Incest/Taboo Family Camping Trip

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in this story are 18 years of age or older.
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Family Camping Trip​

"A little further back Frank." I wave my right hand slowly in the air, making sure he can clearly see me in the rear view mirror.

"Just a little more." I yell loud enough for him to hear me over his loud diesel truck. "And perfect!"

As Frank opens the black truck door and steps out, he studies the camper for a moment before slamming the door shut with his left hand. He slowly walks over to me, placing his arm around my shoulder and pulling me close to his chest.

"Look...at...that...beauty." He says with long drawn out pauses between each word.

"I know. I'm so excited to use our new camper. It's going to be a hell of a lot better than using tents in this hot weather." I glance up at him only for our eyes to meet.

"I mean you..." He says with a smile.

I count my blessings every day knowing how lucky of a woman I am, having a husband so kind and generous as him. After 22 years of marriage, our love still sparks as it did in the beginning. Heck, I'd say even more now.

We've become an adventurous couple over the years, spicing up our love life every chance we get. Our son moved out of the house a few years back and our daughter is about to head to college in a few months. We've had more time lately with each other than we've had over the last 20 years or so.

It started with some general roleplay activities. Frank dressing up as a fireman or myself as a sexy nurse, straightforward stuff. That led to some other fantasies that we've discussed and also some more toys for us to play with. We're currently in the process of planning out a little sex dungeon of our own. The idea is to use Nate's old bedroom, once Haily is gone to college of course. Our Amazon list just keeps growing with toys, furniture and everything else sex related.

I head into the camper to unpack while Frank checks on the kids, no doubt already scoping out the campground for things to do. Nate is the more adventurous type, a social butterfly always trying to make new friends or try new things. He's just under 6 foot with the average young adult build. He's lean with some muscle mass but not the body builder type. He keeps his face clean shaven and the black hair on his head fairly short. He's the type of guy that takes some pride in how he looks.

Haily on the other hand is almost the complete opposite. She's more of an introvert and would rather stay home and read a book then go hang out with friends. Her and Nate have a close and wholesome relationship though. He really takes his big brother role to heart, always keeping an ever watching eye on her. Even as they grew up and being a few years apart, he's been by her side. Her extrovert self shines a little more when they are together, more so because he almost drags her along with him in whatever mischief he tries to conjure up.

Haily is on the more petite side, only standing about 5 and a half foot tall. I'm not sure whose genes she got in the family because my side are all on the higher end of 5 feet, big breasted and plump bottoms. Haily on the other hand, well let's just say she has a good handful and that's about where the buck stops. I created one hell of a gorgeous daughter with that overall cute girl next door look. She does have her mothers attitude though, that's for sure. I think it comes with the ginger stereotype. Her fiery red hair adds fuel to her fire. Like mother like daughter I guess, at least in that department.

Just as I finish sorting out the linens and set up the inside of the camper, Frank returns from checking on the kids.

"Did ya happen to find them?" I say while opening the camper door and walking down the two steel steps.

"They are already in the lake with another group of people from the other side of the campsite."

"Sounds about right, good thing they had their bathing suits on and ready to go." I say before wrapping my arms around his neck and planting a big ol smooch to his lips. His hands quickly wander down over my plump ass before giving it a nice big squeeze.

"Mmmm, you keep that up and someone is bound to get lucky tonight." I whisper in his ear before releasing him from grasp. Frank's eyes widen while his hands increasingly grab, squeeze, pinch and rub all over my backside causing me to squirm and laugh while trying to escape his hold.

"If that's what gets you going, I'll be your huckleberry." He says while his hands shift to now tickling my sides.

"Okay okay, I conceded. You're going to make me pee my pants." I say as I try to escape while slapping his hands away.

We both laugh for a moment before we get back to work finishing setting up the camper. He sets up the awning while I pull out all our camping chairs and other necessities for our glorious fun filled five day vacation.

A few hours pass by before the kids make their way back to our campsite. By now, we have everything setup and both Frank and I are just relaxing in our comfy fold out chairs. Each with a bloody mary filled glass in our hand.

"Well, you two seem to be kicking it off early it seems." Nate says while pointing at the alcoholic beverage in my hand.

"Hey, this is my first drink and it's already after five. Your father on the other hand..." I look over at Frank only to notice a sly grin forming ear to ear.

I place the back of my hand to the side of my mouth and pretend to whisper, knowing full well he'll be able to hear me "I think he's on number four already."

"Hey now, don't you be telling on me." Frank yells back. "I'm just making up for lost time."

Haily rolls her eyes and walks into the camper without saying a word but it's not long before she returns in her cut off jean shorts and a white tank top. The shorts remind me of when I was her age as that was the IN style. Even the boys wore them.

She plops down in the chair next to me, opens up her book and shuts out the rest of the world around her. Nate went into the camper and changed into a dry pair of blue shorts and a brown t-shirt with the name of one of his favorite bands. Mogozanger or some crazy name that I couldn't pronounce.

The rest of the day unfolds rather smoothly and mostly uneventful. The kids hang around the campsite and relax as do Frank and I. We break out the cornhole set and play a few games. Parents vs children of course. It's like pulling teeth to get Haily to join but eventually good ol mom wins her over. After that and a few more bloody marys we get into bocce ball territory. Frank's favorite game to play when we go camping.

It's not long before the sun sets behind the tree line. The orange glow briefly shines over the clear blue water before disappearing. The once warm air quickly cools by the minute. Frank lights the campfire while we all huddle around, anticipating the roaring warmth about to rise from the smoldering wood. Within minutes the hot amber heat fills the area.

The rest of the night is spent roasting marshmallows, making smores and telling ghost stories. I don't know how he does it but Frank always shares the most entertaining stories. Every year he makes sure he's got a couple new ones for the kids. Even as they've gotten older, you can tell by the looks on their face that they still enjoy it. It warms my heart everytime.

Haily is the first to check out for the night, heading to the camper after giving her father and myself a hug goodnight. Nate doesn't hold out much longer either, heading to bed shortly after.

"How are the old farts still up past the youngins?" Frank says while winking at me from his chair across the fire pit.

"Who are you calling old farts? I'm just as energetic as I was in my twenties." I spout back.

"Just as limber too." He smiles.

"You know it baby." I stand up, place my drink on the picnic table and walk over just in front of him. "What's this? Looks like somebody dropped something on the ground."

I bend straight over, keeping my legs locked out and empathize sticking my ass back toward him. My cheerleading background and fitness activities over the years allow my flexible body to stretch with ease.

Pain and pleasure light up my right butt cheek and his hand delivers a thwop on impact. Then once more on the other side before I stand back up. He's always been an ass man, never able to resist my plump backside.

"Baby, you can't tease me like that." He says.

"Oh I can, and I will." I say while turning back around to him before leaning in close, my lips now to the side of his ear. "Why don't you meet me in the camper in five minutes? I'm sure the kids are sleeping by now."

His eyes light up, "You don't have to tell me twice."

My lips peck the side of his cheek while my left hand cups his junk over his jean shorts. "Better be ready for a good fucking."

I saunter away, swaying my hips more than usual. Teasing him a bit more before I open the camper door. Once inside, I make my way to the front half of the camper which contains the master bedroom. The back end has four beds which are made out of two bunk beds. They all have a curtain that can be pulled out for privacy. I pull ours shut and quickly change clothes into something a little more spicy. I unzip the black duffle bag hidden in the back of the small closet and pull out Frank's favorite outfit. It gets him so worked up every time.

I strip down naked before tossing on the white t-shirt and tie the front of it into a knot. This leaves my stomach exposed up to just above my belly button. Next, I step into the short red and black checkered skirt and slide it up my thick legs until it's secure around my hips. My legs and ass have always been on the little bit of the thicker side, it's just how my body stores its fat. They resemble those powerful legs of a short distance runner.

I don't have time for the pigtails that Frank usually likes so I make due and toss my hair up into two small buns, one on each side. A little cherry red lipstick for a finishing touch and my oh my.

Damn I look good if I do say so myself.

Not a moment too soon as I hear the camper door slowly creep open and shut. Frank does a decent job on trying to not wake up the kids. Well, as decent as a buzzed up man who knows he's about to get laid. The curtain pulls back as he quickly enters and shuts it behind.

"You brought the school girl outfit?" He can hardly contain the excitement in his voice.

"You know it, big boy...and I've been a very naughty girl. A naughty girl that demands punishment." I stick out my bottom lip in a pouting manner before crawling onto the bed on all fours, making my way to the headboard. My backside faces him, wiggling as I move. The already too small skirt hikes up, clearly showing off my pantyless ass in what I would assume is an almost perfect view for him.

"You've been a very naughty girl, haven't you?" Frank mumbles as he fumbles around trying to undo his belt buckle and climb onto the bed at the same time.

Before I'm able to respond he pushes his face hard into me while his hands part my ass cheeks, each finger firmly holding me in place while his wet lips press to my pussy. I arch my ass, giving him a bit more access to my folds. His tongue quickly finds my clit, flicking and sucking wildly.

My face firmly pressed to the pillow muffles my voice. "That's the spot right there."

I rotate my hips back and forth, rubbing my moist mound up and down his mouth while he scrambles to eat me out. His eagerness turns me on even more. He's like a kid in a candy store. Wanting to touch, lick and suck everything he can.

I pick my head up from the pillow for a moment. "Why don't you come up here and let your little princess show you how naughty I can be?"

Frank absolutely loves dirty talk and over the past few years, I've learned to love it as well. We have been very open about our fantasies and one of his top ones is the whole school girl routine. While it's a bit cliche, it drives him absolutely wild. The last time we roleplayed it, I started calling him Daddy and he came almost instantly. After the fact he confessed that calling him Daddy while we had sex was the pinnacle of his fantasies.

It doesn't take genius to figure out his actual fantasy was to fuck our daughter. The school girl outfit, calling him Daddy. It all just adds up, even if he didn't outright say it. I wasn't sure how I felt about it at first but the more I thought about it, the more comfortable I became with the idea. It's not like I haven't thought about the same thing with our son from time to time.

We're a fairly open family. Not afraid to talk about sex or other taboo topics that most families shy away from. We want to make sure our kids are correctly informed as they grow up and head out into this crazy world but there's still a line we have not crossed.

Wasting no time he slides his rough hands up my hips and forcefully rolls me over. My legs naturally spread open as he nudges himself between, still finicking with his belt and shorts. The anticipation on his face builds as he quickly pulls them down and knee crawls over them to get them to his ankles. Some light shimmying and he's able to kick them off before fully mounting me. His hard cock pokes and prods around my inner thighs and pelvic region as he smothers me with kisses. My lips, face, neck and collarbone are all receiving his affection.

"Fuck me hard." I whisper..

With my legs wide open, my skirt is already parted and out of the way. Frank leans in, the tip of his precum covered cock landing its mark between my dripping wet pussy lips. As horney as I am, I know there's not going to be a need for any lube. He places one hand on his cock, using it like a joystick to smear his mushroom head all up and down my swollen lips. Making sure to lather himself up with my creamy juices before inserting himself.

"You're so wet baby".

"I can't help it, that's what you do to me." I pause for a moment before the next word leaves my lips "Daddy".

As soon as the word leaves my mouth his hips thrust forward. My pussy engulfs his meaty cock as I let out a small wince. He has a decently thick one so if he doesn't warm me up properly it can be painful. Luckily I'm so wet and worked up the pleasure takes over almost immediately.

A few short strokes at first gets himself going but quickly turns into full length strides in a matter of seconds. Harder and faster as he picks up a rhythm. He braces his upper body with one hand as his other pulls the neckline of my shirt down, stretching the fabric beyond its normal form. My right tit pops out, exposing my tiny hard nipple straight into his mouth. He sucks and nibbles while keeping his thrusts in motion.

"Wait...stop." I say while pressing my hands against his chest. "I think I just heard one of the kids."

We both maneuver a bit and stare at the closed curtain, trying to listen for any noise. It's hard to concentrate through my heavy breathing, loud thumping heart and a cock that's still ever so slightly stirring inside of me.

"I don't hear anything." He says before looking back at me. His cock moves slowly, working its magic at a tortoise pace. I close my eyes, trying to focus on any sound coming from the other side of the camper but all my attention is being diverted. It's not long before he's back to full swing, ravaging me without abandon. The pleasure reaches its tipping point and from the look on his face, he's right there with me.

"Cum Daddy, please cum for me." I blurt out, maybe a little too loud but my wicked side has taken control. I'm just here for the ride at this point.

"Fuck baby, YES!" is all he can make out between his heavy panting. His warm semen explodes deep inside at the same time my own orgasm reaches its peak. Both of us climaxing simultaneously. I dig my nails into his back while his last few thrusts signal the end of his pleasure before he rolls over onto his back beside me.

"That...was...amazing." He quietly whispers, trying to catch his breath.

Fully satisfied, I reach over and kiss him on the cheek. "It was wonderful darling."

I reluctantly get out of bed and clean myself off as Franks cum leaks out of me. He's been fixed for many years now so the worry over pregnancy is non-existent for us. It was just easier. That way I didn't have to stay on birth control knowing full well we didn't plan on having anymore kids.

I change out of the school girl outfit into some regular plush pajama shorts and shirt before crawling back into bed, fulfilled and ready for some sleep. Frank's already passed out. The long day, booze and sex was just too much for him it seems. I give him one more kiss on the forehead and turn in for the night.

Frank wakes up early and has breakfast ready for the family by the time we drag ourselves out of the camper. Making use of his new Blackstone flattop he cooked up some scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and cubed hashbrowns. The kids scarfed it down and away they went on the golf cart we rented. It makes it so much easier to get around the large place. We actually rented two this time, one for the kids and one for us.

"That was a pleasant surprise last night." Franks says while taking the last bite of a piece of crispy bacon.

"I had just as much fun as you did." I take a sip of my mimosa before blowing him an air kiss.

"I know we've talked about this a few times but do you think it's time to introduce the kids to the other side of the camp?" I say. "We said when both kids were old and mature enough we would let them make their own decision on it all."

He looks down at his almost finished plate of breakfast food. "I know, I just don't want them to think we are some weirdos or freaks."

"I mean, it's something that's part of our lives. Better they find out now then later on down the road. Plus, how are you ever going to live out your wildest fantasies if we don't give them a little push in that direction?" I give him a little wink after another sip of my spiked orange juice.

"Wait, you mean you're willing to..." He stops for a moment, not sure if he wants to actually speak the words aloud.

I just nod my head yes with a smile. The thought has been in the back of my mind now for a while. The more I thought about it the more it intrigued me. Hell, the more it turned me on. I hatched a plan a few months ago when we booked our trip, all of it leading up to this day.

You see, we've been coming to this place for the last few years but it's not your ordinary campground. While the main area is completely family friendly there's a more private adult area a few miles off the beaten path. It's actually a golf cart path through the woods near the dumpster and trash drop off area. Not a place regular campers would spend too much time at.

That's where the real adult fun is. You need a special badge to gain access past the locked gate and that card is used to access any of the adult activities. We always book our vacation during the yearly swingers convention. It took us a few years of testing the waters, mainly being voyeurs to some of the more experienced participants. Last year was the first year we joined in and it was some of the most fun we've ever had. We decided right then and there, this was going to be on our annual list no matter what.

Frank finishes off the last bit of eggs on this plate and washes it down with the rest of his mimosa. I sense the hesitation around our conversation. The concern around roleplaying his fantasy versus living it.

As he walks by to throw his paper plate in the trash, my hand gently grasps his arm. "It's okay if you're not up for it hun, No pressure."

"It's not that, it's just..." He pauses again.

"I know. How about we talk about it later? I mean, we still have a date later tonight right? I know you've been looking forward to seeing Lisa again."

"I haven't forgotten about that, even made sure to trim up nicely this morning just for the occasion."

Lisa and Bill were a swinger couple we fooled around with last year. We've kept in touch with them and planned a get together tonight at 9pm at the adults indoor jacuzzi lodge. Well, that's what I told Frank anyway.

The day turned out beautifully, I couldn't have asked for better weather. A bright, warm sunny day and not a cloud to be seen. The kids were all over the place. Swimming, putt putt golf, basketball, volleyball and of course more swimming. Well, mostly Nate but Haily tagged along for some of it. The rest of the time she lounged around reading a book while tanning. She always ends up burning when she tans because of her fair skin, no clue why she insists.

As the night approaches, Nate leaves to hang with some friends he made earlier that day. Haily stays behind to finish reading the novel she's been infatuated with over the last week. Frank and I finish getting ready for our night out, making sure we are presentable.

"Alright hun, I'm heading out for our rondaview. See you in a bit." Frank says.

Nate was picked up by his new friend on their golf cart so we still had both of us at our camp. Frank takes off on the cheery red one, beeping the horn on his way out. I walk over to Haily, who's laying on the bottom bunk with the book in her hand.

"Haily, why don't you put your book away and come hang out with your mother for a bit?" I say while placing my hand on the book's binding before gently pressing it down to her chest.

"Ah mom, I only have two chapters to go. Maybe next time?" She says, lifting the book back up to her face.

"Please, for your mom. We hardly spend time together anymore. I'll bring you over to a secret spot in the camp. It has a Jacuzzi."

Her eyes shift from the book over to me. "A Jacuzzi? Really?"

"Yup and a combined sauna room."

"Why haven't I seen this before? Nate and I have been all over this campground?" She raises her eyebrows as she asks.

"Well, it's in a different part of the camp, a more secluded place for adults."

"Wait...there's a whole other section of the camp just for adults."

"Yes, kind of." I answer.

She pauses for a moment before speaking. "Okay, I'm in."

"Great, why don't you put your bathing suit on and throw something over top until we get there?"

It's surprising how quick she is when she's interested in something. After she changes, we grab some towels, our bags and take off on the blue golf cart.

"Why are we heading to the dumpster?" She asks as we turn down the road for the garbage dropoff point.

"Just wait and see."

We drive past the garbage stench and to the back of the tree line. A small path becomes visible once we get close enough but you have to be fairly observant to spot it. We follow it for a few miles before coming to a steel gate blocking the path. I scan my badge and it automatically opens, letting us pass.

"This is crazy, how long have you guys known about this?" She says.

"A few years."

"A few years! And you're just now showing me?"

"Like I said, this is an adult area. You're now an adult so...here we are."

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