Summer Camp - Year Three - Sex Stories

Summer Camp - Year Three

... and said, “Yes I do!” * * * * * As I approached the gazebo, I could hear them. She was moaning and he was grunting. They both were obviously lost in the moment and didn’t see me walk up. I had to watch for a while. Alexis was bent over, holding the back of the bench just like Tracy had been the night I caught her. She is a gorgeous girl with long light brown hair and blue eyes. She’s hot and she knows it, and she flaunts her sexiness at every guy she can. But tonight she had played into my hands and I was going to fuck her. The two of them were going to be surprised, so I waited until I thought Alexis was nearing her orgasm, then I made my presence known. “What the HELL is going on here?” I yelled as I stepped up into the gazebo. The guy immediately pulled out and whimpered, “Oh my god! Mr. Baxter!” He was pulling up his pants and his hard cock was making it difficult. Alexis was slower to realize what had happened. I guess she was so lost in the feelings of her fucking that my yelling didn’t register at first. She remained bent over, her hips still thrusting like the guy’s cock was still in her. The guy said, “Alexis! Mr. Baxter is here!” Finally she realized what was happening and quickly pulled up her shorts. Her sweet, round ass looked so good that I kept my eyes on it until she was dressed. “Mr. Baxter, I’m so sorry. This is my fault,” the guy said, trying to take all the blame. “What’s your name son?” I said with disgust. “Philip sir. Philip Collins. I know this was ...

... wrong and what the consequences are. I’m just so sorry.” Alexis chimed in, “I’m sorry, too, Mr. Baxter. We shouldn’t have done this. Please don’t tell my parents. They’ll kill me.” “Philip, you go back to your cabin right now. And don’t say a word to anyone about this. I’ll deal with you tomorrow morning. You’ll be going home on the first bus.” “I understand,” Philip replied, truly remorseful. He immediately left, disappearing quickly into the darkness. “Alexis, I’ll deal with you here and now.” “Okay, Mr. Baxter. I’m so sorry,” she said as she started to cry. “You know what I have to do now don’t you?” “Yes sir.” ”But you can fix this. There is a way you can fix this.” “How?” “You’ll have to put out for me all summer…as often as I want…any way I want.” “WHAT?” she said in disbelief. “That shouldn’t be too hard for you since you obviously like sex a lot.” “I won’t be your whore!! No way!” She gave me a hateful look and started to walk away. I grabbed her by the arm and said, “You can say no if you want to, and I’ll call your parents first thing tomorrow morning.” She stopped and looked down and started to cry again. She was tugging at my heart strings. She was so gorgeous and her tears just added to her beauty, so I took her in my arms and pulled her close. She clung to me and sobbed. Her soft hair was against my cheek and her small body was shaking as she sobbed. My cock was getting harder every second, so I turned her around and hugged her from behind, pressing my erection ...