Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2012 10:12:32 -0400
From: Rod888man <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Camp SUCK II

     The new tent was four girls to three guys with a girl counsellor who
was helpful and nice, but definitely into girls and Jon didn't have much
contact with her. He did, the first day, ask why all the girl counsellors
were showing tampon retreiver strings and were all on their periods at the
same time. "It's a ruse, Nancy said, girls get pretty shy when they're OTR
so we all put in tampons even though we weren't all having periods, just to
make the campers feel comfortable being bare when their periods came."

    Jon: "OTR?"

     Nancy said, "On The Rag. It seems to have helped because I see lots of
girl campers are sporting strings."

     Jon kept track of Bobbie and saw her every day, but their camp
activities kept them apart more than Jon would have liked. But his new
tentmates were good. In particular, he was drawn to Andy. Andy's given name
was Andrea, she spent most of the time with the girls, and Jon figured she
was probably a lesbian, but she had a gangbuster's body, 10/10 on anybody's
scale, a sort of plain face, but alabaster skin without a flaw and a
beautiful head of coal black hair. More than that, she had a great sense of
humor, a boisterous laugh and she moved like she was on well oiled
ballbearings; she sort of floated. The second day they were in a volleyball
match with the other tents. Damn, she jumped like a rabbit and jon bumped
the ball to her every chance he could so she could spike it for the
point. Two hours of that and they left the court soaking wet with
sweat. Andy: "Hey, I don't know about you, but I need a shower." So they
picked up their towels at the tent and headed for the showers.

     They were drying each other's backs off when Andy said: "I don't want
to get too personal, but you have a gorgeous penis, and whenever we're
around each other, it seems as though it gets hard..."

     Jon, scratching his head,: "Well, I thought I was 'way out on the gay
end of the scale, but Henry (he pointed to his vertical member) seems to
think you're pretty wonderful and I think you're not only wonderful but
pretty."

     "Same situation," she said, "every time I look at that magnificent
penis of yours my pussy gets wet. And I thought I was 100% lesbian. Have
you ever felt a hot, wet pussy? He shook his head and she took his hand and
put it on her shaved, soaking wet snatch.

     "Wow, is that slippery!", he said. He felt her hard clit and his
finger fell into her vagina as though it were a vacuum cleaner.  "Look at
my cock. One little drop of lubricant at the tip and you've got enough to
do a small car. Have you ever felt a hard pecker?" She was staring at his
dick and without taking her eyes off she shook her head. He picked up her
hand and moved it to his cock.

     Andy: "Gee, the end is sort of soft, but the rest is hard as a rock."
She wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave it a couple of
strokes. "That's awesome. It feels like the skin isn't attached. I mean it
just slides over the long part. Oh, look, there's lots more of your
lubricant now."

     Walking back to their tent Jon said: "Hey, you don't have to answer if
you don't want to, but have you ever had intercourse with a guy?"

     Andy: "No, but looking at that lovely organ of yours I've been
wondeering how it would feel buried in my pussy. How about you? Have you
ever done it with a girl?"

     "Nope, I'm a virgin too, and I never thought much about fu..., er,
vaginal inteercourse until I met you."

     "My pussy is so itchy I can't stand it. I know a little grassy spot so
why don't we get dry towels and see if that thing could scratch my itch and
make it go away?"

     They found the patch of grass behind a wall of thick bushes and Jon
started to laugh. "What?", said Andrea. Jon pointed to a bush at the edge
of the glade. It was draped with a half dozen condoms hanging from various
branches. Andy started to laugh right along with him. She said, "It looks
like we aren't the first to stumble onto this place."  She lay on her back,
Jon donned a rubber and got between her legs. His member couldn't find the
opening so she used her hand to guide him in. It took a little pressure and
then his cockhead popped in. He could feel the tight ring of her hymen
circling his coronal groove. "OK. just, stay there a minute..." He did, and
then she lifted her hips and he entered halfway. "It's fine. It's very good
now.", she said. So he went in to the hilt and when the top of his glans
reached a hard spot she gasped.

     "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?", he said.

     "Oh, no. I, I think you just bumped my cervix. Do it some more!"  He
did, and it felt terrific! Then he felt her vagina contract, and contract
again, and again, and again, and her tense body relaxed in a flash. All too
soon he felt the pressure in his groin start to build, and build and POW!
The first spurt of boycum raced down his cock and he moaned "Ah! AH, O O O
oooooo! God damn! "Ohhh, man, that was wonderful." She lifted her head and
gave him a warm, long kiss.

     "That was so nice, you are so nice, and I know I"ll never forget this,
the first time. I've heard other girls say the first time was awful, it
hurt, and they didn't like it, but not for me. Ahhhhh, and my pussy doesn't
itch anymore. It just feels warm and full."

     He and Bobbie found some time together the next afternoon beginning
with a very warm, long kiss. They were walking in the woods holding hands
when she said: "You have been on my mind so much. Especially at night. And
I"ve been thinking how good it would feel to have you in my pussy."

     Jon: "It has been on my mind too. It must be mental telepathy. But,
not bragging or anything, but my pecker is pretty big and the last thing I
would ever want to do would be to hurt you."

     Bobbie, giggling, "My mom has a bottle of cologne shaped very much
like a penis and I've had that in my pussy a few times so I think we'd be
all right." Looking at his vertical cock, she said: "It looks like you
think so too. It sure was good advice to always wear our fannypacks so we'd
always be prepared to make love. I was thinking, if I were on top, I could
sort of be in control of how much of you I could handle. So they found a
grassy spot, got naked, she rolled a condom on Jon's leaking cock, lubed
him up, climbed on top and guided him to her rosebud. He expected a problem
entering but his cock slid in with surprisingly little pressure. And she
slid down without any hesitation until he was fully embedded. Then she
stopped. "You feel ever so much better and a damnsite longer than that
bottle." She began to move up and down on him and her organ slapped down on
his belly with every downstroke. Her rhythm began to speed up, her face
contorted as though in pain, she began to whine and then, before she
exploded, Jon felt her asshole contract and not until the third contraction
did she begin to squirt lovejuice. Squeeze, squirt, moan, over and over
again and Jon watched in awe as the puddle of cum on his belly became a
small lake. Her face finally relaxed, and she said: "Oh thank y.." But he
interrupted "Oh, Bobbie, you've got me so close, and I wanna cum so bad,
please, please keep stroking my dick!" She had barely started to stroke his
rigid member with her "pussy" when she felt herself lifted in the air by
his hips heaving off the ground.

     "Oh, Sweet Jesus!", he yelled, 'OHHHHHH, Oh, Oh, O, O,
oooooOOOOOHHHhhhhhh, o, o,o.", as the cum raced down his urethra with such
velocity that it felt more like a string of beads being pulled from his
cock than wads of boygoo. He heard a sound nearby and saw a boy stroking
his cock feverishly next to a bush. Bobbie collapsed on top of him, her
face buried in his neck. Then she began to sob and he felt her tears drip
down his neck. "Lordy", he said, "I hurt you, and I would never in the
world..."

     "No, no." she said, "You didn't hurt me, silly, you filled me with
your love, and I'm so happy! I've dreamed about what it would be like to
lose my virginity but I nerver realized how good it would make me feel. I
guess because I care so much for you..... I love you, I know I do, and I
never want to forget this day."

     He looked back to the boy, but he was gone except for the strings of
cum dripping from the bush. "I'm happy too, and I feel the same way about
my first fuc... er, our first true lovemaking. Hey, I don't mean to sound
clinical or anything but I just can't get over how a little girl can shoot
so much cum!"

     "Well, she said, "it's been four whole days since my last orgasm, and
again, I think it speaks loudly about how much I feel for you."

			      TO BE CONTINUED