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2010-09-09

It was a Saturday and Mom and Dad had gone on one of their bike rides. I just got out of the shower and was straightening my hair when I heard the knock on the door. My friend Lexy was coming over so I didn’t think twice about running to let her in wearing only a t-shirt and panties.
“Well, hello!” beamed the woman when I whipped open the door with my toothbrush dangling from my mouth. She was holding a big, oversized purse and standing behind her was a grinning man with friendly eyes.
“Oh, sorry,” I gasped, stepping back behind the door and peaking out at the man and woman from behind it, “I thought you were someone else. ” The woman assured me that she was not offended and explained that she and her husband had an appointment to see our camper.
My parents put an ad on Craig’s List to sell our old camper. We were getting quite a few calls and a couple of people came by and looked at it, but no one had made a serious offer on it yet. Apparently, Mom and Dad took off on their bike ride forgetting that they had told this woman and her husband that they could come by and see the camper. I told them my parents weren’t home and they both looked a bit disappointed, though the woman never stopped smiling at me.
“Is there any way we could take a look at it since we’re here?” she asked. Still standing there in my underwear, trying to shield myself with the door, I kind of thought I should just say no, but I’ve never been very good at that.
“I’ll get the key and meet you around back,” I finally told them. They thanked me heartily, the woman smiling at me as if she had x-ray vision and could see through the door. I ran to my room and threw on a pair of sweats.

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I could see them from my bedroom window walking around to the back of the house. She was bottle blonde and looked to be in her early-thirties. She was pretty but in a kind of slutty way. She had a little rose tattooed on her left breast that I could see clearly because her boobs were big and she was only wearing a little summer dress with spaghetti straps that barely contained her. I wondered if they were real.
The guy looked a lot older, like, in his forties. He was tall with dark hair and a little bit of a belly under his short-sleeved, button up shirt. He probably was kind of cute, maybe twenty-years ago, but now he was wearing brown Dockers and sandals. You’d think his wife would have said something to him. Anyway, he didn’t say anything at the door, he just stood there smiling and let his wife do all the talking, He had his arm around her, though, on the way to the camper and he talked while she laughed.
I ran downstairs, grabbed the camper key and went out to meet them. She was up on tiptoes peeking through the camper window. He was tall enough to see right in and the two of them stood side-by-side checking it out. I noticed that she had a tattoo of an angel on the back of her calf, and that his hand was resting firmly on her butt.
“I’m James,” he said, speaking for the first time and offering me the hand that was just grabbing her bottom.

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“Kelsey,” I replied, shaking his hand. He introduced his wife, Lisa. She smiled again and this time her hand was on his butt when I opened the door and she followed him into the camper.
It’s not a real big camper. It’s one of those kind you pull behind a truck. It has a bed at the front and a narrow isle with a little kitchen on one side and a table that folds down into a second bed on the other. At the back of the camper there’s a little bathroom with a toilette and a shower. I was waiting outside but they kept asking me questions so I finally went in.
“Ya, the table top just sits on there and you pull the cushions down,” I said, explaining how the second bed worked. He lifted the table then dropped it down, and just like that it was a bed. She dropped her oversized purse down on the cushions, opened it up and pulled out a little video recorder.
“Is it okay if I take some video so we can look at it back home?” she asked.
“Sure,” I answered with a shrug of my shoulders.
She looked at the view-screen and aimed the camera around the small camper. They had lots of other questions about the stove and electricity that I couldn’t answer but they didn’t seem to mind.

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It was a cramped space for three people, and as I stood in the doorway, they looked like they were enjoying the tight fit. They never missed a chance to grope and touch when they slid passed each other. She opened the fridge and he stood behind her looking in over her shoulder. She giggled and I watched his hand move up under her short summer dress and fondle her ass. She squeezed passed him to get to the bathroom and I caught her hand sliding over his crotch.
“Ooo, this could be fun,” she laughed. She handed me the video camera and asked if I would get a shot of them, “Just to see if we fit,” she explained. Then they both wedged themselves into the shower of the tiny, closet-like bathroom. She was facing the showerhead and he was tucked in behind her. “You think this could work?” she asked. I wasn’t sure if she was talking to her husband or me when she raised her arms over her head and ran her fingers through her hair as if she was actually showering.
“I think we could make it work,” her husband said, and I looked up from the view-screen to see him reach around and cup her tits with his large hands. “Mmm, I like that,” she moaned and she twirled on the spot and kissed him. Not like a peck on the lips, but deep, deep kissing with eyes closed and tongues all over the place. His hands slid down her back, lifted her dress, grabbed two handfuls of ass, and pulled her body tight to his.

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I didn’t know what to do. This was getting weird but it was kind of sexy too. I just stood there aiming the camera at them. I felt like a real idiot when she opened her eyes and saw me. “Are you getting all this,” she giggled, and I lowered the camera, blushing like mad.
“I’m sorry, Sweetie,” she said to me, seeing the uncomfortable expression on my face. They spilled out of the shower and she straightening her dress, “We get a little carried away sometimes. ”
“Just a little,” her husband teased. He smiled and winked at me, taking the camera and following his wife up to the front of the trailer.
“Now this we could definitely do,” she said. She climbed up on the bed on her hands and knees, looked back over her shoulder at the camera, and wiggled her butt. “What do you think?” she asked, and again, I couldn’t tell if she was talking to her husband or me. What I was thinking was, Oh my God! She’s not wearing any underwear! And she wasn’t. The hem of the summer dress ended just below her butt, and when she arched her back on all fours, it crept up over her cheeks and gave me a clear shot of her naked pussy, all pink and pretty between her legs.
“You’re being naughty,” her husband reprimanded her.

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He gave her a playful swat on her bear bottom while still aiming the camera with his other hand. She gave a yelp, giggled and spun around. “Am I?” she said, trying her best to look innocent. “Yes, you are,” he told her, “You’re making our host feel uncomfortable. ” He set the camera down on the kitchen counter behind him and nodded towards me, still standing sheepishly at the open door.
“Oh, she’s not uncomfortable, are you, Sweetie?” she asked, scooting to the edge of the bed so her dress bunched up around her hips. I was feeling a bit funny, but all I could manage was a non-committal shrug. “See!” she said to her husband, “She probably sneaks out here at night and messes around with the boys whenever she gets the chance, don’t you?”
Oh my God! It was like she could read my mind and I couldn’t hide my blush that quickly morphed into a smile.
“I knew it!” she cried out with glee, “A sexy little thing like you has got to have boys crawling all over you. ”
“Well, not boys,” I corrected her, still blushing but trying not to be shy, “It was just once. ”
“Oh, and when did this happen?” she asked.
“Just, like, two weeks ago,” I told her. That night was coming back to me in clear, vivid images. I hadn’t spoken to any one about it, except for my best friend, Lexy, who was there when it happened, and I felt a thrill at finally being able to tell the story. It was weird.

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These people were total strangers, but Lisa was really cool and super sexy and she was more like talking to a really awesome friend than an adult.
“Was it with your boyfriend?” she asked, urging me for details.
“Well, I have a boyfriend, but he was out of town with his family on vacation…” I explained, talking slowly while I twisted the string on my sweats around my finger.
“So you were with another boy?” she said, her voice filled with excitement, “Oh, you naughty little slut. I love it!”
Oh my God! She just called me a slut! I was always terrified of someone at school calling me a slut, like when Connie Harding sucked off her boyfriend and his two best friends one time in her basement and the boys told everyone at school. People still make sucking noises at her when she walks down the hall. But when Lisa called me a slut, I couldn’t help but smile. It excited me for some reason, and I knew that coming from her it was a compliment, and that she and her husband weren’t going to tell anyone at school what I was about to tell them.
“So come on,” she said, “tell us the story. ”
“Well, my friend Lexy was sleeping over a few weeks ago,” I began, “And we always sleep out here during the summers. So, we were out here and she was texting her boyfriend, Sean, and he kept saying that he was going to come over and so Lexy’s all, like, I dare you, ya know? And so, like, it’s, like, past midnight and we’re still up, just, like, talking and stuff, when there’s this knock on the door. ”
“So Sean took the dare, huh?” Lisa asked. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her feet dangling over the side into the little isle. She had kicked off her flip-flops and her legs were open and wrapped around her husband’s leg. He was standing in the little isle next to the bed leaning back against the kitchen counter and listening quietly to my story.

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Lisa leaned her head against his hip, and with her left hand, she slowly ran her fingertips up and down her husband’s thigh, very high up, on the inside.
“Ya,” I answered, twisting the string tighter around my finger and trying not to look at her roaming hand. “Well, he showed up with his cousin from Seattle, Michael. ”
“Ooh, a boy from out of town,” she cooed, “Was he cute?”
“Oh my God!” I blurted out, getting excited along with Lisa, “He was totally super-cute. He looked like Jacob from Twilight. He had dark hair and eyes and he was all muscly. ”
“Mmm, super-cute boys from out of town are the best, aren’t they?” she asked, glancing up at her husband, and once again I was unsure if she was talking to him or me. He simply leaned there against the counter, smiling at me and stroking the back of his wife’s neck. She continued to run her hand up and down his thigh over what was now an obvious bulge in his Dockers. It looked like he had a big snake slithering down his thigh. I did my best not to notice.
“How old were Sean and Michael?” she asked, smiling as she caught my looking away from her wandering hand.
“They’re fourteen,” I told her.
“And how old are you, Sweetie?”
“I’ll be fourteen next month,” I said. They both smiled and she told me to continue with my story.

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“So, they came in and we were just kind of talking for a while, but then Lexy and Sean started making out…”
“Where were they?” she asked.
“On the little bed,” I told her, pointing down at the table-bed that stood between us.
“And where were you and Michael?”
“Where you are,” I answered.
“What were you wearing?”
“Well, it was, like, really late and Lexy and I were in bed when they came over, so we were just in, like, t-shirts and panties…”
“Like when you opened the door to us?” she asked, pulling her hand from her husband’s bulging thigh and motioning back toward the house.
“Ya,” I said, blushing again.
“You looked really sexy, dressed like that,” she said, rubbing his thigh again, “I bet Michael couldn’t keep his hands off you. ”
“Well, the thing is, I had a boyfriend, and he’s, like, really good friends with Sean, so I was, like, I can’t, you know? But then, all of a sudden, Sean was, like, ‘If you guys wanna make out, or something, I’m not going to say anything’…”
“Mmm, I like Sean,” she purred. “So you started making out in your t-shirt and panties?”
“Well, the t-shirt didn’t stay on very long,” I confessed and she laughed.
“Did he lick and suck your titties?” she asked without a trace of embarrassment. I told her, yes, my face flushing a deep crimson. “He must have loved that,” she said, “I’ll bet you have gorgeous tits, don’t you, Sweetie?” I blushed and twisted the string around my finger, not knowing what to say. “You’re what, a B-cup?” she asked. I nodded, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
“Mmm,” she said, gripping the bulge in her husband’s Dockers and looking up at him, “Boys love B-cup breasts, don’t they, Hon?”
“Yes, they do,” he answered, smiling with his eyes fixed on my tits, making me squirm and blush even more.
“Not as much as they like boobs like yours?” I said, unable to hide my envy and appreciation for her ample cleavage.

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“These,” she laughed, and my jaw dropped when she grabbed the spaghetti straps on her dress and tugged them down so her breasts popped out. She wiggled her shoulders and her tits shook back and forth and I could tell they were real. They looked amazing.
“Ya, I get a lot of attention from the girls,” she laughed. “What do you think, Hon?” she asked looking up at her husband, “Is bigger better?”
“These are pretty nice,” he said, and my pulse jumped when he reached down and cupped her bare tit and pinched her nipple, “but I like all sizes. ” They both smiled at me, as if trying to reassure me that my B-cups measured up to her Ds. I stopped twisting the string from my sweats around my finger and grabbed the backrest of the table-bed to hide the fact that my hands were shaking.
“Well, lets take a look at yours,” she said to me, nodding at my chest, “I’ll bet they’re like perfect scoops of ice cream. ” She said this like she was asking to see my cat or the freckles on the back of my hand.
“I know, I’m being totally inappropriate,” she cried out, seeing the obvious look of shock on my face, then, “Hang on…” She was suddenly standing, her tits still hanging out the front of her dress, and for an instant I thought she was going to yank her husband’s pants down. My eyes went wide, but he simply straightened up as she plunged her hand into his front pocket and withdrew a wad of cash.
“See, we came here today ready to buy your camper…” she said, unfolding the fistful of bills, “…and it kind of sucked that your parents weren’t here, because we really like this trailer and this cash is just burning a hole in our pockets. Do you think your parents are going to be home anytime soon?” She asked, counting the bills off in her hand. I told her they probably wouldn’t be home until the late afternoon.
“Well, that’s too bad,” she said, frowning a bit, and looking at her husband, “It looks like we’ll have to wait on the camper.

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“Still, the days not a total waste,” he told her. “We got to meet this beautiful young lady, here,” he said, nodding at me, “which has been delightful, well worth the trip. ”
“He’s right,” Lisa said, turning back to me “You turned a wasted trip into a pretty fun morning,” she said grinning, “I think we owe you something for that. ” She stepped forward, pealed a hundred from the wad of cash and held it out to me. “After all, no one said you had to come down here and entertain us. ”
I held out a trembling hand and took the hundred. Something told me I shouldn’t accept it, but there seemed to be a disconnect between the warning part of my brain and the impulse of my body. “Thanks,” I murmured, offering a timid smile.
“We would love to hear the rest of your story though,” she said, sitting back down next to her husband, returning her hand to his thigh, “Unless we’re being pests. ”
“No, you’re okay,” I told them, ready to dive back into my story.
“And if you’re not comfortable showing us those gorgeous breasts, it’s not a problem,” she smiled, rubbing her hand up and down the bulge in her husband’s pant-leg, “We totally understand. ” Her breasts were still exposed and he was fondling them again.
I hesitated for a second, staring down at the hundred dollar bill in my hand, my heart thumping loudly behind my breast. “I don’t mind,” I heard myself say, and I caught the delighted smile that Lisa threw to her husband before I pulled the hem of my t-shirt up over my head. The air was suddenly cold against my naked chest, but the surge of adrenaline that rushed through me was exhilarating.

“Oh, Sweetie,” gasped Lisa, “You’re absolutely stunning. What do you think, Hon?”
“Perfect,” James said, and I blushed looking up at their admiring faces, but instead of embarrassment, I felt an excitement that I couldn’t explain. “Michael must have been in heaven,” he said, his eyes devouring my young body.
“I’ll bet he was,” Lisa added. “God, I’d give anything to have the flat tummy of a thirteen-year-old girl again,” she sighed, “You’ve got a gorgeous figure, Sweetie. ” I thanked her, blushing and grinning.
“So, you’re laying on the bed here with your top off and the super-cute boy from Seattle is kissing and sucking those yummy tits…” she said, urging me to continue my story.
“Um, ya,” I said. My mouth was suddenly dry and I had to lick my lips before speaking.
“How much longer did the panties stay on?” she asked with a wicked, knowing look in her eye.
“Not long,” I confessed with a shy smile.
“Did you take them off or did he?”
“He did,” I said, my body, naked from the waste up, flushing with excitement. I could feel my nipples stiffen in the cool air. “I mean, at first, he was just, like, squeezing my butt, ya know?”
“Under your panties?”
“Ya, but then he pushed them down and, like, sat up and pulled then all the way off. ”
“So now you’re naked but he still has all his clothes on?”
“He already took his shirt off.

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“And then what happened?”
“Well, we started kissing again and he put his hand between my legs,” I blushed again telling them this detail.
“He fingered your pussy?” she asked, her face excited, her hand massaging her husband though his Dockers. I told her yes. “Were you already wet?”
“Yes,” I said, and a chill ran through my body, admitting such intimate details to two strangers who were staring hungrily at my half-naked body.
“Are you wet now, telling us your story?” she asked, the wicked, knowing look back in her eye.
“Yes,” I answered honestly, my voice barely a whisper, adrenaline running though me.
“Mmm, I’m getting wet listening to you,” she smiled, and she dropped her left hand from her husband’s bulging thigh and replaced it with her right, reaching up between his legs to stroke him though his pants. She moved her left hand between her own legs, and lifting the hem of her dress, pressed her fingers against her naked clit.

“Mmm,” she moaned, smiling, here eyes locked on mine, “Did you touch him?”
“Yes,” I answered, mesmerized by the rhythmic movement of her hand between her thighs.
“Did he take his cock out or did you?”
“I did?” I told her, my pulse jumping at the word cock.
“And you stroked his cock while he fingered your pussy?”
“Yes. ”
“Did he have a nice cock?” she asked and my eyes moved from the hand at her pussy to the hand gripping her husband through his pants. I blushed again. “Um, I guess,” I answered, my inexperience hanging over my head like a flashing neon sign.
“Was it your first cock?” she asked, her voice and expression a mixture of surprise and excitement.

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James’ seemed to renew his focus of attention on me along with his wife.
“Ya,” I admitted, flushing with embarrassment.
“Mmm, so you were a virgin,” she said with glee, “That makes it even hotter. Did you like playing with his cock then?” I told her I did, my shame washing away with their obvious excitement.
“Did you just use your hand?” she asked.
“Ya, I mean, at first, but…” I was stumbling again on the intimate details.
“But, then…” Lisa urged me on.
“Well, he put his hand on my neck and started, like, pushing me down…”
“He wanted you to suck his cock?”
“Ya,” I blushed.
“And you didn’t want to?” she asked, her voice kind and understanding.
“I don’t know,” I said, “I wanted to, I was just nervous, I guess. ”
“Because you didn’t know what to do?”
“Well, my friend, Lexy, she’s been giving her boyfriend, Sean, blowjobs for a while now, so she kind of told me what to do, and, you know, I’ve watched videos online and stuff?”
“Do you like watching porn?”
“Sometimes, ya,” I answered, and husband and wife exchanged a quick smile before giving me their full attention again.
“So you sucked his cock…” she said, “Did you like it? Was it what you expected?”
“It was kind of weird, like, rubbery feeling,” I told her, wrinkling up my nose as I recalled the sensation.
“But you liked it?”
“Ya,” I said, unable to hide my smile.
“Ya,” she beamed knowingly, “I was sucking cock when I was your age, too. I loved it!” I met her eyes and smiled, like I was sharing a secret with my best friend, or a big sister.

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“Did he cum?” she asked, still fingering her pussy and massaging her husband.
“Ya. ”
“In your mouth?”
“Yes. ”
“Did you gag?” she giggled, perhaps recalling her own first-time experience.
“Yes,” I answered, giggling too, “I wasn’t expecting it. ”
“Did you spit it out?”
“No, I swallowed it,” I told her.
“Wow, you swallowed on your first time, I’m impressed,” she said, glancing up at her husband who looked equally intrigued. “Did you like it?”
“Ya,” I said, and she looked surprised, “I mean, it wasn’t what I expected. I thought it would be, like, kind of sweet, maybe, but it didn’t really have any taste. I liked how it felt in my mouth, kind of warm and gooey. ” She laughed.
“Well, sounds like you’re a natural,” she said, and I felt a slutty little jolt of pride. “Did he make you cum with his fingers?” she asked.
“Um,” I said, scrunching up my nose again and trying to recall the sensations of that night, “I don’t think so…”
“Oh, you’d know if you did,” she smiled, but then her face sank into a frown. “That’s the problem with fourteen-year-old boys; they’re super-cute, but they don’t really know what their doing,” she said sagely, giving her husband’s bulging thigh a squeeze and looking up at him, ”Isn’t that right, Hon?”
“It takes some time to figure out where all the parts are,” he answered with a grin.

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“So what happened next?” Lisa asked, bringing us back to my story.
“Well, we heard this noise, and so, like, I sat up and looked and Lexy and Sean were doing it,” I told them, my voice overflowing with incredulity. Lisa laughed.
“You can say fucking in front of us. We won’t tell on you,” James said, winking at me.
“They were fucking,” I said, feeling both excitement at saying that word to two adults, and embarrassment that I sounded like a silly little girl.
“Was it her first time, too?” Lisa asked, still giggling. I told her it was. “Wow!” she said, “So your best friend decided to lose her virginity right there in front of you?”
“I know, right?” I gasped.
“Well, that’s the thing about campers,” she exclaimed, looking around, “There’s something about them that makes you want to tear your clothes off and fuck. ”
“You can say that again,” her husband laughed, tweaking his wife’s nipple and shifting his leg beneath her loving hand. My own nipples were stiff and sensitive in the cool air and I fought the urge to squeeze and pinch them.
“So your best friend is fucking her boyfriend right there…” Lisa said, pointing to the table-bed between us, “…and what did you do?”
“Well, nothing, really,” I said, sounding disappointed in myself, “We just kind of watched them. ”
“Did it excite you, watching them fuck?” she asked, not sounding disappointed at all. She loved saying that word, fuck.

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It was like she could taste it rolling off her tongue and she savored the flavor. It sent little shivers down my spine to my wet pussy every time she said it.
“Yes,” I answered her, my voice full of lust.
“Mmm, I like watching too,” she practically moaned, and she pulled her hand from her pussy and gripped the thick bulge running along her husband’s thigh. “And I can tell my husband is enjoying your story,” she giggled, making no pretense now about the fact that she was massaging his cock though his pants. “I feel bad that you and I have made ourselves all comfy with our tits hanging out…” she said in a baby voice coupled with a pouty look on her face, “…and this big fella’s all wrapped up and suffocating in here. You don’t mind if I make my husband a little more comfortable, do you, Sweetie?” she asked, looking at me with pleading, puppy-dog eyes. “Let him breath a little?”
I looked at him standing there, grinning at me with his hungry eyes. I shook my head. I knew the answer should have been, yes, I mind, but the gap between the rational part of my brain and the burning lust in my young body kept widening.
“Mmm, thank you, Sweetie,” she said, and I watched eagerly. Her fingers unsnapped the button and gripped the zipper. I could hear the sound of grinding metal teeth opening up. She reached into his Dockers and I fought back a childish gasp when her hand reappeared clutching what looked like a pink snake wearing a purple skullcap.
His Dockers dropped down around his ankles, but he didn’t seem to mind.

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I noted briefly that he wasn’t wearing underwear, but only briefly. My attention moved quickly back to the swollen piece of flesh jutting out from his body, encased in his wife’s small hand. He was not even hard yet, and his swollen tube of meat was as thick as my wrist.
Also intriguing, was the fact that it was completely hairless. From the quick glimpses I got of her naked pussy, I could tell his wife was shaved, but that was no big surprise. I had never heard of guys waxing their junk, though. Michael had thick, dark hair around the base of his cock when I sucked him. Her husband’s cock was kind of weird, and it might have reminded me of a little boy’s penis if it wasn’t so big. It was big enough that it was intimidating.
“I like it smooth,” Lisa said, smiling and looking at me as if she could read my thoughts. She was running her fingers around the base of his cock and cupping his balls. “Is that better, Baby?” she asked, looking up at her husband.
“Much better,” he smiled, giving her nipple a twist. His fat cock dangled heavily between his thighs, and she leaned her head back against his hip so her face was only inches from his mini-python. She reached back up between his legs, caressing the tip of his cock and tickling his large, smooth balls with her right hand.

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Her left hand went back to her pussy, and she turned her attention to me again.
“So you liked watching them fuck?” she asked, as if she were reopening a book she had dog-eared to remember where she left off.
“Well, it did last too long,” I stammered, swallowing several times to regain my voice and unable to tear my eyes from his dick.
“Did they see you watching them?” she asked, absentmindedly caressing her husband’s cock and fingering herself.
“Ya, and Lexy was, like, ‘We get to watch you guys do it now…”
“Mmm, I think you might need to introduce us to some of your friends,” Lisa laughed. I laughed uneasily, unsure of whether or not she was being serious. I highly doubted I’d be mentioning any of this to anyone.
“Well, so Michael was, like, ‘Do you want to?’ and I was, like, ‘okay,‘ and so I, like, laid back and he was getting on top of me, and then Lexy was, like, ‘Oh my God! Someone’s coming’ and, like, I jumped up and their was a light on in my house. ”
“Your parents?” Lisa asked, looking frightened.
“Ya, so, like, Michael and Sean, like, grabbed their stuff and ran for it,” I told her.
“Did your parents catch them?”
“No, they never even came outside,” I said, the anger and disappointment of that night rushing back to me.
“Ooo,” Lisa cried, her face filled with sympathy. She sat up straight, lifting her head from her husband’s hip and fixing me with deeply concerned eyes. “So you didn’t get to fuck then?” I shook my head, no. “Did you get to see Michael again after that?”
“No, he went back to Seattle a few days later,” I sighed.

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“So you’re still a virgin, Sweetie?” she asked, her voice sounded like she was close to crying, and I might have been caught up in the emotion if she wasn’t still fondling her husband’s semi-hard cock. I nodded, yes. “Ooo, I’m sorry. I thought your story was going to have a happy ending. ”
“Ya, that’s tragic,” James said, also sounding sympathetic. There was a moment of awkward silence where I simply stared at her hand caressing his cock.
“Here,” Lisa cried out, and releasing his cock she grabbed the wad of cash sitting on the bed next to her. “I think we owe you another hundred for that story,” she said. “At least,” James seconded here, and she pealed off a second hundred-dollar bill and held it out toward me.
“Thanks,” I mumbled, feeling uncomfortable about taking the money but stepping around the table-bed to take it anyway.
“That really was a great story,” James smiled.
“God, yes!” Lisa giggled, “And now I desperately need to fuck. ” She threw herself against her husband’s legs, this time nuzzling her cheek right up against his cock. “Mmm, Sweetie, you wouldn’t mind if we borrowed your camper to relieve a little tension, would you?” she asked, looking at me over his cock and giving it a little kiss.
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“You don’t have to go,” Lisa giggled. “Here,” she said, and pulled another hundred from the wad and tossed it onto the table-bed, “We’d actually love it if you stayed and watched, wouldn’t we, Hon?” She stuck her tongue out and ran it over the side of his swollen cock, her eyes locked on mine.
“Yes,” he smiled, “Please stay. ” His hand was stroking the back of her neck, but his eyes, too, were fixed on me.
“You said you liked to watch, didn’t you?” she purred, and her tongue scooped up the tip of his cock and pulled it to her lips. She kissed the purple head and bounced it won her tongue.
“She loves showing off,” James smiled. His cock jumped and twitched with each lash of her tongue, but it was still hanging semi-limp between his thighs. I just stood there staring at them, my pulse ringing in my ears. Then I dropped my t-shirt to the floor and moved slowly around to the table-bed. I scooped up the third hundred and sat down on the edge of the bed furthest from them. Lisa smiled before lifting her husband’s cock and sucking his hairless balls into her mouth.
“Mmm,” he sighed, the slightest of moans escaping his lips, his eyes bearing down on me. I sat there awkwardly, watching her tease his cock with her tongue, dancing around it like a matador taunting a bull. I wanted her to take him in her mouth.

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I wanted to see his cock swell to its full length and I wanted to watch her suck him in as deep as she could take him. It seemed like she was teasing me as much as she was denying him what he wanted. I shifted uncomfortably, my body anxious for something more.
“Don’t be shy,” she said, smiling at me with her face resting on his cock, “I you’re your little panties must be soaked through by now. You can play with yourself, we’re not going to tell on you. ” She gave me a wicked grin and traced little circles with her tongue over the topside of his cock. I hesitated for about three seconds, and then I surrendered and pushed my hand under my sweats and panties. I let out a gasp of pent up desire, attacking my aching clit with frenzied lust.
“That’s it,” she purred. I bit my lip to restrain the moans rising up from inside my burning young body, and at the same time, lifted my knee up onto the bed to get at my pussy better. “That feels better, doesn’t it?” she smiled over his fat prick, her eyes following where my arm disappeared under my sweats. I nodded and gasped, “Yes,” my fingers churning like mad under my damp, cotton panties.
“Do you like my husband’s cock, Sweetie?” she asked, her voice teasing, her lips brushing against his swollen flesh. I nodded. “Do you?” she pressed me.

“Yes!” I gasped, “Suck it, please!” The words shocked me the moment they left my lips, but I was getting frustrated with her teasing.
“Suck it!” she giggled, but I didn’t blush or look away.
“Yes, please!” I pleaded, “I want to see you suck it. ”
“Is that what you want?” she teased, sliding her tongue along the side.
“Yes!”
“You want to see me suck my husband’s cock?” she said with a wicked grin, flicking the little slit at the tip with her tongue.
“Yes,” I begged, clawing at my pussy under my sweats.
“I don’t know,” she said, looking up at her husband, “What do you think?”
“If that’s what she wants,” he said. He didn’t seem to be bothered by her teasing. His focus was on my busy hand.
“I think what she really wants, though…” she paused and sucked the purple skullcap between her lips, then let it go with a pop, “…is to suck it herself. ”
My eyes had been glued to her lips and his cock, but flew to meet her gaze at these words.
“Do you want to suck my husband’s cock, Sweetie?” she asked, grinning at me from behind his tempting meat. “It’s alright, don’t be shy,” she breathed, her eyes staring into mine. “I know he wants you to suck it, he told me so, the second you closed the door to your house, when you were standing there in your little t-shirt and panties, sucking on that toothbrush. ”
I looked up into his hungry eyes and he made no attempt to deny her accusation.

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“Come here, Sweetie,” she said, and she stood and held her hand out to me. I was slow, but I pulled my hand from my sweats and placed it in hers. She moved over to the table-bed and sat facing her husband with her legs spread. I stood and let her lead me between them.
“That’s it,” she said, and she guided me by the hips until I was sitting between her legs, my back to her, her husband’s cock directly in front of my face. Shivers ran down my spine when I felt her naked breasts press into my naked back.
“Here,” she said, and I heard her digging around in her oversized purse behind us on the bed. She grabbed my shoulder length hair, pulled it back over my ears, and fastened it into a ponytail. Her hands reached around and cupped my young breast, massaging them gently, and I felt her lips brush against my ear.
“Are you ready?” she whispered, and chills ran though me with her breath in my ear and her fingers slipping over my nipples. I nodded an eager yes, my eyes locked on his cock. I reached forward but she caught my hands in hers.
“No hands, sweetie,” she whispered, her lips kissing my earlobe, “just use that beautiful mouth. ” He stepped forward, as if on cue, and his cock brushed against my nose. I turned my head slightly and bent my neck.

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I heard the first real moan escape his lips as I stuck out my tongue, scooped up the tip of his cock, and pulled it to my lips.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped above me. I parted my lips and sucked him into my mouth. He was soft and thick and meaty for about a second, then the blood that I had been waiting for arrived and he grew rapidly in my mouth. I gasped for air, my jaw stretching to accommodate his full girth. His cock made a popping sound when it sprang from my lips and slapped back against his belly. It stood hard and thick with angry veins bulging along its surface.
“Mmm, I think he likes your mouth, Sweetie,” Lisa giggled behind me. “He’s probably a little bigger than Michael, I guess,” she said, reaching around and grabbing hold of his cock. I nodded yes, licking my lips. “Feel how smooth he is,” she whispered and kissed my neck. Again, I raised my hands, but again, she stopped me, “Just your mouth, Sweetie. ”
I leaned forward and pressed my lips against the fat vein on the underside of his cock. Then I snaked my tongue around the thick base, licking and kissing the smooth skin where hair should have been. I could feel him trembling as I sucked at his sensitive flesh.

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I bent my neck lower and nuzzled my mouth into his soft, fleshy balls, bathing them with my tongue.
“Jesus,” he groaned above me.
“Mmm,” she purred, “He’s definitely liking that. ” I sucked his balls in and out of my mouth, and then licked my way up that fat vein, exploring the full girth of his manhood.
“You like that, don’t you, Sweetie?” she whispered in my ear, “You like my husband’s smooth cock?” I grunted a yes, nodding my head but still keeping my mouth glued to his hot flesh. “Here you go, Baby,” she said, lowering the tip so it pointed straight at me, “Suck his cock. ”
I pressed my lips against the purple cap and pushed them back until the tip was pressing against the back of my throat.
“Oh, Goddamn!” he cried out above me, his fingers tangled in my hair. He guided my warm mouth over his hard cock and I sucked and licked, my jaw stretched wide and my lips tight round his shaft.
“That’s it, Sweetie,” she said, urging me on. Her hand stroked the base of his cock into my hungry mouth and she licked and nibbled at my neck. Then she let go of his cock and I felt her heavy tits press into my back and her hands drift down my sides. He was holding my head steady and slowly fucking my mouth when she tugged at the string on my sweats.
“Lift up, Sweetie,” she whispered. I grabbed his hips for support and I lifted my butt off the edge of the bed.

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She hooked her thumbs under the waistband and I felt my sweats slide down my thighs along with my panties. I had to loosen my grip on his cock with my lips to kick my legs and free myself from the last of my clothing. I giggled and laughed, desperate to get back to his cock.
“Mmm, that’s better, isn’t it?” Lisa purred, pulling me back between her legs. Her soft hands glided over my hips and down my legs before she slid them up between my thighs. One hand traveled on, up over my flat belly until she was holding my tits. The other hand wedged itself between my thighs and found the burning fire of my virgin pussy.
“Oooo,” I moaned around his cock, spreading my legs wider for her. Her fingers tickled my clit and tweaked my nipples. She kissed and sucked at the sensitive skin at my neck and my pulse soared. She didn’t stop me this time when I reached for his cock. I gripped the thick base of his fleshy trunk and pumped him into my mouth.
“Oh fuck, she’s good,” he moaned.

I sucked as much of him into my mouth as I could fit, and then I pulled my lips back and pushed them forward again. I bobbed my head up and down his hard cock, pumping the base with my tiny fist and massaging his heavy balls with my free hand.

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“Fuck, ya!” he gasped above me.
“That’s it, Sweetie, suck his cock,” she purred at my ear, “You’re gonna love his cum. ” Her words at my ear and her hands on my young body spurred me on. He was gripping my head again, fucking my mouth with his hard prick. I relaxed my jaw and bathed his thrusting cock with my soft, wet tongue.
“Aaaaagh!” he cried out. His cock pulsed and swelled between my lips. He held my head tight and with one final thrust of his cock, I felt the scalding blast of cum hit the back of my throat. I clamped my lips around his throbbing shaft. A second blast hit the roof of my mouth and a third spilled out over my tongue. Then he jerked his hips back and the sticky, white cream spit out over my lips and chin. I gasped for air and Lisa pulled me back into her soft breasts, cupping my tits and offering them to her husband as he aimed the final shots of his cum.
“Holy fuck!” he gasped. He pulled me forward by the back of my head and squeezed his last drops of cum onto my tongue. He spread the sticky mess across my lips and cheeks with the tip of his cock and I smiled and looked up at him.

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It was my turn to gasp. My eyes went wide with a stab of terror as I stared up into the lens of his video camera.
“It’s alright, Sweetie,” Lisa whispered to me, massaging his cum into my nipples, “It’s just for our private collection. No one else will ever see it. ” I wanted to protest, but I was covered in cum and Lisa’s fingers were still stroking my pussy. I had tasted his cock, but my body’s desires were nowhere near sated. Lisa seemed to know this.
“You’re a mess, Sweetie, she giggled, “We need to get you cleaned up. ” I could feel his cum hot on my face and dripping from my chin and tips. Warm little rivers were flowing down my belly. “Here,” she whispered, and her tongue darted out and licked his musky cream from my cheek. I looked at her, slightly shocked but far more aroused. I was still nervous about the camera, but all that melted away when she pressed her mouth to mine and I tasted his cum on her soft tongue.
That song, I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It, was suddenly playing in my head. I liked that song and it made me think a lot about what it would be like to kiss a girl, but I could never imagine actually doing it.

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Now I was opening my mouth and sliding my tongue against Lisa’s and it was amazing. Her lips were so full and soft, and her breath tasted like sweet bubble-gum and jizz.
“Mmm,” I moaned into her mouth, no longer paying any attention to the fact that her husband was still standing there with his video camera. She pulled her lips from mine and licked the rest of the cum from my face. Then she twisted and turned and laid me back on the bed. She lowered her body down onto mine, kissing me deeply. My heart pounded in my chest as her heavy tits pressed against mine. Her husband’s cum was still wet on my chest and it acted like a lubricant between our writhing bodies. She was naked and I ran my hands over her ass and back unable to recall when she had pulled off the summer dress.
“Oooo,” I moaned, lying their gasping for breath. Her lips were at my neck, and then they were sucking my tits, licking them clean of her husband’s seed. Her tongue followed the trails of seaman down my belly until I felt her soft kisses pressing into the downy fur covering my sex.
“Mmm,” she moaned, pulling my thighs apart. Her soft hair tickled my thighs and her wet kisses explored between my legs before she finally snaked her tongue into my pink little slit.
I gasped for air and she had to hold my hips down to keep me steady.

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My body was twisting and jerking as if her tongue were electrified. “Oh my God!” I cried, my arms reaching out and pressing against the camper wall for support. I didn’t know which way was up. Lisa’s hungry mouth was clamped down over my pussy, and she seemed to know where every nerve lay, and her tongue was the very definition of pleasure.
I twisted and cried out, and she licked and sucked. I ignored her husband, who was also completely naked now, swirling around us with his camera. All that mattered was my pussy, her tongue, and the rush of ecstasy I was experiencing. I nearly cried when she pulled her mouth away.
“Oh Baby, you have got to taste this little girl’s pussy,” she said to her husband. I lifted myself up on my elbows and watched them trade places. She took the video camera and he dropped to his knees between my spread thighs.
“You don’t mind if my husband licks your pussy, do you, Sweetie?” she asked from behind the camera. I didn’t. I just wanted to feel that sensation again. His lips were not as full or soft as hers, but his tongue was just as talented.

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“Fucking A,” he cried, gripping my thighs and running his tongue up and down my dripping gash. “How’s that thirteen-year-old pussy taste?” Lisa asked her husband. “Fresh,” he called out and she laughed. I simply closed my eyes and let the waves of pleasure wash over me.
The bed shifted and Lisa’s lips were kissing my earlobe. “My husband’s going to fuck your little virgin pussy, Sweetie,” she whispered to me. My eyes flew open and my body tensed. “Here,” she said, “There’s three-thousand dollars here…” She held the wad of cash over my chest and fanned her fingers so the bills fell down like snowflakes. “We were going to buy your parent’s camper today,” she said, licking my ear and pinching my nipple between a hundred, “but we’d much rather buy your cherry. ”
The video camera was sitting on the counter, pointing down at me as I nodded my head. Although I never imagined losing my virginity this way, I think I knew the moment I stepped into the camper with them that I was going to let him fuck me. The money was just an unexpected bonus, but I wasn’t going to tell them that.
Lisa had the camera again and I let her husband pose me, turning me this way and that so she could record my “gorgeous young body. ” He stood behind me cupping my tits and kissing my neck. I held onto his shoulders and bent at the waist, pushing my butt towards the camera while he reached around, gripping my ass and spreading my cheeks.

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Lisa got on her knees, the lens inches from my pussy while he reached between my thighs from behind and wedged his thick fingers into my tiny slit.
He was still hard as a rock, but she wanted me to get him good and wet before he fucked me, so I took him into my mouth and slobbered all over his cock. We climbed onto the big bed at the front of the trailer and he guided me down onto my back, lifting and spreading my knees. He crawled between my open legs and I trembled with fear and anticipation. He slid the tip of his cock up and down my virgin slit, and if his cock had seemed big before, it l looked absolutely gigantic now, next to my naked little slit. But my body was ready and my tiny pussy oozed and covered the head of his fat prick in slick juices.
“Are you ready, Sweetie?” she asked. She was still holding the camera but had climbed up onto the bed next to me. Her free hand roamed over my naked body, down between my legs, teasing my aching clit. I nodded nervously, biting down on my lip.
“You need to tell him, Sweetie,” she said. He was looking down at me with eager eyes. His cock was in his hand and he wiggled the tip at the entrance to my virgin cunt making my pulse jump and my hips squirm.
“I’m ready,” I said, my voice shaking, barely above a whisper.
“Tell him what you want, Sweetie,” she said, grinding her finger down onto my clit.

“I want you to fuck me,” I gasped.
“You want my husband to fuck your little thirteen-year-old virgin pussy?” she asked, flicking my clit again.
“Yes,” I pleaded, “Please fuck me. ”
The camera moved back and forth between my anxious, scrunched up face and his fierce, determined cock. He pried my pink lips apart with the purple skullcap, and my back arched when he sank the thick beast inside me.
“Aaaaagh!” I cried, gripping the sheets. Inch by excruciating inch, he pushed deeper into my young body, stretching, tearing, opening me up. Tears rolled from the corners of my eyes but I wanted more. I spread my legs wider, digging my heels into the small of his back. Slowly, steadily he pushed deeper, filling me up until my entire body felt like it was ready to burst. Then he stopped.
“Oh my fucking God,” he cried out above me, “You have got one tight little pussy, Little Girl. ” He was looking down at me with heavy eyes. I felt Lisa’s fingers sliding over the place where my pussy gripped his cock. I lifted myself onto my elbows and looked down at the spot from which pain and pleasure where radiating through my body.

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There was still about three inches of his cock exposed. My tiny pussy was stretched and bulging. My virginity was gone. I felt a rush of excitement at the sight.
“Fuck me,” I moaned, and he smiled. He pulled his cock back an inch and I cried out, “Aaaagh!” There was blood smeared along his thick shaft. He gripped my thighs and slowly pushed forward again. “Fuck me,” I said again, gasping for breath. He pulled back further, then gently forward. My elbows slid out from under me and I collapsed back onto the bed, arching my back.
“Oh Baby,” he moaned, and he drew his cock back and pushed it forward again. Each stroke was longer, deeper. His rhythm was slow and gentle, like trotting along on a horse, and the sensation was exquisite agony as my body opened up for him.
“Ooooh f-f-fuck!” I cried. His wife moved the camera here and there capturing the moment.

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His rhythm was a steady gallop now, and his hips clapped against my ass. He lifted my knees to his shoulders and my body stretched and my pussy opened wider. The mixture was still pain over pleasure, but the new position definitely favored pleasure. He hunched over me, bending me in half, his hips bouncing and his cock plunging deeper inside me. He kissed my lips and squeezed my tits.
“Do you like having my husband’s cock inside you, Sweetie?” she asked. He was sitting up again and holding the camera. She was bent over me, kissing my tits and rubbing my clit.
“Y-y-yes,” I gasped, breathing heavily. “Ya?” she whispered, moving up to kiss my mouth and lick my lips. I moaned my approval into her open mouth, and she purred looking down into my lust-filled eyes, “Are you ready for some serious fucking then?”
My body started to tremble. He grabbed my leg and pulled it across my body so I twisted on his cock and was forced over on my side. He pressed his weight down onto me and lifted his legs so they were between mine again, but now I was on my belly. His cock still inside me, he lifted my hips and pulled me back until I was on my hands and knees.
“Oh my God!” he moaned, “Look at that little thirteen-year-old ass.

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” His rough hand pressed into the small of my back and I arched my ass up toward him. “Fucking, perfect little globes,” he said, and he squeezed my left cheek while his wife kissed and licked my right. Then his hand moved up my back, gripped my shoulder and pulled me hard, back onto his cock.
“Aaaaagh!” I cried out. I felt my ass tuck firmly into his hips, and my pussy lips finally kissed the base of his prick. He was in as far as he could go.
“Are you ready to fuck, Little Girl?” he growled from behind me. Fear and excitement filled the places his cock couldn’t reach, and I fell forward onto my elbows, pushed my ass back against him, and gripped the sheets in front of me. “Yes!” I cried, “Fuck me!”
And he did. He gripped my shoulders and rammed his cock into me hard and fast. He fucked my little pussy like a man possessed and I took his cock like an addict who only wanted more with every jab of his needle. Harder and faster, he fucked like a machine and the camper rocked and squeaked around us.
I lost track of how long it lasted or how many times I came. It wasn’t long before I was like a ragdoll at his mercy. My cum poured down the insides of my thighs, but he simply gripped my ass and pulled my limp body back for more.

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He finally let out a guttural moan and plowed his cock deep inside my pussy. I felt it swell and burst, gushing inside me, filling me up. I collapsed onto the bed, his heavy body covered in sweat, pressing me into the mattress. His fat cock throbbed inside of my cunt, pulsing and coating my pink walls in hot, white jizz.
“How was that, Little Girl?” he whispered in my ear. He rolled off of me and I rolled onto my back, my eyes closed, a smile stretched across my face.
“I’d say she enjoyed that,” Lisa laughed. I opened my eyes and looked up into the lens of their video camera. “What do you think?” she said, “Do you like fucking?” I smiled even wider and nodded eagerly, stretching my arms lazily over my head. “Mmm, I think we have the makings of a perfect little slut,” she said, grinning from behind the camera.
“That was amazing,” I finally said, stretching and arching and twisting my exhausted naked body out on the bed.
“Oh, were not done yet,” Lisa giggled, and I stopped stretching and smiling.
“Were not?” I asked, a definite note of concern in my voice. Getting fucked by this stranger and his wife was amazing, but I had cum and I was nearly exhausted now. The adrenaline and excitement had lost their edge and I was imagining myself relaxing in a hot bath.

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With my lust sated, it was ready for these strangers to go. What more could they want to do?
“You said your Mom and Dad wouldn’t be home until this afternoon,” she said, smiling, “It’s barely ten o’clock. We’ve got lots of time. ”
“What are we going to do?” I asked, sounding nervous.
“Oh, we’ve got lots of things we can show you,” she said, “and we just want to be sure we get our monies worth. ” She was loading a new tape into the video camera. Her husband was still lying beside me. He picked up a handful of hundreds that were strewn across the bed and held them over me, twisting his fingers so they fell like snowflakes.
“But…” I started, but my words were cut short by a knock on the door. “Oh my God!” I cried, “My Mom and Dad!” My heart actually hurt it was pounding so fast. I was about to be caught naked in my camper with two strangers by my parents. The place reeked of sex. There was no way to cover this up.
“Relax,” James whispered, and he scooped up my breast in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. I watched with wide eyes and gaping jaw as Lisa, stark naked, jumped up, bound happily over to the door, and pulled it open.

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“Hey,” she called out, “You found the place. ”
It was not my parents, but I didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I had never met the man who climbed through the door, though he seemed familiar.
“Ya,” he answered Lisa stepping inside the camper and pulling the door closed behind him, “I couldn’t resist the invite after that text you sent me. ” He was tall, lean and handsome, but even older than James. His hair was gray and he looked to be in his early fifties. He looked around the camper and his eyes came to rest on me. “This must be the young lady from the photo you sent,” he said to Lisa.
“This is Kelsey,” Lisa said, taking the man’s arm and leading him toward the bed. He held out his hand. I hesitated but finally offered him a timid handshake. “My God, you are a beautiful young thing,” he said, smiling and admiring my naked body.
“Kelsey,” Lisa said, beaming with joy, “This is my Dad. ”
For the next three hours I was their fuck toy. Lisa had to wait for her Dad to fuck me before she finally got her turn at a cock, but I was the main attraction for the men.

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If James was fucking me, then her Dad’s cock was in my mouth, and vice versa. Lisa was happy to lap their cum from my body and the men were not shy about sucking each other’s seed from my pussy.
Lisa’s Dad brought his own camera and was anxious to pose me in all his favorite positions. I was his own personal porn star and he recorded me taking his cock from every position possible, then begging for his cum, which he happily deposited into my open mouth.
When he needed a rest, he sat on the edge of the bed, and like a little girl sitting in Santa’s lap, I kissed him while he fingered my pussy and I stroked his cock. We watched his daughter take her turn with her husband, and I purred, “Mmm, yes, Daddy…” in his ear, imitating the sounds Lisa made when she fucked her father.
Lisa did a lot of the directing. She wanted to see her husband fuck me in the tiny shower, so I held my arms over my head and pressed my face and tits against the cool plastic wall, pushing my ass out and taking his cock from behind. She let her Dad work the camera while she sucked his cock.
“Climb up there, Sweetie,” Lisa’s Dad finally said, late in the day while Lisa checked her watch and loaded another tape in the video camera. Her husband was on his back, and I threw a leg over him and straddled his hips. Lisa’s Dad reached between my thighs, gripped his son-in-law’s cock, and guided it to my pussy. I sank down on his hard meat, tired, my body limp. I lay across his chest and thought I might fall asleep with his gentle hands caressing my back and butt. Then I felt the cold sensation pressing between the cheeks of my ass and the tiny finger stabbing at my bumhole.

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“Hold still,” Lisa whispered in my ear, “Just relax. ” I saw the bottle of lube she had pulled from her purse and used liberally throughout the day. It was cold between my cheeks and her finger felt strange against my little pucker. Then she squirted a thick glob of lube onto her father’s cock and massaged it in from tip to balls.
“You’re gonna love this,” she said, and she guided her father’s cock to my hole. “Ungh!” I grunted and hugged James’ shoulders. Her husband’s cock was still throbbing, buried deep inside my cunt. Her Dad’s cock wasn’t as big, but I was sure it would split me in two.
“Ungh!” I cried, clinging to James beneath me. Her Dad was slow and gentle, but persistent. And at last his cock was in my ass. Tears rolled off my cheeks. I raised my self up on my arms, trying to distinguish the pleasure from the pain. My body was sandwiched between the two men. They started shifting and rocking their hips, and their cock started grinding away at my insides.

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“Uuuuuuung,” I moaned, my body on fire. I held tight to James while Lisa’s father gripped my ass and fucked me deeper and faster. His cock pushed me up and down on James’ cock and my juices began to boil with the intense friction.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I gasped with each thrust of his cock into my ass. The pain was far away in the background and I realized that my body was built for pleasure. I pushed my hands into James’ chest and bucked my hips back to meet the cock in my ass, while grinding my cunt down onto the second cock. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” I grunted in rhythm with their duet, and for the final time that day, orgasms rocked my young body, and I felt two hot cocks erupt inside me, filling my ass and pussy until they oozed with sweet, sticky jizz.
Lisa and her husband licked me clean and helped me get dressed. Her dad left first, and then they walked me back to the house. She kissed me softly at the door and said goodbye. I crawled into a hot bath, ignoring the dozen or so text messages on my phone from Lexy wondering where I was. When my parents came home, I was wrapped in a blanket, asleep on the couch. I told them I wasn’t feeling well and my Mom let me eat dinner in front of the TV.
I didn’t tell anyone about that day. It was my secret.

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For the longest time, I didn’t know how I felt about what had happened. I kept the three thousand dollars hidden in my bottom drawer, too afraid to spend it in case someone asked where I got the money. Sometimes, I cried thinking about what they did to me. I wanted it to happen to a point, but then things had gotten out of hand. Other times, I rubbed my clit raw thinking about it and wondered where they were and what they were doing.
It was around Christmas time when I was at the mall helping my Dad pick out presents to give my Mom. He’s terrible at that. We passed the food court when I noticed a bottle-blond woman staring at me from a crowded table. It was Lisa. She whispered something to her husband sitting next to her and he looked up and saw me. There were two girls with them, one about my age, another a little younger. The older girl sat next to her Grandmother. The younger girl was sitting on her Grandpa’s lap.
My face flushed red and I looked away, following my Dad to another store. Three stores later, I saw the girls standing with their Grandmother at a cell phone kiosk.

Lisa, her husband and her Dad were nowhere to be seen. My heart was pounding. What would I do if I ran into them? My Dad was already asking if something was wrong.
We arrived at his favorite sporting goods store, and I knew shopping for my Mom would be on hold while he looked at tents and fishing rods. I played the bored teenager and begged him to let me go look at shoes. He didn’t protest and I agreed to meet him at the front of the store in half-an-hour.
I wandered through the shoe store trying to compose myself, terrified I might bump into them, and worried I might not. Then I saw the bottle-blond hair bobbing around in the department store across the mall. My pulse jumped. I hesitated for a few moments, trying to get my brain to work again. Finally, I crossed the mall and started poking through some skirts on a rack on the other side of the store from where I saw her.
“This would look really cute on you,” said the familiar voice that had haunted my dreams since that day. Lisa was standing beside me, holding a silky blouse up, trying to imagine me in it. “It would go great with that denim skirt,” she said, nodding to the short denim mini clutched in my hand. I was unaware that I was even holding it and had to look at my hand before I could fully register her words.

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“Ya, it would,” I said stupidly, not sure until the words actually left my mouth what I was going to say. I was too nervous to look her in the eye, but she seemed completely at ease.
“You should try them on then,” she said, smiling and handing the blouse to me, “I think there’s some open changing rooms over here. ” She led me away from the busy women’s department to the deserted men’s area. “I think the last stall is open,” she said casually, and stopped to browse through a rack of ties, “I’ll wait for you here. ”
There were two other stalls and I could hear hangers scraping metal hooks, and clothes rustling around in each of them. I stepped into the last stall, pulling the door closed behind me. I pulled my jeans off and my sweater, too. Their was a full length mirror and my tight, young body looked sexy in the black and pink matching bra and panties I got from Victoria’s Secret, but I felt even sexier when I took them off. My fingers were trembling and I struggled to zip up the skirt and button the blouse. I walked barefoot out to meet Lisa.
“Mmm, delicious,” she whispered, pulling me in front of a mirror. A middle-aged sales clerk in a suit and tie appeared, obviously coveting the feminine beauty he rarely encountered in the men’s department. He asked if we needed help and looked extremely disappointed when Lisa said no, though she gave him a little treat when standing behind me at the mirror.
“Yes, I think it looks better on you without the bra,” she loudly exclaimed, and reaching around, she brushed her hands over my breasts.