{ASST} Something_To_Remember {Mr_Ed} bg, exhib, anal, group

Disclaimer:
This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or 
purpose other than to entertain.  It should not be 
read by any minor, for it is not intended as an 
instructional manual in sex.  If the idea of underage 
sex bothers you, do not read any further.


Something To Remember

By:  Mr. Ed

 "Since this is our last day at camp and we have to go 
back home to our old lives, what special thing are we 
going to do so we have something to remember?" asked 
Susan.

She was there with eleven other of the friends she had 
made during the three weeks they stayed at the camp, 
while the main body of the camp goers were still in 
the hall listening to speeches about how everybody had 
done this or that.  Nobody in there and in this group 
of friends wanted to hear about any of that for they 
already did it...why talk about it?

"If I could think of something I'd do it right now," 
said Karen, a girl about Susan's age she had become 
friends with.

"How many of you want to do something that is really 
bad?" asked Susan.  A lot of them put up their hands, 
but not everybody.

"We need to have an idea of what before we can vote on 
something like that, Susan," said Bruce, the guy she 
really liked.

"How about all of us, eight girls and four boys, all 
go someplace and get undressed together?" suggested 
Susan.

"First of all," said  Bruce, "where would we go, and 
second, I don't think everybody would be brave enough 
to take everything off, as nice as it would be to see 
you girls that way."

"Nobody would find us in the boat house, up stairs," 
stated Susan.

"So who would be brave enough to take off all their 
clothes?" asked Bruce.

One after the other hands went up.  Soon there were 
eight hands up, then nine, and then ten.  Susan and 
Bruce looked at each other, and they raised their 
hands at the same time.  It was unanimous, they all 
agreed to do it.

There followed a mad dash, and a mini race to get to 
the boathouse, and getting inside was easy.  Then it 
was up the stairs to the unused upper floor.

"Okay, Susan.  This was your idea, and we have the 
place to do it.  Now, how do we go about doing it?  
All at once or hiding first, the guys away from the 
girls or just how?"

"Why don't I get undressed first?" suggested Susan.  
"When I'm naked, then everybody else can get undressed 
since they won't be alone then."

"You're going to get undressed in front of all of us?" 
asked Bruce.

"That's what I said," she responded.

"Everybody if favour of Susan stripping first, raise 
your hands," he said.  It was everybody with hands 
high in the air, and Susan stood up to go and stand 
right in the middle.  The first thing she did was to 
undo her blouse buttons.  She did not open it, 
however, but reached under her skirt to pull her 
panties down and then off.  Then she undid her skirt, 
slipped her blouse off her shoulders, and then with 
one swift move, removed them both.  Susan was standing 
naked in front of seven girls and four boys, all of 
which were staring at her.  Very slowly, she turned 
around until she had returned to where she had 
started.

"You look fantastic, Susan," offered Bruce as he stood 
and undid his shirt.  "That was about the bravest 
thing I've ever seen anybody do."

As Bruce was removing his pants, others had started to 
remove their clothing and by the time everyone's 
attention was focused on his very erect penis, at 
least three other girls were showing bare chests along 
with a couple of the other guys.

With the attention of others diverted by their own 
exposure and others near them, Bruce was able to say 
to Susan, "I'd like to get closer to you if you 
wouldn't object."

"It's you that I wanted to have see me," she said.  
"Come touch me all you want, especially with that nice 
long penis you've got."

When he was close enough, Susan reached out and took 
hold of his penis, pushed it down like a lever, and 
brought herself up close enough so it was pressing 
hard up against her naked and hairless vulva.  As she 
gently handled his shaft and moved herself ever so 
little on the end of it, Bruce reached up and took 
hold of her two breasts and began to kneed them.  Both 
of them were aware of everybody else now being naked, 
but other than to take a brief look they paid 
attention mainly to each other.

Susan pulled away from Bruce so his penis sprang up 
and then turned her back to him.  Once again she 
pressed up against him, with his penis now pressed 
against the slot of her bum.  Reaching around front, 
he took back the hand hold he had on her breasts as 
she leaned back against his chest.

"I think I'm going to really give you something to 
remember, Bruce," she whispered to him just before she 
kissed his lips.  Her hand went between them, took 
hold of his penis and she pushed it down again, this 
time until she felt it at the entrance to her ass.  
Bruce pushed a little and so did Susan, and it was 
without doubt about an inch up inside of her anus.

"There is no way I could forget this for as long as I 
live, Susan," he told her.

"Do you like playing with my body, Bruce?" she asked.

"The best thing that's ever happened to me," he 
replied.

"Let's see if it can go in more," she suggested.

Susan leaned forward a little, and Bruce pressed 
against her asshole with immediate success.  It went 
in slowly, and kept going until there was no more 
space between them.  He couldn't have gone deeper in 
that position for her bum was pressed tight to his 
belly and his shaft was well up inside of her rectum.

Leaning back against his chest once again, he took one 
hand to slide down over her belly and between her legs 
at the front.  Not only was he inside her bum, he had 
one breast in hand, and was exploring her vulva with 
his other hand.  Susan climaxed as it happened, and he 
held her tighter when he realized what she was 
feeling.

Somebody called out, "Bruce is fucking Susan's 
asshole!"  Suddenly everyone was paying attention to 
what they were doing, and crowded around them in as 
tight a circle as they could form.

"Give it to her, Bruce," called out one of the guys.  
"Give her a fucking!"

"You can if you want, Bruce," she said quietly to him.  
"Let them see me get a fucking up my asshole from my 
favourite guy."

Out of somewhere appeared a chair that the back had 
broken off.  When it was placed in front of Susan, she 
and Bruce moved together do kneel on the floor, and 
then she leaned over it.  Bruce looked at how his 
penis was inside her, watched it pull back partway and 
then return into her naked body.  He watched the next 
pump, and then closed his eyes for the next several.  
With deliberate force he was fucking her asshole, and 
everyone of the other ten guys was watching her get it 
from him.  Under those conditions, he could not last 
very long, and was shooting his semen up into her bum 
seconds later.

While nobody else was prepared to engage in any 
fucking, they certainly did loosen up about physical 
contact after that.  Sometime in the next forty 
minutes, every girl had hold of four different erect 
penises, and had been felt up by all four of the guys 
as well.  Several of the girls, although not all, had 
their assholes explored with some guys' finger, and 
there were even a few that had their butts marked by 
the hand that slapped her bare bum.

Finally the girls all knelt in a curved line on the 
floor and each guy came along in turn to all eight 
girls to have their cock sucked for a moment by each 
girl.  When the first guy climaxed and everyone saw 
his seed shoot out onto the floor, the other three 
pumped their own until they too had a climax for the 
others to see.

Thanks to Susan's brazen action, when they left the 
camp the next day they did have a memory they would 
carry with them for years, if not for a lifetime.  It 
would be during the winter that Susan and Bruce 
managed to arrange to meet again, and as a Christmas 
gift, Susan gave him her virginity.  Both knew they 
would be together in some way again even if it was not 
for a few years.  Even if they did not marry each 
other, it was accepted that they would meet again even 
if it was to cheat on their partners.  There was 
something about the pure sensual contact that made 
them want to repeat it often, or at least as often as 
circumstances allowed.