Camp Counselor

I am a university student, taking a summer job as a camp counsellor. The camp is for rich girls between sixteen and eighteen. It's a lovely camp, with lots of outdoor activities, including kayaks on a small lake.It's a dream job for a closet lesbian like myself. Most of the girls are quite attractive. The best assignment is shower monitor, where I get to see naked girls of all sorts and sizes. Some girls are fully developed with large boobs and could pass for their early twenties. Others have smaller boobs. Most girls shave but some have hair.I have never approached any girl with the idea of doing anything sexual, but I do have fantasies about them. Every night in my cot, I think of one (or two!) and imagine kissing, touching and licking her while rubbing myself and cumming.One girl is short and a bit geeky looking, with thick glasses. The other girls are pretty cruel and almanbahis they exclude her from their activities. I feel sorry for her, so during my free time if I'm available I usually let her hang out with me.One evening after dinner, the last night before this group of girls goes home, she and I are hanging out at the dock. All of the boats have been put away, and nobody else is around.We are talking about this and that, then she falls silent. I see her start to sniffle, so I put my arm around her and ask, "What's wrong, Marcy?""Oh Jill, the other girls are so mean to me. They are always taunting me about my size, especially my little breasts.""Marcy, you shouldn't worry about that. Women have all sizes of boobs, and it has nothing to do with how sexy they can be.""Really?""Yes. Mine aren't all that big, and I've never had any complaints.""What do you mean?""Um, well, almanbahis yeni giriş uh," I stammer, "can you keep a secret?""Of course!""Well, I like girls.""Sure, so do I.""I mean, um, you know, for having fun.""Ohhh. You mean you're a lesbian?" she says, with a hint of enthusiasm."Yes, but I'm not out, so don't tell anyone, okay? I've told hardly anyone.""Yes, I promise.""So all the girls I have been with have loved my little boobs.""So do you think my breasts will grow bigger?" Marcy asks as she pulls up her t-shirt and shows them to me. Her boobs are not all that small, just a bit smaller than mine. I have seen them in the shower of course, but in there, with girls watching, I have always had to be furtive with my glances.Now that I?m alone with her, I can take all the time I want. I am looking at them as a familiar hot feeling floods over me. The cool evening almanbahis giriş air makes her nipples stand up, and I gasp softly."Oh Marcy, they are beautiful. I love them. I can't say if they will get bigger, but just I love them as they are."My body flushes with excitement. I am hoping for so much more, but I hesitate to suggest it. She doesn't drop her t-shirt, so I decide to be bold. I lift mine up, showing her my boobs.Marcy reaches out and tentatively touches one of my boobs. I moan as her touch sends sparks through my body. I let her hold my breast for a moment and then I put my hand on her mound through her shorts. I pull one of her nipples gently with my finger and thumb to see her reaction.She lets out a little cry and closes her eyes. I know now that I want her so much. I bend down and start to suck on her nipple and she presses her chest into me and puts her hands on my shoulders.I get nervous about being seen, so I ask her to go into the boathouse with me so I can show her more. My heart is pounding. She gets up and marches right into the boathouse. I follow and close the door behind us.