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Summer Camp Leader

When I was a kid my parents always sent me to this cool summer camp every summer for a week. The last summer I went there I guess I was about 15. I think 16 was the age cut off.

They had camp leaders who kind of chaperoned the kids and did activities with them. Most of them were college girls from 18 to about 20. To me at 15 they all looked so mature and grown up although they weren't really that much older than me.

There was this one leader who stayed with my group most of the time. They divided the kids up in manageable numbers and we stayed together doing activities like swimming, crafts, etc. I thought she was so sexy! She was cute as a button and she looked so hot in her khaki shorts and leader's t-shirt. She seemed to flirt with me a lot that week. Sometimes as we walked somewhere she would take my hand and give me a loving little squeeze and a big smile. I was in love!

One night we had a big bonfire and all the kids in camp and the leaders gathered around the large fire to sing songs and all that stuff. It was pitch dark outside. When the event that night was over everyone started heading back from this clearing in the woods to the bunk houses. She walked beside me. It was so dark. Our eyes weren't well adjusted to the dark after having stared into a roaring bright fire for an hour. They had various paths through the woods back to the bunk houses. We were almost feeling our way with our feet since it was hard to see and she was holding my hand. Probably to help each other keep balance.

About half way back through the woods she suddenly pulled me off the path into a heavily wooded area. It was dark as hell. She put both her arms around me and kissed me. I thought I was going to melt right there! She kissed me warmly and passionately and I was kissing her with the same enthusiasm. She took my hand and slid it up under her t-shirt. She passionately kissed me as I squeezed her breasts through her bra. They felt so perfectly round and soft. I started getting hard and she felt it against her pussy mound as we kissed.

I slipped my hand under her bra and for the first time in my life I explored a woman's naked breasts and nipples with my hands. It was then that she gripped my hard dick through my pants and squeezed it. I will never forget that feeling. She whispered in my ear with a shaking passionate voice 'I want to jack you off.' She took her shirt and bra off and I sucked her nipples a she unzipped my shorts and pulled them and my underwear to the ground. As she continued kissing me she started jacking me off with her right hand. My eyes were becoming adjusted to the light and I could see her beautiful tits bouncing and swinging as she jerked my dick.

This was my first handjob by a woman. It didn't take me long with the excitement of that first time. I squirted cum all over the ground as she continued to jack me and squeeze the remaining drops from my dick.

As soon as I was done she said 'come on, we gotta go.' Before we got back she said she hoped I would never say anything about what we did and I promised her I wouldn't.

After that week ended I never saw that young lady again. I think of that night often when I'm jacking off. That is my fondest camp memory, actually one of my fondest of all time!


Posted on: 2006-08-22 00:00:00 | Author: