The Camping Trip

Kay was quite looking forward to the weekend of work that was lined up. It was a nice straightforward job working with a group of students, some of whom she had worked with previously, others who were new to the team, but she was confident that they would all be of a similar mindset as the job attracted outgoing types. The weather was nice and hot and Kay was making the most of it.

They were all booked to stay on a campsite together as they were due to start very early in the mornings and it had worked out that they were the only people on this particular field which was surrounded by a large hedge, possibly the site owners were concerned that as a group of predominantly students they might get a bit rowdy, but it suited well meaning that they could space their tents without crowding and Kay had set up a campfire area in the middle and they were warming up for a night of barbecue, carousing and some imbibing of alcohol.

As everyone trickled in Kay introduced herself as their team leader for the weekend and offered them their choice of a drink and to join everyone by the campfire once they’d settled in. As she ticked names off of her list she realised that not one of the staff joining her was female and as the list dwindled to a couple of names for the latecomers it became apparent that she was destined to spend the evening in the company of fifteen lads, not one of whom she estimated to be over 25. She set a couple of the guys up on cooking duty and, as men do, there was soon a small group gathered around the barbecue arguing the finer points of how best to cook burgers and sausages.

Soon everyone started to settle by the campfire, drinks in hand and the group dynamic started to come out. As always there were a couple of class clowns, the intense serious ones and the whole range between. As the conversation ebbed and flowed Kay watched the group together mentally organizing them into teams for the jobs in the morning. She relaxed back into her chair, stretching her legs out in front of her, bottle of beer in her hand enjoying the vitality of spending time with young people.

She mostly remained quiet, occasionally chipping in on the conversation but listening more than talking and it was perhaps this restraint, or possibly the alcohol that was being consumed, that seemed to lead to the guys almost forgetting that she was there as the subject matter became more personal and sexual in nature as the guys started ribbing each other about who had had what experiences and those who were considered to be lacking in that department.

Kay tuned into the conversation at this point, Although still refraining from passing comment. She could almost see the night taking on a truth or dare aspect and she was interested to see how it would pan out as she knew from experience that young lads together tended to push the boundaries of what was sensible! She felt relief that they had been given a field to themselves, Although she knew that she would step in to calm things down if it started to look like harm might be caused to person or property.

Suddenly she realized that the conversation had lulled and that all eyes were focused on her but she’d not caught what was obviously a question that she had been asked. She looked at the guy who had asked the question, Ben she thought his name was and asked him to repeat it.

“We were just wondering what the strangest place you’d ever had sex was?” Ben repeated the question. “Josh is winning so far with in a cemetery and we wondered if you could top that?”

Kay hesitated for a moment, she knew that if she answered this question then she would be deemed to be giving permission for the floodgates to open for all kinds of personal information to be exchanged among the group. However, in all probability most of the guys were too drunk to really remember what was or wasn’t said and she would only be working with this group for the weekend and would probably never see any of them again.

She considered the question and offered her answer as “Probably in a haybarn, I worked in a riding school when I was younger and got together with one of the instructors there.”

There was a series of oohs from the lads and someone called “Yeah, I can just see you being up for a roll in the hay!”

“Oi cheeky!” she replied “I’m not sure how I feel about that remark!”

“Take it as a compliment Kay, I’m pretty sure that all of us right now are thinking about bending you over a hay bale and taking you from behind” stated a tall blonde lad Kay was pretty sure was called Phil.

Kay felt her cheeks heat up as there was a murmur of agreement from around the campfire.

“Hey you lot, I’m old enough to be a mother to most of you!” Kay retorted.

“You’re an awful lot fitter than any of the mums I know” replied Ben, “I bet you could teach us lads a thing or two about how to pleasure a woman.”

“Never mind that,” came another voice “I be happy just to feel that mouth around my cock!”

Kay tried to sound annoyed as she reprimanded the boys

“Right, you lot, I think you’ve all had plenty to drink if that is the level the conversation has sunk to!”

However she was aware that there was a hint in her voice of the flush of pleasure that she’d felt in her groin at the idea that these young, fit lads were looking at her in that way.

Something must have given her away to Ben, who seemed to be the boldest of the guys there, as he said “I don’t know Kay, I think you like the idea of corrupting us young innocents.”

“Huh,” retorted Kay, “I get the impression there’s not much innocent about you young Ben!”

“Well now, that would be telling,” Ben replied, looking Kay straight in the eye “but I’m actually more of a show than tell kinda guy.”

Kay felt the look that Ben gave her shoot straight to her groin. She wasn’t entirely sure where this was heading with Ben and she knew that if her boss found out that she’d hooked up with one of the guys who was working for them over the weekend she’d be for the high jump, but there was something about that confident gleam in his eye that drew her to Ben and the woman in her responded to him in a way that reminded her that she hadn’t been intimate with someone for over six months now.

Ben stepped towards her and reached out to push a strand of Kay’s long, blonde hair back behind her ear.

“So, what’s it to be Kay? Are you going to wind this party down or are you going to show us boys how to look after a woman?”

Kay swallowed hard at the challenging look in his eye.

She was totally aware that all eyes were on them awaiting her next move and she had to confess that there was a huge power rush in having a dozen young lads totally focused on her. Ben’s hand had remained against her cheek and now he ran his thumb over her lips, resting it on the bottom one, his eyes boring into hers, willing her to rise to the challenge he’d thrown down.

Kay hesitated, her inner turmoil having less to do with concerns about getting frisky with this confident young man than doing it in front of a dozen witnesses that could cause her career problems.

Ben brushed his thumb lightly over her lip and with the movement Kay’s resolve crumbled and in one movement she closed her eyes and parted her lips, capturing Ben’s thumb between her teeth and running the tip of her tongue over it.

With consent given, Ben stepped forward and placed his hands either side of Kay’s face and placed his mouth over hers, kissing her deeply as he worked his hands onto her hair. Although Kay couldn’t see the rest of the group, she felt the palpable change in atmosphere as they watched this exchange and she almost felt them all wondering where this was leading.

Ben moved his hands from Kays hair to her shoulders and round to the front of her shirt where he started to unbutton it slowly. He stepped back slightly, breaking the kiss and looked over her shoulder to where his friend James was sitting, watching everything that was going on.

Ben nodded slightly and James rose to his feet and walked up behind Kay as Ben slipped the shirt from her shoulders. James lowered his lips to Kays neck and began gently kissing her skin, meanwhile he ran his hands along the side of her thighs, drawing her skirt higher and higher and giving the assembled group a good look at her.

Ben dropped his face to the area of her chest that wasn’t covered by her lacy white bra and started to kiss and lick his way across the exposed skin. Kay let her head loll back onto James’s shoulder, even as she laced her fingers into Ben’s hair, her breaths becoming more shallow as her excitement rose. James undid the zip on her skirt and allowed the material to drop into a puddle at her feet, then Ben and James each took one of her hands and led her to the table that was to one side of the campfire area.

Kay could feel the crisp, cool air on her skin thro the lace of her bra and her scrap of a thong hid pretty much nothing from the eager eyes that were watching her progress. If you had asked her in the cold light of day how she would feel standing in her underwear in a group of fully dressed men she would have told you that she could think of nothing more terrifying, however the feeling that she had now was one of total power as she glanced around and saw that every set of eyes was drinking in the view and several of the young men were adjusting their shorts to make room for bulging erections.

Ben turned her and kissed her again on the mouth as they approached the table and she felt the rough tabletop bump against her thighs. Ben pushed her back slightly so she was sitting lightly on the table.

As he broke the kiss Kay protested “Hey, this isn’t fair, I’m here in my underwear and you guys are all still fully dressed!”

“Don’t worry about that,” Ben replied, “we’ll all be naked soon enough and then we’ll see how much you can handle. Besides, it seems to me that you’re quite happy with the way things are at the moment.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” Kay protested.

“Really?” Ben asked, quirking an eyebrow at her, “You mean to say that you’re not already soaking wet from the power you’ve got over this audience?”