This is loosely based on real events. All names have been changed to protect the not-so innocent. It may help to read the first chapter of this story but is probably not essential.
Jack pulled on some board shorts and a t-shirt and left the motor home. The surprise rain storm had blown out sometime during the night and the morning sun was promising a hot day. His campsite had been, more or less, unscathed; a single lightweight camp chair knocked over, but the girls' site was a mess.
Their cheap Wal-Mart tent lay tangled in the dirt, one pole held together by the thinnest of slivers; the tiny rain fly was nowhere to be found. Jack pulled the tent into some semblance of repair; one corner bent awkwardly due to the broken pole and fished their packs from inside. The girls' thin sleeping bags were a sodden jumble, so he draped them over the side of the massive F-250 the girls had driven to the campground. It took only a couple minutes to straighten out the mess and then he carried the packs back to his 30' Class C.
Opening the door he feasted his eyes on the beautiful sight before him. Who would have imagined that he would have two naked girls lounging in his motor home; both of whom he had fucked last night.
Fawn lay sprawled across the couch, her perfect ass looked good enough to eat, just the smallest hint of her delicious pussy peeking out from beneath her cleft cheeks. Her long brunette hair was pulled back in a pony tail. Jack didn't know where she got the hair tie, maybe one of his kid's had left it in the bathroom. She had only the smallest tan line around her hips and none at all across her back, something he hadn't noticed last night.
Her friend Kelly was sitting at the kitchen table, thumbing through a magazine, toned legs stretched across to the other bench, ankles crossed. Her beautiful C sized breasts were perfectly framed by her arms. Her nipples two candy gumdrops; slightly erect, a delicious pink color. Even sitting it was obvious the girl was some type of athlete, perfect posture and no extra fat on her lean 5'4" frame.
They both looked up when he came in. "It looks like the rain didn't get your clothes wet. The packs are damp but the insides seem fine."
Looking at the two girls, he could feel his cock stirring inside his board shorts. He tended to wear them commando and knew an erection would be obvious, so tried to fight it down. He wasn't sure if last night was a onetime thing and didn't want to act like an over eager teenager.
He sat down at the table, after tossing the packs up near the driver's cabin. Neither girl made a move to get any clothes out of their bags, which he definitely counted as a positive.
"Melanie will be up here in an hour or two. We told her to bring us some clothes." Fawn paused and rolled onto her side, exposing one of her delectable handfuls. Jack noticed her breast was tanned as well, obviously she sunned topless. Her nipple was tiny just like the rest of the girl, but far darker than Kelly's. "She won't be able to bring up anymore vodka for us, my parents will notice if more is missing."
"Don't worry about alcohol. You can have whatever you want from my mobile bar here. I'm sure I've got enough to make it a party." Jack leaned back in the booth enjoying the view. "You two hungry?"
"Definitely." Kelly's smile became more devilish. "Do you have any sausage?"
She uncrossed her legs and slid her left foot across Jack's lap brushing against his surging cock. She had great feet, probably a size 7, with delicate toes each painted a bright neon purple with a little hibiscus flower on the big toenail. Her foot traced his growing cock, sliding his nylon board shorts up and down.
"MMMM, I think he might have a treat for us, Fawn." Kelly all but purred.
"You little slut. We should let our savior eat before we wear him out." Fawn giggled and stretched out on the couch, her tiny nipples pointing at the ceiling. Jack could clearly see the carefully trimmed landing strip just above her pussy. She had a tight little clamshell, inner lips hidden away and just the tiniest nub of her clit jutting out at the top. "Sausage sounds good to me too, but maybe after something else.
Kelly pouted, "I don't want to wait." She slid one finger into her mouth and sucked on it. Jack watched entranced as she slowly pulled it out and in her best coquettish voice whispered, "I'm sure Jack can give me what I need."
She continued her foot massage and Jack's cock strained against his shorts.
"I'm sure I have enough-" He stopped as Kelly tugged the laces of his board short loose with her talented toes.
"Move Jack. I want room to play and there's no space here at the table."
Jack didn't need to be told twice, he slid from the table bench to the couch. Fawn curled her legs up out of the way and watched with a smile as Kelly all but leapt at him. With two quick tugs his shorts were down around his ankles and his cock was in Kelly's small hand.
"Look how big he is Fawn. My hand barely covers half of him." Kelly paused to lick Jack's swollen cock head.
"You have cock flattering hands Kell. Always said so."
Fawn shifted so that Jack and Kelly could have as much room as they needed. Jack's motor home had slides in the dining area and bedroom so there was surprising amount of space in front of the couch.
Jack groaned as Kelly licked up and down his veiny shaft, leaving lots of spit behind. She slowly stroked him, looking up with her grey-blue eyes.
"Shit, I guess breakfast can wait," he moaned.
Kelly laughed as she took his head into her mouth. The vibration tingled against his sensitive skin. Her soft pink tongue fluttered against his cock as she sucked more of him in.
