DirtyMeStoryTime Rants/Camping trip
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I pulled my arm back, then crawled over him to use the restroom. The guys were all still asleep, so I moved as quietly as possible. | I pulled my arm back, then crawled over him to use the restroom. The guys were all still asleep, so I moved as quietly as possible. | ||
| - | I noticed an ache between my legs, a bit of stickiness. I also the strange salty, slightly bitter taste again in my mouth. I shrugged, not sure what it was. My skin pulled a bit at me, a little sticky in spots. Like glue on it or something. Again, something strange. I saw Dick get up. "Did anything happen last night | + | I noticed an ache between my legs, a bit of stickiness. I also the strange salty, slightly bitter taste again in my mouth. I shrugged, not sure what it was. My skin pulled a bit at me, a little sticky in spots. Like glue on it or something. Again, something strange. I saw Dick get up. "Did anything happen last night?" I asked him. |
For some reason, he gave me a wary look. "No, nothing. I slept all night." he said. | For some reason, he gave me a wary look. "No, nothing. I slept all night." he said. | ||
"Okay," I told him. It was still strange, as I normally didn't wake up sticky, a bit sore, and with a strange taste in my mouth, but I thought nothing else of it and let it go. There was more important things to do. | "Okay," I told him. It was still strange, as I normally didn't wake up sticky, a bit sore, and with a strange taste in my mouth, but I thought nothing else of it and let it go. There was more important things to do. | ||
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| + | I slipped into the shower, letting it warm up as I brushed my teeth. I slipped in, when Mike showed up. | ||
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| + | "Oh, you are already using the shower," he said, his expression a little sad. "I was hoping I could grab one before we headed out." | ||
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| + | "Okay," I told him hesitantly. "I guess I can take one after you." | ||
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| + | He shook his head no. Suddenly, he seemed to have an idea. "Hey, maybe we can shower together. Then we can wash each other. You know how hard it is to wash your own back." He looked at me, his face hopeful. | ||
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| + | I reached my hands back behind my back, clasping them together. "See, it is easy!" I told him. He seemed to watch my chest more than looking at my hands. | ||
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| + | He thought for a minute, then tried to clasp his hands together. "See, not easy," he said. | ||
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| + | I was surprised. "So, how do you wash your back?" I asked him. | ||
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| + | "Oh, normally I just use a cloth." He put one hand near his neck, the other near his bottom, and mimed scrubbing his back with a towel. "But, I don't have it here. I left it at home." I nodded, then grabbed mine. "You can use mine if you want," I said, handing him a long strip of porous cloth, Hello Kitty patterned across him. | ||
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| + | He gave me a hurt look. "Oh, I see. You don't want to help." | ||
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| + | I felt bad, and tears welled in my eyes for being so mean. "Sure, I will help you." I told him. | ||
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| + | I hopped back in, and he followed slowly. | ||
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| + | It was a little tight, so we found ourselves somewhat close together. I could feel his wee wee poke me time to time. It seemed it had gotten all hard and angry again. | ||
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| + | "Umm, your wee wee," I said, pointing at it. "Is it okay? It seems like all of your wee wee's have gotten all swollen." I tentatively touched it, then pulled my hand back as it jumped. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." I told him. | ||
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| + | "No, it didn't hurt," he said, giving me a confused look. | ||
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| + | "Oh, I am glad. I remember, one time, ...someone... sorry, I can't say who. Confidential, patient information... had hurt his wee wee. I saw it in his hand. He was rubbing it, and when I saw, he told me that he had hurt it, and it would help to rub it. I guess he had to get all the white stuff, well, sort of white stuff, out of it before it would stop hurting. So, I helped him. Like with a burn. I put it in my mouth. It seemed to help him." | ||
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| + | He gave an unreadable expression. "Are you fucking shitting me?" He asked. | ||
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| + | I gave him a startled look. "You should not say words like that." | ||
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| + | "How old are you," he asked. | ||
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| + | "I am 18! I just turned 18." I told him. | ||
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| + | "Wow, barely 18...and you really do not know what a blowjob is?" | ||
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| + | I gave him a confused look. "No. Is that like, the leaf blower guys?" | ||
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| + | "Umm," he said. "No..." | ||
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| + | "Oh, sorry. I don't know." | ||
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| + | "Do you know what sex is?" | ||
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| + | "Yes. It is when my mouth touches your mouth. I am not stupid!" I huffed, and turned my back on him. | ||
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| + | "Sorry...yeah, that is sex..." he let out a little laugh. "Sorry, I am not trying to offend you," he told me. "Do you accept my apology?" | ||
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| + | I thought about it, sighed, and turned around. "Okay, I accept. Anyways, do you need help with your wee wee?" I asked him. | ||
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| + | He just stood there, and turned around, walking out of the restroom. I heard him laughing, then talking to the other guys. He eventually came back in, just as I was about to give up and start my shower. "I would love it if you helped me," he said. | ||
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| + | "Okay!" I agreed. I kneeled down in front of him, putting my mouth on his wee wee, then sucked on it. Soon, he pushed on the back of my head. I felt it go to the back of my throat, felt myself start to gag, and pushed my head back a little. He pushed again. For a few times, we kept doing this, him pushing me, making me feel sick, and me pulling my head back. Finally, I took his wee wee out, and looked at him. | ||
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| + | "You are going to make me sick! Stop that!" | ||
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| + | He gave me a puzzled expression, then said, "But, you need to move your head, move my...wee wee...inside your mouth. Or, none of the white stuff will come out..." | ||
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| + | "Oh," I replied. "Sorry, I forgot that!" | ||
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| + | I put it back in my mouth, then moved my head on it. It took a few minutes, but soon his wee wee shot its white stuff out. I spit all of it out, still not sure I believed the principal that it was okay. After all, if there is something wrong, why would it be okay for me to swallow...whatever it was? It felt strangely familiar. Why did it taste just a bit like my morning drool? | ||
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| + | "Okay, time to shower!" I was surprised to see the bathroom door open a bit, and went over and closed it. "You should always close the bathroom door! What if you have guests!" | ||
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| + | Another unreadable expression passed across his face. | ||
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| + | We slipped into the shower. "Okay, I will wash you, you wash me, okay?" I said. He nodded, more unreadable looks on his face. I was wondering if something was wrong. | ||
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| + | I grabbed the soap, lathering him up. Chest. Arms. Back. Legs. Even kneeling down to wash between his toes. I washed his wee wee and butt. I also noticed his wee wee getting swollen again. ''What is wrong with guys!'' It seemed that it was always getting swollen. I wondered if I should tell him to go see a doctor. | ||
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| + | Finally, I finished. I handed him the soap so he could wash me. He washed my chest wonderfully, maybe a little bit too good. But he didn't do as good with my arms and back. He did great with my butt and flower, but I had to stop him as he kept washing it over and over again, rubbing it. I started feeling funny down there. On the one hand, it felt wonderful, but on the other, it felt strange. As he washed my legs, he kept his face straight ahead, instead of looking at what he was doing. I began to wonder how men washed themselves, if they all did this bad. I would probably need to do myself over again. | ||
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| + | Once he finished, I looked down and sighed. "It is all swollen again. Are you sure you shouldn't go see a doctor?" | ||
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| + | "No, it is fine. I know a faster way to take care of it." | ||
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| + | He brought me out of shower, and we dried off. "Here, bend over the sink," he said. | ||
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| + | I did, confused. He grabbed the super small bottle of lotion on the counter, motels always give such small things, and rubbed it on his wee wee. | ||
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| + | He moved up behind me, then pushed my legs a bit, standing there behind me. He pushed his wee wee against my flower. His fingers gently pried the two parts apart, and he pushed again. I could feel his wee wee push against it, slide in a little. A strange feeling ran through me. I was not sure how to even describe it. He pushed more, a little more, and it hurt slightly. "You are a virgin?" he asked. | ||
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| + | "What is that?" I answered. | ||
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| + | "You have never had sex?" | ||
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| + | "I will not have sex until I find my true love!" I told him, a bit indignant. | ||
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| + | "Wait, sex is really when you and a boys mouth touches? Like, a kiss?" | ||
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| + | I nodded. "Of course. You didn't know?" | ||
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| + | "Umm, no..." he said. I could see him behind me in the mirror, another strange expression. | ||
Revision as of 09:20, 8 September 2016
Seriously? She would go on a camping trip with a few "guys"?
Well, as you can imagine, by the end of it, naked guys tied to trees, raped within an inch of their lives, could be found all over the camp. And Loli? Well, she already went home. We are still not sure how the guys will make it back to, well, anywhere, tied to trees, no clothing, and exhausted half to death.
Oh, you want a story about "Loli" going on a camping trip with lots of guys? Sigh. Okay, if you really do not like this one, I can make a different one that will get you all hot and bothered.
HA! Fooled you! No story here. Maybe I will write one later=P
PS: If you check the edit page (Just do not edit it, click cancel after), I am working on one for you, since I am in the right mood. Just find the comment (the thing surrounded by <!-- and --> in the "edit" page")
