Winter In Camp Sunshine Part 2 - Sex Stories

Winter In Camp Sunshine Part 2

... dumb games with you, but I can't, I just can't. God, it's so nice to have someone to talk to..."

The massage resumed. Her hands worked over Penny's shirt and veered down her back, pressing hard and kneading into her skin.

Penny sighed. "That actually feels nice."

"You think so? I'm glad. I've been practicing."

"Practicing?" Penny laughed. "Practicing with who?"

"Friends from school mostly, but none of them are as soft as you."

"Soft as me? That's my shirt. Of course, it's soft. Wait! Suki, what are you doing!" Penny said and tugged her shirt back down to where it was supposed to be.

"Sorry, it was an accident, it just keeps moving around. It's much easier without a shirt," Suki pointed out.

"Well, sucks for me," the stubborn girl laying face down on her bed said.

"We already saw your boobs you know."

"Ugh! Don't remind me! Just... Just be quiet."

"So I can keep touching you?"

"You sound like a perv," Penny mumbled. But then she softened her tone and quietly added, "Fine, whatever."

Encouraged, Suki bent at the waist and pressed both hands firmly into the small of her back. Penny sighed. And in the silence, her ears perked up. She swore she could hear someone clapping, like flesh was bumping into flesh. Then she heard it again. Penny gripped tightly into the mattress with her fingers and fought the urge to swivel her head around and peek.

She was even too nervous to complain when Suki's fingers wandered a little too far and butted ...

... into her pants. Penny clenched her teeth and squeezed her fists until those dangerous, little hands returned to the safety of her back, and she could once again allow herself to exhale. The whole idea of allowing a stranger to touch her like this would have mortified her less than a week ago. Then she remembered the bus. And compared to what she'd done there, this was nothing. She was working herself up for no reason, she reassured herself. Penny wiggled her bottom, got comfortable, and audibly exhaled, long and slow.

"That's it, you're learning to relax," Suki whispered. "Just keep doing that."

Penny took her advice. A few minutes later she whispered, "Suki?"

"Uh huh?"

"You don't have to do this you know, you don't have to be nice to me."

Suki swatted the girl's bottom, and a very flustered Penny finally emerged from her pillow, glaring, but confused. The young girl staring back at her was the epitome of innocence. Those dark, big eyes of hers were disarming, and Penny felt the urge to reprimand her fade away. As Suki worked, Penny knew her shirt was creeping up again, they both knew. But she said nothing. Penny, perched up on her elbows, only watched. Her jaw slowly came apart.

The pads of Suki's fingertips brushed over bare skin, lightly tracing the outline of her shirt, and the pants just below. They rode along the waistband of her thong, pinching and pulling, and slipped inside to rub away the little red mark it had left behind. But they tickled and forced ...