The Wrong Camp
Copyright© 2006 by just-this-guy
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - It was all a mistake. They confused my name. They sent me to the wrong camp -- Or was it?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft First Oral Sex
My wonderful night affected my sleep in a good way. I dreamt about sex. I dreamt about blowjobs. I dreamt about Jamie and her big tits bouncing as she fucked me.
I opened my eyes. I was in the bathroom. I was on a mattress on the floor. Between my legs, Jamie slowly bobbed her mouth up and down my cock. She took it in deeply and devotedly as if it was a special treasure.
"I thought he'd never wake up," said Emily.
I looked toward the source of the voice. Beth and Anna and April also watched Jamie suck my cock.
"You're a hard sleeper," commented Beth. "Jamie's been sucking you for five minutes."
Five minutes? No wonder the dream was so intense. A deep groan was forced out of my lips as Jamie's tongue did a circle around my shaft.
"Don't torture him," said April. "Do him."
"I love to play with a cock," Jamie said. "There's nothing like making a guy groan and beg for more just by using my mouth."
"If he's dead, he's no use to us."
I groaned out again.
"Does that sound like he's dying?" asked Jamie.
Definitely not dying. If it was then I was in heaven.
"So who's next after Jamie?" asked April.
"I am," said Emily excitedly.
"You gonna fuck him or suck him or chicken out."
"Suck him then fuck him just like Jamie."
"Cool!"
Jamie straddled me with her hand around my cock. My fellow was so wet because of all the oral attention she gave it. She positioned me and slowly pushed down.
"I knew I should have done this a long time ago," she said as I entered her.
I gasped out when I was fully inside her. Jamie sat on my cock proudly.
"Oh, yeah," she said.
I was fully awake now. I was definitely fully awake. What a way to wake up!
As Jamie started to slowly move on my cock, she said, "I thought you looked sort of boyish. I'm so glad you are a boy. I thought you looked kind of cute when you were a girl and it worried me. Now I know that deep inside me I knew you were a boy."
I groaned. The sensations were wonderful.
"Inside, you are not a girl. You are inside a girl," she said in response to my sound. She giggled at her silly joke.
A girly giggle was not the type of sound I expected from a confident girl like Jamie.
"What are you thinking?" she asked.
"Nothing. It feels really good."
"You like my pussy on your cock."
"Uh-huh."
"What school do you go to? Maybe we could see each other after camping?"
Wow! If guys thought a beautiful girl like Jamie was my girlfriend, every guy would be so envious.
I told her my school.
"Where's that?"
I told her.
"Oh, that's kind of far. Maybe we can still find a way to see each other."
I was about to reply with an affirmation but Jamie adjusted position and we both moaned loudly.
Jamie pushed back hard on my cock while I thrusted up equally forceful into her pussy.
"Oh, yes! Yes!" Jamie cried. "It feels so good."
"Oh, Jamie," I groaned out her name. Now that I fucked April and Brittany, received blowjobs by Brittany and Miranda, and the girls set up a schedule to take turns doing sexual things with me, I felt I could take a more active role in expressing my enjoyment of a girl's body.
My hands attached to her big tits. Jamie moaned and pounded on my cock even harder.
"I'm..." I said.
"Me, too," she interrupted.
I exploded cum into Jamie's pussy at the very moment her own orgasm exploded in her body.
She dropped down on me and said, "I could lie like this forever now."
"Not now," said new observer Beth. "Christine will be here in 45 minutes."
I looked around. While Jamie and I fucked, I hadn't notice that all the girls were up now. Some girls were in the showers while others were in front of the mirror primping. Jamie and I showered together but because we were prone to caress each other's body Brittany made sure we kept on task of only getting clean. When Brittany stepped away, she put Beth in charge to make sure we didn't waste time fooling around. The girls put the mattress that was in the bathroom on my bed.
I was dressed and ready to be "Pat the girl" by the time Christine showed up. When Christine arrived, she gave her normal morning greeting. When she saw my Iron Maiden shirt, she shook her head. Christine gave the announcements for today's schedule of events then escorted us to the cafeteria for breakfast.
All the girls gave me their sausage for breakfast. Each girl suggestively sucked on the cylindrical pork tube before placing it on my plate. With a little coaxing even Beth and Anna did it.
I was so hungry. I guess using up so much sexual energy will do that to a guy. For some reason, I ate slowly.
"You look tired," Christine said.
The counselor's voice startled me.
"You girls stay up too late?" Christine asked. "Is that why you're jumpy, Pat?"
"No, ma'am," I replied.
"Lights were out on time," April said.
"We're in bed before curfew," Jamie said.
April chuckled which brought concern that we might blow this.
Christine looked at me again. "Didn't you bring anything to wear that doesn't look like a boy?"
"I like my clothes," I insisted with impertinence in my voice.
"Wait 'til you see him at the embroidery class," chimed Brittany.
Him? Did she hear what she just said?
"What do you mean?" said Christine.
I sighed internally. The word went by unnoticed.
"You won't recognize, Pat," Brittany said.
I gave the first girl to ever give me a blowjob a concerned look.
Brittany said, "He's going to borrow one of my tops."
Emily quickly butted in, " ... and she's going to borrow one of my skirts."
"Right," said Brittany understanding Emily's corrective emphasis. "You won't recognize, Pat. She'll look so pretty."
"I look forward to this," Christine said then left us.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Just having a little fun with you," Brittany said too cheerfully for my comfort.
"You still need to pretend to be a girl," said Jamie.
April added, "Even though we love that you're not."
Such simple little words gave me another hard-on. I clandestinely adjusted my cock.
"A skirt will hide your hard-on easier," said Brittany. Apparently I wasn't clandestine enough.
"I'm not wearing a skirt."
"Yes, you are," said Brittany.
"Yeah," said Jamie.
"You are," said April.
"It'll fit you," said Emily.
That was how I found myself in front of the bathroom mirror in Brittany's tank top and Emily's skirt that went only to just above my knees. It was too short. Brittany tried a tube top on me but since I have no tits (thankfully!), it didn't work. I didn't feel any better in her tank top. Jamie and Miranda applied make-up to me. April wanted to make me a goth but the other girls wouldn't hear it. I was glad about that.
I'm sure they would never be able to get me in such ridiculous clothes if it wasn't for all the hands that massaged my hard-on and the girls' allowance for me to grope their tits and rub their pussies. The sacrifices a teen boy must make! Yeah, it was for sex. Okay, I can see how maybe it was not a sacrifice. I would do about anything for more sex with these girls. The afternoon couldn't come soon enough so I could cum some more.
The whole cabin of girls attended the embroidery class just to check out Christine's reaction to me.
"Wow! Pat!" the counselor said as soon as my seven escorts brought me into the room.
"This is not me," I said.
"It could be," Christine said which produced chuckles from a few girls and a strange look from the counselor.
Unexpectedly, the skirt was beneficial. During the class, various girls took turns rubbing my cock when the girls who were not part of our cabin were not looking. It was hell trying to keep my mouth shut to hold in the groans.
What also was hell was not the girls' clothes. Don't get me wrong. I in no way liked it, but I could deal with it. What was hell was the embroidery class itself. Ack! I worried that my hands would never recover from the cramps and the whole thing was so boring. Blech!
Let's just say that when I was out and about in the various activities and events during the next two weeks I was frequently stuck wearing clothing owned by my cabin girls. They loved how much I hated it. In a skit I was forced to play a princess to April's prince. I couldn't talk them into switching roles. Leave it at that and don't ask any questions about it.
I took every opportunity to participate in sports, so I could dress as me. I tried to get in and out of the cabin as quick as I could but I was often caught. I guess there were worse fates.
During lunch, I threatened to spill food all over Brittany's top that I wore but my heart and head wouldn't let me do it. Yes, my lower head. It was much smarter than my upper head obviously.
After lunch was free time. Before last night, I often took a nap or found an isolated place on the campground to sit. Today, Emily giddily grabbed my hand and forced me to skip back to the cabin. My skirt blew in the breeze. I hate that I wrote that last sentence.
Girls pulled my mattress with its smattering of cum and pussy stains to the middle of the floor. Emily gripped my hand tightly. I was almost as excited to get out of these girl clothes as I was to fuck Emily. Almost. Okay, not almost. I was much more excited to fuck Emily. I'm not stupid. Don't respond to that last sentence either.
I forcefully pulled my hand out of Emily's. She looked at me as if hurt but when I began to take off the tank top, she smiled and shed her clothes too.
"How do you want your first time?" Brittany asked Emily.
"What is best?" Emily answered
"I like a guy-on-top. His motion rubs my clit at the same time his cock moves inside me. I also love the protected feel of a guy covering me. I love a guy who is in control."
"That doesn't mean you're submissive," April commented.
"Right," said Brittany. "Sex is good anyway you do it but regular sex is the best for me. Everyone's different though."
"Let's do it that way," Emily said.
"Lie down and open your legs. Once he's inside you, you'll know what to do."
"No, I won't."
"Your body will."
"You saw me this morning," contributed Jamie. "It was my first time too but my body knew what to do."
Emily nodded understanding then lay down.
I went down on top of her and between her open legs. I decided to start with kisses. I didn't think of myself as an expert or anything, but I wanted to kiss Emily first. She soon moaned as our kisses became deeper and more sensual.
I ground my cock against Emily's pussy. She thrust up when I slid my body down and then my cock was in her pussy lips. I pushed forward. She turned her head to the side to escape my lips and groaned out as I penetrated her pussy.
"Ah!" she said. It wasn't pleasure but it wasn't pain either.
Emily's pussy was tighter than the other three girls I fucked in the last 12 hours. Wow. I needed to state that again.
... the other three girls I fucked in the last 12 hours.
Tremendous!
I put my entire cock into Emily then gasped out from the awesome sensation.
Emily said with elongated words, "I feel so stretched."
My cock twitched in her tight pussy as if turning the ignition. I began a slow stroke.
"Ohhhh!" moaned Emily. "That feels amazing."
"See why I fuck all the time?" Brittany said to the other girls.
"It's making my pussy all drippy again just watching," said Jamie.
"You get used to being horny all the time," said Brittany. "I'd rather be horny than feel nothing at all."
My breathing increased as I pumped Emily's pussy harder and harder.
"Oh, yes!" cried out Emily. "This is the best!"
She lifted her legs and I pushed her body forward with each thrust. My body rubbed over and pressed on her clit. I didn't consciously do this. It was natural to thrust hard when I was close to cumming.
"I feel it!" moaned Emily. "I'm gonna cum!"
Emily orgasmed. I was experienced enough already to readily recognize a girl's orgasm as I fucked her. I grunted rougher as I pounded into her.
"Yes! Yes!" I gasped. I let out a strange sound and then let out a healthy release of cum into Emily.
"Oh, yes!" exclaimed Emily. "I feel your hot cum inside me."
We lay panting then she said, "Thanks! That was wonderful."
I lowered down and whispered in her ear. "You were the best."
She whispered back which school she went to.
"Really?" I said. She wasn't that far away.
"Yep. I'll need to get your phone number."
April said, "We all need to get his phone number and he is going to get our numbers."
I nodded agreement to all the girls then whispered to Emily, "You still live the closest."
As soon as I got off Emily and she got off the mattress, Jamie said, ""Who's next?"
"Anna," said Beth.
Anna said nothing and remained where she was when she watched me fuck Emily.
"I'll take her turn," said Miranda. "All I did was give him a blowjob. I want to get fucked now."
"Give her a chance to decide," said April annoyed.
"Anna?" asked Brittany softly.
"If you don't let me be next," said Miranda. "I'll tell Christine about him."
"I'm going to cut out your fucking tongue," April said and took a step toward her.
Miranda backed away but Jamie got behind her and pulled her arms behind her back.
"No!" said Miranda as April moved forward. She looked at Brittany.
Brittany said, "You have no sympathy from me. You're the one who wants to ruin a good thing."
"I say we sew her pussy shut," said Emily with unexpected ardor.
Brittany stepped in front of Miranda and I saw the relief on the latter's face. Jamie released Miranda.
Brittany said, "You're not better than us, you know. Just because your parents have all this money and you live in a great house doesn't mean nothing."
"It don't mean shit," said April.
"Right. It don't mean shit. Thank you, April."
"Why can't you be one of us?" interjected Beth.
"I..." stammered Miranda.
"You have a period just like us," said Brittany
"And you can enjoy sex just like us," said April.
"Not after I sew it shut," said Emily.
"Why can't you share?" said Brittany. "Your shit stinks too."
Miranda sorrowfully sat down on floor and blubbered. "I'm sorry. I ... I'm afraid you won't like me unless I can prove I'm better than you."
"That didn't work," said Jamie. "It just makes you a cunt."
"I know. I know. I don't know why I did it. You girls are so smart and I feel so stupid."
"It's okay," said Brittany and got down at her level. She touched her shoulder. "We all feel stupid. Here's a chance to feel smart when it comes to sex. We all want to learn so we need to take turns."
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