Lacey goes camping.txt
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Lacey Goes Camping: My First Experience
by StarSapphire
When I was 11 I was rather shy and confused, especially about sexual things. Boys didn't really do anything for me and I can remember my girlfriend's giggly pre-teen conversations about boys that I neither understood nor wished to take part in. I felt different and wondered about myself.
I liked girls. I didn't really equate it with being lesbian at the time but I just knew I felt compelled to be close to some girls who maddeningly attracted me to them. I would look at their eyes, the way they turned their heads and the shape of their bodies. I was enthralled as my friends began growing breasts. I was a little behind but caught up later. Boys, I'm afraid, never appeared on my girlhood radar, a fact that puzzled me but didn't cause me much concern at the time. I thought I might `grow' into being heterosexual or something.
Even at 11 a nice tight butt and long legs of especially an older girl would almost make me dizzy with feelings I didn't understand yet. I knew about lesbians of course. This was the 80's and even as children we were much more aware of sexual issues than previous generations (my parents had porn tapes I'd snuck glimpses at, but only the boxes). I just couldn't imagine myself as being `different' or wanting to be. At 11, all I wanted was to fit in like everyone else.
I denied my sexual feelings and identity from myself and others then, not so much out of shame as from disbelief. Who, me? No way. If you grow up in a straight culture as we all pretty well do, then you simply assume you are straight too. If you're fated to be `different' shouldn't there be more warning signs or something? At any rate, being lesbian just did not compute at the time.
Then there was my cousin Caroline. I didn't know she was bi-sexual, only that she had a boyfriend and that I had this awful crush on her that I couldn't explain or hide from myself. Caroline was 19 and very good-looking. One glance at her body, her long chestnut hair that framed this oh so adorable oval face and full, kissable lips and I would begin to squirm inside with longing and, well, lust, I had finally to admit. She was tall and slim with gorgeous legs and beautiful breasts the size of ripe peaches.
One fateful day that summer, Caroline asked my parents if she could take me camping with her for a week. Needless to say, I was thrilled! A whole week alone with the object of my total affections nearly left me breathless. They thought it was a wonderful idea and all that week I fretted and planned, packed and unpacked in anticipation of this trip. I had my own sleeping bag and cot and Caroline was providing the tent, but what should I wear? I wanted to look my best but camping demanded I be casual so I selected what I thought were my sexiest T-shirts, shorts and runners (as IF!) and swimsuits. At least with the swimsuits I thought I could have some control. Mom allowed me to buy a new suit for the trip. Being 11 I didn't have many choices as far as sexy goes but I went with a dark blue, red trim 2-piece that looked good I thought.
We were going about 65 miles away to a lake In the Coastal Mountains that I'd been to many times before. It was spectacular, with crystalline blue water, surrounded by acres of dark green forest that climbed steep and craggy mountains, at the bases of which this natural treasure lay. Areas near the shore had been cleared and prepared for picnickers and campers and the whole world had yet to discover it. The campgrounds were still half wild forest but the ground was cleared and pressed and fire pits, picnic tables, and bathrooms installed for overnight campers.
To me the lake was paradise and the mere thought of being there alone with Caroline was intoxicating and made the week ahead creep forward so slowly I thought the clocks had all stopped and the universe was conspiring to make me wait forever for this magical trip to start. Finally, Saturday morning arrived. Awakening at 6:00am in anticipation of her arrival at 9:00 am I waited impatiently for the sound of her car to let me know my adventure had begun.
And finally, at 9 promptly, there she was! I heard her car arrive, stop, and her door open and close. I practically bolted out of the house in greeting and frantically told Caroline I was all ready to go. She looked gorgeous in khaki shorts and a tight T-shirt that showed off her breasts proudly. My mom told her how anxious I had been all week to go so we quickly loaded my things and headed out.
As soon as we were out of the driveway Caroline looked me over through her sunglasses and commented on how nice I looked. I blushed in appreciation having agonized all week over what to wear, what make-up to put on or not, and what shoes to wear. I had chosen a white polo shirt with red trim that I liked and cotton navy blue shorts with matching sneakers. I'd decided on going without make-up. Apparently I'd made good choices.
"So kiddo, you're all set to brave the great outdoors with me?" she asked, turning to watch my reaction.
"Oh gosh yes!" I replied. "I've been ready all week!" I gushed. "And you look very nice too." I added, in classic understatement. I was panting after her like a demented lap dog in heat. Caroline just smiled at me warmly from behind her dark glasses, leaving me to wonder what she was really thinking or feeling. We were mostly silent as we made our way through and then out of the city via one of the entrance ramps to the freeway.
We did make small talk during the rest of the trip and I settled in to enjoy the astonishing greenness of the Fraser Valley we were passing through. Ahead in the distance loomed Washington State's Mt. Rainier, which looked staggeringly beautiful on this clear, bright summer's morning. To our left small mountains arose framing the fertile green fields all around. I was completely enchanted.
Soon we reached the exit off the freeway to the lake and I felt like our adventure had truly begun. The trip up was on a road twisting and winding through untamed rain forest that went on for a couple of miles until we first spied the lake ahead. We carried on about half way around the lake, catching glimpses of its pristine brilliance through the evergreens as we continued driving. Finally, about the half way point, we turned in to Entrance Bay campsite. After paying our weekly fee, we chose ourselves a spot nestled close to the woods that looked perfect to me.
Caroline and I quickly unloaded her car and began erecting our tent, placing our cots and sleeping bags inside, and arranging our food and other possessions both of us noting how empty our campsite was. Only two other tents shared this magnificently beautiful spot with us and they were many yards distant. After we were finished, Caroline suggested a swim. That sounded like a great idea to me but meant of course we'd have to change into our swimsuits. I thought we'd take turns inside the tent but Caroline had other ideas.
"Let's grab our suits," she said to me strolling into the tent and peeling off her T-shirt. I stood a moment gaping at her near nakedness then slowly crept inside. "Don't be shy," she told me. "Only us girls here!" and with a laugh she pulled off her shorts, leaving me to admire her in white lacy bra and brief white cotton panties. These she quickly removed and then caught me staring. "Like what you see?" she asked me with a laugh.
"So let's get going!" she admonished, reaching into her bag to extract a red 2-piece bathing suit that was sexy as hell but still modest enough not to draw too much unwanted attention.
In for a penny, I thought and peeled off my shirt exposing my bare chest to her gaze. She continued watching me as she donned her own suit. I was dreadfully conscious of the fact that I had nothing to compete with in the breast department. I was both embarrassed and excited by her attention though, and when I removed my shorts and panties she just smiled at me. I caught her stealing a glance at my bare hairless slit and a little tingle went through me. I quickly grabbed my new suit and put it on, finishing just a few seconds after Caroline.
I know I was blushing furiously but she didn't say anything as we headed the short distance down to the lake. As we wandered the 300 yards or so to the water's edge I couldn't take my eyes off of Caroline's rolling ass cheeks, admiring how firm and delicious they looked in her tight red bottoms. At that moment I knew I wanted her and that maybe, just maybe, I might be gay and that would be okay as long as I had my cousin for a lover. With this realization came a new sense of liberation, as if tight, enshrouding bonds had suddenly fallen off me. Suddenly I was acknowledging my sexual identity to myself and knew exactly, in part at least, who and what I was. I also knew that the genie could not be put back in the bottle. I was totally out with myself now.
Of course, I was not at all certain where Caroline stood in all of this. Did she want me too or was she just being a good friend, befriending her young cousin out of filial obligation? Or were her intense looks at my naked body a sign that she too might be interested? I just didn't know for sure. I decided that she would have to make the first move here because I was just too afraid, being only 11 after all. And, God forbid, I didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize the relationship we already had by making some kind of pass and looking like a complete dork if she rejected me. Unrequited love was way more tolerable than never seeing her again.
Caroline entered the water nonchalantly, completely unaware, I thought, of the turmoil raging inside me. I quickly joined her and we swam and splashed around having a great time, but the occasions when I'd feel her body contact mine were brief and maddeningly exquisite. Once in awhile her hands would seem to linger on my shoulder or back but, frustratingly, I couldn't be sure if this was a signal or not. Caroline's every movement, every touch was turning me on more and more and I didn't know what to do about it.
It was getting towards lunchtime so we ended our swim and headed back to the campsite to prepare a meal. We were both ravenous but first needed to change out of our wet suits. Again, Caroline entered the tent and removed her top and bottoms and I followed removing mine until we were both naked together. We stood looking at each other for a few moments and I could feel her eyes traveling over me, staring at my hairless slit and my small, puffy nipples. "Like what you see?" I asked with a giggle.
"Oh you are a sweetheart Lacey. You're gonna be a real babe when you grow up," she finished, eyeing me even more appreciatively. With that, she just turned around and started getting dressed. I could only stand there frozen with embarrassment and enthralled by the compliment. "What's a matter baby? Get going, we've got a fire to light!" she exclaimed as I snapped out of my trance and hurriedly jumped back into my clothes.
The rest of the day went by as in a dream for me. We toured all around the lake in Caroline's car that afternoon, stopped for ice cream, and generally breathed in the pure air and relaxed. Well, I relaxed as much as I could given my feelings for my grown-up cousin, who seemed her usual cheery self while remaining, as far as I could tell, completely oblivious to the wanton lust I was feeling for her, thank God.
When we returned to the campsite Caroline cooked us some hamburgers on the hibachi she'd brought along. With all the excitement, exercise and fresh air I was hungry and wolfed down two big burgers, barely stopping to breath. She laughed at my appetite and told me to watch that girlish figure of mine. I laughed as I chugged down a bottle of soda, kept cool in our ice chest, and asked her if she liked my `girlish figure', being as forward as I'd ever been with her and scaring myself silly that I'd said something wrong.
"Yes Lacy, you have a great little body for someone 11," she paused, then looked straight over at me. "And what about mine? I saw you checking me out this morning," she laughed with a little twinkle in her eye.
"Well thank you young lady," Caroline replied. "That is just so sweet. And I'm very sure you will look every bit as good as me, and more. Your butt is simply divine!" she giggled. "And you've already got great legs!" at which point we both began to laugh but I could feel her words like caresses to my body and ached and yearned to have her close to me, touching me.
That evening as the sun set earlier than we were used to owing to the mountains all around us Caroline and I sat together on an old log before a big campfire we'd made. We toasted some marshmallows, downed some sodas then just sat basking in the warmth of each other's company.
As the sky grew ever more dark we cuddled and laughed feeling snug and secure around our wilderness fire whose orange yellow flames cast rippling shadows throughout the forest surrounding us. It was in fact terribly romantic and as Caroline got up to get a sweater against the cool night breezes I shuddered at the thought of the night ending. I wanted to stay with Caroline like this forever but soon sleep caught up to both of us.
"Come on Lacy, bedtime!" Caroline announced and arm in arm we entered the tent. My cot was on the right and hers to the left. She quickly zipped closed the tent door after turning on a small electric lantern then calmly began to undress for bed. She faced me with a little smile and then took off her T-shirt and bra, exposing her round soft titties to my hungry stare. I continued to gaze at her almost mesmerized as she doffed her shorts and panties. "Your turn!" she laughed.
Quickly I pulled off my top and then my shorts including my panties, then kicked off my shoes and socks as Caroline did the same. We just stood there then, clearly admiring each other's bodies but afraid it seemed to make a move beyond that. I didn't want to lose sight of her standing there so I remained standing, willing her not to get into bed so I could admire her form some more. She seemed about to say something but then smiled at me again and climbed into her sleeping bag. I was so disappointed, but I followed her lead after turning off the lantern. "Good night Caroline," I whispered to her in the dark and she replied the same. I was so turned on and frustrated!
I lay there for a few moments taking in the utter silence of the forest, strange to my city girl ears, but knew I had to find release. Waiting until I thought Caroline was asleep my hand stole down between my legs and I began slowly rubbing my tumescent little clit, standing proudly to attention. I'd begun to masturbate about 8 months previous and enjoyed it, but I was very conscious of Caroline beside me not 4 feet away and tried to be as quiet as possible.
My fantasy naturally was of Caroline naked, and I relished anew the sight of her marvelous tits, hard pointy nipples, and puffy pussy lips just visible through her dark pubic hair, and her gorgeous legs and ass. I thought about her full lush lips and how it would feel to kiss them and how I'd so like her to make passionate love to me, however unlikely as that seemed to happen at the time. My fingers got busier and busier until I'd completely abandoned caution to the pleasure that was building in my loins. I moaned, very close to orgasm.
"Lacey? Lacey, are you all right?" Oh my God! It was Caroline kneeling beside my bed! I could have died on the spot! I turned rigid as stone and quickly answered that I was fine. My hand froze over my aching young pussy. "You were making these groaning noises and I thought you might be in pain," she whispered worriedly.
"No, oh no! I'm fine, really!" I replied while begging her silently to drop the subject and go back to bed. But Caroline would not let it go. I was mortified.
"So what is going on?" she inquired with a wicked little snicker in her voice. "You haven't been asleep long enough to be dreaming."
"Masturbating?" she said with a giggle. "It's okay, you know. I do it all the time," she calmly announced. "Everybody does of course but nobody likes to talk about it," she went on while I tried to shrink as small as possible into my sleeping bag. It didn't work. "And at 11, that's great Lacy. I didn't get around to learning about getting myself off until I was 14 at least. I envy you those three years I lost." She was grinning like a big old house cat at this point and I began to feel some hope arise in the midst of my total humiliation.
"No, in fact I was gonna wait until you were asleep and do it myself. Hey," she added. `I didn't mean to embarrass you Lacey. It's okay. It really is."
Sensing the importance and sensitivity of the moment, Caroline quickly embraced me and started cooing in my ear. "Hey, Lacey! It's okay. It's like really okay. I- I'm so flattered and, well, you kind of turn me on too. Don't be embarrassed, please! I like girls too, sometimes. There's nothing to be ashamed about honey," she whispered to me quietly as I lay sobbing in her arms.
"But you have a boyfriend," I cried into her shoulder, somewhat confused.
"Sure, but I like girls too but Billy doesn't know about that. I'm not sure he could handle it," Caroline explained. She went on to explain bisexuality to me and I confessed that I thought I was gay and she told me that was just fine and that she would love and support me no matter what.
She did laugh but it was gentle and consoling. "Honey," she said. "I love you too, you know. Very much but I've been afraid to tell you. I mean you're 11 after all and I didn't know how that would play for you. I've been nervous as a cat since we got here!" "You have? I asked in amazement. "But you seemed so cool!" I couldn't believe it. Caroline had been feeling all the same things I was! "You mean you love me? But why? I'm just a kid with no boobs whose only 11 and you're 19!" I said with disbelief and tears still in my eyes.
"11 you may be Lacey," Caroline went on. "But I want you, I can't explain it. You just turn me on something incredible and I love who you are and just being with you," she paused and seemed to blush a little. "I must confess that this little camping trip was my way to get you alone. And," she giggled "someplace I could have you all to myself long enough to uh, well, seduce you." Caroline blushed deep red and lowered her face that contained a small smile. "I mean, if that's alright with you!" she added quickly.
Alright with me? I was somewhere off in the 7th Bardo with excitement and relief. "Caroline, I've had a crush on you forever! I just didn't know what to do about it. I mean, what do I do?? I'm kinda confused."
"Well, you could kiss me. That would be nice," she suggested. She brought her lips closer to mine. I closed my eyes and felt that first electric contact with her mouth. Being inexperienced I let her take the lead and she soon had her tongue pressing against my lips, licking them then forcing it between my compliant lips. This felt so good I never wanted it to stop and answered her soft probing with my own. A moan escaped from her throat and her arms held me more tightly but after moment she pulled away. "Let's go to my bed," she whispered in the dark.
I never hesitated. I slipped naked out of my sleeping bag and followed Caroline across the tent to her cot. She lay down on it and patted the space beside her for me to join her. I was so nervous I was shivering with excitement. We kissed again and this time our mouths were wide open and our tongues were fighting duels, twisting and turning in our oral cavities such that our lips were spread wide apart. I had never experienced anything so sensual in my whole life. Then Caroline abruptly stopped and took both of my hands in hers.
"Lacey, honey,' she began. "Nobody can know about this, okay? It has to be our secret or I could get in lots of trouble," she implored me I hastened to assure her that no one would ever know, that what we had was special and secret. I knew only too well what could happen if our parents or the law found out. Caroline hugged me to her tightly then brought my hands up to cup her titties. Her head fell back as I kneaded and squeezed her delectable breast flesh, relishing in the hardness of her nipples against my palms. Her own hands were over my own. "I have so much I can teach you," she whispered and drew me down next to her on the cot.
She began to kiss me again then moved her fingers between my legs. Her touch was magic and my nether lips parted easily at her intrusion. "This is your little pussy," she instructed me. "And this little thing is your clitoris!" she exclaimed running her fingers around and around it, sending delightful waves of bliss through my loins. I moaned out loud at her ministrations. "And this," she said inserting a finger into my vagina "is your cunt. Does it feel nice when I fuck you with my finger?" she asked coyly.
"Oh gosh yes! I sometimes put my finger up there too but my cherry stops it," I told her.
"Well we can get rid of that old cherry anytime you like, but we'll leave it for now. Right now I want to go down on you. Do you know what that means?" she asked me earnestly. "It means I want to lick your pussy and fuck your little hole with my tongue. Do you think you'd like that?" Oh, I thought that I might just give it a try(!) Your hairless little puss is just so delightful I can't wait to taste it!" So saying she scooted down between my legs, opened then up and immediately glued her lips to my oozing cunny.
Oh the sensations! I'd never felt anything like them! She lapped at me furiously then formed her tongue into a little cock and began fucking my juicy wet hole with it. By this time I was squeezing my puffy little nipples with one hand and holding Caroline's head hard between my legs with the other. I could feel my orgasm begin as a spark of white hot heat in my clit then felt it flow out in rhythmic, spastic waves centered in my genitals to dissipate finally at the tips of my toes and the ends of my fingers. My whole body shook as with a hot breaking fever until finally these massive cresting waves of pleasure ceased and I lay limp in Caroline's arms, who held and rocked me until my climax was over.
"I've been wanting to do that for you for so long now. That's why I set up this camping trip baby doll." She whispered in my ear. "You're not mad or anything, are you?" she asked worriedly.
"Of course not! I just didn't know what to do! I thought you liked me but I'm only 11 and I didn't think you'd want me at all.!" I almost started to cry but Caroline held me to her and shushed me.
"I've wanted you since I saw you 6 months ago when I came out to the coast. You are a beautiful girl, very much older than your years and so sexy! Those legs and that tight little butt. You have driven me wild. And you are so pretty and unaffected, so natural. You don't put on airs like the other pretty girls. Besides, I like you young with no titties yet and a bald little pussy!" she giggled.
I was in heaven! "So what things can you teach me," I demanded.
"You can begin with my tits. You must always call them that or titties. I like them licked and sucked just so!" Guiding my mouth down to her turgid nipple she began her instructions. "First bathe it with your tongue gently and wake her up properly, then suck harder and get her fully awake. Next give her little bites to get her all excited for the evening's play," she directed me and I followed her instructions to a tee. She moaned out her pleasure. "Next use your fingers to first caress then twist and toy with them until the pain becomes exquisite, honey." I did as ordered and her pleasure was obvious as she took my hand up to maul and caress her tits harder and harder.
Neither did she remain quiet. She loved dirty words and would give voice to them during all our proceedings. "Yes Lacey, mash my tits dear. Twist my nipples. Now reach down and feel my hot cunt. Put your fingers inside me and fuck me like the devil, honey! Gawd yes! Yes! And talk to me lacy honey! Tell me how my sloppy cunt feels!
"Oh God Caroline your cunt is a swamp hole" I cry out to her ."My whole hand is fisting your gaping twat! I can feel your juices slopping down my arms! Let me bite your big nipples and rub my little box against your sopping wet thigh! Gawd, I'm rubbing myself off against your hot wet leg, pumping my cunt so hard and fast! GAWWWWWWD I'M CUMMMMMMMING SOOO HARRRRD!
We would collapse in a tangle of sopping wet body parts, exhausted after our ordeals only to run down to the lake, clean off and begin a quiet arpeggio of the tenderest caresses, the sweetest of long lasting kisses and the most delicate of lovemaking.
We explored every sexual practice we could think of. Caroline loved watching me masturbate and I grew to love her passionate attention to the busy work of my fingers on my hairless puss. After she took my cherry she reveled in the sight of me fingering myself with two digits working furiously away while my other hand drew rapid wet sounding circles over my clit. These orgasms were always special and ended in me going down on Caroline, my favorite thing to do for her
We excelled in erotic conversation and short stories sometimes making them up on the spot or taking our time to craft them well. We had no taboos. In our imaginations we seduced young girls, older women, film and rock stars, anyone who attracted our attention. We would sometimes park out at the beach at night, tell each other our erotic fantasies and masturbate beside each other. My favorite stories involved seducing older women while Caroline naturally went for the pre-teen set. Our week of camping was packed with a lot of erotic content, to say the least.
All good things of course come to an end, as did our camping trip. That didn't mean Caroline and I parted ways. By no means. We became secret lovers and spent many weekends together exploring each others sexual boundaries, which, I hope, will form the basis of some future stories.
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