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The Campout

7/4/1999

It’d been a long hard day hiking up the hill, and now that they had, at last, settled in for the night, Janice was hoping for a night of warm and sensual lovemaking. She and Mark climbed into the single large sleeping bag, and she began fondling his genitals. Mark moaned and stroked her hair, using his coarse hands on her breasts too. Janice pulled his shorts down and went under the cover of the bag, licking his long, hot penis, tasting the salty sweat from the day’s exertions. She slipped it into her mouth and licked the head, flicking her tounge over the hole. Mark moaned and lifted his hips, his hand reaching over to find her left breast. Encouraged, Janice sucked more of his stiff erec-tion into her mouth, wetting it with her own saliva and then let it slide back out. She used her fingernails on his balls, sucking him into her mouth again, bobbing her head in a slow, easy rhythm. Janice loved the way men tried to speed up the process, as if they couldn’t wait. But Janice wanted to make Mark so horny that he’d give her a hard, fast fuck, make her tits bounce, and ram his cock deep just as they both came. She continued her oral foreplay, sloppily licking and sucking at the head. Mark was breathing heavily now, his cock throbbing in her mouth, and his hips rocking slowly. Janice tried to take his whole len-gth, gagging just a bit at the end, then she slowly raised her head. Janice moaned with surprise and frustration when his cock jerked and a stream of thick semen rushed into her mouth. Then she felt another gush of his rich, salty cream flooded into her mouth. Janice was out of breath and she swallowed his sperm. She took a breath through her nose as Mark’s twitching, throbbing cock spurt twice more. She released him from her mouth, savoring his taste, and felt his cock give a last shudder and spurt against her cheek. The thick semen felt warm, clinging to her skin. Mark sighed heavily and relaxed, his body limp. Janice crawled up and faced Mark, who was now smiling and drifting in a warm glowing cloud. She knew it would be several minutes before he could get hard again, and even longer until he could come again. She swallowed the last of his come, and rested alongside him. Janice’s pussy was wet, and she felt the need for him inside her, giving her that won-derful pleasure. She idly drew her hand over his chest, teasing the hairs lightly. Several minutes went by, and when Mark hadn’t, at least, returned a single caress, Janice nudged him. “Mark?” She said softly. Getting no repsonse, she repeated his name again a little louder, only to be met with a soft snore. Janice now felt angry that he would go to sleep without being considerate enough to please her too. Janice sat up in the darkness of the tent, wiping his sperm from her face and then groping for her pants. Nature was calling, and there was a small building not far away that housed the showers and toilets. Janice struggled into her soft cotton jogging pants and began unzipping the tent. Mark snored a little louder, driving her ire into a seething anger. Outside, as she walked to the restrooms, she wondered why, whenever she planned a night of intense lovemaking, Mark seemed only interested in getting off and going to sleep. Not that she could get away with that. When she’d come back from New York, she’d been exhausted and suffering from mild jet lag. But Mark had taken her to bed, and after her first orgasm, she’d fallen asleep. He woke her from her soft, dreamy sleep, and insisted that she suck him, then he wanted her to straddle and ride him. Janice was totally exhausted afterwards and slept soundly. Reflecting back over their year together, Janice realized that Mark was selfish, and self-centered, but when he put his mind to it, a pretty good lover. Janice turned the corner to the ladies restroom, blinking at even the dim light. She saw bare feet under one stall so she took the other. She’d just begun when the other toilet flushed, and the feet moved to a shower stall. Water began running, and a few moments later, amidst the splashing sounds, Janice could feel the steamy heat of the warm water. Janice finished up, and flushed the toilet, pulling her jogging pants and panties up. Her tee- shirt she tucked into the elastic waistband, and then left the stall. Janice blinked. A young girl, of maybe 18 or 19 years stood on the concrete, towel-ing herself off. She smiled, long blonde, but very wet hair dripping onto the floor. She had the kind of body that Janice herself had just out of high school, soft, firm, and nicely shaped. Now, nine years later, she had joined the battle lines against getting fat. Janice was still in good shape, but she wanted to be a few pounds lighter, and to loose the small imperfections around her thighs and hips. The blonde looked at Janice, not bothering to make any move to cover or shy away from Janice’s eyes. “Another night person?” She asked in a sweet voice, “Or a midnite nature call?” “A little of both.” Janice answered, moving towards the sink. The girl’s eyes followed Janice while she washed her hands and looked at her face in the mirror. The face in the mirror looked okay, except that she needed to re-do her eyeliner a little. Not that it mattered much, as she’d only be going to sleep. “Could you do me a favor?” The sweet voice asked from behind her. Janice turned, and the young girl asked if she could help dry her long hair. Janice saw that her hair reached almost below the girl’s firm, round behind, contrasting with her slightly darker pubic bush. The girl’s bush and thighs were lovely, her thighs leaving a space at the top where Janice could clearly see her pubic hair covering her vagina. Janice took the towel and wrapped it around the girl’s hair, pressing it hard to soak up the water. “How long have you let your hair grow like this?” Janice asked. “Eight years.” She replied. “But I have to cut the ends every few months and that slows it down.” Janice chuckled. “I bet the guys love your hair like this.” “Yeah.” Came the reply, “But its such a pain to keep clean and combed.” “Long hair’s like that.” Janice said, remembering when hers was down over her shoulder blades, before she’d begun wearing it stylishly short. She was now down at the bottom of the girl’s long hair, sponging the water out of the long strands. “Are you going back to bed or staying up for a while?” the girl asked. Janice replied that she might stay up for a while, and the girl invited her to join her and her friends down by the lake. Janice thought for a moment, then agreed. Mark wouldn’t wake up for a while, maybe not even until morning. “Let’s get your clothes and go then, your hair’s as dry as it’s going to get.” Janice remarked. The girl giggled. “I didn’t wear any.” Janice stared at her, the meaning of her words taking a second to sink in. “You mean you walked up here from the lake stark naked?” The girl nodded, slipping on a pair of leather sandals by the shower stall. “Sure. It’s late and no one’s up and around, except you.” Janice shook her head, amazed at her boldness. “Besides, I’ve always wanted to walk around outdoors without my clothes, haven’t you?” She queried, smiling. Janice nodded, thinking of how she and Steve had once camped in the mountains and run around like nudists for a whole day. But that’d been far away from people, and here, there were at least fifteen tents set up in the campground. The girl took her towel and began walking out the door. “Are you coming?” She asked. After a slight pause, “Or just breathing hard?” Janice shook out of her musings and followed the young girl as she made her way towards the lake. Walking quickly to catch up with her, Janice watched her soft, firm form walking in the moonlight. Her pale skin looked ashen in the moonlight, and her soft buns jiggled as she walked. The girl turned around to see how far behind Janice was, and her breasts too were bobbling like jell-o. Her breasts weren’t large, maybe B-cups, Janice thought, but they moved sensuously as she walked backwards over the rough ground. Janice caught up with her, and walked alongside. The girl told Janice how she and her friends had hiked up earlier in the day, and while they swam, she slept. “I’m not a morning person.” She said, “and I was exhausted when we got up here.” Janice thought about Mark, sound asleep in their tent. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” They went downhill, and near the lake Janice saw a single large tent standing in a small clearing. Someone was sitting just outside, smoking a cigarette. “Have to be quiet, people sleeping.” The girl said. The shadowy person stood and moved towards them. In the moonlight, Janice couldn’t tell if it was man or woman. “Elsa?” a feminine voice called out. “Diane? Yeah, it’s me, with a friend.” The naked blonde replied. Diane came up, wearing a tee-shirt and a pair of very tight jeans. She too was blonde, and very thin. Janice’s first impression was that she was sixteen or seventeen, but that disappeared when she got closer. Diane was pretty, and thin. Her breasts were small bulges under her shirt, and her legs were thin too. Mostly her hips were boyish and small, further giving illusion that she was very young. “I’m Diane.” The thin blonde said, smiling at Janice. Janice introduced herself, and Elsa followed suit, explaining to Diane where they’d met. Both girls led Janice to a large blanket spread out on the sandy soil some yards from the tent. “What’re you doing up?” Elsa asked Diane. “Keith snores.” Diane said, evoking smiles from the other two. “But did you go all the way up there in the buff?” “Uh-huh.” Elsa said. “Fun too. I like walking around naked.” “Anybody around see you? Besides Janice I mean.” Diane asked her. “Nope. Just me and the stars.” Elsa said. “It’s all quiet and dark up there, and just far enough away that no one will come trooping down here in the middle of the night.” “Great.” Diane said, pulling her tee-shirt over her head. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” Janice looked at the Diane’s breasts. They were very small, but her nipples showed as large, dark circles against her pale skin. Elsa’s nipples were light, blending in with her skin, and in the moonlight Elsa’s nipples were hints, whereas Diane’s were large and dark. Diane stood and slid her jeans down, baring her body to Janice and the world. Janice tried not to stare, as it appeared that Diane didn’t have any pubic hair. Her body was lean, not quite skinny. Her ribs showed with shadows in the moonlight, but her hips and legs looked trim. “Neat huh?” Elsa asked Janice. “What?” Janice asked. “Her pussy.” Elsa said, nodding her head towards Diane. “She keeps it shaved off except that tiny triangle.” Janice looked again. “I don’t see...” Diane turned and stepped closer, not at all shy about letting Janice look. Her hair was very light, and in the moonlight in blended with her skin such that she looked entirely shaved. Just above her pussy, there was a very small triangle of white-blonde hair, about an inch and a half across by two inches high. “Oh, okay.” “My last boyfriend thought it was so sexy.” Diane said. A rustling noise caught their attention, and a figure crawled out of the tent, then stood, coming over to the small group of women. Once out from under the awning, Janice saw another girl, this one naked too, with large, swaying breasts, walking over. “Hi Cathy.” Elsa said softly. “Meet Janice.” Cathy paused, not expecting a stranger to see her nude. Then she saw Janice and smiled. “Hi.” Then to Diane, “You got a cigarette I could bum?” Diane handed her the pack and Janice looked Cathy over. She was a bit taller and heavier that either Elsa or Diane, with shoulder length dark hair. In the moonlight she appeared to be all curves. Her large breasts were certainly D-cups, judging by the way they wobbled and hung on her chest. Cathy lit the cigarette, the lighter’s flame casting a light glow over her face and upper body. Janice felt a sensation caress her pussy when she saw the glistening wet streaks on Cathy’s neck and breasts. Cathy blew out a cloud of bluish smoke and handed the pack back to Diane. Diane lit one too, letting Janice see her face and small breasts. Diane was pretty alright, with light eyes and almost white hair. Her breasts ended in large, pink-brown nipples that covered most of her tits. “Did you just wake up?” Elsa asked Cathy. “A little bit ago. I heard you guys talking and got up.” Cathy replied casually. “I see Kevin got off.” Diane remarked, looking at Cathy’s breasts. Cathy smiled, and sat down with her knees up against her large breasts, her pussy facing Janice and glistening in the moonlight. “Yeah, he got off alright.” Cathy smiled, licking her lips. Elsa looked at Janice. “Do you want to undress too? We’re all friends here.” Janice wondered if that was a reference to their single sex, or if it meant that these girls were more intimate. “Sure, why not?” Janice said, and she slipped off her tee-shirt. She wondered if she should, thinking about at least two guys in the tent, wondering what might happen if they came out. “Oh never mind.” She told herself. “If they want a pussy to fuck, they’ve got these girls.” “Oh, my!” Diane said softly. “Your breasts are lovely!” “Ummm, yes.” Elsa cooed. Cathy remained silent, puffing on her cigarette and looking at Janice. Janice was proud of her breasts, and especially her tan. She’d gone to great lengths to find just the right bikini to accent her breasts with a tan and it paid off. Her breasts were pleasantly large, 37C’s, without being saggy. They tended to look full and slope down, the tan lines accenting the curve of them. Her nipples were large, and pink, the kind many guys groan over. Janice stood up to remove her jogging pants. “The moment of truth.” Elsa said softly. “Is she or isn’t she?” Janice stepped out of the last of her clothes, letting the warm summer night caress her skin. “Neat.” Elsa said. “Oooh, sex-eeee!” Cathy smiled, and Diane gave an “o.k.” sign with her fingers. They were all staring at Janice’s thick mat of reddish-orange hair that covered her mons. Janice was a true redhead, with the luck of an Italian mother she inherited none of the freckles and fair skin problems so many other had. Diane explained that they had all gone camping after one of their boyfriends doubted Diane’s natural hair color. They made a bet, which involved the guys acting as pack mules for the trip if they lost, and they did, of course. Diane had showed her tiny patch of pubic hair by stripping in the back of Keith’s van. The girls had made the guys carry up the heavy stuff, and after dinner, they’d worn them out. “All three of your boyfriends agreed to that?” Janice asked. Elsa giggled, “No, actually Diane doesn’t have one right now, and Keith is my cousin from Idaho.” “Kevin’s my boyfriend right now,” Cathy stated, “but we’re not engaged or anything.””Well, you were certainly engaged earlier tonight!” Diane laughed. Elsa and Cathy laughed too, and Janice smiled. “I gotta brush out my hair.” Elsa said, standing and moving quietly over by the tent. “Did you come up here alone?” Cathy asked. “No, my boyfriend pooped out early.” Janice replied. “He’s conked out in our tent up in the campground.” Elsa returned and asked Janice if she would brush out her hair. Janice agreed taking the brush from Elsa. The blonde sat in front of Janice, her long hair reaching the ground by her hips. Janice began to brush the long tresses. “I wish it was as warm now as it was earlier today.” Diane said, remembering the sweltering heat. “Not me.” Cathy said. “I get too horny when it gets that hot.”Janice was brushing Elsa’s lovely long hair, kneeling behind the blonde. The job was no small effort, as she had to bend down to reach the end of each stroke. Sensing this Elsa offered a suggestion. “It’ll be easier if you sit down and let me sit closer, with my hair in your lap.” Elsa suggested to Janice. Janice sat down, and Elsa slid back, sliding between Janice’s outstretched legs. Her long hair slid over sensitive areas of Janice’s body, tickling, caressing, exciting. As Cathy and Diane talked about the relative merits of Kevin’s big cock versus Keith’s smaller one, Janice kept brushing out Elsa’s long hair. Elsa’s warm hips pressed against the soft flesh of Janice’s inner thighs, and Janice was aroused by the skin to skin contact. Janice had only once been naked with another girl, and that was long ago, when she and a close friend had experimented with lesbian sex. It had been pleasurable, but she’d closed it off, mostly because she was worried someone would find out. Now she felt a sensual, sexy urging growing within her, being so close to Elsa, who seemed to be naturally free of such inhibitions. When Janice found a snarl of hair, Elsa put her hands on Janice’s legs, just above the knee while the knot was worked out. Her touch evoked another round of yearnings within Janice, and she found herself being attracted to the young blonde. The brushing continued, with no indication from Elsa that she was making or receiving sexual advances. Diane retreived a small bag from near the tent and returned. She was of the “bigger is not necessarily better” school, and she pulled out a long, thick dildo, handing it to Cathy. “That’s huge!” Janice blurted out, not believing how big the tubular piece of molded plastic was. It was huge, by any standards. Fully two and a half feet long, molded in flexible flesh tone plastic, and about four or five inches around. The head molded into both ends was gigantic. Cathy ooooh’d and ran her hands over it lovingly. “If you like ‘em big,” Diane said, “Try that one. Guaranteed to stretch your pussy wide open. As for me, I prefer something a little more agile and versitile.” Diane pulled out a smaller dildo, just about six inches long, and sized normally. “You can keep your toys.” Elsa said, “I prefer the real thing, or a nice wet tounge.” “Who doesn’t?” Cathy grinned back. “Or a couple of them.” Diane added. “But you can’t use something that big just anywhere, and you can’t suck it either.” “Maybe you can’t,” Cathy said, “But I can.” Cathy demonstrated by taking one end of the huge thing and licking all around the head like it was real. Watching her work on it made Janice’s pussy tingle and her nipples crinkled up, standing erect. Cathy had everyone’s attention and then opened her mouth wide, slowly working it into her mouth. The ersatz cock lay down between her big breasts, and even past her mons. She bent the shaft and began rubbing the other end against her pussy, still sucking the head. “You always did have a big mouth.” Diane chided, getting a dirty look from the brunette. Elsa leaned back to whisper to Janice, her warm, smooth back pressing against Janice’s soft breasts. “She really gets off on sucking cock.” Elsa said softly. Elsa was leaning back against Janice lightly, supporting herself with her hands on the blanket. She made little effort to move back upright, and Janice enjoyed the feeling of her warmth against her. Cathy had the plastic penis in her mouth, and she was trying to put the other end in her pussy. Diane leaned over and helped her, slowly pushing the huge thing inside her. Even in moonlight, or perhaps just especially because of it, the creamy white skin between her legs seemed to swell and stretch as the monster invaded her most secret place. Cathy rocked her hips forward and up, bending at the waist. She now had a fake cock that ran from pussy to mouth, and Diane was pumping it slowly in and out of her. Elsa pivoted slightly, her back brushing over Janice’s very erect nipples. “Diane gets off on the control thing. Watch, she’ll stop just before Cathy is ready to come, and she make her beg for it.” Elsa’s right hand now rested firmly on Janice’s upper thigh. “Surely this can’t be an innocent touch.” thought Janice. She slid one hand to Elsa’s waist, feeling the soft curve where her hips flair out. Elsa’s hand moved a fraction of an inch higher on Janice’s thigh. Cathy was bucking against the motions Diane made against her pussy, and she was using one hand to pump the didlo in and out of her mouth. She looked frantic and wanton, her eyes closed and her face contorted by her desperate desire for release. Both Elsa and Janice could hear Cathy’s heavy breathing, her soft moans of estascy. Cathy’s breasts, no her tits, heaved and rippled as she moved. Her thighs and buttocks quivered when her hips cleared the ground and then dropped down again. Diane was whispering encouragement to Cathy. “Yes, suck it.” Diane cooed to her softly. “Suck it and make it come in your mouth. Let it fuck your hot little pussy, spread it wide open, let everyone see you getting your twat stretched.” Cathy was beginning to reach her climax and Diane stopped, just as Elsa said she would. Cathy, frantic, reached down and tried to fuck herself with the dildo, but it was awkward. She had to let it out of her mouth. “Ohhh, you bitch! Don’t stop now!” Cathy spat the words out harshly at Diane, her breathing keeping her from shouting. Diane grabbed the end of the dildo and shoved it deep into Cathy. “So, you wanna come do you?” Diane pumped it hard and fast, then stopped. “Tell me what you want me to do.” “Fuck me.” Cathy panted. “I don’t understand, you can be more descriptive than that.” Diane said, smiling over her shoulder at her audience. “Fuck me and make me come!” Cathy hissed. “Shove it up my cunt!” Diane began pumping. “Faster, fuck me hard and fast.” Diane’s hands moved quickly, giving Cathy the kind of hard, fast fuck that Janice had hoped for tonight, before Mark had fallen asleep. Elsa moved and looped her arm around Janice’s waist, sitting almost crosswise in her lap. Elsa’s firm right breast pressed against the Janice’s cleavage, her nipple hard and swollen. Janice’s left hand slid up Elsa’s form, cupping her left breast and pinching her nipple. Cathy chose that moment to moan and arch up, and Janice felt Elsa’s bottom wriggle in her lap, as though she were thrusting her hips forward too. Janice moved her reddish bush closer, so that she could feel it rubbing the side of Elsa’s ass. Cathy arched again and her hands cupped her big, tits, pulling them up until they threatened to spill over her hands. Diane slid the huge cock out of Cathy and licked it, her mouth finding the supine girl’s clit and sucking it a moment later. Elsa turned her face towards Janice, and in the moonlight, her eyes shone like twin sparkling fires of passion. Janice felt the slight pres-sure from her hand on her back, drawing them together. Elsa’s mouth was so soft, so warm and inviting. Janice almost couldn’t beleive how sweet and sensual Elsa’s kiss was. Her lips parted and Elsa’s tounge invaded her mouth. Not as a rampaging dervish, but a slow, sensual snake that teased and promised all things were possible. Janice felt Elsa’s hand on her right breast, gently, tenderly sliding over her skin. Her hand moulded itself to her curves, making skin contact and heightening Janice’s nervous senses. Elsa’s tounge was circling and playing over her tounge, flicking the tip of Janice’s tounge like a clit, then playfully sliding under her upper lip, stroking the roof of her mouth. Janice felt her body melting, trying to flow into Elsa’s warm mouth. Janice ran her left hand down, sliding it under the blonde’s ass and tickling her anus, probing for her pussy. Janice wanted her. Most of all, Janice wanted her to want Janice. Her needs had gone unstatisfied too long tonight, and she yearned for release. Their kiss parted, and Janice looked into Elsa’s blue eyes. She saw a pair of wide, sparkling eyes that begged her not to stop. Eyes that were pleading for her to satisfy Elsa’s deepest needs as only another woman could know. “Yes.” Was all Janice said. Elsa smiled and then moved, her mouth and lips nibbling and kissing their way down her neck to her breasts. Janice leaned back on both hands, and let Elsa explore. When Elsa reached her breasts, she cupped them against her face, her tounge sliding wetly against Janice’s breast-bone. The sensations were lovely, especially when Janice felt the blonde’s firm breasts and hard nipples brushing over her lower abdomen. Elsa sighed softly, licking Janice’s firm nipples, tracing the outline of her areolae with her tounge. Diane and Cathy made a slight noise, and Janice looked at them, and she saw little, thin Diane, perched on Cathy’s mouth, rocking her hips back and forth, pulling hard on her nipples, stretching her small breasts into points. And, she was watching Janice and Elsa. Elsa drew a line down Janice’s stomach, then rubbed her face lightly against Janice’s thick, red-orange bush. Her breath was hot, and Janice’s hips rose automatically. “Do her.” Diane said almost breathlessly.”Go on Elsa, do her good.” Elsa’s head lowered between Janice’s thighs, and Janice felt a drop of her own cream flow out, slowly sliding down her ass. Elsa’s tounge started with that drop, and Janice gasped at her touch. That wonderful tounge drew up and paused, then circled her entrance. Janice shivered despite the warm night. Elsa looked up, looked up over Janice’s red bush, over her full, firm tits, to see estascy written on her new friend’s face. Janice looked down and her face changed from estascy to a warm smile. Elsa drew her tounge up, sliding over Janice’s already wet and engorged labia. Janet felt the tounge drawing nearer her favorite spot, felt the slow, sensual pleasure flowing from Elsa to her. Then, as if Elsa paused before diving into a pool, she hesitated, drawing out the inevetible. Elsa’s tounge flashed over Janice’s clit, moving so quickly that Janice wasn’t sure it happened. Then again, this time she was sure. Each time, Janice had drawn a short breath, her body jerking at the sensation of it. A pause for two heartbeats, and then again. Janice felt her juices beginning to flow freely, seeping down and out of her entrance. The tounge flicked again, then returned immediately to circle her clit in slow, lavish licks. Janice moaned. Diane moaned too, as Cathy brought her to the edge of her orgasm. The thin blonde was shaking, her mouth hanging open and her eyes closed. Cathy found Diane’s dildo and slid it into the girl’s pussy, and sucking her clit quickly. Diane gasped then shuddered, falling prone onto Cathy’s lush body and spasming along with her pussy. Elsa heard Diane’s quiet climax, and her own pussy was literally dripping with anticipation. Janice tasted so sweet, so good that Elsa wondered why she’d been reluctant to do this in the first place. Some-thing about Janice seemed right, safe, warm, and loving. Elsa slid her tounge down, all the way to the redhead’s anus and then back up. Janice moaned in a soft, sensual way that pleased Elsa. Elsa found that she liked the feeling of it, the taste, it’s pervausive slipperyness on her face. The more she licked, the more of the wonderful honey that seeped like a small brook from Janice’s opening, the more Elsa wanted. She began licking and tounging everywhere, trying to give Janice more pleasure so she could taste her sweet cream some more. Elsa remembered how she felt when she was being eaten by a guy and reached up, pulling and rolling Janice’s nipples between her fingertips. Janice felt Elsa pinch her nipples just as Janice’s hands had begun to move towards them. Her pussy squeezed, her stomach tightened, and she pushed her chest forward. Elsa knew the way to please her, and Janice was enjoying every second. Diane had moved over to watch, running her hand over Elsa’s beauti-ful behind that stuck up. Janice looked at the small blonde, and she looked at her small breasts with their hard nipples. “Let me suck your nipples.” Janice heard herself say to Diane. The blonde moved up, leaning over to let Janice taste her nipples. They were firm and warm, small buds that resisted softly. Diane moaned her enjoy-ment and Janice sucked one hard. The flesh was soft, and firm, almost taut, so small were Diane’s breasts. “Yea-ssss. Suck my titties.” She whispered to Janice. “That fits,” Janice thought. “Titties describe them nicely.” Janice let her tounge circle the small breasts, and Diane offered each one for a tounge bath. Cathy watched and lit a cigarette. The two blondes and the newcommer redhead were tangled up together, a mass of soft, sensual curves in the moonlight, undulating hips, glistening skin. Cathy absent-mindedly stroked her pussy. Cathy’s eyes fixed on Elsa’s upturned butt, and the perfectly formed pussy between her legs that seemed to glisten in the moonlight. Cathy knew this was Elsa’s first time pleasing another woman, even though Diane had eaten her last night, Elsa had been shy about “doing it” or “going all the way.” Elsa could feel the building orgasm inside of Janice, building just the way hers did. Janice’s pussy spasmed and held hard for long periods, then relaxed. It was becoming more frequent, just as Janice’s delicious juices were flowing ever faster. Elsa slid a finger inside Janice, and it felt both familiar and odd. She’d often fingered herself, but now, it was someone else’s pussy, a pussy that felt warmer, wetter than her own. Elsa bravely inserted another finger, and she flexed them upwards, her long fingers touching Janice’s mons from inside. Janice felt the fingers inside her, giving her something to grip with her pussy. It felt so good, but she wanted more. Janice let her head fall back, leaving Diane with a wet, shiny nipple. Elsa’s fingers bent, pressing against her insides, in several directions it felt like. Janice felt a tightening inside, as if her insides had rolled over and knotted. Just a little more... Elsa felt the spasms and the flexing of Janice’s buttocks, and she knew Janice was close. She licked the redhead’s clit, circling and circling it rapidly. Janice was moaning aloud, rotating her hips in time, trying to speed up the circles. Elsa felt a twinge of urgency in her own pussy now, and she rolled her head to move even faster. Janice was panting, her mouth slack jawed. Elsa suddenly couldn’t find the redhead’s clit, and she searched with her tounge. She kept flicking over where it should be, her own breath rapid, humid and hot. Janice felt the surge begin, and Elsa’s hot breath on her cunt. She was on fire, her loins burning with need, her insides yearning for a screaming, thrashing release. It built and built, the blonde’s tounge sending shivers over Janice, teasing her, keeping her hanging on the edge of ....”Oh my GOD!” Janice uttered. Her orgasm washed over her, moving from her pussy in both directions, contracting her muscles as it passed over her. Her insides felt like they were pulling the rest of her down, centering her whole being on her sopping crotch. Her body resis- ted, then arched up, as if in defiance. She could feel her pussy flex and pulse, her breast muscles hard and stiff along her chest, and most of all, a slick wetness flooding her thighs and pussy. Elsa felt it coming, and suddenly Janice cried out, locking her legs around Elsa’s head, smothering Elsa with her steaming hot cunt. It pulsed and throbbed against her face, her fingers were clasped together inside this hot woman, pinned in her. Janice arched up, and her pussy slid over Elsa’s nose and face. Then down again, coating Elsa with her slippery wetness. Elsa began rubbing her face, her nose and her cheeks against Janice’s pussy. After a moment, when Janice’s shudders slowed, Elsa removed her fingers, causing Janice to arch again. This time, her legs were open more and Elsa slid her tounge to the woman’s opening. A warm, rich cream flowed onto Elsa’s tounge, which she licked up and swallowed. It was too much for Janice and she grabbed the blonde’s long hair and pulled her face hard against her cunt. She felt the licking tounge, searching, probing, lapping up her come. Janice climaxed again, quickly, this time, panting out her name. “Elsa...Ohhh, Elsa....yes, ohhhh ELSA!” Elsa found her face covered in Janice’s cream, and heard Janice calling her name over and over. She smiled inwardly, knowing that she would forever enjoy pleasing someone like this. She didn’t even mind that Janice’s hands were hurting her scalp a little, pulling her face hard against her steaming cunt. Elsa liked it. “Bravo.” Diane said, “Well done.” “Yes, quite a show.” Cathy agreed. Janice was still outside reality, but Elsa sat up and wiped the cream from her chin. “Don’t waste that.” Diane said, taking Elsa’s hand and licking off Janice’s come. “Hmmm, sweet and delicious.”Cathy scooted over and used her finger tasting some from Elsa’s cheek. “You’re right. She does taste sweet.” “Well, what did you think?” Diane asked Elsa. “Think of what?” Janice asked dreamily. “I liked it...a lot!” Elsa replied, looking fondly at Janice. Janice opened her eyes and looked at the smiling blonde. She looked so sweet and sexy sitting there between her legs. “Was that the first time you’ve done that?” Elsa nodded. “Looks like you enjoyed it.” “Oh baby!” Janice said, sitting up to hug Elsa. “If that was your first time, you’re going to be a killer when you’ve practiced! That was terrific!” “You mean that?” asked Elsa. “I most certainly do!” Janice said. “That was perfect.” Janice leaned forward and kissed the younger girl, tasting herself on Elsa’s lips. “Now I have to return the favor.” Elsa seemed to wriggle at the suggestion, and Janice quickly had her lay down. The blonde seemed even younger on her back, but her fully developed pussy and the thick mat of hair covering her mons suggested otherwise. Janice began by licking down the backs of Elsa’s upraised thighs, spiraling inward with light, dry kisses. Working her way towards Elsa’s blonde thatch, Janice caressed Elsa’s lovely legs. Diane moved off, and Janice concentrated on Elsa. Elsa was rolling her head from side to side, cupping her firm breasts and rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefingers. Janice caught Elsa’s fragrance, like an enticing per-fume, and bent down. The blonde bush was damp with Elsa’s cream, and Janice licked it lightly, drawing her tounge over just the hairs. Elsa sighed softly, arching her hips up. Janice used her tounge and drew a line down between Elsa’s legs, staying well left of her labia. Elsa moaned softly now, her breathing moving faster. Suddenly, Janice moved to her right, sliding her tounge as deep as she could into this girl’s entrance, trying to shove her tounge right inside her pussy and lick her from inside. Elsa gasped and Janice wished her tounge was six inches long. Elsa tasted fabulous! Her pussy was awash with a slick, warm cream that excited Janice. “God she’s so wet!” Janice thought. Elsa’s hips undulated as Janice drew her tounge up between the petals of the blonde’s pussy. She sucked each soft fold of skin into her mouth and ran her tounge over it, as if washing it off. Elsa cried a soft, high pitch-ed noise, and her hips quaked. Janice worked up, staying just barely away from Elsa’s engorged clit. Elsa’s clit looked large in the moonlight, peeking out from under its cover. Janice blew on it lightly, the cooling air causing Elsa to sigh. Janice reached her tounge out and circled the small button, her warm tounge sending an electric jolt to Elsa’s brain. She gasped. Janice was torturing her with pleasure Elsa thought. Her pussy was on fire, and this redheaded woman was toying with her. She felt the tounge probe inside her and she arched, wishing it would slid into her like a flexible, snaking cock. Then Janice had sucked her labia, pulling on them gently and creating such sensations between her legs that Elsa almost cried out in estactic agony. God but this woman was hot! Now a cold sensation crept over her pussy, sending a shiver through her. She sighed, as it stopped, then, a warm, sensual jolt wracked through her, her clit buzzed and vibrated a message to her brain, and her body jerked. Elsa gasped. “Oh God!” Elsa thought. She knows! She knows just what I like! Janice’s tounge circled her clit several times, then slid down her pussy, even down to her asshole and around it. Elsa pulled her legs back, exposing her pussy and anus fully to this wonderful woman. She felt Janice’s hands slide up the backs of her thighs, keeping her legs in position. Janice’s full breasts pressed against the back of her ass and the redhead’s mouth covered her sopping wet pussy. A tounge darted about, teasing her, bringing her to the brink. Elsa could feel her insides melting, flowing out of her cunt and into Janice’s mouth. Her stomach tightened and the sensation seemed to spread towards her pussy. Janice could feel Elsa’s impending orgasm. The blonde shuddered under her, her thighs tightening and relaxing, her pussy pulsing and pressing against Janice’s tounge. Janice used on arm to keep Elsa’s legs up, and then pressed two fingers inside the blonde’s pussy. They slid easily into Elsa’s slippery pussy. “Oh yes! Yes!” Elsa crooned. Elsa’s hips rocked and Janice kept lapping the blonde’s pussy. Elsa’s erotic movements added to Janice’s passion and she slid a third finger deep into Elsa. The girl moaned, and gripped the invading fing-ers, her cunt drawing them deeper. “She’s ready to come” Janice was thinking, “now to make it special for her.” Elsa felt the third finger, pushing and stretching her a little. She was almost there, almost over her peak. Just a little further and she would come. She felt Janice bend her fingers, pressing against the back of her vagina, then she turned her hand, fingers still bent, car-essing her insides in a half- circle. The sensations were exquiste as the probing hand stretched and relaxed her vaginal ring, and she climbed to the top of that warm mountain who’s name is orgasm. Elsa felt the fingers pressing against the back of her mons, against the back of her clit it seemed. A bright red light flashed, and her whole body became a flowing river, her contracting muscles the surging current. Elsa felt as if she were the river flowing down the mountain, her shuddering body undulating over the rocks, her cream flowing all around her, warming her and coating her with its sheen. She loved it, and never wanted it to stop. Janice bent her fingers and then rotated her hand. She could feel the intense tightening of Elsa’s pussy, the building up of her impending release. She ran her long fingers down the front of Elsa’s vaginal walls, searching for a sensitive spot just oppostite that of her tounge. Janice’s tounge flicked at Elsa’s pearl, and just as her fingers bent fully, Elsa gasped, then screamed a short, high pitched squeal. Elsa’s legs clamped down on Janice’s head and it felt like Elsa was trying to draw her face into her cunt. Elsa arched, and squealed softly, her head tossing from side to side, and her body quaking hard. Janice felt those incredibly strong muscles clamp down on her fingers, and then a spray of warm wetness wet her neck. Each spasm of Elsa’s pussy sent a spray of her warm, thick cream onto Janice’s neck. Janice moved up slightly even against the quaking legs and let the next few gushes land on her breasts and chest. Elsa made small mewing like noises as she slowed down, her breathing short and loud. Finally, her legs relaxed, sliding limply to the ground on either side of Janice. Elsa couldn’t focus her eyes, and her brain seemed shrouded in a warm, cottony haze. She knew she was smiling, yet her body refused to respond and open her eyes. She lay there, breathing harshly, feeling like a limp rag. A hand caressed her softly, moving up to her breast. The palm slid so nicely over her hard nipple, then down the top of her breast. Elsa knew who’s hand it was, but she couldn’t focus on anything but the warm, relaxing pleasure coursing through her body. The hand turned into a thumb and forefinger on either side of her chin, turning her head gently to the side. Warm lips touched hers, and she tasted her own special cream. A tounge slid into her mouth, and she gently licked it. She felt it lovingly caress her tounge and lips, and she smiled inside, feeling sexy and happy. The lips departed, and dreamily she opened her eyes. Janice’s face was framed with glowing red hair, the moon casting a soft orange-red glow from behind her. Janice’s face was in shadow, her features soft and slightly hidden. Elsa saw her green eyes sparkle, and a smile that said it all. Diane and Cathy had watched Elsa’s climax, pausing from their own endeavours to marvel at her intensity. Both women were sharing the huge double dildo, lying with their feet past each other and their pussies just inches apart. While Janice and Elsa caressed, Diane and Cathy resumed their mutual gratification. Janice and Elsa held each other, caressing and touching gently while Elsa recovered from a tremendous climax. They watched the other two women pleasing each other and themselves. In the moonlight, their bodies seemed to be a mass of sweating, writhing, sensual curves. Elsa and Janice lay in the growing shadow of a looming pine tree, watching the sexually intense performance of their friends. Cathy was pulling and pushing Diane’s smaller body back and forth, working them both into a hip-rocking frenzy. Just as Cathy began to rock her hips rapidly, the tent flap opened and a tall, muscluar young man emerged, standing naked in the moonlight. He peered into the darkness, and saw the two girls rocking against each other. He watched, eyes fixed on the tableau, while Janice watched his erection grow before her eyes. He began stroking himself, and stepped forward. The other tent flap parted and another young man emerged. He too was naked, and his penis began growing as he watched Diane and Cathy. Elsa whispered to Janice that the blondish man was her cousin, Keith. That left the darker haired man to be Cathy’s beau, Kevin. Kevin stepped around and knelt over Cathy’s mouth, pointing his long, thick cock at her mouth. Cathy arched up and began sucking the head, as Kevin crouched down. Keith knelt beside Diane and began playing with her small titties, while she licked his shaft. After a few moments, Kevin sat back. “How about the real thing girls?” Kevin asked in a rich tenor. The girls slid apart and Kevin had Diane get on her knees, entering her from behind. Cathy pulled Keith down and mounted his upright shaft, placing them within easy reach of Diane. Diane moaned as Kevin entered her and began to stroke in and out of her. Cathy took one of Diane’s hands and placed it on her large breast, rocking her hips on Keith’s sturdy shaft. “Let’s watch.” Elsa whispered into Janice’s ear. They watched as both Diane and Cathy let the guys pound their bodies. Kevin was moving his hips hard and fast, ramming the small girl from behind and making her buttocks ripple. Cathy’s tits were flopping about, and she was riding Keith like a demon. Kevin kept up his pace for long minutes, and finally groaned that he was going to come. Diane wriggled forward, closer to Cathy and Keith. “Remember your promise.” Diane said lustily. Janice was about to ask Elsa, when Kevin groaned and pulled out of the blonde’s pussy. Grabbing his cock he stood and moved to Cathy, shoving his cock into her mouth and then shaking. Cathy moaned several times, and Diane simply slid her pussy to Keith’s mouth. Kevin backed away, holding his drained prick. Cathy and Diane kissed, both of them moaning softly. “That’s it Cathy.” Kevin said nastily. “Kiss her with a mouthful of hot, thick cum.” Janice put her hand on Elsa’s thigh and felt Elsa’s hand slid down her back, caressing her. Now Cathy was on the verge of orgasm, and Keith managed to get Diane close too. Diane won, by a hair, and the quiet night was filled with their alternating moans. Cathy kept rocking on Keith, and suddenly he groaned from under Diane’s ass. His hips lifted Cathy up and she moaned, feeling him squirt her full of his sperm. Elsa got up and walked over, and she let Cathy lean back. Elsa pulled Keith’s large cock from Cathy, then began licking the big titted girl’s pussy. Elsa moaned happily, and Cathy raised up for her friend’s lap- ping tounge. Diane sat on the blanket and motioned Janice to come over. Both men were surprised at her presence, and Kevin was the first to offer her what she’d begun the night wanting–a long, hard, fast fuck. Kevin was hard again, and Janice was soaking wet from all of the sexual goings on. Kevin told her to get on all fours and he entered her from behind like he had Diane. “Oh Jesus, you have such a beautiful ass.” Kevin said as his cock slid inside Janice. Janice felt him enter, spreading the walls of her pussy. It was wonderful. So hard, so warm, so deep, and best of all, so ALIVE! Kevin began slowly his hands finding Janice’s breasts hanging down and swaying with their motions. Diane was fingering Elsa’s pussy from behind, where Janice could see her fingerfucking the sexy blonde. Kevin pulled Janice’s hips against him, and she gasped. Now he was beginning his hard thrusts, the pressure and motion inside her driving Janice into a deli-cious state of arousal. Cathy and Elsa stopped, with Cathy laying down to suck Keith’s still large, but limp prick. Elsa saw her cousin pounding Janice’s pussy and she slid underneath Janice from the side, suckling on Janice’s nipples. The feeling was wonderful. Fresh air, hard cocks and a woman sucking her tits. Janice felt sensual, sexy, glamorous and slutty all at the same time. Diane came over and offered Janice her pussy. Janice licked at the partially shaved mons, and Diane had an interesting taste. Janice’s face bumped against Diane’s mound, and the blonde laid down in front of Janice, spreading her legs wide and holding her labia open too. “Suck my clit. Suck me.” Diane pleaded. Janice licked, then began sucking, her own mind blurring the dis- tiction between all of the sensations. She felt like she was sucking a breast, as well as sucking and fucking a pussy. She felt fingers slide down her belly to rub her clit, and she knew it was Elsa, but it felt like she was doing it. Her body began to knot, the old feeling coming on, and this would be only the first. Janice sucked hard on Diane’s clit, shoving three fingers inside the small girl, just as she felt her own climax start. Elsa held her up, as did Kevin, and she kept Diane’s clit in her mouth, gasping around it while she shook. Kevin kept right on pounding against her ass, and the flowing sensation receeded. Feeling carnal and lusty, Janice worked on Diane’s sopping cunt before her. Elsa felt Janice come, and now she worked underneath the redhead’s legs. Kevin’s balls slid against her forehead and Elsa tilted her head back. Her tounge caressed the drops of cream from Janice’s clit then found Kevin’s slippery wet cock. A little further and her tounge was licking his balls as he moved in and out of Janice. She felt fingers probing her pussy, long sensual fingers and smiled, realizing that Janice was giving back to her too. Janice was frantically licking Diane, and now the blonde girl was panting out loud. A second later, Diane moaned and closed her legs, trapping Janice’s head. Janice’s head was inches from Diane’s spasming pussy, and she watched in fascination as the girl’s body shook. Her own body began to wind up for the arrival of another orgasm too. Diane relaxed and let her legs down. Janice felt Elsa’s tounge on her clit, and the ignition of a fiery passion. Janice began arching back to meet Kevin’s thrusts, slamming their bodies together. Elsa stopped licking, as the bodies above her were moving to fast and hard. She watched the shadowy genitals moving, the sky showing for only a moment before bodies crashed together above her face. Janice felt the surging rise inside her, and the swelling up of Kevin’s cock. He was getting larger, harder, stiffer inside her clench-ing cunt, getting ready to come inside her. She arched back, moving faster, wanting them to come together. Kevin came first, shooting his cum like a hose inside of Janice. His strong spurts sent an electric current through Janice’s pussy. Almost...Almost there... Kevin moaned and ground his cock against Janice’s cunt. Elsa could swear she hear it squirting and squishing into Janice, or out of Kevin. She could see his lower body spasm and pulse as each jet of his sperm rushed into Janice’s waiting pussy. Elsa reached up and cupped Kevin’s balls, and she heard him groan again, then spasm as a last gush of his cream entered Janice. Elsa realized that Janice was moaning, still trying to fuck Kevin, but he was holding her tight against his cock. Elsa reached out with her tounge and licked Janice’s clit, getting a moaning shudder from the redhead. Again she licked and Janice lowered her hips. Kevin pulled out and pushed Janice’s hips down onto Elsa’s mouth. Elsa felt the warm flood of his semen pouring out of Janice, mixed with her sweet creamy juices. She licked and gulped it down like nectar. Janice felt Elsa’s tounge, and then suddenly Kevin was pulling out. “NO!” Janice thought, “Make me come!”. Her hips were pressed down and she felt Elsa’s tounge snake into her entrance. Her pussy was dripping its precious load of cum right into Elsa’s mouth. Janice moaned and felt the beautiful blonde’s mouth working to capture it all. Then Elsa sucked on Janice’s clit, bringing her to the peak quickly. Elsa was lapping her sopping pussy eagerly, trying to make her come. Janice felt it, and then, a huge flooding wave crashed over her, her pussy spreading itself wide open and her insides pouring out, her brain melting and flowing out of her cunt and into Elsa’s mouth. Beautiful, sexy, wonderful, loving little Elsa! Sated, Janice rolled over and caught her breath. Elsa came over and thanked her, kissing her and letting her taste Kevin’s salty come. Nearby, Cathy was kneeling behind Keith, stroking his thick cock towards Diane’s little tits. Kevin wandered off looking for a cigarette. Elsa sat next to Janice and stroked her breasts while they watched Cathy work on Keith. They didn’t have to wait long, as Keith groaned a minute later and arched his hips forward. Long streams of glistening sperm flew the few inches between them and landed on Diane’s almost flat chest. She moaned softly. Another spurt and another. All of them thick and creamy, landing on her breasts. Cathy greedily came around and sucked the last spurt into her mouth and then licked off the head of Keith’s cock. With everyone tired or sore, they sat around the blanket and made the introductions. Diane, sitting next to Kevin with her chest glist-ening wetly introduced Janice to Kevin and Keith, as if she were doing it at a party. Cathy remarked that Elsa had finally gone down on a woman, for the first time, and that it had been Janice. Elsa smiled, and she wiped her still wet chin. Cathy licked it off her hand, then lit a cigarette. A little chat went on, and Janice asked for the time. “Shit.” Kevin said. “It’s 3:45 already.” Realizing how quickly over three hours had passed, Janice said that she had to go before she was missed. Everyone insisted on giving her a goodbye kiss, and some were longer than others, while some were clear inticements to stay, complete with a nipple pull or a finger along her pussy. Elsa didn’t kiss her, but found her clothes and helped her into them. Elsa herself slipped on a midriff-cut tee-shirt and a pair of nylon shorts. “I’ll walk back with you.” She said. Then in a quiet voice, “I want to say goodbye in a special way.” Walking quickly, they found their way back to the shower and rest-room building where they’d met. In the shadows, Elsa put her arms around Janice’s neck and kissed her, long, deep and passionately. Their bodies pressed together through thin fabric, stirring the desire for them to again press their naked bodies together. Elsa looked up at Janice, her eyes searching for something. Janice felt it too, and if she asked Elsa, Elsa would say that Janice’s eyes seemed to be searching for something. Janice looked around, and she saw a park suggestion box. She took Elsa by the hand and found a note pad and pencil. Janice wrote her phone number down and handed it to Elsa. Elsa looked at it, then to Janice. “I don’t want to lose you.” Janice said quietly, stroking Elsa’s cheek. “You’re so lovely, so warm and caring. I might fall for a woman like you.” Elsa blinked back a tear and kissed Janice again. Hurridly she wrote down her phone number too and handed it to Janice. Elsa smiled and whispered into Janice’s ear. “I never want to lose you either. You’re so beautiful.” They kissed, knowing that they must part for now. They wandered off in their separate directions, looking back and waving at each other. Janice put the Elsa’s phone number in her pocket and returned to the tent she was sharing with Mark. She crawled in, and Mark stirred, awakening at her arrival. “My turn for a potty trip.” He said blearily. “Go ahead.” Janice said softly, I’ll keep the bag warm. Mark left and after she removed her jogging pants, Janice pulled the paper from the pocket. Using the flashlight, she read the paper. She smiled. On the paper, Elsa had written her home and work numbers, along with “I love you.–Forever Elsa.” Janice smiled again when she realized the work number was the same as her work number. Elsa worked in the same office building as Janice. Janice put the paper into her jeans, and lay back. Maybe she wouldn’t put up with Mark’s foolishness after all...

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This is one of the most erotic stories I ever read. Even if it is written 5 years ago, it is still one of the best
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