The Camp Councelor

It was the summer before Senior Year and I took a job as a counselor at the summer camp upstate. It was a “gifted-and-talented” camp so lots of privileged rich kids going through all sorts of activities. I came second in the State Chess Championship for my age so I got the job of teaching chess.

I would be gone for six weeks and I would really miss my girlfriend. After a year and a half of going out we finally went all the way over Christmas break. That first time had happened too fast to think about protection and it was a scary couple of weeks waiting for her period. Thankfully she went on the pill after that and we had been enjoying each other in bed pretty regularly. She was going to Europe with her family and I was afraid she might meet someone but she swore her fidelity to me as I said goodbye at the airport.

I got there a couple of days before the campers and hung out with the other counselors. There were a couple of cute girls and we flirted back and forth but nothing went further that a few stolen kisses between stolen beers.I felt a little guilty but my hormones were raging. We were by a lake and it was hot so most of the female councilors wore bikini tops and shorts most of the time.

Once the campers arrived and checked in we had our first campfire. I had the older chess group so my campers were all 12-15, mostly boys. The head councilor joked that in addition to everything else I got “jailbait duty” at night, which I was informed consisted of spending two hours in the early hours with a flashlight acting as human birth control. A couple of summers earlier three girls had returned home with a special bonus in their bellies and the management didn’t want a repeat.

My first class the next morning consisted of seven boys and three girls, all of them cute. I don’t know what it is but almost all girls who rise in chess are smoking hot, unlike their stereotypically nerdy boy cohorts. I had been told I was the exception that proves the rule but, in my mind, only in comparison with my peers. I played sports but more for fun than hopes of stardom.

Since it was a somewhat advanced group I went straight to advanced tactics, demonstrating positions on a huge overhead projector. After thirty minutes of this I divided them up to play games under tournament conditions, with clocks and carbonless score sheets to record their games for future analysis. As I sat in my chair I looked them over and made sure there was no cheating.

As I said before all three girls were stunners. The first one, Amy, was a tall skinny blond with just pointy little A-Cups to go along with her long, coltish legs. For some reason God decided to give the nicest asses to thirteen year-old girls and she was double blessed.

Jennifer was 14 and had been the under-12 girls champion a couple of years back. Boys, and some men, had been buzzing around her since she blossomed early at age 11. Many a boy had lost to her because he could not keep his eyes off of her large breasts. She had shoulder-length black hair and the deepest blue eyes, though some would say she was a little chubby. I thought she was perfect. I was proud to say I had only lost one game to her boob advantage.

Katie was an anomaly. She was twelve and, except for her breasts you would swear she was a boy. She always wore baggy clothing as if she was embarrassed of her womanly growths. Strawberry blonde hair and freckles with the palest skin. She was also the most talented of the three girls and maybe even the best player in the class.

That first day I did the nerdiest boys a favor and paired them with the girls. It made me chuckle to see them try to not be caught staring. I think the girls enjoyed the attention and certainly the advantage their developing bodies gave them. After the class ended and everyone turned in their score sheets and left I saw Amy hanging back.

“Don’t you have another activity to get to?” I asked her.

“I have a free period. Do you have time to go over my game?”

“Sure.”

We set up a board and started replying her game, which had ended in a draw. Amy was convinced she should have won it so we went over the moves closely. I made a couple of suggestions about her opening moves. She gave a good defense of her choices so we moved on to the middle game.

As she reached for a pawn I felt her left breast brush against my arm. I looked down and in that position I had a direct, down-the-neck shot of her bra-encased boobs drooping against the cups of her dark blue bra. I thought it was an accident until she looked me in the eye and smiled.

This was a new thing to me! I had kissed two girls in my 16 years and here was a pretty girl rubbing her boob on me. We locked eyes for a second before I slid my hand down and gently squeezed the offered tit. Amy squealed at my touch.

“Uh, I have another class soon. If you really want to finish this, come by my cabin after dinner.”

“See you then.”

The rest of the day could not have passed slower. By the time dinner came around I was a ball of nerves. Across the dining hall I saw Amy sitting with Jennifer and Katie. Every so often she would look my way and smile. I smiled back, my penis at full staff and throbbing with anticipation. I saw her giggling and the other two girls looked over to me as well.

Once I got my table squared away I started my walk to my cabin. My bunkmate had a girlfriend on the staff and since she had a single cabin I pretty much had ours to myself, perfect for a make out session with Amy. We were not supposed to “fraternize” with the campers but I knew it went on all the time.

I turned the corner through a small copse of trees and saw Amy standing on my porch. She must have run fast to get there before me. She shifted awkwardly on her feet as she watched me walk toward her. I reached out my hand and she took it. We pulled toward each other and our lips met. Hers were so soft and silky it was like kissing a magic pillow.

“That was my first kiss,” she said. “It was awesome!”

“Thank you,” I croaked out. “And I am honored.”

I led her inside and she took a seat on my bed. I sat down next to her and pressed my lips on hers. This time I was a little more aggressive and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She soon reciprocated. Instinct took over and I slowly eased her back onto the bed. Our bodies entwined on the bed and I was sure she could feel my hard on on her leg. Her hand went behind my neck as she held me to her.

After a few minutes I moved my hand under her shirt and discovered she had ditched the bra. Her breasts were so soft and firm. Amy let out little cooing sounds as I gently caressed her mounds. I started working her shirt up so I could get a look. She raised her arms and let me take it all the way off. Her deliciously beautiful pink nipples were puckered and standing out proudly.

I broke our kiss just to stare at them. I licked first one and then the other bringing more mewling sounds of pleasure out of her. I teased them with my tongue then took one into my mouth. This made Amy jump a bit. It was my turn to become topless as she pulled my shirt up. I was a little embarrassed at my chest which was matted with dark hairs.

“Sorry about being so hairy.”

“I love it. It’s sexy!” Amy nuzzled her face into my fur and took a turn at licking my nipples. My girlfriend had never done this and I loved it.

We returned to our kissing and her nipples brushed against my hairy chest. I decided to go for it and reached for the waistband of her shorts. I had met no resistance so far and didn’t expect any now. I unsnapped them and was starting on the zipper when Amy lifted her ass of the bed, which I took as a sign of encouragement. As I pulled them down and off I realized she had come for action, having ditched her panties along with her bra.

Her pussy looked so delicate with its sparse bush of blonde hair. At first she tried holding her legs together as if she was embarrassed.

“I didn’t shave it.”

“Don’t ever. It’s really sexy!”

I licked and lapped at her. I put a hand on one ass cheek and started slowly rubbing at her clit. When I plunged my tongue into her virgin opening her legs locked around my ears. Her mewls became grunts as I snaked my tongue and fingers across her labia. With a final scream she went over the edge into full-fledged climax.

She panted hard to regain her breath. “Was that an orgasm?”

I nodded. “Lots of firsts for you tonight. Ready for the big one?”

“I didn’t plan on leaving here a virgin.”

I could not have pulled by shorts down fast enough. Amy gave me a slightly fearful look as she saw the penis that was going to turn her into a woman. I am only slightly above average in the meat department but I guess when you have never seen one before they all look big.