Where it happened: at a hunting camp
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
I am a model. I make pretty good money, and I suppose I owe this to my parents insistence that I enter every beauty pageant and contest in the US while I was growing up. At the time I hated it, and by the time I had my driver’s license, I was trying to run away from the rat race every chance I got.
One day when I was seventeen, I was bitching to my best friend Laci that I just had to get away from my parents for a while. They were always harping at me to “stand up straight, make sure you look your best when you go out, touch up your makeup. Your big break might just be around the corner, you need to be ready for it.” I needed some space and they were driving me batshit. Laci said her dad owned a hunting camp way out in the middle of nowhere, and during the summer it was always empty. She asked him and he said I could go stay there whenever I needed or wanted. He gave me a key and some directions, and the next day Laci and I went to check it out.
We drove for over an hour, the roads getting progressively narrower and more rutted until we came to a small clearing in the woods with a weathered old building setting back from the road under some trees.
Laci said “well, this is it,” and we got out and looked around. There was a stream that ran behind the cabin into a small lake. An outhouse provided the only toilet facilites, and an open well was the source of water, but there were no phones, parents or contestants. It was paradise. We looked around for a while, and Laci helped me open up and clean out the cabin. Afterwards we were dirty and decided to go for a swim to clean up. Laci had worn a bathing suit under her clothes, so she removed her shorts and shirt and waded out into the water. I hadn’t known there was a lake or place to swim so I hadn’t brought a suit. I stripped and waded out after her. She asked me if I was crazy, going naked right out where anyone could see me. I pointed out that we were miles from the nearest person, I was hot and dirty, and I didn’t care. That seemed to satisfy her, so we swam for a while and got out and lay in the sun to dry. I had never gone skinnydipping or sunbathing in the nude before, and I was amazed at how great it felt. I suggested to Laci that she try it, but she didn’t want any part of being unclothed outdoors. After we dried off we dressed and headed back home.
Over the course of that summer and the next I would go up to the camp whenever life got too stressful and just veg out in the peace and quiet. I settled into a routine of going with just a couple towels, an extra pair of flipflops, food and drink, and the clothes on my back. I would get naked as soon as I arrived, and spend my entire time there in the buff. I got a great tan and lots of peace.
Shortly after my eighteenth birthday, I went up and spend a week at the camp. The second day I was there, I heard a car coming down the dirt road toward the cabin. I was laying out naked on a chaise lounge in the clearing in front of the cabin, listening to my CD player. By the time I heard the car it was too late to dress or hide, so I played like I was all cool and stayed lying on the lounge in the sun. Laci’s dad got out and walked over. I said “Hi, Mr B, how are you?” as nonchalantly as I could. He was a bit flustered at first, but said he was fine. He asked if I wanted to get dressed or if I was okay with him being there while I was naked. I said I was cool with him being there and he sat down and we talked for a long time. I could see he was admiring my body, and I enjoyed showing it to him. The topic of sex came up and he asked if I was a virgin. I was, and said so. He asked if I had thought about who my first guy was going to be. In reality I had. I had a crush on Laci’s dad since forever. He wasn’t particularly good looking, but he was a quiet, considerate man who always trated me with dignity and kindness. I said quietly while looking down that I had hoped it would be him. He started to tell me why this would be such a bad idea when I reminded him that he was a widower, I was over eighteen and on the pill, and if we cared about each other how could it be wrong. He was quiet for a long while then said that if I promised never to tell Laci, he would be glad to be my first. I agreed. He pulled a lawn chair over next to the lounge chair I was laying on and sat down. He told me thst he thought I was beautiful. He then put one of his big rough hands on my breast and began to caress it. He gently pulled at my nipple then reached his other hand down and parted my thighs. He ran his hand through my bush and then lightly traced his finger down over my slit. He worked it inside gently and leaned over and sucked first one nipple then the other. I came right then and there and my juices ran all over his hand that was between my legs. He smiled and inserted three fingers deep into my pussy. His thumb gently brushed over my clit and before I knew it, I was ready to come again. He brought me to another orgasm before removing his fingers from inside me. He had me stand up and he felt me up all over while kissing and sucking me everywhere. He took me over to the picnic table, had me lie down on it, and ate me out. After I recovered I helped him get naked and knelt in front of him. His penis was about three and a half inches long and very thick. I was a little surprised that he wasn’t hard. I wrapped my hand around it and kissed the tip. I ran the end of my tongue over the opening while caressing his balls with my other. I took him into my mouth, and slipped my lips back off him. In a few minutes he was very hard and precum was beading up at the end of his penis. I wanted to suck him off all the way to orgasm, but he wanted my pussy, so he laid me on the picnic table again, felt me until I was dripping and put the head of his penis against my lips. He slowly slid into me. I half expected the pain I had heard other girls talk about, but there was none. When his balls were touching my bare bottom he paused, then slowly started to slide back out. When only his head was still in me he reversed and pressed it back all the way in. He picked up speed and I could feel myself getting closer to coming when I felt a hot liquidy spurt of sperm inside my body. It repeated over and over several time until my own orgasm blew me away. He stood there between my legs, his penis still buried deep in my pussy and gently massaged and squeezed my breasts. He pulled out and lifted me like a baby and carried me into the warm water of the little lake. I think back now to how it may have looked funny to anybody who could have watched. Mr B is about 5’6″ and I am 6’1″. This little stocky guy with a big belly carrying a tall slender naked girl literally young enough to be his daughter down into the water with his penis jutting straight out, but to me it was the most romantic moment of my life. He took me every way a man can take a girl that day. He pressed his penis into my rectum, my mouth, between my boobs, and in my pussy over and over again.
I’ve been with much more handsome men, and have had penises that were twice as long and big in diameter inside me, but none ever came close to the tenderness and pure exhilaration I felt that day. Mr B is just like a dad to me, and more. Unfortunately, Laci and I have drifted apart, but whenever I’m back in town I look him up and we go out to the old camp and have sex again. I have celebrated some of my most important milestones in life on the end of his penis, and look forward to continuing to do so in time to come.
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