Girl Scout Camp Adventures
by NetWanderer
Keywords: Pedo, voy, teen, MF
Disclaimers:
1> The author does not necessarily endorse, nor condone any acts
described herein, most of which are illegal in many states.
2> To the authorUs knowledge, no activity of this type occurs or has
occurred at any Scout facility.
3> If you are under the legal age to read or possess this material, do
so at your own risk.
Chapter Five - RAnd on the sixth day....S
After the little escapade in the shower, all I wanted to do was rest
and relax, but the guys from maintenance all had the night off.  So, we
went into town and hit the local watering hole.  By the time we got
back, I was in no shape to consider what had happened that night, let
alone what to expect for the day ahead.
My maintenance work the day before had put me a bit behind on my
paperwork, so I expected to spend the morning in the office catching
up.  While I was working, the director stopped in to let me know she
was leaving camp for a few hours, therefore I was in charge.  No
problem, part of the job.
I went back to my paperwork (reviewing the medical logs.  There are few
ways to better ruin a good breakfast than by reading notes of treatment
for yeast infections.)
About midway through the morning, there was a knock on my office door. 
Pushing aside the pile of medical logs (amazing how much happens in six
days), not without a little relief, I called for the knocker to come
in.
Knocker was right, or rather RknockersS would be more accurate.  Jackie
was at the door, the head of the 13+ camper group.  She was a tall,
willowy blonde, about 6U2S, with VERY large breasts.  To compound
things, she liked to wear shirts that were always JUST large enough to
comply with the dress code.  Barely.
RDave?S she said. (ThatUs me).  RIUve got a small problem.  Got a
minute?S
RSure, whatUs up?S I replied.
RIUve got a camper who says she has a problem but wont talk to me.  I
wanted Tracy, but her secretary said she was out of camp.  Can you take
a shot at it?S
RMore than happy to.  Send her in.S
ROne minute...S  Jackie went out, and I heard her speak to someone for
a second, but I couldnUt make out what was said.  I waited a moment,
then I heard footsteps.  In walked the camper in question, and I
struggled to maintain a neutral expression.  It was Andy!  My heart
tried to call into my throat as she closed the door behind her.
My office was rather small, so I didnUt keep a second chair around,
just dragged one in from outside if I needed it.  Andy looked around
for a second, then perched on the corner of my desk.
It didnUt help my mental state much that Andy was wearing some denim
shorts over what was either a body suit or bathing suit that showed off
her developing curves.  Except for those, all she was wearing was a
pair of sandals,  and for a moment, I found myself mysteriously
fascinated by the sight of her bare toes.  I forced my mind back to
reality.  RSo, Andrea, is it?  What can I do for you.S
She looked down at the desk for a second, then back up.  Clearing her
throat with a little cough, she began to speak with a soft voice. 
RWell, actually, I wanted some advice, and I didnUt wanna talk to
Jackie cause of rumors, and well, you know...S
RGo on...S
RWell, there is this guy I like, heUs like back home, and IUm not sure
what to do about it.  HeUs kinda shy and I donUt wanna make him
nervous?  IUve been thinking about him for 5 days now..  What can I
do?S
I took a moment to frame a reply in my mind.  It was hard to
concentrate because Andy kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, showing
off her muscles from the various sports she participated in.  Finally,
I got my thoughts together.
RWell, honey, I think youUre a little young to really have to worry
about these things yet, but I promise you, when the time comes, youUll
know just what to do.S
I know, it was a stock answer, and really evaded the question, but what
could I have said?  Besides, it seemed to satisfy her.
She smiled as she stood up.  RThanks, Dave, IUm glad you understand.  I
just needed to tell SOMEBODY....S  With that, she ran around my desk to
give me a quick peck on the cheek.  Somehow, our heads seemed not quite
to link up, and her lips grazed my ear instead.  I swear I noticed what
felt like a tongue for a brief moment, but before I could react, she
was out the door, closing it behind her with a wiggle of her denim
covered bottom.
I tried to return to my paperwork, but it really didnUt appeal to me. 
Seemed like an early lunch was in order.
Thanks to my early break, I ate lunch before the rest of the camp. 
With that, I had the time while the campers were eating to take care of
some errands around camp.  One of these was to do my laundry.  The camp
had a small laundry facility to handle the staff and campers who would
be at the camp more than a couple of weeks.  It was nice and empty as I
washed and dried my clothes.
Back in my cabin, while putting my clothes away, I noticed something
with my stuff that was that most definitely not there when I started. 
It was a small pair of girls white cotton underpants.  There was no
name tag attached, I guess someone had left them in the drier.
As I sat there with the panties in my hand, I tried to imagine whose
they were.  My mind started wandering, filled with images of teen and
pre-teen girls all modelling the underwear, a la Cinderella.  With a
small sigh of regret, I put them aside to go in the lost and found, and
put the rest of my stuff away.
After lunch period, the campers returned to activity, and finally all
was back to normal, camp, life.  Yeah. Right.
Right after the beginning of sixth period, the director came back.  I
had finally finished my paperwork, so I took advantage of the down time
to take a stroll around the grounds.
I was walking along one of the side trails. This particular trail went
behind one of the small clearings that we used for campfires, small
group stuff, etc.  I heard voices coming from behind the bushes that
ringed the clearing, followed by a bunch of giggles.  Feeling a bit
nosy< I stopped to listen.  I didnUt recognise any of the voices, but
the words were clear if I concentrated.
RTruth,S said one girlUs voice.
RYou sure?S asked another voice.
RYup!S the first voice replied.
ROkay, you have to tell us about the furthest you ever went with a guy,
and exactly how it happened.  And remember, you HAVE to tell the
truth.S  There were a few giggles.
ROh boy......S   There was a pause, followed by an embarrassed cough. 
RWell, the furthest I got was my boyfriend put his hand in my undies,
and I felt his thingie...S
There was a chorus of ROohs and AaahsS  RSo what happened?S another
voice asked anxiously.  I settled down.  This sounded like it was going
to be interesting.
The first girl continued.  RIt was at a school dance.  It was in the
gym, and the music was really lame, so my boyfriend said he wanted to
show me this secret spot behind the bleachers.  He took my hand and we
snuck past a couple of teachers behind the bleachers.  It was dark back
there, and no one could see in.  I thought were were just gonna like,
kiss, and stuff, since we did that before.S
There was another pause.  The girl who asked the question prompted the
first one to continue.
RWell, thatUs what we did at first, we like kissed a little bit.  He
even kissed my neck and stuff, it felt really neat.  We did stuff like
that for a while, then suddenly, I felt him touch my boobies.S
I almost snickered out loud  at the way she used the word RboobiesS,
but I held it in and listened as she continued.
RI was really scared at first, but it felt kinda good, and I started to
feel tingly, you know, down there...  He started to move his hand
around a little, and the tingly feeling got stringer, specially when he
kissed me at the same time.S
RAfter a few minutes, it got to be a little uncomfortable, you know,
down there, so I told him to stop.  When he stepped back, I noticed the
bulge in the front of his pants.  It was dark, but my eyes were used to
it, and I could see it was big.  My sister told me that happens when
guys get excited, and I was kinda curious, so I reached down and
touched  it.S
RHe jumped back really fast, and I was scared I hurt him.  I asked him
if it hurt, he said no, he was just startled, it felt really good.  It
took me a minute to get up the courage, but I reached down and touched
it again, and this time I kept my hand there, and rubbed it a bit, like
he did my boobies.S
RWhile I was rubbing his thingie, I felt his hand touch the front of my
skirt.  I got scared again, but it felt so good, I didnUt want him to
stop.  When he pushed down a little, the tingly feelings I had got so
strong I almost fell down!  We just stood there like that for what
seemed like hours.S
RFinally, we took our hands away from each others privates.  I thought
we were done, but he told me his brother told him it felt REALLY good
if the boy touched the girl WITHOUT clothes, and he asked me if that
was okay.S
RAgain, I got scared, but I knew he wouldnUt hurt me, but I could only
nod yes.  I closed my eyes, and I felt him push up the front of my
skirt.  His finger ran up my leg and touched the front of my panties. 
The tingly feelings were REALLY strong now.  He pushed the middle of my
panties aside, and as soon as he touched me, I let out a gasp, cause it
felt sooooo good.S
RI musta scared him, cause he yanked his hand back, like I did.  I told
him it was okay, it felt really good, but before I could ask him to do
it again, the music stopped and we had to go back to the gym before we
got caught.  Okay, I told.  WhoUs turn is it now?S
Another voice spoke up RSSSSSH!  SheUs coming back.S  I heard the
sounds of what must have been the counselor returning.  I continued on
the path.  Never did find out  what group that was.
Thankfully, dinner was uneventful, and I retired to prepare for the
evenings activity.  The night before the end of each week, we always
had a campfire to say goodbye to the girls who were leaving.  We gave
out little awards and such.  It was always a really good time.
As it got dark, we all gathered in the the big fire site, where Mike
had a large bonfire already going.  We sang songs, gave out the awards,
and generally just hung out.  After the ceremonies were ended, everyone
went back to their tents.
One of the less enjoyable aspects of my job was night patrol.  This job
rotated among the Upper staff, and consisted of walking around camp
until RlateS in the AM, at least until 2.  This night, it was my turn,
so after making sure that all of the kids were away in tents, I
released the staff to go out.  (Staff also rotated who stayed behind
with each group of kids)
The night went surprisingly peacefully, all the staff got back before
curfew, except one.  One of the counselors from the 13+ group had not
come back yet.  Her friends said her boyfriend from back home had
picked her up.
I had a pretty good idea what was going on, and took a walk to the
parking lot.  Sure enough, there were distinct moans coming from a van
parked at the end of the lot.
I walked up to the van, which was rocking gently.  The windows were
fogged, but I found a small patch on the side window that was clear and
peered in.
It was a little dim, but I could still make out the scene inside the
van quite clearly.  Nikki, the counselor was on all fours on a mattress
in the middle of the van, naked except for what appeared to be a garter
belt.  Her firm breasts, which were larger than I expected were hanging
down and swaying from her motion.  She was moving back and forth in a
steady rhythm, as her boyfriend, who I couldnUt see, pounded into he
from behind.  Based on her expression, though, he must have been good.
As I watched, their tempo increased rapidly, and I heard grunts and
moans coming from both of them.  Suddenly, with an almost animal roar,
he lunged forward.  Her head arched back, and she let out a long moan,
slumping forward onto the mattress.
Deciding I had been nice enough, and that the show was over anyway, I
slipped away from the van, then walked back towards it, making sure to
make plenty of noise.
From inside the van, I could hear movement, and what sounded like
cursing.  I announced in a loud voice R20 minutes past curfew!!S
About a minute later, the side door popped open, and Nikki stepped out.
 She was wearing a white blouse and jeans.  The buttons on her blouse
were buttoned wrong, and the snap to her jeans was undone.  She only
had a sock on one foot.  Her hair was in disarray, and I noticed she
had very attractive blue eyes.  I stared at her sternly for a few
seconds.  RWeUll decide what to do about your missing curfew later. 
For now, please go back to your tent.S  She didnUt reply, just hurried
past me.
As I walked back to camp proper, I heard the van leave behind me. 
Nothing else happened, and I returned to my cabin to sleep.  What a
day.
NEXT:  Chapter 6, in which a new player enters, the cook gets dessert,
and our hero gets to play Doctor.
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