I didn't want to spend a week with boring people who were too pure to know how to have any real fun. I had to, so my goody-two-shoes twin sister Rose would learn that there were better things to do on her knees besides praying. When I saw it was supposed to rain one day that week, a naughty plan formed in my head, but I didn't know if it would work. I thought it would be funny if Rose got caught out in the rain with a dress that would become transparent after getting wet.
The first day at the camp went pretty slowly, and I tried to make things more interesting by imagining what the people there looked like naked. Fortunately, one of them was Mandy, a girl whose pussy I had tasted five months ago. She was one of Rose's friends who was worried about going on her first date. I convinced the girl that roleplaying would help, but when she finally realized that I had an alternative motive, it was too late.
I pretended to be her date and came on strong. The girl ended up lying on her back with her shirt unbuttoned, and bra pulled down enough to reveal her hard-pointing nipples. The girl's pants, along with her panties, were on the ground by my bed. My face was between her legs, and it was only after making her cum that she started to regret letting things get that far. I saw shame and arousal on her face when she pulled away from me.
It was evident that the girl liked what I did from all the moaning she was making. The world filled people like her's heads with the foolish notion that sex between two consenting adults, no matter what, is wrong. All that matters is that it is consensual and of the proper age. The girl's eyes revealed that she loved having her pussy licked, but the shame of being made love to by a girl made her run away.
Mandy avoided me ever since that night and would no longer make any eye contact in my direction. I always wanted another go with the girl because she had a sweet-tasting pussy. My week at the camp would've been a lot more boring if I hadn't noticed a girl checking out Mandy’s ass. It wasn't one of those checking-out-my-competition glances that some girls do, but I want to make love to that ass stare.
The girl did look pretty hot in her camp-required outfit of a T-shirt and shorts. The shirt was green with a white outline of the camp logo on it. It didn’t get past me that the cute green shorts we girls had to wear weren’t being worn by the boys. They had on blue jeans with their camp shirts and their dress code was more modest than the girls.
When she noticed that I caught her, the girl gave me a frightful look and ran away in shame. It wasn't until I got her alone that I learned the truth about the girl. What the girl told me broke my heart and made me very angry. The girl's name was Rebecca; her parents sent her to one of those conversion camps when they found out that she was gay. Rebecca begged me not to say anything and promised me that she wouldn't do it again.
I knew that I must help the girl undo the damage those monsters had done to her. Usually, I try to have sex with people for my selfish desires, but this time I was going to do it for the greater good. I talked Rebecca into going into the woods for a walk after having dinner. It was when we were far from prying eyes that I made my move on her.
"Rebecca, about earlier today...," I tried to say, but Rebecca cut me off before I could finish.
"I know it is wrong! My pastor taught me some techniques for fighting against my desire. But I am trying to be good. I am trying...," Rebecca would've gone on talking if I didn't stop her with a kiss. The girl kissed me back at first before pulling back from me out of fear and guilt.
I took off my shirt, letting it fall at my feet before unhooking my bra. In Rebecca's eyes, I could see arousal within them and knew that she was lying when she told me, "Please put your shirt back on. I don't want to do anything with you. I want to be a good Christian and wait until I am married to a man."
Rebecca had to say married to a man with force and disgust. The words that she spoke weren't her own. Instead, it was something planted within her by uncaring people. It was clear that the girl didn't just want to look at my breasts, but also wanted to touch them. I grabbed her hand and placed it over one of my breasts.
"It is okay to feel desires even if it is toward the same sex, or even liking touching yourself. I have done all three and more, and God hasn't smitten me yet. So, Rebecca, I permit you to touch me in any way that you like. No one will catch us here, and it is safe to do what you will with me."
I spoke to her with tenderness and compassion because she needed to hear that her feelings weren't wrong. There were a few moments of silence between us before I felt her hand squeeze my breast. Not wanting to break the spell that she was under and spook her into running away, I stood still.
Rebecca caressed my breasts with both hands, playing with my nipples before sliding down my stomach to my hips. I smiled as the girl grabbed my shorts before pushing them down. I stepped out of them, letting her have access to my thighs and ass. The girl looked at my exposed pussy and thigh with great interest.
They told Rebecca her whole life that what she was feeling was wrong, and for the first time, she was allowed to be herself. It made me sad to know that the girl lived in that world alone, thinking that she was the problem. The joy on her face as she explored my body with her hungry hands made me happy for her as she started to accept her true self.
The girl stared at my red patch of pubic hair as she slid her hand up my inner thigh to my crotch. I let out a moan when she started touching my pussy, rubbing the outside of it at first before sliding her fingers inside me. Rebecca fingered me for a few seconds before she looked up at me in confusion from not knowing where to go from this.
Taking over the lead, I kissed the girl, and we lay down on the soft grass together. We kissed for a few minutes without trying to remove her clothes because I wanted it to be her choice. Rebecca needed to have her power back and not have another making choices for her. When the girl started to relax, let her instinct take over and explored my body with her mouth this time.
She was kissing down my neck to my breasts where her inexperienced lips made contact with my well-traveled valley between them. My breasts were no stranger to the sensation of having soft passionate lips kissing down them. Rebecca may have been a virgin, but the way she kissed and sucked upon my nipples made me doubt that she was new to this.
The girl’s kisses continued down to my stomach before stopping again, and I could see what she wanted to do in her eyes, but fear held her back. I spread my legs apart, letting myself open up like a flower blooming in front of the girl's eyes. I knew this was the girl’s first time, and she needed to be instructed in the art of cunnilingus.
I gave the girl step-by-step instructions on how to lick my pussy, and it didn't take her long to get the hang of it. The girl was a fast learner and was eager to please me with her enthusiastic tongue. I held onto her head to keep her in the right spot as an orgasm hit me. Rebecca may not have been the best lover I ever had, but she wasn't that bad for it being her first time.
When she was finally ready stripped off her clothes before she laid down beside with fear and excitement in her eyes. I made love to her slowly to build up the pleasure within her. My kisses and touches were soft and tender, as a lover should be. I teased the girl just in the right way to build the pleasure up within her until she felt like she would pop. I dance around the main erogenous zones on her body, like her nipples and pussy.
I kissed and licked around her nipples, waiting for the right time to give them attention. When I did, she let out a series of loud moans as she was squirming from all the pleasure I was causing her. Then, taking my time with my skilled tongue and moving it down until I got between her legs, I teased her pussy by kissing all around it and avoided touching it. Rebecca begged me to give her release from her torment, but I ignored her.
When she was about to burst, squirming her body around in a wild fashion, I finally gave her sweet pussy the attention that it deserved. My tongue moved within her like an experienced dancer, moving to the beat of her moans. For months now, I had licked more than my fair share of pussy and gotten good at it. My sexual journey began by a lake with some girls from school, and not a weekend went by that I wasn't between some girl's legs.
My two friends were the reason why I am such a slut today. During the first two weeks of our friendship, both of them took turns fucking me. It was every day that they were making me cum. After that, I had grown accustomed to doing sexual things daily. The point is that I had plenty of practice and know my way around a woman's cunt.
I had Rebecca screaming at the top of her lungs at my expertise, cunnilingus skill, and every day after that, Rebecca dragged me out into the woods for more sex. The girl was a welcoming distraction from being stuck at the camp for a week. I thought Rose's boyfriend would be a problem but was surprised that he hasn't tried spending more time with me.
The one line that I didn't want to cross was doing something with Rose's boyfriend. I had done a lot of things with people's boyfriends and girlfriends. Rose was my sister, and the last thing that I wanted to do was to hurt her. It was strange to me how he only tried touching me when he felt like he had to without showing any sign of enjoyment.
On the last day, a youth pastor warned us about not going to the other side of the lake near our camp. He just found out that a group of gay people were camping there. I rolled my eyes as he gave the same speech all these nut job assholes always give about gays. Then, leaning over to Rebecca, I whispered into her ears, "Tonight, we are crossing that lake."