A delightful summer camp experience 3

Layla didn’t mean to show weakness, but she started to cry. All of a sudden it was too frightening knowing her destiny was in the teenage girl’s hands. She dropped to her knees and didn’t try to cover her nudity, as the severe trauma felt overpowering.

“Scarlett! Dear gawd, Scarlett. Please don’t do this,” Layla pleaded. “I’ll do anything . . . please, just don’t show my pictures, or Olivia’s to anyone.”

The camera flashes continued and Layla merely looked over at Jeff through tear filled eyes, realizing she was sinking deeper and deeper in trouble. Jeff feasted on her bare breasts and uncovered pussy and she didn’t know of any way to stop the teenager.

Layla sobbed and remained on her knees, letting the young girl stroke her fingers through her messed up hair in an affectionate fashion. Suddenly Scarlett’s face was in front of her and the girl’s expression showed no mercy at all. “Get up and let Jeff see your sexy body,” Scarlett ordered.

Layla couldn’t remember being so defeated. Somehow she managed to get to her feet with the help of the girl and stood still while letting the teenage boy ogle her nakedness. Every time her hands moved to cover her nakedness, Scarlett slapped them down to her sides.

“Jeff has never screwed a girl. He’s a virgin. We didn’t want to do it . . . you know . . . fuck the other night . . . when you caught us together. I could get pregnant and that would be disastrous,” she whispered, leaving Layla with the impression she wasn’t finished. “I have decided . . . that Jeff should have his very first fuck . . . tonight. And now I’ve found a willing slut!”

Layla wanted to die, but the girl wouldn’t let her. “My God, I didn’t realize you were so tempting. Now . . . I see you have a very sexy body. I can hardly wait to see it all . . . up close,” she whispered sending more fear through Layla. “Of course you could just leave and . . . go to your cottage. And let me post Olivia’s nude pictures . . . and your pictures on websites and email them to all of your friends.”

Layla was distraught. “Scarlett . . . please don’t. You just can’t show them to anyone. I’ll do anything . . . I’ll pay you!”

Scarlett was in control and knew it. “You’re not leaving,” she whispered in a most taunting manner. “I can understand not wanting anyone to see Olivia’s pictures. Also, I’m not sure what people would say if they saw an innocent teenager with a married woman. A married woman who willingly exposed herself.”

Suddenly the boy was taking pictures again before Layla could do anything to stop him. Layla felt helpless and the only thing she could think of was covering her nudity with her hands and arms. This time Scarlett permitted the cover-up, knowing it merely added to the incriminating illusion of the pictures. One very intimidating aspect of the drama for Layla, was how Scarlett made sure her own pretty face was fully exposed to the camera. The girl kept her evil smile right next to Layla’s nakedness, which made the scene far more incriminating than it really was.

“I think you should move your arm . . . move your hand away from your luscious tits,” Scarlett said with a definite threatening tone. “Now! Move your Goddamn hand . . . now!”

The clicking never stopped, as Jeff kept taking pictures. Layla never intended moving her arm, but suddenly it was down by her side. The boy madly snapped pictures, as his girlfriend’s hand boldly fondled Layla’s right boob. The girl acted like she was in-charge and brazenly put the big titty on display for the camera lens, and pinched the nipples.

“Now the other hand. Move it before I get mad,” Scarlett ordered. The girl swiftly circled and put her arms around Layla. Scarlett stood behind Layla and she leaned in to nibble her ear, as she turned to face her boyfriend. “Show Jeff your pussy . . . show him your beautiful cunt . . . or else!”

Layla perceived Scarlett’s demands as a threat. She wondered how to get out of the dilemma, which seemed to be getting worse by the minute. All of a sudden Scarlett’s lips brushed her ear. “I want to watch it all. You know . . . watch Jeff get his first pussy. Watch Jeff get his first piece of ass. Watch Jeff cum in his first cunt. Watch him blow is load inside his first cunt, and maybe even all over your face as well,” she whispered. “In fact . . . Do you know the one thing that I really want to watch?”

Layla heard the question, but she had no way of answering. Then Scarlett grabbed Layla’s left hand and pulled the arm down to the side. “I’ve never watched a blowjob,” the teen girl hissed into her victim’s ear. “Never watched someone SUCK a cock,” she said. “Oh, my God! I can hardly wait to see it for real, to see you sucking hard . . . on Jeff’s cock.”

Scarlett had one thing on her mind. “Hurry up. We’re going to Jeff’s cabin and have some fun,” she exaggerated . . . with a creepy smile. The artificial smile immediately faded and the girl sneered, “Don’t make me mad, bitch. If you do, I promise you’ll regret it!”

Layla heard the disparaging remark and fully believed it. Just as she neared the girl, Scarlett turned and along with Jeff . . . headed towards the exit. Layla glanced around the room and the only thing left was her towel, which still draped over a locker door. She hesitated and stared at her blackmailers, as Jeff had her clothes bunched tightly in his hands. “But… but?”

Scarlett stopped at the door and turned towards Layla. “Don’t worry. Nobody will see you walk across camp,” she said, waving her cell phone in Layla’s direction. “Samantha is with the other campers and she’ll phone me . . . if anyone heads back to camp.”

Layla was still unsure and stood motionless, which seemed to upset the girl. Not wanting to infuriate Scarlett any further, Layla tried to reason with the girl.

“Scarlett. I’ll forget about everything. I’ll forget about everything that happened here. . . and won’t say a thing,” she whispered with her stomach filling with great anticipation. “Please Scarlett, I won’t report you.”

Scarlett opened the door invitingly and she seemed to hold it open for Layla. “I’m not afraid of you reporting me . . . ever again,” she said. “Now get that pretty ass over here and we’ll have a party with Jeff. If I have to wait . . . you’ll be sorry. Very Sorry!”

Her world seemed to be closing in around her and all Layla could do was grab the towel. She wrapped it tightly around her and felt slightly relieved to be covered up. When she approached the teens, Scarlett grabbed her hand and they were out the door in a hurry. They almost ran the short distance across the camp to Jeff’s cabin and Layla was actually thankful when they got inside. Even with Scarlett’s assurances that nobody else would be there, Layla was still afraid to be caught.

It was fairly dimly lit inside and Scarlett quickly proceeded over to the cot used by her boyfriend. When she got to the bed, she wheeled her captive around so that Layla was pressed up against the side of the bed. Then she merely let go of Layla’s hand and held her hand out as if she wanted something. When the girl’s eyes shifted to the towel and then back to stare intently into Layla’s eyes, it was obvious what she demanded.

Layla was too petrified to move so Scarlett swiftly grabbed the tucked-in corner of the towel, which was at the top of Layla’s chest. In a swift jerk, she removed the towel, leaving the shivering woman brazenly naked once again.

“We have hours . . . enough time for Jeff to use his secret weapon, many times,” Scarlett whispered, feeling more and more confident. “Have you ever been fucked by a teenager lately . . . a virgin teenager?”

Layla vowed to hold her breath until she collapsed, which would end the dramatic episode. Her eyes got bigger when Scarlett moved closer and they came face to face. She felt the girl’s burning breath wash over her flushed face and it kept getting hotter and hotter. Although she couldn’t see past Scarlett, she noticed enough to know Jeff was busy taking off all his clothes. She saw his shirt fly in one direction and then his pants in another.

All of a sudden Jeff’s shorts flew in the air and Layla was unable to hold her breath any longer. She gasped for much needed air and then Scarlett deviously rotated around her shaking torso. The girl kissed Layla on the cheek and then stood right beside her. “I love being with Jeff . . . feeling him up against me,” Scarlett whispered. “What do you think? Is he anything like your husband?”

Layla’s eyes were so big they almost popped out of her head. She stared at the boy, as he furiously jerked on his enlarged penis. Jeff’s hand pumped up and down along the shaft of his hard cock . . . as he boldly masturbated . . . like a sex-starved maniac . . . right in front of both of them.

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