Going to Camp...

[funny_guy]

I cant believe my parents are making me go to this stupid summer camp--I mean, I'm 18 years old! Doesn't that make me exempt from sitting around and making friendship bracelets all day in some remote corner of Alaska, where the Model T just made its first appearence. I mean, they don't even have electricity in Camp Overunder, much less cable. I was looking forward to spending my summer vedging in front of the tube, maybe work as a HTML programmer on the side and training for the Canadian Henley. Instead, I have to go to some insect infested swamp for two monthes. Jeeze, and Sam wouldn't even come with me to keep me company.

I arrive in Jouneau (sp?) at the airport and see the sign for the camp so head over towards it. A college age man (boy?) is holding a cardboard sign that has "Camp Overunder" written on it in jovial letters. As I approach it, he says, "Hi, I'm Tobias. What is your name?"
"I'm J-man, are you a counciler (sp? i'm not very good at speeling ) "
"Yes, they dragged me out here to look after you guys."
"I know the feeling, where are you from?" I asked.
"Alaska University,"(I wish i knew more about alaska...) replied Tobias. "How 'bout you?"
"I'm from Seattle (sp?). I'll be going to University of Wisconsin next year though."
"Well, I'll introduce you now. This is Rachel, she's another conciller. And these are the rest of the students. We're still waiting for one more plane from California to arrive, and then we can head out."
I smiled at Rachel and glanced at the rest of the people waiting around. There were about thirty kids, all about my age, or so sitting around. Some were talking, others listening to music and others just starring off into space, looking shocked still from their journey. I sat down next to a boy wearing a Arizona sweatshirt and reading a magazine.
"Watcha reading?"
"SI, you read it yet?"
"Is it the Tiger Woods one?"
"No, the NBA draft preview," he replied.
"Oh, who do you think'll go first?"
"Marten for sure, what about you?"
"Yah, I think so too."
"No way, Mateem Cleaves is the greatest--he should go first," the girl sitting next to him said. She was wearing a Michigan St. shirt.
"Yah, whatever," the guy reading the magazine said. "He's too small, and not a good enough shooter for the pros. He'll go mid 20's I'll say."
"No way. The Magic will pick him, they need a good point guard."
"Let me guess, from East Lansing?" I ask?
"How'd you guess?" She smiled. "I'm Cindy, whats your name?"
"J-man," I said, and she burst out lauging. "What?"
"J-man? What kind of name is that?"
Ouch. "Well, its better than most of the names on this board . Whats your name?"
"Heatheranne." It was my turn to laugh.
"I'm Jawsor," the guy reading the SI said.

 

[funny_guy]

"So your parents roped you into coming here too?" I asked.
"Yah, I really wanted to go to France this summer, but Dad said 'This will build character.' I mean, its my last summer before college, I should at least get to decide a few things for myself." Heatheranne frowned. "I hope that we get to play basketball, I really like basket ball."
And she had the right body for it too. I looked over her long legs and athletic physique. She was probably 5 foot 11 inches or so, and had well toned legs.
"I don't know, I'm sort of glad to get away," put in (guy reading SI, cant rember name... to weird). "I'm from a little town, so nothing much happens. And it gets so freakin hot in the summer in Arizona."
Just then, the last plane arrived and we were hussled onto the waiting bus outside. I sat next to Heatherbelle so we got a chance to talk some more.

 

[funny_guy]

It turns out that Heatheranne comes from a family of six--two loving parents, a dorky little brother and two sisters, one older, one younger. The older one just finished college while the younger is going to be a junior in High school.
"It'll be weird leaving my parents. I'm going to University of Hawaii next year. Unfortuanatly they don't play much basketball over there," she added. "But at least I will be able to work on my tan."
Thinking of her tanning made my head feel funny. Sort of like a mashed potato, all soft and warm.
"Yah, I'll be hanging out at UW, drinking beer, watching football, fun stuff." At that, I let out a large belch. Heatheranne looked at me with a cocked eyebrow and then giggled. "Excuse me," I mumbled.
"Thats ok, but, just a little gross."
My cheeks were like a tomato by then. I had to get back at her, so I lunged at her sides with a pointy finger and jabbed at her soft spot, just under her ribs. She yelped and jumped against the side of the bus. A couple people looked to see what was up, but by then we were both keeled over laughing.
Of course, since I was keeled over, I didn't see her reach out and pinch my knee, causing me to jerk up and hit her in the face. This of course just called for more laughter.
By the time we calmed down slightly, I asked if she was alright. "Um, I think so."
"Here, let me look," I said, and I held her head gently and gazed at her forehead. But I couldn't help gazing at her lovely green eyes as well. "Uhh, looks pretty good..." I managed to say. "But maybe I had ummm...better...ummm, kiss-it-and-make-it-better." The last part just came out in a rush. I don't know what I was thinking. Well, I know what I was thinking, but I don't know what the heck I was saying. I mean, "kiss-it-and-make-it-better?" Why'd I have to say that? ...

 

[funny_guy]

"Umm, maybe that should wait until we're not squished in a crowded bus," she smiled at me.
"Uhh, yah." Oh man was I embarased. Luckily for me though, we had just arriven at the camp enterance. We pulled up to the main cabin and all filed out dutifuly. We seemed to me like new recruits coming in to the army. Anyway, we were filed in to the large hall in the main lodge and told to sit down and be quiet. An older woman came up to the podium to speak to us. Even though she was older, she was still quite beautiful. Her brown curly hair came down to just below her shoulders and the jeans and t-shirt she was wearing couldn't hide her shapley features.
"Hello, I am Janet. And I am the head of Camp Overunder. Everybody here has to answer to me, so if you have a problem come to me. I like having authority, dont you?" and with that, she grinned but not one of those shallow grins, a grin that was reflected in her eyes. She really wanted us to be happy here, it seemed.
"I assume you have already met Tobias and Rachel," she continued, "so I will introduce you to the rest of the councillers. This is Warren and Dave, and these girls are Yuri, Cyncthia, Georgia and Amy. I'm sure that you will be able to relate with them well, as they are all similar to you in age. Now, you have half an hour to pick beds and unpack and then meat back here."

 

[funny_guy]

I made my way to the guys cabin and grabbed one of the top bunks. My bunk partner was a smallish guy with dark hair. "Hi, I'm J-man, where are you from?"
"I'm from Montana. I'm Porter. What 'bout you?"
"I'm from Washington." We shared our stories a little and then heard the bell ring signifying that it was time to return.
Dinner was ready for us when we got to the main hall, so we gladly sat down to eat. I sat with Heatheranne, Jawsor and Porter along with two of Heatheranne's friends, Cindy and Jess.
Janet gave us another speach after dinner, and then it was off to the beach for a campfire. Thats when things began to get interesting...

 

[Moneytalks]

Laura shouldered her back pack and smiled at a couple of the girls she remembered from last years camp. She was quite popular, her long blond hair, slender figure and full breasts had developed nicely over the years. She quite enjoyed camp, it was fun to get out of the house and have a bit of fun.

She noticed J-man as he went over to the boys cabin. She didn't know why she noticed him really, he was kinda strange, but he looked different this year. Taller maybe? She shrugged it off, god not like she was desperate or anything right?

Trish a friend of hers was giggling madly as she tried to shoulder her own pack. Laura shook her head, that girl was such a ditz Laura thought fondly. She helped Trish with her pack and they made their way to their groups cabin. Surprisingly this year the boys and girls weren't as obviously segregated. She was only two cabins down from the one she saw J-man get into. Shit, what sorta name was J-man anyway?

She dumped her pack and then went to check out the place to see if it had changed at all. She kneeled down to retie her shoelace on her sneakers. Her tight white shorts tightening over her sweet round ass. As she leaned forward her cleavage was obvious under her pink tank-top. As she straightened she looked over to the boy's cabin and noticed J-man staring at her through the window...

 

[funny_guy]

OOC: Yay! Another person! Will reply soon...
(ps, nice tits ;-)

 

[Moneytalks]

OOC... [laughter]... happy to oblige... err... you don't look half bad y'self... [ggls]

 

[funny_guy]

I couldn't get that view out of my head--Laura bending down like that, oh man, is she nice...And whats more, we got paired together to go canoeing that night. We were all supossed to canoe out to an island in the middle of the lake to have our campfire, and each of us was paired with someone else. I sat in the stern and watched her paddle from behind. Those arms flexing, the strong, sexy back. And just the hint of pink panties sticking out of her white shorts. She was killing me.

 

[Moneytalks]

As she paddled she felt the hairs go up on the back of her neck. God, he had to be staring at her, thank goodness she was occupied with rowing, gave her something else to think about. Of all the luck, being paired up with J-man. She looked back quickly trying not to seem to obvious and saw his strong arms as he paddled behind her.

She shivered a little, stretching her neck by rolled her head around a little. Her silky hair swaying softly behind her. Almost there she thought. Finally the canoe bumped and rocked gently as they reached the shore of the island. J-man stood carefully and Laura grabbed the sides of the canoe to hold herself steady. She heard the splash as he jumped into the shallow water and started to pull the canoe further up the bank. Laura was surprised at this gentlemanly show. She smiled shyly up at him, he shrugged it off with a grin and helped her out of the canoe. His hand felt strong as it guided her off the canoe.

She grabbed their packs and they began to look for a possible camp sight. Laura pointed to a relatively flat area under a couple of trees. J-man nods and he starts to unload the tent while she collects twigs and sticks for a fire. At one point as he hammers a stake, she walks back with her arms full of wood and trips over one of the ropes holding the base of the tent up. She cries out in fright as she tumbles forward. J-man instinctively dropping the hammer and catching her in his arms. She blushes furiously, the wood scattered everywhere, her breathing fast from the fright, her chest inadvertently pressed hard against his forearm...

 

[funny_guy]

As I hold her to keep her from falling, I can't help but feel the firm pressure of Luara's brests pressing against my body. We are both blushing now, and I am reluctant to let her go. But I can't hold her like this all night. Can I? "Umm, are you ok?" I manage to stutter out.
"Yah, yah, I think so."
"Ok," I say as I gently let her go.
"Ow," she cries out, as she tries to walk. "My knee!"
"Here, let me help you." I grab onto her waist and arm to steady her as I lead her to the ground. She sits holding her right knee.
"I think I twisted it."
"Here, let me see," I say, as I glance at her leg. I gently squeeze her knee and say "Does that hurt?"
She grimaces slightly and says yes. I try a little bit higher and say "How 'bout that?" She says, "A little," so I continue to go higher up her leg until I get to that voluptuis (sp?) thigh... I don't dare go any higher, not yet. Even though your eyes are closed and your mouth slightly open, I stop.
"Well, I think its sprained. Do you have something I could wrap it with?"
This seems to wake you from a dream state you were in and you say, "What, oh, yes, I think there's something in the packs."
"Alright, you stay here, I'll see what I can find."
Gawd, he's being so chivalrous, you cant help thinking. I could get used to this guy waiting on me hand and foot.
...

 

[Moneytalks]

Laura watches J-man as he leans over their packs searching for the first aid kit. His shoulders look so broad... strong... like his hands and arms when they held her. Oh GOD... what was wrong with her she thinks?

Finally he returns holding up the kit. He opens it and finds a long bandage and begins to wrap it around her knee. She watches his strong warm hands go about their task... suddenly wishing they would keep on touching her. She shivers and he looks up. "Are you okay?... Is it too tight?"

Oh my GOD... he's so sweet she thinks... "Laura?"
She shakes her head trying to focus... "umm... yeah I'm fine... "
He frowns unconvinced... but finishes the wrap and pins it tight. He takes off his fleece lined shirt and wraps it around her shoulders. "You look cold" he says as she looks up startled. "But, what about you?" her voice concerned.
"I'm fine, you just sit tight the tent will be ready soon. She reaches over to hold him back. "J-man?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't make my tent... I'm... I'll be too afraid to sleep alone tonight... I... I can't walk... I might need help during the night..."
He looks at her... they seem to stare into each others eyes for an eternity...
"Sure... I understand... well then... I'll just get the fire started okay?"
Laura nods trembling... oh boy... did she sound lame?... Did he think she was an idiot now? Too scared to sleep alone?... What the hell was wrong with her?
He smiled gently... "You'll be okay?... I'll just get some more wood... I'll be back soon okay?"
She frowned... he was treating her like a little girl... she wasn't completely useless she thought.
He smiled... her heart skipped a beat... suddenly she was happy... that smile... it wasn't right how it affected her.
She simply smiled back and watched him walk into the trees to search for wood.

She relaxed a bit... not realising how tense she had been during their exchange. She shivered and pulled his shirt around her closer. It smelled of him. She inhaled deeply, smiling to herself. This was turning out to be a weird night...

 

[funny_guy]

Wow, whats happening here? What is going on. I'm having so much trouble just concentrating, that I'm wondering if something is wrong. She's so beautiful, that I can't help staring and falling over myself. And now she wants to sleep with me in my tent. I'm just afraid that I'll have a wet dream, and that would be just my luck.

I gather some wood and decide to assemble the tent now, while there is a little light left over. I set myself to putting up the tent, but I'm having problems concetrating on "putting pole A into hole B." Instead, I was thinking about something that sounds about the same, but is quite different...

I am able to put the tent up without too much dificulty, and return to Laura.
"How's the knee?" I ask.
"Umm, ok, but it still hurts."
"I'll work on the fire now, but if there is anything I can do to help, just tell me."
"Thanks," she said, with a warm smile that made my heart skip a beat or two.

As I set up the fire, I couldn't help but to look at Laura sitting there, her head head high still, even though she was relying on me. Her graceful neck, sweeping down to her pert breasts. The athletic thighs and broad hips... What was going to happen tonight?...

 

[Moneytalks]

Geeez Laura, she thinks to herself... get a grip... he probably has a girlfriend back home... She takes a deep breath and holds her head up high... but her eyes are drawn to him as he makes the fire. He was so sweet and concerned before... that had to mean... something didn't it?

He was busy making the fire and she thought how wonderful he was, taking care of her... this was suppossed to be a team effort and because of her stupid knee, he was doing everything now. She sighed. Finally the fire crackled letting of heat. J-man walked over to her and looked down. "Ummm... you want to move closer to the fire?"
Laura nodded and prepared to stand but he shook his head, laughter in his eyes... "Please allow me..."
He scooped her up in his arms and moved her the couple of meters to the fire placing her gently. Her heart beat so loud she swore he could hear it. She blushed, hoping he'd think it was the flames against her face. She shakes her hair back from her face... it brushes against his arm like silk. She smiles to cover up her confusion.

He smiles back... "Umm... I'm pretty sure there is some food in my pack" Laura mentions... hoping when he returns he'll sit close...

 

[funny_guy]

I get up (most reluctantly...) to get the food from the pack. This would give me a chance to reagange my growing "package" though. Something about this night, sitting in front of the campfire with a beautiful girl here, all alone, made him feel flush with erotic energy. I don't know if I will be able to control myself much longer. But she is so sweet, I could never do something..."wrong" with her. Her smile just caused me to feel all warm on the inside.

Oh, what am I thinking. She probably has a boyfriend back home. Anyone that hot should. Probably one of those football jocks who could beat him up with one hand. Well, maybe not one hand. Actually, I might be able to put up a fight.

"I found some pretzles and a couple sodas, but thats about it with out creating a major cooking scene here," I say as I walk back to her.
"That'll be find. Can I see?" she says, beckoning me over closer. Her hand gently rests on my arm as I lean forward, showing her the selection. Even this casual touch excites me. "I'll have that Squirt," she says, pointing to the can.
I give it to her and sit down next beside her(to share the pretzles, of course), our legs almost touching. There is an awkward silence as we munch quietly.
"Two men walk into a bar," I start off. "Pretty funny, isn't it? You think the second guy would have seen it."
I know, its a pretty lame joke, but its quick, and in the right mood, it can be pretty funny. And you are in the right mood. You stare at me for a second, and then break out into a very girlish giggle.
"Oh, I didn't know that you could laugh like that, Mrs. Sophisticated, I-art-holier-than-thou."
"What? What are you talking about?" she asks.
"Oh, the way that you would ignore all of the guys, even if you were giving them something to think about. The way that you seemed to hold yourself above everyone else. Don't get me wrong, I like that, but this side of you is great too."
She seems to understand, but I hope I didn't go to far.
"Well, I can't help it if I'm better than everyone else."
It was my turn to laugh at that. As I laugh, I move my legs closer to hers, so they rub together, jus slightly.
When the laughter stops, we just stare at each other.
Slowly, ever so slowly, your eyes close and you face tilts and moves towards mine. I ever so gently move mine closer to yours and we--

 

[Moneytalks]

KISS!... Of course... feeling your warm lips brush gently against mine. I wonder at how gentle you are. The moment feels, perfect, frozen in time. I feel your hand, bold now because I respond to you. You slide your hand up my arm and when you reach my shoulder you pull me closer. My breath quickens and my heart beats loudly in my ears as I enjoy the feel of your lips against mine.

I feel your questing tongue, gentle, against my lips, hesitantly, I part them and feel your tongue lick at my teeth. I gasp and feel your tongue enter my mouht. My tongue and yours... swirling together... the kiss deepens...

 

[funny_guy]

My eyes are closed as our tounges swirl together, softly meshing and pressing. One hand goes up to your hair and gently strokes it, while the other holds you close by the shoulder. Your mouth feels amazing as it presses against mine. Your lips meld against mind and my mind seems to go numb from the feeling. I can't believe this is happening.

 

[Moneytalks]

Our lips part momentarily, we looked dazed, into each others eyes. Suddenly we both speak at the same time...
"You don't have a boyfriend/girlfriend do you?"
We both look at each other surprised. We laugh, I blushe hotly, looking up at you with my big blue eyes. You stare back at me, lowering your lips, suddenly feeling confident.

I accept your mouth, my own lips melting under yours, letting you plunder my mouth, exploring me with your tongue. I moans softly, you capture the sound in your own mouth. I trembles, and lean forward, pressing myself against your chest. You feel the soft warmth of me press into you...

 

[funny_guy]

We gently fall back to the soft ground, our lips still together, me gently on top of her. I break the kiss, but only to trail my lips down to her soft neck, where I gently nibble and lick. Your arms pull me down as you moan gently. Your body starts to squirm as you feel my tounge at your sensitive neck. You pull my head down against your neck, begging me to keep at it. I continue licking, moving to the front of your neck. You arch your head back, your eyes still closed, moaning louder. As I start to move down your chest you--

 

[Moneytalks]

I arch my back... lifting my breasts closer to your questing mouth. The flimsy cotton of my tank-top, unable to hide my growing arousal. My nipples obviously hard. My eyelids flutter as I feel your warm lips slide lower... covering the soft swell of my cleavage with kissees.

Sighing, I feel warm fingers, gently slide one strap of my tank-top lower... revealing more of my flesh to your lips. It feels incredible, my hands reach up to slide around your neck, feeling the warmth and strength of the muscles there. I sigh as you lift your face and kiss my lips again, the exposed skin of my chest feeling cold when you leave it...

 

[funny_guy]

As we kiss, I gently untuck your shirt and start pulling it up. I drag my hands along your sides, causing you to giggle slightly from the tickling feeling. I have a little trouble pulling the hem of the shirt over your large breasts and small points sticking out of them, but that only causes you to arch your back more. We break our kiss for just a second as I finish pulling your shirt over your head, but then our lips come together again. Your bare skin against me feels oh so soft and smooth, and I rub you against my shirt, ever so gently, causing you to shiver in titilation. Your hands rove over my back, softly scratching, gently probing, massaging my muscles. We meld together, one seeming mass of erotic feelings...

OOC: I like this , nice and steamy...