Brad stood naked from the waist up, his hard chest and tight flat stomach reflecting the hot sun, admist the chaos of dozens of young teens splashing in the dark waters of lake Chawahaskee, Brad’s eyes darted from young blossoming woman to young blossoming woman, enjoying his fair share of skin and shapely adolescents. It was free swim at Camp Chawahaskee, at least for the older girl campers and while they were required to wear one piece suits many of them skirted the system, much to Brad’s liking.
Camp Chawahaskee was a small and relatively prude overnight summer camp that Brad had attended until he was 16. Now, after finishing his first year of college, he was allowed back as a counselor. At his age he was put with one of the younger boys cabin, but as a lifeguard and through the daily activities he led as well as the ample social time provided by the camp, he managed to chat with many of the young ladies he was watching now. He had a bit of a reputation as one of the camp hotties, certainly he was not the only one, but with dozens of young teens in the height of puberty, they all received a certain amount of attention. So did many of the camp boys as well.
He stood on the floating wood platform in the center of the swim area, sharing life guard duty with another female counselor. The bright rubbery orange of his oblong rescue float was the only thing hiding his extremely painful and obvious erection in his swim trunks. He always had to carefully place the floatation device as to hide his “big” problem during free swim. While the camp made it hard for its campers to sneak off for hook ups, no one could be watching everyone all the time, and due to an unsavory incident between a and girl in a previous year they had separated free swim, which was just so chaotic that boys and girls together was a bad idea.
Brad, for his part, enjoyed the “alone” time with the young girls and without the rambunctious guys. He enjoyed the extra attention gotten from being the only shirtless guy in sight. He also enjoyed the view, despite the prude single piece rule Brad had a fantastic location to observe the slender bodies with the the long legs. The milky white, luscious dark, or exotically bronze skin. The flat still developing tits and asses or the newly round bottoms and breasts. He had an eye for soaking wet camel toe too. And with his sunglasses on it was all fair play as no one could tell what he was looking at. Hence the constant erection and the carefully placed life guard rescue tube. Of course none of this made him a particularly good life guard.
Brad noticed a gaggle of girls approaching his floating dock. One by one they lifted their dripping wet bodies out of the lake to join him. On the way out Brad noticed one girls bathing suit hanging a little off her chest as she crawled up on hands and knees giving him quite a peak at her developing cleavage and maybe even a little bit if nipple.
“Hey Brad”
It was Rachel, a brunette with some blonde streaks, a cute face, rounder body and a gorgeous new luscious rack sitting on her chest of Brads guess to be a small c cup. She knew it too. Her legs were incredibly slender but expanded quickly to fit her hips atop. Her brown eyes and face were adorable, Brad was sure the teen guys probably just thought of her as hot but her baby face ringed as cute to him. She was one of the louder girls, a ring leader, and a bit of a queen bee. Two other girls followed her. One of them was Ashley, a platinum blonde haired girl with an incredibly slim and tight body. It made for a smaller ass and rack but she was the definition of hot. Right up Brads alley. He imagined the water dripping from her was steaming off her hard flat body. And fuck... those legs! Finally, following quietly behind the other two was Jen. Jen was a little mouse-ish, middle of the road brown hair, paper white skin, a thin but round oval face ending in a pointy chin, with a thin lower lip. Jen had glassy light blue eyes and eyebrows that went from a little bushy over the eye to ending super thin. She was hot as hell in her own right. As a compete package she was fucking cute with a hot body. It was Jen who, as she crawled onto the platform, had given him his sneak peek while her wet bathing suit hung in the front. Revealing the tops of her small but perfectly shaped globes and a hint of pink of her nipple.
Behind Jen’s pale blue eyes Brad could see she gave off that obsessive vibe, maybe a little desperate. It made her seem edgy and dangerous and really got Brads motor running. His mind filled with fantasies of her acting incredibly slutty to whatever boy she happened to be stuck on at the time. While Brad received a fair amount of attention from most of the girls, he noticed Jen liked to hang around just a bit longer, flirt just a bit more. He wanted badly to be who she was obsessing over in his fantasies, although had no idea how he could ever act on it, much less so at this camp.
The girls were flirting with Brad now. Making innocent conversation, but occasionally touching his arm, or adding in comments about him working out. Brad soaked it up along with the hot sun. When he turned his eyes across the lake he saw the female counselor looking at him a bit disapprovingly. Whatever, Brad thought, it was Cindy and she couldn’t judge that much. Cindy was one of the older counselors but he even caught her chatting a bit too friendly to the oldest boys. This was a melting pot of hormones, for teenagers and young adults alike. All the laws and camp rules in the world would never change that young people wanted to have sex with other young people, and when you hit puberty it was off to the races.
Brad had to put some effort into sounding cool around these girls, but not much, he was older and they were mostly trying to impress him. He had heard a story through the grapevine that one of the boys had felt Rachel’s breasts. A reasonable accomplishment at camp. Lucky guy though, Brad could tell they were fantastic. It wasn’t just about size, although hers were ample, somehow they were round and pointy at the same from Brad’s view of her chest through the bathing suit. Brad had also heard that Ashley may have hooked up with a counselor last year, a British guy who wasn’t here this year, so who knows maybe it was true. But Ashley must’ve been what 14 at the absolute oldest last year. Damn he could tell Ashley’s body was tight, even through her suit, a flat stomach, probably B cup sized breasts. He was peeling her suit off her body with this mind.
Eventually Cindy blew the whistle to signal the end of free swim. The girls said bye, and he received a short hug from Rachel. Kids at this camp were always looking for someway to skirt the rules and touch each other. But Jen was hanging on, almost literally to his arm after. So he watched the other girls go to shore and let Jen stay as he chatted with her some more.
“Oh my god, Tommy was such a dick ...” Brad looked at her with a put-on disapproving face, he had to make a show of it since she had cursed. She covered her mouth and smiled at him.
“Sorry ...”
“No problem. You better run off now.”
“I wish I could stay longer.”
“I’d let you if I could, sneak out after dark, whatever you want as long as you didn’t get in trouble.”
“Sometimes I like getting in trouble.” Jen replied with a smirk, and a false sense of bravado. Man, Brad loved that fake confidence in teens.
“Uh Huh.”
“Too bad our last day is coming up.”
“Yea I’ll miss you girls.”
“We better be your favorites.”
“Ah there will be other camp sessions, new girls to talk to.”
Jen gave him a playful punch to his muscular arm, and then looked at him just a second too long.
“Maybe we could keep in touch.”
“Oh yea, I can give you my email.”
That was actually quite normal between the older kids and the counselors so Brad felt safe. Jen finally dove off into the water to shore, as Brad had to stay a minute to let his penis deflate after watching all the girls asses as they walked away. When he got to shore Cindy gave him another look.
“Cindy, don’t get on me.”
“Just don’t anything stupid Brad.”
Cindy was the lead girls counselor but she wasn’t too much a stickler for rules, only just enough to keep her position.
Brad had a free session after swim, to let him rinse off. Instead he took it to go quickly behind the canteen where a separate cabin was set up, this was a counselors only cabin meant for relaxing. It actually had a tv, the only one in camp. And the camp staff promised to leave them alone in there. Brad was going to meet Robyn.
When Brad had arrived to camp for training, he had been surprised to learn Robyn was still a counselor. She had been a first year counselor when Brad was 15, making her four years older. But she wasn’t there when he went for his last year. Now she was here too, having just finished college. Brad and Robyn had flirted quite a bit the year she was one of his counselors. Brad and her had even held hands a bit at the excursion to the roller rink. He had gotten a lot of shit from the other camp girls, probably ones who liked him. Robyn was cute, but not hot. She had strawberry brown hair, lots of freckles, was a little less thin then he normally liked, but had a nice rack. She was also religious, a side effect of going to such a prude camp was you got a lot of those kind of people. But Brad had been happy to find out she did not have any problems with sex before marriage and was fine going steady with her so he could keep getting some during the summer. It had been really hot the first time they hooked it, it still felt a little wrong which made it all the better. But since then Brad realized he had not weighed all of his options and probably could have had a hotter counselor as his summer fling. But now that he was with her it would be way too much drama to make a change.
Robyn was already there waiting for him on the old stained couch plopped near the tv. She was reading a magazine and looked up with a smile. Brad was raring and ready to go. His blood was boiling hot from working himself up watching all the hot teens at the lake.
“Hey ..”
Brad silenced her with a wet kiss, covering her mouth. He needed release and fast. As he kissed her his hands made their way to her shirt. Bunching up her camp Tee and sliding his fingers up her soft belly to the hard frame of her bra. He pulled one hand back to begin working her shorts button.
“Wow ... going kinda fast there” Robyn exclaimed.
Brad checked his watch mockingly. “We have like what 30 min left in this session, then siesta and I’m back with my brats. And I have to shower. Damn right I’m moving fast.”
Robyn smiled and Brad continued working her clothing. Giving up on her bra after copping a feel of her shapely breasts under the bra. Brad pulled his head back from hers to check the cabin window and make sure no other counselors on break decided to come by. She pulled off her pants and panties and Brad slid down his swim trunks.
“Get the condom,” Robyn whispered. Brad rolled his eyes in response almost making an audible groan. He has only had unprotected sex a handful of times, as a present from his high school girlfriend and drunkenly in college. But Robyn has been a stickler since the first. Brad found his hiding spot in a near by cubby and rolled it over his flapping cock. He looked down at Robyn, she was trimmed along her bikini line more for looks with shorts or bathing suits on then for looking good with pants off. Brad shaved his ball hair as often as he could fit it in his counselor schedule and wished Robyn had a shaved pussy as well. Nonetheless her bush was cute enough and he moved between her legs. Brad began to push his penis into her as his eyes closed...
His head was elsewhere as he imagined the incredible body of Ashley naked in front of him. He fantasized about her disrobing in his cabin, getting ready to fuck him and not that counselor from last year. She pulls off her tight pink shirt, revealing incredibly small but unbelievably firm breasts. Then she wiggles out of her hot little shorts, the ones he’s seen her in so many times and that look like they need pliers to pull off her slim hips. As she pulls down her cute pink panties she reveals a perfect shaved pussy, with tight slender lips pressed together and revealing nothing.
Brad opened his eyes, below him Robyn had her eyes closed, as he pounded into her her breasts bounced up toward her chin and then back down with each thrust. Brad could feel warmth surround his latex wrapped cock, and he knew her pussy slick, even though he was dying to feel the wetness around his skin. Brad reached a hand up to cup a breast, while supporting himself on the couch with his other hand. He closed his eyes again....
In his mind he saw Jen before him, or more accurately under him. He was on top of the mousey girl, fucking her ... hard. Jen was alternately moaning in pain and pleasure and whispering that she loved him. Brad could feel himself get harder, if that was even possible. He looked down at her, her eyes closed, a grimace of pleasure mixed with pain as he continued to drive hard into her. Her head bobbed up and down in time with his aggressive thrusts. “Fuck ... fuck...”He was moaning out loud.
“Brad, brad, slow down!” Robyn said, as she pushed her hands against his chest.
Brad looked down at Robyn she was still smiling but clearly he gotten a little too worked up. “Oh sorry.”
“It’s ok,” she patted his shoulders, “keep going.”
Brad began to get back into the rhythm, he watched his white tinted cock push back past Robyn’s reddish brown pussy hair and into her warmth again. Feeling the sliding sensation through the condom. He picked a slower pace and tried to stay focused on Robyn. It was hard to cum through a condom while going slowly, he usually needed to go fast. He pressed his face between her cleavage while holding her hips steady. He tried to stay focused he really did but his mind wandered once more...
Now it was Rachel, with her adorable round baby face, but he wasn’t fucking her, instead her cute little eyes were staring at him while her dirty blonde hair flowing around his knees as she bobbed her mouth up and down over his rock hard cock. She smiled between sucking, occasionally licking her soft red tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, before engulfing the head and pushing down. Her breasts were out, big with beautiful pink nipples. How badly he wanted to cum on her face....
“Ooh ... uh ... ugh”
Brad came, his dick pulsating in Rachel’s pussy, throbbing through the condom, he could feel his cum back up from the tip of the condom until it was mid way down the condom wetting his dick. He collapsed on top of Rachel, and checked his watch, he needed to run if he planned to shower before the kids came back to the bunk.
Just two days later it was the final night for this session. A tradition was to let the kids out of their bunks in their pajamas and go to the canteen for a late night snack, and to use up any remaining money they had. First were the younger kids, and then later the older teens. Brad’s kids were done early, but Brad didn’t want to go back. This was his favorite night. The last night meant campers emotions ran high, as a kid this is when Brad was most likely to get some action. As a counselor this was when you could have the most fun with the campers, more cursing, seeing kids sneak off, or try to, to hook up, extra flirting with the teens. So Brad always volunteered to work the canteen, letting the counselor from the cabin next door take back both set of kids.
Brad saw all three girls come up for soda and snacks that night. When everyone had gotten something, they closed the canteen and Brad went looking for the girls. They were in a large group, Cindy was there too, as was a couple other girls and many of the older boys. Brad walked up, catching Cindy herself getting way too touchy freely with one of the 16 year olds. Brad gave her a knowing look. The night was dark, and Brad noticed several times that hands, definitely different hands, had reached around to grab his ass. However, despite the heavy interest from many of the boys, eventually the group shrieked to just two other boys and Brad’s favorite girl campers.
The conversation had shifted to sex, at first veiled with silly metaphors to avoid “getting in trouble with Brad.” But soon the teens were just telling their tall tales and Brad was just laughing. When Rachel claimed that her friend told her a guy came instantly and harder than from a blowjob if you pushed two fingers into his taint, Brad just laughed at her clueless comment. In response Rachel was daring the other girls to try it on one of the guys. It was Jen who broke her awkward silence to reach out her fingers, not toward one of the other teens, but towards Brad who was sitting on top of the table of a picnic bench. She brought her fingers closer and closer to his crotch with all the kids watching and Brad just waiting to see if she had the balls to do it. She sped up and quickly brushed her two fingers across Brads crotch, Brad just laughed again.
After the late night snack session was over, Brad made his way back to his cabin. He tried to convince Robyn to sneak out and fuck him over text, but she told him to just put his boner away and go to sleep. She was a stickler for the rules and leaving your kids un-supervised was a no no. Brad made due with his hand, jerking off to a fantasy of fucking Ashley and Jen at the same time.
At breakfast the next day the first round of good byes came, as buses were arriving to take the kids back to pick up or the airport. Jen was on the first round and as she left they exchanged emails. Jen also hugged him, it became awkwardly tight as Brad’s eyes darted around the room to make sure no one was paying attention. He literally had to use his strength to pry her away and send her off. And after she left he noticed an uncomfortable wet spot on his shirt. Had she been crying?
There was only two sessions left for camp after that. A few days passed but then Jen emailed.
“Sorry it took so long”, she had written, “I didn’t know if you’d really want an email from a ‘little kid’ like me, ha ha.”
Brad had seen the email during his free time at the shared computer. He wasn’t allowed to have his phone out anywhere except in his private cabin. But when he got back he wrote her a reply. He encouraged more emails from her. Soon she was emailing daily, Brad wasn’t sure where this was leading but could sense her desperation through the emails. He worked up the courage to ask her for a picture of herself, he tried to make it sound friendly, but his response was less so. Jen had replied saying she took a quick shot with her phone, it was her in only a shirt on her bed, the shirt was riding up her legs you could almost see her panties. Brad had to be careful now, he didn’t need pics any racier than this on his phone. Although that didn’t mean he didn’t beat off to it. No need to waste a good opportunity.
Finally, as the last few days of camp ticked by, Jen had sent the email that Brad had been hoping for ...
“Your almost done! You should totally come by after camp is over. I’ll sneak you in when my parents are out “
It was just about that easy, two replies later and Brad was officially invited to visit Jen. He had said yes, but wasn’t sure he’d go through with it. Although he had told his parents not to expect him to come right home, was gonna take a little detour on his road trip home. The last days of camp couldn’t pass soon enough. First the campers were gone, then clean up and wrap up for the counselors. Lots of hugs and tears and laughs, invites to get drinks (forbidden during the summer). Separating from Robyn wasn’t easy, she mentioned staying together but she was going south and Brad would be going north for college. He gave her a last lovemaking session and said that maybe they’d both be there next summer. And while he did really like Robyn, he hoped she would not be there next summer. Then again, if he went through with what he wanted too, maybe he shouldn’t be there again either.
When Brad reached the exit on the interstate he knew it was decision time, exit A to go home, and exit C to go to Jens. His car, drifting almost with a mind of it’s own, made his decision for him. He was now less than an hour from Jens. He had avoided giving her his cell phone number but provided an email update. The reply got his blood boiling, “Parent just left for work, so excited to see you!” Brads dick was hard, and he had to make an effort not to stroke it as he drove.
As he drove through Jens town, he could only think she was way more hodunk then he thought. The town was much smaller then he had expected. Soon he was driving through one car wide streets, with houses and trees on all sides. Almost at the end of the street was a one floor blue house covered in vinyl siding. Brad was a bit paranoid and parked two houses away before walking up to the front door of Jen’s. He didn’t have to knock.
“Oh my god, Brad!” The door swung open to Jens face uncharacteristically smiling. “It is so cool to see you.” Jen was wearing grey shorts terminating at her upper thigh and a black tank top. Her tiny breasts poked outward from her shirt, her skinny legs were invitingly white and smooth.
“Yea it’s great, you were on my way home so I figured I’d take you up on your offer.”
“Rachel is gonna be so jealous.”
Brad laughed nervously hoping Jen wouldn’t share his visit too widely.
“Sorry it’s hot in here my dad won’t let us drop it below 78 I’m during the day.”
Brad stepped in and noticed it was quite stuffy. The house was a little rundown she no doubt it was only 78 where the air conditioner panel was located. The house had the feeling of not keeping the outside out too well.
Jen brought them right to the kitchen where she offered up a coke for each of them.
“I got home she just had to get some right away.”
The running camp reward was coke. As it could not be found on camp unless a counselor it it in their day off.
“I’d offer you a beer but my dad would know” she added.
They sat around a bit and chatted about the rest of camp. What Jen has been doing since she got back. And she of the juicer rumors from the session.
“Adam said Cindy caught Ashley giving him a hand job on the hill while we’re singing the goodbye camp songs” Jen offered.
“What?!” Brad laughed. “Tight ass Cindy, I knew she wasn’t as good as she pretended. I saw her and Adam flirting real hard that last night. Musta liked what she saw. She didn’t get them in any trouble. Damn shame about Ashley though...” Brad let out a bit more then intended.
“Why” Jen replied coyly. Although Brad senses some sadness along with the flirting.
“Haha well she’s way too good of a catch to waste on douchey Adam. Plus last year I heard she hooked up with a counselor so I was hoping for some juicer news.”
Jen lightly punched his arm.
“Ok mr rules, haha you wanting to get with a camper I did not expect that.”
Brad took his cue and caught her glassy blue eyes with his.
“I mean Ashley is hot, but I can think of a prettier camper.”
Jen stared back for a moment but didn't take the bait, she blushed and looked away.
"So, you should give me the tour." Brad changed the subject, hoping to get into her room. Jen was not oblivious to the underlying meaning of this comment but both of them continued the act. Jen began touring Brad around her one floor house, it wasn't big and after letting him see the living room and peaking into her parents room, they were soon sitting on her bed in a small cluttered and clearly teenaged girl's room. Her room had dirty carpeting, and clothes littered the floor. But her bed was reasonably well made, with a black and white checkered comforter covering her sheets.
They were just sitting on the bed next to each other, their legs dangling to the floor. It was awkward. Brad felt like he was back in highschool with his first girlfriend again, unsure of what to do. To take that next step, to really make a move on a former camper, a decision that was overwhelming him. He could only assume that for Jen, it was that she was very inexperienced, despite all the bravado the older girls at camp liked to show off. Brad decided to take a half step. He moved to start tickling Jen, breaking the tension, upping the flirting, and making physical contact with her. She pulled back playfully trying to hold his arms, she fell back onto her pillow and had an adorable "how dare you" expression with her eyes wide and her mouth open.
Brad focused on her mouth. Her upper lip was thin, her lower lip was full. They were a rose shade of pink. Wisps of her thin mousey brown hair threatened to fall over her eyes. Her bangs creeping over her forehead. Her eye brows bushy. Her eyes, the light ice blue color, staring at him with that hint of desperation and danger of an emotionally unstable teen girl. It was all too much .... Brad covered Jen's mouth with his own.
Her return kisses betrayed her inexperience, her lips grabbing awkwardly onto whatever they could, her tongue was frantic. Brad took control, he slowed the pace, brought their lips back into position, softly bit her lower lip. He began to move his body over hers, as she hunched on her elbows, finally relenting as her back pressed against her bed. Brad made his way down her neck with soft kisses. Jen moaned, and Brad had to muffle a laugh. The noise she made sounded like it came from porn, probably because she had no idea what noise to make and either the girls from camp or a porno video had been her teacher.
Brad's hands moved up Jen's shirt, the soft fabric of her black tank top sliding under his finger tips. He pressed his palms into her chest, rubbing side to side on her two small mounds. Jen arched her back and begged to kiss him more, moaning again into his mouth. He would move his hands down to her soft pale white legs and glide them down to her ankles and back up her legs through to her inner thighs. "Damn" he thought, "she has fantastic legs." Brad pressed on top of her and the two grinded on each other. Minutes went by as Brad alternated between holding her face and rubbing her covered breasts through her shirt.
Finally, Brad felt a rustling below and looked down where he was surprised to see Jen's nervously shaking hands trying to find the waist band of her shorts. Nervous she was, but also horny. Brad moved his hands to help her, smiling at her while he peeled off her shorts. He made sure to hook the waistband of her shorts and her panties, so as he pulled they both came off. Jen was staring at him in the eyes as bared her lower half naked. Brad sat up to inspect his handiwork. Jen's shirt had ridden up, she was exposed from belly button down. Her stomach was flat, pale white like the rest of her, and soft even to the naked eye. As he traced her body downwards her stomach gave way to the most perfect pussy mound Brad could have imagined. Her pussy was pressed flat into her, curving perfectly reminding Brad of an anatomical black and white drawing from a sex ed book. Her white skin giving way to a light shade of rose pink that filled her pussy lips and surrounded the skin just around them. Her lips were pressed together, hiding her insides like the pages in a closed book.
She looked hairless but atop her mound Brad noticed a dusting of color, instinctively he moved his fingers and rubbed just above her pussy. He could feel the stubble of recently shaved hair. He had heard girls at camp talking about how they all shaved, and he had laughed about it. But now here he could see Jen, who barely needed to, had shaved herself.
His fingers moved down sliding along her lips. They were incredibly soft and their color picked up to a darker red. As he slid down them he noticed her clit, the hood was long and pointy breaking the perfect curve of her mound. His began to trace it, and then lightly pull it, and then rub it. He felt arms slide around his neck and Jen brought him back for more kissing. Brad continued to make out with Jen but also continued to brush his fingers up and down her lower lips. He began to feel a slickness each time he stroked up and down. She was getting wet.
Brad looked down again to see his fingers glistening, Jen peered over as well and he could see her eyes focus on the massive bulge in his jeans. She release her arms from around his neck and tentatively reached out to his crotch. Brad sat back and watched, no audience this time to embarrass her, and Jen began to fondle the bulge in his pants. Brad smiled at her and unbuckled his belt and then slid down his jeans over his feet and leaving them on the floor. His erection flopped as he took his pants off, and now no longer a bulge but a clear outline of his cock in his boxers. Jen was looking down at his erection with intensity. Brad slipped his shirt off, displaying the chest and abs he knew the girls liked so much during free swim.
Jen took her hands and ran them over his bare chest. Brad grabbed one of her hands and placed it in his waist band, he helped her slide down his boxers as well. His raging cock stood straight, head dark red, waiting for relief. Brad felt a bit nervous himself, this being a younger girl and all, but also a siren's call from his penis. They had gone too far. He needed the release.
Brad brought her back for more kissing, he began to nudge his hips toward her. As he masterfully caressed her lips with his own he began positioning his penis toward her. Jen sensed the movement, she stopped kissing him and instead leaned back into her bed, laying flat she looked nervous but expectant. Brad had to admit this wasn't his finest moment but perhaps the virgin girl just needed this part to happen fast. He positioned his entire body over her and pressed the head of his penis into the crease between her luscious pussy lips. Brad could have stared at his head beginning to part her lips forever but he knew that Jen needed care, so he moved back to kissing her gently as he pushed forward. He distracted her with making out as he inched his penis further into her. He could feel wetness on his tip. Then a kiss, and another inch forward, pushing against her tightness. Now his head felt warm, he stroked her face and pushed again steady but slow. It was hard to tell his progress so he sneaked a glance down and was surprised to see how much of his cock was buried between her lips.
The sight was overwhelming, Brad could barely remember the last time he had put his penis into a pussy without a condom, on account of being drunk. And the memory from high school had faded as well. Here was his penis, unhindered, surrounded on all aides by warm flesh. If Brad could've gotten harder he would have. He was about to fuck this little minx of a teen with his bare cock.
He pushed in with consistent force, he heard a noise and looked back toward Jen whose head was back, eyes closed, and a mixture of pain and pleasure could been seen on her open mouthed expression. He could feel her insides now. She was incredibly tight, restricting the speed of his thrusts, but she was soaking wet and her pussy seemed to melt around his dick with each stroke. He began to rhythmically thrust into her while watching her adorable face make its first expressions to being fucked. It was all too much, Brad could already feel the familiar sensation of cumming rising up through him. Fucking this teen camper who had teased him with her very being for weeks, who had flirted, from who a very look toward him would raise his penis straight, it was too hot for Brad. He began fucking her with a mission, if he was going to cum this quick he was going to milk it for all its worth.
Brads muscular body just leaving teen hood himself pressed against the much smaller girl, his ass pushing between her splayed legs. His dick sliding in and out, emerging with more glistening pussy juice each time and pushing back in as if having to take her virginity each time. He took long steady strokes and could feel incredible pleasure building up. His eyes closed and his hips sped up, her pain/pleasure moans faded into the distance a million miles away. He could feel himself edging closer, and with only the last shreds of his self control he pulled his cock from inside of her as cum pulsated out of him, aiming downward into her black and white checkered sheets. Brad was seeing stars and had to catch himself before completely smothering her with his weight. Finally, he rolled over next to her and opened his eyes, Jen was smiling, a good sight to see.
"Oh my god Jen, that was fucking amazing." Brad said. His words giving her a heightened sense of confidence. Jen laid next to him, her pussy felt empty now but her chest was full with excitement and emotion. The two laid there, covered in sweat in her too hot room deep in her muggy little house. They breathed quietly for a few moments.
"Wow" Jen said. Then, "Ewww."
Brad pushed himself up to see Jen had gotten her hand in the wet spot. They both laughed and rolled over deeper into her bed to avoid it. Minutes passed and the two began innocent chatter. Brad cuddled the sweet little lolita and they talked nonsense about camp and other campers and counselors, they teased each other. Jen eventually began fondling his penis, she hadn't really touched it before. Playing with it at first, before gently stroking it up and down. As if Brad needed anything other than a few minutes and the thought of fucking this girls sweet pussy again to get hard. No sooner then she started then his penis was up to full mast. Jen laughed at him and pulled her hand away.
"No, don't stop" Brad said.
Then he turned to her, she was still in her black tank top.
"Hey I still haven't seen you completely naked."
Jen got shy again but with a little coaxing she removed her tank top. Her breasts were tiny but well rounded, pert and smooth. Clearly they had only grown in the last couple years and were barely halfway to full size. But Brad loved them, he played with her breast and lightly licked them. Noticing the positive reaction he began to kiss her downwards on her smooth belly. Then he took her milky white thin legs and bit them and kissed them. Jen was pushing back against the wall perpendicular to her bed now, then Brad made a motion for her pussy. She almost tried to stop him but he was too fast. His mouth covered her rose pink outer pussy lips. They were pressed together so Brad could only slide his tongue up and down and in and out. She tasted great, young and fresh, just the right amount of sweaty. He pushed a finger between her lips trying to maneuver it so he could see her inner lips.
Jen pulled him back up to kiss her making it clear she was also ready for another round. This time Brad paused and pulled a silver foil packet from the back pocket of his pants. Jen looked inquisitively as him.
"Safety first" Brad said. Although he had been way too excite the first time around, he didn't feel like pulling out again and really wanted to be safe with Jen. He wrapped the condom around his penis while Jen watched intently. He positioned himself on top of her again, this time she placed her hands on his back. He looked down as his rubber covered penis began to penetrate her. Each time he pulled back the wetness went deeper down his condom covered shaft. The obscenity of this girls smooth, shaved, and tiny vagina being penetrated by his hard condom covered cock was exhilarating. He found a good motion and began to stroke into her. Jens fingernails pinched into his back, no doubt this felt a bit different as well too her. But he was calm and his motion was consistent he was working hard to get her off.
Eventually he maneuvered his fingers down there and began gently pressing on her clitoral shaft. Occasionally sliding his thumb up and down it. Jen was really getting into it now, even pushing back with her hips. He fucked her slow and steady for some time, having just cum and wearing a condom he felt invincible. But eventually he wasn't sure if she would cum. Brad finally pressed his hands against her bed and gave to to her harder. In the condom he really had to fuck her hard so he could cum. He hoped it wasn't too much for her as he heard her moans turn into whimpers. Finally he thrusted a last time and felt his cum splash backward on his penis inside the condom.
Afterwards the two had to grab a snack, and check the time, the day had grown late and her mom would come home from work in less than two hours. Brad too had a long ride home. But for all this it only took looking at this skinny little girl, with her ice colored eyes, mousey brown hair, milky thin legs, and tight hips, and he knew he couldn't go without fucking her one more time. He swept her off her feet in the kitchen and carried her back to her room.
He laid her on the bed and this time, reasoning that after cumming twice he couldn't have anything left, decided against a condom. He wanted this memory of himself fucking her bare back one last time. As he made out with her and began to position his now stiffening cock into her, she pushed him away. Jen smiled and pressed him against the bed, climbing on top of him.
"I want to try" she said, with renewed confidence after fucking twice today.
Brad laid back as he positioned his penis head between her lips and began to sit on him in cowgirl style. She couldn't quite get it in one motion though so Brad assisted, positioning his penis head and then holding it straight as she sank down on his cock. Now this was a sight to behold. Jen's skinny little body, tight hips, petite breasts moving up and down. Her motion wasn't great but the visuals were exciting. Brad laid back and let her fuck him to her own rhythm. He watched as her pussy lips lifted slowly off the skin of his crotch and slide up on his penis before she fell back down on to him. He wasn't sure he would cum this way at first. But she was persistent, whether her aim was to reach her orgasm or making him cum he didn't know. He could sense her tiring so he relaxed himself and focused on cumming. Finally as her body jerked down onto him he felt his orgasm flood, only the littlest leak of cum drizziled out of him as she fell ontop of his chest breathing hard.
Brad smiled at her and they kissed some more. But now with very little time to spare, Brad dressed himself, collecting their one used condom for later disposal. As Jen in one large long shirt and nothing else, walked him to the door. They kissed again.
"You have to come see me again" Jen said.
"Oh don't worry Brad said" but he didn't mean it. He definitely could not make a habit out of this. "And oh, keep this on the down low with the other campers, I am hoping to come back and be your counselor again next year."
Jen promised, Brad wasn't so sure how good of a promise it was.
Brad's drive home was long, but he was completely contented and satisfied. Blasting tunes from his car, windows down in the hot summer air, and the memory of incredibly hot teen pussy on his mind.