Cookies & Cream Ch. 35

"Really?" Linda's hair lifted. "That's an obstacle course! I think your councilor has his inner child playing in his head. It looks more like a playground."

LaShawn made a thinking mood. "I think I did pass that playground. Maybe I need to take a closer look."

My face burned red when he mentioned that playground bit. Oh, I know him. He wanted to go there so he could see naked girls! My brother is such a pervert! He's handsome, but he's still a pervert!

"Kendra, would you like some water?" John asked me. Linda also looked concerned. "Wow, your girlfriend looks like she's about to blow her tip!"

Another thing about Linda made me giggle. She fumbles up old expressions. Another expression she fumbled was an insult she made to the Hanen sisters' best friend when he arrived. On that day she said to me her first impression of Kamron. "Man, he's really simple minded! He makes tiny orgasms look good!" I didn't want to correct her by saying she meant 'organism'. I wanted to give Kamron a benefit of a doubt for one. But then after knowing him, I feel he couldn't produce organisms let alone orgasms!

After a sudden red cloud, I found myself inside LaShawn's cabin drinking water from the sink. John put a damp washcloth on my forehead. I panted and keep the cloth in place. I didn't feel well. Was it my anger that went too far? I wondered about how I ended up in my brother's cabin when the room started to spin. I began to fall and John caught me.

"WHOA! Kendra! Easy, hon. You had a dizzy spell. We don't want you to faint again."

"Faint?" I blinked, my head still light. "Did I faint?"

"Yeah you did. Linda saw your face. She knew firsthand when she saw your face you were going to fall. She had it too."

"Wait, what? What did she have that I have now?"

"Vertigo."

"Vertigo?! But I'm well balanced!"

"Your yoga poses say otherwise."

"Don't start!" I sigh and put my head on LaShawn's table, wanting the room to stop spinning. "God, this is so weird! Why is the room spinning?"

"Hon, that's one of the signs of vertigo. When LaShawn and Linda comes back with one of the nurses, we'll take you to the clinic. Doc says he's a keen expert with the head."

"I hope my head is all right." My eyes kept looking at a bowl of wax fruit dancing in front of me. My God! Why is this happening? I felt like I was in some horrible fun house. I so wanted to puke so much right then and there! Course I had a strong stomach.

"We got one of the nurses!" Linda called from the nest room. I saw LaShawn showing a nurse to the kitchen. I couldn't see the face since my eyes only saw her torso. But I felt her touch when she looked at me. Her skin was the same shade as mine. Her hair is like cotton candy with a yellow bow.

"Hello, Kendra, I am Aria. I am here to take you to Dr. Dai. My ride is right outside."

I noticed she had a slight accent. She had French and some Creole with a hint of something else. Well, it turned out she was from Martinique. And her ride was neat. She had a bicycle with a side car. I was in the side car while John sat behind sweet Aria. She'd teach me about Creole a few days later.

Well, my first visit to Daisuke's clinic was curious at best. My impression of the doctor himself was he was so wonderful and knows what he does. He reminded of the reliable allergen doctor I used to go to when I was young. I had these annoying sinusitis spells every year. I heard he cleaned ears too. Daisuke was no different. He took one look into my ears and made a satisfying sigh.

"Yep! We have the source of your problem, Kendra! Now stay still for a minute."

"Why? What did I have that created vertigo?"

"I'll show you in a moment. You might feel something weird, but it's only my instruments." For the most part, that experience tickled me. After cleaning both of my ears, he showed me my problem. In a sterile cloth there were chunks of wax. Yeah, I know, very unappealing, but I'm letting you know I was okay after that.

John rubbed my back after that experience. "You did a terrific job, babe."

"Well, may I be frank? I have a high tolerance to physical pain."

"Yeah?"

"Of course. The only times I had cried about pain were the times I had to go to surgery."

"You...damn! You have me speechless now!"

"I'm going to have to let you speak some time. Where's LaShawn?"

Well, it turned out LaShawn was entertaining Linda with a photo album. I guess his mind wasn't into naked girls anymore. (For a Taurus, he can be fickle!) LaShawn loved to show people the family. He was so happy to see me just being goofy. I guess he enjoyed seeing me as my wacky self. Linda figured out the wacky side of me when I showed her my writing. She didn't take any offence really. She laughed and said to me, "Back boobs? Were you distracted by my boobs that much?"

Yeah, I made that back boobs up, folks. GUILTY! Truth is she has boobs Texas would be proud of! My brother agreed, and he loved her curvy self. Not to mentioned he adored her personality. From what Linda told me, she and my brother hit it off when they were back in the cabin. It was so good, it lasted into the evening.

"Hey, what time is it?" Linda asked my brother. The big man checked his watch in his right wrist. "It's five minutes to seven. Damn, we talked for hours on end!"

"I know!" Linda cried out. "I guess we have a lot to get off our chests."

"I say you have a lot more to take off." LaShawn gave that girl a wink. Linda laughed away and shooed him. "You're horrible! Are my boobs that huge?"

"Linda, your boobs are perfect. I mean...you're here for your ex, Karl. What are you going to tell him now that you moved on?"

Linda blushed. "Karl will always be my Snooky Wookums! I have no doubt about that. But...I gotta be honest with myself and with him. I'm not into him anymore. I need someone that is a doer and not a dreamer. He's good, but I want someone that is great. He was there during my good times, but not the bad."

"Well, in that respect, you weren't there for him when he was down."

"I respected his space. He told me to leave him alone and I let him be."

"Yeah, but sometimes being a couple is a two-way work. If I told you to leave me alone, I might not mean it. If you want support, you need to support your partner. Did you want your SO to be with you when you wish you were alone?"

"Not...really? Am I wrong to break up with him?"

"Don't question yourself, Linda. Look, I was in your shoes. I once thought my ex was the one. But she betrayed me with one of my friends. So...that hurt. You can say I built a wall after that."

"So did I." I said. "You know, before we broke up, I kind of saw Karl being rather distracted. He was staring at men a lot. I thought he was trying to protect me from them. You know what I mean? He might have been jealous? But...I found out it wasn't the case."

"You had a feeling he was gay, didn't you?"

"Bisexual at least, but you know, I was exploring myself. I came to enjoy girls as well as boys."

LaShawn stuck out his tongue and grinned at her. "Good to know when I decide I want a threeway."

"Yeah...what?"

"Hey, I'm not asking for a relationship or anything. You and I share a lot of things, but we still we need to know one another. So, for the time being, why don't we be friends?"

"Sure!" Linda got up and stretched her arms. "I gotta make a confession. I explored the camp when I hopped into some diner. The owner there was so nice! There was a fry cook there that is clumsy. I like him though. His head felt so soft in my cleavage."

LaShawn kept his comment to himself, though I believe it went on the line of "Lucky Bastard". Linda displayed her breasts without notice as she smirked. "I did mention I loved tropical drinks. I have this kink for Pina Colada."

"You drink them? Aren't you under 21?"

"I'm old enough to drink virgin Pina Colada. Anyway, that woman was so wonderful! She hooked me up with an awesome Pina Colada ice cream! She made it so natural too! Mm! It smelled so good! It might taste even better! It's in my freezer in my cabin. Want to join me?"

"I got nothing better to do. My sister is doing her thing, so why I do me?"

It turned out Linda lived right next door to LaShawn. Linda's cabin number was 322. She opened the door and welcomed LaShawn. The cabin was the same interior wise. He took a quick turn again at the cabin's color. Her cabin was a bright yellow.

"LaShawn?" Linda shook the pint to him. "Wanna lick?"

I guess Pina Colada can be potent in the cream as well as in the drink. After licking the coconut and pineapple combo, LaShawn was on the floor licking Linda! His tongue's movements were like ocean waves to the woman. Some where gentle, others rough. It was the rough ones that drove her pussy mad. Her nipples got erected when his tongue reached her pink button.

"Fuck! LaShawn!" Her Southern drawl came out of her mouth. Her hands waving. She clutched my brother's tight braids, his mouth muffling to her reaction. "You are too much for me! I'm losing it!"

LaShawn looked up at the big titties and her flushed face. He then leaned on his side. He had his boxers on him still and he checked what's underneath them. "Hmm, would you look at that, babe? You are making me crazy down there!"

Linda glanced down as he gave her a peek in his green boxers. She gasped! "Oh GOD! I'm gonna tear from that!"

"Un contraire, ma fille." LaShawn moved his hands to her breasts and squeezed them. Linda screamed out and tightened her clutch as he fondled them with a firm grip. "Your body is tougher than it looks. Sure, your skin is soft, especially right in here." He let go of her left boob and teased her pussy lips with his index. She mumbled and started to lift her knees to kick in the air. "You're sensitive, Linda! But the fact is this part...is strong and flexible."

"But I heard stories- WAH!" She felt his finger going inside of her. Her legs kicked and her hips move side-by-side. Think of her as a turtle that was flipped on its shell and is trying to flip back. You got Linda squirming and flinching. Oh, girl! I feel her pain! Or pleasure in this case. :P

"Old wives' tale." LaShawn penetrated her and her back started to arch. "The vagina is a strong organ. It might tear during childbirth, but this will heal quicker than anything."

"It won't break while your...you're penetrating me?"

"Nah, that's what your lubricants are there. These liquids you're producing now help you prepare for penile penetration." He frowned when he looked up at her. "Of course, this also lubricates itself when it's not consensual. There is a difference between consensual and nonconsensual." He moved down and licked her clitoris again. Linda gave a loud wail and her pussy gripped his finger.

"It's consensual! It's consensual! I'm cumming! I'M CUMMING!" She screamed out. Her boobs must have grown three sizes that day! She felt them brushing her chin as she panted. LaShawn gently pulled his finger out of her. "And I found the A-spot."

"A-spot?" Linda said, her voice trailed off. "I thought you were rubbing my G-spot."

"Well, the G-spot is not in there. It's far more North. In fact, the true G-spot is in your center of your brain. It is that spot that makes us keep focusing on the act at hand."

"How come I'm knowing about this now??"

LaShawn stared into Linda's teal eyes. "It's a new discovery German scientist found earlier this year. It's rather profound that. When the gland in the brain gets triggered, the whole body would focus on sex for hours."

Linda's eyes started to open wide. She had a flashback of Emma giving her the pint of Pina Colada. Before the girl left, Emma have her a warning. "Now remember, Sug, this ice cream is very potent. You'll be good if you eat a couple of bites. But if you eat more than that, then this stuff will make an affect. And this one will be will either be enjoyable or overwhelming." Emma looked around and whispered. "Sometimes, it can be both."

Linda's sudden emotions kicked in when she ate the cream. The tangy yet sweet pineapple, the subtle coconut cream, a hint of spice, all hit her at once. One look at LaShawn, and her body shook. She felt her skin growing hot and damp. Her eyes began to dilate. Her mouth aching for his everything.

For LaShawn, a couple bites from the cream and was attracted to Linda's eyes. Those eyes gave him a tour to her soul. He found her captivating, so mysterious, so full of intrigue. She says she was a homebody, but her insides told him she was adventurous. She wanted to travel everywhere. She would go to the ends of the Earth. He wanted to be with her at that moment.

"Take me?"

"What?" LaShawn asked. Linda brought him back from his soul tour. Linda trembled all over. Her chest bounced with anticipation. She drooled on her chin. "Oh God! You want me, don't you?"

"Hell yes I do!!" Linda opened her arms as LaShawn came back up to her. He settled his head between her pillows and began to suck on them madly. At the same time, he grinded his amethyst staff on her pink topaz tavern. She seethed and hissed as he kept doing so, her juices pouring out. She didn't want this teasing. She could feel the length of the staff on her, but not its girth in her.

"Okay." He said quietly, guiding himself right at Linda's entrance. "I'm going to put it in."

Linda nodded, groping him before he inserted slow into her. She coiled her legs around him as he went deeper. When she could feel him touching her womb, she yelled for mercy. Well, mercy is a wrong word since she didn't feel any pain. LaShawn chuckled. "Well, I hit your A-spot."

"LaShawn, fuck my A-spot! I want you to make me writhe!"

"Thought I was already doing that."

"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!"

LaShawn didn't need to make her yell twice. He leaned up and started to thrust his hips. He felt the velvet on those pink lips of hers. Her voice carried on as he pushed himself in her. He could see her boobs jumping with each pound. He pressed his place between those soft orbs and motor boat them. Holy smoke, that set Linda off right away!

"Wah! Eek!" Those were the only things she could say coherently. Her verbal compacity slurred and twisted as she tried to think about talking dirty. Her body talk helped her speaking out. She made tiny orgasms when LaShawn's tip reached that spot. LaShawn felt like he was stuck in a vise, but a soft, wet vise. Unlike her, his orgasm was nonexistent...yet.

They stopped only to breathe. Linda let her orgasm pass as she loosened her grip on LaShawn. As she panted, LaShawn whispered to her red ear. "So, would you like to take control?"

"Really?"

"Sure, you be on top and do what you want. I love a woman that knows what she wants."

She panted as he got off her. She saw LaShawn lying on his back. Linda always liked to be in control at times. The way she wanted it was surprising. She turned her back to him as she climbed on his muscular body. She gripped his knees as she rubbed her sex on his. She enjoyed the feeling of the tip when it touched those succulent lips. Then she slipped down and let her wet pussy work on his now full-grown shaft.

"How's this, stud?" She asked him, her hips starting to shake. LaShawn laid there groaning as he watched her buck. She had such a killer ass he was hypnotized by it! If he had words, they wouldn't make it past his brain process. All he could do is groan to her sudden movements and enjoy her control.

"I left you speechless, I see." Linda kept bouncing up and down his magnificent member (her words, not mine. If I said that I'd barf a billion times over!) She grinned as she rubbed his thighs. "Not that it matters now! Did I mention you have beautiful thighs? So juicy and toned...a perfect pair if I ever see!"

"I enjoy...seeing...your ass..." LaShawn grunted, his hand groping her ass cheek." Linda moaned over and bent over his knees, moving faster on him. "Dammit! Not too fast, Linda!"

"Don't really care! I need satisfaction! Even if you did climax, I'm never going to stop until I'm content!"

Well, I must say, good people, she was true to her word. After my brother first climax inside of her, she didn't stop. She kept this up for another hour and twenty minutes. How did she make my own brother tired? I guess she had the endurance to tame the bull. Then a again, my brother was full of surprises.

He sat up and groped Linda's breasts, fondling them as he licked the woman's neck. "Come with me."

"What?"

My bro growled and pulled her down above him, his hands still on her boobs. He raised his hips and moved his ferocious cock right inside her, slamming her. Linda made a squeal as he moved under her. She felt him going up and down her insides. His thrusts made her melt like a stick of butter on a hot skillet.

"LaShawn! Please, pound me more!" Linda begged him, her legs wobbling around his. He made a grin and squeezed her boobs, pounding her harder. Some of his seed spilt out of her as he drilled without pause. He grunted as he gave her the movements she craved. When the tip reached her womb, she pierced LaShawn's arms. She made a cry as thunder started to boom at a distance.

Lightning struck outside the cabin as both lovers climaxed. They both panted, red faced and in the pools of their own sweat and sex juices. Linda turned her head to LaShawn, her hand over his cheek. "Hon, what do you say? Sex buds?"

LaShawn's dark eyes tilted to hers, his hand moving to hers. He enjoyed her company and she would be his partner in crime. Perhaps they would even be partners for life later. One might ever know. But for now, he liked the idea of giving her pleasurable needs. "Sure, Linda, sex buds."

"I like that." Linda and LaShawn held hands and stared at the ceiling as they hear the thunder. Linda looked at LaShawn. "Have you ever heard a position 'Full Nelson'?"

LaShawn made a puzzled face. "What? I've heard of a Full Nelson, but not in a sexual pose."

"You want me to teach you about it?" She gave her lover a grin before kissing him hotly. The man beamed. "Well, darling, this Georgia beau is at your service!"

Meanwhile, in my cabin, Rosa and Yuki welcomed me back. The rain started and we entered the kitchen hearing it. We heard other evening noises like frogs and crickets. On occasion we heard a couple of owls. We sat around the table as we looked at our bowls of ice cream.

"So, Kendra." Yuki dipped her spoon into her caramel ice cream. "Do you think your brother is going to enjoy Camp Hattawata?"

"He might. If I heard the grapevine right, then he might be enjoying the taste of it right now."

Rosa grinned and put her smartphone on the table. She put on a tune that made me chuckle. The tune was "Escape" by Rupert Holmes. The girls and started to feel frisky when the song began. Yet as the song played, I thought about my brother and his first day at this camp. Still, I couldn't spoil my own thing. So, the girls and I sang and danced to the song as the rain poured outside our cabin.