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Girl Scout Camp Adventures
Chapter 9 - Games People Play....
TGFF. Well, more accurately, TGFDO. Thank G-d for days off.
Especially
if they start on a Friday. These were my thoughts as I spent the
morning
making sure all the necessary work was done before leaving for 24 hours
of
down time.
It was a bright, sunny, warm, day and I look forward to an afternoon
of
hiking, a quiet night at a local motel (alone!), a large breakfast made
with REAL eggs, and a leisurely walk back to camp by noon Saturday. I
left
the camp in order, I came back in the middle of a mess. Don't get me
wrong, Kids have to be Kids and all that, but apparently things had
gotten
a bit out of hand the night before. Apparently, five of the 15 year
old
campers had decided to play a joke on the junior 'bed wetters'. Late
at
night, just before curfew, they snuck out of their tents and dumped
buckets
of ice water of the Juniors bedrolls, with the Juniors inside them.
The
resultant screams woke the camp before the Seniors could return to
their
own beds. The damage was minimal, people were apparently more upset at
being woke up.
When I came back on Sat, the five culprits had just finished washing
and
drying (by hand!) the clothes they had soaked, and were waiting at a
picnic
table to hear what the rest of their punishment would be. Traci filled
me
in, and immediately seconded her decision. That night, the entire camp
was
going out to see a movie featuring the latest heartthrob (I forget who
it
was). Making our 'fearsome five' remain behind in camp, in an empty
tent,
seemed like a good punishment. Well, I couldn't go suggesting the
Nikki
method now, could I? Traci asked me if I wouldn't mind doing the
honors
and staying behind to keep an eye on things. "No problem." I replied,
"not
my kind of film anyway." Promising to find em a counselor to keep me
company (darn), she went off to inform or juvenile delinquents of their
revised evening schedule. A chorus of groans told me she had. I went
back
to my cabin and packed away some laundry I had done the last evening.
Funny, it seemed like I had more underwear when I came to camp.
I spent the rest of the day catching up around camp, and even found
time
for a leisurely boat ride across the lake. Fully recharged and
refreshed
for the first time in weeks, the afternoon passed quickly for me.
Right
after dinner, the girls got ready to board buses for their movie trip.
The
theater was about an hour away, so they had to leave early in time to
make
the show. My five charges were sent to the empty tent where they would
be
spending their evening. We had taken an unused tent in the Junior
division
and tied the rear flap closed from the outside, and thrown some
mattresses
in there so the girls had some place to sit or lay. We allowed each
girl
to bring a pillow, as well as books or whatever else small they wanted.
I
arrived about fifteen minutes after the girls did. The tent flap was
closed, and I could hear talking coming from inside, probably the girls
complaining about how unfair this all was.
The flap popped open, and out came the counselor who would be joining
me
this evening at the tent the other campers were now jokingly calling
the
'isolation ward.' To my great surprise and pleasure, it was Kate. We
had
not had a good chance to talk since I brought her to camp, so it looked
like this was going to be a better evening than I thought. Turns out
she
didn't like romantic films much either.
I smiled at Kate as a poked my head into the tent to let the girls
know I
was there. I warned them very firmly that if Kate or I had to come
into
the tent for ANY reason, I'd think of something worse than this.
"Other
than that," I promised, "we'll leave you alone for the rest of the
evening." Before I left, I looked over the five girls, who were
sprawled on
the mattresses in various positions.
Closest to the flap was Samantha, a petite brunette with large
breasts.
Beyond her was Caroline, light brown hair, about 5'2", 1110 max. To
her
right was Bambi (really), a tall-for-her-age blonde with nice legs.
Just
in front of Bambi was Lois. Lois was only 4'8" or so but had a
wonderful
ass often covered by her long blond hair. Finally, there was Marnie,
the
group's 'leader', about 5' 4" with a body some models would kill for.
I
was given to believe she had done a few commercials for juniors
lingerie.
Fixing the girls with what I hoped was one last menacing glare, I left
the
tent and shut the flap and went over to the picnic table we had setup
up
outside. A quick treatment with some bug repellent, oreos unpacked,
and we
were set for the night.
Kate and I spent the next hour or so catching up on camp and such,
going
over what happened since she had arrived, our last days off, etc. When
we
paused in our conversation, we noticed that it seemed awfully quiet
inside
the tent. Deciding to check in without letting them know we were, we
crept
around the side of the tent and peered in through a window, the flap to
which we had conveniently left a little open just for such an occasion.
As
it turned out, everything was just fine. The girls had pulled their
mattresses together in the center of the tent and were playing poker,
using
M+M's as chips.
Were were about to sneak back to the table when I heard Marnie speak
up.
"This is SO boring."
Bambi replied, "I have an idea. What about Strip Poker?" The girls
all
nodded, so Bambi went on. "Lets see, everyone gets 10 M+Ms. When you
run
out of M+Ms, you have to take of a piece of clothing, then everyone
gives
you two from their pile. Sound fair?" All the girls agreed, and Bambi
divided the M+Ms as Lois reshuffled the cards. All the girls were
wearing
sweats, it was a surprising cool night and we had left them a fan in
the
tent, mostly to cover any noise we might have made while checking on
them.
I got up from a crouch and started to head for the table, but before I
moved, I felt Kate's hand grab my wrist. I looked at her and was
shocked
when she mouthed the words "Let's stay and watch!"
I didn't even have to respond, my expression must have said it all.
With
a smile, Kate pulled me down to sit on a stump where we could see in,
but
they could not see us unless they came right up to the window. With
her
hand still grasping my wrist, Kate found a spot next to me and turned
to
watch the activity. "What the hell, there is always unemployment..." I
thought to myself. At least, since the seven of us were the only ones
in
camp, we were not going to be interrupted. While we were getting
settled,
the girls had started their game. We watched them play, and listened
as
they went, starting slow, but getting into a good game rhythm. It
didn't
take long for the first victim to fall. Ironically, it was the one who
suggested the game, Bambi. The other girls teased her gently as she
pulled
her sweatshirt over her head. Underneath was a pale yellow T-shirt
that
showed the outline of her bra beneath. Shortly after, Samantha,
Caroline
and Lois all lost their sweatshirts, all were wearing T-shirts.
Caroline
and Samantha both had on blue T's, Lois's was black.
Caroline was the first girl to lose a different piece of clothing.
Losing
her last M+M to Marnie, she she stood and stepped out of her
sweatpants,
but the length of her shirt prevented any view we may have had. I was
still a little uncomfortable with this situation. Looking over at
Kate, I
saw she was paying rapt attention to the activities going on inside the
tent. Checking her hand on my wrist, I notice that her grip had
loosened,
and her fingers had started to move slightly back and forth on the
inside
of my wrist. Comforting myself with the thought that she was as guilty
as
I, I returned my attention to the game. During my musings, no one had
lost
any more clothing, buy Marnie had acquired a small fortune in M+M's and
all
the other girls were almost out. It was obvious where the luck was so
far
tonight.
Sure enough, two hands later, both Bambi and Samantha again found
themselves out of candy. Bambi, as if slightly embarrassed, stood and
stepped out of her sweats quickly, but I caught a flash of pink before
her
T-shirt settled. To my surprise, Samantha didn't remove her pants, but
instead pulled off her T-shirt. Her melon sized breasts were barely
held
in by a white sports-style bra. The pressure on the bra material
forced it
tightly over her nipples, making them stand out prominently. The
tables
turned for a few hands, and Marnie lost her M+M hoard, as well as her
sweatshirt and green T-shirt, leaving her upper body covered by only a
black sports bra. The sight of her perfect tits clad only in that bra
made
my mouth water.
Giving Marnie the required two M+Ms left Samantha empty so after
losing
the next had, she too had to give up her sweatpants. Underneath, she
had
on plain white cotton panties, cut high on the side. Her legs were
spectacular. I stole another glance at Kate, who's hand was now
running up
and down the entire length of my arm. Her attention was still firmly
focused on the inside of the tent, so I decided to to take advantage of
this and moved a little closer to her, so that we were almost touching.
When I turned my attention back to the tent, Lois had lost her sweat
pants
and Caroline had just run out of M+M's. Getting to her knees, she
lifted
her t-shirt over her head and tossed it into the corner. As she shook
out
her hair, her adolescent breasts shimmied under a white lacy bra.
Lois interrupted the game. "I have another idea. Let's change the
rules.
First, if anyone loses a piece of clothing, the person with the winning
hand gets to remove it. AND if the winning hand is a straight flush or
better, the winner gets to remove one piece of clothing from everyone!"
All
the girls looked at each other, and agreed. The cards were dealt
again.
This time, as the cards were dealt, there was a greater level of
tension
in the tent. It took a few hands before anything happened, but finally
Marnie tossed down her cards. "Damn, not one M+M." Who won?
Bambi smiled as she held up her hand with three Aces and motioned
Marnie
to stand. Kneeling in front of the standing teen, Bambi hooked her
thumbs
into the waistband of Marnie's sweatpants. With a yank, she jerked
them
down to the ankles. Marnie was wearing light blue bikini panties,
through
which her black pubic hair was faintly visible before she quickly sat
back
down.
Candy traded positions for another few hands until Bambi found herself
on
the short end of the sugar, as it were. This time, Caroline had the
winning hand, a full house. Bambi stood up as Caroline came over to
her.
With an impish grin on her lips, Caroline grasped the bottom of Bambi's
T-shirt and slowly raised it towards Bambi's head. Bambi gave a
visible
shudder as the hem of the shirt crossed the front of her breasts,
silhouetted nicely in profile, contained in an emerald green silk bra.
Caroline pulled the T-shift off and added it to the pile in the corner.
It
finally penetrated my stunned consciousness that it had grown dark
outside.
Fully committed now, I nudged Kate and motioned that we should move
closer
to the window so we could get an even better view. Quickly, we picked
up
the log stumps we had been sitting on and slid em closer to the tent.
When
we put them down, the logs were closer together and I felt her hand
reach
behind me and start scratching my back. It was a little chilly, so I
put
my hand around her and pulled her a bit closer too.
No one had lost any clothing while we were resettling, and a hand was
just
ending. Samantha smiled as she displayed three kings, and pointed to
Lois
as she started to scoop up the candy pile.. Before she could move,
Caroline said "Hold It!" and flipped her cards into the center of the
table. There was a collective "Oh Damn!." Straight flush, 9-5 in
hearts.
Smiling broadly, Caroline lined the girls up, thankfully on the
opposite
side of the tent facing us. She took a second to decide who was first,
but
finally motioned Bambi forward. "Alphabetical order always works..."
Caroline turned Brandi sideways giving us an excellent profile view.
Stepping around the slightly trembling Bambi, she reached up and undid
the
clasp on the back of the emerald green bra, easing it around to the
front,
and up. I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked to me as if she had
deliberately caused the material to brush Bambi's nipples. As the bra
fell
away, Bambi's breasts settled out, as her nipples hardened in the cool
air.
Perhaps being merciful, Caroline told Bambi to sit down. Lois' turn.
Tentatively, she stepped to where Brandi had just vacated. Smiling
even
more broadly, Caroline stepped to Lois' front and tugged her T-shirt
up.
As the hem slipped past the underside of her breasts, it was clear that
Lois was not wearing a bra. This time I was sure. As Caroline raised
the
T-shirt, she definitely pushed the material tight against the front of
Lois' tits. Lois swayed slightly as the T-shirt cleared her head and
flew
into the corner. The loss of her T-shirt also revealed pale blue
bikini
bottoms, covering that ass. God what an ass, even better than I
imagined.
Lori stood for a moment, then sat too. I was monetarily distracted by
pressure on my right leg. I looked down, and saw that Kate had put her
free hand on my thigh and was kneading up and down gently. I wasted no
time in doing the same with my free hand. I didn't want to miss the
show,
so I quickly looked back into the tent. Marnie had taken over the spot
just vacated by Lori. I felt my manhood rise inside my sweats as I
thought
of those delicious breasts soon to be freed from their confinement.
Caroline stepped behind Marnie and ran her fingers up Marnie's sides,
causing her to jump slightly. Reaching the bottom of Marnie's bra, she
grasped the front and rear and lifted quickly, leaving Marnie's breasts
bouncing slightly as they snapped free. My dick sprang to full
attention,
and I worried for a second about Kate's hand which was inching ever
closer
with each stroke, as mine travelled further up the leg of her sweats.
Alas, my view of Marnie's pear shaped breasts was all to short as she
sat
and covered them with crossed arms. Meanwhile, Caroline had brought
Samantha over. Due to the size of Samantha's tits, Caroline had some
difficulty removing her bra, but finally worked it free. Once
released,
they settled into place, as her nipples joined the rest poking out into
the
cold air.. She rejoined the other seated players.
All the girls silently looked at one another, as if to say "Now
what???".
Marnie broke the silence. " How about once last hand. Winner take
all,
the others have to do WHATEVER she says for the rest of the night..."
Everyone glanced at her neighbors, uncertainly, then nodded.
Engrossed in
the unfolding events, I jumped as Kate's hand made contact with the
lump in
my pants, which had begun to subside only slightly. Embarrassed, I
quickly
looked in her direction, but she just smiled, and turned back to the
tent
window. Her fingers continued their stroking, not changing their
location.
One good turn deserved another, so I inched my fingers closer to her
crotch. Her legs parted slightly. From her back, I moved my other
hand to
her side, lightly scratching her ribs and the sides of her breasts
through
her clothing. The girls had dealt out their last hand and were looking
at
their cards. All of them took 2 or 3 cards, so there was no clear
winner.
No one wanted to be the first to show their hand, so there was a long
pause
until Samantha, with a muttered "Damn!" put her cards on the
mattresses...face up. Pair of 2s. She looked up.
Caroline - Three of a kind in 3s.
Lori - Two Pair, Queens and 4s.
Marnie - Three of a Kind in 5s.
Everyone looked at Bambi, who laid out her cards. Ace high. As one,
they all turned to Marnie who broke into a big smile. "Showtime!".
Marnie looked around at her fellow campers, vaguely reminding me of
the
way one might choose meat in a butcher shop. You could almost sense
the
gears turning in her head as she considered her options. Finally, she
pointed to Caroline, still clad in a bra and briefs, she said "Well,
you
still seem to be a bit overdressed. We need to fix that. Who wants to
volunteer?"
Possibly hoping to get whatever Marnie had in mind over sooner, Bambi
raised her hand slowly. Marnie directed Lois and Samantha to move out
of
the way, and positioned two mattresses together on the center of the
floor.
Settling herself against the side of the tent, she directed Caroline
to
lay on her back in the center of the mattresses, and told Bambi to get
two
T-shirts from the discarded clothing pile and come over to her. With
one
T-shirt,Marnie blindfolded the kneeling teen, then tied her hands
together
with the remaining shirt, so that the palms faced each other. The
bound
teen was then directed to kneel at Caroline's side, so that her knees
were
touching Caroline's ribs.
"Bambi, I want you to remove Caroline's bra and panties. You can only
use
your hands as is." Bambi lowered her bound hands in search of
Caroline's
bra. Unable to see, she landed them on Caroline's midsection, causing
a
small gasp. Caroline started to speak, but a look from Marnie, with
her
finger over her lips, cautioned her to silence. As she explored with
her
fingers, trying to orient herself on Caroline's body, the tickling
motion
made the reclining teen squirm. Finally, Bambi's questing fingers
found
the material of Caroline's bra, and from there quickly guided
themselves to
the clasp in the center. It took only a moment for the bra to spring
open,
revealing breasts topped by brown aureolae. While removing the bra,
Bambi's hands, clumsy because of the bonds, scraped the surface of each
breast, causing their nipples, and Caroline, to rise in arousal.
Caroline
raised her body, and the bra was slipped off. In the silence, all the
girls could be heard to be breathing a little heavier. The bra
removed,
Bambi trailed her fingers down Caroline's body, eliciting small tremors
until she reached the waistband of the pale yellow panties. With her
hands
tied, Bambi could not reach both sides of the undergarment, so was
forced
to pull the garment down from the front. As she did so, she revealed
Caroline's light brown pussy hair, and her hands brushed Caroline's
mound,
causing the teen to moan. Once that was passed, the panties were
quickly
removed off Caroline's leg. Marnie stood, untied Bambi and sent them
back
with the other two. As Marnie planned her next actions, the lull in
activity allowed the girls in the tent to relax slightly, and my
attention
to return to my own body. Kate's hand had not stopped, and the tip of
my
dick was threatening to poke out of the top of my jeans. I had not
been
idle, and noticed a slight dampness where my finger had been making
circular motions between Kate's legs. I decided to up the tempo a bit,
but
before I could, my attention was drawn back to the interior of the
tent.
Marnie now had Lois standing at attention in the center of the
mattresses
and was giving her instructions. "No matter what happen's you can't
move
or make a sound. If you do, you will have to go outside, dressed just
like
this. Understand?" Lois swallowed once, and nodded. Idly, I wondered
why
no one had "chickened out" but attributed it to the female version of
male
pride.
Leaving Lois standing, Marnie went over to Samantha and whispered a
set of
instructions into her ear. Samantha's expression rapidly changed from
curiosity, to amazement, to downright shock, to a broad smile. Lois
just
looked more nervous. Instructions completed, Marnie moved back to her
previous seat to watch as Samantha rose and stepped towards a trembling
Lois. As she got closer, Samantha picked up one of the discarded
T-shirts,
then stepped behind Lois, blindfolded her, and stepped behind her.
Reaching forward, Samantha slowly scraped her nails down Lois' back.
The
blonde trembled slightly, but did not move. After a few seconds of
this,
it was obvious Lois was not giving in, so Samantha tried a little
harder.
Stepping forward she pressed the tips of her breasts into Lois' back
and
reached around. While moving her breasts gently against the blonde's
back,
Samantha took each of Lois' nipples between a finger and thumb and
kneaded
them gently. Lois' nipples sprang to attention and she swayed
slightly,
but still did not move or utter a sound. Samantha kept trying for a
moment
or two longer, but unable to evoke a response from Lois, played what
would
be her last card. Removing one hand from Lois' breasts, Samantha moved
it
down and slipped it under the waistband of Lois' pale blue panties.
Through the material, I could see her finger massage the front of Lois'
womanhood, then slip inside! The muscles stood out on Lois' neck from
the
effort she was making to keep still and silent. Just when it looked
like
she was going to lose the battle, Marnie called out "Time!" and
Samantha
stopped and stepped away. "Lois, I told Samantha that if she was able
to
make you move in five minutes or less, after you came back in, she
could do
whatever she wanted with you for the rest of the night. Since she
didn't,
I suppose it is only fair if you get to do whatever you want with HER
for
the rest of the night..." Lois turned and looked at Samantha. I
couldn't
see her expression, but Samantha's face went red, then pale. Marnie
told
the two of them to sit, and wait till she was done. As Marnie pondered
her
next move, I made mine. Altering the motion of my hand, I started
circling
a larger area, finally reaching the elastic of Kate's sweats. With
each
arc, I caught the top of the material and tugged slightly, causing the
waistband to slide a little lower. After a few rotations, i could feel
the
silky material of her panties, or whatever she was wearing. Another
few
motions, and over an inch was revealed. Kate noticed my actions, and
removing her hand from my back, lifted her hips off the seat.
Accepting
the offered invitation, I grasped the sides of her sweatpants with both
hands and pulled them down, leaving them to pool around her ankles.
Both
of my hands went back to their earlier positions, this time with less
material between myself and her, as I also slipped my hands under the
back
of her shirt. I felt her hands fumbling with the button on my jeans.
After a moment, the button popped open, and I heard and felt my zipper
pop
open, along with a cool gust of air on my overheated privates. I was
able
to lift my hips without using my hands, and soon my pants were in the
same
position as hers.
With one hand, she returned to stroking my dick through my underwear,
paying special attention to the tip, now poking above the waistband of
my
jockeys, slowly oozing fluid. Pausing, she took a drop of the fluid on
the
tip of her finger and raised it to her mouth, where she sucked for a
second
before placing her hand back. Not to be outdone, I I rubbed my finger
across the wetness that had developed on her panties and raised it to
my
lips. Her juices tasted mildly sharp, with a wonderful musky aroma.
Having gotten so caught up in our own activities, we lost track of
what
was happening inside the tent. A low moan caused us to to turn back,
and
we both immediately locked into rapt attention. While we were
playing,m
the girls had apparently thrown caution, and modesty, to the winds.
Marnie was still sitting against the wall across from us, but now her
legs
were spread, panties hanging off her right ankle. In front of her,
Bambi
was lying on her stomach, her head buried in Marnie's crotch. Though
we
couldn't see any actual contact, Bambi's motions and Marnie's
expression
left NO doubt as to what was actually going on. It didn't take long
for
Marnie to start spasming. Her legs jerked and breasts heaved as
Bambi's
head motions increased their speed. Finally, Marnie screamed and
collapsed
back against the wall of the tent, limp as a rag doll. We looked for
the
other girls.
Lois had gotten her revenge alright. Using clothing, Lois and
Caroline
had tied Samantha to the floor slats of the tent, spread eagled on a
mattress. Poor Samantha couldn't move. The other two were tormenting
her,
placing kisses and touches on all parts. As I watched, Lois took a
finger,
and wetting it in her mouth, inserted just the tip into Samantha's
pussy
mound, making her squirm wildly. Meanwhile, Caroline started to give
Samantha's massive tits a tongue bath, spending a particular amount of
time
switching from one nipple to the other. Each time it appeared Samantha
was
close to orgasm, the other two stopped their ministrations as Samantha
begged for release. Finally, being merciful, I guess, Lois and Brandi
resumed their assault. This time, they didn't stop. Lois inserted
first
one, then two, then finally three fingers into Samantha's dripping box
and
plunged them in and out. After only a few seconds, Samantha uttered a
guttural moan as a small stream of fluid gushed out over Lois' fingers,
where they were quickly licked off by Caroline. As Samantha's body
relaxed, Lois and Caroline rolled out of view together, but both
started
making it clear what they were doing by moaning loudly.
Meanwhile, Marnie had recovered and was returning Bambi's oral favors.
Marnie was lying on the floor, on her back, and Bambi squatted above
her
mouth, facing us. From our vantage point, we could see Marnie's tongue
as
it plunged in and out of the blonde's pussy. Bambi's eyes were screwed
shut, and her breasts bobbed in time to Marnie's head movements.
Marnie's
tongue flicked rapidly over Bambi's now extruded clit, and this proved
too
much for the tall teen as she crashed her body down on Marnie's face,
grunting wildly, then collapsed forward. Simultaneously, two low moans
from under the window let us know that Caroline and Lois had also found
release.
Listening to the heavy breathing of the exhausted girls, we noticed
that
we had both stopped our activities. Before we could continue, however,
we
heard the sounds of returning buses and quickly scrambled back into our
clothes. The girls inside the tent heard too and roused themselves to
untie Samantha and get dressed. By the time the moviegoers had
disembarked, we were back at our table, having gone to the tent to
summon
out the girls.
Traci and Jackie came by to relive us and pick up our five campers,
asking
us how the night had gone. "Fine," I replied, "didn't hear a peep out
of
them. Marnie looked at us curiously, and when Jackie and Traci were
both
turned away, we both winked at the camper then turned away, leaving her
to
ponder what we knew. After all that had occurred though, perhaps the
best
part was, as we were leaving, Kate whispered to me "sorry we got
interrupted. I'll make it up to you!" I felt her hand grab and squeeze
mine briefly as we separated.
Grinning broadly, I returned to my cabin to 'relieve my tension' and
get a
good nights sleep. Suddenly I had a lot to look forward to.
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