I wrote this a number of years ago but it has never been posted to Literotica and I thought a cleaned up version would be a good contribution.
When I was a lad, our family joined up with a number of other families and rented a boy's camp for two weeks in August, after the camp had closed for the summer. We called it "Camp Happy Landings" - a silly name, but fun. Our family started going when I was about 9 and by the time I was 18 I had known most of the other kids for years, although in some cases I only saw them for a couple of weeks a year. We knew all the other kids and adults, but we rarely if ever saw them outside of the camp. This once-a-year pattern made the whole camp seem a little dreamlike. It made everyone in the camp relax even more than they might normally do.
The camp consisted of about 15 cabins scattered about 20-30 yards apart in a ponderosa pine grove on a bluff overlooking a tributary of the Feather River. Each of the parents had a cabin of their own and the kids were parceled into the remaining cabins, teenage girls in one, teenage boys in another and so on. There was a communal lodge as well as a men and women's restroom with showers – though hot water was always a little short.
Naturally, over the years I had grown a lot - from a weenie little kid who delighted in playing hearts and Ping-Pong to a typical teenage boy fascinated with the opposite sex. And there were some very attractive girls at the camp. Those girls that had been gawky and icky when I was younger had developed into some very fine foxes that sent my adolescent thoughts into a tailspin sometimes at the beach.
There were three that were particularly attractive: Donna, Millie, and Suzy. Donna was very tall. Her father was almost 7 feet tall and even in her late teens she was 6' 1", overtopping my height by three inches. Her legs were long and trim, her ass a curvy delight. She had large breasts, but on her they didn't seem over-large. Her hair was long and brown and her eyes were very dark brown as well. She had a great sense of humor and no fear of anything.
Millie was very curvy, maybe 5'5", not overweight, but every part of her seemed curved. She had the best set of tits in the camp, complete with some fine looking nipples when she came out of the cold creek water. She was relatively quiet, but I knew she could be fiery and impetuous when she wanted to be. Like Donna, she was 19, a year older than I.
Suzy was in many ways my favorite. She and I were the same ages, just turned 18, and had been buddies since we were 9. Now that we were older and interested in the opposite sex, our relationship had changed somewhat. We were still buddies, but we couldn't sometimes figure out if we should be just friends or more than friends. We had "shown each other our stuff" when were younger and still laughed about that. The previous summer we had flirted with each other and even kissed and fondled each other, though we both had been a little relieved at the end of camp. She was a little shorter than Millie was and less curved, but had a nice pair of breasts and a slim tanned body that called out for touching. Her blond hair set off her bright blue eyes and quick smile.
But this year seemed different. The girls were positively sexy and I even got the impression that they thought that I was sexy too. Sometimes their conversation altered when I came by and they giggled and gave me the long eye. To tell the truth, I fantasized about their naked bodies and when I heard them in the women's shower room I sometimes had to move quickly to cover my rapidly developing hard-on.
During the evening, the adults would sit around a play bridge and other card games while they drank and yakked. We kids would sometimes go into the nearby town for a movie or just hang out and yak. As we got older our entertainment got a little wilder. When we approached teenager-hood we developed the habit of telling each other dirty jokes, each struggling to come up with the funniest and/or raunchiest. The previous summer both Donna and I had brought up a few joints and we had all surreptitiously smoked them down near the creek at night, which led to some subsequent heavy ice cream consumption back at the camp as well as some pretty wild joke sessions. This summer I had brought up a nice lid of some really fine Panama Red.
The second night Donna, Millie, Suzie and I smoked a very nice joint. The other teenage girl and guy were too straight to participate, so they stayed back at the lodge to play hearts, for crissake. Afterwards, it was getting pretty cool, the camp being at about 5000', so we giggled our way back to the lodge and had some ice cream. Then the girls headed back to their cabin. There were about 15 cabins, each holding four people although the girls only had three in theirs. I had to share mine with two younger boys and a straight-arrow dude my own age.
The next night we went in to the town to a movie and afterwards hung out at the lodge for a while, then Donna gave me a nudge and whispered that she and her cabin-mates were going back to their cabin to "smoke something". Did I want to come? Sure did, so a couple minutes after they said goodnight I left the lodge and circuitously made my way to the girl's cabin. I found them sitting on the porch of the cabin, which was actually just a very broad pair of steps in front of the door. Donna and Millie were sitting on either side of the door, leaning against the cabin, while Suzie was sitting on the lower step. I sat down between Donna and Millie. Donna quickly produced a joint and lit it. We quietly smoked it and it tasted so fine! After we finished we sat there staring at the sky, which was ablaze with stars.
Unfortunately, it was also getting chilly. I was wearing a down vest, but the girls were just wearing sweatshirts. Donna said, "Ooh, the stars look great, but it's chilly out here." And then she scooted over against me and stuck her arm under my vest.
"Oh, but you're nice and toasty!" Millie laughed and scooted over too and did the same thing. I now had two attractive girls snuggling against me with their hands and arms under my vest.
"Well," I said, slightly nervously "Make yourselves at home, why don't you?"
"Oh, I knew you wouldn't mind!" laughed Donna.
"Hey, how come I'm left out of the fun?" asked Suzie, and she slid back on the step and leaned back with her back between my legs and ended up with her head leaning against my stomach.
"Well, this is certainly warmer," I laughed. Not only was it warmer, it was rather exciting. I could smell the faint soap and shampoo of the girls. I could also feel Donna's breast nudging my arm. If they didn't stop wriggling around, I might start getting a hard-on and that could get embarrassing!
