Chapter 4

Shortly after breakfast the next morning, Ashley told Cindy that the girls would like them to teach them all about having sex. Cindy was a bit concerned that Ashley's aggressiveness may have intimidated some of the others. She remembered the poll that Angie had taken when she was a camper, with all of the girls facing outwards so that no one could see the other vote. She had the girls stand with their backs together.

"Everyone take three steps forward."

There was now about ten feet between each girl, and they were facing outwards, so that none could see the others.

"Ashley said that you all want to learn about having sex. Raise your hands if you want to learn about this by talking and watching John and I."

All four hands came up.

"Raise your hands if you want to participate with John or me or both of us, and actually have sex for the first time."

Three hands came up, two immediately and one after some hesitation. The fourth hand only made it to waist high.

"Do not feel like you have to vote yes for this. No one is going to be asked to do anything they do not want to do. You can always change your mind."

The fourth hand rose, weakly, but that was not lost on either John or Cindy.

"Ok, where do we start? You saw John and I last evening, and I am sure that you know the basics of reproduction from your classes in school. We are not going to worry about reproduction, we are only going to talk and teach about the beauty and joy of having sex and/or making love. I want to emphasize that it is not necessary, despite what you may have heard from parents, your school, or your church, for you to be in love to be able to have sex. Having sex can be a very enjoyable experience by itself. Making love is a different thing entirely, and very nice too. I have never been in love, so I can't talk about that, but I have had sex and I know that it is very enjoyable."

Cindy went on to talk about masturbation, and once they had reached the cabin, they went inside, undressed, and Cindy showed each girl (with John's help) how to bring herself to an orgasm. With the exception of Taylor, it was the first orgasm for any of the girls, and probably did not set any records for satisfaction. It was primarily to simply teach the girls the mechanics of masturbation.

As soon as they were done, Ashley asked, "Can we have sex with John now?"

'Well," John replied, "obviously Ashley is very interested in this. Is it ok with the rest of you if she goes first, or do you want to go by age, or what?"

"She can go first," Taylor said. The other two nodded their heads in agreement.

"Fine with me. You do understand that the first time that you have sex, it will probably hurt a little. You remember in school when they talked about your hymen. That is a little tiny piece of really thin skin that is across the entrance to your vagina. I will break it when I push into you. Sometimes that's no big deal. For a few girls, that can hurt for a minute. Either way, once I push into you, I will stop moving and hold still until you become adjusted to me being inside you."

Ashley nodded in agreement. Since she was already undressed, she lay back onto her bed and John slid up along side her. John began lightly caressing her breasts, running a large circle around them, touching her with only one finger, moving it closer to the underside of each breast, and up the slope slightly. He avoided touching her nipples or even the areola until he had circled each breast numerous times. In a spiral, he began to circle closer to the nipple and finally ran a finger across it. Ashley's chest almost jumped off the mattress. Very lightly, John began to roll it in between his thumb and forefinger. In seconds, it was as hard as one could expect it to be.

Ashley's face was becoming flushed, and she was breathing harder. John cupped her breast with his hand, squeezed it firmly but not painfully and then moved that hand lower down her abdomen. With a single finger extended again, he circled twice around her navel and continued down to the top of her pubes. He traced the perimeter, just brushing against her hair sporadically, across the top, then down one leg, back up again, across the top and down the other leg.

By now, Ashley was beginning to moan, just loud enough for the others to hear her. In her mind, she wanted John to touch her, to rub her clit, to do something other than what he was doing. She tried moving her hips upwards, but he was too quick for that, and he stayed with teasing her hair. Once he felt she was resigned to his doing that, he quickly fluttered several fingers through her bush to the bottom of her crotch. She jumped once again.

He extended his middle finger slightly and discovered moisture was seeping from her. Moving it closer, he dampened the tip and then began to slide it upwards, between her lips, slowly, upwards until he reached her tiny button. Once again he began to move the tip of his finger lightly across the end of her clit. As he did that, he felt it grow in size, and he continued to torment it.

Ashley's breathing was much deeper now. The sounds coming from her were louder and had an urgent tone to them. John slipped his finger inside her vaginal opening, only to find it firmly blocked--very wet, but very solidly blocked.

"Are you ready?"

Ashley nodded that she was.

John lifted her knees and spread them apart as he moved in between them. Holding his cock in one hand, he moved it up and down her lips to take advantage of her lubrication and then placed it as far inside her as he could. Barely any of it was actually inside her, but at least his cock was located correctly. Watching her eyes intently, John slowly but firmly pushed through her cherry and into her cunt.

Ashley's eyes flew open and she started to scream, but she saw the look of intensity on John's face and held back her scream. Once through the barrier, John held up immediately and waited for her reaction. He stayed motionless while watching her face go through its contortion dealing with the pain in her belly. Finally he felt her thighs relax a little, and she opened her eyes again, as if to tell him to go ahead. John pushed in further, still very slowly. He felt the walls of her cunt beginning to relax a little, but her cunt was still very tight, as he had anticipated. He knew that he would never get all of his cock in her, so he stopped pushing when he felt it hit the end of her cervix.

As he began to withdraw, Ashley looked up at him with a startled and disappointed look, silently asking if this was all there was to having sex. When John began his second push into her, her expression returned to one of excitement. John continued his strokes, making certain that he bottomed out with each push in, and making certain to drag his cock along her lips to continue tormenting her clit on the outward motion.

After two minutes of steady fucking, Ashley's breathing was now completely out of control. She panted, gasped, screamed and then was silent. Suddenly her face and chest began to blush and her breasts actually developed a rosy shade. She sighed once, quite loudly, and then threw her legs around John, trying to pull him closer. John felt the muscles of her vagina tighten as she experienced her very first orgasm with a cock inside her. To make the act complete, John let loose a barrage of hot jism deep into her cunt. As Ashley felt it hit inside her, she came once again, squeezing and clamping on John's cock.

John rolled off her to her side and began to lightly caress her breasts again.

After a few minutes, Ashley's breathing returned to a somewhat normal pace and she opened her eyes. Her cabin mates were all watching her, looking for her reactions, watching John's cum, tinged slightly pink, make a large wet spot on her mattress.

"How was it?"

"It was wonderful. I can't believe how good I feel right now. Wow. I want to do it again. Can we John?"

"Did it hurt?" they continued.

"Only right at the start. It wasn't bad, not as much as I was afraid it would be, but it did hurt. But when he was all the way in me and I felt myself expanding around him, wow was that a great feeling. And then he moved!!!! At first I thought it was all over, and I was disappointed, but he pushed back in and I realized that he was just beginning. It was sooo good. John, can we do it again now?"

"What did it feel like at the end?"

"Much better than what we just did together. That was nothing compared to this. Wow."

Cindy suggested that Ashley go into the bathroom and let John's cum drain out, and then consider taking a shower. When she got up from the bed, her legs were pretty wobbly and she grabbed onto Taylor so that she didn't fall.

"I guess I better take it a little easy for a while." As they moved off to the bathroom, her posture was quite different, almost as if she was trying to be bow- legged.

Cindy told the other girls that lessons could continue after lunch, and that they should decide amongst themselves in which order they would participate.

Brianna let Cindy know, as they walked to lunch, that she was next. Cindy told her to skip lunch and go back to the cabin, shower, wash her hair, and try to look as beautiful as possible by the time everyone returned. Brianna turned around immediately and headed back to the cabin.

When they returned from a leisurely lunch with all of the other campers, they found Brianna waiting for them, sting on the edge of her bed. She was wearing a very thin, filmy negligee that, in the high afternoon sunlight, was absolutely translucent and hid none of her charms. Her breasts were much smaller than Ashley's, although they did have an actual breast shape to them. Technically, Brianna wore an "A" cup bra, but it would have been more appropriate for her to wear a double "AA". Her nipples were quite small, possibly the diameter of a drinking straw from McDonalds, and the areolas were unspectacular, just a basic red, about an inch in diameter. But those little cupcake breasts would grow someday, and today they stood firm and high, just waiting to be teased and tormented. Below the belt, Brianna had a beautiful bush. Her pubes were light blond, and instead of being curly like most others, hers were very soft and nearly straight. Cindy said that from a quantity standpoint, Brianna had more pussy hair than most of the girls that Cindy knew. Even with her mature bush, her clit was clearly visible through the hair, and was prominent outside the lips, without her even being aroused.

Once again, John began by caressing her breasts. Toying with them and teasing prior to actually touching the nipple. Brianna's breasts were much smaller than Ashley's, and thus, much less to caress. Even her nipples were on the smaller side of the scale, but they got just as hard as if they had been larger, and Brianna responded well went he leaned over to suck on one of them. He was sucking on her nipple, pulling it up with his lips, elongating her breasts. Inside his mouth, he was rubbing the tip of the nipple with his tongue at a very high rate, and this was causing Brianna to breathe heavily, swallow often and not really understand what the hell was happening in her body.

Finally, to her relief, he let loose of her nipple and began kissing her stomach. He tongued her navel for a minute, which Brianna thought felt a bit weird, but then he continued moving lower, not just with his hand, but with his head.

It was between her thighs, and he was telling her how beautiful it was to see a clit so large on such a young girl. How nice it was that it stood out without him having to touch it. All the while, she could feel his hot breath on her pussy hair as he spoke to her. He was rambling on about this or that, and she was not even sure what he was saying when suddenly he lunged forward and captured her clit in his mouth, sucking feverishly on it, pulling it between his lips as he had pulled on her nipple. As soon as that happened, it was all over for her, and her legs began drumming against his head. Involuntarily, she beat them together while holding a death grip on the side rails of her bed with each hand. When it was over, he opened his lips and her clit was freed from captivity. He quickly pushed his tongue into her opening, felt the barrier and moved away.

Satisfied that she was more than ready, he pulled himself up, held his cock with one hand, and pushed into and through her cherry.

Brianna was not as brave as Ashley, and she let out a scream of both pain and surprise. The head of John's cock was simply too large for most of these little girls to endure, at least for their virginal penetration. He held motionless until she stopped screaming, and then proceeded to push further in. She was very tight; tighter than Ashley, and tighter than anyone he could remember recently. He pushed very slowly as her muscles allowed him entry into her sex chamber. John felt his cock hit bottom, the tip of her womb, long before his eight plus inches had managed to find a home. She winced when it hit the cervix, and John pulled back slightly and stayed there for a moment. Finally he began to withdraw, and then started his strokes inward again. Deciding that he wanted to maintain a full contact with her, he shortened his stroke length to about 3 inches, and moved higher onto her body so that the remainder of his cock, the portion that was not inside her, was riding along her lips and more importantly, rubbing that oversized clit.

He felt her orgasm again, a small one this time, and he kept his strokes going. Her breath shortened and he felt her cum again about a minute later, a little stronger this time. He pushed harder against her clit and she responded by moving her hips with him. She began moaning, clearly loud enough to be heard by the others, and managed to get her hips into a rhythm with him. Their bodies were crashing together like they had been partners for years.

Brianna began grunting. Grunting and panting. John balanced himself on one arm, slid the other between them, and squeezed her clit between his thumb and forefinger. That did it.

"Oh, God. Fuck. Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck. UNGHH."

Brianna was motionless as she felt John's hot cum shooting into her. She pulled him tighter to her and did not know how to react to the feeling of the warm fluid being splashed inside her. Finally he stopped as well, and they lay together for several minutes.

Brianna was lightheaded, and had tears in her eyes. She didn't know what to say, or even how to feel. But she knew that she loved what just happened to her and she wanted more, much, much more.

Once again, the other girls wanted to know all about it.

"Did it hurt? How does she feel? What's it like? Can you feel his stuff inside you? Why did you scream so loud?"

The questions came as fast as the girls could ask them, but Brianna was in no shape to answer, or even respond. She was still off in some dreamy la-la land, wishing and hoping that John would do it again.

Finally, someone noticed that there was a fair amount of blood dried onto her thighs and suggested that she may want to go clean up. Brianna slid off the bed, and tried to stand up, but her legs buckled beneath her and she grabbed her crotch as she slid to the floor.