The Yearly Camping Trip

CHAPTER ONE

"Look, here's a cute one," Julie said quietly, pointing to the young man that was walking down the road near her campsite.

"Oooh, yeah, he's with that group of college boys across from the bathrooms," replied her sister Stacy.

Their sister-in-law, Carol, watched the young man, but didn't comment. She was taken aback sometimes at how open her two sisters-in-law could be in ogling young men and teens. Carol liked the looks of the young man, too, but was reluctant to admit it out loud to her husband's sisters.

For sixteen years now, Carol and her husband and kids have taken annual camping trips with her husband's two sisters and their families. All three nuclear families had boys in the same age range, now eighteen to nineteen; as well as girls who were similar in age. The cousins all got along well, and it made camping easier for the moms now that they were old enough to wander around the state park on their own.

With their camps now set up on the first day, and hot dogs boiling in a pot over the Coleman stove on a picnic table, the three forty something wives and moms sat at the table sipping wine coolers and winding down, waiting for their husbands and kids to return from a game of Whiffleball at an open field.

It was a hot summer day, which was Carol’s preferred weather, but that meant her usual attire would be too hot for her body to handle. After some convincing, the two women convinced her to remove her clothes and expose her bikini. Violets were always her favorite color, and when she saw a set at the mall that was white and decorated with violets, she couldn’t help but snatch it up. It wasn’t quite as revealing, but it didn’t do a spectacular job at hiding the indentations of her nipples, or her mound beneath the bikini shorts. She was a little concerned that the teenage boys would watch her, or make a lewd comment, especially since she didn’t even consider shaving in that region before the trip, but she felt better seeing the other two women, who were wearing far more revealing outfits than her.

Stacy was sporting a white and black polka-dotted bikini, complete with frills along the sides and a bow in the front. She almost looked like a little present, waiting for someone to unwrap her to show off her full figure. Julie, on the other hand, went with a one piece suit, though it somehow exposed even more of her body then the other two. Two large openings exposed her midriff, which contained a small belly bump from motherhood, and two pairs of strings on her hips could easily be pulled, exposing her crotch in front of anyone who looked. The pushup component was her favorite, and made her large tits look even larger, like they might spill out at any moment.

If Carol were to be honest with herself, she would say she was jealous of the other two women, who seemed unconcerned with being too revealing, and loved to just show off their bodies, despite their age.

"Here come the boys," said Stacy. Carol turned to see the four boys sauntering down the road. She recognized her eighteen-year-old son Tom's slender figure; Stacy's eighteen-year-old son Jason, a head taller than Tom, and broader-shouldered; and Julie's sons Rick and Billy, nineteen and eighteen respectively, both significantly shorter than Tom, particularly the younger Billy.

They had just come back from the beach, and all were wearing tight speedos, with all three acting like they weren’t ashamed about exposing most of their bodies in front of their mothers. Carol couldn’t help but glance at their crotches, noticing that the bulge they sported seemed larger than she had ever seen before. Gods, what was she thinking?

It was almost unbelievable what she could see before her. Their speedos were barely covering anything, and seemed to pull her attention, forcing her to stare intently. Rick and Billy, the naughty twins, grinned at her as they noticed her attention. Their bulges seem to almost twitch as she continued to stare. She really mustn’t be thinking about them like this, not when they’re about the same age as her son.

Julie and Stacy on the other hand seemed to not be able to hide their staring. Julie practically licked her lips are she stared at Jason, especially where his crotch sported his large bulge. The outline was clearly visible, and she wondered how it would feel deep inside her.

Stacy, on the other hand, was staring at Tom, who she’d always been attracted to. She was jealous of Carol, who lived with him and had the ability to interact with him every day. She’d secretly spied on his body before, but every time she looked, he seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. This time, his dick was practically falling out of his swimming suit along with his balls.

"Tom's developed a nice build," commented Julie, who had realized they were all quiet for too long.

"Yes, he has," agreed Stacy. Carol was a little surprised that Julie and Stacy would be admiring their nephew so openly, after just lusting after another teen not much older. She felt herself getting a little flush at the thought of older women admiring her son. She felt a bit of pride as well, knowing that she was the one to raise him.

"Have both of your boys hit puberty yet, Julie?" Asked Stacy.

"Yeah, they have," replied Julie. "How about Tom, has he completed puberty?" Julie asked Carol, completed unabashed by her inquiry.

Carol was, once again, flustered by such a brazen question about her own son. "Uh, he shaves, and his voice has changed, if that's what you mean."

"And he's developed down below?" Was Julie's follow-up question.

"Uh, I don't know. I, uh, guess," stammered Carol. This was her first time even thinking about such an absurd thought.

"You haven't seen him naked lately?" Asked Stacy.

"No," answered Carol. She patted her cheeks. These questions were really making her face feel warm.

Carol presumed that Julie and Stacy, who had been drinking all afternoon, wouldn't be so crude if they were completely sober. It was quite an odd conversation. But, Carol thought to herself, she had secretly admired Stacy's son and Julie's two teen sons herself. It was strangely reassuring that other "normal" women her age would take note of such young men in their own family.

As the four boys entered their campsite, the three moms told them to come and eat. Stacy's son Jason, the tall muscular teen with short blonde hair, hurried to the table. Jason had been looking forward to camping all summer.

He had always enjoyed camping with his mom's family, but in recent years the extra-added attraction was spending time at the camp and beach with his two attractive aunts, Julie and Carol. What a pair of bookends! Julie had shoulder-length blonde hair, a pretty face, and big round tits. Carol had shoulder-length brown hair, equally as pretty, long shapely legs. Even better, her breasts were larger than Julie’s, which Jason appreciated very much. Jason had spent many hours under the sheets creating teen fantasies about these two mature women, imagining them, separately and sometimes together, stripping for their nephew and letting him play with their big tits before letting him fuck them until they passed out.

He wouldn’t have admitted it out loud, and he wondered if his aunts ever had an inkling of similar thoughts of him. Julie didn't look much like Jason's mom Stacy. They had different hair color and texture, and different faces altogether. But sometimes Jason wondered if they looked at all similar nude.

Jason had peeked at his mom's bare tits a couple of times, and wondered if Julie's tits had a similar shape- if they had the same large, puffy nipples. He'd gotten erections seeing his mom's tits - imagine how great it would be to see his aunt's!

As hungry as Jason was, as he prepared his meal, he stared down where Aunt Julie sat. Her tank top was gapped open slightly, and he stared down into her cleavage. Jason caught Julie's eyes and wondered if she'd caught him looking at her tits. Julie smiled at Jason, stood up, and got behind him. She reached around him and adjusted the Coleman stove's flame. In the process, she pressed her big tits firmly into Jason's shoulder.

A wave of arousal shot through Jason, and he instantly felt his cock twinge in his shorts. Julie took her time adjusting the flame with her right hand and rubbed her breast back and forth along Jason's shoulder. The soft flesh flattened against his firm muscles and the sensation made his head rock back ever so slightly. His eyes closed, wondering what this would feel like if they had no clothes. She placed her left hand on her nephew's left shoulder and squeezed his muscular arm. His eyes shot back open, and he stared down at himself, placing his plate over his lap, praying that it could calm his aching erection.

His aunt must’ve known what she was doing, because it was absolutely driving him insane. All he could think about was pushing her on top of the table and fucking her senseless, making sure she knew exactly who she was playing with.

Carol's son Tom quickly grabbed a plate of food and sat at the picnic table, squeezing in next to his Aunt Stacy. As others took their seats on the other side of Stacy, she moved closer to Tom, until their bare legs were pressed together under the picnic table. He could tell she just shaved, as her skin was soft and silky against his own. Tom was a little surprised at the increasing pressure in his groin, just from feeling Aunt Stacy's bare thigh rubbing against his.

Tom, like his cousin Jason, had secretly admired his busty blonde bombshell of an aunt for some time now. Aunt Julie was a sex-kitten, and he really couldn’t help himself; but it was only recently, in those moments where he could not ignore the stiffening in his shorts, that he had wild fantasies of Aunt Stacy.

Julie was a clear definition of a MILF, but in comparison, Stacy might have been considered a pretty average-looking mom at best. Stacy's figure, which was curvier than her sister Julie’s, her brunette "mom" hairdo that curled under several inches above her shoulders, and her constantly present glasses made her look bookworm-ish, like some librarian, or Sunday school teacher, or -just your average mom.

Tom thought Julie was pretty and voluptuous, with a body resembling that of a goddess, as was his own mom Carol, a revelation that Tom tried to suppress. Still, recently, while receiving an unusually long goodbye hug from Stacy after a holiday party, Tom had noticed that Stacy was kind of cute behind the glasses, and her fleshy figure had one thing going for it – massive, milky tits, matching Julie’s in size.

As Tom ate his hot dog, he took notice of how smooth Aunt Stacy's thigh was. His cock immediately responded to the intimate touch. It may have been fleshy, but her skin felt so smooth and enticing. Aunt Stacy didn't seem to mind rubbing it against her teen nephew's hairy leg. He wondered if she would mind wrapping those delicious thighs around him while he had his way with her. He couldn’t help where his mind was venturing with her casual pursuit of him. “That hot dog looks delicious.” She said to him, very obviously eyeing his crotch, speaking of a different type of sausage.

Even her calf was now pressed firmly against his. Julie placed a paper napkin on her lap. As she did so, she briefly rested her hand on the top of Tom's thigh just below his shorts. Tom couldn't remember any woman, or girl his age, ever placing a hand on his thigh like that before. He was getting harder and harder thinking about Stacy and all the wild experiences she might have. His cock was straining for release from its confines, straining for his aunt’s touch. Sure, he'd love to fuck Aunt Julie, but he'd nail Stacy in a heartbeat.

Carol grabbed a paper plate and prepared her meal, leaning over the picnic table. She had put on a tank top as soon as the boys arrived, just to have a semblance of modesty. As she leaned over to make a salad, she glanced over and saw Julie's boys Rick and Billy, who were sitting on the opposite side of the picnic table, trying to peer into her tank top to get a cheeky look at her cleavage. She was shocked at first, not able to comprehend how they could do it so out in the open. Then, as they continued to look, she couldn’t help but want to give them a show. Carol instinctively put her left hand up to her chest to hold the top closed.

Rick and Billy looked up at her, smirking, and then smirked at each other. Rick and Billy had always been a handful. They were mischievous little brats sometimes. They were smart and good students, but around the family they always seemed to be in trouble. They weren't bad kids, but always went an extra step than the other kids and were generally the instigators when there was trouble. They never really seemed remorseful for their sins, always just smirking when being scolded or punished. It was as if they enjoyed driving people wild with their actions.

Rick, the older teen, had red hair and freckles, and although Carol would never say it out loud, reminded her of Alfred E. Neumann, a smirking troublemaker. Billy, with short blonde hair, wasn't so snide looking, but was capable of egging on his older brother and causing just as much trouble. Carol didn't dislike the boys - their pranks were usually relatively harmless. She secretly wished her son Tom wasn't so timid sometimes.

Carol felt her face go flush again as she caught the boys staring at her milky white breasts. But it was far from the first time that she'd caught one or the other staring at her body since they'd reached puberty. In fact, upon greeting the boys now, instead of running away from a hug as they did in their youth, Rick would actually seek her out and give her long hugs, running his hands down low on her waist, and up the sides of her breasts. And as embarrassed and flustered as this could make Carol, she was flattered by the attention that she so rarely got from men these days. She was tired of feeling so lonely and desired some real company.

She had to admit that she had come to think of the teens as more than nephews. If others didn't notice their gazes and touches, she secretly enjoyed them. The two other moms got in line behind Carol, but Rick cut through to grab some cookies from the table. Rick stood directly behind Carol and reached around her for the cookies with his left hand. As he did so, Carol felt her nephew's right hand touching her left ass cheek over her shorts.

It wasn't just a casual bump which could have been passed off as a mistake, either. It was a full open-palm squeeze. Nobody noticed the slightly shocked and surprised expression on Carol's face as she got her ass felt, and Carol was too surprised to say anything in public. She simply endured the grope for several seconds before Rick left the table and felt a part of herself missing his touch. Her mind wondered, imagining scenarios where the boys would continue to tease her, to push her further until she couldn’t endure it any longer. What would she do then? Would she still try to be a good girl and resist?

CHAPTER TWO

The following afternoon, the three husbands went golfing. The remainder of the three families -the three wives, the four boys, and the girls, loaded up Carol's van and Julie's SUV with towels, blankets, coolers, and beach toys, and drove down to the public beach.

Carol wasn’t so sure about wearing her swimming suit, but the other two managed to convince her again. They wore their favorite tight outfits, and put summer dresses on top, as to not be judged by their husbands for being too slutty. Carol kept trying to resist, but Julie and Stacey convinced her that they deserved to have some fun, and to show off their bodies every once in a while. They wanted to be eye candy, and be admired by the boys at the beach.

Carol wore an even tighter set than she wore yesterday. It hugged her curves in all of the best places and had the cutest little strings around the hips. The twins began to imagine what he would do (or undo) with those strings. Her breasts were practically on full display, and it left their mouths watering, wondering how they could get their mouths around those fat nipples, which were clearly showing below her tight swimming suit. They discussed it in whispers, trying to devise a plan to get her to finally cave and let them in.

Julie had a new red one-piece suit. It appeared to be conservatively cut under her shorts, but it did scoop down in the front and expose most of the busty blonde's tanned and freckled chest, and clung nicely to her body, accenting her tits. Julie had just a little too much flesh on her tanned thighs, and her ass was a little larger than the teen girls at school, but Jason admired her whole body. He hoped that the suit would cling even tighter when Julie removed her shorts and got wet. He practically got hard just thinking about it.

Stacey, on the other hand, was driving Tom absolutely mad. He couldn’t hide his staring even if he tried. He wanted to jump her as soon as possible, though desperately tried to compose himself, knowing she was his aunt. His balls were tight and needing a woman’s touch, and he knew he would have to wank off to her again that night.

At the beach, Stacy immediately whipped out a camera, and made the entire family pose for pictures, with one of the girls clicking the shutter. As they all bunched together to pose in front of a pine tree at the back of the beach, Jason was happy to see Julie standing next to him. While posing, she pressed her left tit into his bare shoulder, as she had the evening before at dinner. If he had thought it a mistake then, he knew of her intention now.

Then she placed her left hand on his left hip. As they all froze for the photos, Stacy slid her hand down over Jason's butt, and squeezed his left teen butt cheek over his taut bathing suit. Jason’s arousal could not be ignored, and by the final photo, he was sporting a boner and wondered if it would show. His shock was unmatched, however. This secret game they had going on was making his skin burn with need. Never in a million years did he think Aunt Julie would reciprocate his lust.

While Julie was secretly rubbing on Jason, Stacy was standing behind Tom. Tom felt his bespectacled aunt leaning into him and felt both of her big tits pressed firmly into his back. Then Stacy pressed forward and rubbed her crotch into Tom's butt. Tom could swear he actually felt his aunt's pussy mound slowly rubbing up and down on him, as the group said "cheese." He was left with a hardon as well, unable to help the thoughts that popped up from his aunt’s caress.

Carol was the tallest of the group, and found a place in the back row, behind the girls. Rick and Billy found spots on either side of her. Soon Carol felt hands on both of her butt cheeks over her shorts. Carol froze as she did the evening before. Then Billy put his arm around her and squeezed her waist. Between photo clicks, he reached around her, and got a quick feel of the side of her tit over her bathing suit top. Not only did she feel their hands, she felt them push their crotches against her as well, and she couldn’t help but think of what they had underneath, and what they could provide for her.

“Let’s do another shot!” Stacey said, and arranged all of the boys behind the girls as the three women knelt down in front of them. Stacey ran to the camera to press the button, and practically giggled as she came back, also kneeling beside the girls.

The boys seemed to have similar ideas, and all moved forwards, so close that their bulges were next to the women’s heads. The women could feel their dicks pressing against them, so hard and stiff they could feel the outlines, forcing naughty thoughts into their heads that wouldn’t go away.

As the photo session ended, Carol let out a secret exhale. She had now let Rick squeeze her butt twice this weekend, and Billy touch her breast. Maybe it would be more honest if she admitted that she quite enjoyed the fondling.

The moms laid out beach towels to claim their spots. Jason watched Julie strip out of her shorts, wiggling them down her hips. All the kids headed into the water, the girls on one side of the beach, the boys on the other. Soon Julie and Stacy joined the boys in deeper water.

Initially Carol stayed up on shore by herself, but soon Rick and Billy ran up from the water and insisted that she come out and join them. Aroused at the thought of splashing around the two teens in just their skimpy bathing suits, Carol shyly agreed. The two brothers stared at Carol as she unzipped her shorts and tugged them down her legs, leaning over to show the deep V of her cleavage. Carol couldn't help noticing their stares and grins, making her blush.

On her part, Carol stared and clearly detected the outline of Rick's teen dick straining through the fabric. Rick really had grown up.

In the water, after a brief game of "Marco Polo", the boys and women took turns lining up and swimming between each other's legs. This was something that they'd done since the boys were toddlers, but it took on some erotic overtones with the boys all grown up and darting between the mature women's bare spread thighs just inches from their sweet pussies.

In fact, Billy somehow managed to rub the back of his head across Carol's crotch, and Rick got a hand on her upper thigh. As each one swam through the gauntlet, they would in turn let others swim between their legs. Rick stood behind Carol as the others swam between their legs. The aggressive redhead put his hands on his Aunt Carol's hips and goosed her. Carol felt his semi-stiff cock pressing right between her butt cheeks over the thin material of her bathing suit.

The stiff rod sent shards of nerves down into her bulb of pleasure. It was pushing against her pussy, making her feel like she was practically jerking off from the sensation. She wondered if he felt the same pleasure as her. Despite the water surrounding her body, she could feel her liquids coat her folds. The yearning she had for young cock increased exponentially. She hungered for it. She didn’t know how much longer she could last without doing something about it.

The game turned into a general game of grab-ass in four feet of water, with various aunts and nephews pairing off and getting separated in the crowd of swimmers, pushing the others under water and trying to knock each other off their feet. Julie and Jason in particular got mutually aggressive at this game. Each managed to get in a number of "accidental" feels under the water. Julie started it, grabbing Jason's ass. Then Jason returned the favor, squeezing his aunt's big butt over her suit.

Julie then tried to pull Jason's trunks off. Jason stopped her, but Julie managed to palm his crotch in the melee. Jason reciprocated by "accidentally" getting a palm over Julie's pussy, without a plea to stop. The wrestling continued, with both of them blatantly grabbing the other's body parts under the water, surrounded by unknowing strangers. Jason and Julie each grabbed the other around the waist, and the wrestling momentarily turned into a general hug as the two panted and laughed.

Julie wrapped her legs around Jason and put her arms around his waist, half floating in the water and half-carried by Jason. She slowly squeezed her nephew's butt with both hands. Jason, emboldened by Julie's groping, held her up by his hands under her butt, and took the opportunity to slip both hands up under her suit and feel the warm fleshiness of her bare ass. Julie pressed her barely-covered pussy lips against Jason’s growing erection, and slowly dry humped him underwater.

With the water now up to their necks, Jason took the opportunity to reach up with his right hand and feel his aunt's left tit over her bathing suit. He felt her chest press into his touch and he was able to detect a sudden warmth that wasn’t present before, right below their waists— at the point where his clothed cock grazed his aunt’s wanting pussy. Julie just stared into his eyes, with the dirtiest smirk on her face. She knew exactly what he could feel, and wanted him to discover even more of her.

It was hard for Julie to compose herself, and she hated that he was bringing everything out of her. She was usually the dominant one in bed, but the feeling of Jason made her want to do anything he wanted.

Ten yards away, a similar faux wrestling match had broken out between Stacy and Tom, although not nearly as rough. Stacy was the initial aggressor, trying to tug Tom's suit down, and managing to get it to mid-thigh once and getting in one good feel of Tom's bare teen ass before he pulled it back up. It was even better than she imagined.

When Stacy began to play with his cock over his suit under the water, Tom stopped fighting. The sudden touch hardened him beyond any previous times he had masturbated. His cock pulsed at his aunt’s touch. He could feel tension ooze out of him as it was sliced by his aunt’s expert hands. He didn’t know he could possibly feel so good, and knew he needed more from her – much more.

Tom wanted to squeeze the fullness of her ass, and when he grabbed her there she didn't even attempt to push his hand away. He took the opportunity to get in his first good feel of an adult woman's ass. He really wanted her big tits and managed to get his aunt in deep enough in the pool that he slyly felt her tits under the water, over her bathing suit top. Without her glasses, Stacy squinted at Tom as they silently groped.

It was two-on-one between the tall busty brunette Carol and the two shorter aggressive brothers Rick and Billy. They quickly ganged up on her, separated her from the rest of their family, and drug her to deeper water. Carol fought off their four hands, which were all over her body, starting low on her thighs and working their way up, over her ass and her covered pussy, up to her chest.

Carol had an embarrassed grin at first, pushing hands away only to have them reappear somewhere else on her body. Nick swam up from behind and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her off her feet. As he pulled her back, he got both hands on her ample tits over her bathing suit and copped a long feel of them before Carol escaped his grasp.

When her nephews started sliding their hands under the suit onto her bare ass, Carol tried harder to stop them. "No... Don't... Rick... Billy...No... Stop!" But the boys would not be deterred. They giggled as Billy slid his hand under the back of her suit and felt her bare ass, while Rick simultaneously slid his hand down further and rubbed her pussy mound over her pubic hair. She was beyond shocked. How could they so wantonly touch their aunt like this?

"Don't...I'm warning you," Carol muttered, but didn't want to draw too much attention to them in the crowd. Eventually she stopped protesting. Instead, all she could do was writhe to their touches, pressing her hips forward when Rick rubbed her lonely pussy, then arching her back as Billy felt her breast from behind.

She struggled slightly as Billy slid his hand inside her top and squeezed her bare left tit, but she also couldn't deny the pleasure the young boy's attention was bringing her. She was getting wetter and wetter, and couldn’t help but let a few moans escape. They knew exactly what they were doing, and they knew how to tease a woman until she broke. She wasn’t going to last this trip, not at all. Her mind was getting foggier and foggier, and all she could think of was having something inside her – as deep as she had ever felt before.

“You two twins are too naughty for your own good.” She scolded.

“You’re just worried we’ll get the better of you.” Billy smirked, and kissed up her neck, licking and sucking as he did. She couldn’t say no anymore, and leaned into his kisses, moaning as he continued. When did these boys learn how to touch a woman so well? They seemed to be able to silently communicate, because Rick swam between her legs, and pushed his face into her crotch, practically nuzzling his way into her with his nose. She tried to push his head away, but it felt too good, and she pulled him tighter into her, pinching her legs together as she did. She hoped she wasn’t drowning the teen by doing so, though her mind was too foggy to care much.

“You really shouldn’t… ohh…” Her eyes closed as Rick licked up her pussy through her swimming suit and Billy sucked on her ear lobe at the same time. Her ears have always been a huge erogenous zone for her, and she tilted her head back, enjoying it all. Damn, they were kissing and sucking on all the right spots.

Eventually, the girls found the aunts and nephews, the secret erotic touches broke off, much to Carol’s dismay and relief, and they all headed up to the beach, all trying to calm their bodies down before they revealed too much.

Up on the beach, Julie grabbed a can of beer and sat in a lawn chair. Jason grabbed a chair and sat nearby, watching Julie rub lotion over her legs, arms and chest. Julie lowered the straps on her bathing suit top, exposing a little more cleavage, beyond her tan line to the pale white flesh of her bosom.

Jason watched, with a feeling of satisfaction that he had just felt up that body, but at the same time aroused and frustrated that his buxom aunt was just a few feet away and he wanted more of her. He tried to be casual and look around the beach in his sunglasses, but his eyes kept returning to his Aunt Julie, memorizing every inch of her spandex-clad body, and also looking for a sign of acknowledgement from her that she had also enjoyed their little grope-fest.

Her top had slid down enough that he felt he was getting a better idea what the shape of her tits would look like topless. He imagined holding the weight of them in his hands. Damn, he'd felt those puppies over her suit, but he sure wanted to see them too! He knew it would be far better than he imagined. It was almost like she was smearing thick cum white cum all over herself, and he fantasized that it came from his balls after he came all over her from titty fucking her for hours. She wouldn’t stop her eye contact, and it was almost hypnotizing. He had never felt so entranced before.

“You seem a little distracted, Jason.” Julie said as she smiled, knowing exactly what she was doing.

It took him a little too long to respond coherently. “No aunty, I’m okay.” He gulped. She seemed to be pressing her tits together even more. He had to adjust his swim trunks to fit his dick in it properly. It was practically getting painful.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?” She cooed.

Yes, you can come sit on my lap while I fuck your brains out. He thought, and the thought alone made his erection even worse. She seemed to be able to read his mind, knowing what to do and say to make it so much worse. He didn’t have time to reply as she walked towards him and pressed her tits into his face, pretending to check his temperature as she did.

“Wow, you’re getting quite warm. Must be from all the sun.” She said, and pressed him into her, stroking his back as she did. “Here, I’ll make you feel better.”

All he could do was stare down at her tits, almost salivating at how close it was to his face.

Tom strategically placed his own beach towel right at the feet of Aunt Stacy's beach towel. Tom lay on his stomach, looking up at Stacy as she stood on her towel right above him. She spread her legs wide, and rubbed lotion into her inner thighs and calves. She put her right foot up on a nearby chair, holding a "Captain Morgan" pose, rubbing her jiggling inner thighs, and affording Tom a view right up to her engorged pussy mound.

Stacy sat down cross-legged on her towel and caught Tom staring at her. She handed him the bottle of lotion, and asked, "Can you do my back, Tom?" Tom sat up and accepted the bottle and the invitation. He poured an ample amount of the warm cream into his right hand and placed it on his aunt's back.

He rubbed the lotion into her flesh, down as far as the suit allowed. Stacy pulled down her straps, and Tom rubbed her shoulders. His hands squeezed her skin firmly, making sure to get where she wanted him. His eyes widened as she let her neck fall back, exposing the skin over her soft veins. She was enjoying his touch, and this gave him more courage to explore a little further.

She moved to lie on her stomach, and he took this as a change to lay on top of her. His hardon was obvious as he straddled her juicy ass, and couldn’t help but begin to dry hump her, pushing up and down and watching as her ass moved up and down against him. Damn, this was the best sight he’s ever laid his eyes on.

However, she pulled away, and Tom almost begged her to come back, to let him touch her all over. Stacy seemed to know exactly what she was doing. She thanked Tom and took back the bottle.

Tom lay back down on his stomach, watching transfixed as Stacy sat with her legs spread. She rubbed lotion on her own chest, as Tom watched the tops of her big white tits jiggle. She squirted some small amounts of lotion onto her chest, mimicking something he had seen on the internet somewhere.

When she was done putting lotion on herself, she kneeled over Tom, and poured a generous amount onto his back. “Your turn?” She asked with a sheepish grin. He nodded eagerly, knowing exactly how she was going to tease him.

She rubbed it in slowly, massaging his slender but firm shoulders and back. She rubbed down to the top of his trunks, and slid her hand inside the waistband, subtly rubbing down to his tailbone momentarily. Then she poured lotion on her nephew's upper thighs, and slowly rubbed them. She slid her hands along his bare thighs, managing to touch his bare little butt cheeks several times in public. He was already getting hard again, and knew he wouldn’t even try to hide the effect that she had on him. She moved up his body, and eventually sat on his big bulge, moving herself up and down as she stared down at him, never breaking eye contact. “How’s school been going, Tom?”

He couldn’t believe she was asking him such a simple question while doing this to him.

“Um… good auntie.” He closed his eyes, effectively breaking the eye contact.

“I’m glad. I hope Jason is treating you pretty well.” She pressed particularly hard down his cock as he said that.

“He…” He couldn’t finish his sentence, and let out a small groan at the sensation. “Sorry, something came over me. Yes, Jason is treating me well.” Fuck, she was driving him insane.

Stacy sat on her towel again with her legs spread, just four feet from Tom's eyes in the sunlight. Something had changed. There was now a large tuft of reddish brown pubic hair sticking out of the crotch of her bathing suit. Stacy had her glasses on again, staring down at Tom staring at her crotch and clearly protruding hair. Damn, that's gotta be a hairy pussy!

His own pubes were darker than the hair on his head, but he had never really thought about ginger pubes… it was more delicious than he could ever imagine.

Stacy pulled down her bathing suit straps to get sun on her shoulders. Tom stared at the white tops of her exposed tits. For the next thirty minutes he laid there and watched Stacy as she sipped on her drink and stared back at him. Her suit continued to slowly slip down, revealing more and more of that delicious chest.

Besides her own family, there were plenty of strangers walking along the beach. Tom had the best view of Stacy's cleavage, but a number of other people could have seen it if they'd been looking. More and more of her pale titty came into view. As Tom stared at it, Stacy stared right back at him, deadpanned.

Tom thought he could see, and then was sure he could see, the brown top of Stacy's right areola. He had just felt those tits, but now for the first time he was getting an idea of the size and color of her nipples and areolas. He desperately wanted to jump on her and fuck her brains out, almost wanting to punish her for being such a tease. She would regret making him so hard all weekend.

Her legs were so wide it felt like an open invitation, and her eyes were conveying all the dirty things not coming out of her mouth. As he continued to stare, he watched as she wantonly reached her hand up and pinched her nipples, just enough to make them raise to a hardness he could clearly see through her bra. He wished he was the one to cause such a reaction – either with his tongue or fingers. He wanted to rush towards her and push her down, whispering all of the naughty things he wanted to do to her body.

Carol took her time toweling off and setting up her lawn chair on the beach. She was still shaken up by having - allowing - her husband's sister's teen sons to feel her all over. She tried to suppress her mixed emotions of anger, self-blame, and eroticism; and enjoy her vacation in the sun.

But Rick and Billy returned to hover over her, setting up beach chairs in a semi-circle very near her where they could watch her. They watched her towel off her body. She was now acutely aware of every time she would lean over and expose some cleavage, or turn her back to them and bend over, pointing her mature butt at their faces, or spreading her legs to accent her pubic mound in her clinging bathing suit.

She put on her sunglasses, fished in her beach bag for her suntan lotion, stood up, and began putting lotion on her face and arms. "I'll get your back!" stated Rick. He practically grabbed the tube of lotion out of Carol's hands, and before Carol could say anything, was standing behind her and rubbing lotion onto her back.

Carol was aware of the arousal she felt having the teen's hands on her bare flesh again. But now she was out in public, and looked around the beach, and at her family, hoping nobody was taking note of the teen's rather unusual rubbing, or could detect the pleasure she was taking from it. She wished he would stop but a larger part of her wished he would keep going.

This taboo contradiction occurring in her head, she decided to say to hell with it. That was enough motivation to lie down and touch herself. She had forgotten how much fun it was to do things you weren’t allowed to do in places you weren’t allowed to do them in. Rick kept

exploring Carol’s intoxicating body. His slippery right hand was meticulous in getting her whole back evenly covered. He slid his fingers inside the edge of her suit and rubbed practically down to her tailbone. She was getting too hot to do anything but let them do what they wanted. They had missed a man’s touch, and now accepted anything they wanted to give her.

Then he knelt behind her and put lotion on the backs of her thighs. Carol was very aware that his face was inches from her tight ass and probably even tighter pussy. He then rubbed his hand up to her upper right thigh, and slid it inside her bathing suit, getting in a quick rub of the bottom half of her bare butt cheek. She knew Rick could tell she was getting into it, and felt a spurt of embarrassment, knowing that he probably thought she was being a complete slut.

Just as Carol was working up the courage to stop Rick from touching her butt in public, Billy stood up, grabbed the tube of lotion from Rick, and started rubbing lotion on her shoulders, standing right in front of Carol. Carol was a good four inches taller than the young Billy, and she looked down and watched him staring at her chest as he rubbed her shoulders.

He pulled down the left strap of her bathing suit and rubbed her bare shoulder. Then he brazenly rubbed her bare chest. She closed her eyes, then murmured. “My goodness, would you be doing this to your own mother?”

Rick whispered in her ear, “you may be the same age as our mother, but you’re free for us to poke and prod.” She could feel his grin against her ear. “And we love the milky breasts you have.” The naughty boy aggressively pulled open the top of her suit as he rubbed her chest. She gasped at such a wanton act and talk. A quick glance down told Carol that Billy could likely see most if not all of her large breasts, all the way down to her swollen nipples. Carol felt that familiar feeling of fullness swelling inside of her breasts. Maybe it was her maternal instincts combined with her hormones which were making her even hornier than usual.

Carol didn't dare look around the beach now, not wanting to betray her awareness that she was taking part in something wrong. As Billy rubbed her chest down to the top of her cleavage, and Rick felt her thighs and bare ass, Carol stared straight ahead. It was over in seconds, but it felt like hours that she was felt up in public. It was then that Carol felt a warm wetness over her top, trailing, trickling down her tummy. She was lactating, and lactating for these boys. The flushed aunt quickly sat down on her beach chair, her hands shaking, trying her best to wipe the single trail of liquid left from the drop of milk. Rick and Billy also sat down, ignoring the sun and the beach, and faced Carol. Through her sunglasses, Carol studied the teen boys' bodies clad only in tight swimming trunks; Rick the more toned of the two, Billy having more baby fat, but still a nice body.

Again, she felt an awareness that she was only wearing a slinky, wet bathing suit, clinging to her large breasts. It was bought through a catalogue, and it showed a little more cleavage than she would like and was a little too tight over her motherly rounded tummy, pulled tight.

The two boys stared at her pillowy breasts spilling over her top and admired her shapely legs. They stared at all of her, really. After a while, Carol became aware of the bulge that was beginning to form in their speedos. They sat watching her with his legs spread, clearly proud of their manhoods. She couldn’t help but imagine what they could do to her with it, and how much pleasure she could find if she just gave in.

Carol instinctively glanced back down and let her gaze linger. She was surprised that she could now see Rick's dick head, peeking out through the right side of his suit. She tried to look away but instead continued to feast her eyes upon the teen cock. Each time she looked, it seemed more of the head and the shaft were exposed, but only for someone with a straight-on view like Carol had.

Rick was now looking into her eyes, smirking. She was confident that he was deliberately flashing his cock at her and looking for a reaction. She tried not to show that her reaction was arousal that the teen was showing his cock for her benefit. Carol was impressed, as it appeared to be a monster cock for a young teen. She doubted that he inherited his enormous size from his father.

Her eyes stayed on his cock through her dark sunglasses. She had the urge to lick her lips but fought it so as to not give them any satisfaction for their behavior. Carol glanced over at Billy. She realized that his already large tent was only getting bigger by the second. Her pussy was pulsing now, with heat increasing throughout her body. Could they tell she was feeling incredibly flushed by such a display?

Carol was even more impressed at Billy's bulge, as Billy had a smaller body, which made the stiff cock appear that much thicker. Not only was he sporting an enormous hard on, she could spy a small wet spot through his shorts. She gasped when she realized what it was. Gods, this was so hot.

She knew that when she returned home and got alone in her soft bed and with her vibrator, that this vacation's adventures with the boys would supply many hours of masturbatory fantasies. Yes, this is how she would get rid of the heat of her body. There was no way she would let these boys fuck her. No way.

It took her some effort to stay cool and avoid revealing any hint of a smile. Carol relaxed and cherished the sexual attention being heaped on her by her two nephews. She could admire their lengths and imagine what it would feel like to have them slide between her legs. She could imagine their stallion cocks pulsing for her. She wondered who might feel harder.

They would no doubt have a lot of energy to fuck any girl they were in. And what would it be like if they shared a girl. To get non-stop pleasure from these energetic young men… As long as the boys kept their distance…she was in the clear.

At once, she knew she would have to touch herself tonight. They left her abruptly, and left her needing more. Her fingers would have to do, for now.

CHAPTER THREE

At dinner at the campsite that evening, after a shower and a change of clothes, Jason wondered if he would ever get the chance to "play" more with Aunt Julie. He was worried that that was the only chance he would ever get. He had trouble keeping his eyes off of her as she prepared dinner, wearing tight seam-stretching cutoff jeans that showed off her tan thighs.

Since they had started their mischief, he had had to snuck off into the bathroom throughout the day to masturbate. He really needed the relief, and hoped that stroking himself would help, but his arousal came back worse than before. Even her big round mature ass cheeks looked sexy in the form-fitting denim, and in the front a seam was getting sucked up into her pussy lips, forming a "cameltoe."

Her white t-shirt was tight over her smooth bra, and several times Jason detected her nipples protruding through it, and the swell of her cleavage spilling out the top. He studied the outlines of her bra and panties, mentally undressing her layer by layer, picturing her in just her underwear, and then naked.

Jason's three male cousins temporarily disappeared as dinner ended, but Jason made a point to hang around the picnic table as the adults finished dinner and began cleaning it up. "I'll go to the store to buy more ice if I get out of cleaning up," Julie said with a cheeky grin. The nearest general store was just outside the state park, about a four-mile drive from their campsite.

Jason's mom and Aunt Carol agreed she should go, as did Julie's husband. "But I need help carrying all the ice bags out of the store. Jason, want to go with me and help carry the ice?" Jason's adrenaline jumped at Aunt Julie's request of his assistance.

"Yeah, Jason, go with Aunt Julie," commanded Jason's mom Stacy.

"Uh, Sure," said Jason, trying not to sound too anxious. "Let me throw a cooler into the back of the SUV, and we'll go," said Julie. That being done, Julie climbed into the driver side of her SUV, and Jason climbed into the passenger side. "We better hurry. I think the store's about to close," said Julie. They pulled out onto the campground road and worked their way through the camp. Jason silently sat, looking at Aunt Julie.

Her seatbelt was buckled, and her shoulder strap was pulled tight, nestled right between her gorgeous tits, causing her shirt fabric to be pulled snugly over them. Her legs were spread as she kept her right foot on the gas pedal. Virtually all of her thighs were exposed below her short, frayed denim cutoffs.

As the SUV bounced over a bumpy part of the road, Jason could see her thighs jiggling. He could only imagine what it would feel like to press his face into that soft flesh. Julie glanced over at him, with a little smile on her face. "I had fun at the beach today," she stated. Jason presumed that she was referring to their little groping games, but wasn't sure.

"Me too." They exchanged dirty glances, but Jason was still a little afraid to talk openly about his aunt feeling him up.

"You've grown into a strapping young man," said Julie, biting her lip from forming into an obvious smirk. Jason didn't know how to respond. He wanted to say all the dirty things, but was worried he would be pushing her too far.

“I’ve been thinking about having more babies, it’s so fun being a mommy. Though I don’t think my husband’s interested in me anymore. I might have to find someone else to be the daddy.” She fake-pouted.

Did she know what she was doing to him? This kind of talk was so hot, he could already feel his dick pulse. “It seems like you have someone in mind…” He said, his mind already wondering how fertile she was at the moment.

Unfortunately, they reached the store, and the conversation was halted. The store was pretty quiet, and as they passed by the few stacks of condoms in the order, Aunt Julie looked up at Jason and said, “I guess I won’t be needing these for the trip,” winking as she did. He wondered what she meant. Was she not going to fuck his uncle, or was she hinting at fucking him? After this statement, she bought numerous bags of ice, which he loaded up the cooler in the back with the ice, and both jumped back into the SUV.

Back on the campground road, Julie looked down at Jason, smiling at him. "In the lake today, it felt like you've developed a nice package down there." She reached over with her right hand and placed it on his bare left thigh below his shorts. “I could even say, it’s bigger than your uncle’s,” she giggled softly. Much bigger than his uncle’s cock, so much so that she might even need two hands to pleasure it all!

With no objections from Jason, Julie quickly slid her palm over his crotch, and rubbed his hardening cock through his baggy shorts and boxers. “Oh fuck,” he gasped at the sensation. He had tried to imagine what it would feel like, but never thought it would actually happen. It felt like he was dreaming.

Within seconds, Jason was completely hard, and Julie stroked his cock through his shorts. She stopped for a bit to push the cloth down, and his cock sprung up. “Look at his hard baby maker. So much bigger than I’ve ever seen before.” She had such a dirty mouth, and he wanted more. The pink tip visibly throbbed as he oozed pre-cum from his hole. Even his tip was big, thick, and plump. There were a few other cars on the winding two-lane road as they slowly drove through the park, but none were taller than Julie's SUV, so there was no chance of anybody seeing in at what they were doing. Julie’s mouth made a visible ‘O’ as she looked down for a second at it. She was clearly impressed, and looked as if she might drool over it. “I bet this is big enough to pierce my womb, or even push past it. Do you think you can bruise my cervix? Fuck I’m so wet just thinking about it.”

“Auntie… don’t stop.” He moaned.

She reached under and began to fondle his balls. “Even these are huge.” She grinned. He was leaking so much precum at this point she was using it to move her hands even faster up and down his length. “You’re getting ready for the main course, aren’t you?”

The most anyone could see was Julie's arm stretching across the gap between the two bucket seats, and the big grin on Jason's face. Jason reached across the SUV with his left hand and placed it on Julie's bare right thigh. She smiled as he squeezed and rubbed the smooth flesh. He eagerly slid his palm up her thigh and placed it on her horny pussy over her tight cutoffs.

Julie responded by spreading her legs wider. Jason rubbed. He had only touched one girl before, quite abruptly. He thought he was doing well with her until he accidentally moaned his aunt’s name out to her. The girl hadn’t known it was his aunt, but nonetheless left him at hearing another girl’s name. It was then that he truly knew how much he was into Julie. "Mmmm," Julie moaned, clearly enjoying herself. This encouraged him further.

Their windows were open, but at the speed she was driving very little noise was coming in, so Jason could hear his aunt's purring clearly. He rubbed harder over her denim-covered mound as Julie arched her body forward to accept his hand. She grabbed his cock harder. Having years of experience, the older woman knew exactly how to touch a man. She squeezed at the tip every once in a while, making him let out a groan of ecstasy. He never wanted her to stop.

Jason noticed that Julie had turned off the main road and had taken a detour, meandering through the state park in the early evening dusk. His aunt unbuckled her seatbelt. Driving with her knees, she unsnapped and unzipped her shorts, pulling them open to reveal red cotton panties. Jason placed his hand over her panties, and Julie spread her legs wide.

After rubbing her pussy over her panties for a moment, he could feel the moist cloth over her entrance. He slid his fingers into the side of her panty crotch. He felt her hairy pussy and found her slit. As he pressed his middle finger into the slit, he felt her lubrication. He gasped at how wet she was. She was so fucking ready for him. He teased her entrance a little, reveling in the gorged flesh around his finger. She bucked her hips towards his hand. His finger slid into the slippery warm slit easily, despite a somewhat awkward angle.

Jason was finger fucking his aunt. And she was moaning and purring with pleasure. “Oh, Jason, if only your mom knew how her son would turn out,” she moaned with a smile. Jason looked up, seeing the sudden and stark resemblance that his aunt had to his own mother. It didn’t deter him, but instead egged him on.

His blood rushed and his erect member yearned for release. Julie started working her hand inside of Jason's shorts leg. Since she was partly paying attention to the road, she hadn’t completely taken in the sight of his wet and needy cock. She moaned when she studied the desperate veins that ran up his length. She loved that she was making him this hard.

Julie stroked it up and down as she drove, occasionally exchanging smiles with Jason, or looking down at his cock in her hand, but otherwise keeping her eyes on the road. Suddenly Julie pulled the car onto a dirt maintenance access road that was cut out of the forest. She drove down the one-lane road far enough to be unseen from the main road, put the SUV in park, and turned off the engine.

She continued stroking Jason as she looked around and checked out the environment. The windows were still down, and the only sounds that could be heard were a few insects and birds. When Julie appeared satisfied that they were alone and would be undisturbed, she leaned over, and planted her lips on Jason's. She forced her tongue into his mouth, and passionately French kissed her teen nephew. She moaned wantonly over and over, not caring that she was making loud noises. The eager Jason, spurred on by her actions, reached up with his right hand and grabbed her left breast over her shirt.

He expected to get a handful of stiff padding and wires, but instead the bra cup was one very thin layer of lacy fabric. He squeezed her chest through the flimsy bra, feeling the pliable boob mold and shape to his hand, and finding her erect nipple. Julie slid her legs out from under the steering wheel, facing Jason.

She then grasped as much of his cock as she could with one hand and pulled out his balls with the other. His sack looked huge, even next to his giant member. He could feel the potency of the cum building inside of them. She began toying with them, gently pulling and massaging, only making his balls ache for release more.

She grabbed both her open shorts and her panties and scooted out of them. Jason watched his aunt strip bottomless, seeing her pussy for the first time. It was covered in strawberry blonde hair, shaved a little on the sides away from her bikini lines, a half-inch from her tan lines on either side. Jason noted that it was the same color and thickness as his own newer patch of pubic hair. Maybe a family trait!

Julie climbed over to the passenger side, spread her legs, and straddled Jason's lap, facing him. Jason instantly felt his cock make contact with Julie's delectable pussy. Julie lowered herself down onto his aching dick head, guiding it in with her hand. Jason felt the slippery warmth of Aunt Julie's pussy slide down the tip of his cock and shaft. It was pure, unadulterated bliss. Better than he could have ever imagined. She slid down painfully slow, with her mouth making a wide ‘O’ as she tried to fit him all in. “Oh god, Jason. You’re making your auntie feel so good. Fuck I can barely fit you in.” Her eyes were rolling back in ecstasy.

“Don’t stop.” Were the only two words he could get out of his mouth.

“I’m going to ride you so hard you’ll never think of another woman again.” She whispered in his ear.

Julie wrapped her bare thighs tightly around Jason, ready to ride him for all he is worth. Upon first entering her, she gasped out obscenities from his monstrous size. She slowly thrust her hips in and out, allowing Jason's cock to slowly slide in and out of her pussy. She put her arms around him, and again French kissed him. Their tongues swirled together as she pushed against him, wanting to get as much friction as possible. Jason reached up and felt both of Aunt Julie's soft, white breasts over her shirt and bra. Julie let go of Jason's shoulders. While still thrusting like a jackhammer, in and out, he grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, and yanked it up, exposing her midriff. She matched him stroke for stroke, bouncing on top of him with all she had. Despite her age, she was still very fit from her regular workouts. This came with two advantages – a big juicy booty and lots of stamina and endurance.

She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed her shirt and bra off. When she got to the bottom of her bra, she grabbed the cups along with the shirt, pulled it up, and allowed her tits to spill out into view, leaving her shirt and bra bunched up on her chest. Jason stared at his aunt's two big white globes bobbling in his face, capped with medium-sized dark-pink areolas and rock-hard nipples.

He reached up and massaged them as he continued fucking her languidly, taking his time to feel every inch of her tight snatch. "Ohhhh. You dirty boy. How does it feel to be inside of your aunt’s pussy? Oooooohh!" Cooed Aunt Julie, arching her back as she thrust her tits into her nephew's face.

He responded with a guttural growl, followed by, “This pussy feels fucking incredible, Aunt Julie.” Jason leaned forward and placed his lips onto Julie's left knocker. He licked and kissed the smooth flesh, and then sucked gently on her hard nipple, flitting his tongue over it, teasing it. He had wanted to do this for ages now, and was so glad he could finally taste her nipples. It was as juicy as he had wanted it to be.

He did the same to her right tit, while still working on both tits with his hands. He buried his face squarely into her cleavage, licking the valley, smashing her tits against his face. Julie returned her arms to Jason's shoulders, massaging them along with his young back and chest over his tank top.

Jason could hear the squishy sounds of his cock easily sliding in and out of her lubricated pussy canal, and the slapping sound when their pelvis's met, as she panted in his ear. “God, yesss, fuck this wet pussy.” She moaned loudly for him, commanding him. He ran his hands over her bare ass, and over her hips and thighs. Julie was supplying most of the thrusting, but Jason was able to keep up.

The SUV was rocking quite a bit. Julie started working up a sweat. Her bare back felt warm and sticky as he held her tight. "Ung, Ughhh!" Julie started grunting in his ear. Jason had never really heard a grown woman grunt like that. Julie's head was touching the SUV's ceiling, messing her blonde hair. Her eyes were mostly closed now. "Huhhhh! Hunnggg! I’m cumming you dirty little boy!" Julie slapped harder into Jason. “Cum inside me, please. God I need to feel your load deep inside.”

She clamped her thighs around him tighter, digging her fingernails into his shoulders. He felt her pulse around him as she cried out in ecstasy. Jason concentrated on the wonderful feeling of his hard cock sliding in and out of his aunt's juicy, throbbing pussy. He couldn't believe how great it felt. The combination of lubrication and friction and warmth was just right. He could feel himself hit against her womb, and knew he wanted to cum deep inside of her, enough to impregnant her.

Fucking was everything that it was built up to be. But now that he was thinking about it, he felt himself close to cumming. Julie wiggled her hips back and forth. The SUV was rocking so much that he could hear the tree and shrub branches outside rubbing against the SUV body. Julie had to keep her head fairly still so she wouldn't bump it on the ceiling, so she gyrated her torso and hips while keeping her head still.

“You want your nephew’s hot seed?” Jason couldn't hold back anymore. He felt his balls erupt, and shot a flood of hot and potent cum from his teen cock into his aunt's waiting womb, splashing against her walls as she continued riding his spent cock.

It kept gushing and gushing and gushing, his cock pulsating with each gush like a cartoon fire hose. Aunt Julie held Jason close, practically suffocating him, as she thrashed about. “That’s right, take it, take all of that sticky cum.” He couldn’t even think clearly, all he wanted to do was to destroy her from the inside out. Finally her thrashing and pumping slowly subsided, and she rested her torso against Jason's, leaning her head on his shoulder, still panting like an asthmatic.

Jason left his cock in her wanting pussy. She could feel it pulsating, not losing any of its hardness. After Aunt Julie finally composed herself, she lifted her head, and gave Jason one long, passionate kiss. Then she looked around outside and pulled her bra and blouse down over her tits. She slowly climbed off Jason's lap, exposing his solid cock to fresh air. “Mmm, damn.” He groaned under his breath.

Jason studied her bare pussy and ass while she awkwardly pulled up her panties and shorts and climbed back into the driver's seat. Jason stuffed his sticky, cum-covered monster cock back into his boxers and shorts.

Julie looked at herself in her rear-view mirror, combed her fingers through her hair, and briefly fanned her flush face with both hands. She started up the SUV, backed out onto the road, and sped back to camp. "That was just as good as I imagined." Were Aunt Julie's only words to her nephew. He could only nod his agreement as he panted, completely out o of breath.

Their bodies were hot and sweaty, and both knew that they had to take their time going home, or everyone would be able to tell what they did.

CHAPTER FOUR

It was well past dark when Carol entered the public shower building down the road from her campsite. During the day the showers can be very crowded, but at this late hour there was nobody else in there. So, Carol took a little more time showering behind the metal door separating the common area of the lady’s bathrooms from the shower stall.

She couldn't get Rick and Billy off of her mind. It was thoroughly erotic thinking about the teens staring at her, touching her, even flashing for her. She was so turned-on that she wished she could sit on the bench and touch her horny pussy, but she was afraid someone else would come in and catch her.

Still, as she showered, she took a little extra time caressing her soapy breasts, rubbing her pussy, and even toying with her asshole. Carol opened the shower door to grab her towel off the hook in the common area. Carol thought she heard something outside. There was an open window about six feet off the ground.

She glanced up at the window, and she could see two faces looking at her. It was Rick and Billy, who apparently were standing on the bench outside in the darkness to peek at her. They were seeing the dripping wet Carol in full-frontal nudity, her long wet nipples hard, her large dark areolas puckered, her long brown pubic hair wet and flat against her pussy.

"Oh!" Carol gasped, quickly grabbing her towel and holding it in front of her body. Aware that they'd been detected, the two male faces dropped out of sight. Carol could hear them giggling as they ran away. Full frontal! They've seen me full frontal now, exposed pussy and all. She was red with anger at them for scaring her, for being sick little assholes and peeking at her, and for giggling as they ran away with probably no remorse.

She also couldn’t deny that she was getting aroused at the thought of them seeing her naked. What did they think of her body? The rest of the night at the campsite and around the campfire went without physical incident, as all four of the teen boys came and went, but Carol caught numerous smirks from the two bratty boys.

She wondered if they'd told her other nephew Jason about what they had done and seen that day. Or even her son Tom. They wouldn't tell Tom, would they? Do they all talk about what a slut she has been behind her back? To her knowledge, Tom had never seen her naked. Would he be interested in knowing what she looked like? She suppressed the thought.

That night in her tent, Carol lay next to her husband Bob. She was wearing her usual sleeping attire of a loose t-shirt and cotton jogging shorts over cotton panties. Their two sleeping bags were zipped together at the bottom, the bottom sleeping bag spread over their double-sized air mattress, and the other sleeping bag covering them.

Carol had trouble sleeping, thinking about Rick and Billy. She wished that she could just go masturbate somewhere and get them off her mind for a while. She'd been in and out of sleep when a storm raged through the campground. Carol, Tom, Bob, and their daughter were lucky that virtually no water leaked into their tent, save for a few drips here and there.

When the initial storm had passed, Bob went outside to look around. Other people were outside talking, too. Bob reappeared in the tent, and said, "Stacy's tent is dry, but Julie's tent got soaked. Can we fit a couple more people in our tent for the night?" "Um, sure, of course," replied Carol. Moments later, Bob again stuck his head in and said, "Julie and Jack are going into Stacy's tent, and the two boys are coming in here."

With that, Rick and Billy entered the tent with their sleeping bags. Carol's husband took charge, and threw Billy's sleeping bag down near the door, by Tom's feet. Then he laid Rick's sleeping bag down in the only clear space left, next to Carol's sleeping bag, against the tent wall. At least Bob put Rick's head down by her feet, and not in her face. That would have been really awkward, lying right next to Rick's face all night.

In a few moments everybody had settled down and went to sleep in the darkness. Carol stayed awake for a while, aware that Rick was lying right next to her, with his head down by her feet. With her husband snoring next to her, Carol finally fell back to sleep. She had no idea what time it was when she was awakened by something touching the back of her thigh. It took her a moment to remember the situation.

It was pitch black. It was raining fairly hard again. The noise of the rain hitting the tent, and the wind, drowned out any rustling movements when she turned on her air mattress and sleeping bag in the warm stuffy tent. Whatever woke her was gone. She lied on her side facing her snoring husband. A moment later she felt something again, on the back of her thigh, up high. It couldn't be. It was a curious a hand. It didn't take her long to conclude that it could only be Rick's hand on her bare leg in the dark. Damn, her sleeping bag was unzipped on Rick's side! The hand slid up the back of her thigh. He was trying to cup a feel in the dark, as she lay right next to her husband!

Carol froze, on her side facing her husband and her back to Rick, not knowing what to do. If she let this continue, she really would be a slut. She flinched and stirred, hoping to scare the incorrigible teen away. But the hand stayed, the palm massaging her leg, moving to the inside of her thigh. Finally Carol reached back, and pushed the hand away. The hand returned. Carol didn't know what to do. She felt that same familiar sensation in her breasts, and they soon began leaking.

She couldn't thrash or admonish the boy, not wanting to risk waking anybody in her family, particularly her husband, and risk having to explain that Rick had been allowed to touch her at other times or noticed her leaking milk for him! Maybe he would just have a little fun with her leg and go back to sleep. Maybe she didn’t mind being a little slut after all.

The hand slid further up the back of her leg, and she felt it slide under her shorts, the fingertips grazing her panties. She clenched her butt cheeks, yet the hand continued sliding under her panties, palming her left ass cheek. Carol froze, not wanting to encourage the groping, but not wanting to wake her husband, and perhaps not really wanting it to stop. Her body was working against her mind.

Carol tried to control her breathing as her nephew massaged her cheeks and ran the tip of his index finger up and down her butt crack. The hand now tried to slide between her legs, clearly as a ploy to get to her untouched slit. Carol kept her legs together, but the hand was persistent.

Carol turned onto her stomach, slowly so not to wake her husband.

The hand rested on her butt again, cupping her bare clenched right cheek. Then it moved between her legs again and tried to slide to her wet folds. Carol resolved to stop Rick from touching her pussy. She kept her legs clamped together tightly. Still the teen hand was persistent, and forced its way between her legs, under her shorts.

It rubbed her pussy over her cotton panties for a moment, and then worked its way into her panty crotch. Carol tried to keep still and her legs locked, but the fingers still combed through her pussy hair. The tip of the middle finger was sliding up and down the outside of her slit. She stirred some more, fighting the urge to moan from how sensitive the skin on her legs had become. She knew he could feel how wet she was now. There was almost no point in hiding it, she was so damned turned on from this. The mere fact that her husband was right next to her made it that much hotter, and she couldn’t believe she was thinking like this.

The tips of his fingers grazed her clit, which at this point, was completely swollen and in need of pressure and release. She looked over to her husband, whose loud snores hollowed out the ruffling they were making, for which she was grateful. She felt her become soaked, drenched at the idea of getting fucked next to her sleeping husband.

It pressed into her hole, until it was able to slide into her, up to the first knuckle. Carol knew from the complete lack of friction how wet she was. She was so embarrassed at this. Her body had betrayed her rational brain and she tried once more to thwart their attempts.

She suppressed a gasp as the finger slid further into her wet pussy as she laid perfectly still on her stomach, next to her husband, as a lad thirty years her junior finger fucked her. She realized that she had unclenched her legs a little, and that her knees were now a few inches apart, allowing easier access to the hand, and more comfort for Carol.

How long would he do this? What if her husband woke up? Two more fingers entered her pussy. Carol feared that the sloshing noise of the fingers would be heard above the rain. But her husband was still snoring inches from Carol's face, and everybody else in the tent was still. She couldn't deny that her body was responding to the fingers moving desperately in and out of her. He knew exactly how to work a woman’s body, and was pushing all of the right spots, making her have trouble thinking straight.

Carol had trouble containing her breathing. She closed her mouth to suppress whimpers. She placed a steady palm over her lips. The three fingers circled around her large elastic mature pussy. Carol did her best to keep still, but found her hips slowly rotating, responding to the fingers.

Her husband snorted and stirred, and Carol lay still again, until she was sure he wasn't going to wake. She could feel her eyes roll back and cross as the fingers inside of her rubbed over her most sensitive spots. It was quite unbelievable to her that her nephew was fucking her with his clumsy fingers. Rick withdrew two of his fingers, and now slid his middle finger in and out of his aunt's pussy rapidly and deeply. Carol responded by slowly bucking her hips in and out.

She let out an involuntary moan before biting her lips. Rick fingered her faster. He carefully withdrew his finger, but immediately replaced it with his thumb.

As this stronger digit rotated in circles and slithered in and out, the angle allowed Rick's four fingers to cup Carol's mound above her slit. No matter which way his thumb moved, one of his four fingers was always rubbing Carol's clit. She wondered if the position was an accident required by the odd angle of his reaching up from below, or if Rick knew how to rub a woman's clit. Either way, the constant rubbing of her clit while getting thumb-fucked had a devastating effect.

Carol clamped her pussy lips around the thumb and gyrated her hips beneath her. She clenched her teeth to keep her grunts from being too audible. She wanted to yell, to scream, to beg him to continue toying with her aching clit. Her pussy was far more wet than she imagined, as the volume of her liquids sloshing became louder. It was almost comic. She panicked at the idea of her unsuspecting husband waking up to the loud sounds coming from her body.

She wanted to release a moan so badly, and wondered if it would wake him up. What would he do if he saw her getting finger fucked by another man? Her bucking hips were bouncing the air mattress, and she could see her husband getting bounced up and down in the opposite direction as Carol. She kept the rest of her body as still as she could, but she turned her head from side to side, facing her husband and then away, her hair getting messed up and tangled on her face.

Carol felt lightheaded. Her breathing was uneven and loud. She couldn't suppress her orgasm any longer. She soon realized that this wouldn’t be just any orgasm. Her pussy sprayed all over her blanket as she spasmed and wriggled on the air mattress, all while her tits were still dripping milk. Her husband Bob, getting bounced around the air mattress by his moaning wife, let out a loud snort, and turned. As Carol's orgasm subsided, Rick must've noticed that his uncle had stirred, or perhaps he was in shock that he just made his aunt squirt! Rick stopped moving his hand.

He held it inside of her pussy as Carol's husband sat up. Within seconds Bob lay down again and turned his back to Carol. She could finally let out a quiet sigh. Rick slowly slid his hand away from Carol and out of her sleeping bag. When Carol relaxed and regained composure, she zipped her sleeping bag up high and tried to calm her busy mind.

She would have to clean up this mess next morning, half her body was completely soaked from squirting so hard. She had never done this before, and had no idea she was the type of woman who could squirt. It was completely blowing her mind.

She was about to close her eyes when she heard the distinct noise of slobber. She turned around to see Rick licking his fingers clean, from the bottom to the tip of each as he stared at her. It was one of the most erotic sight she’d ever seen, and she could smell the erotic scent of her sex as he did so. Fuck, she was definitely a huge slut.

“Goodnight, aunty.” He murmured as he grinned at her.

CHAPTER FIVE

The next morning, Tom woke up to a clear day. He had no idea that his cousin had fingerfucked his mom just a few feet away from him last night. But he did notice that his cousin had been sleeping in very close proximity to his mom, and he would have a hard time denying that made Tom's horny cock twinge.

Even he had thought about how close he was to his mother’s unsuspecting pussy before. He put his mom and cousin out of his mind and thought about what might have happened if he had been able to sleep so close to Aunt Stacy. Would anything have happened in the darkness? Would she have tried to touch him? Would she have allowed him to feel her big tits under her sleeping bag?

Tom tried to suppress his hard-on and get up early and see if Aunt Stacy was up yet. Maybe he could catch her changing in her tent or something. When Tom exited the tent, he found a number of other people awake. Aunt Stacy was up, and she was outside in her pajamas! She sported a sleeveless white cotton tank top that scooped down a little and was loose on her torso and matching loose shorts.

He noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her maternal breasts clung a little lower than usual, but he was able to see their shape and the soft nipple at its perky peak. The only other things she had on that he could see were her glasses and some gym shoes. He followed her around trying to figure out what she wore under her pajamas.

Her big tits bobbled and shifted frequently under the soft cloth. He stood behind her while she hung up wet items from last night's storm, and eventually was rewarded with some peeks into her loose armholes at the sides of her braless tits, seeing the pale hooters slope away from her body. Damn! He wondered if she was still able to lactate.

Tom looked for panty lines under her pajama bottoms. After all, his mom always wore panties under her sleepwear, which had kept the curious boy from learning more about his own mom's body. But he detected no panties on Aunt Stacy. Would she be outside with no panties? Tom even saw Stacy walk up to the bathrooms in just her pajamas, her braless tits clearly bouncing, dancing their way down the road. He wondered how many other men and teens would notice that? Or be interested in a fortysomething, seemingly reserved mom in glasses?

Everybody was rousted fairly early, as they had made reservations to go horseback riding. Tom had once fallen off of a horse and had no intention on riding another one. He insisted that he stay back and not go. Later, he heard Aunt Stacy say that she didn't want to ride, either, and announced that she would stay back at the camp and clean up after breakfast, and get some items dried out from last night's storm.

Tom couldn't believe his luck when everybody except himself and Stacy climbed into various vehicles and drove away. It was like fate. Aunt Stacy had been aggressively flirting with him and touching him this whole trip. But with an opportunity to escalate things, would she go further?

He had known girls in his short past that flirted with him but rebuffed him when he tried to reciprocate, confusing him and adding to his insecurity with the opposite sex.

Tom decided that his plan of action was to stay near Stacy and make himself available but let her be the aggressor. She was, after all, his aunt, married, and about thirty years older than him. Tom sat on the picnic table bench behind Aunt Stacy's tent, where most of the meals were served, with his back to the table and leaning against it.

He watched Aunt Stacy hang up a few wet towels on the clothesline and then clean off the picnic table around him. He couldn't keep his eyes off her big, beautiful bobbing braless tits as she wiped off the table. Stacy appeared to catch him staring at her, giving him a knowing smile. But Tom didn't care. He'd been thinking about this trip for months and was going to take every advantage to see his aunt scantily dressed. She seemed to even enjoy teasing him.

The tent and some trees hid the picnic table from the road and all other occupied campsites. With his family gone, there was nobody else that could see him ogling his aunt's body. It was as if she dressed this way, knowing everyone else would be gone. Under the light he could make out the large and dark skin of her nipples.

It was a little chilly this particular morning, and the buds hardened under the stimulus, and Tom wanted nothing more than to wrap his lips around her huge milkers. "How is your sunburn today, Tom?" Asked his aunt.

"My back hurts a little, that's all." He replied honestly.

"Let me see," ordered Stacy. "Take off your shirt." Tom palpitated at the command, and agreeably pulled off his shirt on this warm morning. Stacy looked over her nephew's body. Tom was pretty slender, but he did play sports, so his physique wasn't bad. His aunt seemed to have admired it yesterday. "That's not too bad. But I have some cream. Let me get it. Don't move." Stacy half-jogged to her tent, making her tits bound up and down. She returned shortly with a jar of white cream of some sort. She opened it up, stood next to Tom, and put some on his upper back.

Her tits were bobbling right in his face as she rubbed. He was getting hard. Stacy sat next to Tom to his left on the bench, close enough that her right thigh was rubbing into his left thigh. She rubbed cream into his left shoulder, pressing her tit into his forearm. This was all very sexual, and not medicinal at all. Stacy was looking into his eyes through her glasses, then down to his body that she was rubbing.

Her face was within inches from his. She appeared to have a bit of an erotic smile behind her glasses. "You have a firm body. You've turned into quite a handsome young man," she softly stated.

"Oh, uh, thanks," Tom muttered. Stacy stood up and put more cream in her hands. "Let me put some on your chest." Stacy gently pushed Tom back against the edge of the table. She placed her hands onto his chest above his nipples, and pressed cream into him. Then she sat down right on his lap, straddling him. She swung each of her legs around his torso to the other side of the bench and clamped them around his waist. She rubbed her moist hands over his chest and shoulders. "Mmmmm," she moaned. “This should help you with any…tension.”

Tom looked up at Aunt Stacy's face, directly across from him, three inches away, her eyes staring into his through her glasses, a dirty smirk on her lips. He could feel her smooth naked thighs wrapped around him. She started to thrust her hips forward slowly and subtly. Her crotch was pressed against his hard dick, and she slowly dry humped him like a cat in heat.

He placed his hands on her hips, then around her back. Tom glanced around to make sure nobody was watching. He could hear other people at other campsites, but nobody could see Stacy straddling Tom's lap. Then his eyes went to Stacy's chest. Her top was gaping open, exposing the supple skin.

Stacy continued to rub her palms over his chest, breathing heavily. "Would you like to rub my chest this way? Would you like to see how sensitive my skin is?” she half-moaned. Tom paused briefly, not believing what she said.

"Uh, yeah," he muttered, not believing his luck. Stacy lowered her right pajama strap, then the left, and they slipped down to her elbows, allowing major cleavage to be exposed inches from Tom's face.

Then Stacy easily reached into the front of her blouse and hauled her tits out over the top. Both of her tits spilled out into the daylight. She sat up straight, arched her back, and wiggled her tits right in Tom's face as she chuckled. Goddamn! thought Tom. They're so fucking big! He momentarily inspected the two pale round globes, capped by medium-sized light brown areolas and soft nipples.

He placed both of his palms on them and began to firmly knead and squeeze them. "Mmmm," Stacy moaned in his ear. "Do you like them?"

"Yeah, they're real big." He felt like he sounded like an idiot, but he was transfixed by how beautiful they were. Stacy purred as Tom played with her tits. She continued to dry hump her pussy over his hard cock hanging down his leg.

“I want you to wrap your lips around my nipples, and suck on them as if you were my own son,” she giggled. Tom looked up, feeling his cock grow hard at the idea of merely pretending to be her son. He was, after all, her nephew and close to her son’s age. Tom leaned forward and burrowed his face in Aunt Stacy's cleavage.

He wiggled his nose between the fleshy globes and licked into the crevice. Then he grabbed her right nipple in his mouth, suckling it. He alternated sucking her left and right nipples as he fondled both her luscious tits. “I’ve been wanting to do this for a little while,” she smirked, grinding into him harder.

Stacy reached inside of Tom's shorts leg and found his cock under the confines of the boxers. She pushed the garments back, until she could expose his cock to the light. She stroked it a few times, allowing the firm pulsating shaft to stick up. Then she reached between her legs and pulled her loose pajama shorts to one side, exposing her mass of fiery pubic hair. “Are you ready for the ride of your life?”

She rose slightly, aimed her pussy at Tom's dick head, and lowered herself on his throbbing shaft. Within seconds, she was sitting on his lap again, his cock buried in her slippery pussy. Tom couldn't believe how good it felt. He was fucking his aunt! His young cock was buried to the hilt inside her! Wow!

Stacy slowly slid in and out again, letting the cock snake deeply into her slippery canal. "Oohh, That’s right." she moaned in his ear. Tom never did let go of her tits hanging out of the top of her pajamas and continued kneading them as he fucked her. Stacy looked down at him through her glasses, smiling.

Stacy smirked as she whispered in his ear, “I think I know something you really want.” Tom was shocked. Being able to fuck her was part of his wildest dreams, what else could he ask for? With that Stacy gingerly raised herself up and allowed Tom's cock to slide out of her pussy. She already missed the feeling of his fullness inside of her. Stacy held her hands in front of her exposed tits hanging out over her top, and took her top off completely.

Tom was shocked. He didn’t think she would expose herself so out in the open like this. She knelt onto the floor, and pulled his lap forwards, exposing his dick even more. “Stay still, sweet boy.” She cooed, and pushed her tits upwards. He gasped as he stared down. Was she going to do what he thought she was going to do?

Within seconds, she fit his cock between her tits, and began to stroke up and down. He let out a groan, and closed his eyes, not able to take the sensations. She began to rock up and down like an expert, and he opened his eyes again, not wanting to miss a second. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He had dreamt about it hundreds – no, thousands – of times, and now his cock was actually between his aunt’s breasts. He saw her work her mouth, and then saw her open her mouth as a wad of drool came out and dropped onto his cock. It mixed with his precum, and made the motion of her tits all the better. He moaned again and began to thrust into her in rhythm to her pumping. “Be a good boy and make mommy proud.” She whispered, almost to herself. He didn’t know the mommy talk would turn him on so much, but he was absolutely loving it. She looked up at him, making such intense eye contact he thought he would cum immediately. He desperately tried to endure, wanting to fuck her thoroughly first before coming himself. His cock must’ve grown an inch from how hard he was. It felt like it was exploding.

It became worse when she began to lick and suck the tip every time he thrusted out of her breasts, making feel a burst of pleasure every time he felt her warm mouth around him. She was such an expert it was driving him wild.

“Let’s move this to the tent.” She said as she stopped abruptly. He nodded like an eager puppy, and followed her. She rushed to her tent, and as she zipped it open Tom quickly followed her, his stiff cock tenting out under his shorts. It was soaked with her saliva and his precum, and looked so proud as it stood erect in the tent.

Stacy zipped the door closed behind them. Tom's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. There was a fair amount of light streaming through the thin nylon tent, and two of the mesh windows were open at the top several inches. So, Tom had plenty of light to watch Aunt Stacy face him, finally remove her glasses, and slide those pajama shorts down.

Stacy posed naked in front of Tom, watching her nephew pull off his shorts and then his boxers. He was surprised at how hairy her pussy was and could fully enjoy her tits and areolas now that they weren’t out in the open. Stacy snuggled up to Tom, and they hugged and kissed standing up naked near the center of the tent. Tom felt his plump dick head slide along her slick entrance.

He ran his hands up and down her back, and then squeezed her big naked ass cheeks. But he couldn't keep his hands off her tits for long, and he eagerly squeezed them. Stacy knelt on her sleeping bag, lied down on the center of it on her back, spread her legs wide, and opened her arms for her nephew. Tom looked down at his inviting naked Aunt, her pink pussy showing amongst her pussy hair, her big white tits sloping just slightly to the sides.

He knelt between her legs and allowed his aunt to take his cock and guide it into her pussy. The air mattress below the sleeping bag was slightly under inflated, and Tom worked to get into a comfortable position. He lay on top of Aunt Stacy's chest, his elbows on either side of her, his hands under his shoulders. And his cock inside her pussy. Stacy closed her big warm thighs around Tom slightly, as Tom got into practice of thrusting his manhood, or rather his teenhood, in and out of her hot wetness.

In no time at all the anxious teen was thrusting rapidly. He rose up once to look down at his aunt's big round tits bobbling and shaking with each thrust, and then laid down on her again. "Ohhhh, that’s a good boy" Stacy whimpered in his ear. "That’s a good big boy! Uhhhh!" She ran her fingers over his shoulders and back, down to his little thrusting bare butt.

"Ohhh, you're just a young stud, aren't you?" Besides the physical pleasures of having a cock in a real pussy and a naked woman beneath him, Tom had a sense of pride that he was able to satisfy his own aunt, an experienced mature woman. He DID feel like a young stud! He thrust faster, learning how to dig in deep with his knees and toes, pressing his cock as deeply into the mature woman's snatch as he could. He wanted her to keep going with the mommy talk, to tell him how much of a good boy he was for being able to satisfy a woman like her. He was really fucking proud of his large dick now. The fucking was so hard the slapping sound could be clearly heard from the outside. The two of them didn’t care if anyone was walking by though. In fact, it was making Tom hornier thinking someone might be able to hear how much his large dick was able to satisfy her.

Stacy seemed to be responding by grunting in an unladylike way and thrusting her own hips. The stuffy tent was causing them to sweat, and he could feel his body sticking to Stacy's. “You’re fucking me so good! Your cock is so big!” "Huh! Unghhh! So fucking huge! Hurrgghhh!" Stacy was having trouble suppressing her grunts and hoarse moans. He had an image at this point, wondering what it would be like if he was fucking her while she was pregnant, with a large tummy bouncing up and down with two swollen milkers that would keep spraying as she fucked him hard.

Tom wondered if anybody else could hear them, but he really didn't care at this point. "UGGGHHH! OHHHHGGH!" Stacy started to thrash her big body around, dragging the slender teen from one side of the air mattress to the other. He sucked on both her fat nipples together, so much that it drove her into a mad orgasm as liquid began to fall onto his cock and her pussy squeezed as tight as it possible could. Tom knew he was close to cumming. He didn't know if he was supposed to announce it or not. He just kept pumping.

Suddenly he felt that familiar feeling that he was going to cum, the slow build-up in his balls, the ache in his shaft. He hit his peak and shot every drop of his young load into Aunt Stacy's welcoming pussy. Stacy clamped her thighs around Tom, shuddered, choked and gasped.

Finally, they both stopped moving. He pulled his dick out of her, making a loud ‘popping’ sound as he did, almost like she didn’t want to let him go. Tom started to get up, but Stacy held him down, as his cock trickled the last of his jism into her pussy. He lay on her naked panting body for a minute, and then she allowed him to roll to the side. Stacy put her arms around him and kissed him passionately, as Tom lay on his back, his greasy dick still sticking up.

Tom looked down at his naked aunt. Her stomach protruded, her thighs were big, her tits hung down her sides, her hair was a mess, and without makeup she looked her age. And in a minute, he'd fuck her again, and any time she wanted. “Maybe I’ll have another son,” she giggled, looking down at the cum leaking from her entrance. It was so much cum leaking out of her, he almost wanted to fuck her again just to teach her not to waste it. Tom looked down. His cock felt like it had tripled in hardness, mimicking steel. That sentence set something off in him, and he now found himself inclined to get his aunt pregnant. Could he really breed his aunt? He knew that he wanted to try. It seemed he had just discovered a new kink.

She looked up at him and gasped, “you’re hard again?” She giggled. “I knew I needed a young man like you. You studs have all the endurance in the world.” She paused. “Want me to clean you up? He stared at her with wide eyes and nodded. She leaned into his cock and began to suck and lick, her tongue lapping up all of the fluids she produced that was mixed in with his cum. He was transfixed just watching her do such a dirty act.

He grinned and pushed her back down, ready for round two.

CHAPTER SIX

After last night's groping and peeping episodes, Carol was fairly determined to not get caught alone with Rick and Billy. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy their attention, but it had gone far enough, too far, surely. She didn't want anybody noticing how much attention they were paying to her, but mostly she was afraid that somebody might see through her façade and guess how much she lusted for her nephews. How she had allowed them to do things that no other male had done since she'd gotten married. Actually, she didn’t think anyone had ever done the things they’d done to her.

So, Carol stayed with groups much of the day. Horseback riding was uneventful, but still enjoyable. There was something about having her legs spread wide around a horse and her crotch pressing against a saddle horn that always got Carol, admittedly, aroused. And with her big tits bouncing along the trail under her tight t-shirt, which kept her nipples hard much of the time, it seemed like Rick and Billy spent a lot of time looking back at her instead of on their own mounts.

Then again, it seemed like all of the stable hands, her other nephew Jason, and even her own son Tom, were staring at her bouncing breasts. Maybe she was just imagining it all, that the attention from Rick and Billy made her feel more attractive. But her boobs did bounce so much during that hour in the saddle that they were a little tender afterwards. Not that she minded, she was feeling more like a queen than ever before, like her body deserved all the attention men were giving her.

What those two didn’t know was that she was still able to lactate after all these years. She would have to press cotton pads into her bra to keep the leaking from showing. And at the beach that afternoon, with the husbands along today, she didn't even go out into the water. Oddly, neither did her sisters-in-law Julie and Stacy.

There were more stares from the boys, and she couldn't help looking at Rick and Billy in their bathing trunks through her sunglasses, but she kept her distance from them. It was Carol's turn to start dinner that evening, and so mid-afternoon she announced that she was going to walk the mile back from the beach to the camp and begin preparing.

She started walking alone, wearing a t-shirt and shorts over her pink bathing suit, gym shoes and no socks. As she thought about Rick and Billy, she contemplated lying down in her tent when she got back and masturbating a bit. But as she neared the campground, she looked back and spotted the familiar forms of Rick and Billy, catching up to her. Damn! Now what would she do? What will THEY do?

Carol hurried to her tent. Instead of a leisurely masturbation session, she decided she better get changed quickly and start dinner and stay in the open. She quickly zipped herself up into her tent. The mesh windows were open a bit at the top to allow air during the day. Carol didn't waste time zipping them up, despite last night's voyeur episode.

She hunted for her bra and panties, but by the time she found them, she saw through the mesh window that Rick and Billy were in the campsite. She zipped the window facing the campsite completely up, leaving the rear one that faced the woods open just a bit. Carol faced the door, and quickly removed her shoes and dropped her shorts off. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head.

Standing in her pink one-piece bathing suit, with her back to the rear window, she lowered the straps of her suit, pulled it down her torso until she was topless, and then began tugging it down her butt. Carol had her suit half-way down her thighs, bent at the waist, when she looked back and saw the two boys staring at her again, this time as she bent over and mooned her white ass at them, her pubic hair likely visible between her legs.

Carol gasped and tried to quickly pull up her bathing suit again, hearing their familiar giggles. "Oh, you... BOYS!" Carol sat down on the edge of her air mattress and fumbled with her shorts.

She heard the door zipping open. "Did you call us?" joked Rick.

"I'm DRESSING!" Carol whispered hoarsely.

"I thought you were calling us," said Rick as he popped his head into the tent.

"NO!" Rick and Billy entered the tent and stood over their aunt sitting on the edge of her sleeping bag and air mattress in her bathing suit, her long legs spread open. Billy started zipping the door closed behind them. "Billy!" whispered Carol. "Please leave! I'm undressing!" She couldn't stand up because her shorts were tangled in her feet.

"Go ahead," replied Rick.

"NO!" She was getting frustrated at this point. Didn’t the two boys know this was wrong? She was their aunt!

"You didn't say 'no' last night," said Rick.

"Or in the lake," said Billy.

"I DID say no in the lake." Her nude body jiggled as she fumbled with her clothes, trying to cover up against their prying eyes. Rick sat down on the edge of the mattress, on Carol's right.

"You didn't say 'no' like you meant it." Rick was joined by Billy, who sat on her left side. Rick put his hand up onto Carol's bare shoulder.

Carol just turned her head. "No, this is wrong!" But she didn't push his hand away. Nor did she push away Billy's hand when he touched her left shoulder.

The boys had been sporting tighter speedos on that day. This really put Carol at a disadvantage as she realized they were completely alone. She could see the outlines of their cocks against the fabric. It was already getting harder, and with the combination of being still wet from the beach, it was too juicy to not stare yet. She felt a weakness come over her, with her body telling her she desperately wanted it.

She imagined their hard cocks burrowed deep inside of her, two-timing her as she moaned as loud as she wanted to because her husband could barely care to touch her anymore.

Rick gingerly grabbed Carol's right bathing suit shoulder strap, and pulled it off her shoulder, letting it hang down her arm. Billy mirrored Rick's move with her left strap. Carol had her hands back behind her on the sleeping bag, supporting her weight as she sat on the edge of the mattress with her legs spread. She looked down at the white inside lining of her suit straps, like she was helpless to pull them up again. "No, Rick," she whimpered.

But Rick was in no mood to take such a feeble "no" for an answer. He carefully reached up again, grabbed the bathing suit top on her right side with just his thumb and forefinger, and slowly peeled it down. Carol only leaned back, as if she were tied up, as if she were helpless, while her milky white right breast was exposed.

Billy did the same to the left side of her suit, and soon the suit was pulled down south of her breasts, the top turned inside out and hanging upside down on her torso, its white lining turned inside out. Rick and Billy took a moment to admire their aunt's big tits close-up. “Why don’t you say we get these milkers flowing?”

Then, they each reached out with one hand and began caressing them. Carol simply looked down at them with a frightened look on her face. But as they played with her nipples, tugging on them until they were long and hard and her areolas were puckered, she threw her head back and shivered. She could feel a stream of milk coming to the forefront. "Rick, they're real soft, like water balloons!" said Billy.

"But they're really heavy, see?" Replied Rick as he palmed her right tit and lifted it up and down. Billy did the same to her left tit. While they played with her, they talked to each other like she wasn't there, making comments on her body. She didn't care if these two bad boys disrespected her, as long as they didn't stop. In fact, she was getting more turned on the more they disrespected her.

She was no longer in any mood or condition to push them out of the tent. She moaned shyly, how could she tell them that she wanted to get fucked by them, without telling them outwardly? Rick and Billy leaned over and placed their lips on Carol's tits, the twins seemed to always be able to read each other at once. Carol looked down to see the two brothers kissing and sucking on her breasts as she leaned back on her hands, thrusting her heaving chest out. She was feeling insanely horny, and her legs rubbed together as she got increasingly wet. Her body told her she needed something inside her, rough and fast, as quickly as possible. With that thought alone, her milk began flowing heavily, and she nursed the surprised boys. They seemed to find it hot and began sucking even harder on her milky breasts, tugging on her sensitive nipples.

She shivered involuntarily at the erotic sensation. Billy was the first to place a hand on her thigh and run it up to her crotch. He rubbed the protruding mound over her bathing suit crotch. Carol arched her hips up to meet the pleasurable rubbing. The arching was enough to pump out her warm, milky liquids. The boys stopped to admire the phenomenon. They both moved back to study it, as her milk spurted out of her and dripped down her body, making her bathing suit dirty. She was about to look for something to clean it up, but the boys pushed her down and began to lick the breast from her nipples down to her belly and swimming suit. She grabbed onto their heads, not wanting them to stop even for a second. She moaned and squirmed beneath them, and even more milk came out.

They began to suck on her nipples again, and she pushed them even harder against her, smooshing their face into her soft tits. They sucked so hard it was bordering on pain, but she still wanted more. “How does it feel sucking mommy’s tits?” She cooed.

“You’re so delicious, Carol.” Billy said, and urgently put his mouth back on her tits. When they finally pulled away, she could see distinct bruising marks. She gasped, having never been bruised like this before. She knew she was missing out on real sex.

“You boys have grown up so much from when I first met you.” She said, almost to herself. “And now your cocks are fully grown and larger than I’ve ever seen before.” I can’t wait until they’re inside me, she thought.

The two boys climbed up even closer to her, and Rick tentatively placed his lips against hers. She almost gasped out at his gentleness, but as soon as she let him in, he opened his mouth, and forced his tongue into her. She felt like a complete slut as her tongue swirled against his, with his twin brother still eagerly sucking on her tits. She pushed into both of them as she eagerly devoured Rick’s lips. He tasted hot and delicious, and she wanted more. When he pulled away, she looked down at Billy, like she wanted his lips as well.

He seemed to get the message, and the twins switched positions, with Billy pressing his lips against hers. He pushed her down even further into her bedspread, and his saliva swirled against hers as they moaned into each other’s mouths. His boyish scent was so delicious.

The boys moved back at once, and she looked in their eyes to see them both dilated and dark with their intensified lust. Rick and Billy both began to forcefully tug her bathing suit down her torso. To Carol's own surprise, she didn't stop them. Even more to her surprise, when they got it down to her bellybutton, she laid back on the sleeping bag, arched her hips, lifted her ass off the ground, and allowed them to slide the suit completely off of her bottom.

Billy yanked the garment down off her legs, and Carol laid back on her sleeping bag naked for her two nephews. As Rick and Billy pulled off their shirts and swimming trunks, Carol kneeled down below them. She then began playing with her breasts, pinching and squeezing to coax more milk out. She had the titty milk dripping and flowing down over her body, and the boys went absolutely nuts over the sight.

“Do you like what you see?” She teased, and the back of her mind was almost shocked at the words coming out of her. “Do you like the taste of mommy’s milk?”

The two boys nodded eagerly. “You’re so sweet and milky, Carol.” Billy said, and she looked down to look at his cock, which seemed to agree with him. She couldn’t believe how enormous they both were, and wondered if she could tell who is bigger? Billy's was surrounded by blonde hair similar to Carol's husband's pubes. Rick's cock had a tuft of yellow-orange pubic hair above his, significantly lighter than the red hair on his head. Both of their cocks looked impressively large, monstrous, and wild looking, even, especially on their smaller frames. She was hungry for those phenomenal cocks, ready for them to use and abuse her as they pleased.

She peered up at their swords and watched the precum ooze from the tips. The boys shared a knowing look and each grabbed their cock in their hand. She almost shivered from how desperately she wanted them inside of her holes. All of her holes. She couldn’t believe a woman like her could get them this hard, it made her feel even more like a vixen. They then guided their cocks to Carol’s face, spreading the precum and painting over her pretty smile, her cheeks, and chin. Rick slid his cock into her mouth, slowly easing his way in before exiting. She moaned at the sensation of her mouth being stretched out. They smelled so hot and manly, their pheromones concentrated on their cocks. It made her head feel dizzy, and made her want more. She breathed in, trying to suck as much of their smell as possible.

Billy followed suit, slipping all the way in, and then back out again. She could barely tell who’s dick as who’s anymore, she only looked up at them like a woman in heat, taking anything they would give her. Billy shoved Rick away and said, “I want her throat first.” She didn’t care who she had, and just wanted one of them inside of her, though she was feeling quite flattered that they were willing to fight for her. Billy shoved his dick inside of her again, and the size was almost overwhelming at first. With just one thrust, her jaw was sore and propped open. She couldn’t help but let some drool drip down her face, mixing in with her breast milk, which was now really dirtying the tent with the sheer quantity of it. Rick, now watching, swirled his finger into the milk and absentmindedly put some in his mouth, like he was addicted to the taste.

Billy continued to fuck her mouth, his hands around her face as he shoved in and out of her. She made loud choking sounds he face fucked her, not caring if anyone could hear anymore. Rick, now impatient for his turn, pushed Billy out of the way. He grabbed her face like she was a toy and shoved his equally large dick in. She was ready this time, and her mouth was as wide as she could make it as she took him in, her mouth generating more and more saliva as it dripped down her body.

This left Carol’s pussy a soaking mess, needy for the attention of the enormity of these cocks. She began pulling and tugging on her nipples, loving the feeling of the milk spurting out of them and falling over her body. Her lonely cunt was screaming for attention. She really hoped they wouldn’t both cum in her mouth, and leave her needy and soaking. She didn’t think she would be able to handle it. She couldn’t even fit half of the size in her mouth but needed to know how much her pussy could really handle. She laid on the bed, propping herself between the pillows. The boys seemed to get the message, and both decided to stop fucking her mouth for the time being.

Rick and Billy layed down on their sides on either side of Carol. Rick leaned over with his smirking face and made out with her again, groping her tits as he encouraged more milk to come out. Billy went back to suckling on her full jugs, lapping away at the already spilled milk, and rubbed her pussy over her thick triangle of brown pubic hair.

His thin fingers roamed over her needy skin. Carol reached down with both hands and found their two impressive hard-ons. Damn, did they have hairy cocks! Their whole bodies were so much smaller than her husband's. She stroked both firm, throbbing shafts in unison.

“Ever since you two started resembling men, I have wanted nothing more than what is happening now,” she smiled. Revealing to them what she already knew deep inside. “It didn’t help that the other mom wanted your cousins.” Billy worked his finger into Carol's lonely, soaking wet slit, moaning at the idea of having a big orgy with all the moms and his cousins, and slid his middle digit rapidly in and out of her extremely wet pussy. The idea of this incestuous display alone nearly brought her to orgasm, but her body was instead making it slowly build. “I’ve wanted to mommy-fuck you for so long now.” She said, making the boys think about doing just that.

Carol moaned in Rick’s mouth as he continued to kiss her.. Billy slid down and knelt between Carol's legs. He buried his face between her thighs and licked into her forest of pubic hair until he found her slit. He licked up and down and back and forth, causing more moans and whimpers from his aunt. She couldn’t believe they still weren’t fucking her at this point. How much did she have to beg for it?

Rick stopped kissing Carol and moved his body up. He thrust his crotch into her face, lying on his side. He grabbed the back of Carol's head by her hair and pulled it towards his massive, swollen, red cock.

"Uh," Carol whimpered as her only objection, but then immediately opened her mouth and let the enormity of his teen dick head try to slide between her lips. What a whore she had become. While her younger nephew ate her pussy, her older nephew fucked her face, this time with wild abandon. Carol wasn't used to losing complete control during sex like this, especially with two boys, whose combined ages were nowhere near her own age. Somehow it was so erotic letting these "bad" boys have their way with her. She fucking needed it.

Billy slid his body further up between Carol's legs and began to insert his red cock into her pussy. Carol again had a second of hesitation, but then opened her legs wider, and felt the dull thick tool slide easily into her wide aged pussy. Billy leaned up on his hands as he thrust into her pussy. Carol continued to turn her head and suck off Rick. She was being spit-roasted, and she fucking loved it.

"Mmmphhh! Mrphhhll!" Carol tried to moan as she sucked Rick's cock. "MMMMMHHHO!" Rick reached down and felt her right tit, and Billy reached down and grabbed her left one. Both boys were quite rough, tugging on her nipples, and pinching her tit flesh hard. Carol found it quite erotic. They lapped up the stream of milk that had fallen from her firm nipples. It was even more sensitive now from all the abuse, and she couldn’t stop moaning away at the sensations. Gods, she loved when men were rough with her nipples. They greedily pushed one another away. Rick began to pull her face more rapidly into his cock. She tried to keep up to the speed he wanted, but his dick was poking the back of her throat. "Guck! Guck! Guck!" Were the sounds emitting from her throat.

“Choke on my cock you mommy-slut.” Rick demanded, his eyes rolling back from how good she made him feel. She loved the dirty talk, and wanted them to do more of it.

Her nose was being tickled by that strange yellow-orange pubic hair, and she struggled not to gag over the ridiculous length. “I’m going to cum deep inside of your throat, and you’re going to take it like the slut that you are.” He grabbed onto her hair as he thrusted even harder, and she prepared herself for the evitable shot of cum. It came so suddenly she made a squeal of surprise, his dick expanded even more than before as she gagged and choked on it, getting slobber over the entire length. Rick firmly held her head onto his cock, until every last drop had been unloaded between her teeth. He wasn’t letting her go anywhere.

It dribbled out of Carol's mouth and down her face and chin, onto her neck and sleeping bag. Rick withdrew his cock, and let Carol lie back, gurgling jism, as Billy fucked her. Carol was reaching the peak of her approaching orgasm quickly. "Make this pussy cum boys, make me cum, make me cummmmmm. Oh god that feels so fucking good. Make mommy feel good, Billy.”" She squealed as it finally happened, wet hot squirt flying through the air, mostly hitting Billy’s thrusting abdomen. Unlike the last time where there was only a small spot of wetness, there was now a large puddle. Anybody within the vicinity of the campsite would have heard her, and she didn’t even care.

Carol gyrated and twisted, practically throwing the little Billy off of her body. But Billy hung in there as she shuddered and spasmed through her entire orgasm, before unloading his own cum deep inside of her pussy. Carol lay back on the sleeping bag, panting, in tears as all of her emotions fell out of her.

But within moments, Billy was laying on his back at the top of the air mattress. "Suck MY dick, Carol," he ordered with his newly-changed voice. Carol turned over and got on her knees, lowered her head, and dropped her lips down onto Billy's shaft. For the first time ever, she tasted her own pussy juice and squirt intermingled with a man's (boy's) cum. She sucked hard with all the skill and passion she could muster, as the reality of the situation came into focus, and she didn't know when, if ever, she would again have a chance to have sex with a pair of horny teenage boys. She knew she wanted more of it, she never wanted to stop.

She decided to make the most of it, and she also felt it important to show the boys that she was good in bed. Rick got up and knelt behind Carol, as she stuck her mature ass up in the air and blew Billy. Rick stroked his cock a few times, slid it around her butt for a minute, and then slid it into her slick gaping pussy.

Carol sucked Billy rapidly as Rick slapped his pelvis hard into her butt, a noise that could likely be heard from quite a ways away, too. The older brother fucked her hard and furious, but Carol knew that he had just cum, and could be back there a long time. Billy reached down and felt her dangling right tit, and Rick reached around her and felt her left one.

Carol was enjoying the experience, when Billy announced, "I want to fuck her again." Rick stopped fucking her. "Shit," said Rick. "OK, Carol, move up and fuck Billy’s cock now." Billy scooted down under Carol's long body. When he was in position, she lowered her sloppy pussy down onto his slick dick, spread her legs wide, straddled him, and fucked him from on top.”How does my pussy feel, Billy?” She asked in a sultry voice.

“Feels fucking fantastic.” He replied, and gave her a loud slap against her ass, she moaned and ground into him more. Billy reached up with both hands and felt her big dangling tits, and then took the right one into his mouth and sucked it as it hung down. Just as Carol had gotten into a comfortable position, Rick pushed her down firmly onto Billy. Rick mounted Carol from behind her, getting up on his feet, and began stabbing her butt crack with his slippery dick.

He opened the crack and began working his dick head into her asshole. "UHHHH!" Carol moaned. She had never allowed her husband to do this, nothing had ever entered her ass before, and he wasn’t even trying to lube it at all. "UNNGGG!" Rick had worked in the head, and was working his shaft in, inch by inch. He had thought her pussy was tight, but her ass was unreal. Carol's teen nephew was taking her virgin ass. It was smooth and clamped around his dick like she never wanted to let him go.

Eventually Rick and Billy and Carol got into some kind of rhythm where they were all getting pleasure from the double-penetration fucking. Despite the pain, Carol had never felt the sensation of having her ass lanced by anything. The two dick heads were in close proximity to each other way down deep inside Carol somewhere, and it was an indescribable sensation for the mature woman. She felt fuller than she’d ever been in her entire life, and knew she was addicted.

"UNNNGG! UNNNNGG! You two boys are tearing me apartttt" Carol grunted. The three sweaty sticky bodies were stuck together in the warm tent. "URRRGGGGHH!" Carol began a long violent orgasm, even more intense than the one she had just experienced moments before. She tried to thrash and gyrate, but the boy's body on top of her kept her in place. She wasn’t even aware of where she was anymore. The only thing her head could think of was the hard cocks deep inside of her.

Rick fucked her ass faster and faster. Her cheek was plastered against Billy's sweating young face, her tits stuck to him with perspiration. "UNNGUNNGGUNNGG!" Carol felt Billy squirt jism into her pussy, followed almost immediately by the strange new sensation of Rick's liquid gushing deep in her asshole. Carol shuddered and shook uncontrollably through her second orgasm, her squirt landing in the puddle from earlier, only adding to it. It now contained a mixture of saliva, breast milk, and her cum.

The three of them lay still, their bodies stuck together. Rick and Billy started chuckling. At first Carol found it insulting. But then she started chuckling, too. She felt like a dirty slut, but she felt happy. Maybe the most joyous she'd ever felt in her life.

“How did it feel to have your dicks finally inside me?” She teased.

Rick grinned as wide as he possibly could and said, “even better than we imagined. Right, Billy?” He nudged his brother.

Billy was still panting from the excursion, and could only nod in response. “You two boys grew up so fast, becoming so large and strong. I never would’ve thought…” She said, almost to herself. To her surprise, the twins actually blushed at the compliment.

She could barely move, and continued to lay there with them, not really caring if anyone else came back to camp. From their giant dicks spreading her out, her holes now felt used and abused, leaving them big and gaping and wanting more of their thick potent cum. The boys shifted over and looked at her pussy, playing with it a bit as they pulled it open. They seemed mesmerized by what their large cocks have done to her, spreading her so much more than she’d ever been. They grinned like they wanted to do it again. She didn’t want to hide what she wanted anymore. She was going to fuck these boys again, whether they liked it or not.

To her surprise, they were already beginning to get hard again as they studied her pussy and ass, which were both completely covered in her wet juices. She knew she wanted more, and didn’t even ask the twins as she mounted one of them, sliding her gaping pussy into him as she flipped her hair back. “I love how ready you are for me all the time.” She teased. “It makes mommy happy.”

Billy, the one she mounted, grabbed her waist and began to fuck her underneath her. She loved the sensation of bouncing on top of him, making her look like the slut she really was. Her large titties were going wild as they dropped up and down from the momentum, and she began to play with them, producing even more milk.

The appearance of more milk got Rick going, and he moved to latch onto her right breast, sucking as he pushed her hand aside to play with the other one. “God, I love when you boys suck on my tiddies. It makes me feel like I’m a mom again.” She could barely get the words out from the amount Billy was fucking her from underneath.

She felt bad for leaving Rick out, especially since he was sucking on her tiddies so well, so she began to stroke his dick, making sure he was feeling just as much pleasure as she was. “Your hands feel so good, Carol.” Rick moaned, pushing his large dick even further into her hands.

“I’ve had lots of experience.” She giggled, then let out a loud moan as Billy gave her a particularly hard thrust. “Mmmph… baby that’s so good.”

She used her free hand to play with her own clit, wanting to get over the edge as soon as she could. She couldn’t believe she was about to cum a third time that day. “Billy… please fuck mommy harder. Use your strong young cock… mmmpph.” Her eyes rolled back as she began to increase the rhythm of both her hands. The boys grunted and moaned underneath her, both clearly in ecstasy. Rick could barely even latch onto her nipples any longer. “I’m cumming!” She announced, and felt her pussy clench Billy so hard it felt like it never wanted to let go.

“Ugh… Carol. You’re squeezing me so tight!” Billy cried out as well, and she could feel his dick harden like steel as he continued to pound, making her shoot off of him from the rhythm. They finished cumming at the same time, and Carol focused all her attention on Rick, giving him licks on the tip of his rock hard head as she stroked as fast as she possibly could. He came almost immediately as well, shooting his load down her throat, making her swallow faster than she’d ever done.

“You’ve made me so proud, boys.” She said as she grinned, laying back down on the bed. Gods, she was completely spent, and she felt like her inner slut has been completely unleashed.

She wasn’t on any birth control, as she barely fucked her husband anyways, and she could practically feel their sperm entire her womb and impregnate her. The fun part was, she didn’t even mind if it actually happened. In fact, it made her wetter knowing she might be a mommy again.

CHAPTER SEVEN

That evening after dinner, Carol had more than one drink. It seemed like everybody needed a lot to drink, certainly Stacy, and especially Julie, who was often a big drinker. Carol was relaxed and satisfied. She'd fixed dinner and left it to others to clean up, and she made Rick and Billy promise not to openly pursue her for the rest of the trip. If they were going to continue this, they would do it in secret.

This was the last night camping, and it was customary that most of the family stayed up later. The three husbands were situated around the campfire drinking beer. The girls were playing a board game at the picnic table. And the four boys said they were going down to the lake for a while.

The three women accompanied each other to the showers and were now clean and mellow. Carol wondered if she should talk to the women about what had happened to her, but thought better of it. She was worried they would judge her, despite being teased about it the whole trip so far.

When Julie went to get more beer out of the back of her SUV, she announced, "Oh, oh! I think we have a problem! There was another case of beer back here an hour ago, and it's gone now." She looked around. "Where are the boys?" Carol instinctively sobered up a little. She wasn't a heavy drinker herself, and she was strictly against teen drinking. She wasn't going to sit idly by and let Tom drink. She was the strictest parent of them all.

"Let's go find them," said Carol. Without telling their husbands exactly why they were leaving, Stacy announced to them, "We're going to go look for the boys." The three husbands acknowledged her announcement, and then returned to their conversation. With their own stash of beer, the husbands would be happy there until late, and oblivious to anything else going on.

The three wives headed down a path that they thought the boys took down to the lake. It wasn't by the beach, but a secluded, rocky spot away from the campground. In a few minutes they got to the shore but didn't see the boys. They continued down the shore silently. Finally, they heard some voices, coming from around the bend.

They crept up and stayed out of sight. They saw two figures in the dusk, chest-deep in the still lake water. Carol instantly recognized Tom, and the other appeared to be Jason. A moment later, two more figures emerged from a clump of shrubs near the shore. They were stark naked.

Carol recognized Rick and Billy, having seen them naked before. Rick's yellow-orange pubic hair in particular was unmistakable. Seeing it again made Carol subconsciously lick her lips to see if there were any still in her mouth to spit out. Rick and Billy must have let the other two know. They discussed amongst themselves their experiences with the family. "They're skinny dipping," whispered Stacy.

"Should we go get them? How do we get them out?", asked Carol.

"I'll go get them!", quipped Stacy. Carol and Julie both knew she was suggesting that she wanted to go walk up and see them naked.

"Let's go steal their clothes!" whispered the intoxicated Julie. Carol thought she was joking and was about to say something when

"Yeah, let's!" said her Stacy. Before Carol could stop them, the two tipsy moms crept around through the shrubs to the spot where they saw Rick and Billy emerge.

There was a clear patch of grass inside the clump of shrubs. Carol recognized the blanket laid out over the grass as an old blanket of hers she used for the beach. On top of it were four piles of clothes, the missing case of beer, and a few empty beer cans. Julie and Stacy quickly scooped up the clothes and stashed them behind a tree a few feet into the woods.

Then they emerged from the shrubs, and headed for the shore. "Yoo hoo, hi boys!" Called Julie to the four startled teens.

"We've got your clothes!" Called Stacey.

"Come on out," said Julie. "We're waiting." There was a pause as the four boys looked at each other and ascertained the situation, staying covered in deep water.

"OK, give us our clothes," called Jason.

"No, you come and get them," laughed Julie. After another moment, Rick called his mom's bluff. "OK, you asked for it, I'm coming out." He began wading into shore. Carol's body shivered as she once again saw Rick's hairy dick, not completely hard but nearly full-sized, hanging between his legs and swinging back and forth as he strutted towards her from the lake.

Right behind him, a grinning Billy also approached the shore, and walked out strutting his hard meat, completely erect, perpendicular to his body, and pointing straight out at the women. Rick and Billy's mom, Julie, just stood with her hands on her hips, looking at her naked sons. Carol was already wet thinking about how it felt with both of them inside of her, she could feel it throbbing as blood rushed into the surface.

Stacy let out an audible "Hubba Hubba!" to show her approval of the two teens' naked display. "Well, you two boys might as well come out, too," Carol called to Jason and Tom. Jason, the tallest and broadest of the four, climbed out of the water. For the first time, Carol saw her other nephew naked.

He also sported a lot of hair over his cock, which hypnotized her the way it swung back and forth. Just when she didn't think the vacation could get any better, it did. More fantasy material, she thought. Then right behind Jason came Carol's son Tom, whom she was now observing naked for the first time in many years.

She couldn't help but to gawk at her boy's natural form. Of course, the part that had changed most since he was a toddler was his cock, hanging down and covered with a big tuft of hair, a thick patch of strawberry blonde curls like his father's. Carol couldn't help but twinge with both pride and eroticism. That was her boy.

Then she stopped herself. But deep within her, beyond rationale and reason, she felt herself lean into the idea a little more. She looked up once again, and Tom took notice of her eyes. The wives retreated to the grassy area in the shrubs again, where the boys had retreated, expecting to find their clothes.

The boys had no towels, and so they simply stood up to air-dry or sat down on the blanket. Julie whispered, "Don't give them their clothes back!" She reached over to the case of beer, grabbed a beer can, and popped it open. "Anybody else want a beer?"

"I do," called Rick. Julie paused for a minute, and then handed a beer to her naked son. Julie seemed to be transfixed as well, and her eyes directly stared all all four boys’ cocks, especially her own son’s. She hadn’t imagined it before, but was proud it was just has thick as the other teenagers. She desperately wanted to touch them, and could feel herself get horny thinking about it.

Stacy was in the same boat, staring at her own son’s cock. She had seen its outline with his speedos before, but had never thought it would be so bushy and proud, even without being erect. She almost licked her lips as she continued to stare. When Julie passed the beer to her own son, Stacy followed as well, and the other three boys grabbed beers. When Tom grabbed a beer, a befuddled Carol took one. Didn’t the women come down there to prevent them from drinking? Carol supposed it was better for them to do it with proper supervision. And it’s not like Tom wouldn’t have done it anyway.

It was a strange sensation sitting around on a blanket with two other women and four naked young men. Carol didn't know where to look. But she couldn't help looking at the teens and their massive meat sticks. All four teens. All four had deep tans except from their waistline to mid-thigh, and that seemed to draw Carol's eyes to their white butts and crotches like a beacon. The boys were now getting hard too, from all the attention the women were giving them. All three women didn’t even try to hide their staring any longer. Carol felt like she was going into heat, with all her pheromones making her dizzy. She wished she was on her knees with them fucking her mouth again. She was still so sore, and her nipples were still bruised, but she wanted more.

"Damn, Tom, you're well hung," said Julie, breaking the silence. Carol wasn’t even shocked at someone saying that about her son in front of her.

Tom, standing next to Julie with a now-hard dick, just blushed a "thanks." Julie reached out and grabbed it and gave it a yank. Tom looked over at his mom. Carol didn't know what to say. She couldn't punish Julie for admiring her son when Carol had sex with Julie's sons earlier that day.

"And a nice butt, too," added Stacy, who reached over and gave Tom's ass a squeeze. Carol wondered just for a second how it felt against Stacy’s hands. They must be so smooth with his young body.

"All of you boys look hot," said Stacy, patting Rick and Billy's bare butts, too. "Don't you agree, Carol?" To Stacy, the boys looked like big bulls ready to breed some mares. She felt her body heat up just thinking about it.

Carol just blurted, "Uh, yes!" And then went back to sipping on her beer.

Jason gave them a dramatic shiver as he said, “It was warmer in the water. If you're not going to give me my clothes back, I'm going back in the water. Julie had chugged her beer.

"I'm ready to skinny dip. Let's go, Jason!" Jason looked over at his mom Stacy, and when she didn’t say anything, he nodded his agreement.

With that, Julie was tugging at her t-shirt, pulling it off her head to expose her favorite lingerie set underneath. She kicked off her shoes, and dropped her shorts, revealing the matching navy blue lace underwear underneath. She had planned on using this set to seduce the boys later, and had no idea it was so perfectly timed. The blue lace was almost completely see through, and so tight her areolas could be seen through the fabric. She loved the way it hugged her curves. She reached behind and unhooked her bra and dropped it on the blanket. Her big white globes hung freely. Then she slid her panties off and stood naked. Carol, no slouch in the breast department, couldn't help feeling a twinge of excitement and admiration at her stepsister's breasts, and her uninhibited manner of exposing them to teen boys.

Then she remembered that one of those teens was her own son. She looked over at Tom, whose jaw had dropped and was unabashedly gawking at his naked aunt. His cock was straight out and bright red. Carol stared at it some more. Unlike his father's cock, which curved down slightly, Tom's cock had just a slight upturned curve, which for some reason made it look bigger, or better.

Carol couldn't take her eyes off it. She could feel her clit ache with a guilty pleasure that she couldn’t help but revel in. She wanted her clit to be touched so, so badly. She wondered if she could just walk off and give herself a quick orgasm. Maybe no one would notice.

"Let's go, Jason." Julie grabbed Jason's arm and led him off toward the lake. Stacy looked over at Tom, too. She suddenly pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra. She didn't have Julie's overall figure, but her breasts were just as impressive. She had a slightly round tummy from being a mommy, but still looked sexy nonetheless. Enough that the boys couldn’t stop staring as she took her clothes off, revealing her body. She pulled off her shorts and red panties with a bow on the front, giggling, and soon was also naked in front of Tom and Rick and Billy. "Your turn, Carol," said Stacy.

Carol blushed. "I'll stay here."

"Come on, Carol, let's go swimming," said Rick., he seemed to know she had a really hard time saying no to them, especially with the precum now dripping out of their swollen cocks, making her mouth water.

"Yeah, c'mon," said Billy. Carol glanced at her son. She might have been tempted if her son wasn't there.

"C'mon, mom, let's skinny-dip! Don’t be shy now. I walked into the tent early this morning and saw something very interesting", said a smiling Tom. Carol knew exactly what he was talking about – the squirt puddle. Dammit… if he already knew, was there a point in hiding it?

"Hurry up! Let's go!" Carol blushed and looked at her naked son, as he coaxed her to strip naked. She'd had just enough alcohol and figured he was right, what was there to be shy about now? She stepped out of her shoes and tugged off her shorts. Carol hadn’t known this was going to happen, and had worn a swimming suit she had packed underneath her clothes, as she no longer had any more underwear for the trip. She was wearing a pair of tight turquoise swimming bottoms with polka dots, now exposed to the waning sunlight. It was pulled up so much into her ass almost her entire cheeks were exposed. This was the most her son had ever seen her, and it was a strange feeling. "I'll just wade like this." She wasn’t sure if she could allow herself to totally let go. The suit was already revealing a lot, but covering her bush.

"All of it," said Tom. She gulped and pulled off her shirt, showing the rest of the skimpy bikini set, a turquoise bra with a frilly outline. Her cleavage was clearly evident, and looked like they were practically going to spill out. "Maybe I'll just go in this.” This outfit should be enough for them, right? She shifted her foot from right to left, not liking all the attention that was on her.

"No, all of it. Don't be a spoil sport," said an impatient and naked Stacy.

Reluctantly, but with a wave of eroticism at stripping in front of a group of people, Carol dropped her panties off, showing her hairy bush to her son. She blushed furiously, she was such a mature woman with her leaking tits and her large bush, she knew this was so inappropriate.

Then she unhooked her bra in back, and pulled it off her chest, letting her large white breasts feel the cool air on them. Her nipples were already rock hard, with goose bumps dotting her areolas. "Oh, nice," said Stacy.

"Geez, mom, they're HUGE!" Exclaimed Tom.

"They sure are," said Rick and Billy in unison. Not only were they huge, but they were still full of her sweet milk. She imagined the twins sucking on her breasts, nursing from her as she toyed with their giant cocks, stroking with two hands to acclimate their hefty size. Talk about hung like a horse (or hung like horses)! All these boys have no business being so huge. Their sizes are making these women absolutely feral, pining for a rough, hard fuck. She could see the glistening mounds of the other two women, like they were ready to be fucked as well. She felt better knowing she wasn’t the only one reacting to such large cocks.

The whole group headed towards the water. As they slowly walked down the rocky beach and into the cold water, Carol was aware of Tom's stares at her swaying breasts and long hard nipples as he walked right next to her. She instinctively held in her stomach and thrust her chest out to make her body look as shapely as possible. If she was going to expose her body like this, she might as well look good doing it.

Certainly, the erections on the four boys betrayed arousal on their part. Julie and Jason were already in the water, and as Carol worked her way into the cold water, she could see that they were hugging naked under the water. Wow! The groups of aunts and nephews paired off as they had before.

Carol was reluctant to let Rick and Billy near her again in view of her son and their mom. But as she watched Julie playing with Jason in deep water, and Stacy now hugging Carol's own son, she didn't make a fuss as Rick and Billy approached her and fondled her naked tits just below the water line. But despite enjoying Rick and Billy again, Carol looked over at her own son, who was clearly fondling his aunt's big breasts, as well as kissing her.

Has Tom had a history with Stacy? There was something deeply erotic about watching her son making out with a mature woman, seeing their mouths parted, tongues darting wildly. There was also a twinge of jealousy as Carol wanted similar treatment from Tom. Did she really just think that? She felt as if she was going mad.

Julie led Jason over towards Stacy and Tom. "I want to play with Tom, too," Julie announced loud enough for Carol to hear, only making the taboo jealousy grow. Tom released one of Stacy's breasts and felt one of Julie's. Now Carol's son was fondling two of his aunts!

Jason, being released by Julie, reached over and felt his own mom's bare tit. "You got big boobs, too, mom," he said.

"And you have a big cock," muttered Stacy, who appeared to be reaching out for her son's cock under the water.

Now her other sister-in-law was fondling her own son! Somehow Carol and Rick and Billy drifted towards the rest of the group. Rick suddenly became interested in his Aunt Stacy and began fondling her tit. Stacy allowed him to, tugging on his cock. When Jason's young dick got released from his mom's double grip, he turned towards Carol.

The brawny boy simply reached out and felt her naked tit under the water. Now Billy joined his brother playing with Stacy. This gave Carol and Jason free access to each other. Jason felt both of Carol's swollen knobs and rubbed her ass and pussy under the water. He was met with a leak springing from her nipples. Carol squeezed his ass, just a few feet away from his mom, and then felt his hard cock and balls.

She leaned over and kissed him. Their mouths swirled against each other as they pulled closer, hungry for more. Carol felt her whole body heat up with pure lust. When Carol looked up, she saw Julie and Tom intertwined. Julie was thrusting in and out, with her arms wrapped tightly around Tom. Tom was arching his back under the water and appeared to be humping into his aunt. Oh my God, Tom is having sex with Julie! Right in front of his own mother. Carol continued to watch with mixed emotions as her son had got laid before her very own eyes. Again, she couldn't really scold either one, considering her history with Julie's boys. Her pussy pulsed with awe and sore horniness. Julie moaned aggressively, rocking her hips into Tom and creating waves in the mostly still water.

“Tom, please, stretch my pussy out,” she gasped, “give me your cousin, sweetie,” she giggled at the idea. This made Tom even more animalistic. He growled in possessiveness, and then pounded her even harder than before. The water sprayed onto Carol as she continued to watch, feeling more and more jealous at how it looked. Carol turned her attention once again to Jason, as the strong youth picked her up by her ass, with her weight buoyed by the water. The tall shapely woman was no small fry, but then Jason was a strong boy. She felt his cock pressing into her.

Sober, she would have likely backed away. But intoxicated, she let the dull head tickle her slit like a fish in the water. Then it was entering her! It slid in so easily, and she just let it! He was having sex with her, right in front of HER son, and HIS mother! It was so fucking good, just feeling her body being stretched open again. Her eyes practically rolled back into her head as she felt his big cock expand into her. “You’re such a big boy, you’ve grown up so much.” She cooed. This spurred him on, making him grab onto her ass and pull her up into his dick. He was even deeper inside of her now.

She wrapped her legs around him and put her mouth on his, making their tongues fight each other as her lips parted and closed for him. It was messy and wet, and saliva covered her face as he continued to fuck her.

She only had a second to glance over at Jason's mom Stacy. She was sandwiched between Rick on her front, and Billy on her rear. Their thrusts and her rhythmic whimpers suggested that Rick was also fucking her, and Billy was doing something to her from behind. Was Stacy getting double penetration by the brothers the way Carol had just a few hours ago?

Then, Carol was drawn back to Jason, who was thrusting deep inside her. Jason whispered in Carol’s ear, saying, “You like getting fucked in front of your son? You like taking his cousin’s cock while he watches his mom behave like a dirty slut?”

The water splashed around her, and she let out several audible squeals. She looked around and caught Tom's eye. Tom was watching her fuck! Their eyes met and she was drunk with pleasure, she imagined herself fucking her son. Carol watched intently as her son reached his orgasm inside of her sister. “You see how hard your son just came in my mommy?” Carol nodded, trying to suppress her moans. “Now I’m going to shoot my cum right inside of you. I’m going to impregnate you and give you my cousin.” His balls tightened as he continued to whisper dirty words in her ear. She could feel him get even harder inside of her, and she cried out as his cum exploded against the inside of her walls, splashing blissfully into her womb.

“Oh god, that feels so fucking good!” She cried out, unable to help herself anymore. She wondered what Tom was thinking, seeing his own mom say such nasty words.

After that there was a blur, as the effects of the whole scene made Carol dizzy. Somewhere in the background she heard the others splashing, and women panting and moaning, but it was her own squeals that were the loudest. She was so dizzy and weak that she laid her head on Jason's shoulder as they both completed their orgasms.

She was panting and being supported by Jason as she saw Tom lifting Julie up with his cock still inside of her. Tom had his eyes glued to her, watching her intently. She couldn’t believe how strong her boy was as he carried his aunt like that. It made her body flush with heat. Stacy was being held up by Rick and Billy, who paraded her around like she was their prize. Their cocks were still jutting hard, and Stacy used the chance to wrap her legs further along Billy to play with it with her toes. It distracted him heavily as he waded through the water, with Rick grinning as he held the rest of her body up. Jason had to hold the unsteady Carol princess style, but occasionally pulled her up to flick her nipples with his tongue. It was distracting and outrageous, but her tiddies continued to produce milk as he sucked on them.

He eventually dropped her onto a blanket like the rest of them, letting her relax - though only for a few minutes.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Julie stood across from Carol, and guzzled another beer, as did the rest of the group. Rick stood next to Julie, reached out, and groped her tit. "Nice tits, mom." Julie didn't stop him. "Pretty good for an old broad, huh?" She thrust her titties out, and let both of her sons feel them. She reached out and grabbed both of their cocks, and aggressively jerked on them.

"Nice cocks! Bigger than your dad's! And harder too…" Julie then sat down on the blanket and twirled an empty beer can. "Let's play 'Spin the Bottle!" she said.

"Yeah, OK", said Jason. Julie spun the beer can on the blanket, and the opening pointed towards Tom. Julie leaned over, and gave Tom a long, passionate French kiss. She gave him a little nibble on his bottom lip after the exchange, making Tom grin widely.

Stacy anxiously spun the can next, and it pointed to Billy. Both stood up, and Stacy bent him over and gave him a long kiss. Billy reached out and groped her tit. Julie spun again, and it pointed to Rick. Julie simply planted her lips on her own son’s and gave him a long French kiss. It didn’t seem like either of them wanted to stop, or were even hesitant about the change.

Stacy spun again, and it pointed towards Jason. Stacy did as Julie had, French kissing her own son with no hesitation or resistance. Carol was simply amazed at the weirdness of the whole day! What kind of family had she married into? A recovered Carol spun next, and it pointed towards Tom. How could she kiss her own son in a way that she knows mothers shouldn’t be kissing their sons? But how could she ignore her need for sexual satisfaction? She had already cum so many times that day, but her pussy still wanted more. Especially from her own son.

Carol was reluctant to approach her son, and Tom appeared a little reluctant himself. But the two exchanged closed-lipped kisses, gingerly at first. Then Tom continued pressing his lips against his mother's. Carol closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and tentatively stuck her tongue out about halfway. Tom slid his tongue out to meet hers. Soon they were in the throes of a full-blown lip-locked French kiss, with twisting heads and sliding tongues. Neither of them could believe how naughty they were being. And the rest of the family just let it be.

Carol slid her tongue along her son's teeth, and deep into his mouth. Then she felt a hand on her left breast. Tom was fondling his own mother's breast. Carol moaned into his mouth. He used his other hand to guide her waiting fingers to his cock. She reached between his legs and took hold of his hard member, taking careful note of the pumping veins and ridges. It was harder than she had imagined all of those times before. And this time, it was hard for her, his own mother. She continued stroking, as Tom continued fondling her breasts. “Oh honey,” she gasped. “I would’ve done this way sooner if you had given me an ounce of evidence that you would enjoy it,” her son smirked.

The Spin the Bottle game seemed to go on without them. Carol, full of alcohol and lust, lost in the day's debauched events, simply couldn't let go of the biggest taboo yet. Tom had long ago grown away from wanting to hug her, sit on her lap, or be physically touching his mother, and Carol had missed being close to her son. She didn't want to let him go. But it was more than a mother's love; Carol enjoyed the sexual aspect of going at it with a randy teen. “You’re making your mommy so happy.” She said to him, not able to hide it any longer.

Tom pressed her down onto the blanket and felt her up as he made out with her. Likely the beer that Tom drank had an inhibition-lowering effect on him, too. Carol wasn't going to break the spell. Carol glanced up long enough to see Stacy on her left, lying next to Jason, who was making out with and feeling up his own mom, now.

Carol heard giggling coming from across the blanket. She looked over to see Julie lying on her back and her legs spread, with HER son Rick's face burrowed between her legs. And Julie's OTHER son Billy was straddling her chest, sliding his cock in and out from between her big breasts, which Julie held together for him, while she and Billy giggled. My God!

Julie was whispering sweet nothings at her sons’, telling them that they were so hard for their mommy, how they were going to fertilize her tonight and make her just like Carol, producing milk again. This really got the boys going, and Rick flipped Julie onto her front, putting her in a doggy style position. “We’re going to fill you up, mommy. Just like you asked.” Julie seemed absolutely wild with lust, and could only nod as she agreed.

Rick slid underneath her and pushed his dick deep, spreading her pussy apart as she tried to accommodate him. Billy watched and stroked his dick, eager to join his twin brother. “Billy, my dear. You come make your mommy happy as well.” Julie urged him on. Billy took this as his invitation, and strode over, adjusting himself. He pushed his dick head into her tightest hole, she gasped out loud, and Carol wondered if she had had anything in her ass before. “Oh god… your dick is so large. Unnnnhh.” Her eyes rolled back as she tried to stretch for him.

“You’re responsible for making this large dick, so you’re going to have to take it.” Billy said roughly, and pushed himself in deeper. He only got halfway, but this encouraged Rick to continue his pounding. They eventually both found their rhythm, sawing in and out of her as her twin boys filled her up.

Julie seemed like she was going insane as she tried to keep still. Her eyes were closed in concentration, and she was drooling onto the floor as she shifted back and forth. “Unnngh. Oh god fuck your mommy. Yes, more. I’m so fucking full! Impregnate your own mommy!”

Stacy seemed jealous as she watched with her own son, Jason. Jason smirked as he thought up a clever idea. “Should we borrow one of the twins after Auntie Julie is done with them?”

Stacy raised her eyebrows. “You want to fuck your mommy with someone else inside of her?”

He nodded. “You’re so wet just watching them. You seem like you desperately need it.”

She grinned. “You know your mom so well.”

He pushed her down into the blanket, and began to lick and suck at her neck, making her squirm underneath him. “I raised your dick to be so large…” She moaned. “I can’t wait to feel it inside of me.”

He took this as a sign that she was more than ready, and spread her legs apart to slide in. She wrapped her legs around him in an instant, trying to get him in as deep as possible.

Next to them, the twins were just finishing up, and Jason looked up and said, “Hey, one of you come here and fuck my mom in the ass!”

Billy grinned and said, “thought you’d never ask.” He strode over and began to pump his dick, getting it ready again.

Stacy looked slightly concerned for the first time as she looked at how big Billy was. She didn’t know if she could fit him inside of her… Her own son pulled her towards him, exposing her back and ass to Billy. “She’s all yours.” He grinned as he continued to slide in and out of her.

Billy spit into his hand and used it to lube his cock, staring at Stacy like she was his next meal. “Ooo… be gentle at first Billy.” She said.

“I can’t promise anything.” He warned as he popped his head into her tight hole. She groaned as she felt it, and Jason felt her tighten a ridiculous amount around his cock. He had to brace himself to not cum immediately. Billy began a few light strokes, letting Stacy’s ass adjust around it. She moaned and squirmed, not knowing where to go as the two young pieces of skin pressed into her. She could barely even remember her own name.

“You’re stretching out mommy so much!” She said as a tear began to fall down her eyes.

“It’s everything you’ve ever wanted,” replied Jason, who grabbed her hair to use as leverage, and began to pound into her like a madman again.

“Oh, mom you’re so wet,” Tom sighed in awe, looking at his coated fingers after pulling them out of Carol.

It’s been a while since I’ve been like this,” Carol blushed. “Your mommy isn’t usually as satisfied as she’s been this weekend. But you boys have grown up so much, and keep surprising me with how big you are… how strong you are…” She turned away from the others, focusing on Tom’s eyes.

“I’ve always wondered what you tasted like,” Carol watched as he licked his finger, letting her know that he was completely hers. Tom finger fucked his mom's wet pussy, as she vigorously yanked on his cock and toyed with his balls. “Mom, I really want to fuck you. Really bad,” he whimpered, reacting to his sensitive cock. She could tell he was getting desperate by the fluid welling up at the tip. She wanted to reach her tongue out to give it a little lick. And so she did, bending down and using her tongue to flick it, making Tom moan and grab onto her.

“I’m all yours, Tom. I always have been,” she smiled caringly, caressing his hair and looking proudly at her son who offered her his entire love. “Fuck me the way I need it Tom, the way you’re your father never could. Make your mommy proud.”

Tom climbed between her legs, and without giving it any more thought, Carol spread her legs and assisted her son in sliding his cock into her pussy. The slender boy lied on her long shapely body and fucked rapidly. His pace left Carol puzzled, she hadn’t fucked like this since before she met Tom’s father. Lying on her back, Carol could hear one couple and one trio nearby having sex. "Ohh, yeah, Tom, that's good! You have such a monster cock," she exclaimed. She felt so fucking stretched out, and all she could think about was how she was fucking her own son. It was so hot. "Oohhh! Ohhhh! BABY!" "URGGGGGGHHHHH! Make your mother your whore, cum inside your mother and give her another baby!!!!! Make Mommy cummmm AHHHH!"

Eager from the praise from his mother, Tom thrust deeper into her, her body jiggling as his skin audibly slapped hers. For a while the other couplings turned to the commotion, witnessing the passion between Carol and her son being together for the first time. “Your cock is so big honey, I can feel you so deep inside of me, please. Please fill my womb with your hot cum baby. Give me another baby, please god.” Her head bobbled back and forth as she tried to feel every ounce of pleasure she was receiving. He was so fast she could barely even tell if he was inside or out of her, she just knew it was him, and she was giving him everything she wanted and needed.

Her son’s efforts became strained, his cock twitched with eager bliss. Her own walls contracted around his member and soon enough she reached her peak. She released a gigantic puddle of hot squirt, dousing her son’s lower half in the process. His eyes were wide from the pleasure and shock of what just occurred. “Mmm, take this hot load, mommy, fuckckk!” Carol felt her son shoot cum up inside her birth canal, coating her walls as her body drank his juices with vigor. It was so hot and wet, and combined with her juices to make a loud squishing sound. It was so horny sounding, so wet and dirty, it made Carol compulse even more with pleasure.

There was something so naughty about having her own son pump his baby making material right into his mother’s snatch. At that thought, she thrashed through another orgasm, probably leaving the deepest of nail marks in Tom's back. She wanted to mark him, to let the world know she was his mommy and his lover.

Carol lied on her back with her son, French kissing him some more as her panting subsided. She looked to her left to see Jason lying on his back. His mother Stacy was straddling him, riding him hard. She was fucking her son, thrusting her hips rapidly, causing her fat ass to quiver and ripple. “Who knew?! Fuck, who knew my son could fuck his mommy so so so good?” Carol loved that the other women also took part in the mommy talk. It made her horny just watching the others do such dirty acts along with her.

Julie approached Stacy and Jason, apparently done for the moment with her two sons. Without being asked, she also straddled Jason, lowering her pussy over his face. She wiggled into position, letting Jason lick up into her pussy while Julie's sister fucked him. Stacy pressed her large breasts into her sister's back, reached around, and felt Julie's bobbling breasts.

Jason also reached up, feeling Julie's right tit with his left hand, and feeling Stacy's left tit with his right hand. Carol sat up as she regained her composure. Julie looked over at her and said, "C'mon Carol, join us!"

Carol shook her head no, but then Tom said, "Go on, mom!" Carol knelt next to Jason but didn't know what to do. His face and his cock were taken.

Then Jason saw her, reached out with his right hand, and felt Carol's tits while eating and fucking the others. Stacy and Julie were cooing and whimpering as Jason took care of their pussies. Jason moved his hands down between Carol's legs and worked his middle finger into her. He was now servicing three pussies - his mom's, and his two aunts.

Now all three mature women were whimpering and moaning from the teen Jason's work. All three women devoted their full attention to Jason, who was thrusting maniacally up into Stacy's pussy, licking furiously up into Julie's pussy, and frigging freely into Carol's pussy.

The "Ooohh"'s and "Haaaa"'s were random at first, but soon all three women were whimpering and moaning simultaneously. Just as simultaneously, all three writhed uncontrollably in a chorus of wails that echoed off the nearby lake. "OOOHHH! AHHHHH! YESSSSS!" The wails then turned into very deep, hoarse, unladylike grunts. "UHHHHGGGG! URRRRGGGGHH! AGGGGGHHH!" All three women exploded with orgasms almost at once, shuddering and shaking on top of Jason, their butts and thighs quivering, their breasts bobbling in all directions, until all three collapsed on top of him. Jason seemed extremely satisfied at his new found skills pleasuring mature women like this.

Before Carol even had a chance to recover, lying on the blanket panting, a still-naked and erect Rick approached her. "Hey, Carol, let's fuck."

As appealing as another roll with Rick sounded, Carol moaned, "Oh, Rick, I'm so tired and sore!"

Rick, as usual, wasn't taking no for an answer. "C'mon, just once more. That pussy looks lonely still."

Julie, curled up on her side, said, "I'm spent for the night. Go ahead, Carol, give him one more fuck, and then we'll go back to camp."

"Yeah, you go ahead, Carol," said Stacy. Carol smiled and sat up. She began to lie on her back for her nephew, but Rick said, "No, you be on top. I want to play with your tits while I fuck you." So, Rick lied on his back, and Carol climbed on top of the smaller teen. She spread her lips wide and lowered her pussy down on his cock. She began to slowly thrust her already sore womanhood onto him.

Rick reached up and felt her hanging tits, and the shorter boy took the taller woman's left breast into his mouth as it dangled above him. Billy stood to the right side of Carol and felt her right tit. Carol sat up erect, putting her hands behind her, thrusting her chest out for Billy as she fucked Rick. Jason stood up and squeezed Carol's left tit. He pinched her nipple, causing more milk to flow. Jason reached down and began to suck on her tits, making her moan in pleasure. She loved anything to do with nipple play. “Do I taste good, Jason?” She teased, her voice shaking from all the pleasure.

“You’re sooo tasty.” Jason replied and went back to licking her.

Carol reached out with both hands, grabbed Billy and Jason's juicy cocks, and stroked them. Tom stood up and moved closer. He appeared to want to get into the action too, trying to reach in with his hand to get at a tit. Carol had no more hands to stroke her son's cock with. She leaned slightly to the right, where Tom stood next to Billy, opened her mouth, and caught Tom's dick head between her lips.

Tom thrust his hips in her direction, put his hands behind her head, and pulled her head towards him. Carol forgot all about her two sisters-in-law watching her. This moment was all about Carol satisfying four teen cocks at once, something that she had barely even been able to fantasize about before. As Rick fucked her pussy, and Tom fucked her mouth, Billy and Jason fucked her hands while they played with her pillowy tits. It was an entire fuck fest of sweat, cum, and animal noises. She felt like she was in Sex Heaven. She wished she could pause this time, and be forever in this moment.

Carol was already building up another orgasm. She wanted to satisfy all of the boys, so she worked hard on her fucking, sucking, and jerking. She took her son's cock as deep into her throat as she could, tightened her cunt muscles around Rick's cock, and used her long fingers deftly on Billy and Jason's shafts and balls.

She paused, and caused all four boys to stare at her. “Why’d you stop, Carol?” Rick asked, confused.

“I want to be full again, I want three cocks inside of me.” She explained, and blushed at such a naughty statement. Rick grinned, and nodded at his brother, who moved down to adjust himself against Carol’s ass. Again, they didn’t bother lubing her before Billy popped his head into her ass. She gasped, loving how it felt to be full once more in both of her holes. Tom took the chance to put his dick back in her mouth, and soon all three found a rhythm sawing and pushing out of her like she was a toy to be fucked and used.

Rick came first, setting off Carol's orgasm. As she shuddered through her orgasm, clenching her ass and her pussy against the twins, she felt Tom's hot sperm gushing in her mouth. The cock slipped out from between her lips, and several shots of sperm landed on her cheek, hair, and neck. Catching the spurting cock in her mouth again, she tried to swallow as much as she could, but much of it dripped down her chin. Then Billy squirted his cock jism inside of her ass, spraying the inside his aunt with pride. She felt warm and loved all over.

Mere seconds later, Jason shot white goo all over her left tit and chest. Carol laid back and looked at herself, covered all over in the cum of her four teen relatives. She was their cum whore now. She thought about jumping into the lake to wash off, but decided instead to leave it on, allowing it to dry and cake on her flesh as she got dressed. She wanted a reminder of the slut she was made to be.

She laid down and let herself drift into a quick nap. The other moms followed suit and the boys sat around, scheming another event, do doubt. As the mom’s woke up once more, they were greeted with their teen boys rubbing their cocks together, standing around the sleeping moms.

Jason’s muscles bulged the most, seeing as he was the most fit. It was interesting seeing them stand over their own mother’s. Their pent up lust for the mature women, fully exercised during this trip.

Carol’s eyes fluttered open to see Tom slowly come to kneel over her. He furiously pulled at himself, biting his lip as he reached out to touch her breasts. She looked down to see them lactating through her shirt. “I didn’t know you could do this, mom,” he puffed weakly.

“It’s all for you, my beautiful boy,” she moaned, helping him out by caressing his balls. “You’re the one who made me like this. Gods, I love you so, so much.”

He let himself moan louder, not scared by the prospects of his father finding him over his mother. For all he knew, he would be having another baby brother soon enough if his mom wasn’t on some kind of birth control. He grunted louder at the thought of fucking his mother around the house while his dad was at work, filling up her wanting womb with his hot seed.

He had fantasized about her in his room so often, now he didn’t have to hide it. He was coming closer to his orgasm, cupping his mother’s mouth and prying her mouth open. Her soft lips that kissed him as a child, now wrapped around the head of his cock as she would drink his cum until he was completely empty.

The boys signaled the women to come together in a small circle. The women complied as they hungrily watched the boys yank their cocks over them. They felt their arousal burning between their legs, their own fluids beginning to run down their meaty thighs. The three moms knelt beside one another, opening their mouths once more and stretching their tongues out as far as they could. It was truly a sight to see.

Stacy pushed her chest out, creating more surface area for Jason, while Julie pulled her hair back to mitigate the mess. Carol pushed against her breasts, allowing her milk to run down her chest. The boys grunted in communal release, jizzing over their mothers’ bodies. The women giggled as the loads came at incredible speeds.

It was refreshing to feel the size of their loads compared to their own husbands. Their sons had fucked many times at this point, and it was a genuine wonder how they had this much liquid in them. Their cum coated their faces, entering the mom’s mouths in giant squirts. Moans erupted from the women as it dripped down their chest, the cum mixing with Carol’s milk. “Mmm, give us that cum boys.” Julie moaned out. The boys hung their heads back in pleasure as they coated the women’s bodies, successfully immersing them in a cumbath. Jason still cumming, shifted his direction and poured his hot semen at his aunt Julie, while the twins jumped Carol as they previously had done, amazed at the silky texture their fluids gave her pasty white skin.

The women began playing with their pussies, not being able to control themselves. Carol played with the cum on her chest and used it to rub her aching clit. Tom, a little annoyed, pushed them away, feeling a slight pang of jealousy at the idea of sharing his mom. “That’s my boy,” Carol moaned as she tasted the salty liquid. Still far better than her husband. They sat in the pool of white for a while, feeling it become dry before cleaning themselves in the water.

The entire group got dressed and finished off the beer, and they talked to each other as they laid on the beach, enjoying the last of the vacation.

“I love you so much, son.” Stacy said, looking across at Jason.

“I love you too, mom. This vacation has been great. Thank you for being so cool about this.” He groaned as he turned over to her, and pulled her close, giving her a warm cuddle.

“I guess I should tell you too I love you both.” Julie said as she grinned at her two boys.

“Aw, mom. We love you, too.” Billy said, and nuzzled his mom, making her hair more of a mess than it already was.

“Yeah, you’re great. Though I wish you could lactate like aunt Carol!”

Julie puffed an angry noise and said, “well. I’ll get pregnant after all of this, and you can have all of the milk you want. I bet it’d be more delicious than Aunt Carol’s!”

Carol, listening to this, laughed as she said, “no milk will be as delicious as mine. I’ve been producing it for 18 years, afterall.” The boys took this chance to crowd her, sucking until she began to produce milk again. She moaned as she held onto their heads, trying to pull them close and push them away at the same time. “You boys have too much energy, I can’t believe you still want more!”

“We just wanted to taste you again.” Billy grinned, and fell back down on the sand. “Best fluid I’ve ever had.” She fed all the boys like they were ravenous, urging them to suck on more. She couldn’t believe she was producing this much. This was more than she’d ever done before, all within a few hours. She knew she had a lactating fetish before, but now she knew she was obsessed.

All mothers and sons began to cuddle, stroking each other gently as they hummed from contentment. They discussed how each of them had been secretly lusting for each other at home, with as many teases as they possibly could. It was a long time coming, but they all had finally received the pleasure they had been seeking.

They all laughed as they discussed how the twins attacked Carol repeatedly, always finding a way to press their hardons between her asscheeks, and pushing their faces into her milkers. Carol couldn’t believe she’d resisted to this point.

It made the boys hard again just thinking of all the ways they teased their mothers. The women were yet again amazed by how many times the boys could cum in one night, having used to men who barely touched them at all.

They group smiled and laughed as they headed back towards camp, drunk, happy, and satisfied. Carol's husband did ask where they'd been, and she simply replied that they went down to the lake and found the boys and watched the sunset. Carol quickly passed out in her sleeping bag, still sticky with her four lovers' cum that would nearly match her husband's DNA.

She woke up with a headache from the drinking, a sore pussy and asshole, many rough hickeys all over her body, and a smile on her face. Tom also had a headache from the drinking, and slept little once the alcohol started to wear off, replaying in his mind all of the nudity and fucking and sucking he'd gotten the past two days from his aunts and his mom.

Especially his mom.

He felt like life would be a little different from now on, a little better. Definitely more exciting. He was already looking forward to his dad's next business trip out of town, when he might be able to hook up with Mom again and remind her of the little slut that she is. And he'd look forward to all family get-togethers with Julie and Stacy.

Jason had his dreams come true, fucking Aunt Julie and Aunt Carol, together and simultaneously, playing with the busty blonde and the busty brunette's tits like they were his own personal fun bags. And fucking his own mom was a major bonus, and one he desperately hoped to repeat. Available big tits and pussy, right inside his own home, what more could a teenaged boy ask for?

The husbands didn't notice the extra-long hugs and quick kisses goodbye that morning when they broke camp and the three nuclear families drove off on their own. But Stacy, Julie, and Carol all whispered to each of their nephews that they hoped they would see them again soon. In fact, they would make it happen.

Epilogue - THE FOLLOWING SUMMER

“Truly, I didn’t realize how much I’d miss Tom after he left for college,” Carol smiled to the other moms. “I can’t wait to give birth already, I would have sworn I got pregnant at the end of summer, but it actually took a little while,” she smiled to herself, thinking about Tom after the trip. Just thinking about how they snuck around the house brought back a heat between her legs. Not to mention the thought of his perfect cock. She took every chance she got to go to Tom’s room, or hide in the shed with him while he fucked her senseless. Her pussy was addicted to him, and she had even driven a few times to his college to stay at his dorms, pretending that she was out with her own friends. Fishing trips where her husband was gone were absolutely the best.

“I know, I couldn’t tell you how many times I had to call Jason over the phone to get off. It’s a little too much having them away from home,” Stacy sighed as she washed some vegetables she pulled from the fridge. She placed a hand over her bulging belly, “I think Jason will be quite happy with his younger brother.” Stacy had been seeing Jason as much as possible as well, even going out with Carol on her excursions to see Tom, just so the four of them could fuck each other silly at any shady motel they could find before the mothers dropped their sons off back at school.

Julie nodded along, proving she was paying attention to the conversation, but the moms realized she was looking up, out through the window towards the boys. “I think I’m having another set of twins,” she laughed. “I’m so glad they decided to come back for this trip,” Julie added, almost licking her lips. “I can’t wait to catch up with your sons,” she teased. Her mind had wandered into the past year, with all the phone calls she had with her twins, where they watched each other cum while moaning naughty things through the camera.

The boys came barged in, laughing about whatever they were up to only minutes prior. The fathers were setting up the grill outside and the boys circled around the women, petting them and smiling as they geared up for the one-week vacation ahead of them. The husbands were none the wiser to the boys and women’s schemes, and they would continue their fuck fests for as long as they possibly could. They were addicted to one another, and they just didn’t care anymore.

None of the women knew whose children they were pregnant with, and it was fun to imagine becoming grandmas and bringing their yet born sons with them when they’re 18 on their own camping trip. Carol was wet just through her imagination.

Not only that, because of what had happened last summer, she no longer had to wait for the next year to be filled. Everytime her son came home for the holidays, and everytime she saw the other boys on family gatherings, they all snuck away and fucked each others’ brains out. She loved her life, her family, and the baby now growing inside of her.

It was everything she had hoped for, and more.

Now, she looked at the other two women, and they began to plan on how they were going to sneak away for the rest of the trip, starting with right now.