Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2011 09:30:02 -0400 From: Jess Monterty Subject: Let's Go Camping! Day 4 Part 1 Disclaimer: If you're too young to read this fuck off. If you don't like incest fuck off. If you don't like hearing stories about people under 18, fuck off. If you love reading great stories that include sex between family members, continue as this story is for you. All people in this story are entirely made up, the events are also fiction. Any resemblance to true people or event are purely accidental. Anyways here's my story for you, enjoy. Let's Go Camping! Day 4 Part 1 Sandra woke up the next morning on a chair by the campfire. The fire was out and she had dried cum plastered on her face. Not realizing the cum was still on her face, Sandra rose from her chair, her back was as stiff as a board. She waddled over to their picnic table. She took a sear and was able to extract bread from a bag and stick it into a toaster they brought. Anthony emerged from their tent moments after. He stretched his arms wide and scratched his ass. He walked over to Sandra and sat on the other side of the table. Still half asleep, he missed the obvious cum stains on Sandra's face as he sat down. He rested his head on the table. "How was your sleep?" Anthony mumbled. "Rough," Sandra told him, staring off into the distance, "I cannot remember what happened last night!" "Well," Anthony said trying to recall the events of the night, "I remember having dinner at that one family's campsite. And then they-" "Fucked," Sandra finished, "Yeah that was a bit strange I must admit. They did have a few good points I must admit as well. Also some nice rules to keep them from getting too fucked up." Anthony laughed. "What? Don't you agree?" Sandra laughed along with him. "Well their rule was: no intercourse until you are... 12 was it?" "I can't remember," Sandra told him. "Well there was that, and that's the only rule I remember... And you think it's a good rule?" Anthony laughed again. "Well yes and no," Sandra laughed, "But I mean it's a good rule if you're going to do that stuff!" "Yeah fuck you're daughters!" Anthony snorted. "Well yes, but they had some decent points as to explain how it's not all bad," Sandra argued. "Example?" "Well I think it's probably true that the kids aren't doing drugs. That's the first point." "Aunt Sandra, every teenager does drugs," Anthony told her plainly. "Well I doubt they aren't having sex with strangers, and I don't see why they would! Did you see that boy's dick?" Sandra asked. "Really and you didn't notice all of their bodies? What was that ginger girl's name? Was it, Jackie? I think so. She had a body! Let me tell you!" Said Anthony; finally looking up. "Yeah I guess so," Sandra sighed. Anthony looked up to look at Sandra. The toast popped up. "Oh good! Food!" Sandra exclaimed. Blood rushed from Anthony's face. "Hey, uh, Sandra?" Said Anthony. "What is it? She asked grabbing herself a plate and a slice of toast. "You got something on your... Uh... Face," Anthony told her. "What do you-" Sandra started. She felt her face. The goo was semi-solid at the best. It was easily noticeable to the touch. "Is that?" Anthony said in a whisper. "Your cum," Sandra finished for him. They both suddenly remembered what had gone on last night. Sandra had convinced Anthony to let her have his dick. At the same time she attempted to get him to lick her snatch. "You sucked my dick last night!" Anthony said slowly. "What? Never! I couldn't have!" Sandra denied. "Oh yes you did!" A smile washed over Anthony's face, "I remember! You wanted my dick so badly!" Anthony dragged out the 'so' as to rub it in her face. "Oh please! I was drunk and horny! It was nothing, get over yourself!" Sandra explained going red in the face. "Nope, I remember it didn't stop there! You wanted me inside of you!" Anthony's smile turned into a huge grin. "Please, you wanted to be inside of me much more, I know that for a fact!" Sandra replied. "That's not how I remember it!" Anthony told her. "Oh yeah? Then why did I find cum stains in my panties then? They obviously weren't anyone's but yours! I also found them like that in the morning, before any of that had happened!" Sandra said offended and angry. Anthony's face turned white again, "You knew?" He asked. Sandra realizing what she had just said, immediately wished she hadn't of brought that up. "Well I mean..." She stuttered. Anthony looked down at his feet, he was thoroughly embarrassed. "Anthony, it's okay, I didn't mind," Sandra tried to comfort him. However, in a situation such as this, this task was not a simple thing. Anthony rose from the table. "Wait! Anthony don't go!" Sandra told him. "I just need to be alone for a bit now," He told her. He walked away down their driveway and onto the road. She knew there was no point in chancing him down, it would only make matters worse. She would simply have to wait it out. She felt lousy just sitting there wearing his cum. By this time her toast was hard and stale. That was fine because she had lost her appetite. She tossed into the woods and got up. She would have to sneak to the washroom to get the jizz cleaned off. She didn't want to get caught by anyone because let's face it, that would just be embarrassing. Anthony entered the path to Lover's Cove. He kicked stones along as he walked. He had chosen to come to Lover's Cove because, well, they hadn't been down any other trail in the area. He also wanted to see the Jen and her beautiful sister. He would not know what to do however if he did see them. But sure enough, Anthony heard the distinct moaning in the distance through the trees. His heartbeat picked up along with his head and hopes. He crept along down the trail cautiously. The moans echoed throughout the trees. Anthony's skin heated up as he came up to a fateful bend in the trail, the moans were loud and he knew they were right around the corner. He could barely see them through the foliage. Anthony turned the bend ever so quietly; Jen was not visible but her sister was. Jen's head, Anthony assumed, was most likely buried in her sister's pussy. Her sister had her hair tied back into a ponytail and she had a head band on, her head arched back with her hands on either ends of the stump she was sitting on. She was wearing nothing but a bikini top as far as Anthony could tell it may have been just a bra as well. Anthony was unsure how to make them aware to his presence, he simply continued to stealthily creep forwards. Anthony was only a few feet from the girls when the classic moment you only see in the movies happened to him; he stepped on a twig, snapping it instantly. The older sister's head turned to stare at Anthony as soon as the crack under his foot was born. Her cold blue eyes melted right into Anthony's mind. She was not happy. "Oh hey girls! Fancy seeing you here!" Anthony laughed nervously. Meanwhile Sandra gathered up her toiletries. She was going to get everything she needed to do at the bathroom done in one fell swoop. She grabbed her bag containing toothbrushes, toothpastes, and other important items to bring to the washroom. She walked up to the end of their driveway. Sandra looked both ways to see if anyone was coming; her coast was clear. She darted across the road and towered the bathrooms. She ran around the building scrambling to get into the woman's room. When she had finally found it, Sandra jumped inside and locked the door behind her. She felt relieved and safe. That was until she heard a voice behind her say, "Hey friend how was your night?" "What the fuck are you doing here? Again?" The older sister snarled at Anthony. Jen's head poked up from her sister's legs. The older sister noticed this and pushed her head back down against her pussy. Jen went back to work. "Well I thought that since this is such a nice trail-" Anthony tried to explain. "Very funny, you've been down this way twice already; there are other countless paths you may take! But you choose this one? You're just a pervert!" The older girl yelled at him. "I'm sorry I never caught your name," Anthony attempted to change the subject. "It's Talia!" Jen spoke up. "Shut up you little slut and eat my cunt!" Talia yelled at her sister, "Yeah my names Talia but people just call me Tali." "Okay, Tali. Well, you see... Uh..." Anthony was nervous and didn't know what to say. "You were telling me why you were such a pervert and coming down here to see my dumb, slut, sister, eat my cunt!" Tali reminded him sarcastically. "Right... So I'm just going to go now," Anthony muttered quickly. He turned and started to walk away. "Fucking right you are!" Tali snarled at him. "Wait!"Jen called out. "What?" Tali asked. Anthony froze for a moment. "Why are you with your mom? What's wrong?" Jen asked sympathetically. "She's not my mom, she's my aunt," Anthony hollered back at them, "And nothing's wrong," Anthony continued walking. "Hey asshole! My sister's got a point, what happened?" Tali yelled back at him. "Nothing I said!" Anthony yelled while picking up his pace. "Oh fuck, get up," Tali told her sister. "Why?" "We're going to chase after him!" Tali stated plainly. She got up and began running after Anthony. "What about your clothing?" Jen asked. "Fuck it!" Tali screamed back at Jen, she unhooked her bra while running and tossed it down. Jen was left standing by the stump with her sister's clothing. Jen being her sister's sweet little slave, knew that she should probably pick up the clothing or be punished later. She gathered up her sister's garments and slowly chased after the two. Anthony was quite far from the girls when Tali started chasing after him. He hadn't even realized that Tali was chasing him. He was almost at Lover's Cove when Tali did catch up. Anthony heard panting and feet crunching through the forest, he turned around and there she was running after him. She didn't look like she could be a marathon runner. Tali's tits were bouncing up and down as she ran and there was already sweat running from her forehead down her body. She looked kinda silly with nothing but shoes on. Anthony stopped and waited for her to catch up. By the time she reached him she had to catch her breath. She bent over in front of him with her hands on her knees, panting. "You're really not in the greatest of shapes," Anthony laughed. "Fuck... You..." Tali managed to say. "It would be an honor!" Anthony laughed again. "Now... You're in... A great... Mood... Eh?" Tali asked. "Like I said before nothing's wrong Anthony told her. "Did you get her pregnant?" Tali asked seriously. She rose up to see Anthony quizzical face, "What?" She asked. "I've never fucked my aunt!" Anthony said shocked. "Why not?" Jen asked; she was trotting on up to them with Tali's clothing. "Well we can see who the athletic one here is," Anthony commented. "Fuck you." "Don't change the subject!" Jen shouted. "Whoa," Anthony muttered. "Yeah and you thought I was bad, I just keep her under control," Tali explained. "Why won't you fuck you're aunt?" Jen asked politely, she stuck her tongue out at Tali. Tali mocked her. "Well, maybe because she's my aunt," Anthony said sarcastically. "Yeah so, Talia's my sister and I fuck her brains out," Jen pointed out. "Hey, I let you," Tali told her, "I don't need you." "Oh please!" Jen laughed, "Anyways, why not? She beautiful!" "I noticed," Anthony said. "And she's slutty!" Tali added. "I kn- Wait what?" Anthony blurted out. "Can't you tell?" They both asked. "How could you?" "Well dude, she wears shorts that are shorter than 16 year old sluts'," Tali pointed out. "Yeah that's a big clue, and how old is she?" Jen asked. "32..." Anthony told them. "She married?" Tali asked. "Yeah..." "How long?" Jen asked. "About 10 years now... What does this have to do with anything?" "Slut factor just tripled," Tali informed him. "What?" Anthony laughed. "Well take it from us, married women are sluts," Jen told him. "How so?" Anthony asked, interested. "Well you see, an old bitch is married, they fuck lots for like the first year or so. Then they decide to have children, fucking goes right out the door then. Then they have a kid and are too busy doing other shut to fuck. Then they'll only fuck to have more kids," Tali explained. "Yep, so then they get slutty, but most quite don't know it. They want sex so bad that once you return it to them, they will want you to fuck them all the time," Jen continued. "And bam! You have your personal MILF sex puppet!" Tali finished. "Whoa," Anthony managed to say. "Deep stuff," Jen said nodding her head. "How old are you two?" Anthony asked. "16." "12" "Right, and how many MILF have you seduced?" Anthony asked. "Well let's see... Around... 20... Or so," Tali guessed. "21 if you count our mother," Jen corrected her. "Wait you fucked your mother? And she doesn't count?" Anthony asked amazed and confused. "She was drunk. Doesn't remember a thing," Jen explained. "But we took pictures," Tali winked at him. "Wow... And you think I have a chance with my aunt?" Anthony asked. "Well on the slut factor from 1 to 10," Jen started. "She's a sex craving whore," Tali finished. "That's about right," Jen nodded. Anthony smiled and laughed, "Any suggestions?" "You're going to do it?" Tali asked. He nodded. "Just don't do any romantic crap, fuck her hard and make her want more," Jen told him. "You think so," Anthony asked. "I may be 12 but I've gotten more MILF's than you've gotten anything," Jen reminded him. "Okay thanks;" Anthony told them, "I'm going to go find her now." They nodded; Anthony left them and returned down the oath he came. "Give me those clothes you dumb slut and remove yours!" Anthony heard Tali command. He chuckled and broke into a run. He wanted to find Sandra badly and just fuck her brains out. Sandra turned around, it was Lucy. "Oh well I see you took our advice and had a great night! Glad to see that," Lucy said happily, she embraced Sandra for a hug. Sandra not wanted to be rude returned the hug but said, "I don't know what you're talking about." Lucy pulled them apart and held Sandra's shoulders; she examined the face of an incest whore. "That definitely dried cum on your face, have a look in the mirror because you probably can't tell. I can't tell you the amount of times I've woken up with my sons cum on my face unaware of it presence. Or how many times I've almost let the girls go school with it on their faces," Lucy laughed remembering those memories. Sandra examined her face in the mirror. She already knew it was there, it wasn't that hard to feel it. She looked like a whore with the cum on but she didn't really mind, she thought it made her look sexier, dirtier, like a woman who actually gets some! "So how kinky did you guys get?" Lucy said winking at her. "Nothing happened I swear!" Sandra told Lucy attempting to convince herself. "Something must have, I mean look at your face! I don't think that boy of yours took advantage of you, at least I hope not..." Lucy said. "No he didn't take advantage of me..." Sandra sighed, "I took advantage of him." "Oh really?" Lucy said, "So what happened?" "Oh I just sucked his dick while he was drunk," Sandra said nonchalantly. "That's it?" A voice from the stall asked. "Who's there?!" Sandra said alarmed. She was worried that someone unknown just heard a dirty secret. "Oh its okay it's just little Cindy," Lucy reassured Sandra. Cindy hopped off of the toilet and flushed. The water whooshed down the toilet. Cindy opened the door and waved at Sandra. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands. "Mom I'm going back to the site," She told her mother. She headed for the door. "Wait a minute; did you wipe your pussy?" Lucy asked sternly. "Yes..." Lucy answered nervously. "Come here I can see piss dripping down your leg," Lucy commanded. Cindy trudged over to her mother who lifted her up on the counter top. Lucy bent over and inspected her daughter's pussy. "You know its one thing when we do water sports, but leaving your pee to dry like that makes your pussy dirty. No one likes to fuck a dirty pussy. Clean it up!" Lucy scolded her daughter. "How?" She asked. Lucy quickly burrowed her to fingers into Cindy's cunt. Cindy gasped, her mouth hung open, her shoulders held high. Lucy removed her fingers from her daughter and placed them in her mouth to suck. Cindy sucked her mom's fingers like a pacifier. "I taste good mommy!" Cindy spat out while choking on her mother's fingers. "Excuse me for a moment," Lucy said to Sandra. Sandra crossed her arms and leaned back waiting for them to be finished. Lucy bent over and let her tongue dive into Cindy's snatch. Cindy tilted her head back and moaned in ecstasy. Lucy rubbed her entire face into her daughter's cunt. She violently attacked her daughter's pussy with her tongue. She stretched it as far as she could and thrashed it about. All Sandra could hear was the sloshing about that Lucy was doing. Sandra turned around as if to give them privacy. She really was only trying to control her body, she remembered trying to get Anthony to lick her pussy last night her pussy started to soak just thinking about it. Sandra reached down into her pants, her panties were drenched. She rubbed her pussy lips a little. 'Oh Anthony why couldn't you just fuck me last night?' Sandra thought. She slipped her hand into her panties, she placed her other hand up against the wall. She tilted her head down as she slipped a finger into her pussy. She massaged the inside of her walls. Sandra let out a slight moan. "Hey why'd you stop?!" Cindy yelled. Sandra jumped to attention. "To teach you a lesson, next time you wipe your pussy, and then I'll let you cum. Go get Sky to finish what I started, if she's still sleeping.... Well you know how to wake her up," Lucy told her daughter. "Yippee, I love sitting on Sky's face! She is definitely my morning slut!" Cindy giggled and skipped out the door. "Hey watch your mouth missy!" Lucy called after her but she was already gone. "So..." Sandra said kicking the dust on the floor. "Oh sorry to keep you wait Sandra, where were we?" Lucy asked politely. "Well..." "Oh right, you took advantage of your nephew..." Lucy said; her voice trailed off as if she was thinking. "Well I wouldn't say take advantage," Sandra said in defense. "Oh, well what would you say dear?" Lucy asked politely. "Well... You see... Uh..." Sandra was drawing nothing but blanks. "It's okay dear, women our age need sexual pleasure as much as those teenage sluts do," Lucy explained, "Our body wants it but if you're like us and are married, well that sexual relationship dies. Fortunately for me I have children... Did you know that I haven't fucked my husband since before I found him fucking Jackie? He found his release and I understood it. This is how we became an incest family." "Well you and your husband may not still love each other," Sandra said. "Oh no we do, just no longer with a sexual desire," Lucy told her. "Well I have sex with my husband all the time!" Sandra said proudly. "Really?" Lucy asked; she raised her eyebrow in disbelief, "When was the last time?" "Right before I left," Sandra told her. "May I?" Lucy asked. "What?" Sandra asked confused. Lucy bent over onto her knees. She took her index finger and placed it on top of Sandra's pussy. "Ahhh," Sandra moaned. Her knees buckled and she nearly collapsed. She leaned into the corner of the room behind her. Lucy continued to rub Sandra's pussy slowly. Lucy looked up into Sandra's eyes. Her eyes were watering up; she was biting her lip attempting to stay quiet. Lucy turned her attention back to the pussy. She pried it open with her finger to inspect. She took her other hand and stuck her pinky into Sandra's pussy. Sandra screamed with pleasure. Lucy removed her pinky from Sandra who was now trembling. Lucy tasted her finger and came to a consensus. "You're lying," Lucy said plainly, she rose to her feet and helped Sandra out of the corner. "How did you know?" Sandra asked. "I can tell your pussy hasn't been used by a dick in years, not any real one at least... You should stop using your ribbed dildo; it's not good for your pussy." "How do you know?" Sandra asked, "And how could you tell?" "Well I have experience," Lucy laughed pointing at her pussy, "And I'm just an expert at these things, that way I know if any other boy has been fucking my girls." Sandra nodded, that explanation made some sense. She stared down at her feet ashamed of being found out and embarrassed she had gotten caught lying. "Dear it's okay," Lucy comforted her. "What is?" Sandra asked. "You can fuck any of my children or me or my husband if you prefer," Lucy told her. "How would that make things better?" Sandra asked. "Give your body some attention," Lucy explained. "That won't make me any better, besides no offense I'm not into one night stands anymore," Sandra told her rudely. "I see now," Lucy said in her wisest voice. "What?" Sandra asked, confused again for the fifth time. "Your nephew, he is the one you want to fuck," Lucy said with a smile. Sandra blushed; she realized that he was the dick that she needed to heal her body. "Ah, I am right?" Lucy laughed. "Perhaps," Sandra said with a sly smile. "Well that shouldn't be difficult at all. Just don't take advantage of him," Lucy warned. "Then what should I do?" Sandra asked. "I'll give you a tip, slutty is more attractive these days than romantic," Lucy said with a smile. "What the he'll does that mean?" Sandra asked. "Are you serious? I'm leaving now, I've tried to be a wise and insightful guide to incest, but you just don't rake the simplest hints." "Wait don't go," Sandra said. "Good luck, maybe next time we see each other you won't be so uptight," Lucy said. She winked at Sandra then opened the door. She was gone before Sandra could say another word. "What does that bitch mean by uptight?" Sandra said to herself. She turned to the mirror, and looked at her face. She did look slutty alright. The door opened behind her once again. A woman and her young daughter walked in. "Hello!" The girl said. Sandra turned around say hi not realizing her condition yet again. "Hello sweetie," Sandra said. "Oh my god!" The woman yelled, "Come on sweetie you can go pee in the bush," The woman said. She grabbed her daughter by the hand and they hurried out the door. "Bye," The little girl said. Sandra waived, she had no idea what had happened. She turned around to look in the mirror again, "Mother fucker!" She cursed. She squirted soap in her hands and started scrubbing her face. "Romantic is definitely better than slutty!" Sandra said to herself. Anthony was walking back to the campsite recollecting his thought about Sandra. She definitely was one of the greatest MILF's he had ever laid eyes on. She was attracted to him too he thought. She sucked his dick after all. And even then she wanted to go camping with just him in the first place. Maybe it was no coincidence that his sister and Sandra's entire family had gotten sick. But then again, they were both drunk when Sandra sucked Anthony's dick. Maybe she just did it on impulse he thought. One time thing perhaps. He remembered what the girls had told him, "Don't be romantic," that made no sense to him. How was he supposed to impress his aunt enough to sleep with him if he wasn't romantic? She's probably old school Anthony thought. I'll definitely have to do something romantic to show her how I feel; I can't just come out to her after all he thought. He kicked the rocked on the path wondering what he could do. He could take her somewhere but she'd have to drive. They could go somewhere around here but have the chance of being caught. Where could they go around the campsite without being caught he thought. There is no such place he concluded. Sandra arrived at the campsite slightly before Anthony. 'He must be upset if he's still gone!' She thought. Sandra went into the tent and put her toiletries away. Going through her bag, Sandra remembered what Lucy said again. She looked through her clothing that she had brought along. She only had t-shirts, shorts, and skirts. None of which were slutty in any fashion. The underwear she brought was plain as well; she did bring a thong though. That was about as sexy as it got for her. She left the little lingerie she had at home where it laid untouched for years. 'If I'm even going to slut it up, I'm going to have to do some shopping. I don't want to leave that boy here alone though. At the same time I can't take him with me.' Sandra stopped going through her bag, she heard someone walking about outside. She walked over to the entrance of the tent. Anthony unzipped it from the other side. "Oh, hello," Sandra said awkwardly. Anthony nodded at her. He stepped back to let Sandra out. Once out Sandra looked at him, he seemed upset she thought. Anthony entered the tent and zipped it up behind him. "What are you going to do?" Sandra asked. "Go have a shower," Anthony replied. Sandra nodded even though he couldn't see her. This could be her chance to go out and something she thought. She took a deep breath, her heart was racing. She slowly walked over to the hammock. She sat down looking stunned. Anthony exited the tent with a towel and some fresh clothes. Sandra looked up. "How long will you be do you think?" Sandra asked. "Uhm, I don't know?" Anthony replied. "Oh... Okay..." Sandra mumbled. Anthony left her in peace. Sandra thought about going but decided against it. It would seem rather suspicious if she just left, not to mention rude. Sandra sat there and waited. She wasn't thinking about anything important. Anthony on the other hand was thinking about their encounter. "I think I might have been a little too rude there," Anthony said to himself once in the showers. He turned the water on and stood under it. It felt nice and warm, soothing his skin. Showers for Anthony are a source of release while camping. "I wonder if I still even have a chance with her at all, I mean after this morning? Man. I think she was trying to make things better between us right there too, but I was just rude." Anthony rested his head against the wall in front of him letting the water flow down his back. "I wonder if she's got any plans for us today. I wonder how awkward the rest of the trip will be." Anthony grabbed the shampoo and started scrubbing his hair. "Perhaps I'll get lucky and the trip will turn Sandra into a horny, horny, incestuous aunt." Anthony laughed. Sandra was still sitting on the hammock now rocking herself back and forth. She was thinking about what to do when Anthony got back. The original plan for this Wednesday was to go on another hike but Sandra doubted that it would be any better than the one yesterday. She had to think of something else to do that day. Sandra really was a dumb cunt sometimes. The obvious thing to do was to go to the nude beach but it took her almost ten minutes of thinking to realize this. "Of course!" She yelled when she thought of it. That way for sure she would be able to see if he was still interested in her. "Maybe I should suggest going to that nude beach!" Anthony said to himself. He laughed again; he really did want to see his aunt naked again. He might get that chance he thought by convincing his aunt. Anthony turned off the water and quickly dried himself off; he really wanted to present his idea to Sandra before it was too late. He jumped into his clothing and sprinted out the door. Meanwhile Sandra began to pack the van. She wanted to be ready to leave by the time Anthony got back, that way he couldn't object. Once Sandra had loaded up, she undressed herself and waited by the van for Anthony. She wanted to give him a surprise. She heard someone running and was alarmed. She thought about Anthony and the fact that maybe he got himself into some trouble. When Anthony became visible to Sandra she noticed that he looked out of breath and was sweating. Anthony didn't see her when he arrived, he was panting and had to rest. He placed his hands on his knees and gobbled up the air. "Is everything alright?" Sandra asked worried. Anthony jumped at the sound of her voice. He then went into a state of shock when he noticed her attire. "Anthony?" She said. "Why are you naked?" Anthony asked slowly. "Well I thought we would go to the beach today," Sandra explained. "Oh..." Anthony said. "We don't have to if you don't want," Sandra said disappointed. "Oh no, it's just weird because I was just thinking the same thing just moments ago," Anthony laughed, "Let's go!" Anthony began to undress himself eagerly. Sandra giggled at him. She was happy with his reaction. Anthony looked up and smiled. Sandra laughed. "What?" Anthony asked smiling. "You still have shampoo in your hair you loser!" Sandra laughed. Anthony felt his head. He had jumped out so quickly he had forgotten to rinse his hair. "Go clean that up and then we can go." Anthony turned and ran to the showers. Soon after, they were on the road, both naked in the front seats traveling to the nude beach. Totally unprepared for what was to come next. Tell me what you think by emailing me at the7monkey8jess9@hotmail.com. I would love to hear your thoughts. There are still more days to come after this, if you have suggestions, I'm open to hearing them. Thanks :) Also check out my blog: jtmgoodies.blogspot.com I post my sex story in shorter parts as I write the story. If you're interested in my story you should definitely check this out so you don't have to wait all the time! Thanks :)