College girls, first lesbian experience, virgin deflowered, dual butthole play, and teacher tag-teams all available openings in two tartelettes.
Daddies are relaxed in their dens, surreptitiously surfing the web for niche porn.
Mummies are busying themselves in the kitchen, their daughters out of harm's way, safer than their jewellery in a bank deposit box.
Yes, it's college camp week, the great outdoors.
Mobiles are banned, and the internet is not accessible. Their offspring will have X, Snapchat, Facebook, YouTube, WhatsApp, and Email cold turkey syndrome.
Ah, no sexting, think the mums as they share an afternoon Chardonnay. No unexpected pregnancies muse the dads on the golf course.
Blessed are the ignorant because college camps are the great sexual experimental playground.
However, neither the sassy, worldly brunette Rhedyn nor shy, fair-haired Gage had any idea as they boarded the minibus with ten other young ladies for whatever the next few days would give to their nubile lives.
They knew the obvious: the abseiling, the kayaking, and the bushwalking. Plus, the camp duties, paired tents and a pit latrine, but the step into mutual masturbation, finger fucking, tribbing, anal play, insertion and available cock in the shape of the hunky kayak instructor, Mr Will Price; thriving events unfold very quickly in the great outdoors or tent 'indoors'.
It only takes a small shared two-person tent on the first night.
Yes, Rhedyn and Gage had separate sleeping bags.
Yes, Gage had cute pink silky short summer pj's, with flimsy loose pants and a goddamn suggestive camisole that only made her titties flounce and wobble into the shape of the delicate material.
She was sitting in her sleeping bag, her torch light still on, combing her blonde hair when the brunette, with the rep she was sharing with, came back from the loo.
Gage was taken aback as Rhedyn casually stripped down to her birthday suit, starkers, au naturale, nuddy, getting ready for her sleeping bag.
Well, Gage stopped combing her hair. Her eyes lured in the shadows of the tent to the most compelling dark space in the enclosure, Rhedyn's pubic mound.
Goddess trimmed and against her white skin, it was fuckin' gorgeous, one of those mounds both guys and girls are drawn to. Rhedyn would have attracted non-binary, pangender, fluid or intersex. Even agender!
Maybe it was how her nest nestled and curved inward between her legs.
Perhaps it was the sheer luxuriance of her cute, youthful pubes.
Maybe, the way the brunette just loved her own body and pussy, she posed — everyone knows I'm too sexy.
Gage took in her great tits too.
Yeah, five foot eight is a fair bit of a young woman, but she had the height and hips to carry her D cups — frickin easy.
Gage knew her classmate's breasts were prominent in her school uniform. But to see them, Christ, they were delicious and curvaceous.
Yet, equally, Gage was pretty well stacked.
"Oh, sorry," said the brunette, but not really sorry at all; she was enjoying her shyer classmate's eyes roving over her body.
She exuded slutty flounce, she flaunted it.
Then, she flicked out her hair and added, "Oh, you don't sleep naked."
"Well, um, no, I don't," from a flustered Gage.
"Not even with your boyfriend?" she was teasing and curling her fingers through her hair and then across her tongue-wet lips.
Gage blushed and answered truthfully, "I don't have one."
"Oh, you mean currently," said the brunette standing naked, holding a conversation in the tent torchlight like that was how it was meant to be done, to talk of sex, to talk of boys; you needed to be exposed in every way.
The blonde looked up into a pouty puffy vajayjay, the hint of crinkled, delicate pink labia visible. From her sleeping bag, leg-crossed angle, it was hard to take in Rhedyn's eyes.
Eventually, she got there, up over her dominating chest melons.
Geez, the girl had hooters to die for.
Gage got out, "I've never had a boyfriend," but realised the brunette's eyes weren't connecting with her eyes.
They were peering, well leering down her open, warm summer night camisole top — her nipples — her nipples — must be clear enough to see.
Rhedyn knelt beside Gage, saying, "Oh, but I bet you've had a girlfriend."
Her nuddy chest jugs were wobbling, and her shadow shimmy was shaking because she was swaying around.
Gage was going redder, not because she was embarrassed by her own lack of sexual experience with guys or the probing statement about liking girls; she was in love with the brunette's tits.
God, she wanted them; she didn't know where the thought came from — to touch, lick and kiss them.
The brunette saw the interest in her boobies; well, she had encouraged it and actually wanted it.
This may have been a girl camp, but this bi–lass never slept alone—well, not for a whole bloody week! Okay — the camp was technically five days! Rhedyn's max without sex was counted in hours. She believed in three sex feeds a day. Before breakfast. Before or after lunch. And way into the evening and the small hours.
Hell, one night alone was her version of living hell.
Girl or boy to share was fine, two girls, two boys, she didn't care, she needed bodies, and she didn't worry about sexual balance.
"Touch them. I know you want to," she said softly, cupping her pomegranates, aware of their sensuous weight and demanding sexual need.
Gage was taken into her first lesbian experience, her first sexual experience actually, at eighteen, and she was one of those creatures who makes up for lost time and pent-up desire hidden under shyness by exploding into carnal lust.
She was doing things she had never even thought of doing.
Her face was buried in heavy, plush, lush booby flesh.
God, the nipples on the tart were so firm, so cute, so tasty, so supple, so bloody good to lick and tweak.
Then, the girly kissing dominated them.
Rhedyn was a bi-pro bitch. Way too experienced for her eighteen years.
She gave the virginal Gage an unforgettable first girly snog, a pashy wet mouth invasion, searching and tangling slushy tongues together.
Mmm, girl-on-girl, kissing.
More smooching.
Dirty French kissing, all making for wet, wetter, the wettest pussies.
"Oh my," was all Gage managed as the brunette fondled her tits quickly.
This expanded to "Oh my God," as fingers found her seeping pussy lips in her light natural pubes between her legs.
Sheez — she was sopping.
The tart Rhedyn knew how to slide her fingers over parted labia, spreading a sheen of desire from the blonde's perineum to her roused clitty.
Gage found the brunette's girly soft slit easy; after all, she was naked and got the full natural excitement from being touched and touching another.
They hit the wonder of dual-finger fucking.
Two young women frigging the life out of each other's spread now slutty excited pussies. Intense, gaping and filling.
Whorish speed.
Trashette intent.
Tart depth.
Trollop spreading.
Geez, Gage was a fast learner.
Wow, mutual play is frickin heady and enjoyable.
Then they were doing the whole body-to-body slide, wanting everything involved as they got each other off between their legs. There was forceful girly humping, their chests mesmerisingly rubbing together, their nipples butting each other deliciously.
The brunette eventually guided the blonde into a trib.
Their pussies were suddenly smooshing together, and then Rhedyn's pubic mound was rubbing directly on Gage's clitty.
Gage literally girly exploded. It was so amazing.
"Ahaah! Ahaah!"
The brunette was then grinding between the blonde's thighs, and the blonde was instinctively giving back. The tacky, juiced, labia viscous and fuzzed pubed interaction was complete womanhood for the two girls.
Thighs quivering.
Hips deliberately careening.
Pussies kissing.
Moments of tender, vulnerable, flappy contact joined with authoritative flesh mashing.
The former shy Gage took a trip 'downtown', between Rhedyn's over-drenched thighs, so instinctual because of a familiarity with how everything worked as they had tribbed together; fuck knows how many mini peaks she had had already.
She was now intent on licking out the brunette.
Rhedyn murmured her approval.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
Her cunt loved attention, and the bashful, quiet girl was really livening up the night very quickly.
The brunette trollop couldn't get enough sex and was ready for a virtual sleepless night as she insisted;
"Lick my arse, honey, lick my arse, go on, and lick it."
The brunette probably didn't have to insist; Gage was probably going to naturally get there, the emerging slutette.
Boy, she hit the spot correctly without practice, like hitting a bull-eye- for the first time. Beginners luck or pre-programmed human knowledge, arseholes love tongues.
Her tongue tip stretched around, flat and broad in a full rim, then pushing inwards, surrounded by the moaning brunette's tight pink, puckered, grooved anus ring.
There she was; Rhedyn naturally gaped for a ballooning expressive bodily splurge of lust.
A dexterous wench move, though had the brunette in a side to side sixty-nine, she wanted arse too, as her arse was played with.
Gage understood, give pleasure, receive pleasure, the satisfaction of two licked arses is exponential.
"Orrgh fuck," went the typically mild-spoken Gage as a wad of warm spit with trajectory precision was spat into her spread vulnerable tush hole. Then she, too, copied the action and got a similar response;
"Yes, you bitch, lovely. Ooh, so dribbly warm. Spit in me again!"
And she did.
There is arse play, and there is reciprocal butthole filth.
Two college girls embraced the pleasure and satisfaction of putting into action their vulnerable, exposed backside rawness.
The energy of youth, the endless flicking of tongues, in and around the most sensitive bodily tissue.
Approval was given for every delving probe.
Appreciation mounting for teasing tender finger work.
Lush, naughty minds, blowing warm air up backsides.
Ring circling by elegant, slightly scratchy, long, nailed fingers.
Two arseholes getting more demanding, though, as they were being constantly sated with individualised pleasure plans.
It was Gage who tipped the balance to the beautifully dirty.
Her hairbrush — yes, her hair brush — the tip edging provocatively around the brunette's over-aroused but still insistent anus.
Then the push, the give around her tightness, then the seeming acceptance shaping of an arsehole to the inserted object. How easily a butt takes on pleasure in any shape or form.
Rhedyn went delirious with her moans.
She liked the accidental toy, she loved it, as it moved in and out of her arse, and she demanded it continue;
She pleaded, in fact, "Oh, you bitch, yes, yes! More, keep going! Please, oh yes, oh yes."
Gage was moving to the dominant female bloody quickly here.
The brunette was her personal sexual arse putty.
Rhedyn was near frickin swooning in pleasure and close to crying with absolute happiness.
The blonde was under the sway of her hairbrush power, too, as she said:
"You bitch, take that, and that, deeper uh, you slut, when you cum, you can fuck my arse with it too."
She was really testing the limits of the handle, inching it inside the happy, excited butt —wriggling — right in front of her face—
The teacher-kayak instructor, Will Price, was tired and pissed off he had drawn the first-night late tent check and rounds of the camping grounds. The perimeter was quiet, the tents all dark, except the last one, still a bloody torch light on, after midnight.
Well, he would put a stop to whatever was going on in that tent.
Putting a stop to what was happening in the tent as he opened the flap was the last thing on twenty-four-year-old Will's mind, or cock, for that matter.
Oh, the outdoor education instructor had seen college girls on camps in their skimpy gear and fought off boners, but this was beyond the best masturbatory fantasies of any guy's existence.
There was the slut diva herself, Rhedyn Charles, with her brunette pubed pussy and her arse propped up, with a hairbrush assailing her tight pink pucker ring, at the hands of Gage Andrews.
And the pair fully loved it.
Depravity never looked so good.
Well, track pants are not only useful for camping, boy, can you whip your dick out of them fast? And he just waltzed in and gave his growing erection to Gage's mouth.
Virginal Gage didn't blush, or her eyes pop; she just took his head like she was born to do it. She was a suck machine instantly.
Boy, was the kayak instructor stiff.
Rhedyn knew how the dynamics had tilted beyond girl on girl.
Though her arse needed endless attention still, she knew there was a different kind of arse filler on hand — currently in Gage's mouth.
The six-two hunky teacher was suddenly double-pecker beset, and he loved it.
Gage was near vacuum tonsil deep, enjoying his cock, while that trashy skank Rhedyn was licking and sucking his balls between her lips.
Nut nibbling. Nut teasing.
"Gugh! Gugh! Gugh!" sounded Gage being skull fucked.
Rhedyn was, however, an intuitive sharer of smutty sex. The more involved at once, the better.
She urged Gage onto her knees, doggy position, and then camped her body above the blonde.
The brunette knew all about camping.
Oh, Will understood; he had two pussies and two arseholes waiting for his cock.
As a youth, he remembered being told he could — only have — a double cone of ice cream. At the same time, some other prig's parents let a sod have the over-generous, double-double cone — four flavours at once.
Mmm, that memory would pale forever, as he got four flesh flavours for his cock in one night.
His mind took in the combined heaped attractiveness of two senior college girls writhing and squirming, manoeuvring bodies ready for cock. In life, you are rarely offered double pussy, let alone a dual side serving of arse.
He remembered fishing with his dad the day they got two lobsters in one pot against the odds, but right now, his mind and cock didn't need luck, he was here, and his brain blurred in the presence of two pink oysters. They were shameless tarts as he dipped into Gage's exquisite tight honey pot and then Rhedyn's clenching cavern of lust.
Oh, he knew the brunette knew the drill, while the blonde was so vulnerable in a strange way.
Gage was having the strangest of virginal fucks, a cock in her so pleasurable. It was taken away, and she heard the brunette moaning in enjoyment.
The kayak instructor's fat, rigid meat stick filled her needy self, making her very happy.
Then it went, so her own fingers went between her legs to get herself off.
Well, seeing a girl expose her clitty between her fingers and moan while you are dogging the girl perched over her body, Will Price just had to pummel the unexpected slut.
Fuck did Gage get a cock pounding. Ball deep till she had an intense orgasm.
"Orrgh! Orrghh! Orrghhh!"
There is virginity lost and not wanting to be remembered.
There is virginity taken, and the tramp never wants to be cock free again in life.
The shameless hussy Rhedyn was frigging herself, waiting for her arsehole to get cock, as one finger teased inside her butt crack, suggestively, to get the teacher's attention.
Oh, Will saw her starfish alright and jagged his cock out of the pleased Gage and forced the issue quickly with an obvious anal receptive demanding slut. Rhedyn's arse crack may have been prepped by a hairbrush handle, but boy was she tight. An arse constructed in heaven for a cock on earth. Divine anal bliss.
True frickin' constricted perfection for pecker.
Fuck he ploughed her deep, once she opened in her depths, but her ring, her goddamn ring, had the delectable clench, the tightness of a lifetime, in her youthful willing arse.
Yeah, Rhedyn loved anal sex because she had the ideal arsehole for butt sex.
Tight and giving.
Relaxed and gripping.
The bitch enjoyed every ball-slapping pounding moment till her fingers made her clitty cum.
"Aah! Aah! "
Will was feeling the cum swirling in his own nuts, aching for release when a hand manoeuvred his cock to the rim of another ready arsehole.
Gage was having the lot, too.
Oh boy, Willy realised — Twinkle Twinkle Little Star — was a backside winking!
She got what a virgin, who has had their pussy beautifully dogged, shouldn't have done to them immediately; that is to have her arse shagged like a tart.
But she was a tart, and her arse, her pretty pink little butt crack, needed cock.
She yelped as her tightness tried to take — first time — thick, stiff dick.
"Raah! Oof! Fugh! Fugh! Orrgh! "
Boy, was the teacher packing meat.
Super hefty from an excellent butt fuck, and the sweetness of another arse was now on offer.
He paused to spit on his dick, and a dismounted Rhedyn spat on his rod as well, as the skank watched another girl get her anal virgin deflowering.
It was the brunette who worked the teacher's cock head into her tent partner's vice-like flesh.
It was a slow, wincing, yet pleasure-mounting moment.
"Oh, Fuck," Gage yelped as cock was burrowed in about one inch.
Her arse surprised her with its holding and giving. Then there was a stunning expansiveness of her rear body, embracing cock but her ring, so sensitive around it.
She cooed in pleasure, lost in the so-good, so-good moments.
"Ooh, yeah! Ooh!"
Will couldn't believe how amazing this girl's arse was; his cock was caught in a liquescent dream, her arse warmly melting around his cock deep inside her, yet the grip at her puckered rim was beyond sensational. A grasp and clasp, a clench and scrunch that deserved a blast full of jizz. He compressed his pecker hard and decisively masculine into her petite wonderful feminine rear crack of cock love.
He disgorged cum in her bum.
"Aaggh! Aaggh!" she yelped.
Completely, a happy bastard and the new whore embraced it.
It was only left for the insatiable Rhedyn to lick the warm cum dribbling from her tent mate's arse.
And as she did so, she wasn't worried that they had peaked too early on the first night of camp.
Sex gave and gave. She knew it. There was plenty more to come.
Maybe starting before breakfast, or more tonight, once they got the teacher's cock upstanding again —
Mr Hayden Andrews shut his laptop after enjoying some late-night bondage porn, smugly satisfied in the knowledge his sweet daughter Gage was at an all-girls camp.
Mrs Helen Charles, putting her jewellery in the home safe, thought, what a blissfully lovely week! Rhedyn at camp, out of bad-boy temptation's way.
Oh, she could afford to be naughty —a bit tipsy — as she went to the kitchen for another glass of Chardonnay.