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I hated summer camp. Not because I was unpopular. I was super popular. All of the boys drooled over me, but frankly. I got enough of that at home. I had a lot of girlfriends, too. I hated summer camp because it was hot and humid and sticky and full of huge gross bugs and mosquitos.
I would count down the days until camp was over. It was even worse because my birthday happened during the last week of the summer camp so I never got to celebrate with my school friends. Not the worst thing. But it still sucked.
This year was my last summer. I’d be turning 18 and then it was off to college.
And I made a discovery in senior year: I liked boys. But I also liked girls. And you know the boys loved that. At parties, they’d try to get me drunk so I’d make out with another girl. Stupid boys. I’d make out with those girls anyway. I didn’t need to be drunk to finger my bestie while a crowd of eager and excited little boys cheered and chanted, “Show your tits!”
I loved the attention.
Camp was a different story. The boys were nerdy. The girls were cute but not exactly my type.
But then, something exciting happened. A new girl joined our bunk. We always chose the same beds every summer. But Joan, the girl who was across from me, was a year older, so the previous summer had been her last. And in came Melissa . She was 15 and she was so fucking cute I couldn’t contain myself. I was overcome with joy. I hoped she was into girls.
She was shy and a little awkward, but I tried to win her over. We became friendly. On the second night, I could hear Bridgette tossing and turning. I sat up.
“Hey,” she whispered. “Sorry …”
“What’s wrong?” I whispered.
“Can’t sleep. These beds. I miss my pillow …”
I slithered, quietly, out of bed and took my pillow over to her.
“Here, try mine.”
“No, that’s okay, I’ll –”
“Shh,” I whispered as I took Melissa’s junky camp pillow and swapped it with my fancy one.
“Just try it.”
“Thank you,” Melissa whispered.
I glanced at her body. She was petit. Tiny. She had these tiny little titties, which I loved, since I had bigger tits. Her blousy t-shirt was loose enough that I could see her tiny little nipples.
She noticed and smirked. She chewed her bottom lip.
I swept the hair out of her face and winked as I took her crappy pillow to my bed.
In the morning, Melissa waved at me from her bed. I waved back.
“Hi,” I mouthed to her.
“Hey,” she mouthed with a big smile.
Outside, I asked how she slept.
“Like a baby,” she giggled. “Your pillow is amazing. But were you able to sleep?”
“Oh, for sure,” I said. “You keep it. It’s a gift.”
“A gift?” Melissa said. She melted in front of me.
Of course, I’d have the office e-mail my parents later that day to tell them that my pillow ripped and please send a new one.
For the next week, Melissa and I spent every waking moment together. And a few nights, when the temperature dropped a little, we’d even sleep together. She smelled so good. The flirting was intense. But I still wasn’t sure if she was just one of those girls who only liked boys … or …
One evening, I heard Melissa’s bed creak. It woke me up. I glanced over, in the darkness, and squinted. Was she … I couldn’t see … but her knees were bent. Her bed was creaking. No way. She wasn’t! Was she? I could hear her gasping with frustration. Not pleasure.
In the morning, as we were standing by the lake, I asked how she slept.
“I donno …” she said. Her eyes were darting around.
“You might need to get off before you sleep, babe.” I said.
“Get off?” Melissa asked.
“Mm-hmm, like … you know …”
I wiggled two fingers in her face.
“Ooooh,” she said. “Well … I sort of … tried last night but …”
“Didn’t work?” I asked.
“I mean. It might.”
Her cheeks turned bright red. My eyes popped.
“I just don’t really … like … know … how?”
She cringed and looked away.
“Sorry. Gross. I’m so stupid.”
“No, you’re not,” I said as I pushed her hair behind her. I looked around. Campers and counselors everywhere. Shit. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her so badly.
“Yeah I am. I’m weird and gross and like. Who talks about this?”
“Best friends do,” I said.
“Really?” She asked, looking at me. “Best friends?”
“I think so …” I said.
“I think so, too …” she said, giggling.
“I could … show you? If you wanted. I mean, what are friends for?”
“Show me?” She asked.
“Like … how to … get off … if you wanted.”
“Yeah but like … when? How?”
“We could –”
“Hey! You two!” A counselor shouted. “You’re doing archery, right?”
We nodded.
“Well, you’re late! Hurry up!”
I grabbed Melissa’s hand and we ran, excitedly, towards archery, screaming that we were sorry we were late. The counselor rolled his eyes and tossed us some bows.
After lunch, we went swimming in the lake. When Melissa stepped in, her nipples got rock hard. She giggled. We swam out pretty far, but not far enough that we couldn’t touch the bottom of the lake with our feet.
“Oops,” she said.
“You’re cute,” I said.
“Me?” She asked.
I nodded.
“I wish I had bigger boobs,” Melissa said.
“Nooo. No you don’t. Yours are adorable and cute and I love them.”
“You do?”
“Mm-hmm,” I said as we pressed our bodies together in the lake. We looked around to see if anyone was watching.
“Here,” I said as I spun behind her and hugged her.
“Here what?” She asked. And then she gasped as I slid my fingers under her bikini bottom.
“Shh,” I whispered as I slid my finger down to her clit. She had a thick bush. “Oooh, I like it.”
“Should I shave it?”
“No way, babe.” I said.
I slipped my finger onto her clit. She gasped.
“Right here,” I said. “Just like this. Feel my fingers. Mm-hmm. Just like that. In a circle. Slowly.”
I could feel Melissa’s legs squirming in the lake. She was shaking.
“Oh my god that feels so good.”
“You try,” I said, taking her hand and guiding it towards her clit. “Right there. Little circles.”
I let go and swam around to the front, facing her. I watched her touch herself.
“God that makes me so horny watching you,” I said. I slid my fingers down my bikini bottom and started to rub my clit. We watched each other. Moaning softly. Touching our pussies in the lake. Melissa’s cheeks were red. She was totally flushed. Moaning.
“You’re so pretty,” I whispered.
“It feels so good, I — I –” Melissa began to purr.
“Good,” I whispered as I rubbed my clit faster and faster. “You’re doing a good job.”
“Mm-hmm,” she grunted. “Oh god. Oh I’m gonna … I’m gonna cum I think.”
I looked around. Nobody was watching. I quickly swam up to her and pressed my lips against hers. Kissing her deeply. I put my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues danced around each other as she squirmed and orgasmed. Her whole body went lip. I caught her and giggled.
“Wow that was amazing,” she said.
“The kiss or the orgasm?” I asked.
“Both? I’ve never …”
“Kissed a girl before?” I asked.
“Kissed anyone before,” she said.
“Oh wow,” I said. “That’s so hot.”
“Or …”
“Or?”
“Had … an orgasm.”
“Shut up!” I shouted in her face.
Her shrug was so innocent and cute. I wanted to kiss her again.
“I want to cum,” I whispered.
“Oh you didn’t cum?” Melissa said. “I’m sorry, I thought.”
“It’s okay,” I said. “Help me?”
I turned around and swam backwards into her. She wrapped her arms around me. We looked towards the shore. Nobody could really see us. She slid her finger down my bikini bottom and started to rub.
“Just like that,” I whispered as I took her left hand and put it on my breast. She touched my nipples as she rubbed my clit.
“Am I doing a good job?” She asked as she leaned down and kissed my neck.
“Very,” I said. “Nice and slow. You’re gonna make me cum.”
“Okay,” She said cautiously as she rubbed. Same speed. Small circles.
“That’s perfect,” I whispered as I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip. “That’s … it’s … oh god, right there. Just like that. I’m cumming. I’m gonna cum. I’m — I’m cumming.”
I sunk into the water, came up and exhaled. I spun around and pecked her on the lips.
“Did I do a good job?” She asked.
“Very.”
“I wish I could taste you,” Melissa whispered.
“I wish I could taste you, too,” I said.
That night after dinner, Melissa and I walked back to our bunks. We were holding hands, which was nothing too unusual and didn’t draw too much attention. I wanted her so badly, but we were ushered into our cabin and pretty soon, it was lights out.
Our time in the lake was really the only time we could be intimate. We could swim far enough away that nobody could see us masturbating or fingering each other. Or making out. But I needed her tight cunt in my mouth. I needed to taste her pussy. Lick her body. Suck her perky tiny nipples. But the counselors were everywhere.
There was one counselor – Jacob – who had been a camper the previous summer. I thought, perhaps, I could bribe him. So before lunch, I approached him and pulled him around back.
“I have a quick question.”
“Sure, what’s up?” He asked. “Cigarettes?”
“What? No. No. Nothing like that. Something more … personal.”
“Can’t you ask some other chick for tampons?”
I giggled.
“No, silly. Not tampons. Listen … you know Melissa?”
“Your new best friend? Yeah. Some of the other girls are jealous. At least so I’ve heard.”
“Ah, well. Too bad for them. Listen. Melissa and I have been … kinda … fooling around.”
“Hot,” Jacob said.
“Uh-huh. Anyway, we can’t get any fucking privacy around here. Can you cover for us if anyone asks? Just for like, a half hour?”
He shifted anxiously. A few summers ago, some campers went into the woods to make out and got lost. It was a whole thing.
“We won’t get lost,” I said, laughing. “I promise. C’mon. I’ve been camping here as long as you. I know these woods. I just need a half hour. Please.”
“What’s in it for me?” Jacob asked.
“What do you want?” I asked.
He eyed my breasts.
“You wanna see my tits?” I asked.
“Well, I was thinking more like … a blowjob …”
“A blowjob?” I said.
That was an awful lot to give me a half hour.
“I’ll tell you what. I’ll give you one blowjob if you give me a half hour a week until camp is over.”
“Only one?” Jacob asked.
I rolled my eyes and pulled my shirt down, exposing my breasts. They were as close to perfect as you could imagine.
“Wow,” he whispered.
“So? Do we have a deal?”
“Yeah,” Jacob said. “Come with me and help me get the flags and stuff. We’re doing Capture the Flag this afternoon …”
Jacob and I walked to the shed together where the supplies were kept for games and activities. I pushed him inside, spun around, made sure no one was watching, slammed the door, ripped my top off and dropped to my knees.
Jacob yanked his cock out of his pants. He was already hard.
“Good boy,” I said as I immediately took him down my throat with ease. Deep throating was sort of my thing.
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, hands on hips, eyes to the ceiling.
I slobbered all over his dick. Spitting, jerking, gagging. He took hold of my head and fucked my throat. I gagged and yanked him from my throat and puked on the floor.
“Whoa,” he said.
I took his cock back in my throat, bobbing up and down.
“Guh! Guh! Gugh! GUGH!”
“Fuck that feels so good.”
Saliva flowed from my throat onto his shiny hard cock.
“AUGH AUGH AUGH!”
“Fuck yes!” He grunted.
“Cum for me,” I whispered as I stroked him and put him back into my mouth, slurping, gagging, sucking.
“I’m gonna cum,” he grunted.
He pushed my head down. Nose to pelvis. My pussy was soaking wet. He ejaculated down my throat. I felt his cock pump six times. Six ropes of sperm. I swallowed everything, stood up and put my top back on.
“Fuck,” he grunted.
“Good?”
“Amazing.”
“Okay, get outta here,” I said, handing him the flags and the cones. “I’ll be right out.”
I yanked my pants down and rubbed my clit, cumming in literally seconds. My pussy was drenched. I realized my army green camp assigned shorts were damp from my wet cunt.
“Shit,” I whispered. I wiped the spit from my chin, grabbed some more supplies and rushed outside to help Jacob set up.
The following afternoon, Melissa and I were at the lake, fingering each other, when Jacob started waving to us.
“MELISSA! TOBY!!”
“Are we in trouble?” Melissa asked.
“Nope. Far from it,” I said with a wink.
We swam to shore.
“You two are in big trouble. Did you not put away the supplies from Capture the Flag yesterday?”
“Ohhh. Dammit,” I said.
“Come with me,” Jacob said. “You’re going to spend the next half hour re-stuffing the archery targets with hay.”
Jacob escorted us towards the woods.
“Have fun,” he said with a wink.
“Does he know?” Melissa asked nervously.
“He does,” I said. “He can be trusted, though. I promise. Nobody will find out.”
Melissa and I walked into the woods. We got far enough in that we couldn’t see the cabins anymore. We found a small clearing and looked around.
“So …” Melissa whispered.
“So …” I said, anxiously. I took my top off.
“Wait like … outside? What if someone …”
“Nobody’s going to see. I promise.” I said.
“Could we … like … go behind a bush at least?”
“Sure,” I said.
Melissa and I walked into the woods a little further. We found a huge downed tree.
“This is perfect,” I said.
Melissa was nervous. I could see her fidgeting. I was still topless. I pulled my shorts and panties down. She could see me. All of me. I had a bush, too.
I smiled.
“Wow,” she said. She gulped. “You’re … like … really … naked.”
I laughed and stepped forward, touching her neck. I kissed her. Her nipples got hard. I put my hand up her shirt and twisted one of them. Softly. She exhaled and leaned forward, kissing my neck. I unzipped her shorts and slid them off. Her panties had a wet spot.
“I want you,” she whispered. “Like. A lot.”
“Same,” I said.
We laid down. I crawled on top of her and kissed her. We rolled around in the grass and earth, kissing, touching, licking. Her nipples were in my mouth. Her ear was in mine. I licked. She licked. My nipples were in her mouth. Her fingers were inside of me. My fingers were inside of her.
We pulled our soaking wet fingers from our cunts and jammed them into our mouths. I pushed my fingers down her throat.
She gagged and drooled. She pushed her fingers down my throat. I coughed.
“Taste your pussy,” I grunted.
“Mm-hmm,” she moaned as saliva gushed out of her throat and onto her small tits.
We found our legs intertwined. Our cunts pressed against each other. We rocked back and forth slowly, rubbing our pussies together. I rubbed her clit. She rubbed mine. I reached out and wrapped my hand around her neck, softly, and squeezed.
Her cheeks turned red. Her chest turned red. She nodded. She reached out and choked me.
“Mm-hmm, good girl,” I whispered.
We rocked back and forth.
She was digging into the soil, grinding, grunting, moaning. Begging for more. When I released my hand from her throat, she inhaled.
“Lick me,” she begged.
I crawled between her legs. I put her left leg over my left shoulder and pressed my tongue into her asshole.
“Mmm, Toby, baby yessss,” Melissa purred.
“You like it? My tongue on your asshole?”
“I love it,” she groaned.
I dragged my tongue. Slowly. Over her cunt. Over her lips. Kissing her inner thighs. She had such a tight pussy. I put two fingers inside and began to do the come here motion. She groaned. She was sloshing. Dripping.
“Let me taste,” she begged.
I put my fingers in her mouth and watched as she licked them clean. I was drooling with excitement. I pressed my mouth to her clit. She gasped loudly and continued to suck my fingers.
I licked faster and faster. She was squirming everywhere.
“I’m cumming,” she moaned as she orgasmed gently and collapsed into the earth.
“Good girl,” I whispered.
“I want to make you cum,” she whispered.
I sat up and crawled onto the fallen tree. I spread my legs for her. Melissa got on her knees and looked at me.
“I don’t know how …” she whispered. “I want to be as good as you.”
“Kiss me first. Right here,” I said, pointing to my inner thigh.
She leaned down and kissed and then looked up at me, begging for approval.
“Good,” I whispered. “Here, now.” I pointed closer to my pussy.
“Here, now,” I said, pointing to my other thigh.
“Here?” She asked, her big brown eyes locked on mine.
“Uh-huh,” I said.
She kissed. She kissed everywhere. She slid a finger inside of me. I was dripping down my thigh.
“Lick it up,” I said.
She licked and swallowed.
“You taste good,” she giggled.
“You taste good, too,” I said as I arched back. My cunt was dripping. She put two fingers in and pressed her mouth to my clit, licking softly. I grabbed my breasts and squeezed.
“Is that good?” She whispered.
“It’s amazing,” I said. “I’m so close.”
“What should I do?” Melissa asked, on her knees. My cunt in her mouth.
“Just keep licking. Nice and slowly. Only go faster if I tell you. I’m so close. Keep licking. Just like that. Yes, baby. Yes. Keep. Keep l-licking me.”
“Mm-hmm,” Melissa hummed.
“I’m so close,” I said as I grabbed onto the tree.
“Cum for me,” Melissa whispered.
I arched back and looked up to the sky as I came in her mouth, my soaking wet pussy dripping all over her tongue and chin.
“I’m cummmiiiing,” I groaned. I caught my breath and slid off of the tree and on top of her. I kissed her, tasting myself on her lips.
I put my head in the crook of her neck and kissed her softly.
“That was amazing,” I whispered.
“You’re amazing,” Melissa said, laughing.
I leaned down and put her nipple in my mouth and sucked.
“I’m glad I chose this camp,” Melissa said as she looked at the trees.
“Me, too.” I said. “I might have to come back as a counselor next year after all …”
I put her hand in mine and kissed her.
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