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Ok peeps.....this might be a little rough cos I dashed it out all in one go but here is a tale about my camping trip over the weekend. Oafish, my apologies if the English isn't up to standard or if you feel this should have been posted elsewhere.

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Music Festival ......fantasy???

Anyways, a group of us decided to go camping over the weekend. We were helping out at a local event on the Saturday, setting up security ropes and marquees etc in the morning in return for discounted entry and overnight camping in the grounds of a nearby country house. Apart from Jamie and myself there were 5 others, 4 guys and one other girl.

The setup went nice and smoothly and by 3.30 I was basking in the sunshine with a beer in my hand watching the people coming into the site. The first act was already on stage and we were sitting, as a group, just chatting. A flash of red caught my eye and I turned to see a gorgeous young girl of about 16 wearing a brilliant red bikini top. She had long blonde hair a smooth tan and wore surf shorts and trainers in addition to the bikini top.

I re-arranged my position so that I could watch her as she set up a few seats and a sun shade and was immediately struck by the two other beauties with her. Whilst I wasn't that close I was fairly sure that the three must be sisters. Despite not being the tallest, I felt certain from the way she commanded attention that "bikini top" was the eldest. Her, presumably, younger sister was a good six inches taller and the youngest one was a good 8 inches shorter. I put number 2 at around 14/15 and number 3 at 12. The newcomers to my vision had the same long blond hair and a similar tan. That said, the two younger girls each wore t shirts above their surf shorts and trainer so there wasn't much tan to be seen.

An hour or so later and I was still caught up with them. The others had drifted off to the stage, come back and drifted off again. I just lay on my blanket, reading my book, and peering at the three lithe lovelies as often as I dared.

They arose as one and moved a short distance away searching out a small gap in which to toss a ball around. I stared after them. I cursed the ignorance of people who walked across my line of vision and watched patiently.

Soon enough my patience was rewarded. Bikini top moved across to her sister and tugged at the hem of her t shirt. I couldn't read her lips but got the message that she was suggesting that the shirt came off. She had my vote straight away.

As number two reached down I found myself sitting up to watch. Hands gripped the hem of the shirt and it started to rise. It stopped. I looked up and met the eyes of the girl staring back at me. Then she smiled and tugged the shirt up and off, shaking her long hair free as she did so.

I let my eyes travel down from her face and felt instant confusion. Sister was a boy. A boy with a girlish face, incredible hair and a lovely torso, but definitely a boy. A boy who was pointing me out to his sister even now.

The three of them turned and looked at me. I stared back. They shared some whispered joke and number 3 made a big show of peeling off his shirt to reveal a second beautiful boy. They seemed to tire of me then and, tossing the discarded clothing to the floor, resumed their game.

Despite my surprise and small disappointment, I found myself unable to ignore the threesome and I watched until they grew bored of their game and wandered off elsewhere and out of sight.

It was some considerable time later, around 8.30, as the sun was starting to drop that I looked up from my book to find number 2 standing directly in front of me.

He was barefoot now. He wore the surf shorts, but little or nothing else. Sweat glistened off his chest. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

"I'm Sam" he said "we're going for a walk in the woods if you wanna come"

I heard a guffaw from behind me and heard Jamie speak for me.

"You wanna try and pick up some skirt your own age boy." He stated.

I'm not sure what angered me more, being referred to as "some skirt" or Jamie speaking for me but the result was that I clambered to my feet and held out my hand to Sam.

"Kris" I offered and then, turning to Jamie "I'm going for a walk. Back later."

I followed Sam across the short distance to where his siblings were watching and waiting. I watched his hips sway as I did so and just briefly I wondered what I was getting into.

Sam introduced his younger brother Ben and his cousin Anne. Cousin or sibling, they could have been clones they looked so similar.

Anne smiled and led the way through the people to the edge of the field. I found myself walking between the two brothers and quickly found a hand in each of mine. It was sweet.

We chatted as we walked. Ben was 12 and Sam 15 and cousin Anne was 16. They knew the site well and were certain we wouldn't get lost in the woods, especially with the noise of the concert to guide us back.

I remember the chill creeping over my body as the trees shut out the sunlight. I thought then that maybe I should have brought a shirt of my own, but it was too late now. My own yellow bikini top would have to suffice. Besides, Anne still wore nothing but her red bikini top and shorts and she didn't seem to be feeling the cold.

She marched on, up the slope and deeper into the woods. Then she stepped off the path, through a dense area of scrub. We followed, Sam, me and Ben the boys still holding my hands.

The scrub quickly gave way to another path and we followed this a short distance to a small clearing.

Anne sat down on a log and we all followed suit, either sitting on other fallen logs or, like me, squatting on the mossy grass. Some sunlight broke through the canopy here and the clearing had a warm and cosy feel to it.

"So" said Anne suddenly "You have a thing for my cousin here huh?"

I hadn't expected such a direct line of questioning and it took me a while to answer.

"the boys are very beautiful. I thought that they were girls until Sam took off his shirt." I finally replied.

Anne grinned at me. "So you like looking at girls then do you?"

I smiled back at her. "I like looking at all pretty things."

"How old are you?" she asked.

"22"

"Gotta boyfriend?"

"not right now"

"Girlfriend?"

I chuckled "not right now"

Silence engulfed us for a sort while.

"You wearing the bottom half of that bikini" Anne finally asked.

I nodded.

"Show us" she commanded

I thought about getting up and leaving, but I was intrigued as to where this would go.

I stood, unbuttoned my denim shorts and slipped them down. Stepped out of them and moved to the centre of the clearing and gave a little twirl.

Anne chuckled and Ben gave a round of applause that Sam joined in with. I gave a mock bow and retired to my seat area again.

Anne stood, hands moved quickly and her shorts were tossed aside to reveal her own matching red bikini bottoms. Ben and I clapped and Sam whistled at her. She sat back down but even before she had done so Ben was on his feet. His shorts soon deserted him and he displayed himself in a pair of tight white briefs.

Anne just about collapsed in fits and I whistled at his bravery as he sat back down. All eyes turned to Sam.

He managed to ignore us for about 10 seconds and then stood, slipped off his shorts and sat down very quickly.

"No fair" shouted Anne "Come on do a little twirl."

Sam blushed crimson but stood and paraded before us in a pair of striped boxers that were just beginning to bulge in the front.

He sat down again and an uneasy silence followed.

It was Ben who made the next move. He stood, looked at each of us in turn and grinned broadly.

"I dare you all" he said as his thumbs hooked under the waistband of the briefs and pushed southwards.

He fairly sprinted around the clearing and I was left with the image of his firm buttocks reflecting the dappled sunlight as he ran past me. By the time he came to a standstill his penis was starting to rise. He looked down, noticed and defiantly placed his hands on his hips and started back at each one of us.

I think that both Anne and I made the decision at the same time. She stood with a "go cus go" shout and tossed her bikini bottoms aside whilst I untied the side strings and let my own bottoms fall apart. We moved over to join Ben and the three of us stood, side by side, as Sam let his eyes wash over our bodies.

It didn't last long and soon he too stripped off his underwear to join our naked throng.

I had felt completely in control until that point. I could have walked away at any time. Now though, Anne moved in front of me, reached up and kissed me full on the lips. Her tongue snaked into my opening mouth and her arms encircled me pulling our bodies together. Lips sought out and found my left nipple, Bens' lips I believe and hands swept over my buttocks and between my thighs. At about the same time as I became aware of how wet I was I also became aware of my own hands. One was caressing Anne's right breast whilst the other held a stiffening penis. Somehow I found myself lying down. Anne straddled my chest and played with my nipples, Sam was probing my outer folds gently and Ben was kneeling alongside of me as I stroked his now fully erect cock.

Occasionally Anne would lean forward and our mouths would meet. When she whispered into my ear "Wanna taste me?" I could only nod. 

She slithered over my breasts and with a knee on either side of my head lowered her sex down to my face. Eventually we managed to get the position right and I was able to savour the taste of that young blonde. The boys took over with my breasts and at least one finger found it's way inside of me.

I drifted with the sensations, aware of Anne lubricating my face, holding my hair. Aware of the boys playing with those parts of my body now lost to me behind the pink wall that I saw before me. I found her clit with my tongue and was rewarded with a sharp tug on my hair.

"Oh yesss....tongue me bitch" she yelled as she forced her pussy down onto my face. I worked hard as she rode my face and felt the first shudder go through her at the same time as she pulled my head into her crotch and held me there. She slid off me and for a few moments I just concentrated on the feelings within my own body as the boys tweaked at my nipples and probed my cunt. Then Anne was back. She guided me up into a sitting position and then onto all fours. She clambered aboard and sat astride my hips rubbing herself against me. I could feel the damp trails that she was leaving behind as she did so. 

Ben, who had been doing a wonderful job on my tits, was dragged before me and, for a few brief moments, my breasts felt lonely. Anne had other plans and lay down along my back, reached round and took over where the young boy had left off.

She hissed into my ear. "Suck him off. Give him his first blowjob."

I raised my head to the boy standing before me. He held his erection before him and looked....hopeful. I remember smiling and watching him smile back and then he slipped forwards and did his best to ram his entire groin area into my mouth.

I couldn't lift either hand for more than a few moments because of the weight of Ann on my back, but occasionally I did manage to reach up and touch his balls or slip between his legs to find his smooth buttocks before he spurted his boy seed into my mouth. He dropped back looking almost embarrassed and I looked around for Sam to take his place. Instead it was Anne who slipped off my back and positioned herself in front of me. She spread her legs and used her fingers to open herself up as far as possible before guiding my mouth to her cunt once again. 

I was aware. It is not possible not to be aware. But for some reason I did nothing when Sam positioned himself behind me. I felt the tip of his cock bouncing off my abdomen and briefly wondered just how big he was before I took hold and guided him to his intended target.

He was big. I'm not sure how big but one of the biggest that I have enjoyed. But he was young. Six or seven strokes later I felt his warmth seeping into me well before I was ready to hit my own climax. Anne shuddered to a second orgasm and released my hair from her tight grasp. She barked commands as she moved around behind me. I felt her hands slip between my thighs and her fingers probe my folds.

"Shit cus. You really made a mess back here." She said to Sam. "Ben, do her titties whilst I finger fuck her." 

The language registered as crude, vulgar and not at all what I would have expected from a true innocent. She wasn't of course. The boys might have been but not Anne. Anne was the hunter and today I was her big game.

She was still talking as she probed rhythmically with her fingers. "C'mon Ben, really tug at them, go on pinch them a bit, she'll love it. Sam, stick that thing in her mouth, get her to clean it up a bit."

My nipples burned, my hips moved against her thrusts and my mouth opened as a semi erect sausage forced its way into my mouth. Even semi erect my lips were stretched and he hit the back of my throat well before my nose made contact with any pubic hair. Mind, young and inexperienced he might have been but he had the recovery speed of a super hero and was soon fully erect and thrusting. Not only that but he still managed to deposit a load in my mouth before he withdrew.

I was groaning now. I knew it, I wanted not to, but Anne knew what she was doing to me and she was damn good at it too. Every now and then her thumb would flick my clit as it passsed and my groans would intensify.

Ben stood before me, erect again, hands moving like lightening on his red member. I opened my mouth but he shook his head. I closed my eyes as my orgasm washed over me and allowed my arms to sink and my head to lower to the ground. As I did I felt the familiar warm/cold touch of fresh sperm dance across my back and knew that Ben too had remarkable recovery power.

As I lay on my back recovering each of them visited briefly. Each of them briefly penetrated my cunt with a pair of fingers and then smeared those fingers over my face and mouth and then they were gone.

I propped myself up on my elbows in time to see a naked flesh dancing away through the scrub.

I couldn't find my bikini bottoms in the fast descending gloom and so I gathered up my shorts and bikini top, dressed and picked my way back to the festival site.

By the time I returned my three blond friends had cleared their camp area and were nowhere to be seen. I picked my way over to my own group and Jamie saw me approaching and came out t meet me. I scowled at him and he grinned back.

"Your friends left you a message" he said and with that handed me my bikini bottoms. "Have a good time Kris?"

End.

