Senior Ditch Day

 

It was “Senior Ditch Day”, and a group of us headed out
to Whilhite State Park. It was a beautiful place, set
right at the foot of the mountains. Things were a lit-
tle uncomfortable for me, because I was a last minute
addition to the party. I hadn’t really planned on going,
because my ex-girlfriend, April, was going to be there.

She had broken up with me, because she “couldn’t
handle the relationship.” I think it was because she’s
got this prudish hang-up about only having sex in the
missionary position.

Anyway, I noticed that all day long, April and her
friend Ellen were watching me. Every time I looked in
their direction, they’d look away, and Ellen would look
kind of embarrassed. I could imagine what April had
been telling her.

Ellen was quite pretty. She usually wore clothes that
were too big for her. Her hair hung straight down, and
she wore no make-up. I don’t think I’d ever really saw
her with anyone at school before. It was kind of
strange that she was at the party since she normally
didn’t attend them.

Ellen never hung with any crowd. She was quiet, and
was definitely out of place with just about anyone.
April was probably doing her a favor by bringing her
along. And Ellen had been staying by April’s side all
day long.

After a few hours, and one flag football game later, I
noticed that Ellen had left the crowd. I couldn’t see
her anywhere. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I turned, it was April. She looked kind of sheepish.

“Can you do me a favor, Billy?” she asked.

I felt a little flush of heat in my face. Our last
argument had contained a little line by her that said,
“Fine, don’t do me any favors!” I fought back the urge
to remind her of it.

“I guess so.” I was somewhat of a push over.

“I was telling Ellen about the falls up the mountain,”
she
told me.

“So?”

“She went up there. She didn’t want anyone to come
along. It’s quite a hike, and she might get lost.”

“So, you want me to catch up to her and make sure she
doesn’t,” I said.

“No! I was thinking about you following her, and if she
gets into any trouble, then you can help her.”

Boy, was I a push over. I didn’t like the idea of leaving
a good party, just to follow some girl up a mountain. I
picked up a pack and threw a couple of beers in it, and
started up the trail. I had been to the falls before, and
I knew it was a ten minute hike.

I was only a few minutes behind Ellen, and soon caught
up to her. I stay behind her, and off to the side of the
trail, so if she looked back she wouldn’t see me. I tried
to move as quietly as possible.

The noon sun cut through the trees, and I stripped off
my shirt as I went. My T-shirt was soaked with sweat.
I shoved the shirt in the bag.

After awhile, Ellen reached the pools at the bottom of
the falls. I stayed back in the brush and drank a beer
while she walked around the pools and picked up rocks.
I could have killed April for sending me up here.

For a few moments, Ellen studied a rock, then threw it
into the clear water. This was a beautiful area, and not
too many people knew about it. I watched Ellen as she
took off her shoes. She looked into the water, and
dipped her foot. The water must have been cold. But,
a second later, she dove in, with all her clothes on.

A few seconds passed, and she didn’t come up, I was
about to leave my post and dive in after her, when
suddenly she broke the surface, and took in a big gasp
of air. April was really in for it.

Ellen swam around for awhile, and then decided that it
was time to get out of the water. She pulled herself out
of the water, found a sunny area on the rock, and lay
down. She shivered a few times, then sat up.

For some reason, I knew what was coming next. She
pulled her shirt out, unbuttoned it, and took it off. She
wasn’t wearing a bra, and her small breasts matched the
whiteness of the rest of her torso. She sat back on her
hands for a moment and let the sun shine down on the
tiny mounds of her chest.

Satisfied with the heat, she unbuttoned her jeans, stood
up and slid them off, leaving just a pair of wet, white,
cotton panties. Again, she spread herself in the sun.
With her back turned to me, she bent over and gave me
the best view I’d had so far. Slowly, she pulled her
panties off, to show me a small, white, perfectly shaped
ass, with her tiny brown haired muff peeking from
between her legs. She stood straight, and stretched in
the light, turned a little so that I could see her body
from all angles. Her pussy hair didn’t take up a lot of
area between her legs, I wondered if she trimmed it.

Just a little bit of brown, curly hair covered the small
“V”. She had been hiding a nice little body under all
those clothes, I thought to myself.

She stood in the sun for a moment, then turned and
walked into the woods. Suddenly, her little swim and
nude sunbathing turned into a nudist fantasy. I decided
to follow her, but kept my distance. After all, she
might run into trouble. Right?

It was easy keeping track of her as she walked naked
through trees. Then, she was gone. How had I lost her?
There was a small clearing just a few feet away, but as
I walked into it, I still couldn’t see her.

As I stood there, about feeling panic, I got the feeling
I was being watched. I turned, and at the other end of
the meadow was Ellen. She was standing with her hands
lightly folded over her pussy.

“I think you’re a bit over-dressed, Billy,” she said and
began to walk towards me.

I knew exactly what she was talking about and pulled
off my T-shirt. She was close now, and reached a hand
out and touched my chest. I cupped my hand around one
of her breasts. It was firm, and the nipple was hard.
I looked into her eyes, and her hand wandered down and
rubbed my crotch.

“April said you could help me,” she said.

“With what?” I asked, still not believing what was
happening.

“Well, I’ve got these great, big fantasies, but, I’ve
never had sex with a man before.” Her hand rubbed
harder into my crotch.

“Never?”

“Well, I’ve been with April before, and we like to
finger each other, but it’s not the same.”

This was a revelation to me. April never came across as
a bi-sexual type. It’s not that I don’t like bi-sexual
girls, in fact I’m all for it. My first fuck was with my
sister, and her girlfriend. I just didn’t think April
was into anything that kinky.

“Maybe I can help,” I said.

Her fingers fumbled around my belt, and finally loosened
it.

She then unzipped my pants. Her hand pushed in past
my briefs, and her fingers wandered up and down the
hard on that I had had for quite awhile. Her face
showed her inexperience, as she looked surprised at
what she was doing.
She pulled her hand out, and backed away, smiling. She
walked off about ten feet, then found a sunny place to
lay down. I pulled off my shoes and socks. Then
stripped my pants off, and threw them to the side.

As I walked towards her, Ellen got to her knees, reached
out her hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock.
For a moment, she just touched it. She ran her fingers
up and down the shaft, and fingered my balls. She
studied it intently. Then noticed a tiny drop of jism
on the tip.

She moved closer and lightly flicked it with her tongue.
She must have liked it, because she wrapped her tongue
around the head of my dick, and then tried to swallow it.
For a beginner, she was good. She couldn’t have
learned this from April, because April wouldn’t even
think of going down on my cock.

Ellen worked my cock over and over. A couple of times
I let her think I was getting ready to cum, and she got
even more excited and worked even harder. Before
long, I cut loose with a mighty jet of jism. Some of it
spilled out of her mouth, but she quickly brought it back
in with her tongue. She fell back onto the grass and
smiled. Her hands fell to her cunt and began to
furiously pump in and out.

“Oh, I’m so horny,” she said, “Help me?”

I nodded, and knelt between her feet. I displaced her
hands with mine, and pushed my fingers in and out
of her wet box. Its own perfume drifted up and gave
me new energy. I felt my dick getting harder than
before.

“Eat me, please, eat me,” she pleaded. It was almost a
cry.

I didn’t waste anytime. I moved down and plunged my
tongue into her slit. I pried at her door, but is was
tight, and something harder would have to open it. I
flicked and sucked at her clit until she was rocking in
the grass. She moaned and groaned, and even squealed
once or twice. This was as much a treat for me as it
was her.

I pulled her legs further apart, and pulled them up to
my shoulders, just as I was aiming my cock at her tight,
virgin cunt, something at the edge of the meadow caught
my attention.

April was sitting on a large rock. Stark naked, and
fingering herself madly. There was another surprise.
She was a voyeur. That wasn’t going to stop me now.

I turned my attention back towards the girl under me.

“Fuck me, please. Slide into me, Billy,” she said.

I did just that. Her hole was tight, but it gave under
the gentle pressure of my rod. This time she squealed,
and almost screamed. She threw her whole body into the
action. I don’t know who was pumping harder, me or her,
but I do know that her cunt was trying to swallow my
dick whole.

Just before she was about to climax, I pulled out of her,
and moved up her body. I placed my dick between her
tiny breasts and gave her the best tit fuck I could. She
bent her head up, and sucked at the head of my cock and
I shot my load in her face.

I heard a squeak come from the edge of the meadow, and
knew that April had cum, too.

I climbed off of Ellen, turned her over, and lifted her
to her knees. She looked back at me over her shoulder.
Her eyes showed her passion. I parted the lips of her
cunt, and pushed my cock into her. Slowly I began to
pump into her and she pumped back to me. She was
fuck crazy.

It wasn’t before long that she was ready to cum, and me,
too. I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart. I
slid my thumb into her butt hole and worked it back and
forth. Her frenzy became a whole new experience for
me. Then wildly, we both came.

We collapsed on the grass and breathed together for
sometime. Then, April joined us, and we started all
over again.

April surprised me again, and again.