Where it happened: In a lake in Maine
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was a counselor in an all-boys sleepaway camp. I had just bought my first car in the small town near camp. We were still in orientation – the kids hadn’t arrived at camp yet. So the counselors had our evenings free. Five of us decided to drive to town one evening. There was nothing to do there except cruise and look at the “townies” hanging out on street corners.
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At the time, I had no girlfriend back home. I had been dating different girls since I was pretty young – probably 10 or 11. I never went through what psychologists called the “latency” period, when young boys are not into girls so much. I always liked girls and had at least one or two crushes on some girl every year. I made out (kissed for long periods of time) with them all, but had only twice touched a girl’s breasts. Once was while standing on a small bridge, at summer camp the year before Maine. We were fully clothed when I placed the palm of my hand on her sweater square on her breast. She slapped me in the face and yelled “No, no, no!” and nearby couples snickered as I hurried away in humiliation. The other time was when my very aggressive high-school sweetheart, who had way more sexual awareness than I had, guided my hands under her blouse to the hooks on her bra. I undid it and she lay on her back. When I didn’t immediately reach for her breasts, she took my hand in hers and brought it to her naked breast. We kissed while I massaged it. My penis was really hard, but I was a total innocent; never learned about sex from my Dad, didn’t know what to do next, and had no idea what it was she wanted me to do. In retrospect, I know how frustrating this all was for her.
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One of the townies was sitting on a curb alone. She was a blonde, probably around our age – 16. She looked up at us and smiled, so I stopped the car, got out, and walked over to her. The rest of the guys stayed in the car, grumbling. It was an unspoken rule that we didn’t mix with the townies.
I started talking to her – I don’t recall a word of what we said until she asked, “Do you want to go for a swim?” The camp and the town were on the edge of a beautiful lake, and we were standing 50 feet from the water’s edge. “Sure.”
I followed her to the water’s edge, where she stripped down to her bra and panties. She was about 5′ 2″. She urged me to strip so I did, leaving my briefs on. She took my hand and led me into the water. It was cold and raised goosebumps from our toes to our necks. She stopped when we were waist high in the lake and turned to me. She pulled me right to her and knelt down. She tugged my underwear down and took my penis in her mouth. As cold as I was, the heat of her mouth felt good. I was hard in her mouth as she massaged my penis with her tongue. Then she stood up, took her panties off, and put her arms around my neck. She pulled herself up until her vagina was on my penis, and lowered herself onto it. I wrapped my arms around her back to help her balance, and came inside her.
My penis shriveled and she put her feet back on the sandy bottom and we walked to shore, where we laid down and started making out. I finally got to massage and kiss her breasts; her nipples were hard and I became erect again. I rolled on top of her when the boys from the car started calling, “C’mon. Let’s get out of here.” I don’t even remember if we did it again; I don’t think so. We got dressed and went to the car. I gave the keys to one of the boys and got into the back seat, where my first lover and I continued to make out, groping everywhere, until we got to her house. She got out and walked away. I never saw her again.
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