adding "He won't find us there."

Her friend stated, "We're going too."

They looked at each other, as I just shrugged my shoulders, saying "Get your gear, we're moving out in ten minutes."

They headed for their site, and I looked at my new friends, offering my hand in friendship, saying "Thanks for helping me break camp."

He shook my hand, saying "No problem, my name is Carl, and this is Cathy."

I smiled, as I said "I'm Doug, looks like I may be very thankful of you, Cathy."

She laughed, saying "We'll call them up, tell them you're on your way."

"You'll do that? Why aren't you guys there?"

Carl answered, as he said "We will be later in the week, wanted to have fun on the shore of Lake Michigan for the weekend. Didn't know we would have such a fine show put on here, though." He laughed, as I joined in, as well.

I climbed into my truck, and backed it up, with Carl hooking the pop-up to the truck. I finally had a chance to check out his camper, a nice twenty-eight foot Fleetwood, hard side. We talked about his unit for a bit, before we checked the lights on mine. Then, just as I was getting into the truck, three people came running over, wet and carrying bags. I opened the back, and they threw their stuff in. Luckily, I've a crew cab, as we climbed in. Before I started up, I asked, "Okay, how about some introductions? I'm Doug."

The guy said "I'm Steve, this is my wife Amy, and her sister Becky."

I asked "What about the car?"

"That's Roy's, also the tent as well. Once the Ranger thinks he's sobered up, he'll give him the keys back." Stated Becky.

"Yeah, after he sobers up and finds out we're gone." Added Amy.

I didn't ask, as I pulled out of the site, heading for the exit. It was silence for the first twenty miles, before Becky asked, "We really going to a nudist camp?"

I heard Steve say "You getting cold feet?"

"Yeah, you rather be with Roy back at the State Park?" added Amy.

I stayed silent, as Becky goes, "Hey Steve, he's your fucking friend. You were the one that said he wanted to go out with me."

"Yeah, but you've been dating him for two months." Stated her sister.

I interjected, "Um, if you want, we can go somewhere else."

She fell silent, she was in the back seat, and I could just see the top of her head in the rearview mirror. Amy finally spoke, "No, I want to go. Steve and I always talked about going to one. We always enjoyed going to nude beaches anyway. This will be easier, no hiking long ways with a bunch of stuff."

More silence. I didn't ask any more questions, and they didn't either. We arrived after another forty minutes of driving, and I pulled into the entrance, and pressed the call button. It crackled, and a voice came on, asking, "May I help you?"

"Yes, we're here to camp." I stated. The gate suddenly lifted, and I drove through, pulling up after a bit in front of a building marked 'Office'. As we got out, I said "Oh, you all have some sort of ID, don't you?"

They nodded their heads yes, as we went inside, me in the lead. A woman was behind the desk. Nothing unusual, she was maybe about fifty-seven, long black hair with streaks of gray, framing her rather large breasts. I could see they were large, as she was naked as the day she was born. She looked at me a bit funny, "Doug?"

I smiled, Hello Martha." I stuck out my hand, and she stood and hugged me.

She said "You know, when Cathy called and said a guy was coming with three others, she mentioned your name, and I just knew it had to be you. She said you've been here before."

"Yes," I replied, "A long time ago. Don't know Cathy and Carl, but they seem nice."

"Yes, they are." She said, "They've been regulars for about four years now, right after your wife's death." She looked behind me, saying "I've heard about your friends." She had a frown, then looked back at me, "Will they be okay?"

Steve blurted out, "We better, we've no way to get home except by Doug and his truck."

Amy and Becky laughed, although Becky was a bit nervous about it. Amy stepped forward, offered her hand, saying "I'm Amy, this is my hubby Steve, and my sister Becky. Steve and I have visited the nude beaches on Lake Michigan, always talked about going to a nudist camp, so now we're here, lets make the best of it, shall we?" She was looking at her sister, causing Martha to grin.

Martha returned to her desk, saying "Very well," She looked outside, “Still got that pop-up, no, that's a new one, isn't it?" She pulled out sheets of paper, and pens.

I replied, "Yes, it is new, bought it this past spring."

Amy started filling out the forms, both for herself and her sister, as Martha said "You know, I wish you wouldn't have stopped visiting, we all missed you. It was always nice having a younger person around."

I smiled, as I filled out the form completely. "Well Martha, I just didn't feel comfortable without my Roxy. Being single, it's hard to visit by myself. People tend to think of you in a bad light."

She sighed, "Yes, I suppose you're right." She took the forms from Amy, saying, as she handed her a list of rules and regulations, "Here's a list of do's and don’ts. I'm sure Doug will help you three out. Now the cost," She rolled her eyes, "Shoot, I almost forgot to charge you guys." She went and grabbed a calculator, and punched in numbers, looking up, "Who's paying for the site?" I nodded for my self. She then asked "Are you going to pay for," She looked at the name on the paper, "Becky's?"

I cleared my throat, saying "Yeah, I might as well pay for everyone."

Amy blurted out, "Like hell, we got you in this mess." She motioned to her husband, "Put in on Steve's credit card."

I cleared my throat, "Um Amy, we're talking a good chunk of money here. Probably over five-hundred dollars for the week."

Her mouth dropped, but Martha came to the rescue, saying "Doug, don't scare the girl. Amy, I'll tell you what we'll do. First time visit, I'll charge you basic camping fee, that'll be sixty dollars, and since you'll be sharing a site, I'll halve the ground fees. So lets make it two-hundred." Amy still had a look of shock on her face, as did Steve, I just chuckled, pulled out my wallet, saying "Put it on Visa, Martha, all of it!" Martha smiled, and took my card.

Becky came up next to me, asking "Why is it so much?"

"Keeps the riffraff out, mainly." I responded. Martha quickly had my receipt ready for me to sign.

I did, as Becky whispered to Amy, "Are we riffraff?"

Martha heard her, smiled, and replied, "No, you're not riffraff." She turned to me, adding "You be nice, this poor girl is undertaking a rather new adventure, Douglas." I cracked a smile, as she said to Becky, "It costs a lot to run this facility, not to mention always fighting people that are ignorant of our lifestyle. Now if you or Amy have any questions, come see me here or in my house, which is right behind here, okay?"

I looked at her, "Your house?" She nodded her head yes, with a smile. "What happened to Don and Norma?"

She smiled broadly, "A bunch of us bought them out, Ray and I had most of the capitol, we took control last fall."

I said "Good deal." Turning to the others, "Okay, lets get set up, maybe the rain will stop by morning. Does it matter which site?"

"Take any, there are a few down by the lake, we added electric to them this past spring." Martha said.

They went outside in front of me, towards the truck. The rain was still coming down, but was not too bad. "Okay, we'll head there."

We got in, and I pulled out of the lot and down the lane towards the camping section, passing a long, white building on the right. "What’s that?" asked Amy.

Steve was looking at the map, "Must be the indoor pool."

"Yep, it is." I said, adding "And this building at the end is the clubhouse. Has a fireplace and a television."

Becky said "Neat!" as we drove slowly by. There were big patio doors open, and some people could be seen. All naked, I might add. We made a right, passing tennis courts and volleyball nets, and then a small pond.

"There's fishing in there, the other pond is bigger, that's where we're heading too." I said.

We entered a heavily wooded area, and then a fork in the road, with a sign pointing to campsites. We turned that way, and after a left curve, the trees opened up, revealing a ten acre lake with a beach. No one around due to the rain. I noticed the raft and water slide out off shore. Then another curve, and campsites. We passed a bathhouse, and numerous sites, all filled with campers. The place has a large membership, most of the sites are leased for the year. But true to Martha's word, at the end were some sites, right on the water, and with electric hook ups. I noticed no shade, but oh well. I backed it in, Steve and I got it unhitched. In thirty minutes we had it leveled and set up, including the screen room. Seems I could do it faster by myself, but Steve really wanted to help. The girls finally got out of the truck once we had the thing all set, and grabbed their bags out of the back, before heading into the camper. Amy was all smiles, but Becky had that 'I can't believe I'm here!' look about her.

Steve seen it, and looked at me, and smiled. I winked back at him, and he chuckled, saying softly, "Should be interesting."

"Yeah, it should." I looked at my watch, it read almost five. I finally realized I was hungry. I was also very wet, as was Steve. We entered the camper behind the girls, Becky on the bunk to the right, and Amy to the left. Steve sat next to his wife, and I bent down, opened a cupboard, and pulled out a few towels. "Okay Steve, why don't we go take a shower, let the ladies get the bedding out, then we'll go get a bite to eat. There's a McDonalds about ten minutes away."

He said "Sure." I stood back up, peeled the wet shirt off my top, and undid my shorts. He looked at me, then at Amy, and just shrugged, and did likewise. Soon we were both naked, and heading out the door, towards the shower house. The rain was about stopped, as we walked. "I'm not sure how Becky is going to like this!"

"Yeah, a bit of cold feet, huh?" I said with a laugh.

"How often did you use to come here?" he asked.

I smiled, "We came here about every weekend, my late wife was raised here."

"Wow!" was all he said. We went to the far end of the shower house, where the showers were. He was a bit taken back by what he saw. The showers are open air. There are three walls and a roof, and four spigots, and that's it. Also, there was a couple in their late thirties currently using them. I didn't pay them any mind, as they greeted us with hello's, and I returned their greeting. Steve was silent, as I talked to them casually. They seen we had come in, and I could tell they were curious.

They left before we even got rinsed off. And then we were through as well. I said "Well Steve, lets go see how they're making out."

Back at the camper, we entered, and found the sleeping bags unrolled, mine next to Amy's on the right bunk. I barely checked it out, as I noticed they had changed out of their wet clothes. "You two ready?" They nodded their heads, and away we went. Becky was now more talkative, as was Amy. As a matter of fact, they wouldn't shut the hell up! They were like this all the way to the restaurant and back. By now, it was almost seven, and I was exhausted. Upon our return, I said "You guys want to go for a swim? Or you want to call it a night?"

Becky looked at Amy, and said "I'm a bit tired, it has been an emotional day. Think I'll turn in."

Amy replied, "Steve, why don't you and I go with Doug to the pool, get a quick dip in."

Steve had that strange look in his eyes, like, what am I suppose to do now look. "Okay," he smiled, "Guess we don't have to worry about swimsuits, huh?"

He started striping down, as Amy said "You two get done getting your clothes off, and I will once you're out of here, there ain't much room in this tiny camper."

She was right there. I was naked in a flash, catching a glimpse of Becky checking my body out as I did. I caught her gaze, and she blushed at being caught. Steve and I stepped outside under the awning to wait for Amy. I really hadn't checked either woman out yet, and was wondering what they looked like in the buff. We could hear them talking inside, but they were using lowered voices. I heard Becky giggle, then a few seconds later, Amy opened the door, and stepped outside. She had a large towel wrapped around her body, and looking, I could tell she was small, maybe one-hundred thirty pounds on her five-five frame. We walked to the pool house, taking our time. As we walked, Amy asked "So, you were married before?"

"Yep, widowed for five years now." I said "My wife died of cancer."

"How old are you?"

"Thirty-seven, and how old are you guys?"

"I'm thirty, Steve is a year older, Becky three years younger. Where you live at?"

We were in sight of the building, "Over towards Saginaw, small town near there called Sanborn."

Steve said "That's near us, we're from Midland!"

I smiled, "Small world." Then I asked "Becky never been married before?"

Steve smirked, and Amy elbowed him in the ribs. She said "No, she never has found the right guy."

"I've noticed that." I said, straight faced.

Steve chuckled, and Amy said "I can elbow you in the ribs too, big boy."

We were there, as I opened the door, and let them in first. The place had about a couple dozen people inside, about ten of them were in the pool. Most were older than I, but there were a few my age, and a few children as well. Amy froze at the sight of them, and Steve asked "What?"

She said "Oh, nothing, I guess." as she went on to an empty table poolside. I dropped my towel, and went over to the showers, and adjusted the water, with Amy and Steve right behind me. I finally had a good look at Amy. A bit of a belly, strong thighs, and wide hips. Her butt was round, with not much sag. Her breasts were maybe a b-cup, sort of like small ski-slopes, with large nipples. Her blond hair was obviously colored, as she had dark pubic hair, and a thick matting of it at that.

Steve was about my height, at six-foot. Maybe twenty pounds heavier at one-ninety. And no, I didn't check out his manhood, I'm not interested in another man's schlong. We finished our showers, and got into the pool. To say Amy took to it like a duck to water is an understatement. She was having a good old time. She was talking to everyone, including the children. Steve was fitting in as well. I talked to a few people I knew from years ago, and they eventually remembered me. Two hours later, we three were shriveled like prunes, as we finally got out, and spent ten minutes in the hot tub. Finally, we got dried off, and exited the building, heading for our site.

As we walked, Amy asked "Doug? Is it always like this?"

"Like what, Amy?"

"So, so, oh, I don't know, rather plain, I guess."

I chuckled, "You mean your surprised there's no sex in the middle of the road!"

Steve snorted, as Amy replied, "Well, yeah. I was worried about that."

"I can't say what goes on behind every door, Amy. But yeah, it's pretty much rather tame. Of course, this is a family community, so blatant sex, even non-blatant sex, is very much discouraged."

"That's good." she said, happiness in her voice.

We approached my camper, lights were out. Quietly, we went in, and I reached up and flipped on the light in the ceiling. Becky was curled up in her bag, when I noticed she had connected both of ours. Amy smiled, she seen it too. We hung up our towels, and they crawled into their bag, as I turned off the light, and crawled in with Becky. I heard her mumble something, when I noticed her hair rather damp. Seems she took a shower, good. I didn't even touch her, but did notice she was sleeping naked. I was beat, as I quickly drifted off to sleep, hearing the giggle of Amy in the other bunk. I wondered if they would do anything, was my last conscious thought.

Morning came all too soon. I started to stretch out, when the previous days events hit me. Beck was on her right side, facing me, her head on my shoulder, snoring peacefully. I gently lifted her head, her eyes opened briefly, and she smiled, before closing them, and rolling over and away, revealing her breasts. They were definitely a bit larger and rounder than her older sister. And she doesn't color her hair, either. It was a dark brown, I noticed, as I climbed out of bed, my morning hard on waving in the still, cool air of the camper. I looked over, and saw Amy, eyes wide open, staring at my bobbing meat. Her eyes looked up at mine, and I made a gesture towards her, of that she shouldn't be staring. She smiled, and ducked her head back under the covers.

I stood up, quietly took the stove off the cabinet, and took it outside. I knew I had enough sausage and eggs in the cooler, so after getting the stove hooked up and going, I walked over to the truck, and pulled out a cooler. Reached in and pulled out a carton of eggs, and a pack of link sausage. Turned to see Amy stepping out of the camper, naked as well, and smiling. She came over, saying "I need a shower, I'll be back to help with breakfast." She had a towel in hand as she walked on down the lane.

I just snickered, girl fits in damn well. As I put some sausage on, Steve came out, saying good morning. I told him there were some camper chairs in the back of the truck, to go ahead and get them out. He smiled and did just that, remembering to put towels down on all four.

He took a seat, after getting a can of Pepsi out of the cooler, and watched as I cooked. The sun was bright, not a cloud in the sky, and it was looking to be a very warm day. Amy was soon back, and was hanging up her towel, just as I heard Becky stirring inside. Amy came over, saying "I'll finish cooking, if you want me too."

"No problem." I said, handing her the spatula, as I turned and got me a can of sprite. Just then, Becky opened the door, and stepped outside, wearing a clean set of clothes. Amy looked at her, and sighed, saying "Becky, you're suppose to be naked!"

Becky had a hurt look, as I defended her, saying "It's okay, Amy. Sometimes it takes some women a bit longer to let their hair down, so to speak.

Becky smiled at me, as she came over and sat down in the chair next to me, patted my arm, saying "Actually, I think it's a little cool yet, let me warm up, okay?"

I said "No problem!"

Amy said "Okay, here's the first load of food, Steve you want it?"

He jumped up, and went over and grabbed the plate, as Amy cracked open two more eggs. Amy asked "Is there any bread?"

I said there was, and got up and went to the back of the truck, opened it up, and pulled out a loaf from the dry cooler. I heard Steve say "Oh my!" followed by Amy saying "Shut up, boy!" Turning, I saw Becky standing there, as she was folding her t-shirt neatly. Her back was to me, but I could see the sides of her breasts, as she went to the camper, opened the door, and placed the shirt inside. I acted cool, taking the bread to Amy, and handed it to her, and returned to my seat. Yep, definitely bigger than her sister. Probably almost a d-cup, but not quite. Very round, and very firm. Of course, she's young yet. And the cool morning air, it had an effect on her nipples, as they protruded away from the tip of her breasts a good quarter inch.

Steve grabbed some bread, just as Amy said "Your eggs are ready, Doug." I stood and went and got me a plate of sausage and the eggs, and went to my chair, and dug in. Becky's eggs were soon ready as well, she getting hers just as Steve was finishing up. I was done by the time Amy was sitting down to eat. She said as she brought the fork to her lips, "Plenty of sausage left guys, have some more." I did as she said, grabbing more, and also brought some over to Becky.

By now, it was almost eight, and people were starting to get up and move around. Although I'm sure the aroma of our cooking sausage helped wake people. I was always amazed at most nudists, as they tended to sleep late in the morning. Steve offered to do the cleanup, suspect he was making amends for making a comment about Becky taking her top off. As he started cleaning up, I asked Amy, "You guys did bring sun block, right?"

Becky chuckled, "Yeah, but probably not enough."

Amy laughed, saying "I'm sure we could go get more somewhere."

"So, what do you guys want to do first?" I asked.

Becky stood up, and went towards the camper, saying, "I might as well get some sun block on, then we can decide."

At the door, she stopped, and undid the fly and snap to her shorts. Then she pushed them down to her feet, before stepping out of them. She opened the door, and threw them presumably on top of her shirt. Then off came her panties. Her fanny was a bit bigger than her sister, as she opened the door, and stepped inside. Steve was standing there, a washrag in hand, not moving, mouth hanging down.

"Darn it Steve, we'll send you back to stay with Roy if you don't stop gawking." Amy said, with a sly smile on her face. Steve went back to washing dishes, as he was embarrassed by his wife. I chuckled, and said "He's okay. It's normal to look around at first. Sort of like a kid in a candy store."

"Yes." She said coldly, "And he better not do any shoplifting, either."

Both Steve and I started laughing, as Becky came back out, bottle of sun block in her hands. She came to me, standing bare ass naked before me, asking, "Can you do my back?"

"Why sure!" I replied, and grabbed the bottle. She turned around, and I poured a copious amount in my hand, and started at her neck and worked down the backside of her body. When I got to her buttocks, she moved her feet apart, letting me get her crack, and mud flaps. She was doing her front, and Amy took the bottle, and was doing her front as well. Soon I was done with her, and was doing my front and legs. She motioned me to stand, and she started on the back of my shoulders, and worked down to my legs.

Steve came over, now done with the cleanup, and Amy did his back, and then he did hers. Okay, we're all protected, as I said "Okay, how about a dip."

Becky said sure, and went inside to get the towels, and soon we were heading for the beach. We joked and talked as we went, and once there, we found four lounge chairs, pulled them into the shade, and placed our towels on them. Then we went into the water. Steve and I were in first, and turned and watched the women, as they gingerly entered. I watched Becky, as she came in, the water creeping up her body, first covering her knees, then moved up her thighs, covering her dark, thick pubic hair, belly, and breasts. I smiled, as she swam my way, and grabbed hold of me. Her firm globes were floating in front of her, as I asked "How good a swimmer are you?"

She smiled, saying "Not too good, but I've a built in life vest." Steve and Amy broke out laughing at her comment, as they were a few feet away. We spent the morning playing in the water, before getting out and relaxing in the shade. The temperature had skyrocketed up to the high eighties, so the shade felt wonderful. At noon, Steve and I rode into town and brought back subs, which we ate at the camper. The girls were very relaxed in the nude environment, as was Steve by now. There were plenty of people around, and we talked to others from time to time.

We eventually moved to the indoor pool, a bit after lunch, and Becky and I were floating in the pool, when I finally noticed that Amy and Steve were gone. Swimming up to her, I asked "Where's your sister and Steve?"

She blushed, saying "Amy wanted to go back to the camper, something about releasing pent up emotions."

I snickered, "Yeah, okay. Just hope they close the windows so no one sees them releasing those emotions."

She giggled, and swam away from me. I went after her, diving underneath, and grabbing her around the waist, coming up to the surface, and throwing her up in the air. She squealed with laughter, as she made a big splash. We chased each other around the pool for awhile, finally getting out and hopping into the spa. Then after laying around on some longers, it was getting close to dinner time, and I said, "We better get back, need to get a campfire going so we could cook dinner."

"What we having?" she asked.

"I picked up some steaks when Steve and I went to town, plus some ears of corn." I replied.

"Oh goody, lets go!" She stood and grabbed my hand, pulling me to my feet.

We held each others hands all the way back to the camper. As we approached, I said jokingly, "Well, it ain't rocking."

She giggled, "They're probably asleep.", as she opened the door, and stepped inside. There was Steve, rolled over on his side, and Amy, on the other side of him. The camper was all closed up, and the smell of sex was rather overpowering. Becky started unzipping windows, waking Amy up. She looked up at us, then down at Steve, smiling. She was about out of it, as she climbed over her husband, giving Becky and I an eyeful of her matted pubic hair, and the trail of dried cum down her thighs.

She heard Becky giggle, and asked "What?" Becky pointed to her crotch, and Amy looked down, and hissed "Oh shit!" As she grabbed a towel, and wiped herself clean. Steve was just waking up, and rolled over, his cock was semi-hard, and it was rather crusty looking. Seeing us, he was instantly embarrassed, as he grabbed the towel that Amy was using, and covered his prick.

I opened the door, saying "While you two go get showers, Becky and I will start the fire and get dinner going." The door closed behind me, and I heard Steve mumble something. It was now five in the afternoon on Sunday. Most people were leaving now, if they hadn't left already, so we probably had the place pretty much to ourselves.

As I was getting the fire going, Martha stopped by, talked to Becky, who was rather perky now, and told her to have a good time. By the time Amy and Steve got back from taking their showers, the fire was going strong, and I was getting the corn ready to throw on. Becky helped when I needed her, and soon we had steaks on as well.

I had Steve open the cooler, and pull out some beer, which we all had one, as we cooked, ate, and then cleaned up. We rested for awhile, before heading off to the pool, where we relaxed in the water, talking about our lives, and about what's been going on in the world. I finally found out that Becky works as a para-legal. Amy works as a dental hygienist, while Steve works construction. I told them I worked for a brokerage firm, as well as other things about me.

About ten, we headed back to the campsite, where we rekindled the fire, and watched it pretty much in silence. Steve was on the ground, Amy sitting up against him. I was on the ground too. And Becky was sitting close by. We had another two rounds of beer, as we just relaxed. Finally, as the fire died and the embers glowed, Amy stood, and stretched out in front of the fire, saying "I do think it's time for bed." She smiled down at Steve, and looked coyly at her sister and I.

I just chuckled, as Steve rose, and the two of them went on into the camper. Becky move closer to me, as we heard them talking softly, then move into the bed. One thing about small pop-up campers, you can not be discreet in them. Every time you move, every one around knows it. We heard some more movement, followed by a soft gasp from Amy, causing Becky and I to look at each other, and chuckle. I bent over, and whispered in her ear, "Sounds like they're continuing their emotional release."

She giggled, burying her face into my shoulder, trying to keep from laughing, as we heard the slow movement of the camper, as it gently rocked. "I wonder if they know that it's this obvious." She stated, looking over my shoulder, seeing the camper rock in the light of the bright, full moon.

I just smiled, and laid down on the ground in front of the fire. I was pleasantly surprised, as she laid down as well with me, her back up against my chest, with the glow of the fire lighting up her front, making it a rather erotic glow at that. I rested my head in my hand, propped up on my elbow, as she leaned her head back, against my bicep.

"Doug?"

"Mmmmm?"

"When they're done, can we go to bed?"

"Well sure, I'm sure we can. They'll probably be asleep, after all the beer they've drank. And I am kind of tired." She turned her head, and looked into my face, as she pulled my hand to her exposed left breast. The look on her face meant something, and I an not completely stupid.

"Oh, you mean to bed, sorry, guess I was being a little dumb." I lowered my face, and our lips met. Her kiss was gentle, and her lips so sweet. And my one-eyed monster started to stir. I broke my kiss, saying "Give them ten minutes, they'll be asleep by then."

She chuckled, just as we heard Steve grunt, and a soft moan from Amy. "Maybe five minutes." She said, giggling with her statement. I gently kneaded her breast, as I laid my head down next to hers, and she pushed up tight against me. The embers were glowing lightly, as we looked above at the thousand stars in the sky, listening to the sudden quietness around us, save for the chirping of the crickets, calling of the frogs, and now, the soft snoring of Steve and Amy, which had Becky giggling once more.

I whispered in her ear, "You need to go potty first?"

She thought for a second, and shook her head yes. So we stood and walked down to the bathhouse, where she entered the woman’s side. I went on in the men’s, my semi-erect woody wanting relief. I let loose of the three or four beers, then flushed, hearing her flush as well. We met outside, and wrapped an arm each around each other as we walked to the camper. My cock was getting harder as we went, in anticipation of going a round with this dark-haired beauty.

At the camper, we opened the door carefully, and crept inside. She got in the bunk first, then I joined her, and at the last minute, I reached up, and closed the curtains to the bunk. We had the bunk windows partially open, so we could see each others faces, as I gently started kissing her lips, moving to her neck, then to her heaving breasts. Her nipples were stiff, as I sucked away on them, my hand moving to her crotch, feeling the heat of her furry cunt. I moved my face to her ear, saying "I want to eat your hot pussy."

Her body tensed up, a she protested softly, by saying "No, you can't!"

I leaned up, asking "Why?"

I could tell she was blushing, as she said "I'm much too hairy, guys don't like thick fur!"

I chuckled, saying "To each his own, but I still want to eat your sweet pussy."

"My pussy isn’t sweet!" She stated.

I just sighed, and sat up and turned around, diving head first into her bush. She started to protest, but didn't want to wake the other two, as I worked my tongue through her tangled mass of pubic hair. Soon I found her clit, and what a clit! It stood out a good half-inch, as I worked my tongue around it, causing her to moan. I took my fingers, and pried her lips apart a bit, and ran my tongue down the length of her slit, circling her vagina, and forcing my tongue inside of her. I felt her body quiver, as my finger probed her puckered anus, before my tongue went back to her engorged clit, and started flicking across it rapidly. Her hips were bucking now, and it was obvious she was enjoying it, as I gently forced two fingers up her love canal. My other hand had a firm grip on her left breast, as I felt her grab my rock hard tool, and pull it to her hot mouth. She was only able to get a few inches of it in, as I worked on her clit, until she stiffened, and she made muffled cries around my cock.

I kept going, my tongue moving down and lapping up her juices, as she started sucking my meat with abandon. Moving back to her clit, she came hard again, and I thought for sure she would wake the whole camp, not to mention Steve and Amy. I swung around, and got my pecker lined up for penetration, and she grabbed my shoulders, and hissed softly, "Fuck me, now! Damn it!"

Who was I to argue. I shove it all in, making her moan, my lips covering hers to keep her quiet. My strokes were long and slow, but she was bucking hard up against me, wanting me to go fast and hard. I didn't want the whole camper to fall apart, so I kept at my pace, causing the heat in her tight cunt to build rapidly. I was thinking, that yes, she's about ready for another emotional release. And when she did, her contracting cunt did me in, as I felt my cum boiling up from my balls, drenching the inside of her tight cunt. I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing hard like we just ran a marathon. I rolled off of her and onto my back, my cock making a plopping noise as it vacated her cunt.

She rolled onto her side towards me, and reached down, fondling my softening shaft. "God Doug, that was incredible." She pushed herself up, and picked up my meat with her hand, "You're the best damn lover I've ever had, and I want some more."

Well, I've always liked encouragement. She lowered her head to my waiting meat, and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, flicking her tongue across the opening slit, before swirling around the bulbous head. Oh god, talk about heaven. And amazement! I was amazed, as my cock started to throb, as the blood started rushing back into the shaft. I was firm once again, as she swung her leg over my body, straddling my hips. She pushed up with her hands against my chest, and I reached down, lifted my throbbing member skyward, as she slid down my saliva slick pole. She sighed, as she rocked her hips, my hands finding her soft breasts, and gently balled them, as she rode gently into the night.

Her fingers found her clit, as she frigged away. I could see her face in the moonlight, as she had her eyes closed, mouth hanging open, breathing heavily. Her orgasm came fast, and hard, her open mouth emitting a silent scream, more of a sharp gasp, barely audible, as she slowly lowered her chest onto mine, her knees drawn up against my side, my throbbing cock inside her friendly and very hot confines.

I decided to sit up, her arms wrapping around my neck, as her legs circled my waist, her cunt sliding deeper onto my shaft, making her whimper at the fullness of my meat, as it stretched her out willingly. My hands were on her ass, as I crossed my legs, in a indian sitting position. She sighed, whispering in my ear "Oh god Doug, this is heaven."

I nibbled her ear, and gently thrusting my cock, in and out of her twat. Her body quaked once more, as I felt her shudder, another orgasm, as she kissed me passionately on the lips, her tongue searching and wrestling with mine. She then arched her back, letting me feast on her full breasts, sucking away on her tasty, stiff nipples.

She was lost in another orgasm, as her moans were a bit louder. Damn, I'm starting to think that she likes this. I was now exhausted, and I still hadn't cum again. Decided there was plenty of time for that, as I laid back, bringing her down with me, as she laid the side of her face on my shoulder. I reached down and grabbed the sleeping bag, and covered us both up, as my right hand stroked the soft cheek of her bare ass, and the other gently massaging her back.

She was soon sleeping, and I guess I was out right after her. I don't remember falling asleep, just waking up from time to time, with her bucking her hips, humping my soft meat, causing it to get hard again and again.

I woke up hot, and with her still on top of me. Glancing at the sky through the window, I judged it to be late morning. I listened, but no sound from the others, not even snoring. Were they awake? I slowly moved my arm, and parted the curtain. No one here, but two well fucked adults. Becky stirred, and I kissed her forehead. She opened her sleepy eyes, and smiled, kissing my lips.

Raising her head, she looked outside, suddenly aware the covers were off of us, her bare ass sticking up for all to see, and my throbbing cock sticking up between her thighs like a flag. We were both sweaty from the heat inside the camper, as I said "Looks like it's our turn for a shower." She moaned, as she stretched out on top of my body, her tits pressing into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, and swung my legs off the edge of the bed. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and we kissed lovingly, our tongues searching out each others mouth. We were soon interrupted, as the door opened, and Amy popped her head in, saying "Okay you two, get a move on, we'll be leaving for breakfast shortly." She looked down at my throbbing cock, and added, "And you better take care of that, no woodies allowed outside the camper." She closed the door, as Becky flipped her off. Becky then turned her face to me, and smiled a devilish smile.

She climbed off my lap, and pushed me back, dropped to her knees at he edge of the bunk, and inhaled my crusty cock. Oh god, I was in heaven. I said "Hey, what about Amy and Steve?"

She snickered, and said, "No problem, you've got the keys." She returned to sucking my cock. Her head was bobbing up and down, as her fist jerked my pulsing meat. It didn't take long for her oral handy work to get my cock to blast off, sending ropes of cum into her hot little mouth, as she swallowed it all.

Standing up in front of me, I sat up, as she leaned my way, and I tasted her salty lips, as she swirled her tongue in my mouth, giving me a taste of my own cum. She giggled that distinctive giggle, and went to the door, opening it, and leaving me with a well sucked prick, deflating slowly. I heard her saying good morning rather cheerfully to Steve and Amy, and they responding likewise. She then started talking about how wonderful of a day it's starting to become. Amy laughed, saying "And it will even better when you go and wash up so we can go have breakfast."

I stepped outside, with a towel wrapped around my midsection, seeing Becky heading for the bathhouse. I just smiled, and Amy and Steve shook their heads in mutual amusement. Took off after Becky, catching her at the bathhouse, where I grabbed her, and carried her into the shower area. We laughed as we washed each others bodies.

After drying off, we returned to the camper, finding Amy and Steve dressed. Becky and I just smiled, and they just chuckled, as we went inside, dressed quickly, and joined them in getting in the truck and heading into town to get a bite to eat. The conversation was charged with happiness, as we joked and chit-chatted the whole time. Obviously, Becky has lost all her inhibitions, as she was the leading talker.

After returning to camp, the girls decided they would go sunbathe, while Steve and I decided to grab a couple of poles, and go fishing. After a short hike, we were on the other side of the pond, our lines in the water. Martha had some worms for sale, so we didn't have to go back into town, thankfully. We were silent for awhile, before Steve said "Looks like you two really hit it off."

I snorted, saying "Yeah, I guess she's taking a liking to me."

He smiled, saying "From the sounds of last night, not to mention the silhouette of you two through that shear curtain, it was a hell of a liking."

I broke out laughing, and looking at the girls on the other side of the pond, they could hear my laughter, as they both looked up. We just waved, and they waved back. "Shit, thought you two were asleep. Especially after all the rocking you guys were doing to my poor camper."

"We were." A fish just took his bait, as he reeled it in, he added, "But the rocking you two were doing woke us up." He landed the fish, a small bluegill, and he unhooked it, and threw it back in. "Actually, you guys woke Amy up. She woke me up and pointed you two out. Or I would have probably slept through it."

I smiled, as he rebaited his hook, as probably the same damn fish nailed my bait. As I landed it, I said "Well, glad you enjoyed the free show." Yep, same damn little fish.

We were silent for a bit, as I tossed the fish back in, and put another worm on, before casting my line back in. No hits for five minutes, before he said "We enjoyed the show, but she wouldn't let me have any more, as she was afraid Becky would have caught on, and stopped doing it."

I grinned, "Oh, I'm pretty damn sure Becky wouldn't have noticed. She was a bit busy at the time."

He laughed, "I'll say." After a moment or two, he said "She is rather vocal, isn't she!"

"Yep."

"Um, I've a question."

"Shoot."

"Well, was that against the camp regulations? I mean, us watching you two going at it like that? Could we have gotten in trouble?"

I furrowed my brow, trying to think what to say. "Well, yes and no. You see, this is a family nudist resort. It is for the individual to enjoy going with out clothes, with out the social stigma involved with wearing clothes." I was silent for a moment, before adding "And as for sex, it's suppose to show that one can be nude, and not lewd." I chuckled, as I looked at him, adding "In other words, not a constant orgy."

He smiled, "Yes, I've noticed that since we got here Saturday. You know, I was worried that I would have a perpetual raging hard on. But, it was the exact opposite. I mean, I wasn't turned on at all." He grinned, "Except for the occasion while I was with Amy alone, or watching you two last night." The damn fish aren't biting. Probably only one fish, and we've caught him twice, now he's scared of eating worms. He spoke again, "When you've visited in the past, with your late wife, had anybody, well, you know..."

I chuckled, "Hit up on us?" I looked at Steve, he had an embarrassed look on his face. Doug snickered, "Yeah, it happened a couple of times. Maybe four times. Of course, we were never interested. Three of the times the woman approached Roxy and asked her if we were interested in swapping." I chuckled, "Of course, we were the youngest ones here, and it was always by couples a lot older than us. As a matter of fact, I saw two of the couples here yesterday."

"Really? Which ones?" Steve asked, with a surprised look on his face.

"Sorry, best if I don't say. Besides, I really don't think they're into that sort of thing anymore. Of course, one can never tell." I was watching my bobber, something was playing with the bait. "Of course, even though I'm older now, my views have changed somewhat."

"Like how, Doug?"

I looked across the lake, the girls had company, it looked like one of the regular woman from the camp. Didn't know her name, but I recognized her. "Well, years ago, I was more offended by even the idea of say, swapping wives. But now, it's like, what you do in the privacy of your own home, it's your business, and your wife's."

He said, "But you're not interested in it yourself."

I laughed, "Well, I ain't the one that's married." He laughed too. "So, are you interested?"

"I'm a man, I'm always interested."

"Good point, never thought of it that way." He replied, before stating "So, you are interested!"

Smiling, I replied, "Yeah, but I don't think I'll ever do it." Then after a short pause, "Besides, more than one woman is to much like work."

"Yes, I see your point."

"So, you feel guilty about watching last night."

"Yeah, guess so."

"If it makes you feel any better, I don't think she would have stopped, even if she knew you and Amy were watching."

"Really?"

"Hell Steve, they're probably over there talking about it right now." I looked over there, the lady was still talking to them. "Well, maybe not right now, maybe they already have."

"Who is that over there, anyway?"

"No idea, but she's got a nice rack."

"Yeah, not bad for an older woman."

"Yeah, would say she's about late-fifties, pushing sixty."

We laughed, we weren't catching a damn thing, but we were having fun talking. As we shot the shit, about everything and anything, we saw the lady that they were talking to leave, and shortly after that, Amy & Becky got up and we watched as they headed towards our campsite. Steve asked "Should we head on back?"

I mulled it over, shook my head no, saying, "Nah, just hand me another beer."

He chuckled, and did just that. We could barely see our site, as we watched them enter the camper. After about ten minutes, Amy came out, and headed to the bathhouse, carrying a large pan. Now this is interesting, what she up too? She returned after about five minutes, carrying the pan carefully.

"If she wanted water, why didn't she just use the water jug in the cabinet?" I asked. Steve just shrugged his shoulders. We sat there, just watching my camper, waiting to see what happens next. After about twenty minutes, we saw Becky come out, carrying the pan, and throwing the water into the grass. I thought I saw a glimpse of white in it, sort of like foam, as she turned around, and headed back inside the camper.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Steve.

"What?" Did I miss something?

"Well, maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me."

"What? All she did was throw out the water."

"Yes, but did you notice anything when she turned around?" I shook my had no, as he added, "Just hold on, we'll see when we get back to the campsite."

"Well hold on," I saw them leaving the camper, heading for the showers maybe? "They're on the move." I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, just their bare butts, as they walked down the lane. Loosing sight of them as they walked on the other side of trees and travel trailers. They passed the bathhouse, and then they were at the same lounge chairs they were at before.

After they placed their towels down, they were facing us, as they sat down on the chairs. I let out a low whistle, as did Steve. "Well Steve, we know those ain't bikini bottoms." We could see a bright white patch in the crotch of each of them, a patch that until a short time ago, was covered with a thick matting of pubic hair.

"Sure hope they put on sun block!" chuckled Steve.

"Yeah, or we'll be eating burnt beaver." I responded, both of us laughing. "Well, lets give them a few minutes, then we'll head on back."

He snickered again, as we sat for about twenty more minutes. Not another damn bite, either. Finally, I asked, "You ready?"

"Yeah." He reeled in his line, as did I. We both stood, grabbed our towels, and fishing gear, and headed back to the campsite. We dropped off our stuff, and as we headed to the bathhouse to drain our lizards, he asked "Should we say something right away?"

I smiled, "Nah, lets see what they do."

He chuckled, "Okay."

We approached the girls from the side, announcing we were here. I said "Hey ladies, enjoying the sun?"

Becky and Amy both turned their heads, as Amy said "Oh yeah, immensely." Both had big grins on their faces, as I sat on a chair next to Becky and Steve on the other side of Amy. They asked how the fishing was, and I told them lousy.

Steve then asked "So, either of you get razor burns."

Becky and Amy both blushed, as Amy smacked her husband on the arm, playfully. "You be nice." She said to her husband.

We were chuckling, as I said "We could tell clear from the other side of the lake what you did."

"Yeah, It looked like a cotton tail on the wrong side from over there." added Steve with a light laugh.

Becky giggled, saying "Well, since Doug did such a great job last night, though I would make it easier for him tonight."

Look at that devilish grin, oh man! If I'm not careful, I'll be sprouting a woody. Amy saved the day, by changing the subject, "How far to Midland?"

"Oh, about ninety minutes, maybe less." I responded.

Steve asked "Why?"

Becky snickered, as Amy said "Well, while you two were fishing, Becky and I was talking to a very nice lady, named Betty." Oh yeah, I remember her now. "Anyway, she said it must be awfully crowded in that little pop-up, and said that Steve and I could rent a camper a few sites down from ours."

I looked at Steve, and he asked "How much?"

She replied "Thirty a night, and it sleeps six."

"What does that matter, Becky and Doug will stay in his camper." said Steve.

She smiled, as she said "Well, I thought it would be nice if you have Steve drive you home and get our car, and bring our kids. Betty said it's a great place for kids to have fun. And they are young enough that they should be just fine."

Steve's jaw was hanging down, as Becky smirked, saying "I think he's in shock, sis."

"Yes, Doug, why don't you go get a bucket of water and throw it on him, please?" laughed Amy.

"You want me and Doug to drive and get the kids?" She nodded his head yes. He exhaled, adding "Well, if Doug doesn't mind, what should I tell my mom?"

Becky laughed, "Definitely not where you're taking them."

I butted in, "Um, I don't mind, really. But just curious, how many we talking about?"

Becky answered, "Four, Jessica is nine, Bobby is seven, and the twins Kim and Kevin are five."

I just shrugged, as Steve asked "You going to call my mother, to tell her I'm picking the kids up?"

"Yeah, I'll call ahead." Steve and I stood, as she added, "Oh, and make sure you stay away from Roy."

"You go call mom." He said, as we walked back to the campsite to get dressed.

Amy and Becky got up, took their bag, and headed for the phone at the clubhouse. As we walked, Steve said "I can't believe we're doing this."

I just chuckled, as I said "Hey, lots of kids grow up in the nudist environment. My late wife for one."

You didn't?" he asked.

I smiled, as I ducked into the men’s room at the bathhouse, needing to take a leak, "No, Roxy sort of surprised me on our second date. Brought me here to meet her parents." I laughed, "Talk about a surprise."

He looked at me, asking "They still go here?"

"No, they live in Florida, at another and much nicer nudist resort."

I flushed, as did he, before he asked "Shit, how many more are there?"

"Nudist resorts?" I asked, he nodded his head, as we headed for the camper, "Oh, I don't know, maybe close to a hundred, if not more. Last I heard, there were five here in Michigan."

He let out a low whistle, as we entered the screen room, and hung up our towels, before entering the camper. We were dressed in record time, and were in our truck heading for the gate. Becky stopped us outside the clubhouse, saying "Amy said to hold on, she wants to talk to you guys first."

We waited for ten minutes, before Amy came out and came to Steve's side of the truck. She leaned in and kissed her hubby, and I said "Hey, that’s a good idea." as I leaned out the window, and laid a big one on Becky's cheek. She giggled and kissed me back.

"You two," She started, "No mention of where we're staying. Make something up, that we're staying with Doug, and we've just enough room for the kids." Then she got a serious look on her face, "Roy has been around your mom's, wanting to know if she's heard from us. And he wasn't happy."

I sighed, as Steve grimaced, saying "Son of a bitch is a bit of a hot head."

I said "Open up the glove box." He did, and I said "Pull out the cell phone and cord and plug it in." I grabbed a piece of paper, and wrote down the number, giving it to Becky. "Call it if you don't hear from us by dinner. Use the phone in the office, Martha will let you."

She kissed my cheek, as we started it back up, and headed southeast towards home. He was silent the whole trip, even when we stopped in Sanborn and I went inside, coming back out with another cell phone, handing it to him, saying "Copy down the number of this one." I pointed to the one by me on the seat. He did, and we continued on.

We made it to Midland in twenty minutes, and got to his house, where he said "Okay, let me go inside and get the keys."

I was checking out the house, and the neighborhood. Sort of lower middle class, but over all in good shape. His yard was a mess, but he does have four kids. House definitely needs painted. A large and very old station wagon pulled out from behind the house, and he yelled out, "Follow me."

I did just that, and after ten minutes, we were at another house, same type of neighborhood, bit more cleaner. A small older bungalow, with a few kids out in front, obviously his, as he got out, they ran up to him. He went up the steps and inside, followed by the kids. A few seconds later, he comes back out, the oldest child in the lead, with a set of twins holding each others hand. Followed by Steve, an older woman, and the other child.

As the kids climbed into his vehicle, Steve came to my window, as I watched in shock as his mother got in as well. He had a sheepish look on his face, as he said "Um, I couldn't lie to my mother."

I burst out laughing, getting a good look at her portly frame, as she climbed into the front seat. I noticed Steve wasn't laughing. "What's the matter, embarrassed that mommy is coming to the nudie place."

"No, Roy is watching us." I frowned, "He's two blocks down, on the right. Same old Le Sabre."

I sighed, "Okay, lets head to my place first, you in the lead, can you remember the way?"

"Yeah, just follow US 10."

"And turn on my cell phone." He smiled, pulled it out of his pocket, and turned it on. "Press the button one and send, you'll automatically be calling me on this one. Now lets go, and when we get to Sanborn, just go driving through, skip my road."

He looked at me funny, and went to his car, and fired it up. Soon we were on our way, and I soon had a tail. Yep, it was Mr. Loser, couldn't miss that bomb if I wanted too. At least the rain from the other day washed it off. It was twenty minutes before we got to Sanborn, when I picked up the cell phone and made a call, and talked to a very close friend of mine. I made some special arrangements, and called Steve, giving him precise directions. Soon we were on a dirt road, and dumbass was falling us at a distant. And right behind him, was another vehicle. A large four by four, and behind that, a county sheriff. We turned into a lane, and pulled up around a bend, behind some trees. The look on the dumbass face, as he turned in, and the two vehicles behind him did likewise, I'm sure it was priceless.

He grounded to a stop, and tried to cut over a ditch, getting hung up. Oh yeah, this should be good. He got out of his vehicle, as I was too, and he started yelling at me. The guy in the big truck silenced him quickly, as I turned to Steve, who was coming up from behind, him asking "Who are your friends?"

I just chuckled, saying "Never mind, you get back in your car, and head on to the resort."

He just smiled, and did as I said, and turned his vehicle around, driving by Roy, who was standing, with my friend Dave holding him up by his neck. Roy was shouting at Steve, and making obscene gestures at him, and I saw Steve's mom turning and telling the kids to not look. Oh yeah, this should be interesting.

So, the next thirty minutes, the deputy, named Joe, and Dave, had a nice chat with Roy. Joe inspected his car, found pot and a gun. A police check found some warrants for felony's. To make a long story short, Roy was heading to jail. By the time it was done, I headed for my truck, and I waved, saying to Joe and Dave "Yep, going to finish my vacation."

Got in my truck, and pulled out. Waved to the guys, as Joe was putting the handcuffs on Roy. Was fifteen minutes down the road, my cell phone rang. Answering it, it was Becky, asking how things were. I told her about Roy, and she laughed. I then said Steve and the kids should be there soon, as they were about twenty minutes ahead of me by now.

I didn't tell her about Steve's mom. I like surprises. Forty minutes later, after I stopped and grabbed some groceries, I was sure we would need them, I was pulling into the camp. I stopped at the office, and there was Martha. She just smiled, saying "You always had a dark side, Douglas."

"They told you?"

"Yeah, plus some deputy named Joe called Steve on your cell phoone, , pasing his thanks to you for helping catch a criminal."

I smiled, "And how is Steve's mom?"

"Fitting in nicely. They've been here for about thirty minutes. Believe her and the kids and Becky are in the pool."

"And Steve and Amy?"

She smiled, "Something about settling in the camper they're renting, taking care of emotions?"

I laughed, "See you later."

I went to my truck, stripped down, and parked next to the pool house. Entering, Becky saw me, climbed out, and came over and gave me a hug. The kids were all in the pool, and she yelled for them to get out and be introduced, as well as her sister’s mother-in-law. I smiled, as she got out of the pool, about five foot tall, and just as big around, and all smiles and no clothes. She took my hand, and shook it, saying "Please to meet you, Doug. Steve told me a lot about you."

I smiled, as Becky said, "This is Hilda, Steve's mom."

"Please to meet you." I said.

"And these are Steve's and Amy's kids, Jessica, Bobby, Kim and Kevin."

All four kids said hello in unison, I responded in return, as they quickly turned around, and jumped back into the warm water of the pool. Hilda laughed, saying "Guess they've found they like it here."

I smiled, "Seems you're fitting in rather nicely as well, Hilda."

She blushed, as Becky said "What about dinner?"

I replied, "I've groceries in the truck, lets go take care of them."

She took my hand, and we walked out, heading for the truck and getting in. We chatted the whole time we went to the campsite, unloaded the groceries, and went back to the pool. After playing in the water for about another hour, Amy and Steve returned from their rental, both with big smiles on their faces. Soon they were in the pool with their kids and Hilda , as Becky and I told them we would go get dinner started.

Dinner was burgers and hot dogs on the fire pit by Amy & Steve's rental, with chips and lots of soda for the kids, beer for us adults. We ate about seven, and had a nice, large campfire, that I kept burning until eleven. The twins were the first to crash, about nine. Kim on Steve's lap, and Kevin on Amy's. Bobby crashed shortly thereafter, leaning up against his grandmother Hilda. At eleven, I picked up Bobby, as the parents each stood and carried the child they had on inside their rental, with Hilda and Jessica tagging along behind. We got the kids tucked in, and Amy called it a night, giving me a peck on the cheek, as I left. She was dead tired, as was Hilda. Not to mention all three were a bit plastered.

I headed back to my site with Becky, stopping in the bathhouse to relieve my one-eyed monster, as Becky went on ahead. After relieving my bladder, I went on to my site, Becky was sitting in front of the fire pit, and she lifted her head up and smiled. She stood, a blanket wrapped around her body, draped over her shoulders. I hugged her, and we kissed, as we turned and went to the camper.

Inside the camper, she turned around, and bent her head back, waiting for my kiss. I smiled, and lowered my face to hers, my arms reaching around her, as soon our tongues were wrestling in each others mouths. She moaned, as my hands found her ass, massaging them, as the blanket fell to the floor, her bare breasts pushed into my lower chest, as my member began to rise between us. Her butt was up against the counter, as I lifted her up onto it, and her legs wrapped around my waist. We smiled at each other, as we both leaned towards each others waiting hot lips. Our tongues danced again in each others mouths, as my cock found paradise, slipping into her vaginal canal, her hips bucking gently, sucking my pecker in deeper.

I moaned at the tightness of her cunt, as she sighed, as I stretched her out, her pussy walls massaging my throbbing prick. We fucked slowly and tenderly there, for what seemed like an eternity, before she stiffened and softly cried out, as an orgasmic trembler rippled through her body. As she recovered from her moment of joy, I pulled her to me, and lifted her up, carrying her to the bed, and gently laying her down. The night was rather warm, and no air was stirring, as I raised my body, and looked down at her. She looked radiant in the moonlight, as I lifted her legs up, and slowly started pumping her tender cunt once more. She laid her arms out above her head, pushing against the canvas in an effort to get full penetration of my manhood. I could feel her heat building once more, and her juices were making her even more slippery, as I could also feel my cum rising to see if it could put out her fire.

With a grunt, I filled her with ropes of cum, triggering her to an orgasm, as she arched her neck, and a low guttural sound emitted from her open mouth. I collapsed forward, my open mouth finding hers, as we kissed passionately, a good mutual cum, and everyone is fine. I thought we would drift off to sleep, but she had other plans, as she rolled me off of her body, letting me play with her boobs for a brief second, before she went down and gathered my shrinking cock in her mouth, swirling her talented tongue around the head and up and down the shaft.

I was happily surprised to see she was able to bring my rod back to life, after only about ten minutes of fervent sucking. With a smile, she swung her leg over, and straddled my waist, before pointing my firm meat to her cunt, and sliding down. She proceeded to ride me hard, her large tits swaying above my face, with my hands or lips occasionally getting one for a quickie. On the up strokes, her cunt would tighten, pulling my cock with her cunt, and on the down stroke, she would only loosen the grip slightly, as she would force my cock deep into her womb. Her exertions in the heat of the night was causing her to build up a good sweat, which gave a shine to her warm curves in the glow of the moon. I was sure thankful that the camp was about deserted, as I started thrusting up into her hot body.

Her next orgasm was the hardest one yet, as I had to pull her mouth to mine. Even though the place was rather empty, she would have startled people in the next county with her vocal ness. I swore I could hear dogs barking in response to her cries of passion. She was spent for the time being, as she laid her head on my chest, my cock slipping from her friendly confines. We snuggled for awhile, enjoying the feeling of a great session of love making.

We rested, listening to the crickets, frogs, and humming of an air conditioner. That got me to thinking, I didn't remember hearing it earlier. I was just about to lift my head and look outside, but Becky slid her body down mine, and once again inhaled my cock. I moaned, as she started using that hot tongue of hers. After about five minutes of great sucking, I sat up, and she released my pecker, and hugged me. We exchange kisses, as I pulled her tight, then turned and lowered her down on the mattress, and did my own crawling, my face searching out her shaved snatch.

She moaned, as I worked my tongue through the folds of her flesh, savoring our combined juices, as I then attacked her clit with relish. She was writhing in pleasure, as I alternated between suckling her clit, and flicking my tongue across it, as two of my fingers were massaging the inside of her cunt. Her hands were on the back of my head, as she cried out, her tight cunt slamming down on my fingers, as she ground her cunt into my face, flooding my face with her love juice. Her nectar was sweet, as I continued to suck her clit, sending her from one orgasm to another. Her cries were soft, but consistent, as she mumbled incoherently.

My cock felt like iron, as I decided to put it to good use. Standing up next to the bed, I rolled her over, and grabbed her hips, lifting her up to her knees. I guided my cock into paradise once more, and gripping her waist, I slowly fucked her tight box. She was moaning as we went at it, pushing against the mattress, fucking me back stroke for every stroke. I felt her tighten up three times, amazing me at how multi-orgasmic she is, her face buried into a pillow, muffling her screams.

I finally couldn't hold back anymore, as I stiffened and grunted, filling her womb once again with my heavy load. I felt like I was going to collapse, as I lifted her up with my arms around her waist, and climbed into bed, laying us both down on our right sides. After twenty minutes, she turned her head, kissing my cheek, saying "Hey, lets go shower up before we go to sleep."

I smiled, liking her idea. We did just that, getting out of bed, and grabbing towels, heading for the bathhouse. We probably looked like shit, if anyone could see us, as we staggered down to the bathhouse, and washed each other's bodies of the grime of hot sex. Getting back to the camper, we ended up in the bunk that we didn't have sex in, and fell asleep with her in my arms.

The last thing I remembered from the night was her soft mumblings of thanks, and me looking at my watch, which read three-ten. God, we had sex for three hours. When we woke, it was late. I was surprised to see my watch read one-twenty. Becky was still in my arms, my morning hardon, okay, my early afternoon hardon, wedged up against the middle of her back.

I rolled onto my back, and sighed, as she stirred, and turned over, crawling on top of me, her large chest pressing into my chest. She smiled, as she kissed my lips, then as she raised her head, she had a funny look on her face.

I asked "What?"

She was staring out the back of the camper, and said "Where did that camper come from?"

I lifted my head, and looked, a nice Fleetwood travel trailer, just like the one back at the state park, and the lady getting out of it at the very moment, looked just like the lady that was...oh shit, the air conditioner from last night. Thinking, what was her name? Damn, I'm not good at that. I hear voices, Amy's. Becky goes, "Do we know them? Amy's talking to the lady. And Hilda is with Becky"

I chuckled, "Yeah," Climbing out of bed, I added, "They're the ones from the State Park, remember?"

Her face whitened, "Oh, yeah."

I stepped outside, with Becky following closely behind. Amy heard the door, turned and said "Well good morning sleepy heads."

Becky was all bright eyed and bushy tailed, while my bushy tail was dragging in the worse way. Amy and Becky hugged, as Amy said "You remember Cathy from the other day, don't you?"

Becky said "Why yes I do," she surprised me, by giving Cathy a big hug, saying "And I have to thank her tremendously for steering me this way."

Cathy smiled, and as they broke the hug, smiling as she said "Yes, from the sounds of last night, you seemed to enjoy the natural aspect of the place." Becky had an ambarased look on her face, and her whole upper body turned beet red, as Amy broke out laughing. Cathy gave her a peck on the cheek, saying "You two obviously didn't know we set up camp next to you yesterday evening."

I stuttered, "Um no, we didn't."

She smiled, saying "Well no matter, Carl got a kick out of it, he finally turned on the air about one to drown you two out."

Amy laughed, "Yeah, hell, we even had to shut our windows too." She turned to Becky, "I never heard you so loud, sis." She gave her a hug, adding "And the dogs, you got them going as well."

I had a hell of a time trying not to burst out laughing, yeah, I do remember the dogs. Becky was blushing even redder now, as Cathy and Amy each took one of her hands, and lead her into Cathy's camper, along with Hilda, leaving me outside, just as Carl and Steve and the kids show up. They each had shit eating grins on their faces, and I just looked at them and said "Oh shut up."

Chuckling, they told me they were going into town for beer, and taking the kids along as well, wanting to know if I wanted to go. I counted seven kids, and asked who the extra ones are. Carl said they were his and Cathy's and introduced them to me, Tom, age eleven, Barb, age eight, and Sue, age six. Didn't remember seeing them over the weekend, as I climbed into Carl’s large van.

We were gone for an hour, returning and finding the girls cooking dinner. I was famished, as was Becky, we both munching on whatever we could find. To say we hit it off well is an understatement. We all enjoyed each others company, bare ass naked and loving every minute of it. At night, Becky and I would have more sessions of love making, although we did our best to keep it a lot quieter.

This all took place seven years ago. And yes, Becky and I are still together. After that week, she moved in with me, her eyes bugged out when she saw the size of my house. I built it the year before, costing over two-hundred grand. Money well spent, as Becky and I produced four children of our own, including a set of twins. I bought a larger trailer, and moved it to the campground, where Amy & Steve and their family meet us for most weekends during the summer, not to mention Cathy & Carl and their family, as well as countless others we've gotten to know over the years. And Hilda, she found a widower there, she lives there in the summer with him, in the winter they migrate to Florida to a nudist resort there.

And Roy, well, I would like to thank that loser, at whatever jail he's in, or if he's out, whatever bridge he's living under.

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