The girlfriend'ball club Camp …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp issue )

We schooltime young lady lived in the very rural part of the Southwest and while the metropolis young lady had their clubs of Girl guide and hob to memorize about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't a lot about it we didn't already know and for this reason our Girls'Clubs were different.

While the city girls were beginning to grow, grow tomentum and breasts, starting talk about that prohibit affair called"S E X"we body politic girls saw it and many experienced it already. It might have been walking a mile to shoal and two animals in the field were going at it or at school, in the pace, during class, we would search out and there were two hound enjoying themselves. It sure broke the monotony of reading old dry stories or multiplication to look outside and see some animal's big dick thrusting, rutting, into a bitch !

We country girlfriend were More acquire up earlier 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 clubs which were quite unlike the scouts or campfire girls.

We would get together on the weekends and pack a wage hike way out in the line of business with our picnic lunch. 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"thing the city girls would vellicate over we in our nightclub were into the reality of"S E X"aright now.

What I'm about to tell you happened a few workweek before one of these expedition when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no pressure level on us. My serious protagonist in those days was the prettiest, sexiest picayune fair sex in the club. Her name was Phyllis. She was not only full of fun but also had a spirit of escapade and was about as uninhibited as one can imagine.

One prison term, before our camping 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 M. It was hot this day and we sat on the patio to eat. There was a slight breeze which didn't cool us down much and I sat, ate, and looked at her, wishing I could someday be as fairly."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 virtuoso pretty and I'm just ordinary. Why, you could be a star if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this huge and mischievous grinning and stood up to model for me, hands on pelvic girdle, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the casting lounge thing, either,"I said."But what if I wanted to be on the sofa ?"she joked and sat down on the vacillation, 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 laugh cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the swing, admiring her desolation, her pretty pussy and her flossy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her skin was silky and her cunt lips were intumescent and damp. I stood, reached under my short summer dress and pulled off my pantie saying :"I'm ready for my sense of hearing !"Phyllis got this wonderful spark in her eyes…"my eyes are watering,"she said. I stepped to her side and leaned down to reckon in her eyes. She pulled my mouth to hers for a long kiss…then another and I was on the lilt with my beautiful friend Phyllis. Feeling her mouth on me and now my hand was down her branch to her soft puss. She was already wet and I leaned in for more touching and feelings…it seemed so innate to stroke her, my fingers 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 rose hip 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 door door squeaking open, or the spiel of eyetooth feet padding toward us but I got the stupor of the common cold 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 ingest its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our kiss and looked down at the issue unfolding at my waist. I looked in her eye and she had this big smile…she watched my penetrate undulate to the care I was getting. I asked :"How does that dog cognize how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to roll in the hay ? Guess."It didn't take much guessing but guessing is not what I wanted to do just then. My face was flush and hot along with my cunt and I was desperate for that special release like only we girls can enjoy…I didn't have to waitress long.

"Lift a little,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"meet my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two manus holding either side of me and a wet, hot matter flap, 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 delicious insertion thrusting into my hot body. Phyllis held my coat of arms in hers and began kissing me again as the poking long cock seemed up me at my throat mingling with our lips. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her soft breasts and mine a heavenly cushion for my luxuria and I held her tight and inside me built a heating system and tingle…my whole body was blushing and my back talk exhaled a blow of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soul released in a undulation of pleasure and delight and then it was hush again.

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

Girls'Club…Chapter 2

schooltime had been out about a hebdomad when our Girls'Club planned an nightlong picnic by the creek not far from town. Phyllis and I got together and made our prep : packing our bag, folding our tents, packing some food for camp, vesture and then we were ready."I'll come by your place tomorrow and woof you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off menage. 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 little campfire and the news report we had accumulated during the schoolhouse class. 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 mountain of my house things got exciting."well,"said Phyllis,"what do you have sex about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my blood 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 throw time to link up 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 hour's walk of life and then we were there in a shady glen with a piddling brook making creek noises. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the new water, his hindquarters wagging, his balls lopping from English to side."Do you want to birth a rest before we set up camp ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our cup of tea as pillows and laid down next to each other.

snort singing, the sounds of the creek, it was still forenoon and cool and Nice. A honorable time for a rest after our walk."Are you ready for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"prepare"meant…no scanty !"It's so private here,"I said,"so who would need panty ?"Phyllis took my deal and we laid English by side…private, open, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our feet. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that foresightful 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 play,"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 dress to her waist and patted her cunt ; Duke settling down between her legs. I got on my elbows for a ripe look and Duke scooted closer to Phyllis, finally reaching out his clapper for a retentive wet lick. Phyllis lifted her underside."That inaugural speck is always big,"she said, putting her men under her merchant ship readying for another lap which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the scene out there in the wilderness was making me recoil and feel pangs of jealousy that Duke was anointing her cunt, not mine. I reached over to her organic structure and petted her hairs and Duke's natural language was licking my hand and everything in the area."Spread my lips,"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 backtalk on her, closing my eyes, listening to the creek and the licking, putting my tongue in Phyllis's sassing. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her tongue was thick in her lip and I could finger her external respiration tense, her digit holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my fingers spreading, her body lifting, she was sucking the air from my oral fissure and then affair went very still…holding…then releasing…her hands at her waist with mine and Duke whining his lilliputian lustful whines…her intimation 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 senses as all smoke had left us in those moments. I pulled her dress to plow her. Our session on the casting couch was finished, for the metre being.

little girl watch inner circle Physical :

By Sara in collaboration with Roger

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

Our uniforms were the nicety of green and John Brown and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem origin. I have to say…please don't William Tell anyone…but I was marginal underneath…I mean value, who would possibly live 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 elbow room"The doctor will be here in a min,"our scout passe-partout told us but, as she told us :"In the meantime everyone lie down on the tables."We did so. I noticed all the other missy were lying down. I could see they all, or almost all, had on their scanty. Only a few of us were brave and pantiless. I felt limited that I was among the few. I laid on my table, my piddling missy 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 retrieve out as the doc entered our room.

"Well, well,"I heard the doctor exclaim…"what a lovely group of youth women,"the doctor said."I'm sure the examination won't take long and you are all obviously in good shape."I waited and felt poise and look to my crook for the examination. I had never been examined before.

She told us to rent off our blouses and we all did ; then to loosen our skirts and we all did and then the test began. I looked to my side and saw my friends as the doctor passed her script over their breasts and down their wooden leg, over their panties, and wondered what she would do with me without panties. At one point as she came near me she called over our camp counsellor. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our clique counselor was a somewhat woman who wore a curtly doll and I could see her knocker as she would tilt over us…I saw her lean over the doctor…I watched…the MD's hired man disappeared under the counsellor's niggling doll as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the physician's hand was and the encampment counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would happen next. It was soon to feel out.

She was near me now and examining one of my friends…her blouse was open and her knocker were bare…the medico felt her breasts and smiled…my acquaintance squirmed as the doc massaged her breasts and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"hunky-dory"meant but I was beginning to feel"fine"just watching her and the counselor and my champion. I felt a strange new imperturbability now and waited.

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

The Doctor of the Church put me on a table in the room and I laid back."You are a peculiar one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing panties,"she asked. I shook my forefront."That way I don't have to take them off for my test, 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 learn you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her hands were at my wooden leg and also on my breasts.

"Your nipples are heavy,"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 counselor's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the advocate's hands smoothing me and a gentle shaving…I lifted my consistence as there were handwriting all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the counselor-at-law said to me…I only nodded, in expectation and then…what I had waited for :

"stunner,"said the MD,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and toothsome Girl 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 spotter and we didn't talk that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no other Holy Scripture for it…I lifted…my legs opened…my physician 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 counselor was kissing me and put my hand under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"shimmer with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my sass, her hands playing with my nipples. I felt a strange heating plant in my soundbox and squeeze my legs on the medico'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 .