The Girls'cabaret cantonment …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before pack upshot )

We shoal girls lived in the very rural part of the southwestern United States and while the city daughter had their clubs of Girl sentinel and hob to learn about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't very much about it we didn't already know and for this reason our missy'Clubs were different.

While the city girls were beginning to mature, grow hair and knocker, starting talk about that forbidden thing called"S E X"we country girls saw it and many experienced it already. It might experience been walking a statute mile to school and two animals in the field were going at it or at school, in the yard, during course of study, we would look out and there were two dogs enjoying themselves. It sure broke the sameness of reading old dry stories or multiplication to appear outside and see some animal's big cock thrusting, rutting, into a beef !

We country young lady were to a greater extent grown up rather than our metropolis counterparts but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a radical and do things…talk about things…so we had gild which were quite unlike the lookout man or campfire girls.

We would get together on the weekends and look at a hike way out in the arena with our picnic dejeuner. 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 thrill over we in our Club were into the reality of"S E X"right now.

What I'm about to tell you happened a few calendar week before one of these jaunt when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no pressure on us. My honest supporter in those solar day was the prettiest, sexiest little womanhood in the order. Her epithet 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 tenting trip-up, we were at her planetary house alone…family at the store…Phyllis made us a sandwich and I said we should go into the one thousand. It was hot this day and we sat on the patio to eat. There was a rebuff breeze which didn't cool us down 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 huge and mischievous smile and stood up to model for me, hands on hip, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the casting redact 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 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 lilt, admiring her nakedness, her moderately pussy and her downy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her pelt was silky and her puss lips were puffy and deaden. I stood, reached under my little summer dress and pulled off my step-in saying :"I'm ready for my audition !"Phyllis got this wonderful flicker in her eyes…"my eyes are watering,"she said. I stepped to her position and leaned down to look in her optic. She pulled my mouth to hers for a farsighted kiss…then another and I was on the swing with my beautiful champion Phyllis. Feeling her mouth on me and now my hand was down her peg to her easygoing snatch. 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 spontaneous and in nature and doing what comes naturally. She lifting her pelvic girdle in rhythm to my stroking digit and she was whispering in my ear. Now tonguing my ear and I was so necessitate in just the two us I didn't even notice the screen door room access squeaking loose, or the patter of cuspid pes padding toward us but I got the shock absorber of the cold-blooded doggie nozzle on me…my attire had lifted to my waist and I knew I was showing myself to"nature"and that"nature"was about to postulate its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our osculation and looked down at the issue unfolding at my waist. I looked in her eyes and she had this big smile…she watched my rear end undulate to the attention I was getting. I asked :"How does that dog know how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to lie with ? Guess."It didn't take much dead reckoning 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 exceptional going like only we girls can enjoy…I didn't have to waitress long.

"rise a little,"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 back talk were puffed and then there was a luscious insertion thrusting into my hot body. Phyllis held my arms in hers and began kissing me again as the thrusting long putz seemed up me at my pharynx mingling with our lips. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her flabby white meat and mine a heavenly shock absorber for my luxuria and I held her smashed and inside me built a heating plant and tingle…my completely soundbox was blushing and my rima oris exhaled a blast of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my individual released in a wave of delight and delight and then it was quiet again.

I looked at Duke and he was licking himself soft…his fantastic retentive dick just a store. Phyllis was still holding me as my respiration became normal."I didn't know,"it was my turn to whisper. Then,"Can we bring him to camp following time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the answer.

Girls'Club…Chapter 2

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

That night was very stimulate as I thought about all the fun we girls would have…our first Night by the creek with a little campfire and the story we had accumulated during the school day twelvemonth. I had trouble sleeping but it was soon low-cal and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our encampment stuff and nonsense ; said"safe byes"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of good deal of my house things got exciting."wellspring,"said Phyllis,"what do you bed about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my blood boot to my brass when I saw Duke, his tongue inning and outing. There he was, tied to a limb."I was hoping Duke would have time to join us,"I said. Phyllis just nodded and laughed."He can be the living 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 minute's walk of life and then we were there in a shadowy glen with a little creek making Creek dissonance. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the fresh water, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from side to side."Do you want to stimulate a rest before we set up camp ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a mantle out and used our bags as pillows and laid down next to each other.

snort telling, the sounds of the creek, it was still morning and sang-froid and nice. A just time for a rest after our walk."Are you ready for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"cook"meant…no pantie !"It's so private here,"I said,"so who would involve step-in ?"Phyllis took my hand and we laid side by side…private, afford, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our invertebrate foot. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that hanker lingua hanging to one incline 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 partake thoughts…naughty, wetting, idea !"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 apparel to her waist and patted her cunt ; Duke settling down between her legs. I got on my elbows for a well look and Duke scooted close-fitting to Phyllis, finally reaching out his tongue for a long wet lick. Phyllis lifted her rump."That inaugural 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 shot out there in the wilderness was making me wince and feel pangs of jealousy that Duke was anointing her bitch, not mine. I reached over to her soundbox and petted her hair and Duke's glossa was licking my deal and everything in the area."Spread my sassing,"Phyllis said and I reached with my fingerbreadth, 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 oral fissure on her, closing my oculus, listening to the creek and the licking, putting my tongue in Phyllis's mouth. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her tongue was thick in her mouth and I could finger her external respiration tense, her fingers holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at study on her, my finger's breadth spreading, her soundbox lifting, she was sucking the air from my oral fissure and then affair went very still…holding…then releasing…her deal at her shank with mine and Duke whining his little lustful whines…her breathing spell 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 sensory faculty had left us in those bit. I pulled her dress to address her. Our session on the molding couch was finished, for the fourth dimension being.

Girl Scout Camp Physical :

By Sara in collaboration with Roger

On the first day of cantonment we were brought into the medical cabin. We had to get our encamp strong-arm before we could begin the rest of camp. We didn't know what to require as we hadn't been to a clique before. Up to that clock time we had our encounter and camp fires and our female parent were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at camp and with counselors and female parent were back at home…it was exciting to be on our own now at live without all the hovering.

Our uniforms were the shades of green and Robert 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 bare underneath…I mean, who would possibly lie with that I wore no panties…I loved the look 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 net into the tumid way"The doctor will be here in a mo,"our sentinel 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 little 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 table, my short girl scout wearing apparel 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 see out as the doctor entered our room.

"well, well,"I heard the doctor exclaim…"what a adorable chemical group of Loretta Young adult female,"the medico said."I'm sure the examination won't take long and you are all obviously in upright shape."I waited and felt cool and anticipate my turn for the test. I had never been examined before.

She told us to bring off our blouses and we all did ; then to loose our skirts and we all did and then the scrutiny began. I looked to my face and saw my acquaintance as the doctor passed her hands over their tit and down their pegleg, over their pantie, and wondered what she would do with me without panty. At one peak as she came near me she called over our camp advocate. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our coterie counsel was a pretty woman who wore a short annulus and I could see her breasts as she would be given over us…I saw her lean over the doctor…I watched…the doctor's handwriting disappeared under the counselor's little skirt as she leaned over and her posterior undulated…I knew where the Doctor's hand was and the cantonment advocate 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 open and her breasts were bare…the physician 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"fine"meant but I was beginning to feel"fine"just watching her and the counsel and my Quaker. I felt a strange new coolness now and waited.

She was at my table 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 pleader led me to a small room. Now I was scared but good scared. She had singled me out for a limited examination I thought. I was right to be"adept"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The doctor put me on a table in the room and I laid back."You are a limited one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing panties,"she asked. I shook my head."That way I don't have to aim 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. limited it was."I need to agree you out,"said the Doctor. I nodded as her manpower were at my stage and also on my breasts.

"Your tit are punishing,"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 counsellor's deal smoothing me and a aristocratic shaving…I lifted my body as there were work force all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean and jerk,"the counsellor said to me…I only nodded, in anticipation and then…what I had waited for :

"knockout,"said the medico,"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 oral cavity 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 former news 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 finger spreading me…I cried out and grunted and cried again, squeezing my legs on her face. The counselor was kissing me and put my paw under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"free rein with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my back talk, her hands playing with my nipple. I felt a strange heating in my consistency and squeezed 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 early scouts.

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