I’m pretty sure that I was the first person awake the next morning. There was a bit of daylight peering over the horizon as I peeked out of the tent. I grabbed some clean clothes and headed across the campground to the resident’s bathroom. I took a long, hot shower and got cleaned up.
I headed back to our campsite and helped get breakfast around for everybody. The day was pretty uneventful overall. Kevin tried to cozy up to me a couple of times during the day. I mostly brushed him off. It just didn’t fit for us to be hanging out all of a sudden. However, that didn’t stop him from keeping a close eye on me.
Kevin brushed into me at the lake and he asked if I was upset at him. I told him that I wasn’t and that I might see him later tonight. He seemed to be pretty satisfied with that answer.
That night I managed to sneak off quite a bit earlier than before. Kevin heard me getting up and I flashed him a smile.
This whole situation seemed so crazy to me. The day before I was an eighteen-year-old virgin. One day later I was going out and seeking adventures with anonymous random partners, oh yeah, and I was fucking my cousin. But this experience had opened up the floodgates of a sexual adventure that would go on for years.
I headed into the bathroom and then directly to the last stall. Fortunately for me, it was unoccupied. I went inside and locked the door behind me. I took a quick pee before my first visitor arrived.
I had thought about it during the day and I had decided that I needed to make some adjustments to keep my clothes from getting all dirty. I didn’t have a large arsenal of clothing to be burning through. I usually just wore a t-shirt, shorts, and underwear to bed. I removed all three and hung them up on the clothing hook on the stall door. I did, however, keep my sandals on.
I no more than got stripped down when I heard somebody enter the bathroom. The door next to me rattled loudly and a new friend quickly introduced themself.
I liked him. He had a good bit of length and thickness. Within seconds of me placing my hand around his cock, he was rock hard. It stuck straight out and had a bit of tapered head. I was already imagining how it would feel inside me before I could even interact with him.
With my right hand and mouth on his cock I quickly went to work on him. I was down on my knees with my left hand between my legs. I imagine that if anybody had the right angle they could have had a pretty revealing view of me.
The next hour was mostly a blur. I am not sure how many guys it was that I took care of, but it was around six. The first guy from the day before was one of them. A couple of them were pretty hot. A couple of others, not so much. I took care of them all anyway, in one way or another. One of the guys seemed kind of young, and one of the smaller guys seemed fairly old. There was some gray down there anyway.
I was more excited than I was the day before. I had been touching myself off and on the entire time but hadn’t been able to achieve a climax. I had been paying a bit more attention to my friends’ needs than I was to my own.
I decided that I was going to head out. I needed to finish myself off somehow. That was going to require the time that the constant parade of men poking themselves through this hole would not afford me.
I struggled to get up as I rose to my feet for the first time in over an hour. As I reached for my clothes, I heard somebody new arriving. I wasn’t going to service him, but my curiosity got the better of me.
As I turned around I saw a familiar sight. It was Kevin and he was as hard as ever. I gave him a quick, “Hey, Kevin.”
I returned to my knees. As I grabbed onto his cock, Kevin said, “So, are you done for the night?”
“No,” I answered. “Just one more.”
He retorted, “You know that they use these things for more than just handjobs and blowjobs, right?”
“I suspected as much. But I don’t think that I can do that tonight, I’m still a bit sore. Some slacker deflowered me last night. I am hoping that tomorrow I will be down for a second time, though,” I answered.
With that, I went to work on Kevin’s cock. He moaned, “You are getting really good at this.”
It didn’t take very long for him to cum in my mouth. As his cock withdrew from the hole I said, “Kevin, I need you over here.”
Within seconds, I heard a light knock on the door. I opened it and Kevin’s eyes went wide as he saw me standing there naked. He froze for a second and then squeezed his way inside and locked the door behind him.
He said, “You know…I didn’t get a good look at you in the moonlight last night. You are everything that I hoped that you would be.”
I stared him in the eyes with a look of complete lust and said, “Kevin, we are way past the sweet-talking point right now.”
I removed my hand from between my legs. My fingers were wet with my excitement. I saw Kevin staring at them, so I reached my hand up to his face. He started to suck on my fingers.
I said to him, “I need to orgasm…like I did yesterday.”
Kevin dropped to his knees and lifted my right leg upward. He went to work aggressively with his tongue. I didn’t hold back at all. I moaned, squealed, and screeched my way through a very satisfying orgasm.
Kevin and I kissed for a bit and then I got cleaned up and dressed and we headed back to the tent. On the way back he told me that he had been keeping watch for me earlier. He said that I had entertained seven guys and that he was number eight.
Even though I still had a lot of sexy thoughts that night, I still managed to sleep very well.
When I woke up the next morning, it was a bit later than the previous day. My cousins Rachael and Tanya had already left the tent. As I looked over I saw that Kevin was still asleep. He had apparently gotten rather warm during the evening and he had slid most of the way out of his sleeping bag. As a result, he was basically laying there in just his underwear with his cock pointing straight up. I hoped that the girls hadn’t seen or noticed.
I didn’t hear anybody around the area, so I decided to push my limits a bit. I crawled over and pulled the waistband of Kevin’s underwear down. As I did, his cock sprung free and smacked firmly against his midsection. I thought for sure that it would wake him up, but it didn’t. I grabbed onto his cock and began to stroke away gently. His body began to rock, at first it was ever so gently, then a bit more pronounced.
He woke up out of what appeared to be a sound sleep just as he came. As his head shot up off of the pillow he stared at me in shock. I continued to stroke away until I was content that I had milked every drop of cum that he had to offer. There was cum all over Kevin himself, the sleeping bag, my hand, and his underwear. With that small bit of torment completed, I stood up, slowly licked the cum off of my hand, said ‘See you at breakfast!”, and headed out of the tent.
I must have been having a psychic moment because I did see him at breakfast. I was sitting in a lawn chair whilst eating some fruit when he plopped himself down with his back turned behind me. He mumbled, “I really hate you.”
I laughed and said, “No. You don’t hate me at all.”
He hesitated for a long time, then he started to say, “No, I don’t. I actually really…”
I cut him off at that point as I growled, “Kevin, don’t make this out to be more than what it is. We are just having fun and I don’t want it to get weird.”
Sounding a bit defeated, he answered, “Yeah, I get it. Sorry about that. Wanna fool around later?”
I responded, “Jerk…yeah, probably.”
Later that day, Kevin actually joined me in the lake as I was playing with some of the kids. I appreciated that he was willing to do that because I knew that it wasn’t really something that he wanted to do. There were a few frisky moments underwater as well.
That night, I headed out with my bodyguard right behind me. As I headed into the bathroom, I heard some familiar sounds. The two stalls at the end were occupied and there was a fair bit of moaning and groaning going on. I walked up close and gave a careful listen.
As I neared the door, Kevin grabbed me from behind and dragged me out of the bathroom. We decided to take a walk around the campground and hoped that things would have cleared out by the time that we got back.
I asked Kevin how long he had known about the whole bathroom situation. He responded, “You mean the gloryhole?”
I chuckled at him, “What? That’s what they call it? A gloryhole? That’s a terrible name.”
He told me that Uncle Jim had brought him there a few years back. It seemed that it was a bit of a rite of passage for the young men in our family. It also seemed that Uncle Jim was a regular customer there. That’s probably why he booked this campground every year despite the fact that there were nicer options around.
We walked around for about a half-hour. It was kind of nice. We got to know each other a lot better and he actually seemed like a pretty good guy. I think that the burden of always knowing that he was illegitimate made him feel distanced from both of his parents. His mother had given him some limited information on his real father, but nothing too specific. It didn’t seem that his real father ever bothered to seek him out either.
We circled back around to find that the bathroom had cleared out. I gave Kevin a hug and whispered, “Come pay me a visit in a bit. You should probably bring a condom.”
I flashed him a devilish smirk. He tried to play it cool, but a goofy smile quickly broke free.
I headed into my ‘office’ and stripped down. It didn’t take more than a couple of minutes and there was a rattle next door.
Shortly thereafter, a rather limp but respectable cock plopped through the hole. Something told me that it belonged to somebody at least in their forties or fifties. I dropped to my knees and began to stroke and suck it. It took a bit of coaxing, but it slowly started to get erect.
I thought to myself that it was pretty well-proportioned. Eventually, it firmed up nicely, but it took quite a bit of effort. I began to think that I wasn’t giving this gentleman quite what he was looking for. But, at about that time he let out a loud moan. I debated on whether to swallow or not, but I decided to go for it. I had been waiting long enough to get the fun started and I wasn’t going to hold back at that point.
The gentleman gave me a brief ‘thank you’ and headed out. He no more than exited and there was another visitor. A hard cock quickly appeared through the hole and it was a rather familiar sight.
“Well, it didn’t take you very long to show up,” I said.
Kevin responded, “You are making me absolutely crazy.”
I felt quite flattered, but I decided that I wanted to torment him a bit. “Be honest, how often do you think about me?”
He hesitated a bit. “This entire week, you are all that I can think about. I feel like I am fourteen again. I have to try to hide my hard cock all of the time.”
I grabbed his cock and stroked it a couple of times. I quipped, “Well, it seems like you are almost ready to go.”
He quickly drew it back through the hole and I heard a bit of rustling about. Within a couple of minutes it reemerged, this time with a condom on. I knew that this was going to be a bit of a moment for me as I was going to have to take control and guide it inside.
As I felt his cock, the surface was slightly tacky with a condom on. So, I spat on my hand, grabbed onto his cock, and gave it a couple of twists.
It felt pretty slick at that point, so I decided to proceed. I turned myself around, grabbed back ahold of Kevin’s cock, and started to ease back. I aimed it down a bit as I backed up. I was determined to not be a princess about it and I slowly took it inside of me. I didn’t stop until my ass hit the divider.
I heard Kevin moan and I quickly made up my mind that I was not going to go easy on him. I leaned forward and braced myself on the opposite wall. I started to thrust away with a fair amount of aggression. I enjoyed it quite a bit, but it turned out to be pretty short-lived.
Kevin might have lasted two minutes before I felt him cum. I eased off of his cock slowly. At that point, it felt like I was just getting warmed up. I really wished that it had lasted a bit longer because I was just getting going at that point.
I whispered, “Bye, Kevin. Maybe I’ll see you again later.”
Kevin left shortly thereafter and I heard him talking to somebody. Within seconds another visitor had arrived.
I waited for a bit and nothing seemed to happen. It didn’t seem to be an issue that this person was actually here to use the restroom either. I decided to peer through the hole at the risk that I could take one to the eye. I couldn’t see much other than the torso of some guy who seemed rather nervous.
I decided to break the ice, so I whispered, “So did you want to have some fun or what?”
The guy mumbled, “Huh? Uh, yeah, sure!”
“Is this your first time doing this sort of thing?” I followed.
“No. Like, I do this all of the time,” he answered.
I chuckled out loud. “Not buying it, buddy,” I scoffed. “This is your first time doing anything at all, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, is that a problem?” he questioned.
“Well, believe it or not, my first time was just a few days ago. So, I can relate to your nervousness,” I assured him.
“How does this whole… situation work?” he asked.
“Well, you stick your cock through this hole and then I get to decide what I want to do with it,” I quipped.
He said, “So, would you be willing to suck it? That seems like it would feel amazing,” he said in a dreamy fashion.
I answered, “Yeah, most likely, but no promises.”
There was some rustling of clothing and soon thereafter a very shaky hand guided an extremely eager cock through the hole. It had a rather respectable size. It was about the same length as Kevin’s, but noticeably thicker.
I whispered, “That’s a nice cock, stud. It’s definitely nice enough for me to taste.”
I wrapped my hand around the man’s hard cock. It was very warm and very rigid. I definitely had the suspicion that this was a young guy. I quickly wrapped my lips around the head.
I could hear a low sigh coming from the gentleman. I knew that I had him well under my control. It turned me on that he was clearly holding back as much as he could.
I went to work on his thick cock as I slurped away. I could hear his shallow breaths as he tried to keep quiet. I had just pulled my mouth away and was about to ask him how he liked what I was doing, but just then a thick glob of cum landed on top of my nose. I wrapped my lips back around it and finished him off.
I backed away and there was a brief moment of silence. Suddenly I heard him gasping and panting on the other side of the wall. I don’t think that he had any idea what this experience was going to be like.
My suspicion was validated when he asked, “Is it always like that?”
I answered confidently, “Yeah, usually. Was that okay for you?”
A bit out of breath, he answered, “Can we do that again?”
I thought to myself that I wasn’t sure if he was up for it, but his ‘friend’ hadn’t seemed to wilt the slightest bit. I told him, “I’ll tell you what, come back tomorrow night with a condom and I’ll give you and your thick cock some real fun. There is a machine by the sink that you can get one from if you didn’t know.”
He stammered, “Oh, okay, tomorrow night? Yeah, I’ll see if I can make it.”
I removed my hand from his still hard cock and said, “Take that with you and I will see you tomorrow.”
With that, he pulled his cock back through the hole, got dressed, and headed out. I wiped my face clean with some toilet paper.
I really enjoyed being the previous person’s first experience. Plus, to be honest he got me quite turned-on. I wanted to know how his fat cock would feel inside of me and I hoped that he would be back.
Soon thereafter, I snapped back into ‘that mode’ as I continued to go through a number of other men. I got a couple of return customers from yesterday.
I was pretty sure that one guy was Hispanic or something because his cock was a medium shade of brown. It was respectably sized and uncut. Overall, it was a bit of a mixed bag as usual though.
Finally, I found some real inspiration. A rather unique individual introduced himself to me. He had a fierce upward curve that damned near came back the other way. As I touched it, it was rigid as hell. I imagined that anything that I did with this would be a bit of a crazy experience.
I had to pull it down with my hand and go in at a weird angle to even get part of it inside of my mouth. As I was sucking on it, all that I could imagine was what this crazy thing would feel like inside of me. Before I knew what was happening, an intense feeling washed over me. I pulled my mouth away as I tried to continue stroking it. My forehead pressed hard into the partition.
At that point, I was basically just sitting on the floor masturbating. I braced myself with my left hand as I rubbed myself with my right.
The gentleman had clearly realized from my moans that I was near climax and he dropped down to the floor to watch the show. At that point, his face was roughly a foot away from my pussy and he rested his hand on my leg as I continued. The thought of this stranger seeing me get off anonymously sent me over the edge.
I climaxed in a relatively loud, screaming fashion.
After I was done, the gentleman asked for a taste. I agreed and he slid a finger inside of me and gave it a bit of a swirl. He pulled it out slowly and it disappeared beyond the partition. After a brief slurping sound, he moaned in pleasure and he said that I tasted like the best honey.
I ordered him to stick his cock back through the hole. It seemed like it was even more rigid than before. I told him that I had came imagining what his cock would feel like inside of me. He offered to make it a reality. I couldn’t even begin to imagine how I could manage fucking his curvy cock through that divider. Instead, I intensified my efforts and finished him off quickly. I swallowed his load with enthusiasm even though I had already been satisfied.
I invited him to visit me again. He seemed to be interested in a return engagement.
After he had left, I gathered my things and got dressed. I was feeling a bit weary as I left the restroom. Kevin was waiting outside. He said that he heard me earlier and asked if was okay. I told him that I was and I asked him how many guys had visited me. He told me that it was twelve including himself.
I was pretty shocked by the number. It didn’t seem like it had been that many, but I didn’t doubt what he had told me.
We took the long road back to the tent. Kevin seemed to be interested in hearing about some of my experiences earlier in the evening, so I shared some of the details in return for some stories of his previous sexual conquests. We were both getting pretty worked up, so we decided to find a secluded spot. I slid a hand down the front of Kevin’s shorts and he quickly returned the favor. We kissed and talked dirty to each other until we had both come.
I told Kevin that I was planning on fucking somebody the following night. We finally got back to our tent after several delays. We both crashed quickly once we got into our sleeping bags as it was getting very late.
The next day it seemed like Kevin was following my every move. Whenever I turned around, there he was staring at me intently with a look that I was beginning to know very well. I avoided talking to him for the most part.
He sat in a lounge chair for most of the day watching me with the kids at the lake. As dinner neared, I headed to the tent to change out of my swimsuit. I had just arrived and had taken my top off when Kevin barged in through the opening.
I gasped in surprise and whispered, “Kevin, get out of here. Somebody is going to see us. What if one of the girls comes back?”
He answered, “Nobody is going to see us, and the girls are playing some kind of game. They will be occupied for a while.”
He snuck up behind me, reached his arms around me, and squeezed my breasts with his rough hands. He leaned in kissing my neck and shoulders as he pressed himself tightly against me. He was grinding his hard cock against my lower back as he said, “Come on, Laura. Let’s have some quick fun.”
I tried to protest for a bit. Then I finally gave in and said, “Okay, grab a condom and keep quiet.”
He scurried to his bag and pulled out a condom. He had his shorts off and the condom on in record time. He forced me onto my stomach atop of my sleeping bag and before I knew it he had my swimsuit bottoms off and was spreading my legs apart.
His legs were between mine holding them open, then I felt the warmth of his cock on the crack of my ass. He was inside of me before I could even process what was going on. I felt his body lie on top of me. His fingers were interlaced between mine as his pinned my hands down.
He began to thrust away and I could feel every one of his hot breaths on the back of my neck. It took about a minute for me to realize how much I was actually enjoying it. It was by far the best that sex had felt in my limited experience. I wondered if I was about to have my first sexual orgasm. But shortly thereafter, I heard Kevin groan and I knew that the show was almost over. I felt his cock throbbing inside of me and Kevin would collapse on top of me shorty thereafter.
Soon after, he rolled over on his back with his softening cock barely hanging on to a cum-filled condom. I was beginning to realize that Kevin had a bit of a quick trigger. He was usually pretty considerate and he was willing to take care of a girl in other ways though. So, I decided that he was going to take care of me whether he wanted to or not.
I jumped up quickly and before he could react I straddled his face. I told him, “You had your orgasm, now I get mine.”
He didn’t seem to have a problem with my demand. He went right to work and it didn’t take long until I had to muffle my moans with my hand. I came quickly and hard. When I was done I told Kevin, “Good job, bitch” and slapped him playfully on the face. “Now get dressed before somebody sees us.”
As we were getting dressed, Kevin started going into some speech about how amazing I was and that he had been looking for a girl like me for such a long time. I told him to shut up and not to make this weird.
As we headed out of the tent, we bumped into the two girls heading back to get changed. They gave us a strange look. I distracted them by saying, “You girls need to get changed, hang up your suits and towels, and head over for dinner now.”
They both said ‘alright’ and I gave Kevin a nod as we headed to the campfire. Kevin seemed satisfied for the time being and wasn’t staring me down as much as before. I knew that his disinterest would only last a little while, though.
As the evening wound down, I could see that Kevin was drinking a bit more heavily than usual. I took off to the tent and Kevin arrived a bit later. I headed out for a new adventure shortly after he arrived.
He was in close pursuit and he seemed determined to dissuade me from having sex with somebody other than himself. I told him that it was going to happen whether he liked it or not. His response seemed to fall into the ‘not’ category.
We approached the bathroom and I took off for my ‘office’. I stripped down quickly and I was ready to go. I was certainly looking for my young stud, but if another tempting offer poked its head through the hole I was quite willing to oblige.
Unfortunately, the first offer was not a terribly good one. It was rather thin and short. I dispatched him quickly with mostly my hand and just a bit of my mouth.
The second arrival was a bit more tempting. It was probably of average size, but it was rather defined in its appearance. It was straight as an arrow and had a considerable ridge around the head. I got the impression that it belonged to a younger guy.
I seriously considered fucking him about halfway through. I actually broke away from my stroking and slurping and rubbed his cock between my legs. I don’t know whether he knew that I was doing that or not, but I certainly was taking his full measure.
Nonetheless, I decided to wait it out for a bit and I again settled for finishing him off with my mouth. I greedily swallowed every drop of his load and now I was quickly going to that place again.
The following guy was a disappointment. He was respectable in size, but he seemed a bit dirty and that put me right off. I dispatched him quickly with mostly my hand and wanted to quickly move on to the next guy.
Another guy arrived and there was a bit of a delay. I wondered to myself if this was my nervous friend back for his second attempt. I knocked at the divider and asked, “Are you okay over there?”
A jittery voice responded, “Uh, yeah, I…um…haven’t ever put one of these on before.”
It was him! I tried to soothe his anxiety. I said confidently, “ Hand it over. I’ll put it on for you.”
Several sweaty fingers appeared through the hole holding a condom from the machine. I took it from him and gave his hand a quick squeeze. Once I had the condom in my hand I thought to myself, ‘What the hell were you thinking, Laura? You have never even opened one of these before.”
I tore the wrapper open and tried to figure out which way it would unroll. “Okay stud, stick your big, thick cock through the hole,” I taunted.
He quickly did as I asked and he mumbled, “Is it actually big or are you just saying that?”
I answered, “Your cock would be both the longest and thickest that I have ever had.” I didn’t mention that there was only one previous partner, but he was certainly no slouch in the size department anyway.
I pressed the condom against the head of his cock. I had guessed correctly because it started to unroll. My friend started to moan and I began to fear that he was way too excited about doing this.
I casually asked him, “So, you showed up at my office with your condom and stuck your cock in the hole, now I have to wonder what you would want from me.”
He paused a bit and then stammered, “Well, I thought that maybe we could have sex or something.”
I giggled at him and then followed, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that. You are going to have to wait to have sex or to make love with your girlfriend. I, however, could possibly fuck you. Is that what you really want?”
“Yeah, yeah, I want that,” he fired back.
“No. Tell me that you want to fuck me,” I responded.
He answered, “I really want to fuck you.”
“Alright. I need you to lock your body there until I get it inside” I commanded.
A nervous “Yeah. Okay,” followed.
I gave his cock a couple of strokes to make sure that it was hard, but it didn’t really need any more encouragement. I placed both hands against the opposite wall and lined him up. Then, with one hand bracing myself and the other at the base of his cock I eased back until the head pressed against me.
“No turning back now, stud,” I chirped.
I backed into his cock as hard as I could for what felt like forever. Then suddenly it popped inside of me, and not just a little bit. My ass bumped into the partition as I took his entire length in one thrust. My upper body flopped forward as I braced myself with both hands against the wall. It took my breath away once again, much like my first time with Kevin.
Once I gathered myself I asked my friend, “Are you doing okay over there?”
After a brief pause, he groaned, “Yeah. I’m good.”
The tone of his voice told me that he was indeed not going to last very long. I couldn’t really blame him for that, it was his first time. Kevin didn’t usually last terribly long and he had a fair bit of experience.
I started to slowly slide myself up the length of his cock. I wanted to ride it a bit, but I definitely didn’t want it to pop free. I thought that I could feel a bit of a taper where the head started, so I decided that it was all the further that I could go. Then I started to ride his thick cock back and forth.
It felt so large inside me and I could feel it stretching me. Even though it hurt a little bit, I loved every second of it. Sooner than I would have liked, I heard my friend groan in pleasure. Either a hand or his forehead had smacked against the partition as I felt his hips thrust hard against me.
I heard a very distressed sounding “Oh, god” come from the other side of the partition. His thick cock jerked aggressively inside of me as I slowed my pace. I heard a hand slap against the wall a couple of times during the chaos.
I slowly eased myself off of his cock and it squirted free. I turned around to find that it was only wilting slightly. My friend had definitely gotten quite a bit out of his system because every vacant spot inside of that condom was full of cum.
I joked, “Wow, you can fill up a condom in more ways than one, can’t you.”
There was no response. Finally, a panting voice said, “What? I don’t know what that meant.”
“Take your cock back and take a look, stud,” I chimed.
His cock withdrew from the hole. He moaned, “Oh, man, it’s everywhere. How do I clean this up?”
I laughed, “I don’t know, stud. The same way you always clean up after you jack off?”
I have never done that before, well at least I have never came from doing it,” he answered sheepishly.
I was somewhat in disbelief. I thought that guys did it all of the time. Now I felt a bit bad for this guy. Even though he was clearly having a good time, I realized that I had pushed him really quickly.
Smirking a bit I said, “Alright stud, stick in back through the hole. I have you covered.”
I wrapped a large wad of toilet paper around my hand and clamped the base of his cock with it. I started to slide the condom off as I wiped up the cum with my toilet paper mitt. His cock was mostly still hard, but the entire length was covered with cum allowing the condom to slide off easily. A little bit of cum dripped onto the floor, but most of it soaked into the paper. I chucked everything into the toilet and flushed it.
As I looked back, there were bits of paper hanging off of his cock. I picked a few off and then I suddenly started sucking and licking it clean.
Once finished, I rose to my feet and told my friend, “How was your first time?”
He replied, “Oh, man, that was amazing. I can go again if you want to.”
I was a bit surprised by that answer, but the cock in my hand seemed to back up his story.
“Well, how about a blowjob?” I answered.
“Yeah, that sounds good!” he responded.
I lowered back down and started to work on his cock with my right hand and mouth. He was clearly getting more comfortable with the experience because now I could hear him moan and there was an occasional “Oh, that feels so good!” mumbled.
After a considerable amount of time, he started to thrust his cock inside of my mouth. He shouted, “Oh god, I’m cumming!” followed by a few more random exclamations of pleasure. The thrusting ceased and he started panting and groaning loudly. I felt his cock throb inside my mouth. This time, however, there was only a couple of drops of cum.
He was breathing so heavily that he could hardly speak. He did manage to get out, “That was even stronger than before. Did I cum a lot?”
I lied and told him that he had. His cock was finally starting to soften quite a bit. I told him that it was really fun and that we should do it again sometime. He responded that he was going home tomorrow. It was then that I realized that it was already the end of the week. I told him that I was going home tomorrow, also.
We chatted for a bit and I hurried him out the door. Not that I didn’t enjoy my time with him or wouldn’t do it again, but I hadn’t had my fill for the night just yet.
Next up was a very polite man with a rather narrow cock. The length was pretty good, but it was strangely narrow at the base. The head looked completely disproportionate to the rest of it.
It seemed like it would be rather dissatisfying, but you never know until you try. I really thought about it for a bit, but then I decided to pass. I didn’t know how many times that I could go in one night. Instead, I wrapped my mouth around that head and sent him away in about five minutes.
The next participant arrived and it was a familiar sight, one with a very sharp upward curve. I mentioned to him that I remembered that curvy cock from yesterday. I latched onto it and stroked it and sucked it for a bit until I pulled away.
“Why did you stop? Is there something wrong?” the man asked.
At that point, I was getting very excited again. “How can we fuck through this wall?” I asked.
He answered, “We don’t have to fuck through the wall, you could just open that door and let me in.”
I chuckled, “Not going to happen. Do you have a second option?”
“I can make it work, you just probably want to be facing me,” he added.
I responded, “Okay, deal. Do you have a condom?”
He replied, “Yeah, I can get one. Give me one minute.”
I could hear him quickly pull his pants up followed by the clanking of the condom machine. Before I knew it, the door had closed and he was getting ready.
He poked his cock through the hole. The condom was already applied. I wasn’t sure what he was doing at first, but then he started stuffing his balls through the hole one at a time. It wasn’t a terribly large hole, so it made for a bit of a tight fit.
“There, that should work. Now if you climb up on there facing me, I should be in a good position to hit your g-spot,” the man claimed.
“Oh, okay. That sounds good,” I answered. I had no idea what a g-spot was at the time, but I played along anyway.
Since he was the first guy to stuff his balls through the hole I decided to give them a quick taste before I proceeded. My friend didn’t seem to mind. I gave each testicle a good long suck, then I wetted his cock down before I got ready to climb on.
It wasn’t a terribly large or thick cock, probably about average on both accounts, but that curve had me quite intrigued. Because of its upward curve, my target was clearly a bit taller than I would have liked. I faced the divider and lifted my right leg as high as I could. Bracing myself against the toilet paper dispenser so I didn’t fall over, I angled his cock over a bit sideways and then rocked myself down on it.
As I lowered down onto his cock, I was still on my tiptoes and he was balls-deep inside of me. I reached up and hooked my hands over the top of the partition to steady myself. His cock didn’t feel very impressive at that point.
He placed his hands over mine and started to thrust. He couldn’t move very much so I started to bounce a bit in rhythm with his thrusts.
“That’s nice girl!” he shouted. “Ride me with that tight little pussy!”
At first, it didn’t really feel that different. I don’t know what I expected, but that wasn’t it. I could feel his base rubbing against the backside of me and the head almost poking against the front. It kind of felt weird.
After about two minutes the area where the head was rubbing started to get more and more sensitive. At first, I thought that it was just from the friction of it rubbing the same spot over and over. But as we continued, the sensations were getting increasingly strong. I was beginning to think that this was that g-spot thing that he was talking about.
It was feeling more and more intense with every thrust. I started to slow down on my repetitions because every thrust was sending a shiver through my body.
“No slowing down over there, sweetheart!” the man shouted.
I tried to resume my previous pace, but I didn’t know how long I could go on in such an awkward position. I felt like I was going to pass out and fall over backward. At that moment, I wished that I had just let him inside of the stall.
I kept going and I was starting to see sparkles. I knew that I wasn’t very far away from orgasm. I was trying to power through and not slip off of the wall.
But then I heard the words that I didn’t want to hear. The man shouted, “Oh, baby girl, you are going to take my load right now!”
He groaned, grunted, and panted as I felt his curvy cock throb inside of me. I hung onto the partition for a little bit afterward. Eventually his limp cock plopped free allowing me to drop down unimpeded. I thought to myself, “Fucking Hell! I was so close!”
Not that I was upset with the gentleman, he had performed rather well. Plus, it was a fun, crazy experience. I just wished that I had a do-over there.
He gently retrieved his limp dick and balls from the hole. The condom was barely hanging on at that point, particularly because it was carrying a rather considerable load of cum in the tip.
“You are an amazing little lady!” the man said as he caught his breath.
“Yeah, next time I think that I will just let you in here with me mister curvy cock,” I answered.
He jumped right back in, “Yeah, that sounds even better.”
He got dressed and headed out the door. At that point, I was starting to get rather sexually frustrated. There were so many good things going on, but it was never quite enough. With each change of partners, I was losing my momentum, but not my drive.
Next up was another familiar sight, it was my first ever visitor. We exchanged greetings and I told him that it was my last day. He seemed rather disappointed. I asked him if he wanted to take things up a notch and unsurprisingly he did. He had a condom with him and we quickly got down to business.
I quickly decided that with his lack of size, it was best for me to back up to the hole and let him do the work on the other side. As I suspected, it wasn’t terribly good, but not bad either. It was over rather quickly and we said our goodbyes.
The next guy arrived and he seemed fairly old. He had a pretty long cock, but it was hanging limp as a noodle through the hole. I was definitely thinking about fucking him, but his cock didn’t seem to have much life left in it. I sucked and stroked it for a while and he seemed to be enjoying things. Then without much warning, he started to ejaculate even though it was still pretty soft. I was kind of amazed. I didn’t know that it was even possible, but it seemed to be. That ended the possibility of fucking him for more than one reason.
A new friend poked his head through the hole. This one was rather short but thick. There was no doubt that the thickness would be a real challenge, but the lack of length made it a challenge that I didn’t really want to take on through the partition. Instead, I finished him off quickly with my mouth and sent him away.
I was getting rather frustrated until my next partner arrived. It was the rather ample gentleman from the first night. I knew that this was going to push me to my limits, but I had secretly been waiting for his return. I grabbed onto it and it was very quickly at full mast.
“Hey, cowboy, do you have a condom over there?” I asked, sounding more confident than I was.
“Hell yeah, I do. This isn’t my first time,” he answered confidently.
I answered, “Yeah, I’ll bet it isn’t. Just don’t get too crazy. That’s the biggest one that I have ever handled.”
“Understood,” he replied.
He fished his cock back through the hole and I was surprised by what I saw. I was expecting the condom to be strangling that thing, but it actually fit about right. It clearly was some sort of larger-sized condom. I gave it a few strokes and wet it down a bit.
I asked my friend if he wouldn’t mind if I backed up to the hole and helped guide him inside. He happily agreed and I got into position. I let him know that it was okay to push and he gave one good shove that went nowhere.
He paused for a second and then he told me that he hadn’t been with a girl this tight in over twenty years. He gave me his word that he would be gentle and respectful, but he also warned me that it was going to hurt when it went in.
I had already assumed as much, and I told him that I wasn’t going to back down from the challenge. He responded that he really was hoping that I wouldn’t.
We got ready to go again after the brief interruption. He alerted me that he was going to push quite hard, but that he would stop as soon as he could.
I pressed the head against myself and took a deep breath just as he forced himself inside me. It took my breath away and I fell forward against the adjacent wall. It felt like he was splitting me in two. Once I had caught my breath, I started huffing and puffing away.
He asked if I was alright and I responded that I was. I gathered myself and started to ease back against the partition again. My legs were beginning to tremble already and we hadn’t even got going yet.
He followed my cue and started to thrust away slowly. I had no idea how far inside of me he was at that point, but it felt like just a couple of inches. He went slowly and just eased it in a little bit further each time.
We had been going at it for about five minutes and it had started to feel like my body was just getting adjusted to its thickness. I asked him how far in it was and he responded that it was about seven inches in. He added that most girls don’t take the full length. I told him that he could keep going.
We continued on, but still fairly slow. My legs were shaking so aggressively that I probably would have fallen if I wasn’t bracing myself up with my hands.
At that point, I told him that he could speed up. He adjusted to a more normal pace for a bit and then I told him to speed up again. He wasn’t rough at that point, but he was fairly aggressive. I could feel myself building quickly as he thrust away. I didn’t know how much longer my legs would be able to hold me up, but I was fighting to make it to the finish line.
I once again was getting so very close when my friend alerted me that he was cumming. In an effort to not be a bad sport, or maybe it was that I was hoping for a photo finish, I drove myself back into him as hard as I could. I felt his massive cock throbbing deep inside of me as his motion ceased.
I waited for a bit and then started to ease off of it. My legs gave away halfway through and I tumbled to the floor. I lied there for a second on my hands and knees before I pulled myself back up and took a seat at the toilet. My friend and I both expressed how much we enjoyed the experience, although I certainly could have enjoyed it slightly more.
He headed off and I sat there trying to gather myself. As I looked down I noticed how much my anatomy had changed. My hole had opened up considerably and I was wondering if or how much it would recover. I was moderately sore, but nothing terrible. I did, however, suspect that tomorrow it would feel a bit worse.
Just then, I heard somebody arrive next door. I shouted, “Fuck off. I’m done for the night.”
I heard a laugh. It was Kevin. He stuck his cock through the hole and asked if I had time for one more. I told him “no” and that we were going to get out of there.
I got dressed and we headed out. We took a long walk around the campground. Kevin was a bit quiet, although he seemed to want as much information as he could get about my assorted encounters that night.
I told him basically whatever he wanted to know. I told him that I had fucked four different guys and that two of them were pretty large, one was small, and one was curvy, etc.
He asked if any of them had made me cum and I told him that they hadn’t, but that I was really close a couple of times. By that time I had lured him out near the wooded area where we had experienced our first direct encounter.
I backed Kevin up against a tree and asked him if he was going to finish me off. He seemed a bit surprised by the request, but he quickly agreed. I started to remove his clothes aggressively. Within seconds, I had him stripped naked in front of me with his hard cock whistling in the wind.
It was a full moon, which granted us a bit more light than on the previous night. I started to take my clothes off. Kevin tried to help, but I pushed him away.
Once I was naked, I lowered Kevin to his knees. I walked toward him and buried my crotch in his face. As I pulled his face away, he remarked about my open hole. He told me that it looked amazing. He asked for more specific details on the guys and what they had done with me. I agreed to tell him about it as long as he continued to service me.
Kevin seemed incredibly turned-on to hear about my adventures, particularly with the two well-equipped gentlemen. Once I had told him about those encounters, I pushed him away and told him that I wanted us to cum together. He expressed that it was a bit difficult to achieve, but he was willing to try it.
I placed him on his back and straddled his face until I was getting close. At that point, I drifted back and slid down on his hard cock. As I rubbed my clit, I started to ride Kevin’s cock slowly.
I looked him in the eyes and told him that this was going to be our last time, ever. He looked sad, well a bit more than that to be honest, but that didn’t slow us down.
As we progressed, Kevin started to thrust as I rode him. I was pretty sore from before, but at that point, I didn’t really care. I sometimes leaned down and let my little titties dangle just out of reach of his eager mouth. My hands were working enthusiastically on my clit and I started switching arms. I would reward Kevin by letting him taste my juices each time that I switched hands.
I got a bit distracted in taunting Kevin, and before I knew what was happening my legs and tummy were shaking aggressively. I started to arch backward as I felt the fire wash over me. Kevin squeezed my breasts tightly with both hands and he started to pummel me with his cock.
The next thing that I remember was me falling on top of him afterward. We lied there together for a while.
Kevin asked, “Is it really over?”
I answered, “Yeah, I’m sorry. It’s time for both of us to move on.”
He followed, “Do you ever wonder who the guys are that you were doing stuff with?”
“Not really. That’s the point of the wall, right?” I responded.
“Yeah, I guess so. But what if you actually knew some of them?” he retorted.
I laughed, “I know you and I got over that. Wait, do I know somebody else?”
Kevin paused, “Actually two of them.”
I fired back, “Who? You have to tell me!”
“I don’t think that I should. I mean, that’s the point of the wall, right?” Kevin retaliated.
“Kevin, is this because I broke up with you? It isn’t funny!” I barked
Kevin sighed, “No, it’s real. I’m not being vengeful or anything like that. I just think that you probably don’t really want to know, but at the same time, I don’t want to keep it from you. Think about it overnight. If you still want to know tomorrow, I will tell you.”
“Well, okay. But you had better tell me tomorrow,” I demanded.
“I promise,” Kevin replied.
With that bit of unpleasantness behind us, we started to tease and play with each other. Eventually, we hunted down our clothes and headed back to the tent. By that time, it wouldn’t be long before we had to get up and start packing.
I am pretty sure that neither one of us slept that night. I got up and took a shower. By the time that I got back, Kevin was gone.
I started packing stuff up and got a bit of breakfast. Afterward, we started breaking down the tents and loading stuff into our vehicles.
As we started to say our goodbyes, Kevin showed up. He walked up to me and gave me a hug that wasn’t overly affectionate, but there was something there. He placed a small piece of paper in my hand and whispered in my ear, “You are so amazing. Don’t read it.”
With that, he let go of me and we finished loading up the car. Mom had a watchful eye on Kevin after the hug. As we headed home, Kevin and I shared a subtle wave “goodbye” as the car pulled away.
I looked down at the piece of paper which had a sloppily-written “Laura” on it. I knew how much Kevin cared about me and that the last thing that he said to me was, “Don’t read it.”
I decided that I needed to trust that he had my best interests at heart. I reached my hand out of the window and thought about it for a second. Then I let go of the paper and then let it scatter behind me.
I looked around the car. Dad didn’t seem to be a likely target. Mom always seemed to have his balls on lockdown anyway. I doubt that he would dare to do something that bold, even if he would have been tempted to have some anonymous fun.
Then, I glanced over to my brother Steven. I noticed that he was fidgeting around as he tried to conceal an inadvertent erection inside of a pair of tight shorts. I hadn’t really noticed before, but somewhere down the line “Little Stevie” had become a man, or at the least, he had started to.
I remembered Kevin saying that there was a “rite of passage” for the young men in our family. That probably didn’t necessarily mean anything as pertains to Steven though. There were other family members about the same age also, and there were other adults that could have ventured into the bathroom with me. But, at that point, I was truly glad that I had thrown out that piece of paper.
Whatever had happened back there, I would never know, and neither would the other party, I mean, parties.