Chapter 7: The Lineup

At Friday’s dinner, Vera had a new announcement.

“Tonight is going to be different than usual. Your cabin will be divided into two groups: four guys and four girls. The men will line up with their cocks out. One by one, each woman will do a two-minute blow job on each man; she’ll be going down the row.

“However, both parties need to be careful that he doesn’t nut, that is, he doesn’t climax. After the last one, the men will consult each other and pick a winner, then empty their balls in and on her body as she prefers. This process will take about 90 minutes.

“And then, obviously, the process flips and the men are eating pussy. A winning man will choose which pussy he will lick to orgasm. Then he will lick one more, and he will pick a vice-licker to take care of the other two.

“Sounds like fun?”

The campers roared their approval.

“Questions?”

“What about periods?” asked a random girl.

“That’s a great question. I’m surprised you haven’t heard about this from your cabin counselors already. Many of the young women here are on birth control methods that suppress their cycles. However, those who are still bleeding and concerned about leaks (or other issues), you can pick a counterpart to sit out with you and possibly explore stimulation other than oral.

“Any other questions can go to your cabin counselor. Also, for a special treat, for dessert tonight we have chocolate and vanilla ice cream, trucked to the camp and packed in dry ice. I’m sure you all will enjoy this evening. And remember, for any issues or problems my door is always open. Have fun!”

In Cabin 5, the 4 × 4 arrangement went swimmingly. Will, Paul, Oscar, and Steve lined up, ready for their blow jobs. Landon was with them. He sat on his bed and covertly admired the four cocks on display. Anticipating what was going to happen, all four cocks were near to fully erect.

Since he was seated, Landon’s hard-on was not so obvious. He watched Marcia place her pillow in front of Will’s feet, kneel, and begin with gentle strokes. Then she popped his little head in for more intense lubrication, continuing to stroke his dark shaft with her hand.

All too quickly, the two minutes were up, and she had to pick up her pillow and move on to Paul. Marcia had just taken him into her mouth when Helen stood and walked over to Landon.

“Hey, do I have to wait until Marcia finishes with Steve? That would take a lot—oh, wow! You should get in line as cock number five, Landon.”

“Sorry, Helen, no can do. Your idea is OK, though; it will speed things along. Go keep Will happy, but don’t push him over the edge, got it?”

“Yes, sir!”

She snapped off a salute, retrieved her pillow, and kneeled in front of Will.

“You can’t come yet, Will, you have to wait. Tell me if you’re close, and I’ll back off.”

Will answered with a moan, as she had taken him within an inch of his root while gently fondling his balls.

Once again, the two minutes went by quickly, and it was time to shift again.

“Oscar, you look ready. Shall I?”

“Of course, Marcia. Take as much, ooh, as you like.”

She was on him quickly, as her natural lubrication beaded up on her lower lips. Lips flushed and slightly swollen with her arousal. Helen caught a whiff of Marcia’s pussy and semi-smiled around Paul’s shaft.

At the two-minute mark, Marcia moved on to Steve, Helen moved to Oscar, and Felicia, who had been sitting out for one turn, moved to Will. Several minutes later, Celie had finished with Steve, and it was time to vote. The first ballot tied between Helen and Felicia (2 – 2) but then Steve changed his mind.

Felicia kneeled in the center of the cabin’s floor as the four young men crowded around and started furiously fapping. She wasn’t surprised that Oscar was the first to blast, decorating her tits with spermy streaks. That seemed to set off the others, and she was coated all over her face, except for when she accepted Paul into her mouth.

After they finished, Felicia sat back on her heels.

“I feel like a porn star.”

“You LOOK like a porn star, except for your non-faked boobs,” snarked Marcia.

In Part II, they pushed two beds apart, placing Marcia and Helen on one and Felicia and Celine on the other. The space allowed all four guys to put their faces in pussies one by one.

Landon stepped away to supervise his other cabin. When he crossed that threshold, all four girls made fun of the big tent in his translucent panties.

Back in Cabin 5, Oscar was eventually selected as President of the Pussies, with Paul as his Vice President. Hours had passed since the ice cream, and all eight were satiated, their mouths and jaws exhausted.

Felicia and Oscar cuddled for a few minutes before turning in.

“Well done, Mr. President. Congratulations.”

She kissed him, then wrinkled her nose.

“As my grandfather would say, you smell like a Kansas City whore house.”

“You’re mean!”

“I’m teasing you. After all, one quarter of your face is coated with ME. Have a good night, and I’ll join you in the morning. With a washcloth and a toothbrush!”

“Aw, Felicia.”

“Shh. It’s fine. Get to your bed, now.”

“Good night.”

“Good night.”

At first, things did not go easily in Cabin 3. Stan and Leo were still nervous, and this diminished their erections. Seeing this, Tara moved between the two of them and wrapped her arms around their waists.