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New:  A Sure Bet

By Romany

(M/g)


�Mr. Wilson I need to pee,� Jenny Smith said; stopping and
calling after him.

Jeff Wilson turned and looked at the preteen standing in the
middle of the trail. Frieda and Carol began sniggering at their
friend�s blunt statement to the handsome young councilor.

�I thought I told you all to go to the bathroom before we started
the hike,� he said somewhat irritated with the girl.

He�d been warned she was a problem. This was her third summer and
she knew all the tricks to bug the summer camp staff.

�Well you made us bring water bottles,� Frieda said with a
giggle. �It�s not our fault we need to pee,� she added and the
girls giggled.

�Well hurry up then,� Jeff asked feeling exasperated.

The girls were slow walkers, reluctant hikers. The rest of the
group of fifteen students was already ahead out of sight;
chaperoned by his two associates Melissa and Brent. There was
supposed to be one councilor to five students. Jeff had got stuck
with the three troublemakers. The girls dawdled so they quickly
drifted to the back of the group; such that they were now a gang
of three with Jeff hurrying them along from the rear.

�Duh�like where?� Jenny said holding her hands out, palms up.

�In the trees�off to the side of the trail,� Jeff said.

�What�in the trees?� Jenny said somewhat indignant.

�Where else do you think you can go,� Jeff said sarcastically.

�I�m not going in there,� Jenny retorted looking at the dense
foliage either side of the trail.

�What�s wrong with you?� Jeff asked becoming exasperated.

�There might be bears,� she answered.

�Bears�there are no bears around here,� Jeff said walking back to
the girl; hearing Frieda and Carol giggling and whispering behind
him.

�Mr. Thomas said there were sometimes bears around here,� Carol
called.

�Yeah, that�s right,� Frieda agreed.

�And snakes,� Jenny said, compounding the predicament.

�Look don�t be such a baby,� Jeff said to the preteen. �Get in
the bushes and have a pee and get back out here.�

Jenny scowled at him and then looked at her two friends.

�You come with me�keep an eye out,� Jenny called.

�No way,� the girls chorused and laughed at the predicament their
friend was in.

�Then you have to come�and keep watch,� Jenny said looking at
Jeff.

�I can�t follow you into the bushes,� Jeff said, feeling somewhat
unnerved by the girls suggestion.

She might be a handful but she was a little fox; all nubile and
tasty in her budding pubescent way. Standing on the trail in her
tight khaki shorts and green polo shirt; with her firm young
boobs pushing out against the cotton. She had long dark hair tied
back in a simple pony tail, and luscious full lips and piercing
dark eyes on a pretty face that suggested a future as a model or
some fashion role where her looks were an asset. Jenny knew the
effect she had on older boys and men. She tormented boys her own
age. She was pretty smart at teasing a few men as well.

�Well I�ll just have to wet myself,� she said and started to
stalk past him to join her friends who were giggling and clowning
around.

�Jenny�Jenny,� Jeff called after her. �If you do have to go�then
I�ll come in a little way so you feel safe,� he said exasperated
she was yet again besting him.

Jenny slowed and turned. Frieda and Carol fell silent and looked
at Jeff. Could he really follow one of the female students into
the bushes while they peed? Jenny stood and stared at him.

�Well�where do I go?� she said in a miffed tone.

�Um�ah�OK�in there,� Jeff said looking at a small break between
the bushes of the lower forest layer. Jenny stared where he was
pointing and stood her ground.

�You go first,� she whined. �See if it�s safe.�

�Oh for goodness sake,� Jeff sighed. �You�re a big wuss,� he
exclaimed and walked to the edge of the bushes. �You two stay
put,� he called as a warning to Carol and Frieda not to go on
alone.

He pushed through the bushes and came to a small clearing. He
peered beyond that clear area and saw another similar small patch
of bare ground where the trees had not covered.

�Come in here Jenny,� he called to the preteen, but she had
already burst through the bushes and bumped into him.

He steadied her and she stood gazing up at her with her big
beautiful brown eyes and long eyelashes. She smiled knowingly at
him and he had to step back she was so close against him.

�Through there,� he said nervously, aware she had pushed against
him deliberately.

Jeff was not oblivious to the fact some of the older girls
thought he was cute and he had suffered one or two discrete
teasing comments from the likes of Jenny. He was interested in
Melissa Cowan, one of the high school age interns and it was all
he could do to keep her at a distance. He had come here with his
girlfriend Samantha, who was a returning counselor and had
recommended Jeff. He was a novice when it came to preteen girls
and the tricks they might get up to.

�I�ll stay here, you go there,� Jenny said peering deeper into
the bushes.

�Oh all right,� Jeff snapped and pushed through the next group of
bushes and stood in a small clearing. Jenny made a show of coming
to the edge of the bushes to ensure they were thick enough to
disguise her.

�And no peeking she called after him.�

�Get on with it Jenny,� Jeff snapped; feeling foolish the preteen
was giving him the runaround.

He was also conscious of the other two still out on the trail. He
hoped they would stay put. There was silence. Jeff stood
listening to the noise of the forest and wondered why Jenny was
so quiet. He turned and looked back in her direction but the
bushes were thick and he couldn�t see through. A sudden sense of
panic ran through him. What if it was a trick? What if they had
tricked him to go off the trail, beyond where Jenny had stopped
supposedly to pee, and the three had joined up and raced off back
down the trail? How would that make him look if they got away
from him? He moved back a little where the foliage seemed to thin
out and he peered through. He heaved a sigh of relief. Jenny was
still there. With her back towards him with her shorts down
around her ankles as she held them so she wouldn�t pee on them;
squatting in the small clearing and clearly relieving herself.
Jeff felt a quiver of arousal and realized he was getting hard
watching the twelve year old girl pee. He could see the bare
small of her back and the globes of her butt as she squatted with
her back to him. He heard the faint hiss of her peeing and saw
the rivulet of pee flow out to one side of her as it ran down the
light slope of the hard ground. He swallowed hard embarrassed he
was a voyeur and that he had found the scene somehow erotic. He
was holding a branch to one side so he could see better and he
accidently let it go. It flicked vertical and mad a swishing
noise and the leaves rustled. Jenny heard and slowly stood and
turned towards the noise. He saw her through the thinner part of
the foliage; she saw him. Jeff went as red as a beet realizing
she caught him spying on her. But she did not move. Instead she
stood still holding her shorts at her knees and she was smiling
knowingly at him. He couldn�t help but glance at her naked crotch
and his eyes widened as he saw the clear blooming patch of pubic
hair above her young sex. He swallowed hard and flicked his eyes
to hers. She had a small smile on her face and stood without
attempting to cover herself. The pool of urine soaking into the
dirt to her side and behind her.

�I�ah�I thought you had finished�gone,� he mumbled embarrassed.

She said nothing but continued to fix him with her enigmatic
stare.

�Are you finished Jenny?� he said quietly and despite his best
efforts not to look, he flicked his eyes to the dark outline of
her preteen sex.

�Not yet,� she said quietly; the smile still on her face.

She didn�t mean she hadn�t finished peeing. She obviously had. So
why didn�t she pull her pants up and leave the bushes?

�Um�we�d best go�join the others,� he stammered but kept his
voice low so as Carol and Frieda couldn�t hear.

She didn�t budge but stood staring at him. He realized he had to
take charge. Get her to make herself decent again and stop this
brazen exposure to taunt him. It was clear she was teasing him;
testing his responsibility. He stepped forward through the bushes
so he was crowding her as he joined her in the small clearing.
She didn�t budge and as the bushes whipped back behind him he
found he was right up against her. At least he couldn�t see her
sex now as the bottom of her polo shirt and arm holding her
shorts were masking his view. He was about to urge her to make
herself decent when he felt her grab his crotch firmly. He froze
feeling her take his cock and balls as if she were about to
squeeze them hard or rip them off. His face contorted in
anticipation of the familiar searing pain men come to know when
kicked or squeezed in the balls. But she relaxed her hand and
smiling sweetly, she proceeded to massage his cock through his
shorts; the semi-hard organ growing rapidly to her touch. He was
stunned at her brazen pass but did not fight her hand away. The
excitement and danger of the situation was highly erotic and Jeff
stood there as his young charge gently massaged his erection
through his shorts. He stood letting her take charge and
eventually slipped his hand forward and pushed it between her
legs and felt her bare sex. Her smile broadened and she worked
his cock more vigorously as he felt her sex still a little dewy
from her pee. As he fondled her his heart was racing and his head
filled with a confusion of instructions of conflicting emotions.
�Let her go�stop her�she mustn�t do this� one voice said. �Drill
her, finger her pussy, fuck her� the other voice shouted for
control. He worked his fingers deeper and she sighed and parted
her legs a little more. The loudest crudest part of his
conscience won as he felt the silky feeling of her inner labia.

He could have stood her all day but there was Carol and Frieda
waiting on the trail and the majority of the hiking group,
already well ahead, to be caught up with. Jenny took charge. She
suddenly dropped to a squat and started to tug at his flies.

�Oh God Jenny�no,� Jeff spluttered feebly as she reached in and
took his cock out.

Despite his protest, he didn�t stop her physically. Instead he
stared down at her and saw the look of almost hunger on her face
as she inspected his erection. With a glance up at him, she took
it in her mouth and began to suck him quite expertly. So good he
knew instinctively this girl had done this before; and judging by
her practiced skill, more than once or twice. He abandoned
himself to the preteen sucking and jacking his cock. The fact her
shorts were around her knees had somehow faded as he stood
looking down at her and he held her head. He hadn�t had any sort
of sex since he and Samantha had come here. The counselors were
segregated and any form of cohabitation was forbidden. Having
this young Lolita sucking on his cock was long overdue. He held
her head and let her work him and he soon forgot about why he was
here and the two girls standing waiting on the trail. Jenny was
well into her work now and he did nothing to stop her. He paused
holding her head and took the cock in hand and rubbed it around
her face. She glanced up at him grinning at his indulgence and in
no way unhappy with this small show of dominance and subjugation.
She was somehow mocking him; showing he couldn�t faze her. He
lost it. He pulled back quickly and took her shoulders.

�Kneel,� he hissed, pushing her around onto her knees.

Jenny fell forward on her hands and knees and Jeff shuffled
behind her; his pants still tangled around his ankles. She knelt
obediently as he rubbed his cock up and down the prominent lump
of her labia and he slobbered on his fingers and wetted her sex.
Jenny held her breath feeling Jeff�s cock head slowly engage her
tight sex and she sighed in excitement at what he was doing;
bowing her head to rest against her arm braced on the ground as
he slowly shoved into her. Moving in and out and gaining deeper
penetration as he went; eventually his balls slapping against her
as he was in deep. He fucked her quite hard. Stifling his grunts
and gasps he ordinarily would have loudly made in celebration at
a delicious fuck. Frieda and Carol were a few yards through the
trees on the trail and they mustn�t hear. Jeff shoved into Jenny
who likewise stifled the urge to cry out and groan as he was
going so deep. He�d guessed right; she was no novice and had had
sex twice before. Both times were with a teen boy but never with
an adult cock stretching her open. She was excited and somewhat
dazed by what was happening. Jeff was considered cute by the
girls and here she was kneeling as he fucked her properly. He
shoved and jerked and finally came hard. Stifling the urge to cry
out in joy at nailing this gorgeous little fox; entrusted to his
care for the afternoon. He jerked and shoved, draining himself of
the last drops. Eventually pulling out and squinting at her
reddened sex framed between her butt cheeks and inner thighs. He
noted the dark smudge of her anus and then saw the white of his
semen slither back from her sex lips. He pushed a finger in to
the lip of her sex and the semen quickly flowed back onto his
fingers. He withdrew the fingers and studied the semen on them as
Jenny levered her upper body up and rocked back on her haunches.
She quickly stood as she felt the semen slither down her inner
thigh; holding her shorts back so the cum would not drip on them.
Jeff stood and held his fingers out. She sniffed at them and then
opened her mouth and sucked the semen from his fingers. Once she
had cleaned him, Jeff pulled his shorts up and zipped his cock
away.


Jenny stood with her legs bowed trying to wipe the semen from
herself to stop it dripping into her shorts. Jeff saw he
predicament and pulled a crumpled white handkerchief from his
pocket.

�It�s crumpled not soiled,� he whispered, handing it to her.
�Make a pad.�

She followed his suggestion and folded the handkerchief, and
pulling her pants higher towards her crotch, she laid the folded
handkerchief along the stretched crotch of her panties and then
carefully pulled them up, ensuring the handkerchief pad was snug
against her sex. Satisfied it was comfortably in place; she
pulled her shorts up and zipped them up.

�Are you OK?� he asked quietly, somewhat concerned.

�Fine,� she said with a forced chuckle. �That was a blast.�

�Come on�we�d best get going,� he said sheepishly.

The regret was starting to filter through him. This had been a
stupid thing to get drawn into. He couldn�t undo what had
happened. There was no statute of limitations on statutory rape.
He felt like shit despite the joy of his release earlier. He
ushered Jenny back through the bushes to the trail.

�That�s better,� she said sweetly turning to look at him. �I feel
so much better now I had the pee,� and she turned and pushed back
through the bushes.

Out on the trail, Carol and Frieda were cooling their heels
waiting for them. As Jenny walked towards the girls and Jeff
pushed out of the bushes, he heard Carol exclaim �Oh�my�God.�

Frieda gasped �did you?� and lowered her voice as she saw Jeff
coming up behind Jenny.

The three went into a huddle, whispering and giggling.

�You owe me, both of you,� he thought he heard Jenny say and he
stood helpless as the three huddled and whispered.

Jeff felt a pang of concern. Was Jenny telling her friends what
happened? He felt the color drain from his face and suddenly he
had deeper regret of what had happened. He could not guarantee
Jenny�s discretion. In fact he was already suspicious she was
bragging about what took pace. It dawned on him she had somehow
planned for what happened to take place.

�Come on girls,� he said rather stiffly. �We�d best get going,�
he said urging the three forward.

Perhaps if he could stop them talking about what may or may not
have happened, it might go away.

***

�What have you been up to?� Samantha said leaning towards him at
dinner.

�What are you talking about?� Jeff asked looking puzzled at his
girlfriend.

�Frieda Jurgens tells me she hasn�t any of this weeks allowance
left because she lost it all in a bet with Jennifer Smith,� she
said.

Jeff froze and turned to look at her.

�What�s that got to do with me?� he said guardedly.

�Apparently she had some bet and it was supposed to be about
you�what did you do?� she said with a smile, knowing the
practical jokes the girls got up to.

�I have no idea,� he said shaking his head and grinning weakly at
his girlfriend.

�Well whatever you did, or didn�t do, Jenny suckered Frieda for
this week�s allowance,� she giggled.

�Typical,� Jeff said feeling sick. �You can�t trust those two to
be straight for a moment,� he said. �Carol Hamilton is not much
better either,� he added.

�Oh, well yeah�she apparently lost out in the bet too but not as
much as Frieda,� Samantha added and laughed.

�We got left behind on the hike today because those three
dawdled,� he said. �We had to nearly run two thirds the way to
the Blue Falls to catch Melissa and Adam, just so we didn�t miss
out on lunch. Perhaps it was something to do with that�my
handling of my group�two of whom had wound up with Melissa and I
got Frieda and Jenny instead,� he added. �We had tried to split
them up.�

�They�ll tease anyone,� Samantha said with a laugh, seemingly
ending the discussion on that topic.

Jeff sat with his elbows on the table and sullenly pulled his
bread roll to pieces as he stuffed pieces in his mouth. He
allowed his eyes to slowly scan the mess hall and saw the three
sitting at a table at the very end of the mess hall. Jenny was
looking his way and he saw the knowing smile on her lips. Did she
know what Samantha was talking to him about? Probably not but by
all accounts he�d been sucked in to winning her a bet. Jenny
smiled and gave him a small nod and went back to chatting with
her friends.

�Conniving little bitch,� Jeff thought sullenly, and stabbed at
his beans with his fork. �There are no fucking bears in these
woods�.



The End


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