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DREAMS
CHAPTER 1
THE INVITATION
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Karen was definitely part of the "In" crowd. I guess with a body and
a personality like that, she couldn't help being popular, and as a
consequence she was going out with one of the sports heroes in our school,
you know the type-football quarterback high scoring basketball player,
baseball pitcher-just your all around jock; I knew him too, at least a
little, and surprisingly, he was a pretty good guy. I must admit, though,
to being a little jealous when I thought of Karen going out with him. The
way they carried on at dances and pep rallies and other public things I saw
them at, she had to be screwing his brains out. For reasons unknown to me
Karen seemed to take an interest in my social life . She was always asking
me to go with her and David, or trying to fix me up with one of her girl
friends. Believe me, I sure appreciated it, but as I said before with the
studying and the job, I didn't have a lot of time for any outside life.
There was, however, one weekend that she brought me along, that I will
absolutely never forget. The store had been really slow, so the boss said
he would have to limit my time some until his regular help started taking
vacations, or somebody quit. He gave me the option of working all four
weekends of the month, or two weekends a month and some evenings. (That
was what he preferred, so that's what did) When I mentioned this to Karen,
she immediately told me that she was going to her "folk's" camp on a lake
about ten miles away for the weekend, and why didn't I come along.
She kept going on about how I could enjoy myself and relax a little
bit and see how the rest of the world lived. Who was I to dispute the
logic of that? I said sure, but I had to work Friday night, and I didn't
have a
car, so I didn't know how I was going to get up there. She said she would
think of something. That should have been a clue as to what a devious
little mind this girl had, but good old me, I just expected to get a ride
up and swim a while and then come back home.
I didn't think too much of it when Karen hunted me up that afternoon
to say that her friend Dorie was coming Saturday morning, so she would give
me a ride. I knew Dorie pretty well- we had been together in school since
kindergarten; she was a nice kid, pretty in a kind of plain kind of way.
I guess you could say she was more on the cute side than really pretty, but
we always had fun together, and I found myself looking forward to the ride
up and spending the day with her and Karen, just relaxing and swimming.
Saturday morning came, and Dorie came to get me at about 10. I guess
I had forgotten how great a figure she had, because as I got in her car, I
noticed she had a pair of cut off jeans and a halter top on, and while she
didn't have big tits, they were nice and firm. It was also very obvious
she wasn't wearing a bra, because her nipples were hard from rubbing
against the material of her top, and they were sticking out like pencil
erasers. Below those cutoff jeans was another treat: perfectly shaped
golden brown legs.
On the ride to the lake, Dorie told me that they were all staying at
the camp for the weekend. It seemed that Karen's folks had gone to visit
one of their relatives, and Karen made up some story about being behind in
her school work, so she wanted to go to the camp to be by herself and try
to catch up. I guess it took a lot of convincing but her folks finally
said all right. Of course they put the usual rules down: nobody was to be
there except her, and she was to make sure the place was clean when she
left, you know; all the usual parent concerns. As I found out later they
had every reason for concern.
When we got to the camp, I saw that Dave's car was already there,
along with a couple of others that I didn't recognize. Dorie had told me
on the way up that Karen and Dave had some friends from another school,
friends they ask along on a lot of these weekends. She said something
like, "The fewer people in our own school that know about them, the less
chance of our folks finding out." Makes perfect sense to me I thought, but
I was
beginning to wonder why all the concern about someone finding out about a
swimming party in the afternoon.
We started to unload the stuff we had brought with us, and as we did I
looked around, realizing the camp was pretty secluded. In addition to that
fact, it was only May; and the seasonal camps weren't open yet. We would
be pretty much by ourselves- at least it looked that way. While we were
walking down the path to get to the camp, we could hear people talking and
laughing, and Dorie turned around and sighed.
"Looks like they got an early start! I hope they haven't gotten too
far ahead!"
CHAPTER 2
TIM AND KASEY
We got down to the camp, only to find the door locked. We knocked and
yelled. Getting no answer, we headed around the side of the camp to go
down to the pond, so we could get Karen to open up so we could put our
things away. As we walked around the camp, Dorie looked in one of the
windows, and stopped so fast that I bumped into her knocking her off
balance. As she started to fall, I reached out to grab her, and my hand
slid from her side right up to her breast. That's how I stopped her from
falling, one hand on her hip, and the other hand on her right tit. (Now I
was positive she wasn't wearing a bra.) My face felt like it was on fire,
but if Dorie noticed she didn't say anything. I asked her (after I dropped
my hands) why she had stopped so fast. She just put her finger over her
mouth in a quieting motion and pointed to the window.
Inside was a couple I'd never seen before. The girl was lying on her
back on the bed, her hands rubbing her gorgeous breasts while some guy had
his head between her long legs using his tongue on her clit. From the way
her body was moving and the sounds she was making, she was obviously
enjoying herself.
I didn't have any idea what to do, here I was watching two strangers
behaving like porno stars; and I was with a girl that I was nowhere near
intimate with. The whole idea was embarrassing, but I was stuck, Dorie was
standing right up behind me looking around my shoulder at the scene in the
bedroom, and the only way I could move was to push her back, she didn't
seem the least interested in leaving these two people to their privacy.
As we watched, the pretty dark haired girl obviously came. Her head
rolled from side to side, and her hips were pumping into the guys face so
hard that he had to grab her hips to keep from being pushed away from her
steaming hole.
She was visibly trying to get his mouth off her pussy. She had cum
hard, and she needed a break. She was moaning as she said "Timmy, Jesus
Christ, Stop! I can't take anymore! Please stop, I'm going to die!! Stop!!"
At this point she finally managed to pull his head away from her
crotch. It was clear she was still coming in waves. Her hands were both
between her legs covering her pussy and her gorgeous body was quivering and
every few seconds, she'd moan, and her hips would pump a couple of times.
Being so engrossed in the scene in front of me, I didn't notice that Dorie
had shifted her position against me, until I felt her bump me on the other
side, and I automatically turned a little in that direction, and I saw what
she was looking at.
Tim had backed away from the bed and he was watching the dark haired
girl toss and turn. Her moans were enough to make a dead man horny, and
Tim was certainly not dead! I'm pretty well hung, but Tim must have had a
horse somewhere in his background. He had a typical jock body, well
muscled and slim with good proportions. The thing that drew immediate
attention was what was hanging down, His cock was as thick as a good size
banana and it was about half erect and continuing its climb to full size.
I heard Dorie say "My God, will you look at the size of that thing!!"
By now, the girl on the bed was beginning to calm down a bit, and she
opened her eyes and looked at the boy saying "Jesus Tim, you drive me right
up the wall. One of these days I'm going to pass out if you don't stop
when I ask you too."
It was pretty obvious that Tim was climbing his own walls, or at least
his cock was trying to. It was a truly awesome weapon. He looked at the
girl on the bed and said: "Kasey, you know I like to make you cum . It
makes me horny as hell when you get off." I heard Dorie mutter something
about that was her kind of guy.
The girl on the bed, didn't seem impressed. "God you've been eating
me out for at least a half hour, and I've cum so many times I'm about to go
crazy. I want you to finish me off with that monster stroking long and
hard in my belly," she said.
If there was any doubt about Tim being hard before, there sure wasn't
now. That thing had grown to at least 8 inches and it stood nearly
straight out from his body. I say nearly because it was so long that it
couldn't support its own weight and it curved a little along the barrel.
Kasey looked down at that big stick and a grin covered her pretty face as
she reached out her small hand to touch it.
By now, my cock was so hard, it hurt. Dorie seemed like she was
having a hard time breathing. She had put her hand down the front of her
cutoffs, and was plainly rubbing her clit. I assumed this was causing her
breathing problems.
There was no way I was going to stop watching now, so I turned back
just as Kasey swung her shapely, olive colored legs over the side of the
bed, and took Tim's cock in her hand. It was so big that her small hand
could barely reach around the base, covering only about one third of the
length. She put her other hand around it and began to rub them both slowly
up and down the length of his massive shaft.
Looking in the window I saw her plant a kiss on the angry purple head.
Slowly, she wrapped her lips around the head and moved as much of it as she
could in and out of her mouth. Tim put his hands on her shoulders and
began to move in time to her actions. She was clearly doing one hell of a
job on him.
If it was possible, he was bigger than ever, and it didn't look like
it would take long for him to blow his load. It wasn't a minute later that
he said "Better stop Kasey. I'm just about to cum and I want to go in your
pussy this time. You can suck me off later."
Kasey got the message and with one final loving stroke, she pulled her
mouth from his penis. Taking her hands off the barrel, she lay back in the
middle of the bed, spreading her long slender legs to show Tim exactly what
was in store for him. Reaching down, she softly rubbed her clit as she
looked at him saying: 'Is this what Timmy wants?' Does he want to stick
that monster inside my poor little pussy and slide it in and out? I don't
know if I should let you do that, it's so big it could hurt me."
It was, however, clear from the look on her face, that she meant to
let him put it in and fuck her all he wanted.
Kasey moaned as the head of Tim's cock started to force its way inside
her prone body. I wondered briefly if she would be able to handle all the
cock that he was offering, but Kasey didn't seem the slightest bit
concerned about such matters. She reached down between her spread legs and
put her hand on his cock rubbing it gently. As she moved her hand away,
she started to taunt him saying; "Come on big guy, lets see how well you
can use that cock. I'm wet and ready. I need to get laid, and I know
you're just the guy that can do it."
Tim pushed harder and another couple of inches slid in. He was about
half way home now, and Kasey sprawled under him as the big cock slid deeper
and deeper into her body. Her head tilted back and her mouth was open, an
occasional moan escaping from deep in her body. Tim leaned over and sucked
one of her enlarged brown nipples into his mouth and circled it with his
tongue as he slid deeper inside her.
This time Kasey uttered a small scream, and her hands pounded on the
bed. I was beginning to wonder if he was hurting her, but the next couple
of seconds answered that for me.
She swung her long, lovely legs up and out, wrapping them around his
waist urging him on. Tim answered by sliding the rest of the way into her.
I could hardly believe that she had that whole thing inside her belly, but
seeing had to be believing as his cock was no where in sight, and his balls
were resting right on the crack of her ass. Tim's cock hit bottom in her
pussy causing Kasey's gorgeous body to seize up. Her legs locked around
him holding him so tight he couldn't move, and her cute face tilted back as
a scream tried to escape her lips.
She finally loosened up a little bit, put her arms around him, and
kissed him saying; "God Tim, I love having you between my legs. You make
me cum non-stop. Put it to me!! Fuck me hard and deep!!" She started to
hump her pussy into him, and it wasn't long before they had established a
tempo that allowed him to move unrestrictedly in and out of her willing
body.
His long strokes made her moan and pant, and then his short quick
stabs brought her over the edge, causing her to cling to him as orgasm
after orgasm ran through her beautiful body. Her arms were around his
neck, and her legs slid around his waist. This girl was obviously getting
what she wanted, exactly the way she wanted it, and loving every minute of
it.
She seemed like she was having continuous orgasms; just the intensity
changed. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she pleaded with him to
fuck her harder. Tim was certainly doing his best, and as she pushed her
pussy against the base of his prick, moaning as one more orgasm overcame
her, his buttocks tightened and he threw his head back and groaned. I
could just imagine his big cock flexing in her tight pussy, as his cum shot
deep inside her belly.
They moved slowly against each other for a couple of more minutes,
before he leaned down and kissed her. They both groaned as he pulled his
slowly softening cock from the confines of her warm, wet body.
They lay beside each other for quite some time before they got the
strength to move. Tim finally put his hand on Kasey's soft wet mound and
rubbed his finger around her clit causing her gorgeous body to quiver like
a guitar string. She locked her legs around his hand and said, "Come on
Tim, the rest of the kids are waiting for us. We're going to be here all
weekend. I intend to be so well fucked by Sunday that neither one of us
can walk, but for now lets go join the others."
CHAPTER 3
THE AWAKENING OF KATHY
As Tim and Kasey were getting their clothes on, Dorie and I
tiptoed away from the window and headed for the path to take us down to the
lake where the other people were, I don't believe either one of us could
really believe what we had seen.
I'm not a virgin, but my only real experience with sex was with a girl
named Kathy that I dated the summer before. I don't know as you would call
it a very satisfactory first experience. To begin with Kathy was the type
that would never admit that she wanted sex, we would go out on a Friday or
Saturday night, and we would go to the movies or a dance and then we would
go out to the favorite lover's lane, which used to be a gravel pit in the
next town, where we would spend the rest of the evening making out. Kathy
would get more and more horny as the evening wore on, and after a while,
you just knew she was ready, but she always put up a front of not wanting
to go all the way. (She was saying this even as she was pulling my cock
out of my pants.) Once her panties came off, she was a different person,
she would unbuckle your pants and rub your cock, all the time saying "We
shouldn't."
When Kathy got good and hot, you could rub her clit, and she would get
off a little bit, but she was always uptight. When I'd stick my cock in
her, she seemed to enjoy it, but because she was never willing to admit
that she liked it and wanted it, she was never prepared so she would always
be saying things like, "Don't cum inside me, I don't want to get pregnant,
be sure and pull out," I used to bring rubbers with me, but that really cut
down on the enjoyment for me, and she was still so uptight that there was
never the free open sex that I had just witnessed.
I guess there was a kind of irony involved with what happened between
Kathy and me. She used to get awful mad at me when I had to work and
couldn't take her to one of the weekend parties. This particular weekend
we had a tremendous fight about it, and I told her to go ahead and go
without me.
I worked that night until 12, and I was feeling bad about fighting
with Kathy, so I thought I would go over to the party on the chance she was
still there, and try to explain to her. I couldn't afford to lose my job,
so I had to work the hours they set for me, whether I liked them or not.
As I drove over, I was thinking that maybe Kathy and I weren't such a good
idea. We seemed too different. We didn't seem to have many things in
common or really to get a lot of enjoyment being together, so I resolved to
have a good talk with her when I saw her again. Either we had to try and
change our relationship, or we had to break up.
As I pulled into the drive of the house where the party was, I saw
that a lot of cars were still there, and Kathy's was among them, so I
figured that tonight was as good a time as any to talk to her, so I parked
and went in the house.
The people I ran into in the living room were all plastered, this
really must have been a booze party and a half from all the empty bottles
spread all over the room. I saw a friend and asked if he knew where Kathy
was, and he just looked at me strangely and said he hadn't seen her for
quite a while. Then he headed over to a group of people standing around in
the kitchen and said something to them, and they all looked over at me. I
was really wondering what was going on.
One of the girls that didn't like Kathy at all, left the group in the
kitchen and walked, or staggered, over towards me, and asked if I was
supposed to meet Kathy at the party, and I told her "No, but I just got off
work, so I thought I'd stop and see if she was still there." I didn't
mention having a fight with her earlier.
Debbie, who by now was having trouble focusing, kind of smiled and
said "Oh yes, Kathy is still here. I think you'll find her in the upstairs
bedroom, she must be on about her fourth guy by now."
My stomach felt like it was in free fall. Then I remembered that she
didn't get along with Kathy, and, in her condition, it certainly was not
out of the question that she was making this up to cause trouble for us,
and I told her so. She just looked at me and said, "If you don't believe
me go upstairs and look for yourself."
Walking up the stairs, a lot of things went through my mind: the fact
that there usually was a lot of sex at these parties, especially when there
was booze like there was tonight, but at the same time, I realized that
Kathy and I had never had sex anywhere but by ourselves. She was so
concerned with people finding out that no matter how much she drank at one
of these parties, she would barely kiss me, never mind get down for sex
where other people would know what she was doing. By the time I reached
the top of the stairs, I had myself convinced that Terry was lying, and if
Kathy was up here at all, she was probably asleep.
At the top of the stairs, there were three bedrooms, two of the doors
were closed. I said: "Kathy, are you up here?" I didn't get any answer, so
thinking I was right about here having fallen asleep, I went and listened
at the first door, and on not hearing anything, I opened it a crack and
peeked in, it was empty somebody must have just pulled the door closed when
they left. I went on to the second door, and listened outside for a
minute, all I heard was a radio playing, so thinking that this must be
where she was, I whispered her name as I opened the door, the bed rumpled
and I could hear the shower running in the bathroom that connected to this
bedroom, so I thought she was awake and had decided to take a shower
to clear the cobwebs before she went home.
I opened the bathroom door and just stood there with my mouth open. I
couldn't believe what I was seeing. Kathy was leaning over the bathroom
sink with a guy standing behind her driving his cock in and out of her
body. As I watched I saw him grab her slim hips and drive deep inside her
as he obviously unloaded in her belly. She was urging him on telling him
how much she liked getting laid and she was pushing her hips back to him
and wiggling them around to get every drop from his spurting cock.
The guy lifted his head at this point, and I saw it was Tom, a guy I
had considered a friend. This only added to the sense of betrayal I felt.
Just about this time they both noticed me standing there. Tom jumped back
and his cock slipped out of Kathy. She stood up and tried to cover herself
up, all the while turning a bright red, and stuttering out some words that
didn't make any sense.
Tom obviously wanted to leave, but I was standing in the door blocking
his way. He said he didn't want any trouble over this because we were,
after all, friends and I told him friends didn't screw other friends'
girls. Angrily he said: "Look, I'm not the first for her tonight! she's
been in this room with at least two other guys!" Through all this Kathy
stood with her head down and a towel wrapped around her looking about as
bad as I felt.
I moved aside so Tom could pass and just stood there looking at Kathy.
I can only speak from a mans point of view, but a man sticking his cock
into a girl somehow doesn't seem as personal as a girl accepting a man into
her body. A girl seems so helpless as a man works on her getting her horny
enough to spread her legs for him. The utmost surrender is when she does
open her legs and allows him to put a part of his body inside hers. When
the word intimate is used this surely must be what it describes.
All this went through my mind as I looked at Kathy standing in the
middle of the bathroom. She raised her head and looked at me, and said
"Well, why don't you say something? Say anything, call me a bitch, a whore,
whatever, but don't just stand there."
I looked at her and said "How could you do this to me? Is this just to
pay me back for not taking you here in the first place?"
She looked at me, and said "Let's go out and sit down, we need to
talk."
I followed Kathy out to the bedroom, where she sat on the side of the
bed, and I couldn't help noticing that the towel opened up showing a
generous portion of her slender thighs, and even a few pubic hairs. The
thought that another guy had just been there just about drove me crazy, but
I managed to control myself, and ask her what we had to talk about.
She looked at me somewhat defiantly, and said that she had been seeing
another guy for quite sometime now. She had wanted to tell me, but somehow
she had never been able to bring herself to do it. She said she had made
the mistake of falling for him, but all he cared about was sex. She had
even gotten on the pill because he claimed the sex they had together was
too great to be ruined by him having to pull out and shoot his load on the
sheets or on her belly.
Was this my Kathy? I couldn't imagine her beautiful little body spread
out under another guy while he drove his cock deep into her. Even worse
was the idea of her willingly getting the pill so he could shoot his load
into her belly.
I don't know if she did it just to hurt me or not, but she looked at
me and said "He was right, the sex is great. We've been fucking each other
since June. I just can't get enough of him. I've gone to his house and
spent the night-or the day, which ever we could manage. He introduced me
to things I have never done before, and taught me to enjoy them."
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DREAMS
CHAPTERS 1, 2, 3
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