I had become very friendly with another camper named Lynn, and one night we had indulged in a little "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours". We had fun touching and exploring each other's budding breasts, tentatively rubbing the nipples and nervously feeling each others' swollen pussy. We would have gone further, but just then our cottage counselor came through for a last inspection before she turned in for the night, so we hastily jumped back into our bunkbeds and pulled up the covers, feigning sleep. I know I masturbated quickly but quietly after I saw her light go out, and it was all the more exciting because I knew Lynn must be doing the same thing. Alas, there were no more opportunities that summer and when we said goodbye at the end of our two week stay,
Lynn and I expressed regret at not being able to finish what we started.
We kept in touch via letter and I was elated when she wrote that she
would be coming back to camp with me, also as a counselor. Just
anticipating the possibilty of finally fulfilling my fantasy of
masturbating with her made me so wet, that within minutes of receiving
her letter, I raced upstairs to my room and frantically rubbed my clit
to orgasm. Our first week at camp was taken up with orientation and
getting used to out respective charges, but by the second week everyone
was used to the routine and Lynn and I could finally schedule some off
time for ourselves. One evening, after the campers had all gone for a
one-night sleepover at a nearby horse ranch, Lynn and I found ourselves
virtually alone on the grounds. That evening, after a long shower, I
walked back to my cottage with only a towel wrapped around me; I meant
to put on my bathing suit and go for a cool night swim, but when I got
to my room, there was Lynn laying on my bed totally nude, smiling up at
me. I let my towel drop to the floor and we just looked at each other.
It was obvious that in two years both of us had filled out
considerably. She had small, round breasts with long brown nipples that
just begged to be stroked, a narrow waist and her tummy was just
slightly rounded above her pussy, that was covered with thick blond
pubic hair, now dark with the dampness between her swollen lips,
showing me it was obvious that she was as horny as I was. She got up
and came over to me, cupped my large tits in her soft hands, telling me
how much she loved feeling the weight of them. Her index finger traced
first my large right areola and then the left, then her thumbs brushed
over my nipples, already stiff and long. My hand slipped between her
pussy lips and my fingers were immediately wet; I lifted my hand to my
mouth and licked her juices off my finger while she watched, mouth
slightly open, her breathing quickening. "I want to finish what we
started two summers ago," she said. "Everytime I masturbate I imagine
you're lying beside me or sitting across from me playing with yourself
at the same time. Now I want to make my fantasy come true." We made
ourselves comfortable on cots facing one and other. We had three or
four pillows each tucked behind us, so we were sitting up with our legs
stretched out; neither of us wanted to miss anything. As she watched, I
cupped my breasts, squeezing them, thumbs stroking the nipples back and
forth, teasing, strumming;I moaned at the pleasure it gave me, feeling
my clit swell and throb without my even touching it. My nipples were so
sensitive that I had given myself an orgasm a number of times just by
playing with the tips of them. She took the index finger of each hand
and touched her long nails her swollen nipples, flicking them in time
to my stroking. I spread my legs so she could see how wet my dark pubic
hairs were and slid one hand down my stomach, over my mound and
inserted two fingers inside my pussy and started to move them in and
out of me. Her breath caught, and her hands then went to her pussy,
spreading her lips apart so I could see her hard little button. "Do you
want me to touch it?" she asked; I could only nod. "But you have to
play with yourself at the same time, just the way I've pictured it for
the last two years; please, stroke it for me now." My right hand went
to my clit, the index finger finding it wet and hard and I started
stroking it in slow circular motions. My left hand pinched and kneaded
my nipples, rolling them between my thumb and forefinger, moving from
one to the other as she watched me, licking her lips. She was rubbing
two fingers up and down her clit, her hips moving up against her hand
like mine were. Our pace quickened, both of us stroking faster and
faster, the cots moving noisily back and forth and I knew we were going
to come together. My legs stiffened and my finger frigged my clit and I
moaned, "I want to watch you come too, hurry, come with me." I watched
as she arched her back and slammed her whole hand against her soaking
wet pussy and we both came; my orgasm went on and on, as I
know hers did. We lay back panting, exhausted and sated; when I caught
my breath I said, "I hope I don't have to wait another two years for
the next time!" Little did know that night was just the beginning of an
unforgettable summer, but those are stories I'll share with all of you
later.
by Kellu
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