Tina Wendy My mate and I loaded my Motorhome, Hitched the trailer and stowed all the fishing kit. Then we hit the road. We were off for a three week fishing holiday. We arrived at a place called Burton Bradstock. I had been before and knew quite a few fishing spots. We walked round the site looking for the best place to park up. The site was like a bowl and around about a third of the rim had a bank that butted up against a river. There were small roads on the sit and one of branches ended against the edge of the bowl where the river ran and was a dead end. We quickly set up with the motorhome still on the road with the trailer nearest the river. I put up our awning and did the few other jobs required. Then on with the kettle. We sat watching others milling about the site. We could hear music coming from the club house. Not far from u,s two girls in their early twenties were dropped off, along with all their kit, by a transit van that then drove away. They had a lot of kit and started to unpack a fairly large tent. They seemed to have little clue about how to assemble the tent and quickly several men were there to assist them. The tent was soon up and the men assisted in blowing up their beds and stowing all their kit. Brian and I locked up and went to look at where I thought we might fish overnight. We arrived back late in the afternoon and I got the gas barbecue from the trailer and started to cook the steaks, mushrooms and tomatoes. We ate watching the girls sunbathing on towels outside their tent. Their tiny two piece bikinis left little to the imagination. The blond was definitely not a natural blond. Enough said. We finished eating and discussed what kit we would use for the nights fishing. After cleaning and putting away the plates and Barbecue, we set about setting up our tackle. The clubhouse suddenly came alive and we decided to spend a few hours in the club house before going off fishing. We st down with a pint each and watched the kids and a few couples dancing on the floor to the music. Then in came the two girls and went to the bar. Brian quipped that he wouldn't mind landing the blond. Very quickly they were surrounded by men buying them drinks. It was like bees around the honey jar. Then the time came for us to leave and go fishing. On leaving the club house we discovered that it was pouring with rain. we took our kit and decided to fish in the river instead of the spot we had scoped out due to the rain. This is a good time to point out that the river is tidal as it meets the sea about 400 yard further down the site. We hadn't been fishing long when Brian caught the first fish and I the second and was unhooking the third when people started to spill out of the club. The rain was down to a light drizzle. We watched as the two girls entered their tent and put on a very bright light and started to strip off each others clothes. Their silhouettes were clearly visible on the canvas due to the bright light. The girls then kissed each other quite passionately and then slipped down away from the light and then it went out. The show had given me a hard on. We weren't the only ones watching, quite a crown, mainly men had watched to show. We were back to the fishing. Brian had just hooked another when the rain started again and continued to get heavier and heavier. At this point I noticed that the water was rising fairly fast. Over the next twenty minutes it continued to rise and eventually I told Brian to pack up as within another twenty minutes it would be coming over the banks. We took our kit back to the motorhome and stowed them away. I took another look and the water was now just three inches from the top. I alerted those nearest the river of the situation, some decided to ignore me and others came to look. Most of them started to pack their kit up. I called on the girls, who told me to go away. Then the water breached the bank and ran like a river through the camp site. Some of those that ignored me could now hear the commotion of people scrambling to pack their lit up and flee. I moved the motor home further onto the site away from the flowing water. Brian and I assisted some of the people to throw their stuff in their cars and get them and their kids away from any danger. The girls had still not moved. Then as I helped a couple and their kids a caravan washed past in the river of water now steadily flowing. I went back to the girls as the water was now just ten feet from their tent. I got another go away and decided that life came before pleasantries and unzipped their tent. I got a mouthful of abuse from the blond as another caravan sailed past. Suddenly they realized that they were now in danger. The grabbed some clothes and their handbags and still in flimsy nighties came outside. The water was lapping at the foot of their tent. I ushered them into my motorhome as we watched their tent slowly at first and then with a gush flood with water. Most people had or were now packing up. There were 5 tents totally flooded and people milling about. I watched as the girls stripped off their nighties and dressed. Nearly everyone had fled the site and I had moved the motorhome several times to higher ground as Brian and I assisted those still trying to rescue their belongings. Then it was all but over as a sudden surge of water engulfed any remaining belongings. Fortunately everyone was safe even if they had lost their possessions. Brian and I got back into the motorhome and drove just outside the entrance gate and stopped. The girls had only their clothes that wore, handbags and nighties. They talked about what they could do and it transpired that the tent and equipment belonged to Tina's dad. (The blond). He was the man that had dropped them and was probably the other end of the country due to his work. Wendy's parents did not have a car, so it transpired that the girls were stranded with little money and even less clothes. The good news was that it had stopped raining. Looking back all we could see was water and the top of one tent and three roofs of caravans.. The re was only a very small amount of the club house still visible. What are we going to do the girls kept asking each other. I offered that they could stay with us in the motorhome if they wished. They looked at me and then Brian and whispered to each other and then accepted the offer. I drove away from the site and two hours later I pulled into another site that I had been to before. I set the motorhome up for the night and made us a cup of tea. It was05:00 in the morning and Brian and I had no sleep and the girls only a little. I suggested that we get some shut eye. The motorhome is a four birth and two births have to be made up. I assumed that the girls would sleep together and Brian and I share the other bed. There was nowhere for privacy to change. The girls to our amazement just stripped and put their nighties on. Then they whispered to each other and giggled and Tina got in one bet and Wendy in the other. Brian and I both stripped and I got in with Wendy and Brian with Tina. The beds in motorhomes are quite tight and there was no way that you could keep separate and not touch. My cock was throbbing and whether I liked it or not I was touching Wendy's leg. Her hand grasped my cock and she whispered, "I will have to take care of this if we are to get any sleep," as she started to wank me off. I slipped and arm around her and squeezed her breast. She turned to face he and our tongues met. We were trying to keep quiet so the other two couldn't hear what we were doing. Suddenly there was no point, as Tina squealed then groaned and the motorhome rocked as Brian was trying to rock Tina's world. I now had my hand in Wendy's fanny as we kissed and she wanked my cock. I was thinking what a luck bastard Brian was fucking Tina when all I was getting was wet fingers and a wank. That quickly changed as Wendy swung her leg over mine and she was on top lowering her fanny onto the cock she was holding. The she was off like a stallion riding for the finish line. She was grunting and groaning as she galloped us right to the finish line. Brian and Tina came in a close second. Not quite a photo finish. I woke to Wendy stroking my cock. Daylight was flooding the motorhome and looking at my watch it was 11:00. "would you like me to deal with this, "Wendy asked waggling my stiff cock." Of course i told her yes and she wriggled down and blew me off sucking all my spunk into her mouth and swallowing. We couldn't go any where as the other two's bed blocked the kitchen area and the door to outside. Wendy and I dressed and just lay on the bed quietly talking. She wanted to know our plans. I explained it was a fishing holiday and there was no reason for us not to continue with it. Brian and Tina were now awake and tried to hide that they were in the spoon position and screwing. The gasp as Tina came more than gave it away as Brian pumped hes load into her. They dressed and we stowed beds away and went out into the sun. I started breakfast and Brian was setting up the awning and tables and chairs. We only had two chairs, so Brian put our fishing boxes for us to sit on. The girls went off to the toilet block. "Bloody hell. I didn't expect that last nigh," Brian said. "That Tina is a fine piece of arse and a bloody good fuck." I told him that Wendy was very good too. The girls arrived back and we sat having breakfast. Wendy and I have been talking. We would like to stay with you two until we can contact my dad and arrange to be picked up, if you don't mind." Tina asked. Mind we were over the moon at their decision. Fishing and a fuck, what could be better. We quickly told them yes and sealed the deal with kisses. Tina kissed me first wrapping her tongue around mine and then she kissed Brian. Wendy did the same but in the opposite order. Then we went for a walk. Wendy held my hand and Tina held Brian's as we walked down to the sea. The girls laughed and joked and told us that the routine of looking dumb was one they had played before. They told us that men always fell over themselves to assist them. In reality they were more than capable of putting a tent up. The strip routine with the lamp was also deliberate to tease the men on site. They laughed that the men would fall over themselves to buy them drinks, even some of the married ones. It turned our that they lived only twenty miles from us and I told them not to bother Tina's father I would drop them off at the end of our holiday in just under three weeks time. They quickly agreed. That night we did not go fishing as we readied for bed both girls gave us the same sexy strip they would do in front of their lamp ending in a passionate kiss with each other. I was now on my bed with a throbbing boner. as was Brian. Then instead of Wendy joining me, Tina climbed into my bed and snuggled up to me. Wendy did the same with Brian. I went to turn the lights out and Tina giggled, "No. Leave them on." Brian and I fucked our new bed mates, and as we recovered the girls swapped beds again. This time I turned the lights off and gave Wendy a long slow fucking as we tongue wrestled . This time we came in second by a very long way. This was turning into one of the best holidays I ever had. Night after night the girls would pick a bed and sometime later swap beds and other times remain in the same bed. Of the two I preferred Wendy, and I seemed to really click with her. Tina was still a damn good fuck and was probably better at sucking cock than Wendy. Not too much fishing was done during the holiday. The last night the girls fucked both of us several times on the beach where we were fishing. The also put on a girly show for us. Back in the motorhome Tina decided that she wanted my bed and as my hard cock throbbed against her arse she steered my cock up her butt hole and for the first time in my life I fucked a girls arse hole. She was tight and I didn't lat long. We dropped the girls off at Tina's house as previously discussed and after kisses and cuddles and the odd grope, Brian and I left for home. Two weeks later Brian informed me that the girls were coming and staying at his house that evening. We sucked and fucked the pair of them for hours before we slept. The next morning Brian announced that he and Tina were getting married. Wendy and I was shocked, but pleased for them. He was going to marry Tina, the very same Tina that I had sucked and fucked last night. We celebrated by fucking both of them again. Five months later Brian married Tina. That night, their honeymoon, Wendy and I shared the motorhome with them. The girls hopped beds several times. The next day Wendy and I took Brian's car and left the newlyweds with the motorhome for a fortnight. Wendy spent that night in my bed. In the morning she told me she had a new boyfriend and this was our last time together, After the honeymoon I slept with Tina a few more times and we had one more foursome with Wendy just before she got married. That was the last I saw of Wendy and Tina and Brian eventually moved away due to work and having just had there third child. I still have my fond memories.