The Campground
Copyright © 2022, 2024 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 9: Massages
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9: Massages - Two families of four have brought RVs to secluded campsites at a clothing-optional park. When the daughter of one meets the son of the other, sparks fly. It's his first experience with a naked girl of his own age. But the son's sister is miserable and frantic to hide her secret. Then she spies on the other family and sees a whole lot more than just nudity! Original version Dec. '22; Revised+Extended Feb 2024.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Mult Consensual Teen Siren Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Black Couple White Couple Massage Voyeurism Public Sex Size Nudism
Equipped with Abbie’s spare bottle of massage oil and a thick flannel blanket, Curtis met Anja in the meadow under the giant oak.
Proned out on the blanket, she placed her head sideways on her folded arms, waiting.
He dolloped out a serving of oil into his palms and rubbed them together until the liquid was warm. As he pressed it into her shoulders and upper back, he marveled at the softness of her skin. He could feel her muscles underneath, which were more resistant than her regular flesh.
He moved over her shoulders to her upper arms, then switched to her lower back. Once she was oiled, he placed one hand over the other and swirled circles over her muscles, working the tension away.
This guy is a fucking genius! It feels SO good. And what is dragging over the backs of my legs? (As if I didn’t know.)
Curtis repositioned and began working her thighs. He spread his thumb and index finger wide apart and pushed along the flesh, using the webbing of his hand as a scraper. After paying due attention to her calves and feet, he was ready for the main event.
More oil, and he was deeply massaging her butt now. He was firm, but still loving. As he pushed, her pink asshole would slip into view, momentarily. He had seen everything now—asshole, pussy lips, and nipples—they were all perfectly delightful shades of pale pink.
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