Chapter 2

The light snapped off and left them both blind. The small tent magnified the sounds of their heavy breathing as they fumbled and bumped against each other. Piece by piece, they slipped out of their clothing until they were both naked. Mary's fingers slipped across his smooth boy-flesh until she found him. Her sensitive finger tips traced his organ from his hanging testicles to the swollen tip of the head. His flesh was smooth and silky, few hairs marred the flow of her fingers over him and that pleased her. She could feel the blood pulsing into the rod, making it thick and hard. She squeezed the prick in her fist and loved the groan of pleasure that earned her.

All the time she was playing with him, the boy's hands were running up and down her body. Fingers teased the soft points of her breasts into sharp little spears. Warm hands cupped and gently squeezed her sensitive tits making her sigh and squirm closer to his body. When the hand slid down her softly rounded belly and fingers shyly parted the curls of her mound, she felt the great bubble of tension explode inside of her! Suddenly she felt free and relaxed. When his searching finger tips found the parted lips of her labia and stroked against her labia she clutched harder at the firm prick!

Jim groaned and tried to crawl on top of Mary but she wasn't ready for that yet. His fingers worked up and down her soft split, smearing her thick lubricating juices everywhere, tearing long sighs and sobs out of her each time he bumped against her vibrating clitoris.

"Jim," she whispered, trying to keep her voice down. "Jim, have you ever ... been with a woman before?" She could feel the tension in him. He hesitated before he answered.

"No, a few times I almost did with a girl but ... no." Mary heard the embarrassment in his voice as he made his painful admission and she felt a sudden tenderness towards him. She ran her hand lightly up and down the stiff shaft, making the boy shudder and twist at her touch.

"Really? Never? Ohhh that's wonderful!" She made no effort to hide the pleasure she felt because some sexual wisdom told her that would help put him at ease.

Jim's finger had found the hard little knot of her clitoris. She reached down and showed him how to lightly brush against it. He learned quickly and soon had her shaking and moaning as her finger drove her higher and higher. Her hips began a slow, sensuous rolling movement as her bottom flopped up and down on the sleeping bag.

Her whisper gushed out of her soft lips as she tugged at him. "Ooooo, that's so nice Jim; now's the time, come here!!"

They were both trembling and shaking as he blindly scrambled in between her parting thighs. Mary shivered as she felt his weight and skin brushing against the quivering flesh of her inner thighs.

Mary felt the strong muscles of his back flex as he thrust blindly at her. She groaned as the stiff prod banged against her belly. She was amazed at the strength of her hands when she managed to quiet him. Her fingers slipped between them, found him and guided the dripping tip of his young cock between her swollen labia!

Once he felt the hard knob of his penis enter her wet sheath she lost all control; he ignored her hands pushing against him and thrust forward. Mary felt the broad head move up her near virgin vagina and bit her lip to keep from screaming at the delicious feeling of pain and pleasure blended into a strange and frightening whole!

"Huhgggh, OH!! Go slower, Jim," she pleaded to his deaf ears. "Please go slower, honey. I'm not used to all this!"

If the boy heard her he ignored her pleas. He groaned and thrust again, this time driving up inside of her until his testicles slapped against the soft cheeks of her bottom. They both groaned and hugged each other tighter.

Mary felt his strength as he lunged in and out of her and knew that she was helpless. As he rocked forward, the power of the thrust would lift her willing thighs until they flopped and jerked. His heavy body was pounding the breath out of her and she fought for every precious lungful of air she managed to get!

"Oh. God, it feels so good," the boy sobbed as he buried himself inside of her. She was raking up and down his sweating back with her fingernails as each lovely thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body.

"Oh ohhhhh," she moaned and wiggled the yielding flesh of her groin up against the thick base of the boy's lovely penis. "Harder, Jim," she whispered in his ear. "Harder, honey, do it to me!" Her voice rose to an almost wail as she wrapped her legs under his and strained up against him. She was so far gone that she didn't care who heard her!!

The grinding, filling feeling was having its effect on her. She'd been so nicely aroused before they even started that she was almost ready now. She could feel the pressure buildings up inside of her and the teasing, trembling sensation of her approaching orgasm was driving her totally mad!!

"Ohhh, Miss Denning," the boy whispered in her ear. "I'm going to do it, I ... can't help it ... I'm going to shooottt!!" She gasped and shuddered as the first gush of semen slammed out of his cock and bathed her vagina with its warmth. "Oggghhh," the boy groaned and shuddered as spurt after hot spurt of cum raced up from his virgin balls and filled her. The thick liquid bubbled up inside of her and made his plunging cock feel hot and oily.

The added warmth inside of her vagina tipped the scales and Mary uttered a short, barking moan as her own orgasm ripped through her and she felt as if she'd been blown out into space! She couldn't feel her body, only the deep rippling waves of pleasure. As her head spun, she clung under the thrusting, moaning boy as if she would drown in the wonderful sensation if she let go.

Slowly the spinning sensation stopped and she was suddenly uncomfortable under the weight of the boy. "Honey, you're too heavy." She'd only meant to tell him to rest his weight on his elbows but before she could get that far he jerked himself free and sat back on his heels. "Oooooo," she moaned as the still thick column pulled out and she was sorry she'd even said a word.

The little pain faded quickly and she stared up at the boy. Her eyes had become accustomed to the faint light and she could see the shy, pleased look on his face. A sudden feeling of tenderness and real gratitude surprised her and she sat up quickly and kissed him.

"Thank you, Jim," she murmured in his ear after the kiss. "Thank you. That was the nicest it's ever been for me." Before he could answer, she lay back down, pulling him with her.

They lay huddled together, there was no need for words. Simple kisses and touches told everything there was to say. She sighed happily as he stroked and kissed each warm breast in turn, leaving the cool wetness on the nipples. Her own hand moved slowly down his flat belly until she held his flaccid organ.

"You're all wet and messy," she whispered. Even as she said that she felt the warm dribble of cum seeping out of her and knew something would have to be done about it.

She sighed regretfully as she released her hold on him and reached back. She found her pack and fumbled in it until she found a small towel. She mopped herself up as well as she could, then began to tenderly wipe him clean. She took great care in wiping the softening shaft.

"Was it nice for you, Jim? Was it as good as you thought it would be?" She was surprised and a little embarrassed at her bold question. She'd never been this bold in her life! Her boldness was repaid when Jim hugged her to him convulsively. His arms felt warm and comfortable.

"Miss Denning, it was wonderful! It was twenty times better than anything I ever imagined!" She smiled in the darkness and ran her open palm down his smooth hip. She felt him shudder under her touch.

It's nice in the dark like this, she told herself, so private, so easy. She stroked his hairless body and enjoyed the feeling of flesh against flesh. A sudden realization came to her and she was amazed. Not once since they lay down together had she heard the prim voice of her conscience or felt the awful guilt, she'd been free and she felt wonderful!!

Jim's warm hand was back at her breast, and this time his kisses and squeezings didn't feel comforting at all! Each touch sent small sparks of excited pleasure down between her thighs until they ignited a new flame of need in her. Mary felt the new sensation growing inside of her and she shuddered at the thick, syrupy feeling of this new need. Her hand moved down from his hip until her fingers found the limp tube of his sex. She hugged him tight as she rolled the column between her fingers. After a few moments she felt the flaccid shaft give a little twitch and thought he was getting firmer! Suddenly she remembered a vulgar comment a teacher had made about teenaged boys and began to wonder if it could possibly be true!

"Jim?" Her voice was small and soft in his ear. "Jim, can you ... get hard again?" The boy didn't need to answer her with words. Her question triggered something inside of him and her soft strokings took on a new meaning!

Mary felt the sudden rush of blood and the shaft began to swell and grow firm against her warm palm! It was true! What that woman had said about young boys, it was true!

The boy's fingers slipped between her legs and she felt the pressure and she had a strange feeling of abandon as she threw her thighs wide so that his fingers could move in and out of her.

It only took a few strokes of the finger and she was totally aroused. She shuddered and jerked as she allowed the finger the total freedom of the wet tissues of her pussy!

Mary wasn't passive, for each thrilling stroke of the finger she repaid him with a quick stroke of her hand on his growing cock. She felt the drops of fluid seeping out of the tip of the organ and spread it over the entire taut tip. She could feel her own fluids flowing freely, wetting the boy's hand as he toyed and teased at her.

This time she didn't have to urge him on. She felt his hand brush hers away and he didn't say a word as he confidently crawled between her spraddled thighs. She lay passive as his strong hand parted the wet folds of her sex and fitted the head inside of her. All she could do was trail her arms over his broad shoulders as he thrust forward easily, the walls of her vagina were slick and slippery. A deep sigh eased out of both of them as the thick organ seated itself deep inside of her. Her fingers tightened around his neck and a long, shuddering moan slipped out of her as she felt him begin to move and fill her!

The canvas tent whipped and popped again and the sound woke her. She rolled over and stared in the direction of the noise. For a terrible moment she didn't know where she was and the strange feeling of being closed in by the tent frightened her. Her heart was beating hard as she sat up and rubbed her face, as she did so she realized that she was naked! The feeling of her hand brushing across her soft breast brought it all back to her and a slow horror passed over her as she realized exactly what she had done with the boy!!

The full enormity of it flooded in on Mary as she could feel the blood draining from her face! How could she? Every thought, every ideal that she had ever held was offended by her obscene conduct with the boy! As she groped around in the darkness seeking her clothing, she could feel a tired soreness between her thighs and that caused a new wave of shame to pass through her. Was she so much of a slut that she would stoop to using children to ease the tensions she felt?

She found her underwear and managed to struggle into her bra and pull up her panties. As her hands drew the thin material over her swelling hips, she felt a small, sensuous thrill run through her and the sensation caused the little bud of her clitoris to stir and tingle.

"Damn!" She jerked her hands away from her body. How did it happen? Why tonight, why with that boy? She had been under this pressure for so long, why did she allow herself to stumble now?

As she lay back in the sleeping bag and tried to compose herself for sleep, she was bothered and humiliated by the persistent tickling sensation between her soft thighs. She was also aware that her body was radiating a feeling of relaxation and satisfaction. Her mind may have been upset, but her body was unrepentant and felt no shame in the lovely sensations it had received!

She managed to doze fitfully through the rest of the night. Nothing was resolved in her mind, nothing answered, and her little passing dreams of naked boys and spouting pricks did nothing for her composure. Twice Mary awoke to find her finger worrying at her buzzing clit!

The happy shouts of the early risers and the clanging of the pots and pans at the cook fire woke her and she scrambled into her clothing.

As she emerged from her tent she looked guiltily around, but no one gave her any indication that they had heard her sighs and moans of pleasure the night before. If they had heard, they proved their good manners and consideration by not mentioning it!

Mary was aware of the good feeling inside of herself as she walked down to the little washing enclosure set aside for the girls. She tried to feel guilty and ashamed of what she had done, but the deep feeling of well being refused to go along with her!

She forced herself to smile and reply to the greetings of several of the girls as she entered the shielded area, but she really didn't notice any of them until she found herself standing beside Debbie Forest!! Mary couldn't stop staring at the girl. As she watched, Debbie casually washed her naked body in water that had been warmed over the fire. Mary was especially disturbed as the girl ran a soapy washcloth between her thighs and washed herself there!

Debbie noticed the teacher's intent stare and after a moment's hesitation flashed her a sunny smile. "Good morning, Miss Denning. It's really a lovely day, isn't it?" For a moment, Mary didn't know what to say. She had been staring so intently that having to talk to the girl shocked her. She saw the calm, clean smile on the girl's face and found it hard to equate it with the lusty, direct girl she had watched on that blanket last night. There should have been some sort of a mark, something in Debbie's eyes that told everyone what she had done, but the blonde teacher saw nothing!

"Uh ... good morning, Debbie ... yes ... it's a wonderful day ... did you rest well last night?" Mary felt a little prickle of shame at herself as she asked the girl that loaded question.

Was there a special light in Debbie's eyes as she answered. "Oh, yes. I guess it's the high mountain air, but I slept like a rock!"

Mary stood looking at the pretty girl as she finished washing and dried herself. Debbie was unconcerned as she pulled her clothing up over her beautiful body. She seemed to take special care in fitting her brief panties at the crotch and even more care in adjusting the bra that harnessed her firm, upstanding breasts. When Debbie was satisfied that she was just right, she casually left the enclosure.

Mary stared after her for a few moments then abruptly shook herself and began to wash. She was careful to wait until she was alone before she slipped out of her jeans and her panties and washed between her thighs. The warm water was soothing on the tender lips of her vulva. Looking down, she saw the dried semen on the insides of her thighs and on the lush blond pubic growth! She scowled and scrubbed at the offending marks, half-expecting them to defy her and remain on her flesh as a brand, something to tell anyone who saw her what sort of a vile woman she really was!

At breakfast she was doing well until she looked up to see Jim Russell standing across the bench from her! Their glances crossed and held. Mary felt a rising blush cover her cheeks and a stirring deep inside of her.

The boy kept his head and she was relieved that he only smiled at her and moved down the line to sit with some other campers. She closed .her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath of relief. She was going to have to talk to the boy. She was afraid to do it, but she had to speak with him and assure herself that he would keep quiet about ... the accident!

Mary tried to concentrate on her food, but when she relaxed she found her hot eyes searching down the long table, seeking Jim's strong, young body! Each time she caught herself and forced her eyes back to her plate, she felt the growing vibrations of excitement in her body and was distressed to note that it wasn't an unpleasant sensation at all!

Mary gave up trying to force the dry and tasteless food past her lips and walked away from the eating area. She was struggling against the growing feeling of arousal. She fought for self control but each step she took told her of the warm, excited feeling of anticipation that was bubbling inside of her. Last night had been too good. It had freed her from that tight, tense feeling of frustration that had been gnawing away at her all these years!

For a moment she paused by her tent and watched several of the boys and girls readying themselves for the scheduled nature hike. She wished she had some duties, but she'd been added to the group too late and her only job was Camp Monitor, a polite form of saying she was just supposed to hang around until someone on the regular staff needed her!

Mary tried ignoring the warm glow that was building up between her thighs, but she could feel the dampness between the lips and decided to move; anything was better than just standing here!

As she walked slowly towards the edge of the camp, she saw Jim looking after her! Her heart beat faster and she paused for a moment and gazed back at him, to make sure he really was watching her. She was acting like a bitch in heat and she knew it, but she couldn't help herself, she couldn't keep her hungry thoughts off of the boy.

Once Mary was sure that he was watching, she stepped out of sight down the trail. In moments, she found herself well away from the noisy bustle of the camp. She heard the soft sighing of the wind in the trees and felt as if she were alone in the world! Her brisk pace slowed and finally stopped altogether. She shook her head then turned to look back up the trail. She tried to ignore the prim voice in her head as her eager eyes searched for Jim. He would follow her, she was sure he would!

After a few tense moments of waiting, she began to have doubts. Was he going to follow her? Her mind reminded her of the delight he'd given her during the dark night and her knees felt weak. She was still clinging to the fantasy that all she wanted to do was talk to the boy. But the growing wetness between her thighs was calling her a liar!

There was the, sounds of footsteps thudding dully on the thick carpet of pine needles and the heavy thudding was echoed by her heartbeat! Then she saw him. His eyes were searching from side to side, as if he thought she might be hiding in the brush alongside the trail!

When he found her sitting on the stump of any old tree, the tight, worried look on his face faded and he smiled.

"I wasn't certain you would wait for me," he said simply. He stood close to her, but Mary was relieved that he hadn't made any attempt to touch her! She tried to compose herself. She had to put an end to this right now! She knew she had to do it, no matter how sweet it was!

"Uh ... Jim, I was waiting for you." She realized her mistake the moment she saw his face light up. He moved closer to her. His knee brushed against hers. "No! ... Please, you don't understand. I just want to talk to you ... It's very important ... do you know someplace where we won't be overheard?"

Jim stopped moving towards her the moment she asked him to, now he stood looking down at her, his puzzlement was plain to see. At last he nodded and motioned for her to follow him.

Without a word he led her away from the path and up through the trees until they were standing on a grassy ledge. The ledge was sheltered from the trail by the undergrowth; a perfect private place.

Jim sat easily on the thick grass and looked at her, waiting. After a few awkward moments of silence, Mary sat on the grass as well. Taking care not to sit close to him, she could still feel the hungry excitement inside of herself.

"Jim? I ... don't know how to explain what happened between us last night. I know that I was ... upset. But you see, there's no excuse for ... what we did, at least no excuse for me!" She paused nervously as she searched the boy's face, looking for some response where there was none!

"Can you understand me? I'm trying to tell you what happened between us last night was a mistake and we have to make certain that it never happens again. You can see how dangerous it would be for me, can't you?"

She'd been looking down at her twisting fingers as she spoke, but when he didn't answer her she looked up. Jim wasn't listening to her, she found his clear gaze fastened to her body. She watched helplessly as his eyes moved slowly from her swelling breasts down her belly to the plump mound of her sex as it pressed out clearly against the tight crotch of her jeans! Her resolve faltered and she felt the slow building of the excitement inside of herself!

"Please, Jim, pay attention to me and ... don't stare at me like that, it's very rude and upsetting!!" She could hear the quavering tones of her voice and knew the boy would disregard her words. She was frantically trying to think of something that would reach him when he spoke for the first time since they left the trail. The sudden sound of his voice startled her!

"Miss Denning, what happened last night was no mistake and we both know it!"

Mary saw a stubborn look on the boy's face and her spirits fell. "It was the greatest thing that ever happened to me and from what I saw, you seemed to be having a pretty good time too!!"

Mary flushed when she understood his implication and thought of how she had sobbed and moaned under his strong young body! He was right and she couldn't deny it. She had enjoyed what they'd done! He went on, giving her no chance to think, no chance to come up with any excuses. His words stunned and whipped her down.

"I don't want to stop, Miss Denning, and I'm not going to! I'm crazy about you. This morning I could hardly eat. It was so wild when I saw you sitting there! I've been watching you all year and dreaming about you." All the time he spoke, the boy was inching closer to her. Mary watched him coming closer, heard the rustle of his clothing in the tall grass, but she couldn't bring herself to move to escape him!

"I need you, Miss Denning. I've been going crazy for the past few months. I've tried with some of the girls I know, but it just didn't work out. I got the feeling that you were ... kind of feeling the same way. Why can't we keep on going? Why can't we help each other?"

Mary was stunned. How had he been able to put his finger directly on the truth?

She tried to look him in the eye, she wanted to deny what he said, but the sudden heat of his gaze melted the lies on her tongue and she had to look away. He was so close to her that she was sure that she could feel the magnetic current bursting out from him, making her flesh tingle!

Jim was on his knees beside her when Mary felt his hand touch her shoulder. Her wavering eyes came to rest on the full crotch of the boy's jeans. She was aware of the thick swelling there even before she actually saw it. She suddenly realized that she'd never seen the boy naked! Last night, in her little tent it had been so dark that neither of them had been able to see.

When Mary realized what she was thinking, and realized that her fingers were almost aching to unbutton him so that she could finally see the hard invader, she tried to pull away and get to her feet. Jim's hand still rested lightly on her shoulder. He wasn't holding her but the simple touch was pinning her where she was as if the hand weighed a thousand pounds!

"But, Jim," she whispered, "can't you see how wrong it is? I'm a woman and you're a child! If anyone ever found out I'd lose my job, my reputation. I'd lose everything!!" Even as she was trying to reason with him, Mary felt herself weakening. Her hand thrust out in an effort to push him away. The push failed, but her hand stayed against his muscular thigh. Her fingers felt the heat of his body and the animal warmth of him flowed through her arm and warmed her.

The hand on her shoulder moved deliberately and she watched helplessly as the fingers calmly undid the buttons of her blouse! When the blouse hung open, he used both hands to pull it down her unresisting arms.

Mary heard the voice of her mother raised in shrill protest, but the warm caress of his fingers held her motionless. The fingers fumbled at the hooks of her bra and she had one last moment to protest. Her tongue felt swollen and stiff and nothing came out of her mouth but a sigh.

The bra gave and she felt the sudden weight of her breasts as they tumbled free of the restraint. She closed her eyes as she felt the loose bra being drawn down her arms. There was a moment as he threw the cloth aside, then she moaned deep in her throat as hands cupped her breasts and squeezed them hard!

She sat passive as the hands roamed across her tender flesh, she shuddered and sighed as thumbs pressed in on her hard and tight nipples! She couldn't stand the darkness and her eyes popped open and watched avidly as his fingers toyed and teased her full breasts until they were hot and firm with passion!

Jim inched a little closer and Mary felt his hard organ press against her shoulder. Little ripples of excitement passed through her and she was only faintly surprised to look down and find her own fingers working at the tight buttons of her jeans!

Jim didn't speak as he gently pressed his teacher back in the grass. His fingers hooked the loose waist of the jeans and her filmy panties and slowly drew them down her thighs.

Mary felt shameless and lewd as she raised her hips and helped the boy strip her naked! When her jeans and panties were thrown aside and her boots and socks were drawn off, she lay spread before him. Mary felt a strange chill vibrate in her vagina as she watched his eager eyes move slowly over her ripe woman's body. No one had ever seen her like this before, not even that one horrible night at college when the boy had ...! She felt a deep, secret pride as she watched his excitement grow. She couldn't keep her eyes away from the straining bulge at his groin!

When Jim snorted and began to pull at the buttons of his own shirt, all of her reserve fell away and she found herself eagerly tugging at his belt, her fingers brushing against the long, straining bulge!

The jeans, the shoes and the shirt were gone as he knelt beside her in his shorts. He stopped for a second, a sudden attack of shyness hit him and he made no effort to pull his shorts down so that she could see.

Mary whimpered with frustration and a desperate courage came to her. She hid her face from him and jerked the shorts down to his knees!! Her resolve wavered again and she stared hard at the swollen organ that hung before her eyes. She'd never really been able to look at a penis this close and she was fascinated by the thick ivory shaft, by the swollen and heavy looking testicles, but most of all by the taut flesh of the thick, dark head of his cock!!

They posed like that for a few seconds. To Mary it seemed like a thousand years, then her hand lifted and she stared avidly as her fingers fitted themselves around the thick tube of his stem and slowly moved up and down. She felt a warm gush as her own juices instantly wet her vulva. Jim was bending towards her, letting her small hand draw him down on her. She felt the boy tremble as he slipped between her splayed thighs. His hands stroked up her thighs until they were almost at the blonde tangle of her pubic hair.

"You won't tell anyone, will you, darling?" she whispered and murmured as she stroked the pulsating organ. "You won't tell on me, will you?"

Jim didn't answer her and Mary felt a sudden chill of premonition. But before she could demand an answer a blunt finger parted her damp curls and stroked up against her swollen clitoris!

Her back arched off of the ground. "Ohhhhggg," she moaned and forgot whatever it was that was bothering her!!