1. I Met Cassie At The Sex Camp


    Date: 7/8/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, First Time, Romance, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: canadianalien, Rating: 95, Source: sexstories.com

    wasn’t unpleasant or anything. It actually felt kind of good, it was just very new. She brought her other hand to it, and stroked down it once, gently. My breath caught. She looked up at my face again. “It felt good,” I assured her. She smiled, and then took a step back, letting my penis fall. “It’s just skin!” She said in wonder. I smiled at her discovery. I suppose it was just skin. I’d never looked at it that way before. “You still haven’t finished, you know.” She looked sheepishly down at her soaking panties. “Sorry, I kind of got caught up in that. Um, here goes.” With a firm jerk, she pulled them down. After she stepped out of them, she jerked her hands as if to cover herself, but forced them to her side. The tent wasn’t all that bright, so the area between her legs was hidden in shadow. I was intrigued, but not as brave as her. I was intensely aware of the fact that we were naked, next to the bed we were supposed to have sex in. “So umm, what’s next?” We said it at almost the exact same time. We bumped into each other on the way to reach for it. We were all limbs, and all awkwardness. “Each of you in turn, take your partner’s hand, and show them what you like with it!” Our voices blended together as we read the next step out loud. I didn’t know what to say. Thank gosh for Cassie’s courage. “I’ll take your hand first. I already touched you a bit, so it’s fair that you get to touch me.” She trapped my right hand in between hers. She careful guided it to one of her small ...
    breasts, and laid in on it. I felt her nipple in my palm. With some prompting, and some demonstration, she set me to stroking her breast, teasing the nipple. She showed me how to tease it more and more, and as she did and I did her breathing became ragged. She had me play with the nipple. She had me squeeze it. “Just a bit more, just a bit more,” she breathed, and I saw pleasure and pain combine in her face. She bit her lip. Her other hand wandered to her soaking pussy. I stopped it with my left hand. “You’re supposed to use mine,” I whispered. Her hips ground against the bed, as a denied her the orgasm she wanted. “Teach me how,” I whispered. You’re imagining a seductive whisper, I’m sure. I’ll leave you with your illusions. She detached my hand from her breast. She showed me how to stroke above her clitoris, how to pleasure it without overwhelming her. My thumb for this, she explained, while my first two fingers went inside her moist pussy. I saw her pussy clearly now. There were layers on the outside, lips that beckoned my fingers in. All around, faint blond hair, glistening with moisture. There was a hood on top, with the little button of her clit peeking out from below. My thumb pressed down on the hood. “Stroke the top wall. Like that, yes, just like that.” Her words made less and less sense. Coherence abandoned her. She writhed on my fingers. And then, she pushed my hand away. “You get to be taught, so I get to be teased!” Her breathing was still fast, her hips still ...
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