Keep
Denver's Stories
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* Keep Denver *
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"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law."
- A.L. I. 40.
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DISCLAIMER
This story contains explicit description of sexual activities involving underage persons. If you are under the proper age (usually 18 or 21), or your religion, beliefs, morality forbid you to read such - delete this file now. Otherwise, have fun.
None of the events described herein really happened. I would never encourage anyone to commit such acts. The same is true for drinking alcohol and using illicit substances as some of my heroes do. Treat this story as pure fiction for fun. Don't get inspired!
Foreword
Well, what you're apparently going to start reading in a moment is the
longest story I've every written in my whole life. It started as just
an idea for a nice, short story but over time it grew and grew and grew
even more.
I never planned it to be so long. Maybe it's because I wanted to throw
in everything I really liked and on the other hand I hated to cut it into
parts (never worked right for me, neither does it seem to work for the
readers). I was determined to write everything I planned and so it took
me a real long time - from June till January.
Now, I think it was worth the work I put in it. I could of course write
more and work more on the story - but please, taking a year to write a
single piece seems a bit to much for me. If you read it and find it is
OK, drop me a line by email. There's nothing more precious for a writer
than a feedback. A simple opinion will do, believe me - that's all we
need to give you more fun and erotica.
The story takes quite a long time to wind up before the actual sex takes
place, but be patient and don't skip anything. I promise, there'll be
enough sex in the final few chapters. So, have a good time with my story.
I had a great time writing it for you.
And now thanks:
Big Boss Dude, Mr. Double - for being there for all of us and creating
the Palisades, even though our ways parted
Little Girl Watcher - for his precious pieces of advice and feedback that
could never be overestimated
Andrew - for listening to my tale, when the time was right
Mel - for all the kind words and tales we swapped across the ocean
NetWanderer and NightShade whose stories about summer camps were a great
inspiration and help for me
...And all the other people who in any way contributed...
Keep Denver
Story codes: MF+, Mf, ff+, bi, exhib, voyeur, water sports, anal, oral, period, mast, toys, enema
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The Adventures of Keep Denver
Wilderness Girls' Camp
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The story consists of the following parts:
Chapter 1 - Arrival
Chapter 2 - The New Staff Member
Chapter 3 - The arrival of Alice
Chapter 4 - First Times
Chapter 5 - The Fashion Thing
Chapter 6 - The Night Life
Chapter 7 - The Robinson Skill
Chapter 8 - Getting Emotional
Chapter 9 - The Backdoor
Chapter 10 - Good Bye!
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Motto:
I'm just a boy, whose intentions are good.
Oh, Lord! Please don't let me be misunderstood.
-- Joe Cocker
The sunset was coming. The crimson, fiery ball was hanging just over the edge of the distant horizon. Red shadows cast over the whole landscape, shading the tall, slim pine trees, sandstone rocks, yellow sand of the shore and the wavy, pulsating surface of the lake. Slight wind whispered in the trees that formed the forest towering the waters. Up, high in the sky, wild ducks were gently sailing across the ocean of pink clouds.
I looked up at the birds, puffing on my cigarette. It was incredibly calm and quiet in that place. I was sitting on the edge of a rock, some ten meters over the surface of he water. All around me there was only wild life, nothing more. I felt cast away and that was a great feeling. The one I always fancied.
There was however a scratch in this picture and that was a barely audible buzz of voices coming from the camp on the other side of the lake, just opposite the place I was in. Well, I wouldn't really call it a scratch.
It was a Wilderness Girls' camp. I was sitting on this rock for couple hours already. From that spot here I had a wonderful and unobstructed view of the whole campsite - their tents, the dining hall, the volleyball field and most of all - the swimming area. I was fairly sure nobody could see me - if I got spotted I'd notice that. For the whole afternoon me and my best friend - the good old binoculars were having a great time.
It was as if I won a lottery ticket. And it seemed to be the first prize even. I looked through the magic glass at the shore opposite to my elevated rock. A group of girls were was there, on the sandy beach, surrounded by pine forest. They were running all around, in and out of the water, splashing, swimming, making hellish noise and generally enjoying themselves. I'm sure they had a great time.
I took a closer look at some of those young beauties, those wood nymphs, they seemed to be, so cute, petite and seemingly unreal. All of them were wearing their bikinis - haven't noticed a single one wearing a one-piece. I guess girls these days grow up much faster and they tend to become more feminine early. Or, at least, they long to do so... The fashion thing was a proof, for me for sure.
These cuties were like colorful, summer flowers. Blooming with rainbow colors of their swimming suits, their shining hair, their pretty, sun-tanned faces. I immediately spotted one with green hair. Omigosh! I looked closer, adjusting the zoom of my binoculars as much as it was possible. Yes! She had a vibrant green, almost sparkling hair. Wouldn't believe if I haven't seen that myself. I couldn't tell her age from that distance, but she must've been around 12 to 15 the most. I was sure none of them was more than fifteen.
I only spotted one guardian. And I would eagerly call her a guardian
angel. She was tall, really tall, slim and seemed to be about my age,
maybe a little younger. I couldn't see her face clearly, but her figure
was stunning. She had long hair. And when I say long, I mean it long.
When she turned around I could see it reached well under her butt. Never
before have I seen a girl or a woman with her hair that long. I was almost
ready to retrieve my camera and start making photos, but I dropped this
idea. I would have plenty of time for that in the days that were about
to come. Just looking at those goddesses gave me a raging hard on that
struggled to get free from my jeans. I irrelevantly thought I'd have to
change my clothing style. Maybe the baggy trousers worn by them hip-hop
singers would prove better?
I gave the playing girls another quick look ensuring the one I was looking
for was not there and put the binoculars down. My, oh, my. Paradise lost
was not. This here, humble sinner, Keep was his name, was going to be
admitted to the Garden of Eden.
I guess I sometimes get too poetic when I get horny. And I should also
count in the beer. Always helps improve my good mood.
The red ball of sun was now half way behind the horizon and it was quickly
getting dark. The dusk was gently falling down, over the trees, over the
rocks, over the green hills. The air seemed to thicken and become more
and more opaque. The wind got a bit stronger.
The cuties on the other side of the lake evacuated. I could see the lights
in their tents shine between the trees. There was a fire in the middle
of the camp and I could hear them sing some of their songs.
I came back to my car, a brand new Mitsubishi 4WD that I just bought couple days before. I could afford it after getting paid for some big assignment for a publishing company. I must say my career was winding up recently. I really enjoyed being a photographer and they say that if one wants to be successful - one should make his work a hobby. I was lucky enough to do it.
I might love my job, but the time has come to take couple days off. That's why I was here, in the heart of Lake District, peeping at the Wilderness Girls' campsite. It was already promising so far and I hoped for more. I knew more would come.
This all started something like two weeks earlier. I just got home, having finished my latest assignment, the one I mentioned before. After sleeping for two days I decided to visit the University Campus - I had some project I should've delivered long before and decided it was about the right time. Having done what I intended to, I visited the campus cafeteria, looking for some friend of mine. He wasn't there but to my amusement I found Allison.
I couldn't really call Allison my girlfriend. I wouldn't go that far. We started hanging around together couple weeks earlier, about the time I came back from my little, memorable trip on the "Love Boat". We didn't make a pair in the traditional meaning of the word. I would rather describe it as very close friendship. Well, one may say friends don't have casual sex with each other. Maybe that's right, whatever. We got on quite well. It must've all started when we got drunk at some party one long, long night and I confessed my attraction toward little girls. I just blurted out, everything. My passions, temptations, the adventure I had with little Andi. Everything. I only decided to not tell her it was her little sister Alice who directed me that way - I wasn't sure what her reaction could be.
She was surprisingly understanding and kept all that electrifying news for herself. Lucky me, I avoided serious trouble, I suppose. If it was anybody else, I could go to jail for long years. Allison just accepted my perversion and never said a bad word about it. We started to spend more time together. She kept hanging around, me having nothing against it. We would go to clubs together, shop together, often visit each other and go to see the movies. This situation continued for some time until one day we just crossed some line and found ourselves in her bed, in her nice, small downtown flat.
We were kissing passionately when I reached my hand to her panties, pushing
my fingers under the silky fabrics. I was nicely surprised to find her
smooth down there. But I was dumbstruck when she confessed she shaved
her pussy for me - to resemble a young girl...
There were lots of little things she did for me and lots of little things
I did for her. We played this game, hardly ever mentioning it with words.
It was a special kind of relationship - sometimes it felt a bit incestuous,
as we were closer to being brother and sister than to being lovers sometimes.
That sunny day, two weeks ago, I met Allison on the campus. She was free
and after I left my project for reviewing, we hit the nearby pub to get
some beer. We were halfway the third glass and I just lost a darts game
when she asked her question.
- You're free at the moment, aren't you?
- Well, I've got you... - I laughed - Yup. As far as time goes I have
some spare now. Why? - I could use some help. Together with a good friend
of mine we're running a summer camp for children.
- And? - I sipped some beer - What would be my role in it?
- You could generally help. You know, with the stuff and all. And maybe
you could run some photo workshops or such, for the kids, I mean... -
she said. I wasn't sure.
- So? How about that? - she was looking at me with what I knew was her
best pleading look. I felt like one hell of a son of a bitch.
- I dunno... - I replied, not really fancying the idea - Is there anything
that would change my mind, for the sheer love for you doesn't seem to
be enough in this case - she laughed hearing that and then said the keyword.
The trigger that got me going.
- Well, you know, it's a Wilderness Girls' camp. And it's girls only.
Them, the kids I mean, they are all little girls from a nearby orphanage.
Aged 8 to 15. I suppose that should do the trick - yes, indeed, she was
right. It did the trick.
- They're all from the Holy Spirit Orphanage, run by the nuns from The
Convent of Holly Heart. They don't get to see much man... You'll be kind
of a special feature... - she added, emptying her glass.
This is how I found myself in the Lake District, peeping at those maturing little creatures. I found that place on the rock accidentally, when I stopped to take a leak. I got to like it so much, I decided to stay there for couple hours. Now that the dusk has come, it was high time to get going. Allison and all the other girls were waiting for me. Expecting me, I thought, hoping this to be right. Whether it was or not, I didn't know. But the very thought was a pleasurable one indeed.
I made my way back to the road, through the bushes of the forest, to the place where I left my car. It was still there, luckily. I drove down the road, toward the little town I knew there was. On the way I retrieved my mobile and called Allison.
- Hi, there, sweet one! - I heard her voice - Where are you? You were
supposed to be here hours ago!
- Oh, I was sight seeing. Or maybe I should call it bird watching...
- Whatever! When are you going to come? - she asked. I looked at the road
signs I just passed.
- About half an hour driving to the town. Then what?
- I'll meet you at the town hall. I might be a little late. All right?
- Sure. I'll get there. Bye! - I switched off. She wanted to make the
rendezvous point in the town, instead of me driving straight to the camp.
I didn't know why, but didn't bother to ask. She must've had some reason.
The town was a small, dull place, a typical one, with old houses and the architectural style resembling old railway buildings - lots of red brick, wood and stones. Narrow streets, open cafes with little gardens around, quiet and peaceful. I drove through, attracting the attention with my registration plates. It seemed that unlike most of the other places in the Lake District tourists did not invade this particular town.
I stopped under the town hall and turned the engine off, then left the car. I smoked a cigarette and waited.
I saw Allison as soon as she entered the Market Square. She was walking quickly. She wore slack jeans, the ones I used to wear myself back in the 90's, when the grunge was popular. The legs of the trousers were cut across, I could see her slim, long legs through the holes. For a brief moment I was struck by the thought of how the back of her must've looked like.
She was wearing a tank top, but it was an apparent mistake. The top was probably a property of some of the younger girls - it was so small and so tight one could expect it to tear apart every minute. Her full, medium sized breasts struggled to break free. She wore sandals and huge, dark sunglasses. Good God, what a sight. I had her. More than once.
I waved my hand at her.
- Holly cow! - she shouted, seeing my car - Where did you get that? And
when?
- Only the day before yesterday. It still smells with the paint - I smiled
- Hop inside - she did that immediately.
- Is that the reason why you didn't come two days ago? - she asked, kissing
me on the cheek.
- Not only. I had couple things to do... OK, whatever. Where to, now?
- I looked at her.
- Down, this way - she pointed with her hand - Go to the shore. Sorry
to keep you waiting, it took me some time to get here.
I was at least surprised when we reached the end of the street. The road was going nowhere. No bridge, nothing. I noticed a turn and went down, toward the lake. There was a ferry waiting. Or maybe I should rather call it a raft. Some kind of floating thing piled up from wood and other trash. I managed to recognize old military equipment. I was a bit skeptical as far as using it was concerned, but Allison helped me change my mind, reminding what awaited me at the end of the road. Another surprise was a big sign, planted on the shore. It said as follows:
"The whole Duck Island is a private property of The Crowley Company.
No trespassing beyond this point.
Any strangers will be treated as intruders and dealt with accordingly,
using the entire severity of the law"
- C'mon - I asked - Is this the only way? What's the place we go to?
- An island. In fact, except for our camp, a completely deserted one...
- she grinned - It belongs to a company that sponsors the orphanage.
- Why didn't you tell me? - I asked, stopping.
- Did'ya ask? - she shrugged. She was right, I didn't... We made it to
the other side quickly and drove on. It was already getting quite dark.
A deserted island... Well, almost deserted... I wondered if the local people didn't try to get across the canal that separated the Duck Island from the little town and invade the camp. Apparently not, if Allison felt safe. I felt happy.
***
Keep did have reasons to feel happy. In fact there were more things that Allison didn't tell him. Keep was yet to find out about surprises he didn't even dare to dream of. Well, yes, he had certain expectations - it was a camp for little girls, after all. And he was a little girls' lover after all. The situation so far seemed like a won lottery ticket for him - especially after the nice afternoon he spent peeping at the girls and jacking off. But had he known what was really awaiting him at the end of the road - well, that was a bargain of his life. But, let's not get ahead too much...
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It took us half an hour more to get to the camp. I was impressed in a way. In the dim moonlight I could see the tents scattered throughout between the trees. Those were the army types, ten-person ones. On a pole that stood in the middle of the camp there was some banner hanging, but I could not make out the picture in the dark. I stopped the car near to some old, blue Pontiac and turned off the engine. I turned to Allison and leaned toward her, intending to kiss her. I didn't have time - I heard a knock on the windshield. Surprised, I opened the door.
She was around 15 I guess. And, my, oh my! She was wearing some kind of their funny uniform, a one that consisted of a short-sleeve blouse and a skirt. I suppose it wasn't hers - she must've borrowed it from some younger friend - the skirt reached hardly under her hips, barely covering her crotch. The blouse was so tight it seemed it's going to explode on her chest - she was a proud owner of a nice set of tits, very round and seemingly firm, though not very big. As if I minded...
She had fiercely red hair, a page-boy cut that framed her face. I immediately thought she was very similar to cute, sweet, Andi darling I managed to score not so long ago... Just guess how my little friend reacted at that memory.
- Omigosh! - she gasped, when she looked at me, covering her mouth with
her hand in amazement and taking a step back.
- Omigosh! - she repeated - Omigosh!
- Are you OK? - I asked, seriously worried. She seemed to know no other
word.
- Kelly! - I heard Allison's voice. She left the car and spoke to the
girl.
- It's all right, Kelly. He's with me.
- Oh... - Kelly said, only then removing her hand covering her mouth -
It's a man...
- What do you say? - Allison laughed - How did you notice? Yes, he is,
indeed. That's the photographer I told you about. His name's Keep. Or
rather Mr. Denver for the bunch of you - she added.
- Hi! - I said, extending my hand. Should you shake hands with teenage
girls or what? Kiss them? Stroke? Pat? Grope?!
- Hello, sir. I'm Kelly. I keep the first watch tonight. Sorry for that,
I was surprised.
- I guess so. I'm surprised you didn't know I'm gonna be a man... - I
looked at Allison, pulling a face. She grinned devilishly.
- I wanted it to be surprise for them - she said - Tell no-bo-dy - she
told Kelly, pointing her finger at the girl as if it was a gun - If you
babble it out by dawn, guess what will Ms. Allison do? I'll pull out your
tongue and stuff it up your tight little butt...
- OK, ma'am! Positive!
- Get your stuff and get going - Allison told me. I did accordingly, speechless
upon hearing the threat Allison used toward the teenager. Kelly's look
at my back was almost burning me alive. Nice starter it was.
I entered the tent Allison led me to. I was still kind of astonished with the conversation that took place just a moment before. Another surprise was waiting for me inside. It was that beautiful, tall guardian with that amazingly long raven hair. She stood with her back toward the entrance and turned around when she heard us enter. I couldn't really see her clearly - there was only one candle burning, casting long, soft and dancing shadows around. A moth was flying around the flame.
- Hello! - she didn't seem as surprised as Kelly was, but still she apparently
didn't expect man.
- You're the new staff member? - she asked, approaching me and extending
her slim hand with long, delicate fingers - I'm Velma. Glad to have you
around...
- Keep. Pleased to meet you - I shook her hand lightly. I started to like
the situation more and more. I dropped my stuff on the empty bed in the
corner.
- Here? - I asked - We'll live together?
- Sure - Allison shrugged - We don't have any other place anyway. Why?
Ashamed of me? - she teased.
I turned around, intending to ask Velma about her idea. I did in fact turn around, but said nothing.
Sweet, tall Velma, with her wonderful, black hair let loose, stood there with her shirt in her hands.
This meant, yes, yes, you guessed. She was overwhelmingly topless. Well, this "overwhelming" might be too strong. Her breasts were small, round, seemingly very firm. She had little, pink nipples that erected in the chilly evening air.
- Sorry - I said, turning my head away. I supposed she'd be embarrassed.
She wasn't.
- Never mind. I'm a naturist anyway. It doesn't disturb me when anybody
sees me naked. I hope you don't mind - she said, reaching down and removing
her panties.
- No, Velma. I surely don't mind - I burst into laughter to cover my excitement
and embarrassment. What have I gotten into? Oh, joy! Oh, happiness!
***
Having seen and heard what he had, Keep knew these two weeks he was supposed to spend in the Wilderness Gils' camp were promising to be the best holidays he could imagine. He longed to see other girls. Having met cute Kelly and amazing Velma he only hope the others will be half that treat.
He loved little girls. His idea for perfect being on this here Earth
was a little female, in her very early teens, at the stage of magical
change from child into a young woman. There was nothing more beautiful
for him than the shape, the esoteric form of such a spirit.
Allison knew that very well, but Keep never told her who was the blessed
nymphet that first drew his attention. Not so long ago, a 14-year-old
came to his place, brought by her older sister. A lovely lolita with blue
eyes, dark hair and seductive body. After posing for him in only her underwear
she left. All he got from her were two photos and a pair of skimpy, white
panties. Her name was Alice.
She was Allison's younger sister.
Couple months later, Keep got seduced by another nymph - cute, little, depraved Andi. Spoiled but wonderful child that almost dragged him to bed and pleased him with all her openings.
Keep told Allison that story. She knew the Wilderness Girls' camp would be a place he'll love. Being surrounded by a bunch of little cute girls - what else could he desire? But, not knowing the crucial fact from Keep's past, Allison didn't even suspect that the best surprise was about to come - and nobody was aware of it. Neither him, nor her... And one more someone.
Chapter Two - A New Staff Member
I woke up, but kept my eyes closed, lying in the bed. I felt kind of unreal, that strange vertigo went through my head. Then I finally opened my eyes and remembered everything. I was at the Wilderness Girls' camp.
- Look who's up, finally! - I heard a girl's voice somewhere behind,
out of my sight. I sat up on the bed. That was the outgoing kitten I met
yesterday evening. The naturist. What was her name? Oh, yes, Velma. Now,
in the broad daylight I could see her better. She wasn't more than 19.
The pure, fresh beauty of youth, I thought.
- Hi there! - I said - What's the time then?
- Quarter past six already. You better get up quickly, if you don't want
to miss the morning assembly.
- What did you say? What time? - I didn't believe my ears. Let's say it
frankly - I'm not really used to getting up at such time.
- She's right, you better get up. I'm gonna need you - Allison came into
the tent. I noticed she already wore her WG uniform. It was very much
like the one that little Kelly had on yesterday night. Very tight (especially
over the chest), with short sleeves and the shortest skirt there was.
Allison had stunning legs - and one had no doubts, seeing her dressed
like that.
- Should I... - a thought came to my head - Will I get a uniform, also?
But no skirt, please?
- Goddamn, you're right! - Allison exclaimed - I haven't thought about
it... We'll see to it later. Now just get going, the girls are ready -
having said that, she left the tent. Thirty seconds later I heard a loud
whistle and a cacophony of girlish voices.
- Ready? - I looked over when Velma asked her question. I haven't even
noticed when she changed into her uniform. She was buttoning the blouse
and for a brief moment I caught a glimpse of her small, round breast.
Delightful!
- Yeah! - I said, as I got up and zipped my trousers - Ready.
We went outside. Believe me, I've seen couple things before. But that was awesome. I saw a group of young girls, almost twenty of them, lined up in equal groups. As far as I remembered they called it squads. So, there were three squads, lined up to form a square with one side open. On that opening there was a pole and a flag was ready to be raised on it.
The girls were all wearing their khaki uniforms - just like the one Kelly wore at night - short skirt (I'd assume these were too short, but, heck, that was so sweet); blouses with short sleeves and scarf around their necks. All the scarves were exactly the same - black with green lining. I noticed they had various little, round, colorful signs on the sleeves. All of them were young; Kelly must've been the oldest of all the girls.
We approached them and I noticed a sudden fever among them. A slight hum of whispers arose but was cut down by Allison.
- Attention, everyone! - she said loudly - Raise the flag!
Velma approached the pole and started to raise the flag. Everyone started to sing the anthem. I too stood at attention and saluted the flag. With the corner of my eye I noticed that the girls standing to the most right of each squad were one step in front of the line plus they had some special signs on their sleeves. They must've been the leaders, as they seemed to be the oldest girls.
The flag reached the top of the pole and soon after the anthem came to an end.
- Dismiss! - Allison said. Everyone relaxed.
- Good day to all of you, girls! - she said - I have couple things to
say about today's routine. It's Sunday, so you are allowed to use all
your time as you please. Today Velma and me, together with the squad leaders
will make a decision about the next week's schedule. Any ideas and proposals
are welcome. Logical ones, I'd like to add. If anyone wished to attend
the church in the town, she is welcome to do so. Velma will care of those
who want to go.
She looked around. Me too. All the eyes were on me and it was kind of intimidating. But not unpleasant at all. Definitely not...
- As you can see, the new staff member I told you about has arrived.
I realize most of you didn't expect it to be man. I'm sorry, if you feel
disappointed... - she was unable to finish because of the noise. Everyone
cheered.
- Quiet! - she shouted - His name is Keep Denver. Mr. Denver for you.
From now on, what he says is equally important for you as if Miss Velma
or I said it.
She looked around again.
- Any questions?
One of the girls raised her hand. It was the cutie with green hair that I've observed through my binoculars yesterday.
- Yes, Chrissy? - Velma asked.
- Is Mr. Denver going to stay with us till the end?
- I do hope so - I said. The reaction was enthusiastic. I felt a nice,
warm feeling around my heart
- At least that's what my intention is.
- Does that mean you'll take part in the Robinson Skill?
- I'm not sure what is that at all... - I started.
- Yes, he will - Allison interrupted me - I'll explain to you later -
she said in a lower voice.
- One more thing - she added, for the whole audience - Another girl is
going to come in a couple days. I expect you to welcome her well. That's
it for now.
Velma made a step forward and extended her hands, crossed, in front her.
- The Ring of Friendship - she announced. Allison stood by her side and motioned me to do the same. I crossed my hands and held hers. The squads broke their square and all the girls formed a circle, a ring. A nice, slender preteen approached me and grabbed my hand. She looked up at me and smiled.
- I'm Sammy - she whispered and winked.
- I'm Keep - I whispered and winked back at her.
- Here we are, in the Ring of Friendship - announced Allison - to certify that we are all friends and we all wish things to stay that way. Let's sing!
And all of them started to sing a song I did not know.
***
Keep stood there, holding hands inside the Circle of Friendship, totally awestruck. He moved his eyes from one girl to another. He was taking in the young, blooming beauty of the teenagers, and soaking his eyes with those delightful images. Finally the song ended and they broke the ring.
- After the breakfast you are free to do whatever you wish - said Velma
- I'm going to the town, so if anyone wished, you may join me. Come right
after the meal.
- C'mon, let's get back to the tent - Allison pulled Keep's hand. Once
in there they had a nice breakfast. Velma took the rest of the girls to
the so-called "mess" - in fact it was another tent, slightly
bigger than the others.
- What was that "Robinson" stuff? - asked Keep, drinking coffee.
- Oh, that! - Allison shrugged her shoulders - No big deal. You have to
spend a night out in the forest. Taking their age into consideration,
they need an adult guardian to do it. So, you'll get your own squad and
you'll take them into the wilderness. Hope it won't be a problem?
- Definitely not! I just hope to know whom I'm going to take with me.
They left the tent and strolled slowly through the camp. The girls were all in their tents, changing their clothes into their beachwear. The whole Sunday was free for them to use it as they pleased. No wonder most of them were going to swim - at the very same place Keep had the pleasure of watching yesterday.
- This can be fixed... - Allison smiled - I guess you'll get Kelly's
squad. Them girls, plus one more, she comes here tomorrow.
- Oh... A bit late, just like me, huh?
- Yeah... - she said, as they slowly walked toward the sandy beach. They
entered the pier and sat down. Keep removed his shoes and put his feet
into the cool, clear water.
- I'm starting to like it here - he said.
- Well, good to know - Allison smiled at him - I'll have to get you some
kind of uniform - she look at him critically - ...a blouse, at least.
I know! We'll have to go to town tomorrow anyway, we'll get something
there.
- If you say so - he answered, lighting a cigarette. The girls started
to pour out of their tents, all of them wearing bikinis and carrying sun
lotions and towels with them.
Keep looked at them, trying to find the ones he already knew. There was
almost twenty girls altogether, so it wasn't easy. The first one he spotted
was the one with green hair.
- What's her name? - he asked Allison, pointing at the teenager.
- That little freak? - the woman smiled - That's Chrissy. Cute, isn't
she?
- Yeah... - he answered, somewhat absent-minded, staring at the girl.
She was small, slim; petite would be the right word to describe her. Her green hair reached to her shoulders. She was wearing a red and black bikini, a very skimpy one in fact, that barely covered anything. Though, to be honest, there wasn't much to be covered. Chrissy had small breasts that must have only recently started to develop. At present stage they were two round mounds on her chest, tightly clad by the thin fabric of her bikini top. Her small, childish nipples erected in the cool water and now poked through the material.
She may not have had the greatest bust in the world, but what immediately drew Keep's attention was her butt. It was round, kind of bubbly, firm, the lovely buns separated by a thin red string. She had a flawless skin, fair complexion, now covered with a nice suntan that promised to get darker during the next few days. Keep kept looking at her until he felt the creature in his pants twitch. He shook his head to bring himself back to reality and put out the cigarette butt.
- Day dreaming, huh? - he heard Allison's voice just over his ear. He nodded. She knew anyway, so there was no reason to hide anything from her. He just hoped she wouldn't start getting jealous all of a sudden.
The girls splashed in the water, joyfully. Most of them just waded in the shallows, but some tried to swim further, into the open lake.
- Emma! - Allison shouted, standing up - Back here, this instant!
- But... - Emma tried to oppose.
- This fucking instant! - the woman shouted again. The hum of girl's voices
stopped for a moment. Keep looked up, surprised. It was already second
time he saw Allison so harsh with the girls.
- C'mon, she's just a kid. I don't think you should use language like
that.
- I don't think she would've reacted otherwise - snapped back Allison
- But, well, maybe I got carried away.
Emma swam closer to the pier and looked up, at the two adults sitting there.
- Why can't we swim there? - she demanded.
- Cause there's no lifeguard in here. Easy as that.
- Yeah, I get it - the girl turned around, intending to swim away. Keep
looked from above at her round, firm butt and long, slender legs that
moved slowly under the wavy surface of the water.
- Hey, wait! - the girl turned back around, facing them again - Mr. Keep,
maybe you could swim with us? Well? Pretty please? - she added, looking
at him with her best pleading little girl stare. He gasped lightly.
- OK. Lucky you, I have my swimming trunks on - he smiled at the girl
- I think you can forgive me, for leaving you alone - he smiled to Allison,
removing his shirt and shoes. Then he pulled off his trousers.
- Ready, mister? - Emma asked, swimming toward the end of the pier. He nodded his head and walked to the edge. Once there, he jumped forward and dived into the water.
It was cool, smooth and refreshing. He dove deep, under the surface and brushed his fingers through the sand on the lakebed. He turned his body and pushed his legs and hands, going up, where he splashed over the surface. He looked back, to see Emma and another girl swim closer. He recognized the other - it was Sammy, the one that held his hand in the Ring of Friendship. He motioned them with his hand and the three of them directed toward the open lake.
It's been a while since Keep had an opportunity to swim, therefore he was even happier to do it now. The warm sun, slight wind and the smooth moisture of the water on his skin were so extraordinary he forgot the rest of the world.
- Hey, mister! - he heard a distant voice - Wait for us, willya?
Keep slowed down and turned his head to look back. The girls were far behind, not able to catch up with him. He stopped and just floated, lying on the surface. They reached him finally, also stopping to catch their breath.
- Phew, you're quick, mister! - Emma said, impressed. She felt really
attracted, looking at this handsome, adult man. Being only 13, she thought
he was very adult, so much older than she was.
- You're great - she said - Great swimmer, I mean - she added quickly.
- Thanks - Keep answered - You're good too - upon hearing that, she blushed
slightly. Observing her, the man started to suppose his stay at the camp
was going to be even more interesting than he thought.
- Let's better get back - the other girl suggested - Ms. Allison will
get angry if we swim too far.
- Yeah, I wouldn't like to make her angry either - Keep murmured - Head
for the shore, I'll follow you. It's gonna be safer that way - he added.
They did as he ordered, swimming couple meters in front of him.
Safety, however, wasn't his main concern. From his position he had a great view - both of the girls, although young, or maybe just because of that, had great bottoms. He could now freely admire their young, firm buttocks, working just under the surface of the water as they swam. Emma's bikini bottoms consisted of only thin strap of material in the back that moved up, high between her ass-cheeks, giving her a lovely wedgie and leaving her butt almost bare. Keep looked at the other girl. Her bikini bottoms also rode up, tight and wet, right into her crack. She had wonderful, round, full, firm buttocks already without any traces of baby fat. He felt tempted to swim closer and simply grab one of them, squeeze those lovely buns, caress, stroke, and feel... He sighed, as he felt his dick swell and enlarge quickly.
- Let's race - he shouted, swimming faster and overtaking the girls. He didn't need to show his erection to anyone. Not so soon, he judged, so he tried to forget it. They started to swim faster and faster. Emma was soon left behind, but the other girl was good and she kept right behind him. As they came closer to the shore, she managed to dash forward and she was first to touch the pier.
- I won! - she exclaimed - I won! - she was really happy.
- Yes, indeed, you did - Keep smiled as he gripped the deck of the pier
and pulled himself up and stood on the deck.
- Nice show you've put on - Allison commented, approaching him and putting
a hand on his shoulder - I suppose you like it here. Seems you'll have
a great time. Both you and the girls...
- Hope so - he answered.
- Can you give me a hand, mister - they heard a voice. It was the girl
he raced. She was still in the water. Keep extended his hand and she grabbed
it, trying to pull herself up. In that moment something happened.
Her bikini top was hooked in front, between her breasts and it had no shoulder straps. Maybe she had strained it while swimming? Whatever was the cause, the fact is, when Keep pulled her up, helping her get on the pier, her bra just snapped - the hook broke and the colorful bikini top fell off and landed in the water.
For what seemed like eternity for both the man and the young girl, they thrived there - him standing on the edge, her hanging in the air, unable to catch her balance, astonished and as she realized what has just happened - ashamed.
He looked down, at her young, fresh beauty. She had small breasts, like buds that were just about to bloom. Little round mounds with big, pink, puffy nipples that topped those lovely twins. He used the precious seconds, letting this wonderful image sink deep into his mind.
She tried to cover herself with her free hand, but in course of trying to do so, she completely lost her balance and pulled Keep with her. She fell into the water and the man fell on her, pushing both of them deeper. For a glorious moment he felt her young, firm breasts pressed against his chest. He reached with hand and gently brushed them feeling the enormous smoothness and softness of those pink, puffy nipples of her, pretending to try and catch her. He finally did so, embracing her with his arm and pulling up. They surfaced, with the girl coughing and spitting water. Keep kept her on his arm, put under her bottom. As soon as she calmed down, she looked up at his face and dove into the water, directing toward the shore. Feeling the ground under her feet, she stood up and run away from the lake, covering her bare chest with her hands and hid in her tent.
- Seems you frightened her - he heard Allison's voice overhead. The girl's bikini top was floating in the water by his side.
***
It took me a few moments to regain my composure after the accident. I had a raging hard-on and therefore I decided to stay in the water until it went away. Allison must've guessed the reason and she teased me mercilessly.
Emma, who witnessed the whole event, suggested that her friend Sammy will soon get over it, but I should not try to explain it. Maybe she was right. I guess for a girl her age involuntary flashing an adult man could be somewhat unpleasant. Although I knew girls around that age that exposed themselves quite voluntarily.
It took me almost an hour before I was ready to sit on the pier again
- my best friend jumped to attention every couple minutes. I just couldn't
stop thinking about little Sammy's superior tits. These were so soft,
so delicate, so great. I knew I'd long to touch them again.
Having "suffered" a stiffy for so long, I felt the urge I could
no longer resist.
- Allison - I asked - Where's the loo, I need to go?
- Oh - she kind of smiled - we had a latrine in here. But nobody wants
to use it. It stinks big time - she got up - Come with me and I'll show
you.
We went across the camp and past the place where the cars were parked. She stood on the track and pointed her hand into the woods.
- Forward in that direction.
- Where? - I asked, not getting it.
- Anywhere you wish. But be careful. Everyone uses this area. We call
it a minefield. Just find yourself a nice place and go for it. And, oh,
please, hide the paper under the moss. Or bury it. Just leave the place
clean, OK? - she looked at me and grinned devilishly.
Does Keep shit in the woods? I asked myself. Apparently, he does. I didn't even suppose this custom will give me so much fun so soon. I left her there and went into the woods, between the trees, minding my steps - she was right, you could call this place a minefield. I found a nice tree and took my long deserved leak.
Upon returning to the beach I noticed Sammy was back there as well. She was now wearing a T-shirt, which replaced her broken bikini top. When she noticed me, at first she turned away, apparently ashamed, but I managed to catch her later, looking intently at me. She smiled and escaped my look. I guess she just needed some time to get over the whole thing.
The rest of the day went on peacefully. I swam some more and sunbathed.
After couple long weeks of working non-stop, spent mostly in the concrete
jungle of big cities, surrounded by megatons of stone, glass and steel,
I loved being where I was - in the forest, among wildlife.
Yes, I could call the girls wildlife. In a way at least.
My next adventure occurred to me in the evening and it was maybe even better than the flashing episode Sammy provided. I went to the minefield, intending to take a shit. I went far enough not to be noticed from the road and found a nice trench. Allison told me before the whole Duck Island used to be a part of military training range years ago, before it was transferred to a civilian company. All that was left from those days, was a net of trenches throughout the forest and occasional scars from bullets on the trees. I suppose they had a great time here, back then.
Anyway, I hid myself in the dyke, pulled my pants down and was just about to enjoy the experience, when I heard a noise. Somebody was approaching - I could hear a twig break under a small foot. I pulled my trunks back up, forgetting the shit for a moment and looked up.
My view was obstructed by a large juniper shrug, so I moved a little and then I saw her. She was petite, somewhat skinny and rather short. I supposed she could be around 10, 11 years old. She had dark blonde hair, quite long, that framed her face. In the dim light of approaching dusk and in spite of the shadow under the trees I could still see her quite well. She approached the place I was in, so I ducked under the shrub. Crouched on the bottom of the trench, I crawled some and looked up, my head under the juniper shrub. The coniferous tree caused some serious discomfort but I didn't really care, trembling in anticipation. The girl didn't notice me and, yes, there is someone above that cares about me, really.
She looked around to make sure she's alone - she apparently didn't notice my crouching presence crawling under the bushes. From my position I could see her legs as she approached. I saw her pull up the rim of her skirt and, oh, sweet joy, she pulled down her panties. To my surprise she took them completely off and threw on the moss. She then crouched, facing my hideout.
As she did so, she pulled her skirt up and I was now just only about half a meter from her. From my position under the lowest branches of the juniper I had an unobstructed view at her privates. She had a smooth, completely bare crotch, slightly lighter than the suntanned skin of her legs. As she crouched, she spread her legs and that action pulled her pussy lips spread open. She had fat, puffy, childish labia. These soft, tender folds of not tanned flesh covered the darker, pink interior. In the dim light of approaching dusk I noticed her little slit glistened a bit with moisture. She squatted, spreading her legs. Her pussy lips opened, revealing her inner most secrets. I could clearly see the little button at the northern end and the darker shade where her virginal opening was. She tensed a bit and a stream of hot, yellow, lucid liquid speared from her cleft, splashing on the ground under the tree, so close to me I could almost feel the heat on my face.
I watched in amazement as she peed like a racehorse. It seemed to go on for ages. The thick stream of piss continued to flow, and flow, and flow, forming a small puddle. Finally the stream started to weaken, then it changed into short splashes and finally into single drops. She sighed deeply and retrieved a handkerchief from a pocket on her chest. She took her time to carefully wipe all the remains of urine from her slit, in the course of action spreading her fat pussy lips wide open. She then forced the wet hankie under the grass and stood up, reaching for her panties. She pulled them on, looked around, turned her back at my hideout and slowly went away.
I just crouched there, completely awestruck, unable to move or think clearly. I never thought a girl urinating could be so sexy, but this little preteen unknowingly taught me a good lesson in my sex-ed.
I watched as she went away, staring intently at her back. She didn't realize just how sexy and exciting she was for me. Heck, she didn't realize I have seen her taking a leak! I took a deep breath and reached to my trousers, intending to finish what I came here for. It wasn't before I touched my cock that I realized I had creamed my pants.
Chapter Three - The Arrival of Alice
- C'mon, get up, sleepy head! - I felt soft, womanly touch on my face.
Slim finger traced the shape of my nose and down, to my lips. I opened
my eyes.
- Finally! Gosh, you're a damned sound sleeper - Velma said, looking down
at me.
- Is it time? - I asked, only half-conscious.
- Yes, it is... You better get up and get dressed. Allison's already up
and she said she wanted you to get going. You're supposed to take her
to the town later, aren't you?
- Oh yeah... - I murmured, remembering what Allison said last night -
We're supposed to get the new girl, huh? OK, then.
Velma got up. I noticed she was wearing her WG uniform skirt and a plain T-shirt. Before I even realized that, she pulled the T-shirt off over her head and flashed me again with her small, round titties.
- Damn, you did it again! - I said in a low voice.
- Oh, sorry - she smiled, turning to face me. Her breasts wiggled slightly
- I can be more careful, if you feel... uncomfortable with my nudity.
- Hell, no! I really like it... - I said, truthfully - It's just that
I'm not used to, whatever, forget it. It really doesn't disturb me even
the slightest - I added, pulling my trousers on. She giggled like a little
girl and finished buttoning her blouse. When we were both ready, we left
the tent.
I heard a loud whistle - Allison was standing near the flagpole and blew her whistle. The girls poured out of their tents and formed a square, just like I've already seen it the previous day. The morning ceremony I already knew took place once again. I suppose they started every day like that. After the flag was elevated and we finished to sing the anthem, Allison spoke.
- Now, I know you liked the spare time yesterday, but today is Monday,
so we start all over again. I need to leave for about two hours around
noon, so Ms. Velma will take care of you. I don't want to learn that any
single one of you misbehaved. Did I make myself clear?! - she looked around.
The answer was a loud "Yes, Ms!" Allison seemed satisfied.
- Now, your Robinson Skill will be held Friday to Sunday. Today you'll
get the maps and you'll choose your destinations. Later, when you've decided
already, you'll consult this with us.
A small hand dashed up.
- Yes? - Velma asked, seeing this sign.
- Who'll take care of the squads?
- Oh, that. So then, if you wish... - Allison opened her notepad she held
under her arm.
- So, the squad lead by Trisha goes with me - there was a slight hum,
hardly of approval, I judged.
- Velma will take care of Monica's squad - the noise got louder.
- Which means, Kelly and her little... hooligans will be accompanied by
Mr. Keep - this message caused some kind of mindless euphoria among the
aforementioned group.
- One more girl will join you, and we are going to go and bring her here
today - Allison looked around - I hope you'll welcome her warmly and I
want not to hear about any arguments, is it clear?
Allison stepped back and Velma talked about some minor details that concerned the upcoming day. When she was finished, she called the Ring of Friendship. We all held hands and sung.
This time we had breakfast will everyone in the mess hall. Or maybe the mess tent, as it was just that. We got hot tea, scrambled eggs and sandwiches.
- Who prepares all that food? - I asked Velma.
- The girls. They have shifts in the kitchen. So far nobody was poisoned
- she joked.
- It' s quite good - I raised my sandwich, looking at it - And the eggs
were OK as well.
- You better like it, the food's not gonna change till the end of the
camp - Allison remarked.
But I didn't mind that. I was impressed - it seemed there were only the two of them and the girls and nobody else to help. That was a really tough job.
After the breakfast we took the maps and went to visit the squads in their tents. I thrived in anticipation to get to know the girls a bit better.
- I guess we'll go straight to your squad and you can take care of them, how bout it? - Allison asked, as we walked. I nodded.
We entered the tent. It was one of those older types military tents for 10 persons plus their equipment. I didn't think the army used these anymore. All the girls were inside. I looked around - the beds were put into two-level construction. It was assembled of wood. In the front there was some kind of table made of plank and one other similar furniture, which I could call sofa maybe. Under the walls there was some kind of shelves, with their clothes and all other stuff. The towels and bikinis were hanging under the ceiling on a rope.
- Everyone, attention! - I heard Kelly's voice as we entered and all
the girls got up.
- Hi there! - Allison waved her hand.
- Dismiss - she added. The girls did so, taking back their places on the
beds and the strange sofa. Kelly sat on the table. They spoke nothing,
looking intently at us.
- Mr. Keep's gonna be your guardian from now on. I'd like you to introduce
yourselves. And no playing stupid tricks, you get it?
- Sure Ms. Allison! - Kelly answered. She got up and approached me, standing
in front of me in attention and saluted me.
- Mr. Denver, the squad leader, Kelly Marsh, proud to present the squad
- she motioned her hand toward them.
- Nina - a small girl, around maybe 10, with nice brown hair smiled at
me. She was somewhat skinny, like most of girls her age, having lost her
baby fat already but still before they started to mature.
- Mel - that one was older, she was about 13 I suppose, with short, dark
hair and a pair of really big breasts that bounced a bit as she breathed.
I didn't think she wore any bra. She was just a little bit on the fat
side, but I wouldn't call her fat really.
- Sammy - oh, yeah. We knew each other already. It was her who lost her
bikini top the day before. She blushed slightly and waved her hand to
greet me.
- Timmy - I looked closer. She was a bit skinny and had long, dark blonde
hair. I took another glimpse and I knew - that was the little fairy that
performed her peeing show for me the previous evening. My little friend
twitched dangerously.
- Chrissy - I already noticed her before - that was the green-haired 13-year-old
one. She looked up at me as she sat on the tent floor and said "Hi!"
- And I'm Kelly, but you already know that - Kelly said, saluted me again
and seated herself.
All of them looked at me now. I looked around, feeling slight pressure in their looks. They perceived me as prey, I was sure of that. There was something feline in these girls. Like little predators, they observed every move of mine, every word. I shook my head to get rid of that ridiculous feeling.
- I'm Keep Denver, from now on I'll take care of your squad - I tried
to talk on, but my voice was lost in their joy. They shouted and cheered,
seemingly very happy with that simple fact.
- OK, OK! Enough! - I raised my voice - We'll have time for that later,
OK? Now... As far as other facts go - I'm a photographer and I will also
run a photo workshop here. Those of you, who want, feel free to join me
when the time comes. You may learn couple nice things. As far as the famous
Robinson Skill goes, I don't really know this area - make your choice
and we'll discuss it later. Is that right with you?
The answer was even more enthusiastic. Allison handed a topographic map over to Kelly and suggested we could go. I left the tent, feeling the eyes of the girls on my back.
***
Keep left but Allison turned around and moved her face close to Kelly's.
- I don't want neither you, nor any of your little sluts make yourself
any problems, did I make myself clear? - she asked. Kelly gulped and nodded.
- Yes, Ms! Definitely.
- Glad to know - Allison said turning around and leaving the tent. Kelly
sighed.
- What a tight-assed bitch - she murmured and looked at "her little
sluts". The girls stared intently at her.
- You heard her, make yourself no problems, eh? - the squad leader shrugged.
- He's cute... - Chrissy said - Though so far he seems a bit lame.
- Hand over that map, we'll make our choice... We need to think it over
carefully - Sammy said.
- C'mon, forget the bloody map! - Mel opposed - He's a real treat! Handsome
adult man! - she dreamt away.
Meanwhile, Allison and Keep went to visit the remaining squads and gave out the maps. Keep took some time to have a look at those himself. The whole area was an island indeed. It was much bigger than he'd expect and the only way to get there was the ferry they used. Any other approach required a boat. He noticed what looked like a nice bay on the opposite side of the island, but also marks that meant some buildings. He asked Allison about those.
- Oh, that? - she thought for a moment - I suppose these must be the
old barracks. Yeah, I think that's that.
- I see - he said - How long it's been since this area was left by the
military?
- Tens of years... About thirty or more. Why?
- Just curious - he answered as he started to study the map over again.
Allison retrieved her mobile and dialed a number.
- Hello? - she spoke - 'Tis me. Yes. Will you make it? Great. At the
town hall, remember. OK, bye for now - she hanged up.
- I think we have one more hour before we need to go - she looked at the
man. He nodded.
It wasn't before noon that it was time for them to go. They were supposed to meet the new girl at the town hall, exactly the same spot where Allison made her appointment with Keep. They took his 4WD and left.
***
It was some time before, around maybe eleven, when Tom Weather left the store and took off with his truck. He was a truck driver for couple years already. He worked for a big company and often traveled a lot. Right now he was driving also. He turned and left the highway, going into some local road. He had this last delivery before his summer holidays. He slowed down a bit, as the truck entered the old, narrow road along the lake.
He noticed the girl right behind the first turn. She stood there on the
side of the road and hitchhiked. She looked nice, that's why he decided
to take her and braked.
- Hi there! - she looked in, when he stopped - Going to Duck Island, you
know where's that at? There's some little louse town around there, I was
told.
Yes, there was. And her destination was on his route, so he told her to hop in. As she climbed aboard his truck, he had a moment to have a better look at her. She was around 14-15, he judged, with nice, round, medium sized tits that wiggled and jumped up and down when she moved or when the car shook. He supposed she didn't wear any bra under her short, black tank top with bold, white, capitalized words across her chest saying "Jail Bait". She sure was one, the man decided. She had shoulder-length, dark blonde hair, and long, slim legs and nice butt - he managed to catch a glimpse of her back when she turned to grab her backpack.
- So, where'd ya go, little lady? - he asked, when they took off - You
don't live in this here area?
- Oh, no, not really... I go to a summer camp my sister runs on the island.
Y'know...
- Yeah. Cool - he answered. He looked at her with the corner of his eye.
She might have been in her mid teens, but she already was a killer. An
absolute heart breaker. And a cock-stiffener. He felt his erection arising.
- So, what's yer name, little lady?
- Alice - she answered shortly. A melody sounded and she retrieved a mobile
phone from her back pocket.
- Yes? Oh, hi Allison! Yes, sure - she babbled - Sure. I should be there
on time, yes, at the town hall. OK, kisses, bye! - she turned off and
put the phone back in her pocket.
- 'Twas my sister - she smiled, explaining.
Alice looked through the side window of the truck, at the green woods surrounding the road. The trucker felt his dick grew more and more as he observed her with the corner of his eye.
- Aren't ya afraid? - he asked, looking intently at her.
- Afraid of what? - she asked him, perfectly faking innocence and unawareness.
- Y'know... - he paused - That someone's gonna hurt ya, y'know. Like,
them, perverts...
- Oh, that? If I got you correct, you want to know if I'm afraid that
you're gonna stop right here in the middle of the forest, rape me brutally
and then leave me half-dead, with my pussy and butt gaping open and my
mouth dribbling with your semen? - she grinned devilishly. He was dumbstruck.
- If that's the case, then - no, I'm not afraid. You'd never do it. You're
just too good a man, too honest to commit such a filthy act on a sweet,
little child like me, am I right?
- Ugh... them, yeah... I, err, guess so - he was still kind of speechless
and stuttered.
- I knew it. Now, I hope you don't mind if I smoked?
- Nah... - he murmured - Sweet, little child, huh? Damn! Kids these days!
- My mind is being somewhat treacherous at times - she said lightly, puffing
at her cigarette.
The best he could do was smoke too. He retrieved a cigarette from a packet
on the dashboard and smoked it. His hard-on was raging. They didn't speak
any more. He was afraid to say anything and she didn't seem interested
at all. It took them about an hour more to get to the town she asked about.
He turned toward the town hall and stopped a block away from it.
- That the place - he said, halting the van and pointing with his hand.
- Thank you very much indeed. Unfortunately - she said, smiling slightly
- I have completely no money to pay you for the ride...
- Never mind - he said, looking at her for the last time to memorize the
image of this cute, strange teenager.
-...but I can do this - having said so, she reached to her waist, grabbed
the rim of her short tank top and yanked it up, completely revealing her
bare breasts. Just like he initially thought when he first saw her, she
was not wearing any bra. Her young round tits stood proud and firm.
- This is little something to express my thankful gratitude for you for
not raping me brutally and leaving my mutilated body in the forest afterwards.
Bye for now! - she pulled her top down, covering herself, grabbed her
backpack, opened the door and jumped outside. For the last time she waved
her hand at him and disappeared in the street nearby. He shook his head
and set off. I need to stop in the woods and beat the bishop, he decided
driving out of town.
Alice found the town hall and just sat there, waiting for her sister to arrive. She noticed the brand new Japanese car as soon as it drove into the square. A great machine, she thought. How surprised she was to see Allison leave it when it stopped. She run toward her and hugged her tightly.
- Great to see you again - she said, when they separated
- That your car? - she shifted her gaze to the machine and then she noticed
the man. He must've apparently noticed her as well - his jaw dropped momentarily
and his eyes looked as if they were going to pop out any moment.
- Hello! - she said. She knew this guy. She remembered him clearly - it
wasn't even a year earlier that she met him, while visiting her sister.
He took photos of the two of them. And, yes, she left him some special
present.
- Uhm, hello, Alice! - he answered somewhat uneasy. He could remember
her just as clearly. Very clearly. She flashed him with the delights of
her bare cunny and then presented with her used panties and a nice, nude
photo. And a novel by Nabokov... How could he forget her, this sweet little
lewd angel, the muse that pushed him toward his real love - little girls?
- Glad to see you again - she run toward him and hugged him, jumping up
and wrapping her long, slim legs around his hips. Instinctively, not to
let her fall, he wrapped his hand around her back and put the other under
her bottom. She counted on just that, wiggling around a bit, making his
finger push into her butt crack. She was wearing tight lycra shorts and
with that one movement he felt the firmness of her buttocks and puffiness
of her fat cunny lips. She hugged him even tighter.
- Are you gonna make photos again? - she asked, looking him in the eyes.
He nodded his head seriously.
- Cool! Is this your car? It's great! Really! I'm so glad we met again!
- she babbled.
- Now, now! Alice! Calm down! - Allison said.
- But why? I really like Mr. Keep - she grinned - And he really likes
me, right? - she asked him.
- Ye-es - was all he managed to say, cause she started to fidget again
and drove his fingers deeper into her crack. Then she loosened her hug
and jumped off. With that motion, her young, firm tits jumped up and down,
almost giving him a heart attack. Allison should've told him who was going
to come. Well, yes, of course she didn't know about that special, secret
bond between that man and her little sister; and anyway he didn't expect
this teen to be so open and daring. So provocative. He looked at her tank
top. Jail Bait. She definitively was provocative...
- Let's get going - he said, as he grabbed Alice's backpack and put it
on the back seat. They all packed in and took off.
- So, how was your trip, sissy? - the older one asked.
- Great! I hitchhiked - Alice said.
- Just as I thought. I told you it's too risky, didn't I...
- Oh, c'mon! I'm not a little kid anymore! - she snapped back. They drove
on.
***
To say I was surprised would be a bit weak. I was extremely surprised. Of course, it was positive surprise. I was happy. I was glad to see Alice again. She kept visiting my dreams every now and then and I always hoped I'd be able to meet her again. And now, there she was - right within the reach of my hand and seemingly eager. That was a bit, just a little bit, overwhelming.
We were already almost at the ferry, when Allison looked at me. Alice was in the back seat, talking constantly.
- Stop for a moment, OK? I gotta go, really badly - Allison said. I pulled
over and she left the car, disappearing in the bushed on the side of the
road. I sighed.
- What's up? - I heard Alice's voice behind my back. I turned over to
face the back sit. She sat there with her feet on the seat, her knees
under her chin. All her crotch was perfectly visible. She pulled her lycra
shorts down all the way and I could clearly see her bare fat pussy lips.
Her lovely mound was round and firm. There wasn't any trace of hair there
I noticed, but I suppose she must've shaved it - she was old enough to
grow her pubic hair.
- Suppose you remember that, don't you? - she asked me, pulling her lycras
up and sitting properly.
- Ye-es... - I managed to say only - I still keep the photo you gave me
then...
- That old crap - she laughed - I still think you would make a better
one. Huh?
- I... I guess so - I stuttered.
- Sure - she smiled, and licked her lips. With the corner of my eye I
noticed Allison was coming back.
- Will you? - Alice asked.
- Sure, I will. I'd gladly want to - I answered.
- What will you do? - asked Allison, getting into the car.
- Keep will teach me to make photos - Alice cheered.
- Oh, yeah. And Mr. Keep for you - her older sister reminded - Will you
really? - she looked at me - The girls could use some knowledge, y'know.
Could be a great fun to let them make photos themselves. We could develop
it when we came back from the camp.
- Sure - I answered after a while - I will run that workshop. That's what
I came here for.
We crossed the river using that strange ferry and headed straight for the camp. Alice babbled about everything and nothing all the way. Finally I pulled over by the side of the staff tent and turned off the engine.
- Here we go - I said. We all left. The younger girl grabbed her backpack
and looked around. Most of the girls were in front of their tents and
they were all throwing curious looks at the newcomer. Allison embraced
her.
- C'mon, sissy! I'll show you your squad.
I sat on the hood of the car and smoked a cigarette. They went into Kelly's tent. That meant, Alice was going to be a member of "my" squad. And she'd go with the other girls and me for a night in the wilderness...
That posed a nice prospect. Great expectations, I may say. Crazy serpentines of my though drifted into wastelands, dazing my mind for a moment. I didn't believe I could possibly do anything with this little cock teaser, but the way she acted, flashing me at the first opportunity. We've only met before once, couple months before. What a girl, really!
- I see you remember her, huh? - I started in attention upon hearing
Allison's voice over my ear.
- Sure. I remember the session you gave me then. Lovely portfolio I still
have.
- Sure. Lovely because of me or because of her, you mangy old perv? -
she joked.
- You should know better yourself - I snapped back half-ironically, before
I realized the meaning of that statement from my mouth.
- I guess I know, I'm afraid - she said. She sat beside me.
- I suppose you must like it here, don't you? - she said in a lower voice,
leaning over me and lighting her own cigarette.
- Sure do. You know me... You know I like such... - I was trying to think
of a proper word.
- ... nymphets? - she finished.
- Yeah... Fairies, butterflies, angels... Whatever you call that.
- Is it just your sense of esthetics or do you desire them physically?
- Allison inquired further. We had talks like that before, but never in
a situation like that - in front of a handful of cute, pubescent and pre-pubescent
girlies. And not relating indirectly to her younger sister.
- I guess partially both of these reasons - I answered safely.
- Sure. But I don't think some of them treat you in esthetic way. Definitely
they're more into... Oh, y'know. I can tell it's a crush.
- Quit teasing me - I said, putting out the cigarette butt - I didn't
come here to be a child-rapist...
- I'd rather call it a mild Chester-Molester. Wouldn't you like to impale
some of them - she was grinning fiercely as she looked intently at me
- Especially when some of them are ready to throw themselves all over
you...
- Uhm, I don't suppose you should discuss matters like that one being
the guardians. Staff is not at the camp for finding hypothetical ways
of fucking the kids they take care of.
- OK. But I know how you feel... - she got up - Let's get moving, the
dinner should be ready promptly. And you need to try that uniform blouse
we got for you.
Having said that, she entered the staff tent. I followed. Velma was inside with Emma and another girl. Monica was her name I suppose. They were discussing something about the localization of their "Robinson". The map lay opened in front of them.
- Oh, hi! - Velma said as she saw us.
- Hi, Miss! Hi, Mister! Did'ya bring the new girl? - Monica asked.
- Sure did - Allison answered.
- Your girls asked to tell you to come see them when you're back - Velma
told me - They want to discuss the place.
- Oh... - I said sheepishly. They didn't waste time, I thought. I was
quite popular, I supposed. That felt nice. It always feels nice when you're
popular with girls. For a man, at least, that is.
I intended to see "my" squad before the dinner but finally I didn't manage to. I saw all of them in the mess tent. I already seated myself, when Kelly came up to me.
- Could you drop down at our place when you finish eating? We'd like
to discuss a thing, mister? - she asked. Our place, nice said. Would like
to discuss a thing, yeah? Foxey lady, damn me!
- Sure, right after I finish my dinner here.
- Oh, all right. By the way, the girl you brought, that Alice... You know?
- So, what's with her? - I wanted to know.
- She kinda rocks! Thanks for bringing her in!
- Y'know she's Ms. Allison's younger sister? - I smiled.
- Wouldn't ever tell! She's nothing that tight assed... Oops, talking
too much! Sorry to say something like that about your girlfriend - she
covered her mouth with her hand.
- Look, she's my close friend... Very close in fact - I pointed my fork
at the teenager - But it's not that we're engaged or anything. I wouldn't
call her my girlfriend all of a sudden.
- She acts like one - Kelly leaned forward to me, taking on a conspiracy
tone.
- Does she need to be jealous? - I inquired - Any suspected reason you
could mention?
- Bah! - was all the young brat said and she strolled away, rocking her
hips just a bit too much for me to assume it natural. Well, if she wanted
something, she'll sure let me know when the time was right. I really hoped
so.
Having eaten, I visited the minefield to take a leak and then directed
toward Kelly tent. As I entered, the gang was already there, apparently
waiting for me to appear. They cheered suspiciously.
- Mister, we'd like to discuss the localization for the upcoming weekend.
How about this place here? - Kelly pointed her finger at the map. That
was the same bay I noticed before, on the opposite side of the island.
And it was quite close to those old barracks I asked for. That could pose
a nice opportunity to visit the place, I judged.
- Well, seems nice, but have any of you been there before? - I looked
around. I supposed they were deliberately teasing me. It was their spare
time and they weren't wearing their uniforms. Instead, each of those teen
and preteen girls wore a pair of tight shorts and a T-shirt. I though
it was fashionable to wear T-shirts that were way too big, mostly one
of those XXL sizes. Apparently I was mistaken. If any of them wore anything
bigger than the S size, well, you can kill me. These seemed so damn tight
I only waited one or two of them would explode and expose the girl in
all her young glory.
Also, adding to my sweet torment none of them seemed to wear a bra. Of course, it was quite natural and normal for Timmy or Nina, but Mel's gazoongas bounced up and down every single time she moved even a bit. I never though a 13-year-old could have a set that big. The single thought about sliding my dick between those lovely spheres made me hard.
- So? Have any of you tried to check the place out? - I asked. They remained
silent.
- There's an idea - I heard a familiar voice. It was Alice, sitting on
the upper level of beds.
- Yes? What kind of?
- You could take us there to check it out... - she grinned. I bet she
had dirty mind at that time. I said nothing, only slowly nodding my head.
This was supposed to mean I think it over carefully.
- Well... - I hesitated - Maybe we could exercise that. I'll consult it
with Ms. Allison and give you the answer later.
The hum they produced upon hearing about Allison wasn't that of approval.
- You don't seem to be satisfied? Why? - I asked, teasing them.
- Come on, mister! Don't you know what my sis is like? - Alice whined
- She'd never let us do it.
- So, change the place, how 'bout it? - I suggested. It didn't do any
good as now they started to shout and boo.
- OK, OK! I'll think it over and I suppose I could accept it even without
visiting it before. I'll tell you later.
- Oh, all right... - it was Chrissy. She put a curl of her green hair
in her mouth and sucked on it, looking at me. Her eyes told me they expected
me to be more enthusiastic. And more independent, I judged. Well...
- Anything more? - I asked, taking in a deep breath and looking around again. Gosh, they looked like, I dunno! I was hard as hell. Alice's boobs poked through her shirt, two hard spikes of her nipples standing out. Mel's were much bigger and therefore more visible under her tight, thin T-shirt. I could easily make out big, puffy nipples. I switched my look to Kelly, standing right in front of me. Her T-shirt was worn out and washed so many times it became almost translucent. I could easily see her tan lines through the thin, slick fabrics and her little childish nipples poking out, surrounded by small, perfectly round, dark aureoles. A feast for my eyes. With the corner of my eyes I spotted Chrissy adjust her breasts - apparently her T-shirt was a bit too tight even for her small, blooming buds. I shivered, took a deep breath and spoke.
- If that's all you wanted, well, I'll get going. You know where to find me - I turned around, feeling their stare almost burn my back and left the tent. The tension was very strong.
***
- I guess you were right - Mel said, looking at Alice, as soon as the
man left - He noticed the clothes.
- Oh, yeah! - Kelly added, apparently happy with that fact - He kept staring
at our boobs! He liked that!
- He kept staring at yours... Definitely not at mine - remarked Nina,
a petite 11-year-old. She stroked her flat chest with her hands.
- What the hell's that - she groaned suddenly - It hurts again!
She put her hand in her crotch, gently massaging her lower stomach with her other hand.
- Hurts down there? - Kelly asked her. The youngster nodded her head.
- I told you to go and ask Miss Velma about it - the older girl said -
That may be something serious...
- Maybe I will. Maybe tomorrow - Nina moaned, lying down on the bed.
***
I came back to the staff tent and asked Velma about the little bay that the girls showed me. She remembered the place and claimed it to be quite nice. It faced the open lake, unlike our camp, and in her opinion was really nice. Having learned that I asked her where her squad was going. It turned out we would be scattered throughout the island - in fact around 5 to 7 kilometers from each group to the other. That was really going to be "deserted" island. I started liking the idea. Especially with Alice by my side. Oh, maybe "by my side" would not be the most fortunate phrase... But I could already see the impact she had on the other girls. I was almost completely sure it was her idea with those too tight T-shirts.
The afternoon went by without any other surprises. Even the evening swimming wasn't exciting, compared to what happened the previous day. We then ate some supper and I noticed the girls started to drag the wood from the forest.
- A camp fire? - I asked Allison.
- Yes. We usually have one.
- Great! I always loved that! - I was really enthusiastic.
- Wait till they start singing - she laughed - You're going to change
your opinion!
It was already after then sunset when the fire place was finally ready. I helped the girls to set the wood up in a neat pile and we lit it. Soon the whole gang was sitting there in a circle, around the dancing blaze, darkness slowly coming down on us. There was over twenty of them and only me alone, one man among all those girls, though I wouldn't even call some of those children girls. Only two of them were adults and only one my age... I was in some kind of pedophile heaven; that's how I felt.
They all wore their uniforms - khaki blouses and short skirts. And they all sat cross-legged on the ground. It took me almost half a minute to realize what it meant. I didn't even think about it until I caught a glimpse of white cotton in the dim, dancing light cast by the fire. Panties. White, sheer, cotton panties. That evening I saw a dozen of those, maybe more. I don't think most of the girls realized they were flashing me. If they did, I wouldn't get so many panty shots. Or would I...?
The younger girls would mostly wear some plain ones, childish types, sometimes with some pictures - flowers or cartoon animals. Monica sat almost opposite to me and I had unobstructed view at her. One moment when she shifted her weight I could see up her skirt. Red one, with lacy lining. I supposed these were thongs. More was to come. Trisha gave me a couple of looks up her skirt before I finally realized she was wearing black ones. Yummy.
Velma started the evening with a tale from the island's history. She mentioned the regiment that used to be stationed on the island. She mostly told about what was the life of soldiers back then. I liked that story but the girls apparently weren't really interested. Finally Velma finished and she took up her guitar. They all started singing. I didn't know most of the songs - these were their specific, Wilderness Girls stuff and some generic tourist ballads. But also some of them were popular youth anthems of my generation. And then something happened. Something important.
- Mr. Keep! Please, sing something for us, will you? - I couldn't see
her but I knew that voice. It was Alice. My sweet, precious, little lolita.
How could I refuse her?
- Me? - I asked, trying to find her with my eyes - Why?
- You were so much into the last song! I'm sure you know many great pieces!
- I found her. She sat at the other side of the fire; the flames partially
blocked my view.
- OK, maybe I could sing something - I gulped, trying to think about anything
proper for the situation.
I looked around at all the girls' faces staring intently at me.
- There is an old, old song that I know. Leonard Cohen and Phil Spector
wrote it before you were even born. Long before. Though I suppose it's
not the best song for little girls - there was a loud protest against
the "little" phrase.
I looked at Velma.
- So - she asked, tapping the strings of her guitar - What's that gonna
be?
- Memories.
- Try to whistle - she asked and I did so. She nodded her head and played
the few first notes - Yeah, I can perform that - she said, trying the
chorus.
- OK, then - I looked at the girls again - If any of you knows the song,
feel free to join me. Ready? - I asked Velma. She started to play and
I started to sing.
- Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel
I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel
I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl
I said, Look, you don't know me now but very soon you will So won't you
let me see
I said "won't you let me see"
I said "won't you let me see
Your naked body?"
A shiver went over the girls. Few of them giggled and listened more carefully
to the lyrics.
I opened my mouth to start singing the second strophe, when a sweet girlish
voice sounded first, before me.
- Just dance me to the dark side of the gym
Chances are I'll let you do most anything
I know you're hungry, I can hear it in your voice
And there are many parts of me to touch, you have your choice - she stopped
for a moment as the guitar sounded. It was Alice, sure shot; she stared
at me intently.
- Ah but no you cannot see
She said "no you cannot see"
She said "no you cannot see
My naked body" - we sang that together. Another strophe came up.
- So we're dancing close, the band is playing Stardust
Balloons and paper streamers floating down on us
She says, You've got a minute left to fall in love
In solemn moments such as this I have put my trust
And all my faith to see
I said all my faith to see
I said all my faith to see
Her naked body - the last line was a choir of everyone around the fire.
We all broke into laughter.
But somewhere, deep inside, under the camouflage of joy something crawled. I could feel some
- Denver, you filthy old dog - Allison said in fake anger, poking me
with her finger - Don't you dare to take chances with these brats, singing
them encouraging songs!
- C'mon, Miss! Don't be so stern - Emma laughed.
- Don't even think about it - this time it was Velma, who snapped back
at the girl. I felt she knew something that I didn't. I generally felt
as if everyone was on some sort of private joke that I was excluded from.
I looked around. And then I felt as if a thunder struck me; right in the
head.
My mind recorded the view without me even realizing it fully. Then another
image came from my past, surfaced from my memories, doubling the scene
I saw, like a trace.
Alice was sitting across the fire. She must've moved some while I sung,
cause I could see her quite clearly now. She pulled her legs up and put
her chin on her knees. I expected to have a great view of her panties,
but I only saw some dark shadow where I rather expected a white shade
of cotton.
At first I thought she was maybe wearing black ones, like Trisha. But then the fire crackled and lit up, illuminating her pubic area.
It wasn't a shadow. Nor was it a pair of black panties. Alice wasn't wearing any. Just like she did when we first met, and then again in the car, she now flashed me. Her bare pussy lips were plainly visible in the whimsical light of burning flames, but I could easily make out firm lips and darker line of her slit. I gasped, catching my breath with some difficulty.
I looked around but nobody else seemed to notice anything. When I returned my eyes to the girl, she was sitting cross-legged and smiled innocently when she caught my glance. As if nothing happened. I looked into the buzzing flames, into their changing, dancing shapes. I drifted away into my memories, remembering my first encounter with Alice. By the moment I saw her I never treated teenage girls as sexual objects. I just didn't suspect they could be erotic for me. And then, all of a sudden, she opened my eyes.
The wood crackled, the blaze hopped and another image came to me. A smiling redhead. She seduced me and was my first nymphet I made love to. I could still remember every detail of her sweet, shapely body. And every opening of hers.
A voice woke me up. I must've drifted away looking into the flames.
- Let's tie the Ring of Friendship, to end this fine evening! - Allison's
voice brought me back to reality. We all rose and held our hand, forming
a ring around the fire.
- Here we are, in the Ring of Friendship - announced Allison - to certify
that we are all friends and we all wish things to stay that way. And a
peaceful night to all of you!
The Ring broke and the girls started to reluctantly go back to their tents.
- I give you fifteen minutes to beds. If I find any girl after that deadline in any place she should not be, I'll see that she'll remember to obey the rules next time - Velma announced. This speeded the things up a bit.
- You seem kinda melancholic, what's up? - Allison approached me, putting
her hand on my shoulder - Tired? Sad? Unsatisfied? - she licked her lips
in quite a meaningful way.
- It's all right, I just drifted away. Thinking too much, I guess - I
replied.
- I'm not sure if you should've sung "Memories". Most of these
girls are now at very a difficult stage. More like boiling pots of hormones
than human beings. But, hell, you'll cope with it anyway, if you get in
shit... - she laughed. So did I.
We sat at the dying fire, watching the camp getting asleep. Only one
of the girls stayed awake, keeping watch. I could see her walk slowly
around the camp in equal time intervals.
- Too bad she's here - complained Allison -I'd gladly pull you down on
the ground and rape you right here, right now...
- Whoa! Seems I haven't been around for a bit too long, didn't I? - it
was really nice to hear a confession like hers - I'd gladly let you rape
me. Anytime.
- Mrrreow - she purred, leaning on my shoulder. Her hair smelled with
wind and smoke. I embraced her and we just remained silent for couple
moments.
- Oh, hell... Maybe later. Let's check the camp now, willya help me? -
she got up and adjusted her skirt that rode up, uncovering her thighs.
- Sure - I got up too.
We went to the kitchen first, where we checked all the cupboards and the fridge. Then we moved to the mess tent. The watch keeper was there.
- Everything clear, Miss! - she saluted Allison. I looked closer but
I didn't know the girl.
- Thanks, Barb - Allison saluted back - Everyone asleep?
- Err... - the teenager hesitated - Mostly so.
- Mostly?
- Yes. They were getting to bed everywhere when I checked.
- Better for them to be true. OK, keep watch - Allison said and we left
the tent. The tents of the three squads were just in front of us.
- We'll check those little bastards and then we could maybe go for a
walk, huh? How 'bout it? - she asked, as we walked.
- If you mean, what I think you mean... I mean, yes, very willingly -
I haven't had a pussy for over a fortnight. One may say it's not much,
but when you are constantly exposed to erotic stimuli, there's nothing
like a good fuck to release the tension.
- Shhh - she put her index finger to her mouth in the universal sign.
We approached the back of one of the tents. There were girl's voices clearly
audible.
- Your girls - Allison pulled a face - And my li'l sissy... - she pulled
another face.
- Look... - I started to speak but she put her fingers on my lips and
shushed me. I started to listen to the voice coming from the tent.
***
The girls were lying in their beds, in the darkness and whispering quietly in order not to draw anybody's attention. They played the game they always played in the evening, just like most of the teenagers played for tens of years.
- Truth or dare, Chrissy? - Kelly asked. She was lying in her bed already,
just like all the other girls.
- Truth - Chrissy answered. She was sleeping "upstairs", at
the higher level of their strange sleeping construction.
- O-K... Then... Any suggestions? - Kelly asked. They played truth or
dare quite often here and kind of ran out of good ideas.
- Me - she heard a voice. That was the new girl, Alice. Kelly already
got to like her. She was completely unlike her sister, Ms. Allison. Alice
was simply... cool. Bold. Self-confident. And she was a slut. Supposedly
a real one. Or maybe she just posed, this hadn't been determined for sure
so far. On the other hand, Kelly was getting worried some about that too.
- Go ahead! - Kelly said.
- Your first sexual experience. Describe it. Whatever it was, blue movie,
sex or just playing with yourself. We want the details... All of them
juicy, little, dirty details... - Alice's voice came from darkness. Good
choice, Kelly judged. This girl was awesome. And she seemed to have something
special yet to come up with.
- So? - Alice's inquiring voice sounded in the darkness of the tent -
Share your feelings to the group... - a slight giggle went around.
There was a silence for a brief moment, then they could hear Chrissy sigh.
- I was nine at that time - she started with her tale - I was nine at
that time and didn't really know much about anything. Together with my
brother we lived at our grandma's place at that time - she stopped for
a moment, apparently remembering something unpleasant.
- Anyway, we lived there together. You know, we weren't rich then, well,
we never were, and we only had one room for all three of us and it was
so damn hard to get any privacy back then.
- I remember my brother was at that time about the age I'm now. He would
hang out with other guys from the neighborhood and they would tease the
girls from the block. They talked much about girls.
- I think I was just a dense upstart, but once I was lucky. When I came
home earlier from school I caught my bro and his best pal, George, reading
some magazine. When I entered he hid the paper behind his back and tried
to stuff it under hiss pillow. I pretended not to care at all, but I thought
it was something dirty.
- I remember going out to play and waiting for him to leave home. He finally
did and I was immediately back to our flat and searching. I desperately
wanted to know what was it that he tried to hide so desperately.
- I was lucky to find it finally under his bed. He didn't really take
much effort to hide it. Maybe he didn't assume me to be dangerous and
that curious. Anyway, I pulled it from under the bad. It was a porno magazine.
I've never seen one before in my life and I was very curious what was
that all about - the girl said.
Everything was silent for a moment when Chrissy paused telling her tale. A yellow blaze flicked and died as Alice lit her cigarette. The glowing end of it rocked in the air like a little red firefly and characteristic smell of smoke circled around.
- And, what was next? - came little Nina's voice from the upper bed.
- Oh, well... - the greenhead took on her story - It took me a long time
watching the cover. I remember. There was a naked woman on it with huge,
naked boobs. I remember that I envied her very much and really wanted
to have tits like that too.
- You got now! - Mel laughed.
- Oh, well, compared to hers, your set should be considered "tiny",
Mel, my dear - Chrissy answered. They all laughed. It was no secret even
for the newcomer Alice that Mel had the biggest boobs around the whole
camp. Even Allison's were smaller.
- OK. What was next?
- I looked inside. I remember I was very anxious and excited. There were
photos of men and women fucking. I mean, at that time I didn't exactly
know what they were doing, it was all so new and so strange and I felt
it was so naughty. I browsed through the pages and carefully examined
every image.
- On one of the photos there was just a huge cunt, open wide, spread with
fingers. You could see deep into it, into the dark hole in the middle.
I thought, hey, I'm a girl too, do I have an opening like that? And then
I thought that maybe I don't and the opening will appear later, like the
pubic hair was supposed to.
- I hid the magazine under the bed again but I couldn't forget what I
saw. More so, I couldn't forget my dilemma about the opening in my crotch.
I knew there we two, you know, everybody has them and everybody knows
that, that's simple, but I was dying to know if there was something more
to it. I tried looking at my pussy but it wasn't possible, you know.
- At that time I didn't know anything about sex, getting pregnant and
stuff. Grandma would never talk to us about it, she was too prudent I
think, or maybe just too old. And my brother treated me like kid and wouldn't
talk to me about "adult" stuff. I tried thinking about a way
to learn about it myself.
- Finally I found it one day, when I was taking a bath. When I was already
going out of the tub I looked down and saw my reflection on the face of
the water, just as if in the mirror. I could see the inside of my thighs
and the bottom of my body - my pussy. I found a way.
- The next morning, I remember it was Saturday and Grandma went out to
the mall. My brother was out with his friends and I was home alone. I
took Grandma's little pocket mirror from her drawer and locked myself
in the bathroom. I was very excited and nervous. I took my skirt off and
pulled down my panties, removing them completely. Then I stood with my
legs apart and holding my breath I moved the mirror in between my legs.
- What I saw were my pussy lips, though at that time I didn't call them
such. It was a smooth, pink flesh with this red slit in the middle. I
knew the slit before, but seeing it from such perspective gave it a whole
new meaning, a special flavor. At the same time I had that persistent
feeling I'm doing something terribly naughty and most probably sinful,
as Grandma would put it.
- I loved what I saw. But that wasn't the answer for my question. I needed
to know if there was a third hole inside me down there. I figured the
only way to check it was to look under those pink lips, inside the slit.
I reached with my other hand and spread my pussy with my fingers but couldn't
really see. So I pushed a finger between the folds and started moving
up and down along the pussy to try if there was any opening.
- When I moved my finger up I touched some spot and I suddenly felt very
strange. I'm really ticklish and it tickled, but in a different way. It
was something inside, deep inside. I tried touching some more in this
special place and I got really excited and I enjoyed it. Then I moved
my finger back down and I noticed it was a little moisture in there. At
first I thought it was maybe a pee. You know, I once peed my pants when
my bro tickled me too long. But I was maybe five or six then.
- I probed with my finger and all the time watched it in the mirror. I
saw my pussy was getting wet, but it was some white, lucid mucus, not
pee. Then I reached with my finger even more down and then I felt there
was some hole. It wasn't my butt, for sure, for I knew where my butt was,
simple from wiping it every once in a while.
- So, and then, when I found it, it didn't quite look like the photo,
but I though I was still young and maybe that's why it differed. And then
I pushed my finger inside. And again I felt all ticklish and this strange
feeling came back again. I tried how far I can put my finger it but it
hurt a little so I stopped pushing it in.
- And then, that I knew I have another hole in me, I pulled up my pants
and put my Grandma's mirror back to it's proper place and went out to
play with the other girls. I never told anybody about that, but I started
touching myself down there often and it was better and better every time
I did it.
-And that's the whole story - she finished her tale.
- Wow! - Kelly commented - Cool. Very nice to hear it, Chrissy. So, then,
who's next?
- Little Nina's next - Mel said from the darkness.
- Hey, quit it, huh? Don't call me little!
- What's up? You're the youngest here, aren't you?
- Doesn't matter! Shit.
- Drop it girls, now, now! - Kelly butted in - So, big Nina! Truth or
Dare, what do you choose - she asked, but she didn't think about Nina.
Kelly was now concerned with somebody else. What should she ask Alice
about? Or what to dare her do? The newcomer deserved a special treat...
***
We were right outside the tent, able to hear every single word. I listened with my breath held, feeling I'm getting more and more hard with every word Chrissy said.
- C'mon - Allison whispered into my ear and motioned me with her hand - Let's get going...
I would gladly stay some more and listen what would the youngster choose and maybe hear another red hot erotic confession, but I knew the night wasn't going to end with only that. A woman's body was waiting to be satisfied. We left our eavesdropping joint and left toward the lake. Once we got there, we sat at the pier.
- Makes you think, huh? - Allison asked. I just nodded my head. In fact what I've just heard excited me really much. My schlang got stiff and hard and it was really damn uncomfortable that way. I adjusted it with my hand.
- You got a woody, didn't you? - she inquired.
- Sure... Surprised? - I retrieved a box of cigarettes and smoked.
- Kidding? - she shrugged - But I got wet too. Maybe we could make some
good use of that all, how 'bout that?
- If you mean some wild fuck in the woods, well, I'd be first to take
part in it...
- I guess you'll have no choice. And better prepare yourself for a tough
task. A double one.
- What's that? - I asked, putting my hand on her neck and delicately scratching.
She purred like a cat and moved her body under my caress - Need a plumber?
Your little butt itchy again?
- Mmmmrrew... You bet! - she purred - I really feel like being seriously
impaled, also from behind.
- So come, my kitten - I threw away the cigarette butt and got up. Then
I took her in my arms.
- Hey! Be careful not to drop me! - she warned playfully.
- Wouldn't even try! - I said, as I took on a road that ran along the
coast deep into the forest - This way here? - I made sure. She nodded.
We descended into the soft darkness of the forest. All I could make out
at first was the silver mirror of the lake on my left. As my eyes got
used to darkness I started to see more - the vertical shadows must've
been trees, while the long horizontal shadow was definitely the road.
As we walked, I could make out more and more details.
- You think it's far enough? - she asked, shifting her weight in my arms.
I could feel her excitement; mine was rising as well.
- Far enough what for?
- For the girls not to hear me scream with pleasure - she whispered in
a seductive voice, licking her lips. Her saliva glistened in the dim moonlight.
- If you intend to be as loud as the last time we did it, we should get
across the lake and even that wouldn't be far enough - I joked. We came
into some kind of clearing on the bank of the lake. There was sand on
the shore and a mild, grassy slope going down toward the water. I judged
it should be good.
I knelt down and put her on the grass. Before I could even move she pulled my shirt, pinning me down and started to kiss me. Our tongues met and danced a wild dance of passion and pleasure. I didn't loose time and put my hand under her blouse, probing for her round, firm breasts. She helped me unbuttoning it and dropped it on the grass, pulling me on top of her. Her breasts were firm, round, her small pale nipples stood erect, poking into the night sky.
- Hmmm - she purred - It's been a long time since we last did it. You
had anyone in between?
- Not really - I admitted, busy pulling her skirt down.
She wore plain, white cotton panties with a wide green elastic waistband.
Her right hand dashed up, unbuttoning my shirt while her left hand unzipped
my trousers and searched for my stiff rod. Listening to little Chrissy's
story about her erotic experiences really did turn us on a whole lot.
Allison grabbed my cock and her slim fingers squeezed it tightly. She
started to slowly pump it up and down.
- I want it in - she demanded - Inside of me.
- Sure - was all I answered as I tugged her panties down, trying to pull
them below her knees.
Just as I remembered, she was still shaved smooth down there. Her pussy lips were shiny and smooth, like those of a little child. She did it for me - to resemble a little girl when we were together. Her pussy lips framing that sweet pink slit were slightly open and glistened with moisture. More wetness was coming - I could see a thick lucid drop roll down her cleft and disappear between her buttocks. Using my fingers I parted her pussy lips to have better view of her lovely cunny.
- Not in here - she demanded, putting her hand on mine just as I prepared
to finger her and pushing my fingers down.
- I want it up my asshole... - she sighed - Get the lube from my pocket
- she motioned her hand to show me. I retrieved a small tube of KY jelly
from the pocket of her blouse. Always prepared, I thought. A Wilderness
Girl, after all, wasn't she? Ready for anything goes.
- Give it to me - she demanded. Then she turned over, kneeling, and put
her head on her arms. Her lovely, round, firm butt pointed into the sky.
The moonlight lightened up her skin, making it silvery. I moved myself
behind her. Her round, firm ass pointed toward the moon, whose light silvered
her skin.
She had firm ass-cheeks with slightly pale, smooth skin. I ran my finger
from the top, down the cleavage of her bottom, down until I encountered
her darker, pinkish back orifice. I started gently pressing my fingertip
into. She gasped slightly as she felt my operations.
I put some jelly on my finger and smeared it all over her rosebud, delicately
pushing in and massaging the tightly shut opening. Allison relaxed and
her butthole loosened a bit. I added some more KY.
- It's so cold - she said as shivers went through her body, but these were rather of pleasure than coldness I judged.
I started to massage her opening again. With each round stroke my fingertip sunk a little bit more into her ass. Her sphincter relaxed and suddenly my finger dashed into her rectum to it's base. Allison shrieked with pleasure.
- Yes! - she whined - Push it in. Deeper. I want to feel it!
I pulled my finger out and then forced it back in. She shrieked again. I started to stretch her rear gate to the sides, opening her more. I smeared some more KY jelly over my finger and pushed two of them in. She liked that, pushing back on me, rocking her hips to my rhythm. Her back orifice was now opened wide, waiting for something bigger, harder, stronger...
I removed my fingers. Her shit chute was stretched open, a dark tunnel into her body, bottomless well of her bowels, gate to the gardens of pleasure.
- Ready, honey? - I asked, smearing the lube all over my dick until it
was slick and shiny.
- For a long time now! - she gasped.
I positioned myself behind her, kneeling. I put my left hand on her hip, to steady her a little and guided my cock with my right hand. She shivered when the dickhead touched her opened rosebud. I positioned the head right at the entrance to her ass and started to slowly push against it.
I could feel her tighten and relax alternately. I pushed some more, trying to get behind her sphincter, applying more and more force. I could feel my dick slowly make its way in, inching into her. I pushed some more and pulled her to me with my hand and the suddenly in one moment my dickhead popped into her hot, humid, pulsating rectum. She shrieked once more, feeling my prick inside her butt and tightened her sphincter. All her muscles contracted and for a brief moment I felt as if she was going to cut my dickhead off with her anal opening. I started to slowly force my way in, up her intestine. She breathed heavily, so did I. It was so damn, excitingly tight, so hot. All around me I could feel pulsating flesh. I pushed more, stretching her, until I was buried in her bum till the base of my rod and my sack slapped against her pussy lips. I felt some moisture on my balls - she was dribbling wet, her girl juice was flowing down her inner thighs, glistening in the moonlight.
I started to withdraw slowly, until only the head was still inside and the speared back in, slamming against her buttocks. She screamed. And she kept screaming with every stroke I made. I continued to withdraw and dash back in, strong, fast and forceful. Her voice echoed in the forest and over the lake as I fucked furiously her sweet, sweet asshole. Her body jerked when my dick reached deep inside it, touching her innermost nerves, deepest cavities. She was alternately relaxing and tensing her back orifice until she lost control over it, overflowed with pleasure.
I pumped her, rocking back and forth, alternately pushing in and withdrawing, in and out of her rosebud, tightly clad around my stiff, wet, shining rod. I pulled out, completely removing my dick from inside her with a loud pop.
- What's up? - she demanded, looking at me over her shoulder. Her eyes
were slightly blurry and she breathed heavily.
- Turn over - I demanded. She turned to her back, lying down. As she did
so, I mounted her, pulling her legs up beforehand. She hooked her legs
on my shoulders and that action pulled her whole lower body slightly over
the ground. I probed down with my rod. She got my idea extended her hand
to help and guide it precisely back to her rear entrance.
I shifted the weight of my body and used it to slam back into her bowel, burring the whole length of my stick inside. She shrieked again. Unbelievable, but she was even tighter that way. I'd be hardly able move back and forth if not for the KY. I lowered my face and we started to french kiss as I rummaged her ass. We took our time, savoring the sweet feeling of togetherness, the tightness of her tunnel, the stiffness of my rod, the heat of our naked bodies in the cool night air. I pumped up and down, brushing my stomach against her pussy and her swollen clit. Every time I stroked it she gasped loudly. Her half closed eyes got real blurry. I had to slow down, her wetness and tightness was driving me real crazy, balancing on the edge of ecstasy.
We changed our position again. She got up, standing, and propped herself against the tree. I stood behind her and slowly slid up her butt again. Her rosebud was stretched and worked out already, yet I wouldn't call it loose. I put my hands over her breasts and squeezed as I fucked her, tweaking her stiff nipples with my fingers.
- Ready, darling? - I whispered into her ear.
- Twice already. Gonna be thrice if you wait a moment and cum inside.
I quickened the pace a bit. My balls were boiling already, dangling as I move in and out of her asshole. I had to tense my muscles to keep from cumming. Finally I could not fight it anymore. My whole dick seemed to be ready to explode. I speared deep into her, lifting her whole body slightly from the ground. She gasped, holding her breath and biting her lip to hold from screaming. I squeezed her tits more when the first wave spurted and splashed against the walls of her intestine. Wave after wave, spurt after spurt I pumped my semen into her back door, filling her rectum with this orgasmic enema. It seemed to go on for ages. Her tunnel pulsated, tightened as if she wanted to milk me completely dry, as if her butt sucked on my dick, giving me a blowjob. Finally there was nothing more to spurt. My balls felt wonderfully empty. So did my mind.
I lowered a bit and my softening cock slowly slid down and popped out of her asshole. Some of my jism dribbled down her legs, flowing on her skin, down her things. One string even made it to her knee... She put her forehead on her hands, propped against the tree. We both had problems catching our breath.
- Oh, my... I needed that - she confessed.
I didn't say anything. Strong vertigo made me sit down on the grass. She turned around and joined me, lying by my side, sweet, hot and sweaty luscious cat.
- Will you be ready for one more? - she asked, licking my eyelid.
- Sure. Just give me some time...
- Oh, that poses no problem. We got whole night long... It's just that,
y'know, my pussy got jealous and she wants to get fucked just as good,
how 'bout?
- More than willing - I said, leaning toward her to kiss her soft, tender
lips.
It didn't take long before my stick got stiff again, but it did take us quite a lot of time before we finally got back to the camp. In fact it was almost daylight already when we made it to our tent. We walked back in the pink rays of dawn, reflecting in the face of the lake. I put my head down on the pillow and slept like a log at once.
***
Velma stopped and looked back at Keep and Allison. Once more she wondered if she shouldn't wake them up, but they looked so spent that it wouldn't be humanitarian to do it. She could cope quite well on her own. Anyway, the girls would be busy all morning, preparing for the afternoon fashion show they were supposed to perform. Every squad was a separate "fashion house" and they were supposed to compete. They could do perfectly well even unattended.
The morning gathering went smooth and no one even asked about the missing staff members. There were however some giggles when the girls saw Velma all alone.
- You better get to work now, the show is planned right after the dinner
- she said, looking at the girls gathered around the flagpole.
- Ms? - it was Monica.
- Yes?
- We'd like the show to be held later, Miss.
- Why should we? - asked Velma, shushing the nervous hum of voices with
a motion of her hand.
- We got kitchen today, we won't have enough time to prepare before dinner.
- Oh, that. Let me think... The other two squads will send one girl to
help in the kitchen. That should do the trick. Anything else? - there
was no answer.
- If we're done, then... The Ring of Friendship - she commanded. They
tied the Ring and sung.
After the morning gathering was over she came back to the tent. The lovers were still asleep so she took her book and went to the infirmary. Well, maybe the name was a bit too much for the place. It was just a small tent with two beds, a desk and a well locked cupboard with medicaments and some basic stuff. Velma sat at the desk and started reading.
- Miss? - she heard a quiet whisper. She looked. Nina from Kelly's squad
poked her head inside and looked at her. The girl's light brown hair framed
her cute face, reaching just barely over her shoulders.
- Yes?
- You alone? Got a minute?
- Sure - she got up - Come inside. What's the problem?
- I... - the girl hesitated a bit, as she approached Velma - I bleed...
- Holly cow! Did you cut yourself? Where? - she grabbed the girl's arms
in her hand, trying to find the wound.
- Not here - the preteen sighed. She looked around as if to make sure
they're completely alone.
- Not here - she repeated - Down there - she said, pointing her finger
in the general direction of the ground.
- Where exactly? - asked Velma, squatting in front of the girl and looking
at her skinny legs.
- From... From my pee-wee - the youngster confessed.
- Oh, my! You got your period, right? - Velma looked in her face. Nina
nodded, biting her lip.
- I'm ashamed... - she said in a small voice.
- Totally no need to! - Velma almost exclaimed - That's great. That's
one of the most important days in girl's life. You've just started becoming
a woman!
Yeah. And you'll immediately start to hate it. A week lost every month, she thought, though she said nothing about it aloud. This kid still had enough time to start hating her womanhood.
- Aren't you a bit young, by the way? - she asked, opening the cupboard
- How old are you?
- Eleven since April... - the girl said.
- That's early. Girls wouldn't usually expect it for a year sometimes
even two more. Whatever, come over here - Velma motioned the preteen with
her hand. She opened a packet of sanitary pads.
- Now, you put one of these into your panties...
- Don't want any of these - Nina said before she could finish - Nothing
will force me to use it!
- Why? Come on! There's no other way, you can't just run around bleeding.
Pants down, now! - Velma demanded. The 11-year-old did as ordered, pulling
her panties down, until they fell around her ankles. She held her skirt
up with her hand, gathered on her chest.
She had tender, puffy pussy lips that protruded slightly. There was just a hint of soft, fair peachfuzz on her juvenile mound. There were also minor traces of dark blood that coagulated on the edges of her slit.
- You need one of those to keep you clean and hygienic.
- M-hm - the kid shook her head - No way! We got the fashion show today
and everyone will see. Won't go - she pouted.
- Look, there really is no other way.
- There are tampons... - the girl whispered, staring intently at her feet
- I heard you put them inside and nobody can see... - she added, again
looking around nervously as if to make sure nobody is near to hear her
words.
- Well... - Velma got up - Yeah, there are. But I don't think you're big
enough for one of those...
- Why? I'm already 11! I'm a big girl - Nina said, looking into the open
cupboard, as if she expected it to admit her right.
- Yes... But, you see, how to put it, your pee-wee is not old enough,
not developed. A tampon may not fit inside. It may be too big to go into
you pussy, get it?
- Sure. But I want to try it anyway. I won't use those - she pointed her
finger at the sanitary pads with definite disgust. Velma sighed and shrugged
her shoulders. Then she returned to the cupboard and started searching
the shelves, looking for an appropriate box. She found some mini size
tampons finally.
- OK, wait a moment... - she said, skimming through the instruction leaflet.
"Appropriate for virgins" said a note in there and that satisfied
her search. We'll check if it's true, she decided.
- C'mere - she said, sitting the girl on the chair - Now, see this picture
here? - Nina nodded, looking at a pictorial instruction.
- This here is the little opening in your pussy - Velma traced vagina
on the picture with the tip of her finger.
- Tampon will go inside of here, high up into you tummy. This should not
hurt, though it may cause some discomfort at first. I hope you're big
enough for it to fit in.
- Sure I am! - Nina said proudly - Last month I bet my friend I can put
a pencil inside my pee-wee. And I did.
- Interesting... - Velma grumbled underneath her breath - Wonder what
else little girls do these days...
- That's just... very convenient, let's say. But the tampon is a bit bigger.
- I'm sure I can take it, Miss. Let's do it! - the kid was enthusiastic.
- OK. Stand here, like that, great! Better take these completely off -
she removed the girl's panties and tossed them on one of the beds.
- Now, put your leg here. Stand it on the chair - Velma helped the girl
accomplish the task. Little Nina now stood beside the chair, her right
leg on the edge of it, naked from the waist down. In that position her
pussy lips parted and her little snatch opened wide. A ruby drop of blood
dripped down from her opening and soaked into the sand.
- Stand still now - said Velma, removing the foil from the tampon - I'll
make it as gentle as I can.
She parted the girl's labia some more with her fingers and positioned the round tip of the tampon where the child's virginal opening should be. Then she pushed slightly up. There was some resistance.
- Everything all right? - she asked Nina. The girl nodded, slightly biting
her lip.
- You really sure? - Velma doubted the girl's truthfulness.
- 'Course I'm sure! Go on, let's do it finally - the preteen got nervous.
- If you wish so - Velma shrugged and pushed some more on the tampon.
The resistance gave up under the force and the cotton cylinder slid deep
inside. Nina hissed slightly and got very pale.
- Are you OK?
- Ye-es - she said in a weak voice - I think so.
- Try sitting down. Here, on the bed - she guided the girl to the nearby
bed. Nina sat down.
- Is it all right? Can you feel it inside of you?
- Nope. Nothing...
- Try to squat - Velma ordered and the girl obediently did.
- Any discomfort? Feel anything inside?
- Nothing at all! - the girl was apparently really happy. Her paleness
went away and she smiled.
- I feel great, Miss. Really.
- OK. Now, one more thing. This here is a special string - Velma reached
between the girl's legs and slightly pulled on the white string coming
from little Nina's vaginal opening - This is used to remove the tampon.
But it'd be better if you visited me. Let's say in about four hours. We'll
exchange it, OK?
- Sure, Miss - the girl beamed a smile.
Velma took some sanitary tissues and helped the preteen clean herself. Then she reached for her panties. There was quite a stain in the middle of them.
- Better get these washed. And don't forget to put on a new pair. I wouldn't
like to see you running around with a bare butt.
- Why? I did so when I was younger - little Nina opposed.
- When you were younger! And you're a big girl now, soon to be a woman.
And big girls don't run around naked, got it?
- Look who's talking? - Allison entered the infirmary right in time to
hear Velma's last sentence - Since when would a naturist like you insist
on putting on panties?
- See, Miss? - Nina said - Thanks again - she added, as she turned around
and proudly strolled out of the tent, dirty panties in her hand, rocking
her hips overtly.
- Gee whiz, what was that all about? - Allison asked - She got laid or
what?
- Girls' problems. Slept enough?
- Yeah, you should've woken me for the morning gathering. Anyway, the
breakfast is there, waiting for all of us.
- So, let's get moving... - Velma answered, locking the cupboard. She
looked around one more time to ensure everything was all right and they
left for the mess tent.
Chapter Five - The Fashion Thing
The life at the camp was going on with a steady, slow pace; no unnecessary surprised disturbed us. Every day I fed my eyes with the lovely images of the girls, running around in their bathing suits or their tight, skimpy uniforms. Oh, joy! Oh, happiness!. Life was simply marvelous. It was an early morning. I finished my breakfast and pushed the plate away, leaning back on the chair.
- What's the schedule for today? - I asked, looking at Allison. She was
chewing on her sandwich.
- Mo'ht - she moved her hand to show me to wait. Finally she managed to
swallow.
- What's that shit? - she asked, putting the rest of the sandwich aside
- They didn't get tired making that stuff, I'm sure. OK, what did you
ask about?
- What are we going to do today? - I repeated my question, rocking on
the chair. It was crackling dangerously, but I took chance to swing some
more, hoping it will not break down under me.
- Fashion show. The girls always love events like that. They will compete
to present the best "fashion collection".
- Great! - I quickly pictured the idea in my mind. Promising, at the least
- What's our role in it?
- Jury. You'll just sit in there, stare at them and then decide who did
best. I'm positive you'll like it, though it may be somewhat boring...
- she smiled meaningfully. I pulled a face on her, but she was right with
one thing. I was going to like it. Like hell.
- I'm going to visit them after the breakfast, how 'bout it? Drop down
to your girls and check whether they're doing fine - she advised, getting
up. She cast one last disgusted look at the remains of the awful sandwich.
I followed her, retrieving my cigarettes. There were only three left in
the box, I noticed. I'll have to pay a visit to the nearby town soon,
I thought, putting the box back in my pocket. I decided to save these
for later.
We split at the flagpole and I directed to "my" girls' tent. Approaching, I could hear a loud music playing. Apparently Alice have brought her more or less portable stereo, along with some CDs. I rather expected to hear the modern crap, one of those Brittanys, Christinas or some Justin-Shmastin, but I recognized the song. The Bloodhound Gang. I had a copy of their CD somewhere, wasn't bad.
The song came to an end just as I entered the tent. I opened my mouth to say something when another track started.
- Hello! 'Tis Frank - said an elderly lady's voice, apparently on the
phone.
- Hello mother dear! - a young man's voice answered.
- Oh, hi Sam! What you're doing?
- I'm trying to figure word that rhymes with vagina...
- Ophh! Lima, like Lima beans?
- How bout that... the Teenage Witch... Sabrina?
- No! That's made up word. Why don't you try and change the word vagina
to something else?
- Like box or pussy or cunt?!
- Ohh!
Ohh, I though myself. I didn't remember that. And it was only the beginning - he started to sing something about his search for vagina, in a way I would call interesting at least. Especially the vocalist's ex-girlfriend who apparently could play harmonica with her pussy.
- Hello, Mr. Denver! - I heard a voice. Only then I realized I still
stood in the doorway with my mouth still open, like a dork.
- Hello, girls! - I waved my hand, looking around. Kelly was sitting in
front of me on the funny, low, wooden table, beaming. She was wearing
her shorts and bikini top, clad tightly over her tits. Hard nipples poked
through the shining material. Holly cow, those girls seemed to be always
sexually stimulated. It kind of felt as if their erected nipples haunted
me somehow.
Behind her I noticed my sweet little Timmy wearing another worn out T-shirt washed so many times it became almost translucent. I could see her nipples through it. It was much too big and hanged down, to her knees. I could bet she wasn't wearing any panties. I would surely notice if she did.
- Hello! - I heard a familiar voice. Alice was lying on the upper level
of the combined bed; it seemed she just woke up.
- Hi there! Asleep so late? - I teased. She stretched her arms and because
of that motion her sleeping bag fell off exposing her breasts. Bare. It
seemed she slept without her top. A quick thought went through my mind
- only topless or maybe completely nude...?
- Uhm, excuse me - she said, looking down at her young, ripe bust and
somewhat reluctantly covered herself.
- I can see you're having a great time - I muttered. They all laughed.
I intended to say something else when I got a strong hit on my kidneys.
- Oops, fuck, oh, sorry, Mr. Denver! - it was Mel. Together with the rest
of the gang, they poured into the tent, almost running over me. They all
started to chat, talk, gossip, laugh, giggle and run all around, leaving
me stunned in the middle of the chaos.
- Mr. Denver! - I heard Nina's voice. I turned around.
- For your information only, we're gonna get changed into our swimming
suits now. I thought you'd like to be warned - she grinned and pulled
her T-shirt over her head before I could even think. She had a flat chest,
with only pink, round nipples, which didn't even start to bud.
- I suppose I better leave... - I started. I wanted to add something but
I saw Mel do the same trick. The only difference was she had breasts.
Stunning, amazing pair of big round globes that jumped up and down when
she freed those lovely twins from their cotton restraints. I gasped and
turned around, feeling a strangely strong tension in my pants, only to
see Chrissy standing just in front of me, proudly topless, her small breasts
pushed forward, as if she intended to brush me any moment. The situation
got out of hand all of a sudden.
- I hope you all do your best at the show - I managed to stutter as I
left the tent. Once outside I inhaled deeply and reached for my cigarettes.
I greedily sucked in the hot smoke as I quickly went toward the beach
almost sure they had enough time to notice a tent created by my rock-hard
pole.
***
Alice stretched her arms again and turned over.
- He ran away, no kidding - she said, looking down at the girls. Except
for Kelly and Timmy all the squad was now topless, running around and
rummaging through the piles of clothes they scattered all around.
- Apparently - Kelly commented - It seems the task's not gonna be as easy
as you pictured it... Whatever, your try!
- You bet - Alice yawned. She reached back under her sleeping bag and
scratched her buttock - You can back out, if you're chickening... As you
please!
- Hmph! You'd wish! - Kelly got angry - Quit kidding!
- C'mon, drop it, guys! - Nina butted in - Better start thinking about
the fashion show. We need something special.
- Yeah... Easy to say...
- I got couple ideas, if you care to listen to it - Alice propped herself
on her elbows and looked down at the gang, her gaze expressing mock boredom.
- OK - Mel looked up - What's that you want to try?
Alice made her way out of the sleeping bag and jumped down. She threw all her stuff out from her backpack and searched through it, picking up couple items.
- Now! - she showed them a blouse - This is supposed to be a newer version of the Wilderness Girls uniform, I just need a sharp knife...
***
I wandered around the camp for the rest of the morning. I swam a little in the lake, walked around in the woods and talked to Velma and Allison. I wondered what did the little flashing show in the morning meant. They all acted just like Alice did the first day, flashing me in the car. It seemed they did it on purpose - like her. I supposed she had much to do with it.
I didn't dare visit their tent again. It's not that I didn't want to
or that I disliked the show I got in the morning - nope. I just felt I
didn't have the situation under control.
The three of us staffers had to find out a way to prepare the catwalk.
After looking over couple unfeasible ideas we finally decided to put the
dining tables into one, long row and the girls would stroll on top of
those. That being already decided, we generously took our time to assemble
the walkway and even more to kick back and relax.
It wasn't before we were finished that we realized there's still need
to use the tables to eat dinner. Faced with it, we decided to leave the
things as they were anyway. The girl seemed amused with the new setting,
one long table for everybody. I think it did all of us good. A sense of
community and equality was created that way. Though, there was a slight
problem - bringing the food from the kitchen, that was now on the other
side of the camp. Somehow, we managed to cope with it.
Finally the dinner was over and the show time was about to begin. We set chairs at the flagpole. All the girls were sitting in a semicircle by our sides. In the middle there was a free space - the improvised catwalk. They were going to present their "collections" in squads, one by one, while the rest watched and judged.
The three of us, Allison, Velma and me were the main jury and it was our task to decide who's the winner. And the main prize seemed quite attractive, at least for the girls - the winning squad had two following "kitchen days" free - the others were supposed to take them in turns. I knew the girls hated the kitchen really badly so a rough fight was expected.
I was too nervous to remember anything specific about the first two presentations. Some general variations about the WG uniforms, bikinis and stuff but nothing that really drew my attention.
Finally it was time for a break and after that for the presentation by the last squad - the one led by Kelly and taken care of by me. I needn't say I was extra excited and a bit anxious. After all, I haven't seen their work and didn't know what to expect. We sat there, under the flagpole, waiting for the break to end. I smoked my last but one cigarette, greedily inhaling and planning a trip to the down after the show was over. A trip to buy fags and the booze.
- What do you think about it? - Velma asked, leaning toward me.
- So far it was great... - there was no need to exaggerate. The show was
really superb and so was my aching hard-on. I had to force myself not
to fidget and fiddle, adjusting it all the time. In fact I'd gladly run
into the woods and shoot my load somewhere.
- I especially liked what Emma was wearing - I added - And you?
- Me too. They're young, pretty; they can expose their bodies now, when
they're still beautiful - Velma said, thoughtfully.
- Drop that line, Velma! - Allison started to laugh - They just look like
sluts, that's what's on. But I suppose you like it the more, huh, Keep,
my dear? - she smiled, turning toward me.
- Yeah, I'd lie if I denied - was all I managed to say. I looked around
- all the audience was back in their places. The break was coming to an
end. I saw a small, tanned hand extend from the "dressing room",
putting Alice's portable player on the "catwalk". She pressed
play and a melody started.
At first I didn't realize what was it, but then I recognized it. A soundtrack. From the motion picture...
- Ladies and gentleman! - the entrance to the "dressing room"
opened and Kelly appeared - The one and only! Kelly's Heroes! - she motioned
her hand. Yes. From that very movie. And she did look like some kind of
freaky soldier. Well, at least resembled one.
- Welcome to our humble show - she continued, as she strolled along the
catwalk, holding a piece of lumber imitating a microphone. She was wearing
heavy boots, the type I'd wear if I fancied riding a Harley-Davidson chopper.
Her bare legs were visible up, barely over her mid-thigh, where an ultra
short skirt started in camouflage colors.
- In today's life, with the terrorist threat and all the predators that stalk us, a true Wilderness Girl must be prepared for anything! - she continued, slowly walking toward the jury. Her skirt was fastened with a wide, brown leather belt with a heavy, iron clamp. Over the belt her naked flat tummy showed perfect tan. I started making photos, one by one. With extreme close-ups.
- Being ready for anything means comfortable and useful clothing. We should more carefully choose what we wear! - she continued, approaching slowly but steadily. I looked at her belly button and then up, tracing her body with my eyes. The edge of her ribcage. Up. The clothing started again in the most annoying place where I already expected her tits to be. I could only see the soft, darker shadow right under the rim of her top...
- Comfort. That's what counts. Durability! Just as important. But in the first place, never forget your femini-nity! - Kelly stuttered slightly with the last word, but I had no time to think about it. She was at the edge of the catwalk. Close enough for me to reach with my hand. The girl stopped. I looked up at her, my eyes sliding on her skin. I didn't make it to her face - her top was rather loose and from my position I could see the soft, pale undersides of her breasts, casually perky, hardly restrained with clothing. I inhaled deeply, unable to shift my gaze to any other place in the world.
- This is a suggestion for the new WG uniform. How about it? - she asked, and pirouetted, turning 180 degrees. In the course of motion, her skirt rode up, loose as it was, revealing the back of her panties, or maybe an almost complete lack of it, as she wore thongs. For a brief, happy moment her round, firm evenly tanned buttocks shined in the afternoon sun and I managed to get a photo of them lovelies.
Then she started to slowly stroll back toward the dressing room, not saying anything. I froze in place, with my eyes glued to her butt. I suppose I must've looked dumb, cause Velma poked me with her elbow.
I didn't have much time to react. Kelly stopped at the entrance to the "dressing room" and kept on talking.
- Any resistance is futile against our fearless girls - she announced.
Two more girls appeared on the catwalk. They were Chrissy and Mel both dressed the same way. They wore my beloved short "hot pants", made of some khaki material. Those shorts were of the most peculiar cut I've seen; the waistline was high but the legs were cut almost as high from the sides. It looked as if someone tried to make a bikini thongs out of jeans. They had heavy boots on. The girls strolled forward, casting long looks around, as if trying to spot an imagined enemy. I kept on making photos.
They both wore some kind of top that apparently used to be T-shirts not so long ago. The sleeves were cut off, forming a triangle of cloth widening down from the neck, tightly clad over their tits. Especially over Mel's boobs, that seemed even bigger, rounder and firmer than before. The shirts were tied into tight knots at the breast line, not even under it, so that I could clearly see the undersides of Mel's boobs. Chrissy's weren't big enough, but still the tight material left very little for imagination with her puffy, soft nipples swollen and poking through the thin fabric.
Both of them had black camouflage stains painted on their faces. All that gave them a look of some crazy guerillas. And very sexy ones, I must say.
The music changed. This time it was "Age of Aquarius". I haven't heard that in quite a while. Kelly looked around the audience.
- Our life is not only a fight. "Make love not war" is an universal idea. The great return of flower power! - she announced. Timmy and Nina entered the "catwalk". The blonde was wearing long flared bell-bottomed trousers with flowery applications all over it. She had a plain sleeveless shirt and a colorful sweatband on her forehead with one big feather stuck behind her ear. Nina on the other hand was wearing a canvas summer dress that reached slightly under her knees with straps over her shoulders. I judged she wore nothing underneath, at least as far as top was concerned. Her brown hair was gathered in pigtails. A huge pacifist symbol was dangling on a string on her neck. They were both barefoot.
They reached the end of the "catwalk" and smoothly turned around, exposing their backs at me. I had to admit Timmy's trousers were really fitting, her bubble butt was tightly clad. I looked at it longingly at the same time trying to keep my eye on Nina's little, round rump.
- Perverse - Allison whispered into my ear. I almost drooled, finding it hard to operate my camera properly.
- There are moments in a girl's life, when she needs to change. When Cinderella becomes a princess - Kelly said.
The music changed again. My, oh, my. Meredith Brooks. Why would girls under 15 fancy a song that started with words:
I'm a bitch
I'm a lover
I'm a child
I'm a mother
I'm a sinner
I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
Somehow they found it fit and I was just about to find out why.
For couple moments nothing happened but then someone entered the catwalk. She was wearing a long evening gown. It was pitch black, all sparkling. The rim was narrow and the slick clothing clad her legs in a way that made them look simply fabulous. They were long and shapely. A long slit run from the waist down along her left leg. When she moved, the material revealed her whole leg, up till her hip that was also almost completely exposed. Her lovely hips already started to curve but were still not finished with. The dress was gathered in the waist with a wide belt, casually and loosely tied so that it hanged on her side.
Her neckline was very wide u-shape and it was a real deep cut. Her shoulders were almost completely exposed, so was her neck. The material only covered the sides of her firm, round breasts that wiggled lovely as she walked. I'm sure if it was just a little deeper everyone could clearly see her nipples.
She was wearing big, round, silvery earrings and really huge sunglasses, but I recognized her immediately. Alice, 'cause it was her, really looked lovely. A fine, sexy young lady. And the lyrics of the song went on.
I'm your hell
I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
I know you wouldn't want me any other way!
Someone took her time to choose the music properly. And I felt I knew who it was and why did she do it that way.
Alice walked slowly, carefully taking her steps. It was because she was wearing stiletto heels and she apparently wasn't really used to wearing those. But she looked even more superb because of that.
She reached the end of the "catwalk" and looked triumphantly around, posing with her hand on the back of her neck and her other hand propped on her hip. She looked down at me, smiled and her mouth formed into a kiss. Then she slowly turned around and walked back, rocking her hips only a little overly. I had another long careful look at yet one more, lovely teenage ass. One look and about a dozen of photos.
- And finally, ladies and gentleman, there's always some leisure time - Kelly announced, when Alice disappeared in the "dressing-room" - Time to kick back and relax. To recline. On the beach... - she added and followed Alice. I realized all the girls went back inside. And then Sammy entered the catwalk.
She walked barefoot, holding her crossed hands over her chest. And I immediately knew why. All she was wearing were her red bikini thongs. She was covering her naked, firm breasts but apparently she didn't pay much attention to it and I managed to catch a glimpse of her pink nipple poking between her fingers. I still clearly remembered the superior image of her when her bra snapped the very first day. And the lovely look of mixed shame and indecisiveness on her face.
I didn't have much time to think it over. The other girls were coming back to the catwalk, all of them dressed the very same way - only bikini bottoms and they breasts covered with hands.
Breast of all kinds and sizes. Mel's big, round globes that hopped up and down with every move. Alice's firm tits with hard, erect nipples. Kelly's medium sized boobs that were the most round I've seen for a long time. Chrissy's conical buds. Sammy's small mounds topped with puffy, pink nipples. And Nina's and Timmy's flat chests, only promising to grow someday in the future.
Kelly brought her hand up and waved it. They were all standing on the edge of the catwalk, forming a semicircle, turned backs to each other. Kelly waved her hand again.
- A true Wilderness Girl can never forget her femi.. feni.. feminini...
- she swore quietly - She can never forget she's a real, all-star woman!
- she proclaimed triumphantly.
One by one they turned around and slowly left, hiding in the "dressing-room"
until no one was left on the catwalk. I put down my camera, placing it
on my lap, desperately trying to hide my raging hard-on, partially at
least.
- OK - Allison got up when the music stopped and everything was over - Now, that we've seen all of you present your collections, the noble jury needs time to make a decision. Await our comeback. 30 minutes break - she proclaimed and motioned us to get up also. We followed her to our tent. Once inside, I retrieved my last fag and greedily smoked.
- I'm out tonight, going to town - I said - Who joins in?
- What? - Velma turned to look at me - What for?
- Couple boxes of cigarettes and an ocean of beer. Nobody warned me when
I came here.
- Quit kidding, you're the luckiest dirty sunnovabitch on the face of
earth after seeing what you've just seen - Allison started to laugh.
- Spare my mother, she was a good woman - I said, puffing on my cigarette
- I'm going whether anybody joins or not. How 'bout the verdict. Shall
we reach one?
- Monica's squad. I mean, my girls - Velma proposed.
- Denver, I know you just loved what that slut Kelly prepared together
with my trollop sissy, didn't you, old perverted dog... So, Monica's squad
- Allison looked down at me.
- Hey - I stepped back under their gaze - Whatever. Let's just give my
squad the second prize... - I suggested weakly.
- There's no second prize - Velma kicked back on the bed, putting her
hands under her head - Guys, how about a party tonight? We can't leave,
but we could maybe have some fun? Huh?
- How'd you think we're gonna do it - I asked - With all the girls around?
- Don't you worry, they'll all fall asleep eventually. Now, watch out
with the ash! - Allison moved my hand with a burning cigarette butt away
from her blanket. I sighed.
We took our time, discussing what we've seen during the fashion show. I've never encountered anything like that before. I was a scout once, for a very short time, but boy scouts don't usually have fashion shows. Allison and Velma claimed in unison that it was the most sluttish show they've attended.
- It's all because of you, Denver. They've gone nuts, when they saw a
male.
- Say - Velma yawned - We didn't run around bare when we were kids, huh?
- I'd say you've always run around bare, not even as a kid...
- Shit, I mean, we didn't act like sluts, you know what I mean...
- Kind of. Drop it. Let's get going - Allison got up and reached for her
whistle. She wasn't even halfway out of the tent, when a loud and unpleasant
sound invaded the lazy, afternoon silence. I shook my head to get rid
of it.
- Everybody, gathering! - Allison's voice was loud and strong, as she stood at the flagpole. Within couple minutes everybody was there, squads lined up neatly, girls wearing their uniforms. There was a hum of excited voices, like a distant sound of waves.
- We've reached the verdict - she announced. Everything was silent at
once.
- It wasn't easy, believe me. Everyone worked very hard. Some worked their
souls into the preparations and some used their bodies. The decision was
a tough one and I must say that you all did great. We were amused to see
you in action... Now, the winner is...
I could swear everybody held their breath. Everything was so still and quiet.
- The winning squad is... Monica's!
In a nick of time there was a flood of voices, shouts, joy, clapping, booing, laughter and despair. The world became emotional. And that was the end of the fashion show. And only my hard-on was left as it was.
The evening gathering was over just like the time for washing your teeth and all other stuff. In fact it was time the girls should be in their beds already long ago. The night watch was slowly walking around the camp, cursing her fate. Who wouldn't, if you had to get up at night instead of sleeping or chatting with friends?
Everything was silent. Slight wind whispered in the tall pine trees that towered the camp. The lake was still and calm. Only some voices of night birds sounded occasionally. All the squads were in their tents, so was the staff, except for Denver, who took his car and drove off, to the city on the other bank, to do some shopping. He was gone quite long already.
Kelly's squad was already all in beds. The atmosphere was kind of down; they felt as if cheated by the jury during the fashion show. They simply felt they were the best but something was done about it.
- Whatever, we lost, that's it - Kelly said, looking at the ceiling,
barely visible in the darkness.
- Yeah - Mel grumbled from her place - And we'll get one more kitchen
day...
- Quit whining, guys - Alice said, sitting on the edge of the upper level
bed and smoking a cigarette - We're the best and fuck the rest! Who cares
about kitchen?
- Certainly not you - Chrissy said - You don't do anything in kitchen
anyway.
- C'mon, that's not what I meant - Alice opposed, exhaling loudly.
- Don't blow your stinky smoke in my face! - protested Nina who lay beside
Alice.
- Sorry - the girl butted the cigarette and threw the butt on the ground
- I'll clean that in the morning - she added.
They all remained silent for couple minutes. The youngest, Timmy was already asleep. They could hear her steady, silent breathing.
- So, anyway, I assume it success - Alice remarked, stretching her arms
- You've seen Denver's eyes. They almost popped out.
- Yeah! Especially when Sammy showed up!
- Sure. Sammy, you were great! - Kelly noticed.
- We were all great!
- Yeah!
They were again quiet for a moment.
- So, as I said - Alice continued her thought - It was great. We can
now be sure there's possibility to fulfill our plan... Of course, if you're
still willing... - she teased.
- I'm in - Kelly said at once - Don't expect me to give up.
- I suppose I can speak for all of us. We're all ready and willing - Mel
said turning on her bed to her stomach and propping her head on her hands.
- I think we should make sure if we can cope - Alice added - You know,
some kind of little test, how bout it?
- What for? - Mel asked, moving forward and shifting her weight, so that
she could look up at Alice, still sitting on the edge of the bed.
- Oh. Y'know, it's an adult man after all. We need to know if we can accommodate
him - Alice retrieved a box of cigarettes and smoked.
- Goddamn, Alice! - Nina snarled - D'you really need to smoke this shit
here all the bloody time?
- Oh, sorry! - Alice put her cigarette in her mouth and propped herself
on her hands, letting her legs hang in the air. She jumped down and sat
on the wooden sofa.
- I'm sorry, fags just help me relax and concentrate - she reached with
her hand and lit the candle that stood on the low, wooden table. It brightened
up the interior of the tent, casting long, shy, dancing shadows on the
walls. All the girls looked at her.
- So, as I said, we need to have some test - she puffed smoke, forming
a circle - To see if we're all ready. You said you did it before, didn't
you?
- You don't believe me? - Kelly asked in a cheeky voice - OK, if you want,
I'd gladly check on you, too. Just what do you suggest?
Not saying a word, Alice reached with her hand and lifted the candle from the table. She rocked it gently from side to side, puffing smoke rings in the air.
- This could be a nice substitute. I think we should have another one,
don't we? A slightly longer one...
- You bet we have. Feel free to start the show - Kelly shrugged, faking
boredom. In fact she was rather excited. No wonder. She was about to masturbate
with a candle in front of a pack of her friends. Whatever you say, that
was very private and she felt somewhat anxious.
Mel felt a bit worse. When they first discussed the topic some time ago she said she wasn't a virgin. In fact it was all more difficult to explain and she was afraid they'd laugh at her when they fond out. And they were sure to find out if Alice was serious about that funny test with a candle. And she apparently was.
- As you wish - Alice butted her cigarette and slowly got up, walking
around the table.
- Here you go - a voice from the upper bed came. They all looked up. It
was Sammy, who was holding a candle in her extended hand - You wanted
another one, didn't you?
- Sure I did - the girl answered, grabbing the thin, slick cylinder. She
sat on the edge of the table and yanked her T-shirt up, holding it in
place with her chin. She had no panties on.
- C'mon, let's move the light, I can see nothing this way - Chrissy got
up from her bed and transported the burning candle to the other side of
the tent. The warm, yellow glow lightened Alice's body. A pale triangle
of tan marks shined where her pubic hair should be. It wasn't there. She
shaved it all couple days ago. The girls could only see a darker patch,
marks of the hair growing back. Alice leaned slightly back, exposing herself
completely.
- So - she said looking around with a grin - Let's do it, shall we?
Having said so, she stuck out her tongue and licked the end of the candle. Her saliva glistened in the unsteady light of the burning flame. Long strings of her spit run from her partly opened mouth to the end of slick, smooth cylinder. She licked it carefully, trying to cover every inch with her saliva, making the candle as slick and wet as it was possible.
Finished with the task, she leaned back some more, pushing her pussy forward. Slowly, as if she was giving a show for her friends, she moved the wet end of candle toward her slit. Using the thumb and index finger of her other hand she parted her pussy lips, opening the way into her love tunnel. Feeling the intense stare of the other girls concentrate over her love spot, Alice put the candle against her opening. She was aroused by the situation, she could feel the moisture come from inside her body, flood her tight tunnel. She started to slowly push the candle inside herself.
Alice shivered when the tip of the candle entered her teenage body. She could feel it was hard and smooth. The cool touch of the slick surface aroused her even more. She masturbated hundreds of times before, but the fact she did it in front of bunch of other girls almost drove her crazy with excitement. She could feel every nerve in her dripping pussy become extraordinarily sensitive. She gasped and pushed the candle some more inside. It slid in smoothly, going deep into her young body. She pushed on it until she could feel it stop against the very bottom of her. There was no way it could go any deeper. She shivered with pleasure, trying to press it some more. A sudden vertigo went through her head and black stains danced for a moment in front of her eyes. She moaned loudly, closing her eyes for a while, trying to calm down. She had problems controlling her quickened breath.
Finally she managed to peace her shaking body. She pulled the candle out a little and then pushed it back in, repeating this operation a couple times. She was now dripping wet and on the edge of a powerful orgasm, but she managed to control herself. She slowly pulled the candle out of her hot, wet pussy. It popped out with a quiet wet sound. A long string of thick, lucid girl juice ran from the candle's end to the moist slit of the girl.
All the girls looked at Alice in amazement. She put on quite a show, fucking herself with a candle in front of everyone. Through the heads of everyone except little sleeping Timmy raced wildest thoughts. Kelly closed her eyes, having a similar feeling of vertigo. She knew she was going to be next and she wasn't really sure if she could handle it. She blinked couple times, feeling dizzy and wanting this feeling to go away.
- So - she heard Alice's voice - It wasn't that difficult, was it?
Kelly felt some satisfaction, hearing the girl's voice was shaky and somewhat weak. She wasn't as tough as she posed to be, the girl decided.
- Sure - she said in a confident voice, getting up from her bed and approaching Alice - I suppose it's my turn now, isn't it? - she raised her brow. Don't you think you can appear all of a sudden and take over my squad, just because you're more slut than I am - she thought, looking at Alice. She extended her hand, awaiting for the candle. It was handed over and Alice got up, giving up her place to Kelly.
- Good luck - she whispered quietly. Kelly nodded her head in a silent thank you. She sat down on the edge of the table, leaning back like her predecessor did. She brought the candle up to her mouth, but she noticed it was all shining wet, covered entirely with the other girl's pussy juice. She didn't fancy the idea of licking it and she judged it didn't need it anyway. She held her breath and lowered the wax cylinder until it touched her cunny lips. It was warm and slimy, she could feel it when the candle touched her pussy inside the soft, pink folds of her labia. She positioned it and gently, slowly tried to push it inside.
She couldn't. She exhaled and concentrated, trying again. She had to move the end of the candle slightly around, probing for her opening. It took her couple trials before she finally managed to find the tight hole of her cunt. When she finally did, the candle dashed in, pushed too hard. She gasped, taking most of it inside her at once. She could feel it was hard, long, much bigger than Kelly expected it to be. She was getting nervous. Even more so with all the girls around, staring at her exposed cunny. She must've looked dumb with this candle sticking out of her.
She grabbed the end and pulled the candle out, all the way out of her pussy. It wasn't a pleasurable experience. She put the candle down on the table and got up.
- Satisfied? - she asked, looking intently at Alice.
- Sure I am - the other answered - Who's next? - she looked around. Everyone
remained silent.
- What's that? - Kelly asked - Chickening out? - she was now very self-confident,
still little angry after the unpleasant adventure she just had.
- Mel, my sweet, weren't you in on the bet? - Alice asked, looking at
the other girl. Mel sighed.
- Yeah...
- So, please help yourself.
- There's one thing, guys, I need to tell you... - Mel started, hesitantly.
Everyone looked at her now and it didn't help. She found it hard to say
anything. Finally she decided.
- Guys, I did it with a boy, but I'm still a virgin - she confessed. There
was silence.
- Stop kidding - Kelly said after a long pause - It's impossible. How
would you do it?
Mel sighed again and looked around. She licked her lips and started to talk.
- I promised myself I will remain virgin until I get married. I know
it's kinda old-fashioned and stupid and stuff, but I just think that's
the way it should be. But I did make love to a boy before... Physically.
- Blowjob doesn't count as making love - Chrissy butted in. Mel shook
her head.
- It wasn't a blowjob...
- Wait a minute - Alice got up, amazed - Are you trying to say you took
him in your...
- Yes - Mel nodded her head - Yes. He took me from behind. In my butthole.
- That really rocks, Mel, sweetie - Alice patted her on her back - That's
impressive.
- Thanks - Mel managed to relax somehow, after confessing such a thing
- Now you know I can't put this candle into my pussy.
- Sure, Mel - Kelly said - You can't put it into your pussy...
- Whew. I knew you're gonna understand, guys.
- ... But you can stick the candle up your lovely, round ass - Kelly patted
her friend on her buttocks and grinned - That promises to be quite a show
- she added.
- But... - Mel wanted to say something, but Alice butted in.
- No buts... Just your butt! And the lovely, slick, long candle. You aren't
chickening, are you? - she asked. Seeing the other girl shake her head
she continued - Feel free to ask for any assistance you need. But don't
try to back out from the bet, sweet Mel... We need to check, if you can
take him that way, don't we?
- OK. I suppose I have no other choice - Mel sighed - Kelly, can you do
it? - she asked, looking at her friend. Kelly nodded her head quietly.
She had a strange feeling that it all got out of hand suddenly and it
wasn't that much fun it promised to be.
Mel approached the table and leaned over it, putting her head on her folded hands. Her bum was now high in the air. She was waiting for any ministrations that were about to be held. Kelly gulped and approached the younger girl. She reached with her hand and pulled Kelly's pants down, to her ankles. Mel's buttocks were pale with distinct tan marks.
- Ekhm, Mel, spread them aside, OK? - Kelly asked, taking the candle
from the table. It was still wet, coated with her own girl juice and with
Alice's secretions. The thick mucus glistened in the unsteady, warm light
of the other candle burning on the opposite side of the tent.
- OK, please, remember to be careful - Mel said, reaching with her hands
to her butt - You better use some greasy cream or something like that
- she added, as she grabbed her ass-cheeks and pulled them to the side,
exposing her lovely back cleavage. She had dark rosebud, clearly visible
on her pale skin. Her cunny lips were hairy like a bush; dark, strong
hair run up her crack, all over her butthole and slightly down, even on
the inner side of her thighs.
- Oh my - Sammy gasped - Never noticed you had so much hair down there!
- she said, covering her mouth with her hand. Mel shrugged and said nothing.
- Hand me some cream - Kelly looked around, slightly panicked. She was
about to put a candle into other girl's ass. It doesn't just happen every
other day. No need to say she was excited and anxious like hell.
- Or maybe better some sun lotion - she said, feeling a heat wave go through
her body. She shivered. Sammy rummaged through her bag and finally retrieved
a bottle of sun lotion. She handed it over to Kelly.
- D'you think this is gonna be OK? - Kelly asked, showing Mel the bottle.
Mel just nodded her head. She didn't really feel good with the whole situation.
She was ashamed, afraid, discomforted and anxious. It wasn't supposed
to happen at all.
Suddenly she felt something cool being poured all over her rosebud. The sensation was nice. The lotion felt so delicate, it was so soothing and smooth. Mel felt the tip of Kelly's finger delicately caress her tight brown eye, smearing the sun lotion all over it. Her friend's finger felt nice, as if it belonged there. Kelly was so delicate and caring. Mel could feel her cautiously press slightly inside, the very tip of her finger started to slide into Mel's hot backdoor.
Kelly removed her hand and positioned the candle at the opening to Mel's anus. She started to gently push on it. Mel held her breath, awaiting what was about to happen. The pressure arose slightly, but her tight orifice didn't seem to be opening. She tried to relax, but she was too nervous about the whole situation.
Everyone remained silent. All eyes in the tent were glued to Mel's bum, high in the air, and to the candle Kelly was trying to force in. She looked around, hesitantly.
- Mel, are you sure it's all right? - she asked.
- Yeah... - Mel answered - Keep trying, it'll go in for sure - she tensed
her muscles, trying to force her tightly shut ass open. Kelly applied
some more pressure to the candle. She started to gently turn it, as if
trying to screw it into her friend's butt. She could feel her ass starting
to give way.
Mel felt the candle start to slowly screw inside her butt. She concentrated again, tensing her back and tried to force her asshole open. She held her breath, trying to relax her sphincter the way she always did while she pooped. It didn't help. She tried again, while Kelly was slowly turning the candle and pressing on it.
Suddenly Mel's sphincter gave way. Her back orifice opened wide with a quiet fart, that escaped the dark caverns of her bowels. The candle, pressed by the older girl was forced inside and it speared deep into the 13-year-old's rectum, buried deep inside her young body, high up her intestine. Mel shouted quietly in surprise and discomfort when the hard, long, thick cylinder invaded her bum. She gasped for air, closing her eyes.
Kelly froze in terror, afraid she hurt her friend. Her jaw dropped open, as well as all the other girls'. They could only stare in amazement at half the candle sticking up from Mel's ass. For a moment it seemed the world stopped its spin.
- Mel, you all right? - asked Alice, approaching.
- Yes... - the girl gasped - It's just... It was so sudden. But it's OK
now - she added and wiggled her bum, to show she was all right. All the
girls sighed with relief.
- Wow - Chrissy said, her eyes almost popping out - Now, that's something...
Girl, you really did it! Wow!
- Mel! You're amazing - Sammy added, staring at her friend in disbelief.
- Thanks guys - Mel said - Now, can we drop it? Is it enough, now?
- Bah, sure it is! - Kelly exclaimed - D'you want me to remove it? - she
reached for the candle.
- Sure. Please do.
Kelly grabbed the wax stick and started to slowly pull it out of Mel's rosebud. It seemed to take ages, before the hard cylinder finally left the girls rectum with a slight pop. Kelly brought it up, closer to the light.
- Yuck - she said - I'm gonna puke, there's your shit all over it! -
she dropped the candle on the ground. Mel got up and turned around to
face all the gang. - Sorry, I couldn't help that, even if I wanted.
- Think about it - Alice looked intently at the candle, lying in dirt
- You wouldn't like him to get that stuff - she pointed her finger - on
his dick, would you?
Mel just shrugged, struggling to put her pants back on.
- Can't be helped - she said.
- Sure it can - Alice said - Think about an enema. Ask Velma, she'll do
it for you...
- Ene... what? What's that?
- Oh, you didn't know? They pour water into your ass - Nina said - They
did it to me last year, when I was sick...
- And?
- You can live through it. No big deal - the youngster used that brief
opportunity to shine, being a star for a moment.
- So, you see - Alice commented. Then she bent down and caught the candle
in two fingers - I'll get rid of it - she said, approaching the exit from
the tent. She looked out. It was all dark. Not giving it a second thought
she just threw the dirty candle into the night.
- Let's get to bed guys, we don't have any more candles we could use -
Kelly suggested. They all sneaked into their sleeping bags. At least one
of the girls sighed with relief that the strange test wasn't going to
be continued.
***
I was popped out. I finally reached the camp and stopped the car, turning the engine off. I opened the door and lit a cigarette. The radio was playing some old reggae music, nice and easy listening. I puffed on my cigarette and leaned back, relaxing.
Who'd thought! I went out just to buy beer and cigarettes and this shitty little town seemed to be closed down completely. I drove all around it and looked into the deepest hole, the narrowest street. Nope. All the stores were locked. Did they have some kind of bloody holiday, or what?
Not wanting to give up, and because I promised Allison and Velma, I decided to drive until I find a liquor store. Well, I finally did. A very nice one, open 24 hours, well-stocked and all. The only depressing thing was I had to drive over 60 kilometers. And the same distance back. That was one hell of a wild wasteland. Nothing. Completely nothing all around.
I was now back. What was supposed to take 30 minutes took well over three hours. I was spent.
With a corner of my eye I noticed a movement. A light flashed in one of the tents. The tent of my squad... Someone looked out. She looked around and threw something in my general direction. It fell on the ground couple meters from my car and the girl hid in the tent. Everything else remained still and silent. I wondered where the night watch was at that time. She should've spotted me long ago. I sighed, butted the cigarette and stepped out of the car. Curiously, I approached the thing that was thrown couple minutes ago.
In the weak moonlight I saw it was some long stick. I brought it up closer to my eyes. It was a candle, covered with some sticky, stinking stuff, mixture of darker substance and white mucus. I smelled. No kidding, it was shit. Living crap. But there was more to it and I immediately recognized the other scent, slightly weaker but distinct. Pussy juice. Bet against anything; and this candle was still warm. It was only recently removed from some hot, teenage cunt. And, well, to be precise, ass as well. Girls just wanna have fun, huh? I thought to myself, remembering an old song. Someone here had quite a good fun, judging from the amount of drying girl juice that covered the candle. Someone had double fun, in fact.
I threw it between the trees and cleaned my fingers with grass. Then I took my bag from the trunk and entered the stuff tent. I thought nothing more is gonna surprise me that evening, but that's when my jaw really dropped open.
The air in the tent was saturated with a familiar scent. A sweet, herbal one. Delicate, curly rings of blue smoke slowly danced around, moved by the cooler air from outside, that invaded this tent with me. I knew the scent and knew the blue smoke. Pot or weed, as you please. Most often referred to as ganja or marijuana.
But it wasn't that surprising. There was more to the scene, that made my eyes almost pop out.
Allison and Velma were sitting on one of the beds, side by side, smoking weed cigarettes. Allison was only wearing a skimpy tank top, that merely covered her breasts, while wearing no other item of clothing. No panties, no socks, no whatever. Her smooth, tanned skin seemed to glow in the dim, whimsical light of candles that stood scattered all around the tent.
And Velma... Sweet little Velma was only wearing her birthday suit. No. She was also wearing earrings.
I've seen those girls' naked bodies before, couple of times in fact, but now, seeing them together, in a situation like that - I felt there was something more to it.
- What you say? - Velma asked, puffing her joint and giggling childishly
- What took you so long?
- What took you so long? What took you all night? - Allison started to
sing, also giggling - What took you forever?
- What the hell's that? - I put the bag on the table - I'm out for couple
hours and you do, what? Yeah, what?
- We've been smokin' pot, my dear - Allison laughed - Wanna some? - she
extended her hand, her mouth involuntarily forming into a smile. I shook
my head. Yes, I used to smoke, not so long ago, but today I wanted to
have some booze and those things didn't go together well. Oh, no!
- Forget the weed! - I said - Is it your custom, to spend your evenings
naked in each other's arms?
- Khem, bwahaha, you see, hehee - Allison started to talk, unable to hold
from laughter - In fact we used to do it, before you arrived. Bwahaha,
haha... We thought we could do it tonight as well, heh. Hehe. Hahaha -
she burst into laughter, Velma joined in.
I simply shrugged and took a bottle of beer from the bag. I bought three six-packs and a big 0,7 liter of bourbon plus some cola and snacks. Well, nothing was left to do, but to join the party. I offered them beer, but they couldn't stop laughing so I opened mine and drunk half of it at once. When I start to drink, I like it done the right way. The right amount and the right attitude.
- What got into you all of a sudden - I asked making myself comfortable
on the bed opposite to my sweet naked ladies. I smoked a cigarette and
sipped some more beer.
- Heh, whew... Ekhm, sorry for that, hehe - Velma somehow managed to stop
laughing - It's just that we were bored and we started to smoke... Heh!
- I didn't know you had weed. Why didn't you tell me before? - I inquired.
- Dunno... - she answered sheepishly and her mouth involuntarily formed
into a big grin - And then, when we were stoned already, then Allison
told me about how you made love recently... Y'know... - she raised her
brow - From behind...
I shifted my gaze to my talkative lover and raised my brow, pulling a face. She stuck her tongue out at me.
- And then we both got very horny and y'know... We started fooling around... And you were out for so long... And we smoked some more, hehe - she grinned frantically. I nodded my head and closed my eyes smiling.
- All right... Naughty girls! Very naughty! - I raised my index finger - I wonder if there are more things I still don't know about. And what do you exactly mean by fooling around, huh?
They looked at each other, exchanging glances.
- We made love, isn't it clear? - Allison looked at me - Look, I'm sorry, I should've told you about it... We've been doing it for quite a time...
I finished my beer and crushed the empty can before dropping it to the ground. I reached for another. I was really surprised, to say at least. I would never suppose my sweet Allison had lesbian inclinations. Hum!
- So, you want to tell me you've been cheating on me - I teased her some.
She got purple.
- It's not cheating! We're not married, y'know! - she opposed - I'm not
your property, mind you!
- Never meant anything even close to what you've just suggested - I replied,
drinking the beer up - It's just that I'm somewhat jealous - I added,
dropping another empty can on the ground. With that pace I'll soon run
out of beer, I thought sheepishly.
- There's completely no need - Velma butted in - She still loves doing
it with you. And you can have me too, if you wished - she grinned, rolling
herself another joint. I looked into her eyes, but this cute 19-year-old
flasher was damn serious. She offered me her body and she meant that.
I needed to reach for another beer.
- Velma's right - Allison said, getting up, approaching. Dried wetness
glistened all over her pubic area. Through the thin fabrics of her tank
top I could see her nipples erected and poked out like spikes. She knelt
over me, on the bed. I had to lean back.
- So? What's the choice? - she asked, looking down at me. I looked up
and saw her lovely cunny. Her pussy lips were swollen with excitement;
her slit opened partly, the pink flesh inside those lovely folds glistened
with fresh moisture that started to flow again. I took my time, staring
intently at her pussy.
- I'm into it - I said finally, watching carefully a drop of thick, lucid
girl juice dribble from her hot, pink slot and fall down on my jeans -
Into you, as you please - I reached for another beer but didn't have time
to do it, for suddenly I had Allison's puffy pussy lips right in my mouth.
She shifted her weight and pushed me down, to lie on my back, sitting
on my face.
- You were naughty and you were late for the show. Make up for that,
Mr. Denver! - Allison said in low, excited voice, brushing her now completely
drenched pussy all over my mouth. I grabbed her hips with my hands to
steady her in one place and started to suck on her protruding, erect clit,
while making little trips with my tongue into deeper parts of her love
nest. She slowly rocked her hips, pressing her steaming flesh into my
mouth and quietly moaning every time my tongue brushed over her swollen
clitoris.
I reached my hand back, stroking her smooth buttocks and dived my fingers
into her cleavage, probing for the other opening. I located her rosebud
and pressed the tip on my finger into it. She shifted her weight, lifting
herself slightly.
- Wait - I heard Velma's voice - It needs lubrication - I couldn't see
her but I felt her warm hands over mine and then she started to suck on
my finger, covering in with thick layer of her saliva.
- Try now - she said, releasing it from her mouth. I reached my hand back
to Allison's ass. I located her tight rear entrance and pressed my finger
against the clenched muscle. She relaxed it and it speared in, making
her sigh loudly. I kept licking her clit, while at the same time fingerfucking
her butthole furiously.
At that time I was so hard and stiff it was almost painful to keep my stiff rod confined by the trousers. Velma must've noticed that, cause I felt her unzip my trousers and release my poking stick. It swayed to the sides, jumping up like a spring. I may not be a Jeff Styker, you know, but my friend isn't small either. I think she judged him positively, for the next thing I felt was her hot mouth clenching around the head.
I continued licking and anally fingerfucking Allison, who was already at the brink of cumming. She was soaking wet. I had her pussy juice smeared all over my face, thick droplets dribbled down my chin and along my neck. I kept furiously moving my finger in and out of her hot dark asshole.
At the same time Velma kept giving me a head. She swallowed the whole length of my rock hard throbbing shaft. I could feel her brush her tongue against the soft, sensitive underside of my dick, while she fondled my balls with her delicate hand. Her head bobbed up and down as she rhythmically swallowed my erect member, quickening her pace. That was driving me crazy. I could now hardly breathe - both from the flood of girl juice in my mouth and the mind-blackening sensations that I received from my dick.
My tongue continued it's mad dance, lapping on the erect button of Allison's clit. She kept riding my face, almost grinding her slit into my mouth, hot and humid. Her breath was heavy and she was real hot, though I stopped noticing it at some point, more and more preoccupied with the sensations I was receiving from my dick, taken so good care of by the lovely teenage nudist.
- Oh, yeah! - Allison shrieked, throwing her head back and almost falling all over sweet Velma, who was still blowing me - Keep on licking, Keep, I'm almost there! - she gasped, her body tensed for a fraction of second, suddenly weak and all shaky. She tightened her grip on my head and rocked back and forth, her eyes closed, her body shivering, her breathing heavy. It took her about a minute to relax, while I was still licking and fingerfucking her. I had more and more problems controlling everything for Velma was sucking me as if the world was about to end.
Allison got up, kneeling beside me on the bed. A thick stream of mucus slowly made it's way down her inner thigh. I thin string of it run from my mouth to her dripping opening.
- Get ready girl - she said, looking at Velma - Unless you chicken, huh? - You'd wish to! - the younger girl snapped back, releasing my iron hard pole. I breathed deeply, relieved for a moment from my lovely tormentor.
With curiosity I watched the proceedings of the girls. Velma knelt down and put her head on her folded hands, while Allison retrieved a tube of KY from out of nowhere. I knew what was about to happen. I sat up, to provide myself a better view, for it was promising to be quite a show.
The older woman lowered her face over Velma's lovely bum and slowly, delicately licked along her cleavage. Her tongue stopped for a moment and danced around the tight dark spot where Velma's backside opening was. Still licking her friend, Allison put a thick layer of KY all over her finger. She looked up at me and started to slowly massage Velma's anus with her finger.
I could hear the girl's breathing quicken as the slick finger was slowly coming down, inside her back orifice, past her clenched sphincter. Allison worked it deep in, to its base and started to move back and forth slowly, pulling the tight muscular ring to the sides, relaxing and opening her friend's asshole. She smeared some more KY jelly all over the place and now was trying to work two fingers into Velma's ass. The girl moaned quietly, apparently from pleasure.
- I think it's time - she gasped in a low voice - I think you can try
and take me, Keep. But be gentle, it's my first time that way - she confessed.
- Just say when you want me to stop, honey - I said, approaching her.
I knelt behind her, putting my hand on her hips. She rocked her butt slightly,
encouraging me.
- Let me know if something starts disturbing you - I said. Allison put
her hands on Velma's buttocks and pulled them to the sides, spreading
her back open. The darker ring of her sphincter relaxed slightly and a
deep, round hole slowly opened between her ass cheeks.
I took my stiff, swollen dick in my hand and applied some KY jelly all over it. It felt fantastic, cool and smooth on my oversensitive member, prepared so nicely by young Velma. The I moved myself closer to the girl and put the tip of my cock against her stretched butthole.
- Ready, Velma? - I asked. She declared positive, so I started to slowly push in. Her sphincter tightened around the head of my dick, making it tough to push through. I pressed some more, making tiny circular movements, trying to ease my way into the girl's tummy, helping myself, guiding my schlang with my hand. I pressed some more and my dickhead popped inside all of a sudden. Velma gasped with surprise and I grabbed her hips with my hand, steadying her body, also overwhelmed by the ultimate pleasure. We both froze for a moment, anticipating what the other shall do.
- Go on - she whispered, turning her head to look back at me. Her eyes were partially closed, her lips parted, the expression on her face slightly tense, but satisfied and pleasured.
I started to push myself in. My dick may not be the longest in the world, but it's quite thick and I had some problems, trying to screw that virginal asshole. I inched my way slowly, applying some more KY jelly every so often. I kept on trying until finally my rod was buried in her butt to its very base. My balls dangled beside her pussy lips, getting all wet from her secretions. Ever so slowly I started to withdraw, feeling the extreme pressure of her tight, clenching butt around my meat. It felt as if her ass wasn't going to let me out, instead it intended to suck the whole of me in. With some difficulty I kept pulling out, cherishing every little movement of this young, hot, wet, pulsating asshole that was devouring my prick.
I stopped my withdrawal when only my dickhead was still inside. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down my frenzied bloodstream and my mind. I stopped for a moment, concentrating on the intensely enjoyable sensations my body was subject to. The external world diminished slightly and all that was left was this young girl, me and the fabulous connection between our bodies.
Then I started to slowly push my iron hard rod all the way back in. This time she relaxed some more and it was easier than with the first stroke. Her rectum accommodated my thickness and length, adjusting as I entered it. It was steaming inside - it felt like a boiling spa. I could feel her whole body was getting more and more hot, she was sweating and breathing heavily, her skin slick and moist.
It took couple more strokes before I could really move in and out without bigger problems. She managed to relax her rectum and my well-lubed cock was sliding in and out of that damn tight tunnel of her ass as if it belonged there since ever. Velma at that time was quietly moaning with each stroke. She gently stimulated her clit with her hand, her eyes closed, her breath heavy, her young pussy damp to extreme.
I pushed myself deep in and my balls slapped against her pussy. All of a sudden she stiffened and squealed loudly, all her muscles contracted. Her sphincter tensed and I felt it was going to rip my dick off, it was so bloody tight inside. I managed to withdraw slightly and hit back with my full force. The girl's whole body jerked and she screamed in pleasure, collapsing on the ground.
I didn't wait any longer and spurted my load, wave after wave, right inside her no-longer-virginal asshole. Her butt seemed to pulsate as if trying to suck everything out of me, greedily milking my pole from its thick cream until there was nothing left. Even when my rod started to slowly go limp it felt as if Velma's asshole still tried to suck it in, get more of my jism that now dribbled down her colon.
I put my arms around her and we both fell to the side, lying on the floor, my cock still deep inside her bowels. I could feel her tighten and relax her sphincter alternately, as if exercising it.
- That was like nothing before - she whispered, stroking my hand that
cupped her small, round breast - Wow, never thought it could be that good.
Whew... I'll have problems with walking, I suppose. I'm so distended...
- Relax now, I'll withdraw - I said, still caressing her tit.
- Oh, OK - she seemed a bit disappointed. I slowly removed my now limp
friend from Velma. Some of my cum dribbled between her buttocks and down,
to the ground. I got up and sat on the bed. Like any model male would
do in such a situation, I reached for a beer and a cigarette. I think
that's a definition of a paradise for the kind of man like I am. They
sometimes call us male chauvinist pigs, or even better masculine swines,
but I don't really care.
- Don't make yourself too comfortable, the night's not over yet - Allison embraced me, coming from behind - That was a great show and I'd like to have some fun too... - she said, running the tips of her fingers along my chest down toward my crotch. The creature there stirred and slowly raised its one-eyed head. Apparently the night wasn't over yet.
The night wasn't over for couple more hours and I slept like a log afterwards. All three of us did.
Chapter Seven - The Robinson Skill
I'm not sure how Allison and Velma managed to get up in the morning. I suppose they just didn't go to bed at all, most probably. Whatever. I overslept. Terribly overslept. When I finally managed to lift my weary head from the pillow it was long over with the morning gathering and the breakfast. The tent was a terrible mess - empty beer cans were scattered all around on the ground, the ashtray was full, items of clothing lay on the beds and the chairs. Like a battlefield. I got up and retrieved the last survivor beer can from under the table and seated myself. With my eyes half closed, I sipped the beer and savored the afterglow of the previous night. That was something. I could feel my dick was still a little sore. Just a little. And the neat felling of complete emptiness in my balls, that was something. A real good morning to start a nice day, I thought. It must've been a precognition.
I finished my beer quickly, smoked a cigarette and pulled on my trousers.
Then I equipped myself with a toothbrush and a shaver and left. I crouched
on the lake shore, brushed my teeth and shaved, using the surface of the
water for a mirror. It was really high time for I haven't shaved for over
a week and started to look like some kind of caveman, a hippie leftover
that suddenly appeared in 2000's. Coming back to the tent I noticed there
was something going on at the camp - some unusual excitement and stir,
hum of voices, lots of movement.
When I returned to the tent Allison and Velma were back, apparently trying
to clean the place at least a little bit.
- Oh, here you are... - Velma said, when I entered - How was your sleep?
- she smiled. She slightly stumbled, as she walked. Generally, she looked
somewhat uneasy, as if something disturbed her to walk. I guess we've
gone too naughty yesterday and her tight little butt was a bit problematic
that morning, being also quite sore. And not only her tight little butt...
- Great - I replied - No dreams, slept like a log. Say, what's the hum
all about?
- He's forgotten, how could he not to... - Allison noticed, staring at
me in awe - I knew he's not gonna remember the simplest thing. We're off
for Robinson Skill today! I'd get moving, if I were you! The girls were
told to be ready in one hour. Then we leave.
- Shi-it! - I swore, realizing I wasn't even half ready. In fact I didn't
even know what would I need to be ready. I shook my head in despair.
In spite of my fears everything worked out nice. Velma helped me pack my bag with all the necessary stuff, equipped me with a small medkit, a piece of advice and some little neat things more and I was ready. I wore my WG uniform. The blouse was just a bit too tight on the shoulders and kind of baggy on the chest, but it couldn't be helped - it was, after all, a female uniform, wasn't it? I retrieved my army boots from the trunk of my new 4WD and I was all set. Allison looked at me with a critical eye.
- I hope you don't plan to walk real far wearing these - she pointed
to my boots. Wait a minute, prime class military equipment and she makes
remarks like that?
- Trust me, I walked for hours wearing these - I pointed my finger in
the general direction of my feet - I can handle that kind of task.
- Hopefully - she replied. We took our bags and left the tent, closing
it carefully. I was somewhat afraid that something may happen with the
cars, but Velma assured me the island is not going to be invaded by anyone.
Being a private property, it was quite safe. Maybe, I still wasn't sure
but that just couldn't be helped and after all I'm not the material kind
of guy. I wasn't going to spoil the fun by worrying.
Allison whistled and all the girls started to pour out of their tents, all of with their backpacks. They formed the neat square around the flagpole, as they always did.
- Now, my little ladies! - Allison started - We take off for our annual Robinson Skill. This is the final stage of our camp this year - when you return, we'd be heading home the following day. The Robinson Skill is supposed to check, whether you learned anything during the camp. Those of you, who'd been camping last year, know what's that all about. For those who do it the very first time, I hope your friends will be gentle - she grinned mischievously.
- The rules are simple and go as follows. Your adult guardian is a God. If I happen to encounter or hear about any single occurrence of disobedience - beware! Take no unnecessary risk. This means mostly swimming and fire, is this clear? Don't eat anything you find in the woods before you consult it with the adult guardian. This used to be military area, but don't try to look for hidden treasure - I don't suppose you liked it if you found anything. And don't be a pain in the ass, please...
- Did I make myself clear? - Allison looked around, taking her time waiting
until most of the girls nodded their heads.
- If somebody breaks the rules - the whole squad will bear responsibility.
And the squad leader will learn that the most awful way, so keep an eye
on your little brats, guys.
- Now, form marching columns and let's get out of here! - she finished.
The girls all cheered, thriving in anticipation of the adventure that
was about to happen.
My squad formed a column and they all looked at me, awaiting.
- Good luck! - Allison whispered into my ear - Be careful! - she added,
as she patted me on my back with a strength I'd never expect. I stumbled.
- Thanks! - I replied and approached my girls.
- Ready, you guys?
- Sure we are, Mr. Denver! - Kelly replied. I nodded my head, turned around
and walked forward, toward a narrow road that should lead us deep into
the forest and then to the other side of the island.
- Follow me! - I raised my voice. And they did as I told them.
It took us good two hours before we finally reached our predestined place for camping. I must admit it was nicely chosen. The bank of the lake formed a small bay that curved widely, running deep into the dry land. A low escarpment sloped down, toward the sandy beach just over the calm surface of the peaceful waters. On the top of it there was a small clearing. Apparently someone camped there in the previous years. There were traces of ash from long extinguished fires and remains of a shack. Tall deciduous trees grew all around the area, shielding it from the wind. The clearing opened at the bay and further you could see the face of the water, the huge, blue lake that surrounded us.
I stopped as I entered the clearing, bemused with the view I was greeted with. The place was awesome, like some kind of nature's magic garden, a domain of forest's gods. The gentle rays of light, sliding down through the leaves and branches of the trees, to form unique pattern on the grassy top of the cliff, the shining of yellow sand, the glistening of the water, low sparkling waves running slowly only to diminish on the edge of the beach.
- I think we're on the spot, huh? - I turned around, to face the girls. They all seemed a bit tired and worn out, for I didn't agree to stop anywhere as we walked. After all, it's not a summer camp for babies. If they wanted to act big girls, I judged they should be treated like ones. My evil mind thought this was a good idea, though they now presented a pitiful view. All of them sweaty, hot, their uniforms unbuttoned. Me myself was in quite a good condition, surprisingly. I felt better than I'd expected. I grinned mischievously.
- I bet you'd like to swim now, wouldn't you? - their answer was loud
cheer of joy.
- Yeah... Me too... So, I think we'll go swimming - I smiled, my voice
hanged for a moment - As soon as we finish making shacks. We need a place
to sleep tonight and I think we'll do it first.
- No! Mr. Denver! Please! We're dead! - they started to whine. I shrugged
my shoulders - Just tried. You may swim, if you wish... - I tried to say
something more but couldn't because of the noise they made. Girls! Wow!
They all dropped their backpacks to the ground and started unpacking
what seemed like tons of things, mostly clothes, I judged, watching in
amazement what was happening. They looked as if their whole lives had
only one goal - swim right now. I was afraid the girls would tear their
uniforms to pieces, they tried to take them off so fast. It didn't seem
to bother them at all that I was present, so I used the opportunity and
just sat down, my legs crossed, facing the bunch of them with a lake in
the background and smoked. I kicked back, propped my back against a pine
tree and watched. I wondered if they were at all going to notice my presence
and show any modesty. I started to doubt it, after the last few days and
couple of my close encounters with the girls. By the way, I tried to figure
out who was the whistleblower here - either Kelly or Alice, but so far
I wasn't able to solve that riddle. Sometimes I thought they were competing.
Welcome to the Annual Summer Slut Competition! Yeah!
The girls were now out of their uniforms, out of their shoes, most of
them wearing nothing but a T-shirt and panties. And then I hear a scream
of despair.
- Waaah! It's not here! It's not here! - it was Timmy - No! I must've left it in the tent!
She turned around, her eyes wild. She spotted me. I was already up, expecting
it to be something terrible. Something of a life value.
- Mr. Denver, we need to go back! I forgot my bikini top! - she was desperate.
I sighed with relief. Bikini top, huh? Now, that was something of a life
value.
- Timmy! Timmy! Calm down, now! - it was Kelly's voice, loud and somewhat
sharp - Timmy, please. We can't go back all the way just because you forgot
your top!
- Easy to say, wise guy! It wasn't your top! No, damn disaster - the youngster
was on the verge of tears. I could see her eyes becoming glassy and shiny.
- Timmy, please. It's nothing that terrible - Kelly approached her friend
and put a hand on her shoulder - I think we can think about something,
all right?
- Like, you could swim in a T-shirt - Nina said.
- Ever tried swimming in a T-shirt? - Mel asked with a doubting look -
If not, don't care to even try. It sucks...
- C'mon, guys - Timmy was completely down - I can't be the only one here
topless.
- Not that it mattered, anyway. You don't seem to have oversized breasts
- someone murmured, but the other shushed her down.
- Maybe... - it was Sammy - Maybe there's a way. I mean, we could all
go topless. And then you'd not be outcast, how 'bout it?
There was a brief moment of silence and suddenly they all started to cheer again. The idea was accepted. I wasn't taken into consideration. It was time for me to step in.
- Ehm, guys! - I raised my hand to quiet them down - I want to say something - I started, staring in amazement, for they already started to remove their T-shirts. Half of them were now only wearing their lingerie. Mel had on a nice sporting type set, high pants with a tight halter top that nicely clad her big, round boobs. Kelly was wearing green cotton pants and not matching, plain ecru cotton bra without any adornments. Sammy had a blue, lacy bra without shoulder straps and matching lacy thongs on. Nina was only wearing skimpy, cotton little girl panties with a teddy bear printed on the front of it. They all halted as I spoke.
I tried to concentrate on what I was going to say, but instead could only think of all the eye candy that was in front of my popping eyes. I blinked and for a brief moment I though of seeing all of them topless. That did it. My trousers tented and I could only hope the girls didn't notice it by now.
- Girls, now... - I moved my hand irrelevantly, trying to regain my composure unsuccessfully - I don't suppose... I mean... - I waved my hand some more, trying to convey some message, not remembering what was it all about - What I meant, was...
- Mr. Denver, don't worry - it was Alice. She looked me straight in the
eyes and grinned mischievously - We won't get drowned, OK?
- Yes, Alice - I gasped - Thank you very much. That's what I meant - I
said, as I slumped back on the ground under the tree, feeling stupid.
I smoked another cigarette. What was that? What did just hit me? A damned
witchcraft or what? Never heard that little girls had the ability to mind
control... Or maybe it was just that it wasn't common and only some of
them could do it? Apparently so. Apparently I had one aboard.
The girls didn't pay any more attention to me. They dropped their T-shirts, tops or bras or whatever they wore to the ground and run to the water, almost stark naked, little wood nymphs. It reminded me of when I saw them for the first time, across the lake, using my binoculars. It's been already some time and things have gone farther than I'd ever expect. I walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking down at the beach, two or three meters below, where they all stood clearly getting ready to run into the water. Sammy turned around and waved her hand at me, completely not intimidated by the fact she was flashing me with her lovely, little mounds with big, pink, real puffy nipples. Things change, they say, I thought to myself, remembering the first time she involuntarily flashed me, when her bra snapped. She wasn't so eager and happy back then.
They all jumped into the water, splashing, running around, diving, and having a great time. I saw the emerald shining of Chrissy's hair, Kelly's ginger shag, Mel's short hair, and Timmy's long, blonde braids. They were too deep for me to see their tits now. But that didn't worry me. I had time. I had the whole time in the world to wait and see them, when they decided to finally leave water. I lay down on my stomach on the soft, thick grass and propped my head on my hands, looking at those fine, young creatures.
That was something and I was happy.
- Mr. Denver - I heard a voice. I shook my head. Must've fallen asleep apparently. A shadow was between me and the skyline. I opened my eyes. The view took my breath away at first.
My greenhead Chrissy was standing just in front of me, well, in fact almost over me. She was proudly topless, her small breasts pushed forward, her nipples the same color as her skin, not even a tone darker so that I couldn't make out the edge of her aureoles. Two round mounds on her chest were soft and fleshy, her small, childish nipples erected most probably from the cool water. Shining droplets dribbled down her skin, drying in the rays of summer sun. She was proud and perfectly aware of her young, blooming beauty.
- Mr. Denver - she asked - Will you come to swim with us?
- I don't think so - I raised my hand with my fingers spread wide to emphasize
what I said with this gesture.
- Pretty pleeeeeeease! - she said, forming her mouth as if for a kiss.
At the same time she leaned froward, over me and her ripe, charming small
breast was now dangerously close to my hand. She moved just the slightest
bit and I felt the touch of the most tender, most silky, most smooth nipple
there ever existed. She looked down at me, then shifted her gaze to my
hand in contact with her preadolescent boob.
- As you wish, mister - she said, and stepped back - The water is really fine - she turned around and I almost jumped in the air to grab her and yank her back to where she's just been. I felt strangely hot, a strong vertigo went through my head. I propped myself, sitting on the ground, my back against the tall pine tree again.
Chrissy showed her back at me and ever so slowly walked away. She was wearing the all-star bikini thongs (as if any of the girls wore any other type of bikini pants...) and her butt was so firm and tight and smooth. She had narrow hips of a child, not even the slightest sign of feminine curvature yet. She rocked her hips slightly, definitely on purpose and she looked at me over her shoulder. She stopped for a moment, with a hand propped on her hip.
- If you change your mind, we're there - she said - Remember that topless is compulsory - she smiled again, raised her brow as if trying to convey an enigmatic message and went away, descending toward the beach and the lake. I was wet with sweat and unable to steady my quickened breath and my rushing blood pressure.
She acted that way on purpose. Every single thing she did was a detail that was well though over. She acted to seduce me and she was entirely successful. Never had an adult woman made me feel that way. Never before has my blood boiled the way it boiled for young Chrissy. Don't get me wrong. The only thing I desired was to jump into the water right there and then and play with them. And the only thing that prevented me from doing so, was a tent in my pants that was impossible to hide. If I removed my trousers I suppose at least half of the old bad one-eyed snake would be plainly visible in the broad daylight, sticking over the rim of my pants.
I wasn't ready to flash them with my dick. Not yet...
***
Chrissy slowly descended the slope until she stopped at the edge of the water. All the other girls were quiet and intently stared at her. She took her time, before she finally shook her head, letting them know that the answer was negative.
- Owww! - Alice waved her hands in resignation - Why?
- What's up? - asked Kelly, approaching Chrissy - Did you do what we told
you to do?
- Every single thing - Chrissy bit her upper lip - But it didn't work
out. Well, not quite...
- What was it like? - Mel came closer to get every word of her friend.
- I went to him, asked him, if he wanted to join us...
- Did you... - Sammy butted in.
- Bah, sure I did! - Chrissy answered in mock anger - I almost forced
myself on him. But he didn't want to join us, dunno why...
- Any other thing we should know? - Alice shrugged.
- Sure... He had a boner... A one I've never seen before. I thought his
stick was gonna tear his trousers apart... - Chrissy added in a dreamy
voice. The girl knew what was that boner all about. She knew Denver lusted
for her. Besides, she could see it in his eyes - they almost popped out.
And the way he shivered when her tit touched his hand.
No word about it, that handsome, adult man wanted her. He knew she was a woman and when she let him feel it, he was almost ready to convince her of her womanhood. Well, the 13-year-old thought to herself, you'd be mine. Someday for sure...
- Anyway, let's do it like that - Kelly finished her thought.
- What? - asked Chrissy, shaking her head. She lost what was just said,
day-dreaming.
- I said we keep on going topless, dumb-ass - Alice looked at the younger
girl - If that doesn't help, we'll have to make something else up. Damn!
His tougher than I thought!
- And the plan seemed so perfect. He was supposed to fall for it... Men!
- Yeah... - Alice agreed - Let's get back to swimming! - she added, grabbing
Sammy's shoulders and forcing her underwater. Ten seconds later they were
all playing, splashing, trying to drown each other.
Hours passed, the sun started to slowly lower its position on the western side of the sky and the girls finally got angry. Denver seemed to thrive in his position, just where Chrissy had left him. He didn't especially move, just smoked couple cigarettes. From their position at the bay, girls didn't have too good a view of him, sitting on the high bank of the lake, but he definitely was there.
- Guys, I'm hungry - Nina stated, siting on the sandy stripe of a beach.
She pulled her knees up, under her chin and propped her head on them,
embracing her slim legs with her arms. She reached to her pants and yanked
the strap of material between her legs, trying to get rid of the sand
that got in.
- Yeah! Me too! - Mel got out of the water and stood beside Nina - How
about we grab something to eat? Huh? - she looked around.
- I think we could - Kelly said - Let's get moving! - she motioned the
whole gang with her hand and started to climb the high bank.
- Welcome back, my fine young ladies - Denver said, watching them approach
him. He sat under the tree with his back propped against the trunk, smoking
a cigarette. He seemed calm and relaxed.
- What made you get out of the water, mermaids, huh? - he asked.
- Skip it, mister. We're hungry - Kelly admitted. All the other girls
stood by her sides, forming a semicircle.
- Go ahead - he answered - I've had a sandwich some time ago, but I would
gladly drink some nice, hot tea... So I suppose it'd be best if you prepared
a fire.
- Wait a minute! Aren't you gonna help us, mister?
- Sure I am - he shrugged - When the time is right. And one more thing:
when you bring the lumber from the forest, remember to bring some more,
so that we could build a shack.
- Boo, mister! - Mel whined - C'mon! You're the adult here, you're supposed
to help us!
- No, no - he motioned his hand - My dear Mel, from what Ms. Allison told
me, I'm only here to be sure you're all safe and alive. Not a single thing
more. Any other questions? - he looked around - I don't see anybody willing
to say anything. Okay then, I'd like my tea strong with some sugar. Thank
you. Now, get moving, girls.
- I guess this can't be helped - Kelly grumbled underneath her breath - Let's go guys, we'll get some lumber.
They got moving, but not before they all wore their trousers and shoes. Denver looked longingly at them, as they disappeared between the trees, still topless, little goddesses of nature. Although it seemed not possible, his boner was harder and harder with every moment.
It took the girls some time before they found enough lumber for a decent fire, but finally the water was boiled and they all sat around the sparkling flame, eating canned meat with bread and drinking hot, strong black tea from aluminum mugs. The afternoon was slowly coming to an end and the evening was coming. The sun was on the far western side of the sky, getting ready to dive under the surface of the lake. The light got dim and slightly red already. Despite the time of day it was still very worm so the girls decided to keep on running topless around the camp. It was not only the comfort of not being tied by any clothing, it was mostly cold calculation, meaning to get through their adult guardian's tough shell and touch his masculine nerve.
They succeeded. Almost. Young and not experienced with overtly eroticised teenagers Keep somehow coped with the task of regaining his composure after the initial shock. He still got a severe boner, seeing all those ripe, luscious young maturing bodies around him, but the cold reason won the battle that ran in his erotically tormented mind for the whole afternoon. He was proud of it, well, in some sort of way at least.
The girls were finally back and a nice fire crackled on the little clearing, all of the gang sitting around. The evening was warm, somewhat sultry. The sun set in bloody red, casting scarlet shadows all around. The trees, grass, the waves of the lake, the clouds and the faces of the girls got some shade of crimson.
Keep sat beside the fire, eating a sandwich with canned veal, freely staring at the topless beauties around. He wasn't ashamed anymore, nor didn't they seem to be intimidated by his searching eyes. Right across, opposite to him, he could see Sammy. He'd seen her lovely bosom before and could now judge his first admiration for her goodies wasn't exaggerated even a bit. She was a possessor of round, soft, little mounds with puffy nipples of the pinkest color he'd ever seen. Maybe that was the light of the setting sun, but those little nips, hard in the evening breeze, seemed to glow with some radiant light.
He looked around. With the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Mel's stunning, amazing pair of big, perfectly round globes that slightly, lazily bounced as she leaned forward or moved around. Those lovely twins finally freed from their usual cotton restraints cried for attention whole day long. Her nipples also erected; that was caused by the evening breeze. Her aureoles were light, big and perfectly round. They were real puffy.
Denver shifted his gaze to Nina, the youngest of them all. Her brown
hair framed her cute, childish face. He glanced at her chest. There was
no trace of anything there, just her little girl nipples, poking forward
like small pencil erasers, stiff and pink. His boner was incredible.
He finished his sandwich and wiped his hands on his jeans. His trousers
had already couple minor stains around his hips - the effect of wiping
his hands.
- Girls - he said with a voice, that was somewhat shaky - Why don't we
sing something?
- Yeah! - was their first reaction. They started to cheer. He suspected
many of the girls' reactions were deliberately exaggerated. He wasn't
sure, when they were honest and genuine but he didn't really care.
- Sing something for me, ladies, willya? - he addressed them that way,
knowing they're going to like it. Women were always women, no matter the
age. And they always liked being treated the right way.
- I have a suggestion - Kelly got up, proudly pushing her marvelous set
of young tits forward. She looked around, using this opportunity to show
her boobs in every detail.
- What kind of? - the man asked, his eyeballs almost popping out, glued
to the girl's breasts.
- I think we could sing the song you sung for us recently. The one about
naked body. I think it fits real good now - she grinned, leaning forward
toward him.
Alice shifted her weight, feeling somewhat uneasy. What Kelly just did, meant war. She was deliberately trying to seduce Keep. They did compete who was better and Allison's "baby sister" wasn't going to lose. It was the night she was going to spend with the man whom she chased for so long.
For couple months the handsome, older photographer conceived her thoughts. She wanted him the very first moment she saw him, when, together with her big sister, she entered his studio. That's why she sent him her Polaroid picture and her panties. And the all so meaningful Nabokov's book.
Young Alice didn't realize she pushed Denver on his trail of desire toward young girls. But one thing she knew for sure was that in some wicked way he desired her. And she was right. And she was going to accept and satisfy that desire.
- Oh, yeah! Why not? I can sing along - she got up, running her fingers though her hair. An electric spark jumped between her and her squad leader. Like a short circuit. She half closed her eyes, staring intently at Keep, while her hand seemingly unconsciously wandered over her tight, firm boobies.
- Shall we? - she asked, when the man didn't react for quite some time. Denver shook his head, as if trying to get rid of some kind of burden that darkened his mind. He stroked his eye lids with the back of his hand and sighed loudly.
- Yes, I think I can sing - he finally said and it sounded like a confession of some kind - We can sing - he corrected himself. He froze for a moment, looking at Alice. Most probably she wasn't aware of that, but she was the one who pushed him on the perverted tracks he followed, he thought. Since ever he developed the photo of her flashing him with her young, juicy cunny he desired her. And somewhere deep in his mind, even when he made love to sweet young Andi, even when he melted in her butt, he dreamed of Alice. That young, luscious nymph, depraved teen that set his body and mind on fire.
Keep looked up, at her face. She was bold and beautiful, both childish and very womanly at the same time in her topless condition. Her chest heaved, revealing her anxious emotions. In her eyes he could see the promise. Ever so slowly, he nodded his head. And both of them knew that nothing could prevent their plans now. Some kind of mystic bond was created, leading them toward the long foretold fate.
***
- And in that very moment he saw the girl leave through the cemetery's main gate. Her face was covered with coagulated blood, crimson droplets made their way down her neck and across the chest. Greasy, dark mud covered her hands. She approached the cab, looking at him across the window - I was telling my tale with a raspy, low whisper. The scary tales time was in full spin. All the girls were thriving in anticipation, staring intently at me in the dim, flickering light of the fire. The forest was black and whispering all around us.
- He lowered the window shield - I continued - And he looked out. So, he said, it is you, the famous vampire? - my voice was hanged for a moment. All of the girls held their breath.
- YES! - I roared, starting toward them across the fire. At the same time I threw a handful of pine needles into the fire that I hid in my clenched fist so far. The fire cracked and exploded with sparks.
- Geez! Yikes! Gosh! Waagh! - they all started to shout in terror, jumping back from me. I burst into laughter...
- Oh my God... Oh my god... - Kelly tried to catch her breath, all of them tried to calm down. I pretty badly scared the living shit out of them all. I assumed it was the right time to finish the nice evening.
- OK, my little ladies. I'd appreciate if you brushed your teeth and got down to sleep now - I said. It was just before midnight and the time was high for all of us to get some sleep. Though I was sure I wasn't really getting any.
Couple hours ago, when I reached for my cigarettes I found a small note in the box. A girl's hand wrote one sentence only on it. "Meet me at the lake bank after everyone is asleep".
I was almost sure it was Alice, who wrote it. The way she acted tonight was significant. This girl was after me. I'd lie if I said I wasn't after her... I was and for a long time now. I looked at her for the whole day, as I looked at the other girls. Never before have I managed to cope a task that difficult. All of them apparently provoked me. Young teens don't usually flash an adult man with their preadolescent, developing bodies. These girls for some reason did. Although at first I felt as if I was excluded from some kind of their private joke, now I knew I was going to get my share. A fair share.
It wasn't before another hour passed that the fire extinguished almost completely and I was sure everyone was asleep. I got up quietly and went down, toward the lake shore. I sat on the cool sand and smoke a cigarette. I smoked half of it, when she came down to me. She wore a T-shirt and her bikini bottoms.
- Mind if I smoked too? - she asked. I shook my head no. She retrieved a box of cigarettes, put under the waistband of her panties and smoked. For couple minutes we said nothing, puffing at our cigarettes. We moved along the shore, going away from the camp to avoid getting caught by the others.
- Are you sure you want it? - I asked, putting out the cigarette butt.
So far I haven't looked at her and she kept herself slightly behind my
view range. I knew who she was anyway and I was going to feed my eyes
with her to the brim soon.
- I've wanted ever you since I've first saw you. And I think you feel
the same - she stated openly.
- I do... - I had to admit. I could smell the smoke of her cigarette.
Menthols. It was so strange for a girl her age to smoke. So unusual. But
it was even more unusual for a girl her age to have sex with and older
man, and that was what she was apparently determined to do. I looked at
her. Alice sat there, on the cool, wet sand, looking at the barely visible,
dark, distant horizon.
- Are you sure it's exactly what you want? - I asked again.
- Do you want to know I need you to penetrate me? If I desire you? If
I want to make sex with you? If that's what you mean, sure, I want. I
want to feel you inside me - she said - It's nothing new for me to make
love to a man, though you're going to be the oldest so far. And the most
awaited... - she added after a while.
- Alice... - I wasn't sure how to put my thoughts into words - What we're
about to do is wrong. At least the society would judge so...
- Fuck the society - she almost exclaimed - Fuck me! Good golly, man,
I'm here for you. I want you to do me! Are you some kind of queen or what?
Let's do it, hell with the society! - she almost threw herself on me,
starting to kiss me all over my face.
- I don't care. Call me a bitch, a slut, a whore, whatever. I want it,
right? - she kept on babbling as she kissed me. I hardly listened to her
as I started returning her passionate, wet kisses.
- Forget everything. Just love me - she whispered into my ear. There was
nothing I desired more.
Desire was one thing, reason was another. I hesitated for a moment, before I gently touched her mouth with my fingers. Her lips were warm and soft. Alice delicately kissed the tips of my fingers. Her mouth traveled across the top of my hand, down my wrist. She brought her face up and looking into my eyes she moved closer. Our lips met and we started to kiss passionately. Her mouth parted and she pushed her wet, warm tongue into my mouth, moving it about, stalking for my tongue and lips. I returned her kiss, feeling the passion rise in me. My hormones level jumped up suddenly.
She might have been young. She might have seemed innocent. She might have been just a little girl... Might have, 'cause she wasn't.
I didn't expect it, but she had everything planned from the very beginning. Since the very first moment she flashed me in my new 4WD on our way from the town to the island, she had everything carefully sketched in her head.
Alice was even more open and straight forward than my little, sexy friend Andi. But unlike during my adventure on the love boat, everything happened so much faster now. Alice parted our kiss and pushed me on the ground, ripping my buttons off in the course of undressing me of my shirt. She crouched over me and seated herself, grinding her firm, tight butt right into my crotch. It was a matter of couple seconds that my dick sprung into attention, hard as a rock. She unbuttoned my shirt till the end and with one quick movement she unzipped my trousers and tugged them down, together with my pants, down below my knees. I felt as if she was in fact raping me. But I didn't perceive it as something unpleasant.
She was wearing a T-shirt and bikini pants. I pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it to the side, on the grass. Her perfect, round, firm, luscious tits rocked in front my face as she leaned forward.
- Now... - she whispered with a raspy voice, apparently at least as excited
as me.
- What was that you said about the society? And stuff? - she asked, biting
my lip. With her small, warm hand she grabbed my throbbing cock and stroked
it gently, moving her soft fingers up and down, along the sensitive underside.
I shivered. It was too much for me to hold back anymore.
I grabbed her panties and yanked them down, below her ankles. She shifted
her weight and positioned herself over me, guiding my dick with her hand
straight at her steaming cunny. A slick hot droplet of her girl juice
dribbled down my stiff shaft. She stroked my cockhead between her velvety,
moist pussy lips and stopped it at the very entrance to her love tunnel.
Alice took a deep breath and started to lower herself slowly. My meat
entered her insides, slid up her cavern, deep into her tummy.
I wasn't her first, that was apparent. Still, she was a young girl and she was damn tight. Her slit encased my pole like a glove, soft and warm, moist and sweet. She tensed her muscles and I felt as if she milked my dick.
I didn't really have time to realize what was going on. I like to savor the first feeling of a cockhead going in... Passing through the initial barrier and pressure. This time it all happened so fast. Alice sat on my hips, impaled on my stiff, blood engorged rod. She slowly rocked back and forth, tensing her muscles around my dick, but not lifting, so that effectively I didn't move inside her.
- Shouldn't we use... - I started, but she didn't let me finish, putting
her finger on my lips.
- You're so damn unromantic... - she whispered - Skip it. Anyway, I'm
on the pill, so don't worry - she leaned over and kissed me. Her stiff,
erected nipples brushed across my chest. She shivered when that happened.
I could see she was really excited and determined.
I put my hands on her hips and pulled her body slightly up. My pole partially
withdrew from her. She pushed herself back down, grinning madly, grinding
her lovely, teenage, firm, round, cute butt into the base of my cock.
Alice didn't let me have it my way. She was in control - she took over
and dominated me. Not that I was really sorry or something; in fact I
liked what was happening. Her pussy encased my throbbing shaft. Her hot
moist love tunnel fit like a custom made glove on my stiff, hard pole.
She slowly raised her whole body until my dick almost popped out of her
and then she started to lower herself on it back again, ever so slowly.
She put her hands flat on my chest, supporting her weight and drew her
head back; her eyes were closed.
We didn't say anything. I was surprised. Not disappointed, definitely
not. But this was so strange for her to act like a stalker, hunting for
a prey only supposed to give her physical satisfaction. She kept on sliding
up and down my rod slowly. I could feel her tense and relax the muscles
of her cunny alternately as if she was trying to squeeze my prick with
her pussy.
What was she doing, was in fact getting satisfied. It wasn't making love
for me. It was just sex in its purest form. Alice rocked gently, up and
down my cock, trying to get the best out of it. But she behaved like a
pro strumpet rather than a young girl. Her dripping cunny wrapped my rod,
driving me crazy. I loved the smoothness of her skin, the feeling of her
rigid nipples, the sound of her heavy breathing as she neared her climax.
I moved my hands along her sides, tracing her body with my fingertips,
touching her lisp, her lovely hair and her eyelids. I massaged her buttocks,
running my finger down her cleft and fiddle around her rosebud.
She liked my ministrations but seemed very little interested in me as
far as anything more was concerned. It was as if she was some kind of
a robot that clicked into a program and could do nothing else.
She impaled herself hard and deep and yanked her head back and a muffled, quiet howl escaped her throat. I was on the verge of cumming. Not thinking much about it, I pulled her closer and rolled, so that she was now under me. I humped once more and a wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. I started to spurt inside Alice. The girl hugged me tight and whined quietly, feeling the hot waves of my jism erupting into her.
We were lying on the moist sand, both exhausted after the hot encounter we just had. Alice searched for her things and located the cigarette box. She retrieved one and smoked. I did the same. We were just lying there, under the moonlight, on the sandy beach, both of us stark naked. Some of my semen dribbled from her pink, hot opening and started to sink into the sand. We didn't say a word.
I wasn't disappointed. No. For sure I wasn't. But still I was somehow disturbed. We didn't say a word.
Chapter Eight - Getting Emotional
When I woke up, it was still very early in the morning. The fire extinguished during the night and in fact it was just a bit chilly. I somehow got out of my sleeping bag and stood up, yawning. I didn't get much sleep the previous night. On the other hand, I'd gladly not sleep at all in exchange for the fun I had.
My, oh, my. Who could've though it's all gonna end up like that. When I first saw Alice around a year before there were no signs that she was going to play such a major role in my life. It was her who pushed me down the path of perversion and dark descent into the areas of human mind that statistic people never wish to even know about. And now, last night, she just kind of used me. She came and simply took whatever she believed belonged to her. That was a real kick.
I went down to the shore, where I dropped my shirt and my trousers. I glanced at my watch - it was quarter to five. I didn't believe any of the girls to wake anytime soon, so I pulled down my pants and slowly went into the cold water, stark naked. The first contact was a shock for my bare skin, but I soon got used to the sensation and even started to like it. If there were any traces of sleep or nigh fatigue left anywhere in my body, they got washed away, splashed by the cool waves.
I swam toward the open lake, straight into the direction, where the sun was hanging just over the darker line of the horizon, marking the beginning of a new, fine day. As I swam, my mind drifted off into that enchanted fantasy land, inhabited by my sweet angels. The surface of the lake in front of me was calm. I turned to my back and just drifted, looking into the sky, chasing the clouds passing by, day dreaming...
I don't know how long did it take. When I finally turned back around I noticed I drifted off, sideways from the bay, so that the beach was not visible from the place I was in. I started toward the land, swimming around the corner of a small cape. And then I looked forward and I saw someone standing on the edge of the water.
It was Sammy. I recognized her as I approached the bank. I realized I
was stark naked and stopped suddenly, probing for the ground with my feet.
I found it and stood on the lake bed, facing her. She was wearing jeans
shorts, that didn't really cover anything, being to short. For a top she
had a T-shirt that was cut off below the breast line. A real hot outfit,
for a cool morning. The sun lit golden highlights on her brown hair. She
was real cute.
- Hi, Mr. Keep! - she waved her hand at me - How's the water?
- Fine - I replied - Though you may consider it to be a bit cold...
- I see. Care if I joined you? - she asked, coming into the water, until
it reached well over her knees.
- Go ahead - I was more concerned if she was able to see my little friend
through the water. Apparently she was...
- I see you got no panties on, mister - she stated - OK then!
She smiled and grabbed the ripped rim of her T-shirt. A moment later said
piece of clothing fell to the wet sand on the beach and she was tugging
her jeans shorts down, below her knees. She wasn't wearing anything underneath.
I looked amazed as she stepped out of her hot pants and slowly came into
the water. It must've been cold, for I could see her shiver and she got
goose bumps all over her body.
She was now in the water by her thighs. I knew that moment, just before you were going to get your crotch wet... In the bright morning light I could clearly see her pussy lips, slightly parted, and covered with a darker shadow of fair peachfuzz. She must've grown it only recently. Her cunny lips were still a little fat, like those of a little girl. She looked at me and grinned, stepping forward. Her body jerked, when her pussy was dipped under the surface.
- Oh, my! That's cold! - she exclaimed, jumping up and splashing the
water.
- Brrrr, that's yikes - she put her hand under the water, covering her
lovely mound and stroking it gently to warm it up a bit.
- Is it that cold? - I asked, taking a step back, to hide under the surface
again. She followed me. I observed her puffy nipples that started to erect
and stick out. They had the pinkest color I've ever seen. It was as if
they cried for attention "Here we are! Here we are!".
- Are we going to swim? - I asked. She nodded her head seriously. Something
wicked got in me, when I glanced at her round, lovely boobs.
- Just like the first time, huh? But you're not gonna loose anything today
- I added, staring intently at her. She looked back at me, somewhat surprised.
- Well, yeah... - she admitted, looking aside - For sure I'm not gonna
loose my bra today - she grinned, regaining her composure. That was amazing.
Only couple days before she ran away from me, ashamed. And now - she voluntarily,
almost eagerly, exposed herself for me to see everything she had. And
she had it lovely.
After last nigh that I spent with Alice I was almost ready to believe they were all after me. It seemed to be true. We started to swim. For me it was the second time this morning, that I entered the open waters of the great lake. The preteen followed me, swimming right by my side. I could see her with the corner of my eye. The gentleness of her movements, the grace... Or maybe that was just my specific perversion that altered my perception. In my eyes all of them were pretty, lovely and sexy...
I couldn't help it and when we headed back toward the beach I let her
swim first and followed her, staring at her slender legs, moving rhythmically
under the surface of the water. Her butt was firm and looked simply marvelous.
With every kick of her legs her buttocks parted, almost giving me a heart
attack each time her cleavage opened showing the darker spot of her rosebud.
The water was cold indeed, but that didn't help me. My rod was stiff and
throbbing, no matter what. Just the sight of this lovely preteen body
almost drove me crazy.
We reached the shallow waters. She stood up, proud, pushing her breasts
forward and turning toward me. Her tasty pussy was just over the water,
shining droplets dribbled down her labia and along her inner thighs. She
put her hands under her breasts as if she wanted to wipe the wetness from
that amazing place. It was all faked, I could clearly see she wanted to
expose and present her dear blooming mounds, topped with those amazingly
pink nipples.
- Are you going to swim more? - she asked, noticing I wasn't so eager
to leave water.
- Yeah... - I said - I think I could use some exercise in fact - I lied,
that was apparent. I'm sure she could clearly see my raging hard-on hidden
just below the water line.
- OK - she stated laconically, smiling in a way that made me almost melt
instantly. The way she looked for a moment almost made me come there and
then. I gasped for my breath, as she slowly turned round and left the
water, rocking her hips.
Once on the dry land, she bent down low to bring up her clothes from the sand. She stuck her breath taking butt at me. Her ass cheeks separated and in the crack of her preteen ass I could see the darker spot of her butthole, placed over the pink slit of her cunny. It seemed to last for eternity - I stood and stared in amazement at that maturing body's private parts. What a sight that was!
- So then, see you later - Sammy looked over her shoulder, definitely aware of where I was looking just a second before - It was fun - she added, going away, still only wearing her birthday suit, her clothes in her hand. I admired her young, ripe, slender body and longingly traced it with my eyes until she reached the top of the cliff and disappeared behind the top, where the camp site was.
I sighed and left the water. Once on the shore, I pulled up my pants and my trousers, making sure my dick was in a position that would not reveal it's rigid state. To be sure my condition was hidden, I put on a shirt that was long enough to cover my crotch area. Prepared like that, I sat on the sand and smoked, giving myself some time to cool off. Finally I climber up, toward the place where I expected to find the girls sleeping.
In fact they were sleeping, except for Sammy, who apparently wasn't around.
Instantly I had a vision of her peeing in the woods. My rod started to
ache. I needed some release soon.
- Hi there! - I heard Kelly's voice behind my back - How was your sleep,
mister? - she was lying in her sleeping bag, propped on her elbow, yawning
and rubbing her sleepy eyes with the palm of her hand.
- Quite well, thanks - I replied - How 'bout you?
- The ground is hard and uncomfortable - she said, struggling to free
herself from the sleeping bag.
- Are you starting the fire? - she asked - I'd gladly drink some hot tea...
- she tried to stand up, but lost her balance and fell on the ground.
Apparently she wasn't fully awaken. I helped her get up, giving her a
hand.
- Look who's here - Sammy came from between the trees. She was dressed
the same way I first saw her in the morning. And yes! My idea about where
she was must've been right, for the girl had a roll of toilet paper with
her. She didn't go to the forest to smell the flowers.
- Not swimming any longer? - she looked at me, putting the paper back
into her backpack. She was grinning in a meaningful way.
- I decided some hot tea would be better - I said, setting the fire on
a prepared pile of lumber. Kelly managed to free herself from her restraints
finally and they both approached, bringing the bag with canned food and
bread. They found the jug we used the previous day and in no more than
fifteen minutes the three of us were eating sandwiches and drinking tea.
The rest of the gang was still asleep. Not that we cared.
***
- Mr. Denver, how about the photo workshop you promised? - Alice asked
me just before noon. I looked at her in surprise.
- What about? - I asked, not really getting what she meant. It's not that
I was that dumb or had problems with my memory. But please imagine her
standing in front of me, wearing a skimpy set of bikini thongs and nothing
to cover her breasts. And remember I made love to her last night.
- You promised you'll teach us to take photos - she explained bending
down low over me. Yes, she wasn't wearing any tops. They all insisted
on running around topless again, just like the previous day.
- Oh, heck, I sure can show you couple tricks. Are you the only one interested
or is there anybody else.
- All of us! And you'll let us make photos on our own, willya? - she asked.
- Sure I will - I smiled. For a brief moment we gazed at each other, then
she winked and turned around, showing her back on me.
I browsed through the stuff in my bag, retrieving my digital photo camera
and couple accessories. I've only bough it quite recently, a couple of
weeks in fact. It was a reel good one and cost me a fortune but it was
worth it, I judged after only a few days of using it.
- So, will you show us everything? - I heard a voice right over my shoulder
and started up in surprise. I turned to see all the gang gathered around
me and waiting impatiently.
- Sure... - I wasn't real convincing; on the other hand, I wasn't really
sure what was that I was supposed to show and I didn't want to get caught
in one of their little games.
I took all my stuff and motioned them with my hand. The girls followed
me and we all sat on the ground, near to the fire place. I produced a
camera and presented it to them.
- Now, that's what it looks like, but all of you probably know it. The
difference between this camera and those you might've used before is that
it's not enough to just press the button here.
I stopped for a moment, wondering what to say. They stared at me in anticipation
for some revelation. I didn't want to let them down.
- Now, look. Every single photo is a mixture of couple things. The most
important are: the subject of the photo, the composition of the photo
and the technical parameters. As far as the technical stuff goes, we have
the light, the time and by this I mean the speed of the shutter and last
but not least is the diaphragm. If somehow you manage to keep these three
things in balance, you're most probably going to make a good photo, at
least technically. Do you get what I say? - I looked around. It's not
that I saw seven jaws drop but in fact there was not much comprehension
on their faces either. That promised to be tougher than I thought.
My suspicion was right. It took us much more time before they got the
basics of photography. We tried countless times - the definite advantage
of a digital camera is the possibility to record and then delete almost
unlimited number of images. The girls shoot picture after picture trying
what I told them in the theoretical part of our little training.
- So, how do you feel about it now? - I smiled, looking around, three
hours and a thousand photos later. They were sitting on the ground, their
legs crossed, all of them staring at me. All of them pretty, young girls,
all of them topless, all of them completely uninhibited or ashamed by
that fact.
- It's harder that we thought - Kelly admitted, holding my camera on
her lap. Unconsciously, she stroked the cover of the lens, as she talked
to me.
- Yeah - Mel added - But I think we could try something nice by now.
- Sure, let's finally start making real photos - Timmy said - That's what
it was all about.
- OK. Will you cope yourself? - I wanted to make sure - I guess I need
some good strong coffee... Just be sure to keep this little machine safe.
I hate to tell you what's he price of it.
- Sure we will; and don't worry about the camera, we'll take good care
of it - Alice smiled slyly as she looked at me. I could only guess what
was going on inside her pretty little head.
- So help yourselves then - I said, getting up and stretching my arms.
Ouch, I thought, that was tiring... I rummaged through the ashes of the
fire we had in the morning and found some embers. Before long a pot with
boiling water was ready and I could have my coffee. Like so many times
before I kicked back on the ground under my favorite pine tree and relaxed,
drinking hot coffee and smoking a cigarette.
The girls generally disappeared from my view but I could hear their excited
voices from the forest behind my back. They seemed do have a great time.
In fact I had a great time too, but the best word to describe my state
for the last two days would be: completely stunned.
When Allison asked me to help her with the camp I'd never expect anything
that happened to me. It all seemed to be some kind of a twisted, perverted
dream going on in my overheated head. The fact we made love with Alice
last night was so unbelievable. Even my morning encounter with Sammy seemed
so unreal. Not to mention all my previous adventures that started with
dear little Timmy pissing in the woods right in front of my eyes.
I wondered how were Allison and Velma doing with their squads. The thought
of Velma brought back the memory of the night I found both of them smoking
pot and fooling around with each other. And, yeah, what was later. I closed
my eyes and looked over the sweet memory of myself spurting in dear Velma's
virgin butt. That was something. And that reminded me one more thing,
namely the fact I still had a bottle of bourbon in my bag.
I butted my cigarette and threw it into the ash of the fire place. I retrieved
the bottle and opened it. The dark, lucid liquid dribbled down my throat.
I needed that, I thought. A red light lit in my mind, wondering if I wasn't
drinking too much recently. I wasn't, decided my reason. Definitely not
more than usually.
- Mister! - I heard a shout right behind me. I turned around to face the girls. Kelly was standing right in front of me with my camera in her hands and stared at the bottle I held. Caught red handed, I thought.
- I can see you're having a great time when we're not around - she grinned
and raised her brow in a meaningful manner.
- There's one more thing we want to do - she continued - We need a group
photo.
- OK - I said, putting the bottle back into my bag - Get yourselves dressed
and I'll make the photo for you.
- That's not what we mean. We want to have a souvenir for you, that's
why you're going to be on the photo...
- Oh, I get it. You need a timer shot, yes? - I asked; she nodded. I reached
for the camera and turned the preferences jumper. I set the camera on
a large piece of lumber, facing the open area of the lake, with the blue
sky in the background. The light was just right, being already behind
the setting and I judged it should work fine.
- Ready, guys? - I looked up from the viewfinder. They all stood in a
row, hands on each other's arms.
- Sure we are. Lie down here, in the middle - Alice pointed with her finger.
I set the timer and got up. I took my place and made myself comfortable
on the green grass.
- OK, smile now, we have 3 more seconds - I wanted to add something but
I didn't have time to do it. They all piled down on me. Without any warning
I got covered with a mess of teen and preteen bodies. Naked, smooth flesh
and skimpy bikini panties were all over me. Seven pairs on hands and sever
pairs of long, slim legs and seven pairs of budding or already well developed
breasts and long streaks of silky hair. I was overwhelmed by their closeness,
their girlhood, and their very substance if I may say so. I heard the
crack of the shutter and burst into laughter. So did the girls.
***
After that adventure, Keep didn't ask about the photos the girls did in the woods. He completely forgot it in fact. He was going to be very much surprised to see some of those images later, when he would have returned home finally.
Lead by Alice, all of the girl had a nice, posed act. Among the coniferous
trees, on the green grass of the forest, in the filtered light of this
summer day each one of them presented her young body, not hiding anything
from it. All of them made little present for this adult, handsome man,
who, they knew it very well, longed for them with all his heart. He would
have a unique, amazing set of sexy images showing their young, excited
bodies.
But Keep didn't check what kind of photos was shot. When he finally managed
to free himself from under the pile of young, sexy flesh, he just tossed
his camera back into his bag and forgot it.
They took their time swimming in the lake. This time Keep agreed to join
them and he didn't regret that decision. They splashed in the shallow
water. Playing with the girls he was touched, stroked and brushed with
every possible part of their ripe bodies countless times. It would be
strange if he didn't use the opportunity to touch some of that young flesh
himself quite consciously. So did the girls - more than a couple times
he felt some small, young hand probe around his pubic area. A real groping
festival that was, for both sides.
Finally the day started to end slowly and the sun sunk below the western
horizon. They started a fire and had some canned food again. Denver wasn't
a choosy fellow but he already started to long for a real food and at
least a decent table.
The girls sung some songs he didn't know, in exchange he sung some they
didn't know but were real willing to learn. It was late at night when
he finally ordered all the girls to sleep. The next day they were expected
to go back to the main camp. He sat by the fire, looking at the dark,
sparkling surface of the lake and smoking cigarettes. He wasn't going
to go down to sleep.
When the girls threw themselves all over him that afternoon, one of them put a little note in his pocket. Just like the previous night, one of them asked him to meet her. It wasn't Alice - he examined the writing and it was different this time. Now he only waited for the right time to come. All the teens seemed to be asleep. He could hear their steady breathing as they lay down on the ground in their sleeping bags scattered around the fire. His body thrived in anticipation of what was apparently going to happen again.
***
Half an hour after midnight I found myself in the same place that I made
love to Alice only the night before. I sat on the ground and waited, smoking
cigarettes to shorten the time. My nerves were tensed and generally all
my body was in a state of strange anxiety. Or maybe it wasn't that strange
after all. Apparently I was going to score again that night. And score
what! Another lovely teenage girl, whoever she would turn out to be.
I stared in the general direction of the camp, listening carefully if
I don't hear the footsteps. I wondered who was it going to be this time.
I suspected young Sammy, judging from the way she acted in the morning.
Or maybe Mel? She was very explicit, when she landed with her magnificent
boobs on my face...
The riddle was solved couple minutes later when I saw a dark silhouette
on the night sky. There was no doubt of who was that. Kelly Marsh, the
squad leader, was coming my way.
- Hi - she said, trying to clear her throat as she approached me.
- Hello, Kelly - I replied, looking up at her. She was wearing a cotton
shirt and her WG uniform skirt. Surprisingly, the night wasn't that warm
after all. She held a folded blanket under her arm.
- You mind if I joined you, mister? - she asked, spreading the blanket
on the ground. Doing it, she bent over low and I caught a glimpse of white
cotton panties under the rim of her skirt. Eye candy.
- Shall we sit, Mister? - she asked, looking at me. I joined her on the
blanket and we now sat side by side.
- So... - she started - I... I'm here... How to put it... - she stuttered.
- I know, dear - I said, looking at her - I can guess what you're here
for. Are you sure about it? - looking at her I judged she was tensed and
anxious. Apparently she wasn't as bold anymore as she was in the broad
daylight.
- Why, sure... - she replied - That's why I'm here... It's just that...
- she stopped. The silence was getting longer.
- Yes? - I asked finally.
- It's just that... I mean, please, go slow, OK? It's not that I haven't
done it before or what... It's that so far... I mean... You know what
I mean, don't you, mister?
- Sure I do - I replied, though I wasn't exactly sure what she was trying
to tell me - Do whatever you want, I won't push you on anything. And,
just for tonight, I think you can call me Keep. Does it make you feel
better, Kelly?
- Sure... - she apparently sighed with relief.
It was all so much different from the previous night. Alice was brave and somewhat aggressive. I could see Kelly was apparently completely different. She wasn't a hot chick anymore like she posed to be so far. I was looking at an ordinary teenager, not sure about her thoughts, fears and expectations.
- You've been a Wilderness Girl for a long time, Kelly? - I asked, to
start some decent conversation. She looked at me, surprised at first,
but then glad I think.
- 'Tis been couple years now in fact... I mean, I started to be one when
I was about 10 I guess. Why'd you ask?
- Just wanted to know. How long's been Allison taking care of your team?
- Woo... 'Bout three years now if I remember right. You didn't know about
it?
- Not even a clue. And we've known each other for some time already. Seems
she kept it a secret...
- Say, she's not your girlfriend, is she, mist... err, Keep? - she beamed
a smile. I thought she was so pretty at that moment. She had a small,
perky nose and pretty, shapely dark eyes, outstanding in her round face,
framed with her ginger hair.
- You're all so curious, huh? Well, we are friends... Good friends in
fact, for a couple years now... - funny I'd be confessing my private life
to a teenager, isn't it? Maybe...
- I see... Do you, y'know... Well, if you don't mind answering of course
- she explained quickly.
- Oh... - I smiled - I don't. And we do. Sometimes... If you want to know.
But I trust you can keep it a secret - I wasn't really sure if I could
trust her, but who cared anyway. I didn't think Allison would get angry
if I admitted making love to her every once in a while.
- Sure I will, mist... Keep! Don't worry.
- By the way, that makes me think... Why didn't you ask Alice, she's her
sister after all?
- Oh... Alice... Well... - I could see her fighting something in her head
- Yeah, Alice. Everyone creams their pants, the slut is here... Everyone's
so excited, the bitch visited us...
- I thought you were friends - I stated, somewhat surprised by her sudden
confession.
- Sure... Especially with her trying to take my squad away from me...
She comes all of a sudden and then suddenly she's the dancing queen of
the summer break!
- You sound a bit bitter. I didn't realize there's a competition between
the two of you.
- Look! Now, we're all just young girls. We come from an orphanage. We
need to support each other. That's why I am a WG at all. The youngest
of us need some protection and friends. And now she comes, happy lady,
and tries to make a revolution. She's cool. She acts bold and open. She's
so... big world! And I spent years with my guys. They're more like my
little sisters, not like friends. And no bitch is gonna take them away
from me!
I coughed, surprised even more with her statement. Now, that was something.
Did we have a D I D?
- Don't get me wrong - Kelly kept on talking - She's a nice girl... I
do like her, well, at least some. But from the very moment she turned
up at the camp, she was acting like a star.
- The first night she started talking about sex, you know, dating boys,
fucking, love and romance and all that stuff. For her it was all so normal
to act that way. She some kind of maniac, obsessed about sex especially.
- She didn't know, or maybe she did, that us orphanage girls, we don't
have it so easy. We're not so free to date, love, whatever.
I produced a box of cigarettes and smoked one. I looked down at Kelly and she looked back at me. For a moment she hesitated but then she accepted a fag I offered.
- Tell no one - she said, lighting - Nobody knows I smoke.
- I see. I'd never thought you do, never seen you smoking.
- Nobody ever seen me smoking, you're the first lucky one... - she exhaled
a large cloud of smoke - Don't tell anybody, I need to take care of my
image - she grinned. Apparently her mood swung a bit and she was much
happier now.
- Sure. Cross my heart and die - I moved my hand across my chest and grinned
at her.
- You're so sweet.
- Thanks. So do you. Now, I have a question. What you said about Alice...
Teasing you or what?
- Oh... I'm sure you've noticed... certain things recently.
- Like all the girls literally throwing themselves on me? - I asked.
- Yeah, something like what you said. You see... - she stopped for a moment,
inhaling - It's... Well, I could say it's some kind of competition. Y'know,
about who's going to do what. About what lines can we cross... You get
what I mean?
- Think so... So Alice yesterday... And you today... That means....
- Yeah - she admitted with a hesitation - I'm sorry to say it all started
as a part of a bet... But it's not why I'm here today...
- But? - I decided I could push her some more if she already said so much.
Kelly looked at me, puffing her cigarette. Then she turned her head aside,
so I could no longer see her eyes. She exhaled loudly.
- It's that I think you're a real nice guy. I mean, you're handsome, and
smart... And you're so adult - I could see her mouth form into satisfied
grin - And all that stuff, you know.
She turned to look back at me. I could see she was waiting for me to say something. Something special. Something about her, in return for what she confessed. It wasn't difficult - I did think she was great. In all ways.
- Kelly, my dear, thank you. It's so nice to hear it. It rarely happens to me that such a nice, pretty, caring and smart girl would compliment me. I think you're great. You're a real chick and what you said about your friends means you have a great heart. You're an absolute mistress - I could see the expression on her face change. From expectation to surprise, satisfaction, euphoria. She leaned forward and hugged me, hugged me real tight, putting her tanned face to my harsh, unshaved cheek. She smelled sweet, like any young girl should, and she was so warm. Holding her in my arms wasn't the least erotic. For a brief moment, for this magic minute under the open night sky I loved this cute young girl. For she deserved someone to love her.
- I'm sorry - she said, letting go of me - I get emotional so easily.
It was so sweet what you said that I just... - she sniffed slightly and
wiped a tear from a corner of her eye.
- Come on, Kelly, that was all true - I smiled - I do think so.
- You're so dear, Keep - she leaned against me and for a moment lay in
my arms, like a little kitten.
- So... - she started after a brief moment - Will you make love to me?
Like we were real lovers?
- The most real in the whole universe - I promised, stroking her ginger
hair.
- So talk to me, like lovers do... - she chanted and laughed - I feel
so good and safe with you. It's so nice to have someone close - she yanked
her head back, to look up at my face. She was smiling. I lowered my head
to her face and gently kissed her full, soft lips. She hesitated for a
very short while before she returned it. But when she did, I'm sure she
did it with all her heart.
Maybe Kelly was getting emotional quickly. But I was to find out one thing very soon. My little muse, Alice of my dreams, was just a teasing slut who liked playing and fooling around. And I thought Kelly was a mature, grown up lover. Maybe her body was young, but her mind was so superior. But, that was yet to be revealed. So far I just parted her lips and we stared at each other.
- You're good at it - she admitted - I like that - she stretched her
arms and turned around, lying on her stomach, with her head on my lap.
- I have something special for you, I hope you'll like it. I'd love you
to like it... - she reached to my crotch and unzipped my trousers. I shifted
my weight and moved around a bit to give her better access. In no time
at all she searched my pants and extracted my stiffening, growing member.
It rocked in front of her eyes in it's all glory, growing and getting
harder with every moment.
- Wow, nice tool you have here - she admitted - I've seen couple, but
this one is real nice. And it's still growing, my gosh!
- It's your entire fault - I said - You make me react that way...
- C'mon, don't try to be nice just because I felt down and out for couple
moments...
- I'd never say anything just because I thought you might like it - I
replied - I say what I think. And I think what you told me tonight is
more important that anything I've heard from anybody on this here WG camp...
And I see no reason to feel bad only because you try hard to be a good
friend and a leader to your squad. I'd rather say you should be proud
of them and of yourself. I admire you for wanting to fight for your girls...
- I said. I suppose I wasn't able to make myself clear, but that was only
because sweet teenage Kelly encased my dickhead with her worm, velvety
lips and slowly sucked it into her moist hot mouth. The feeling was so
intense and pleasurable it almost drove me mad at once. She slowly drove
her tightly closed lips up the shaft and there was no way I could possibly
regain my composure.
- Don't you think I always do this kind of things - she said, releasing
my cock from the sweetest constraints of her mouth - It's only because
I like you that I decided to blow you - she looked up at me. I must've
had a real dumb expression on my face for she laughed.
- What's going on, Keep? You seem a bit surprised and confused.
- Nicely surprised - I finally managed to stutter - I never expected you
to act this way.
- To act like a slut? Or what?
- To treat me in such a special way. And to open your heart to me... -
I explained.
- Oh, that you mean. That's so sweet, thank you so much. It's just that...
I mean, you're an adult, I thought you know what I mean, you may have
been in situation like that when you were younger, you may understand
what I mean...
- And?
- And I wanted to pay back for listening to me.
- You don't need to pay me back. I'm always ready to listen if anybody
want's to share any clever thought, any good emotion, any mature attitude...
You don't need to suck me for that.
- It's not only that I wanted to pay back or thank you - she looked aside
from me - I... I wanted to give you a special treat. This one time. As
if you were my man.
- For tonight... And in some sort of way forever... This here sweet girl
whose name is Kelly is my woman. And I mean it - I said. She looked up
at me again, not sure if I'm serious or just joking.
- You opened your heart for me. I wouldn't underestimate it. It means
much to me. The fact you were brave enough to talk to an almost complete
stranger about things so important... I mean, how could I fail you?
- It sounds thousand times better than as if you said 'I love you' - she
smiled, looking at me. A single tear rolled down her face, for a brief
moment hanging on the edge of her upper lip. Then it dropped down and
landed on my hip. She looked down and wiped the moist spot with her finger.
- That's why I think you deserve this special treat - she said, lowering her head back to my dick. She encased it with her mouth and swallowed the whole length of it. The feeling was so intense and amazing my whole body jerked. She started to bob her head up and down along the shaft of my now iron-hard pole, casting glances at my face from time to time.
She slowly moved up the shaft, licking the sensitive, soft underside with her wet tongue, pressing it tightly against my skin. It drove me insane. The tip of her tongue wandered around the tip of my dick for a moment and then it dived under the folds of my foreskin, probing for every inch of my flesh available. She sucked gently on my swollen, enlarged cockhead, wiping it with her soft, hot, moist tongue with force and precision.
Kelly glanced at me for a brief moment and again sucked my whole dick into her mouth. I'm sure my dickhead ended up somewhere in her deep throat. The suction she applied was gentle at first then it started to be stronger and stronger until I could hardly bear it. I bucked my hips and put my hand on the back of her head, running my fingers through her ginger, velvety hair. I moaned loudly, letting her know I really loved what she did.
She partly withdrew my stick from her mouth, taking care of my cockhead only again. She licked it slowly and carefully, not missing a single place, a single fold of sensitive skin. Her tongue danced and twisted around it, creating the most unbelievable and unexpected sensations I would never imagine. That was the heaven on the earth fulfilled for me there and then. Don't get me wrong - many girls and women gave me a head before.
But there was not a single one that would blow me with such a devotion and engagement as young Kelly did it. I felt like I was the king of the world more intensely than I felt it some time before, supporting the teenage body of sweet nymphomaniac Andi on the stem of the ship.
I felt like I was the one and only and I do believe in a way I was. Kelly seemed to put her whole heart into sucking me. She alternately closed her lips and whole mouth tight around my shaft and then let my dick move loosely inside it. She pressed her soft, hot tongue against the sensitive underside on my cock, driving me insane. Her head bobbed up and down along the whole length on my pole, up and down, up and own, quicker and quicker...
She swallowed my whole stick, to the very base and caught my balls in her slim warm fingers. I couldn't manage to hold myself back from cumming anymore and I erupted into her throat with a wave of thick, white jism, pumping my cream wave after wave into her teenage mouth. She drew her head a little back, trying to swallow the upcoming semen, but some of it dribbled from the corners of her mouth and down her chin, dripping on my balls. She sucked and swallowed everything she could and then, once again, she sucked my whole pole in and licked it clean. After completing the task, she licked my balls clean, stalking every single drop of my semen with her skillful hot young tongue. I collapsed on the ground as she did it.
- I hope you liked it - I heard her voice near. She was now lying by
my side, real close.
- I'd be a damn fuckin' liar if I told you it wasn't one of the best things
that had ever happened to me - I said, turning to my side and looking
into her eyes. She moved her face closer and our mouth met. Her lips parted
and I pushed my tongue slightly in, probing for hers. She still had the
taste of my cum on her lips and on her tongue.
We kept on kissing, while I moved my hand down and put it on her hip, pulling her skirt slightly up. I traced her leg with the tips of my fingers, running them across the rim of her skirt and down, over her naked, smooth, flawless skin. Halfway between her waist and her knee I moved my hand down, between her legs. I felt her shift her position, giving me better access to her private parts. Encouraged, I moved my fingers back up her leg, this time probing inside her skirt.
I stopped when I touched the silky fabrics of her panties. I rubbed it, delicately running my thumb along the line of her cleft. I moved back up, slightly pressing the material, where I supposed her clit should be. I must've aimed too high because I felt her pubic hair give way under my touch through the thin, slick material. I moved my fingers lower, probing. Her whole body jerked and I knew I found the spot.
We kept on kissing. She was passionate and hot, acting as if she never intended to part my lips. She wrapped her slim arms around my body and hugged me tightly. I lifted her body slightly and we rolled, so that she was now lying on top of me. She got her legs down on my both sides, opening herself and giving me better access. I returned my hand to her crotch and kept on gently rubbing her clit through her panties. Her body already started responding to this caress. Her breathing quickened a bit and when she parted my lips for a moment and when I could see her face in the dim moonlight I saw she blushed.
- Keep doing it, Keep... - she smiled, licking her lips, before she started
kissing me again. She was like a maniac, insatiable, hungry for any contact
she could get. I guess she was right - it wasn't easy for them girls.
And she only wanted to feel loved, desired and needed. Well, the least
I could give do, was it to her and make her feel special that night.
- Lie down, Kelly - I said, turning. She made herself comfortable on the
blanket, lying on her back. I moved by her side and found myself between
her legs. She guessed what I wanted to do and pulled her knees up and
to the sides, exposing herself completely. I ran my palm across her satin
clad pussy, driving my finger into her opening. She gasped lightly.
I reached to her hips, hooked my finger under her waistband and pulled her panties down, along her slim, long, young legs, over her knees and down to her ankles and then I tossed them on the grass beside us. She put her legs back in the previous position and I had an unobstructed view on her privates now. She was a redhead. Now I knew not only the hair on her head was that special color. Her pussy lips were shaved smooth, there was only a small patch of ginger hair over the top of her pink girlish slit. Fresh moisture glistened on the edges of her cleft, on those lovely, smooth, bare labia. I looked up at her face. She thrived in anticipation.
I put my hands on her inner thighs and lowered my head toward her sweet
toybox. I kissed her clit and slowly ran my tongue across her whole pussy
and her lovely, hairy mound. I moved down and located her clit again and
started to lick it delicately. I could feel her whole body tense, her
muscle flex, she pressed her thighs against my ears.
I continued licking, probing the innermost parts of her cunny I could
penetrate with my tongue, sucking of her sweet-and-sour girl juice that
kept on flowing from her hot insides. Kelly breathed heavily, and then
she started to buck her hips as if she wanted to grind her love mound
into my mouth. I licked her more and more intensively, seeing she's really
enjoying it.
I didn't take her long to come. I was surprised when, after only couple
minutes of my licking and stroking her soft, young cunny with my fingers
she suddenly tensed and arched her back. I heard her moan quietly and
I felt her pulling my hair as she put her hand on my head. I licked across
her clit, pressing my tongue tightly to her love trigger and she jerked
her hips, crying out loud in pleasure. Her voice echoed shortly among
the trees.
No sooner that her body relaxed again I moved up, to her face. I looked
at her and I saw she was crying. I got scared maybe I hurt her, but before
I could say anything she put her finger on my lips and shushed me.
- It's all right, Keep. It's all right - she whispered - Thank you so
very much.
- But... Why d'you cry? - I needed to know as I counseled her in my arms.
- It's stupid... You'll laugh at me... It's just that it was the first
time any man did it to me. I mean, used his mouth, y'know. And it felt
so good and I felt so happy I just needed to cry my emotions out.
- I wouldn't call it stupid. It's one of the sweetest things I've been
ever told - I admitted, lightly kissing her on her cheek.
She smiled and our lips met again and we started to kiss passionately. Kelly moved her hands to my chest and started unbuttoning my shirt. I somehow managed to kick off my trousers and pants - she moved them down blowing me anyway and I wanted to free myself from those restraints. Having finished, I reached to her skirt and unbuttoned it, pulling it down, below her knees. She kicked it off and simply lay there, wearing only her shirt.
- May I? - I started to unbutton her shirt. She didn't wear any bra underneath.
I've been watching her marvelous, firm, round breasts for the last two
days, but it still wasn't enough. Her bosom was maybe not big, but definitely
one of the most shapely I've ever seen. I couldn't help it and licked
across her rigid, erected nipple. Her body jerked as if an electric impulse
went through it and she gasped for air.
- Slow - she whispered - Or I'll die of pleasure in your arms and you
wouldn't like it. Though I definitely would.
- Oh, sure - I kissed her lightly on the lips and returned to her breasts.
She had round aureoles, now slightly swollen with excitement, surrounding
her poking nips, tensed standing at attention for my command.
- Be careful going in, OK.?
- Sure - I said, lowering myself to get my stiff, rigid pole between her
legs. I rubbed my dickhead against her soft pussy lips. There were very
few hair covering her lovely mound, all of them the same lovely flaming
color as her head. She helped me, guiding my dick with her soft, warm
hand until I was positioned just at the entrance to her love tunnel.
We exchanged glances and I started to pull slowly up, driving my steaming meat into her wet, hot, lovely, sexy opening. I passed her cunny lips and find myself inside the pulsing, velvety tunnel of her twat. I stopped for a moment, savoring the feeling, the first initial contact between our bodies, when the incredible bond comes into being, the sense of unity between two people, otherwise separate.
- Oh my... - she whispered - It seems so big. Will it fit in me?
- I'm sure it will. I'm don't seem to be the first one...
- You're the first one to be adult and so massive. Be slow, Keep.
I hugged her and started to drive my pole up her teenage cunny. She shivered, as I delved into her, inching my way ever so slowly. It seemed to last for eternity and it was a pleasurable eternity, I believe for both of us.
- How's that? - I asked, when I finally reached the end of her tunnel.
She accommodated the whole length of my cock. This small teenager was
great.
- I feel so full, like stuffed. But it's a good feeling and you're so
close and so fine - she whispered into my ear, hugging me tightly. We
started to move, making love. I withdrew my rigid pole halfway, only to
drive it back into Kelly's steaming, dripping pussy. Her love tunnel encased
my stick tightly, warmly, smoothly, like a custom-made glove. She closed
her eyes and purred quietly, like a little sweet kitten. She was one,
in a way.
We moved together, our bodies connected, our minds close. I could feel her muscles tense and relax around my dick in spasms. Her breathing quickened, so did my. I felt her whole body tremble and soon she had her orgasm. I thought she's going to crush my chest, she hugged me so tightly, biting her lip, most probably not to scream out loud. It felt so good to know I gave her pleasure. We continued to make love, while her climax subsided and she started to interact more again.
Soon I felt my own edge coming. I slowed down, to postpone that moment. Kelly noticed that.
- What's up? - she asked in a low voice, her eyes half closed.
- I'll be cumming soon.
- You can do it inside. It's a safe day - she whispered into my ear -
And I just want to feel you inside me. Please...
What she said excited me even more. I had to tense my muscles to try and not to cum right there and then. I moved couple more times, shoving deep into her. Finally the feeling overwhelmed me and I spurted my hot jism into this teenage girl. Her body jerked when the first wave of my pleasure hit the insides of her orifice. She yanked her head back and drove her nails into my back, leaving scratch marks. I spurted, time after time, again and again, flooding this young girl with my cum. Apparently she loved it, for she got another orgasm and we climaxed together, hugging each other, close as close ones can be.
It took us quite some time to recover. I didn't withdraw from her after I cum and we lay together, connected with my softening cock. Kelly opened her eyes and what I saw there was happiness. At least that's what I thought. And I wasn't wrong.
- Keep... That was great - she whispered - Wow! It feels so good.
- I'm glad to hear it, it was great for me too, honey - I kissed her friendly
on her cheek.
- Hold me tight - she said - Hold me like you never let me go...
And I held her. Tight. Like I never let her go. And only the moon shone over us, casting silvery shadows on our naked bodies. I pulled the blanket closer and cover her and then joined her under the blanket, for it was chilly in the open air.
- Mhh, that was something - Kelly said, putting her head on my chest.
I stroked her ginger hair.
- Care for one more, before we head back to the camp? - she asked. Sure
I did.
It was well past noon that we finally reached the main camp. We were supposed to leave our "Robinson" location at dawn, but the girls didn't seem to be able to organize themselves. In fact I wasn't either, having had almost no sleep for the previous two nights. Somehow we managed to pack all our stuff, bury our trash in a deep grave under a tall pine and leave.
At first I tried to encourage the girls to sing or do whatever else to make our march a bit nicer, but he didn't seem interested in cooperation at all. I exchange glances with Kelly once or twice, but we didn't talk much nor did anything else that could draw anybody's attention. With the corner of my eye I caught Alice staring at me, when she thought I couldn't see it. All the other girls also seemed excited...
Excited. As if they weren't excited enough for the past couple days, teasing me, running around naked and doing all kinds of things I could only imagine. All that didn't make it easier for me to act the proper way. And I wandered what will Allison say. I didn't believe I could hide anything from her at all.
We arrived at the main camp right on time to get some dinner. The other
two groups were already there, girls taking care of all sorts of important
things under the inspecting gaze of Allison. She spotted me as I entered
the clearing, leading my group toward the flagpole.
She approached and stopped in front of me. I raised my hand to stop the
marching girls and stood at attention.
- Commander. Group leader, Denver, reports everything is in perfect order.
Nothing important happened during the last two days.
- Thank you. Dismiss! - she shouted the word out loud, letting my girls
know the honeymoon is over and she's back in charge. They all sighed and
escaped to their tent.
- Come - she motioned he with her hand - You'll get some decent food.
Unless you'd rather have canned meat?
- Forget it! - I laughed.
We sat at the table and chatted idly while I was eating. Allison asked about what was going on in my sub camp, about the girls, anything.
- They behaved normal? - she was particularly curious about it.
- Well - I mumbled, chewing on a large bite of steak - They really insisted
on running topless all day long.
- Let me guess... Of course you opposed?
- Sure.
- And of course they did it anyway, not respecting your miserable protests...
- What else could I add to your brilliant description of the events? -
I looked at her, opening a bottle of beer. We've only recently arrived,
but Velma, whose squad was the first to return, managed to visit the city
already and bring food, booze and hundreds of other things. It seemed
I sucked the most out of the whole staff.
- I think you just wouldn't be yourself if you didn't use any possible opportunity to have fun - she looked at me across the table. She was right. In her eyes I could see she knew perfectly well what I thought about the whole thing.
- Oh, one more thing - she said, apparently remembering something suddenly - You had sex with her, didn't you?
I choked and started to cough, immediately loosing my breath. It took me a very long time to regain my composure. I looked up at Allison. There was no point in trying to lie to her. She wouldn't believe anything I said.
- Yes, I did.
- She came to you herself, didn't she?
- Yes, she did.
- Hope you had fun - she said, as she got up. She didn't seem angry or
anything. She just asked me matter-of-factly about some event that took
place and apparently was of lower importance for her. She was just curious
apparently.
- Not that it matters, but she's a hopeless case of nymphomania. We used
to try and treat it, but the psychiatrists didn't seem to be able to solve
the problem. Anyway, don't worry about it - she winked and left.
***
- Miss? - Velma looked up from her book upon hearing that. She looked at the visitor. It was Mel, from Kelly's squad, looking through the open entrance into the infirmary. Velma was in the middle of a breath taking chapter and it really didn't amuse her to be interrupted all of a sudden.
- Yes, what is it, Mel? - she closed her book.
- It's that... I'm ashamed...
- C'mon! What's that? Girl problems? You know you can tell me.
- Worse.
- So what is it? - Velma got somewhat worried upon hearing that.
- I feel like I have to go but it doesn't work...
- You mean, when you try to poop, you can't? - she sighed with relief.
An easy case.
- Yes, that's it... And I heard that there something that's called enema
you need to take in such a case. Though I don't really know what is it.
- You'll see in a moment. I guess that's not such a bad idea - Velma smiled
and motioned the girl to come into the tent. Then she made sure the entrance
was closed.
- OK. Remove your panties and lie down here, on your side.
- Do I have to? - Mel seemed really ashamed.
- D'you want me to help you? - Velma asked. Mel obediently unzipped her
trousers and pulled them down, tugged around her ankles. She managed to
get rid of them and she hooked her thumbs under her waistband and pulled
her panties down, putting them aside, on top of her trousers.
- Lie down on your side, I need to bring some warm water - Velma said. The teen sat down on the bed and then positioned herself comfortably. She was a bit anxious, though she knew perfectly well what was about to happen. She had no problems with shitting. She just needed to be clean back there to invite a man inside. A special man.
When Velma came back with a bottle full of warm water, Mel was lying down on the bed. The nurse poured the water into an enema bag. She mixed in some soap and herbs and stirred the liquid.
- So, are you ready young lady?
- Yeah...I think so... - Mel wasn't that sure about it. After all, she
was about to let Velma pour water into her butt and that wasn't the finest
prospect she could imagine.
- I'll try to make it nice and easy, just relax.
- Oh, OK. I'll try.
Velma turned around and opened a cabinet with glass door. She retrieved a small tube and unscrewed it.
- What's that? - Mel wanted to know.
- That's K-Y jelly - a slick cream that will make the enema nozzle slide
easily and quickly inside. It's a special thing for situations like that,
so don't worry - Velma assured the girl. She greased her finger with K-Y
jelly and touched the girl's anal opening. With her other hand she caught
her buttock and lifted it up, separating her ass-cheeks. Then she slightly
pushed the tip of her finger into Mel's asshole. She massaged the tightened
sphincter for a few moments, then she slightly pushed her finger into
the preteens butthole. Mel's body jerked.
- Is that all right? - Velma asked.
- I... I think so... - the girl answered.
- OK, then. I'll put the pipe in now - the nurse reached for the enema
nozzle, already well greased with a good portion of jelly. She put it
against the girl's rosebud and pressed on it. The slick plastic pipe slid
easily inside, deep into her intestine, up her rectum. Velma released
the girl's buttock.
Mel felt the long, cool, plastic pipe go inside her. She remembered the candle she accommodated in her back orifice just a few days before. The pipe was much thinner and it went in much easier. Or maybe it was thanks to the strange jelly Velma put on it...
- Ready? - Velma made sure. Mel was positive. The nurse released the valve and warm water started to flow down, along the pipe, through the plastic outlet right into the teenage asshole. The girl could feel it coming in, the warm, steady pressure of water penetrating her bowels. She could sense it make it's way up her intestine, slowly climbing toward the middle of her belly, gurgling inside her.
She was lying still and concentrating on the sensations going on inside her bum and belly. The water was still flowing freely into her, the pressure of it slowly rising but still bearable so far. Velma asked her about it once or twice but she replied it was all right. She was determined to be clean and nice inside. She had a date that night after all.
- OK, I think it's all in - Velma lowered the enema bag she held in her hand and looked inside. It was empty. All the liquid was now in Mel's intestines. The girl sighed with relief, for the pressure of the enema was becoming a bit too much for her. The nurse slightly parted the girl's buttock with her fingers and pulled out the enema nozzle. Some liquid dribbled from the tightened rosebud and sunk into the blanket covering the bad. Velma took some toilet paper and wiped the girl's butt carefully.
- Great - the preteen said - What now?
- I'm afraid that's not over yet. You need to keep it inside for some
time. I think half an hour approximately should be enough. Can you do
it?
- Sure... - the girl replied meekly. She wasn't that sure.
- Then you just lie here, nice and still and I'll be back in about quarter
of an hour, OK? - Sure, go ahead...
Velma put the equipment down on the desk and left. Mel slowly massaged her belly with her hand. The soapy water inside her gurgled and moved about, making her feel a little bit dizzy. It wasn't that unpleasant, but it wasn't anything close to pleasant either. She spent next twenty or so minutes trying not to concentrate on what was going on inside her. Instead, she was thinking about the man she expected to meet that night. So far he should've received her note that she left for him. Mel wondered if he was going to come. He did come twice before...
Mel though about the K-Y jelly again. It helped her very much to get the pipe up her bum. If it was so good, it should also help get something else in there. Something bigger and thicker...
Velma came back finally and she started cleaning the enema equipment. When she was finished, she put it down on the table to dry.
- How do you feel? - she asked the preteen.
- Not bad - was the reply - What now?
- Can you reach the trenches, or would you rather like to expel the enema
in here?
- Kidding? Here? To the bucket? -the girl was disgusted - I go to the
mine field - she shrugged, sitting up on the bed. Then she felt it wouldn't
be so easy. She managed to put on her panties and the trousers.
- Here you go - Velma handed over a roll of toilet paper and smiled -
Better be quick. Good luck.
Mel stood up and carefully walked out of the tent. Oh yeah, it wasn't easy. Her belly was heavy with the water and it felt like the liquid inside her suddenly badly wanted to escape. She felt a strong pressure on her sphincter. She tried to tighten it and walked on, until she was far enough from the camp.
She unzipped her trousers and pulled them down, together with her panties. Doing it, she squatted. Her muscle gave up and a thick stream of dark fluid squirted from her asshole, splashing around on the moss and grass. She felt a sudden great relief and tensed her muscles, pushing the enema out of her body. It squirted again, another wave of smelly soapy water. Mel took her time to get rid of every last drop of it.
When she finally wiped her butt nicely with the paper and pulled up her trousers she felt great. It was not only that the unpleasant feeling inside her belly was gone. She felt clean, light; simply nicer than before. She smiled and walked slowly toward the camp.
Meanwhile in the infirmary Velma put the enema equipment back into the box. She reached her hand and closed the glass door of the cabinet. Then she blinked and opened it again. No doubt. There were three tubes of KY jelly in the morning. And now there were only two left. She searched the shelf but one tube was apparently missing. Whatever, she thought finally, it's not poisonous. Even if one of the girls took it, she wouldn't die from it. Of course, if she applies in from the right end...
***
I looked at the small piece of paper again and read it for the twentieth time.
"See me at midnight at the lake shore, half a kilometer east from the camp"
A girlish writing for sure, couple words scribbled on a piece of paper, most probably a torn-off page from a note book. I received two notes like that one before. The notes were followed by Alice and the following night by Kelly. It seemed the bet included somebody else. Another girl eager to meet me on a special purpose.
I supposed it was part of the madness that Kelly told me about, the strange rush inspired by the appearance of Alice, who, from what I found out so far was a hopeless nymphomaniac. At least so it seemed from what her older sister said and from what her friends apparently confirmed. Whew, had I know it back then, when I first met Alice. When was it? Months before, I realized.
Surprisingly, Alice proved to be quite ordinary. She may have been experienced, but she was neither particularly skillful, nor talented in the arts of love.
I wondered for the hundredth time who would come that evening. It was some girl from Kelly's squad, that one thing was for sure. Nina and Timmy didn't count, they were way too young or at least that's what I thought. That left three of them - Mel, Chrissy and Sammy. Gosh! I rubbed my eyes with the top of my hand. What the hell's going on at all?! I was trying to figure out which preteen girl is going to impale herself on me. Two weeks ago, before I came to the camp, I would never think situations like that would be at all probable.
Well, yes, I had my little adventure with Andi, but that wasn't that common after all. Or maybe I was the last man on the face on Earth who believed so. Maybe things were completely different? Maybe it was normal for young girls to have sex with adult men? Yeah, sure. And there was also life on Mars.
- Whacha doin'? - Allison came into the tent. I managed to stuff the
paper note into the breast pocket of my shirt before she noticed it. I
didn't need her ask me more questions about having sex with one of her
girls.
- Just thinkin'... - I replied - Maybe I should get some sleep. The last
two days were real tiring.
- Beeeep. Wrong answer - she said - Move your ass and come swimming with
us. And you wouldn't be so tired if you used the night to sleep instead
of fooling around.
- Ali! I told you... - I started to excuse myself again. She already knew
every single detail about me and Alice. I told her nothing about Kelly
though.
- Don't get miserable, I just wanted to rattle your cage - she grinned
- I damn well know what she's able to do. That's incurable.
- Wait! - I exclaimed - Are you trying to say that you expected such things
to happen here, when you took both of us to the camp?
- I hoped she can refrain from raping you - she shrugged her shoulders
- I must've been mistaken. Sue me...
- Aghr! Women... - I sighed and got up. We left the tent. What have I
gotten into, I thought.
I have gotten myself into the fulfillment of my wildest dreams. Into some sort of Heaven On Earth. Into the most right place for such and old pervert like me.
- Anyway - Allison said, as we walked - We're going home tomorrow, so
she won't have too many opportunities to throw herself on anyone.
- Yeah... - I nodded. That was right, our last night at the camp was coming.
I was a bit sorry to leave that place after those wonderful ten days I
spent here.
- D'you plan to run a camp like that next year? - I asked, when we were
already on the beach.
- Yeah, why? Care to join us? - she smiled, looking at me.
- Maybe...
That evening we had a fire. We were singing all the songs we knew and of course the girls made me sing "Memories" again. Our Ring of Friendship lasted a little bit longer than usual. Finally, everyone was off to beds, though neither Allison, nor Velma nor me believed anybody is really going to sleep. We still had some things to do like packing our stuff and trying to put it into car somehow. Velma was supposed to go back in her Pontiac, while Allison intended to take the girls to a nearby railway station and go by train.
- I could really use some help with those little brats on the train -
she said. I'd be more eager to help, if not for my new car that I wasn't
going to leave alone on the island.
Finally all the most important things were done and I managed to sneak
out of the camp somehow. It was already a quarter after midnight. I walked
along the shore, heading east, just as I was asked to do in the note I
received. It wasn't even ten minutes that I reached a small clearing.
Someone was sitting on an old, fallen tree.
- Hello, Mel! - I said, coming closer. She looked up at me and sighed
with relief.
- Hello, Mr. Denver! I was already anxious you're not gonna come at all...
- How could I disappoint such a nice girl? - I grinned. I guess I should
stop smooth talking to girls. It just seemed unfair. But, heck, on the
other hand - I was honest and serious when I said something like I've
just told Mel. So why worry?
- You've been waiting long? - I asked, sitting by her side. She shook
her head no.
- I wondered who'd that be this time - I said, lighting a cigarette. I
should've asked her first, I thought. Oh, well...
- And? - she asked, anxious, looking at me - Whom did you expect?
- I took under my consideration you. And one more girl.
- Is it good it's me, not her?
- Sure - I puffed the smoke. I was a bit nervous and wanted to end that
silly talk but there was nothing I could think of.
- So, like, I'm relieved. I was very nervous about it all. And I still
am very much - she admitted - It's just that, you know, Mr. Denver, it's
all so strange and stuff.
- Oh, yeah - I smiled - It is strange. And call me Keep, by the way. All
my lovers call me by my first name - now, the last line sounded like a
crap straight-to-video type hero. Like a stupid kind of guys I deeply
disliked.
- Gee, great thanks, Keep - she beamed a smile - I mean, it is strange
and I never did it before... I mean, it's not that I didn't have sex before,
but not with a man like you - she kept on babbling - And I'm all so nervous
and stuff... Much unlike me...
- Don't be nervous, Mel - I extinguished the cigarette butt under my shoe
and moved myself closer to her - There's nothing to be anxious about.
Let's make it clear - you're in the lead, if you want something, do it.
If not, then don't. I'm not gonna force anything, so don't be afraid.
If you want to withdraw, just let me know. I'm not exactly sure what made
you all come to me with this kind of thing, but I'm goddamn glad you chose
me.
- I think I get it - she grinned - You don't know? - she seemed surprised.
- Most probably because of some strange bet. Am I right?
- Oh, yeah, it was strange. Let's forget it now, OK? Kiss me, Keep, please?
- she gave me a little girl stare. And then my reason shyly hid somewhere,
giving place for my instincts.
She was still a bit nervous and anxious, I could sense it in her behavior, in her gesture. I was about to comment on it when she removed her shirt and I forgot it. Once again I was confronted with her big, round, firm, perfectly developed boobs. And once again I was completely awestruck. I could only stare at those wonderful breasts totally dumbstruck.
- What's wrong? - she asked, noticing my confusion.
- Oh, nothing at all - I said - It's just that I'm amazed. I mean, your
bosom is amazing.
- You really like them? - she smiled and turned sideways, putting her
hands under her boobs to lift them a bit - I always thought they were
way too big to be pretty...
- I can't share your opinion, I'm afraid, for this is one of the most
beautiful pairs of boobs I've ever had the opportunity to see...
- You're so dear, Keep - she hugged me, pressing her lovely young firm
tits against me. I got an idea.
- Ever heard of the Spanish trick, Mel? - I asked.
- Nope - she pouted - And what's that? Something to do with sex maybe?
- Very much to do with sex in fact - I explained promptly - It's all about
the right size and firmness of woman's breasts.
- Don't get it - she said. I marveled, looking at her, standing in front
of me, wearing only her jeans shorts and nothing else. The pale moonlight
cast shadows over her young ripe body.
- It's when a man puts his, y'know, his thing between the girl's boobs
and she helps him feel good - I stuttered.
- Like, you mean, I'm supposed to jack you off with my tits? - she grinned.
I could only nod to tell her how right she was.
Not saying another word she just put her hands on her lovely, young titties and encased my dick with her flesh. She started to rub it up and down. I could feel the wonderful softness and smoothness of her skin, the firm feeling of her maturing breasts, the warmth of her body in the cool night air. It was such an overwhelming feeling.
She moved her breasts up and down my dick, pressing them against my stiff, swollen member. Soon I was rock hard and stiff like an iron rod. I didn't want to play anymore and I told her that.
- Well, OK... - she whispered - But there's one thing, Keep...
- What's it? Tell me, Mel - I knelt in front of her, having her lovely
round boobs right at my eye level. Her nipples were erected, stiff and
poking. Some of my precum glistened on her bare, flawless skin.
- It's just that I... - she apparently didn't know what to say.
- Is it your...? - I tried asking. She shook her head.
- No, it's just that... Do you like to do it from behind? - she asked,
looking at me - I mean, so that you put it into girl's butt? You know?
- Oh... - I nodded - Sure I do! Very much in fact! Is it what you want
to do now? - I made sure.
- Whew... It's good you like it. Yes, I want to do it that way, OK? I
want to have your thing in my poop hole.
- That's gonna be a pleasure for me, my little Mel - I assured - By the
way, it's sometimes called the Greek way, did you know?
I was really happy. I just loved sticking my one eyed snake up some nice, tight asshole. Allison knew it already, Velma only recently learnt about that and now I was going to penetrate this sweet, young 13-year-old butthole of little Mel. Was it heaven? If not, I can't imagine what else could.
- So, like... I brought this - she retrieved a small tube from her pocket - I guess it'll make things easier, OK?
I took the tube and examined it. KY jelly. Well, well... Professionally equipped young lady. Who'd have expected, I thought.
- Sure, we'll use it - I smiled. She looked at me again and then turned around. I watched carefully as she slowly pulled her jeans short down, to her ankles and then she kicked them aside. She was wearing gray cotton thongs, plain, with wide elastic blue waistband. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her pants and pulled them down as well. With this action she was now stark naked. I stared in amazement at her lovely, round bottom, almost drooling.
- So, like, you can take care of me - she looked at me over her shoulder and she knelt down. Then she propped herself on her hands. She was now in the knee-chest position, her buttocks high in the air and slightly parted so that I looked directly at the darker spot in the middle of the cleavage where her anal opening was located. I knelt down beside her and lowered my head and licked across her tight rosebud.
Her body jerked when she felt it. I licked some more, trying to press
my tongue into her elastic, tight little hole. She moaned quietly with
pleasure.
I put some jelly on my finger and started to rub it slowly all over her
tightened opening. She told me she liked the cool feeling of the gel.
I massaged her rosebud, trying to push my finger inside, easing my way
for the dick that was throbbing in anticipation. I pressed my index finger
some more and it slid halfway inside. Mel squealed quietly when she felt
it come in.
- OK, Mel? - I asked. She nodded.
- Keep on working - she said and she wiggled her bottom slightly from
side to side. It didn't take me long to work her butt a bit less tight
so that I could already dive my index finger up her anus. I moved it in
and out, in and out, stretching her sphincter slightly to the sides, opening
her more and more. Soon I was able to add another finger and I now fingerfucked
her sweet, 13-year-old asshole with my two fingers. She moaned quietly,
apparently liking the sensation she received.
- Put it in - she said, looking at me over her shoulder - I don't want to wait anymore!
I removed my fingers from her with a quiet pop sound and knelt beside her. Then I ordered her to lie on her back and raise her legs. I smeared a handful of lubricant all over my swollen, stiff member.
- But you were supposed, you know, from the back - she opposed.
- Worry not, my sweet. I know what I'm doing - I answered and propped
my body on my hands, lowering myself over her. She held her legs high
up in the air, on my both sides. Her lovely cunny was exposed, covered
with a bush of soft, curly hair. Slightly lower I could make out her butthole,
partially open now, stretched with my fingers that worked it up and down
just a few moments before. It looked like a perfect, black circle on her
fair complexion.
I lowered myself some more, in fact supporting my weight on my knees now and touched her back orifice with the head of my cock. She felt it and gasped.
- Be careful, please - she looked up at me. I reached with my hand and
applied some more KY jelly on my dick. Then I tickled her anus with my
fingers and positioned my dick at the entrance to her body. I lowered
myself, pushing with my whole weight and my dickhead popped inside her.
She squealed loudly and bit her lip. Her eyes rolled.
I stopped, waiting until she could accommodate me inside. As soon as the
tension of her sphincter around my shaft loosened I started to drive my
iron hard pole deeper inside. It wasn't before long that I was buried
in her butt till the base of my prick.
- How does that feel? - I asked. She smiled.
- It's never been so stretched. I mean, nothing that huge was inside me
before. Adult men apparently have much greater tools... - she admitted,
breathing heavily. She was aroused - I could see her girl juice dribble
from her pink snatch, flow down her crack and lubricate my dick as I was
withdrawing it.
I withdrew almost completely and started to push back inside. She bit her lip, but I judged it was more of pleasure than discomfort and kept on impaling her. Soon I was back again inside her with my whole length. I started to move in and out of her, faster and faster, with longer, stronger strokes, with more force, trying to reach deeper and deeper into her young, fresh teenage body.
I pumped her, faster and faster, her stretched anus making low, smacking sounds as it devoured and released my hard, pulsating shaft. She responded, bucking her hicks, pressing her butt and grinding it against the base of my cock, responding to my movements.
I kept screwing her for quite a time. I felt a wave of pleasure wash over her and she moaned loudly. Her climax subsided, but not long after another shattered her young body and she almost wept now. Soon I felt my own orgasm coming.
- I'm about to finish, may I? - I looked into her 13-year-old eyes, wide open with excitement and pleasure. She just blinked to let me know it's OK. She breathed heavily, gasping for air, embracing me tightly with her arms.
I made another long, deep stroke, impaling her to the limits and I spurted. I pumped wave after wave inside her hot, pulsating, dripping wet rectum. I splashed pools of my hot, sticky jism up her young body, giving her an orgasmic, organic enema.
When the overwhelming wave of pleasure subsided I collapsed on top of her, unable to move or to say anything. We were both spent and exhausted.
The final day of the camp came eventually. I didn't think anybody was happy. I wasn't for sure and I don't suppose you'd be if you were in my shoes. In the morning, right after the breakfast, Allison called the last special assembly.
All the girls gathered in squads around the flagpole, forming a neat square.
- OK, girls! - Allison announced, looking at them - Unfortunately, every
good thing ends finally and so our camp has also ended. There are several
things I want to say now.
- First of all, I want to thank all of you for how you behaved toward
Alice. I'm glad you made friends with her and acted nice. That means our
Wilderness Girls ideals of help and of friendship are alive and strong.
That gives all the staff a big deal of satisfaction.
The girls started to stir. It seemed Allison was going to talk long and in fact she did. Finally she somehow managed to say most of what she wanted.
- Now, the thing all of you were waiting for - she looked at the girls.
They became a bit more lively.
- Nominations!
- All squads! - Velma shouted - At attention! - we waited until everyone
was at attention.
- As of today's order - Allison read from the order book - I hereby promote
squad leader, Kelly Marsh, to the rank of the eagle!
I noticed Kelly was more than happy to hear it. She glanced at me with the corner of her eye and smiled.
- I grant Alice the rank of volunteer. So it is done with Nina, Evelyn,
Timmy, Jane and Tori - Allison kept reading, mentioning more and more
girls given new ranks or promoted to higher ones. I didn't really get
what was going on with the whole thing, but who cared anyway?
- As my final word, I want to say one thing to or youngest and newest
girls who became volunteers today. The rank you've been given is just
the first step in our hierarchy. I strongly believe you will continue
to climb this path, bearing our ideals in mind.
- Everyone, at attention! - Velma shouted.
- I declare this camp to be ended successfully - Allison announced.
- Everyone! Dismiss! - it was Velma again. Everyone looked around. It
was time to part and we all were a bit sad.
- Now, girls! You will all come back by train! Stick to Ms. Allison and
don't do anything stupid! - Velma tried to get through the noise. Allison
come to me.
- You go home? - she asked.
- Dunno... - I said sheepishly - Haven't planned anything - I shrugged.
- Velma will stay here and wait for the guys from the company that owns
the island. They will disassemble the camping site and take away the stuff.
- And you?
- I go with the girls, by train.
- Can you manage them all at once? - I was surprised.
- Hope so - she winked. Then she thought about something for a brief moment.
- There's one more thing. Can you do me a favor?
- Anything you wish...
- OK. One of the girls sprained her ankle yesterday...
- When? - I was surprised. I didn't know anything about it.
- I believe you were out of camp when it happened. At night - she looked
at me thoughtfully. I preferred not to get into that topic any further.
- Whatever. So, you want me to give her a ride?
- Yeah. If you could drop her down at the Holy Spirit Orphanage in our
town? Tomorrow morning. That's about the time we should be there as well.
Our train arrives at 9 o'clock in the morning.
- Sure. No problem with that.
- So, that's settled. I'll send her to you. Now, good bye - she said and
gave me a friendly peck on the cheek - See you tomorrow. And take good
care of her.
- So long. And don't worry, you know me.
- Yeah, that's why I should be worried - she laughed and turned around.
- Everyone! - she shouted and blew her whistle - Marching column! In squads!
Prepare to move out!
The girls formed a column, all of them with their backpacks on their backs. They started to wave their hands at me and Velma, who stood near. We waved back and the girls marched out, lead by Allison.
- I guess we need to say our good byes - Velma said, putting her hand
on my shoulder - You go and I need to stay here some more.
- I guess so - I smiled. I grew to like that girl very much. Not to mention
the great moments we had together. I couldn't get the image of her naked
buttocks out of my head.
- See you some time, then - she said and she kissed me full on the lips.
I was mildly surprised but didn't oppose.
- I'll send you the last girl - Velma turned around, going away. I sighed
and got into my car. All my things were packed, scattered at the back
seat. I started the engine and browsed through my CDs, looking for something
nice to listen to on the road.
- May I climb in? - I heard a voice. I knew this voice. I knew everything
about that particular girl - her hair, her face, her slender, young body,
flawless skin, round, firm butt...
- Mr. Denver? - she asked when I didn't react, frozen in surprise.
- Yes? - I blinked and looked up. I was right. Chrissy was standing by
the side of my 4WD brand new Japanese carriage.
- Am I supposed to drive you back to the orphanage? - I asked and she
nodded, beaming a smile at me.
- Did you sprain your ankle last night? - I asked further.
- Did you believe that bullshit? - she answered with a question.
- I'm not sure... Why should you lie?
- Will you let me in finally? - she asked, poking her head inside through
the opened window.
- Sure - I snapped the door open. She climbed inside and took her place,
throwing her backpack on the back seat.
- Let's go! - she grinned.
I released the hand brake and changed the gear. Then we moved out, following the dirt road that led toward the strange ferry. In couple minutes we overtook the marching column of Wilderness Girls. I honked and we both waved at the girls. They cheered and waved back at us.
- So, what's the deal - I asked, when we were on the ferry already, getting
to the other side of the canal. Luckily I managed to learn to operate
it during one of my escapades to the nearby town.
- You need to get me back tomorrow morning, huh? - Chrissy glanced at
me. I nodded.
Her green hair shone in the early midday sun, glistening with bright, emerald starlets and highlights. I noticed she looked really cute - wearing a short uniform skirt, but instead of the blouse she had a thin shirt with short sleeves, tied in a knot under her breast line. It was a bit old, worn out and washed so many times it became almost translucent. I could easily make out the darker spots of her aureoles under the thin fabrics.
- So, that gives us almost a whole day. And I was also included in the
bet in our squad and I just didn't have time to fulfill the dare. So I
hoped we could, y'know, now... - she suddenly got very ashamed, very blushed
and very quiet and turned away from me.
- Chrissy - I said, coming closer and putting my hand on her shoulder
- You just need to tell me, what do you want. And you need to be sure,
got it? - I looked into her eyes as she turned to face me.
- And you can just call me Keep, if you want...
- Sure, Mist... err... Keep! Sure I want!
- Hop in, we're across - I said. We drove off the ferry and climbed the
dirt road toward the town. Not long after we speeded toward the interstate
highway. I browsed my CDs again and retrieved one.
- You like Ultravox? - I asked.
- And what's that? - she pulled a face of complete astonishment. I burst
into laughter.
- I forgot you were born in the nineties... Sorry, my dear. They used
to be great pop stars once. Care to try?
- Sure - she said, loading the CD into the player. I accelerated. The
music came from the speakers. I recognized the first track. "Love's
great adventure".
"Standing on my own,
it didn't mean that much to me,
I thought I had it all
I didn't see the mystery..."
I glanced at the preteen on the passenger seat and she looked back at me. Then she moved to the side and kissed me on my cheek. We drove toward the sun, having adventure waiting for us.
- Just one more thing, Keep - she whispered, avoiding my look - Promise you'll be gentle, it's gonna be my fist time...
THE END
June 2003 - January 2004
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