The Only Girl At Camp
 by Shannon


Prologue


"Please Steph, Please let me." She heard as she looked into Bret's
pleading eyes and stopped his hand as it advanced up her shirt to where
the bottom of her bra sat.

She had now been making out with her boyfriend on the couch for twenty
minutes. She knew she was being a bit prudish. Heck she knew girls her
age that already had kids and all Bret wanted to do was touch her
breasts. It wasn't the first time he had tried in there two years of
dating exclusively. She was afraid that if she let him he would want
more though. She didn't know if she wanted to give him more, she didn't
know if she was ready for that.

She looked at the clock over his shoulder as he held her. He father had
told her that he would leave her alone for a full thirty minutes. She
still had ten to go. Her father had always chaperoned her dates before
this and this was the first real opportunity to do something like this
they had ever gotten other then the few times they had stolen away for
a few moments when no one was paying attention.

She could see from the bulge in his shorts that he was very aroused.
She was aroused herself. More aroused then she had ever been before.
She knew this would be the last time she saw him for two weeks while
she took a trip with her family. She felt a thrill of arousal shot
through her body as she made up her mind and let go of his hand and
kissed him deeply. The thrill continued to grow as she felt his hand
hit the bottom of where her bra line sat.

This was it she was about to let Bret be the first one to touch her
breasts. She kissed him passionately as she felt his hand slip past
that forbidden boundary that was her bra line and to the lower portion
of her breast.

"Stephie, time to say goodnight and let Bret get home." Her fathers
voice preceded him around the corner.

It took them both by surprise and they both jumped as they heard him.
Her heart was pounding through her chest and the arousal was still
there the longing of the resolve she had just made still in her mind.
Her boyfriend and her however now had almost a foot of space between
them on the couch.



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Chapter 1


"Wake up Steph, were here." It was her father's voice that woke her,
that and the car coming to a stop. She knew she had been dreaming in
her fitful sleep about the night before and was quite aroused. The
first thing that hit her was the heat of the summer air. Even with the
air conditioning going in the mini van she had sweat rolling off her
skin. She remembered falling asleep due to the heat and now she was
waking to the heat again.

Slowly she opened her eyes to look around. She could see that they had
come to a small gravel parking area in the woods. Just to her right she
could see one building painted barn red. Beyond that in the distance a
lake shimmered in the afternoon sun. Dozens of other cars were parked
there all of which were surrounded by young boys. They were her
brother's age, which would make them all eleven to twelve years old.

Stephanie was at a Cub Scout summer camp. She was there even though she
didn't really want to be. She didn't have a choice. Her father was the
leader of her little brother's pack and him being a single parent
didn't have anyone for her to stay home with. She had tried to argue
that she was old enough to stay by herself, however Dad had insisted
that fifteen was much to young to spend two weeks alone.

Two weeks, how on earth was she going to survive this heat for two
weeks, let alone the boredom of being at a Cub Scout camp? She would
have much rather have been at home in the air-conditioned coolness of
her house. She was already homesick and wanted nothing more then to
call one of her friends and chat for a bit.

She stepped out of the minivan and instantly felt the relief of a
breeze on her skin. She looked down and could see the wetness through
her light blue tee shirt and the sweat rolling down her legs and arms.
She readjusted the low-rise denim shorts she was wearing to be a bit
more comfortable as she walked. She now wished she had worn shorts a
bit loser not the tight hip huggers she was wearing. Oh well, she
thought, I have some in my bag to change into later.

She started walking to where her Dad was gathering the twelve boys and
three other men that made up her Dad's Cub Scout Pack. As she waked
towards them she became aware of other Packs doing just as they were,
gathering together to unload equipment and such. As she looked around
she became aware of something that she shouldn't have come to her as
the shock it did, but she was the only female there.

It appeared as if there were literally hundreds of boys her brother's
age there and not a single female in site. She also noticed as she
gathered with her fathers Pack that some of the other boys were staring
at her. It made her a bit uncomfortable. Made her feel as though she was
a spectacle at a zoo and out of place at that.

The thought took her by surprise. It had never occurred to her that she
would be the only female there. It had defiantly not occurred to her
that these boys would look at her. Even if it would have occurred to
her she wouldn't have thought these boys, as young as they were, might
be looking at her like the were. The shy glances and concealed pointing
were far different then if they had been leering at her. Somehow it was
more pronounced.

Even as hot as it was she folded her arms over her chest to conceal the
tightness of the tee shirt over her large breasts. Stephanie was never
what was considered a hottie. She was more of an average girl. She had
thick dark brown hair that came past her shoulders when it wasn't up in
a ponytail as it was now. Her skin had always been a bit fair with a
smattering of freckles over her round cheeks. She had always thought
her bright blue eyes to be her best feature, and was proud of her thick
lashes. Most girls had to wear colored contacts to get the color she had
naturally.

Her body was a little on the heavy side, or so she thought. She was
just more of an average build then the supermodels that her and her
friends wished they looked like. She had a full breast and full hips.
Her waist was slender though. In all she was often compared to look
more like the actress Liv Tyler then anyone else. Though her face was
more round where Liv's was long.

In stark contrast to the boys sly glances at her were the men, the
fathers of the boys that were there. She could tell one or two were
downright starring at her. She had never been looked at like this as
long as she could remember. In all honesty attending an all girls
private school, she had never been around this many men and boys
before. She felt a flutter of excitement pass over her as she thought
about it again.

Her impulse had been to pull down her shirt a little more so that her
midriff wasn't bare, instead her excitement at being the center of
attention as she was, and the residual arousal of the dream she had
been having, got the better of her. She unfolded her arms from in front
of her breasts and stretched them over her head causing her shirt to
rise up even more. She could now tell that her hips and tummy were well
exposed. It was then that her shyness got the best of her though as she
saw the looks she was getting redoubled. She brought her arms down and
pulled her tee to the waistband of her shorts.

"Ok everyone, gather up your gear from the cars." It was her father
talking. "We will be walking from here. I need to go to the dinning
hall and check us in. I will be back in a few minutes." At that her Dad
and Mr. Browne, another of the men with him started walking towards the
red building she had seen. Mr. Martin started to unload the roof rack
of one of the minivans and Mr. Carrey started to unload the roof rack
of the minivan she had ridden in.

She stood there watching as the men handed duffle bags and packs down
to the boys. Hers was one of the last unloaded. One of the boys carried
it over to her. When her Dad and Mr. Browne returned from getting them
registered they informed the group that there camp was about a half
mile from the parking area and they would have to walk from there. She
looked at her large duffle and thought to herself how miserable it was
going to be to carry that bag a half mile.

As she sat there starring at her bag a voice came over her shoulder.
"Stephanie, may I carry your bag for you?" She looked behind her and
there was Allen, her boyfriends little brother. She was taken back at
the fact that he was here. She hadn't even thought about the fact that
he would be here even though he and her brother were in the same pack.
She sat there staring at him for a moment thinking about how much he
looked like her boyfriend. " I could carry that for you if you want?"
He offered again.

"Of course you can Allen." She watched him strain to lift her bag under
the weight of his pack as well. She was amazed at how his arm muscles
stood out as he strained. She looked at the rest of him how perfectly
formed his young body was. She couldn't believe this; she was actually
attracted to his boyish yet well-muscled body. He couldn't be more then
twelve and had maybe started puberty but only just barely. He was blond
and pail skinned and tall for his age. He stood taller then her. Due to
the fact that she was only just at five feet tall that wasn't really
much of a feat however.

After about ten minutes of walking through the woods they came to the
place that was to be there campsite. It was a clearing surrounded by
thick woods. It was much cooler in the woods, for that Stephanie was
grateful. The accommodations left a bit to be desired though. Spaced
through the clearing surrounding a central ring of stones for a fire
were wooden platforms. On each wooden platform was an olive colored
canvas tent. The tent was about six feet tall, and maybe six feet long.
A wooden frame held up the tents, and the flaps tied shut in the front
and the back so that it could open equally on both ends.

Inside of each tent were two metal bed frames. There was a small foam
mattress on each one over a metal weave mesh. At least She wouldn't
have to sleep on the ground Stephanie thought. Her Dad gave her the
tent farthest away from the main part of the camp. She could tell that
he was thinking of her privacy when he did this. Though she could tell
that the tent would afford little privacy if anyone really were
interested. There was no lock and the tent flaps even tied shut gapped
a bit so that someone standing at the door could easily see inside.

Her little bellboy, Allen, followed her to her tent. He was sweating
profusely and she could tell he was exhausted from carrying her bag.
She had him lift the bag to one of the two cots in the tent. "Thank you
again for your help. I don't think I could have carried that up here."
She said, seeing a gleam of pride come across the boys face at the
praise. She could also see a slight blush. The she saw him glance down
at her breasts. It was only a glance and then right back to her face.
He probably thought she hadn't even noticed. This young boy was
actually attracted to her. A naughty thrill of excitement went through
her once more.

"Come here." She said. She reached out and gave him a hug. She could
feel his body stiffen as she wrapped her arms around him. She pressed
all of her body against his, feeling her breasts flatten out across his
chest. She held him only for a moment and then let go of him. When she
released him he was blushing profusely. She had never had this type of
reaction on guys before. What was even stranger was the fact that she
was actually enjoying this. The shy attention she was getting from
these pubescent boys was actually giving her a sexual charge. The fact
that this was her boyfriends little brother made it a bit taboo and
gave it a bit more of a thrill.

"Thank you again." She said. He stood there starring at her still. His
eyes were wandering over her body spending extra time on her breasts.
It was weird when she thought about it. She had always wondered what it
was like to be ogled by guys like this and now she was the sole center
of attention for these boys. She would continue to be the center of
attention to these boys, it dawned on her as she stood there, she would
be the only female these boys saw for the next two weeks.

"Well, I need to get unpacked." She said as she turned away breaking
the gaze he had on her body. "Your such a sweetie just like your
brother." At that she leaned over and gave him a small peck on the
cheek. It was as smooth as she had expected. The blush in his face
redoubled and he smiled at her and gathering his pack hurried off.

Maybe this trip wasn't going to be all bad she thought as she took the
battery operated lantern from her bag and hung it from one of the tent
poles. She spent the next fifteen minutes or so laying out her clothing
on the cot she wouldn't be using and then rolling out her sleeping bag
on the cot she would be sleeping on.

The heat didn't seem quite so bad now that she had her thoughts about
the boys to keep her mind off of it. She watched as Allen was setting
things up in a tent not too far from hers maybe fifty yards away
through the woods. She could see him bending over to do something with
his tent. She had a good view of him from behind. She could see the
muscles of his bottom flex as he bent over and the small bulge in
between his legs that would be his scrotum and penis. She wondered what
it would feel like to touch that small bulge between his legs.

Why was she getting so turned on? She should be freaked out. These were
little boys. What type of a pervert was she becoming?

The excitement was really addictive though. It was a mixture of
thrilling and embarrassing and sexually exciting all at the same time.
If these were adults or even guys her age she would flip. Of coarse if
that were the case the glances wouldn't be quite so shy and innocent.
She knew from her brother and his friends that boys at this age were
shy and awkward. What could be the harm of letting them enjoy the view?
It wasn't like she was running around naked or anything.

She smiled to herself at that thought. No real harm in being a bit
flirty. She thought about it for a moment and unbuttoned her denim
shorts. After that she flipped the waistband down making the low-rise
shorts now even lower. The waistband was now sitting at the top of her
panties. The hot pink straps that sat across her hip were clearly
visible.

Observing her handiwork she flipped the bottom hem of her tee up so
that it sat just below her rib cage. She would never have dared show
this much skin in public anywhere. She was too self-conscious of her
weight. Then she thought about it. The tent flap was still open. She
was in public right now. None of the boys had noticed they were all
paying too much attention to setting up camp but she was in public
nonetheless.

The excitement overcame her better judgment at that thought. She
started to walk around the camp and watch the boys setting up camp. She
could see the boys were almost falling over themselves now to look at
her and not let her know they were looking at her. She felt like she
was in a fashion commercial. Where the supermodel walked down the
street and all the guys fell and dropped stuff. Just the attention was
turning her on. She had never felt anything like this before. It was so
addictive. She was going to like this summer camp.

"Ok boys, Fall In." Again her fathers voice brought her back to
reality. "Time for dinner. Everyone to the center of the campsite."

She thought about covering herself a bit but changed her mind. If her
Dad said anything she would just tell him she was hot. She was feeling
a bit bold now as she walked to the spot where all the boys were
gathering. "Come on up here with me Steph." Said her father as she
arrived. He gave her a questioning look as he noticed her new wardrobe
alterations but didn't say anything.

Now she really was in the limelight. It increased her embarrassment to
be standing in front of all the boys in her brother's pack pushing the
limit of her modesty as she was. Now she knew why the strippers she had
seen on late night HBO special's she had watched when sneaking up late
with friends while sleeping over found their job such a thrill. It was
a mixture of embarrassment and heat that was just indescribable.

She noticed that the adults were casting glances at her. These were
grown men. These men were married and had wives and such and they were
still staring at her now. Then she saw her brother. Oh my god she
thought and had to hold her breath for a moment. He was staring at her
as hard as any of the other guy. Now she was feeling embarrassed.
However even the embarrassment of her little brother starring at her
with a look of lust in his eye turned her on. She must truly be a freak
she thought.

Not that she would ever want to have sex with her brother. The thought
turned her stomach. To be honest she wouldn't want to have sex with any
of these boys. That still didn't change the fact that she was enjoying
being the object of there attention. She enjoyed it even more knowing
that she wouldn't do anything with any of them. In all honesty she was
being a tease and she knew it. The thought brought a little smile to
her face.

After seeing that all the boys had arrived they started walking back to
the dinning hall. It was almost like she could feel the weight of the
boys staring at her backside and the curves of her hips as she walked.
The weight of those stairs became even more pronounced when other packs
started joining them on the trail through the woods to the dinning hall.

As they arrived at the area in front of the dinning hall it really came
to light how many boys were there. Her dad's pack being one of the last
to arrive she could see that there were honestly dozens and dozens of
boys there. She could not even begin to count them as they stood there
in lines waiting. A small army of boys was present. She felt her pulse
quicken and her lust go through the roof as she walked to the front
edge of the crowd beside her father.

She knew that as she stood a pace or two in front of all the boys that
she was the center of attention. She stood beside her father with her
back to the boys as the camp councilors began to assemble in front of
the crowd of boys. She took note that some of the councilors were boys
her own age or maybe a little bit older. This was a little surprising
as she had expected all of them to be her dads age or older.

"Hello Boys, and welcome to Camp Olmstead. My name is Mr. Banson and
I'm the camp director." Said one of the older men standing out in front
of the mass of boys that now stood in neat military like rows.

Mr. Banson droned on introducing the councilors one by one. She took
note that quite a few of the councilors that were her age worked as
lifeguards. One that she found quite attractive taught archery. She
thought to herself she might just have to visit the archery range.

She couldn't believe her thought at that. She had a boyfriend back
home. She knew that Bret would be faithful to her. Somehow that thought
made it even more taboo. He would be at home being a good boy and not
flirting and here she was thinking about flirting. The irony of it
excited her a bit more then she already was.

As she stood there in the sun of the open field Stephanie again began
to feel the heat of the summer sun. She could feel the sweat start to
bead on her lower back. She raised the lower hem of her shirt as much
to avoid the heat as to attract the glances of the hundreds of Cub
Scouts behind her. This time she pulled it up to the bottom of her bra.
This left her entire midriff exposed to the eyes of the boys behind her.

And looking they were. She could feel their glances as she shifted her
weight from one foot to the other causing her hips to sway. She had
never been as sexually charged as she was now. She never expected to be
this excited standing next to her Dad and defiantly not standing in a
field full of young boys.

"This session we have a young lady with us. This means that the shower
house will be off limits to everyone but her between the hours of six
o'clock pm and seven o'clock pm. Also, We will leave pink bandannas in
all of the latrines. If you see one of these outside of a latrine
please respect this young ladies privacy."

Listening to that was like being hit by a bucket of ice water. Never
had she had this much attention before. She thought for a moment and
realized that now not only did every boy in camp know there was a
female here but also they all knew when she was going to be taking a
shower or how to find her in the bathroom. She didn't know exactly how
she felt about this. On one hand she was nervous about that on the
other very excited. She wondered if any of the boys would use that
information. As she looked around at the shy glances and the young
faces she came the conclusion that none of them would dare to peek on
her in the shower.

Mr. Banson continued droning on again telling a few jokes and generally
discussing a lot of stuff like how to sign up to earn certain badges and
awards. Her thoughts wandered when she felt blade of grass tickle her
ankle. As she went to squat down to scratch the annoyance she recalled
Allen bending over at the waist and how he looked. She bent at the
waist to scratch her ankle. She watched as several of the boys got out
of their lines and almost feel over there friends to get a better view.
She had to giggle to herself at that, as she stood upright again.

As she stood straight again she noticed that to her right the group of
boys was starting to move towards the dinning hall. The realization hit
her that the opening comments by Mr. Banson was finished and the whole
group was moving to form a line to get dinner. As her father's pack was
one of the last to arrive she was going to be one of the last to get
dinner and would have to stand in line for a bit.

She walked with the boys to the line that had formed in front of the
doors, leaving her fathers side and mingling with the rest of the boys.
As soon as she joined the boys Allen was at her side. She still couldn't
believe how much he looked like a smaller, younger version of her
boyfriend.

A split rail fence surrounded the front porch of the building they now
stood in front of. As Allen joined her she leaned against this fence.
"I've always wanted to try archery, what are you going to do?" Allen
said by way of starting a conversation.

"Oh yeah archery sounds way cool to me that's going to be one of the
first things I try." She replied recalling the hottie of an instructor.

"Cool, maybe we can try it together." Allen said as he took a few steps
forward in line.

She followed suit and took a few steps forward. She leaned against the
rail again and instantly realized that she was leaning against an area
that one of the other boys on the other side of the fence was also
leaning. As she bumped into him she realized that his hand was directly
on the other side of where her bottom hit the rail. She could feel his
finger tops touching her at the base of her shorts towards the middle
of her bottom.

Her first instinct was to move. She thought for a split second though
and decided against it wondering if the boy would move his hand or
maybe let it linger there. As she stood there for a second or two
pretending to listen to Allen tell her about what he was going to do
while at camp she found that the fingers lingered. Not only did they
linger but was now intentionally fondling her bottom and inter thigh.
It was a very casual touch, so much so that she was wondering if the
owner of the fingers even knew what he was touching.

She stood there trying to pretend to be absorbed in Allen's
conversation. All she could think of however was the soft brush of the
hand on her bottom and the pleasurable sensation it was causing. It was
sending a tingle of pleasure all up and down her back.

It increased her feeling of taboo to think about the situation. She had
a firm reminder in front of her that she was in an exclusive
relationship and she hadn't even let her boyfriend touch her there. Now
there was a complete stranger touching her there and she was letting it
happen. She felt the fingers go under the hem of her shorts and
realized defiantly this stranger knew what he was doing. His naked
fingertips now rested on the sensitive skin that sat where her bottom
met her inter thigh.

Allen continuing his chatter took another few steps forward in line and
she felt relieved and disappointment in the same breath as she stepped
away from the fence and the fingers. As she stepped forward she turned
around to look and see the face that went with the fingers that had
been the first to touch her that intimately.

She was surprised to find that she knew the boy, or at least knew of
him. It was Jeff. Jeff had a reputation for being a bit of a
troublemaker. Her father had been forced to ask him to leave his pack
due to the fact that he was caught with cigarettes and porn magazines
at several of the meetings. She didn't know that he had joined another
pack and would be at the same camp as her now.

Jeff looked her right in the face with a grin that let her know her was
well aware of where his fingers had just been. This boy's reputation
added to her feeling of being the bad girl, this added to her
excitement. The way he was now grinning at her gave her such a jolt of
embarrassment. She could feel her checks becoming flush even in this
heat. This embarrassment however only added to her mix of excitement
and lust.

She felt her face flush even more as he winked at her and turned to
follow the line as it moved to in the opposite direction. She couldn't
believe that Jeff had been the one to touch her bottom first. Even
before she had let her boyfriend. Bret had tried during the last two
years they had been exclusive. She had never let him get any farther
then kissing though.

As the part of the crowd she was standing in got closer to the double
doors she could feel the boys press into her. She could smell their
bodies and the clean sweat from them. It wasn't like the smelly sweaty
smell of her dad it was somehow clean and fresh. She could feel their
arms brush against her. There skin was so soft it was like touching a
baby. She was so intoxicated with stimulus she was just riding a wave
of bliss as she went through the line and got a tray of food. She
hardly ate a bite but sat there looking around at all the angelic
faces.

She took a seat across the table from Allen on the bench style seating.
He continued to chatter about how much he was going to enjoy the next
two weeks. She watched him and saw several times through dinner that he
would glance down at her breasts as well as several of the other boys
sitting around them. They all seemed to join in the conversation
telling her how they were good at this skill and that.

It soon dawned on her that not only were these boys looking at her
breasts but they were trying to outdo one another with their stories.
They were vying for her attention. She couldn't help but think of how
cute this was. She got a little bold towards the end of dinner and
moved closer to the table and allowed her breasts to sit on the table.
She felt like such a tease now as the boys were all but in a frenzy
trying to get a better look without letting her know they were trying.

After dinner there was an announcement that there would be a communal
campfire starting at eight thirty that evening. She looked down at her
watch and saw that it was almost six so it was time for her to head
over to the showers. She knew that a cool shower would feel good in
this heat, and knew after a day in this heat she needed one. She found
a map of the camp and got directions from there. In no time she was
standing in front of the shower house with her towel and a clean set of
clothes.

She looked it over and came to the conclusion that if any of these
angelic boys wanted to peek on her in the shower this structure
wouldn't do very much to prevent it. The building consisted of a smooth
concrete platform with little more then a red privacy fence. There was
however a gap of about a foot between the bottom of the wall and the
concrete floor. When she got close enough she noticed that the wooden
slats that made up the walls were spaced so that they only offered
privacy at a distance. Anyone standing within a foot of the wall could
see right through. It was clean however and freshly painted a bright
red.

On the inside it was one big open area. It reminded her of a school gym
shower area. One wall had a bench seat built into its length and the
other three has rows of showerhead on them.

She laid her clean clothes down on the bench and looked around. She saw
that if any of the boys was to spy on her the walls did more to conceal
them then it did to conceal her. She felt a bit nervous as she thought
of undressing here. Anyone could walk in on her or spy on her. The
nervousness turned to excitement as she thought about it. She started
becoming charged at the thought of one of the boys spying on her. It
excited her to think that they would risk getting in trouble just to
look at her. She more then likely would be the first naked girl that
they had ever seen if they did spy on her.

She slipped her shirt over her head and slid her shorts down. The
moment of truth had finally arrived. She reached behind herself and
unclasped her bra. It felt so good to pull that off she itched her ribs
where the strap had been. She looked down at her shoulders and rubbed
them as well. The weight of her DD cup breasts was a lot on the
shoulder straps. The light breeze she hadn't even realized was there
felt weird on her large light puffy nipples. She did have huge very
sensitive, puffy cone shaped nipples that were light pink in color.

She slipped her panties down and left all of her clothing on the bench.
The same breeze that kissed her nipples was now blowing through her
thick well-trimmed pubic hairs. She could feel her clit was enlarged.
Her clit was huge compared to the others she had seen on her classmates
at school. When enlarged, like it was now, it was nearly an inch in
length. It almost looked like a miniature penis.

It felt weird to be in the sunlight with the breeze hitting her
completely naked skin. This was something she had never felt before and
that coupled with her unknown privacy made her acutely aware of her
sexuality.

She turned on the shower and luxuriated in the cool water running over
her body. She took almost the full hour just standing there letting the
water run over her body slowly soaping herself over and over again.
Washing her hair and thinking about the situation she was in. She
lathered on a hair removal cream to her legs and armpits and then
looked down at the thick hair between her legs. Before she even knew
what she was doing she lathered the hair removal cream there as well.

It made her feel even more naughty to do that. Only girls with a reason
to go bare there ever did. It made her feel wicked. Though she did keep
it trimmed during the summer this was the first time since she had
grown hair there that she was without its cover.

She rinsed one final time and turned off the shower, heading back to
her clean clothes. She slipped a fresh pair of panties over her newly
shaved crotch. It felt so different. It was like every touch there was
new. Her clit and labia were even more pronounced now. As she reached
down for her clean bra she realized that it wasn't there. She must have
forgotten it in camp. She would just wear her dirty one till she got
back to her tent. When she looked for her dirty one she realized it
wasn't there either.

She looked again and it slowly dawned on her what had happened. Someone
must have taken it. It would have been easy enough to do. Just fish it
through the slats on the privacy wall with a stick or something. That's
when it also occurred to her that if someone had taken her bras then
they had also watched her showering. She looked around again as if to
see the culprit. She felt kind of violated but after a moment that
violation and embarrassment turned to a sexual thrill. It was almost as
if she was turned on by the embarrassment.

Now there was someone in this camp that had seen her naked and she
didn't know who it was. In normal circumstance she would have flipped.
However here in this environment as sexually charged as she was feeling
she couldn't help but be more aroused.

Never had she let a man or a boy see her naked and now someone had and
she didn't even know who it was. She imagined this boy looking at her
and knowing the intimate areas of her body. Had they seen her shave
herself? If they had they now knew that she was shaven there. Her once
wicked thought turned to embarrassment as she realized how exposed that
she was. They could see every detail of her womanhood without her pubic
hair.

She had to hurry and get dressed it was almost seven o'clock and then
anyone could come in. She slipped the light pink tee shirt on over her
head. She had never realized how tight these old clothes she had packed
had become or quite how threadbare they had become. The shirt looked
obscene to her. She wouldn't even wear this around the house, as it
was, her huge breasts hanging freely with the material skin tight
against her. Her huge nipples all but visible through the thin light
colored material. She could feel her breasts sway as she moved and knew
the shirt did nothing to hide this.

She slipped on the pink silk jogging shorts over her curvy hips and
looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a little tramp. She
rolled the waistband of the shorts till they rode up to cover little
less then a bikini would have. There she thought, now I look like a
complete slut. She would have never considered walking outside the
shower house if there had been another girl in a hundred miles or if
she wasn't feeling as daring as she was but she was the only girl here
with nothing but boys as far as the eye could see.

She thought about it for a moment. What would happen if she walked
through camp like this? Not like she had been given a choice. As she
thought her wicked lust driven side took over. She couldn't believe she
was doing it but she grabbed her things and headed out. The first group
of boys she came across couldn't take their eyes off of her. As she
walked by them going the other direction she heard one of them trip and
fall hard. She heard the snickers and laughter of the boys at their
companion as she walked away. She again couldn't believe that she was
having this reaction on them.

She could feel their eyes on her bottom partially hanging out of the
shorts as she walked away. She could feel the brush of the fabric and
knew it only covered the upper half of her bottom. She could feel her
breasts swaying and bouncing when she walked. It was such a weird
feeling. She wouldn't have felt more exposed if she had been naked. She
became so overwhelmed with lust that she couldn't think of anything else.

She decided not to head back to her tent right away but maybe take a
walk around the camp. Just to see what else she could see and who could
see her.

She passed many of the boys on the trail as she walked and with each
and every one she got the same reaction. They were all ogling her like
they had never seen a girl before. She knew for many of them they never
had seen a girl dressed like this. Even though her breasts were large
there was very little sagging to them making them look even larger then
they were. She looked down and could see that the tight pink material
outlined her breasts perfectly even following the contour of her
cleavage so that each breast stood out individually. Her large nipples
were clearly visible through the threadbare material. She might as well
have been walking around topless.

With each boy she saw she wondered was this one that had seen her in
the shower? What if it was more then one boy that had seen her? These
thoughts with the sensation of her newly shaved pubic area drove her
mad. By the time she got back to her campsite her lust was
overwhelming. She no longer felt humiliation and embarrassment but only
heat.

As she walked into the camp they were lining up to go to the evening
campfire. Her Dad looked at her as she walked by. It was similar to the
look the boys had been giving her. He too was looking at her breasts and
exposed hips and midriff. Her embarrassment returned at this. She
thought for just a moment that she could see a look of lust in her
father's eyes. It must have been her imagination playing tricks on her
however. The words that come out of his mouth were not lust driven at
all but a bit angry.

"What do you think your doing Stephanie?" her father queried in a harsh
tone that belied the fact he was still staring at her breasts as he
whispered to her. "Why aren't you wearing a bra?" "And what are you
doing being so late coming back from the shower? We should have left
for the campfire five minutes ago."

She told her Dad about he bras missing from the shower and could see by
the look in his eye that he didn't believe her. "Get one on right now
young lady. And make it quick we need to leave."

Even though the boys that were gathered couldn't hear what they were
saying they were the center of attention. All eyes were on her and that
made the embarrassment of her father noticing her lack of bra even
worst. However her overwhelming lust was still there and she could feel
it only growing.

She went back to her tent to go put on a bra. She was shocked when she
got to her tent. Where she had laid her bras on the bed was nothing but
an empty space. Someone had been in here while she was gone and taken
her bras from here as well. She looked around in a panic for a moment
and found that her bras were really gone.

She hurried back to where the boys and her Dad were gathered and
waiting for her. After informing her Dad of this she could tell he
wasn't amused by the idea and still thought she was lying. "We don't
have time for this now. You're just going to have to go as you are
then." She could tell that he was trying to be angry but he kept
glancing at her breasts with that look in his eyes. Was it lust or just
disbelief that his little girl was dressed like this in public?

They started walking towards the lake at a fast pace. She and the boys
were almost jogging to keep up. She could feel her breast bouncing even
more at this pace. She could feel the eyes of the boys behind her
watching her and knew that she was giving them a show. She had to pull
her shirt down more then once as it was riding up due to her breasts
moving.

They reached the edge of the lake and came to an area that looked like
an amphitheatre with wooden benches around a large pile of well-placed
logs. Mr. Banson the camp director was already speaking and holding a
torch to the logs as they arrived. They took their seats in the back.
She was seated one row from the back. The wooden bench was very narrow
and didn't have a back. She could tell as she sat that the boys behind
her were going to have a wonderful view of her bottom, as it was half
on the bench.

There were a lot of boys there and the seating was cramped. Allen, the
boy who had carried her bags earlier was sitting next to her. In the
cramped quarters on the bench she could feel his thigh against her and
the thigh of the boy on the other side of her. She took Allen's hand as
they sat down and whispered in his ear. "Thank you again for carrying my
bag for me earlier."

The introductions of the camp staff began. As the introductions
continued she continued to hold Allen's hand. She couldn't imagine what
was running through his mind at that moment. She could tell by the look
on his face in the fire-aided twilight that he was nervous. She
wickedly decided to play with him and see how nervous she could make
him.

She took their entwined hands and laid them on his thigh about halfway
up his leg. The back of her hand was now resting on his leg. She could
feel the soft down of the just forming hair and the firmness of his
legs under the soft skin. She couldn't believe what she was doing; it
was like she was out of control. This was a little boy, and her
boyfriends little brother as well. He was twelve and highly
inexperienced. Not that she had a lot of experience herself. She had
only held hands with Bret before and then never as intimately as
placing her hand on his thigh as she was doing to Allen now.

As she was thinking this the boy on the other side touched her leg. It
was an accidental touch due to the closeness of their surroundings, but
she took his hand in hers and held it there. What was she thinking? This
was not like her at all. She was a modest girl and would never even
consider letting anyone see her dressed as she now was let alone
holding the hands of two boys one resting on her thigh the other on
his. The fact that she was thinking about taking these boys' hands
higher made her feel even more wicked.

The wickedness got the better of her though. As the campfire continued
with skits and jokes and a few songs she gradually crept her hand up
Allen's thigh till the back of her hand was resting on his shorts. If
she moved it even an inch further she knew it would be resting on his
crotch. At the same time she took the other boys hand and gradually ran
it up her thigh till it was at the bottom of her shorts. Neither boy
resisted and she could see the look of nervousness on both boys' faces.
She looked down and could tell that both boys were hard under their
shorts.

She had never really thought about boys this age getting hard. She had
never in her life touched a hard penis. Right now however all she would
have to do is mover her hand a centimeter higher and she would have
Allen's in her hand. She thought about how many times Bret had tried to
get her to touch it even through his pants. Now she could have her hand
on his little brothers and then go home and still not touch him. The
thought was so wicked it made her positively grin.

The campfire came to an end all too quickly. The walk back to the
campsite was much slower then the jog from the campsite. The fact that
it was now dark made it even slower. She held the hands of Allen and
the other boy all the way back to the campsite. It was sweet and
innocent like they were boyfriend and girlfriend except for the fact
that she didn't even know one of the boys name and the fact that they
were both so young.

As they got back to camp she let go of both boys hands. They however
followed her back toward her tent. "You don't have to come with me
Allen." She said about half way there. "Oh just wana make sure that you
get back ok." Was his reply.

"So what's your name?" She turned and asked the other boy. "Ah, me. Um,
Adam." She thought it was sweet how he stumbled over his own name. Adam
was smaller then Allen and looked younger. It was obvious he hadn't
even hit puberty yet. He stood an almost a foot shorter then herself
and was slender. His tussled hair and glasses gave him a kind of nerdy
look.

When they got to her tent she looked around. She was feeling very
wicked at this point and realized that she was completely alone with
these two boys and they would probably do anything at all that she
wanted. A sudden rush went through her and then her nerves got the
better of her. She turned to the boys that were following her.

"Well, guess we made it safe didn't we?" She smiled at the boys. "Thank
you for making sure I got here safe." She gave Allen a hug first she
made sure that it was as brotherly as possible. She then turned to
Adam. Looking at his nervous stance and knowing that she was the cause
made her nerves rest a bit.

She took Adam and pulled him close. She pressed his face against her
nearly bare breasts. She could feel him stiffen just as her nipples did
at the touch. She held him there for a moment and looked at Allen as she
did. She saw that he stood there staring at Adam and her. She saw that
his jaw was slacked. In the dim moonlight Allen looked so much like her
his brother that it was uncanny. It was almost like she was standing
right in front of Bret.

The feel of Adam's cheek on her breast and looking at Allen made her
feel so wicked. She could see in the moonlight, even through his
shorts, that Allen must have been fully erect. This made her even more
excited. She was again reminded that she could do anything with these
boys that she wanted. She thought about taking it further but her
sensibility got the best of her.

"Goodnight boys." She said letting go of Adam and turning and slipping
into her tent, lowering the curtain behind her.

In the darkness of the tent she stood there for a minuet catching her
breath. She didn't even realize that she had been breathing so hard.
After a moment she sat down on the cot. She was shaking now. She could
still hear Adam and Allen outside. She thought again about how wickedly
excited she was. She just couldn't justify doing more with these boys.

She thought for a moment. She couldn't justify doing anything knowingly
but what if she did so without them knowing she was aware of it. She
switched on the electric lantern flooding the tent with light. She
heard the boys outside whisper. She remembered how the tent flap gapped
even when closed and would allow the boys to look in if they were brave
enough.

She listened closely and could hear that the boys move closer to the
tent. All she had to do now was to pretend that she didn't know they
were out there. She stood up and stretched thinking about what she
should do next. She knew the right thing to do would be to shoo the
boys away. On the other hand what harm would it do to give them a
little but of a show?

She grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and turning so her back was
toward the flap the boys were at. She slipped the shirt up and over her
head. She knew at least one boy in the camp had seen her naked. Now she
would know that Allen and Adam had as well. She dropped the shirt on
the cot with her other clothes and turned to face the tent flap the
boys were at again reaching her hands over her head and stretching.

She thought she heard one of the boys gasp as she turned around. She
knew that she was giving them a show that they would remember for the
rest of their lives she hoped. Her excitement again got the better of
her as her hands came down from over her head she cupped both of her
breasts pressing them together and up. Felt a tingle up and down her
spine as her fingers brushed her nipples.

She continued to caress her breast and thought she heard the boys
shuffle outside her tent. She couldn't believe that she was giving
these boys such a show she had never allowed anyone to see her naked
let alone touch herself as she now was. She ran her hands down her
tummy from her breast to the waistband of her shorts.

She slipped her thumbs inside the waistband of her shorts and wiggled
her hips as she slipped the shorts down. She stood there for a moment
in her panties and cupped her breasts again. Again feeling the tingle
of excitement and the moistening of she sex as she once again ran her
flat hands slowly down her waist. She hesitated as she slipped her
thumbs into the waistband of her panties. She heard one of the boys
outside shuffle and brush against the canvas slightly as she stood
there.

She turned her back to the flap the boys were at again and stuck her
bottom out as she brought her panties down over her round hips. She
wrapped her arms around herself and imagined the two boys just outside
her tent flap. She wondered exactly what they were doing. Were they
masturbating? What were they thinking?

She spun slowly to expose her full nakedness to the boys outside. She
knew they could see every intimate inch of her body due to her
depilatory efforts earlier. She lay down on the cot. She was not even
thinking anymore about what the boys thought she was so overcome with
lust. She spread her legs and imagined exactly what she must look like
to the boys. She knew that she was giving them a very complete view of
herself now.

She continued to squeeze her breasts, tweaking her nipples and causing
them to become fully erect. She slowly and lightly let one hand trace
its fingers down her tummy and to her vagina. She cupped her sex and
pressed gently causing another thrill of pleasure to was over her body.
She spread the lips of her wet sex and ran a finger lightly over her
labia. She was swimming in a cloud of lust now.

She took two fingers now and placing one on either side of her engorged
clitoris began to stroke the large member. A whimper escaped her lips
and she bit her lip to stop it. She was moments away from orgasm now.

She continued to stroke her hard clit as her entire body tightened
lifting her bottom completely off the cot. She could feel the waves of
pleasure wash over her again and again with each slow stroke she took.
Finally all at once her body exploded with pleasure. The wave of orgasm
caused her to gasp several times. She lay there for a moment in the
after glow thinking about the show she had just given Allen and Adam.

She knew Bret would have killed to see a show like that. She thought
about how wicked and naughty it was to allow his little brother to see
it. She continued to brush her wet sex as she thought feeling the
pleasure of her orgasm that had been subsiding begin to build again as
she thought about Bret.

She knew she wouldn't give Bret a show like this after she got back
even if Allen told him about seeing it. She could deign ever doing it
or say she didn't know he was watching. This was the perfect outlet.
The thought of telling Bret no was now actually exciting him. Teasing
him with the knowledge that someone else had seen her masturbating
before he had even though he had devoted two years to her.

She felt the waves of pleasure begin to build again and before she knew
it she was having a second orgasm. As her body shuddered through the
second orgasm she looked at the tent flap and imagined she could see
the eyes of the two boys she knew were just outside. The second orgasm
surprised her. She had never done that before and as she looked at the
tent flap the knowledge of what she was doing hit her again. Not with a
feeling of guilt but another wave of orgasm.

She collapsed after the third orgasm her body drenched in sweat despite
the cool mountain night air. Ever nerve in her body felt alive and
refreshed but her muscles felt exhausted from the strain. She wished
one of the boys would come in and bring her to a fourth orgasm she knew
after the day she had just had she could do it if only it wasn't for the
fatigue in her muscles.

She could smell the mixture of sweat and sex as it filled the room as
she lay there panting. She was hooked now she knew she was going to
enjoy the next two weeks of teasing these boys. It was with those
thoughts and thoughts of the details how that she fell asleep the light
of the lantern still on. She thought about turning it off just before
she dosed off but remembered she had set it to auto shut off and
thought it would be great to let the boys look at her as long as they
wanted.



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Chapter 2

She woke to the chatter of a bird. She was still naked and in her tent.
She was vaguely aware of the fact that she had dreamed about teasing
pubescent boys all night. She was well rested and refreshed having had
slept well. She looked at her watch. It was almost ten o'clock. She had
missed breakfast.

She rose and tried to decide what to wear today. It was already getting
warm inside the tent and she thought it might be nice to spend all day
on the beach of the lake. Maybe she would do some swimming. She didn't
have a set routine like the boys did and her dad had told her she could
participate in any activity at any time.

She grabbed the two swimsuits she had packed. She decided on the light
pink bikini she had packed. This was the first year she had been
allowed to own a bikini and she really wanted to try it on and maybe
get some sun.

As she looked at it the thought of all the boys looking at her in this
started to turn her on. She thought about how she could improve on the
look and make it even more daring. It was not long at all till she had
the scissors from her pocket sewing kit removing the white liner to
both the tops and bottoms. She knew that this would make it even more
risqué then just a bikini.

She couldn't believe she was doing this. Even when she was done she
didn't know if she would be able to take off the white tee and red
athletic shorts that she put on top of it. She wish she had a full
length mirror or even that the lighting was better then the dim tent so
that she could see what it looked like. She decided that it didn't
matter. She was going to dare herself to wear it anyway.

She opened the flap of the tent to head out and start her day with a
trip to the latrine and the first thing she found was a paper plate on
the front step of her tent. There was a note. "Hope you slept well,
Allen." That was sweet and thoughtful of him. Looks like she had
herself a bit of an admirer. She sat on the front step of her tent and,
after removing the covering, ate the sweet roll that was on the plate
and drank the glass of juice she had found beside it. She could hear
the occasional holler of one of the boys in the distance as they were
at some activity or another. The camp however was deserted.

After eating she grabbed her towel and tanning oil and walked to the
roped off swimming area stopping at the latrine on the way down to
brush her teeth and use the facilities. She was disappointed to find on
her arrival that the sand beach of the swim area didn't open till after
lunch.

She decided that maybe she should do a bit of exploring till lunch and
see what she could find. She quickly found a trail that ran along the
lakeshore and followed it. After a bit she got absorbed in the beauty
of the area and kept walking. The trail began to look less and less
traveled and just as she was about to turn around and head back she
heard a splash from beyond the brush in front of her and decided to
investigate.

She walked a bit further and heard the laughter of a boy. This caused
her to stop and go off the trail. She didn't know of any activities
that were going on this far from the main camp so decided to sneak up
on whoever was splashing and laughing and see what was going on. The
flip-flops she was wearing weren't ideal for walking off the trail but
she made due.

After a few moments she could make out motion through the brush in
front of her and moved even slower to see what was going on. She heard
another splash and finally got a view of what was happening through the
brush. Four of the boys had obviously decided they wanted to go swimming
even though the waterfront was closed and were doing just that.

She saw four boys playing in the water. After a moment she noticed that
they were not only playing in the water but were also completely naked.
There pubescent bodies mesmerized her. Not a bit of hair on them, their
small penises and testicles moving as they ran. Even more enticing were
there round well-muscled bottoms. She could feel herself get excited
and her pulse quicken at the site of them. There bodies were perfectly
formed and the water glistening off of them made them seem almost
unreal. She watched them play in the water for almost a half hour
before she realized it.

She thought about a part of the trail that she had passed on the way
here and how she could lay out there and be discovered by the boys on
their way back. She headed to the spot and laid her towel out and
removed her tee and shorts folding them neatly and placing them on top
of her now discarded flip-flops. Her bikini was a simple tie affair. It
had ties at each of her hips and around her chest and neck.

She noticed that the removal of the lining didn't really make a
difference in the way the material looked. It did drape a bit more
loosely but that was all.

No sooner had she sat down then she heard the boys approaching. She
watched as the group rounded a bend in the trail and caught their first
site of her. All as a group they stopped about ten yards away from her
and looked like deer caught in the headlights. She could imagine their
shock at finding a girl in a bikini on the present trail to camp.

She broke the stand off by saying. "Hey could one of you boys help me
with my lotion." All four stood there shyly looking at one another.
"Really, I need some help putting lotion on my back please." One of the
boys finally came forward. "I can help you." He said as he approached.

She handed him the bottle of lotion asking, "So what's your name?"

"Um, Kenny." The boy said taking the bottle.

Stephanie rolled onto her stomach. "Thank you for the help Kenny. Make
sure you do a good job. I want a nice even tan."

She watched him open the bottle and saw him pore some lotion on his
trembling hand. She could tell that he was nervous and was still
surprised that she had this reaction on him. She knew that she was
enticing him and that fact excited her.

As his three friends watched Kenny placed his hands and the oil on her
shoulder. His soft hands felt good as they began to rub the oil over
her skin. She felt his hands go over the upper part of her back and
linger there for a while. It was time to get some of the other boys
involved. "You, maybe you can help Kenny by doing my legs." She pointed
at the three boys standing there looking at her now.

The degree of excitement she had last night mixed with the fact that
last night had gone so well made her a bit more daring today. One of
the other boys came forward and took the oil and started rubbing her
right leg. "Your two can help too. You don't need to just stand there."
Before long she had one boy rubbing each of her legs Kenny continuing to
rub her upper back and one of the boys rubbing her lower back. Their
soft hands felt amazing on her skin.

In a moment of daring she looked at Kenny. "Why don't you untie my top?
I don't wana get any tan line." He hesitated and then she felt the
straps around both her neck and her chest come undone. The boys rubbing
her legs had started on her lower legs and were now working their way up
over her knees. She felt like a princess with her group of slave boys
massaging her.

She let her headrest on her arms and soon the boys became a bit bolder.
She was in bliss as Kenny's hands dipped down to do her chest under her
arms. She never knew that she was sensitive there but found herself
getting more excited as he touched her there. Or maybe it was that the
boy rubbing her lower back was now in the small of her back just above
her bottom. The boys rubbing her legs were moving to the tops of her
legs now and she could feel their soft ands grazing her bottom that was
sticking out from under her bikini bottoms.

She looked at Kenny through the slit of her closed eyes. She could see
the tell tail bulge in his shorts and that egged her on even more. "Can
you boys on my legs untie the bottoms and get under those straps too."
She couldn't believe she had just said that but decided to see if the
boys would do it.

They did. As soon as she said it she felt the ties on her hips loosen.
They pushed the material aside and gradually increased the amount of
skin that was exposed. She could tell that they were pushing her limits
to see if she would abject to what they were doing. She didn't even know
herself how far she would let this go.

Soon her entire bottom was exposed and all three boys, the one on her
lower back and the ones on her legs were rubbing her bottom. She
decided to get even more daring and see just how far these boys would
go. She spread her legs and felt the material that was the bottom of
the bikini slip between them. "Don't forget the inside of my legs"

At that both of the boys on her legs were instantly on her inter
thighs. Stephanie spread her legs more to allow both hands in there.
She felt a breeze on her sex and knew that she had just given them a
view of her most private parts. It didn't take long till she felt the
boys grow bolder and start brushing their hands against that private
part. The boy that had started on her lower back was continually
massaging her bottom now. Kenny was rubbing the tails of her breast
that stuck out from under her chest as she lay on it.

"Wow you boys are good at this do you wana do the front too?" In unison
all four of the boys agreed in one way or another. She keeping her
bikini tops and bottom covering her breasts and vagina rolled onto her
back. She placed her arms under her head and let the boys do what they
would to her. There soft delicate hands felt so good. She knew she
should stop this but couldn't even begin to. If one of them said
anything all she had to do was say that they had overpowered her and
made her do this.

The boys were very bold now. Kenny's hands went right between her
breasts the boy that was on her lower back was now rubbing her tummy
and the boys on her legs were rubbing her upper thighs. Kenny kept
exposing more and more of her breasts as his hands traveled over them.
The boys on her lower body did the same with the lower part of her
bikini. Stephanie just lay there getting more excited by the minuet
wondering how far these boys would go or how far she would let them.

She lay there for several minuets letting the boys rub all around the
small areas that her bikini now covered. It was a little embarrassing
lying there but the pleasure was overwhelming. She wanted the boys to
go farther and was afraid they would all at the same time. She looked
through her half closed eyes and saw that the boys were just as nervous
as her judging the expressions on her face.

Finally one of her bikini top straps got tangled on Kenny's hand. He
moved his hand in an outward motion under her arm and she felt her
entire bikini top uncover her breasts. All four of the boys hesitated
for a moment expecting her to get mad and Stephanie herself froze not
knowing what to do it was so unexpected. It was one thing undressing in
front of the boys through the tent flap last night. This was entirely
different. This was more direct.

Stephanie lay there and through the slits of her closed eyes she could
see all four of them looking with wide-eyed innocence at her breasts.
She lay there for another moment not knowing what else to do. A part of
her was wondering what the boys would do. Kenny was the first to
continue she jumped slightly as she felt his hands return to the middle
of her chest carefully avoiding her breasts. The other three followed
suit.

Stephanie still lay perfectly still as the boys massaged her body. She
spread her legs a little to allow the boys on her legs to touch the
inside of her thighs. The boy rubbing her tummy was now rubbing her
lower ribs. She felt one boy's hand's wander to the outsides of her
hips while another continued on her upper and inter thigh.

Kenny again was the aggressor. She felt his hands on the upper part of
her breast and they slowly moved down till he had one breast in each of
his hands. The three other boys hesitated as Kenny did at that point to
see what her reaction would be. When she didn't move Kenny started
massaging her breasts.

It felt great his soft round hands on her ample breasts. Stephanie
could feel her nipples harden under his touch. The boy that was rubbing
her tummy to start with joined in. She felt her breasts slipping in
their oiled hands.

Encouraged by Kenny's success the boys on her lower body let their
hands brush aside her remaining cover. She was now completely naked
surrounded by four boys. Her body was slick with oil and she felt one
hand touch her in the most intimate of spots and begin to gently rub
her there.

The oil mixed with her wetness and his hand was soon sliding up and
down her slit. She could feel the orgasm in her building between two
boys touching her breasts and one massaging her vagina and a fourth
rubbing all over her hips.

When it finally hit it was much more intense then last nights orgasm.
Her entire body bucked and she gasped loudly. All four boys stopped at
this surprise and fear shooting across their face. "God don't stop
please keep going." She screamed at them as much to her surprise as
there's. Fortunately they continued as she told them to. The feeling
was exquisite. She was swimming in a sea of bliss. "Ah, this feels so
good she said in a panting voice.

Encouraged and no longer as scared all four boys continued and
redoubled their efforts soon she was swimming in a sea of orgasm. She
couldn't tell where one ended and the next began it was as if they were
one on top of the other. "That's enough." She finally said and lay there
exhausted and panting as all four boys stopped.

She lay there naked in the afterglow of the multiple orgasms she had
just had all four boys looking at her naked glistening body. A final
shudder went through her body. She felt so wicked and a little
embarrassed as she lay there. All she could do was lay there panting.

She thought about Bret back home. He would have begged her to let him
do this and here she had allowed these boys to do it without the two
years of exclusiveness. Now she knew how it felt to be the bad girl. It
was a little embarrassing but it felt great. As her strength returned it
was like she was being super charged. She felt more alive then ever. She
had to have more.

"Stephanie!" It was Allen's voice that she heard. It took a moment to
register as all four boys at once stopped their ministrations on her
desire taunt body. She jumped and grabbing her towel from under her she
wrapped it around herself in one smooth motion. She looked up as the
four boys that were surrounding her scattered like rabbits. She was
left alone with Allen in the clearing.

She saw the shock and excitement in Allen's face. "How long have you
been watching?" She queried when she had finally regained her senses.

"C Can I." Came Allen's response, leaving his thought unfinished.
Stephanie knew that he had seen enough to know what Kenny and his
friends had been doing. A sudden streak of wickedness shot through her
as she looked into the face that looked so much like her boyfriends.

"You wana touch me like those other boys were don't you Allen?" She
said getting to her feet the towel still wrapped around her body. She
felt the bikini fall to the ground at her feet. "Why should I let you
do that?" Allen's face showed his shock and embarrassment at that
question.

"Would you like me to touch you like that Allen?" Came her next
question, as Allen stood there with his mouth open not knowing what to
say at her advance. She was now standing right next to him. She looked
at his covered crotch and could see that he was hard. This caused her
to smile.

She couldn't believe that she was being as wicked as she was. Allen had
been so nice to her just like her brother Bret had for so long. The boys
she had just allowed to touch her were complete strangers. She didn't
even know three of the four boys names. Even Kenny could have been
lying and even if he wasn't she didn't know his last name.

"Please." Came his only response. She could tell that he was in a state
of lust that was unfamiliar to him. She could see he was breathing hard
and his face was flushed.

She dropped the towel exposing her body to him. She saw his eyes drop
instantly to look at her most intimate parts. She looked down at her
now oil covered body and was impressed herself that it looked as good
as it did glistening wetly in the sunlight. He reached his hand up to
touch her and she stepped back. "I didn't say that you could touch me,
now did I."

She saw the look of shock on his face. "Now go pick up my bikini so I
can get dressed like a good little boy." He stood there for a moment
looking at her body and letting the words she said sink in. Then as if
he were an automation he moved to retrieve the bikini where it had
fallen as she had stood up.

As he stood in front of her holding the items. She looked in his face
again and saw that his lustful flush had only grown. "Show me how
excited I make you." She said as she took the bottoms from him. She
could see the confusion in his face as he stood there not knowing what
exactly to do.

"Show me how hard you are. Drop your pants." She commanded him. He
hesitated for a moment she could see the mix of emotions ranging from
hope to embarrassment play across his face. Finally he slid the shorts
he was wearing down over his small smooth hips. She gazed at his penis
and scrotum in amazement. She had never really seen one this close
before. It stood out from the slight smattering of down on his stomach
at full attention curving upward slightly. His entire penis was about
the size of her little finger.

She tied the straps to her bikini bottoms in place as she looked at his
genitals. When she had finished with that she took the top and continued
to dress. She took her time and made sure that she was as covered as she
could be. "Why don't you beg me to touch you?" She said as she finished.

"P-Please t-touch me." He said, a blush rising to his cheeks.

"With more feeling, Allen. Let me know how badly you want it." She felt
so wicked as she said it knowing that no matter how much he begged he
wasn't going to touch him or allow him to touch her.

"Please Steph, P-Please touch me." She could tell that he was begging
in earnest now.

"On your knees when you beg little man." The words came out of her
mouth sounding so harsh.

Allen dropped to his knees in front of her his small penis bobbing as
he did. He continued to beg for her touch. "Please Steph, Please touch
me. I'll do anything if you touch it."

"Do you ever touch it Allen?" She asked bending over to look him
directly in the face.

"Y, yes." He stammered in reply to the question.

"Let me see you play with your little dick Allen." She whispered in his
ear.

Allen Flushed brightly and with a shaking hand took hold of his small
shaft engulfing it in his boyish hand. He began to masturbate in
earnest as she watched in amazement. She saw him begin to pant as he
continued and she watched as the muscles in his flanks strained. She
was amazed as she watched his scrotum tighten and the two pendulums
inside of it draw tightly up to his abdomen.

"That's enough little man." She said pushing his hand from his penis.
Allen was sobbing in frustration now. "Have you ever did this till you
shot Allen?"

He flushed and averted his eyes at his affirmative reply.

"You wana do that now don't you?" She teased.

"Yes please." He sobbed.

"No not now Allen. I want to know that you want me so bad Allen. I want
you to stay hard for me. Ill be very disappointed if you masturbate any
more without asking permission do you understand?" She pulled the
sobbing boy to her chest. She knew that he was just on the edge of an
orgasm but also knew that he would do anything she told him at this
point. The feeling of sexual power was so very intoxicating.

She held his head to her breast and knew that this only reminded him of
his sexual frustration. "That's a good boy." She grabbed his face and
pulled his lips to hers and gave him a slight kiss.

"Now lets go get some lunch. Aren't you hungry?"



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Chapter 3


Stephanie and Allen's walk back to the dinning hall for lunch was a
seemingly short affair compared to the length of time it had seemingly
taken Stephanie to walk out. She held Allen's hand during the entire
walk back. She could tell that his walking was uncomfortable due to his
arousal.

She found it quaint that he walked along beside her with his small
erection bulging through his shorts. It made her smile to think that
she was the one that had caused his arousal. She smiles even more as
she thought about how she was the one currently in control of this boys
release from that arousal.

As they left the overgrowth surrounding the trail that they were
following, they entered the clearing by the swimming area and dinning
hall. She became acutely aware of the fact that she had forgotten to
put back on her tee and shorts. This was brought on by her knowledge
that she was being watched by dozens of boys and a few men. She noticed
that Allen was carrying just the items in question with her towel and
was tempted to take them from him and cover her bikini-clad body.

She overcame her impulse though. The afterglow of multiple orgasms
coupled with her feeling of control over Allen made her brazen. She
walked to the dinning hall with all the air of someone wearing an
evening gown. She noted the glances from the boys as she passed with
delight. She even winked at Mr. Browne as they passed him causing him
to blush.

As she joined the line in front of the dinning hall her new boyfriend
proxy in tow she caught a glance of her reflection in one of the
windows. The sight caught her off guard. The clingy drape of the bikini
coupled with the pastel pink color made it look, at first glance, as if
she were nude. She looked admiringly at herself in the reflection.

On impulse she reached her hands over her head and stretched her body
in a catlike manner. She pressed her bottom and chest out. Arching her
back and slowly turning as she did. She noted the way the bikini draped
over her flanks as she did this, accentuating the split in the middle.
She also became aware of how this made her breasts seem even more
impossibly large. She could now appreciate the show that she was
putting on for all of the boys.

At that the line started to move. As she passed through the doors into
the dinning hall she was once again pressed into the boys around her.
The feel of their arms and legs brushing against her body sent a thrill
through her. After getting their meal Her and Allen sought for a seat.

It didn't take her long to see Kenny and his group. "Oh look Allen, its
Kenny, lets go sit next to him." She said leading her little puppy to
where Kenny was sitting.

"Can we sit here, too?" She asked noting Kenny's nervous glance as she
approached. It was obvious to her that Kenny didn't know how she was
going to react.

"Uh, sure." He replied scooting to make room for her on the bench next
to him.

Stephanie sat in the room provided by Kenny brushing her leg against
his as she did. Once she was seated she pulled Allen down beside her.
As she did she noted that they were with the same three other boys who
had been with her earlier.

"Man, you boys are great at putting on lotion." She said to break the
apparent nervousness of the boys around her.

"I'm going to have to get you to do that again." She almost couldn't
believe what she was saying.

"Oh and thank you Kenny. You were really, really good at it." As she
gave him this compliment she leaned over and gave him a little kiss on
the cheek. She then faced Allen noting the puppy like expression on his
face. She really was in control of this group. She wondered just how far
she could take that control.

She could hardly eat a bite as she sat there, her thigh rubbing those
of the boys to either side of her. Lunch did pass quickly however
listening to the boys once again vying for her attentions. She noticed
that Allen was trying just as hard as the others.

During the conversation with the boys she learned that there was a rest
period before anything was open after lunch. All she wanted to do was go
swimming and again she had to wait.

"Hey, I got an idea about what we can do while we wait." She whispered
causing the five boys to lean closer. "We can go for a walk." She could
tell that it wasn't going to take a great effort to get the boys to
follow her plans, even if she suggested walking on razor blades.

Before she knew it her and the boys were once again walking down a
secluded trail. The boys were leading her deeper and deeper into
seclusion. As they walked she held Allen's hand and allowed him to
carry her things.

"So, I really need to thank you boys for making me feel so good." She
said coming to a stop by a fallen tree. "Allen, will you spread my
towel over this so I can sit down and take a break." Allen didn't
hesitate at all in following her command.

"Did you boys like touching me like that?" All four boys nodded in
approval. "And I already know you enjoyed watching it didn't you
Allen?" She chided.

"So what type of a reward should I give you boys for how good you made
me feel?" At that question all five of the boys looked at her shyly.

"Well, maybe you could touch me like that." Came Kenny's reply after a
long pause.

"Would you really like that? Cause if you did you would be hard right
now wouldn't you?" She said. "Are you boys hard for me?"

All five of the boys nodded and as they did she noted that each of them
had a bulge in his shorts.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Let me see." All five boys looked at
each other nervously. She could tell that these boys though comfortable
with each other's nudity when alone, were nervous to have a sexual
encounter in front of one another. Again she wondered just how far her
control over these boys would go.

One of the boys whose name she had learned was Drew was the first to
expose his penis for her view. After that she was soon faced with five
timid boys showing themselves to her. She noted that Allen was the
smallest being little bigger then her little finger to Kenny who was
the largest.

His had a slight smattering of curls at the base and was an impressive
width and length. His testicles were what she noted more then his penis
though. They hung from his loin and looked to be the size of two large
eggs. She had never imagined a boy this young could be endowed like
this. He was perhaps even larger then Bret back home.

Again her thoughts turned to Her boyfriend and how he would give
anything to be here now about to be touched by her. How he had often
begged to be touched. She realized again the control that she had and
was once again enthralled with its power.

"Now Kenny, your first." She said. "I want to look at the rest of you
as I touch Kenny so I can see how badly you want to be touched."

She gently took Kenny's penis in her hand and led him by it to sit on
the log that Allen had placed her towel over. It was firm and hard, yet
soft like silk. She had never touched anything like this before in her
life. She wanted to touch it some more. She saw that the other four
boys were staring at her and Kenny with blank faces.

She raised her other hand and gently cupped his huge testicles in her
other hand. She was reminded of seeing a girl do something similar to
this in a picture she had seen on the Internet. She was amazed at how
the skin of his penis slid over the firm interior.

Suddenly Kenny's entire body jerked and he gasped a strange expression
of pleasure not unlike a silent scream came over his face. A white
milky fluid shot from the end of his penis. She realized in a moment
this boy was ejaculating. She watched in awe as the fluid shot from the
tip of his penis and landed on her chest directly above her bikini top
on her left breast.

She felt herself jump back a little as the fluid hit her. She was
amazed at the force it had behind it and the way Kenny's penis seemed
to jump with a life of its own as the second stream of fluid shot out
and landed this time on her left thigh.

It was mesmerizing to her to watch the pearlescent fluid run over her
breast and into her cleavage. She squeezed Kenny's penis causing the
last drops of fluid to dribble from the end and land on the ground in
front of her. She felt so wicked watching the fluid against her skin.
She thought of how many times Bret back how had begged her to milk him
like this and she had done it for the first time with a boy who was
almost a complete stranger.

Again she was reminded of the power that she had. How she was in
control. She again wondered how far that control went. As she milked
the last of the semen from Kenny a wicked thought hit her. She should
test the control she had and see how absolute it was.

"Was that good Kenny, did you like it?" She asked in a gentle voice.
"Have you ever done that before?" She asked before he could reply.

Kenny just stood there looking ashamed and shook his head yes.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. It felt good didn't it? And it shows
me that you liked me touching you."

She removed her hands from Kenny's testicles and penis.

"All of you boys want me to touch you like that don't you?"

At that she received four very emphatic nods and looking at the still
very erect penises around her she could see how badly they wanted it.

"Well, first I have to get cleaned up. Who wants to help me?" At this
she received five uncertain looks and a moment of silence.

"Whoever will help me clean up may get to go next." She said and could
see the boys now thinking about it.

"Whoever helps me clean up may get me to kiss them there." She said
this recalling how Bret had begged her to give him oral sex and how she
had told him that she would never touch a penis with her mouth. That was
before this week, before she had learned what control she had over men
and boys.

"I... I'll clean it up Steph." It was Allen's timid voice.

"Well, I want you to lick it off of me? Will you do that Allen? You
will get to touch my breast and lick it, and my thigh too."

There was a moment's hesitation. Allen stood in place considering the
act. She could see that all eyes were on Allen, as the other boys
waited for his response. It was a dare, one with rewards.

Finally came Allen's timed, "Ok."

She flipped the fabric of her bikini top down exposing her left breast
as he approached. The other boys looked on as he bent in front of her.
Some had looks of awe on their face and one, whose name she had learned
was Mark, giggled nervously.

She placed her hand behind Allen's head pulling his face to her breast.
She thought of what it must be like to guild a baby to nurse on her
breast.

She felt his tongue as it touched Kenny's semen. She could feel Allen
trembling now. She now knew that she was absolutely in control of
Allen. She saw Kenny grin at Mark behind Allen's back.

Allen's tongue slowly removed the semen from her breast and cleavage.
It felt so good as he licked her breast. Even though he had hesitated
and slightly gagged when he first started he was now licking and
kissing her breast in earnest. He slowly worked his way to her large
nipple. She let him take her nipple into his mouth and suck on it. The
feeling was divine.

After a minuet or so of him sucking her breast she could see the other
boys now wore a look of envy on there face. They had realised the
rewards for debasing themselves was to be able to touch her body.
Allen's act didn't seem quite so weird to them anymore. Only Kenny was
still grinning.

"Now down here." Stephanie said as she spread her legs to allow Allen
to lick her inter thigh where Kenny's semen had rolled. She gently
gilded his face there and watched as Allen once again kissed the semen
from her body.

His hair brushing her inter thigh coupled with his soft lips there
drove her mad. She again needed the relief of an orgasm. She now
wondered what it would feel like to have that warm moist tongue that
was caressing her leg on her sex. She considered pulling his face to
her sex. She realised that she needed to take control of herself
though.

She pulled his face to hers causing him to stand between her now spread
legs. She pulled him to her causing his erect penis to press against her
abdomen. She kissed him parting his lips with her tongue. She could
taste the fresh semen in his mouth as she kissed him. He started to rub
his penis over her abdomen.

At that she gently pushed him away. "Well, guess we should get back to
camp. I wana go swimming." She said taking her feet.

She noted the sob of frustration from Allen and the look of sheer
disappointment on the other boy's faces as she began to walk away.

"B... But you said..." Came the pathetic plea from Allen as she passed
him.

"No, I said maybe. You'll get your reward for being a good boy. I
promise. Just remember if I find out any of you boys have been playing
with my toys before I do I'll be very disappointed."

"Oh, and don't forget to bring my towel, Allen." She shot back as she
walked away leaving the boys literally with there pants down staring at
her curvy bottom.


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