Summer Camp

By Blizzard

Sigrid’s body jerked as she awakened with a groggy startle. The obtrusive noise emanating from the nearby counselor’s cabin persisted, and the camp director’s ire heightened as she reached full consciousness. She glanced over at her husband Karl, bathed in the soft moonlight shining through the cabin window. He remained deep in slumber and lightly snoring.

“Dammit!” she cursed as she swung out of bed and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. The 5’11” Scandinavian beauty yanked on a t-shirt and stepped into her moccasins. “I’ll bet that little bitch Jenna is behind this!” she hissed as she moved toward the door.

The evening air was cool but comfortable as Sigrid proceeded past several camp cabins toward the female counselor’s cabin. She had hoped the short walk would calm her somewhat before reaching her destination, but the closer she got to the noisy cabin, the angrier she grew.

Perhaps she had underestimated what was involved concerning the responsibilities of her new position. At the time it seemed like a refreshing change of pace; move to the country and assume leadership of the camp. Meet many kids, and have the opportunity to hopefully give them a fun-filled summer to remember. It had looked good on paper anyway. Sigrid had learned that dealing with teenagers obviously wasn’t her strong suit. Some of the female counselors were......well, let’s just say that 18 and 19 year old girls didn’t look like that when she was that age. Hell, she STILL didn’t look that good, and probably never would. Try as she may, she couldn’t help but be jealous of them, especially the way they conducted themselves around Karl. To make matters worse, he seemed to enjoy the hell out of it. Designed to improve their rocky marriage, this promising venture was failing miserably.

The thorn in her side since day one had been Jenna. The 5’8” 18 year old dark haired counselor seemed to have an ulterior motive, and frankly she had made Sigrid increasingly uncomfortable as the summer progressed. Sigrid was now 28 years old, and although she still remembered how volatile her hormones had been at Jenna’s age, there was such a thing as respect and self control. The big titted, athletic brunette had repeatedly flirted with Karl, knowing well that Sigrid was aware of it. Jenna made the tall, slender blonde’s blood boil, and she knew it.

Without even knocking on the screened wooden door, Sigrid flung it open and stepped into the cabin. One girl fumbled for the volume on the boombox as several others in the corner jostled around nervously, waving their hands in the air briskly and then looking over at the blonde.

“Dammit girls, it is QUIET time now!” snarled Sigrid. “You all know better!”

Jenna made eye contact with Sigrid just as a wisp of reefer smoke escaped her lips.

“You have messed up for the last time, Jenna!” screamed Sigrid as she pointed a threatening finger toward the brunette. “I want you packed and out of here tomorrow morning!” She ran her fingers through her long, straight blonde mane in frustration as she glared at the 18 year old.

Jenna returned her glare, sneering in disdain. She hated Sigrid’s hair, and it drove her nuts every time the blonde bitch toyed with it. “Let’s cut to the quick, Sig.” she said cattily, exhaling the rest of the marijuana smoke from her lungs. “Tell the truth....you’re just pissed at me because Karl undresses me with his eyes every time he looks at me.”

One of the other counselor’s, a mousy blonde named Kelly was unable to suppress a giggle.

“Shut up, Kelly!” snapped Sigrid.

The livid blonde approached the bed Jenna was lounging on as she continued to point at her menacingly. Jenna was clad in a t-shirt that looked two sizes too small and a sheer red thong. The brunette’s tits were nearly visible underneath the bottom of the strained shirt. It added fuel to Sigrid’s already roaring fire. Disgusting little slut. “Don’t fuck with me little girl, you’ll be sorry. Have your shit packed tomorrow morning!”

Sigrid realized she had to get out of the cabin before she did something foolish. The rest of the girls buzzed in conversation as the blonde turned to leave. Jenna hopped off the bed, her noise drowned out by the chattering girls. She snuck up behind the retreating camp director and hooked her leg with her own while giving her back a firm shove. The surprised blonde tumbled face first to the wooden floor, landing with a groan as the rest of the counselor’s gasped in shock.

“Does that qualify as fucking with you, bitch?!” asked the smart-assed brunette.

Sigrid scrambled to her feet, crimson faced and enraged. She bumped the smaller brunette as her eyes flashed with emotion. “Back off, you conniving little slut!!! This is your last night at this camp, and we’ll throw a party AFTER you’re gone!”

Jenna looked away, her expression taking on a somber tone. “Well Sig, if this is my last night here.......” The brunette’s uppercut came out of nowhere, cracking on the point of Sigrid’s chin. With a sickening groan, the blonde toppled backwards, slamming to the floor on her back. She lay there quivering and moaning, in a semi-conscious haze. “Then let’s make it memorable.” finished Jenna.

The younger woman stood over her stunned foe as the girls gasped and chattered with excitement. She placed her bare foot on Sigrid’s chest, splitting her small breasts as she gazed down at her. The blonde’s eye’s were cloudy and unfocused as she continued to softly moan.

“I’m....going to......make you...pay............bitch!” gasped the blonde.

“I’ve wanted to bitch slap you ever since I got here.” laughed Jenna.

She slid her foot forward, inserting her dirty big toe into Sigrid’s mouth. The tall blonde gagged and sputtered, shaking her head to the side and expelling her rival’s toe. Jenna laughed nastily as she gazed down at the grimacing blonde.

“Get up and take your beatin’ like a woman.” challenged Jenna as she took a half step back.

Sigrid snarled in anger as she slowly struggled to her hands and knees, facing the haughty brunette.

“Maybe I should go get Karl........he can watch me kick your wimpy ass with a boner in his boxer’s!” taunted Jenna.

The other girls broke into giggles as Jenna acknowledged them with a wink. Sigrid suddenly lunged at the brunette from her knees, grasping the surprised girl by her ankles and promptly yanked her legs toward her. Jenna yelped as she was jerked off balance, landing with a groan on her ass on the floor. The blonde immediately snatched the girl by her wrists and yanked her forward as she drove her head into the girl’s belly with a gut busting headbutt. The teen gasped breathlessly as the wind was forced from her diaphragm.

Without hesitation, the blonde woman peeled Jenna’s tiny top up, exposing her full, fleshy 38D’s. She straddled Jenna’s legs and sunk her fingernails into the abundant globes, raking and squeezing them savagely. The brunette howled in agony as she was roughly forced onto her back where Sigrid sat atop her and continued with the tit torture.

“Yeah Jenna, maybe we should get Karl over here to see this.” Sigrid hissed. “What do ya think, you cow-titted little tramp?!”

Jenna gasped as she grabbed the blonde’s wrists, vainly attempting to break her painful grasp. Her bare feet beat the floor furiously as she cried out in anguish. The other girl’s were taken aback by the sudden turn of events, and a few of Jenna’s closest friends shouted encouragement to her.

“You know what, Jenna? I’VE been wanting to bitch slap YOU ever since I got here!” teased Sigrid.

She reared back with her hand and unloaded a harsh slap aimed at the brunette’s cheek. Jenna snapped up her forearm at the last second, successfully deflecting the blow before it found her face.

“Why you little bitch!!!” spat Sigrid in frustration.

She cocked her arm again beyond her head to deliver another slap, but the pinned girl beneath her swiftly reached up and grabbed a handful of her flowing blonde mane and tugged her forward. Sigrid shrieked as Jenna rattled her with a short punch to the face as she held her in place by her hair. A second powerful punch cracked across the blonde’s chin, dazing her as she responded with a tormented groan.

Jenna’s friend’s erupted in cheers as she wrapped her arms around her bewildered foe and drew her head into her chest, nestling Sigrid’s face between her voluptuous naked breasts. Sigrid’s knees scraped across the wooden floor as she struggled, leaving her laying flat atop the brunette beneath her. Her muffled protests escalated as her body bucked and squirmed, unable to extricate herself from the smother. A coy smile appeared upon Jenna’s face as she scissored her legs around her rival’s, securing her tightly.

“Fffmmukkinnn bbmmichhhhh!!!” came the blonde’s garbled curse from between Jenna’s suffocating bosom.

“Karl stares at my tits every day.........it’s about time you get an appreciation for them!” teased the dark haired girl.

“Mmmmnnnfffff......nnmmnnnooooooo!” whimpered the breathless blonde.

Jenna compressed the taller woman into her with her powerful combination bearhug/scissors, and soon Sigrid faltered. Her muffled cursing transformed to pitiful whimpers as her shuddering body gradually went limp. A final low moan signaled her humiliating journey into unconsciousness and then she was silent.

“She’s out cold!” exclaimed Kelly as she watched her friend roll the flaccid blonde off her where she came to rest beside her on her back.

Jenna smiled as she sat up, taking a deep breath as she gazed at her subdued rival. She calmly reached over and tugged on the exposed drawstring of Sigrid’s sweatpants, untying the butterfly knot.

“Let me show you all why Queen Bitch is so jealous of my tits.” she said mischievously.

The girls giggled as she wriggled Sigrid’s sweats off her, tossing them and her moccasins aside.

“Ooops! You should have taken the time to slip on some undies, bitch!” snickered Jenna as she gently tugged on Sigrid’s light brown pubic patch.

She concluded the stripping by slipping the blonde’s t-shirt off over her head, leaving her rival stretched out on the floor completely nude. She took one of Sigrid’s puffy nipples between her thumb and forefinger and jiggled the woman’s 34A breast.

“This is why she hates me so much. Look at these little mosquito bites!”

The girls broke into laughter as the brunette toyed with her slumbering rival’s inferior tits. She played with the defenseless blonde, prodding her lip with her finger and plucking a few pubes from her snatch.

“I know.....let’s tie her to the flagpole out front!” exclaimed Kelly excitedly.

“No.....let’s tie her in a canoe and set her adrift on the pond!” chimed in another.

“I have an even better idea.” said Jenna. “We’re gonna take this beaten candy-ass back to her hubby and leave her tied up right beside him.”

“Why do you think that’s better?!” asked a confused Kelly.

“Because,” answered Jenna, “I’m going to.......play with Karl, and he’ll think it’s her doing it. I am obviously going to be tossed outta here, so I’m going out with a bang.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” gasped one of the girls.

“You don’t know me very well, do ya hun?!” asked the brunette with a devilish grin.

Jenna stood and grabbed Sigrid’s left arm as three of the other counselor’s helped her by grabbing a limb. They lifted the limp woman off the floor and began to carry her toward the door.

“Oh shit!” gasped one of the girl’s on Sigrid’s legs as she saw the blonde’s eyes flutter open.

Sigrid roused like a bear interrupted in January, screaming and kicking her legs powerfully, sending the two girl’s holding them stumbling backwards to the floor. Kelly panicked when Sigrid’s feet hit the floor and began to fiercely struggle. She let go of Sigrid’s arm and backed away nervously, leaving only Jenna controlling the angry blonde.

The tall blonde spun around and broke free from Jenna’s grasp, staring at the surprised brunette. She glanced down at her own naked body and went berserk.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! I’LL KILL YOU!!!” she screamed.

She launched herself at Jenna, slamming into her and the two combatants struggled across the floor with their hands tangled in one anothers mane. Jenna had been caught off guard by the blonde’s resurgence, and soon found herself backed against the rough hewn timbered wall. Sigrid snarled as she commenced to beat the back of the brunette’s head against the wall, eliciting yelps of pain from Jenna. In desperation the dark maned teen drove her bare foot down, crushing the top of Sigrid’s and making her screech in agony.

Jenna sunk her fist into Sigrid’s belly, sending the blonde’s tongue poking out of her mouth as she wheezed for air. She grabbed her bent over rival and whipped her into the wall where Sigrid crashed against it backwards.

“Bitch....” growled Jenna as she belted the blonde’s face to the side with an open hand. “Slap!”

She snapped the yelping woman’s face back and forth with repeated slaps, leaving Sigrid battered and on wobbly knees. The older woman was nearly out on her feet, her head lolling and arms dangling limply at her hips. Jenna grabbed two handfuls of blonde hair and sent her sailing across the room where she crumpled face first to the floor with a grunt. The girls hooted and hollered as Jenna approached her barely conscious foe.

“Get me your scissors, Kelly.” she commanded.

“Gosh, don’t kill her, Jenna!” gasped the mousy blonde.

“I’m not going to kill her........she’s so fucking proud of that golden mane, I’m gonna hack it off!” said the brunette.

The other girls buzzed with nervous titter as Kelly handed Jenna her shears. The brunette straddled Sigrid and sat on her ass, twirling her hand in the woman’s locks and slowly lifting her face off the floor. The blonde was bruised and beaten, and although fading in and out, she had heard what Jenna was planning.

“No..........please....don’t.........” she whined.

The distinct sound of scissors slicing through a heap of hair answered her plea, and her head collapsed back to the floor as the brunette proudly grasped a handful of her long, shorn mane.

“Nooooo.........” moaned Sigrid as she lay face down, her hair now less than shoulder length.

“No more flaunting your glorious hair now, bitch!” giggled Jenna. “Now you’ll be so much cooler!”

The brunette climbed off her sobbing rival and hauled her to her feet. Sigrid had no fight left in her; the busty teen had humbled and humiliated her.

“You ready to go home to that hunky husband of yours now?!” asked Jenna as she playfully smacked Sigrid’s cheek. “I’ll bet he’ll be real excited to see me!” Jenna cupped her heavy breasts and shook them at Sigrid. “Don’t ya think?!”

“Fuck you!” blubbered the blonde in an insulted tone.

Jenna unloaded a vicious straight right hand punch that crunched the blonde’s cheek and sent her sailing back onto a nearby bed. The demolished woman bounced to a rest in a spread eagled position, moaning softly. The ceiling was spinning as she wavered on the verge of unconsciousness.

“Well sweetie, I was thinking more along the lines of ‘suck’, but we’ll see what happens.” said Jenna above the applauding girls.

She climbed onto the bed beside the devastated Sigrid and knelt at her head. The unresisting blonde was lifted into a seated position, her back resting against Jenna’s breasts. The dark haired vixen tousled Sigrid’s haphazardly trimmed mane and then slipped a carotid sleeper hold onto her.

“NOW it’s quiet time, creampuff.” stated Jenna. “But fear not......I’ll make sure you make it back to your cabin.”

“Stay away......from.....my.............husband......” moaned the blonde, quickly succumbing to the hold.

Her hands pitifully slapped at Jenna’s forearm as she harmlessly kicked out her long legs. Her futile struggling was very brief, and as her brain shut down her arms dropped to the bed and her legs quivered momentarily before laying limp. A final defeated moan escaped her lips and then she was silent, out cold with her jaw slack and mouth slightly ajar.

“You’re in no position to enforce any restrictions, Slumber Queen.” joked Jenna as she laid the dozing blonde flat on the bed.

The smirking brunette got off the bed and stood beside her rival as her friends congratulated her excitedly. She hooked her thumbs in the elastic of her sheer thong panty and slid it off her hips and down her legs, stepping out of it and picking it up.

“Jenna, what are you doing?!” asked Kelly with a devilish grin.

“For my swan song to work, I’ll need her quiet.” she answered as she twisted her sweaty thong into a ball and tucked it into the unconscious blonde’s mouth.

The brunette retrieved a roll of bandage tape from the cabin’s first aid kit and proceeded to wrap it around Sigrid’s head numerous times, taping her mouth closed with the red thong peeking out.

“Give me a hand, girls, and someone bring some rope. And be quiet!” she said as she lifted up one of Sigrid’s lifeless arms.

Three girls grabbed a limb and the four of them hauled their rag doll cargo out the door and into the night. They grunted and struggled with Sigrid, but finally made it to her and Karl’s cabin. Pausing briefly to catch their breath, they heard Karl’s rhythmic snoring coming from the bedroom.

“You guys realize your asses are probably in a sling for this, don’t you?!” whispered Jenna.

The general consensus was...... “I don’t care! This was worth it!”

They made their way into the moonlit room and sat Sigrid in a wicker chair against the wall near the foot of the bed. Carefully they used the rope to lash the blonde’s wrists and ankles to the chair frame, leaving her completely subdued. The camp director was a pathetic sight.

“Thanks......now get lost.” whispered Jenna. “I have business with this bitch’s husband.”

The girl’s slipped out of the cabin and Jenna slowly approached the bed where Karl lay on his back asleep. She eased the sheet aside, exposing him.

“Perfect!” she mused, feeling a tingling begin between her legs. “You’re in the buff!”

Her heart began to race as she gently knelt beside him and gazed down at his flaccid cock, illuminated by the light through the window. She slowly lowered her head until her warm breath rustled the fine hairs on Karl’s lower abdomen. Licking her lips, Jenna left her tongue protruding and ever so lightly touched it to the base of his shaft, easing it up the underside of his cock to it’s bulbous head. Karl’s breathing hesitated and he grunted softly before returning to normal respiration’s. Suddenly from behind Jenna, Sigrid began to awaken, signaled by her subdued moaning.

The brunette eased off the bed and went to her, looking down at her just as the blonde’s eyelids fluttered open. Once her eyes adjusted to the light in the room, Sigrid stared up at Jenna and began to struggle. The dark haired girl immediately pinched her foe’s nostrils shut as she clamped a temple claw hold onto her with her other hand. The blonde’s squirming was vigorous for just a moment, her moans from beneath her taped mouth voicing her desperation. She was quickly passing out, and totally defenseless to resist.

“He has a tasty cock!” whispered the nasty brunette, smiling at Sigrid as the poor blonde’s eyes drooped and then closed, followed by a low, garbled moan. She was out.

“Cunt.” hissed Jenna as she pinched Sigrid’s cheek.

She returned to Karl, who had been undisturbed by the minor fracas and remained fast asleep. She lay on the bed and positioned herself at his crotch, pulling the sheet up over herself. Taking hold of his manhood, she slowly immersed it into her humid, velvety mouth and began to subtly suck it, feeling it stiffen and lengthen in her mouth. Karl was awakened by the acute sensations in his cock, and moaned in a stupefied tone.

“Sig?!” he mumbled. “Oh, babe........”

“No peeking, no touching!” whispered Jenna, doing her best imitation of Sigrid.

She went to work on his stiff, pulsing member, kissing and teasing it with licks as he moaned in arousal.

“Oh baby......whatever’s gotten into you, I like it!” he gasped as Jenna worked his tool.

The experienced teen worked him slow and steady, subjecting him to erotic torture as she deep throated him while tenderly caressing his balls. Karl’s body began to buck as his breath came quick.

“Christ, Sig, have you been taking lessons?!” he groaned as blood hammered through his cock.

Jenna secretly smiled as she continued to fellate Sigrid’s man, and within moments Karl’s back arched as his hips left the mattress and he exploded in the brunette’s mouth in a noisy, mind blowing orgasm. As he lay groaning and gasping, his head spinning, Jenna eased his cock out of her mouth and planted a kiss on the underside of it.

“No peeking, no touching.” she whispered as she laid her head in his crotch and ran her fingers through the hair of his chest.

“You haven’t been this horny since college!” he gasped as he continued to breathe heavily.

Jenna smiled with devious content as she continued to massage her rival’s husband. After a few moments, Karl rumbled with a heavy snore as he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

“Just like all the rest....” bemoaned the brunette with a slight giggle.

She pressed her lips into the skin of his upper thigh and began to suckle, minutes later leaving a deep red hickey as her signature for Sigrid to discover. Dabbing her finger in the come at the end of his cock, she slid off the bed and walked over to her still unconscious foe. She wiped the fluid onto the blonde’s chin and chuckled.

“How you gonna explain this one, bitch?!” she asked.

Pinching Sigrid’s nipples, she said “Don’t worry.......I’ll be leaving your fucking camp tonight.”

The coy brunette left the cabin and returned to her friend’s to pack. They listened incredulously as she detailed the events as they had unfolded.

“Good luck, girls.” she said as she left the cabin. “I’ll be in touch.”

Jenna strolled past Karl and Sigrid’s cabin, on her way to her car just as Sigrid’s angry screams erupted from inside. She was wide awake and livid.

“Kkmmarrllllllll!!!” screamed the blonde angrily.

Unfazed, her husband continued ‘sawin’ wood’ as he snored in the bed before her, his lips still curled in a grin.