It was late July of 1977. Kelly and I were seventeen and had one more year of high school to go. My family were campers and my folks were okay with me inviting Kelly for our weekend at a state campground. Kelly and I drove separate from my folks and my sisters. We were camping with a couple of other families. One was my aunt, uncle, and their sons and the other were long-time family friends with their three kids.

Rachel was the oldest of the family friend’s family. She was sixteen, a couple of inches taller than Kelly, one-fourth Native American, olive-skinned, almost-black hair down to the middle of her back, and painfully gorgeous.

Saturday late in the morning we all went to the beach. Rachel’s boobs were probably just B-cup but they pointed straight out. You could tell just to look at her that her boobs were very firm. She was wearing a red bikini with triangles for the bra top and a low rise, full rear coverage bottom. I could barely acknowledge her as I tried to keep my boner under control.

Kelly was wearing a lime green bikini. Not her most obscene by any means, but just sexy as all hell. Kelly was five feet two inches tall, all legs with not much torso, huge 32F boobs, long dishwater blonde hair down to her butt, and her butt had a nice little bubble to it that kicked out just below her waist.

Kelly and I had been fucking like bunnies all summer long. The longer the summer went on, the less clothing Kelly had been wearing. Some caused by her desire to keep my prick constantly hard, some caused by us discovering that she had an exhibitionist streak. Her pussy would get very wet when she knew others were lusting over her body. But we were with my folks and she had actually been trying to behave.

Kelly was very vivacious. She could be loud, she was flirty by nature, and she enjoyed being the center of attention. So, while we were all making noise and playing in the lake and having fun, it was hard to not focus on Kelly.

Nobody had a lot of money. Kelly bought clothes off the rack at K-mart and the like. Bikini’s came in one size for both top and bottom. Kelly’s ass was a size small. Her tits were extra-large. She didn’t want to buy two of the same bikinis so she usually bought a medium.

That was the case with that lime green bikini. It had side ties, which she preferred, so she could tie it tight enough to not fall off her butt. It also meant that the top triangles were struggling to get the job done safely.

It was just a fact that as Kelly would walk her huge tits would sway to and fro and the bikini went with them. To picture Kelly running in her bikini, just think of “girls on trampolines” and you get the idea.

As we were just being teenagers, the adults were being adults, sitting at a picnic table watching the beach goings-on. We had been there for an hour or so when I had to hit the restroom. As I was coming out, I saw Kelly splashing out of the water and jogging up the sand to make her way to the sidewalk to the restroom.

The adults didn’t know that I was within earshot, yet behind them. I saw the men shaking their heads and slapping the picnic table and then the women slapping at the men and telling them to grow up and behave themselves.

I wasn’t clear as to the cause of the ruckus until I saw their heads track Kelly’s every move. Kelly bounced past them and their gaze shifted from her bouncing boobs to her jiggling butt. She greeted me with a tit-smashing hug and the men were busted as my six-foot-four-inch frame towered over Kelly and I caught the three of them lusting after my hot little honey.

I started to get a boner as she hugged me and I shagged her onto the restroom. I ran back into the lake. Everyone was tossing a frisbee around and Rachel had run onto the sand from the lake to retrieve it. I watched her slim brown butt splash back into the water as I was only fifty feet behind her.

I was a horny teenager, what can I say? I had visions of Kelly in my mind. I was finding it to be quite a turn-on that grown men, friends, and family, had obviously been making lusty comments about Kelly. And Rachel’s butt, oh lord. I was going to jack off many times thinking about her in that red bikini.

What it all added up to was that my cock was rock hard and I was on another planet when the frisbee came sailing my way. And I certainly didn’t see Rachel leap into the air trying to catch it. She missed the frisbee but landed smack into my chest with her chest. And then she slid into the water, slipping down my body dragging nearly everything she had from legs to torso to boobs to face, across my boner.

I started to turn the same color as her bikini. When Rachel popped up out of the water and wiped off her face with both hands, the face that I saw had half a smile with eyes that were somewhere between “What the hell was that?” and “Damn!”

I was equally surprised when Kelly appeared right in front of me, jumped up, wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my torso, and kissed me. Of course, she also felt my raging boner. She broke our kiss and flashed me a huge grin confirming what I already knew. “Having fun?” was her question.

Kelly and I shared everything sexual between us. We found out early on that there was nothing to be embarrassed about. It was always a ninety-five-percent chance it would turn on the other too. Kelly knew that I had the hots for Rachel. She knew that I had jacked off thinking about Rachel's tight body. Kelly also thought that Rachel was drop-dead gorgeous. I definitely had an Indian Princess fantasy (which, knowing that Kelly role-played for me a number of times).

My response to Kelly was not addressing the Rachel situation but to tell her that my dad, uncle, and Rob were all busted for ogling her own hot little body. Kelly had been riding my boner long enough that she was started to subtlety move up and down on me. I saw Rachel watching us out of the corner of her eye. And I knew where the men’s eyes were. I dropped Kelly and swam out to deep water.

I was an excellent swimmer, especially at that age. I swam halfway across the lake, turned, and swam back. It always made my mom mad as heck. She didn’t believe I could do it safely. But, it got me refocused, and let my boner subside. As I got back by everyone in the swim area it was clear that Kelly and Rachel were becoming fast friends.

We’d all had enough water and had a picnic waiting for us.

Rachel was an addict. Not that kind. Tab, Coke’s Diet Coke precursor. She drank it by the gallon. It bugged her folks and they, like any good parents, wouldn’t pay for the addiction. Soon a plan was hatched that had me driving Kelly and Rachel out of the park to get Rachel loaded up on Tab and some bullshit thing that Kelly came up with that she needed.

The State Park was reasonably new and they were still buying farmland to add on. They’d recently made a big addition and there was a new road out that way which I wanted to explore. I told the folks so they wouldn’t be concerned, and of course, having Rachel along with Kelly and me meant we had a chaperone, so no issues at all.

We brushed off the sand in the parking lot as I opened the doors and windows to let the beast cool off. Kelly and Rachel both removed their coverups and sat on them to avoid burning their buns. As we slowly rolled down the road at the posted fifteen mph, Kelly started it. I saw her nudge Rachel.

“Was that a baseball bat you hit me with?” Rachel asked. I was legit confused. “In the lake, when I fell on you.” I started to turn red.

Kelly turned it up. “So, you poked Rachel with your big hard-on? I bet you enjoyed that!” I knew when to shut up. I said nothing. Maybe a bad move? Who knew? In retrospect, I was just there for their entertainment. Kelly reached down, in full view of Rachel and started to play with my cock through my swim trunks. I wasn’t wearing a Speedo, but there wasn’t a lot of extra room either.

The girls both giggled as Kelly stroked my prick. It only took a couple of minutes before I had a six-inch tent poking out from my crotch. The suit was thin enough that they could easily make out the shape of my helmet. I couldn’t help but see that Rachel was smiling. After ten minutes of her playing, Kelly had me badly wanting to cum.

Everyone knows that point when the tone changes. Things go from giggles to quiet. Faces go from smiles to something more intense. Things go from fun to hardcore. We were there.

And then we arrived at the country gas station/propane depot/convenience store/liquor store/cheese factory. I turned off the car and sat there for a moment. Kelly let go of my cock. The parking lot was very busy. I suggested that the girls go in without me.

Kelly insisted that I come along. “I’ll distract them,” she said and she pulled her triangles apart in the center, narrowing the covering of her nipples, showing much more of her boobs, and nearly flashing areolae. Rachel pulled her triangles apart as well. I saw a flash of a brown nipple as she adjusted. I wasn’t sure their plan was helping me, but Kelly was horny as hell and wanted to go show off.

Into the store we went. The plan did work from the standpoint that no one noticed my hardon. Everyone was drooling over Kelly and Rachel. I went to the drink coolers, opened a door, and stared in. It got my dick down to not stiff, just bigger looking, which actually made me look pretty good in that suit. As I walked around the store, more than one woman glanced at my not hard, just large, cock.

I watched as the girls made a few laps throughout the store. I noticed that Kelly had either tugged her suit down, or it had just slipped because it was too big. In any case, the bottom was barely covering the top of her ass crack.

As we waited to check out both Rachel and Kelly were gripping two big bottles of Tab in front of their tits. It was just begging for men to stare at their “jugs”. And they all did. One guy walked past them after he had checked out. “Damn. Makes me thirsty.”

I was behind both of them watching their cute butts and half-naked bodies along with the rest of the men. At first, I thought I wasn’t seeing it right, but the more I looked at Rachel’s butt the more convinced I was that she had her suit tugged way into her crack. Her tan lines gave it away. I had to grab a bag of chips to buy. I needed something to hold in front of me as my cock was full-on stiff again. I discreetly tried to lay it flat against me instead of sticking straight out.

I opened the trunk and we deposited our purchases. As I held the car door for the girls, they both smiled appreciatively at my swim trunks as they slid across the seat. As soon as I started the car, Kelly and Rachel were laughing and gabbing away about the looks they had received. It sounded like I actually missed quite a bit.

Kelly had bent over at the waist causing the back of her suit to pull down and reveal her butt crack. When she stood back up, her suit stayed down. She let a couple of guys catch a look at that. She caught one guy in his twenties really staying close to her. Standing in the snack aisle, she “adjusted” her top and slowly flashed him her nipples, one at a time.

In another aisle, Rachel decided to join in and as she and Kelly stood in front of each other adjusting and deciding if everything was just so, she quickly flashed her nipples to a couple of guys.

What surprised me, shocked me, actually, was not that Kelly had been trolling. That was almost a given by that point in her life. It was the fact that Rachel was right there with her that shocked me. And yes, Rachel said that she had bent over at the waist, like Kelly, and felt her suit creep up into her crack. She didn’t tug it out. She left it up there. When no one was looking, she bent over and spread her cheeks so it went even further up her crack. Her tan lines made it quite obvious.

Kelly’s hand had slipped to my crotch again. I was so hard it almost hurt. Kelly asked Rachel if they should “let him out before he hurts?” Rachel nodded immediately. Now, I knew how I felt about Rachel. I had, of course, hoped it was maybe reciprocal. But in that minute, I found without a doubt that it was. Rachel was enthusiastic about seeing my cock.

We had to hold out for another few minutes before we got to the ranger station where we would be checked and waved through. In those minutes I took a good look at Kelly’s bikini. I could make out the bumps of her hard nipples poking through her suit. Both girls shifted a bit so I could see that Rachel was also poking through her suit. Kelly’s hand never left my cock. She felt me throbbing. She turned to Rachel, “I think he likes what he sees.”

Kelly removed her hand from my cock just long enough for the female summer intern Ranger to pop her head into the car before passing us through. Had my dick been loose, I could have nailed her right in the eye with a cum shot! Lord, I was wound up. Even a chick in a Ranger uniform had me going. But she did have a pretty face…

As soon as we reached fifteen MPH cruising velocity, Kelly wiggled around in her seat and got my cock and balls out of my suit. She quickly sat down and leaned back so Rachel could lean forward and gaze at my hard-on. At that moment, it felt like a long-time fantasy was being fulfilled for both of us. Rachel was staring at my hard cock and smiling. Kelly gently continued to stroke my cock.

A few miles up the road, I pulled into a long drive of an acquired, abandoned farmhouse. We all got out. I started to tuck away my hard-on and Kelly insisted that I don’t. Onward we walked with my dick leading the way. The house had been emptied but no one had broken out the windows or done the ignorant things that typically happen to abandoned structures.

We explored it because it was kind of cool and it grabbed our attention. In an upstairs closet, we found a box of magazines from the 1930s that seemed pretty cool. We determined that was the only thing left in the house and decided to take them. We ended up in an upstairs room overlooking where our car was parked.

As I looked out the window, Kelly sidled up to me and started to again slowly stroke my cock hanging out of my swimsuit. A moment later and Rachel was on my other side. She reached down and both of them were stroking my cock. Wherever heaven was, I went someplace far north of there!

I used my hand to untie Kelly’s top string behind her neck and her top fell from her boobs. Her nipples looked like red peanut M&M’s: That red, that hard, and that big. Then I moved to Rachel. She helped by leaning forward so I could reach under her hair and untied her knotted top string. She stood straight and I nearly fainted.

Rachel had perfectly rounded mounds of firm tit meat with puffed-out areolae topped with stiff little brown tips. I was speechless. It was Christmas morning times one hundred. Kelly broke my fog. “Let’s make him cum. You won’t believe how much he shoots.”

Okay, that brought me around, because she was right. I didn’t need a huge cum stain on my swimsuit. I held myself on their shoulders as they pushed my swimsuit to my feet and I kicked it off. I pulled off my T-shirt and was naked. I looked at them both and said “Let’s see you too.”

Kelly quickly untied the back string of her top and got out of her bottoms. Kelly wasn’t shaving her pussy yet back then but she did trim it up during the summer. She had taken scissors to her bush and cut down the forest and then used her razor to ensure nothing would poke out of her suit around the edges. I could tell that Rachel did not trim because throughout the day I had been noticing stray black pussy hairs sticking out of her suit.

Rachel took it slower. She carefully untied the back string and removed her top. As she bent over to push down her bottoms she commented to Kelly, “You keep yours looking so nice. Mine’s a mess.” And as she revealed her naked body in front of me, she did have a stereotypical 1970’s furburger. But it was black and it went well with her long black hair. Kelly’s hair was lighter. Having her cunt hair trimmed down so you could see skin made it appear more that the carpet matched the drapes.

That was just a time-standing-still first impression of seeing Rachel. The big picture was a fantasy fulfilled. My cock was leaking pre-cum like a bad faucet. Rachel had to ask and Kelly explained. Then they both decided that it was for me to put on the show. They stepped onto either side of the window, facing me. They had me step to within a foot or so of the window.

I stared at them. They responded by both rubbing and mashing their boobs for me. We all knew this wouldn’t take long. Kelly also made clear that due to our next stop that I dare not spray either of them with cum. She wanted me to spray the window.

I closed my eyes for just a moment and envisioned my cock inside of Rachel. That was all it took. ONE. TWO. THREE. Four. Five, six. Some cum actually splashed back off of the window and hit my belly.

After I had squeezed the last few drops onto the floor, Kelly leaned over and licked and sucked me clean. I was looking at naked Rachel with my cock in a mouth. The half-limp I had become was as far down as the monster would go. I started to stiffen up again. Kelly felt it. She moaned her quiet approval. She stayed down there and worked on sucking me back to life.

With Kelly sucking my cock, I reached out and pulled Rachel to me. It was too hot and sweaty for us to hug, but I got one hand on her little butt and used the other to feel up her boobs. And yes, her boobs were as incredibly firm as I had suspected. Her puffy areolae were fascinating to play with.

Kelly was as horny as hell. She pulled off my cock and hissed: “Fuck yeah! Nice and hard!” Then Kelly motioned for Rachel to join her on their knees. In a New York minute, Rachel was on her knees in front of me sucking my cock. She looked up at me with her huge brown eyes and tried to smile as she swallowed me.

Rachel needed no lessons. I had no idea what her personal business was? She never spoke of a boyfriend and she didn’t bring one around when the two families were together. But somewhere along the line, she learned to suck cock. If sheer willpower could have made me cum, I would have in that instant.

Kelly had leaned forward on the window frame, her body on display if anyone showed up to take a look. Although she was careful to not get my wet cum mess on herself. She wiggled her ass at me. I knew where my bread was buttered. I gently pulled out of Rachel’s mouth, stepped forward, squatted, and mounted Kelly from behind

Things got intense real fast. I was in the Superman zone. I could fuck like a machine with no chance of cumming very soon. Kelly was screaming out orgasms that had been pent up since we’d last fucked on Thursday. Rachel admitted that she was a virgin and didn’t know what to think. Rachel was still on her knees and had just twisted in place. She was watching Kelly and me fuck from right within the splash zone.

I fucked Kelly hard through a second screamer. Kelly took charge. She pulled off of me. She pulled Rachel up. “You’re going to give it up to someone. Why not someone who cares about you? You’ll know him forever and he’ll always be kind to you. And to top it off, he really knows how to use that thing,” as Kelly tugged on my cock.

Kelly helped Rachel lean forward onto the wall. She used her hands to spread Rachel’s little butt cheeks apart. I used a hand to feel up her very slippery, very snug, very furry cunt. Soon I was fucking her with two fingers. Kelly tweaked Rachel’s nipples and both of us together brought Rachel to an orgasm. She kind of shuddered as she came. Instead of exploding out, she seemed to suck it all in. Her pussy flooded my hand with lube as she came.

I easily slipped my cock inside of her. Hymens are mostly myth as far as I’m concerned. I’ve broken three virgins in my life, each without blood or a struggle. Maybe back in the dark ages? Not with physically active girls.

I was going at it slowly with Rachel. After a few minutes, she whispered “harder.” I picked it up and she came a second time in short order. Kelly stayed in the mix and was moving around playing with my balls, wrapping her thumb and forefinger around my dick as I fucked, playing with her and Rachel’s nipples.

I had sweat running off of me like a faucet. I was fucking Rachel at warp speed. Kelly got on her knees behind me, spread my ass cheeks, and was lapping at my balls. I crossed the mark. “I’m going to cum!”

I pulled out of Rachel, Kelly popped up and pushed Rachel to her knees. She knew to open her mouth. I jerked my cock and at the last moment pushed it deep into Rachel’s face. She engulfed me and I shot one strong blast of cum into her throat. Rachel held still until I was done. I pulled out and she quickly swallowed my load.

We realized we’d probably been gone too long. We quickly got dressed and grabbed the box of magazines. When we arrived at the camp, everyone was preparing food, hanging around the fire, taking naps, just doing their thing. Folks thought the old magazines were pretty cool. We hadn’t been missed at all.

Rachel and I worked very hard to make it look like we hadn’t fucked. For years, we kept that up.

That night, I was tossed from my pup tent so Rachel and Kelly could share the tent. They stayed up and whispered nearly all night. About nothing but sex. Rachel had wanted me for at least as long as I had her. I was the object of her masturbation sessions. She was actually thrilled the more she thought about it that I was the one who got her cherry. She was deeply appreciative of Kelly that she made it happen.

Rachel was very surprised to hear about my wild sex life with Kelly. Apparently, Kelly dumped it all on the table. Rachel, on the other hand, had only blown one guy once and another guy maybe a dozen times. She had never let anyone finger her, see her naked, or even touch her boobs. Her mind was blown by hearing about Kelly’s teenage exploits.

The best part of the story is that this was the first time I fucked Rachel. It was not the last.