I was sitting around the rented cabin bored to death while my father reminisced about old times with his parents. We lived all the way across the country from the St Lawrence River and the Thousand Islands camping area. The flight across the country was a real treat and so was the first week at my grand parent's house. Now I didn't have a lot to do but go fishing. With me in the little rented boat it was just a little too crowded for my peace of mind. I was basically alone in a strange place with no friends. There were more relatives gathered at the campgrounds than my grand parents and mine. My Aunt and Uncle were there too, in the next cabin. So were the Wallace's. They were friends of my mom and dad back when they were in College. Claire, their 12 year old daughter was the only other non-adult there. They were camping in a big tent a little way down the trail instead of a cabin like the rest of us. Being 15 myself I was not at all thrilled when Claire started hanging around me. The girl had no tits as far as I could tell judging from the baggy clothes she wore. I'd been fortunate to give her the slip more than a few times.

I'd been exploring the little roads that wound throughout the campgrounds when I discovered a little store in the campgrounds. That was where the kids my age liked to hang out. My hopes soared when I first walked in there and saw at least five pairs of kids making out at the tables inside. The jukebox was playing California Dreami'n by the Momma's and the Poppa's, which had just recently been released. I walked over to the jukebox and scanned the titles, pleased at all the cool tunes.

I heard a girl's voice over my shoulder. "Hey, you got a quarter for the machine?"

When I turned, my eyes feasted upon a bikini-clad beauty about my age. She had jet-black hair and a body that wouldn't quit. The girl was decked out in a little blue bikini that really showed off her body.

"Uh, not with me. I can get some money though. Looks like they got some great stuff in here!"

"Yeah! They even got The Doors. They're my favorite!"

"Cool, My name's Larry. What's yours?"

"Carla, you just get here Larry? I haven't seen you around before."

"I've been here about three days. What about you Carla?"

"Two whole weeks! I'm about out of my mind with boredom! My dad won't give any more money. He says it's cause I spend it too fast in here, but there's nothing else to do except go to the beach. That's a pretty cool place, but I can only swim so long before I get water logged. I swear I think I'm gonna go home looking like a prune!"

"There's a beach? Where?"

"Boy you really are new, aren't you Larry! Tell you what, you go and get some money and I'll show you the beach after you treat me to a burger and a coke okay?"

I looked up at the menu above the order window, wincing a little inwardly at how much money it was going to take to buy the both of us a burger and a drink. Judging from Carla's hot little body, it would be worth every penny.

"Where ya from Larry? I'm from Albany. My mom and dad drag me here every summer."

"Arizona. We flew here to see my grand parents."

"Wow Really? Are there really Indians and cactus in Arizona like in the movies?"

"Yeah, but the Indians dress more or less like we do."

"Oh, okay. So are you gonna go and get some money so we can eat?"

"Yeah, I'll be right back. Do you want to walk with me maybe Carla? It might be better than sitting here with nothing to do."

"Naw, I better not, but I'll still be here when you get back."

I told her okay then practically ran back to my cabin. When I opened the door. I was slightly breathless, but the sight before me filled me with dread. The Wallace's were there along with Carla. Her face brightened when she saw me come in.

My mom said, "There you are Larry! Claire was looking for you! Where did you run off to anyway?"

"I was just walking around, exploring the campgrounds. Hey mom, can I have some money? I found a little store where some kids hang out. They got burgers and all kinds of cool stuff there."

"How much do you need honey?" my mom asked while reaching for her purse.

"Uh, can I have five dollars?"

"That's quite a bit for just one hamburger Larry. What's going on?"

"MOM!"

She just looked at me with the money I desperately wanted in her hand. It was clear that I wasn't going to get it until I fessed up.

"I met a girl there, we were gonna get something to eat then she's going to show me where the beach is."

"I see. Would it be too much to ask if you take Claire with you?"

There it was! The word's I'd been dreading ever since I came into the cabin and saw Claire and her parents there. I saw my chances for getting at least a short-term girlfriend flying out the window. I knew that I had no choice but to say yes to my mom. Not only did I have to say yes, but I had to be cordial to Claire, at least in front of everyone.

I turned to Claire and forced a smile. "You want to come along Claire?"

She beamed at me. "Cool! Are there any kids my age there Larry?"

"Uh, Maybe. I wasn't looking at the younger kids. Yeah, come to think of it there was a few there."

Claire's mother reached for her purse. "Looks like you'll need some money too honey."

She pulled some bills out of her purse and counted four singles and gave them to her daughter, then looked at me.

"We've got a dinner planned here about 6:00 this evening. Make sure you kids get back here by then, that'll leave plenty of time to go swimming if you want to. Claire, You better stop by our camp and put on your suit if you're gonna go swimming. Make sure you wait a little while after you eat so you don't get cramps, okay sweetie?"

"Okay Mom. Is it okay if we stop by and get my swimsuit Larry?"

"Sure Claire, it's on the way anyway. I guess I'll need to get my suit too, hang on."

I went outside to the pup tent that I'd set up by the cabin. That was one cool thing about the living arrangements here. It was a two-bedroom cabin and my parents and grandparents occupied both of them. I'd spent the last couple of nights choking my chicken while watching the family partying at the campfire across the way. There were a couple of younger girls there about 8 and 10 years of age. I could see the outline of their bodies through the fabric of the tent as they changed into their nightclothes with a lantern for light. One time I'd caught a glimpse of them putting on their swimsuits through the zipped down window flap.

I'd sprung a boner while thinking about the two little bald pussies that I had seen momentarily. I stroked it a few times and briefly considered taking care of it, but time was of the essence. Fortunately my tee shirt covered the tent my cock made. I slipped on my sneakers then unzipped the door to go back inside the cabin.

As I rounded the corner of my tent I was surprised to see Claire standing a few feet away. Her face was flushed and her lips were tightly closed. I glanced towards my open window flap and realized that Claire had gotten the same inadvertent show I'd gotten from the little girls across the way.

I frowned at her, my tone even and low. "Doing a little spying on me Claire? I hope you enjoyed yourself."

"I didn't mean to Larry! I thought you'd be ready so I came out to look for you. Your window was open!"

"I take it you saw what I was doing then?"

Her look turned a little confused. "I guess so. I won't tell anyone, honest!"

"My parents already know Claire. As a matter of fact my Dad more or less told me that about every teenage boy does it. I just wonder what your dad or mom will do when I tell them you're a peeping Tomasina?"

"A what?"

"A female peeping tom Claire! I told you that I'd be right back didn't I? Come on, admit you purposefully spied on me and I'll go easy on you!"

Claire's upper lip quivered. "No Larry, it was an accident! They'll kill me if you tell on me."

I cussed at myself inwardly for going so hard on her. I realized that she was as innocent as she looked.

"Don't worry Claire. I was just jerking your chain. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

Claire looked both relieved and ashamed. She put her hands in her pockets and looked at the ground. "I'm sorry Larry, now you hate me."

Moving over to her, I hooked my arm through hers and guided her into walking with me. After we reached the road I put my hand in the middle of her back.

"I'm not mad at you Claire!"

"But you don't like me, I know that."

"What makes you think that?"

"Cause you're always trying to get rid of me. I guess I'm not mature enough for you."

She really hit the nail on the head with her last statement. Claire would be into holding hands and maybe a kiss or two. At 15 I was no longer a virgin. I was well past that stage.

"Maybe you'll find a boy at the store that's more your age Claire. It's not that I don't think you're cute. I just don't want to get into trouble."

"Why would you get into trouble Larry?"

I laughed, "Well, you just confirmed my first impression of you Claire. Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"Yes! As a matter of fact I just broke up with my last boyfriend!"

"How far did you let your boyfriend go?"

"That's none of your business!"

"Yeah, you're right."

We walked in silence for a bit. Claire was deep in thought.

Finally she said, "All Josh wanted was to get into my pants. When I saw him at school kissing one of the girls with a reputation, I told him to forget it."

"I see. Maybe one day you'll understand why most boys are like that. Did Josh try anything else?"

"Like what? There IS nothing else! Why is it that a guy can only think of one thing anyway?"

"How old was Josh anyway Claire?"

"He's 13."

"And what about you Claire?"

"13.....in three more months."

"I'm almost 16 Claire! Don't you think I want more than just holding hands and kissing? Don't get me wrong though, there's a whole number of other ways to keep me satisfied besides having actual sex. Maybe in a year or so you'll find a boy who knows a little more about what he wants than Josh."

"You mean like putting it in my mouth? NO WAY!"

I chuckled at her remark, but kept my comments to myself.

"Have you ever had that done to you Larry?"

"It works both ways Claire, but to answer your question, yes I have. Other things too."

"Like what?"

"Come on Claire! Don't tell me you haven't heard about it from other kids!"

"I'm sorry Larry, it's just that I'd never talked about stuff like that with a boy. Girl's that have done it don't hang around with my friends."

"Well, just remember some guys can be trusted Claire. You don't need to go all the way in order to get your jollies. Most guys are satisfied with a hand job, for a while anyway."

Claire pressed her lips together tightly, casting sideways glances at me occasionally. When we reached her tent she asked me to wait, then went inside to change. The window to her tent was zipped down to let the fresh air inside just like mine. I watched her rummage through a suitcase then retrieve a two piece suit. She walked over to the far side and zipped up the window, then went up to the window next to me. Through the mosquito mesh Claire looked out to see me watching her. She stopped for a second looking at me, then zipped up both sides, blocking my view. I turned away, telling myself that I'd been right about her. To my surprise I heard a zipper noise. When I turned back I was surprised to see that Claire had unzipped one side of the window back down, giving me a little triangular window to watch as she changed into her bikini. She didn't give me much to see, just her bare back and butt, once briefly a hint of breast from the side. It was enough to peak my interest.

Claire blushed as she exited her tent. She had put on a tee shirt over her bikini. We left her little show unmentioned and walked in silence the short distance to the store.

I looked around once I was inside, finally seeing Carla at a table with another girl. She hadn't seen me as of yet so I took a moment to check her and the girl she was sitting with out. Carla was sitting with her back towards me while her friend faced my direction. Carla's jet-black hair hung well past her shoulders, but not low enough to cover the bow tie that held her bikini top together. I was a real sucker for bikinis like hers. One gentle pull and her bikini top would be loose. Her back gently curved into her well-shaped hips. The rest of her was obscured by the bench seat except for her legs, which looked every bit as nice as the rest of her was. Carla's friend looked a little older. She had dishwater blonde hair with a plain face and rather large nose. She wore a single piece suit that hugged her smallish breasts tightly. I could see the protrusion of her nipples through the tightly stretched cloth. She looked at me, then tapped Carla on her arm. Carla turned and smiled when she saw me. She waved me over to her table. Claire followed behind me.

After directing Claire to the other side of the table I sat beside Carla.

"I'm back Carla. Sorry it took so long."

"That's okay Larry, this is a friend of mine who lives around here."

She pointed to the girl across the table who was busy eyeing Claire as she sat beside her.

"Larry, this is Jennifer. She lives around here. Is this your sister?"

"Naw. This is Claire. Her mom and dad are friends of my parents. Claire wanted to see where the beach is so she came along with me."

Much to my surprise both Carla and Jennifer took a great interest in Claire. We pooled our money and ate our hamburgers while chatting. I learned that Jennifer was 18 and had her own car. She lived in the town that was just a little ways away from the campgrounds. Jennifer broke out a pack of smokes and we all had one. Poor Claire was desperately trying to fit in with us and started coughing on hers. Jennifer patted and rubbed her back, telling her that it was okay to put her cigarette out if she didn't like it. Claire was grateful for the kind words and I was grateful that someone was paying attention to the girl. That allowed me to make slow headway with Carla.

When we finished eating, the four of us headed towards the beach. A few minutes down the road, Jennifer drug us away from the road to a secluded spot where she produced a joint.

By the look on Claire's face, I was amazed that Jennifer talked her into trying pot smoking. It had been a while for me and I copped a really good buzz. Claire got a little too silly but so did Carla. I began to wonder why Jennifer was paying so much attention to Claire. She kept touching her as she talked, even hugging her occasionally. One good thing about the pot was that it made Carla a whole lot more open to my advances. By the time we reached the beach I had my arm around her, enjoying the soft presence of the side of her breast pressed against my side.

Carla and I frolicked in the water and eventually lost the other two girls. Several times Carla felt my erection press against her as we flirted and wrestled with each other in the water.

I asked Carla. "Come on, let's go somewhere where we can be alone!"

"Oh! I know what you want to do baby but unless you have a rubber I'm not going there, besides there isn't any place that's private!"

"There's gotta be a good place around here somewhere Carla. What about the place where we smoked the weed?"

"You have a rubber?"

"I've got something a lot better than that baby. I've got a tongue that desperately wants a taste of you!"

"Oh you nasty boy! I know what you want! You're gonna get me so horny that I cant say no, then I'll end up preggers!"

"Naw! All I need is a hand job and I'll be satisfied."

I took Carla's hand and placed it on the bulge in my trunks. "I'm about to go crazy Carla. It's only been about a week since I left Arizona. I'll make you come your brains out!"

Carla squeezed my crank. "Tell you what Larry. I've always heard that sperm floats, what about if I see whether what I hear is right, okay?"

"You mean right here Carla? We got people swimming all around us!"

There was no way I was going to argue with a girl that had her hand gently squeezing and working up and down on my prick. When she pulled my suit down to my knees and grabbed my naked cock I was fully under her control. Carla smiled sexily to me while she flagellated my rock hard cock.

"Maybe later we can get together Larry, there's a lot more places to hide in the dark. God you got a stiff one Larry! I bet you're gonna really blow a big one if it's been a whole week!"

"Hey you guys, there you are!" Claire yelled out from a few yards away.

"Shit!" I muttered as I started reaching down to pull my trunks up.

"Stay cool Larry. She can't see anything. Besides, Jennifer will keep her occupied. Here she comes now. It's too deep for Claire to touch bottom out here anyway."

Claire asked, "Whatcha doi'n all the way out here in the deep water?"

Carla picked up the speed of her hand as it was pulling on my crank. She looked at Claire. "We'll go back to the shallows in a little bit Claire. I was just telling something private to Larry."

Jennifer came up to Claire. "Is it too deep to touch bottom honey? Here I'll hold you up okay?"

"Carla's telling something private to Larry. Jennifer. I guess we better leave them alone."

Jennifer grabbed Claire and held her up against her body. Both girls were facing us. Carla cupped my balls with her other hand while her other hand feverishly hammered my meat.

Jennifer whispered into Claire's ear. "Don't you know what they're doing baby girl?"

"No?"

"Look closely honey, see how Carla's shoulder is moving?"

"Yeah?"

"They're facing each other! Look at the expression on Larry's face!"

Carla looked over to the confused little girl. "Poor Larry's got a bad case of sperm buildup Claire. He'll feel a whole lot better in a little bit, right Larry?"

I heard Claire's sharp intake of breath as the comprehension of what she was witnessing came upon her. I didn't dare look at her face in fear of losing the beginnings of the orgasm I felt slowly approaching me.

The best I could do was give out a strained "Uh huh!"

Carla asked, "You ever seen what comes out of a boy's cock Claire?"

Claire gave out a quiet "No."

"Do you want to see what it looks like Claire? It floats you know!"

"Yeah."

"Poor Larry don't have much time before he starts shooting the stuff either, do you Larry!"

I shook my head no and put my hands on Carla's hips, then explored between her legs. Carla stopped stroking just long enough to wrap her legs around my hips then she worked me over with both her hands on my crank.

I remembered the bow tie at the back of her bikini top and found an end then pulled on it. Her top came free from her body and slowly floated to the surface, the loop around her neck kept it from floating away. I kneaded Carla's breasts. Claire's moans came to my ears but didn't register in my brain.

"Oh god, here it comes Carla! Keep going!"

"I've got you Larry! Show us girls how much stuff you can make!"

"Aggghhhh!" My body shook then jerked as my prick ejaculated gob after gob of sperm into the cool water. Carla let go of my prick to press her bikini clad pussy against my throbbing meat. Our lips met in a passionate kiss. Off to the side of us Claire's moaning became more noticeable. Carla pulled away from me and looked down at the surface of the water.

She giggled then said, "See Larry, I was right! Sperm certainly does float! Look Claire, you see it?"

Claire's eyes got big as she saw what I had done in the water. She looked desperate for a second, then closed her eyes tightly. Jennifer's look was one of mischievous pleasure as she held Claire tightly against her.

When Claire moaned and started jerking wildly against her captor, I realized what had been happening while I was distracted with my own pleasure. Jennifer had caught Claire at a vulnerable moment, seducing the girl with fingers on her pussy.

She finally fought herself away from Jennifer and pulled up her bikini bottoms. Jennifer's laughter made Claire blush with shame. She swam away from us, crying her heart out. I realized the trouble I'd get into if Claire came home in the upset state she was in and swam after her.

I caught up with her just as she reached the shallower water where she could stand up. Claire fought me when I grabbed her.

"Let me go! I'll scream!"

"Wait a minute Claire! I had no idea she was doing anything!"

"Let me go!"

"Not until you calm down! Think about it honey, do you really want your parents to see you like this?"

"I'm gonna scream!"

"Okay okay, but just wait a minute okay?"

She backed away from me when I released her, but didn't bolt.

"You gotta believe me Claire! I had no idea! Are you hurt?"

Claire's anger turned into sorrow, she hugged herself and cried her heart out. When I looked around Carla and Jennifer were nowhere to be found. Feeling angry with myself for allowing the poor girl to be molested while under my care.

I said, "It's all my fault Claire! I'm so sorry for not protecting you!"

Claire jerked away at first when I held her but soon she was crying her heart out, her face pressed against my chest. After a while she calmed down.

"Now you'll never like me Larry! I feel so ashamed that I let her do that to me."

"Not at all honey! I really do like you, honest!"

When Claire looked into my eyes, silently pleading for my love, my resistance melted. She kissed like the inexperienced girl I had expected.

After several more attempts Claire got the hang of it, loosening her lips and easing off the pressure of her lips against mine.

When we separated Claire's tears had melted away. She beamed at me.

"Wow Larry, you don't know how much I dreamed that you'd kiss me. We got another week to be together too!"

I sat down on the bottom, the water reaching the bottom of my chin. Claire climbed into my lap facing me. I was careful to not pull her body against mine. Not wanting the girl to feel my erection and get scared. She pressed against me anyway and showed surprise when she felt my hardness against her pussy. I gently scooted her away.

"I'm sorry honey. I didn't mean for you to feel that."

"Is it still like that since earlier Larry?"

"Well no. It got that way again from kissing you. Don't worry though, I won't try anything. Especially since Jennifer did what she did against your will."

Claire broke her gaze and looked down. "It wasn't against my will Larry. She gave me plenty of time to stop her."

"But you were trying to get away from her!"

"That's cause she started to put her finger... Well, It hurt when she pushed her finger inside me. Before she did that though, the feeling just kept getting better and better until..... until I don't know what happened! It was like Wham!"

"You had an orgasm Claire. That's what it was you felt."

"Is that what it feels like for a guy Larry?"

"Yeah, sort of. But when a girl does it, it can last a long time. She can come again right away too. A guy needs a little rest in between and his don't last as long as a girl's orgasm."

"How long do you need to rest?"

"Me? Shoot, maybe five minutes. I hear it takes longer before a guy is ready again once he gets older though."

"Today in the tent is the first time I saw one in real life when it's hard. I've seen my daddy's before and once with the boy next door, but we were only six and just looked at each other."

I didn't stop her when she scooted against me again.

"Larry?"

"Yes?"

"Do you promise to stop if I tell you no?"

"Of course Claire! But like I said before, I won't try anything."

"I want you to though! I know I can trust you. If you don't want to though, I can understand cause my titties aren't very big. I don't even have any hair to speak of yet down below."

"That's not it at all Claire. It's whether you're ready to explore your sex feelings yet. What's pressed against you right now is proof of how you turn me on!"

"I'm ready now Larry!"

"Are you sure Claire?"

"YES!"

"If you think you really are then reach into my trunks and feel me."

"Right now? While people are everywhere around us?"

"It's okay. You don't have to do it right now."

"What if someone sees what I'm doing?"

"Never mind Claire. You're right about someone seeing us. It's time to get back anyway."

At my prodding Claire climbed out of my lap. I readjusted my cock as best as I could and stood up. When we got out of the water and found our tee shirts I noticed for the first time that Claire had small but nice breasts. I knew that I was going to have to get my mouth around them and soon. When she mentioned the lack of hair on her pussy while sitting in my lap my cock gave a lurch. My mind flashed momentarily back to the two girls I'd seen in the tent days before.

Claire took my hand as we walked down the trail that led towards the cabin. She heartily agreed when I made the point that our parents couldn't find out that we were going together. Claire asked me to wait when she went into her tent to change. I hid my disappointment from her and waited outside. I had been watching a family making their dinner at their campfire when Claire called to me.

"Larry, you can come in now. I'm through changing."

"Oh, okay Claire."

She took my hand once I was inside and smiled nervously. "Uh, I been thinking about what you asked me to do while we were in the water Larry. I just couldn't do it with all those people around us. Well,....I think I'll try it now if it's okay with you."

"Okay honey, but only if you want to."

Claire went over to the door flap of the tent and zipped up both sides then she zipped up the windows. She turned to me biting her lip with apprehension. It was obvious she needed a little help.

"Nervous honey? Need a little help?"

Claire nodded her head then came to me when I held my arms out to her.

"You don't have to just reach into my shorts honey. Why don't you start here."

I slipped my tee shirt off then placed her hands on my chest.

"Don't worry about where you want to end up just yet. Explore me with your hands. Get used to what you're doing a little bit first, okay?"

Claire seemed to feel a little more at ease as she ran her hands over my chest. After a little while I guided her hands to the growing bulge in my swimsuit, the thin material acting as a barrier to my flesh. She looked at me with surprise as my cloth covered prick straightened and grew in her hands. I pulled my suit down a little, giving her a hint.

Her apprehension had faded away as she felt me from the outside. It returned a little when she grasped the waistband of my suit, but not enough to stop her. With trembling hands she worked my suit down. I expected my prick to get caught under the waistband like it usually does when hard but Claire somehow managed to get the head of my cock sticking out from the top of my suit. After that was accomplished, my swimsuit dropped to the floor of her parent's tent and I stepped out of them.

Claire's eyes opened wide at the tool proudly standing out from my body. "It's so big Larry! How does it ever fit inside a girl?"

"It's only average sized honey. I hate to admit it but there's some guys I've seen that make me ashamed to be male."

Claire jumped in surprise when my cock twitched as her fingers touched it.

"Yeah honey it does that whenever it gets touched. You gotta grab it so it doesn't get away from you."

She gently grasped my cock, her eyes glued onto the new object in her hand.

"Well honey, now that you caught it what do you intend to do with it?"

"Do you want me to try what Carla did before Larry?"

"Yeah! You got me all worked up Claire. It's best if I can sit down okay? My knees get a little wobbly sometimes."

I looked around then sat down on the nearest cot.

"Is there a towel or something like that around to clean up the mess?"

In a flash Claire dug into a duffel bag, producing a bath towel. She knelt between my legs and looked up into my eyes.

"Show me what to do Larry!"

"It's really simple Claire. All you gotta do is wrap your hands around it and go up and down. First though, don't you think you'd like to take a really good look at what's in front of you? It might be a while before you get another chance to see another one up close in broad daylight."

Claire nodded her ascent and leaned in for a close look. I took my tool in hand and showed her the underside where the good feeling comes from then spread my legs wide and had her fondle my balls. She became a lot more comfortable with handling my cock and started jacking me on her own.

I gently massaged her shoulders and face, telling her how good it felt. My hands slowly ventured down her front, gently massaging her pert little breasts through her bra. Claire giggled nervously at my touch. When I started on the top button of her blouse she shied away from my hands.

"No Larry. Not during the daylight okay?"

"Okay honey. I can wait."

"It's just that I'm kinda embarrassed about how small they are, that's all. Maybe after dinner we can think of some excuse to get away. I'll let you do whatever you want then okay?"

"Great! Hey, I wanna show you another way okay?"

"Okay, what is it?"

"Lie beside me like this. Okay, now take one hand and wrap it around the end of my cock....."

I showed Claire the trick only one other girl ever did with me. The girl's name was Colleen and her father was a dairy worker. Colleen called it "Milking my cock." What she did was to grasp my cock almost at the end with the head sticking out of her hand. Then Colleen pulled on my cock, squeezing at the same time. Each one of her milking strokes caused a wave of previously unknown pleasure to shoot through my body. Colleen was a master at her unique skill and enjoyed the control it gave her over her partner's orgasm. She just loved to draw her milking out, eventually making the milkee to beg for release.

I relayed the tale of Colleen and her gift to Claire after she learned the method. Claire almost immediately approved of her new skill. Especially after seeing how my body reacted to her touch. Time was running short for our little tryst in her parent's big family sized tent. Gently cupping my balls, she smiled with satisfaction when I erupted into her hand and onto the towel we had wisely placed between us. I shuddered and gushed copious quantities of my youthful spunk until I could take no more. I grasped her hand to stop the exponentially increasing feelings she brought to me.

"That's it honey, now just hold it and lightly squeeze until I stop you."

"Wow Larry! That was really neat! I actually felt the stuff coming up through your dick."

"It was a really good one Carla! I think you emptied me out including all my reserves!"

Claire held her goo covered hand up to her nose and smelled the aroma, testing the consistency between her fingers. Hesitatingly she brought her hand to her mouth and took a small taste. I watched her expression, which changed into slight shock when the taste hit her. She sampled another then pursed her lips in thought.

I told her, "They say it's not bad if you swallow it as soon as you can."

Claire didn't answer me. She just took the towel and started cleaning herself up. I kissed her deeply and thanked her for giving me such pleasure. We both knew that we needed to hurry in order to make it back to my cabin in time for supper. We walked with our arms wrapped around each other until we were within sight of the cabin then separated.

As Claire and I came through the door my mom asked me, "Well there you kids are! Did you have a good time at the beach Larry?"

"Yeah Mom! There's lots of kids our age there to hang with. Right Claire?"

"Yeah, I had a great time! Thanks for letting me tag along Larry!"