Sally snuggled in the sleeping bag, dreaming sweet dreams of raw sex. She was being fucked in every hole, the cum spurting into her. Without the boundaries of real life, there was nothing to make it stop. The jizz just kept on flowing and she just kept on coming. For someone like Sally it was the perfect way to recuperate.
The counselors had made it easy for Sally. After they had gang-banged her, they had arranged for her to slip undetected into Gordy's bunk by rousting the campers for a midnight wild-goose chase. A snipe hunt they called it. Without warning, the campers were awakened and mobilized to scour the countryside for a nonexistent bird they were supposed to club with flashlights and stuff into gunny sacks. After leading their charges into the middle of nowhere, the counselors abandoned them, leaving them to catch on to the prank and find their way back to camp on their own. It was camp tradition that would have occurred sooner or later anyway, but Sally's presence provided the perfect excuse to pull it off tonight.
Sally had been asleep for three or four hours when the footsteps outside woke her up. She guessed it was three or four o'clock in the morning. Although it was hot and humid in the close air of the poorly ventilated cabin, she was refreshed and ready for whatever would happen next.
A lone boy came into the cabin. It was dark and Sally couldn't make out his features. However, when he spoke, she recognized his voice at once and her heart leapt with anticipation. Her cunt steamed from the same emotion.
"Anybody here?" Gordy called out.
Sally said nothing, planning a big surprise for her brother when he crawled into his sleeping bag. She'd grab his cock and stuff it inside her wet cunt before he knew what was happening. The expression on his face would be priceless.
Sally could hear Gordy kicking off his sneakers and undressing. When he pulled the chain on the overhead light, he was buck naked. To Sally's delight, he had an enormous hard-on. She suspected he was planning to take advantage of his privacy by jerking off. As she hungrily eyed her brother's blue veined prick, Sally licked her lips and felt her cunt bubble with anticipation. Things couldn't be turning out better.
Expecting Gordy to crawl into his bunk to beat his meat, Sally poised herself in readiness. However, to her surprise, Gordy turned and went to the door. Opening it, he poked his head outside and whispered to someone that the coast was clear and it was okay to come inside.
It was a girl. No, a woman – a tall, beautiful redhead wearing a nightie so sheer that she might as well have been naked. She was about twenty-five and stacked. Her banter with Gordy quickly established that she was the camp nurse.
"Mmmm, look at you," she purred when she saw his hard-on, putting her hand around it and rubbing against him like an alley cat in heat. "If I'd known you were hung like this I'd have made you fuck me right there in the infirmary."
"I'll bet you say to all your patients," Gordy teased, lifting the nightie from her shoulders and taking in her big tits.
"Only the ones with big dicks," she giggled, fondling his balls.
"You're not so bad yourself," Gordy answered.
"Thank God I got that splinter." He leaned down and tasted one of her cherry-red nipples.
She sighed from his lips on her tit. "I wonder if this is how Florence Nightingale got started," she giggled.
Crestfallen, Sally sadly watched the lovers embrace. They shared a deep soul-kiss as their naked bodies ground together. Sally was consumed by envy. To her way of thinking, by all rights it should have been her writhing in her brother's arms.
"Oooooh, I'm ready to fuck," the nurse cooed with a horny squirm. "Which one's your bunk, lover?"
"Over there," Gordy answered, gesturing toward where Sally was hiding as he slipped a knee into the nurse's crotch and rubbed her pussy.
"Ahh, privacy," she murmured as she nibbled on his earlobe, while his fingers explored the crack of her ass. "Being the only chick at an all-boy camp is no picnic. The management watches me like a hawk. Are you sure we won't be disturbed here?"
"The counselors will have those stupid jerks out there on that wild-goose chase until dawn," Gordy told her. "They pull this snipe hunt stunt every year as an excuse to go out in the woods and get drunk. I overheard them talking about it in the cafeteria. As soon as I could slip away without anybody noticing, I doubled back to your cabin on the hunch you were as hot to trot, as I was."
"Whew, some hunch," she panted as she slid her cunt back and forth on Gordy's knee until his thigh glistened with her pussy juice.
"We'll have the rest of the night all to ourselves," Gordy assured her.
"Mmmm-mmmm good. I want that big dick of yours in every hole. Come on, let's get it on!"
The nurse wriggled free, tugging Gordy by his cock. When she reached the bunk, she flopped down in a spread-legged fuck-me position right next to the sleeping bag containing Sally. When she carefully peered out from under the flap that concealed her head, Sally found herself staring into a glistening wide-open cunt. It was so close she could smell it.
Now Gordy's head entered the picture, dropping between the sleek thighs. His nostrils flared from the sweet pussy aroma. It almost killed Sally when she heard him say, "Good God, what a beautiful cunt. I've never seen anything like it."
"That could mean one of two things," the nurse teasingly replied. "You're either speaking from experience, or I'm the first chick who's ever opened up for you and I've just been awarded the Twat of the Year award by default."
"What do you think?" Gordy responded, and then lapped his tongue up the slash of the nurse's gaping slit, ending with a buzz of her erect clit.
"Ooooh!" she squealed. "Either you've been around or you're blessed with beginner's luck. Mmmmmm, you tongued me just right. I came."
"I know," Gordy said, thirstily eyeing the telltale juice that oozed down her inner thighs. "Want me to do it again to prove I know what I'm doing?"
"You better believe it. Only this time, use your whole mouth. Really eat me out. I love that."
As Sally watched, her brother engulfed the other woman's cunt right under her nose. The slurping drove her wild with jealousy. It was all she could do to restrain herself from surging out of the sleeping bag and pulling them apart.
Now Gordy's tongue was all the way inside, reaming the succulent cunt like a cock. The nurse was resting on her elbows, her head thrown back and her mouth agape as she moaned in orgasm. She was so turned on she began playing with her own tits, squeezing the nipples between her fingertips until they were bright red.
"Oh, baby," the nurse declared after her pussy had been thoroughly eaten, "I don't know who you've been practicing on, but she's a helluva lucky girl!"
Sally knew. All too well. Her cunt, so often sucked by her brother's hungry mouth, now felt abandoned. A dried-up relic.
But the worst was yet to come. For now the lovers were moving on to the main event. Gordy was crawling up the nurse's naked body, using her huge tits as handles for his erotic climb. Sally wanted to close her eyes, but she was hypnotized by the sight of her brother's all-too-familiar crotch fitting itself into the creamy well of a stranger's thighs. They were going to fuck.
Sally watched it all. Every movement. A female hand gracefully slipped down between the bare loins and closed its slender fingers around her brother's throbbing cock. Expertly, it drew the rigid girder of meat toward the ultimate target. A lushly flaring cunt eagerly awaited its erotic fate, its open lips steamily inviting penetration. Sally hated herself for admitting it, but it was an exquisite cunt. God, how she wished it was hers.
Now the nurse made contact, sliding the fiery head of Gordy's prick between the fleshy gates of her pussy.
"Fuck me!" the nurse cried.
Her hand flew away like a frightened bird as Gordy crammed his prick inside her with a burst of energy. All of a sudden Sally was looking at a buried cock, its thick root clasped by slimy pussylips as it stabbed to the core of a wriggling woman.
Sally was so close she could hear the squishing. The squishing of a pumping, hilted prick inside a wet cunt. The same squishing her own wet pussy had always made when Gordy fucked her. But now the wet, cock-stuffed pussy belonged to somebody else.
"Oh, God, do it to me!" the nurse squealed.
"Your big dick feels so good in my cunt. Fuck me harder. Harder!"
Sally winced. How many times had she heard herself shout the same thing when Gordy was fucking her?
Gordy's cock was like a piston now, a blur as it pumped in and out of the grasping cunt it was fucking. The lovers were so aroused that each brought a hand into play, the nurse's squeezing Gordy's balls, while his fingers gouged into the pit of her ass. She wrapped her long legs around him, thrusting back as good as she got. Sally was sick.
"Come!" the nurse shouted at the top of her lungs. "Flood my pussy with your hot, sweet jizz!"
Gordy bellowed like a wounded beast as his crotch buckled his body at the center. His cock was totally buried. It was so far in that it seemed to rivet the base of the nurse's spine to the bunk.
Watching with horror, Sally saw the sides of the nurse's cunt swell. Then a creamy film sparkled at the rims. Cum.
"God, there's so much of it," the nurse moaned in ecstasy. "You're drowning me."
The jizz was gushing from the sides of her twat and spreading across the hollows of her crotch. Gordy's spurting cock pulled out and sprayed the last of its syrupy contents all over her tits and belly. When he was finally drained, the nurse rubbed the thick spunk into her flesh. Her cunt was so saturated with cum that it looked as if it had melted.
Gordy's cock remained as hard as a rock in spite of the eruption that has just turned his balls inside out. Her naked body slippery with jism, the nurse wrestled and slithered her way on top of the action, reversing positions. Now she was dominant, straddling Gordy in an obscene squat, her flared loins dripping with male juice.
"I want it in the ass," she said. It wasn't a request, or even an order. It was an announcement.
Gordy laughed. "Nobody's stopping you, baby."
As Sally watched, the nurse took a two-handed grip on her brother's cock and lowered herself onto its barbed tip. As the prick-head disappeared between the cheeks of her ass, there was a muffled squeak – the unmistakable sound of something big forcing its way into something small.
The nurse tipped forward. Now Sally could see everything in crystal-clear detail. Just under the ridge of the asscheek closest to her, Sally gazed bitterly at her brother's cock, the head missing inside his lover's squeezing asshole. The veins stood out on his exposed shaft in electric blue. His balls were clenched in their taut sac.
As the nurse eased down, Gordy's cock vanished inside her. Sally could either watch or turn away. She chose to watch because she sensed that her imagination might torture her even beyond reality.
The nurse was sitting on Gordy's thighs now, twisting her hips from side to side. She had every inch of his cock up her ass, and acted as though she would greedily take more were it available.
Gordy's head dangled over the edge of the bunk, and he was gasping for air as his eyes rolled back in their sockets. Sweat was pouring off of him. Sally had never seen her brother pushed to this point.
And the nurse seemed to have only begun. Spreading her hands across Gordy's chest, she pumped herself up and down, her ass rising and falling in a blur. Sally had to be honest. She had never treated her brother to an ass-fuck that equaled this one.
All of a sudden Sally realized just how completely she had been caught up in the erotic spell the nurse had weaved. She became aware that her hand was between her legs, fingering her cunt. Her clit was alive, thrusting for satisfaction. She pressed it. Thick goo bubbled at the mouth of her pussy and oozed down her thighs. It was all Sally could do to keep from moaning from the unexpected climax.
As Gordy and the nurse rocked the bunk with their wild ass-fucking, Sally's fingers slipped inside her foaming cunt and stroked the vibrating walls. She was in the midst of a continuous orgasm now. No longer did she yearn to reveal herself and angrily tear the lovers apart. Instead, she had an almost uncontrollable urge to wriggle free of the sleeping bag and join their carnival of love. Her sour grapes had ripened into passion fruit.
But Sally knew, no matter how powerful, she could not allow herself to give in to her selfish impulses. Her sudden appearance would cause more problems than it would solve. As much as it hurt her, Sally accepted that her brother had a perfect right to a private life of his own. She would have to watch and suffer in silence.
And so, limited by her conscience to a secret finger-fuck by her own hand, Sally witnessed the spectacle of raw sex unfolding under her nose without interference. There was no other way. If she wanted to scale the heights Gordy had, she would have to do it on her own.
In the meantime, Gordy's nurse was poetry in motion as she moved her gorgeous body up and down his ass-locked prick. Her long red hair was flying like a mane, her rounded tits jiggling.
"Come!" she cried with crackling passion. "Come in my ass!"
Gordo gasped and then let go with everything he had. As the nurse squeezed his balls, his rising crotch lifted them both in mid-air. Even though it was buried in ten inches of tight female ass, the hiss from his spurting prick was unmistakably clear. He was coming like a geyser.
"Oh, baby, your cum is like fire!" the nurse squealed as her ass filled with molten cum.
Then just as quickly unfilled. The volume of Gordy's jizz was too much for any cavity of a woman's body. It came gushing out of the nurse's ass, pushing out the cock which blocked it like a cork from an exploding champagne battle.
Jumping off of Gordy, the horny nurse knelt by his side and lapped up the cum that had escaped from her ass and spilled across his belly and loins. When she lifted her face, it was covered from ear to ear and from her hairline to her chin with sticky gism.
Now the lovers rested, fitting their naked bodies together in a lazy sixty-nine. From her vantage point, Sally had a perfect close-up view of her brother's beautiful cock being tenderly sucked and licked. It was limp now, and the nurse could easily put the whole thing in her mouth and still have room for his balls. Whenever they were temporarily released, they glistened with a thick coating of spit.
Eventually Gordy got hard again. The sucking changed to mouth-fucking. His nuts, after resting in their drooping sac, tightened and churned. The veins on his cock looked like rivers on a map.
Stroking in and out, the shaft of Gordy's prick became bright red from the friction of his lover's clutching lips. He was going to come again. The nurse yanked her head back and took the load point-blank, wagging from side to side until the spent cum was dripping from planes of her face.
"Where do you get it all?" the jizz-happy nurse murmured with gurgling satisfaction. "God, what a stud you are."
Gordy took his sticky prick in hand and slid it up between his lover's tits. He pressed the pilowy jugs together and began fucking them. Incredibly, his cock jerked back to full hard-on.
"You're unbelievable," the nurse giggled. Then she creamily sighed, "Ah, boys, I just love 'em. Don't ever make the mistake of getting old, lover."
Gordy was stroking his way to a fourth eruption when the scuffling of footsteps outside carried through the closed door. Suddenly the lovers were upright, their sexual pleasure transformed into white-faced anxiety by the surprise intrusion.
"Shit, they're back earlier than I expected," Gordy hissed in alarm.
"Wait, I can hear voices," the nurse whispered.
So could Sally. Along with Gordy and the nurse, she recognized Arnie's. It was the counselors. Probably drunk and looking for trouble, action, or both.
Gordy jumped up and turned out the light. "We've got to get out of here," he said. "If those animals find us like this, there's no telling what they might do."
There was a crash outside, like someone falling against a garbage can. Then a horrible retching noise, followed by raucous drunken laughter. One of the counselors was obviously puking up his booze-soaked guts to the amusement of his pals.
Gordy seized the opportunity to open a window and boost the nurse out of the cabin. As soon as she had hit the ground, he blasted himself to the sill and followed her into the night. All of a sudden Sally was alone again.
But not for long. Led by Arnie, the drunken counselors barged into the cabin. Sally knew what was up. Alcohol had whetted their sexual appetites and they were looking for her.
She didn't resist. In fact, she hastened things along by drawing her naked body from the sleeping bag and inviting them to fuck her. It seemed like a reasonable enough trade for a ride back to town. In Sally's present frame of mind, submitting to another gang-bang was no more significant than shaking hands.
For Sally had made a decision. Probably the most important one of her life. She was going back home. That's where her future was. At last she knew for sure what she wanted and what she must do to get it. Nothing would stand in her way.