AsylumSeeker Having been punctual all of his life to the point of distraction, Ben Hunter winced when he glanced down at his watch after starting the engine of his blue extended-cab Dodge Ram pick-up truck. His goal had been to be on the road 7:00 a.m., but now it was nearly 10:00, which meant they wouldn’t reach the lake until very late in the afternoon.”So much for an afternoon of fishing,” he muttered under his breath.Once everyone was present and accounted for, he carefully backed up the truck along with the popup trailer that was attached to the bumper. And finally, three hours overdue, their family vacation was finally underway. He concentrated on driving until they reached the on-ramp of the highway. Once the city was behind them, he sighed with relief, set the cruise control, sat back, and relaxed.Ben glanced over at his wife of twenty-two years. Even at forty-one, she was still a lovely woman; and frisky, too, during much of their marriage. They’d both been through the normal cycles of weight gain followed diets, but it was the lifestyle changes they’d embraced as a family two years earlier that had them all looking fit and trim… and Ben and Connie as sexually active as they had been as newlyweds. Connie was a few inches shorter than him, with shoulder-length brown hair and warm hazel eyes. She appeared slender and athletic, with the long legs that had attracted him to her so many years ago, a nice ass, small but still-firm boobs, and a cute face he could look at for hours.She sensed him looking. Connie turned toward him and smiled warmly. Ben was the love of her life. He was tall, handsome, and started out dark. Although over the years his hair had receded and was now sprinkled with strands of white, which only made him look that much more irresistible to her. He was the kindest, most thoughtful man she’d ever met. Her heart swelled with emotion and she leaned over and kissed his cheek.”What’s going on in that mind of yours?” she asked.He gazed into her eyes, and then glanced into the rearview mirror, admiring their grown twins; one boy and one girl, all they desired in only one pop.”Oh, I was just thinking how much I love you and the two wonderful kids you raised. And that this may very well be the last family vacation we have.”Her right hand reached across her body and squeezed his right thigh. “You had a hand in their raising as well. I know you feel guilty about spending so much time away, but we all understood. It was the career you chose, and our lives are all the more better because of it. How many families these days can afford to put two beautiful children through college at the same time, without taking out loans? You planned very well for us, which has always made me so very proud of you.”He shrugged his shoulders uncertainly. Connie rested the left side of her head on his right shoulder. His arm moved around her, holding his loving wife close. The fingers of the hand on his leg began administering playful caresses, slowly inching toward his crotch. Ben’s cock twitched as it started stirring with life.”Are you doing what I think you’re doing?” he asked in a private whisper.Her soft hand cupped his crotch and squeezed. “Absolutely.”"Our kids are sitting behind us,” he reminded her.Her mouth moved to his exposed ear, tongue tracing along the semi-circular ridges. “Makes it even better, don’t you think? Like that time when we were dating and I sucked your cock dry under my parents’ watchful eyes?”Ben couldn’t suppress a grin as he remembered that night on their way home from a major league baseball game. They were home from college for spring break. It was late, the drive was nearly two hours long, and Connie was as playful as she’d ever been. That blowjob, made even better the risk of getting caught, had been the best of his life. Just thinking of it had his cock hardening.His gaze shifted from the road to the rearview mirror. Tim was still upset after being informed that the tent he had planned on taking couldn’t be located, meaning he had to sleep with his twin, Chrissie. His arms were folded across his chest in protest and he stoically stared out the right passenger window. Chrissie, on the other hand, was leaning back with her eyes closed, a headset over her ears, the other end attached to an iPod.”They’re eighteen,” Connie reminded him before nibbling on his earlobe. “Even if they caught us, we wouldn’t be contributing to the delinquency of minors.”He grinned. “Isn’t that just my luck? And here I was hoping I might find a reason for someone to take them off our hands.”"Very funny, buster!”He flinched as she squeezed his cock to the point of pain. A sharp jolt in his gut told him not to talk about their kids that way, not even in jest. Connie was a loving and protective mother and didn’t allow anyone, or anything, to adversely affect her precious offspring.”Okay, I get it,” he assured her.It was her turn to joke. “I don’t think you do. You finished your job when you gave them to me. I’ll only keep you around as long as I feel you’re useful, and right now I’m starting to have doubts…”As her fingers lightly squeezed, his cock began to swell. When she felt the growing bulge her tongue attacked his ear more aggressively, hot breath rushing over the skin. That was all it took for his prick to grow to its full size. It almost hurt as the unfurled flesh had so little room to expand.”Maybe I’ll let you stay,” she whispered. “Oh God, you feel so good. I love how hard you get now since we lost all the weight. I can feel it throbbing against my fingers.”She tried to be quiet as she tugged the zipper down. Hoping the metallic sound couldn’t overcome the humming of the air conditioner, she opened the front of his shorts. Ben kept shifting his attention between the road and the kids in the back. She felt reassured that he’d warn her if the kids turned suspicious. After the shorts were open she unbuttoned them, which was much quieter.Her heart raced with excitement as her soft fingers reached inside, carefully folding the front of his underpants down, releasing his swollen cock. Once unleashed it immediately popped up; her mouth watered, wanting so badly to lean down and suck on it, to feel it pulsing against her tongue. But that would’ve been a little too risky at the moment. So she kept her desire in check and settled for a hand job.To spice things up they’d been trying new things; talking dirty was something they discovered they both liked, perhaps because it so drastically conflicted with how they were raised. It went against everything they were ever taught; at home, at school, and of course at church.”You know this is torture for me,” Connie whispered, followed a kiss on his neck. “I want your big, hard cock pounding into my juicy cunt right now. You just wait, because I’m going to fuck your balls dry the first chance we get, big guy.”Ben grinned; he knew she meant every word, and had done precisely that on more occasions than he could count over the past year or so. Since his promotion eliminated business travel and they were in the best shape of their lives, the sex was frequent and intense. At the lowest point in their marriage they had sex less often than the year had holidays, which, looking back, was so sad and such a loss. But what they may have missed out on, they were making up for many times over.”Talk to me,” she prompted.”Your fingers feel so good on my cock, but it’s your hot pussy I want wrapped around it,” he responded. “I’d love to slide a hand down inside your shorts and finger your wet cunt right now.”Connie grinned devilishly. “That’s why I wore these workout shorts, lover. No snap or zipper, just very stretchable elastic. And no panties, either.”He switched hands on the wheel, leaving his right one free. With one eye on the back seat she pressed her shoulders against the seat and lifted her lower body upward, making his advances even easier. Ben pushed the bottom of her shirt up with the side of his hand until the waistline of her shorts was exposed, and then dipped his fingers under her clothing. She sat back down, accommodating his erotic explorations widening her legs.Her face contorted in pleasure as his fingers caressed her bald pubic mound, another experiment to steam things up, which had worked as far as he was concerned. Ben pressed two fingers into her vertical slit and was greeted wet heat. He could feel her body shuddering. Normally she’d be crying out in pleasure now, but was cognizant enough of their surroundings not to.Connie’s left hand squeezed tightly on his shaft. Semen was already oozing from his tingling balls. He made an adjustment to his cruise control, slowing the truck down to the speed limit instead of the usual seven miles an hour over that he usually drove at. But at the moment he didn’t want any unexpected interruptions. Besides, after the late start, getting to the campground quickly was the furthest thing from his mind.Her pelvis rotated upward. “Oh yeah, rub my clit… Harder…”His loving wife began pumping him faster as he rolled and pinched on the tiny nub. It felt so good. Her essence was flowing, lubricating her velvet-smooth slit. With her pussy grinding against his fingers, she could feel the tingling warmth of arousal building in her loins. The touching itself was erotic, but knowing the kids were right behind them added a sizzle that intensified the pleasure.It was so hard for Connie to control her frantic breathing and keep her moans at whisper-level. Her cunt was on fire, body squirming and trembling. A slight squishing sounded as her slit grew wet. Her widened thighs flexed as he tenderly pinched on her pulsating nub. “Almost…”Her body stiffened in joyous delight as an orgasm gripped her form. She bit down on her lower lip to silence the threatening cries. Her entire frame shook as waves of surging heat rushed through her flesh, the amazing tingling sensations satisfying her building sexual need. As she climaxed fresh juice soaked her cunt, leaking down the crack and staining the back of her shorts. Connie couldn’t stifle the final cry of her orgasm, and then forced a convincing cough to cover it up.When his wife relaxed, Ben removed his hand from her shorts and wiped the wetness off using the bottom of his shirt. Connie turned around and looked in back.”Chrissie is leaning back with her eyes closed listening to music, and Tim appears lost in thought and is staring out the side window,” she reported in a whisper. “I don’t think they’ll notice.”Ben’s eyebrows furled. “Notice what?”Connie grinned back. “I think you already have a pretty good idea.”Her upper body bent over. A second later the wet heat of her mouth engulfed his stiff, throbbing cock. Ben’s body stiffened and his right foot unintentionally floored the gas pedal. He looked into the mirror to see if the kids reacted to the sudden change in speed, but it didn’t look like it. Ben let off and allowed the speedometer to back off to the cruising speed he’d set earlier.He heard a soft giggling as her lips descended down his hard shaft, taking him all the way inside and down her throat. She’d gotten so good at that over the years. After being away for weeks at a time, he timed his homecomings when the kids were at school or at other planned events that gave them privacy. And each time he’d no sooner be in the door when Connie dropped to her knees to welcome him back in a most decidedly wonderful way. Practice certainly did make perfect!He took his eyes off the road for just a second and looked down, whispering, “You’re evil!”Connie’s muffled laughter was her only response.When a leg banged into the back of his seat, Ben’s eyes immediately moved to the rearview mirror.”Oops, sorry,” Chrissie’s voice spoke up.It wasn’t much longer before Ben was on the verge. His balls were tingling and filled with pressure. He grabbed the wheels with both hands, fingers tightening around the knurled leather cover so hard that his knuckles turned white. He leaned forward slightly while making tiny pumping motions with his hips. His pulsating mass pushed into and drew back out of her skilled mouth, lips tightly compressed around him.Suddenly he quietly grunted, silently ejaculating the first part of his load. Connie’s mouth kept sucking, swallowing milky stream after milky stream, continuing to drain him even as the initial powerful bursts slowed to a slow leaking. He jerked and shuddered in restrained delight, swerving slightly from left to right while keeping the truck and attached trailer between the lines. He leaned back and sighed at the end, signaling the completion of his orgasm.When she straightened up, they briefly kissed.”You spoil me,” he chuckled.She nodded her agreement. “We spoil each other, sweetheart. I love you like crazy!”"And I love you like crazy right back!”They shared another quick kiss, this time with tongue.Connie glanced at the back seat, noticing Chrissie was all curled up facing away from her twin brother and making her wonder if they’d been fighting again. She settled back down with her head against Ben’s shoulder, looking out front at the passing scenery.”How far are we?” she asked.”From the lake?” he clarified.”No, from our traditional halfway stop. I really have to pee.”He gave it careful consideration. “Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes; can you wait?”She snuggled against his side. “I can wait.”He moved his right arm around the incredible woman who had become the center of his life; Connie Grace Withers. They had always kidded how she lived up to her middle name, while not allowing him to live up to her last name. Although they grew up in the same town and attended the same schools, they hadn’t met until their first year of college during the opening days.They hit it off right away, and were an ‘item’ before winter. They were intimate the New Year and inseparable before the following spring. That spring break was one for the record books as they sucked and fucked like crazy while the parents were at work. Sexually spent, they visited their respective families in the evenings, etching such a fine impression on the doting parents as Ben appeared caring yet respectful. Those were the days!There were so many wonderful memories. Walking her to classes while kissing on the way, sometimes squeezing on her fine breasts…”One mile,” Connie announced when she saw the familiar sign. “Hey kids, we’re almost ready to stop!”When Ben pressed his moist lips against the left side of her face, his wife closed her eyes and whispered, “Love you.”Her spontaneous words warmed his heart.There had been too many business trips, so few escapes, and this amazing woman had weathered the storm and was even grateful for the rain it brought. His love, respect, and admiration only increased.”I love you more.”"I won’t argue, but you’re wrong.”They stopped at the halfway point to the lake for gas and snacks and got back on the road. This was the nicest part of the drive. With the city and its concrete environs behind them, their bodies sexually satisfied for the time being, they could enjoy real, natural scenery on the way to the campground.* * * * *Shortly after the stop Connie noticed that Chrissie had put the bag of chips she’d been eating away and Tim was sitting very closely at her side. It was heartwarming to see them getting along so well. At the family meeting they’d had last week Ben had strongly petitioned for their cooperation, and it appeared to have worked. Why they chose to fight so much had really bothered her for the longest time. It wouldn’t be much longer before they were out the door and off to college. And after that there would be boyfriends for Chrissie, girlfriends for Tim, and probably a couple of weddings in the upcoming years. And then grandchildren; Connie smiled when she imagined what it would be like to hold a ba in her arms again. Although not looking forward to being called a grandmother, she loved the thought of having grandchildren.”You’re awfully quiet,” Ben noticed. “Should I be concerned?”His wife sighed. “Not at all. I was just thinking that in the next few years our two wonderful children will be getting married and having children of their own. I miss having babies around to love and care for.”"You’ve always been a wonderful, loving mother and wife,” he proudly announced while turning and lightly kissing a cheek. “The kids may not appreciate that yet, but I certainly do. And speaking of kids, we’ll have to be extra careful as long as we’re going to be sleeping in the same trailer with them. If you know what I mean.”She grinned. “I’ll be as quiet as a mouse in a house, as long as you stay as hard as a rock.”Ben couldn’t suppress the smile that formed on his lips. It was quite apparent that Connie wasn’t about to allow the presence of their adult children to affect the recent upswing in their sexual activity, which he thoroughly enjoyed hearing. For far too long they’d allowed external influences to interfere with their intimacy, but no more. Life was too short.”You’ve got yourself a deal.”She cooed, “I’ve got a sneaking suspicion this is going to be the best family vacation ever.”For three hours they enjoyed the gorgeous views of the passing scenery. Connie glanced back at the kids several times, who both appeared to be sleeping. At one point she noticed Tim had an erection while snoozing.”I can’t believe it!” she whispered into Ben’s ear. “Your son has a hard-on!”Ben grinned. “Like father, like son.”"You devil!”* * * * *After getting to the lake they briefly stopped at the administration office to obtain a camping permit, and then used the provided map to navigate their way there. They were close to the lake shore when Ben stopped the truck. Ben and Connie got out and admired the lovely view. As they stood looking through a stand of pine trees at the water beyond, Ben moved his right arm around his wife’s slender waist.They first started vacationing at the lake when the twins were three years old. Camping was something that Ben’s father had introduced him to. For many years they slept in a two-room tent in sleeping bags on the hard ground. But as they aged, air mattresses and later foam pads were used under the sleeping bags, which then progressed to cots, and in recent years a pop-up trailer replaced the tent. But the lake remained the one constant in their lives that always provided so much joy for them.”Pretty, isn’t it?” he asked.Her right hand reached across and caressed his upper chest while her body cuddled against his side. “It always is.”Their eyes met in a loving gaze before their parted lips kissed. Tongues extended and entwined in passionate kissing that quickly stirred their excitement. Connie softly moaned as her hand moved from Ben’s chest to his crotch, feeling his cock beginning to twitch.The sound of a door opening distracted Connie, who glanced back in time to see Chrissie stepping away from the parked vehicle. She sighed.”What’s wrong?”"It looks like they may have been fighting again.”Ben grimaced. “We’ve all had a long drive. Let’s get the campsite set up.”* * * * *After getting his reluctant son out of the back seat of the truck, Tim quickly headed off to the bathroom. A few minutes later the men got the trailer detached from the truck bumper and rolled it into place. And then they took turns spinning the crank, watching with building excitement as the roof slowly rose and the two wings unfolded and fell into position, which would serve as their respective beds for the following week.The family worked as a team, like a well-oiled machine. After so many years of practice, everyone knew their roles. As the men got the trailer prepared, Connie and Chrissie began unloading the back of the truck. the time they’d finished stacking the boxes and suitcases, the trailer was ready and the men began scouring the immediate area for wood.
AsylumSeeker AUTHOR’S NOTE: My deepest thanks to the readers who voted for these and my other stories. Thanks to you Ch. 3 of this series recently earned the Reader’s Choice Award for 2007 in the Loving Wives category. The congratulations belong to you!Ben sat on the mattress and pretended to be looking at his favorite young Russian tennis star captured in a provocative pose, but not even the blonde beauty could hold his attention… not when his wife was changing. In the cramped quarters of the pop-up camper privacy came at a premium and wasn’t always obtainable. Sure, he could’ve been a good husband and a gentleman and waited outside, but instead he promised her he wouldn’t look. But he’d crossed his fingers so the promise didn’t count, right? That was what he told himself at any rate as his eyes frequently looked up and took in the view of the wife he loved and admired so much. Their bodies were fit now, but even when they weren’t he still never tired of admiring the woman he’d married and dedicated his life to. He loved her more now than when they first married; it was a different kind of love that was so difficult to put into words. Shared experiences probably played a big part in it.”You know I don’t like being watched,” she cautioned him as she propped her left leg up and began rubbing lotion into the skin.She was naked… and beautiful. He had a good side profile and was able to see the curvature of her buttocks as it flared out slightly from her lower back before receding inward to the top of her thighs. It used to be larger but was now sleek and trim while still retaining its pleasing shape.Her legs were one of her finer attributes in his opinion, although she had so many nice points that he found it difficult to identify them all. Her long, slender legs were athletic from their many early-morning runs together.He dropped all pretenses of viewing the magazine as his gaze slowly shifted upward. His eyes couldn’t see her concealed crotch; they then rose over her flat tummy to the jiggling breasts that rested on her chest. Those were definitely one of his favorite things about his wife. His eyes focused on the nipples, which seemed to harden as he relished his view of them…Connie could feel his eyes on her body. She shot him several stern warning glances, but nothing seemed to be able to deter him. She finally gave up altogether. “So what’s this surprise?”"It’s no surprise, just dinner out,” Ben responded.She lowered her left leg and lifted her other one before pushing down on the pump and dispensing lotion onto her right palm.”It’s more than dinner out,” she contested as she looked over at him suspiciously. “After all these years together I know when you’re excited, and you were excited when you suggested it. And please stop staring at me!” “I’m not staring!” he exclaimed defensively. “I’m… I’m just observing.”"Well then stop ‘observing’ me, you jackass!” she playfully countered. “You know how self-conscious I am about my body.”"You have a great body.”Connie complained, “I just don’t see myself that way.” She’d finally had enough of his gawking and in an annoyed voice asked him, “Can’t you PLEASE give me some privacy?”He held his hands up in surrender and quietly chuckled. “Okay, alright, I give up, I’ll step outside.”"Oh don’t be so melodramatic!” Connie told him. “You know me well enough now.”After standing up he turned around and picked up the magazine he’d given up reading and announced in a Russian accent, “Okay, fine! But SHE is coming with me!”As he approached the door Connie covered her front with a towel. “I wonder if they know.”He stopped and looked in her direction. “You wonder if they know what?”She offered a naughty grin. “I wonder if those girls know that thousands of men around the world stare at the photographs while thinking of fucking their hot, tight little bodies?”It was Ben’s turn to grin. “Sure they know, and they love it. It’s what gets them wet at night.”"You’re terrible!” she exclaimed in feigned shock. “I hope you realize you’re saying those nasty things about girls that aren’t much older than your own daughter!”"My favorite is actually a few months younger. I read her bio.”Connie rolled her eyes. “Yes, I’m sure you did, probably several times, and even highlighted the best parts.”As he turned and stepped out the door a shoe followed and glanced off the back of his neck, landing on the grass at the foot of the steps. As Ben pulled the door closed he made a point of stealing one last glance.Connie squealed as he caught a brief glimpse of her full frontal nudity. As she looked back with a stern scowl of disapproval on her face his right hand reached down and he squeezed on his crotch. Her sudden burst of laughter chased him out of the trailer.Ben took a seat on the far side of the bench outside and looked down toward the lake with his back to the trailer. He could barely hear children’s laughter drifting up from near the pier. It reminded him when Tim and Chrissie were younger. How he always cherished those times with them. The road was always so lonely when business called him away from the family, which he allowed to happen far too often.After a few minutes he realized how quiet it was. He’d given the kids some money to eat dinner at the small diner next to the Ranger station so that he and Connie could spend the evening out. It sure was quiet when Tim and Chrissie were away. What would it be like once they were both gone for good?He heard the trailer door clicking closed behind him.”Okay, I’m ready,” Connie announced. “See, it goes much quicker when you’re not ‘observing’.”"That may be, but it sure was a whole lot more fun.” He stood up and turned, fixing his gaze on the beautiful vision of his wife. She was wearing a short dark skirt with a thin white silk halter with spaghetti straps. It was short and left a thin slide of her flat midriff exposed. He immediately recognized the outline of both unrestrained breasts that slightly shifted underneath.”No way, missie, you are not going out in public dressed like that!” he jokingly exclaimed.She blushed and giggled, holding her elbows out as she intentionally shook her chest. The free-moving breasts bounced from the vibrations as he watched them with building desire in his heart.”You like?” Connie asked in a seductive tone as she approached her husband. “You want?”He gently pulled her into his arms and confirmed, “Me want. Me want very bad.”She moved her arms around his waist as she gazed deeply into his eyes. “I love you, Ben.”"I love you too, Connie. No regrets?”The slight smile on her lips widened as her eyes brightened. “Marrying you? No, never. I’ve never looked back, not even once.”His eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Not even when we had the problems?”"Not even then,” she confirmed. “So what’s going on in that head of yours? I can almost see those little gears turning.”"I thought after dinner we could walk across the street to that dance club and boogie down for a bit,” he admitted. “If it’s still there, that is.”Connie grinned. “It is, when I passed it today I checked.”"Really?” he asked in a surprised voice.”Yes, I was thinking of asking you out.”Ben raised his eyebrows and winked suggestively. “I like where this is heading.”"I wouldn’t be so quick to judge,” she countered, feeling especially playful at the moment. Connie could feel her nipples stiffening with excitement. “Take me to dinner.”"I’d love to.”They briefly kissed before he took her hand and led her to the truck. His eyes were all over Connie as he helped her into the passenger seat. When she stepped up Ben had a great glimpse of her ass, and that was when he noticed the zebra-striped thong that was under her skirt. His cock immediately stirred, refreshed the promise of what the evening would bring.After he got behind the wheel and started the engine, they began slowly making their way to the main road.”So what’s this big mystery you’ve been alluding to?” he inquired. “And why are you sitting so far away from me?”Connie hesitated, as if deciding how much to tell him right now, and then turned and looked over at him. “I’ve been pretty good about making our sex hot, haven’t I?”Ben’s face reddened as he grinned like the cat that ate the canary. “You know you have. The young Russian idea was about the best yet. I still get hard thinking about it.”"Good, because tonight there are no guarantees,” she announced with a straight face.Since Ben couldn’t read her facial expression he couldn’t be sure if she was serious or just yanking his chain. He was admittedly confused this woman that looked just like his wife but sounded nothing like her at all!He was incredulous. “You mean we may not make love tonight?”"Oh, I’m pretty confident I’ll be getting laid,” she revealed. “But whether or not it’s with you remains to be seen.”Ben did a double-take and then looked over at her. He was again greeted a distinct lack of expression that had him reeling. What was she talking about? Where had all of this come from? Was she kidding him, or was she seriously threatening to sleep with another man?”Okay… you lost me somewhere, sweetheart, I don’t follow.”"Tonight won’t be automatic, Ben,” she patiently explained. “You need to win me over all over again.”"Win you over? Why?” he wondered out loud.”Because with the kids heading off to college it’s as if we’re closing one chapter of our lives and getting ready to open another. I need to know you still have it, that the spark is still there, that I’m still worthy of being chased,” Connie said, spilling her heart. “Or do I have to trade you in for a newer model?”They both fell silent as the news slowly sank into his brain matter. “You were right earlier,” he decided.It was Connie’s turn to be confused. “About what?”"I don’t like where this is heading, not one bit.”Connie finally smiled. “But you’ll do it for me because I’m worth it.”"Damn right!”She looked away and in a cavalier tone announced, “We’ll see, I’m hoping the competition is stiff. But I’ll be pulling for you.”* * * * *Ben was surprised the amount of forethought that went into this… whatever it was. After he pulled into the parking light and killed the engine she laid out the rules to “prevent any misunderstandings” as his wife quite clearly pointed out.After dinner she’d leave early and he’d settle the bill, giving her time to make a solo appearance at the dance club. When he did arrive he was just “another horny guy”, which was her exact words and made him quietly laugh. Ben had to be tolerant of other men paying her attention, because she wouldn’t turn down any man she was genuinely interested in.During dinner he was quiet as he tried to anticipate what it was Connie was trying to accomplish. They shared some conversation but much less than normal as there was awkwardness between them spawned what was to follow. They ate quickly and brought the dinner phase to an end fairly briskly. Connie left prematurely, as planned, as Ben casually settled the bill and considered his strategy.The longer Ben thought about it, the better he understood. His wife was looking for the smooth guy he used to be. She wasn’t reconsidering their marriage, but was challenging him to embrace the spark that she knew was still there buried under layers of fatherhood; layers of fatherhood that needed to be shed, just as she was shedding the layers of motherhood and redefining who she was as a person. They needed to reconnect.As Ben crossed the street he tried to think of Connie’s weakness, something that completely disarmed her, and he instantly knew it was his humor… his uncanny ability to make her laugh at even the most silly, stupid, and inappropriate remarks.”Shock and awe,” he whispered to himself. * * * * *Ben was brimming with confidence as he walked into the club. He stood just beyond the doors as his eyes adjusted to the bluish glow from neon lights. He saw Connie sitting on a stool at the bar appearing painfully available, right leg crossed over left, and looking so very fine. He smiled to himself, wondering how long the charade would continue as he approached.”Can I buy you a drink?” he offered politely, acting as if they’d never before met.She didn’t even look in his direction, instead staring at the colorful flashing lights beneath the Plexiglas tiles comprising the dance floor. “One’s on the way.”"Then I’ll pay for it,” he suggested.Connie turned and looked at him. “It’s already paid for, but thanks for the offer.”His eyes were briefly drawn to her breasts. The thin silk halter settled over them, revealing their alluring shape. The fabric caught on the nipples, causing a ripple in the otherwise smooth surface. He wanted to take her into his arms, slide a hand beneath the top, and squeeze on them.A man ten years younger approached from the direction of the bathrooms. He flexed his arms as if to intimidate. Ben had to admit the guy was handsome as a sinking feeling settled in his gut.It was early and the club was pretty empty as Ben occupied a stool a few away from the one Connie sat at. When the bartender approached he leaned forward and ordered a drink. the time he looked over at his wife, Connie and the muscleman were slow-dancing. A twinge of jealousy rushed through him at seeing them together.Ben liked the song, it was one he’d heard many times on the radio in earlier days. But as he watched the wife he loved so much rubbing up against the chest of another man his fingers tightened around the drink glass so hard that he feared it would be crushed.The question “Why is she doing this?” resounded in his mind over and over. Did she not love him as much as he loved her? Did she really have doubts about the longevity or sincerity of their relationship? Or was this all some twisted game?”Two can play this game,” he whispered to himself as his eyes scanned the limited opportunities.There were a dozen tables across from the bar. A few couples could be seen, and a table with three young women. The women didn’t look to be much older than Chrissie, not that age mattered that much to Ben. The simple truth was, he wanted Connie.Ben watched as the muscleman noticed the table of three women as well. The man leaned back against the bar and flexed his arms. One of the women saw and pointed him out to her friends, who all giggled and smiled in his direction. When muscleman took the bait and approached them, Ben had his opening.Although Connie was pretending not to notice her husband, she was watching him in her peripheral vision while wondering what his next move was going to be. It was difficult dancing with a strange man knowing Ben was watching. She could only imagine what he’d been thinking while seeing her doing that. Connie wasn’t sure how she’d get rid of the stranger and was grateful when he found someone else to set his sights on.”You must have a mirror in your panties,” Ben suddenly whispered.Connie jumped. She was startled as she hadn’t noticed his approach. But she did hear his words, which confused her. “Excuse me?”"You must have a mirror in your panties,” he repeated with a smile, “because I can see myself inside of them.”Connie couldn’t suppress the laughter his inappropriate pickup line sparked. It took several moments for her to regain her composure.”How about a dance?” he quickly followed up in a two-pronged seduction.”How could any woman possibly resist after such a romantic introduction like that?”He gently grasped her right hand and led her to the dance floor. Muscleman was there with a cute, lithe redhead who Ben took a moment to admire, but his attention quickly refocused on his own lovely companion.”I saw that,” she whispered after he pulled her into his arms. “I hope you’ll look at me that way too.”"I have been all along,” he responded.Their arms moved around one another’s shoulders and he pulled her against his chest. Ben felt her soft breasts compressing between them and enjoyed how they felt. He breathed in her alluring scent as their bodies slowly swayed in rhythm with the relaxed beat of the ballad that was playing.”Do you like dancing?” he asked the woman in his arms.”I like dancing with you.”It was the first of many, and reminded them both of the times when they were courting. They didn’t kiss or fondle, but tenderly explored. Fingers rubbed up and down arms, lips softly touched necks, and there were fleeting caresses of hands over asses. It was stirring for them both, intoxicating even more than the three drinks they each consumed during the course of the evening.”I need to go home,” she finally whispered as the last song they danced to faded into the next.”Alright,” Ben answered and led her back towards the bar.Connie returned to her stool as he stood and finished his drink. “Can I escort you home?”She smiled. “I was rather hoping you would.”They left the club hand in hand, both of them feeling like the young lovers they once were. Ben had been fighting the erection that had been coming and going all evening. His balls were more than full and ached in misery, desperate to be drained.Connie wasn’t in much better shape. She would’ve loved to have stayed a little longer, but she could feel the wetness that had thoroughly soaked the slim panel of fabric that covered her sex. Every movement of her legs smeared the wetness against her inner thighs and was driving her crazy. Both nipples had flared and been wildly throbbing for most of the evening.He fished the keys from his pocket and de-activated the alarm, which also unlocked the vehicle. He reached out ahead of her from behind and opened the door. As she stepped up he once more got a peek of the zebra-striped thong which he loved! “Let me get the seatbelt for you,” he offered once she was comfortably seated.He held the shoulder strap buckle and began drawing it across her body. The back of his fingers intentionally rubbed across the front of both breasts and nipples, triggering a soft moan from her sweet lips.Connie couldn’t believe how hot she was and how hard her heart was beating. She jumped when he touched her pulsating nipples, which caused the smoldering warmth in her loins to flare once more. Her aroused cunt throbbed with needful desire. And then, when he leaned across her body to fasten the buckle, she couldn’t possibly take any more.Their eyes met. He could see her flushed face, hear her heavy breathing, and see the steamy look of passion in the gaze that she returned. No words were needed to know what she wanted at that very moment.Ben dropped the seatbelt which was quickly reeled back the spring assembly. He cupped her reddened cheeks in both hands and glimpsed at the moist lips that beckoned. He leaned forward while closing his eyes, their mouths meeting in a kiss that was instantly passionate. Wet tongues hungrily entwined in erotic explorations.He lowered his hands, caressing her sleek, smooth neck before rubbing on both shoulders. His fingers slipped under the thin shoulder straps as they explored the silky softness unchallenged. Ben’s cock was once again fully engorged. He could feel the thick wetness that had been painted on the inside of his briefs over the course of the evening. This time, he knew, it would not be in vain.Connie’s mouth pulled away as she slid her body deeper into the cavernous truck. Ben could see all the way under the skirt to her zebra-striped crotch, lured forward its silent, frantic calls. They were matched those of her gorgeous breasts which he also hungered for as never before. He stepped up into the truck and pulled the door closed, immersing their bodies in darkness as the dome lights were extinguished.
AsylumSeeker Author’s Note: My intent is not how things turned out. I had anticipated two separate series, written concurrently, Under Watchful Eyes (series) and Under Watchful Eyes 2, both with successive and linked chapters. Somehow, and I’m sure though my own fault, they have turned up as successive chapters (despite my attempt to delineate the differing cats). Oh well, shit happens. Enjoy!*After they got back to the empty trailer they removed their soiled shorts. Connie grabbed both items and shoved them into a cloth bag they would be using as a hamper. Ben took off his shirt and reached for hers.His wife protested. “Ben, no. The kids could come back at any moment.”"Yes, I know, but you look so good I can’t keep my hands off you,” he agreed, while lifting the bottom of Connie’s t-shirt up despite her reluctance. “We can pull the privacy curtain closed once we’re on the bed.”She sighed and moved her arms loosely around his neck. “Haven’t you had enough for the moment? We just made love, so there’s no way you can be ready this quick.”"That’s true, but it doesn’t mean I can’t get you all wound up. Besides, I thought you loved to cuddle.”"I do, Ben, but…”He wouldn’t be turned down. With a wide grin on his face he helped her up onto the mattress. She crawled to the far side as he got in, making sure the privacy curtains were closed. Naked, their bodies cuddled closely as his lips covered hers. Their warm tongues entwined in slow, deep, wet kissing as hands massaged and caressed.Connie softly moaned; she did love to cuddle. After frantic love-making, there was nothing better than enjoying her man while relaxing at his side. Even when he was soft and still seeping with cum, she loved to fondle his soft cock and empty balls. And although freshly-fucked, she eagerly parted her legs so he could lazily slide a couple of fingers in and out of her still-warm pussy, coating the digits with remnants of the deep affection they felt for one another.When Ben’s mouth broke free of hers, she rolled onto her back and sighed, “I love you, sweetheart.”His lips and tongue slowly nibbled a path down the side of her neck. Between kisses he whispered, “And I… love you… and your… amazing… body.”If she had any idea what impact changing their lifestyle would have made, Connie would’ve suggested it years ago. She shuddered in delight while savoring the sensations created his slowly pumping fingers, which soon had her loins re-energized with tingling heat. His mouth felt so good as it patiently lowered to a breast, licking the swell all around before closing in on the swollen, throbbing nipple. Her back arched and she gasped out loud as he sucked the rubbery tip into his mouth.His teeth gnawed on the nub as she knew he would, sending slight stinging jolts rippling through her flesh. The tame abuse was just enough to fuel her growing passion. Ben noticed as her juice began flowing, the warm wetness embracing his thrusting fingers. Her body started squirming on the mattress while her hips made fucking motions.Connie’s fingers were stroking her husband’s cock, trying to get it hard again. She wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her once more, pounding his body into hers, shuddering in pleasure in his loving arms. There was nothing Connie wouldn’t do for Ben, and she knew with complete certainty that there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her. Each wanted nothing more than to bring sexual joy to the other.Despite her squeezing and stroking, Ben’s cock hardened slightly but not enough to penetrate. They both knew it was too soon for him, but not for her. And being the selfless lover he was, intent on pleasing her more than himself, he shifted his body downwards and settled between her widened thighs. “This was your plan all along,” she realized.Ben looked up, grinning, and winked. Connie closed her eyes and relaxed, enjoying her growing arousal as it consumed her lower belly. He was a generous mate and didn’t mind tasting his own semen as it mixed with her essence and continued leaking out of her sex. After pushing the two fingers back inside, his lips and tongue teased her enlarged clitoris.”Oh, yeah… That feels good, ba,” she whispered.A squishing noise sounded as his fingers fucked her juicy cunt. Her body flinched several times as his lips nibbled a little too hard on the sensitized nub. His licking tongue sent tingling heat rippling through her loins, stoking the building flames of passion. She cupped both breasts and captured the hardened nipples between thumbs and index fingers, twisting on the tips just to the point of discomfort. Connie was really getting into it. As her excited body approached climax she began pumping her hips and pelvis hard, grinding her pussy against his mouth and wiggling fingers. Her breathing became frantic gasps as perspiration formed on her brow. Sensing she was close, Ben drew her clit deeper into his mouth and sucked hard. Her response was immediate as both hands reached down and pulled his face tightly into her leaking cunt.”Oh, Ben… Almost, ba…” she breathlessly groaned.She seemed to be hanging on the very edge for what appeared like an eternity, but was actually more like a minute. Her thrusting hips were growing tired as juice glazed his fingers and chin. Finally her body clenched hard as the long-awaited orgasm erupted. It grabbed her like a fist as powerful spasms had her sweaty form convulsing in intense, exhausting motions. Tingling fire raced through her system, triggering a brief surge of hot essence.When it was over, Connie collapsed onto the bed while gasping for air. Ben’s mouth retreated from her satisfied clit and began lapping up the juice that was still seeping from her sex. With each passing moment his wife’s luscious body relaxed and began recovering from the climax. He was quite content with sucking in her tangy essence and reveling in its full flavor.They continued cuddling, this time their touching restricted to non-sexual parts of the body. Realizing it was getting late Connie grew concerned about the kids.”I haven’t heard a peep out of either of our kids,” she mentioned. “I thought for sure they’d be back now.”"Leave them be, Connie. Let’s just enjoy the privacy.”"We’ll have more than enough privacy once they’re both…” she started but tapered off as tears threatened to flow. “I need to check on them.”Ben sighed in frustration but quickly catered to her needs. “We can both go. It’s a nice evening for a stroll anyway.”After dressing, they walked down to the shore and looked in vain for the kids.”It looked to me like they were going swimming,” Ben softly spoke.”I’m worried, Ben. It’s getting late, and this isn’t like them,” Connie announced in a concerned tone. “I hope… Oh no, dear God no, not that…”He stepped around to her front and pulled his distraught wife into his arms while softly chuckling. “Please, sweetheart, don’t let your imagination get the best of you. They probably lost track of time is all. They’re both adults and are quite capable of taking care of themselves. I know Tim would never let anything happen to Chrissie.”"But they fight, ba. What if…”After a brief pause he suggested, “Come on, while the mice are away maybe the cats can play. Are you game?”She sniffled a few times. “I’m sure you’re right, but if they’re not home in the next hour…”"…I’ll drive to the Ranger station myself,” he finished. “Come on, we have a perfect chance to do some very naughty things.”"But… Are you ready this soon?” she questioned.”Let’s find out,” he confidently responded as he led her back toward the trailer.With his right arm around her slender waist, they walked side side. “When we get there I have something to show you.”She playfully elbowed him in his side. “Yeah, I bet.”Ben chuckled as he stopped their forward motion. “I’m not talking about that. It was a gift I came across when Tim and I were digging through the attic looking for his tent.”Connie’s curiosity was piqued. “Mmm, you know I love presents. Did you forget to give it to me?”He pulled her body to his front, hugging her as they stood face to face. “It’s one you gave to me quite a few years ago.”"Really… I must have forgotten. Now you have me wondering.”He kissed her lips. Afterwards, Connie gave him a big hug. “You make me feel so special. I shudder to think how my life would’ve turned out if we never met,” she confided.”Soul-mates have a way of finding each other,” Ben assured her. “You were like a beacon of emotional light, drawing me to you. We were always meant to be.”A few tears rolled down her cheeks. “I think that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me. Come on, show me this gift I gave to you, and I’ll give you another one.”Ben kidded, “Is it wet?”Connie smiled and replied, “It’s getting that way.”While they walked she glanced over at the trim, lean, handsome man that was at the center of her universe, with two moons name Tim and Chrissie. How she’d grown to love, respect, and admire the person that he was. Over the years she’d been his rock, enduring the lonely nights while encouraging his professional advancements for the good of the family. But this had been a rough year for her, and he’d been there when she needed his support. It started on Christmas Eve, when the impending loss of her children really hit home. She cried much of the night, with Ben consoling her. How she made it through Christmas day without breaking down was a testament to his love and constant attention. There were several times since, when life gently reminded her of their approaching loss. Ben knew, somehow, and surprised her with delivered flowers, and even a pizza with a happy face made out of pepperoni with black olive eyes that had her laughing uproariously.How two people could be so connected never ceased to amaze, amuse, and comfort her…”Can you get the door, sweetie?” Ben asked, jarring Connie from her thoughts.”Uh… Yeah, sure.”She felt wetness on her cheeks without realizing she’d been crying. Connie covertly wiped her face dry before Ben grasped her left hand and guided his wife to their bed. He briefly grinned and dug into the bottom of a box before sitting upright. Her gaze was drawn to the front of a magazine.Connie hid her face in both hands. “No, Ben, please tell me that’s not…”He grinned. “Yup, it’s your Playyboy spread.”Ben was on the road so much one year that Connie got with a local photographer and arranged to have him capture her lovely body in a Playboy-like magazine spread. The young man was so intrigued the idea that he came up with a good-natured parody of the popular magazine, and had since repeated it with other interested clients.With her eyes still blinded, she complained, “Ben, you’re embarrassing me. Please, don’t do this.”He was incredulous. “Embarrassing you? Sweetie, you’re every bit as gorgeous now as you were then. Maybe even hotter…”She lowered her hands and looked at the pictures as he paged through them, noting only what she perceived as defects. “I have wrinkles now.”"You have no idea how much I appreciated what you did for me,” he confessed, his love and affection showing through. “While seeing your beautiful images on these pages, I could beat off with a clear conscience. And I did, many times.”He lay back on the bed, continuing to admire the photographs. Connie scooted back and pulled the privacy screen closed before cuddling beside the love of her life with her head nestled against his shoulder. The fingers of one hand danced over the front of his crotch, teasing his cock, which began swelling.”Mmm, I guess you weren’t wrong,” she commented.For the first time since their wedding she heard her husband get choked up. He spoke, “I love you with all my heart, Connie.”Her arms pulled him close. Tears again threatened. “Love me.”And he did. After undressing himself, he undressed her, revealing all of her true, physical beauty. Ben’s love was so complete that he saw none of time’s imperfections. His hands explored and mouth kissed each and every exposed part. Afterwards, her slender legs spread wide apart in an inviting gesture, revealing her juicy center rimmed with pink. With his hardened cock in hand he settled between her limbs. In one thrust Ben filled her aching void in a display of true, heartfelt love and affection. It was relaxed and meaningful, with each forward motion a celebration of a life shared. Connie’s hands reached down and grasped his buttocks, pulling him deeply into her wondrous embrace. She worked her hips and pelvis for maximum enjoyment, her luscious body shuddering in delight as her husband’s hardness shifted back and forth inside her. “Oh Ben, your cock feels so good right now,” she softly moaned as her flowing wetness surrounded him. He grinned. “Your cunt is so hot and juicy. Every time I love you it keeps getting better and better.”She closed her eyes and focused on the in-out movements of his pulsating erection. Connie never tired of him as he stretched the velvety walls of her pussy. The sexual activity filled her supple loins with tingling heat that continued to intensify. Her ignored nipples strained and ached as the small, firm swells jiggled up and down from the rhythmic vibrations of their intimate coupling.”Hold on a sec,” Connie whispered.As he hesitated she moved onto her knees facing away from him before leaning over. When he watched her fold both hands over the back of her neck, he knew what she was wanting. Ben smiled as he gripped both wrists in his left hand while firmly pinning the side of her face against the mattress. Sometimes his wife liked to be submissive in this manner.”Have we been thinking naughty things again?” he teased as they role-played.They’d never entertained any serious thoughts of cheating on each other, but one time he’d caught her looking at a younger handsome man. When he playfully fucked her this way as punishment, they discovered that they both enjoyed it. It was something that either one of them might initiate from time to time when in the mood. And apparently, Connie was.”Yes, I’m sorry,” she played along. “Back at the Ranger station, the one behind the counter…”"Were you flirting with unsuspecting men again?” Ben questioned.Connie hadn’t been, but in her mind she visualized herself standing behind Ben as he got them checked into the campground. Instead of the t-shirt she had been wearing, in her mind she’d instead had been dressed in a thin, low-cut, button-up blouse that barely hid her perky breasts. As the two men conducted business she licked her lips invitingly and flashed the stranger naughty-girl smiles. At the same time she provocatively toyed with the blouse buttons, popping several open and shifting the fabric aside enough to expose one breast. She imagined the shocked expression that appeared on the stranger’s face as he couldn’t help but admire her beautiful bare mound and hardened pink nipple.”I was flashing him my boobs one at a time as I stood behind you when you were checking us in,” Connie confessed as she briefly gave him a mental image of the fantasy that was forming in her mind.”Did he like what he saw?”"He kept looking, wanting to see more,” she responded while feeling her pussy growing hotter. “Fuck my cunt, I’m all hot and juicy for you.”"Not yet, we still have an unresolved issue we’re working through,” he denied her, as was typical when they played this game. “How did it make you feel?”This was the part that really turned her on. Ben was so good at the questioning, knowing just what to ask to get her wound up. Her nipples surged and strained with excitement as she thought of how aroused doing such a thing would have gotten her.”My heart started pounding and my body got all tingly when I started unbuttoning the top two buttons of my blouse,” Connie revealed. “My nipples were so hard when I finally got up enough courage to flash him. But I didn’t just flash him, because once I pulled the fabric aside and he had a clear view, I suddenly wanted him to stare, and he did. Oh ba, my nipples have never gotten that big and hard.”He reached his right hand under her body, grasping the nipple of her right breast between his thumb and index finger. Ben began squeezing until he heard the breath catch in her throat, which he knew indicated that he was hurting her just enough for it to be enjoyable.”This is what naughty girls get for showing off their nipples to strangers,” Ben told her in a stern tone as he acted the part of a controlling and dominant husband. “These are my nipples, and they’re not for anyone else to enjoy, got that?”"Yes, I understand.”"Is this all you flashed him, or did you lose control again and show him everything?” he questioned his wife harshly.Connie was really getting wound up. Between her vivid imagination, his wonderful acting, and now the way he was abusing the nipple, her loins were ablaze with mounting desire. She continued the fantasy, replacing the shorts she’d been wearing with a tiny skirt that, with a simple flip, would have easily exposed her juicy pussy. Or better yet, what if there had been a rack behind her, the kind that held colorful advertising brochures for local attractions. She imagined herself bending over, her body position naturally hiking the back of the skimpy skirt up, and with legs partially spread she would’ve given him an outstanding view of her entire ass and cunt, anus, lips, and all. And she’d look back over her shoulder just to watch the man’s reaction as he continued conducting business with her unsuspecting husband as she shamelessly exposed herself.She could just imagine the stranger’s eyes enjoying the inviting beauty of her shapely legs, the curvature of her tight ass, and the from-behind view of the pink folds of glistening flesh that rimmed her wet slit. And once she caught his attention Connie would boldly tug the lips apart, giving him a peek at the shimmering vertical channel and the opening her husband had fucked so many times before.Ben smiled and remained patient as he knew his wife was mentally working through the fantasy. His cock may have otherwise begun to soften during the interruption in their love-making, but the role-playing and his own imagination kept his cock rock-hard.He twisted on the nipple, sending a jolt of sharp, stinging pain through her that caused her to gasp out loud. Now he knew he had her full attention.”Answer me, bitch! Did you lose control of yourself again?” Her answer was immediate. “I did, and I’m sorry! Please forgive me, Ben!”"Naughty wives get punished first. We’ll worry about forgiveness later. I’m going to let your wrists go, but you better not move them, or there’ll be hell to pay! Do you hear me?”"I hear you.”Ben released her wrists and made sure she remained huddled in the submissive position. After straightening up he lifted his right arm and brought his hand down sharply on an ass cheek. There was a loud slapping sound, followed Connie’s responding gasp. He spanked his naughty wife a half-dozen more times, just enough to redden her ass and make it a little bit sore, while not really hurting her.Afterwards his left hand grasped both wrists again and pinned her into place as he guided his cock back to her opening. The role-playing did the trick because as he pushed his hardened organ back into her pussy, she was incredibly hot and very juicy. Her cunt felt delightful as he speared all the way into her center as deeply as he could reach.”Oh Ben… Uh, ba, you’re so big… Yeah, fuck me hard,” Connie softly cried out as he sank into her excited flesh.
AsylumSeeker “I’ll have the same,” Chrissie told the young man working the counter.After paying for their dinner Tim took the change.”It’ll be a few minutes. I’ll call out the number on the check,” the man told him.The small diner was attached to the ranger station. It offered a quick meal and limited groceries, about the equivalent of a corner store but with even more inflated prices. Oh, and live bait. The seating was limited to four tables and an equal number of chairs. A lot of the business, Tim noticed, was take-out; a husband grabbing a meal for the family waiting back at the tent or camper.Their parents ditched them for an evening alone, but Tim couldn’t blame them. The pop-up trailer sure didn’t offer anyone much privacy, although he and his sister Chrissie had managed. That thought caused a smile to form on his lips and his eager cock to twitch with new life.Chrissie noticed and quickly grew suspicious. “What? What’s on your mind?”"Nothing, I’ll tell you later.”As they walked toward a table they could hear the sizzling of fries as a basket was placed in hot grease. The place smelled of grease. They specialized in heaping platefuls of chili-cheese fries, onion rings, and onion-fried hamburgers. And all of that heat left the room feeling warm and humid that quickly had tiny beads of perspiration forming on their brows.After they sat down across from each other his sister prompted, “So what were you smiling about?”"I was thinking about how hard it is to get a little privacy around here.”"I was thinking that too on our walk over,” Chrissie admitted. “It must be difficult for mom and dad. You know how frisky they’ve been lately.”Tim grew curious. “What’s that supposed to mean?”She hesitated a few moments as if deep in thought. Then her eyes brightened as they looked into his. “We should do something nice for them. You know, surprise them when they get back to camp.”"Surprise them how?”" sprucing up the trailer, making it feel romantic, and then leaving them alone for the night.”A shocked expression crossed Tim’s face. “And where are we supposed to sleep?”She looked away and winced. “I haven’t gotten that part figured out yet.”"Well, once you do let me know. But I’m not sleeping in the truck.”Chrissie looked into his eyes and flashed him a sexy grin. “Not even if it’s with me?”Tim sighed. “Please don’t tell me you’re serious!”She casually turned her head. “Well, if you’re not interested…”He was about to reach for her when a voice called out, “Sixty-seven!”Tim immediately got up to retrieve their dinner.As they ate his gaze was repeatedly drawn to her face. He knew she was pretty but she was looking even better than usual, or perhaps he was beginning to really notice her for the first time. The slight smile on her lips, the way she subconsciously flicked her head to realign her hair, and those captivating eyes that looked so happy.The more he glanced, the longer the looks became and she started to notice. Especially when he began watching her mouth as she ate the greasy onion hamburger and nibbled on the fries, full lips glistening.”Why are you smiling?” she asked him point-blank.He hesitated. “I didn’t know I was.”She grew suspicious. “What are you thinking about?”His smile widened. “About how beautiful you look.”Her eyes narrowed in disbelief. “Are you being serious?”"Yes, I am,” he quickly responded before picking up a fried potato, dipping it in ketchup and feeding it to her.Normally his staring would have escalated into a fight, but things between them had changed. She ate the potato and fed him one of hers, both of them sharing long, loving gazes and offerings of food.”Seeing mom and dad doing this would gross you out,” Chrissie reminded Tim as she fed her brother another fried potato stick a bit at a time which he readily consumed.”People change,” he decided when he’d finished.”They mature,” she agreed. “Did you mean what you said? That I’m beautiful?”When his eyes softened she sensed his love. “I did, and you are.”Her gaze lowered, cheeks blushing in embarrassment as she enjoyed the compliment. “Thanks, that’s a nice thing to say.”"Let’s finish up and get going.”After Chrissie was done he collected the paper plates, napkins and plastic forks, dropping them into the garbage on their way out of the door. Once they were outside he stood on her left as they walked along the gravel road back toward camp. On impulse Tim slipped his hand over hers and their fingers interlocked. “I say we get off the road and cut through the woods,” he suggested.She looked over at him. “It’s easier staying on the road.”He grinned and winked. “But we can do things in the woods.”"You won’t sleep in the truck with me, but you expect me to let you get fresh with me?” she teased with a feigned expression of anger on her face, but he wasn’t buying it.He turned and faced her head on, his left hand grasping her right hand. With both her hands under his control he started walking forward, forcing her to back up into the trees that lined the road. Unable to see, her feet were unsteady as she took tentative steps backwards on the uneven ground.”If I fall I’ll kick your ass!” she cried out and then began nervously giggling. “Tim, don’t! I mean it!”"Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall, I promise. Just a few more steps and you’ll be leaning against a big tree trunk.”She rolled her eyes and heavily sighed, her arms shifting up and down as she tried maintaining her balance. Several times the ground sloped into a depression beneath her feet and she nearly did fall, but Tim kept his promise and used his strength to right her.”That was close!” she complained. “How much farther?”"One more step.”As she moved her left foot backward she could feel the heel bump up against the tree trunk her brother had been talking about. Not wanting to run into it hard she slowed her movement and carefully bumped her ass into the hard wood before straightening her body and leaning back against it.She was expecting Tim to release her hands, but instead he extended her arms upward and pinned them to the trunk over her head. Nobody had ever tried doing such a thing to her and Chrissie was surprised as a jolt of excitement traveled up her spine that stiffened both nipples. He moved his face to hers and they gazed into each other’s eyes.”We could’ve done this when we got back to the trailer,” she reminded him.”We’ve already done it in the trailer,” he pointed out. “Why not try something different?”Her eyes brightened. “Yeah, like in the back of the truck!”Tim acknowledged the stinging comment. “I should have been expecting that.”Realizing she was helpless at the moment Tim pressed his lips against hers for a kiss. She allowed the first one, but as his lips parted for a much deeper second kiss she turned her head aside. Both of his hands were busy holding her wrists and she knew it. When his lips chased her mouth she kept turning her head from one side to the other.”Too slow,” she teased with a giggle, followed , “Don’t think so.”Chrissie could tell she was frustrating him, which made it all the sweeter. Finally he heavily sighed and looked up. He carefully overlapped her right wrist over the left and pinned them against the trunk with his left hand, freeing up the right. She knew he now had the upper hand and was going to use it to get what he wanted.Tim’s right hand widened and he captured the top of her neck just below the jaw and pinned it back against the tree. As his mouth closed in she tried averting her head but he gripped her more tightly. For some reason she liked him being in control of her, leaving her no recourse.”You like being rough with a girl,” she realized.”I like getting what I want, whether you want to give it to me or not.”"They have a word for that, and it’s not a very nice one,” she responded.His mouth silenced her. Soft, moist lips met and drew tightly together. Soon tongues extended and entwined in an intimate embrace. Their heart rates and breathing quickened. Their bodies awakened to the passion coursing through their veins. The kisses grew harder and faster as their desire continued to intensify.Noticing that his sister was enjoying what he was doing to her, he removed his hand from around her neck and trailed his fingers down the side of her bare neck to the top of her shirt. He lightly caressed his way down to her left boob, which he cupped and eagerly squeezed on. He could feel her body shuddering as he fondled the swell and prodded the throbbing, protruding tip.Eager for more, his free hand reached down to the bottom of her t-shirt and moved underneath before sliding back up to the breast. He enjoyed squeezing on the firm, perky tit, savoring the smooth warmth of the skin and the hardness of the rubbery nipple. Their hungry tongues kissed even harder, anxiously entwining in a heated embrace. The erotic activity had them both aroused and wanting more. As they became increasingly breathless he finally pulled back, giving them both a chance to catch their breath. “I can see the road, so anyone driving can see us if they happen to be looking in this direction,” she explained.”Why don’t we just move around the tree?”"I was thinking the same thing,” she agreed with a smile as her luscious body, fully awakened, needed to feel something hard inside.He freed her wrists and led her around the large trunk where they were fully blocked from any unwanted attention. Chrissie firmly pushed her brother back against the tree this time and lowered to her knees. When she was at eye level with his crotch she could see that his cock was mostly hard. She pulled the elastic waistband of his shorts out and down over the swollen shaft, exposing his genitals.Her mouth watered in anticipation as she held the base with her left hand and pushed her compressed lips over the head. She licked and sucked on the tip, listening to his approving moans of delight as his cock stiffened. She could taste a hint of salty cum as it began seeping up from his heavy balls. The tip of her tongue licked at the opening, his body twitching in response.After toying with the smooth head she took him deeper until he was at the back of her throat. Her head bobbed back and forth, soft lips sliding up and down his cock while sucking hard on the pulsating meat. His hands reached down and gently cupped her face, guiding her movements as his hips instinctively thrust in rhythm.”Oh yeah, that feels wonderful,” he softly groaned while enjoying the tingling pressure she was creating in his loins.Her juicy pussy was aching for him but she wasn’t quite ready to stop sucking on his tasty cock. She loved the way it throbbed inside her mouth, and how warm and velvety smooth the tip felt as it glided back and forth along her cheeks and tongue. She closed her eyes and began rocking her head faster, coaxing another drop of salty semen from the tip.He was beyond ready and Chrissie felt her own needs building. As she kept sucking on his hardness she reached both hands down and began unfastening her shorts. When they were undone she reluctantly withdrew her mouth, turned around, and leaned forward until she was resting on her elbows and forearms with her ass temptingly facing him.Tim dropped to his knees behind her and pulled the shorts and panties down her shapely legs before removing them. Her legs eagerly spread for him, exposing her aroused pussy which was aching to be filled. Tim reached his hands down. The fingers of his left pushed the moist outer folds apart as two fingers of the right began rubbing on the smooth, humid slit. Chrissie began moaning as he dug the fingers into the slick valley, pressing hard. He fondled her clit for several moments, getting her body all worked up. Afterwards the two fingers found the opening and gently worked inside, forcing the tight canal walls to widen for them. Her body writhed and hips thrust backward as he finger-fucked her hot little cunt. Her tart nectar began flowing more heavily and soon her pussy was nice and juicy. At that point his fingers withdrew and he gave his sister what she really wanted.”You’re so hard,” she cooed when she felt the straining tip moving into position.Her body tensed with anticipation. Tim’s hands gripped her waist just before his hips pushed forward, slowly increasing the pressure of his motion. A second later she gasped as the smooth, rounded tip penetrated. He pulled her back as he drove forward, burrowing deeper into the hot, juicy canal.It took a little effort but they worked together to slide burrow is cock all the way inside. Once her tight cunt had loosened up they began fucking in earnest. Her cries were dampened the heavy foliage as he rammed in and out of her sex.”Yes! Yes!” she grunted while ramming her hips back, shoving his cock hard into her pussy.It felt wonderful being able to fuck without worrying about making too much noise. He thrust into her without any concerns, joyously filling and refilling her hot sex. Her canal tightened around his hardness, bathing it in her slick juice. He could feel sweat rolling down his body underneath the shirt as he worked his body with all the strength he had.Tim released her hips and reached around her front, cupping and squeezing on the soft, perky tits. He loved the silken feel of the firm mounds and how hard the nipples got when she was turned on. His fingers teased the throbbing tips as he pulled back on the breasts with each forward movement of his body.As he drove his swollen prick inside of her he still couldn’t believe how things had suddenly changed between them, how all the ugly fights had instead turned into this. He cherished this as with all other such moments of shared intimacy, hoping they would never end.When Chrissie’s cries grew desperate and her motions turned frantic he knew she was about to climax. His pressure-filled balls were tingling and he could feel his own pleasure about to peak.A few moments later her body clenched hard in orgasm. Her heavy breaths echoed around them as her luscious form stiffened in intense pleasure. She whimpered and shuddered as waves of tingling delight rushed through her flesh, quenching the fire of desire in her loins.Shortly after the climax ran its course in her body, Tim felt the rising of his seed. He relished the joyous wonder of male orgasm as the semen continued its rise. As he softly grunted and twitched, his cock erupted with spasms that launched his cum deeply into her cunt. He enjoyed every moment of the pleasure he derived from the ejaculations, which ceased once his balls were drained.Afterwards he sat down and leaned back against the tree, both of them breathing hard. Chrissie sat beside him, both looking down at his softening organ. She reached a hand over and began squeezing on its shriveling length, milking the remaining cum from his body and watching as it dripped onto the ground between his legs.”That was nice,” she commented.He looked over at her flushed, sweaty face and smiled. “Very nice.”"I’ll bet I don’t look so beautiful now,” she said with a wry laugh as she wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of a hand.”Yeah you do,” he confirmed before leaning over and gently kissing her lips.As if offering a special gesture of her appreciation for the comment, Chrissie leaned down and began sucking on his cock. Tim softly moaned and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her lips and tongue as they swirled around the flesh and cleaned him of their drying juices.* * * * *”I don’t believe we’re doing this,” Tim complained as he lit up another candle. “How many do we need anyway? And won’t these Citronella candles make it smell funny in here?”"It’s all they had at the store,” Chrissie responded defensively. “Just light them up while I finish shredding these flower petals on their bed. At least they’ll keep the mosquitoes away.”"And then what?”"And then we get into our swimsuits and we’ll walk down to the pier to meet up with Chet and his sister,” Chrissie quickly answered with a sly smile on her lips. “You like what’s-her-name, don’t you?”"She’s okay,” he announced in a dismissive voice.His sister balked. “She’s more than okay.”He appeared flustered, as if having been caught red-handed, and turned defensive. “Don’t act all innocent, you like Chet too!”She smiled and was more open. “You’re right, I do. He’s a handsome hunk. At least I’m not afraid to admit it.”A few minutes later they were undressing. They took advantage of the opportunity and glanced over at one another, stealing gazes of their bodies before being covered in swimsuits. After he finished pulling tight and tying the string of his trunks, she stepped up to him and gently slid her right hand down inside.”What are you doing?” he asked suspiciously.”Just making sure.”"What, that it’s still there?”"No, silly,” she chuckled. “Just making sure you didn’t get the string too tight for me to do this under the water.”He grinned. “I love how you think.”She reached her left hand up and moved it around his neck, pulling him close as her mouth moved to his. The twin siblings enjoyed a deep, passionate kiss as their tongues briefly entwined. At the same time her soft fingers tenderly caressed his limp cock and hairy balls. She smiled to herself as she felt it twitching and beginning to stiffen.”Okay, let’s go,” she finally decided.* * * * * They heard splashes coming from the lake long before they reached the pier. As they approached Chet was walking up onto the narrow beach where they happened to meet him. The sun was getting low in the western sky and the warm rays were beginning to weaken as twilight began replacing the receding day.”Where’s your sister?” Chrissie casually asked, having forgotten her name and wanting to hear it again before the two met.”Lori is tied up at the moment,” Chet told her.”Will she be down later?”"She’s under the pier right now, she’s just tied up at the moment,” he revealed with a sly grin that struck her as being irresistibly cute.”You better not leave me like this!” a muffled woman’s voice drifted up from beneath the pier.Chet decided, “We better go rescue her.”As the trio walked down the pier Chrissie couldn’t help thinking about how Tim had treated her earlier, being dominant and taking what he wanted. She never knew she wanted to be treated like that, yet as she recalled the feeling her body began tingling excitedly. Having sex with him was great fun and felt wonderful, but with that added in, it really spiced things up.She grew aware of her hardened nipples when the fabric of her bikini dragged over the sensitized tips with each step she took. Her body responded and a dull throbbing began deep in her loins. Chrissie couldn’t believe she was getting turned on a time like this! There wasn’t any way she could do anything about it!Chet walked to the edge and jumped in. Tim and Chrissie followed behind. They rejoined underneath the pier in waist-deep water to find Lori tied to a vertical support with an obviously weathered rope that had been left there to rot, probably some camper that had used it to tie up a boat.”Oh, hey,” Lori casually greeted their new friends. “My brother gets a little carried away from time to time as you can see. He likes to prove he can still get the better of me when he wants.”"Someone has to keep you in line,” Chet responded. “Are you ready to get untied?”She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, that’d be nice.”Chet smiled over at Tim and winked before returning his attention to his sister. “Are you sure? Because it’s going to cost you.”
AsylumSeeker Author’s Note: I haven’t been ignoring my stories or readers. My laptop keyboard stopped working back in September and was in for repair for 3+ months (taking advantage of an extended warranty). It was deemed ‘operational’ but the keyboard is still screwed, so I bought an external USB keyboard that seems to work. Many apologies for the delays in my stories, and thanks for your patience.Chrissie waited until their parents left the trailer before she spoke. She was lying beside her brother, their bodies separated several inches. Once they were alone her hand reached under the sheet and began tickling the underside of his balls with the tips of her fingers. She heard him gasp and felt the scrotum tighten up in reaction.”Are you awake?” she asked.”I am now,” he said in a frustrated tone.”You were before, too,” Chrissie noticed and discounted his attitude. “Want to cuddle and do naughty things to each other?”"What about Mom and Dad?”"No, I’d rather it just be us two for right now,” she responded.”Very funny! That’s not what I meant, and you know it. You’re going to pay for that, little sister.”"Little sister?” she quietly complained. “We’re twins, you know.”"But I came out first,” he quickly pointed out. “So that makes you my little sister.”Chrissie’s gaze hardened as her expression turned stern. While squeezing his balls she threatened, “You better be nice, or I’ll rip these things off.”"No you won’t,” he told her confidently. “You enjoy playing with them too much.”She grinned. “You’re right, I do. This is so much fun, isn’t it?”"It doesn’t suck,” he eagerly agreed.”No, but your sister does, and that’s more than most guys can say.”She giggled and submerged beneath the sheet. A second later he felt her warm, wet mouth surrounding his semi-rigid stem. Within a moment he swelled to maximum size, forcing Chrissie’s mouth to back off. As her fingers playfully fondled his balls she hungrily devoured the stiff, pulsating cock. Tim throbbed against her tightly closed lips and wildly swirling tongue. It felt unbelievably wonderful and he counted himself lucky for their discovery of sex.Familiar voices, muffled and soft but still audible, spoke a short distance away. Being under the sheet and noisily sucking made it impossible for Chrissie to overhear, but Tim did.”Should I get them up?” their father asked, briefly panicking Tim.”No, let them sleep, at least until breakfast is done. Then I’ll need to know how they want their eggs.”"Just scramble a dozen; this is your vacation too. You don’t have to be a short-order cook all the time.”Tim relaxed and leaned back, confident that they had another ten or fifteen minutes of privacy remaining. After another minute Chrissie’s mouth left his hard, pulsing shaft and tingling balls. The act of sucking her brother’s cock had gotten her juicy between the legs, and Chrissie was more than ready to go at it again. She straddled Tim’s hardened organ and held the base steady, guiding the wet tip to her opening. For the third time in Chrissie’s short life her brother’s cock pushed into her hot, juice-slick canal. Still the eager pupil, Chrissie began shifting her hips in undulating waves, working him deeper. Her soft moans resonated within the trailer as her luscious body was slowly impaled.”Oh, so good…” she moaned in delight as heat filled her aching pussy.When Tim sensed the fold-out wing they were laying on was beginning to rock up and down, he desperately grasped his sister’s body and held it steady. “We have to move real slowly or they’ll see our side of the trailer shaking!” She nodded her understanding and started again, considerably slower. Tim reached both hands up, grasping her jiggling breasts. He squeezed the silky swells while rubbing on the swollen pink tips. His cock savored the velvety wetness of her tight cunt as his hands enjoyed the resilient softness of her perky mounds. Tim loved being intimate with his sister; knowing it was wrong made it all the more exciting.He enjoyed the way she moved, too. Chrissie was getting better every time they tried sex. Her hips presented an angle that made it easy for him to push all the way inside. After filling her with all he had her pussy tightened around his cock, and when her body moved upward, it pulled around him. Terrific tingling sensations surged through his lower belly as her juicy cunt rose up the shaft.”Oh, yeah… That feels so good, Tim… You’re so hard,” she weakly moaned in joyous pleasure as her body reacted to the erotic motions. Chrissie’s essence was really flowing as he felt it trickling over his pressure-filled balls. Tim released her luscious breasts and grasped his sister’s slender hips, fucking her hot cunt as fast and hard as he dared with their parents so close . She matched his changed rhythm, keeping in cadence. Soon they were both on the verge of exploding. Chrissie hadn’t cum yet, not with his cock inside of her, and they both wanted it to happen this time. Tim could’ve let go but fought the urge for as long as he could. Finally he had to cum, and tensed hard as tingling pressure consumed his genitals. His muscles convulsed as his balls erupted, shooting a powerful stream of cum into her sex. As he softly grunted in delayed delight, his sister groaned as she achieved orgasm. Their writhing, twitching, moaning bodies savored the shared joy of climax. Essence flooded her cunt as Tim filled it with ejaculated cum. Several streams of his seed were injected deeply inside. Afterwards they briefly kissed and cuddled, enjoying the emotionally-charged ‘high’ of post-coital pleasure.”Breakfast smells great,” Chrissie commented, hungry after their morning tryst. “Mom will be calling for us soon,” Tim suspected. “We better get up.”As much as they would’ve preferred to remain in the embrace, Chrissie knew her brother was right. Their bodies reluctantly disentwined and they sat up. After dressing in the same clothes they’d removed the previous evening, now damp with humidity, the twins ventured outside and bade their mother a warm welcome.Following breakfast they helped wash dishes before using the near campground showers to clean up. The long, low wooden building housed bathrooms on one side and shower stalls on the other. The stalls were open to the outside except for a yellow plastic full-length curtain that could be pulled open and closed. Just inside was a chair and small changing area, which then led into a tiled shower with a single faucet and shower head.Tim was tempted to sneak inside the same stall with his sister but thought the risk outweighed the obvious benefit. So he stepped into the first one. Just after kicking off his sandals and reaching for the buckle of his shorts, the curtain opened and Chrissie snuck through.”You don’t mind, do you?” his sister asked. He felt a little nervous about the risk of discovery, but quickly answered, “No, we’re good. I was thinking of joining you myself.”They both disrobed. Tim stepped aside and gestured for his sister to go first, and he followed. She’d brought a shower kit and pulled out liquid soap and shampoo. Meanwhile Tim got the water turned on and adjusted. After getting wet Chrissie turned her back to him and he started washing her hair. Tim loved the fruity scent and he breathed in deeply while scrubbing and pulling his fingers through the silky-soft hair.As she rinsed he switched the shampoo with the soap. Tim squeezed some in his left palm and worked it into lather. He washed her neck, shoulders, and arms. After reloading with soap his hands lathered Chrissie’s upper chest and perky breasts. She sighed as her nipples instantly hardened. Her head turned, the look in her eyes making it quite clear that she was hungry for his mouth.Tim enjoyed squeezing on her firm boobs, and found them even more fun when they were slippery with soap. His palms compressed and fingers fondled the resilient mounds. His thumbs teased the throbbing tips. Tim leaned forward, giving Chrissie the kiss she wanted. Their tongues eagerly entwined in a deep, wet embrace.As they kissed he washed her flat belly before blindly squeezing soap onto the curls of her pubic bush. His left hand started working the liquid into frothy foam. Her lips briefly separated from his. “Wash me down there really good, Tim.”His slippery fingers rubbed her lips before pushing into the slit. She twitched as he fingered her enlarged clitoris. He continued down, pushing a slick finger into her canal. As the fingers of his left hand cleansed her pussy, his right hand pressed the tip of the plastic bottle into her ass crack and squeezed. Chrissie moaned as the cool gel filled the crevice. Tim intentionally dropped the soap dispenser and began washing her gorgeous ass. He sank a finger into her ass crack and spread some soap onto a shapely cheek, working it into lather. He smeared the lather around each side before focusing his attention on the tight crevice in between. As a finger slid in and out of her moistening pussy, another rubbed against the puckered anus. Tim carefully pressed it inside.”Ohh,” Chrissie weakly moaned, slowly awakening as her hips writhed. He began pushing his fingers in unison, the left pushing all the way into her juicy canal, the other working its way into her ass. Soon, tingling heat filled her loins. As he teased her, Tim’s cock also swelled. His erection throbbed impatiently upon her lower back.”Uhh, that feels so good,” his sexy young sister groaned in growing delight. A second finger joined the first in her pussy, stretching it wider. Her body anxiously squirmed beneath the cascading streams of warm water as joyful sensations rippled through her flesh. It hurt a bit as the finger in her ass burrowed even deeper, until it bottomed out at the knuckle. Three fingers were now fucking her, two in front and one in back. She couldn’t believe how good it felt.”Oh yeah… Uhh, so good…” she softly moaned while shuddering.When his fingers withdrew Chrissie panicked. “What are you doing?”"Hang on a sec,” Tim responded, quieting her.He bent down and retrieved the soap, dispensing a line of gel from the base to the tip of his shaft. He dropped it aside and stroked his cock with both hands, working the gel into thick, frothy foam. “Lean forward,” he whispered.Chrissie complied, placing her hands against the tile wall while leaning forward. Tim moved his hands between her thighs, encouraging the legs to separate. He next guided the reddish-purple head to her anus. The rounded tip pulsated against the tiny opening.”Tim?” she questioned with nervous reluctance.”Shh, it’ll be okay, I’ll go easy,” he reassured her.Chrissie winced and gasped as her ass widened. With soap acting as a lubricant, the smooth crown of Tim’s throbbing erection very slowly stretched her tight rectum. As he did, she reached a hand between her thighs and began vigorously rubbing on her clit. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and concentrated on the combination of sensations, tingling warmth and brief jolts of stinging pain.She began wiggling her buttocks, helping work Tim’s cock inside. His hands gripped her hips while pushing forward, feeling tingling pleasure as the head eased inside. “You’re in,” she whispered with a sigh of relief. “That hurt.”"Sorry.”"Don’t stop, keep going,” she replied in an encouraging tone. “I want to feel you deeper.”"Are you sure? I don’t have to,” he told her.”Try using more soap,” Chrissie suggested.Tim bent down and retrieved the bottle. He coated his full length in gel, placed the bottle aside, and pushed the tip back inside. It made his balls tingle as he slid into her ass and burrowed slightly deeper. He began short thrusting motions back and forth inside her squirming body. His cock reached further. Chrissie shuddered and quietly moaned while teasing her swollen clit.He couldn’t believe how good her ass felt as it so very tightly gripped his shaft. Each successive stroking motion had his pressure-filled balls increasingly tingling with delight. “Ohh, yes,” he groaned in pleasure. “That feels so good.”"You can go deeper,” Chrissie bravely told her brother.Spurred on her comment, he started pumping harder and faster. Soon he worked his entire length inside and made full fucking motions. It wasn’t much longer before the building pressure had him on the verge of climax. In the final moments the sensitized tip caused his body to stiffen. As he pushed all the way in, the friction of their uniting bodies triggered an orgasm.”Yes! Uhh! Uhhhh!” he grunted aloud while ejaculating. He filled her ass with his squirting cum. He exploded four times, sending powerful ribbons of seed deeply into her body. He savored the intense orgasm for the few seconds it lasted, and then pulled out.Once he was finished, Chrissie’s pleasure became his priority. Tim lowered to his knees as she turned and faced him. With legs spread she pulled her outer folds apart, exposing the enlarged nub. He leaned forward, working two fingers into her juicy pussy while licking and nibbling on his sister’s clit.Chrissie’s hands coiled around the back of his head, fingers combing through his hair. She began desperately grinding her cunt upon his lips as the building heat of passion warmed her loins. Her pulse and breathing quickened as her sexual excitement intensified.”Uhh… Oh yeah, right there,” she groaned aloud, her voice drowned out the splashing sounds of the falling water. “Harder, ba… That’s it… Ohh! Uhhh!”Tim kept at it, licking, sucking, and finger-fucking her leaking cunt. The tangy flavor of her seeping essence slowly filled his mouth. Encouraged his sister’s whispered instructions he eagerly gave her body exactly what she needed. Chrissie’s moans and writhing body was all the feedback Tim needed. She couldn’t withstand the stimulation for much longer. As salty perspiration was washed away rivulets of water, she clenched hard in orgasm. Chrissie gasped once as her entire form shook in hard spasms of ecstasy. The tight ball of heat surrounding her pussy exploded into tingling fingers that threaded through her loins. For several joyous seconds she relished the moment before relaxing in its wake.Realizing they’d been gone from the camp for longer than intended, they quickly finished the shower before walking around separately to the bathrooms to brush their teeth. Tim finished first and returned to camp alone.”Where’s your sister?” their mother asked. “Still in the bathroom, I guess,” Tim responded while putting his things away.”You could’ve been a gentleman and walked back with her,” she pointed out. “Can I trust you to watch out for Chrissie when you two go off to college? Or must you make me worry, Tim?”He approached his mother and moved his arms around her shoulders in a big hug. “Of course I’ll watch out for her, Mom. But I have my own life too, you know?”Connie grew emotional and tears welled up in her eyes. “I know that, sweetheart. Just be there for her when you can. And show her that you will be, Tim. Go back and wait, and walk her back.”He looked at her in frustration. “Mom!”"Do this for me, Tim, and for your father. He’s sacrificed so much for you two.”Tim relented. “Okay.”After making the walk back he only had to wait a few minutes before Chrissie emerged from the Women’s bathroom. When she saw her brother waiting, Chrissie became annoyed.”Why are you waiting? I told you to go back when you were done!”Tim rolled his eyes and shrugged. “There’s no way I’m ever getting married.”When Connie saw Tim walking back with his sister, the twins talking and laughing, it warmed her heart. Losing them was inevitable; knowing they were leaving as respectful and loving siblings eased her emotional pain in so many ways.”How about a quick trip into town, eat lunch out, and I drop you off up the river?” Connie suggested.”Sure,” Chrissie spoke up.”I’m in,” Tim agreed.After their mother coughed up five dollars for parking, she gave Tim and Chrissie each a ten-dollar bill. The summer tourist-trap had a large arcade with pool tables, pinball machines, video games and basketball games, and a snack bar. Out back were batting cages, miniature golf, and bumper cars. Once inside they converted cash into tokens and got busy.Their competitive interest was drawn to a two-player racing game. They settled on black molded plastic seats behind plastic steering wheels, dropped in tokens, and started racing.”Did you like it?” she asked, her vision riveted on the large screen.”Like what?” Tim questioned.”You know, hello, the shower…”As the dashed lines of driving lanes and fancy bit-based buildings flashed , Tim’s car passed hers.”Of course. Did you?”She thought about it. “I liked what you did after, better. The other hurt and felt weird.”Chrissie was normally stiff competition in anything they did together. But as her mind thought of leaving home for college, Tim handily won the race. He couldn’t help but notice the change in her normally aggressive behavior.”What’s up?” he asked.”Someone’s checking you out,” she answered.Tim turned slightly and glanced at a cute brunette about their age who was standing alongside a muscular, much taller, and older guy. While he’d intended to give her just a quick glance his eyes instead lingered, enjoying the view of her pretty face, tempting breasts tucked inside a tight red pullover top, and her shapely legs. Chrissie was looking too, but not at the girl. Her attention instead was drawn to the blonde-haired guy. The athletic-looking stranger was quite handsome, with stunning blue eyes and a muscular frame. He looked to be about twenty-two, with the confident air of a man who was intelligent and comfortable inside his own skin. When he sensed her looking he smiled and gave her a once-over as well. Chrissie felt a little awkward but offered a nervous grin as her eyes sparkled with suppressed excitement.”Are you done?” the guy asked while pointing at the game console. “I need to teach my kid sister a little humility.”"Yeah, right,” the girl protested playfully, punching him on the arm. “We’ll see who beats who.”Chrissie couldn’t help but speak out. “I beat my brother all the time.”"Not this time.”The twins retreated as the other siblings took over. They played a few other games and used up the rest of their tokens. Several times they ran across that brother and sister. Chrissie noticed the way they interacted, with occasional touching and brief shared looks, which appeared suspicious to her. Maybe they weren’t related, because if they were, their relationship looked like it extended well beyond the usual brother-sister type. Just like Tim and Chrissie.After rejoining their mom, they ate lunch and bought bottled water and snacks for the raft trip.* * * * *Tim got the deflated raft out as Chrissie set the air pump up and plugged it into the lighter. It inflated pretty quickly given its large size. After seeing their mom off they loaded the cooler and plastic oars into the raft and pulled it to the water’s edge. “Ready?” he questioned.She nodded. “Yeah, let’s get going.”They sat across from each other in the cigar-shaped raft, their legs spread around the cooler which separated them. They both leaned back as the gentle current tugged them along, skin glistening with sun-block under the bright rays of the early afternoon sun. During the summer months the river was slow-moving and no more than waist-deep. It was thirty yards wide in places, sometimes narrowing to only fifteen feet at a few choke points. There were others on the river besides them, mostly younger kids in kayaks or canoes. But there were times when they also seemed to have the river to themselves, and they enjoyed those moments of quiet solitude.
AsylumSeeker Author’s Note: I hope readers take the time to peruse Under Watchful Eyes, which was written from the parent’s perspective during the same time frame and is posted in the Loving Wives category. I think it might be fun, having read this, to know what’s going on in the background. I tried linking the two stories with commonalities that you should recognize.*”Dad, what do you mean I have to sleep with her?” Tim angrily called out from the back seat. “She’s my sister!”His father’s shoulders sagged, and he sighed. “We both know we couldn’t find the tent. I have no idea where it is, and neither did you. If you’re that opposed to the idea, then you’re welcome to sleep in here.”"The truck?”"Or you can really rough it and sleep outside.”Tim rolled his eyes while folding his arms across his chest.”Oh, what are you bitching about?” Chrissie asked. “I’m the one that should be complaining! Do you actually think I want your hairy, greasy, bug-bitten skin touching mine? Yuk! If we do have to sleep together and anyone ever finds out, my social life will be, like, totally destroyed!”Tim glanced over at her and made a face. “Believe me, I won’t be telling anyone!”He remained angry and just sat there, staring out the right passenger window. Yet while he wanted everyone else to think he was looking at the scenery, he was instead admiring the reflection of his sister. The front of her chest was visible, the downward slope of the top of her sexy breasts jiggling with every bump. She was wearing a tight white top that clung to her shape. He could even see the outline of her long nipples as they proudly thrust against the fabric, forming an inviting, pulsating peak.Tim leaned toward the door, pointing his body away from hers. When he glanced at his parents they appeared to be whispering to one another, and their mom was even licking on Dad’s ear. The two were giggling in a disgusting manner and were totally ignoring him, which Tim preferred anyway. His right hand gripped his crotch and began squeezing. He was soon hard.When he heard Chrissie moving, Tim stopped touching his hard-on. She leaned over toward him while reaching into a travel bag that was resting on the floor of the truck beside his feet. He felt her right breast rubbing against his upper arm as she dug through the contents. Tim couldn’t believe one of the boobs he’d been staring at and lusting for was now jiggling against his bare skin. He could even feel the nipple brushing back and forth across his arm. He covered his straining erection as best he could.”What are you looking for?” he finally asked, embarrassed at how large his cock had grown. She noticed that her brother had both hands cupped over his crotch. “What are you doing? Hiding something, Tim?” she teased in a whisper only they could hear. “Have you got a chub? Hmmm?”Chrissie giggled at him before returning her attention to the bag and whatever elusive item she was looking for. He could’ve sworn that her nipple swelled once she caught on to his embarrassing condition. The soft boob and long, hard, throbbing tip rubbed on his arm several moments longer before she finally straightened up, holding a memory stick.”This is what I’m looking for,” she finally answered his question.Tim tried closing his eyes and pushing his sister from his thoughts, but it was impossible. After a few minutes they reopened and he glanced over. She was leaning back with her eyes closed and softly humming along with whatever song was playing in her headset. The red short-shorts she wore left nearly all of her long, shapely, smooth, tanned legs exposed. His eyes scanned her tempting thighs all the way up to her crotch.He jumped and looked away when she changed position. In his peripheral vision he noticed as she drew her left leg up, placing her foot on the front edge of the bench seat. Her right leg slid closer to him, showing off more of her crotch. He couldn’t tell if she realized what she was doing or not. He nervously swallowed and looked over, gazing at her short-shorts. The legs of her short-shorts were loose, and he could see up her right leg enough to observe the flower-print strip of fabric that hugged her pussy. Tim thought he was looking at a partial outline of her cunt lips, but he wasn’t certain. During the shifting, the bottom of her top pulled up, revealing a few inches of her flat midriff, including her belly button and the sexy piercing he so adored. His cock was quickly pulsing with excitement as it pushed the front of his pants outward.His gaze finally returned to her breasts, which had been the object of so many of his fantasies. He saw them, sort of, earlier that morning. The bathroom door was ajar and he caught her coming out of the shower. But the glimpse was cut short as she cried out, “Creep!” and immediately slammed it shut. Yet in that endearing moment he finally knew what they looked like, which fueled his imagination even more. His eyes traced up her long, sleek neck to the full lips of her mouth. How he longed to taste them, to snake his tongue into her…Chrissie’s head snapped forward. She looked down, making Tim realize his hand had subconsciously returned to his hard cock and he was squeezing on it through his clothing. A shocked expression appeared on her face. She turned toward her parents in anger, but they were acting all lovey-dovey, so she leaned toward her brother instead.”Are you staring at me?” she challenged, then added, “Staring at me and beating off?”Tim’s hands immediately covered his bulge. He shrank back and lowered his head in surrender. They both knew the truth of the matter, and he didn’t know how to respond. Instead he withdrew; his erection quickly softened.”You better not do that at night, not when you’re in the same bed as me. It’s gross!”He decided she must not have realized how she was sitting gave him such a good view, because when she straightened up she made a point of sitting with her back to him, hiding herself as much as possible from his apparently unwelcome, prying eyes. Tim sighed with relief when it was over, happy she hadn’t gotten their parents involved. He had no idea what they would have said or done.The encounter effectively cooled his excitement. He picked up a book he’d started a few days ago and lost himself in an action-filled adventure.* * * * *It was a six-hour drive, and at the halfway point they stopped to stretch their legs, fill up the truck, and get a snack. It was a brief reprieve from the muscle-stiffening confines of the extended-truck cab. Tim walked past the small two year-old pop-up trailer they were pulling and toward the front door of the convenience store. Fifteen minutes later they were back in the truck and on the road.Chrissie was eating potato chips from a medium-sized bag and held a waxed paper drink cup against her chest. The weather was humid and condensation had formed on the outside of the drink, which soaked into her white top. As she lifted the cup to her lips for a sip, Tim couldn’t help but notice that a small patch of her tight top was wet and transparent. The spot coincided with her right breast. A portion of the perky swell was visible, along with the light pink tip, which appeared to be hard. She was so focused on her chips that Chrissie never even looked over at her brother. Perhaps she was still harboring lingering resentment at him for staring and simultaneously touching himself, but as they stood in line at the counter of the store she seemed civil enough.While actively trying not to be overly obvious, Tim admired the swollen, dimpled pink areola and the long, hard shaft of the nipple. They seemed to be enlarged and visibly pulsated with every beat of her heart. Maybe it was the cold from the drink that had made it erect, Tim theorized, or was she knowingly teasing him and exciting herself in the process? But if that was the case, why would she have thrown such a fit earlier? Women were so hard to figure out.Chrissie picked up the bag and reached toward him. “Want a few?”His eyes narrowed suspiciously. When she saw his reaction, she smiled. “I’m sorry about what I said earlier, okay? Can we just be friends and enjoy this vacation? Consider it a peace offering.”"Okay,” he hesitantly agreed.As he extended his hand he halfway expected her to pull the bag back, but she didn’t. The offer, apparently, had been genuine. He reached into the bag, captured a few chips between his fingers, and withdrew.”Thanks,” he told her before putting them in his mouth”Sure.”"What were you listening to?” he inquired a few minutes later, curious what she’d been humming for the past couple of hours.She raised a few more chips to her mouth and ate them. As she chewed, Chrissie rapidly brushed her hands together, knocking the salt and crumbs off, and then rolled the top of the bag over several times, saving the rest for later.After swallowing, she answered, “Hip-hop, rap, a little country… the hits, mostly. I have another headset if you want to listen, too.”He smiled. “I’d like that.”She dug into a small accessories bag and pulled it out, pressing the miniature connector into a second headset port on her music player. “You’ll have to get friendly, the cord is pretty short. If not, I’ll understand.”Tim quickly nodded his head. “No, I don’t mind at all.”They shifted a few items and made room for him beside her. In order to get comfortable Tim had to move his left arm around her, which Chrissie didn’t seem to mind. Being that close, he could smell her body mist and apple-scented shampoo, both of which were really nice. It was strange in a way sitting together, the side of her body up against his. When she lifted the cup to her mouth he had a top-down view of the exposed nipple. Tim tried not to think about it but was inexplicably drawn to the erotic sight. He felt the tingling returning to his balls and his cock shifting as it hardened yet again. In his mind he was brushing his lips over the swollen nub, teasing it with his tongue. Luckily she lowered the cup, once again hiding the distraction. She pulled her headsets off with an annoyed expression of her face. Tim bristled, halfway expecting her to jump on him again.”What?” he asked defensively.”With all this stuff we have in here, my legs can hardly move,” she complained. She lifted her right leg and draped it over his left. “Ah, now this is better. Do you mind?”Tim nervously swallowed. It felt weird having his sister’s bare leg resting on his. Even through his clothing he could feel the soft warmth of her skin. The shift of limbs also left her crotch open to his prying eyes once more. “No, that’s fine,” he assured her.”You can rest your hand on my leg if it’s more comfortable, I don’t mind. I’m going try and see if I can maybe take a nap. But if I do fall asleep, don’t turn the music off.”"No, I won’t,” he readily agreed.She finished off her drink, placed it on the floor, and then seemed to notice the transparent wet spot for the first time. Her fingers helplessly brushed at it.Chrissie’s eyes narrowed in a suspicious expression. “Have you been gawking at my boob?” When she saw him shrink back, she grinned. “Geez, relax, I’m just kidding. It’s my fault anyway. I can’t blame a guy for acting normal, even if he is my brother.”She slipped her headsets on, settled back, and closed her eyes as a series of Eminem songs began playing. Her sweet voice sang along in a soft whisper, just barely audibleTheir father kept looking back for some reason, and Mom sure looked like she was getting cozy with him. It was weird seeing them that way, which was how they were all the time lately. It seemed a little strange to him. He was looking forward to starting college in the fall for many reasons, that being one on the long list.As the music played on and the miles of highway passed underneath, Tim rested his hand on her right inner thigh just as she’d earlier offered. He lightly tapped the fingers in rhythm with the song, carefully disguising the gentle caresses he was enjoying. The silky soft, blemish-free skin felt so wonderful. His eyes followed along her leg to the shorts where he noticed that with her leg raised over his as it was, he had an even clearer view of her panty crotch.This time he could see nearly all of her covered pussy, including the outline of the fleshy folds. He swallowed hard as his cock twitched, beginning the cycle of arousal and frustrating denial once more. Since his sister hadn’t been specific as to where he could put his hand, it inched slightly closer to her crotch.Tim sensed her looking, so he glanced up. Without saying a word she drew an imaginary line across her thigh about two inches down from the leg of her shorts. Once he nodded his understanding her eyes closed. Fondling her shapely thigh and peeking down the leg of her shorts at the covered cunt had his cock swelling and overactive imagination in hyper-drive…His lightly caressing fingers ever so slowly inched upward. The longer he touched her sleek inner thigh, the hotter she became. When he reached the line she’d drawn, the acceptable boundary he’d agreed to, he cautiously edged beyond, testing her reaction. When there was none, he grew emboldened. Confidence raised, the grooved pads of his fingers delicately drew across the surface of her skin. She seemed to be quivering, but he couldn’t be sure.When Tim reached the bottom edge of the leg of her shorts, he hesitated. He knew there was a line that, if crossed, changed everything in one way or another, for better or worse. His mind raced as his cock strained. There was nothing he wanted more badly at that moment but to touch her pussy, to feel the wet heat of her treasured vault, to sift through the soft curls of her bush.Suddenly he felt pressure on his crotch. He jumped, looked up, and realized Chrissie was smiling over at him. Not a word had been uttered, but her right hand had reached over and was squeezing on his throbbing erection. They were both at that threshold, daring one another to cross it. Tim smiled back and pushed his fingers forward, caressing the skin along the elastic leg band of her flower-print panties. His cock surged even harder with her fingers helping.Chrissie’s eyes closed as her body shuddered. Being touched for the very first time down there was so very arousing. She could feel the fingertips lightly tracing the outline of her pussy lips as tingling heat flared in her loins. Her wetness immediately began flowing, leaving her cunt throbbing with excitement. Her mouth formed an “Oh” as she silently moaned, careful not to alert their parents just a few feet away.Tim worked his middle fingers under the panties. His sister nearly jumped out of her seat as she felt someone besides herself touching her bare cunt. He tenderly pushed between the moist outer folds and into her juicy, hot slit. He eagerly explored a woman’s narrow canyon for his very first time as her flowing wetness coated his fingers.Anxious to see and feel a real man instead of a plastic sex toy, Chrissie tugged the zipper of his pants down. Her fingers reached inside and encircled his hard, pulsating shaft. Tim couldn’t believe how great it felt to be touched like that. She squeezed, sending tingling heat rippling through his balls. After a few seconds Chrissie gently pulled his cock out through the aperture and gazed down at his manhood.His sister smiled and leaned down, tongue extended and flicking, reaching for his hardness. He felt hot wetness as her mouth took his cock inside, lips descending down the rippled shaft, lower and lower, the rounded tip of his prick sliding into her tight throat. In one fluid motion Chrissie had swallowed his entire length.Tim was amazed. His cock was throbbing harder than ever and his balls felt like they were about ready to explode! He groaned softly, hoping his parents wouldn’t hear or see what they were doing just a few feet behind their watchful eyes. He moved his hands around her head and started slight pumping motions with his hips, pushing his cock as deeply into her throat. Oh, it felt so incredibly wonderful! He didn’t last long in his sister’s mouth. Just as she was beginning to move her lips up and down his swollen shaft, Tim lost it. With a muffled grunting noise he ejaculated, squirting a stream of thick, hot cum down her throat. His body clenched hard as several more explosions followed, draining his aching balls of all they contained…Chrissie roused her sleeping brother. “Wake up, dude, you’re drooling!Tim was confused. “What?”She looked into Tim’s eyes, and then slowly led his gaze to the front of his pants. “It must have been one hell of a dream. I’m hoping I wasn’t the center of it!”In the most embarrassing moment of his short life, Tim looked down at the quarter-sized white dome of milky cum that was leaking through his pants. He suddenly sensed that his crotch was filled with much more. His face turned hot and reddened in embarrassment. It quickly dawned on him that the truck was no longer moving. Tim turned angry, and was nearly on the verge of crying. “Get the fuck away! Now!”"Happily,” Chrissie retorted as she slid off the seat and exited the truck, slamming the door closed in her wonderfully scented wake.He was so confused and embarrassed… he wished he were dead!The driver’s door opened and he saw his father peek in. Tim immediately bent over, pretending to be gathering up the items lying on the back seat floor.”As soon as you get that picked up, I’ll need your help to get the trailer set up.”"That’s fine, Dad, I’ll be out in a minute.”He rushed to the bathroom. A short while later they disconnected the electrical cables and lifted the tongue off the hitch, wheeling the pop-up trailed into a good position. They took turns spinning the crank, which very slowly raised the top. Canvas-covered flaps fell out on either side, which was where the beds would be, approximately equivalent to a full-size mattress.Once it was up and locked, Tim opened the door and stepped inside. It smelled musty after spending nearly a year at the back of the garage, but it wasn’t too bad. He opened the zippers on all the screen windows to allow air to circulate. * * * * *Tim sat on a picnic bench gazing at the lake through a stand of trees. It was dusk and campfires were flickering all around them. There were occasional shouts and bouts of laughter as other families enjoyed time together. The sun had set but the western sky was still a dim pink, and it reflected quite beautifully off the calm surface of the water.He was thinking very hard about everything that had happened earlier in the day. Tim was sure Chrissie had been teasing him. First leaving the bathroom door open just enough to give him a peek at her naked body, and then sitting the way she was… but why had she gotten so mad at him, then? That was the part that still bothered him.Unless she’d been testing him, maybe that was it, he theorized. Otherwise, why would she then want him sitting so close, with her right leg draped over his, giving him such a clear shot at her panties? And then the thing with the drink, holding the cup against her boob and getting the shirt wet. That couldn’t have been accidental. There were simply too many coincidences to ignore.He heard the trailer door opening behind him, and then slamming shut.”What are you doing out here getting all bit up for?” Chrissie’s voice asked.”Nothing.”She approached and sat down on his left side. They sat there in silence for quite a while, looking out at the lake as the last light faded and darkness consumed them.”Ouch!” she shrieked while slapping on her bare leg. “I wanted to spend a little time with you, but I can’t out here.”
AsylumSeeker Tim and Chrissie waited a few minutes until they knew their parents were gone before they came out from under the dock. They acted as if nothing had happened and walked, in single file with Tim leading, back to the campsite. As Tim approached the trailer door, his sister grabbed his hand, stopping him.He was just about to ask her what was wrong when Chrissie pressed an index finger to her lips, silencing him. A few seconds later they heard movement coming from inside, followed a moment later muffled conversation.”Oh Ben, your cock feels so good right now.” “Your cunt is so hot and juicy. Every time I love you it keeps getting better and better.”"Hold on a sec…” their mother’s voice spoke. There was more movement and a brief delay as it seemed they were changing positions.”Have we been thinking naughty things again?” their Dad asked.”Yes, I’m sorry. Back at the Ranger station, the one behind the counter…”Tim looked at his sister with a shocked expression on his face and quietly whispered, “What? Mom’s been cheating on Dad?”Chrissie rolled her eyes and pulled him further away from the trailer. “Mom would never do that, they’re just playing some kind of sex game. We should probably walk down to the lake and pretend we weren’t listening.”"But you heard what Mom said earlier; if we’re not back, Dad will have to drive to the Ranger station and ask for help. He’ll be pissed if they have to get a search party going for no reason.”"Oh, get real,” Chrissie responded, shaking her head in disbelief. “Dad will check the lake one more time before things go that far, I’m sure of it.”They walked over to the picnic table and sat down on the bench a few feet apart. Tim leaned back and rested his arms on the table behind him. Chrissie cursed as she slapped her leg, killing another blood-sucking mosquito.At first he was perturbed at her for stopping him from going inside, but after sitting there for a few minutes Tim looked over hopefully at his lovely sister while smiling widely.”What?” she asked suspiciously.His cock stirred as his gaze shifted to her perky breasts. Tim couldn’t help but notice the bumps where her nipples were poking against the thin fabric.”What?” Chrissie repeated impatiently. “Are you acting like a pervert again?”"They won’t be coming out any time soon,” Tim pointed out defensively. “I thought, maybe…”Chrissie knew what he was thinking, because she’d been thinking the same thing. Hearing her parents making love had gotten her quite aroused. The more Chrissie thought about sex, the more eager she was to try it. She was tired of being a restless virgin. And this camping trip was the perfect time to do it. They were both old enough, curious, and quite capable.”Slide closer,” she instructed.Her twin brother eagerly complied. He watched excitedly as Chrissie tugged the cups of her bikini top up and over her boobs, exposing them for his enjoyment. Tim moved his right arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. As their open lips kissed, his left hand cupped and squeezed on a firm breast. It was Chrissie who pushed her eager tongue into her brother’s mouth, entwining with his in heated kissing.Her nipples swelled under Tim’s caressing fingers. Her pussy began tingling when he gently toyed with a diamond-hard nub. She loved how he was touching her. After a few moments she extended her right arm across her body, fingers sneaking down the front of his still-damp bathing suit and started lightly rubbing on his hardening cock. After a minute or two of making out Chrissie felt herself getting wet between the legs. Her hot, young pussy was really throbbing. The hand squeezing on her boob felt good, but it wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy her growing sexual needs. Her whole body was trembling and getting shaky. After thrusting her tongue as deeply into his mouth as it could reach, tangling wildly with his, she backed away.His eyes opened as he wondered why she’d stopped. “What’s wrong?”An uncertain expression formed on her face, as if she wanted to ask for something but was hesitant to do so. They could hear faint, muffled moans resuming as their parents continued their playful lovemaking.”Chrissie, what is it?”His sister finally relented. “Have you ever licked a girl down there?”He shook his head. “No, I never even touched a girl there until… Well, you know.”"Would you like to?” she offered hopefully. Tim was quite nervous about the prospect but he could tell Chrissie really wanted him to. He glanced around, trying to see where they should go.”We can stay right here,” she quickly announced as the thought of him doing such a thing intrigued her. “This way we’ll hear if and when Mom and Dad get up. They can’t dress any quicker than we can.”Her brother hesitated. The thought of messing around so close was as arousing as it was intimidating. His cock surged and quickly grew to its maximum size within Chrissie’s soft, stroking fingers. She quietly giggled. “I know, it’s scary and sexy at the same time for me too.”As he turned around on the bench-part of the picnic table facing where his sister would be sitting, she climbed up on the table itself with her legs spread wide. Chrissie was really nervous, but in a decidedly good way. “You can take them off,” she offered. Chrissie had never let a guy take any clothing item off her body before, and letting her brother do it this time added fuel to her growing excitement. It felt weird, as if she’d given him control of her. She looked down as he timidly pulled on the knotted strings, first loosening her left side, and then the right. Tim’s fingers were visibly shaking as he grasped the top of her bikini bottoms and pulled them down, exposing her trimmed pubic curls and the outer folds.She lifted her ass off the bench as he tugged the material out from under her. Not taking any additional risks, Chrissie held the bikini in her right hand, just in case she had to get it back on in a hurry. Her heart was racing as a mixture of fear and erotic heat knotted her stomach. She reached a hand down and separated her lips, exposing her wet, luscious slit.”Press your tongue at the bottom and slowly lick up,” Chrissie instructed, imagining that was how guys did it, although she was just as inexperienced as her brother was.Tim placed his hands on top of her thighs and leaned forward with his tongue extended. When the tip was pressing against the bottom of her vertical channel, he started flicking it while licking. Chrissie flinched and softly moaned as a tingling sensation rushed through her pussy.If nothing else, Tim was diligent. Even as her tangy flavor overwhelmed his taste buds, he kept his tongue inside the slit and slowly worked his way higher. He loved the feel of her velvet-smooth flesh, and the way his attention was making her body twitch. When he reached the bump of her clitoris, his sister clenched hard and sharply gasped.He momentarily paused and glanced up, worried that he’d hurt her. But when he saw her eyes were closed and noticed the look of sheer delight on her face, he knew he was onto something. He kept his swirling tongue on that little button and started licking harder and faster. “Uh! Oh yes… Oh Tim, that feels wonderful!” she moaned approvingly as she leaned backward into a lying position.Her hands formed around the back of his head, pulling his mouth closer as her hips and pelvis began grinding her cunt against his lips and tongue. Tim didn’t mind that her leaking juice was glazing his face, because the guys who talked about such things in the locker room at school prided themselves on getting a girl so worked up that she creamed all over their faces. So for Tim, this was confirmation of sorts that he was doing pretty well so far.As he maintained his focus on her clitoris, her body grew increasingly active. Her lithe form began squirming, and he found that he had to keep a tight hold on her thighs and crane his neck in different directions to keep his tongue concentrated on that special little area of her body. It seemed as if she was getting hotter and wetter the second.”Oh Tim, yeah… That’s so good, don’t stop…” Chrissie softly moaned, but as her body got more turned on her voice grew louder.Tim was as hard as a rock. The door to the trailer was behind him, and it was pretty obvious that Chrissie wasn’t paying any attention. His ears perked up because that was the only way he had of getting an early warning, but as her thighs continually widened and narrowed, he found that some of the time his ears were being covered. The increased risk of getting caught kept his cock straining. He began rocking his hips which, in turn, dragged the front of his bathing suit back and forth over the sensitized tip. It wasn’t much, but the tingling sensations the movement created was temporarily satisfying. What he really wanted to do was push his cock into her right then and there and end their days of virginity, but he knew better than to do anything so significant without her asking him to do it.Chrissie was so glad that her brother instinctively knew right where to go. The constant stimulation of her clitoris had ignited a raging fire in her loins. Her eyes briefly opened as she glanced over at the trailer, watching the end occupied their parents shaking. A brief smile appeared on her lips before her eyes closed and her full concentration returned to the joyous pleasure surging through her body.Tim decided eating out a girl was more work than he’d ever imagined. His tongue and neck were getting tired and her thrashing body made it increasingly difficult to keep his tongue fixed on the enlarged nub that seemed to give her so much pleasure. It was just about that time when Chrissie’s breath caught in her throat. She suddenly stiffened and her whole body seemed to ball up around his head. The frantic movements were nothing compared to the wild, thrashing spasms that suddenly gripped her frame. His breath was cut off as she tightened her hold, desperately grinding her clit against his mouth.Loud moans and soft cries broke the evening silence. Tim just held on for dear life as her squirming body erupted in orgasm. He felt a rush of wetness that was suddenly all over his face and running down his neck. His hands clung to her twisting, vibrating thighs as her breathing grew ragged. As quickly as it began, her body relaxed and her limbs fell away, releasing his head. He took in a deep breath as she kept panting.After Tim straightened up he looked down at his sister. She was flushed, sweaty, and grinning from ear to ear.”That was great,” she told him, marveling at the intense pleasure of the finished act before noticing his wet face. “I’m sorry. I made a mess all over your face.”He wiped his mouth and chin with the back of a hand. “Want to walk down to the lake and get cleaned up?”"Sure, just give me a minute to get my bikini back on.”A short while later they were back inside their bathing suits and picking their way down to the shore. Most of the other campsites were dark and silent, with only a few distant voices being carried along on the gentle breeze. They both walked waist-deep into the water and splashed the remnants of her orgasm off their skin. Tim’s raging erection had since calmed down and was nearly back to normal.”So what now?” he questioned.Chrissie shrugged her shoulders uncertainly. “I guess we’ll just have to wait.”"Mom said an hour, it must be getting close to that,” Tim pointed out. “They should be finishing up now. Let’s go back. We can make a lot of noise so they’ll hear us coming.”"Give them a little more private time, they’ve done a lot for us,” she gently reminded her twin brother. “Want to skip rocks?”Tim sighed. “Not really. It’s hard to see anything.”"Come on. Let’s see who can skip one the most times.”It was hard to find a really good rock. He bent over, picked up a few loose ones up, and began trying to skip them. Chrissie stood close , doing the same. Once she was out of rocks, she watched her brother as he tossed the last couple of his. One hit the water on the flat side but then rolled over on its side, the leading edge knifing into the dark depths. Chrissie laughed hard, and a moment later Tim joined in. They slowly walked toward the dock, bending down occasionally. “Ooh, I found a good one,” Chrissie briefly bragged. “Are you ready for this?”He looked up as her right arm launched it. After skipping once it skirted over the calm surface a half-dozen feet before skipping again, traveled a shorter distance before skipping a third time, and with its waning momentum it skipped six more times in quick succession, almost too quickly to count.”That’s a winner there,” she confidently declared.Undeterred, Tim kept looking for more. He wouldn’t admit it publicly but he hated losing to his twin. It just didn’t seem right for a brother not to dominate his sister at such things. Picking the best one in his hand, Tim tried again.”That’s six,” Chrissie’s voice announced. “You still can’t beat my nine.”"You just got lucky.”The twins fell silent for a few tosses, none of which amounted to much. She asked, “Are you looking forward to leaving next month?”Tim didn’t take long to answer. “Hello, that’s a great big yes! Haven’t you noticed how Mom and Dad have been acting lately? They’re all lovey-dovey all the time, kissing and hugging, and… well, you know, we just heard them going at it. That’s so gross.”Chrissie was incredulous. “Gross? That’s so romantic. I hope I can find a man that will love me that much after so many years. You’re so lucky and you don’t even know it. Look at how many of our friends have divorced parents. We have the greatest family I know of… minus you!”He ignored her verbal dig for the moment and skipped the rock in his hand. Afterwards, Tim softly slapped his sister’s arm in retaliation. Not to be outdone, Chrissie punched his with unrestrained strength, which registered as a sickening, flesh-compressing ‘thud’.”Ow!” he protested. “That wasn’t very nice. We better head back; I don’t want Dad getting mad at us.”This time Chrissie was inclined to agree. “Let me skip this last one, and then we can go.”Tim watched as he waited. As the rock began skipping, they both silently counted. Chrissie’s eyes lit up as she bested her own standing record.”That’s eleven! Beat that, punk!”"Oh, shut up. Okay, you win this time,” he agreed with a disappointed look on his face. * * * * *When they got back to the trailer their parents were getting into bed. Connie smiled as they walked in.”You kids were gone for a while,” Connie mentioned. “Did you have fun?”"Sure,” Chrissie responded, taken aback from her sudden lack of concern and worry. “Are you two calling it a night?”Connie sat on the edge of the bed where their Dad was already settled under the sheet. “Yeah, I think so. It’s been a tiring day for us.”Taking the hint, Chrissie opened up a suitcase and rummaged around inside until she produced an oversized pink t-shirt with a cute rabbit graphic on the front. She got on the bed she was about to share with her brother and pulled the privacy curtains closed. A few moments later they reopened and she stepped outside to place her bathing suit on the picnic table to dry.While she was changing, Tim looked through his bag for his pajamas. After she was done he took his turn. When he noticed Chrissie had picked up his swimming trunks and placed them outside, he expressed his sincere appreciation for her volunteering to do that.”Goodnight, Mom and Dad,” Chrissie told them as she prepared to get into bed. “Should I get the light?”"Yes, please, sweetheart. Sweet dreams, you two,” Connie answered back. “Love you both.”"You too, Mom,” Tim responded as his sister turned off the LED camping lantern.As she walked to the bed Chrissie misjudged the distance and banged her knee. Tim reached out and guided her forward. “Stay on your side, if you touch me I’ll puke,” Chrissie suddenly announced.Once everyone was in bed and under a sheet, his sister reached over and gently squeezed Tim’s left hand.”I thought…”"I said that for their benefit,” she whispered in explanation. “If they think I don’t want you touching me, and then they hear something, they won’t be as suspicious.”Tim’s heart skipped a beat. “What could they hear?”Chrissie’s body shuddered with excitement as she prepared to share with Tim her intentions. Carefully pressing her lips to his left ear, she informed him, “If you can stay awake until after they’re asleep, I have a big surprise.”He felt his body tingling as his cock began to swell. His imagination ran wild. Tim knew what he wanted to try, but what exactly was she hinting of? But the only thing they hadn’t tried yet… as the realization sank in, his organ quickly completed its rising growth.He rolled over onto his side facing her. The tip of his extended member couldn’t help but bridge the distance separating them and pulsated against her lower belly. Across the trailer, Ben’s soft snores had already commenced. Emboldened the reassuring sleep-sounds, Chrissie reached a hand down, slipped it under his loose pajama bottoms, and wrapped her fingers around the hardened shaft.”Oh Tim, you’re so big,” she whispered in impressed surprise. “Do you want to with me?”There was no hesitation before answering. “Yes, I really do!”She fell silent, listening to what was happening across the way. “Let’s only touch for right now, okay? I need to know they’re both asleep before we do anything more.”The invitation seemed to be in place, so Tim hesitantly reached his right hand between her thighs. Her sleek legs shifted apart and she softly giggled as he quickly discovered his sister wasn’t wearing any panties under the t-shirt. He felt a lot more comfortable feeling her up now that he knew what to expect and where to focus his attention. “You feel really good,” he commented as a finger pushed between the labia and into her juice-slick channel. Not sure what to say, he recalled his father’s exclamations. “I love your cunt.”Chrissie slapped the side of his head. “Don’t call it that! That’s nasty!”Tim quickly found himself in a difficult position. “But, Dad…”"Yeah, well, I’m not Mom. You can call it a pussy or a beaver, but not that word,” she patiently explained.He swallowed hard. “Okay, sorry.”His heart was pounding as he fingered the length of her warm, moist slit. Chrissie seemed to purr in pleasure while squeezing and stroking his swollen cock. Their mouths found one another and kissed, tongues eagerly entwining in passionate kissing. It seemed like they kissed and petted half the night, but it had probably only been thirty minutes to an hour. Chrissie had cautiously been listening for signs of movement or whispering voices, but both parents appeared to be dead asleep. She briefly smiled while deciding they’d fucked themselves to the point of exhaustion and would likely be out all night.She broke the kiss and moved onto her back. Her hands grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up, bunching it at the shoulders, leaving all of her body exposed for her brother to enjoy.”Okay, get on top, but be very quiet,” she whispered invitingly.After carefully pulling his pajamas off, Tim controlled his growing nervous excitement and warily moved between her legs. His cock was as hard as it could be as he found himself on the verge of making love for the first time. He’d never imagined it would be with his sister, but at that moment he was okay with the notion.He felt her reaching a hand down and securely gripping the base of the shaft.
AsylumSeeker As the family prepared for bed, Connie overheard the polite exchange between brother and sister and snuggled up to Ben’s side. He was lying on his back, face up, with his eyes closed. She silently admired her man for a few moments.She lightly kissed his cheek and whispered, “It’s so refreshing to see them getting along so well.”"Stay on your side, if you touch me I’ll puke,” Chrissie suddenly announced.Connie couldn’t suppress a quiet giggling. Ben, smiling, opened his eyes and kissed her forehead. “Don’t give up on them yet, sweetheart.”Before long both parents drifted off to sleep.Connie slowly awakened to the sound of birds chirping. She stretched her arms and opened her eyes, noticing the trailer was primarily dark except for light that found its way inside where the canvas privacy flaps had been tied off to allow fresh air in through fabric screens. Connie breathed in deeply, enjoying the fresh pine scent as children’s laughter could be heard off in the distance.Her body rolled over and she automatically reached an arm over the shape of her husband. Ben stirred and mumbled, “Morning,” as he stretched his stiff limbs. He pulled her into his arms after rolling onto his back. His wife placed her head on his chest.”I can’t believe I slept straight through,” she admitted in a soothing purr. “You could have woken me up, I wouldn’t have minded.”"Except that I wasn’t awake to wake you,” Ben explained. “I slept the whole night through myself. All the sex we enjoyed yesterday must have worn us both out.”"Yesterday was a pretty amazing day,” she agreed as a wide grin formed on her face. “Are you hungry?”"I could eat. But the kids aren’t up yet, it doesn’t appear.”"Hmm… They’re asleep, we’re awake…”She reached a hand down to his crotch and lightly squeezed. “Maybe your friend will wake up, what do you think?”"I think it’s a little too late in the morning to be thinking what you’re thinking with our two kids so close . I say we find something to keep them occupied and try this a little later.”"Okay,” she responded with feigned disappointment. “I guess I can wait a little longer. In the meantime I’ll get breakfast started. Can you get the propane stove out and lit for me?”Ben chuckled, “I’d love to light my loving wife’s burner.”"I love how your mind goes straight to the gutter,” she cooed. “Keep thinking that way.” the time they changed into shorts and t-shirts the kids appeared to be stirring. Ben got the stove set up on one edge of the picnic bench and lit both burners. that time Connie had gotten a frying pan out and soon had bacon and sausage cooking. Ben filled up a coffee pot with water from the spigot and put it on to heat. After a few minutes the delicious smells of cooking food filled the air around their camp.As she tended to the meat, Ben came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. He gently kissed the side of her face, squeezed her hard against him, and whispered, “I love you.”She turned her head as far back as she could. He leaned forward over her shoulder, their mouths meeting in an affectionate embrace. “I love you too.”Ben had been expecting to hear the kids getting up but the trailer behind them remained silent. “Should I get them up?”Connie shook her head. “No, let them sleep, at least until breakfast is done. Then I’ll need to know how they want their eggs.”"Just scramble a dozen; this is your vacation too. You don’t have to be a short-order cook all the time,” he instructed. “I think I’ll offer to drop the kids off at the top of the hill so they can float back down to the lake. That’ll take them a good four hours or more, and they always have such a good time.”"I know exactly what you’re thinking,” Connie decided. “But I have an even better idea.”"Oh?”"After breakfast, you should go fishing,” she suggested. “I’ll drive into town with the kids. They can play games at the arcade while I do a little shopping. And then on the way back I’ll drop them off at the top of the hill. You can come back to the campsite at lunchtime, and then we’ll have all afternoon to be alone. This way everyone gets to do something they want.”"Shopping?” he playfully complained. “Didn’t you pack everything we own? What more do we need?”She smiled. “It’ll be a surprise, and I promise, you’ll love it.”* * * * *Shortly after breakfast Ben got out his fishing pole and tackle box. The twins still had not yet made an appearance.”Shall I wake them?”Connie responded, “No, you go ahead, Ben. I’ll get them up in a minute. Have fun, sweetheart.”"I will. Don’t spend too much money,” he kidded her, as Connie had always been very thrifty with the household budget.They briefly kissed and he headed toward the lake. Finally he was getting his long hoped-for chance to relax and fish. Not that he cared all that much about catching anything. Even when he did Ben released it back into the water. It was the private time with his thoughts and nature in general that he so enjoyed.He selected a quiet spot wrapped in trees and bushes, which would camouflage his presence while also, hopefully, helping to keep potential swimmers at bay. After settling down he opened a small carton and dug into the dirt, pulling out a wriggling worm. The Ranger station offered a small convenience store and as he arranged for a campsite, he’d had Tim buy some live bait. After getting the hook prepared, Ben attached a bobber to the line a few feet higher than the hook and cast it overhand into the lake. He propped it up inside a natural V provided two intersecting bush branches and sat down with his back resting against the large trunk of a maple tree.He reached for the bright red plastic tackle box that Connie had given to him for Christmas several years ago and released two snaps holding the lid closed. Unbeknownst to his wife, what rested at the bottom of the tackle box underneath a removable tray was an erotic story he’d stumbled across on the internet and had printed out a few months earlier. He’d read it a dozen times or more, but he still found it to be an incredible turn-on. Faced with little else to do while waiting for the fish to bite, he cautiously retrieved it and began to read.Sonya was a young woman of nineteen and had been invited to spend the summer in America with a wealthy widower and close friend of the family. She loved to play tennis and an opportunity to train with a well-known instructor at an exclusive club was too good to pass up.Eric hadn’t seen Sonya in five years but had watched her mature through shared family photos and movies. He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she’d become with her silky dark hair, radiant blue eyes, and a slender, athletic body with curves in all the right places. He was taken aback the first time he saw her in the short white tennis skirt with white panties underneath and the thin, tight white top that revealed every subtle detail from the waist up. While trying not to stare at the provocative outline of her firm breasts and impressive nipples, that was precisely what Eric caught himself doing. Sonya was kind and didn’t make mention of his overtly sexual visual caresses.”You promised we practice,” she gently reminded him in the accent he loved to hear. “Is this not good time?”As far as Eric was concerned, he made sure that any time she needed him would be a good time. He’d made arrangements to take the summer off from his flourishing business, while checking in on occasion to keep astride of changing fiscal situations. “No, I… I mean yes, now is fine,” he readily agreed. “I just had no idea how beautiful you’ve become.”She reddened slightly in embarrassment. “Thank you, Mr. Stratford.”"Please, call me Eric,” he urged. “And don’t be too rough on me. I’ve seen you play and I’m not as young, as fast, or as skilled as you.”She giggled. Eric loved how cute it sounded, and at that very moment he felt himself hopelessly falling in love with the lovely young Russian.Sonya reached an arm around his waist. “Thank you for doing this, Mr… Eric.”He hesitantly moved an arm around her shoulders while lightly kissing her forehead and enjoying her clean, youthful scent. “I don’t mind, this old man needs the exercise.”"I mean for everything… for the lessons, this summer,” she explained. “You’re more than welcome. I just wish Glenda could see you now. We’d both be so very proud of the lovely and inspiring woman you’ve grown into.”Sonya was emotionally touched his heartwarming compliment. “You must miss her.”"I do, very much,” he confirmed in a depressed tone. “She was the center of my life. I’m still lost without her.”"I’m so sorry, Eric. If there’s anything I can do…”He dabbed away a tear. “You already have, sweetheart. You’re here.” Ben looked up and scanned the lake, noting its gentle motion had carried his red-and-white plastic bobber a few dozen feet to the left. It was still a good twenty yards out from the shoreline so he shifted his stiffening body slightly and settled back down.Even though the erotic story was obviously just a work of the writer’s imagination, it still made him realize just how lucky he was to have Connie. She was such a joy to share his life with. He’d seen so many other couples that had split up for differing reasons, but Connie had somehow made their marriage work. Even as he spent so many long days and dark, lonely nights far away from her, she remained firmly in place, steadfast and determined.Feeling himself getting teary-eyed, Ben turned a couple of pages and resumed the story where it picked up a few days later after a section break. Eric watched from a short distance as the tennis instructor helped Sonya with her backswing. He couldn’t get over how gorgeous she looked. He tried to suppress his sexual thoughts, but they constantly surfaced as his desire for her began to intensify…A slight splashing sound captured Ben’s attention. He located the drifting bobber and watched as a fish made another strike. He picked up the fishing pole and prepared to set the hook.And then… nothing; he began chuckling. “You took my bait, huh? That’s okay, buddy. Enjoy it.”Ben glanced down at his watch while wondering what Connie and the kids were up to. He would’ve been sorely tempted to call, but one thing Connie demanded of this trip was that cell phones had to be placed strictly off-limits. He still felt funny without one, but he understood and even welcomed the idea. It had been a battle to get her to agree to let him stow one in the glove box in the ‘Off’ position for use only in the case of a genuine emergency.He smiled to himself while lifting the tackle box tray and concealed the story in its usual location. She sure was a special woman, and did she ever have an active imagination. Especially lately, with their physically fit bodies that could better act out her fantasies. He had to admit that she knew how to make having sex with her fun.His stomach began churning as hunger returned. It wasn’t lunchtime yet but he was getting bored and decided to pack it in for the day. Ben opened the live bait container and dumped the worms on the ground, giving them a second chance at life. Only heaven knew how many second chances Connie had given him to keep their marriage from hitting the rocks. That woman had been a beacon of light from the very beginning, and it was only now that he was beginning to appreciate the depth of his love and admiration for her.Once back at the campsite he put things away. Shortly after eleven Connie returned. She parked the truck and got out wearing a wide smile while carrying a large blue plastic shopping bag.Ben watched as she approached. “That smile scares me.”Quoting a movie advertisement she recalled seeing a while back, Connie announced with a serious expression on her face, “Be afraid. Be very afraid.”He moved his arms around her and they briefly kissed.”Have I ever told you how deeply I love, respect, and admire you for everything you’ve done for our family?” he asked. “You didn’t catch any fish, did you?”"Well, no, but… That’s hardly the response I was expecting,” he sighed with obvious frustration.She laughed. “Don’t take it the wrong way, sweetheart. When my husband comes back from a morning of fishing and greets me with something as profound as that, I know you must have had too much time to think. You have said it, maybe not in those words, but in everything you do for me. Don’t worry about the past, just enjoy what we have. And I love, respect, and admire you too.”"What’s in the bag?” he inquired.After turning her back she pulled out two things. Connie handed him a sub sandwich wrapped in waxed paper, and a sports magazine.”What are these for?”"We stopped and had lunch, so I brought a sandwich back for you,” she explained. “I happened to notice a magazine that was covering the increasingly popular sport of women’s tennis, which made me think of you. So you’re far from the only man with that fetish. Eat, read, and I’ll be out shortly with the rest of the surprise.”"I don’t deserve you,” he called out after her as he settled down at the picnic table and began eating while paging through the photo spread.The photography was world class and included full-color shots of the sexiest of the sexy, and some of the angles used were obviously chosen to titillate. Normally Ben experienced a twinge of guilt when harboring lustful thoughts for other women, but seeing as how Connie had brought it to him, he felt free to relish the opportunity. Besides, he sensed this was part of the foreplay, and looked even more intently than he would have otherwise.And of course, amongst the female crop was his favorite eighteen year-old blonde Russian, who was looking so very, very lovely. One full-page picture in particular grabbed his attention. It was a close-up of her head and upper torso, cut off on top at the forehead, and at the bottom near her waist. She was in the act of returning the ball and her beautiful face was all scrunched up. The swells of her perky breasts were nearly visible through the thin, tight shirt, emphasizing the jiggling bumps of flesh and hardened tips.The Rangers had done a good job of spacing campers apart as best they could, buffering each occupied site with empty sites. Feeling relatively alone Ben felt comfortable reaching his right hand down and squeezing his crotch while studying the pictures and recalling the erotic story he’d earlier revisited. He was soon growing hard and his erection began pushing the front of his shorts up. He heard Connie coming out of the trailer just in time.Without looking up Ben began speaking and then lifted his gaze. “You’re back just in time. Something’s ‘come up’ and I think we might better…”What he saw stopped him mid-sentence. His jaw dropped as his seductively posed wife was dressed in a tiny white tennis skirt and a thin, tight white shirt that revealed more than it covered. She even had a sun visor on her head, and she’d tied back her hair just like the pros did. And in her right hand was a racket.”Hey coach, you help with my swing?” she asked in a foreign accent.Ben smiled and played along. “Warm up first. Stretch those muscles out.”He sat and watched, mesmerized, as she bent down facing away from him, pushing her nice ass into the air. Ben knew she looked good, but suddenly realized her body wasn’t far off from some of the photos he’d been enjoying. With her legs thrust outward she slowly bent over, nearly placing the top of her head on the ground. The sleek insides of her shapely thighs looked magnificent as they flexed.And with each dip the back of her pleated skirt rose, giving him a peek of her bare pussy. It was a teasing game of ‘now-you-see-it, now-you don’t', and had his cock throbbing all the more harder.”Is that good enough?” she asked.Playing the role to perfection, Ben grimaced. “Turn around, face me, and do a few more.”And of course, more than eager to please, Connie did.This time he had the opposite perspective as her thin shirt stretched over her breasts and nipples. The pink tips were mostly hardened the excitement of the role-playing, additionally stimulated the rubbing of fabric over flesh. The peaks were soon straining and poking through.She returned a look of frustration. “Coach? My swing, please?”Ben was shaken back to reality; when he stood, his cock was already visibly swelling.As her husband approached Connie suppressed a smile of anticipation and faced away from him. His left arm moved around her waist as his right hand grasped her right wrist.”Okay, slide those legs apart a bit more,” he directed, placing his left hand on her left inside thigh. When he was satisfied with Connie’s form Ben pulled his left hand up. He felt a few curls of pubic hair teasingly brushing past his skin. “Very good so far,” he assured his willing student. “Now bend your arm at the elbow a little more… right there, that’s perfect.”The arm around her waist eased upward and the top of his thumb just barely touched the bottom curvature of her right breast. He could feel her body eagerly trembling as they both controlled their similar urge to end the game and jump into bed.”Imagine your eyes are following the approaching ball, bring your arm back, it’s getting closer… closer… now swing!”Connie swung the racket hard. As she followed through her upper body lowered, innocently pushing her breast into her coach’s left hand. He took the opportunity and squeezed it a couple of times, sampling the soft texture of the perky mound and hardened tip. As his mind thought of Sonya, she could feel his swollen member throbbing against her lower back, indicating his readiness.”Ow!” she suddenly complained.”What is it?”"I think I might have pulled something in my upper leg,” Connie revealed.”Show me where,” he encouraged her.Connie gripped his left hand in hers and pressed it against her left inner thigh. “It starts here, and then goes to about here,” she stated while guiding his hand up underneath the bottom of her skirt where he once again felt the curls of her pubic hair just barely touching the top edge of his thumb.”I’m sorry that your muscle hurts, but I also noticed you’re not wearing all of your required clothing items. Care to explain why?”Connie looked over with a guilty expression written on her face. She lowered her gaze while appearing to be on the verge of crying.”I’m sorry, but the panties are tight and bothersome, hindering my movements. But if I must wear them then I promise to next time. But could you massage my sore muscle? It’s getting very tight.”"Step into my office.”His student appeared hesitant. “The others have already left. Can’t you do that here, as I sit at the picnic table?”"Certainly, if you prefer,” he agreed.She pretended to limp, favoring her right leg as he helped her get seated. He knelt down and carefully raised her left leg, placing the calf on is right shoulder. Ben noticed that the front of her skirt lowered where her legs separated, just barely covering her bare pussy. Connie glanced down and saw where his gaze was focused. His wife acted like an embarrassed, teenage girl.”Coach, please… It’s naughty to look at me there when I’m not wearing panties,” she complained, but beneath was an underlying sense of simmering sexual excitement. “Unless… well, never mind.”"Just lean back, close your eyes, and relax,” he instructed. “And don’t watch where I’m looking because I already know you want me to, otherwise you would have worn your panties like a good girl. Only the naughty ones don’t wear panties.”
AsylumSeeker They were driving back in the truck to their temporary home with Connie snuggled against Ben’s right side. Classic soft rock played over the speakers at a low volume. As they passed the campsite sign and turned onto the familiar gravel road, Connie nervously looked over at her husband.”Ben?”He glanced towards her. “Yeah?”"For the record, I just wanted you to know I didn’t enjoy the dance.”Ben’s forehead wrinkled in a frown. “Really? I didn’t step on your toes once!”Connie playfully slapped his right upper arm. “You know what I mean, stop toying with me.”"I didn’t mind, it was only a dance,” he responded in a dismissive tone.”Just a dance?” she countered suspiciously. “I saw you looking at that table of three girls while plotting your revenge.”"I knew I was getting laid tonight, I just wasn’t sure whom,” he teased, turning the tables on her.She looked at him briefly in surprise before they both broke out in laughter. Afterwards Connie whispered, “You know I’d never leave your side.”"I know,” he admitted, knowing that he’d given her good cause to do just that several times but they always worked through those difficult events together. “And I’d never…”A sudden flash of white in his peripheral vision caused Ben to hit the brakes hard. The sudden stop surprised Connie as her body helplessly lurched forward, her momentum stopped the seatbelt she was wearing. The tires bit into the gravel and noisily slid.”What -?” she asked, just as they both saw two deer a few yards away illuminated the headlights before they ran into the night. “Oh, they’re so cute!”"Are you okay?” Ben asked.”Yeah, I’m fine,” she answered as she continued looking at the spot where the animals escaped her view.Deciding to use the brief interruption to his benefit, Ben placed his right hand on her left knee and began caressing her inner thigh, slowly working his way higher. She glanced over and smiled, her eyes appearing steamy.”It might be awhile before we get another chance at some privacy,” he mentioned suggestively.Connie’s smile widened as her gaze shifted to his inviting lips. Her head leaned toward his, their mouths embracing in a kiss. Soon their tongues were playfully entwining, savoring the intimate moment. He reached his left arm across his body and lightly squeezed on her right breast, fingertips toying with the hardened tip.”Don’t get me all wound up for nothing, sweetheart,” she pleaded, but did nothing to halt his advances.”You look gorgeous tonight,” he offered, as if in explanation for his inability to keep his hands off of her lithe, luscious body.”Does this have anything to do with me dancing with a complete stranger?” she inquired, curious.”It did give me a chance to see you from a distance,” he admitted. “I mean to really see you, and I love what I saw. I don’t know how you manage to juggle so many things and still keep so lean and shapely.”She flashed him a seductive look. “You give me all the exercise a girl could ask for.”"I’m predicting another hot and humid night.”Connie rolled her eyes. “Only if you can stay awake longer than the kids, which I doubt.”Ben smirked. “Oh ye of little faith! We’ll see.”He removed his foot off the brake pedal and they continued to the campsite. Ben’s curiosity was piqued when he noticed numerous dim yellow circles glowing through the canvas walls of the trailer. Connie noticed his reaction.”Ben, what is it?” she asked, suddenly concerned.”I’m not sure, wait here for a second.”Connie gave her husband a head start before getting out and following behind. He entered the trailer first and looked around before being distracted his wife stepping inside. He watched as the expression of concern on her pretty face changed into a warm smile.”What’s this about?” he wondered aloud.”I can see Chrissie’s hand in this,” she answered while noting the flickering candles and the flower petals scattered over their bed. “It’s their way of giving us a romantic night together. Look, there’s a note on your pillow.”Ben reacted to her observation and he opened the folded sheet of paper.Mom and Dad,Wanted you to have a special night together. We’ll be okay on our own. But just in case could you please leave the truck unlocked?Love, C”You’re right,” he announced while passing her the note. “That was nice of them.”She quickly read the note before moving into his arms. “Have you had time to recover yet?”"Let’s get started and the rest of me will arrive shortly.”Connie cooed, “Sounds great to me. As it turns out we have all night.”Ben hugged her tightly against his chest, enjoying the soft warmth of his wife’s form. He slowly swayed as if dancing while leading her toward the waiting bed. She turned her head up, looking deeply into his eyes, watching the flickering flames of the candles reflecting off them. Connie’s left hand cupped the back of his neck while her lips reached for his.Their parted lips met, eager tongues anxiously entwining, savoring the privacy that was often difficult to find. She moved her body in rhythm with his, allowing him to guide her backwards.When Connie felt the back of her calves hitting the bed she allowed herself to fall back with Ben on top of her. They rolled over onto their sides facing each other, with her husband on his right side with his back to the door and her lying on her left side. Their mouths were still pressed tightly together as the passionate kissing continued uninterrupted.Both of them were quite content to take the evening slow and they enjoyed the deep, wet, probing embrace. Connie softly moaned as his arms squeezed her body even more tightly against his. She lifted her right leg and hooked it around Ben’s waist, slowly grinding her aroused cunt against the front of his shorts.Connie had always loved being held, even if nothing came of it. There were so many nights when he wasn’t home to hold. Now that he was, she found a simple embrace almost as satisfying as an orgasm. How she loved the closeness of his body to hers, the warmth and smell of him, the hardness of his wonderfully developed physique.Slowly, ever so slowly, his male attention was awakening her excitement. Warmth accompanied a dull throbbing filled her loins. As far as Connie was concerned, she couldn’t love him enough. Her body hungered for his on a continual basis since she’d been spoiled his constant presence at home. The woman inside could barely contain her enthusiasm as she forced herself not to rush things.After what had to have been fifteen or twenty minutes of steady kissing, his lips finally separated from hers. As she rubbed her moistening pussy against him she could feel the stirrings of an erection returning to his cock, a promising sign that intensified Connie’s passion.His left hand moved to the right side of her face, gently holding and caressing. His lips began their descent, licking and nibbling a moist trail down her neck. She jerked her head back and to one side, exposing the wonderfully scented skin. Ben explored every square millimeter of silky softness as he continued the relaxed pace of their lovemaking.Ben suspected he was luckier than most men his age. To have managed to keep their marriage a success over the years despite the many bumps gave him great pride. He hadn’t liked seeing his wife in the arms of another, even if only to dance, but it had provided him a different perspective. Not only could he appreciate her physically, but it reminded him never to take her for granted.”Roll over on your back,” he whispered.Connie released her hold on him and she rolled, settling on her back at the center of the mattress. His eyes gazed at the swells under the halter, his attention drawn to the outline of her swollen tips. He leaned forward and lightly flirted with the closest one, batting on the top of the hard shaft with the tip of his tongue.She sighed as her body relaxed, enjoying the tender stimulation. He felt the nipples expanding even larger so he captured one in his lips while vibrating his jaw and breathing warm breath over the nub. Eager for direct contact Connie reached both hands down to lift the halter up and exposed both mounds. He glanced up for a moment, smiled, and mouthed the words “I love you”. She nodded, gesturing their mutual affection. He gently grasped a swell in each hand and squeezed hard while pushing them together. Once the nipples were nearly touching he sucked both into his mouth and began sucking and biting on them hard. Although they had the camper to themselves Connie knew she had to be quiet despite the urge to cry out in delight. Tingling heat gripped her lower body as her juices continued flowing, now beginning to accumulate and coat her intimate flesh.He looked into her eyes and smiled while devouring both throbbing peaks at once. He could tell the effect he was having as her pulse and breathing noticeably quickened. Connie’s shapely body was starting to squirm, which was right where he wanted her. He got his fill of her tits as she quietly moaned. His saliva dripped down the nipples and breasts as her movements turned frantic.”Are you wet yet?” he asked as his fingers fondled the supple mounds.Her eyes rolled. “You know darn good and well that I am.”"Good, because I’m hungry.”She grinned and nodded her head in disbelief before giving her best dinner-bell sound effect. “Ding-ding-ding.”"I better hurry up and eat while it’s hot.”The sexual energy between them had taken its toll on Ben as well. As he sucked on her breasts his cock had grown considerably and its insistent throbbing had him anxious for her cunt. Although he had planned on slowly working his way down over Connie’s belly to her crotch, the increasing urgency spurred a quick sprint south.A few seconds later Connie lifted up her ass as she felt his fingers tugging the skimpy undergarment down her legs and slipping them off along with her shoes. Her legs eagerly widened, and when they did the unique scent of her aroused womanhood wafted upwards. His attention was immediately drawn to the luscious treasure nestled within.There was little preliminary contact. Connie giggled as his tongue was placed on an inner thigh and licked its way up to her pussy. Once he reached the puffy outer folds she heavily sighed and prepared herself for what she knew was coming.She could feel pressure as the labia was separated, exposing her juice-slick valley. Soft lips and the tip of a tongue pressed against her pussy, exploring the velvet smooth slit. Her eyes closed as her back arched, pushing her cunt harder against his mouth. Her hips began moving in a rhythmic pumping motion that his head matched.”Oh Ben, that feels glorious!” she softly cried out as her body writhed on the bed as it had so many times before.Her arms stretched outward, hands balling up around handfuls of bedding. Once anchored in position she thrust her cunt harder against his mouth, feverishly fucking his tongue. Ben next worked two fingers into her canal, rotating them one way and then the other as nectar quickly coated the digits. His mouth finally made its way to her clit, which he started teasing with a passion.”Oh ba… yeah, eat my pussy!” her voice moaned in obvious pleasure as her body movements intensified.She could feel her breasts moving left then right as both nipples pulsated with excitement, silently pleading for attention. But Connie’s focus was relishing the delightful sensations emanating from her hot, humid sex. Ben licked, sucked, and pushed as she wiggled and thrust. Her excitement was intensifying with every powerful beat of her heart.There was no disguising the squeaking noises or the rising and falling of the wing they occupied. The whole camper was feeling the vibrations of love. But that didn’t keep Connie from enjoying the heat of the moment; it merely fueled their desire.”Oh! Oh! Oh Ben, sweetheart… yeah, right there… YES! YES!”His loving wife clenched hard as she was immersed in the throes of an orgasm. Her form shuddered and twitched with terrific force as he struggled to keep his mouth on her clit while two fingers pounded her juicy canal. Her hushed moans grew louder in the final seconds before falling silent. With a loud sigh Connie’s body relaxed. Ben busily lapped on her cunt, savoring the tangy taste of it before the throbbing of his cock reminded him of his own growing needs.”How do you want me?” he asked, eager to please.”Inside of me,” she breathlessly answered. “I don’t care how.”They’d started their marriage much like their conservative parents, with couplings in dark rooms, under bedding, in the missionary position with the man on top. Through the course of their relationship Connie had stirred his imagination injecting ideas for new positions, techniques, etc. And those ideas had stimulated their passion.But sometimes, just sometimes, someone was badly in need of a good fucking, as Connie clearly was. And sometimes that meant casting cleverness and ingenuity aside and returning to the basics. Those were the thoughts running through Ben’s mind as he mounted his loving spouse missionary-style. And she didn’t seem to mind as her hands grasped his buttocks and drew him close.Connie felt his fingers opening the way, followed the familiar bulbous tip. His hardness speared into her cunt like a knife through melted butter, filling her completely at once. She could feel her canal widening as the aching void was instantly sated, surrounding him with its nectar. Using her experience and talent the canal constricted, giving her loving husband additional enjoyment.”You’re so hard… does that feel good, ba?” she cooed.”Oh yes, you feel great,” Ben acknowledged with a sigh.His hands caressed her face as they shared gentle kisses. Her legs lifted and bent at the knees as he began loving her with relaxed strokes. Connie loved the feel of his stiff cock pushing in, pulling back, and sliding along the length of her canal. The sensations created sent tingling pulses rippling through her flesh, inciting her arousal.He began thrusting, slowly at first, savoring the wondrous feel of her body surrounding his. Wet heat and delightful friction embraced each stroke. After establishing a predictable rhythm, he patiently increased the speed and strength. Soon the fold-down wing, the foundation for their bed, was rocking up and down while the metal supports squeaked in protest.”Yes, ba!” she cried out softly as his cock drove into her cunt, pinning her to the thin mattress. “Oh Ben… love me!”She moved her hips and pelvis to enhance their enjoyment as his stiff, swollen shaft penetrated deeply into her center. Their bodies meshed with practiced precision as her leaking juice lubricated their loving embrace. He moved in ways that he knew from experience delivered her maximum pleasure, and she reciprocated.Minutes later her excitement peaked. Connie’s sweaty form stiffened in orgasm, her soft body quaking as tingling delight rushed through her loins. Ben relished the rising of his seed and twitched in powerful spasms as he ejaculated powerful streams of thick cum into her eager womb. When their bodies finished climaxing, they both fell silent.”We haven’t done this very often,” he commented about their simultaneous orgasm.”No, but it’s nice when we do,” she added.They cuddled as a breeze fluttered through the open screen windows, carrying with it the heavy scent of pine that displaced the smells of sex and sweat.”Oh Ben, how I love the smell of pines.”He smiled into the darkness and pulled her close. “It’s almost as nice as the smell of you.”Connie briefly laughed.”What?” he asked.”I’ve got flower petals all over my body,” Connie announced with a quiet chuckle. “How about a late-night swim to rinse off?”"You know, that actually sounds like a nice idea,” he agreed. “I used to enjoy those late-night swims we used to take.”"Me too. Let me up and I’ll find our swimsuits.”* * * * *They walked hand-in-hand down to the lake in flip-flops and a towel over one shoulder. Connie was in a dark blue one-piece while Ben was wearing trunks with a bright tropical pattern that even at night could be seen from a distance. They passed close another campground where there were several people moaning.”Sounds like they’re having a good time!” he quipped with a soft laugh.Connie slowed up.Ben asked, “What is it?”She shook her head. “I thought… never mind, it’s nothing. It couldn’t be.”Once at the narrow beach they walked into the water until they were neck-deep. Connie slipped the shoulder straps off and peeled the suit off.”Are we getting naked?” Ben asked with a suggestive wink.”Just for a moment, to wash the petals off,” she reminded him of their main reason for the late-night swim in the first place.Ben watched as white petals floated to the surface. “Need a rub-down to loosen the rest?”"The rest?” she cooed. “Are there any more?”"Could be,” he hinted.Connie smiled thoughtfully. “Then rub away.”They kissed immersed in water, under a bright night moon, just as they had so many times before. Tongues entwined, hearts soaring as they celebrated the end of another day of wedded bliss. Ben’s hands lovingly caressed her shapely body, dislodging any remaining petals still clinging to the silky-soft skin. Unfortunately his body had yet to recover from their earlier coupling.After kissing she pulled her one-piece back on, covering up her nudity before gazing up at the shimmering stars above. “If they could talk, what a story they would weave,” she whispered as her head gently leaned on Ben’s right shoulder.Ben always enjoyed star-gazing. Earlier in life he even knew some of the patterns that were given various names, but these days all he could confidently point out were the big and little dipper. But that hadn’t dampened his enjoyment of watching them.”Remember that time you named one for me?” Connie dimly recalled.He chuckled. “You have a good memory. Please don’t ask me which one, but I do recall now that you mention it. I think it was pretty close to where we are standing right now.”"You just did it to get inside my panties.”Ben feigned shock. “Do you blame me? You’re one celestial body meant to be enjoyed.”Their lips met in a brief, loving kiss.Connie shared, “I can’t imagine a life without you.”