Camping with the In-Laws  PART 2 (MFMF,wife)

cooking on the fire.  I'd slept better than I thought I would on the air
mattress, but I'm sure the naked wrestling match with my wife
during the night had something to do with that.  Stretching, I rolled
over to reach for Natalie again, but she wasn't there.  Then I heard
her voice and her musical laugh outside the tent.  I peered outside
the mesh window to see my wife standing by the fire drinking a cup
of coffee and chatting with my brother-in-law, Steve.  Kellie, his
wife, was nowhere to be seen.

  Nat and Steve talked and teased each other for a while as I
observed them.  At one point Steve made a sarcastic comment then
grabbed my wife and started to tickle her.  She squealed and tried to
get away, but the big man was too strong and he easily kept her
pinned in his grasp.  She seemed to enjoy the attention.

  I felt strange watching another man obviously flirt and tease with
my wife -- especially after the comments I had overheard the night
before.  Steve had blatantly said that he wanted to have sex Nat.
Furthermore, his wife -- my wife's sister -- had been teasing me with
her voluptuous body most of the evening, then had actually run her
hand along the length of cock in my pants just before we retired to
our separate tents.  I vividly remembered her cries of excitement as
she made love to her husband right next to where we slept.

  There were butterflies in the pit of my stomach as I tried to
imagine where all of this might lead.  I'd never really thought about
being unfaithful to my wife -- or about her being unfaithful to me.
But the more I imagined the possibility of bedding and  ravishing my
sister-in-law, with her incredible, soft curves and wicked smile, the
more my libido (and my cock) stirred.  On the other hand, I had to
admit that the thought of Natalie getting hot and nasty with someone
else -- especially this big, rough fireman, who happened to be my
brother-in-law -- excited me just as much, if not more.

  Thinking I must be some kind of a pervert, I pulled my clothes
on and went to join the others for breakfast.  Natalie blushed a little
when she saw me emerge from the tent, but she quickly recovered
and moved to give me a hug and a kiss.

  "You're up early," I said, as I hugged her and nuzzled her soft
neck.  "Where's Kellie?"

  "Oh, she likes to sleep in up here," Steve chuckled.  "Plus she
might be a little tuckered out after all the fireworks last night!"  He
grinned and winked at my wife.  "I dunno. . ."  he laughed, "Somthin
about this mountain air just gets the 'ol juices boilin!!!  From what I
heard last night, sounds like you two found that out for yourselves,
though.  Or maybe that was just the coyotes howling!!!."

  Natalie blushed bright red again as she looked sheepishly
towards me.  "Yes, it's awfully quiet up here, isn't it? " she finally
whispered.

  Just then Kellie emerged from her tent.  She yawned and
stretched as she came toward us.  I couldn't help notice her morning
camping attire -- a short T-shirt cropped just above her navel under
an open flannel shirt, high-cut bikini panties, and a pair of hiking
boots.  I could clearly see the dark, triangle shadow of her soft bush
in the crotch of her panties.  I tried not to stare -- especially when
Natalie punched me on the shoulder.

  "Morning!"  Kellie yawned and stretched again, causing her
large breasts to strain against the shirt,  as she moved to where we
were standing.  Steve offered her a steaming cup of coffee and he
threw his big arm around her as she huddled next to him and took a
sip.  "Everybody sleep all right?" she grinned mischievously as she
peered toward us.

  "Oh yes," Natalie answered, almost giggling.  "We were very
comfortable in our tent."  She seemed to not even notice her sister's
revealing outfit.

  "Yeah....I noticed.....I mean, that's good!"  Kellie stifled a laugh
as she looked up at Steve knowingly.

  I decided to change the subject.  "So what's the plan for today?"

  Steve knelt down and began dishing up bacon and eggs from the
skillet.  "Well, it's pretty much up to you," he said.  "There's some
good fishing in the lake, or you can go for a hike.  Course, you don't
have to do anything if ya don't want.  Just take it easy and relax.
There's a wooden dock just over yonder that's good for layin out and
catchin some rays.  Whatever ya wanna do."

  Without a TV or even a telephone, it all sounded pretty boring to
me.  But Natalie piped right up.  "Let's go for a hike, honey!  I'd
love to take my camera and get some nature shots."

  My wife has been into photography as a hobby for a while.  I
indulged her interest financially, but had never actively participated.
I felt the same way today.  I wasn't really in the mood to go trudging
around the forest hunting for butterflies.

  "I dunno, Nat.  I think I'd just like to stay here at camp and
maybe read my book.  Maybe I can finally finish the stupid thing."
It was a lame excuse, but I hoped she'd buy it.

  She seemed a little disappointed until Steve chimed in, "Hey, I'll
show ya around, Nat.  I know this place like the back of my hand!"

  My wife brightened up immediately.  "Oh, would you, Steve?
That would be so great!" She smiled broadly at him and I thought I
felt her shiver next to me.  "You wanna come with us, Kellie? Nat
looked over at her sister expectantly.

  "Nah....I think I'll pass, this time," Kellie answered.  Then
looking directly at me over her coffee cup, she said with a sly smile,
"Maybe I'll just hang out here and keep Mikey company. . ."  I
swallowed hard, thinking of the possibilities of being alone with my
sexy little sister-in-law, but everybody else seemed to be happy with
the plans as we finished up the meal and cleaned up.

  Natalie went back to our tent and got dressed for her hike.  When
she came back out I couldn't help  notice what she was wearing.  My
wife looked pretty dolled up for a walk in the woods.  She had on a
little sun dress that came to about mid-thigh.  The dress framed her
luscious curves perfectly, and when she stood with the sunlight
behind her, you could see her shape clearly silhouetted.  Her hair
was done up in a ponytail, and when she walked around gathering
some items in a backpack, I noticed something else different -- her
breasts swayed and jiggled as she moved around.  My wife wasn't
wearing a bra!  Suddenly, slightly jealous, I stared having second
thoughts about Natalie going off into the woods alone with my
cocky brother-in-law.

  When they were ready, Natalie kissed me goodbye and told me
to rest and enjoy myself.  Kellie was nowhere to be seen, so Steve
grabbed a small bag and slung it over his big shoulder.  "We'll
probably be gone for a couple of hours," he said casually.  "There's
beer and snacks in the cooler.  Help yourself."  Then as he strode off
with my wife tagging closely behind, he looked back and chuckled,
"Don't do anything we wouldn't do!"

  Natalie looked back at me with a questioning glance, but I just
waved as I wondered where her sister had disappeared to.  Again I
was starting to get mixed feelings about all this, but the obvious
stirring in my pants outweighed any reservations I was having.  I
threw on some cargo shorts, grabbed my paperback from the tent,
and a couple of beers from the cooler, and I headed over to the lake
to check out the dock Steve had mentioned.

  The wooden plank boat dock was only about 50-yards away from
our camp.  It was about 12' by 20' and it rocked back and forth gently
with the lazy wake on the water.  The sun was shining warmly and I
took in the picturesque scenery before I settled down to read my
book -- dangling my feet in the cool water.

  After only a few minutes, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"Mind if I join you?" Somewhat startled, I turned to see Kellie
standing there wearing only a sly smile a skimpy black bikini.  The
scant garment left very little to the imagination -- her fabulous
breasts strained to stay inside the tiny triangle pieces of cloth that
served as the top, and the thong-style bottom barely covered her
pubic mound.

  "I love to lay out on this dock.  Awesome place to get a great
tan," she chirped, as she moved over next to me and laid out a large
towel.  "What do you think of my tan, Mike?"  I squinted up at her
and drank in the full curves and tantalizing honey-brown flesh so
openly on display.

  "Uh, it looks great." I gulped, and tried to sound casual.  "You
must lay out quite a bit."  I watched her closely as she gracefully
stretched out on the towel -- laying on her stomach with her head
resting on her folded arms.

  She glanced over, giving me another dazzling grin and said,
"Yeah, I like to work on it whenever I can.  But you can't be too
careful with all the damage the sun does to your skin and all.  I make
sure I'm pretty well-oiled before I lay out.  I have a hard time
reaching my back with the lotion though, would you be a dear and
help me put some on?"

  After everything that had happened so far, I had a pretty good
idea I was being set up. . .or at least teased, big time; but I decided to
see how far this would go.  "No problem, " I said, as I moved over
and kneeled by her side.  She handed me the lotion as I stared at the
magnificent twin globes of her ass, almost completely exposed by
the thong.  "Where do you want it. . .?" I asked with a slightly
strained voice.  Then we both kind of chuckled at the possible
implications of my question.

  "Well, how about just my back, for starters," she giggled.

  I smoothed some lotion onto my palms and started to rub it into
her soft skin with a firm, circular motion.  "Mmmm.....that feels
good," she sighed immediately.  "You have strong hands, Mike."

  I moved lower until the heel of my hand brushed up against the
string of her top.  She noticed the contact and said, "Mmmff...I hate
that stupid string.  It always gets in the way and makes ugly lines on
my back."  Then she reached back and quickly untied it; not only
revealing her naked back, but also the sides of her breasts to my
view.  "That's better. . ." she said, matter-of-factly.  "You may
continue, sir."

  Aware of the growing lump in my shorts, I started to stroke her
naked flesh again with my hands.  I rubbed and kneaded all the way
down to the small of her back -- stopping just short of her buttocks.

  "You're pretty good at this," she murmured.  "Keep going,
please.  I've always wanted my own masseur!"

  Taking a deep breath, I moved my hands lower.  Now I was
caressing the soft skin of her heart-shaped ass.  Little jolts of
electricity jolted through my groin.  It was the first time I had
touched another woman intimately for many years, and my mind
was thinking all kinds of things -- some erotic, some lustful, and
some guilty.  After a few moments of massaging her, however, lust
took over and I began to really enjoy the experience.

  Kellie was starting to moan softly and rotate her hips in small
circles as I continued moving my hands on her cheeks.  The lotion
had long been rubbed into her skin and now I was just massaging her
sweet bottom for the pleasure of it.  As I moved lower, my thumbs
began to creep into the soft juncture between her slightly spread
thighs.  One finger brushed lightly against the thin strip of fabric
between her legs; it was warm and moist and an electric shock
seemed to go through her body when I touched her there..  She
arched her hips up and groaned softly.   "I'll give you an hour to stop
that. . ." she whispered.

  Finally I decided I better at least pretend to do what I had been
asked, so I reluctantly squeezed some more lotion in my palms and
began working on the backs of her long, lovely legs.  Working my
way down to her feet, she continued to coo and sigh while my
fingers worked their magic.

  "There ya go. . .all finished!"  I announced at last.

  "That's what you think, buster," she exclaimed.  Then, without
warning, she rolled over onto her back.  The flimsy top stayed under
her on the towel, and suddenly I was staring at her magnificent tits
while they jiggled slightly and settled -- her hard, erect nipples stood
up proudly.  She placed her hands and arms behind her head and
smiled at me through half-closed eyes.  "Maybe you could help me
with my front, too. . .Mike."

  Almost like I was in a trance, I reached out and began to fondle
her beautiful breasts.  There was no more pretense of suntan lotion,
only a man touching and caressing a sexy, desirable woman.  A
woman who just happened to be my wife's sister.  But that thought
and any guilt associated with it was fading rapidly away.

  Kellie groaned and bit her lower lip as I continued to massage
and tease her sensitive flesh.  My thumbs grazed her nipples and
rubbed the hard nubs in small circles -- teasing them til they were
even harder.  I shifted closer to her and reached my head down to
take one of her rosebuds in my mouth -- sucking and swirling my
tongue around the turgid pink skin.  She gasped loudly beneath me
and one of her hands reached down to grasp me through my pants.
Urgently she milked my cock through the cloth as I continued to
suck and play with her breasts.

  She tried to open the button fly of my pants with one hand, but I
moved away and snaked my tongue down her smooth stomach,
leaving a wet trail to her belly-button.  I teased her there with soft
jabs and kisses, making her jerk and raise her hips up to meet my
mouth.  Moving lower still, I reached the elastic of the bikini
bottom.  Kellie tangled her fingers in my hair and moaned in
appreciation as my teeth grasped the fabric and pulled it down,
revealing the fine little raven-colored hairs covering her mound.

  I scooted around until I was kneeling between her legs.  Hooking
my fingers in the strings at her hips, I pulled the bikini part way
down her thighs, then leaned down and inhaled her wonderful musky
scent.  Her bush was trimmed neatly and I could easily make out the
dark line between her lips.  My wife's sister panted and moaned as
she humped herself up. . .eagerly trying to make contact with my
waiting mouth and tongue.

  Finally I had to taste her.  I kissed softly around her inner thighs,
then when I thought she would scream in frustration, I swiped my
tongue across the entire length of her vagina.  She tensed and cried
out with a jolt of pure pleasure as I began to lap and swirl at her
moist opening.  Kellie tasted different than my wife, but very sweet
and pleasant.  I was surprised at how wet she was already, but I
lapped up her juices like it was honey.

  "Oh, god......that feels so damn good!" she wailed.  "Please,
don't stop. . .don't ever stop!!!!"

  I pressed her thighs as far apart as they would go, then I began to
spear my tongue inside her, pushing it as deep as possible into her
throbbing pussy.  She continued to gasp and grunt, as I licked my
way up to her swollen clitoris peeking out from its fleshy hood.  I
began to swirl my tongue around the hard little bud relentlessly.
Kellie trembled and shuddered  beneath me, clenching her hands and
fingers in my hair, and pressing my mouth harder against her sex.

  "Oh, Mike. . ." she moaned.   "Oh, shit. . .I think you're gonna
make me come. . ..oh, ahhhhh!!!!!!!

  I held on for dear life while she bucked and whimpered.  When I
could feel her body start to spasm, I reached up and tweaked her
nipples with my fingers while I continued to lap at her like a thirsty
dog.  Suddenly she threw her hips way up off the deck and held them
there rigid against my mouth.  Every sleek muscle in her body tensed
and strained as she went over the edge with wave after wave of
pleasure.

  "Yeeesssss........that's it!!!!" she hissed.  "Right there!!!!   Oh,
god.....I'm cummmmiiiiiinnnnnngggggggggg!!!!!!!"

  She stayed frozen in that position for a moment while she rode
out the first intense shock wave of her orgasm.  Her eyes were shut
tightly and her mouth was wide open as she gave a silent scream of
ecstacy.

  After observing her intense pleasure for a moment, I bent down
and continued to kiss and nibble her until she started to come down
and relax.  She was trembling from head to toe and her hips and
buttocks still rocked up and down slightly.  Feeling my own need
building, I started to pull her bikini bottom the rest of the way off so
I could mount her.  Before I could disrobe her completely, though,
she grabbed my wrists and said, "No, wait!!!!!"

  Startled, I thought maybe she was having second thoughts.  "Did
I do something wrong.  I thought you liked. . .I mean, I though you
wanted to. . ."  Now I was confused.

  She opened her eyes and smiled at me wickedly.  "Mike, if you
don't fuck me soon, I'm gonna bust.  But not here. . .I don't wanna
get splinters in my ass!   Let's go back to camp!!!"

  We gathered the clothes and the towel and sprinted back to the
tents.  Kellie shoved me in her tent and I fell back on the sleeping
bags and mattresses while she pulled off her thong.

  "Let me see that thing," she almost growled.  Grabbing the top of
my shorts, she ripped the fly open and reached inside to grasp my
rock-hard cock.  Jacking it furiously with one hand, she urged me to
lift my hips so she could pull my shorts and boxers off with the
other.

  When she had me naked from the waste down, she licked her
lips and smiled at me.  "Yummy!" she said as she bent down and
kissed the purple head.  Then she opened her pretty mouth wide and
engulfed the top half of my shaft in the soft wetness.  My sister-in-
law swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip a few times, then she
began to bob her head up and down on my swollen cock.  As she
licked and sucked, her hand stroked me gently.

      I grunted and moaned, humping my hips up to meet her sweet
mouth.  I saw her reach down and finger herself as she deep throated
me -- her nose now grazing my pubic hair, while her hands and
fingers caressed and tickled my swelling balls.

  Not knowing how much more of this sweet torture I could take, I
reached out and gently tried to lift her off my tool.  I didn't want to
come in her mouth.  She took the hint and reluctantly pulled off, her
lips smacking with satisfaction as she looked up and smiled at me.

  "You taste good enough to eat!" she giggled.  Then she kissed
me deep and hard -- our tongues immediately searching and probing
each other's mouth with intense passion.  She pulled away suddenly,
and looking deep into my eyes, placed her hands on my shoulders to
brace herself. She swung a leg over and straddled me while I leaned
back on my elbow.  Reaching down, she grasped my erection and
guided it to her steaming opening.  Then, with her hands on my
shoulders again, she sank down slowly and my cock slid deep inside
her.

  Closing her eyes again, she paused for a moment to enjoy the
sensation.  My cock felt like it was in an oven -- so warm and wet.  I
could feel her moisture dripping out and coating us as we sat joined
together, her breasts rising and falling against my chest.  Finally she
started to move; first raising up slightly the grinding her hips back
down.  Again. . .this time a little farther up the shaft.  I could feel her
slick inner muscles clinging to my shaft as she rose and fell.  Now
faster, her breath hot on my neck as she began to pick up the pace.

  I fought the temptation to push back against her.  I wanted to
enjoy the feeling of her humping against me for a moment, so I just
relaxed and let her have her way.  Soon Kellie started to rock up and
down with more urgency.  Her labored breathing was coming in
short pants and gasps. "Uhhh....uhhh....uhhh!" she chanted, each
time she sank back down.  Her hard nipples scraped and slid against
my corse chest hair with each stroke, and her hands started to clench
and claw at my shoulders.

  Unable to stay still any longer, I took hold of Kellie's hips and
started to thrust up to meet her.  This caused a great moan to escape
her throat and she began to move her hips even faster.  The slap,
slap, slap, of our sweating bodies punctuated our increasing gasps
and groans as we hurtled toward mutual release.

  Soon I felt the familiar stirring of my impending climax.
Embracing Kellie tightly, I held her to me; then, with a sudden
move, I spun as both around so that she was now laying on her back
with me poised over her.  Before she could react, I pulled my hips
back so that my cock came almost completely out of her.  Reaching
down, I hooked my arms under her legs and spread her wide, then I
slammed back into her and began to piston my swollen tool in and
out like a machine.

  Kellie's eyes glazed over she began to pant and beg -- clawing
and writhing beneath me as I furiously tried to push both of us over
the edge.

  "Oh...uhhhnngg......uhhhhh.......uhhh!!!!!!! she wailed.  "Fuck
me, please fuck me, harder!!!!!"

  Now I had only one thought -- to plant my seed deep inside this
beautiful woman.  As I felt the hot liquid start to boil up to the point
of spilling out, my hips pounded into her and she raised her ass to
meet each of my thrusts as she rotated her hips and ground her pussy
against my crotch.

  A bright light went off in my head and I felt my cock swell up
then explode.  "Ahhhh......god, here it comes!!!!!!!"  I bellowed as I
held myself rigid deep inside my wife's sister.  It felt like the top of
my head was about to come off as my molten lava spurted out into
her.  Somewhere in the distance I could hear Kellie shouting too and
could feel her clawing at my back as she rocketed toward her own
climax.  Both spent, we collapsed together in a sweaty, happy tangle
of arms and legs.

  Later, as we lay gently holding each other and trying to get our
pulse rate back to normal, I began to have serious feelings of guilt
again.  Facing Kellie, I looked into her eyes and said, "Ya know, this
could complicate things.  What should we do about your husband
and my wife?"

  Kellie didn't even hesitate. "They should join the party.  Why
should we have all the fun?" she laughed.

  "How the hell are we going to talk them into it?" I shot back.  "I
don't think Natalie will go for this at all. She's your sister,
remember.  It's just not going to be that easy!!"

  "Relax, baby. . ." Kellie said as she stroked my hair.  "If I know
Steve, he's already way ahead of us."