To Ramon's cabin

"Since we're just outside my cabin, why don't we check it out first?" Ramon asked.

"Sounds good!" Bria said cheerfully. The naked blonde beauty queen followed the young black man around to the front of the cabin, which looked very old and run-down. The front door was rusty and nearly falling off its hinges, which gave Bria second thoughts about entering.

However, she didn't want to be rude to Ramon, so she followed him up the wooden steps, where he held the front door open for her. "Ladies first," he said, and Bria stepped into the dank, dark confines of the cabin. As Ramon walked behind her, he stared at her juicy white ass and licked his lips, tugging at his shorts to ease the discomfort of his growing erection. "This is my cabin," Ramon said as they walked down the hallway, which contained no lights except for the sun from the windows. They passed a small room off to the right with a small television and a few chairs. "That's just the rec room. We don't use it very often," Ramon said.

Ramon and Bria approached another wooden staircase. "Up there?" Bria asked, pointing.

"Yeah, that's where the bedrooms are. Let's go check them out," Ramon said, inching ever closer to Bria and forcing her up the steps. As Bria carefully walked up the wooden steps, Ramon bent down to check out Bria's pussy from behind.

They reached the top of the stairs, and on either side of the hallway were bedrooms filled with several bunk beds. "This is where all the campers sleep," Ramon explained.

"How do all of you fit in here?" Bria asked as they approached another staircase.

Ramon shrugged. "We're used to it," he said. "We've all been in jail before." Bria continued down the hallway to another pair of bedrooms on either side of the hall. "To the right is my bed," Ramon said, placing a big black hand on Bria's shoulder and turning her body toward the bedroom. "Go on in." Bria gulped and walked into the bedroom.

The bedroom was ugly and shabby like everything else in the cabin. The walls and floor were all wood, with four bunkbeds crammed into the tiny room and one small white window on the far wall. Ramon walked past Bria and jumped onto the top bunk of the bunkbed in the far corner of the room. "This is my bed," Ramon said. "I like being on the top bunk."

Bria walked over and sat down on the bed underneath Ramon's. "Yeah, I don't think I would like being on the bottom!" Bria said nervously. "I don't know how you sleep here, Ramon! This place is such a dump!"

"It's not so bad," Ramon said, lying back on his bed. "You get used to the beds and the rooms. The great times you have here at Camp Cocker are worth it."

Bria lay down on the bed underneath Ramon's, somewhat tired and worn out from her eventful day. "Who sleeps in this bed, Ramon?"

"That's where my buddy Tyrone sleeps," Ramon said, chuckling. "We call him 'Big Dick' Tyrone. He's a great guy."

Bria's eyes grew in size as she heard about the man named Big Dick Tyrone. Then she suddenly remembered that all of the campers here at Camp Cocker were criminals, which made her even more frightened about her current predicament. "Say, Ramon, you said everyone at Camp Cocker had been in jail. What were you in jail for?"

"A bunch of bullshit!" Ramon said, suddenly sounding very angry and scaring Bria. "There was this hot white bitch Bethany at my high school, right? Long blonde hair, big old titties, tiny waist, thick ass, she looked like a fucking Barbie doll. Anyway, I wanted a piece of that ass for so long, and finally, senior year, after she got drunk at a party, she took me back to her place and we started fucking. Greatest pussy I had ever fucked, too, but then her fucking racist dad came home and caught us, my big black cock balls deep in his sweet little princess's tight white pussy. And of course, her dad being this big shot Republican congressman couldn't let his daughter be known as a nigger fucker, so he accused me of **** and got her to testify against me. Eventually, I had to cop a plea to a lesser charge so I wouldn't get locked up forever, so I ended up serving a few months and being **** to do community service."

"How was jail?" Bria asked, becoming more and more nervous.

"It wasn't so bad, I guess," Ramon said. "Most of the black guys there viewed me as some sort of hero. And now I'm at Camp Cocker, where I have a lot of fun." Bria couldn't see above her, but by now, Ramon had removed his shorts and was steadily stroking his massive manhood.