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   Story: Backyard Campout (1/7)   
   18 May 06 13:39:57   
   
   From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: Backyard Campout   
      
       MF, g, gg, incest   
      
       By bobandcarole   
      
      
      
       "Come on daddy, we won't cause any trouble please" my little 12 year old   
   daughter begged me.   
      
       "It will be only two of my friends, we can put a tent in the backyard   
   and spend all week-end camped out, please daddy"   
      
       "Okay Heather, only two friends and no making a lot of noise late at   
   night, I don't need any complaints from the neighbors" I told her.   
      
       Heather screamed her delight and threw her arms around my neck kissing   
   my cheek.   
      
       "I love you daddy" she said as she ran to call her friends on the phone.   
      
       I chuckled to myself thinking of the fun I use to have camping out in   
   the backyard when I was young.  My friends and I would roam the   
   neighborhood, peeking into windows in hope of seeing some bare skin.  I   
   sometimes wish I was young again to be that care free once again.  I can't   
   complain about my life.  I have a great job, nice home and a lovely 12 year   
   old daughter who is healthy and happy.  My wife has been dead for over 2   
   years and Heather and I are getting along just fine.  It was very hard at   
   first but with the help from family and friends it is a lot easier now.   
      
       Heather came back and told me that Jody and Barb were coming over this   
   afternoon to set up the tent and put the sleeping bags inside.  I told her   
   that we should go to the store and stock up on all the junk food that they   
   will need to survive out in the wild.   
      
       "Oh daddy, you're silly.  It's only the backyard" she giggled at me.   
      
       "Still, we better stock up on snacks and sodas for you three" I told   
   her.   
      
       I took Heather to the grocery store and we stocked up on pretzels,   
   chips, cookies and soda.  I grabbed some hamburger and hot dogs for   
   tomorrow.  After we checked out we headed for home.  After we unloaded the   
   goodies in the kitchen, Heather went to get her sleeping bag up from the   
   basement.  As she was coming up the stairs the other girls arrived for the   
   sleep over.  Jody and Barb were both the same age as Heather.  The three 12   
   year olds ran up the stairs to Heather's room.  I watched as they left the   
   family room.  Jody and Barb were almost identical to Heather in body   
   development.  They all just had the beginnings of breasts.  They had little   
   puffers that were topped with hard nipples showing through their light   
   colored shirts.  I scolded myself for looking and thinking about their   
   small tits even though it gave me a massive hard on.  I could hear them   
   giggling up in my daughter's room.   
      
       "Daddy, where are the lanterns" Heather asked me as the three preteens   
   came into the family room.   
      
       "In the garage" I told her.   
      
       I heard the back door slam shut as they went to find the lanterns.   
   After a few minutes I walked to the window and saw that they found them and   
   were heading for the tent.  I watched television until almost 11.  I then   
   headed out to the backyard to say good night to the three kids.  As I   
   walked out into the yard I could hear the soft whispering and giggles   
   coming from the tent.  I coughed lightly to let them know I was coming.  I   
   opened the flap of the tent and saw my daughter and her friends sitting   
   cross legged on top of their sleeping bags.  I told them that I expected   
   them to behave and not make to much noise.  They promised to be good and I   
   went back into the house heading for bed.   
      
       "Okay, dad's gone to bed, what should we do" Heather asked her friends.   
      
       "I know, let's go peek in people's windows" Barb said excitedly.   
      
       "Yeah, good idea, people will be getting ready for bed, we might see   
   some guy naked" Jody exclaimed.   
      
       The three girls left the tent quietly and walked around the side of the   
   house to be sure that my light was off.  The three of them headed down the   
   street looking for a house that had a light on.  The came to the Baxter's   
   house and noticed that the light was on in the bathroom.  Heather crept up   
   and peeked in the window just under the blinds.  She could see Mr.  Baxter   
   stepping out of the tub.  She motioned for her friends to come over and the   
   three of them had their eyes glued to the bathroom window.  They saw Mr.   
   Baxter drying his body off and giving his hard cock a few pulls with his   
   hand.  The three girls all let out a small gasp at the site of his cock.   
   It was the first real one they had ever seen.  When he shut the lights off   
   and left the room they headed back to the street.  They sat by the bushes   
   and talked about what they all saw.   
      
       "Hey look, the light just went on in their bedroom" Jody said to her   
   friends.   
      
       They all turned towards the house and looked at the window with the   
   light on.   
      
       "Look, the curtain is open a little, let's go check it out" Barb said as   
   she began to walk back towards the house.   
      
       Heather and Jody followed silently behind her.  They crept up to the   
   window and saw that Mr.  and Mrs.  Baxter lying in bed watching TV.  The   
   three girls were just about to leave when they saw Mr.  Baxter reach over   
   and rub his wife's breast.  They saw her smile and reach between his legs.   
      
       The girls ducked down below the window and whispered to each other.   
   They argued about whether they should stay or not.  They agreed to watch   
   for just a little while.  When they looked back into the room they saw that   
   Mrs.  Baxter was down by her husband's cock stroking it up and down.  They   
   watched as she put it in her mouth and sucked it into her mouth.  They   
   started at her wondering to themselves what it was like to suck a cock.   
   They watched as Mr.  Baxter turned his wife around and began to lick her   
   pussy.   
      
       Heather, Barb and Jody watched in fascination as the Baxter's ate each   
   other out.  They saw Mrs.  Baxter push her pussy down on his face and heard   
   a soft moan through the window as they watched her juice flow from her   
   cunt. Mrs.  Baxter sucked her husbands and then pulled it out of her mouth   
   and used her hands.  They three young preteens witnessed his cock shooting   
   strings of hot sticky cum all over his wife's face.  They watched in   
   amazement as she used her finger to clean her face and then lick her finger   
   clean.  The light went off in the room and the girls snuck back to the   
   road.   
      
       "Did you see that" Heather asked the other preteens.   
      
       "Yeah, that was so neat" Jody replied.   
      
       "I'm kind of wet between my legs" Barb said.   
      
       The other two girls told her that they were too.  I guess watching the   
   Baxter's go us excited.  They decided to go back to the tent for awhile and   
   get something to eat.  When they got into the tent they busted out laughing   
   at what they just saw.   
      
       "Did you see Mr.  Baxter's dick.  It was all hard and big" laughed Jody.   
      
       "What about Mrs.  Baxter's pussy all covered with hair" giggled Heather.   
      
      
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