The girl'nine encampment …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp issue )

We school young lady lived in the very rural office of the SW and while the city girls had their club of Girl Scouts and brownie to larn about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't much about it we didn't already know and for this rationality our female child'order were different.

While the city young lady were beginning to mature, grow hair and titty, starting lecture about that verboten thing called"S E X"we country miss saw it and many experienced it already. It might consume been walking a Roman mile to school and two animate being in the field were going at it or at school, in the yard, during class, we would look out and there were two dog-iron enjoying themselves. It sure broke the monotony of reading old dry write up or multiplication to look outside and see some animate being's big pecker thrusting, rutting, into a bitch !

We commonwealth miss were more develop up sooner than our city counterparts but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a mathematical group and do things…talk about things…so we had lodge which were quite unlike the lookout or campfire miss.

We would get together on the weekends and take a hike way out in the theater of operations with our snap lunches. Sometimes we'd camp by the river…pitch our tents…roll out our bags…cook under the stars…and public lecture about things…you know the Same"S E X"affair the metropolis girlfriend would tickle over we in our Club were into the world of"S E X"right 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 best protagonist in those 24-hour interval was the prettiest, sexiest petty adult female in the club. 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 time, before our encampment trip, we were at her sign of the zodiac alone…family at the store…Phyllis made us a sandwich and I said we should go into the cubic yard. It was hot this day and we sat on the patio to eat. There was a slight breeze which didn't cool us down very much and I sat, ate, and looked at her, wishing I could someday be as pretty."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 movie adept pretty and I'm just ordinary. Why, you could be a star if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this Brobdingnagian and pixilated smile and stood up to model for me, hands on hips, twirling about and we got to laughing.

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

It got quietly then and our laughter cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the swing, admiring her nudity, her pretty pussy and her downlike hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her pelt was silky and her bitch sass were intumescent and damp. I stood, reached under my short summer garb and pulled off my panties saying :"I'm ready for my audition !"Phyllis got this terrific glint in her eyes…"my heart are watering,"she said. I stepped to her side and leaned down to count in her centre. She pulled my backtalk to hers for a long kiss…then another and I was on the swing with my beautiful champion Phyllis. Feeling her sassing on me and now my hired man was down her peg to her soft cunt. She was already wet and I leaned in for more touching and feelings…it seemed so born to stroke her, my fingers gliding, spreading her, and her lifting to my touch.

It was all so ad-lib and in nature and doing what comes naturally. She lifting her pelvis in rhythm to my stroking fingerbreadth and she was whispering in my ear. Now tonguing my ear and I was so mired in just the two us I didn't even notice the screen door squeaking open, or the patter of eye tooth groundwork padding toward us but I got the shock of the insensate doggy nose on me…my clothes had lifted to my waist and I knew I was showing myself to"nature"and that"nature"was about to take its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our candy kiss and looked down at the upshot unfolding at my waist. I looked in her center and she had this big smile…she watched my bottom undulate to the attending I was getting. I asked :"How does that dog know how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to get laid ? Guess."It didn't take a lot guess but guessing is not what I wanted to do just then. My boldness was hot flash and hot along with my cunt and I was desperate for that exceptional liberation like only we fille can enjoy…I didn't have to wait long.

"rise a petty,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"meet my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two paws holding either side of me and a wet, hot matter flutter, poking my bottom, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so ready and hot and my lips were puffed and then there was a toothsome insertion thrusting into my hot consistence. Phyllis held my blazonry in hers and began kissing me again as the thrusting longsighted cock seemed up me at my throat mingling with our lips. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her indulgent breast and mine a heavenly cushion for my lust and I held her fuddled and inside me built a heat and tingle…my whole body was blushing and my mouth exhaled a blow of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my someone released in a wave of pleasure and delight and then it was quiet again.

I looked at Duke and he was licking himself soft…his wonderful long hammer just a retention. 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 next time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the answer.

young lady'Club…Chapter 2

schooltime had been out about a workweek when our female child'clubhouse planned an overnight pleasure trip by the brook not far from townsfolk. Phyllis and I got together and made our preparations : packing our purse, folding our collapsible shelter, packing some food for camp, article of clothing and then we were prepare."I'll come by your place tomorrow and pick you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off home. I waved.

That Nox was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we girls would have…our first dark by the creek with a picayune campfire and the fib we had accumulated during the schoolhouse year. I had trouble sleeping but it was soon light and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our encampment stuff ; said"good byes"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of mass of my menage things got exciting."well,"said Phyllis,"what do you cognize about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my blood kick to my face when I saw Duke, his tongue frame 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 company and he'll also protect us just in case."

Then off the three of us went to the camping ground…it was about an minute's pass and then we were there in a shady glen with a little brook making Creek noise. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the sweet water system, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from position to side."Do you need to receive a rest before we set up camp ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our dish as pillows and laid down adjacent to each other.

hiss singing, the sound of the creek, it was still morning and sang-froid and nice. A trade good time for a eternal rest after our walk."Are you gear up for the casting sofa ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"ready"meant…no panties !"It's so private here,"I said,"so who would need panties ?"Phyllis took my bridge player and we laid side by side…private, receptive, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our feet. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that long tongue hanging to one slope 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 Good Book, Phyllis lifted her dress to her waist and patted her cunt ; Duke settling down between her legs. I got on my elbow joint for a better look and Duke scooted closer to Phyllis, finally reaching out his tongue for a tenacious wet lick. Phyllis lifted her tush."That first spot 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 picture out there in the Wilderness was making me flinch and feel pang of jealousy that Duke was anointing her slit, not mine. I reached over to her body and petted her whisker and Duke's glossa was licking my manus and everything in the area."spread head my lip,"Phyllis said and I reached with my fingers, opening her :"That's it…perfect…Oh God ! That feels so practiced to induce the two of you on me."I kissed her and she held my mouth on her, closing my middle, listening to the creek and the licking, putting my clapper in Phyllis's mouth. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her tongue was thick in her mouth and I could feel her breathing tense, her finger's breadth holding my hair's-breadth tight, still hearing Duke at employment on her, my finger spreading, her body lifting, she was sucking the air from my mouth and then things went very still…holding…then releasing…her helping hand at her waist with mine and Duke whining his trivial lubricious whines…her breath was in my ear, her clapper in my ear and her peg 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 sense as all weed had left us in those mo. I pulled her frock to pass over her. Our session on the casting couch was finished, for the fourth dimension being.

young lady Scout Camp Physical :

By Sara in collaboration with Roger

On the number one day of camp we were brought into the aesculapian cabin. We had to get our camp down strong-arm before we could start the repose of camp. We didn't know what to bear as we hadn't been to a pack before. Up to that fourth dimension we had our meetings and pack fires and our mothers were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at camp and with counselor-at-law and mothers were back at home…it was exciting to be on our own now at close without all the hovering.

Our uniforms were the subtlety of green and brown and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem lines. I have to say…please don't tell anyone…but I was unsheathed underneath…I mean, 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 moment,"our scout master told us but, as she told us :"In the meantime everyone lie down on the tables."We did so. I noticed all the other girl were lying down. I could see they all, or almost all, had on their panties. Only a few of us were brave and pantiless. I felt special that I was among the few. I laid on my board, my little young woman scout dress barely covering my privates. 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 find out as the doctor entered our room.

"fountainhead, well,"I heard the Doctor exclaim…"what a lovely grouping of unseasoned women,"the MD said."I'm sure the examination won't take retentive and you are all obviously in dependable shape."I waited and felt nerveless and counter my act for the interrogation. I had never been examined before.

She told us to take off our blouses and we all did ; then to loosen our dame and we all did and then the examination began. I looked to my side and saw my supporter as the doctor passed her hands over their breasts and down their legs, over their panties, and wondered what she would do with me without panty. At one dot as she came near me she called over our camp pleader. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our camp counsellor was a pretty fair sex who wore a scant skirt and I could see her bosom as she would incline over us…I saw her list over the doctor…I watched…the doctor's hand disappeared under the counselor's little skirt as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the doctor's manus was and the refugee camp counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would happen next. It was soon to find out.

She was near me now and examining one of my friends…her blouse was surface and her knocker were bare…the doctor felt her breasts and smiled…my friend squirmed as the doctor massaged her breasts and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"alright"meant but I was beginning to sense"okay"just watching her and the counselor and my friends. I felt a unknown new coolness now and waited.

She was at my table and feeling my breasts…my teat were hard and she smiled when I looked at her. She took my paw and pulled me up from the table and the doctor and the counselor led me to a small room. Now I was scared but beneficial scared. She had singled me out for a special examination I thought. I was ripe to be"good"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The doctor put me on a board in the room and I laid back."You are a special one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing panties,"she asked. I shook my head."That way I don't have to ask them off for my examination, do I ?"she said and I nodded again not knowing what would be future but hoping it would be special. Special it was."I need to insure you out,"said the Dr.. I nodded as her custody were at my wooden leg and also on my breasts.

"Your mammilla are hard,"she said, her hands 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 counsel's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counselor's hands smoothing me and a gentle shaving…I lifted my eubstance as there were men all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the counsellor said to me…I only nodded, in anticipation and then…what I had waited for :

"Sweetheart,"said the Dr.,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and luscious lady friend 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 of the town that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no early word for it…I lifted…my legs opened…my medico was licking my cunt…I shook and shook again…I was lifting my buns, her handwriting were lifting, her finger's breadth spreading me…I cried out and grunted and cried again, squeezing my legs on her typeface. The counselor was kissing me and put my handwriting under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"dramatic play with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my mouthpiece, her handwriting playing with my mamilla. I felt a strange heat in my body and bosom my stage on the doctor's face…her tongue 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 wait to be examined again .