Barbara peeled her bikini bottom down her legs and kicked it onto the floor. Then she slid her fingers into her wet cunt, putting on a show for him. He stared at her fingers as they went deep into her dripping slit.
Barbara turned around for him and then bent way over. She had her hands on her hips, prying her ass cheeks apart. Her tits flipped out of the bikini top and bobbled in the air. When she turned wound she saw that the guy was really turned on. His cock was so thick and hard that the bathing suit looked like it was going to rip any second. She pushed him down on her bed and then as he sat there staring at her, she pushed her cunt into his face. Her hands grabbed his head and pulled it close. 'Lick it,' she said. 'Come on, Bob, lick my cunt.'
His tongue slipped out of his mouth and dabbed at her cunt. She moved his head up and down, rubbing her wet pussy lips across his face, shoving her clit into his open mouth.
'Ah, that feels good. Real good,' she said. 'Now I'll do it for you. Would you like me to lick you, Bob? Want me to suck on your cock?' She was teasing him, getting him all worked up.
He laid down on the bed. 'Yeah,' he said. 'Do it.'
Barbara knelt down on the floor. She planted her mouth on his thighs and kissed and sucked them, moving her head up toward his crotch. Then she slipped her fingers into the side of his swim trunks. She pulled them down to his thighs. His hard dick sprang straight up in the air. Little clear drops slid down from the top of it, pouring out of the tiny slit. Barbara could tell that he was going to shoot his load any second now. She climbed onto the bed next to him and kissed him on his mouth. Then she moved her lips slowly down his chest. 'Play with my tits, Bob, make me feel good.'
His hands grabbed at her jiggling tits and his fingers closed tight around her flesh as Barbara's head moved down towards his cock. She grabbed his dick in one hand and held it rigid. Then she opened her mouth and sank her lips onto his moist cock head. Bob groaned and pushed it into her mouth. His slippery shaft quivered inside of her lips, dripping onto her tongue. She pumped his prick a few times, closing her fingers tight as she led it in and out of her mouth. Then she pulled it out of her lips and ran her tongue around the thick fleshy tip. Bob cried out and shot off all over her extended tongue. His cum squirted into her mouth, spattering deep into her throat. Her hand was covered with his sticky fluid. Streams of white ran down onto her wrist as his dick kept spitting at her. She ran his cock all over her face, pumping thick gobs of cream from his tip that spurted onto her lips and her cheeks. Then she licked his prick clean and swallowed his sweet tasting semen. As the guy laid there moaning, Barbara moved her hips up to his face. She put her knees on the side of his head and then spread her legs wide. Her dripping cunt lowered onto his lips and then she rocked back and forth, fucking his mouth with her cunt. She buried her head back into his moist groin, sucking and playing with his prick, trying to get it stiff again. The two of them bounced all over the bed, sucking and slurping on each other until they were both at the peak of orgasm again.
Barbara turned around and slid off of him. The shaft in her hand was throbbing really fast now, hard and wet, ready for her. She stood above him and spread her legs wide. Then she sank down onto him, guiding his rigid prick into her wet pussy with her hand. It shot all the way into her, sending her into a series of shudders that drove her crazy. She bounced up and down on his dick, ramming her cunt onto his shaft as hard as she could. Bob grabbed her tits and mauled them in his hands, squeezing and pulling at her huge mounds while she pinned him down onto the bed with her dripping slit.
Barbara felt the wave of pleasure building inside of her as she wiggled on his dick. She hopped up and down, moving from left to right, ramming that dick in and out of her as fast as she could. And then her cum spilled all over his rock hard cock. 'Ahhh, fuck it, stick it into my cunt. It feels so good. So fucking good. I love your cock. So stiff and so long. Ahhhhh, fuck me!' She rocked all over the bed until her passion was spent. But she knew she still had to take care of his prick. She was surprised that he hadn't come yet. She knew she was probably his first piece of ass.
As Barbara straddled his cock she felt warm all over. Warm and wet. She wanted to take it in the ass now. To feel that stiff teenage dick pounding at her tight hole. And even as she thought of that, she couldn't help remembering how Roger and Steve did it to her. So rough and hard. She wanted to be forced to take it in the butt by this teenager. But she knew he was still too innocent to get rough with her. At least she could fantasize, though. She made believe that she was his prisoner, that he'd been whipping her with a long black leather strap, and now he wanted to ram it into her hole.
She slid off of his cook and turned around. She held his cock in her, hand and then led it to her asshole. The throbbing meat split her apart and shot deep into her ass, burning and pulsing inside of her. With her tight ass around his cock she slid up and down on it as fast as she could, crying and groaning as it hammered away at her butt.
That was all he needed. He grabbed her hips and yanked her down hard, plunging his dick way into her. His prick quivered and then spat thick gobs of cum into her ass. 'Ooooh, do it,' she said, 'do it harder.'
His prick splashed streams of semen into her tunnel. While his rod sloshed in and out of her butt, Barbara cupped her huge tits in her hands, squeezing her own flesh as she got fucked in the ass.
When he was through pumping her, Barbara pried herself loose from his cock. Cream gushed out of her asshole and poured down onto his cock. Without slowing down, Barbara turned around once more and took his prick into her mouth. She sucked up all of the juices and then swallowed.
She was tired now, exhausted, fucked out. She laid down on the bed and closed her eyes. She wiggled around on the bed, smearing all of the wet cream across her ass cheeks. She was vaguely aware of the teenager dressing, and then she heard the cabin door close as he went outside. She knew he would be back soon, and then she could get him into treating her rough. Bit by bit she would teach him how to turn her on.
She had an hour left to relax before she had to go back on duty again. She spent it on the bed.
Just as she was ready to go back outside, dressed in jeans and a tight denim shirt, there was a knock on the cabin door. It was Bob.
'Well,' she laughed. 'Back for more?'
There was a strange look on his face. He didn't seem so friendly any more. He was nervous, too, as he stood there in the doorway.
'Is there anything wrong?' Barbara said.
'I've been talking to some of the guys,' Bob said.
'What?'
'And I told them what happened.'
Barbara's face was red. She was pissed off now. She knew she'd never hear the end of it. All those teenaged bastards would make life hell for her.
'The guys want you to take us on another hike in the woods. Tomorrow night at twelve. If you don't, I'll have to report you.' Bob laughed, turned around, and left her standing there.
She knew that she didn't have any choice now. She had to do what the kids said. And now she realized that Bob wasn't so innocent after all. And maybe she wouldn't have to teach him to be rough with her. She knew how sadistic those teenage guys could be. And she was going to find out tomorrow night.
CHAPTER FOUR
Later on in the evening, at nine, Barbara had to make her rounds of the camp, just to make sure everything was under control. All of the counselors had to do it so they split up the hours and took turns checking out the camp. Barbara always got the nine o'clock spot and that was one part of her duties that she didn't mind at all. At that time of night it was usually quiet and there really wasn't much for her to do.
She went down to the beach and saw a few of the teenagers sitting around a bonfire with two of the counselors. After spending a few minutes in front of the fire she went back towards the cabin and completed her circuit. Just as she was at the last cabin, the one at the edge of the woods she heard some male voices, whispering in the darkness.
Barbara quietly walked around to the back of the cabin. She saw three or four teenage guys peering into the cabin. 'There she goes,' one of them said. 'Look at her, man what a piece.'
'I like the other one, the one on the bed.'
Barbara moved closer but as she neared the guys her foot stepped on some dry brittle branches on the
