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Campfire Girls

Written by Mongo

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The following is a work of fiction.  It is a story of preteens having sexual relations.  If you are offended by this, stop reading now.

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Chapter 1


	"You want me to what?"
	It was the first official day of summer camp at Camp Misty Lake.  I had volunteered as a counselor for the summer at the urgings of my fiance, Tricia.  "It'll be a good experience for you," she said.  Sure, crammed in a cabin with eight screaming boys ages six to twelve is a good experience.  I'd rather have had dental surgery.  But she insisted, and it was still too early in our relationship to get away with saying "no" to her.  So I had enlisted . . . er, volunteered.  Oh, well, I thought.  Maybe spending a little quality time with some kids would do me some good.
	Of course, I hadn't expected the news I received.
	"Listen, Chuck," said Tim, the head counselor.  "It happens every year, so maybe we should have been ready for it.  But there's nothing we can do about it now.  The fact is, we have more girls than we have boys, and we have more male counselors than we have women.  Somebody has to take a girls' cabin, and that somebody is you."
	"But why me?" I asked.
	"You're the new one.  The others have seniority, and they all declined."
	"But I don't know anything about being a counselor to girls.  I was trained to counsel boys."
	"You were trained to counsel, period.  Look, at their age, kids are kids.  You make sure they don't burn down the forest, you get them up, make sure they clean the cabin, and all that.  If it's privacy you're concerned with, I'll put you in Cabin H.  It has a separate room for counselors.  You'll be fine."
	So that was how I became the counselor for seven girls ages six to twelve.  "Kids are kids" indeed!  These girls were like no kids I knew of at all.  In fact, no amount of training could have prepared me for what was in store for me.
	The buses arrived that afternoon, and I was supposed to stay in the cabin and wait until my kids arrived.  They were to go to orientation in the cafeteria first and report to their cabins immediately after to unpack and prepare for the evening meal.  I had already unpacked and sat in my "private" bedroom.  How was this supposed to be private?  There was no door to the room.  At least I had a decent bed, not like the bunks that lined the walls of the cabin.  Well, they were kids; they should have no trouble sleeping in them.
	The first to arrive was a bouncy girl named Becky.  She raced into the cabin and claimed the lower bunk closest to the door.  She was pretty, with almond-shaped eyes and a wide smile.  She was followed immediately by a younger version of herself, Missy, who dropped her bags in the middle of the floor and pouted.  
	"No fair!" she grumbled.  "You got a head start."
	"Move it," came a voice behind her.  An oriental girl squeezed through the door and claimed a top bunk.  Her name was Tammy, and she was proud to say she was from Los Angeles, as if that meant something to Floridians.
	Girl after girl filed through the door.  There was Susie, a seven-year-old blonde with pigtails; Sarah, with two ponytails on the sides of her head and a spattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose; and Kylie, eight years old and with an attitude.
	Jennifer was the last girl to arrive.  She sauntered into the cabin with an air about her that said "primed and ready."  I didn't know what she was ready for, but I would soon find out.  Jennifer had long blond hair and piercing blue eyes.  You know the kind, like they're looking right through the surface into your inner soul.  She handled herself so maturely one would never know she was only ten years old.  She was beautiful and she knew it, and that made her dangerous.  
	There they were: seven girls placed in my care.  What the hell was I supposed to do, teach them needlepoint?  Oh, well . . . better make the best of it.
	"Okay, girls," I said.  "My name's Chuck, and I'm gonna be your counselor for the next two weeks."  That caused some serious murmurring.  "I know, but there's no one else left to be cour counselor, so I'm it.  Now get yourself settled and ready for dinner.  There's a campfire meeting tonight after dinner, then free time until lights out at eleven."
	The girls milled around the cabin setting it up to their liking.  Jennifer came up to me, surprisingly close, and looked into my eyes.  "I never had a male counselor before," she confessed.  "It should be interesting."  She smiled, a smile that revealed much without saying anything.  I had no idea what she was getting at.
	The evening passed with no difficulty.  The girls were very receptive to me as their counselor and followed my orders to the letter.  Maybe being a counselor for girls was a blessing.  I never expected the boys to be this receptive.  After dinner all of the campers met at the ampitheatre where a large wood fire burned in the center.  We all sang songs, and some of the counselors did their best to tell scary stories.  They weren't very scary.  I had heard them long ago.  But the younger campers were enraptured by the stories.  But at their age, everything is new.
	Free time before bed was not really free at all.  It was the time everyone was to take care of their own personal hygene, showers, teeth brushing, and the like.  I retreated to my room and allowed the girls to do whatever they were supposed to.  There were two showers in the bathroom, allowing the girls to get their showers done quickly.  They had to get them done quickly, after all.  This was a cabin, and the hot water heater was no bigger than a five-gallon bucket.
	Tammy came out of the shower dressed in a nightshirt.  "Jennifer, your turn," she called as she passed by my doorway. 
	"I'm coming," I heard Jennifer say.  
	I didn't expect her to come past my doorway completely naked.  She dropped her washcloth right in front of me.  "Oops, clumsy me," she said as she bent over to pick it up.  
	Boy, did I ever get an eyeful.  I turned my head as quickly as I could, but the sight of that perfectly rounded bottom was forever etched into my memory.  Jennifer laughed and tossed her hair as she strode off toward the showers.  She was teasing me and I knew it.  But I was surprised to find that the teasing was starting to work.  Stop it, I thought to myself.  She's only ten years old.  You have no interest in ten-year-olds.
	But I wasn't convincing myself.

	I was always a heavy sleeper.  A bomb could go off in my bedroom and I would not be awoken.  It doesn't matter if I'm in a strange bed either.  I can sleep just about anywhere.  
	But the constant shaking of my body was enough to bring me out of my coma-like slumber.  I wanted to rub my eyes, but they couldn't move.  I forced my eyes open to see what had woken me, only to find Jennifer straddling my chest and looking down at me.
	"What the . . ." I struggled for the words.  "What the hell are you doing?"
	"I  told you this would be interesting," she said with that smile of hers.  "This is the interesting part."	
	It was then that I realized that she was completely naked.  Her tiny breasts poked out like acorns, and her pussy was completely hairless.  I was naked also, and my hands and feet were tied securely to the bedposts.  What had I gotten myself into?
	"What are you going to do, Jennifer?" asked Becky, who stood to my right.  She was also naked, with no breasts to speak of.  In fact, all the girls of the cabin lined the bedside, each one naked as the day they were born, even little Missy, who looked like she didn't quite know where she was or what she was doing.
	"I'm gonna give you all a lesson in loving," said Jennifer.  She bent down and licked my ear, then drew her tongue down my neck and to my chest.  As she slid down my body I felt my cock swelling.  What was happening?  She's a ten-year-old girl for christ sake!
	She took my cock firmly in her hands.  "They just melt over this," she said, and she sucked it right into her mouth.  I almost came right then and there.  God, this girl knew what she was doing.  She somehow got me halfway into her mouth, and I could feel the tongue massaging me over and under, back and forth.  I was in heaven, and yet I knew there would be hell to pay.
	"Stop it this instant!" I cried.  "You're just a kid for chrissakes!"
	Jennifer's reply was only to suck harder.  I groaned under the sensation of this tiny mouth over my dick, and though I urged her to stop, I wanted the feeling to go on forever.  What was I thinking?  I'm no pedo, for christ sakes.  I'm engaged to be married.  I'm gonna have a family someday.  I have no interest in kids.
	I didn't do a very good job at convincing myself.  I felt my load building up and getting ready to dump into this tiny mouth.  I started going over mathematic equations in my mind to get my thoughts off of what was going on with my cock and this little girl's mouth, but it was not working.
	"The square root is equal to the . . . in every right triangle there are two . . . oh GOD I'M GONNA CUMMMM . . .!!!"
	Jennifer pulled my cock free from her mouth and jammed something over it.  "Not if I can help it you're not," she said.  
	"What are you doing?" I asked.
	"It's a penis ring.  It'll keep you from spending your load and let us all have a chance at you.  Just sit back and enjoy the fireworks."
	Jennifer sucked the cock back into her mouth, and as much as I wanted to cum right into her mouth I found that I couldn't.  The load was building up so much I thought I was going to explode!  
	"Next," Jennifer announced, and she climbed off of the bed motioned for one of the other girls to give it a try.  Becky giggled and climbed up onto the bed, and without hesitation glommed onto my penis that stood like a tower.  Her mouth was smaller, and her tongue could not get the movement as Jennifer's did, but still the feeling was like nothing I had ever experienced before.  
	Jennifer straddled my left leg and began to rub her tiny hairless cunt up and down my thigh.  She fingered her clit and closed her eyes, allowing the rhythm take her.  Tammy, curious of the new thing she saw, gave it a try on my other leg.  I had two girls getting off on me by humping my legs!  Becky continued to suck, and Jennifer grabbed Becky's pussy in her free hand and began to stroke.  The result was even more sucking on my dick as Becky's hips began to move in the rhythm of Jennifer's stroking.  God, I was ready to explode in a shower of cum all over the room, but the ring around my cock held my load in.
	Jennifer moved up my body and straddled my chest.  Becky moved aside and allowed Sarah to take my cock, and Becky began to hump my leg.  Jennifer grabbed a handful of my hair and lifted my head closer to her hairless pussy.  "Now it's your turn," she said.  "Show me what that tongue of yours can do."
	All pretense of denial of what I was . . . what I had become tonight . . . had gone clean out the window.  I buried my face into that tiny pussy, lapping at her clit with my tongue, shoving it deep into her hole.  Sarah's lips and tongue filled my cock to bursting, and it began to hurt.  Jennifer moaned and shoved her slit harder into my face, but I needed no more encouragement.  I was caught up in the orgy, with no thought of consequenses.  All I wanted was for these girls to continue to do to me what they were doing, and I would reciprocate in kind.  
	Jennifer slid from my chest, and I almost called her back.  Instead she urged Sarah onto my chest, and Kylie moved her freckled face over my cock.  Her lips were the most dexterous of all!  I saw Jennifer lay Missy onto the bed beside me, and she buried her face into the six-year-old's tiny pussy.  Missy giggled and said it tickled, but all sight was lost as Sarah shoved her own pussy onto my face.  I continued with her what I had done to Jennifer, and soon Sarah was also groaning and bucking with me.  Kylie's tongue moved from my dick to my ballsack and back to my dick, and it was throbbing under the pressure of my load.  I didn't think that stupid ring would hold it in, but Jennifer picked her toys well.
	"Okay," said Jennifer.  "Everyone move back.  He's ready."
	"Ready for what?" Tammy wanted to know.
	Jennifer straddled me and lifted her tiny pussy to the tip of my cock.  I knew exactly what she was going to do.  Should I stop her?  Warn her of the perilous path she was taking?  I knew what I should have done, but I said nothing.  I just wanted that tiny pussy around my cock right then.
	"Watch carefully, girls," Jennifer said with that dimpled smile.  God, I loved dimples.  "You'll all have a chance."
	And with that she impaled herself onto my throbbing cock.  The reaction was immediate!  Jennifer cried out and began to buck up and down, her long blond hair flying with her.  My cock slid easily into that tight space, and I let my head fall back to the pillow.  I said nothing . . . I couldn't form audible words.  The only sounds coming from me were the rhythmic grunts that matched Jennifer's.  She continued, until I could see her own orgasm coming on.
	"Ah, ah, ah, aah, aaah . . . "
	"Are you okay?" asked Becky.
	"Aaah, aaaah , AAAAH, AAAAAH, AAAIIIIEEEEEYYYY!!!!!"
	Her back arched, and she spasmed, and I could feel the warm juices flowing down my cock and across my belly.  She came so hard that she almost bucked right off of the bed.  The spasms subsided, and she rested on her hands and knees over my body, the crown of my cock still in her pussy.
	"That . . . that was absolutely wonderful," she managed to say.  "Who's next?"
	Becky had been rubbing her own clit as Jennifer rode me and was ready to try.  Jennifer slid to the side and allowed Becky to straddle me, and as Jennifer took my cock into my hand to guide it, Becky just dropped down onto me.  My cock slid right in with little resistance.  Her cherry had already been broken, by dildo or cock I didn't know.  But she was ready.
	One after the other the girls took their turns, each reaching climax while I was hindered from my own.  Becky came so hard that she had lost conciousness for a moment, but Jennifer tended to her while Tammy took her turn.  I always fantasized about doing an Oriental as I grew up.  I didn't expect it to happen though, especially with such a young girl.  But she was as adept as the other two, and soon I was thrusting along with her.  She cried out something in Japanese as she came, then collapsed onto my chest.
	Kylie shoved Tammy to the side and took her own turn.  I knew I was being used, violated in a way that I thought impossible, yet I endured it.  Hell, I reveled in it!  Kylie's pussy was the tightest yet, and I wanted so badly to cum into her and yet I couldn't.  Susie's pussy was tighter still, and my cock had very little room to move in her.  What wonderful sensations I was experiencing, as the other girls took turns humping my leg or shoving their pussies into my face.  I gave as much as I got, yet only they were allowed to orgasm, which they did frequently, covering my body in their love juices.  
	When Susie spasmed for the last time, she turned to Missy who had been getting tongued by me and said "You're the last.  You ready?"
	She was still giggling at the tongue waggling on her clit, and she had orgasmed once onto my face.  I was surprised to find that girls so young could cum so much.  I stopped licking, and Missy turned to face Jennifer.
	"I'm scared," she said.
	"Don't worry," Jennifer said.  "It's just like the dildo.  Even better, 'cause it's real."
	Jennifer guided the six-year-old over my body and placed the tip of my penis against her tiny pussy.  How was this thing going to get into her, I wondered.  Jennifer rubbed the tip back and forth, and I could feel how wet and moist Missy's little hole had become.  But before she pressed, Jennifer reached down and pulled the ring from my cock.  "Cum all you want, boy," she said.  "No chance of her getting pregnant."
	And Jennifer shoved Missy's tiny body onto my cock.  By some miracle it went in, and Missy cried out, whether in pain or pleasure I wasn't sure.  At that point I didn't care.  Jennifer and Tammy had taken Missy by the shoulders and bounced her up and down onto me, and the tight pussy became even tighter as the load that had been building up was finally ready.  No mathematical equation was going to stop this gusher.  I held it back as long as I could, partly because I wanted the sensation to continue as Missy's tiny pussy squeezed my cock.  Finally I could stand it no more as the load fired.
	"OH GOD I'M GONNA CUM OGODOGODOGODOGODDDDD--"
	My body jerked once, twice, three times, and I came so hard my ears popped.  My cum filled her tiny pussy in one shot, and the rest came pouring out from between my cock and her lips to spill across my body.  Missy chose that time to cum also, and our love juices mixed together as she bucked and spasmed.  God I never knew a six-year-old could react in such a way.  My cock continued to pump, and Missy finally collapsed onto my chest, though my erection was still embedded and pumping cum into her pussy.  My head spun, and I blacked out.
	
	I awoke to find myself lying in my bed, dressed in the t-shirt and shorts I had worn to bed the night before.  My hands and legs were free, bearing no marks from their binds.  I shook my head to clear the cobwebs.  What had happened?  The sun was just coming up over the lake, and the room was filled with a misty yellow glow.
	I heard commotion in the cabin, and I cast the sheets aside and peered around the corner.  The girls were all awake and were dressed and straightening up the room for inspection later in the day.  They acted as if nothing happened.  But then again, did anything happen?
	"Good morning," said Sarah cheerfully.  "When's breakfast?"
	"Uh . . . " I managed to say, then I looked at my watch.  It was six:thirty.  "Uh . . . in a half hour, I guess."
	"Good, then we have time to go to the lake."  She and Tammy scampered from the cabin.
	It was a dream, I thought to myself.  Only a dream.  But what a dream it was.  He had not lost his mind, nor had he become a pervert.  But the dream was so real.  
	Jennifer set the broom she was using aside.  "I'm gonna go down to the lake with the others," she said.  "I'll see you at breakfast."
	"Oh, sure," I said, thankful that she was acting like any ten-year-old girl should.  
	She opened the door, then turned back to me with that dimpled smile of hers, and said something that hit me like a cannon.
	"I told you it would be interesting."














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