Message-ID: <16909eli$9811050533@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/16909.txt> From: "Moonshine Man" <kf650@hotmail.com> Subject: The Camp 4/6 (mf, teen) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <71pjea$qje$1@reader1.reader.news.ozemail.net> WARNING This story contains material of an adult nature. If you are not of a legal age (18 or 21), or are easily offended DO NO PROCEDE. Any coments may be directed to the author at kf650@hotmail.com Please enjoy. Chapter 4. The alarm in my room seemed to go off extremely early the next morning. I grudgingly opened my eyes to see that some stupid prick had opened up the curtains to let the sun come streaming in. "Shut the bloody curtains." I mumbled as I rolled over to go back to sleep, but I realized that I had a huge hard-on which made it rather uncomfortable. I reached down and quickly pulled on my dick. Although it felt good, I realized that wanking would never be as good again. Remembering the itinerary for the day I hastily showered and got dressed and made my way to the dining hall. Ms. Duncan just happened to be leaving her room as I passed by. "Good morning Ms. Duncan." I said. "Did you sleep well?" "Good morning John. Yes I did thank you. All ready for the over-nighter?" she asked referring to the planned overnight hike we would be undertaking that day. "Yes miss. Just a few things to pack." "Well be sure you're ready to go. You don't want to miss this hike." I couldn't help but notice the emphasis she applied. Wondering what she meant I gave her a puzzled look as she turned with a grin and strode to breakfast. 'Curiouser and curiouser' I thought to my self. We headed off, and by lunch time had covered about 10 kilometre's. After a quick lunch we continued on to our campsite an extra 7 kilometre's away. After we had all pitched our tents we had a couple of hours to kill before tea. I just hung out with the guys from my grade. Unfortunately the younger grade had not come along otherwise I'm sure Mandy and I would have found something to do to amuse ourselves. We all pitched in with cooking tea and the clean-up afterward. Because we were all tired from the long walk everyone went to bed early. Just as I was falling asleep I heard someone walking around out around the tents. Then the footsteps started to head toward my tent and stopped right out front of my tent. "John? Are you still awake?" It was Ms Duncan, whispering very cautiously. "Yeah! What is it Ms Duncan?" "Can you come out here please John?" she asked continuing to whisper in a very stern manner. "Sure. Just give me a minute Miss." I whispered back. I hurriedly pulled on a pair of pants and stepped outside. "Follow me." Ms Duncan instructed. Obediently I followed her a few hundred yards into the bush. I had no idea what was going on, but I held high hopes. We came to a secluded thicket where MS. Duncan stopped. She had a very stern look on her face and I knew I was in for it. Little did I know how correct that prediction would be. "John I have to have a word to you about some of the things you've been getting up to so far this week." 'Here it comes' I thought to myself, 'She must've sprung Mandy and the other night' "I noticed that you've been getting up to some rather excessive activities on camp. Would you care to explain?" "I don't know what your talking about Miss. I've just been doing the same activities as everyone else." I said very cautiously. "Come now John. You know I'm not talking about the scheduled activities. I talking about your 'extra-curricular' activities." "I still confused Ms. Duncan. What are you talking about?" I asked with the most innocent look I could muster. "You must have a very short memory John." She was giving me one of those looks and I knew that it was stupid to try to fool her. "Do you think I haven't noticed everything that's been going on. Your little effort on the first day's hike. You know the tongue lashing you got from Mandy. And then the full treatment you received in the games hall. And do you believe that I wasn't aware that you were watching me last night?" She knew. She fucking knew, and she'd brought me into the bush to kill me. I just about shit my jeans. "I'm sorry Ms. Duncan. It won't happen again. I don't know what came over me." Ms. Duncan paused and just looked at me for a bit. "Do you like watching?" "Sorry Miss?" "Do you like to watch? Does it turn you on?" she asked sternly. "Uuumm, I suppose Miss. If it's worth looking at!" "Do you consider me worthy?" she asked. "Most definitely!" I replied with growing confidence. "Alright then, Mister Pervey. Just sit there." Doing as I was told I sat down on a log at the edge of the clearing. Although it was still early spring, it was a warm night with a clear sky, the stars twinkling clearly and the half moon was casting eerie shadows. On the other side of the clearing, only a few yards away, I could see Ms. Duncan clearly. She was wearing shorts and a tight T-shirt with a surreal surf design on it. Her nipples were becoming hard and had stretched the fabric of her shirt in a very alluring manner. I imagined what it would be like to suck on and thought to myself I would shortly be finding out. The light breeze was blowing her hair which fell around her shoulders, her slender legs were slightly muscled and very sexy. She bent slightly and removed her shoes. I looked around quickly just to make sure there was nothing strewn around on the ground that she would hurt herself on. She had chosen this clearing well, for I was sure now that Ms. Duncan had planned the whole episode. The clearing was well clear of all things that could cause injury, and was layered with a soft moss-like plant. Very spongy and very comfortable. Ms. Duncan had began to sway gently, as if she could hear some sort of music in her head. Her eyes were fixed with mine, her face mirroring the excitement that she could barley contain. She stopped her swaying and looking straight at me began to sensually remove her T-shirt. She turned around, folded her shirt and laid it gently on the ground. She turned and allowed me to se her fully. She was not wearing a bra. In the pale moonlight her skin was like fine marble and her breasts were beautiful. Although not large, they were a good handful, her nipples crowning the peak of those most wonderful breasts. Where as Mandy had large well rounded tit's, Ms. Duncan's were light and stood out as if standing to attention. I reached out to take hold of them but she stepped away. I realized that she was going to put on a show for me, so I sat back and took in the show. Starting at her neck she began to sexily rub her hands over her body. Cupping each breast, she massaged them gently, softly pinching her nipples to make them even harder. They became quite large and stuck out about half an inch. She bent her head forward, stuck out her tongue and pushed her right tit up to her mouth. Like a cat drinking milk she softly lapped at her own nipple with her moist silky tongue, and then began to lick around in a circular motion. Changing breasts, she repeated the process a number of times, each time getting herself more and more horny. What I wouldn't have given to be doing the exact same thing to her. Eventually she moved her hands from her tit's to her flat, firm tummy. By this time I was extremely turned on, my cock straining within it's denim cell. Ms Duncan's hands continued on down past her naval eventually coming to the top of her shorts. She paused momentarily as if contemplating what she was about to do, and then resumed her journey toward ecstasy. Her hand went right down into her shorts and had obviously began to finger herself. I could see the shape of her hand as she fucked herself. Ms. Duncan now seemed in a world of her own, and I felt as if she had forgotten that I was sitting there watching her masturbating in the moon light. With her free hand she undid her shorts and roughly shoved them down her legs, kicking them off and sending them flying. I made a desperate grab at them and caught them just as I was about to fall from my log. Returning my attention to my teacher I saw her repeat the procedure with her knickers, which I also caught as they were kicked of. I was most impressed. Not once in the process had Ms. Duncan's hand left her hot pussy, and she was madly playing her clit with her free hand. She had quite a hairy bush, but again she had trimmed it into a neat triangle. Glistening with sweat and pussy juice, it was a most desirable sight. Moaning and groaning and bucking around, I had never seen a woman so hot and horny before. It was full on. Catching a faint scent I raised her knickers up to my nose and breathed in the sweet smell of her pussy. I had always been more partial to tit's, but I was starting to convert to pussy. The smell was bottled ecstasy, and it made me so much more horny that I couldn't stand it any longer. I stood up, pulled my shirt up over my, ripped off my shoes and pushed down my jeans and boxers. My engorged cock leapt free and with a thwack, hit my stomach, bounced up and down once or twice a settled, pointing slightly up. I stepped over to where Ms. Duncan was writhing in ecstasy. I roughly pushed her legs open and pulled her hands from her pussy. "Is this what you? Do you want me to fuck you? Fuck you hard?" I almost shouted at her, overcome with lust. "Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck my cunt. Fuck your naughty teacher. Treat me bad" Ms. Duncan almost screamed at me. I couldn't believe it. Here was one of my teachers who had always been so prim and proper, absolutely begging me to fuck her. I grabbed my dick, aimed it at her cunt and pushed in. In one swift stroke I impaled her, filling her completely with my cock. Because she was so turned on and juicy I slipped in with hardly any trouble. I was no expert, but it felt to me like Ms Duncan's pussy was rather tight, which surprised me because from what I was experiencing she was no new comer to this. I was so turned on that I started to fuck her as hard as I could. Slamming down into her, I would slightly raise her arse off the ground. My balls were starting to hurt from getting slapped against her arse. I kept slamming and slamming into her, not caring that I could be hurting her. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder" she kept telling me. I reached down and placed her legs above my shoulders. Her cunt became so tight it was unbelievable. It was if I had a fleshy vice clamped to my cock. The sensation was fantastic, and because she was so tight and I was so big it was a bit of an effort to penetrate her. At first my dick would bend a little and with increased pressure would kind of snap into place, embedded into my horny teacher's sopping cunt. Now she was completely at my mercy. >From between her legs I could make out her pert tits jumping around from the ferocity of my fucking. Ms Duncan then moved her hand to her cunt, squeezing down between her legs and started rubbing wildly on her clit. This woman was so turned on it was incredible. All of a sudden I felt her cunt grip my dick even tighter, her legs became rigid and pushed down on my shoulders, and she began to pant and breathe very heavily. I figured she was cumming. I continued to pound away, and for some reason I felt my orgasm was miles away from arriving and consequently could go on all night. Then I felt her juices squeezing out of her pussy. It just kept coming and coming, and I just kept pounding and pounding, and Ms Duncan just kept panting and grunting. I don't know how long I kept her on the brink for, but eventually I felt something connect and then I felt my cum surging it's way to it's almighty release. I leant forward, grabbed Ms Duncan round the waist, pushing my self deep within my teacher. My cock twitched as I blasted my largest load of cum ever deep into her cunt. I was firmly planted within her and still twitching, and Ms Duncan was still orgasming. As I began to go soft I pulled out of her and she gave me a look as if to say 'What are you? I'm still horny!', so I pushed her legs apart and lowered my head to her pussy. Her cunt was loose and hung open, and the juice of our fucking glistened around her gorgeous sex. I inserted two of my fingers into her love-canal and started to hump her with my fingers. I also lowered my face to her pussy and began to lick and suck her clitoris. It was a sweet taste, musty and such a turn on. I felt my self getting hard again and knew that shortly I would not be satisfied with just eating out my teacher. All this time Ms Duncan had been in a world of her own, and was beginning to come back to reality. Eventually she had recovered and regained her composure. "Thank you John. That was just what I needed." She said. "It was pleasure Miss." I replied removing my face and hands from her inner most sanctum. Standing up, my still erect cock came level with her beautiful face. "Ooh, it looks like you're not quite finished, doesn't it. Would you like me to take care of that for you?" she asked. "Absolutely!" I replied. Opening her mouth wide she took my cock into her mouth, and then the most amazing thing happened. Instead of hitting the back of her mouth like I had with Mandy, my cock kept going all the way down Ms Duncan's throat. So this is what deep-throating felt like! Each time I was taken down her throat I felt Ms Duncan's nose rub against my pubes and then she would swallow, which sent such marvelous sensations down my cock. I felt her rough tongue rubbing the underside of my cock with each penetration. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with my cock down the sensuous woman's throat, but alas that was not meant to be. Within a minute I was coming, pumping my sprog straight down into her belly. As I pulled my dick from her mouth a thin stream of cum fell from my dick and fell into my teachers waiting and eager mouth. "You mustn't be careless." She said almost scolding me. "Every drop of that stuff is precious." "Okay Miss. I'll be more careful in the future" "You better be, young man, or you'll get a good spanking." She said, her face spreading into a wide grin. "Now young man, did you learn your lesson?" "I'm not sure Miss." I said tentatively. "Maybe you should remind me." I said as I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it. "You are a sly one aren't you. Now get your hand of that fabulous dick." She said as she slapped the back of my hand. "No, the lesson you should have learnt is that you never can tell what a woman is thinking or what she is likely to do. It is a woman's prerogative to be a mystery. Now do you understand?" "I think so Miss, but I do have one question." "Yes, what is it?" "How did you know about me and Mandy?" "She told me" "What?" I asked extremely surprised. "Why did she do that for? "It was all part of the plan, you see." "What plan?" I asked getting confused. "The plan to fuck you! You see we've both wanted to fuck you for a while, but were not sure how to go about it. This camp seemed to be the perfect opportunity, but again how to go about it? So when you went for your walk yesterday we both saw that as perfect timing, and we both followed you. Yesterday Mandy was the lucky one, but I had my turn tonight." "Well who was it in your room last night?" "Mandy" she replied. "What? Mandy? But, how? Why? Are you two lesbians or something?" "No, of course not. Otherwise you wouldn't be here now, would you?" "Well I guess not." I replied after thinking about what I just said. "Ooh ok. You guy's are bi, right?" "I think labels can be so crude, but for lack of a better term, yeah, we're bi. And now, we want you to join us for a threesome. If you're up to it?" "Absolutely." I said without a seconds thought. "Ok, well tomorrow night then. It's settled." "O.K. then. It's settled." "Well I suppose we should be getting back. Thank you John." She said, gave me a kiss, stood up, gathered up her clothes, got dressed and headed back to the camp site. After a couple of minutes, I did the same, and as soon as my head hit my pillow I was asleep. To be continued in Part 5. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>