Camp Jameson

by Wendy Lea Thomas

  Sara leaned over into my ear and whispered, “Did you know that I am a whole shoe size smaller than Caitlyn.” I looked at her curiously. “Bet she can’t for the life of her figure out why suddenly her shoes don’t fit.”

  My mouth fell open and I couldn’t stop the laughter that burst out of me. Caitlyn very clumsily took the stage like a new baby calf learning to walk just after its birth. Caitlyn glared in our direction as I quickly tried to muffle my laughter. Now it all made sense. Sara’s plan was brilliant.

  Caitlyn was awkward and very unsteady. Her legs were knocking as she wobbled, trying to steady herself by gripping the pole as the music began to play.

  Caitlyn was shaky as she slipped and stumbled, trying to keep her balance and kick off the ground with momentum. She tried to kick her legs upward but had no strength as she barely got her legs over her head to meet the pole but then she drifted downward until she knocked her head on the floor. The couple at the table next to us nearly spit out their drinks as Caitlyn slid downward. She was floundering on moves that she had done so well before in class.

  Giggles started near the back of the room and crept forward, spreading like a sage brush fire in a dry forest. Her flopping was beyond any amount of description. Sweat clung to her skin and nervousness ground into her eyes as I could tell she had no idea why her shoes didn’t fit anymore. The harder she tried, the more frustrated and confused she got. She had little control over her steps.

  She bounced higher on the pole and slid downward but when her feet hit the floor they wobbled and gave out and she crumpled downward like a poorly built house of cards. Booing replaced the laughter as it began to echo through the crowd as someone yelled ‘get off the stage’.

  Finally, to end her agony, the DJ cut the song and Caitlyn was forced off the stage.

  A small part of me felt bad for her, but then there was the larger part that truly felt that she deserved everything she got.

  Lucy went next and her moves were seductive and strong, as she teased the pole between her legs.

  The night continued on as the next contestant, Amber, was called to the stage. I took off my hotpants and then readjusted my leather corset and smoothed my panties as I waited for my name to be called. I could see Sean watching me out of the corner of his eye. So was Sara. Ahh hell, the whole room had just watched me undress.

  They all smiled to each other like they shared in a secret that I did not. Why were they all staring at me?

  I quickly pulled my hair into a loose ponytail and refocused on the stage. I shifted nervously in my seat, waiting for my name to be called. Of course I was last.

  I could feel my conviction falter after I stopped at the DJ booth to request my song. I made my way to the pole center stage in my five-inch high knee boots with front laces and centered myself in front of the pole. The pole is not the main attraction, I am, I told myself.

  I spread my legs wide and raised my arms above my head, grasping the pole behind me, and waited to begin. The lights were blinding. I squinted to see all in attendance. I could see movement out of the corner of my eye and Colt talking to the guy at the sound booth. The lights in the audience went out and the only table I could see was the judges table bathed in a soft white light. I gave Colt a grateful smile as he sat down at the judge’s table. Sara stood behind him, beaming with a proud smile.

  The judges, who were Colt, Sienna, Travis, and Maya sat with Avery who was dressed in a black button-up pinstripe dress shirt, black pants, and a black two-button vest. I wanted to breathe him in. I thought of his sweet cologne mixed with sweat and my mouth was watering. I didn’t know why, but I wanted to do this for him. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts take me back to this first week of camp at how shy and timid I had been. I knew, because of the alcohol, I was more relaxed but my thoughts were fuzzy and at the same time it had also given me courage. I could let go and embrace some of my sexuality. I could do this.

  The music began and loud guitars ripped through the loud speaker as ‘Something In The Water’ played from Three Miles Out. It was one of my favorite dance songs. I remembered what Sienna told me, ‘find your focus in the crowd.’ My eyes locked on Avery and I knew what I had to do. Don’t think, just feel the music.

  I saw him lean back in his seat and drape his arm over the back of his chair and spread his legs wider under the table. He ran his fingers over his bottom lip and a slow seductive grin followed. My smile widened in return and now I was ready to do this for him, only him.

  A few beats into the music and my hips started swaying. I pressed my buttocks back against the pole and rubbed it back and forth to the music. I lowered myself to the floor with my legs together and my hands trailed down the pole. I let go of the pole and slid my hands down my legs to my knees and pushed my legs apart. I stroked my thighs, my sex, and moved up my flat stomach and over my breasts. I reached for the elastic band in my hair and let my hair cascade down my shoulders. I rotated my hips into a bucking motion and rose to my feet. All the while, my eyes were locked on Avery’s and his were locked on mine. Suddenly, I was only dancing for him.

  I rounded the pole and circled to build up momentum. I spun around with my leg curled around it like Sienna had showed me. I planted my feet on the floor then dipped down and back up.

  I paced around the pole and turned my ass toward the audience. I bent over and rubbed my hands across my buttocks slowly, holding it there for Avery to see.

  I stood and sucked in a deep breath and built up momentum again. With my upper body strength, I lifted myself up mid-spin and wrapped my legs tightly around the pole, then climbed to the top of the pole. I kicked my legs up to the space above me and squeezed my thighs. I gripped the pole between my legs and held myself out horizontal, holding my arms outright like a beautiful swan. Then, I bent at my waist, gripping the pole in my hands, and arched my back, swinging my legs around gaining force to ascend once more to the top of the pole. I kicked my legs upward then spun my feet around into the pole, pushing my body outward as I flipped and dismounted.

  I kicked into a helicopter and twisted until my back landed flat against the pole and reached my arms back to find the pole above my head. I let my hands skim the pole as I bent my knees and sank to the floor. I arched my back, showing off my breasts, and held the pose as the song ended while I bit my lip seductively.

  Everyone cheered as the lights of the Jameson Main Lodge turned back on. I looked at Avery one last time and smirked. The heated look in his eyes only fueled my desire. I saw Colt and Sienna flash a look to each other, then Avery. Their eyebrows were raised in surprise. I took in a shaky breath and stepped to the stairs. Familiar arms swooped around me, picked me up, and spun me around.

  “That was fucking hot as sin,” Sara gushed. I beamed at her, completely blown away that I could even do that. I just went with the moment and that is where it took me. “You’re no longer that girl who peed in the courtyard, you just blossomed into a sexy-ass Kitten and made every guy in this room want to get in your panties.”

  “Thanks for reminding me,” I grimaced.

  “Let’s hear it for the contestants,” Avery’s voice echoed out into the Main Lodge. When the applause died down he continued.

  “I will take the top three highest scores from tonight and next Saturday and those six will proceed to the semifinals. Here are the results. Third place goes to Amber Bensen.” The crowd cheered and whistled.

  “Second place goes to Kennedy Myers.” The crowd grew louder.

  “And first place goes to… Arabella Mason.”

  They went nuts and cheered wonderfully as their applause rang so loud it hurt my ears. I just grinned and waved at everyone as hands appeared from all sides congratulating me and hugging me. Avery smiled widely.

  “Great job, Kittens. Enjoy the rest of your night, folks,” he announced, and then stepped off the stage and swung his arms around a tall blonde and then a brunette and brought them into his sides.

  I frowned as they disappeared down the hall
toward a room. Sara elbowed me in the ribs and I tried to hide my disappointment as she nodded toward Caitlyn. She had kicked her shoes off and was rubbing her feet with sullen anger on her face. Revenge was sweet. Especially, when it came in the form of giant blisters.

  Week Two:

  DAY EIGHT:

  MONDAY MORNING

  MASTURBATION CLASS

  Monday morning breakfast was quick today as I actually looked forward to class. I still felt proud about my win Saturday night and hoped that today’s lesson would allow me to relax. I secretly hoped it would be sensual massage. They never told us in advance what each morning’s lesson would be. They said it would heighten our senses and excitement. It usually worked.

  As I entered the cabin I greeted the five other girls in my class as I took a seat on the floor. The carpet was thick and plush in this room with pillows strewn all over and padded posts spaced evenly around the room. This room was definitely made to be comfortable. We were gathered in a semicircle as Colt stepped in front of us.

  “Today class will be a mixture of masturbation and toys,” Colt said. Bummer, I wanted a massage.

  “Sienna and I are going to mix a few techniques to bring you the most pleasure. I’ll have you start with some deep breathing exercises to help you relax.” Sienna lowered the lights and lit a few candles. “Take off your panties and lay back and make yourself comfortable. There is no one here but us. No distractions.”

  I must be getting used to all this because I simply obeyed and shimmied out of my panties. I laid back on the thick plush floor covered with pillows, and closed my eyes. I let the vanilla mixed with lavender scent fill my senses as I concentrated on my breathing. Soft classical music filtered from the speakers around me. Colt knelt close to me as Sienna instructed the others.

  “In the past classes you’ve found it hard to relax enough to climax. And I understand that it’s difficult to do so when someone is watching and not sexually involved. So today, I want to aid you in the final delivery by using a vibrator. I can assure you that if you lay back and enjoy its pulsating rhythm that you will reach orgasm. Most women can’t resist their charms,” Colt said to me. I smiled softly up at him as he clicked on the wand.

  “I want you to tease yourself with it until you’re squirming in need then I’m going to take it from you and push your body to its limits and ensure that you reach your climax.” I nodded, obeying his every word. He could have asked me to punch an old man in the head and I would have done it for him. I was nervous with anticipation. I felt my insides clench in desire as I opened my legs for him. Colt had a way of dousing me with his words and I was instantly squirming in need.

  “Start by letting it massage your clit softly and relentlessly,” Colt said. I closed my eyes then skimmed the vibrator over my Helmut hide-a-way and let it work its magic. I gyrated my pelvis into it and before I knew it, Colt took it from my hands and switched it off. WTF? I opened by eyes to see why he stopped.

  “Aria, I’m going to have you lift your arms above your head. And then I’m going to put a pair of handcuffs around each wrist and then restrain your hands to that post.” What?

  I glanced over at the post that lay a few feet from me and then quickly at him and saw Colt’s calm smiling face looking back at me. I wasn’t sure about being restrained. Giving up control to someone else can be overwhelming. Even if I did trust Colt more than anyone else, except Sara, I wasn’t sure I could let go enough for restraints.

  “I know you’ve never tried anything like this, but I promise you, I won’t be doing anything other than using the vibrating wand. Sienna’s soft touch will aid you in your relaxation.”

  Sienna joined me on the floor after giving the other girls their instructions. I gathered that I must be the slow kid in this class judging from all the extra attention I was getting.

  Colt continued, “These cuffs are leather so they won’t be tight on your wrist. I want you to push your own limits. Our goal is to bring you extreme pleasure at the same time we are expanding your boundaries. So trust me when I say, we’d never hurt you.”

  “I know,” I said nervously. I held my arms out to the post as Colt clicked the handcuffs in place and I watched with interest as his dexterous hands restrained my small wrists. I shivered as he ran his fingers down the length of my arms. A small smile splayed on his face as he took in the scene of me cuffed and at his mercy with no panties on and my legs parted. His face darkened as his eyes roamed over my body a second time. It’s a good thing I shaved this morning.

  “It’s not too tight, is it?” I shook my head at Colt as he checked the leather handcuffs to make sure they weren’t hurting me. “Good. Here’s your mask.”

  “You never said anything about being blindfolded?” I said, but the words fell on deaf ears as neither Colt nor Sienna responded as I lifted my head and let him pull it over my eyes. His hands were warm and I couldn’t wait for him to touch me. Something changed in me this week. Maybe it was because I wanted to erase all the thoughts of wanting Avery or maybe it was because over the last week Colt had been the one constantly turning me on, but I was starting to crave it.

  I could hear Colt switch on the vibrating wand as I closed my eyes. After a moment, I felt it touch my shoulders. It had a warming setting and my body relaxed into it. He ran it between my breasts and down my belly. He stroked it around my navel and down my hips. He traced the line of my legs to my feet then ran it up my inner thighs.

  As I lay there blindfolded, with the music playing, I could feel my breathing pick up and I could hear Sienna’s getting heavier. I wondered if this was getting to her like it was getting to me.

  Colt teased me with the same sensual strokes until my hips squirmed with desire for what he brought next. I heard the wand click and he sped up the intensity and let it rest against my silk funnel. I moaned in pleasure as the oscillations coursed through me. My sweet briar grew moist instantly and I tilted my pelvis deeper into it.

  “That’s right, Aria, feel it,” Colt said in a low voice. I heard Sienna move forward then her tender touch kneaded my arms in sensual strokes. I had spent the last eight days with her and I was becoming very comfortable.

  The sledgehammer combination of Colt stroking my clit with the vibrator and Sienna’s soft touch, forced my body to burn with intense desire. I loved their touch and I really loved how quickly my body responded. I loved feeling seduced. I was really starting to enjoy the dynamics of each class as I could hear the other girls moaning from their own fingers as they watched my show before them. I was in darkness behind my mask. This helped to amplify the sensations that my body was experiencing. I loved the touch and the feel of hands all over me. Then I felt other hands on me, more than just Sienna’s, At least two more sets of soft female hands followed by another then another. They glided and caressed all over me. God, it was intense…so amazing….ahhh….it felt so good.

  Colt trailed wet soft kisses on my hips and across my navel. My body bowed off the floor and tugged on my cuffs that anchored me to the post as it craved more. I moaned softly and felt my legs tighten. The hands were all over me now. No place was sacred as they explored every inch of my being.

  Colt continued to rotate the vibrator over my clit and someone slipped two fingers inside me.

  “Aaah…” I moaned as the intensity of so many touching and stroking my arms and chest, the vibrator quaking over my kitty cage, and the fingers inside me, pushed me higher and higher. Fingers dipped in and out of me slowly. I let my head fall back and pulsed my hips in rhythm to them.

  I knew by Sienna’s warm hands that she pulled my bra down to expose my nipples and rolled them between her fingers. God that felt amazing. I had never had so much stimulation all at once like this and my body was humming loudly.

  With Sienna rubbing my nipples, Colt pressing the vibrator over my clitoris, and the luscious rhythm of fingers going in and out, tipped me over the edge. My body convulsed around their fingers and just when I thought it was over; they didn’t sto
p. Colt replaced the feminine fingers with his rougher masculine ones and rubbed his two fingers against the front wall of my mystical fold and the orgasm intensified. My breath took and the burning within my legs and sex got stronger, building me higher and higher. My legs went numb and I could feel nothing except Sienna’s fingers pulling at my nipples, the vibrator, and Colt’s fingers pushing me more and more. My heart was pounding in my chest. My face felt heated, my ears thumped to the beat of my heart then it hit me quickly like a giant wave. I cried out in ecstasy as my mind spiraled out of control emblazoned by white stars, my entire body burned with fire and convulsed beyond any orgasm I had ever experienced, making all the others look like the tiny waves created by a skipping pebble on a shallow pond.

  My chest heaved as Colt let his fingers slip in and out of me while the walls of my crimson palace shuddered hard and I pushed the fire through my veins. I was tied to a post, and I loved it. My best friend’s boyfriend coaxed me into the best orgasm of my life, so far, because that is what she wanted, and I loved it. I was letting other women touch me, and I loved it. I was breathless and speechless.

  Sara was right; I could see what drew her to this camp. This moment had surpassed everything I had ever known and my body soared like I was flying.

  DAY EIGHT:

  MONDAY AFTERNOON

  NATE GREGOR

  As I sat down at the lunch table, I thought about how it was the eighth day of camp and how this lifestyle was starting to take hold of me. I was wondering if everyone else was feeling the same kind of high that this place brought to me. After my class with Colt and Sienna I could honestly say that my curiosity was piqued. Sara gave me a warm smile and set her tray on the table and stood beside me.

  “Why are you not sitting?” I asked, peering up at Sara.

  Sara nibbled at her bite-sized cut up cantaloupe. “My V…A...G. is S...O...R...E. I rode the Sybian this morning in class. God, that thing was exquisite.”