Chapter 4

"Bill!" Sharon exclaimed excitedly. She looked at the director's head working furiously between her splayed thighs, feeling not so much anger as shock, and almost attempted to push him away. "Bill, my God! What do you think you're ... "

Then the first sensations of guttural sexual arousal permeated Sharon's loins. She shuddered hard and groaned wantonly, almost overwhelmed by the indescribably luscious tingling that coursed through her pussy. Bill's lips seemed to be all over her cunt. She could feel his tongue swirling wetly through the pouting, swollen lips of her vagina, darting into the sheath of her pussy and flicking urgently against the erect bud of her clitoris. Already she could feel her lower back aching needfully with her ravenous passion, her entire body tensing in expectation of the orgasm only a man could give her. It was finally happening. She had dreamed of it, dreamed of incessantly ever since coming to camp, and now it was finally going to happen. Bill was going to have sex with her. And Sharon knew without a doubt that it would be very, very good.

"Unhhhhhhhhh," Sharon grunted. For a moment longer she remained motionless on the bed, not responding visibly to Bill's expert cunt sucking. Then she dug her hands needfully into his hair and arched her back hard, shamelessly thrusting her lush pubic mound rhythmically into his mouth. "Oh Bill," she mewled, writhing lustfully on the cot. "Oh Bill, yes yes yes darling, it feels to good. Suck it, Bill! Unhhunh unhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Suck it harder!!"

"Jesus," Bill grunted. He pushed his hands under Sharon's thighs and clasped his fingers tightly around the plump cheeks of her rounded buttocks, fondling them greedily. Then he began to suck her cunt much harder. He swirled his tongue quickly through the sizzling cleft of her pussy, eagerly drinking up the juices that poured from her hot cunt. Sharon's pussy tasted better than any he had ever had, and it excited him tremendously; he had not had a woman since his own wife died over two years earlier, and now the imminence of copulation had created an erection in his pants that was as hard as a brick. Groaning, Bill removed his lips from the pouting lips of Sharon's moist pussy. Then he elapsed them hungrily around the aching bud of her clitoris and sucked it as hard as he could.

"Unh unhhhhh awwwwwww!" Sharon mewled. Her face contorted in an expression of agonized desire, and she hungrily thrust her hair fringed pussy into Bill's tongue. Her cunt felt like it was on fire. On a few occasions Sharon had been able to convince her late husband to eat her out, but he had never seemed to enjoy it, and she had been much too conservative and proper to teach him how. But Bill obviously knew how already. His sucking was incredibly expert, and with every swirl of his wet tongue Sharon felt her loins drawn to another crescendo of arousal. Whimpering, she dug her fingers sharply into his hair and clawed wildly, animalishly, at his skull. "Oh Bill!" she groaned. "Harder Bill, harder! Unh unh unh that feels so gooood! Aww! Awwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhh! Suck my pussy Bill! Oh God yes suck it, suck it as hard as you can it feels so goooood!"

Then, suddenly, Sharon felt Bill remove his lips from her pussy. A little sigh of disappointment escaped her throat, and she instinctively closed her eyes. Her first thought was that something had gone wrong. Everything so far had been too good to be true. She had told Bill she had an imaginary cramp in her leg, and he had rubbed it for her, and he had gotten excited; it had all gone according to plan, a careless, desperate, obvious plan she had dreamed up only under the spell of uncontrollable horniness. Now she was sure her bubble had burst, and she could not bear to look at it. One of the teenagers had entered the tent without warning; Bill had had second thoughts, and didn't want to make love to her anymore; he had an appointment he was late for, and he couldn't stay with her any longer. Sharon was sure it was something like that. Whatever it was, it had to be bad.

"Sharon!" Bill muttered hoarsely.

Sharon opened her eyes. Immediately her breath caught in her throat, and her pretty blue eyes widened as far as they would go. Again she felt the lips of her hair fringed pussy swell and pout with her arousal, throbbing wantonly with the need for sexual fulfillment. No, nothing had gone wrong at all.

Bill was completely naked. His brawny forty year old body had gone flabby in several places, but his thick chest and shoulders were covered with hair, making him look like a virile male animal. And his penis, Sharon realized, was absolutely huge. The thick, long shaft of his blood engorged member stood out from his stomach like an iron pipe, the purplish cockhead pulsing luridly against his belly.

"I want you, Sharon," Bill said pleadingly. His face was flushed and sweaty with horniness; it was obvious that he was uncontrollably excited. "Please Sharon, I've got to have you. Please."

"Oh Bill," Sharon sighed longingly. She stared shamelessly at the blue veined stiffness of his meaty erection, and as she did so she felt her gurgling cuntal orifice dampen with fresh excitement. Whimpering, she let her head relax into the mattress. Then she inched her buttocks cheeks closer to the edge of the cot and spread her long tapering legs even further apart, wordlessly telling Bill that he could fuck her just as hard as he liked.

"Oh God," Bill muttered. For a long moment he stared transfixedly at the female counselor's mouth wateringly voluptuous body. Then he leaned forward and put his hands on the front of her blouse. It buttoned down the middle, and even though it was the largest the camp had to offer its female counselors the chest strained outwards with the enormous fullness of Sharon's womanly bosom. Bill sighed, looking at her large tits; he could see the bumps of her distended nipples under the blouse, and knew that she was as excited as he was. Then he tightened his grip on the sheer cotton fabric and ripped it completely away from her body, leaving her naked except for her white cotton brassiere.

"Oh, Bill," Sharon sighed hungrily. She put her hands behind her head and started to remove the brassiere. Her breasts seemed to ache as ravenously as her pussy; her nipples were stiff and very hard, and she knew she wanted Bill's mouth on them, sucking them as eagerly as he had sucked her clitoris.

But then Bill ripped away her brassiere too. It shredded easily down the middle, and before she was even aware that it was gone he had scattered its fragments on the ground with her panties and shorts. Then she was completely naked. Sharon craned her neck and looked at her own body. Over her neck she could see her large, milk white tits billowing and jiggling salaciously with every tiny breath she took. Her nipples were very, very hard; her large, dusky pink aureoles were goosebumped with excitement, and the buds distended stiffly from her bosom, almost a full half inch.

"Oh God," Bill sighed. He stared for a long time at Sharon's completely naked body, almost panting as his eyes fluttered between her full swollen tits and the fleecy black curls of her lush pubic mound. Then he leaned forward. He wrapped his fingers lustfully around the jiggling globes of Sharon's mammaries, kneading and squeezing them eagerly. Sharon whimpered and strained her chest upwards, wordlessly urging him to fondle her breasts more lasciviously. Then he leaned forward until he was almost on top of her. His mouth found the aching bud of her right nipple, and he began to suck it just as he had sucked her clitoris, with all the insatiable passion he had in him.

"Oh Bill!" Sharon whimpered hungrily. "Bill Bill Bill oh Bill!" She groaned and immediately raped her arms over his neck, eagerly pulling his head into her tits. Now her entire body felt on fire. The sensations in her pussy seemed to have coursed through her entire body, making her tingle from head to toe with the need for copulation. As Bill sucked and fondled her breasts she whimpered and rolled her head wildly back and forth. Then she wrapped her arms more tightly around his neck and shamelessly gyrated her naked hips in the lewd rhythms of fucking, eagerly thrusting her hair fringed fissure towards Bill's body. She knew that such a gesture was crude and obscene, but she could no longer help herself. The pouting lips of her vagina were literally gurgling with the profusion of her womanly juices; every pore in her body begged for the meaty satisfaction of Bill's throbbing erection filling up her cunt, stabbing again and again deep into her belly.

"Please Bill, fuck me!" Sharon blurted. Her face reddened at her use of the forbidden obscenity, but in spite of her embarrassment she had to say it; she had lost all control. "Bill! Please Bill, oh please, fuck me right now! I can't wait anymore Bill! Oh God please, fuck me really hard!!"

For a moment Bill paused with his lips encircling Sharon's turgid nipple. Then he rose slowly and scanned every inch of her naked body. His eyes roamed quickly between her shuddering breasts, her hair fringed cuntal fissure and the long, shapely taper of her legs, and the wild expression on his face said that he did not know which part of her he wanted most.

"Hurry Bill, oh hurry!" Sharon whimpered. She mewled salaciously and again gyrated her plump ass rhythmically on the bed, shamelessly thrusting her gurgling pussy towards Bill's body. "Please Bill, fuck me! Oh God oh God fuck me right now!"

Bill said nothing in response. Instead he only grunted and inched closer to the cot, until his knees touched lightly against the mattress. The cot was very high, and Sharon's ass was on the very edge. He wouldn't even have to bend over to fuck her; she was in the perfect position.

"Hurry, Bill!" Sharon mewled. "Hurry!"

Sweating profusely and breathing heavily, Bill moved still closer to the cot. Then he dug his fingers into the ivory smooth flesh of Sharon's thighs and drew them still farther apart. His organ was swollen and bloated to rock hard stiffness; his mushroom shaped cock head was literally gorged with blood. Bill panted and flexed his buttocks, pushing his meaty erection forward until the bulbous crown touched the pouting lips of Sharon's pussy. Immediately he felt her labia contracting instinctively around his tumescent prick, and a deep sigh of pleasure escaped his throat. Then, bracing himself with his hands on her knees, Bill slowly began to slide the meaty thickness of his engorged member into the clinging wetness of Sharon's cunt.

"Unhhhhhhhhh!" Sharon whimpered. She groaned salaciously and rolled her head wildly on the cot. Then she eagerly thrust her moist pussy into the stabbing impalement of Bill's erection, wanting every inch of it filling up her cunt. She could feel the bulbous, swollen glans distending the lips of her vaginal opening, and the sensation of the taut flesh chafing against her clitoris was indescribably, unutterably good. Groaning and grunting, Sharon threw her arms tightly around Bill's neck and tried to draw him into her body. He was the first man she had had since her husband died, and she wanted him desperately; Sharon could not remember having ever been so horny in her life.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh," Bill sighed. He continued to slide his blood engorged member into Sharon's pussy, gasping as he felt her vaginal walls contracting wetly around his blue veined shaft. Then it was all in, every inch of it, his entire prick buried to the hilt in her cunt. Bill gasped and paused to savor the sensation. Sharon's pussy was incredibly tight, and he could feel the shaft of his tumescent organ soaking in her juices, seeming to grow harder and stiffer by the moment. His balls ached terrifically with their load of sperm, and he knew it would not be long before he gushed his semen deep into her belly.

Then Bill felt Sharon thrusting her hips at him, driving her ravished pussy into his loins. He winced and dug his fingers more sharply into her thighs, supporting himself. Then he flexed his buttocks and responded in kind, slowly and steadily thrusting his bloated organ in and out of her cunt.

"Awwwwwwwwunnnnnnhhhhhhhh!" Sharon groaned. She moaned gutturally with the sensation, rolling her head senselessly on the cot in the supreme pleasure of fucking. Then she instinctively raised her thighs and locked them tightly around Bill's waist, crossing her ankles around his back. "Fuck me Bill, fuck me!" she mewled, thrusting her gurgling pussy at him faster and faster. "Awwwwww Bill that feels so good! Unh unh unhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Oh God fuck me as hard as you can!"

"Jesus," Bill murmured. He panted and opened his eyes wide, staring at the incredibly voluptuous, naked woman he had pleading for his cock beneath him. He could see his turgid organ embedded into her cunt, could see the hairy lips of her pussy clasped tightly around the very base of his member, and the sight managed to excite him still further. Groaning, Bill withdrew his rampant erection until only the beet red head distended the lips of her vagina. Then with an eager sigh he pounded it all the way back in again, beginning to ravage her cunt with his dick with all the strength he had in him.

"Oh Bill! Fuck me Bill, fuck me!" Squealing delightedly, Sharon intensified the rhythm of their adulterous copulation, furiously thrusting up her hair fringed fissure to meet every spearing thrust of Bill's throbbing erection. Then she suddenly threw her arms around his neck and drew him into her body, moaning as she felt his hairy chest compress the swollen, jiggling globes of her bosom. She had to have him on top of her; she had to feel his flesh on her flesh, feel his hard male skin rubbing up against distended nipples as he pounded his blood engorged member into her ravaged cunt. "Harder Bill, harder!" she mewled, clawing his back in an animalistic frenzy of lust. "Unh unh unhhhhhh-hhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Awwwwww-wwwww fuck me yes yes it feels so good! Fuck me harder Bill oh oh fuck me as hard as you can!"

Bill did not have to be asked twice. He groaned and let his head fall into the milk white flesh of Sharon's bosom. As he continued to fuck her, stabbing his meaty prick rhythmically into her clinging vaginal sheath, he again wrapped his lips lustfully around the turgid bud of her erected nipple. Then he sucked it needfully, chewing and licking the swollen pink bud with all the instinctive hunger of a suckling baby.

"Oh Bill," Sharon moaned. As he sucked her breasts Sharon moaned with lascivious pleasure and drew his head hungrily into her bosom. "Awwwwwww! Unh unh unhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Oh God yes yes that feels so good! Unnngghhhhhhh! Harder Bill, harder! Fuck me as hard as you can!"

Then Sharon realized she was about to have her orgasm. Her entire body stiffened dramatically, as if she had been charged with an electric shock, and she felt her nipples stiffen to a new hardness in Bill's mouth. Then she began to moan uncontrollably. Grunting and whimpering, she threw her legs up his back until her ankles were wrapped almost around his shoulders, lifting her buttocks off the cot so that he could sink every satisfying inch of his meaty erection into the clinging wetness of her pussy. Then she felt the first spasms.

"Awwwwwwwww! Billlllll!" Sharon shrieked. Her face contorted in an expression of agonized lust; her cheeks flushed red, and her breath caught in her throat. Then she pounded her hips off the cot so hard that it shook beneath them, furiously driving her gurgling cunt into Bill's bloated organ. "Fuck me! Awwww-nnnnnhhhhhh awwwwnhhhhhhhhh yes yes ... unhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck me Bill fuck me I'm cumming! Awwwwww God ... unh ... yes yes I'm cumming! Awwwwwwwww! Cummmmming cumming cuuuuuuummmmmiiiiiinnggggggg ... ahhhhhhhhh ... "

"Unnnnggghhhhhhh," Bill grunted. As Sharon orgasmed beneath him he could feel the lips of her pussy contracting reflexively around his blood engorged shaft, instinctively milking and sucking his swollen prick deep inside her body. A lurid smile of pleasure crossed his face, and his cock momentarily throbbed into full, absolute hardness. Then the sperm gushed from his aching dick. There was more of it than Bill could ever remember having cum in his life. The white, viscous semen shot and spurted again and again, streaming from his twitching cum hole deep into Sharon's belly. For several moments Bill remained poised over her naked body, gasping as he felt his bloated testicles empty themselves repeatedly over their load of seminal fluid. Then he sighed happily, and then he let himself relax on top of her, nestling his head in her bosom.

"Oh Bill," Sharon sighed dreamily. She raised her head and looked lovingly at him. Then she pursed her lips and gave him a very gentle, very tender kiss on his forehead. She could not remember a time when she had been so sexually fulfilled. Her entire body tingled in post-orgasmic satisfaction, and she could feel her cuntal sheath still contracting around the now-softening length of his male organ. Sharon groaned with pleasure and let her body sink into the cot, happily cradling the weight of Bill's head on her bosom. It had all come true, she thought happily. She had wanted him, and now she had him, and it would be a long time before she would have to worry about being without him again. The rest of the day was free for them. They could lie in Bill's tent the remainder of the morning and afternoon, being naked next to each other and having sex whenever they pleased. And the rest of her stay at camp would not be so hard for her. How could it be, when she had Bill's bed to go to in secret every night, his beautifully large erection to pound through her pussy and give her sexual consummation again and again. Because there was nothing as good as a good lover, Sharon thought knowingly. There was nothing that good in the world.

She would, of course, probably have felt differently if either Bill or she had heard the stirring outside his tent.