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Just a short memory of another one of my naughty adventures with Karen… Howie
As you know karen and I met at church ,but a lot of things we did together were a long way from being what they taught us each week.
I had gone to church since I was born so it was where all my friends were and it had become a ritual meeting place more than a place of worship for me.
You may recall that karen was a bit of a cheeky girl with huge tits that loved teasing and shocking friends with how naughty she could be.
So only a few weeks after the ‘jelly baby’ licking afternoon, which was when she also agreed to begin dating me , the two of us went on a camping trip that was organized by the elders but run by leaders who were only a few years older than we were. (18 to 20 yr old.)
We set up the tents in the camping grounds, just beside the lake, and took turns skiing kayaking and swimming during the day then sat around a big campfire at night , huddled together under blankets which hid the fact that while we sang choruses we also were playing with each other.
She’d had a tiny black bikini on all day that had barely contained her bulging breasts. It had often needed to be replaced after being either washed off during any activity ,or after one of the many times that I had released them by tugging on the loosly tied bow while in front of strangers. Karen would act all innocent , squealing as she tried , unsuccessfully , to cover her bouncing boobs. It was often her idea when she saw some young guys she liked the look of.
So I was very horny and a bit too excited even before we sat around the fire. Karen and a few other girls joined us boys sitting on logs trying to stay warm in the cool evening air.
Karens friend leslie sat one side with me on the other. Karen wore a large woolen sweater and leslie held a blanket which she shared between the three of us. We huddled together and spread the blanket over our knees then as our leader started playing guitar I slipped my hand under karens sweater. I touched bare skin! I looked at karen and she smiled then looked at leslie and winked! Leslie looked straight down at karens chest and laughed. The girls had been joking about how I long it would take me to notice she had nothing on underneath. I slid my hand up to find her firm big boobs bare and cool to my touch. There were about 60 people in our group , including our minister and his family , 3 leaders and the rest of us who ranged in ages from 16 to early 20’s.
Leslie pretended to be shocked at first but karen had already told me of some of the things the 2 girls had done so I wasn’t that suprised when leslie also slipped her hand up and had a quick feel. Karen giggled and pretended to sing along as the two of us shared her bare boobs. Karen had been stroking my jeans by habit , feeling my cock getting hard. She took leslie’s hand from her tit then pushed it onto my mound under the cover. Leslie acted shocked again but didn’t stop stroking me even after had karen let her hand go. We three giggled and teased during the songs then it came time to go to bed. Karen and I had whispered about sneaking off somewhere in the dark for a quick fuck but the leaders kept a close eye on everyone for that very reason. There were only a few small tents for everyone and somehow we had managed to convince the church leaders to agree to putting most of us older youth all together in one cramped little 4 person tent. 12 of us including the leader.
We had argued that as we were all in sleeping bags , and in full view of everyone that it would be safe.
So leslie was in the corner , then me , then karen then alan who was my buddy who was a bit desperate for a girlfriend of any size or shape. 6 of us close together on one side and another 6 lined up on the opposite side , including the leader who happened to be my sundayschool teacher that I’d had when I had met my future wife katie.
By luck both karen and my sleeping bags opened on opposing sides which meant that when we unzipped them we had full access to each other.
In the complete darkness karen lifted her top to be semi naked with her exposed big tits offered to me to play with as the others chatted about what they had done that day. Alan was so close to bare tits but I knew if I’d tried to whisper to him to ‘have a feel if he wanted’ that he would have cried out in delight which would have given us away. As I played, leslie , who was 6ft tall blonde and thin , reached over to hug me from behind but then upon discovering I was reaching over to karen , her hand followed mine and she took over fondling karen’s tits. I slid my hand down under karens loose fitting thin shorts to feel a familiar soft fur. Karen opened her legs slightly , as she always did , so I could feel her wet inviting slit. My fingers slipped inside her. Leslie was getting aroused by groping karens tits while draped across me. She began licking my ear and breathing heavily.
It had gone quiet in the tent!
In the still night air the sounds we were trying not to make had been too much. The remaining sleepers were now silent and straining to hear the erotic sounds coming from our corner. Alan held himself quiet as long as he could but since he was right beside karen he heard the wet sounds from her pussy as well as smelling the sweet aroma. It was too much! Karen couldn’t stop herself! A soft moan escaped her open mouth. Alan cried out , “oooah , it sounds like you’re fucking!” He was aware he was making trouble for us but he couldn’t help his extacy.
In the few seconds it took our leader to grab his torch and shine it our way leslie withdrew and pretended to sleep, karen and I flung our sleeping bags up and tried to act innocent as the spotlight hit us.
If he’d looked closer he may have noticed my arm still reaching under cover with my fingers still inside karen who yawned in a way that she somehow made sound just like her erotic moan. Our leader was very suspicious but having no evidence he couldn’t accuse us of doing anything with so many young innocents listening intently to every sound. We stopped playing then but as soon as it got light the next morning we headed into the forest, away from prying eyes.
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Meet Howie… a 53 year old happily married man living in Queensland, Australia. Unfortunately for Howie, his wife is no longer interested in sex. But, Howie still is, and since he loves his wife, and would never be unfaithful, he seeks relief from sex workers. Howie is not a writer, just an ordinary family man who keeps a diary, well hidden I’m sure, here is a page or two.
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