El Sobador
By ElSol

Chapter 4

Whoever says males aren't intuitive should do a study of high school girls' ex-boyfriends. The new bane of my existence, Reggie, made my life hell the next day. He arranged with his buddies to partner me the entire day. The coordinators were, of course, oblivious to how often Reggie had to redo trust exercises when I was the one doing the trusting. At least for the personal stuff, I lied my ass off, though it only aggravated Reggie since he was too keen on torturing me to separate the lies from the truth. Not that it was hard--when I opened my mouth, I was lying to him.

With Reggie egging his friends on, meals turned into an ordeal. Thankfully, the coordinators decided to forego the night activities in favor of some friendship exercises done in the cabins. With a cabin to myself, the exercises went quite well for me.

I lay on the cot staring at the ceiling after the lights went out in the other cabins. Bailey avoided me all day, but I thought she might come by. The cancer scared her and she wanted to believe I could help. Bailey and her mother had been disappointed by modern medicine. I'd taught her body how to proceed on its own. The darkness at her breasts would continue to splinter, making it easy for the rest of her body to defeat it. Chemotherapy might help with it being so early. Deciding whether I should try to persuade her was not easy. I knew what I could do for Bailey but I had no reasons that would make her believe it too.

Bailey stepped inside the cabin. She didn't look at me as she closed the door and sat on the cot by my hip. She would't want to talk about what happened, so I made it easy for her. I stood up and lit the candles around the room. I flicked the light switch off. Bailey was naked and lying on her stomach. I almost laughed, which would have ruined everything. Her ass lifted as I walked towards the cot. Another orgasm was obviously on Bailey's list of expectations.

She left the jar of massage oil the day before. I reached under the cot to pull it out. While delayed gratification is great in theory, I think this particular female wanted me to get to the point. Bailey had probably been thinking about it all day and worked through any qualms. Starting with my hand on her pussy would also cross the last line of trust between us.

I wet my right hand with oil. After setting the jar down, I put my dry hand on Bailey's ass. She pushed her hips up, making her pussy available to my touch. I placed the middle finger of my right hand on her anus, leaving it there for a second. Drifting downward, I used two fingers to split her pussy lips open. One finger circled her entrance before dipping in an inch. Bailey moaned; a quick lift of her ass pushed me another inch inside. My dick could have punched holes through the cabin walls. Bailey moved her ass restlessly. I pulled my finger out of her pussy and touched her clit.

It didn't take much. I went with linear, back and forth, strokes rather than circles. Bailey moved with me as I rubbed her clit. She groaned, moaned, and finally screamed. Her ass quivered as she came. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pressed down on her clit, and rubbed harder.

"NO!" Bailey yelled. She tried to escape but I was holding her too tightly. Bailey lost control of her body, convulsing as I called another orgasm out of her.

She sobbed softly when her body came down from the pleasure. I grabbed a towel to clean my fingers. Pushing her ass down so she lay flat on the cot, I poured a liberal amount of oil on her back.

The foundation had been laid the night before. I only needed to spur Bailey's body on and feed it more fuel. As I expected, a little more of the evil at her breasts had been broken off to be destroyed by the rest of her body. I'd done it with children, but Bailey was different. Her body could hold more of my heat; with her disease in its infancy, it wouldn't take as many sessions as I previously thought. Considering how openly she accepted my hands giving her orgasms, less sessions with her was a bit of bummer.

I took my time rubbing oil into Bailey's neck, her back, a lot of time with her lower back and ass, her thighs, her ankles, and her feet.

I surreptitiously tried to figure out what Bailey had done to shove me into my own cabin. I don't know how she managed it--I was the only kid on certain pieces of paperwork. For instance, I was on the attendance list and group exercise lists, but not assigned to a coordinator on the housing list. The coordinator map didn't have my cabin as being in use.

When I released her feet, Bailey turned over. She stared up at me through eyes slitted open. Like the night before, my hard-on pushing on the pajamas dominated her field of vision. Her knees came up a few inches then opened. I smiled at the offering or maybe request. Bailey wanted another orgasm.

I'd never done a massage with any intention other than to help a body heal. As I touched Bailey, the desire to see her well was there but I also wanted Bailey to explode from what I could do to her. My hands touched her belly; along with the usual heat, a new one coursed from my body into Bailey. Her mouth opened as I outlined each muscle beneath her skin. Her breathing deepened, Through my hands, I felt her heart race.

Touching Bailey's breasts was more sexual than before. I assaulted the darkness, but there was no hiding that I was fondling them, appreciating in a sexual manner how beautifully proportionate they were to the rest of her. They fit fully in my hands!

Bailey tried to climb to the top of the cot to keep my hands on her breasts when I moved on to her neck. I gave us a few more minutes caressing her nipples before my fingers moved on. My fingertips kissed her face, her lips, and her earlobes. She pressed herself into my touch.

Some time later, I stood by the cot. Bailey's spread legs asked me to give her pleasure for the third time that night. I didn't bother with the oil; Bailey provided everything we needed. I palmed her pussy, driving two fingers as deeply into her as I could. Bailey arched, grinding her clit against the heel of my hand. She grabbed my arm with her right hand and squeezed hard. I hooked my fingers inside of her. Bailey took charge, moving her hips in the motion that gave her the most pleasure. I watched her face; I thought Bailey was beautiful but with her mouth open and her expression straining she was near to the divine.

She came!

Bailey pulled me from my reverie by reaching into my pajamas. Her hand was on my cock before I understood what she was doing. I looked at her face but found no clue to what she intended. (Clear from her touch what she intended but not why.)

It was amazing! Her hand so soft even with the tight grip she had on me. She sat up a little and pulled me around. My mind shutdown for the few seconds it took to get between her legs.

"No!" I whispered when her hand released me. I was leaning over the hottest girl in the school. She was naked. I was...Bailey opened the buttons on my pajamas and pushed the pants down my hips. I was over a naked Bailey with my hard cock exposed.

She didn't say anything. Our eyes met as she closed both sets of her fingers around me. Bailey stroked my dick.

"Unh!" I grunted. I couldn't say how I lasted so long, but it wouldn't be much longer. My hips moved forward; Bailey stopped her motion. I wanted her to do it! My body didn't care and it seemed neither did Bailey.

She let me fuck her hands. My body took over. I pulled back and thrust. It was too much! I pumped into Bailey's hands, rapid motions as my body tightened.

"UHHH!" I groaned.

"Yes!" Bailey whispered.

Too much! All of it was too much! My body released a different heat. Cum flew out of me and onto Bailey's skin. Then again! I opened my eyes and looked down. Bailey was actively stroking me. My semen was spattered on her belly, breasts, all the way up to her neck. She did something to my cock, more cum squeezed out of my body and dripped onto Bailey's pubic hair.

She didn't look at me as she dressed. I watched her. As slow as she was dressing, I got the feeling she wanted me to look. She turned around. I realized under her clothing my cum still stained her body. Bailey touched my face, staring into my eyes. She reached down to kiss me before walking out of the cabin.

It was my first kiss.
