An Ordinary Teenage Sex Life

Chapter 20: Transition

“Unnnghhh! Eat me! Eat me!” Dawn whimpered, arching her back while her entire lower torso shuddered. She tossed her head side to side, sending waves of fine blonde hair flying in every direction. Her eyelids closed to mere slits, letting a penetrating blue stare only peek out while her mouth contorted in ecstasy. I watched her ab muscles rolling and contracting as her orgasm swept through her body. And letting her hands free of her own prodigious breasts, she reached down and clamped her hands onto DJ’s tits, squeezing them roughly as she knelt astride her little sister’s face.

DJ herself was writhing and bucking. Her upper body was immobilized by Dawn’s weight, but her hips were thrusting upwards into Brooke’s face, my little sister gripping her best friend’s thighs in a futile attempt to keep her target still. But despite DJ’s thrashing, Brooke was able to keep her tongue and lips in place as she furiously tongued DJ to an earth-shattering climax of her own.

And all the while, I drilled my little sister from behind, my hands gripping her hips and pulling her light body back to meet each thrust as I sawed my thick dick in and out of her tight snatch. My unyielding rod battered apart her delicate pussy lips, repeatedly penetrating and then exiting her narrow channel as she squirmed and wriggled in response to the intense sensations.

When Brooke finally tripped into her orgasm, I felt the tremors inside her pussy as she squeezed and vibrated, her whole body trembling as she picked her head up and moaned ecstatically as her mind was overwhelmed with pure bliss. Those internal spasms were all that was needed to finish me off, and at the last second I decided to pull out and hose down Brooke’s perky buttcheeks, my creamy white jism a nice contrast to her tanned skin as I left glob after stringy glob all over the 15-year-old’s perfect hemispheres. And when her arms gave out and she collapsed forward onto her belly, the excess jizz drizzled away from me down her asscheeks to pool in my little sister’s lower back.

Dawn was the first to moved around and stick her tongue into that ivory puddle of man-goo. DJ, even more of a cumslut than her sister, was quickly on the other side of Brooke’s prone body as she too sought to lick up everything within reach. And as always, the sight of the beautiful blonde sisters so eagerly going after my spunk was exciting enough to keep me in a state of near-permanent hardness.

DJ soon left the remaining cleanup of Brooke to Dawn and moved over to me, taking my half-hard cock into her mouth and using her newly acquired expertise to bring me back to full mast. I patted the young teen’s blonde head appreciatively as I caught my breath and readied myself for the next round.

At that point, Dawn rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up to her chest with her thighs spread to the sides, lewdly exposing her pussy to view. “Take me to heaven, honey?”

“Ooh, me too!” DJ popped off my erection and went immediately beside her sister, rolling onto her back and adopting an identical position.

Looking back and forth between the two sisters’ naked bodies and shaved snatches, I felt like a drunk trying to decide between two identical pitchers of beer. So pragmatically I offered. “Looks like I have to fuck you both at the same time.”

“Better enjoy this while you can, Ben,” Dawn giggled. “Our periods start tomorrow,” she reminded me.

I nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ll fuck you both hard enough you’ll still remember it in a week.”

“Ben, can you take us up to the Garden of Me this afternoon?” Eden opened her eyes WIDE in what she knew was a surefire way to get me to say ‘yes’. I couldn’t help it. My baby sister really did have puppy-dog eyes. In a baby-cute voice, she explained, “Brooke was supposed to do it today but she’s going somewhere with Annndrew… Againnn.”

I chuckled at how Eden had intercepted me as I left the bathroom. “Sure. Lemme ask Dawn if she’ll come.”

“Okay!” Eden bounced away happily, moving quickly to Emma and the twins’ friends Jenny Wong and Ana Ramirez. The girls huddled together and quickly planned their afternoon, chattering rapid-fire like chipmunks.

I smiled and headed back towards the lodge lounge, where I’d already arranged to meet up with Dawn after my bathroom break. On the way, I saw Brooke shyly slipping her hand into Andrew Hemingway’s. This was the third afternoon in a row they were spending alone together.

Andrew saw me and waved. He’d been really formal and polite with me, recognizing that my sister and I were very close and that he wanted to be on my good side. Brooke caught his wave and turned to see me, blushing and smiling sweetly.

I looked at the happy expression on my sister’s face, completely serene and without tension, bitchiness, or any sign of her evil tendencies. The improvement in her attitude couldn’t have just been her budding romance. She’d been dating Perry and still been a little brat at home. Maybe it was because she was getting properly laid. After all, I knew how relaxing a good orgasm could be and this way, Brooke could focus on getting to know Andrew without awkward sexual tension. Hmm, I very much liked the new and improved Brooke. Maybe I should have started banging her much earlier.

Anyways, I waved the young couple along and turned inside. Dawn was by the pool table, hoisting a stick and tossing the cue ball in her left hand. “Feel like losing another couple bucks?”

I groaned. Dawn was an expert pool shark (something about Newtonian physics), and I’d already lost more than $20 to her this summer. Then again, I was sure I could pay her back with sexual favors.

I shook my head in the negative. “The twins are asking me to chaperone them up to the Garden. Feel like a good hike?”

“What, like we need more exercise?” Dawn rolled her eyes and grinned. But then she added, “Sure, just let me change into better shoes.”

My girlfriend then leaned her head back and elevated her arms into the air, stretching her lithe body out, which thrust her D-cups forward to strain the fabric of her halter top. Gary Wong promptly scratched over at the next pool table, missing the cue ball completely and smacking the eight-ball directly into the side pocket.

Unawares, Dawn turned her head to the collective groan of the guys at the next pool table. “What happened?”

I chuckled and slipped my arm around her waist. “I’ll tell you later. C’mon, let’s get moving before Emma starts whining.”

“Hurry uh-uup, Ben!” Emma whined, stretching the word ‘up’ into two syllables. Her fists perched on her hips as she stood atop a boulder further up the trail. As the baby of the family, she was used to pouting and always getting her way. Our parents doted on the twins, spoiling them incessantly; but they were outgrowing their cuteness.

“I’m going to remind you of this when you guys are lagging behind us on the way home,” I called ahead. Dawn and I were taking our time, just enjoying our physical proximity to each other and occasionally commenting on the things around us.

I was still amazed at our relationship. Even though I was currently having sex with three girls, there was never any doubt who was the one romantic love in my life. DJ and Brooke deferred to Dawn at all times, and what they said was true: Everyone in the entire camp pretty much assumed Dawn and I would end up married, even people who weren’t related to us.

If marriage was anything like this summer had been, I would be the happiest man on Earth. Except for sleeping and the occasional toilet break, Dawn and I had spent every single moment of every day together since arriving at camp. That’s pretty much sixteen hours a day. If you consider that I averaged less than two hours a day of quality time together with any of my previous girlfriends, I felt like the past two and a half weeks had been more like five months straight. And in that entire time, I couldn’t remember a single fight. We were perfect together.

Which was why I was now starting to freak out. After all, in another week and a half, we would be separated once again.

Sure, we were used to spending eleven months apart; and after the past summer, we’d realized we were falling in love with each other and still endured the time away. But that was last summer. This time, I felt in my core being that Dawn was my soulmate and I couldn’t imagine even one more day without her. How would I live without her by my side?

“My mom says we’re all getting new cell phones when we get back,” Dawn tried to reassure me. “There’s this family plan and Cingular has this Mobile-to-Mobile thing where the calls to another Cingular phone are free. Convince your parents to get you one and we can talk all the time. Heck, I can put you on speakerphone and listen to you sleep.”

I scrunched up my forehead as I kicked a pebble in front of me. “I guess. Don’t get me wrong, talking on the phone with you is far better than nothing. But…” I sighed. “I’ve never been a phone person, Dawn. You know that. I mean, I’ve kinda always been out of sight, out of mind. I don’t know how to carry on a conversation without seeing someone’s face and getting that… feedback.”

“You’ll figure it out,” she said firmly. “For ME, you’ll figure it out.”

I smiled at that. “Of course I will,” I said with confidence. For Dawn, I could do anything.

“Besides,” Dawn said. “One thing at a time. First you have to get used to not having sex with me anymore.”

“What?” I stopped dead in my tracks. “Why?”

“Period. Remember? I mean, maybe we can still do it, but it’s gonna get messy and cleaning up blood out in the woods doesn’t sound like fun.”

“Oh right, right.” Bashfully, I looked in earnest at my girlfriend. “But we can still do other stuff, right?”

Dawn giggled, “Of course.” She looked up the trail. And with a naughty grin she purred, “Should I drop to my knees right now?”

Uncontrollably, I groaned. But my eyes flicked up the trail to where Emma was once again glaring at us to hurry up. “Fucking tease,” I growled.

Dawn just laughed and looped her arm through mine. And then we hurried to catch up to the little ones.

Dawn DID give me a quick blowjob when we snuck away for a couple of minutes. The girls, of course, noticed. And Dawn and I had a momentary panic attack when Ana tapped her chin and told Dawn, “You’ve got a bit of spit or something right here.”

Dawn blushed and wiped away the glob of semen. Then she quickly jumped into the pool and rinsed her face off to make sure there were no further remains. After that, we horsed around with the younger ones, even getting into a few chicken fights where Dawn and I were the bases while the four 11-year-olds took turns perching on our shoulders and trying to wrestle each other off.

We napped and relaxed in the shade. Dawn was sitting up and chatting with the girls while I dozed with my head in her lap. The valley between her thighs made a wonderful pillow and I couldn’t help but give her a few winks, knowing that I was just inches away from a very naughty place. Dawn had to slap my cheek when I made a move to kiss her down there, right in front of the young ones.

After that, we had to sneak away into the bushes to have a full quickie, possibly our last vaginal intercourse for the next week. This time, Dawn made damn sure there weren’t any stray globs of semen anywhere visible when we were done. Awkward questions would NOT be fun.

There was also one moment that justified our presence as chaperones. The girls were all jumping off a 10-foot ledge into the pool, doing cannonballs or otherwise just trying to make big splashes. At one point, Jenny Wong slipped while climbing up the rocks and opened a nasty set of cuts along her knee. I was quickly on the scene with the first aid kit to disinfect it and put on some bandages. After that, no one was in the mood to keep jumping and we packed up and headed home.

“Ready to go?” I hoisted my backpack and looked back at the cabin door, where Brooke was coming out with her own backpack, the buckle that connected the two shoulder straps still loose.

Brooke nodded, but I saw the loose buckle and smiling, I stepped forward and grabbed the two halves, snapping them together just above her breasts. And as I pulled my hands away, without really thinking I let my fingertips trail down her slopes before pulling away.

Brooke blushed and looked up at me. “Getting a little too close to the goods there, aren’t you?”

“I intend to get a lot closer than that, sis,” I said in a husky voice, my eyes communicating my lust.

She grinned with a twinkle in her eye. For the past two days, with the Evans sisters out of commission on their periods, Brooke and I had been the primary sexual couple. Sure, Dawn and DJ played around with us, and DJ even started to show some signs of Dayna’s affinity for anal play. But Brooke had certainly been enjoying the increased attention I was paying her.

Hooking my thumbs into my own shoulder straps, I turned and we made the short walk to the Evans cabin. Dawn and DJ had yet to emerge, and I checked my watch to verify the time.

When the Evans sisters were five minutes late, I started to get impatient. Dawn was usually like clockwork in her punctuality, a trait I found rare in the girls I knew and just one of the many things that made me love Dawn that much more. Fortunately, my girlfriend came out just then, clearly not dressed for a hike.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as Dawn stepped out still wearing her pajamas and we exchanged quick hugs and a chaste kiss. “I’m feeling miserable. We both are.” Dawn looked back in the door, where DJ was sitting on a couch looking a little green. “Today’s probably my heaviest flow day and I just feel drained. We’re not really in the mood.”

“Oh, okay,” I shrugged. As much as I would like to think my girlfriend was an energizer bunny in the sack, the truth was we occasionally went through times where we just weren’t that horny. Or, well, at least she wasn’t. I was pretty much horny at all times. But even pre-DJ and Brooke, Dawn and I had a perfectly normal day where we had zero sex. And her lack of interest on this day was especially understandable given her current female bodily functions.

“We’re just going to hang out here, okay?” Dawn sighed.

“Sure thing,” I nodded, immediately unclipping the buckle between my shoulder straps and the one around my waist, moving to drop my pack. “Maybe just hang out at the lounge? Play some pool?”

“Oh no, no,” Dawn smiled serenely and then glanced over at Brooke. “Why don’t the two of you still go? You can’t ruin the morning’s fun just because of us.”

I looked over and Brooke’s eyes went up in hopeful anticipation. Apart from that first time on the ridge, we’d never had sex alone.

But the magnetic pull of my love for Dawn drew me back. “But, I want to be with you,” I whined.

“You will be,” Dawn said warmly. “I’ll see you at lunch. Some time alone with your sister will be good for both of you and besides, we’re going to have to get used to being apart.”

I frowned unhappily. “I don’t want to get used to being apart.” In the back of my head, I couldn’t believe I was arguing against this. Was I really turning down an opportunity for sex in favor of… billiards and ping-pong? But then I looked in Dawn’s eyes and I knew. I LOVED her. Of COURSE I wanted to be with her for every minute possible before we were separated.

Dawn’s expression softened. “Ben, of course I’m not going to force you to be away from me. But seriously, it’s a good opportunity to hang out with Brooke. And it’s a good time for me to hang out with DJ. Just for one morning.”

I sighed and nodded. “Okay, okay.” I leaned in and planted a juicy kiss on my girlfriend. And when I pulled away I murmured forlornly, “See you at lunch.”

Brooke and I hit the trail and just as we got started, I turned to her and said, “Don’t take it personally. I don’t MIND being out here with you.”

My little sister just smiled and said, “Don’t worry about it. You love your girlfriend, I get it.”

“I just don’t want you to feel like I’m… settling… for second best or anything. Dawn’s right. You and I haven’t spent any significant time alone together since… well… ever.”

Brooke giggled and slipped her hand into mine. “Yeah. Well once we get back home, we’ll have a lot more time alone.”

Her comment started my brain churning. While I’d been constantly thinking about my impending separation from Dawn, I hadn’t given serious thought to what would happen between me and Brooke once we returned to Orange County and the real world. In a contemplative voice, I mused, “So… when we get back, you’re still planning to have sex with me?”

“Of course!” Brooke grinned and squeezed my hand. “You think I’m giving up these amazing orgasms just because camp is over? You and Brandi managed to pull it off. And while it may not be every morning, I plan to have you thoroughly screw my brains out as often as possible!”

My little sister’s enthusiasm brought a smile to my face and a little rise in my shorts. The prospect of having a live-in, tight-body nymphomaniac in the next room seemed very convenient and exceedingly pleasurable. But the big brother concern in me overrode my initial lust. I bit my lip and cautioned, “Brooke, you know we can’t do this forever.”

“Who said anything about forever?” She shrugged. “You’re graduating and leaving for college after next year. We have that long at least.”

“But Brooke, you know you should be getting out and meeting other boys.”

“I will, I will. I’m still hanging out with Andrew Hemingway right now, aren’t I? If he’s lucky, he’s even going to get to second base pretty soon.”

I coughed nervously, washing the image out of my head. “Yeah, don’t tell me about that, please. I don’t want to hear about your sex life.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, if you’d just told me that Andrew stuck his finger inside you I’d turn around, go back to camp, and beat the living shit out of him. Sorry. Big brother instincts.”

Brooke giggled. “Okay, if he does, I won’t tell.”

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. But seriously, Brooke. I DO want to know that you’re going out and exploring that. Dating and boys are a big part of growing up and learning to socialize like an adult. I’m just afraid that if you’re getting all your sexual needs taken care of at home, you won’t have the drive to go find yourself a real boyfriend.”

“Look at it this way, Ben,” Brooke smiled sweetly at me. “If I’m getting all my sexual needs taken care of at home, I can meet and flirt with boys WITHOUT getting so horny I let them take advantage of me. So I can get all that social practice and flirting fun without taking any risks. Doesn’t THAT appeal to your protective big brother instincts?”

I smiled. “Actually, yeah, it does. But you might get labeled as a tease if you push them too far.”

“Better a tease than a slut.”

I smiled. “True.”

“And THIS way,” Brooke stopped me and pulled me around so that we were looking right at each other. She reached her arms up around my neck and smiled with obvious lust in her eyes. “If YOU’RE getting all your sexual needs taken care of at home, then maybe, just maybe, we’ll figure out a way to keep you from doing anything to ruin what you’ve got going with Dawn.”

I leaned my head away from her. Feeling hurt, I exclaimed, “What?”

Brooke put on her evil grin. “C’mon, Ben. We both know you don’t have the greatest record of being a loyal boyfriend. I talked to Dawn already. She’s hoping I can keep you on a leash. I’ll be watching and reporting back to her.”

I rolled my eyes and sarcastically moaned, “Great…”

Brooke giggled and leaned up to kiss me. She felt really good, and when she pulled away, she stayed with her mouth just half an inch away from mine. “C’mon, Ben. Don’t moan about it. Because I plan to keep you well satisfied.”

That morning, Brooke showed me that even without Dawn and DJ there to help, my little sister was certainly capable of fulfilling my sexual needs. She wasn’t experienced or skilled just yet, but she had an exquisitely tight pussy and an abundance of energy.

For my pleasure, Brooke showed off her rapidly improving blowjob techniques, working me over to a quick climax and swallowing every drop down her gullet. Then, she let me pin her to the blanket and pound her with extreme brute force. The cute brunette was quite flexible and she split her legs to the sides in a big V, with her feet pointing back past her head while I held her tight ass in my hands and reamed her out at maximum depth.

My thrusts were accompanied by her gasping moans. My mind was sent into pleasure orbit as she husked, “Fuck me, Ben. Fuck me, big brother! Nngh! Harder! HARDER! Pound my little pussy!”

Finally, I spurted my incestuous load into my little sister, creaming her spasming snatch until it overflowed.

Then for her pleasure, Brooke roughly rode me to three shrieking orgasms while I palmed her tits and thumbed her clit. Her third climax came when I circled my hand around and popped a finger into her clenched asshole, and the resulting inner clamping around my shaft forced me to erupt like a geyser into her quivering quim.

We then took a short break, cuddling and basking in our incestuous sibling love. While a novice to most sexual things, Brooke was an accomplished kisser and we spent a lot of time just rolling around the blankets, rubbing our bodies against each other and devouring each other’s mouths.

If you’d told me a year ago that I’d have sex with Brandi, my hot older sister, I’d have said you were crazy. Yeah, I’d harbored the fantasies, but things like that just didn’t happen in real life.

If you told me I’d be rolling around naked and playfully kissing little Brooke post-coital in Dawn’s and my special spot, I’d have tried to kick your ass for even suggesting my younger sister was capable of such a depraved activity.

And yet here I was. I’d always loved my sister. It was what made me put up with her juvenile machinations over the years. And even now, our physical unions were just an extension of that familial love and trust. We’d crossed a boundary that could never be un-crossed, and yet the act had only bonded us even closer together. She was my sister. She was a part of me. And she would always be a part of me.

To our mutual pleasure, sometime in the middle of our cuddling I slipped a new erection into Brooke from behind. Spooned together on our sides, I wrapped my arms around her while she held my hands against her chest, humming happily. And together we slowly rocked together, arching our necks and twisting around to passionately kiss one another until the pleasure overwhelmed us and I was pouring out my liquid love into her compliant body.

And then we slept.

After lunch, I pulled Dawn aside as we passed up an offer to go play Ultimate Frisbee and instead found a quiet place to lay down a blanket in the shade. Off in the distance, we could see the big rectangular field where the frisbee game was being played, and further beyond that the lake.

“How are you feeling?” I asked first.

“Better. Still cramping, but better.” Dawn brushed a lock of her fine blonde hair behind her ear and smiled at me. The sun was glinting through the overhead leaves, casting a few direct rays of sunshine over her pretty face. Her crystal clear blue eyes sparkled at me, and I took a moment to absorb her beauty, complete from head to toe and more than a little arousing in her white halter-top and khaki shorts.

Without another thought, I sighed and murmured, “I love you.” It felt great to say it and have absolutely no doubt that I knew what I was talking about. No wondering whether it was just teenage infatuation or just a phrase I needed to say in order to keep my girlfriend happy. I really and truly loved Dawn. I always had.

Dawn beamed at me and replied, “I love you, too.” And then she tilted her head and got a naughty grin on her face. “So how was this morning? Brooke seemed to be walking a little funny.”

I blushed and looked down. “It was fine. We talked a lot about the boundaries of our relationship and her meeting boys and having her own life. The last thing I want to do is have her get complacent just because she’s got me at home.”

Dawn nodded. “I was telling her the same thing.”

I arched an eyebrow at my girlfriend. “And what is this thing about you using her as a rat to keep me in line?”

Dawn giggled and looked away. “Actually, that was HER idea. The girl loves you, but I think she likes being a little evil sometimes.”

I took Dawn’s hands in my own and said softly, “Well she’s welcome to keep an eye on me. Because I’m going to be faithful to you.”

“Well, faithful while fucking your little sister’s brains out,” Dawn teased.

“Well…” I turned red. “Aren’t you and DJ going to be playing around as well? Fair is fair.”

Dawn laughed and squeezed my hand. “Relax. I like it better this way. I have no fear of Brooke and I’d much rather you be sleeping with her than getting all frustrated and looking elsewhere.”

“I WON’T look elsewhere,” I said earnestly.

Dawn sighed, looking at me with a mixture of pity and regret. “Ben, I’d like to believe that. But I know you. You always wanted to believe you were a ‘nice guy’ when we turned thirteen; but really, you were a nice guy because no girl wanted you back then. You were just a little dork. If a girl had gone after you, you’d have caved immediately. Remember what happened with Dayna? And that’s still a part of who you are today.”

“I’ve changed,” I insisted.

“Changed? You cheated on all three of your girlfriends. I know you love me Ben, but it’s going to be really hard when your hormones kick in and some hot girl flashes her boobs at you and wants to get wicked. I’ve said it before, Ben. You’re my moron best friend and I know you better than that. Seriously, if Brooke doesn’t happen to be around to relieve the pressure, what will you do?”

I pulled my hand back, feeling hurt. “Don’t you have any faith in me?”

Dawn sighed. “It’s not a question of faith, Ben. I love you. I’ll always love you, no matter what. And all I’m really asking of you is that you love me too. Sex for sex’s sake isn’t that big a deal. Save your love for me. I can live with the rest.”

“What, you can live with me fucking other girls?”

Dawn exhaled, frowning slightly. “Well… I wouldn’t say I like the idea.”

“Then I won’t. I’m trying to grow up and be mature here.”

Dawn smiled sweetly and held my cheek, leaning into kiss me. “Okay. If you can do it, I’ll be happy. I love you Ben. I really would be thrilled knowing you’re saving yourself for me.”

“I will,” I said firmly.

Fortunately for me, both Dawn and DJ were in better spirits the next morning, and once again we were a happy foursome frolicking together in a big, sweaty pile of naked flesh. I’m not even entirely sure who’s mouth I was in when I blew the first time, but whoever it was quickly shared my load with the other girls while I gasped for oxygen while flat on my back and staring skywards.

The afternoon found the four of us dressed in our swimsuits and floating on inner tubes on the lake. Random physics and gentle currents conspired to constantly scatter us apart from each other, but a quick tug on an arm or leg here and there and our foursome managed to always keep in close proximity to each other. The tickling caresses of each other’s hands were rather pleasant as well.

Now you’d think that after three weeks of camp, I’d get used to seeing the girls in their bikinis… but I wasn’t. The budding 15-year-olds, while still growing into their bodies, already had healthy curves that captured my imagination. DJ floated along with slicked back wet braids, her body position in the inner tube thrusting her growing tits into the air where the moist fabric of her top clung to the globes like a second skin. I salivated to think of how those puppies would only grow for a few more years, and I wondered if they would still taste as sweet as Dayna’s.

Brooke, while not nearly as built as her buxom blonde friend, was still quite enticing, especially since she was currently face-down on her tube, her perfectly shaped ass aimed back at me (deliberately, I’m sure). I had just fucked my little sister from behind that morning, and when I craned my head around to stare at the perfect peach-shaped butt, pleasant memories from hours before filtered into my brain.

And Dawn, as usual, was the most magnificent creature of feminine beauty around. She was an angel in white today, the triangles of her top both supporting and showing off her prodigious breasts. Her long, lithe legs trailed out in the water, glisteningly wet. And the smile she reserved for me was dazzling in its radiance.

As I floated along, enjoying the contrast of cool water and warm sunshine, I mused on my current situation. THIS was heaven. I only wished this could truly be an endless summer.

But all great things must eventually come to an end. The time to return home and to the real world was near, and it was time to start wrapping things up.

When there were just two full days of camp left to go, the four of us were heading back to the cabins to shower and change out of our wet gear. As the resident pack mule, I always ended up carrying just about everything: clothes, towels, beach blankets, etc. And while I was packing up, I saw the three girls huddled together in deep conversation.

When the trio broke apart, I gave Dawn an inquisitive look but she gave me the “we’ll-talk-later” glance. I shrugged and the four of us headed off.

Along the way, we got the usual catcalls from horny teenage boys.

“Check out the rack on the young blonde. She’s gonna suffocate some poor guy with those in a couple years.”

“Look at the ASS on the little brunette! Dayyy-ummm!”

True, Brooke did have a nice ass. But that didn’t mean a brother wanted to hear about some guy leering at his little sister. DJ either. I lifted my Oakleys up my forehead and fixed the guys with a glare. “Be polite to the ladies,” I warned.

The girls giggled, the guys grinned, and we all went our separate ways. Dawn then complained that my holding her hand was cramping her style, as she didn’t get a flirty comment that time around.

Upon reaching the cabins, I stopped at the Evans’ place first to drop off their gear. DJ went inside to snag the first shower. And then unexpectedly, Brooke then darted forward to me, kissing me on the cheek and hugging me quickly before saying, “See you later!” And as I looked bewildered at my sister, she hopped off the porch and went down the lane to our family’s cabin.

“What?” I wondered aloud to the empty air. The routine was for the Evans sisters to shower and change in their cabin and Brooke and I to use ours. I’d be seeing Brooke in about… thirty seconds. Or so went the routine.

But then to my surprise, Dawn stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me. With elegant grace, she leaned in and planted a firm kiss on my lips, filled with a rich passion I wasn’t expecting.

“What was that for?” I asked when she pulled back.

“I love you, Ben.”

“I love you, too,” I replied in a cautious tone, still bewildered.

Dawn then just nodded her head towards the open door of her family’s cabin. “DJ’s never had any time alone with you, so she asked for this before camp ended. My parents won’t be back until after dinner. Show her a good time and have fun!”

“Wha—?” I asked in confusion as Dawn turned and hopped off the porch.

“I’ll take a shower at your place after Brooke. We’ll meet up in an hour to go to dinner.” Dawn then smiled and went down the lane towards my family’s cabin.

“Come on, Ben,” DJ said from behind me. I turned around to find her standing in the hallway, her hands bracing against each opposite wall, wearing nothing but a smirk on her face. The catcaller had been right. DJ had a NICE rack.

I arched an eyebrow at the situation, but I went ahead and walked inside, closing the door behind me. Demurely, DJ took my hand and led me back to the shower, which was just big enough to comfortably fit two. And once she had the water set to the right temperature, the youngest Evans sister stepped in, slicked her hair back, and pulled me after her.

The 15-year-old blonde then molded the front of her body to me, letting the shower spray against her back while she tilted her head and invited me down for a kiss. I took the invitation willingly, bending my head and parting my lips to meet hers and also accept her tongue which snaked into my mouth. DJ’s fingers tightened their grip in my hair, and in that moment I knew that she had her older sister’s talent for volcanic kisses.

Moaning softly, DJ kissed me for another long minute while our bodies heated up from both hot water and our own arousal. And when she pulled back, her blue eyes had a smoky lust in them as she sensually murmured, “Thank you, Ben.”

I smiled. “Thanks for what?”

“For this. For this entire summer. I’d only dreamed sex could be this good.” DJ smiled and pecked my lips again. “I’d had such high hopes when I started dating my boyfriend. But once I lost my cherry I felt nothing but disappointment. Wham, bam, oops, I’m sorry. The second time was no better. I started to wonder if I was a lesbian because I could only orgasm with Dawn and Brooke.”

There was purr in DJ’s voice as she gripped my head and grinned wickedly at me. “But now I know there’s nothing greater than having a man who knows what he’s doing. Nothing better than having a thick column of meat throbbing inside my little pussy. And only someone like you will do.”

“You’re still young, kiddo,” I ran my fingers over her hair. “You’ve got lots of time both to learn and to teach some of these boys how to please you.”

“I know,” she smiled and then she crowed, “Look out world! DJ’s on the loose!” And then she planted another volcanic kiss on me.

DJ’s leg came up and wrapped around my thigh. She started to hump her crotch at me as our kiss deepened, and for a moment I thought she was going to try and fuck me right there in the shower. But I nearly lost my balance and since we had an hour, I didn’t want to rush. “Hey relax, relax. Let’s get cleaned up first,” I soothed her. “Want me to wash your back?”

“Nah. I want you to wash my front!” DJ giggled, the delightful expression on her face momentarily reminding me that this was really just an enthusiastic 15-year-old and not yet a fully developed young woman.

Of course, I was just an enthusiastic 17-year-old and not yet a fully developed young man. And I suitably had a teenager’s enthusiasm for showering with a hot, naked girl. By the time I was done, DJ was squeaky clean. Actually, her nipples and pussy were a little bit raw, but the shuddering orgasm she’d had while I was fingering her provided enough lubrication so that she wasn’t in any pain.

After the shower, DJ and I tumbled onto her bed. I quickly had my tongue imbedded into her snatch while she writhed and twisted in the sheets, moaning, “I love this! I love this! Can we bring a mattress on the hike tomorrow?”

I laughed into DJ’s crotch and moved up to kiss her, slobbering her own orgasmic fluids all over her face before moving back down and resuming my afternoon dessert. She happily wrapped her thighs around my head and ran her fingers through my hair, urging me on with repeated chants of “Fuck yeah! Eat me! Eat me!”

I felt more than tasted her orgasm. DJ’s pussy muscles did their pulsing thing and all of a sudden, I felt incredible pressure against my cheeks as DJ bucked her hips off the bed and screamed in exquisite agony. And while she was still screaming, I pried her legs off my head, stood up, and buried my cock to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

“FUUUCK!” DJ howled at the invasion, having never felt so much of my dick in so short a period. She beat her heels against my lower back and clawed at my shoulders with her hands, and just seconds after I got myself fully seated I felt her incredible tightness clamp back down around my shaft, locking me into place. And so I was stuck there, unable to move as the blonde teenager bucked and heaved and thrashed through her orgasm.

Even when she was done, she wasn’t DONE. Now this was really my first one-on-one with DJ. Every other time we’d had sex had been with at least Dawn or Brooke present and joining in. But just because we were alone for the first time didn’t mean DJ and I were tenderly making love or enjoying some romantic solitude. No, DJ and I fucked each other’s lights out, and we reveled in having all the focus and attention of the other.

“Fuck me, Ben! Fuck me! Ream me! Pound me! Hurt me!” she squealed.

Urged on by DJ’s words, I flung my hips with increasing force.

“More! More! Harder Ben! Harder! OHHH!!!”

Buoyed by the springiness of the mattress and freed of any concern for bruising DJ’s back into hard ground, I literally pounded DJ senseless. We fucked and thrashed and threw our bodies at each other. I hammered her crotch with my pelvis without restraint, abruptly jarring her light body over and again until her head simply went slack and she started drooling.

And while she was still panting for oxygen in recovery from her latest orgasm, I flipped her over onto her stomach, elevated her ass, and entered her steaming cunt from behind while I was straddling both of her legs. From this extreme angle, I got deeper than I ever had before, and the young girl was helpless beneath me as I reamed her out to my own explosive climax, filling her up with my hot, thick cream.

“YESSS!!!” DJ shrieked as she felt my ejaculation inside her. “I can feel it! I love it! More!!!”

My cock complied, shooting another great wad into the young teen, and while my hands gripped her body beneath me, I emptied out the rest of my balls into her still spasming cunt.

When I was done, I collapsed onto DJ’s back, my heavy weight crushing her into the mattress. She simply groaned and when I moved to roll off of her, she brought up an arm while whimpering, “No, stay, stay. Your weight feels good on me.”

When she’d recovered, DJ exhaled and sighed mournfully. “I can’t get enough of this Ben. What am I going to do after we go home?”

I smiled and tenderly pecked the young teen’s cheek. “You’ll figure it out, kiddo.”

“I’ll miss you, Ben,” she said softly, humming while holding my weight against her back.

“You’ll find someone else,” I assured her. “Some cute boy to wrap around your little finger and give you pleasure at your merest whim.”

“Hmm,” she giggled. “Sounds like a plan.”

“Just be careful, kiddo,” I cautioned and rolled off. This time, DJ let me and we wound up lying face-to-face on our sides. “There are a lot of guys out there who might mistreat you. Don’t get in over your head.”

“Relax, Ben. I’m a big girl now,” she smiled and pecked my nose.

“Okay, okay. But listen to your sisters. They love you.”

DJ smiled. “Ben, we all love you.”

The end of the night found Dawn and I laying out on the big rock by the lake. It was the same one we’d used as a diving platform that afternoon while horsing around the lake in addition to riding the waterslide and rope swing. Tonight, we were both fully dressed and staring into the sky, Dawn lying perpendicular to me with her head resting on my belly.

Dawn sighed and reached her hand back to me. I took it and squeezed gently while she said, “DJ’s moping about having to go back home. She says the boys there have no idea what they’re doing and wishes your family would move back to NorCal so you could keep her satisfied.”

I chuckled and replied, “I wish we could move back so I could keep YOU satisfied.”

“Mmm, me too,” Dawn sighed. And then my girlfriend lifted her head off my belly and turned on her side so she could look me in the eyes. “Ben, we really need to talk.”

“About what?”

“About us. This summer has been great. It’s been the happiest four weeks of my life. But let’s face it, it’s just four weeks. We’re going to be apart for eleven months. What’s going to happen to us?”

I blinked twice and looked at Dawn earnestly. “I love you. I’ll always love you.”

“I love you too, Ben,” Dawn gave me a wan smile, but almost immediately frowned. “Nothing will ever change that. And because I know nothing will change that, I need to let you go.”

I sat up, hearing the fatality in her words. “Let me go? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I mean, set you free. I love being your girlfriend and nothing would make me happier than telling the whole world you’re my boyfriend, but that wouldn’t be fair to you.” Dawn bit her lip. “I can’t ask you to be faithful to me.”

“Why not? Isn’t faithfulness what couples in love do?” I asked.

“I don’t know. Do they?” Dawn’s eyes narrowed.

Guilt over my three previous girlfriends struck me to the core, and I winced in shame. “That’s why I want US to be different.”

“Ben, don’t get my hopes up,” Dawn’s voice cracked in agony while her lower lip started to quiver. I felt a chill come over my heart as I heard the both the plea and the pain in her words.

Dawn continued. “I know you promised to save yourself for me, but be realistic. You’re a walking hormone. You’ve been screwing three girls constantly for weeks now, and do you really think you can go cold turkey for eleven months?”

“Uh… well…” I stammered. I wanted to immediately respond ‘yes, of course.’ But eleven months sounded like a LONG time to go without sex. Shrugging helplessly, I said, “Well, it won’t be totally cold turkey. You DID say I could still be with Brooke, right?”

“And what if Brooke gets serious with a boyfriend? It wouldn’t be fair to her for you to restrict her in any way.”

“I know, I know,” I nodded. “But… I love you, Dawn.”

She smiled weakly. “I love you, too. But that’s not the point.”

“I want you to be my girlfriend, Dawn,” I insisted.

“And I want you to be my boyfriend, Ben,” she replied warmly.

“It’s just a year. One more year of school. We’ll both get into Berkeley. And then we’ll be together always after that. Didn’t you say you wanted to marry me?”

Dawn squeezed my hand. “And we will. When we grow up,” she reminded me sternly, her tone slightly condescending as she willed me to understand. “But we’re still just kids, Ben. And I know if I try to hold a kid to a loyal relationship, I’ll lose.”

My eyebrows pinched in forlornly. For some reason, her words made ME feel like a kid while she was already a fully-formed adult woman, just waiting for me to catch up. And like a kid, I found myself pouting without realizing it, stubbornly insisting, “I’ll do it. Just you wait and see.”

Dawn smiled sweetly at me, but I could see the resignation in her eyes. “No promises, Ben. Never make a promise you can’t keep.”

“Fine, no promises. But you’ll see.”

She smiled and leaned in towards me. “I hope so.”

It was the last full day of camp, and consequently, the last morning hike. The girls were quiet as all four of us loaded up and set off down the trail, each of us lost in our own thoughts.

Brooke smiled easily, bumping herself into DJ and seemingly more interested in spending her last few hours with her best friend than necessarily doing anything with me. After all, Brooke didn’t have to say goodbye to me. Of the four of us, she looked the most relaxed, thinking only of enjoying the moment without serious worry about the future.

DJ similarly reserved her fondest glances for Brooke. They’d been first separated at age 8, young enough to nearly forget about each other in the intervening years between summer camps. But for one month at a time, they were inseparable best friends. And I imagined the two 15-year-olds had a tight bond not so different from the one between me and Dawn.

And yet DJ also would coyly glance back at me, looks of pure lust on her face for the introduction to carnal pleasure I’d given her. And in her sparkling blue eyes I could also see her mind working, figuring out what in the future she would do with the sexual creature I’d unleashed inside of her.

Dawn, on the other hand, was a wreck. I was her first real love. Perhaps she’d even fallen in love with me way back when we were in our early teens and just exploring our sexuality. And how does any teenager feel when they are about to be parted from whom they consider to be “The One”? Look at Romeo and Juliet. They freaking killed themselves rather than be parted. And even though Dawn and I weren’t quite that intense, it still hurt to know that in little more than a day, we wouldn’t be together anymore. I could see the pain on her face as she squeezed my hand, holding me tightly as we hiked along the trail.

I thought I’d loved before. Never as intensely as with Dawn, but the emotions and infatuations I’d felt for my girlfriends had been real nonetheless. And yet, my prior experience didn’t make the upcoming departure any easier for me. I was deliriously happy when Dawn was with me, and I hated for that feeling to ever end.

Perhaps fittingly, our initial actions upon reaching our special clearing befitted our emotions towards each other. Dawn and I fell into each other’s arms, rolling around the blanket, kissing with a frantic urgency as if each touch of each other’s lips might be our last. Our clothes stayed on. Removing them just wasn’t important. Holding her cheeks in my hands and feeling her love invisibly emanate towards me were the priorities.

Meanwhile, Brooke and DJ moved further away, sitting together while staring out across the creek, deep in their own conversation. I imagine they were discussing what their plans for the near future would be and figuring out how to keep in touch. Theirs was a relationship based on their friendship, not sex. And they didn’t need to stare or watch Dawn and me. They’d watched us often enough.

If they had turned to watch us, at some point they would have started to see a show. After ten minutes of soulful kissing and expressing our love for each other, Dawn’s and my embrace followed its natural progression to a more physical expression of love. She was on top when my hand snaked beneath her shirt, lifting it up her back so that I could more easily access her naked skin. Dawn pulled it off the rest of the way, tossing it to the side and then hungrily kissing me once again.

The shirt was quickly followed by my fingers opening the clasp of her bra, freeing those big melons to my chest, then hands and lips. We rolled over and while I feasted on my favorite titflesh, Dawn pulled my shirt off and then squirmed around to remove her shorts and panties.

By the time Dawn and I were fully naked and rubbing against each other while making out passionately, Brooke and DJ had similarly progressed to the point of physical affection. Our little sisters were lying together on the next blanket over, heads delicately bobbing at one another as they french kissed sweetly and tenderly.

Dawn and I took our time. It was as if hurrying would only bring about our separation that much more quickly, and neither of us wanted that. Even when fully nude, with my hard cock almost uncomfortably grinding against Dawn’s hip, we didn’t rush things and enjoyed the simple pleasures of kissing and caressing each other’s body.

DJ, on the other hand, was eager for the promised orgy. She and Brooke got themselves naked, and while she leaned back and guided my little sister’s head between her legs, the blonde 15-year-old twisted her torso around, interposing herself between me and her older sister to grab hold of my erection and then swiftly stuff it into her mouth.

I groaned at the sudden rush of pleasure, my mouth molding around Dawn’s lips before I tore myself away to see what had happened to my cock. And when I saw the cute blonde bobbing her head up and down in my lap, I sagged back on my elbows while panting at the sky.

Dawn smirked when she realized her little sister had beaten her to the punch. But not one to complain about a situation she’d created for herself, Dawn merely took the opportunity presented and moved up to straddle my face. And while I sighed happily at the youngest Evans daughter fellating me, the middle Evans daughter sank her wet slit down onto my stiffened tongue.

We were a chain of oral pleasure for several minutes. DJ was the first to cum, the simultaneous pleasure of Brooke’s agile cunnilingus and thrill of sucking my dick bringing her over the edge into ecstasy in rapid order. Dawn was next, as I could do nothing less than my best when it came to my loving her. And DJ very nearly made me pop as well, but I was saved by her orgasm as she had to pull her head away to gasp and wheeze out her climax.

But the gasping and wheezing were not signs of energy loss. No, as soon as DJ recovered, she quickly vaulted herself into my lap, holding my shaft upright and then impaling her extreme tightness onto me, lunging three or four times before she managed to sink all the way down.

It was a good thing I’d already gotten Dawn to orgasm. The feeling of DJ humping herself on me was enough to distract me from my task as I groaned and focused inward on the pleasure. And when my eyes refocused upwards, I could see that Dawn’s big tits were being skillfully manipulated from behind by DJ’s smaller hands. And to my everlasting delight, I was just in time to see Dawn twist her head around and meet DJ in a tongue-filled kiss of Sapphic arousal, the two blue-eyed blonde sisters an extremely arousing sight.

“Like that, Deej?” Dawn husked quietly at her little sister from an inch away. “Feel my boyfriend’s dick deep inside you. Feel that thick cock stretching out your tight cunny. You’d better be nice to me if you want a piece of it next year.”

“Oh, Dawn! Oh, Dawn!” DJ whimpered. “I love it. I love Ben fucking me! I love being fucked! It’s the greatest thing EVER! Please! I’ll do anything! Just let him keep fucking me!”

Dawn giggled and kissed her sister’s cheek and neck while rubbing DJ’s tits in her hand. Brooke by now had also joined in on the action, reaching around to rub her best friend’s clit. And taking a cue from what I’d done to the girls before, as the blonde 15-year-old approached climax, Brooke obviously sucked on her index finger while grinning at me, and then stealthily popped her lubricated digit into DJ’s rectum.

“Ah, FUCK!” DJ shrieked and came, her body jerking as the wave of pleasure hit her like a ton of bricks. The young blonde’s spine went rigid and abruptly, she toppled backwards and fell off my dick, caught at the last second by Dawn who gently lowered her younger sister to the blankets while tenderly nipping and rubbing as DJ’s climax continued shaking her body.

With an evil little grin, Brooke was quick to take DJ’s place, hopping up and then sinking her even tighter pussy onto my shaft, working her hips like a belly dancer to cram every last inch of me inside of her. And when she finally worked herself down onto me, she puffed a stray lock of hair out of her face and grinned happily. “Hey bro. If only Mom could see us now.”

My eyes went wide. “Don’t joke about that or I won’t fuck you.”

Brooke pouted and then hunched her hips, clenching her inner muscles around my shaft like a third hand. “What, and miss all this?” she asked innocently.

Oh, I was screwed. If Brooke actually learned how to use her feminine wiles to manipulate me in ways her backstabbing attempts never succeeded, I was so screwed.

But at least, for now, so was she. I rolled us over so that Brooke squealed. And without dislodging my prick, we managed to settle so that my little sister was on her back with her legs hooked over my shoulders while I started screwing her. And rocking myself forward, I pulled her hips up and off the blanket, exposing her cute ass. And with one vicious slap, I spanked my little sister’s buttcheek.

“Oww!”

“Don’t be a bitch, Brooke.”

“What?”

I spanked her again.

Brooke’s eyes went wide and she went quiet, her face becoming a mask of innocence. And in a baby-cute voice, she insisted, “No, sir. I’ll be good.”

“Good girl,” I grinned, and then bent to kiss her while my hips re-started their pumping motion.

My little sister, folded in half beneath me, rocked with each stroke and whimpered happily. Her eyes lit up while I pistoned in and out of her clenching pussy and compressed her even tighter beneath my weight. And I knew things were going well when Brooke panted into my face, “Spank me again, big brother.”

I grinned and let fly with my open palm. After all of my sister’s evil manipulations over the years, she was finally getting the spanking she deserved.

While I complied with Brooke’s wishes by reddening her ass, Dawn came over and lay herself down beside my sister, rolling herself back and elevating her legs into a mimic of my little sister’s position. “Come on, Brooke,” Dawn complained. “You can have him all you want next week and beyond. Let me have my boyfriend back for a bit.”

Brooke grinned and kissed my nose, then slipped her legs off my shoulders while I pulled myself out. And then moving a few feet over to the left, I hoisted Dawn’s legs over my shoulders, settled my cock into position, and then thrust my way forward into my lover’s quim.

“Unnnghh! Yes!” Dawn grunted. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me and cum inside me. I want to still feel you dribbling into my panties tomorrow morning.”

I grinned. DJ’s blowjob, then both DJ’s and Brooke’s clenching pussies had just about brought me to my limits of pleasure. Dawn wouldn’t have to wait very long. “One batch of scalding jizz, cumming right up!” I announced. And then with my hips thrust as far forward as humanly possible, I let loose with a torrent of sperm right against the back of Dawn’s womb.

“Unnnghh!” Dawn jerked as the first jet splattered against her insides. “Fill me, Ben! Fill me!” She screamed, vibrated, and eventually went limp, dropping her legs off my shoulders to fall heavily onto the blankets.

But we weren’t done it. Far from it. After I injected Dawn with a thick wad of cock cream, DJ sixty-nined with her and slurped all of my essence out, holding it her mouth to orally pass it back to her sister so that the 17-year-old blonde could swallow some of it down.

That sight plus Brooke’s enthusiastic fellatio brought me back to hardness. And while the two Evans sisters were still on top of each other french kissing with sticky globs of cum between them, I settled in behind the girls and alternated thrusting into each of their pussies every few minutes. The mental high of screwing the two beautiful blondes added fuel to my lustful fire, and eventually I blasted my second load into DJ.

This time it was Brooke’s turn to slurp me out of her best friend while Dawn crawled over to cuddle and pet my limp member. I was pretty winded and tired by that point, having done most of the recent thrusting work. But as soon as I showed signs of new life, Dawn bent over and began worshipping me with her mouth.

After a few minutes, my ego demanded I get more involved in the action and I made to have Dawn mount me, but she stubbornly insisted on remaining where she was, with her lips wrapped around my shaft. So I let her, and as I lay my head back and enjoyed the pleasant warmth of my girlfriend’s fellatio, I felt my cockhead nudging against the entrance to her throat.

“Dawn?” I asked warily just once. And then with a deep breath of air, my girlfriend pushed past her gag reflex and suddenly her lips were around the base of my cock. “Oh, SHIT!” I gasped, never expecting it out of her.

With tears in her eyes, Dawn quickly popped off and smiled with satisfaction. But not one to leave things half-finished, she quickly gulped some oxygen and then returned, deep-throating me completely and then fucking the head of my cock up and down in her throat.

This time, when I said her name, it was a much more urgent, “Dawn!” In point of fact, it was a warning, because as she bobbed up and down, within a few seconds the tight constriction had me blowing my third wad of the morning straight into her belly.

This time, Dawn choked and she popped off, taking the second burst of cum right in her face, forcing her to squeeze her eyes shut against the cannon force of my cock, which was still spurting creamy streams all over her forehead and cheeks. And even when we both thought I was done, Dawn was just opening her eyes when my dick spat out a final glob, which landed on her left cheek.

Panting with arousal and gratitude, I smiled as I saw the cum-covered face of my love. For her part, she wasn’t dissuaded by the unexpected semen-shower, smiling brightly with a twinkle in her crystal blue eyes. “That’s two,” she said happily.

“Two?” I wondered aloud.

“Two,” Dawn nodded. “One load in my cunt. One load down my throat.”

“And one into DJ,” I nodded towards the younger teen, who giggled and rubbed her own sodden pussy. Wryly, I shook my head, worn out from the three orgasms. “I’m not as young as I used to be.”

“Well, there’s one more to go,” Dawn said firmly. And with that, my girlfriend reached into her pack, one hand pulling out a handkerchief, which she used to mop up her face. And in the other hand, she had a familiar tube of Astroglide.

I distinctly remembered the day I first let my fingertips run around Dawn’s anus. She’d ordered me on no uncertain terms never to try putting a finger inside. Even when Dayna was bugging me to bugger her, Dawn had distastefully described the act as disgusting.

But at my arched, questioning eyebrow, Dawn looked at me with dead seriousness and obvious lust. “You got my oral virginity. You got my cherry. I want you to have all three Ben. I want you to be the only man to ever fuck my ass.”

“Are you sure?” I asked for the umpteenth time.

“Shut up before I get nervous about this,” Dawn rolled her eyes and then hesitantly lifted her legs up and back. If we were going to do this, she wanted to be able to look me in my eyes. She’d blown past my feeble attempts at reasoning that she didn’t need to do this and that I loved her anyways, but Dawn wanted to make her own statement about her level of commitment, both to herself as well as to me.

Ever supportive, DJ helped to hold Dawn’s legs back while Brooke went down on me, my sister’s hot little mouth making sure I was hard despite my misgivings. Sure, I wanted to fuck Dawn’s ass, but I was wary of hurting her. And I’d already been weakened by three recent orgasms. But Brooke’s talented tongue kept me energized and then she guided my hips into place.

DJ then took over, gripping my shaft and aiming the head at Dawn’s puckered rosebud. Dawn and I were too busy staring each other in the eyes with love, tenderness, and affection to pay much attention. But once DJ had my cock settled, I instinctively knew to push.

Dawn’s anus resisted me at first. But then she took a breath and consciously relaxed as she exhaled, and with a little more pressure from my end, her sphincter popped open and my mushroom head pushed through.

Immediately, Dawn panicked and clamped up tighter than anything, squeezing my cock almost painfully. But as DJ stroked her forehead and I stroked her arms, Dawn relaxed again and with copious amounts of lube easing the way, my shaft began burrowing deeper into her bowels.

“Unnnnnnnghhh,” Dawn threw her head back and groaned as she felt my cock descending. “So fucking full,” she sighed as her eyes closed and her neck went limp. And after a few more seconds, I bottomed out inside Dawn’s once virgin-asshole.

“That’s everything,” I murmured.

Dawn smiled, at first just a smile of satisfaction that she’d taken it all. But when I started to pull back, Dawn gasped and that smile started becoming a bigger grin. And with her eyes wide open, blue irises glittering, my girlfriend looked at me and started laughing. “FUCK! Dayna was right. This feels GOOD!”

The enthusiasm in Dawn’s voice was unmistakable. She seemed as surprised as I was, something that confused me for a moment. But there was nothing confusing about the way Dawn suddenly lunged her hips at me, re-impaling her ass on my cock. And then she was urgently tugging down on my arms so that we could kiss wetly and urgently while my paramour began to fuck her own ass against me.

“Oh, Ben! Ohhh, Ben! Fuck my ass! Fuck it! Fuck me!” Dawn crooned while scissoring her legs behind my lower back and using the leverage to hump herself even harder against my invading prick.

“Oh, Dawn!” I groaned.

“Like it Ben? Is it tight? Is my ass tight for you? Don’t you love fucking it?” She gasped with a giggle in her voice. “Oh, it’s incredible Ben! I never thought…! I should have listened to Dayna. I feel so fucking full! I want you to do this to me all the time! Fuck my ass! Fill my ass with your thick column of meat! I’ll let you do this whenever you want, Ben! Fuck it! Fuck my ass! Fuck my tight little ass!”

“I’m fucking it! I’m fucking you!” I grunted. My hands were now on Dawn’s hips, cupping her buttcheeks from below and gripping them for leverage as I vaulted myself in and out of the blonde teen’s rectum over and over again. DJ was still holding onto Dawn’s ankles, pulling them back past her head, keeping my girlfriend in a submissive V-shape beneath me as I pounded away at her defenseless asshole. And Brooke simply leaned over and watched in fascination, gripping my shoulders instinctively while she observed my thick pole reaming its way in and out of my girlfriend.

“Oh, shit! I’m cumming, Ben! I’m cumming with your dick in my ass!” Dawn’s hand had relocated down to her crotch, and with me repeatedly shafting her asshole and her own hand thumbing her clit, the blonde suddenly arched her back off the ground and howled out her pleasure.

“I love it! I love it! I love you!” Dawn screamed as she came. “Take me! Take all of me. I’m yours. I’ll give you everything, Ben! I love you!”

In that moment, I slammed forward a final time, jerking to a stop so suddenly that Brooke’s grip of my shoulder was momentarily dislodged. And with a groan of complete and utter satisfaction, I poured out into Dawn’s asshole every drop of cum I had left in my body, completing the trifecta. And then like a mighty king of beasts felled by the tiniest of arrows, I collapsed onto Dawn’s body, feeling her love for me piercing my heart.

And then with every fiber of my being, I told her, “I love you, too.”

“Hurry uuuup!” Eden whined from her spot in the van.

“Yeah!” Emma chimed in. “We’re ready!”

“Shut up!” Brooke screeched and then turned to hug DJ. “See you next year.”

“Safe trip, Beth,” Deanna Evans hugged my mom.

“Drive safe, Michael,” Jack Evans shook my dad’s hand.

“We will,” Dad replied, and then went to the driver’s door.

Dawn and I stayed quiet, still wrapped up in an embrace we’d scarcely left since last night. The previous evening, we’d returned hand-in-hand, neither of us wanting to part just yet. As it turned out, our parents sensed this and upon arrival at the cabins, we found that DJ was bunking on my bed and that Dawn and I been given permission to spend the night together.

After thanking both our parents profusely, Dawn and I slipped into bed together along with a warning from her parents to keep the noise level down. We’d gotten naked and then quietly made love, falling asleep together while I was still inside Dawn’s saturated pussy. It felt sooo right. We were together the first night of camp and together the last.

We woke up in the morning and softly made love again. And even once fully dressed, Dawn and I could scarcely go a few seconds without touching each other in some small way.

But now it was time.

Dawn and I had been hugging for a solid five minutes now when my mom tapped my shoulder. “Gotta go, Ben.”

I sighed in abject sorrow. Dawn just tilted her head and kissed me tenderly.

“I love you,” she husked and then whimpered softly, her face pinching in with the same sadness I felt in my own heart.

I moved my thumb up to brush away the tears dribbling down her cheeks, and then pecked her quickly once more. “I love you, too. You’re my Dawn… forever, remember? Don’t forget that.”

“I won’t. And you’re my Ben.”

I nodded. And with a heavy heart, I hopped into the van, Brooke joining me afterwards and then closing the double-doors shut behind her. Dawn circled around to my window and blew me a kiss. I waved sadly and then my dad started the engine.

It was time to return to the real world, where friends, school, and many more romantic complications awaited.

I loved Dawn. I wanted to marry her someday. It all fit, didn’t it? I’d literally shared a crib with her on occasion when we were infants, shared a sandbox when we were toddlers, and even upon growing up, we’d shared our hearts, minds, and bodies. She was girl next door, best friend, and hot babe rolled into one. And she loved me.

I believed we would be together forever. It was so easy when we were at camp. No school, no outside influences. We could spend every day together, all day, worrying about nothing but making each other happy. But we weren’t at camp anymore. She was in NorCal. I was in Orange County. And we weren’t scheduled to meet up again for eleven months.

I would love her always; that I knew. But after dominating my thoughts for four weeks, would I be able to keep my love for Dawn bright for the next year? Or was it out of sight, out of mind? Yeah, we had the cell phone idea. And we also had email and IMing. But occasional calls and emails were far different from daily contact and physical warmth.

I loved her. Shouldn’t that be enough? Love conquers all. Simple, right?

As I looked out the window of the van as we pulled onto our street, I knew that things were no longer so simple. First there was Keira McNeil, who stepped off her porch and waved to us as we passed. My first lover was someone who knew all my secrets would always have an influence in my life for as long as she was around.

Then, after we parked and all piled out of the van, I looked across the street and down a house or two to find that Adrienne Dennis was standing outside her open garage, staring back at me. When she realized I’d seen her, the gorgeous young woman offered up a tentative wave, and as I took in her brief summer attire, I felt a stirring of old lust inside me as I waved back. But even beyond the physical lust, there was a connection I still felt for her. And I was certain that her life and mine were still destined to intertwine in some way.

Once we’d all unpacked and settled in, I turned on the family computer and checked my email, which had gone unread for a month now. And I quickly found a variety of messages waiting for me.

Daniel welcomed me back and invited me to play basketball with them tomorrow, Sunday, assuming I could wake up in the morning after the long drive. Kenny Doyle forwarded me some chain letter explaining how Microsoft would give me thousands of dollars if only I forwarded along the email to all my friends. Lynne Arian just wanted to say hi. And Donna Kincaid wanted me to call her when I got home because she was horny and looking for a good time.

Summer MacIntosh wrote to tell me she was thinking of me and how excited she was to make a fresh start at UCLA. Abbie and Allie Sanders wanted me to come visit them, explaining in carefully guarded words that what happened wasn’t entirely my fault and they still wanted to be friends. Cassidy O’Leary wrote that she urgently needed to talk to me as soon as I got home. And last but certainly not least, Megan Kwan wrote me a beautiful poem that talked of first love and destiny, and how everything worked out in the end once the protagonist went through his great trials.

Even though some of the people I knew had graduated and moved on, many more remained. We had another year of school left and I knew my complex relationships with the girls still in my life had further development to come. Something told me my involvement with Keira McNeil had not yet run its course, nor my sexual liaisons with my two sisters and the inherent secrecy of those three relationships. And that didn’t even cover all the myriad new people I might meet on this adventure called Life.

That night, as I sat up in bed staring at a picture of Dawn I’d placed on my nightstand, I sighed and felt the tug of loneliness pulling at my heart. Barely sixteen hours after being parted from her, I already felt the painful void inside me crying out for someone… anyone… to fill it. I couldn’t imagine going eleven months alone.

As if on cue, my bedroom door opened then and a little sprite in a baggy T-shirt quietly hopped in and then joined me on the bed. Brooke’s smile was dazzling in the moonlight as she slid beneath the covers and cuddled herself up next to me, pulling my head down so that she could plant a firm kiss on my cheek. Instinctively, my arm wrapped around her, holding her close.

“Miss her?” Brooke asked quietly while nodding towards the picture of Dawn.

“Of course,” I sighed with infinite sorrow.

“You’ll get through it,” she said encouragingly while sliding her hand over my bare chest. My own hand slid a little lower to cup Brooke’s tight little ass, and I found out that she was without panties beneath the baggy T-shirt. Brooke giggled and turned my head to plant the next kiss on my lips.

Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life.