Elyssa Sykora was pretty close to perfect - due, possibly, to genetic tampering from her evil scientist father. She had the body of a mudflap girl, the reflexes of a mongoose, and the brain of a Nobel Laureate. She could pick up skills in a week that would have taken most people a year to learn. She was good at everything.
Still, it did take her a little time to master something new. That's how she ended up losing the table tennis bet with Amy.
"So when you said you've played 'a bit here and there', what you meant was...?" Elyssa asked after Amy scored the winning point.
"What I meant was state championship. Was I not clear?" Amy replied smugly.
"Nice hustle," Elyssa admitted.
Amy and Elyssa had been enjoying an informal rivalry at survival camp. This was their first full day back at the barracks, after weeks out in the woods. Having already learned how to make shelter and trap game, they were now back, sleeping in real beds and using real toilets, while they learned more civilized skills such as digging wells and tanning hides.
"Okay, so what do I have to do?" Elyssa asked. The terms of the bet had been vague - just that the loser had to perform a dare issued by the winner.
"You have to... give a blowjob... to..." Amy began, drawing out her dare for dramatic effect. The other girls of the group, Miranda and Kelly, fidgeted eagerly with anticipation. Elyssa kept her cool. "Quinn!" Amy finally announced.
Elyssa shrugged her shoulders with frustration. "Come on, really?" she said. "You saw how hard I had to shut him down last week. If I give him mixed signals now, he will never understand 'no' from any girl he crushes on for the rest of his life!"
"Yeah, but he'll probably just stay fixated on you until you eventually kill him," Amy said.
"Judges ruling?" Elyssa asked, looking to Kelly and Miranda for a way out.
Kelly spoke up, "You just said a dare. This doesn't hurt anyone. It's not illegal. It's fair. As long as Quinn is willing, that is." Miranda shrugged in agreement.
Elyssa sighed as she thought through her problem, and then finally spoke. "Okay, I'll do it. I'll need a day or two to prepare. I'll give him the best blowjob of his life, but he won't know it's me doing it. If you guys promise to keep it a secret, I guarantee an interesting couple of days. Deal?"
"Well, I'm intrigued. You're on," Amy told her. Kelly and Miranda agreed as well.
The next day at dusk, Dr. Sykora's assistant showed up in a van, and wheeled a trunk out to the girls' cabin. "Elyssa," he said nervously, "you're sure your father will approve?"
"Relax, Moffet," Elyssa said, giving him a smile and a hair toss that she knew he couldn't resist. "Nobody loves a prank like Dad!" Moffet was still concerned, but like most men, he couldn't say no to her.
"What is all this stuff?" Miranda asked.
"Just wait - all will be made clear tonight," Elyssa said with a twinkle in her eye.
That night, the girls were all awakened by the sound of Elyssa unpacking and assembling her father's machine. When the lights came on, they saw three towers, like tall skinny speakers, arranged a few feet apart and facing inward. Each had a thick wire leading from it to a cube-shaped computer with a touch screen. An ordinary power cable connected it to the wall.
"If you girls are ready, in a minute I'm going to go over to the boys' cabin and fulfill my obligation." Elyssa said. "While I'm gone, don't touch anything."
"What does all this do?" Kelly asked, but Elyssa ignored her. Instead, she stripped off her sleeping clothes. All the girls stared. They had seen her naked before, of course, but this was the first time they had liberty to really look. Each girl, whether consciously or not, cataloged Elyssa's beauty, trying to find fault with it. Her shoulders were strong and smooth. The straight brown-black hair that draped over them was shiny and full of bounce. Her breasts were large and perky. Her waist was small, with a well-muscled abdomen. Her butt was heart-shaped and tight, and her legs were long and strong. The only fault the girls could find was one that they all shared: her pubic hair, normally immaculately groomed, showed weeks' worth of neglect.
Elyssa punched a button on the control panel, and then stepped between the pylons. She raised her arms at times and twirled around, as if she were taking a shower or receiving a spray tan. Slowly, the color of Elyssa's skin began to shift. At first she took on an algae-green tint, as her body stopped reflecting red light. Then, more and more, she became a translucent blue shadow. Within a minute, she was invisible.
"Holy crap," Kelly finally said.
"My dad's an inventor," Elyssa answered casually. "I've got to go - not sure how long this lasts. Someone set a stopwatch, okay?" The three girls watched as the door opened and closed, seemingly on its own.
The boys' cabin was a good deal more crowded than the girls', but the lights were out and nobody was stirring. Plenty of moonlight crept in through the windows, and numerous tiny LEDs indicated the charging status of their devices, so Elyssa had no trouble finding her way around. She found Quinn lying on his back in a bottom bunk. He subconsciously grasped at the covers as she peeled them away, but he didn't wake. Kneeling beside him, she stroked the underside of his scrotum through his boxers to try to get his attention. Failing that, she dug her hand inside his shorts and raked his balls lightly with her fingernail. That woke him instantly.
"Shh," Elyssa whispered to him. Although frightened, Quinn didn't make a sound even as he felt his boxers sliding down to his thighs, leaving his junk exposed. Some unseen force massaged his balls, coaxing an erection. When the unmistakable feeling of a hand squeezed his cock and slid its skin up and down, he reached out. Elyssa intercepted the confused boy's arm and, digging a thumb into a pressure point, immobilized it.
The feeling of warm wetness at the tip of his cock was like nothing Quinn had ever felt before. It felt cozy, comfortable, intimate. He was sure this must be the feeling of a woman's mouth - oral sex - but there was nobody there. He could see his dick, all alone, pointing skyward. He stammered.
"Shh," Elyssa coached him again, and Quinn fell silent. Now the warm wetness had a sense of movement to it, and pressure: a tongue. It was covering more of his cock, and moving up and down. No longer teasing, the magical force visiting him stimulated him with determination: it wanted him to come. There was suction, too. And the skin of his shaft was being slid up and down vigorously, with an occasional twist. At the same time, his balls were being rubbed and tugged. It was all just too much - way beyond any experience he had ever brought on himself. Quinn's cock exploded, pulsing out semen, over and over again. Even as the rush of orgasm hit him, Quinn could feel a mild ache in his abdomen, from his now-empty sex glands.
Elyssa caught herself just in time. Normally she would have swallowed her partner's come without a second thought, but this time she let it dribble down his pole, mixed with her spit. The semen inside her might be visible, she feared: what would it look like mingling with the invisible acids in from her stomach? She decided not to take the chance. She backed away and watched as Quinn took off his boxers and cleaned himself with them, with a panicked urgency.
All voices stopped when the door to the girls' dorm swung open and Elyssa returned.
"He's going to have a hell of a story to tell tomorrow," Elyssa said, sitting on her bed, while the rest of the girls scanned around for her with their eyes.
"What did you do?" Miranda asked, full of wonder.
"I sucked him off," Elyssa said with a touch of impatience. "I think it might have been his first blowjob - but it's not like we talked or anything."
Pressed for details, Elyssa went over the story as best she could. Slowly her image returned to her: first a bluish haze, then a dark blue silhouette, then opaque aqua skin, and finally her normal appearance.
"I'm going next," Amy announced.
"What do you mean?" Elyssa asked, withholding her approval.
"Tomorrow night, I'm going to use your machine and then go give Quinn another blowjob," Amy asserted. "Nobody says anything to the boys about any of this."
The next day at breakfast, Quinn was the center of attention.
"Ladies!" Larry said as Elyssa, Amy, Kelly, and Miranda approached. "Was your cabin by any chance visited by ghosts last night? Because Quinn said he got a terrific blowjob from a ghost last night, and we were wondering if you experienced the same thing."
"I never said it was a ghost!" Quinn objected. "I just said that something gave me a blowjob last night, and that I couldn't see it."
Elyssa responded: "Quinn, are you sure it wasn't just a wet dream? It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"No, I was awake, I'm sure of it!" Quinn insisted. "And when I tried to reach out to whatever it was, I couldn't. My arm suddenly went numb and limp."
Kelly chimed in: "But your dick stayed hard?" Quinn just shot her a frustrated look.
"No, I get it - I totally know what you're talking about," Amy said. "I was visited by a ghost last night, too. This was after the rest of you fell asleep," she added, looking around to the other girls. "Some translucent viking dude pounded by pussy for hours. He shot ghost come up into my cervix, and now I'm afraid that I'm going to give birth to little translucent babies!" All of the guys laughed riotously.
Miranda broke through the laughter with a sincere tone of voice aimed at Quinn. "Did you like it? I mean, whatever it was, was it good?"
Quinn seemed shocked by Miranda's seriousness. "Um, well, yeah. It was the best orgasm of my life."
That night, after a few hours of sleep, the girls woke up to Amy's alarm. "All right, do me," Amy told Elyssa as she stripped off her clothes and stepped between the pylons. Elyssa activate the machine.
"So what are you going to do?" Miranda asked with a touch of nervousness.
"I'm going to give Quinn a blowjob, of course!" Amy answered. "A better one," she added with a wink toward Elyssa.
"Are you sure you should do Quinn again? Wouldn't it make more sense to pick a different boy this time?" Miranda argued.
"No way!" Amy replied as she faded from sight. "Much better if everyone thinks he's crazy. Besides, he's already getting teased for this - he might as well keep getting the perks. Anyway, how can I prove that I'm better than Elyssa at this, too, if it's not the same guy?" Elyssa rolled her eyes.
"I guess," Miranda said.
"You like him!" Kelly accused Miranda. "You're into Quinn and you don't want some other girl sexing him up!"
"No!" Miranda said in a way that very obviously confirmed Kelly's suspicion.
Fully invisible, Amy bounded off through the door. "Don't wait up!" she said as she left.
A half hour later, the door burst open again, to the sound of Amy's cackling. "My god, Elyssa, your Dad has got to sell me one of these machines. This is too much fun! I'll give you like a gazillion dollars!"
"It went well, then?" Elyssa asked.
"Mission accomplished!" Amy said. The girls gathered around the invisible storyteller to hear the recap. "He wasn't in a bunk bed like you said, Elyssa - he was in a single bed off in the corner."
"I guess if you're a guy and you mysteriously spooge at night, nobody wants to be in the bunk above you," Kelly speculated.
"So yeah, I did everything," Amy continued. "I licked and sucked. I twisted his balls. I did the foreskin thing with my finger. He was so eager, it was hard to make it last. I was so tempted to snowball him when he came."
"But you didn't?" Kelly asked.
"Okay, so, right as he's coming in my mouth - but I'm not swallowing because I remember Elyssa's warning - I noticed that one of the other boys near by was watching," Amy explained. "His eyes were huge. I don't know what it looked like to him, but he was clearly astonished by what he had seen."
"So what did you do then?" Kelly pressed.
Amy's devilish smile went unseen. "I spit the come into my hand and threw it at him. Hit him right in the chin!"
"No way!" Miranda chimed in.
"When he got over the surprise, that guy went right over and started whispering with Quinn. I mean, Quinn hadn't even pulled up his shorts yet," Amy told the girls. "I wanted to stick around and listen, but I was worried that more of the boys might wake up and I might not be able to get away."
The next morning at breakfast, the gossip continued. "We solved the mystery," Larry told the girls. "It turns out it was just Russel who has been giving Quinn his midnight BJ's."
"No, I saw it!" Russel demanded. "It was the freakiest thing I've ever seen! Some outside force was definitely doing stuff to Quinn's dick!"
"Oh god, mass hysteria," Elyssa proclaimed.
"I'm telling you guys, there was an ghost woman or invisible nymph or something sucking him," Russel went on.
"Come on, were the lights on? How much could you have possibly seen?" One guy asked.
"I could see enough." Russel said. "Besides - after Quinn shot his load? The thing threw Quinn's come at me. I was like seven feet away and it hit me in the face!"
"Russel, be real - he probably just came in your face," Amy said. Giving Quinn a wink, she added, "That must be some cannon you've got there."
"So was it as good this time as before?" Kelly asked.
"Well, I mean, I guess so," Quinn answered. "Almost. This time it kind of seemed like she was trying to hurt me a little. But it was still great."
Oleg took on a ponderous tone of voice. "You said, 'she'. How do we know it was a woman? Couldn't it just as easily have been a male ghost? Or a male woodland faerie, sneaking in to make you his gay lover?"
Quinn got defensive. "It was a girl, okay? I could tell!"
"How could you tell?" Kelly asked.
"She... her... her lips felt feminine," Quinn said.
Over the course of the day, the boys decided that Quinn's visitor was probably a lonely gay sasquatch.
That night in the girls' cabin, Miranda made a proclamation. "I want to do it tonight - I want to be the one who blows Quinn."
Elyssa's face was sour. "I don't know," she said. "The boys will be on alert. The risk of getting caught is too high."
Amy came to Miranda's defense. "What's the worst that can happen? They capture her and she tells them who she is. Maybe she sucks a couple more dicks until she becomes visible, and then she comes back here. No biggy."
"No way," Elyssa insisted. "I trusted you guys with the secret of the machine, but there's no way I'm letting another dozen people know about it. If anyone goes tonight, they must not get caught."
Miranda's shoulders slumped in almost heartbreak-like disappointment. Elyssa reconsidered: "Okay, I'll got with you. You blow Quinn, and I'll protect you. But I'll need to do some recon first." Miranda clapped and bounced with glee.
"Why don't we all go?" Amy asked. "We'll give Quinn some tits to play with this time, so he knows it's not a gay sasquatch." Kelly nodded in approval.
Elyssa said, "Okay, but this is the last time. Nobody gets caught, nobody tells anyone, and we pack up the machine forever. Deal?" The girls all nodded, one by one, as they met Elyssa's gaze.
Late in the night, Elyssa got ready for her recon trip. She took off her t-shirt and underwear like she had before, but this time, before stepping between the pylons, she taped a small leather pouch to her thigh, like a holster.
"What's that?" Miranda asked.
"Lockpicks," Elyssa replied.
"Wait, we can bring stuff with us?" Amy asked with surprise. "Why have we been stripping?"
Elyssa answered, "Fabric is a problem for the machine - something about interference patterns caused by the weave of the threads. Leather and steel should be fine." She activated the machine.
"Man!" Amy exclaimed. "If I had known that, I would have brought my bullwhip!"
"You girls go ahead and use the machine, while I scout the cabin. The machine's all set up - just press the big red button. Don't leave here until I come back and we make a plan."
Elyssa left while the remaining girls prepared. Miranda had, the other girls noticed, found the time that day to shave her pussy completely smooth.
Elyssa returned with a plan: "The two main doors are booby-trapped with stacked cans. Trying to open them will wake up the whole cabin. But I picked the lock on the outer storage room door, so we'll get in and out that way. I shut off the electricity, but the boys will have flashlights and cell phones, and they'll try to take video. Again, nobody gets caught. Once we're inside, Miranda gets to work on Quinn's cock while Kelly and Amy shove your tits in his face or whatever. My job is to make sure none of the boys get too close. If anyone makes this sound, stop what you're doing immediately and exit." Elyssa made a series of clicking noises with her tongue. "Don't come straight back to our cabin - make sure you're not followed and not leaving a trail, first."
"Form up on the door. Everybody hold hands until we're inside the boys' cabin," Elyssa said, and then the girls crept along like naked ninjas.
Things started very much according to plan. Quinn woke up as his blanket was pulled away from him, but didn't move or make a sound. He closed his eyes as his soft cock surrendered to Miranda's warm wet mouth; but then opened them again as another set of lips kissed his, and a tongue invaded his mouth. His cock was fully hard when a third mouth joined in and sucked his nipple, causing his whole body to tense up.
The mouth kissing Quinn's disappeared, to be replaced by the unmistakable smothering feeling of boob-flesh. Instinctively, his lips found a nipple and sucked at it gently. As he did, he heard a slight gasp over his head.
Quinn didn't have time to think about the gasp, or the nipple, or even the gooey flesh tunnel that he now found two of his fingers inside. The blowjob had stopped, and now there was movement on the bed, beside him and above him. Miranda's weight was on top of him - at first over his thighs, but moving forward. Quinn's cock was pushed against his belly, reluctantly, as Miranda crawled forward on top of him, while other mysterious body parts sought attention from the rest of his body. Finally, Quinn's cock was no longer being pushed uncomfortably flat against his body; now it was being positioned - aimed - between the folds of invisible labia. Quinn moaned uncontrollably as Miranda shifted her body, and Quinn's cock was swallowed by a tight warm sheath of slick wet pussy flesh.
Elyssa, standing guard near the bed, was worried that Quinn's moan would wake the other campers, but none of them stirred. Soon, however, the bed began squeaking and thudding, and one by one the boys of the cabin opened their eyes and turned their attention to Quinn's bunk.
Quinn stared at his dick, its head squishing and skin stretching with every thrust of the woman on top of him. This had to be a woman - the flesh gripping and rubbing his cock had to be a pussy. It felt so right - it felt like what he was made for. Even as his fingers probed another vagina and his tongue licked the areola in his face, he was fixed on the invisible woman on top of him. This was sex, somehow.
Several of the boys from the far side of the room were creeping closer, but none dared, so far, to get too close. They all were astonished, and based on the bulges in their shorts, many were aroused.
Miranda let out a tiny, "Mmm," followed by a heavy breath. After a few more thrusts onto the handsome boy's cock - her crush's cock - she gave up on being silent. Miranda whimpered as the rhythmic intrusion into her pussy pushed her excitement higher and higher.
"Oh god!" Quinn muttered. He soon felt his face covered with another invisible dripping pussy.
The rest of the boys watched on in amazement. As the bed creaked and thumped louder and faster, and a girl's voice moaned in ecstasy, not a single spectator could deny that something was on that bed with Quinn, fucking him.
Oleg moved in for a closer look, but immediately found himself thrown to the ground by an unknown force. Another boy approached, slowly and in a fighting stance, but he too was thrown to the ground, with enough force to discourage any others from trying. Larry turned on his phone and pointed it at the paranormal copulation, only to find his arm go numb and the phone drop to the ground.
Miranda whimpered unabashedly now, like a stray dog starved for attention. Quinn's cock moved this way and that, a piston in the unseen machinery of Miranda's cunt. His moans were muffled by Amy's twat in his face. Under normal circumstances, perhaps, he would have had the presence of mind to lick her, but Quinn's brain and body were overwhelmed. "Aaahhh!" Miranda cried as she came, and her pussy squeezed its counterpart lovingly. Quinn's own orgasm came immediately after and he splattered gob after gob of semen against the invisible walls inside Miranda's womb.
More boys had gotten their phones out to record the incident - more than Elyssa could deal with - so as soon as the lovers were done, she gave the retreat signal. The boys heard the soft patter of footsteps toward the store room, and in the faint light saw a hip-high glistening of come float through the air. Two boys tried to follow the autonomous semen out into the woods, but they lost sight of it when they found themselves mysteriously forced face-down into the mud.
Nobody teased Quinn after that day. He and Miranda did become close in the remaining days of camp: her strange acceptance of and curiosity about his bizarre experience gave them something to bond over. They decided to try a long distance relationship when the summer was over. Elyssa was just glad that Quinn was no longer interested in her.