Camp Rewind
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“We’ll never see these people again, right?” Alice didn’t want to pressure her into anything that made her uncomfortable, but poised as she was to shed her own inhibitions, she found it helpful to rationalize aloud. “We could stay under the blanket. We don’t even have to take our clothes off.” She frowned, not particularly liking that idea. “Well, maybe we could take most of our clothes off.”
Rosa shifted her hand, angling her finger beneath the soaked crotch of Alice’s panties to brush her bare labia. “All right.”
In an instant of startling lucidity, Alice reconsidered their plan in light of Rosa’s history—the forced exhibitionism, the shame that accompanied it, her unwanted notoriety—and wondered if she wasn’t being insensitive. “We don’t have to. If it’s going to freak you out…”
“The only thing that freaks me out is the thought of not making you come tonight.” Rosa removed her hand from Alice’s shorts. “Besides, I owe you an apology, and I intend to deliver.” She lifted her hand to her face, inhaling Alice’s scent with a wolfish smile. “However you’re willing to let me.”
Yes, Alice decided, absolutely nothing could keep her from taking Rosa to bed tonight. Not even her anxious brain.
Chapter Seventeen
Still unsure what to make of Alice’s stunning turnaround on the subject of public displays of affection, let alone full-blown exhibitionistic sex, Rosa had to check in one last time before they entered the cabin. “You’re sure?”
Alice stopped, exuding a remarkable amount of patience for a woman so obviously in need of a quick, dirty fuck. “Positive. Are you sure?”
Frankly, and perhaps surprisingly, Rosa wasn’t all that concerned for her own reputation. After all, that had been ruined long ago. The only thing giving her pause was her memory of the Alice Wu she’d met two nights ago, who’d barely responded to her attempts at making small talk, as well as Alice from yesterday, who’d nearly dropped Rosa’s hand under scrutiny…who’d been so opposed to the idea of getting caught having sex that she’d agreed to break the rules and steal a boat. It was difficult to reconcile this newly uninhibited creature in front of her with the Alice Wu who almost hadn’t gotten out of the car at the beginning of the weekend. Stoned or not, getting down around other people was an unquestionably audacious step for someone so naturally timid.
A little high herself, Rosa struggled to explain her hesitation. “I’m fine with this. Honestly. I just…” She shrugged. “Don’t want you to get embarrassed if someone hears…or decides to tease us.”
Alice held both of Rosa’s hands against her chest and stepped closer to stare directly into her eyes. “Some things are worth a little potential embarrassment.” She smiled, kissing one set of knuckles, then the other. “Another lesson from Camp Rewind.”
“Dawn will be so proud of you.” Rosa cracked a grin, but she meant the compliment sincerely. She couldn’t imagine how surprised Alice’s therapist would be when she heard the recap of this weekend. Mindful that she’d already been scolded about trusting Alice to set her own limits, Rosa exhaled. Maybe it wasn’t an entirely bad idea to test exactly how much potential embarrassment Alice could handle, anyway. She would need a thick skin to date the infamous Rosa Salazar, masturbating hypocrite. “Okay. But, before we go inside…top bunk, or bottom? Top would be more private—”
“Yet also more dangerous.” Alice chewed on her bottom lip, no doubt calculating the logistics and probability of a fall.
“Agreed. The bottom is safer, but if anyone is already in bed, or comes in while we’re…” Rosa wiggled her hand in an unspoken effort to convey all the filthy, wonderful things she wanted to do to Alice tonight. “There’s a better chance they’ll notice us fooling around.”
Alice grabbed Rosa’s hand and pulled her up the cabin steps. “Bottom. Safety first. Modesty…some other time.”
Rosa dropped her volume to a whisper as Alice opened the door to reveal the dark, seemingly silent interior of the large room. “Squeeze my hand twice if you want to leave and find somewhere else to go. You know…if anyone’s in there.”
Alice tugged her inside. “All right. Now come on.”
Rosa quieted as they stepped into the dark room, attuning her senses to detect signs of life within the apparently empty space. Apart from a single, motionless form that snored evenly in the top bunk nearest the door, everyone else seemed to have vacated the premises to attend the dance. Or at least that’s what she thought until they reached Bree’s bunk, where a dark arm shot out from beneath an unzipped sleeping bag to brace its owner against the bed frame as she shook with pleasure. Rosa stopped walking instinctively, certain that Alice would give her the signal to leave. Surely Alice wouldn’t want to offer a free show to a perv like Bree.
But Alice pulled her along past Bree and Enid’s blatant fucking, leading them to the opposite side of their shared bunk bed so they weren’t standing right beside the other couple. She unzipped her light hoodie while leaning to whisper in Rosa’s ear. “I don’t think they’ll mind, and besides…that’s kind of hot.”
Convinced by Alice’s carefree attitude, Rosa pulled her own tank top over her head, followed by her bra. She stopped to kiss Alice lightly and stroke her bare arms. “We’ll be more discreet.”
A whimper from the bed next to them, followed by a moaned “Harder,” triggered an audible hitch in Alice’s breathing. “Maybe,” she murmured back. With impressive speed and efficiency, she stripped down to her bra and panties, then dove beneath the blanket she’d lent Rosa on their first night together.
Not wanting to be left behind, Rosa followed suit and shed her jeans and socks, but kept her panties on…for the sake of propriety? Giggling at the thought, she slipped into bed beside Alice, burrowing beneath the covers as she pulled the woman she wanted to take home into her arms. She smoothed her hand down Alice’s chest, over her stomach, beneath the waistband of her panties. Then she placed her mouth against Alice’s earlobe and whispered, “Listen to them.”
Alice inhaled swiftly when Rosa rubbed three fingers across her labia. Rosa closed her eyes as she tried to memorize the shape and feel of the delicate folds and coated the scorching flesh with the wet heat of Alice’s desire. Next to them, Bree and Enid changed positions. Almost immediately, the air was filled with the lewd, distinct soundtrack of oral sex, enthusiastically performed.
“Oh, shit,” Enid groaned. Apologetically, she added in a slightly louder voice, “Don’t mind us. I’ll, um—” She broke off with a squawk. “Try to keep it down! Sorry!”
“No worries.” Rosa kept her voice hushed as she continued to stroke Alice’s drenched pussy. “It sets a mood, you know?”
Alice arched her back, mouth falling open when Rosa’s fingertips finally tracked up to circle her engorged clit. She released a quiet sigh, not so loud as to be heard over Bree’s noisy efforts or Enid’s appreciative moans, but audible enough to make it clear that she was definitely getting off on the semi-public nature of their encounter. Intrigued, Rosa pressed harder against Alice’s clit and drew out a breathless, high-pitched whimper. Enid followed up with a cry of disappointment when Bree stopped, mid-slurp, to remark, “I trust you’re showing Alice how incredibly sorry you are?”
Rosa smirked as she coaxed out an even louder moan from Alice, accompanied by a flood of hot juices she quickly redistributed across the swollen clit and labia. She was almost positive that Bree and Enid had heard Alice’s vocalization that time around and was equally positive that Alice both knew and approved of her audience. “Working on it as we speak.”
“Good.” Bree returned to Enid with a loud suck, then paused to share one last thought. “Get that sweet little pussy one time for us, will you?”
Alice brought her hands up to hide her face, but Rosa sensed the conflicted arousal behind her obvious bashfulness. She seized Alice’s labia and tugged lightly before moving down to toy with her opening. Watching Alice’s face, she said to Bree, “Enid lets you kiss her clit with that mouth?”
Alice’s hips bumped against Rosa’s hand, searching for more than she could easily give with her panties in the way. After pausing to kiss one of the satin cups covering Alice’s delicious breasts, Rosa whispered into her ear while simultaneously teasing her with a brief hint of penetration, sinking the tip of her thumb less than a centimeter inside. “May I take your panties off?”
“Yes.” Alice’s response was so soft that Rosa could barely make out her consent. As though realizing as much, Alice spoke louder, repeating herself. “Yes.”
Rosa arranged the blanket around Alice’s body and ducked beneath, not wanting her to feel any more exposed than necessary. She maneuvered Alice’s panties down her hips, to her knees, where Alice took the lead and used her feet to push them off the rest of the way. Rosa crawled back up to lie at Alice’s side, kissing her gently while returning her hand to its favorite spot between her trembling thighs. Delighted to find her already open and waiting, Rosa skimmed her fingertips across Alice’s swollen clit on her way down to the slippery entrance. She kissed Alice’s neck, then her mouth, while tracing her opening. “Still okay with this?”
Nodding, Alice hooked her arm around Rosa’s neck and returned her kisses. “I’m so glad you’re here with me,” she whispered, sounding close to tears. “You feel amazing.”
Rosa’s eyelids fluttered shut as she pushed a single finger inside Alice. She listened to the quiet exhalation the action elicited, felt a shudder of pleasure roll through Alice’s body, and smiled at the lifting of needy hips in a silent plea for more. Ignoring the sounds from the neighboring bunk, she rested her forehead on the pillow next to Alice and spoke so she wouldn’t be overheard. “You feel amazing, Al.” The nickname tripped off her tongue like the most natural thing in the world. She prayed Alice didn’t hate it. “Warm and tight and beautiful and…” Her throat closed up, but she forced out what she’d intended to say. “Mine.”
Alice’s arm tightened around her shoulders. “Rosa.” Her free hand found Rosa’s bare breast and tugged at the tip. “Please…”
Rosa didn’t know exactly what Alice wanted, so she simply slipped another finger inside and continued to murmur into her ear. “You make me feel things I haven’t felt…” She searched her soul, then said, “That I’ve never felt.” Bringing her thumb to Alice’s clit, she triggered an immediate, audible moan when she rubbed fast, focused circles over the swollen nub. “Thank you for not giving up on me…for letting me touch you like this again.”
“Oh!” Alice sucked in a tremulous breath, thighs quivering next to Rosa’s arm. She gasped, then said, more loudly than Rosa was expecting, “Slow down or I’ll—” Her speech cut off abruptly as she wriggled away from Rosa’s thumb but farther onto the thrusting fingers, in a frantic attempt to escape her impending climax. “I’m gonna—Wait.”
“You heard her. Slow down.” Bree sat up in her bunk so she and Enid could once again shift positions. “Draw it out a little, for fuck’s sake!”
Rosa shook with laughter when Alice slammed her thighs shut on her hand and whined, gratefully, “Yeah. What she said.”
Rosa withdrew from Alice and pressed her thighs apart so she could climb between them, pausing to shed her own panties to allow their lower bodies to touch skin-to-skin. She settled in with a contented groan, which only grew louder when Alice wrapped her legs around Rosa’s hips to paint her abdomen with her searing juices. Rocking into Alice, Rosa touched their foreheads together and stared down into her eyes. “Nice and slow, then,” she said, loud enough for Bree to hear. Then she lowered her voice to a bare whisper meant for Alice’s ears alone. “Not so shy anymore, are we? You dirty, dirty girl.”
Alice pushed up against her, sliding her wet folds across Rosa’s pelvic bone. “There are few things more frustrating than being shy and dirty,” she breathed. “Therefore, I’m trying to rise to the occasion.”
“I’ll say.” Rosa repositioned herself to ride Alice’s thigh while pressing her own against Alice’s fiery pussy, grinding hard into the heated flesh. “You do seem to be enjoying this.”
“Yes,” Alice half-moaned, half-whispered as their bodies fell into a natural rhythm.
“Even better than porn?” Rosa nibbled on Alice’s earlobe, loving the blatant effect her words had on the woman beneath her. “You’ve fantasized about this type of thing before, haven’t you? Listening to other people fuck, letting them hear you get fucked?” She knew she’d hit her intended mark when Alice’s movements became more urgent and she coated Rosa in a renewed surge of slick cum. “You like it when I talk to you like this.” That one wasn’t a question.
Alice clutched her shoulders. “I…yes.”
Rosa plunged her tongue into Alice’s searching mouth, then threaded her fingers through her dark hair, pulling lightly until Alice moaned again. Someone else joined in with her own cry of pleasure, either Bree or Enid, but Rosa’s attention remained locked on the woman beneath her. She broke their kiss and dropped a hand to grab Alice’s butt, helping her to ride the firm pressure of the thigh sliding across her pussy. Alice bucked against her, wild and untamed, so much freer than the woman cowering in Camp Rewind’s parking lot that it made Rosa’s eyes sting with barely suppressed emotion. How much Alice had grown, and so quickly. Regardless of whether she acted painfully withdrawn at times and overly anxious at others, Alice hadn’t yet failed to surprise and impress again and again. With Rosa by her side to provide loving encouragement, what other hidden layers might they eventually discover?
Humbled by the startling realization that she actually didn’t know Alice well enough to accurately gauge her ability to weather the shit-storm that was her life, Rosa broke away from their kiss to gaze down at Alice’s gorgeous face and trace her jaw with her fingers. She hated to interrupt their heated reunion with her stupid regret but nonetheless whispered, “I really am sorry, Al. So sorry. I was wrong to make my cowardice about you, to imply that you couldn’t handle my shit. I’m the one who couldn’t handle it.”
Nostrils flaring, Alice stared up at her with an expression of concern contorted by pleasure. “Rosa, it’s okay. I understand.”
“It’s not okay. And no, you don’t. Not really.” Rosa shook her head as moisture welled in her eyes. Damn it, this is not the time for this discussion. And it wasn’t, mostly, yet there was suddenly so much she burned to say. Earlier, Alice had excused her actions without any hesitation at all, and Rosa couldn’t help but feel that had been a mistake. She shouldn’t have been forgiven so easily, not without offering a real apology first—an honest one, from her heart. Until that happened, Rosa didn’t feel worthy of being with Alice this way.
“What I did wasn’t okay. Yes, I was scared. I really, really like you, and the sex is so good…I could feel myself wanting more, but I’m so afraid to get hurt again…to even let someone get close enough to hurt me…and then to ruin your life in the process…” Despite the tears now rolling down her cheeks, she never stopped moving, never slowed her gliding motions against Alice’s prominent clit. “None of that excuses what I did. You deserved better.” She hesitated, then whispered, brokenly, “You deserve better.”
A shiny tear tracked its way down Alice’s cheek, barely visible in the darkness. Her hips slowed. “But I want you.”
“I want you, too.” Rosa wiped away the tear, then shifted so she could ease her hand between their bodies. She touched Alice’s clit, a mere brush of her fingertips that caused Alice to inhale sharply and grab Rosa’s shoulders. “I want to feel worthy of this.”
“You are.” Alice opened her legs so wide her knees hovered over the sides of the narrow mattress and tilted her hips to encourage a firmer touch. Her hand found the back of Rosa’s head, winding in her hair, and she pulled Rosa’s face down against her chest so she could hear the excited thrum of her staccato heartbeat. “Rosa, your fri
endship is worth everything to me. Even if you screwed up today. Everyone screws up. I…unh!” She cried out when Rosa pressed the pads of two fingers on either side of her clit and rubbed harder. “You…deserve…a second…chance.”
A second chance. What Rosa wouldn’t have given for a real-life do-over eighteen months ago, when it might have saved her from creating the mess she still felt reluctant to drag Alice into. But that tumultuous period of her life had eventually led her to the place she was now, wrapped up in Alice Wu’s warm embrace, so perhaps, as the old adage claimed, sometimes things did happen for a reason. Besides, if she only ever got one opportunity to right a wrong, she’d rather use it to repair her friendship with Alice. The sometimes-overwhelming nostalgia she felt for her old, uncomplicated existence suddenly seemed so much less immediate than her desire to remain in Alice’s life. At this point she had to, if only so she could continue to watch her new friend grow. “Thanks for giving me one.”
“I only hope you won’t require a third,” Alice whispered, half-jokingly, in a quavering voice. “Please.”
Rosa lifted her head and further shifted her weight to allow her hand better access to Alice’s soaked pussy. “Whatever else happens, Alice, I’ll never treat you that way again. Ever. Like you’re disposable.” She pushed a finger inside, trying to ignore the emotional pain that flitted across Alice’s face at her words before the physical pleasure of penetration washed it away. “Because you’re not. No matter what, you’re my friend. Tomorrow, and beyond.”
“Rosa…” Alice whispered her name, pleading. “I…” She caught her lower lip between her teeth with a gasp. “I forgive you.”