Chapter 98: Spring Break Mission – Deep Cover

Camden and Bambi dragged me to three more stores to get me some dressy shorts and button down shirts, two light weight full suits and then a few pairs of jeans with t-shirts. When we were passing the bathing suit store, to get in the car back to the hotel, I saw the girl I had fucked. She had an armful of bags, a huge grin on her face and her father looked like a whipped puppy. I clearly saw that the cum stain he had from Camden touching his arm had dried to leave an obvious dark spot on his Khaki pants. There was a fresh one that must have been why his daughter had such a big grin on her face.

Wonder how happy she will be in a month or so when she realized she missed her period and is pregnant by a boy she can’t even hope to track down to tell him he is going to be a father? I wonder how many back home will be doing that before long.

Back at the resort, Camden and I went to our room while Bambi went off to hers. Camden chose one of the bathing suits that Bambi said would make her mostly invisible to the boys ogling the various girls while making sure she got a great tan started through the suit. I was in equally “nerdy” pair of swim shorts and a plain tank top.

As we got to the shared family area of the suite we couldn’t find Dee, Tee, Al, or Sue anywhere. We were going to see if Bart wanted to come with us when we heard him off in the bathroom. Bambi was in there with him too. Camden gave me a look so I started that way. Inside the bathroom was not what we expected to find.

“I told you I promised to not be a bitch to you anymore Bart and I meant it,” Bambi was telling him.

I wouldn’t have believed a word of it if we had walked in two seconds earlier. Bart was sitting on the floor and Bambi was there with her soaked pussy inches from his face. If he had leaned forward a tiny bit and pushed out his tongue, he would be licking her juices off her clit. What made me not go off on her again was that she was leaning down with her lips closed just under the crown of his dick as it spurted out cum. When he got to dribbles she quickly licked his juices off his dick.

She jumped when I came up behind her and caused her clit to be back right in front of his mouth.

I got Bart’s attention and said, “Take a deep breath and blow very slowly right down over her clit.”

While he had seen her bald pussy, who knows how many hundreds of times, he had no clue what parts were called what. Once I showed him and got him to blow at the perfect angle, it only took him blowing slowly over her clit three times to make her cum with his eyes staring right at her winking vagina. Well at least until she collapsed in shuddering heap on top of him. Had his dick been hard again it would have been buried in her. Instead his limp dick was getting bathed in her hot juices as she tried to get her breath back.

“Look Bart, Bambi may have been a bitch to you for a long time. If she is going to help you get you off as a way to pay penance for what she has done, it is rude not to return the favor. Don’t ever let yourself turn out like she was before I met her,” I told him.

That got a smile from him, a mouthed “thanks” from Bambi, and a smoldering horny look from Camden.

Of the four of us, Bart was actually the more noticeable of all of us down at the pool. Bambi had gotten him some new bathing suits that she said would make most of the girls around his age notice his growing package and want to go sneak off somewhere to play house. Bambi’s bathing suit was a bikini. The one show chose was really toned down and actually covered more of her than a bra and normal panties would. No one was even giving her a second look. She told us that it was her way of testing herself to see if she could do without all of the sex and bullshit she had been doing for a while now.

At one of the huge pools I saw that Bambi had hit a home run with Bart’s swimsuit. As we “paraded” ourselves around pretending to look for the best seats, girls were eyeing him up. Only one girl paid me any attention and it was the one I had fucked in the bathing suit store. She gave me a huge grin before turning to talk excitedly to some girls around her. All of them were wearing much more revealing bikinis than I think any of their fathers wanted them wearing.

Didn’t Al say they sometimes went to nudist resorts with the people here? Could their suits be a compromise since they can’t go around naked?

We found us a place to sit, we put our things at the table and all went to play in the pool a while. Bart was almost instantly pulled off into a group consisting of mostly girls. Their group already had two boys, but both looked quite uncomfortable. I would guess all of them were around ten to twelve. Half of the girls were wearing bikinis or a one-piece suit. The rest of the girls were wearing either boy shorts or just really skimpy bikini bottoms. From the lack of tan lines on the topless girls, it was pretty obvious that they never wore a top when sunbathing or swimming. I couldn’t resist making myself not see suits on any of the topless girls around Bart right now.

Two of them were obviously year-round nudists, only wearing bottoms here. Three more looked to have just started being nudists because they had deep tans with just a hint of old tan lines from a bikini bottom. Of the five nudist girls, only one had obviously just shaved off a thick muff. It was blindingly white around her pussy given how dark a tan she had.

“Hey,” the girl from the bathing suit store said as she interrupted me watching Bart’s sudden popularity.

Hmmm. I wonder what she wants.

She asked me to move off a bit and put my arms up on the side of the pool to make it obvious we were just talking like two kids. Her dad was still going to have people watching her to keep up appearances.

“I so owe you big time. It is for a lot more than making my first time the greatest sex the girls at the boarding school talk about,” she said in almost a whisper. “That girl that was distracting everyone with her hot body made him mess his pants when she touched his arm. I saw the spot on the front of his pants as he rushed into my changing room. I got three bathing suits he would never let me wear. I’m wearing the most modest of them all. He started to complain when I showed them to him, but I told him he just had to see me wear them before he shot them down. I made sure I was turned away from him when I took off the robe, bent forward, lifted up my foot, and started to put this suit on as your juices started pouring out of me just inches from his eyes. I was so hot I used the juices to rub my hot button until I got off. When he messed in his pants again, from watching me get myself off using your cum, I turned and really tore into him shooting off in his pants because of his own daughter and some random teen girl in the store. I mean, sure I know he is like men everywhere who have daughters becoming women. It really turns me on when he wants to watch me strip in front of him. The people he does business with are no different, except that they can keep from going off in their pants, especially in public. Losing control like that twice would completely disgrace him with his business partners if they were to find out. None of them would ever trust him to not be corruptible given the right situation. He tried to deny everything so I took two fingers and rubbed them through some of our shared juices that had leaked out of me. Rubbing them under his nose made him cum again.”

Well that was unexpected. No wonder these girls are able manipulate the richest and most powerful men of the world. More interestingly is that she would just tell me all about it. I could tell anyone I wanted what her dad did.

“Unless you tell me no, I’m going back to my friends to say that you are way cool enough to hang out with us. Your bathing suit makes you look like a completely goober with no chance at all with any of us. My father saw you behind me in the bathing suit store when you were fucking me. His face showed that he completely dismissed you as even existing. All of the girls I’m hanging out with did the exact same thing when you walked by. Well they did at least until I told them how you boldly made me a woman right out in the open a few racks away from my father as he looked right at us doing it,” she explained. “We are going to talk for a bit before coming to get in the pool. Normally we will swim for a little while and then go off to somewhere private to get some relief from our body’s reactions to all of the hot men around here. No one will look twice at you if you go there with us. You are just an irrelevant boy to them. All of them are virgins and desperately want to feel a boy inside them. Especially one that won’t tell anyone about it. I saw how you looked at me just like you did with each of them even though we had sex earlier. I’ve been around enough people to know you’re cool.”

Ok this is going somewhere, but is it the right somewhere? Camden supposedly knows three of the girls I’m supposed to get close to here, but they haven’t arrived yet. Should I go play some? Will Camden get pissed off about it? More importantly, will it help me better fit into Camden’s little group when they do arrive?

As the girl left I turned back to see that Bart hadn’t been completely ignorant about what gets a girl’s motor running. I could see one hand inside a girl’s suit and the other was being held to another girl’s budding breast just under the waterline. His boner had been fished out of his bathing suit, but wasn’t being played with currently.

Good for him.

Looking around I found that Bambi was off with a set of guys and girls that she seemed to know. I noticed that whenever a boy tried to go exploring her body that she gently moved his hand away or said something that made him move away from the group quickly. Camden saw me looking around and waved me over to where she was sitting in one of the underwater chairs reading on her waterproof e-book reader.

When I got over to her she said, “I saw you thinking about whatever that girl said to you. I may look like a wallflower bookworm, but I’m not as unperceptive of what goes on around me as people delude themselves to believe. You have a lot of catching up to do with girls Darren. What you learn here from them will make you all that better in bed with me. Honestly I was really turned on when I heard we were sharing a room. I have watched Bambi enjoying sex with men and boys for years now. She’s never been one of the fakers when it comes to getting off. Rubbing myself never gave me anything near what you made me feel in the changing room. I want to feel what your penis can do inside me so badly, but I’m scared about it too. I was way past ready in the changing room and yet didn’t go for it. I’m more liberal that you may think Darren. Go have fun with them. On the serious side, every adult here knows that if they or anyone they bring with them has an STD, their entire family is likely to be killed. Pregnancy is easily enough taken care of these days so no one worries about that side effect of sex. It isn’t even that far of a stretch to have a hymen reconstructed to give the illusion of a girl being a virginal bride where it is required. I will see you in our room if you make it back there tonight.”

I didn’t expect that and I can tell she really means it too.

Still I had to show her that I appreciated it. Sitting in the seat next to her I saw that there was some sort of knob between the seats. Turning it made the water around us kind of choppy like a hot tub, but without bubbles or foam. I had no idea there was even something like this for a pool!

Having just my head and top of my shoulders out of water, no one could see my hand moving over on top of Camden’s leg right on the edge of her bathing suit. I had planned to see if she was interested in me rubbing her pussy through her suit as I pushed in some orgasmic energy to help her along. She had other ideas.

When I felt one of her legs go over both of mine I started to move my hand down to rest on her pussy. Instead she grabbed it with one hand and used her other to pull the crotch of her suit to the side. My hand was maneuver so my fingers were resting on her mound. When she let go she used the hand that had been guiding me to push two my fingers down on her clit and rub them around. I took the hint. She must have been really close because she came before I had even started to look to see the color of her orgasmic energy to push some in to make her cum.

“They are starting to head this way Darren, time for you to have your fun. You have to promise to do that for me a lot. It was better than any time I did it to myself,” Camden said as she pulled my hand from her suit. “Let me warn you about them, though. Be cool and go with the flow, but don’t take any shit from them. They will be testing you. Put them in their place when you need to like you did with Bambi. If you don’t they won’t ever respect you.”

I headed back off toward Bart to see if he needed any rescuing. He didn’t. Bambi, on the other hand, seemed to be having a bit of an issue getting a few of the boys to leave her alone. They weren’t touching, groping, or even getting too close to, but whenever any of them moved near her she gave them a dirty look. I went over to her, made sure she saw it was me and the slid my arm around her. I pulled her in close to me so that my hand was resting on her stomach with my thumb an inch away from the underside of her breast. That got some raised eyebrows from many in this little group. She had been so cold to all the boys since she got in the pool, but here I was holding her in a way that appeared very intimate. I could feel she was giving off the vibes that she was more than happy to have me holding her.

After pulling me tight to her in a sort of hug she twisted towards me to ask, “So Darren, how do you like it here so far? Are all of the almost naked girls giving you blue balls yet?”

“Maybe, but spending my life up until now locked away in a boy’s boarding school taught me how to take matters into my own hand.” I said smiling. “How do you like your new suit? It looked really great on you at the store. It’s definitely so much better than the thong or that one that I could see through even without it being wet. Cousins aren’t supposed to see each other like that.”

“Says you. No way was I going to have you wearing some tiny suit for your limp package only to have you popping out of it all day long. How else was I going to find out how big you were without crossing the line into incest and touching it? You know Aunt Sue would chew me out if you were leading the way around here with your dick,” Bambi said right back.

I replied, “Well you could have warned me first. I about went off right there in the changing room. We didn’t wear anything at the boarding school when we went swimming.”

I gave her a hug and then went off toward where I saw the girl from the bathing suit store with her friends getting into the pool. I stayed back a ways from them as I looked around the pool area.

Before they got to me I turned on the sun glasses and had it so it only got energy from my shield, but didn’t send anything back to me. I wasn’t sure if they would work right without the man in the machine connected to them, or how they would get data. When they showed they had a signal I thought to them that I wanted to look for threats, people watching me too closely, and anything else that was important. As I scanned around I saw a number of people getting marked as body guards. Only those that were tied to the girls coming toward me got highlighted. Then there were some men, women, and kids who were also highlighted.

I stayed where I was as the girls slowly played around in the water as they got closer. Once they were over by me and started to talk to me, I saw messages popping up on my sun glasses that I was being checked out. A quick scan around, when I turned to talk to a different one of the girls, showed less and less people being highlighted in relation to the girls. Only one man was watching me really closely. At least until the girl from the bathing suit store’s father sat down next to him. A few words were said before that last man stopped being highlighted. I made the sunglasses turn off.

“So what sort of dirt do you have on the girl who let you hug her a few minutes ago? No boy she would normally screw right her in the pool are able to get near her,” one of the girls asked with a deep accent.

I smiled at her and said, “Well I don’t think either of us are of royal lineage or live in the Southern United States, so she knew she was safe with me hugging her. I’m her cousin.”

“I doubt that,” a different girl said. “She has bedded any male with a dick.”

“We all go to the same resorts. I have never seen you with them before,” a different girl said suspiciously.

There were some other accusations about me not being someone they had seen before and maybe I was some sort of spy.

I’m not going to take any shit from them. They are playing games or testing me.

Smiling at the last one to talk I said, “Hey I didn’t come over to hit on you, try to feel you up, find some way to get you to suck my dick or even sit over close enough to ogle you from behind my sunglasses. All of you came over here to start talking to me. Unlike you, I was sent off to a boy’s boarding school when I was young. My aunt and uncle took me away from there after both of my parents died. They just happened to be on their way here, so they brought me along. I’d never even met them. If that wasn’t enough to freak me out a bit, my girl cousins were sent to take me clothes and bathing suit shopping. You think I wanted to have the first two girls I ever saw naked to be my cousins. Yuck. Maybe it isn’t quite like if I had a sister, but still, yuck! Plus it isn’t like there aren’t tons of other gorgeous girls around here for me to talk to that won’t be giving me the fifth degree. I’m sure my cousin knows quite a few she could to teach me how to make a girl feel so great I might finally lose my own cherry. So if all you are going to do is come give me a hard time, I’m going to go be tormented by the kinds of girls that hang with my cousin.”

Just move on David. They aren’t worth your time if they are going to give you this shit. So much for what the bathing suit store girl said.

I headed back over toward where Bambi was again, but she got pissed at some boy and got out of the pool before I got there. Camden was still sitting in the underwater chair so I turned to go that way. I had gotten about halfway to Camden when one of the girls from the group stopped me. It was pretty obvious where I was headed and I’m sure at least one of them had seen me sitting there earlier.

“You trying to bed her too,” a different one of the girls asked. “Talk about no chance in hell there.”

“God, what is it with you girls? Do I look like some bum you chase around and kick in the balls when you feel like it? Geez! I haven’t even been away from the boarding school for two days and I just met my cousins. All I was told was that this is a really super exclusive place. Is there some big requirement that expects me to commit incest to be able to stay here? Can’t I get to know them the old fashioned way? You know, by talking to them and not trying to screw them? I didn’t even know I had any cousins or other family until recently. I can’t go hang with Bart because I’m not into the young girls playing with him right now. Evidently none of your group wants to do more than give me shit. I want to go to sit by my cousin to see if I’m smart enough to have an intellectual conversation with her. I doubt it, but I can at least try,” I told them as I pulled loose of her grip to continue toward Camden.

Well that is in interesting look on your face you little bitch. So you know how Camden is and who she hangs out with at these resorts. If you saw me sitting with her earlier then you watched her cum without having any idea I caused it to happen.

I was almost to Camden when the girl from the bathing suit store grabbed my hand and turned me around to face her as she said, “Darren, wait.”

She knows my name? Interesting. She didn’t before.

“Hey. I’m sorry I let my dick lead me into thinking your friends might want me like you did earlier,” I whispered. “I really enjoyed having our first times together and glad it gave you some leverage over your father. I really am. My parent’s dying sucks, but I really never got to know them, so no issue there. I have spent most of my time in a boarding school putting up with the same sort of shit your friends had been giving me. I’m not trapped with nowhere to go now, so I don’t have to put up with it anymore. Maybe tomorrow, or the next day, when you aren’t as sore inside we can go off somewhere to see if it is just as much fun the second time when we don’t have the risk of being caught. Seriously, I would rather get the third degree by someone who actually wants to get to know me while I learn about them. Thanks for trying. I guess I wasn’t what they wanted me to be after all.”

Well, she looks like I hit her in the stomach, but her friends look thrilled about something. That should confirm to everyone watching over us that they shut me down.

“Darren, please stop,” she begged before I could pull away. “They won’t even admit it, but they are all beyond really horny and scared as hell about doing what we did earlier. This is how they react when they get uncomfortable. I mean you had to have been given the same talk we get every time we go take a trip anywhere. We can’t talk about where we live, people we know at school, pets, or any of the normal stuff we talk about with our friends back home. We can’t even talk about the latest movies we saw because even that could give anyone listening in some information about where we might live. Even all of our makeup has to be bought here too. None of is allowed to have a cell phone, tablet or laptop. You may have been in a boarding school and not know this, but girls our age without cell phones is like being sent to our rooms for our entire stay here without any TV. It is a tough time. We are too old now to play like little kids. Most of us aren’t quite old enough yet to be married off. Showing off our hot bodies while teasing any male that looks at us is all we have to keep us entertained. Well it was until I ran into you earlier. Please give them another chance. If they don’t cut it out, at least I will get to have some fun with you until your older cousin’s friends arrive. Once they get five minutes with you, no one will have a chance to pull you away from to have any more fun with you.”

I might as well put some conditions on them then.

I told her, “How about this. You go tell them that they all have to agree to cut it out. If they don’t, I really have no interest in spending any time with them, ok. They can go find what they need to keep them entertained somewhere else. I will even beg my slutty cousin to go to the bathing suit store with them to find suits like the one that had your dad looking at us as we screwed and he didn’t even notice anything but Camden. Of course that would mean I have to go too, to give my opinion of how it looks on them as well as off.”

She squeezed both of my hands before going back to her friends. After she talked with them a few of them looked completely ready to jump me right here in the pool. The rest started to have a small argument with the others, or at least a heated discussion. Whenever the two really horny girls looked at me I would smile back. Any of the rest I ignored. That had the desired effect. While I waited on the group to figure out if they wanted me around them I went over to where the herd of girls by Bart was thinning out. With less female predators a few more boys came over now so this group was knocking a beach ball around. They didn’t seem to mind me hanging out with them.

Probably doesn’t hurt that I’m not much more developed then the ten to twelve year old boys or even much taller.

Not a single one of them even seemed to mind if it was me getting tangled up with them as I jumped for the ball. That was probably due to when my hand happened to touch their topless chests I didn’t grope them like the other boys playing over here with us. It got so that I was sure that finding I was holding a bikini top, that came off as we went for the ball, wasn’t accidental after the third time it happened. There was always smoldering looks from the girls around us as I moved to quickly block anyone from seeing the girl’s flat, or almost flat, tween chest with my body as I worked to untie the bottom knot. A quick flip of tied top string over their heads let me pull the bikini back into place and tie it behind their backs before stepping away.

It became a game to the girls and I didn’t mind playing. I saw parents showing mild approval at how I seemed to be protecting the non-existent charms of their daughters. When one girl first grabbed my hand away from the ball to push it against her bare pussy I just ignored it like I had no idea what I had touched. Later when she grabbed my hand to obviously play with her bud on her topless chest, I told her to knock it off just loud enough so that the kids playing with us heard me. Bart seemed to be all for playing their game. He was getting as good as he got.

“If I was still in elementary or middle school I would love to play like this with you,” I whispered into the girl’s ear that had being using my hand to feel her up. “I know I look like I’m still a kid your age, but I’m in high school, ok. We both know that makes you off limits for me pretty much anywhere we might be vacationing together. Go play with Bart instead. He won’t get taken off to feed the sharks for playing this game with you.”

No one seems to question her locking herself around me in a hug completely out of the blue.

Of course that meant I soon found myself holding a sobbing, snot-nosed little girl that was only wearing a piece of wide dental floss to cover her still hairless pussy. People definitely noticed her crying.

She made sure everyone could hear her saying, “I’m so sorry. I don’t want you to hate me. You are so super nice Darren. I was only playing like we always play in the pool. No one told us you weren’t our age. I just thought you were super cool.”

From there she broke down into loud sobbing into my chest. No amount of my trying to get her to break free of me was having any luck.

This girl was a lot stronger than she looked.

I did have one way to get her to let go and give her what she had wanted before.

“If you promise to never tell I will do something to make you feel a lot better and know I’m not mad or hate you,” I whispered in her ear.

When she whispered back that she promised, I told her to hug me tightly. As soon as she hugged me as hard as she could I pushed a big load of orgasm energy into her along with energy into her brain to make her cum. I felt some other energy being pushed into her brain that was coming from me, but I wasn’t doing it myself. It was so intense that she drove her face deeper into my chest and it was making her shake like she was sobbing uncontrollably. Without telling the goggles to do it, I had a very, very, plain looking woman highlighted as being the girl’s mother. I kept the girl getting off by pumped back into her all of the energy she was burning off as she came the whole I was working my way up the pool steps. When we were almost to her mom I stopped making her cum. Her body had other ideas and kept giving her little quick orgasms to burn off the good energy inside her as soon as she made enough for her to cum again.

Looking closer at her mom I saw she was even plainer than I had seen from a distance. Everything about her was bland except for her perfect teeth when she smiled.

That was probably what she did to catch her husband and used frequently to bend people to do whatever she wanted.

The girl didn’t fight me one bit now as I moved to put her into her mom’s arms.

As I held the woman’s stare I said to the girl, “I didn’t mean to make you cry. If I was just a year or two younger I really would have loved playing those games with you and your friends. You are really cute.”

Her mom smiled at me the whole time the girl laid mostly limp in her arms. When I was moving away the girl got her second wind. I found her back in my arms again. This time she had her lips up beside my ear.

“Darren, you made me feel something I only feel when I touch myself at night after I have played all day with boys in the pool. It never lasts that long when I make it happen and never happens without touching between my legs,” she whispered in my ear quickly. “I felt your wiener when we were playing and saw it too. I’m too little inside to get that inside me, but Bart’s goes in me perfectly. I will tell mommy that you really are super nice when she asks why I’m all cuddly.”

As I was again putting her nearly exhausted body back in her mother’s arms, again, the girl told her mom, “Mommy this Darren. I was bad to make him touch me in my private places. He didn’t want to, but I kept making him do it. I even pulled his wiener out to look at it underwater without him saying it was ok. Instead of getting mad he just told me to stop it because he was too old to play those games with me and my friends. I’m so sorry for calling you a liar mommy when you said there really were nice boys like him here. Bart said he told Bambi something that made her stop doing it with all of the boys and men.”