Part 3: Family Camper
Nothing had been further from Ann's mind when she had followed Dave to the grove of cottonwoods, yet she also knew that she would watch him with the same eager, intent curiosity which she always displayed. There was an irresistible power to his cock. Ann had discovered this earlier when her brother had first demonstrated his masturbatory skills for her. She found it fascinating in the extreme to watch as he worked the loose foreskin back and forth over the tool's broad, flaring head until finally he launched his hips forward and shuddered from head to foot when the creamy geyser of cum erupted from the throbbing, pulsating length of meat.
"Just watch and enjoy it," he told her, taking up a position directly in front of her and about six feet away. "This is the way Dad's prick looks when he's shoving up Lucy's cunt."
He wrapped his fist around the thick shaft and plunged forward, fucking into his hand. Ann felt a powerful surge of excitement flash through her loins upon seeing that graphic demonstration of the act of love.
"Maybe you've been picking up on the way they go at it," Dave said, stroking his cock and continuing to roll the foreskin back and forth. Uncircumcised, the loose flap of skin provided the ultra-sensitive head of his prick with all the stimulation he could desire, at least at that stage of his arousal. "They might be old but they still like to get it on!"
"How do you know so much about it?" Ann managed to get a skeptical scoffing tone into her voice, though she felt a flash of guilt at having spied upon her parents the night before, even though she could not help having done so. "I suppose you've been slipping into their bedroom at nights?'
"No, I just hear them sometimes," Dave replied, "My bedroom is a lot closer to heirs than yours is, you know, and sometimes late at night I can hear them grunting and groaning when they're getting ready to come. That Lucy, she really lets it all hang out, you know!"
"Maybe she simply enjoys fucking and in any case it's none of your business or mine either, for that matter!"
Dave showed no sign of being abashed by her accusation. A brash, self-confident lad who was sure of himself and proud of the fact that he had already had his prick shoved deep into the cunt of a girl, he ignored her warnings and proceeded straight ahead.
Ann sank down into the water, squatting down until the cool liquid rose up almost to her breasts. The strain of the squatting position pulled her thigh muscles tighter and exerted considerably more pressure upon her loins. The flesh around her pussy responded accordingly and she became much more aware of her swollen, gently throbbing clitoris. The added strain forced the lips of her pussy apart slightly and she felt a giddy sensation as the cool water invaded the hot, moist crevice and flowed against the rim of her cunt. The abrupt contrast in temperatures nearly forced a low gasp of pleasure to both sets of lips. She remained quiet, however, and brought a finger into gentle, tentative contact with her highly sensitive cleft.
"Hey, you know that they eat each other? Her brother asked, continuing to work his fist up and down his cock shaft in that slow, maddening way that Ann found so devastatingly arousing. Despite her protests, she too was thinking of the way her father's cock might appear as it worked its way in and out of Lucy'' hot, juicy cunt. That thought alone was enough to make her pussy'' flaring lips tingle and throb with sensual arousal. But when it was coupled with the obscene, throaty words of hearty approval Ann had heard Lucy utter the night before, the display Dave provided her was enough to make her entire midsection ache with hungry, fervent desires. Her finger began working more strenuously and now glided over her rigid clit. She flinched and gasped softly at the contact. The little lump of gristle was already amazingly sensitive and responded with approval to even the slightest touch.
