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I’ve been running this church camp for 15 years, I’ve been attending here for over 30 years. . I started as a camper, when I was 15. Became a leader at 18, and councelor, at 21, and took over the camp when I turned 35.
Today was my 50th birthday.
Mike, was also a veteran of the vamp. He’s been going for 6 years and is now a new counselor. I’ve known him since he began coming as a student.
He was the sweetest young man. Always helpful since he was younger, an amazing leader, and I’m sure will be a great counselor. All the other staff loves him.
We were headed to camp from church. 40 of us on the old retired school bus. It was about 5p when there was a violent shake, and a loud boom.
Kids screamed. A few adults cussed as The bus leaned hard to the right. And skidded off into the grass. It threw me hard to the right against Mike. We had been riding and talking about his first year as counselor. He wrapped his arms around me as the bus leaned farther into the ditch. I swear it was going to roll.. but it stayed upright and finally came to a stop.
Kids were crying and screaming.
We slowly gained our bearings and got up. Checking on kids. Mike then climbed out the back, and helped all of us out of the back of the bus. The main door jammed by the side of the ditch
After getting ahold of help. We waited. A cop showed up about 10 monutes later. Then an ambulance and fire truck. They checked out all of the kids.
The main office called. After a few minutes I was informed that they were sending a bus to get us before dark. They didn’t want us out in the cool spring air waiting on this bus to be repaired. But we all knew this bus wasn’t moving for a few days. It was stuck and damaged as well.
After a few hours. It was getting dark. A smaller bus pulled up. It was far too small for all of us to ride in. The lady driving was laughing as she got out.
“I don’t think they knew how many were on your bus” she rolled her eyes.
“Apparently” I said. “Even though I told them “
“So.. what’s the plan?” Another counselor asked
“We are gonna make it work” I said. “It’s getting dark”
After getting all the kids in seats, 3 wide, I had a few counselors sitting 3 wide as well. A few females sat on each others laps. The last seat. It was me, a little on the wide side., Jan, an older plump cook, and Mike. The only adult male. I didn’t feel it appropriate to have another young women sit on his lap. It was too much to ask Jan to sit on someone’s lap. She’s 64 and already hobbles about.
“Uhm. Mike… is it ok if you and I share a seat?” I asked
“Yeah. But. I’m probably too heavy for you” he smiled
I stared at him…
“Sure” he sat down and patted his lap.
“Is that appropriate?” Jan asked
“Kinda not much choice” I said. “I feel it’s better for me than one of the younger women” I said.
She frowned as I sat down on Mike’s lap
We still had almost an hour to drive, and it was a rough country road.
About 20 minutes down the road, I was well aware we had an issue.
He was definitely… aroused. He kept his hands at his sides on the seat. But each bump ground his very hard bulge into my crotch. His gym shorts and my tights leaving very little to the imagination. I looked over my shoulder. He was staring out the window. Eyes wide. Not moving. But his mouth was wide open. Breathing hard. Long deep breathes. I’ve seen this when a man was trying to last longer. He was fighting hard.
-Poor young man- I thought
I looked over at Jan. She was talking to the two counselors beside us.
I adjusted on his lap, attempting to relieve the pressure, but It only made it worse for me. He was pushing hard against my delicate lips. His hardness pushing them apart. He was now rubbing against my now throbbing clit..
“Oh God” he whispered. Apparently I hadn’t made it better for him either.
I tried planting both feet flat on the floor, But my hips widened and my pussy opened around his length.
“Oooooohhhh noooo” I closed my eyes and looked at the floor. Each bump he moved up and down my lips.
“I’m sorry” I heard Mike say softly toward the window.
I reached down the left side and found his hand. Looking toward the window myself. I could see his face reflecting in the window, red and tense.
“It’s ok… it’s not your fault Mike” I whispered behind me.
Bump after bump he dry humped me. I was actually building an orgasm too. I hadn’t felt this sensation in years. I was actually impressed he had made it this far. I held his hand. He gripped mine tightly in return.
“I’m sorry” he moaned again.
“It’s ok Mike. It’s ok” I kept saying. Gripping his hand, bump after bump
A Huge bump. I felt my panties being pushed into my body by Mike’s rock hard manhood. A wedgie like I’d never experienced.
“Oh my” I gasped uncontrollably, and I actually giggled out loud. I looked at Jan. Still talking. I looked over at Becky sitting behind the ladies Jan was babbling to.
Becky, The young counselor on Stacey’s Lap had her eyes closed. Stacey was holding both of Becky’s hips, and Stacey’s eyes were also closed.
I was pouring fluids now. My panties. My pants, and I’m sure Mike’s shorts were drenched based on his next question.
“Did you pee Mrs Anderson?” He laughed breathlessly.
I turned to look at Jan. The bus was noisy enough to cover our voices.
I turned, Looking at him as we hit another huge bump.
I closed my eyes tightly. I’m sure I was beet red with embarrassment. Shaking my head, I almost went over the edge that time. I was impressed with Mike’s stamina I opened my eyes as I turned back and looked him in the eyes.
“No hun” I whimpered. Biting my lip, and His jaw dropped.
“I’m so sorry Mrs Anderson. I’m so sorry” he moaned.
“Mike. It’s ok hun” I said
Sadly. Mike was now deeper inside me than my husband had been in 20 years or more. The sensation was overwhelming me. My right hand gripped the seat in front of me. My left gripped Mike’s hand.
I was so close. I knew he was too based on his breathing and moaning
“It’s ok hun. It’s ok… relax” I said behind me.
“I’m trying” he grunted as we hit a huge bump. Damn this driver. Damn this road. My body began to tense. I was losing this battle quickly
“No. No. No” I said softly. Gripping his hand tighter I stared up at the ceiling. Breathing deeply. Begging for this to stop.
“Oh my God… oh my God” he moaned.
“Mike. Try to relax hun” I said
“I can’t. I’m too close” he moaned “I’m sorry Mrs Anderson.”
“You are fine Mike” I laughed. Closing my eyes. Gripping the seat I dug my nails into the material.
“Oh God” he groaned. “I’m sorry Mrs Anderson”
“Mike… honestly, I think you can call me Steph” I half laughed, half moaned. Thinking of how ridiculous this all was.
I felt him grip my hand and tensing up. He seemed so careful not to touch my body in any way.
Knowing the inevitable, I pulled his hand onto my hip. He gripped my waist tightly. I felt him pull me downward.
“Oh my Mike” I giggled. I closed my eyes.
We turned onto the last road before the camp. It was an old gravel road and the bus shook loudly. His hand slid under my shirt and over my stomach. He held me tightly against him. His hot hand gripped my soft stomach gently.
“Oooh God. Oooh my God. Stephanie.” He groaned. That send me over. Instantly my body was covered with goosebumps
I turned and looked him in the eyes. He was a very handsome man. But. He had pure lust in his eyes. Absolute Fire.
“I’m cumming” he groaned.
“Ooohh Micheal” i mouthed silently to him, as I pushed back against him.
His eyes went glassy before he closed them tightly, and tensed up. His mouth opened slowly.
“Stephanie” he groaned loudly and I smiled at him.
“Just enjoy it sweetie” I said as He pushed upward.
Even though I knew it was coming, no pun intended, the feeling of his hot cum erupting between us, was more than I expected. I could feel him pulsing and feel the heat, though all of our clothing. I turned away from him in shame as he jerked upward repeatedly under me. I covered my mouth with my right hand. Closing my eyes tightly I looked at the floor.
“I can’t believe this” I said to my myself as I lost the fight
I felt him hold me tighter as my body jerked
“Uuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuu aaaaaaaauuuuuu” I gasped into my hand as I came hard on him. My body shook over and over and i grunted and bit my palm as my pussy clenched repeatedly.
The bus pulled into the parking lot. And parked.
Mikes hand slipped from my stomach and to the seat. I grabbed it and pulled it back to my hip. He held and massaged my hip as the kids began to exit the bus.
I saw Becky and Stacey. Becky’s hand was on Stacey’s thigh and Stacey was still holding her by the hips. They got up and walked out in silence. Jan followed. I moved off of mine and sat down beside him
“I… I’m so sorry” he said.
“Don’t be…. You’re fine” I said softly. I stood. I pulled him to his feet. I held his hand as we left the bus, only letting go, once outside. Keeping him close behind me. So the fact both of us were quite damp wasn’t noticeable. Luckily it was dark outside.
I turned as we got near the building in a dark corner.
He stared at me. Wide eyed.
“I don’t know what to say” he said
“You don’t need to say anything” I smiled
“Look… I’m sorry” he did say finally
“You have nothing to be sorry for” I laughed.
He stared at me.
“I don’t think I could ask for a better birthday gift” I smiled. Kissing him on the Cheek “thank you Micheal” i said. Kissing his cheek again. “Have a wonderful night, sweet dreams” I stepped back and smiled. I turned and left.
I’ve been running this church camp for 15 years, I’ve been attending here for over 30 years. . I started as a camper, when I was 15. Became a leader at 18, and councelor, at 21, and took over the camp when I turned 35.
Today was my 50th birthday.
Mike, was also a veteran of the vamp. He’s been going for 6 years and is now a new counselor. I’ve known him since he began coming as a student.
He was the sweetest young man. Always helpful since he was younger, an amazing leader, and I’m sure will be a great counselor. All the other staff loves him.
We were headed to camp from church. 40 of us on the old retired school bus. It was about 5p when there was a violent shake, and a loud boom.
Kids screamed. A few adults cussed as The bus leaned hard to the right. And skidded off into the grass. It threw me hard to the right against Mike. We had been riding and talking about his first year as counselor. He wrapped his arms around me as the bus leaned farther into the ditch. I swear it was going to roll.. but it stayed upright and finally came to a stop.
Kids were crying and screaming.
We slowly gained our bearings and got up. Checking on kids. Mike then climbed out the back, and helped all of us out of the back of the bus. The main door jammed by the side of the ditch
After getting ahold of help. We waited. A cop showed up about 10 monutes later. Then an ambulance and fire truck. They checked out all of the kids.
The main office called. After a few minutes I was informed that they were sending a bus to get us before dark. They didn’t want us out in the cool spring air waiting on this bus to be repaired. But we all knew this bus wasn’t moving for a few days. It was stuck and damaged as well.
After a few hours. It was getting dark. A smaller bus pulled up. It was far too small for all of us to ride in. The lady driving was laughing as she got out.
“I don’t think they knew how many were on your bus” she rolled her eyes.
“Apparently” I said. “Even though I told them “
“So.. what’s the plan?” Another counselor asked
“We are gonna make it work” I said. “It’s getting dark”
After getting all the kids in seats, 3 wide, I had a few counselors sitting 3 wide as well. A few females sat on each others laps. The last seat. It was me, a little on the wide side., Jan, an older plump cook, and Mike. The only adult male. I didn’t feel it appropriate to have another young women sit on his lap. It was too much to ask Jan to sit on someone’s lap. She’s 64 and already hobbles about.
“Uhm. Mike… is it ok if you and I share a seat?” I asked
“Yeah. But. I’m probably too heavy for you” he smiled
I stared at him…
“Sure” he sat down and patted his lap.
“Is that appropriate?” Jan asked
“Kinda not much choice” I said. “I feel it’s better for me than one of the younger women” I said.
She frowned as I sat down on Mike’s lap
We still had almost an hour to drive, and it was a rough country road.
About 20 minutes down the road, I was well aware we had an issue.
He was definitely… aroused. He kept his hands at his sides on the seat. But each bump ground his very hard bulge into my crotch. His gym shorts and my tights leaving very little to the imagination. I looked over my shoulder. He was staring out the window. Eyes wide. Not moving. But his mouth was wide open. Breathing hard. Long deep breathes. I’ve seen this when a man was trying to last longer. He was fighting hard.
-Poor young man- I thought
I looked over at Jan. She was talking to the two counselors beside us.
I adjusted on his lap, attempting to relieve the pressure, but It only made it worse for me. He was pushing hard against my delicate lips. His hardness pushing them apart. He was now rubbing against my now throbbing clit..
“Oh God” he whispered. Apparently I hadn’t made it better for him either.
I tried planting both feet flat on the floor, But my hips widened and my pussy opened around his length.
“Oooooohhhh noooo” I closed my eyes and looked at the floor. Each bump he moved up and down my lips.
“I’m sorry” I heard Mike say softly toward the window.
I reached down the left side and found his hand. Looking toward the window myself. I could see his face reflecting in the window, red and tense.
“It’s ok… it’s not your fault Mike” I whispered behind me.
Bump after bump he dry humped me. I was actually building an orgasm too. I hadn’t felt this sensation in years. I was actually impressed he had made it this far. I held his hand. He gripped mine tightly in return.
“I’m sorry” he moaned again.
“It’s ok Mike. It’s ok” I kept saying. Gripping his hand, bump after bump
A Huge bump. I felt my panties being pushed into my body by Mike’s rock hard manhood. A wedgie like I’d never experienced.
“Oh my” I gasped uncontrollably, and I actually giggled out loud. I looked at Jan. Still talking. I looked over at Becky sitting behind the ladies Jan was babbling to.
Becky, The young counselor on Stacey’s Lap had her eyes closed. Stacey was holding both of Becky’s hips, and Stacey’s eyes were also closed.
I was pouring fluids now. My panties. My pants, and I’m sure Mike’s shorts were drenched based on his next question.
“Did you pee Mrs Anderson?” He laughed breathlessly.
I turned to look at Jan. The bus was noisy enough to cover our voices.
I turned, Looking at him as we hit another huge bump.
I closed my eyes tightly. I’m sure I was beet red with embarrassment. Shaking my head, I almost went over the edge that time. I was impressed with Mike’s stamina I opened my eyes as I turned back and looked him in the eyes.
“No hun” I whimpered. Biting my lip, and His jaw dropped.
“I’m so sorry Mrs Anderson. I’m so sorry” he moaned.
“Mike. It’s ok hun” I said
Sadly. Mike was now deeper inside me than my husband had been in 20 years or more. The sensation was overwhelming me. My right hand gripped the seat in front of me. My left gripped Mike’s hand.
I was so close. I knew he was too based on his breathing and moaning
“It’s ok hun. It’s ok… relax” I said behind me.
“I’m trying” he grunted as we hit a huge bump. Damn this driver. Damn this road. My body began to tense. I was losing this battle quickly
“No. No. No” I said softly. Gripping his hand tighter I stared up at the ceiling. Breathing deeply. Begging for this to stop.
“Oh my God… oh my God” he moaned.
“Mike. Try to relax hun” I said
“I can’t. I’m too close” he moaned “I’m sorry Mrs Anderson.”
“You are fine Mike” I laughed. Closing my eyes. Gripping the seat I dug my nails into the material.
“Oh God” he groaned. “I’m sorry Mrs Anderson”
“Mike… honestly, I think you can call me Steph” I half laughed, half moaned. Thinking of how ridiculous this all was.
I felt him grip my hand and tensing up. He seemed so careful not to touch my body in any way.
Knowing the inevitable, I pulled his hand onto my hip. He gripped my waist tightly. I felt him pull me downward.
“Oh my Mike” I giggled. I closed my eyes.
We turned onto the last road before the camp. It was an old gravel road and the bus shook loudly. His hand slid under my shirt and over my stomach. He held me tightly against him. His hot hand gripped my soft stomach gently.
“Oooh God. Oooh my God. Stephanie.” He groaned. That send me over. Instantly my body was covered with goosebumps
I turned and looked him in the eyes. He was a very handsome man. But. He had pure lust in his eyes. Absolute Fire.
“I’m cumming” he groaned.
“Ooohh Micheal” i mouthed silently to him, as I pushed back against him.
His eyes went glassy before he closed them tightly, and tensed up. His mouth opened slowly.
“Stephanie” he groaned loudly and I smiled at him.
“Just enjoy it sweetie” I said as He pushed upward.
Even though I knew it was coming, no pun intended, the feeling of his hot cum erupting between us, was more than I expected. I could feel him pulsing and feel the heat, though all of our clothing. I turned away from him in shame as he jerked upward repeatedly under me. I covered my mouth with my right hand. Closing my eyes tightly I looked at the floor.
“I can’t believe this” I said to my myself as I lost the fight
I felt him hold me tighter as my body jerked
“Uuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuu aaaaaaaauuuuuu” I gasped into my hand as I came hard on him. My body shook over and over and i grunted and bit my palm as my pussy clenched repeatedly.
The bus pulled into the parking lot. And parked.
Mikes hand slipped from my stomach and to the seat. I grabbed it and pulled it back to my hip. He held and massaged my hip as the kids began to exit the bus.
I saw Becky and Stacey. Becky’s hand was on Stacey’s thigh and Stacey was still holding her by the hips. They got up and walked out in silence. Jan followed. I moved off of mine and sat down beside him
“I… I’m so sorry” he said.
“Don’t be…. You’re fine” I said softly. I stood. I pulled him to his feet. I held his hand as we left the bus, only letting go, once outside. Keeping him close behind me. So the fact both of us were quite damp wasn’t noticeable. Luckily it was dark outside.
I turned as we got near the building in a dark corner.
He stared at me. Wide eyed.
“I don’t know what to say” he said
“You don’t need to say anything” I smiled
“Look… I’m sorry” he did say finally
“You have nothing to be sorry for” I laughed.
He stared at me.
“I don’t think I could ask for a better birthday gift” I smiled. Kissing him on the Cheek “thank you Micheal” i said. Kissing his cheek again. “Have a wonderful night, sweet dreams” I stepped back and smiled. I turned and left.
