Sit by Claire

You've always like redheads. You sit next to Claire, who is actually pretty cool and collected. She sits beside you, chatting and flirting without looking uncomfortable, and without letting her curiosity get the best of her. For most of the evening, she doesn't even look at your penis. Meanwhile, Rebecca can't take her eyes off Cammy's.

"So what were you doing out here?" Claire asks you. "In the first place."

"Training," Cammy replies simply.

"You must train a lot," Rebecca says, openly and thirstily admiring Cammy's ripped physique.

"I do," Cammy replies like it's no big deal.

"We're athletes," you add.

"The Soccer Camp," Claire says. "We might check that out," she adds to Rebecca.

"I thought you were swimmers," you say.

"How hard can soccer be?" she asks playfully.

"It takes a lot of skill and practice," you say, feeling defensive.

"Like anything else," Cammy agrees.

"Swimming," Rebecca says.

"Fighting," Cammy replies.

"Making love," you suggest.

"I'm supposed to believe you're good at that?" Claire asks mildly as the flames crackle.

You knew that Claire was down the minute you sat next to her, and the way she talked to you. And Rebecca... obviously just follows Claire's lead. It takes another hour of flirty small talk, complete with Claire remarking on what a warm evening it is and taking off her top before she's underneath you in the tent, naked and covered in sweat.

It's not a very big tent, and your hip keeps bumping against Cammy's... Rebecca is on her back right next to Claire, her legs tight around Cammy's waist. You know what Claire wants, and you're giving it to her fast, keeping her breasts bouncing and her breaths coming out ragged. She's flaming hot inside, and slick as hell. Her beautiful red hair is all over the place, looking shiny and sexy in the light from the flashlight lying beside you.

Meanwhile, Cammy is tender with Rebecca, looking into her eyes and thrusting slowly.

Something bumps your arm. You see Rebecca reaching out and grabbing for Claire's hand. Claire finds it and holds it tight as Rebecca moans. They're pretty good friends if they want to lie there holding hands while they get fucked...

You're still a little pissed at Claire for belittling football, so you make her cum... then pull out and climb up to give her a porn finish. She just laughs and wipes her face off.

Beside her, Cammy goes in, legs rigid and Rebecca squealing. They shake together, and Cammy finally pulls out, a gush of cum pouring out of Rebecca's pussy.

You're all exhausted. You lie down beside Claire, watching curiously as Cammy gently cuddles Rebecca, who is curled up and still quivering. You prop yourself up on one elbow and help Claire clean off her sticky face.

"Am I good at it?" you ask her.

"I don't remember," she says. "Show me again."