Chapter One: Washout
Lynn Watts glanced up from the campfire at the two tents, one was large and the other a smaller single person one.
“Diners almost ready,” she called.
She watched as her Nineteen-year-old daughter Emma backed out of her tent, Emma was slim and petite standing 5 foot 2 with long blonde hair that reached down to her firm pert buttocks. Moments later her husband Mike strolled from amongst the trees his arms filled with dead branches that he dropped by the fire.
“Mmmm baby that sure smells good,” he said as he knelt and kissed her deeply.
“O yuck you two I’m not playing the gooseberry.”
“Sorry Emma didn’t want to embarrass you.”
They all sat around the campfire eating the dinner Lynn had prepared and talked over the plans for the next day. They were just finishing when dark clouds began to sweep across the sky and moments later the first drops of rain began to fall.
Abandoning the fire they dived for their tents as the rain turned to a torrential downpour. By the time Emma had unzipped and slipped into her tent she was soaked through, fastening the opening she quickly stripped her clothes off and lay down naked on her sleeping bag in the warm humid air.
She awoke from a light doze, the tent ringing to the falling rain, at first she wasn’t sure what had awoken her then she heard a low moan from her parents tent. Lying still and listening she realised she could hear her parents making love. As she listened to their lovemaking she reached down and slowly stroked a finger over her breasts feeling the nipples harden. Gently she slid her free hand down over her stomach before sliding it between her open thighs. Her pussy was already moist with her arousal, running her fingers over her labia she coated them in her juices before lifting them to her lips and licking them clean.
She savoured the taste as her hand once more lowered to her waiting pussy. Gently she massaged her clitoris with her thumb as she pushed a finger into her hot wet cunt. She tried matching her movements with the moans from her parents trying to join in their pleasure. Her fingers moved faster as her parent’s cries became more urgent until with a cry she orgasmed, her cries joining with those of her parents. Relaxing she slipped into her sleeping bag and drifted off to sleep.
It was dark when Emma awoke once more; she shivered with cold and then realised that her sleeping bag was awash in water. Reaching across she switched on her torch and found her tent was sitting in an inch of water, even as she sat there she could see it rising. Her rucksack lay on its side surrounded by wet clothes; everything seemed wet and cold. Unzipping the opening she crawled out into a clear night, the rain had passed, but her tent sat in a stream of water, looking round she saw her parent’s tent sitting dry and clear. Shivering she scratched at the entryway and called out to her parents.
“Mom, Dad.”
There was a stirring from inside then her parent’s voices, “What’s the matter Em?”
“My tents flooded, all my stuffs soaked.”
“What?”
The tent flap opened and her Dad crawled out dressed only in shorts, Emma became very aware of her naked state.
Mike and Lynn had awoken to the sound of their daughter’s voice; Mike pulled a pair of shorts on before slipping from the tent. As he crawled out the sight of his naked daughter greeted his eyes. The light from the tent behind him highlighted her nudity seeming to draw attention to her young pussy and firm breasts. He tried not to stare, as he was shocked to feel his cock twitch and harden at the sight before him.
“What did you say baby?”
“My t-t-t-tents flooded, th-th-there’s a stream through it,” Emma stuttered with cold.
Mike switched his torch on sweeping it across his naked daughter and over to her tent; it was now sitting in a good four inches of water.
“O hell, look Em you’re freezing go and join your mother and I’ll see how bad it is.”
Mike walked across to the tent as Emma crawled in to join her mother; opening the flap on Emma’s tent he reached in and pulled the sodden clothing and rucksack out along with her boots and sleeping bag. As he turned to carry them to the other tent he slipped and fell with a splash.
Mean while Emma had crawled into the other tent, Lynn looked at her naked shivering daughter and quickly climbed from the sleeping bag. Grabbing a towel she dried Emma before pulling her into the double sleeping bag she shared with Mike and enfolded Emma in her arms unmindful of her and Emma’s nudity. As Emma’s shivering eased the tent flap opened and Mike crawled in.
“You look soaked, what happened?”
“O shit I slipped grabbing Em’s stuff.”
“Well you can’t get in here with those wet shorts on, you’d better take them off.”
As Mike removed his soggy shorts he looked at his wife,
“How’s Emma?”
“She’ll be fine once she warms up” with that Lynn switched the light off plunging the tent into darkness.
In the dark Mike tried to find his underwear, “What are doing Mike?”
“Trying to find some underwear honey.”
“Don’t bother just get in the sleeping bag.”
Gently Mike eased himself into the sleeping bag, very aware of his nudity. The sleeping bag wasn’t made for three and he found himself pressed up to his daughter’s back his cock resting against her pert ass cheeks.
As Emma warmed up sandwiched between her parents she became very aware of their bodies pressed against her. One leg was trapped between her mother’s thighs and she became aware that it was pressed lightly against her pussy, a pussy that definitely felt moist.
She realised the moisture was probably the remains of her parents lovemaking, rather than feeling disgusted she found the thought arousing. She was also aware of her father’s body pressed against her; she moved slightly feelings his limp cock brush against her.
The regular breathing of her parents told her they had fallen asleep, however sleep seemed along way from Emma especially in her aroused state. Strange feelings shot through Emma’s body; unable to resist the temptation she slid a hand down between her thighs. Her pussy was hot and wet with her juices, it cried out for attention, as did her aching breasts. By pressing against her mother she found she could ease the ache in her nipples by rubbing them against her mom’s breasts.
She felt her mom’s nipples harden as their breasts rubbed together, then her mom’s hips moved slightly sliding her pussy along Emma’s thigh. Emma smiled as her mom moaned in her sleep and she pushed her thigh tight into her mom’s crotch. She was exited to realise she had aroused her mom and now wondered if she could do the same to her father.
Reaching down between her thighs she closed her fingers round his limp cock, gently she slipped it between her thighs until it lay against her pussy slit. Closing her thighs she trapped it against the moist folds of her labia. She felt it jerk and begin to harden in the warm embrace of her thighs, as it became fully erect her father moaned deep in his sleep.
Emma’s body was a fire with need and desire, crying out for release. Unable to resist and very aware of the trouble she could find herself in she once more opened her thighs. Taking hold of her father’s erection she was amazed at the smooth hard feel of it. She guided the cock head to the opening of her pussy, as it slipped between the folds her dad thrust forward and Emma had to stifle a scream of pain as his cock was buried in her hot aching cunt.
As he thrust in his sleep she moved her own hips meeting his movements as pleasure burned in her. Quickly she slid a hand between her mother’s thighs; her mom’s pussy was swimming in juices as Emma pushed her fingers in it.
She was finding it harder to hold her moans of pleasure in as her father’s cock pushed into her.
