Perverts 'R' Us

Summer Camp

By Ralph Kramden ( f/f, m/f, inc )

Summer's over and I'm back at school studying triangles. It's getting late and I'm tired of geometry. It's sooo boring. My brother is out on a date with his new girl; wonder if he'll get any. He was feeling her up in the hall this morning, I was told.

Guess I'll open this big ol' biology book though it's not the kind of biology I'm dreamin' of. Wish we were back at Camp Kawanda again. Being a counselor was so fun and playing around with Dwayne was even funnier. (Is that a word?)

Dwayne has been a counselor there for two years. This summer was my first. I had my own cabin of girls. They were all eleven and twelve year olds, which made it quite a challenge since I'm only fifteen and Dwayne's 17, so the girls see him as an adult (a cute adult) while they were a little less respectful of me, treating me like an older sister.

Maybe that wasn't so bad because I became a confidant to one of the twelve year olds and had I been viewed as an adult, no doubt I would be a pariah. Her name was Peggy and she had luxuriant red hair, fair skin and freckles. She was pretty mature for her age and had long legs and a nice figure. She was smart too and liked to play word games and fool around with riddles. She took a liking to me.

Usually all smiles, a serious Peggy cornered me in the cafeteria after dinner and asked if I would walk with her back to the cabin. It was twilight, she reached out and we strode through the woods hand in hand.

Suddenly, next to some redwoods, she pulled me off the path and into a grove. She looked into my face, shut her eyes, screwed up her courage and recited the lines she obviously had worked on in her head for days: "Sandy, I know I'm just a kid and all but I know some things and I really, really think I'm in love with you. I hope you understand and I hope you'll love me back...a little, at least?" The final word of her sentence was a note higher, as though it was a question. She usually did this when she spoke.

She opened her eyes and smiled at me hopefully. I wasn't that surprised really. I knew she liked me. She was always around, always looking at me, and for me.

She pulled me to her and kissed me full on the lips. A little startled I just kissed her back and soon we were even frenching. We had our arms about one another standing in the redwood grove. My head spun.

"Would you like to make love?" she said. I hardly expected that she would know how, but no doubt she had gotten educated on the Internet like I had. I felt her breast and then her butt. She pushed her hand down the front of my shorts and gently stroked my sex. God, it was wonderful.

Peggy was on her knees in a second and had my shorts and panties down on my shoes as she licked my sex. I spread my legs a little and decided to enjoy her tongue as it explored my asshole and pussy. I got so wet I could hardly stand it.

I pulled her up and we were frenching again. I got my hand in her shorts and my finger on her little clit. She was exploring my tits. I vigorously rubbed her clit (I guess this is how you do it, it works for me) I could feel her getting wet. I knew she was hot, I could smell it.

"Let's do 69" she whispered, but just then I heard some campers coming up the trail and we decided to "cool it" for a while. We were both out of breath and panting.

We got down on the ground behind the bushes and waited for the campers to pass. Peggy had her head on my shoulder. I really wanted to see her tits and play with them a little. I felt her left breast and she began to take off her bra.

"I think we better get back to the cabin, Peggy," I said. I wasn't scared exactly but thought we had gone pretty far on our first "date". I needed to think this out. I'm not a lezzy; at least I don't think I am. I mean when I see Dwayne out on the volleyball court, and the muscles ripple across his back when he makes a shot, I get goose bumps.

I can tell if he is wearing a jockstrap (pleasant bump) or boxer shorts (hose running down his leg). I even saw him with a hard on once. We were talking across the table when I dropped a spoon. When I got under the table to get it, there it was: Dwayne's big ol' cock sticking up. I really liked it. I started getting wet.

I don't know about boys. What gave him a hard on? We were just talkin'. I wasn't showing off my tits or anything. Anyway I don't think lezzies are interested in boys like I am. I REALLY like the "smell" and "taste" of boy and especially Dwayne, for sure.

I love those big biceps and "hunky" shoulders not to mention that tight butt.

But Peggy's curves are exciting too. I love looking down that "valley of interest" when she bends over and I love the way she unconsciously rubs her butt when she looks at me. I don't know, I don't know.

"Lets make this our place" It was Peggy bringing me back from my reverie. "Lets make this our special place and if either one of us gets horny she can say to the other "Do you want to go 'over there'?"

"Our secret word will be 'LML'" she said. "If I whisper to you 'LML' we both will know that it means 'Let's Make Love' It will be our secret and when we say 'LML' we'll do IT 'over there', O. K.?" she said.

"And let's not wear any bras this summer?" she suggested. I guessed I could get away with it, as I'm not that big "on top" but Peggy would be bouncin' all over the place. In the end I agreed, as Peggy really wanted to feel free and sexy for me. Could be way cool, I guess.

Strangely that is exactly what got Dwayne interested in me. Let me explain.

We had taken our troopers, my girls and Dwayne's guys, out in the lake in canoes. We decided to race and I stretched so far to dig in with my paddle that I went in. The canoe stayed upright but I was out there treading water like a damned fool. Geesh!

Dwayne maneuvered next to me and with one mighty arm he pulled me out of the drink and into the center of his canoe. I was drenched of course and my white Camp Kawanda tee shirt was transparent. Dwayne sat in his seat and just stared at my chest. I couldn't take it off and wring it out as I might have if I were wearing a sport bra. My shorts clung to my hips and butt too, so he got quite a view.

After that Dwayne was hangin' around our cabin quite a bit; to the annoyance of Peggy, I might add. He would corral me at dinner and ask if we could take a walk and stuff. I sure didn't mind. He is so handsome and strong and has a really fun personality that I had somehow missed before. We had known each other "forever" of course but just now he seemed "different" and like, "better".

Dwayne took me up to the ridge where we could see the sun set into the Pacific and watch the hawks ride the thermals. We sat there for the longest time.

And then Dwayne reached over and put his hand on my knee. I tilted my head and closed my eyes, as he got closer. His lips engulfed mine. We held each other tightly and I ran my hand over his muscled back and shoulders. His arm was around my waist as we french kissed over and over.

I was so horny! He dropped his hand down on my butt and started to run his hand around, toward my sex but I stopped him. He looked disappointed.

I smiled but didn't explain. His tongue was in my ear. He was kissing my hairline. His hand slid down my shoulders to my bra-less breast, under my shirt. First one and then the other, he was fascinated by my nipples which were getting exceedingly hard.

I was up on my feet. "We gotta go, Dwayne," I said.

"Baby" was his reply. "I thought we were soul mates, what's the problem?"

"Frankly Dwayne, I'm horny as hell and really want you" I thought, but all I could think to say was "I gotta check on my cabin."

We held hands on the path to the cafeteria where we parted and went our separate ways.

"I got a sleeping bag and brought it 'over there' LML I'm horny and want to fuck" It was Peggy who pulled me aside as I was counting noses in the cabin.

I still hadn't resolved the "girl/girl" thing but decided to go with the flow. I pulled out my flashlight for now it was truly dark and would be darker still in the woods. Peggy wanted to bring some candles, for the romance, but I persuaded her that it was a fire hazard and would stand out like a beacon for any campers violating curfew and traveling the path. (Why am I so goddamned sensible?)

I am a virgin and am still not sure what the girl/girl thing does to that. I do know what fooling around with Dwayne would bring. Don't get me wrong; I'm not, like, hung-up on the "virgin" thing. I mean, like, if I have to lose my cherry, well, that's O.K. but I want it to be special, for sure.

Peggy had this all engineered. It was damned dark and I couldn't see a thing but I loved the smoothness of her naked body against mine as we thrashed about in the sleeping bag. I put first one and then the other of her ample breasts into my mouth. I pinched her nipples, took a little bite of each and outlined the areolas with my tongue.

Peggy was drenching my crotch with her saliva and soon I was reciprocating. We were ardent 69'ers as we munched on cunt. We both came and I was feeling rosy when Peggy wanted to do it again.

Thinking about this now makes me want to masturbate.... but in private. I set the biology text aside, put on my bathrobe and check out the hall and close my door. The light under the door of Mom and Dad's bedroom indicates she's still reading. Dad's on a business trip to Cleveland.

Back in my room I think of Peggy's sweet cunt and her big firm tits. In my mind's eye my face is between them and Peggy pushes them back and forth She puts her finger in "there" and plays with my clit. I'm getting wet. (It's actually my finger this time). We're doing 69 again and my body pulsates with repeated orgasms. It's lovely.

I needed that, I think, as I, eyes half closed, continue to dream of the summer just gone.

Suddenly the front door opens and closes. My brother is home.

Wonder if my brother fucked his girlfriend in his "Pussy Catcher", a yellow mustang lowered to the ground with blue fluorescent lights under the car. It is a cool car but I don't like the name he and his buds gave it. "Pussy catcher" demeans women and we're not so stupid as he thinks. No girl is going to ride around in a car with that nickname.

On the other hand, maybe that was their thinking: Only "easy" girls would ride around in a car like that if they knew its name.

Dwayne was persistent if nothing else. He wanted me, which was great, even though he had all the girl campers vying for his attention. They would make up songs and dances for him and try to engage him any way they could.

But Dwayne had his eye on me, and I liked that.

We were "up there" on the ridge not to be confused with "over there" in the grove. Dwayne and I were watching the sun set again when he again tried to feel my pussy. This time I let him.

He was gentle as he stroked my clit and put his finger in, all the way. I loved the way he felt me up. He played with my sex organ and my tits for the longest time and I was really getting horny.

"Would you like to see my cock?" he said. I had seen it many times, as I told you, but always clothed. With some difficulty I un-buckled his belt and un-zipped his pants. I knew he was wearing boxers for reasons I have already mentioned. I thrust my hand into his boxers and had an incredible handful of cock. He was pretty excited so it only took a couple of tugs before he squirted all over the two of us.

It was so great. I had never seen male cum before. I took some in my hand and smelled it, then rubbed it on my lips and nose. I took a little more and rubbed it into my nipples. One of my girlfriends swore it would make your tits grow, if you rubbed cum on them, any cum, male or female. I wanted to stick some in my pussy but of course that was out of the question. We don't want to get prego, do we?

I can hear my brother in his shower. He's singing and laughing. Must have had a good time. Wonder if he's going to paint little symbols on his fender like the pilots did on their fighter planes during the war, recording "kills".

Well Dwayne and I had explored each other's "privates" already. I guess the next step was to "put them together" so to speak, or to meet in the middle, as they say.

It didn't quite work out that way at Camp Kawanda. I jacked him off several times and even sucked his cock (which was wonderful). He licked my pussy real good but not necessarily better than Peggy did and, I gotta tell you, I was having a great summer, sex wise.

Well of course all that had to end. When camp was over Peggy went back to Palo Alto and, of course I went back to Mom and Dad's place in Drake County. We e-mailed each other but it wasn't the same. We each wanted the other's pussy but we couldn't. I couldn't drive yet and, of course, Peggy couldn't. We thought about taking the bus but that didn't work out. There was no "over there" in either place where we could fuck. We talked dirty on the phone and on Yahoo messenger, but we were separated and that was that.

I guess I better go to bed. I was hoping my brother would come in and we could talk but, Oh well. I turn off the light and can still see the light of my mother's room under my door, when suddenly...it goes out.

I'm lying there in the dark. I hear my bedroom door open and my brother vaults across the room and into my bed.

"Dwayne, Dwayne, I've been waiting for you. Where have you been?" I say.

"Had to wait until Mom fell asleep," he said.

He takes off his pajamas and starts feeling me up. I'm on his cock in a flash, sucking it up.

"You can hear her snoring. She's out" he said. "Remember when we were at camp and you got my cock all the way down your throat? Can you do it again?

I lovingly swallow his cock. I mean what is a brother for if you can't enjoy his company, heh, heh. We hadn't been together since the end of camp and I was gettin' way horny. He was too, obviously.

We are in the "spoon position" and I feel his cock in the small of my back. Pretty soon it is pushing on the "front door"

"You know, Sandy, that we can never really do it because of the freakish baby thing" he says.

I know, but I want him to stick it in and then pull it out before he squirts.

He fingers my clit and rubs some sort of jelly shit in my asshole. I'm really getting wet as he plays around with my genitals. He gently pushes his cock into my asshole. It hurts. He withdraws and then pushes it in again. This time it isn't so bad. I kinda like it. He's got it all the way in now and is pumping along. His finger(s) take care of my needs.

Suddenly he has it out and is soaking my back with his cum. I'm almost there and his fingers stay with it until I stiffen and cum. We're both panting. It is beautiful.

"Gotta set the alarm before we fall asleep" he says. "Mom gets up around eight"

"I really liked you in my ass, Dwayne" I whisper in his ear as we cuddle. "Next time in my pussy, hunh?"

This is the first time Dwayne has been "in me" except for my throat, of course. Believe me, I'm goin' to get his cock in my pussy yet. I love Dwayne, I just love my brother.