John Romero - Coed camp

He walked on through the darkness toward the lake. He passed the dining hall and turned left, skirting the shore. The moon was almost full, and its reflection was very bright off the smooth surface of the lake. A quick dip would be fine, Dan thought. But he was afraid some of the other counselors might be out on the float, so he kept moving along the shore, away from the camp. He passed some small cabins on the far side of the dining hall and guessed that they were quarters for the food services staff.

Another hundred yards and he came to a thick cluster of trees that nearly screened the shore, leaving only a very small sandy beach. Dan sat down on the sand to pull off his sneakers. He stripped his T-shirt off over his head and dropped it on top of his sneakers.

"Looks like somebody else got the same idea as me," a girl's voice said, throaty and a bit husky. "A good night for a swim, Dan."

He jerked his head around and saw the girl from the dining hall, Norma Medina. It was easy to make her out in the moonlight, with her short black curls clustering tightly against her head. He could see her teeth gleaming whitely in a big smile.

"Hi, Norma," he greeted her. "Come on down."

She stepped down onto the narrow half-moon of sandy beach. She dropped a large towel and sat down beside him and started unstrapping her sandals. "You remembered my name, man," she exclaimed. "Hey, that's great. And with all these millions of cute chicks and their sophisticated mamas allover the place."

"No sweat," he said. "You're a cute chick yourself."

"Thanks, man. I think we're gonna get along just fine." Then, "Are you all by yourself? Put the kiddies to bed already?"

"All alone and unafraid," he replied. "And the kiddies are tucked in. Not even a bedtime story."

"I'll bet you can tell some good ones, a big handsome guy like you," she laughed.

Okay, Acres, he told himself, the girl's making a big pitch. What are you waiting for?

"Did you say we're going to like each other a lot, Norma?"

"That's more or less what I said, man. Why?"

For answer, he turned and put his arm about her shoulder. Immediately she cuddled her head against his chest and gave a contented sigh. "That's nice," she said. "I've been wanting to have a man's arms about me for a long time, and the sight of all these young kids wasn't very encouraging."

She tilted her face up, and Dan leaned to kiss her. He was surprised by the eager passion that seemed to explode in her as her large, wide lips practically smothered his own writhing and sliding across his mouth. Her tongue tip came through his lips and began searching inside, against his teeth and his tongue.

He twisted his body about to get in a more comfortable working position and she leaned back, pulling him down partly across her as she lay on the sand, his arm under her head. Her arms went about his neck and pulled him close for another long, exciting kiss. Norma does a real fast preheat, he thought briefly, then he quit thinking. His free hand went up under her T-shirt, finding a large bare tit that felt like a spongy grapefruit against his hand. He slid his palm across the nipple and it rose into a hard, acorn-sized protuberance. He squeezed it lightly between his thumb and fingers and she moaned, and her body tensed against him. Her tongue moved faster and deeper inside his mouth.

His own heart beating faster, he slid his hand from her tit down across her curving belly, across her shorts and along her thighs. She moved her legs apart and her breath came hot and fast across his face as her lips roamed all over his face, her tongue racing. But her shorts were too tight for him to get his hand up the leg of them, to finger her cunt. He rubbed, her love-mound through the fabric of her shorts, and she rolled her hips with excitement.

"What are we waiting for, Dan?" she gasped, pulling her lips from his. "Let me up for a minute."

She stood up, picked up the towel she had brought, and spread it on the sand. Then she pulled her T-shirt over her head, her beautiful boobs rising and thrusting out proudly in the moon gleam.

Dan stared for just a moment, then he unsnapped and unzipped his shorts and pulled them off. Before he could get his undershorts off, Norma was lying down again, stretched on the towel with her legs apart and her arms raised toward him. She hadn't worn any underwear. The bush between her legs was just a dark shadow in the dim light, but he could see her round solid hips writhing impatiently.

He knelt beside her, his cock just beginning to rise. Everything had happened so fast! But Norma had an answer for that. She reached a hand for it and began to squeeze and manipulate it. He put his hand into the nest of crisp hair covering her pubic mound and caressed it, and she tightened her grip on his swelling cock and pump it up and down.

"Come on, Dan," she pleaded. "Let me have it in me, now!"

He got between her legs as she spread them even farther apart and lowered himself until he held the head of his now rigid cock against her pussy lips. They were slippery wet already. No preliminaries needed for this, he reflected, thinking briefly of Marsha. Then he eased the head between her lips and into her love-channel. Her hands went around his ass, and bracing with her heels against the sand, she shoved her own ass up off the towel, jerking him into her at the same time.

"Oh," she groaned, and his cock slid part way into her tight pussy as if it were being swallowed. "Oh, that hurts so good!" She backed off and jerked up again, heaving her hips against him once more, and this time he went all the way in, his pubic hair mingling with hers and his balls resting against her juice-slippery ass.

"Oh, Lord," she groaned again, holding him tight against her. "Just leave it like that for a minute, lover. Deep in me."

She took her hands off his ass and put them around his neck again, pulling him to her for more of her soft-lipped sliding kisses. Her cunt muscles tightened down, holding his cock firmly in her, all the way to the bottom. He could feel the muscles in her pussy working, squeezing away, up and down the length of his shaft and around the swollen head. He felt his asshole quivering in ecstasy.

She held still for a few moments more, then she began a slow rolling motion with her hips, and Dan just rode easily on her strong, well-cushioned body. Her cunt muscles did most of the work, pulling and practically sucking at his cock. Norma got a steady rhythm going, and she began to hum softly, a sexy tune which she punctuated regularly with little extra heaves of her ass. She talked to him, too, and Dan found that it helped him keep control of his superexcited cock.

"Oh, lover, I'm gonna fuck you till you can't stand up," she crooned. "We're gonna make love like this all summer, and you'll never forget this sweet lovin' hot pussy."

She sang and hummed along, then gradually she speeded up her movements and her breath started coming jerkily. She stopped humming and pressed her mouth against his chest, her teeth biting lightly into his muscle. Then she began moaning, the sound muffled against his chest, and Dan suddenly felt as though he were on a bucking horse as her ass sprang up off the sand in great heaves.

One hand remained clamped against the small of his back, but the other ranged up and down his back and side, raking with her nails as she started coming.

Dan grunted as he speeded up to match her, ramming his cock in and out of her hot dripping pussy as if he would drive her ass into the sand. That seemed to be exactly what Norma wanted. He felt the pressure boiling up in his balls, then his load of juice spurted through his cock in great jolts, and she grunted with the impact as he slammed each charge deep into her. His knees and toes ground through the thin towel into the sand, seeking leverage to drive even harder.