Bisexual High School: Tales of Jones Lab School #21: Summer Camp Experiment Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals.
And: There may be some new stories that take place before this story, which is in the future from #18.
Summer Camp Experiment
by
Larry Marian
All the dormies at Jones Lab School had a mail box. Some, like BW Jefferson and Johnny Yamaguchi didn't receive much mail. BW lived in the dorm as her parents were the 11/12 dorm counselors. She had lived in the counselor apartment until she was past her twelfth birthday. Johnny lived in town, but he and his parents thought the dorm experience would be good for him. For two years now they'd roomed with other Jones students in the dorm proper. Johnny was now a junior, but BW was still a freshman.
The two sat crosslegged on their bed facing each other. She held a letter in her hand. "Listen to this, Johnny. Tell me what you think."
"Okay, Sweetie. I'm all ears."
"It's from a summer camp, an arm of the Corporation - Camp Discovery. Dear Ms. Jefferson. We offer you an opportunity to spend a week in the woods with other teens your age making discoveries about yourself and your world. Our normal sessions have many more teens but this an exploration of you and your companions. You campers will number exactly fourteen, seven of each sex. There will be two each of 12,13,14,15,16, and 17 year olds and two others of any age between 12 and 17. You will be housed in three of the cabins in the camp with two couples in two of them and one cabin with thee couples. The third couple will also move, so each cabin will have some time with three couples. Each couple will also have a counselor team, male and female in the cabin.
"Be advised that not only are the campers of different ages, they are also of different ethnic and cultural backgrounds with homes all over the U.S. and probably from a few foreign countries. This will allow you to interact with a diverse population.
"Now. The crux of the matter. Unlike a summer camp you may have experienced in the past, the cottages are all co-ed and the cottage, except for the bathroom and a small kitchenette has one room in it and a total of four beds, one for the counselor couple and the other three for the two or three camper couples who will occupy a bed for the night. The first night you will share a bed with the person who came with you. If you came alone, you will paired with another who came alone and is of the same approximate age. That afternoon all fourteen will participate in a lottery to determine who your partner will be for the following day. One even numbered days each boy will draw the name of one girl. On odd numbered days each girl will draw the name of one boy. In case of a second pair up, the slip will be withheld for a second draw and then returned to the lottery container.
In this particular discovery, there will be no same sex couples. In addition, The day numbers are one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven. Campers should arrive by 10:00 AM and will depart by 10:00 AM of the eighth day.
"Interesting," Johnny said.
"You look like it is," BW laughed.
"Huh?" Johnny responded, trying to look innocent.
"Don't tell me you don't know you have a hard on, Boyfriend!" She laughed, "Now the good stuff. Campers will receive points for their participation. Each camper should have at lest one sexual activity with the day's partner during that day. Sexual activity is limited to oral, anal, or vaginal intercourse or mutual masturbation. Making out or foreplay does not count unless it is part of the sexual activity.
"A boy or girl aged twelve or thirteen who is wearing a V should not engage in vaginal intercourse. No candidate who is fourteen or higher who wears a V will be accepted into the camp. Parents must sign a detailed permission slip,
"That seems to be the high points. What do you think?"
"Hmm. So it would be possible for you to be in bed with a seventeen year old guy and I'm next to you with a twelve year old girl?"
"Yeah. And my guy might be black and the girl might be from France."
"Sounds interesting. What do you think?"
"I wonder what our parents will say?"
Two months later Johnny and BW drove up to the entrance to Camp Discovery in a five year old Toyota with their two small suitcases filled with two changes of clothes, other than what they wore, their toilet articles, and plenty of bug spray and suntan lotion, though both had a good all over tan. Johnny's mom, being the person she was suggested that others might not think of those two items.
There was an archway over the gravel road, a sign, and nothing else, so they continued down the road for another mile before the road ended in a parking lot in front of an obvious summer camp - camp headquarters building, mess hall, cottages, rest rooms, shower room, etc. Towards the middle stood a pavilion with picnic tables already occupied with earlier arrivals. BW counted eight as Johnny parked the car. An obvious counselor walked towards them.
"Hi, I'm Marsha, one of the counselors in Cabin Three. You're?" BW gave their names to her. "Okay. For now, leave your stuff in the car. No need to lock it, but do it anyway and go to the pavilion and have a seat. With you two we wait for four more. They should be here soon. In the mean time, go greet the ones already here. Okay?"
"Sure. Thanks," Johnny said. The two took each other's hand and walked over to the pavilion. Looking around BW saw at once that those at two picnic tables were a true cross section. One boy, looking thirteen or so actually wore a kilt, while an older girl wore what almost looked like a military uniform. A counselor sat with them. Both he and the one who met them, Marsha, were obvious with their ranger hat and whistle.
"Hi," he said. "I'm Dave. But until we're all here, feel free to talk, but your name and where you're from please save until we form the circle. Okay?"
So the nameless ten sat, chatted, but remained unknown, other than the simple fact that Johnny was obviously Asian, there was a boy in a kilt, a girl who looked Hispanic, another girl with high cheekbones and braided black hair, a light brown boy, an almost ebony girl, and an assortment of short and tall, and hair of all shades and colors. Two more cars pulled in, one driven by a camper with companion and the second one with parent and two kids.
The one with parents driving had the small amount of luggage removed and set by two other piles. The adults got a kiss and a handshake and were gone. So now fourteen kids sat at the picnic tables,
BW saw the double door to the headquarters building open and three walked out in front, followed by five more, one being Marsha, all with the ranger hat and whistle. The only difference now was that all eight were nude except for footwear and a hat of some sort. They stopped.
The man leading, looking like he might be in his early sixties, stopped. "Hi. I'm Doctor Fred Alberts. Please just call me Doc Fred. I'm the camp director. The two behind me, Jack and Dr. Mary are my assistant and the camp nurse practicioner. Most of you have met two of the counselors, but you will meet all of them in the next three days, mostly, as you rotate amongst the three cabins, So. We have two seventeen year olds. Would you two please raise your hands? Ah, thank you. Pardon our stereotyping, but please note the two short poles, one with a baby blue banner and one with a pink one. Would you two please go to stand by the blue one for the guy and the pink one for the gal. Good. Thank you. Now, our two twelve year olds, raise your hands. Great. Thanks. See the two new banners, pink and blue. Would you two go stand by your color banner. Thanks,
"Now, without pushing or shoving or whatnot, please arrange yourselves from 13 to 16. Be advised that there are two fifteen year old girls and two fourteen year old boys. Okay, let's do it." BW and Johnny gave each other a quick hug before heading towards the the little girl with brownish skin and two long braids while Johnny headed towards the tall white guy in shorts and a pull over. With minimal jostling, the other twelve got arranged quickly.
"That's good," Fred said. "You did well. No gouged eyes or broken limbs. So. You see my staff and myself in our actual duty attire. Four of them, to make this quick will come by and give each of you a white cloth sack an a magic marker. Put your name on the sack, then undress completely and put your clothes, less shoes and a hat if you have it on you, in the sack. First to undress completely with all clothes in your marked sack gets an extra desert tonight. I understand it's cherry pie."
Up and down the line the fourteen looked at each other as the four counselors quickly passed out the white cloth bags. BW started undressing at once, which set the others to clothing removal. Soon all four were undressed except for sandals, flops, crocs, or other easily removed foot ware.
"Hmm. I think I have to consult with my staff as to who was first. But I'm positive it was a girl. Now, starting with our seventeen year old gal and going back and forth to our twelve year old boy, I'd like you to state your full name, what you want to be called, where you're from, your grade, and your school. If you have a good friend with you, feel free to point that person out.
"Okay, Ms Seventeen."
BW listened to the medium sized blond go over her facts to end with pointing to the boy at the end of the other line. He gave his bio, and so it went to Johnny. "I'm Johnny Yamaguchi, what we call a Jusei, or fourth generation Japanese American. My parents are both Sansei, or third generation. I'm proud to say that my great grandfather fought in World War II in the 442 Regimental Combat Team. He got a Silver Star, a couple of Bronze Stars, and a Purple Heart, if you know what that means. My Japanese name is Akihiko Hideo. I'm going to be a senior at Jones Lab School this next year, I'm here with my beddie, BW Jefferson. She got the invitation. I'm just with her. Oh, Jones Lab School is in central Virginia close to Gordonsville."
So it went until BW's turn came. "As Johnny said, we've been beddies since I was seventh grade and he was ninth. My full name is Bright White, but I really prefer either BW or Akarui Shriro, which is my name in Japanese. My parents are the 11/12 dorm counselors at Jones Lab and have been for a long time. I've actually grown up in a dorm! Johnny and I actually have now had the same dorm room, 207, since the end of my seventh grade year. Of course we see my folks a lot and his folks live not far away so we see them, too. By the way I had no idea that Johnny's great great was such a hero.
"Oh. He didn't say, but he has sister at Jones in middle school and I have a brother who will be in second grade. "
So the introductions wound down. Doc Fred got back up. "Thank all of you for your introduction. This wasn't planned, but our male sixteen year old, Johnny Yamaguchi, pointed out one of the aims of this study - his great grandfather. I served ten years in the medical field in the US Army. The 442 did things that were awesome. Think of that when somebody says bad things about a strange person.
"Now. For the rest of the day -first, the three col-counselors will call out your names and take you to your first cottage. You will then get your luggage, add your clothing bag to it, take out your toilet kit, then put your bag in the bag room. One afternoon we will take a bus to nearby town for a movie and such, so you will need to be dressed for that.
"Other than that, your clothes will be your life jacket when in a boat, canoe, or kayak. Now, since you are still in two lines, and figeting a bit, we must look for tomorrow. Tonight you will be with either the person you came with or with the person we assigned you to. Eight of you came with a partner, while six will have your first actual match. This evening, after supper, we will form here and have the raffle for tomorrow. You two will get together after wake up and before breakfast. That will last until the following breakfast, but the new couples will draw after supper. And so it will go.
"Now, Tom and Becky, Cabin One Counselors, please call the names of your campers." They did and BW and Johnny heard their names and went to the two African-Americans who gathered the other couple, two sixteen year olds who had been matched up, So the six went first to the cottage, with some easy chairs, the four promised beds, the small bathroom, which was really a commode and two wash basins, and the kitchenette. They were then sent out to get their luggage. In the cottage they placed their white clothes bag and removed the toilet and skin stuff, then carried the bags to the luggage storage room.
Returning the six, sat in the center, surrounded by the beds and began to get aquainted.
The male sixteen turned out to be Albert, who turned out to be German, who spoke fine English, but with a German accent. Molly came from South Dakota. "Wow," BW said, this sure is a mixed group.
"It is," Tom said. "We are looking at how we can work together."
"Ja, Look, I don't know if this is personal, but whas ist ein beddie?"
BW laughed. "Only dormies use this at Jones, I think. Almost all of the rooms have two people, a guy and a girl. We have three ranks, no matter what grade you're in. There are room mates, two who get along together and things run smooth, Then there are roomies, who are maybe a bit more than just friends, And then there are beddies, like Johnny and me. After we started rooming together, we got to the beddie stage and pushed our beds together in the middle of our room. At first we had two beds side by side, but now, at least the top sheet and the blanket or quilt or whatever is big enough for both of us - even if Johnny steals the covers!"
"So you..." Molly asked, with a bit of a blush.
"Uh. Depends. BW and I didn't .. until earlier last year. We have a program called "Not Until Fourteen" and we kept that."
"Johnny did much longer, He waited for me."
"You hear that horn? Dinner. Let's head for the mess hall," Becky said.
They all went to a fantastic meal. BW heard several say "Like Hogwarts!" which made her smile, It was at least as good as either her mom or Johnny's mom could do.
As promised, after the meal they again formed up. Doc Fred came out with a wide brimmed ceramic jar. "There are seven slips of paper here, each with a girl's name on it. I will walk down the guy's line and and he will draw one name from it and look at it. If it's the girl he's with now, he will hold onto it, draw a second name, and return the first to the jar. When all names are drawn, we will go down the line and each guy will call the name of the girl he drew. That new couple will form after breakfast. That evening the girls will draw. Okay?"
So it went. The boys started down the line. Johnny, of course, being sixteen announced second, "Cindy Smith," and a slightly chubby, stacked red head raised her hand. The boy who had arrived wearing a kilt, who had proven that underwear is not worn with a kilt, called BW Jefferson and she raised her hand. Well, he's fourteen, she thought.
After the raffle they returned to Cabin One and more talk. Some real board games and finally the kids started looking towards the beds. "Uh. Morgen. We will not be in this bed tomorrow?" Albert asked.
"Not both of you, no," Becky responded. "You will strip the bed. Staff will wash all the bedding and tomorrow night you and your partner will make and sleep in it. That will be how we will work until you go home the morning of day eight. Okay?" The four nodded agreement.
A few minutes after ten the four campers and the two counselors did teeth brushing, foot rinsing and such and got into bed after the overhead lights were off, BW and Johnny snuggled and kissed, then lay awake listening to Albert and Molly getting adjusted to the ideas of this camp. While BW and Johnny traced a now well worn path to the finality of their physical love, they also heard some bumping and dodging with the other couple.
As BW and Johnny moved towards their orgasms BW bit her pillow to keep from making any love noises. From where Tom and Becky's bed BW began to hear moans, sighs, and short words until finally BW heard Becky say "Tom, keep fucking me. Yes."
With that the pillow slipped from her mouth. "Oh, Johnny," she said as she felt his first shot of cum. Then it was over with their cuddle. Just as they were drifting off to sleep, BW heard her new sister Molly breathe, "Oh! Albert. YES!" She smiled, kissed Johnny again, and fell asleep.
As normal, BW woke before Johnny. Well, if she were to be with fourteen year old Charlie McGregor for the next 24 hours, she might as well say goodbye to Johnny in a fun way. Her hand crept down to find his cock in its morning wood condition. She pulled back the covers, slid down, and eased it into her mouth. No technique, no fancy stuff, just a simple cock in mouth blow job. She was getting into it when Johnny said softy, "And good morning to you, two, Love. I won't last much longer."
"Good," she said as she raised her head from her flesh toy and then went back to work.
"Yes!!" he said, probably a bit too loud as she felt his cock twitch and then send his cum into her mouth. She kept the dick in her mouth until he was finished, then lay on his stomach,
She heard clapping, causing her to look up to see the counselors out of bed and clapping, then turned to see Albert and Molly sitting side by side on their bed looking at them.
"Nice show," Tom said.
"Glad you liked it," BW said.
"Now, strip the bed, then wash up for breakfast," Becky said.
So the four campers did as told, went to a breakfast as good as dinner had been, then gathered around a new board mounted on the dining hall wall, low enough so all could reach it. "Gather round," Doc Fred called as everybody finished their meal. "This is your progress chart. Now, there are no points for last night or this morning up to now. But we want to fill in that day so you have an idea of what is going on. See on top, the abbreviations: VI, AI, OI, and MM. Anybody got figure out what each of those mean? Questions?"
One boy raised his hand, BW saw he was Charlie McGregor with whom she would soon be partnered. He stood next to a girl with, for her age, large breasts, obviously a C cup, but still quite firm and proud. "Uh, yes sir. Uh, I don't know the scientific or polite word for it, but what about titty fucking?" The girl's cheeks turned pink, but she smiled.
"Hmmmm. We hadn't thought of that. It does lead to a male orgasm and many women who can enjoy it Okay, we will add TF to the abbreviations. Any other questions? Good. Starting with the youngest, please go to the board, take a magic marker and in the first block next to your initials, record your activity from the time you arrived here until now. "
"Oh, Doc Fred," a girl whose name BW didn't recognize, if a couple is having OI, do both get credit?"
"Yes, Absolutely. And if they then turn about and the earlier receiver becomes the giver, not would be a total of two OIs apiece," He looked around. "Okay, Jenny, then Bobby, go record." Jenny, with just small breastlets walked up to the board and wrote next to JM, "OI, MM." Bobby Simmons took the magic marker from her and after BS wrote, MM, OI while trying to make his three inch hard on less visible. The others followed suit. When it came time for BW, she logged, VI, OI, as did Johnny at his turn. She looked at the others. Four only had one comment, OI for two and MM for two. Probably the thirteen year olds and a fourteen, she thought. She noticed that only one couple recorded three events, OI, VI, VI.
"So this is the way we do it. You may log your events after each one, wait to morning, or make it a combination. Now go talk to your companion for the day."
Without much hesitation the seven new couples went to each other. Some shook hands some kissed, some just talked. Charlie walked up to BW and put his arms around her. "We might as well get acquainted quickly," he said. She responded by hugging him, too. "Good idea," she replied but noticed that he suddenly went hard.
"Say. I see they have canoes and a float out in the lake. You know how to paddle a canoe?" he asked, his accent barely audible.
"I've been in one a few times. Good idea," BW said, breaking the hug, but holding out her hand which he took. They walked down to the dock, stopping at the land end to read the instructions no more than three to a canoe, or one to a one seat kayak, or four to a row boat. All must wear a life preserver - see life jacket storage chest. Tie vessel securely if stopping at floating dock and upon return. Don't stand up any any vessel other than to enter or exit, They followed the instructions, donning the life jackets properly, then entering the canoe (# 11) carefully, but still rocking it a bit on entering.
They got themselves co-ordinated, Charlie in the stern, BW in the bow and paddled to the dock without any conversation. Arriving they tied it up securely then climbed up onto the dock to find that there were four inflated air mattresses, each sitting in a frame to keep them from sliding around. Charlie tugged BW to one and they sat down on it.
"You are quite an attractive lass," Charlie said after they had both taken off their jackets.
"You're a good looking guy yourself," BW replied. "So do you have a girl friend back home?"
"Yes. She really wanted to come, but her parents said absolutely not, so I'm here without her. You?"
"Yes. Johnny. The Jusei - the Asian looking boy."
"What's a Jusei?"
"Fourth generation from Japan. His great grandparents came from Japan to Hawaii at the end of nineteenth century. So. I guess we should talk about our sexual history?"
"I guess so," Charlie replied. "You want to go first?"
"Well, Johnny and I became beddies at twelve and fourteen, but I kept my V until I was 14/1 and he kept his until the day I surrendered mine."
"Wait a moment. Speak English, please!" He laughed a bit,
"Oh, yeah. We both go to Jones Lab School as boarding students. I'm really not one since my folks are dorm counselors and live in an apartment in the dorm. I grew up there until Johnny and I started going together and we moved into a vacant dorm room - 207. My kid brother still lives in the apartment - he's six,"
"Your folks let you share a room with your boyfriend?"
"Uh huh. Anyway, we became beddies soon after that. What that means is that we pushed our beds together so we sort of slept together. The V we both wore meant we were virgins. Jones students actually call them pussy V's because we just couldn't do the original way - but we could do the other stuff, Jones wants all the students to remain a pussy virgin until at least the day after the fourteenth birthday. Okay?
"So after my 14/1 we started having what Doc Fred so nicely calls, vaginal intercourse. I'm sure you know all the names. We do the other stuff on the chart, too. In fact we normally start with oral if we have the time. So, what about you?"
"Well, to tell the truth, Chelsea and I first started having real sex. You know, we starting out with kissing, which led to snogging, and finally one evening with parents gone and me not supposed to be there, it led to being undressed on her bed and..."
"Uh, I've read Harry Potter and all that, but I've never really understood what snogging means."
"Well, me and my mates think it's at least heavy kissing, using the tongue, heavy hugging, touching, maybe even under the shirt or skirt. Maybe even a bit more."
"That's what I sort of thought. Okay. Shall we start with snogging and see where we go?"
"Good idea. Uh, honestly, I've only snagged with Chelsea." With that the two went into a hug, then kissed, then kissed again with a tongue duel as they slowly sank down to the firm air mattress. From there Charlie worked rapidly, playing with BW's nice breasts, then moving to her trimmed pussy, even sliding a finger between her vertical lips.
"Uh, Charlie, You're doing great. Let me help out a bit." With that she began to kiss her way down his chest towards his cock. There, a lick a kiss, another lick. "Charlie, you cum fast."
"I, I think I will."
"I thought it might be." She took his five or so inches into her mouth and began to bob. The fourth or fifth bob she felt the warning twitch.
"BW, BW, I'm..." as she felt his first blast. He gave her five good shots of a very sweet cum before he stopped. She rested with her mouth on his cock for a minute before raising her head. "I'm sorry," he said softly.
"That's okay.' She slid back up.
"I want to kiss you," he said. They did. "I've only done Chelsea once. I don't know how good Ill be."
"I'll coach you."
"Thanks," Charlie followed her lead to slide down her breasts and belly to her trimmed mons venus and then to her slit for some tonguing as she began to coach him both for her clit and inside her lips.
"Uh, Charlie, You got me to cum. Nice little one."
"Should I continue?"
"God, yes!" Two minutes later she moaned, "Oh, Charlie, Very good. Oh," she reached for his cock. "You're ready. Come do it, Charlie, Come fuck me." He slid up and his cock slipped in as though it had been there before.
He lasted much longer this time. BW had two more small cums as he sped up. "I'm gonna," he moaned,
"Oh, BW!!" as he began to buck the second time. This cum made her thrust her hips hard up to him.
"Oh, God!! YYES!! YES!! OH HELL YESS!! CHARLIE!! SO GOOD!!" She slumped back, "Yessss!!"
They lay together for several minutes. Quietly she said into his ear. "Charlie, tell you something, It's a bit after nine now. At six this morning I sucked Johnny. Now I've sucked you, you've eaten me, and we had one of the best screws I've ever had. Wow. How about when you're up to it in say ten to fifteen minutes, let's try doggie style and then go for a swim, then paddle back. Then find something to do before lunch. Okay?"
"What's doggie style?"
"Oh, I get on my hands and knees, you get on your knees behind me and come in from behind. Don't you and ...Chelsea do that?"
Uh..we've never done it any way but her on the bottom and me on top."
"Oh, boy. This could be an interesting day."
They rested, talking until BW saw that Charlie's cock once more stuck straight out from him. "Okay, Charlie. Woow, woow! Touch me. I think I'm still nice and damp." He ran his hand between her thighs, slipping his finger between her lips,
"Oh, you are!" She rolled onto her stomach then rose to her hands and knees. He got behind her, fumbled for a bit feeling for the entrance, found it and began to slide in.
"Oh!! We're so sorry," came a male voice.
"Yes. We'll go someplace else," came a female voice.
BW turned to see a guy on the ladder, looking fifteen and a girl who she thought was the fourteen year old, standing on the platform at water level. "You've seen us. There are three more air mattresses here. Don't know about your cabin, but even the counselors got it on last night. Join us."
She saw the two look at each other, then nod before coming up on the dock. They went and sat on another air mattress as BW and Charlie began his introduction to the doggie method. Bw thought he caught on quickly as his thrusts were strong enough to cause her to put her face down on the air mattress. She came again, three times, trying to keep the volume down, but gasps and moans escaped until Charlie shot his third load into her. They collapsed into a pile of limbs. BW turned her head to see the other couple already having sex - vaginal sex, with him lying down on his back and her on top, but facing away from him, leaning down towards his feet. "Look at the other two," she whispered.
"Damn," he said,
"Yeah,"
Sitting on a bed in one of the cottages, Cindy Smith, 15, and Johnny Yamaguchi, 16 talked quietly. "I knew what I was getting into, Johnny when I signed up. Yeah, my boy friend wanted to go and talked me into it. But now I'm here and you're here and we're sitting on a bed that another couple will sleep in tonight and I'm just all confused. It's not you. You're cute and smart. I listened to you last night talk about your grandfather.
"I mean, I want to get with the program. Do I make any sense?"
"You do, Cindy." He put his arm on her shoulder. "Just relax. Take some deep breaths. That's it. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to do anything we don't agree on. But I guess we need to try to do what these guys want. I mean they're adults and I don't think they are perverts." He looked her in the face and smiled. He pursued his lips, a fake kiss. She smiled and did the same. She put her hand on his shoulder. He moved closer. She tilted her head, They kissed, Briefly. Then a second kiss. A third lasted much longer, The fourth turned serious and arms came around the other. Hands began to roam.
"Cindy. Game starter." He took her hand and put it on his cock. She didn't remove it. He put his hand on her snatch, rubbing it. She smiled, His fingers found her clit and rubbed it. Her fingers circled his dick and began to jack it. His middle finger found her opening. She gasped and began to jack him a bit faster. He began to seriously frig her dampening pussy.
"Yeah," she breathed. She looked down at his cock, then leaned over and kissed the tip. "Johnny, I'm relaxing."
"Cindy, I'm close to cumming."
"There paper towels." That sent Johnny over so he geysered. "Oh. Me, too!" Cindy moaned. She shook that off and went to get paper towels - a fair amount of them. Johnny cleaned himself up while she watched silently. "I brought a lot of towels. Uh, that girl last night with the big boobs mentioned titty fucking. Buck and I've done that a few times. He likes it. It's okay with me."
"So how do you do it? BW and I never thought of that. She's got great boobs, but they aren't big."
"You look fairly light. You sit on my stomach, right below my boobs. Your dick goes between my boobs as I hold them close and you go back and forth. It really does turn me on."
"Let's try it," Johnny said, casting all thought of BW trying to do that, not with 32B's.
"Okay," With that she stretched out on her back, then took her hands and put them on the outside of each boob. "Now sit, maybe more of a squat, move up close. Yeah. Now I push my boobs against your cock. You start to go back and forth, slowly at first, of course. Then pick up speed, Yeah."
"But when I cum?"
"Warn me. I'll close my eyes. Buck's normally landed mostly on my neck. Wipe it off. Yeah. I like the look on your face, Yeah."
Johnny looked down at her smiling face. "I like yours, too, So different. Wow, Close. Getting close, Ah, shit, Cindy, Close your eyes." She closed them just in time. "Oh, so good," he bugled as he watched his cum shoot out, most falling short of her face."
So he cleaned her up. Thirty minutes later, after they finally accomplished a VI, they lay cuddled until the lunch bell rang. They got up and went to the dining hall to see several campers recording their morning. When the board cleared they went up to the board. Cindy wrote in the Day II square after CS, MM, TF, VI. Johnny found his JY and added the same. He looked to find BJ to find OS,OS, VI, VI, OS. And it was noon.
That day and the following continued. On the second day and after there were some projects and classes, both for things like boating, crafts, woodsmanship, archery and so on. But each new couple wanted more experiences. Girls quickly sent out messages that if you are wary of the butt fuck requirement, twelve year old Nathan Vanderboort was the one to do you. And he was happy to oblige.
Thursday Johnny and BW bumped into each other at the luggage room. "Having fun?" Johnny asked.
"Yeah, but I miss you. Jeremy wants to see the pottery thing. I told him I might go for a swim."
"Helen wants to see about quilting." He took her shoulders. "Akarui Shriro. There's a trail going into the woods twenty feet from here. It goes to a beautiful clearing about a quarter mile into the woods. There's even a little maple growing out of a mound of five stones. Let me grab a pillow and a blanket and let's go there."
"You want to see a bonsai, or make love."
"Make love,"
"Go get the blanket and pillow. I'll be just inside the trees." If staff compared sexual encounter data for Johnny and BW for that day, they each had an OI and two VI different from their day's partner. They wouldn't have known BW's expression or comment when she entered the clearing.
Then Day Six came. The day's couples formed, ready to experiment. Doc Fred went to his normal spot for announcements. He blew his whistle, which he didn't normally do. "Pay attention as this day is different. You have married up with your partner for the day as you have starting with day II. But. Starting right after lunch we have a steeple chase, if you will. Today you can easily figure out who your partner for Day Seven is. That person and the person you were with on Day One are off limits, as they say in the army. Your task is to have physical contact with the five people you have already made contact with. It doesn't make any difference which thing happens. I note from the board that most of you have experienced at least once each type of intercourse and received credit. The hunt ends with dinner call. Then you and today's partner return for the evening and night,
"Take this as a sex scavenger hunt if you will. Also, anything that happens today before lunch, record. Right after lunch staff will draw a line after your last encounter. Now, how does that movie line go? `May the odds be always in your favor.'" That got laughter. But the fourteen subjects looked around, picking out their five legal partners.
BW thought quickly. The one thing she had not done was the titty fuck. With her 32Bs,, that was not going to happen, probably. But, tomorrow her last companion was Henry and he looked like a horse. Length was normal, but really thick. So maybe. She had done an anal, but just then twelve year old Joey walked by, this three inches sticking straight out. "Nathan," she called. "Let's," he turned and rushed to her. "This cabin," she said.
"Sure. Butt?"
"Yeah." They went into the cabin. There was already a couple on one bed, in the 69 position. Two for the price of one, BW thought. "I see you've done anal with several of us girls."
"You're the only one I haven't. Lie down," he said. BW shrugged her shoulders, lay down on her stomach, opening her thighs. Joey squirmed in and without any foreplay,, she felt him guide his little hard on in. It took awhile before he squeaked, "I'm cumming." Then he got up. Well, that's Nathan and anal, she thought, as she got up.
Albert and Becca also just stood up from the bed where they had exchanged oral sex. BW grinned while pointing at Albert. "Good idea," Becca said. "Hey Nathan. Ready for another?"
"Sure," he said. The two girls crossed over, giving each other a hug as they went, then BW hugged Albert and Becca hugged Nathan.
"Albert. You and Becca did 69. Do you have enough time to do a one on one and a one on one?"
"Was?"
"Like you go down on me and then I suck you or I suck you and then you go down on me. I like it best that way."
"Sure. Sure. Lie down. I'll take care of you first." So she did, enjoying Albert's nice ministrations. He enjoyed her efforts, too. Two down, three to go, she thought. She went into the next cottage to see all four beds occupied, one by her seventh partner to be, Buck with Molly, playing with each other. The second was Johnny, on top of Cindy, her with her arms wrapped around Johnny and her feet inside his legs. She'd reached the very vocal stage as Johnny picked up his rhythm. She turned and walked outside, to wait for one of the guys who would be available to come out. Then Jack, the other fourteen year old boy came along. "Hey, Jack. We need each other."
"Yeah. I need a blow job."
"I need to get screwed."
"That's precise." They both laughed. "Look, walk over to the picnic area. You sit on a bench and I'll stand up. Okay. Then, if you want, bend over and I'll come from behind."
"Sounds good." She grabbed his hand and they went to nearest table where BW sat down, Jack stood in front and she got to work on him. He took awhile even with her interesting little tricks for dicks. On her turn she came four times with him. Both went away happy.
At one point Johnny and BW crossed each other. Her last former partner, Marvin stood talking briefly to Johnny. She heard him say,"BW."
"BW what?" she asked. "Hi, Marvin. Look time, no screw."
"Yeah. Johnny here says he bets you haven't done a good ole
M&M yet."
"I haven't."
"Me neither. Let's go do one together."
"Sure. Let me kiss Johnny. That's legal," So they kissed and then BW walked Marvin back to the picnic table where they sat facing the table, did some preliminary hugging, kissing, and dropping before bringing each other off by hand.
"Done," they both said. Then Marvin looked, "Hey, looks like Three is empty. Want a more interesting encore?"
"Like what?"
"Backwards cowgirl."
"I'll ride in that saddle."
"Let's go." So they did. For the next two and a half hours the seven boys and seven girls continued to circulate, pairing up, chalking up another AI,MM, OI,TF, or VI, going back for more. Fourteen rather subdued campers arrived for dinner but waited patiently as they recorded their final accomplishments. Both BW and Johnny smiled at theirs. They both seemed to be leading, depending on what happened after dinner.
The campers formed up for the last time as already know partners paired up. Starting the second days, the first thing that happened was a kiss, so Buck leaned over and BW stretched and they kissed. Then they headed off for Cabin One, their cabin for the last night. Getting there first, they grabbed the bed by the door and sat down.
"Look, Buck, I don't know about you, but I'm about wore out."
"Me, too."
"The one thing I haven't done, in fact have never done, is titty fuck. So, I think with you, maybe I can."
"You can't? You have nice looking boobs."
"All the boys say that. I'm rather proud of them myself, but a pair of 32 Bs is a pair of 32 Bs."
"So? Can't you squeeze them?"
"No. Look at mine. See how far apart my breasts are?"
"Yeah. I guess that's one thing guys don't notice.
"You're telling me. Guys notice maybe three things - size, shape, and nipples. Maybe the areola if they're big. And I say I'm a 32B, but maybe really a 30B or a 32A. Sure, a 32B sounds best."
"So you want to try?"
"Yeah. I lie down, you sit on my chest below my boobs, right? "
"Yep. Actually, sort of kneel." With that BW lay down on the bed on her back. Buck knelt above her, knees on either side and scooted up until his now hard dick rested between her 30B or 32A or 32B nicely shaped breasts made the cock seem to lie in a valley. She took her hands, cupped her breasts at their base and pushed them together. "Contact," Buck said and began to move back and forth. "Yep."
"I feel it," she said.
"Should we come back later?" came a voice. BW saw Buck turn.
"Hey, I think it's okay. I'm pretty sure everybody has seen everybody do everything today. Come in, Becca and Marvin."
"Yeah," BW said. "You watch us; we watch you. We're closer to finishing. Say, grab a towel. I may need it soon." Becca and Marvin laughed, then Buck joined in, still rocking back and forth.
"Oh, yeah, Hurry, please," Buck said, his breath heavy. Seconds later a tea towel landed on BW's shoulder. Just then, "Yes!" as BW actually watched a thick white stream shoot over her eyes and land on her forehead. A few seconds later she felt another land, maybe on her cheek, maybe her nose. A third and final landed from her mouth to her throat.
"Uh," she said.
`Yeah," Buck said as he got up while handing her the towel.
"It's not romantic, but I'm going to take a shower. There's room, you know."
"Great." They did. Then they made the bed and got in it to snuggle together. They listened as Becca and Marvin fooled around and maybe had some form of sex, but fell asleep before the other couple finished. They did, however, punch each other over the sexual noise of the counselors, which didn't surprise either of them as each had heard Cottage I at least once before.
Morning came. The two woke refreshed for plenty of time before breakfast. They took it. Their enthusiasm woke the counselors, Becca and Marvin. Soon four teens and two 20 somethings stood under three showers before going to breakfast.
The farewell breakfast outdid the others, a feat hard to do. As campers and counselors finished, Doc Fred went to the head and again blew his whistle.
"Well, this is farewell. I note there were no physical fights and only a few verbal ones. In an hour you will go to luggage storage, get your bags, take them to your last cottage and dress. Before you go to get your stuff, we will meet one last time. Part of this will be a farewell. Part will be a recognition for achievements. Part will be some preliminary findings.
"So. Down that last excellent link sausage. Sip that last coffee or orange juice or both, take your stuff to the wash window and then go outside to our meeting point. Once again, for the last time, let me remind you not to break any limbs or kill anybody, "
The fourteen campers and the counselors quickly but painlessly got all the breakfast stuff taken up and returned. They went out to the now named "Square" to take their places in two facing lines. Doc Fred walked between them. "Okay, Now, with our two seventeen year olds leading us, please you two walk towards each other and as you pass your friend of the other sex, please shake hands, hug,or kiss. Don't go any further than that. Then form one line, paired up with the person you either came with or were paired with for the first day. "
That could have gone smoother as a few couples almost had a breakdown as the line formed. But things happened and soon Johnny and BW stood together as one of the age bumps in the line.
"Now, we're all standing. Please go to the shelter and find a seat. Seating arrangement is on the couples. " The fourteen headed for the picnic tables, the four couples who came as a couple, sat as a couple, while the other three were mixed.
"Okay. Let's get to yesterday's event. Seems that all of you made your goal and most exceeded it in the number of events happened with you. Now, as you know, of the fourteen of you, eight came as couples and the other six came as individuals who were paired up for the first day.
"To the four couples. Did any of you see the person you came with having sex with another camper today. If so, and if you are comfortable about it, please raise your hand."
The fourteen looked about as the others did the same. Slowly three hands raised, Buck, Johnny, and BW. "Wow. A couple. Interesting perhaps. So, ladies first? BW? "
"Well, okay. I walked into cabin II to see if I could find a partner. The first thing I see is that all four beds were occupied. The one closest to me had Cindy and Johnny in the missionary position. She had her arms wrapped around him and her feet inside his legs so I could actually see....uh, should I be technical or normal in my description?"
"I'd say normal."
"Okay. I could see his dick going in and out of her pussy. She was moaning and talking.'Oh, fuck me Johnny, Keep fucking me.' Things like that.' And I thought, that's what Johnny and I must look like when we're making love."
"Did it bother you?"
"Truth, maybe for a second. Yeah, I know Johnny's had a few other girls, but I was his first. I think I'll be his last. And it's not that I haven't had sex with a few other guys. It's just I'd never seen him with another girl doing it." She laughed. "You know, actually seeing screwing going on, it's sort of funny or even gross. I mean you see his dick going in and out, and maybe her butt. Uhh."
"Thanks, BW. So, Johnny?"
"Well, I watched BW and Jack walk to a picnic table. BW sat down on the bench facing out and Jack came up to her. She guided his dick into her mouth and she began to give him a blow job. Not a simple in and out or up and down, but a real class job. You know, licking, sucking, sucking his balls, everything, He was moaning and she was doing her little humming thing. Apparently he took a long time before he came. At first it got to me a bit but then I figured, we've been together for two years now. In those two years she's given me at least two hundred blow jobs. I've gone down on her at least the same number of times. I know at least six other girls have sucked me, other than the ones here. I suspect she's blown at least that many boys."
"At least," BW said."
"So, this was different because I actually saw it. And could see she enjoyed doing it. I mean she had her hands on his butt, rubbing it.
"Did it bother you?"
"No it didn't. But maybe because of something I saw five minutes earlier."
"Hmm. And what was that?"
"No names, but I walked into a cabin to see two girls tonguing one dick. I just turned and left." Noises came from several, both campers and staff.
"I see. Well, here's what's come clear. It's possible to set aside old feelings, perhaps prejudice, both age and ethnicity. We saw interactions from everybody from 12 to 17. I have to given special credit to Jenny for trying tit fucking three times. She actually achieved it with the third attempt. How did you do that, Jenny?"
"Well, Buck would go down on one boob and slip over to go up on the other. I pushed down on the one his cock rested on with my hand. Gotta say getting squirted on my face wasn't so cool." The laughter on that sounded friendly.
"So. We think we will try this next year with a new group of campers, We may be in touch with some of you for various things, Now, give hugs if you want, then get your stuff from the store room, go to your last cabin, get dressed and either go to your vehicle and depart or wait for your ride home. Good bye and good luck."
The fourteen broke and headed for the store room, then went to the cabin they had last slept in to dress. The three couples looked at each other, Buck and BW, Nathan and Jenny - well, they had to pair off at some time, and Jack and Cindy. Suddenly all three couples clinched, started kissing madly and then groping each other. Then sitting on their bed for the night, then lying down until all three were doing something, Nathan and Jenny masturbating each other, while Jack and Cindy acted old fashion but BW and Buck made love doggy style, BW's face pushed into the mattress from Buck's thrusts,
Later, carry her small suitcase and sack BW waited by the car until Johnny arrived, his arm around Molly. They stopped and gave each other a final kiss. Then he walked to BW and kissed her.
"I think I saw a fire trail leading off the highway about three miles back. Want to stop there and get in the back seat?"
"Yeah," BW said. "Sounds like a plan."
Just after leaving the camp gate Johnny looked over at BW, seating sideways, her hands behind her back. "What are you doing, BW?"
"Unhooking my bra. I'm not going to wait a half hour while you tear it apart to get to my boobs."
When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected.
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