LIL'L SLUT AT SCOUT CAMP

LIL'L SLUT AT SCOUT CAMP Part Five

Van T Z Boi 2019

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From Part Five

Mark sucked quickly and with increased interest. Alan waited for a couple of minutes enjoying the delight of having Mark's more experienced mouth going at him and then he pulled Mark off. Mark looked up at him enquiringly.

"There's other ways to have fun," Alan purred and pushed Mark back on the grass.

Part Six

Mark yelped as he landed flat on his back, he looked up at Alan but his eyes were drawn to the leaking tube that dribbled its glimmering juice onto his stomach. `What's going to happen now?' he asked himself and then his mouth was claimed by Alan's; Mark's lips were swiftly broached by Alan's invading tongue and as he suckkissed back, Mark was aware of unfamiliar movement further down between them. He felt something wet and moist touch his sensitive bumhole, to his surprise, a thrilling jolt surged upwards as his head recalled the pleasure when Alan had licked him there before. `Is he going to do that again?' his thought had a hopeful tone as instinctively he spread his legs wider, but then his head told him, `That moistness is not a tongue!' he tensed and once more relaxed as his whirling mind added, `but it does feel good ` trembling he waited expectantly for what he did not know.

"That's good," sighed Alan as he slowly balanced himself between the opening gap of Mark's legs, `he's making this much easier,' he said to himself as he gently rubbed his drooling cockhead across the damp boypussylips, Mark twitching and jerking as his pleasure mounted.

Alan kissed Mark hard, pushing the young boy against the grass, simultaneously he gripped the shaft of his teendick and pushed it between the wrinkled skin of Mark's virginal pucker. Mark felt the strange sensation, his bumhole was being opened from the outside and not the inside and yet the surges of exciting pleasure that rose up, confused his head, `I don't know if I like or not like this?' he asked himself and then it all changed. He felt the first sharp pangs of knifing pain jolt him as his bumhole was forced open by the blunt wetness that was being pushed at him, inside him.

"Yow!" he yelped as the cutting pain intensified and to Alan's annoyance, instinct made him clamp his bumhole tight.

Alan lifted his head and looked down at Mark, he could see the fear and wonderment in the boys eyes. "Hey, look it's okay Mark, we've had a lot of fun today and this is part of that fun," Alan smiled winningly at the scared nine year old. "All that stuff we did earlier, it felt good didn't it?"

"Yesssss," Mark replied sibilantly as he tensed, the ache between his legs was acute and he wanted it to stop.

"Well this is part of that fun, but," Alan's warning tone and words caught Mark's attention, "this next bit of that fun can be painful until you get used to it. A bit like trying to ride a bike," he smiled gently, "you fall off a few times but the pain is worth it in the end, do you get me?" his smile broadened.

"Uh-Huh," Mark nodded he was not truly convinced.

"Okay let's try this again, only this time try and relax, just go with the flow," Alan spoke softly, enticingly; his hand slid between their bodies and tenderly captured Mark's boycrayon.

Mark sighed and twitched as Alan's fingers stroked and rubbed his willie, the nice happy sensations returned although he was conscious of the slight pain as his bumhole protested at the continued intrusion. Swiftly Alan worked away at Mark's boycocklet, squeezing and rubbing, getting the boy as close to a peak as he could without taking him over the edge. Mark responded quicker now, his body relaxing and subsequently taking in the pleasure that Alan's fingers were supplying. As a warm tingle shot upwards, Mark arched his back in reply to the subtle stimulation; Alan seized his chance and with a short sharp thrust shoved his teendick right between the softening accommodating boypussy lips. Mark grunted heavily as the pain became very, very intense for just an aching few seconds and then the pleasure and delight as his dicklet was caressed made him forget about the arching ache. Slowly Alan slid his teendick further inside the hot funnel of Mark's boypussy, he relished the sweet tightness as his cockhead broached the inner lining, pushing through any barrier until he felt the warm moistness of Mark's inner membrane clamp tight around his lancing teendick.

Mark quailed, panting and bleating as he felt the shooting pain suddenly shock and jolt him; then it quickly subsided, he was left with a feeling fullness that was strange but not uncomfortable.

Alan grinned, `I'm in,' he thought triumphantly and allowed his weight to fall down on the trembling boy. "Now we wait while you get used to me being inside you," he said to a confused Mark.

"Inside me?" he gave Alan an enquiring look, "What's inside me?" he shivered and trembled.

"My dick," smirked Alan, "that's what's inside you and we're gonna fuck," Mark's eyes flew open and his head spun. `It's bad enough he's used that rude word again,' thought Mark, `but what's does `fuck' actually mean.' He lay there feeling Alan's trapping weight on top of him, enjoying Alan's finger caresses along his willie and the odd fullness emanating from his bumhole.

Mark sighed and inhaled deeply, as he did so he was conscious of a strong aroma that filled the air around them, he sucked in the hot steamy odour of Alan's teenage hormonal ridden scent, the strange but enticing aroma made Mark's nostrils twitch but the heady perfume invaded his head and played with his senses, the warm scent penetrated deep inside his head and his thoughts swirled even more.

Alan waited until he felt sure that Mark's pains had eased. Carefully he tested the situation; a slight gentle hipping action which made his teendick slide back and forth, almost momentarily. He observed Mark's reaction closely, the boy twitched but made no protests. `Good I can fuck harder' he decided. A further thrust, more forceful produced a replying sigh but no yelp or denials or protests at Alan's invading lance. Alan grinned and started the slow deeper plunging action, Mark twitched as Alan's fleshy tube brought on more exciting tingles as it moved inside him and then he gasped as Alan's teendick hit something inside him, his yowl of unexpected pleasure made Alan stop immediately concerned he was now hurting the boy.

"You okay?" he asked worried, he did not want to have to stop, his hormones were raging and his own tingles and expectations were overwhelming him, `to have to stop now would be so wrong,' his hormone raddled teenage head told him.

"Don't stop, don't stop what you were doing, it was Ohhhhhhhhh," Mark bleated as Alan did not wait and thrust quicker and harder. `I must have found his boynub,' Alan thought exultantly as his teenprick took over and started battering the slight swelling it felt scrub against its demanding mushroom head.

"Oh! this is nice," Mark did not know what to say because it was more than nice it was excellent, fantastic, awesome. `I don't know what he's doing but this feels amazing' Mark thought before a flaming surge bolted inside him, "Ohh! ohhhh, ooooohh," Mark mewled and purred as the exciting tingling heated up and a flare of itching delight shocked right through him.

Alan felt the effect of Mark's trembling tingle on his teenrod, Mark's boypussy muscles had instinctively clamped around his teendick and the extra pressure as he fucked at Mark's boybud sent a surge of tingling sensations flaring inside him. `This is going to be an excellent first time fuck!' he declared to himself as Mark started to writhe and wriggle under him, his legs even spreading wider to allow Alan to shove his teencock harder and further inside the welcoming boytunnel. The excitement swelled and Alan tensed, doing his best to control the welling surge, `I don't want to cum too quickly' he said to his dick as he attempted to slow and control the rampant desire to fuck and cum. Mark initially writhed at the sudden halting of pleasure but as he felt Alan halt to suck in a deep breath and mentally compose his thoughts, he sighed deeply when Alan resumed his pleasuring, this time Alan was moving deliberately slower and delving deeper. Mark observed that Alan's teendick was takin longer and slower strokes passing his `special' place, the spot where all the delight rippled outward and forward from; instinctively Mark moved his hips, adjusting happily to Alan's slower pace, the slight movement producing a further second run of the new and exciting delights as he rubbed his own nub against the pleasuring inserting teenpole.

"You're liking this," Alan whispered throatily as he observed Mark's movements. He let more of his weight fall on the eight year old, his stomach pressed firmly against Mark's cocklet which made the boy mumble as his senses took on the extra pleasures of having his boydicklet squeezed and rubbed. Alan manipulated his stomach muscles, it was automatic to him after all his own experiences being fucked when a boy and he used his toning techniques to improve this capability.

"Ohh, S'nice, ohhhhh," Mark sighed purring as the strange but amazing pleasurable tinglings heightened and soared.

Alan fucked the boy steadily; his own ecstasy was enhanced by Mark's obvious enjoyment, so he thrust repeatedly at the tight furrow, relishing the compressing of Mark's boypussy as the boy reacted to what was happening. Mark writhed and shuddered as the delight he was experiencing intensified, he tensed as the joyful bliss expanded and heated and blazed.

"Ohhh, Ohh, Allllllaaaaaaannnnn," he shrieked as the sensations became overpowering and he started to shake and tremble, the joys he had known when Alan rubbed or sucked his willie were completely overtaken by this new level of ecstatic pleasure and he shook and jerked as the white nova bliss sent starry lights dancing across his eyes, the world spun on something between his legs and as the blissful joys consumed him and spat him out the end of a starry shearing tunnel of joy he fainted, going limp as his first fucked orgasm conquered him.

Alan gritted his teeth as he sought to control his own approaching climax, `No! Not just yet,' he demanded of himself as he thought about his times tables; his diverted thoughts allowed his passion to drop just short of ejaculation whilst his pulsing teencock continued to pleasure the limp boy. Mark fluttered his eyes as consciousness returned, immediately he felt the ebbings of the joys that had made him faint; instinct made him grab at Alan's arms, his hips moving to prolong the joys. Alan smirked and began pounding as hard and as fast as he could, the slight drop in his desire had desensitized his cockhead and he delighted as his own pleasure as it became all consuming. Faster and quicker and harder he fucked at Mark's sweet young boypussy, Mark grunting and moaning as the new found bliss rose up and soared inside him. `It's going to happen again, Yaaaaay!' his head swirled as the flaring blazing tingling rocked and rocketed upwards. He drank in the heady perfume that Alan exuded, the strong pungent aroma flavoured with teenage passion invaded his senses even deeper than before and Mark felt his hairs rise on his head but not in terror. Alan fucked hard, his eyes closed as he sensed the jerk inside his balls and then his whole being was subjected to the orgasmic delight of ejaculation; especially ejaculating for the first time in a virgin boypussy. He thrust fiercely, grinding Mark into the grass as his shuddering jerking teenage body emptied its balls into the squelching tunnel. Mark twisted and juddered as he also enjoyed another flaming hot dry boycum, this time he did not faint; fully aware and awake he relished in the swarming tingles that flooded his body and his head with their persistent boundless pleasures. He felt the strange swelling and the pulsing which was followed by the shooting wetness as Alan's teendick delivered is soggy seeds but gave it no mind as there were other delights and pleasurable thoughts for his spinning mind to deal with. Alan grunted as his final spunk spurt bolted from his cockslit, panting heavily he sank down elated and triumphant on the squirming body beneath him.

"Nice fuck!" he managed to exclaim before he lapsed into breathy silence, waiting for his teenage lust to abate and his rutting teenage body to recover. Mark giggled, `he's saying rude words again' he thought but he knew this new happiness was more to the forefront of his thoughts than anything else. `Will we do this again?' he wondered and hoped for as he lay submissive and dormant. Alan squirmed inside Mark's boypussy, he felt he could sense the wetness cooling around his teendickhead as his sperms floated about and around. `Awesome first fuck,' he told himself jubilantly, delighted on claiming yet another virginal boypussy. `Mark was such a hot firstcomer,' Alan thought and was already looking forward to teaching Mark about all the other positions they could have `fun' with as he lay heavily on the slight figure of the deflowered eight year old. Since that momentous weekend Mark had entered wholesomely all the opportunities for `fun' that quickly came his way and I had wallowed in his availability with aplomb, his boypussy one which seemed made for fucking.

 

Mark purred as I slid my teendick inside his tight hole, we moved together, long used to each other's needs and movements. 

"Nice and hot and tight," I purred myself into his ear as I ground my body against his, Mark's soft figure a more than comfortable pillow for mine as I plowed his boypussy. The sounds of camp floated above and around us, the boys talking or shouting and laughing, the clank of metals as the washing up crew lathered the billies, the sparking of the nearby campfire and the buzz of other rutting bodies, the usual noises of open air camping but we were lost in the blissful joys of a good fuck. I moved lazily, those long deeply penetrating thrusts where my proud teendick head was caressed by the encompassing swollen bulge of Mark's passion bud, the little gland was expansive when Mark was aroused and his inner membranes closed tight along my penetrating length. Mark sighed and moaned, his neck arched back as he offered his Adams apple for me to kiss. I accepted his submission and kissed all the way up to his mouth where I plundered his sweet tasting tongue. I felt his twitch, he hovered on the edge, we had been here before and it was easy for me to grind against him, my hands slid down under his plump cheeks to yank his trembling body hard against mine. Mark panted; his heavy breaths making me fuck even harder as I battered him right over the edge. His undulating boypussy rolled back and forth, quickening along my teenprick as he orgasmed. I could tell it was a hot and high one by the way he wriggled and writhed and growled and grunted, through all his orgasmic shenanigans I fucked steadily, my own ecstasy slowly expanding and billowing. We reached the almost state, the ultimate point before climax, Mark's first one was dissipating, the squeezing feeling along my teenprick slowed to a more gentler pace, I knew it would be easy for me to start him up again and was just enjoying the perfection of the moment when I jerked and juddered. 

The unexpected sudden grabbing of my arse made me jump and shudder, this was followed by the wet moist touch of a small tongue. My teenpussy lips twitched and shrieked as they were awakened to a sweet surge of licking pleasure and I groan gasped as the heated flares singed up and down my spine, my teenhole bleating open to allow and demand more. `What the fuck!,' I thought before realisation dawned.

"Mottie!" I gurgled as the impulsive kid buried his nose and his tongue inside my teenpussy. 

"Wow, ohhhhh, ohhhh," Mark panted as my sudden change to heavy thrusting and shuddering had brought about another boybliss moment for him. Automatically I shoved deeper, Mottie's licking tongue forcing me to thrust even harder and further inside twelve year old Mark's boypussy. As he continued to writhe and wriggle in his ecstasy; I was momentarily spun by the combined assaults from both of them, my poor whirling head a blaze of fanciful delights. Mark's boypussy was once more in orgasm mode, the membranes clutching and squeezing my teendick whilst Mottie's flickering snake like tonguing of my arsehole was sending wave after wave of succulent pleasure rocking through me. The sensations were more than twofold, Mark's twisting and writhing was stimulating my teendick, his lips clamped upon mine and he sucked my tongue into his wet mouth, I saw plenty of brilliant starry slashes cascade across my vision and within my stumbling head. Simultaneously, Mottie's probing wet muscle caused even more ruckus to foment inside me, his nose pushed up against my sensitive nerves at the top of my crack, little goosebumps of delight bumped all along my backbone vying with the other sensations rattling up my spine and I jerked heavily as the spasms of delight made me move erratically but providing the unique pleasure of multi-user sex. 

I climbed further up Mark, thrusting with stronger and fiercer thrusts as our coupling reached new heights. Mottie's tongue was withdrawn but his slavering had done its task and I was rampant and demanding greater and grander pleasure. I growled croakily as I felt the wetness behind me, expecting Mottie's slim tongue I relaxed and then tensed, `that's not a tongue!'' my bewildered head was quite straight about that despite the other surging pleasures that swung in and around my brain.  

"Little bastard's slut's banging me!" I roared as Mottie's prepubescent slim boypickle stroked around my teenpussy lips, the spongy waxy crayon stirring my teenpussy nerves, sending more succulent sensual waves to crash on the foreshore of my breached bum. "Fucking insolent slut!" I glugged, my sensibilities were stretched and my poor overstimulated brain muddled and confounded. On one hand I wanted to carry on fucking Mark, this is what I had planned for but Mottie's audacious action was stimulating me in another direction. I was affronted by the boys' bravado in cornholing me and yet the tickling tingling he was giving me was energising and arousing. `Hot l'il fucker! I said to myself, `I'll fucking him show what's what, bloody cheek trying to fuck me with that tiny boycrayon,' but the li'l fuckers boytube was sliding in between my teenpussy lips, the sweet sensations as his satiny skin rubbed my precious nerves there sent a roaring surge of pleasure ride up my spine, instinctively I ached my back, allowing him full access to my teenhole, I needed his hot boydick where it would be most useful, rubbing my teennub.

Mark was squirreling about underneath me, my Mottie accommodating actions were making him feel glorious, the tingling excitements as my teenprick abused his boybud were causing him to enjoy a run of little sweet boycums, his rattling shaking frame causing a welter of fucking joys to rapid fire along my embedded teendong. Mottie, the li'l slut had shoved himself between my now well opened legs, I could feel his trembling stomach muscles throb against my backside, my taut globes were squeezed as Mottie fucked his slim boydicklet right down inside me and then the brilliant starry cosmos flamed into light across my eyelids as the pleasure of my teenbud being stroked or battered made my eyes tear up with the exciting joys. I ground myself even harder at Mark's boycunt, hounding him strongly into the grass as Mottie anchored his knees between mine and rabbit fucked my teenhole.

Roaring and fucking I yelped and purred as my teendick was treated to another round of Mark's boycums whilst simultaneously Mottie's dicklet milked my teennub. The starry visions blinding my eyes continued to flow through all the colours of the rainbow and then Mottie bent forward and kissed the nape of my neck. My hairs already standing on end accepted the wet kiss which only enraged me even more, it's funny how when your deep in a pussy, the slightest sensual touch somewhere else can bring on a flurry of blissful pleasuring surges and Mottie's gentle kiss did exactly that, `L'l bastard knows exactly what he's doing!' I screamed at myself as I writhed and trembled, battering Mark's boypussy and his boybud with pressuring thrusts, the solar flares cross my eyes increased in intensity and even as I blasted my spunk, the steamy strings of teendew flooding up my shaft to escape to the delightful confinement of Mark's boyhole, I felt Mottie's li'l boycrayon, swell and bloat and as he panted I could tell he was cumming good and hard.

I arched my back even more as Mottie clung to me, my teendick, swelled and throbbed inside Mark, still delivering the last of my fertile spunk seed as Mottie continued to fuck my teenhole, `he never stops at one,' I remember thinking as he bounced his small figure at my tensed body, his tiny boydick rabbiting deep inside me and causing my ebbing orgasm to be extended. As Mottie's boypricklet bloated and surged once more, I heard and felt his gasps of pleasure, the intensity of pleasurable bliss began to turn to orgasmic pain. I shuddered and juddered inside Mark, he replied by cumming again and my poor teendick was subjected to extreme pressure as it both softened and became too sensitive to be confined in a boypussy that was in orgasmic spasm. Yowling with the combined pain and pleasure I rocked up and out and off Mark, turning to eject Mottie from my clamping teenhole and fell heavilyon my side, my teendick deadening as it flopped amongst the grassy clumps. I panted and grunted, badly winded by the hard fall and the effects of overstimulated climaxing.

"No! No! More! More!" demanded Mark who was clearly in orgasmic spate.

I sighed, I managed to stroke my poor exhausted teenrod, it felt like wet soggy gristle to my touch and then I heard Mark purr and moan. I glanced to the side to see Mottie positioned between Mark's spread-eagled legs, his backside rutting back and forth explained Mark's cries of passionate delight. `Li'l slut sure knows how to fuck,' I grinned as slowly I explored my aching teendick and balls, cuddling my depleted treasure as I watched the two boys fuck. Mottie was a hellion as he rocked inside Mark's clamping boytunnel. Mark had made little protest; to my chagrin he seemed to have more than happily accepted the change of rider and he was wrapped about Mottie's small figure, stroking and touching and pressing him where it was needed. I went insanely jealous, `Li'l bastard's trying to pre-empt me,' I thought angrily but then the sight of the two boys fucking each other became an enticing and desirable fascination. I knew them both very well and could see they had reached the happy phase where each of them were experiencing little runs of boyjoys, those pleasant series of tingling flames that eventually would flame into life as a volcanic eruption of exploding happiness. I watched mesmerised as their joys continued unbounded, slowly my aches and pains in my teenprick and balls subsided, the sight of the two hot young fuckers became more and more arousing by the minute, then by the second. Mottie was purring and bleating as he thrust his hips, delving inside the wet warmth of Mark's boycunt whilst Mark was urging him to raise his pace as his needs demanded, their combined cries of ecstasy rung loud in my ears and my teenage lust raddled with hormones expanded, bloated heavily with the stimulation of their coupling. I teased my recovering teenprick, caressing gently the so sensitive skin around the ridge; my body twitching with the tantalising and extremely delightful tingles that bumped along my nerves. Mottie was really going for it now, his taut rump jackhammering away at Mark's almost teenage boypussy, Mark grabbing and forcing him harder and harder against his jerking body.

Smiling I reached over and slid my hand between the fucking bodies, carefully I caught hold of Mark's boypricklet, the delicate fingering over and above and around his glans producing fiercer and screamier moans and grunts. Mark wriggled and writhed as the assault on his senses sent him reeling and rocking, the flaring tingles inside him searing along his nerves as he arched his body to meet Mottie's powerful rabbit fucking thrusts. I let go of my own dick, it was pulsing and throbbing and dripping once more, ready for action. Chuckling I placed my hand on Mottie's firm globes and sought the entrance. Mottie without missing a stabbing drive managed to open his crack, my fingers slid down and entered the steamy wet sperm ridden hole, Mottie glancing to one side to give me one of his `Fuck You!'' grins. My finger penetrated to the hotly swollen bud that pulsed against the membrane of Mottie's boypussy, I tapped at the bulge and Mottie arched his back and cried out, I could tell he had taken a quick hard drycum. Quickly I thrust my fingers deeper so that my joints could twist and turn, the hard knobbles rubbing and stimulating his boybud, Mottie hurled himself at Mark as he jolted through a hot hard drycum, Mark thrashing about uncontrollably as he too went through a hot hard dry one. `Revenge has never been so sweet,' I congratulated myself as engrossed I sat up in a more comfortable position so I could continue to manipulate the two preteens into greater and boundless pleasures and joys. The two boys rocked against each other, driven by the manipulations of my fingers, Mark's slim pricklet, a hot pencil of heated lust, throbbed and jerked between my fingers; Mottie's tiny bud, not so tiny now, swelled and boated as I pressed against it, rotating my finger knobbles, giving him numerous pleasure and jolts.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Mark squealed as he hit the height, his body and cocklet going into a shuddering run of spasms as he went into orgasmic overdrive. His arms flailed around as the tingling inside became paramount and unlimited. His mouth opened and closed, his squealing worse than a stuck pig as the joys overwhelmed him. His eyelids fluttered several times, his back arched again and he sank limp against the grass, fucked into a faint. I could see the glassy glaze fill his unseeing eyes as he lay there, his body squelching as Mottie continued to pound away at his boypussy. Mottie rutted harder and harder, his pumping backside a blur as he pounded hungrily at the tight embrace his boydicklet was held in. I withdrew my hand from between them; it was beginning to hurt and ache with the extreme pressure of Mottie's pulverising thrusts. I concentrated on finger fucking Mottie's boypussy, the vibrating of his boytunnel was crushing my fingers and he was ejecting some of the deep down sperms that been fucked inside by myself and others. I gripped his backside with my free hand to steady myself, there was no time to shift into a better position now and I punched even harder at his swollen nub. Mottie screamed and shuddered and juddered and then with a quick pommeling charge at limp Mark's boypussy, he yelped and twitched and became still. His young body gently trembling and twitching, Mark's preteen figure doing very much the same.

   I caressed the soft satiny skin of Mottie's backside and his spine, he mewled slightly, he shook mildly but remained quiet. His backside lost its tension, I could still feel the final tremors of his joys as he lay there, his boypussy gape slowly closing and opening as thought moaning its delight in response to the extraordinary fuckcum it had just experienced. I continued to stroke and caress his naked body as he purred and twitched, his tremblings gradually slowed.

A sudden swift unexpected movement; a grinning Mottie lay on the grass looking up appealingly at me. I read the want in his eyes.

End of Part Five

To Be Continued...???????????????????

 

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