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"Derrick took a sip from his beer and
handed the
bottle to Stephanie. Stephanie finished the bottle off and tossed
it into a pile
of rocks. It broke
explosively.
"Shhhh, quiet,"
Derrick demanded.
"Who cares, it was
the last one
anyway," Stephanie said, "what are they going to do, take our
beer away from
us?" she giggled, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. A
startled look
crossed her face, then disgust as she looked down at her breasts.
Her breasts
were wet with beer, not that this made them look any more
alluring. Stephanie
was dressed as she usually did, in overalls and a plaid
"lumberjack" shirt.
"Shit, I've got to wash this out,"
she complained.
Derrick looked at her wet chest and shook his head
sadly.
"Some people can't hold their
liquor," he said
sagely.
"Fuck
off."
"Derrick and Stephanie had been
friends since
they were three years old. Neither seemed to fit in, in school,
and now, during
their last year of high school, the senior trip was about to
become the same
mundane, boring disaster as the rest of the school year. Neither
had a mate, or
were likely to find one. Stephanie was chunky, clumsy, and a bit
manly in dress and
demeanor. If she lost 20 pounds she could be beautiful some day,
but for now she
was still filling out. Derrick was prone to having a beer gut,
even though he
rarely drank beer, and his features were marred by a trace of
acne. He had never
had a real date, just outing with Stephanie, who was a kindred
spirit and a
sister, of sorts. If Derrick had stopped to think for a moment,
Stephanie was
the closest thing to a date that he'd ever had. She had been his
best friend for
as long as he could remember. But he had never thought of her in
a sexual way,
so he didn't consider her an actual
conquest.
"Screech,
clang!"
"What was that?" Derrick
bounced up off the
yellow sand and scraggly grass to look around in
fright.
"Just the door of the
outhouse," Stephanie
said, raising up to see who was around. "That thing
stinks."
"Yeah, and it's full of
spiders and flies.
Isn't there a law against making people use one of those? It's
unsanitary."
"Not at camp, they can do
anything they
want and call it camping," Stephanie said, then looked at her
shirt again. "I
wonder if beer stains?"
"Oh, who
fucking cares, it's
a lumberjack shirt? You've had that since you were ten years old.
Throw the
damned thing away."
"It's the shirt I
was wearing
when I showed you my tits," Stephanie
teased.
"Is it?
The one where you started growing tits and showed me your puffy
nipples?"
"Sure, don't you recognize
it?"
"No, I just looked at your tits,
not your shirt.
Are they still puffy?"
"Hell no, and
I'm glad. They
hurt like hell."
"Show me your tits
again."
"No."
"Why
not?"
"We're older
now."
"So?"
"It... it just
doesn't seem right."
"I'll show you
mine."
"You don't have
tits."
"Not my tits, you fool, my
wanker."
"Really?" Stephanie asked
brightly. Her face
suddenly clouded over.
"No."
"Ok."
"Screech,
bang!"
"Damned that thing. Hey,"
Derrick said
thoughtfully, "did you notice the knot hole in the back of the
second
one?"
"No, I haven't used the second
one. What about
it?"
"It's about eye level. Want to
spy on people?"
Derrick asked teasingly.
"No,"
Stephanie was
outraged.
"I didn't think so. Coward,"
he said in
disdain.
"I am not, but I'm not a
pervert
either."
"The hell you aren't.
Remember the time I
caught you in the shed with..."
"Shut
the hell up.
You want me to drag all of your sick stuff out in the
open?"
"No," Derrick said resentfully.
"I'm going to
look," he said in sudden
resolution.
"Get back here,
you sick fuck," Stephanie hissed, but Derrick was already
scrambling across
clumps of grass and yellow sand. He fell twice before he reached
the back of the
outhouse. As he did, he looked down and realized that the area
had been much
used. He looked on either side of the outhouse and realized that
there was no
easy way to get to the back, from the front. It was screened off
by thick pines
and blackberry bushes. Derrick turned and waved Stephanie
forward, pointing at
the trampled ground beneath his
feet.
"You see, lot's
of people use this," he said in
satisfaction.
"Damned. I have used
this one,"
Stephanie said thoughtfully.
"Ashamed
of showing your
naked ass?" he teased.
"Yeah," she
looked around and
followed the trail down to the lake with her eyes. The outhouse
door slammed
again, startling them both. They smiled at each other at their
sudden fright.
Derrick moved closer to the hole and looked inside. He could see
an ass, but
didn't know if it was a male or female ass. He ducked down and
looked up, at the
prettiest head of raven black hair he had ever seen. There were
about 100 kids
at camp right now, he had no idea who might own the hair. But it
was definitely
a girl. He looked back at her lovely ass, just as she raised a
cheek and wiped
her pussy. He hissed in appreciation, then turned to wave
Stephanie forward. She
objected silently, then held her nose, but she inched closer. In
a moment her
eye was at the hole, looking
in.
"Hell, that's
Melanie Shaffer," Stephanie said, pressing her hand against the
hole to keep
from being heard.
"Ouch," she said,
drawing her hand
away in surprise.
"I know you're out
there," a voice
came from inside the outhouse. "Did you get a good
look?"
"Shut the fuck up and get your
ass out of
there," Stephanie yelled, surprising Melanie.
"A
girl! What are you doing out there?" Melanie shouted from inside,
with her eye
to the hole.
"Waiting for a guy to
show up, so get
your ass out of
there."
"Pervert."
"Don't
make me kick your ass," Stephanie threatened.
"I'm
leaving."
"A guy did show up next. Derrick looked
briefly, then motioned for Stephanie to look. She took a long,
hard look while
Derrick sat beside her smiling at her bated breath and hard
nipples. Upon an
impulse, he reached out and tweaked one nipple. She slapped his
hand away
half-heartedly, while maintaining her view inside. Stephanie
didn't realize that
guys took so long to pee. She had been with Derrick before when
he pee'd, but
she never really paid attention.
Derrick slid his
hand over her breast again, noticing that she was a full c-cup
now. Her tits
were firm and nipples long and hard. He gently massaged her right
breast,
totally engrossed in her suddenly interesting mounds. Why hadn't
he noticed her
tits before? She wasn't a sister, even though she had always
acted and felt like
one. She was a girl, he suddenly realized.
He looked
up at her face again and found in surprise that her eyes were
closed. She was
totally enjoying his manipulations and ignoring the guy inside.
They were both
brought back to reality by the slamming of the outhouse door.
Stephanie's eyes
flew open, she looked down at Derricks hand, and reluctantly
pushed it away.
Derrick's cock was hard and throbbing in his pants. Stephanie had
been the least
sexual creature he had ever know. Now, somehow, she had become
the object of his
desires. Was he just so hard up that he would fuck anything? Yes,
he was. But
that didn't make Stephanie and less desirable, or less available.
Even the
horrible smell of the outhouse didn't diminish the moment.
Derrick suddenly felt
that he had made a great realization, although he was not exactly
sure what it
was, other than the fact that Stephanie had
tits.
"That felt good," Derrick said in a
whisper.
"I'm glad, because it's the last time it
will ever happen," Stephanie said, wetting her lips and
reluctantly looking
Derrick in the eyes. She quickly glanced away.
"Why?"
Derrick asked in a pleading voice.
"I... you know,"
she said.
"Yeah," he lied. He didn't know, and he
didn't plan on stopping. Just wait until the next guy comes in,
he thought to
himself.
Thankfully, the next occupant was also a
guy. This one dropped his pants to take a shit. Stephanie looked
at his naked
ass, and saw black hair dusting it's surface. She grimaced in
disgust and pulled
her eye away. That was when they heard the first groan. Smiles
broke out on
their faces.
"Constipation,"
Stephanie mouthed silently with a look of disgust. When a second
louder moan
came they both broke out in giggles, trying not to be heard
inside. By the time
that the occupant left, they were rolling on the ground, laughing
themselves
into tears. He had certainly heard them as he left, but they
couldn't help
it.
"Oh God, my head hurts," Stephanie said,
holding
her head.
"It's the beer," Derrick
agreed.
"I need an
aspirin."
"Screech, slam!" they heard again. Even
before Stephanie could press her eye to the hole, they both heard
whispered
voices coming from inside. Stephanie opened her mouth in an "o"
of surprise and
quickly looked through the hole. She looked for several minutes
before she
pulled her eye away and motioned Derrick forward. He saw a pair
of breasts. A
girl was facing the wall of the outhouse, just above the hole,
with her shirt
open. He could see two perfect breasts. Suddenly the girl sighed
and the breasts
began swinging. In a moment it was clear that she was being
fucked from behind.
Derrick looked at Stephanie in surprise. She pushed him away and
pressed her own
eye to the hole. Once again, Derrick's eyes were drawn to
Stephanie's breasts,
hidden by her plaid shirt and white, lacey, form-fitting bra. Her
tits really
were magnificent.
Again, of it's own violation, his
hand crept forward and captured her right breast. She made no
move to push him
away. He first mashed the firm breast in his hand, then on an
impulse, he pulled
his hand away and slid it inside her blouse and bra. There was a
gasp of
surprise, her hand started for his hand to stop him, but by that
time his index
finger was beginning to worrying her stiff nipple. She froze, bit
her lip, and
leaned her head against the wood of the
outhouse.
Although the odor of the outhouse was
horrendous, the heat of the afternoon sun, heating the wood
against her
forehead, felt good. She was also aware of the heat being
transmitted by her
aroused nipple. It was speeding directly down to her
pussy.
As she knelt with her head against the
outhouse, resting her weight against her knees, she gently rubbed
her legs
together. Dressed in overalls and squatting in the sand behind an
outhouse, had
not been her dream of her first sexual experience. As the girl
inside the
outhouse began gasping loudly, Stephanie licked her lips
nervously and looked
inside. She could see nothing but the swinging, pendulums of
womanly flesh, but
at that moment, with Derrick's fingers massaging her breasts, she
did care. At
certain times, a pair of swinging tits was very
erotic.
Suddenly, as Stephanie watched, a hand
came
into view and grabbed the girl's right breast. As the hand
massaged the breast,
Stephanie saw a ring, a rams head with large diamonds for
eyes.
"How tacky," Stephanie sighed, again
closing
her eyes and enjoying the hand on her breasts. She didn't care
who the hand
belonged too, as long as it didn't stop.
"Oh God,
that feels good," Stephanie whispered.
"Yes, it
does," Derrick whispered. Stephanie's eyes flew open in surprise,
then they
closed slowly. Derrick decided it was time to take things one
step further. He
unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open. The bra latched from the
back, so he
simply pushed it down to reveal her breasts. Despite, or possibly
because, of
her thick body, her breasts looked enormous. Derrick gasped in
appreciation,
then noticed Stephanie giving him a critical
gaze.
"They are beautiful," he gasped
joyously.
"Thanks," she said, suddenly relaxing
again. Derrick realized that she had never showed her breasts to
anyone before.
He had been the first to view, and judge her beautiful breasts.
Luckily, he had
been impressed.
Derrick slid closer to the outhouse,
facing her breasts. She again put her eye against the hole, then
blinked as the
outhouse door slammed, shooting a puff of air into her eye. She
blinked, rubbed
her eye, and sat back on her heels. Derrick had been afraid that
she would stop
him, now that the stimulus had been removed, but to his amazement
she simply
watched his face as he groped both breasts in fascination.
Suddenly he grew
bold, leaned forward, and captured one dark red nipple in his
lips. As he sucked
he closed his eyes and enjoyed the first sexual moment of his
life. Every little
detail was imprinted on his mind, easily retrieved for future
reference. He
could smell the trace of sweat from beneath her breasts, the
slight trace of
odor from her armpits, the smell of the laundry detergent still
drifting from
the hot fabric in the afternoon sun, and of course the smell of
the outhouse. He
desperately wanted to get away from that stench, but he was
afraid that any
pause would cause her to change her mood, and her mind. It would,
of course, he
would come to realize how critical this decision had been, in the
near future
when he understood women better.
"Do the other one,"
Stephanie whispered.
Derrick quickly moved from her
right breast to the stiffened nipple on her left. He massaged the
flesh of her
stomach, on her left side below the ribs. It was soft and supple,
two words that
Derrick never thought he would ever associate with Stephanie. To
his amazement,
he realized that she was a very curvaceous, hot and sexy woman.
There was no
doubt in his mind that he would fuck her, even if he had to rape
her and take
the beating she would give him afterwards.
"Stop,"
Stephanie said suddenly. She pushed Derrick away. He nearly
howled in helpless
frustration, but to his amazement Stephanie just wanted room to
remove her
clothing. She slipped the suspenders off her shoulders, stood,
and slid her
overalls down off her legs. Derrick half expected to see a man's
hairy legs, as
the bulky trousers dropped, but was pleasantly surprised to see
the long,
muscular, sexy legs of a woman. They were overly white, since
Stephanie did not
believe in showing her body, and never wore shorts or a bathing
suit. But with a
little tan they would be perfect.
Derrick's eyes were
drawn to the black panties still showing in the opening of her
unbuttoned shirt.
They hid a gentle, mysterious mound.
"My God,
Stephanie, why didn't I ever notice how beautiful you
are?"
"I don't like showing off," she said
uncomfortably.
"I will never forget," Derrick said in
awe. At that moment the outhouse door slammed again. Stephanie
spun and ducked
to look through the hole. She watched for several minutes before
she turned and
looked down at him, amused by his unblinking stare at her
crotch.
"It's just a girl taking a piss," she
whispered.
"Let me sniff you," Derrick
pleaded.
"What?" Stephanie laughed, not sure she
heard him right.
"I want to sniff your pussy," he
said with a greedy look.
"You
do?"
"Yeah," he looked up at her face. He
believed he
could see the desire in her eyes.
"Wh... why?" she
stuttered.
"I want to see if it smells delicious.
All
the books say that a pussy smells delicious."
"It
doesn't," she said, shaking her head with a
smile.
"Let me try," he pleaded again. She
started to
object, then seeing the look in his eyes she nodded slowly.
Derrick scrambled
through the yellow sand on his knees and put his nose against her
black panties.
He took a deep sniff, then pulled back with a thoughtful look.
Obviously happy,
he grabbed each leg and plunged forward to sniff again. He
remained there for
several minutes, inhaling deeply, like a boy sniffing glue. A
dazed, happy smile
crossed his face as he finally pulled away and looked up at
Stephanie.
"It is wonderful," he gasped.
"I... I... I'm glad you like it,"
Stephanie said,
not sure what to say. The fire between her legs had intensified
100 times. Her
legs felt like they would collapse. Derrick didn't appear to
notice how they
shook, or didn't care. Stephanie had hopped... well she was
hoping that Derrick
would want to do more than sniff. While she grew up, at night in
the darkness of
her own room, she rubbed her pussy with her fingers, while
imagining how it
would feel to have a boy... or a girl, lick her pussy. Derrick
had been so
close. Did he really find her pussy offensive after
all?
"Open your legs," he suddenly commanded
with an
assurance she had never seen before. She automatically stepped
wider, opening
her pussy for his pleasure. He immediately reached up and grabbed
the crotch of
her panties with shaking fingers. Before she could object, he
pulled the crotch,
and a few hairs, and pushed it aside to view her pussy. In a
moment his mouth
was pressed against the hot, moist lips of her pussy, nuzzling
and sucking as
she had dreamed of so many times. Stephanie gave a happy,
shuddering smile and
looked down at Derrick as he instinctively began licking and
sucking on her
pussy, in all the right ways. His only fault was he was too
aggressive, and a
little too painful, but she would teach him how to be gentle
later. Right now
she needed rough.
Stephanie massaged his hair as his
face worked between her legs. Derrick moaned as he munched on her
hot, flavorful
pussy. It was just as fantastic as he had imagined it would be.
He probed her
depths with his tongue, and enjoyed the sympathetic jerking
motion it caused in
her upright body. He slid his mouth up slightly and sucked her
clit into his
lips. She gasped, then squealed slightly, cupping her hands on
each side of his
head, holding it in place.
It was only another moment
before the fire in her loins intensified, then exploded in an
alarming eruption
of hot, blissful, orgasm.
She jerked and shuddered
convulsively, while Derrick looked up, watching the expression on
her face. He
smiled up into her eyes as she slowly relaxed and pushed his
feasting mouth
away. She would also have to teach him when to
stop.
"Oh fuck, that was good," Stephanie
hissed in
appreciation. She suddenly realized that Derrick had given her
the very first
non-self-induced orgasm of her life. She looked down at her
friend in surprise
and realized he could have all sorts of uses, now that they had
broken through
the platonic barrier. But it would also change them irrevocably.
She was sad, in
a way, but also excited. It put a whole new outlook on her
lonely, young adult
life. She looked at the future with some
hope.
"Screech,
bang!"
Stephanie felt the vibration of the
slamming
door through her naked ass, where it pressed against the
outhouse. With a sigh,
she turned and looked through the hole.
"It's Mrs.
Manahan?" Stephanie hissed in excitement.
"What's she
doing?"
"Fingering herself. She's all hunched
over
and just stirring that pudding. Wow, I didn't know that teachers
did that
shit."
"Let me look," Derrick said, pushing her
aside. He put his eye against the hole, but could see nothing but
her bunched up
dress, and her hunched back. Still, knowing what she was doing
inside made it
seem sexy and forbidden. His cock was raging hard, pressing
against the front of
his pants. Suddenly he felt Stephanie's hands fumbling at his
zipper. Pretending
to be watching Mrs. Manahan, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the
sensation of
hands first baring, then fondling his cock. To his amazement, he
felt a soft
pair of warm lips encircling his hot cock. The sensation was so
foreign that he
nearly collapsed on the sand. Only the old outhouse kept him
upright.
The outhouse door suddenly slammed,
puffing
air against his closed eyelid. He paid no attention, knowing
there would be
nothing to see, until he heard a female voice and giggle inside.
His eyes flew
open and he looked at two females standing in front of the locked
door. Mrs.
Manahan was now off the toilet, but still inside. But who was the
second
woman?
If Derrick had not been getting the best
-
first - only, blowjob of his life, he may have asked Stephanie.
But he would do
nothing to get her to removed those soft hot lips from his cock.
She seemed to
be doing it wrong, simply sucking like she would a straw while
pumping her fist
along the base, but he didn't mind. It felt
magnificent.
One of Derrick's favorite wet dreams was
the one where he could bend over and suck his own dick. He
realized that
Stephanie's hot, sucking lips felt even better than his
dream.
Derrick's eyes flew open when he heard
moaning. To his amazement, and a little horror, he saw a naked
leg up on the
toilet seat, with a flowered dress pulled up to the waist, and a
female face
working in Mrs. Manahan's pussy, just as his had been in
Stephanie's, only
moments before. In sudden inspiration, he realized that Mrs.
Manahan was a
lesbian. But who owned the face sucking her pussy? He couldn't
tell because Mrs.
Manahan's naked thigh hid the woman's face. He would give a lot
to know her
identity.
Even though Mrs. Manahan was at least 40
years old, her naked thigh actually looked good to him, while he
was getting his
dick sucked.
Derrick could feel the fire building in
his loins. It was far greater than the fire generated by his own
hand. In fact,
the intensifying sensation began to frighten him. He had seen
movies where
people screamed in the middle of sex. What if his own blowjob was
so intense
that he screamed, and was discovered by Mrs. Manahan. So, what if
he did, he
thought to himself. High school was nearly over. What could she
do, now that
he'd seen her getting her pussy eaten by another woman?
Nothing.
He moaned softly as he felt his balls
tightening. Stephanie was actually giving him a handjob, similar
to what he
would give himself, but with the added pleasure of her lips,
sucking on the head
of his cock like a straw. In a moment his cock would be spewing
it's offering
into her sucking lips, and he couldn't wait. He had heard of such
things, but
never imagined it happening to himself. Would it feel wonderful
too?
His balls clenched, all time stopped,
then his
cock began spurting cum into Stephanie's happy lips. She sucked
and drank
greedily, while holding the cheeks of his ass in her hands,
pulling him forward
so she wouldn't miss a drop. All too suddenly, he felt the last
spurt of cum
shoot into her mouth. Many little tremors followed, then is balls
relaxed. His
hard cock began to wilt in Stephanie's sweet mouth. She slowly
pulled away,
letting his deflating cock drop. She looked up at the stupid
smile on his
face.
"Fan-fucking-tastic," he moaned, holding
her
head with his hands and shaking it slightly. "That was the most
wonderful thing
I've ever felt... damned, I forgot to tell you, Mrs. Manahan is
getting her
pussy eaten by another woman," he said, pointing toward the hole.
Stephanie
leaped forward and peeked through the hole.
"Holy
shit. Now that's the most disgusting, erotic thing I've ever
seen," she gasped
with her eye pressed against the hole. "Who's the other
woman?"
"I couldn't
tell."
"I think it's Mrs. Simmons, the gym
teacher.
I'd recognize those rock hard breast anywhere. Have you ever
noticed that they
never jiggle?"
"No, I didn't notice," Derrick said,
again fondling Stephanie's hard breasts.
"I wonder if
she'd eat my pussy," Stephanie mused to herself. Derrick felt his
hair stand on
end.
"Hey, you're not turning lesi, are
you?"
"I don't know, maybe," she said
thoughtfully.
"But we... I..." he said in
desperation.
"You can still fuck me occasionally,"
she said with a slight smile as she looked through the
hole.
"Thank God. I thought... I mean we just
started
having sex, I certainly don't want to lose you," he said,
stopping in
embarassment.
"Fuck me," Stephanie whispered. Derrick
wasn't sure he'd heard right, until she pulled her eye away from
the hole and
repeated it. Derrick looked at her ample ass, squatting above the
sand, and
hesitated in confusion. In desperation he knelt down behind her
and raised her
ass to meet his rock hard cock. Without preamble, he plunged his
cock up inside
her pussy. She hissed in pain, with her cheek pressed against the
back of the
outhouse, then slowly relaxed. Derrick didn't know what a virgin
was, nor would
he have cared if he did know. All he knew was that Stephanie was
willing to
fuck. He didn't know about her pain, or see the blood on his
cock. All he knew
was that her hair smelled wonderful, as he hunched over her back
and pumped away
in her ass.
In a moment Stephanie actually began
enjoying Derrick's cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She
again pressed her
eye to the hole and discovered that she had been right. Mrs.
Simmons now had her
back against the wall, near the outhouse door, and Mrs. Manahan
was licking away
at her pussy. Mrs. Simmons' sweat pants were hanging from the
hook on the door
and she was completely naked from the waist down. Her ample,
brown bush reached
clear up to her belly button. Mrs. Simmons had her t-shirt raised
so she could
play with her own nipples while Mrs. Manahan eagerly feasted on
her pussy. At
that very moment Mrs. Simmons began emitting a series of little
cries, the she
gasped in apparent horror as her pussy exploded into orgasm. She
held Mrs.
Manahan's head into her crotch as she bucked, hunching forward
over the woman's
head. Thrusting her pussy against the woman's mouth, her eye
invariably went to
the hole at the back of the outhouse less that three feet away.
Stephanie and
Mrs. Simmons locked gazes for a moment, then Mrs. Simmons smiled
and closed her
eyes, relaxing against the wall with her head thrown
back.
Stephanie was amazed and intrigued. Mrs.
Simmons had certainly seen her, but she didn't care. Was it an
invitation?
Without warning, in her preoccupied
state, Stephanie suddenly felt her pussy clench around Derrick's
cock, then
grasp it in a death grip as his orgasm began. Wave after wave of
pleasure shot
between her legs, into her ass and up to her chest. She put all
her
concentration on Derrick's wonderful cock, filling her pussy. It
felt so hot and
hard inside her. Her loins clenched around it as her orgasm
seemed to go on and
on. She shuddered then felt a second orgasm start, due to
Derrick's continued
attack on her ass. She heard the outhouse door slam and gasped in
relief. When
she was certain that the women would be far away she allowed
herself a series of
loud moans and squeals. The wet sound of Derrick's cock sliding
in and out of
her pussy added to the erotic quality of their sex. The smell of
the outhouse
seemed to vanish, overloaded by her heightened senses. With her
loins filled
with fire, she twirled her own nipples as Derrick continued to
pound away
against her ass. With an animal-like whine, he paused shuddered
against her. She
felt the hot cum being pumped into her pussy. His cock throbbed
inside her. She
was just a fraction of a minute away from a third orgasm. She
reached down
between her legs and played with her raging hot pussy until the
third orgasm
exploded between her legs.
She was amazed to feel
Derrick kissing her shoulders, and she shuddered, enduring the
fourth life-
shattering orgasm in the space of a few minutes, one from oral
sex and three
from his magnificent cock. What an experience, she thought to
herself.
"I think I love you," Derrick whispered
against the back of her head.
"Yeah, right," she
said, returning to her senses. "Get off my back. I need a good
swim."
"Yeah, me
too."
"Then I'm going to visit Mrs. Simmons,"
Stephanie said thoughtfully.
"What!" Derrick
exploded.
"Hey, it's the day for firsts, so as the
song goes, I don't want to miss a thing. If you are so upset, I
would visit Mrs.
Manahan, if I were you. You've seen her having a lesbian affair,
you can
blackmail her into doing anything you want.
"Hey,
you're right," Derrick said in amazement. "Wh... where are you
going?" he asked
as Stephanie scooped up her trowsers and headed for the
lake.
"A swim. The last one there stinks," she
called
enticingly.
"Who cares. All I can smell is that
damned outhouse," he said, grabbing his own clothes and following
her naked ass.
Camp was certainly more fun than he anticipated," he thought,
watching the crack
of Stephanie's ass as his cock grew hard again.
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