Good Girls Don't

This story may disclose various sexual and social subjects such as female/female sex, male/female sex, sexual reluctance, group sex, non-protected sex, degradation, drugs, alcohol, exhibition, nonconsent, pregnancy, and subrogation. The characters in this story are all of the age of consent, which means adults by law. The author neither condones nor condemns any or all of the acts portrayed herein.

That evening, after dinner, I went for a walk. Jerold was walking back toward the men's bunkhouse. I said hello, and he stopped. He was standing there like a statue. I walked up to him and told him I was sorry for running off last night.

He mumbled, "That's okay," and I asked him if he wanted to sit for a while. He sat on the bench, and I sat alongside him. We sat in silence for a few minutes, and I laid my hand on top of his. This time he took my hand and closed it around mine.

I leaned in and asked him if he wanted me to kiss him. His face turned red as he blushed and stammered, "Yes, if you want to." I leaned in further and kissed him. At first, he sat there stiffly, but I kept kissing him and pushing my tongue into his mouth. After a few minutes of open-mouth kissing, he warmed up and started pawling me like an enthusiastic puppy.

His hands were all over me, and I didn't stop him. He was mauling my boobs, and I kept his mouth busy with mine. I cupped his groin and he pushed it into my hand. By this time, we were both breathing heavily, and I stopped him, grabbing his hand and dragging him into a tall grassy area near the trail.

I resumed my attack on his tongue and started rubbing his groin as he cupped my boobies and squeezed them like grapefruits. I pulled his zipper down and felt a spot of pre-cum on his tidy whites. Pushing my hand into his underwear, I tried to close my fingers around the shaft of his cock but the girth of it was too large for my small fingers and thumb to touch.

I pushed his pants and underwear down and pushed him to the grass. As he lay there, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it to the ground. I reached back, unclasping my bra and letting it join my t-shirt. I then dipped my head into his lap, taking the head of his cock into my mouth. He hissed through his clenched teeth as he instantly blew a wad of sperm, some landing in my mouth as the rest splattered on my chin, nose, and lips.

He tried to get up, as I'm sure he was embarrassed, but I pushed him back down and captured his cock in my mouth, sucking it and tasting the salty taste of his sperm. He reached down and fondled my boobs as I continued to suck his cock. I reached down, unbuttoning my shorts and pushing them and my underwear down to my knees at the same time.

Rolling to my side, I brought my knees up to push them to my ankles, then kicked them off. I was horny as fuck. I was excited also. I am now stark naked in the tall grass with a man-sized cock buried in my mouth. Not wanting to kill the moment or deal with his fumbling as he tried to mount me, I took it upon myself to climb aboard and mount his glorious cock.

I had heard that once a man cums, he will last longer during subsequent sexual intercourse. He was about the same size as "Peter," my rubber cock lover. I straddled his hips. I took his cock and centered it on my horny cunt hole.

I then sank on it, feeling it stretch my pussy and slide into my depths as I continued to allow myself to sink until our pelvic bones were contacting one another. I let out a breath of air, feeling a chill run up my spine. I leaned over, sucking his lips and mouth as he mauled my boobs and I bounced up and down on his cock.

I must have humped him for ten minutes when he said, "I'm going to cum, Danni."

I whimpered, "Do it. I want to feel your cum in me. " He grunted. I felt the pulse of his prick in my body. I felt the warmth as he filled me with his sperm. His orgasm set mine off, and I doused his cock and balls with our mixture of sexual secretions.

I rolled off of him, feeling the air cooling and drying the swampy wetness between my legs. I lay there for a few minutes when he rolled on top of me and slid his cock balls deep into my hot cunt and started riding me like an experienced lover. He squirted even more cum into my ravished but content horny cunt.

He rolled off, and we lay there until we heard the first curfew horn. We both scrambled to get dressed and back to our bunkhouses before the second horn. I walked into my bunkroom, knowing I needed a shower and hoping to grab my shower basket and get there before Missy cornered me with twenty questions.

Well, the minute I walked in, she was questioning me like a mother does a child. She pissed me off, and I told her to shut the fuckup. She looked me over, and her eyes settled on my crotch, which was so fucking soggy, it stained my shorts through my panties.

Missy grinned and said, "You got fucked." Oh my God, you got fucked!

I felt the heat of shameful embarrassment in my cheeks and stammered, "No I didn't, it's none of your business."

Missy quickly dipped her hand down, pushing it against my sodden shorts and panties, then she raised her hand to her nose and exclaimed, "That's cum, you fucking slut, your fucking cunt is leaking sperm."

I freaked out and pushed her. She fell back, hitting her head on the bunk and landing on my bed. I immediately felt bad and started checking on her to make sure she was okay. I was crying. She flipped me onto my bed, shoved her hand into my shorts and panties, and easily slipped two fingers into my sloppy fucked cunt.

"You fucking bitch, you got fucked and then hurt me," Missy said.

I blurted out, "I'm sorry Missy, I freaked out, I didn't mean to hurt you."

Missy pushed me back and started kissing me as she pushed my shorts and underwear down far enough to take over with her bare feet. She pushed them to my ankles as I kicked the soggy clothes to the floor.

Missy slithered down to my crotch and attached herself to my cunt like a human vacuum, sucking the mixture of Jerold and my juices out of my cunt. A few minutes later, I came again, forcing the remainder of his spunk out and down her throat.

She rolled off and said, "Wow, girlfriend, that shit was hot." She continued, "I have never sucked a man's cum out of a pussy before."

I pushed her over to her back and pulled her bathrobe off. She lay there while I crawled between her legs and ate her sweet light-haired cunt. When I was done, we went and showered together. Going back to our room, we both dropped our bathrobes after closing the door and shutters on the window.

I looked at Missy and said, "You have a lot of nerve to call me a slut."

Missy replied, "I know I'm a slut. What's your problem? " We both started laughing. Missy pushed me back into my bed, climbed on top, and pushed her hand up under my pillow. She made a weird face and pulled "Peter" out from under my pillow.

"What the fuck, Dani, you fucking horny cunt!" Missy exclaimed.

I said, "Give me that," as she got up and put it in front of her, kind of like she grew a cock and balls. I fucking cracked up. She looked ridiculous. Missy started shaking the rubber cock up and down, chanting, "I need some pussy. Give me some pussy, I gotta have some pussy. "

I was laughing hysterically and said, "Fuck me, Peter, Fuck me," as I spread my legs and pulled my knees up to my boobs, exposing my dark hair-ringed pink honey pot. Then, Missy climbed into my bed, holding the prick like a guy. She lubed it up and thrust her hips forward, plunging the fake cock into my pussy.

Missy held the fake cock in front of her against her cunt as she mimicked a man fucking it in and out of my hungry cunt. She was saying things like, " Here, take my cock. Take my cock in your horny cunt, oh you're so fucking tight, " as she plunged it in and out.

I added to the play by telling her to "Fuck me, fuck me like a hot slut.

We both peered down at the fake cock embedded in my twat hole. The way my cunt lips wrapped around the shaft of the fake cock was very erotic, my juices clinging to the shaft and my light pink inner lips caressing the cock impaling me. I reached up and grabbed her boobs, twisting and pinching them as I climaxed.

Missy let go of the dildo and lay beside me. The next morning, I woke up feeling the warm naked body of Missy next to mine. Sometime during the night, "Peter," the fake cock, slipped out of me and was laying abandoned on the bed. I quietly got up, put on my bathrobe, wrapped Peter in a towel, and went to the bathroom to clean him.

I returned and saw Missy was still asleep. It was early, so I lay back down, looking intently at Missy and finding her sexy body alluring. I took "Peter" and lubricated him. Next, I slid the head of that fake cock up and down her light hair-lined cunt slit, spreading the lubricant around her tight fuck hole. Pushing gently, I slipped it inside of her pussy, slowly, not wanting to startle her.

As I slipped it in and out, she spread her legs and raised one knee. I leaned in, kissing her and slipping my tongue into her mouth as I boned her with the fake cock. I pushed it into the balls and used the knuckle of my thumb to rub her clit until she climaxed. I looked down as she lay there with her beautiful eyes open and whispered, "Good morning, lover."

She smiled and said, "Good morning, you slut cunt." My alarm clock went off, indicating it was time to shower and get to the chow hall with the girls.

On the way to breakfast, Missy told me I should get to a doctor for some birth control. I smiled and told her I had been on them for two years now because my period was so erratic. No worries.

Missy also mentioned the risk of STDs, and I told her that the partners I select are not likely to have them as they are either real dorks or total virgins. I explained how I logically considered two factors. The popular guys talked about their conquests and fucked a larger variety of girls who fucked a lot of popular dudes. Many are from the clubbing scene.

Missy thought that it was good sound thinking. She already had one guy smear her reputation. Right after he blabbed about his conquest, the guys were hovering around her like honey bees in a hive. We arrived for breakfast and started our day by taking the girls for a nature hike.

After evening chow, the girls returned to their dorms, and Missy and I went back to our bunk room. We stripped out of our camp uniforms and stood naked while trying to determine what to wear. Missy looked at me and said, "Seriously, Danni, you have to trim that unsightly bush." I replied, "I do." Missy said yes, but you left it so bushy and thick, "You should trim it very short or just get rid of it."

I looked at her pubic hair and said, "You're lucky, being blonde, it is almost invisible."

Missy replied, "Yes, but I still trim it."

I looked down at the carpet of dark hair on my mound and said, "I'd shave it, but I'm afraid I'll cut my fucking pussy off."

Missy giggled, then said, "Let me, let me shave all that pussy hair off that horny slut twat."

I thought for a minute, then said, "Okay, but please be careful. I don't want to explain why my pussy is shaved or how it got cut. "

Missy grabbed the small wash basin in our room and trotted off to the bathroom, returning with a basin of hot water. I lay down with my knees up and legs spread as Missy trimmed my pubic hairs close to my skin with a small pair of sharp scissors.

Missy then said, "We can leave it like this, or go for the baldie look."

I said, "Fuck it. I'm due for my period in a week, and I'm tired of pulling my twat hair out because the pad stuck to my bloody pussy. "

Missy replied, "You can use a tampon now," as she moistened my skin with a wet washcloth and proceeded to lather up my mound with shaving cream. Next, she was whisking away the stubble on my mound and cunt areas. I felt the scraping of my skin and the cooling of my flesh as the air made contact with my freshly shaved twat and mound.

I looked down. There it was, as naked and bald as a prepubescent little girl. It looked so clean and erotic. Missy stood up and went to her side of the closet, pulled out some booty shorts, and slipped them up over her fine-naked ass.

I got up, looking for something to wear, grabbed some underwear, and Missy grabbed my hand. I looked at her, and she said, "No, no panty." I dropped them back into the drawer and found some shorts.

All of my shorts are loose, kind of baggy, one might say. I slipped them on and proceeded to put on a bra when Missy again grabbed my hand, shaking her head no in silence. Reluctantly, I dropped them back in the drawer and pulled a dark t-shirt over my head to cover my unsupported bare boobs.

My nipples were hard and tight from the excitement and thought of the naughtiness of being dressed so scantily. I thought of how my mom would cry if she saw her precious little girl dressed. We stepped outside; the evening air was still hot. There was a light breeze, and I felt the cool breeze on my shaved naked twat and mound.

I looked at Missy and said, "This feels so naughty and sexy." We both giggled.

Missy said, "There, there is one of the geeks from the science hall."

I looked at her and said, "Watch this," as I called him over to where we were sitting on the ground. I sat with my legs open, ankles crossed, which I hoped afforded him a glimpse of my nude, hairless twat.

He walked up to us, looking down. He must have gotten a bird's-eye view of my feminine treasure because he started swallowing a lot and his eyes were focused on my crotch. I looked at him and wasn't certain, but he appeared to have a full-blown hard-on.

I asked him to sit with us, and he sat across from us so he could get a good look at my goodies. After a while, I asked him if he liked what he saw, and he nodded his head. I asked him if he'd ever touched a girl between the legs, and he shrugged. Then I reached out and took his hand in mine, pulling it to my covered crotch and pressing it against me.

I held him there for a few minutes and then let go of his hand. He didn't pull away, so I told him he could slip his hand into the leg of my shorts and touch my bare skin. Slowly, cautiously, he pushed his hand up the leg opening of my baggie shorts and touched my horny twat.

Missy reached out and touched his crotch. I said, "Relax, we are not going to hurt you." I also reached out and ran my small hand up the leg opening of his shorts to find his swollen cock. I started stroking it through his underwear and said let's find somewhere a bit more private. We all got up, and I led them to a small clearing of grass among the trees.

I started kissing him, pushing my small tongue into his mouth as I reached under the elastic of his shorts and underwear waistband and gripped his hard prick. He had his hands around my back. Missy disrobed and walked up to him stark naked, dropping to her knees, and pulled his shorts and underwear down.

His hard cock sprang free, hitting her nose. She reached out for it and ran her tongue over the head of his cock. I stepped back and took off my t-shirt and baggy shorts and stood there naked as his eyes damn near popped out of their sockets. I walked back to him, dropping to my knees and sharing his cock with Missy, taking turns swallowing his hard-on and licking his cock head.

She started licking his nuts, and he blew a load into my mouth. I grabbed Missy and kissed her, sharing his nectar with her. She was on her knees, sucking his sperm out of my mouth while jamming her hand in her sodden cunt.

I instructed him to lie down and then straddled his hips. I skewered myself, lowering my bald snatch onto his hard cock. While Missy straddled his face, facing me, she rubbed my clit and pinched my nipples. The sensations of a threesome were so intense that I came almost immediately, dousing his cock with my cum.

I then felt him hosing down my slut cunt with his cum-spewing fire hose. As Missy moved around to impale her cunt on his still hard young cock, I dismounted. The great thing I'd learn later in life is that young guys can fill you up two or three times before requiring some downtime.

Missy bounced up and down, sweating as she huffed and puffed to obtain her climax. The geek reached up and grabbed her tits, mauling them and moaning as he dumped another load of baby gravy into the second pussy he ever had his cock in.

Missy shuddered and moaned as she climaxed after feeling his hot sperm coat her horny cunt. I was laying between his legs, licking his large nuts as Missy was impaling her wet, hot cunt on his cock. As we all relaxed in the afterglow of a good fuck, I rested my head on his chest.

The camp horn sounded off in the distance. We all got up, dressed, and scrambled to get back to our bunk houses before the second and last horn.

We closed the door and fell to the bed, arm in arm, mouth to mouth as we mauled each other's tits. I got down on my knees, pulling her shorts down and seeing her cum matted snatch. I'd never eaten sperm from a freshly fucked cunt before, but I wanted to, so I dove into her hot, wet, messy twat and licked the mess like a dog cleaning a pup.

Missy held the back of my head as she arched her back and discharged her juices, mixed with his, into my mouth. I keep swallowing, not wanting to miss any of the sweet mixed nectar. She then pushed me over on my back, removed my shorts, and ate my hairless cunt while I trapped her cunt-eating face in my cum-filled cunt. God, I'm such a slut.

I learned quickly that shaving my twat made it look good, and putting baby oil on it soothed the razor burn, but it was a chore that needed to be done every other day at the least. I just decided to scrape the stubble every day. After a while, I maintained a very smooth glide down between my legs.

Each group of children was at camp for one week. They arrived on Sunday and left on Saturday. Saturdays were spent doing domestic chores such as laundry. parents visit on Saturday.

My parents and I had lunch together. Mom commented on how I seemed to be radiant and content. Whatever that means. Anyhow, after they left, I went back to my bunk room and slept.

I woke up, feeling sore, "Fuckkk!," I got my period. I grabbed a pad and stuffed it in my underwear. Five days of bleeding, cramps, swelling, and generally feeling like shit. I pity this next group of girls.

I woke up the next Friday morning, and my pad was mostly clean, indicating that I was over my period. Missy got her period two days ago and has been a real bitch. I expected her head to spin like Linda Blair in The Fucking Exorcist.

God, I need to get fucked! The itch in my twat is driving me insane. I grabbed "Peter", lubricated him, and slipped him in gently. I was still a little swollen.

Working him in and out of my snatch felt good. But it wasn't scratching my itch. I needed a real cock. This will have to do, for now, because it's too early and people are just now going off to the chow hall for breakfast. I may as well get dressed and go there myself. I got up, got dressed, and woke up "super bitch" Missy, telling her to get up and I was going for breakfast. I was famished.

That night, while Missy slept with a heating pad, I went out in search of a real prick to scratch my itch. I walked around the camp. I felt like a panther, looking for prey. There was the usual group of "cool" guys down on the dock. They were laughing and smoking. They most likely had a bottle of booze there as well.

To me, these guys weren't cool; they were assholes. They were all about drinking and fucking bitches, as they refer to women. I wasn't going to be their bitch.

I am not going to be a notch on their belt, or a scorecard to prove their manliness. The quiet guys had cocks also, and some of them were generously hung. The best part is that they don't brag about the size of their cocks or how many bitches they fucked.