Cold Shower

You have to do the smart thing. Masturbating in a place where anyone could walk in will just get you into trouble.

Your erection can't handle the cold water, and pretty soon you're cleaned up and ready to get on with your life.

Unfortunately it's crazy hot, and you're sweating again as soon as you go outside. It doesn't cool off at all when the sun goes down here, but you still have an appetite. It's been a long day of training, and you are starving.

The dining hall is already full of girls. You check in with your coach, then get food and look for a place to sit. Most of the girls you've met have been really nice, but you don't have any friends here. Even though this camp is in America, there aren't very many American girls, and none from your university. Lots of these girls don't speak English at all.

You are just glad to be done for the day. You are sore and tired.

You see Adella, the girl from Barcelona. She is surrounded by girls and they're having a lot of fun at that table. Riona is over there, with her huge boobs bulging in a tight top.

You see Beth, the slim British girl talking to some girls you don't know. One of them is Duni, from Kenya. You like those two, and they both speak English.

But your eyes are inevitably drawn to Ingrid. The Swedish girl with some others. You don't understand how you can have this much of a crush on someone you haven't met. She is so beautiful that it's killing you. You have met pretty blondes before, but never anyone like her.

You wish you were brave enough to go over there. Maybe you are.

Julieta, the small French defender, comes up to you with her own food.

She says something in French. You don't understand. She talks some more.

"Okay," you say, and follow her to a table. This must be what she wants. She looks really happy to sit with you. Julieta is petite, but you have seen her coach, and she is gorgeous.

The French girl chatters away in French. You listen to her while you stare at Ingrid.

Viti comes to your table and sits down. She's from India. Viti isn't much taller than Julieta, but she has more curves.

She speaks English, so you have someone to talk to.

"There's beef in that," you tell her.

"It is all right." She doesn't care. "Have you been invited to the pond?"

"What?" This is the first you have heard of it.

Viti shoots a glance at Adella. "Some of them are going to swim tonight."

The coaches aren't going to like that.

"Nobody invited me," you say. It kind of hurts your feelings.

"You can still go," Viti tells you.

"Are you going?"

She shakes her head. "I have to rest. I am sore."

"Me too."

Viti is in your cabin. So is Julieta. So you won't be totally alone there tonight if all the cool girls are going to go swim. They both seem really nice. You want to be friendly, but you're afraid of them discovering your secret.

After you eat, you have to sit through a lecture from some of the coaches about the camp and what you'll be doing for the next few weeks. It takes almost an hour, and you are as bored as everyone else. All the other girls are whispering about the pond, but you aren't going. You want to be around girls in swimsuits, but you also don't want to be around them. You won't be able to have fun if you're turned on the whole time.

So you go back to the cabin, and it's not long before the girls are getting ready to sneak out. It's hard to be in the cabin. Some of the European girls are very open with their bodies, and there is a lot of nudity. They are changing clothes and showering.

One girl in a towel bends over to go through her bag, and you have a perfect view of her from behind. It makes your knees weak. You climb up to an upper bunk and close your eyes. These girls have no idea how much they are torturing you.

More than half of them leave to go to the pond. Viti, Julieta, and a couple others stay to go to bed.

Ingrid is one of the ones who stays, and you open one eye to admire her bare legs as she walks around in a t-shirt before climbing into her bed. You wish you could talk to her.

Julieta stands by your bed and talks to you in French for a while. You don't look at her either because she is just wearing panties and a tank top. She has tiny breasts, but pokey nipples. You try to think about math.

When the lights are out, you lie on your top bunk and wonder how you will make it through this camp. It's hard to hide your secret at home, and way harder here. These girls are killing you.

Especially Ingrid. She's already asleep on her side on the lower bunk next to yours, so you can easily look down at her. She looks like an angel.

But she's having a bad dream and moving in her sleep. You hope she's okay. She looks so sweet.

She turns onto her back and the sheet slips off her so you can see her white cotton panties. Your cock immediately swells at the sight of her smooth skin and round hips.

She puts her hand on her stomach, still sleeping. You are on your front, and your painfully hard cock is smushed against your mattress.

You watch in disbelief as her hand slips down her front and into her panties.

Your Swedish angel is masturbating in her sleep. Anyone who looks is going to see her.