That night when they all settled into their sleeping bags in the ribbed dome of the lightweight tent, Jo felt much too excited to sleep. She squirmed inside her satin-lined bag.
Karina drifted right off with an innocent, almost angelic smile on her lips. She had no idea what had gone on beneath the surface of that steaming pool. There was nothing to excite her senses or her youthful curiosity.
Dick was still awake after half an hour. Jo knew that by the uneven rasping of his breath. He sounded as excited as she felt. He was sleeping right beside her. It would be easy for her to pull down the zipper and let him crawl into her sleeping bag once Tracy dropped into deep slumber as she usually did.
But Tracy was awake too. Jo could tell by the quick, uneven rhythm of the shallow breaths she took. "Damn you," she raged silently in her mind. "Go to sleep so Uncle Dick and I can fuck!"
Tracy shared a double sleeping bag with him and how the young silver-haired blonde envied her for that. She could just reach out and touch the big cock that Jo craved. She thought that might be what was keeping Tracy awake and it made her jealous, but only for a moment.
If Tracy wanted his cock too, there wasn't a damn thing she could do. After all, Tracy was his wife and they were nude side-by-side. But they weren't doing anything. They must have been waiting for her to fall asleep, Jo decided.
And so she began to pretend, hoping that Tracy would soon get done what she wanted to do. Dick would have plenty left for her, Jo had no doubt of that. His magnificent cock had swelled hard again in the pool almost at once, and she could only think of how much she wanted to feel that huge prickshaft plunge deep into her cunt.
Jo lay perfectly still even though her ripe young body felt ready to burst from the swelling of her excitement. She forced herself to take only calm, evenly measured breaths even though her mind was racing, trying to imagine the wicked pleasure of fucking hard with a real man.
When it seemed that Jo had drifted off to sleep, Tracy nudged Dick in the ribs with the point of her elbow. "Got anything left for me?" she asked slyly.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"You know damn well… and I know damn well what you and Jo were doing sloshing around in the steam."
"You're crazy!"
"Maybe, but I'm not deaf or blind. I know she was jacking you off, and I know you had at least one finger up her cunt. I watched you cum, for Christ sake, saw it all from the corner of my eye."
Jo couldn't help shuddering when she heard that, but for some odd reason her aunt didn't seem to be angry. The girl half expected her to throw a jealous fit.
"And when I go to sleep, she wants you to fuck her, doesn't she?"
"Er, what makes you think that?" Dick asked with a nervous quiver in his voice.
"Remember when we were in school? I was training to teach handicapped children, and the first thing I learned was how to read lips."
"Oh, shit…"
"Don't look so glum. I think it's a great idea. Watching her jack you off really turned me on. Watching you fuck her should be even more fun."
"Wh-what? D-do you really mean that?"
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. Go on, crawl in the sack with her. Fuck her pussy. Fuck her ass. Fuck the shit out of her! Just leave the zipper open enough so I can see. Watching your big cock stab into her will really make me hot!"
"Then what?" Dick asked. Things were happening so fast, it was almost more than his mind could handle. First Jo boldly grabbing his cock in the hot spring, and now his wife was practically begging him to fuck their sexy young niece!
"Then you can come back here and fuck me. Jo can watch that, and I'll show her what a real woman can do."
"Jeeezus Christ," he sighed.
Nothing like this would ever happen in their suburban home. They lived a normal and almost boringly proper life in town. But all that now seemed more distant than the moon. They were in the middle of a vast wilderness, days away from society's strict rules and the prying eyes of civilization.
"What the hell?" Dick said with a shrug. "My mind can't quite handle it, but my cock is sure willing to try." He inched down the zipper of their sleeping bag on the side nearest to Jo.
The silvery blonde still pretended to be asleep, but her lush body felt chilled. She trembled with nervous shivers of doubt. She wanted to fuck her handsome uncle, but not this way – not with his wife watching everything they did! That was freaky, weird. Jo didn't even know if she could go through with it. Her pussy felt like a tight knot in a wet rope.
"Just a second," Tracy said. She turned on her side to face Dick and Jo, and she bunched a pillow under her head. "I'll pretend to be asleep."
"Good idea." Dick drew the zipper the rest of the way down then reached out to awaken his niece who was hunched down inside her sleeping bag. "Hey, Jo," he whispered hoarsely. "Wake up. Tracy's asleep now. We can fuck if you still want to."
"Huh? What?" Jo blinked her eyes trying to shake off doubt not sleep, but the look was the same.
"Tracy's asleep," he repeated softly. "Let's fuck. I want a lot more than a hand-job from you."
"Oh, Dick… I don't know."
Jo couldn't explain it, but the idea of sex with someone else watching frightened her half to death. Her only experience so far had been secret, stolen moments in the backseat of her boyfriend's car. Every second they were fearful that someone would see, that somehow their parents would find out. In a way, that added to the thrill.
"It's too late to change your mind now," Dick said. He began to open the zipper of her sleeping bag. "You got me really hot back there in the mineral bath. Now I've got to see what your pussy can do."
"Er, no… wait, Uncle Dick." Her eyes widened like those of a startled fawn. This wasn't going at all the way she had planned.
For Dick Baldwin, it was more like a heavy weight had been lifted off his chest. Over the years, he'd enjoyed any number of secret sexual encounters. He fucked a dark-eyed, raven-haired beauty at the office many times when the two of them were supposed to be working late. He fucked a luscious, full bodied cocktail waitress he'd gotten to know. But always on the sly, always worried that somehow his wife would find out.
Knowing that she knew, knowing that Tracy wanted to share this experience added to the heat of his lust. The blue veins webbing his cock pulsed in time with the grating sound of the zipper teeth.
He slipped across the narrow gap between his sleeping bag and Jo's. Her body quaked now more than it had the first time. He crouched above her and she could feel the heat of his long prick.
"Give your uncle a big kiss."
Jo closed her eyes and pecked him lightly on the cheek. All the girl could think about was her aunt watching. It made her skin crawl.
"That's no kiss," he sneered. "I get better from Karina every time she wants an advance on her allowance. This is a real kiss!"
He tangled his hands in her silver hair and lifted her head up, drawing her trembling lips toward his. "No, Dick! I can't do it!"
"Yes, you can. You don't have a choice. The first thing you have to learn about being a woman is that you can't change your mind at the last minute. You can't tease a man's cock and then tell him no."
Dick sealed his lips on hers. Jo felt some of the fearful tension melt as soon as they touched. His tongue pressed out and slid between her lips. "Oh, God!" she moaned. He drove his tongue in further, forcing hers back.
"When I get you hot, my cock will slide in just as easy as that." He slipped his tongue into her mouth again and twined it with hers. "That's what you're afraid of, isn't it? You're afraid of my big cock."
"No," she whined. "It-it's not that. I know that Tracy is watching. I wasn't asleep. I was pretending like she is now."
"Oh, ho!" Tracy raised her head. There was no reason to continue the charade. "Then what is it, Jo? You thought fucking Dick was a great idea if I didn't know. What's different now that I do?"
"I-I don't know." Jo still could not think of words to explain her tangled emotions. She wanted Dick but felt that she must reject him at the same time. That didn't make sense – even to her. How could she possibly explain it?
"Maybe I can help," Tracy said calmly. "I was young once too, you know. And I've lived all my life with what you're going through now. We've been conditioned to think that sexual desire is a sin, something dirty that we should be ashamed of. But we all have it. It's as natural as the need to breathe. But we sneak around. Our bodies crave pleasure, but we've been taught that's wrong. You know, Dick and I haven't fucked since we started this trip because we didn't want you girls to know we have that supposedly sinful urge."
"Are-are you saying that what I want to do is all right?" Jo asked.
"I'm saying that's for you to decide. Some people are truly happy living by a strict moral code. Others need more freedom to express their emotions and they aren't afraid to make that choice. You have to decide which is right for you, it's hell being caught between."
"I know that," Jo said, eyes fluttering on the verge of tears. "I like to fuck, I really do. It's the guilt I feel afterwards that I can't stand."
"You have to make the decision," Tracy said. "Once you've made your mind up, there's no reason to feel guilt."
Jo thought hard for a moment. Her brow furrowed in concentration. Her eyes narrowed, straining to hold back tears. Jo nibbled on her lower lip through one last moment of uncertainty, then her look brightened and she said, "I do want you to fuck me, Uncle Dick."
"Are you sure?" He asked. All this deep talk had raised some doubts in his own mind.
"Yes, I'm sure. I don't give a damn what anyone else thinks. I want to do it. I have to know what a man's big cock is like."
Tracy smiled and said, "Dick, why don't you bring Jo over here? There's a lot more room in our double bag."
"Good idea." He slipped his hands beneath Jo and eased her across the narrow gap. The chilling cold of the winter night stung his back for the brief moment his naked flesh was exposed, then he settled into the larger bag with Jo and his wife.
The girl felt ill-at-ease, despite Tracy's attempt to untangle her conflicting desires. "You-you mean all three of us in the same bed?" That was a bold step that Jo was not quite ready to accept.
"Yes, why not?" Tracy welcomed her with open arms. Her soothing words and gentle touch had a calming effect. Jo stopped shivering and cuddled against her aunt.
"Your ripe young body excites me almost as much as it does Dick," Tracy admitted freely. Since the time had come for them to quit hiding passions, she saw no reason to hold back. "I've wanted to make love with another woman for a long time, but I haven't had the courage to do anything about it until now."
Tracy circled both her hands around Jo's large tit, the one nearest her. She squeezed gently, until the girl's thick, dark nipple bulged. Then she kissed it and wagged it softly with her tongue.
"Haaagh!" Jo gasped. She had never dreamed that a woman's hungry kiss could bring so much pleasure. Wild shocks of joy ran down from the nipple that Tracy had sucked between her swirling lips.
Dick decided to follow his wife's lead. He curled his hands around Jo's other tit, teasing the half swollen nipple up between a circle of thumbs and first fingers.
He kissed it softly, restraining the desire to pull and suck on her with all his might. Tracy's tender attack already had the girl gasping and writhing in delight, and he wanted to double that lewd pleasure.
Jo's mind swirled in delirious joy. She felt two mouths sucking on her tits, four hands milking her tender flesh. Dick and his wife both wanted her, and she happily gave in to them.
More than words, Tracy's loving acceptance cleared Jo's head of her last nagging doubts. What could be wrong if what they were doing brought pleasure to them all? Jo arched her shoulders back and thrust her tits up even more.
"Suck me," she moaned. "Both of you. Eat my tits and make my nipples burn."
They both sought to please her. Dick pulled hard with his lips and raked her nipple with his tongue. Tracy was more gentle. She mouthed just, the leathery little tit tip and worked her tongue around it in a slow spiral.
With two anxious mouths and four hands working her tender flesh, Jo felt more tingling delight than she had ever known before.
"Now let's do her pussy the same way," Tracy said. She clasped one of Dick's wrists and brought his hand down along with her own.
They stroked across Jo's heaving belly, one large hand and one small. Dick couldn't help thinking how strange it was, his wife holding hands while they both excited a lovely young girl.
Tracy spread her fingers like the teeth of a comb and ran them down through Jo's rich spread of cunt hair. She spread the soft outer lips of her pussy and held them open when Dick's hand arrived.
He slipped down and felt the nub of her clit. It was swollen hard, slick with the honey that was gushing from her cunt. He turned a finger around that little knob while Tracy pumped one in and out of Jo's pussy slit.
Jo bucked and writhed, the heat of pleasure almost more than she could bear. They were sucking her tits and hand fucking her cunt at the same time. Her first great climax of that night began before Dick even thought of sticking his cock into her.
The blonde cried out and tremors of raw pleasure ran the length of her spine. The steaming broth bubbled out of her cunt and the scent of lust grew stronger.
Tracy eased Dick's hand off Jo's clit as the wild spasms peaked. "Now kiss her," she said. "Fondle her big tits for a while and leave her pussy to me."
Dick wasn't used to having another woman tell him how to work up the heat in a pussy he craved, but everything Tracy had suggested had been good so far, so he decided to go along.
He dragged his hand back up to Jo's tit, trailing a line of glossy cunt oil over the top of her mound. He took one gorgeous tit in each hand and twirled her wet nipples with his thumbs.
Tracy bent down, burrowing under the satin cover of the sleeping bag. It was totally dark inside, but the scent of Jo's anxious pussy guided her like a beacon in dense fog.
She tugged at the girl's damp cunt hair with her lips just as Dick kissed her again. "Huuunnngh!" Jo cried. Dick thrust his tongue into her mouth, Tracy had hers deep in her cunt. A shocking current seemed to pass between them, and Jo's body twitched like a broken high-voltage line.
Tracy loved the taste of pussy. Somehow she always knew that she would. She wished many times that she could bend double and suck on her own cunt. This was the next best thing. She wormed her tongue into Jo and lapped up the sleek, tangy oils leaking out.
Dick's hands kneaded her soft tits, each quivering globe so large that one hand would not contain it all. "I just love your big tits," he growled. "And I'm going to love fucking your sweet cunt even more."
He kissed her and thrust his tongue in. This time Jo knew exactly what to do. She jabbed her tongue back into his mouth. Dick gasped a sound of pleasure and sucked on it, pulling like he wanted to rip it out.
"Oh, you hot little bitch!" he said when he had to draw breath. "I'm going to fuck your pussy so full!"
Tracy was still eating cunt, lapping and sucking like some kind of fiend. "I've got her nice and hot for you now, Dick. Fuck her. Fuck her good. Then I'll come back and lick all your jism out of her pussy hole."
By now Dick had decided this was all part of a wonderful dream. All the barriers of dull and proper suburban life were down. His wife eased to the side so that he could mount the restless young girl and aim his big cock at the seething cunt hole that had been prepared for him.
"Fuck her," Tracy said. She even put a hand on his shaft to help guide it in.
"Haaagh!" he roared. Jo's tight young cunt pulled on his swollen cockhead. His wife's hand squeezed on his shaft, aiming it like a rifle barrel.
Dick pressed in and Tracy drew her hand away. She stretched out beside Jo and whispered in the girl's ear. "Don't you just love it? Doesn't his big cock feel great?"
"Oh, yes! God, yes. I want it in me. I want it all, Uncle Dick!"
"You haven't felt even a third of it yet," he reminded her.
"I know… I know." But it was already better than any fucking she'd had before. Jo's boyfriend didn't have the patience to excite her before, nor did he have enough experience yet to hold back and really savor the pleasures of an anxious young cunt.
Dick Baldwin had learned that lesson a long time ago. He inched into his young niece. He clasped his hands in her silvery hair and forced her to look into his leering eyes as his cock sank deeper and deeper into her quaking cunt hole.
"Oooh, God!" she cried. It was now to a place where no cock had reached. Jo felt burning pleasure deeper than ever before. Untried muscles strained. They pulsed and heaved, wringing hard on a cock even better than the one she'd dreamed of for so long.
Dick liked the way her pussy squirmed. Tracy was more skilled and more precise. She knew exactly how to tease and please his long prick. Jo's tiny hole didn't know what to do. It clenched one second and recoiled the next. It tried to suck him in, then it tried to squeeze him out.
"I don't think I can take any more," she moaned.
"You said you wanted it all, and it's too late to change your mind now," Dick said. He knifed into her, filling her pussy, then he began twisting the thick root around. He mauled her pink-lipped cunt hole and ground the top of his shaft on her clit.
Jo sobbed and wailed, then he began tucking that huge long cock in and out. He arched high above her until only his bulged cockhead remained in her cunt slot. That gave her insides a split second to relax, then he rammed back in, harder and deeper than before.
"You've got a great cunt," he said with a hot rush of breath. Slowly, he arched back out. Dick felt his confidence swell. Because she'd jacked him off in the mineral spring, the surging pressure in his nuts had been relieved. He could take his time with her now, really enjoy fucking the shit out of her.
He drilled and twisted, trying every combination of cock strokes he knew. Jo climaxed once, twice, three times, and there was still no sign that he was through. He kept fucking, slamming down and rearing back. "Oh, stop!" she begged.
"He won't… he can't until he cums," Tracy whispered in her niece's ear. "Reach down and finger his balls. Take one in each hand and twirl them around with your fingertips."
Dick roared. That last bit of teasing pleasure was all it took. He bottomed his cock in her and it began to fire. Jo took the first small blast with a shudder of joy. The next made her cringe. It seemed to be seeping all the way to her brain!
Dick clenched his teeth, grunting to add force to each shot. Hot cream splashed her full and it bubbled up around his long cockshaft. He began thrusting again, determined to wring out every last drop. Slick with cum, his cock moved faster. The quick, slithering friction made her pussy feel like it was on fire.
Jo thought she'd cum, that her climax reached its peak when jism first splattered the walls of her pussy. But, no. It was all starting again, better than before. Her gut wrenched, sweat beaded on her brow. Her fingers clawed Dick's back. Her lips parted to scream in rapture, but Jo didn't have strength left to make a sound.
She collapsed beneath him, weak and trembling, but still clinging to his cock shaft. He felt the shuddering aftershocks and smiled. "There's still a lot more you have to learn," he said.
"What more can there be?" Jo could barely get the words out.
Tracy winked. Dick grinned. Jo stared blankly at the roof of their tent. The truth was, at that moment, none of them really knew.