Means Of Reproduction - Cheerleader Camp - Day Two Written by addicted2boobies@hotmail.co.uk
Sunlight peeked in through the curtains. Through, what must have been a cruel joke of fate, it landed in Sarah's eyes, forcing her awake.
She sat in bed, stretching her lithe body. Looking over she could see the sleeping forms of her bunkmates; Harmony and her younger, by ten minutes, sister, Melody.
The covers, which she had very quickly wrapped herself in the night before, slipped down to her stomach, exposing her bare chest to the cool morning air. She reached down and cupped her A-cup chest, annoyed at their somewhat small size, but relishing the warm tingle such actions spread through her.
She pushed the covers all the way off, and swung her nude body off the side of the bed, flexing her toes in the process. She saw her sneakers sitting next to her bed, her white sports socks rolled up inside each one. One of the sisters, Harmony most likely, had slipped them off her when they returned to their cabin.
Sarah knew this, because she had pretended to be asleep.
What caught her eyes though, was the blue bag that hung over one of the bedposts. It was a pale blue, and made out that see-through plastic that swimming gear bags are made of.
She brought it into her lap, and immediately saw the garish logo plastered on the front; Camp Wildcats! Decorated with the camp's mascot, a tiger in a cheerleader outfit.
Opening it up she found some clothes; a boring, navy blue one-piece swimsuit, the kind with a large hole in the back, a plain white t-shirt and black jogging shorts and a single fit, yellow and pink spandex, suit, and a plastic drinking bottle,
'Great,' thought Sarah, 'Swimming, jogging and aerobics. And I couldn't do any of these at home because..?'
She dumped the clothes back in the bag, and dropped the bag on the floor. She stretched again as she stood up, and felt a breeze flow through the open window, washing over her body.
Her thoughts drifted back to the night before, and she felt another throb of heat inside her. She had never felt like that before, unless of course, she included that bizarre dream a few nights ago.
Her hands drifted down her body, skimming over her toned abdomen and feeling the soft tickle of her red curls.
At that point, she heard movement from one of the bunks. Sarah quickly picked up her panties and t-shirt, neatly folded she noticed, off the floor and slipped them on. When she looked at the bunks, she saw it was just Harmony fidgeting, and let out a deep breath,
'Jesus. I almost had a heart attack,' she thought, 'I need to get some fresh air.'
Reaching for her new bag, she pulled out the t-shirt and shorts. They were both cotton and fitted quite loosely. The t-shirt was cut short so it showed of her flat tummy, one part of her body she was very proud of. The shorts felt a little too small, but when Sarah saw the effect it had on her butt, she grinned,
'Oh get over it,' she admonished herself, 'Who the hell are you going to impress in a camp filled with girls?'
Sarah slipped on her socks and sneakers and slipped quietly out of the cabin.
Sarah breathed in the fresh air, her head already feeling clearer. She flexed and stretched out her legs, before breaking into a jog, heading towards the forest that surrounded the camp.
There was a path around the camp's edge, and she followed it around. As she ran she went passed the camp's amenities; she saw a large building which was most likely the gymnasium, and another which, from the smell of chlorine, was the swimming pool. She also ran passed some courts which had both tennis nets and basketball hoops,
'Well, at least there's plenty to do.'
As she left the courts behind her, she saw someone up ahead, doing stretches on the grass. As she got closer, she recognised her as one of the counsellors who put on the routine at the bonfire,
"Well," she said as Sarah got closer, "Nice to see I'm not the only early bird here."
"Yeah," said Sarah, stopping at the edge of the path, "I've never been one to sleep in."
"Good to hear. What cabin are you in?" Sarah told her and the counsellor nodded with a smile which made the young redhead weak in the knees, "You're in my group then, but I don't recognise from last night."
"Oh no, I wasn't feeling too well so I went back to my cabin to lay down." said Sarah, trying to ignore the hot flush that leapt up when her thoughts went back to the night before,
"No problem. My name's Trish by the way." she said,
She held out her hand and Sarah shook it, liking the feel of the older woman's skin,
"Sarah."
"Well then Sarah," said Trish, stepping on to the path, "Do you mind if we jog together?"
"No, that sounds great."
"Cool. But I warn you, I normally lap this place a few times." Trish said as she broke into a run, Sarah wasting no time in catching up.
As they ran Trish told Sarah what had been said last night. Sarah was listening, but as they ran, she occasionally snuck glances at Trish's body.
Trish couldn't be any older than twenty-five, and if she was, she looked fantastic. She had short brown which was tied into a ponytail, with a sports visor keeping it held back. Her eyes were dark green and balanced out her tanned complexion. Her long legs were topped by a pair of black running shorts which clung to her butt.
But Sarah couldn't help but be envious at her large chest, and how it bounced up and down with each step. And with each bounce, Sarah felt that similar pulse flood her body. She felt her nipples harden and rub against the cotton shirt, her shorts clinging to her dampening legs.
They ran around the camp several times, chatting as they did, before coming to a stop back where they had started,
"Wow," said Trish, breathing deeply as she rested her hands on her knees, "You kept up pretty well."
"Thanks," said Sarah, brushing the red hair that clung to her wet forehead out of her eyes, "You certainly set a hard pace."
"You think that's bad," said Trish, "Just wait 'til later today."
Sarah nodded. Gymnastics. Trish waved and headed for her own cabin, the counsellors rooms huddled together, opposite the cabins Sarah and the others were staying at. Sarah took off, heading back to her own cabin.
One of the twins was up and out of bed when Sarah got back to the cabin; the smile she got upon her return told her it was Harmony. The older twin was in her underwear, a matching white lace set, and rummaging through her bag,
"Where have you been?" she asked,
"Oh, I woke really early so I went out for a run." said Sarah, trying her hardest not to ogle,
This was the most of Harmony's body she had seen. The white bra pushed her breasts together, the pale orbs of flesh almost pushing over the top, almost the same way her eyes felt like they were bulging out their sockets,
"Yeah, well, you were asleep by the time me and Mel got back."
"Where is your sister?" asked Sarah, noticing for the first time the empty top bunk,
"She's in the shower," replied Harmony, pointing at the small room off to the side, "I've already had one so it'll be free when she's out."
As if on cue, Melody stepped out of the bathroom, her wet body wrapped in a large and fluffy white towel,
"Look who decided to put in an appearance." she said,
"Morning Melody." said Sarah quietly, getting a towel of her own out of her bag,
"Try not to take too long," said Harmony cheerfully, trying to cut the tension that had manifested in the room, "We don't want to be late for breakfast."
Sarah nodded with a smile and went into the small bathroom, locking the door behind her. The room was very simple, a single toilet and wash basin, as well as a bath that had had a shower installed. She dropped her toiletries in the basin and stepped to the bath.
Sarah pushed the curtain back, and adjusted the water temperature to a comfortable level. She shook her wavy red hair and stepped into the shower. The warm water felt amazing on her aching muscles, and she got her hair completely wet, relishing in the way the water felt running down her back.
She planted her hands against the wall and took the weight off her legs, leaning into the wall. The warm water ran down the middle of her back, dripping between the round cheeks of her ass.
Turning on the spot, she leant back against the wall, water beating on to her front. She moaned as the water soaked her skin, pouring over her tingling breasts and running down to her warm sex. She let a tentative hand creep down her skin, stroking gently at the softness of her curls.
Sarah reached out and grabbed the shampoo, lathered up her hair and rinsed, repeating the procedure with conditioner. That done, she picked up the body sponge, and put some shower gel on it. Sarah lathered until the gel had created large white bubbles in her hands, and proceeded to run the sponge all over her body, starting at my neck and shoulders.
The sponge felt soft and Sarah quickly moved her hands down to her chest. She lathered up her small, firm breasts thoroughly, occasionally pulling at her nipples. One hand grazed her smooth belly, and cupped her pussy. Even under the shower, she could feel her own wetness.
She reached up and brought the shower head down, washing the suds from her body. She moved it down until the stream of water was beating rhythmically on her swollen lips. She gasped as her clit pushed its way out, and water met it.
Bracing herself against the wall, she slid down, her legs spreading on her descent. As one hand held the shower head to her cunt, the other thrust two fingers into her wet hole. She started slowly, but quickly picked up the pace, before bringing back down when she felt herself come close to the edge.
She felt a familiar tingling in her toes, and then grow numb, and knew her climax wasn't going to hold back much longer. Dropping the shower head she circled her clit with her hand, her finger's a blur on the pink nub.
The showerhead rolled in the bath but ended up pointing up, still beating water against Sarah's throbbing sex, and now, against her puckered asshole.
She moaned loudly at this new sensation, but quickly had to bite her lower lip to stop from screaming out in passion when her orgasm hit. Her pussy tightened around her fingers and, although she couldn't see it, she could feel her ass spasm against the water.
She lay in the bath, water still soaking her body, and let her body come down, breathing deeply to regain her composure. When her head stopped spinning, and the feeling finally came back to her little piggies, she stood up in the tub, giving herself a quick rinse off.
When she turned off the shower, Sarah could hear music coming from outside. She dried herself off with her towel, fighting to get her breathing back under control, and unlocked the door.
Sarah nodded with a smile and went into the small bathroom, locking the door behind her,
"I think she's gay." Harmony said quietly, and with a smile,
"What makes you say that," said Melody, "And I why are you wearing that bra? I thought you outgrew it?"
"I did," said Harmony, taking the ill-fitting garment off, "I wore it as a test. You should have seen her face when she saw it. I thought her eyes were going to pop out."
"Anyone's eyes would pop out if they saw you in that thing," said Melody, pulling a pair of panties from her luggage, "Gay or straight."
"Aww," said Harmony with a smile, wrapping her arms around her twin, "Thanks sis."
Melody slipped on her underwear, under the towel she still had wrapped around her, "What I meant was that doesn't really prove anything, does it?"
"No," agreed Harmony, "But it's not like you ever needed anything more. Remember Charity?"
"Stop right there, Harm," Melody said angrily,
"Sorry sis." said Harmony quietly,
"What have we got after breakfast? It's gymnastics, right?" asked Melody, changing the subject,
"Uh-huh." replied Harmony, digging out a bra that fitted,
She was about to say something else, but before she did, both girls heard a soft moan echo through the room,
"What was that?" asked Melody,
"You should know." said Harmony with a smile,
"What's that mean?" snapped Melody, blushing ever-so slightly,
Before Harmony could answer, she was interrupted again, by another, louder moan,
"Fucking hell." muttered Melody and grabbed her phone,
Reception wasn't great up in the forest, but Melody put on some Rihanna which helped block out the 'noise'.
Sarah stepped back out into the cabin, dressed again in her jogging clothes. Melody, still dressed in her towel, was busy getting clothes from her bag and Harmony, holding a white bra in her hands, was swaying her hips back and forth to the music, which Sarah could see coming from a phone,
"You were in there a while." said Harmony, turning to face Sarah,
'Don't let it get to you!' she screamed inside herself, as she watched Harmony continue to gyrate back and forth, her full breasts swinging against each other,
"Yeah, well you know," she said, with what she hoped was a deadpan face, "After my run I thought I'd better be thorough."
Melody snorted laughter, "I bet you did."
"Ooo," said Harmony, "Someone's grumpy in the morning."
"Shut up Harm," replied Melody, "And put some damn clothes on!"
The younger twin reached out and slapped her elder's breasts, not hard, but for them the jiggle. Harmony yelped in what was a mixture of shock, pain and playfulness and grabbed her sister's towel, twisting it between her hands.
Before she could swing it, Melody jumped her, and both girls ended up rolling on the floor; one sister clad in a pair of white lace panties, the other in a pair of black skimpy shorts.
This all happened before Sarah's widening eyes, and she suddenly wished she was back in the shower.
Sarah stood with about a dozen other girls, all of them dressed in matching pink and yellow spandex leotards. She was slightly embarrassed, she had to borrow a pair of panties from Harmony as her own weren't cut high enough and kept poking out the sides of her suit. In front of them stood Trish, in a similar outfit, the material stretched over her large chest.
Breakfast had been uneventful, mostly Melody muttering about what had happened in their cabin, and Harmony giggling like she was five instead of fourteen. And now they were all ready for their first gymnastics session.
Trish, who Sarah was finding it hard not to stare at her, talked the girls through the usual stretches. They were ones Sarah had been through countless times before, but now they seemed to come with an unusual feeling.
As she stretched she felt her nipples became erect as they rubbed on her suit, and her pussy stated tingling. She ignored it, putting it down to her sexually charged morning, but it just made things worse. Every time she spread out her legs, her skin tingled and her clit sent little jolts through her body which caused her to moan softly.
Trish called the girls over to the balance beam, which Sarah was grateful for as it gave her something to focus her mind on. She watched the girls go on ahead of her, admiring the way they moved, and how they bodies flexed over the beam.
Harmony was in front of her, and Sarah watched her do some tumbles. She finished with a back flip, her long, blonde hair flowing around her. She landed on the mat; her arms spread in a wide 'y' and stuck her tongue out at Sarah, a 'beat that' expression on her face.
Sarah climbed onto the balance beam, her toes curling into the hard leather, getting a good grip. She started her own routine of tumbles and twists. Not wanting to be undone, she pulled off a back flip of her own, and landed straddling the beam.
It was something she regretted for about a second.
The move caused her body to slam hard against the beam, her muscles shaking. She grabbed the beam in front of her and her legs clamped against the sides,
"Sarah?" came Trish's voice, "Are you okay?"
Sarah couldn't muster enough control to answer, her crotch was forced down hard, and she could feel her pussy moisten, soaking her leotard. Sarah stretched herself out, laying stomach down on the beam, her hips bucking against it, causing friction on her clit and pussy.
She laid her head on the beam, biting into the leather as her body was wracked with orgasm, her body twitching. She could hear the voices around her but they made no sense, and her body slipped of the beam, onto the thin mat below.
Trish was standing over Sarah when she woke up in the nurses' station. She had changed into some more casual clothing, but had a concerned look on her face,
"Sarah," she said quietly, "How are feeling?"
"Okay, I guess," Sarah murmured, "What happened?"
"We don't know," said the dark haired nurse standing on the opposite side of the bed, "From what Trish told me, it sounds like you suffered heatstroke. It's not the first something like this has happened. It does get quite warm around here. This should help cool you down."
The nurse placed an ice pack on Sarah's forehead, and the young girl sighed at the contact,
"How long have I been out?" asked Sarah groggily,
"Almost five hours." replied Trish,
"It's probably better if we leave her while to recover," said the nurse, ushering Trish out,
"Okay Becky," she said, "And you, try not to push yourself so hard next time."
The two women left Sarah alone, and she focused on the coldness of the ice pack.
Harmony and Melody turned up about an hour later, bringing a change of clothes for Sarah with them. After finally convincing the nurse, Rebecca, that she felt fine, the twins helped take Sarah back to their cabin,
"Are you sure you're feeling better?" asked Harmony, when they were all back in their cabin,
"Yeah, I'm fine." said Sarah, sitting on her bed,
"Want me to run you a bath?" asked Melody, looking just as concerned as Harmony,
"Thanks," said Sarah with a smile, "That'd be great."
Melody went into the bathroom, and soon rushing water could be heard,
"What happened to you?" asked Harmony, taking a seat next to Sarah,
"I don't know," replied Sarah honestly, as she didn't have the faintest clue what was going on, "I just... felt like I was going to explode."
When the bath was ready, Sarah got in. Melody, in a rare bout of consideration, had used mostly cold water, which helped to cool Sarah's skin down.
She washed herself gingerly, partly because her body felt tender, and also because she didn't feel she could survive another climax, not with how battered she felt just then.
She was out and dry in no time, and she lay in bed, replaying the events of the day over and over in her mind. The sounds of Harmony and Melody's soft breathing helped put her to sleep, but instead of everything going dark, her mind felt like it was filled with a white light.
Well, that's part three (I've decided to count the prologue as part one, so there). I didn't expect it to go on as long as it did, let me tell you. Anyhow, thanks to the people who e-mailed about the previous part, especially you Casey Cretcher, that wasn't quite what I had in mind when I asked for boobie pictures, but it's the thought that counts. See you all in part four!
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P.S. Boobies rule!