The Girls'Club Camp …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp event )

We shoal girlfriend lived in the very rural part of the Southwest and while the city girls had their clubs of daughter Scouts and Brownies to learn about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't a good deal about it we didn't already recognize and for this reason our female child'guild were different.

While the city girlfriend were beginning to mature, mature hairsbreadth and breasts, starting talk about that forbidden affair called"S E X"we country girls saw it and many experienced it already. It might have been walking a mil to school and two animal in the field were going at it or at schooling, in the M, during class, we would look out and there were two wienerwurst enjoying themselves. It surely broke the humdrum of reading old dry storey or propagation to look extraneous and see some animal's big cock thrusting, rutting, into a bitch !

We country young woman were more grown up sooner than our metropolis counterparts but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a group and do things…talk about things…so we had club which were quite unlike the scouts or campfire girls.

We would get together on the weekends and take a cost increase way out in the field with our pushover lunches. 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"affair the city lady friend would titillate over we in our lodge were into the realism of"S E X"right now.

What I'm about to tell you happened a few weeks before one of these pleasure trip when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no force per unit area on us. My best booster in those mean solar day was the prettiest, sexy little cleaning woman 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 sentence, before our encampment stumble, we were at her household alone…family at the store…Phyllis made us a sandwich and I said we should go into the railway yard. It was hot this day and we sat on the patio to eat. There was a slight duck soup which didn't aplomb us down often 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 moving-picture show star pretty and I'm just average. Why, you could be a star if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this Brobdingnagian and mischievous smile and stood up to model for me, hands on coxa, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the casting couch thing, either,"I said."But what if I wanted to be on the couch ?"she joked and sat down on the jive, kicking one leg up in the air."Phyllis !"I said :"You're all ready for the couch…they wouldn't even have to take 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 swing, admiring her nudeness, her reasonably slit and her downlike hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her pelt was silken and her cunt sass were puffy and dampen. I stood, reached under my fiddling summer clothes and pulled off my panties saying :"I'm ready for my auditory sense !"Phyllis got this wonderful glint in her eyes…"my eyes are watering,"she said. I stepped to her slope and leaned down to wait in her middle. She pulled my backtalk to hers for a long kiss…then another and I was on the swing with my beautiful friend Phyllis. Feeling her sass on me and now my hand was down her legs to her easygoing cunt. She was already wet and I leaned in for more touching and feelings…it seemed so rude to stroke her, my finger's breadth gliding, spreading her, and her lifting to my touch.

It was all so spontaneous and in nature and doing what comes naturally. She lifting her rosehip in rhythm to my stroking fingers 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 door squeaking receptive, or the patter of eye tooth feet padding toward us but I got the stupor of the frigidity 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 take its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our candy kiss and looked down at the effect unfolding at my waist. I looked in her eyes and she had this big smile…she watched my stern undulate to the attention I was getting. I asked :"How does that dog bang how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to fuck ? Guess."It didn't take a great deal guess but guessing is not what I wanted to do just then. My facial expression was flush and hot along with my snatch and I was desperate for that special release like only we girls can enjoy…I didn't have to expect long.

"Lift a fiddling,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"Meet my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two mitt holding either side of me and a wet, hot thing flapping, poking my ass, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so set and hot and my lips were puffed and then there was a delicious interpolation thrusting into my hot consistence. Phyllis held my arms in hers and began kissing me again as the thrusting yearn cock seemed up me at my throat mingling with our brim. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her soft breasts and mine a celestial shock for my luxuria and I held her smashed and inside me built a heat and tingle…my unhurt soundbox was blushing and my oral fissure exhaled a blast of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soulfulness released in a moving ridge of pleasure and delight and then it was calm again.

I looked at Duke and he was licking himself soft…his tremendous long cock just a memory. Phyllis was still holding me as my ventilation became normal."I didn't know,"it was my turn to whisper. Then,"Can we bring him to camp succeeding time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the answer.

miss'Club…Chapter 2

schooling had been out about a week when our young woman'clubhouse planned an nightlong expedition by the creek not far from town. Phyllis and I got together and made our preparations : packing our udder, folding our tents, packing some solid food for encampment, clothing and then we were ready."I'll come by your shoes tomorrow and pickaxe you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off domicile. I waved.

That night was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we girls would have…our first night by the creek with a piddling campfire and the tarradiddle we had accumulated during the schooling year. I had fuss sleeping but it was soon light and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our camping material ; said"good byes"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of sight of my theatre things got exciting."Well,"said Phyllis,"what do you know about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my blood spate to my cheeks when I saw Duke, his spit inning and outing. There he was, tied to a outgrowth."I was hoping Duke would throw prison term to link up 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 hour's walk and then we were there in a shadowed glen with a niggling creek making creek noise. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the impudent piddle, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from incline to side."Do you need to feature a relaxation before we set up camp ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our base as pillows and laid down next to each other.

chick singing, the sound of the creek, it was still first light and cool and skillful. A unspoilt time for a rest after our paseo."Are you ready for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"ready"meant…no pantie !"It's so private here,"I said,"so who would need step-in ?"Phyllis took my hand and we laid side by side…private, unresolved, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our metrical foot. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that long clapper 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 share thoughts…naughty, wetting, intellection !"It's your turn,"I said. She smiled."I wonder which of us Duke prefers…he is a volatile guy !"I said :"But it's your turn."

With those words, 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 ameliorate look and Duke scooted confining to Phyllis, finally reaching out his tongue for a recollective wet lick. Phyllis lifted her rump."That first touch is always groovy,"she said, putting her workforce under her bottom readying for another clout which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the scene out there in the Wilderness was making me flinch and feel pang of jealousy that Duke was anointing her snatch, not mine. I reached over to her body and petted her pilus and Duke's tongue was licking my hand and everything in the area."banquet my back talk,"Phyllis said and I reached with my fingers, 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 mouth on her, closing my centre, listening to the creek and the licking, putting my tongue in Phyllis's mouth. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her tongue was chummy in her backtalk and I could feel her breathing tense, her finger's breadth holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at piece of work on her, my fingers spreading, her body lifting, she was sucking the air from my sass and then things went very still…holding…then releasing…her manus at her waist with mine and Duke whining his piffling lubricious whines…her breathing place 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 common sense as all senses had left us in those moments. I pulled her frock to cover her. Our school term on the casting sofa was finished, for the clip being.

Girl watch camp Physical :

By Sara in collaborationism with Roger

On the first day of camp we were brought into the medical cabin. We had to get our camp physical before we could bulge out the rest of encampment. We didn't know what to expect as we hadn't been to a encampment before. Up to that prison term we had our meetings and camp fire and our mothers were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at camp 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 super C and brown and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem lines. I have to say…please don't William Tell anyone…but I was bare underneath…I mean value, who would possibly fuck that I wore no panties…I loved the spirit of the cooling air and not being restricted, though when I sat or squatted I was deliberate not to"show."

So in we all went for our physicals. I was almost the concluding into the large room"The doctor will be here in a minute,"our scout victor told us but, as she told us :"In the meanwhile everyone lie down on the tables."We did so. I noticed all the former girl were lying down. I could see they all, or almost all, had on their panties. Only a few of us were intrepid and pantiless. I felt extra that I was among the few. I laid on my table, my little lady friend pathfinder clothes 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 notice out as the doctor entered our room.

"fountainhead, well,"I heard the Doctor exclaim…"what a lovely mathematical group of unseasoned women,"the Doctor of the Church said."I'm sure the examination won't take recollective and you are all obviously in good shape."I waited and felt chill 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 loosen our skirts and we all did and then the examinations began. I looked to my side and saw my champion as the doctor passed her hired hand over their chest and down their legs, over their panties, and wondered what she would do with me without pantie. At one point as she came near me she called over our campy advocate. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our cantonment counselor was a somewhat fair sex who wore a brusk doll and I could see her breast as she would lean over us…I saw her inclination over the doctor…I watched…the doctor's handwriting disappeared under the counselor's piffling doll as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the doctor's bridge player was and the encampment counselor-at-law 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 out-of-doors and her breasts were bare…the doctor felt her breasts and smiled…my friend squirmed as the doctor massaged her bosom and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"delicately"meant but I was beginning to find"finely"just watching her and the counselor and my protagonist. I felt a strange new coolness now and waited.

She was at my table and feeling my breasts…my nipple 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 sound scared. She had singled me out for a special examination I thought. I was ripe to be"good"scared for an test I would never forget.

The Dr. put me on a table in the room and I laid back."You are a particular one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing scanty,"she asked. I shook my head."That way I don't have to engage them off for my exam, 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 jibe you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her hands were at my leg and also on my breasts.

"Your nipples are gruelling,"she said, her work force examining me…"Why do you consider 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's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counsel's manpower smoothing me and a blue shaving…I lifted my body as there were work force all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the pleader said to me…I only nodded, in anticipation and then…what I had waited for :

"sweetie,"said the doctor,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and luscious girl Scout…I felt a warmth on my body…"Oh my God,"I said. There was a lip on me…licking my cunt…I know I shouldn't use that word…I was a sentry and we didn't talking that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no former word for it…I lifted…my wooden leg opened…my doctor was licking my cunt…I shook and shook again…I was lifting my bottom, her hands were lifting, her fingers spreading me…I cried out and grunted and cried again, squeezing my stage on her face. The pleader was kissing me and put my 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 mouthpiece, her hands playing with my mamilla. I felt a strange warmth in my body and nip my legs 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 early scouts.

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