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Summer Camp
Ken_Riley & Holly_Yates

Summer Camp

Contributing Authors: Holly_Yates 
A summer camp manager for teenagers, coerces two of the girls into having sex with him.
I have a great summer job. For the past two years I’ve been the Head Counselor and Manager of a small summer camp in upstate New York in the Adirondack Mountains. Situated on Lake Otis, the camp is a picturesque place to spend my summers. The other nine months of the year, I’m a high school math teacher in The Bronx.

As Head Counselor, my main job is to supervise the twenty high school students who serve as counselors – ten boys and ten girls. The counselors must have attended before as campers and must be eighteen years old. All campers must be at least sixteen years old.

The camp is host to thirty boys and thirty girls, who stay for two weeks, then another sixty teens arrive for a two-week stay. This cycle repeats for the summer months.

The campers are housed in six rustic log cabins and the counselors are housed in two cabins. I have my own one bedroom cabin. The sexes are, of course, housed in separate cabins. Knowing that teens of this age have raging hormones, one of my tasks is to see that there is no hanky-panky going on between the counselors or the campers. But having said that, whenever you get boys and girls together for a whole summer, things have a way of happening when you least expect it.

There is a hiking trail that runs five miles around the lake, with large gazebos built one mile apart as rest areas and as emergency shelters should hikers get caught in the rain. My routine is to take a two-mile walk every night after dark, out to the first gazebo and back.

We were a month into the summer sessions and I was on my daily walk after dark. As I approached the gazebo, I heard what sounded like talking or moaning. When I got closer, I knew exactly what the sounds were.

“Oh, Todd, you feel so good! Fuck me!”

There is no lighting on the trail or in the gazebos, so I was able to quietly approach and see what was going on. Todd, one of the counselors, was standing behind Tracy, another counselor, holding her by the hips and banging away on her. She was bent over and holding to the back of the built-in bench seat.

I was horrified that this was happening. The counselors are lectured that in no uncertain terms are they allowed to have any kind of sexual contact. To do so would mean immediate and permanent dismissal from the counseling program and their parents would be notified.

I was also mesmerized by the scene. Tracy was a very hot teenager with long, thick brown hair and an adorable smile. Watching her getting fucked from behind was extremely arousing. I couldn’t move and watched until Todd shot off and was about to pull out of her before making my presence known.

“What the hell are you two doing?” I yelled. They both jumped and shrieked in horror.

Todd said, “Oh my God! Mr. Baxter!” He was trying to quickly pull up his pants, while Tracy had only to straighten up for her mini-skirt to fall back down from where it had been pushed up around her waist.

“Todd, go back to camp and I’ll talk to you there.”

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir.” And he quickly walked away into the darkness.

Tracy, who was now in tears, also tried to walk away, but I grabbed her arm and said, “Not you, Tracy. I’ll talk to you here.”

“Okay, Mr. Baxter.” She looked down, obviously realizing that she and Todd were in a lot of trouble.

“Tracy, don’t you know what I’ll have to do now?”

“Yes, sir. You have to fire us and send us home.”

“That’s right.” I let her squirm and worry about those consequences for a moment.

“Or, I could say nothing and do nothing at all.”

“What… what do you mean?”

“I’ll agree to do nothing, but you have to put out for me all summer, whenever I want.”

“What?” Tracy was appalled at my proposal.

“That’s right. You won’t lose your job and your parents will never know what I just saw tonight, but you must have sex with me anytime I want, anywhere I want, and as often as I want.”

“No way! I won’t be your whore!” Tracy said indignantly.

“Okay then. You and Todd will be out of here first thing tomorrow morning and your parents will know everything before you get home.” I took her by the arm and started to lead her out of the gazebo. 

“Wait, Mr. Baxter. Can I think about it overnight?”

“No. I want your answer now.”

Tracy looked down at her feet, fidgeted a bit, and said, “Okay. I’ll do it. I need this job and my parents would kick me out of the house if they found out.”

“Good. I thought you would see things my way. Now bend over the way you were.”

Tracy reluctantly, but obediently bent over and grabbed the back of the bench as I lifted her skirt above her waist to reveal her nice bare bottom. I pulled my cock out of my shorts, took her hips in my hands and pushed my shaft into her all the way with one slow thrust.

“Ah God!” Tracy gasped as she felt my eight thick inches penetrate her body so suddenly and so deeply.

She was well lubricated with Todd’s cum, so I pumped on her for just a few minutes before shooting my load. A faint moan escaped her lips when she felt my cum shooting into her.

When I finished, I pulled out of her and said, “Now turn around and suck me clean.”

Tracy obeyed and almost eagerly dropped to her knees and sucked my cock into her mouth, cleaning it completely of her juices, Todd’s cum and my cum.

“Okay, Tracy, be prepared to meet me here every night unless I tell you differently. And you should obviously say nothing about this to Todd or to anyone else.”

“Yes, sir. I understand.”

I let her arrive back at the camp well ahead of me and went straight to Todd’s cabin, took him outside and told him that I was going to give him and Tracy a second chance and that I did not want to catch them together again. He assured me that I wouldn’t and thanked me profusely.

* * * * *

The next morning I called all the counselors together for a quick meeting and reviewed with them the code of conduct that was expected of the camp counselors, with special emphasis on sexual contact. Todd's and Tracy’s faces were red throughout the whole meeting.

That day, I only saw Tracy a couple of times, and each time she gave me, not a look of disdain as I expected, but a look with a hint of anticipation. I wondered, “Is she looking forward to tonight?”

It was almost nine o’clock when Tracy showed up at the gazebo. She looked gorgeous as usual and was wearing a perfume that was simply divine. I was overcome with her attractiveness and grabbed her around the waste and lifted her off the floor. She put her arms around my neck and we kissed deeply. I couldn’t believe my actions or Tracy’s reaction. One would think we had been lovers for months and that we finally were together again.

“Tracy you look simply scrumptious in that tank top!”

“Thank you, Mr. Baxter.”

“Please, call me Bill.”

“Okay, Bill.”

“I’m surprised that you kissed me like that.”

“I am too. But when you picked me up like you did, it just seemed natural.”

“Well, it was nice for whatever reason.” We kissed again as we held each other close. Holding and kissing Tracy made my cock grow quickly and I pressed it against her crotch. She responded by pushing back and grinding her hips.

“Bill, how do you want me?” she whispered.

My head cleared as my mind got back to why we were there. “On your knees.”

Tracy kneeled down, unzipped my pants, took my cock out, and devoured it with her mouth. She was in a hurry to make me cum and she was doing just what she had to do to make it happen.

I buried my hands in her hair, took hold of her head, and fucked her mouth for only one or two minutes before shooting off. She jerked and moaned when she felt my cum spurt into her mouth, but she swallowed it and kept sucking until I had nothing left.

Tracy stood up and whispered, “Was that okay?”

“It was great. Now it’s my turn.”

“But, Bill, I’ve never done that before.”

“Really? A guy has never gone down on you before?”


“Well, this guy is going to show you something that you will really love. Take off your shorts and sit down on the bench.” I knew she probably wasn’t wearing panties.

She did as I asked and I got on my knees in front of her and had her hold her legs apart with her feet on the bench. I dove into her nice, wet pussy and gave her the sexual experience of her life. She was moaning and humping my face, eventually having an Earth-shattering orgasm.

I gave her a few minutes to catch her breath, then had her sit on my lap so we could fuck. In only a few minutes she had another great orgasm.

“Oh, Bill, you sure do know how to make love!”

“And you’re a nice fuck, Tracy.” We kissed and she got up to leave.

“I guess we should get back.”

“Yes. Tomorrow why don’t you come to my cabin? Just be very careful that no one sees you.”

“That will be difficult. My friend, Sheryl, notices everything. She asked me tonight where I was going and should she come with me.”

“Really? You need to be careful then. The last thing we need is for someone to find out what we’re up to.”

“I know. I’ll be careful.”

* * * * *

The next night Tracy knocked on my door around ten. She was wearing pajamas and a robe.

“I told Sheryl I had to use the bathroom and that I might be awhile because I wasn’t feeling well.”

“Okay. Sounds believable enough.”

I led her to my bedroom and removed my robe, which was all I was wearing. She removed her robe and pajamas and lay down on the bed, her beautiful hair flowing across the pillow. I crawled between her legs, not planning on any foreplay. I just wanted to fuck Tracy real good. When I guided my cock into her pussy, it was already wet.

She whispered, “I used lubricant, hoping you would want to just fuck me. I love to just fuck really hard.”

“That’s nice, because that’s what I plan to do.”

I took her wrists in my hands and said, “Fight me.”

After a moment's hesitation, she started to struggle and tried to get me off of her. She tried to pull her hands free, but I was too strong. I kissed her neck and she said, “No don’t. Don’t fuck me.”

Her struggling made my cock hard as a rock, so I pushed it into her all the way. She kept struggling to get away. “No, Bill. Don’t.”

I kissed her lips and she kissed me back, our tongues entwined. I released her hands and she wrapped them around my neck and brought her legs up around my waist. She held on tight as I fucked her for at least twenty minutes. The old bed was squeaking and the headboard was banging against the wall. Finally we both came at the same time. I shot my load and filled her body with my cum.

“Oh, Bill, that was so good. I’ve never had sex like this before. It’s always been in the back seat of a car or standing up bent over. I love fucking in bed!”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. We looked at each other in horror.

I thought, “Who the hell could that be at this time of night?” I didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Tracy?” The voice called from outside. “It’s Sheryl. I know you’re in there because I followed you. Come on open up.”

I gulped as my mind raced through all the possible consequences of being found having sex with a counselor. We were caught. There was no getting around it. Tracy simply pulled the covers over her as I pulled on my robe and went to the door.

I cracked it open and said, “What do you want, Sheryl?”

“I want to come in. You should not leave me out here yelling for Tracy.”

She was right, so I let her in, took a quick look round outside and closed the door.

Sheryl said, “So you two have been screwing around for several days now, right? I can cause you a lot of trouble, Mr. Baxter.”

“I know that, Sheryl. What do you want to keep quiet?”

She looked into the bedroom at Tracy in my bed as she walked over to me and grabbed my cock through my robe. “I want this. I want it every night that Tracy gets it.”

“You’ve got to be kidding!”

“Nope. I want you to fuck me before you fuck Tracy. Just how often do you two do it anyway?

Tracy finally spoke up, “Sheryl, why are you doing this? I thought we were friends!”

"We are friends, Tracy. That’s why I’m not going to make trouble for you and Mr. Baxter. I don’t think I’m asking much for my silence.” She looked at me, smiled and said, “I’m sure Mr. Baxter will like it.”

I looked at Tracy and back to Sheryl. “I guess we have no choice.”

“You’re right. Now, is tomorrow night too soon to start?”

I looked Sheryl, one of the sexiest teenagers I’d ever seen, and quickly imagined fucking her brains out. As my cock began to swell with the thought, I said, “I suppose tomorrow night around ten is fine.”

“Okay great.” She turned to leave when she notice the bulge in my robe, the bulge caused by my growing cock.

She reached out again and took the bulge in her hand. “Well well. What is this? I think you want to fuck me right now, don’t you, Mr. Baxter?”

Without waiting for my answer, Sheryl started to remove her blouse and shorts. She walked into the bedroom and over to the bed and removed her panties and was then totally naked.

She said, “Tracy, why don’t you wait on the chair while Mr. Baxter screws me? You might like watching us.”

I stood dumbfounded as Tracy got up and sat down on the chair as Sheryl crawled into bed.

“Come on, Mr. Baxter. What are you waiting for? I’m ready.”

I looked at Tracy who had a scared look on her face. She looked like a scared rabbit that a dog had just chased into a hole.

As our eyes met, I mouthed the words, “I’m sorry.”

I turned back to the bed, removed my robe, and crawled under the covers with Sheryl. She immediately pulled me on top of her as we kissed passionately and moaned when she felt my hard cock against her leg.

“Mmm, why don’t you put that in me and fuck me hard? I want Tracy to see you fucking me.”

My mind was already there and my hormones were quickly taking control. I was about to ram my cock into gorgeous Sheryl while gorgeous Tracy, whom I had just fucked minutes earlier, looked on. It was a very arousing situation.

I slowly eased my cock into Sheryl’s waiting pussy as she locked her legs around my waist.

“Mmm, you feel SO big! Now fuck me hard. I’m almost ready to cum.”

I slid one hand under her ass and grabbed the top of her head with the other and fucked her hard for several minutes. She did have an orgasm almost immediately and another one when she felt me shooting my load.

“Oh yes! Cum inside me! Fuck me and cum inside me! Fill me with your hot cum!” She said this while looking over at Tracy, who was spellbound by what she was observing. She was obviously turned on by watching us fucking just a few feet away.

As our climaxes subsided, our humping slowed and grew to a halt. We both were panting to catch our breath and enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking.

Sheryl looked over at Tracy and said, “Why don’t you join us and cuddle?”

Tracy quickly came over and crawled into bed beside me and Sheryl and pulled the covers up over us. I had one gorgeous teenager on each side of me; I had fucked them both and all I wanted to do was to go to sleep.

I laid there with Tracy on one shoulder and Sheryl on the other and dropped off to sleep without knowing it. Both girls seemed to go to sleep as well.

* * * * *

The next morning I woke up with a start! It was after seven and I panicked. The girls were gone and it was late. I usually am up at six and out the door by six-thirty.

I got dressed and made a quick walk around the camp trying to find either Tracy or Sheryl. I found Tracy leaving the girl's shower building.

“Tracy, what time did you two leave this morning? I didn’t even know you were gone!”

She looked around to see if anyone noticed us talking. “We left around three. You woke up long enough to say good night.”

“I did? I have no memory of that.”

“I’m not surprised. You were pretty sleepy.”

“Yeah I guess I was.”

“I enjoyed sleeping with you, even if Sheryl was there.”

“Really? And what about watching us having sex?”

“I thought I would hate it and be jealous, but I wasn’t. It was a turn-on actually.”

“You’re kidding!”

“No really! But next time Sheryl will have to watch us do it first. It’s only fair.”

“I agree. I should go.”

“Okay, see you tonight at ten.”

* * * * *

At ten o’clock that night, Tracy and Sheryl knocked on my door and I quickly let them in.

“Are you sure no one saw you?”

Tracy said, “Yes. We left separately and circled around behind your cabin. No one saw us.”


Sheryl said, “Tonight Tracy wants to go first, then I’ll join you. Sound okay?”

“Sounds fine to me.”

I embraced and kissed them both, then Tracy and I went into the bedroom, undressed, and slipped under the covers. It didn’t take much foreplay before we were fucking vigorously, moaning and humping like there was no tomorrow.

Then I felt Sheryl slip into bed beside us and reach down and grab my balls in one hand. She rolled and fondled them expertly, driving me to a quick orgasm.

She whispered in my ear, “Shoot off inside her, Bill. Fill her with your cum.”

As my cock jerked and squirted, Tracy had an orgasm that I’m sure she’ll never forget. She started to scream profanities, so Sheryl quickly put her hand over her mouth.

“Shh, Tracy. You’ll get us all caught.”

Tracy continued to moan loudly until her orgasm faded away.

She finally said breathlessly, “Wow, Bill that was amazing! You felt so big inside me I thought I would die!”

“My cock was pushing against your cervix as I came.”

“Maybe that was it. Mmm, I loved it.”

As I pulled out of Tracy, Sheryl said, “Let me suck your cock clean.”

I lay down beside Tracy and Sheryl sucked my cock into her mouth, slurping and lapping up all the cum and juices.

As my cock grew hard again at the feeling of her mouth, Sheryl started to bob her head up and down on it. She was doing pretty good, but she wasn’t going deep enough to satisfy my needs, so I put my hand on her head and push down until she gagged and pulled out.

“God, Bill! You’re too big for me to deep throat!”

“Try again. You have to do it.”

She reluctantly let me push her head down on my cock again until she gagged again when it hit the back of her throat. When she tried to pull up, I held her head with both hands and thrust up into her throat, going all the way down until her nose was pushing against my stomach. She struggled to pull away, but I held her tight.

“Relax, Sheryl. Just relax and let me fuck your throat.”

She complied and the gagging stopped. Her beautiful silky hair was spilling down over my stomach as I started to fuck her throat.

I kept it up until she started to struggle, needing to breathe, so I let her pull away from my cock.

Sheryl coughed and swallowed and said, “Damn! You made me do that!”

“And I bet you liked it, too.”

“Well, I’ve always wanted to suck a cock that way, but not forcibly. I guess it was okay.”

“You aren’t finished. I want to cum in your throat.”

“Wait a minute! I don’t swallow!”

“Well, now you will. Besides, when I cum in your throat you won’t have to swallow. It will just slip right down.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“I do. Now suck my cock down again.” I pushed her face toward my cock and she opened her mouth and took my whole eight inches right down.

“Good girl! That’s nice. Now let me fuck you for a few seconds and I’ll come.”

I started to thrust up and down into Sheryl’s throat and after only about twenty seconds, I started to shoot off. Long, warm streams of cum spurted from my cock and down her throat. She jumped when she felt the first spurt, but then relaxed and let the rest stream down into her stomach.

When I finished ten seconds or so later, she quickly pulled out and coughed. “That wasn’t too bad.”

“See? I told you it would be easy.”

“It was!”

“Now, come up here and sit on my face. I want to eat that little teenager pussy of yours.”

“Mmm! I’ve never done that before.”

“Well, I think you’re going to like it.”

Sheryl lowered her pussy to my mouth and I tongued and sucked her clit until she had an enormous orgasm, moaning so loudly that I was afraid someone would hear her. I was hoping that Tracy would intervene and make her keep quiet, but she was sound asleep beside us.

Sheryl finally stopped and lay down on top of me, totally exhausted from that one orgasm. It must have been a good one.

We all three slept that way for the next four hours. Tracy woke up and started to get dressed and shook Sheryl to wake her up.

“Come on, Sheryl. We need to go! We’ve been gone too long! These late nights are not going to work. People will notice and start asking questions. Come on! Get dressed!”

* * * * *

We worked out a schedule where Sheryl and Tracy would alternate nights and one would make excuses for the other if anyone asked questions, which apparently they never didn’t. At least not that summer.

For the rest of the summer camp season, I fucked Tracy or Sheryl every day. A few times we would sneak off into the woods during the day and I’d fuck them from the back as they bent over a convenient rock I found. It was a great location and I hid a blanket there to soften the rock. I even sat up a video camera to record us so I could enjoy them for years to come. The girls never knew about that.

* * * * *

My gorgeous and over-sexed bisexual wife, Summer, came up to spend the last two weeks of camp with me. I told her what I had been doing and she was thrilled and aroused by it.

“Ooh, I want them, too. They must be gorgeous little things!”

“They are, but they’re in no way bi-curious.”

“Oh, too bad. Well, maybe you could arrange for me to give a few blowjobs. I’ll bet the teenage boys here are loaded to the brim with cum just waiting to explode into my mouth.”

“Hmm. Maybe I could find a few guys. But you should charge them. I don’t want you to give it away.”

“Good idea! I could make a few extra bucks to help pay the bills! How much should I charge?”

“Well, these counselors don’t have much money. Their parents give them a few hundred dollars for the summer to cover miscellaneous expenses and that’s it. The camp provides all of their meals.”

“So what do you think? Fifty dollars for a blowjob and a hundred to fuck?”

“No, that’s too much. Maybe twenty for a blowjob and fifty to fuck. That way you might get repeat business. Then next year you can plan to come earlier and stay longer. We’ll make even more money!”

“Great idea! When can we start?”

“Tomorrow. I’ll introduce you to the counselors and to all the campers. Once you make it with a few guys, the word will spread like wildfire.”

“Yeah, I bet it will.”

Then Summer came over to me, put her arms around my neck and said, "All this talk about teenage boys has made me horny. I think you should fuck me hard before dinner."


Look for part 2 of this story, “Summer Camp – Pimping My Wife”

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