Camp Red Fox

There is something so refreshing about coming back to a place from your childhood. I couldn't help but feel the first day jitters as I drove through the back roads to get to camp. Everything was the same as when I was a kid looking out the window of my dads old Honda. The only difference is that I am 19 now and I'm coming back as a camp counselor. As a kid I always looked up to my counselors at Camp Red Fox. I'm hoping that the kids can look at me the same way. Except that one counselor, Greg, whom I had a crush on. As a 12 year old I might have followed him around a little more often than the other counselors. It was his warm smile that brought on that bout of puppy love. I had no more time to think about it as I pulled into the parking lot of the camp grounds.

The camp was almost exactly as I remembered it. The entrance was repainted and the grounds seemed so much smaller looking at it from a adults perspective. There were no kids around because the owners of the camp, Jim and Lynn, wanted the counselors to get to know each other and bond for a week before the summer officially started. Jim and Lynn, who were both born sometime in the 60's, were really big on bonding. They had a thing for spiritual connections. I didn't mind because the more time I can spend at the camp the better. I also knew that they only had students from near by colleges work as counselors because they wanted the kids to see where hard work could get them. This was good news because it meant I might know someone from school. I am not the type to make friends quickly with strangers.

As I walked through the entrance I saw Jim talking to a group of boys. Well, they were more men than boys. Tan, muscular, gorgeous men. It didn't matter though because boys like that didn't look at me as more than a friend. I have medium length, curly, red hair. My eyes are green but different shades in different light. I stand at 5'4 with a body full of curves. I hear guys talk about curves but never mine. I have a 48 C cup and a booty to big for short shorts. Even now I felt self conscious as I got my stuff from my car and walked toward the group. I could see some of the men look me up and down. I folded my arms over my stomach as I got closer.

"Ah, Roxanne, you've grown so much since I last saw you!"

I had no time to grimace at his observation before he had me enveloped in a hug. That was another thing about the Adders, they were seriously into hugging.

"Mr. Adder, Nice to see you again."

" I already told you to call me Jim." He said this with a "playful punch" to my arm which suggested that I should get in the habit of calling him Jim.

"Um, Jim, Where can I get my room assignment?" The group of guys had moved over to a grassy area to play a bit of football before we officially started. The fact that they had all apparently gotten their rooms and were unpacked made me feel like I was a little late. When they decided to play shirts against skins I was glad I had come in time to see that.

"Lynn should be around here some where. Why don't you try looking ove- oh! There she is over there by the tire swing. See her?"

"Thanks, Mr. Adder, ugh, Jim."

I wasn't even half way near her when I heard, "ROXANNE? Roxy honey, where are you? There you are!" I almost hoped she wouldn't see me as the entire camp ground now knew who I was.

"You are in the first cabin down the hill to your right. You will be bunking with two other girls. Get cleaned up and unpacked and meet us down by the fire pit around noon, okay?"

I nodded my approval and did as she said. Most of the female cabins are up the hill, closer to the kids, except this one cabin. They ran out of room and refused to cut down the necessary trees to get the other cabin up so they just built it down the hill next to the male counselors cabins. Oh well, this won't be that bad. After doing as I was told to, I headed toward the fire pit. I remember the fire pit fondly from my summers here. Once I got there most of the guys had arrived and the girls were slowly gathering. I stood across from some guy I had never seen before. He was a weird kind of good looking.

He had short dark brown hair that was a little messy like he had just woken up. His face wasn't hot but it was handsome. He looked like he might be Irish. His eyes locked with mine when he caught me staring. I immediately turned away but not before I could see that his eyes were most definitely Irish green. He just had one of those faces where you couldn't stop staring. He was scruffy but in a good way. He was handsome no doubt about it but there was just something about him that made me want to know everything about him.

Jim and Lynn started the games which included writing out names down and passing the paper around and guessing whose it was. I couldn't lie, I had quite a bit of fun. My name was matched by this girl Ashley.

"Meeting over, hope you guys had as much fun as we did!" Lynn said everything with a smile. "Okay counselors, head back to your cabins and get to know your cabin mates. Have fun and see you all later tonight for dinner!"

I turned and started to walk toward my bunk when I changed my mind. Maybe I would take the path through the woods to our cabins that we weren't suppose to now about. I used to take that path before as a kid just to be in the forest breathing in the fresh air. I always liked to be alone for at least a couple minutes just to think. I came to a tree I recognized from when I was a kid. It still had the "R + G" I carved in a sloppy heart. I smiled to myself but then I heard something move. I turned around but I saw nothing. I turned back around and I started to slowly head toward the cabins. I took four slow steps away. Then I heard the crunch of boot on a leaf and I turned around.

There he was. The same guy from the meeting, leaning against the very tree I was just reminiscing at. "It's Roxanne, right?"

"I prefer Roxy."

I never knew why girls complained about not being able to talk to boys. I guess it came naturally to me since I had an older brother and I always talked with him and his friends. I was startled by him but I knew I wanted to talk to him so I took this chance.

"So, if you're "R" who's "G"?

"How do you know I'm "R"?

"I know because no one just stops to stare at a tree without a reason." He smiled. It was a warm smile. He meant no harm.

"Apparently you do." I knew he was joking but I felt embarrassed that he figured it out.

" I didn't come here to stare at trees." He stepped toward me. He kept his eyes on me the whole time.

"I saw you walk over here. I also saw you during the meeting. I know most of the other counselors but I've never met you before. I'm sorry if I scared you it's just that I thought you were new and this path is off limits. I guess I was wrong." He pointed to the tree. "Apparently you have history here."

He seemed harmless enough. He thought I was lost and he came to help me. That was a noble thing to do.

"Well thanks for coming over to help. You're right I do have a history here. I went to this camp when I was younger. I spent a lot of time walking this path."

His eyes grew wide. Did I say something wrong?

"You're the little girl my brother used to tell me about. You're the one that followed him around and wrote him little love notes." He raised his eyebrows and he stood there smirking at me. I just stood there. I couldn't believe a stupid crush from childhood would catch up with me. I knew I needed to say something but my lips weren't moving. Then I found my composure.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, come on. I remember my brother telling me about a little girl named Roxanne who had a crush on him. He said you made him a bracelet with his name in it. I remember seeing it. It had 'GREG' in red letters on it. You're pretty, he never mentioned that." He was looking at me with warmth in his eyes. If I wasn't incredibly embarrassed I would have melted.

"I didn't know he has a brother. Besides I was just a kid." It came out a bit more defensive then I intended. He was looking at me up and down. I felt self conscious again. I folded my arms over my stomach. "Well you've definitely grown up," He was looking at my chest. "so I guess we can leave that in the past." He smiled at me. I don't think he wanted to embarrass me. I started to think he wanted something else from me. He was looking at me like he was about to make a move.

"Thanks." I tried to sound sarcastic but it sounded more childish. He moved closer to me again. I could smell him. He smelled like fresh cut grass. Maybe it was just me but he smelled sweet. His face got really close to mine.

"Anytime." He wasn't being sarcastic. It seemed like he was about to kiss me. I couldn't help but notice how much I wanted him to. I had to say something so I said the first thing that came to mind.

"I don't know your name."

"Byron."

"Your age?"

"21"

"Your..." He cut me off.

"How about I ask you a question. Have you ever done anything wild? I mean the kind of wild where you heart races and you can't catch your breath?" He was so close our noses almost touched.

"I can't say that I have." I didn't know what to do. What if he actually kisses me? I wouldn't know how to respond. "I have to go." I turned around to leave but he stopped me.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He pushed me up against a near by tree. It didn't hurt but he was aggressive. I held my breath as he looked deep into my eyes like he was looking for something. He leaned in and tasted my lips. His body was pressed up against mine. I wasn't sure what to think but I knew that it felt good. He broke our kiss and he searched my face. I could have sworn he looked hungry. He kissed me again. This time it was a small kiss but he slowly started to go toward my neck. His hot kisses felt good on my neck. I felt myself get wet just from his kisses.

He sensed my body tense up at the sensation. He stopped and started to undo my shirt. He look at my eyes as he unbuttoned every single button going down. It was then that I realized what was happening. I tried pushing his hands away but he wouldn't stop.

"No we can't do this. Not here, not now."

He grabbed my hands and pushed them up against the tree. The look he gave me could have made me freeze in place. I couldn't have moved because he was holding me down but I stopped trying to. I became speechless.

"Listen. You're not allowed down this path. It's dangerous." I could hear the malice in his voice.

"If you get caught, Jim might not be to happy about that. In fact, he might feel the need to suspend you from the program. I suggest you do everything in your power to keep that a secret. Mommy and Daddy might be angry if they hear their little girl got on her knees in the middle of the woods for some boy." Before I could even register the information he pushed me down on my knees. He still had my arms in one hand and he bent down on his knee. He used the other hand to untie both his boots and use them to bind my hands behind the tree. The tree was small enough so he could get my hands around it but big enough not to be able to bend. One terrifying thought came to mind.

He had done this before

From his back pocket he pulled out a small switch blade.

"I can let you go if you do this right. If you don't...well, you better hope you can scream loud enough."

I was terrified into complete silence. I hated myself because in the back of my mind I knew I was enjoying this a little. I wanted to know what he would do next. He stood up and looked down at me. I looked attentively at him, trying to figure him out. He was so sweet to me when we first started talking. Something changed in him like an animal instinct.

There was complete silence in the woods except I was sure my heart was beating loud enough to echo. He grabbed my face with his strong hands. He wasn't hurting me but I didn't think that was going to last long. He ran his thumb along my lips. His finger was gentle. He then pushed his thumb in my mouth. He moved it slowly in and out. I ran my tongue along his thumb not knowing what to do. He was still looking down and me and I was still staring back at him. He smirked. "Good, now lets try some thing bigger." He pushed my face toward his crotch, rubbing my face into his erection. "Kiss it." He pushed me closer as I put my mouth on his bulge and kissed it just like he said. He pulled me back by my hair. He was assertive. I still kept quiet not wanting to upset him. He held me by my hair and used his other hand to unzip his jeans.

He pulled his hard cock out through his jeans. He pushed my face closer to it. He still had me by the hair. He held my face in place and rubbed his dick on my face just missing my mouth every time. He tried putting his massive cock in my mouth but I wouldn't open my mouth. I wanted to gain back some control. I thought better of it when he smacked my in the face with his cock. I opened wide and he inserted himself in my mouth. He didn't waste anytime as he jammed his penis down my throat. I didn't gag which was good because the last thing I needed was to upset him. I ran my tongue down his shaft as he pumped into my mouth. I did what I did with his thumb. He stopped midway through thrusting in and I swirled my tongue on the tip of his cock. It was huge and I didn't know how he fit that much in my mouth. I wasn't incredibly experienced to know the difference but his was unquestionably huge. He pumped harder and then he moved my face so his cock unloaded on my lips and chin. I felt his hot juices and I could feel myself getting wetter. He bent down towards my face. "Lick it all up you little slut. I don't want to see any more of my cum on your face. That's right swallow it all. I have more for you." I did as he said and I licked it all off my face. I could feel his warm cum go down my throat and it tasted as sweet as he smelled.

He pulled me up, my hands still tied behind the tree. My shirt was half unbuttoned from before and my bra was exposed. He pushed up against me again and unbuttoned the rest of my shirt. He left hot kisses trailing down my chest every button he opened. He unhooked my bra which unhooked from the front. He moved my bra out of the way and he bent down and took one of my rock hard nipples in his mouth. He grabbed my right breast into his hand and squeezed hard. He kept his grip as he massaged my breast. He flicked his tongue on my left nipple and pulled on it hard. I grunted in pain and he squeezed harder. He moved down leaving kisses from my breasts to my belly button. He kissed me on the lips, hard, as he undid my jeans. He pulled my jeans off, lifting my legs off the ground. He threw my jeans back near the trail. I held my breath as he examined me.

" Ever orgasm in the middle of the woods?"

I shook my head and he smirked.

"There's a first time for everything."

He rubbed his hand on my already soaking wet pussy.

"Your panties are drenched. I can make you cum. Do you want that? Do you want to cum?"

I thought this was my chance to stop this.

"No more, please, no more." I felt his hand come down on my face hard. It stung but I kept the tears from falling. The sting turned into a sensation I could only assume was pleasure. I have never felt like this before with a boy. With a man. I said what he wanted me to say.

"Yes Byron, make me cum." His hand immediately swung at me other cheek. I only felt pleasure this time. I didn't know what was wrong with me but his power over me made every touch, every kiss feel electrifying. I never knew what he was going to do next.

"Is that how we ask for things politely?" He stroked my hair but he still kept close to my body.

"Please Byron, please make me cum." I was begging him. He knew it and his face lit up with power.

He got down on one knee. He slowly took my panties off and threw them near my jeans. I stood there half naked. I liked the way it felt to be so vulnerable. He kept his eyes on me as he stood up. I could feel his breath on my neck. He pick up my leg and wrapped it around his waist. He guided himself into me and then he didn't waste any time ramming deep. I had no time to react before he was fully inside me. I don't know if it was because I was tied to the tree or if I just hadn't known how amazing sex could be but every single pump deep into my soaking pussy was electrified and felt beyond words. It didn't take long of his huge cock ramming me before I felt my body tense up. I shivered as I had my first orgasm. He knew what he was doing and he was right. He didn't lose concentration as he kept pumping. I felt his hot cum shoot out of him as he scratched my thigh in ecstasy.

He dropped my leg but kept his cock inside me. I felt his lips caress mine.

"You liked that didn't you? Of course you did, you little slut." He pulled out and fixed his pants. Not a single word was said. He was trying to catch his breath and I was speechless. He finally walked over to my jeans and panties. He grabbed them and threw them toward me. He walked back to me and he kissed me hard. As he was kissing me he reached back and untied my arms. I tried to move but he pushed me back against the tree.

"This isn't over. Not even close. I want you here every day at the same exact time. If you even think of being late or not showing up there will be consequences. I don't think you want to know what they are. Now you are going to get dressed and go to your bunk. Later you will get ready and go to dinner like everything is normal. If anyone asks where you were you are to tell them you were out for a walk by the cabins. Understand?"

"I-" He slapped again. This time it was harder.

"I said understand?"

"Yes Byron. What ever you say."

"Now walk your little slutty ass back to the camp. He slapped my ass hard as I started to go back.

He yelled to me as I was walking away. "I know you liked that skank. You will be craving me. I want to see love letters from you like those ones you sent my brother. " I heard him laugh as I walked out of site.

When I reached the camp I saw Lynn start toward me. "Roxy Hon, Where have you been?"

"Um, I was just out for a walk." She didn't say anything. I found myself smiling though. I think this summer will be the most amazing experience of my life.