Her long blonde hair was a waterfall of softness and her hands were steady as she touched me during our second kiss. Her fingers were light and caress...ng, bringing me more pleasure than had she been making love to me with her whole body. I drank in her lushness, her giving, her generosity. I hurt so much inside for wanting to make her mine. My desire made me greedy and I started asking questions. I wanted to know her. I wanted to know everything about her. I wanted to flood my mind and soul. .A group of us met at a bar not too far from the village and got the drinks in while we waiting on a couple of stragglers namely a new girl at work and her husband who none of us had met yet.We were all quite pissed when they finally arrived, everyone rushed to welcome Natalie and her husband Steve. I stopped dead, I wasn't out no one knew that I craved cock but looking at Steve...and the way he was looking at me...he KNEW!Maybe I was being paranoid...that had to be it! He's married! But I. ” “It was supposed to be a weekend, not a week. Believe me, I will be prepared next time. Had I known that I would be stuck in hillbilly hell with no cock in sight, I would have come prepared with a full armory of sexual devices for my pleasure.” Sydney laughed out loud and shook her head. She completely understood. Her own needs had grown past the point of self pleasure and now fueled the curiosity and attraction to her best friend. Soon, her thoughts were consumed with the particulars of. . Lisa, Pete... ?"I'll tell you a secret ... even Jennifer, the head counselor, is involved. She's the one who brought all our stuff over in secret so that Hartwell wouldn't find out. The only thing that bothers me is that today is our last day here; tomorrow, we have to pack up everything and go back to camp." We do? I had completely forgotten about camp ... Ugh ... bathing suits..." said Heather."Separate showers..." reminded Karen."Having to stay 'properly' dressed..." added Ginger. "I itch.