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Campsite Stranger Part 4 of 4 (MM/f, m/f, inc, nc?)
By Rzrsej

Dusk had fallen as the two couples fucked, without their really
having noticed it, so intent were they all in the feel of their
own bodies. Lisa had closed her eyes, trying to feel every single
inch of the cock that was inside her.

And then they were blind, the lights from a car pouring over all
four of them, bouncing off their sweaty, gleaming bodies. The car
door opened and Lisa’s eyes sprung wide. Her ears filled with the
scream of her father as he burst from the car and came running
towards them. “What in God’s name are you doing? I’ll kill you,
you little bitch! I’ll kill you!”

Time seemed to slow down. Her father tripped and went down hard,
but then scrambled up and continued towards them, screaming
almost incoherently as he did so. The stranger, meanwhile pulled
slowly out of Lisa’s ass and took two steps back from the table,
looking at the scene with calculating detachment. Lisa shivered,
her body missing the connection they had shared, and sat upright.
Her mind first screamed at her to cover herself in front of her
father, but she resisted this. He would see her for who she was.
No matter what might happen, she would not deny her own
sexuality. She sat proudly, her breasts open to his view, the
nipples standing out at attention. Kelli and Jake meanwhile, were
still together beside her, his cock halfway in her and her legs
still up in the air, though they had paused in mid-thrust to look
at their father.

“What do you think you’re doing?” their father screamed, “Jake,
get off of your sister.” So saying he grabbed Jake by the
shoulders and pulled him roughly from the table. “Put your
clothes on, both of you!” Neither child moved, Jake lying now on
the ground, and Kelli, her legs still splayed open so that her
father could look at his daughter’s soft cunt, the hole still
apparent from where her brother had just exited her. He turned
then to his oldest daughter, and she thought he might actually
kill her, from the look in his eyes. “You!” he said, though he
could barely spit out the word. “What have you done? What have
you turned them into?” and as he said it he moved towards her:
“I’ll kill you!”

He seemed not to have noticed the stranger, and in an instant he
was down, flat on his back, the stranger towering over him.
Kneeling down slowly, the stranger moved to his head, taking both
arms firmly in his own weathered hands and stretching them out
above his head. Her father’s feet began to lash out as he tried
to free his hands, and Lisa quickly moved to them and held them
down as well. Kelli and Jake moved up now at a nod from their
sister, and Lisa silently gave each of them a leg to hold.
Between the stranger and the two younger children, her father was
caught and though he continued to struggle, and his curses filled
the air for what Lisa was sure was miles, it was clear he could
not get up.

Lisa sat down for a moment Indian style, as her father kept
wailing, and looked for a long time at the stranger. She studied
his face, her brows knitted, her concentration unbroken by the
chaos going on on the ground. It seemed a long time she sat
there, simply thinking.

Then, she seemed to make a decision. Raising herself to her
knees, her mind set, she moved to her father’s waist and began
deliberately to begin unbuckling his belt. His cries stopped
then, and his eyes flew open wide, a kind of stricken panic on
his face. “What are you doing?!” he screamed. “Stop this! Jake,
Kelli, stop your sister. Don’t let her do this awful sinful
thing!” On and on he went, as she slowly unbuttoned and unzipped
his pants and then pulled them and his white underwear down his
hips to the middle of his thighs.

He was a thin man, with only a light covering of hair, and very
pale beneath his sparse dark hair. His penis lay soft against her
thighs, gleaming in the light from the car like some sort of
carnival prize. She reached down and took it in her hand,
kneading it softly and ignoring his pleas for sanity. He closed
his eyes and tried to fight the vision of his own daughter
touching him, but she could feel the blood begin to pulse inside
his cock and it only spurred her on. While he still remained half
soft, she bent down and took his head in her mouth, sucking
gently and flicking out her tongue so that it ran the underside
of him. Her hand stroked his balls, and then moved up the shaft
to meet her mouth. She stopped then for a few moments and looked
up at his face, a mask of anguish that he could not control his
body. She smiled as her hand continued to pump and he continued
to grow harder and harder.

Only when he was completely hard, did she relax her grip. He let
out a sigh of relief, believing his humiliation was finally over.
But immediately this turned to more cursing as he realized she
was climbing on top of him. She sat on his belly, pressing her
cunt into him so that he could feel its smoothness, its
hairlessness, making sure he registered every sensation, and
especially the sticky sweet moisture of her all over his stomach.
Then, reaching down behind her she took the head in her hand, and
still deaf to his protests, guided him into her pussy. She took
him all the way in, sliding down so that his balls touched her
ass, and his hairs tickled her clit. She let out a moan, not
merely from the deep places he seemed to touch inside her, but
from the thought of what it was she was doing, fucking her own
father. Then she began to move slowly, her hips gyrating on his,
moving so that every part of her inside was touched by him. Her
hands went to her breasts, squeezing and pinching, feeling the
smoothness of her own body and putting on the very best show she
could for him. Then her hands slid down her stomach to her clit.
She took two fingers and slid them underneath her so that she was
holding him as he slid back and forth inside her. She groaned
heavily, rocking back and forth.

It was all too much for her father. His own hips had begun to
rise to meet hers as his body responded spontaneously to the
pleasure of the moment. His cursing had tapered off, and while
his eyes remained closed, his breathing was clearly of another
sort, deep and lost in his daughter’s body. The stranger let go
his arms, and they moved instantly to her shifting hips, holding
her firmly and pushing her back again and again onto him.

Lisa lay down, spreading herself over him, her soft breasts
pressed against his chest. She kissed his neck and then his lips.
He kept them tightly closed at first, but she kissed with soft
wet lips, and eventually his own opened almost of their own will
and allowed her tongue to meet his.

As they kissed, the stranger undressed completely beside them.
Kelli and Jake looked up from their position at their father’s
feet, and the stranger waved them away. They moved off into the
darkness, but could be heard in the brush, the little girl
climbing atop her brother and beginning again to fuck. When the
stranger was completely undressed, his clothes laid neatly to one
side, he positioned himself over the man’s legs, just behind
Lisa. Lisa could feel him there waiting patiently for her, and as
she had before, she arched her back so that her ass was open to
him, inviting him in. He moved down to her and positioned his own
cock at the entrance to her ass, even as she continued to fuck
her father. Slowly he pushed himself in, until Lisa could feel
the two penises inside her, both pushing so deeply into her, the
two heads rubbing the walls inside her and driving her wild. She
hugged her father closer as both men took her, thrusting in and
out.

And then, in an instant, they were all coming at once, her father
spurting warm sticky come into her cunt and yelling his release,
the stranger’s cock’s head ballooning inside her ass as he too
shot wads of come into her, and Lisa herself coming from a place
deep inside that she didn’t even know was there. She lost all
control then, banging again and again back onto her father and
simultaneously impaling the stranger into her, screaming with
absolute abandon as wave after wave of orgasm rocked her body. It
took five full minutes for her to be able to regain enough
control to slow down. Even then, though she could feel both
cocks, wet and warm inside her, beginning to grow soft, she kept
them inside for as long as she could, rolling about in the
stickiness of flesh.

She must have passed out at some point, because she awoke
startled, her father and her siblings standing over her, all
three dressed now, the two children looking sheepish refusing to
look at her or their father. She was still naked and could feel
dried come up and down her thighs, and though it felt a little
dirty, it also felt good – she even squirmed a little, almost
like a pig in slop. The warm wind blew across her breasts and
belly and she moaned up at her father, Jake, and Kelli, and
blinked her eyes sleepily. The stranger was nowhere to be seen.

“Get up, Lisa,” her father said sternly. “I warned you what would
happen if you disobeyed me again. This time there will be no
going back. When we get back to camp, I’ll be phoning the
authorities and asking them to take you into custody. You’re
sick. You’ll spend the next few years in a juvenile detention
facility, and with any luck, we’ll never have to see your
disgusting face again.” His lip curled into a sneer as he said
it.

Lisa only lay there, a small grin on her face. She even opened
her legs and stuck a finger inside of herself. Pulling it out she
took it in her mouth and sucked with pleasure.

“Disgusting,” he spat down at her. “Get up or I’ll drag you back
to camp by your hair.”

There was silence for a moment between them. And then: “You don’t
get it, do you old man?” she said with a drawl. “There’ll be none
of that. I’m in charge of this family now. Unless that isn’t your
come I taste. I have a feeling the authorities, not to mention
mom, would be less interested in putting me anywhere than they
would be in locking a degenerate incestuous pedophile like you up
for the rest of your natural life. So shut the fuck up and go sit
on that picnic table until I’m ready to go back to camp.”


That night the three children sat around the campfire together,
roasting marshmallows while their father scurried about the
campsite pulling up stakes and taking down tent poles. They were
all three anxious to get back home, take long showers, and catch
up on tv and video games. Jake managed to get almost the whole of
a marshmallow smeared over his mouth as he tried to eat, and they
all laughed. Lisa laughed most of all, though, knowing that from
now on things in her family would be very, very different.