Chapter 7
I couldn't understand what Jenny was doing. She returned to the camp early that evening and once again she was disheveled and exhausted. My questions were turned aside by complaints. She was too tired, her head ached and her back had been burnt by the sun, so why didn't I leave her alone? I left her alone. When she got into the sleeping bag I decided to do some exploring. Jenny didn't notice me slip into the lake but I. doubt if she would have cared either way.
A bright moon lit the night up in muted silver. Everything was still in the forest. I was glad that it was such a warm evening because walking semi-naked in the woods when one is wet really isn't too healthy. As it was I felt like the ape man inspecting his territory. From the inlet where I had first spotted the girls of Camp Moorehead I followed a well-worn trail and it wasn't long before the lights of the camp showed through the trees.
A series of small wooden cabins stood in rows in the middle of a large clearing and a high wire fence had been constructed about the outer perimeter. The gate was open but a security guard sat by the side of it. If the girls lived up to my expectations, however, that wouldn't stop anyone from getting in or out. Sure enough, a cursory inspection turned up a hole in the fence big enough to drive a truck through. I slipped Into the compound and took advantage of the shadows to get to the back of the nearest cabin. There was a good deal of noise in the camp, some singing, laughing, the clatter of dishes being washed, and all that made it hard for me to get my bearings. I began with the hut that was giving me cover, creeping around the side and standing on tip-toes to look in through the lighted window. Some girls were sitting on bunks and talking but that was all they were doing. My heart was pounding with the excitement of being in this place. Hundreds of teenage pussies all around me, there were bound to be indiscretions. I went from one cabin to the next and saw one girl with her shirt off, another who was scratching herself absently between her legs, but that was all.
There had to be more than that! At the end of one of the rows of cabins there stood a larger building which was emitting steam in large billows. The sounds of rushing water came to my ears, splashing and giggling, and I knew I'd struck pay dirt. Taking extra care not to be seen, I managed to get to the side of the shower building, and stopped there for a moment to catch my breath. It was a simple construction, just four walls with a raised roof. I found some crates nearby and stacked them up next to the wall. Ah! Ecstasy!
Naked little girls were under the shower or standing by holding towels, their slender bodies pale under the bright lights. They chattered and laughed, unaware of the feverish pair of eyes boring through the steam. My cock whipped up and my hand reached down to comfort it. Oh, how beautiful they were! Those pert little bottoms, the sudden cleavage of their chubby cunts, and their fledgling tits, it was just too much for me. I looked and stroked, content just to be there. But then another girl entered the place and my masturbating took a very different direction. It was the little black girl I'd seen on that first day and when she took off her clothes I had to restrain myself from fucking the wall. Her ass was the sexiest I had ever seen, such full, bulging little buns pressing into each other to cause dimples on her flanks and a very thin furrow down the center. She was well known and I heard the girls call her Dottie. While she waited her turn in the showers she stood with her back to rue and talked with some of the other girls. She rested one foot on a bench and her arms on her upraised knee, so that her ass stuck out all the more. I found it hard to keep my balance on the stacked up boxes.
"Okay, mister, set down off there," said a harsh voice behind me. I jumped down and looked the intruder over. It was a she, big and strong, wearing a Camp Moorehead sweatshirt and Bermuda shorts with sneakers. Her hair was cropped close to her" head and her face expressed an easy confidence which probably meant she could wrestle me to the ground if necessary. She had her arms folded over a mighty bosom and her legs were like small tree stumps. "You want to explain yourself?" she asked. "Were you, by any chance, look-in? for your lost dog or did you pop a baseball into the camp?"
"No, I was looking at naked little girls," I said. "And what is it to you?"
"I'm paid to keep perverts like you out of this camp, among other things," she said. "Why don't we take a walk to my cabin, mister, we can sort this out there." I didn't feel like that but she got me into a painful hold in which my arm was twisted way up my back. Suddenly I had no choices to make. She frog marched me into her cabin and shut the door. "Now then, make yourself comfortable," she said, pointing at a chair. She sank down on her bed and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. "You like young stuff, do you?" she asked, offering me her cigarettes. I took one, lit it, and considered my answer. "Never mind, you obviously do—and who doesn't? I can't find it in myself to make a federal case out of this but I do have to punish you In some way or I'd be cheating my employers and the parents of the girls."
"What do you suggest?" In the light she looked even more awesome. Her hair was steel gray and her eyes were narrow and shrewd. I guessed her to be in her early forties and that she had been a shot-put champion in some distant Olympics. She wasn't fat but strong.
"Well ... put it this way, if you were a woman with moderate but definite needs and you had been locked away in a camp full of little girls for the past week or so, what would you want?"
"Someone to talk with?" I asked hopefully.
"Yes, that, and something else." She took a long drag on her cigarette and stubbed it out as she got out of her comfortable sprawl. "I've heard rumors about you, mister, and they've been good ones. Your name is Richard, isn't it?"
"Why, yes ... but who would have told you?"
"No one." She pulled the sweatshirt over her head and draped it over a chair, then faced me again. Her hands went behind her back and undid the snap of her bra, and when it gave way I was confronted by two big, heavy dugs that pointed straight at the floor. My mind escaped into recollections of green apple tits and flat bellies, but my eyes were stuck with the vision of her overripe body and lechery in her eyes. "But I listen to what my little girls say to each other and the word is that you have what I need—right there!" She bent over and prodded the bulge in my pants. "Yes indeed, nine inches they said it was." I felt myself blushing, which embarrassed me so much that I turned even redder.
"Listen, don't believe everything you hear ... " I started to say.
"I won't!" she said quickly. "No, I intend to find out for myself! Now why don't you take your clothes off for me so I can inspect the merchandise." As if to set the example she wriggled out of her Bermudas and bared her big white ass to me. She looked, as sexy as the ass end of a cow to me at that moment and I kept measuring the distance between myself and the door. If I was very quick I could make it—and if I wasn't, I'd be in real trouble. I looked at those big pendulous tits, the grey shrubbery between her massive thighs, the bleated belly and those powerful arms, and I decided to risk it. A man has to be able to face himself in the mirror! I literally leaped at the door and wrenched it open, but she was on too of me before I could even get a whiff of night air. Those ham arms grabbed me around the chest and crushed me as she dragged, me back into her boudoir. "No, you don't. You're mine for the night!" she breathed. I couldn't get over how strong she was. She laid me out on her bed and kept my face pushed deep into a pillow while her body arranged itself on top of me. A knee in my back, another on my left arm, and the full weight of this lady wrestler immobilized me. Ropes were bound around my wrists and the other ends were secured on the steel frame of the bed. I was helpless!
She took my pants off and patted me on the ass, remarking that she approved of small, round buns on men. Since I was lying on my belly she couldn't see my cock without lifting me up, and that's exactly what she did. I was starting to feel like a piece of beef! She fondled it and wondered out loud how big it would be when it was hard. "But I guess there's only one way to find out," she said, and she got on her back and slid under me the way a mechanic slides under a car. Her hungry mouth closed around my flaccid cock and she began to gobble at it wetly. I never could resist that kind of treatment but in her case I at least tried to. My whole cock was inside her face and she suckled it so delicately and thoroughly that it simply wasn't possible to withstand her moist lovemaking. The blood rushed into my dick, and inflated it to its full length and breadth in a matter of seconds, and the expansion drove her back some inches. She pushed at my belly with both hands to keep me at the right distances and contented herself with sucking my knob until she could adjust to me.
I was ashamed of myself for being so weak, but it was such pleasure to have her suck me that I soon got over that. As the spirit of love suffused my entire being my hips began to undulate slowly, surely, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth, pulling it back until the tip of my knob hovered just over her lips and then plunging in again. At first was careful not to inconvenience her but it wasn't long before I didn't give a shit. I wanted to fuck her face, to subdue that shot-putting woman until she released me with an apology! My cock drove into her mouth and deeper, into her throat. I heard her cough and splutter under me but neither she nor I modified my behavior. Deeper! Her lips were pursed to fit my dick and her hands were no longer under my belly but on my ass, pulling me into her mouth as though she couldn't get enough! This was better than I had expected. I fucked her face with the kind of fury I reserved for fairly experienced pussies and I was starting to see the big woman in a better light with every stroke.
"Okay, that's enough!" She pulled out from under me and I found myself fucking the bedspread. "Wow, that was nice, really nice, but I need it more somewhere else. Let me get under you from the other side sow and you can shove your prick where it'll do the most good." I didn't care what she put in front of my dick as long as I could fuck it at once. She moved over to the headboard of her bed and spread her legs to get them under my arms, then pushed down to get the rest of her under me. It was as though she was slipping into a tightly made bed. But when her cunt bumped against my head she stopped as if seized by a sudden inspiration. "How would you like to suck me for a bit?" she asked, her voice thick with lust. "Yeah, why don't you get me good and wet first? Stick your tongue into me and nibble at my clit. Ooooohhh, it makes me shiver just to think of it!" She drew her legs back and lifted my head so that her cunt pushed hard into my face. The tart smell of her juices and the sweat and piss collected in the course of a long day hit me in the nostrils so as to stiffle me for a moment, but in my heated condition I soon got to love it. I breathed her odor in and let the effect go to my head. As it was my whole body was pulsing with desire and now that her prey-haired cunt lay before me like a slit fig my eating her became part of a sensual flux. My tongue ran into her slit in search of her cunt hole and when it found the opening, it moved into her stiffly to penetrate her as far as it could. My nose pressed into the upper part of her cunt and she aided me by moving her hips from side to side and around so as to jerk off on ray face. And all the while I lay there with my arms tied to the bedposts, my cock chafing into the bedspread, unable to do anything but flow with it.
She excited me profoundly, there was no denying it. Not since my first experience with Peggy and Penny had my body been so athrob with passion! Every fiber, every nerve ached for satisfaction, inst as they drank in every sensation that I derived from her. The juices excreted by her big, meaty cunt, the increasingly sexy smell of her body, her swollen labia, the tiny hard clitoris, and the motion of her big hips, it all combined into a veritable onslaught of stimuli, and I felt like a cork bobbins on an ocean of sex! I ate and drank of her cunt, I nudged it and licked it. I-did everything I could to placate her, and the woman kept feeding me more, more, squealing and moaning, choking me with her big box!
"Gooohhhh God!" she moaned. "I got to have me some of that! Wait, wait, let me get under you! Oh dear, what is happening to me! Quick now, lift up, that's the way, that's it, let me put you in ... aaahhh, yes, yes, slide it in, you're so big, yes, good, oooohhhhhhh Richard! Yes, pound it into me, I need it so bad! Deeper, deeper, harder, oh feel that big cock, so thick and long, yes, yes, here I come, fuck harder, HARDER, HARDER, AAAAAAAAHHHH! WW-WWOOOOOOO-EEEEEEEEE, YES, YES,. HHH-UUUUUUNNNNNN!!" She bucked and rollicked under me, clinging to me with both arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, her cunt wide open to my relentless thrusting, and came and came until the edge had been worn off her lust. Then she settled into a more modest routine, going from rapacious to ravenous. I just kept fucking, it was all I could do. Without the use of my hands could only lie flat on top of her and shove it into her by moving my ass. That was enough for her. She let her legs down and placed both her hands on my buttocks. "That's beautiful," she murmured into my ear. "Don't ever stop!"
It sounded like a threat but I had done so much fucking over the past week that it wasn't hard for me to oblige her. I relished the sensation of her moist flesh around my cock, loose enough to keep the pressure off me, tight enough to give me a languorously good tune. Soft passions whirled about inside me and collected in my head, where they created a multi-colored reverie in which I was only too happy to lose myself. What a sweet life it was! Raped at last! The woman crooned under me, her cunt sounded like a churn, and her big soft body acted like an ideal mattress under me. I began to feel I was floating on a cloud stuffed with succubi!
"She's got him!" someone yelled. "Come on girls, quick! Miss Worth has Richard in her cabin!"
"Goddammit!" muttered the woman. "Come on, Richard, quick, shoot your load into me, that's the part I like best. Hurry now. before they—" It was too late. A horde of girls rushed into the cabin and while Miss Worth pumped my ass up and down and tightened her cunt muscles to abort a climax from me, ... they were hard at work taking the ropes off my wrists and placing them on hers. She was so intent on my load that she let them do whatever they wanted. But I was too distracted to let go.
Both of us were left unsatisfied by the sudden intrusion. The girls helped me up and massaged my arms to get the blood circulating through my hands again, while other girls tied Miss Worth's feet to the end of the bed. The woman was still in a fog. She called out to me to come back to her, and — her big hips moved rhythmically up and down, thrusting her open cunt into the air. The girls had no pity.
"Shut up, Miss Worth!" said one of them. I recognized her as Berry, and I also saw that she was the girl who had led the troops into the cabin. "You're always spoiling our fun, now we're going to spoil yours!" She turned to me and her expression changed instantly. "Hello, Richard, I'm glad you could come visit us. One of the girls saw a man prowling around and I thought for sure it'd be you. The only trouble was that we couldn't find you, and knowing you I figured you wouldn't leave until you'd had yourself a little bit." The girls laughed. Linda and Cissy were there but the black girl, Dottie, was missing. I checked the group several times to make sure. Where could she be?
"Well, thank you for rescuing me," I said, "but I hate to leave Miss Worth like that. It's just not-fair to her ... or to me, for that matter."
"Well take care of you." The girls were looking at my erect, oily cock. Some resembled biology students, others were shocked, but a few of them were checking me out with a knowing expression in their eyes. I looked them over for the same reason and saw lots to please me. They were mainly dressed in Camp Moore-head sweat shirts and dungarees, but that took away nothing from their teenage femininity. Those budding little tits pushed at the shuts, pert buns caused the Jeans to bulge tightly, and their pretty faces combined innocence with a kind of reckless glee. They were all together in this venture and they had themselves two captives, me and Miss Worth. They could, in fact, do anything they wanted with us. It was heady stuff for girls their age. Even I got carried away with the idea. But Miss Worth was definitely scared.
"So you need fucking," said Berry slowly. She looked at Miss Worth as though they belonged to opposite sides in a feud. "Okay, well see you get it. Here, this ought to be big enough for your cunt." The girl picked up a hairbrush with a squat handle and before ' she inserted it she ran the bristles along .the woman's pussy a few times. In spite of herself and her situation, Miss Worth responded to the rough treatment with a stifled moan, "Yeah, you horny bitch!" said Berry. "You love it all, don't you, but you can't get it as easily as we can so you stop us from having fun. Well, the day of reckoning is here—right, girls?"
"Right!" they yelled. Hell mightn't have a wrath to equal that of a woman scorned but these girls certainly had. They ignored me for the tune it took to vent it on Miss Worth, and it was frightening to see how thoroughgoing they were. Berry sat on the bed between the woman's legs and eased the shaft of the hairbrush into her cunt slowly, teasingly, working it until the pink flesh had swallowed the whole handle. Then, with a wrench, she pulled it out and shoved it up her as quick as a wink, and Miss Worth's body arched tautly and she let out a yell of pain and ecstasy! The girls grouped themselves on and around the bed, insolently playing with the big woman's tits and pulling at her hair, but Miss Worth was beyond the stage at which she could be hurt. Everything fed into her passions, even the mean pinches and slaps the girls dealt put. Berry operated the hairbrush with a vengeance, fucking the woman with it until she was tossing and turning on the bed, her mouth open, eyes shut, crying out to the heavens for relief—and when she got it she collapsed into a soft, doughy pudding of flesh, quivering with the echoes of orgasms, moaning, whimpering, and oblivious.
The girls understood. that they couldn't get any revenge just yet, and so they abandoned her and turned to me instead. My cock was hard and throbbing from the sight of Miss Worth being raped to her climax, and some of the girls brushed up against me so that my flushed knob touched their arms and hands. "You have to-make love to us all," said one of them. "Every one of us before you go home. Do you understand that?"
"Now wait a minute!" I said with a shit-eating grin breaking out all over my face. "Much as I would like to oblige you, there are a dozen girls here and I'm no deprived teenager anymore! Besides, I've already been with some of you."
"You can do it." I was in the out-group too! A cold sweat broke out all over my body as I realized that I'd gone from the frying pan into the fire. The girls were in charge and all those, who weren't part of their group were to be used as the group saw fit. My cock wilted rapidly. I wanted them all, I wanted to eat them and finger them and suck on their little titties, but I had a suspicion bordering on conviction that they weren't in touch with the truth about human erections! Miss Worth managed to smirk at me from the depths of her haze. And I stood in the center of a closing .circle of teenage girls, with my cock limp and small suddenly, wondering if I shouldn't try to fight my way out I could do it now that Miss Worth was all tied up ... but something in me didn't want to escape.
"I can do it with your cooperation," I said, partly to break the icy silence in the cabin. "But if your asses are cold, then nothing Is going to get this up." Their self-assurance developed running cracks at- that point—not for long, but long enough for a worried buzz to break out. They consulted with each other briefly and apparently decided that I had a good point.
"Lie down on the bed with Miss Worth," said Berry, "and well soon get your, cock up again. Won't we, girls?" Uncertain agreement followed. The younger girls had to look to the older girls for the right example. The mysteries of the erection were soon to be revealed to them. Berry and Linda were quick to take the best positions, one on either side of my hips, and they bent over to begin kissing all around my dick. Their lips brushed along my skin, plucked at my hairs, and as they kissed the tips of their noses touched my cock lightly but firmly enough to get the blood coursing through it again. I couldn't resist them no matter how much I wanted them to try harder. Those cupid's bow .lips, the sweet, pretty faces so earnest as they toiled, the soft locks of hair falling over their faces and caressing the most sensitive sections of my body, just made me want to fuck the night away. My cock filled quickly and totally, and the girls looked very pleased to see it so big again.
"Who'll be first?" asked one of the girls. An incipient argument was settled by Cissy writing down a number and ordering the applicants for my cock in accordance with how close they guessed to that number. I lay on the bed, partly on Miss Worth, and the .girls drew closer and closer until they were all over her as well as me. It seemed they all wanted to check my erect cock out very carefully before they committed themselves to any course of action. I felt a strange kind of pride surge through me as they touched it, gawked at it, and whispered about it to each other in hushed tones. Yes, it was big and the veins girding it throbbed like there was an idling engine within the silky sheath of skin.- One of the girls reached down to her pussy and seemed to be measuring the size of her hole in comparison to my knob. She looked very dubious indeed.
"Elaine goes first," said Cissy, "so make room for her everybody!"
"No, no, it's all right." It was the girl who had tested herself. "Let someone else go first, I can wait." She was a little blonde girl who hadn't begun to develop as yet, skinny and leggy with big blue eyes, and she looked frightened. The girls saw that, too, and they jeered at her for being such a chicken. She tried to escape but a couple of the girls tabbed her and took off her clothes unceremoniously. I looked on curiously as her slender body was stripped, and I was touched by the nakedness of her pussy and the insignificance of her breasts. She had to be fifteen or more but she was a late developer. The girls lifted her on-top of me and Berry reached around her from the back to start titillating her pussy with one finger. "Please don't," she said, brushing the hand away. "I'm tired, I want to go to bed now."
"We can't let you do that," Berry said softly. She reached further down and tested the girl's pussy channel for wetness. "Dry as a bone. We'll have to get her wet somehow, girls. What about it, Miss Worth, could you lick her into shape for us?"
"Don't you dare!" Miss Worth might resemble a shot-putter but she wasn't living up to the stereotype. "You keep her away from me. I don't care what you do with him, he'll enjoy it! But I don't want any part of this obscene demonstration!"
"Lick her. Miss Worth!" Elaine was shoved over on Miss Worth's face and someone held the woman's nose so she would have to open her mouth or suffocate. It was pathetic to see the big woman struggling to avoid making contact with that naked little cunt that had been imposed on her. There was nothing she could do about it! When she opened her mouth Elaine's box sank into it and during her gasping she naturally had to get a taste of that young pussy. "Lick her, goddammit!" shouted Berry, who wasn't satisfied with that. "Eat her like you do your breakfast, like a pig! Go on, pig, eat it up!"
Miss Worth wouldn't but I would. I lifted the girl up and set her down on my face, sticking my tongue into her tight little cunt as far as it would go and sucking her ragged flesh into my mouth forcefully. At once the girl's attitude changed. My treatment gave her an inkling of what lay in store for her and with each inkling her fear diminished. I licked her pussy all over and nibbled at her clitoris until she was dripping wet and relaxed. Then I gave Berry the signal and the girls combined their efforts to sit her down on top of my cock. Elaine was as light as a feather and as tight as a fish's ass. My knob pressed hard against the spot that was supposed to give way, but my cock buckled before she would admit me. "Finger her for a while," I told the girls, "and put someone else on in the meantime." They obeyed with alacrity. A larger, plumper girl who had been toying with herself ever since the order was fixed, scrambled to get on top of me and right away I knew she was no virgin. Her pussy yawned and snapped shut over my cock, she leaned over me and planted both her hands on my chest for support, and then she started to move her ass just the way we both liked it.
"Ooohhh baby!" I exclaimed, grabbing her around the waist. "You've done this before!" She just smiled and her plump little tits quivered as her ass drove her cunt down over my cock, right down to the base so that my pubic bone hit hers hard. I helped her as best I could but I had to be careful to maintain self-control. And that wasn't easy. The girls were almost all undressed by this time, and one of them had Elaine sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread far apart so she could work her finger in and out of her little pussy at will. Others were craning their necks to see my cock plunge up the plump girl's cunt, a few were playing with themselves, and all of them were waiting for a turn at me. I soon found that the best way to put the damper on my excitement was to think about fucking all of them. It wasn't possible! Why couldn't they see that!
The plump girl was greasing my cock up with a veritable shower of juices. She was the most succulent girl I'd ever come across and as she bounced on top of me the slurping sounds of her cunt echoed through the room. The girls giggled but the plump one didn't care about such things. She was cooing and carrying on, glassy-eyed and breathless, and when she came she let out a strangled cry that acted as a signal to Berry to keep the ball rolling. The plump one was taken off me and Elaine was given a second chance. Now that my cock was so greasy it wasn't too difficult to get into her. at least a few inches of myself.
"Come on, Elaine, think about something else, relax!" urged Berry. "You're going to enjoy it, I promise you." The little blonde remained tense and to help her over her obstacles I reached out and held her by her hips while she tried to screw her cunt down around my cock. Just looking at her made me harder. The sweetness, the naiveté, it showed through in everything she did, and when she bent over and looked at what was going on down there I almost spilled the beans. Just in time I restrained myself but I had to hold her perfectly still for a few moments until the crisis was over. I held her by the cheeks and eased her down again, spreading her pussy out so that her hole was open to its full capacity. She grimaced in pain but we made it. Her cunt clamped around my cock and Elaine began to cry softly.
"Okay, that's enough," said Linda, stepping in suddenly. She helped Elaine off me and before anyone could stop her she mounted me herself. The girl whose turn it was protested, but in vain. The others were involved with the sex of the act, nothing else. The girl was well developed for her age and when she sat on me my cock slipped inside so easily that I had to check I had hit the target. She was dripping wet, perhaps as a result of the experience we had shared so recently, and it was just as well that she placed so little pressure on my cock because she seemed determined to go all the way.
Beside me Miss Worth was going frantic. "Will someone please help me out!" she moaned. "I can't take this any longer. Please release me and I'll say nothing about this episode. I promise!"
"What's the matter?" asked Berry, checking the woman's bonds. "The ropes aren't hurting you, are they? Well then, what's your problem? Getting horny, are you?"
"No! Yes! Oh dammit, yes. it's driving me crazy to have to watch all this. Couldn't one of you use that hairbrush on me or something?"
"No, suffer!" Berry sat very close to my face and she tickled her pussy suggestively. I knew she wanted me to take a bite but I had enough trouble with my equanimity. Linda was having herself a ball on top of me, writhing about, contracting her cunt around my cock, playing with her own tits, and making erotic sounds. Her pleasure was infectious and I could feel my body reacting sympathetically. I had to stop that!
"Wait! Wait!" I tried to hold her still but Linda just pumped harder, sweating, panting, working her cunt around my cock so that her inner flesh massaged it all over all at once, and no matter how I tried to fight back she was winning the battle. "I'm going to come!" I yelled, hoping the other girl's would help me out. But they didn't seem to understand. Linda fucked me until the stream of hot sperm burst free from my tortured cock, and when she felt it rush into her cunt she let out an ecstatic yell and bobbed even more wildly, so wild that my cock fell out of her and flopped back on my belly to blow the rest of the cream on me.
"Holy shit!" Berry spotted the accident right away. "You stupid bi—" She interrupted herself by taking my stiff cock into her mouth and sucking at it to get the rest of the juices for herself. The other girls looked on, wondering what was happening. Linda, grinning broadly to herself, dismounted and went over to a chair in the corner of the cabin to rest and to gloat. Berry sucked as best she could, hard at it, fondling my balls with her nimble fingers and tickling my asshole. Whenever she did that I felt a faint twitch in my balls, so I told her to keep that up. She rubbed my sphincters with her fingertip for a while but when she noticed nothing was happening fast she pushed her finger up me and began to move it around in there.
Now she saw results! My cock stood up, resurrected, glowing and hard, and the girls sighed in relief. Berry kept her finger up my ass as if to stop a leak, even when the next girl mounted me. Even though my cock was hard it was also rather painful from the strain, and it took a while before my excitement got rid of that tenderness. The girls who hadn't been for a ride on me yet were getting impatient now, and when they thought the rider had had enough they pulled her off me and let someone else get on instead. My cock suffered them all equally. I felt slightly numb but more than up to it. The sexy little girls with their chubby little cunts and their ill-modulated passions surrounded me and excited me, they fucked me and fingered me, kissed me all over and sucked on my nipples in the hope that that would arouse me even more, they cooed and sighed, and formed a never-ending chain of hungry little nymphs that used my body for its own purposes.
I came once more, twice more, and each time the girls sucked on my cock and rimmed me until a brand new erection arose from the ashes. It was a strange process, one that soon left me behind. I was removed from it as though I had been taken out of my body. Miss Worth acted as though she was in the same kind of trance. Girls crawled all over her, they found support on her as they fucked me, and they had no compunction about covering her face with their bodies when they wanted to get to me. One after the other, fucking me and using me, getting me hard and depleting me, draining me so utterly that I didn't even want to think about sex anymore. One by one they got on top of me and went for their young lives. One by one they reached a level of satisfaction that they took to be a climax. Arid one by one they pushed me further away from reality.
It was very late when the last of the dozen got on top of me. I imagined or saw that the first light of day was breaking through the darkness. Jenny would be in the tent, rolled into the double sleeping bag, and she'd be wondering where her husband was. What would I tell her? If she asked I would ask her where she had been during the days. My thoughts ran on and on. The little girl bobbing about on my cock was perceived but she failed to register. Phantoms moved about the cabin, naked, half dressed, some asleep, others smoking. There was subdued talk, a few suppressed giggles, that was all. Miss Worth fell asleep as I watched her. And I became aware of a terrible tiredness that drowned out all other sensations and considerations.
"There," I heard Berry say from far, far away. "I told you you could do it. On behalf of all the girls, thank you very much and good night."
They trooped out of the cabin and I was left alone with Miss Worth. She was snoring loudly, a steady, monotonous sound that lulled me into a deep sleep.