Family Camping Trip Ch. 05

Author's Note: All characters in this account are of legal age and no sex acts are conducted with any persons under 18. All rights reserved.

I've always been an early riser, and this morning was no exception. The boat was quiet as I slipped out of bed, taking a moment to enjoy the view of Chris's exposed pussy and breasts before I covered her with the blanket. I pulled on my shorts over my suddenly half-hard dick and padded in my bare feet out to the back deck. I pulled down the front of my shorts and stood there for some seconds, willing my body to relax enough and eventually peed off the stern of the boat, my stream making an audible tinkle as it hit the lake water.

I couldn't quite help but give my dick a few quick strokes after finishing, remembering how good Chris felt around me the night before. I was tempted to slip back into bed with her and go again, but last thing we needed would be to get caught by her mom, or even worse, her dad.

I pulled my shorts up over my hardon and walked quietly up the stairs to the upper deck to watch the sunrise over the lake. I stepped to the railing and looked around and froze for a moment. Standing on the small cabin cruiser anchored next to us was a woman in a bikini looking right up at me from only a dozen or so yards away. She had to be middle-aged, maybe forty or so, but she looked pretty damn good in the bikini. In a lot of ways, she was looking hotter than Aunt Mary.

She looked up at me with a smile, and without a word reached up behind her head and gathered her long, blond hair into a ponytail. She wound it around and around itself until it became a bundle high on the back of her head, the used a large alligator-type clip to hold it in place. Still smiling, she reached behind her neck and untied the string of the bikini top covering her quite large breasts. Holding one hand over her chest she held the triangles in place while she reached behind her back with the other and tugged the other string. She moved her arm and pulled the triangle top off, dropping it onto the deck next to her, her huge tits completely on display. Each large tit drooped down her chest like two massive drops of water, her dark-pink areola covering almost a quarter of the front of each orb, the pink circle surrounding a large, erect nipple.

Her hands went to her hips and untied one string holding a very tiny triangle over her pussy, and then, holding the triangle in place, reached for the second string. She started to pull the string and then stopped, looking up at me questioningly.

"Hell yeah," I said quietly, guessing she was asking if I wanted her to continue.

She frowned at me and let go of the string, holding the triangle in front of her. I heard her mutter something under her breath I couldn't quite make out from this distance. She formed her hand into a circle and then pumped it in front of her crotch as if jacking off.

"Ohhhh," I said quietly, nodding that I understood. Her scowl turned to a smile as I pushed the front of my shorts down and leaned against the railing, my dick poking out over the side.

She reached back to the tie on her left hip and tugged it, pulling the bikini bottom off and tossing it aside while still holding her hand over her crotch. She looked up at me, smiling, and made the jacking-off motion again.

I got the idea, wrapped my hand around my cock and started to slowly stroke it, making it even harder than it was. She responded by moving her hand and stepping her feet apart so I could see her pussy. She had a little patch of blond hair on her mound, trimmed into a little arrow pointing between her legs. She reached her hand down and stroked her fingers across her pussy, dipping her fingers between her lips and then holding them out for me to see, the rising sun glistening off the juices covering her fingers.

She said something I didn't understand, and then turned around and bent over. She pulled a little hose out of a compartment on the deck and used the nozzle attached to spray water all over her body. She bent again, picked up a small cloth and squirted something from a bottle on it and then stood back up to face me. With a smile glued to her face, she began rubbing it across her skin, suds forming on her body as she moved it around, covering her body with a thin coat of white, soapy foam. She spread her legs and rubbed the cloth between them, then turned around and bent over, doing the same while giving me a chance to see her ass. She set the rag down and picked up the hose again, using it to rinse her body off.

She looked up at me and let water from the hose dribble down her body, her free hand stroking down across her breasts, bouncing across her nipples and then streaming down to her mound and between her legs. She stroked herself slowly, moving her fingers in time with my strokes, each stroke gliding her middle finger between and across her lips. She said something, which I began to realize was a foreign language, possibly French. While I couldn't understand the words, it was easy to understand the sentiment. She was enjoying the show as much as I was.

I stroked my cock slowly, watching her finger her pussy, both of us getting more excited by the moment. The spell was suddenly and abruptly broken as another woman of similar age, wearing a long t-shirt stepped up out of the low cabin into the passenger cockpit, looked around and then saw the blond woman standing naked on the stern platform. She snapped something in their foreign language at the woman on the deck, who responded curtly before pointing up at me.

I quickly pulled my shorts up and covered my dick, feeling somewhat embarrassed at being caught masturbating with the blond woman.

The blond woman frowned at me and set down the hose before turning to the other woman and arguing with her about something, presumably me. The two went back and forth several times before the dark haired woman looked up at me. The other boat was close enough that I could see her roll her eyes in exasperation before inexplicably reaching for the hem of her t-shirt and pulling it up. She turned and tossed it into the cabin, standing in the passenger cockpit as naked as the blond woman.

Her breasts were quite a bit smaller, her entire body slightly thinner than the blond woman who had a nicely-shaped, full figure. The blond woman drew my attention back to her and crooked her finger at me, saying something in her foreign tongue. She scowled and then, with difficulty, said in a very heavy accent, "Come this ship?" before smiling up at me again.

"Boat!" the dark haired woman snapped at her friend in heavily accented English.

"Oui! Come this boat?" the blonde said, looking up at me.

"You want me to come over there?" I asked from the railing. She frowned at me in response. "Me come there?" I asked, pointing to myself and then to her boat.

"Ah! Oui!" she said with a smile.

The only way over there was to swim, and that meant that I'd get there with nothing on and nothing to wear. It was still early, so I doubted that anyone else was up yet. I was still considering it when she made the jacking-off motion in front of her crotch again and then pointed to herself and pressed her fingers between her legs again. The invitation was clear, she wanted me to come over and have sex. "What the hell? Why not?" I answered, getting an even bigger smile back from the blonde, who clearly understood, if not my words, the inflection in my voice. I pushed away from the rail and walked to the stairs and down to the stern platform. I looked into the window and didn't see anyone moving around yet. I slipped my shorts off and eased into the water beneath the boarding ladder and pushed away. It only took a few seconds to do a modified breast stroke to the other boat. I grabbed the ladder and looked up at the nude blonde woman standing at the top. She smiled down at me and backed up as I climbed up to the deck.

She chittered something in what I was now sure was French, taking my hand and pulling me through the little knee-high door into the passenger cockpit. She picked up a small towel and raised her eyebrows while holding it, apparently asking permission to dry me off.

"Sure," I said, nodding, after which she came closer and began wiping the lake water off my body. She got to my now mostly-softened dick and knelt down in front of me, gently drying it and then, leaning her face toward me, engulfed my cock within her hot mouth. "Oh damn," I groaned softly before the dark-haired woman, standing against the drivers seat, arms folded across her chest, spoke.

"This is Michelle, and I am Aimee," she said in heavily-accented English. "My friend thinks you have a nice looking cock and wants to have sex with you."

"Hi, I'm Trevor. I kind of got that idea," I said, looking down at Michelle's mouth sliding on and off my again-hard dick, her eyes looking up at me cheerfully.

Michelle pulled her mouth off of my dick and said something in rapid-fire French to Aimee, who rolled her eyes in response. Michelle stood up in front of me and gently pushed me back until I had to sit on one of the padded bench seats that curved around the back and port side of the boat's passenger cockpit. She sat down next to me, turned my head, and pressed her soft lips against mine. While we kissed, she found my hand with hers and drew it to her lap, pressing my fingers between her legs in an obvious request for me to play with her. When she felt my fingers stroke her pussy, she broke the hot, wet kiss and twisted her body to allow her to lift one foot off the floor, moving it to the bench, causing her legs to spread and give me free access to her pussy. She said something again to Aimee, who moved to sit next to me.

"She wants me to tell you that she thought she'd find all kinds of sweet, young men that would want to play with her, but we've been here two days and all we've attracted are boats of boys more interested in having what you Americans call a 'gang bang', than finding sweet boys like yourself."

"I see," I said as Aimee reached into my lap and started to play with my hardon while I stroked Michelle's pussy with one hand, my other arm wrapped around her, playing with one of her big tits from her other side.

"So, Trevor of America, do you think you have enough to satisfy two very horny French women?"

"I'm more than willing to try," I agreed before she pressed her lips to mine. We sat and kissed for long seconds, her hand teasing my dick while my fingers stroked Michelle's pussy. She broke the kiss and pulled away.

"Why don't we lie down," she suggested softly. Tugging my arm to pull my hand from Michelle's pussy. She stood up and extended a hand to me and one to Michelle. "You want to go inside or are you okay with doing it right here?"

"Here's fine with me," I answered as the two of us stood up.

"Then here it will be," she said as she pulled us away from the bench seat. She let go of me, reached for the back of the bench seat, and to my surprise it folded down, sticking out over the swim platform on the back of the boat in a large, flat padded area, probably intended for sunbathing. She turned and took my hand, pulling me toward the padded bed as she crawled back onto it. I crawled onto the bed after her, letting her pull me until I was mostly on the bed. "Lay down," she coaxed, helping me lie down on my back. She crawled forward, knee-walking herself over my head so that her pussy was poised over my face, facing my feet.

Her full round lips were shaved as smooth as her mound, copious amounts of her flowery inner lips protruding invitingly. She spread her knees to lower her body down, bringing her pussy down until it almost touched my face. I stuck my tongue out and stroked along it, sliding between her lips until I found her hard, little clit hiding at the end of her slit. I was in mid stroke when I felt a hot wetness envelop my engorged cock head, and slowly sink down over my shaft. Clearly Michelle was going to get what she had been looking for.

I licked up and down Aimee's slit, teasing her clit each time I reached it, while Michelle bounced herself up and down my shaft, my head bouncing against the end of her vaginal tunnel as her bare ass bounced off my thighs. Up and down she went, moans and gasps muffled at times, and at others clearly audible. I wrapped my arms around Aimee's thighs and used my fingers to spread her lips farther apart, letting me tease her clit more directly.

Michelle was gasping and moaning "Fuck," over and over as she slammed herself down on me, clearly working herself toward climax, while I continued to tease Aimee's clit and pussy. I felt her pussy clench around me once and then again as her legs started to tremble. Up and down, she continued to ride, bouncing herself on me as her climax rushed over her. Finally she sat on my cock, her pussy convulsing and spasming around my fat shaft as she sat, panting.

I felt Michelle pull off my cock and then Aimee lifted herself off of me, leaving me lying there with my face covered in her juices. "Do you do it, how you say? Doggy style?"

"I can," I answered.

Aimee smiled back at me and then crawled around me to put her face between Michelle's legs, her butt sticking in the air, her knees pushed apart to spread her pussy for me. I moved around, finally sliding one leg off the bed to hold myself up behind her. I grabbed my dick, aimed it at her wet pussy, and slowly pushed my already slicked dick slowly into her. I held her hips and started to pump in and out of her, sliding my cock in and out of the pussy I'd just spent time licking. Michelle laid on her back in front of Aimee, her legs spread wide while Aimee licked her pussy, one of Michelle's hands teasing her own big, soft tits while I pumped my hips in and out of Aimee.

In and out I plunged, feeling my climax starting to build urgently within me. I tried to think of other things, look across the water, all kinds of things, to keep from coming too soon. Aimee felt so damn good around my dick and the sight of Michelle lying with her legs spread was something I'd only seen in porn videos.

"God, I'm going to come," I warned Aimee as my body insisted that it couldn't wait even a moment longer.

"FUCK YES!" Aimee cried as she lifted her face from Michelle's pussy and my body jerked, jamming my cock all the way into her as far as it could go, unleashing a gush of cum into her. My body bucked and jerked, pumping shot after shot of cum into her as I knelt behind her.

"Oh god," I heard another voice say. I jerked my head around and up toward the voice in surprise, and saw Aunt Mary standing, completely naked, at the railing where I had been such a short while ago, one hand between her legs, the other tugging and twisting a nipple. Her body trembled and she closed her eyes as her self-induced climax washed over her.

Michelle said something to Aimee who looked up to see Aunt Mary as well. She turned to look at me and grinned. "Looks like we are not the only ones to enjoy you."

"Huh? No, I don't... I mean... we don't..."

"You do not what?" she asked with a grin, pulling off my now-shrinking cock and rolling onto the pad so she was laying on her back. "I think she imagines you doing what we were doing." I looked back up at Aunt Mary, who suddenly looked embarrassed, and quickly retreated away from the rail and down the stairs. "Yes. I think she imagines you giving her that dick much." I couldn't help but bush as the thought that my illicit relationship with Aunt Mary was so easily guessed. "You are sweet boy. You blush thinking about having sex with her. Is she mother?"

"Aunt," I answered as I turned, pulling my now shrinking cock from her to sit down on the edge of the bench.

Michelle slid herself across the pad, sliding behind me, one leg on each side of me, her arms wrapping around me, pulling me back against her soft chest. She whispered something in French to me and then kissed my earlobe before sliding one hand down to my crotch to play with my shriveling dick. Then she turned and said something to Aimee, who told me in turn. "Michelle says she hope that you can do it with her again before we go. We can stay here as long as you want today."

"I don't know when we'll be leaving, but if I can..." I said, leaving the rest unsaid.

Michelle seemed to get the idea of what I'd responded, grinning and softly kissing my cheek before releasing me. I got the idea that I was free to go, and figured I'd better head back, now that people were getting up. I moved to the ladder, and slipped into the water to swim back. As I climbed the ladder, my mom, wearing a bath robe, came out of the cabin, carrying a luffa and a bottle of body wash. She grinned and handed me both. "Shower first," she whispered before turning and walking back into the cabin.

I quickly showered, washing off the girls' and my cum from my face and dick while the girls watched me from their boat. I couldn't help but start to get another hardon as they played with themselves watching me, and when I pulled on my shorts they bulged out obviously. I was already feeling conspicuous and a little embarrassed as I walked in and all heads turned to look at me.

"Glad you could join us," my mom said quietly. "I guess we have friendly neighbors?"

"Um, yeah," I answered, blushing as Dee made a jacking off motion under the table.

"We do?" Dad asked quickly.

"You're not very observant honey," my mom said as my dad walked to the window to look out.

"Holy shit. They're naked!" my dad exclaimed.

"Seriously?" Uncle Russel asked, quickly walking to the window to look out with dad. "Shit they are. Pretty damn hot looking too!"

"You just keep your horns in your pants," Aunt Mary said sharply. "If you wanna get excited, you got all you can handle right here."

"I suppose so," he answered her, backing away from the window. "But I can look."

"As long as it's only looking," she said, more softly.

"So you were over there?" my dad asked me across the room.

"Uh, yeah. They're from France," I answered.

"So how'd you get over there?"

"Swam."

He turned to look at me. "But you're wearing shorts."

"He went naked, dad! Jeez!" Jenny said quickly.

"He did? Ohhhhh. Yeah. I guess that would be what'd he'd have to do, without a swim suit I mean."

"Well, duh!" Jenny said with a shake of her head.

"Do you suppose we should invite them over or something?" he asked my mom.

"I don't think that's necessary, but I suppose if you really want to, after breakfast you could send Trevor over to ask them. I mean he's already been over talking with them," Mom answered.

"You don't think I should go over and invite them?" dad asked hopefully.

"Honey, like my sister said. If you got the hots for a pussy, I'm sure I can handle anything you desire. We'll let Trevor go over. Besides, didn't you say that after breakfast you wanted us to go swimming together, you and me?"

"Yeah, I did, didn't I?" he answered sheepishly.

"Come on Trevor. Sit down and eat some breakfast," Mom said as she set a plate eggs and sausage on the table next to Jenny's.

I slid into the booth seat next to my sister and started to eat. It only took my sister a few seconds to worm her hand into my shorts and grasp my half-hard dick teasing and stroke it until it was rock-hard again. By then everyone else was done eating as well, me being the last to finish.

"So, big brother. You going to go invite them to swim with us?" Jenny asked coyly, her hand still down my shorts.

"I can if everyone wants me to," I answered hesitantly.

"I think you should. Don't you, mom?"

"Well, since he's already made friends with them, I don't see why not." She answered.

"So big brother, they were naked?"

"Uh, yeah," I answered awkwardly.

"I guess that they don't mind being naked as much as we do, being from France and all. Or was it something special they were being naked for?"