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 Camp Volunteer Opportunities Spring cleaning at a camp when I was 18 and a virgin. Based on a post by Had2write. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time. Every spring, several of the families from my home town would go to this local summer camp and do a ‘worker bee’. The camp had been around for over 50 years so there was always stuff that needed to be cleaned and fixed. This camp was located in the beautiful upper mid-west, in what folks call ‘lake country’. The plot of land that the camp sat on was just gorgeous. It was over 200 acers of tree covered lake front property. There were several camper cabins around the edge, a lodge/mess hall with a canteen to purchase snacks and souvenirs near the entrance, and a huge activity field in the middle. There was a lot of real estate that need to be spruced up because the winters always took a toll on the old camp and we were there to make it nice and shiny again before the summer campers arrived. The camp was a huge seasonal boost to the local economy and it generally boosted the tourism business and investments in lake properties for several miles around. The town folk realized this and tried to insure the viability in a win-win partnership. To that end, several of us enjoyed some free and discounted lodging options in the off-season. Each worker earned a credit toward an off-season weekend stay. My folks had a wedding to go to, this particular weekend, so since I was 18, I asked to take their slot and get the offer, for when I came home from college some weekend. Normally we would go on Friday and stay until Sunday. The women would clean the kitchen, grand lodge, and do laundry, the men would do building repairs, and the kids would work on cleaning up the grounds around the camp. I always enjoyed these weekends but nothing could ever top the spring trip when I was 18. There was another family who had a daughter, Lynn, she was 18 too. Lynn and I had known each other since preschool. I had never felt any attraction to her but I have to admit, she was turning into a hot lady. She had the nicest ass and her tits were perfect. I was taking notice that weekend. After everybody had arrived and had gotten settled in, we spent Friday night getting our detailed work list, and then everyone visited around the bonfire. I couldn't stop myself from glancing over at Lynn’s fire-lit tits. They just kept pulling my eyes back to them. I am pretty sure that I got caught looking because she flashed me a smile and arched her back, pushing her tits out further into the bonfire lit night. The hour was starting to get late so everyone ended to bed. I had to just sit there for a while because there was no hiding what was going on in my pants. The camp was not open for the season yet so there were several cabins that I could go into to release the tension building up inside of me. I just kept thinking about what those beautiful tits would look like without being covered up by clothes. How these would feel in my hands. What it would be like to lick and kiss those nipples. Took me right over the top. Afterwards, I just rolled over and feel asleep until the morning. I walked back to the lodge where everyone else had spent the night. No one even noticed that I didn't sleep in the lodge, or so I thought. After breakfast I went about what I was supposed to be doing. I was picking up sticks and leaves and garbage on the grounds. Leftovers from the long winter. It was unusually warm for May so I had taken my shirt off. It helped some but I was still sweating in the warm sun. I had gone south a few weeks earlier and still had my tan. My shirtless, tan and glistening body must have looked good because as I was working over by the cabins, Lynn and her friend were walking towards the beach but detoured over to talk to me. I am not sure but it sure seemed like I was being checked out by these women. They were looking me all over. It felt nice and a little exciting. I was what you would call a late bloomer and I did not date much in high school. I was kinda shy. My junior year I started working out and over time developed a nice physique. I was no Adonis but I did look pretty good. I was 5' 11", 175 lbs . My legs and arms were solid and I was very proud of my six-pack abs. The fact that they came over to talk to and look at me, boosted my confidence. They were both in denim shorts and matching red bikini tops. Now Lynn's friend Carol, who was a year older than us, did not have the cutest face, but she also had a pretty nice set of tits under her red bikini. As they got closer to me and started a conversation, I got nervous because I knew she saw me looking the night before. I started to wonder, did she arch her back to give me a better look or was it just to tease me with something that I would never be near? Lynn came over and said; “I didn't see you come back to the lodge last night.” I told her that I just slept in one of the empty cabins. Good thing she didn't ask why I did...
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