The Girls'Club inner circle …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp result )

We school young woman lived in the very rural persona of the Southwest and while the city young woman had their clubs of little girl Scout and Brownies to con about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't much about it we didn't already cognise and for this reason our miss'club were different.

While the metropolis young woman were beginning to maturate, grow hair and breasts, starting talk of the town about that prohibited affair called"S E X"we rural area girls saw it and many experienced it already. It might have been walking a mile to school and two animals in the field were going at it or at shoal, in the pace, during class, we would calculate out and there were two heel enjoying themselves. It sure as shooting broke the sameness of reading old dry storey or multiplication to bet international and see some animal's big putz poke, rutting, into a squawk !

We area girls were more grown up sooner than our city counterparts but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a group and do things…talk about things…so we had clubs which were quite unlike the sentinel or campfire girls.

We would get together on the weekends and take a hike way out in the field with our outing lunch. Sometimes we'd camp by the river…pitch our tents…roll out our bags…cook under the stars…and talk of the town about things…you know the like"S E X"things the city little girl would tickle over we in our club were into the reality of"S E X"right now.

What I'm about to severalize 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 friend in those daylight was the prettiest, sexiest little 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 time, before our camping trip, we were at her house alone…family at the store…Phyllis made us a sandwich and I said we should go into the pace. It was hot this day and we sat on the terrace 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 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 pic star pretty and I'm just ordinary. Why, you could be a star if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this Brobdingnagian and mischievous grin and stood up to model for me, hands on hip joint, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the cast cast 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 set for the couch…they wouldn't even have to demand off your panties."Phyllis said :"I'm not wearing any, Silly."“ That's what I mean. You're a natural."

It got serenity then and our laugh cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the swing, admiring her nakedness, her pretty pussy and her downy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her skin was satiny and her cunt sassing were intumescent and damp. I stood, reached under my little summer dress and pulled off my panties saying :"I'm ready for my sense of hearing !"Phyllis got this howling glint in her eyes…"my eyes are watering,"she said. I stepped to her face 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 swing with my beautiful admirer Phyllis. Feeling her mouth on me and now my helping hand was down her legs to her piano cunt. She was already wet and I leaned in for more touching and feelings…it seemed so born to stroke her, my fingerbreadth 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 hips in speech rhythm to my stroking finger's breadth 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 sieve threshold squeaking undetermined, or the patter of eyetooth feet padding toward us but I got the stupor of the cold barker nose on me…my dress had lifted to my waistline and I knew I was showing myself to"nature"and that"nature"was about to lease its course.

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

"Lift a piddling,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"sports meeting my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two hand holding either side of meat of me and a wet, hot matter flapping, poking my seat, 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 physical structure. Phyllis held my implements of war in hers and began kissing me again as the poking long cock seemed up me at my pharynx mingling with our mouth. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her piano breast and mine a heavenly shock for my lust and I held her fast and inside me built a heat and tingle…my entirely organic structure was blushing and my oral fissure exhaled a gust of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soul 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 terrific long stopcock just a storage. Phyllis was still holding me as my ventilation became normal."I didn't know,"it was my tour to whisper. Then,"Can we work him to camp next time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the answer.

Girls'Club…Chapter 2

School had been out about a calendar week when our lady friend'Club planned an overnight expedition by the creek not far from township. Phyllis and I got together and made our preparations : packing our dish, folding our tents, packing some food for thought for camp, clothing and then we were ready."I'll come by your billet tomorrow and woof you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off home plate. I waved.

That night was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we girlfriend would have…our first night by the creek with a lilliputian campfire and the report we had accumulated during the school 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 camping stuff ; said"good byes"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of sight of my firm matter got exciting."wellspring,"said Phyllis,"what do you fuck about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my lineage rush to my cheeks when I saw Duke, his tongue frame and outing. There he was, tied to a branch."I was hoping Duke would have prison term to get together 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 hr's walk and then we were there in a suspect glen with a short creek making creek randomness. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the fresh water, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from side to side."Do you require to experience a respite before we set up pack ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our bags as pillows and laid down next to each other.

Birds singing, the sounds of the creek, it was still morning and cool and nice. A good 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 panty !"It's so private here,"I said,"so who would demand panties ?"Phyllis took my hand and we laid side by side…private, give, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our foot. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that foresighted tongue 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 crook,"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 tidings, Phyllis lifted her frock to her waist and patted her snatch ; Duke settling down between her ramification. I got on my elbows for a sound expression and Duke scooted faithful to Phyllis, finally reaching out his tongue for a long wet punch. Phyllis lifted her derriere."That first tinge is always great,"she said, putting her custody under her bottom readying for another lap which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the view out there in the wilderness was making me squinch and tactile property pang of jealousy that Duke was anointing her slit, not mine. I reached over to her trunk and petted her hairs and Duke's lingua was licking my hand and everything in the region."Spread my backtalk,"Phyllis said and I reached with my finger, 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 eyes, listening to the Creek and the licking, putting my glossa in Phyllis's back talk. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her tongue was thick in her mouth and I could experience her external respiration tense, her fingerbreadth holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my digit spreading, her body lifting, she was sucking the air from my oral cavity and then affair went very still…holding…then releasing…her hands at her waist with mine and Duke whining his trivial salacious whines…her breather was in my ear, her lingua 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 moments. I pulled her dress to cover her. Our session on the cast couch was finished, for the sentence being.

Girl Scout Camp Physical :

By Sara in collaboration with Roger

On the outset day of camp we were brought into the medical cabin. We had to get our refugee camp strong-arm before we could start the respite of camp. We didn't know what to look as we hadn't been to a pack before. Up to that prison term we had our meeting and refugee camp flame and our female parent were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at clique and with counselors and female parent were back at home…it was exciting to be on our own now at utmost without all the hovering.

Our uniforms were the shades 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 bare underneath…I mean, who would possibly love 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 gravid room"The Doctor of the Church will be here in a minute,"our scout superior told us but, as she told us :"In the meantime 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 brave and pantiless. I felt exceptional that I was among the few. I laid on my table, my little female child scout apparel barely covering my private. The air cooled me and aroused me and I felt an excitement in lying back, waiting for what I knew not. I was soon to determine out as the doc entered our room.

"Well, well,"I heard the doctor exclaim…"what a pin-up group of Young fair sex,"the doc said."I'm sure the interrogation won't take farseeing and you are all obviously in good shape."I waited and felt cool and expect my turn for the examination. I had never been examined before.

She told us to adopt off our blouses and we all did ; then to loosen our skirts and we all did and then the testing began. I looked to my side and saw my protagonist as the doctor passed her deal over their breasts and down their legs, 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 bivouac counselor. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our camp counsel was a moderately woman who wore a unawares bird and I could see her titty as she would slant over us…I saw her inclination over the doctor…I watched…the Doctor's manus disappeared under the counselor's niggling bird as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the doc's hand was and the inner circle counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would befall next. It was soon to notice out.

She was near me now and examining one of my friends…her blouse was open and her breast were bare…the doctor felt her knocker and smiled…my Quaker 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 counsellor and my friends. I felt a unknown new coolness now and waited.

She was at my tabular array and feeling my breasts…my tit were hard and she smiled when I looked at her. She took my deal and pulled me up from the tabular array and the Doctor of the Church and the counselor led me to a belittled elbow room. Now I was scared but good scared. She had singled me out for a special examination I thought. I was right to be"good"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The physician put me on a table 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 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. especial it was."I need to turn back you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her hand 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 advocate's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counselor's hands smoothing me and a gentle shaving…I lifted my body as there were hands all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean and jerk,"the counsellor said to me…I only nodded, in prediction and then…what I had waited for :

"Sweetheart,"said the doctor,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and toothsome daughter Scout…I felt a warmness 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 sentinel and we didn't lecture that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no other word for it…I lifted…my legs opened…my Dr. was licking my cunt…I shook and shook again…I was lifting my tush, her hands were lifting, her fingerbreadth spreading me…I cried out and grunted and cried again, squeezing my peg on her aspect. The counselor was kissing me and put my mitt under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"drama with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my mouth, her manpower playing with my nipples. I felt a unusual heat in my body and nip my legs on the doctor's face…her clapper 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 time lag to be examined again .