Step-Sister gets fucked during her family camping trip

The sun glistened off her curves as she stretched, yawning languidly. It was still early, the air crisp with morning dew, birds chirping in the trees nearby. She shuffled out of her tent, bleary-eyed but craving caffeine and bacon. Her step-father and step-brother were already up, the father matter-of-factly serving strips of crispy bacon on paper plates while the son finished setting up the camping coffee pot.

She padded over, her bare feet sinking into the lush grass dewy with condensation. “Morning” she drawled, sliding closer to her step-brother who stared at her barely covered body appreciatively.

“Morning sis,” he replied, his voice husky with sleep. She grinned, seeing the prominent tent in his shorts that morning wood created. His eyes roved over her body, lingering on her shapely thighs, her full breasts practically spilling out of her thin tank top.

Her step-dad handed her a plate of bacon, glancing at her with an almost imperceptible pausing and raised eyebrows. “Here ya go sweetie. Oh, and sorry, we didn’t start breakfast too early, didn’t want to disturb your beauty rest.”

She took the plate, grabbing a strip and popping it in her mouth with a lick of her lips. “Mmm thanks dad, I appreciate it. Though you should know, my beauty sleep and I can handle a bit more.” She winked, smirking. She loved getting a rise out of her step-dad and brother both, seeing who she could rile up more.

The brother courage of his youth rallied back boldly. “I can get up anytime I need to,” he said, puffing his chest out a bit. She giggled, leaning against him. “Mmm is that so?”

Her father was observing them, taking a bite of bacon himself and keeping a neutral but interested expression. “Everything alright over there you two?”

He chuckled. He knew his son was a horny young man, and his step-daughter seemed more than happy to engage him, poking snakes with a stick. This camping trip might be harder to manage than he thought.

She turned to her step-dad, putting a hand on his arm. “Depends what you mean by alright, dad.” She purred, biting her bottom lip. “Is it not alright to…indulge?”

Her dad paused, looking at her with a furrowed brow. Her step-brother gaped, mouth agape at her boldness. She giggled again, shrugging. “What, too early? Okay, okay. I’ll go find the shampoo and take a shower. Catch you guys on the flip side, yeah?”

She turned, her hips swaying more than necessary despite the thin shorts she wore. Her step-brother zoned out, watching her walk away – no, moonwalk, she loved a walk-fade – as his father cleared his throat loudly.

“You alright son?”

“Mmhmm?” He barely registered.

“Earth to bro,” his dad laughed. “Don’t hurt yourself getting too lost in the view, okay?”

“Oh, yeah, uh, sure thing dad. Whatever you say.” He finally looked up, embarrassed to be caught staring. His dad simply smirked, shaking his head as he ate more bacon.

The young man’s mind was whirling, mind racing in fantasies of his step-sister’s body. He had always admired her, from a distance, but this trip was the most flirty and provocative she had ever been. Was she hinting at something else?

He couldn’t get the image of her out of his head – those shorts, that tank top, the way she moved. He decided then he had to confront her later, see if there was more to her propositions than parlor tricks. Maybe this trip could be a special bonding time…

She strolled through the trees, blowing her wet hair dry with a towel. She let it drop, not having a bra on under the tank top. The wet fabric adhered to her skin, definitions and curves visible. She grinned to herself, enjoying the teasing she got from both her step-dad and step-brother.

She walked back to the campsite, more significantly putting more sway than necessary in her hips. She popped back into the site, her father and brother both looking at her with rapt attention. She giggled, hands on her hips.

“Like the new skin tone?” She joked, but something more promising was in her eyes.

Her step-dad just looked, squinting. “Tanning lotion?”

“Of course it is,” she said with a grin. “How else would it be, dad? Hm…” She put a finger to her chin, tilting her head cutely and teasingly.

Her step-brother was enthralled, mouth gaped. “Uh…”

“Uh indeed,” she giggled again. “Anyway, what’s on the agenda today, alright fine sirs?”