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Subject: {ASSM} "Camp" (ff, seduction) by deirdre -- reposted by H. Jekyll and PleaseCain
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"Camp"  (ff, seduction)

by deirdre


*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story.  "deirdre" was the
enigmatic queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s.  She posted 156
stories in just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and
apparently *never* corresponding with anyone.  She was last heard from
in late April 1996.  We will repost all 156 stories, with comments by
her, in alphabetical order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her
"retirement." In the coming months, we will announce a "deirdre-fest"
for next Spring.  Meanwhile, enjoy!

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com.


*****

Disclaimer: my stories, like the private sex fantasies of many people,
often depict "breaking some rules."  Do not read this story if you
believe fantasy stories should never depict situations undesirable in
real life.  Be warned that you may not be comfortable with the sexual
situations.  Do not read this story if you are less than 18 years of
age.

Permission granted to archive, repost, or publish in low-cost CD-ROM
archives of alt groups.  Permission granted to publish in periodicals
and anthologies of this type of material if attributed to deirdre and
an author's payment is sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre.
-- deirdre


Camp

by deirdre, 8/28/94


The kids had run ahead and Mary and I talked as we hiked.  Mary had
invited me to go camping with her and her daughter Lisa who have
brought a friend, Cathy.  I'd known Mary for years, since before her
marriage (much less her separation) and we were always comfortable with
each other.

We reached the waterfall--our destination--and found a little clearing
where we could sit and eat our sandwiches.  It seemed like the girls
were done in two minutes and were off again, looking around and
giggling.  I just sat eating and watching the waterfall--I seem to be
able to watch water falling over rocks forever.

Soon I stood up, telling Mary I was looking around--there were lots of
rocks along the falls and a number of different places where you could
climb up or down to see things from different angles.  The two of us
left the path, wandering close to the stream.  Then, coming around some
underbrush, I saw Lisa walking around completely nude!  Then I noticed
Cathy in the same state.

"Mary!" I squeaked.  Mary giggled, but didn't say anything.

"Mary, is that OK?" I didn't quite know what to say.  Mary didn't seem
bothered in the way I expected her to be.

"Oh, they're just fooling around." Lisa had walked out of view and
Cathy had followed her.  "Does it bother you?"

"Mary, it's..." Weird?  I was tongue-tied.

"Well, Lisa told me this morning that *you* had been staring at her
quite a bit." My heart was in my throat.  We had been in the tent the
night before and I had been facing Lisa when she had changed into her
nightgown.  I don't know what had come over me--I didn't look away--in
fact I gawked at her young, smooth body.  She had been facing away from
me most of the time and I hadn't thought she had noticed any staring on
my part.

I had lain awake remembering that sight.  Her smooth back and rear.
The profile of her perfect breasts as she finally turned--she really
had a woman's body even if she had the slender figure of youth.  I
couldn't believe that such thoughts were dominating my mind.  The
vision had come back to me more than once as we hiked.

"Why were you staring?" And Lisa had told her mom!  I was so
embarrassed!  "Admiring her lovely young body?"

"Mary..." I still didn't know what to say.

"Were you turned on?  Were you *...lusting* after my teenage daughter?"

"No!" Somehow Mary didn't seem angry, but she sounded so disapproving.
I felt so ashamed.

"I never would have guessed you liked female bodies."

"Mary, I'm not a lesbian!  You *know* I like men..."

"Oh, yes, you like men.  And little girls, too, right?  Soft female
bodies with their smooth skin and breasts."

"Mary, *please!"* I couldn't believe the way she was talking.

"Let's see what you like." She started unbuttoning her blouse!  "My
body is still in pretty good shape." She kept unbuttoning!  I stood in
shock.  Her blouse was on the ground and she unfastened her bra!

Mary does have a very youthful appearance.  She had kicked off her
sneakers and had her shorts and panties down in seconds.  "Well?  Any
reaction?" she asked.  I just stared.  She smiled at me, and turned her
body sideways so I could see it in profile and turned her back to me,
looking over her shoulder.

"You seemed to like Lisa's rear," she said and patted her own.  Her
body was so perfect--not a speck of excess fat.  She was so tan--and no
tan lines!  I remembered that Lisa and Cathy didn't have any either.
She turned back to me and put her fingers on her nipples.  Her breasts
were so pretty.  She held her nipples between her fingers and thumbs
and rolled them a little.  She giggled a little again.  "Can't take
your eyes off them, can you?  You *definitely* enjoy the sight of a
pretty woman."

She walked up to me.  "Want to kiss them?" she asked in a low,
conspiratorial voice.  She licked a finger and then used it to massage
one of her nipples.  I stared at the way they stood out.  She grabbed
my hand and put it on one of her breasts, still smiling at me.  I heard
voices and noticed Lisa walking in the distance.  She didn't seem to
notice us.  Mary's breast felt so...

She opened her mouth and licked her upper lip with her tongue.  Then
she was smiling again as she approached me with her lips.  I thought
she would kiss me, but she brought her lips to my ear.  "Lusting after
my daughter," she whispered.  "Did you want to kiss her?" She brushed
her lips on my cheek.  "Did you?" Her voice was still quiet but very
insistent.

"Yes!" I breathed.  She giggled and was kissing me, her tongue invading
my mouth immediately.  I felt her body against mine.  I melted.

We were still kissing but I realized she had maneuvered our bodies
apart somewhat and was taking off my clothes with one hand.  She still
had one arm around me.  Then her fingers were on my breasts.  I felt I
was on the verge.  I noticed Cathy in the distance, leaning against a
tree, still nude.  She was looking off in a different direction but I
didn't see Lisa.  Her fingers were idly playing with her own nipples.

I ran my hands down Mary's body.  I felt so ashamed.  Her body was so
smooth and her rear so wonderful.  Her legs.  "Suck my breasts," she
said.  I wanted to so bad.  I got down on my knees but I was too low.
I kissed her tummy and her hands were in my hair.  "Good girl!"  I
heard her say.  "You're mine!  Aren't you?"

"Yes!" I whispered.

"And you'll do what I want." I didn't answer but just kept kissing her
tummy, my hands on her rear.  Her fingers in my hair felt so good.

"We're going to have fun with you," she said smiling.  She drew me to
standing and led me by the hand back to our backpacks.  Out of her
backpack she drew some tent pegs and short pieces of rope.  She turned
and handed a piece to me: it was very soft.  Smiled at me: "Let's find
a little clear spot."

Oh!  That night they lay the sleeping bags open and they all were nude
when we shut off the lantern.  I felt a slender little body snuggle in
behind mine and we ended up spooning.  Whoever it was whispered in my
ear "My boyfriend is going to love taking your ass."

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