I apologize to my readers for stretching this story as long as I have. This will sadly be my final update to Alex's tale. I apologize again if it reads less edited than my past entries. I hope you enjoy and find some semblance of closure.
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King of the Campsite
Alex ducked into his tent under strict instruction to get dressed, something that felt oddly out of place given the day's events. His sister Lily had ordered the campers to wear exactly six articles of clothing and report back to the fire pit for a game. Alex could only imagine what the girls had in store, but was more than happy to play along with their charade. He stepped into two pairs of form-fitting undies, both items he'd ordered recently at the behest of Carrie, his partner and former mentor in all things sexy. He added a pair of shorts, a pair of sandals, and a baseball cap for good measure before stepping back outside shirtless.
The day had been scorching hot, with temperatures reaching the triple digits, and even as the sun set behind the snow-capped peaks lining the western horizon, the air remained a comfortably warm temperature. A large fire crackled in the middle of the lakeside campsite, flashing amber light and flickering shadows across the two large dome tents and kitchen pavilion that were erected earlier in the afternoon. Six stout logs lay arranged in a hexagon ringing the blaze. Three young women sat atop one, waiting patiently for the game to begin: Sam, Sonya, and Casey, all wearing more clothes than they had since their arrival. As Alex sat between his sister and her redheaded friend, the remaining two campers joined the circle: his elder sister Lily and Casey's other friend, little Brittany. More than one smile was directed his way as his companions admired his topless form and made themselves ready for the festivities to come.
"Okay everyone, spread out please," Lily instructed. "The first rule is that there is no funny business allowed unless it's part of the game." A series of groans and boos broke out, mostly from Sam and Sonya, while the girls fanned out and circled the fire, one to a log.
Lily set a shoebox onto the sandy ground and opened the lid, pulling out a deck of hand-written cards and a piece of paper. She stood after closing the box, her tanned and toned legs shimmering in the firelight, and addressed her friends and siblings. "The first order of business is to vote on a king or queen who will be the ruler..."
Sam interrupted, shouting, "I vote for Alex!"
"Here, here!" yelled Sonya and the rest of the girls followed, showing their support by shouting or clapping their hands.
"I figured as much," Lily said. "Alright, Alex, you are the king."
"Long live the king!" cried Brittany in her squeaky voice, getting into the mood with obvious excitement. The girls laughed and cheered in response.
"Your job is to punish cheaters and judge if there is a dispute," Lily said. Alex nodded, folding his hands in his lap and crossing his legs, awaiting further instruction. Lily handed him the deck and said, "Without looking, choose one card for each article of clothing we're wearing."
"Alright, so thirty-six?" Lily nodded and Alex shuffled the deck and counted out the correct number of cards before handing the two stacks back to his sister.
Lily traded him a piece of paper and said, "This describes what each card means. You also have to make sure everyone finishes their task."
Alex chuckled, "Alright." He set the paper down without reading it.
Lily continued addressing the crowd. "The rules are simple. We take turns drawing a card and then you must do as it instructs. If you can't do what the card says, draw another one. You may do more than the card says, but not less. There are no time limits; you may take as long as you wish to complete your...assignment." Lily smirked and then said, "Whoever orgasmed last goes first."
The girls all broke out in laughter and pointed at Alex. He held out his hand and accepted the deck from Lily, knowing full well that everyone was aware of what had happened less than an hour ago at their neighboring campsite. He drew a card and it read it aloud: "All strip." Referring to the cheat sheet, Alex added, "Everyone takes off one piece of clothing."
Alex tossed his hat aside and watched the other girls remove a shoe or sandal, except for Sam who lifted off her tank top to reveal two perky nipples jutting from the center of her petite breasts. She rubbed her hands over her chest and winked at Alex, flicking her fingertips over her hardened peaks.
Alex stretched to his right and handed the deck to Sonya. She took a card and shouted, "Lick! I can figure out what that means." She walked to Sam and knelt in front of her, wrapping her hands around the short-haired brunette's narrow ribcage, holding her thumbs just under the eager girl's two small mounds. Leaning in, she took one of Sam's pointed tips in her mouth and slurped noisily. Sam squealed and barked out a laugh as Sonya switched sides and pulled a nipple into her mouth with force, nibbling with her incisors and causing Sam to gasp loudly in pain and pleasure. She continued drawing her tongue across Sam's shallow chest, diving between her breasts and trailing down her flat stomach, circling her belly button before sliding back up her body and giving each pointed crest one last noisy kiss.
Sonya stood and held out the deck to Sam. "Your turn!" she said with a nod and toothy grin.
Sam drew a card and her face twisted into a smirk. "Object!" she shouted over the fire.
Alex referred to the explanation sheet and then stood and walked to the shoebox Lily had placed inside the circle. He flipped back the lid and grinned; an array of toys filled the container to its brim. Rifling through the erotic assortment, he spotted several devices he recognized from Lily's collection, along with a variety of new silicone probes of various sizes and a few more interesting contraptions he did not recognize. He hunted for something Sam would enjoy but couldn't find precisely what he was looking for. There was a chrome teardrop plug, but he wanted something different, albeit intended for the same purpose.
"I'll be right back," Alex said and sprinted off to his tent. Inside, he reached into his duffle and found the surprises he'd packed that afternoon; gifts from Jenny's store he'd brought on a fortuitous whim. He'd specifically selected a few things for Sam, knowing her proclivities and hoping to expand her repertoire. His hand brushed something soft and smooth with rounded bumps separated by deep ridges. Pulling it out, Alex held it up and smiled, then bolted back to the gathering.
Alex slowed once he entered the circle of logs and strolled up to Sam. "For you," he said, holding the pink jelly toy out to her. "Or for someone else, if you want, but I think I'd rather see you try first," he added with a smirk.
Sam's eyes lit up. "Am I allowed to have help?" she said demurely, clearly taken aback by his surprise gift.
Alex looked over her shoulder and flashed Lily a questioning glance. She shrugged and said, "You're the king."
Sam clapped and bounced on her seat, jostling her erect nipples as she beamed up at Alex. Standing, she untied her shorts and pulled down several layers of clothing revealing the broad gap between her thighs, topped by a narrow dark strip of recently-manicured fuzz. Firelight bounced off the narrow pink folds that just escaped her puffy lips and betrayed her arousal as they glistened in the flickering orange glow that illuminated her naked body. She turned and presented her most admirable feature; two perfectly pert and rounded orbs that were lit to perfection and stood out in sharp contrast with the darkness that enveloped the campsite.
Alex felt a tap on his shoulder and glanced over to see Lily holding a bottle of clear viscous fluid next to his cheek. He grabbed it gave her a wink before setting it down and twisting it into the sand, taking care not to soil the cap. Leaning in, Alex kissed Sam's perfect backside and nuzzled his face into her cleft. She cooed and then let out a gasp as he drew his tongue between her dark crease, flitting over her tightly puckered hole. Sam bent down and spread her feet while Alex hefted the soft toy and gave it a closer examination. Its end was conical with a rounded tip that flared out to an inch in diameter. Two round orbs sat below it, gradually increasing in size before ending in a narrow flexible shaft that connected to a long arc of pink jelly-like plastic meant to safely hold the device in place. In all, it was about four inches in length; not too big and not too small, though it certainly would prove more of a challenge than Sam's favored bejeweled teardrop.