From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: First Fantasy At Camp (mf, cons)
Date: 8 Apr 1996 22:10:50 GMT

			First Fantasy At Camp
				  by
			   The Storyteller

	It was my first time away at camp, and being sixteen at the
time, was a little old to be homesick. None the less, I wished I was
home! I didn't make friends easily and all that 'arts and crafts' crap
was getting stale! It was a co-ed camp, but the girls were kept pretty
much separate from us. They had their cabins across the lake from us
and we only saw the female campers during the day. Occasionally, a
couple would arrange to meet half way around the lake, but either the
girl or the boy would be missed during bed check and be found out.

	One of the daily activities we had with the female campers was
horseback riding. That was the only redeeming feature of camp for me.
It was a Thursday, and I had just come back to the stable from riding.
Most other riders were either still out, or were grooming their horse.
At camp, you shared a horse with a number of other campers and
Thursday was my day to do the grooming. As I was grooming my horse, a
heard a noise behind me and turned around. A girl with long blonde
hair came up and started to pat Chestnut's neck. "He's a nice looking
horse, isn't he?" she asked. I replied that he was, and that
horseback riding was the only good thing at camp. She replied that she
felt the same way. "I wish he was mine," she said. "Why do you say
that," I replied, wondering why she didn't feel the same way about her
horse. A gleam twinkled in her eye as she told me that it was because
my horse "was so well hung!" I didn't know what to say! Talk about
embarrassment!

	I stammered some (being shy) and am sure that I turned red.
Cathy kept rubbing the horse while she looked at me. Her hand was
gliding along the side of the horse and she turned and looked at
Chestnut's "equipment", which was hanging pretty long.

	Figuring that I had nothing to lose, I stammered, "He is
pretty well, ah, hung, isn't he?" I guess that you can call a horse
"hung", you know. "Hung like a horse," Cathy said, "I wonder if you
are as hung as your horse?"

	Now I really didn't know what to say. Gathering some courage,
I suggested that she would have to compare us sometime. "How about
tonight?" was her reply. Not being able to think up a good reason not
to, I agreed. I guess that since I didn't like camp that much, if I
got into trouble for sneaking out at night, at least I would have a
good story to tell, back home.

	We agreed to meet that night at 1 am at the stable. It was
pretty close to both sides of the lake and a somewhat central point. I
had no end of trouble making it through the day. Just thinking about
my first time with a girl and whether I would be nervous and make a
fool of myself. It was also hard to keep from getting aroused! I kept
having to turn away from people to hide the bulge in my jeans.

	Finally, it was time to leave. I snuck out of the cabin and
made my way to the stables. I waited for Cathy to show, and more than
once decided that she had made a fool of me and was laughing to her
friends about the guy waiting in vein!

	All of a sudden, I turned and she was there! "Your time has
come," she whispered.

	I could hear a few horses snorting in the background, but
other than that, all was quiet. Cathy took me by the hand and we
walked down to Chestnut's stall. He was awake and moving around. Cathy
and I talked about horses and how the males were really hung. She told
me about how the males would mount the female and have sex. She told
me that it excited her, no end.

	I was pretty excited also. My eyes were getting accustomed to
the darkness, and I could see her rubbing her crotch as she watched
the horse. Later, we laid down in the pile of hay and began kissing.
Cathy's long hair glistened in the moonlight. I began caressing her
shoulders and she started running her hands up and down on my back. We
soon were undressing and I was getting pretty anxious at this point.
My heart was beating so hard, that I thought that it would explode!

	My hands shook as I un-buttoned her blouse. She had pulled my
shirt up out of my pants and was running her hand over my stomach. She
then opened up my shirt. It was kind of awkward as we both fumbled
with each others clothes. I tried not to move too fast, because I was
afraid that she would get turned off. I didn't realize how wrong I
was.

	Soon it came time for me to take her pants off. I un-buttoned
her pants and slowly pulled the zipper down. We were kissing at the
time and she had her tongue in my mouth. My first French Kiss! All
Right!!

	We both had our tops off and I slowly massaged her breasts.
They were quite soft, with very pointed nipples. Her fingernails were
lightly scratching my chest. I was in ecstasy! I couldn't wait to get
down to business!

	We stopped kissing, I removed Cathy's pants and slowly pulled
down her panties. So that is what it looks like! Beautiful! The soft
moonlight glistened on her legs. Her cunt hairs were soft and fine.
They looked like silk. She had been whispering things in my ear, the
whole time we were undressing each other. "Are you hung? Are you hung
like a horse? I want to feel your cock inside me! I want you to ride
me to ecstasy!"

	I started to finger her cunt, but she whispered that she
wanted to see me naked. I started to loosen my belt, but her hand
stopped me. She took off my belt and started un-doing the buttons on
my jeans. My dick was straining to get out of those pants. She kept
rubbing my crotch as she un-did more buttons. When the last one was
open, she reached her hand into my pants. It took her a minute or two
to figure out how jockey shorts work, but finally found my dick. She
caressed it for a moment, then ran her hand along its length, stopping
to give it a squeeze every once in a while.

	Cathy finally released it from the shorts and pulled them
down. She was still rubbing it and whispered in my ear that it was the
longest that she had ever seen. That made me feel good, because, I
wasn't sure how I stacked up against other guys.

	Cathy got a clean horse blanket and draped it over the side of
the pile of hay. We laid down and she started stroking my dick. We
kissed and I moved my hands over her soft back. She was lying on top
of me and her breasts were rubbing on my chest. I felt like I was
going to explode! We rolled around for quite a while, fondling and
rubbing each other.

	Unexpectedly, she kneeled and put her head by my crotch.
Opening her mouth, she lowered her head and guided my dick into her
warm mouth. She started sucking on me. My hands surrounded her head,
her soft hair was tantalizing. I don't know if my hands were guiding
her head as it started going up and down, or if I was more of a
spectator, but she was sucking and sucking on my swollen dick and my
hands were rubbing the back of hair. Up and down she went, sucking and
pulling on it. I was wanting to shoot, but she suddenly she stopped.
"It's your turn," she said as she laid back on the blanket.

	I moved my head over to her pussy. My mouth closed in and my
tongue slowly entered her slit. She was wet. Her juices were flowing
and she was wet inside. I curled my tongue and stuck it in as far as I
could, flicking it against anything I could find. I sucked and gulped
as I pushed my face further in. Cathy started to wiggle around and it
was hard to keep my tongue moving. Just as I was starting to really
get into it, she said, "Put your cock in me, I want your long cock in
me!"

	I took my tongue out of her and licked my hand. This mixture
of her pussy juices and my saliva were rubbed on my dick before I
climbed onto her. My dick was the longest I can ever remember it.
"Put it in me, put it ALL into me," she whispered. I guided it to the
slit and slowly started pushing it in. She was really warm and was
starting to moan. Her eyes were closed but I could see that her eyes
were moving beneath the lids. I pushed my dick into her as far as I
could while she kept moaning for me to put it all into her. I started
to move my hips up and down, up and down. We kissed again, long
kisses, our tongues sliding against each other as we sucked at each
others mouths.

	I kept lifting my pelvis and thrusting my dick into her as far
as I could. Up and down, up and down I went. "Hey Stud, ride me!" she
simpered. "Ride me." A thought flashed through my mind. I withdrew
and rolled off of her. "I need to take a break," I said. She opened
her eyes and looked into my face. "You really like horses, don't you?"
I asked her. "I have a thing about them, if that is what you mean,"
she said with a twinkle in her eye. I looked into her face for a
minute or two and then stood up. She started rubbing her pussy with
her hand. "Where are you going?" she asked.

	"I'll be right back," I told her, as I walked over to the
stall.

	I got Chestnut's saddle, the horse blanket and a set of reins
that were hanging on the hook and took them back to the where Cathy
was lying. A smile started to curl on her mouth. I laid the saddle
next to me, draped the blanket over us and hung the reins over my
shoulders. The blanket itched somewhat, but at that point, I didn't
care. I fondled her pussy and my dick got hard again. As I entered her
again, she started playing with the saddle, rubbing it. I started
humping her again and we kissed some more. I pushed in and out, faster
and faster.

	Cathy was fondling the saddle with one hand and had her other
hand on my pubic hair. Occasionally she would slide her fingers along
my dick as it slid in and out of her. She was moaning louder now and I
was afraid that someone would catch us here. A few of the horses were
getting edgy and started to snort and move around. That seemed to make
Cathy even more excited! She was Frenching away with a passion,
moaning and bucking.

	Her free hand was now moving between the saddle and the reins
over my shoulder, and I could feel a tingling inside my dick. I was
getting ready to cum and I could feel Cathy's pussy squeezing my cock
as it slid in and out. Her eyes were closed and she was really getting
in to it. "Fuck me with your horse dick, Touch me with your nuts,"
she was saying. Her hands were now at my back, her nails scratching
ye back, faster and faster!

	The horses were now snorting louder as we fucked faster and
faster. Cathy was in another world. I could tell. I was getting ready
to cum. I could feel it starting to cum as I pushed into her pussy.
Her hands were moving to my ass and she was scratching it with her
nails. I could feel goose bumps all over my body and her body was
starting to shake. She was moving with me, we were becoming one
person, moving to the sounds of lovemaking. I was ready to cum. "I'm
cumming, I'm cumming. Give it to me, Shoot your sperm in me, Stud! Let
me feel it!"

	I came in a great wave. I could feel it enter her in big
shots. Her mouth found mine again and we kissed and licked for quite a
while, moving our bodies in time with each other. My heart was
pounding, or was it hers? We collapsed in each others arms, her
breasts, pressed against my chest.

	I left that stable a man! I know that she may have had
something else on her mind while we made love, I will never forget
that experience! I was no longer a virgin and had gained a confidence
around women that I thought that I would never have had. We almost
became one during that encounter! She wanted a stud and for her, I
became one! We each have our little fantasies and I helped her with
hers. I was her well hung horse for the night. What she didn't
realize, was that for that night, she was my little Filly!

	Good Night.