I started dating Tony before school got out when he told me we were going to California for a three-day music festival. His dad was letting him use his RV to travel and camp. Tony also invited his two best friends, Danny and Bob, which I thought was weird because we had just started having sex, and I thought he would want us to be alone. We left on a Tuesday, and Tony said we'd get to the festival on Friday morning. We weren't gone for a few hours when we pulled into a truck stop.
"Becca, take off your clothes and jump in bed. I'm hitting the bathroom, and we'll get a quicky in before we take off again," Tony told me.
"But Danny and Bob are here," I alerted him.
"Well, they'll have to get used to us naked and fucking on this trip. Tony said calmly.
"OK, they're your friends, "I answered.
I crawled into the bed and stripped out of my shorts and t-shirt, pulling the sheet over my naked body. Tony came out and stripped and crawled into bed, pulling the sheet off me, and his friends watched as we began to fool around. Tony's friends watched intently as my head bobbed up and down on his hard cock.
"Oh, baby, on your back," Tony ordered.
His friends had their eyes on me as I sat up, looked at them, and flipped on my back, spreading my legs for Tony.
"Um, yeah, that feels good," I moaned as Tony began to fuck my wet pussy.
"Oh, baby, your pussy is so tight," Tony moaned.
We were fucking like rabbits as the men watched us.
"Hey, Tony, can we join in the fun?" Bob asked.
Tony stopped fucking me, and we both looked at the men.
"Fuck no, get your own pussy if you want to fuck," Tont replied angrily.
With that, we began to fuck again.
"Yeah, yeah, fuck me, Tony fuck me," I squealed as I felt an orgasm building in my loins.
"Oh, fuck baby," Tony cried as he began to cum in me.
"Yeah, I'm coming, don't stop," I cried as our bodies tangled up.
"Fuck, that's good pussy, baby," Tony said, pulling his glistening cock out of my pussy and putting his shorts and t-shirt back on.
Tony walked back to the driver's seat as I ran to the bathroom to clean up, and I returned to the bed and dressed. Bob and Danny looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing what to say. Every few hours, Tony would pull off the highway and fuck me in front of his friends, and I could tell they were getting frustrated. Bob and Danny played cards at the table, and I walked up to talk to Tony.
"Hey, babe, maybe we shouldn't fuck in front of the guys, I don't think they like it," I said to him.
"Yeah, fuck them; I'm getting pussy whenever I want it. I don't care if they like it," Tont replied angrily.
I sat back down in one of the captain's chairs and waited for Tony to decide it was time to fuck me again. Tony and I fucked like horny dogs' for the next three days averaging five to six times a day, always in view of his friends. After the first day, I just wore a thong around the camper because I got tired of taking off and putting on my clothes. I'm a total slut, so it wasn't a big deal for me. And if Tony had told me, I would have happily fucked Bob and Danny when they wanted it also. I was sure Tony was dead against it, so I didn't mention it. We pulled into the campsite at the festival on Friday morning, Bob and Danny making themselves scarce, probably needing some time alone.
"Fuck, we forgot to stop at a store and get groceries," Tony cursed.
"Well, they have food tents here we can eat at," I said, offering an alternative.
"Fuck, do you have money for that? That food is expensive," He replied, making me feel foolish.
"We're going to the store," He barked at me.
Tony went to ask where the nearest store was and came back cursing.
"Fuck, it's an hour each way," He spat at me.
"Fuck dude, I'm done driving, good luck with that shit," I stood up and protested.
Tony was taken aback at my attitude and response, scratching his chin and looking around.
"Fine, you wait here for my boys, and I'll go get groceries for us," Tony said, trying to appease me.
Tony went to get food, and I sat on a picnic table in front of our campsite, soaking up the sun. I watched as the campers began to show up, the campsite getting more packed. I looked on as two guys walked by me; they were really tall, lean, and tan, and both had long blond hair and beards. They looked like hippies, wearing only long basketball shorts.
"Hey, beautiful," One of them said.
"Hi," I said as I waved at them, stifling a smile.
They continued to walk past me and, a few minutes later, came back and sat down on the picnic table with me.
"Hey, I'm Darren, and my friend is Lance, what's yours?" The handsome boys asked.
"Um, hi, my name's Becca," I said, checking them out.
"Where are you from Becca?" Lance asked.
"I live outside of Chicago, and I'm sure you guys are from Cali, right?" I asked, smiling.
"What, that's cool, but why would you assume we're from Cali? Darren asked.
"Because you're both tall, tan, and handsome," I replied, flirting slightly.
"Oh, watch out, Lance, she thinks we're handsome," Darren said, laughing.
"Are you here with your parents?" Lance asked.
"Oh, no, with my new boyfriend and his two best friends," I replied.
"Oh, nice, where are they?" Darren asked.
"Well, my boyfriend forgot to buy food, so he's on a trek to the store, hours away, and his friends are wandering somewhere
