Chapter 14: Film Buff, In the Buff

Back in Cabin 5, Will cuddled up with Celie. As usual, they were spooning, with her butt nestled into his lap. Neither of them wore their camp panties.

“You know what? It’s been a little boring here since Felicia and Oscar left us. I think I want to switch things up. One thing remains constant with us, Will. Since the first day of camp, you’ve been fascinated by my immense backside. Paul, too. No, don’t try to deny it. Just now mentioning it causes you to harden against me.”

“Sorry, Celie. I confess, I’m an ass man, and yours is so spectacularly perfect.”

“I need to take advantage of your obsessions. Instead of worshiping my bottom, you should start fucking it. OK? Just give me a minute for lubrication.”

Celie’s voice carried more than she realized. As she rotated in the bed to use her knees and elbows for support and display her ass, Marcia, Helen, Paul, and Steve all took up viewing positions around them.

Given her awkward position, the best way to start was to hand Will the bottle of lube. Helen and Marcia enjoyed watching Will’s black hard-on glistening in the dim light from the liberal coating of lube. Then, he applied more lube to the area surrounding Celie’s perfect “rosebud.” To ease his way in, he pushed a glob of jelly inside her asshole.

“Ready?”

“Yeah. You should be gently forceful. I know; that sounds dumb. Just be patient with me as you work your way in.”

Will lined up to her chocolate starfish and started pushing in, very slowly but with steadily increasing pressure.

“Try to push me out, Celie; it will help me.”

That did relax her ring muscle enough so the head slipped inside. Will held steady while she gasped from the intrusion.

“Wow. Such a feeling! Keep going, Will, you’re making me hot!”

Silently, Marcia watched the spectacle with eagerness.

“Celie is dripping from her pussy; she’s a total ass-slut. And I mean that in a good way. Jeez, if Will was ass-fucking me, he would look huge buried in my tiny ass. I want Steve to do me!”

Meanwhile, Helen whispered into Paul’s ear and a huge smile appeared on his face. Quietly, they moved over to his bed. She carefully pulled the waistband of the panties straight out so his hard-on could escape confinement, and pushed them down towards his knees. Helen took him into her mouth (about three-quarters of the shaft) and started a sloppy blowjob.

Paul stiffened and arched his neck as waves of pleasure crashed through him. From the other side of the cabin, they heard Will warn Celine.

“Pull out and splash my back and cheeks.”

Helen popped off and laid back on the bed in the missionary position.

“Fuck my asshole while we’re face-to-face, Paul. Use your lube first, just like Will did.”

Following Celie’s example, Helen bore down while Paul probed her asshole, and he slipped in quickly and easily.

For a Chinese girl, Helen’s eyes opened very widely as she experienced the incredible new feeling. Then she reached down to grab his ass cheeks; she urged him on with her hands and her voice. In a hoarse voice, she demanded Paul’s attention with every downstroke.