Race Weekend

Marcy rolled off Tom, and Tina crawled off me and worked her way between Tom and me, putting her head on my chest, grabbing Tom's hand, and planting it on her ass.

The hand fondling me wasn't Tina's. Haley said, "When you're done with him, Tina, may I have a ride?"

"Girlfriend, I told you, Dan and I were never exclusive. We're friends, and we like to fuck, but we have other 'friends,' too." Tina replied.

"I hope we can all be 'friends' this weekend," Jack said.

"That's why I came along," Sonja said. "Haley told me there would be three guys, I have three holes, so I said, 'Why not?' Which reminds me, I still haven't gotten to know Tom at all, and I haven't had my pussy eaten or properly fucked. And, come to think of it, Dan hasn't gotten fucked yet either."

"My little sister hasn't figured out yet that sometimes it's not cool to be a total slut. Sometimes you have to pretend to be a little innocent," Haley observed.

"You seemed real innocent when you were naked, talking to that guy with your sister's head in your crotch," Marcy giggled. "He's big enough to break us in half, and he looked downright scary with his shaved head. Was he security, Dan?"

"No," I laughed. "I remember him from last time. He had a huge campfire, an orange tent and a big pick-up truck. The whole bed was a huge insulated box full of ice and beer."

"Speaking of beer, I think we should finish unloading our junk and setting up our camp. Then we should probably wash up before we start making dinner," Jack said.

Marcy got to her feet and started looking for her clothes. "I'll set up the little tent I brought so we have a place to store clothes and stuff. We can keep all the coolers in the van so no one gets into the food and drinks."

"OK, everybody up and at 'em," Tom said, following Marcy's example.

"You guys go ahead," Tina replied. "Dan and I have some unfinished business. Namely, his cock in my pussy. Now, the sooner you guys get out of here, the sooner we can be done and can come out and help." She pushed Haley's hand away from my raging cock and motioned for me to get on top of her. "I haven't had you inside me since Spring Break," she murmured, grabbing me and pointing me toward her still-wet sex.

I was vaguely aware of the others getting dressed and leaving as I pushed my way into Tina for the first time in months. Yes, just as hot and tight as I remembered. She gasped when I hit bottom. Then she said, "I missed this. You always fill me so well."

"We are a good fit, aren't we," I said, pulling out partway and then pushing into her again.

She wrapped her legs around mine, and grabbed my shoulders so she could kiss me. Our tongues wrestled for awhile, and when we broke for air, Tina said, "I want you to fuck me hard. I want to scream on your cock like I screamed on your face. I want you as deep inside me as you can get when you cum."

That's exactly what I did.

We got dressed and went out to see what the others were doing. They had cleared the grass around an old truck wheel rim we would use as a fire ring, gotten some wood together, and set up Marcy's two-man tent so her tent flap was close to the opening on the big one.

"No wonder that Andy guy came over," Tom laughed. "That scream scared me, Tina, and I had already heard it before."

"Fuck you, Tom. You can ride in the back on the way home," I said.

"Well, at least we won't have all the beer," Tom replied, tossing cans to Tina and me. "We're not done setting up camp, but we excavated this cooler."

"Yeah," Jack said. "Marcy and I have the whole campsite planned out, and we're ready to unpack the clothes and food. We'll put your car next to the small tent and the van over here. The chairs can go near the fire, and we're open in the front to the rest of the campground so we can see what's going on."

"After this is all set up, can you show us where the showers are, Dan?" Haley asked. "Are there shower rooms or just outdoor shower heads?"

"Both. During the day, people mainly use the outside shower heads for cooling off, but at night people are out there actually bathing each other," I said.

"Cool," Tom and Marcy said together.

"Let's finish our work and have another beer, then we'll go get cleaned up and make dinner. After that, it's party time," Haley said.

We finished setting up our campsite and prepared the fire we would light when we got back from the showers. We grabbed our shower stuff, towels, and clean clothes and headed toward the bathrooms.

Andy's bright orange tent was set up along the path. As we walked by, we saw Andy sitting in a camp chair with a bottle of whiskey. "Hey guys," he called. "Stop and have a drink or five."

"Thanks, Andy. We were on our way to the showers," Tina said. "Sorry about scaring you earlier. I guess I'm pretty loud."

"Yeah, I heard you the second time, too," he leered. "Who did that to you?"

"Dan, here," she said, pointing at me. "He was the one who made me scream both times."

"Oh, you two are together," Andy said.

"Not really. We've known each other for years, but we're not a couple in the traditional sense. I'm not a one-man woman, and he's not a one-woman man. That's what all of us are about this weekend."

"Nice," Andy laughed.

"My name's Tina. Let me introduce my friends. That's my roommate Haley, the blond with the great tits, her little sister Sonja, the ginger with the killer ass, and that's Marcy with the sexy dark hair and beautiful legs. These are Dan's college buddies, Tom and Jack."

"Good to meet you, uh, properly," Andy said, shaking hands all around. "Now who's drinking what? The keg's over there, the whiskey's right here, and those coolers have booze, mixers and sodas. Help yourselves."

Jack and I tapped beers for ourselves and Tina. The other girls were mixing drinks. Tom got a beer, took an extra cup, and went over to Andy, who poured at least three shots into it.

"Wait, everybody," Andy called, pouring a large serving of whiskey for himself. "There are a few extremely important rules about this campsite. First rule: Don't be an asshole. Second rule: Party hard enough that you're almost an asshole. Third rule: The first drink with new friends on a race weekend is to be consumed rapidly. Beer and mixed drinks are to be chugged. Straight booze like Tom and I have must be consumed a good mouthful at a time, shot by shot. The kicker is, there's only a five second break allowed between shots. Ready?"

I knew where this was leading. Someone was going to have to babysit Tom. He can be a real pain in the ass around four in the morning.

"Begin!" Andy yelled. He took a big gulp of whiskey, let out a little gasp, looked at Tom, and said, "One, two, three, four, five, drink!"

Tom gulped his second mouthful and coughed.

"One, two, three, four, five, drink!"

Tom blinked back a tear as he dropped his empty cup.

"Damn, you're red, boy!" Andy laughed. "Drink that beer to cool down."

"Do I have to chug it?" Tom wheezed.

"No, hell, the first drink ceremony is over," Andy said. "You can drink your chaser as slow as you want."

"Thanks, dude," Tom said, taking a couple swallows of beer.

Haley was holding her empty cup, mopping her face with her shirt. "I never had a rum and cola make me sweat before."

Marcy asked, "Andy, how many times have you been here?"

"My brother brought me here the first time as my eighteenth birthday present He was getting married later that summer and figured he might not have another chance to party with his kid brother. I've been back every year. Tomorrow I'll be thirty years old, so this is my birthday party. Everyone's invited."

"Why don't we go get our showers and then bring some food down here?" Tina asked.

"Great," Andy said. "I'll get the campfire ready, and when you get back, you guys can watch it while I go clean up."

"See ya in a little while," I said, and our group walked off to the showers.

Since it was early on the first night of the weekend, the building was deserted. Tom, Jack, and I walked into the men's side, laid our clean clothes on a bench, and each went into a shower booth. I had shampoo in my eyes when I heard the stall door open.

"Occupied!" I snapped. How fucking stupid can some guys be?

"Now, now, Dan, wouldn't you like help washing your back?" Marcy purred.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hopefully, getting wet and friendly," she said, pressing her naked body against me. "I'll wash you if you wash me."

"Where are the other girls?" I grabbed her ass to pull our crotches firmly together.

"I'm over here with Tom," Haley called. She sounded a little breathless already.

"Tina's in here, oh God," Jack groaned from his stall.

"Where's Sonja?" I asked.

"She said she'd shower later. She went back to keep Andy company," Haley said.

Marcy and I managed to get clean, then messy, then clean again. Even so, we were the first ones out of the shower. We dried each other off and reluctantly got dressed. The others joined us a few minutes later.

"Do you think Andy's having a good time?" Tina asked as we walked back to the campsite.

"If I know my little sister," Haley chuckled, "poor Andy doesn't know what hit him."

"Andy's a guy," Jack said. "Trust me, he doesn't care."

When we got back to Andy's campsite, it was starting to get dark. "Hey gang," he said, coming out of his orange tent. "I'm ready to start the fire."

"Did Sonja come back here?" Marcy asked.

"Yeah, she's getting dressed," Andy said, pulling a gas can from the enclosed trailer behind his truck. He walked over to the fire ring, a huge thing made from three tractor wheel rims welded together. It was piled high with wood and brush. Opening the can, he splashed a little gasoline into the center of the pile.

"Am I in a party mood yet?" he said to himself. "Yeah, I think I am. You guys in a party mood?" he yelled to us.

"Hell yeah," Tom answered. The whiskey was starting to catch up with him already.

"We're gonna light this place up!" Andy said, pouring gas all over everything in the fire ring. When the can was empty, he closed it, put it back in the trailer, and came back holding a highway emergency flare. Walking slowly around the fire ring, he examined the ground.

"Good. No leaks. I suggest you kids stand back," Andy said. He walked away from the ring and pulled the cap off the red stick. "This is gonna make a big fire, you know," he said, striking the flare. Instantly, the end of it was spitting bright orange fire and showers of white sparks.

"Let the games begin!" Andy yelled at the top of his lungs, tossing the flare into the fire ring. There was a loud "Whooomp!" sound, and a column of flame shot twenty feet into the air. The chill of the evening was gone instantly. As we moved further from the fire, cheering sounded from campsites all around.

"What the fuck was that?" Sonja cried, rushing out of Andy's orange tent. "Holy shit! How are we going to cook on that?"

"Oh, sweetheart, that's only the ceremonial fire. We sacrifice virgins there at midnight," Andy said.

"We're all safe," Haley laughed.

"Can someone give me a hand?" Andy asked, skirting the raging fire and opening the rear doors of his trailer.

Jack and I helped him haul out a large grill and a bag of charcoal. The trailer was filled with firewood, more bags of charcoal, several kegs of beer, and more ice chests. This guy was prepared.

"I'll get this going," Andy said, pouring a good amount of charcoal into the grill. He dumped a liberal dose of lighter fluid on it, and produced another impressive fireball. "Sonja, let's go get cleaned up. By the time we get back, we should be ready to cook."

"Yeah, I'm kinda sticky all over," Sonja laughed. They grabbed their shower supplies and clean clothes and started down the path.

"Help yourselves to drinks while we're gone," Andy called over his shoulder.

It was only three beers later when Andy and Sonja returned. The raging inferno in the fire ring had died down to a furnace-like pile of almost white-hot coals. Blue flame still rose a foot above the ring, and the steel itself showed areas of dull red glow.

"How's the charcoal?" Andy asked.

"Ready," Tina said. "We brought burgers. Should I start them?

"Yeah. There are hot dogs and brats in that yellow cooler next to the tent," Andy said. "Make some of them too. I feel like pigging out. Guys, let's put some big wood on that fire. I brought some stuff that will take two of us to throw in."

While we ate, Andy told us some stories about race weekends of past years. "There used to be an area off the last turn before the front straightaway that was called 'The Bog'. It was a low-lying area that turned into a mud pit when it rained. The people who camped around there were wild. They made us seem like a bunch of prudes."

"Prudes?" Tina exclaimed. "They must have been pretty hardcore."

"They were animals. Mud wrestling, fucking in the dirt in broad daylight, people passed out all over the place – it was crazy. Some of them even brought old junk cars here to burn in the mud. That practice went on for a couple years until some bozo stole a tour bus, drove it into the bog, and torched it. When I came back the next year the area was filled in, but the crazy partying goes on."

"Speaking of which," Sonja said, "I feel like getting naked."

"Really?" Andy asked, a wicked gleam in his eye.

"Out here?" Marcy exclaimed.

"I dare you," Tina said.

"Oh my God, Tina, that was the wrong thing to say to my little sister!" Haley laughed. "She never backs down from a dare."

"I'll do it," Sonja taunted, "and I dare the rest of you to join me."

"Tina? I know you always take a dare," I said.

"When are we going to do this?" Haley asked.

"'We?'" Marcy exclaimed. "When did this get to be 'We?'"

Tom had weaved his way over to me. "I think I'm in love, Dan," he said, quietly.

"Huh? With who?"

"All of 'em. Every fuckin' one of 'em. This weekend is turnin' out so fuckin' awesome."

"Pace yourself, buddy-boy. It's only Friday." I looked at my watch. "It's not even eleven o'clock. I want to have some more fun with our new friends over there before I pass out."

"Do you realize, Dan, that I have already had a blowjob from two different hot girls, and fucked a chick who could be a Victoria's Secret model?" Tom said, sounding a bit more sober.

"Blowjob from Sonja in the car, suck and fuck with Tina in the tent and Marcy in the shower, and a little fondling with Haley," I said, pointing to myself.

"Dan, dude, you were right about this place!"

"The last time I was here, it didn't start to really get fun until about midnight," I reminded Tom. "We haven't even met the neighbors, and the wandering bands of chick aren't out yet."

"I think I'm gonna get myself a burger and a soda," Tom said, heading for the coolers.

"Don't forget, ladies, it's my birthday," Andy called. "You should do this right for old Uncle Andy. Hang on a minute." He dashed to his trailer and returned with a small generator and two halogen lights on stands. "Boys, help me out here. We want to be able to see them if they're going to all get naked together."

Soon, we had two bright lights on an area of grass big enough for all four girls to shed their clothes for us.

The girls spread some blankets on the ground. "Ready?" Sonja asked, grabbing the hem of her top.

"Uh, wait a minute. Are we touching?" Marcy asked.

"Duh," Sonja said.

"That means we're touching," Haley snickered, already topless.

Tina was the first one naked. She went over to Marcy, who still had her shorts on, and grabbed her. In seconds, Marcy's hands were on Tina's tits, and Tina was gripping the brunette's ass as they kissed passionately. The sisters were on the ground in a side-by-side sixty-nine.

Tom flopped down in the chair next to me. "Danny Boy," he said, "do we really have to go watch cars this weekend? I think I'd be happy to just stay right here."

"We are definitely walking around tomorrow. The racing is insane, and the cars are so loud that you're kind of drawn to them. So are all the chicks."

"Yeah, but they'll have clothes on. Here, they don't, and I like that," Tom said.

"You have a point. But we'll want to go over to the showers. If the sun's really hot, some girls will be showering outside. We might get to join them. There's body painting we can watch, too."

By this time, the girls had formed sort of a daisy chain, each one with her head buried in the snatch of another. Marcy was making appreciative noises on Tina's face, while she herself was busy getting the same sounds out of Haley. Sonja was quivering on her big sister's tongue, and Tina looked like she was working up to a good scream again, with the ginger's tongue on her ass and Sonja's fingers sawing in and out of her pussy.

"Hot damn!" Tom said. "I'm hard as a fucking tree trunk."

"I'm not sure I needed to know that," Jack observed.

"I agree with you, Jack, but I'm enjoying the show, too," I said.

One by one, the girls broke contact with their partners. They lay there for a while, gasping for air, kissing, fondling, and eventually giggling amongst themselves.

Finally Tina sat up and called to us, "Hey guys, we want to see you naked now. Dan, you're first."

"No one wants to see his junk," Jack dead-panned.

"Speak for yourself," Haley said, her large breasts bouncing delightfully as she trotted to me. Dropping to her knees, she caressed my hardness through my shorts.

"Don't look at them, Jack, look at me," Marcy called. She beckoned to Jack with her finger.

Soon I was under the lights, naked as the day I was born, standing with Haley, kissing her while she stroked my cock to full readiness. Tom was next to me, making out with Sonja.

"Hey, Birthday Boy," Tina called, "lose the clothes and get over here."

Andy was quick to comply.

"OH! Oh my God!" Tina exclaimed. "Your cock is huge, Andy! I've never seen balls that big!"

"Why do you think I was sticky all over earlier?" Sonja laughed.

"As small as you are," Tina asked, "you actually fucked him? You fit all of that in you?"

"It took a while. He reached places no one ever reached before."

"Really? Come here, Andy!" Tina said. "Girls, look at this!"

"Holy fuck!" Tom muttered, following Sonja's line of sight. "Now I know what penis envy is."

"Gay, gay, gay," Jack said, lifting his face from Marcy's crotch. "Tom, that's one thing about you that really ... oh shit, he's hung like a horse!"

Haley kissed me, re-directing my attention to where it belonged. "I've never seen anything like that," she said. "But I do see something I like a lot, right here in my hand. I haven't had it inside me yet. Let's change that." She sank slowly to her knees in front of me, kissing and nibbling at my chest and belly. Finally she was at eye-level with my cock.

"Oh yeah," she said, looking at my manhood with a lusty smile. "I so want you inside me, but I wanna taste you first." She flicked her tongue across the head of my cock once. As she pulled away, a thin strand of pre-cum stretched from her tongue back to me. "My sister said she sucked your cock when you were driving here. Did you like it?" She licked the very tip of my dick again.

"Yeah," I gasped.

"Why?" Haley teased. Her index finger stroked slowly from the base of my shaft to the helmet, circling delicately around the rim.

"It felt good."

"Does my little red-headed slut sister give good head?" She ran her tongue along the same path her finger had just traced.

"Yeah, she's pretty good," I breathed.

"I'm glad," Haley said. She opened her mouth and took half of me inside, and then worked me with her tongue as she pulled back. "I taught her everything she knows."

She had all the moves her little sister had and more. If I hadn't already cum so many times that day, it would have been over quickly, but I only have so much self-control. "Keep that up much longer and I'll cum," I moaned.