This is Tim Anderson again, writing from our motor home, or as I'm beginning to think of it, The Pleasure Bus.
To recap, my wife Tina and I are spending our summer vacation taking a tour of western theme parks with our 18 year old daughter Rikki and her college roommate Jenny, also 18. Chapter one saw Jenny begin to weave her spell over my daughter and me, and chapter two detailed a descent into torrid incest between father and daughter.
Now a week into our trip, Jenny's next conquest was becoming apparent to me. My wife Tina, long a sexless lump, was to be the next notch in Jenny's garter belt.
Let me describe my wife. Tina is actually quite pretty, resembling Dana Delaney with her brunette hair and big tits. Tina is 45 years old, and has put on about twenty pounds in the 20 years since we have been married. Tina long ago lost interest in sex, and I'm lucky to get a quickie missionary position mercy fuck once a month or so.
For the last several days, Jenny has been taking long walks with Tina around the campgrounds, using a surrogate mother ploy to butter up Tina by asking her advice about typical teen girl hopes and fears. I have even seen them holding hands as they disappear into the tree line.
As those of you who read chapter two can gather, I have used this time to fuck my daughter's brains out on every piece of furniture in the motor home. I feel a little guilty about rupturing my own daughter's hymen, but her incessant clawing of my back and locking her ankles around my ass has led to multiple dumps of daddy goo spurting deep into her hairy teen blast furnace.
Anyway, last night Tina and I retired to bed early, with her taking the spot by the door to discourage any chance I might want to plug Jenny during the night. I was awakened during the night by the weight of the bed shifting, and the sudden introduction of whispered voices.
"Mrs. Anderson--Tina--I've had a bad dream. May I sleep with you?" It was Jenny, naked except for a thong, and her tanned, tight body glistened with a thin sheen of sweat in the pale moonlight.
Tina looked apprehensively over at me for signs of waking, but I was faking sleep like an actor going for an Academy award.
"Well, only for a few minutes." Tina said warily, and as she pulled back the sheet Jenny took in her voluptuous curves hidden only under a thin shift.
Jenny boldly stepped out of her thong, and I heard the intake of my wife's breath as she set eyes on a freshly shaved naked pussy. "Jenny, you should really be wearing pajamas." my wife whispered in a slight quaver, but Jenny climbed on top of my wife and kissed her gently on the mouth.
"Just hold me for a few minutes, Mom." Jenny threw her leg over my wife's thigh and lay her head on Tina's fat, heaving tits. Through half-closed eyes I saw my wife's distended nipples poking with longing through her flimsy nightie.
Trying to regain her composure, my wife cradled Jenny's head against her chest and spoke comfortingly. " What was your dream about, honey?"
Jenny snuggled with satisfaction and her hand crept under Tina's top to gently cup a breast. Jenny nudged me with her foot and my eyes flew open. Winking at me, I understood that my sleeping act should continue - Jenny just was making sure I didn't miss anything.
