The Girls'golf-club Camp …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp events )

We school miss lived in the very rural function of the Southwest and while the city missy had their cabaret of Girl Scouts and hob to learn about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't very much about it we didn't already get it on and for this reason our Girls'Clubs were different.

While the urban center girl were beginning to mature, uprise hair and bosom, starting talking about that preclude thing called"S E X"we rural area fille saw it and many experienced it already. It might bear been walking a mile to schooltime and two animals in the field were going at it or at school, in the K, during class, we would look out and there were two frump enjoying themselves. It sure enough broke the humdrum of reading old dry stories or times to look international and see some creature's big cock poking, rutting, into a gripe !

We area little girl were Thomas More grown up preferably than our city counterparts but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a group and do things…talk about things…so we had baseball club which were quite unlike the scouts or campfire girlfriend.

We would get together on the weekends and take a hike up way out in the champaign with our picnic tiffin. Sometimes we'd camp by the river…pitch our tents…roll out our bags…cook under the stars…and talk about things…you know the same"S E X"matter the city little girl would tickle over we in our Club were into the reality of"S E X"in good order now.

What I'm about to tell you happened a few weeks before one of these outings when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no pressure on us. My just acquaintance in those days was the prettiest, sexy little cleaning lady in the nightclub. Her name was Phyllis. She was not only full of fun but also had a spirit of adventure and was about as uninhibited as one can imagine.

One clock time, before our encampment misstep, we were at her menage alone…family at the store…Phyllis made us a sandwich and I said we should go into the yard. It was hot this day and we sat on the patio to eat. There was a rebuff duck soup which didn't cool us down often and I sat, ate, and looked at her, wishing I could someday be as jolly."You're staring,"Phyllis said."You're just really pretty,"I said,"so why shouldn't I stare ?"“ You're pretty, too,"Phyllis said. I replied :"Maybe so but you are like a Hollywood flick headliner pretty and I'm just average. Why, you could be a star if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this vast and arch smiling and stood up to mold for me, hands on hips, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the cast couch thing, either,"I said."But what if I wanted to be on the couch ?"she joked and sat down on the vacillation, kicking one leg up in the air."Phyllis !"I said :"You're all make for the couch…they wouldn't even have to carry off your panties."Phyllis said :"I'm not wearing any, Silly."“ That's what I mean. You're a natural."

It got quiet then and our laughter cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the lilt, admiring her openness, her pretty pussy and her flossy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her skin was silky and her twat rim were intumescent and damp. I stood, reached under my little summer dress and pulled off my step-in saying :"I'm ready for my sense of hearing !"Phyllis got this wonderful flicker in her eyes…"my eyes are watering,"she said. I stepped to her side and leaned down to calculate in her eye. She pulled my back talk to hers for a long kiss…then another and I was on the swing with my beautiful Quaker Phyllis. Feeling her mouth on me and now my hand was down her ramification to her soft cunt. She was already wet and I leaned in for to a greater extent touching and feelings…it seemed so natural to stroke her, my fingers gliding, spreading her, and her lifting to my touch.

It was all so unwritten and in nature and doing what comes naturally. She lifting her hips in rhythm to my stroking finger and she was whispering in my ear. Now tonguing my ear and I was so involved in just the two us I didn't even notice the screen room access squeaking open, or the spiel of canine tooth understructure padding toward us but I got the shock of the frigid doggie nose on me…my dress had lifted to my waist and I knew I was showing myself to"nature"and that"nature"was about to fill its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our kiss and looked down at the event unfolding at my waist. I looked in her centre and she had this big smile…she watched my nates undulate to the attention I was getting. I asked :"How does that dog bonk how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to sleep together ? Guess."It didn't take much guessing but guessing is not what I wanted to do just then. My cheek was flush and hot along with my bitch and I was despairing for that peculiar freeing like only we young lady can enjoy…I didn't have to expect long.

"Lift a slight,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"meet my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two manus holding either English of me and a wet, hot thing flapping, poking my bottom, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so fix and hot and my lips were puffed and then there was a toothsome insertion thrusting into my hot dead body. Phyllis held my arms in hers and began kissing me again as the thrusting long cock seemed up me at my throat mingling with our lips. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her soft knocker and mine a heavenly cushion for my lustfulness and I held her tight and inside me built a heat and tingle…my whole body was blushing and my mouth exhaled a blast of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soul released in a moving ridge of pleasance and delight and then it was tranquillize again.

I looked at Duke and he was licking himself soft…his rattling recollective rooster just a memory. Phyllis was still holding me as my breathing became normal."I didn't know,"it was my turn to whisper. Then,"Can we fetch him to camp down next time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the answer.

Girls'Club…Chapter 2

School had been out about a week when our Girls'order planned an overnight outing by the creek not far from town. Phyllis and I got together and made our prep : packing our bags, folding our tents, packing some food for camp, clothing and then we were ready."I'll come by your place tomorrow and plectrum you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off home. I waved.

That Night was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we girls would have…our first Nox by the creek with a little campfire and the stories we had accumulated during the school twelvemonth. I had problem sleeping but it was soon light and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our camping stuff ; said"salutary bye-bye"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of mass of my house things got exciting."well,"said Phyllis,"what do you know about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my ancestry rush to my cheeks when I saw Duke, his tongue inning and outing. There he was, tied to a branch."I was hoping Duke would have metre to join us,"I said. Phyllis just nodded and laughed."He can be the life of the party and he'll also protect us just in case."

Then off the three of us went to the camping ground…it was about an hr's walking and then we were there in a shady glen with a niggling creek making brook noises. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the unfermented water system, his fanny wagging, his testis lopping from side to side."Do you want to have a residue before we set up camp ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our bags as pillows and laid down next to each other.

Birds vocalizing, the sounds of the creek, it was still dawning and cool and nice. A good clock time for a rest after our paseo."Are you set up for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"fix"meant…no panties !"It's so individual here,"I said,"so who would necessitate step-in ?"Phyllis took my hand and we laid English by side…private, surface, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our feet. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that longsighted knife hanging to one side dripping from the creek water…I looked at Phyllis and she at me…exchanging smiles…both of us getting wet and hot at just our shared thoughts…naughty, wetting, thoughts !"It's your turn,"I said. She smiled."I wonder which of us Duke prefers…he is a fickle guy !"I said :"But it's your turn."

With those words, Phyllis lifted her wearing apparel to her shank and patted her cunt ; Duke settling down between her legs. I got on my elbows for a better look and Duke scooted snug to Phyllis, finally reaching out his tongue for a long wet punch. Phyllis lifted her butt."That initiative touch is always great,"she said, putting her hands under her bottom readying for another lick which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the scene out there in the wilderness was making me flinch and palpate pangs of jealousy that Duke was anointing her cunt, not mine. I reached over to her body and petted her fuzz and Duke's tongue was licking my hand and everything in the area."gap my brim,"Phyllis said and I reached with my finger's breadth, opening her :"That's it…perfect…Oh God ! That feels so good to have the two of you on me."I kissed her and she held my back talk on her, closing my center, listening to the creek and the drubbing, putting my tongue in Phyllis's mouth. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her knife was thick in her mouth and I could feel her ventilation tense, her fingers holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my finger's breadth spreading, her body lifting, she was sucking the air from my rima oris and then things went very still…holding…then releasing…her hands at her waist with mine and Duke whining his minuscule lustful whines…her breath was in my ear, her tongue in my ear and her legs flailing and then she stopped and relaxed.

She whispered :"Thank you…thank you…that was good…gooood."The three of us lay there quietly, regaining our grass as all grass had left us in those moments. I pulled her frock to cover her. Our seance on the casting couch was finished, for the metre being.

missy pathfinder Camp Physical :

By Sara in collaboration with Roger

On the first day of camp we were brought into the medical exam cabin. We had to get our camp physical before we could take up the respite of camp. We didn't know what to expect as we hadn't been to a camp before. Up to that time we had our coming together and bivouac fervour and our mother were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at ingroup and with counselors and mothers were back at home…it was exciting to be on our own now at last without all the hovering.

Our uniforms were the shades of green and brownness and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem lines. I have to say…please don't tell anyone…but I was nude underneath…I mean value, who would possibly know that I wore no panties…I loved the feeling of the cooling air and not being restricted, though when I sat or squatted I was careful not to"show."

So in we all went for our physicals. I was almost the last into the large room"The doctor will be here in a second,"our watch master told us but, as she told us :"In the meanwhile everyone lie down on the tables."We did so. I noticed all the other little girl were lying down. I could see they all, or almost all, had on their scanty. Only a few of us were hardy and pantiless. I felt special that I was among the few. I laid on my table, my little girlfriend lookout dress barely covering my crotch. The air cooled me and aroused me and I felt an exhilaration in lying back, waiting for what I knew not. I was soon to get out as the doctor entered our room.

"Well, well,"I heard the doctor exclaim…"what a lovely group of young womanhood,"the doctor said."I'm sure the examination won't take retentive and you are all obviously in good shape."I waited and felt cool and anticipated my turn for the interrogatory. I had never been examined before.

She told us to take off our blouses and we all did ; then to undo our doll and we all did and then the examinations began. I looked to my side and saw my ally as the doctor passed her bridge player over their breast and down their wooden leg, over their panties, and wondered what she would do with me without step-in. At one distributor point as she came near me she called over our camp down counselor. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our bivouac counselor was a pretty fair sex who wore a scant skirt and I could see her chest as she would tend over us…I saw her lean over the doctor…I watched…the doctor's bridge player disappeared under the counselor's piddling skirt as she leaned over and her bottom of the inning undulated…I knew where the Doctor's deal was and the ingroup counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would encounter next. It was soon to find out.

She was near me now and examining one of my friends…her blouse was exposed and her chest were bare…the doc felt her breasts and smiled…my friend squirmed as the doctor massaged her breast and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"o.k."meant but I was beginning to feel"ticket"just watching her and the counsellor and my friends. I felt a unknown new chilliness now and waited.

She was at my tabular array and feeling my breasts…my nipples were hard and she smiled when I looked at her. She took my hand and pulled me up from the table and the doctor and the counselor led me to a small room. Now I was scared but proficient scared. She had singled me out for a especial examination I thought. I was rightfield to be"good"scared for an test I would never forget.

The physician put me on a table in the room and I laid back."You are a especial one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing panties,"she asked. I shook my head."That way I don't have to postulate them off for my exam, do I ?"she said and I nodded again not knowing what would be next but hoping it would be special. Special it was."I need to check you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her hands were at my branch and also on my breasts.

"Your nipples are hard,"she said, her manpower examining me…"Why do you think that is ?"she asked. I nodded again hoping this was only the beginning…"Do you have a razor ?"she asked the counselor…I looked and saw a razor in the counselor-at-law's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counsellor's hands smoothing me and a gentle shaving…I lifted my body as there were deal all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the counselor said to me…I only nodded, in prevision and then…what I had waited for :

"Sweetheart,"said the doctor,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful char and luscious young woman Scout…I felt a warmth on my body…"Oh my God,"I said. There was a mouth on me…licking my cunt…I know I shouldn't use that word…I was a Scout and we didn't talk that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no early word for it…I lifted…my legs opened…my doctor was licking my cunt…I shook and shook again…I was lifting my bottom, her hands were lifting, her digit spreading me…I cried out and grunted and cried again, squeezing my leg on her face. The counselor was kissing me and put my helping hand under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"Play with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my mouth, her custody playing with my nipples. I felt a strange heat in my body and squeezed my legs on the doc's face…her natural language sent me wild…I was shaking all over. Then it was over and I went back with the other scouts.

I had been examined and couldn't time lag to be examined again .