Family Camper

"Unnggghhh! Ahhh! Deeper! Omigod, get it in deeper!"

For a moment Ann East thought she had been imagining things or perhaps had been deluded into believing that her dream had been real. Certainly it had seemed that the man caressing her body had been a solid, three-dimensional figure, even though she could not distinguish his face or identify him. There was also no mistaking the hungry yearning desire percolating through her lithe, supple 18 year old body. She had awakened, though, to find herself alone in the narrow bunk built over the cab of her parents camper.

Another sound caught her attention and she twisted about cautiously, not wanting to make any unnecessary noise and thereby disturb her parents, who were sleeping in the larger bunk which took up most of main body of the camper. Peering over the edge of her bunk and looking down, she saw a sight that caused her to suck in a quick, startled gasp of air., One of the curtains masking the campers interior from viewers outside had slipped a few inches aside and a stray beam of moonlight filtered into the small area, partially illuminating the big bed below her. While the lighting was far from complete, there was enough for her to get a fairly clear view of her parents.

Ken, her father, was lying atop Lucy, his wife of two years and Ann's stepmother. Ann blinked at seeing the unusual site and squinted more carefully. The broad shoulders and narrow waist indicated masculinity; there was no room for error on that score. She could not see his face, his body was pointed directly away from her, but she naturally supposed that the man was her father.

Nor was there any reason to doubt that the long shapely legs clasping the man's thighs were feminine, or that they belonged to her stepmother. Few women had a better looking pair of legs. The woman's heels were locked behind the man's knees, giving her a powerful leverage. That position also opened her thighs to him with a completeness which made Ann's heart beat furiously as she imagined the way they must be fitting together.

Watching closely the girl had never before seen a couple fucking, though she had a theoretical knowledge of how the act was consummated, she saw her father's buttocks tighten in hard, quivering knots of muscle as he pressed his loins down into the dark valley between the widespread thighs below him. The woman's right hand slid down into view and cupped the man's left buttock, then moved slightly to allow her fingers to dig into the crack separating that pair of trimly molded lumps of muscle.

"Ahhhh!" Ann heard the woman groan. " MMmmmm, so good!."

Had she heard that voice in another setting she would never have been able to identify it as Lucy's distorted and coarsened with passion, throaty and deep, the voice positively reeked of animal passion and lustful excitement. Those torrid emotions seemed to percolate throughout the camper and the young girl felt her own body responding to their message of urgency.

"God, they're really doing it." Ann thought to herself. "He's actually fucking her right up the cunthole!" Lord, it sounds like she's really digging it too! I wonder if it's really true what my girlfriend Pam said, that a man's cock is three times as big when it's hard? Gee, if that's so then wow, what a thing she's got rammed inside her! And she sounds like she really likes it, too!

Neither Ken or Lucy had any very noticeable hang-ups about nudity or the naked human body, though they were far from being nudist in any practical sense of the word. They generally wore enough clothing to satisfy the demands of decency but they did not act embarrassed or ashamed if one of the children happened to see them in the nude. Ann had therefore caught several glimpses of her father's cock. Pam had expounded her "three times rule" to her a few weeks ago and swore that she had tested it fully with two boys, finding it to be quite accurate.

Ken's prick had been soft when Ann had seen it, but to her young inexperienced eyes the cock had seemed immense, far larger than the more modestly proportioned cock that her older brother had. Ann had naturally tried to envision her father's prick swollen to three times the size she had seen. In her mind she felt it would grow to the size of her calf and nearly as long. "MMMMMMMMMMMMm, God your fucking my heart out!" Lucy muttered, now clasping both her hands over her husband's contracting ass, so as to hold him close to her. "Don't stop fucking, Ken, Keep on shoving it up my cunt! Agghhh! I want it to last forever!"

"Shhhh", he hissed. "You'll wake Ann! MMmmmm, shake your as, baby. You're grinding the cum right outta my balls!"

Their words drifted off into muffled, incomprehensible grunts. He continued writhing back and forth, squeezing his buttocks heavily each time he thrust against her opened loins. After a moment their breathing became louder and more strained, as though they were laboring under a terrific physical tension.

Ann was no stranger to sexual arousal, having long ago discovered that the slit between her legs could be petted, teased and coaxed into a state of quivering anxiety. Far from indulging herself in that fantastic treat, however, Ann had assiduously devoted herself to avoiding it, since her mother, Lucy's predecessor, had taught her that it was very wrong to touch yourself in that area. Try as she would, however, the girl had not been able to forego the pleasure with the rigorous consistency her mother had advised.

Each bout of masturbation had been followed by periods of deep, tearful remorse, coupled with fervent promises to herself that she would do better. While she had uttered the promises and made the many resolutions with total sincerity, Ann invariable discovered that her ability to deliver could not withstand the incredible power of her pussy.

Ann had been finding it harder and harder to resist the powerful impulses which pervaded her body with greater and greater force. She regretted that her breasts had not grown as her hips had turning into lusciously curved little mounds of firm flesh. Her nipples and the surrounding aureoles covered nearly all of the firm, sharp pointed little cones adorning her ribcage. The growth of a V of curling, dark brown hair at the apex of her thighs was also a treat. She was able to flaunt the badge of womanhood in the shower room at school.

She had been somewhat more dubious about the changes in the slit bisecting the patch of fur. She had a rapidly developing cleft and was both surprised and offended the way her pussy kept pace with the rest of her body. Her outer slit had grown larger and darker, as well as considerable more sensitive. Her inner lips had become huge. The most startling development was the growth of the small pea shaped lump of gristle located under the apex of those inner lips. She could still remember with perfect clarity the electrifying jolt of arousal, which had pierced her loins the first time she had touched her clitoris.

The girl now became totally aware of her youthful body as she lay upon the narrow mattress of her bunk and watched the totally engaged couple below her. It seemed to Ann that her inner thighs had developed so much sensitivity that even the cool breeze blowing through the camper body was caressing her with soft invisible fingers. Suddenly the panties she wore became intolerably tight. They were pressing against her outrageously sensitive pussy with demonic, knowing force. The hairy little slit pressed against the material snugly and even the slightest movement brought her panties up tighter against her dripping cleft with greater force. " Uhhh! Oooohhh!" Lucy grunted, sharp and clear as though the sounds had been forcibly expelled from her throat. "Aggghhh! Aiiieeeee!"

The cries were not loud, but Ann caught the note of terrible, hungry urgency. Together with the sight of her father's buttocks clenching and relaxing, contracting over and over again as he continued pressing against Lucy's waiting body, the cries created an intolerable situation for young Ann. Hardly knowing what she was doing, the girl reached down with a hand to clasp the firmly, sharply molded mound swelling up from the tops of her thighs.

The first touch set her off, creating an erotic force field, which turned her entire body into an inferno of hot, throbbing lust. The force seemed to be especially intense in the area between her thighs and nave. Ann slowly rolled over onto her stomach, keeping her hand locked tightly in place all of the while. Once she had come to rest, pressing the absurdly tightened cones of her throbbing nipples into the mattress, the girl lay there for a moment, not moving at all. She continued to watch her father's buttocks as he worked his cock in and out of Lucy's tight, love moistened cunt.

"Unngghh! God you fuck like a bull!" She heard her stepmother mutter in that strange, thick voice that was so different from the gentle tone she normally exhibited. "Soooo big Soooo fucking big! MMmmmm, you're tearing my cunt apart!"

"Grind it baby grind it off" he gasped. "Your pussy's tighter than it ever was, just bear down and grind my prick off at the base!"

Ann's hips involuntarily clenched into knots of hard, throbbing muscle as she pushed down with her loins, pressing her agonizingly aroused slit against her waiting hand. The contact, so deliciously thrilling, almost caused her to cry out with surprise. She gritted her teeth together and forced herself to remain silent. Her pussy felt alive with sensual power of an intensity new to her. Again Ann rubbed herself against her hand. She could feel the animal heat flowing outward from the ferociously awakened cleft of flesh, as well as the steady trickle of hot oil which had already flooded the crotch of her panties. She dug her fingers in the tautly stretched material attempting to work them up in the mouth of her cunt. The added pressure brought another rush of delirious excitement pulsing through her body. She crammed a corner of her pillow into her mouth and bit down hard, fearing that she might lose control and cry out in spite of herself.

Ann's father was working harder now, thrusting against his wife's body with quick, urgent strokes. Her father and stepmother's breath rasped through the body of the camper and added to Ann's arousal, since she could detect the note of excitement in the way they sucked in short, hungry breaths of air.

Lucy again grunted sharply, then moaned deep in her throat when she felt the change in her husband's temps. She recognized that alteration for what it was, a sign that he was searching for the final bit of stimulation needed in order to release the flood of pent-up excitement she had engendered in his balls.

"Mmmm, I feel it", she panted her voice a little louder now. "Oohhh, cum, darling, let it all shoot out. Drown my cunt with cum!"

"Work it down!" He grunted sharply. "Aggghhh! Now, Now! Ugghhh! Oooooohh! Suck it out of my cock with your cunt."

At the same time that her father was fucking her stepmother, Ann's loins exploded in a sudden burst of orgiastic delirium that swept over her with a suddenness that took her entirely by surprise. Never before had she felt so quick a change in her body, nor had the storm of sensation ever been nearly so overpowering. A red fog of passionate arousal swept through her mind and then took control of the rest of her body. Shuddering powerfully, she fucked herself against her hand until she lost consciousness and collapsed weekly, panting softly into the pillow which her head lay.

Several minutes later, when the girl had gained enough control over her senses to be aware of what she had seen and felt, she marveled at the totality of the experience. If she had felt pleasure on those earlier occasions when se had fingered her slit into throbbing states of joy, then she would have to find new words to describe the fantastic state into which she had propelled herself; the difference was remarkable enough to constitute an entirely different order of sexual experience.

The thought that occurred to Ann just before she felt a cloud of remorse sweeping through her mind. Guilt possessed her and she began promising herself that she would never again tease the dormant slit between her thighs into life, that she would find a way to atone for her weakness in surrendering to it insistent demands. Those thoughts disappeared quickly, however, when she looked down into the body of the camper again and looked at the figures of her parents.

Ken had rolled off Lucy and now lay at her side. His cock, wet and glistening beautifully in the soft moonlight, had lost most of its stiffness but still looked to be enormous, at least to Ann's naïve eyes. It lay limply across his belly like a sullen, sleeping reptile and looked to be every bit as menacing. The girl felt a shiver of interest run through her body as she looked down at the mammoth prong.

She felt another sentiment, though, when she looked over at his side and saw Lucy. The woman still lay on her back but had brought her right hand down over her pussy. She was reaching down between her thighs and, as Ann watched with startled interest, her fingers began moving. Slowly and gently working, she began stroking that tender love flesh, working it into yet another state of sexual tension. Ann could not see exactly what she was doing, naturally, but she could see enough to be absolutely positive that her stepmother was fondling her pussy.

Watching closely and holding her breath, Ann saw her stepmother's fingers begin working faster for a moment. Suddenly Lucy spread her thighs wide apart and jammed two finger in the mouth of her cunt. That orifice, still warm and tingling with sexual arouse, parted easily to admit her fingers. The generous coating of sperm Ken had injected into her cunt tunnel had begun to run out and further greased the opening.

Twisting and stabbing with her fingers, Lucy quickly fucked herself with three then four fingers into another state of trembling, gasping exhilaration. She worked quickly, knowing exactly how to excite herself most efficiently, and brought herself to yet another peak of throbbing excitement. A few low, whimpering moans of ecstatic joy escaped from her lips at the absolute to of the orgasmic cycle. Lucy pressed her heels into the mattress and shoved against her hand trying to fist herself lifting her hip off the bed completely to press her pussy against her fingers.

After a moment she lowered herself back, stretched her long, lovely legs out straight and lay very still. Ann continued to watch, wondering what would happen next. But after a few minutes of the sound of deep, regular breathing told her that they were both asleep and that there would be no more of those exciting displays that night. The girl lay awake for a long time, however, and gave a great deal of thought to all that she had seen tonight.