Camp Counseling

Literotic asexstories – Camp Counseling by Grizzzfan,Grizzzfan
This story reads like a Penthouse letter but happened a number of years ago in the 1990s. Its my first of several stories featuring my wife Casey, with some of our sexual adventures around the world with various combinations of people. There isn’t as much detail in this story as in some of my other escapades, it seemed to flow quicker onto the computer and not need the detail. Enjoy.

Early in my marriage my wife and I were asked by some neighbors to chaperone for several weeks at a summer camp in the Cascade foothills. We had some vacation time and decided to get a rest.

Most of the campers were in their early teens. The counselors were college students. There were about 200 campers and 40 counselors, with only 12 adult chaperones.

The camp was located on a lake in a wooded valley with lots of water sports, hiking and other activities. The camp lacked telephones, and had electricity pretty much only in the administration building and nearby dining hall. It was about a mile off the North Cascades Highway and was surrounded by National Forest and state lands. The main building was the original house on the property, built during the early 20th Century by a timber company owner. It was a beautiful Victorian in a picturesque setting.

The boys and girls were kept separated at night by about 400 yards of woods and strictly forbidden from making contact. The camp was sponsored by a non-denominational church (to which we did not belong) but was not overtly religious. At this point I was happily married and didn’t spend much time looking at the female counselors, although with twenty college women there was a little eye candy.

The adult chaperones and campers occupied wooden buildings built like military barracks with about 25 kids and 2 adults per building. The boy and girl areas had their own bathrooms but shared a dining hall in the middle. Some of the camp counselors bunked in the buildings, but a few chose to pitch tents in the 75 yards of woods between the dining hall and lake. The entire area was crisscrossed by trails with jeep trails connecting the huts and the dining hall.

The kids roasted marshmallows around campfires by the lake and looked at the stars until about 10 pm, when they were sent to their bunks. Most of the kids were happy to do that after a long day outside. On the evening of the second night I took one of the paths through the woods to visit my wife, intending to discuss our group plans for the following day. The weather had been typical Pacific Northwest for August – sunny and low 80s. The temperature was still warm at 10:30 pm when I left, so I had on only a t-shirt and shorts. The well worn and wide path through the woods was shorter than the jeep trail, and was lit enough by the moon to see where I was going.

As I approached the female camp I noticed a tent in the woods. It was dimly lit from inside by what appeared to be a little propane lamp, which was in violation of both the lights-out policy and a prohibition on propane torches. I took several steps off the path toward the tent intending to gently ask them to turn out the light, thinking I could have Casey talk to them in the morning about using propane. The path was lit well enough, but it became darker as I stepped past a couple of pine trees into a little grassed clearing.

As my eyes adjusted to the dark I realized from the height of the shadows that the women in the tent were probably college counselors. Details were not afforded by the lamp through the shimmery white fabric of the tent, but one of the women appeared to be sitting on a cot with her back to me while the other stood a foot or two away. I was about to say something when I saw the standing woman start to pull her shirt up. I suppose that there is a bit of voyeur in everyone, and that part of me caused a pause before I could speak.

The standing woman stopped pulling her shirt from over her head and appeared to be talking to the sitting woman. As I recovered my composure and was going to say something, the standing woman began to gyrate her hips suggestively. The sitting woman mocked applause with her hands silently. The standing woman then slowly twisted and turned as she played with the bottom of the shirt, then provocatively raised it up and over her head.

At that point there was no way I was going to interrupt her, so I stepped back a foot or two into the shadows next to a pine tree. The standing coed spun around a few times as she shook her bottom, then popped open the snap and slid the skirt down her legs. She whipped her shoulder length hair, which was in a ponytail, as she spun around. Her bra was next, after she had cupped her breasts and played with them through the fabric, pretending to lick her nipples, and finally unclasping the back.

The standing woman flipped the bra toward the woman sitting on the cot, who I now realized had leaned back with one arm holding herself up, with the other hand apparently working between her legs. My dick had already started to respond before I stepped back into the shadows, and by now was mostly bulging against my hiking shorts. Back-lit by the lantern, the standing coed turned away from the girl on the cot, pushed her buns toward her friend, and then inched her panties down to the ground.

Suddenly the sitting woman stood up and stepped over to the other. She was a few inches shorter and didn’t appear to have long hair. Taking two steps forward to the taller coed, the smaller one put her arms around the taller girl’s shoulders and began to kiss her passionately. The taller girl grabbed the shorter one’s bottom and pulled her pelvis tight.

By this point my cock was completely hard, confined in the shorts. As the shorter girl kissed her way down the other’s shoulders and then chest, I could not take it any more.

Reaching past the waistband I grasped the meaty shaft. The short girl stopped for only a few moments at the breasts, kissing and sucking each one in turn, then knelt with her face between the taller girl’s legs. It was too much for me.

After checking that I was in the shadows, my left hand lifted the waistband enough to pull my cock free from both my hiking shorts and briefs. Leaving the shorts pulled down just far enough to stroke my dick, I had to use my left hand to steady myself against the tree.

Looking back at the tent the girls had moved to the cot, with one on her back. One leg hung over the edge with one foot on the floor. Her other leg was on the shoulder of the girl kneeling between her legs, head pressed up between thighs. I could not hear a thing but the visuals were amazing.

I was lost in jacking off when I heard a female voice say “Oh you poor man.” Startled, I realized it was my wife. Casey was standing no more than a foot behind me, able to see the shadows from the tent. “I came out to see where you were thinking you might have been lost, but I see that you found your way.”

Casey had a flashlight that was pointing to the forest floor. I could see that she was wearing a hoodless, long sleeve sweatshirt and shorts. From her position behind me she could see the counselors in the tent going at it. Casey stepped behind me and reached around to take possession of my cock.

She started to speak softly in my ear: “You like to watch don’t you. I didn’t know that.” She was pressing against my back, slowly stroking my cock up and down. “Would you want to watch me sometime? Maybe when I touch myself?” Casey paused. “Or when I touch another girl?”

“Yes,” was all I was able to mutter as she continued to gently slide her hand up and down, pausing to squeeze a little from time to time, rubbing up and over the head as a few drops began to form on the tip.

“Do you want to watch me touch myself?” she asked again, “or with another woman…..” Casey gave me an extra slow but tender pull up on my cock.

“Yes to all,” barely got out of my mouth.

“Later,” Casey said, and tugged me over to a patch of grass on the edge of the clearing. Casey took off her sweatshirt, put it on the ground and sat down on it. She lay back and pulled off her shorts with one motion. “Fuck me now, you need to cum but I am so horny that I do too,” she said.

I complied, tossing off my shorts and kneeling down between her legs. I pointed my cock toward her lips. They were already soaked and spread easily as I pressed forward.

I began to pound away in one of the best fucks of our young marriage. Casey pushed back, obviously ready to cum from her own voyeuristic moment and masturbating me. We were thrusting in and out, kissing passionately as our bodies came closer to a peak.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my backside, slapping me. “Look what we have here” a female voice said, “stop that right now!” Bewildered, surprised, shocked and a little embarrassed I withdrew from Casey and turned from my knees to see who had caught us.

Two of the female counselors, obviously the ones from the tent, were standing there. Each appeared to be about 20. The one that accosted me was the shorter girl. She had on a t-shirt, shorts and was holding a flashlight. Her nipples poked through the cotton material. It was difficult to see her face due to the flashlight pointed toward us. There were a few freckles barely visible in dim lamp light.

“Hey Jules, look at this,” she said to the taller girl, and pointed her flashlight at Casey’s pussy. The lips were split, with the wetness shining in the narrow beam.

Casey’s bra had been pushed partially up as we made love, exposing her left breast. Casey has fairly large areola, with only a small point, but I could see that it was hard. “Nice stuff, don’t you think?”

I looked over at Jules. She was also wearing a t-shirt and shorts but had her hand down her shorts and was feverishly masturbating. Jules couldn’t answer. She was holding the propane torch in her other hand. The lantern was jostling around as she diddled herself.

Casey spoke up, “Look Allie, we’re sorry we were spying on you and Julie. Why don’t we just call it a night and everyone go back to their tents.” Casey had crossed her legs.

Allie didn’t bite. I could see in the light that she had short blonde hair which didn’t reach her shoulders. “I don’t think so. You watched a lot of us but we didn’t have a chance to watch much of you. We demand equal time. By the look of your husband’s dick, I think that you didn’t get enough of what you were looking for.”

Allie shone the flashlight in my direction. The combination of being discovered, nerves and the cooling air had drained most of the blood out of it but it still glistened from Casey’s juices.

Casey tried to fight back, raising her voice slightly to create an air of authority.

“Come on now Allie, you were in the tent and we didn’t see much. It’s late. We both need to go back to our own beds. We have a long day tomorrow. We have to start cooking breakfast at 6 a.m.” The more Casey spoke the harder she tried to impose her adult voice, Allie stood there impassively.

“Hey Jules, you get him, I’ll take her.”

Before Casey could object, Allie knelt down in front of Casey and uncrossed Casey’s legs. Casey seemed to protest for only a moment, but stopped when Allie went straight for her clit, causing Casey to fall back onto the grass and eagerly push her pelvis into Allie’s mouth. I was a bit dumbfounded at my bride allowing this coed to eat her pussy, but it also really turned me on. Allie had hooked her arms around Casey’s legs. It looked like she was mostly licking up and down on Casey’s pussy lips, which I know Casey loved as much as having her clit sucked. My cock twitched once or twice and started to grow.

“That’s what I wanted to see,” Jules said. She was now standing beside me. Jules quickly knelt before me and started to kiss the tip of my cock. “Yum,” she said, “I taste some sweet pussy.”

My cock quickly filled to its full length as Jules drew it into her mouth and tongued the shaft. Feeling uncomfortable from kneeling, I sat back on the grass a foot or so from Casey. Jules’ mouth didn’t lose touch as I went down. She was kneeling between my legs, parallel to Allie.

Looking over at Casey, she had pulled off her bra. Jules had put the lantern down a couple feet from us, and the two flashlights were laying on the ground, so while it was dark there was enough light to understand what was going on and catch details.

Casey was cupping the bottom of each breast while using her fingertips to caress each nipple. She has nice 36c breasts that sit high on her chest. The nipples don’t poke out much but they were fully extended as she rubbed around them. Her breathing was already short. Allie seemed to be working her like a pro even though Casey had partially clamped down on Allie’s head with her legs. Allie was now sucking on Casey’s clit. Allie was holding on to Casey’s torso with her left arm while her right arm was now working inside her own shorts.

Jules was by now straddling one of my legs while she sucked my cock. She was rubbing her pussy up and down on my calf. I put one hand in her hair and stroked its long dark strands. She looked up at me and said “Is anything wrong?”

“Absolutely nothing is wrong” I said.

“I thought you liked this,” she said with a wicked smile, stroking my dick with her hand. “I think you need to cum.” She held my cock up straight. “Do you want to cum in my mouth?”

Casey gasped as she heard the young woman solicit her husband. Casey knew I loved oral sex almost as much as intercourse. “No, fuck him, let him fuck you Jules. Let him feel your inside and cum.”

I wasn’t sure why Casey was encouraging Jules to fuck me but I wasn’t about to object. I looked over at her. Casey didn’t give me a chance to object. “Go ahead and fuck her like you were fucking me, I know you want to.” I started to say something, but Casey interrupted, “I want to lick your cum out of her pussy.”

This shocked me, as Casey had never mentioned anything like this before, but again the revelation was a huge turn on. Jules had been stroking and kissing my dick. She released my dick. Jules reached down and pulled off her shorts, then slid up on top of my body.

Lying on top of me we kissed for the first time. “Yes fuck me” she said. “Put that big dick in me.” She was sliding on top of me, rubbing it with her stomach.

“Come here,” I told her. I took my cock and directed it toward her pussy. Catching the tip, she shifted her weight slightly and took the head inside her. She was already wet from Allie’s earlier pussy licking, masturbating and enjoying the scene. “Like that?” I asked.

Jules didn’t respond verbally, but instead shifted again and drew the entire length into her opening. This young coed was tight. My shaft stretched her inner walls as the entrance grasped the base. Jules held herself in place, letting her muscles relax as she accommodated the size. Jules then began to slowly rock back and forth, causing her pussy to stroke my cock up and down.

Hearing something I looked back to Casey and Allie. Allie was dropping herself on top of Casey in a 69. She had removed her clothes as well. I could see the back of Allie’s head positioned above Casey’s pussy, moving as she licked and sucked my wife. From my side angle I could not see Casey working on Allie’s pussy but could hear slurping sounds as Allie’s wetness was liberated by Casey’s tongue. Again I didn’t know that Casey had an interest in eating pussy but she seemed to have it down. Filing that away for future use I watched Allie lift her head away from Casey’s pussy.

In the dim light you could see Casey’s juices spread around Allie’s mouth. “Oh yeah, suck my clit baby, suck it in your mouth,” Allie begged. She ground her pelvis down onto my wife’s face, rotating it slightly as she did so. Allie was moaning, eyes closed, as she enjoyed Casey’s tongue dancing on her clit. Allie quit moaning and dropped her face back onto Casey’s pussy.

“Oh God, they’re in a 69,” Jules said. “Your wife loves licking Allie’s pussy almost as much as I do.” Jules was now almost perpendicular to my body as she rode my cock up and down.

I reached up under her t-shirt and started to play with her nipples, which were incredibly long and very rigid. Jules threw her t-shirt off. She took her breasts into her own hands away from me. They looked to be about the same size as Casey’s 36cs but with much longer, larger nipples. Jules pulled her breasts up to her mouth and provocatively licked her own nipples.

I couldn’t take much more, so I told Jules to roll over and get on her back. She immediately complied, rolling toward Allie and Casey’s tangled mess. I quickly mounted Jules missionary style and shoved my dick back inside her. Jules wrapped her legs around me and pushed back. “Fuck me hard,” she begged.

From my new position I could see Casey’s mouth pressing against Allie’s pussy. Casey’s nose was almost in Allie’s ass, so her mouth had to be fully engaged with Allie’s slit. Combined with the hot brunette coed taking everything I had, this was all I needed to get to orgasm.

“Oh God, you’re getting bigger,” Jules said, looking up at me wide eyed. “I want you to cum in me now.” I felt the load begin to move up from my balls, through the shaft, and then started to spurt again and again into Jules’ snatch. Jules moaned and came herself, grabbing my shoulders and forcing us into a violent kiss as we pushed and thrust against each other until our orgasms subsided.

The kisses became more passionate as we calmed down. We broke our kiss and both looked at Casey and Allie. Casey had apparently cum when we had because her back was relaxed on the ground but her face was still buried between Allie’s legs.

Allie wasn’t done though, so she turned and squatted over Casey’s face. Allie’s face was wet with juices, again shining in the dim lantern light. Allie let Casey eat away at her pussy, and then shuddered several times. Casey almost choked under the fluids that were covering her but managed to hang on.

Jules and I were lying there, my softened cock still inside her, watching the end of the show. I thought I was completely spent. Casey was lying there trying to catch her breath.

Allie moved over and sat next to me. “Kiss me” she commanded. I was too tired to object. Her lips were full. I smelled Casey’s snatch on her face. “Kiss me I said,” Allie repeated. I complied, tasting my wife’s juice on the face of this young woman. It was thrilling.

“Hey Jules, your turn, that woman knows how to lick.” Allie said. Jules crawled over to Casey and lay down beside her.

Jules kissed her. “I can taste you Allie. It’s just like earlier.” Jules moved over and lay on top of Casey and kissed her again. “And now you can have your husband’s cum,” she said, and moved up to straddle Casey’s face. Jules pulled Casey’s mouth into her crotch. “Suck that babes, suck that cum.”

This started to get me going again. I hadn’t noticed but Allie was stroking my cock.

It was the start of a long night. Before it was over Casey had licked my cum out of Jules, and I had given Allie her own load. My dick was spent by the time it came to Casey and we reluctantly agreed to recover and get home. We finished up around 1 am.

Both girls were at the kitchen at 6:30 am ready to cook breakfast. They smiled and giggled as they watched us work, knowing that they had gotten away with the night before.