Camp Jameson

by Wendy Lea Thomas

  My face reddened slightly as I kept stealing peeks at the huge TV monitors that played porn scenes constantly. The guy on screen was doing it with two women at once. My face broadened seeing how well endowed that actor was. It was impressive how the woman took his manhood so far inside her. I could sympathetically feel the pain she must have felt in her cervix. I averted my eyes and smiled politely to those I passed by as I made my way to the round table that accommodated ten people.

  Colt quickly introduced Sienna’s boyfriend Sean and Travis’s girlfriend Maya. I sighed inwardly then took a gulp of my beer as I wondered if Travis ever whipped Maya the way he did Kaley this morning. Sara grabbed my hand, stirring me out of my ponderence.

  “Don’t worry. This will be fun. You’ll see,” Sara said.

  I was trying hard to hide my nervousness, but it was useless. Sara could read me so easily. It was a gift, and a curse. I smiled crookedly and glanced at all the tables that were filling up with beauty queens and male models with hard bodies. So many were smiling, beaming with excitement and here I sat trying to get the knot out of my throat. More beer, please. I downed the bottle and felt my shoulders relax. Nice. Colt had arrived with three more beers and set them in front of us.

  “I thought our intake was monitored,” I questioned. He winked to me. “Not tonight, ladies, not ever. Just let me know and I’ll hook you up.”

  I had never been so glad he had all the hook ups. I was afraid that until I got used to all of this, I was going to need a lot of liquid encouragement. I took a sip of my new bottle of beer and promised to pace myself. ‘Temptation’ by Three Miles Out pulsed in the background and I could feel my body relax.

  I loved to dance. I loved music. No one could judge me when I enveloped myself in the music. In the past, I constantly forced myself to be the best that I could. It was ingrained in me all my life by my strict parents. I reached for my necklace and realized I hadn’t put my father’s military tags on this morning. My father always strived for better. My gymnastics coach, too. Unfortunately, I learned that from them, and often I was too hard on myself even if I didn’t want to admit it. My work ethic took the fun out of life. I hadn’t found a balance yet. I was working on it. That’s probably why I was drawn to Sara. She was so carefree and outgoing. She was my balance. I respected her and I listened when she told me to relax, to loosen up. I had to admit this camp was above and beyond the extreme. I was totally swinging the pendulum in the opposite direction now. Could I ever get used to this lifestyle?

  Avery took the stage and the voices hushed around me.

  “Welcome, everyone. Tonight, being the first Theme Party, I have set beads on the tables in front of you. I usually wait for Mardi Gras, but I thought it would help loosen everyone up. We have a couple surprise prizes for the Kitten with the most beads at the end of tonight, a complimentary body piercing or tattoo at the salon. So enjoy yourselves and each other,” he grinned widely. “As a reminder, cell phones are banned when naked bodies are present. Just so you can resist temptation, leave them in your cabins from now on. For those of you that brought them, turn them off now, and don’t let me hear that you’ve disregarded my instructions. I’d hate for anyone to have to be forced to leave the camp during the first week.” Avery scanned the crowd, watching as a handful of people turned off their phones and tucked them away.

  “Good. Use this time to get to know one another. That’s what the parties are for,” he winked then turned on his heel and walked off the stage. He carried himself with a confidence that made it hard to take my eyes off him.

  The dark-haired server, named Molly, dressed in a black corset with a garter belt and black stockings came to take our dinner order. As she walked away to place our order, I couldn’t help but notice how graceful she was in her platform shoes. I listened to Sara, Colt, Sienna, and her boyfriend, Sean, as they chatted to Maya and Travis about how sexy the women were dressed as they passed by on their way to the bar. Even in their half-dressed state, these women were upscale. I felt self-conscious in my sheer mini dress and hoped no one could see this beer was kinda bloating my tummy. Was everyone as nervous as I was? Sean passed around some Jello shots and we downed those quickly.

  “Did you see that Kennedy is wearing Bordelle? She looks hot in the new collection,” Sienna said to Sara. Who was Bordelle? Was that a man or woman?

  “Your line will be better. It’s going to kick some serious ass. Don’t worry,” Sara replied. Sienna smiled her heart-stopping smile and relaxed. Both Sienna and Sara were getting their degrees in fashion and their shoptalk was way over my head.

  After dinner, people were stopping by to introduce themselves. Many people, actually. I lost track of how many after my fourth or fifth beer and the Jello shots. I had lost count of them, too. So much for pacing myself. This was turning into a good night. I didn’t care about anything now. My mind was numb. So were my lips. I smacked them together and smiled to myself. If I could feel like this every day, it was going to be a great summer.

  Sara looked over at me and yelled… “DONKEY!”

  I burst out laughing as the others around the table joined in. Whenever Sara got me drunk, she would make me do my Donkey impersonation from Shrek, which I supplied at her command by clicking my tongue obnoxiously on the roof of my mouth. Everyone laughed. It made me feel better.

  I rose to my feet and steadied myself. Yep. I was drunk. I set off to the restroom. Afterwards, I didn’t feel like going back to the table so I made my way through the back halls and went to explore the lodge.

  In the main hallway, there were several women with men in various states of undress. The men sat on one of the long red velvet benches and the women were straddled across their laps and grinding in the throes of passion. I looked away to give them a private moment then I realized they were the ones out in the open and didn’t seem to mind if I stared.

  A dark-skinned man and his friend, both in their forties, wearing a charcoal grey suit that probably cost more than my tuition for a semester, both propositioned me. I did what Sienna said to do. I smiled and politely declined. The taller man was named Griffin. The other was Neil. They seemed nice enough. Hey, I’m actually walking in these heels…umm... anyway, I tried not to stare at the porn playing on the LCD televisions that played behind them. I moved down the hall and kept my eyes down as three couples were going at it as I passed the group sex room.

  I carried on my way through the hallway and Tara and her husband, who she introduced as Jim, invited me to accompany them in a room. Without waiting for my answer Jim grabbed my hand, and followed by Tara, we entered the room. I was having trouble forming some of my words and before I knew it, we were standing at the foot of the bed. Jim pushed Tara and me together, ordering us to kiss. I inhaled sharply and stood in shock as Tara nervously moved her mouth toward mine, then pressed her lips timidly into mine.

  For a second, I accepted her lips into mine then quickly snapped back to reality and stepped back. By this time, Jim had mostly undressed. Shocked and taken aback by how quickly this happened, I graciously declined then turned towards the door and made a hasty exit. I could see Jim was disappointed and hoped he wouldn’t take it out on her. Tara was so nice. She didn’t need a man like that, but if anything, he needed a dentist. He reminded me of Mr. Cunningham from Happy Days, only with greasier hair and a fatter belly. He looked like he swallowed a small volleyball. Everyone in camp was so much more physically sculpted than Jim and Tara. I think they got in because of his wealth, because earlier Tara said he was a doctor.

  As I ventured farther down the hallway, I could hear the moans of ecstasy coming from behind closed doors. It was early and people were already in their bliss. I stepped into the main room and a server fluttered by with a tray of shots. I wondered if it would be okay to take one. A place like this wouldn’t put up with someone drugging someone else’s drink. Just as I was lost in thought, a man in his mid thirties introduced himself as Braden and asked me to join him in a room. I declined him as well
even though he was cute. What had happened with Jim and Tara sobered me up and I really needed to fix that.

  Everyone seemed to be chatting amongst themselves and I almost felt like an outsider until I approached the table and Maya smiled warmly up at me. I settled back into my chair and breathed a sigh of relief. I had just walked around the whole place in my high heels, drunk, and didn’t stumble. Maybe I was getting the hang of this.

  I had spent most of the night watching women undress without shyness of any kind in order to get the most beads. Is this what Mardi Gras was going to be like? Women wanted to take their clothes off for a few beads. I’m sure I looked like a deer in headlights most of the night.

  “Playtime,” Sean announced. My eyes widened as Sean brought out a pair of red oversized dice and rolled them on the table in front of us. Each side of the dice had a sexual favor printed on it. He smiled happily at Sienna. Sean had wavy dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, broad shoulders, and a swimmer’s physique. He looked amazing in his white button up dress shirt, vest, and black dress pants. I was sharply pulled from my people watching when he spoke to Sienna.

  “Lap dance, gorgeous.” Sean stood and turned his chair so that it was facing away from the table. A techno song rang out in the background and Sienna was more than happy to seduce him. I watched as Sienna stepped out in front of him and moved her body to the beat of the music. His eyes never left her body as she strutted her stuff. She turned her back to him and lowered her head so that her behind was forced in the air. She skimmed her hand over the crack of her buttocks and slid it up over her sex. Then she turned and faced him, letting her leg fall over him, but never touching him. Her breasts hovered close to him, just inches away from his face. She cupped her breasts and teased him with her eyes, never breaking eye contact.

  I sat mesmerized by her grace and beauty. Those nearby stopped to take in the view. Colt draped his arm around Sara and she stroked his leg suggestively while they watched Sienna. The beat of the music only seemed to amplify her movements. She narrowed her hips over Sean’s lap then continued to pulse and tease him. Just as she was about to touch him, she’d move away. His breathing had changed now. His chest heaved up and down and I could see his hand itching to touch her. One second later his hands wrapped firmly around her hips and he pulled her down on his lap and forced her mouth open with his tongue. He growled as she deepened the kiss. He stood abruptly, lifting her with him, and they soon disappeared down the hall to a private room. I swallowed nervously and looked around the room. All of it was turning me on.

  By midnight, Sienna joined Sara and I on the dance floor. Sara and Sienna were both topless and each had a neck full of beads. I watched as many of the Cubs that passed by sucked on their nipples. They were half-naked and very relaxed about it. This wasn’t their first time doing this. I had no idea this kind of world even existed. I was in a room filled with men and women getting naked like it was an everyday occurrence. Maybe for them it was. I didn’t know.

  As we danced, Both Sienna and Sara took turns grinding on me, often with me in the middle of both of them as Sean and Colt watched from their seats. The girls took turns teasing them by caressing me. I could feel their hands caressing over my butt cheeks and up around my waist. Sara turned me towards her and Sienna pressed light kisses on my neck. Then she and Sienna lifted the sides of my mini dress and raised it upwards as Colt and Sean cheered along with several other men. I simply raised my arms upward and allowed them, against my better judgment, to slip it over my head. I danced in my black satin bra and panties and black-chained garter belt and I still felt overdressed. Christ, I was overdressed.

  Both girls took turns dirty dancing with me. They planted light kisses all over my body and we danced all night amongst half-naked men and women grinding and gyrating to the loud music. Sara and Sienna would break away for a moment to kiss and fondle each other. I was in a state of disbelief as their tongues wove into each other’s mouths. That was pretty hot. I could tell I was right by the continued cheers from the guys at our table. Still, I was doing my best to maintain composure.

  Sara grabbed my hand, and Sienna my waist, and both girls escorted me off the dance floor and into the hallway. Colt kept feeding me beers all night and I was past slurring my words by this time, as I tried to form a complete thought and ask them where we were headed. They took me into room number ten. Sara walked me in and lowered me onto the king size bed. It was so comfortable I just wanted to close my eyes and go to sleep. Sienna closed the door most of the way but left it cracked slightly, probably figuring Colt and Sean would join us soon.

  My head fogged over with alcohol as I lie there looking up at the ceiling in a daze. Sara and Sienna started massaging me, rubbing their hands over my tummy and down my smooth legs and then back up. All I could do was moan from their caresses as my head turned from side to side. Sara’s hand rubbed over my breasts and pinched my nipples lightly. I moaned slightly louder. Sienna must have noticed my approval and started kissing up my arms as I reached out and touched her thigh. Sara lowered her head and kissed lightly by my ear. I moaned even louder but refused to open my now closed eyes.

  Their hands were all over me when Sara reached my mouth with hers. I accepted her tongue into my mouth and lavished it. Sienna moved upward as she kissed my arm and neck and then when Sara moved off my lips, Sienna placed her mouth over mine and then deepened the kiss with her tongue. I reached up with my hand, grasped onto the back of Sienna’s head, and pulled her head tighter with mine. I lifted up as Sara released my bra and moved her mouth over my right breast. I moaned into Sienna’s mouth then both girls switched places and Sara was the one kissing me again while Sienna moved lower to kiss my left breast. My hips started gyrating back and forth, as Sara slipped her hand down into my panties and let her fingers slip inside me. I moaned deeper into Sara’s mouth. I couldn’t believe how easily I was letting this happen. But I think I wanted it, at least with the room spinning I was able to determine that. I wanted so badly just to give in and let go. The alcohol made it so much easier to quiet my thoughts and accept the pleasure they were giving me.

  Sienna continued caressing me and sucking my nipples, Sara’s fingers were magical. They worked in and out of me, coaxing me nearer to the orgasm I so desperately needed. Until now, I didn’t know how much I needed it, but I wanted it badly, so very badly. The room was spinning as pleasure rolled over me. Sienna and Sara both grabbed the sides of my panties and coaxed them down my legs, sliding them slowly over my thighs teasing me, then down my calves. It was agony and pleasure at the same time. I lifted my legs together and they slipped them off me. Both girls spread my legs as Sienna’s fingers now entered me. Sara started moving her mouth lower from my lips, to my chin, and around my neck, then over my breasts. She started going lower and lower over my belly. My hips were responding to Sienna’s fingers intently as the anticipation of where Sara was going intensified. She kissed lower and still lower. I had never been kissed down there by any man or woman. Oh God. Sienna’s fingers were equally as magical as Sara’s was.

  Sara removed Sienna’s fingers from me as her kisses neared my pelvic bone. I rolled my eyes back in my head, waiting for release and ecstasy when the door suddenly opened and in walked Jim dragging Tara by the hand. His tiny cock was hard and thrusting upwards against that soccer ball of a belly. He started telling Tara to get on the bed to join us. Then he said he was going to fuck each one of us until we screamed. Well he got his screams all right. Both Sara and Sienna angrily yelled for them to get out. Tara looked mortified.

  “Why did you leave the door open then? Come on. Let’s have a party. I want to fuck you dumb broads!” Jim said.

  I snapped back to reality and grabbed my bra, panties, and minders that lay next to us on the bed and ran out of the room into the adjoining bathroom. Although the room was spinning, I knew I wasn’t ready for any of this. I closed the door behind me and could hear yelling from the other side as Sienna ordered them out and threatened to report him if
he barged into anyone else’s room like that. I heard the outer door slam, as I got dressed.

  Sara knocked on the door and asked, “Aria, are you okay?”

  I leaned against the door on the opposite side and gathered my thoughts. After I composed myself, I opened the door and stepped into the room.

  “I don’t think I’m ready for this yet.” She hugged me, followed by Sienna, saying they both understood. I was so confused by my feelings and the alcohol made it harder to figure this out. But I knew I was embarrassed at my reaction.

  “Honey, when you’re ready you’ll know,” Sara said. She and Sienna just held me and smiled.

  “You guys aren’t mad at me are you?” I asked somewhat sheepishly. Sara simply hugged me again and both girls grabbed me by the hand and escorted me out into the main ballroom.

  “Let’s get a drink, honey. We’ll continue when you’re ready. Just know that we both love you,” Sara said referring to her and Sienna. She was right. I knew they’d take care of me, apparently, in more ways than one, I thought.

  This time we headed over towards the bar. The room had stopped spinning by this time. I was happy to have Sara in my life. My breathing had only very recently returned back to normal. My eyes scanned the room and found Avery. We were heading right towards him. He was leaning against the bar, engrossed in a conversation with Travis. A group of gorgeous women surrounded him. Many were topless with handfuls of beads around their necks. Others were hanging on every word he said. He didn’t seem to be paying any attention to the array of naked bodies that was within reach. Maybe Sara was right, he had no intentions of really getting to know the women. We were just an accessory.