Chapter 1: Arrival
"Once again, welcome to Sex Camp! I hope all of you have the best summer you've ever had!"
Katie, the camp director, had just finished her welcome speech, and as the 300 male and female campers stood up to go to their assigned cabins, Jack reflected on what he had just seen and heard.
Although Katie had been trying to explain the purpose and rules of this particular Sex Camp, Jack had processed little of what she had said, due to his infatuation with Katie's incredibly hot young body. She was in her mid-twenties but she looked not a day over 18 – she could easily have passed as one of the campers, who ranged in age from 18 to 20. Despite Jack's distraction with her slim, toned figure and her incredible C-cup breasts, he was able to get the gist of what she was saying.
This Sex Camp was started as a way to help young college kids spend their summers in a relaxing way, while learning valuable sexual and relationship skills in the process. The main idea of the camp was that sexual promiscuity was encouraged – the counselors wanted every camper to explore and experiment with his or her sexuality in a free and open environment, away from the usual condemnations and taboos of society. Jack was just fine with this rather unconventional type of camp, and he looked forward to the many things that might happen over the next few weeks.
As Jack made his way to his assigned cabin, he took a few moments to absorb the rugged beauty of the landscape. The camp was located in the mountains of upstate New York, an area dominated by forests, mountains and sparkling lakes. This particular camp was nestled between two mountains on the edge of a small lake, allowing for hiking and camping activities in the mountains as well as aquatic activities in the lake. A former Boy Scout, Jack looked forward to all of these activities and more.
Finally he reached his assigned cabin – 304A. As he approached the tiny building marked "304", he noticed that there were two doorways – one was labeled "A" and the other "B."
I guess my roommate and I will have to share the cabin with the two other roommates in room B
, Jack thought to himself.
I hope he's at least a cool guy.
His roommate in college was from Iran, and the culture shock had caused more than a few problems.
Jack opened the door with his key and lugged his suitcase in before surveying the room. It was fairly plain, but very clean, with rustic wood floors and log-cabin style walls. Most of the furnishings, included the two huge beds, looked comfortable enough, but Jack did a double-take when he saw the bathroom. Not only did it contain a shower large enough to host a party in, but it also had a bathtub that was so wide and deep it was almost possible to swim in it. There was even a door in the wall connecting this room with the one next door.
I'm gonna like it here,
Jack thought, as he began to unpack his stuff.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Must be my roommate,
thought Jack.
"Hold on a second, dude!" he called as he threw some clothes into a chest of drawers. He made his way over and opened the door. Standing in front of him was the most beautiful girl Jack had ever seen. She was tall (almost as tall as him, and he was six feet tall with his shoes on) and slim, but with enough body fat for a pair of perfect 36C breasts. She wore her light brown hair in a ponytail that cascaded gloriously down her back, reaching almost to her shapely ass. Her eyes were an indescribable color – somewhere between green and blue, like the color of a clear mountain lake.
Jack was speechless. He was not even expecting a girl to come knocking at his door, let alone the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She looked just as confused as he felt, and his own confusion must've shown because after a few seconds she smiled and they both laughed nervously.
"I guess we're both a little off-guard, huh?" she asked. "No offense, but I wasn't exactly expecting a guy for a roommate."
"None taken, I wasn't expecting a girl," replied Jack. "You sure you're assigned to 304?"
"Yup."
"304A?"
"Positive. My info sheet even says who my roommate is – 'J. Williams.'"
"Well that's me, all right. So does that mean you're 'R. Wilkinson'?"
"That's me, but you can call me Rachel," she said, smiling. She extended her hand, and Jack shook it.
"Nice to meet you Rachel, I'm Jack." Then, feeling bold, he rotated her wrist slightly and brought her hand to his face, kissing the back of her hand gently.
"Ooh, what a gentleman!" remarked Rachel with a smile as Jack released her hand.
"Well come on in, I guess we'll be sharing this room for the next few weeks. Is everyone paired up with a roommate of the opposite sex?" asked Jack conversationally as he helped Rachel with her luggage.
"I guess so. It is a Sex Camp after all, right? They wouldn't exactly be encouraging sex if they made the guys and girls sleep on opposite sides of the lake!" replied Rachel.
"That's a good point, I guess," said Jack as he and Rachel continued unpacking.
They continued chatting while both of them unpacked – Jack found he really enjoyed talking to Rachel, and that conversation flowed easily between them. Once both of them were all packed, Jack suggested they go for a walk around the camp while it was still light out. As they strolled along chatting, Jack found that he and Rachel had a ton in common. They talked animatedly about school, their friends and what colleges they were going to, and discovered that their colleges were only about an hour away from each other.
