May had half-waked when she felt the big Winnebago bumping
over rough terrain.  Shortly after this she had been vaguely
aware of her aunt and uncle moving past where they slept to the
back of the trailer, and realized that they must have reached
their destination.  She had just about dozed back off when she
heard her aunt giggle.  She had peeked to see what was going on
and discovered that they were smooching.  Her aunt had on a short
gown and her uncle had on pajamas.  Now as she watched, she saw
Dan sliding his hands all over Sarah's big tits, and then she saw
him pull the strap of her gown down and take hold of her bare
tit.  As she watched, she saw him lower his head to her breast.
With his head in the way, she couldn't be too sure, but she had
the impression that he was kissing her tits.  Dan slid down on
the bed a little, and, as he moved, his crotch came into May's
view.  She almost gasped aloud at what she saw.  His pajama pants
were bulging!  From the way his pants were sticking out, she knew
he had an "erection" as the books on sex called it.  Then she saw
him slide his hand up between Sarah's legs, pulling her gown up
as he did so.  When he reached her crotch, she opened her legs
and May saw him slide his finger right up inside of her pussy!
From the angle she had, she could actually see his finger
disappear through the black hair and go up her slit.  She saw her
aunt reach down and slide her hand inside the waist of Dan's
pajama pants.  From the way Sarah's hand was moving back and
forth, May knew that her aunt was stroking Dan's penis.  She held
her breath as she watched.

 After several minutes, she saw her uncle raise up and slide
over on top of her aunt.  She saw her aunt pushing his pajamas
down, and she almost gasped when his butt came into view.  She
had never seen a man's butt, and she was very excited at getting
to view her uncle's.  She realized that she was "sexually
aroused" as the books called it.  She knew her virgin 13 year old
pussy was wet with juice.  She had played with her pussy enough
to know the excited feeling.

 She saw her aunt pull her legs up, her knees sticking up on
each side of her uncle's thighs.  She knew that they were about
to have sex, or "fuck" as some of her more experienced friends at
school called it.

 May saw her uncle's buttocks tighten as he pushed against
her aunt, and she realized that he must have just put his penis
inside of her vagina.  May almost giggled out loud.  She was
thinking in the terms which she had seen in the books.  Her
friend, Jill, would have said that he just stuck his dick in her
pussy.  As she watched, she saw her uncle's buttocks tighten and
relax as he thrust into his wife and then withdrew.  May lay very
still and watched his butt, looking at the way the muscles
tightened and relaxed as he repeatedly thrust and withdrew,
thrust and withdrew.  Dan was doing it faster now.  His buttocks
were clenching and relaxing at a much faster rate.  She could
hear her aunt sort of moaning and groaning in time with Dan's
thrusts.  It sounded like her aunt was really enjoying what she
was getting.  May saw Sarah's hands slide down over Dan's ass.
Sarah had hold of his butt checks, pulling and pushing,
encouraging him in his thrusts.  Suddenly, she saw her aunt's
legs jerk upward and heard her begin to kind of moan and cry.
She say her uncle shove forward hard and hold tight up against
her.  His buttocks were clenched tightly and she could hear him
gasping and groaning.  She realized that they must be "climaxing"
and that his organ must be shooting his stuff up inside of her.

 After a few moments, they lay still.  May was hoping that
her uncle would raise up and that she would see his dick when he
pulled it out of her aunt, but they just lay there.  May drifted
off to sleep before the couple moved, so she didn't get to see
Dan raise up and slide off of Sarah and pull his pajamas up.

 May was awakened by a hand shaking her shoulder.

 "May, rise and shine," she heard Sarah's voice.  Sleepily,
May rolled over onto her back.  She had been having the most
wonderful dream.  She had been watching her uncle's bare butt,
thrusting and pushing.  But it had been her he was thrusting and
pushing into!

 Looking around, she saw that Sally was sitting up beside
her, rubbing her eyes and Jack was sitting on the side of the
sofa bed on the other side of Sally.  Sarah laughed at them.

 "You guys got a lot more sleep than we did last night, and
we're having to wake you up," she laughed at them.  "Come on,
I've got breakfast ready."  She motioned toward the front of the
vehicle, and May saw that the booth-like table was set with bacon
and eggs.  Dan was putting forks on the table.  The kids didn't
need any more encouragement.  All three of them scrambled off the
bed and headed for the table.

 After breakfast, they all went out together to look around
the camping park.  They were parked in a wooded section near a
river.  There was only one other vehicle in that section of the
park, a big conversion van, parked three campsites away.  There
was a small building next to the conversion van which May guessed
was some sort of bath house.  Their campsite was all the way on
the end of the row, and it had a picnic table and a campfire
circle.

 They walked down the road past the conversion van and when
they rounded a curve in the drive, May saw a swimming pool ahead.
Beyond the swimming pool, there were more campsites, and what
looked like a lodge.  They walked on down to the swimming pool,
and discovered that there was a concession stand alongside it. 
The kids went around to inspect the pool while Dan and Sarah
walked on down to the lodge.

 "Hey, look over there," Jack whispered to the girls.  He was
looking back up the road in the direction of their campsite.  The
girls saw another girl coming down the road.  The new girl was a
cute looking blond, a little on the chubby side.  The thing which
had attracted Jack was her figure.  She had large bouncy tits
which were threatening to fall out of the skimpy halter top which
she was wearing.  Her shorts were so tight that it looked like
she had been poured into them.

 "Jack's hormones are acting up," Sally giggled to May as the
girl approached them.

 "Hi," she said as came up to them.  She looked to be about
15 years old, and was quite pretty in spite of being just a
little heavy.  May and Sally realized that her greeting was
really directed to Jack, but they all responded.  They found that
she was from the conversion van which they had passed on the way
down, and that she was there with her mother and father, who were
still asleep.  Her name was Bunny, and she had been hoping that
someone else her age would show up soon.  Again, she seemed much
more interested in Jack than in the other girls.  They talked to
Bunny until Dan and Sarah came out of the lodge and called them.

 "Bunny's hormones are acting up, too," Sally giggled to May
as they trotted over to where the grownups were waiting.

 "The bath house is available for us to use," Sarah told
them, "so we won't be stuck with the tiny shower in the bus.
"Besides the van we passed, we're the only ones on our side of
the swimming pool right now."

 They looked around the area some more, then they all headed
back for the campsite except Jack, who was over by the pool
talking to Bunny again.

 Dan and Sarah were walking several yards ahead of the girls,
with their arms around each other.

 "I wonder how they are going to manage being in that trailer
with us for a whole week," Sally giggled to May.

 "What do you mean?" May asked.

 "Well, they like to screw a lot," Sally explained.  "Jack
and I hear them going at it almost every night.  I wonder how
they are going to manage with us in the same room with them."

 May giggled and whispered what she had seen the night before
to Sally.  Sally got very excited, wanting to know all the
details.  She was disappointed when May confessed that she had
not seen Dan's prick.

 "You should see it," she whispered.  "It's huge!  Much
bigger than Jack's!"

 "You've seen them?" May asked.

 "Sure," Sally replied.  "Well, I've never seen Dad's hard,
but it's bigger soft than Jack's is when he's got a hardon," she
giggled.

 "You've seen Jack's hard?"  May asked with disbelief.

 "Yeah, and you probably will too, before this week is out,"
she giggled.  "And I'll bet Bunny will see it too, if Jack has
anything to say about it," she laughed.

 When they came up to the bath house, Sally called out to her
parents that they were going to stop there.

 "I've gotta pee," Sally told May.  May was feeling the urge,
too, so the two girls went into the ladies side of the bath
house.  When they got inside, they realized that they could hear
a shower running.  It seemed to be coming from the men's side.
Sally held her finger up to her lips, indicating to May to be
quiet.  May wondered what her cousin was up to.  She followed as
Sally moved silently into the shower area.  She seemed to be
looking at the wall separating the men's and women's areas, then
she grinned and motioned to May to follow her.  She moved right
up to the wall and pointed to two holes in the wall.  She bent
down and peered through one of the holes.  May bent over and
looked through the other hole.  What she saw made her blood boil
up!  There was a naked man in the other side, standing under the
shower.  He was on the other side of the shower from the wall and
had his back to the girls.  May could see his butt, all hairy and
hard looking.  As they watched, he turned around and faced
directly towards the girls!  They could see his prick, hanging
down between his legs.  To May, it seemed huge.  The man, who
looked to be about the same age as Dan, was soaping his stomach.
He slid his hand down to his crotch and began to soap his large
hairy balls.  Then his hand came up and encircled his large
organ, sliding up and down along the length of it, covering it
with soap.  As the girls watched, they saw his prick beginning to
stiffen as his hand slid up and down it.  It got stiffer and
stiffer, rising up until it extended straight out from his
crotch.  May couldn't see as well as she would have liked to,
because of the soap covering it and his hand sliding up and down
on it.  However, she could see the large purple knob, coming into
view each time the man's hand moved down towards the base of the
huge shaft.  After several moments, the man turned back towards
the shower head and began to wash the soap off of his body.  When
he turned back around again, the girls saw that his dick had
softened, and was now pointing out and down, rather than standing
up as it had been.  The man turned back toward the shower head
again, and let the water run over him a few more moments, then he
turned the water off.  He moved out of their view through the
door into the main dressing area.

 Sally quickly moved out of the shower area and began to
search the wall in the main dressing area.  Finally, she spotted
some more peep holes.  The girls found, though, when they looked
through, that the man had finished drying himself off and was
putting his clothes on.  They watched until he had completely
dressed, and they saw him leave the bath house.

 As soon as he had gone, May suddenly realized that she was
becoming desperate to pee.  Evidently, Sally was feeling the same
way, because both girls rushed into the stalls to do their
business.  When May came out, she met Sally coming out of the
next stall.

 "Wow, did you see the size of his dick?"  Sally giggled.

 "Yeah," May replied.  "But how did you know about the knot
holes?"

 "Oh, there are always peep holes between the men's and
women's sides in these places," Sally told her.  "I've peeked
through lots of them."

 "Hey, that means that they can peek at us, too," May
suddenly realized.

 "Oh yeah, I've been peeked at lots of times," Sally told
her.  "I usually give them a good show when I know they're
watching."  May couldn't believe her ears, but the idea sounded
so exciting that she hoped she would get a chance to show herself
off.

 "I'll bet that was Bunny's dad,"  Sally guessed as they
walked back toward the campsite.  They didn't get a chance to
discuss it any further at the moment, though, because Sarah came
out of the vehicle as they approached, and called for them to
hurry and help them set up camp.

 They busied themselves getting folding chairs and other
equipment out of the vehicle and setting up camp.  Jack returned
and joined in the work.  He and Dan hung a large hammock between
two trees while the females arranged the camp furniture around
the entrance to the big camping bus.  May noticed that, for some
reason, Dan seemed to have selected a place to hang the hammock
which was isolated from view.  It was in behind some trees and
bushes, and was visible only from the bus.

 After they had finished arranging the campsite, Sarah
commented that she could use a shower and asked the girls if they
would like to join her.  They got their clothes and towels and
walked down to the bath house.  May was thinking about the holes
in the wall, and she was sure that Sally was thinking the same
thing.  She decided that she was going to watch the holes to see
if she could tell if anyone was watching.

 The three of them quickly undressed and went into the shower
area.  It was one big area, and was not divided into stalls.  May
turned on the shower and began soaping herself, keeping an eye on
the knotholes across the room.  Sally was using the shower head
next to her and Sarah was just beyond Sally.  Sarah was a tall,
well-built woman.  Her tits were large and firm, jutting out
proudly from her chest.  Her stomach was slightly rounded, and
the juncture of her legs was covered with a thick bush of jet
black curls.  Sally, like her mother, was tall, with firm tits
standing up proudly, accented by her flat youthful stomach.
Unlike Sarah, who was a brunette, Sally was a redhead like her
father.  Her auburn curls were matched by a thin covering of rust
colored curls between her legs.  May, being a year younger than
Sally, was not as well endowed.  Her titties were much smaller,
being about the size of oranges, but her nipples were very large
and puffy, about like silver dollars, almost covering her still
developing titties.  Her cunthair below her flat stomach, was
almost nonexistent, being a thin growth of short blonde curls.

 As May lathered her tits, she glanced at the peepholes
again.  She thought she saw a movement behind one of the holes!
Being careful not to appear to be stareing, she looked closer.
Yes!  She was sure she could make out an eye behind one of the
holes!  Someone was watching!  She glanced at Sally.  Sally
looked at her and nodded imperceptibly at the hole.  Yes, Sally
had seen it too.

 May kept her front towards the hole, lathering her titties
and squeezing them, aware that her large nipples were becoming
quite hard.  She glanced at Sally and saw that she was facing
directly toward the peep hole and was washing her pussy, her legs
slightly apart, giving the watcher a look directly between her
legs.  Sarah, beyond Sally, had her back to the peep hole.  She
dropped her soap on the floor and bent over to pick it up, with
her ass pointing straight toward the hole.  May realized that
whoever was watching was getting a perfect look up between
Sarah's legs.  When Sarah straightened up, May saw her glance
toward the far wall.  Well, how about that, Aunt Sarah knew they
were being watched and she was showing off, too.  For several
minutes, all three females continued to wash themselves and
expose themselves to the unseen watcher.  Finally, they turned
off the water and moved to the dressing area.  May sat on a
bench, with her knees straight toward the holes in the wall
across the room.  She saw movement behind a hole and spread her
legs, drying her pussy in full view of the watcher!

 When they were dressed, the three girls casually gathered up
their things and walked out the door into the fresh sunshine.

 When they were alone, May and Sally talked about what had
happened in the shower.  Sally agreed with May that her mother
had been aware of the watcher and had deliverately exposed
herself.  The girls decided that it must have been Bunny's
father, because both Jack and Dan were stretched out on lounge
chairs at the campsite when they got back there.

 After lunch, the kids decided that they wanted to go
swimming.  Dan and Sarah said they would "take a nap" while the
kids were gone.  They got their bathing suits and headed for the
pool.

 "Well, Mom and Dad will be going at it while we are gone,"
Sally said as they walked along together.

 "Yeah," Jack agreed.  "Don't you wish you could see them do
it?"

 "May saw them," Sally told him.  Jack got very excited and
wanted to know about it.  At their insistence, May recounted
everything she had seen in the darkened trailer.  She saw Jack's
pants bulging as she told the story.  Sally saw it too.

 "Jack," she giggled.  "You had better cool off before we get
to the pool, or they might not let you in."

 Jack just grinned and reached down and pushed his bulging
lump down.

 The girls went into the girls side of the dressing room and
changed into their swimming suits.  When they emerged from the
dressing room, they found Jack already in the pool.  They both
jumped into the water and soon were splashing and playing in the
water.  There was no one else in at the time, so they had the
pool all to themselves.  They were chasing each other around,
splashing and dunking each other.  May and Sally had teamed up on
Jack and had succeeded in dunking him twice.  When he came up the
second time, he reached for Sally, but she got away.  Suddenly
turning on May, he grabbed her around the waist and fell
backwards, taking them both underwater.  When they surfaced,
laughing and blowing water, May was aware that Jack still had his
arms around her waist.  He pulled her back against him.  She
suddenly became very aware of something pressing against her
butt.  She realized that he had a hardon.  She could feel it
pushing against her.  He slid one hand up, under the water and
she suddenly felt his hand close on her left tit through her
bathing suit.

 "Jack," she giggled.  Sally came back up beside them.  She
saw Jack's hand on May's tit under the surface of the water.

 "Copping a feel, Jack?" she asked.

 "Sure," he replied, giving May's tit a squeeze.

 "Better not let your girlfriend see you doing that," Sally
told him, nodding toward the end of the pool.  Bunny had just
emerged from the dressing room door, dressed in the most skimpy
bikini that May had ever seen.  Jack's hand immediately left
May's tit and he swam off toward the end of the pool toward
Bunny.

 "Too bad she showed up right then," Sally said.  "I think
things were about to get really interesting.  Did he have a
hardon?"

 "Yeah, I could feel it up against my butt," May told her.

 "Well, we'll get some action from him, but I think we're
going to have to share him with Bunny," Sally observed.

 The two girls got out of the water and got cokes from a
machine and sat down at a round table by the pool.  They sat and
watched Jack and Bunny wrestling around in the water.  May could
see that Jack had a big hardon when he surfaced once and rolled
momentarily onto his back.  May also saw that Bunny didn't miss
the show he had given for her.  The two kids in the water
continued to splash and wrestle around for a while, then they
moved up to the side of the pool next to where the girls were
sitting.  Bunnie was up against the side of the pool, and Jack
was against her back.  Both girls knew that he was rubbing his
hardon up against her ass.  She pretended to be talking to Sally
and May, but the girls could tell that she was having a hard time
concentrating on the conversation.

 Finally, Sally suggested to May that they get out and go
explore the rest of the camp.  May agreed and Jack and Bunny
didn't seem to be sorry to see them go.

 They went into the dressing room and got their clothes.
Sally suggested, with a twinle in her eye, that they go to the
bath house to change back into their clothes.

 As soon as the girls entered the bath house, they checked
out the peep holes.  They were disappointed to find that the
other side was not occupied at the moment.  They then proceeded
to get dressed.  May was wearing a shortsleeved blouse and blue
jeans over her bra and panties, and Sally was wearing a
sleeveless blouse and short shorts over bikini panties with no
bra.  They had just finished dressing when Sally suddenly held
her finger to her lips.  They listened and heard whispers coming
through the wall.  They went into the shower area and discovered
that the sound was coming from behind the bath house.

 "It's Jack and Bunny," Sally whispered in May's ear.  "Let's
sneak around and see what they are doing."

 The girls went out the door and make their way around behind
the bath house, cirling back through the woods to come up behind
the building.  Peeking through some bushes, they saw Jack and
Bunny right up against the bath house.  Bunny was leaning with
her back up against the wall and Jack was in front of her.  He
was kissing her and he had one strap of her suit top down.  He
had her big tit in his hand, pressing and rolling it around while
he kissed her.  Then he bent down and took her nipple in his
mouth and started sucking on it.  From their vantage point, the
girls could see that the front of Jack's bathing suit was bulging
almost to the point of bursting.

 As Jack sucked Bunny's tit, he began to slide one hand down
over her stomach.  When he reached the top of her bikini bottoms
he slid his hand inside and straight down between her legs.  Even
though the material of her suit was in the way, the girls could
see that he was sliding his finger around in her slit.  Then his
hand moved even deeper down in her suit.

 "He's got his finger up her pussy," Sally whispered to May.
Sure enough, that is exactly where Jack's finger was.  He was
sliding it slowly in and out of her pussy, his hand moving in her
bikini as he fingered her.  While he was doing that to her, she
reached down and began to squeeze his dick through his bathing
suit.  She slid her hand up to the top of his suit and was just
about to put her hand down the front of his suit when a voice
began calling Bunny's name.  It was a woman's voice, obviously
Bunny's mom, and it was coming from the direction of the
conversion van.  Bunny jumped and reached down and pulled Jack's
hand out of her bikini.  She quickly pulled her strap up and
disappeared around the side of the bath house toward the women's
entrance, so that it would appear that she was coming from the
women's side of the bath house when she emerged into view.

 Jack was standing there looking very forlorn.  Sally giggled
and grabbed May's hand and emerged from their hiding place.  "Too
bad," she told Jack.  "You were just about to score."

 Jack jumped.  "You were spying on me."

 "Aw, you know you don't care," Sally said coming up beside
him.

 Jack laughed.  "Of all the dumb luck, her mother would have
to call her right then."

 "Yeah, left you with a big hardon, didn't she,"  Sally
laughed at him.  Then she and May turned and went around the side
of the bath house, leaving him standing there.

 When they got back to the campsite, they found Dan and Sarah
stretched out in a couple of the lounge chairs.  Jack came into
camp a few minutes later.  Sarah asked if they had enjoyed their
swim, but did not ask why they had come back separately.

 After supper, they all sat around the table in the front of
the vehicle and played cards until about 10 o'clock.  Sarah told
them that she and Dan were going to a late night party at the
lodge.  They said they thought they would go to bed, since it had
been a long day.

 Sarah suggested to Jack that he get ready for bed in the
small bathroom in the vehicle, out of deference to May's modesty.

 "At least until she gets used to us," Sarah told him.
"After all, she isn't used to our casual ways.  I hope you don't
mind the three of you sleeping in one bed," she told May, "but
Jack will be on the other side of Sally from you."

 "I'm not as shy as Mother may have led you to believe,
Sarah," May told her aunt.

 Jack went into the little bathroom, and Dan went back into
the back bedroom.  The girls quickly shed their clothes and put
on their sleep wear, Sally wearing a babydoll pajama set and May
putting on a gown and matching panties.  When Jack came out of
the bathroom, he had on a pair of pajama bottoms with no shirt.
The three kids piled up in bed, with Sally in the middle, and
Sarah and Dan left for the party.

 The kids lay quietly for several minutes.  Finally, Sally
broke the silence.

 "Jack, I'm surprised you aren't slipping out to see Bunny,"
she said.

 "She had to go into town with her folks to visit somebody
tonight," he said.

 "You almost got her this afternoon,"  Sally grinned at him.

 "Yeah, a few more minutes," Jack said wistfully.

 "I noticed you were pretty interested in May's titties until
Bunny showed up at the pool," Sally continued.

 Jack was raised up on one elbow, looking across his sister
at May.  "Yeah, you've got nice tits, May," he told her.

 Both girls laughed.  Sally pointed down at Jack's bulging
pajamas.  "Why don't you show her that and maybe she'll show you
her tits," Sally suggested.

 "How about it, May?" asked Jack.  "Will you show me your
tits if I show you my dick?"

 May looked at the bulging pajama pants.  "I guess so," she
replied.

 Jack reached down and unsnapped his pajama pants.  He opened
them wide and his dick popped out into the open, sticking
straight up toward his belly button.  Quickly, he stripped the
pants down off of his feet and kicked them off onto the floor.

 "Wow," breathed May, staring at his dick.  She could see the
veins bulging in the shaft with the swollen purplish-red knob on
the end.  Jack reached down and wrapped his fingers around the
shaft, slowly sliding his hand up and down along the shaft.

 "Now, show me your tits," he said.

 "Sally has got to show hers, too," May said.

 "Sure," Sally said taking hold of her pajama top and pulling
it off over her head with one smoothe movement.  "Now, your
turn."

 May got up on her knees and took the bottom of her gown in
her hands.  Slowly, she pulled it up and pulled it off over her
head.

 "Wow, May, they're beautiful," Jack said, stareing at her.
May blushed hotly.  "You're both beautiful," Jack said, looking
at his sister.  "Now show me your pussies."

 Sally lay back on her back and slowly pushed her panties
down.  When she had them all the way off, she spread her legs and
reached down and used her fingers to pull her pussy wide open,
revealing the pink folds inside.  Jack's fist was sliding up and
down his dick with a regular rhythym, stroking up and down as he
looked at his sister's pussy.

 "Now, show him yours," Sally told May.

 May lay down on her back and reached down to take hold of
her panties.

 "Let me do it," Jack said.  He crawled over the prone Sally,
his dick bobbling up and down as he moved.  He knelt on his knees
beside May and took hold of the waistband of her bikini panties.
Slowly, he began pulling them down.  He gasped as her pussy came
into view.  Then he pulled the panties all the way down and off
over her feet.  He sat back on his heels, looking down at his
pretty cousin's pussy.  Then he stretched out on his side between
the two girls, propping himself up on one elbow, looking at May.
Sally raised up and looked down at Jack's dick.

 "Why don't you jack off for us?" she suggested.

 "OK, if both of you will finger yourselves for me," he said.

 "Sure, we'll do that, won't we, May?" Sally agreed.

 "Yeah, I guess so," May said.  "You go first," she suggested
to Sally.

 "OK," Sally agreed.  She flopped down on her back and spread
her legs.  The other two kids raised up so they could see, and
Sally began stroking her pussy with her fingertip.  She slowly
began to let the tip of her finger delve down into her crack,
tickling her hard clitoris.  Then, she used her fingers to pull
her pussy wide open, showing the juicy pink interior.  Then,
using the forefinger of one hand to rub her clit, she slid the
other hand down and began to slide the fingertip down into her
cunthole.  Stroking and fingering, she began to get more and more
excited, playing with herself while the other two watched.  Then,
suddenly, she became very red in the face, and climaxed, arching
her back and shoving her finger all the way up into her pussy.
Finally, she lay back, breathing hard.

 "Now, you do it, Jack," May said.

 "You first," Jack said.

 "No, you do it, then I'll do it," May said.

 Jack slid off of the bed and stood at the foot of the bed
facing the girls.  They lay on their stomachs and watched as his
hand began to slide up and down his hard dick.  Faster and faster
his fist pumped on his dick, until he was nearly jacking himself
into a frenzy.  The girls watched with mounting excitement, as
they waited for the eruption.  They didn't have long to wait.
Suddenly, Jack thrust forward, his dick sticking out through his
grasping fist.  It was almost like his dick had erupted, a huge
glob of white stuff shooting out the end and landing on the bed.
Jack groaned as another spurt shot out, landing just short of
where the first had hit.  Spurt after spurt shot out, flying
through the air.  Finally, the spurts turned to a drible and
stopped.

 Sally jumped off of the bed and grabbed a towel, handing it
to Jack.  He wiped his hand and dick off, then wiped up the
puddling come from the bed.

 "Now, May, its your turn," Jack said.  May lay back on the
bed and spread her legs wide.  Jack stood at the end of the bed,
looking right up between her legs while Sally lay beside her,
watching intently.

 May slid her hands down between her legs and slowly pulled
her pussy open for them to see.  She was feeling very excited,
and she knew that her pussy was already wet.  Blushing, partly
from embarassment, partly from excitement, she began to rub her
clitty.  Slowly sliding her fingertip over the protruding little
nubbing, she began to slide the other hand down farther into her
slit, letting the tip of her finger swirl around in the tight
opening to her cunt hole.  Slowly, she began to slide her middle
finger up into her hole.  When it was about half way in, she
began to slide it in and out, fingering herself while she
continued to tickle and rub her clit with the finger of the other
hand.  Looking down the length of her body, she saw Jack stooping
down and looking directly up between her legs.  He raised up and
she realized that his dick was rock hard again.  Suddenly, he
crawled onto the bed between her legs.

 Jack slowly slid his hands up the inside of May's thighs.
When he reached her pussy, he used his fingers to hold her pussy
lips wide open while he watched her fingers work on her own
pussy.

 "Why don't you do it for her?" Sally asked him.  In
response, Jack slid one finger down to where May's finger was
sliding in and out of her pussy.  She pulled her finger out and
he gently and slowly slid his own finger up into her hole.  She
gasped as she felt it slowly going all the way up into her cunt.
No one else had ever had a finger in her, and having Jack doing
this to her was much better than doing it herself.  Jack began to
slowly slide his finger in and out of her.  He used the tip of
the forefinger of his other hand to rub her clit.  He gently
rolled the little button back and forth as he fingered her.  May
began to feel the rising excitement which she knew meant that she
was about to come.  Suddenly, gasping for breath, she thrust her
hips upwards toward the thrusting finger and began to jerk,
gyrating her hips wildly on his thrusting finger.  She was
coming!  Bigger and better than she had ever come before.

 Finally, May lay still.  Jack pulled his finger out of her
juicy pussy and looked down at her.  "May, you are beautiful," he
told her.  She smiled at him.  Looking down, she saw that his
dick was still sticking up, hard as it could be.

 Suddenly, Jack lowered himself down on top of her.  She
could feel his stomach against her stomach, his chest pressed
against her tits.  She felt his lips contact her lips, his tongue
coming in between her lips.  Then she felt his dick come up
between her legs, the end sliding right into her juicy slit.

 "No, Jack," she suddenly gasped, pushing against him.  He
began raising up and down, trying to find her cunt hole with the
end of his dick.

 "No," she said again, almost in a panic.  Sally grabbed her
brother by the shoulders and began pulling on him, trying to pull
him off of her.

 "Jack, stop it," Sally was telling him.  Seeming to come to
his senses, Jack suddenly raised up and rolled off of his cousin.
He looked over at her, the disappointment showing in his eyes.

 "Jack, I've never done it," May told him.

 "Neither have I," Sally said.  "Jack, you can't do it to her
if she doesn't want to," she told him.

 "I know it," he said.  "May, I'm sorry.  All of a sudden, I
just wanted so badly to fuck you."

 "I know," she told him.  "I wanted to do it too, but I was
scared.  Maybe we'll do it some other time."

 "Wow, I hope you'll let me watch if you do," Sally said.

 "Let me do it to you," Jack said, half playfully and half
seriously.

 "UhUh," she replied.  "You've tried before, and I've told
you that I feel funny about letting my brother fuck me.  Besides,
I'm a little scared too."

 "Well, let me finger you," he said sliding his hand up
between her legs.  Sally giggled and rolled onto her back,
spreading her legs so he could get to her.  May raised up and
looked over his body, watching his finger slide in and out of
Sally's pussy.

 Looking down, May saw his dick sticking straight out in
front of him.  She reached down and boldly grasped it in her
fist.  Jack grunted as she began to slide her hand up and down
the length of the hard shaft.

 Sally raised her head and looked down, seeing what was going
on.  "Oh, yeah, you do him while he does me," she told May.  May
continued to slowly jack on Jack's dick.  She delighted in the
feel of it in her hand.  She couldn't believe how the outer skin
slid up and down on the shaft as she pumped it up and down.  And
when her hand went all the way out to the end, she marvelled at
the velvetty smoothness of the big red knob.  Juice was flowing
out of the slit in the end and running down over her hand,
lubricating the shaft as it slipped back and forth in her fist.

 Looking over at Sally, May saw that she was getting red in
the face, huffing and puffing through her nostrils.  Jack's
finger was sliding in and out of her pussy, pumping in a pool of
pussy juice.  Jack was beginning to thrust his dick through May's
pumping fist, now.  He was contributing as much to the jacking
off as she was.

 Suddenly, Sally let out a little shreik and grabbed Jack's
hand.  She shoved on it, driving his finger all the way up in her
pussy and holding it there.  She was coming.

 And Jack was right behind her.  With a sudden thrust that
nearly jerked his dick out of May's hand, he began shooting off.
Spurt after spurt of white cum shot from his dick, splattering
against Sally's hip, as May continued to slide her hand up and
down the slippery shaft.  Finally, it quit spurting.  May looked
down at the juice running down all over her hand.  She was amazed
at how swarm and slippery it was.

 Jack pulled his finger out of Sally's pussy and reached for
the towel.  May released his dick and watched him wipe the juice
off of Sally's hip and then wipe his dick off.  Then, turning
toward her, he took her hand and wiped it off with the towel.  He
grinned at her and she smiled back.

 "Hey, we better get our clothes back on," Sally said.  "Mom
and Dad may be back any time."  Realizing that they were all
three lying there naked and that Dan and Sarah might walk in the
door at any time, the three youngsters quickly scrambled back
into their night clothes.  They turned on the TV set and lay and
watched TV with Jack between May and Sally.  The girls nestled up
against him and they all watched TV until they fell asleep, which
wasn't long in the satisfied state which they found themselves
in.  When Dan and Sarah came in, they found them snoring
peacefully with the TV still going.  Sarah went over and turned
the TV off, then stopped and looked down at the sleeping youths.
Her brow went up, a puzzled look on her face when she realized
that Jack was sleeping between the two girls.  Then, as she moved
around the foot of the bed, she noticed the towel lying on the
floor at the foot of the bed.  When she picked it up she noticed
that it was stiff in places.  She examined it and then a broad
smile went over her face as she recognized feel of dried cum on
the cloth.  She stood a few moments and looked down at the kids,
wondering just how far they were going.  She was somewhat
surprised at her reaction.  Jack might be screwing his cousin.
She then suddenly realized that if he had, he had done it in
front of his sister.  Then she realized that he might have
screwed Sally, too.  Sarah was surprised at how excited that
prospect made her feel.

 The kids spent most of the next morning at the swimming
pool.  Bunny had evidently not come back yet, because she had not
put in an appearance.  They didn't get to do anything of a sexual
nature while they were at the pool because Dan and Sarah were
there also.

 Sarah had told Dan about her suspicions from observing the
towel and she had been surprised at his reaction.  His response
had been one of "Do you really think they are messing around?
Hey, maybe we could watch them?"  They had decided that they
would keep their eyes open for anything going on.

 About noon, Bunny and her parents returned to camp.  When
they were all walking back to the campsite, the big conversion
van pulled in just as they were passing the parking place it had
occupied.  Bunny jumped out and called to them, so the three kids
stopped to talk to her.  The girls didn't hang around long,
because it was evident that her attention was directed to Jack.

 When they got back to camp, Sarah asked them where Jack was
and when they said he was with Bunny, she just smiled.  When Jack
got back, Sally asked him if he had made a date to see her and he
told them that he was meeting her behind the bath house again
after lunch.

 Jack ate quickly and made his exit as soon as possible.
Sally suggested to May that they spy on him again, so the girls
slipped off as soon after Jack left as they could.  Sarah saw
them go into the woods in behind the campsite, as she noticed
that they turned toward the bath house before they were
completely out of site.

 "I wonder what they are up to," she wondered to herself.
Dan was stretched out in the hammock, so she decided to follow
them.

 May and Sally made their way through the bushes behind the
bath house as quietly as they could.  When they reached the same
vantage point they had enjoyed the day before, they peeked out of
the bushes.  They were delighted with what they saw.

 Jack and Bunny were up against the back of the bath house
again.  Jack had Bunny's blouse unbuttoned.  She wasn't wearing a
bra and he both hands full of her big tits.  His jeans were
bulging so that it looked like the zipper would split.  As they
watched, Jack bent down and took a large nipple in his mouth and
started sucking.  It was obvious that Bunny liked what he was
doing.

 Sarah almost came up on the girls before she realized it.
If they hadn't been so intent on looking through the bushes at
something, they would have seen her.  She backed up a little and
made a slight circle so she could see what they were watching.
Pushing the bushes apart silently, she peered out.  She almost
gasped at what she saw.  Jack was sucking Bunny's big tits and he
had his hand between her legs feeling her pussy through her
shorts.  As Sarah watched, she saw Bunny reach down and squeeze
Jack's bulging crotch through his jeans.

 Jack let Bunny's tit slip out of his mouth and stood up.  He
reached down and unzipped Bunny's shorts, then pushed them down
over her hips.  She wasn't wearing any panties, either.  She had
really come dressed for action.  She quickly stepped out of the
shorts and then knelt in front of Jack.  She unfastened his pants
and tugged them down to his knees.  She immediately pulled his
shorts down as well and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing
dick.  She slid her hand up and down the length of it a couple of
times, then stuck out her tongue and licked it right on the end!

 May and Sally gasped when they saw Bunny lick Jack's prick
and then take the end of it in her mouth and start sucking on it.
Jack looked like he was in heaven.  He was leaning back against
the side of the bath house thrusting his hips at Bunny's mouth.

 Sarah had a clear view of her son's dick sliding in and out
of Bunny's lips.  She was amazed at the size of his organ.
"Takes after his daddy," she thought to herself.

 Jack knew he couldn't last long with Bunny's mouth sucking
hungrily at his prick.  Suddenly, he knew he couldn't last at
all.  He let out a gutteral grunt as his cock suddenly exploded
in her mouth.

 May and Sally could tell that Jack was coming in Bunny's
mouth.  They could even see her throat working as she swallowed
the powerful spurts which he was shooting in her mouth.  When he
finished coming, she licked his dick clean and stood up.

 She whispered something to him and leaned back against the
side of the bath house.  Jack knelt between her legs, his jeans
and shorts down around his ankles now.  He used his fingers to
open her pussy wide and then began to lick up and down in her
slit.

 "The little rascal is going to eat her," Sarah thought to
herself.  Sure enough, Jack was doing exactly that.  Sarah could
see his head working as he tongued and licked the juicy pussy in
front of him.  Bunny must have been pretty hot, because he didn't
have long to work on her before she grabbed his head and shoved
it hard up between her legs.  She almost suffocated him, holding
him prisoner there between her legs while she came.

 When she finally released him, he reached up and pulled her
down beside him.  His dick was pointing straight up again.  Jack
pushed Bunny down on her back and crawled over her.  From her
hiding place, Sarah could look straight up between their legs.
She saw Bunny pull her legs up and spread them wide.  She saw
Bunny's hand come down and grab the hard dick and guide it to the
juicy hole between her legs.  She saw Jack lunge forward and sink
the full length of his prick straight up her cunt hole.  He held
it there for a moment and then began to fuck her.

 May and Sally could see Jack's dick appear and disappear
beneath Bunny's pulled up leg as he fucked her.  As they watched,
they saw her reach down and grab him by the ass, urging him on.
He didn't really need any urging, however, as he was
enthusiastically fucking her.  Harder and harder, faster and
faster, he screwed her.  Suddenly, she began to gasp and whine,
and then Jack let out a series of grunts and buried his dick up
to the balls in her as he shot his wad up her pussy.  She was
obviously coming too, as she held on tightly to his ass.
Finally, Jack raised up and pulled it out of her.

 Sarah could see her pussy gaping open when Jack's dick slid
out.  She saw a big glob of cum slide right out of the girl's
pussy.  Jack stood up and pulled his shorts and pants up.  Bunny
put her shorts back on and buttoned her blouse.  Jack kissed her
on the lips, then took her by the hand and led her away around
the side of the bath house.

 Sarah stayed very still, as she watched the girls come out
of the bushes and go up to the spot where the fucking had taken
place.  They looked around and giggled as they talked to each
other about what they had seen.  She heard Sally say to May,
"Boy, after watching that, I can hardly wait to have it done to
me.  I really want to lose my cherry!"

 "Me, too," May agreed with her.

 "Are you going to let Jack do it to you?" Sally asked her
cousin.

 "I don't know, probably," May replied.  "I think I would
like to try what he and Bunny did with their mouths first,
though."

 "Yea, me too," Sally replied.  "Playing with him and letting
him play with us is fun, but I think it's time to do a little
more."

 May nodded in agreement as the girls made their way off
through the woods.

 Sarah knew that the conversation she had heard meant that
Jack was not fucking his cousin or his sister, but it also meant
that the girls were ready and that it would probably happen soon!
She suddenly realized that she was desperately needing to piss.
She made her way around to the front of the bath house.
Suddenly, on an impulse, she went over the the entrance to the
men's side.  She listened silently.  She didn't hear anything.
She looked around.  There was no one in sight.  She looked around
the entrance into the inside of the bath house.  There was no one
inside.  She had always wanted to pee in the men's room!  She
decided to take a chance!

 As May and Sally made their way through the woods, May
suddenly realized that she needed to pee.  She told Sally to go
on without her and she turned back toward the bath house.

 Inside the men's room, Sarah was perched on the pot with her
shorts and panties down around her ankles.  She spread her legs
and released her bladder, causing the water in the pot to sing
with the stream of piss she cut loose in it.  Shen she finished,
she wiped her pussy and reached for her clothes bunched at her
ankles.  Suddenly, she became aware that someone was watching
her!  Bunny's father was standing just inside the door, looking
at her.  He didn't say a word, he just walked slowly toward her.
Her eyes were drawn to the huge bulge between his legs.  She sat
still until he stood in front of her.  He extended his hand to
her and she took it.  He pulled her to a standing position and
immediately kissed her.

 There she stood, with her shorts and panties still down
around her ankles, being kissed by a man she had never really met
before.  Sarah could't believe it.  This was more like one of her
wild fantasies than reality.  She felt his hands close on her
breasts, cupping them and feeling them through her blouse.  She
wasn't wearing a bra, and she knew that he could feel her nipples
hardening through the material of the blouse.

 Finally, his lips left hers and he unbuttoned her blouse.
He pulled it wide open, exposing her beautiful breasts to his
view.  She knew that he had seen them before, through the
knothole in the wall.  She moaned as his hands closed on her
boobs, palming and rolling them on her chest.  She felt his hand
slide down over her belly, straight down between her legs.  His
finger slipped down into her crack, finding her clit.  She moaned
as he rubbed her clit, then slid his finger farther down and up
into her cunt hole.  Her pussy was creaming around the invading
finger.

 May had entered the other side of the bath house.  She was
about to pull her shorts down to pee when she heard a moan
through the wall.  Her need was immediately forgotten!  She moved
quickly to a knothole and looked through.  She couldn't believe
her eyes.  There was her aunt, standing kind of spraddle legged
with Bunny's father's finger up her pussy!  As May watched, she
saw Sarah reach down and unfasten the man's pants, pushing them
down.

 Like father, like daughter, Sarah thought to herself as she
found that he didn't have on any underwear.  She wrapped her
fingers around the huge dick standing straight up in front of his
belly.  Slowly, she slid her hand up and down along the length of
it, naturally timing her strokes with the strokes of his finger
in her pussy.

 He stepped back, reaching down and freeing his feet from his
pants.  Then he gently turned her around so that she had her back
to him.  She stepped out of her shorts and panties and leaned
over, bracing her hands on the toilet tank.  He moved in close
behind her, taking hold of her hips.  Sarah spread her legs and
reached back between them and took hold of the mighty weapon
pointing at her.  She guided it straight to it's target and
gasped in pleasure as he sank the full length up in her pussy
with one thrust.

 May was watching excitedly, as she saw the man starting to
screw her aunt.  From her position, she could actually see his
dick going in and out of her, because the knot hole through which
she was looking was low and they were facing directly away from
her and really quite close to her.

 Sarah couldn't believe she was doing this.  Here she was,
leaning over a commode with a stranger's dick sliding in and out
of her pussy!  And it felt soooo gooooood!  He was really balling
her now.  His hard thrusts were shaking her all over.  From her
position, May could see her aunt's tits shaking as the man rammed
her.  Sarah could feel the climax coming.  Then suddenly, she was
there!  And so was he!  She could feel him spurting in her as he
grunted in her ear.

 May watched the man pull out of his aunt then help her to
straighten up.  Then he moved up to the toilet and stood right
there and started to piss.  She heard her aunt giggle and saw her
reach down and take hold of his prick and aim it.  When he
finished peeing, she saw her aunt shake it and then give it a
little pat.

 When the couple in the other room had dressed and left, May
quickly relieved her bladder and headed back to camp.  When she
got there, she found Sarah stretched out on a lounge chair
looking like she was totally relaxed.  Dan was asleep in the
hammock and Jack and Sally were sitting on the couch (folded up
durin the daytime) in the vehicle watching tv.  When she came in,
she found that Sally had told Jack that they had watched him and
Bunny.

 "Say, what took you so long to get back from the bath
house?" Sally asked her.

 May hesitated, then told them about seeing Bunny's dad screw
Sarah.  Jack and Sally couldn't believe their ears.

 "Wow, I knew Mom was hot to trot, but I thought it was only
for Dad," Jack said.

 "Well, why shouldn't she want it?" Sally said.  "After all,
you want to get in every girl's pants that you meet."

 "Oh, I think it's fantastic," Jack said.

 "Yeah, so I see," Sally replied, looking at his bulging
crotch.  "And so soon after Bunny, too."  Jack laughed and
reached down and rubbed his hardon through his pants.

 The kids quickly quieted down when they heard someone at the
door.  Dan came in and flopped down beside them to watch tv so
they didn't get to talk about it anymore.

 A little while later, Sarah came into the vehicle.

 "Dan, we told that lady on the other side of the park that
we would bring Sally down to look at her doll collection this
afternoon," she reminded her husband.

 "Oh, yeah," Dan groaned.

 Sarah explained to Sally that they had met a lady with some
rag dolls for sale.  Sally collected them and was eager to go to
see them.

 "Do you want to go, May?" she asked.

 "Uh, I don't think so, if you don't mind," May replied.

 "We'll be back in about an hour," Sarah told Jack and May.
"When Sally gets to looking at rag dolls, we have a hard time
getting her to leave."

 The three of them left and May was alone in the bus with
Jack.  They sat there for a few minutes watching TV.  Then,
suddenly, Jack slid over next to May and put his arm around her
shoulder.  May looked at him and smiled.  Jack leaned over and
kissed her right on the lips.

 May liked the feeling of Jack's lips on hers.  They were
soft and warm and it did something to her.  Jack continued to
kiss her, opening his mouth and slipping his tongue between her
lips.  She extended the tip of her tongue and flicked his tongue
with hers.

 The two kids continued to kiss, openmouthed and hard.  As
they kissed, both of them began to gasp for breath.  Finally,
their lips parted and they looked at each other.

 "Wow," May exclained.

 "Did you like that?" Jack asked.

 "Ummmhmmm," May replied, leaning forward for him to kiss her
again.  Their lips began to work against each other, their
tongues twisting and licking at each other.  May wrapped both
arms around Jack's neck as he kissed her.  She felt his hand
sliding up her side and then around between them.  He had his
hand on her tit through her blouse!  She purred in his mouth as
he began to palm and feel her little tittie.

 After a few moments of this, May felt his fingers fumbling
with the buttons of her blouse.  She giggled and brought her
hands away from around his neck to help him unbutton her blouse.
He pulled it wide open and reached up and pulled both bra straps
down!  She gasped as his hands closed on both bare titties.  He
kissed her lips again, then began to kiss his way down her neck
and down onto her front.  Slowly, he kissed his way down to her
budding breasts.  When he reached her right breast with his lips,
he kissed his way around the small tit and then moved up to the
swollen nipple.  May gasped loudly when his lips closed on her
nipple and he began to suck on it.  She cradled his head in her
arms as he nursed at her budding breast.

 Moving back and forth from one breast to the other, Jack was
working May up into a real stew.  He slid his hand down over her
hip to her leg.  He slipped his hand between her knees, and began
to move his hand back up the inside of her thigh.

 May felt the warm hand sliding up her leg and she knew he
was headed for her pussy.  When he reached her crotch, she gasped
when he slid his hand over and palmed her pussy through her
shorts.  He rubbed his hand up and down on her pussy through her
shorts for a few moments, then he began to try to get his finger
inside the tight leg of her shorts.

 "Jack, wouldn't it be easier if you just took them off?" she
whispered in his ear.

 Jack didn't waste any time complying with her suggestion.
He quickly unzipped them and pulled them down over her legs and
off as she raised up to help him.  He then slid his hand back up
between her legs and felt her pussy through her bikini panties.
He could feel the heat through the thin material, and the
moisture seeping through them.  He hooked a finger under the leg
and pulled the crotch to the side.  He palmed her bare pussy,
then slipped a finger into the top of her crack.  She groaned as
his finger found her clit.

 Jack looked down at the beautiful sight.  His finger was
slowly sliding deeper and deeper into the juicy little slit.  The
thin blonde curls hid none of her slit from his view.  Slowly, he
inched his finger deeper into her slit until he was twirling his
fingertip in the entrance to her pussy.  He was amazed at the
juice!  Boy was she hot!

 May suddenly raised up and grasped the top of her panties.
Lifting her ass, she quickly peeled them down and off.  Jack
immediately slid his finger back up into her pussy when she
spread her legs for him to get to her.  Slowly, he pumped his
finger in and out of her.

 May couldn't believe how good it felt.  But she wanted to
sample some of the other things she had observed today.

 "Jack, why don't you kiss my pussy like you kissed Bunny's?"
she whispered to him.

 Jack didn't hesitate.  He slid to the floor and knelt in
front of her.  She pulled her legs up and spread them wide,
propping her heels on the edge of the sofa as she leaned back.
Jack kissed his way up the inside of her thighs.  When he reached
her pussy, he flicked his tongue out and licked the end of her
hard little clittie.  She gasped and jerked every time he licked
it.  He ran his tongue up and down her slit, tasting her gushing
juices.  He licked his way down to her brimming hole and thrust
his tongue as far up the entrance as he could get it.  He opened
his mouth wide, covering her whole pussy with her mouth, sucking
and licking everything he could get to.  He slid his finger up to
her hole and slowly pushed it all the way in as he licked her
clit.  He began to pump his finger in and out of her, licking her
little bud of a clit.  He fastened his lips around the tiny
morsel and began to suck it, licking the end of it as his lips
pulled on it.

 May suddenly grabbed his head in both hands, pulling him
hard against her pussy, as she let out a little shreik.  She was
coming!!

 Finally, she released his head and he raised up and grinned
at her.

 "Stand up," she told him, raising up to a sitting position.
Jack did as he was told, standing up in front of her.  Her
fingers tugged his zipper down and opened his pants.  Quickly she
pulled them down below his knees, then she stripped his shorts
down.

 His dick was standing up proud and hard, pointing right up
at his belly button.  She slid one hand up between his legs,
feeling his balls.  The other hand clasped his dick and began to
slowly slide up and down along the shaft.  She pumped it several
times, looking at the juice seeping out of the slit in the end.
Then she leaned forward and stuck out her tongue.  Tentatively,
she touched the tip of her tongue to the end of his prick.  She
liked the taste!  It was strong and kind of sour-sweet.  She
licked the end, swiping her tongue all around the head.  Jack
groaned with pure pleasure!

 May pursed her lips and kissed it right on the end.  Then,
slowly moving forward, she let her lips slowly enclose the end of
his dick, sliding down until she had the whole knob in her mouth.
She pressed forward, taking some of the shaft in her mouth.
Slowly, she took more and more until the end of his prick was
against the back of her throat.  She could see that she had a
little more than half of it in her mouth.  That was not quite as
much as Bunny had managed to swallow, but it would have to do
until she got more used to it.  It was about to gag her, as it
was.

 May then slowly let it slide out of her mouth until only the
end was in.  Then she reversed directions and repeated the
movement.  She could tell from Jack's groaning that he was really
enjoying it.  He began to contribute to the movement, sliding his
dick in and out of her mouth.  She was using her tongue on the
underside of it as it slid in and out.  She was also exerting as
much suction as she could.

 May was afraid that Jack would lose control and jam it down
her throat, so she wrapped her fist around it at just the right
place to control the maximum depth that she wanted.  Suddenly,
Jack groaned and gasped and May felt the dick in her mouth begin
to throb.  She knew he was about to shoot his load, so she
withdrew her mouth until she had only the knob in her mouth and
began to suck hard.  Bam!  Jack cut loose in her mouth.  The
first wad almost shot down her throat without her swallowing, it
spurted out with such power.  Swallowing rapidly, May tried to
keep up with the gushes of hot juice spurting from the end of his
dick.  Finally, the spurts slowed to a dribble and then quit.
She sucked the last of the juice out of the piss slit and let his
dick slide out of her mouth.

 May looked up at Jack and drinned.  He was still gasping for
breath, but he smiled at her.

 "Oh, May, that was wonderful," he told her.

 She grinned at him, wiping the corner of her mouth with the
back of her hand.  "It tastes different from anything I've ever
tasted before, but I liked it," she told him.

 Jack sank weakly down on the sofa beside her.  He kissed her
on the lips, then leaned down and gently kissed each breast.

 Suddenly, May jumped up.  She heard voices coming up the
road!

 "They're coming!"  she told Jack.  Quickly, they grabbed
their clothes and put them on.  They were sitting on the sofa
watching TV when the door opened and Sally entered, followed by
Dan and Sarah.

 Sally looked at them and immediately knew that something had
happened.  She couldn't wait to find out what they had done.
Sarah also knew that something had happened.  She could feel it.

 "Hey, let's go for a walk," Sally suggested.

 The other two agreed and out the door they went.  Sarah
quickly told Dan her suspicions and the two adults decided to try
to follow them.

 The three kids set out through the woods.  As soon as they
were out of earshot of the van, Sally asked what they had been up
to.  May and Jack grinned at her.

 "What do you mean?" Jack teased his sister.

 "I know you two did something while I was gone," she
replied.  "Now tell me what you did.  Did he fuck you?" she asked
her cousin.

 "No, but he licked my pussy and I sucked his dick," May told
her, wanting her to know about it.  "And it was fantastic," she
added.

 "Wow," Sally exclaimed, as they came up to the little clear
spot behind the bath house.

 Dan and Sarah almost lost the kids trying to follow them
through the woods, but Sarah was pretty sure she knew where they
were going.  Sure enough, they soon peeked out at the back of the
bath house and found the three of them there.  Sally was leaning
back against the side of the bath house with her blouse wide
open.  Jack was sucking her tits while May watched.  After a few
moments, Jack knelt down and stripped Sally's shorts and panties
down and off.  Wasting no time, he used his fingers to open his
sister's pussy and went to work on it with his tongue.

 "Wow, look at that," Dan gasped.  "And look at Sally.  She's
growing into some kinda woman."

 Sarah smiled.  She wasn't surprised to hear him say
something like that.  She had suspected for sometime that Dan was
fantasizing about his daughter.  Up against the wall, Jack was
really working Sally over.  His head was bobbing and working from
side to side as he worked on her pussy with his mouth and tongue
and lips.  Suddenly, she let out a little squeal and grabbed his
head, shoving it hard up against her pussy as she climaxed.

 "She's gonna smother him," Dan chuckled.  Suddenly, he
raised up a little and tugged Sarah's shorts and panties down.
She was on her knees, so this was easy to accomplish.  She looked
back at him and smiled as he dropped his pants to his knees and
knelt behind her.  She reached down and stripped her shorts and
panties completely off so she could get her legs apart.  As soon
as she spread her legs, she felt the end of his huge dick nudge
it's way up into her gash and felt the end slip back and forth in
her slit.  Dan pulled it back up against her pussy hole and then
pressed forward, lodging the end in her cunt.  He took hold of
her hips with both hands and slowly pushed forward, sinking the
full length of his cock in her juicy pussy.

 Dan suddenly realized that she was really juicy.  Much
juicier than he would have expected.  She felt like she had cum
in her cunt!  He pulled his dick out of her and looked down at
it.  It was coated with a heavy deposit and he recognized it as
come!  Another man's come!  Sarah looked back at him, wondering
what he was doing.  He pressed forward and slid it into her
again, up to the balls.

 Sarah suddenly realized that Dan was fucking her in the come
left by Bunny's father.  She didn't know whether he realized it
or not, but if he did, it wasn't slowing him down.  He was
screwing her with long steady strokes.

 Up against the bath house wall, the girls now had Jack's
pants and shorts down and both of them were kneeling in front of
him.  Sally was sucking his dick while May played with his balls.
Dan and Sarah could see their daughter's mouth clearly as she
slurped back and forth on the boy's dick.

 "Look at the size of Jack's dick," Sarah whispered back to
Dan.  "It's easy to see that he's your son!"  Dan just chuckled
as he continued to screw Sarah dogfashion.

 Jack was getting close to the point of no return again.
These two girls were driving him wild.  He couldn't believe it.
Here he was with his cute cousin playing with his balls while his
own gorgeous sister sucked voraciously at his prick.  He was
watching her lips as she slid her mouth up and down on him,
taking fully half the length of his cock into her mouth on every
stroke.  He felt his balls tighten.  UnOh, here it comes, he
thought.

 Sure enough, Sally felt the big dick in her mouth jerk and
she knew she was about to get a mouthful.  She pulled her head
back until only the end was in and sucked hard.  She was rewarded
with a big spurt of come quickly followed by another and another.
She swallowed his spurts as fast as she could.

 "He's coming in her mouth," Sarah whispered back to Dan.

 When Jack finished coming in Sally's mouth, he sank to his
knees, his dick slipping from Sally's mouth as he slid down.  He
leaned back against the wall, gasping for breath.  Suddenly, he
realized that someone was pushed against him.  It was May.  She
was pushing her pussy against his face, wanting to get sucked
again.  Jack just grinned and obliged her, opening his mouth and
sliding his tongue up her slit as she spread her legs and
straddled his head.  Sally sat beside them, watching her brother
suck her cousin's cunt.

 Dan pulled his dong out of Sarah's pussy and slid the end of
it up and down in her asscrack, smearing the thick juice coating
it around in her crack and on her asshole.  Then, taking his dick
in his fist, he put the end against her asshole and pushed
forward.  Her rectum opened slightly, letting the end of his dick
nestle just inside her brown ringed hole.

 Sarah grunted as she felt her husband's prickhead enter her
rectum.  Then she felt him push forward, sinking about half of it
up her butt hole.  She looked back at him to tell him to take it
easy, but it was too late.  He withdrew a little, and then shoved
forward suddenly, sinking the whole thing in her widely stretched
ass hole.  She groaned as she felt her ass being stretched wide
open.  She was used to Dan fucking her in the ass, but he usually
entered her gently, not like this.  He began to screw it in and
out of her tight ass.  She relaxed and began to enjoy it as the
initial pain subsided and her rectal opening became accustomed to
the presence of the big prick again.  She could see May,
obviously having a climax, with Jack's face buried in her snatch.
She wondered what they would do next.

 After May finished coming, she slid down to the ground
beside the other two kids.  She looked at Jack and saw that he
was hard again.  Sally saw it too.  Both girls went after his
dick, with Sally winning the initial favors, taking as much of it
into her mouth as she could.  She sucked for a bit, then removed
her mouth and let May get to it.

 Dan and Sarah couldn't believe their eyes.  The two girls
were doubling up on Jack, taking turns sucking his cock.  Dan
continued to fuck Sarah's ass as they watched.  Sarah could feel
her body tightening up as she neared a climax from the butt
fucking she was getting.  She knew that Dan was close, too.
Suddenly, it happened.  She was climaxing, and she felt the big
dick up her butt jerk and jump as it shot a load of cum deep into
her bowels.  Finally, it was over.  She realized that she had had
her eyes closed.  When she looked back toward the bath house, she
saw May's mouth slipping off of Jack's dick, with come running
out from between her lips.  She had sucked him off.

 Dan and Sarah remained still, coupled together, while the
three kids got dressed and left.

 As soon as them were gone, Dan pulled his softening dick out
of his wife's ass and said, "Sarah, I want to know who fucked you
today."

 She groaned.  She looked back at him and was surprised to
see the look on his face.  It was not pain or disappointment, but
excitement.  His dick was hardening again as he waited for her
answer.

 Sarah told him that she sneaked into the men's room and had
been surprised by Bunny's father.  She admitted that he had
screwed her.  Dan's hand dropped to his now hard dick and he
began to slide it up and down jacking on it.  He asked her to
tell him about it, and she did, giving him all the details as she
watched him jack off while she told him.  As she related the
story, she began to play with her pussy, fingering herself in
time with Dan's fist strokes on his dick.  Suddenly, Dan raised
up and pushed Sarah down on her back.

 "I'm gonna fuck you in his cum!" he grunted at her, dropping
down on top of her.  She wrapped her arms around his neck as he
flexed his hips, suddenly driving his dick up to the balls in her
pussy.  She pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his waist
as he fucked her pussy, banging in and out so hard that her big
tits were sliding up and down on her chest.  Suddenly, she let
out a scream as she began to climax and she felt Dan's dick
spurting up her cunt, his come mixing with that of the other
man's come which was already in her.

 When the kids got back to the campsite, they found it empty.
They went in and turned the TV on again, but they didn't have
long to wait before Dan and Sarah arrived.  They didn't offer the
kids any explanation as to where they had been, and of course the
kids didn't ask for one because they didn't want to be asked
where they had been.

 That evening, at supper Sarah told them that she had talked
to May's mother, Ruth, on the phone earlier in the day.  She
would be arriving the next day, probably sometime after lunch.
After supper, they all went to the swimming pool.  The cool water
felt nice as the kids splashed and played together.  They were
joined by Bunny soon after thye got in the water.  Bunny's
mother, Betty, and father, Ray, sat at the pool side and talked
to Dan and Sarah.  Sarah was very excited, sitting there beside
Dan talking to Ray, with Dan knowing that she still had Ray's
come in her pussy mixed with his own.  She glanced down at Dan's
crotch and saw that it was bulging.  She also saw that Betty had
noticed Dan's hardening dick.  Betty was sitting dorectly
opposite from Dan, and she was leaning back with her chubby legs
apart, giving him a good view right up between her legs at the
skimpy crotch of her bikini bottom.  It was so tight that her
crack was clearly outlined by the cloth.  Sarah wasn't sure how
much of Dan's hardon was due to Betty's display, but she was sure
that Ray's presence after fucking her was having an effect on
him, too.

 Suddenly, Betty stood up and announced that she had to go
pee.  The women's john in the dressing room was out of order, so
she was going to have to go to the bath house.  Ray had gone over
to the office to check on something with the campground manager.
Betty said she might as well get Bunny to walk back to the bath
house with her, because it was dark.  Sarah said it would be a
shame to take Bunny away when she was having a good time, and
suggested that Dan walk her to the bath house.  Dan looked at
Sarah and saw her wink at him.

 Dan and Betty made their way back up the dark road to the
bath house.  When they got there, Dan noticed that the lights in
the women's side were not on.  He told Betty that he would turn
them on for her.  The two of them entered the bath house and Dan
struck a match, lighting the room up so that he could find the
light switch, which he turned on.

 "Now I've gotta go do this on the other side," he said.
"It's just as well that I came with you, cause I've gotta go
too."

 "Well, just use this side," Betty told him.  "There are two
toilets in here.  She entered one stall and Dan walked into the
stall next to her.  He unfastened his bathing suit and pushed the
front down, pulling his dick out.  He heard a low whistle and
looked at the partition between his stall and Betty's stall.  He
hadn't noticed when he came in, but the partition had a big hole
right in the middle of it.  He was standing there with his dick
out in plain view of Betty.  He could also see her.  She had
pulled her bikini bottom down and was sitting on the toilet with
her legs spread.  He could see right down between her legs and
was amazed to see that she had a shaved pussy!

 "Don't let me stop you," she told him.  "I like to watch a
guy piss."  Dan heard the sound of her piss hitting the water as
she cut loose.  Dan released his bladder and aimed the heavy
stream of pee at the toilet bowl, looking at Betty as he did.
When he finished peeing, he shook his dick, which was beginning
to get stiff.  Betty giggled.

 "I like to watch a guy do that," she told him.  As Dan stood
and watched, Betty spread her legs and wiped her pussy.

 Dan suddenly moved out of the stall and into the adjacent
stall, standing right there in front of Betty, with his hard dick
sticking straight up out of the top of his bathing suit, which
was still pushed down almost to his balls.  Betty smiled at him,
reaching for his dick.  Dan moved up in front of her so that she
could get hold of it.  She slid her hand up and down the length
of it, then leaned back on the commode and spread her legs.

 "I've got a hot juicy hole down here that should just about
fit that big thing," she told him, reaching down and pulling her
pussy lips wide open.  Dan quickly knelt in front of her, pushing
his bathing suit down to his knees as he did.  Betty slid
forward, propping her plump ass on the forward rim of the toilet
seat.

 Dan quickly moved up close between her legs.  Taking his
dick in his hand, he rubbed the big head up and down in her hot
juicy slot then he slid the end straight down to her cunt hole.
She grunted as he slid it smooothly home in her, sliding in all
the way to the balls.  He reached around her and unfastened her
bikini top, pulling it off and dropping it on the floor.

 Betty giggled, "I think this is the first time a guy ever
put his dick up my pussy before he got his hands on my tits."

 Dan chuckled and began to slide his dick in and out of her,
fucking her with the full length of it.

 Back at the pool, Ray returned and asked where Betty had
gone.  When Sarah told him that she had gone to take a pee and
that Dan had walked her to the bath house, Ray laughed.

 "I hope you don't mind your husband getting screwed by
another woman," Ray told her, "because there is no way she is
going to go to that bath house alone with him without getting in
his pants."

 "Well, they won't be the first ones to do it in there, will
they," Sarah told him.

 Ray chuckled, "You've got that right," he told her.

 A little while later, Dan and Betty came back down the road
and joined the others two at the table where they sat.  As Dan
sat down, he winked broadly at his wife.  Ray didn't miss the
wink, and he didn't miss the sleepy eyed look his wife always got
when she had just been screwed.

 "Well, I gather you like bald pussy," he grinned at Dan.

 Dan looked at him and smiled.  "We christened the women's
side, since you and Sarah had already done it in the men's side,"
he told Ray.

 It was well after dark when they decided to leave the pool.
Sally asked Sarah about going to see the rag dolls again.  Jack
and May didn't want to go with them, so they headed up the road
to the campsite.  They stopped twice in the shadow of trees to
kiss.  The first time, Jack felt May's tits, and the second time,
he pulled the top of her bikini down and sucked her nipples.  She
pushed his head away and told him to wait until they got to the
trailer.  He dared her to go the rest of the way with her top
down off of her tits, and she laughed and took off running, her
little titties flopping in the moonlight.  Jack ran after her,
surprised at how fast she could run.  He caught her at the door
to the van.

 Jack wrapped his arms around her waist before she could get
in to door.  He pulled her back against him, with both arms
wrapped around her.  He kissed her on the neck.  She relaxed back
against him, feeling his hardon pressing against her ass through
both their bathing suits.  Jack slid his hands up and palmed her
little titties, squeezing them and pinching her nipples.

 "Jack, why don't we go inside?" May finally whispered.  Jack
released her and followed her into the big vehicle.  As soon as
they were inside, May lay down on the sofa and Jack stretched out
beside her.  She wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips
found hers and they began kissing passionately.

 May felt Jack's hands on her tits, squeezing and pressing
them.  It felt sooo gooood!  Then he slid down and began to suck
her tits, going from one to the other to lick her nipples, then
suck them.

 As he continued to suck on her tits, Jack slid his hand down
over May's flat belly to the top of her bikini bottom.  Not
hesitating, he slid his hand inside the waist band and straight
down between her legs.  She jerked as his finger found her clit,
already hard and standing up proudly.  He rubbed his finger back
and forth over it, causing little groans of pleasure to come from
her lips.  Then he slid his finger down into her wet, juicy slit
and right up her pussy hole.  She groaned as his finger slid in
and out of her wet cunt hole.

 May was really getting into this.  Jack's finer up her pussy
was driving her wild and his mouth sucking her tits wasn't
exactly turning her off, either.  She felt him raise up and pull
his finger out of her pussy.  She raised her hips to help him as
he tugged her bikini bottom down over her hips and off.  He
grasped his bathing suit and quickly stripped it down and off,
then he was lying beside her again, kissing her lips and sliding
his finger back up her pussy.  She just wrapped her arms tightly
around his neck and kissed back, licking his tongue as it flicked
in and out of her mouth.

 She felt Jack rolling on top of her.  He was still kissing
her but his finger wasn't in her pussy now.  Then she felt his
hard dick against her belly, then sliding down, the end of it
nestling in her thin pussy hair.  She felt it going down between
her legs.  She realized that she was about to get fucked!

 With a groan of passion, May pulled her legs up, bending
them at the knee and spread them wide.  She felt Jack's dick
between her legs.  It was sliding around all over the place.
Then she felt him raise up a little and reach down between them.
She felt the back of his hand against her mons as he guided his
dick to her wet slit.  She could feel his shaft sliding up and
down in her slit.  Then the end of it found her hole!  He pushed
gently and the end was actually in the mouth of her pussy!  He
pressed forward and it began to go in.  Then she felt a stab of
pain down there.  He pulled back a little and pressed forward
again, causing her to groan into his mouth.

 He pulled back again, then pushed forward hard.  She groaned
as her hymen stretched before the invading prick, then gave way.
He slid in up to the balls!  He was in her, all the way!

 Jack couldn't believe it.  He had actually taken his
cousin's virginity.  His dick was buried up to the balls in her!
And boy!  Was she tight!  And hot!  He couldn't believe how hot
her pussy was around his dick.  It was like he had it buried in
an over!  He held very still for a few moments, letting the
excitement of being in her pussy for the first time calm down.
He didn't want to shoot too soon.  He wanted it to be good for
her.  After several moments, he felt like he was under control,
so he slowly withdrew his dick and slid it back in again.  When
he did, she moaned passionately into his mouth.

 May couldn't believe it.  He was screwing her!  She could
feel his big dick sliding in and out of her pussy!  It would pull
way out, almost coming out of her hole, then slide back in again,
all the way in.  It was the most wonderful thing she had ever
felt.  It was even better than getting her pussy sucked.

 May was so excited she was panting.  Jack was raised up on
his elbows now, his hips working as he pistoned his dick in and
out of her frothy, tight little pussy.  May's hands slid down
Jack's back to his hips, urging him on.

 Jack was in a sensual whirlwind.  He was trying desperately
not to let it get away from him.  His dick felt like it was
caught in a vise, but a hot oily vise.  He couldn't believe how
good it felt.  Bunny's pussy was like a cave compared to May's.
He knew he couldn't hold out much longer.  He felt May's hands on
his hips, urging him on.  Then he felt her hands move around and
grab his ass.  Her fingers fastened tightly on his ass cheeks.
Then, suddenly, she was jerking wildly on his ass, urging him to
pound into her.  A shreik came from her lips.  She was coming!
Jack raised up even higher and suddenly began to drive his dick
into her really hard.  She screamed and jerked her legs upward,
opening her tight pussy wide to his slamming dick.  With a grunt
of release, Jack jammed his dick up to the balls in her and
erupted, shooting spurt after spurt of hot cum deep into her
virgin pussy.

 Through her delirium, May could feel Jack's dick jerking in
her pussy.  She felt the hot jets of come shooting deep into her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled on his ass,
holding him tightly against her as the wave of passion swept over
her.  She felt him collapse on top of her, his breath coming in
gasps.

 Finally, Jack raised his head and looked at her.  She smiled
at him.

 "Oh, Jack," she crooned.  He grinned at her and kissed her
tenderly on the lips.

 Jack raised up and pulled his dick out of her pussy.  He sat
up and looked down at it.  It was standing open, his cum running
out of her hole and down her crack to her ass.  He gently reached
down and ran his finger up and down in her slit.

 "Am I bleeding any?" May asked him.

 "I don't see any," he told her.

 "I'd better go and wash it," she said.

 They both got up and Jack followed her into the tiny little
bathroom.  She turned on the water and wet a washcloth.  Jack
took it from her and she spread her legs.  He knelt in front of
her and gently washed her pussy.  When he finished, he planted a
kiss right on her cunt hole, causing her to gasp.

 "Now, let me wash you," she said, pulling him to a standing
position.  She knelt in front of him and gently washed his dick.
She giggled when it began to get hard again.  She leaned forward
and suddenly took it into her mouth.  She sucked as much of it
into her mouth as she could get.  It hardened in her mouth, then
she let her lips slide slowly off of it and looked at it.

 "We'd better get dressed," she told him, standing up.  He
nodded agreement and they went back to the sofa and put their
bathing suits back on.  Jack turned on the TV and sat down beside
her, putting his arm around her shoulders.  She slid her hand
down to his crotch and gently squeezed his still half hard dick
through his suit.

 As they sat watching TV, May began to play with Jack's dick
through his bathing suit.  He moved so that she could get to it
easily, stretching his legs out in front of him.  His prick was
standing straight up in his bathing suit, reaching almost to the
waist band.  May was rubbing her hand up and down along the
length of the shaft, squeezing and playing with it.  Suddenly,
she pulled the waist band of his trunks out and down over the
front of his dick, letting it stick out of the top of the trunks.

 She slid down beside him and suddenly took as much of it as
she could into her mouth.  He groaned as her hot mouth engulfed
his prick.  She began to slide her mouth up and down on it,
sucking as she fucked his dick with her mouth.  He sat and
watched hier lips sliding up and down the shaft.  It occurred to
him that the others could come through the door at any minute,
but he didn't have the will power to stop her suctioning lips.

 May was also very aware that they could be discovered at any
moment.  The danger made it all the more exciting to her.  She
was determined to bring him off before they got caught.

 May was sucking hard, her head bobbing up and down as she
worked Jack's dick over.  Suddenly, he gave a groan and came in
her mouth, spurting his juice down her swallowing throat.
Finally, she raised up and gave the end of his dick a kiss and
let the waist band of his trunks back up.  His dick was still
clearly outlined in the front of his trunks and she was wiping
her mouth with the back of her hand when the door opened and
Sarah came in, followed by Sally and Dan.

 Sarah didn't miss the guilty look on their faces or the
clear outline of Jack's dick in his trunks.  She knew they had
been up to something, but she wasn't sure how much they were up
to.  Sally also was aware, but she didn't know how far they had
gone either.  Dan also noticed his son's dick outlined in his
trunks and was sure that something had been going on.  He assumed
that jack had probably screwed his cousin or had been about to
screw her, but he wasn't sure.

 Sarah went into the kitchen and fixed a snack for them, then
told them that it was time to hit the sack.

 "Oh, boy, I guess I'll have to change in that tiny little
bathroom again," Jack moaned.

 "Oh, I don't guess there's any reason to do that," Sarah
laughed.  "I'm sure May is comfortable enough with us now not to
be embarassessed."  After saying this, she went into the back
section, leaving the curtain open as she peeled off her bathing
suit.  Dan was in the process of stripping his suit down.  Sally,
not one to miss a chance, kept an eye on her father as she peeled
of her suit top.  She wasn't disappointed.  Dan dropped his suit
and stood there in full view of both girls with his bare dick
hanging down between  his legs as he put on his pajama pants.

 Jack quickly skinned out of his suit and put on his pajamas.
May, who was a little slower undressing, couldn't help sneaking a
glance at his dick, and she didn't miss seeing Dan's monster,
either.  Jack had his eyes on both girls as they undressed and
put their gowns on.  Jack also didn't miss his mother, as Sarah
stripped off her bathing suit and pulled on a short little gown.
Sarah noticed that neither of the girls had put on panties with
their short gowns.

 Soon the trailer was quiet.  Jack lay there, listening to
the heavy breathing of the others.  He lay beside his sister,
snuggling up close to her.  It wasn't long before he heard the
regular snoring of his father in the other end of the big
vehicle.  He waited a little longer, listening carefully until he
was sure that he could also hear his mother's heavy breathing as
she slept beside her husband.

 When he was sure they were all asleep, he snuggled up
against Sally.  He was surprised to find that she was also awake.
He slid his hand up under her gown to her pussy, finding that it
was nice and juicy.  Suddenly, Sally reached down and pulled his
hand away from her cunt and whispered in his ear, "Come on."  She
slipped quietly out of bed and Jack followed her.

 Sally eased the door open and led the way outside.  Jack
followed her as she led the way to the hammock.  She sat down in
the hammock and reached out and pulled Jack up against her,
spreading her legs and letting him hunch right up against her
pussy.  His dick instantly sprang to full attention.

 "Jack, did you and May screw tonight?" Sally asked him,
gasping with pleasure as he pushed her gown all the way up and
ran his palms over her tits.

 "Yeah, we did it," Jack told her.  "Now, I want to do it to
you."

 "I want to do it too, Jack," she told him, unsnapping his
pajama pants and letting them slide down to his ankles.  She took
hold of his hard dick, sliding her hand up and down along the
shaft.

 "Oh, wow," Jack exclaimed, slipping his hand up between his
sister's legs and pushing his finger straight up her juicy pussy.

 In the van, Sarah, raised up carefully and looked out the
window over the bed.  In the moonlight, she could see Sally
sitting in the hammock with Jack standing up close against her,
his dick sticking up between her legs.  Sarah could tell that
they were playing with each other.

 Sarah's movement had awakened Dan, and he raised up to see
what his wife was looking at.  He gasped when he saw his son
standing between his daughter's widespread legs playing with her
pussy while she played with his dick.

 "Are they gonna fuck?" he whispered.

 "Shhhh, don't wake May," Sarah told him.  "It sure looks
like it," she added.

 Outside, Sally was wanting Jack's dick up her pussy.  She
had laid in the bed thinking about this while waiting for
everyone to go to sleep, and she was hot and ready.  She reached
down and pulled Jack's finger out of her pussy, the pulled on his
dick.  As he moved up against her, she guided the end of his dick
to her pussy hole.  Jack couldn't believe it.  She had always
said she wouldn't let him do it to her, but she was actually
putting the end of his dick against her hole with her own hand.

 Jack reached down and hooked his arms under his sister's
knees, lifting her legs.  She lay back in the hammock, her hand
still holding his dick to her pussy entrance.  Jack began to push
his dick against his sister's hole.  The end went in, but he hit
her hymen, and he needed more leverage to get the rest of the way
in.  Releasing one leg, he reached up and grabbed her shoulder,
pulling her toward him as he suddenly jabbed his hips forward.
That did it!  He heard her gasp of pain as he sank into her hot
cunt.

 Jack leaned forward over his sister, sliding his hands up
under her shoulders to stabilize her and the hammock.  She pulled
her legs up and spread them wide, offering him total access to
her tight hot pussy.

 Jack began to screw her, working his hips back and forth in
time with the movements of the hammock.  Sally groaned as she
felt his dick sliding in and out of her pussy.  She couldn't
believe that she was finally fucking her brother!

 Inside the trailer, Dan couldn't believe what was going on.
Here he was, peering through a window watching his 15 year old
son screw his 14 year old daughter, and he was so excited by what
he was seeing that he could hardly stand it.  What's more, he was
wishing desperately that it was his dick sliding in and out of
his daughter's hot, tight pussy.  He glanced sideways at his wife
and saw that she also was extremely excited.  Her breath was
coming in excited gasps as she watched the action in the hammock.
Dan suddenly realized that Sarah might even like to et screwed by
her son.  The thought of watching his son screw his wife excited
him even further.

 In the hammock, Sally was nearing orgasm.  Her brother's
prick was slamming in and out of her pussy furiously.  She could
feel his balls hitting the cheeks of her ass every time he thrust
it into her.  Her legs were pulled up high, wrapped around Jack's
waist.  Her pussy was wide open to his hard thrusts, taking every
inch he could get in.

 Jack was wild with excitement.  He had wanted to fuck Sally
for so long, and now he was actually doing it!   He was driving
his dick into her with wild abandon and she was taking it all and
loving it.  Her firm tits were rolling up and down on her chest
from the force of his humping.  He looked down and watched his
dick appear and disappear in the red curles between her legs.  In
the moonlight, he could see his dick glistening with the juice
which coated it.

 Suddenly, Sally grabbed his ass and pulled him hard against
her, moaning as she came!  Jack threw his head back and snorted
through his nose as his dick spewed spurt after spurt of his cum
deep into his climaxing sister's tight virgin pussy.

 Dan and Sarah watched silently as the kids slowly
disentangled themselves from each other and came back toward the
van.  When they slipped quietly inside and back into bed, there
was no sign that their parents were wide awake.  The curled up
together and were soon asleep.

 Early the next morning, May was awakened by movement in the
room.  She saw Dan looking through the window next to the door.

 "What are you looking at?" she asked, raising up in bed.

 "Shhhh," Dan whispered to her.  "There is a deer and two
fawns out here."  May jumped out of bed and rushed to the window.
She got there just in time to see a shadow disappear into the
brush.

 "Ohh, I missed them."

 "Maybe if we went out, we might catch a glimpse of them,"
Dan said.  "Everybody else is asleep, nobody will miss us."

 "OK, let me put some clothes on," May said.

 "Aw, it's too early to run into anybody," Dan said.
"They'll be miles from here if we wait."

 Dan had on nothing but pajama pants and May had on a gown.
She realized as they went out the door that she didn't even have
on any panties.  Dan led the way as they made their way into the
bushes, going in the direction the deer had gone.  After several
minutes of moving through the brush, Dan suddenly came to a stop.
May moved up beside him.  They peered around a tree and saw a doe
and two fawns drinking from a small stream.  They stood, frozen
in their tracks for several minutes, watching the animals.
Suddenly, the doe raised her head, sniffed the air and looked
directly at them!  In a flash, all three were gone, almost
seeming to dematerialize into the woods.

 "Wow, that was something," May breathed.

 "Yeah, they were beautiful," Dan agreed with her.  He
glanced down at his niece, dressed only in a thin gown and
decided that the deer weren't the only thing that was beautiful.
In coming through the brush, May's gown, which buttoned up the
front, had come unbuttoned down well between her titties.  May
saw where he was looking and looked down, suddenly realizing that
her gown was haning open far lower than it should have been for
modesty's sake.

 "Uncle Dan," she giggled.  "You are staring at me."

 "Sorry, May," Dan replied, still looking.

 May glanced down at his crotch and saw that his pajamas were
beginning to bulge out!

 "Dan!" she giggled.  "You're getting a hardon."  Dan just
laughed and May reached up and slowly pulled the unbuttoned gown
over to expose one of her firm little titties.  Dan moved up to
her and put his arms around her.  He bent down and tenderly
kissed her on the lips.  When their lips parted, Dan looked
around and then led May over to a soft grassy spot.

 They lay down and Dan immediately kissed her again.  She
responded by wrapping both arms around his neck.  Dan's hands
moved inside her gown to her titties as he kissed her.  She
grunted into his mouth as he began to palm and caress her tits.
Then his lips traveled down her neck, across her front, to her
tits, opening her gown wide as he did.  May gasped again as his
lips closed on a big soft nipple, gently sucking it in between
his lips.

 May lay back and enjoyed her uncle's sucking of her tits.
He moved back and forth, going from one to the other.  She felt
his hand move down over her stomach and slide between her legs,
gently palming her pussy through her gown.  He slid his hand down
her leg, then back up the inside of her leg, pulling her gown up.
When he reached her pussy, she opened her legs, feeling his
finger dip down into her slit.

 Dan was amazed at how wet she was.  Her pussy was already
flowing with juice.  He slid his finger down over her clit,
massaging and rubbing the little button.  He heard her gasps of
pleasure as he stroked her clit, then slid his finger down to the
entrance to her pussy itself.  Gently, he inserted a finger tip,
then slowly slid his finger up into her hot wet tunnel.  He was
amazed at how tight she felt, even around his finger.  Boy, she
was really going to feel tight when he got his big dick in her!

 May lay back, feeling the finger sliding in and out of her
pussy.  She reached down and found his dick, huge and hard in his
pajamas.  She slipped her hand inside the opening and wrapped her
hand around the huge prick.  She couldn't believe how big it felt
in her hand.  She wondered for a moment if it would fit in her,
but she was determined that she was going to try it.  Slowly, she
slid her hand up and down along the length of the monster rod.

 Dan suddenly raised up and pulled his pajama pants off
completely, leaving him naked.  He then lay back down beside her,
kissing her again.  She wrapped her arms around his neck as he
raised up and moved over her.  She pulled her legs up and spread
them wide and she felt his huge prick slide down between her
legs.  She felt the end of it move into her slit, then begin to
slide up and down in her wet juices.  It felt so good!

 Dan could feel the heat from the mouth of her pussy
everytime his dick slid down between her legs.  He was just
sliding it up and down in her slit, enjoying the exquisite
sensation it produced on him and observing that it seemed to be
affecting her the same way.

 On one of the downward movements, the end of his dick dipped
into the mouth of her pussy.  He felt the hot wet heat from her
cunt on the end of his dick.  Pushing a little farther, he felt
the end move up just inside her cunt hole.  She gasped as he
pushed it a little farther in, getting the knob and about an inch
of shaft into her tight channel.  Withdrawing a little, her slid
forward again, sinking about half of the shaft into her tight
yielding tunnel.  Withdrawing and sliding forward, her gradually
fucked his way up into her tight little cunt until he had the
whole thing up inside her.  She had her arms wrapped tightly
around his neck, her breathing and gasps of pleasure telling him
that he was not hurting her.

 Dan began to fuck her, sliding his dick slowly in and out of
the tight hot hole of pleasure between her legs.  He raised up on
his elbows and used his hips to thrust and withdraw, thrust and
withdraw.  May was obviously enjoying everything he was giving
her.  Her face was flushed, her eyes shining, her breath coming
in ragged gasps timed with his thrusts which buried his tool deep
into her on every inward stroke.

 May couldn't believe how good it felt.  When Dan's dick had
started going in, she had felt her tight little pussy stretch
around the end of his dick.  She had thought for a minute that it
wasn't going to fit, then it had started sliding in deeper and
deeper, her pussy stretching to accomodate it.  It had felt
absolutely fantastic as it began to go deeper and deeper on every
stoke.  Now it was going all the way in and all the way out.  And
the huge dick was rubbing the underside of her sensitive little
clit on every stroke.  It was driving her wild.  It felt like it
was hitting her backbone every time it went all the way in!  She
felt stuffed and stretched, but it was wonderful!

 Dan began to pick up speed, fucking her harder and faster
now.  She was tossing her head back and forth, seeming to be
almost out of control with pleasure.  Suddenly, she pulled her
legs up, pressing her feet against his ass, urging him on.  He
began to really pound into her in earnest now, slamming his dick
in and out of the tight slick channel.  Suddenly, May Let out a
little shriek, and she was coming.  Dan was right with her, his
dick shooting powerful spurts of hot cum deep into her pussy.  He
couldn't believe how intense his orgasm was.  And she seemed to
be having one just as intense.  Her face was screwed into an
expression of pure physical pleasure, her eyes tightly closed.
Finally, they lay still, his dick still buried up to the balls in
her.

 Dan raised up and looked at her.  She smiled at him.

 "Oh, Dan," she moaned.  When he pulled his dick out of her,
her pussy seemed to stand open, like it regretted being vacated.
She moaned softly when she felt it slide out of her.

 When they got back to the van, they found the other
occupants still sleeping.  May crawled back into bed and Dan went
into the kitchen and put the coffee on.

 When Sarah woke up, she smelled coffee.  She raised up and
looked around.  Dan wasn't in bed.  She got up and went forward
in the van, finding her husband sitting in the kitchenette
waiting on the coffee.  She kissed him on the cheek and sat down
beside him.  She playfully reached down and slid her hand inside
the front of his pajamas.  She gasped.  His dick was coated with
dried cum!  She looked questioningly at him.  He grinned
sheepishly.  She stood up and crooked her finger at him.  He got
up and followed her outside.

 May had been awakened by her aunt passing the bed on the way
to the kitchen.  She watched through slitted eyes, and realized
that Sarah suspected something.  When her aunt got up and
motioned for Dan to follow her outside, May was afraid that Dan
was in trouble for screwing her.  When they closed the door
behind them, May slipped out of bed and moved to the door.  She
didn't hear anything, so she opened the door and went outside.

 When Sarah got outside, she went around the end of the van,
and Dan followed her.  She stopped and turned to face him.

 "Who?" she asked simply.

 Dan didn't know how she was going to take this.  He was
afraid she would get upset and hold it against May.  He
hesitated.

 Just around the corner of the van, May heard the simple
question.  She knew what her aunt was asking.  She peeked around
the van and saw that Dan was hesitating about answering.  On
sudden impulse, to protect her uncle, May stepped around the van
into her aunt's line of vision.

 "Please, Aunt Sarah," she pleaded.  "Don't be mad at him."

 Sarah saw the look on May's face.  She suddenly realized
that the youngster was trying to protect her uncle.  She smiled
at May.

 "Honey, I'm surprised you could take that big dick of his,"
she told her softly.  "Was it really good?"

 May suddenly realized that Sarah wasn't mad.  She seemed to
be excited by knowing that Dan had screwed her.

 "It was absolutely fantastic," May told her.

 "Well, you two are going to have to help me make it with
Jack," she told them.  Dan grinned.  May's mouth dropped open in
surprise.  Then she smiled broadly.

 The three of them stayed outside whispering for several
minutes, then they went back into the van and woke the other two
kids to help get breakfast.  The all ate breakfast in their night
clothes, then they got dressed, all just stripping down and
changing in front of everyone else.

 May couldn't believe what was about to happen.  She had
admitted to her aunt and uncle that Jack had screwed her, and
they had told her about seeing Jack and Sally outside the van
last night.  Now, Sarah was wanting her to help her get in Jack's
pants, a feat which May was sure would be easy to accomplish, and
Dan was wanting to screw his daughter.  May was also sure that
Sally would accomodate that wish for him.

 After breakfast, Sarah asked if anyone was interested in
taking a shower.  Everyone seemed to want one, so they all
gathered their clean clothes and headed for the bath house.  When
they got there, the guys went into their side of the house, and
the gals went into theirs.  The girls quickly stripped off their
clothes and went into the shower area.  They were soon lathering
themselves under the water.  Sarah quickly washed herself and
left the shower area, telling the girls to take their time.
Still naked, she moved to the entrance to the bath house and
peeked outside.  She found herself looking directly at Dan,
peeking out of the men's side.  Giggling, she quickly moved
around the corner and past him, into the men's side.  Dan slipped
around the corner into the women's side.

 Sarah moved silently back toward the shower area, where she
could hear Jack humming to himself as he bathed.  She peeked in.
He was standing with his back to her, lathering his chest with
soap.  She moved silently up behind him and slid her arms around
him.  He nearly jumped out of his skin.

 "Mom," he gasped.  Looking at her, he suddenly realized that
she was totally naked.

 "I though you might like some company," she told him.

 Jack stammered, not knowing what to say.  However, not all
of his anatomy was bashful, as his dick immediately rose to full
attention.  Sarah's hands slid down over his stomach to his
crotch.  She wrapped one hand around his hard dick and slid the
other down to cup his balls.  Jack gasped with pleasure as his
mother's hand began to slide up and down along the length of his
hard prick.

 In the other side of the bath house, Dan moved silently back
to the shower area.  He peeked inside.  May smiled at him, and
motioned him inside.  Sally had her back to him.  She suddenly
realized that someone else was coming into the shower and glanced
over her shoulder to see who it was.  She gasped loadly when she
saw her father coming in, totally naked and with the biggest
hardon she had ever seen in her life!  He moved directly ove to
her.

 "Hello, sweetheart," he smiled at her.

 "Daddy," she gasped.  She looked at May and saw a big smile
on her face.  Her father moved up against her backside and slid
his arms around her, cupping her full breasts in his big hands.
She felt his hard dick pressing against her back.  May moved up
behind Dan and slid her hands down between him and his daughter,
stroking his dick.  Sally suddenly realized that May had known he
was coming.  She looked around for her mother.  Then she heard a
muffled gasp from the other side of the wall and realized that
her mother was over there with Jack.

 "Wow, I don't believe this," she giggled, as Dan's hand slid
down between her legs, a finger slipping into her juicy gash.

 "Do you object?" Dan asked.

 "What do you thing?" she smiled, turning to face him.  She
slid her hand down and took his dick in her hand, May sliding her
hands on down to cup his balls.

 On the other side, Sarah was kneeling in front of her son.
She had a mouth full of teenage dick.  She was sucking greedily
as his dick slid in and out of her mouth.  She suddenly released
his prick and stood up.  She leaned back against the shower wall,
spreading her legs and pulling Jack up against her.  She slid her
hand down between them, guiding his dick between her legs.  Jack
groaned when he felt his dick slide between his mother's legs,
engulfed in her hot slit.  She pulled it up and he thrust, and
half of his dick suddenly slid up into her hot wet cunt.  She
wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled one leg up, wrapping
it around his waist.  Jack slid his hands down and took hold of
her ass, lifting her and pushing her back against the wall.  She
brought the other leg up around his waist when she felt his hands
grab her ass.  His dick slid in up to the balls.  Jack groaned.

 "Can you hold me up?" she asked him.

 "Sure," he grinned at her, beginning to fuck his dick in and
out of her pussy.

 "Ohh, Jack," she groaned.

 In the ladies side, Sally was on her back on the shower
floor.  Dan was on top of her, sliding his dick into position to
enter her.  She gasped when his dick started making it's way up
into her tight pussy.  She groaned as his next thrust buried it
up to the balls in her.

 "Am I hurting you, honey?" he asked her.

 "Oh no, Daddy," she cooed.  "It feels wonderful."  May knelt
beside them, bending down and looking up between their legs,
watching Dan's dick slide in and out of his daughter's pussy.

 Jack was banging furiously into his mother's pussy.  He was
standing in a strained position and fucking his own mother's
cunt.  He knew he wouldn't last long.  Sarah knew he was about to
come.  She was also almost there.  The fact that it was her own
son's dick ramming her pussy made it that much more exciting.
Suddenly, she let out a little scream.  "Ohh, yes, Jack, I'm
coming."

 That did it.  Jack grunted and jammed his dick up to the
balls in Sarah's spasming cunt.  His dick erupted, shooting gobs
of spunk upwards into her womb.

 "Ohh, yes, Jack, I feel you coming in my pussy," Sarah
groaned.

 Finally, she lowered her legs to the floor and Jack released
her, letting his still halfhard dick slip out of her juicy pussy.
She reached down and encircled it with her hand, sliding her hand
up and down it, watching it grow straight up again.  She smiled.

 "Come on, let's go see what is going on in the other side,"
she told him.  He looked at her in surprise.  She grinned.
"Unless I miss my guess, your father is over there fucking your
sister's brains out."  Jack grinned broadly.

 When Jack and Sarah entered the girls shower, still naked
and with Jack's dick pointing at the ceiling again, they found
Dan still on top of Sally, banging away at her.  May on her
knees, looking up between their legs, watching the action.  She
looked over her shoulder and smiled at them.

 Jack dropped to his knees behind May.  He took his dick in
his hand and rubbed it between her legs.  He was about to put it
in her pussy when Sarah stopped him.

 "Wait, Jack, try this," she said, taking hold of his dick
and raising it to May's ass crack.

 "Oh, Sarah, won't that hurt?" May asked when she felt the
end of his dick pressing against her ass hole.

 "Not if he takes it easy," Sarah told her.  She used her
hand to rub Jack's dick around on May's ass hole.  Then, she
allowed him to push against it just a little.  She saw the brown
ring open a little, letting just the tip in.  Jack tried to push
harder, but Sarah restrained him.  He withdrew a little and
pushed forward a little bit more.  May grunted as the entire knob
entered her tight ass hole.

 Suddenly, Sally began to grunt and cry.  She was coming.
Dan gasped and jammed his huge dick up to the balls in his
daughter's tight cunt, shooting spurt after spurt of hot jets
into her.

 Hearing the other couple coming, May and Jack suddenly lost
control.  May jammed backwards just as Jack shoved forward and
suddenly his dick was balls deep in her ass.  She screamed out in
pain.

 "Jack," Sarah grabbed him.  "Wait, give her time to get used
to it."

 "Just wait a minute, Jack," May snorted through her nose.
Jack held perfectly still, with his dick all the way up his
cousin's butt hole.

 Dan raised up off of Sally, pulling his dick out of her.
She gasped when it slipped out and ran her hand down between her
legs, feeling her wide open soggy pussy.  Dan and Sally got up so
they could watch Jack and May.

 Jack was beginning to move now, slowly sliding his dick in
and out of his cousin's tight ass hole.  He couldn't believe it.
Her pussy had been tight, but this was unreal.

 May was bracing her hands against the floor, pushing back to
match Jack each time he thrust his dick up her stretched ass
hole.  It still felt like she was going to split, but at the same
time it felt wonderful.  She could feel it sliding in and out, in
and out, slowly reaming her behind.

 Watching his son's dick slide in and out of the young girl's
ass had gotten Dan all hard again.  His dick was sticking
straight out from his crotch.  May saw it sticking out, right in
front of her nose.  She leaned forward and licked it.  Dan
groaned and moved forward, allowing her to take the end into her
mouth.

 "Wow, look at that, she's taking on both of them," Sally
gasped to her mother.

 "She certainly is," Sarah agreed.  "But don't worry, we'll
get some more action from them."

 Jack was fucking May's ass with long steady strokes now.  He
could feel his balls tightening.  He knew he was getting close.

 Dan was watching the 13 year old girl's mouth slide up and
down on his dick as his son's thrusts into her ass hole moved her
body back and forth.  It was almost more that Dan could stand.
He knew that he was about to fill her mouth.

 Suddenly, Jill began to quiver all over.  She had beaten
both of them.  She was coming!  And right at the height of her
climax, she felt Jack's dick beginning to spurt in her ass,
closely followed by Dan's dick spurting into her eager mouth.

 After everybody caught their breath, they all got under the
showers together and washed each other off.  Jack and Dan enjoyed
washing the three pussies and Dan washed May's battered ass.  The
girls took turns washing the guys dicks and balls.  Finally, they
all got dressed and headed back for the van.

 When they got inside, Jack immediately grabbed Sally,
wrestling her giggling down onto the sofa.  Sarah laughed at
them.

 "Cut it out, you two," she told them.  "Ruth will be getting
here soon.  It wouldn't do for her to see you doing that."

 "Ohh," May groaned.  "Mother is coming and we're going to
have to stop fucking."  Everybody laughed.

 "Maybe not," Dan said.  They all turned to look at him.
"Maybe we can just get her to join in."

 "Oh, you don't know Mother," May said.

 "Maybe I know her better than you do," Sarah grinned at her.
"She didn't hesitate to spread her legs when we used to double
date at the drivein."

 "Mother?" May asked, not believing what she was hearing
about her prudish mother.

 "And what were you doing while Ruth was getting screwed?"
Dan asked Sarah.

 "Well, usually Ruth was getting fucked in the backseat and I
was getting fucked in the front seat," Sarah told him, seeing his
dick beginning to bulge out his pants.  "Dan, if you could make
Ruth, maybe she would just join in and we could all spend the
rest of the vacation screwing our eyeballs out!"

 "Precisely what I had in mind," he told her.

 About that time, they heard a car coming up the road.  May
looked out the window and recognized her mother's car.

 When Ruth pulled up at the campsite, she was greeted by
everyone piling out of the big camper van to meet her.  They
helped her unload her things and take them inside.  When she
asked where she should put them, Sarah just said not to worry
about that right now.

 After they had talked a little while and May had assured her
mother that she was indeed having a wonderful time (Ruth didn't
know yet just how wonderful), Sarah suggested they all get their
bathing suits and go to the pool.

 Dan leaned back in the lounge chair beside the pool.  Sarah
was sitting on the side of the chair, her hand resting
nonchalantly on his thigh, just below his balls.  As she and
Ruth, who was sitting facing them, talked, Sarah idly let the
back of her hand occasionally brush against Dan's balls.  It had
the desired effect.  Dan's dick began to harden and stiffen in
his bathing suit.  It didn't get totally hard, but it was bulging
enough to be noticable.  And, Dan saw, Ruth didn't miss it.  She
was trying not to be obvious, but she was looking!

 They went back to the van for lunch, and then back to the
pool again.  Bunny was there, but her parents weren't.  Bunny
told Jack and May and Sally that her mom and dad were "taking a
nap" in the van.

 After a while, Dan saw all four kids get out of the pool and
head up the road.  That really almost gave him a hardon, knowing
what they were probably going to do.

 In the big conversion van, Ray rolled over and looked out
the window when he heard the kids go by.  His ears perked up when
he heard Sally say something about butt fucking.  He looked down
at his wife, sprawled naked and asleep.  He smiled, remembering
how big a climax she had had, telling him about Dan fucking her
while he plowed her pussy.  He wondered what those kids were up
to.  Knowing Bunny, he would be willing to bet they were going
somewhere to screw.  He wondered where they would go.  Quietly,
he slipped off of the bed and pulled on his pants.  A few moments
later, he slipped out the door.

 Slipping into the bath house, Ray listened and heard muffled
voices coming through the back wall.  They must be behind the
building, he thought.  When Ray got around to the back of the
bath house, he saw four naked kids.  Bunny was on her hands and
knees, with Jack on his knees behind her.  The other two girls
were watching as Jack worked his dick up into Bunny's ass.  No
one had noticed him yet.  Sally had her back to him, and May was
on the other side of the two fucking kids.  She glanced up and
saw him as he approached them quietly.  He held his finger to his
lips.  She smiled when she saw that he had his pants unzipped and
his dick was jutting out through the opening.  He unfastened his
pants and quietly took them off.  He moved up behind Sally, who
still wasn't aware of his presence.  She became aware of it very
quickly when he slid his dick up between her legs, though.  She
gasped and looked back over her shoulder.  Ray just smiled at
her, sliding his dick back and forth in her juicy pussy slit.
Then he took his dick in his hand and guided it to the mouth of
her cunt.  She grunted when he smoothly slid it home in her.

 A short time later, Sarah saw the three kids coming back in
through the pool gate.  She wondered to herself how Jack could
keep up this pace.

 The kids slid back into the cool water, to wash the sweat
off and cool off.  Sally slipped her fingers inside the crotch of
her bathing suit and washed Ray's cum out of her pussy.  May saw
what she was doing and smiled at her.  May was the only one who
hadn't gotten fucked.  Jack had shot his load in Bunny's ass,
then then he had turned her over and fucked her pussy while her
father was fucking his sister.  This had really turned May on,
but she had consoled herself with the memory of getting butt
fucked in the shower that morning while she sucked Dan's dick.

 The group returned to the van for supper, and then they all
congregated in front of the TV for a while.  When Sarah suggested
that they all turn in early, Ruth was surprised when she didn't
hear a single objection from the kids.  Dan and Jack excused
themselves and went to the bath house for a shower.  The girls
had showered when they changed out of their suits so they
declined to accompany the guys.

 Sarah told Ruth that the kids had been just bunking out on
the sofa bed and that the bed in the back was big enough for her
to share it with her and Dan.  Ruth had raised her eyebrows at
that, but had said OK.

 When the guys got back, they found the girls already in bed.
The curtain into the back bedroom was pulled, so Jack simply
shucked his pants, slipped his pajama pants on and slid into bed
between the two girls.  Dan slipped his pants off and put on a
pair of pajama pants.  The kids lay quietly and watched Dan open
the curtain into the back bedroom.  The two women were stretched
out on the bed in the moonlight coming in through the window.
They both appeared to be asleep.  Dan left the curtain open and
eased himself onto the bed between Ruth and Sarah.  the kids saw
Sarah raise her head and give Dan a quick kiss, then lie quietly.
Ruth appeared to be asleep.

 Ruth had gone to sleep almost as soon as she lay down.  She
didn't know when Dan got into bed, so she had no idea what time
it was when she was awakened by a hand sliding over her from
behind and cupping her breast.   She lay very still, realizing
that the hand had to belong to Dan.  She thought at first that he
was reaching out in his sleep and thought he had hold of Sarah's
tit.  She just lay there, feeling the hand gently squeezing her
breast, and enjoying it.  It had been a long time since a man had
felt her tits.  Suddenly, she realized that Dan knew exactly what
he was doing, because she felt his body ease up against her from
behind.  She felt his hard dick up against her back!  She didn't
quite know what to do.  She really didn't want him to quit, but
she was afraid her sister would wake up.  She felt the hand on
her tit slide down over her stomach to her crotch.  It probed at
her pussy, but since her legs were together, it couldn't get to
her.  The hand then went on down and began to pull her gown up!
She lay very still.  The hand had her gown up to her waist, now.
Then, she felt a bare dick up against her ass!  Dan had opened
his pajamas.  She felt the dick move down and probe between her
legs.  In spite of herself, she parted her legs a little and let
the dick slip between her legs, nestling right up against her
pussy.  She felt a hand on her leg, lifting it, then the dick was
probing her slit.  She couldn't believe this!  Dan's prick felt
huge, sliding back and forth in her slit.  Then, she felt him put
the end against her hole and press forward.  It was going in!
Inch by inch, the big thing was moving up into her rapidly
creaming pussy!  If Sarah woke up now, she and Dan were  both in
deep trouble!  Dan began to move his dick back and forth in her,
slowly sliding it in and out of her pussy.

 In the other room, all three kids were watching the
proceedings in the bedroom.  They all knew that Sarah was not
asleep, but just pretending to be.  They could see right up
between Ruth's legs, and they were watching Dan's big dick slide
slowly in and out of Ruth's pussy.  May was delighted to be
seeing her mother getting fucked!  She felt something against her
back, then realized that Jack was about to do the same thing to
her that Dan was doing to her mother.  She smiled and parted her
legs, grunting quietly when his dick slid home in her hot pussy.

 Dan was beginning to move more vigorously now.  Ruth was
really afraid he was going to wake Sarah up.  She glanced over
her shoulder and was surprised to see Sarah's arm wrapped around
Dan's neck.  Sarah was kissing him on the ear while he was
fucking her!  Sarah raised up quietly and smiled at Ruth.  She
reached across Dan's body and grasped Ruth's hip, pulling her
back tight against Dan, letting her sister know that she was in
favor of what was going on.  Dan began to screw her even more
vigorously, now.  Ruth quit worrying about what was going on and
just lay there and enjoyed it.  Suddenly, Dan rolled her over on
top of him.  She found herself lying on her back on top of him,
her legs spread wide as he fucked upwards into her pussy.  Then
her eyes focused on the scene in the other room.  Her daughter
was lying on her side with Jack's dick sliding in and out of her
pussy, and Sally was up on her elbows watching Ruth getting
screwed by her father.  Ruth groaned.  She just spread her legs
farther and tried to push her pelvis down to get more of Dan's
dick in her.  Sensing her movement, Dan rolled her back onto her
side and pulled his dick out of her.  Then he rolled her onto her
back and crawled on top of her.  She spread her legs wide as he
lowered himself on top of her and buried his dick in her cunt.
She suddenly realized that this was going to be the most unusual
vacation she had ever been on.


 There her daughter (my 13 yrold couisin) was with her frilly panties pushed to one side. She was giving her swollen little pussy hell with a hair brush on her mothers bed. That drove me nutts! I started watching her wathing me fuck the hell out of her mother. We made eye contact and she licked her lips and moaned and cramed her panties in her mouth. I pushed my aunt down to the floor and pushed her head to the floor. I then grabbed the baby oil from the counter and coated her big ass. "What the fuck I never I never" and then I eased a bout 2" in her big ass. Stop Stop it hurts she screamed. I then took the dominating aproach. I said " you ARE going to shut up spread those fat ass cheeks or I'm Sreading Jessie's little ass" You better not you little cock sucker. Shut up whore and I grabbed two hands full of hair and slammed the rest of the 71/2" up her tight ass. Tears started to run down her face. The door swung open and there was Jessie half naked. Get off my mom you're hurting her. But I contined. I did with long slow strokes and her asshole started to loosen and she moaned. I grabbed the brush out of J's hand. Here aunt Beth taste your daughter and stuck it in her mouth. She licked it. "Oh god J your pussy tastes great. Fuck me Dick Fuck my big ass" I picked up the pace and J got down underneath her and started fist fucking her own mother's cunt. "OOOOOhhhhhh yyyyeeeaahhhhh fuck mommy's twat you slut. Ram mommy's cccuuunnttt! Come on fuck my holes harder harder harder I'm cummingggg! J and I pulled out at hte same time and both holes farted and her juices ran from her wollowed out pussy. J stuck my Dick in her mouth and sucked me till I pumped 6 loads into her mouth and I then told her to spit it in her mother's fat gapping asshole!

 I turned the shower on and hopped in. And sweet little J was right behind me and started soaping my stiffining cock.......

 

Her sleep was both fitful and restful as the images of the day and it’s bizarre unfolding raced through her mind as well as the words of her new friend echoed, first the image of a lurid smile beaming from her face while braying like a mule, “Jacking two off at the same time is really great!” While Stacy dozed she could see her new friend pumping on them until those two stiff dicks started squirting! Then the feeling of hot cum pooling on her belly at the same time it pooled on Betty’s! Stacy could see herself watching, panting, and drooling while the two faceless boys ejaculated all over Betty’s flat belly grunting and laughing licentiously.

 

She tried to wake and stay asleep at the same time then her thoughts drifted to what they talked about between their voyeuring, “I still find it difficult to believe that those four people are married, but not to each other?” Echoed in Stacy mind sounding quite puzzled adding, “Did I say that right? Anyhow, you know what I mean.” And then with alarming suddenness a woman tackled her from behind while holding her down started yelling, “Come and get her while she’s hot! She is really hot!” Stacy struggled only briefly as she found herself eagerly waiting with her legs parted and eyes closed.

 

Betty’s voice sounded haughtily yet reassuring as her face appeared in her dream whispering, “Personally, I see no harm in it. I’m sure that most married people get bored with each other sooner or later and what harm is there?” Betty purred as she licentiously smiled at Stacy. And as she looked at Betty again she could see another woman kissing and licking her butt, and she tried to say, “No let me!” but her voice was mute.

 

Alone now in her dream she’d had the wild urge to relieve her tension that was just as much mental as it was physical. She could hear a dog barking off in the distance as she squatted by a tree to finger herself. Her tight little nub of a clitoris turned hard and jolts of electricity shot through her spine as her finger passed over it creating the intense urge to urinate. As she started to pee the dog popped out of nowhere; the shock of being forced to the ground by her attacking beast forced her urine to gush out. As Stacy opened her mouth to scream she was stifled by the beast’s tongue when he stuffed it down her throat choking her. She tried to run but couldn’t get to her feet and they wouldn’t even move, all she could do was pee, and flail her arms and legs in panic as the monstrous beast towered over her pinning her to the ground with his big paw.

 

She wanted to run away and hide and at the same time wanted him to mount her. Stacy was so very confused as the fearsome image of the dog faded, her lust returned as she started to dream about Betty again, and how comforting she is and how nice her touches are, and then there she was in front of her with a very big and hard penis jutting out from between her legs. Stacy’s voice stuck in her throat as she tried to call out her name. As Betty lay down on top of her she softly stroked Stacy’s face with both hands while placing her large gland just inside her opening and then hot soothing liquid started filling Stacy’s vagina and with a snap and a rash of panting gasps Stacy awoke.

 

“Stacy dear get up you still have a half day. Honey are you going to sleep all day?” Stacy’s mom Susan called from down stairs and then asking urgently, “Are you awake? Wake up dear…!”

 

“I’m awake I’m up mom!” Stacy called out still lying in bed then thinking to herself, “Shit…! I’ve wet the bed again.” She jumped up quickly stripped off her soaked PJs and then stripped the bed; being glad now that she didn’t protest her mother’s idea of leaving the rubberized mattress cover on.

 

“Honey your dad and I have been talking and since it is only a half day you can stay home if you want.” Susan shouted after changing her mind and then informed her, “Harry called and said that he wasn’t going to be home at all today. Did you hear me Stacy?”

 

“Yes mom I heard. Thank you for letting me stay home, and I just wanted to tell Harry that I wasn’t going to be seeing him any more. I’m going to take a shower now!” Stacy shouted down the stairs and then saying to herself, “Am I glad that the laundry room is up here.” Stuffed the soap, sheets, and PJs into the washer and started it and raced into the shower.

 

The shower felt outrageously good the hot water was so energizing and at the same time so very soothing to her really sore sphincter muscles both her anal and vaginal sphincters hurt from all that squeezing they did even her stomach muscles and buttocks were sore, as well as her throat from all that gasping she did. When Stacy washed her legs she found that she still had some of the fruits of her passion clinging to her inner thighs and buttocks. A smooth silken coating remained; a sweet reminder of the new found pleasures she experienced at the hands of her new friend.

 

After drying off she started dressing in her room when her mom knocked softly and asked, “Stacy honey may I come in?”

 

“Sure mom. Are you okay?” Stacy asked a bit puzzled at the tone of her mother’s voice.

 

“I was going to ask you the same question.” Suzan posed and then asked, “Have some of the boys at school bothered you or tried to get you to do something you didn’t want to?” she asked as she sat next to Stacy.

 

“No mama. I just caught Harry holding hands with someone else is all. Why?” She assured her mom sounding disgusted.

 

“It’s just that you were making quite a raucous in your room last night so I looked in and saw that you were only dreaming but you were wetting the bed…”

 

“It was nothing mom I was dreaming of walking in the woods and well I had to pee and well that is that?” Stacy interjected smugly thinking that she had taken the upper hand and started to fasten pink bows to her long ponytails.

 

“Honey you would… tell me if anything was wrong wouldn’t you?” Suzan pressed as she helped make the bows and pointed out, “You are turning into a beautiful woman.”

 

“Yes! I would tell you and I will tell if and when any of the booyyssa…try anything at all!” Stacy reassured.

 

“Good! And oh yes Sheila Riley your new friend Betty’s mother called and said that you could spend the week end at their house.” Suzan informed and asked in a firm voice, “Why didn’t I know about the sleep over?”

 

“We talked about it late last night and I didn’t want to wake you and dad up to ask plus it was too late to call her back.” Stacy answered with out hesitation, “I would’ve called if you said I couldn’t.”

 

“Well as it turns out we wanted to go on a little trip to see some of our friends and we were going to leave you with Aunt May but she is going to be out of town too; we were about to cancel when we got the call.” Suzan said still sounding a little upset then queried, “What kind of plans have you two made?”

 

Half laughingly Stacy blurted out, “Go down to the local bar and get drunk…”

“Stacy…!” Suzan interrupted and furiously adding, “There’ll be none of that…!”

 

“Aw mom I’m just kidding we’re going to watch videos. I’m going to help her do some of her chores like feeding the animals checking their water, and hiking some of the trails they have on the back of their place. Maybe visit the horse farm down the road a piece.” Stacy eased and pointed out, “Besides I might learn something.”

 

“I should have known that you were just teasing.” She said much calmer now even confident when she added, “Yea! You just might learn how much work there is to farm life. We might not be back till late Monday so take some school clothes wit…”

 

“Mom there’s no school Monday some sort of teachers something. So if the Riley’s don’t mind is it okay for me to stay till Tuesday?” Stacy pressed.

 

“Sure but only if they don’t mind!” Suzan stressed and then emphatically ordered, “Be careful around those animals; they bite and kick!”

 

“I will I promise.” Stacy replied snickering.

 

By noon her parents were out of sight and Stacy had tossed her bra back into the drawer and changed into a pair of crotchless pantyhose that she had found and surprising enough they fit, a tee-shirt, bib-overalls, and slip on shoes. She caught herself racing as she checked the house one last time slowed her pace and checked everything again and then bolted out the door at a rapid walk her tails flapping as she bobbed. As her excitement grew her pace had quickened to one that any speed walker would be jealous of.

 

As she neared her exes place she stopped dead in her tracks because there he was in the back yard with some other guy; as she got closer she recognized him as Harold the jerk as she referred to him. Stacy lost sight of them when she got close to the fence and was about to call out when she heard Harry say, “Yea, yea I’m ready push it in.” As she peered through the knot hole shock and rage flashed like an old flash bulb; her face turned red but her ears turned bright red and sweat beaded on her brow as she raced away from the fence at a hard run. Stacy ran till she started gasping for air tears were streaming down her face as her rage turned to grief. Soon her tears dried she was again angry and thinking to herself, “What do I care any way! That bastard! I already decided to call it off, but still it would’ve been better if he got a little mad but nooo…!” As if transported by a beam she found herself pounding at Betty’s door when it swung open.

 

“What is…! What happened Stacy?” Betty cried out.

 

“Oh that bastard…!” Stacy shouted as she stomped in and paused as she glared through her tears and gritting her teethe went on, “That bastard shit…!”

 

“Stacy take a few deep breaths and spit it out!” Betty ordered then pried, “What happened?”

 

As she took several deep breaths she paced the floor clearly no longer grieving and then started, “I find out this morning that ‘hee…!’ wont be home all day and what do I see Harry taking it in the butt by Harold the ass-hole…”

 

Betty jumped in, “What are you saying? By hee… you mean your ex?”

“That bastard was getting butt-fucked! Christ!” Stacy shouted and then groaned, “To think I almost let him put that fucking shitty dick in my mouth!”

 

“Harold was fucking Harry in the aasssa…!?” Betty questioned as she got an impish look of amazement on her face.

 

“Can you believe that?” Stacy wailed in disgust making an ugly grimace adding, “The bastard didn’t even wait to break up!”

 

“Hey… Hey… you broke up with him last night didn’t you?” Betty said firmly but calmly as she started to pet Stacy’s shoulder.

 

“Oh yea I guess but he didn’t even know!” Her voice was rife with anger.

 

“Hey what are angry the most about any way; that he stepped out on you or that you didn’t suck his dick and let him fuck you or that he might like it in the butt?” Betty paused as she waited for an answer and the silence was her que to continue, “Any way you decided it was over last night when you kissed me.”

 

“Did any of the boys that you had sex with lie to get into your pants?” Stacy asked her face still red and voice still strained.

 

“All of them I think.” She thought for a second then started again, “Stacy a boy is going to say what ever he thinks you want to hear if it means he is going into your pants. Not all of them do but most of them.”

 

“And you do it any way?” Stacy ask some what calmer.

 

“Well if they are telling me what I want to hear.” Betty chuckled a little and went on, “I just know they are lying.”

 

“I guess I don’t know. I think I am mad that he isn’t going to miss me?” She said unsteadily as she finally answered Betty’s question.

 

“Maybe this will help.” Betty quipped as she smiled at Stacy brushing her hair back saying, “My mom said that she caught dad at making up a story about fishing he never fished but the story he told was funny and made my mom laugh. I’m not sure when they started doing it, but they sure do it a lot now.”

 

“I guess I sound dumb huh?” Stacy sounded indignant and then with a puzzled tone asked, “You know when they do it?”

 

“Sure I do just not all the time.” She quipped and continued, “No you’re not dumb just young, sheltered, and inexperienced. Boy the way you were talking a few minutes ago tells me there is hope for you.” Betty reassured, “And boy are we going to take care of that sheltered and inexperienced stuff tonight!”

 

“Did you lie to me last night?” She asked frankly.

 

“Not once! I just didn’t tell you every thing, and didn’t I say I want some… secrets?” Betty teased as the tension in the air vanished.

 

“You really want me as a girlfriend and as a lover?” Stacy quizzed her face was still red but a smile was starting to beam.

 

“Hell yes until you get tired of me!” Betty excitedly proclaimed adding, “When I first laid down last night I thought how lucky am I and then I started to masturbate thinking of you but stopped because I wanted to save it for you. I even had a dream about you.”

 

“I went right to sleep and had a jumble of weird dreams and you were in them all. You even calmed me down when I was being chased by a dog or a wolf or something.” Stacy said excitedly and was now at ease and looked down at the floor acting embarrassed and stuttered, “I… A… I… We had sex; in my dream you had a really big penis, and I wet the bed when you came in me.” Her face now beaming red from embarrassment rather than anger.

 

“Did you like it?” Betty coyly asked.

 

“Yes but I woke up too soon.” Stacy cooed warmly.

 

“I want to tell you that before you and Harry started seeing each other we were going out once in a while. Hell I even let him fuck me.” She said smugly adding, “He didn’t even get it in me; before he shot his load all over my legs and stomach as soon as he laid down on me.” She laughed impishly and then continued, “It was really small and turned soft instantly too, so you didn’t miss out on much. And Harold always creaped me out, but I never figured him for a butt cowboy.”

 

“Well I feel so silly getting as upset as I did, but I am passed it now.” Stacy said and musingly restated, “Butt cowboy huh.”

 

“You are a fast learner. You’re doing just fine, Stacy. A few more days with me and my blunt way of speaking and you’ll be surprising yourself with your new way of looking upon sex and life in general. I could sense that you weren’t really a prude, you know what you want to be and you have that push, or I wouldn’t have bothered to try and help you come out of your shell.”

 

Stacy smiled gleefully as she put her hand on Betty’s saying, “Thank you. I like you a lot and want to be with you and for now be yours.” While scootching closer she asked, “Did you think of what you want me to do?”

 

“I sure have! I’ve been thinking what I want ‘and…!’ what you want!” Betty paused as she mused on her thoughts and asked, “You remember when that beast mounted the woman in the room and what she did?”

 

“Oh yes I sure do it is burned into my mind. She started kissing her friend very passionately almost screaming into her mouth when he penetrated her!” Stacy stopped and caught her breath as she continued her voice grew shaky, “I pissed my pants when he lunged into her!”

 

“More like gushed into your pants; girl it was loud enough to be heard across town!” Betty teased and asked, “You remember what you said later on when we left?” She pried.

 

“I said I wished you had a penis if you did I would let you deflower me right here and now.” Stacy said softly as she moved her hand farther up Betty’s thigh adding, “If you want to take me with your toy I’ll let you; I am your slave this weekend. I belong to you.”

 

“I don’t have a toy and my mom’s are flat out too big!” Betty disclosed then cajoled, “Any way I think you should have a real penis as you put it; as I would say it you should have a hard wet cock cumming in you. As she cupped Stacy’s ears and smiled warmly.

 

“Your mom has sex toys and you’ve seen them?” Stacy asked her surprise was betrayed by her voice as she slipped closer, “You said you were going to introduce me to your toy! It is okay really I belong to you and anything goes.”

 

“Yea I’ve gone through my mom’s drawer. So…! You are my slave and any thing goes huh.” Betty restated firmly as her impish smile beamed like a bright light.

 

“Yes I promise anything you want me to do I will do as best as I can.” Stacy affirmed as she put her head on Betty’s shoulder adding, “I feel safe around you; so I am sure you don’t want to hurt me.”

 

“You know losing your virginity can hurt some.” She explained.

 

“My mom said that it isn’t much more than a pinch.” Stacy calmly said adding, “I’ll let you even if it hurts a lot.”

 

“Last night I said that I would never ask someone to do something I wouldn’t do; so here look at this picture of me and Mytoy.” Betty directed as she pulled a picture from under the mattress.

 

As Stacy looked her jaw went slack as she glanced back and forth looking at the picture and then Betty and asked, “Is he a… is he…”

 

“Yeaass…!” Betty interjected adding in a very sultry tone, “He just finished cumming in me when the timer snapped the picture.”

 

“Oh…! I… ya!” Stacy struggled for words as she sat in Betty’s lap and continued, “Oh Betty if that’s what you want me to do I will I want to but I don’t know how. Is he your dog?”

“Yep he is, and yes I do and his name is Myto…” Betty was cut off.

 

“Oh…! I get it now Mytoy is your toy!” Stacy sang out as the discovery set in.

 

Yes and he is a good dog.” She said proudly and teasingly asked, “You creaming your panties yet?”

 

“I would be if I wore some so I’m soaking my overalls.” Stacy said coyly as she smiled wetly.

 

“You know I could smell you when you walked in, you were so hot. Let me see bend over!” Betty directed and melodiously added, “That’s my girl bend over all the way. Oh my that ‘is…!’ a big wet spot.”

 

“What if he doesn’t want me?” Stacy asked pensively.

 

“He’s a male and a smart male I want you so he’ll want you you’ll see.” She merrily assured and then directed, “Off with those coveralls, shirt, and bra; come on strip it all off.” She pleasantly coaxed.

 

Snap, snap and a kick, kick went the coveralls and shoes; and with a tear and buttons popping the shirt was gone and, “I don’t have a bra on!” Stacy brayed and then coyly asked, “What do you think? ”

 

“You are much better looking in the light; I am getting wet just looking at you! That is a beautiful pair of pantyhose.” Betty cajoled as she slid her hand up and down Stacy’s inner thigh adding, “You are really beautiful Stacy!”

 

“Oh thank you!” She cooed as she blushed. “Where is Mytoy?” Stacy asked with eagerness ringing in her voice.

 

“He’ll be along. Come here and kiss me you sweet little thing you.” Betty urged as she stood.

 

Stacy quickly put their lips together kissing one then the other before snaking her tongue into Betty’s mouth. She started undoing the sash on her pants and the buttons of her shirt; peeling it back as she sucked a nippled into her mouth causing Betty to gasp and stumble a bit. She moaned as Stacy ground the nipple harder with her teeth as her fingers squeezed the other nipple. Stacy was working the tight fitting jeans down ward with her free hand, as they slacked and fell to Betty’s knees.

 

“Sit!” Stacy ordered.

 

“No. Not here lets go to my bedroom. Okay?” Betty posed.

 

“Is Mytoy up there?” She asked coyly.

 

“Come on… up the stairs with you.” Betty directed gleefully.

 

“You lead the way.” Stacy pressed.

 

“No you lead I want to watch your bottom as you walk up the stairs.” Betty explained as she gave Stacy’s fanny a few playful swats.

 

“Ooo…! Ouuchh!” Stacy cried out in make believe looking back at Betty licentiously turned and walked up the stairs exaggerating her hip movements. As she reached the bright light in the middle of the stairs Betty said, “Stop I want to look closely at your sweet little pussy. Actually I want to kiss you there and drink some of those sweet creams that you have on your labia. That’s it spread your knees wide on that step.”

 

As Betty Squeezed Stacy’s cheeks and kissed them she started quaffing deeply at her vaginal opening as she gave it several soft kisses and in a soft cooing voice said, “Your labia are so puffy and red and so very warm and they taste so very sweet. You open wide with each kiss wide enough to see into your wet vaginal well.”

 

“Oh your kisses feel so good. I could stay right here all night.” Stacy purred.

 

“And this?” Betty asked as she started licking right on her anus.

 

Breathlessly Stacy moaned, “Yes! God yes that is divine!”

 

“Judging by how hot you are to the touch and the way you are sweating and how red your vulva are I’d say you were… well like the woman in the room.”

 

“Say it like you want to say it!” Stacy ordered as her whole body began to blush.

 

“Okay I think you are in heat, in season ready to mate really ready. So up the stairs you go and into ‘my…!’ bed in my room.” And with another round of playful slaps Stacy scampered up the stairs laughing wildly. Upon entering the room she jumped onto the bed face up and Betty stuffed her face right into her wet vagina turning their boisterous laughter into cooing moans when Betty started slowly but firmly suckling on Stacy’s already engorged clitoris; stopping only to run her lips over the fresh new growth of thin satiny blond hairs that surrounded the clitoral hood. In only a few minutes Stacy’s sweet cream started coating Betty’s face. Stacy moaned raspyly as she gripped the covers and pump her legs as an orgasm raced from her groin to her head warming her whole body, as it passed her gasps turned to cooing sighs as she snuggled to Betty when she lay down beside her.

 

Stacy was the first to break the silence they were basking in asking pensively, “Is Mytoy’s penis big like that other dog’s?”

 

“Not even close. That pooch last night had a really big cock for a dog!” Betty assured adding, “Any way you’re about the same size an me so I’m sure it will fit into your sweet little tunnel of love just fine.” After a pause She asked, Didn’t you see the other dog’s at all?”

 

“Only the tip sticking out of his sheath an inch or two.” Stacy explained and asked, “That picture was that your first time?”

 

“No we were doing it for weeks when I took that picture.” Betty recounted slyly leaving out the part about Mytoy’s large knot and asked, “Are you really ready to be my slave?”

 

“You know I am!” She energetically assured adding, “Anything! Just anything your heart wants.”

 

“That’s good because I want to talk dirty to you because well I want to and it will help you get more relaxed about sex and so make you sexier. So… you are going to be my little barn yard slut!” Betty stated smiling broadly and went on asking, “How does it feel to go from a girl who till yesterday had only seen birds doing it to seeing a woman fuck a dog to turning into a barn yard slut your self? My barnyard slut!”

 

“I’m nervous a little well maybe a lot cause it is all so new. My muscles around my clitoris are so tight they hurt, and the muscles in my bu…” Stacy was cut off.

 

“Say my cunt is aching to my nips and my ass is pounding in my throat!” Betty gleefully ordered.

 

“My cunt is aching in my nipples and my butt is throbbing in my stomach!” Stacy said a little weakly but loud enough to be heard.

 

Betty enjoying herself immensely as she continued ordering, “Now say I want a cock! A dog cock stuffed in my cunt!”

 

“I want a big fat dog cock stuffing me in my cunt and hard too!” Stacy said ravenously; as she got into the game an impish gleam shined in her eyes.

 

Again and again she repeated her lines while Betty sat impishly clapping her hands when Stacy said them like she meant them.

 

“Now I wa…” Betty was interrupted by a crash.

 

The door swung open and in bounced a big brown dog and with a bounding leap landed on top of both girls with his tail wagging frantically as he sniffed at the two of them whining and moof moofing and licking them both in the face as he playfully bounced all over the bed. Soon his nose found it’s way into all four armpits as he eagerly licked and sniffed at them; snorting. Both girls shrieked blissfully as he continued licking their armpits and faces. As his exuberance became more feverish he started eagerly giving both girls slatheringly wet doggy kisses all over their faces.

 

“Remind you of anything?” Betty said sarcastically.

 

“Yea that doggy in the window.” Stacy said as she and Betty burst into laughter.

 

“Did you just make a joke?” Betty asked in amazement.

 

“Yes I did!” Stacy replied followed by an uproarious laughter.

 

Stacy’s laughter was cut short as Mytoy stuffed his nose into her crotch sniffing and then licking her face and diving back into her crotch. She broke into a sweat instantly as her red face got redder and she started panting like the dog nosing her satiny new pubic hair. A few seconds later he was in Betty’s face and crotch sniffing and licking her just as eagerly them. That was short lived when Mytoy started nosing both their pussies first Betty’s darker and fuller bush and then Stacy’s with her barely visible pubic hairs, again and again he went back and forth sniffing and snorting again nosing their armpits and licking them both in the face.

 

“My god Betty my heart is pou…!” Stacy went silent and shuddered as Mytoy forced his nose between her legs hungrily sniffing her scent and then started licking her left thigh and vulva quietly whining.

 

Coquettishly Betty whispered raspyly, “Your it.” and softly petted Stacy’s back.

 

Stacy let out a screech as his licking turned even more persistent. It was then Betty pulled her to her back and started kissing Stacy’s feverishly on the lips muffling her desperate cries with her tongue. When Stacy’s gasping cries turned to loud moaning with a sultry voice Betty sang, “Now be a good girl and spread those legs for doggy. You give it all to him.” And with a warm chortle sang, “Open wide for doggeee…”

 

Stacy moans turned to screeching laughter as Mytoy’s tongue splashed into her wet pussy and again Betty stifled her riotous laughter by closing her mouth over Stacy’s and hanging on to the thrashing vixen. Her gasping breaths puffed Betty’s cheeks out as Stacy’s breath gusted into her mouth. Soon her breathing turned deep and convulsive and she grabbed Betty tightly and her back arched and Stacy’s chest started heaving as her body writhed from orgasm, and Mytoy’s tongue started making loud sloshing noises as he eagerly fed on Stacy’s sweet creamy fruit.

 

As Stacy settled back into her body and opened her eyes and gazed at Betty she purred, “I saw stars and then I was looking down from the ceiling watching that wonderful hound sucking my insides out through my pussy.”

 

As she watched Mytoy licking his way up her side Stacy snuggled into Betty’s arm and raised both arms over her head exposing her tender armpits to Mytoy’s lavish attentions. As he licked at both Stacy’s sides he walked between her fanning legs. Each time his tongue swept across her armpit she shivered and gasped; and Betty’s smile would beam.

 

“Oh Betty I can’t say how perfectly divine this is. Oh! God! He’s dripping on my vagina! I can feel him dripping on my labia and my clitoris.” Stacy recounted breathlessly almost in a panic as Mytoy licked Stacy’s ear feverishly.

 

“My barnyard pal you ready for another thrill?” Betty asked licentiously and added, “Roll over on top of me and give me one of your long wet sweet kisses.”

 

As she rolled over the hound hopped back whining but soon straddled both girls again as Stacy kissed Betty.

 

Stacy started whispering raspyly, “Oh god Betty I can feel his scent dribbling on my anus and his licking my ear is driving me crazy!”

 

“He is a really sweet lover better than any man I’ve ever been with.” Betty said dreamily and then directed, “Upon your knees and spread your feet wide. Now kiss me again you have the wettest and sweetest mouth I have ever kissed!” and she grabbed Stacy’s buttocks and spread them wide giving Mytoy more of Stacy’s sweet meat to lick.

 

“God Betty it feel like his tongue is going all the way into my throat!” Stacy described breathlessly.

 

“Shhh… Kiss me don’t stop please.” Betty purred.

 

All that could be heard was the loud grunting from Stacy as she kept her tongue deep in Betty’s throat and Mytoy’s tongue sloshing over Stacy’s wet vaginal opening and winking anus. Soon the sounds were pierced by Mytoy’s loud growling whine and several loud moof moofs as Mytoy urgently nosed at Stacy’s side.

 

“You know what that means don’t you?” Betty coyly asked her smile now beaming from ear to ear with eager anticipation.

 

“He wants me now doesn’t he?” Stacy replied her voice sounding strained and pensive.

 

“Yes he does!” Betty cajoled and then directed warmly, “There is a wide padded pillow under the bed pull it out and put your knees on it, it will protect your knees and give you the perfect height for mounting.”

 

As Stacy reached under the bed and pulled the pillow out and asked, “Shouldn’t we dim the lights?”

 

Betty moved to edge of the bed and purred, “I want to see everything!” While Mytoy paced back and forth whining loudly eagerly waiting for his mate.

 

“Your too close to the bed back up just a little. That’s good.” Betty directed, “Okay put your hands under my shoulders yea just like that. I want you to tell me everything he does when he does it. Oh honey baby your face is so hot I can feel it glowing.”

 

“Oh he’s licking my breast that rough tongue makes my nipple ache now he’s in armpit again. That feels so nasty yet strangely wonderful. Now he’s tracing my side with his cold nose and tongue. I can’t believe something so rough can feel so, so very gooood. Yiiee…! He just licked my clitoris. Oooo… that rough tongue is stretching my soft skin. Now he’s walking around back. Oh god is going to mount me now?” Stacy asked her voice deepening from her passion.

 

“No baby he is still sizing you up. Getting an idea where every little thing is.” Betty explained sexily and asked, “How does it feel to have a doggy tongue licking your ear?”

 

“Betty it is so strange and wonderful. Now he’s blowing his hot breath on my neck while he is sniffing my hair. Oh god he’s licking my armpit again. Auhaahhh! Eeww…! He is licking my butt really hard it feels like it is going up into my throat. Oohh! God! Oh! Au…! He’s licking my thighs and my clitoris. Au eeww…his nose is right in my butt and he is licking really hard at my…Oh au ugh...! Pheeeww Au God! Ewwww! Auhaahhh! He’s on me Oh…! God he’s on me. He is so heavy!” Stacy’s voice groaned and was full of shock as she struggled with the animal’s weight as he shuffled and shifted his position. “Oohh! God! Oh! Au he’s poking me in my buttocks and spraying me with his scent!”

 

“Arch your back more!” Betty urged, “That’s my girl.”

 

“He just hopped down and went straight to my vagina!” Stacy gasped and panted wildly as Mytoy’s tongue sloshed around her vaginal opening.

 

“I know you sound really wet!” Betty cajoled as she ran her fingers through Stacy’s hair in a comforting gesture and softly added, “Stacy honey when he mounts you this time he is going to thrust his cock into you and I want to watch your face.”

 

“Auhaahhh! He’s on me Oh…! God he’s on me again.” Stacy cried out loudly in shock but still kept her face where Betty could see, “He is really spraying my butt I can feel it dripping down my thighs. Betty it’s going to hurt a lot isn’t it?”

 

“Yes maybe but only for a little while. I promise you are going to love it and not want it to stop!” Betty reassured.

 

“God! Ewwww! His penis just went between my legs and I could feel his testicles swinging between my legs. Oh his body is so hot! Ooohh… He just tightened his grip around my waist. The room is starting to spin around wildly. The tip of his penis is right by my opening god I can feel his essence dripping on my labia. Oh Ouch it popped off my butt and he sprayed me all over my back, an… Oohh! God! Oh! Au, he’s bouncing it on my cheeks  Oohh...! God...! Oouuch! Ouch God Damn it He…He’s in meee oh god it hurts Ooouucha!” Stacy cried out squeezing her eyes shut and with relief in her voice said, “Pheeewwa he yanked it out.” She lay her head down on Betty’s breast sighing loudly, “Is it over? Is it over now? He hopped off.”

 

“He hasn’t even started ye…” Betty went silent as Stacy’s body was shoved into her’s when Mytoy hopped back on.

 

“Oouuch! Ooouucha…! God Damn it ugh…! He’s…” Stacy’s voice was stuck in her throat as the beast started feverishly pumping his cock into her and as quickly as it started he stopped keeping his haunches pressed firmly against Stacy’s buttocks. His tongue was flailing about as he panted.

 

“Oh Betty he is trying to stuff one of his balls into me. What is it, it feels huge.” Stacy breathlessly exclaimed adding, “It really makes me ache in my groin, and oh god my heart is pounding so hard!”

 

As Betty pulled Stacy’s head to her breast she said comfortingly, “Just relax and enjoy it.”

 

“You were right it is starting to feel really, really ni…” Stacy stopped talking and started grunting as Mytoy gave a powerful thrust and another and then three quick powerful thrusting jabs. On the third thrust Stacy’s head arched back her eyes wide open and blinking from shock and her mouth gaping wide letting out a series of loud groaning grunts as the hairy beast started convulsively humping and then went limp and draped across Stacy’s trembling body.

 

“God…!damn it that hurt Betty a lot more than some!” Stacy groaned still holding on to Betty laid her head back down and added quietly, “Now that he has stopped moving it feel nice really nice. If I didn’t have to pee so bad I would be in heaven. Before he shoved that huge ‘rock…!’ into me it was feeling wonderful. That big dick pushing my breath out sliding into me and like it was sucking my breath back in when it slipped out; and then I exploded when he pounded that thing into me! What the hell is that thing it’s huge?”

 

“It’s part of his cock, he wants to mate with you until he got it inside you he was only part way there.” Betty explained.

 

“I could feel him squirting hot com inside me when he was holding me so tightly with his front legs. My god that felt goood his hot hairy body mashing against mine and his hot sperm sloshing inside as his penis pistoned inside me! I was seeing stars I felt like I was floating.” Stacy recounted and hesitantly added, “I have to go really bad but I can’t with that huge knot in me.”

 

“You see I told you would like it. He was… squirting his sperm into you especially after he stuffed that huge dog knot in you” Betty whispered into Stacy’s hair comfortingly added, “If you want to pee just go don’t worry about the floor. Any way when he pulls out you ‘are…!’ going to piss believe me.”

 

“Ouch what ‘huh…!’ was that?” Stacy grunted as her body was yanked back.

 

“He’s trying to pull out. Hush and kiss me.” Betty whispered as she cupped her ears and pulled Stacy’s lips to hers.

 

The tender kissing was suddenly violently interrupted when Mytoy gave several loud grunts as he yanked backwards trying to free his cock and with a loud wet shlopping plop and a gushing spray of urine he pulled his cock free from Stacy’s tight vaginal grip. As he hopped off he started licking his dick and drinking Stacy’s pee-pee as it dribbled down her thighs and puddling on the floor.

 

Stacy started sniffling and softly sobbing and her eyes filled with tears, “I didn’t want him to take it oouutah…! It hurt but I didn’t want it to stop.”

 

“It’s okay baby!” Betty consoled adding, “He is going to give you some more, and better this time you’ll see.”

 

“Oouuhh… It hurt but I felt so very hot inside!” Stacy softly sobbed and as she calmed her tears stopped she quietly added, “He’s licking my pee-pee as it dribbles out. I feel so empty inside now; do you think he might do it again?”

 

As betty wiped the runny nose and dried her eyes answered, “Yes honey and soon too.”

 

“Was I just being silly again?” She asked as a smile returned to her face and then she said with glee, “Oh he is really licking me all over my butt and legs ‘Oh…!’ he’s really licking my pussy now!”

 

“No not silly just surprised; and any way I would’ve been disappointed if you didn’t do some crying. I cried the first time and I wasn’t with any one.” Betty replied warmly stroking Stacy’s cheek and ear.

“God! Oh! Au…! Uhu…! he’s on me again Betty!” Stacy excitedly screeched, “Ouha! God he’s inside me that big dick just slipped in!” Stacy described in a deepening voice as her burning lust took hold.

 

Stacy just lay her head between Betty’s breasts as Mytoy worked his cock slipping it back and forth inside Stacy’s vaginal sheath. Occasionally a sharp powerful jab would interrupt his rhythmic thrusts causing Stacy’s head to pop up and forcing a loud grunt from deep inside her.

 

“Au oh Betty I’m in heaven floating on Oouuhh…!” Her purring interrupted by a sharp jab, “This is lasting much longer. I see a cluster of stars, I ‘Oouuhh’ hear a roar in my ears and my whole body turns hot tenses and then I go soft and gushy all over. Ouuchh…! That really hurt that time and now he’s just pressing that huge knot tightly against my opening and licking the back of my neck.”

 

“Kiss me Stacy Kiss me now!” Betty whispered huskily.

 

The soft cooing and sighs through their noses and quiet gurgling their throats made while they kissed was suddenly interrupted by Stacy’s stifled screech as her body bounced from Mytoy’s sudden thrust and plunging his cock knot into Stacy’s vaginal well. The slow rhythmic sliding movements turned into feverish and powerful thrusts making Stacy gasp and grunt loudly into Betty’s mouth as both girls kept their passionate embrace. Mytoy’s penis made loud wet squelching noises as it pistoned inside Stacy. Soon Mytoy’s thrusting turned spasmodic as his hairy haunches slammed into Stacy’s buttocks and her head popped up and she started moaning loudly and breathlessly as Mytoy gave his last few thrusts and let his front legs dangle as he lay draped across Stacy’s back nose in her hair. A few moments later he gave a yank and out plopped his penis and he started licking it and Stacy’s behind and then slowly padded out of the room tongue dangling as he panted.

 

End pt. 2

I had a lot of fun writing this story and have already started a third part. Please send any comments to writermike2003@yahoo.com

Thank you for your time

 

            Her family came to my house for my birthday, but I had no idea what to expect when I saw her.  I opened the door and there stood by now 15 year old cousin who looked to be 5’5” no more than 115 lbs, with a tight athletic body.  She had long toned legs with a perfect ass that she got from playing soccer.  Her tits looked like they had grown to nice full C cup, and her brown hair and eyes looked incredible on her tanned skin.  She ran inside, hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, I instantly got a boner.

            “Oh my god it’s been so long I missed you Mike!” She said in my ear.

            “I know I’m so glad you could come.” I barely got that out because I was still shocked at her incredible figure.

            “We should go out for a drive just me and you and catch up.” She suggested

            “Yeah your right let’s go”

            We jumped in my car and went to go get some food.  We talked for hours about old times, but the entire time I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.  She asked me if I was alright because I kept staring, but I just shook it off and smiled.  We got back in my car and drove for a few minutes before I pulled over.

            “What’s going on, why are you stopping?”

            I didn’t even say a word, I just looked deep into her eyes, pulled her close and gave her a deep passionate kiss.  She didn’t fight it, but once I let her go she grinned a little then asked what I was thinking.  I told her I had feelings for her that I couldn’t get over, and I just couldn’t help myself.  She told me that it was okay, and that she had the same kind of feelings for me.  I asked if she wanted to go someplace quiet and she simply nodded.

            We went quietly back to my house because everyone was asleep and we snuck into my basement.  She seemed really nervous and she asked if we could do something to help her relax.  I told her anything she wanted, but when she said she wanted to watch some porn I was pretty shocked, but I wasn’t about to deny her.  She sat on my lap at the computer and told me that her favorite porn star was Daisy Dukes.  I logged onto freeones.com and found some really hot clips of that little Spanish babe fucking like a machine.  I looked up at michelle and just saw her licking her lips a little bit and I could tell she was getting hot.  We put in a movie I had of Brianna Banks and layed on the couch together.  I watched her hand make it’s way under the blanket onto my leg.  She kept sliding it down until she found my already hard cock.  She began to stroke it until I gasped and pulled her off.  When she asked what was wrong I just told her I wanted to do it right.

            I layed blankets and pillows on the floor and made a bed for us both.  I layed on top of her and gave her another deep kiss and told her to take off her shirt.  She sat up and pulled her tank top over her head revealing a sexy black lace bra.  She took my shirt off as well and then released her perfect round breasts.  I sucked her nipples and worked my hand into her panties.  I immediately realized she was shaved and that I needed to see her pussy.  We both took off our pants and got into the 69 position.  While she sucked my 7” cock I licked her pussy and fingered her ass.  Just as we were both about to come I pushed her off of me and told her it would be better if we waited.

            I laid down on my back with my cock standing tall.  Just as she was about to straddle me she said she had never been with a boy before and said she had heard it was painful.  I looked longingly into her eyes and said I would never hurt her and that I would be as gentle as possible.  When I asked if she was ready she nodded and smiled.  She climbed on top of me and rubber her slit along my cock.  She started to lower herself down as my cock separated her puffy cunt.  She gasped, and I could tell she enjoyed it.  After only getting about an inch inside her I already thought I was going to cum, but I did my best to hold back.  After a few more inches I hit her hymen.  I told here to get ready, and I pulled her down hard.  I broke through and watched a single tear drip from Michelle’s eye.  Her look of pain was quickly replaced with a look of enjoyment as my quiet innocent cousin suddleny turned into a freak in bed.

            We switched positions as she was on bottom, and she came up to my ear and commanded me to fuck her brains out, I was surprised, but there was no way I was going to pass that offer up.  I pushed into her hairless pussy until I was all the way in.  She moaned louder and louder until I coverd her mouth to keep her quiet.  I just kept ramming her with piston like proficiency.  Her juices were flowing everywhere as she screamed that she was going to come.  I pounded her a few more times nearly tearing her virgin cunt apart, when I suddenly felt like I was going to explode.  A few seconds after her orgasm I unleashed fury in her pussy and overflowed her tight vagina with my cum.

            We both laid down in exhaustion with my penis still inside of her.  I gradually caught my breath and became soft inside of her.  I kissed her on the forehead and smiled.  She looked deep into my eyes and told me that she loved me and that she always would, and I said the same to her.  Michelle and I still see each other often, and have had similar nights together since then, but nothing will ever be as special as when my cousin and I took each others virginity.

She looked at me begging with her eyes and said, "How about a little further away please?" "Well, okay." I said and she drove on. We drove another 30 or so miles and there was a kind of Cowboy Lounge and so she pulled in. I had my tube top down to just above my nipples and had opened her blouse to below her cleavage. It was 6 by now and the lounge had a few guys in it, drinking beers and talking to some of the women there. We went to the bar and the guy looked at me, "You look underage to me hun." he said looking ove the bar at me. I leaned on it and said, "You ever see anyone underage with something like these?" and pulled the tube top down letting my tits free. He just looked at me, "Go ahead, feel them, they are real." I said and he reached over and took one in his hand. "Sure as hell is real lady. Come on and enjoy the first drink on me." Joyce laughed and I climbed onto the stool. He gave me a screwdriver and I tok it down fast, "Any more free drinks?" I said. "Shit, have another." he said and he fixed me another and I drank it right down. Joyce had not had a drink yet thinking she was driving soon.

"Give her a double of the strongest you have" I said to him and he served up something and I pushed it towards her. "But I have to drive." she said. I looked around and said, "Oh, I think we have all the entertainment we need here." and took another drink that was offered to me. She drank it down and gasped and I ordered her two more. He put them in front of her and I told her "Drink." "But, what about." she began and I told her to drink. She was obviously now feeling it and I unbuttoned her blosue to her waist and pulled it open some. A good looking guy came to me and said, "How much to see those tits again Sweetheart?" and me reached into his pocket for cash. He had a nice bulge in his crotch and so I reached down, "What it will cost is not in that pocket Hun, it is here." I said and massaged his bulge. "Let me suck it and you can see all you want to and more." I said and Joyce laughed. "What is so funny?" he said. Joyce laughed again and looked at me and whispered in my ear, "Well, my daughter usually keeps her clothes on longer than this." she said and laughed again. "So do you Mom," I said and pulled her blouse open and my tube top down showing our tits at the same time.

There were lots of men around us now and I had pulled out the man's cock that had spoken to me. I dropped to my knees and sucked him into my mouth and began really sucking so that he would cum fast. It didn't take long and he filled my throat and I stood up licking my lips. "Oh that was good." I said, "Wanna a taste Mom?" I said and kissed her. "She smiled," you are right sweetheart, "it was delicious." The man that owned the bar went to the door and told the man there to make sure people came in that would not mind the fun that was beginning. "Would you ladies like to use to pool table?" We looked at each other and Joyce said, "Oh fuck yeh." and we both got on it and began taking off each others skirts and then we began sucking and kissing each other all over and soon we were 69ing each other and had orgasms soaking the table. Now there were men and women all around the table and they were cheering us on.

I sat up and leaned on my elbow, "Well guys, pussy can just do so much, anyone hard for me?" Several men stepped up and one began putting on a condum but I said, "If you need one of those I don't need your cock, I want them all bare and I want all the cum I can get" Joyce repeated it and soon we laid next to each other naked, legs spread and men in our pussies and us yeling out like crazy as we both got fucked like hell. The night went on and on and finally I woke up next to her the owner saying he was locking up and if we wanted we could sleep in the back room and leave when we wanted to. I looked at him, "Did you ever fuck me?" "Oh hell yes, and sucked me off twice too lady, you are one hell of a woman." Joyce laughed. "Now what is so fucking funny?" he said. "Tell him how old you are Tess." I looked at him and pulled my ID from my bag he handed me and showed him, "13 next week!" I said. "!3!, damn you had me fooled!" he almost yelled. "It is okay, I love to have fun and my aunt and uncle that I live with know what I do and in fact they are the ones that taught me." "Okay he said, the back room is open, leave when you like. Next time have a fake ID at least."

Love

tess

I walked over and said that it looked like you are having car troubles. She said yes. She had just stopped and when she started the engine there was a loud noise, the engine quit and the smoke was coming from everywhere. I’m no rocket scientist but I told her I would take a look. Well I did know what was wrong. I showed her where there was a hole in the side of her engine and a rod had came thru. Oil was running out of the hole and going down on her hot exhaust pipe and burning. She asked what to do. I paused and looked at her old car and said that an engine from the salvage yard would cost from $500 to $800. To get someone to put in the car would be another thousand. Getting a tow to a garage to fix it would be another $100, and she still would still have a car with a used engine and $1900 out of pocket and a week in a motel while it was being fixed. I told her I didn’t believe her car was worth that much.

She agreed and said she didn’t even have the motel expense. She said she didn’t know what to do.

I thought ‘John you old fucker you’ is there any chance you are the answer to this girls problems? I said I didn’t know how far you are going but I just emptied my truck and was going west to get another load . You are welcome to ride with me. I would just get your things out of your car, take the license plate off and leave it. I have plenty of room in the truck and have bunk beds in the sleeper.

She was doing some heavy thinking. She looked around at her car, looked at me, and looked at the truck. I wasn’t like a lot of drivers with whiskers, dirty shirt, long hair, and in need of a shower. She said she heard all truck drivers were perverts. I said that was true, but I was safe. I would do her no harm. She could trust me. I will give you my cell phone and my drivers license and you can get my truck license and call somebody and give them the information. If anything happens to you, they will know who to go after.

She said OK but didn’t borrow the cell phone. She said she did have a dog and wanted to know if that was OK? I didn’t like dogs but it had to be to get this sweetie pie in my truck. I said I’m assuming he is house broken and wont make a mess. She said he was OK, and went to get her things.

The dog turned out to be a large German Sheppard. He was a beautiful dog and it looked like he obeyed her commands. I sure hopped he didn’t bite. I had to help lift him to get him in the truck and he seamed friendly enough.

As we were all in the truck, I said my name is John and I’m from KY. She said her name was Pam and she was from Kansas. The dog was Max.

We talked a lot on the way and it seemed she had been back east in college. She said she was just not cut out for school. She cut a lot of classes and was getting failing grades. She was having a lot of problem with boys and it got to where she didn’t like herself for lying to her parents who were paying the bills. They quit sending money, so she roomed with anybody that would put her up. She new her life was going to hell so she decided to go home for a while. Live with here parents and get a job. We talked quite a bit about her life and we were getting along great.

 To where she was going it appeared to be about 7 hrs. I said now Pam, I’m not trying anything funny but truck drivers are only allowed to drive 12 hours a day and  I have already logged 8 hrs. I have to take a sleep break before I can get you that far. She didn’t even pause when she said OK.

We didn’t talk for a while and she just looked at me. She finally said, John, are you really a pervert? I jokingly said ‘hell yes but I said you were safe and I meant it‘. She said what if she was a pervert?

My heart just about leaped out of my chest. I did not know what to think. She had really sent me for a loop. I didn’t know what to say. I finally said does this mean you want to drive the truck. Hell yes it is OK for you to be a pervert. I don’t know if I could teach you a thing or two or you could teach me something. John, you wont think badly of me if I really get nasty? Fuck no. Go for it.

She knocked  me for a loop again. She said that she had sex with her dog and she was getting really horny. She asked if it would be OK to get in the bed and give her dog a blow job. She really needed a mouth full of cum.

I said not now. There is a rest area just up the road and I’ll stop so I can watch. She gave me a big smile and said OK. Is it really OK John. Honey you just made my day.

I pulled in and went to the end parking spot. It was still daylight and I didn’t know what was going to happen. She said come on Max and she laid on the bed. Max didn’t waste any time getting on the bed. She laid on her back with her feet on the floor with just her butt on the bed. I just swilved my chair around so I could watch. Max must have know what was going to happen, because his dick was already out of his sheath. She put her arms around Max’s back and his dick was in her mouth. I’m sorry, anything that big is not a dick, it is a cock. She was taking a lot of cock in her mouth and she began moaning. I could see his knot getting big. She finally took one hand and put it behind his knot. I thought ‘is she going to put that knot in her mouth. She latter told me it she squeezed behind his knot he would think it was her cunt that was squeezing and that he was tied with her. This would make him start to cum. He would start as soon as it felt good and he would cum continually until he would tie and then he could fill a mason jar.

I had watched enough. My dick was hard and my mouth was watering. Any women who knows me, knows I love to eat pussy. I thought, never in my entire life  had I eaten any 20 year old pussy. I was married at 18, but when you are young in the 60’s you don’t know about eating pussy. My wife never gave be a blow job because only whores did that. We had been married probably 10 years before I started eating her and I found I really liked it. So that made her about 30. So I had never eaten any 20 year old pussy.

I fell to my knees in the floor in front of Pam. She was getting a lot of cockand seemed to be in heaven. I reached up and unfastened her paints and started to pull them down. She stopped sucking and looked at me. I thought ’oh hell’ I don’t get any. She asked if I had a towel. I said yes in the closet. She said to get it. I did and handed it to her. She put it under her head and raised her ass off the bed. Yes it took me a moment to know what she was signaling. I hooked her pants and panties with my thumbs and pulled them down and off.

There in front of me was the most beautiful pussy that I had ever seen. Pam had spread her legs and exposed all she had. Her lips were the right length, here hole seemed small enough but the hood on her little pearl was at least a full inch long. She had the most beautiful patch of hair (and I love a hairy pussy) and there appeared to be a lot of  sticky stuff coming out of her pussy.

I could not wait any longer. I went for the sticky stuff that was running into her asshole. As my tongue hit her asshole, I knew she knew what I was doing, because there was a break in her moaning. There was a little AHH. I licked up from her ass to her clit. I sucked up all the cum that was there and went for the hole to start to get all the fresh. It tasted so wonderful. I spread her lips and went for the hood. With a finger on the top of the hood, I pulled up. There was the little button that we all look for. As my tongue hit the mark, she let out a big scream. I don’t think it was the dog that caused her to scream. I kept licking and her ass started to come up off the bed and was really moaning with a doggy cock in her mouth. I tried to lick up all the cum that I could and then it started flowing. The dog let out a little yelp and Pam was going crazy. As I keep sucking I looked up at Pam. There was cum squirting out of her mouth around the dog cock but you could tell she was swallowing as fast as she could. She just could not keep up. Max was giving her all the cum he could and  Pam was giving me all she had. I know I was in heaven and I think Pam was very close.

She pushed herself up onto the bed and Max went to the corner and started licking his dick. Boy I wish I could lick my dick. I would get me a cabin out in the woods by a lake, get satellite TV, go fishing, watch TV and suck my dick all the time. I crawled into the bunk with Pam and Max as we all caught our breath.

When we came back from never, never land I said that I knew a motel not far from here where they have big truck parking and we could rest up and get a bite to eat. She said that would be wonderful. I went to the next city and pulled into the motel and was glad to hear that for a mere $10 deposit we could have a dog. I parked and we got our necessities into the motel. Pam flopped on the bed as soon as she got in and I took care of Max.

Pam groaned and rolled over. She looked around and said SHIT I’M TIRED. She did get up and surprised me by taking all her clothes off. She was so small, young and beautiful. She headed for the bath room. I could hear her pee splash in the commode then the shower start. After awhile she came out drying off and still naked. I could have died right then and I would have died a happy fellow. As she lay there I went to the shower. It felt good and made me feel a little better. I thought if she could run around naked, then so could I. I walked into the bedroom drying off and ask here if she would like to go get a bite. I thought there was a restaurant in the motel. She moaned but said yes.

We found the restaurant and had  a good meal. Pam acted like it made her feel better. We got a hamburger for Max and headed back. I felt pretty good also. I had eaten the best pussy in the world, ate with a beautiful young girl in a nice restaurant with home cooked meals. and it looked like it may not end to quickly. When we got back to the room I was not sure of what to do. I had eated all the pussy and pussy juice that Pam could stand but my dick was still half hard. He felt lonely. I didn’t know whether to start something sexual, turn on TV, or what to do. Pam came up to me and gave me a big hug and said for an old fart, you did pretty good today. You always lick pussy that well? She gave me a kiss and shoved me back on the bed. As I hit the bed, she was right on top of me. She said Max got to cum, I got to cum many times but you are holding back.

She unzipped and unbutton my pants and pulled them down. Jasper(that’s my dicks name) was getting firm. She started with the whole thing in her mouth. She felt great. Jasper was hard immediately. She was giving him hell. He is only about 6 inches but she was so small I was going down her throat. I was never long enough to go down a throat. She was doing great and then I felt something in my ass. It was her finger and it must have gotten very wet down there because it went in very easily. She said that was to easy. Then there was another and then another. She had 3 fingers in my ass. It did feel pretty good. She was sucking like she was trying to suck the chrome off a trailer hitch and not only did she have 3 fingers in my ass she was shoving them in hard.

It was the best I ever had and I was screaming my head off. I hope if there were people in the next room they would not call the law thinking someone was being killed. I was feeling great and I was about to cum when I felt here try to put her whole hand up my ass. It hurt so good but she couldn’t do it. I cut loose with all the cum that has been in me for along time. I was not like Max. She could swallow  as fast as I was shooting it out. She seemed to like the taste and had a great smile when I plopped out. She said that we will try that again and the next time she will ply me with booze and get her hand in my ass. She said it like she meant it and smiled as she turned and took her clothes off and got under the covers. She said good-night and we will have one hell of a day tomorrow.

I didn’t drop her off at her parents house for 3 more weeks. If you want more you will have to tell me if you enjoyed.   kyrocketscientist@att.net

"Well to be honest i only woke when i heard the screen door close so this is all catching me by surprise lil miss misschief: i whispered back. She moved a lil closer and as she did the lanket rose and fell causing a woft of air to blow up over us. The smell of my and katy's cum was ripe so i quickly tried to pass of the smell as Bleach or something. Kristy was not fooled easily how ever and moved even closer with her now much fuller breast pushing against me she whispered " you sure its bleach smells like something else to me".

The previous night i had reacted so nervously and cautiosly too Katy's action but this morning I was different Kristy wasnt drunk, she knew what she was saying and doing and i was getting turned on no end! "So ......" she whispered and traced her hand down my belly until it was resting just ontop of the wiast band of my briefs. "you gona tell me what the smell really is or am i gonna have to investigate myself? Her whisper bring her lips so close to my ear and neck i could feel her breath. I aint sayin a word" i replied hoping like hell she would invetigate. I didnt need to hope much as, as soon as i finished the sentence her hand slipped under my briefs andfor the second time in less than 12 hours i had another cousin with her hand wraped around my hard cock. Thee difference this time was this was an older and alot more confident and experinced cousin.

Kristy with out saying a word sli down under the blankets being carful not to bump kate and took my in her mouth. She took 3 long deep sucks then silently returned to my ear. "You have cum at least once already in the last lil while i can taste it" her whispers had turned  raspy and sultry. my free hand was now laying between me and Kristy her body against it, her tits in to my shoulder and my finger near the top of her board shorts. " well this is one part i didnt touch last night i siad and i sli my hand straight down the front of her shorts under her nikkers and placed it firmly on her pussy. She shudderd and to my surprise she was totally shaven and dripping wet. I started rubbing my finger up and down the full length of her pussy and she quickly undid the draw string on her shorts and wiggled out of both them and her nikkers. she lay back and her out side leg spread out from under the bad and she let it slip down so her foot was hanging completly off. kristy was wriggling and she pulled the front of her bikini down to expose her full d cup tits. she worked her nipples as i started to work her clitty! Her breathing was increasing and i quietly shooshed her as moans started escaping her wide open mouth. she let out another moan and this time i knew Kate would have to have heard it. I stopped rubbing Kristy's clit and glanced down at kate. Her eyes were open staring at her sister who hadnt stopped wriggling her hps into my hand and squeezing her nipples. Kate didnt say a word she just grabbed my cock and started rubbing it again. I was in heaven!! Kate lifted her head and moved my arm out from under her. She grabbed my hand and put it straight up under her skirt to my yet new surprise of no nikkers at all

i started rubbing Krisy again who was oblivious to her lil sisters awakening and she instantly started moaning again. Kate's pussy was tight she wiggled a lil and then pushed my middle finger inside her. She let out a lil breath but still Kristy didnt notice. Kristy with her eyes closed mouth open was surley about to pop, Kate was rubbing me and i wanted to cum all over both of them. Suddenly kristy stopped playing with one of her nipples and swiftly put her hand under the blanket only to grab a hand full of her sisters pumping little hand! Her eyes shot open and her head moved quickly to look across at her sister, but at the same time her body went into orgasmic spasm which caused a chain reaction.a few more pumps and i pushed back the covers with my non needed hand and started bursting strings of sticky cum up on to my stomach and chest and as soon as the first string landed Kate was off spasming and twitching through her orgasm.

AS we all came down our eyes were darting from one person to the next. Kate was the one out of all of us that seemed un phased she wasstaring more at the cum all over my stomach and chest and with out any warning she rolled over onto her side and licked along string from my chest. I let out an appreciative moan as she took another lick. Kristy not to be out down moved down and wrapped her lips around my cock starring straight at her sister as she sucked and licked every inch. Kate watched with intent and she started rubbing her smaller perky tits as she watched her sister. The sight was amazing and it took no time for me to start getting hard again. Kristy's eyes looked up to me as she felt me growing in her mouth she was now on all fours between my legs and kate was still next to me but now rubbing her clit at the same time as caresssing her now exposed nipples. My eyes were like pinball machines they darted from one amazing view to the next. Could this get any better i thought to myself.........?

We keep this as our little secret until I want other people to know, but she has set me up on a date which I thank her for.  She works with somebody that has a 19 year old open son, and although she didn\'t like the age difference she still went for it.  I had a wonderful time, and lost my virginity to him, mom doesnt know yet, but it didnt work out for the best. Anyway, my mom and I still shop and she even gives me some of her skirts, high heels, and she bought me a few bras to wear.  I really am glad I opened to her because we talk about guys and sex a lot now, and it feels so comfortable.  She still thinks I am completely gay, so we have even seen some playboy and that stuff, which I loved.  

My advice to anybody that questions it is start subtle and just watch the fashion shows and that with mom, and who knows, you may have a best friend that helps you out.  

PS: I am still not open to anybody but my mom, but she does know I have had sex with my ex.  She even gave me some sex advice on how to please guys :).

email me at partycorey@gmail.com if u liked.

Kaley's scene that really got her self-conscious and inadequate was a date that her character Bridget is on and how the boy is just delicious. She is struggling to know what to do, how far to go, and when to say no. Kaley was looking for some fatherly guidance on this time in her life. Although we have always been very close and I have given her the “sex talk”, I wanted to assure her that she would do just fine. She just needed to get into her role as a girl on a date with a hot guy she wanted.

I decided to role-play as her date to help her, but as the conversation on sex enters the dialog, I can't focus anymore. As an man, an actor myself, or as a father, I struggled with reality and started dreaming about how Kaley would feel getting fucked by me. How her little teen pussy would taste as I pushed my tongue deep inside her hairless 16-yr pussy. My erection had started to move in my pants... Kaley saw it as she saw me spacing my line that she had prompted me on. my face blushing, she also looked down and saw my erection pushing against my slacks. She was horny, and curious, and into the scene. She bent down and softly kissed my lips. Kaley's little hand reached down further to gently squeeze my cock. I responded by growing and pulsing hard in her hand. She seemed to LOVED the size, the length, the heat, and the hardness of my dick. She had not been with a man before, only another teenage boy her age.

The fooling around was clumsy and new, and okay, but she needed more. I stood up to meet my little girl and as I returned the kiss and held her, I reached for her t-shirt top and lifted if off and over her head. Feeling her gorgeously long blonde hair through the neck as I removed it. Her tits were perfect, even inside her white cotton bra.I kissed her as I unsnapped the bra. Kaley was busy unfastening my pants to let them fall to the floor. I instantly sucked her little 34A titties, the tiny dark nipples hardened as I gently sucked them each.. kissing my way from one to the other. Moving back to her lips as she reached into my boxers and pulled out my hard and thick 8 inch dick. She stroked it gently, pulled away and got on her knees. Kaley had only tasted a teen boy's smaller cock on an occasion or two and she was not real confident of doing it right.

"How do you want my mouth daddy?" Kaley sexily asked me. "Oh sweet, lick along the side, open your lovely lips and take it in deep and hard", I replied. Kaley did as instructed, she has an incredibly long tongue and she used it expertly as she ran the tip along the underside of my cock. "Like this daddy?" Kaley asked again... I moaned my reply as she opened her little teen mouth and pushed hard on my length. Taking 4 or 5 inches deep and gagging, Kaley eased back a little "Sorry daddy, am I doing okay?", "YES love.. yes sweetheart" was my pleading answer. Kaley tried again.. briefly stopping at 5 inches, fighting back the impulse to gag as my thick cock pushed against her tonsils.. she pushed more... slowly able to only go another inch before slipping it out.. and then one more time deep. With Kaley's sweet and sexy young face, her lips stretched obscenely around my dick.. I pleaded "oh enough.. enough honey.. I can't stand it.. I want to taste you, I want to fuck you sweet one."

As I pulled Kaley up and into my arms I lifted her 110lb little body up and gently laid her on her back on her bed. Moving down her body, unfastening her jeans and belt, pulling them off easy. "Oh my god!!" I moans as I look down and see my little girl was wearing a soft, silky string thong. Her pussy lips exposed through the thin fabric. I pull the thong to the side and sees no hair at all covering her baby soft pussy. Her pussy is as perfect as her young titties. I dive in with kisses along her thighs.."mmmmm" is all I say as Kaley pleads "daddy, please.. please taste me, taste my little pussy for the first time"... I slowly brought my kisses to her pussy lips as I whiffed in her sweet fresh smell. "Mmmm, sweetie, you smell so fresh and wet, want daddy to taste?" I gently asked. Kaley screamed "YES, please taste me, don't tease me anymore daddy, eat me.. fuck me with your tongue... suck my pussy!". As she lifted her legs to her chest, her little bare pussy lips opened for my tongue. I took a long slow lick all the way from the bottom of her cunt up over the hood covering her hardening clit. "Oh god daddy, oh god please please" was all Kaley could say as I started pushing my long thick tongue into her little hole. Her pussy squeezed my tongue as I pushed in as deep as I could reach. "Oh honey, your pussy is incredible, sweet, hot, wet and tight... I can't stop now, hold onto your legs sweetie" was my response. I started fucking my little girl with my tongue, using it as a cock to fuck her with... pausing only at times to suck her clit as it began hardening and coming out of it's hood. She couldn't hold back as she froze and yelped when daddy sucked her clit. Kaley's pussy was flowing now and her juices ran down over her little puckered asshole. I couldn't resist in licking her asshole and teasing it.. "OH GODDDDDD!" was all Kaley could scream as I went back to tongue fucking her pussy.. "Cum for me sweet one.. cum for me Kaley... please cum on my tongue" I begged as I pushed my tongue in deep as my nose bumped against her clit... "Daddy... daddy.. I'm cumming.. oh god I'm cumming...", Kaley screamed out as she came all over my face.. her pulsing pussy squeezing my tongue as I kept it buried deep inside her little hole.

As Kaley's oral orgasm subsided, I flipped her over onto her tummy, her delicious ass, perfectly shaped, trim and full was right at my face.. I dipped my tongue, still dripping from her cum, into her crack searching for her anus. Pulling her hips back to bring her to her knees, I fuck her ass with my tongue. my cock still rock hard, my balls still full of cum and un-spent...I move to my feet as I remain at the side her bed. Her pussy even with my cock. "Hold your ass open for daddy" instruct as and she pulls her ass cheeks open allowing her pussy lips to spread for him. I warn her "Kaley honey, this might hurt, but I won't go very fast", as I push just the head into her pussy. "Oh daddy, I am okay, I want you to fuck me and I don't care if it hurts at first.. I trust you", Kaley softly replies. My little girl pushes my dick deeper.. hitting her hymen gently.. "Sweet, hold on for just a second" I instruct my sweet daughter. Kaley grits her teeth and grips the sides of her bed mattress as I push fast and firm through her virgin pussy. "OH god.. OHHHHH... fuck.. fuck daddy.. it hurts but it feels good too.. fuck me now daddy.. fuck me hard..." Kaley begs.... I grab tight on her hips and start slowly pushing deep and then slowly pulling out just to the point where my cock-head is at her lips.... "Take my cock honey.. fuck daddy with your little pussy.. fuck me good sweetie" I plead. Kaley's little pussy is even tighter than I dreamed. I push firmly each time to go as deep as I can. "God.. oh god.. daddy.. your cock is bigger than I ever dreamed.. your filling me up.. your fucking filling me up daddy" was Kaley's response. Her cursing just made my cock harder and bigger.. That innocent little tramp talk is always a turn on.. For 10 minutes I fucked my daughter good and hard..

As I looked down, I watched her tight pussy lips almost sucking my cock with each stroke. Her sweet asshole.. begging to be touched.. I rubbed her clit from underneath and lubed my fingers.. Then I brought my index finger up to her asshole and circled it.. "Oh daddy... what are you doing daddy?" my sweet little girl pleaded as she moved her hand down to rub her clit.. her clit now hard and sticking out of it's hood. "Just going to tease you more honey... trust me sweetie", I assured her as I eased my index finger into her anus.. pushing through her rectum and then finger fucking her ass. "Feel that sweetie.. feel my cock in your pussy and my finger fucking your tight ass" I teased her. I could feel my cock with my finger through the thin membrane separating her pussy and ass. And better, SHE could feel both.. "Ohhhhhohhhhh OHHHH daddy.. oh god daddy.. you're gonna make me cum again.. Ohh daddy... make me cum.. fuck me.. fuck my ass .. fuck my pussy.." Kaley moaned. I knew that this would do it ... that she would cum harder than she ever came before.. And I fucked her hard till she did.. Kaley screamed.. screamed hard and long as her pussy.. her ass.. and her entire body orgasmed..

I had to cum too. Her cunt was pulling my dick.. stroking it as she came on me. Without a word... I pulled my big thick dick out of my little girl’s pussy... and eased.. JUST the head of my dick, eased it into her asshole... THAT was it.. with just my cock head in her butt hole, I started pumping my cum.. so much cum that some squeezed out of her butt hole as I held my dick-head inside. Restraining the temptation, the instinct, to bury my cock deep, I held back and just pumped my cum into her butt. And Kaley felt it.. felt it through her butthole. She felt that hot flood of sperm filling her.. Just then she came again screaming out load “fffffffuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkk”. As her multiple orgasm began to fade, I gently popped free from her butt. Cum squeezed out as her anus puckered and tightened back to it's normal shape. "OOOhhhhh Kaley.. god Kaley.. I haven't fucked like that.. felt like that since I was a young man." "Oh honey.. I had no idea you could feel so delicious" I said.

I had always made Kaley feel loved but now she felt sexy.. she felt older.. more mature.. more ready to grow up. "I love you, and I want to fuck you again" Kaley said to me. I could only reply. "Oh sweetheart, we will.. we will do all sorts of things together", "Our little secret for now.. but oh I do love you sweet one" I went on. Recovering, and VERY spent, we fell asleep holding one another again. This may change things between my little girl and I. but what a change... The End.

I couldnt help myself, I didnt say a word and just put my mouth over the top of his cock and sucked and licked it clean of his cum. He was absolutely amazed and he was so happy and he encouraged me to keep going. He later told me nobody had ever sucked him off before and the sensation of me sucking on him was fantastic. I really didnt want to stop but I thought seeing he had cum that was it and he wouldnt do it again possibly until the next day. 

My cock was still hard and I began to masturbat and he said he could do it for me if I liked. I did, and he began to finger me, and he giggled a bit because I was so small. It didnt take me long to cum and I had my dry orgasm and it made me go all weak at the knees and stuff. He laughed and said it was quite amusing watch me cum and not spurt and the face I pulled as he took me over the top.

After that we sat there with our pants off talking and I couldnt help but look at his cock. I loved the look of it. Then I asked him if he would mind if I did it to him again with my hand and he said no he was more than happy for me to do it. I began to stroke it and I couldnt take my eyes of it as I lifted the skin up over the top and back down the shaft as far as I could then lift it up again, I was transfixed. I almost got into a trance watching and he wasnt saying anything and just enjoying me do it for him. I suppose I had been doing it to him for about three minutes and I was completely out of this world with the pleasure of it all. Once more I couldnt resist the temptation and I let go and put my mouth over his cock again and he just moaned with the pleasure of it and held my head lightly as I bobbed my mouth gently up and down and let my lips rub over the skin. It was different to masturbating because I lifted the skin and when I had him in my mouth I just slipped up and down. I ran my tongue over the top of this beautiful piece of meat like a sausage. I often squeezed the meat out of a sausage skin while it was raw and I really felt like I wanted to do that with his cock. Then I noticed I was beginning to get the taste of his precum which was now leaking from him. It felt nice and slippery in my mouth with that as well as my saliva.

Then he started to get excited and move about and grunt a little bit, and he actually pulled it out of my mouth. He said sorry but I am nearly cumming and grabbed his cock, and before he said anything else I pushed his hand away and got it in my mouth again and sucked rally hard. Instinctively I held his balls at the same time. Then he came while it was in my mouth and I felt the flood of his cum fill my mouth with this warm stuff unlike anything I had ever tasted or felt before. I was in raptures I had actually got a full mouthful of his cum and i loved it. It did taste unusual but I quite enjoyed the taste, and certainly the feeling of it all in my mouth, and then I swallowed most of it. I still had some and I could feel it with my tongue and eventually I had swallowed the lot.

After that he was estatic and said that was the most wonderful moment of his life. we talked about it for ages he asked why I did it and how I worked out the best way to do it without ever having done it or seen it done before. he said you are a natural. I said I didnt know it just seemed so desirable and I really loved the look of his cock and putting in my mouth was just something I really wanted to do it after feeling it and looking at it. I said I have never enjoyed doing anything ever like that before as much as I did, when he came. It was almost religeous the feeling i had as I went down on him. He asked me about the taste of his cum as he said he had never ever tasted it, let alone have another guys cock in his mouth, or let another guy cum in my mouth. I said I would do it for him any time he wanted.

Then he said well I should really do something for you and he started to wank me again and then he said I dont know if I am going to like it, but I am going to try, and he then got down and put his mouth over my cock and sucked like I had done. He did it for a while and said I dont know what I was concerned about it feels good and I only wish you were a bit bigger. He did it for a few minutes then took his head off me every few minutes to tell me how much fun it was before getting back down on me. It didnt take much longer and I felt my orgasm cumming and told him. He said no problem I will suck it all the way, I dont have to worry about you cumming, I dont quite know about drinking that yet.

Then I came and it was truly an amazing sensation, far better than doing it by hand and I lay back and let him really work me off. I actually think I had two orgasms as I let him keep going on me when the first one passed and another one started almost immediately. Then I was so touchy and sensitive then I had to stop him doing it.

After that we both sort of realised that we had done enough and pulled our pants up again. Then he held me to him and hugged me and that was the most wonderful feeling. He said I really enjoyed every moment of our time together and I have done things today I had never dreamed of ever doing. I said I havnt enjoyed anything like it either and I loved the whole thing. On our walk back I said would you like us to get together again soon. i would love to do it all over again. He said would but was I sure I wanted to go with him, how a bout girls. I said I have never had a thought about doing anything with a girl so I would really like it.

That was the beginning of a gay sexual affair which lasted three years. He realised that there was something special between us and we believed that what happened betwen us was meant to be. it was only a couple of months after my first time with him that I began to ejaculate. We had been together quite a few times between the first time and that. It happened one night when I was masturbating and that was it, I had started. I was pleasantly surprised and did it twice more just to see it spurt and to examine it. When I told him that I had started he was a bit concerned about his oral treatment on me as now I would ejaculate into his mouth. The first time was quite traumatic as he really didnt want me to cum in his mouth. I had now done it to him so many times I had lost count and I said, I do it there is nothing wrong. The first time I promised to pull out before I did cum, but like him I began to make precum and he actually got a bit of that before I actually came. He pulled off and he contemplated the taste of that and said it wasnt anywhere near as bad as he imagined. Ok he said I will go the full distance. I said if he liked he could spit it out rather than swallow and he said I will just wait and see.

When I came he held it in his mouth and wasnt sure what to do but eventually swallowed all of it. Then he contemplated again, and we talked about it. He said the sensation was exciting but he didnt actually like the taste, but it wasnt that unpleasant that he had to spit it out. He said he would probably get used to it and he did and now we are both happy to do it together completely and swallow every drop.

After puberty arrived for me, I began to grow quite quickly and my cock exceeded all our desires and now we both have wonderful, 7 inch cocks that are about 5 inches in circumference and we both enjoy the pleasure we achieve from each other.

Curiously though when we became lovers the first time, I was happy to accept him cumming in my ass when we began to have anal sex. He was not sure about it, and I used a condom a few times when I had sex with him before he finally said he wanted to try it. Now we are both happy with unprotected sex and can accept the fact we both enjoy the sensation of cumming in each other mouth and ass.

The only thing we do, but very, very occasionally, and we both agree we are not truly convinced we enjoy, is kissing each other. We have done it in moments of passion but we are not into heavy kissing at all.

Another day I will recount our anal seduction of each other. It was great.

Thursday passed quickly, and I loaded up on carbs for dinner. I went up to my room, and went to bed. At around midnight, my cell phone started vibrating on my nightstand. It said "Unkown Caller". I was groggy, but I picked it up anyway. "Hello?" Click. I was too tried to think about it, so I went to the bathroom, the back to bed. It happened twice more, but I didn't want to lose my focus for the game, so I just turned off my phone and went to sleep.

When the morning came, I ate a big breakfast, and showered, and all the other crap too. I went to school, and waited through the day. I was pretty cool with all of my teachers, because I had straight A's, so they let me listen to my Zune through class. I saw Jessica a few times during the day, and she smiled knowingly at me, and that smile just stayed with me the whole day. I decided I was going to put on a really good show at the game tonight. The last bell rang, and I proceeded to the locker room. I was the first one there, so I just went into a corner and stretched out on a bench. Coach walked in after all the other players got there, gave us a "Give it your all" speech, then went into his office, and we all got changed.

The game started, and by the second quater,  we were down 28-0. Coach was pretty pissed, because they kept recovering the ball, and our quarterback was crap for some reason. Our backup was sent in, and things changed. On offense, I slammed into the pocket again and again. I gained 70 yards in a single rush, bringing us within 10 yards of a touchdown. Coach wanted to go for a field goal because it was 4th down. Everyone saw the stupidity in this, and the Backup QB, Joe, decided to give me the ball for one last offensive punch. I slammed it in, and the score was 28-7. On defense, I got through everyone on the kickoff, and tackled their runner at the 30. The next play, our right tackle was injured so I volunteered for the spot, and was accepted. I slammed through their guard and center, and had a clear shot at the opposing QB. I body-checked him to the ground, and the ball flew out of his hands. I caught it mid-air,  and ran for another touchdown. we eventually beat the other team by a staggering 63-28, mostly because of me. I got the game ball, and as I was walking back to the locker room, out of the crowd from the stands rushed Jessica, who planted a firm kiss on my lips, and whispered, "See you tomorrow night."She then walked away with me staring after her. My teammates slapped me on the back, laughing at my slightly stunned face. It was right then that I decided to go to the Party. I got home, and I went to sleep, but the same thing happened with the phone. Ring, click, ring, click, ring, click.

The next day passed fairly quickly, and I looked forward to the Party. 10 O'Clock rolled around, and I went out. I walked to Mike's house. His parents were out for the weekend, so he had the house to himself, specially for the party. I walked in, and was greeted with a startling amount of cheers. "The man of the hour!" someone shouted. I laughed to myself, and began to look for Jessica. I couldn't find her anywhere, so I got into a conversation about the game with a few of the other Football players. Around 11 PM, Craig, the tackle I replaced, tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to the door. "Your date's here," he joked. I punched him in the arm, and looked. It was Jessica. I promptly walked over to the cooler and grabbed two bottles of Coor's Light. I got her attention, walked over to her, and handed her the bottle. "Pretty intense game," she said. "Yeah... it was, wasn't it?" She suddenly asked me, "So, why haven't you asked me out yet? I've been flirting with you sooo much in class." "Well, that would take balls so big I couldn't walk with them. I mean, you're extremely fucking hot." She giggled and bushed at that, and suggested we go sit down for a while. We talked, drank, and talked some more. Out of nowhere, Mike picked me up by the arm and dragged me over to the keg. "We've got a volunteer, everybody!" "What!?" "You, my ftriend are doing a keg-stand. NOW." He and Joe lifted my legs up, and I thought, "Ah, what the hell." I stayed on for 2 and a half minutes, and was pretty tipsy when I got off.

Jessica was laughing at me stumbling around, so she took me by the arm and said, "Let's find a place for you to lay down."We went upstairs, found an empty bedroom, and closed and closed the door. Jessica pushed me onto my back on the bed, then sat next to me. we simply looked at eachother for a mintue.

Then, I sat up, and kissed her on the lips. She kissed back with more force. I broke the kiss and she said, "Wow, I've been waiting a long time for this." I then rolled her onto her back, and we started making out aggressively. Our tongues danced, and we both fought for dominance. I started to grow hard, and she noticed it. "Hmm, someone's ready for a little action, aren't they?" She started to push me off, but I told her to stay put. I slowly stripped off her pants while she watched me lustfully. When they were off, along with both of our socks and shoes, I started to kiss my way up the insides of her legs. When I reached her silky red thong, I pulled it down with my teeth. I moved back to her pussy, which was clean shaven, with perfect puffy lips. I licked my way around her pussy lips, getting them wet, and starting her juices flowing. Then, I pushed my middle finger in. She drew in a sharp breath. Her pussy felt so soft and smooth. I started fingering and licking her a the same time. I thumbed her clit, which brought more moans than she was already making, and pushed my finger in deeper. I bent it upwards, hitting her G-Spot. She shuddered and had an immediate orgasm, that kept going and turned into another, and another after that, and another after that one, too. She was sucking wind at a great rate, and I slid my hand underneath her shirt, up her toned, sexy abs, and to her breasts, which I squeezed. I helped her take off her shirt, then her bra, which I threw to the floor. I leaned down and sucked her half-dollar sized nipples into my mouth, one after the other. I bit down gently, all the while still fingering her to a second multiple-orgasmic experience. When that happened she moaned, "I'm cumming!" I moved faster after that, and she quivered in pure ecstacy.

When she had gotten her breath back, she looked over at me, where I was carresing her firm ass, and said, "My turn." I took off my shirt, and she unzipped my pants, and let my 8" dick free. I was so hard by that point, I thought I was going to pop a blood vessel in my cock. She stroked my shaft slowly, gazing lustfully into my eyes. She licked the drop of precum off the head of my cock, then sucked the entire head into her mouth. She rubbed my balls, jerked me off, and bobbed her head on my cock, all at the same time, making for a wonderful experience. My knees buckled and I fell to the bed, but she didn't let my cock out of her mouth for a second. She started to deepthroat me. I grabbed her hair and held it out of her face,  and she started humming, sending vibrations all down my shaft. I then groaned and said, "Here it comes!" I started face-fucking her wildly, and shot my load down her throat. She didn't lose a drop.

 I looked at her after she came back onto the bed next to me and asked, "Was that your first time?"

"Yeah, but I've watched some porn, ya know?"

We both chuckled at that, then she said, "You ready for more?"

"Hell yes!"

She climbed on top of me, saying she wanted to control her first time, and I didn't have a problem with that. She grasped my cock and slid it into her velvety soft pussy. I looked at her caringly and said, "Jessica, are you ready for this?" She nodded, closed her eyes, and dropped down. She cried out in pain, and I garbbed her and held her close, letting her adjust to the pain. We stayed like that for five minutes, and I loved the feeling of her soft breasts pressed against my chest. Then she started grinding her hips against mine. I matched her motions, grinding and thrusting away. Jessica then started to kiss me, once again wrestling with my tongue for dominance. We went at it for quite a long time, fondling and kissing eachother all the while. Soon, I felt a tingling in my toes, just as she whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna cum soon." "Me too." I started thrusting up to meet hers faster and faster, and she moaned lowly, steadily getting louder, until we climaxed in the same moment,  then she screamed in joy, having a third set of multiple orgasms, bucking her hips.

"That was fucking amazing... I've never been able to do that to myself..." she breathed. I held her close for ten minutes after that.

Soon, we heard the pattering of rain on the windows. We looked at the clock, and it read 2:08 AM. We thought the party was starting to come indoors, due to the rain, so we decided to get dressed before any unwelcomed visitors came into the room. We then went downstairs, and found everyone watching us when we got to the bottom. They started clapping and cheering,and we got red to the ears. I threw an arm around her shoulders, and guided her to a seat on the couch. Everyone went back about their business of partying, with the bass thumping throughout the house, and the music blasting. Mike came over with bottles for each of us in his hands, and sat down in the chair across from us.

"You guys should try to be quieter next time you do that. Everyone heard you over the music down here," he laughed. "Well, enjoy yourselves." He smiled and walked away.

Around 3 AM, Jessica said she should probably be getting home now, and I asked to walk her home, as it was raining, though I would have walked her home anyway. I wrapped my coat around her and put my arm about her waist. We walked the mile to her house, and I hugged her close and kissed her on the lips. She started to take my jacket off, but I told her to keep it. She smiled kissed me one last time, the went into her house. I watched her window, and when she looked out, I waved goodbye, and started jogging to my home, which was 2 miles away. Thank God I had UnderArmour on, because it was freezing outside. I got back to my house, snuck back into my room, and laid down for bed. I was thinking about what happened, when my phone vibrated, startling me out of my reverie. It said "Unknown Caller." I only hit the talk button, and listened. The voice on the other end of the line was Jessica's.

She said softly, "Hello? Conor? Are you there?"

"Yeah, I'm here... so, you're the one that's been calling me, huh?"

"Yeah... You got me."

We talked for 2 hours, and when we said goodbye, it was already 6 AM. I passed out cold after that. When I woke 3 hours later, I showered, and went out to the store. Jessica was there, and we spent the rest of the day together.

Comments and ideas? -irishBAMF222@aim.com

Well as time went on she grew into her well developed body . And was becoming a great student . So there would be times the parents would be gone all day with the youngiest sister and she would be out by the pool studying or sun bathing . Or sometimes both , today seemed a little diffrent however.

Mabye it was the fact that you could see the folds of her pussy through the bikini I don't know but I had quite a erection ! She called me over and I came . And asked if Id rub lotion on her back ..Would I ! I took the sun tan oil and squirted some onto my palms and began to rub she turned and giggled..."You can sit on me it works better if you untie my top too " Now my cock swelled more and I untied her top letting the red laces drop as she lay belly side down . I sat with my cock laying between the crack of ass displayed . I hoped she dident pull back shed definatly feel my cock .

I was working the lotion on and the bottle fell causing me to go for the bottle as she did too sending us toppling down ....my head fell on one of her supple breasts before reluctantly pulling away she had a blush over her cheeks and her eyes were downwords . Seemed my zipper was open and my cok was now pointing out she couldent stop looking and I went to put it away . She quickly stoped me , and giggled .

"Can I touch ..i..it ?" She asked , I started thinking oh lord molestation charges all that . But her hand convinced me to take a chance I let out a low moan as she leaned down and looked up with soft green eyes ..."I saw a girl on a movie put her mouth around a dick ...can I try?" I noded and she giggled and opened her lips slowly my bloated head slipped between her lips . I felt her tounge slide down the undershaft of my cock as I sank the shaft as far as I could down her throat. She gaged some and choked but seemed to like to all the more as her hand darted into her bathing suit bottoms .

I pulled my cock from her lips and she caught her breath as I pulled her down . I strattled her ripe tits and slid my saliva coated cock about 8 inches of thick pole . As I picked up the pace her fat tities shook like jello . Her tounge darting out to get my cock . I moaned and told her I was gonna cum she pulled away and pushed her tits together head down tounge out . I wondered where she got her porn at she was a hot little slut. I jerked and then thick ribbons of goo spashed on her silky white globes . On her lips and tounge and down her chin I pulled my cock back in and she jumped into the pool to wash off .

(To Be Continued..)

I blushed and turned around to leave, only to walk straight into Cathy's arms. " Oh no" said Cathy " Not yet, we have got something very special for you"

I wriggled and struggled but Cathy held me easily and carried me over to Debbie's bed. My face was bright red with embarrassment as she laid me on the bed and held me. "Debbie has some pretty things to show you" she said.

Debbie walked over and showed me the prettiest pair of panties I'd ever seen. They were made of soft stretchy towelling with a silky cover and adorned with pretty lace, almost like a cross between a nappy and baby girl panties, tying at the side with pretty ribbons.Â

"Yes, thy're for you" said Debbie "much better than the last ones you tried. Theres soft absorbent towelling for if you make a messy patch, and look how soft and pretty they feel. Debbie leaned over and pressed the pretty panties against my nose and cheek. They were so soft and pretty. I was so embarrassed.

Debbie reached to my shorts and took them off, stripping me naked from waist down. I struggled and kicked but my sister held me easily. Debbie picked a bottle from her bedside table and showed me it. She squirted baby lotion on me and gently rubbed it all over me. I got an instant hard on and went even harder when she slipped the fluffy towelling underneath me. "Nooooo" I whined but she wrapped the pretty cloth around me and tied the pretty ribbons. I looked and smelt like a pretty girl. Then Cathy reached down and gently stroked me, feeling me so hard inside the panties. "Oh, I think you like them don't you? You like being dressed in pretty clothes" She was wanking me and I exploded, soaking the soft cloth. The girls treated me like a baby as they changed me.

He remembered gripping onto a piece of torn metal to keep from being jettisoned, then realized with a sickening feeling that the angle of the plane had changed and it was now plunging downward steeply. His hand instinctively went to the parachute strapped to his chest, then without even thinking he pushed himself toward the tear in the belly of the plane. He felt a sharp searing pain in his left ankle as he cleared the fuselage, but quickly forgot about it as his parachute opened and he was suddenly jerked sharply upward before beginning his descent through the black smoke of the German anti-aircraft shells exploding all around him. He closed his eyes, expecting at any minute for one of the huge shells to explode close enough to violently end his life before he reached the ground.

But that never happened. The ground suddenly rushed up at him in the darkness and he landed hard, pain shooting up his leg from his injured left ankle. He lay sprawled on the dewy grass, fighting the pain for a long moment before his training kicked in and he pushed himself to a sitting position and reached for his parachute lines. He began to frantically reel in the large silk parachute, a dead give-away to any Nazi patrols out looking for downed flyers.

He managed to retrieve his chute and looked around as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He was in a meadow somewhere in northern France and he could make out a line of trees about a hundred yards away. He needed to get to cover quickly so he mashed his chute against his chest and tried to stand. He cried out in pain and immediately fell back to the ground. A cursory examination of his left ankle told him it wasn’t broken, but his hand came away bloody and it was starting to swell. Working quickly, he tore a strip from his parachute and tied it tightly around the cut on his lower leg, then gingerly attempted to stand again, wincing. He found he couldn’t put much weight on the injured ankle, but he thought he could make it to the trees.

He began a slow hobble, all the while keeping alert for any sounds of an approaching patrol. He couldn’t see any sign of his downed plane and hadn’t seen any other parachutes during his landing, but that didn’t mean he was safe. This was 1942 and he was a downed Canadian airman in occupied France. Until he was back across the English Channel, nowhere was safe from enemy patrols.

After what seemed an eternity, he reached the trees and collapsed into some thick brambles. His ankle throbbed and the trek had left him exhausted. He pulled his 45 automatic from his holster and checked the clip. It was full and he had two more in his pack. He snapped the clip back in place, flipped the safety off and lay back, closing his eyes with the gun gripped firmly in his right hand.

When he awoke, it was daylight. He groaned and pushed himself up to a sitting position, drawing his injured foot closer. It had swollen even more while he slept and he wasn’t sure now he’d be able to remove his boot without cutting it off. He carefully removed the piece of silk from the cut and examined it. It wasn’t that serious and had already stopped bleeding, but he replace the bandage to keep it clean. His concern was the sprained ankle, not the cut. It would drastically hinder his movements and seriously reduce his chance of escaping back across the English Channel.

He took a look around as he painstakingly massaged his injured ankle. The sun was well up and a quick glance at his watch told him it was almost seven am. It had been somewhere around three am when they’d been shot down so he’d slept for several hours. His ears strained for any sounds that didn’t fit his surroundings but he heard nothing unusual. Somewhere in the distance he thought he heard the sound of a babbling brook. He needed water. Perhaps if it were cold enough, it could even ease the swelling in his ankle.

He picked up a short stick and began to dig a hole in the soft earth to bury his parachute. If it were found, the Gerries wouldn’t stop looking until they found him. He buried it and spread leaves and other debris over the freshly disturbed earth. Looking around, he found a sturdy branch with a ‘Y’ at one end and broke it over his knee so it was the proper length for a makeshift crutch. He slowly got to his feet, leaning heavily on the stick. It held his weight and he began to move through the thick brush in the direction of the water.

After what felt like a mile of struggling through the bushes, he finally arrived at the stream. It was about ten feet wide and less than a foot deep except for a few small pools, but the water was cool and refreshing. He drank, then untied his boot and began to work it from his aching foot, grimacing as even the slightest movement shot a fresh surge of pain shooting through his ankle. Determinedly, he grit his teeth and gave it a good pull, and it finally came off. Pain shot up his leg and he had to force himself not to scream. When the pain once again subsided to a dull throb, he worked his sock off and examined the wound again. His ankle had swollen to almost twice as big as normal and rubbing it only brought on more sharp stinging pains. He gingerly placed it into the water and sighed as the cold water soothed it.

He took out his 45 again and looked around, carefully scrutinizing every bush, his ears tuned. The brook made listening difficult and he didn’t like being so exposed. But he needed to bring down the swelling and this was the only way. He moved closer to a thick clump of brush next to a tree, hoping his olive drab fatigues would offer some camouflage, and leaned against the tree, basking in the warm morning sunshine as the cool water soothed his aching appendage.

He must have dozed off because he suddenly sat bolt upright with a start. A glance at his watch told him he hadn’t slept long and he silently cursed himself for letting his guard down. He surveyed the area, wondering what it was that woke him. Nothing appeared different, and he could hear nothing except the sound of the babbling brook. He carefully pulled his ankle from the water and rubbed it. It was still swollen, but the cold water had helped a little. He knew he should keep it in the water for a while longer, but it was simply too dangerous to remain here.

Gingerly, he tugged his sock back on, then stuck his toes into his combat boot. Setting his jaw, he gripped the boot with both hands and pulled hard. Once again, the pain welled up and he couldn’t stop himself from letting out a small yelp as his foot sunk into the tight leather boot. He waited until the almost nauseating pain subsided, then tied his boot loosely, picked up his makeshift crutch and pulled himself to his feet, his eyes always searching the dense brush.

He needed to find help, a change of clothes, and a place to hide while his ankle healed. His uniform was one dead giveaway of who he was, but he also spoke no French, other than the few words and phrases all soldiers were taught. He could ask for food, directions, etc, but it would be painfully obvious to anyone that he was a foreigner and as such, suspicious. His only hope was to find someone active in the underground who may have the contacts to get him back to England.

He mentally flipped a coin and decided to head downstream, moving as quietly as possible through the thick brush, hoping the sounds of the water would work to his advantage and hide any noise he might make. He gripped his pistol in his right hand and made his way along the bank of the stream until he came to a break in the trees. He stood behind a thick oak and peered out. At the far side of the clearing sat a small house and barn. He could make out a few chickens pecking at the ground and heard the low mooing of a cow, but could see no people.

He began to work closer, still staying in the cover of the trees, until he was close enough to see the windows. As he watched, a shadow passed across one of them. So there was someone home. He waited patiently, chewing on a piece of beef jerky from his pack and watching the house to determine how many people might be there. The chances were good that they would help a downed Canadian who was fighting to free them from the Nazi tyranny, but he couldn’t afford to take chances. There were many Nazi collaborators in France.

After about half an hour, the door opened and a woman emerged from the house and made her way over to the barn. She appeared to be in her twenties, with a slim figure and her dark hair pulled into a tight bun at her neck. She wore typical French clothing for the time, a gray threadbare skirt that fell just short of her ankles and an equally worn white blouse that billowed in the breeze. Her feet were bare, probably due to necessity. Everything was in short supply in Europe, especially in occupied France, and the people had to make do with what they had.

As he watched, she opened the barn door, turning toward him so he could see her face for the first time. She was quite pretty, and she looked a little older than he had initially guessed, but not much. Perhaps thirty. But he could be wrong. This appeared to be a poor farm, and the hard work required to operate it could age a person beyond their actual years. Still, she was quite lovely, and at thirty-one he was in no position to judge.

She went into the barn and he could hear her talking in low, hushed tones, then she emerged leading a gaunt-looking cow toward the small fenced in pasture. All the while she continued talking to it and rubbing its head affectionately. She released the lead and smacked the cow gently on the rump, sending it sauntering into the pasture, then she closed the gate and went over to a hand pump about halfway between the house and barn. She began pumping the handle and filled a pail of water, then turned toward the house.

“Genvieve!” she called, “Vien ici!”

John sank deeper into the bushes and watched as another girl came out of the house. She was younger than the first girl, maybe a sister, in her late teens. Possibly a daughter, but the woman didn’t seem old enough to have a daughter her age. Unlike the woman’s dark brunette hair, the girl’s was light blonde and was tied in a long pony tail down her back. She too wore clothes that had seen much usage, a light cotton skirt with some kind of faded pattern on it and a loose-fitting sleeveless top. She was also barefoot.

The woman said something he couldn’t make out and the girl went back into the house, coming back a few seconds later with a wooden bucket in each hand. She went over to the pump and together they filled those as well, then carried all three buckets of water back into the house.

As much as John wanted to go to the house and ask for help, he knew it would be best to wait it out for a while. They may be alone at the farm for now, but a husband or father could show up at any time and he needed to know exactly how many people lived here before he made any kind of move. He settled down to wait, thankful that instead of just trees to look at, he had two lovely ladies to watch and help take his mind off his dire situation.

As the day turned into afternoon, he had observed the woman and girl going about their chores. He decided they must be sisters. Despite the difference in hair color, there was a definite family resemblance and they were too close in age to be mother and daughter. As the afternoon wore on, he tried to think of a scenario that would leave two young girls alone to work the small farm. It was entirely possible that their father was taken by the Germans. From what he’d heard, they were more likely to imprison a person on suspicion, rather than facts. Stories of Nazi brutality were everywhere and he knew it wasn’t all propaganda.

A new scent suddenly reached him, not strong, but wafting to his nostrils on the light breeze over the regular barnyard smells. Chicken. His stomach growled at the thought of a plump chicken roasting in the kitchen of the small farmhouse. The hardtack biscuits and jerky in his pack kept him from starving, but the idea of a roast chicken dinner literally caused his mouth to salivate.

He shook his head as if to clear the thought from his mind. He had to focus. This was life or death, or at the very least a long and unpleasant vacation in a Nazi POW camp. Neither outcome was very appealing. If there was anyone else in the household, they would soon be returning for dinner. Food was also in short supply and if there was something as succulent as a chicken dinner waiting at home, no Frenchman would miss it.

He waited for two more hours, trying in vain to erase the thought of the succulent meal only a few yards away. When the blonde girl finally came out carrying a bucket of dirty dishes, he knew for certain dinner was over and that no one else had shown up. He decided to make a move. As the girl knelt by the pump and began rinsing the dishes, he stood and emerged from the cover of the trees. He hobbled forward, focusing on her. She wasn’t looking in his direction, focused instead on her task, and didn’t see him approaching.

A sudden scream caused them both to stop and turn to the house. The dark-haired woman stood there, staring at him with wide eyes. The girl looked back at her then followed her gaze and saw him, freezing in place instantly. For a long moment, no one moved or spoke, then John raised his hands cautiously to show he meant them no harm.

“Bonjour,” he said in poorly accented French, looking from one to the other. Without taking her eyes off of him, the woman gestured to the girl and she rose to her feet, cautiously moving over to where the dark-haired woman stood. John attempted communication again.

“Uh, je suis Canadian,” he said, trying hard to remember the little French he knew. The woman grasped the girl to her and they both stared at him. He realized his appearance was probably quite disheveled and could hardly blame them for their fear.

“What do you want?” the older woman asked in heavily accented English.

“You speak English?” John asked, trying to give them a friendly smile.

“Une peu,” she replied, “A little.”

John nodded and took a tentative step closer. They shrunk away and he stopped, not wanting to scare them any more than they already were.

“Look, I don’t want to hurt you. I need your help. My plane . . .” he gestured toward the evening sky, “ . . . was shot down last night.”

The older woman seemed to relax just a little and she pointed to his makeshift crutch. “You are hurt, yes?”

“It’s just a sprain, but I need to rest for a few days. Will you help me? S’il vous plait?” he smiled again, hoping that his attempt to speak their language would endear him and help his plea.

She studied him for a moment, then whispered something to the girl. She nodded, her blue eyes never leaving him, then turned and went into the house. John swallowed. She may be going for food or medicine, or she may be going for a gun. He thought about his Colt 45 in the holster on his hip, but didn’t make a move for it. Someone had to show some trust here. He saw the woman glance at his holster as if reading his thoughts, but her expression remained impassive.

A moment later, the girl emerged from the house carrying a small canvas bag. She gave it to the woman, who looked up at John.

“We will help with your . . .” She paused, searching for the word, then continued. “. . . injury . . . and give you some food, but you cannot stay here.” She removed some bandages from the bag and indicated for him to sit on a low bench next to the pump. “I am sorry, but it is too dangerous.”

He hobbled over to the bench and slowly lowered himself onto it, sighing as he took the weight from his aching ankle. The woman came over, followed by the girl, and they both knelt at his injured appendage and began to remove his boot.

“Je m’appelle John,” he said, once again attempting his French.

The woman looked up at him, then bent back over his foot. The other girl spoke for the first time, her voice sweet and high.

“Allo, Jean. I am Genvieve and this is my sister, Jeannette.” She smiled sweetly at him and he found himself suddenly thinking very impure thoughts about the beautiful young girl kneeling before him.

Jeannette shot her sister a disapproving look, but said nothing and roughly yanked his boot off. He winced, but managed to keep from crying out despite the extreme pain. She removed his sock and began to probe at the injured ankle.

“It is not broken,” she said, looking up at him. “But it is a bad sprain.” She muttered something in French to Genvieve, who smiled at him again and daintily rose to her feet. She ran to the house, her skirt swirling around her slender calves. Jeannette began to wrap his ankle tightly. “You must not walk on this for two, maybe three days,” she told him. “So it appears that you will be staying after all.” She continued to wrap his ankle. “You may stay in the barn, but you must not come outside.” She cinched the bandage tight, causing him to wince, and looked up at him.

“Thank you . . .merci,” he said, offering her a smile.

She seemed to have a melancholy air about her, but she returned his smile thinly and stood up, offering her hand. “Come, I will show you.”

He picked up his crutch with one hand, took hers with the other and she pulled him to his feet, her strength surprising him. He followed her toward the barn and Genvieve came running up carrying some blankets and a bundle as they reached the door. Jeannette led him into the barn with Genvieve following close behind them. She pointed to one of the empty stalls. “You will sleep there.”

He nodded his thanks as Genvieve bounced over to the stall and laid out the blankets on the loose straw. Unlike her sister, she seemed genuinely happy that he was there and never failed to give him a warm smile, her sky blue eyes sparkling. He immediately liked the pretty young girl, and found his thoughts drifting carnally as she crawled around on the blanket to make up his bed. Her slender legs poked out from under her dress as she moved around, and he found himself wondering just how old she was.

Jeannette’s hand on his arm brought him out of his little fantasy. She pressed the bundle into his hands, her eyes telling him that she knew what he was thinking and that her sister was off limits. “Some food,” she said, her eyes meeting and holding his. “We do not have much to eat, so this is all we can give you.”

“I . . .” he began, not wanting to take food from their mouths, but the truth was, he needed it. His meager rations would’nt last long. He gratefully accepted the bundle. “Thank you.”

She nodded and turned to her sister. “Vien tois.” Genvieve finished fussing with his bed and came over, the smile still on her face.

“Sleep well, Jean,” she said, touching his arm. “I will see you a demain, tomorrow, n’est pas?”

Jeanette took her sister’s arm as John smiled and nodded. “Yes, and thank you again.”

The two girls left the barn, with Genvieve smiling back over her shoulder at him. He watched until they went into the house, then went over and pulled the double doors closed. He turned around and looked over at the cow, who was watching him and chewing on a mouthful of hay.

“I guess I’m your new bunkmate,” he said and made his way over to his bedroll. He opened the bundle of food and picked up a piece of the chicken he had smelled roasting earlier. As he lay there chewing on the tender meat, he tried to think of a way to get back home, but all he could see was Genvieve’s smiling face and the cute way she crawled around making his bed. “Dammit,” he said out loud and closed his eyes.

The dream was surreal. Images of the crash were replaced by those of Genvieve, only she wasn’t wearing the worn out skirt and top. Instead, she was dressed in a lacy white corset, with nylon stockings clipped to garters around her creamy thighs. She came to him, her lips red and ready to be kissed, her breasts swelling from the top of her tight corset.

Then, just as he was reaching for her, Jeanette stepped between them, wearing a Gestapo uniform. She suddenly had a luger pointed at him, and she spoke in a harsh German accent instead of French. “Leave my sister alone!”

He awoke with a start, his heart racing. The dream seemed real, so real that he was sweating and his cock was rock hard, straining at his pants. He flopped back on his bed and tried to bring his heart rate back down. Eventually, he drifted back to sleep, this time dreamless.

He awoke before dawn and stretched, then caressed his ankle, which felt a little better. He stood and tested his weight on it and his delusions of a speedy recovery were soon shattered. The pain returned with a vengeance and he had to lean against the stall to keep from falling. “Damn it to hell,” he muttered.

Just then, the door creaked open and he automatically swung a hand to his leather holster, tensing. He relaxed when he saw Jeannette come in carrying a bucket.

“Good morning,” she said without smiling, “Did you sleep well?”

He nodded, remembering the vivid dream that had disturbed his sleep, although now it seemed to be fading from his memory. “Yes, very well.”

She picked up a stool and settled down to milk the cow. Soon the sound of milk shooting into the bucket could be heard as her hands expertly massaged the teats. He found he had to look away. Just the image of her hands moving like that brought erotic images to his mind and he didn’t want to sprout a raging hardon in front of her. Genvieve, perhaps, he thought, grinning to himself, but somehow he got the impression that big sis would not find it at all amusing.

“So,” he said, “just you and your sister live here?”

Jeanette kept milking and didn’t reply for a moment. “Yes,” she finally said without looking up. He wanted to ask her more, but she didn’t seem the type that would open up to him. She surprised him by continuing. “Our parents are dead. I lived here with my husband. When our parents died, Genvieve came to stay with us.”

A husband. That might be a complication. “Where is your husband now?”

Again, there was a pause, this one even longer. Just when he thought she wasn’t going to answer him, she stood up, her bucket full. Her dark eyes met his. “My husband . . .” she shrugged, “ . . . is probably dead. They took him away almost two months ago.” She turned to go and he didn’t try to stop her or ask any more questions. She paused at the door without looking back. “I will bring a basin and water so you can bathe.” Then she was gone. Despite her obvious pain at telling him about her husband, it lifted his spirits. If the Nazis had indeed taken her husband, chances were good that she was no collaborator.

He went back to his bed and sat on the blankets, eating some of his rations and sipping on some water. He longed for a cup of coffee; even the ersatz stuff would have tasted good right now. He finished his breakfast, such as it was, and lay back again on the blankets, his thoughts once again working on a way of getting out of the country, with regular thoughts of Genvieve and even her morose sister intruding often. Despite Jeannette’s less than appealing demeanor, she was still a very attractive woman.

A short time later, the door swung open and was quickly pulled closed. Knowing that the girls were up and going about their daily chores had eased his nervousness somewhat, but he still kept his hand on his gun whenever the door opened. This time he was pleasantly surprised when Genvieve came over to the stall. She smiled her beautiful smile and knelt down on the edge of the blanket, smoothing her skirt over her knees.

“You are comfortable?” she asked, her eyes sparkling and her accent making even such an innocent question somehow erotic. No doubt his own less than pure thoughts helped with that. She was definitely what his buddies would call a looker.

“Yes, thank you, er, merci beaucoup,” he said, grinning at her.

She laughed daintily. “You speak some francaise,” she said, settling into a more comfortable position.

He held up his hand, holding his thumb and forefinger a half inch apart. “Une peu,” he replied. She giggled again and he found himself wanting to hear her laugh again. It was sweet and innocent, like her.

He decided that she may be more forthcoming with information than her sister had been. “Tell me, Genvieve,” he asked, meeting her striking blue eyes, “Why does your sister seem so . . .sad?” He decided to play dumb and not let on what Jeannette had told him.

“Ah, oui, c’est vrai . . .it is true. She misses Rheal, her husband.”

John tried to appear surprised. “Husband? I thought you two lived alone here?”

She nodded, glancing nervously toward the closed barn door. “Oui, we do. But she was married. The . . .the Germans . . .said he was a spy . . .and they took him.” Her face took on an uncharacteristic sad look. “Then she lost the baby. It was so sad, so sad . . .” Her voice trailed off as if the memory were too much for words.

“She had a baby?”

She shook her head. “Non, non, she was . . .how do you say . . .with child?” John nodded to show he understood. She continued. “But the shock of what happened . . .it was born dead. So sad . . .a little boy.” She fell silent and John couldn’t think of anything to say. It was no wonder Jeannette was like that. The loss of her husband and then a child in such a short period of time would leave anyone with a big empty hole where their heart once was.

“Losing Rheal was . . .tres difficile, but more than anything in the world she wanted to be a mother,” Genvieve said. “That is what made her so sad more than anything.”

“I understand,” John finally said, meeting her eyes.

She smiled sadly, then her expression brightened. “But what about you? Tell me how you came to be here?”

He related the story of how his plane had been shot down, struggling as he remembered Lou, Bobby, and all the rest of the crew he had come to know and love as brothers. He wondered if any of them had made it out of their burning plane. Genvieve reached out and touched his hand in consolation, her pretty eyes telling him she felt his pain. Her touch was soft and delicate and he thrilled at the warmth of her fingers on his skin. He continued with the story of his hike through the woods and how he had found their little farm. She shook her head in wonderment.

“I think . . .” she said thoughtfully, “. . . that you are a very brave man. I know if there are more like you, France will once again be free one day.” She smiled and leaned in, planting a soft kiss on each cheek. Her smell was wonderful and he had to physically resist the urge to take her in his arms and kiss her full on the mouth. Just having her this close, with her warm breath on his skin was making him hard. She moved back and smiled. “Jeannette is warming some water for you to bathe. She will be coming soon and she will not like me being here alone with you.”

She stood up, brushing pieces of straw from her dress. She gave him a quick curtsey, then turned and left before he could think of anything to say. He touched his cheek where her soft lips had pressed and inhaled a deep breath. Was this an infatuation or was he really falling for her?

A short while after Genvieve’s visit, the door opened again and she and Jeanette entered carrying a large tin basin, big enough for him to take a bath in. They set it down near the door and went back out without saying a word. John stood and hobbled over to the basin using his crutch. He looked out and saw them each coming with two large pails of steaming water. He couldn’t stand by and watch women carrying his own bath water and dropped his crutch, testing his ankle. It was still very painful, but he could do it. He hadn’t taken one step before he heard Jeannette’s voice.

“Non! Arretes tois! Stop!”

He looked up as she came closer, the hot water splashing over the rim as she hurried to get to him. Her face bore the expression of a chiding schoolmarm. “You must not walk on your injured foot! It will only delay your departure.”

“But I can’t stand by and watch you two ladies carrying that water. I want to help.”

She fixed him with hard stare. “You can help by resting so you can be on your way.” She glared at him for a moment, then picked up the pails and dumped them into the basin. He obediently stood aside and watched as Genvieve poured in her water as well, giving him a wink and a little smile when Jeannette’s back was turned.

They made two more trips with hot water, then poured in several pails from the well to fill the tub and cool the steaming bath a little. Jeannette handed him a dingy towel, a washcloth, and a bar of soap. She left some clothes that she said belonged to her husband and told him to leave his dirty combat fatigues by the barn door. She turned to the door as John began unbuttoning his shirt. Genvieve, standing just outside the door, watched with an amused smile as each button revealed a little more of his thick chest. He noticed her watching and hurriedly finished, taking off his shirt a few seconds before the door was closed and he was once again alone. He smiled to himself as he finished undressing and slipped into the hot water. She appeared to be as enthralled with him as he was with her.

Jeannette led her sister back to the house after closing the barn door. She could sense the attraction between them and while she would never stand in the way of Genvieve’s happiness, a tryst with a stranded Canadian soldier, while very romantic, would bring her nothing but pain and trouble in the end.

“Come, Genvieve,” she said, taking her hand and pulling her reluctantly inside. “Give him some privacy.”

Genvieve followed and plopped down in one of the straight back chairs around the kitchen table. “Do you not find him handsome?” she asked, eyeing her big sister with a doe-eyed expression.

Jeannette laughed humorlessly and shook her head. “He is not for you, my foolish little sister. In a few days he will be back in England. Or he will be captured by the Germans. He might even be killed if they have a mind to do so. It is not for us to know.” She spoke without emotion, merely stating the facts.

Genvieve’s face darkened in a look of horror. “Oh, Jeannette, do not say that! Do not even think it!”

Jeannette went to the table and took the chair opposite her sister. She reached across the well-worn wooden table and grasped her hand. “Genvieve, I understand how you feel. I truly do. But you must be practical. The world has been turned upside down and this is not the time or place for such things. You must put him out of your mind.” She smiled across the table at her. “You are such a beautiful girl. After the war, you can . . .”

Genvieve pulled her hand away and stood up abruptly, her face a mask of anger. “After the war?! After the war?! Will the war ever end?!” She paused, her anger building even more. “You had a husband once! You had love! What about me?!” By now tears were streaming down her face. “You have no right! I am not a little girl anymore and I love him!” She glared at her sister for a few seconds then turned and ran outside and across the yard.

By the time Jeannette made it to the door she was already disappearing into the trees behind the barn. She sighed and decided it was best just to let her go sulk for a while. This was Genvieve’s way of dealing with conflict. Jeannette knew she would eventually come to her senses and come home, and also knew from past experience that it wouldn’t be until it began to get dark. She closed the door and began to gather up what meager food she could find for lunch.

Genvieve rushed outside and past the barn, running headlong into the woods. Pinecones and small twigs jabbed at her bare feet but years of going barefoot had toughened her soles and her blind anger at her sister’s nonchalant dismissal of her feelings only aided in lessening the pain from the rough forest floor. She finally stopped only a few dozen yards from the barn and collapsed to her knees, sobbing.

What right did Jeannette have to talk to her that way? She was a woman, with all the needs and feelings women had, but her older sister was still treating her like a little girl. She was eighteen now, old enough to take a husband. Older, in fact, than many girls her age who were already married and starting to raise families. She wanted a man, and she had chosen Jean, the handsome and brave soldier from America.

She was jealous; that was it. She wanted him for herself. That had to be the reason. Her anger boiled and she wiped away her tears, wondering if Jeannette was out there with him now, helping him bathe. She continued to seethe for several minutes, thinking desperately on how to thwart her sister’s advances on the man she had chosen for herself.

Some time later, after her anger had eased and she was able to think more rationally, she realized that was an absurd thought. Deep down she knew Jeannette harbored no romantic feelings whatsoever for the handsome airman. She was simply giving care to a man who was selflessly risking his life to save her country from the hated Nazis. It was her only her imagination working overtime.

Her thoughts drifted back to him alone in the barn at that very moment. She swallowed hard at the thought of him naked in the bathtub, his manly chest and strong arms he had bared to her for only a brief moment shiny and wet. And what about his other parts? She tried to imagine what he would look like below the waist. She had once dared a schoolmate to show her his penis, but they were only ten at the time and it really wasn’t that impressive to her. A curiosity, yes, but nothing more. Surely a man would look different. She knew what sex was, of course. She even knew how to touch herself in a way that made her feel all warm and tingly inside. If sex felt like that, she definitely wanted to do it!

After a few moments, she wiped her remaining tears and began to walk through the familiar forest to her special place, a spot on the riverbank where she often came to be alone with her thoughts. She needed to think. If she wanted the handsome and daring Canadian to fall in love with her and not her sister, she would have to come up with a plan to win him.

Jeannette finished her lunch of bread and cheese and stood looking out at the still closed barn door. Her hand absently went to her empty belly and a tear spilled down one cheek as she remembered the sense of loss when her precious baby was born dead only one week after her husband was taken from her by the brown shirted Nazi storm troopers. If only her baby had lived her life would have some purpose; some meaning other than trying to exist here on their tiny farm under the constant threat of the Germans coming for her and her sister as they had for her husband.

As she stood there, the barn doors opened and she watched as John tiik a quick look around the yard, then grasped the handle on the end of the heavy basin and dragged it outside and over toward a ditch. He struggled with his nearly useless ankle, but Jeannette simply watched from the window of the house, making no move to help or lecture him for risking aggravating his injury. He was wearing the pants of Rheal’s she had taken to him, but he wore no shirt and she watched as the muscles on his back and arms rippled under his skin, unable to pull her eyes from his trim, muscular body. He opened the drain tap at the end and sat on the edge of the metal tub, wiping his brow and watching as the water slowly drained. When he regained his strength, he pulled himself to his feet and half walked, half hopped back into the barn.

Jeannette watched all of this without moving. Her hand was still on her belly but her tears had stopped, leaving tiny streaks down her soft cheeks. Maybe there was a way to bring purpose back into her life.

She turned suddenly from the window and went into her bedroom. She stood before the mirror and examined her image. She was still a very attractive woman, she surmised. Although she no longer spent the time she used to on her appearance since the loss of her husband, she hadn’t failed to notice the looks of some of the men when she went into the village. She picked up a cloth from the wash basin on her dresser and began to wash her tear streaked face. Then she reached behind her head and undid the tight bun of her hair. She pulled it free and the dark tresses spilled down her back and framed her face, completely altering her appearance from that of a hard working farm wife to that of a beautiful young woman still very much at the height of her sexuality and desirability. She picked up a brush and began to brush her dark hair slowly until it shone with an almost inner luminescence, then she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse to show just a hint of cleavage.

She licked her lips and took a final look in her mirror. If she was going to do this, it had to be now; before she chickened out or Genvieve returned. Taking a deep breath, she turned and strode purposefully through the kitchen, then out the door and into the yard. Her eyes were fixed on the still open barn doors and she could feel her excitement at what she was going to do starting to build in her stomach, and in her dampening sex.

John returned to his bed, panting from the effort of dragging the bath tub out to drain. In spite of Jeannette’s earlier warnings, there was no way in hell he was going to stand and watch while the sisters pulled the heavy tub outside. It had been difficult, but he managed without putting too much extra strain on his sprained ankle. He was lying back with his eyes closed when he heard footsteps and the light in the barn dimmed as the doors were pulled shut. He propped himself up, his hand reaching for his gun as he peered around the corner of the stall, but he stopped short when he saw who it was.

Jeannette was coming toward him slowly, one hand toying with the buttons of her blouse. She had let her hair down and the change in her appearance was so amazing that he could only stare open mouthed as she came closer. While he had always considered her attractive, she was now breathtakingly beautiful. She came over to the stall and stood there, her dark eyes darting around; looking at him, then elsewhere, never meeting his for more than a brief second. He was speechless, wondering what had brought on this change and why she was acting like this. Finally, he found his voice.

“Jeannette, I . . .I’m sorry for taking out the bath, but I couldn’t . . .”

She raised a finger to her rosy lips, shaking her head. Her long, silky hair swayed across her shoulders and fell forward over one breast. He stopped speaking and she dropped to her knees at the edge of his bedroll as Genvieve had done earlier. He swallowed and finally their eyes met. Until now, her dark eyes were sad, almost lifeless. Now they held a wild look that he had never seen before. He watched as her eyes moved down over his bare chest and lower. He swallowed hard as the realization of what she wanted suddenly dawned on him and he felt an immediate response in his groin as her eyes locked there while she nibbled seductively on her lower lip. Her fingers were still toying with the buttons of her blouse and he watched as she undid another one, revealing more of her ample cleavage to his hungry eyes. She brought her gaze back to meet his eyes and he could see the look of pure animalistic lust, although there was still a trace of sadness in them.

He shifted his weight slightly, feeling his cock begin to grow harder as another button was released. He could now see that she wore no undergarments and he was getting a good look at most of her milky white breasts. She dropped her hands from her blouse and looked again at his crotch, where his manhood was now showing a definite bulge. She looked back up to his eyes, then without speaking, she leaned forward - her heavy breasts almost falling from her near open blouse - and began to unfasten his pants. He watched her, unsure of what to do or say. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before and he was at a loss at what to do. He decided to just let her take control, whatever her reasons may be.

She quickly had him unfastened and reached inside, her fingers gripping his now fully hard member. She looked up at him and he thought he saw the slightest trace of a smile before she began to stroke his seven inch cock. He closed his eyes and leaned back as her fingers milked him as expertly as they had milked the cow that morning.

After a moment or two, he felt her release his cock and he opened his eyes in time to see her get to her feet. With her eyes locked on his, she undid the remaining two buttons of her blouse, letting it fall open, then unfastened her long skirt. As it fell to her feet, he swallowed hard. She had a beautiful body, her muscles well toned from years of farm work. She wore a pair of white bloomers which she gripped in both hands and wriggled down over her smoothly curved hips. John found he couldn’t move or take his eyes of this beautiful woman baring herself to him. Her reasons for doing it weren’t of any consequence to him and Genvieve was far from his thoughts at this point in time.

She bent over and pulled her underpants from her feet, then stood before him wearing only her open blouse. His cock throbbed as his eyes took in her slender legs and the thick bush between her thighs, her dark curly pubic hair already beading with her juices. She took a step toward him, spreading her legs so that her feet were on either side of his legs. He was looking straight up at her excited pussy and his nostrils caught the scent of her arousal mixing with the sweet smell of the hay. She looked down at him, his hard cock sticking out of his open fly, then knelt down, her bare knees meeting the hay as she straddled his legs.

She glanced up at him briefly, then gripped his pants by the waist band. Taking the hint, he lifted his hips from the blanket and she quickly slipped the pants down, allowing his cock to stand fully upright. She looked down at it for a long moment, then seemed to come to a decision. She took it in her hand, then bent over and brought her mouth close to his throbbing purple head. She paused and he realized he was holding his breath, then she parted her lips and kissed the tip before taking it inside her warm, wet mouth. He gasped and propped himself up on his elbows so he could watch her silky hair spill across his bare stomach while she took him deeper into her mouth.

Her tongue moved along the underside while she sucked him in and out. He groaned and reached down to caress her hair, gently pushing her head down. She responded by taking even more of his thick cock into her mouth and throat. She was obviously not new to cock sucking and her moans indicated that she was also getting some pleasure from doing it.

She kept it up for several minutes and John had to fight to keep from losing it more than once. When she finally released him and looked up at him, her eyes were even wilder. She sat up suddenly, her lips still wet with his juices, and slipped her blouse off, leaving her completely naked. Her heavy breasts swayed as she leaned over him, her hard nipples centered in her crimson areolae. She moved further up his legs until the thick pubic hairs of her pussy were touching his hard cock. She leaned over and kissed him quickly on the lips, then moved her lips to his ear.

“Make love to me, Jean. Please!”

Her words were urgent, her breath hot in his ear. He felt her move closer and the heat from her excited pussy on his throbbing hardon was almost more than he could bear. He placed his hands under her butt and lifted her up until she was poised over his cock. She looked into his eyes and began to lower herself, both of them gasping in unison as he penetrated her hot little cunt and sank deeper into its warm wetness.

For a moment, they remained still, John’s cock buried to the hilt in her; her eyes closed and her tongue moving across her slightly parted lips. Eventually she began to move, slowly at first; a gentle rocking motion that worked her hard clit against his pelvic bone. She grasped her breasts, tugging on her nipples and moaning softly. John watched her, amazed by her intense sexuality that he never thought she possessed. She started moving faster, then began to raise up and down, his hard cock thrusting again and again into her depths. He began to rock his hips in time to her movements, thrusting upward as she pushed down. Every few pumps, she would pause and resume the rocking motion, then return to the pumping thrusts with even more vigor.

John watched as her arousal grew more intense by the second. Her chest was flushed a deep red and her hair flew as her movements increased, sometimes completely obscuring her face. She gasped, grunted and moaned as her arousal increased. She was fucking him harder; faster, until he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold off.

“J. . . Jeannette, I . . .” he moaned, feeling his balls constrict.

“Yesss . . .” she hissed, opening her eyes and leaning down, her hands bracing on the hay by his head. She began to move even faster, as if her single purpose in life was to make him cum. Her jaw was set and her eyes burned with lust. “Give it to me, mon cherie,” she gasped. “Give it to me . . .”

Her words were the final straw. John felt his cum boiling as his orgasm began. He thrust upward, burying his cock to the hilt inside her hot little pussy. He briefly considered the consequences of cumming inside her, but it was too late to do anything to stop it now, even if he wanted to. With a loud groan, he expelled his hot seed deep inside her womb, her tight pussy milking it from deep in his balls.

She tensed when he came and he felt her pussy tighten on his spurting cock. He vaguely heard her cry out through the fog of his climax and opened his eyes to see her leaning back, her mouth open and her hands clenching her breasts. She shook and trembled, then suddenly leaned forward, bracing herself on her arms, her hair falling forward to cover her face.

They lay like that for a long moment, each panting and shuddering with occasional aftershocks after their intense simultaneous orgasms. Finally John’s cock began to shrink inside her and he slipped out, releasing a warm flood of their mixed cum. Jeannette quickly rolled off and lay on her back next to him, still panting to catch her breath.

They lay there for several minutes, neither saying anything. John was still having trouble believing what had just happened. Jeannette had never given him any indication that she was interested in him sexually, or even in a friendly matter. Just the opposite in fact. While she was always accommodating and somewhat courteous, she was never what he would call warm to him.

He turned to her and opened his mouth to ask what had prompted this little tryst when she sat up and reached for her blouse. “Genvieve will be returning soon,” she said without looking at him. She got to her feet and pulled on her bloomers, then picked up her skirt. She seemed to be in a hurry.

“Jeannette. . .” he began, but she shook her head as she refastened the buttons of her skirt and blouse.

“You are happy, no? It was pleasurable pour vous?”

He nodded, pushing himself to a sitting position, his pants still down. “Yes, of course, but. . .”

She interrupted him again. “Then there is no need for words. We are two adults who took pleasure from one another, that is all.” She turned toward the door and stopped with her hand on the latch. She spoke without looking back at him. “Do not mention this to my sister, please. She . . .she would not understand.”

“No, of course not,” he said, watching as she pulled the door open, then left him there, confused and exposed on his meager bed.

Genvieve arrived at her special spot and sat down on the soft grass. She loved it here; it was so calm and peaceful, where the hard work of the farm and the horrors of the war could be forgotten, if only for a short while. She leaned back on her elbows and looked up at the nearly cloudless blue sky through the thick leaves of an ancient oak and let her thoughts drift back to the handsome man hiding in their barn. She’d felt a strong attraction from the moment she had first seen him, and it only grew stronger with each moment they spent together. And the brief glimpse of him shirtless had caused her heart to skip a beat. She had to have him; give herself to him completely.

She lay back on the cool grass and closed her eyes as the midday sun warmed her face. Her hand absently went to her breast and she lightly brushed along its soft curves, imagining how his touch would feel on her skin. Her nipples responded immediately, becoming rock hard and sensitive. She traced the outline of one over her thin cotton blouse, inhaling a deep breath as her fingers stimulated the sensitive nub.

Before she was conscious of what she was doing, she had two buttons undone and her fingers were pinching her nipples under her blouse, making her sigh and moan softly. She could feel her arousal growing exponentially, her thoughts on Jean and the things he could be doing to her ripe and ready young body. She felt a growing heat between her legs and reached down with her other hand to stroke her pussy over her skirt. It felt so good that she wished she was naked, masturbating until she came hard. She opened her eyes. Why not? She sat up and looked around. The little clearing was well concealed by thick brush and the sound of the water would hide any noise she may make. She smiled to herself. And it would be so naughty!

She stood up, still looking around, and began to undo her blouse. When it was completely undone, she took another cautious look around, then shrugged it off, dropping it to the grass at her feet. She closed her eyes as the warm breeze caressed her bare breasts, feeling like soft fingers gently teasing them. She was becoming highly aroused and lost in the wonderful feeling of exposing her firm young breasts and began to tug at the buttons of her skirt, suddenly anxious to finish undressing and be completely naked.

Seconds later, her skirt lay at her feet in a crumpled heap and she was bent over removing her frilly bloomers from her dainty ankles. She stood upright, the soft wind blowing her blond hair slightly. Her skin was pale in the bright sunlight, and she had never felt so free in her life. She ran her hands over the curve of her bare hips, then to the wispy blond hair that lightly covered her swollen and wet slit. It was so light and fine that it almost appeared at a glance that she had no hair at all on her pubic mound. Her fingers traced her opening and she expelled a small gasp from her slightly parted lips as she touched on her erect and sensitive little clit. She knew from past self-gratifying experiences that this was where she could derive the most pleasure from her own touch. She moaned softly as her fingers moved in a slow circle over the hard little button, causing her juices to flow even more. She gripped one of her breasts with the other hand, squeezing it roughly, then pinching her knotted nipple. Her entire body began to tingle and she found her knees becoming weak.

She opened her eyes and knelt down on the ground, the soft grass tickling her bare legs in a most tantalizing way. Then she lay down on her back, her knees up and legs spread wide. Her hand went back between her legs immediately, her fingers seeking the spot to rekindle the erotic pleasure she had initiated. She pictured Jean’s shirtless image and it only took her a few seconds to locate the sweet spot. She began to work it again, her breathing now coming in short gasps. Her other hand massaged and tugged on her firm young breasts, increasing the sensations that were growing stronger and stronger in the pit of her stomach. She pressed her finger between her outer lips, then rubbed it along the sensitive flesh inside before returning to her clit. She was almost there. What had started as a wonderful tingle was rapidly building to an immense climax. She could feel the waves of pleasure emanating from her womb outward until her fingers and toes were also tingling. With a loud cry, she came hard, her tight little ass lifting from the soft grass as her body tensed under the force of her climax. She tossed her head from side to side, whimpering and grunting in the throes of her intense self induced orgasm and she felt her virgin pussy seeping wetness onto her hand. She began to rub it with her palm until her orgasm eased and her body relaxed and settled back down on the grass, her chest flushed and heaving.

She lay there like that for what felt like a long time, letting her body slowly come down from the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced. Finally she opened her dazed eyes and stared up at the oak branches swaying gently above her. A sleepy smile came to her lips and she wondered if it was imagining it was Jean making love to her or the fact that she was completely naked and exposed outdoors that had caused such an incredible rush of pleasure. She sighed and lay a forearm over her eyes to block out the bright sunshine. Whatever it was, her orgasms were getting better every time she masturbated and she couldn’t wait to experience one at the hands of a lover.

She lay there for several more minutes before sitting up and looking around. All was as it was before, with only the regular sounds of the forest and nearby stream. She looked down at her naked body. Her grapefruit sized breasts sat firm and high on her chest and her nipples were still hard, poking out nearly a half inch from the pink circles of her areolae. She touched her pussy and gasped in shock at the still sensitive flesh. Her body was coated in a light sheen of perspiration which was starting to dry in the breeze. She looked over at the stream. There was a small pool here, maybe three or four feet deep and a refreshing dip would feel good and cool her overheated skin.

Pushing herself to her feet, she wobbled slightly on unsteady legs before regaining her balance and stepped gingerly over to the water’s edge. She stuck her toes in and sighed at the coolness of the water. It was a warm afternoon and her act of sexual stimulation had made her even hotter. She waded slowly out into the water, her eyes scanning for any indication of observers. Seeing none, she went out to the deepest part, which came just over her waist, then lowered her entire body into the cool water. It felt wonderful, instantly cooling and refreshing her. She moved to a shallower area where she could sit on a smooth rock so that just her shoulders and head were above the dark water. She rubbed between her legs, hopefully washing the scent of her sex away. She liked the smell, but didn’t want Jeannette to catch a whiff of it and suspect what she was doing.

She finished washing her pussy, then leaned her head back, soaking her long blond hair in the cool, dark water. It felt so nice on her sweaty scalp that she kept her head in the water for almost a full minute before raising her head back up. She splashed some water on her face and scrubbed it with her hands, then stood up and waded back over to the grassy bank. She lay down to let the sun and air dry her, her thoughts once again returning to Jean and wondered if he was thinking about her as well.

She awoke with a start some time later and pushed herself to a sitting position. She was still completely naked in the little clearing, her clothing lying in a crumpled heap next to her. The sun was much lower in the sky and she realized she must have dozed most of the afternoon away. She began to dress, hoping that no one happened along and saw her lying naked out here in the forest. The scandal would be enough to ruin her reputation in the village and she would never find a husband, even though she had her sights firmly set on the man in their barn. She buttoned up her blouse as she began the hike back to the farm, trying to think of a plan to get rid of Jeannette for a few hours so she could seduce the unsuspecting airman.

John sat on a wooden crate just inside the open doors of the barn. On his knee he had spread out a topographical map of the area and was trying to concentrate on it so when it came time to escape, he would have some idea where roads, rivers, and villages were. The sun was beginning to sink a little lower and he was using the remaining light to see by.

But his thoughts kept drifting back to the encounter with the dark and mysterious Jeannette, whom he thought he had pegged as a no-nonsense type of woman who merely tolerated his intrusion because he was fighting the good fight against the Nazi invaders and helping him was the right thing to do. What had made her come to him and, without even allowing him the opportunity to properly seduce her, had stripped down and fucked him right there on the hay, then left again just as abruptly? He’d puzzled over this all afternoon and had finally come to the only logical conclusion - she recently lost her husband and, being accustomed to regular sex, simply saw an opportunity to satisfy her lust. Perhaps she was embarrassed afterward and that was the reason for her hasty departure. He’d hoped she would come back out so that they might talk about it, but she’d remained inside the little house all day and he didn’t want to risk exposing himself. She would be back sometime and they could talk then.

He straightened out the map and found the small stream he’d followed to the farm. There was a small village about five miles downstream at the fork of a larger river. He wondered if there were anyone in the French underground in the vicinity who may be able to help him safely out of the country.

He was pondering this when he caught movement in the yard in his peripheral vision. He was far enough inside that for someone to see him they would have to be close and be looking directly at him but his hand was on the butt of his gun before he even looked up. He sighed in relief and let go of the gun as he watched Genvieve walking toward the barn on her way to the house. He’d been wondering where she’d been all day and decided to ask her. He stood up and using the rail of one of the stalls, hobbled over to the open door. She noticed him and smiled, altering her course toward him.

“Bonjour, Genvieve,” he said in his best French accent, smiling at the pretty blonde.

She returned his smile, her beautiful face lighting up as she bounced over to him. “Bonjour, Jean,” she replied, stopping in front of him, her long dress swirling about her feet. “How are you feeling?” Her bright blue eyes moved down to his injured ankle then back up to his. He couldn’t help but smile even wider; her innocent and carefree demeanor was infectious. And there was something in those pretty eyes, something mischievous and even a little intoxicating.

“I . . .uh, I’m feeling better,” he managed to say. He put some weight on his ankle and took a tentative step. “See, I can almost walk on it now.”

She grinned and clapped her hands together. “Oh, Jean, c’est magnifique! That is wonderful!”

She stepped closer and hugged him and he could smell her scent even stronger, like a mix of fresh flowers, the scent of pine, and something else he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He hugged her back, his hands pressing into the small of her back and holding her firm young body tight to his. He felt a stirring between his legs at her nearness and didn’t want to let her go.

They held the embrace for maybe a little longer than was proper, as if neither wanted it to end, then she slowly pulled away. When she looked into his eyes again, her smile had disappeared and her eyes had a sad look. “But, if you are better, that means you will be leaving soon, no?”

John nodded. “Yes, I’m afraid so.”

They both stood there silently as a long moment slipped by, then Genvieve reached out and took his rough hand in her dainty one. She gave it a squeeze and offered a sad smile. “I will bring you something to eat,” she said, then slowly released his hand and turned to go to the house. He watched her go, his eyes drawn to the sway of her delicious hips under her thin skirt. He was no expert on women, but knew enough to recognize that she did not want him to go, and her eyes told him why. And deep down, he knew he could really fall hard for the sweet young French girl.

Genvieve entered the kitchen and saw her sister stirring a pot on the stove. She looked up and Genvieve sat at the table, but then went back to stirring without saying anything. Finally she turned to her little sister and sighed.

“Genvieve, I am sorry for saying those things. You are right, I have no business interfering in your life like that.” She came over to the table and stood looking down at Genvieve. “I just don’t want to see you get hurt. I love you very much and you are all I have in this world.”

Genvieve sat there quietly for a long moment, then looked up at her. “I know, Jeannette. And I am sorry, too. I must stop running off like that whenever we have a disagreement.” Jeannette pulled out the opposite chair and sat down. Genvieve continued. “But I meant what I said - I am in love with Jean, I just know it. I cannot stop thinking about him.”

Jeannette nodded. She could tell by her sister’s words and body language that she was serious. But did she know the difference between love and infatuation? She decided to avoid another argument and go along. “So, what are you going to do?”

Genvieve shook her head, her eyes welling up. “I . . .I do not know. He just told me his ankle is almost healed and I could feel my heart breaking.” She looked up, tears trickling down her apple cheeks. “I do not know what to do!” She began to cry, holding her face in her hands. Jeannette quickly got up and went to her, kneeling next to her and stroking her soft hair.

“Shhh, it will be all right. This will pass and you will fall in love again.”

Genvieve looked up, her face wet with tears. “I do not want to fall in love with someone else. I want him!” She began to sob even more and Jeannette took her hand and pulled her to her feet. They hugged for a long time, with Genvieve sobbing on her shoulder while Jeannette made soothing sounds in her ear. She suddenly felt very guilty for what she had done with him. Had she known Genvieve’s feeling for him were this strong, she would never have done it. But what was done could not be undone and she vowed never to speak of it. Of course, in a few months she may have to own up to it, but hopefully Genvieve would be over him by then.

After a few minutes, Genvieve went into the other room to freshen up and Jeannette decided to take some food out to John. She approached the barn and stepped inside. It took her eyes a moment to adjust to the dusky gloom but she eventually made out his form lying back on his blanket with his hands clasped behind his head, watching her. She took a few steps toward him and he finally spoke.

“I was wondering when you were coming back,” he said. “Would you mind explaining what that was all about earlier? You left before I had a chance to button my pants.”

Jeannette set the bundle of food down and hesitated before responding. “I did not see you putting up much resistance,” she said quietly.

He sat up suddenly. “Don’t give me that crap. You wanted it more than I did. Is this because of the way Genvieve feels about me? Are you trying to distract me from her?”

Jeannette didn’t reply for a long moment. So he was aware of Genvieve’s feelings. She met his gaze. “If you know how she feels, why did you do it?”

He sighed and shook his head. “Because I’m an idiot who doesn’t always think with his brain,” he said. Before she could reply, he looked up at her. “And you are one very beautiful woman, Jeannette. What was I supposed to do?”

His compliment threw her off guard for a second but she quickly recovered, although her tone was less accusing. “I need you to know something, but you must promise not to tell her I told you this.” He nodded. “She is convinced that she is in love with you and she knows you cannot stay here. Her heart is broken.”

John absorbed this for a moment. While he knew she was flirting with him, he had no idea her feelings were that strong. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, but what choice did he have? She was young, and she would soon forget about him. Jeannette seemed to be waiting for him to say something. He took a deep breath and let it out. “You’re right. I’ll find some way to let her know that we can’t be together. She’s a smart girl; she’ll understand. Perhaps not right away, but she will eventually understand.”

Jeannette nodded and a faint smile came to her lips. “Thank you,” she said. She paused for a second, then spoke again. “There is someone in the village I know of who . . .” she paused again and her voice lowered, “. . .who is in the underground.” John’s head perked up. “I will go there tomorrow and see if he will help you.” She turned to go.

“Wait,” he called, stopping her. She turned around to face him. “You never did answer my question.”

Again, a short pause. “No,” she replied, shaking her head, “I did not.” She turned again and disappeared outside.

“Damn!” he breathed as he watched her go.

Genvieve was stirring the vegetable pot when Jeannette came back to the house. She looked up at her sister as she came in and busied her self dropping a load of firewood next to the stove. “I told him I would bring his food,” she said.

“I’m sorry,” Jeannette replied. “I did not know. Besides,” she added, “I needed to speak to him about something.”

Genvieve’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh?”

Jeannette looked over at her. “I am going to the village tomorrow to see if I can find someone to help him get to the coast.”

Genvieve felt like someone had punched her in the stomach. “So soon? But he is still not well enough to travel.”

Jeannette came over to her and smiled sadly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “He cannot stay, Genvieve. The longer he is here, the more dangerous it is for him. And for us.”

Genvieve stared into the pot as she slowly stirred it. “You are right,” she finally admitted in a low voice, her eyes starting to well up. Jeannette came to her and gently rubbed her shoulders. She kissed the back of her neck then went about preparing the evening meal.

Genvieve’s mind was working overtime. If Jean could not stay, perhaps she could go with him when he left. She knew he wouldn’t even consider the possibility of taking her . . .not unless she made him fall madly in love with her. Time was short, however, and she could only think of one way to accomplish it. Tomorrow, when Jeannette was in town, she would make him fall so much in love that he wouldn’t even consider leaving her behind. A mischievous smile came to her pretty lips as she began to work out the details while she busied herself helping with dinner.

A short time later, Genvieve sat down to dinner with her sister, hoping her excitement over her plans for the following day wouldn’t show. After all, this was an event that only happened once in a girl’s life and although she was a little apprehensive about what she was going to do, at that point she was looking forward to it with great anticipation. Jeannette didn’t seem to notice anything out of the ordinary, although Genvieve became a little nervous when she said she had something they needed to discuss just before they went to bed. They sat across from one another at the table, the kerosene lamp dimly lighting the small room. Jeannette took a moment to gather her thoughts, then looked directly at her sister.

“I thought we should have a little talk,” she began, “about your . . .feelings for Jean.” Genvieve swallowed a lump in her throat, certain that Jeannette had somehow read her thoughts and knew what she was planning to do. Jeannette continued. “I will be gone for most of the day tomorrow and you will be alone with him.” She locked her eyes on Genvieve’s. “I ask that you refrain from seeing him as much as possible.” Genvieve opened her mouth to protest, but Jeannette brought up a hand to stop her from speaking. “I know, I know . . .I am asking a lot from you. I am simply looking out for your best interests . . .and your virtue.”

Genvieve slumped back in her chair and folded her arms over her breasts. “What is it you think I will do?”

Jeannette blinked slowly, taking a deep breath and letting it out before replying. “You know what I mean, Genvieve. You are a very pretty girl and I’ve seen the way he looks at you. Please promise me you won’t do something you might regret later. That is all I ask.”

Genvieve smiled to herself. If she and Jean did make love tomorrow, it certainly wasn’t something she would ever regret. She answered Jeannette honestly. “I won’t. I promise.”

Jeannette continued to study her eyes for a few seconds, then sighed and stood up. “That is all I ask. I am going to bed. Bonsoir.”

Genvieve said good night and watched as she went to her small bedroom and after another long look, closed her door softly. She stood up and went over to the curtained off corner of the main room where her cot was. The house only had two rooms so she made do with the little privacy the curtains allowed. She undressed and slipped her long nightgown on, then went over and turned off the lamp over the table. She went over to the window and looked out at the barn, wondering if he was also thinking of her. She had seen him watching her when he thought she wasn’t looking and Jeannette’s words only served to confirm her impression. He was attracted to her, there was no question. And tomorrow, he would be hers.

She stood there for some time, her mind running through different scenes of their day together. Finally, she went over and got into bed and tried to resist the urge to touch herself. Her thoughts had made her very turned on, but she wanted to wait and allow her handsome soldier to release the passion building inside her. It took a long time, but she finally drifted off to sleep.

John awoke early the next morning, just as dawn was breaking. He heard a sound from outside and sat up, listening to the sound of approaching footsteps. He instinctively reached for his holster but already knew it would be Jeannette coming to milk the cow. The door opened a moment later and she came in, her hair once again tied up in a bun at the base of her neck. She carried two buckets; one filled with water and the other empty. She set down the bucket of water, nodded a greeting in his direction and went over to the stall to milk the cow.

John considered putting his shirt on, then changed his mind. He smoothed his hair as he heard the tell-tale sound of milk squirting into the bucket and went over to where she sat on a low stool in the early morning semi-darkness. He watched her for several minutes before speaking.

“When are you going to the village?”

She finished milking and answered before getting up. “As soon as I finish here.” She stood and turned to him, clasping the half full bucket in front of her with both hands. “If I do not return by dinner, you must take Genvieve and leave this place. Do you understand?”

He nodded, knowing full well the risks she was taking on his behalf. “I understand,” he said, studying her face in the dim light. “And I thank you for this. I know how dangerous it is.”

She nodded and started toward the door. “I will do what I can to stop the murderous . . .” She paused and he thought he heard a soft sob, but she didn’t turn around. She took a deep breath. “To stop the Nazis from hurting anyone else.” Before he could reply, she walked quickly outside and across the yard to the house. He thought about going after her. He still had some unanswered questions about her coming to him the day before, but decided to let it drop. She’d made it clear that it was a one time thing and that she had no intention of repeating it, or even discussing it further.

He sighed and went over to the bucket of water to wash. He hated to put them in this position just to save his own skin, but there was more at stake here than his or even the girls’ lives. The Allies were losing a lot of bombers and crew to the German Luftwaffe and every B17 crew member was a valuable asset. It was his sworn duty to try his best to make it back to England, whatever the cost.

A short time later he heard voices and went over to the door. His ankle was feeling much better today and he could even put a little weight on it. He saw Jeannette talking to Genvieve by the kitchen door. Genvieve nodded and stood watching as Jeannette picked up an empty burlap sack and began walking down the lane toward town. She glanced over at him briefly, but turned away almost immediately and was soon lost from sight down the tree-lined lane. Feeling eyes on him, he looked back to the house and saw Genvieve still standing at the door, her gaze fixed on him and her long hair blowing gently in the breeze. He raised a hand and smiled at her and she returned his smile, then disappeared back into the house. Sighing, he sat down on the crate and pulled out his map, trying to get her out of his mind.

Genvieve went back into the house, her heart pounding with excitement and trepidation, and slipped out of the dull gray dress and equally dull blouse she had put on earlier. She went into Jeannette’s room and opened her armoire, taking out a one piece pale yellow sundress, her nicest dress that she only wore on special occasions. She looked at herself in the mirror, wearing only her frilly bloomers. On impulse, she pulled them down and off, then slipped the sundress over her head, smoothing it over her naked body. She looked at her image in the mirror for a moment, then undid one more button to reveal the swell of her breasts. There was no way he was going to miss that hint! She fixed her hair, leaving it untied so that it fell to her shoulders and gave herself one more hard look. This was as good as it got, and she knew from his flirtatious looks that he was definitely interested. All she had to do was smile coyly and everything would fall into place.

She went back out into the main room and over to the door, pausing there for a deep calming breath, then she went out and made her way across the yard to the barn.

John looked up as she was walking across the dusty yard toward him and soon forgot about the map. She was wearing a different dress that didn’t seem as worn as her other dresses, and it wasn‘t the same one she‘d been wearing a few moments earlier. The early morning breeze pressed it against her legs, instantly giving him a very good impression of her sexy body under it. She was simply stunning in that dress and her hair shone as it blew around her face and shoulders. As she came closer, his eyes were drawn to her chest, where the curve of her firm breasts could be seen clearly where she had left the button undone. He swallowed hard, his eyes never wavering from her. She stopped in the barn door and smiled at him, leaning against the doorjamb.

“Allo, Jean,” she said in her sweet voice, her accent again making her even more alluring. “How is your ankle today?”

He hesitated before replying, unable to release his thoughts from her beautiful figure. “I . . .uh . . .better . . .much better,” he finally stammered, looking up into her angelic face and smiling awkwardly.

She came in and stopped in front of him, then knelt down on her knees, resting her hand on his knee while she pretended to examine his injured ankle. He felt an almost electric charge surge through him at her intimate touch and his cock began to grow almost immediately.

“Can you walk on it now?” she asked, looking up at him. Her hand remained on his knee.

He nodded dumbly. “A little,” he replied, trying again to smile. This was ridiculous. He felt like a nervous school boy around her. He’d had lots of girls back home and had never felt like this. Just what was she doing to him?

She smiled and it literally lit up her face. “Oh, c’est bon! I am so happy you are getting better!” She stood up and reached out for his hand. “Come. Show me!” Feeling a little self-conscious, he took her soft hand in his and allowed her to help him to his feet. He took a few steps around the barn and stopped in front of her. “Tres bien, Jean!” she cried, clapping her hands and bouncing up and down. He grinned again and tried to keep his eyes from her seductively jiggling breasts inside the loose-fitting dress. He swallowed hard and felt his cock twitch again. Did she even realize what she was doing to him?

She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him, pressing her slender young body tight against his. Hesitating for only a second, he put his arms around her waist and returned the hug. He felt her arms tighten and she nuzzled his neck. “I am so happy you are feeling better,” she whispered.

He was beginning to become more aroused by the feel of her warm, soft body against his and eased up on his embrace, hoping she would let go before his cock grew to full size and she felt it pressing into her. At the same time, holding her felt so good he didn’t want to let her go. He remembered Jeannette’s words of warning, but right now - with her in his arms - they held very little influence.

Finally, Genvieve eased her tight grip on his neck and pulled back so that her arms hung loosely over his shoulders, but kept her body close enough to his that they were only an inch or two apart. She looked up at him, her blue eyes sparkling and her perfect lips moist and oh-so-kissable. Oh, shit.

Before he even realized it was happening, he was kissing her. Their lips met and she immediately parted hers, pressing the tip of her tongue to his lips. She pulled herself tight to him as their tongues met and the kiss deepened, tongues swirling together. He caressed her back, from her shoulders down to the small of her back, then after a brief pause, lower. She responded by kissing him harder, pushing her tongue deeper into his mouth. He ran his hands over the curves of her ass, squeezing gently. Was she wearing anything under her dress? It sure didn’t feel like it! He heard her moan softly into his mouth and took that as a sign of encouragement, squeezing a little harder. He could feel her large breasts pressed against his chest and the heat from her center on his now very obvious hardon. She had to be feeling it as she ground herself against him and from the way she was acting, he wondered if she was indeed as innocent as he’d first perceived her to be.

After several minutes, they finally eased up and pulled their lips apart, but continued to hold one another close. Genvieve looked up at him, her eyes so wild that he could feel her excitement. She leaned back in and kissed him softly, allowing her lips to linger on his before pulling away.

“You do not know how I have longed to do that!” she whispered breathlessly, smiling up at him.

He returned her smile. “That was very nice, Genvieve,” he said softly. She cocked her head to one side, giving him a concerned look.

“You do not seem so happy,” she said, almost as if asking a question.

“No, no,” he replied, shaking his head, “I like this - and you - very much.” Her smile returned. “But I promised your sister . . .” She laughed.

“She told you not to do this?”

He nodded, a little confused by her light-hearted response. “Yes, she did.”

Genvieve kissed him again briefly. “She thinks I am still a little girl,” she said, grinning seductively. “Tell me, Jean . . .do I look like a little girl?” She stepped back and spun around, her dress floating up to reveal her smooth legs as high as her knees. He swallowed hard and shook his head.

“You look like a very beautiful young woman,” he said, his eyes moving up and down her firm young body before settling on hers. “How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Her gaze dropped almost unconsciously to the obvious bulge in his pants before returning to meet his. She came back to him and resumed her previous pose, her arms around his neck and her body pressed to his. “I will be nineteen in two months,” she said softly before kissing him again, once again probing at his lips with her tongue until he allowed her in. Nineteen. Plenty old enough.

They made out for a long time standing there, their hands roaming freely. He hadn’t ventured inside her dress yet, but he was certain now she wore nothing under it. That meant one thing - she wasn’t going to stop at kissing. He broke off the kiss and brought his hand to her soft cheek, stroking it gently and pushing her long hair from her face.

“Genvieve, I . . .” he began, but she stopped him with a quick kiss.

“Does your ankle feel well enough for a little walk?” she asked, resting her cheek against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat pounding almost as fast as her own.

“I think so, but I don’t know if it’s wise for me to leave the barn,” he said, stroking her silky hair. “What if a patrol stops us?”

She pulled back, shaking her head. “We can go for a walk in the woods,” she said. “They will not be there.” He shot her a dubious look. “I go there often,” she continued, “and I have never seen soldiers.” She chewed on her lower lip and played with the buttons of his shirt. “There is a place I go - a special place - that I would like to show you. It isn’t far and we can stay hidden in the forest to get there.” She turned her pretty face up to his and he felt himself giving in even faster than he thought he would. Deep down what he wanted was to carry her back to his bed and have his way with her, but something told him his first impressions were right and that she wasn’t all that experienced. Kissing was one thing, but what else had she done? Besides, how could any man not give in to her every request?

He sighed and leaned down to kiss her. “All right,” he told her, “But I need my gun, just in case.” He left her standing there and went over to where he’d left his belt and pistol. As he strapped it on (taking the opportunity to reposition his throbbing cock so he would be able to walk easier), he looked over at her still standing in the doorway. The bright sunlight behind her left her figure almost in silhouette, with the light showing the shape of her sexy body through the flimsy fabric and creating an almost halo effect around her head. A sexy body he was certain he was going to have the opportunity to explore intimately.

He went back over to where she stood and she reached out for his hand. Taking her hand, they walked cautiously out of the barn, then around the side and into the woods. Once in the cover of the trees, she pulled him to her and kissed him again. “I am so happy, Jean.” He didn’t know what to say so he just smiled and squeezed her hand. She smiled back and leaned against him, the warmth of her body penetrating through the wool pants he wore.

They began to walk slowly toward the stream, talking quietly about little things couples talk about when they’re first getting to know one another. At a lull in the conversation, Genvieve looked up at him. “Do you have a girl back in America?” she asked suddenly.

He stopped and looked over at her. “No, of course not,” he replied with a smile.

She seemed relieved and leaned against him, putting her arm around his waist. “That is good. I do not like to share.”

Share? Was she thinking this was going somewhere? Suddenly he was conflicted. He truly did like her - no girl had ever made him feel the way she did. Her beauty was obvious and she had a wonderful personality. But, she was a French citizen in occupied France. There seemed to be no way to continue any relationship they might form until the war ended. And that could be many years down the road.

“Genvieve,” he began, but she broke away from him and ran a few yards ahead, stopping at what appeared to be a thick bramble of trees and bushes.

“We are here!” she exclaimed and stood waiting as he limped over. She reached into the bushes and parted them. “Come!” she said, looking back over her shoulder as she pushed through them. He lost her for a brief moment as the branches and brush fell back into place behind her, but he pushed through and emerged into a small clearing on the bank of the stream with a soft grassy floor and equally thick brush on all sides. She stood in the middle, watching his reaction. “So . . .it is nice, n’est pas?”

He took it all in and smiled at her. “It’s beautiful,” he said, hobbling over to her. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him again, her passion even stronger than before.

When she finally released his lips, leaving them both breathless, she looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “I come here often. It is so peaceful and quiet.” She grinned. “But I have one rule here.” He gave her a little smile and a questioning look. She laughed and wagged her finger at him teasingly. “No clothes allowed!”

He chuckled, believing she was teasing him. Then she took a step back and her expression changed from playfully teasing to seriously seductive, mixed with a hint of innocence and fear. Her hands went to the buttons of her dress and she began to slowly undo them. He swallowed hard, unable to pull his eyes from her as more and more of her milky breasts were exposed to him. When all the buttons were undone, she reached behind her back and untied her belt, then crossed her arms over her breast to keep it from falling to her feet. Her eyes met his and he could see the trepidation and nervousness in them. It was now obvious to him this was all new territory for her and he felt a pang of guilt.

They stood like that for a long moment until she said in a low voice, “You too, mon amore.”

He simply stared at her, amazed at how quickly she had transformed from a sexy seductress back into to a scared little girl. “Genvieve, are you sure you want to do this?”

Her face dropped and he could see her lip trembling. “You . . .you do not like me?”

He went over to her, shaking his head. “No, no . . .I like you very much, but are you ready for this?”

The fear drained from her face and she smiled. “Oui, Jean. I am ready. I knew from the first time I saw you.” She took one hand from her dress and placed it on his cheek, causing the pale yellow cloth to sag a little and expose the nipple of one breast. “I knew the first time I saw you that I . . .I loved you.”

The last words were barely a whisper, but she could have knocked him over with a soft breath. He had unmistakably strong feelings for her, like no other woman before. But was it love? Maybe. He’d never been in love before so he couldn’t be sure. And he’d witnessed plenty of quick love affairs and marriages back in England before soldiers shipped out. One thing he was sure of was that leaving her here to return to England would be absolutely heart-wrenching.

She took a step back, slowly lowering her hand from his cheek, and stood watching him for a moment. Then she smiled nervously and released her dress, letting it fall to the grass at her feet and leaving her completely naked. She looked up at him and whispered, “Make love to me, Jean. Teach me, my love.”

For a moment, he could only stare. Her body was amazing; absolutely perfect. He let his eyes slowly drink her in, from the smooth curves of her firm breasts down over her flat stomach to the sparse blonde hairs on her swollen pussy, then down those long, slender legs and back up again. He met her eyes and let out a low whistle. “Wow,” he breathed. She smiled at him, her hands moving uncertainly from her hips to her breasts, then dropping to her sides.

“So, I please you?” she asked, looking down at her nude form before turning her gaze back to him.

He was almost speechless and only managed a quiet, “Yeah” accompanied by an approving nod.

Her smile grew, then her expression became more serious. “Now you,” she said, gesturing toward him.

He smiled and nodded, then kicked off his boots and began to fumble with the buttons of his shirt. His hands were shaking so badly it took him longer than usual but once undone, he quickly stripped it off. Genvieve stared at his bare chest as he worked on his pants, then her eyes dropped to his groin when he tugged his pants down. She was a little disappointed to see that he wasn’t naked under his pants but was wearing a pair of khaki boxers. Her eyes locked on the now even more prominent bulge going down his left leg. She swallowed hard. She knew it would be bigger than that of the ten year old she had dared to show her his all those years ago, but this was way more than she had expected.

She watched as he removed the pants and tossed them aside, then reached for the waistband of the boxers. She licked her lips as he began to lower them, her eyes growing wide as his thick, hard cock came into view, standing straight out once he had them completely off. He stood before her, as naked as she, and allowed her to study him. His cock was harder than he could ever remember it being before and he wondered it the size would frighten her. After all, she had never seen one before, at least to his knowledge.

Finally she looked up to meet his eyes and he smiled at her, then reached out a hand. Until now, he had allowed her to take control, but he knew he would have to take the initiative to get the ball rolling. She hesitated, then took a step toward him, reaching out for his hand. Her eyes alternated between his face and his hard cock and as she came closer, she became aware of a musky scent that seemed to excite her even more. He took her hand in his and pulled her close until his cock was touching her thigh. She could feel the soft tip smearing a sticky wetness on her skin as it slid up her leg to her stomach and she supposed that men became wet when aroused like women did. She was surprised at how soft it felt, almost like velvet. He took her chin in his free hand and tilted her face up to his.

“Would you like to touch it?” he asked softly, his eyes searching hers. She realized that she did want to touch it and nodded. He moved the hand he was holding down between them and released it next to his throbbing meat. “Touch me, darling. Please.”

She looked down and saw her hand only inches from his shaft. Cautiously, she extended a finger and touched it. He smiled. “Don’t be afraid.” He placed his hand on hers and guided it to the hard shaft. She allowed her fingers to curl naturally around it, amazed at its hardness. He lifted her face back up to his. “Stroke it.” She looked puzzled for a second, then he began to move back and forth until she caught on to what he wanted. She began to move her hand back and forth on it and he smiled at her. “That’s it, just like that.” He closed his eyes as she began to get the hang of it. “Mmmm . . .that feels good, Genvieve.”

She kept pumping him, watching his facial expression. It was turning her on knowing she was giving him pleasure by this simple act. When he pulled her to him and kissed her, the feeling was almost electric. She had never imagined it would feel like this and she began to relax a little as she became more acquainted with his body. As the kiss continued, he rested a hand on her waist, then slowly moved it up until he was able to cup her breast. She moaned softly at his touch, then gasped into his mouth as his fingers found her hard and sensitive nipple and began to tease it. She felt a damp warmth between her legs and imagined what it would feel like to have him touch her there. She was sure she would explode almost immediately if he did!

John was thoroughly enjoying Genvieve’s first ever hand job and wondered if he should let her pump him until he came so she would be able to see what it was like. She had him so turned on he was positive he would soon be hard again, if he even went soft at all. Yes, that might be a good idea, but they needed to change positions so she would be able to see clearly.

He broke off the kiss and smiled at her. “Let’s lie down,” he suggested. She nodded and stood aside while he sat down on the soft grass, then lay back, motioning for her to sit as well. “Come,” he said and she laid down next to him. They kissed briefly, then he indicated for her to continue her hand job. She immediately gripped his cock and resumed pumping it.

“This is easier,” she told him, meaning the better position.

He nodded, stroking her hair. “It feels so good. I want you to make me cum, Genvieve. So you can see what it’s like.”

Her eyebrows knitted, then she nodded. “It will feel good for you to . . .cum?” she asked. Her innocence in these matters was even more of a turn-on for him.

“Oh, yes. Very good,” he replied. “It will be a little messy, but I want you to see.”

“Messy?” She gave him a puzzled look.

He chuckled. “You’ll see!”

She continued to stroke him while he gave her instructions on different techniques, explaining to her that his balls were also very sensitive and that she could squeeze them, but not too hard. She was really getting into it and it felt great, but after about ten minutes it was clear that she was becoming impatient.

“Will it happen soon?” she asked.

“Sometimes it takes a while doing it this way,” he explained.

“This way? You mean there is another way?” She stared at him, her hand never stopping its pumping motion.

“Well, yes,” he said, wondering if the time was right to tell her about oral sex. “But I don’t know if you’ll want to do it.”

She pouted. “Will it make you feel good? Make you . . .how do you say . . .cum?”

He nodded. “Oh, yes. It will make me cum and it will feel wonderful!”

She shot him a determined look. “Well then, tell me so I can do it!”

“You may not like it,” he warned, watching her closely.

“Pffft, I do not care! If it gives you pleasure, I will like it!” she exclaimed matter-of-factly.

He pulled her mouth to his and kissed her. “Ok, I’ll tell you.” She waited expectantly for him to continue. “It’s called a blow-job. Oral sex.” Her expression told him she had no idea what he was talking about, probably in no small part due to the language barrier. He decided he would have to tell her plainly. “It means that you . . .put it in your mouth and suck on it.”

Her hand stopped moving and she stared at him, her mouth open. “Wh . . .what?”

He shrugged. “You put it in your mouth and suck on it,” he repeated.

She looked down at his cock in her hand, then back up to him, her look not one of disgust, but disbelief mixed with curiosity. “You are joking, non? Teasing me because I do not know of these things?”

He chuckled and shook his head. “No, Genvieve, I’m serious. And I’ll do it to you, too, if you’ll let me.”

She continued to look at him as if making sure he was telling the truth. “You are serious? You want me to put it into my mouth and suck?” He nodded. “And you put your mouth on my . . .” She gestured to her pussy.

Again, he nodded. “Yes, absolutely.”

She seemed to consider this and her hand began its slow stroke once again. After a moment she nodded. “Ok, I will do it.”

She slid down until her head was by his groin and looked back up at him. He nodded and she looked over at his hard cock in her small hand. She could do this. She moved closer, the engorged purple head glistening with his musky secretions. She brought her mouth to the tip and slowly placed her lips on it, then pulled them off, licking the precum from them. She tasted it, then looked up at him and gave a smile. “It is not so bad.”

She turned her attention back to the throbbing purple head, her hand still holding the shaft. Taking a deep breath, she placed her lips on it again, then parted them and pushed the tip into her mouth. John moaned and that encouraged her to take more if it in. He groaned louder and she felt his hand on the back of her head, gently urging her down further. She took in as much as she could, until it reached the back of her tongue and she began to gag. He let up on her head and she pulled it from her mouth, coughing softly.

“Don’t try to take too much at first,” he explained. “Just take what you’re comfortable with and move up and own.”

She nodded and leaned over to take him in again, this time not going as deep. She began to bob her head up and down, feeling his hard shaft slipping between her lips - in and out. He began to moan almost non-stop and that made her want to do it even better. She increased her speed and began to move her tongue over him as she sucked hard. The taste of his pre-cum was becoming stronger, filling her mouth and making her even hornier. He began to gasp, his hips jerking upward.

“Genvieve!” he gasped, “I’m going to . . .cum!”

Thinking he meant for her to increase her tempo, she began to move even faster, sucking hard on him. His moans and bodily twitches were making her so hot she felt like she might cum too.

“Oh, god!” he moaned, “Genvieve . . .if you don’t . . .ahhhhhhhhHHH!”

Suddenly his body tensed and her mouth was filled with a thick, warm, salty substance. She pulled free, coughing as it ran over her lips and dripped to his stomach. She jerked her head back and watched as more of the milky white substance shot out of the small hole in the tip of John’s cock for several seconds until his body relaxed and he settled back to the grass, his chest heaving.

Some of his ejaculate had gone down her throat but she spat out the remainder of the semi-liquid excretion, still unsure of what just happened, and wiped it from her lips and chin. “What was that?” she asked, a shocked expression on her face.

He looked up at her. “Genvieve, I’m so sorry! I tried to warn you, but it was too late.”

She looked down at the stuff pooling around the base of his cock. “What is this . . .stuff?”

He smiled and sat up. “Remember I said it would be messy?” She nodded, then gave him a curious look.

“You mean, every time you have orgasm, this happens?”

He nodded, grinning as he reached out to wipe a gob she missed from her cheek. “Yes, that’s sperm, or cum.”

She looked down at it again, then shrugged. “Ok, I understand now.”

Now it was his turn to be shocked. “You mean you aren’t upset?”

“Upset? Why?”

“Because I came in your mouth!”

She shrugged. “It was not so bad. And it felt good for you, yes?”

He stared at her in shocked amazement for a few seconds, then laughed. “Hell, yes! It felt great!”

She smiled. “Then I am not upset. I am happy!”

He pulled her to him, kissing her deeply, her lips and tongue still coated with his cum. He didn’t care; she was happy to give him an amazing blow-job and didn’t complain when he came in her mouth, so he wasn’t going to be squeamish about kissing her afterward. She melted against him, her breasts pressing against his chest and her hot pussy clamping against his bare thigh. His hands moved along her back as they kissed hungrily, softly caressing her delicate skin with his fingers and feeling her shiver under his tender touch. After a long satisfying kiss, he smiled at her and brushed a long strand of blonde hair from her face.

“Now, my darling, it’s your turn,” he said in a soft whisper.

She returned his smile a little apprehensively, then kissed him again. “Please be gentle,” she said.

He rolled her over onto her back and smiled down into her beautiful face, her long hair fanning out on the grass around her head. He brought a hand to her cheek, then let it slide lower to her upper chest, all the while keeping his eyes locked on hers. When he moved down and ran his fingers over the silky smooth skin of her breast, her breathing became short. When he brushed her hard nipple, she let out a low moan and closed her eyes. He began to move his fingers in a circle around her engorged nipple, then pinched it gently. She cried out softly and bit her lower lip. When she opened her eyes again, they were alive with passion. He cupped her breast, squeezing the pliable flesh, then leaned in and kissed her lips before moving along her jaw line to her neck. She sighed and tilted her head back, obviously enjoying his erotic foreplay. He kissed along her collar bone, then lower, moving from one heaving breast to the other as his mouth crept closer to her sensitive little nubs.

When he reached one of them, he looked up at her and flicked out his tongue, flicking it lightly over the hard knotted nub of pink flesh. She cried out and pushed upward as if to force her breast into his mouth. Feeling playful, he backed away, then moved over to the other breast, repeating his actions. This time her cry was louder, more urgent, and he felt her hand on the back of his head, urging him to suckle her engorged pink nipple.

John needed no encouragement. He was enjoying teasing her, reveling in her discovery of the carnal delights he was inflicting on her young body. But the time had come to let her have a taste of the pleasures he knew she needed, and that he longed to give her.

His lips closed around the stiff knot and he lightly nibbled on it while sucking hard. She gasped and cried out, her back arching upward. He continued to squeeze her other ripe, full breast while he devoured the other, then switched after several moments of delicious ecstasy. She writhed under him, whispering his name in gasping breaths between muttered words of delight. If her breasts were this sensitive, he couldn’t imagine her reaction when he moved his oral attentions lower.

Hardly able to contain himself any longer, he released her tender nipples and kissed her breasts, then down across her stomach. She ceased her squirming but continued to sigh and caress his hair as he moved lower and lower. Just as he reached her mound with its curly blonde hairs, he skipped over her warm pussy and moved to the pale white skin of her inner thighs, kissing each one alternately while moving back toward the sweet moistness of her swollen labia. She moaned and rocked her hips, impatiently trying to get him to give her the touch she needed so badly.

Finally, he was poised over her quivering pussy, breathing in the sweet scent of her virginal juices. Her hand was pushing on his head. “Please, Jean, do not tease me further,” she whispered huskily. He blew a soft breath over her slick lips and she gasped, jerking her hips. He smiled, then stuck out his tongue and very lightly ran the very tip of it along her slit, not quite parting her lips. She moaned louder and pressed down more firmly on his head, but he resisted. “Jean!” she gasped. “Oooo . . .c’est bon, c’est tres bon!” He grinned and did it again, this time applying just enough pressure to part her lips open slightly. She groaned and writhed under him even more.

Again and again, he did this, each time going a little deeper. It was difficult not to plunge his tongue all the way in and suck her sweet nectar, but building up her anticipation was almost as delicious as he knew she would taste. When she was practically begging him not to stop, he reached up and tugged back the little hood over her clit. He could see the little red organ standing straight up, almost like a miniature cock. Looking up to her face, he pressed his tongue to the sensitive little sex organ and moved it slowly in a circle.

Genvieve’s reaction surprised him. She literally squealed and thrust her hips upward, momentarily causing him to lose his grip on her mons and letting the hood slip back into place.

“Oh, Jean, q’est que tu fait a mois? What are you doing to me?” She spread her legs even wider and pushed his face back between them. “Please, do it again!”

He was way ahead of her and before the words had left her mouth, he had her clit exposed again and was going back in for another taste, this time more prepared for her reaction. When he touched her clit again, she reacted with another powerful thrust and groan, but he held on, moving his tongue in circles over her highly stimulated organ. She began to moan steadily, her body twisting and jerking under him. He knew it wouldn’t be long before she came, and it was going to be a good one.

Genvieve couldn’t believe the incredible sensations he was creating in her. When he sucked on her nipples, she was amazed at how good it had felt. Then his tongue teasing her virgin slit had surpassed that. But when he touched his tongue . . .there, on that spot she knew well from her masturbation session, it was like her best orgasm tenfold. Her whole body tingled and she couldn’t have imagined anything ever feeling so good. He began to rub his finger along her well lubricated lips while his tongue continued its assault on her clit. She could feel her orgasm building and knew it would only be a matter of seconds before she climaxed.

“Jean, I . . .ohhhhh . . .I think . . .ahhhhh . . .Oooooooooh . . .”

Suddenly, her body went stiff and her back arched off the grass so only her shoulders and feet were still on the ground. His hands went under her firm buttocks and he buried his face in her hot wetness. A low groan came from somewhere deep in her throat and he could feel her pussy spasming and clamping down as her orgasm peaked and exploded. She let out a long wail, her body twitching uncontrollably as he fought to maintain his tongue in place on her clit. She was bucking madly, her hands suddenly pushing him away instead of holding him close. He didn’t want to stop; her juices were flowing and he was lapping up her sweet honey as if he were a starving man given the sweetest treat.

“Jean, please . . .it is too much!” she gasped. Realizing that she was experiencing a pleasure overload, he reluctantly lifted his head from her spasming cunt and watched as she shook and quivered in the aftershocks of a very intense orgasm. Her face and chest were flushed a deep crimson red and her chest rose and fell as if she had just performed some act of extreme physical activity.

He crawled up and took her in his arms, pulling her warm body to his. She wrapped her arms around him tightly and entwined her legs in his, burying her head in his shoulder. They lay like that for several minutes until her heart rate eased and she loosened her grip enough to look up and kiss him softly.

“Oh, Jean! That was . . .encroyable! Amazing!”

He hugged her tight and returned her kiss lovingly. “I’m happy you enjoyed it, my dear. I have many other delights to show you, if you will allow it.”

She looked up at him, her blue eyes as round as saucers. “More?! Oh, my love, I do not think I could stand any more!”

He chuckled softly and kissed her forehead. “We shall see, my darling, we shall see.”

They lay there in the warm sunshine, talking and caressing one another. When John began to touch her breasts again, his fingers lightly twisting her hard nipples, Genvieve moaned and lay back, leaving him free reign over her over-stimulated young body. His fingers felt like feathers on her sensitive skin, causing shivers of delight to course through her. She had never imagined a man’s touch would have this effect on her and she loved it! He began to squeeze her full tits, only increasing her pleasure.

Very slowly, one hand slid down over her firm stomach to the sparse hair covering her mons. She moaned again and opened her legs, encouraging him to touch her most private area. Her lips parted in a low gasp as his fingers slid along her wet slit, then inside her swollen lips. He began to stroke her pussy slowly, bringing his finger up to her clit and circling it. She gasped and involuntarily lifted her hips, trying to force him in deeper. Not wanting to pop her cherry this way, John eased up, aware that any sudden movement on her part might result in ripping her hymen, something he didn’t want to do with his finger. She began rotating her hips, trying to work his fingers deeper into her needy pussy, but he pulled his hand away.

He leaned over her and she opened her eyes, a look of confusion on her lovely flushed face. “Why did you stop, mon cherie? It feels so good!”

He smiled and brought his finger to her lips, rubbing her wetness across them. Genvieve appeared confused at first, then slowly opened her mouth and took his finger in, tasting herself. John’s face broke out into a wide grin as she sucked harder on his finger, cleaning all of her sweet juices from it.

“That is so sexy!” he breathed as he pulled it from her rosy lips. She smiled up at him and her tongue licked across her lips, picking up all of her cum he had deposited there. He grinned again. “You like that, huh?”

She giggled and nodded, reaching up to pull his face to hers. They kissed hard and deep, their tongues exploring. By this time, John had fully recovered and his hard cock was pressing against her thigh. Continuing the passionate kiss, he rolled over on top of her and poised there with the tip of his cock at the entrance to her virgin hole.

They broke off the kiss and stared into one another’s eyes for a long moment, then she smiled nervously and nodded slightly. John leaned down and kissed her again as he slid the soft tip of his hard cock along her wet slit. She broke off the kiss and pulled his head down, burying her face in his shoulder. He pushed a little harder and for a moment nothing happened. Then she felt herself stretching, opening wider and the tip of his member began to enter her. Before he had gone very far, she felt a sharp pain as he reached her barrier, then pushed through. She cried out, her arms around his neck holding him tight. He paused, waiting for her grip to loosen. When it finally did, he lifted his head up and looked down into her eyes. They were wet and he felt an instant of regret for hurting her. Then she forced a smile.

“It is ok, I am fine,” she whispered. “Do not stop. Please.”

He gave her an ‘are you sure?’ look and she nodded. He could feel her moving under him as if trying to get him moving and pushed in a little further. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, but made no sound. A little deeper and she made a small mewling noise, but when he paused again she immediately pushed upward. He continued his conquest, pushing in slowly until he had about five inches in her and he felt her tense up. Not wanting to hurt her any more than necessary, he withdrew, then pushed back in to the same depth. She grunted and opened her eyes as he did it again and again, each time feeling her relax and accept him more easily. Their eyes locked and he could read her passion in her beautiful blue eyes, her hair glowing in the midday sun on the grass.

He began to go a little deeper, doing several strokes, then deeper again, a little at a time until his entire length was inside her tight, wet pussy. He could feel her vaginal muscles clenching his cock as if trying to milk the cum from his balls. If he hadn’t gotten off from her blowjob earlier, he knew he wouldn’t have lasted this long. As he stared into her pretty face, watching the anguish and pain change to pleasure and lust, he wondered if there was any way she could return to England with him, then back to Canada after the war. Jeannette as well. Whatever happened, he knew he was falling hard for this passionate French girl, and he didn’t want to lose her.

As their lovemaking became more animated, Genvieve began to respond with more passion. She thrust upward hard against his downward thrusts, their bodies slapping together. She held tight to him, her fingers clawing at his back as his hard shaft plunged again and again into her velvet sheath. She began to grunt and make little noises, once again pulling him close. He felt her hot breath in his ear.

“Oui, oui, Jean . . .mon dieu! Do not stop!” she gasped.

Eager to please her, he continued to pound at her nubile young body until he felt himself nearing the point of no return, then eased off, allowing him to regain control and for both of them to catch their breath. This was so good he wanted to make it last as long as possible. Genvieve smiled up at him, grimacing as he slowly pushed all the way into her. But this time it was a grimace of pure pleasure; no pain was evident in her sexy blue eyes.

“Are you all right?” he asked, brushing the hair from her flushed face, damp with perspiration.

She nodded. “Oh, yes, my love. I am very all right!” As if to emphasize her point, she wrapped her legs around him and held him in place. He could feel her strong vaginal muscles contracting on his cock and he smiled at her.

“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” he asked with a grin.

She giggled and nodded, then released her legs and rolled over so that she sat astride of him, his cock still buried to the hilt in her tight cunt. “I am enjoying you very much,” she replied with a mischievous grin, then leaned down so that her large breasts swung over his face.

He leaned up and took one of her engorged nipples between his lips and began to suck and nibble on it as she started to move, rocking back and forth on his stiff prick. She moaned and ground her pussy down harder, rubbing her hard clit against the base of his shaft. She sat up and leaned back, bracing her arms on his legs, her large breasts pointing upward as she began to move up and down. He matched her movements, unable to take his eyes from this unbelievably sexy and beautiful girl who was riding him for all she was worth. He drove hard into her and she bounced up and down with equal force, her tits bouncing and quivering. He watched her face, the unmistakable glow of sexual ecstasy etched in her features.

After a few moments she began to move with more urgency and her breathing became ragged. She leaned forward, placing a hand on either side of his head and humping him faster than ever. Her jaw was set and her eyes had a look of wild sexual desire like he had never seen before. She moved up and down, then rocked back and forth; changing up her movements to get the most pleasure. Whatever she did was fine with him - it all felt incredible. He knew that she was nearing an orgasm and that it was going to be a powerful one. He was close himself and hoped he could withstand her sensual movements long enough to cum with her. As had happened with Jeannette, somewhere in the back of his mind he once again considered the consequences of depositing his hot load deep in her tight, wet pussy, but there was no way he was stopping now.

Genvieve was in a state of sexual bliss. Once past the initial pain of his entry and the taking of her virginity, her pleasure began to grow exponentially. The feel of his hard cock deep inside her womb was like nothing she had ever imagined and she didn’t want the feeling to end. When she rolled on top and began to take control, her pleasure multiplied again. The combination of his cock touching on some wonderful spot inside her, then rubbing her clit against it, was almost too much pleasure to bear. She felt the orgasm building higher and higher and knew it was going to be like no other she had ever given herself.

She began to sense her climax approaching and drove down harder, pumping his cock for all it was worth. She grit her teeth together and heard a low moan start to develop into a louder cry and felt her muscles tense. She realized the cry was coming from her own lips just as she peaked and a rush of wonderful sensations filled her body, causing her vision to blur and her body to tense. Time seemed to slow as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed through her. She was aware she was still screaming out, but could do nothing to stop herself. It was as if something had taken over her body and was filling her with the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced. She cried out again and again, jerking spastically on him for what seemed a long time before she began to calm and her shudders became less frequent as her orgasm finally began to ease.

John could only watch in rapt amazement as this beautiful girl fucked him nearly senseless. He could feel his balls constrict just as she began to wail, low at first, then as her body stiffened and she threw her head back, he felt himself losing it and his cum exploded, filling her spasming pussy with hot cum as she began to scream out louder, her body tensing and jerking on top of him. He held himself deep inside her as load after load of thick semen was pumped in her tight hole. He seemed to go on forever, his body electrified with one of the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced. When he finally finished and began to come down from the sexual buzz, he felt a warm wetness on his pelvis and knew it couldn’t be all his.

When she finally opened her eyes, her chest and face were again flushed a crimson red and her chest heaved as she fought to regain her breath. For a long moment neither spoke as they lay together panting in the afterglow of their simultaneous orgasms. Eventually John reached up and lay a gentle hand on her flushed cheek. She opened her eyes and looked down at him, a dreamy smile on her full lips.

“Hey,” he said softly, returning her smile.

She closed her eyes again and inhaled deeply, then looked down at him and grinned. She leaned down and planted a lingering kiss on his lips. “Oh, Jean,” she whispered, her face almost touching his. “I . . .I cannot find the words . . .” She adjusted her body and his softening member slipped from her dripping pussy, releasing a gush of their combined cum. She frowned. “Oh, no!” She looked down at him, a disappointed look on her face. “You fell out!”

He chuckled and pulled her to him, embracing her in a warm kiss. When the kiss ended, she slid off and lay with one leg over his, her full breasts against his torso and her hand tracing through his scant chest hair. They lay like that in silence - a comfortable silence, each still basking in the hazy afterglow of the amazing sex. Finally Genvieve spoke.

“Is it always like that?” she asked, wondering why no one told her that it was like this. Of course, she had a feeling that sex would feel good, but this good?

John chuckled again, hugging her tighter. “I don’t think so, honey. At least not that I’ve experienced.”

Genvieve was silent for a moment before speaking. “So, I am not . . .your first?”

John felt her backing him into a corner and he paused before responding. “I won’t lie to you, Genvieve. No, you’re not. There was this girl before I shipped out . . .”

She cut him off before he could finish. “I do not want to know about her,” she said, not in anger, but as a statement of fact. She hugged him closer. “You are mine now . . .and I am yours. That is all that matters.”

John was silent. Of course he wanted to stay with her, but was that even possible? His long silence caused Genvieve to raise her head and look at him, a trace of fear in her eyes.

“Jean?” He looked up into her beautiful features, framed by her golden blonde hair in the sunshine that filtered through the leaves. “Do you not want me anymore?” He could see her lower lip start to tremble and quickly took her hand and kissed it.

“Of course I still want you, darling! More than ever!” She seemed to brighten a bit but she could sense a ‘but’ coming. He continued. “It’s the war . . .I just don’t see how we can be together. I’m needed in England. I can’t stay here with you.” He didn’t want to mention his thoughts about finding a way to get them out of the country with her because it seemed to be too much of a long shot. Hell, even his chances of escaping alone were very low. “Besides, if you and Jeannette were caught hiding a Canadian soldier . . .” He left the thought unfinished, there was no need to explain the consequences to her.

She lay back on the grass, her hands slowly tracing her bare breasts. John laced his fingers behind his head and lay there thinking. If Jeannette’s contact in the village was successful, they would probably arrange for him to be picked up by a Lysander, a lightweight aircraft that proved invaluable for sneaking behind enemy lines and picking up or dropping off personnel and supplies. They needed very little room to take off and land and an experienced pilot could put one down in almost any field. There was very little room in the small plane, but if they carried no baggage, they could all squeeze in. It would be a risky operation, but the RAF needed every pilot they could get and one with his combat experience would be worth the risk. He decided it would be best to wait until Jeannette returned to bring it up.

After a few minutes, Genvieve sat up and looked around. “Did you hear something?”

John sat up, his ears straining to hear over the brook a few yards away. At first he heard nothing, then his ears picked up on a low rumble. It took a moment for the sound to register, but when it did, he sat bolt upright and began reaching for his clothes.

“That’s some kind of motorized vehicle,” he said. In occupied France, fuel was strictly rationed and very few people had driving privileges - such as doctors or the puppet French gendarmes. And of course, the Germans. They both began to dress quickly as the sound became louder and he could make out at least two different engine sounds. Definitely on the road to the farm, and he couldn’t think of any reason for a doctor to be making a house call. This was bad - very bad. Genvieve knew this and to her credit she remained reasonably calm, slipping her dress back on and waiting quietly for him to finish sressing. When he went to her and took her hand, he could see the fear in her eyes. He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and they set off toward the farm.

John followed Genvieve through the woods, each trying to make as little noise as possible as they approached the edge of the trees near overlooking the yard between the barn and the house. As he parted the bushes slightly, his heart nearly stopped when he saw two German Kubelwagen vehicles parked in the yard. Two German soldiers stood by one, smoking and talking while they lazily scanned the surrounding buildings and trees, their rifles leaning against the front bumper.

A quiet gasp from Genvieve told him without looking at her that she had also surveyed the scene. He turned to her and they knelt behind the bushes.

“I do not see Jeannette,” she whispered. “Perhaps she is still in the village!”

John nodded, but didn’t believe that was the case. For one thing, there were two of the German equivalent to the Allie’s Jeep in the yard and only two soldiers visible. Someone was in the house or barn. And unless Jeannette had been caught trying to contact the underground, why would they come out here? He moved closer to Genvieve.

“Stay here and stay quiet,” he whispered. “I’m going to see if I can see anyone else.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but he silenced her with a finger to her lips. She closed her mouth and looked at him, her look reminding him of a scared little girl. He took out his 45 and made sure there was a shell in the chamber, then handed it to her. “Do you know how to use one of these?” She shook her head and shied away from it. He took her hand and pressed into hers, then pointed to the safety. “All you have to do is push this . . .” He slid it to the fire position. “. . .and pull the trigger. It has nine shots. Do you understand?” She looked at the gun blankly then back to him. “Genvieve, this is important. Do you understand?” She nodded. He slid the safety back on, then grasped her shoulders. “If they catch me, stay hidden. If they come for you, don’t hesitate to shoot. Ok?” She nodded, her face a mask of dread and fear.

He turned back to the bushes and looked out again, then froze. Another German, this one wearing the black uniform of the SS, was coming out of the farm house. Another German soldier came out with him, pushing a very bedraggled looking Jeannette in front of him. Her hair was a mess and it appeared her hands were tied behind her back. She stumbled across the dusty yard until the SS officer stopped by the well and turned to her. He began to speak to her in French, but Massey’s rudimentary training wasn’t good enough for him to understand. He did hear ‘Americaine’ and realized they must have found out he was here. He felt Genvieve move up next to him, also listening. After a moment, she turned to him, her face white.

“Th . . .they know you are here! There must be collaborators in the village Oh, mon dieu! Poor Jeannette! We must save her!”

He nodded, his attention on the scene before him. The SS officer was speaking to Jeannette, his voice becoming louder and angrier. She stood with her head high, shaking her head and replying in a low voice.

Suddenly, he slapped her hard across the face and she fell to her knees. He grabbed her by her blouse and pulled her back to her feet, tearing it open in the process, leaving her breasts fully exposed. This got the soldier’s full attention and they began to watch the interrogation with more interest.

As they watched the terrifying scene, Genvieve turned away and embraced him, her face buried in his chest, sobbing quietly. He held her close, wondering if there was any way to rescue Jeannette. But he already knew the answer.

He watched as the SS officer screamed at her. She said nothing, her head bowed. Finally, he grabbed her by the arm and shoved her into one of the vehicles. He barked orders to two of the soldiers, then climbed into the back of the vehicle with Jeannette while the third soldier got behind the wheel. They began a slow circle of the yard with Jeannette sitting sullenly in the back, her bound hands leaving her unable to cover herself. As they passed the area where John and Genvieve stood hidden, she slowly turned her head and seemed to look straight at him for a brief second, then she was gone.

He eased Genvieve back and when she looked up at him hopefully, he could only shake his head sadly. Tears streamed from her eyes and ran down her cheek and he wondered if she now hated him for bringing this trouble to them. But she embraced him again, her small body shaking from her sobs.

“Oh, Jean!” she cried, “What will we do now?”

He held her until her sobs subsided, keeping a keen eye on the soldiers that remained on guard in the yard. He knew they were simply there to keep a presence and that more Germans would be arriving soon to do a more thorough search. They would find his uniform and supplies and would scour the countryside until they found him. They had no choice.

“We go,” he said matter-of-factly. “We go to England. Immediately.”

He loosened his hold and she looked up at him, then nodded. “Yes,” was all she said. He took her hand and they began moving through the trees, heading north toward Calais, and freedom.

May, 1945

Captain John Massey rolled to a stop at the dusty four corners and looked up at the simple wooden signpost, then at his map. He spun the wheel to the left and the battered Jeep kicked up dust as he drove as fast as he dared down the narrow, twisting dirt road. He was apprehensive about coming back here, but he promised Genvieve he would check the farm.

After the D-Day invasion, France had been fairly quickly liberated, with Hitler’s forces bogged down on the second front in Russia. But his promotion had left him too busy to arrange leave until now, when it was only a matter of when, not if, the Third Reich would fall in ruins. Even now, the Allies were converging on Berlin and it seemed the end to the European war could come at any day.

The road twisted along the tree-lined road and as he rounded a final turn he braked hard, bringing the Jeep to a skidding stop. When the dust cleared, he was looking at what remained of the farm where he had spent many happy hours, along with some terrible ones. The barn was all but destroyed, with only parts of the stone walls left standing. The house fared better, but was still in rough shape. Unlike the first time he’d come upon it three years earlier, there were no animals in the yard and no signs of life in the house.

He slowly eased into the yard, circling the well and stopping by the house. He cut the engine and sat there unmoving, the memories of that last day as fresh as if it had been yesterday. Finally, he stepped down and looked around. The barn was a total wreck - it had taken the full brunt of an artillery shell. The field surrounding the farm was pockmarked with the tell-tale craters.

He turned to the house, which he had never been inside. Before he could take a step, the door creaked open slightly and he froze, his hand going to the gun on his hip. Then the door swung open a little further and a frail looking woman stepped out. He squinted at her.

“Jeannette?”

She looked up at him and he could see now that it was her, although she had a vicious scar across her left cheek and was much thinner than he remembered.

“John? Is it really you?” she asked, her voice a low rasp.

He nodded. “Yes, it’s me.”

She managed a smile. “Genvieve?”

He returned her smile as he walked closer. “She’s fine. She’s in England taking care of our daughter.”

Jeannette’s smile widened and he could see wetness in her dark eyes. “A daughter?”

“Yes, she’s two. Her name . . .” he paused, “. . .is Jeannette.” He fished into his shirt pocket and retrieved the well worn photo of the three of them taken during his last leave and handed it to her.

She brought a hand to her mouth and choked back a sob. “She made it,” she said, almost to herself. “And she got her Canadian soldier after all, and a beautiful little girl as well!”

He was standing before her now and took her in his arms. “She told me you were still alive, but. . .” He shook his head sullenly.

Jeannette pulled away, wiping her eyes. “They questioned me for days; beat me, but I said nothing. Finally, they just let me go.” He reached up and touched her scarred cheek. “Yes, they did that. But it is of no consequence. I am alive, and more importantly, so is Genvieve.” She shook her head, smiling. “And you have a daughter.”

“We were married as soon as we made it back to England,” he said. “Jeannette was born nine months later.”

She chuckled, then looked up at him, her face becoming softer, more serious. “There is someone you must meet,” she said solemnly. She turned to the house. “Jean, viens ici.” A moment later, a small face appeared in the doorway, peering out at them. “Viens tois.” She beckoned to the open door.

As John watched, a small boy of about two came hesitantly out. He looked at the dark haired little tyke, then to Jeannette, an astonished look on his face. She simply smiled and nodded.

“I would like you to meet Jean,” she said, her eyes never leaving his face. He could only stare in disbelief, his mind racing. “Our son.”

He looked back at her, his eyes starting to blur. “Our . . .son?” She nodded and smiled, her own tears spilling down her cheeks.

He knelt to one knee, smiling at the child who clung to his mother’s skirt, dark eyes staring at him. Jeannette said something to him in French and he looked up at her, then to John. “Il est ton pere, Jean,” she said softly, then looked at John and urged the tot toward him. “Your father, my son.”

Tentatively, the boy took a step toward him, then rushed into his open arms. John hugged him tightly, his tears flowing. This was certainly unexpected, and would take a little careful explaining to Genvieve, but he knew she would understand. For now, all that mattered was that they were together. An unusual family, but a family nonetheless.

He looked up to Jeannette, who was watching them with one hand covering her mouth, trying not to cry openly. “Pack your things. You’re both coming with me to England. Genvieve will be so happy to see you.” He looked again at the small boy in his arms and smiled. “Both of you.” He stood and, holding his son’s hand and Jeannette’s, they went into the ruined farmhouse together.

The end