Christine’s Story II

The scenes of being fucked kept recurring. I could still see his naked cock as he stood over me. From my point of view it seemed enormous. His circumcised dick stood straight out from his loins supported by a tight sack. It bobbed up and down like a caged animal. Then I was being fucked. Over and over again this ‘movie’ replayed itself. First I could see his phallus then I was being fucked.

I awoke with a start. I was disoriented for a moment. Then the memory of last nights fucking crept back into my consciousness. As I lay in my bunk I was sweating. My panties were down around my knees and my t-shirt was up under my armpits. My body was exposed from my tits to my pussy. It was true! I had been fucked! The dream was real!! I had let Wesley fuck me last night down on the dock.

I hadn’t sleep much last night. My mind was replaying my episode with Wesley on the dock. I could still feel his hands taking my clothes from my young body. I could still feel my panties sliding down my hips and down my legs, leaving me naked under the night sky.

I could still feel his hands as they freely roamed from my young tits to my exposed crotch. I could feel his fingers caressing my labia then moving lower. I remembered that when he touched my anus it felt like a hot poker had just touched me. When he touched my clit my whole world exploded.

Most of all I could still feel his hard penis slowly entering my nude body. “Okay…okay… I’ll just put the head in, okay?” he had said. We both knew it was a lie. I could still feel as his monster cock as it went deeper and deeper and how warm it felt, how hard it felt, how full I felt. In particular I could still feel how sweet it felt. I had never felt like that! I remember thinking that there must be a smooth limb of a tree buried in my cunt. Best of all I could still feel the barrage of pounding forceful strokes that left me breathless as he fucked me as fast and hard as he could.

I wanted more of that.

I had to get up and start the day. If I stayed here the nurse would want to know why and I didn’t have a good answer. I had to see Wesley. I wanted him to fuck me again.

I spent most of the day doing normal things. But I felt different than I had ever felt. I was more aware of my pussy than I had ever been. It felt different. It felt good. It was all I could do not to touch it. Finally near the end of the day I saw Wesley walking towards the dock. I discreetly followed him.

“Hi Chris.” He said when he saw me. Where have you been hiding all day?”

“Oh I’ve been around.” I replied trying to sound just as casual while my hart was pounding in my chest.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “I have been kind of worried about you.”

“I’m just fine.” I told him.

“You’re not upset or anything like that?”

“Absolutely not… I am the happiest girl in camp. I feel fine.” I looked down at the ground, “I want to do that again.” I admitted shyly.

We stood in silence for a few seconds not really looking at each other. We didn’t want anybody to suspect anything.

“Dad is going into town tonight to visit his girlfriend.” He said quietly. “If you want you can come over to the house after lights out.” He seemed a little nervous.

A knot formed in my tummy adding to the pounding in my chest. I knew that I shouldn’t. I knew that I was being bad. “Okay.” I answered nervously. “I… I gotta go before somebody gets curious. See ya.” I shoved my hands in my pockets and turned to leave.

“It’s a date then, I’ll see ya later.” He said.

My face felt hot as I walked away looking at the ground. “Uh huh.”

I lay in my bunk fully dressed in shorts and t-shirt waiting for the lights to go out. My mind was racing. ‘Should I go? What would happen? Would we do it again?’ I was thinking. I really wanted to go. ‘Would my friends find out?’ suddenly the lights went out. ‘Ohmygod it is time to go soon!’

I waited for a few minutes. I don’t really know how long. Maybe it wasn’t long enough.