Paul Sutherland - Girl_s camp counselor

I stood my ground, my hands not knowing what to do with themselves while she sucked at me. I looked down at her back, the flab hanging down, curving out into big hams that were deeply indented by her heels. More than anything, I felt sorry for her.

She, on the other hand, seemed to feel everything but sympathy for me. She had much of my horn in her mouth, and was feeling me up with both hands. Only by means of her expert stimulation did she keep me hard. Maybe she knew it. She ran her hands down my legs and back up, feeling my balls, fingering my ass, and squeezing the buttocks, while her breathing rasped feverishly.

Her head jerked back and forth over my dick, trying to masturbate me with her mouth. Then, when she thought I was horny enough, she stood up and kissed me deeply before reclining on the bed, her legs wide apart, her face eager.

I looked at her grey-haired box and was reminded of nothing so much as frosted swamp grass. It had become shapeless with age and wear, the lips flabby, and hole too big and too red, and I just knew what it would feel like around my dick. So, rather than eat her out, which is what she wanted me to do, I got on top of her and quickly poked my dick up her before it would be too limp for penetration.

I had been right. Like fucking a quaking bog. Her face was ridiculously radiant, her breathing forced, and her tits felt like old wet sponges sewn up in bags of skin two sizes too large. Suddenly I couldn't do it anymore, as if the off switch had been flicked way down in my balls.

The erection simply vanished. The look in her eyes was one of tragedy, and I felt terrible. Nothing is quite as humiliating as losing your hard-on during your first date. But I knew the reasons for it, and I also knew I'd better not tell her or she'd take after me with a cleaver.

"I think it's a vitamin deficiency," I told her in confidential tones. "I know about these things, being a PT instructor, and it wouldn't have happened if I had had access to the camp supplies of Vitamin E. But they didn't have any, and I've really been burning those calories up lately, so…"

"Is that all it is?" she asked, with relief in her voice. "Well, that's easily fixed. I'll just go to the drug store and get you some."

"Don't go to any trouble," I said hastily. "I'll go and get some myself and then I'll come back tomorrow to make up for this."

"No, no," she said, getting up and dressing. "I don't want a pretty fella like you escaping me, no sir! You just relax now while I get those vitamins. It'll take me half an hour to walk to the drugstore because I don't have a car, since I smashed it up last week, but don't you worry. And I'm taking your trousers, just in case you get impatient."

She walked out, her ass bouncing with an air of triumph. I gnashed my teeth. Fucking old whore, she knew all the tricks and more! Taking my Goddamn trousers. Well, I couldn't say she was dumb.

A few minutes after she had left the house, I heard the front door open and footsteps coming up the stairs. I expected it to be her, she probably borrowed some from next door, just to speed up the showdown. But to my surprise a very pretty young girl of eleven walked in.

She was only mildly surprised to see me. "Are you my mom's new man?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I guess so," I said uncertainly, "what's your name?"

"Julia, just like my mom," she said, fiddling with a lock of her long brown hair, "and I have a boyfriend."

"Oh yeah? What do you do with him?"

"We play mummies," she said, "only he calls it mothers and fathers."

"And what happens when you play that game?" Something impelled me to pursue the matter. She sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs in the air. What a morsel she was! My mouth watered at the very sight of her. Fresh, naive, innocent of everything that her mother had had too much of.

"Johnny lets me see his thing and then I make it stand up," she said proudly. "It always stands up for me."

"Let's see," I said, "I don't believe you can make mine stand up, so let's see you do it."

"Where is it?" she asked, responding to the challenge as if still in class.

I threw the covers back and exposed my limp member to her wide open blue eyes. She reached out and took it in her moist little fist, jerking up and down. Awkward at first, she soon got the hang of it and sure enough, she made it stand up.

"You see?" she said victoriously, "I make it stand up every time."

"What does Johnny do to you in return?" I asked.

"He makes me take my pants down and tries to stick it up me. Do you want to see where he tries to stick it, mister?"

"Yes, I would, I'm curious about things like that."

Her pants came down, a little grubby from playing at school, and her chubby, firm cunt appeared. What a feast for the eyes! Round, with a wide split running up the middle, her little ass cheeks visible behind it, I couldn't resist touching it just for a second.

She drew back at that, and told me only Johnny was allowed to touch her there! I told her that, since she had touched my thing, I should be allowed to touch her thing. That gave her food for thought. Eventually she said I could touch her.

"How about taking all your clothes off then?" I proposed, "then we can touch each other all over."

"My mummy wouldn't like it," she hesitated.

"She'll never know," I said, side-stepping the obvious reply to her statement. She nodded and undressed. All pink and soft, her chest slightly full, just puffy, with her pretty face flushed with uncertainty, till I took her hand and pulled her down on me.

Once our flesh met she sensed what to do. She kissed me. Her mouth was hard and wet, and she smelled of candy and chewing gum. I slipped my tongue deep into her mouth just to savor all those childish tastes, and she drew back coughing. I apologized and told her I would buy her candy later, which was the quickest way to mollify her. She came back into my arms and we tried again.

Vitamin E wasn't in it. My dick was as hard and hot as a red poker, just aching to get into her little snatch. She seemed to be warming up pretty quick, and, to keep her on the ascent, I began kissing her soft breasts, pressing into them and drawing the nipples out till she panted with excitement.

In some ways she was like the primitive person who experiences sun for the first time – delighted, a little frightened and in awe of the phenomenon. Her excitement exceeded anything she had experienced before and she snapped in the middle of our love making so that her resistance vanished and she abandoned herself to me utterly.

She lay back, her stomach curving out as her loins pressed into my mouth when I reached her cunt, and I could tell by her face that my tongue was doing a grand job for her. I fell into it, almost, sucking and licking greedily, savoring each trace of piss and sweat, the remains of baby powder and the smell of cotton underwear, along with the womanly odor of her juices that ran freely from the moment I laid my mouth on her.

I drank my heady draft deep, fingering her tight cunt to relax the muscles gripping around the rim. She groaned and struggled in closer, her little hands on her tiny tits, caressing them with random squeezes.

My dick was in the process of boring a hole into the mattress. I wanted her so badly I was willing to forsake her pleasure for the sake of mine but I kept a hold on myself. I wanted her to reach her peak before I inserted myself so that taking her over the top would be a simpler matter. One thing I had learned in the past week was that without an orgasm, a fuck is just like burning the bridge. I licked her ass and ran my tongue up the tight furrow between the two firm orbs of flesh, my fingers titillating her nipples till they were hard with passion. Her slender body was racked with pleasure, choppy seas of passion causing her to jerk and writhe around the pivotal cunt.