Chapter 5
It was warm and comfortable inside the small tent. Verna had moved over and made room for her on her soft sleeping bag. In a few brief minutes, Verna understood what the problem was and was warm and understanding. She rubbed Mary's tired neck as she spoke to her in a quiet voice. The low, throaty tone soothed Mary as well as the fingers.
"Oh, you poor baby, go on tell me all about it. I'll understand, Mary, honest I will. Just get it all out!"
At first it had been hard for Mary. Each new admission shamed her and she couldn't help but watch the brunette's face for signs of disgust. She didn't see any of those signs and began to relax. As she talked she was aware of the woman's hands as they moved in slow circles down her back and on the ridge of her shoulders. The words came easier, they flowed out of her as she rid herself of their poison by airing them.
"I just left them. I wasn't really ashamed of what I did Verna! When I left them I kissed them both like lovers and sent them off to sleep so that they'd be ready for me tomorrow!" The nagging guilt was gone. She felt a strange pride in herself. She lay back on the bag, feeling empty and purged. Verna massaged the sides of her throat as she sat beside her.
For a long moment the older woman didn't speak. Then Verna looked down at the lovely blond and smiled. Mary couldn't tell what the smile was for, but it didn't really seem important anymore.
"Mmmmmmm, honey, it sounds like you have been having a ball to end all balls! Don't worry, Mary, it isn't as bad as it might seem; in fact your little story isn't even very original!" Verna saw the look of surprise on the pretty face and put her finger over the red lips. "Shhh, just let me talk for a little while, if you don't agree with what I say then you can talk, okay?" When Mary finally nodded, Verna grinned and took her finger away.
"Mary, I've been a teacher for a long time, longer than I'd care to admit and I think I know a little more about these things than you do! You just listen and let Aunty Verna take some of the sting out."
Verna smiled and moved until she was laying down beside Mary, she propped her head on one hand and continued to stroke the blond's soft shoulders. "Honey, kids in high school are adults in every way but one; the law considers them children. Now the law may think that way, but when you are with them every day you soon learn different. They are adults! Sometimes they are confused and immature adults, but their bodies have all the natural urges and needs that the rest of us have. Do you really think that you are the first woman who felt those urges and ... well ... tripped?" Mary looked up in surprise.
The older woman smiled and nodded. When she was this close Mary suddenly realized that Verna was really a pretty woman.
"Don't look so surprised, honey. I've had my little flings with some of those big studs in the past and I will again. Honey, I can't help responding when a male wants me. Neither can you! We may not always respond all the way, but no human can deny the appeal of a member of the opposite sex. The only thing we have is free will and choice! We have to be selective with these boys just as we are with men. Age doesn't really matter at all!" Mary was so taken with the words she was hearing and with the idea that Verna was enlarging on that she barely noticed when the woman undid the top two buttons of her blouse and slipped her hand under the material so that she could massage her shoulders.
"Mary, I'll admit that you have one problem more than most of us do; I think you'll simply have to realize and work on the idea that your mother was a dizzy bitch and every word she ever spoke about sex and morals was an outdated, Victorian lie! Honey, no woman can really live in a glass slipper. We're all flesh and blood, men and women alike, and while we may try to moderate our behavior we still have to realize that our bodies don't care what our minds think up and they have to be satisfied in order to function!" The hand under her blouse was moving in larger circles and Mary left the soothing touch of her palm as. it rolled and pushed at her soft breasts.
"You're too strung-out about sex, darling. Forget all those silly ideas and learn to enjoy yourself. You have a lot of catching up to do."
When Verna stopped talking, Mary was ready to dispute much of what she said but she was honest enough to realize that she didn't have any pat disagreements! She was still trying to think of a good rebuttal when she realized that the hand under her blouse had stopped feeling soothing and was starting to feel good! She started to sit up, but Verna was able to push Mary back with the hand. She could still feel the teasing sensation as Verna smiled softly and began again.
"Knowing how uptight you are about sex, I guess it's a foolish thing to bring up, honey. But now that you're in the swim, maybe you'd like to think about another sort of sex."
"What do you mean? What other sort of sex?" Even as she said it, Mary suddenly understood the reason for the soothing massage the woman was giving her and she was shocked! Verna! What did you ..."
At that moment the fingers stopped pretending and openly caressed her breast. She gasped as they slid under the bra and teased her soft nipple!
Verna's urgent tone shocked her and she lay still. The pretty brunette hurried on. "Before you get all upset and outraged darling I want you to understand what I'm doing to you." The fingers undid the rest of her buttons and pulled the blouse apart as she spoke. "Don't get the idea that I'm a lesbian, darling. I'm not at all, I just enjoy a little of both! I'm what they call a bi-sexual, I enjoy a man just as much as any woman, but sometimes, like now, I like to be with a woman. I love the tender kissing and touching. It's very satisfying, you know. I've been watching you since the moment you came in the first day, Mary. And since that first day I've wanted to be with you like this."
Mary watched wide eyed as Verna calmly pulled the strap of her bra down her shoulder and slipped her breast free of the cup. She saw Verna's nipple grow hard and pointed under the woman's expert touches. When the dark head bent forward, Mary wanted to protest, but she could only gasp and turn her head away when she felt the warm circle of Verna's lips enclose her nipple! The tongue lashed at her and she couldn't stop the groan of pure pleasure that oozed out from her slack lips.
When Verna sat back up, her thumb and forefinger still teased and rolled the tender nipple between them. Verna's eyes were large and dark and her expression was tender. "Relax, darling. I can tell that this is going to be wild, just relax and enjoy!"
Mary's mouth opened, but no sound came out. It was almost like being hypnotized; the long massage, the soothing words, the logic and the approval had all led up to this moment! She wanted to pull away but knew that her body would refuse to leave. She felt a flutter in her chest and could feel the slow stirring desire beginning again!
Verna saw her confusion and smoothly moved on. "You have such a beautiful body, darling. So firm and tight, your breasts were just made to be sucked! Here, let me help you out of this." She pulled Mary into a sitting position and slipped the loose blouse off then unhooked the straining bra. As she did that, Verna managed to rub her own full breasts against Mary's shoulder, letting her feel the soft motions of her nipples under the tight blouse.
When she lay back, Mary was shaking. She could feel the warm hands moving over her breasts. Her fingernails scraped lightly, sending delightful starbursts of sensation through her. A warm hand undid the fly of her jeans and dipped down into Mary's blonde mat to tease and stroke at her growing love bud. Looking up she saw Verna's blouse hanging open and was faced with the sight of her large, amber colored breasts with their dark brown nipples! Her instincts told her to touch them and share the wonderful feeling, but she couldn't make her hands move!
Verna was kneeling beside her now. She made low, soothing sounds with her red lips as her hungry hands and eyes roamed over the pink and blonde frame before her. "Sweetheart, you are so lovely, can't you tell how much I want to be with you?" A finger slipped between Mary's damp labia. The lips were filling with blood and parted like flower petals.
The woman's expert finger found her clitoris and lightly brushed back and forth across it. Mary groaned and her tongue wet her lips as she felt her pelvis jerk and then start the slow, pressing motions around the probing finger.
"Ohhhh Verna ... it does feel ... good, but is it really ... all right?" The dark woman smiled broadly, she was confident now! Keeping her finger stirring inside the blonde, Verna leaned forward and kissed the wet lips. When she felt Mary's shy arms reach up and slip over her shoulders she drove her impatient tongue into the other's warm mouth and lashed at her little tongue.
Mary's body jerked and twisted as the pace of the finger increased. She felt her breath being sucked out of her by the woman's torrid kiss and enjoyed the strange feeling as Verna's heavy breasts mashed against her. The heavier woman held her down easily as her finger moved up and down Mary's opening slit. The full breasts rubbed and squirmed against her and the thick, hard nipples tickled and teased hers!
When the kiss stopped, Mary felt Verna's hot breath against her neck and shuddered with desire as she heard her torrent of hot words.
"Oooooo, baby! You are so sweet! Mary, honey, I just have to make it with you. I have to make love with you, darling, can't you see?" Hot lips kissed and nipped at her neck before the voice came again. "I'll be so nice to you baby, I'll kiss you and suck you until you think you are dying! It's going to be lovely darling just let me love you!!"
Verna sat back and quickly stripped her jeans and underwear down her long thighs. Mary couldn't help her interest in the other woman's body. She stared frankly at the heavy patch of dark hair that covered the bulging mound, she saw the rigid nipples of the large breasts and felt the perverted desire flame up inside of her!
This is wrong, her mind protested. I can't be aroused by looking at another woman, it's unnatural!! The thoughts persisted, but Mary couldn't deny the increasing hunger of her cunt as she watched the soft body descend upon her. It was as if she was in a trance when her thighs were being parted. She felt the pull of muscles in her soft groin and felt the tickling brush as Verna's stiff hairs mingled with hers. Her mouth fell open as the woman mashed her fat sex up against her little clitoris that throbbed and sent out messages of pure pleasure!
"Open your thighs, wider, baby," the woman panted. "Let me rub my hard clitty against yours, it'll be so nice. Spread your legs!" The blonde did as she was told and felt the thick knot of the other woman's clitoris rubbing in between her slippery lips. When clitoris pressed and rubbed against clitoris, Mary felt her head spin and with a huge groan of joy she wrapped her arms around Verna's broad shoulders and thrust up against her; her small clitoris seeking to find the other once again!
Mary felt her body lifting and she felt free and wild as each lovely stroke of the other woman's pelvis made her vibrate and moan. There was something so pleasing about the soft touch of another woman's hands! Those hands knew exactly where and how to touch to bring her fluttering desires up and up!
"Do you like it, darling?" the older woman panted in her ear. "Is it as good for you as it is for me?" Mary's eyes opened and she could see Verna's tan bottom raising and lowering as she pressed her body against her. She wiggled her small pelvis upward again as her hands cupped the woman's soft ass and pulled her tight against her.
"Verna ... darling," she murmured as she strained upward. "Damn you, why did you make me wait so long for this? Ohhhh, darling, why didn't you just drag me into an empty classroom and do it to me?"
Mary heard the woman's throaty laugh but was hurt to feel her pulling away! "No," she pleaded, trying to pull the lovely body back down against her. "Not yet, Verna, don't stop!"
"Relax, little lover, it's not over yet. I have something new for you."
Mary shivered as Verna licked at her ear then began to kiss down her wiggling body! The mouth sucked noisily at her breasts and left them wet and tingling as it moved further down to her soft belly!
"Ohhh, Verna! What are you doing?" She felt the woman's strong hands lift and part her thighs as the mouth slid further down until the tongue was licking and biting at her blonde curls. Her eyes popped open and her lips formed a perfect circle of amazement as the hot tongue found her little clitoris and twirled it around and around!!
"Agghhhgg!!" Mary's moan filled the little tent as her body arched up off the bag. Only her little heels and the top of her head were still on the ground as she lifted and wiggled her wet sex for the wonderful tongue that was driving her mad!!
"Happy, baby?" Verna's voice whispered softly in her ear and Mary could only moan and press herself against the warm body that lay beside her. She had dozed off for a moment, now she was awake again and knew that she should answer the loving question.
"Mmmmmm, Verna, I just can't tell you!" Mary felt the bump of a firm breast against her shoulder. She smiled as she turned her head and lovingly kissed then sucked at the warm, dry nipple. It felt so nice to feel the rubbery nipple against her tongue, she sighed as Verna's hands softly brushed the stray blonde curls away from her eyes. Her jaws were tired and she could feel the burning sensation on her cheeks where Verna's crisp pubic hairs had rubbed against them. It was strange, she had sucked and licked at the woman's thick clitoris, but she didn't feel any shame or any doubts! All of this was so good, all her doubts had finally gone away and left nothing but this sweet, tired feeling. Her orgasms had taken the last ounce of emotion in her. She thought over the day and realized that almost every minute of it had been spent in loving; John Anderson, the boys, Verna; it was amazing! Even that thought didn't bother her and all she was sad about was that the day was almost done!
Verna pulled her head up and kissed her gently. Mary's tongue darted about and flicked at the blonde's dry lips. "Honey, it's getting late and I think that you'd be more comfortable in your own tent." Mary made a small sound of denial but Verna laughed and went on. "Oh yes you would. If you stay here I won't be able to keep my hands off of you and from what you say you are a lady who needs her rest! Now slip into some of those clothes and hop back to your tent."
After a few moments of sleepy protest, Mary shrugged her shoulders and allowed Verna to help her dress. At the flap she paused and was given one last lingering kiss, then was pushed out into the night!
The air was chill now, the moon had long since gone and it was very dark. Mary had to force herself to stay alert so that she wouldn't trip on any tent ropes. When she got to her own tent she slipped inside and fell on her sleeping bag. For a few fleeting seconds she thought of all that had happened to her. For another second she heard the prim voice in her head try to berate her, but she angrily shut her mind to the voice and rolled over. The sweet tiredness, the total bliss she felt inside of her was more than enough to still that damn voice once and for all! "Oh, shut up, mother," she mumbled sleepily as she slipped away.
It was the warm, stuffy air inside her small tent that finally woke her. Mary sat up and felt the oppressive rays of the sun beating down on the canvas. It was late in the morning, why hadn't she been awakened? She quickly drew on her jeans and hesitated then she smiled to herself and firmly put her bra aside; if there was going to be a new Mary, it was going to be a new Mary without a bra!
She was still buttoning her blouse when she stepped out into the sunlight. At first glance everything seemed to be normal, but as she walked towards the cook fires she noticed that there was almost no one in camp! At the fire she found some eggs and fried them over the low flames as she looked around. She noticed that several tent flaps hung open and could see inside. The tents were messy and the area hadn't been picked up; what was wrong?
She finished eating and walked along the camp area looking for some of the adult leaders, she didn't find any. A quick peek in Verna's tent told her that the woman was gone too. She gazed for a second at the sleeping bag that lay crumpled and empty and thought she could see the dried stains of their mingled fluids on the cover! A little shiver of pleasure stung her and made her move on.
Each step that Mary took made the feeling inside of her grow stronger. She could almost feel the vibrations around her; she could almost taste a sense of abandonment hanging in the still air. She looked at a wrinkled schedule and decided that there should be a knot tying class going on down by the creek. She hurried in that direction, but even before she got there it was apparent to her searching eyes that the area was abandoned. She felt a sudden sense of fear; where was everybody?
Acting on impulse she hurried up the trail that led towards the top of the mountain. She had only been walking for a few moments when she saw a flash of color move in the brush. She stopped where she was and looked again. The color had disappeared but she could hear a low voice saying something about "good". She took a few steps in the direction of the brush when she recognized it; it was the little open grove where she'd seen Debbie and Davey!
A new sense of caution and stealth invaded her mind and she picked her way carefully towards the trees and brush. In the daylight it was easy to find the passage that led into her little watching place. She took a cautious look around then slipped in.
Before she could even see what was happening she could feel the tense excitement. Taking care to stay back in the shadows, she peeked out into the little space. Her blue eyes widened and she forgot to breathe as her astonished mind fought to understand all of what she was seeing! There were a couple of blankets spread out on the ground. Around the blanket sat at least eight naked boys and girls! The most amazing thing about the scene was the center of their attraction. On the blankets Mary recognized the naked body of Alice Dempsy!!
She stared in open disbelief as the little woman knelt on all fours before the children. Mary had known this woman for almost a year and had always thought of her as a little, dried up spinster. She thought of the terribly proper way that Alice had always conducted herself and couldn't put that together with the wild looking woman on the blankets. Why she must be at least sixty-years-old! Mary stared again to make certain that she was seeing right. As she did, she became aware of how well preserved the little woman was. She could see Alice's firm little thighs were parted, the lips of her vulva were covered with a thick patch of light brown hair, she could see a firm belly and small but shapely breasts.
Alice's voice cut through the stillness and Mary shivered as she heard the words. "Come on, darlings, who's next for Miss Alice to love?" She didn't wait for a volunteer, her hand whipped out and caught a young boy about twelve or thirteen, she pulled the thin naked body up close to her and began to noisily kiss and lick at the boy's hairless crotch!
"Mmmmm, you taste so good, darling. Come on, get hard for Miss Alice. She can hardly wait!!"
Mary could see the boy responding, his slim body trembled and his young stalk began to lift and stand hard! Alice saw it as well and laughed aloud as she stopped her licking and busily sucked hard at the little hard-on. Another boy detached himself from the group and slid out onto the blankets. His sex was already hard and firm. The old woman felt his prick brush along the back of her thigh and reached back to grip it, never losing her suction on the first boy's hard prick.
Mary had to remind herself to breathe as she watched the lewd and exciting spectacle! Alice pulled away from the dripping penis and gave quick instructions over her shoulder. "Ohhh, you have a pretty prick, boy. Lay down and let me get on it!" The boy seemed to understand perfectly and quickly lay flat, his young prick curving out from his belly.
Alice climbed astride the boy almost as quickly. She held the first boy's organ in a firm grip and he had to follow her.
Mary could see the pleased soft look on the old woman's face as she sat down slowly on the hard prick. "Ogggghh," Alice grunted as she forced the boy's erection inside of herself. Once she was seated, she bent her head over the first boy's erection and made sure that it was still hard and wet. Her next words sent a chill of vicarious fear through Mary as she watched from the shadows.
"Oooo, that's so sweet, honey. Now slip back there and poke it in me!" The boy eagerly tore free from her hands and scrambled around until he was on his knees behind her. Alice groaned as she rocked forward, lifting her slender bottom up to the boy. Mary didn't understand until Alice began to croon to the boy behind her. "That's right, darling, go ahead. Just put it up against the little brown hole and push, make a sandwich out of poor Miss Alice!!" The woman's vulgar words and her fevered behavior made Mary shudder, but she couldn't turn her eyes away.
Alice's head lifted until it looked as if she was trying to see the sky, her thin lips opened and she groaned with the pain of the obvious anal penetration!!
"Awww!! You're bigger than you look you little devil! Oooo, it hurts, honey. Do it harder. It's a nice hurt, believe me it is. Fuck poor Miss Alice in the ass, honey!!"
Soon both boys were humping and thrusting at the librarian and the little woman's frail looking body fought to set a rhythm. Slowly she managed to control the two cocks that were in her. As she reared back away from the prick in her vagina, the prick in her bottom would spear into her, as she pulled away from the rear invader the boy under her would groan as he filled her tight little sheath. The little woman babbled and sighed as she felt both boys using her at the same time.
Mary couldn't stand just watching; her fingers had her fly pulled open and were parting the hairs over her own soft pussy even before she knew that she wanted to do that. She clamped her jaw shut to make sure that she wouldn't utter a sound as she ran her finger up and down her hairy fringe, spreading her juices all over herself until she was almost sopping wet! There was some mystical bond between herself and the sweating little woman who was laboring on the blanket before the children. Mary could feel each terrible blow of the hard penis against her own puckered anus, she could almost feel the firm young meat moving inside her own vagina, she suffered and sighed along with the woman as she kept pace with her flashing finger tip.
The boy behind the librarian was groaning as he forced himself up into the woman's tight little anus, each powerful stroke forcing a strangled grunt out of her. Mary could see Alice's bright eyes peer around to see if the other children were watching. One little boy was frantically stroking and pulling his small penis as he watched, a plump little blonde girl sat with her thighs parted as she was touching her hairless little slit. Alice's moving gaze stopped on the girl. She seemed to be trying to force her contorted face into a smile as she called the blonde child.
"Come here baby, come here, you look so sweet honey." The blonde girl smiled and jumped to her feet. She walked to the woman slowly and shyly.
Mary watched the girl and was surprised that she felt an unusual, tender interest in her. She saw the tiny beginnings of breasts, saw the round curve of her little belly's baby fat and, most of all, Mary looked eagerly at the fat little lips of the girl's sex! She could see the bright pink color of the inner flesh as the girl moved. The smooth flesh around the labia was reddened by the fingering she had been giving herself. Mary was a little uneasy about her own reaction to the little girl, but she was stunned by Alice's!
As the child came close, the older woman smiled again and slipped a thin arm around the plump thighs and pulled her close. The woman's voice rose clearly as she calmly kissed and pressed her face between the little girl's thighs. "Oooo, Becky, you're so sweet, honey. I can smell how lovely you are! Come on, darling, don't be shy, you know what Miss Alice wants to do for you, come on!" The obscene, wheedling voice continued, but Mary couldn't hear the words. She watched in growing discomfort as the little child spread her thighs. One hand parted the hairless lips as her pelvis swung forward in an evil parody of lust! Alice's wrinkled hand tightened on a plump buttock and pulled the little pussy towards her mouth as her own sharp tongue darted out and speared in between the little labia.
Becky giggled and wiggled her fat little bottom as the tongue probed into her and that was too much! Mary took one last look at the evil tableau on the blanket and turned and blundered away from the clearing! She didn't care how much noise and uproar she made as she ran, all she wanted to do was get away from that terrible, seductive act!!
By the time she was back on the trail and headed for the camp she had managed to calm herself. Her staggering trot had subsided to a steady stride. From time to time a shudder of aroused desire would call out to her, but she wouldn't let herself listen. She could still see Alice Dempsy on that blanket back there and realized how easy it would be for her to end up just like that! There had to be some middle ground; she couldn't stand to go back to the cold and sterile way that she had lived. But she'd die before she fall so low that she would be willing to grovel and beg little children to abuse her!
She wasn't certain where she was headed but she pulled up short when a hand reached out and stopped her headlong trot!
"Miss Denning, is something wrong?" She looked up and was startled to see the concerned face of Jim Russell swimming before her. She hadn't realized that she was crying until now.
She suddenly wrapped her arms around the boy and clung to him until her tears stopped rolling down her cheeks. She gave him a little hug and stepped back. He had pulled her off the trail and they were standing behind the two large trees. There was a fallen log there and she gratefully sank down on it. The boy stood in front of her, still looking worried.
"I'm all right, Jim, honest! I just saw something back there that ... " She looked up at him suddenly and a new thought struck her. "Jim ... do you know what Miss Dempsy ... does with the little children?"
The boy flushed suddenly and looked embarrassed, but he nodded and shifted his feet. "Yeah ... I guess I did hear about it ... she's not the only one, you know, but I hear she's sorta weird! She only lets go like this on these trips; twice a year she comes up here and balls everything in sight! They say the rest of the year she's just a iceberg, she won't let any of the kids come near her; says it's too dangerous or something like that."
"Have you ever ... been with her?" Mary felt a certain tenseness when she forced herself to ask that question. Jim looked surprised and shook his head. "I was already too old for her when I first came to the school. She only likes the little kids."
Mary saw his indignant expression and almost laughed with relief! She hugged his legs hard and did laugh. "Oh, don't be so serious, Jim. Besides she looks like she'd be too dried up to take care of you, no matter how big you are!" Her laughter died as she realized that her face was pressed alongside his limp penis; she could feel it stir!
"Well ... I don't need her, Miss Denning. You take care of me fine!" The words reminded her of her arousal back there, she could still feel the strange, wild impulses running through her veins. The pressure of her cheek made the shaft of his penis stiffen and move again. Her smile was different as she looked up at him.
"Come a little closer, Jim, and let me take care of you then." She enjoyed the low throaty quality of her voice, it made her feel warm and sexy. The boy grinned and moved forward a few inches. He made no move to help as she nervously plucked at the buttons of his fly.
The jeans slid down to the boy's knees and Mary found herself holding his swelling organ in her palm. She stared at the swelling red head and didn't even lift her head as she spoke to him.
"I thought that you would need a little taking care of, darling, and I guess I was right." Mary smiled to herself as her fingers tugged gently at the hard rod. She lifted the tip until it brushed against her ovaled lips and a soft moan of pleasure came out of her throat as she swallowed the growing cock in one luscious gulp!!