CAMPING
Chapter 11

“Where do you want to do it?” Tracy asked, still a little nervous.

“I guess the bathroom is the best place,” Jesse muttered, pointing to a door. “I'll get the clippers and meet you there?” Tracy nodded and as Jesse walked into one of the bedrooms, Tracy headed to the bathroom. He joined her after a minute or two.

The two stared at each other awkwardly, neither knowing what to do next. “Um... What do you want me to do?” Tracy finally asked, breaking the silence.

“My sister used to kinda straddle the toilet so the hair fell into it, so...” Jesse mumbled. Tracy lifted the cover and moved to how he had suggested. She blushed slightly. She had been careful to keep her legs closed, but in her current position it was impossible.

“Like this?” she managed to say hoping her nervousness wouldn't show in her voice.

“Yeah... That's good. I'm gonna start with this,” he explained, holding one of the attachments up. “It will make your hair shorter and easier to shape, OK?” Tracy nodded.

Jesse put the attachment onto the clippers and turned it on. The buzz it made was the only sound. He tentatively reached out and slowly touched the clippers to Tracy's lower belly, running them downward.

Tracy had no idea what to expect, but the vibration of the clippers seemed to immediately go to her clit. It made her jump. “You OK?” Jesse blurted as he pulled the clippers away.

“Yeah... Um... It just surprised me, that's all. It kinda tickles,” excused Tracy, not wishing to reveal the real reason she jumped. “Keep going,” she smiled.

Jesse seemed to accept her explanation and started the clippers again. A few minutes later he seemed to be finished trimming, at least above her slit. He pulled the attachment off the clippers and reached down and picked up a paper heart. “This shape OK?” he asked. Tracy nodded. This is the hard part and, I guess the embarrassing part for you. I'm going to place the heart on your hair, then trim around it. I have to hold it in place so it doesn't move, so I'll be touching you, OK?” Tracy again nodded. “Try and stay as still as you can,” he added.

Jesse began clipping and, much to Tracy's surprise, his fingers never wandered down, but just held the paper in place. The clippers were, as before, vibrating and were arousing her. In defense, she looked around the bathroom, not wanting to look down at him working on her pussy and hoping to distract herself from the vibrations. It wasn't working though. Fortunately there was a slight burning sensation on her skin which helped her to control her emotions.

After some minutes, the clippers pulled away from her pussy. She could breathe easier now. “Now comes the... um... hard part. Could you... Um... Could you sit down and... um... kinda open your legs? I need to trim off the hair... ah... on the sides,” stuttered Jesse.

Tracy hesitated for a moment. She knew what he was asking. She had been seen before, but had never just opened her legs for anyone, until now that is... if she did it. Tracy looked down and was amazed at how good he had done. It was a perfect heart, but she could see the hair on the sides of her pussy between her legs. Cautiously she sat down, took a deep breath, then opened her legs.

“Um... This is embarrassing... Can you... ah... Can you kinda slouch down and open your legs more? I need to be able to reach with the clippers,” Jesse stammered while blushing.

His embarrassment seemed to dissipate hers. Although it made her blush, she slid her ass forward while leaning against the back of the toilet, until she was almost laying down. Again she hesitated, but she was determined to have him finish. After a few deep breaths, she opened her lags as wide as she could and, at the same time, closed her eyes. It was hard enough exposing herself to him and she rationalized looking at him looking between her legs would only make it harder.

She heard the clippers switch on, then felt them, and their vibrations, between her legs. Her body began to betray her. The vibrations weren't above her pussy now, but right on it as he trimmed the hair beside her lower lips. Tracy had to fight the urge to snap her legs shut, not because of embarrassment of being looked at, but because her pussy was beginning to get wet from arousal.

Her body began reacting more. Her hips wanted to push her pussy up; her legs wanted to open more. She could feel the wetness in her pussy and hoped he wouldn't notice. Her inner conflicts seemed to make time stand still. Her mind was screaming “NO!”, but her body kept saying “Yes! More!”

Finally the clippers turned off and Jesse grabbed a mirror off the counter, showing her. “You like?” he asked. Tracy stared into the mirror at her pussy. There was a perfect heart above it. Her pussy was now shiny from the wetness. She nodded, afraid her voice would give away her state of excitement.

Jesse put the mirror down, opened a drawer, then pulled out a jar of cream, and offered it to Tracy. “You put it on...” she murmured, still not moving from her position. He opened the jar, scooped some out, then began applying it to the skin beside the heart. Slowly he worked his way down between her legs.

Tracy could no longer control her body and her hips slowly tilted, pushing her pussy up. As he continued rubbing, she felt her climax stirring deep within her. As his hand went from one side of her pussy to the other, her hips again pushed her pussy up to meet his hand. She was close. Suddenly his hand pulled away from her. “Don't stop!” she urged.

His hand returned to her pussy and, sensing what she wanted, a finger slid into her making her gasp. Her hips were now moving in rhythm with his hand. She gasped again, but this time it was because her body exploded. Her eyes closed as she rode the waves of pleasure washing over her.

He kept rubbing until she finally pushed his hand away, letting her body settle once again. It took a few moments for her mind to focus. “Thanks...” she mumbled, then realized what she had said. “...for the heart,” she added.

“Um... Welcome,” he whispered as he stood up. She should have expected it, but it took her by surprised when she saw his cock stiffly pointing skyward. Tracy sat up and, instead of standing, dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbing his erection. “You don't have too...” he began.

Tracy put her finger to her lips. “Shhh... You can't go out like that. You'll embarrass me,” she smiled, then leaned forward taking his cock into her mouth. It only took a few seconds, it seemed, before he began filling her mouth with his cum. Tracy swallowed as fast as she could trying to keep up with his ejaculations.

It took a while, but she finally felt him beginning to go soft. She let his cock fall from her mouth and, with his help, stood up. “We should go find the others. At least now you won't embarrass me,” she laughed. They put away the trimming equipment, then left.

He held her hand as they walked. Jesse seemed different. He didn't try to grab her all the time and treated her like she was special. She liked him. From school she knew he was nice, but he seemed more than that now. The boys at the other campground had made her feel naked, which didn't really bother her, but being naked with Jesse seemed “normal”, not naked.

The couple went back to where they had left the others and found them sitting around on a circle of logs around a fire pit, but no fire was going. Most were sitting on the logs, but the two younger girls who were there before were sitting on the ground leaning against the logs. Both had their legs stretched out in front of them and parted enough so their pussies were in plain view to the boys sitting across from them. A few of the boys were sporting erections.

It surprised Tracy to see such a display, but she thought about it and realized if they were clothed, their positions would be fine. No one seemed to notice what she did. All this was so new to her. Jesse sat on one of the logs and Tracy sat down in front of him, leaning on his legs. She drew her knees up like she normally would, then realized in that position her pussy would be poking out between her legs and, even shielded by her legs, would be quite visible. She was going to change positions, but then didn't. Everyone here was naked and everyone saw everyone else, so why make a big deal of it?

Tracy relaxed as the group talked. Lynn had moved over next to her. Suddenly Lynn whispered, “You trimmed your hair!” Tracy looked at her strangely. Her hair was the same as it had been the entire vacation. “Between your legs, dummy,” Lynn grinned.

“Oh... Yeah. Like it?” she answered.

“Yes! It's a heart! How did you do that?” Lynn continued.

“Jesse, well, Peter, did it for me,” Tracy smiled.

“You had him do it?” Lynn gasped.

“Sure! ...and he didn't do anything but style my hair,” Tracy lied.

“Think he'd do mine?” Lynn asked.

“I don't know... He did a special favor for me. Maybe you could 'bribe' him or something,” Tracy coyly remarked. Lynn raised an eyebrow. “You know what I mean...” Tracy giggled.