John Romero - Coed camp

Another girl had come into the tent, and in a second she had dropped all her clothes on the ground and was reaching up between the couple to fondle the man's balls. Annabelle squeezed Dan's leg harder. It was really getting to her. Her lips parted and her breath came faster as the three on the screen went through a variety of acts that gave all of them their kicks. Annabelle's hand slid up the inside of Dan's leg and rubbed against the head of his cock which was already beginning to stiffen. She rubbed slowly and lightly, up and down the growing rod, and the pressure of it against his tight pants leg started to get uncomfortable. But it felt good, too, her hand massaging and squeezing his swelling cock. She did it quite skillfully.

The scene switched again, and the park ranger was standing naked while a cushiony blonde dropped on her knees in front of him and started gobbling away at his upright cock. Annabelle's hand tightened on Dan's tool. He heard a distinct gasping coming from the row behind him, and he turned his head slightly toward Annabelle and strained his eyes to see from the corner without appearing to be turning and staring. He had nothing to worry about. The two girls sitting together behind him were staring fixedly at the bright screen, oblivious to any other spectators. But their hands were busy in each other's pussies, fingers plunging deeply into eager wet holes.

He nudged Annabelle and pointed to their left, a few seats over from their own seats. The girl had her boyfriend's cock out of his pants and she was pumping it up and down excitedly, staring all the while at the naked girl on the screen noisily sucking the ranger's cock. Annabelle scrunched closer to Dan.

"Lordy," she whispered in his ear, "this sure is an educational film."

He took his hand off her tit and dropped it to her thigh, and she shifted a bit to accommodate him, spreading her legs apart. His hand slid the thin skirt up above mid-thigh, then he eased his hand beneath the hem and felt for her pussy. As he had expected, she had on no panties, and his hand landed right in the middle of her hairy mound. Her ass tensed as his finger dropped into the crevice of her love-lips, then eased up into her steaming cunt. He hooked his fingertip until it contacted her clit, and her ass tightened more and she squirmed in her seat. Very slowly he fingerfucked her, feeling her cunt tighten down and relax and tighten again on his probing finger as it went deeper into her juicy tunnel. Her breath came jerkily.

Annabelle pressed as close as she could against Dan as he kept fingering her clit and in a few minutes she shoved her fist into her open mouth and her slender frame jerked several times. Dan glanced about quickly. Nobody was noticing; all eyes were staring at the screen. He pulled his finger out of her cunt to let her recover, but he kept fondling her hairy mound.

The screen action was much faster than that in the audience. One of the hippies was smearing Vick's Vaporub on his stiff cock while a girl got on her hands and knees on the floor of the tent. Placing the well-slicked head right against her puckered asshole, he forced his way through the tight constriction, sinking half his cock between the round cheeks of her ass. Annabelle groaned and clamped her thighs together on Dan's hand.

He nudged her again and pointed to the couple on their left. The boy was still sitting up, his eyes gazing at the screen, but his girl friend had her head down in his lap, and it was riding slowly up and down. Annabelle stroked Dan's cock faster. After a few moments they heard a light coughing, and they saw that the girl had finished with the boy. His load had strangled her a little.

"Let's get out of here, sugah," Annabelle whispered in his ear. "I'm so wet I'll be embarrassed for anybody to see my dress in the light."

She got up and eased past the hard-breathing couple on the left. Dan followed her and they hurried out of the movie house and down the nearly deserted street to his car. Without a word they got in and Dan drove rapidly back toward camp. When they turned off the main road onto the dirt road through the forest, he slowed down and scanned the sides. He remembered two or three turn-offs for picnickers and campers along the way.

After a few miles he saw one on the right, and he slowed down and drove in several yards to the site. His headlights revealed a large heavy wooden table and two benches placed near a stone fireplace. Luckily no overnight campers were there. When he turned off the headlights, they sat in complete darkness. The stars were bright, but there was no moon.

"This is scary," said Annabelle, clutching his arm.

"You've got nothing to worry about, Miz Magnolia," he said. He jumped out of the little car and grabbed a blanket from behind his seat. Then he went around to help Annabelle out.

"I can't see a thing, sugah," she said, squeezing his arm tightly. "But I guess with that big strong arm of yours, I've got nothing to be afraid of."

"That's right, honey-chile," he said, putting his arm about her willowy waist. "Just come along with me."

He felt his way through the darkness over to the table and threw the blanket over the top. Then he took Annabelle in his arms, pressing her hard slim frame tight against him. Her lips met his, parted, and her tongue began to explore inside his mouth. She hunched her hips forward against him, hard, and his hard-on rode over her love-mound. After a moment she broke away.

"Sugah," she said shakily, "I'm just too hot and bothered to try any of those fancy doings we saw in the movie. I just want us to screw ourselves silly. I want something between my legs besides a horse."

Dan had to laugh.

Their eyes were growing accustomed to the darkness, and up close they could see each other. Annabelle pulled her frock up over her head and dropped it on a bench, then stepped up on the bench and lay down on the blanket-covered table, naked. Dan got out of his own clothes almost as fast. He sat on the edge of the table, leaning down to kiss her and to fondle her tits which felt like apples in his hands. She ruffled her fingers through his hair, then reached down to seize his upright cock. Her hand was tiny on the long thick shaft.

"Oh, daddy, what a pussy-pounder you've got here," she exclaimed. "That's a real woman-wrecker. I just wonder if that thing will go in me."

"We'll sure as hell find out;" Dan said, and rolled over between her wide-spread legs. As Annabelle had said, she was too worked up to mess around with a lot of preliminaries. He pressed the swollen head of his cock against wet pussy lips and waited for her to react.

Her slim legs slid up across his hips and locked behind his waist, and her arms went about his neck. Then tensing her strong legs, she slowly drew herself up on him, the slippery wet lips of her cunt closing behind the head of his cock. Her outer rings of love-muscles clamped behind the rim, and she held it there for a few moments.

"Ah, that's so marvelous!" she exclaimed. "Now slowly, sugah. I don't want you to split my little ol' ass wide open with that thing."

Dan fucked her lightly at first, with just the head of his cock inside her cunt, and the rim rubbing against her clit. She was really wet and the juice kept flowing as he gradually increased the length of his strokes, pressing down harder against her. She was as hot as she could be; suddenly she let out a long wail and pulled his head down to clamp her mouth to his. Her slender body jerked spasmodically and he tasted the changing flavor of her kiss as she came and came.

Dan slowed down, but her legs still clamped tightly about him. She pulled her lips from his, panting for breath.

"Baby, you're sure a hot little bunny rabbit," he said.

"Honey," she gasped, "we've just begun. Let's see if we can get some more of that whang in my ever-lovin' pussy."