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Timmy & Mac’s Summer Camp Adventure:	By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 3467 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Visitors Day
Visitors Day: Mom couldn’t make it, no surprise. Terrance was in trouble… again.
‘Timmy’s babysitter was driving up with his two other girlfriends.’ That has to be the most ridiculous sentence ever written! But it was true.
He invited me to go for a drive with them. Frankly, I was puzzled why he would want me when he had 3 girlfriends including one so much older, but what-the-heck?
Evidently, he had said something to the blonde cheerleader. Wow, she was all over me. My experience at the time had been limited to a few kisses behind the school or at the movies. Well, Goo and I sometimes practiced kissing. She let me touch her boobs… twice. I had kissed Frankie a few times… well she kissed me on my birthday and a few times when I was sad or hurt, but that kind don’t really count.
I’m not sure why Veronica was so happy to see me. I didn’t know her and if she was one of Timmy’s girlfriends, why was she so happy to get stuck with me?
Vicky drove the five of us up to a small abandoned farm. We had a little picnic. Vicky and Trixie kept giving me dirty looks. Timmy kept telling them about our camp adventures, they seemed to hang on his every word. When he looked at me to continue a thought or make a comment, they couldn’t care less what I had to say.
Veronica though, couldn’t take her eyes off of me. I just didn’t get it. She and Trixie were Timmy’s age, maybe a little older… so I was a couple of years younger. Yeah, Goo was also older, but we were just friends. Girls my own age weren’t interested in me. Why was she?
We went into the abandoned barn. Vicky and Trixie, arm in arm on either side of Timmy. I saw their hands squeezing his ass, rubbing him as they walked. They had to know Veronica and I were watching.
She was kissing my neck, hanging on me. Had to be some kind of joke Timmy was about to play on me, right?
They went into one of the old stalls. I saw clean blankets and pillows and guessed the girls had been there setting up before.
Veronica steered me to a stall on the opposite side. No blankets or pillows, but the straw was clean.
“Ok, what’s the joke?” I started to ask, as she pushed me down in the straw and pulled off her t shirt. She was wearing a sheer pink bra and I could see her nipples through the fabric. She smiled. Grabbed at the bra and jiggled her breasts at me.
She jumped on top of me and asked if I liked what I was seeing. I did. Of course, I did. I put my hands under the cups of her bra and pinched her nipples as she kissed me.
If this was a joke, it was a good one! I undid the bra. Began kissing her nipples. Even Goo hadn’t let me do that. Veronica’s were pink and puffy and made of marshmallows.
I was suddenly aware of the sounds coming from across the barn. They were having sex, all three of them. It was so strange, the girls kept begging him to do things. I didn’t understand some of things they were asking… and totally understood and was amazed by the other things they said to him.
Veronica was taking off her jeans, then mine. She slowed for a moment and glanced in their direction. She looked back at me, puzzled. “Oh boy,” I thought, “Here it comes… whatever it was.”
She shook her head, cleared it, smiled and said, “Timmy said you’re a virgin.”
“Oh, thanks so much Timmy!”
“It’s OK, I like that. There’s lots of things I can show you.” She pulled off my underwear and I was hard. Really, really hard. We kissed. Her hand began to stroke me. I couldn’t believe it; she was going to give me a blowjob! This beautiful older blonde girl… but she was… and she did. My first one. I watched her. Not only did she keep sucking and kissing, but when I tried to pull out, she wouldn’t let me. She actually swallowed my load when I came! Then licked my penis like she was searching for every last drop.
I didn’t understand it, I didn’t question it. I was in love.
“Do you want to really make love to me?” she asked. “I mean sex, screw me?” as if I didn’t understand! That had to be the second most ridiculous sentence ever written, “Did I want too???”
I could hear Trixie panting “Timmy, Timmy, Timmy” over and over, there was a slapping sound and moaning and I realized that someone (Timmy?!?) was spanking Vicky and she was asking for more!
Veronica was now standing over me. He hands on her pussy, pulling herself, spreading herself open. I had never seen that before. The gap was so pink and so wet. I was having trouble breathing, she was rotating her hips and then holding my dick again, guiding herself over me until I was inside of her. Deep inside of her.
Veronica rocked back and forth, “Let me do it, Mac. Let me.” As she began to slowly at first, lift herself then press downwards, spearing herself. She bit her lip then sped the motion up. I raised my hips and thrust and slapped against her falling hips. There was a pounding in my head to match the pounding below. I was actually having sex. I was actually fucking this girl I didn’t know, watching her small pink titties bounce up and down as she squatted over me and smiled.
I couldn’t last very long. A few minutes. I never tried to pull out. She didn’t care as I squirted deep inside her. A little leaked out of her pussy onto my shaft. My cum? Hers? Both! She closed her eyes and smiled. Then held my cock and licked me clean again. We lay side by side. I was exhausted.
Timmy, Trixie and Vicky were still going at it. He lasted a lot longer than I could. I wasn’t jealous. This was my first time.
I realized Veronica had been listening to every moan and pant and slap coming from across the barn the whole time she was fucking me. I didn’t much care.
Later she asked if I wanted to try doggie style. I said yes! Then I was embarrassed to admit that I didn’t know what that meant. I was actually afraid it meant ass sex. I was such an idiot. She laughed, but it was good natured and lightly punched me on the shoulder. She turned on all fours and lifted her beautiful pink ass into the air. I could see her drenched pussy, it was still leaking a little, as she told me what I should do, I began to use two fingers, sticking them inside, following her instructions. Probing her twat. Twisting.
“Taste your fingers, Timmy” she got the name wrong… but I didn’t care.
Her titties began to sway and jiggle. I was on my knees, lining up with her cunt. I didn’t call it that, she did. She begged me to fuck her cunt. When I was in her I reached over her smooth, beautiful back and began to play with her tits. Her head was pressed against the ground, she was moaning now, loud enough to be heard across the barn (“I must be doing something right!” I thought).
The others had gone silent, were they listening to us? I hoped so. I lasted longer now as her cunt began to stretch and squeeze and do wonderful things to my dick.
I finished, sprayed over her ass and back. She looked back at me and smiled and began to rub my cum into her skin, like lotion. Then she licked her fingers.
Yeah, I was sooo in love now.
We had a little straw fight. She got a little mad because I got some in her hair. I apologized and spent a few minutes cleaning up every stray stalk.
There was a knock on the stall door. Timmy asked, “You guys done yet?” Vicky was tall enough to look over the top of the stall door, that sneering expression on her face looking at Veronica, who was dressing and me struggling to find my underwear in all that straw. Then she shrugged, “Seen enough?” I muttered. She must have heard me. She turned back. “Not much, if you ask me.” laughed and walked away.
As I scrambled into my itchy clothes, all covered in straw, I asked Veronica, “What’s her problem.” I knew what Timmy thought, or at least what he had said he did. Veronica shrugged. “She hates you.”
“She doesn’t know me!”
“She hates everybody! She hates me, she hates Trixie, her parents… everybody!” Then, holding my hand as we followed them out of the barn, said “Don’t worry, she won’t hurt you… ‘less Timmy tells her to.”
“Can I text you? Get your number?”
“If Timmy tells me to.”
Not really the answer I was expecting. Oh, I knew that she did all that stuff because Timmy asked her to. (And I was really, really grateful to him!). But what was the big deal about me texting her? After what we had done in the barn? Three times???
“I thought you liked me!” I blurted out.
“Timmy told me to like you. If he tells me to, I still will.”
I looked at her. “She’ll like me if he tells her to?” That’s the third sentence here that doesn’t make any sense.
Vicky was cleaning up the remains of the picnic. I noticed Trixie kicking over the plates and garbage, making Vickie scramble. I totally didn’t get it. Vicky could break Trixie in half and I thought she would. She scared me. There was something crazy in those eyes. Like Terrance sometimes… nobody home! But Vicky was that way all the time… her eyes? There’s a monster at home.
Timmy just stood there laughing as Vicky chased after a plastic bag caught in the breeze. Trixie seemed to watch Timmy and laughed when he did.
Vicky was cursing Trixie who had just spilled out the older girl’s handbag and took out her lipstick and used it.
Timmy looked at his Asian girlfriend a moment, whispered something and Trixie kissed him on the cheek and began to carefully put all of Vicky’s possessions back in her handbag. Then closed the clasp and placed back where she had found it. She looked back at Timmy who nodded and the girl smiled and ran back to his side.
I had to find out what was going on!
We got back to camp. Timmy reinforced his reputation with the guys when he kissed both Vicky and Trixie. My rep went waaaay up as I did a mini-make out with Veronica. I guess Timmy’s instructions for her to like me still applied.
I was thinking about that word… “instructions.”
As we headed back to the bunkhouse, I tried to thank him. “Nah, don’t worry ‘bout it… We’re like friends now, right?”
“Yeah.”
Leaning in close, he whispered, “Next time, wanna’ fuck Trixie? She’s amazing!” Then, “I don’t think you’re ready for Vicky, yet… But Trixie is awesome. She’s the one I like best, but… I won’t mind… maybe once?”
“Yeah. YEAH!” He was right about one thing, ‘I didn’t think I would be ready for Vicky, EVER!’ and that is the truest sentence ever written!
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