Unknown - The camping trip

Her legs were slightly apart and bent up at the knees. Alex could see the smooth white of her inner thighs. He placed his hand gently on the inside of her thigh and softly squeezed. She didn't pull away or tell him to stop. He felt an electricity flow through his body that he had not felt with his mother. He hesitated.

Jeane felt the electricity too. She wasn't sure what to do because she was so excited.

She felt his vacillation. "Is something wrong, Alex?" "I dunno. I feel sort of funny." "Is it a good feeling or bad?" "I dunno, kinna good." "Well, Alex, I feel great please keep going."

At that he boosted himself up onto the sofa and somehow got himself lodged between her legs. The sofa was really not meant for this type of activity, but it was not going to stop either of them.

He leaned down and just before be buried himself into Jeane awaiting pleasure box, he said, "Gee, you don't have so much grass around your house as ma does and where is the little man? On ma, he stands up very straight. When he is standing up and I just touch it, ma just whoops. It's fun seeing her go crazy. Maybe you don't have a little man."

As he was talking, his hand motion slightly intensified as he gently stroke her soft inviting thigh. His hand had inched it's way up so that he was now feeling her crack. He could feel her moistness as his finger explored.

Before Jeane could say anything, he lowered himself down so he could lubricate the premises. In one fell swoop, Jeane felt herself leave the world of children and enter the sensuously delightful world of adults. The first touch of his tongue on her private parts cause her great anxiety, it violated all she had been taught, but the exquisite sensations could not be denied. She writhed and twisted and might possibly even have escaped, but Alex was used to "an active partner" and held her firm in his grip. Slowly and lasciviously his warm tongue found her every fold and recess, bringing hot saliva to moisten and oil and leaving a tingling she had never imagined in her wildest dreams.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm… That feels good!" she said softly. Encouraged by this, Alex renewed his efforts and planted a juicy kiss right on her mons. The sensation was exquisite. He uttered not a word as his warm lips and tongue played games of passion on her genitals. Only when he had finished lavishing and lathering her and bringing her near to the brink of her first climax, did he pause.

He backed away and with the tender touch of a practiced lover he gently found the entrance to her vagina.

Jeane had heard that women had something called a G-spot, maybe he was searching for that, but she would never know if he found it or not, as she had her first orgasm and it nearly blew her mind. She didn't even care if Alex heard, but everyone else in the rest of the world surely heard her reaction. Her scream of ecstacy rose and rose reaching a pinnacle just as the lightening flashed through her brain and a gush of emotion flooded her body. This was what Nancy had talked about. She was right. It was the greatest thing.

But this outburst had not the slightest effect on Alex. He once again replaced his gentle hands with his probing tongue, which continued it's explore, satiated its wanderlust. It was almost painful, but all Jeane could do was moan and hope he didn't stop. No one had ever done that to her before and it felt so good.

Alex's his hands were not idle. Eventually, almost by accident it seemed, they crept around to her buttocks. Slowly and sensuously his warm hands stroked her, not in a lewd way, more like play. He didn't seem to miss a contour. The feeling aroused even more of her, if that was possible.

"Alex that was great, please don't stop. Do it again exactly the way you did before, please."

Alex obediently nodded, sending additional shiver of passion up her spine and snuggled down deeper in her crotch. With a few quick stabs with his tongue he finally found her clitoris, which had swollen to a visible size and peaked out from under its protective fold.

"I found the little man, Jeane," he cried. "So that was what he meant," Jeane thought, "Boy, is this great." After many delicious minutes feeling his expertness raise her once again to dizzying heights, she involuntarily arched my back under the urging of his warm hands still massaging my buns. Another sharp cry erupted from her as a second and more intense climax arrived.

Alex paused for breath, now. He rose and knelt above her with a kindly smile on his face. "Did you like that?"

She was beyond speech, but her smile must have satisfied him for he asked no more.

She looked down at herself. She was all pink and white, stretched out on the sofa. Her smoothly rising ivory breasts were each crowned with a little pink nipple, proudly erect. Her smooth white legs, her inner thighs, gently curved to meet at, then feeling like her very soul, her crotch, where the silky pubic hairs nestled all around her passionately rising mons. The virginal labia swollen and ripe and, of course, her dear little clitoris, although hidden from her view, was stoutly erect, hungering once again for human contact. And now the moistness oozed out of her vagina, down her crack to disappear in the mattress below.

At that instant she heard laughter. It was Josh and Nancy returning. Quickly, she sent Alex off to bed in the back and got her pajamas back on nearly the right way and crawled under the covers to wallow in her own cum. All she could do was feign sleep as the lights were still on in the camper.

"Oh, look she fell asleep before she could even turn the lights off," Nancy said as she leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. "That's funny," she said and paused. Jeane nearly died, but she only said, "Nothing," when Josh asked what it was.

"Wasn't that a total dud, Josh?" she said. "Naw, I thought it was great. I like those guys." "To hell with those guys, Josh, let's fuck." "Not tonight, I am tired and it was a hard day, besides we did it last night."

But Nancy wasn't going to give up that easily.

"How do I look?" she said as she stepped out of her clothes in an instant. "You always look great, Nancy, you know that, but put something on, Jeane is right there." "Ah, she's out cold. Come on give me your big cock, macho man."

Jeane could just see out of the slits of her eyes that Nancy had reached around the slowly disrobing Josh and unzipped his pants. "Let's see what ya' got, big guy."

Jeane never saw, because Nancy moved around him and slid her body seductively down his front. She fiddled there for just an instant and his pant mysteriously slipped to the floor. Quickly she pulled his undershorts down and let out a low mournful moan. "Josh, it's magnificent."

Josh's protests were apparently in vain as he stood stock still. Jeane could still not see what was going on, but her ears detected a sort of slurping noise. Silently, she rolled over slightly so she could see better, but all that was readily visible was a hairy rear end. She could see the muscles in his buttocks tighten and relax and very slowly his pelvis sort of started moving towards Nancy, then away.

His swaying became more exaggerated and Jeane could hear him panting and groaning over a background noise of something like someone slurping soup. Suddenly the noise stopped and in a low passionate voice Nancy said, "Take me Josh. I want this big cock in me. I want your cum to fill me up." "No. Keep it up. That feels great, Honey. I like it this way."

The struggle that ensued was hard to follow. Two practically naked adults (Josh still had on his shirt) proceeded to wrestle like little children. Only when Josh accidentally knocked something off of a table did he stop and say, "OK, dammit. Only be quiet about it or you will wake up Jeane."

He turned around and looked directly at Jeane, but she had her eyes closed, anticipating his move. Nancy moved around Josh and grabbed a couple of blankets out of the cupboard and threw them on the floor. As she lay down, practically right next to Jeane, she glanced over at her and gave her a big wink.