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Archive name: kenny.txt (Fm, 1st, ped, mast)
Authors name: Laura Wood (laurabwood@yahoo.com)
Story title : Nobody Killed This Little Kenny
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Nobody Killed This Little Kenny (Fm, 1st, mast)
by Laura Wood (laurabwood@yahoo.com)
It was time for me to depart the Big-Smoke for a
weekend of self-indulgence alone in the mountains. It
was cold but I really prepared to warm myself up. Why
did a dumb little boy scout have to mess up my plans?
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The 3-hour drive through appalling winter conditions
seemed illogical but somehow I had to escape the city
and regain myself in the solitude of the Victorian
High Country. I arrived at a small clearing beside a
stream and knew that there was nobody around for at
least 50 miles. Who would also be stupid enough to
camp under these cold wet conditions? Nobody, I
reasoned.
I set up a large tent; I like headroom, and piled my
double mattress with a good supply of blankets and
rugs. A small lamp soon added a touch of warmth in
the air. Then it was down to business, my business
with my body. At 33 I was in great shape and could
give an erection to most guys with a wink! I slowly
undressed and ran my icy fingers over my body to
induce shivers of excitement. My nipples were hard
and pointed due to my feelings and the extreme cold.
Since I was in no hurry I stood with my left hand
alternating between each breast, lightly stroking
each nipple while my right hand ventured to my pussy
lips and sharply induced a shuddering orgasm.
That was to be my plan for the weekend and I was off
to a great start. I then unpacked my assortment of
female toys, some heavy sordid reading material and a
bottle of port and settled onto the bedding for some
serious self-fun.
I slowly engrossed myself in a story about a young
lingerie salesgirl selling door to door that just
happened to knock on the door of 2 horny studs. I had
the feeling that every orifice of this cutie would be
creamed against her will, so I hungrily read on. I
rested the head of my vibrating cock against my clit
and held the shaft firmly between my thighs. Every
time I squeezed them together heaven crept that
little bit closer. The young girl in the story was
demonstrating the latest cutaway bras for these studs
blissfully unaware of the effect her sweet body was
having on the hunks of rigid meat she as yet could
not see.
I idly wondered whether they would just hold her
down, tie her up or knock her out before the fun
began when what sounded like a shrill cry and a
splash invaded my senses. I lay there and listened,
thinking it was a bird or an animal, when I heard a
plaintive cry for help. Shit. I was not up here
freezing my arse off to be a hero, no sir. Shit again
I said as I pulled a tracksuit on and ventured into
the dark. A small figure lay half out of the stream
trying desperately to climb the slippery bank. I
grabbed a sleeve and assisted the now near frozen
being onto dry land.
It was a young person clad in now wet frozen hiking
gear and about one minute from hypothermia. I hurried
into the tent and quickly began to undress this
iceberg. In the semi gloom I did not know if it was a
boy or a girl and it wasn't until I was toweling the
body dry that I discovered a tiny shriveled penis.
"Well young man are you able to talk yet?" I asked.
He shyly nodded and said he had been on a day
survival course for some scout badge award and "I got
lost in the dark" he sobbed. I rugged him up in my
bed, discreetly removing my toys from view, and set
about making some hot food for us both. His name was
Ken, he was 14 and this was his first venture by
himself in the mountains he told me as he lay there
still shivering.
"Hey Kenny" I asked, "would you like a glass of port
to warm your insides up." He didn't know what port
was so I poured two large glasses and told him to
taste it. He smiled as the rich wine trickled down
his throat. "Wow that's great errr--" then he
realized he didn't know my name. So that was how Ken
met Laura. He finished off the port and lay back with
a very contented look on his face. Well I have made
this little shit happy I thought, here I am in a wet
tracksuit and a cold bum. Ken was watching as I
turned my back to him, removed my top and dried off.
He giggled as I pulled my pants off "don't you wear
undies Laura." I told him that if I had wasted time
putting underwear on he might not be here now. Ken
thanked me and sheepishly said that it was the first
time he had seen a ladies bum! Feeling a bit self-
conscious now I asked him to turn over while I
climbed into bed. Once we were both covered up he
rolled back over and we chatted while his body warmed
up.
The alcohol soon had its effect and Ken was sound
asleep, seeking warmth he snuggled into my back and
his arm draped over my waist. I held his hand on my
tummy to stop it venturing into the "playground
areas." The awkward position I was now in prevented
me resuming my masterbatory weekend. During the night
I was woken by a howling gale, for an instant I was
disoriented and could not work out which warm body I
was cuddled up to.
Our positions had reversed and his little butt was up
tight against my cunt sending the wrong messages to
my brain. My hand was resting on his thigh and I
could not resist the temptation to let my fingers
explore a little. My fingers soon located a limp
little cock, which I gently massaged and in a few
minutes some signs of life could be felt. Yes little
Ken was getting an erection, what a pity he wasn't
awake to enjoy the experience. For a young guy he
soon gave me a nice handle to hold onto, only about 4
inches but quite thick and, my god, so rigid. I
indulged my fantasies for a short time, squeezing and
caressing, then turned over and drifted off again.
Some time later I awoke from a horny dream so I
thought but it wasn't a dream. A hand was gently
stroking my pussy lips! Shit I thought, Kenny may not
have been asleep when I was playing with his cock so
now it's my turn to be felt up. Oh well may as well
lie and enjoy it, after all, my cunt was the reason I
came away. Ken's' fingers explored away so I shifted
position a wee bit to give him more access. As he
found my love button I pretended to wake up. Ken
stopped immediately.
"Good morning Kenny," I said, and with a wink asked
him how he felt spending the night naked with a
woman. He blushed, gave me a grin and said that he
did not remember the night as being any different,
just solid sleep. You lying little shit I thought, so
every night you get to play with a wet pussy? I doubt
that buster. I was busting for a piss and I was sure
that Ken must have been too.
I said, "Well mate it must be time to venture into
the cold and bare our butts to the wind, I'm not
having you wet the bed." Ken looked a bit embarrassed
and said that he felt that he might have a hard time
peeing at the moment. I pretended to be ignorant and
asked him why.
"Wellllllll..." he stammered, "I seem to have this
problem you see, I want to pee downwards but my penis
has other ideas"
"What do you mean Ken?" I said, choking back a
giggle.
"This," he said uncovering himself, "it just won't
relax."
I told Ken to come outside with me and I would solve
his problem. As I stood up in all my glory Ken
surveyed every inch of my body, starting and stopping
at my tits, I thought his eyes would pop out. I
dragged him and his boner out of the tent and we
stood there and stared at the snow that had fallen
during the night. I grabbed a handful and without
warning slapped it onto Ken's still hard prick. "That
should fix it mister," I laughed. We went on either
side of the tent and I squatted a bit higher than
usual to pee, I didn't want to melt the snow with my
hot pussy! I could hear Ken now gushing piss so it
looked like I succeeded.
Ken beat me back to the tent and climbed under the
covers waiting for my return. As I stepped into the
tent his little face was beaming, it was obvious he
loved every bit of my nakedness so I put on a bit of
a show for him.
I turned side on and bent down, picked up a comb and
began dressing my hair. I raised both hands to the
top of my head, which really stuck my breasts out.
Now nearly frozen I hopped back into bed and pulled
the covers up to under my breasts. It was about the
same position Ken was in, both topless. Sheepishly
Ken said "Laura would you please cover your ti... oh
too late." His body flexed and I opened the covers to
see his little boner throbbing away unassisted
spraying cum up to his chest.
"Why Kenny what caused that?" I said with a grin.
Then he told me that the sight of my boobs so close
to him gave him the best feeling ever. I leaned over
and gave him a real kiss with a touch of tongue.
"That was a real compliment Kenny, thank you."
I snuggled back under the covers and wondered where
this was heading but luckily the sound of an
approaching vehicle settled that.
Ken's scoutmaster had arrived. This left me alone
again, now what is that little sales girl up to...
Laura Wood
laurabwood@yahoo.com
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