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If the Suit Fits...

Big Ed Magusson


If the Suit Fits…

A Summer Camp Swingers Story

Big Ed Magusson

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If the Suit Fits…

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Welcome to Summer Camp Swingers!

If you’re not familiar with Nick Scipio’s Summer Camp Swingers universe, boy do you have a treat ahead of you! The main story follows Paul Hughes as he comes of age in a world of nudism and swinging and is over a million words long and counting. You can find the main story through Nick’s site and his Patreon.

With such a large world, there’s plenty of room for side stories. This is follows Chris Coulter’s adventures with Erin and takes place in early June 1983. If you’re interested in more of my work, you can find the bulk of Chris Coulter’s adventures at my site, Big Ed’s Place, or at my Patreon.

If the Suit Fits…

Chris paused outside Leah’s bedroom door and grinned. She stood nude at the side of her bed, holding two bikinis, one black and one red. She studied them like they were interview transcripts.

“What?” she said when she saw him.

“You know we’re going to camp, right?” he said, pointing at the suits.

“I still need to wear bottoms.”

“Mmmm, why?”

She turned and ran one hand down her stomach and over her mound. Her bare mound. “I’m not going to stop shaving.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Even though you’re not going to see Mark all summer?”

“I don’t do it for him.” She wiggled her fingers at the top of her slit and looked up at him and shivered. “I love how sensitive I am.”

“Ah.” He shifted, uncomfortably aware of his growing desire, but not quite able to pull his eyes away.

“Oh! I forgot. Pictures!”

He furrowed his brow.

“The ones we took before Prom? The special ones?”


“Mark loved them! Can we take more before we leave? So he can look at them over the summer? Maybe some really special ones?”

“I’m not sure those were a good idea.”

“But these are for Mark,” she wheedled. “Not because I’m trying to, you know, seduce you or anything.”

Yeah, right. That was unlikely. But she could be telling the truth.

“It won’t take long.” She cupped her breasts. “He wants a picture of my boobs.”

He set his jaw and shook his head.

“Please, Dad?” She clasped her hands and bounced on her toes, the same way she’d done when she was five. “Please?”

“I still need to get my own packing done, Pumpkin.”

“It’ll just take a minute.”

“What about asking your mom? Or Erin?”

She pouted. “I can’t ask Mom. You know that. And Erin’s at the mall. She has to buy a new swim suit.” She rolled her eyes. “Beth says the one she got last week is too skimpy.”

“Oh.” I wonder what ‘too skimpy’ means.

“C’mon, Dad. You gotta! They’re for Mark. I swear!” She struck a pose that was straight out of a showgirls’ lineup. Then she arched her back just enough to push her breasts out.

She did look sexy, Chris thought. And desirable, and eminently fuckable. His dick started to stiffen. It has no conscience.

“I can’t, Pumpkin,” he said, thinking quickly. “I… um… I have to go to the mall too. I need to pick up a few things before we leave.”

She dropped her pose and crossed her arms under her breasts.

“Sorry,” he said, “I know you’re disappointed. But if you really need them today, why not ask your mom?” He looked at his watch and feigned irritation. “I’d better go.”

He practically bolted down the hall before she could reply.

In the car, Chris took a deep breath. Coward. Why not just tell her ‘no, it’s inappropriate,’ like last time? Why run away?


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