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Family Camp Out
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

Family camping, incest, partner swapping and all that 
kind of stuff, just loads and load and loads of fun. 
(MFmf-teens, bi, family, ped, inc)

***

Jessica and I were discussing our plans for the summer, 
in bed, in early June. She was lying on top of the 
covers, with her football jersey-sleeper shoved up, 
caressing her pussy. Jessica was in great shape, better 
than when we were first married, when she had no tits 
at all. She reached over and fondled my cock. I had 
Jockey shorts on.

"We can fool around on one condition," my wife said.

"I know," I replied. I pulled off my Jockeys and got on 
my knees, making her kiss and lick my dick. It was a 
compromise, because a moment later I was licking and 
slurping at her juicy quim. She had her legs way up and 
I licked her thighs, got underneath to slurp at her 
buns, and then began licking her pussy. She raised her 
legs shoulder-high and I knew what she wanted: I 
slobbered my tongue up the crack of her ass, tonguing 
her tiny rosebud, then tongue-fucked her pussy. 

She was clean and fragrant down there, and she humped 
my mouth until she had an orgasm. Only then did she let 
me slide up to kiss her. I let her taste her pussy as 
she reached for my cock and showed it where to go. As 
my dong slid into her hot, wet snatch, I noticed from 
the corner of my eye a slight movement of the door: it 
hadn't been completely closed earlier.

I wondered which one was peeking, Peter or Cindy. They 
were both old enough to fuck, and I was certain both of 
them had plenty of opportunity. For that matter, 
Jessica and I were sure that our children had sex with 
each other before they began fucking others.

I made out Cindy's pretty features as she pushed the 
door open a little further. She had seen me eating her 
mother's twat! Now Cindy put her finger to her lips, 
shook her head not to tell, and continued to watch. 
Jessica liked me to pull out when I came, so I did and 
splattered my jism all over her belly. 

I was hotter than usual, of course, because my daughter 
was watching. Cindy made an "okay" sign with her thumb 
and forefinger as I finished, and I decided to have a 
talk with her about respecting the privacy of others.

Jessica and I discussed our plans for the summer with 
Peter and Cindy, at breakfast. Both of them were in 
college on scholarships and neither of them planned to 
work our vacation weeks.

"We've decided to go camping at Little River," I told 
the kids. "We'll have three large tents. Uncle Carl and 
Aunt Frannie can get two and I'll either borrow or rent 
the third. We'll try to stay for two weeks. There'll be 
swimming, fishing, hiking, and stuff like that. What do 
you think?"

Peter asked, "Are all of them coming? Dean, Wilma, and 
Cal?"

Jessica nodded, smiling. "Don't mess around with them, 
Peter. They're your cousins. Wilma is almost like your 
sister."

Cindy and my son exchanged a smile and I knew why.

***

The first week in July, we loaded the old station wagon 
and drove over to Carl's, where they had their compact 
car hitched to a small, heavily loaded trailer. I drove 
behind him the whole way, up into the hills, off onto 
the dirt road, and deeper into the woods until we 
stopped near Little River. 

There was a clearing, mostly grass, that looked big 
enough for the tents, and we'd be as close as 
comfortably possible to Little River, which was really 
a stream, but it did have some deep pools. One was near 
a great swimming hole with a big rock from which we 
used to dive. The kids put up the tents, two of them 
facing each other about fifteen feet apart, the third - 
where we'd eat on rainy days or play cards or whatever 
- was to one side, making a U.

It took an hour to unload the sleeping bags, food, 
clothes, and various other things...like a gas-operated 
barbecue and the kids' radios...and then we were ready 
to enjoy our vacation. It was after twelve. Cindy 
watched Peter go and stand behind a bush, unashamedly 
and obviously taking a leak.

"What about that, Dad?" she asked me. "Where do the 
females go?"

"The boys will dig a latrine and we'll put a tarp over 
it for rainy days," I told her, and the guys took a 
pick and shovel and got it ready. 

Meanwhile, I had to pee. Cindy came right behind me. 
She pulled down her jeans, letting me see her luscious 
twat, and I was surprised how much hair she had, more 
even than her mother. I was pissing and she looked 
right at it and smiled.

"It's a lot bigger than I've seen it before, Dad," 
Cindy said. I'd looked at her golden stream hitting the 
grass and my cock was suddenly growing. She laughed. 
"You're getting a hard-on looking at me? You've seen my 
pussy often enough."

"Not ever enough," I replied. My cock was half hard and 
I stroked it a couple of times till it was rigid. Cindy 
didn't have any toilet tissue, so I offered her my 
hanky. She wiped, and gave it back. Then, with her 
jeans around her ankles, she came closer and put her 
hand on my cock. I let her, but caressed her naked 
pussy, too.

My sister, Frannie, paused at what she was doing and 
looked at Cindy standing next to me, hidden from the 
waist down by bushes.

"And I thought you went into the bushes to take a 
leak," Frannie said. "What is it with you two?"

Cindy laughed. "Don't act so innocent, Aunt Fran. I've 
seen Dean and Cal drooling over your buns often 
enough."

My sister laughed. "They're horny devils, honey," she 
said to Cindy. "Watch out, or they'll have your pretty 
panties off."

"I don't think Cindy would mind, Frannie," I told her. 
I stuffed my cock back in my pants and came out from 
behind the bush. Frannie looked at my bulging crotch, 
knowingly. "Next time I've got to wee," I added, "you 
can come along and chaperone."

"I think that'll be fun," she said. Cindy had buttoned 
her jeans by now and was looking for the guys. Frannie 
went on, "I think we'd better talk about this. 
Jessica's looking a little concerned, too."

My wife was in the shade of the community tent, having 
a cold beer. We joined her. Jessica opened her shirt so 
her nice, youthful tits were half exposed. Frannie 
looked at them, then at me. "Looks like you'll have a 
hard-on all day, brother," she laughed.

"Jessica," my sister sobered up, "you know the kids are 
going to have the hots for each other. Should we act 
hypocritical and "guard against it" or admit it's going 
to happen and not fight it?"

Jessica smiled and put her bare foot on my crotch. 

Instant hard-on.

"When I was their age, I was screwing my brother and my 
cousins," my wife admitted. She'd never told me that. 
"I saw Peter jerking off a couple of weeks ago, and I 
watched him come and he knew I was there."

"Gave you hot pants, I'll bet," my sister said. "My two 
boys are always horny. Speaking of which, I wonder what 
they're up to right now. It's gotten awfully quiet 
around here."

I knew the boys had been digging a latrine near a path 
leading into the bushes. I walked over to it quietly 
and heard a girl's voice, then Peter answering. I 
stepped behind a tree trunk and peeked.

There was Wilma, Frannie's blond daughter. She was 
naked from the waist down, and Peter had removed his 
shorts. She was on her hands and knees and my son was 
slowly stroking his cock in and out of her furry twat. 
Her brothers, Dean and Cal, were watching, their cocks 
out. They were totally naked.

"Hurry it up, Cuz," Dean said to Peter. "I want to fuck 
her again before we eat. You all right, Sis?"

My niece laughed, "Peter's got a terrific cock, Dean," 
she said. "As soon as he's through, you get off in a 
hurry. I'm hungry - and I don't mean I want to suck 
your cock, Calvin."

I tried to be perfectly quiet but I made a little noise 
as I moved away. I'm sure Wilma saw me, and I thought 
the boys might have, too. I went back and told Frannie. 
Jessica had gone over to the barbecue and was starting 
to make hamburgers. She was out of earshot.

"Pete was screwing Wilma?" Frannie repeated, smiling. 
"Terrific. Wilma's using a diaphragm, so we don't have 
to worry about her getting pregnant. How about Cindy?"

I nodded. "Jessica took her to our family doctor a 
couple of years ago, after she caught Peter and her in 
the cellar fooling around."

"You and Jessica still got the hots?" Frannie asked.

I nodded.

"Carl's slowed down. I'm afraid I'll have to force one 
of the boys, one of these days."

I told her it wouldn't be force. Frannie was blond, 
like Wilma, and tall, with a nice set of boobs and a 
powerful, but not fat, ass. "I'd be glad to have a go, 
but I guess you wouldn't do it," I said.

She rubbed one ripe tit and looked at my bulging 
crotch. "Jessica will have a fit if she finds out," 
Frannie replied, "but I love the idea."

Cindy came over, looked at us, and smiled knowingly. 
"Dad, everyone's going swimming in the pool upstream," 
she told me, then looked at Frannie. "Nobody's gonna 
wear a suit. I think you used to call it skinny-
dipping." She giggled, twitched her fingers at us, and 
hurried away.

Frannie laughed. "Remember when we'd do that, Larry?"

"Yeah, and you grabbed my dong one night, but you 
wouldn't do anything with it after it got hard," I 
said.

Frannie giggled. "Want me to make up for it, now?" she 
asked. I looked around. We were sitting in the open 
part of the tent, but there was a wall and privacy just 
inside.

"Go ahead, Larry," Jessica had walked over. "I'd like 
to watch. And, Frannie, if I wriggle my ass at Carl and 
he gets horny, you won't mind, will you?"

Frannie led me by the hand inside the half-open tent. 
She opened her shorts and dropped them, then pulled her 
t-shirt, which hadn't done much to hide her nipples or 
keep them from jiggling, off. Her tits were bigger than 
Jessica's but, surprisingly, without much sag.

I took a handful of each, then licked her nipples. 
Having her bare-ass after all these years, when I'd 
always wanted to fuck her, was giving me a hard-on you 
could break bottles on.

Jessica was naked from the waist down, finger-fucking 
herself. "Hurry up, you two! I'm coming just looking at 
you."

Frannie knelt in front of me and kissed my cock, then 
she licked it, and held her hand around it as she took 
it in her mouth. It was very quickly evident that she 
was a terrific cocksucker, but I didn't want to do it 
all that way.

"Lie down, Frannie," I said, getting on my own knees. 
She did, and opened her legs. My wife grasped my prick, 
held Frannie's pussy lips apart with her free hand, and 
guided my quivering cock into my sister's twat.

As I screwed Frannie, nice and slow, Jessica was 
diddling herself, and she was so turned on she had an 
orgasm before my sister's cunt tightened on my cock and 
she began to gasp and moan. When I slammed it up her 
cunt all the way, she yelped and thrashed around. And 
when I shot my whole load, Jessica took my sloppy cock 
and licked it clean.

We got dressed, Jessica smiling at us both. "I think 
this is going to be a terrific camping trip," she said.

We left the tent - and there was Carl! He'd been 
exploring around the campsite and reported that there 
was no one within miles of us. Jessica told him the 
kids were skinny-dipping and we were all going to 
watch. She took his arm, pressing her tit against him, 
and put her hand on his buns. He looked back, blushing, 
and we were laughing.

"Don't mind us, Carl," we shouted as they went ahead.

Eventually they left the path to head for the water and 
we glimpsed them, half-hidden, kissing, Carl with her 
buns in his hands. "That bastard hasn't screwed me in a 
week and the first chance he gets at your wife, he's 
got a boner," my sister said.

We moved quietly as we heard yelling from up ahead, and 
then there was a splash as we found a spot we could 
watch from. We saw Cindy, naked, showing off her lovely 
tits, slender legs and hairy pussy, which she massaged 
before she dove. Cal was in the water and he grasped 
her tits from behind as she surfaced.

"Cal, you've got a hard-on. Ohhh, it feels good."

Cal was waist deep in water. He turned my daughter 
around and kissed her, squeezing her tits. She had his 
cock locked between her thighs.

"Can they fuck in the water like that?" my sister 
whispered.

"We'll find out in a minute," I said. "If he does, I'm 
going to take you and Jessica swimming later."

Cal kissed my daughter and then they were hugging each 
other. I saw her reach down and take his cock in her 
hand, making it stick up from the water like a 
submarine periscope. Beside me, Frannie had her hand on 
her pussy, inside her pants.

"Hold still, Cal," Cindy said.

I got behind Frannie and put my hands on her tits. I 
squeezed my sister's nipples; my hard cock nestled 
between her buns. Cindy held Cal by the neck and locked 
her legs around her cousin's waist. We saw him steering 
his dong into Cindy's twat, and then she began humping 
against his thrusts.

Wilma swam over and put her hand on Cindy's crotch. 
"Cal is fucking her!" Wilma called. "I want to do it 
that way, too. Pete or Dean, come over here."

Dean reached her first. She was floating on her back as 
he lifted her pussy enough to begin licking it.

"That's real muff-diving," I breathed in Frannie's ear. 
As I reached inside my sister's pants to finger her 
pussy, Carl and my wife emerged from the bushes. "Have 
a good time?" I asked them.

Jessica laughed. "I sucked Carl's cock while he finger-
fucked me," she said. "What're you two doing, standing 
there? Strip off and let's go swimming."

Carl reddened. "I'll get a hard-on if I see the girls 
naked," he objected.

"So will I," I replied as I threw off my clothes.

We went ahead of Carl. The kids hooted, and Cindy 
laughed as she saw my half-hard cock hanging in the 
breeze. She and Calvin have finished fucking, so she 
dropped away from him and swam over toward us. She put 
her hand on my cock and Jessica looked down and saw it. 
She smiled.

"You're going to be a tough act to follow, Cindy," my 
wife told our daughter.

Peter was floating on his back, with his big cock 
sticking up like the mast on a ship. "Peter, you're 
just showing off," my wife teased. She swam over toward 
our son and dove underwater as she got close. He let 
out a yell as she ducked him and then came up and 
grabbed his mother and I knew they were fooling around 
with each other's parts.

Wilma swam over and smiled at us, her eyes on my cock. 
"You guys are terrific," she said, meaning us old 
folks. "Uncle Larry, don't you mind Aunt Jessica 
fooling around with Peter?"

I shrugged. "They've both been dying to for years. 
Cindy and I want each other too, and the first chance 
we get, we'll do it."

Wilma stood up and put her hand on her mother's tits. 
"You've got terrific tits, Mom," she giggled, then she 
ran her finger over her mother's quim. "I saw Daddy 
eating your hair pie one night."

Frannie laughed. "I knew it. I didn't tell your father, 
though. What did you think when you saw it?"

Wilma blushed. "I wished I was doing it instead of him. 
I'd love to kiss your pussy, Mom."

"Duck down and do it now," my sister said. She spread 
her legs and my niece got between them. She licked at 
Frannie's hair pie and Frannie grabbed my arm. She was 
trembling. "I just had an orgasm. It's terrific to have 
your daughter eat you."

"I'll let you know if it happens," I told her.

Wilma surfaced and squeezed Frannie's tits. She looked 
down and saw my cock. "Do you want to fuck, Uncle 
Larry?" my blond niece asked.

"I do, but I'll be all used up then, and I like to 
still be able to get a hard-on later."

We swam and my cock seemed permanently solid. Once, 
Cindy squatted in front of me and put my hard-on in her 
mouth, but I gently pushed her away.

"Later, honey," I said softly. "I want to be alone with 
you, and lick your pussy, then fuck you good."

She smiled and licked her lips. "Okay, but I get to 
suck your cock, too."

We swam till it was time to eat, then we went back to 
the campsite. It was the boys' turn to cook. They 
served hot dogs and beans. Wilma was only wearing a t-
shirt, and she took one of the cold hot dogs and 
inserted it in her pussy. It was wet with her cum when 
she offered it around.

"Who's going to eat my hot dog?" she teased. I grabbed 
it and tasted her cum, then I put it back on the table 
with the others.

After dinner, we peed in the bushes. It was twilight 
and Jessica said she had to use the latrine; what she 
had to do couldn't be done in the bushes. I was washing 
up so Carl volunteered to accompany her. Wilma squatted 
and peed right in front of me, her urine splashing her 
legs.

"This blows my mind!" she said as she wiped her quiff 
with her fingers and dried them on her t-shirt. "None 
of this modesty horseshit. I've seen your cock and 
Daddy's, and Peter's fucked me. How about it, Uncle 
Larry? Want to go in the tent awhile?"

Cindy saw us, and darted in right after us. Wilma 
peeled off her shirt as I undressed, and Cindy was 
already naked as Wilma lay down. I began feeling her 
tits and pussy. Cindy was fingering her cunt.

"Let me kiss your twat, Cindy," Wilma said, her pretty 
face turned toward Cindy. Cindy got over Wilma's mouth 
and I saw my niece's tongue lapping at my daughter's 
cunt. Cindy kissed me and then I figured I'd waited 
long enough. I put my cock in Wilma's pussy and Wilma 
started bucking like a bronco.

Wilma got off long before I was ready, so Cindy knelt 
over Wilma, with her legs wide and her buns displaying 
her tiny asshole and her cum-wet cunt. I knelt and 
guided my wet cock to her snatch and slowly eased it 
in. Cindy groaned and shuddered as she had an immediate 
orgasm. 

Then, after I fucked her for awhile, holding back my 
cum, I pulled it out and put it in Wilma's cunt again. 
I had both girls coming for a good ten minutes before I 
shot my jism into Cindy's twat.

"You old guys are good," Wilma said, sprawling back, 
exhausted. "I wonder if my father is that good?"

"You and Cindy ought to give him a chance to show what 
he can do," I suggested. "And you've got this whole 
wonderful vacation in which to do it!"

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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