Where it happened: Camp
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
When I was nine, my Dad announced that I was going to summer camp. I thought it sounded fun, so I spent many weeks packing and imagining the beautiful camp I was going to. I didn’t know all that would happen. Neither did Dad, or he would have kept me home.
On my first day at camp, I met a boy name Blake. The girls slept away from the guys, but his cabin was just next to mine. For a week I talked to him every chance I got, and we became pretty much best friends at camp. The girls thought I was silly and wouldn’t let me hang with them. They were still at the stage where it was all about girl power. They liked famous, cute guys. But it was nothing.
Two weeks into camp, my counselor sent me to the counselor’s fun lodge to deliver a package. I went, and when I got there, Blake was waiting for me. I’d told him about it, so we had arranged to meet there. I delivered the package, then we went to the window and watched the counselors. My counselor had already gone to bed, as had everyone else, so she didn’t know I wasn’t in bed, too. The counselors didn’t do much anything that was interesting, so we crept into the bushes and talked.
After a little talking, a counselor came really near us. We both crept so far back that I was actually sitting on Blake’s lap. The counselor then went back into the lodge, but I didn’t get up. Blake started massaging my shoulders. It felt so good. After a while, he moved down to my buttocks. I let him, and soon I kissed him. We kissed for a while. Then I had to go back to my cabin.
The next night, we met in woods. Nobody was there, because we’d met later then the night before. I kissed him, and then he told me about sex. I didn’t know what it was, and he was naive. I thought it sounded fun, so I took off my pants and underwear. He fingered me and rubbed my buttocks, and it felt good, but I didn’t know why. I then took off my shirt, and he rubbed my breasts. He lay on his back, and I lay on him, rubbing myself against him. He fingered me more, and then he said how sex worked. He took off his pants, and he put his penis inside me. I knew this wasn’t appropriate, and I shouldn’t be naked in front of a boy. I was nine, not three, after all. When he came out of me, he fingered me more, and we got dressed. I kissed him, and then I went back to my cabin. We had sex once more at camp, and he fingered me almost every night. I didn’t have my period yet, so I didn’t get pregnant. I went to that camp for years, and went out with Blake from about age fifteen to age seventeen. I haven’t seen him in years, though.
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