Chapter 9: Super Sunday

Only the pairings of Helen and Lewis, and Felicia and Oscar, had broken out ahead of the other campers and enjoyed full-on intercourse together. There was some subterfuge, in that Helen and Lewis enjoyed only oral sex when they arrived at Cabin 3. Afterwards, she whispered.

“Here’s my plan. We need to wait until the rest of the cabin is asleep, and then we’re going to fuck our brains out.”

“This is Greta’s night in Cabin 4, so we are lucky about that. I’ll try to stay awake while everyone drifts off.”

“I’ll help you, Lewis, with my hand.”

She gave his cock a friendly squeeze. Around them, the other three pairs for the night had their own mutual oral sex and fairly quickly all were still and silent. Helen and Lewis resumed whispering to each other.

“I should tell you, Lewis, this won’t be my first time. I have an uncle who is only four years older and he snuck into my bedroom once. He didn’t know what he was doing. After he penetrated me, he thrust only ten or fifteen times, pulled out, and sprayed my belly. Without a word, he got up and left me.”

“Men can be selfish pigs,” observed Lewis. “I promise to treat you right. Let me put my finger in ... You’re really wet!”

“I’m ready, Lewis; fuck me now.”

In the dim starlight from the cabin windows, he noticed her thatch of pubic hair was only straight, not curly, and relatively sparse.

“Wow, that’s different,” he thought. “Helen is my first Asian woman.”

Pushing aside the blanket, she put her back in the center of his mattress and splayed her knees apart. Along with her body language, her welcoming smile encouraged him to climb on missionary style.

“Let me.”

She grabbed his throbbing cock and lined him up while urging him in with her other hand on his ass.

Helen was only his third partner, but once again he luxuriated inside her.

“There’s nothing like real pussy,” he thought. “That wet and warm feeling. Oh! She tightened up. Women can do that?”

Feeling her hand on his ass, he started the familiar rhythmic thrusts but at a slow tempo he thought of as “walking” speed.

“I wish I had more skills back then, maybe Lana and Paulette wouldn’t have dumped me. I was embarrassed how bad I was at pussy licking.”

For her part, Helen’s excitement was ramping up. The slow pace was just what she liked, and he persisted on each downstroke. He paused for a moment with their pubic hair mashed together, hoping he was adding a little pressure on her clit.

“This guy is hot! He’s just naturally screwing me like an expert,” she silently cheered.

“Faster, honey,” she urged. He was willing, and picked up the pace. The two of them were oblivious to the soft but repetitive noise the bed was making underneath them.

“I’m getting close, where—”

“In my mouth!”

They were still trying to be quiet, but he couldn’t stifle a groan as he erupted between her lips. The quantity wasn’t overwhelming, because of her blow job earlier that night. Courteously, Lewis pushed with his arms and moved his body off Helen and repositioned on his hip. He surprised her a little with an open-mouthed kiss, not bothered about any milky residue.

Both of them were startled when a light snapped on and the other six campers burst into applause.

“Shit! You clowns were watching us? Stupid question, of course you were.”

“You guys are great together,” said Stan. “And, it’s just past midnight, so you technically had sex on Sunday, like the rest of us will tonight, I hope.”

“If I had known all of you were watching, I might have been anxious about it. Maybe even lose my hard-on.”

“No, you wouldn’t. I have ways of keeping you hard, with my pussy’s kung fu grip. Everybody, it’s really late, we should get some sleep. I don’t want to miss breakfast in the morning.”

They were all tired, and this time the whole cabin was fast asleep within a half hour.

“It’s going to be quite warm today, so we’re going to have swimming at the Inkwell this afternoon,” Vera announced to the camp. “Tonight is very special. We will have you going with your favorite partners tonight, to make things as easy as possible. For many of you, it will be your first time. Please be gentle with each other, and use the foreplay techniques we have been emphasizing over the past two weeks. Toward the end, that’s when you can pound each other if that’s what you like.

“Tomorrow morning, after breakfast, each of you will meet briefly with your assigned cabin counselor. If there were any issues or problems, that’s when you need to speak up. I promise you will get all the help and support you might need.

“On the other hand, a lot of you are horny fuckers and are going to bang like rabbits. More power to you! But try not to show off or make others feel bad if they are having trouble. Right now, the prime directive is to be kind and helpful. We’ll get into dominance and submission later, I promise.”

Oscar leaned over and gave a soft puppy whine in Felicia’s ear.

“Not yet, bad puppy!”

“You two are nuts,” snarked Helen, overhearing them. Oscar replied to her with a happy “Arf!”

“Just don’t piss on the floor. On the night when I’m with you, we’ll go outside and you can piss all over me, so long as you take mine in return.”

“Arf?”

“You’ll see. I’m not your stereotypical Chinese girl.”

Felicia spoke then.

“Look at him; he’s getting hard. I’ll be he wants me to pee on him, too.”

Oscar put his arms up with his wrists relaxed so his hands dangled. Along with this begging pose, he whined like a hungry puppy. Or, one that needed to be let outside to urinate.