Loading...Interning as a camp counselor was a terrific summer job to help finish her psych degree. It was a welcome break before her final year and completing her masters. Ingrid was hoping to discover a direction for her thesis for the coming fall from the experience. Starry Sky Ranch was a girls’ camp in the Rockies about an hour from a town of any size, very isolated. She had gotten lost twice picking her way through the dirt roads trying to follow the very rough map that had been sent to her.
When she finally pulled into the parking lot she was exhausted, looking forward to nothing more than a hot shower and a hot dinner. The camp director, Brenda, was sitting on the front porch of the main building, waving as she arrived. A tall, attractive brunette Brenda was the main reason she had agreed to take the position for the summer.
“Hello, Ingrid,” she smiled warmly. “You are the last to arrive. I’ll bet you can’t wait to shower and eat after the last part of that drive!” she seemed to read Ingrid’s mind in a most pleasing fashion. “Let me show you around real quick and the cabin you and your group will use. You can grab a shower and join us in the dining hall,” she said a twinkling lilt to her voice. There were twelve cabins, all very modern each with it’s own restroom and showers, no outhouses for this camp! There was a small room for each cabin’s counselor and beds for 12 girls in the main room. The girls’ beds were separated by partitions to create a little privacy within the main room. The center of the room was wide open with a few tables and chairs to lounge around and hang out in. Then there was the administration building, the dining hall, and the recreation center.
Ingrid showered quickly and headed to the dining hall. She could hear voices and laughter coming from the open door. Poking her head in, she saw Brenda sitting on a table talking with a group of women gathered around her. Brenda saw her and motioned for her to join the group. “Well, now that Ingrid is here we can get started,” Brenda said. “There are sixteen of us to ride heard on 144 girls ranging from 15-18 years old. The twelve counselors are each responsible for their own group of girls. The admin staff and myself will be helping with the daily details, the group activities and pitching in when and wherever we can. Each group of girls will be here for three weeks, and then we get a week break before the next group arrives. You will find complete instructions on your duties, responsibilities and activities in your cabins,” Brenda said smoothly, “Now that we have that out of the way lets get some food and relax, the first group will be here Monday morning at 8:00am sharp, let’s enjoy the weekend.”
The evening went well and by the end of it the sixteen women were comfortable with each other. New friends were made and old friendships were renewed. Before they broke up for the evening Brenda mentioned that she had finally found a doctor for the summer. The doctor was a brand new graduate and had agreed to work for the camp, cheap, for the summer before joining a real practice. The doctor would not arrive until late Sunday afternoon though.
Ingrid spent the weekend exploring the area around the camp, short hikes, long hikes, the best places to lay out by the fast moving mountain stream. No swimming though it was still very cold and swollen with melting snow from higher up. She spent the evenings talking, debating and laughing with the other women. Even then she was examining the inter-personal relationships that were developing among them, storing them away for possible use in her paper.
A jeep drove up late Sunday just as they were heading inside for dinner. A man was in the driver’s seat. He was about average height, with thick brunette hair, his ragged cut-off shorts showing off a muscular set of legs and the old t-shirt hinted at more underneath. He radiated a quiet confidence, as he got out of the jeep. “Must be a lost camper,” Ingrid thought to herself. But, then she heard Brenda greet him from the porch and Ingrid realized this must be the camp doctor. “Oh dear, I thought the doctor would be a woman,” she thought to herself, “This could be an interesting summer. I hope he has an idea of what he may be in for.” She watched as Brenda greeted him and the pair disappeared inside the administration building. Ingrid joined the other ladies inside the dining hold and told them that the doctor had arrived. He became quite a focal point of their conversation while they waited for Brenda to bring him in.
They didn’t have to wait long. “Okay everyone, the Dr. has arrived,” Brenda announced as the pair walked into the dining hall. Greetings were exchanged and introductions made.
“Please, everyone, just call me Kris. I’m new at being a real doctor and it still sounds little strange to me. Besides we are going to be together all summer and I refuse to be that formal the whole time,” he laughed.
Ingrid watched him through dinner. He was relaxed and listened intently to the conversations going on around him, exuding a quiet confidence that she found very attractive. He would answer questions directed at him but for the most part seemed content to listen. He had a nice laugh and laughed a lot. “I wonder how this is going to work out for him, one man, 16 unattached women and 144 girls,” she thought to herself. She looked around the table. Several of the women there obviously had ideas about uses they might have for the handsome young doctor. “Yes, this could be an interesting topic for my paper,” thought Ingrid.
Dinner ran very late that night, everyone seemingly unwilling to part company, but eventually Brenda called it a night, with a reminder that campers would be there bright and early in the morning. Everyone was to be at the administration building at seven to start getting ready. Ingrid walked to her cabin and made a few notes in her journal about the day and turned in. Her last thoughts, before drifting off to sleep, were about the new doctor.
The next day could only be described as organized chaos. Three large buses arrived shortly after 8 disgorging their loads of wild, excited girls. Some were Starry Sky veterans and quickly got their things together. But, for every one camp veteran there were two, wide-eyed rookies. Some away from home for the first time, the counselors wading in to sort them all out and attempt to banish more than a few tears, giving assurance that all would be fine and it really would be fun. By nine each counselor had managed to round up the appropriate group of girls and were heading to the cabins to settle in. There were two hours before lunch and they needed every moment of it. Beds were claimed arguments started and settled. The cabins magically turned from empty shells to places the girls could call home for three weeks.
The next three days were a blur of events for Ingrid. She could barely manage to keep up with her own group let alone help anyone else and find time to write in her journal. Any thoughts of the doctor were driven from her head by the pace set by her girls. She occasionally saw him at lunch or when passing the administration building but that was all. When she did see him he seemed to be enjoying himself immensely and seemed unfazed by the mass of females surrounding him.
Within the first few days she discovered that two of her older girls were lovers. Ingrid slept lightly and late one night had been awakened by soft, quiet moans coming from the baths. She had cautiously peered around the corner and had seen one girl sitting on the counter her head thrown back, her breasts, the nipples long and hard, thrusting forward, the other girl’s head buried in her pussy. Ingrid quickly pulled her head back not wanting to be seen and listened to the soft moans and cries for a few minutes, while her own nipples hardened and her pussy grew damp. She ached to join the two girls but returned to her own room instead. She lay down on her bed masturbating her self to a massive orgasm with the images of the two young girls making love in the bath. With the end of the semester finals and then getting the counselor job for the summer she had forgotten how long it had been since she had held another woman in her arms or had felt a hard swollen prick pounding into her. She sighed, drifting off to sleep, dreams of the doctor filtering through her head.
Camp activities stretched from early in the morning till late in the evening. Evenings were spent gathered around the large campfire in the center of the camp. Singing and story telling being the favored events around the fire while marshmallows were roasted and then crammed together with chocolate on graham crackers and greedily devoured. They even managed to get the doctor to the campfire. His deep voice was easy to pick out when they sang together and he was willing to read chapters out of one of his books. He was soon a favorite among the girls and they demanded that he read every evening, although more than a few, including a couple of the counselors, and just sat and stared. He seemed flattered and a little embarrassed by the attention and carefully managed not to play favorites and was a perfect gentleman with the girls. The first week saw a continual stream of girls going in and out of his little emergency room. The smallest cut or abrasion was sure to call for a visit to Dr Kris. By Friday Brenda had to put her foot down on the visits, telling the girls that the counselors were more than qualified to apply band aids and that the Dr’s office was only for bigger injuries that the counselors could not handle on their own. The stream at least dropped to a trickle.
Weekends were less structured than the rest of the week. Movies were shown in the evening in the recreation hall and some of the counselors could be convinced to make the hour-long trip down to Dillon with some of the older girls. It was a time to unwind a little, there were still rules to be followed but the activities were optional. Ingrid returned from Dillon one evening, just as the light was beginning to fade. She had agreed to help Angie chaperone some of the older girls on a little excursion using the camp van. She was walking around the back of the administration building when she heard some odd slapping sounds and soft moans coming from an open window. Curious she stood on her tiptoes to get a look inside. Her eyes grew wide with amazement.
The window opened into the Dr’s office and inside Brenda, naked, was standing over the examination table her legs spread wide and her ass thrust back as Kris ran his rigid cock in and out of her pussy in long slow strokes. Ingrid glanced around, there was no one in sight, and reaching inside her shorts she started to gently rub her pussy through the soft cotton of her panties. Brenda rose up supporting herself on her hands allowing Kris room to caress and squeeze her breasts, teasing her hard nipples as he speeded up, thrusting his rigid cock into her wet pussy. Ingrid saw Brenda shudder, a long low moan coming from her throat, her body going rigid as an orgasm ripped through her. Ingrid slipped her hand under her own panties and started fingering her wet slit, gently teasing her clit. Kris was going wild and she watched as he pulled his cock out of Brenda’s pussy. Brenda turning, dropping to her knees and taking the his cock in her mouth and sucking on it for all she was worth. Kris groaned deeply and thrust hard into Brenda’s mouth. Ingrid could see Brenda swallowing as he shot jet after jet of cum into her mouth. Brenda couldn’t swallow it all, some dripping out of her mouth splashing down on her breasts. Kris dropped down to his knees and kissed her deeply, and then bent down to her breasts, licking them clean, paying special attention to the hard nipples, Brenda groaned in delight at the touch of his tongue on her hard nipples. Ingrid’s knees grew weak and she had to choke back her own moans, her hand moving faster. Then she heard voices coming around the corner. Quickly pulling her hand out of her shorts and shoving it in her pocket. In the darkness she hoped no one would notice how hard her nipples were. She almost sprinted to her room in the cabin. Locking the door behind her she ripped her clothes off and fell on the bed. With one hand she thrust two fingers in and out of her throbbing pussy, the other rubbing and teasing her clit till her body was bucking and writhing in an intense orgasm. Again she had to choke back her cries of passion so the girls in the main room would not hear her. She fell asleep, naked, in the bed, dreaming of Brenda and the hard cock pounding in and out her excited pussy.
She awoke a little frustrated the next morning and spent some serious time writing in her journal. She spent the rest of the day with her girls and doing her best to avoid Brenda and Kris when ever possible. It seemed that when she saw him he would have a huge grin on his face when he looked at her. It made her shiver with excitement. Still she managed to go the entire day without actually speaking with either one of them to her immense relief for some reason. She was in line for dinner with her girls when Kris got in line, unnoticed, behind her.
“Hi Ingrid,” he said. Ingrid jumped slightly. She turned her head and saw him grinning.
“Hi Kris,” she replied, a little uneasily.
“Did you like the show last night?” he asked.
“Oh, I didn’t see the movie last night, I just went to bed.”
“That’s not the show I was talking about.”
“Well, then I don’t know what you mean then,” she replied hesitantly.
“Oh, I think you do, I saw you peeking through that window into the exam room early last night. I saw you in the mirror as you watched me with Brenda,” he whispered to her. “Did you like what you saw? I know Brenda liked it a lot.” Ingrid felt her pussy grow a little damp as her mind replayed the scene in the office. She felt Kris place his hand on her ass, hidden by the tray he held in his other hand. She stiffened at the touch her nipples growing hard. “Maybe that can be you sometime, Ingrid,” he whispered again. Ingrid could only nod in agreement, her mind racing, thinking about how his cock would feel buried in her pussy. Then it was her turn, she took her food and sat down at the table with her girls. Kris sat across the room right where she could see him. She watched as Brenda sat down next to him and saw his hand disappear underneath the table. Brenda squirmed in her seat as she was eating and talking with the other women at the table, but only Ingrid seemed to notice Brenda’s discomfort. Ingrid licked her lips wondering if Kris was going to fuck Brenda again tonight.
That evening it was raining lightly and her girls decided to see the movie in the recreation hall. Everyone seemed to be there except for Kris and Brenda. Ingrid felt a little disappointed. About half and hour later she felt someone sit down in the seat beside her.
“Hi again, Ingrid” a male voice whispered to her. That could only be one person, Ingrid’s heart gave a little leap.
“Hi, Kris” she whispered back.
“I’m glad you sat in the back, it was much easier to find you,” he whispered again. “Brenda didn’t want to come, she’s a little tired right now,” he continued. Ingrid could feel his grin, even with her eyes locked on the screen. She jumped a little when he placed his hand on her leg, softly caressing the skin between her knee and the hem of her shorts. He leaned sidewise towards her keeping his eyes on the screen and his hand on her leg. Ingrid glanced around no one was watching them and she squirmed in her chair as his fingers softly caressed her leg. “You didn’t really answer me before. Did you like watching me fuck Brenda?” he whispered in her ear.
“Yesss, it made me so hot,” she whispered back. His hand moved from her leg and slipped around behind her back. He slipped it underneath her shirt and she could feel his warm hand on her bare skin.
“So, what did you do about it?” he whispered again. He pulled her a little closer and she felt his hand slipping around her side and working his way slowly to the front.
“I ran back to my cabin,” she stuttered softly back. His hand was cupping her breast now, her hard nipple trapped between his fingers. She looked around again. Kris was keeping his eyes on the screen but didn’t really seem to be watching the film. No one else seemed to have noticed anything going on.
“Tell me what you did then Ingrid, tell me everything,” Kris whispered, his hand beginning to gently squeeze her breast and pinching her hard nipple between his fingers. Ingrid had to fight back the moan that began deep in her chest as an electric thrill ran from the tip of her nipple down to the center of her pussy, and she felt herself becoming damp with arousal.
“I locked the door and ripped my clothes off. My nipples were so hard and I pinched them with my fingers. Then I got on the bed and I shoved two fingers in my pussy pretending they were your cock running in and out of me. I rubbed and teased my clit and thought about how Brenda must have felt while you fucked her. Then I came hard on my fingers, wishing it was your cock instead,” Ingrid whispered in a low husky voice, her eyes closed as she relived the night before. His hand continued to squeeze her throbbing breast.
“I’m glad you liked it Ingrid. I want you to come back to the window tomorrow night, after lights out, you will do that won’t you Ingrid?” he asked in a hushed voice. Ingrid nodded yes to him. He took her hand with his and placed it on his crotch. She could feel the hard cock straining in his shorts and she rubbed her hand up and down the long shaft a little. The movie ended, he moved her hand away and took his hand from her breast. He sat there and looked at her for a moment. “Don’t forget now, tomorrow night, same place,” he said with a grin. Ingrid smiled back and forced herself to walk and not run from the recreation hall. She gathered up her girls and they headed back as quickly as she could make them. She got them settled down and went to her room closing and locking the door.
She stripped off her clothes and lay on the bed again. She replayed the conversation and the feel of his hands on her body in her mind, as she slowly rubbed her wet slit. She turned over and groaned into her pillow. With one hand underneath rubbing her clit she brought the other back to the entrance of her pussy, teasing her self. When she could stand it no longer she shoved her fingers hard inside her body, thrusting them in and out in time with her rubbing her clit. She groaned harder, her hands speeding up as the muscles in her legs started to tighten. She rubbed her hard nipples into the rough texture of the blanket as her hands extracted the most exquisite sensations from her pussy. She felt her orgasm rising through her and then it was there crashing like a tidal wave her muscles rigid as it raced through her. She collapsed exhausted on the bed and slipped into sleep dreaming of the hard cock she had felt briefly that night.
She awoke excited about the coming evening wondering what might happen and what she would see. The day seemed to last for ever. She kept her eyes out for Kris or Brenda but she didn’t see them until lunch. Kris sat with Brenda and the other admin staff across the room from her. She kept glancing over at him as she ate her lunch with the girls. Every time he caught her looking he would smile at her. He got up to take his tray to the kitchen and paused when he came next to her. He bent down and whispered to her “Don’t forget about tonight Ingrid. Hope I will see you there.” He continued on before she could reply.
The afternoon dragged by, she could not concentrate on any of the activities and let her girls run things for her. Finally the dinner hour arrived. This time Kris sat down directly across from her. She felt her face flush as he stared into her eyes while chatting with the girls at the table. She could hardly say a word and squirmed under his gaze. She noticed that his eyes were hazel with flecks of gold in them, and he called out to her with them. She sat spellbound as the meal finished and didn’t even realize that he had left the table. She shook herself a bit and took the girls back to the cabin. Two hours till lights out.
The last two hours of the day were free time, the girls wrote letters, played games, talked, joked and laughed together. The first week this had been Ingrid’s favorite time of the day, a time to unwind and just enjoy the camaraderie that was forming. Tonight she was distracted and found it hard to concentrate on anything. Finally the lights out bell rang from the admin building. She shooed the girls into bed and turned out the lights and went to her room. Now she had to be careful. She knew that Roxanne and Mary would shortly be sneaking into the bath area like they did almost every night and she did not want to have them catch her sneaking out. She quietly opened her window and removed the screen and slipped out into the night. She paused outside listening till she was satisfied that no one was around. Then she picked her way through the camp to the administration building. She paused again, but heard nothing. She moved around to the back and saw a light coming from the Dr’s office window. She moved closer, now she could hear sounds coming from the window. As she got closer she recognized Brenda’s cries of passion. She felt her own heart race at the thought of the other woman locked in Kris’ embrace. She went to the window and discovered some one had stacked some wood right under the window, high enough for her to stand on and look in without standing on her toes this time.
She smiled “I guess he does plan ahead a little,” she thought. She stepped up and took her first look into the room. Almost instantly she felt her nipples harden with excitement and her pussy grew damp at the scene in the room. Brenda was lying on her back on the exam table her legs hanging over the bottom edge on foot resting on the counter the other hanging loose toes pointing to the floor her hands on her breasts pinching and tweaking her hard nipples. Kris’ head was buried between her legs and Ingrid could her the slurping sound of his tongue moving up and down Brenda’s slit. Brenda moaned louder, writhing on the small table, thrusting her pussy up to meet his tongue. This only lasted a few minutes and Ingrid watched as Brenda’s body stiffened and bucked in a massive orgasm. She collapsed back on to the table and Kris stood up at the foot of the table. He looked up and saw Ingrid at the window and smiled at her. Now that he was standing Ingrid got her first really good look at his cock. It was hard, red and throbbing. She could see the head of it bob, each beat of his heart sending blood pulsing through it. He leaned over Brenda, his cock sliding up and down the wet slit of her pussy as he kissed her hard on the lips. She grabbed his head and held him there wrapping her legs around his waist as their tongues dueled with each other. He pulled away from her and moved his mouth down to her breasts, licking all around each nipple before finally sucking it hard and deep into his mouth. Brenda groaned again.
“Pleassse, fuck your cock in me now,” Brenda begged. Without thinking Ingrid shoved her hand into her pants and under her panties hooking her fingers into her own wet slit rubbing its slippery length and flicking across her clit. Her other hand found its way under her shirt cupping and fondling her breast, teasing her own hard nipple. “Ohhh, come on Kris, your mouth is so hot, but I need your cock fucking in me now!” Brenda pleaded.
Kris pushed himself up and planted one last kiss on each hard nipple. He took one of Brenda’s legs in his hand and spread her wide, with the other he held is cock and rubbed it up and down Brenda’s slit, rubbing the head in a circle across her clit. Brenda moaned again “Now! Now! I need you in me NOW,” she cried. He pulled back a little and planted the throbbing head at the entrance to her hot pussy. He stood still for a moment watching Brenda thrusting up and rolling her hips at him trying to get his cock to slip into her.
“Okay, here it comes baby,” he grunted. Slowly he pushed and shoved his cock into her pussy. They groaned together until their pelvises met and his balls slapped against her ass, the full length of his prick buried inside her tight, hot pussy. He pulled back and Ingrid fixed her eyes on the spot where his cock disappeared and reappeared from Brenda’s pussy. He moved with long, strong slow strokes in and out of Brenda’s pussy her breasts bouncing in time to each stroke. He placed one leg over his shoulder and his hands on her hips holding her tightly as he starting stroking and thrusting faster into her.
Ingrid could hear his grunts and groans of passion mixed with Brenda’s moans for more. Brenda milked his cock with her pussy desperately trying to hold it inside her. Ingrid could feel her own face flush with excitement as her fingers worked their magic on her own pussy. Brenda’s eyes were closed, her face red with excitement as her muscles stiffened a second time as her orgasm approached. Ingrid moaned low as she saw Brenda convulse with an orgasm as Kris continued to fuck right through it. Ingrid felt her own orgasm rising, her clit throbbing in anticipation. Kris pulled his cock out and stroked it several more times and then stiffened as the head throbbed and spurted large streams of cum all over Brenda’s breasts and stomach.
Again and again the thick white semen spurted out till Brenda was covered in the slippery stuff. Ingrid convulsed in her own orgasm struggling to stay standing as she watched as the rigid prick flexed, shooting its load. Kris rested his thighs against the table and watched Brenda scooping up his cum with her fingers sucking it into her mouth. When she was done she pulled him down and they kissed deeply again. Kris glanced up at Ingrid and smiled at her. She felt a slight pang of jealousy wishing that had been her on the table and not Brenda. She wanted, no needed, to feel that cock thrusting in and out of her. Brenda started to get up and Ingrid backed down from the window. She turned and walked slowly back to her cabin. Almost going in the front door before realizing where she was. Sneaking in through her bedroom window she curled into her bed exhausted from the encounter.
The week became a whirlwind of odd encounters. At breakfast Kris whispered to her that he didn’t want her to wear any panties that week. Initial she had been indignant, but her heart had started racing the more she had thought about it. Before she realized it she removed them at the first opportunity and didn’t wear any for the rest of the week. He spoke to her several times a day, flustering and distracting her with his whispered suggestions. At almost every opportunity he would sneak his hand down her pants and caress her ass or perhaps run a finger through her slit, or sometimes he would cup her breast from behind and pinch her nipples as he shoved his hard cock against her ass. He was very discreet and he was driving her crazy. She almost drooled every time he walked by or spoke to her. She snuck out of her cabin several times to see if Brenda and Kris were in the office, but each time she was disappointed, there was no sign of them. Finally Saturday arrived. Angie and several of the other counselors were heading to Dillon to do some shopping and eat at a nice place so they could dress up a bit, and Ingrid was welcome to come along. No girls to mind on this trip! Ingrid decided on her red plaid mini skirt, with a white blouse and her calf-high, black leather boots. She was going to wear at least a thong as well but at the last minute decided against it. It would be very exciting to be naked under her short skirt. As she got into the car she saw Kris watching her and smiling. He waved as they pulled out and headed to town. It was a fun day, a little shopping, a light lunch, some more shopping and then dinner at one of Dillon’s better restaurants. To soon it was time to head back, loaded into the car they made their way back to Starry Sky. Upon arrival they tumbled out of the car to stretch their legs after the long drive. Packages in hand Ingrid managed to stumble and fall and something sharp drove into her leg. Shocked at the pain she watched as the blood welled up and flowed from the wound.
“Ingrid!” Angie said. “Are you okay? You better have Kris take a look at that it doesn’t look to good,” she said. Angie helped her up and took her packages from her. Ingrid hesitated “Go ahead, he won’t bite, I’ll take your stuff to your cabin for you,” she said giving Ingrid a push towards the admin building. Ingrid walked slowly to the Dr’s office her lower leg throbbing with pain but her heart racing with excitement. The door was closed so she knocked hoping that he was and wasn’t there at the same time.
“Come in,” came his voice through the door. Ingrid opened the door and stepped inside the room. Kris turned “Ingrid!” he said. “That must hurt, here get up on the table and let me take a look at it,” his concern for her obvious in his voice.” She moved to the table and he closed the door. She didn’t hear the lock click into place. She sat on the edge of the table suddenly aware of her short skirt and how bare she was underneath. He was professional though; he examined and cleaned her wound swiftly, gently with a minimum of fuss. She had to force the tears back when he applied a generous amount of anti-septic and a clean bandage though. “Well, only one thing left to do now,” he said he moved to the cabinet and took out a needle. “I’m going to have to give you a tetanus shot just to be safe.” Ingrid stiffened at the sight of the needle, watching as he drew the fluid into it.
“In my arm, I hope,” she whispered through clenched teeth.
“Afraid not, this one has to go into that pretty little butt of yours,” he said smiling.
“Now stand up and turn around and put your hands on the table,” he said. Ingrid did as she was told. She felt him raise her skirt up around her waist and hold it there with one hand. “This is only going to sting for a moment.”
She stiffened in anticipation aware that he was gazing at her naked ass and her excited pussy. She felt a sharp sting and sighed, unaware that she had been holding her breath. She jumped upwards startled as he drove his long finger into her pussy, she stood straight up on her toes trying to escape the unexpected intruder.
“Ahhh,” she cried from the unexpected pain. He thrust his finger into her again and again the feeling quickly moving from pain to pleasure as her pussy welcomed the intruder into its depths. She started moving her ass back to match the thrusts of his finger and he added a second one. He pulled her blouse from her skirt with the other hand reaching underneath to unfasten her bra. Her unfettered breasts swinging gently in time with the thrusting of his finger, he cupped one and squeezed it with his hand letting the hardening nipple poke between his fingers. He removed his fingers from her pussy and pulled her back against him, both hands on her breasts now and his cock pushed hard against her ass. She could feel it getting growing harder and longer in his pants trapped between them. She rubbed her ass up and down the shaft as he slipped her blouse off her shoulders. He took his hands away from her breasts only long enough so that she could get her bra off and out of the way. Then they were back cupping, squeezing and pinching with determination, she cried out in delight at the electric thrills running up and down her spine.
She bent forward supporting herself on the table with her hands her ass thrust back at him. His hands and cock left her for a moment her skirt falling back down to cover her ass. The sound of his zipper being pulled down was wonderful and soon he was pressed against her again. He cupped a breast with one hand teasing, pulling and pinching the long rock hard nipple. The other hand cupped her pussy the palm rubbing across her wet lips. She went wild, thrusting her ass back rewarded with the feel of the rampant cock throbbing against her. He thrust a finger into her the palm of his hand rubbing across her erect clit. She cried out her pleasure as he groaned with the feel of her ass rubbing up and down on his hard shaft. He flicked a finger across her clit and she came hard, crying out as her orgasm rocked through her body. She felt her skirt being thrown up across her back revealing her full naked ass to his eyes. She cried out again as suddenly she was filled with this throbbing rod. She arched her back and stood on her toes as he drove his rampant cock hard into her pussy. Her toes left the ground and held her up for a moment firmly impaled on his rigid shaft. He grunted hard both hands on her breasts trying to knead them into new and exciting shapes with his fingers. He pulled back and her feet landed on the ground again, she bent over farther pushing her ass back into him to meet his next hard thrust. He groaned as she clamped her pussy down around his shaft buried inside her. He sped up his strokes driving her wild and just bringing her to the edge of another orgasm. As her muscles tightened around him he stopped and held very still. She cried out in frustration starting to fuck herself on the unmoving cock back and forth picking up speed as she reached for her orgasm again. As her muscles tightened his thrusting began again. Their cries mingled as her body rocked and convulsed in a powerful orgasm straining back against the prick flexing inside her. At the height of her own orgasm she felt his cock flex and throb and jet after jet of milky white semen flooded into her depths as he groaned his passion to her. They collapsed on to the table together. He pulled is cock from her pussy and pulled her with him. Holding her to him, they slowly sank to the floor. He cradled her in his lap wrapping in his arms around her his lips seeking hers. Their lips meet in a deep kiss their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
“Well, my Ingrid, I hope that was worth the wait,” he murmured in her ear “and if it wasn’t I’m sure we will be able to try it again here in a few minutes.” Ingrid’s eyes twinkled with delight as she felt his cock hardening beneath her again.