I stayed hidden behind my tree and watched the whole act to completion. I didn’t want to risk being detected, but I also wanted to watch. I felt a stirring in my panties, and was surprised to find wetness when I touched my pussy. I fingered myself while I studied Susan’s technique, and watched Jimmy’s enjoyment. I had never heard of a blowjob before the other day, but clearly these were important and enjoyable things for a woman to do for a man. Dale could’ve demanded sex from me, but CHOSE a BJ instead.
Now here a mother was giving both her teenage sons blowjobs in secret, which let me know that they knew this was risky behavior, but she was still doing it which meant she wanted it as much as they did. I hadn’t heard of incest yet, so I didn’t know how forbidden it was, but the fact that they were doing it in secret made it seem wrong. But there was also something arousing about it that made it seem less despicable, and more attractive. I wasn’t able to give myself an orgasm while I watched them, but it felt better than it had before. When Jimmy finished, he walked back the same way he’d come from. Susan got up, brushed off her legs, and walked away in the other direction. When the coast was clear, I ran back to my cabin and got in bed. The scene I had just witnessed would stick with me, and later influence my opinions of sex between relatives as something that didn’t necessarily have to be inappropriate.
The next day after lunch, we all had free time to go and do whichever activities we wanted. Naturally I was at the lake. I was sitting on the dock taking a break, when Steve walked over to me.
“Hey Danny.” He said. Everyone called me Danny for short. “Watcha up to?” His smile made me not hear what he was saying at first.
“Oh, hi. Just taking a break for a bit.” He sat down next to me. He was wearing swim trunks and no shirt. I was wearing a one-piece bathing suit with flowers on it. “Is there really a big meadow of flowers on the other side of the lake?” I asked him.
“Yep!”
“How do you know?”
“I’ve seen it.”
“Really?! How? We were told we can’t go over there.”
“That’s true, all the land around the other side of the lake is private property, there are signs and even some fences. Plus it would be over a mile hike each way. But I swam.” He said, sort of proudly.
“Really? You can do that?”
“Well yes and no. The lake is open to anyone, that’s why we can use it, so swimming to the other side isn’t a problem, but technically getting out of the water once you get there isn’t allowed. Why, do you want to go?”
“But you just said we can’t go on the shore over there.”
“Ya, but who’s going to know?” He asked, smiling.
So we did it, we swam across the lake to the opposite side. I was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to make it that far, but he assured me I would, and he was right. When we reached the shore there was just trees at first, we walked through them for about 100 ft till we came out on the other side. Sure enough, as we broke through them the sun hit my face and there in front of me for hundreds of acres was a massive meadow of wildflowers. It was really pretty, I wished I’d had a camera. We strolled through them, walking towards the center of the meadow. In parts, the grass was very tall, reaching up past my waist, it tickled my exposed thighs in my bathing suit, and I giggled.
“What are you laughing about?” He asked, looking at me with playful confusion.
“The tall grass is tickling me.” I laughed, and pointed at my upper thigh, it was essentially my butt.
“Oh you’re ticklish huh?! You shouldn’t have told me that!” He said, coming towards me, wiggling his fingers.
“No!” I yelped, and ran away laughing.
He came after me, and once he caught me, he grabbed me around the waist and softly tackled me to the ground. He poised himself on top of me, tickling all over, from my neck and underarms down to my ribs and thighs. I was incredibly ticklish. I squirmed around laughing hysterically. Desperately trying to stop the torture, but the sensations scrambled all my coordinated motor functions. I couldn’t feel anything, just the spasms of my body involuntarily jerking at his fingers touch. I noticed nothing else, not even as one of his hands pulled the crotch of my bathing suit to the side, exposing the muff of a distracted 11 year old girl. One hand was rapidly tickling me as his other pulled down his own swim trunks, exposing his massive full grown man sized erection.
I didn’t notice until it was too late. He had already taken aim and pressed the head against my tight opening before I could react. He stopped tickling me and pushed himself up with both arms, thrusting into me. I was startled, it hurt more than I expected. Even once I felt that something was happening, it still took me several seconds to finally realize what was going on.
He quickly got a steady rhythm, he was fucking me hard (even by my adult standards). He pounded his cock as deep as my virgin cunt would allow. He grunted each time, shaking my body with each penetrating thrust. He was raping me, I didn’t know the word then, however I knew he shouldn’t be doing what he was doing. But I didn’t move, I allowed it. My arms just stayed at my side, and I opened my legs slightly for his convenience and my comfort. It started feeling good, the way it felt when I tried to masturbate, so I relaxed a bit. But then it started feeling REALLY good, and it freaked me out.
I didn’t know what was happening, but my body started feeling really warm, and there was a tingling all over. A tightness started to develop inside my pussy, it was tingling but there was a sort of pressure with it. I can’t explain why, but it felt good. Then the feelings increased dramatically, quickly and all at once, and a type of sensation Id never felt before came over my body. A sort of release, like all the other feelings suddenly combined and then exploded and shot through me. It felt incredible and strange, I hadn’t even moved, but my body felt weak like I’d just been running. I gasped loudly, uncontrollably, as it happened, and then it subsided.
Once my mind cleared of the blinding euphoria, I was brought back to the present, and felt Steve on top of me again, still pounding away. His rhythm got faster all of the sudden, and his grunts got louder, almost painful. Then without warning, he pushed back off of me, sitting up straight, pulling his dick out of me, and leaning back on his legs. My eyes locked on his tool as he grabbed ahold of it, he had put it in me before I had gotten a chance to look, and now I wanted to see it. As soon as he grabbed it he turned to the side slightly, just as a shot of semen flew from the tip, I’ve had sex ed, I knew what came out of guys during sex. What I didn’t know was how much would come. He sprayed several more shots into the grass, groaning as he did it, eyes squeezed shut, stroking himself slowly. He stayed like that for several minutes, even after no more semen came out of his penis, and he stopped holding it. I just watched him, I didn’t move or speak, not sure what the girl was supposed to do right now.