The sound of laughter and voices drifted through the trees. I had only just snuggled into my maggot (sleeping bag) and was preparing for a quiet night under the stars. The noises grew louder and a flicker of light filtered through the trees. It was looking like my quiet night was going to be disturbed!

The light turned out to be those tiny LED lamps you see on mobile phones and the voices belonged to a small group of teenagers who soon stumbled into the clearing close to where I was wild camping under a tree. I say camping but I didn't have a tent, just a bivvy bag to keep the damp off my maggot (army slang for sleeping bag). I hadn't even set up a basha, which is just an army style basic shelter made from a poncho or a sheet of tarpaulin, as I wasn't expecting rain that night.

The teenagers started gathering wood from the edge of the clearing, one of them coming within three feet of my position. The light from her mobile phone flickered briefly over my face but she was too preoccupied to notice. They started trying to light a fire and their pathetic efforts, even with the help of a lighter, made me chuckle to myself. I was considering breaking cover to show them how it's done but they finally got something going and began emptying a small daysack of beer cans and a bottle of something or other.

I had wondered about my choice of campsite earlier as I surveyed the number of empty Fosters cans littering the clearing and the remains of an often used fire pit. It all looked a little old though so I figured I'd be ok for one night. How wrong was I! And I don't like being wrong!

I'm currently trekking the length of the Pennine Way, a 267 mile long distance trail in England. As a 55 year old ex army sergeant I prefer to trek in a military fashion, sleeping 'rough' in makeshift shelters most of the time and only occasionally staying in a B&B or official campsite for a shower or bath. I'm averaging around 25 to 30 miles a day so it should take me about 10 days to complete. I'm currently close to the small town of Gargrave, near Skipton in Yorkshire... perhaps a little too close if the local yobs came out to this remote wood to drink themselves to oblivion and smoke weed, judging from the acrid smell of the smoke drifting across the clearing.

The fire was going strong, strong enough that I could feel the warmth on my face as I studied the group. There were four of them, two lads and two girls. Both of the lads looked around 13 or 14 years old. The taller of the two, wearing a baseball cap on backwards, was clearly the the group's alpha male. His sidekick was noticeably shorter and wore spectacles. One of the girls, wearing a red boob tube or tube top, looked about the same age as the lads. She was definitely baseball cap's girl as they were sat snuggled together on one side of the fire. The other girl was wearing knee length shorts and a crop top that exposed her pudgy tummy. She looked the youngest of the group, perhaps about 12 or 13 and, given the similarities between the two girls, was probably boob tube's little sister. Crop top and specs were definitely not an item. Though they sat together there was a personal space preserving gap between the two and they both looked a bit uncomfortable with the situation.

The chatter around their camp fire was all of the whining 'he said, she said' variety that seemed to dominate the typical teenagers life, liberally punctuated with plenty of 'fuckings' and other choice phrases. Beer cans were emptied, crushed and tossed into the bushes. The bottle was passed repeatedly between the two girls and foul smelling joints passed between them all. I felt myself drifting off with the boredom of it all. They were becoming ever more quieter as the drugs and alcohol befuddled their young brains. I felt safe enough allowing myself to sleep, figuring they'd have returned to Gargrave or wherever the he'll they came from, before I got up at dawn.

I woke suddenly as I heard voices and giggling very close to me. Baseball cap and boob tube had moved to my side of the clearing and were making themselves comfortable in some long grass close to my basha. I must have made some noise as I woke. Boob tube suddenly turned and stared right at me! I kept very still with my head facing the ground to prevent the firelight from illuminating my face.

"What's the matter?" Baseball cap asked.

"Shh, I think I heard something." Boob tube replied. They both stared right at me for a couple of tense seconds. How the fuck they couldn't see me I'll never know!

"Must have been a rabbit or something." Baseball cap offered as he pulled boob tube's boob tube down and started sucking on one of her nipples.

"Stop it you fucking twat!" She objected, turning her attention away from me and towards crop top and specs "they're watching." She was half right, crop top was watching, looking like she wished she was the focus of baseball cap's attention. Specs, on the other hand, was almost comatose, head bowed and in serious danger of rolling forward into the campfire.

Baseball cap ignored boob tube's objection and continued chewing on her ample bosom. He wormed his hand into her pants, crudely massaging her pussy and she forgot all about the audience, even returning the favour for baseball cap, fishing down the front of his jeans for his cock.

I watched the action as their passion increased barely three feet in front of me. I was amazed they were still able to function given the quantity of alcohol they'd consumed! I wouldn't have expected baseball cap's dick to get hard enough to fuck but he seemed determined to give it a go. My own cock was rock hard by this time! I had to carefully adjust my position to ease the discomfort. The free live pornography show in front of me was definitely having an effect.

I glanced over at the campfire and saw specs had fallen sideways and was lying on his side a safe distance from the fire. Crop top was downing the last mouthful from the bottle and trying to ignore my personal porn show.

Boob tube couldn't wait any longer, she was tugging her own leggings and panties down then helped baseball cap free his cock. Seconds later they were hooked up and baseball cap began pounding into boob tube's pussy. There followed a couple of minutes of moaning, squealing, sighing and grunting along with the rhythmic slap, slap, slap of flesh on flesh. I had to endure the grim sight of baseball cap's skinny arse rising and falling between the shallow V of boob tube's open thighs. Then in no time at all, baseball cap suddenly increased his rhythm and proclaiming his undying love for boob tube with phrases like "oh fuck yeah you bitch" and "take that you filthy cunt" as he unloaded his cum into her young pussy.

Now they had finished I was hoping they'd collect their sidekicks a fuck off home so I could get some kip. Maybe even treat myself to a quick wank first. It soon became apparent that wouldn't happen though, at least not any time soon. Both baseball cap and boob tube had fallen asleep. He had rolled off her and pulled his jeans up first but she was still on her back with her legs spread a snoring gently in post coital bliss.

Somehow I knew this would be the outcome. There's no way I could stay here now. They weren't waking up until after dawn and when they did they'd spot me easily enough, my cover was only good at night. I would have to relocate my camp whilst it was still dark and they were incapacitated. I checked on crop top. She had finally succumbed to the contents of the mystery bottle but was slumped a bit too close to the camp fire for my liking. I would have to do something about that before I left.

I crawled as quietly as I could out of my maggot and rolled the whole lot, sleeping mat, maggot and bivvy bag, into one big roll and secured it with a couple of bungee chords. It wasn't pretty but I was only moving a couple hundred yards and it would set up again quickly. I moved into the clearing and dumped my kit to check on the kids.

Baseball cap was curled up in the foetal position. His cap, which had stayed resolutely on his head throughout his passionate fling with boob tube, had finally fallen off. Boob tube was still on her back. The garment I'd named her after was scrunched around her stomach with her ample bosom on show. I couldn't resist giving one of them an exploratory stroke. It felt cool in the night air and invitingly soft to the touch. My cock was the complete opposite, hard and hot, which was giving me some very naughty ideas. Her leggings and knickers were still bunched around her ankles. Her plump swollen pussy topped with a fine bush of dark hair served only to stoke the fire in my loins. However, even in the dim light of the campfire I could see globs of baseball cap's cum dribbling from her cunt hole. I didn't fancy the thought of sloppy seconds though and mentally pushed the naughty ideas to the back of my mind.

Specs was in the classic recovery position which was fortunate because he'd puked and lay with his head in the pool of vomit. I shook my head in disgust and moved on to crop top. She was sitting slouched over in some sort of yoga position, the empty bottle of what turned out to be vodka lay between her feet. Her hair dangled only a few inches from the burning embers and if she toppled forwards she'd end up face down in the fire. Not good!

I stepped behind her and hauled her up by the armpits, half carrying and half dragging her to a patch of grass a few yards away, laying her on her back. Her top had ridden up exposing one braless titty. It was small and cone shaped and topped with a delightfully small nipple. I cupped my hand over it, discovering how soft it was. I lifted her top to expose and fondle her other little titty and was thinking I should re-evaluate her age downwards to 11 or 12. That thought made me realise I was more than likely molesting a child! Suddenly my cock was rock hard and throbbing again.

I considered my options. My head said walk away, get some kip and continue with the trek tomorrow. Trouble was my head wasn't the part of my anatomy I was using to think! Crop top was out for the count, I reasoned, she hadn't shown the slightest amount of consciousness whilst I'd manhandled her away from the fire. Would she be aware of someone fucking her? I hoped not. How many times had I got totally wrecked over the years and woke up the following morning not remembering anything about the night before!

I decided to proceed cautiously, gently sucking on those delightful titties whilst watching crop top for any sign she was aware what I was doing to her. No response. I slipped my hand between her legs to gently caress her young pussy through the fabric of her shorts. Still no response. I felt emboldened and unbuttoned the shorts then slid my fingers over her panty covered mound. I could feel the crack between her plump lips. She felt warm, soft and her panties were slightly damp but still no response.

Confident that she was clueless to what was happening, I pulled both shorts and panties down in one go. My God her pussy was gorgeous! I slipped a finger between her plump lips, stroking up and down the moist crack. I pushed a finger into her cunt hole. She was tight but there was no virginal barrier present suggesting she had already given her cherry to some lucky but ungrateful teenage slob. Her mound had just the smallest knot of fine hair above her slit, confirming my estimate of her young age.

I spread her legs and lowered my mouth to her pussy. She smelled musky with just the faintest hint of pee and when I slid my tongue along the length of her crack the delightful taste of her cunt honey almost made me cum in my pants! I only spent a couple of minutes sucking on her clitty and tonguing her cunt hole, after all, she couldn't exactly enjoy this given the state she was in. All I needed to do was make her as wet as possible to prepare her to accept my hard cock.

It was time I fucked her before I lost all control. I knelt up and dropped my pants whilst quickly checking on the other three kids. They were fine. I also took a couple of seconds to scan the woodland surrounding the clearing but to be honest my senses were seriously compromised by then. I could have had the entire population of Gargrave peering from the darkness for all I knew!

I shuffled between crop top's legs and lowered myself onto her. Using a hand I positioned my cock in her little crack and pushed slowly but firmly in. My God she was tight! The first thrust only succeeded getting my cockhead buried in her hole. Crop top moaned, mumbling something unintelligible. I continued pushing slowly in. Each thrust winning a little more ground until almost the full length of my cock was buried in the child's young cunt.

Here I paused. I needed too! I was just beginning to feel the first pulses of an orgasm but it was way too soon. I waited whilst the first rush of pleasure subsided and I had regained control. Crop top's pussy felt warm and tight around my hard shaft. The top of her head was just about level with my mouth, emphasising how young she must have been. Balancing on one arm, I caressed one of her juvenile titties and bent my head to kiss her slack, unresponsive lips.

Crop top's eyes slowly opened, glazed and unfocused. She tried to say something and I stopped kissing her to listen but it was slurred and incomprehensible. It was time I got on with fucking her. Some part of her brain was waking up to what was happening even though she was still in a drunken stupor.

I began fucking her. Slowly at first, then with increasing pace. I guess I must have stretched her cunt because the full length of my cock was sinking in to her warm pussy. She tried to say something again. It sounded like 'Vince, what are you doing!' but I couldn't be sure. Then she said "Don't do that Vince!" quite clearly. Maybe Vince was one of her two male companions, probably baseball cap judging by the look she gave him as he fucked her sister. She could be mistaking me for him. Her body was beginning to squirm under me and she was moaning. I needed to finish, and soon! The sap was rising, it wouldn't be too long now. I increased the pace another notch and the sound of flesh slapping flesh once again filled the clearing.

"Oh fuck yeah Vince!" Crop top gasped "Do it to me!" Suddenly she was on side and moaning with pleasure but it was me reaping the benefits, not the unfortunate yob, Vince.

Then suddenly I was cumming with an animal roar. Wave after wave of pure pleasure throbbed through my cock as I unloaded my cum into her young cunt. The last six or seven thrusts were brutal as I slammed into her hard enough to slide her slack body along the ground. Crop top called out something that could have been a high pitched 'VINCE!' but her face was buried in my chest effectively muffling the sound.

I lay on top of her, totally exhausted and panting. My cock slowly lost its stiffness and slipped from her tight cunt. Crop top was muttering incoherently again. It was time to go but it took me a few minutes to recover enough energy to lift myself off the girl. I looked down at crop top as I pulled my pants up. She lay totally exposed from her little titties right down to her ankles, cum dribbling from her little pussy, just like her sister. She looked gorgeous and inviting. My cock actually twitched at the sight but I couldn't risk hanging around much longer. I couldn't leave crop top exposed like that though. I spent a couple of minutes pulling her shorts up and her top down then arranged her into the recovery position in case she threw up.

Time to go. I picked up my kit and quietly left the clearing in search of another spot to spend what little of the night remained.