Werewolf Orgy By Campfire

Werewolf Orgy By Campfire

Published by Cora Adel at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Cora Adel

Heather pushed the heavy shopping cart down
yet another aisle and sighed.

“Marshmallows!” Heather’s best friend, Jackie
exclaimed as she grabbed handfuls of the soft, cloudlike candy.

Jackie squeaked excitedly as she rummaged
through the huge variety of the common campfire treat that lined
the store’s shelves. Her tone and perfectly tanned legs poked out
of tight grey shorts that said “STATE” along the ass in big red
bold letters. Her perky tits jiggled slightly under her green tank
top and Heather almost smirked at how excited those marshmallows
were making her nipples.

“I didn’t know they had all these flavors!”
Jackie’s voice was rising to an almost incomprehensible squeal.
“Strawberry! Cinnamon! Oh my gosh, chocolate!”

Heather rolled her eyes.

Jackie threw a few more bags into the
shopping cart and looked up at her friend. The huge smile on her
thick red lips disappeared when she saw the look on Heather’s
face.

“Oh Heather, cheer up.” she said, trying to
sound cheerful. “This camping trip is going to be amazing.”

“I just don’t get camping.” Heather said with
a sigh. She brought a hand up to her hair and played with the long
blonde strands.

“That’s because you’ve never been before.
Trust me, it’s awesome.” Jackie’s smile returned to her bronze
face. Her bright blue eyes shone under her dark, almost black,
bangs.

“Hmm, let’s see,” Heather said sarcastically
as she put a finger on her lips, “I could be tanning on the pearly
white beaches of Cancun, drinking margaritas and surrounded by
beautiful men, OR, I could spend a week with no fresh water in a
dirty, dingy forest while pooping in the woods.”

Heather crossed her arms and waited for a
response.

“Dramatic much?” Jackie laughed, “Your poor
ass can’t afford a ticket to Cancun. And neither could the rest of
us, so make due, alright?”

Jackie squeezed Heather on the arm.

“Trust me, we’ll have a great time. I also
have a surprise for you but you’ll never know what it is unless you
come along.”

The corner of Jackie’s mouth curled up
mischievously. Heather knew just enough about that smile to be
wary; the last time she saw it Heather ended up hung over for three
days, but damned if that wasn’t a great night.

Heather closed her eyes and let out a long,
drawn out sigh. Suddenly, her face lit up and a smile spread across
her cute, freckled skin.

“Alright, alright.” Heather said finally, “I
guess I’m excited now.”

“That’s the girl I love!” Jackie wrapped her
friend in her tone arms, giving her a big bear hug and nuzzling
into her neck.

“Now, let’s go get some graham crackers.”

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Heather stepped out of Jackie’s cramped sedan
and onto the soft grass of their reserved camping spot. She looked
around at what would be her new home for the next week; green grass
spread out before her for what seemed like the length of a football
field. Thick, leafy bushes that were about as tall as a person
surrounded the edges of their plot like a natural privacy fence,
and just beyond that was a rocky shore that led to the man-made
lake. Boats cruised up and down the dingy, murky waters, sending
small whitecaps crashing into the muddy beach.

Heather thought she caught the faint whiff of
rotting fish. Heather grimaced; she decided right then that she
would not be swimming in this lake, no matter what kind of surprise
Jackie had in store.

She looked back toward the main campsite and
shrugged.

“At least our campsite alright…” she thought
out loud while crossing her arms.

Jackie walked up alongside Heather and gave
her a playful slap on the bottom.

“Alright?!” she asked incredulously, “This is
perfect! I got us the best spot in the whole campsite!”

“The best spot, huh?” Heather laughed.

She didn’t see how one plot of dirt would be
better than any other.

“Yep.” Jackie said confidently. “We have the
biggest plot, the privacy bushes so we can suntan without any
weirdo’s gawking at us, and then our own private beach right next
to the lake! It’s perfect!”

“Perfect.” Heather echoed flatly.

“Sourpuss.” Jackie faux pouted. “Let’s set up
our tent before anyone else gets here. Gotta get the best
spot!”

The two girls spent the next hour setting up
their tent, picking the spot with the most shade next to a large
leafy tree that overhang the natural privacy fence on the edge of
their plot. They unpacked their meager belongings and slipped into
bikinis to start their vacation off right: sun tanning.

Heather unfolded her lawn chair next to
Jackie and plopped down into it, then leaned back to relax and let
the sun’s rays bathe her in their warm glow.

“So, remind me again who else is meeting us
here?” she asked with her eyes closed, adjusting her black and
white polka dotted bikini top.

Jackie squirt another dollop of sun tan
lotion into her hand and spread the buttery cream up and down her
already tan thighs.

“Misty and Jenny, Izzy and Brenda….and…”
Jackie let her voice drift off.

“And?” Heather opened her eyes and took a
peek at her best friend. She had that mischievous smile on her lips
once more.

“And your surprise.” she said, still rubbing
the oil into her legs. “Ethan and Jayden.”

Heather scoffed. “Those two douchebags from
the lacrosse team? Great.”

“You know how much Ethan is into you,
Heather. Just picture yourself spending the week wrapped up in
those strong arms.” Jackie teased, poking Heather in the ribs
lightly.

“Gag,” Heathers tone was cold but her cheeks
were rosy red as she blushed at Jackie’s teasing.

Heather secretly had a crush on Ethan as
well, but for some reason she couldn’t open up and let other people
know no matter how badly she wanted to. She was too shy, and she
had never really had a real boyfriend before. Heather felt her
heartbeat speed up slightly; she was getting excited. She imagined
herself lying in Ethan’s tent; spooning with him, his thick, strong
arms wrapped around her, keeping her warm throughout the night. His
calloused hand moving down her chest and over her abs, his
fingertips lightly tracing over her skin until they hovered just
over her pussy…

“Heather?” Jackie’s voice pierced through
Heather’s daydream, ripping her back to reality.

Heather, startled, turned toward her friend.
“Yeah?” she asked.

She realized how wet her daydream was making
her. Her cheeks turned that rosy red once again.

“Looking forward to tonight?” Jackie
grinned.

Heather leaned back into her folding chair to
take the sun’s rays all over her body.

“We’ll see.” she tried to sound uninterested,
but the butterflies in her stomach told another story.

Hours passed and the sun began its slow
descent below the horizon. The soft, orange rays bathed their
campsite and turned everything a slight tangerine shade. The girls
heard a car door slam shut and sat up, hoping their friends had
finally arrived.

Heather rubbed her eyes under her bug-eyed
sunglasses and yawned.

“Nice of you to finally show up.” she said as
she stretched in the horizontal lawn chair.

“No problem,” a smooth and masculine voice
shot back, “It’s nice to see you too, Heather.”

Heather froze and gripped the sides of her
chair. She slowly turned toward the source of that voice, knowing
exactly who she had been talking to.

Not twenty feet away, Ethan and Jayden walked
toward the two sunbathing girls with their folded up tents and
travel bags in each hand. Shirts off and slung lazily over one
shoulder, the men wore only their floral-patterned swim trunks and
noisy flip flops that clipped against their heels as they strode
confidently through the grass. Jayden dragged a blue cooler behind
him while Ethan was flashing his bright white grin and looking
directly at Heather, and she swore that she saw his eyes trace
longingly over her semi-exposed body. Or was it just her
imagination? He was still quite a ways away, maybe she was just
seeing what she wanted to see…

Ethan’s short clipped dark brown hair was
deliberately styled to appear messy over his nicely tanned and cut
body. The constant cardio of lacrosse kept him in amazing shape.
His shelf of a chest looked like it was chiseled out of a block of
granite and it cast a shadow over his washboard six-pack that
seemed to go on forever until it disappeared under his swimsuit.
Heather could see the small veins that snaked along the bottom of
his abdominal muscles and she imagined slipping her hand across
them, and then down under those trunks, and finally onto the hard
rod that was waiting for her caress.

She had to look away; she was getting wet
again.

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”
Heather apologized, blushing.

“I know,” Ethan said cheerfully as he sat his
gear down, “You look nice. That swim suit is cute on you.”

Heather blushed even more; her cheeks looked
almost like the skin of a tomato.

“Th…thanks.” she sputtered.

“Jayden!” Jackie’s excited cry broke the
awkward silence.

Jackie jumped up from her chair and giggled.
All eyes watched the girl as she sprinted toward her latest love
interest, her bouncing breasts barely contained under the black
swimsuit top. When she finally reached the shirtless man, she
jumped in the air and spread her legs wide, wrapping them around
his waist tightly as he caught her in his muscular arms.

Jayden laughed as he struggled to stay on his
feet after the sudden addition of body weight.

“Hey babe,” he managed to squeak out between
the flurry of kisses Jackie was planting all over his face.

“I’m so glad you’re here.” Jackie finally
breathed after her assault was over, “Where’s everyone else?”

“They had to cancel, don’t ask us why, they
wouldn’t say,” Ethan interjected, “So, we’re your party for the
week.”

He put his hands on his hips and flashed his
wide smile once more. Heather felt herself melt inside as she gazed
into his dark eyes and then felt herself melt between her legs as
she moved that gaze down Ethan’s hard body, drinking deep his
statuesque figure.

“So, who wants a beer?” Jayden set Jackie on
her feet and opened the cooler he had been lugging down the
campsite. It was packed full.

“Tonight’s going to be a good night.” Jackie
quipped as she cracked one open and put it to her juicy lips.

Hours later, the campfire was blazing and the
party was in full effect. The cool air was offset by the warm
campfire and the full moon hung above the four vacationers,
illuminating the camp site in its pearly rays. Fireflies danced
around the buzzed coed’s plot, going about their nightly business
as the men and women laughed at the end of some hilarious story
that was no doubt enhanced by the alcohol.

Jackie, still in her bathing suit, sat on
Jayden’s lap on a fold out lawn chair. He stroked up and down her
exposed thighs with the tips of his fingers as she leaned toward
the campfire to cook another marshmallow on the end of her now
charred stick. Heather and Ethan, each in their own chair, sat to
their sides. Heather had gotten sick of the Smores an hour ago and
was now nursing a beer while she struggled to come up with some
excuse to plop herself into Ethan’s lap just like Jackie had. She
figured a couple more beers might do the trick.

“So…” Jackie said after almost a minute of
silence, “Should we show her?”

Heather looked at her, confused.

“I think it’s about time,” Jayden said
through a smile. The fire flickered in his eyes reflection. “What
do you think Ethan, are you ready?”

Ethan gazed over and Heather longingly, and
Heather’s heart fluttered at his expression. What were they talking
about?

“Yes.” Ethan whispered as he kept his eyes on
the girl.

Heather swore she saw them flicker a bright
shade of yellow.

“Ok Heather,” Jackie said with a smile as she
ran her hand up and down Jayden’s bare chest. Her fingers lingered
on his nipple.

“Close your eyes.”

“You guys are creeping me out,” Heather said
with a laugh. She gulped the remaining beer from her can and tossed
it over to the collective garbage sack. She missed and it crashed
to the grass with a hollow clank.

“Will you just relax for once in your life?”
Jackie scolded.

“Fine!” Heather said, exasperated. “I’ll play
your guys’ stupid game! It better be good.”

Heather slumped back into her folding chair
and crossed her arms. Her bottom lip stuck out in a cute pout. A
few heartbeats passed and then Heather’s life changed forever.

Ripping noises filled the campsites air from
Heather’s left and right, as if everyone’s clothes were suddenly
being torn from their bodies by some great invisible hand. She
caught a whiff of some sort of wild animal, and although she could
not quite place the scent, it nevertheless made her mind reel with
a strange lust. Heather was already tipsy from the beer but this
kind of intoxication was something completely different. She
exhaled slowly as vivid visions of ancient forests filled her mind
with verdant greens, the deepest blues of icy lakes, and the
illuminating sun’s bright yellow rays. She heard wet noises and
small moans, and then she felt the soft touch of fur along her
fingertips. Heather reached out and gripped it in her hand. She
pictured herself nude on those soft and silky strands, legs splayed
open and waiting for someone to penetrate her deep, wet hole.