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Girl Scout Camp Adventures
Chapter 10 - Be Prepared.....
I awoke Sunday morning in great spirits. They lasted
about
an hour. Before I could even get breakfast, I was cornered by Traci.
"There'sbeen a small change in plans," she said. I waited for the
other
shoe to drop. "The Boy Scouts are coming tomorrow instead of next
week.
I've already told the girls." Before I could interrupt, she
continued,"I
know, I know, but they called me this morning. Something about
acamporee.
It was either this or cancel..." She looked at mehelplessly and I
sighed.
We both knew the girls would kill us if wecancelled.
To fill you in, there was a Boy Scout summer camp, like
our
own, nottoo far away, Twice each season, the camps got together, once
at
ourfacility, once at theirs. The kids all signed up for joint
ctivities,
we had outdoor picnic meals, and a co-ed dance at night.
We had been doing this for over five years, so the
systems
were prettymuch in place, but now we had less than one day to set it
all
up. Notgood. Still, there was no helping it. I snagged a danish and
headedto the office. It was going to be a long day. I didn't stop
until
almost 9:30 P.M., when I finally grabbed dinner. Everything completed,
finally, I tottered off to my cabin andcollapsed.
Monday.
The sun and I both arose about the same time on Monday. Bleary eyed,
Ichecked the entire camp, making sure everything was in place for
theday.
I finished my rounds just as cleanup ended and the buses from theboys
camp
started to arrive. So much for breakfast, again.
We actually managed to get all the kids to their activities with
aminimum
of problems. After two periods and lunch, I actually thoughtwe had
pulled
it off without a hitch, as I went to check the archery range. Hitch
time.
When I got to the range there was no one there. I checkedmy clipboard.
Eight kids, four from each camp, and two counselors weresupposed to
have
been there.
I had been warned that this might happen. Sometimes the kids blew off
an
activity if they could get the counselors to go along, but I had tomake
sure everything was ok.
I walk quietly. So, when I noticed a movement down range, since
Ididn't
really want to disturb the kids if nothing was wrong. I peeredaround
one
of the archery targets. All eight kids were seated in acircle, but
there
was not sign of the two counselors. The kids weretalking, but before I
made my presence known, my ears caught something,and I stopped to
listen.
One boy was speaking. "They promised to leave us alone for the
wholetwo
hours if we didn't say where they went." I had an idea where thatwas.
A
girl answered, "Cool. A whole two hours. Are we gonna play?" Play? I
knew I should stop whatever was going to happen, but my mindkept
flashing
back to two nights before, and the "card game". "Besides," I
rationalised
to myself, "I'll stay here, just in caseanything goes wrong."
Looking around, I settled into a position behind a target and some
haybales. I could see under the target, giving me a clear view of
thekids,
but unless they looked directly at the hole, there was no way they
could
see me. The piled hay bales also hid me from the sight ofanyone else
entering the range.
Once settled, I took stock of the eight campers, who by the sound
ofthings
were going to play a game of truth or dare. I didn't know anyof the
boys
involved, of course, and was not too familiar with the girls that were
here, but thankfully, everyone was wearing name tags soit made them
easy to
identify.
Directly in front of me was a male, wearing denim shorts, and a
blackT-shirt with a plain back. He had blond hair, but that was all I
couldsee.
To his left was a girl. From her size, I'd guess she was 13 or so.
She
had long light brown hair, drawn up in a ponytail with one of
thosescrunchy
things. She was wearing a white tee with a plain back and black
shorts. I
couldn't see her face either.
Net to her was a boy, obviously big for his age. In profile, I
couldsee
he still had freckles to match his red hair. He was also 13 or 14(all
the
kids were, I think, except for MaryBeth, who was an older 12),and was
wearing a bright orange tank top, beige shorts, sneakers, andwhite
socks.
Seated to the left of him was a thin blond girl, with a nametag
thatread
Jane. Jane had on a one piece floral print bathing suit, withrunning
shorts, socks, and shoes. Her left hand rested next to a boy, whose
name
tag read "Hank." Hanklooked almost exactly like Macaluay (sp?) Culkin
would, if he had blackhair. He had an army green T-shirt and short
combo
with the boys' camplogo on them, and hiking boots.
Next to him was MaryBeth, I suppose the junior of the group. She was
only
about 4'7" or so, maybe 90 lbs tops, including long brunette hair. A
loose
blue tank top prevented me from determining the state of herchest
development, while also partially covering yellow shorts. Shehad
sandals
on.
I could only see the last guy at an angle, but I caught a look at
hisname
tag, which said "Barry" as he turned. Barry was slightlyoverweight,
with
light brown hair, and was wearing a blue t-shirt and dark green shorts.
Of
the bunch, he looked the most uncomfortable. Finally, there was one
last
girl. I couldn't see her name tag, but shewas wearing denim overalls
on
top of a yellow T-shirt. Her brown hairwas cut short.
While I was looking the campers over, they had set up the rules of
thegame. One camper would ask another to select "truth" or "dare."
Iftruth, the camper being asked had to answer one question honestly.
Ifdare, he or she had to do whatever the asker said. The only way out
ofthe dare was if 4 of the remaining 7 kids agreed it was too much.
The
other rules were: first, if a player's dare involved anothercamper,
the
one who was not being dared could refuse and the dare wasover. Second,
if
a person got caught bluffing on a truth question, he or she would have
to
do two dares made up by the whole group. Third,no one could pick the
person who had just dared them. The campers "shot it out" to see who
went
first, and the blond boy with his back to me was the winner. The game
began.
The as-yet unidentified teen looked around for a second, then chose.
"Chelli. Truth or dare?" The answer came form the girl to his left,in
the
white tee. "Truth."
"How far have you ever gone with a boy?"
I couldn't see Chelli's face, but I could almost hear her blush as
shereplied, "third base." The blond started to ask more, but
Chellistopped
him, "Only one question. My turn. Hank, truth or dare?."
Hank started to respond, then seemed to change his mind. "Dare."
Chelli
had one ready. "Pick any girl here. She gets to kiss youanywhere she
wants." Hank immediately chose MaryBeth who leaned overand gave him a
quick
peck on the cheek. Hank looked a bitdisappointed.
Hank selected Jane as his choice, she also chose are. It took Hank
aquick
moment to come up with one. "You have to kiss one boy on themouth."
Jane
just leaned over to the red-head next to her, who turnedto face her.
They
quickly kissed and released, but it was obvious itwas not the first
time
for any of them. The game went on for a few turns. Nothing of
significance happened,just some kissing and admissions as to what each
person had and had notdone. Turns out all of them were virgins, but
most
had someexperience. Barry was the least experienced, having admitted
shylythat he had only kissed a girl, and from what I could figure out
fromthe terms used, Jane was the most experienced. I also learned the
names of the other campers. Dan was the blond with his back to me,Alan
was
on the other side of Chelli. Tammy was wearing the denimoveralls.
Things started to get a little more interesting as Alan
selectedMaryBeth
to go next. I knew MaryBeth was only 12, and that made herthe
youngest, so
I kind of expected the others to go easier on her. Wrong. She chose a
dare.
Alan grinned as he told her what to do. She had to pick one boy
andlet
him feel any part of her body he wanted for thirty seconds. Iexpected
her
to be concerned, but she just pointed at Barry, perhaps expecting him
to
refuse and let her off the hook. He didn't. Hesitantly, Barry reached
over and placed his right hand on her leftbreasts. With her shirt
being
loose, it was hard to tell what he had ahold of, but there was
definitely
something there. His hand massagedher chest, surprisingly gently, and
MaryBeth closed her eyes. Alancalled time and Barry yanked his hand
back.
After MaryBeth regained her composure a moment later, she looked
aroundwith
a glint in her eye. I think it was obvious to everyone thatthings had
moved to the next level. MaryBeth picked Barry.
I half expected him to pick truth again, but he seemed to have
lostsome of
his reservations. Dare. MaryBeth said, "It's only fair. Youcan pick
any
other girl and she can feel you anywhere she wants for oneminute."
Barry
started to look nervous again. A little shakily, hepointed at Jane.
Jane didn't seem to be put off. as she stood and walked over to
Barry.
The angle restricted my view but I could see her hands stroke hischest,
then dropped lower. Barry jerked, and though I couldn't see, Icould
guess
what was happening. MaryBeth called time and Jane sat backdown.
Everyone
looked a little flustered and I thought things werereally going to get
going now, though I was not sure how far.
Barry picked Tammy next, but before she went, she suggested the game
bechanged to just "dare." Everyone agreed. Barry's dare was simple.
"Take
off your overalls."
Everyone paused for a second, wondering if Tammy was going
tochallenge.
She didn't. Getting to her knees, she undid the buttons onthe shoulder
straps of her overalls, letting them fall. She sat down and shucked
them
off, folding them next to her. Her T-shirt wasoversized so no one
could
see what was underneath. Tammy chose Dan, and dared him to let each of
the
other girls kiss himonce, any where they wanted. Dan nodded, and each
girl
took her turn. Chelli went first and kissed him hard on the lips, as
did
Jane. MaryBeth crawled over to him, and planted a hard, wet kiss on
his
neck. I was beginning to suspect that despite her young age, MaryBeth
mightbe one of the most experienced girls there. Dan had a wickedly
creative mind. He selected Jane, and told her shewas to remove a
different
piece of clothing from each of the otherplayers, herself included.
Again,
I expected a possible challenge, butnone came. Jane went to Chelli
first,
and smiling, removed her haircrunchy. There was a brief debate whether
that counted as clothing,but it was finally allowed.
From Alan, she took sneakers. She took off her own shorts,
leavingherself
in just a bathing suit and footwear. Hank lost his socks. When she
got to
MaryBeth, she realised her options were getting limited. Quickly she
took
off MaryBeth's T-shirt, revealing a blackbikini top. MaryBeth's
breasts
were still developing, but filled outthe bikini nicely.
When she got to Barry, she realised she had a problem, all the
outerpieces
of clothing had been used. She finally appealed to the others,who let
her
off the hook by taking Barry and Tammy's footwear.
She sat down, looking vaguely relieved, and told Alan to go next.
Shewas
also creative. She told him that for every piece of clothing hetook
off,
he could tell one other girl to take one off too. Alan considered this
for
a moment then pulled off his socks. He pointed toTammy. She had
already
lost her overalls and sandals, and so wasforced to remove her t-shirt.
She
stood up and quickly stripped it over her heard, then sat right back
down,
slightly embarrassed. Herchest had not really started developing yet,
and
she was wearing alight colored training bra, along with plain white
cotton
briefs. Inoticed several of the boys were making themselves more
comfortable. Next, Alan pulled off his tank top, for which Chelli
removed
hersandals. That was enough for him.
Alan picked MaryBeth. He dared her to pick any boy and let him
feelanything he wanted, for a minute, even under clothing. There was
acollective intake of breath, but no one complained as things
werestarting
to get really serious. She chose Dan. Dan smiled, and walked on his
knees
over to MaryBeth, who closed hereyes. Placing his hands on her black
bikini top, he began to rubgently. After only a few seconds, his hands
slipped under the material, where you could see his fingers move on the
surface of hertits. MaryBeth moaned slightly and started to sway a
little
beforetime was called. Everyone now looked excited and flushed.
They all seemed to realise that time was passing, I suspect,
becausenow
things really started to heat up.
MaryBeth dared Hank next.
Her dare was simple. "Strip". Hank stared at her, uncomprehending
fora
moment. Here it comes, I thought, this is where it stops. Hank
evenstarted to speak, but then changed his mind, I guess. Maybe he
wasthinking about what could come next. He stood up and quickly
removedhis
T-shirt and shorts, hesitating as he found himself clad only in apair
of
white fruit of the looms. With a decisive jerk, they too fell,leaving
him
exposed to the world. Let's just say puberty had hit. Both MaryBeth
and
Jane had looks on their faces best described as'hungry' while the
others
had expressions that reflected mixed excitement, amusement, and shock.
Hank must have noticed, because he sat down, legs crossed, and
pickedJane
next. Before he could even speak, Jane knew what he had in mind. She
just
stood up and slipped off the straps of her suit, then pulledthem down
past
her shoulders. With a wiggle, the suit fell to theground. Her
teenaged
breasts shook out and settled into apple-sizedglobes, and everyone
could
see a light covering of blond hair coveringher pussy. She quickly sat
down, hands in lap, and picked Dan.
You should be able to guess what Dan had to do. I couldn't see
hisattributes from my angle, but Tammy snickered slightly and he
lookedawfully embarrassed, so I suspected puberty wasn't done with him
yet.
Dan chose Tammy, but added a twist, this time he told her to
pickanother
camper to actually remove her clothing. It took Tammy a minute to
decide,
but she finally settled on Alan, whostepped up to, then behind her.
From
the back, I could see him fumblewith the clasp of her training bra,
finally
springing it free. As heremoved it, I had a wonderful view of her tiny
mounds,which protrudedno more than 1/4" from her chest, with tiny bumps
for
nipples. Stillbehind her, he hooked his hands into the waistband of
her
cotton panties and dragged them down. I couldn't get a good view.
Barry
started to smile a bit too widely, because Tammy noticed and picked him
next. To his credit, he quickly stood up and shucked hisclothing.
When
his underwear dropped there was a collective gasp, evenfrom me. The
boy
was huge. Even at 13 years of age, his cock stood atattention and was
at
least 7" long and over 2" around. This reactionembarrassed him more,
and
he dropped like a stone, hands in his lap. Chelli was next, and she
disrobed quickly, revealing grapefruit sizebreasts and a v-shaped patch
of
hair over her cunt, which she obviouslykept trimmed.
Next to go was Alan. No instructions were necessary as everyone
knewwhat
to do by now. Alan apparently had not hit puberty yet, his dickwas
only
maybe 2" long when hard, but it was twitching madly. Everyonegiggled a
bit
at the sight, but he took it with good graces. Finally, all eyes
turned to
the last one dressed, MaryBeth. Shestarted to stand, but Alan spoke
up,
"It's still my dare, isn't it? Instead of you taking them off, you
pick
someone else to do each piece, and they get to play with whatever they
show
for 30 seconds." MaryBethlooked almost eager at the thought and wasted
no
time making her firstchoice.
She offered her sandaled left foot to Tammy, who unbuckled it
andtossed it
aside. Holding the foot by the ankle, Tammy lightly strokedthe
underside,
causing MaryBeth to giggle. The other foot was offeredto Jane, who did
the
same thing. MaryBeth next presented her rear toBarry, who had the
honor of
removing her shorts. His hands trembledwith excitement as he fumbled
with
the button in front, working it freefinally. The shorts dropped to her
ankles as Barry rubbed his hands upand down her thighs, from her knees
to
the bottoms of her black bikini. MaryBeth's knees started to get a
little
wobbly before time wascalled.
Next, she stepped over to Hank and bent over slightly. He reached
upand
behind her to untie the small strings that held her top on. As thetop
fell
into his lap, her tits sprang free. They were lovely, pear shaped,
with
tiny pink nipples sticking out. Hank took each of thenipples in a hand
and
rubbed gently. A little too hard at first, asMaryBeth grimaced, but he
soon got the idea and massaged them gently as MaryBeth moaned. Thirty
seconds passed all too quickly for both ofthem.
Alan looked at Dan, wondering who would get to remove her panties,
andexpose the treasure beneath. MaryBeth surprised us all by turning
toChelli, perhaps thinking this the safest way out. Chelli kneeled
infront
of MaryBeth, giving me a wonderful view of her naked buttocks.
Grasping
the sides of MaryBeth's black bottoms, she quickly slid themto the
ground
and off. Only a smll patch of fuzz was visible aboveMaryBeth's
hairless
pussy. MaryBeth started to sit, but Chellirestrained her by by placing
her
palm directly on the front of the12-year-old's cunt. MaryBeth let out
a
low moan as Chelli rotated her palm, while everyone elses jaws dropped.
Chelli let her hand swirl fora moment longer before taking it away and
letting MaryBeth stumble backto her seat.
The was a long moment of silence as the eight now naked teens
eachconsidered how much further they were willing to go. Finally,
theydiscussed it among themselves, and came up with another rule
change.
Each person got to dare one other person, to do ANYTHING. And
oncesomeone
had been dared they could not be dared again. Dan had come upwith the
idea, so he got to go first, and they would go around thecircle to the
left.
Everyone seemed very nervous, perhaps worried about what was going
tohappen, but the sound of a beeping watch reminded them that time
waslimited, and no one was stopping now.
Dan took a deep breath, and then picked Jane. Taking another
breath,her
dared her to "pick any other guy, and play with his thingie untilit
squirts." Jane just shrugged, as if to say no problem. She lookedover
her
choices and settled next to the pre-pubescent Alan. Whileshort, his 2"
phallus was standing out firmly, and was over an inchacross. Leaning
over,
she encircled the entire member with her fistand pumped gently. It was
obvious to me she had some practice. Alan,though, apparently had not,
for
it was only a matter of a few strokesuntil his hips began to buck and a
thin white stream shot from betweenher fingers. Alan collapsed to the
ground with a grunt as Jane let go. Everyone was staring at the scene,
as
if they could not believe it hadactually happened.
Since Chelli was next in line, it was her pick. She looked like
shehad
something in mind for Alan, but he was still recovering, so shepicked
Hank
instead.
Hanks dare was to pick any girl he wanted, who could do what she
wantedto
him for 3 minutes. Looking at Jane (and probably remembering whatshe
did
to Alan), he finally set on Chelli. She protested briefly, buteveryone
reminded her she hadn't said any OTHER girl, so....
Chelli stood up, walked over to him, and had him stand in front of
her.
Leaning forward, she pulled him into a kiss. Their lips
met,awkwardly at
first, but soon settled into a passionate lock. Each puta hand around
the
other, pulling their bodies together. Chelli's freehand drifted
downwards
and gripped Hank's erect Manhood, strokingslowly, but rapidly. His
hand
started to drift to her crotch, but shebroke the kiss long enough to
tell
him to stop. His attention was soondistracted anyway, as her hand
motions
started to produce the desiredresponse. His inexperienced rod jerked
once,
twice, three times, thenhis hips bucked and more cum joined Alan's
soaking
into the ground some if it landing on Chelli's leg. They kissed for a
moment longer before releasing each other. Hanklooked a bit dazed, but
before he sat down he told MaryBeth she wouldgo next, once he got his
breath back.
MaryBeth was getting a bit nervous while Hank took a minute to
recover,and
that didn't change when she got her instructions. Her dare
wasbasically
the same as Hank's, except she had to pick a guy, and she wasnot
allowed to
join in. She swallowed a bit heavily, before motioningto Dan.
Dan motioned to her to lie in the center of the circle, on her back.
As
everyone watched, I noticed that Jane had again begun to play
withAlan's
restiffening dick, as he idly toyed with her nipples. Hank andChelli
were
also cuddled together and fondling all over each other,with Hank
finally
allowed to run his fingers across Chelli's crotch,causing her to sigh
each
time. Barry and Tammy had moved closer together also. Returning my
gaze
to the center of the action, I sawthat Dan was rapidly fluttering his
fingers around MaryBeth's breastsand stomach, causing her to undulate
slightly. Finally, he leaned over and pressed his lips to her left
nipple,
causing her to jerk. As hesucked on her nipples, his hand wandered
between
her legs, which partedas if by magic, revealing her naked womanhood.
His finger began to move all around the 12-year-old's love hole,
withno
particular skill but plenty of enthusiasm. Still, his randomstroking
connected with her lips and clit often, sending the petite brunette
into
spasms of ecstasy. As .she settled down, I thoughtthings were done,
till I
noticed Dan curl one finger and insert the tipinto her virgin hole. He
was
a little too forceful and I heard a gruntof discomfort, which quickly
turned into a sigh as his finger began towork itself in and out of her
hole, up to his first knuckle. Thistime, when she came, the spasms
were so
strong that she physicallyexpelled Dan's finger from her cunt. As
things
calmed down, Dan lookedat his finger in amazement, as if he couldn't
believe what had justhappened.
MaryBeth had just enough energy to lift her head weakly. She looked
atTammy and Barry, and said to the brown haired female "He's
yours"before
her head dropped back. Tammy wasted no time. Reaching down,she
grasped
Barry's monster in one hand and began to pump slowly. Herfingers could
not
close around the massive muscle, but that didn't seemto bother Barry,
who,
following Dan's example had attached his mouth toTammy's tits.
This went on for a moment or two (longer than any of the other guys
hadeven lasted) until they broke apart. Tammy just smiled at Barry,
whowas
wearing a goofy grin, and said "I've always wanted to try this.."
Before
Barry could even ask what she meant, her head dipped down andshe took
the
head of his throbbing cock into her mouth. What Tammy lacked in
practice,
she made up in effort. As her lipsmoved up and down on the top two
inches
of Barry's dicks, I could seeher cheeks suck in. Barry's head lolled
back,
and his hands had clenched into fists. All other activity had stopped
to
watch this,even MaryBeth and Dan, who had by now resumed their
mutualexplorations, Dan's dick now firmly in MaryBeth''s hand.
Teen-age
stamina aside, Barry was only human, and started to
gruntuncontrollably.
Tammy realised what was about to happen and pulled herface away,
resuming
her hand action. Barry spasmed once and a thickstream of white fluid
shot
over a foot and a half into the air beforelanding on the grounds. A
small
drop landed in Tammy's hair, Iwondered if she'd notice before someone
else
did.
In the silence that followed, the faint sounds of approaching
footstepscould be heard from down the far trail. As the teens
scrambled
fordiscarded clothing in a panic, you could see the frustration on
theirface that they had not been able to finish. I knew how they felt
as
Iadjusted my shorts and slipped away. As I left, I saw the
returningcounselors walking back, hand-in-hand. Yep, I was right.
Unfortunately, I still had many things to do that day, so I couldn't
golooking for any more illicit activity. As it was, Traci looked
alittle
annoyed at me by the time I finally made it back to the office. I
covered
by apologising for stopping to rest a bit, and taking anunscheduled
nap. I
guess she bought it, but she assigned me to man theoffice for the rest
of
the day, so she could get some rest. I was stuck there till
dinnertime.
The picnic meals went fine. I even got to see Kate for a few minutes.
Our
budding relationship was one of those "open secrets" that you getin
small
communities, we never said anything, but everyone knew. Alas,we had no
time to ourselves, but she did promise to try to see me laterthat
night, if
our schedules permitted. After dinner, everyone started to get ready
for
the dance. It was myjob to chase away some of the girls who kept
trying to
find ways topeer into the guest cabins the boys were using to shower
and
change (Ihad long since past bought blinds for my own cabin windows).
Only
afew girls came up the trail, and they quickly turned back when they
sawme
standing there.
The dance went well. I noticed with some amusement that the pairings
formed at the archery range that afternoon still seemed to be together.
During the dance itself, I had to stay outside the RecHall, so Ididn't
really get a chance to join in. I had to make sure none of ourcouples
(staff or camper) decided to take a private stroll. Apparently, I was
not
as successful as I thought I had been, as I foundout much later.
(Author's Note: As before, I am including the text of the
interviewbelow
at this point for the sake of chronological order. The actualinterview
came much later on, under circumstances which I can't describe for fear
of
ruining later parts of the story. Also, Icouldn't take a recording,
just
notes, so I am not quoting Corin'sresponses verbatim, hence you might
find
the phrasing rather strange,not what you would expect from a girl her
age.)
Corin was 11 years old at the time, I realised from looking at herfile.
It's ironic too that I had noticed her that night. She had beenwearing
a
bright floral print dress that hung from straps on hershoulders down to
her
knees, with white stockings and shoes. She wasan early bloomer, I
could
make out small mounds pushing out the top ofher dress. Some boy was
asking
her to dance, I guessed he was 12 or so(I found out later, he was 14).
I
remember thinking he was a luckyguy. Corin was a real cutie, with red
hair
in a ponytail and a hint offreckles. She was on her school gymnastic's
team, and so was firm andlithe, with almost no baby fat. I had found
her
wandering into myfantasies once or twice after seeing her at the
waterslide. Later thatnight, I looked for them again, but didn't see
them.
I figured that they had found others to dance with, but I was mistaken.
Later, Ifound out what really happened.
(Begin insertion edited interview)
Me: So, where DID you two go that night?
Corin: Well, this older boy, Ralph (he said everyone called him
Rolf,like the muppets), asked me to dance. I guess he thought I was
olderor something. We went out on the dance floor while some song was
playing, I think it was Janet Jackson. Anyway, we danced until thesong
ended. Then a slow song came on, and I started to sit down, buthe
asked me
if I wanted to keep dancing. I had never slow-danced with a boy
before,
but I didn't want him to know that, besides, me and a fewof the girls
had
practised just in case.
M: So how did it go?
C: It was a little strange at first when he put his arms around me
andhis hands on my back, but it felt kinda neat. I just put my hands
thesame place he did his, and we kinda rocked in place.
M: So you liked it?
C: Well, I was a little scared at first, but I got used to it.
Thefirst
song ended, but the guy put on another slow one, so we stayed.
Inoticed
Pam, from my tent, you know the one who is so proud she already wore a
bra?
Well, she was staring at me all jealous-like, so that feltkinda good.
M: <nod>
C: So anyway, about halfway through the song, Ralphs hands started
tomove around my back. I got a little scared again, but it still
feltnice,
so I didn't do anything. His hands moved up and down my back, and
noticed
I felt a little tingly down there. <pointed to lap>
M: Had you ever felt tingly down there before?
C: A couple of times in the shower, when I washed down there, and
onceor
twice when some of use were talking about boys. I didn't know whatit
was
then, but I do now!
M: Hmm. So then what happened?
C: The song ended. I was going to sit down, but Ralph asked if
Iwanted
to take a walk. I kinda thought I shouldn't, but I saw Pamstaring at
me
again, so I said yes, just to piss her off.
M: Did she get mad?
C: Oh yeah! <smile> Ralph took my hand and we snuck out the side
doorwhen the counselor wasn't looking. I expected to get caught, but
therewas no one there, so we dashed to the trail to the barn.
M: I must have been chasing someone else.
C: Once we were away from the dance hall, I got real scared, cause
itwas
real dark and there was no one else there. I started walking realclose
to
Ralph and wanted to go back, but then we saw the light from the barn
ahead
of us. Ralph asked what it was, and I told him, and hewanted to go
there.
I was still scared, but with the light ahead itdidn't seem quite so
bad, so
I said OK.
M: No one was at the barn?
C: Nope. Everyone must have been at the dance. The horses were outin
the field, so the whole barn was empty. We went inside and lookedfor a
place to sit down. I know where they keep the clean horse blankets, so
we
spread some over some hay bales.
M: Then what?
C: We talked for a while, about some of the other kids, and stuff
likethat. Then, like all of a sudden, he put his hands on my shoulders
andkissed me!
M: What did you do?
C: I shrieked and pulled back. He asked me if I had ever been
kissedby
a boy before. I was embarrassed, but I had to tell him no. Helooked a
little confused, then asked me if I liked it.
M: What did you tell him?
C: I told him he scared me. He asked me if I wanted to try again.
Iwas
still scared, but some of the other girls had kissed boys or evendone
some
other stuff, and they all said it was kinda neat, so....
M: So you let him?
C: Yeah. He told me to stop him if anything felt bad,
oruncomfortable,
then he put his hands on my shoulders and bent over tokiss me again,
this
time a little softer.
M: How did it feel this time?
C: It was real strange at first, but then I got used to it, and itfelt
good, so I started to kiss him back. He seemed to like that, andhis
hands
started to rub my back again.
M: Did you get the tingly feeling again?
C: Not right away, but after we had been kissing for a while it
cameback. It was tinglier than usual, too. I was really getting used
toit, when he took his mouth away, and asked me if I liked that. I
toldhim
yes, and he asked me if he could try kissing me somewhere else. Igot a
little nervous, but I wanted the tingly feeling to come back, soI said
he
could.
He bent down again, but instead of kissing me on the lips, he put
hismouth on the side of my neck, right here (pointed). It felt
really,really nice as me moves his mouth around, under my chin, to the
other side, and the tingly feeling got a little stronger.
When he stopped, I had a big smile on my face, so I guess he
kneweverything was ok. He started to kiss me on the mouth again. We
didthat for a while, and I didn't notice that he had pushed the strings
of
my dress down until he started kissing my shoulders.
M: Mm-Hmm...
C: I mean, I knew we should stop, but it felt so nice. Besides, itwas
just kissing. I knew I liked what he was doing, and his neck wasright
in
front of me, so I kissed it. He must have like that too,cause he
started
to squeeze my back. I kept kissing his neck, untilsuddenly I felt his
hand
touch my boobie.
I must of jerked, cause he stopped kissing me.He pulled his head
away,but
he left his hand just sitting there on my boobie. I looked at his hand
just resting on my dress. Mommy always told methis was bad touching,
but I
could feel that tingly feeling coming fromright where his hand was. I
think I swallowed once, then nodded just alittle, to show Ralph it was
okay.
M: Were you scared?
C: Yeah, a little, but it felt so good. He left his hand there,
andstarted to kiss me again, on the neck and shoulders. I guess
Iloosened
up a little, cause I felt him start to move his hand. Myboobie moved
with
it, and those tingly feelings started to get realstrong. When he put
his
other hand on my other boob, I didn't eventwitch, just kissed him
harder.
I started to feel a little warm.
M: What happened next?
C: Well, we kept doing that for a bit, till we both stopped to take
abreath. Then, he asked me if I would mind if he took off his shirt.
M: Did you?
C: Well, I had seen boys without shirts before, like at the pool, so
Ididn't think it was anything strange, so no, I didn't mind. He
pulledof
his shirt, and for some reason, the tingles got stronger. We
kissedagain,
and he put my hands on his chest, which felt all soft. It wasreal
smooth,
but there were a few little hairs around.
M: <nod>
C: The next time we stopped tho, he looked at me kinda weird and I
gota
little nervous again. I noticed he had a big lump in front of
hisshorts,
and remembered one of the older girls calling it a 'boner'. and she
said
it meant he was excited. Then he asked me if I'd mind if hetook off
his
shorts! Except for my little brother, I had never seen aboy without
his
pants on, so I guess I was curious, if a bit scared. I couldn't seem
to
get the words out, tho, the scared, tingly, and curiosfeelings were all
mixed up so I just shook my head and watched while hetook off his
sneakers,
and then unbuttoned his shorts. He had white underwear on, kinda like
my
panties, but bigger. I could see the shapehis boner made in the front.
He wanted to kiss me again, and this time we got real close as he
puthis
hands back on my boobies and I kept feeling his chest. It wasreally
strange, being so close to a boy with almost no clothes on, but it felt
kinda good and warm, too. As we kept kissing, I felt his handsmove
away
from my boobies and on to my back. His hands kinda fumbledaround for a
bit, until realised he was feeling for the zipper of my dress. When he
found it, I somehow knew that if I didn't stop what wewere doing right
then, it was going to get really serious, but I didn'thave a real idea
of
what could happen.
He grabbed the zipper, but before he could pull it down, I pulled away.
I looked at him for a second.
M: Did you want to stop?
C: I did, but I didn't too. It was real weird. He told me that if
Ididn't want to do anymore, then we'd just stay the way we were, but
itwas
kind of unfair, him being all undressed and me having all myclothes on.
I
dunno, I really don't remember what I was thinking. Ijust turned my
back
to him so he could reach the zipper. I could feel his hands shake a
little
as he pulled the zipper down. When he let go, the dress dropped down,
and
I was just standing therein my panties and stockings and shoes. I just
stood there, with my arms held up over my boobies and my back to him.
I
was shivering, butI was still feeling all warm.
M: You were scared.
C: Yeah, I guess I was. Anyway, I heard him stand behind me, then
hestarted to kiss my shoulders again. He put his hands around my
tummyand
I just sorta leaned back against him. He kept kissing my neck and
shoulders until I stopped shivering, then I felt his hands try to
turnme
around. The first time, I resisted, but he just stopped, kissed mea
little
more, and when he tried again, I let him spin me. I just stood there,
unable to move, with my arms still crossed. M: <nod>
C: He kissed me on the lips again, then put his hands on mine
andgently
pulled them away from my shoulders and down to my sides. Iremember he
whistled and told me I was beautiful.
I guess he noticed my knees were shaking, because he walked me back
tothe
blanket and sat me down. I started to put my hands up again, buthe
stopped
me with his, telling me I had nothing to be ashamed of, I was so
beautiful.
He kissed me again, on the mouth, until I feltmyself relax, then he put
his
hands back on my boobies. Oh, now itfelt really good, and I noticed my
coochie was getting all damp, which had only happened once before.
M: Your 'coochie'?
C: You know, down there? <laugh>
M: Ah. When did i t happen before?
C: Um, well....
M: If you don't want to tell me, you don't have to. That's okay.
C: Good. Anyway, it felt really good now, especially when he wouldput
my bumps between his fingers and rub them. Then the tinglyfeelings got
real strong, but that wasn't the best part!
M: Oh?
C: Well, the real best part was later, but I didn't know that.
Whathappened was he stopped kissing my mouth and stuff and bent down
andkissed me right in the center of my boobie. I thought I was going
to
die, it felt so good. I just laid back against the hay. I wished
hewould
keep doing that forever.
M: What happened?
C: He stopped. <pout> He said his mouth was tired. Then he asked
meif
I had even seen a boy naked?
M: Had you?
C: No! Well, except for my baby brother when he was real young.
Itold
him that, and he asked me if I wanted to. I got scared again,
buteverything had felt so nice so far...
M: So you told him yes?
C: Yeah. Then I watched him pull off his underwear. His boner
sprangout, it was pointing straight at me. It was so long! Like one
ofthose big pencil, you know? I wanted to touch it, like to see if
itwas
real, but I was afraid to. He must have noticed though, cause hetold
me it
was okay. I reached out and touched just the tip. I yankedmy hand
back as
it jumped, and his eyes closed. I thought I had hurthim, but he told
me
no, that just felt really nifty when I did that,and I could do it any
time
I wanted.
M: Did you?
C: Not then. Instead, he stood me up and started kissing me real
nice,with our bodies pressed real close together. I felt his boner rub
upagainst the front of my panties, giving me all kinds of nice
tinglyfeelings.
We did that for a long time, at least I thought it was. Then,
hestepped
back and looked at me again. I already knew what he wanted,and at that
point I felt so good I think I would have done whatever he asked. I
didn't
even think about it as I pulled my panties down. Iheard some girls
have to
shave down there, but I had nothing to shaveyet.
Without speaking, we got real close together and I could feel his
bonerrubbing up against my coochie. God, it felt so good, like someone
wastickling me at just the right spot. When he put his hands on my
boobies
again, I reached down and put mine around his boner. It feltreal warm
and
smooth as I moved my hand up and down it. The tip waswet. One of the
older girls had told me this was called pre-cum, but Iwasn't sure what
that
meant.
We were still kissing like that when I felt one of his hands on
mybelling, moving down. Somehow, I knew what he was doing and I
justwaited. A few seconds later, I felt his fingers touch the outside
of
my coochie. I thought everything before had felt good, but that was
nothing. As hestarted to move his hand around, it felt like little
bursts
oflightning were flying around my body. We just kept rubbing each
otherand
kissing like that until we couldn't take it anymore. I don't knowabout
him, but I thought I was going to explode.
M: <Nodding, trying to retain composure>
C: We were both breathing hard, and he looked at me, and just
kindaasked
me if I knew what having sex was, he had some trouble getting thewords
out.
The older girl had told me that it involved him putting his boner into
me,
that it felt really good, but that it sometimes hurt thefirst time.
M: Did you tell him that?
C: Yeah. He told me that yes, it does hurt sometimes, when he
breaksmy
'cherry.' I remember that my doctor had something about me doingthat
when I
fell off my bike last summer, though he called it somethingelse, a
'hy-mean' or something. Ralph said that if I wanted to then,it might
not
hurt at all.
M: And?
C: I was a little scared, but I didn't want him to stop, so I said
wecould try it. He told me to sit on the edge of the hay bales and
layback. He sat down next to me, then started to rub his fingers on
mycoochie again. This time, I started to squirm, cause the
tinglyfeelings
were so strong. I closed my eyes, I emember, then I felt himstand up,
in
front of my legs.
He put his hands on my knees and moved them away from each other, and
Ifelt him step between them. I felt his finger on my coochie again,
andthis time, I felt it go inside. It felt real weird, but so good as
he
moved it around inside. When he took it out, I almost yelled at him
toput
it back in, until I felt something else push around the outside. It
was
bigger than his finger, and I realised what it was. He just moved it
around outside for a bit, until I felt him stop rightover my hole. He
just
left it there, until I told him it was okay. Ifelt the tip push
against my
coochie, then suddenly it went in. Ithurt a tiny bit, then felt real
good.
So good. I felt him push hisboner into me real slow, I guess making
sure
it didn't hurt. Everytime he moved forward, I felt this nice
stretching
feeling inside. Thetingling was so strong, i couldn't stop shaking.
Finally, he couldn'tgo any further and we just stayed like that.
Suddenly
I felt him startto take it out!
I told him not to, please! He just smiled and pulled almost all theway
out, then pushed back in, faster then before. My eyes closed againas
he
slowly started to move his boner in and out, faster each time. He
started
to to grunt, and I started to moan. It felt like this greatpressure
built
up inside me, like I had to pee really bad, but icouldn't His grunts
got
real loud, and suddenly he pushed into me realhard and I felt something
warm shoot all over my insides. When thathappened, it felt like I
exploded. I can't really describe it. All Isaw were spots, and it was
a
minute before I could breath again. I hadnever felt anything like it.
He just collapsed on top of me. When we both got up, I noticed
hisboner
had got all small and soft. He told me that was normal for a guyafter
he
had an orgasm. I found out later that's what happened to me too.
As were were getting dressed, I asked him where he learned how to
dothat.
He told me it was one of our counselors from last year! But henever
told
me which one.
M: I see. Then what?
C: We got dressed and went back to the dance. We got there just
aseverything was done. All I managed was another quick kiss before
hehad
to go. When I told the other girls what happened, they didn'tbelieve
me,
until I showed them the underwear we traded....
(End edited interview segment)
Like I said before, though, at the time I didn't know anything
aboutthat,
and my only concern was to get all the boys out of camp and thegirls to
their tents so I could finally get some sleep.
We had to track down a few couples trying to wander away from the
maingroup, but eventually we accounted for everyone. The busses pulled
outand the girls were marched off to bed. It was really late, none of
thestaff would be able to go out, so Kate and I just managed to get in
aquick smooch. I was too tired anyway, and you know what they say
abouta
pleasure postponed, or something like that. Once the DJ had leftcamp,
and
the lights were all out, I stumbled back to my cabin, took aquick
shower,
and collapsed into bed.
It was no problem to fall asleep, and I must have been snoring like
maduntil I noticed the door to my cabin open and close quickly. I
wasstill
almost fully asleep when I felt someone climb into bed with me, and my
sleep-fogged brain assumed it was Kate.
The part of me that was still attached to reality realised I
shouldprobably
tell her she should not have sneaked out, but hey. I thoughtabout it
for a
sec, then just put my arm around her and snuggled in. I started to
doze
off again, but something kept nagging at my mind,preventing me from
sleeping.
My eyes flew open when I realised what that something was. Whoever
wasin
bed with me was A> a lot lighter weight than Kate, and B> her (atleast
I
assumed it was a her) feet only came down to my knees!
It took a few seconds for my eyes to focus, and when they did, I
sawAndy's face, not more than a foot away from my own! When she saw
myexpression, she smiled and kissed the tip of my nose! I was suddenly
thankful I had decided to wear a pair of surgical greens to bed
thatnight.
"Wh-wh-wh-what the. Wh-wh-what are you?" I sputtered out. Yeah,
Iknow,
real cool and collected. You try it sometime. Andy smiled at meagain
and
said "I couldn't sleep in the tent, so I came here."
My greens got real tight all of the sudden as I remembered whathappened
the last time Andy couldn't sleep. This time, though, myrational brain
kicked in, and I told her that it was wrong, that she had to go back to
her
tent.
She just pouted at me. "If you try to make me leave, I'll
startscreaming!" Oh, great. Now what were my options. I started to
crawlback out of bed, figuring I'd leave it to her at least but before
myfeet could hit the floor she told me she'd scream if I left her in
bed,too.
I knew when I was licked. There was no way out but to play thisthrough
and hope for a clean escape later. Besides, to be totallyhonest, there
was
a part of me that didn't want her to go.
Settling back on the bed, I asked her that if I set the alarm
early,would
she at least go back to her tent before everyone else woke up? She
agreed.
I flipped over to set the clock and I felt her snuggle upagainst my
back.
A few minutes later, her breathing settled into agentle rhythm, with
just a
hint of a snore.
Sighing, I settled in, expecting not to be able to sleep till
morning,but
it was kind of cozy, so between her quiet breathing, my exhaustionand
the
late hour, I drifted off to sleep.
When the alarm went off, it took me a few seconds to get my
bearingsback.
I was laying on my back now, Andy had her arm across my chestand was
lying
on her side, her head resting on my shoulder. We must have shifted
during
the night. My hand was resting on her back fromunderneath, and I
noticed
she was wearing a shirt that felt like it wasmade of some kind of
satin-like material.
While I was rousing myself, my hand started to move of its own
volition,
and was rubbing her back. Andy rumbled a bit in her sleepand shifted
closer, moving her arm down my chest. I realised that Ihad an
opportunity
here I might never have again, but if anything wentwrong, I could lose
my
job and would probably end up in jail. Meanwhile, I was still rubbing
Andy's back and she shifted again,dropping her arm right on top of my
belly
button. I experimented a little to see how deeply she slept. With my
otherhand, I reached for her arm and gave it a little pinch. I
couldalways
say I was trying to wake her up. She rumbled under her breath again
but
didn't awaken. Another pinch had the same result, so I threwcaution to
the
wind and decided to see just how far I could take this. I let the hand
resting on her back start to wander slowly downwardsuntil I could feel
the
top of her panties covering her young ass. Itook a deep breath and let
my
fingers move lower, until I was cuppingone cheek in my hand, through
the
material of what I guessed was hersleepshirt.
Using my fingers, I slowly gathered up the satin material, until Icould
feel the cotton of her panties lade bare beneath my hand. Icupped the
globe and squoze gently. I turned my head in thatdirection, then
froze.
Andy had turned her head and her eyes were wideopen.
I thought I was dead. I fully expected to fired, tarred, feathered,and
placed in a cell with a large man named Bubba. I just stayedperfectly
still, afraid to make any move. Maybe she wouldn't notice, or figure I
was
doing something in my sleep. We stayed like that, gazes locked,
immobile,
for a long minute. Without moving, I felt her hand move slowly up on
my
chest, up underthe top of my greens. Her fingers danced around on my
chest
for a second until they found my left nipple and started playing with
it.
Her eyes closed. I went from confusion to the beginning of a state
ofshock
as I tried to figure out exactly what was going on.
I felt her hand slide under my back, and instinctively I turned on
myside, facing her, before I fully realised what I was doing. Her
handreached up under the top of my shirt and started rubbing my back.
Iwas
beginning to suspect she had not minded what I had been doing,
anddecided
to give my theory a test by squeezing her panty covered buttocklightly.
In
response, she gave a sigh, and a little wiggle.
What the hell, I decided, in for a penny, in for a pound. Not like
Icould get in any MORE trouble. With us both on our sides, I had
accessto
her whole body, but I wanted to let her take the lead, so she didn't
get
scared. She was still rubbing my back and playing with my nipples,so I
took an educated guess it would be okay if I did the same. I started
by
moving the hand that was on her bottom up her back, thistime under the
satin fabric. Alternating between using my nails andthe tips of my
fingers
I started to massage her bare back. She made alittle purring noise, so
I
guess that was okay. My other hand creptacross the space between us
and
found the front hem of her shirt whereit had ridden up around her belly
button. In the dawn's half light I could make out her skin and light
colored panties, which I felt it wassafer to avoid for now.
My fingers crept up under her gown, pausing to tickle her belly
button,which made her giggle. I kept moving slowly upwards until I
felt
thebeginnings of the rise of her breast. I paused, just from the sheer
amazement that I was touching the breast of a thirteen year old
girl,let
alone with no clothing in between. A wiggle of her chest and pinchto
my
nipple indicated to me I should not have stopped.
Inching my hand up a little further, I was able to cup her entirebreast
in my palm, and she gave a little gasp as I squeezed gently. Ifelt the
tiny bump of her nipple press into my palm.
I started to match the rhythms of my hand motions to hers as
Ialternately
squeezed her young breasts or ran the tips of my fingersaround her
nipple.
She soon got the idea that I was following her,cause if she rubbed my
chest, I rubbed hers, if she squeezed my nipple,I squeezed hers, and so
on.
We kept this game up for a few moments, exploring each other's chests.
She still had her eyes closed, but mine were open, and I could now
makeout
the smile on her face. Without a change in her expression, she took
the
hand that had been rubbing my back and started to slide itlower, to the
waistband of my greenies, then under. My own handfollowed suit,
slipping
under the waistband of her panties.
What little room I had left in the front of my greenies was quicklygone
as I felt her small hand squeeze my buttocks. I cupped her andfelt the
incredibly smooth skin. We each ran our hands around theothers asses,
sometimes squeezing, sometimes stroking. I made it apoint to slide my
finger into the crack between her globes and shequickly did the same.
I was so wrapped in what my hand was doing I didn't notice her
firsthand
had left my chest until I felt a tug on the tie of my surgicalpants,
and
then the knot came loose. A part of me screamed that thiswas going to
far,
but I told it to shut up. I held my breath as I felther tiny hand slip
below the waistband in front, then both handsstarted moving down,
taking my
pants with them. My dick twitched once from the cool air, then again
as
her hand brushed it on the way down. We had both stopped out other
actions
as we concentrated on what wasgoing on in the space between us. My
dick
was pointed straight outover the waistband of my pants, right at her.
The
growing lightallowed me to see her lying there in a dark blue satin
sleepshirt thatwas bunched up to just below her chest, and pale yellow
cotton panties. She was staring in fascination at my throbbing dick,
as
she drifted her hands back up from my knees, where my pants were now
pooled. Slowly, first the fingers of one hand, then the other started
tolightly caress the surface.
She tightened her grip a little, and soon her hands were working in
asteady up and down motion. A steady stream of fluid dripped from
thetip
of my penis onto the sheets.
I closed my eyes as she moved her hands faster. It had been a
longtime,
and adding to that the fact a 13 year old girl was giving me ahand job,
well, lets just say my staying power was not up to its usual standards.
I
felt the pressure build, and with a grunt, I exploded asa torrent of
cum
just shot out of the end of my dick, with more forcethan I had ever
managed
before. Andy kept stroking me as smaller jets of fluid kept coming out
until finally I couldn't take the sensationanymore and I stopped her
hands
with my own.
Opening my eyes, I saw that my sheets were soaked, and a large
splotchof
cum had hit Andy right in the middle of her belly, splatteringlittle
drops
onto her nightshirt and panties. The sight was so erotic that I felt
myself try to rise again, but the poor guy was just tootired.
I think I knew I could have ended it there, but somehow it didn't
seemfair. I reached behind me and grabbed a tissue, and gently wiped
thesticky mess of of her as best I could. The whole time she didn't
makea
sound, just looked at me with a real gentle expression. Once she
wasclean,
I gently pushed her on her back, and her arms dropped to hersides. I
think
she knew what I was going to do.
I slid over next to her and placed my hands on her tummy. I felt
hermuscles tense as I started to trace my fingers around the waistband
ofher panties, sometimes gently plucking the elastic. She started to
squirm a little, so finally I let one of my fingers drift below
thestretchy
material. When I felt the first wisp of pubic hair I stopped,letting
her
get used to it. When I felt her muscles relax, and thesquirming start
again, I moved on. When the tip of my finger encountered the dampness
at
the top of herpussy, I stopped again, this time to deal with the fact
that
I wastouching a 13 year old pussy. I almost had to force my hand to
slide
further down until I felt it resting between the lips of her cunt.
Andy's eyes were closed, and her lower lip was curled under her
frontteeth. AS I started to gently run my finger up and down under
thecotton cloth, I saw her lip tremble slightly and her legs started to
spread apart.
As her legs widened, I could feel the opening beneath my finger
widenalso, like a flower blooming. , but I resisted the urge to press
in.
Instead, I let my finger search upward until I found the little
coveredbump
I knew would be hiding at the top. As I rubbed the little button,Andy
started to squirm and wiggle more energetically. I kept playingwith
her
teenaged clit until I felt the moisture from below reach myfinger, and
I
knew she was ready. My fingers quested downward again,this time
looking
for the opening I had felt before.
I found it, and after a quick pause let just the tip of my finger
slipinside. At this, she gave a quick jerk, and a moan came from her
lips.
I wanted to go real slow, but that was not to be. I made a
littlemovement
with the tip of my finger which caused her to jiggle her hipsmadly,
then
she suddenly bucked upwards, forcing my finger in up to itsknuckle. It
fit
surprisingly well, and I could feel the smooth wallsof her pussy
envelop
and caress my probing digit. Her hips settledback, and she sighed as I
started rocking my finger in and out, going alittle further in each
time
until I felt resistance. She flinched alittle when I pressed on it,
and I
knew I was in as far as I was goingto go.
Andy was moaning and gasping now as I kept my steady in-out
rhythmgoing,
and I felt the walls of her vagina start to contract as herfirst orgasm
by
another person approached. With my other hand, Istarted to caress her
clit
through the material of her panties, and injust a few strokes, her hips
bucked wildly and her muscles clamped downon my finger, trapping it
inside
for the ride.
Her body continued to twitch as the spasms receded, until she
finallyrelaxed back on to the bed. As her muscles released me, I
slipped
myfinger out from under her panties, and pulled the material of
hersleepshirt back down to her knees. Then, I pulled up and retied
mypants. Neither of seemed to be able to say anything, but I pulled
heron
top of me, avoiding the wetness on the bed and we held each other
closely.
Just then, the alarm clock went off again, as if to warn usthat we were
cutting it too close. Andy scrambled off of me and out ofthe bed,
where
she slipped on her sandals and headed for the door. When she got to
the
foot of the bed, she stopped, looked at me, then Isaw her bend down for
a
second. When she stood back up, I caught alash of something in her
hand as
she tossed whatever it was to me. Icaught the object as she left the
cabin
and realised it was the panties she had been wearing.
I could smell the scent of her orgasm on the panties and my fingers asI
laid back and tried to gather my thoughts. I had a lot to thinkabout.
Next Chapter: Kate and I get some time alone, we talk, Traci gets
introuble, and the toy box is opened.
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