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Melissa’s Secrets
by Pookie


Chapter 28


We walked back to our campsites to eat some lunch.  With all 
three of our families together, we had a lot to eat.  Mr. Walcott 
had grilled some burgers and hot dogs.  Mr. Rayner had prepared 
some baked potatoes and corn on the cob by wrapping it up in foil 
and putting them into the hot coals on his grill.

I was totally impressed with this camping thing.  It wasn't just 
about being naked.  It could be fun even with clothes on.

I then spotted Wooly Bully and Jaw Breaker again.  It totally 
sucked that I wouldn't be able to tell my other friends about 
them.


******


After we ate, I walked around some with Penny, Pam, Kari, and 
Julie.  The boys went off to do their thing, whatever that might 
be.  While we were walking, they all teased me about Peter, but 
not in a bad way.  Penny seemed to like the idea of me being with 
her brother.  Pam then told them about Jennifer trying to steal 
him away from me.  It made me wonder just where Jennifer was at 
while the guys were off together.

The girls took me to a part of the campground where a lake was 
located.  Some of the adults liked to fish from the lakeside.  
There were even a few boats tied to a small dock that could be 
used to fish from.  A few canoes were also down by the dock.

The area around the lake was kept up really nice.  Because of the 
shape of the shoreline around the lake, there were a few alcoves 
that appeared to create isolated hillside spots near the water 
that a couple could probably sneak off to in order to have some 
privacy.  The only way someone would likely see you is from a 
boat that was near or in the alcoves, or by someone walking over 
to them along the edge of the lake.  I immediately thought it 
would be a great place to take Peter for some quality alone time.

We laid out near the edge of the lake.  It was interesting 
putting lotion on each other while some of the men were fishing.  
We got into showing off for their benefit.  It wasn't every day 
that they got to watch four cute teen girls putting lotion on 
each other’s naked bodies.  It can take quite a while to put 
lotion on my little butt cheeks when someone like Kari is trying 
to make a sexy show out of it.

And everyone knows it takes another girl to put lotion on my tits 
and between my legs.  I'm just too uncoordinated to do it myself.

We all made a point of turning over in very provocative ways, 
too.  Did I really need to stick out my butt so blatantly in the 
direction of those men while I was on my hands and knees 
stretching out my towel?

After about an hour, the other girls were ready to leave to look 
around some more.  I decided I better go looking for Peter.  That 
only brought on more teasing, but I was curious to see who he 
might be with.


******


After I walked around a little, I found him near the pool.

"Hey, you," I said, bumping up against him while smiling sweetly.  
“Wanna walk with me?”

"Definitely.  I know just the place, too."

We walked for a short time until we were at what looked like the 
start of a wide path through the woods.  

“This trail is kinda long,” he told me.  “It runs a circle and 
comes out not far from here.”

“I don’t have anywhere to be,” I reminded him.

He smiled and took my hand in his as we started walking.

Like the rest of the campground, it was well kept.  As we walked, 
a few people ran past us.  But for the most part, we were alone.

"Some people like to go for a run along this path," Peter 
explained.  "It's actually a good distance to the end.  It goes 
around a good part of the campground."

"Any places we can sit and be alone?" I hinted.

He knew of a spot further along.  He'd seen people there before 
laying out or just sitting around relaxing.

We didn't say too much to each other along the way.  It wasn't 
that we didn't have anything to say.  We were just enjoying being 
together.  I also had something on my mind.  I'd made a decision, 
and just needed a good opportunity to act on it.

When we reached the spot he was referring to, we spread out our 
towels to lie on together.  It was tempting to start fooling 
around, but you never knew when someone would run up on you.  Why 
couldn't this have been a sex campground?

"Peter, you know what I said the other day about not officially 
being a couple?"

"Yeah?"

"I've been thinking more about that ..."

He didn't say anything.  I looked at him and he seemed almost 
scared.  He just looked back, keeping quiet.  I got the 
impression he was afraid he would say the wrong thing.  Some boys 
are smarter than others.  Usually he's one of the smarter ones, 
but right then I wanted him to talk to me.

"I really like you," I said.

"I really like you, too."

"The more I'm around you, the more I like you."

"Mel, I'd rather be around you more than anyone else,” he said.  
I looked at him softly.

He seemed to take a long breath before he continued, “There's 
something I want to ask you."

"Ask me anything."

"You said you didn't want to rush things, and that we would talk 
when I got back from camping.  But then you're suddenly coming 
camping, too ..."

"If you're asking if I talked Mom into coming because of you ... 
yeah, I did."

That wasn't all there was to it.  Jennifer played a bigger part 
in it.  I wasn't going to tell him that though.

"Why?"

"Because I changed my mind."

It was my prerogative.

"About what?"

Boys!  God they can be so dense!

"About you and me."

"You want to be a couple now?" he asked tentatively.

"Ask me and see."

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I thought you'd never ask!" I exclaimed, and pounced on him, 
kissing him deeply.

We were seriously making out.  Our hands were all over each 
other.  His cock was harder than I'd ever felt it.  I pulled him 
on top of me, wrapping my legs around his hips.  He was lined up 
perfectly with my pussy.

I pushed my heels against his butt and his cock slipped into my 
cunt. It felt so good and so right to have his cock in me.  And I 
was so glad that I was on birth control so he didn’t have to use 
a condom.  I wanted his cum in me, the first time my boyfriend 
would cum in me, my first boyfriend at that.

He said, "We're gonna get caught."

"I don't care.  I want my boyfriend to fuck me."

I loved the way he was fucking me. He pumped into me in a steady 
rhythm while looking into my eyes. We were looking at each other 
in pure love, and we were celebrating our love with this fucking. 
We were both cumming hard after just a few minutes. Peter moved 
his face down so he could kiss me as I was getting very vocal as 
my orgasm hit me. If he hadn’t kissed me we would have probably 
the whole camp come running to see who was getting stabbed to 
death.  I was gonna be dripping sperm for the rest of the day, 
too.

Amazingly, no one came up on us.  Then again, maybe they spotted 
us and went the other way.  I didn't care.  I'd just fucked my 
boyfriend.  My first boyfriend, too.  No matter who else I dated 
from here on out, he was always going to be special.  Nobody was 
gonna spoil that either.

We laid there kissing for the longest time.  Finally though, we 
got ourselves together and walked the rest of the path.  We 
stopped along the way at various spots to make out some more.  It 
was just deep kissing though.  We didn't dare risk trying to fuck 
again.  We'd been extremely lucky at not getting caught before.

My thighs were sticky with his cum and my juices that had leaked 
out while walking. I hoped nobody would notice the sheen from it 
on my legs. Plus I sounded kinda noisy when my legs rubbed 
together.

I stopped him near the end of the path.  We needed to talk about 
some things.  Ground rules for one.

"Peter, there's no sense in pretending that we're two ordinary 
people."

"Yeah?"

"I mean, our situation is a little ... uh ... unique."

"Oh ... you mean ..."

"Yeah.  And now that we're a couple ... and we're ..." I stopped, 
and looked around carefully.  "We're both doing incest ... as 
well as sex with our best friends ... and even some of their 
parents ... well ..."

I didn’t have to say any more.  He understood we really did need 
to talk about things.

Neither of us knew everyone the other was fucking.  I did know 
that he and his mom were fucking ... at least with him 
blindfolded.  I'd had sex with all of our close friends' parents 
... except my own.  Well, except for the blowjob I gave Daddy ... 
and whatever they may have done to me blindfolded.  I'm a 
complicated chick like that.

"Do you think we should stop having sex with others?" he asked.

"No.  Not unless you want to stop ... and be totally exclusive."

"Would you be okay with me having sex with other girls?"

"Yeah, but I'm your girlfriend.  You only date me.  You only hold 
my hand.  You only make out with me.  You can fuck Julie, Kari 
and Sarah and your sisters... and any of the adults, but no other 
girls ... unless we talk about it first."

"What about you?  I don't even know who all you're having sex 
with."

"You know about Jamie and Mike."

"You said sex with adults, too."

"Yeah, aren't you doing them, too?"

"A few ..."

"Who?" I asked.

"You first."

I started to complain that I'd asked him first, but decided to go 
ahead, "Promise you won't hate me?"

"Mel, there's really nothing you can say that would surprise me 
enough to hate you.  I'd be a hypocrite if I did."

"Okay.  Remember, you promised."  I paused before rattling off 
the names of all the adults I knew I'd been with.

“I’ve had sex with Mr. Walcott, Mrs. Walcott, Mr. Clark, Mrs. 
Clark ...” I said, watching his eyes starting to go wide.  “... 
Pastor Thomas, Mrs. Thomas, and ... both of your parents.” 

"Damn, Mel!"

"You think I'm a slut, don't you?"

Well, I was a slut.  But right then he'd better not say I was one 
if he wanted to fuck me again anytime soon.

"No!"

I smiled at him.  He started smiling back at me.  We both knew I 
was probably one of the biggest sluts around.  But he knew I was 
his girlfriend, with all the benefits that came with that.  I'd 
be his slut.

"So, what about you?" I asked.

"What?"

"Don't play dumb.  Spill it."

His list of people was much shorter.  Of course, I was bisexual, 
which made my list twice as long.  He admitted to his mom, Mrs. 
Clark, and Mrs. Walcott.  I was surprised he hadn't been with 
Mrs. Thomas.  I was also surprised he hadn’t mentioned someone 
else.

"You haven't been with my mom?"

"Umm ... yeah."

"You weren't going to tell me?"

"I just told you."

I lightly punched his arm, and then said, "It's cool.  I can't 
complain.  Have you fucked my mom a lot?"

"Not a lot ...”

“Have you fucked her here at the campground?"

“Yeah ...”

"Did you fuck her today?!" I asked, wondering when he’d have had 
the time!

"No!  A few times last year."

His overall vagueness caught my attention, but I decided to let 
it go ... for the time being.

"That's cool then.  If she asks, don't tell her I know, okay?"

"Okay, but why not?"

"Just don't," I insisted.

"So, we can each have sex with the people we mentioned ... 
including me with your mom?"

This was getting really complicated.  It's like we needed an 
assistant to keep up with who was available for each of us to 
fuck.  It felt a little odd that I was about to agree to him 
fucking my mother whenever he wanted.  But I couldn't complain 
since I was doing his parents, too.  Fair is fair, I suppose. 

"Yeah ... if the rest is also okay with you."

"Cool."

I wondered if this was like setting up a prenuptial.  We did kiss 
quite passionately to seal the deal.  I was now his ball and 
chain.  His old lady.  I felt special.


******


Peter and I held hands as we walked to the pool to swim again.  
It was getting late in the afternoon, but we both wanted to swim 
some more.  I immediately spotted Jennifer.  She saw us, too.  
She didn't look all that happy to see us holding hands either.  I 
made a point out of touching Peter even more, putting my arm 
around him, touching his face and stuff to show her he was mine.

We swam in the pool for a little while.  Jennifer got in with us, 
but she seemed more distant compared to earlier.  At first, she 
seemed to keep some distance between us.  She finally did swim 
over to me.  I was a little surprised by what she told me, too. 

"You and Peter are a cute couple."

"Thanks," I said, not quite sure what to make of what she said.

"I was surprised to see you together at the movies."

"It was our first date, but I've seen him a lot over the summer 
while hanging out with Pam.  How do you know him?"

"We met here about four years ago.  We were just little kids 
then.  The Rayners and Walcotts were here a lot, too.  All their 
kids and I ... along with your brother when he started coming a 
few summers ago ... would swim together a lot.  My parents met 
the Rayners and Walcotts while camping here years ago."

"I just found out about my parents and Jamie going nude camping a 
few weeks ago."

“Why didn’t they tell you?”

“I was ... ‘too young’”

"That sucks.  After I met you at school, and found out who your 
family was, I was curious why you weren’t camping with them.  
Were you pissed off when you found out?"

"Totally, but they're making it up to me now."

"I'm glad you're here."

I bet you are, bitch.

"Do you like it, so far?" she asked.

"It's pretty cool.  Peter and I went walking around the path 
before we came to the pool.  The lake is nice.  Seems like a lot 
to do."

"I wish you had been coming here before now," she said, almost 
forlornly.

She seemed very sincere while talking to me.  We hadn’t hung out 
much outside of school, but she'd always seemed to want to be my 
friend.  I'd always liked her, too, until she became a boyfriend 
stealing bitch.  I wasn't about to let my guard down either, even 
if it meant sacrificing our friendship.

"At least I'm here now,” I stated.  “... with Peter."

I made a point of emphasizing the last part.  I'm sure she picked 
up on it, too.

After a moment, she said, "I gotta go.  My parents like to eat 
about this time."

"Okay, see ya later."

She looked at me really odd as she was getting out of the pool.  
She almost looked hurt, but something just didn’t seem to make 
sense.  She was obviously uncomfortable with me a little, but she 
wasn’t acting like she was mad or anything.   It left me feeling 
uneasy about everything.

I felt like the bottom might drop out from under me at any time.


******


We ate supper together again at our tents.  It was sort of like a 
block party, except everyone was naked.  The men had grilled some 
chicken during the afternoon.  It was fun hanging out with 
everyone at the same time without sex being the motivating 
reason.

Word spread quickly among everyone that Peter and I were now a 
couple.  Pam and Penny did some sisterly teasing of their 
brother.  Of course, Jamie had to joke about it some, but he 
hugged me and said he was glad things worked out like I wanted.  
He really could be a sweet brother when he wanted.

Mrs. Rayner also hugged me and jokingly ‘welcomed me to the 
family’.  I thought, what the fuck have I just done?  I’m now the 
girlfriend of the son of the weirdest family ever.  Somehow, as 
creepy as it all was, it still felt right.  At least I walked 
into this knowing ahead of time just how perverted they all were.

The wildest thing was that Mom had to know about them.  She just 
had to!  And she’d helped make all this happen over the past few 
weeks.  It’s what I’d wanted though.  I was happy, and that’s all 
that really mattered.

After we helped clean up and put things away, Peter and I went to 
check out the hot tub.  The air was cooling down a good bit by 
then, and I thought the hot tub would be a great place for the 
two of us to sit and chill together.

The campground had two hot tubs.  They both were pretty big.  We 
picked the one with the fewest people in it.  They were all 
couples, which made me more comfortable.  Most of them had a beer 
bottle or can in their hand.  That didn’t bother me though.  Some 
of them had obviously been drinking for much of the day based on 
how they were acting.  Their jovial talk was testament to that.

Peter and I slipped into the tub, side by side.  Beneath the 
bubbles, we put a hand in each other's lap.  Neither of us could 
resist feeling up the other.  It was cool though.  He was my 
boyfriend.  I felt like that gave each of us the privilege to 
touch each other intimately without the need to seek approval 
first.

A middle aged man who I'd seen with his wife by the pool earlier 
in the day got in our hot tub, sitting across from us.  He seemed 
to be alone.  His wife must've been doing other things.  He 
looked like he was a little more wasted from drinking than the 
others.  As some time went by, I also noticed that he seemed to 
have this thing for staring at me.

Because of that, I dubbed him ‘Mr. Pervert’.

The couples were mostly talking with each other about some boring 
shit.  Peter and I just chilled out while masturbating each 
other.  Occasionally I looked over at Mr. Pervert.  Every time I 
caught him staring at me.  I should've been pissed, but I didn't 
let it bother me.  Actually, it inspired me to do some things to 
tease him.

For the most part, I'd been sitting down so that the water was up 
to my neck.  The bubbles obscured his view of my perky little 
tits.  So, I started sitting up a bit more so that they were 
visible.  I also made a point of wiping imaginary specks of dirt 
off of them.  I even went as far as cupping them a time or two.  
The others in the pool didn't even notice, but Mr. Pervert 
certainly did.  He had even sat up a little himself, and his head 
was leaning over a bit more as he gawked at me.  Peter didn't 
really seem to notice him, but he wasn't into older men anyways.  
He was too busy fingering me.

The other couples got out together to cool off for a bit.  Mr. 
Pervert stayed glued to his spot though.  He wanted more of a 
show, so I gave it to him.  I slipped up so that I was sitting on 
the edge of the tub, and kept my legs open in a very unlady-like 
manner.  Peter took the opportunity to rub my calves under the 
water, which felt great.

I loved that Peter was worshipping my body.  He's a good 
boyfriend like that.  He was going to be well rewarded for that, 
too.  Mr. Pervert also was worshipping me.  For his persistence, 
he got a perfect view of my pussy.  I made a point of also 
rubbing the inside of my thighs close to his object of lust.  I 
also stretched my arms while pushing out my chest so that my 
little boobies stuck out as much as possible for his viewing 
pleasure.

I eventually got tired of teasing Mr. Pervert though.  Peter was 
ready to get out and do something else as well.  As I was 
leaving, I casually waved goodbye to Mr. Pervert.  He seemed to 
be hypnotized by my butt though.  He did wave back as I was 
walking away.


******


We walked over to the pool to swim for a little bit.  The water 
felt great after just getting out of the hot tub.  

A short time later, Mr. and Mrs. Walcott walked into the pool 
area.  I waved at them, getting their attention.  They came over 
and talked to us for a few moments, indicating they were waiting 
on some friends to join them at the hot tubs.

I told them about Mr. Pervert.  Mr. Walcott laughed and said 
there always seemed to be at least one guy like him hanging 
around to watch the women and girls during the evening.

A couple about the same age as the Walcotts came into the pool 
area.  Based on everyone’s reactions, this was the couple the 
Walcotts were hooking up with.  Peter even seemed to know who 
they were.

They looked so familiar.  I was certain I’d seen or met them 
somewhere before.  I just couldn’t place them though.

After Mr. Walcott waved to them, they began walking over to join 
us.  As they got closer, it hit me.  I’d definitely seen them 
before.  Oh, my God!  This was too sick!  Mrs. Clark had, in her 
own way, already introduced me to them.  They were the couple I'd 
seen in the very first picture Mrs. Clark had shared with me!  
This same woman had been on her knees in front of this same man 
... sucking his cock!  

As they reached us, Mrs. Walcott made the introductions.

"You already know Peter," she said to the couple.  

Then she introduced us.  Looking at me, Mrs. Walcott said, "This 
is Melissa, Gregg and Andrea's daughter.  Melissa, this is Carl 
and Janet Preston."

No fucking way!  Jennifer's parents?! 

"Nice to finally meet you, Melissa," Mr. Preston said.  His wife 
added, "I believe you're friends with my daughter, Jennifer."

"Yes, ma'am.  It's nice to meet you both," I said, amazingly 
keeping my composure.

Jennifer's parents were probably having sex with Sarah's parents!  
Probably even my own!  How much did Jennifer know?  I tried not 
to stare at them, but I couldn't help it.

I then saw Jennifer walk into the pool area.  She headed over to 
join us, too.

I swallowed hard as the realization of who they were sunk in 
further.

Jennifer said, "Hi, everyone."

She looked at me staring at her parents, "I guess you just met my 
mom and dad."

"Yeah," I said, still staring at her parents as they walked off 
with the Walcotts toward the hot tubs.

"Earth to Mel!" Peter said, getting my attention.

Jennifer then gave me a puzzled look.  I suddenly felt an odd 
sense of sympathy for her.  I seriously doubted she knew her 
parents were swingers.

I dove into the pool and swam to the other end to get away from 
Jennifer for a short time.  I wasn't sure what to say to her at 
that moment.  I then regretted my decision when I looked back and 
saw Jennifer and Peter talking.   When I got out of the pool and 
walked back over to join them, Jennifer bluntly said she needed 
to leave.  She told Peter goodbye, but didn't say anything to me.  
This time, I got a clear impression that she was mad at me.

"What's going on with her?" I asked Peter.

"I think she's hooking up with a friend of hers."

That didn't explain her abrupt exit, or snubbing me.

"What's she mad at me about?"

"She's not mad at you,” he said.  “I think she’s just in a 
hurry."

"What did you say to her before I walked up?" I asked, very 
curious to hear his reply.  I hated interrogating Peter, but 
something wasn't right about this.

"Nothing much."

I glared at him waiting for something a little more detailed than 
that.

"I told her that we would probably be partying some a little 
later at our campsite if she wanted to come ... and that you were 
my girlfriend now."

I popped his arm hard, and sternly asked "My being your 
girlfriend is ‘nothing much’?"

"I didn't mean it like that ..." he began defending himself.

I glanced back in the direction she’d left, and then back at 
Peter.  I then let it drop.  I didn't want to fight with him just 
hours after we'd officially hooked up.  I assumed Jennifer was 
pissed off about that as well.  I was betting she wouldn't want 
anything else to do with me.  I'd locked up the boy she was 
crushing on before she could.  Tough shit.

But, holy shit!  Her parents!  Gawd!


******


Kari and Penny came by the pool looking for us.  They were ready 
for us to come join them at our campsite to have some fun 
together.  All our parents were either in one of the hot tubs or 
'visiting' some friends.

I hadn't seen Mom going through the pool area to get to one of 
the hot tubs.  I was very tempted to go look for her.  The idea 
that she'd play around while Daddy was at home really bothered 
me.  It just seemed too much like cheating to me.

Peter and I were walking back to our tents when we passed his 
mom.  I told Peter to go on and I'd catch up with him in a minute 
so I'd have a chance to talk to Mrs. Rayner alone.

"Do you know where my mom is?"

"She went to a friend's cabin earlier.  She's supposed to meet us 
at the hot tubs later,” she replied.  “Why?  Can I help you with 
something?"

"I was just curious.  I hadn't seen her lately."

"She's fine, Melissa,” she said.  “Go have fun with Peter and the 
others.  If you want, I'll tell her you need to see her."

"I don't need to see her really ..." I said, kicking at the 
ground.

"Don't worry, sweetie,” she said, reassuringly.  “Your Mom is 
fine."

"Would my daddy think she is?

"Is that what you're worried about?  If it is, then don't.  Your 
father isn’t worrying about her.  They have a solid marriage.  
Trust me, okay?"

"Okay," I said, finally smiling.  

I took what she said to mean my parents had an understanding 
about situations like this.  My parents got along great.  They 
very rarely argued with each other, at least not when I was 
around to overhear.  Of course, they had disagreements.  Mom 
would sometimes look frustrated after talking to Daddy, but I'd 
never had a concern about my parents' marriage.  But then again, 
I'd never suspected everything I now knew about them.

"Umm ..."

"Yes?"

"Last year, Mrs. Clark showed me a picture of a couple I didn't 
know ... having sex."

She cocked her head slightly waiting on me to go on.

"Jennifer's parents were in the picture," I told her.  "I didn't 
know who they were until I just met them."

"They're swingers, Mel.  Just like me and my husband.  You need 
to keep that a secret."

"Oh, I will.  You know that.  But what all do they know?"

"You mean about you?"

"Well, not just me.  The stuff involving the rest of us ... ‘you 
know’."

She lowered her voice some, saying, "They don’t know everything, 
but they know a good bit.  Don’t worry about them though, 
sweetie.  We all trust them."

"Do they know about ... you know ... ‘your family’?”

She chuckled at the way I was putting things, “They don’t know 
about ... ‘my family’.  But they do know that you kids are 
involved with all of us.”

“Are they ... ‘involved’ ... with any of us kids?”  I wasn’t sure 
why I thought I had to talk to her in code.  She was getting a 
kick out of it though.

“Not that I know of,” she answered.  I looked at her with a 
raised eyebrow.  She’d lied to me once before.  She quickly 
remembered that, too.

“That’s the truth, Melissa,” she reassured me.  “I don’t need to 
hide things from you anymore.  You know so much now that it 
doesn’t matter if you know everything.”

I decided I could trust her.  After all, I was now part of ... 
‘the family’.

“Are Jennifer and Derek ... you know ... ‘involved’?”

Mrs. Rayner replied, “Not with any of us.  So, don’t tell either 
one of them anything about ... ‘you know’.”

She looked around for a moment, and then told me, "Very few of 
our friends know about what Kent and I do with our kids.  So 
don't let on that anything is going on.  I don't know how the 
Prestons would react if they found out."

"If they reacted badly, you at least know a secret that would 
hurt them.  They'd likely keep what they found out a secret 
knowing they could get exposed as nudists."

"Well, yeah.  But Janet would only get fired.  It would be a lot 
worse for me and everyone else.  Using secrets against each other 
can only backfire."

"Yeah, I hadn't thought of it that way.  I promise to never 
breathe a word to Jennifer and Derek ... or their parents."

Mrs. Rayner kissed me on the cheek.

"I’m glad you’re Peter’s girlfriend."

"He’s got a cool mom," I grinned while blushing.

She hugged me before I ran to catch up with Peter.


******


I caught up with Peter back at our tents.  With the adults gone, 
things quickly deteriorated into drinking, sex, and other 
debauchery.  Peter had scored some weed again.  I needed to ask 
him about that sometime.  I didn't want a drug lord for a 
boyfriend.  The beer was easy enough to get a hold of since our 
parents just left it in the coolers.  If they'd really wanted to 
keep us away from it, they'd have locked it in their vehicles.

Penny and Kari had to keep reminding us to keep the noise down or 
we'd get a visit from the campground owners.  That was never a 
good thing.  They'd throw us all out if they caught us. 

I was much more at ease fooling around with everyone this time 
compared to the Saturday I spent two weeks ago at the Rayners.  I 
wasn't avoiding Peter this time.  I couldn't stay off of him.  I 
liked being able to fuck with my boyfriend when I wanted to.  I 
didn't even mind if he wanted to screw around with the other 
girls.  I planned on having my own fun, too.  I’d be sure to let 
him know throughout the night that he was special to me though.

Peter sat with me much of the time.  But after sitting around 
drinking and smoking weed for a little while, everyone was 
getting rather horny.  Mike started making out with Penny.  Kari 
wasn’t going to let her friend get too far ahead of her, so she 
grabbed Peter’s arm and pulled him over beside her.

At first, Peter was rather tentative about doing anything with 
Kari.  Even though we’d talked about it earlier, he wasn’t sure I 
was going to be cool about him having sex with her.  He knew his 
sisters were no problem.  I gave him a reassuring smile, but he 
still acted rather reluctant to let go and enjoy Kari.  So, I 
moved over to join Penny and Mike.  After I went down on Mike’s 
cock, Peter finally seemed to take that as approval to do what he 
wanted with the other girls.  With Pam joining in with Kari, 
Peter’s attention was clearly no longer on me.

As wasted as they were getting, Kari and Penny were able to keep 
us from getting too out of control.  We were keeping the noise 
down for the most part.  However, Penny reminded everyone to 
stuff something in my mouth if they were going to get me off.

“Make sure she’s got a cock or sock in her mouth if you’re gonna 
fuck or go down on her,” Penny advised everyone.  “We don’t need 
people thinking someone is dying in here.”

I acted all huffy and indignant.

She looked at me sympathetically, “Mel, I love you like a sister, 
but we’re gonna get busted if we don’t gag you.”

I started blushing.  Some of the others took the opportunity to 
add their comments.

“Peter’s gonna have to sound proof their house when they get 
married,” Mike joked.

He got a good pop on the arm for that.

“They could live out by the airport,” Jamie added.  “The 
neighbors will think it’s just another plane.”

I shook a fist at Jamie, but he knew I wasn’t really mad.  I took 
all the jokes in stride.  I knew I could be loud sometimes when I 
came.  I wasn’t nearly as bad as they were making me out to be 
though.  At least I didn’t think I was.  Peter was the only one 
not teasing me.  I picked a smart boyfriend.

Interestingly, Jamie wasn’t doing much of anything with the other 
girls.  His cock had been standing tall and proud most of the 
evening, as it usually did when he was horny.  Penny and Kari did 
take turns sucking his cock at one point, but he seemed a little 
uncomfortable about it.  I wasn’t sure what was up with that.  I 
figured I could ask him about it later though.

I moved over beside him, and wrapped my hand around his hard 
shaft.

“Are you saving that for someone special?”

“Yeah, you.”

“Little ol’ me?” I pretended to be flattered.

The next thing I knew, he had me on my hands and knees, fucking 
me from behind.  He was really pounding away at me too.  I liked 
it rough sometimes with Jamie.  But he was acting like someone 
possessed almost.  I didn’t complain though.  He had me cumming 
like crazy as he grunted and stabbed deep inside me again and 
again.  When he finally slammed into me and started spurting, I 
could feel each and every jerk of his cock as he filled me up.

He finally collapsed down on the ground, pulling me with him.  He 
was breathing hard.  So was I.

“God, I needed that,” he said rather raggedly.

“You can do me any time like that,” I said, reaching to softly 
caress his cheek.

Well, it was a great fuck!

Julie finally showed up after spending much of the evening with 
Derek.  We had to be cool while Derek was there.  He knew nothing 
about all the incest stuff going on with all of us.  I was 
surprised Julie hadn’t somehow already brought him into the fold.  

After Derek kissed her goodnight and left, Julie sat by me.

“Derek’s cute.  How long have you two been together?”

“Most of the summer,” she said.  “We’ve known each other for a 
while though.”

“You met him here?” I asked her.

“Yeah.  At first, he wasn’t interested in me.  But I was kinda 
young at the time,” she said.  “Toward the end of the school 
year, he started calling me a lot.”

“He probably had a crush on you for a while.”

“I think so.  I haven’t asked him about it,” she replied.  “He 
started showing up whenever I told him I was going somewhere.  It 
got pretty obvious what was going on.”

“Did you like him at the time?”

“Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve been crushing on him since last 
summer,” she said, blushing.  “He was perving on me a lot.”

“Yeah?” I asked, hoping she’d elaborate.

“Like, when we were in the pool here together, he’d cop feels of 
my butt while we were underwater.”

“Really?”

“Sometimes we’d be near the edge of the pool with others, and 
he’d move beside me and start playing with my ass, even reaching 
far enough to touch my pussy.”

“You just let him?”

“I liked him, Mel.  I’d have let him do a whole lot more,” she 
said.  “He never tried though.  He’d hang around me, but he’d 
never try to really talk or do anything with me.”

“Was he too shy?”

“Maybe.  Or he might have thought I was too young.  I was 
practically flat chested.”

I knew her pain.  We were always pretty close in size.  She’s a 
little more petite than me though.

“He seems to really like you now,” I fondly said.  “You seemed to 
like him a lot as well.”

“We’ve been hanging out together all summer,” she said.  She 
spoke more quietly as she said, “He fucked me for the first time 
earlier this month after my mom got me on birth control.”

“When was that?”

“I started on the pill July 8th.”

Holy crap.  I bet my mom and Mrs. Clark had been talking with her 
mom about putting us all on birth control at the same time.

“Our periods are all pretty close together,” I said.  “You, Pam, 
Sarah and me.  We need to have a period party sometime.”

“That would be cool,” she giggled.  “Our boyfriends won’t want to 
party with us, so we can do our own thing.”

That could get ... interesting.

“So, you guys hang out a lot at his house?”

“Most of the time.  We can be alone more there.”

“That’s cool,” I said.  “His parents don’t mind you being over 
all the time?”

“They’ve never said anything.”

“They don’t mind you guys having sex?”

“I’m not really sure they know.  We’re always careful when we do 
fool around.”

“Does his sister know?”

“I think so.  She doesn’t try to hang around us though, but she 
probably has heard us.”

“Does Derek know … you know?” I asked.  She knew I was referring 
to all the other sex going on within all our families.

“No!  He doesn’t even know that I’ve made out with girls.”

Julie started touching me, rubbing my thigh softly.

I asked, “Would he mind you making out with me?”

“Maybe, but I’ve wanted to for a while,” she affectionately said.  
“We never really got the chance when we spent the night in Pam’s 
backyard.”

She kissed me tenderly.  Her touches were soft and gentle.  She 
took a little time licking and sucking my nipples.  As she kissed 
her way down my tummy, I stopped her.

“I’m full of cum.”

“So am I,” she said.  “Derek doesn’t taste bad at all though.”  
She blushed and giggled.

“I suppose you know what Jamie tastes like,” I replied, grinning.

I maneuvered so that I could go down on her while she was licking 
me.  She was right, too.  Derek’s cum wasn’t much different than 
the others.  I was certain she’d already had a taste of Peter.

I then wondered if Jennifer had ever sampled her brother. 

I didn’t think about it but just a moment though.  Julie was 
doing an outstanding job with my clit.  The girl had a talented 
tongue.  I knew I was going to be noisy with the orgasm she was 
bringing on, so I just held my mouth tightly to her little pussy.  
I’m not sure, but the vibrations from my muffled scream brought 
her orgasm on as well.

After our orgasms subsided somewhat, we cuddled and kissed.  Her 
nipples were fun to suck and nibble on.   She also was kinda 
ticklish.  I made her really squirm while licking her 
bellybutton.  In retaliation, she got on top of me and pinned me 
down, threatening to tickle me.  I pulled my hands free, and 
reached around her to grab her butt cheeks.

“I’ll spank your little ass if you do,” I quietly told her.  
“You’d probably like it though.”

She scrunched her lips, and looked at me cautiously.

“How do you know about that,” she awkwardly asked.  “Only Kari 
and a few others know.”

“Let’s just say I accidentally found out,” I grinned.  She looked 
a little upset at my revelation.

“I won’t tell anyone, girl,” I sincerely said.  “If you don’t 
want me to.”

“Thanks,” she simply said, and kissed me deeply.  I was surprised 
that she was concerned about others knowing about her being into 
spankings and such.

A little later during the evening after Peter and I started 
seriously making out, the rest of them took the opportunity to 
have some fun with it.

“Look at the honeymooners,” Mike teased.

Jamie said, “Dude, they’re not married.  They’re living in sin.”

A somewhat drunk Kari protested our ungodly ways. 

“What?!  They’re not married?  This is not acceptable!” she 
lightheartedly complained.  “What kind of example are they 
setting for little Mike, Jamie, Pam, and Julie?”

Of course, calling Mike and Jamie ‘little’ just got them swinging 
their cocks around in protest.

Penny then decided it was time to make us an honest couple.  

“Living in sin just won’t do.”

Kari joked at her best friend, “When did you begin having 
problems with living in sin?”

“Hush, non-believer,” she playfully chided.  She then looked at 
me and Peter, “I won’t stand for my brother sullying this girl’s 
reputation.”

Pam and Jamie hooted at that.  I’d see to it that they both would 
pay for it later.

“Silence!” Penny demanded.

Next thing I knew, I was being pulled from the tent by Kari and 
Pam.  Kari went to her tent and got a long plain white towel, 
tying it around my waist so it would drag like the train on a 
wedding dress.  Pam found some wild flowers for me to use as a 
bouquet.  She also got one of her panties so they could tie it 
around my thigh as a garter.

The guys weren’t even that imaginative with Peter.  Penny at 
least gave them a hair tie to use as a wedding ring.

I probably should’ve been at least a little pissed about them 
making fun of us, but I was having a fun time with it, too.  
Smoking weed probably had a lot to do with that, but I was 
already in a good mood.

I was escorted back into the tent to a drunken rendition of ‘Here 
Comes the Bride’.  It’s what I’d always dreamed my wedding day 
would be like.

“She’s wearing white,” Pam snickered.  I was a good sport though.  
I knew Pam’s day would eventually come.

Julie even joined in, “I heard she has to get married.”

I just scrunched my lips and let them have their fun.

The wedding went off with few problems.  Penny pretended to be 
Pastor Thomas.  Pam was my maid of honor.  Mike was the best man.

When Penny asked if anyone objected, Mike complained that Peter 
wasn’t marrying a virgin.  Penny laid hands on my pussy, 
pretending that she was going to perform a miracle and restore my 
honor.  Jamie complained that would take all night, even for 
someone with godlike powers.  So, Penny said she’d just restore 
my hymen instead.  That had everybody rolling around, laughing 
like crazy.  The weed contributed a lot to that.  However, I made 
a mental note to bitch slap all of them later.  It took a moment 
before they all recovered so the wedding could continue. 

With all the objections taken care of, we proceeded to the vows.  
Penny made me promise to suck Peter’s cock once a day, always 
swallowing, and to kick his ass if he ever left the toilet seat 
up.  She made Peter promise to obey me in all things at all 
times, or she would kick his ass.  

“What I’ve put together, let no one put asunder,” Penny finally 
proclaimed.  “Or they’ll have to answer to me.”

I knew she loved her little brother.  She’d probably put my ass 
asunder if I intentionally tried to hurt him.

Once all the formalities were out of the way, Peter and I kissed 
deeply.  Penny wasn’t satisfied with that though.

“Hold on, you two,” she said, as we started to sit down.  
“Consummate this fucker right now ... right here at the altar.”

Peter and I just looked at each other.  We’d already fucked 
earlier.  Now we were going to do it for everyone to watch.

“Start consummating ... and it better be good,” Penny commanded.

Fortunately, neither of us had any performance anxiety.  We 
started to be silly about it, but ended up seriously making love.  
Peter was very affectionate with his touches.  He kissed and 
licked his way from my mouth to my pussy, making me squeal as I 
came.  Amazingly, no one tried to cover my mouth.  He then moved 
between my legs and began slowly pushing himself inside my pussy 
while kissing me.

His lips moved to my neck, nibbling and sucking.  God it felt 
incredible.  I forgot that there were others around. It was just 
him and me.  I wrapped my legs around him, encouraging him to 
fuck me more urgently.  My pussy was throbbing and squeezing his 
cock tightly.  I was moaning most of the time, but no one 
attempted to get me to be quieter.  We both let go as our fuck 
became frenzied, overwhelmed by our lust for each other.  He 
finally grunted loudly and slammed his hips against me as he 
spurted his cum deep in me.  I was lost in my own orgasm.

We both were out of breath and sweaty.  He was still on top of 
me, caressing me.  We smiled at each other gently.  It was the 
best fuck ever.  I then realized that everyone else had been 
rather quiet while watching us.

Pam finally exclaimed, “That was awesome!”

“Now that’s what I call a consummation!” Julie added.

When I finally was able to sit up, Penny leaned close to my ear, 
and softly told me, “I knew you were in love with my brother.”

I still wasn’t sure I was ‘in love’ with Peter, but whatever it 
was, it felt incredible.  I was sure it wasn’t because of the 
weed either.

She then added, “You’d make a terrific porn actress, too.”

I looked at her a little wide-eyed, but she didn’t react to it.  
It freaked me out though, considering what I knew about my mom.

Penny then playfully complained, “We forgot to get a wedding 
photographer!”

“No we didn’t,” Jamie said, holding up our parents’ video camera 
where I could see it.  He’d apparently concealed it well enough 
so that I wouldn’t know he was recording everything.

“Oh, no you don’t, mister!” I said, urgently moving toward him.  
Jamie jumped up and ran out of the tent laughing, taking the 
camera with him.  I didn’t try running after him.  I did wonder 
just how long it would take before everyone saw the video.  Oh, 
well.  I hoped they would all think I was a terrific porn 
actress.

Needless to say, the wedding reception was just an orgy.  It 
seemed rather appropriate at the time.  The best man got to fuck 
the bride, too.  The maid of honor was her usual slutty self with 
her brother.

I noticed Jamie still shying away from initiating anything with 
the other girls.  Julie had him pinned down with her pussy in his 
face, but I’d yet to see him fuck anyone during the evening other 
than me.  As far as I knew, he’d only had one orgasm, and he was 
inside me at the time.  No one said anything about it, although I 
was sure I couldn’t have been the only one to notice.

Before things got too far along, I got to throw my bouquet, which 
I made sure Pam caught.  Peter threw my garter at Mike.  We 
demanded they get married, too.  Penny said one wedding was 
enough for one night though.  I think she was more interested in 
getting fucked at the time.

While everyone was making out, Peter grabbed my hand and pulled 
me outside of the tent.  He stood in close to me, holding both my 
hands.

“I hope you were okay with what Penny did.”

“The wedding?” I asked, and he nodded.  “It was cool.  She was 
just having fun.”

“I really like you, Mel,” he said before kissing me deeply.  He 
then hugged me tightly, whispering in my ear, “I love you.”

I pulled back and looked at him very passionately.  I started to 
say it, but didn’t.  The kiss I then gave him told him I felt the 
same, even if I hadn’t said it.


******


Eventually we started winding down, especially when a few of the 
adults started coming back to the tents.  The campground had a 
rule about noise after a certain time of the night.  They herded 
us all into our own tents, too.  Mom wasn’t back yet, but the 
adults that were there made sure Jamie and I were settled down in 
our tent.

We had two air mattresses in Mom's tent.  Jamie crashed on one of 
them.  He was all sprawled out on it, leaving little room for 
anyone else.  Mom had said earlier than she and I were going to 
share an air mattress though.  So I flopped down on the other 
one.  I was pretty wasted, and fell asleep quickly.

Sometime during the night, I woke up and realized I was still 
alone on the air mattress.  Immediately I wondered if Mom had 
even come back from her ‘visiting’.  Then I heard some movement 
outside.

I crawled over to the opening of the tent and peeked outside.  
Mom was walking toward the tents with Mr. Rayner and Mrs. 
Walcott, and he was being very friendly with both of them.  He 
also had a very noticeable erection, which would’ve been frowned 
upon earlier.  They'd clearly been having a good time, including 
Mom.  She'd obviously been drinking some based on the way she was 
walking.

They stopped walking not too far from our tent.  I was about to 
jump back on my mattress when Mr. Rayner moved behind Mom.  He 
reached around to cup her tits in his hands.  He then squeezed 
her nipples, pulling and tugging on them.  She seemed to like 
that a lot.  She probably liked the feel of his hardon against 
her butt, too.

Mrs. Walcott watched for only a moment before she stepped in 
front of Mom and slipped a hand between Mom's legs.  Based on the 
way her hand was moving, Mom was getting a pretty good finger 
fucking.  Suddenly Mom took a wider stance and thrust her butt 
back towards Mr. Rayner who immediately started to pump his cock 
into her. Mrs. Walcott continued stroking the front of Mom’s 
pussy. I watched Mom’s body start to tremble as her orgasm 
started.

It was a damn good thing the people camping around us had already 
settled down.  Otherwise, they really would’ve embarrassed me 
with their wanton wickedness.  After a moment, Mr. Rayner threw 
his head back and Mom kissed Mrs. Walcott hard on her lips. To me 
it seemed they were both coming hard.

They finally parted and Mom kissed both of them rather 
passionately.  She told them goodnight, which was my cue to get 
my little ass back on the mattress.  Glancing toward the entrance 
to the tent, I watched Mom clumsily opening the flap to come 
inside.  I pretended to be asleep while expecting her to crawl 
onto the mattress beside me.  But she didn't.  Instead, she laid 
down on Jamie's mattress on the side closest to me. 

I kept peeking at her as she got herself comfortable. I could 
smell Mr. Rayner’s cum in her slit that was seeping out onto her 
thighs. It didn't take her long to doze off either.  After that, 
I fell back asleep, too.  

Sometime later, I woke up again.  I felt a little sticky from 
sweating.  It was somewhat muggy outside, even though it had 
cooled down a good bit.  It was the first time since we'd arrived 
that I wished I was back home.

I glanced over at Mom, who appeared to be asleep.  She was lying 
on her side facing me.  I then leaned up slightly to see if Jamie 
was asleep as well.  He might have been asleep, but his cock sure 
wasn't.  He was on his back, and his pecker was standing proudly.  
I grinned at the thought of Mom waking up finding him like that 
while sleeping with him.

His hard cock looked so good in the little bit of light shining 
into the tent.  It was a shame that such an impressive erection 
was going to waste.  

I thought about getting up and going outside the tent to try to 
unwind so I could go back to sleep, but decided to just lay back, 
shut my eyes, and will myself back to sleep.  Closing my eyes 
though only got me picturing Jamie's impressive erection in my 
mind ... which only got me horny.  I'd have been better off just 
leaving the tent for a while.  Now I was going to have to 
masturbate before I could relax enough to go back to sleep.

The only concern I had was that if Mom opened her eyes, she'd 
easily see me getting myself off.  While we'd certainly gotten 
more comfortable around each other over the past few weeks, I've 
never felt all that relaxed about playing with myself in front of 
other people.  Sure, I hadn't had a problem participating in 
group sex in front of an audience, but just the thought of 
someone watching me touch myself gave me the willies.  I'm just 
weird like that.  But, I was going to have to take matters into 
my own hands if I was going to get back to sleep anytime soon.

Keeping my eyes closed, I slid one hand between my legs and 
pressed it against my mound.  I played with a nipple with my free 
hand.  I moved my hand against my pussy, slipping a finger 
inside.  As long as I kept my eyes closed, I thought I could 
pretend that I was in the tent alone.  If Mom happened to wake 
up, I wouldn't know it.  She likely wouldn't say anything about 
it anyways.

My pussy was rather juicy from thinking about my brother's boner.  
I imagined myself sitting on it, and riding him until I was worn 
out.  The idea of doing that while Mom lay beside us made me that 
much more horny.  Because of that, I started humping against my 
hand as I slid another finger inside.  It didn't take very long 
for me to come that way either.  I covered my mouth with my other 
hand to keep myself from making too much noise.

I kept my hand over my pussy as it continued to throb.  That 
orgasm was just what I’d needed.  I felt very relaxed.  Out of 
curiosity, I leaned up to see if Jamie's cock was still waving 
proudly.

My eyes went wide when I saw that Jamie had taken matters into 
his hand like I'd done.  He was jerking off next to Mom.  I guess 
he felt she wouldn't catch him at it with her back turned to him. 

I leaned up more to get a better look.  He appeared to be asleep, 
almost like he was having a dream.  He wasn't really trying to be 
still, which surprised me.  The way he was going, he was bound to 
wake up Mom.  I figured I better lay back down in case she did.  
It was going to be awkward enough just dealing with a 
masturbating son, much less having to deal with a perverted 
daughter watching him.

Then Jamie turned on his side facing Mom's back.  He scooted up 
closer to her, like he was about to snuggle with her.  Mom was 
about to get a real surprise.  I so wanted to reach across and 
slap the shit out of him to wake him up, but things were 
happening too fast.  Only moments later, the hand that had been 
so busy with his cock moved over Mom’s body to rest on her left 
breast.  He was snuggled up against her back now, and his hand 
was playing with her tit.  I couldn’t believe what was happening 
right in front of me!

Then Mom moved her left hand up off the mattress to cover 
Jamie's!

Oh, my God!  I was totally freaking out.  They both still seemed 
to be asleep, too.  

Mom began breathing more deeply, but kept her eyes closed.  I 
quickly leaned up to see if Jamie was awake, but his eyes were 
still closed, too.  Looking over at him, he was humping slightly 
against Mom's ass.  I couldn’t see his dick though.

I finally couldn't stand it, and got up on my knees so I could 
lean over to see where his cock was at.  The underside of his 
shaft was pressing into the crack of her ass.  

He was dry humping her butt!

I looked back down at Mom's face.  At some level of 
consciousness, she had to know someone was playing with her tit 
and moving against her butt.  She just had to!  Then she almost 
scared the crap out of me by slightly lifting her left leg, 
moving her foot so that she was spread open some for her dreamy 
lover.  Jamie reacted by situating his body until his cock was 
now sliding between her legs.  The top side of his shaft was now 
rubbing along Mom's pussy.

Things were so out of control at that point.  They both had to 
have been somewhat aware of what they were doing.  Did Mom think 
she was in bed with Daddy?  Did Jamie think he was in bed with 
someone like Mrs. Clark?  I doubted he was dreaming about Sarah.  
Her boobies aren't nearly as big as Mom's.

At that point, I wasn't about to do anything that might wake them 
out of whatever dream they were having.  I just lay back down and 
watched.  Jamie was so close to fucking Mom.  Even from where I 
was lying, I could see the pre-cum leaking out of his cock.  
Mom's pussy was making its own moisture, too.  All it would take 
for them to end up fucking was a little shift in the way either 
of them was laying.

Then my eyes really went wide when Mom’s hand, that had been 
holding Jamie’s hand against her breast, moved down to grab his 
cock.  Was she going to put it inside of her?!  Could I let that 
happen?  I was tempted to throw my pillow at Mom to wake her up, 
but instead I just kept staring at the scene unfolding in front 
of me.

Fortunately, Mom only used her hand to rub his humping cock 
against her pussy even more than it was.  She was using his cock 
to masturbate with.  I watched as she pressed his shaft firmly 
against herself as it slid along her wet slit and against her 
clit.  She began to really squirm.  Her butt was moving 
sensuously against Jamie, which seemed to cause him to rut 
against her more urgently.  His hand was still squeezing her 
breast, pulling hard on her nipple at times.

I was amazed Mom was still asleep.  I honestly didn’t think she 
was, but she hadn’t opened her eyes even once.

Moments later, Jamie began groaning a good bit, and his cock 
started spurting.  Mom's hand trapped much of his sperm.  She was 
still rubbing his cock against her cunt as his cum spurted out on 
her hand and pussy.  This went on for what seemed like several 
minutes.  Mom had Jamie really moaning as she kept rubbing what 
was likely to be a very sensitive cock.  Finally, he pulled away 
from her and rolled over onto his back.  I leaned up a little and 
saw that he was still asleep.  His cock laid against his torso 
covered in his and Mom's juices.

I lay back down and watched Mom as she continued rubbing her 
pussy, covered in Jamie's cum.  I squeezed my legs together when 
she slipped a couple of fingers inside herself, pushing Jamie's 
cum inside as well.  Mom's whole body grew tense.  The expression 
on her face told me everything I needed to know.  She was rubbing 
herself furiously, bringing on her own orgasm.  I couldn't take 
my eyes away from the obscene sight of my mother using her son's 
cum to get off with.

Finally I lay back down on my side, as Mom's hand stopped moving.  
She cupped her pussy for a little longer though, obviously 
enjoying the feeling as her orgasm ebbed.

I glanced at her face again and froze.  Her eyes were wide open 
and she was looking at me.  She didn't say anything though.  She 
just looked at me intently.  She was definitely awake now.  She 
seemed to be lost in her thoughts though.  What was she going to 
say to me?  What could she say?

She pulled her hand away from her pussy, still covered in Jamie's 
sperm.  We both looked at it.  She then leaned up and started 
looking around for something.  Finally she found what she was 
looking for, reaching for a towel to wipe herself off with.

She looked back over at me again.  I was still lying on my side, 
with my head turned to look up at her.  After she'd wiped herself 
good, she then surprised me by getting on the mattress I was on, 
laying down behind me.  She snuggled up against my back and put 
her hand on my arm.

"Are you okay?" she whispered.

"Yeah, I guess," I whispered back.

"Whether you believe me or not, I thought I was dreaming."

I turned so that I was on my back with Mom still on her side.  
She moved her hand so that it was on my stomach. 

"The whole time?" I softly asked.

"At first."

"When did you wake up?"

She was quiet for a few moments before responding, "While he was 
humping my butt."

"Before you lifted your leg?"

"Yes," she softly admitted.

My mouth just hung open.  I didn't know what to say to that.

"Don't judge me, Melissa.  I didn't do anything you didn't do 
with your father on the couch."

I took a deep breath.  She was right, but she was supposed to be 
the adult here.  It was hard for me not to judge her.  She was 
the one who was supposed to rise above temptation.

"Honey, he was going to cum on my back and ass if I didn't do 
something.  If I was going to get slimed, I was at least going to 
enjoy it."

I quietly giggled, followed by Mom.

"Did you get horny watching?" she brazenly asked.

"Yeah, but I'd already cum just before," I admitted with an 
embarrassed grin, feeling oh so naughty for having said that to 
her.  “I had gotten horny watching you with Mr. Rayner and Mrs. 
Walcott.”

"Bad girl, it’s not nice to watch your mother," she teased, 
pinching near my belly button, which made me squirm and giggle 
more.

When she stopped, I asked, "Has that with Jamie ever happened 
before?"

"A few times," she said, with the same embarrassed grin I'd had.  
"The first time, he did cum on my butt.  After that, I figured I 
better take matters into my own hands."

"Bad Mommy!" I playfully chastised her.  "Daddy didn't know?"

"Not when it happened."

"But you told him?"

"Of course.  I told you I don't keep secrets from him."

"And he wasn't mad at you or Jamie?"

"He just laughed ... and then he fucked me as we talked about 
it."

"Mom!" I quietly complained.

She rolled her eyes at me for ‘momming’ her again.

I then said, "You pushed his junk inside you."

"I'm fixed.  So no harm in that," she stated, matter of factly.

"That kinda sucks.  I was so looking forward to being an aunt, 
too," I playfully pouted.

That remark only resulted in her tickling me again.

She then said, "If you don't mind, I'm gonna sleep with you the 
rest of the night."

"I promise not to slime you," I giggled.

"I've seen a woman squirt before.  She was messier than any guy 
ever could be."

"Squirt?" I asked, puzzled. "You mean piss?"

"No.  Squirt out her cum."

I looked at her like she was crazy.

"I'll show you a video of it sometime."

I bit my lip.  I couldn't believe we were having this 
conversation.  I loved it!

She continued, "But for now, I'm sleeping with you."

"I doubt the horn dog will need to cum again before morning."

"You should know.  He’s usually in your bed," she said, shocking 
me.

"Are you calling me a slut?" I asked, feigning being insulted for 
her having insinuated that I’d slept with my brother a lot.

She hugged me while she said, "Yeah, but you're my girl.  And 
that makes it okay."

I blushed and smiled at her before turning back on my side.  She 
wrapped her arm around me, holding me against her while we both 
finally fell into a contented sleep.  I didn’t even mind that her 
hard nipples were pressing into my back.


(continued in chapter 29)

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