Nathaniel stared over the hill waiting for the bus full of campers to arrive. It was his job each and every year to greet the campers and the counselors who come with them. He shuffled his feet, sweating in the overbearing sun, hoping that they’d arrive soon so that he could take a cool dip in the lake. As time passed, he started to get frustrated when he suddenly saw the camp bus coming over the hill. As the campers began to file out of the bus, he put on his friendliest grin and greeting everyone. When all of them came off the bus and had gathered in front of him, he said, “Welcome campers and campettes, my name is Nathaniel or Nate for short. A couple of other counselors and I will be watching over you guys for the next few weeks. And for all you guys who are dying in the heat, we’ll show you where the lake is.” This was followed by a chorus of cheers. “We got a lot for you campers to do including—” He was cut off when there was a small crash from behind the bus.
“What was that?” Nate said. A few of the girls giggled, “That was probably our counselor, Fayth. I think she tried to move Rebecca’s suitcase.” This was followed by laughs directed at a tall brunette who retorted, “It’s not my fault I need a lot of things to be able to survive in the woods for a few weeks.” Nate rolled his eyes at that and moved behind the bus to help this Fayth with Rebecca’s suitcase. He stopped and stared when he saw her. She was 5’7, with a supple, curvy figure. Her skin was the color of delicious caramel and had dark waves of brown hair that fell to just below her breasts. He swallowed when he stared at the distinctly feminine parts of her body: her C cup breasts and a big, firm ass incased in a tight pair of blue jeans. Dear God, she’s got a few extra pounds on her but she carries them well. He was really overwhelmed when he saw her eyes: dark, chocolate brown with flecks of silver shining in them. She smiled shyly at him, “Hey, my name is Fayth.” It took him a few seconds to remember his own name, “I’m Nate.” She smiled again, “Nice to meet you, now can you do me a favor and carry this damn suitcase out to the front of the bus?” He nodded and went to carry the bag for her. When that whole matter had finally gotten settled, Nathaniel went back out front and said, “Now we all should go change into our swimsuits, so that we can go to the lake!” Everyone cheered and followed his fellow camp counselors to their cabins to change into their bathing suits. He looked back toward the sun, the sun burning the image of Fayth’s ass bouncing as she followed her campers into his brain permanently.
Fayth fumbled with her bathing suit, trying to erase the image of Nathaniel staring at her. Not that the way he was looking at her was unpleasant—nope not at all. The way he stared at her and looked at her body, made her feel warm and wet—and not from sweat. She changed into her black bathing suit, imagining that Nate was in the room watching her. He’d probably want her to stay naked and strut around the cabin while he jerked himself off to the sight of her. That thought made Fayth uncomfortably wet and she had to think of sad, non-sexual things in order to block the thought of what Nate would do to her if he were in the cabin with her….
Nathaniel lounged in the lake, enjoying the cool feel of the water against his skin. A number of the campers had already arrived and were enjoying the cold water as much as he was. They were jumping off the diving platform, having races with each other, or some were scouting the lake for creatures. He tried to keep the image of Fayth and him in a private Jacuzzi out of his mind but it truthfully wasn’t working. “Come on Fayth!” He opened his eyes in time to see Fayth walk down the little beach in her bikini. He was sure that every male there stopped and stared at her. She blushed and stammered, “What, what’s wrong? Do I look that bad?” Not at all. Her bathing suit was basically two long and wide pieces of fabric crossing over her body. The bathing suit barely supported her breasts and left a lot of her exposed. My lord, I wonder what she would look like utterly naked tied up with that skimpy, little swimsuit. Still blushing, Fayth slipped into the water and went swimming. He wanted nothing more than to follow her, but the extension between his legs made it hard for him to move after her.
A week passed by with Nate and Fayth slowly becoming more casual and comfortable around each other; however, once night had fallen the image of them locked in a passionate embrace haunted both of their dreams. One Saturday, a huge lightning storm had hit the camp. Everyone was confined to their cabins and they huddled together against the storm, the rain pounding their walls. Fayth’s cabin was no exception; all the campers in her cabin huddled around her seeking comfort. She sang songs, braided hair, and rocked them in order to keep them from being scared. Sure all the campers were teenagers but they needed a motherly figure now and then. She had nearly calmed them down enough when there was a knock at their door. One of the girls, Nicky, screamed, “It’s the Storm Demon! Like in Michael’s scary story!” This led to all the girls screaming. Fayth went to open the door and saw Nate standing their utterly soaking wet. He said, “You ladies okay?” She put her hands on her hips and yelled, “Well we were until you came here and scared the life out of us! Made all my girls think you were the Storm Demon. I told Michael not to tell that goddamn scary story!”
He smiled at her, finding her tirade extremely sexy and adorable. “Good to see you too, Fayth.” She blushed and looked down, “You are soaking wet, you must be freezing. Come on inside.” He shook his head, “No no Fay, I gotta go check on everyone else.” Fayth frowned, “Why are you the prime candidate for going out in the storm?” He smiled, “I volunteered for it. Stay inside okay, it is bad out here,” he kissed her hand and said, “Au revior, mademoiselle.” The girls’ giggles followed him as he left. She sighed and sat down on her bed and said to her campers, “Come on go to bed, the storm is only gonna haunt us if we’re awake.”
The campers all settled in to their beds when little Josie (only 13 last month) screamed, “I left my monkey! He’s not here. I must’ve left in the mess hall.” She cried and cried and cried and Fayth knew that the poor girl wouldn’t go to sleep without her stuffed animal. Fayth hugged Josie and said, “I’ll go get him okay sweetie. Lay down with the other girls I promise I’ll be right back.” Fayth put on her raincoat, boots, and went out into the storm.
Nathaniel walked around, the rain blinding his eyes. Goddamn, I’ve never seen a storm as bad as this. Thank God I’m the only one out here. Hold on… He turned to his left and saw someone walking toward the mess hall. What the fuck, don’t they know how bad it is out here! He walked toward the mess hall, and saw with sudden clarity Fayth struggling through the storm. Feeling a horrible portent in the air, he started to race after her, “Fayth, Fayth, get out the storm!” She turned to look at him just as a blast of lightning came down from the clouds and made Fayth its next victim. “Fayth!!!” He raced to her side and lifted her into his arms, praying that she was still alive. “Please Fay, please look at me, don’t die on me.” Tears ran down his cheeks and landed on her eyes. Her eyelids fluttered and he felt the faint beat of her heart against his chest. She’s ALIVE!! He knew that he wouldn’t be able to get her the medical attention she needed, not in this storm. He held her against his chest, his mind racing, until he remembered the specialized medical kit he kept in a little cove on the outskirts of the camp. He ran through the blinding storm, knowing the location of the cove instinctively. Once he got there he laid Fayth gently down on the floor and set a blanket around her. Poor little angel. Lighting one of the lanterns, he brought Fay into his arms and kissed her forehead. What can I do for you? You’re hurting so much my poor baby girl. He stared at her before getting an idea. I just hope that when she woke up fully, she wouldn’t kill him. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, giving her CPR.
Five minutes later, her eyes opened gently and stared up at him. He quickly pulled his mouth away from hers, wishing that he could continue to kiss her soft, full lips. She sat up her eyes unfocused, “Nate? What am I doing here? Where are we?” He adjusted her blanket and said, “We’re in a private cave of mine, fully stocked with provisions and medical equipment. I took you here because you had gotten hit by lightning and amazingly lived. Now what the HELL WERE YOU DOING IN THIS FUCKING STORM?” She tilted her head, completely unperturbed by his tirade, “My little Josie was scared and needed her monkey which she left in the mess hall. I had to go get it for her.” He shook his head, amazingly attracted by her brave behavior. He stared at her and on impulse pulled her against him. Fayth’s eyes widened but she snuggled against Nathaniel; she closed her eyes and he hugged her tighter. They sat cuddled together as Fayth started to fall asleep; unable to let her go for a second, he laid both of them down under the cover.
Time slowly passed by, and Nathaniel started to drift off himself. He came out of that daze immediately when he felt someone gently stroking his erection. He opened his eyes and saw Fayth with her hand on his crotch. He got harder as she stroked and tugged his cock and didn’t make an effort to stop her—he couldn’t if he wanted to. Suddenly, she moved down onto her knees between his legs and tugged his pants and boxers down to his knees. Nate sat up, his cock throbbing, and tried to get a handle on his arousal; he was getting closer to the edge and she hadn’t even started to suck him yet. Fayth licked his shaft from base to tip and twirled her tongue around the head of his cock. She gently tugged on his balls, kissing his entire cock. Nate bit hard into his wrist, preventing himself from crying out. She opened her mouth and slowly sucked his 9′ inch cock down her throat and swallowed around him. Shit, shit, she’s trying to kill me. Imma cum everywhere if she doesn’t stop herself. She continued to suck him; sucking harder and faster and he thrust his hips upward into her mouth unable to contain himself. He groaned aloud and Fayth’s eyes popped open. She pulled off his cock and gasped, “Oh my god I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He stared at her for a moment before grabbing her and flipping her onto her back, his hard body covering hers.
Fayth gasped up at Nate, “What are you doing?” Her body was trembling but more from desire than fear. Oh please, don’t let him answer me. Just ravage me Nate. She stared into his eyes and he leaned down closer to her. “After a sucking like that, you really think that Imma let you go that easy.” Her body trembled and she let herself go limp, allowing him to take complete advantage of her. He growled at her gentle submission and moaned as he started to take off her wet clothes. He pulled off her bra and panties and stared at her naked body in the low light. “Beautiful,” he whispered and moved down between her legs. She closed her legs self-consciously and he forced them back open. Fayth whimpered and thought My god, he’s gonna see how wet he made me. He settled between her legs and stared at her pussy, “Fay . . . you’re so beautiful. You’re swollen and dripping wet.” Fayth closed her eyes as his head swooped down and started to lick her clit. “Oh, oh Nate, please I’m so fucking wet.” He sucked her clit into his mouth and forced a few of his fingers into her pussy. Her cunt started to get tighter round her fingers, the pleasure building painfully. Nathaniel pulled his mouth and fingers off her pussy causing her to writhe in frustration.
He pulled off the rest of his clothes and lay down on top of her; “Are you ready?” he whispered in her ear. Fayth nodded and spread her legs wider so that he could have all the access he needed. He moaned and forced his cock into her pussy causing Fay to cry out and squirm underneath him. He moved his hips in a circular motion hitting all the spots inside her cunt. “Oh fuck, Fay, you’re so tight. How can you be so fucking tight?” In response, she stared up at him with tear-filled, lust-dazed eyes. He groaned and started to fuck her hard; Nathaniel pounded his big, fat cock into her tight, little pussy. They fucked on and on for nearly a half an hour, writhing with each other, finally in the passionate embrace they both dreamed of. Suddenly, he started to fuck her harder, “Fayth, angel, I’m gonna cum…I can’t hold it back much longer angel.” She whimpered and dug her nails into his back, thrusting her hips against his. “Shit, oh fuck, I can’t hold back! I’m cumming. FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!” As he pumped all his cum into her, she was with him, her pussy clenching tight around him. I didn’t know it’d be like that. Nathaniel smiled down at Fayth and kissed her gently. “I didn’t know it’d be that wonderful.” She smiled and started to drift off to sleep as he lay down next to her. Before she passed out into oblivion, she heard him whisper, “Sleep tight my love.”
The storm had passed over by the next morning and Fayth and Nathaniel went back to the camp. When they got there, they were bombarded with millions of questions from the campers: “Where were you?” “Why are your clothes all wet?” “Did you survive the storm?” “Did you bring back my monkey?” “WE WERE SO WORRIED!” Nate smiled at them, “Don’t worried we survived the storm. We just had to huddle away in the forest for the night.” Fayth nodded and snuggled closer to Nathaniel, who wrapped his arm round her shoulder. From the looks passed between the campers, the two lovebirds had a feeling they knew how they weathered out the storm…..