The Girls'Club clique …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp events )

We school girls lived in the very rural part of the southwestern United States and while the city little girl had their clubs of Girl Scouts and Brownies to get word about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't lots about it we didn't already know and for this reason our Girls'Clubs were different.

While the city daughter were beginning to grow, grow hair and tit, starting talk about that forbidden matter called"S E X"we country girls saw it and many experienced it already. It might give been walking a Roman mile to school and two brute 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 hot dog enjoying themselves. It for sure broke the monotony of reading old dry stories or multiplication to look outside and see some carnal's big cock poke, rutting, into a bitch !

We country girls were more rise up rather than our city twin but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a group and do things…talk about things…so we had lodge which were quite unlike the scouts or campfire female child.

We would get together on the weekends and pack a hike way out in the theatre of operations with our picnic dejeuner. Sometimes we'd encampment 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"things the city girls would vellicate over we in our Club were into the reality of"S E X"right now.

What I'm about to separate you happened a few workweek before one of these sashay when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no press on us. My best friend in those days was the prettiest, sexiest petty fair sex 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 metre, before our camping tripper, we were at her mansion 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 cinch which didn't poise us down much and I sat, ate, and looked at her, wishing I could someday be as moderately."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 wizard pretty and I'm just ordinary. Why, you could be a genius if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this huge and mischievous smile and stood up to mould for me, hands on rose hip, 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 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 tranquil then and our laughter cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the baseball swing, admiring her nakedness, her moderately slit and her downy haircloth but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her tegument was silky and her puss sass were puffy and moistness. I stood, reached under my short summertime dress and pulled off my panty saying :"I'm ready for my auditory modality !"Phyllis got this grand spark in her eyes…"my eyes are watering,"she said. I stepped to her side and leaned down to look in her eyes. She pulled my mouth to hers for a long kiss…then another and I was on the cut with my beautiful friend Phyllis. Feeling her mouth on me and now my hand was down her legs to her soft cunt. She was already wet and I leaned in for Thomas More touch and feelings…it seemed so born 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 hip in calendar method to my stroking fingers 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 canid metrical unit padding toward us but I got the jolt of the cold-blooded pooch nose on me…my wearing apparel 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 kiss and looked down at the events unfolding at my waist. I looked in her eyes and she had this big smile…she watched my bottom 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 live ? Guess."It didn't take practically guessing but guessing is not what I wanted to do just then. My aspect was flush and hot along with my pussy and I was desperate for that especial liberation like only we miss can enjoy…I didn't have to wait long.

"Lift a footling,"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 flapping, poking my bottom, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so ready and hot and my brim were puffed and then there was a delicious insertion thrusting into my hot body. Phyllis held my arms in hers and began kissing me again as the jab long hammer seemed up me at my throat mingling with our back talk. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her diffuse breasts and mine a heavenly cushion for my lust and I held her soaked and inside me built a heat and tingle…my unscathed organic structure was blushing and my back talk exhaled a gust of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soul released in a wave of pleasure and pleasure and then it was subdued again.

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

girlfriend'Club…Chapter 2

school had been out about a week when our Girls'club planned an overnight junket by the creek not far from town. Phyllis and I got together and made our preparations : packing our dish, folding our tent, packing some food for coterie, clothing and then we were gear up."I'll come by your place tomorrow and cream you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off household. I waved.

That nighttime was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we young lady would have…our first night by the creek with a little campfire and the stories we had accumulated during the schoolhouse yr. I had difficulty sleeping but it was soon light and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our tenting stuff ; said"good byes"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of sight of my house affair got exciting."Well,"said Phyllis,"what do you know about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my blood rush to my brass when I saw Duke, his natural language inning and outing. There he was, tied to a subdivision."I was hoping Duke would have sentence to connect us,"I said. Phyllis just nodded and laughed."He can be the spirit of the political 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 60 minutes's walk and then we were there in a shady glen with a little creek making creek interference. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the unused water, his tail wagging, his globe lopping from side to side."Do you want to have a rest before we set up encampment ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our bagful as pillows and laid down next to each other.

razzing singing, the sounds of the brook, it was still break of the day and cool and decent. A safe time for a rest after our pass."Are you set up for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"prepare"meant…no scanty !"It's so common soldier here,"I said,"so who would need panties ?"Phyllis took my helping hand and we laid side of meat by side…private, open, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our fundament. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that long tongue hanging to one English 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 mercurial guy !"I said :"But it's your turn."

With those speech, Phyllis lifted her dress to her waist and patted her cunt ; Duke settling down between her legs. I got on my elbows for a better facial expression and Duke scooted closer to Phyllis, finally reaching out his glossa for a long wet lick. Phyllis lifted her ass."That get-go speck is always peachy,"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 wild was making me flinch and smell sting of green-eyed monster that Duke was anointing her cunt, not mine. I reached over to her body and petted her whisker and Duke's lingua was licking my helping hand and everything in the area."Spread my lips,"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 mouth on her, closing my eyes, listening to the brook and the thrashing, putting my tongue in Phyllis's oral fissure. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her lingua was thick in her mouth and I could feel her respiration tense, her finger holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my fingers spreading, her consistency lifting, she was sucking the air from my mouth and then things went very still…holding…then releasing…her hands at her shank with mine and Duke whining his little libidinous 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 senses as all sentience had left us in those import. I pulled her wearing apparel to hide her. Our session on the casting couch was finished, for the clock time being.

lady friend Scout 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 forcible before we could start up the rest of inner circle. We didn't know what to carry as we hadn't been to a camp before. Up to that time we had our meetings and camp fires and our mothers were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at encampment and with counselor-at-law and mother 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 dark-green and chocolate-brown and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem strain. I have to say…please don't tell anyone…but I was bare 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 deliberate 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 instant,"our pathfinder 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 girls were lying down. I could see they all, or almost all, had on their panty. Only a few of us were fearless and pantiless. I felt special that I was among the few. I laid on my tabular array, my little girl talent scout wearing apparel barely covering my private parts. 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.

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

She told us to direct off our blouses and we all did ; then to undo our annulus and we all did and then the examinations began. I looked to my side and saw my supporter as the Doctor of the Church passed her hands over their breasts and down their legs, over their panties, and wondered what she would do with me without scanty. At one breaker point as she came near me she called over our bivouac counselor. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our camp counselor was a pretty fair sex who wore a short skirt and I could see her tit as she would tip over us…I saw her lean over the doctor…I watched…the doctor's hand disappeared under the counselor-at-law's fiddling skirt as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the doctor's hand was and the camp counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would materialise next. It was soon to obtain out.

She was near me now and examining one of my friends…her blouse was open and her breasts 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"fine"meant but I was beginning to find"fine"just watching her and the counsel and my friends. I felt a strange new frigidity 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 handwriting and pulled me up from the mesa and the medico and the counsel led me to a pocket-size room. Now I was scared but good scared. She had singled me out for a extra examination I thought. I was right to be"good"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The doctor put me on a mesa in the way and I laid back."You are a extra one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing panties,"she asked. I shook my head."That way I don't have to take 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 check you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her paw were at my legs and also on my breasts.

"Your nipples 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 pleader's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counselor's hands smoothing me and a lenify shaving…I lifted my body as there were workforce all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the counselor said to me…I only nodded, in anticipation and then…what I had waited for :

"peach,"said the doc,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and luscious young lady Scout…I felt a fondness 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 guide and we didn't talk that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no former parole 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 fingers spreading me…I cried out and grunted and cried again, squeezing my legs on her boldness. 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 back talk, her workforce playing with my mamilla. I felt a strange heat in my body and nip my stage on the doctor's face…her lingua sent me wild…I was shaking all over. Then it was over and I went back with the former scouts.

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