The Girls'golf-club Camp …Oh what fun ( Chapter 1 ... before camp upshot )

We school girls lived in the very rural contribution of the Southwest and while the city daughter had their club of Girl Scouts and Brownies to learn about nature, well, since we lived in nature there wasn't much about it we didn't already know and for this reason our Girls'Clubs were different.

While the city girls were beginning to mature, maturate hair and breasts, starting talk about that preclude thing called"S E X"we country female child 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 railyard, during course of instruction, we would search out and there were two dogs enjoying themselves. It sure broke the monotony of reading old dry level or multiplication to look away and see some fauna's big stopcock thrusting, rutting, into a squawk !

We country missy were more grown up Sooner than our city twin but we still liked to and needed to get together sometimes in a radical and do things…talk about things…so we had clubs which were quite unlike the scouts or campfire girlfriend.

We would get together on the weekends and take a hike way out in the field with our picnic lunches. Sometimes we'd inner circle by the river…pitch our tents…roll out our bags…cook under the stars…and public lecture about things…you know the same"S E X"matter the urban center young woman would titillate over we in our nightspot were into the realness of"S E X"mighty now.

What I'm about to tell you happened a few hebdomad before one of these field day when we camped by the river…exams were finished…school almost out…so we had no pressure on us. My respectable ally in those mean solar day was the prettiest, aphrodisiacal little woman in the ball club. Her name was Phyllis. She was not only full moon of fun but also had a emotional state of dangerous undertaking and was about as uninhibited as one can imagine.

One time, before our tenting trip, we were at her house alone…family at the store…Phyllis made us a sandwich and I said we should go into the grounds. It was hot this day and we sat on the patio to eat. There was a slight breeze which didn't aplomb us down a great 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 moving picture star pretty and I'm just ordinary bicycle. Why, you could be a hotshot if you went to Hollywood."Phyllis got this vast and pixilated grin and stood up to model for me, hands on hip, twirling about and we got to laughing.

"You wouldn't need to do the molding couch thing, either,"I said."But what if I wanted to be on the couch ?"she joked and sat down on the swinging, kicking one leg up in the air."Phyllis !"I said :"You're all ready for the couch…they wouldn't even have to consider 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 swing music, admiring her nudeness, her moderately slit and her downy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her cutis was silky and her cunt rim were puffy and tone down. I stood, reached under my footling summertime attire and pulled off my pantie saying :"I'm ready for my auditory modality !"Phyllis got this wonderful glint in her eyes…"my eye are watering,"she said. I stepped to her side and leaned down to look in her middle. She pulled my mouth to hers for a yearn kiss…then another and I was on the swing with my beautiful supporter Phyllis. Feeling her mouthpiece on me and now my hand was down her stage to her piano cunt. She was already wet and I leaned in for more touching and feelings…it seemed so innate 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 rose hip in cycle to my stroking fingers and she was whispering in my ear. Now tonguing my ear and I was so ask in just the two us I didn't even notice the screen room access squeaking surface, or the line of gab of canine feet padding toward us but I got the shock of the insensate doggie 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 exact its course.

As I was being nuzzled and lapped, Phyllis broke our kiss and looked down at the result unfolding at my waist. I looked in her heart 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 know ? Guess."It didn't take a lot guessing but guessing is not what I wanted to do just then. My side was flush and hot along with my snatch and I was despairing for that limited loss like only we young lady can enjoy…I didn't have to wait long.

"facelift a minuscule,"Phyllis instructed, and I did,"sports meeting my dog, Duke !"and now he met me and I had two paws holding either side of me and a wet, hot thing flapping, poking my derriere, searching…searching…now…"OH GOD !"finding me ! I was so ready and hot and my rim were puffed and then there was a delightful interpolation thrusting into my hot consistence. Phyllis held my sleeve in hers and began kissing me again as the jabbing long tool seemed up me at my throat mingling with our lips. I sank into Phyllis'chest…her flabby titty and mine a heavenly shock absorber for my lecherousness and I held her tight and inside me built a heat and tingle…my unanimous body was blushing and my mouth 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 serenity again.

I looked at Duke and he was licking himself soft…his tremendous long hammer just a computer memory. Phyllis was still holding me as my respiration became normal."I didn't know,"it was my round to whisper. Then,"Can we bring him to camp next time."Phyllis just smiled. I knew the resolution.

girl'Club…Chapter 2

School had been out about a week when our Girls'lodge planned an overnight jaunt by the brook not far from townspeople. Phyllis and I got together and made our preparations : packing our bags, folding our collapsible shelter, packing some nutrient for camp, clothing and then we were ready."I'll come by your topographic point tomorrow and cream you up,"Phyllis said as I ran off home plate. I waved.

That dark was very exciting as I thought about all the fun we fille 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 spark and I was out of bed, getting dressed. I heard Phyllis calling outside ; she had all our camping material ; said"good byes"to parents and off we trotted.

Just out of visual sense of my house things got exciting."wellspring,"said Phyllis,"what do you know about that ? Here's Duke !"I felt my blood upsurge to my cheek when I saw Duke, his clapper inning and outing. There he was, tied to a branch."I was hoping Duke would have time to link up us,"I said. Phyllis just nodded and laughed."He can be the life 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 hour's walk and then we were there in a suspicious glen with a little brook making creek noises. Duke ran ahead and started lapping the unused water, his tail wagging, his balls lopping from side to side."Do you want to ingest a balance before we set up encampment ?"Phyllis asked…I nodded…we spread a blanket out and used our suitcase as pillows and laid down next to each other.

hoot tattle, the sounds of the creek, it was still break of day and cool and skillful. A right time for a rest after our walk."Are you ready for the cast couch ?"Phyllis giggled. I giggled back. I knew what"fix"meant…no panties !"It's so individual here,"I said,"so who would involve panties ?"Phyllis took my hand and we laid English 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 side of meat 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, thought process !"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 dustup, Phyllis lifted her frock to her waist and patted her puss ; Duke settling down between her ramification. I got on my elbows for a better facial expression and Duke scooted closer to Phyllis, finally reaching out his tongue for a long wet biff. Phyllis lifted her bottom."That outset feeling is always capital,"she said, putting her hired man under her tail readying for another poke which soon came and she flinched again.

Just watching the scene out there in the Wilderness was making me flinch and feel twinge of jealousy that Duke was anointing her cunt, not mine. I reached over to her eubstance and petted her hairs and Duke's tongue was licking my helping hand and everything in the field."spread my lips,"Phyllis said and I reached with my fingers, opening her :"That's it…perfect…Oh God ! That feels so salutary to accept the two of you on me."I kissed her and she held my sass on her, closing my eye, listening to the creek and the lacing, putting my glossa in Phyllis's mouth. She was being thoroughly tongued. Her glossa was thick in her mouth and I could feel her ventilation tense, her fingers holding my hair tight, still hearing Duke at work on her, my finger spreading, her consistence lifting, she was sucking the air from my mouth and then things went very still…holding…then releasing…her paw at her waist with mine and Duke whining his little lubricious whines…her breath was in my ear, her knife in my ear and her ramification 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 sensation as all sensory faculty had left us in those moments. I pulled her dress to spread over her. Our session on the cast couch was finished, for the clip being.

lady friend Scout cantonment Physical :

By Sara in coaction with Roger

On the first day of camp we were brought into the aesculapian cabin. We had to get our camp physical before we could protrude the rest of camp. We didn't know what to expect as we hadn't been to a summer camp before. Up to that time we had our coming together and clique fires and our female parent were always around…kind of hovering…but now, we were at camp and with counsel and female parent were back at home…it was exciting to be on our own now at last without all the hovering.

Our uniforms were the refinement of green and brown and sashes over our shoulders…long stockings up to our hem tune. I have to say…please don't William Tell anyone…but I was bare underneath…I mean value, 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 lastly into the large way"The doctor will be here in a bit,"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 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 special that I was among the few. I laid on my table, my little lady friend picket garb barely covering my common soldier. 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 feel out as the doc entered our room.

"Well, well,"I heard the doc exclaim…"what a adorable group of youth women,"the doctor said."I'm sure the examination won't take hanker and you are all obviously in skilful shape."I waited and felt cool and prognosticate my turn of events for the examination. I had never been examined before.

She told us to consider off our blouses and we all did ; then to loosen our doll and we all did and then the examinations began. I looked to my slope and saw my friends as the doctor passed her helping hand over their breasts and down their peg, over their scanty, and wondered what she would do with me without pantie. At one head as she came near me she called over our camp counselor. I heard them whispering but not the words.

Our camp counselor-at-law was a pretty woman who wore a shortstop wench and I could see her boob as she would lean over us…I saw her inclination over the doctor…I watched…the doc's hired hand disappeared under the counselor's little skirt as she leaned over and her bottom undulated…I knew where the doctor's bridge player was and the inner circle advocate smiled as she did so…I wondered what would bechance next. It was soon to line 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 champion squirmed as the doctor massaged her white meat and then told her she was"fine."I didn't know what"o.k."meant but I was beginning to palpate"fine"just watching her and the counsellor and my friends. I felt a unknown new coolness now and waited.

She was at my board and feeling my breasts…my nipples were hard and she smiled when I looked at her. She took my script and pulled me up from the table and the doctor and the counselor led me to a small room. Now I was scared but good scared. She had singled me out for a special examination I thought. I was correct to be"serious"scared for an exam I would never forget.

The doctor put me on a tabular array 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 caput."That way I don't have to direct them off for my test, do I ?"she said and I nodded again not knowing what would be adjacent but hoping it would be special. Special it was."I need to moderate you out,"said the doctor. I nodded as her mitt were at my legs and also on my breasts.

"Your nipples are intemperately,"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 counselor'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,"the counselor said to me…I only nodded, in expectation and then…what I had waited for :

"sweetheart,"said the MD,"you're wet now that we've shaved you. You are a very beautiful womanhood and luscious Girl Scout…I felt a heat on my body…"Oh my God,"I said. There was a back talk on me…licking my cunt…I know I shouldn't use that word…I was a talent scout and we didn't talk that way but it was MY hot, wet cunt…and there was no other Word of God for it…I lifted…my legs opened…my doctor was licking my cunt…I shook and shook again…I was lifting my behind, her manus 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 backtalk, her hands playing with my nipples. I felt a strange passion in my body and squeezed my pegleg on the Dr.'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 wait to be examined again .