Chapter 3

Part 1

I was lying on the couch in the camper as we drove down the highway. The air conditioning in the camper was having a hard time keeping up and I was building up a sweat. I was wearing a pair of low rise denim shorts that hugged my hips. A tight black crop top covered my C cup breasts with no bra underneath, just like always. My long, messy, blonde hair was resting sporadically around the pillow.

The sounds of the road filled the camper as the southern sun shined through the curtains on the windows. Every time the sun seeped through the crack in the curtains I felt that much hotter, and more uncomfortable. The light breeze that came through the air conditioning did nothing to cool me off, and it did nothing to dry the sweat from my body.

“Screw it.”

I sat up on the couch and pulled the crop top over my head and hung it over the back of the couch. My perky breasts were finally freed and now exposed to the cooler air. A sigh escaped my lips as I lay back down. I could feel the sweat starting to dry from the breeze and the coolness of the air.

“Moooom! Bailey has her tits out again!” Axel called.

“Why are you such a tattle-tail, asshole? Aren’t you sweating balls too?” I asked.

My little brother Axel was 14 years old. He was sitting on a chair across from me with his arms folded across his chest. He was taller than me standing around 5’6” and had a good amount of weight around the waist, but he had the same blond hair and light-brown eyes that ran in the family. He was a handsome little shit, but his looks weren’t going to get him very far with a tattletale mouth.

“What’s all this yelling about?” My mom called from the front passenger seat.

“Bailey’s showing off her tits again!” Axel complained.

I watched Mom set down the book she was reading on the dashboard and then take off her glasses. She let out a deep sigh as she got up out of her seat and back over to us. She was wearing a high rise pair of denim shorts and a red bikini top. Her boobs were bigger than mine and it was clear to see where I had gotten my good looks from.

“What’s the issue Axel?” Mom asked him.

“I don’t want to see my sisters tits out!”

“For Christ’s sake Axel, are we really doing this again? For the hundredth time Axel,” Mom told him, “Why should we be forced to confine ourselves in bras or cover our breasts? It’s all about embracing our natural selves and rejecting society’s oppressive standards. Our bodies are beautiful just as they are, and we shouldn’t have to hide them because they make others uncomfortable.”

“Yeah!” I said, agreeing with my mother. “Fuck societal norms!”

“Don’t curse, Bailey,” my mother told me. “You know I don’t like you cursing.”

“Sorry.” I said softly.

“So what’s this I hear about Bailey’s tits?” My dad asked from the driver seat.

“It’s nothing, Dear,” Mom told him.

I watched her ass as she walked away, the denim shorts showed off her perfect peach-shaped butt. When she sat back down in her seat, she picked up her book and started to read again.

Dad was a big man with a muscular build. He had blonde hair and a full beard. He was 54 years old, but he could easily pass for someone much younger.

“Axel, come here!” He bellowed.

Axel let out a groan before getting up out of his seat. His fat belly jiggled slightly as he walked towards the front.

“Did you complain about seeing your sister’s breasts again?” Dad asked while keeping his eyes on the road.

“Yes.” Axel replied.

“Son,” my father said in a softer tone. “Do you remember the talk we had about how men and women have equal rights?”

“Yes.”

“And do you remember how I said that it’s unfair and unequal for men to be able to show off their chests and for women not to?”

“Yeah, but-”

“And do you remember how we talked about the Topfreedom movement and what it stands for?”

“Yeah, but dad-”

“Do you think that Bailey should be able to not wear a top if she doesn’t want to?”

“But dad-”

“Answer the question, Axel.”

“Well, yeah, but-”

“No buts,” Dad said. “Your sister has the same right as you do to be topless.”

“Thanks Dad,” I called up to him.

“No problem, kiddo,” He yelled to me.

Dad had always been on my side, right there with mom. They both believed that a girl should be able to live her life how she wanted to and wear what they like. I was so lucky to be raised by such amazing parents who believed in equality and even practiced it themselves.

“And as for you, young man,” Dad told Axel, “If you ever complain about your sister showing her body again, you’ll be stuck in the camper for a whole day.”

“But dad, she’s my sister.” Axel groaned.

“I don’t see the issue. Your brother never complains.” Dad said.

I looked down the couch between my legs and at the chair behind the driver seat that was facing me. Lying on it was my older brother Ryder, who was 23 years old. He was a little shorter than Dad but still 5’11”, but even more muscular. He had the same blond hair and light brown eyes that ran in the family too.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Ryder asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

“Ryder,” I asked, “Do you have a problem with me not wearing a top?”

“What?” he looked at my chest. “No, why would I care?”

“Exactly!” Dad said, “Because you’re a true feminist.”

“You guys are fucking weirdos.” Ryder said as he adjusted the pillow next to his head.

“You better watch your language young man.” Mom warned.

“Sorry, mom,” Ryder said before he adjusted in his seat and shut his eyes again to get some sleep.

Ryder was our parent’s first child and was the most influenced by their young hippy beliefs. He was a carefree stoner who just went with the flow and was very open minded.

7 years ago, when he turned 16, he left home and claimed that was going to travel around the country to discover his inner self. I was only 11 when he left, so I didn’t understand exactly what that meant. But 5 years later he returned and my parents welcomed him home with open arms.

He would confide in me and tell me stories of his life during those 5 years away. He would tell me about all the new friends he made, the places he worked, and all the drugs he tried. But mostly, he would tell me about all the times he had sex. He said the girls in his friend groups were infatuated with him. He would have sex with every girl in the group and when he finished with them all, that’s when it was time to move to a new city and continue his journey.

Since him being home with us for the past 2 years, he did nothing to show these claims were true. He had a stable job and when he wasn’t working he would sit in his room alone. He would smoke and practice the guitar. He was actually quite good at it.

Axel walked back over and slumped into the chair. His arms were crossed and he was looking at the wall beside him. I could tell that he was frustrated and I didn’t really understand why. I’ve been going without a bra on my whole life, that’s the way I was raised. Only recently did I start going bare chested around the comfort of my family.

When we were out in public, I would always cover up though. I wouldn’t want to cause a scene or get any unwanted attention. My parent’s belief system is that a person should be allowed to be topless whenever they want, wherever they want, but society isn’t ready for that yet.

“Time for a pit stop!” Dad bellowed from the front seat! “Everyone wake up, make sure Savannah is awake too.”

I looked around and saw Ryder and Axel starting to wake up from the bumpy exit off the highway. I grabbed my top off the back of the couch and pulled it over my head, covering up my breasts. I noticed Savannah wasn’t upfront yet and got up off the couch. I held against the wall as the bumpy road tried to throw me off balance. When I walked into the back I saw Savannah lying in her bunk bed.

She was 14 years old and was the complete opposite of her twin brother Axel. She had brown hair instead of blonde. Her hair was also straight compared to Axel’s curls. She was smaller than her twin brother as well, only 4’8” tall, and barely weighed 90lbs.

She was wearing a tight black T-shirt that hugged her skin and showed off her braless A-cup breasts. Her legs were only covered by a loose pair of colorful shorts that had ridden up her thighs.

“Savannah, wake up.” I whispered as I lightly shook her.

She squirmed in her bed as she started to stir. Her brown hair fell across her face and her hazel eyes looked up at me.

“Is it time to get up?” She asked.

“Yeah, Dad’s pulling into the gas station,” I told her, “Might be the last stop to go pee.”

She nodded before I turned to leave. I made my way back into the main area of the camper. Ryder had just sat up in his seat and was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

I felt the RV sway slightly as Dad pulled into a parking lot. I looked out the window and saw a large, run-down gas station and a small convenience store beside it. It looked like it was straight out of a horror movie. The building looked like it had seen better days and was on the verge of collapse.

The RV rolled to a stop, and my dad got up from his seat

“Everybody up,” he announced. “We’ll be here a bit while we fill up on gas and snacks. Everyone better go pee! It’s the last chance for a washroom for a while. There probably won’t be another station for miles.”

“Remind me what’s wrong with the RV’s toilet,” Savannah asked as she walked up behind me.

“Some loose pipe, I’ll fix it tomorrow hopefully.” Dad said. “Family, Move out!”

Dad was the first one out the side door of the RV, followed by Mom. I walked past Ryder and Axel and down the two steps. I was greeted by the heat from the midday southern sun and the sounds of cicadas buzzing. The wind blew lightly, causing the trees and the grass to rustle. There were patches of weeds growing up through the parking lot cracks and the lot was empty.

It was the middle of the day and the heat was beating down, making it hot enough for us to be sweating. I was starting to regret putting my top back on, but I didn’t want to walk into the store topless.

“You kids go inside, I’ll figure this machine out.” Dad said as he examined the pump with Mom.

“This place looks like a scene from a horror movie.” Savannah said.

“Probably has a crazy axe murderer who’s killed the people inside.” Axel said.

The building looked like it had seen better days. Nothing was necessarily broken. The windows were intact, but so dirty you couldn’t see through. The paint on the sides was chipping but the wood behind it looked almost new. The sign above was missing a few letters that now read “mNgo”. There was an open sign hanging on the outside of the door, swaying gently in the breeze.

“C’mon,” Ryder said as he started walking, “I’m going in.”

Ryder led the way and the rest of us followed behind. He pulled the door open and walked inside. As we all followed him in, the air conditioning hit me and a shiver went down my spine.

“Oh wow.” Ryder said.

There was a single row of aisles running down the middle of the store. The walls were lined with fridges and coolers that were full of drinks and snacks. The store wasn’t small, it was a decent size and had a lot of merchandise. It looked a lot more inviting on the inside than it did on the outside, but it still looked old.

“Hey there!”

We all turned toward the sound and saw a cute girl standing in front of the checkout counter. Her long blonde hair was tied into a ponytail and was draped over her shoulder. She was wearing a blue button down top that had “KumNGo” written on it. The top few buttons were undone to show off the cleavage of her B-cup breasts. She had on a blue skirt that matched her top. It looked like she rolled the waistband to make the skirt shorter, showing off the gap between her thighs.

“Hey,” Ryder replied and walked over to her.

“Can I help you find anything today?” She asked him.

“What’s your name?” Ryder asked.

“Cindy.”

“Cute name, Laura. I’m Ryder.” He replied and flashed her a smile.

She smiled back and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Ryder leaned onto the counter and they started talking. I turned away and headed into the aisles with Savannah and Axel. I looked over a few of the snack options when Cindy and Ryder walked away from the counter.

“The bathroom is just over here,” Cindy said and escorted Ryder.

Axel, Savannah, and I continued down the aisle and grabbed a few things for ourselves. We had a few bags of chips, a pop, and some other stuff that would get us through the rest of the road trip.

“I have to go to the bathroom, can you two watch the stuff for me,” I asked.

“What? Is someone going to take it?” Axel mocked.

“Just watch it, asshole.”

“I’ll keep an eye on it,” Savannah said.

“Thank you,” I said before walking towards the back of the store.

I saw two doors, one for men’s and the other for women’s. I pushed the women’s door open and walked inside. Inside there were two sinks and two stalls. The floor and the walls were old and dirty, covered in filth and stains. There was no paper towel in the dispenser and the soap dispenser was empty.

The first stall said out of order, and I could hear leaking water. I pushed on the other stall and the door opened.

“Holy shit.”

Inside the stall was Ryder pinning Cindy up against the wall and her legs were wrapped around his waist. His pants were down and his cock was thrusting into her slowly. Her skirt was pushed up and her panties were dangling from one leg. All the buttons from her shirt were undone and her tits were bouncing up and down. Ryder had his hand over her mouth and his other hand gripping her ass.

My eyes met with Cindy’s and whispered something in his ear. Ryder moved his head to the other side of Cindy’s and looked at me.

“Fuck off.” He said.

“I just want to go to the washroom,” I told him softly.

“Use the other stall and get out.”

“It’s out of order.”

“Damn it Lee,” Ryder sighed. “Well we aren’t using this one, you can use it.”

I didn’t know if it was because of how casually he said it, or how nonchalant it was. But he made it sound like it wasn’t an issue, so I didn’t care either. I closed the stall door and turned back towards them.

“Sorry,” I mumbled as I walked past them.

“No problem.” Ryder replied.

Cindy smiled at me as I walked passed.

“Hey Bailey.”

“Yeah?”

“Keep this between us.”

“Of course.” I said.

I unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down before quickly sitting on the toilet. I watched Ryder’s cock sliding in and out of Cindy’s pussy as I felt myself start to relieve myself. Cindy’s breasts bounced faster as Ryder’s thrusts started getting faster and more aggressive. I finished and pulled my shorts on as I stood up. I flushed the toilet and walked past them.

“Don’t cum inside me,” I heard Cindy whispered.

“Come on Cindy. Your shirt says KumNGo.” Ryder teased.

“Fine,” She laughed, “Every guy uses that line.”

Her laugh quickly turned into a muffled moan as I closed the stall behind me.

When I got back to the front of the store, Axel and Savannah were standing near the counter. I turned towards one of the fridges and picked out another drink.

After making a selection and bringing it to the front Ryder and Cindy appeared from the back. They were both fully dressed, but it was clear they just had sex. Cindy’s shirt was unbuttoned much lower than before and she was still adjusting her skirt. Her blonde ponytail wasn’t nearly as tight as it was before. As she walked towards the counter I could see the slight wobble in her knees and cum dripping down her thighs.

“Will that be everything today,” Cindy said as did up one more button on her shirt.

“That’s everything,” Savannah said.

“Don’t forget the gas,” Axel added.

“Oh, you need gas?” Cindy asked and looked outside at Mom and Dad at the pump. “That thing is always acting up, I’ll go get my father.”

Cindy opened a door behind the counter and disappeared. Less than a minute later she came back out followed by an older man. He was around 6’3” tall and had tattoos all over his muscular arms. His hair was dark grey and slicked back. His jaw was covered in black and white stubble and his eyes were dark and piercing. He wore a dirty white tank top that hugged his muscular frame and a pair of jeans that were covered in grease stains. He had a stern look on his face and I could see him eyeing us as he approached the counter.

“Hello,” He said with a deep gravelly voice. “I hope my little 14 year old princess hasn’t given you much trouble.”

“No trouble at all,” Ryder said quickly and nervously.

Cindy’s father stared at Ryder for a second before walking around the counter and heading towards the door.

“I’ll be right back, Princess.” Her father said.

“Yes, Sir,” Cindy said.

As her father left the store, I noticed her shoulders relax and her body relax.

“We can just wait for him to fix the pump so we can do this all in one transaction.” Cindy smiled.

“Cindy. Could I talk to you for a minute.” Ryder said.

“Oh, uh sure,” she said and walked around the counter.

He led Cindy away from us to the back refrigerators. I walked a bit closer, pretending to look at things on the shelves so I could hear them.

“Why did your dad look at me like that?” He whispered.

“Cause I told him we fucked.” She shrugged casually.

“Oh, and he’s cool like that?”

“He doesn’t care when I fuck customers.” She shrugged.

“So you do this a lot?” Ryder asked.

“sixth one this week,” She giggled.

“Free love, very cool.” He nodded.

Cindy giggled again and walked back towards the counter. I watched her ponytail swing side to side as she walked away. Ryder’s gaze followed her, admiring her body as she walked. When he finally looked away and started to come towards me, he had a smile on his face.

“What were you guys talking about,” I whispered.

“Like you didn’t hear it all,” he laughed. “Cindy is one chill girl.”

The front door opened and her father walked in, wiping his hands with a rag.

“I’ve fixed the problem, and the gas should be pumping now.” He told Cindy

“I’ll ring it up as soon as the pump stops.” Cindy told him.

“Good girl,” He replied and kissed the top of her head.

He walked past her and disappeared into the back room. A few seconds later the front door opened.

“Hey kids,” Dad said as he entered. “Cindy’s dad got the pumps working again.”

“I’ll ring everything up for you,” Cindy said with a smile.

Dad, Mom, and Cindy talked while the cash register rang up our items. Once she had everything tallied up, mom paid and we gathered up our snacks and left.

“Thanks for using KumNGo!” Cindy called as we walked out the door.

The sun was still high in the sky and the outside the heat hit me immediately. The coolness from the air conditioning was a distant memory, and sweat was already building up on my skin. The family filed back into the RV and took their seats. As Dad and Mom took their seats, Dad turned the RV on and put it in drive.

“Alright everyone,” he bellowed, “We’re back on the road.”

Mom pulled her book off the dashboard and started reading where she left off. Dad turned on the radio and found a station playing his favorite kind of music, classic rock. I could feel the RV vibrating and moving underneath me as we drove along the bumpy parking lot and exited onto the highway.

“The air conditioning in the KumNgo was so nice,” Mom said.

“Just another thing I’ll have to tinker with in this old RV,” Dad chuckled.

“That’s it, the girls are coming out,” Mom announced.

My mom reached her arms behind her back and undid her bikini top. She pulled the strings over her head and her DD cup breasts fell out. They were round and firm, her nipples were a light pink and pointed. She tossed the top on the dashboard and started to read again. She didn’t do it often but it wasn’t the first time she had been topless around us.

I heard Axel mumble something under his breath and watched his arms cross across his chest.

“You can’t even see her up there.” I whispered to him.

“Whatever,” He said and looked out the window.

“Bailey,” Ryder called from the couch behind me.

I turned and looked at him, “Yeah?”

“Why don’t you take your top off,” He said, “Get comfortable.”

I didn’t have to think twice before I pulled the crop top over my head and dropped it next to the couch. I sat back and enjoyed the slight breeze from the front windows and the weak air conditioning. My skin was covered in sweat and was starting to cool.

We spent another 6 hours traveling down the highway, listening to music and talking. The sun was low in the sky and was starting to set. Dad turned on the headlights and the lights illuminated the road ahead. The air was getting cooler as the sun set lower in the sky.

“There is no way we are lost,” I heard Dad say quietly from the front.

“You’ve been saying that for the last hour,” Mom argued.

“Well what does the map say?”

“I haven’t seen any road marking to know where we are. And there hasn’t been a sign for miles.”

“Damn. I’m sure we will see something soon.”

The sun was barely lighting up the sky and we hadn’t seen anything. We hadn’t passed another car for a long time either, we were alone on the highway.

“Right there!” Dad cheered and pointed.

I leaned over just in time to see the sign for CumNCamp Campground.

“Finally, a campground we can stay at.” Dad said.

“And we don’t have a reservation,” Mom pointed out.

“Well we don’t have much of a choice.” Dad scoffed.

It was late and everyone was a bit on edge. I knew they were trying to get there before the sunset, but getting lost made this our only option. It wasn’t a big deal that we had to spend the night somewhere random. At least the campground had a bathroom.

As the RV slowly turned off the highway and down the long gravel road, my ears were assaulted by the sounds of crunching gravel. I held onto the couch as the RV rocked and bounced my breasts on my chest.

“How does a place this far away stay in business,” Dad groaned.

The RV rounded a bend and in the distance, I saw a red, wooden arch mounted over the road with CumNCamp in red, and white lettering carved into it. Right after we passed through we saw a sign that said office with an arrow below it. I looked out the side window and saw the forest. The trees were tall and thick. I couldn’t see the tops because the trees were so high.

We came to a stop and I saw the small white office building. The parking lot was lit by a single street light and there was a light on the building over a bright green door. Dad killed the engine and got out of the driver seat.

“Anyone want to come inside?” He asked.

“I’ll come,” I said and put my top back on.

I followed Dad out the side door. The air was much cooler than it was a few hours ago and the wind blew. The wind was causing goosebumps to form on my skin and I rubbed my arms to keep warm. Dad pulled the door open and held it for me as I walked inside.

Inside was a small sitting area. There were two brown leather couches facing each other and a wooden table in between. I followed Dad towards the counter and he rang the bell.

“Oh fuck,” A female voice said from the back.