The bus bounced across the country road with its passengers rocking back and forth. Despite the bumps it was taking, its progress to the campsite wasn't slowed at all. It had made the trip many times before, after all.
    All the girls on board were excited about summer camp, something they attended every year, courtesy of their scout master, who always seemed more than eager to plan such trips with them. He even made sure they all had cool, short, loose-fitting uniforms for the hot weather they would endure. The red panda in question sat beside the old bus driver, giving her instructions on where to go. He wanted to make sure they could really experience the wild this year, so he wanted to go farther out than he had in past years.
    Kaze sat near the back, playing a gameboy and staring out the window. This would be her first trip, having only joined the scouts recently, and she couldn't piece together what to expect, but her step dad had taken her camping before she she assumed it would be the same, but with more people. She squirmed in her seat a bit. Even though the denim green skirt she wore was loose – and she didn't feel comfortable putting panties on under it – the heat could still get to her sometimes, and the leathery bus seat felt strange under her.
    They finally parked and unloaded. As she was getting off, the scout master leaned over and snatched her game from her hand. “I don't think you'll be needing this.” he said with a smile, and before she could protest, he pushed her along with one hand while others got off.
    They spent the day learning to set up tents and eating picnics, as well as catching bugs – one little rabbit girl even sketched one of the more exotically-colored butterflies – and learning fire safety for setting up fire pits. Now they all sat around the fire and looked up at the late evening sky, streaked with stars and still holding a tinge of rose to the west.
    Rodney, the scout master, pulled out his guitar and started playing campfire songs for everyone, and they all sang to the tune. Kaze sang along for a while but then she spotted a lightning bug. Given that she lacked the ability to focus on one subject, she chased after it, but fell over the log she was sitting on, causing those around her to burst out laughing.
    Rodney cleared his throat and instantly everyone's attention went back to him. He looked past them to the small white fox as she regained her feet and sat back down to face him, blushing a bit. The singing continued, and and they told ghost stories later that night, a few of which made Kaze jump in an exaggerated manner, and then Rodney shooed them all off to bed.
    As Kaze neared the tent she would share with three other girls, Rodney placed a hand on her shoulder. Without preamble, he said quietly, “Come with me.” and without looking to see if she followed, he turned toward the tent that served as his office.
    Reluctantly, she turned to follow him, sensing she was about to get into trouble. She wondered if he was really that upset about the lightning bug, or about her playing video games on the bus. She stayed behind him by a few feet, but when he signaled for her to come up along side him, she hurried her pace and tried not to look up at him.
    When they reached the tent, he ushered her inside and zipped the flap shut behind him. He placed a hand on her shoulder and eased her onto a cushion while he sat opposite her, stroking over her head.
    She made herself look up at him. “Am I in trouble?”
    He scooted closer to her, snaking his arm around her waist in a half-hug. “No, you aren't. But I did want to ask you something in private.”
    Her expression changed from nervousness to confusion. “Ask me what?
    Without asking, he flipped the rim of her skirt up to reveal her bare thighs and part of her slit. “Why don't you wear underwear?”
    Now she knew. He must have seen under her skirt when she fell over the log. She blushed in a way that tinted her white fur pink and moved to cover herself up again, but he placed his other hand over hers, stopping her as he peered down at her. “You're very pretty.” He took the rim of her skirt in the hand he used to stop hers. “Can I see the rest of you?”
    His questions seemed so sudden, but she nodded in response. He pulled the rest of the skirt up, then pulled it over her head, admiring her body for a time while her head and arms were held up by the fabric, and then he yanked it off her completely and took both her hiking boots off. She let him, not sure how to react. Only her step dad had undressed her before, but she didn't mind another male doing it. And he was so gentle about it...
    He didn't speak, but instead spread her out on his sleeping mat and hugged one arm around her, holding her chest and stomach against his as he idly stroked her back and bottom. She didn't resist, but instead enjoyed how affectionate he was being.
    Then he let his index finger prod her in the area between her butthole and her “other” entrance and she started, surprised at the sudden action. Then he rubber that sensitive spot with his finger and her body responded by spreading her legs out a little. She rolled onto her back and he used the other hand to poke between her lips and tease her clit while using his other hand to unzip his pants.
    He saw the eager expression on her face when she realized what he was about to do and nodded approvingly, slipping out of his boxers and letting his length dangle freely as he positioned himself over her. She tried to reach for his toy to grab it and suck on it, like the game she played with her step dad at home, but his hand on her head stopped her as he laughed silently. “Oh, so you've done this before?” He bent down to whisper in her blue-tipped ear. “I knew you were a special one.” He ran a finger up and down her stomach, touching her sensitive places each time.
    She giggled and leaned back, leaving her body exposed to him as she looked up at him. “I like this game. I play it at home.” She then looked down at his cock as it started to stiffen. “We lick...” She let the words trail off as she returned her gaze to his.
    He patted her head and stopped stroking her. “Ah, well did you know there are other ways to play this game?” He didn't wait for a response, but instead picked her up and placed her on her stomach, then used his legs to part hers easily and pinned her down under one arm. She gasped, but the position she was in made it hard to struggle free. He used his free hand to poke at her crotch and slide a finger up her pussy to wiggle around. At first, she wasn't sure how to take this new feeling, but after a bit it felt good instead of weird. She didn't relax, but instead wiggled around in a different way, loving the feeling of his finger inside her, loving this new game of trying to push his finger harder against her walls to increase the pleasure she felt.
    He leaned over her with his finger still inside her, now using it to pull her closer while hugging her around the waist with the other hand. “You like that?” he asked, twirling his finger around inside her while rubbing her clit with his thumb. When she struggled and moaned in pleasure as a response, he lowered her to her knees and pushed his weight against her, making it hard for her to move her legs from that kneeling position. “Would you like something bigger up there?”
    She nodded vigorously, and he slid his finger out of her. She watched his movements as his finger tip popped out of her and brought a bit of her white mess with it. He rubbed the wetness on his cock to moisten his toy and make it fit into her tight space easier and then brought it up to her pussy. He pushed the tip inside her, pausing to see how she reacted, and then pushing it in deeper when she gave a shudder and a moan. He then started to pump in and out of her, fondling her crotch as he did so and licking the back of her neck.
    It felt so big inside her and she tried to spread out as much as possible to give it more room. He grunted with each push inside her and she could feel his heavy breathing and the up-and-down movement on her back as he pushed his toy farther inside her. It started to stiffen and lengthen, stretching out the tight space it occupied. When it felt like it couldn't get any bigger inside her, he let out his load, filling her up at the same time she shuddered out a bit of wetness and then he let her sink down on a cushion, her crotch dripping white and the last bits of his cum firing out onto her butt.
    He came to lay beside her as she turned over on her back, then hugged her close to him, his wet cock brushing her leg. “Have fun?” She could only nod in reply as she panted. He squeezed her gently, making some of the mess seep out of her and onto his cushions. When she finally caught her breath, he moved away, letting her rest there. He pulled a towel and a box of wipes from his pack and went back over to her, sitting in front of her and positioning her straight on her back.
    She looked down at his hands as he wiped the mess from her crotch with a wipe, wiggling when he lingered over her clit a bit longer than he probably needed to, and then shuddered when he poked a finger wrapped in a clean wipe inside her, twirling it around as he cleaned her. He effectively had her squirming when he poked his finger back out of her and looked down at her as her expression begged for more. He rolled her over on her stomach and spread her legs out, flipping her tail up out of the way as he starts to scrub her butt, poking a wipe-wrapped finger in there as well, but not too deeply. She loved the feeling of how he rubbed his hand over her and wiggled her hips to rub her clit against the cushion fabric as he playfully fondled her while cleaning her.
    When he was done, he sat back and she rolled over to see him starting to scrub himself. “Wait.” She crawled closer to him and looked at his toy. “Can... Can I clean it?”
    “Sure.” He took one of her small hands and gave her a wipe, then placed it over his shaft. “Just rub up and down. And don't forget to clean the tip.” He bare finished talking before she started rubbing with both hands. He liked how vigorous she was being and pet her head as she went. She scrubbed his balls next and leaned forward, looking at his tip. She still hadn't cleaned it and she wondered if she could do what she was thinking about. She leaned in closer and he gave no objection, so she popped the tip in her mouth and started licking it clean.
    She felt his hand press against her head as he leaned forward. “You're going to make us both messy again.” He chuckled and stroked over her back with his other hand. “Make sure you get it all.” He moaned softly as she used her tongue, trying to be thorough and liking the taste. He stroked lower as he went, eventually groping her butt and licking her ear tip as he felt his mess boil up inside his shaft. “I'm about to make another mess.” But she didn't stop, and she rode him until he spilled, and she let go, getting his mess all over her face.
    She looked up at him, wiping her eyes and then grabbing the towel to wipe off. “Do you need cleaning again?”
    He just laughed. “No, I think that's enough cleaning for tonight.” He helped clean off the messy cub and then held her close. “It's late and cold out. I don't want you walking back to your tent this late. Stay here with me and I'll get you up early for some breakfast, okay?”
    She pushed herself against him as he wrapped his blanket around them, enjoying the invitation to cuddle. “Okay.”
    She was almost asleep when she felt his hand brush her naughty bits, thumb rubbing gently against her clit. “We can also take a shower.” He held her closer to him, and she wiggled a bit, not sure she'd be able to sleep at all that night.