My Daughter’s Sweet Milk by TheHornyWidower


One of my favorite fantasies, first attempt… I hope you enjoy it.Part One

My wife, Amanda and I were sitting on the couch watching some Netflix and finishing some Chinese takeout when I heard a knock at the back door. “What now?” I grumbled as I paused our show and got up to make my way through the house to see who it was. As I entered the kitchen I could see through the window in the door that it was my daughter.

“Hey Jules, what are y…” I started asking as I opened the door for her. As she raised her head, I barely recognized the girl I saw in front of me. Her makeup ran in dark streams down her cheeks, her lower lip was swollen and cracked.

I felt my eyes narrow to dark angry slits as the question I was asking changed into one word, “Shawn?” She managed a small, tired nod and I followed with “Where is he?”

A new voice behind Julie answered that one for her, “Your daughter’s boyfriend is currently in custody, Mr. Jeffries. Can we talk for a few minutes?”

My muscles relaxed a bit as I opened the door the rest of the way. Julie picked up the baby carrier at her feet and came through the door followed by a young female officer. I motioned them into the dining room as I went out into the living room.

Amanda looked up and I said, “You’re not gonna believe this one… Julie’s here, with a cop and busted lip.”

– – –

Julie told us through short bursts how Shawn had come home late from work, drunk and acting like an ass. How he complained about the mess around the house, that there wasn’t anything to eat, that he’d been out freezing his ass off at work all day while Julie just sat around the house doing nothing, and how she obviously sucked at taking care of the baby too because the “damn thing” hadn’t stopped crying since he walked in the door. She had told him if he thought she had it so easy taking care of the baby maybe he should try it tomorrow instead. That was when he smacked her in the face and Cory progressed from crying to screaming. She picked up the baby, ran down the hall and closed herself into the bedroom. Shawn was pounding on the door yelling “Get back out here you lazy bitch! Get out here before I break down this door. If I have to come in there I’m gonna fuckin kill you.” This continued until the police, having been called by someone in one of the joint apartments, came in and hauled him out.

We decided Julie was staying home with us for a few days while we figured out what to do. Julie’s old room was still pretty much the way it always had been, minus some clothes and stuff so she said she just wanted to go get some sleep. Amanda and I returned to the living room but the food and TV we had been enjoying just 15 minutes ago no longer seemed interesting to either of us. We talked for awhile and decided we might as well go to bed as well.


I woke up a couple times that night hearing Cory crying but Julie seemed to get him settled and back to sleep pretty quick. I just lay there in the dark thinking of how unfair it all was.

Julie was always a sweet and beautiful girl. Until she dropped out of high school last year she made amazing grades. Her only problem was the taste she had in guys. Shawn was the most recent of three guys who all started off treating her like a queen until they turned out to be complete assholes. He got Julie got pregnant last winter when she was 16, he was 17 and told us how he was going to get a job doing construction with his dad and he wanted to take care of her and their baby. He always impressed us as being responsible and mature, I never imagined things would turn out this way. When he turned 18 he was working for his dad and had a small but decent apartment. By the time Julie should have been starting her senior year she was almost 7 months pregnant and spending most of her time at his place. Now here she was, 17 years old with a baby, back here with her mom and I and her guy in a jail cell.


It’s around 8:30 Saturday morning. I wake up to the sound of pans clattering out in the kitchen. After getting up and voiding my bladder, I wandered out to the kitchen.

“Morning Dad, Mom went to work a little bit ago. Want some eggs?”

I nodded and said, “As long as there’s a huge cup of coffee with ’em.”

She chuckled just a bit and asked, “Cory keep you awake much last night?”

I said it was ok and took my coffee out to the couch. I was happy to get even that small chuckle from her after last night. “She always was a bit of a morning person,” I thought as I started flipping through channels on the TV.

A few minutes later Julie brought in a couple plates full of fried eggs with a couple pieces of toast and sat down across from me at the other end of the couch.

As we ate and made some light conversation I noticed that the swelling seemed to be all but gone from her lip even if you could still see a dark little line of dried blood there and without the mess of makeup she looked pretty much like my daughter again.

She was roughly the same height as Amanda, though considerably skinnier with her mom’s dark hair and eyes that were just a slightly brighter shade of green than my own. She was wearing a thin pair of light blue shorts and matching top with spaghetti straps, clearly all she had here to sleep in last night. I was a bit embarrassed though as I noticed it didn’t quite fit her the same as I remembered because her boobs had gotten so damn big. That shirt was straining to hold em in such a way that I had to try my hardest not to stare at them.

After we finished our breakfast and went through a short list of things we had to get done, Cory woke up and started crying so she left to go take care of him and I got up and cleared dishes. The image of her shirt pulled tight across her breasts like that kept flashing through my mind and I just shook my head silently reminding myself, “That’s your daughter, you nasty old man. Stop that right now.”

I never was good at taking my own advice.


Julie was changing the baby as I walked down the hall to go get dressed. She heard me passing by in the hall and called out, “Hey Dad, when did you want to leave to go pick up my things?”

“I don’t know, maybe half an hour or so?”

“That’d be fine, if I feed Cory before we go he should be ok till around lunchtime.”

Oh yeah, I hadn’t even thought about that yet. “Um, about that, I’m sorry, I’m pretty sure your mom and I don’t have any milk in the fridge. We don’t really drink it often ya know?”

She laughed at that. “In case you didn’t notice, I’ve got that covered,” glancing down slightly in case I missed her meaning. “Shawn wouldn’t hear of buying formula when I could feed a baby for free. Besides, it’s supposed to be better for him anyway.”

“Yeah, that’s true.” I hoped she didn’t notice that I blushed a little about the fact that I had indeed noticed the size of her breasts earlier. I said, “Anyway, I’m gonna get ready and I’ll see ya in about half an hour, ok?”


I went on to my room and started getting out some clothes and went to get a shower. As I stood there under that steaming hot water my mind began to wander.

“She’s right on the other side of that wall right now with those big boobs out in plain sight. If you could just figure out how to get a look at them without it seeming intentional. Yeah, just accidently walk in at the wrong moment, right? I bet her nipples get so hard when they’re being sucked and Oh my God, I can’t remember how long it’s been since I tasted breast milk. Amanda’s was so sweet and just watching her squeeze it out for me was so sexy.” I thought – just as I finished squeezing a different creamy white fluid out of myself. It wasn’t the first time I’d thought about that particular similarity. Maybe that was partially why I’d always been so turned on by it.

“Yeah, well you never thought like that about her though, did you?” I thought angrily to myself.

With that I quickly finished my shower and got dressed.


I took Julie to the apartment and she began collecting clothes and baby supplies to last her about a week. I tried to entertain Cory a bit. At 5 months old he seems to be most fascinated by anything that plays music while various colors of LEDs flash. He eventually fell asleep for a little bit and I started playing around on my phone for a bit. After a bit I decided to message Amanda, “Hey honey. At Julie’s picking up clothes. Should I get anything for tonight while we’re out?”

I noticed I hadn’t heard anything from Julie for a bit so I thought maybe I should see if she needed any help. I didn’t see her in the baby’s room as I passed by, then I seen the bedroom door was cracked open a few inches and I heard a faint sob coming from the other side. I knocked lightly pushing the door open further as I called, “Jules?”

I found her sitting at the foot of her bed with her hands covering her face crying softly. So I just sat down beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders awkwardly. Hell, I never have much known what to say to a crying girl so I just sat there quietly for a minute before she moved her face from her hands to my chest and asked, “What am I gonna do now?”

I rubbed her shoulder a little bit and said, “I don’t know baby, but you got a cute little boy out there who needs you and your mom and I can make sure you’re ok while you figure it out. Everything’s going to be alright in time.”

She let that sink in for a few seconds then pulled tighter against me. “Thanks – I love you Dad.”

I raised a hand to her wet cheek and lifted her head up a bit and told her I loved her too and gave her a light kiss on the forehead.

Standing up, I said, “So, I came in to see if you needed any help with your things. I started looking around at the piles of clothes on the bed and surmised that she had pretty much just pulled drawers out of the dresser and dumped them onto the bed.

“I think I’ll have to sort this stuff out myself, you won’t know which stuff fits me right now. I have a couple moving boxes out in the kitchen closet if you can get them.”

After finding the boxes and a packing tape gun, I returned and put them together on the floor. She said, “Everything still on the bed can go for now. I am gonna go bag up some stuff for the baby.”

I drug a box around to the other side of the bed and smiled at her technique. Looks like everything she didn’t want was now on the floor. I gathered a pile of jeans and shirts and loaded them in the box then there was the other pile, socks and bras and panties. I noticed she seemed to favor brightly colored lacey thongs though a few of them had animal prints with neon colors mixed in.

I listened for a second and heard the sound of plastic items being thrown into a bag in the room across the hall then picked up one of the bras. It was a fairly plain looking thing when compared to the frilly panties, no lace or bows on this. I checked out the tag hanging off the inside of the clasp area. 38E! Wow! I remembered my wife when she was nursing maybe making it to a D cup but she had since returned to a fairly average C.

I considered this for a second again imagining what the boobs that would fill this bra would probably look like, and I couldn’t help it – I buried my face in one of those enormous cups, inhaling a mix of the aromas of breast milk and laundry soap. Damn, that brought me back.

Another rustle of plastic from across the hall caught my attention and I dropped the bra onto the pile and reached down to scoop up an armload of the undergarments, as my arm slid underneath, however, it also slid under the bedsheet. My hand tangled in some type of wire. I pulled it out and discovered it was attached to a box with a single dial on it on one end and a silver, oblong egg looking thing on the other side. I smiled thinking how I had bought something almost exactly like this for my wife back in our younger days. I imagined Julie using this little vibrator on her own clit and decided to throw it in the box under the panties and so on.

I taped up the box and called across the hall, “Got another box in here if you need it…”

“Nah, leave it for later, I’ve about got what I need here.”

After loading one box of clothes, a large trash bag of “all things baby” and the car seat into the car. I went back in and told her the car should be warm enough now if they were ready. She took another quick pass through the apartment and came back saying, “Should do for now.”


Amanda had texted back saying how since it was so cold I should pick up some stuff to make a big pot of chili. So after a stop by the store we headed home. We unloaded the car and had just started putting stuff away before Cory started crying. I picked him up out of the car seat and made a face at Julie, “Ew! Somebody needs a change.”

She laughed and said, “… And you’re telling me because…?”

“Oh no, smartass. Wet diapers, sure. Poopy diapers, you and Mom.”

“How about you change him, I’ll feed him?” she returned.

Grr! Not like I could turn that one around on her and say I’d feed him so reluctantly I accepted defeat. She did at least dig everything I needed out of the baby stuff for me and hung out as I worked, probably to make sure I remembered how it was done.

I left them alone in the bedroom and went out to turn on the TV for a bit. As I flipped through channels, I found myself playing a game of “how-big-is-her-bra” in my mind. Buffy… Hmm… 30B? Weather-girl… Maybe 36C? God, I was as obsessed as a 15 year old. “What is wrong with me? Is this normal?” I wondered.


All things considered, it had been a decent day. Amanda came home in a good mood, we’d all had a nice dinner and played a couple games around the table after. An extra element of difficulty came from remembering where our pieces were at as Cory kept knocking the board game around on the table. We all decided we were tired and headed off to bed around 9:30.

I woke back up a couple hours later hearing some noise coming from the front room. Amanda was sleeping beside me so I guessed Julie had gotten back up and was watching TV. I tried to go back to sleep but it just didn’t seem to be working out. I decided maybe I’d go fix myself a bit of a nightcap.

I went out to the kitchen and made myself a fairly generous Jack and Coke, then headed toward the living room. “Are you decent?” I asked, covering my eyes as a joke.

“Yes, I heard you get up.” I lowered my arm and saw Julie had drug the blanket off the back of the couch and had it draped over her shoulder down her front. Cory’s pudgy legs were sticking out the other side.

“Anything good on?”

“I just turned on HBO, I don’t even know what this is… Sorry if I woke you up.”

I shrugged, “No big deal, hon. A little of this will probably fix that for me.” I raised my glass in a mock-toasting gesture and took a long, satisfying drink.

The movie had something to do with some guy just wandering around this big space station by himself for some reason while everyone else was in some type of cryogenic type tube things. A few drinks later I was out again.

When I woke again Julie was asleep on the couch across from me still holding Cory. “That doesn’t seem very safe,” I thought… which seemed like a perfectly legit excuse to me. I walked softly to the other side of the couch. Slowly lifted the blanket and gently pulled Cory away. Feeling the relief of no longer having weight on it, Julie’s arm fell limp to her lap.

Oh my God, that was such a beautiful tit. Her brown areola was about the size of a Oreo cookie and the nipple protruding from the center of it looked like a small red gumdrop. I shifted the baby to my left arm and adjusted my stiffening cock in my sweatpants.

“Are you going to rub one out right there in your pants?” Julie asked.

I startled a bit and then said, “No hon, I was just afraid you were going to drop the baby while you slept.”

“And protecting the baby required you to stare at my boob for two minutes while you played with yourself?” she asked.

I stammered indignantly, “First off, I did no such thing and certainly not for two minutes. Second, …”

Then she started giggling. “I was just screwing with you, calm down and be quiet. You don’t want to wake the baby, or worse… Mom. I wasn’t going to drop the baby, you see – I wasn’t really asleep. I’ve been catching you looking at my boobs all day. No, don’t worry it sorta got me excited… then when I found you had packed my little vibrating bullet for me I knew that you were thinking about some things too.”

“OK, you got me. I really am sorry. It’s just that I’ve never seen breasts that wonderful in real life. I really couldn’t help it.”

She smiled again saying, “Why do you think I pretended to be asleep? I’m not upset that you peeked – I’m glad you did. I’ve got another confession as well. I’ve always had a bit of a dad-crush. When I’m alone and I use my vibrator I like watching some kind of taboo porn.”

“You mean incest porn? Really? I mean there’s nothing wrong with it, I just never thought you would be into that type of thing.” I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation.

“Why not? The first porn I ever watched like that I found on your laptop. I was a little weirded out at first, I admit, but you never leered at me or made any advances so I decided it was harmless. Eventually I got having some fantasies of my own.” with that her eyes returned to the tent sticking out in the front of my sweats. After a short hesitation she reached forward, pulled my waistband down and leaned forward slowly taking the full length of my cock into her mouth and throat.

She withdrew and started licking and sucking the head of my dick. I was as hard as I could remember being in years! It was amazing. I honestly never hoped for this to happen in reality, but now that it was I knew I’d been waiting years for this moment to come.

I reluctantly stepped away, piling pillows on the front of the chair seat making a safe bed for Cory and laid him down before returning to the floor in front of Julie. I got down on my knees in front of her and cupped her exposed breast, massaging it and enjoying the soft weight of it in my hand. I reached up with my thumb, tracing it lightly across her nipple as I saw it stiffen slightly.

“You really like that, don’t you Dad?” she asked, carefully studying the mixed look of lust and fascination on my face.

“Of course I do. I think this is the most incredible breast I’ve ever had in front of me.”

“Yours is the first man’s hand to touch them since my milk came in. Shawn said they were fat and disgusting and I looked like a cow. He hasn’t even fucked me in months, he just makes me suck him off when he gets horny and I have to get off by myself while he’s at work.”

I said, “He is obviously an idiot who can’t appreciate what he has.”

“Had.” She corrected, grinning down at me. I closed my grip on her tit just a bit tighter squeezing a small trickle of milk out of her nipple. I stretched forward and licked the delicious cream up with the tip of my tongue before taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. I was rewarded with a sweet warm spray that coated the inside of my mouth and suddenly I felt a shared closeness and sense of intimacy with her I never imagined we would have as a father and daughter. My daughter was sharing with me the special nourishment her body had made for her own baby and it was wonderful.

I could feel the increased warmth radiating from between her legs against my belly and my dick pulsed back to life making her gasp in surprise as it unexpectedly poked squarely between her butt cheeks.

I backed away, taking her hands as I stood up helping her stand as well. She raised her arms for me as I lifted her nightshirt over her head and pulled it off of her. I shuffled my sweats down over my hips and let them fall to the floor as I took off my own t-shirt.

We settled onto the couch laying front to front and drug the blanket the rest of the way down over us. I scooted down just a little bit and she lifted a leg just enough for my stiff cock to push in-between them. Her hot pussy ground against it as I raised her other breast to my mouth and began to kiss and suck it, again greedily gulping down mouthfuls of my daughter’s sweet milk.

After a minute of this I felt her reach between us and take my dick in her hand angling it upward. I paused, meeting her eyes with my own questioning gaze.

Julie nodded and said quietly, “oh fuck yes I need it now!” I forced hard up into her in one shove, pushing with my legs off the arm of the couch. “Oh shit! Oh my God yes!” she muttered as I began working myself back and forth.

I was fucking my daughter! It felt incredible and even though I told myself this would never actually happen, that I didn’t even want this to happen… I suppose there was a reason why watching those pornstars doing their roleplay about this exact situation all this time was so exciting.

It obviously didn’t bother Julie I thought as I felt her muscles tighten around my shaft as her breathing intensified into short ragged gasps. Her fingertips clawed at my back and as she released she let out a contented sigh.

I slowed my movements until she resumed a regular pace of breathing and then I backed away, rising, pulling her up. I then sat down, pulling her onto my lap. With a little wiggle of her hips, she settled down into position right where we both needed her to be.

As she rode up and down on me I alternated between having one nipple, then the other, then both in my mouth. As I sucked down on both of her nipples at once, I felt a flood of warm juices run down my throat and my balls at the same time.

“Oh damn, yes. That was so amazing. There’s one more thing I want though.” She lifted up and the grabbed my shoulders steering me down to the couch on my back. A leg came up over the top of my head and I got the first clear view of my little girl’s pussy that I’ve had in many years. Her pubic hair was shaved neatly into a thin little landing strip. Her clit was pushing out under the hood like a pink little pencil eraser and she brought it down directly onto my waiting tongue just seconds before I felt her hand wrap around the base of my cock and her mouth sliding down me again.

I licked her little nub, labia and hole until her juices washed over my tongue and I slurped and lapped them up eagerly. Julie gave my balls I gentle squeeze before removing her hand and burying my dick so far into her mouth her nose was pushing against my sack.

I felt myself tense up and began firing load after load of cum down my daughter’s throat. 

“Oh shiiiiit! Oh good God that felt so fucking good!” I said.

{ To be continued. }

Boy Scouts Part 3 by kittybo


Read the first two parts of the story before reading this one, it makes more sense! So sex doesn’t really happen in this chapter, kind of does, but not with the main character. We’re getting there. And thank you to everyone who has been giving me positive votes and great comments!I woke up early in the morning, before Kristy, looking over at her. I lay back down, knowing I couldn’t sleep, but figuring I might as well be comfortable while I think. 

I start to think of what happened last night, what Keenan and I did. I bite my lip and smile lightly, remembering the sensation of his tongue in my most intimate area. How amazing it felt to let him touch me like that. It made me wet just to think about it.

I wanted to see him again, but knew I made a promise to Kristy. She wanted to go see Peter, I couldn’t deny her that. 

I knew that with Keenan and I it was more than sex, at least I thought so. He could be lying to me, or I could be lying to myself to justify what we had done. I didn’t know with Kristy and Peter though, figuring they just wanted to hook up and ditch each other. It wouldn’t be a problem with her, she was on birth control, got a shot every three months. She could fuck any guy she wanted.

I wasn’t on anything though, I figured why would I need it? I wasn’t sexually active. But if I was going to go any further with Keenan I would need to make sure we were safe.

Of course my mind was still fixated on him, now I was thinking about birth control. I was at an all girls camp, I should think of arts and crafts and that kind of shit. Instead I’m mentally plan how I’m going to have sex with a boy scout and not have a baby in nine months. 

Thinking about him was driving me crazy. I couldn’t get him out of my mind and I really wanted to. I wanted to be free of him for a minute so I could think clearly and tell myself that I was being an idiot, a slut and a whore. 

Although, did I really want to come to my senses?

I sigh and shut my eyes, my hand slipping under my pants and panties, rubbing my pussy, stroking it slowly to start. I tried to stay as quiet as possible, but it still felt weird masturbating with my best friend sitting right beside me.

But I needed to get off. Just thinking of Keenan and what happened last night got me soaking wet. 

I began to play with my clit, pinching it lightly, lighting my nerve endings on fire. I tried to get my finger into my tight pussy, but only got about an inch in before I felt my hymen. So I just kept rubbing myself, my other hand squeezing my breast lightly.

When I finally climaxed onto my fingers I moaned very lightly. Panting, I just shut my eyes again. Not able to sleep. 

After half an hour Kristy finally woke up, yawning she looked over at me. She smiled lightly, still tired. “Hey.”

I smile. “Hey. How did you sleep?”

“Good, nothing happened.” She shrugged and sat cross legged. “How was it with him?” She smirked.

I smile lightly. “It was… Great.” I admit. “If I’m being totally honest, I can’t get him out of my mind.”

She smiles. “Well that’s cool.”

“But is it? I mean… I just met him.” I sigh.

She looks at me and then moves closer. “That doesn’t matter. If you feel close, it doesn’t matter how long you’ve known each other.” She says and shrugs. “That’s what I think anyways.”

I nod and then sigh. “If you say so…”

She looks at me. “I don’t know, to me sex isn’t love. I mean, you don’t need sex to be in love, and you don’t need love to have sex.”

I sigh. “Well… I’ve never thought about it I guess.” 

She shrugs. “No one does.” She says then gets dressed. “Come on, we should get up there.”

I nod and get dressed as we walk out. Even though there we both know it will get warmer, the mornings are always cold. Especially by the lake. 

When we got to our eating area the leaders were talking with the scout leader. Kristy and I look at each other and then go by our small gas stove, knowing we have to cook today anyways. 

I look at her. “What’s he doing here?” I whisper and she shrugs. I was instantly thinking the worst, that they knew Keenan and I were sneaking out and had to talk about our punishment. I couldn’t have that happen, the leaders wouldn’t be understanding. I would get screwed, my parents would kill me and I would probably never be able to see Keenan again.

After the scout leader left the leaders called us over. I walked over with Kristy, expecting the worse. “What was that all about?” Kristy asked as I stayed quiet.

“He wanted to know if the guides wanted to do a wilderness day with the cub scouts.” She says and I smiled brightly. 

I had done those days before when I was younger, both troops got together and basically played games in the forest for hours. I knew that if this was going to happen, then I would be able to see Keenan today. And we could actually talk without having to sneak off.

“That sounds great.” I say and smile. 

“Well we can meet them in a couple hours.” She says as the guides all come into the eating area. “Make sure everyone is ready by then.”

For once I didn’t mind getting the guides fed and ready. Kristy seemed excited too, but we couldn’t talk about it until we were in our tent.

“Are they seriously going to let us see each other?” She laughs. “That’s awesome!”

“Yeah, but we can’t do anything with them in font of the guides.” I say and she laughs again.

“So? We get to talk and shit.” She smirks. “Plus, I get to make some plans with Peter for tonight.”

“You need to plan this stuff?” I raise an eyebrow and she shrugs. “Well again, make sure that no one hears you. Or else we are on lock down.”

“Stop being so paranoid!” She groans and then changes into a tank top and shorts. “God, even if they were to find out, it wouldn’t matter. We would be dead before they did anything.”

I roll my eyes and change into a t-shirt and shorts as well, packing a sweater and a few other items. “Well I personally don’t want them to find out. They would tell our parents and then not only are we on lock down for the week, but then our parents would ground us for the rest of our lives, or make us become nuns.”

“Yeah, well they won’t unless someone snitches.” She says and we walk out of the tent. 

We meet the scouts in the forest, all the younger ones mingling right away. I looked over to the other older scouts, seeing a new one with them. He was blond, but lighter hair than Peter with bright green eyes. His skin was very pale and he almost looked a little sick. He was shorter than Keenan, and weaker than Peter. Even through that, he was attractive. Just like the other two. I wasn’t exactly thinking of fucking him like I did with Keenan, but I could admire his hotness.

“Hey.” I walk over to them and smile along with Kristy. “Fire guys, right?

Keenan chuckled, remembering how we first met. “Yeah.” He says and then gestures to the third guy. “This is Rob.”

“Hey, I’m Eliza and this is Kristy.” I say and then shake his hand. “So do you know what we’re supposed to do today?”

Keenan shrugs. “As far as I know we have to watch the kids, make sure they’re being safe.”

I nod. “Sounds exciting.” I smirk and we all follow the rest of the group.

Peter and Kristy split away from us right away, being a couple meters away, talking quietly to each other. I look at Keenan and smile. “So how are you?”

“Fantastic.” He smirks, looking at Rob who is a few feet in front of us. We knew we couldn’t really talk about what happened last night, or the night before. Not that I thought Rob would tell anyone, but I didn’t want him to be in that situation.

I look up at him. “Same… Too bad tonight can’t happen.” I whisper.

He nods. “Well, we owe them.” He says and glances at Kristy and Peter. “They’re not the best at subtlety though.” He says, noticing how they were basically holding hands.

“That’s not really her thing.” I smirk as we walk.

Eventually we make our way to where they are playing their first game. It was basically a large clearing, they were going to play capture the flag. We sat on a hill not too far away, me inbetween Rob and Keenan.

Rob stayed quiet for most of the time, just kind of watching. He was the one person who was paying attention. I looked at Keenan. “So what do you usually do when you aren’t looking after kids?” I ask and he laughs.

“I rarely do this.” He corrects and then thinks. “Not a whole lot. I mean, normal school stuff I guess, until I graduate.” He looks at me. “You?”

I shrug. “Same. I spend most of my time studying because my mom is insane.”

“My dads probably worse.” He smirks.

I raise an eyebrow. “My mom threatened to take away my dog if I didn’t get my math mark up.” I tell him and he shrugged.

“My dad sent me to one of those scared straight programs because I tried a sip of wine at my brothers wedding.” He says and I laugh.

“You win.” I say and then look at him. 

“We’ll be right back.” We all look over and see Peter and Kristy run off before we can respond. 

I roll my eyes. “They’re going to get caught.” I say and he shrugs.

“Well, he’s not an idiot. And I don’t imagine she is either.” He says and smiles. 

We talked a little while longer, mostly about what we did, what we wanted to do once we were out of high school. The more I talked to him, the more I started to get over my lust for him. I still wanted to fuck him really badly, but I could not look at him without getting turned on.

Getting to know him made me like him a lot more actually, I looked at him differently than before. He wasn’t just a sex object, or however I saw him before. Now there was a great feeling whenever I looked at him.

It made me sorry we had to wait another night to have sex.

“Keenan!” We look over as the scout leader calls him over. 

He stands. “See you in a bit.” He says and runs to go see them.

One of our leaders walks over to Rob and I. “Where’s Kristy?” She asks.

I pause, trying to think of an answer. Rob shrugged though, piping in with his own answer. “She got a splinter or a cut or something, Peter just went to go help her. Probably by our camp, we have a first aid kit there.”

She looks at him and nods, then at both of us. “You two go back and find them. We’re leaving this area in fifteen minutes.” She says and then passes us a map, drawing a circle in an area. “If we are gone by the time you find them, we will be here.”

“Yes Ma’am.” Rob says and then stands, helping me to my feet. 

We walk for a little bit and then I look at him. “Where did you get that from?” I ask.

He looks at me. “I’m an accomplished liar.” He says and shrugs. “Just have to make sure she had a bandage on her hand by the time we get back, good to go.”

I laugh lightly. “Seems easy enough.”

I looked at him, wondering if he knew about everything. I wouldn’t be surprised if Keenan and Peter told them, nor would I be mad. Something told me though that he knew about Peter and Kristy, I’m not sure about me and Keenan. But why would he lie if he thought they were innocent?

“So how are you?” I ask, really just trying to make conversation. I didn’t know him after all.

He looked at me and shrugs. “I’m fine.”

I nod. “Cool.”

We walk in silence for a little bit, but strangely it wasn’t awkward at all. It was a comfortable silence, like we didn’t need to talk or anything. We just listened to the sounds of nature for a few minutes. 

After a bit I looked at him. “Where do you think they went?”

He shrugs. “No clue.” He sighs. “Probably by camp…

I nod and keep walking towards their camp. “So do you have a girlfriend?” I ask him, trying to make conversation. Again, he wasn’t the most talkative, neither was I. But if we had to walk together, might as well talk.

He shakes his head. “No. Can’t talk to girls really well.” He says. “Having enough trouble talking to you.”

I smile. “Well I don’t bite.”

He gives a crooked smile and I keep walking. He really was cute. Keenan was sexy, in his own weird way he just seemed so manly. Rob was just cute, a nice guy. I liked him a lot. I couldn’t keep thinking of him like that though. He was just another scout. I was with Keenan, kind of. 

I didn’t know what Keenan and I were. He said that it was more than sex, but we barely knew each other. Even after talking, I wasn’t sure if we were dating or anything, or if we did just have sex for the sake of sex. I didn’t know if this was only for the week and then we would go back to our normal lives, or if we would actually continue seeing each other in the future.

And if it was only one week, then would being with rob be considered cheating?

I shook my head, trying to literally get the thoughts to go away. I had already been slutty enough this week, I didn’t need to add Rob into the mix. I just met him, he was nice. But I was still with Keenan as far as I knew, they were friends.

I felt horrible to feel the way I did, wanting to fuck Keenan, but then also taking an interest in Rob after knowing him for an hour.

As we walked into the camp we knew they were there. I heard Kristy’s soft moans, coming from near one of the tents. 

“Seriously?” I groan and he rolls his eyes. 

“Peter! Kristy!” I yell out, not sure if they would even hear me. 

I went to the tent where I heard them, thinking they were inside. That was when I saw them.

They were outside the tent, slightly covered by the bushes near by. Kristy’s legs were spread wide, she was naked from the waist down, Peter on top of her, fucking her. From what I saw, his long hard cock was sliding in and out of her wet opening, neither of them looking up.

Kristy wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him into her deeper as he groans and kisses her. They were both sweaty, him ramming into her really hard, a look of strain on his face to just finish, seeming to know that they didn’t have much time left. 

As strange as it was, it really turned me on to see my best friend fucking a random guy. She was beautiful, I couldn’t deny it. And just seeing them both, it made me instantly wet. 

Both of them started to shake and moan louder. I quickly went back to Rob and he looked at me, he was a dark red colour, obviously finding it very awkward. 

“Uh… I guess we just need to wait…” He says and then walks to the edge of the campsite, far from them. I sigh and follow him.

We just stayed quiet for a bit, both of us feeling totally awkward. I really didn’t expect to see them actually having sex, I thought they would be smarter than that. 

After a moment I sigh and look at him. “Sorry about that…”

“It doesn’t matter.” He says and shrugs, not looking at me.

“I know, but I don’t know what else to say…” I say and then he looks at me.

Our eyes hold a gaze for a few moments, then he leans in and kisses me.

I am surprised at first, not knowing what to do. My mind raced with thoughts of Keenan, and how I am with him. How I want to be with him. And now Rob was kissing me.

And I was kissing him back.

Boy Scouts Part 2 by kittybo


If you haven’t read the first part, you might want to read it to get the story. Plus, next chapter will be longer.I woke up the next morning feeling terrible. Not feeling bad because of what I did, I didn’t see the problem in sucking off some guy I had just met yesterday. I literally felt terrible, hung over. Kristy seemed to deal with it better than I did, but because she drank more than I did.

“Peter is so awesome…” She says and sighs happily as she stares at the top of our tent. 

“I know. You’ve said it about… Twenty times now.” I say and groan, wincing at the headache. 

“Well you had fun too with Keenan.” She smirks and I look up at her again. “Or at least it seemed like you were having fun…”

I laugh. “Don’t tell anyone.”

“Who would I tell?” She asks and I shrug as we hear the bell telling us to get up. “Anyways, we need to find a way to see them again.”

“I know.” I agree, knowing I already told Keenan to meet me back there. I wasn’t sure if I wanted her to be there, or if he was even going to bring Peter to keep her busy. “We can probably come up with an excuse to help them out again.” 

She smirks. “I know how you want to help him.”

I roll my eyes. “You are so immature.” I stand up and get changed. As for changed it’s really just an old sweatshirt and a pair of jeans, knowing I’ll have to change once we find out what we’re doing anyways. 

When we walked outside I went straight up to the tables at the back and avoided eye contact with the leaders. I didn’t want them to suspect anything or else I would be on total lock down. It was the last thing I wanted.

I only knew him for one night, and yet I really couldn’t stop thinking about him. It wasn’t just some corny love at first site shit, there was an emotional side to it, but it was very sexual. I couldn’t stop imagining his cock sliding in and out of my tight pussy. I never thought of that before, I was the girl who was a total virgin, wanted to be a total virgin. And now I couldn’t get this out of my mind. I got wet just thinking about him, what I would let him do to me.

Not only did I suck a strangers cock yesterday, but now I wanted to lose my virginity on a camping trip. To a boyscout that I just met.

And I wasn’t even drunk anymore!

“Are you okay Eliza?” I look up and see one of the girls Sophia. She was one of the decent ones, but I would never tell her anything I was thinking. 

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I nod and she looks at me, smiling brightly. 

“Can we go swimming?” She asks and I groan. I didn’t know why she was asking me.

“Just go ask the leader.” I tell her and she shrugs.

“I did. She said if you took us we could go for a bit.” She shrugs. “Then we have to go hiking, then come back, eat-”

“I don’t need the day schedule. I’ll take you swimming.” I say as she squeals and runs off. I wince, my head pounding. I was already regretting having to take care of a bunch of children with my hangover.

Kristy looks at me. “Come on, let’s go get changed then.” She says and we both go to our tent.

We start to undress, I look over at Kristy for a moment. She really was attractive. Sure, I had seen her naked tons of times. That just happened when you went camping with someone enough. She was so skinny, and even though her boobs weren’t huge they fit her small frame.

“God, take a picture, it will last longer.” She laughs and I roll my eyes.

“Gotta admire a work of art.” I tease and put on my bikini, it being purple with flowers on it. “What do you think the leaders would do if we went over to the scout camp again?”

“No clue.” She shrugs and puts on her bikini, white and orange. “Usually they let us talk, but not spend a whole lot of time there.”

I nod and leave the tent with her. “Well they were nice to talk to.”

“Yeah, you seemed to love the conversation.” She smirks as we walk down with the girls.

I usually had a thing about swimming in lakes. I always thought it was pretty gross with algae and everything. But for whatever reason I had less of a problem with it now.

I jumped in, loving the cold water embracing my skin. I popped up and looked around, seeing all the other girls swimming around as well. I looked across the lake to see the boy scouts, a few of the younger cub scouts playing by the edge of the water along with Peter. I felt tempted to go ask where Keenan was, but then I saw him.

He was up in camp, shirt off and chopping wood. I was right before, he wasn’t too muscular, but very lean. He had no trouble cutting the big logs in half though.

I didn’t know why, but I was really turned on just by watching him work. I really was going out of my mind, usually it took a lot to get me going. Now just watching a guy work drove me crazy.

The image came back in my head again, meeting him in the forest, riding his cock, fucking him hard and fast. The image turned me on even more. I dunked my head underwater, then swam back to shore. 

I just wanted to go see him again, get the day over with.

* * * * * 

We spent most of the day hiking up a trail, Kristy and I talked the whole time, although we couldn’t talk about the scouts. Not with the leaders and kids around. 

I looked at Kristy once everyone was in bed, we went to our tent. I looked at her, knowing I could trust her. “Hey, can you cover for me if anyone asks where I am?” I ask her.

She raises an eyebrow. “Where are you going?”

“Where do you think?” I roll my eyes. “I’m going to go see Keenan. We agreed to meet again.” I say and she sits up.

“Will Peter be there?” She asks and I shake my head. 

“No.” I say and she sighs. “Look, I’ll tell Keenan to send him tomorrow, then I’ll cover for you.” I promise her. I hated the thought of having to go a night having to spend it in the tent. But I would owe her big time if she did this for me.

“Well what do I do if they come over?” She asks and I think.

“Tell them I went to the washroom. Then try and flash your light towards the forest three times.” I tell her and she nods and lays back down.

“Have fun.” She smiles and I laugh and leave the tent. 

I walk for a few minutes, then turn on my flashlight. I didn’t want to risk anyone seeing me, but I figured I was deep enough in the forest that no one would think anything of it. The guides would think it was the scouts, the scouts would think it was the guides.

It takes another five minutes before I find the same place as before. I sit by the base of one of the trees, waiting.

It takes ten minutes for him to get there. He walks out of the bushes and smiles at me. “Sorry. Took awhile to convince Peter to help me out.”

I laugh and then kiss him softly. “I would wait hours for you.” I smirk.

“That is so corny.” He says and then kisses me deeply. 

I look up at him. “I saw you today.”

He tilts his head. “When?”

“When you were chopping wood.” I say and then kiss him as we both sit down. I kiss him again. “Why were you stuck with that job?”

He laughs lightly. “Because we came back late. Peter had to cook, I had to do firewood.” 

I giggle and kiss his neck. “So I got you in trouble?”

“I don’t mind.” He whispers and moans softly. “What did you do today?”

“Went hiking.” I say and shrug. “It wasn’t bad… But the girls were driving me crazy. Had a mad headache for a lot of the day.”

“I had one too.” He smirks. “The cubs are quiet though. You have to be very complacent in the scouts. Obedient.”

“I wish the girls were like that.” I say and he laughs. 

“It’s kind of creepy though.” He says and shrugs.

“Oh yeah… I told Kristy that you would send Peter for her tomorrow.” I whisper.

He nods. “So we can’t see each other tomorrow?”

I shake my head. “No, the day after that though…” He sighs. I felt the same way he did, I didn’t want to go the whole day without seeing him. I wanted to find some kind of loop hole, but I promised Kristy. 

“Well what do you want to do tonight?” I ask and straddle his hips. I might as well make the best of the night we had. I was wet already. I wasn’t sure if he wanted to even lose his virginity in the middle of the forest, or lose it to a girl he barely knew. Hell, I didn’t know if I wanted to fuck right now.

“Well, since you helped me yesterday… I wanna help you.” He says and then kisses me, pulling me close and running his hands through my hair.

I look at him. “What do you mean?”

He laughs. “What do you think?” He takes off his shirt and then puts it down. He then lays me on top of it and kisses me, 

I close my eyes and kiss him deeply, biting his bottom lip. His hands rest on my hips, rubbing my sides softly as he kisses me.

He moves down and starts to kiss on my neck, biting down softly and making me moan. As he kissed my neck his hands moved up and started to feel my breasts. At first he started by squeezing them over my shirt, then he slipped his hand under my shirt and my bra.

He squeezed my breast hard, causing slight pain but it was still intensely pleasurable. He rolled my nipple in between his thumb and forefinger, punching it, and then massaging it. He would change from hard to soft. The soft kept me paced, but the hard kept me going. As he played with me, he kissed me just as deep. 

He was driving my crazy, I wanted him to touch my pussy so badly. He was patient though, tracing small circles around my nipples as I moaned. His lips crashed against mine as he continued to kiss me passionately as his hands left my breast.

He moved and then started to unbutton my pants, slipping them off and tossing them to the side. He left my panties on though as he moved entirely. 

He started to kiss the inside of my thighs as I groaned. “Oh my god Keenan…” I whisper and shut my eyes, my breathing increasing. I wanted him to stop teasing me, just let me orgasm. 

He kissed over my panties, them being soaked. He continued to kiss them, licking through the thin fabric before taking them off completely after a minute. I felt strange sitting in front of him half naked, until he looked up at me.

“Trust me.” He whispered.

I nodded and then shut my eyes. I felt his hot breath against my wet pussy and I shuddered lightly, my mouth open but no sound coming out. 

Then he licked my pussy, tasting my juices and that alone almost sent me over the edge. I had never been touched this way and knew I wouldn’t be able to last long. I wanted to, but the way he licked up my entire pussy, I couldn’t. 

He sucked on my clit lightly, then went back to slightly invading my hold with his tongue. He obviously wanted to make me hold out as long as possible, even though I knew I couldn’t. 

I managed to get even wetter as he went back to licking my clit lightly, driving me crazy. It took a lot to even keep my knees from closing, but he made sure I stayed in the same position.

Someone was actually eating me out, in a forest. I couldn’t believe it.

I felt my hips start to buckle as he sucked my pussy. A feeling started to build in my stomach, it felt strange, but amazing as well.

I finally released as a river of juices seemed to flow through my pussy. I moaned his name loudly, trying to stay quiet but wanting to lose control. He didn’t stop for a second, sucking my clit hard as I rode off my orgasm.

After a few moments I sit up and look at him, panting, sweaty. He smiles and then passes me my panties and pants as I put them on. He then takes back his shirt and puts it on.

“That was amazing.” I whisper and smile as he leans forward and kisses my forehead.

“I’ll see you the day after.” He tells me and then stands up. “I want you to know… This isn’t just a sex thing.”

“Not for me either.” I stand up and then kiss him one last time. “See you then.” 

We turn and then leave each other. I knew, even though I couldn’t see myself I knew I was bright red. Blushing.

I went back to camp and climbed into the tent, laying down and falling to sleep.

Boy Scouts Part 1 by kittybo


Hope you like the story! Just so you know, even though it says boy scout in the title it isn’t a homosexual story.I couldn’t believe that I was actually going to a stupid camp with a bunch of fifth graders. Whiny little kids who probably didn’t even know what a tent was. 

I had been in girl guides for eight years, since I was nine years old. Don’t get me wrong, I love camping, and hiking, and all that kind of stuff. It was basically what ran through my veins instead of blood. But I usually did it with girls my own age, people I could talk to and have a lot of fun with. Now that I was seventeen I wanted to be able to go out on my own, not with some group that just needed an extra person to go.

The only reason I agreed to go in the first place was because my mom said that if I kept up with good behaviour and did my part for the community she would consider buying me a car for graduation. I really had no other choice.

On the plus side, I convinced my friend to come too. She was a year younger than me, but better then anyone else I was with.

We arrived at the lake and got out of the van. The camp leaders round up all the smaller girls, showing them all the places they could have their tent. I knew it would keep them occupied for long enough, all wanting the beat spot. 

I walked towards the lake with my friend Kristy. Even though she was young, she looked a lot older than her age. She had long blond hair that she seemed to never have to work on and had bright blue eyes. She was short, but very slim, a toned body. From my camping experience with her and many games of truth or dare, I knew that unlike me, she wasn’t a virgin. I knew why, she had a nice round ass and perky B-cups. 

I was pretty average looking in my opinion, the normal brown hair and brown eyes, although my hair got quite curly, especially when camping. I was tall, an athletic body from hiking. My proudest feature was my C-cup breasts. I was a virgin, mostly by choice. A bit because no one really wanted to have sex with me. 

Even though I was a virgin though, I thought about sex a lot. How it would feel, what it would be like. I had done sexual things, but I could never bring myself to actually take the plunge and give a guy my virginity. Partially because I couldn’t find a guy worth giving my virginity, but I was afraid it would hurt too. Even though Kristy told me it felt great after the first time, I didn’t believe her. Although, she was also the girl that told me anal was the equivalent of heaven. 

“Eliza, this will be so much fun!” Kristy says sarcastically and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“It could always be worse.” I shrug and sit by the lake, looking down in my reflection. I wanted to just jump in, but then I would mess up my clothes, and since I was wearing a white shirt people could see my boobs. But what did I care?

“How? We have to stay here for a week looking after a bunch of kids we don’t know.” She sighs and sits next to me. “We could be at home.”

“You didn’t have to come.” I say.

She smirks. “Who can deny your pretty little face anything?”

I laugh and then look across the lake, seeing another group setting up. I recognized them right away, their group at least. I had no idea who the people were. “Hey Kristy, looks like we got some boy scouts.”

“What?” She perked up right away. There was a weird thing between boy scouts and girl guides, we hate each other. Or hated, when we were younger. I remember being ten, seeing a boy scout made me scream about cooties and freak out because we thought they were horrible. Now we could admire them for what they are, really hot. Seventeen year old boy scouts had to go through gruelling training that made their bodies amazing, and since they had an “honour code” they were never douchebags. 

“Rethinking how horrible the week is?” I ask and smirk, looking at her.

“Hell yes.” She says and we both laugh, looking over. They were my one weakness, it was something that could always improve a week. Even if I never talked to them, just looking at them made me melt. Guys that thought camping and doing random survival shit for fun? Couldn’t get any better.

“Girls, get up here!” The leader yells and we sigh, reluctantly leaving the lake. We would see them again though.

* * * * * 

We were sitting around the camp fire when we saw them next. The sun was starting to set, but it was still light and would be for about another half hour. Not that it mattered, I wandered around the forest late at night before. 

Their camp leader walked over with one scout in tow, about my age. When I said scouts were hot though, I meant it. And this one was no exception.

He looked kind of rugged, long brown hair was down, messy. His uniform was covered in leaves and mud, probably from pushups or other shit scouts had to do. He was tall though, and skinny. I couldn’t see much muscle definition under his uniform, but I knew it was there. All scouts were muscular to some degree.

“Good evening ladies.” The leader said to us. “We are camping just across the lake, and my boys can’t seem to get a fire started.”

I smirked, knowing that it wasn’t too difficult to get a fire. And knowing what he was going to do next.

The leader nudged the boy and he cleared his throat. “Can we get some help?” He asked and all the little girls giggled. It was something I had seen before, if a scout didn’t get the fire, the leader would make them ask girls as a form of humiliation. I didn’t understand it, but it worked. He seemed embarrassed as all hell.

I look at Kristy and smirk, then look at him. “We can help.” I say and stand, then look back at our leader Carol. “If that’s fine with you.”

She nods and we start to walk with them. The lake wasn’t that huge, so the walk wasn’t long. But I found myself beside the boy right away. 

“I’m Eliza.” I say to him as we walk through the trail. “That’s my friend Kristy.”

“Oh, I’m Keenan.” He says and smiles lightly. “Sorry about this by the way.”

“It’s an excuse to get out of camp flower power for awhile. I don’t mind.” I shrug, really just wanting the chance to see in their camp. “Does he do this all the time?”

“No, last time he took away our tents and sleeping bags until we got a fire…” He says and rubs the back of his head. “He’s a little psychotic.”

“They all are.” I assure him as we get to their camp. It was very neat and organized, looked like a military camp. Without the fire of course.

There was one other guy sitting by the fire, another one my age with dirty blond hair and brown eyes. He looked smaller than Keenan, still quite attractive though, muscular.

“Are you two the only ones?” I ask and Keenan shakes his head. 

“Nope. They all have to lap the lake though. This is Peter by the way.” He says and his friend nods. The leader looks at them.

“Now maybe you two can learn something from these girls.” He growls and they nod.

“Yes sir.” They say as he leaves and I raise an eyebrow.

“What a hardass.” I say and then look at their fire pit. “Flint or matches?”

“Flint.” Peter says and Keenan sighs. “It’s part of a merit badge.”

“The how to not set up a fire merit badge?” I ask and he passes me the flint. “Flint is always ten times harder.”

“You’re telling us.” Keenan says as I start to strike it. All four of us take turns trying.

It takes about ten minutes before we can get a decent sized fire going, it getting pretty dark out. All the other scouts come back and Keenan looks at me. 

“We can walk you back to your campsite.” He offers and Peter nods and stands. I was glad they were going to, they seemed nice enough. Not like creepy rapists or anything.

We began to walk and I could help looking back at Keenan and biting my lip. He was really attractive, I couldn’t deny that.

“What are you waiting for Keenan?” Peter asks and tosses him a bottle. “Offer the nice girls a drink.”

I look at what he holds, a bottle of Jack Daniels. I gasp. “How the fuck did you sneak that in?”

“He never checks.” Keenan shrugs and opening it, passing it to me. I take a gulp, hating and loving the taste at the same time. I had no idea what I was doing, drinking with two boy scouts and my best friend on my way back to a camp. “Like it?”

I nod and pass him back the bottle. He takes a swig before passing it to Peter. “Maybe camping isn’t so bad.” I smirk and look at him as he laughs.

“Not happy to be with young kids?” He asks and I shake my head.

“I don’t mind it so much, but it’s mainly for the car that my moms offering.” I shrug. 

“The proverbial carrot in front of your nose?” He smirks as we stop walking and sit down in the forest. “My dad signed me up for this. I hated it at first.” He says as the bottle comes back around to me. I look over at Peter and Kristy, both talking to each other. I knew she wasn’t drunk enough to make a move on him yet, get enough booze in her though and she turns into a slut.

“At first?” I take another drink and pass it to him. He drinks a bit before giving it back. 

“Well, you get to meet cool people. See awesome things. Get wasted in a forest.” He smirks. 

“So you do this often?” I ask and he laughs and shakes his head.

“Will you think I’m less of a badass if I say no?” He asks and I giggle. “But no, I don’t. Well, usually not with girls. I’m usually stuck with Peter over here.”

“Ouch.” Peter looks at him and Kristy and I laugh. 

“You drink often?” He asks me and I shake my head.

“I have. But I wouldn’t say often. More just breaking into my mom and dads liquor cabinet and spiking my drinks.” I admit. “Oh, and the one party Kristy brought me to, also known as the giant orgy.” His eyes widen and I laugh again. “I left before hand.”

“God, trying to give me a heart attack?” He asks and I laugh and take another big gulp. “What are you going to tell them when you get back?”

“They’ll be asleep by the time we get back. They’re ten. Plus, Kristy and I have our own tent.” I shrug. “You?”

“That you girls wouldn’t let us leave until we properly thanked you.” He jokes and I raise an eyebrow.

“And how would that be?” I ask and he smirks.

“How do you want us to?” He asks and tries to pass over the bottle, neither of them taking it. “I guess the rest is for us.”

“Good, because I’m not sleeping with you until I’m really drunk.” I smirk and he rolls his eyes. 

“Apparently it takes your friend three shots of Jack.” He says and I look over. She straddled Peter’s lap, he had her hands all over her as they made out. I would be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on a little bit, especially when he squeezed her ass tightly.

“Your friend a douche?” I ask and he shakes his head. “Good.”

He laughs. “I’m guessing your friend isn’t a herpes ridden bitch?” He asks and I burst out laughing, starting to feel the affects of the alcohol hit my system. “So how am I going to thank you?”

I think and then look back over at Peter and Kristy, them just kissing, not going any further. “Tell me what you would do to me if I gave you total control of my body.”

I didn’t know why I was acting like such a slut. It was probably the mixture of the alcohol and Keenan’s hotness. Or maybe I was just a slut and didn’t know it.

He raises an eyebrow. “Well I would start by kissing you, slowly…” He says and I smirk, looking at him. “Then kissing all over your body… Every inch of you. Then…” He smirks. “I would tell you to go back to your camp.”

I look at him. “What?”

“I’m a virgin. I don’t just fuck random girls in forests.” He says and chuckles softly. I roll my eyes, still smiling. 

“I am too.” I say and look at him. “I’ll give you the stupid boy scout honour handshake or whatever shit you guys do to prove you aren’t lying.”

He laughs. “I believe you!”

I smile and then lean in, kissing him softly. His eyes widen, and then he kisses me back, wrapping his arms around me. He pulls me close as I kiss him deeply, slipping my tongue into his mouth. He kisses back with just as much passion, rubbing my back, pulling me closer.

I break the kiss and then look at him. “Do you trust me?”

He nods and then kisses me again, running his hands through my hair. I wanted him to pull my hair, throw me to the ground and fuck my virginity away, again the alcohol talking. But he didn’t, he just kissed me.

“Close your eyes.” I whisper to him and he nods, following my command without hesitation. “And don’t open them for any reason.”

I kiss him again, swirling my tongue around his mouth a couple times before moving down and kissing his neck, making sure to not make any mark as my hands get to work on undoing his pants. I can hear him moan softly as I let his cock free, semi hard already.

I give it a few strokes to start, getting it to harden even more. I had given a blowjob once before, to get a boyfriend off my back about actually fucking. The next day he fucked one of my friends up the ass because I never gave him anything. 

I check to make sure his eyes are closed and then kiss him softly one more time. I then go down and look at his cock, it being average sized, around six inches, maybe closer to seven. Uncut. I didn’t care that Peter and Kristy were sitting right beside us, actually forgot about them.

I stroke his cock and then lower my mouth onto his head, his body shuddering lightly. I take the head into my mouth and he groans, probably never being touched like this. I just hoped he would last, wanting to make it really good for him.

I swirl my tongue around the tip, still stroking around the base with one of my hands. I take another inch of him in my mouth and then remove it completely, wanting to tease him a little. I play with his balls for a moment, and then go back down, sucking a bit more. 

He starts to breath heavily, his hand moving to the back of my head and stroking my hair lightly. I lick up the entire length of his cock and then look at him, his eyes still closed, trying the best to stay as quiet as possible.

I increase my speed, being able to take most of him into my mouth. I started to think that this was stupid, but his groans of approval kept me going. I suck him hard and fast for a moment, then slow down. 

I felt his throbbing cock in the back of my throat, almost ready to burst. I stop for a moment, glad that he has held off this long, but wanting him to have a great orgasm. 

He bites his lip, the strain on his face to hold back. I go back down and start to play with his balls as I suck him, him groaning loudly as he finally climaxes. 

Rope after rope of hot sticky cum shoots into the back of my throat. I swallow all of it, loving his taste. I always thought it would be disgusting to swallow, so I spit my first time giving a blowjob. But this time I felt compelled to swallow.

After he finishes I look up at him and lean do up his pants, looking at him. “Open your eyes.” I say and then take a sip of Jacks. 

He opens his eyes and then looks at me and smiles. “Wow… Did that really just happen?”

“I hope it did. If it didn’t then you drugged me.” I say and then stand up, looking and Kristy and Peter. She was of course topless, still just making out though. “Kristy, we should head back.” I say and then Keenan looks at me. 

“Can we see each other again?” He asks and I nod and kiss him.

“Tomorrow. Same place.” I smile at him brightly as Kristy dresses herself. “See you then Keenan.” I say and then kiss him one more time, deeply.

He and Peter stay there as Kristy and I walk off. She looks at me and raises an eyebrow. “You seem happy.”

I smirk and then hit her arm as we get back to our site. “Shut up.” 

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Going to do another chapter soon. 😀