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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Nobody Killed This Little Kenny (Fm, 1st, mast) by Laura Wood (laurabwood@yahoo.com) It was time for me to depart the Big-Smoke for a weekend of self-indulgence alone in the mountains. It was cold but I really prepared to warm myself up. Why did a dumb little boy scout have to mess up my plans? *** The 3-hour drive through appalling winter conditions seemed illogical but somehow I had to escape the city and regain myself in the solitude of the Victorian High Country. I arrived at a small clearing beside a stream and knew that there was nobody around for at least 50 miles. Who would also be stupid enough to camp under these cold wet conditions? Nobody, I reasoned. I set up a large tent; I like headroom, and piled my double mattress with a good supply of blankets and rugs. A small lamp soon added a touch of warmth in the air. Then it was down to business, my business with my body. At 33 I was in great shape and could give an erection to most guys with a wink! I slowly undressed and ran my icy fingers over my body to induce shivers of excitement. My nipples were hard and pointed due to my feelings and the extreme cold. Since I was in no hurry I stood with my left hand alternating between each breast, lightly stroking each nipple while my right hand ventured to my pussy lips and sharply induced a shuddering orgasm. That was to be my plan for the weekend and I was off to a great start. I then unpacked my assortment of female toys, some heavy sordid reading material and a bottle of port and settled onto the bedding for some serious self-fun. I slowly engrossed myself in a story about a young lingerie salesgirl selling door to door that just happened to knock on the door of 2 horny studs. I had the feeling that every orifice of this cutie would be creamed against her will, so I hungrily read on. I rested the head of my vibrating cock against my clit and held the shaft firmly between my thighs. Every time I squeezed them together heaven crept that little bit closer. The young girl in the story was demonstrating the latest cutaway bras for these studs blissfully unaware of the effect her sweet body was having on the hunks of rigid meat she as yet could not see. I idly wondered whether they would just hold her down, tie her up or knock her out before the fun began when what sounded like a shrill cry and a splash invaded my senses. I lay there and listened, thinking it was a bird or an animal, when I heard a plaintive cry for help. Shit. I was not up here freezing my arse off to be a hero, no sir. Shit again I said as I pulled a tracksuit on and ventured into the dark. A small figure lay half out of the stream trying desperately to climb the slippery bank. I grabbed a sleeve and assisted the now near frozen being onto dry land. It was a young person clad in now wet frozen hiking gear and about one minute from hypothermia. I hurried into the tent and quickly began to undress this iceberg. In the semi gloom I did not know if it was a boy or a girl and it wasn't until I was toweling the body dry that I discovered a tiny shriveled penis. "Well young man are you able to talk yet?" I asked. He shyly nodded and said he had been on a day survival course for some scout badge award and "I got lost in the dark" he sobbed. I rugged him up in my bed, discreetly removing my toys from view, and set about making some hot food for us both. His name was Ken, he was 14 and this was his first venture by himself in the mountains he told me as he lay there still shivering. "Hey Kenny" I asked, "would you like a glass of port to warm your insides up." He didn't know what port was so I poured two large glasses and told him to taste it. He smiled as the rich wine trickled down his throat. "Wow that's great errr--" then he realized he didn't know my name. So that was how Ken met Laura. He finished off the port and lay back with a very contented look on his face. Well I have made this little shit happy I thought, here I am in a wet tracksuit and a cold bum. Ken was watching as I turned my back to him, removed my top and dried off. He giggled as I pulled my pants off "don't you wear undies Laura." I told him that if I had wasted time putting underwear on he might not be here now. Ken thanked me and sheepishly said that it was the first time he had seen a ladies bum! Feeling a bit self- conscious now I asked him to turn over while I climbed into bed. Once we were both covered up he rolled back over and we chatted while his body warmed up. The alcohol soon had its effect and Ken was sound asleep, seeking warmth he snuggled into my back and his arm draped over my waist. I held his hand on my tummy to stop it venturing into the "playground areas." The awkward position I was now in prevented me resuming my masterbatory weekend. During the night I was woken by a howling gale, for an instant I was disoriented and could not work out which warm body I was cuddled up to. Our positions had reversed and his little butt was up tight against my cunt sending the wrong messages to my brain. My hand was resting on his thigh and I could not resist the temptation to let my fingers explore a little. My fingers soon located a limp little cock, which I gently massaged and in a few minutes some signs of life could be felt. Yes little Ken was getting an erection, what a pity he wasn't awake to enjoy the experience. For a young guy he soon gave me a nice handle to hold onto, only about 4 inches but quite thick and, my god, so rigid. I indulged my fantasies for a short time, squeezing and caressing, then turned over and drifted off again. Some time later I awoke from a horny dream so I thought but it wasn't a dream. A hand was gently stroking my pussy lips! Shit I thought, Kenny may not have been asleep when I was playing with his cock so now it's my turn to be felt up. Oh well may as well lie and enjoy it, after all, my cunt was the reason I came away. Ken's' fingers explored away so I shifted position a wee bit to give him more access. As he found my love button I pretended to wake up. Ken stopped immediately. "Good morning Kenny," I said, and with a wink asked him how he felt spending the night naked with a woman. He blushed, gave me a grin and said that he did not remember the night as being any different, just solid sleep. You lying little shit I thought, so every night you get to play with a wet pussy? I doubt that buster. I was busting for a piss and I was sure that Ken must have been too. I said, "Well mate it must be time to venture into the cold and bare our butts to the wind, I'm not having you wet the bed." Ken looked a bit embarrassed and said that he felt that he might have a hard time peeing at the moment. I pretended to be ignorant and asked him why. "Wellllllll..." he stammered, "I seem to have this problem you see, I want to pee downwards but my penis has other ideas" "What do you mean Ken?" I said, choking back a giggle. "This," he said uncovering himself, "it just won't relax." I told Ken to come outside with me and I would solve his problem. As I stood up in all my glory Ken surveyed every inch of my body, starting and stopping at my tits, I thought his eyes would pop out. I dragged him and his boner out of the tent and we stood there and stared at the snow that had fallen during the night. I grabbed a handful and without warning slapped it onto Ken's still hard prick. "That should fix it mister," I laughed. We went on either side of the tent and I squatted a bit higher than usual to pee, I didn't want to melt the snow with my hot pussy! I could hear Ken now gushing piss so it looked like I succeeded. Ken beat me back to the tent and climbed under the covers waiting for my return. As I stepped into the tent his little face was beaming, it was obvious he loved every bit of my nakedness so I put on a bit of a show for him. I turned side on and bent down, picked up a comb and began dressing my hair. I raised both hands to the top of my head, which really stuck my breasts out. Now nearly frozen I hopped back into bed and pulled the covers up to under my breasts. It was about the same position Ken was in, both topless. Sheepishly Ken said "Laura would you please cover your ti... oh too late." His body flexed and I opened the covers to see his little boner throbbing away unassisted spraying cum up to his chest. "Why Kenny what caused that?" I said with a grin. Then he told me that the sight of my boobs so close to him gave him the best feeling ever. I leaned over and gave him a real kiss with a touch of tongue. "That was a real compliment Kenny, thank you." I snuggled back under the covers and wondered where this was heading but luckily the sound of an approaching vehicle settled that. Ken's scoutmaster had arrived. This left me alone again, now what is that little sales girl up to... Laura Wood laurabwood@yahoo.com *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* This archive does not condone child abuse, we also do not censor authors. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years "getting it up the butt" by a fellow convict in their local penitentiary. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 6