Subject:     Last Year At Church Camp 
Story Codes: f-solo, Mf, oral 
Diary Date:  July 21, 2000
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

Summary:

Most people look back at church camp with a mix of nostalgia and “thank God I 
don't have to go back”.  For me, it was a lot of fun and I will always have 
such good times to remember.  This was my last year and my first since my dad 
had started fucking me.  Let’s just say that there is a lot more to do at 
church camp than craft projects and hiking!

Table of Contents:   
   Chapter 1 - Thinking about Church Camp   
   Chapter 2 - Sunday – Seeing Mark for the First Time   
   Chapter 3 - Monday – Dreaming About Mark   
   Chapter 4 - Tuesday – Blowing Mark for the First Time   
   Chapter 5 - Wednesday – Mark Fucks Me   
   Chapter 6 - Thursday – BJ Under the Dock   
   Chapter 7 - Heading Home


Chapter 1 - Thinking about Church Camp
======================================

Ever since I gave Steve, the older brother of one of my girlfriends, my 
virginity the summer before I started high school, I’ve wanted (and had) sex 
as often as possible.  At first I only felt comfortable doing it with Steve 
but he was a wonderful boyfriend and would fuck me as much as I wanted in the 
months afterwards.

Steve made me feel special so you can imagine, how crushed I was when Steve’s 
mom was transferred to California and so he and his brother and sister had to 
move away later that winter.

Once Steve was gone, at first I just masturbated a lot but it didn’t take 
long for me to realize how much I missed having someone show me how much they 
wanted me, even if I wasn't the hottest girl in my class.  For over six 
months Steve had been the only boy I’d had sex with so it was time to open my 
horizons - and my legs.

As it turned out, my fears were all for naught as I learned there were lots 
of horny boys around who thought I was sexy and were more than willing to do 
their best to show me.  Somehow even though I had a very active sex life, by 
staying involved in a school and church activities I managed to avoid 
acquiring a public reputation as the school slut, at least at first.  Of 
course, when it came to the boys at school, well, they knew who to come to 
for a great blowjob and I was never more proud then when I overheard two guys 
saying what a great BJ I gave!

So summer was again in full bloom and I was enjoying myself.  During summer 
bikinis and cutoffs became the standard uniform for me and my friends and we 
were all having a great time teasing the boys and sometimes enjoying the 
fruits of our labors.  Most of us had lost our virginity by now although I 
was probably at the upper end of the scale when it came to number of 
partners.  My best friend Beth was ahead of me but that was because she was 
known for being a party girl whereas I preferred more the one-to-one dating 
routine.

Before I knew it, it was time for that annual rite of passage - church camp.  
I’d been going to church camp every year since I was eight and I’ve always 
looked forward to going back again.  There was so much to do – horse riding, 
swimming, crafts and worship.  Being fifteen now, this would be my last year 
so I was looking forward to being the senior group finally.

Actually I was excited about going for a few other reasons as well.  During 
the last couple of years me and the other girls my age had started flirting 
with some of the counselors at camp.  We were barely teenagers so it was all 
pretty  much just innocent fun and nothing really happened, at least not that 
I knew about.  Oh sure a few girls claimed to have “gone all the way” but for 
the most part I figured they were just boasting and there wasn't anything 
behind the bravado.  As for me, this year I was no longer a virgin and so my 
intentions were to go way beyond flirting! 

Being fifteen now also meant that some of the younger counselors wouldn’t be 
all that much older than me.  If there was one thing I’d learned since last 
summer it was that your average boy would do just about anything for even a 
chance at getting in my panties (when I wore them).  Besides, doing it at 
church camp just seemed so naughty even to think about it.


Chapter 2 - Sunday – Seeing Mark for the First Time
===================================================

My bags were packed and I was ready to go (I think there’s a song in there 
somewhere).  During church there was a special sendoff for all the kids 
leaving for camp.  Afterwards my parents and I stopped home for lunch and to 
pick up my suitcase.  From there it is a two-hour ride. 

While I could’ve taken the church bus with most of the other kids, 
traditionally my parents had always taken me to camp so as to be sure that I 
was all set up and OK for the week.  I didn’t have the heart to tell them 
that I was fifteen now and didn’t need mommy and daddy to check up on me.  Oh 
well, it would be my last year so why go against tradition now?

Overall it was a pleasant trip into the mountains and we showed up about the 
same time as everyone else.  For a while the parking lot was organized chaos 
as everyone got his or her gear and lined up to check in.

Looking around, I was thrilled to see that one of the guys working the 
registration table was someone I recognized from the previous year.  Mark was 
one of the college students that worked at the camp as a counselor.  This 
year I knew he was 21 which automatically made him so much more mature than 
most boys I knew in high school.  Tall and handsome, every girl in camp had a 
crush on him last year – me included.  I think last year my cabin must have 
all masturbated about him every night!

When I finally worked my way to the front of the line I felt a chill run 
through me when I noticed that Mark was looking me over as he checked me in – 
all over.  It didn't hurt that I was wearing cutoffs as short as I could get 
away with.  Unfortunately our church has some pretty ridiculous dress code 
rules so they weren’t nearly as revealing as I usually wore around the 
neighborhood. 

Standing at the table, I smiled at him while he checked me in.  As I walked 
away with my cabin assignment I was pretty sure he was taking a good look at 
my ass.  I doubt it hurt that I made sure to wiggle it just for him.  One of 
the older camp counselors caught me and she wagged her finger at me but I 
just ignored her.  What could she do anyway?

There were lots of other things to occupy me afterwards and I forgot all 
about Mark for the moment.  My dad helped carry my stuff to the cabin where I 
was assigned with eleven other girls and Jackie, our counselor. Mom helped me 
to put my things away during which she noticed I’d brought a couple of my 
bikinis with as well. 

“Now Kelly,” she gently scolded me, “You know you can’t wear these here.  My 
goodness, they’ll be calling for us to pick you if you show up at the beach 
in one of these!

My mom then reached down and picked up one of my favorites that my dad had 
bought me just a couple of weeks earlier.  “Good grief, I thought you 
promised me you would never wear this one in public.  You know it was just 
for your dad to see.”  

My dad was always buying me outfits that I would model for him.  This 
particular bikini was one he’d bought that I really loved.  Although I could 
have used more cleavage to fill it out properly, the bottoms were not much 
more than a piece of triangular clothe with thing strings holding it on.  It 
left little to the imagination to say the least.  When I modeled it for him 
he took a bunch of photos, just as he always did when he brought me home one 
of his “special” outfits.

“My goodness, now where’s the one we bought you special for camp?”  my mom 
mumbled as she tossed my other bikinis in to her purse for safe keeping. 

Reluctantly I pulled out the suit she was talking about from the very bottom 
of my suitcase.  Ugh, I hated it!!  It was one-piece which was bad enough but 
it covered my ass and boobs completely making me feel like I was wearing a 
straightjacket when I had it on!  It was like something from the stone age.

Oh well, the only consolation was that at least all the other girls would 
have to wear one just like it as well so I wouldn’t have to be embarrassed to 
wear such a stodgy thing.  My mom took it from my hands put it in the drawer 
along with my underwear.

“So what else did you sneak in here you naughty little girl?” she said with a 
smile.  She looked around to be sure nobody could hear her and added, “You 
know, just because you’re not a virgin this year doesn't mean you can run 
around looking like a slut.  This IS church camp you know.”

Looking through my things, she ended up confiscating a couple of skimpy tube 
tops and one pair of my cutoffs, my favorite pair too in that my ass hung out 
both sides when I walked.  Then she rummaged through my things one more time 
before giving up.  She looked me in the eyes and asked, “What, no bras?”

“Mommmmmm!” I protested, folding my arms in frustration.

Mom shook her head but at least she didn't press the issue.  She and I were 
always fighting over this issue.  I hated bras with a passion and generally 
never wore one unless she forced me to like when we were going to church.  It 
wasn’t like I was all that well endowed anyway to where I required one.  

In all fairness, it wasn't that she wanted me to wear a bra ALL the time.  
Heck, if anything she actually encouraged me NOT to wear one much of the time 
although she did give me a few pointers on when to wear one to tease boys 
more.  As I mentioned, usually the only time she really pushed the issue was 
when it came to church activities.

So far as dress codes go, our church isn’t nearly as extreme as some I’ve 
heard about but even so it’s still pretty strict when compared to school.  
Even though the camp rules did not specifically require that girls had to 
wear bras (most weren't old enough to need one anyway), there was always the 
general statement about “proper and appropriate attire” that could be 
interpreted just about however the Camp Director wanted.  

As it turned out my mother proved yet again how well she understood me.  She 
reached in her purse and pulled out one of my newer bras.

“I figured you’d ‘forget’ one of these so I brought one for you.  I know you 
won’t wear it during the day but you should at least wear it to the evening 
services.  That’s only proper.”

I let out an overly dramatic sigh and quickly hid it in my drawer where I had 
every intention of it remaining for the rest of the week.  What my mom didn’t 
know wouldn’t hurt me!  

Everything was finally ready and my parents kissed and hugged me goodbye.  My 
dad lingered back for a minute and whispered in my ear in a conspiratorial 
tone.

“Now try and behave yourself Kelly.  Please don’t do anything crazy and get 
yourself in trouble, OK?  I don’t want anything embarrassing like that reed 
girl last year.”

He was referring to the scandal of the summer last year where a girl was 
caught naked in the shower room doing herself.  It caused quite a stir which 
I thought was rather hypocritical at best.  Like, how many girls weren't 
relieved that it hadn’t been them that had been caught?  And not just the 
campers.  I bet more than a few of the counselors spent some “quality time” 
alone in the shower room as well.  From what I heard they weren’t always 
alone either.

I looked at him with my best “innocent girl” look and licked my lips slowly.  
“Of course daddy, don’t I always behave?”

My dad laughed as if there was something funny about what I’d said.  Then he 
winked at me before patting me playfully on my butt and leaving to catch up 
with my mom.

Although I didn’t tell my dad everything I did, no doubt my mother kept him 
well informed.  Besides, it’s not like he didn’t encourage me much of the 
time!  Sometimes I think he got a kick out of me, maybe even reminding him of 
how my mom would behave back when they were in high school.

It hadn’t really hit me until a few days earlier, but in looking back since 
last summer I hadn’t gone a full week without sex since my first time with 
Steve.  That is if you forget about the month or so after he left when I was 
depressed and feeling sorry for myself.  It was just one of the things I’d 
gotten use to and just came to expect.  

Granted, as a fifteen year-old girl it wasn't like it was hard to get laid 
whenever I wanted.  All I had to do was just look at a guy the right way and 
I could have whatever I needed.  I would say the same held true for any girl, 
no matter what she looked like.  So long as a girl put out guys didn't seem 
to care all that much about her looks.

While I wasn't sure how it would be to go a whole week without feeling a cock 
in me, I WAS certain that I’d be masturbating like crazy!  I knew several of 
the girls that I’d be sleeping with as we had shared cabins in the past.  I 
knew from those past experiences that they all masturbated so I could only 
imagine the sweet scent of female sex that would be filling our cabin each 
night!

With all these thoughts I was already horny by the time dinner was ready and 
it didn't help that I found out that Mark was assigned to serve our table for 
the first evening.  We were all excited at our good luck.  Poor Mark!  He 
must have felt like some sort of space alien with twelve teenage girls, all 
fourteen to fifteen years old, all unabashedly staring at him and flirting 
with him throughout the entire dinner. 

That night when the evening service was over and we were all back in the 
cabin, all everyone wanted to talk about was Mark this and Mark that.  It was 
just the usual girl talk but I couldn't help but feel more than a bit wet 
between the legs as I listened to everyone describing how much they dreamed 
about being with him.

The more we talked the more bold we would get and finally someone, I’m not 
sure which it was, blurted out that she wanted to suck his dick.  Everyone 
pretended to be aghast for a moment but from there the talk just got 
raunchier by the minute until various sex positions were offered and then the 
ongoing debate of whether to take it in the mouth or pussy. I had to pinch 
myself to keep from laughing at times since some of the girls with the 
naughtiest talk were the ones I also suspected were probably still virgins.

By the time we finally went to bed I couldn’t sleep as all I could think of 
was Mark.  As I laid in bed I imagined him sneaking into our cabin and having 
a massive orgy with us, a dozen horny teenager girls taking turns riding and 
sucking his gorgeous hard cock.

I started to think things like how many of us could lick his cock at one 
time?  Who would get his cum?  My hand slipped between my legs, then inside 
my shorts (no nudity at church camp!) and I began to masturbate as I laid on 
my back in my top bunk.

It was dark in the room and I tried to keep quiet but there is only so much 
you can do in such times.  Besides, from a few little moans and the rustling 
of sheets I knew that I wasn’t the only one with a finger on her clit at the 
time!

When I finally came it was all I could do to keep from crying out as I 
dreamed of Mark cumming in me, his big fat cock shooting stream after stream 
of his hot sperm into my tight pussy.  I’d never seen it course but in my 
imagination it was the biggest dick I’d ever seen.  As my fantasy cock, he 
could cum as many times as I wanted and never ran dry or go soft.

I was so damn horny once wasn't going to be enough so I rolled over on my 
side and brought myself to another climax, even better than the first.   I 
tasted my fingers and sniffed, taking in the sweet aroma of my pussy, imaging 
how his cock would taste after he fucked me. 

I finally fell asleep imagining Mark lying nude behind me, spooning me with 
his hard cock pressed against the small of my back and his arms wrapped 
around me as he held my boobs in the alms of his hands, squeezing my hardened 
nipples between his fingers.


Chapter 3 - Monday – Dreaming About Mark
========================================

Early in the morning our counselor woke us up.  We put on our robes and took 
our toiletry bags as we walked in line to the central bathroom.  Fortunately 
the toilets had doors because as usual I’d woken up so horny I had to do 
something or go nuts. 

Although I’m definitely not a “morning person” (just ask my mom after when 
she tries to get me up for school), I usually wake up “needy”.  After last 
night and talking about Mark with the other girls, and then dreaming about 
him as I masturbated myself to sleep, I was extra horny this morning.

I hooked the wooden door, lifted up my t-shirt, dropped my shorts and took a 
seat on the thrown of an ancient but fortunately clean toilet.  Nature called 
so first I peed but then I was ready for better things.  Spreading my legs, I 
leaned back against the back of the stall and reached between my thighs with 
my right hand, rubbing my clit slowly at first but quickly building up speed.

There have been times when I’ve masturbated for hours, just laying on my bed, 
cumming several times and eventually working myself up to a stunning climax 
which would leave me totally exhausted but oh so satisfied.  At other times 
masturbation was just a quick means way to relieve myself of the overwhelming 
sexual tension that was threatening to overload me.  These quick and dirty 
orgasms worked for the short term but naturally didn’t give me near the 
satisfaction of an extended masturbation session.

This was one of those times when I needed to get off quick so in less than 
five minutes of fantasizing about waking up to the feel of Mark’s cock 
pressing against my pussy, I drew a deep breath and let that wonderful 
sensation I get with any orgasm flow through me.

When I was finished I quickly pulled down my t-shirt, adjusted my shorts, and 
opened the door to go the rows of sinks where Beth, my very best friend, has 
just finished brushing her teeth.

“Feeling better?” she teased me with a smirk nudging me playfully in the side 
with her elbow.

“Whatever DO you mean?” I replied with all the innocence I could put in my 
voice.

“Oh give me a break girl; I’m your best friend, remember?  I know what you do 
when you wake up in the morning.  Look at your face in the mirror - you may 
as well be wearing a neon sign saying, ‘Look at me, I just did myself!’ 
You’re something else Kelly.”

I looked at my reflection in the cracked mirror and sure enough, I WAS pretty 
flushed.  I flashed her a toothy smile and brushed my teeth while she stood 
there shaking her head in mock shame over the sinful deeds of her best 
friend.  Yeah, like she probably hadn’t just done the same thing herself and 
just happened to finish faster than me.   I’d slept over at her house enough 
times to know her morning routines well.

When I was finished at the sink I followed Beth to the shower room where 
modesty was not an option.  The room has two stainless steel shower trees 
with several heads on each so everyone had to shower together.  For me it was 
no big deal as I was long accustomed to being nude around people.

Growing up, nudity wasn’t something to be flaunted but at the same time not 
to be ashamed of nor made a big deal over.  For me to see my parents nude or 
vice versa was simply a non-event.  As I got older I noticed my dad would 
look at me a little longer than he had when I was younger but who could blame 
him?  After all, he may have been my dad but he was still a guy.  Besides, he 
never did anything overt or to embarrass me.

Most of the younger girls were obviously were raised in more conservative 
homes and for a few an open shower was actually a traumatic experience.  I 
knew girls when I was in high school that never showered after gym class, 
figuring it was better to make it through the day with lots of perfume and 
deodorant than to be nude in front of the other girls.

Going a whole week at camp without a shower was a different story although I 
knew girls that had done it, depending on the daily swim at the lake with 
maybe a discrete wash-down at the sink to make it through until they could go 
home to the privacy of their own bathroom.  Seemed pretty silly if you asked 
me.

Beth and I stripped together and stepped into the shower.  It was pretty 
crowded with everyone trying to get ready the first morning so it was all but 
impossible NOT to bump up against other girls as you made  your way through 
the mob.  I knew from past experience that it would get better as the week 
went by as everyone learned to schedule their time better.  Today, however, 
it was wall-to-wall naked girls.

Beth and I managed to get a showerhead for ourselves and we pressed together 
to share the lukewarm stream of water.  What is it about camps that they 
NEVER have really hot water in the showers anyway?  My nipples hardened 
instantly when the lukewarm water struck them and I noticed that Beth’s were 
doing the same.  She was fortunate in that Mother Nature had blessed her with 
the biggest boobs of any girl our age.  In the meantime I was “cursed” with 
one of the smallest pair.

As I watched Beth soaping down her breasts and running her hands over them, I 
couldn't help but feel jealous of her as I always was whenever I saw her 
nude.  As we twisted and turned under the shower her boobs would sometimes 
accidentally rub up against my naked skin.  Once our nipples even rubbed 
against one another’s and I felt a shiver run through me.

My eyes met Beth’s and for just a moment I wondered what it would be like to 
feel her naked body against mine in a more private setting.  The moment 
passed almost instantly and then we were out of the shower to make room for 
someone else.  We got back to our clothes and dried off.  Beth handed me her 
towel saying, 

“Dry off my back, would you Kelly?”

She turned and faced away from me as I rubbed the towel over her.  I got down 
to her butt and rubbed it with the towel as well.  I wasn't even thinking 
about it when I moved down and started to dry her off between her thighs.  
Beth instantly flipped around with a sly grin on her face.

“Now Kelly, watch it! Someone might think we were more than just best 
friends!”

To be honest, somehow that didn't seem so bad right then but before I could 
reply our counselor came bursting in.

“Hey you two, get going! Everyone else is ready for breakfast and you’re 
holding things up!”

We quickly threw on our shorts and a brand new camp T-shirt.  My mom had 
insisted on buying me a shirt that was a bit too big knowing it was a losing 
battle with the bra and she didn’t want my nipples to be so obvious.  Well, 
it hung on me like a feedbag! 

As I walked I realized that it actually wasn’t all that bas as being so loose 
it moved across my nipples with each twist of my hips as I stepped so it was 
like someone was playing with them every step of the way heading to the 
dining room.  Damn, my nipples were like little hard pencil erasers by the 
time we took our seats.

The shorts were quite conservative for anyone making them ultra-conservative 
for me, coming a almost six inches down my legs.  Once again my mom had 
bought a pair that were a bit on the big side whereas usually I wore them a 
size too small if anything.

When I had first looked in the mirror I just wanted to cry.  Oh my god, I 
looked exactly like the stereotypical image of the nerdy virgin church girl!  
My heart sank as I wondered how I could ever entice Mark to look my way 
dressed up like this?  Oh well, at least everyone else was more or less in 
the same outfit so I didn't look totally out of place.

It was also interesting to see that I wasn’t the only one without a bra! 
Actually, the majority of the girls seemed to have “forgotten” theirs as 
well, even some of those with the larger busts like Beth.  The one good thing 
about it was that if she could get away without one then nobody was going to 
say anything about me.

***************

My group’s turn at the waterfront wasn’t until the middle of the afternoon 
which was nice because by then it was blazing hot and the water felt great.  
Mark was the head lifeguard and upon seeing him I immediately wished I were 
wearing my regular bikini.  Even with my absurdly conservative suit (did all 
girls REALLY wear these things at one time?) I was hoping against hope that 
he was looking at me a little more than he did the other girls as I tried to 
add a little extra wiggle to my walk when I thought he was looking our way.

Mark was looking pretty hot himself in his long swim trunks with his tanned 
and muscular body.  Of course, I wasn’t the only one who couldn't take my 
eyes off of him!  As we were leaving after our lessons I turned suddenly and 
caught Mark looking away quickly.  I was pretty sure he’d been staring at my 
tight ass again and the thought of it made me even hornier than I already 
was. 

***************

That night after the evening service we gathered again in the low light of 
the cabin for our nightly chat.  Everyone was excited about the first day and 
inevitably the discussion turned to the waterfront with special attention to 
the head lifeguard.

“What a hunk!”

“Oh my God I think I’m in love with him!”

“Did you see those muscles, I want soooooo bad to see him working out!”

The accolades and fantasies went on until finally Beth said, “Hey Kelly, 
you’re being awfully quiet.  So what did you think of Mark?”

I don’t know whether it was just a moment of stupidity or I just wanted to 
impress the other girls with my “maturity” but for whatever reason, without 
thinking I closed my eyes and said in a dreamy voice, “Mmmmmmm, I couldn’t 
take my eyes off that bulge in his swimsuit!”

For a second it went deadly quiet and then everyone started to giggle and 
whisper.  Even though it was nothing nearly as bad as what some of them had 
been saying the night before, we’d been alone then without our counselor.

Our counselor, a really nice girl who was a senior in college, didn't seem to 
know quite what to say.  My face turned red and I ran to my bunk and threw 
myself in it.  I was crying with embarrassment when my counselor sat down 
next to me.  The rest of the girls were still on the other side of the room, 
probably talking about what a slut I was.  She put her hand on my head and 
stroked my hair gently. 

“It’s OK Kelly, I know how you feel.  He IS pretty handsome and I’ve had some 
thoughts about him like that myself but you simply can’t say those type of 
things in front of everyone, especially here.”

I turned over and faced her, tears staining my cheeks.  She hugged me and we 
had a long chat about dealing with the emotions and feelings that all girls 
have when they are growing up.  Finally she gave me a big hug and invited me 
back to the girls.  We walked over and for a second everyone stared at me but 
before long we were all yakking again about nonsensical things and I hoped 
that my little incident was forgotten.

When we finally went to bed I was feeling better again but I’d learned my 
lesson and would watch what I said in the future.  My feelings for Mark were 
unchanged though.  I dreamed about the two us together in the lifeguard 
tower, him fucking me while everyone else was in the water below us, 
oblivious to what we were doing right above them.

I imagined hearing the sounds of the other girls playing while I was on my 
hands and knees, feeling Mark fucking me while it looked from below like he 
was keeping an eye on everyone.  As I came with my fingers pushed deep into 
my pussy, I dreamed that his hard cock was cumming in me, pumping me full of 
his hot sperm.   Finally I fell asleep with my hand cupping my warm crotch, 
exhausted from my first full day at camp.


Chapter 4 - Tuesday – Blowing Mark for the First Time
=====================================================

Now that the other girls knew how hot I was for Mark they teased mercilessly 
as we walked down to the waterfront for our second day of swim lessons.  One 
of them even went to Mark when we got there and promptly informed him that I 
had a crush on him.  The nerve!

While I was a bit embarrassed, at the same time I couldn't also help but be a 
bit hopeful that it might encourage him.  Mark was so much older and mature 
than the boys I knew at school and I imagined how much better he could fuck 
me than they did.

It was about midway through our session when I finally had an opportunity to 
make a real impression.  As I was pulling myself out of the water, Mark was 
standing close to the edge of the dock near me.  When I leaned over as I got 
out I tried to make sure that he could see down my suit as much as possible.  
There wasn't much to see there yet but it still made me feel sexy to do it.  

Then I pretended to slip and Mark reached down to grab me and he pulled me 
the rest of the way out of the water.  As he did his hand accidentally 
grabbed my bottom and I could feel him squeeze my ass just for a moment to 
pull me up.  He quickly let go of me as I got my balance and I thanked him 
for helping me.  Then I gave him my sluttiest smile and told him that I hoped 
he enjoyed it as much as I did.   Mark knew exactly what I was talking about 
and he turned just a bit red as he told me to get going and catch up with the 
other girls.

Later that day I told the other girls what had happened and they all giggled 
although I was pretty sure they didn't believe me, or at least they didn’t 
believe he was really as interested in me as I thought he was.  I chalked it 
up to them just being jealous of me.

Later, as I was resting in bed, I found myself thinking of Mark again and 
remembering how he looked at me when he didn’t think I noticed.  I put my 
hand between my legs, imagining that it was Mark’s hand instead.  As I rubbed 
myself I dreamed of Mark giving me a private lesson on the dock – private 
lessons in advanced fucking that is.  

My finger rubbed my clit faster as I dreamed of him stripping off my swimsuit 
and fondling me, touching me lightly all over.  I fantasized about his hard 
cock and what it tasted like, of how it would feel pressing against my pussy 
lips, spreading them apart and exploring deep into my wet pussy.

Finally I came as I imagined him exploding inside of me, filling me with his 
hot cum until it overflowed my pussy and ran out of me along his cock. 

As I laid there with my eyes shut, feeling the afterglow of my orgasm, I was 
feeling SO horny for him.  As I tried to catch my breath I knew that I 
couldn't just keep dreaming about him - I had to have him.  I wanted his dick 
in me for real, not just in my imagination.  Surely he would think I was sexy 
and want to fuck me if I offered myself to him.  I might not be as hot as the 
girls his age but still, I couldn't imagine him ever saying no once he knew 
what I wanted.

My mind was still clouded from having just cum that I wasn't thinking as 
clearly as perhaps I should.  Without thinking of the consequences, I 
silently got out of staying in must my shorts and t-shirt.

Hurrying before I came to my sense and realized what I was doing and maybe 
lose my courage, I found myself sneaking over to the staff area to check out 
Mark’s cabin.  At the moment that didn’t matter.  I wanted one thing and 
nothing was going to stop me until I had it.

***************

When I got to the circle of cabins where the counselors stayed I saw there 
were signs on each one with their names on them.  Well THAT certainly helped 
as it would have been rather difficult to explain why I was in the wrong 
cabin. 

I noticed a light was coming from Mark’s cabin window.  The curtains had a 
small opening between them where they hadn’t been pulled tightly together and 
so I stood up on my tiptoes to look inside.  The lights were out but there 
was enough illumination from the outside lights for me to make out what was 
going on inside.

Imagine my surprise to see Mark laying back on his bed, his erect cock 
sticking up through his boxer shorts as he was stroking it slowly with his 
left hand.  I watched him as he kept eyes closed and his head back while he 
masturbated.  Although Steve use to masturbate for me, this was the first 
time I’d watched a guy other than my dad doing it just for himself without 
knowing that someone was watching. 

I saw Mark’s lips moving as he stroked himself. The window was open a few 
inches and I put my head up to it so could hear him better.  I was shocked 
and more than a bit thrilled by what I heard.

“That’s it - take all of it. Oh you filthy little slut, your mouth feels so 
good in my cock. Suck me harder, take it all you fucking bitch.   Oh god, I 
can’t believe what a beautiful little teenage whore you are.  That’s it 
Kelly, you’re nothing but a fucking little fifteen year-old slut and I want 
to fuck your little cunt soooooo bad.”

I couldn’t believe it, he was talking about ME while he jerked off!!

I watching him masturbate as he dreamed of me sucking and fucking him! I was 
pretty damn horny already but it became almost unbearable as I listened to 
this handsome college guy masturbating – about ME.

Then I took a closer look at what he was stroking. Wow, his cock was huge – 
at least it seemed that way to me after the ones I’d had up until now.

Suddenly a naughty thought came to my mind and I quickly made a decision to 
take advantage of the situation.  I went to the cabin door and carefully 
tried the handle.  Surprisingly it wasn't locked and I opened the door as 
quietly as I could.  I stepped inside and stood at the head of his bed.  As I 
did the floorboards creaked and Mark’s eyes opened to see me standing there 
watching him. He first looked white as a sheet with shock and then flushed 
with embarrassment as he tried to hide his beautiful hard cock inside of his 
boxers.  He stammered as he tried to figure out what to say.

“Oh my god Kelly.  This isn’t what you think.  I really wasn't talking about 
you.  What are you doing here anyway? You’re not suppose to be out this late 
and you’re NEVER suppose to be in my cabin.”

I just smiled and walked over to him with a pouting look on my face. “Are you 
trying to say that you weren’t thinking about me?  Don’t I don’t turn you on?  
It sure looks like it!”

“No, no Kelly, that’s not what I meant...”

“So were you jerking off thinking of me or not?”

“Ok, I was. But I didn’t mean anything serious by it.”

“So you were just laying here playing with your cock, talking about me 
sucking it and you fucking me and never once did you want it to come true?”

“Ok, so I admit it.  You know damn well you’ve been teasing me from day one 
and today you were so hot I couldn’t help but think of you tonight.  I know 
you didn’t slip by accident and you know full well it was no accident that I 
grabbed your tight little ass when the opportunity arose.  So quite playing 
innocent, I bet you’re fucking every boy in school, aren’t you.”

I sat down on the bed next to him and put my hand on his crotch.  I was happy 
to feel his hard cock through the thin fabric.  Evidently, even though he was 
embarrassed he was still pretty horny because it was hard as wood! Typical 
boy.

“Well, not EVERY boy... but I’ve had my share,” I said with a sly smile.

“Don’t worry Mark, I enjoyed watching you jerk off.  I was especially turned 
on when I realized it was me that you were thinking of.  I mean, what girl 
wouldn’t be thrilled to know a guy like you thought she was hot enough to 
jerk off to?”

“Really? You aren’t mad at me? You aren’t going to tell anyone are you?”

I reached inside his boxers and held his warm cock in my hand.  Despite 
everything, he was still hard as a rock and I was reminded of Steve who, no 
matter what happened, never seemed to lose his erection until he came – and 
then often not even then.  It felt so good in my hands, especially after the 
all the times I’d already dreamed of holding it. 

“Now why would I be mad at you?  Look, I’ll make a deal with you.  I won’t 
tell anyone that you were masturbating about me if you let me suck your 
cock.”

I almost laughed as a series of varied expressions appeared on his face.   
Disbelief at first was replaced by an almost scary look of deep lust.  His 
cock certainly wasn't getting any smaller as I gently stroked it.  It was so 
much bigger than any of the others I’d held, more like grabbing a large 
cucumber instead of a carrot.  The more I stroked it the more his resistance 
disappeared.

“Damn, are you serious Kelly?  God I can’t tell you how badly I’d love you to 
do that but I could get I a lot of trouble letting a camper give me a 
blowjob.   Hell, I could go to jail! You’re what, fifteen?”

“I’m old enough to fuck and that’s what counts, isn’t it?” I responded as I 
pulled his sexy cock out of his boxers and gazed at it, admiring it, thinking 
about how wonderful and tasty it looked.

I leaned forward saying, “Well, maybe this will convince you.”

I bent over his cock and flicked my tongue over the swollen head of his cock.   
Running my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, I then took his giant 
cock head in my mouth.  My tongue swirled around it as I sucked on it like a 
lollipop.  God he tasted so good!  I raised my head a bit and looked up at 
him.

“There, now isn’t this better than just dreaming about me sucking you?  Am I 
old enough now for you?  Mmmmmmm, I loved looking at your wonderful cock – 
and it wants me, I can tell THAT for sure.  C’mon, Mark, you know you’ve 
wanted me since I got here so here’s your chance.”

Mark was shaking his head as if trying to wake from a dream. “God Kelly, I 
can’t believe you are doing this to me.  Yeah, I figured when I saw you that 
you were a tease but damn, I didn’t realize what a little slut you are!”

Smiling at his compliment, I put my fingers to my lips indicating him to be 
quiet. “Why don’t you just shut up and let me suck you off.  I want to feel 
your cock in my mouth, run my tongue around it.  Let me show what a slut I 
REALLY am!”

With that I crawled up into his bed and kneeled between his legs.  I looked 
up at him as I took his luscious cock into my mouth again.

The first thing I realized was that Mark’s cock was much longer than any of 
the ones I’d sucked until now.  So far I’ve always been able to take them 
completely into my mouth without much trouble but Mark was a different story 
entirely.  He was only about three quarters of the way in when his head met 
the back of my throat and I felt like I was going to gag.  Mark could see my 
dilemma and tried to console me.

“Don’t worry Kelly, most girls can’t get it all the way in.  You’re doing 
great!”

Well, I certainly wasn't going to be outdone by anyone else so I tried harder 
again to take him in.  I relaxed my throat as much as possible and I was able 
to get more of him down when suddenly I gagged and had to let him go.  Mark 
started to say something but I just looked at him with a determined 
expression and raised my finger for him to be quiet.  I kept trying to get 
him all in, each time I was able to get a little more of him down.

Finally I got him past the gag point and I could feel his cock sliding down 
my throat as my face met the base of his cock.  I had ALL of him in my mouth 
finally.   I wiggled my head to make him move around in my mouth.  It felt 
like nothing else I’d ever experienced and the best part was I could tell 
that Mark was in ecstasy!

“Oh my god Kelly, that feels incredible! You’re a natural born cocksucker.  I 
bet you suck every cock you can get your mouth on.”

I just smiled at him as I let him move in and out of my mouth. I bobbed my 
head up and down on him, making a loud slurping sound as I sucked his 
wonderful cock.  Damn he tasted so good! 

He was moving his hips up and down in time with my rhythm, helping to drive 
him cock deeper into my mouth which each stroke.  He tasted wonderful and his 
crotch smelled so sexy.  I teased his balls with my hands, gently fondling 
them as I sucked his perfect cock.   They were all hairy and I loved running 
my hands through his pubic hair, twisting it in circles around my fingers.  

Mark’s breathing shortened and his body was stiffening - I could tell he was 
about to finally cum and my pussy tingled with excitement.

“Don’t stop Kelly! For crying out loud whatever you do don’t stop now! God I 
am going to cum so hard.  I am going to cum in your sexy little mouth.  Damn 
I wanted to do this every time you wiggled your cute ass for me at the dock.”

His body tensed tight as a spring as his hot cock swelled in my mouth.   
Suddenly his whole body stiffened like a board and then he started jerking as 
I felt his first load of hot cum spray into my mouth and pool on my tongue.

I never let him loose, clamping down on him with my lips to seal his cum 
inside of my mouth.  Mmmmmmm, it tasted soooooo good! After he finally 
stopped I let his cock slip from my mouth and I opened wide to let him see 
his cum inside.

“Oh wow Kelly, that is exactly what I was dreaming of, seeing my cum in your 
mouth and then watching you swallow it.”

I just smiled and closed my mouth.  I swallowed several times to allow his 
cum to wash down my throat and then I opened wide again to prove it was all 
down in my stomach.  Then I took his now softening cock into my mouth again.   
It was so sensitive after cumming that he jumped when my tongue run up the 
backside of it, hitting the sensitive area below his head.  A few more drops 
of his cum leaked out as I sucked on it.  Finally he was done and I sat up 
and wiped my lips with my hand.

“Well, wasn’t it better this way than to have to just dream about me?” I 
asked.

“All I can say Kelly is that it’s pretty obvious you’ve had plenty of 
practice and I’m jealous as hell of your boyfriends.”

I got up and left silently, blowing him a kiss as I went out the door and 
took one last look at his hairy cock. I didn’t even have to dress as the 
whole time I had left my clothes on and he never even saw me naked.  Oh well, 
that left something for him the next time.

Mark probably figured this was a one-time thing but he was mine now and I had 
no intention of this being the last time.   If anybody found out what we’d 
done we would both be in trouble, especially him as he would be screwed – and 
not in a good way.  I hate to say that I would have blackmailed him but let’s 
just say I planned to be quite demanding the rest of the week and he’d better 
do what I asked – everything I asked!


Chapter 5 - Wednesday – Mark Fucks Me
=====================================

At morning breakfast Mark was once again assigned to our table.  When he came 
by me I caught his eye and I thought it was cute that he blushed just a 
little bit.   He didn't say anything to me but seeing him again conjured up 
memories of the previous night.  As my eyes roamed to his crotch, a place I 
was now more than just a little familiar with, I felt myself getting wet as 
his muscles rippled through the tight t-shirt he was wearing.  Damn, I 
couldn't wait for our afternoon swim session!

That afternoon at the waterfront I noticed Mark was eyeing more than he ever 
had.  It seemed everyone time I turned he was staring at my ass.  Granted, 
there wasn't much else to stare at further up but I did what I could to give 
him the best views possible of my butt.

It turned out that I wasn’t the only one who noticed his attention to me.  
That night during our girl talk time before bed I was teased by the girls 
about Mark’s increased interest in me.  Memories of his dick cumming my mouth 
filled my head as I just smiled.  If him staring at my bottom got this much 
discussion going, just imagine what they’d be saying if they knew what’s I’d 
done last night to earn his attention!

When the lights went off I laid in bed trembling with anticipation.  First, 
I’d never been fucked by someone as old as Mark.  Putting that together with 
the fact that we’d be doing it in the middle of church camp was almost too 
much for me to bear.  It was killing me but I knew I had to wait a while 
before I dared to leave the cabin. 

Well, I couldn't just lay there without doing SOMETHING so I started rubbing 
myself, dreaming of how it would feel the first time Mark entered me, 
stretching me apart as his monstrous dick head penetrated my wet pussy.  When 
I finally came my fingers reached deep into me, becoming his cock in my mind 
as my pussy exploded with pleasure.   The heck with everything, I couldn't 
take it any longer – I needed to have him and quickly so I slipped out, 
pretending to head for the bathroom but instead making a detour to the 
forbidden counselor area. 

Once I got there I quickly sneaked around to Mark’s cabin and slipped inside 
without anyone seeing me.  Imagine my surprise to see not only Mark but 
another guy as well!  Then I recognized him from the maintenance crew and saw 
that the two of them were playing cards.  The guy looked at me with a 
wondering eye while Mark looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Shit! Kelly, what the hell are you doing here?” he asked incredulously.

The other guy looked at me and then at Mark, the look on his face was 
priceless! He grinned and said to Mark, “Way to go dude. Now this is what I 
call maid service.”

“Damn it Greg,” Mark responded, “It’s not what you think you horny bastard.   
Get out of here and don’t you dare whisper a word or Pastor Donovan will find 
out what you did to his daughter last week.”

Greg had a smirk on his face as he left.  As he passed me by he took a long 
look at me from head to toe and then said, “You know honey, if ol’ Mark here 
can’t satisfy you I’m right next door.”

“Get out Greg - NOW!” Mark yelled.  Greg looked me over one more time, 
shaking his head as he left and muttering something like, “Damn nice piece of 
ass.”  Then he was gone, shutting the door behind him.

“OK Kelly, let me ask you again.  What in the world are you doing here?”

“Oh quit being so coy Mark,” I chastised him as I slowly approached his bed.   
“I saw you looking at me today and I KNOW you enjoyed last night.  Don’t tell 
me that you don't want more.  I know I do – a LOT more.”

“Yeah but I can't do this Kelly,” he said with a look on his face that said 
he wanted to. “Dammit, I could get fired... or even worse.  Look, last night 
was a mistake so why don't you go back to your cabin before you get caught in 
here.”

“Well... then just be sure we don't get caught,” I said as I reached his bed 
and sat down on it with one leg up on the bed folded under me.

Then I looked at him with the most lustful and naughty expression I could 
muster, saying, “I really want you to fuck me Mark.  Right now.  Right here.  
I want you to fuck me better than I’ve ever been fucked before.  Please fuck 
me... don't I turn you on?”

If there was one thing I’d learned early in my burgeoning sexual “career”, it 
was that there is one thing that gets a guy going more than anything and 
that’s to hear a girl ask him to fuck her.  Well, Mark was proving to be no 
exception.  

The bulge in Mark’s shorts was getting bigger by the second and despite his 
protests to the contrary, he was looking at me more and more with that 
lustful look guys get when they start seeing me as an object to be taken and 
used.  Some girls complain when men do that, claiming that they want to be 
treated as a person, not a sex toy.  Frankly, that was EXACTLY what I wanted 
right then, to be Mark’s sex toy and have him play with me.

My body was tingling all over with anticipation as I lusted for him, wanting 
him to use me to satisfy his naughtiest desires, to think about nothing but 
his sexual desires and use me to fulfill them.  I wanted him to want me, to 
desire me, to show me just how much he thought I was pretty and sexy.

Without further hesitation, I stood up and quickly undid my shorts and 
dropped them to the floor.  My t-shirt was more like a nightshirt, 
momentarily at least covering my ass and pussy from his view.  Then I stepped 
up close to him, spreading his legs apart so I could stand between them.

Taking his hand in mine, I pulled it under my t-shirt to my pussy, pressing 
his hand firmly against me.  His willpower totally disappeared as I felt his 
fingers instantly begin to explore, to find the seam where my clit was hiding 
and then work down until he was at the wet entrance to my pussy.

I moaned softly as his finger pressed until he was inside of me, wetting his 
finger with my pussy juices and then pulling out to wet my clit.

“That’s it Mark, you know you want me.  Fuck me... Oh fuck me Mark.”

Mark slid his other hand under my t-shirt and grabbed my ass, squeezing it in 
his big hands and lifting me up on my toes.  I pulled my t-shirt over my head 
so I was finally naked in front of him, with nothing but my sneakers on.  It 
was just the opposite of last time when he was the one who was undressed and 
I was completely clothed.  It made me feel so sexy being naked in front of 
him, like I was giving myself to him for his pleasure and enjoyment.

God his fingers felt so good in me! I could feel my pussy getting wetter and 
wetter each time he toyed with my clit.  Oh yes, it was SO much better to 
have him actually touching me than to just fantasize about it in my bunk.

Mark let go of me and worked his way backward on his bed.  I reached over him 
and tugged on his shorts, trying to pull them off.  He raised his hips for 
me, making it easier to get them off.  He had white jockey shorts on 
underneath and they were the next to join the growing pile of clothes on the 
floor and there it was, his wonderful massive cock standing up like a missile 
ready to launch.  I reached for it and held it in my hand, smiling at him 
with the joy I felt inside as I climbed up on the bed next to him.

“Mmmmmmm,” I said to him, “I remember how good you tasted last night.  I’ve 
been looking forward to some more of this fella all day!”

I bent down to his crotch, taking his cock in my mouth immediately.  I drove 
my mouth down on him until my lips met the base of his cock.  His hair was so 
thick it practically smothered me but I loved the way it caressed my cheeks.

I took a deep breath and savored his strong odor that was thick and musky.  I 
let him out of my mouth slowly as I came up, my tongue licking him as he went 
by it.  When just the head was in my mouth I sucked it like a baby’s binky, 
running the tip of my tongue against the tip of his cock.

While I sucked him I held his balls in my hand, massaging them gently and 
running my fingers though the hair that surrounded them.  His hands were on 
my head, helping me to time my efforts with his thrusts as he tried to drive 
himself deeper into my mouth each time.  This time though I wanted more than 
just a blowjob, he owed me a good fucking after last night and I was going to 
see that he paid his debt.

Mark was still on his back with his shirt on so I swung my leg over him and 
straddled his waist.  I could feel him pressing up against me, his cock 
probing my crotch to find the entrance to the place it loved to be.  I rubbed 
myself against him, feeling him sliding across my clit, keeping him wet with 
my pussy.

“I bet you get pretty horny watching those girls all day in their swimsuits,” 
I teased him.

“Oh hell, sometimes I think I’m going to explode,” he groaned, “Nothing but a 
bunch of teases wiggling their asses and tits.  Drives me crazy…Oh what the 
hell, I wanted to fuck you from the first time you gave me that slutty little 
ass wiggle.”

With that he reached around and grabbed his cock.  I lifted myself up so he 
could position it under me and then lowered myself down into him.  He missed 
the first time and I had to lift back up again for a second try.  This time 
he hit my asshole and I immediately jumped up.

“Uh-uh, bad boy!” I scolded him.  “That’s not for play.  Come on, I‘m not 
THAT tight!”

This time I reached down and spread myself open for him.  Te tip of his cock 
pressed against my pussy hole, this time hitting it dead-on center and so I 
pushed down harder, driving him into me.  Oh my god it felt so good to feel 
myself spreading apart for him.  It hurt at first as I’d never had anything 
that large in my pussy before but soon I could feel his cock sliding into me, 
filling me as I’d never been filled by anyone before.

The momentary pain was quickly replaced by the most intense feeling of 
pleasure imaginable as I took him all in until my ass was planted on his 
hairy crotch.  Oh yeah, this time instead of his thick bush tickling my face 
he was tickling my bare pussy and butt.  My pussy squeezed down on his cock 
as hard as I could.  God, it was like he was pushing up into my stomach!

“Damn Kelly, you feel so tight... so good!” Mark groaned as I started to 
bounce on him, trying to take a bit more of him each time, getting that last 
fraction of an inch of his cock inside of me.

Reaching down again I played with my clit, quickly driving myself to an 
orgasm that drenched his crotch with my pussy juices.  I wanted more though, 
much more.  I was not even close to being satisfied yet after all the 
dreaming and masturbating I’d done this week imagining myself doing this very 
thing.  Oh yeah, I was being fucked by the sexiest guy at camp and I loved 
it!

Mark grabbed my bare hips and I leaned down on top of him.  Then we rolled 
over on our sides and I lifted my upper leg over his.  He started humping me, 
pounding my ass with his crotch as I looked down to watch his cock as it 
appeared and then disappeared into my pussy.  It felt so amazing to feel his 
dick sliding in and out of me as I watched it, almost hard to believe what I 
was feeling in me was actually the same thing I was watching.

Mark put his arm around me and played with my tiny boobs, squeezing each one 
in his hand and grabbing my rock-hard nipple between his fingers.  It wasn’t 
long before my next orgasm hit and then yet another.  It was like getting hit 
with two waves of pleasure from opposite directions, coming together deep 
inside of me, crashing into one another and spilling their loads of pure 
bliss into me.

My entire body was tingling like when your leg falls asleep and then starts 
to awaken.  All I could think to say was to keep begging him to fuck me, to 
fuck me harder and harder and never stop.

Without warning Mark pulled out of me and for a moment it was like I felt so 
empty, like something had been taken from me.  He wasn't done with though, as 
he twisted me around onto my back as he got off the bed.  Grabbing my ankles 
Mark pulled me to the edge of the bed until my ass was almost falling off.  
He lifted my legs up until they rested on his broad tanned shoulders.  Mark 
then grabbed his angry-looking cock and pressed the tip of the head back 
against the entrance to my hungry pussy.

“Ready for some more cock Kelly?” he asked.  What a stupid question!

“Shove that in me before I grab it and pull it in!” I demanded, “Fuck me!”

Mark didn't need to be told twice.  He slammed into me, driving himself in my 
hot and wet pussy over and over again.  His hands gripped my ankles, lifting 
me up until my ass was off the bed.  My hands played with my boobs while Mark 
fucked me even harder than before.  God, was he ever going to cum? I could 
only imagine what a load he was preparing for me! As if he could read my 
mind, I could feel him start stroking faster and from the swelling inside of 
me I knew he was getting ready.

“Oh god I’m ready! Where do you want me to cum, Kelly?” he asked.

“Cum in me Mark,” I begged him, “Fill my tight pussy with your cum!”

It really didn't matter as he couldn't hold back any longer anyway.  The 
first surge of cum erupted from his ejaculating cock deep inside of my eager 
pussy.  The heat of the explosion inside of me was just what I needed to cum 
again and yet another orgasm rocked me.

Again and again Mark drilled me with his cum, filling me with it until 
finally he stopped pumping and just stood there with his cock deep inside of 
me.  He was breathing so hard he couldn’t say anything other than a series of 
groans.  

As for me, I just laid back with my eyes closed, trying to take in every 
sensation, to absorb ever feeling that was emanating from my freshly fucked 
pussy as his cock would periodically throb in me, sending shivers up and down 
my spine. 

Finally Mark pulled his spent dick out of me and pushed me up on the bed 
further so he could nestle up to me, his warm body pressed against mine.

Even though I was exhausted, there was one thing I wanted not matter what.  
Indeed, I’d dreamed too many times about it to miss it now.  I turned around 
until my face was in his smelly crotch, taking his softening cock in my mouth 
and sucking on it gently.  His whole body shook as I continued to nurse his 
ultra-sensitive dick.

I wondered if he had any clue as to how badly I wanted to taste him after he 
fucked me, to taste the mixture of both of us on his shaft that had just been 
inside of me.  

Mmmmmmm, I loved the taste and smell of my pussy and to have it combined with 
his cum and the overwhelming odor of his crotch was simply heaven on earth 
for me.  There was even a treat for me as a few drops of cum leaked out as he 
softened.

Any other time and place and I’m sure I could’ve continued sucking on him, 
reviving his cock for another round of fucking.  However I knew only too well 
that I had to get back to my cabin before someone raised an alarm so I got up 
and quickly dressed.  Mark just laid on the bed with his beautiful cock 
laying on its side for me to gaze at affectionately.  God I loved that dick! 

Suddenly a look of desperation came over him. “Oh my God I can’t believe I 
just fucked you! I mean, it was wonderful and you were great but we didn't 
even use a rubber for god’s sake!”

I smiled and said, “Don’t worry Mark, I’m on the pill.”

Mark looked so relieved after hearing that and as I pulled up my shorts he 
watched as my bare ass was covered up.

“Damn you really do have one hell of an ass Kelly!” he announced. 

If only he knew how good that made me feel inside!  My boobs aren’t exactly 
my strong point making my ass my favorite part of my body.  Short shorts, 
tiny skirts, painted on blue jeans – I loved to wear anything that showed it 
off as much as possible.  I wiggled my butt for him and then slipped out the 
door.

Back in my cabin I sneaked back to my bunk and lay there thinking about what 
I’d just experienced.  God my pussy was throbbing! I really wished he could 
have fucked me again – or maybe his friend? Eventually I fell asleep with my 
hand cradling my crotch, feeling my pussy pulsing and dreaming for another 
round of fucking from Mark.


Chapter 6 - Thursday – BJ Under the Dock
========================================

That morning I was brushing my teeth next to Beth again.  She took a look at 
me and smiled.

“Wow girl, you certainly seem happy this morning.  I haven’t seen you this 
happy since the last time you got laid.”

It was too good an opening to pass up so I gave her a sexy smile and winked 
at her.  Her mouth dropped open and she covered it with her hand.

“Oh my God!” she whispered, “You didn’t! With who?... Mark?  You’re kidding!” 
I just nodded and continued to brush my teeth as if it was the most natural 
thing to do.

“Damn Kelly, you really ARE a slut.  Like, every girl here has dreamed about 
him, me included, but leave it up to you to go off and actually do it!  Well, 
you’re just going to HAVE to tell me all about it when we get home you 
naughty girl!”

We both giggled.  I trusted Beth totally.  We’d been best friends as long as 
I can remember and we each knew things about the other than nobody else would 
have even dreamed of.  Beth had even confided to me one day that she was 
turned on by my dad! Now THAT was a little out there”, even for me, but I 
knew she was just teasing me at the time.  Like, my dad certainly got an 
eyeful of her at times, especially in the hot tub, but he would never have 
sex with her.

For the rest of the morning I wasn’t paying any attention to the other 
activities as I plotted about how I was going to make today’s visit to the 
waterfront an experience both Mark and I would never forget.  I was literally 
soaking wet with anticipation as we walked down to the waterfront and midway 
through our time there the opportunity I was waiting for finally arose.

Mark was in the water, hanging on the edge of the dock facing the shore.  I 
walked up to him and knelt down by him.

“Don’t you dare move,” I said softly, “Are you ready for a BJ?”

His eyes widened and he started to say something but before he could I jumped 
in and was underwater.  It was typical lake water, clean but only with a few 
inches of visibility so neither he or anyone else could see where I was.  I 
turned and swam under the dock until I found him. Before he knew what was 
happening I pulled his swim trunks down to his knees and felt my way up his 
legs until I had his incredible cock again in my hand.

I needed air by then so I surfaced under the dock where nobody could see me.  
It was totally against the rules to swim under the dock but then I’m sure it 
was against the rules to be holding the head lifeguard’s erect dick in my 
hand as well!  I could hear Mark trying to whisper to me from above.

“Damn it Kelly, stop! What if we get caught?!”

I didn't say anything, figuring actions speak louder than words. Besides, I 
was sure that once my mouth was around his horny cock that he wouldn’t be so 
anxious for me to stop! 

I took a deep breath and dove back under.  I started to suck his cock which 
was already hardening from my holding it and his anticipation.  So much for 
not wanting me to suck him! Actually I had never done this before so I wasn’t 
quite sure how it was going to work out.  His cock tasted like lake water but 
that wasn't going to stop me.  It still had that familiar feeling of smooth 
skin with that wonderful hardness underneath and the head still had that nice 
rim to run my tongue under.

Over the next five to ten minutes I alternated between sucking him and then 
stroking him as I caught my breath.  Once someone came up to Mark and started 
to talk to him just as I lowered myself under the water.  As I sucked his 
rock hard cock I tried to imagine how he was managing to hold a conversation 
while at the same time one of his sluttiest campers had her mouth locked 
around his stiff cock! 

Normally when I’m intent on just getting a boy to cum I can usually get 
results within five - maximum.  Today, though, I was starting to wonder if I 
was going to be successful at all when finally I got the reaction I was 
hoping for.  His head beginning to swell in my mouth and his hips 
involuntarily starting to buck as he tried to drive himself deeper into my 
mouth, like he was trying to fuck my mouth.

Fortunately, I’d just taken another gulp of air when he came, thick streams 
of cum shooting into my mouth.  After a few shots I needed air and had to let 
go before he was done, leaving him to squirt the rest of his cum into the 
lake.  It left like trails like slender white worms swimming through the 
water.

This time when I surfaced I was next to him on the outside of the dock.  When 
I opened my mouth he could see his cum still on my tongue.

“God Almighty Kelly, swallow that before someone sees you!” 

Well, I had no plans for it to go to waste so I did just as he said.  Then I 
pulled myself out of the water and started to walk away but Mark hissed at 
me.  I turned and he motioned for me to come back.  He nodded towards my 
stomach and I looked down.  Right smack in the middle of my suit was a big 
blob of cum.  One of the loads he shot into the water must have hit my suit.  
Nobody had seen it yet so I jumped back in and washed it off of me.  Now THAT 
would have been a bit tough to explain had I made it back to the beach 
without knowing about it!

This time when I got out I checked my suit over and all was clear, I winked 
at Mark and wiggled my ass for him as I went to the beach.  With the erection 
I left him with it didn't surprise me that he didn't get out of the water for 
a while afterwards!

On the way back to our cabin Beth came to my side and whispered to me.   
“Where did you disappear to back there? You’re suppose to be my buddy and I 
couldn’t find you.  Good thing they didn’t have a buddy-call!”

Well, there was little danger of a buddy-call when the lifeguard was getting 
a BJ but of course she didn’t know that - yet.  Once again I winked at her 
and smiled like I had earlier this morning.  Beth reacted the same as before, 
holding her mouth with her eyes wide open and then she started to giggle.

“No way Kelly,” she said, “You’re just teasing me now.  Not even you would do 
anything down there.  Besides, he was in the water by the dock most of the 
time.”

I just smiled and as we walked she suddenly gasped and looked at me again as 
she started to realize what I had done.  “No!,” she exclaimed, “You 
didn’t!... Oh my god!... you rock girl!!”

We laughed and hugged and I promised to fill her in on my entire event when 
we got home.  I had a feeling we’d both be masturbating something fierce 
together when I did!

While I had hoped to have another night with Mark, this was our last night so 
there was a big bonfire and worship service in the woods.  Our counselors 
then took us back to the cabins and we had an all-night discussion about our 
week at camp.

Everyone was being a good little girl, sharing about what a spiritual week 
this had been for them.  Well, it had certainly been a spiritual experience 
for me as well, just not the same type as they had! I sat there in the circle 
dreaming of what it would have been like to be in Mark’s cabin right then, 
feeling him fucking me instead of trading these silly stories that weren't 
probably true in the first place.  Hmmm, what would our counselor have said 
if I told her MY most spiritual experience had been having the biggest dick 
ever inside of me last night?

It was really late when we finally went to bed.  Of course it’s never too 
late for one last round of masturbation, especially after spending the 
evening dreaming about being fucked.  I was exhausted by the time I fell 
asleep but what a day it had been!


Chapter 7 - Heading Home
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It was the last day of camp and thus the last day at the waterfront.  I was 
ready for something really reckless today but when we got there I was 
devastated to find out that Mark was already gone.  One of the girls in an 
earlier session had fallen and hurt herself and as the head lifeguard he had 
to take her into town for medical care.  Oh well, so much for Operation 
Lifeguard Tower!

That evening my parents came to take me back home.  My dad grabbed my bags 
and helped me out to the parking lot.  Mark must have just made it back as he 
was standing with the other counselors saying goodbye to everyone so I 
introduced my parents to him, telling them that Mark had taught me a lot this 
week. 

Mark was a bit flushed but imagine how much he would have been had be known I 
would soon be sharing everything I’d done at camp with my mom – and I mean 
everything! 

Well, so much for Church Camp as next year I would be sixteen, too old for 
the kid’s programs.  Hmmmmmm, maybe someday I can be a counselor? I think I 
would be pretty good at teaching the girls a few things... don't you?

THE END 
