Incest/Taboo Glamping

WARNING: This story contains male/male sex as well as female incest (and of course lots of other sex). It that's not your thing then click away now. If it is then read on and enjoy.
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I had always wanted to go glamping so when the chance came up to go for a weekend I jumped at the chance. The set-up was perfect with just two yurts on a field at the bottom of a farm in rural Devon. Andy, my husband of 10 years, just laughed at the idea at first, saying it was just "Camping for grown-ups."

"What is there not to like?" I said as I showed him the website with pictures of the insides of both properties with its luxurious trappings inside including a beautiful bathroom.  There was a kitchen area and also a seating area inside, divided up by curtains. Outside was a shared seating area with a fire pit, BBQ and a hot tub that would take half a dozen people at least.

"Ah the problem is Shelly, I see is that it's shared facilities outside," Andy said as he read the website, I had shown him. "No way am I sharing a hot tub with strangers, well not unless we are going to fuck them."

"But what if it wasn't strangers?" I said slyly. "What if I could convince Sam & Paul to go?"

I watched Andy's mind working, knowing he had the hots for my younger sister Samantha. Sam was just 30 and a year younger than me and while you could tell from our faces, that we were related there were a couple of major differences between us, Sam had huge breasts. Well, I say huge they were 36D but compared to my 34A they were huge. Sam was blonde whereas I was brunette, but I was a good 6 inches taller than her 5' 3". Sam had good legs and ass, but I knew that mine were real head turners. When we were younger, we would walk along the road together and Sam would get all the attention from the front, but I would get the attention from behind. Andy always used to remark that if you could take Sam's breasts and put them on me you would have the perfect woman.

I knew Andy was turned on considering the possibility, as I could see it on his face. The reason was one night, not long after we got married, I was a little drunk and admitted that Sam and I used to share boyfriends. At first when I told him he didn't seem that fussed, but when I told him that our sharing was often together, I saw his erection trying to burst through his jeans. He simply stared at me before he croaked out, "And did you and Sam... you know."

I remember thinking about it before I answered, as at the time, I was unsure what his reaction would be. Eventually deciding that there should be no secrets between us I said, "Yes a lot of the time and sometimes when there was just the two of us."

I thought Andy's eyes were going to burst out of his head and I could see him replaying the scenes of me and Sam in his mind. He asked me a multitude of questions about who did what to whom and with what. When I told him about how one night a stud had fucked Sam and then he fucked me as I licked Sam clean, I honestly thought he was going to cum in his shorts.  That night we made love with a passion and vigour that took my breath away.

I could never work out whether Andy liked the idea of me with my sister, me with another woman, or just me with someone else. A few days later we sat and discussed it, and he came out with, "I think it's really hot about you and your sister but the thought of you with any other person while I am watching is even hotter."

It was then he dropped his bombshell. "Shelly, I have to tell you that I am bi, have been all my life," he said quietly. "When I was at university I shared a dorm room with a gay student, and we had sex...a lot."

It was my turn to question him about who did what and it transpired that he liked to suck cock and mainly be a bottom but that changed when he met me. I felt quite proud that he wanted me over men and was prepared to change totally for me.  Saying that, he admitted he still missed cock from time to time which is why we started swinging.

We were always careful to ensure that any partners we chose were clearly bisexual and on the odd occasion we invited a single man to our bed it had to be on the proviso that he swung both ways. Generally speaking with single males they were mainly tops and I found it hot seeing Andy getting fucked by a stud, especially if the stud had fucked me first so I knew exactly what Andy was getting. The downside was that many of the single males seemed to think we were into cuckolding which wasn't the case, we were just a loving couple who liked to share a cock now and then.

With couples, the other man tended to be more versatile which led Andy to develop his top side. It was weird the first time I watched him fuck another man but he pointed out that it was no different to him watching another man fuck me or him fucking another woman. The strange thing was that although I knew how hot it was to see my man being fucked, I wondered how the other woman felt when Andy was doing the fucking. The first woman I asked panted her reply in my ear as she pulled my fingers into her soaking pussy, her eyes never leaving Andy's cock while it was disappearing into her husband's ass.

"Now he can really feel what I feel and I know exactly what he is feeling."

The woman was so turned on that she ended up that afternoon with my fist buried in her pussy, Andy in her ass while she sucked off her husband.

Everything was arranged with Sam & Paul as they were both as eager to try glamping as I was, even Andy was warming to the idea. I had to speak to him sternly a couple of times about not making inappropriate sexual comments when he was with them.

"Listen Andy, just because we swing it doesn't mean everybody does. Sam has never mentioned it so just be cool and don't upset anybody."

Andy pouted but I knew he would behave. Then the day before we were due to leave for the weekend, the owner phoned totally distraught. One of the yurts had caught fire the day before and was totally uninhabitable. We then had an uncomfortable discussion as she asked which one of the bookings we wanted to be refunded.

"Well both obviously," I said wondering how the hell I was going to break it to my sister. When it became clear that as the two bookings were separate the owner's insurance wouldn't cover the loss they couldn't refund. After some discussion, it was agreed they would get a spare bed from their own home and set that up in the undamaged yurt. As a gesture of goodwill, the owners offered a 25% discount, free heating of the hot tub and an extra two bottles of champagne.

While we had been talking Andy had rang up my sister on his phone and relayed the information to her. I breathed a sigh of relief when Andy gave me the thumbs up and I accepted the owner's offer.

When we got to the yurt and unloaded our stuff a couple of the practical problems became apparent. The beds were almost identical so there was no argument about who had what, the problem was that they were only separated by an ornately embroidered rug. The rug gave visual privacy but virtually no audible protection.

"I hope you don't snore...or fart for that matter," Andy joked to Sam who blushed while Paul just laughed.

There was only one bathroom which had no lock and Paul looked at me as he joked, "You had better learn to whistle."

I felt my cheeks get hot when Andy replied, "Don't worry she pees like a horse so we will all be able to hear her."

Out of earshot, I whispered to Andy, "Hope you aren't expecting sex this weekend because it ain't gonna happen."

The plan for tonight was, that we would BBQ with what we bought with us and then tomorrow me and Sam would go shopping. While the men got the BBQ going me and Sam unpacked the salads and accompaniments, we had bought in plastic containers. At the same time, we all started to get stuck into the alcohol we had stashed in our cars.

The fire was dwindling down to red embers as we decided to go to bed, all of us having had a fair amount of alcohol between us. After we had used the bathroom in rotation and said our good nights through the curtain and settled down.

I felt Andy's hand pat my body and could sense his disappointment that I was wearing a nightie but he knew better than to reach under the fabric, bearing in mind my previous comments. I heard his breathing slow and deepen as he fell asleep but I couldn't sleep so I lay on my side with my eyes open.

I heard a muffled voice that sounded like my sister's but was too quiet to make out any details. Then there was the movement of bedclothes followed by a protest which was cut off. I strained to listen to try to work out what was happening when I heard Sam gag followed by a whispered apology from Paul.

"Oh my God," I thought to myself, "she is giving him a blow job, dirty cow."

Now I had an idea of what was happening I started to build a picture to accompany the noises. Every so often there would be a slurp of lips on flesh or a low moan from Paul. I couldn't help my reaction and I slid my hand under my nightie and started to tease my naked pussy.

The noises altered and it became clear they were changing positions. I heard a creak of the bed followed by a deep groan from my sister as Paul must have entered her. As I started to rub faster, I felt Andy's hand touch my flesh as he rolled against my back.

"He is fucking her with his huge cock," Andy whispered in my ear.

I remembered that not long after Sam had first met Paul, we were in a bar, well into our second bottle of Prosecco, discussing boyfriends. "I think he is the one," she slurred, "so no sharing and you can keep your hands off him."

"So what makes him Mr. Wonderful then?" I will never forget how she smiled and held her hands apart, then squinting with one eye moved them even further apart. Her hands must have been ten inches apart and I could feel my mouth go dry as my pussy got wet. From that day on I never looked at Paul in the same way again, always wondering what lurked in his trousers.

Andy had pulled my nightie up around my waist, slipping a finger into me from behind. "Mmmm you are wet," he whispered.

The noises from the other side of the curtain were getting louder and pushing my ass back in invitation, I felt Andy push his cock into me. It slipped in with ease as I heard the bed next door creak at an increasing pace. Andy reached round and tweaked my erect nipples making me bite my pillow to stop me crying out. I could hear Sam moaning in pleasure as Paul started to pant like a steam train. Sam was making little squeaks of joy and I heard her mumble, "So fucking big."

There was a deep grunt from Paul as he unloaded into my sister, a noise matched by my husband as he spurted into me.

Things fell quiet as Andy remained deep inside me, falling asleep in that position. As I closed my eyes I imagined Sam with her legs wrapped around Paul holding him into her body.

The soft creak of the bed and the movement of feet told me that one of them was awake. As the bathroom door was opened and the light switched on, I could see Paul's firm ass before the door was closed. I don't know what came over me but after years of wondering I had to see what had just pleasured my sister and if it was as big as I had imagined.

Opening the bathroom door like I was half asleep I stepped in. I had planned to catch an eyeful, mumble an apology and back out. Instead, when he turned round to face me I just stood rooted to the spot staring at his cock.

"Fucking hell," was all I could croak.

I wasn't sure what reaction I would get from Paul, but what I didn't expect was him to grip the base of his cock and point it at my face. I had seen big cocks in pictures and videos, and they were normally black, but this was the first I had seen of that size in the flesh. It was amazing. Even semi-hard it was as big as Andy who was a pretty reasonable seven and a half inches.

"I won't fuck you without Sam's permission," he said softly, "but you can suck it if you take your nightie off."

My nightie was off over my head faster than a Houdini escape trick, as I watched the monster twitch and start to grow. Dropping to my knees I held my brothers-in-law's cock in my hands, with one hand next to the other and the head sticking out of the end.

As I started to lick the head, I could taste my sister's juices and I began to lick the shaft, savouring the taste.

"Sam told me you two had played together but I always thought she was joking. You genuinely like her taste don't you?"

I didn't bother replying but instead sucked his cock into my mouth and let it slide deep in. More than one boyfriend had joked in the past about how they could tell me and Sam apart even in the dark.

"Because you can't give a tit wank," they would laugh which was true enough as I didn't have the equipment. The other reason they would name is, "And you Shelly have a mouth like a vacuum cleaner."

Paul must have known the first part as I am sure Sam would have put his cock, as big as it was, between her ample breasts, rubbing him until he came. When it came to the second difference between us sisters that was something he was finding out for himself.

"Fucking hell," he groaned, "it feels like you are going to suck my cock off." I didn't stop but started to move my head faster and deeper taking as much as I could. Normally at this stage, I would deep throat but I knew he was far too big unless I was lying in the right position. Instead, I had to content myself with taking as much as I could, gagging at times but still leaving more un-sucked than I would like.

As Paul held my shoulders to steady himself I did what I would normally do for Andy and most guys I sucked. I slipped my hand under his heavy balls, teasing them with my nails before moving to his ass. Then pressing against his anal opening I slipped my finger in, which I then pushed in deep as far as I could. At the moment I touched Paul's prostate he started to spurt into my mouth groaning in pleasure. I pushed a second finger in and started to finger fuck his ass hard as he moaned. I could feel him rocking back onto my fingers as his seed continued to fill my mouth.

Once I had finished, I didn't say anything, keeping my lips sealed as I opened the door and moved quietly back to bed. I climbed back into bed as quietly as I could and a few minutes later I heard Paul do the same.

"Was he as big as you thought?" my husband whispered in my ear.

Rolling over so our faces were close I smiled and nodded.

"Did you suck him?"

I nodded again and I felt Andy kiss me pushing his tongue into my mouth. He murmured in appreciation as the reason I hadn't spoken was I had kept a good mouthful for my husband. Our tongues danced as we swapped Paul's seed between us until it was all gone,

"Thank you," he whispered.

As I felt Andy's arms around me, my jaw still ached from how far it had to open, and the vision of Paul's cock was imprinted on my brain. I knew I had to experience that cock at least once in my life. I knew Andy would agree, provided he could watch, the question was how was I going to convince my sister to share?

"Shelly, can I ask your advice?"

I looked at Sam and knew it must be pretty important for her to ask my advice as normally she did whatever she thought was best. Her attitude was it was better to ask for forgiveness than seek permission and if the worse came to the worse you could always ask for bail money.

We had gone shopping in the nearby town and after loading our supplies in the car, Sam insisted we got a coffee in the nearby Starbucks franchise. Now we had settled into a private corner she had tested the water before she asked the real question.

"Sure Sis, you can ask me anything, you know that."

"Paul has talked about trying a bi experience next time we swap but I'm not sure, in fact, I am worried about it."

"You swap?" I blurted out in shock.

"Yes, we have done so for a few years now and then. As you might imagine with the size of Paul's cock, he is very popular with the ladies."

I stayed quiet trying to process what my sister was saying, and then she dropped a bombshell, "It's not the giving that he wants to try it the taking...he said he hasn't cum so hard as he did when you finger fucked his ass last night as you sucked his balls dry."

"You know," I stammered.

"Yes I know, he told me what had happened when he got back into bed after you had blown him."

I just stared at Sam speechless and she roared with laughter, "Not often I see you lost for words."

I knew that before I asked any of the myriad of questions that were floating around in my head, I needed to help Sam with the thing that was troubling her most.

Holding her hand I said quietly, "So what is worrying you about Paul trying a bisexual experience?"

Sam gripped my hand in desperation, as she poured out her concerns about Paul being fucked. "What if he likes it? What if it gives him something I can't give him? I can't stand the thought of losing him," she almost sobbed.

"You said you swap," I said softly, "how do you feel when he fucks other women?"

Sam thought for a moment, "I am fine with it, after all, I am probably being fucked at the same time." She giggled as she went on, "9 times out of 10 when we swap, I take it in the ass, as that's the only time I get anal."

"Really?"

"You have seen the size of my husband Sis, not many can take him in the ass, I certainly can't."

"I would love to try," I thought to myself, "and so would Andy," but decided to keep those thoughts to myself.

"When you are with other couples, I assume you still enjoy a bit of girl-on-girl action?" Sam smiled and nodded as I went on, "What does Paul think of these lesbian scenes? Does he worry you might leave him for something he can't give you?"

"He thinks it's hot and loves watching me lick or be licked, and he has no reason to worry as he knows I would never leave him."

"So your relationship is built on more than just sex then?"

I could see the penny drop in Sam's head and then she asked another question, "If I am honest, I love watching Paul fuck other women, hearing the noises they make when they take his cock. Knowing exactly how they feel but I am not sure about Paul becoming the girl."

I laughed softly, "Did you know Andy is bi? Did you know he was a bottom at university for two years until he met me?"

Now it was her turn to be stunned. "But he doesn't look or act effeminate," she muttered.

"Just because a man likes anal stimulation doesn't make him like a girl all the time." I paused for a moment, "and it's so hot seeing him truly understand what you feel when he fucks you."

Sam squeezed my hand, "Thanks Sis, this chat has helped a lot. Now let's get back as I need to tell Paul it's OK."

When we got back to our shared tent, we had sort of sketched out a plan of me and her doing a bit of a lesbian act to encourage the boys to play with each other. We needn't have bothered as they were already in the hot tub and naked. Not only were they both naked, Paul was kneeling on the seat and bent over with his ass pointing outwards. My husband had his head between Paul's ass cheeks and his hand working Paul's cock that was as stiff as a steel pole.

"What is Andy doing?" Sam whispered to me as we stood watching.

"He is rimming him ready for fucking," I replied quietly and saw her shiver with excitement.

Andy pulled Paul's cheeks wide apart and was teasing and probing with his rolled-up tongue. I have been told by more than one guy that Andy has a very talented tongue and by the sounds that Paul was making he would have agreed. Paul had his eyes shut and I think was still unaware of our presence but Andy caught my eye and winked at me, before returning to tongue fucking Paul's hole.

Sam in the meantime had stripped off quietly and looked at me expectantly, "It was a great plan so why waste it?" It took me a moment to realize what she meant and I almost threw my clothes off to stand next to her naked.

We stepped into the hot tub and Sam sat on the edge, her feet just in the water whereas I sat in fully leaving me at a lower level. Andy had stopped rimming Paul, deciding that he was ready to have his cherry taken. He was standing behind Paul as we sat at about 90 degrees to the men, getting a very good view.

"Oh...my...God," Sam whispered in awe as she saw the head of Andy's cock enter her husband's ass. I watched the look on her face as she heard the deep groan of pleasure drawn from Paul's lips.

Andy had given Paul a moment to adjust to the anal intrusion and then placing a hand on each shoulder slowly pulled himself in deeper. When he was fully home he stopped, with his cock balls deep, and waited as Paul moaned.

"Fucking hell that feels so good," Paul said, "I hope Sam understands."

Andy turned and smiled at us before he said, "Why don't you ask her?"

Paul twisted his head around, his eyes wide open and I could see the look of shock and concern at seeing the pair of us just feet away. That look changed to one of pleasure as Andy started to fuck him slowly.

His eyes rolled as Andy drove his full length slowly in and out and I knew exactly what Paul was feeling as Andy had fucked me in the ass many times and I knew how good he was.

"This is fucking amazing," Sam gasped in a lust-laden voice.

"Told you it was hot didn't I?" I said as I could see her gaze transfixed on her husband's deflowering.

She said nothing, her tongue was slightly out of her lips in her pose of concentration as she opened her thighs and started to tease herself. I moved my hand to her pussy and took over the masturbatory duties, caressing her hard clit and letting a finger slip inside.

The noises coming from Paul and Andy were increasing in tempo as Andy started to fuck Paul at greater speed and full depth. As Andy fucked him we both watched Paul's huge cock start to stiffen despite not having any external stimulus.

"What's happening," Sam gasped.

"Andy's cock will be hitting his prostate, it's like a male g-spot in their ass." As I said it I pushed a second finger in and turned my hand palm up, curling my fingers to touch my sister's g-spot.

As she started to cum on my fingers, her hand gripping my shoulder, we both watched Paul's cock expand, twitch and send a jet of seed into the water. As Andy kept fucking him, further spurts shot from his cock until finally it just flopped about with the movement of Andy driving in and out. Then Andy plunged balls deep and held it there as he leant forward and growled, "Do you want me to breed you?"

"Oh god yes," Sam groaned before she realised that the question was directed at her husband, not her.

Andy had picked up on it and looking at Sam intently, he moved his hips making Paul groan, "Do you want me to breed your man?"

"Fuck yes, a million times yes," Sam gasped as I pushed a third finger into her soaking pussy.

Andy spoke into Paul's ear but loud enough for us all to hear, "Did you hear that Paul? Your wife wants me to breed your slutty ass, fill it full of my hot seed... what do you think?"

Paul stared into his wife's eyes and I could see the love flowing between them as I pushed a fourth finger in, twisting them as Paul groaned loudly, "Yes fill my ass with your seed, breed me like your bitch."

Folding my thumb into my palm I pushed the whole of my hand into Sam. As she started to cum again on my fist, I could feel her pussy clamping around my wrist. I stood and latched onto one nipple of her wonderful breasts, biting down on it as she screamed in orgasm. At the same time, Andy grunted loudly as he unloaded deep into Paul's bowels, jerking forward with each spurt.

The four of us were panting like we had run a marathon and Paul laughed as he looked at the cum floating in the hot tub. "I think this is going to need draining and refilling."

"Have to say you two put on a great show," I said as the four of us sat around the fire pit later, sipping the champagne from the fridge.

"Well, you two gave the phrase 'Sister Act' a whole new dimension," Paul laughed.

"I do have a question, well more of a request for permission," I said looking at my sister. "Before this weekend is over please can you give Paul permission to fuck me?"

Sam smiled at him before looking at me, "Of course he can but only on one condition." I raised an enquiring eyebrow, "Only if your husband gives me the same wonderful ass fucking as he gave Paul."

Then seeing the look on Andy's face I laughed as I said, "And by the look on my husband's face I think Paul, you will need to fuck him as well."

The four of us chimed in unison, "Deal," and clinked glasses.

That night we all slept soundly and in the morning Andy padded naked to the kitchen area to make coffee.

"I have no intention of wearing clothes today," he announced, "it's back to nature for me."

"Happy to go with the flow," Paul announced as he joined Andy in the kitchen, his cock swinging as he walked.

After breakfast, we drained the hot tub sending the floating seed to waste and then set it to refill. This water change meant it needed time to reheat before it was comfortably useable.

"No hot tub sex for us for a few hours," Andy announced.

"Guess we will have to use the beds then," Sam said as she grabbed my husband by the hand and led him to bed.

Paul and I followed and before we got onto the other bed, he pulled the curtain fully back so we could all watch each other.

Sam was already on all fours with Andy nuzzling her ass, his tongue busy probing her hole.

"Oh god you are right Paul, it does feel amazing," Sam moaned, "you are going to have to learn to do this for me when we go home."

Her words dissolved into incoherent noises as Andy's tongue fucked her ass in his talented way. Paul was as hard as a rock and he looked even bigger than he did when I sucked him the night before.

"On your back," I told him. I had been thinking about how I wanted him the first time and felt riding him would give me the greatest control of depth. As he lay down, he held his cock steady and I threw my leg over to straddle him.

With Andy, he would hold his cock vertically and I would sink down but with Paul, it required more of a slide-down and slide-back movement. As I lowered a little I could feel the head opening me and stopped, panting with effort as I adjusted to the size of it. Sliding down further and a little backwards more of his cock went in making me gasp.

At that moment, as I rested for a short while, I heard a guttural groan from the next bed and turning my head saw my husband's cock sinking into my sister's ass. As he reached the bottom, he turned to look at me and mouthed, "I love you."

I went to reply but Paul's hands on my hips pulled me further down onto his cock. All rational thought vanished from my brain as I gasped, feeling my internal organs being rearranged by this invading monster inside me. I tried to lift up and Paul had to help by raising me up, before releasing, my weight and letting me sink back down his shaft. Placing my hands on his chest I lifted my hips up and down, the suction tugging at me each time I moved.

I could tell by the noises from the next bed that Andy was pounding Sam's ass and a glance in that direction confirmed it. She had her arms out wide, flat on the bed in surrender. She was a near porno sight, with her large breasts pressed to the bed and peeking out the sides, her ass almost vertical in the air. Andy was standing on the bed and fucking her almost straight and deep in long slow strokes. When he fully pulled out and I saw my sister's asshole twitch I started to cum on Paul's cock deep in me.

My coordination had totally gone so Paul rolled us over, still deep inside me, until he was on top. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks and started to power fuck me, filling the tent with the sound of my pussy slurping on his cock. My legs were wrapped around his waist urging him onwards even though I thought his cock was so deep it would come through the top of my head.

In a final roar, he moved more upright breaking my leg hold and grabbing my ankles bending me almost double. As I screamed in orgasm that they must have heard a mile away, he pumped jet after jet so deep inside me I would have sworn it would never drain out. He remained like that, deeply embedded in me as the pair of us heaved to recover our breath.

I must have passed out for a moment, for when I opened my eyes I could see Andy was teasing in and out of Sam's ass as she whimpered in pleasure. At some point, he had put on a cock ring and had obviously cum in her ass as his shaft was coated in cream, but until he removed the ring he would stay hard. Paul having finished after giving me the most wonderful fucking, had disappeared off leaving me with a very full and throbbing pussy.

"Fancy a cleaning job?" I said to Sam as I positioned myself sitting upright in front of her head with my thighs apart.

"You need to lick your husband's seed from your sister's cunt," Andy said to her in a groan.

Sam didn't need asking twice as she took a long lick at my pussy collecting some of Paul's seed and swallowing it eagerly.

Paul had reappeared and stood by the side of the bed. I could see he had a tube of gel in one hand and his large semi-hard cock in the other, still glistening with my juices.

"Who wants first suck?" He said pointing it first at me and then at my husband.

"I do," said Sam lifting her head from my pussy, her face smeared with a mixture of my juices and Paul's cum. Opening her mouth she took a fair amount of his cock in and by twisting forward I was able to access the remainder.

"You taste lovely Sis," she moaned as she stopped sucking her husband's cock and returned her attention to my pussy. She licked with greater enthusiasm as she coaxed her husband's cum from me and into her mouth.

Paul was getting harder as Andy and I bent so that we could both lick and nibble his cock together. As Andy sucked his shaft I sucked his balls and then we swapped, feeling Paul get even stiffer. It was becoming more difficult to concentrate due to Sam nibbling on my clit and I heard Andy moan loudly. Breaking from my sucking I could see that Paul had reached round to allow him to finger Andy's ass. I had no idea how many fingers he was using but from the noise Andy was making I guessed it was at least two.

"That's three in your ass," Paul said correcting my guess, "need to make sure you are ready for my cock."

I tapped Sam on the top of her head and she looked at me, her eyes glazed with lust. "Paul is about to fuck Andy," I whispered in awe and saw her eyes glow brighter.

She groaned as she eased her ass off Andy's cock and I couldn't resist licking her face cheeks that were coated with my juices and Paul's seed.

Paul stood behind Andy who was now on all fours, his head turned to one side so he could look at us. Paul was still fingering Andy as he tossed the tube of lube to me and twisted his hips towards me. He didn't need to tell me what to do as I squirted a generous amount on his cock and spread it along its length. I was still holding it when he removed his fingers from my husband's ass and I pointed the tip at his hole.

While I had been doing that, Sam had inserted two fingers into my pussy, working them in and out as she watched. Her movements stopped for a moment and we both held our breath as Paul started to push the large mushroom head into Andy's ass.

"Fuckkkkk!" was all Andy could manage and I could see the look of pain etched on his face.

I stroked his head as I whispered, "Do you want him to stop? There is no shame, you tried and he is huge."

Andy looked at me, his eyes wild as he pushed back taking more of Paul's cock into his ass. "Fuckkkkk," was all he could utter again. Sam had started her fingering again, but this time more aggressively as she watched her husband's cock slowly disappear into my husband's ass. When Paul was fully in he paused and I could see Andy's eyes rolling back in his head as he mumbled incoherently in pleasure.

Paul started to fuck him with long slow strokes and then started to increase the pace. I could see his cock sliding in and out as he fucked harder and faster. I saw Andy's cock start to twitch and twisting forward, I wrapped my lips around his shaft. I could taste the musty taste of my sister's ass as the powerful thrusts from Paul forced Andy's cock deep into my mouth, touching my throat.

I felt a jet of Andy's hot seed erupt making me cough, but I swallowed and kept sucking as Paul fucked the cum out of my husband's balls, directly into my mouth. I nearly choked as the mighty thrusts from Paul told me he was filling my husband's ass with his seed.

I disengaged myself from Andy's cock to hear Sam gagging and choking. When I looked I could see that she was trying to deep-throat her husband after he had pulled out of Andy's ass. Andy was still on all fours, his head in the bed, no doubt trying to come to terms with the intense fucking he had just received. I looked at the seed starting to ooze from my husband's ass and I licked his open hole, collecting the mixture on my tongue. I turned to Sam and we kissed, swapping the cum we had both collected back and forward until it eventually vanished.

I heard my husband mutter, "You are right Shelly, I am actually starting to like glamping."​