The fire crackled low as the four of us sat around it, the night air thick with pine and sweat. Dad had already cracked open the whiskey, and Mom was laughing too loud, her tank top clinging to her heavy tits from the day's hike. My sister Jess, twenty-two and built like a fucking dream, kept shooting me looks across the flames. Her shorts were riding up, flashing the edge of her ass every time she shifted on the log.
"Let's get in the tent before the bugs eat us alive," Mom said, standing and stretching so her nipples poked hard against the fabric. Dad grabbed her ass on the way in, squeezing it like he owned it. Jess and I followed, ducking into the big four-person tent we'd pitched.
Inside, the air was hot and close. Sleeping bags were already unzipped and spread out. Mom pulled her top off first, tits spilling free, full and soft with dark nipples. "Fuck, it's too warm for clothes," she muttered, kicking off her shorts. No panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already glistening.
Dad grinned and stripped too, his cock thick and half-hard. "You two joining or just watching?" he asked, looking straight at Jess and me.
Jess didn't hesitate. She peeled her tank off, small perky tits bouncing, then shoved her shorts down. Her cunt was pink and wet, a little strip of hair above it. I was hard in seconds, cock straining against my jeans as I got naked too.
Mom crawled over to me on all fours, tits swinging. "Been watching you stare at your sister's ass all day," she said, voice low and dirty. She wrapped her hand around my dick and stroked it slow, thumb smearing the precum. "Time to do something about it."
Jess was already on Dad, straddling his lap. She sank down on his cock with a moan, taking every inch until her ass slapped his thighs. "God, Dad, you're so fucking big," she gasped, riding him hard, her tits bouncing.
Mom pushed me onto my back and climbed on. Her pussy was tight and hot, gripping my cock as she lowered herself. She rode me deep, grinding her clit against me, tits in my face. I sucked one nipple hard while she bounced. "That's it, fuck your mother," she growled, slamming down faster.
The tent filled with wet sounds and moans. Jess was moaning loud now, grinding on Dad's cock while he slapped her ass. "Fuck me harder, Daddy," she begged. He flipped her onto all fours and pounded into her from behind, balls slapping.
Mom leaned forward, kissing me messy, tongue deep. "Want to fuck your sister?" she whispered against my mouth. I nodded, cock throbbing inside her. She climbed off, juices dripping down my shaft, and pulled Jess over.
Jess straddled me without a word, sinking onto my cock with a filthy moan. Her pussy was even tighter than Mom's, hot and slick. She rode me slow at first, then faster, while Mom got on all fours for Dad. He slammed into Mom's cunt right beside us, the whole tent shaking.
We switched fast after that. Dad took Jess again, stretching her out on her back and fucking her deep while she begged for more. I took Mom from behind, gripping her hips and pounding her pussy, watching her tits swing. The smell of sex was everywheresweat, pussy, cum.
Jess came first, screaming as Dad filled her up, his load leaking out around his cock. Mom followed, clenching around me, squirting a little as she came. I pulled out and sprayed across her ass and back.
We didn't stop. Jess sucked my cock clean while Mom licked Dad's cum from her own thighs. Then we paired off again, bodies sliding together in the dark, fucking until the sun started to rise and the fire outside went cold. No one talked about stopping. We just kept going, raw and filthy, the way family camping trips were always meant to end.
