Date: Tue, 24 Aug 2010 13:59:48 -0700 (PDT) From: Lisa Smith Subject: Story submission/lesbian/adult-youth This story is for two special friends whose names both begin w/M and i want to pay homage to Jan, my favorite writer. I love feedback to my stories, so feel free to let me know your thoughts, email me at lappinglisa@yahoo.com Camp Climax by Enigma1 Memory was shipped off to camp when she was 12. It was her first time being away from home and she had been looking forward to it. She had a little "something extra" so she saw this as a chance to take off some weight. She was a small girl, not even five foot one and she had already developed a chest at 12 years of age. Her brown hair was long and she wore glasses. Yet, she was a pretty girl and had a "history" when it came to sexual activity. The camp, Camp Climax was in the hills in northern California about two hours from Memory's home. As all the girls were getting off the bus and gathered to get their cabin assignments and meeting their counselors, Memory caught the eye of the camp owner, Marianne. There was something special about this girl that had Marianne wanting to teach her the ropes of woman to girl sex. Yes, there were girls who were better looking and had better figures but there was a special glow about Memory and Marianne saw it and immediately lusted after this charming baby girl. Marianne was the owner of Camp Climax, so she knew she would have to be careful and not get her name drug through the dirt, this was going to take time and she would gain this girl's total confidence so she would fall in love and not dare tell a soul. Yes, she knew the rumors and some facts about what happened at night after lights out, but this girl appeared shy and Marianne immediately thought she could have her for her very own. The first day was crazy by anyone's standards, but a well organized crazy. The girls stowed their gear, got changed into their Camp Climax "uniform", a camp tee shirt and contrasting shorts. The girls had some time to meet and greet the other girls in their cabin and Memory met Shannon, her counselor. There was instant chemistry. Shannon slept in a connected bedroom to the cabin. Shannon told the girls they had a busy day ahead and to be prepared for tests at every turn. Theirs was the Red cabin and they competed with all the other cabins, Blue, Yellow and Green. Though the activities were hot and heavy, Marianne managed to pull Memory aside for a little talk. It's Memory isn't it? Marianne asked when the were alone Yes maam, Memory stammered, looking down and biting her lower lip. Now, now Memory, you don't have to be shy with me. I noticed you when you got off the bus and wanted to meet you, is that all right with you? Marianne asked. Ah huh, yeah, i suppose so, Memory muttered looking up at the older woman now. Shall we take a little walk, we won't be long, Marianne stated taking Memory's hand Mmmk, the little girl said and they began to walk off down a path that ran through the woods. As the walked, they talked and Marianne told the child about her life and how she came to obtain the camp and what she did during the off season and Memory listened as best she could being nervous and not wanting to make a mistake. Marianne began to ask Memory about her home life and her likes and dislikes and what she liked to do for fun and it seemed like a million other questions. Memory became more nervous and told as much of the truth as she could but didn't dare tell this nice stranger everything. There were lots of things she just couldn't tell and she managed not to. Marianne finally brought up the subject of sex. She wanted to know what Memory knew and how she handled her first period. This made Memory stiffen up and begin to make up things. Marianne left the conversation thinking Memory was an innocent little virgin who knew very little about sex but seemed to be curious, but that was fine for right now. The rest of the day was uneventful and before you know it is was lights out and all the little girls were in their bunks. Memory had her glasses off and was feeling beat but excited. She thought about Marianne and what they had talked about and found herself unable to keep from touching herself and unable to sleep as well. She almost jumped out of her skin when she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder. She looked over and saw Shannon kneeling beside her bed. She simply put her hand under the sheet and took Memory's hand and gently pulled her out of her bed and through the maze of beds to her bedroom and closed the door behind them. They sat on Shannon's bed and looked at each other in the dim light. You're used to this aren't you, Shannon asked. Oh, my gosh, how could possibly know Memory thought. Ah, um, ah, how did you know, Memory stammered I just know, it's true isn't it? Shannon asked as she pulled at the girl's nightie.Shannon was even pretty in the dim light with short cropped black hair and firm, up turned tits w/nipples that showed through her tee shirt. Her lips were full and Memory could feel her breath on her cheek. Memory answered her question with a nod of the head. I thought so, said Shannon and pull the waif out of her gown and moved to the floor to remove her standard white cotton panties to reveal just a wisp of hair on her bald pussy. A nice round mound with a slit. A sweet looking, pink bud of an asshole. Shannon laid her back on the bed and proceed to lick her head to toe and ultimately removing her own panties and sitting on the little girl's face and grinding her way to a massive orgasm and leaving Memory's face covered in pussyjam. Stay right where you are, i have to pee, said Shannon. Memory did as ordered, it wasn't the first time she'd heard that. With that Shannon let loose and filled the girl's mouth with popcorn tasting piss that was warm and delicious. Shannon could control her stream and stopped it to let Memory swallow and then began again. She did this four times before her bladder was empty. Find your way back, said Shannon. And Memory got dressed and went back to bed. When she got there it wasn't ten seconds before two little 12 year olds were beside her bed. How was it? one of them asked. Oh, my gosh, whispered the other one, you smell like peepee. Memory was just in shock. It was ok I guess. The two girls giggled. How did she taste? the first one asked. Yeah, how did she taste, the second one piped in. Ah,um, good i guess, Memory said feeling bolder now I guess she made you drink her pee,huh, that's why you smell like pee? Um, yeah. Yeah, same with me last year the first one said, whose name was Katie. You mind if i kiss you, i wanna taste it, k? asked Katie Memory nodded and the the girl kissed her and almost stuck her tongue down her throat. The second girl, Tiffany, started playing with Memory's pussy and it was long before all three were naked and in Memory's tiny bunk in every position they could think of to lick each other's pussy's and assholes. The next day was a rerun of the first as far as Marianne was concerned. The next day, almost the same with Marianne getting more excited and more direct about her sex talk. Each night, of which Marianne had not a clue, continued as the first, with different girls joining and Shannon getting first dibs on Memory. She had advanced to having Memory eat her ass out nightly and some times Memory could tell she had not wiped very well. After two weeks, Marianne had to find out if her slow seduction of this innocent little flower was really getting any where. She found a place in the woods where she knew they would have plenty of privacy and they sat down. Marianne petted on the girl and allowed her lips to graze over the child's face. Memory, have you ever in your wildest dreams think about having sex with another woman? she asked. Memory did not answer, just shook her head no. Marianne just had to see these over developed tits on this 12 year old and attempted to slide her hand under her tee shirt. Memory resisted, but the older woman was determined and even though Memory was saying no, she got her hand on one tit. Please stop, this is not right, said Memory trying her damnest to play the innocent virgin. Shhhhhhh, Marianne shooshed the girl and played with her tit and managed to lay her back on the grass and get her top pulled off. Marianne tried to kiss her, but Memory kept her teeth together. She thought of how the girls in the cabin and Shannon made out each night and whether or not it was right to tease this older woman this way. She finally relented and allowed Marianne to push her tongue into her mouth and after letting her push it in and out a few times began to suck on it. Marianne thought she was home free now. She tugged down her shorts down and got her hand in the girl's panties and began to finger her and she was wet. She found her little nub and stroked it and thought to herself that this girl has a big clit for her age. She fingered Memory to a climax and they laid there kissing for a few moments and Marianne asked her if she'd like to return the favor. Memory acted like she been asked to suck a horse cock and Marianne did not push the point. She made like she was going to go down on her and Memory told her no. Soon, they were on their way back to the camp and Marianne thought to herself, I'll get that pussy next week, or if not next summer. please leave comments