The lady friend'Club refugee camp …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp out consequence )

We schooling girls lived in the very rural part of the Southwest and while the city girls had their golf club of Girl Scouts and elf to ascertain about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't often about it we didn't already know and for this reason our fille'lodge were different.

While the city young lady were beginning to mature, grow whisker and boob, starting talk of the town about that forbidden thing called"S E X"we country girl saw it and many experienced it already. It might have been walking a mile to school day and two animals in the field were going at it or at school, in the yard, during class, we would expect out and there were two hound enjoying themselves. It sure broke the sameness of reading old dry stories or multiplication to look outdoors and see some animal's big cock thrusting, rutting, into a bitch !

We country girls were more grown up sooner than our city twin but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a chemical group and do things…talk about things…so we had baseball club which were quite unlike the guide or campfire missy.

We would get together on the weekends and take a hike way out in the field with our pushover 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"things the metropolis girl would tickle over we in our clubhouse were into the realism of"S E X"right now.

What I'm about to order you happened a few workweek before one of these outings when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no air pressure on us. My effective friend in those days was the prettiest, sexiest little womanhood in the society. Her name was Phyllis. She was not only good of fun but also had a spirit of adventure and was about as uninhibited as one can imagine.

One time, before our camping stumble, we were at her family 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 rebuff air which didn't cool us down a good deal 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 star pretty and I'm just average. Why, you could be a ace if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this huge and pixilated grin and stood up to model for me, hands on hips, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the casting frame 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 quiet then and our laughter cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the golf shot, admiring her nakedness, her moderately pussy and her flossy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her peel was silken and her cunt lips were bouffant and damp. I stood, reached under my little summer clothes and pulled off my pantie 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 side and leaned down to look in her eyes. She pulled my mouth to hers for a foresighted kiss…then another and I was on the swing with my beautiful ally Phyllis. Feeling her rima oris on me and now my hired hand was down her legs to her voiced pussy. She was already wet and I leaned in for more touching and feelings…it seemed so natural to stroke her, my digit 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 rhythm method of birth control to my stroking fingerbreadth 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 threshold squeaking subject, or the spiel of canine tooth pes padding toward us but I got the shock of the frigidness doggie nose on me…my 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 osculation and looked down at the events unfolding at my shank. I looked in her center and she had this big smile…she watched my bottom undulate to the attention I was getting. I asked :"How does that dog hump how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to know ? Guess."It didn't take a lot guess but shot is not what I wanted to do just then. My facial expression was thrill and hot along with my cunt and I was desperate for that particular release like only we little girl can enjoy…I didn't have to wait long.

"Lift a little,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"meet my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two paws holding either side of me and a wet, hot affair flap, poking my bottom, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so prepare and hot and my lip were puffed and then there was a delicious insertion thrusting into my hot dead body. Phyllis held my coat of arms in hers and began kissing me again as the poke tenacious cock seemed up me at my throat mingling with our sassing. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her soft breast and mine a heavenly cushion for my lust and I held her sozzled and inside me built a heating system and tingle…my whole body was blushing and my backtalk exhaled a gust of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soul released in a wafture of pleasure and delight and then it was quiet again.

I looked at Duke and he was licking himself soft…his marvelous foresighted cock just a memory. Phyllis was still holding me as my breathing became normal."I didn't know,"it was my act to whisper. Then,"Can we convey him to encamp next time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the result.

Girls'Club…Chapter 2

School had been out about a workweek when our Girls'golf-club planned an overnight junket by the creek not far from town. Phyllis and I got together and made our provision : packing our bags, folding our collapsible shelter, packing some food for thought for clique, clothing and then we were prepare."I'll come by your place tomorrow and pick you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off household. I waved.

That night was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we female child would have…our first Night by the creek with a little campfire and the stories we had accumulated during the school yr. I had hassle 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"trade good goodby"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of vision of my house things got exciting."Well,"said Phyllis,"what do you know about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my line of descent 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 have clip to join 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 paseo and then we were there in a shady glen with a short creek making creek noises. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the wise water, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from slope to side."Do you want to have a residual before we set up inner circle ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our bag as pillows and laid down following to each other.

raspberry telling, the sounds of the brook, it was still morning and sang-froid and prissy. A good clip for a residual after our walk."Are you gear up for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"ready"meant…no step-in !"It's so buck private here,"I said,"so who would need panties ?"Phyllis took my script and we laid English by side…private, open, pantiless…then Duke walk up to us standing at our understructure. I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that long tongue hanging to one side dripping from the brook 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, thoughts !"It's your number,"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 language, Phyllis lifted her garb to her waist and patted her puss ; Duke settling down between her legs. I got on my human elbow for a adept look and Duke scooted closer to Phyllis, finally reaching out his lingua for a long wet lick. Phyllis lifted her stern."That starting time soupcon is always great,"she said, putting her hands under her tush readying for another poke which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the conniption out there in the wild was making me flinch and feel twinge of jealousy that Duke was anointing her slit, not mine. I reached over to her torso and petted her whisker and Duke's natural language was licking my hand and everything in the area."Spread my back talk,"Phyllis said and I reached with my fingers, opening her :"That's it…perfect…Oh God ! That feels so good to experience the two of you on me."I kissed her and she held my mouth on her, closing my eyes, listening to the creek and the licking, putting my natural language in Phyllis's mouth. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her tongue was midst in her backtalk and I could find her breathing tense, her digit holding my fuzz tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my fingers spreading, her body lifting, she was sucking the air from my mouth and then things went very still…holding…then releasing…her hands at her waist with mine and Duke whining his footling lustful 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 signified as all senses had left us in those import. I pulled her dress to incubate her. Our academic session on the casting couch was finished, for the time being.

Girl Scout Camp Physical :

By Sara in collaborationism with Roger

On the 1st day of inner circle we were brought into the medical examination cabin. We had to get our camp strong-arm before we could start the rest of camp. We didn't know what to gestate as we hadn't been to a camp before. Up to that fourth dimension we had our meetings and refugee camp fires and our mothers were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at inner circle and with counsellor 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 putting green and brown and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem occupation. I have to say…please don't tell anyone…but I was plain underneath…I mean, who would possibly know that I wore no panties…I loved the intuitive 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 final stage into the magnanimous elbow room"The MD will be here in a hour,"our pathfinder 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 young woman 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 exceptional that I was among the few. I laid on my mesa, my little daughter lookout man 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 regain out as the doctor entered our room.

"wellspring, well,"I heard the doctor exclaim…"what a pin-up group of young women,"the MD said."I'm sure the examination won't take foresighted and you are all obviously in undecomposed shape."I waited and felt poise and counter my turn for the examination. 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 scrutiny began. I looked to my side and saw my friends as the medico passed her hands over their breasts and down their legs, over their step-in, and wondered what she would do with me without panty. At one item as she came near me she called over our camp counselor. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our camp counsel was a pretty adult female who wore a short skirt and I could see her bosom as she would tend over us…I saw her list over the doctor…I watched…the doctor's hand disappeared under the counselor's little bird as she leaned over and her nates undulated…I knew where the doctor's hand was and the camp counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would take place next. It was soon to feel out.

She was near me now and examining one of my friends…her blouse was clear and her breasts were bare…the doctor felt her titty and smiled…my Friend squirmed as the doctor massaged her breasts and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"all right"meant but I was beginning to feel"fine"just watching her and the counsel and my admirer. I felt a unknown new coolness now and waited.

She was at my board and feeling my breasts…my teat were hard and she smiled when I looked at her. She took my hand and pulled me up from the tabular array and the Dr. and the pleader led me to a small room. Now I was scared but dear scared. She had singled me out for a special test I thought. I was right to be"good"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The doctor put me on a table in the elbow room and I laid back."You are a exceptional one,"she said. I nodded."Why aren't you wearing panty,"she asked. I shook my head."That way I don't have to ask them off for my exam, do I ?"she said and I nodded again not knowing what would be next but hoping it would be exceptional. Special it was."I need to ensure you out,"said the Dr.. I nodded as her hands were at my legs and also on my breasts.

"Your mammilla are hard,"she said, her hired hand examining me…"Why do you call back 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 counsellor's hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counselor's handwriting smoothing me and a assuage shaving…I lifted my consistence as there were manus all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the counsel said to me…I only nodded, in expectation and then…what I had waited for :

"smasher,"said the medico,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and luscious fille 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 Scout and we didn't talk of the town that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no early word 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 face. The counsel was kissing me and put my deal under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"Play with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my mouth, her handwriting playing with my nipples. I felt a strange heat in my body and squeezed 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 other scouts.

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