Dan
Jones took a deep breath of the pine-scented air. The trees sighed in
the breeze, and the late August sun sank low in the sky. He heard the
voices of children at play, along with accompanying splashes, and
various balls being bounced, caught, or hit with a bat or tennis
racket. Tomorrow was the last full day of camp, and then all the Girl
Scouts would be going home.
His main job was as maintenance man,
though he pitched in on whatever needing doing, notably driving a van
when the girls in green went on outings. There were two hundred campers
and dozens of teen girls and women employed as counselors,
administrators, coaches, nurses, cooks and waitresses, but he was the
only male for miles around. He lived in a small cabin behind the
maintenance shack, at some distance from the other buildings.
He
loved watching the girls, admiring their growing bodies in the quaint
green uniforms but also noting the personalities of each. He saw who
were leaders, followers, loners, or outcasts. He noticed those who
excelled at any given sport, those who adored nature, those who
preferred crafts, and the many who preferred talking, whether gossip,
storytelling, or even philosophy. He saw who was kind and who was mean.
The
job paid next to nothing, but Dan's needs were simple. His
responsibilities weren't onerous, and he did many of his tasks at night
after the girls were in their cabins. During the day, he had time to
watch the girls. One of Dan's very favorite things in life was watching
girls. But not his very favorite thing.
The girls in the camp
were divided into two teams, the Reds and the Blues. In competitions
throughout the summer, Reds and Blues faced off against each other,
whether in swimming, archery, softball, nature projects or crafts. One
color or the other won each event, but a running tally was also kept.
On the last day was the scavenger hunt, worth more points than any
other event of the summer, this year as most years enough to determine
which team won the Color Trophy. On that hinged who could go home
feeling like winners and who would spend glum winter days dreaming of
revenge when summer rolled around again. Not all the girls looked at it
that way, but some did. Dan had picked Katy from the Reds and Alison
from the Blues as two of the most competitive. They were also not
coincidentally two of the prettiest 11-year-olds, both tall, lithe and
athletic. Both had deep blue eyes, though Katy's long hair was light
brown, while Alison's was pure blond. Each was just starting to grow
breasts, which Dan observed by the pleasing subtle curves under their
blouses when they moved or sat in a certain way. And there was
something about each girl's personality, though he wouldn't have been
able to put his finger on it, that led him to believe they were the
right girls for his plan.
At 9:00 the next morning, each camper
was going to get a list of items to find in the scavenger hunt. Typical
objects were "acorn", "half dollar coin", "starflower" and "nail". Each
girl's list was slightly different, items chosen by the counselors
depending on the age of the camper and her strengths and weaknesses. By
this afternoon the lists had already been printed, but were locked in a
file drawer in the office lest some enterprising camper get a head
start on the next day's contest by peeking. Dan had keys to the office,
of course. He also knew a thing or two about computers. That night he
went into the office, ostensibly to look at a broken window screen. But
while he was there he found the online version of Katy and Alison's
lists, added a single item to the bottom, printed the new version and
substituted them in the stack in the file drawer.
The
next morning at 9:00, when the bell rang, Dan saw the counselors
quickly distributing the lists to the campers who had assembled on the
field. They were not allowed to compare notes, so there was very little
talking. He enjoyed watching the girls working on this focused
activity, each going in her own direction, pausing to think, search,
then moving off somewhere else. He retired to his cabin to wait.
He smiled as he heard footsteps approach. It was Katy who knocked on the wooden frame, peering in through the screen door.
"Come in," he said.
She
had on the white blouse, green skirt, and green socks of the Girl Scout
uniform, along with the green vest with her merit badges and troop
insignia, and wore sturdy brown shoes.
She looked uncomfortable
-- as well she should. "Um," she began, shifting from foot to foot,
"There's this item on my list. And I thought you might be able to help."
"Oh, what is it?"
"Sperm."
"Oh! My goodness! You know what that word means?"
"Yes. We've all had 'Growing and Changing', you know."
He knew the curriculum, and knew that it provided the basics of sexuality education but few nuances. "So, how can I help you?"
"Well, men make sperm, right? And you're the only man around."
"I
guess I am the only man. But it doesn't seem like something I ought to
give you, or even something we should be talking about."
"Yeah, but it's on my list. They wouldn't put it on my list if they didn't expect me to get it."
"Hmmm. Do you know how I get the sperm out?"
"I brought this cup. I'll wait outside."
"It's not that easy to just give you some."
"Isn't
it just like giving a urine sample? I've got the whole rest of my list
done, and I really want to be one of the first ones back."
Dan laughed. "No, there's a lot more to it than that... What do you know about sperm?"
"It makes babies. It comes out the end of your, um, thingie." She wrinkled her nose. "You know, penis. It comes out the end."
"When?"
"I
know it comes out when you stick a penis in a woman to make a baby." As
she spoke she slid her right index finger into the tunnel she made with
her other hand. When she saw what she had done with her hands, she
quick looked to see if Dan had noticed, then looked down, a little
embarrassed.
"Very good. Yeah, that's all correct. But things
have to happen. First, the man's penis has to get hard before he can
get it into the woman."
"But you don't need to get it into a woman now, you can just let it out, right?"
"It doesn't work that way. It's part of a sequence, you see. And the first thing in the sequence is it has to get hard."
"Can't you just make it hard?" She flipped her index finger up from her loose fist.
"No. It gets hard when I'm in the right mood, like when I see a woman I'd like to make a baby with."
"Oh," said Katy, deflating. "I don't think I could get a counselor to come. Just asking her would be so embarrassing."
"True,
yeah, a counselor would never work." Dan paused and lowered his tone.
"But you know, you already look pretty much like a woman. You're very
pretty, and I know your body's changing and you're not just a little
girl any more."
"Oh, gee, I..." Katy blushed.
"No, you're really very pretty, and you should be proud of it."
"Um, OK, but how does it work?"
"I could pull my pants down while I look at you, and my penis might get hard."
"Oh, ummm..."
"It would be kind of education for you, too, right?"
She hesitated and looked at the cup in her hand. "But I don't take my clothes off or anything?"
"Right."
Dan
was standing three feet from Katy in the small cabin, and he studied
her face closely as he pulled down his shorts and briefs. The girl was
intensely curious, but not afraid. He looked down and considered what
she was seeing: a bold profusion of dark brown hair and a ball sac,
between which a rather average circumcised penis dangled, already much
fuller than usual but pointing downward.
"Now," he said. "If I
look at a beautiful girl and imagine I'd like to make a baby up inside
her, see what happens." He looked Katy up and down, though his eyes
were especially drawn to the spot where her inner thighs disappeared up
under the green skirt. Seeing her like that, and knowing she was
watching him, his cock rose rapidly, each pulse of blood lifting it a
little.
Katy smiled warily. "Wow." After a moment, as his cock
passed the horizontal and stiffened fully, she said, "So can you let
the sperm out now?" She held the cup out.
"Oh, that's just the
first step of the sequence. If I was trying to make a baby, I would
climb up onto a woman and point this between her legs. Then I'd slide
it into an organ in her body. Do you remember what that's called?"
"Of course."
"Say it."
"Vagina. You'd put it in her vagina."
"Very
good! Now, I don't have a vagina at hand here -- at least not one I can
use." He paused to observe that Katy had noticed and looked to the
side. "So I'll pretend my hand is a vagina." He made his right hand
into a tube and poked his penis at the ring formed by his curled little
finger. He let his cock open it a little as his thrust forced his penis
up inside the hand. "Ahhh!" he said.
Katy reached forward with
the cup and put it under the end of his cock, staying several inches
clear of his flesh, but ready to catch anything that dribbled out.
"Not yet," he said. "Do you know what happens next?"
She shook her head.
"I
pump this in and out of the vagina, over and over again. It feels
really good." He fucked his hand and sighed with pleasure. Katy held
the cup expectantly.
"Have you ever seen a boy pee, Katy?"
She nodded.
"Did the pee just dribble out, or did it shoot out?"
She
didn't answer, but moved the cup up in anticipation of something that
would come out in an arc. But she couldn't put it in the right spot
without knowing just what the arc would be. "You could hold it," she
said.
He took the cup but let that hand rest at his side. "It
will still take a while," he said. But he knew full well he could have
shot a couple big milky globs onto her pretty green dress within
seconds if he wanted to.
After a moment, he said, "Some encouragement helps. Can you tell me you'd like me to shoot some sperm out?"
"Yeah, I do."
"No, no... Smile, look at me, and say all the words."
Katy
looked at him, though unable to avoid some glances at the rhythmic
action below. Her face was beautiful and vulnerable. "I'd really like
it if you'd shoot some sperm out." She giggled as she realized what
she'd said, then sobered up quickly, "so I can have it to finish up my
scavenger hunt list."
"That was a nice start," he said. "But my
body wants to shoot it out to make a baby, not be part of a scavenger
hunt. So that kind of wrecks the mood."
"Oh," she said. "I'd really like it if some sperm would come out, like trying to make a baby."
"Thanks... Gosh," he moaned. "You sure look like the kind of person I'd like to make a baby in."
She straightened up. "No. I'm too young, and --"
"Oh,
I know... I'm not suggesting that, don't worry." He'd gotten ahead of
himself. He stroked a bit more. "But I know you've got a vagina too,
even if it's just a little girl vagina. And if I could just see your
panties, right up where they cover it..."
Katy hesitated.
"It's not showing any more than a bathing suit," he said reasonably.
"Will that make the sperm come out?"
"We'll have to see... It certainly would help."
Katy flipped up her skirt to give him a brief glimpse of her white panties before letting it fall again.
"Not like that... Let me look a while."
Katy slowly began raising the skirt, and when it was halfway up, wiggled her hips first one way and then the other, and giggled.
The
white panty cloth came into view, and Dan looked at the crotch
intently. He slowed down his stroking to keep himself from coming.
"Do you have any hair up there?" he asked.
"Ummm. Yeah, a little."
"Could
I see? Just once, real quick... The sperm's about ready to spurt out, I
just need a little more..." He didn't need to feign his excitement. And
while the sperm was ready to spurt out, he saw no need to mention that
he could control how ready it was and had no intention of shooting it
out soon.
"Sure you're going to catch it for me?" she said, and
he dutifully raised the cup and stuck it right at the end of his cock
as he thrust into his hand more urgently.
She grabbed her panty
crotch and pulled it to the side to reveal her pussy slit. A little
silky hair was on her mound. But instead of letting the panty cloth
slide back right away, she held it aside and glanced at him repeatedly
while he took a good long look. Something in her expression changed,
something saying this wasn't just about getting sperm for her scavenger
hunt any more.
Just then they heard approaching footsteps. Katy
instantly removed her hand, smoothed her skirt down and looked around
frantically. They both knew her being caught with a man like this would
be very bad for her. She stood behind the door out of sight.
Dan's reaction to the approaching footsteps was to sit on his bed and whip a blanket over his midsection.
Alison's golden hair glowed in the sunlight as she knocked.
"Come in... What can I do for you?" He adored the freshness of her young body standing in front of him.
"Ummm, this is going to sound really weird, OK?"
"OK."
"But it's about the scavenger hunt. Getting an item."
"OK. What item do you have in mind?"
"Can you get me some sperm?"
"Sperm! My heavens! What a question!"
"It's
on my list here. 'Sperm'." She showed it to him. "You're my only hope.
You could like jerk off in this little cup. I'll wait outside." She
held out the very same kind of small paper cup Katy had presented.
"A girl like you shouldn't know anything about jerking off," he said.
"Ah, c'mon, of course I do. All the girls do. Well, I've got a big brother."
"Oh, OK. I hope he doesn't jerk off with you there!"
"No, nothing like that. He just talks about it."
Dan stood, flinging the blanket aside. "Funny you should ask."
Alison
stared at the rampant male organ. "What? Huh? Did you know I was
coming?" She turned away, holding her arm behind her with the cup for
him to take.
"No, I didn't know you'd come," he said. "But you're not the first one who's made this request."
"Oh. Was she someone from the Reds?" asked Alison urgently.
Dan looked at Katy, who was not at all hidden. If Alison had turned over her other shoulder she would have seen her already.
"Hi,"
she said, making Alison jump. She was evidently relieved that the
footsteps hadn't heralded the arrival of some counselor. They were sort
of friends; he'd seen them talk with each other. But now the two girls
regarded each other with competitive hackles raised. Today Alison was
Blue and Katy was Red, and they were enemies.
Alison said, "You have 'sperm' on your list too?"
"Yeah. And before you came in, he was just about to make it come out."
Alison considered. "Tell you what... It doesn't say how much we need. We could just split it."
"No way, I was here first!" said Katy.
They glared at each other, then turned to Dan, who stood up, cock sticking straight out in front.
"As
I was explaining to Katy, a man shoots out his sperm when he's trying
to make a woman pregnant. Or if he's just imagining, he dreams of it
going into a woman. But just one woman. At least just one at a time."
"But it's not that hard. My brother says he can just whack it a few times and the stuff flies out everywhere."
"Well,
I'm not your brother," Dan said, idly stroking his stiff cock. "Before
you came in, I was telling Katy how pretty she was, and how she's grown
up enough to make me think about putting a baby into her."
Alison looked back and forth between the two of them. "You weren't going to --"
Katy answered. "No! He just wanted to look."
"She let me see her panties, and then showed me what was inside a bit. She's got a little hair in there."
"I do too!" said Alison, looking around, thinking hard.
"But I was here first, so you'll give it to me, right?"
"Hmmm,"
said Dan. "That would be one way to do it." He turned to Alison. "You
are certainly very pretty too," said Dan. "You make me feel kind of the
same way. Like trying to put a baby in you would be fun."
"Oh," said Alison, blushing in spite of herself.
Dan
sighed, kicked off his sandals, ripped his T-shirt over his head, and
stood up tall, totally naked. "What I'm going to do is give the sperm
to whichever of you makes it shoot out."
The girls looked at each other, realizing this was a new kind of competition. Katy looked down briefly.
Alison smiled and gulped. "My brother says there's this thing called a blow job."
"That would be very nice." Dan was having fun. This was going very well!
Alison
knelt and tried to figure out how to do it. She gave a faint sour
expression before putting his tip into her mouth. That much was clear,
at least.
Dan moaned. "Ah, that's very nice, Alison! Mmmmm... Of
course you know, if you do that much longer I'll shoot the sperm into
your mouth."
A priceless moment of panic came over the girl's
face with his shaft sticking into her mouth, but then she popped off
long enough to say, "That's OK."
"But I don't know," he said. "The list said 'sperm'. If it's mixed with saliva, I wonder if it counts."
Alison hesitated and looked at him.
"Hey, I'll promise not to spurt it out up there, but it still feels really, really good."
Alison managed to bob enough to give his cock a half-inch stroke.
"Katy, maybe you could help too."
She looked up from the fellatio, which evidently fascinated her, and waited expectantly.
"Could you take that vest off, unbutton your blouse and let me see your bra -- or whatever that is."
"Training bra," she said, and after a mere moment's hesitation she flung the vest off and undid the buttons of the blouse.
"Oh,
man, that's hot!" said Dan, causing a brief smile to flicker from
Katy's lips. Alison's mouth was giving him great sensations below, but
it was the girls themselves that were precious. "Can I, can I touch it
-- them?"
"Oh," said Katy, considering.
"I'll be real gentle."
"OK,
I guess," she said, but couldn't help smiling as Dan's hands glided
over her chest and shoulders before circling the miniature mounds of
flesh under the training bra.
Alison had paused with the tip of Dan's cock in her mouth, evidently trying to plan her next move.
"That's enough, Alison," Dan said, before murmuring to Katy, "That is just so incredibly sexy, mmmm."
As
Alison stood, she said, "You can do that with mine too!" and hastily
began exposing her top. But she whipped her training bra off with
everything else.
"See?"
"Oh, my, that's amazing!" said Dan. He turned to Alison and said, "Can I touch?"
"Yes!" said Alison at once.
"Come
over here, girls," said Dan, and sat on the bed, both girls following
to stand in front of him. He kept one hand on the front of Katy's
training bra while the other swirled over Alison's alluring little
breastlets.
With a quick glance at Alison's chest, Katy quickly
pulled her bra off to expose her own nipples, which made Dan sigh
contentedly.
"You could, well, you know..." said Katy.
"No, I don't know," said Dan mildly. "Tell me."
"Like, with your mouth," she said.
"Oh,
that would be fantastic!" he said, zooming in to lick her breast and
nipple. He reflected that this was like poker. Katy had seen Alison and
raised her one.
"Mine too! You can suck mine too!" said Alison. Call. Except the bidding wasn't over until Dan said it was over.
With
a lusty grin, Dan dove in to thoroughly lick and suck each of the four
breasts in turn, as the two girls stood firmly shoulder to shoulder.
When his mouth had wet each breast, his hands lingered and swirled the
wet around. Soon his mouth was alternating between Katy's left breast
and Alison's right while his hands fondled the ones on the outside. He
was aware of the fronts of the girls right against his chest, the two
green skirts and the four lovely, slim legs below.
He thought
Alison wriggled a bit, but wasn't sure, until she did it again. Her
pelvis instinctively wanted something. Katy's breathing wasn't totally
regular.
He pulled his head back and feasted his eyes on the
display of 11-year-old girl. "Panties! I want to see your panties!" he
said urgently. "And not just see!"
Katy hitched her skirt up
quickly and thrust her pelvis out at him. He dove in with his face and
breathed hot air onto her pussy through the cloth while he drew in deep
breaths of her mysterious smell.
His face fully occupied with
lower Katy, his other hand groped blindly between Alison's knees and
then he slid it slowly up to her crotch. She spread her legs to
accommodate him, and he cupped her vulva through the cloth and began
gentle rhythmic finger strokes, meanwhile nibbling gently on Katy
through her panty cloth.
He pulled back to catch his breath and
looked up at the two girls pressed close against him. Their expressions
told him that this wasn't just about the color trophy any more. Their
sexualities were engaged too.
"I want to lick inside! With no panties in the way!"
The girls looked at each other and sobered momentarily.
"OK," Alison said, and ditched hers to reveal downy hair just like Katy's. Katy followed just a second later.
"Lie
back on the bed, now, Alison... Head up there on the pillow... Now
spread your legs really wide so I can get at you..." He beheld the
pretty blond 11-year-old, totally naked above the knees. How many times
he'd dreamed about seeing one of these girls in this position! Below,
she still wore green socks and sturdy brown shoes, but the parts that
mattered were bare and open for his exploration. He treasured the view
as he slowly moved his head up between her legs. He saw tender delicate
inner thigh flesh on either side, soft and smooth. But between was the
anomaly, not smooth skin. It was the central slit with its downy hair.
He gave the entire area a good licking before his tongue found her clit
and began a gentle, firm stroking with his tongue, over and over. Her
thighs twitched occasionally and she whimpered.
Katy tugged on
his hips down below, and it took him a second to realize what she was
doing. He raised himself from a totally prone position to hands and
knees, while his head remained down, firmly engaged with Alison's
tenderest parts. Katy glided her hands all over his rear end, inner
thighs, balls and cock. She then began wanking him, having gotten some
serious moisture from somewhere -- enough that it was lubricated.
Very
clever, he thought. The prize was his sperm. If Katy made him spurt,
she would have a fair claim to having made the sperm come out while
Alison was just enjoying the carnal pleasures of his tongue. He adored
the little girl twat his face was buried in while little girl hands did
their best to make a a fake vagina down below. After a minute, he
raised his head and turned over his shoulder. "Can I do this to you?"
he asked Katy urgently.
"Yes!" she said after the briefest hesitation.
Alison
didn't move -- maybe she was so focused on the pleasure in her loins
that she didn't hear -- so he positioned Katy in the other direction,
with her head at the foot of the bed, and began his wet loving of the
brunette's private parts. Eleven-year-old pussy was sweet and light, he
decided, and eleven-year-old clits were very sensitive.
In a minute Alison stirred behind him, and he let her take his hand when she tugged on it.
He
was excited and pleased to feel her move his fingers around her wet
vulva, stroking on her clit a little. Then she took his middle finger
and put it at her pussy opening. In this song, she kept returning to
her clit as a chorus, but the verses were about gently working his
middle finger into her pussy! She collected some moisture to ease the
penetration, and stuffed his finger inside bit by bit. When she'd
digitally raped herself with his finger to the second knuckle, she
began moving his finger in and out. His cock lay against the blanket
under him, but it got even harder and twitched, acutely envying that
middle finger.
In a burst of excitement he licked Katy's clit
with special enthusiasm and she yelped and shuddered with a small
orgasm. He gently slowed his licking, then raised his head to see how
the parts of Alison that weren't her vagina and clit were configured.
She was standing on her right leg on the floor, her left foot up on the
bed and way out to the side, holding his hand up against -- and inside
-- her feminine parts.
He pulled himself up to sit cross-legged.
He looked at her questioningly, but she held his gaze firmly and nodded
slightly, reaching down to gently encircle his cock with her fingers.
"Do you really want... Are you asking... Really?" he asked with urgent lust.
"You can do what you want with me..." she said softly.
"Oh, shit!" he said. "That's one way to get sperm -- let me do the real thing."
Alison lay down once again, head on the pillow, and spread herself out for the taking.
Dan eagerly lowered himself into position, cock twitching in anticipation.
Below, Katy sat up. "Hey! What's going on? You're not really going to... Oh my God!"
But
Dan and Alison would not be deterred. She held herself open and guided
his cock. He pressed gently, holding himself back like a gentleman,
remembering she was a virgin. As he felt his tip penetrate her muscles,
she said, "Oh! Oh, wow!"
"What?" asked Dan, stopping at once.
"It's bigger than a finger. A lot bigger!"
"Should I stop?"
"No! No, keeping going!"
Dan
grinned and worked his cock in a little at a time. To look at her, she
was more girl than woman, the breastlets, pubic fuzz and slightly wider
hips just hints of what was to come. But her pussy was already big
enough to take him!
Katy said, "You guys! This is so illegal! And what if you get pregnant?"
"I haven't gotten my period yet."
Katy
perhaps surmised that with Dan's cock doing the very thing it would do
to make a baby, the sperm would be coming out soon and Alison would
have earned it. At least that was Dan's inference when Katy said, "Hey,
will this count? It won't be pure sperm, right? It will have her gunk
in it too."
"No, I know this will be fine," said Dan
confidently. Then he turned his gaze from the blond 11-year-old who had
invited him to take her virginity and looked over his shoulder at the
gorgeous naked brunette sitting below, legs together, mermaid style.
"So be a good sport," he said to Katy with a genuine smile and a lusty
inspection of her body.
"OK," she said with a sigh.
Turning back to the girl he was actually mating with, he tried to get in a little deeper on his next thrust. Alison said, "Oh!"
Dan paused a moment, then tried pressing again.
"Ow!"
He
tried backing up and poking in and out using the three inches of
penetration that she had offered him without discomfort. But every time
he pressed in more, Alison stiffened.
Katy sat below, gently
caressing his buttocks and ball sac, as he pumped gently in and out of
Alison. After another minute, Katy said, "I'm just fine with this, but,
um, if you wanted, you could do that to me too."
"Don't you want to shoot the sperm out?" Alison asked Dan. "You can, any time."
Dan
kissed her. She was great, and on any other day he would have
considered himself unbelievably lucky. The opportunity to ejaculate in
the girl's vagina is one he would not have missed. But today was
different. He had another chance here. Another pussy was inviting his
intrusion. And he couldn't let himself go in Alison the way he really
wanted to without hurting her.
"OK, Katy," he said, pulling out. "You're on!"
Alison gave a big sigh.
"Um, all right," Katy said, swallowing.
"You sure you're OK with this?" asked Dan.
"Yes, yes! Just a little nervous."
Katy
spread herself out for the taking as before, head at the foot of the
bed, and Dan moved in. She didn't use her fingers to guide him, but Dan
was happy to do that himself. He found her opening, and as his cock was
already slick with Alison's juices, he slid his tip inside.
Katy giggled.
"What?" he said. "Had enough?"
"No, not at all! It's really big, but it feels good."
Dan
grinned and went back to forcing himself into this other 11-year-old
virgin. She was tight, but with each further thrust her feminine tunnel
spread open gracefully, hot and slick around him. There was no
stiffening or discomfort as he worked himself in four inches, then
five. At last their bodies pressed together on the outside. He was
home, fully accepted into Katy's body in a way that he hadn't been in
Alison. He couldn't tell what Alison was doing, but he didn't really
care at the moment.
He drew partway out of Katy and then plunged
in to the hilt. It was special that she could accommodate his deepest
thrust, every inch of his penetration. He began moving with longer
strokes, and her little vague smile never wavered no matter how deep he
pressed. He thought about how perfect it was. The beautiful girl smiled
up at him, brown hair everywhere, partly covering her breastlets. Her
hands were up in a position of surrender, and she looked like this was
exactly what she wanted to be doing, more than anything else. Or
perhaps more accurately, this was what she wanted him to do to her,
because she was quite passive. He wanted to experience this different
ways. He nudged her legs farther apart with his knees while he thrust
in and out strongly. He lay down on her completely and put his arms
behind her back, hugging her tightly while he held himself in deep and
moved back and forth just a little with very fast strokes.
He
lifted his torso up off of her, looking down as his rampant pubic hair
pressed over and over again into her delicate little fluff. Below, he
saw his shaft going straight up into the girl's center, showing when he
was out of her, disappearing whenever he pressed in deep. Her hips were
narrow and her legs thin, but her pussy was everything a man could wish
for He leaned down to lick her breastlets as he continued to hump into
her, then went to licking her cheeks and then kissed her on the lips.
She kissed him back.
He was drawing out the experience because
once he came it would be over. But his body would not be denied
indefinitely. Katy had come asking for sperm, and sperm she would get.
He lowered himself, worked his hands around behind her and grabbed one
skinny butt cheek in each hand. And then he went into overdrive. His
strokes were long, they were fast, and they were deep. He regrappled
her butt cheeks and nudged her thighs apart repeatedly, then each time
returned to his fast and furious copulation. At this point it was a
fuck -- there really was no other term for the violence with which he
plunged in and out, grunting loudly, digging his nails into her
buttocks, pressing her into the mattress with his full weight. One
might have thought her suffering from this rough treatment. She gave
the lie to that when she shrieked and shuddered as she climaxed, and he
felt her pussy squeeze him even more tightly in rhythmic waves. His
ecstasy overwhelmed him then, and he was dimly but importantly aware
that his male apparatus was seizing up, spurting gob after gob of sperm
deep into the orgasming girl.
He slowed, and totally satisfied,
gently let his softening cock slip of Katy and slid onto his back. She
turned over to snuggle against him, lifting her right leg up and over
his stomach. They gradually caught their breath, occasionally opening
their eyes to grin at the other one, but soon they were drifting
between afterglow and sleep.
Suddenly Katy started. "Huh? Hey!"
Dan
lifted his head to see Alison's finger emerging from between Katy's
legs. Alison was fully dressed, wearing a gleeful smile, and raced
around the bed headed for the door while she shook the goop off her
finger and into the small paper cup.
Indignant, Dan leapt from
bed and dove just in time to catch Alison's shoe. Alison fell, but
shaking her foot free of the shoe she got up and pushed the screen door
open. Dan leapt again and caught Alison's fleeing green sock, which
came off in his hand. But Dan reached out once more and grabbed an
ankle. Alison couldn't wriggle out of her ankle, so she was well and
truly caught.
"Let me go!" she said, but when he tightened his
grasp she switched gears. "I thought that would be pretty funny, you
guys fucking away like rabbits and me stealing the prize. Pretty
clever, huh?"
Katy sat up in bed and frowned groggily.
Dan
was not at all amused. "Have you no sense of decency? No sense of right
and wrong? No morals? You were stealing what Katy earned fair and
square!" He was now on his feet, stark naked, holding a fully dressed
girl scout by the arm, face dark with anger.
"Hey, it was just a joke. And it's just the stupid color trophy."
Alison's cheeky attitude stoked his anger. "Have you no remorse?" She was silent. "I'll teach you a lesson!"
And with that he marched to the bed, flung Alison down across his knees, hitched up her skirt, and spanked her three times.
"I'm sorry," said Alison, not really sounding very sorry.
Dan hit again, five harder blows.
"Hey! Ouch!" shouted Alison.
Katy put her hand on Dan's arm. "Not too hard, OK?"
With that Dan stopped and just held Alison over his lap.
Katy
stretched luxuriously, then squatted in front of where Alison's head
lolled on the floor. With her little paper cup under her, she reached
up inside herself and fished out some goop, then some more, one finger
after another. Then she got the other cup, the one Alison was trying to
run away with, and with her finger carefully added those drips to the
bigger mess in her own cup, and then she seated her cup into the empty
one, stacking them. She looked briefly at her sticky finger, then wiped
it on Alison's cheeks.
"Hey!" said Alison, but said no more after Dan delivered a warning swat to her rear end.
He
realized his hand was resting on a pair of girl panties. He began
fondling the girl's butt and thighs. His cock filled with blood,
starting to press gently into Alison's stomach.
"No way!" said Alison, while Dan continued to stroke.
Katy began to get dressed in leisurely fashion.
"What do you think, Katy?" Dan asked. "Do you think I have the right to fondle Alison's bottom?"
Katy smiled. "Sure, I'd say so. Alison, you were offering him a lot more than that a little while ago."
"But that was different! I wanted the sperm then!"
"Why? It was just the stupid color trophy, right?" said Katy.
Alison was silent.
"The
way I see it," said Dan, "is that you have a perfectly good pussy, but
it's just too short. Katy's is nice and long, deep enough to take the
full length of a man. I think we need to lengthen yours. It may hurt,
but then you deserve some punishment."
"Hey! No, that's not fair!"
"What do you think, Katy?"
"I think that's fine -- just don't give her any sperm, right? That's all mine."
"Yes, of course."
Alison
didn't fight as Dan nudged her into what had become her usual position,
right way around on the bed, but he made sure to always have some part
of Alison's body firmly in hand.
"It's OK, I won't run away," said Alison with a sigh.
"Fine. Prepare yourself to be taken," said Dan.
Alison
kept herself dressed on top, still wearing training bra, blouse and
vest, but hitched up her skirt and pulled off her panties. He thought
it would be kind of sexy to press his hairy chest against a bunch of
merit badges.
"I guess no..." Alison wiggled her tongue "... this time?"
"Yeah,
right," said Dan. However, Alison's girlish box had been quite aroused
and stretched not so very long before, and when Dan mounted her he slid
in pretty easily for those first three inches.
Katy finished combing her hair and sat by Alison's head, looking this time at the sex with quiet calm rather than consternation.
"Should I stretch her?" Dan asked.
Katy looked at Dan and nodded.
He
pressed in harder and Alison winced. The next stroke was harder still
and she winced again, biting her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.
Dan noticed but didn't stop. Alison had done wrong, and he was punishing her on behalf of Katy.
After
a half dozen hard strokes, Dan noticed a change. His cock was getting
in farther. It was very erotic pressing so very hard into the depths of
the girl, but his body was having its way with her. His cock wanted a
deeper pussy, and by God her pussy was complying with his demand.
Before too many minutes had passed, he was in almost as far as in Katy,
though Alison just couldn't be stretched that last half inch. And
Alison wasn't wincing so much any more.
Katy looked below to see that Alison had taken inside all of Dan's cock. "So, is that done now?"
"Yeah," said Dan. "But now I'm here I'd like to fuck this little hussy's cunt."
Alison
opened her mouth to speak, then shut it again and settled for a
reproachful glance. Katy gave him a disapproving glance too.
Oh,
well. Dan fucked away. He was in heaven. Alison slowly worked her hand
up until it was between their pubic bones. From the little tugs and
flutters it was evident she was massaging her own clit. But Dan didn't
object. The minutes passed.
Katy said, "Maybe I'll go turn in my
completed scavenger hunt list while you finish up with her. Just be
sure not to give her any sperm, right? So red gets the points and blue
doesn't?"
"Wait just a second," said Dan. He fully enjoying
dominating this gorgeous if very unethical little girl. But now he
switched from the highly pleasurable fucking that could go on forever
into the kind that has an end and goal.
When his motion was good
and strong he let his body build towards delicious climax. As warmth
radiated out from his loins he felt a flood of pleasure. Katy fluttered
faster with her fingers. Dan pressed very hard, surely bruising the
girl's digits, and then she cried out and her vagina tightened. His
cock spurted sperm into the bad girl's pussy, not as much as into Katy,
but still plenty. He moaned and sighed his pleasure and satisfaction.
"Hey! He gave me the sperm too. Ha ha!" Alison chortled.
"No, he said he wouldn't. I guess he can do that without giving up any sperm?" asked Katy.
"No,
he gave me sperm," countered Alison, but she didn't sound sure of
herself. They waited for Dan, as he was the one who knew for certain.
When
Dan was good and satisfied, he pulled out, and Alison quickly confirmed
from the smell that she did indeed have sperm swimming in her pussy.
"How could you?" asked Katy, standing with hands on her hips.
"Well," Dan said, discomfort growing in him. "I have a confession to make."
"What?" the two girls said in unison.
He pulled himself up so he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and so did Alison.
"Ummmm."
"What is it?" pressed the girls.
"Didn't you think it was pretty weird to have 'sperm' on a scavenger hunt list?"
"Yeah, it was, but they've got to include some hard ones," said Alison.
"Yeah, I kind of thought it was weird," said Katy. "But you know some of those counselors are pretty sex-crazy."
Dan chuckled. It was true.
"Well,
actually, I kind of hacked the system and added that item to your
lists. I kind of cheated. Here are your real lists, without 'sperm' on
them." He produced them and handed them over.
The two girls
looked at each other unbelievingly, then at him. Smoldering anger was
about to burst into flames. He spoke quickly.
"And I don't
really have any excuse, but I did think the two of you were the
prettiest, most interesting, sexiest girls in the whole camp! Really!
You're both amazing."
Katy's fists landed in a flurry, with Alison's joining in a second later.
"Your horrible, horrible man! ... Talk about ethics... We ought to report you! ... How dare you spank me ..."
Fingernails
raked his thighs. His hair was pulled, hard, over and over. Every limb
was graced with a bad Indian sunburn. He took his medicine, using his
superior strength to protect only his private parts that had taken such
outrageous liberties with these sweet, innocent little things. The
girls spit on him. And Katy emptied the entire cup of sperm and girl
juice on his hair and rubbed it in.
Soon he heard a giggle, then another.
"We oughta poop in his bed," said Alison.
"Gross! Maybe pee, though. Pee in his underwear drawer."
Then there was just laughter and giggling, but still they bounced up and down on him, hard.
"You could go to jail, you know," said Katy quietly.
Dan felt sick dread in his stomach.
"Yeah,
right," said Alison. "Do you want everyone on the planet to know we
were such suckers that we went to him looking for sperm? That we begged
him to get into our panties because we just had to win the color
trophy?"
"Yeah," said Katy. "And I don't want you to go to prison, anyway."
"Yeah, me neither," said Alison.
"So, you didn't mind too much?" asked Dan.
"No, though you were still a bad man."
"Yeah, a very bad man."
"Yeah, I was."
All three giggled.
"I couldn't believe it could feel so darn good!" said Katy.
"Yeah,
it kinda hurt there, but it felt fantastic too!" echoed Alison, though
Dan didn't think she had actually had any orgasms. "If you hadn't done
this we might have gone years without ever knowing how great it could
be." As they spoke she put panties and skirt back on.
"How are we going to find anyone to do it with? All the boys our age are just skinny little kids."
Dan said, "Well, if you're really nice, maybe a big boy or a man will help you out now and then."
"Help us out! You were going half crazy trying to get your penis into us!" Alison said.
"Yeah, I guess I was," admitted Dan sheepishly. "Sorry."
"It's OK. It was actually incredibly hot to be desired like that."
They heard the lunch bell ring from across the fields, bringing them back to Girl Scout camp and the present.
"Bye," said all three in succession.
Dan gave Alison a quick, fatherly hug. Katy was a little slower to let him go.
Dan
knew from snooping in the camp files that Alison lived on the other
side of the country, but it so happened that Katy was only a
half-hour's drive from where he lived during the year. The next day
before she went home with her parents, she left a note in his cabin
with her cell number and a smiley face. Dan gave a big smile in return.