Big Black Cocks

When Janice found a snarl of hair, Elsa put her hands on Janice’s
legs, just above the knee while the knot was worked out. Her
touch evoked another round of yearnings within Janice, and she
found herself being attracted to the young blonde. The brushing
continued, with no indication from Elsa that she was making or
receiving sexual advances.
Diane retreived a small bag from near the tent and returned. She
was of the “bigger is not necessarily better” school, and she
pulled out a long, thick dildo, handing it to Cathy.
“That’s huge!” Janice blurted out, not believing how big the
tubular piece of molded plastic was. It was huge, by any
standards. Fully two and a half feet long, molded in flexible
flesh tone plastic, and about four or five inches around. The
head molded into both ends was gigantic. Cathy ooooh’d and ran
her hands over it lovingly.

“Did you come up here alone?” Cathy asked.
“No, my boyfriend pooped out early.” Janice replied. “He’s conked
out in our tent up in the campground.”
Elsa returned and asked Janice if she would brush out her hair.
Janice agreed taking the brush from Elsa. The blonde sat in
front of Janice, her long hair reaching the ground by her hips.
Janice began to brush the long tresses.
“I wish it was as warm now as it was earlier today.” Diane said,
remembering the sweltering heat.
“Not me.” Cathy said. “I get too horny when it gets that
hot.”Janice was brushing Elsa’s lovely long hair, kneeling behind
the blonde. The job was no small effort, as she had to bend down
to reach the end of each stroke. Sensing this Elsa offered a
suggestion.
“It’ll be easier if you sit down and let me sit closer, with my
hair in your lap.” Elsa suggested to Janice.
Janice sat down, and Elsa slid back, sliding between Janice’s
outstretched legs. Her long hair slid over sensitive areas of
Janice’s body, tickling, caressing, exciting. As Cathy and Diane
talked about the relative merits of Kevin’s big cock versus
Keith’s smaller one, Janice kept brushing out Elsa’s long hair.
Elsa’s warm hips pressed against the soft flesh of Janice’s inner
thighs, and Janice was aroused by the skin to skin contact.
Janice had only once been naked with another girl, and that was
long ago, when she and a close friend had experimented with
lesbian sex. It had been pleasurable, but she’d closed it off,
mostly because she was worried someone would find out. Now she
felt a sensual, sexy urging growing within her, being so close to
Elsa, who seemed to be naturally free of such inhibitions.

“Neat.” Elsa said.
“Oooh, sex-eeee!” Cathy smiled, and Diane gave an “o.k.” sign
with her fingers. They were all staring at Janice’s thick mat of
reddish-orange hair that covered her mons. Janice was a true
redhead, with the luck of an Italian mother she inherited none of
the freckles and fair skin problems so many other had.
Diane explained that they had all gone camping after one of their
boyfriends doubted Diane’s natural hair color. They made a bet,
which involved the guys acting as pack mules for the trip if they
lost, and they did, of course. Diane had showed her tiny patch
of pubic hair by stripping in the back of Keith’s van. The girls
had made the guys carry up the heavy stuff, and after dinner,
they’d worn them out.
“All three of your boyfriends agreed to that?” Janice asked.
Elsa giggled, “No, actually Diane doesn’t have one right now, and
Keith is my cousin from Idaho.”
“Kevin’s my boyfriend right now,” Cathy stated, “but we’re not
engaged or anything.”"Well, you were certainly engaged earlier
tonight!” Diane laughed.
Elsa and Cathy laughed too, and Janice smiled.
“I gotta brush out my hair.” Elsa said, standing and moving
quietly over by the tent.

“Did you just wake up?” Elsa asked Cathy.
“A little bit ago. I heard you guys talking and got up.” Cathy
replied casually.
“I see Kevin got off.” Diane remarked, looking at Cathy’s
breasts.
Cathy smiled, and sat down with her knees up against her large
breasts, her pussy facing Janice and glistening in the moonlight.
“Yeah, he got off alright.” Cathy smiled, licking her lips.
Elsa looked at Janice. “Do you want to undress too? We’re all
friends here.”
Janice wondered if that was a reference to their single sex, or
if it meant that these girls were more intimate. “Sure, why not?”
Janice said, and she slipped off her tee-shirt. She wondered if
she should, thinking about at least two guys in the tent,
wondering what might happen if they came out. “Oh never mind.”
She told herself. “If they want a pussy to fuck, they’ve got
these girls.”
“Oh, my!” Diane said softly. “Your breasts are lovely!”
“Ummm, yes.” Elsa cooed. Cathy remained silent, puffing on her
cigarette and looking at Janice.
Janice was proud of her breasts, and especially her tan. She’d
gone to great lengths to find just the right bikini to accent her
breasts with a tan and it paid off. Her breasts were pleasantly
large, 37C’s, without being saggy. They tended to look full and
slope down, the tan lines accenting the curve of them. Her
nipples were large, and pink, the kind many guys groan over.
Janice stood up to remove her jogging pants.
“The moment of truth.” Elsa said softly. “Is she or isn’t she?”
Janice stepped out of the last of her clothes, letting the warm
summer night caress her skin.

A rustling noise caught their attention, and a figure crawled out
of the tent, then stood, coming over to the small group of women.
Once out from under the awning, Janice saw another girl, this one
naked too,
with large, swaying breasts, walking over.
“Hi Cathy.” Elsa said softly. “Meet Janice.”
Cathy paused, not expecting a stranger to see her nude. Then she
saw Janice and smiled. “Hi.” Then to Diane, “You got a cigarette
I could bum?”
Diane handed her the pack and Janice looked Cathy over. She was a
bit taller and heavier that either Elsa or Diane, with shoulder
length dark hair. In the moonlight she appeared to be all curves.
Her large breasts were certainly D-cups, judging by the way they
wobbled and hung on her chest. Cathy lit the cigarette, the
lighter’s flame casting a light glow over her face and upper
body. Janice felt a sensation caress her pussy when she saw the
glistening wet streaks on Cathy’s neck and breasts. Cathy blew
out a cloud of bluish smoke and handed the pack back to Diane.
Diane lit one too, letting Janice see her face and small breasts.
Diane was pretty alright, with light eyes and almost white hair.
Her breasts ended in large, pink-brown nipples that covered most
of her tits.

“Great.” Diane said, pulling her tee-shirt over her head. “I’ve
always wanted to do this.”
Janice looked at the Diane’s breasts. They were very small, but
her nipples showed as large, dark circles against her pale skin.
Elsa’s nipples were light, blending in with her skin, and in the
moonlight Elsa’s nipples were hints, whereas Diane’s were large
and dark. Diane stood and slid her jeans down, baring her body
to Janice and the world. Janice tried not to stare, as it
appeared that Diane didn’t have any pubic hair. Her body was
lean, not quite skinny. Her ribs showed with shadows in the
moonlight, but her hips and legs looked trim.
“Neat huh?” Elsa asked Janice.
“What?” Janice asked.
“Her pussy.” Elsa said, nodding her head towards Diane. “She
keeps it shaved off except that tiny triangle.”
Janice looked again. “I don’t see…”







Diane turned and stepped
closer, not at all shy about letting Janice look. Her hair was
very light, and in the moonlight in blended with her skin such
that she looked entirely shaved. Just above her pussy, there was
a very small triangle of white-blonde hair, about an inch and a
half across by two inches high. “Oh, okay.”
“My last boyfriend thought it was so sexy.” Diane said.

Diane was pretty, and thin. Her breasts were small bulges under
her shirt, and her legs were thin too. Mostly her hips were
boyish and small, further giving illusion that she was very
young.
“I’m Diane.” The thin blonde said, smiling at Janice. Janice
introduced herself, and Elsa followed suit, explaining to Diane
where they’d met. Both girls led Janice to a large blanket
spread out on the sandy soil some yards from the tent.
“What’re you doing up?” Elsa asked Diane.

“Keith snores.” Diane said, evoking smiles from the other two.
“But did you go all the way up there in the buff?”
“Uh-huh.” Elsa said. “Fun too. I like walking around naked.”
“Anybody around see you? Besides Janice I mean.” Diane asked her.
“Nope. Just me and the stars.” Elsa said. “It’s all quiet and
dark up there, and just far enough away that no one will come
trooping down here in the middle of the night.”

“I’m not a morning person.” She said, “and I was exhausted when
we got up here.”
Janice thought about Mark, sound asleep in their tent. “Yeah, I
know what you mean.”
They went downhill, and near the lake Janice saw a single large
tent standing in a small clearing. Someone was sitting just
outside, smoking a cigarette.
“Have to be quiet, people sleeping.” The girl said.
The shadowy person stood and moved towards them. In the
moonlight, Janice couldn’t tell if it was man or woman.
“Elsa?” a feminine voice called out.
“Diane? Yeah, it’s me, with a friend.” The naked blonde replied.
Diane came up, wearing a tee-shirt and a pair of very tight
jeans. She too was blonde, and very thin. Janice’s first
impression was that she was sixteen or seventeen, but that
disappeared when she got closer.

Janice shook out of her musings and followed the young girl as
she made her way towards the lake. Walking quickly to catch up
with her, Janice watched her soft, firm form walking in the
moonlight. Her pale skin looked ashen in the moonlight, and her
soft buns jiggled as she walked. The girl turned around to see
how far behind Janice was, and her breasts too were bobbling like
jell-o.







Her breasts weren’t large, maybe B-cups, Janice thought,
but they moved sensuously as she walked backwards over the rough
ground.
Janice caught up with her, and walked alongside. The girl told
Janice how she and her friends had hiked up earlier in the day,
and while they swam, she slept.

Janice stared at her, the meaning of her words taking a second to
sink in. “You mean you walked up here from the lake stark naked?”
The girl nodded, slipping on a pair of leather sandals by the
shower stall. “Sure. It’s late and no one’s up and around, except
you.”
Janice shook her head, amazed at her boldness.
“Besides, I’ve always wanted to walk around outdoors without my
clothes, haven’t you?” She queried, smiling.

Janice nodded, thinking of how she and Steve had once camped in
the mountains and run around like nudists for a whole day. But
that’d been far away from people, and here, there were at least
fifteen tents set up in the campground.
The girl took her towel and began walking out the door. “Are you
coming?” She asked. After a slight pause, “Or just breathing
hard?”