The next day I woke up early. There were only three days left at camp. The weather was supposed to be sunny all day. Most campers had decided it would be a great day to spend on the beach.

I was the first up in our camp, so I walked over to Jenny's. Only Jake was there, sitting in a chair.

"Should be a good day at the beach," he said to me in a quiet voice.

"Yep," I answered. "Looks like everyone is still asleep."

"No, they're all up," Jake said. "They just went inside for breakfast."

Just then, the trailer door opened. Carrie and Jenny came out, looking as stunning as ever. Both of them smiled at me. They were followed by their parents.

"Hi, John," Jenny said.

"Hi," I said back.

"Do you want some breakfast, John?" Jenny's mom asked.

"No, but thanks," I said.

We all sat down and talked about the plans for the day. There was also a big potluck at the picnic area in the evening, and everyone was expected to be there.

"Well, I'm gonna take a shower," Carrie announced, as she got up and went into their trailer to get a towel.

The camp showers were very near to our campsite, just down a paved pathway at the end of the road. They were on the backside of brick building. The front side had restrooms. There were four simple shower rooms, each with a door that faced on the outside of the building. Campers took showers whenever they wanted. Some took a shower in the morning. Others later in the day. Some went days. I liked to take one every day in the late morning. The general rule was that you should only take five minutes, out of courtesy for others. But very seldom were people waiting for a shower room, so the five minute rule was flexible, depending on whether there was a wait. I was glad the rule was flexible, because I liked to take a long shower.

Carrie came back out of their Airstream carrying a towel, and headed toward the showers.

A few moments later, Jake announced that he was going to take a shower as well, and picked up a towel that he had apparently set down earlier on the picnic table.

The conversation continued among Jenny's parents and myself. But Jenny had a strange look on her face. It looked like something was bothering her.

After a while, Jenny's parents started to get ready to head to the beach.

Jenny got up and motioned for me to follow her. We walked toward my camp and stopped.

"You know they take a shower together," Jenny said.

"Who?" I asked.

"Carrie and Jake," Jenny explained.

"What do you mean?" I asked, not comprehending what Jenny was trying to explain.

"They go to the showers at the same time every day, and if no one is waiting, they go into a shower together," Jenny explained.

"Oh," I said.

"Then they wash each other," Jenny said.

I nodded, still not understanding why it was important for Jenny to tell me all of that.

"Do you want to take a shower?" Jenny asked.

"You mean with you?" I replied.

"Yeah," Jenny said.

Now it was making sense. Jenny's sister had obviously told her about showering with Jake. Carrie must have described it as being fun. Jenny wanted to do the same with me.

"Okay," I responded.

"So go get a towel and wait a few minutes," Jenny directed. "Then come to the showers."

I nodded, went off to my camp, and got a beach towel out of our trailer.

I waited a few minutes, then headed to the showers.

As I neared the path, I noticed Carrie and Jake walking toward me. They were smiling and had towels wrapped around their waists.

"We're heading to the beach in a few," Carrie announced. "We just passed Jenny. She said she'll be there right after she takes a shower."

"Okay," I said.

When I turned the corner around the brick building, Jenny was standing there, waiting for a shower room. But I could tell that no one was in any of the showers, as there was no running water, and no towels hanging on any of the shower doors.

"Come on," Jenny said, as she went to the shower door at the end of the line, opened it, and went in. I followed.

Jenny closed and locked the shower door and tossed her towel over the top of the door. She grabbed my towel and did likewise.

The showers had brick walls, a metal door with a one foot gap on the top and bottom, and smooth concrete floor sloping slightly to the center, with a metal drain in the middle. Each stall had a light at the top, as well as two knobs on the back wall, which controlled the cold and hot water that ran to a shower spout coming out of the wall directly above the knobs. On either side of the control knobs were two stainless steel boxes embedded into the wall, with a pump button and nozzle sticking out from each. One dispensed shampoo. The other liquid soap. Each shower stall was spacious, measuring about six feet by six feet.

Jenny went over to the control knobs and turned them on, being careful to stay out of the water spray. I just stood by the door until she got the temperature right.

Jenny got into the shower spray and put her back to the warm water.

"Come on over," she said.

I walked over to her. Jenny put her hands around my waist and pulled me close. I wasn't expecting that. Jenny leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. I wasn't expecting that either, but I responded by kissing her back and wrapping my arms around her body, feeling the warm water as I touched her soft skin.

Jenny broke our embrace, walked over to the soap dispenser, and got a handful of soap. That left me standing in the shower stream, so I turned around and backed into the shower spray.

Jenny approached me from the front and put the soap on my chest and began to wash my upper body. It felt really good, but it wasn't feeling sexual, so I didn't get an erection. I was just enjoying the new sensation. When Jenny was done with my chest and arms, she had me turn around. She washed my back and butt. Then she crouched down and washed my legs.

The only part of my body she hadn't washed was my cock and balls. I began to wonder if that was next.

"You want to wash me now?" Jenny asked.

"Sure," I said.

I washed the soap off my body and got some soap on my hands from the dispenser, as Jenny backed into the shower spray. I washed her shoulders and arms and then tiny breasts. They felt firm and slippery in my hands. I lingered too long, because I could tell my cock was finally starting to get hard. I moved down to her belly and washed her pussy mound. I had her turn around and washed her back and butt, which caused my erection to grow even more. I also washed her legs and feet.

I stood up. Jenny turned around in the shower spray and washed all the soap off her body.

"Well, there's only one thing left to wash," Jenny announced.

There was actually three. My cock and balls, and her pussy.

"I see it's gotten hard," Jenny said with a smile on her face.

She looked down at my crotch and reached out with her right hand, wrapping it around the shaft of my fully erect penis.

"Would you like me to wash it for you?" Jenny asked.

I nodded sheepishly.

Jenny got more soap on her hands and returned to face me, putting her back into the shower spray again.

"Turn sideways," Jenny directed, as she swirled her hand in a counter-clockwise rotation.

I followed her instruction.

Jenny reached out with her soapy right hand and wrapped it around the shaft of my cock. She put her left hand on my back just above my butt.

Jenny stroked my hard dick. She went slow at first, then sped up.

I looked over at her. She knew I was in bliss and would cum in short order. Jenny smiled big, showing her braces. She looked back down to what her hand was doing to my cock.

I looked as well. That was all it took.

"Ohh" I moaned as my orgasm took over.

I shot spurt after spurt of semen into the air. It all fell to the concrete shower floor. One spurt almost made it to the wall. Jenny kept stroking until I could take no more, and wrapped my left hand around her right hand, guiding her through the last strokes that caused a few thick globs of cum to dribble out the head of my cock and into the frothy soapy semen mixture that was on her hand.

Jenny washed her hands and stepped aside so that the shower spray would hit my body. I turned and let the spray wash me off. Jenny also made sure to direct the shower nozzle in a way that washed my cum down the drain. After that, she shut off the shower.

"That was fun," Jenny said in a quiet voice.

I nodded.

"Don't you want me to do something for you?" I asked.

"Not now," Jenny replied. "Later."

She grabbed her towel off the door and began to dry off. I did the same with my own towel.

After we had wrapped the towels around our waists, Jenny directed me to stand aside while she opened the door and looked out. Then she motioned for me to follow her.

Nobody was waiting in the shower area, although one other shower stall was running with a towel draped over the door.

We walked back to our camps, then headed out to the beach.

After a full day of beach activity, the afternoon was coming to a close. Campers were starting to head back to camp, in order to get ready for the evening potluck.

Jenny asked me to stay on the beach a little longer, and our parents said that was okay. They said we could just meet them all at the picnic grounds in an hour.

The beach area at the camp was basically a large cove with a broad white sand beach. Perfect for volleyball and other activities. The cove had two distinct parts. A big beach area directly adjacent to the campground, and a smaller beach area partially separated by a rock formation. Kids liked to climb on the rock formation between the two parts of the beach.

After nearly everyone had left the main beach area and sunset was approaching, Jenny grabbed her towel.

"Come on, I've got something to show you," Jenny said.

I grabbed my towel and followed her. Jenny walked over toward the rock formation separating the main beach area from the smaller beach area. But instead of climbing up and over the rock formation, Jenny walked toward the water and around the formation. The tide was going out, so there was no problem walking around it.

I walked next to Jenny in the wet sand along the small beach area.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll see," Jenny said with a smile.

We walked to the end of the small beach to the rocky headland at the far end. Jenny walked to the end of the headland and hopped over the small rock at the end. When the tide was low, there was a small area of additional beach. Maybe twenty feet wide, with only a small amount of dry sand right up against the rocks. It was a tiny beach cove that only appeared when the tide was out. We had explored and played there many times before. But that time I could tell Jenny had something different in mind.

Jenny laid her towel down on the small area of dry sand, with one end right up against the rocks. Then she took my towel and put it next to hers, end-to-end. The end of my towel was barely out of the wet sand. I didn't understand what she was doing.

Jenny came up to me, wrapped her hands around my shoulders and looked me in the eye. I put my hands on her waist.

"I want you to lick me again," she declared.

"Okay," I replied.

Jenny smiled, turned around, then got down on her towel, with her head up near the rocks and facing me. She spread her legs slightly, looking right at me.

My cock was already fluffed from the idea of going down on Jenny again, and now it was starting to get hard as I gazed upon her exquisite body, with a glimpse of her delightful pussy. I suddenly understood why she had placed my towel the way she did.

I got down onto my towel, face down and scooted my head into Jenny's crotch as she spread her legs wider, to allow me good access.

Jenny's beautiful pussy was fully displayed, and I began to lap at her slit with the tip of my tongue.

"That's feels so good, John," she said after a while.

I moved up to her clitoris and carefully flicked it with the tip of my tongue, and then in circles. I went back down her pussy slot.

"Do that again," Jenny moaned.

I went back up and concentrated on Jenny's clit. To my surprise, Jenny put her hands on the back of my head and began to gyrate her hips, while positioning my head exactly where she wanted it to be.

"Ohh," Jenny moaned as she applied more pressure to the back of my head, effectively grinding my mouth around her clit, as I sped up the frequency of my tongue across her pleasure spot.

Jenny's lower body began to jerk, as her body experienced waves of orgasm. She held my head in place, connected to her body just where she wanted, as orgasmic contractions racked her pussy and ass.

Finally, Jenny pushed my head away from her crotch when she could take no more. She looked down at me. He eyes were wide, and she was breathing hard.

"Come here," she directed.

I got up onto all fours and crawled above Jenny's body. Her hands still holding my head, she pulled me down to kiss her, even though my mouth was covered in her own wetness.

As we kissed, Jenny let go of my head with her right hand and reached down and grabbed my hard cock.

That caught me by surprise, and our heads parted by a few inches, as my body hovered above her.

"Put it in," Jenny ordered. "Put it in me."

"But," I said.

"It's okay," Jenny replied. "I want to do this. Just don't cum in me."

I nodded, as Jenny pulled my cock down toward her wet pussy. I let my body move in that direction.

Jenny rubbed the tip of my hard penis up and down her pussy slot, then focused the head against her virgin pussy.

"Won't it hurt?" I asked.

"Yeah," Jenny said. "But it'll be okay."

I could feel Jenny move her hips, in an effort to cause my cock to enter her, but it just pushed the swollen glans up against her maidenhead. I could feel the pressure against my cock, and worried about causing her pain, about her bleeding, and about getting her pregnant. But all of those worries didn't cause my cock, or my youthful lust, to subside.

Jenny put both of her hands on my hips. She looked at me in the eyes.

"Push hard, John," Jenny instructed.

I did. I thrust my cock into Jenny and I could feel her hymen give way and my cock slide into her tight and wet vagina.

"Ohh" Jenny moaned.

It seemed like a moan of pain, not pleasure.

I stopped with about half of my cock buried in Jenny.

I looked at her.

"It's okay," she reassured.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"A little," Jenny hissed. "But it feels good, too."

I could feel Jenny's hands coaxing me to start pushing my penis in and out of her body, which is exactly what I did. The feeling was amazing. Jenny's pussy was warm, wet, and tight. It felt like a form fitting slippery glove was massaging my hard cock.

I slowly pumped in and out of Jenny, moving slightly deeper on each forward thrust. When my cock was bottomed out in her pussy, Jenny moaned again and moved her hands off my hips. She wrapped her arms around my body.

It had only been a few minutes since Jenny and I had lost our virginity on the beach that day, but I was ready to cum. I remembered that I needed to pull out and not cum in Jenny, so I pulled out quickly, thinking I would stroke myself for a minute before ejaculating.

But I didn't even last that long. As soon as I pulled my cock out of Jenny and wrapped my hand around the shaft, it started. Spurts of cum shot onto Jenny's belly and chest.

As I squeezed the last of the semen out of my cock and it dribbled down onto Jenny just above her belly button, I noticed there was pink wetness at the base of my penis. I knew instantly what it was. I looked up at Jenny. She saw it too.

"It's okay," Jenny reassured. "Come here."

Jenny reached up and grabbed my head again, pulling me down to kiss her.

"That was really good, John," Jenny declared. "And you pulled out in time."

"Yeah, just barely," I admitted.

Jenny smiled.

When I got up, I couldn't help but notice there was fresh blood at the base of Jenny's pussy, as well as a small amount on her towel.

I told her about it, but she again reassured me that it was okay.

Jenny took her towel and had us walk out into the surf, to our knees. She put her entire towel in the water, rinsed it out, and then used it to wash off my shriveled cock, as well as her pussy. Jenny winced a little as she washed her crotch.

We walked back to Jenny's camp, where she hung up her towel. We went off to the potluck. On the way, Jenny held my hand as we walked together. The sunset was beautiful.