Camp Cummawanna Ch. 02

After my experiences with my cousin Leah the previous Thanksgiving, I was beginning to come into my own sexually, as time ticked away until I would be returning to Camp Cummawanna for my final season. Truthfully, I had been in love with a counselor named Julie for years, but had been too shy and inexperienced to approach her or deal with the complexities of my feelings and fantasies for her. In the time since Thanksgiving, I hooked up with a few local girls but it was nothing like Leah... and I still couldn't believe that I had my cock all the way up her tight ass, especially with a rod as big as mine.

Besides the persistent rumors that she had an Italian boyfriend and/or was a lesbian, I wasn't even sure if Julie would be back at Camp Cummawanna again this year, seeing as she must have been at least 19 or 20 by now. Still, I was determined to sweep her off her feet, and to have sex with her and then spend the rest of our lives together.

As time for a new season of Camp Cummawanna approached, I packed my bag, making sure to put in a fresh stack of porno mags from my stepdad Craig's collection. When he dropped me off alone without my mom this year in his BMW convertible, I saw Julie standing at the edge of the parking enclave, corraling a bunch of the younger girl campers together to make their way down to their side of the camp. She looked a bit flustered, with a little added weight this year but still hotter than ever. Her bleach blonde hair was tied up but falling apart, as parts of it fell down and across her big tits, packed into a white sports bra underneath a white Polo shirt with the embroidered camp emblem. It was tucked into some short, rolled up khaki shorts. Her shining, smooth shaved legs ended at some plain white sports sneakers with white athletic ankle socks. As I continued staring at her, she blew some of her falling hair out of her face with an upturned blow.

"Now that's a fine piece of ass," my stepdad said, finger tapping the steering wheel to some classic rock song. His shades were hanging down on the tip of his nose.

"Wh, wh, what...?" I stammered.

"THAT," Craig said pointing with a finger gun towards Julie, "Is a fine little piece of ass. What I wouldn't give to be your age."

"You don't even know anything about her!" I shot back.

"Yeah- and probably neither do you son," he said. "Oh.. oh wait- you LIKE her? Hahaha."

"I'm not your son! Fuck you Craig." I protested, getting out of the Beamer and slamming the door.

"Hey! Watch my fucking car you fucking little prick!" Craig yelled.

"My prick's bigger than yours is!" I shot at him.

"You watching me fucking your momma again??" Craig replied.

Somehow, he always won.

"Look..." he continued, lowering his tone, "I promised your mom to have THE TALK with you," he said, making air quotes with his fingers.

"What?" I said, confused.

"Here," Craig said, tossing a pack of condoms at me. "Don't be a fucking dumbshit. Why do you think you have no Dad??"

The condoms bounced off my chest and onto the ground. With that, Craig cranked up "Panama" by Van Halen on the car stereo and did his signature peel-out move from the dirt parking area, only this time, the cloud of dirt blew over and across Julie and the girl campers, all coughing and waving their hands in front of their noses.

Quickly picking up the condom pack and stashing it in my pocket, I ran over to Julie and the girls, waving at the dirt cloud and trying to be a help.

"I'm... I'm so sorry about that!" I coughed, speaking to Julie.

"You JERK!!" she shouted angrily at me. "Just stow it. We don't need your help! C'mon girls!"

Julie continued ushering her campers down the pathway, coughing.

"Damn..." I thought to myself. "What a great way to kick things off... now I'm never going to have sex with her..."

A couple of days passed since getting dropped off, as things settled in again at Cummawanna. Wednesday came around and it was Spaghetti Night at the Dining Hall. I managed to talk to Julie again as we were dumping our food trays, and she apologized for snapping at me in the parking area.

"It's fine," I told her cooly. "By the way, I'm James, but my real name is Jameson."

I regretted saying my real name as soon as I said it.

"Haha," Julie laughed. "Really? I'm Julie," she continued, putting out her hand.

"I know," I blurted out stupidly, shaking her hand.

Touching her sent a shockwave throughout my body as I felt my cock start to inflate inside of my camp shorts.

"You know my name?" she said quizzically. "How?"

"Oh... you know... I've been c-c-coming here a few years..." I managed to deflect. "You're a counselor right?

"Well, I'm now the HEAD counselor," she said with emphasis.

Hearing that word made my cock jump again.

Have you ever had REAL Jameson, Jameson?" she asked, laughing.

"Uh yeahhh, all the time," I scoffed back, trying to show off.

"I bet you LIKE it," Julie said teasingly, emphasizing the "L" sound with her tongue rollling forward.

She was now glancing down at my shorts.

"Do you L-IKE me, JAME-O?" she suddenly teased, jutting her butt out innocently to the side.

Before I could let out a response she cut me off.

"See you around, JAME-O. Oh, and BTW- it looks like you got a little extra noodle and meatballs on your shorts- you might want to clean that up."

My face turned red as Julie turned and walked away. Looking down, my big cock and balls had formed a distinct outline down my leg in the camp shorts. I quickly sat down at a table next to a group of younger boys, while I watched Julie sit down across the room with a table of other female counselors, mostly brunettes. Two of the boys at the table were argueing about girls and who got to "First Base" before the other, as I waited for my semi-hard chubb to deflate under cover of the table. I looked over at Julie's table and saw that the girls were whispering something, while looking back towards me and laughing.

The conversation among the boys began to take a different turn, as a younger kid named "Jew-Fro Jordan" who wore Rec-Specs began talking to the others.

"Oh yeah! Well I've seen Counselor Katie's titties and pussy before!" he announced.

"Bull-SHIT!" said the other kid. "Are you sure you're not talking about your SISTER'S pussy?"

The whole group began laughing hysterically.

"No, no really!" Jordan retorted. "I've seen it! She shaves her bush!"

"Oh yeah?" said another kid standoffishly. "The counselor girls only go for the older college guys. How did you manage to pull that one off Jew Fro?"

"Out past Ol' Big Knob," said Jordan. "There's a spot above Lake Labiamajora where you can sometimes see the girls take off their clothes and go swimming at night!"

After hearing that, the whole group turned silent before one of the counselors blew a whistle signaling it was time to clean up and leave the Hall. I followed Jordan outside and caught up with him, out of breath.

"Yo, Jordan, is that story about the lake true??"

"Buzz off," he said. "Like I'd tell you anything."

"I'll give you whatever you want if you tell me the location," I told him. "I have a pack of smokes and a brand-new stack of Hustlers!"

Jordan suddenly stopped.

"Oi vey... ok, you give me all of them, do my laundry for the rest of camp, and give me... 50 bucks."

"Damn, you are a total Jew!" I said. "Ok, ok, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll do it though- whatever- just tell me!"

Jordan and I ducked behind a large tree where he proceeded to tell me the directions and exact location of the lookout spot above Lake Labiamajora. I went to bed later that night feeling angry and betrayed that in all the years of attending Cummawanna, that I had never known this secret place existed.

The next morning came quickly as the camp gathered to hear a special presentation from Julie and the girl counselors on the importance of corn in the indigenous world. Standing in front of the group, Julie held a large ear of corn in the air before demonstrating how to shuck it. In doing this, she suddenly looked directly at me, locking eyes as she held the girth of the corn in her hands, slowing peeling back the outer sheath to reveal the bumpy interior. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as my balls solemnly began to ache.

"These kernals are actually the seed load once it has been distributed," Julie explained.

Her fingers were running up and down the bumps.

"I don't know about the rest of you campers, but there's nothing that I love more than wrapping my lips around a fresh juicy corn cob on a summer evening!"

Some of the campers began giggling before the camp supervisor had enough. He stepped in abrubtly.

"Ok! Ok! Since none of you can be mature, we're going to need to go take a 5-mile hike to think it over!"

Groans went up from the entire group.

During the hike, I caught a glimpse of the sunken stone wall that Jordan had described to me that would lead to the hidden area. When night fell, I snuck out of my cabin armed with a flashlight, and a backpack with some field binoculars, and a bag of Doritos.

The sky was clear and the moon was unusually high as I crept out of the camp and began retracing the hike and the trails that led to the rising path through the foothills. After again finding the partially buried stone wall marked with a small spray painted "X," I turned down a steep, overgrown, rocky trail to find a small clearing that dissipated into a short ledge concealed by ferns, and overlooking the lakeshore. Sure enough, there were remenants of a fire, some faded old porn mags, rusty beer cans, and a moldy Coleman cooler. A bunch of random guys names, and things like "Davey waz here/1967," "420," "AC/DC," and "JizzBear/Jerry Lives!" were carved into the surrounding trees.

Moving into position, my heart was pounding as I began looking out on the moonlit lake, scouting for any signs of naked women. As time passed and nothing happened, I looked through some of the old mags with pages stuck together, and ate the Doritos before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Sometime later, I awoke to the sounds of talking and giggling. Quickly reaching for the binoculars, I realized that the sounds were much closer than I thought. Worried about getting caught, I slowly crawled over to the edge of the cliff and pushed aside the ferns. The cliff I was situated on was surprisingly lower than I had imagined, and was in a clear sight line of a small piece of the lakeshore.

Lo and behold, the voice was my Julie, flanked by Katie and another counselor named Becky. Both were brunettes, and comparably slightly younger than Julie, but equally as attractive. They were drinking from an open bottle of wine, passing it around along with a lighter and inhaling something from a little white metal tube that looked like a cigarette. It smelled like there might have been a skunk nearby and reminded me of my cousin Leah from the Fall before. I wanted so badly to hang out with the three girls but I couldn't risk getting caught.

Shifting positions slightly, the ferns moved.

"Wh-wh-wh-what was that?!" Becky said suddenly.

"It's just some WIND Becky," Julie said, rolling her eyes. "God, this weed gets you WAY too paranoid."

They all laughed in unison and for a few seconds, it looked like Julie made direct eye contact with me and then suddenly, she flashed a naughty little smile before turning back to the others.

"It feels SO good to take off this goddamn bra," Julie said.

She was already in the process of taking off both her bra and the Polo shirt with one smooth motion. Her full breasts tumbled out of her top as she held one in each hand, examining them and alternating bouncing each one up and down.

"Ugh, finallllllllyyyyyyyy," Julie lamented, airing out her tits.

"You're boobs are like, so big and so perfect," Katie said jealously.

"I wish mine were like that!" Becky chimed in, giving Julie's tits a sad puppy look.

Perfect they definitely were: as they appeared bigger and rounder than I had ever imagined, with bright white tan lines that contrasted her dark coral nipples and the rest of Julie's arms and midsection.

"Well... let's see yours," Julie said to the other girls, looking around and exhaling some smoke. "Don't be shy now...".

Katie was quick to lower her red lifeguard bathing suit straps as Becky required some coaxing and help from the reassuring hands of the others. All three girls were now each holding their tan-lined white breasts in their hands, as they touched and prodded one another's, gleefully checking for weight and shape as their nipples all stood at attention in the moonlight. Although Becky's tits were smaller and flatter, there was still some rise to what looked like vanilla topped cupcakes with a bulbous, puffy cherry on top.

"Let's go swimming!" I heard one of the girls say aloud.

"I don't have a swimsuit," Becky protested.

"C'mon Becky, let me show you," Katie said, standing up a lowering her shorts and the rest of her one-piece red swimsuit.

"Katie!" Becky squealed.

Katie twirled her thin-framed body showing off a "V" tan-lined tight ass and fully bald pussy scoop. A small, dangling rectangular twat notch was noticable in her thigh gap, even from a distance. She was holding the wine bottle and swigging it while her other arm was flailing in the air.

"Welp..." Julie said, standing up assertively. "When in Rome."

Julie slid off her sneakers and completed her undressing, as her blonde matted pussy shined in a soft, furry strip. Wavy, aqua blue light reflecting from the lake rippled onto her toned and perfectly smooth legs, full butt, and abdomen. Both Julie and Katie were first to go running into the water, their loose breasts jumping wildly as they splashed and fell forward, submerging and disappearing.

"Ohhhh that's cold!" Julie squealed as she reemerged from the lake, slicking back her wet hair.

Both Katie and Julie's skin had tightened with goosebumps, as their nipples were also now fully erect and pebbly. Julie's bare white jugs had blue veins running in streams from her large, flat, areolas into her breastbone as her blonde hair matted onto her shoulders. It took a little time and coaxing, but Becky eventually dropped her shorts and went running into the lake while still wearing white panties, covering her breasts and shivering with crossed arms as she emerged from under the water. Her dark pubic strip and the shadow of her ass-crease was visible through the thin cotton fabric.

By now, I shifted uncomfortably as I was laying flat on my fully erect cock. Fishing it out and over the elastic band of my camp shorts, I lay sideways with my pole against my stomach, as I began quietly jacking it off while watching the girls splash each other's naked bodies.

Returning to the shore and totally wet, the girls began using their clothes and a towel to dry each other off. Watching them touch each other made my cock yearn for similar attention as I further stroked myself. Shivering, Julie wrapped her larger blanket around both Katie and Becky, pulling all three counselors together. No sooner were three pairs of tits and nipples pressing and rubbing together, did the trio begin triple kissing one another. Becky nervously pulled away before her head was forced back into the circle of mouths by Katie's hand.

The blanket eventually dropped away as Katie and Becky's stark white asses now faced my position on the fern covered ledge. Julie grabbed one cheek of each of their buttocks' and gave them a hard squeeze, pulling the girls closer together. Julie's head then fell back seductively as Katie and Becky began licking and sucking their way down her neck towards her humongous chest.

"Yes..." I thought to myself, stroking my cock. "That's it... go for it girls... suck those tits..."

Julie let out a moaning sigh as Katie and Becky began nursing off of her rack, looking like two helpless baby deer lost in the woods. Julie's eyes continued to roll and wander my direction as I silently prayed to myself not to be seen or caught. Not wanting to blow my load, I slowed down my cock strokes, instead cupping and playing with my balls while rubbing my grundle muscle, pushing out a few spurts of precum in the process.

Katie broke away as she crouched down behind Becky. Firmly in Julie's grasp, Katie proceeded to strip off Becky's damp white undies, spreading her tight ass cheeks in the process.

"Wait, wait!" Becky protested.

"You have such a cute little ass!" Katie stated.

"R-r-rreally?" Becky responded nervously.

"Mmmhmmm," Julie cooed, grabbing Becky's chin and pulling her back into a sloppy kiss. "I want to taste it!"

With Katie's thumb now firmly suctioned into Becky's tight wet pussy hole and gripping her crotch, Becky moaned and whimpered in approval while continuing to swap tongues with Julie.

Julie then laid out the blanket as the three girls went falling down onto each other. Becky's ass was top 69'ed into Julie's face as Katie inched her spread legs between Julie's legs. Julie instantly began nuzzling and licking Becky's tight twat box on her face as Becky overwhelmingly had two pussies to choose from in front of her. Alternating between sticking her head upsidedown between Julie's legs and resurfacing to lick Katie's glistening bald orifice, Becky had double pussy duty to contend with as she hungrily pushed her face into fresh cunt like a bear's snout clumsily searching for honey. Strands of vaginal secretions were connecting Becky's nose to Katie's gooey folds as Katie began rubbing her clit to contend with the shifting oral attention. Her bald pussy got puffier and fatter as her finger slid and dissappeared into her shaved slit.

Laying back further and dropping her elbows, Katie began fondling her chest, squeezing one breast while continuing to work her pleasure button. Inexperienced as she seemed, Becky pushed her ass further into Julie's face as Julie opened her mouth to accomodate the space between Becky's pussy and asshole now awkwardly riding it, twerking and slipping around while loudly moaning into the night air.

"I-I-I- think I'm cummmmminnggggggg!!!" Becky screamed.

"Me too!!!'" Katie squealed breathlessly.

Julie's hands were slapping and spreading Becky's ass as Becky bucked and came onto her face. Katie followed suit, fingering her squelching bald cunt box wildly now with two fingers as her chest rapidly rose and fell with her breathing.

My jacking off intensified once again

as I stared in disbelief. As the exhasperated girls now lapped at each other's pulsing holes and shared juices with their tongues, I could sense Julie wanted a little more action of her own.

"I almost forgot!" Katie suddenly announced, springing up and going for her backpack.

"What is it?" Julie said, taking a swig from the wine bottle.

Becky laid between Julie's legs, still eagerly licking her blonde hole like a deprived newbie lesbo.

"Oh Julieeeeeee," Katie sang aloud, turning around. "Remember me?"

Katie was holding the big corn cob from the presentation they gave earlier. Becky sat bolt upright on the blanket in both awe and shock as Katie skipped back to the group.

"No way!" Julie said.

"Yes way, uh huh," Katie nodded. "C'mon Julie, you've been talking about that guy James' cock for the last two days, about how big you think it is... we're so sick of hearing about how much you want to fuck him. Let's have a little fun and find out what you're made of."

"I heard his dick is like a totem pole," Becky interjected. "And he's super hot!"

"All right, all right, calm down," Julie said, taking the corn cob. "Maybe I do want him to fuck me, but first, you girls have to warm him up for me..."

"What do you mean?" Katie asked, confused.

"Well, you and Little Miss Becky over here are going to take turns blowing me."

Julie stood up and put the corn cob in front of her pelvis like a cock, as Katie and Becky were kneeling in front of her at her mercy.

"Suck my cock." Julie commanded.

Katie and Becky began working their lips around the corn shaft before taking turns opening their mouths and blowing it. Julie took Katie's head and began forcing her faster onto the cob.

"Suck it you little lesbian bitch," Julie said, looking down. "All you think about is pussy!"

Katie gagged onto the corn cob before being released, spitting and gasping for air. In retribution, she took Becky's head and forced it onto the bumpy object, telling Becky what a stuck-up little prude slut she was.

Not before long, Julie laid back onto the blanket and handed the corn over to Katie, fully spreading eagle in the process. Julie's pussy curtains had opened like a flower, as the center of her pink hole was now glistening and awaiting the arrival of a phallus. Katie began rubbing the rows of corn kernals vertically up and down Julie's clitoris, teasing her and further building up her desire to be penetrated. Becky looked on in amazement as she spread her pussy hole with two fingers of one hand while stroking her cum button with the finger of another.

"Fuck me," Julie said assertively, lifting her hips into the air.

Katie held the corn cob like it was now her cock as she knelt in front of Julie and began nudging the yellow vegetable inside of her eager vagina, which instictively began gripping as the muscles pulled the object deeper into her passageway. Once inside, Julie's muscle gave way and lost control as the pleasure of receiving it between the legs caused a euphoric loss of functioning.

"Do it, do me, go slow," Julie whispered with both pain and pleasure.

Katie pushed the corn cob in and out of Julie's wide open fuck hole as the little nubs bumped and sawed their way along her round, "O"-stretched opening and along the inner canal walls. As the corn cob went deeper, so did it's wider girth, expanding Julie's pussy to the max. Her eyes rolled back into her head in ecstasy before shifting and looking towards my direction at the ferns.

"Oh James..." she whispered, "Don't stop."

At that, my cock stroking had reached it's natural limit as my liquidy jizz load began shooting onto the ground of the lookout area. My mouth brayed silently as the cum shots followed one after the other, my lower body stiffening in wave after recoiling wave.

Coming to my senses and looking back at the lakeshore, the three counselors were hurriedly putting on their clothes as the camp supervisor's voice came crackling through a walkie-talkie in Katie's backpack, saying that there was an extreme emergency in Cabin #9. I looked out over the treeline and saw dark smoke rising in view of the moonlit horizon.

"Wait!" I thought to myself, pulling up my shorts and tripping, hitting my head off of a log.

The next thing I knew, I awoke in my bed to a blast of sunshine and the sound of a bugle blaring nearby, groggily wondering if what I had seen was real or not. I noticed my binoculars were missing from the bed table and my head was killing me.

"Rise and shine!" shouted a counselor's voice.