Subject: Last Year At Church Camp
Story Codes: f-solo, Mf, oral
Diary Date: July 21, 2000
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Most people look back at church camp with a mix of nostalgia and “thank
God I don't have to go back”. For me, it was a lot of fun and I will
always have such good times to remember. This was my last year and my
first since my dad had started fucking me. Let’s just say that there is
a lot more to do at church camp than craft projects and hiking!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Thinking About Church Camp
Chapter 2 - Sunday – Seeing Mark for the First Time
Chapter 3 - Monday – Dreaming About Mark
Chapter 4 - Tuesday – Blowing Mark for the First Time
Chapter 5 - Wednesday – Mark Fucks Me
Chapter 6 - Thursday – BJ Under the Dock
Chapter 7 - Heading Home
Chapter 1 - Thinking About Church Camp
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Ever since I gave Steve, the older brother of one of my girlfriends, my
virginity the summer before I started high school, I’ve wanted (and had)
sex as often as possible. At first I only felt comfortable doing it with
Steve but he was a wonderful boyfriend and would fuck me as much as I
wanted in the months afterwards.
Steve made me feel special so you can imagine, how crushed I was when
Steve’s mom was transferred to California and so he and his brother and
sister had to move away later that winter.
Once Steve was gone, at first I just masturbated a lot but it didn’t take
long for me to realize how much I missed having someone show me how much
they wanted me, even if I wasn't the hottest girl in my class. For over
six months Steve had been the only boy I’d had sex with so it was time to
open my horizons - and my legs.
As it turned out, my fears were all for naught as I learned there were
lots of horny boys around who thought I was sexy and were more than
willing to do their best to show me. Somehow even though I had a very
active sex life, by staying involved in a school and church activities I
managed to avoid acquiring a public reputation as the school slut, at
least at first. Of course, when it came to the boys at school, well,
they knew who to come to for a great blowjob and I was never more proud
then when I overheard two guys saying what a great BJ I gave!
So summer was again in full bloom and I was enjoying myself. During
summer bikinis and cutoffs became the standard uniform for me and my
friends and we were all having a great time teasing the boys and
sometimes enjoying the fruits of our labors. Most of us had lost our
virginity by now although I was probably at the upper end of the scale
when it came to number of partners. My best friend Beth was ahead of me
but that was because she was known for being a party girl whereas I
preferred more the one-to-one dating routine.
Before I knew it, it was time for that annual rite of passage - church
camp. I’d been going to church camp every year since I was eight and
I’ve always looked forward to going back again. There was so much to do
– horse riding, swimming, crafts and worship. Being fifteen now, this
would be my last year so I was looking forward to being the senior group
finally.
Actually I was excited about going for a few other reasons as well.
During the last couple of years me and the other girls my age had started
flirting with some of the counselors at camp. We were barely teenagers
so it was all pretty much just innocent fun and nothing really happened,
at least not that I knew about. Oh sure a few girls claimed to have
“gone all the way” but for the most part I figured they were just
boasting and there wasn't anything behind the bravado. As for me, this
year I was no longer a virgin and so my intentions were to go way beyond
flirting!
Being fifteen now also meant that some of the younger counselors wouldn’t
be all that much older than me. If there was one thing I’d learned since
last summer it was that your average boy would do just about anything for
even a chance at getting in my panties (when I wore them). Besides,
doing it at church camp just seemed so naughty even to think about it.
Chapter 2 - Sunday – Seeing Mark for the First Time
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My bags were packed and I was ready to go (I think there’s a song in
there somewhere). During church there was a special sendoff for all the
kids leaving for camp. Afterwards my parents and I stopped home for
lunch and to pick up my suitcase. From there it is a two-hour ride.
While I could’ve taken the church bus with most of the other kids,
traditionally my parents had always taken me to camp so as to be sure
that I was all set up and OK for the week. I didn’t have the heart to
tell them that I was fifteen now and didn’t need mommy and daddy to check
up on me. Oh well, it would be my last year so why go against tradition
now?
Overall it was a pleasant trip into the mountains and we showed up about
the same time as everyone else. For a while the parking lot was
organized chaos as everyone got his or her gear and lined up to check in.
Looking around, I was thrilled to see that one of the guys working the
registration table was someone I recognized from the previous year. Mark
was one of the college students that worked at the camp as a counselor.
This year I knew he was 21 which automatically made him so much more
mature than most boys I knew in high school. Tall and handsome, every
girl in camp had a crush on him last year – me included. I think last
year my cabin must have all masturbated about him every night!
When I finally worked my way to the front of the line I felt a chill run
through me when I noticed that Mark was looking me over as he checked me
in – all over. It didn't hurt that I was wearing cutoffs as short as I
could get away with. Unfortunately our church has some pretty ridiculous
dress code rules so they weren’t nearly as revealing as I usually wore
around the neighborhood.
Standing at the table, I smiled at him while he checked me in. As I
walked away with my cabin assignment I was pretty sure he was taking a
good look at my ass. I doubt it hurt that I made sure to wiggle it just
for him. One of the older camp counselors caught me and she wagged her
finger at me but I just ignored her. What could she do anyway?
There were lots of other things to occupy me afterwards and I forgot all
about Mark for the moment. My dad helped carry my stuff to the cabin
where I was assigned with eleven other girls and Jackie, our counselor.
Mom helped me to put my things away during which she noticed I’d brought
a couple of my bikinis with as well.
“Now Kelly,” she gently scolded me, “You know you can’t wear these here.
My goodness, they’ll be calling for us to pick you if you show up at the
beach in one of these!
My mom then reached down and picked up one of my favorites that my dad
had bought me just a couple of weeks earlier. “Good grief, I thought you
promised me you would never wear this one in public. You know it was
just for your dad to see.”
My dad was always buying me outfits that I would model for him. This
particular bikini was one he’d bought that I really loved. Although I
could have used more cleavage to fill it out properly, the bottoms were
not much more than a piece of triangular clothe with thing strings
holding it on. It left little to the imagination to say the least. When
I modeled it for him he took a bunch of photos, just as he always did
when he brought me home one of his “special” outfits.
“My goodness, now where’s the one we bought you special for camp?” my
mom mumbled as she tossed my other bikinis in to her purse for safe
keeping.
Reluctantly I pulled out the suit she was talking about from the very
bottom of my suitcase. Ugh, I hated it!! It was one-piece which was bad
enough but it covered my ass and boobs completely making me feel like I
was wearing a straightjacket when I had it on! It was like something
from the stone age.
Oh well, the only consolation was that at least all the other girls would
have to wear one just like it as well so I wouldn’t have to be
embarrassed to wear such a stodgy thing. My mom took it from my hands
put it in the drawer along with my underwear.
“So what else did you sneak in here you naughty little girl?” she said
with a smile. She looked around to be sure nobody could hear her and
added, “You know, just because you’re not a virgin this year doesn't mean
you can run around looking like a slut. This IS church camp you know.”
Looking through my things, she ended up confiscating a couple of skimpy
tube tops and one pair of my cutoffs, my favorite pair too in that my ass
hung out both sides when I walked. Then she rummaged through my things
one more time before giving up. She looked me in the eyes and asked,
“What, no bras?”
“Mommmmmm!” I protested, folding my arms in frustration.
Mom shook her head but at least she didn't press the issue. She and I
were always fighting over this issue. I hated bras with a passion and
generally never wore one unless she forced me to like when we were going
to church. It wasn’t like I was all that well-endowed anyway to where I
required one.
In all fairness, it wasn't that she wanted me to wear a bra ALL the time.
Heck, if anything she actually encouraged me NOT to wear one much of the
time although she did give me a few pointers on when to wear one to tease
boys more. As I mentioned, usually the only time she really pushed the
issue was when it came to church activities.
So far as dress codes go, our church isn’t nearly as extreme as some I’ve
heard about but even so it’s still pretty strict when compared to school.
Even though the camp rules did not specifically require that girls had to
wear bras (most weren't old enough to need one anyway), there was always
the general statement about “proper and appropriate attire” that could be
interpreted just about however the Camp Director wanted.
As it turned out my mother proved yet again how well she understood me.
She reached in her purse and pulled out one of my newer bras.
“I figured you’d ‘forget’ one of these so I brought one for you. I know
you won’t wear it during the day but you should at least wear it to the
evening services. That’s only proper.”
I let out an overly dramatic sigh and quickly hid it in my drawer where I
had every intention of it remaining for the rest of the week. What my
mom didn’t know wouldn’t hurt me!
Everything was finally ready and my parents kissed and hugged me goodbye.
My dad lingered back for a minute and whispered in my ear in a
conspiratorial tone.
“Now try and behave yourself Kelly. Please don’t do anything crazy and
get yourself in trouble, OK? I don’t want anything embarrassing like
that reed girl last year.”
He was referring to the scandal of the summer last year where a girl was
caught naked in the shower room doing herself. It caused quite a stir
which I thought was rather hypocritical at best. Like, how many girls
weren't relieved that it hadn’t been them that had been caught? And not
just the campers. I bet more than a few of the counselors spent some
“quality time” alone in the shower room as well. From what I heard they
weren’t always alone either.
I looked at him with my best “innocent girl” look and licked my lips
slowly. “Of course daddy, don’t I always behave?”
My dad laughed as if there was something funny about what I’d said. Then
he winked at me before patting me playfully on my butt and leaving to
catch up with my mom.
Although I didn’t tell my dad everything I did, no doubt my mother kept
him well informed. Besides, it’s not like he didn’t encourage me much of
the time! Sometimes I think he got a kick out of me, maybe even
reminding him of how my mom would behave back when they were in high
school.
It hadn’t really hit me until a few days earlier, but in looking back
since last summer I hadn’t gone a full week without sex since my first
time with Steve. That is if you forget about the month or so after he
left when I was depressed and feeling sorry for myself. It was just one
of the things I’d gotten use to and just came to expect.
Granted, as a fifteen year-old girl it wasn't like it was hard to get
laid whenever I wanted. All I had to do was just look at a guy the right
way and I could have whatever I needed. I would say the same held true
for any girl, no matter what she looked like. So long as a girl put out
guys didn't seem to care all that much about her looks.
While I wasn't sure how it would be to go a whole week without feeling a
cock in me, I WAS certain that I’d be masturbating like crazy! I knew
several of the girls that I’d be sleeping with as we had shared cabins in
the past. I knew from those past experiences that they all masturbated
so I could only imagine the sweet scent of female sex that would be
filling our cabin each night!
With all these thoughts I was already horny by the time dinner was ready
and it didn't help that I found out that Mark was assigned to serve our
table for the first evening. We were all excited at our good luck. Poor
Mark! He must have felt like some sort of space alien with twelve
teenage girls, all fourteen to fifteen years old, all unabashedly staring
at him and flirting with him throughout the entire dinner.
That night when the evening service was over and we were all back in the
cabin, all everyone wanted to talk about was Mark this and Mark that. It
was just the usual girl talk but I couldn't help but feel more than a bit
wet between the legs as I listened to everyone describing how much they
dreamed about being with him.
The more we talked the more bold we would get and finally someone, I’m
not sure which it was, blurted out that she wanted to suck his dick.
Everyone pretended to be aghast for a moment but from there the talk just
got raunchier by the minute until various sex positions were offered and
then the ongoing debate of whether to take it in the mouth or pussy. I
had to pinch myself to keep from laughing at times since some of the
girls with the naughtiest talk were the ones I also suspected were
probably still virgins.
By the time we finally went to bed I couldn’t sleep as all I could think
of was Mark. As I laid in bed I imagined him sneaking into our cabin and
having a massive orgy with us, a dozen horny teenager girls taking turns
riding and sucking his gorgeous hard cock.
I started to think things like how many of us could lick his cock at one
time? Who would get his cum? My hand slipped between my legs, then
inside my shorts (no nudity at church camp!) and I began to masturbate as
I laid on my back in my top bunk.
It was dark in the room and I tried to keep quiet but there is only so
much you can do in such times. Besides, from a few little moans and the
rustling of sheets I knew that I wasn’t the only one with a finger on her
clit at the time!
When I finally came it was all I could do to keep from crying out as I
dreamed of Mark cumming in me, his big fat cock shooting stream after
stream of his hot sperm into my tight pussy. I’d never seen it course
but in my imagination it was the biggest dick I’d ever seen. As my
fantasy cock, he could cum as many times as I wanted and never ran dry or
go soft.
I was so damn horny once wasn't going to be enough so I rolled over on my
side and brought myself to another climax, even better than the first.
I tasted my fingers and sniffed, taking in the sweet aroma of my pussy,
imaging how his cock would taste after he fucked me.
I finally fell asleep imagining Mark lying nude behind me, spooning me
with his hard cock pressed against the small of my back and his arms
wrapped around me as he held my boobs in the alms of his hands, squeezing
my hardened nipples between his fingers.
Chapter 3 - Monday – Dreaming About Mark
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Early in the morning our counselor woke us up. We put on our robes and
took our toiletry bags as we walked in line to the central bathroom.
Fortunately the toilets had doors because as usual I’d woken up so horny
I had to do something or go nuts.
Although I’m definitely not a “morning person” (just ask my mom after
when she tries to get me up for school), I usually wake up “needy”.
After last night and talking about Mark with the other girls, and then
dreaming about him as I masturbated myself to sleep, I was extra horny
this morning.
I hooked the wooden door, lifted up my T-shirt, dropped my shorts and
took a seat on the thrown of an ancient but fortunately clean toilet.
Nature called so first I peed but then I was ready for better things.
Spreading my legs, I leaned back against the back of the stall and
reached between my thighs with my right hand, rubbing my clit slowly at
first but quickly building up speed.
There have been times when I’ve masturbated for hours, just laying on my
bed, cumming several times and eventually working myself up to a stunning
climax which would leave me totally exhausted but oh so satisfied. At
other times masturbation was just a quick means way to relieve myself of
the overwhelming sexual tension that was threatening to overload me.
These quick and dirty orgasms worked for the short term but naturally
didn’t give me near the satisfaction of an extended masturbation session.
This was one of those times when I needed to get off quick so in less
than five minutes of fantasizing about waking up to the feel of Mark’s
cock pressing against my pussy, I drew a deep breath and let that
wonderful sensation I get with any orgasm flow through me.
When I was finished I quickly pulled down my T-shirt, adjusted my shorts,
and opened the door to go the rows of sinks where Beth, my very best
friend, has just finished brushing her teeth.
“Feeling better?” she teased me with a smirk nudging me playfully in the
side with her elbow.
“Whatever DO you mean?” I replied with all the innocence I could put in
my voice.
“Oh give me a break girl; I’m your best friend, remember? I know what
you do when you wake up in the morning. Look at your face in the mirror
- you may as well be wearing a neon sign saying, ‘Look at me, I just did
myself!’ You’re something else Kelly.”
I looked at my reflection in the cracked mirror and sure enough, I WAS
pretty flushed. I flashed her a toothy smile and brushed my teeth while
she stood there shaking her head in mock shame over the sinful deeds of
her best friend. Yeah, like she probably hadn’t just done the same thing
herself and just happened to finish faster than me. I’d slept over at
her house enough times to know her morning routines well.
When I was finished at the sink I followed Beth to the shower room where
modesty was not an option. The room has two stainless steel shower trees
with several heads on each so everyone had to shower together. For me it
was no big deal as I was long accustomed to being nude around people.
Growing up, nudity wasn’t something to be flaunted but at the same time
not to be ashamed of nor made a big deal over. For me to see my parents
nude or vice versa was simply a non-event. As I got older I noticed my
dad would look at me a little longer than he had when I was younger but
who could blame him? After all, he may have been my dad but he was still
a guy. Besides, he never did anything overt or to embarrass me.
Most of the younger girls were obviously were raised in more conservative
homes and for a few an open shower was actually a traumatic experience.
I knew girls when I was in high school that never showered after gym
class, figuring it was better to make it through the day with lots of
perfume and deodorant than to be nude in front of the other girls.
Going a whole week at camp without a shower was a different story
although I knew girls that had done it, depending on the daily swim at
the lake with maybe a discrete wash-down at the sink to make it through
until they could go home to the privacy of their own bathroom. Seemed
pretty silly if you asked me.
Beth and I stripped together and stepped into the shower. It was pretty
crowded with everyone trying to get ready the first morning so it was all
but impossible NOT to bump up against other girls as you made your way
through the mob. I knew from past experience that it would get better as
the week went by as everyone learned to schedule their time better.
Today, however, it was wall-to-wall naked girls.
Beth and I managed to get a showerhead for ourselves and we pressed
together to share the lukewarm stream of water. What is it about camps
that they NEVER have really hot water in the showers anyway? My nipples
hardened instantly when the lukewarm water struck them and I noticed that
Beth’s were doing the same. She was fortunate in that Mother Nature had
blessed her with the biggest boobs of any girl our age. In the meantime
I was “cursed” with one of the smallest pair.
As I watched Beth soaping down her breasts and running her hands over
them, I couldn't help but feel jealous of her as I always was whenever I
saw her nude. As we twisted and turned under the shower her boobs would
sometimes accidentally rub up against my naked skin. Once our nipples
even rubbed against one another’s and I felt a shiver run through me.
My eyes met Beth’s and for just a moment I wondered what it would be like
to feel her naked body against mine in a more private setting. The
moment passed almost instantly and then we were out of the shower to make
room for someone else. We got back to our clothes and dried off. Beth
handed me her towel saying,
“Dry off my back, would you Kelly?”
She turned and faced away from me as I rubbed the towel over her. I got
down to her butt and rubbed it with the towel as well. I wasn't even
thinking about it when I moved down and started to dry her off between
her thighs. Beth instantly flipped around with a sly grin on her face.
“Now Kelly, watch it! Someone might think we were more than just best
friends!”
To be honest, somehow that didn't seem so bad right then but before I
could reply our counselor came bursting in.
“Hey you two, get going! Everyone else is ready for breakfast and you’re
holding things up!”
We quickly threw on our shorts and a brand new camp T-shirt. My mom had
insisted on buying me a shirt that was a bit too big knowing it was a
losing battle with the bra and she didn’t want my nipples to be so
obvious. Well, it hung on me like a feedbag!
As I walked I realized that it actually wasn’t all that bas as being so
loose it moved across my nipples with each twist of my hips as I stepped
so it was like someone was playing with them every step of the way
heading to the dining room. Damn, my nipples were like little hard
pencil erasers by the time we took our seats.
The shorts were quite conservative for anyone making them ultra-
conservative for me, coming almost six inches down my legs. Once again
my mom had bought a pair that were a bit on the big side whereas usually
I wore them a size too small if anything.
When I had first looked in the mirror I just wanted to cry. Oh my god, I
looked exactly like the stereotypical image of the nerdy virgin church
girl! My heart sank as I wondered how I could ever entice Mark to look
my way dressed up like this? Oh well, at least everyone else was more or
less in the same outfit so I didn't look totally out of place.
It was also interesting to see that I wasn’t the only one without a bra!
Actually, the majority of the girls seemed to have “forgotten” theirs as
well, even some of those with the larger busts like Beth. The one good
thing about it was that if she could get away without one then nobody was
going to say anything about me.
***************
My group’s turn at the waterfront wasn’t until the middle of the
afternoon which was nice because by then it was blazing hot and the water
felt great. Mark was the head lifeguard and upon seeing him I
immediately wished I were wearing my regular bikini. Even with my
absurdly conservative suit (did all girls REALLY wear these things at one
time?) I was hoping against hope that he was looking at me a little more
than he did the other girls as I tried to add a little extra wiggle to my
walk when I thought he was looking our way.
Mark was looking pretty hot himself in his long swim trunks with his
tanned and muscular body. Of course, I wasn’t the only one who couldn't
take my eyes off of him! As we were leaving after our lessons I turned
suddenly and caught Mark looking away quickly. I was pretty sure he’d
been staring at my tight ass again and the thought of it made me even
hornier than I already was.
***************
That night after the evening service we gathered again in the low light
of the cabin for our nightly chat. Everyone was excited about the first
day and inevitably the discussion turned to the waterfront with special
attention to the head lifeguard.
“What a hunk!”
“Oh my God I think I’m in love with him!”
“Did you see those muscles, I want soooooo bad to see him working out!”
The accolades and fantasies went on until finally Beth said, “Hey Kelly,
you’re being awfully quiet. So what did you think of Mark?”
I don’t know whether it was just a moment of stupidity or I just wanted
to impress the other girls with my “maturity” but for whatever reason,
without thinking I closed my eyes and said in a dreamy voice, “Mmmmmmm, I
couldn’t take my eyes off that bulge in his swimsuit!”
For a second it went deadly quiet and then everyone started to giggle and
whisper. Even though it was nothing nearly as bad as what some of them
had been saying the night before, we’d been alone then without our
counselor.
Our counselor, a really nice girl who was a senior in college, didn't
seem to know quite what to say. My face turned red and I ran to my bunk
and threw myself in it. I was crying with embarrassment when my
counselor sat down next to me. The rest of the girls were still on the
other side of the room, probably talking about what a slut I was. She
put her hand on my head and stroked my hair gently.
“It’s OK Kelly, I know how you feel. He IS pretty handsome and I’ve had
some thoughts about him like that myself but you simply can’t say those
type of things in front of everyone, especially here.”
I turned over and faced her, tears staining my cheeks. She hugged me and
we had a long chat about dealing with the emotions and feelings that all
girls have when they are growing up. Finally she gave me a big hug and
invited me back to the girls. We walked over and for a second everyone
stared at me but before long we were all yakking again about nonsensical
things and I hoped that my little incident was forgotten.
When we finally went to bed I was feeling better again but I’d learned my
lesson and would watch what I said in the future. My feelings for Mark
were unchanged though. I dreamed about the two us together in the
lifeguard tower, him fucking me while everyone else was in the water
below us, oblivious to what we were doing right above them.
I imagined hearing the sounds of the other girls playing while I was on
my hands and knees, feeling Mark fucking me while it looked from below
like he was keeping an eye on everyone. As I came with my fingers pushed
deep into my pussy, I dreamed that his hard cock was cumming in me,
pumping me full of his hot sperm. Finally I fell asleep with my hand
cupping my warm crotch, exhausted from my first full day at camp.
Chapter 4 - Tuesday – Blowing Mark for the First Time
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Now that the other girls knew how hot I was for Mark they teased
mercilessly as we walked down to the waterfront for our second day of
swim lessons. One of them even went to Mark when we got there and
promptly informed him that I had a crush on him. The nerve!
While I was a bit embarrassed, at the same time I couldn't also help but
be a bit hopeful that it might encourage him. Mark was so much older and
mature than the boys I knew at school and I imagined how much better he
could fuck me than they did.
It was about midway through our session when I finally had an opportunity
to make a real impression. As I was pulling myself out of the water,
Mark was standing close to the edge of the dock near me. When I leaned
over as I got out I tried to make sure that he could see down my suit as
much as possible. There wasn't much to see there yet but it still made
me feel sexy to do it.
Then I pretended to slip and Mark reached down to grab me and he pulled
me the rest of the way out of the water. As he did his hand accidentally
grabbed my bottom and I could feel him squeeze my ass just for a moment
to pull me up. He quickly let go of me as I got my balance and I thanked
him for helping me. Then I gave him my sluttiest smile and told him that
I hoped he enjoyed it as much as I did. Mark knew exactly what I was
talking about and he turned just a bit red as he told me to get going and
catch up with the other girls.
Later that day I told the other girls what had happened and they all
giggled although I was pretty sure they didn't believe me, or at least
they didn’t believe he was really as interested in me as I thought he
was. I chalked it up to them just being jealous of me.
Later, as I was resting in bed, I found myself thinking of Mark again and
remembering how he looked at me when he didn’t think I noticed. I put my
hand between my legs, imagining that it was Mark’s hand instead. As I
rubbed myself I dreamed of Mark giving me a private lesson on the dock –
private lessons in advanced fucking that is.
My finger rubbed my clit faster as I dreamed of him stripping off my
swimsuit and fondling me, touching me lightly all over. I fantasized
about his hard cock and what it tasted like, of how it would feel
pressing against my pussy lips, spreading them apart and exploring deep
into my wet pussy.
Finally I came as I imagined him exploding inside of me, filling me with
his hot cum until it overflowed my pussy and ran out of me along his
cock.
As I laid there with my eyes shut, feeling the afterglow of my orgasm, I
was feeling SO horny for him. As I tried to catch my breath I knew that
I couldn't just keep dreaming about him - I had to have him. I wanted
his dick in me for real, not just in my imagination. Surely he would
think I was sexy and want to fuck me if I offered myself to him. I might
not be as hot as the girls his age but still, I couldn't imagine him ever
saying no once he knew what I wanted.
My mind was still clouded from having just cum that I wasn't thinking as
clearly as perhaps I should. Without thinking of the consequences, I
silently got out of staying in must my shorts and t-shirt.
Hurrying before I came to my sense and realized what I was doing and
maybe lose my courage, I found myself sneaking over to the staff area to
check out Mark’s cabin. At the moment that didn’t matter. I wanted one
thing and nothing was going to stop me until I had it.
***************
When I got to the circle of cabins where the counselors stayed I saw
there were signs on each one with their names on them. Well THAT
certainly helped as it would have been rather difficult to explain why I
was in the wrong cabin.
I noticed a light was coming from Mark’s cabin window. The curtains had
a small opening between them where they hadn’t been pulled tightly
together and so I stood up on my tiptoes to look inside. The lights were
out but there was enough illumination from the outside lights for me to
make out what was going on inside.
Imagine my surprise to see Mark laying back on his bed, his erect cock
sticking up through his boxer shorts as he was stroking it slowly with
his left hand. I watched him as he kept eyes closed and his head back
while he masturbated. Although Steve use to masturbate for me, this was
the first time I’d watched a guy other than my dad doing it just for
himself without knowing that someone was watching.
I saw Mark’s lips moving as he stroked himself. The window was open a few
inches and I put my head up to it so could hear him better. I was
shocked and more than a bit thrilled by what I heard.
“That’s it - take all of it. Oh you filthy little slut, your mouth feels
so good in my cock. Suck me harder, take it all you fucking bitch. Oh
god, I can’t believe what a beautiful little teenage whore you are.
That’s it Kelly, you’re nothing but a fucking little fifteen year-old
slut and I want to fuck your little cunt soooooo bad.”
I couldn’t believe it, he was talking about ME while he jerked off!!
I watching him masturbate as he dreamed of me sucking and fucking him! I
was pretty damn horny already but it became almost unbearable as I
listened to this handsome college guy masturbating – about ME.
Then I took a closer look at what he was stroking. Wow, his cock was huge
– at least it seemed that way to me after the ones I’d had up until now.
Suddenly a naughty thought came to my mind and I quickly made a decision
to take advantage of the situation. I went to the cabin door and
carefully tried the handle. Surprisingly it wasn't locked and I opened
the door as quietly as I could. I stepped inside and stood at the head
of his bed. As I did the floorboards creaked and Mark’s eyes opened to
see me standing there watching him. He first looked white as a sheet with
shock and then flushed with embarrassment as he tried to hide his
beautiful hard cock inside of his boxers. He stammered as he tried to
figure out what to say.
“Oh my god Kelly. This isn’t what you think. I really wasn't talking
about you. What are you doing here anyway? You’re not suppose to be out
this late and you’re NEVER suppose to be in my cabin.”
I just smiled and walked over to him with a pouting look on my face. “Are
you trying to say that you weren’t thinking about me? Don’t I don’t turn
you on? It sure looks like it!”
“No, no Kelly, that’s not what I meant...”
“So were you jerking off thinking of me or not?”
“Ok, I was. But I didn’t mean anything serious by it.”
“So you were just laying here playing with your cock, talking about me
sucking it and you fucking me and never once did you want it to come
true?”
“Ok, so I admit it. You know damn well you’ve been teasing me from day
one and today you were so hot I couldn’t help but think of you tonight.
I know you didn’t slip by accident and you know full well it was no
accident that I grabbed your tight little ass when the opportunity arose.
So quite playing innocent, I bet you’re fucking every boy in school,
aren’t you.”
I sat down on the bed next to him and put my hand on his crotch. I was
happy to feel his hard cock through the thin fabric. Evidently, even
though he was embarrassed he was still pretty horny because it was hard
as wood! Typical boy.
“Well, not EVERY boy... but I’ve had my share,” I said with a sly smile.
“Don’t worry Mark, I enjoyed watching you jerk off. I was especially
turned on when I realized it was me that you were thinking of. I mean,
what girl wouldn’t be thrilled to know a guy like you thought she was hot
enough to jerk off to?”
“Really? You aren’t mad at me? You aren’t going to tell anyone are you?”
I reached inside his boxers and held his warm cock in my hand. Despite
everything, he was still hard as a rock and I was reminded of Steve who,
no matter what happened, never seemed to lose his erection until he came
– and then often not even then. It felt so good in my hands, especially
after the all the times I’d already dreamed of holding it.
“Now why would I be mad at you? Look, I’ll make a deal with you. I
won’t tell anyone that you were masturbating about me if you let me suck
your cock.”
I almost laughed as a series of varied expressions appeared on his face.
Disbelief at first was replaced by an almost scary look of deep lust.
His cock certainly wasn't getting any smaller as I gently stroked it. It
was so much bigger than any of the others I’d held, more like grabbing a
large cucumber instead of a carrot. The more I stroked it the more his
resistance disappeared.
“Damn, are you serious Kelly? God I can’t tell you how badly I’d love
you to do that but I could get I a lot of trouble letting a camper give
me a blowjob. Hell, I could go to jail! You’re what, fifteen?”
“I’m old enough to fuck and that’s what counts, isn’t it?” I responded as
I pulled his sexy cock out of his boxers and gazed at it, admiring it,
thinking about how wonderful and tasty it looked.
I leaned forward saying, “Well, maybe this will convince you.”
I bent over his cock and flicked my tongue over the swollen head of his
cock. Running my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, I then
took his giant cock head in my mouth. My tongue swirled around it as I
sucked on it like a lollipop. God he tasted so good! I raised my head a
bit and looked up at him.
“There, now isn’t this better than just dreaming about me sucking you?
Am I old enough now for you? Mmmmmmm, I loved looking at your wonderful
cock – and it wants me, I can tell THAT for sure. C’mon, Mark, you know
you’ve wanted me since I got here so here’s your chance.”
Mark was shaking his head as if trying to wake from a dream. “God Kelly,
I can’t believe you are doing this to me. Yeah, I figured when I saw you
that you were a tease but damn, I didn’t realize what a little slut you
are!”
Smiling at his compliment, I put my fingers to my lips indicating him to
be quiet. “Why don’t you just shut up and let me suck you off. I want to
feel your cock in my mouth, run my tongue around it. Let me show what a
slut I REALLY am!”
With that I crawled up into his bed and kneeled between his legs. I
looked up at him as I took his luscious cock into my mouth again.
The first thing I realized was that Mark’s cock was much longer than any
of the ones I’d sucked until now. So far I’ve always been able to take
them completely into my mouth without much trouble but Mark was a
different story entirely. He was only about three quarters of the way in
when his head met the back of my throat and I felt like I was going to
gag. Mark could see my dilemma and tried to console me.
“Don’t worry Kelly, most girls can’t get it all the way in. You’re doing
great!”
Well, I certainly wasn't going to be outdone by anyone else so I tried
harder again to take him in. I relaxed my throat as much as possible and
I was able to get more of him down when suddenly I gagged and had to let
him go. Mark started to say something but I just looked at him with a
determined expression and raised my finger for him to be quiet. I kept
trying to get him all in, each time I was able to get a little more of
him down.
Finally I got him past the gag point and I could feel his cock sliding
down my throat as my face met the base of his cock. I had ALL of him in
my mouth finally. I wiggled my head to make him move around in my
mouth. It felt like nothing else I’d ever experienced and the best part
was I could tell that Mark was in ecstasy!
“Oh my god Kelly, that feels incredible! You’re a natural born
cocksucker. I bet you suck every cock you can get your mouth on.”
I just smiled at him as I let him move in and out of my mouth. I bobbed
my head up and down on him, making a loud slurping sound as I sucked his
wonderful cock. Damn he tasted so good!
He was moving his hips up and down in time with my rhythm, helping to
drive him cock deeper into my mouth which each stroke. He tasted
wonderful and his crotch smelled so sexy. I teased his balls with my
hands, gently fondling them as I sucked his perfect cock. They were all
hairy and I loved running my hands through his pubic hair, twisting it in
circles around my fingers.
Mark’s breathing shortened and his body was stiffening - I could tell he
was about to finally cum and my pussy tingled with excitement.
“Don’t stop Kelly! For crying out loud whatever you do don’t stop now!
God I am going to cum so hard. I am going to cum in your sexy little
mouth. Damn I wanted to do this every time you wiggled your cute ass for
me at the dock.”
His body tensed tight as a spring as his hot cock swelled in my mouth.
Suddenly his whole body stiffened like a board and then he started
jerking as I felt his first load of hot cum spray into my mouth and pool
on my tongue.
I never let him loose, clamping down on him with my lips to seal his cum
inside of my mouth. Mmmmmmm, it tasted soooooo good! After he finally
stopped I let his cock slip from my mouth and I opened wide to let him
see his cum inside.
“Oh wow Kelly, that is exactly what I was dreaming of, seeing my cum in
your mouth and then watching you swallow it.”
I just smiled and closed my mouth. I swallowed several times to allow
his cum to wash down my throat and then I opened wide again to prove it
was all down in my stomach. Then I took his now softening cock into my
mouth again. It was so sensitive after cumming that he jumped when my
tongue run up the backside of it, hitting the sensitive area below his
head. A few more drops of his cum leaked out as I sucked on it. Finally
he was done and I sat up and wiped my lips with my hand.“Well, wasn’t it
better this way than to have to just dream about me?” I asked.
“All I can say Kelly is that it’s pretty obvious you’ve had plenty of
practice and I’m jealous as hell of your boyfriends.”
I got up and left silently, blowing him a kiss as I went out the door and
took one last look at his hairy cock. I didn’t even have to dress as the
whole time I had left my clothes on and he never even saw me naked. Oh
well, that left something for him the next time.
Mark probably figured this was a one-time thing but he was mine now and I
had no intention of this being the last time. If anybody found out what
we’d done we would both be in trouble, especially him as he would be
screwed – and not in a good way. I hate to say that I would have
blackmailed him but let’s just say I planned to be quite demanding the
rest of the week and he’d better do what I asked – everything I asked!
Chapter 5 - Wednesday – Mark Fucks Me
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At morning breakfast Mark was once again assigned to our table. When he
came by me I caught his eye and I thought it was cute that he blushed
just a little bit. He didn't say anything to me but seeing him again
conjured up memories of the previous night. As my eyes roamed to his
crotch, a place I was now more than just a little familiar with, I felt
myself getting wet as his muscles rippled through the tight t-shirt he
was wearing. Damn, I couldn't wait for our afternoon swim session!
That afternoon at the waterfront I noticed Mark was eyeing more than he
ever had. It seemed everyone time I turned he was staring at my ass.
Granted, there wasn't much else to stare at further up but I did what I
could to give him the best views possible of my butt.
It turned out that I wasn’t the only one who noticed his attention to me.
That night during our girl talk time before bed I was teased by the girls
about Mark’s increased interest in me. Memories of his dick cumming my
mouth filled my head as I just smiled. If him staring at my bottom got
this much discussion going, just imagine what they’d be saying if they
knew what’s I’d done last night to earn his attention!
When the lights went off I laid in bed trembling with anticipation.
First, I’d never been fucked by someone as old as Mark. Putting that
together with the fact that we’d be doing it in the middle of church camp
was almost too much for me to bear. It was killing me but I knew I had
to wait a while before I dared to leave the cabin.
Well, I couldn't just lay there without doing SOMETHING so I started
rubbing myself, dreaming of how it would feel the first time Mark entered
me, stretching me apart as his monstrous dick head penetrated my wet
pussy. When I finally came my fingers reached deep into me, becoming his
cock in my mind as my pussy exploded with pleasure. The heck with
everything, I couldn't take it any longer – I needed to have him and
quickly so I slipped out, pretending to head for the bathroom but instead
making a detour to the forbidden counselor area.
Once I got there I quickly sneaked around to Mark’s cabin and slipped
inside without anyone seeing me. Imagine my surprise to see not only
Mark but another guy as well! Then I recognized him from the maintenance
crew and saw that the two of them were playing cards. The guy looked at
me with a wondering eye while Mark looked like he had seen a ghost.
“Shit! Kelly, what the hell are you doing here?” he asked incredulously.
The other guy looked at me and then at Mark, the look on his face was
priceless! He grinned and said to Mark, “Way to go dude. Now this is what
I call maid service.”
“Damn it Greg,” Mark responded, “It’s not what you think you horny
bastard. Get out of here and don’t you dare whisper a word or Pastor
Donovan will find out what you did to his daughter last week.”
Greg had a smirk on his face as he left. As he passed me by he took a
long look at me from head to toe and then said, “You know honey, if ol’
Mark here can’t satisfy you I’m right next door.”
“Get out Greg - NOW!” Mark yelled. Greg looked me over one more time,
shaking his head as he left and muttering something like, “Damn nice
piece of ass.” Then he was gone, shutting the door behind him.
“OK Kelly, let me ask you again. What in the world are you doing here?”
“Oh quit being so coy Mark,” I chastised him as I slowly approached his
bed. “I saw you looking at me today and I KNOW you enjoyed last night.
Don’t tell me that you don't want more. I know I do – a LOT more.”
“Yeah but I can't do this Kelly,” he said with a look on his face that
said he wanted to. “Dammit, I could get fired... or even worse. Look,
last night was a mistake so why don't you go back to your cabin before
you get caught in here.”
“Well... then just be sure we don't get caught,” I said as I reached his
bed and sat down on it with one leg up on the bed folded under me.
Then I looked at him with the most lustful and naughty expression I could
muster, saying, “I really want you to fuck me Mark. Right now. Right
here. I want you to fuck me better than I’ve ever been fucked before.
Please fuck me... don't I turn you on?”
If there was one thing I’d learned early in my burgeoning sexual
“career”, it was that there is one thing that gets a guy going more than
anything and that’s to hear a girl ask him to fuck her. Well, Mark was
proving to be no exception.
The bulge in Mark’s shorts was getting bigger by the second and despite
his protests to the contrary, he was looking at me more and more with
that lustful look guys get when they start seeing me as an object to be
taken and used. Some girls complain when men do that, claiming that they
want to be treated as a person, not a sex toy. Frankly, that was EXACTLY
what I wanted right then, to be Mark’s sex toy and have him play with me.
My body was tingling all over with anticipation as I lusted for him,
wanting him to use me to satisfy his naughtiest desires, to think about
nothing but his sexual desires and use me to fulfill them. I wanted him
to want me, to desire me, to show me just how much he thought I was
pretty and sexy.
Without further hesitation, I stood up and quickly undid my shorts and
dropped them to the floor. My t-shirt was more like a nightshirt,
momentarily at least covering my ass and pussy from his view. Then I
stepped up close to him, spreading his legs apart so I could stand
between them.
Taking his hand in mine, I pulled it under my t-shirt to my pussy,
pressing his hand firmly against me. His willpower totally disappeared
as I felt his fingers instantly begin to explore, to find the seam where
my clit was hiding and then work down until he was at the wet entrance to
my pussy.
I moaned softly as his finger pressed until he was inside of me, wetting
his finger with my pussy juices and then pulling out to wet my clit.
“That’s it Mark, you know you want me. Fuck me... Oh fuck me Mark.”
Mark slid his other hand under my t-shirt and grabbed my ass, squeezing
it in his big hands and lifting me up on my toes. I pulled my t-shirt
over my head so I was finally naked in front of him, with nothing but my
sneakers on. It was just the opposite of last time when he was the one
who was undressed and I was completely clothed. It made me feel so sexy
being naked in front of him, like I was giving myself to him for his
pleasure and enjoyment.
God his fingers felt so good in me! I could feel my pussy getting wetter
and wetter each time he toyed with my clit. Oh yes, it was SO much
better to have him actually touching me than to just fantasize about it
in my bunk.
Mark let go of me and worked his way backward on his bed. I reached over
him and tugged on his shorts, trying to pull them off. He raised his
hips for me, making it easier to get them off. He had white jockey
shorts on underneath and they were the next to join the growing pile of
clothes on the floor and there it was, his wonderful massive cock
standing up like a missile ready to launch. I reached for it and held it
in my hand, smiling at him with the joy I felt inside as I climbed up on
the bed next to him.
“Mmmmmmm,” I said to him, “I remember how good you tasted last night.
I’ve been looking forward to some more of this fella all day!”
I bent down to his crotch, taking his cock in my mouth immediately. I
drove my mouth down on him until my lips met the base of his cock. His
hair was so thick it practically smothered me but I loved the way it
caressed my cheeks.
I took a deep breath and savored his strong odor that was thick and
musky. I let him out of my mouth slowly as I came up, my tongue licking
him as he went by it. When just the head was in my mouth I sucked it
like a baby’s binky, running the tip of my tongue against the tip of his
cock.
While I sucked him I held his balls in my hand, massaging them gently and
running my fingers though the hair that surrounded them. His hands were
on my head, helping me to time my efforts with his thrusts as he tried to
drive himself deeper into my mouth each time. This time though I wanted
more than just a blowjob, he owed me a good fucking after last night and
I was going to see that he paid his debt.
Mark was still on his back with his shirt on so I swung my leg over him
and straddled his waist. I could feel him pressing up against me, his
cock probing my crotch to find the entrance to the place it loved to be.
I rubbed myself against him, feeling him sliding across my clit, keeping
him wet with my pussy.
“I bet you get pretty horny watching those girls all day in their
swimsuits,” I teased him.
“Oh hell, sometimes I think I’m going to explode,” he groaned, “Nothing
but a bunch of teases wiggling their asses and tits. Drives me crazy…Oh
what the hell, I wanted to fuck you from the first time you gave me that
slutty little ass wiggle.”
With that he reached around and grabbed his cock. I lifted myself up so
he could position it under me and then lowered myself down into him. He
missed the first time and I had to lift back up again for a second try.
This time he hit my asshole and I immediately jumped up.
“Uh-uh, bad boy!” I scolded him. “That’s not for play. Come on, I‘m not
THAT tight!”
This time I reached down and spread myself open for him. The tip of his
cock pressed against my pussy hole, this time hitting it dead-on center
and so I pushed down harder, driving him into me. Oh my god it felt so
good to feel myself spreading apart for him. It hurt at first as I’d
never had anything that large in my pussy before but soon I could feel
his cock sliding into me, filling me as I’d never been filled by anyone
before.
The momentary pain was quickly replaced by the most intense feeling of
pleasure imaginable as I took him all in until my ass was planted on his
hairy crotch. Oh yeah, this time instead of his thick bush tickling my
face he was tickling my bare pussy and butt. My pussy squeezed down on
his cock as hard as I could. God, it was like he was pushing up into my
stomach!
“Damn Kelly, you feel so tight... so good!” Mark groaned as I started to
bounce on him, trying to take a bit more of him each time, getting that
last fraction of an inch of his cock inside of me.
Reaching down again I played with my clit, quickly driving myself to an
orgasm that drenched his crotch with my pussy juices. I wanted more
though, much more. I was not even close to being satisfied yet after all
the dreaming and masturbating I’d done this week imagining myself doing
this very thing. Oh yeah, I was being fucked by the sexiest guy at camp
and I loved it!
Mark grabbed my bare hips and I leaned down on top of him. Then we
rolled over on our sides and I lifted my upper leg over his. He started
humping me, pounding my ass with his crotch as I looked down to watch his
cock as it appeared and then disappeared into my pussy. It felt so
amazing to feel his dick sliding in and out of me as I watched it, almost
hard to believe what I was feeling in me was actually the same thing I
was watching.
Mark put his arm around me and played with my tiny boobs, squeezing each
one in his hand and grabbing my rock-hard nipple between his fingers. It
wasn’t long before my next orgasm hit and then yet another. It was like
getting hit with two waves of pleasure from opposite directions, coming
together deep inside of me, crashing into one another and spilling their
loads of pure bliss into me.
My entire body was tingling like when your leg falls asleep and then
starts to awaken. All I could think to say was to keep begging him to
fuck me, to fuck me harder and harder and never stop.
Without warning Mark pulled out of me and for a moment it was like I felt
so empty, like something had been taken from me. He wasn't done with
though, as he twisted me around onto my back as he got off the bed.
Grabbing my ankles Mark pulled me to the edge of the bed until my ass was
almost falling off. He lifted my legs up until they rested on his broad
tanned shoulders. Mark then grabbed his angry-looking cock and pressed
the tip of the head back against the entrance to my hungry pussy.
“Ready for some more cock Kelly?” he asked. What a stupid question!
“Shove that in me before I grab it and pull it in!” I demanded, “Fuck
me!”
Mark didn't need to be told twice. He slammed into me, driving himself
in my hot and wet pussy over and over again. His hands gripped my
ankles, lifting me up until my ass was off the bed. My hands played with
my boobs while Mark fucked me even harder than before. God, was he ever
going to cum? I could only imagine what a load he was preparing for me!
As if he could read my mind, I could feel him start stroking faster and
from the swelling inside of me I knew he was getting ready.
“Oh god I’m ready! Where do you want me to cum, Kelly?” he asked.
“Cum in me Mark,” I begged him, “Fill my tight pussy with your cum!”
It really didn't matter as he couldn't hold back any longer anyway. The
first surge of cum erupted from his ejaculating cock deep inside of my
eager pussy. The heat of the explosion inside of me was just what I
needed to cum again and yet another orgasm rocked me.
Again and again Mark drilled me with his cum, filling me with it until
finally he stopped pumping and just stood there with his cock deep inside
of me. He was breathing so hard he couldn’t say anything other than a
series of groans.
As for me, I just laid back with my eyes closed, trying to take in every
sensation, to absorb ever feeling that was emanating from my freshly
fucked pussy as his cock would periodically throb in me, sending shivers
up and down my spine.
Finally Mark pulled his spent dick out of me and pushed me up on the bed
further so he could nestle up to me, his warm body pressed against mine.
Even though I was exhausted, there was one thing I wanted not matter
what. Indeed, I’d dreamed too many times about it to miss it now. I
turned around until my face was in his smelly crotch, taking his
softening cock in my mouth and sucking on it gently. His whole body
shook as I continued to nurse his ultra-sensitive dick.
I wondered if he had any clue as to how badly I wanted to taste him after
he fucked me, to taste the mixture of both of us on his shaft that had
just been inside of me.
Mmmmmmm, I loved the taste and smell of my pussy and to have it combined
with his cum and the overwhelming odor of his crotch was simply heaven on
earth for me. There was even a treat for me as a few drops of cum leaked
out as he softened.
Any other time and place and I’m sure I could’ve continued sucking on
him, reviving his cock for another round of fucking. However I knew only
too well that I had to get back to my cabin before someone raised an
alarm so I got up and quickly dressed. Mark just laid on the bed with
his beautiful cock laying on its side for me to gaze at affectionately.
God I loved that dick!
Suddenly a look of desperation came over him. “Oh my God I can’t believe
I just fucked you! I mean, it was wonderful and you were great but we
didn't even use a rubber for god’s sake!”
I smiled and said, “Don’t worry Mark, I’m on the pill.”
Mark looked so relieved after hearing that and as I pulled up my shorts
he watched as my bare ass was covered up.
“Damn you really do have one hell of an ass Kelly!” he announced.
If only he knew how good that made me feel inside! My boobs aren’t
exactly my strong point making my ass my favorite part of my body. Short
shorts, tiny skirts, painted on blue jeans – I loved to wear anything
that showed it off as much as possible. I wiggled my butt for him and
then slipped out the door.
Back in my cabin I sneaked back to my bunk and lay there thinking about
what I’d just experienced. God my pussy was throbbing! I really wished
he could have fucked me again – or maybe his friend? Eventually I fell
asleep with my hand cradling my crotch, feeling my pussy pulsing and
dreaming for another round of fucking from Mark.
Chapter 6 - Thursday – BJ Under the Dock
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That morning I was brushing my teeth next to Beth again. She took a look
at me and smiled.
“Wow girl, you certainly seem happy this morning. I haven’t seen you
this happy since the last time you got laid.”
It was too good an opening to pass up so I gave her a sexy smile and
winked at her. Her mouth dropped open and she covered it with her hand.
“Oh my God!” she whispered, “You didn’t! With who?... Mark? You’re
kidding!” I just nodded and continued to brush my teeth as if it was the
most natural thing to do.
“Damn Kelly, you really ARE a slut. Like, every girl here has dreamed
about him, me included, but leave it up to you to go off and actually do
it! Well, you’re just going to HAVE to tell me all about it when we get
home you naughty girl!”
We both giggled. I trusted Beth totally. We’d been best friends as long
as I can remember and we each knew things about the other than nobody
else would have even dreamed of. Beth had even confided to me one day
that she was turned on by my dad! Now THAT was a little out there”, even
for me, but I knew she was just teasing me at the time. Like, my dad
certainly got an eyeful of her at times, especially in the hot tub, but
he would never have sex with her.
For the rest of the morning I wasn’t paying any attention to the other
activities as I plotted about how I was going to make today’s visit to
the waterfront an experience both Mark and I would never forget. I was
literally soaking wet with anticipation as we walked down to the
waterfront and midway through our time there the opportunity I was
waiting for finally arose.
Mark was in the water, hanging on the edge of the dock facing the shore.
I walked up to him and knelt down by him.
“Don’t you dare move,” I said softly, “Are you ready for a BJ?”
His eyes widened and he started to say something but before he could I
jumped in and was underwater. It was typical lake water, clean but only
with a few inches of visibility so neither he or anyone else could see
where I was. I turned and swam under the dock until I found him. Before
he knew what was happening I pulled his swim trunks down to his knees and
felt my way up his legs until I had his incredible cock again in my hand.
I needed air by then so I surfaced under the dock where nobody could see
me. It was totally against the rules to swim under the dock but then I’m
sure it was against the rules to be holding the head lifeguard’s erect
dick in my hand as well! I could hear Mark trying to whisper to me from
above.
“Damn it Kelly, stop! What if we get caught?!”
I didn't say anything, figuring actions speak louder than words. Besides,
I was sure that once my mouth was around his horny cock that he wouldn’t
be so anxious for me to stop!
I took a deep breath and dove back under. I started to suck his cock
which was already hardening from my holding it and his anticipation. So
much for not wanting me to suck him! Actually I had never done this
before so I wasn’t quite sure how it was going to work out. His cock
tasted like lake water but that wasn't going to stop me. It still had
that familiar feeling of smooth skin with that wonderful hardness
underneath and the head still had that nice rim to run my tongue under.
Over the next five to ten minutes I alternated between sucking him and
then stroking him as I caught my breath. Once someone came up to Mark
and started to talk to him just as I lowered myself under the water. As
I sucked his rock hard cock I tried to imagine how he was managing to
hold a conversation while at the same time one of his sluttiest campers
had her mouth locked around his stiff cock!
Normally when I’m intent on just getting a boy to cum I can usually get
results within five - maximum. Today, though, I was starting to wonder
if I was going to be successful at all when finally I got the reaction I
was hoping for. His head beginning to swell in my mouth and his hips
involuntarily starting to buck as he tried to drive himself deeper into
my mouth, like he was trying to fuck my mouth.
Fortunately, I’d just taken another gulp of air when he came, thick
streams of cum shooting into my mouth. After a few shots I needed air
and had to let go before he was done, leaving him to squirt the rest of
his cum into the lake. It left like trails like slender white worms
swimming through the water.
This time when I surfaced I was next to him on the outside of the dock.
When I opened my mouth he could see his cum still on my tongue.
“God Almighty Kelly, swallow that before someone sees you!”
Well, I had no plans for it to go to waste so I did just as he said.
Then I pulled myself out of the water and started to walk away but Mark
hissed at me. I turned and he motioned for me to come back. He nodded
towards my stomach and I looked down. Right smack in the middle of my
suit was a big blob of cum. One of the loads he shot into the water must
have hit my suit. Nobody had seen it yet so I jumped back in and washed
it off of me. Now THAT would have been a bit tough to explain had I made
it back to the beach without knowing about it!
This time when I got out I checked my suit over and all was clear, I
winked at Mark and wiggled my ass for him as I went to the beach. With
the erection I left him with it didn't surprise me that he didn't get out
of the water for a while afterwards!
On the way back to our cabin Beth came to my side and whispered to me.
“Where did you disappear to back there? You’re suppose to be my buddy and
I couldn’t find you. Good thing they didn’t have a buddy-call!”
Well, there was little danger of a buddy-call when the lifeguard was
getting a BJ but of course she didn’t know that - yet. Once again I
winked at her and smiled like I had earlier this morning. Beth reacted
the same as before, holding her mouth with her eyes wide open and then
she started to giggle.
“No way Kelly,” she said, “You’re just teasing me now. Not even you
would do anything down there. Besides, he was in the water by the dock
most of the time.”
I just smiled and as we walked she suddenly gasped and looked at me again
as she started to realize what I had done. “No!,” she exclaimed, “You
didn’t!... Oh my god!... you rock girl!!”
We laughed and hugged and I promised to fill her in on my entire event
when we got home. I had a feeling we’d both be masturbating something
fierce together when I did!
While I had hoped to have another night with Mark, this was our last
night so there was a big bonfire and worship service in the woods. Our
counselors then took us back to the cabins and we had an all-night
discussion about our week at camp.
Everyone was being a good little girl, sharing about what a spiritual
week this had been for them. Well, it had certainly been a spiritual
experience for me as well, just not the same type as they had! I sat
there in the circle dreaming of what it would have been like to be in
Mark’s cabin right then, feeling him fucking me instead of trading these
silly stories that weren't probably true in the first place. Hmmm, what
would our counselor have said if I told her MY most spiritual experience
had been having the biggest dick ever inside of me last night?
It was really late when we finally went to bed. Of course it’s never too
late for one last round of masturbation, especially after spending the
evening dreaming about being fucked. I was exhausted by the time I fell
asleep but what a day it had been!
Chapter 7 - Heading Home
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It was the last day of camp and thus the last day at the waterfront. I
was ready for something really reckless today but when we got there I was
devastated to find out that Mark was already gone. One of the girls in
an earlier session had fallen and hurt herself and as the head lifeguard
he had to take her into town for medical care. Oh well, so much for
Operation Lifeguard Tower!
That evening my parents came to take me back home. My dad grabbed my
bags and helped me out to the parking lot. Mark must have just made it
back as he was standing with the other counselors saying goodbye to
everyone so I introduced my parents to him, telling them that Mark had
taught me a lot this week.
Mark was a bit flushed but imagine how much he would have been had be
known I would soon be sharing everything I’d done at camp with my mom –
and I mean everything!
Well, so much for Church Camp as next year I would be sixteen, too old
for the kid’s programs. Hmmmmmm, maybe someday I can be a counselor? I
think I would be pretty good at teaching the girls a few things... don't
you?
THE END