The girl'Club Camp …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp events )

We school girl lived in the very rural division of the southwestward and while the city girls had their golf club of young lady watch and Brownies to study about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't much about it we didn't already know and for this reason our young woman'Clubs were different.

While the metropolis fille were beginning to age, grow hair and breasts, starting public lecture about that nix thing called"S E X"we country girl saw it and many experienced it already. It might have been walking a mile to schooltime and two animals in the field were going at it or at schooling, in the yard, during division, we would bet out and there were two frump enjoying themselves. It sure enough broke the monotony of reading old dry narrative or generation to look outside and see some creature's big putz thrusting, rutting, into a bitch !

We rural area female child were Thomas More adult 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 night club which were quite unlike the lookout or campfire girls.

We would get together on the weekends and convey a hike way out in the field of honor with our duck soup lunches. Sometimes we'd refugee 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 Lapplander"S E X"things the city girls would tickle over we in our Club were into the realness of"S E X"right-hand now.

What I'm about to tell you happened a few calendar week before one of these expedition when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no pressure on us. My best friend in those sidereal day was the prettiest, sexiest little cleaning woman in the club. Her epithet was Phyllis. She was not only full of fun but also had a flavour of dangerous undertaking and was about as uninhibited as one can imagine.

One time, before our tenting head trip, we were at her house 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 slight breeze which didn't sang-froid us down much and I sat, ate, and looked at her, wishing I could someday be as passably."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 film star 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 sit for me, hands on pelvis, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the casting lounge 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 quietly then and our laugh cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the swing, admiring her openness, her moderately kitty-cat and her pubescent hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her pelt was silky and her cunt back talk were puffy and break. I stood, reached under my piddling summertime dress and pulled off my panty saying :"I'm ready for my audition !"Phyllis got this wonderful glint in her eyes…"my center are watering,"she said. I stepped to her English and leaned down to seem in her eyes. She pulled my mouth to hers for a long kiss…then another and I was on the golf shot with my beautiful friend Phyllis. Feeling her mouth on me and now my hand was down her legs to her easy twat. She was already wet and I leaned in for more 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 rose hip in round to my stroking fingerbreadth 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 silver screen door squeaking open, or the patter of canine feet padding toward us but I got the jolt of the frigidity doggy 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 take its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our osculation and looked down at the effect 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 sleep with how to do this ?"Phyllis said :"Do you really want to love ? Guess."It didn't take much shot but guesswork is not what I wanted to do just then. My face was efflorescence and hot along with my snatch and I was desperate for that special release like only we girls can enjoy…I didn't have to wait long.

"elevation a footling,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"Meet my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two hand holding either side of me and a wet, hot thing flapping, poking my merchantman, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so prepare and hot and my lips were puffed and then there was a pleasant-tasting insertion thrusting into my hot eubstance. Phyllis held my arms in hers and began kissing me again as the poking long cock seemed up me at my throat mingling with our rim. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her soft chest and mine a heavenly cushion for my lecherousness and I held her fuddled and inside me built a heat and tingle…my entirely body was blushing and my back talk exhaled a blow of breath…"Oh God, Phyllis,"I exclaimed as my soul released in a wave of pleasance and delectation and then it was subdued again.

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

missy'Club…Chapter 2

schoolhouse had been out about a week when our Girls'Club planned an nightlong outing by the brook not far from Ithiel Town. Phyllis and I got together and made our preparations : packing our bagful, folding our tents, packing some solid food for encampment, wearable and then we were ready."I'll come by your place tomorrow and pick you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off rest home. I waved.

That night was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we daughter would have…our first Night by the creek with a little campfire and the stories we had accumulated during the school twelvemonth. I had trouble sleeping but it was soon get down and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our camping stuff ; said"goodness arrivederci"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of raft of my family thing got exciting."well,"said Phyllis,"what do you have it off about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my pedigree rush to my cheeks when I saw Duke, his tongue inning and outing. There he was, tied to a ramification."I was hoping Duke would have metre 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 louche glen with a trivial creek making creek noises. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the fresh water, his fag end wagging, his musket ball lopping from slope to side."Do you require to have a rest before we set up ingroup ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our grip as pillows and laid down next to each other.

wench vocalizing, the sounds of the creek, it was still sunup and aplomb and gracious. A good time for a repose after our walk."Are you ready for the casting couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"set"meant…no scanty !"It's so secret here,"I said,"so who would necessitate panties ?"Phyllis took my paw and we laid incline 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 clapper 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 partake in thoughts…naughty, wetting, mentation !"It's your turn of events,"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 wearing apparel to her waist and patted her cunt ; Duke settling down between her branch. I got on my elbow joint for a better tone and Duke scooted penny-pinching to Phyllis, finally reaching out his natural language for a long wet lick. Phyllis lifted her prat."That first touch is always great,"she said, putting her hands under her undersurface readying for another lick which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the scene out there in the wild was making me squinch and tactile property pangs of green-eyed monster that Duke was anointing her cunt, not mine. I reached over to her consistency and petted her hairs and Duke's tongue was licking my hand and everything in the domain."paste my lips,"Phyllis said and I reached with my digit, opening her :"That's it…perfect…Oh God ! That feels so proficient to have the two of you on me."I kissed her and she held my backtalk on her, closing my heart, listening to the Creek and the thrashing, putting my tongue in Phyllis's mouthpiece. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her clapper was thick in her back talk and I could feel her breathing tense, her digit holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my fingerbreadth spreading, her trunk 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 little lascivious whines…her breathing spell was in my ear, her knife 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 senses had left us in those moments. I pulled her clothes to cover her. Our session on the molding couch was finished, for the time being.

fille Scout Camp Physical :

By Sara in collaboration with Roger

On the first day of pack we were brought into the medical cabin. We had to get our cantonment physical before we could set out the rest of pack. We didn't know what to ask as we hadn't been to a camp before. Up to that time we had our meetings and clique fire and our female parent were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at camp and with advocate and mothers 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 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 publicize underneath…I mean, who would possibly sleep with 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 measured 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 minute,"our scout master told us but, as she told us :"In the lag everyone lie down on the tables."We did so. I noticed all the other young lady were lying down. I could see they all, or almost all, had on their panties. Only a few of us were unfearing and pantiless. I felt special that I was among the few. I laid on my mesa, my little miss scout frock 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 find out as the doctor entered our room.

"Well, well,"I heard the doc exclaim…"what a endearing group of young adult female,"the doctor said."I'm sure the examination won't take long and you are all obviously in dear shape."I waited and felt aplomb and anticipated my turn for the interrogation. I had never been examined before.

She told us to take off our blouses and we all did ; then to loose our dame and we all did and then the exam began. I looked to my side and saw my friends as the doctor passed her hands over their white meat and down their legs, over their pantie, and wondered what she would do with me without step-in. At one compass point as she came near me she called over our summer camp advocate. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our coterie counselor was a jolly char who wore a curt annulus and I could see her breasts as she would lean over us…I saw her lean over the doctor…I watched…the Doctor's hired hand disappeared under the counselor's petty skirt as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the doctor's manus was and the cantonment counselor smiled as she did so…I wondered what would pass next. It was soon to come up 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 knocker and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"fine"meant but I was beginning to experience"okay"just watching her and the counselor and my friends. I felt a strange new iciness now and waited.

She was at my table and feeling my breasts…my tit 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 counselor led me to a small way. Now I was scared but safe scared. She had singled me out for a special examination I thought. I was justly to be"sound"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The doc put me on a board 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 guide them off for my exam, do I ?"she said and I nodded again not knowing what would be next but hoping it would be extra. extra it was."I need to check you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her hands were at my legs and also on my breasts.

"Your nipples are backbreaking,"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-at-law's hands smoothing me and a gentle shaving…I lifted my body as there were bridge player all over me now…I lifted again."You're clean,"the counsel said to me…I only nodded, in anticipation and then…what I had waited for :

"Sweetheart,"said the Doctor of the Church,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful woman and voluptuous Girl Scout…I felt a fondness on my body…"Oh my God,"I said. There was a backtalk on me…licking my cunt…I know I shouldn't use that word…I was a Scout and we didn't talk that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no other word for it…I lifted…my legs opened…my medico 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 pleader was kissing me and put my hand under her skirt…I felt how wet she was…She whispered :"Play with my cunt."And I did as she squirmed and kissed my back talk, her handwriting playing with my tit. I felt a strange heat in my physical structure and mash my branch on the medico's face…her natural language 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 .