Chapter 5: Wednesday - Mark Fucks Me

At morning breakfast Mark was once again assigned to our table. When he came by me I caught his eye and I thought it was cute that he blushed just a little bit. He didn’t say anything to me but seeing him again conjured up memories of the previous night. As my eyes roamed to his crotch, a place I was now more than just a little familiar with, I felt myself getting wet as his muscles rippled through the tight T-shirt he was wearing. Damn, I couldn’t wait for our afternoon swim session!

That afternoon at the waterfront I noticed Mark was eyeing more than he ever had. It seemed everyone time I turned he was staring at my ass. Granted, there wasn’t much else to stare at further up but I did what I could to give him the best views possible of my butt.

It turned out that I wasn’t the only one who noticed his attention to me. That night during our girl talk time before bed I was teased by the girls about Mark’s increased interest in me. Memories of his dick cumming my mouth filled my head as I just smiled. If him staring at my bottom got this much discussion going, just imagine what they’d be saying if they knew what’s I’d done last night to earn his attention!

When the lights went off I laid in bed trembling with anticipation. First, I’d never been fucked by someone as old as Mark. Putting that together with the fact that we’d be doing it in the middle of church camp was almost too much for me to bear. It was killing me but I knew I had to wait a while before I dared to leave the cabin.

Well, I couldn’t just lay there without doing SOMETHING so I started rubbing myself, dreaming of how it would feel the first time Mark entered me, stretching me apart as his monstrous dick head penetrated my wet pussy. When I finally came my fingers reached deep into me, becoming his cock in my mind as my pussy exploded with pleasure. The heck with everything, I couldn’t take it any longer - I needed to have him and quickly so I slipped out, pretending to head for the bathroom but instead making a detour to the forbidden counselor area.

Once I got there I quickly sneaked around to Mark’s cabin and slipped inside without anyone seeing me. Imagine my surprise to see not only Mark but another guy as well! Then I recognized him from the maintenance crew and saw that the two of them were playing cards. The guy looked at me with a wondering eye while Mark looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Shit! Kelly, what the hell are you doing here?” he asked incredulously.

The other guy looked at me and then at Mark, the look on his face was priceless! He grinned and said to Mark, “Way to go dude. Now this is what I call maid service.”

“Damn it Greg,” Mark responded, “It’s not what you think you horny bastard. Get out of here and don’t you dare whisper a word or Pastor Donovan will find out what you did to his daughter last week.”

Greg had a smirk on his face as he left. As he passed me by he took a long look at me from head to toe and then said, “You know honey, if ol’ Mark here can’t satisfy you I’m right next door.”

“Get out Greg - NOW!” Mark yelled. Greg looked me over one more time, shaking his head as he left and muttering something like, “Damn nice piece of ass.” Then he was gone, shutting the door behind him.

“OK Kelly, let me ask you again. What in the world are you doing here?”

“Oh quit being so coy Mark,” I chastised him as I slowly approached his bed. “I saw you looking at me today and I KNOW you enjoyed last night. Don’t tell me that you don’t want more. I know I do - a LOT more.”

“Yeah but I can’t do this Kelly,” he said with a look on his face that said he wanted to. “Dammit, I could get fired ... or even worse. Look, last night was a mistake so why don’t you go back to your cabin before you get caught in here.”

“Well ... then just be sure we don’t get caught,” I said as I reached his bed and sat down on it with one leg up on the bed folded under me.

Then I looked at him with the most lustful and naughty expression I could muster, saying, “I really want you to fuck me Mark. Right now. Right here. I want you to fuck me better than I’ve ever been fucked before. Please fuck me ... don’t I turn you on?”

If there was one thing I’d learned early in my burgeoning sexual “career”, it was that there is one thing that gets a guy going more than anything and that’s to hear a girl ask him to fuck her. Well, Mark was proving to be no exception.

The bulge in Mark’s shorts was getting bigger by the second and despite his protests to the contrary, he was looking at me more and more with that lustful look guys get when they start seeing me as an object to be taken and used. Some girls complain when men do that, claiming that they want to be treated as a person, not a sex toy. Frankly, that was EXACTLY what I wanted right then, to be Mark’s sex toy and have him play with me.

My body was tingling all over with anticipation as I lusted for him, wanting him to use me to satisfy his naughtiest desires, to think about nothing but his sexual desires and use me to fulfill them. I wanted him to want me, to desire me, to show me just how much he thought I was pretty and sexy.

Without further hesitation, I stood up and quickly undid my shorts and dropped them to the floor. My T-shirt was more like a nightshirt, momentarily at least covering my ass and pussy from his view. Then I stepped up close to him, spreading his legs apart so I could stand between them.

Taking his hand in mine, I pulled it under my T-shirt to my pussy, pressing his hand firmly against me. His willpower totally disappeared as I felt his fingers instantly begin to explore, to find the seam where my clit was hiding and then work down until he was at the wet entrance to my pussy.

I moaned softly as his finger pressed until he was inside of me, wetting his finger with my pussy juices and then pulling out to wet my clit.

“That’s it Mark, you know you want me. Fuck me ... Oh fuck me Mark.”

Mark slid his other hand under my T-shirt and grabbed my ass, squeezing it in his big hands and lifting me up on my toes. I pulled my T-shirt over my head so I was finally naked in front of him, with nothing but my sneakers on. It was just the opposite of last time when he was the one who was undressed and I was completely clothed. It made me feel so sexy being naked in front of him, like I was giving myself to him for his pleasure and enjoyment.

God his fingers felt so good in me! I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter each time he toyed with my clit. Oh yes, it was SO much better to have him actually touching me than to just fantasize about it in my bunk.

Mark let go of me and worked his way backward on his bed. I reached over him and tugged on his shorts, trying to pull them off. He raised his hips for me, making it easier to get them off. He had white jockey shorts on underneath and they were the next to join the growing pile of clothes on the floor and there it was, his wonderful massive cock standing up like a missile ready to launch. I reached for it and held it in my hand, smiling at him with the joy I felt inside as I climbed up on the bed next to him.

“Mmmmmmm,” I said to him, “I remember how good you tasted last night. I’ve been looking forward to some more of this fella all day!”

I bent down to his crotch, taking his cock in my mouth immediately. I drove my mouth down on him until my lips met the base of his cock. His hair was so thick it practically smothered me but I loved the way it caressed my cheeks.

I took a deep breath and savored his strong odor that was thick and musky. I let him out of my mouth slowly as I came up, my tongue licking him as he went by it. When just the head was in my mouth I sucked it like a baby’s binky, running the tip of my tongue against the tip of his cock.

While I sucked him I held his balls in my hand, massaging them gently and running my fingers though the hair that surrounded them. His hands were on my head, helping me to time my efforts with his thrusts as he tried to drive himself deeper into my mouth each time. This time though I wanted more than just a blowjob, he owed me a good fucking after last night and I was going to see that he paid his debt.