Designing Intimacy

As I was rushing off to catch the end of breakfast Sunday morning, I discovered my flip flops were missing. They absolutely weren’t anywhere and I was so confused. But my time was limited so I ran off to the dining hall sans shoes “ouching” my way down the path. I grabbed a quick bowl of cereal before heading to my first class of the day on humiliation. I had wanted Jefferson to go with me to hopefully have him get some ideas for us to play with, but he was no where to be found. But the class was good. I enjoyed it. And the class enjoyed when I shared the story of Harry fucking me in the streets of Brooklyn.

After that class was Marcus’s “How to Be a Whore” class. I learned what makes a smart whore vs. a “STUPID FUCKING WHORE!” I couldn’t stay for the business portion of the lecture as Jefferson and I left to eat lunch before his G-spot class. He left the classroom first and I ran after him and jumped on his back and he carried me piggy back into the cafeteria. While eating, we filled out camper awards ballots- and for the fill-in category, I nominated our cabin for most cuddling (I dare anyone to try and say they cuddled more than us!).

The G-spot class went well and in a similar fashion to Floating World’s class. Jefferson gave a short lecture then moved quickly into the demos starting with me. Of course me and my g-spot are always a great show. This time at camp’s class, I tried to hold off on my orgasm a little longer. I think I made it an extra minute.

I had a fun time after that too when Jefferson taught me how to finger another woman’s g-spot (my first time actually) and then us fingering her together. Then I got to fuck her with my strap-on as she was faced doggie style on a horse and moaning, “Give it to me, baby.” H-O-T!

After a few more demos including an entertaining fisting and me playing with Desire’s boobies, the class ended and Jefferson and i had some time to kill before we had chores together. We were in a group talking and I asked him if he had any plans before chores and when he said no, I asked if he wanted to go cuddle somewhere. He smiled and said sure. We grabbed our things and Jefferson lead us to a quiet grassy spot behind Sex-O-Rama that got almost no traffic.

The sun was out without a cloud in the sky so the air was warm enough for us to lay out naked. We stripped and laid on the grass together, quietly holding each other close for a bit. I turned to kiss him and we started making out a bit. Jefferson was hard and grabbed a condom from his pant’s pocket. He had me climb on top of him, something different for us. I moved slowly on him, not feeling the need to rush it or aything. I was enjoying this loving, tender moment between us.

I was in such a happy place from the weekend, and I honestly don’t think I’ve felt an emotion like it before. I asked Jefferson as I looked down at him and kissed him if it was corny that I was so happy I wanted to cry. He touched my cheek and said, “No, baby.”

Soon he flipped me on my back and pushed back into me, fucking me harder. I smiled up at him, his face surrounded only by blue sky and sunshine; and I captured the image in my brain, wanting to remember the sight for as long as possible. My eyes closed as I came a few times that day in the grass. Jefferson pulled out and we cuddled together until we had to go report to chores.

We were assigned to help disassemble a vendor’s tent. And we did our parts to help, but we also paused to hug and kiss a bit too. We were just in that kind of space. Once chores were done, we headed back to the cabin to relax before dinner. I crawled straight into my bed, pulled the covers over my head, and passed the fuck out. I’m not sure for how long; it felt about only 20 minutes, but maybe it was longer. I forget at this point.

Someone woke me, telling me it was time for dinner and I sat up bleary-eyed. I rubbed my eyes and slid out of bed to put on Jefferson’s boots as he promised I could earlier. Match knelt down to help, but I whimpered, wanting to do it myself. Match and Jefferson laughed. I asked Match instead to look for my other flip-flop. One turned up after chores, but I still couldn’t find the other one.

And you know why? Because Wendy stole them the night before and didn’t put them back where I could find them! They were just no where and I had to go barefoot all day as a result! Luckily Match was able to find the other one before I went out again.

That night at dinner were the camper awards, and that was fun. Our cabin won Best New Cabin for having the most sex. Then 3 cabin members won awards- Hunter for being a harbinger of bisexuality, Marcus for being most likely to get laid, and Match for a hot threesome during the peep show.  I had hoped my Blow Job Throw Down win would have been announced, but oh well.

I started to tear up during dinner though. I was just so happy and I didn’t want the weekend to be over. It wasn’t though at that point.

I still had 2 dates to tie people up that night in the dungeon.

First I tied up Jocasta. She was in a mood to be tied up and flogged, and I was in such a toppy mood that weekend. I did her up in a partial suspension (that we coached me through). I put her in a breast harness and then attached that to the rig, then pulled a leg up in front of her, attaching that; and then her hands last. She had put a crotch rope on too which was fun to pull on through the scene.

I gave her a good flogging, trying to remember everything I had learned in Lolita’s class that Friday. All in all I wasn’t too mean, but she got what she wanted.

After we were done, I tied up this man I’d played with in the brothel the night before. It was ok. Good experience practicing my rope tying, and also negotiating a scene with a stranger as a top. I put him in a hog tie and played with his ass and blew him a bit. I was exhausted though, so I didn’t last too long.

As I was untying him though, one of the cute Polish kitchen boys approached me and asked if I could do that to him. I smiled and laughed to myself. I told him though I was headed to bed.

I grabbed my stuff and started walking back to the cabin. I was trying not to be sad about leaving soon, though I was a little disappointed Jefferson didn’t come to the dungeon to say goodbye like he said he would. As I was approaching the cabin, I saw a car in front- Jefferson hadn’t left yet!

He was still waiting on Wendy and another New Yorker, Drew, who he was giving a ride to.  He got out of the car to give me a hug goodbye while he waited. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and we just hugged like that quietly for awhile.

Jefferson spoke first, “Baby, I love you.” I squeezed him tight. It was the 1st time we’d said it since the break-up earlier that summer.

“I know, baby, I know so much better than before. And I love you too,” I told him before kissing him.

Soon Wendy and Drew made their appearances and they all said their final goodbyes.

I wasted no time crawling into bed with my new bed mates- Hunter and Match! I was ready to crash, but Lolita and Molly started doing a hot scene with Marcus right in front of me, and I couldn’t help but watch! (Read Lolita’s story of it here).

I lost Match though by the end of the night- I think he ended up going to play with Prince. So, I can’t blame him. Around 3, Hunter and I finally managed to fall asleep (might I say it was kind of great sleeping with a 6′7 man- you just get wrapped up in him!) (And yes, I did sleep with a different person each night, lol.)

The next morning, after only a few hours sleep though, Hunter and I were woken by Marcus who came crawling into bed wrapped in a thin blanket, shivering. We put him in between us and cuddled him back to warmth. We kept getting yelled at though for being up so early. (It was like 8 am). Eventually things got hot and fun as I started giving Marcus a hand job as Selina fingered his ass. Then Marcus started going down on Hunter (Holy hotness!!!) deep throating him and all and gave him his first orgasm of the weekend!

The rest of the day wound up quickly. I got peed on randomly by Marcus and then had to shower off. I packed my things (there wasn’t too much) and deflated the mattress Zelda had lent us. I helped clean up a bit around the cabin and then went to pack my car. I hugged goodbye to my cabin mates that left before me, and hugged more as I prepared to take off myself. Viviane walked me outside and I hugged her saying how happy I was we could be friends.

I didn’t really want to go. I wanted to stay at camp forever and live like it was a 60s commune. Too bad life doesn’t really work that way.

I got back home in a just a few hours and went straight back to bed and just slept for the next 5 hours. Alone.