The Camp - Wedding Bells

Bobby thought for a moment and then slowly shook his head, "I never really thought of it."

"I think I know of at least one other fantasy you have?" Vanessa, looking at him with a smile.

"What?" he asked.

"Your mom told me about all of the used tissues she'd find in your room the next day. I think I can guess what you were thinking about," she said with a knowing look.

Bobby pulled his hand away and used it to cover his face, "oh god, she didn't tell you that. Really?" he looked at her hoping it wasn't true. Vanessa just smiled and nodded her head. "This is so embarrassing."

"Don't be. I used to masturbate all the time. Still do, actually," she looked at him with a more sympathetic smile, "it's natural. Everyone does it."

"When did she tell you?" he wanted to know.

"Yesterday, after you got hard looking at me."

Bobby covered his face with his hands again. "She thought it was sweet that you still had eyes for me,

and she told me."

They walk along in relative silence for a little longer.

"Tell me, Bobby, are you still a virgin?" Vanessa asked.

Bobby started to answer, "I was until yes," and then stopped, "no, I'm not."

Vanessa smiled. Her suspicion was confirmed. "Until you had sex with your mother yesterday?" she asked in a non-threatening way.

"You know?" Bobby asked, horrified that she knew.

"mm mm," Vanessa said without opening her mouth.

"God, you must they that I'm a pervert or something," Bobby said and stopped. He turned around, "I'm going back."

Vanessa reached out and grabbed his arm, "don't leave and I don't think you're a pervert."

She pulled him a little closer, "do you love your mom?"

"Of course I do?" Bobby replied empathically.

"Do you find her attractive and desirable?"

"Of course."

"Did your force yourself on her?"

"NO," Bobby almost shouted.

"Then to me it sounds like something that you both wanted and enjoyed. That makes me happy for both of you," she said and smiled at him.

She stopped and took his hands in hers. "As long as two people are consenting, whatever happens is between them. And that's especially true at this Camp. Most of the folks that come here have sex not only with their partner, but sometimes family or other guests. As long as all are in agreement."

Bobby looked at her in disbelief, "really?"

"Really. It doesn't matter if it's a friend, your girlfriend, your mother, your sister, or your babysitter."

Bobby looked at her for a moment before he said, "what?"

Vanessa pointed to the little heart on a post in the ground next to the trail. "You see that?" Vanessa asked, pointing to it.

"Yeah."

"Those mark spots along the trail where a couple can get off and enjoy each other."

Bobby looked at the heart, where it pointed and then back to Vanessa.

"Have sex," she said. "I think we both had a similar fantasy. You wanted to lose your virginity to me and I wanted to take it." She paused to let that sink in. "That can't happen. But we can still have sex." She smiled and gripped his hands tighter. "Want to see where the arrow points?"

Bobby grinned and nodded his head, "yes, oh god yes."

Vanessa nodded down to his cock, which was fully erect and throbbing, "why I believe you do. Come on."

Vanessa led him by the hand to a small clearing and laid down on her back, spreading her legs just enough to be inviting. "Come make love to me Bobby. You've been waiting a long time for this."

Bobby laid down next her and gently took one breast in his hand and started caressing it. He fought his desire to go straight for her pussy by remembering what his mom told him, that it was not a race and to tend to her needs before addressing yours.

He kissed the side of her neck, across her shoulders and then down to her chest. He took the nipple of the breast that wasn't in his hand and slowly sucked on it as well as tracing his tongue around.

"Mmm, that feels so good," Vanessa said with a smile. "Your mom has taught you will."

Bobby looked at her without removing his mouth from her tit and smiled.

"You need to make sure that you continue getting lessons from her. You'll have the girls flocking to you," Vanessa said, looking at Bobby.

He smiled, especially at the comment about his mom. He had hoped to do just that. He returned his attention to her chest, alternating back and forth. Then he started kissing her belly and slowly worked his way down until he felt the top of her crease. Remembering what his mother said, he bypassed her pussy and moved his lips down to her thighs. Vanessa opened her legs wide to give him unmitigated access to her sweet spot.

He kissed down one thigh to her knee and then back up the other. By this time Vanessa was moving her hips back and forth. He stretched out on the ground and wrapped his arms around her hips. He ran his tongue up and down the slit a little and then used his fingers to part her labia, revealing the sweet pink flesh beneath.

He continued licking, find the entrance to her vagina and the nub of her clit. He was rewarded with a sharp rising of her hips and a grunt when his tongue twirled around it. He sucked it in between his teeth and gently nibbled on it. He felt the fingers on one of Vanessa's hands begin to comb through his hair.

Vanessa softly requested, "put your fingers in me."

Bobby did as instructed and inserted a couple of fingers. She was already very wet. He twirled his fingers around and discovered a rough area on the top of her vagina. He rubbed that a little while still using his tongue to play with her clit.

Before long, Vanessa's hips began to bounce up and down. He felt both hands on his head and Vanessa let out a muffled moan. He quickly found his head clamped tightly between her legs. He couldn't move and it got a little harder to breath. Her hands gripped his hair and he felt a gush of fluids come out from within her.

He slowly moved as the pressure around his head eased. He looked up and a slight sheen of sweat on her chest and he noticed that she was breathing a little faster than normal. Vanessa opened her eyes and reached down to him, indicating she wanted his face closer to hers.

His lips touched hers for the first time followed very quickly by her tongue. This was something that he had at least had practice with in the past with girlfriends. The kiss became very energetic and passionate as Vanessa placed her hands on the sides of his head.

She broke the kiss and smiled at him, leaving her hands on his head. She rolled him over onto his back and continued looking at him while she slid down. She was still looking at him as she first wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. She knew he would last long.

"Oh god," Bobby cried out, "I'm going to come," after just a few minutes.

Vanessa tightened her lips around his shaft and used her hand. She felt the first blast of his semen hit the back of her throat. She continued to suck of him until the last of it seeped out. She continued licking up and down his cock, helping assure that it stayed hard and it worked.

Vanessa got up on all fours and moved forward, licking her lips.

"I'm sorry, Vanessa," Bobby tried to apologize, "I didn't want to cum so quickly."

Vanessa smiled, "I knew you would and I wanted you to last a little longer this time."

She rolled onto her back and spread her legs wider. "I think it's time. Don't you?"

Bobby just smiled as she guided the head of his cock to her vagina. She then placed her hands on his butt cheeks. Bobby started pushing, letting his cock enter her slowly. He could feel his heartbeat kick up with the realization that his cock was inside the girl he fantasized about.

When he was all the way in, he let it stay there for a moment, savoring the feeling of her clenched around his penis. Then he slowly started to move his cock in and out of her until she started to urge him to go faster. While he did last longer than the first time, he could feel his balls retract a little as his orgasm started building.

"Oh, Vanessa," he cried out.

"Come for me, Bobby. Come inside me," she encouraged.

He looked at her, "you sure?"

She smiled and nodded her head. That was all it took. Jets of semen erupted from deep inside him. So deep that it felt like it started at his toes.

He couldn't help but let out a loud, 'Ugh' as he came and came. He finally collapsed on top of her. He was still buried inside her, her arms around his shoulders and her ankles linked around his waist. He wished he could have stayed this way forever.

****

Bobby and Vanessa held hands as they made their way back to the main part of the Camp. They kissed before parting when Vanessa, once again put a hand on the side of his head, "maybe after I get back from my honeymoon and if you're here," she left the rest unsaid.

Bobby just smiled. He watched as she walked away and then he turned and made his way back to the cabin. His mother was sitting in a chair in front. She could clearly see the kiss that the two shared.

"Ah, there you are. I was wondering where you wandered off to," she looked down at his limp penis and saw that it still had leftovers from lovemaking and it was a little red.

"I take you and Vanessa had a good time?" Agnes asked with a broad smile on her face.

Bobby just smiled and nodded.

"Was it as good as you fantasized?" she asked.

Bobby just looked at her.

"Oh, come on, you think I didn't know," she chuckled. "Well?"

Bobby let out a big grin, "better."

****

A couple of days after coming back from the Camp, Bobby stepped outside where is mother was setting some hoses to water the garden.

"Hey sweetheart," Agnes greeted him with a quick kiss on the lips. No one was around so no one would notice.

"When do you think we can go back to The Camp?" Bobby asked.

"You just want to go so you can have sex with me again," Agnes said with a chuckle and stood up, "never mind seeing all the naked women."

"Well, maybe. Besides, you can teach me more things," he replied with a big grin.

"And I can't wait to teach you. Maybe this weekend we can sneak away for the day or the afternoon."

Bobby turned to go back into the house and didn't see Monica quickly move away from the open door, her hand covering her mouth. She hid behind a cabinet as Bobby walked by. She looked back out the door after he had gone and watched her mother. She certainly was a very desirable woman, and she could she why guys would be attracted to her.

She quietly went to her room and closed the door. She sat on the bed cross-legged and started thinking about what she overheard. 'Was her brother really fucking their mother? What else went on at that nudist place?' she wondered.

She started rubbing her pussy outside her pants as she imagined her brother naked. She wondered what he looked like. She also imagined Bobby and her mom having sex. She also wondered what she looked like naked. She and her best friend, Lisa, experiment with each other now and again and liked it. She wondered if her mom ever did the same thing.

She was still sitting there when her mother walked by and looked in.

"What's wrong? Are you alright sweety?" Agnes asked as she stepped into Monica's room.

Tears began to form on Monica's face, "yes, no, I don't know, mom."

"What happened? Talk to me?" Agnes pleaded.

Monica motioned with her head for her mother to close the door. Agnes closed it and then sat on the bed.

"What's going on?" Agnes asked.

Monica looked at her mother and just blurted out, "are you fucking Bobby?"

Agnes' hands flew to her face and she gave Monica a horrified look. "Oh my god, you overheard us just a moment ago."

Monica sniffled some more and muffled out a 'yes' and nodded her head.

"I'm so sorry dear. I wish you hadn't heard that," she paused. "You must think horrible things of me."

Monica shook her head, "I don't, really."

Agnes bowed her head, "I'm sure that you think I'm an awful mother at least."

Monica shook her head again.

"Tell me what you're feeling?" Agnes wanted to know.

"Can you keep a secret?" Monica asked.

"Of course, dear," Agnes replied in a soothing voice.

"I'm jealous," Monica said barely above a whisper.

Agnes just looked at her daughter. "You," she started, and Monica looked up at her, "and Bobby?" Agnes stated more than asked.

Monica turned up a corner of her mouth and nodded with a guilty look, "I've dreamed about going into his room after everyone had gone to bed and him and me," she left unsaid.

Agnes wrapped her arms around Monica and patted the back of her head.

"Now you probably think I'm sick and perverted," Monica sobbed.

Agnes sniffled a little, "and you don't think that I am, or Bobby is?"

Monica shrugged her shoulders.

Agnes looked at her daughter, "you really want to have sex with your brother?"

Monica nodded, "yeah." She reached out and gently touched the outside of her mothers' breast, "and maybe you. You know, if you're, well."

Agnes unconsciously pushed her breast into Monica's hand. She hadn't really thought about being with another woman. Based on the sounds coming from Monica's room one night when her best friend was over, she had guessed Monica had. The idea didn't repulse her.

Agnes pulled away just enough to look at Monica, "maybe you should reconsider the next time we go out to the Camp."

Agnes and Monica hugged a little longer when Monica said, "I'd really like to go with you." She looked up at her mother and smiled.

A short while later, Agnes had finished setting out the last of the plates on the dining table and called for her family that dinner was ready. She could immediately feel the tension in the air as Bill came in and sat down at his usual spot.

All was quiet and then Bill broke it, "so you had to stay the night, huh?"

Agnes perked her chin up, "yes, I did. It was just such a lovely place that I decided to stay overnight."

"So, you could run around naked with a bunch of weirdos."

"First of all," Agnes calmly said, "they are not weirdos. Do think Nancy is a weirdo?"

Bill looked at his wife, "I didn't used to. But obviously I was wrong."

Agnes just glared at what she thought was a loving husband.

"I hope to hell you're not going there again," he spouted.

"And if I did?"

"Well, you're not."

This time Agnes slammed her fork to the table, "and who the hell are you to tell me what I can and cannot do," she yelled out.

Bobby and Monica just set down their utensils and remained silent.

Bill set down his fork, "listen, I'm not going to have my wife traipsing around without any clothes on. If others want to do it, then that's their business but not in this household."

Agnes took a deep breath and folded her hands in her lap, "well, in that case, you can go straight to hell."

Bill looked over to Bobby, "go get my suitcase out of the garage will you," he said as an order and not a request.

"You leaving?" Agnes demanded.

"I'm sure as hell am not staying here," Bill retorted.

Agnes' voice dropped a little, "well, don't plan on coming back."

"Excuse me?" Bill said in a nasty voice.

"If you remember right, this house is in my name only as it was my mothers and her mothers before that. So go find somewhere else to stay. The locks will get changed tomorrow and expect to hear from a lawyer" she stood up and said in a stern voice, "I am so done with your bullshit. You condescending bastard."

Bobby came back and sat down after he retrieved his father's suitcases. No one touched their food. When Bill was done, he stacked the cases by the front door.

"Bobby, you want to come with me?" Bill asked in a huffy voice.

Bobby looked into his father's eyes and said, "no, I'm staying here with mom."

"Figures as much," Bill said under his breath.

"What about you, Monica?"

Monica looked at her father. Then she looked at her mother.

"It's totally up to you, dear," Agnes said in an assuring voice.

Then Monica looked at Bobby who didn't say a word. Finally, she looked at her father, "no. I'm staying here with mom too."

"Fine," Bill shouted and stormed out the front door with his suitcases.

For the next week Agnes went about cleaning and packing what Bill still needed to pick up. The divorce papers had been served along with a restraining order. She almost but didn't quite feel guilty for feeling as relieved as she did. It took going to the Camp for things between her and Bill to come to a head such that they finally did what they should have done years ago; go their separate ways.

It was early on a Saturday morning. Bobby was in the front passenger seat waiting. He was a little anxious as he and his mother planned on spending the weekend at the Camp. Agnes came out and got into the driver's seat. He watched as Monica opened the back door and climbed in.

Bobby looked at his mother, "mom?"

Agnes turned in her seat, "Monica knows about us, Bobby."

Bobby groaned as he saw the possibilities with his mom disappear.

"Bobby," Agnes started and put a hand on his shoulder, "she overheard us in the backyard. She and I talked about it."

Bobby looked at his mom and then his sister.

Agnes waited until he looked at her again. "And," Agnes continued, "she wants to go with us this time," Agnes looked at her daughter and then her son with a big smile.

Bobby turned towards his sister and saw an equally big smile on her face.