Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2012 13:41:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Kenneth Rodman <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Camp Suck XX

			     CAMP S.U.C.K. XX

    The last two weeks were going by too fast. Jon and Bobbie were
monomagous the whole time and found occasion for a sexual romp every
day. They were, in fact desperate, knowing it would be a long winter and
they weren't even sure they would be together as junior counsellors the
next summer. The band was shaping up for the wedding and the whole camp was
looking forward to attending.

    When Hal and his wife Bettty arrived at the Nursing Station after
closing time Don had indeed found a bottle of pinot noir and it was open
for airing. Don had forgotten how nice Betty looked. She was tall, about
5'9", maybe 130 pounds and somewhere around 40 years old.  They talked a
bit about the camp, the wedding and after the first glass of wine, Don
said: "Well, we know why we're here and I move we all get naked and get to
know each other better." It took less than a minute to accomplish and Don
was pleased to see that Betty looked even better naked than he had
hoped. Tits were maybe a little on the small side for her size, but high,
pert and begging to be nursed.


    Betty: "Hal, you didn't do his penis justice. It is just gorgeous. Look
how his glans flares out. It must be a good four millimeters outside the
shaft. And so glistening smooth. Yummy, just yummy. I want it in my vagina,
like now. But it needs to be moistened first." Her head dropped to take
that pretty mushroom head into her mouth and her eyes closed as she gently
sucked it.

   "Hey, quit.", said Don. "I don't want the party to end so soon." They
decided Don would fuck Betty and Hal would fuck Don. The men donned
condoms, Betty lay on her side with her knees drawn up and Don gently
entered her love canal.

    "Oh, God, that feels so good when it pops in, I want you to do it again
and again.", said Betty, and she began rubbing her clit as Don did as
requested. Then he felt Hal's cock enter his asshole and it felt better
than he remembered rectal sex could be. Don did most of the moving: Hal was
getting a lot of feeling as Don moved in and out of Betty's pussy thereby
his pucker was stroking Hal's very hard cock. Nobody said a word, they were
all lost in lovely sexual joy and having parallel thoughts. Hal, who had
never had his dick up a rectum: "Hey, his asshole really grabs my penis
tight and I like it!"  Betty: "Oh God, I can feel that big head in my pussy
and every time he bangs my cervix it's heaven!" Don: "Crazy! Haven't fucked
a woman in years and to have a guy up my butt at the same time is
terrific!"  Then Betty squealed, "Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm cumming! OH,
Oh,o,o,o,o,ooooooooooh! And Don felt her vagina squeezing his organ over
and over as she climaxed. That pushed him over the edge and he drove
forward, burying his squirting penis deep inside that lovely tight
vagina. Hal felt Don's rectum contracting with every squirt of cum flowing
into his wife and it only took a half dozen more strokes until his dick
unloaded into Don's colon.Betty was still stroking her clit and she
finished off the tryst with another noisy orgasm. They all had big silly
smiles and agreed that next year they would have an encore.

    The wedding was a blast. The grooms (?) both, like their men of honor,
wore black papier mache bowties and were otherwise without a stitch on. The
minister wore only a clerical collar. The service was quite tradtional and
serious. The wedding march blared as the now married men walked down an
aisle of naked campers all tossing flower petals they had gathered that
day. Then the dancing, fruit punch and hors d'oerves flowed. It was quite a
sight: girls dancing with girls, boys dancing with boys, and even boys
dancing with girls. The counsellors had their own punch bowl and Jon
guessed somebody had spiked it with a fifth of vodka. The longer the
evening went, the more boisterous the counsellors became. Couples were
continually drifting in and out of the bushes and at one point two
counsellors, guys, were sitting at their table in quiet conversation and
jacking each other off under the table. Jon was with Bobbie for the whole
time. It was their last time together and after a few dances, Bobbie said:
"Enough of this fol de rol, let's take a walk." They headed for the 'condom
clearing' but hesitated as they got closer when they heard moans. Peeking
through the bushes, they saw two girls in a strange posture. They were
lying on their sides with their legs spread so that one girl had her upper
leg over the other girl's tummy and the other leg behind her butt. They
were grinding their pussies together vigorously and then one, the blonde,
said: Oh, Ginger, I'm gonna cum..." And shortly thereafter she let out a
little "eeeeek!", stiffened up and apparently did orgasm. It didn't take
long for the redhead to follow suit.

    When the girls, hand in hand, left the glade Jon said: "I guess I've
seen it all now."

    Bobbie: "I doubt it, but I hadn't see that either. Looks like fun but
it wouldn't work for us. Apparently you enjoyed it, or at least that thing
down there did. It's all hard and drippy...."

    "It is, and that isn't precum, that's tears crying for you.", said Jon.

    Bobbie: "How poetic. I think if I kissed it, it would stop crying."

    "I doubt that, but licking my tears away was just what I had in mind
for our last romp of the summer.", said Jon. So they stretched out in the
69 position and began to suck. It was a different time than their last
tryst. This time slow, tender, loving, gentle and oh so sweet, in no hurry
to end something so delicious for so long until the camp resumed next
June. All too soon, Jon felt the tension taking over his entire body and
rapidly increasing until, like the blonde a few minutes before, his body
became rigid, his back arched and he drove his cock deep into Bobbie's
throat. He came quietly from a vocal standpoint, but his cock was anything
but quiet as it jerked and spasmed and squirted boycum to fill Bobbie's
mouth. She swallowed the whole load and concentrated on the lovely feelings
flowing up from her stony hard 'clit'. She wanted the feeling to last, but
when Jon slid his finger up her pooper and began to massage her 'G Spot'
she knew the dam was about to break.

    "I'm getting close....", she said. "Oh, I'm getting close. CLOSE, she
muttered and Jon felt the first spasm of her pucker as her prostate
hardened. "OOOhhhhhh! O, O, Ohhh, o, o, o. ooooooeeee.", and she collapsed
like a rag doll. Jon knew he couldn't swallow her whole ejaculation, but he
he got down the first couple of squirts and then lifted his head to watch
the rest of the flood come shooting out of her jerking clit. They held each
other for a long time, not speaking. They knew they were both savoring the
moment and also knew it would be a long time before they could share
orgasms again.

    Before the end of the evening, Jon and Bobbie were assured by the camp
director that they had jobs for the next season. Now it was up to them to
sell the program to their parents.

			      TO BE CONTINUED