[Previous] [Next] [Current Results] [Get Thread] [Author Profile] [Post] [Post] [Reply] [Image] [Image] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Article 39 of 42 Subject: New Story. Dreams1 From: dickd49@aol.com (DickD49) Date: 1997/03/03 Message-Id: <19970303104401.FAA00459@ladder02.news.aol.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories [More Headers] Standard Disclaimer.... Please if you are under 18 or your community standards do not allow reading explicit sexual material. STOP NOW.. This is not for you!!! You have been warned... If there is any interest in going furthur than what I am posting please let me know CHAPTER 1 THE INVITATION 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- footballs 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 the fact that 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 sighed. "Looks like they got an early start! I hope they haven't gotten too far ahead!" 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