I played with them for a few minutes before I leaned down and took one of them into my mouth. I couldn't wait to see her nipples outside her short so I quickly lifted that tiny white shirt over her head. I began to suck on her bottom lip, and worked my self around her neck and started to nipple and lick her ear. She then straddled my right leg and began to grind up and down. My tongue swirled around hers for a few minutes all the while she began stroking my cock faster and faster. I felt her mouth slightly open to allow my tongue to slide in. I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. The truth is, I wanted to fuck her in a bad way. "My god, its bigger than I imagined."Īt this point I was done protesting. Her eyes widened when she wrapped her tiny hands around my thick hard cock. She then moved her right hand around to unzip my shorts. "Shhh, I want to be naughty, and by the feel of things you do too.
She placed her hands on my outer thighs and moved them around behind me and grabbed my ass.
She backed me up against the wall her tight breast where pressed right above my abs. "I thought you had been staring at me all summer, but I wasn't sure until today, when I could see that you like what you saw" she said with a devilish grin as she looked down at my shorts which had already began to bulge out again. Jones, it is soooo hot in there, and I can't sleep." she replied as she made her way in my door. "Lacey, you are suppose to be in your cabin." I exclaimed hesitantly. That night when all the campers where in bed I got a knock on my cabin door. Once she bent over given me a good look at her pink thong. Even her shorts seemed to be shorter than usual. I felt like she had taken notice of me staring at her all week long because occasionally she would stand in front of me and stretch her hands in the air given me a good look at the curve at the bottom of her lovely breast. Unfortunately I noticed that Lacey must have been running low on her undies too because I could see her perky nipples plain as day through her white shirt. I was forced to go the last day commando. I couldn't get in to do my laundry until all the campers where gone. The last couple of days of camp we had a lot of water activities and I was all out of my tight undies. I had packed some tight undershorts and made sure that I had them on most of the time to try and tame the 8" monster with a mind of its own. I knew it was inappropriate for a male counselor to lust after the young girls, but I couldn't stop the feelings that swelled up inside of me, or the swelling in my shorts for that matter. Most of them wore modest shorts and long t-shirts but there was this one young t16 year old, Lacey, who mostly had daisy dukes, and short tight Ts. I took notice of how the sweat would bead on their tan bodies as they played their activities. Most of these girls where hot, and the summer heat made them even hotter. This particular summer we had a lot more girls signed up than boys. It was the summer of 1999 and I was a camp counselor at a local Y club.