7 comments/ 147834 views/ 80 favorites Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 00 By: m_storyman_x Authors Note: All characters in this story are over the age of 18! This is the prequal to the girl scout leader series. Enjoy! * "Stupid, stupid, stupid. That's what I am....Just plain stupid." I said to myself as I stood naked, waist deep in the cold water holding the green bar of soap. "Um. You wouldn't mind turning around, would you?" I asked the woman standing on the rock idly playing with the hem of one leg of her nylon running shorts. "Actually I would mind very much!" She answered with a crooked grin partially hidden by the tip of one finger that was teasing her lower lip. The light breeze gently teased her auburn hair, a stark contrast to the white tank top that it fluttered around, the myriad of dark reddish brown poke-a-dots on her pale skin standing out even more against the white shirt as she stood there expectantly. Why was I standing in cold water, naked, wishing that the woman obviously waiting for me to come out, would turn around? Well, part of me was wondering how events had conspired to put me here as well, the other part....well it just thought I was stupid. It all started years and years ago when my own girls were girl scouts and there weren't any leaders trained in the advanced levels for their troops to be able to do things like backpacking and canoeing and such. Having served for years as a Boy Scout leader these kinds of activities were second nature to me. With some trepidation I agreed to become a registered Girl Scout leader and for years provided support to not only my own troop, but a number of other troops in the area that wanted to go camp, canoe and backpack. It was almost a relief when my oldest daughter finished and I could step back and not take these kinds trips. Oh don't get me wrong, they were basically enjoyable, but well past forty, my body didn't love sleeping on the ground quite so much. I also didn't particularly enjoy having to fend off the advances of some of the leaders when we were out in the middle of nowhere. Yeah, it was great for my ego, and yeah, I did allow a few to succeed, but the stress at the possibility of getting caught was not fun at all, especially if my wife was along on the trip. But like I said, I had gotten out of that business....that was until my wife talked me into going back in to help the troop my youngest was now in. I agreed reluctantly, expecting a camping trip or maybe a short canoe trip. It wasn't until after I had agreed to go that the girls informed me they wanted to go to northern tier, a scout camp in northern Minnesota where scouts could canoe out into the Canadian boundary waters, a remote and primitive wilderness area where no motor vehicles or boats were allowed. This was not a trip for the unprepared! After long descriptions of the desolation and isolation, stories of encounters with bears and other wild life to discourage the girls, they seemed to want to go even more, so I started them on a program of conditioning and training. Once other troops in the area heard we were going we were bombarded with requests to join in the trip. On limitation that the council put on the trip was that all the girls had to be eighteen or over, which eliminated more than half of our troop, including my daughter, much to their displeasure. We were also limited to not more than fourteen persons on the boundary waters park permit. So the girls got to vote on what troop to accept along with us and we settled on eight girls and four leaders. The decision made, we scheduled two short overnight canoe trips and two backpack trips for training. One weakness I do have in my training is that I am not a certified lifeguard, a requirement that the Girl Scout council demands for all water trips. In order to make these trips possible, the troops located a lifeguard that was willing to make the trip. A tall slender woman named Annette Summers. She had shoulder length reddish hair that was frequently in a ponytail, pale white skin that was covered with little reddish speckles everyplace I had seen, and a smile that was as constant as the twinkle in her green eyes. The "new" girls as well as the two leaders from the other troop became a constant fixture at our planning and training meetings, many of these including mock portages where the girls had to don heavy packs and carry a canoe a half mile before switching and letting another team carry it back. All in all we were going to end up with thirteen of us broken down into five canoes. Since I had been there a number of times, the camp was not going to require us to have a guide, meaning that I would end up being the only guy in our group. A minor problem with accommodations in two man tents, solved by the fact I would be able to sleep in the same tent as my wife. For six months prior to our trip I spent periodic weekends teaching the girls how to canoe on lakes, very different than the river canoeing we did around here, how to deal with a swamped or dumped canoe in the middle of a lake, how to portage and how to get in and out of a canoe in rugged conditions. It would seem to be an easy task, but the rocks along the edges of the lakes there are razor sharp and if you get in with the canoe sitting on or over one of these rocks you could easily drive a hole right through the bottom of the thin aluminum canoes used up there. Unlike the heavy canoes used in Missouri on the rivers and designed to withstand constant ramming and bouncing over the rocks in the rapids, the canoes used up north are light and thin to allow them to be easily carried on the many portages we would be making from lake to lake. As warmer weather came we made a couple overnight canoe trips at Lake of the Ozarks, the girls having to paddle ten miles a day to and from our campground. After the first trip it was clear that some of them needed a bit more conditioning, which they did, and our second trip was done much quicker and more organized. All in all I thought we were ready to go. Food packed, gear checked and ready to be loaded into the two suburbans we would use for the nearly nine hundred mile trip. That's when the first problem started. Of all things, my wife came down with a stomach bug the day before we were to leave, leaving her weak and spending most of her time leaning over a bucket. Fortunately by evening she had gotten to the point where she could hold down liquids, but that was a far cry from being able to take on the kind of trip we were about to go on. After a lot of discussion with the girls, she encouraged them to not cancel the trip, but instead to pick another adult to go along in her place. As much as she hated to miss this long awaited trip, she knew that she would not be ready to go and the permit for the trip was very specific on dates. A co-leader, Julie, stepped up and volunteered to go; solving one problem and bringing an old problem back up again. Sleeping arrangement were now out of whack again. Being the only guy in the group presented a bit of a problem. The solution was to put me into my own one man backpack tent, leaving the ladies and girls to pair up in the six remaining tents, each large enough to hold two or three girls or two adults. With all the fixes in place, I took Julie to the store to help her purchase the items she would need to take. Julie was moderately built; not thin, but also not at all fat. She had a great looking ass that looked even better in the thin nylon shorts and wind pants that we picked. Everything, even underwear, had to be synthetic since we would frequently end up wet and cotton just doesn't dry that well. We had to search for almost half an hour before we found a bra to fit her D cup chest that was all synthetic. I had to actually try not to get a hardon as she stepped out of the dressing room to model the sports bra, her nipples poking it out like headlights. With all her gear selected and paid for, we headed home to pack it into the gear bags in place of my wife's clothes. At five the next morning I kissed my wife goodbye, promising that we would find a way to make the trip again, and two suburbans packed with women and gear headed out for the long drive. We arrived at Ely base camp a bit before nine pm. Fortunately we were able to get checked in, even though we were past the regular check in time, and they put us up in two little dome huts that had bunks around the outside wall, ten bunks to a hut. The leaders decided that we would split the girls into two groups for the night with leaders in both huts. That meant I was going to share with Julie, Annette and six girls. After a number of quiet comments by Annette as I was changing into sleep clothes, I climbed into my sleeping bag and was more than ready for a good night's sleep after the long drive. Morning came and I vacated the cabin and went for a shower while the girls got changed before getting my turn in the little hut while the girls were gone to breakfast. I had just finished stripping off my shorts to put on some fresh underwear, which I had somehow dropped on the way to the shower when the little door opened and Annette slipped in. "Sorry, forgot something." She said, walking across the little domed cabin, never taking her eyes off of my naked body as I tried to quickly pull my underwear on. "Nice bod. Wondered what it looked like under that swim suit." She said as she continued to look at me as she dug into her pack. I had on only an extremely skimpy men's bikini underwear, the only thing I could get in all synthetic, my cock bulging the thin material out. I pulled my shorts off the bed and held them in front of my practically exposed cock while she grinned at me with a mischievous smile, her green eyes dancing with laughter. "If I didn't know better I'd say you timed that pretty well." I answered, waiting for her to leave. "Who says you know better?" She replied, pulling a t-shirt out of her bag and tossing it on the top bunk near mine. She pulled off her t-shirt, baring her top and her surprisingly large breasts. Her creamy white breasts were full and round, easily large enough to take two hands to cup, each one with a large pink nipple, standing hard and erect in the middle of a nearly two inch across puckered pink areola. Her skin was creamy white and her reddish freckles extended down her neck and across both round breasts, which bounced ever so slightly as she walked across the little cabin toward the bunk she tossed the shirt on. "Um... Not a good idea." I stammered, unable to tear my eyes off her tits as they got closer. I could feel my cock quickly growing in the thin underwear and quickly wondered if they would hold me if I got much harder. "Oh? Well, we're going to be working closely together the next week, no point in being too bashful, is there?" She asked as she reached past me for her shirt, her nipples grazing my bare chest as she did. She stood nearly up against me, as she lifted her arms high over her head, letting the shirt slide down her arms and over her head. With a little tug she pulled the shirt down and slowly covered her tits, her nipples still inches from my chest. "You don't want to share, do you?" She coaxed, tugging on the shorts I held in front of myself with one of her fingers. "Ummm Not really." I answered her as she moved her finger over to my hip and slowly slid the tip of it down my leg before sliding it under my shorts, the tip of her finger sliding across my significantly hardened cock. "Ohhhh. That does feel like a nice one. You sure you don't want to let me see it?" She coaxed, rolling her hand over to lay it on my cock and give it a little squeeze. "Not really a good idea." I answered. "I see. Well....I'm sure somewhere in the next week I'll get a chance to see it." She said with a smirk, giving it a gentle squeeze as she leaned closer to me. She gently flicked my earlobe with her tongue and then whispered. "I'd really like to feel it inside me too. I bet with a cock like that you're really something to ride." Just as suddenly as she got there she turned and walked out, leaving me sweating and with a monster hardon. "Damn." I muttered as I got myself dressed and finally headed out to breakfast, my cock still half hard in my shorts. The day went by quickly, filled with route planning, equipment checkout and briefings. When we were done the sun was just starting to slide behind the trees, mosquitos large enough to put landing lights on, coming out to look for their dinner. Being the last night we could go without bug repellant on every exposed portion of skin, the girls decided to all gather into one of the huts, a simple battery lantern hung from the ceiling to light the mostly circular confines. One of the girls dug out a deck of cards and a game of some kind while I settled back on my bunk to read a little. "Hey Mister C, wanna come play too?" One of the girls called. "Not sure what you're even playing." I answered. "It's a good game. I promise!" Candice, the defacto girl leader of the troop called to me. "Ok. If you insist." I said as I closed my book and walked over the girls and ladies making a space for me to sit down. I wasn't sure I ever quite got the rules down, in fact they seemed to change frequently. The general idea of the game get rid of your cards by asking someone else if they have something. If they do you get as many as they have. If you can make a set of some sort you get to put it down, if not you have to draw a card from their hand. Overall it seemed fun, except that I lost all 3 games, and I swear that the rules kept changing. When we finally called it quits for the night we broke up and made a last dash for the restrooms up the path, dodging the skeeters all the way. It only took me a few minutes to get back and was the first one back. I quickly stripped out of my day clothes, tossing them on the bunk as I quickly started pulling on my shorts before the girls got back. I almost made it before Julie ducked back in, her eyes locking onto my thin navy blue underwear as I pulled my shorts up. "Now that was an interesting view." She said with a giggle as she crossed to her bunk near mine. "Wasn't expecting a floor show before bed." "Good thing it wasn't one of the girls." I said with a shake of my head. "I thought I was going to be done by the time you guys got back." "Well, I'm glad I ran on ahead." She said with a grin as she bent over to dig out the t-shirt she was planning on using to sleep in. "You know, I can't send you out into the night while we all change. How about you just close your eyes?" She said, standing there holding the bottom of her shirt. "Ok." I answered with a shrug as I sat on the bunk and then rolled onto it, my feet facing her direction and my mind wondering what she was playing at. I couldn't think of a single thing I had done that would encourage her or make her think that I was in some way after her body. Before I could roll over to face the wall, she pulled her shirt up and off, exposing her big boobs in the thin sports bra. I lay there stunned as she quickly grabbed the bottom elastic of the bra and pulled it up, hooking it over her surprisingly large breasts. With them no longer pressed flat by the bra, the sagged out into round full breasts, each one topped with an oblong dark pink areola and a hard nipple nearly as large around as my thumb. "After all you did to help me pick it I thought you might want to see what it was holding." She said with a giggle, pulling it back down and trying to tuck her big boobs back into it as the first of the girls clomped up the steps leading to the little cabin. I quickly rolled over to face the wall and lay there wondering what the heck was going on. The last thing I needed was for word of this kind of thing to get home. I mean with the girls around ANY kind of fooling around was dangerous. Not that I was a saint or anything. I had my dalliances over the years, but I was trying hard to put that behind me. But between Annette and Julie's displays it was going to be a long and difficult week. As the girls came in I could hear them all chatting and giggling as they changed into their sleep stuff and climbed into their sleeping bags. I could finally relax when the small lantern went out, plunging the interior of the cabin into darkness. It couldn't be morning yet, and the dream I was having was... well... really good. In my dream Julie was busy slowly riding up and down my shaft, driving me toward climax at an incredible rate. My dream was so realistic I could almost feel her pussy around my shaft as I slowly woke up. But waking up did not shake the dream. If anything it made it even more real. I could feel my hips slowly lifting up to the sensations of hot wetness sliding down my shaft. Only after several long slow strokes did I realize that I wasn't dreaming any longer and in the dim light I could see a shadowy shape of a head hovering over my stomach. The surprise made me jump and I almost called out, but after sitting up quickly and whacking my head on the bottom of the bunk above me, I lay back down and stifled a groan that was pain from my head mixed with the incredible sensations of whoever was sucking my cock. Out of fear of being discovered as much as not wanting it to stop, I lay back and let whoever it was continue. I suspected it was either Julie or Annette, but really couldn't be sure which in the dim light. Both had similar hair styles. I reached out and ran a hand along the back of the person, feeling a T-shirt. As my hand stroked it didn't feel any bra straps, so I rolled my hand over and reached under, feeling the softness of a full breast in my hand. I gently squeezed it, receiving an acknowledging squeeze of the hand around my cock that was working in concert with the hot wet mouth. "Mmmmmm" I groaned very softly as the mouth went back to work, her tongue swirling around my head and expertly teasing that sensitive spot under it. I wanted to say things and make noise, but all I could do was to lay back and let her have her way for fear of waking the girls. Finally I could hold back no longer. I allowed my hips to rise as my cock swelled and unloaded the first full shot of hot cum into her mouth. Like an expert, she swallowed the thick cream down without stopping her motions, my cock quickly depositing half a dozen more strong shots into her mouth before subsiding to soft gentle twitches. And then she was gone. By the time I opened my eyes, no one was to be seen and I had no idea which of the two women had just done such a wonderful job. I put my now shriveled cock back unto my shorts and lay back to try and go back to sleep, wondering why and if it was Annette or Julie. Morning came with the sound of a woodpecker beating its head against a tree not far from our little cabin. I slipped out of bed, grabbed the clothes I would wear for the first day on the water and slipped quietly out of the cabin. The warm water of the shower felt good, and was the last I would feel for a week. As much as I loved going into the wilderness, the one thing I really missed was a warm shower. I had gotten pretty good at doing a shower using two one liter squeeze bottles, but doubted that I would have the opportunity here. It's different to get to do that with all guys, but with a bunch of girls running around, I wasn't sure I wanted to go off and stand naked in the woods for a shower. No, it would probably be cold dips in the lake water for the next week. Showered, dried and dressed, I headed back to the little dome cabin, stepping inside to find the girls in all states of dress and undress. Candice was standing naked from the waist up, looking at me as if it were perfectly natural to flash her naked chest at a man. I excused myself and ducked back out before I made a fool of myself. "You can go in now." Candice said as she stepped out of the cabin several minutes later. "I don't think you saw anything you weren't supposed to." Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 00 "That's good." I said as I got up off the stair I was sitting on and headed into the cabin behind her, ducking down to get through the extremely low door. The girls were all dressed and the huge gray packs that would hold our gear for the trip were half packed in the middle of the one room cabin. It only took me a few minutes to gather the last of my stuff, one extra pair of zip-off pants, one under armor shirt, five pairs of very skimpy synthetic underwear, three pairs of synthetic boot socks, one hooded sweat shirt and one pair of synthetic running shorts. Not much to wear for a whole week, but it would be more than enough. Getting the girls to trim down to such a light load... that was the difficult part. I stuffed my sleeping bag and thermarest mattress into the pack with my clothes bag and then laid my bright yellow tent bag on top of the pack that would hold two of the other tents. With my gear packed I stuffed the remaining items I had into the duffel waiting on the floor and headed to the parking lot to toss it into the suburban on the way to the office. It took nearly half an hour to sign the final paperwork and have them pull the canoes and gear for our trip. By that time all the girls and leaders were packed and waiting down by the water with the six big gray packs and the smaller but heavier food and cook packs. "All set?" I asked as I walked down the last of the gravel path toward them. I was met with twelve resounding yeses. We carefully loaded the packs into the canoes, each of the five canoes holding either two people and two packs or three people and a pack, with the exception of my canoe which somehow got the extra pack. My one deviation from the no-extra rule I had imposed was two fishing rods and a small container of lures to catch some fresh fish while we were out. That would be a treat for the girls and also allow us to stretch our food supply some if we managed to catch enough. We pushed off for our five day adventure and spent the next several hours making the long paddle up Moose, Newfound and Sucker lakes before stopping for lunch on a small island that straddled the US and Canadian border. We planned on making our first camp just after a couple short portages on Birch Lake, just a few more miles ahead. We had a leisurely lunch, after which we headed back out toward our first portage. We pulled into the landing area at the portage site, and stepped out into the cold water. Each girl was assigned a pack or canoe to carry. With a little disorganization we finally got everyone loaded with a pack or canoe and then set out on the several hundred yard portage around the small water fall. This first portage was really going to be the test of what the girls could handle, and I was proud to find that they each carried their load the whole way without complaint or problem. We dropped, gently, the canoes into the water, unloaded the packs into them and then set out once again toward the campsite we had selected, hoping no one had already claimed it for the night. Camp sites were typically first come first served, and a small group would usually share a larger site with another group, but with the size of our group I doubted that we would be so fortunate and hoped to get off the water early enough to have our pick of sites. Fortunately there was no one camping in the site we had chosen when we pulled in. It took a while to make camp, the girls learning how to set gear and tents, how to set the rain fly and most of all, where the rather unique bathroom facilities were. The bathroom here consisted of a two foot diameter tube sticking out of the ground with a toilet seat mounted on the top. No walls, no plumbing, no roof and oh yes... bring your own toilet paper. We quickly decided that a red rag we had in the cook box would serve as our "occupied" sign to prevent any accidental walk-ins to either them or myself. With the tents and rain fly up and ready for the quickly changing weather, it was time for me to get my one man tent out and set up. That was where the problems started. No matter how much I looked, my tent did not appear to be in the pack it was supposed to be, or for that matter, any other pack. "Has anyone seen my tent?" I asked the girls milling around the camp. "The yellow nylon bag about this big around and so long." I said, holding up my hands to describe the size. "Yellow and black?" Vanessa, one of the girls from the troop piped up. "Yeah." I answered, glad that she had seen it. "Ummm." She said looking down at the ground. "I think it's in the car. I saw it lying on the floor and took it to the car with my suitcase." She said quietly. "Oh. I see... Well stuff happens. It's not your fault." I told her as I sat down on the ground to try and work out what my next step was. "You can have my spot. I'll share with Suzie and Mandy." Vanessa said with a pleading look, hopeful that I wasn't angry with her." "Thanks for the offer, but I don't think that will work. I'll just sleep under the rain fly." I answered, realizing that there was no way I was going to even think about sleeping in a tent with the girls. "But the bugs will eat you alive!" One of the girls responded. "Well, that's what bug repellent is for." I said with a wry grin. "I'll be fine. Now, let's get to dinner. Who has water detail?" "I do!" Suzie called, walking over. "Ok well, let's go get some water and purify it." I said as I got up. The next two hours went by quickly, reminding the girls how to purify water and showing them how to put the food pack up in a tree to avoid bears. With that all done we could sit and relax a bit before bed. It was amazing how bright it still was at nine at night. "Mike." I heard Diane, one of the leaders from the other troop say from behind me. I turned around to find all four ladies standing expectantly behind me. "What's up? I asked curiously. "We, all the girls and the four of us, decided that it wasn't fair for you to have to sleep outside. And since you can't share a tent with the girls they all decided that we, the leaders, should make room for you in one of our two tents. The girls decided to triple up in one tent to make some room for one of us and you get the spot in the leader's tent." Samantha said quietly. "I see. First off, it sets a bad example for the girls, and second, I'm not sure my wife would approve." I replied honestly. "The girls understand that this isn't a normal thing and we promise that whoever you end up with will behave. It's really the only fair solution." Diane answered. I looked at them and then back to the girls who were all sitting around the fire trying hard to look but not look like they were. "Ok. So who do I end up with?" I asked with a sigh. "The girls thought that the best way was for us to draw straws." Julie said, holding out her hand with three short sticks and one longer one. "You hold, we draw." "Ok." I said, taking the sticks from them and arranging them in my hand so that they were all sticking out the same amount. Each of them stepped up and pulled a stick from my hand and then as a group held them up, Samantha's being the longest. "Ok. I'll get my stuff and move into the girl's tent." Diane said with a shrug, trying to hide the disappointment I could hear in her voice. "You don't have to." I said. "I really will sleep under the rain fly." "I know. It'll be fine!" She said, forcing a smile to her face as she walked away. "I'll go help." Samantha said, turning and running up the hill to catch Diane. "I think she was hoping to get to share a tent with you. I know we both hoped we'd win the draw." Annette said. "This isn't going to be some orgy!" I whispered sharply. "I'm agreeing to share a tent, not a sleeping bag." "We'll see." Julie said as she got up from where she was kneeling on the ground in front of me. "It's a long week." "If the girls even get a sniff of sexual activity it'd get back to my wife and I'd be dead meat. Don't count on anything happening...Period!" I said before she walked away. With Diane's gear moved into a tent with Pamela and Ellie I went about spreading my air mattress and sleeping bag in the tent with Samantha's gear. The Eureka tents we were using were relatively spacious for two adults so I didn't have to worry about sleeping right on top of her. I tossed my bag of clothes into the tent and then zipped it closed to keep out the bugs as darkness finally started to close in around us. With the sleeping arrangements finally taken care of, I joined the girls around the campfire and listened to them chitchat about their first day. After about an hour I excused myself and headed to my tent to hit the sack, my brain and body tired from the day's travels. I changed into my shorts and then flopped down on top of my sleeping bag, pulling my clothes bag under my head for a pillow. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep within minutes. Being the light sleeper that I am, I wasn't surprised when the sound of the zipper and the rustle of another person in the tent woke me. I lay there quietly with my eyes closed trying to give Samantha as much privacy as I could for her to get herself ready for bed. It was surprising how loud the sound of her pants zipper was in the darkness and how hard it was to actually keep my eyes closed and not peek. I could hear her moving around in the tent and wiggling to get her clothes either off or on, my mind conjuring up all kinds of sexy images and making my cock quickly harden. The suddenness of the impact and complete shock of the pain in my stomach caused me to not only open my eyes but practically jump into the air as I reacted to the completely unexpected punch in the stomach. As my body reacted, my arms, which were lying at my sides, clamped up to my stomach and chest, trapping her as it tried to deal with the sudden rush of pain. I'm sure she didn't mean it, in fact I am totally convinced it was just a silly accident, but with my eyes closed I simply had no warning as her elbow drove into my stomach when she lost her balance. "Oh lord! I'm sorry!" Samantha said as she half lay across me, her bare breasts pressed tightly to my chest as I squeezed her against me in reaction. Even in the dim light inside the tent, brightened somewhat by the campfire light playing across the large green side, I could tell she was almost completely naked as she lay with her top half across me, her chest pressed to mine and her head resting in the crook of my arm, her legs sticking out and tangled in her sleeping bag. "Um. Yeah. It's ok." I said a little breathlessly as my body tried to recover and my mind slowly focused back to the current situation. "You ok?" She asked in a soft, caring whisper. "Yeah." I answered, loosening my grip on her slightly so she could try to get an arm under her to hold herself up. "You don't have to let go if you don't want." She whispered, sliding her left arm around my neck and her right down and around my back instead of using it to hold herself up. I felt her roll her weight and press against me to force me to lie back down, which I did, while she rolled her hips, leaving her laying half on top of me, her tits pressing into my bare chest and her face inches from mine. "Sorry." I whispered as I let my grip loosen on her. "What do you have to be sorry for? I'm the one that fell on you." She whispered with a little giggle. "I'm sorry I fell on you... well mostly sorry. This is actually kind of nice." "Um. Yeah, but probably not a good idea." I agreed, my mind drawn to the softness of her body against me. She was maybe forty years old with jet black hair that matched her oriental look and heritage. She had a nice round butt and breasts that were larger than your typical Asian woman. I was still busy thinking about the fact that she was half laying on me, completely naked by the feel of her bare ass in my hand, when she lowered her face to mine and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. Her kiss grew longer by the second, and more sensual as well, her breath mixing with mine and her tongue gently teasing into my mouth. My body was quickly responding to the tingles her kiss was generating with me, my cock growing harder and fatter with each passing moment. "Mmmmmm" I moaned quietly into her mouth as her hand slipped inside my shorts and found my hard cock, wrapping around it and beginning to slowly stroke it. I lost track of how long we lay there, her lips pressed to mine, her hand down my shorts and my hands idly stroking up and down any inch of her bare skin they could reach, when she rolled her weight off of me, her lips still pressed to mine. She slowly lifted herself to her knees and swung one leg over mine, straddling my hips, her nipples gently grazing my chest as she reached between her legs and pushed my shorts down enough to expose my cock. Her mouth stifled another of my moans as I felt her grasp my cock and rub the head up and down between her sopping wet pussy lips. Ever so slowly she pushed herself back, forcing more pressure against the head of my cock until it suddenly slipped into her soft wet tunnel. "Ohhhhhhhh." She moaned so softly as she broke the kiss for the first time, lifting her upper body, her hands on my chest for support as she slowly sank down on my cock, her pussy enveloping it inch by inch as she just sat there on it. I could feel her walls squeeze and loosen around my shaft, her body stroking and caressing it as it sank deeper into her. "Oh god." I breathed quietly as the head of my cock pressed into the end of her tunnel, my whole body screaming at me to just fuck her with abandon. With effort I quelled my instincts and allowed her to set her pace, slowly sliding her trembling wet pussy up off my shaft, only my head remaining inside her, before starting back down in a long slow smooth motion. "Yesssssss." She hissed breathlessly as she stroked up and down my shaft slowly, her riding making my cock grow fatter and longer the longer she rode me. I moved my hands from where they rested on her round ass, up her sides and finally cupping both of her soft mounds, letting my fingers tease and squeeze her rock hard nipples in time with her strokes. Her pussy seemed to quiver more, clenching and unclenching around my shaft in fast little spasms, almost as if she were having one long drawn out orgasm. Sweat ran down her chest and dripped from her chin as she continued to ride me in the now stifling tent, the close confines heating up quickly from our bodies. "Oh god cum for me." She whispered as she made yet another trip up and down my shaft. "I don't know how much longer I can take this." I looked at her tits and my hands squeezing them, one of my favorite sights, and allowed the sensations of her pussy to have their way. I felt my cock expand, the mushroom head growing even fatter inside her as she stroked up and down again and again, her motions smooth and totally silent except for a very slight squish at the end of each stroke. My body finally had all it could take and with a sudden jerk my hips drove my cock up into her, slapping against her bare ass as my dick squirted a long hot jet of my cum into her. Again and again my body jerked, emptying my pent up cum into her until it was finally spent, my cock softening inside her. She gently lowered herself down onto me, stretching her legs out around mine and softly kissing my cheek. "Thank you. I can't remember ever cuming for so long or so hard." She whispered dreamily in my ear. "I just want to lay here now and feel you inside me." "Ok." I whispered back, wrapping my arms around her body and holding her in place on my chest as I drifted off to sleep again. Sometime during the night I woke and found that Samantha had rolled off of me, one arm and one leg still draped across my body as she lay with her head on my shoulder, her body gently moving in time with her gentle breathing. I gently disengaged her from around me and eased out of the tent, pulling my shorts back in place as I stood up. I grabbed my shoes and stepped into them as I zipped the tent closed. I wasted no time in trotting toward the toilet, trying to avoid getting eaten alive by the mosquitoes that attacked almost immediately. I quickly peed and ran back to the tent, unzipping and practically diving in to zip it closed behind me and keep the little blood suckers out. "You're back." She whispered sleepily, holding her arms out toward me. I lay back down and she snuggled back against me, reaching for her sleeping bag and pulling it over the two of us as a blanket before falling back asleep, her naked body pressed against mine. Morning came with the sun rising early over the trees and the birds waking from their nightly slumber with a cacophony of calls, tweets and squawks. Samantha was still sprawled across me so I gently slipped from under her and then carefully crawled across her. Kneeling on her air mattress, or as much of it as I could, I stripped off my shorts and reached for my bag. She rolled onto her back, exposing most of her body as she reached for my softened cock. "Hi." She whispered as she gently played with me, starting me hardening. "Not good." I whispered back as I dug into my small bag for a clean pair of underwear. "It's ok." She whispered as she pushed the sleeping bag the rest of the way off, letting me see the neatly shaved tuft of black hair on her mound, her face lifting and gently engulfing my partially hardened cock. I froze in place, basically on my hands and knees across her, while she slowly sucked and licked my now quickly hardening cock. She spent several minutes working her mouth up and down my shaft, teasing my balls with her fingers. "Uh." I grunted as she pushed her face toward me, driving my cock down her throat, which was a fit even tighter than her pussy had been the night before. "Keep that up and you're going to get a load." I warned. Her only response was to suck me even harder, working a hand and her mouth up and down my long shaft. I could feel my orgasm inching closer, my balls pulling tight and the tingle in the base of my cock indicating its imminent release. "Uhhhhhh." I grunted quietly as the first stream of cum lanced out into her mouth. She choked a single cough and then repositioned her face on my shaft to take the next shots without choking, sucking and swallowing each shot of my juice until she had milked me dry. Finally she pulled away and let go of me, a contented smile on her face. "Thank you." She mouthed silently as she looked up at me. I was still breathing hard as I pulled my pants and shirt on, my cock now covered in the small underwear I had brought. I stepped out and zipped the tent closed, cutting off my view of her naked body, her legs spread wide and her fingers teasing her pussy as she looked at me between her upraised knees. I gingerly stepped over the rocky ground to the fire ring and sat down to put on my socks and boots. Finally dressed I set about building a fire to cook breakfast on when the girls finally woke. "Hey there. Sleep good?" Julie asked as she stepped over the log I was sitting on and sat down next to me. "Yeah, slept like a rock." I replied, looking into the fire and hoping she didn't notice the lie. "Something was like a rock." She whispered. I turned and stared at her, suddenly worried that the girls had heard what was going on. "Don't worry. I don't think the girls heard. I heard a moan while I was headed to the bathroom and the girls were all still around the fire. " She whispered back. "Sounded like someone was enjoying the night though." I just sat and stared at her until she broke down laughing as if I had told a funny joke. "You should see your face." She whispered when she stopped laughing. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 00 "I hope." I said simply as I turned back to the fire. The girls slowly straggled out of their tents, along with the other leaders and Samantha, looking surprisingly not like she had a wild night of sex. After breakfast we all cleaned up, packed our gear and then headed out for the relatively short trip, to the Isle of pines a mere five miles and four portages away. We arrived at the site in time for a late lunch, which we all gratefully ate before setting up camp. Setup of camp was much smoother this time, and the larger flat area meant the tents could be spread out a bit farther, reducing the impact on the campsite. It also meant that I had time to go out and do a little fishing, which I undertook with Liz, one of girls from our troop. We slowly fished around the shoreline of the island, catching three nice sized northern pike, which would become a good part of dinner. One thing I had noticed while I was out fishing was a nice secluded rock shelf that was nearly at lake level that would provide an excellent place to get wet, or in this case, take a quick bath. While I would much rather have a warm shower, after the activities the night before had left me feeling a bit grungy. To that end, late in the afternoon I grabbed what I needed and slipped quietly out of camp, hiking the quarter mile across the island to the south facing, and still sunny rock ledge. It only took me a few moments to strip down naked and gingerly walk out into the chilly water. I hadn't planned on lingering, so I quickly got wet, soaped up and then dunked back down in the water, rubbing the soap suds from my body. I turned around and stopped dead in my tracks, Annette standing on the rock ledge where my clothes were laying. "Stupid, stupid, stupid. That's what I am....Just plain stupid." I said to myself as I stood there, waist deep in the cold. "Um. You wouldn't mind turning around, would you?" I asked the Annette, standing on the rock idly playing with the hem of one leg of her bright blue nylon running shorts. "Actually I would mind very much!" She answered with a crooked grin partially hidden by the tip of one finger that was teasing her lower lip. The light breeze gently teased her auburn hair, a stark contrast to the white tank top that it fluttered around, the myriad of dark reddish brown poke-a-dots on her pale skin standing out even more against the white shirt as she stood there expectantly. "I was kind of thinking that I might join you." "That's probably not a really good idea." I said, helpless to stop her from pulling her own shirt off and exposing her bare chest. With a very naughty look on her face, she slipped her fingers into her shorts and pushed them down, skimming them off her legs and leaving her completely naked. She stepped gingerly into the water in front of me, her shaved mound screaming "look at me" as she exaggerated each step to spread her slender legs and show more of herself to me. "After last night, I wouldn't think you'd mind a naked woman with you." She said teasingly as she continued to slowly wade deeper into the water toward me. "What do you mean?" I asked trying to sound innocent. "Oh come now. We're adults. I know all too well the sounds of an orgasm. I'm quite sure you don't expect me to believe that she gave that to herself with you in the tent all asleep and everything." She said as she stepped within a few feet of me. "No, I don't suppose you would believe that." I answered as she stepped within inches of me. She slowly dipped herself down into the water up to her neck and then stood back up, the cold lake water cascading off her body and the chill making her already hard nipples stand even harder. "So why don't you just wash me off. I feel like a very dirty girl at the moment." She said in a soft sultry voice. She reached for my hand, still holding the bar of soap, and pulled it to her chest, slowly moving it around to soap herself with my hand. She reached for my other hand and pulled it down and pushed it gently between her legs, pushing my fingers up against her lips. "Ohhhhh yeah. You can do that too." She half moaned as she started to rock her hips against my hand. "Horny, huh?" I asked, my inhibitions draining away as my fingers teased between her lips and my other hand ran back and forth across her chest with the soap. "Uh huh. Very!" She said as she closed her eyes, letting go of my hand to move hers to my neck to hold on. "Back up." I said softly, slowly stepping toward her and making her take first one and then more steps backwards. I pushed her backwards until she was only thigh deep in the water and then tossed the soap toward the rock outcropping several feet behind her. I reached down and gently scooped water up and rinsed the soap from her body, rubbing my hands all around her firm round tits. I lowered my head down and gently sucked her right nipple into my mouth, letting my tongue swirl around and around the hard protrusion as I suctioned it deeper into my mouth. "OH god yesssss." She hissed quietly as my hand slid down her body and between her legs again, this time pushing between her lips until my tip was able to penetrate into her tight tunnel. We stood there for long minutes while I worked from breast to breast, sucking and nibbling on her tits while my finger teased her pussy, sliding up and down the length of her lips to find her clit with each stroke. "OH god! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" She moaned as she pulled my head tightly to her chest, her hips rocking in time with the strokes of my fingers. "Ok. Turn around." I told her as I pulled my face from her chest. She stepped back and turned around, bending over to hold onto a rock and step her legs apart. I took a second to enjoy the view of her bright pink lips, spread and glistening with moisture, her ass pushed out at me and waiting for me to fill her. I stepped up behind her and pressed my mushroom head between her lips, sliding it up and down to gently gather her moisture on it and then engage it into her tunnel. I pushed slowly until I felt my head slip into her tight tunnel and then started to make short little strokes, each one working a little more of me into her incredibly tight pussy. She felt as tight as a teenager around my cock, her tunnel having to expand and stretch to accept my fat shaft. Each stroke inched a little more of me into her, and elicited a little gasp or squeak of pleasure from her lips. Stroke after stroke I worked more of myself into her until finally I could feel the end of her velvety tunnel pressing against my head. I changed my strokes to long slow strokes that pulled my whole shaft from her until I could drive it quickly back into her, each stroke making her whole body shake as my hips slapped loudly against her firm ass. I was beyond caring where I was or who might hear or see, my cock driving my actions more than my brain. Those actions soon had Annette moaning loudly as I drove her toward the pinnacle of her climax, her whole body trembling and shaking for at least a full minute as my cock pounded into her. "Oh god oh god oh god." She squeaked with each stroke, her whole body twitching and her tunnel spasming around my shaft as it pushed me closer to my own climax. "I'm going to cum!" I grunted as I slapped into her yet again. "YES! DO IT! Fill me with your cum! OHHHH GOD YES!" she cried loudly as my body jerked hard, driving my shaft to the hilt inside her and spurting a hot surge of cum into her. Time and again my body spasmed, adding more to the load of cum that was already leaking from her tight pussy, around my cock and dripping into the lake in long white strings. "OH damn." I gasped as I stood in the cold water trying to catch my breath. "I'll say." Annette echoed as she panted for breath, slowly pulling off my cock and turning around to face me. She squatted down above the cold water and gently splashed the cold water on her pussy, washing first herself, and then my glistening cock. "Damn... I'd been wanting that for months now." "Hope it was worth the wait." I answered as I stepped past her and up onto the rock. "Oh yeah. More than worth the wait." She answered as she climbed up out of the water with me. Unlike a normal shower or bath, the first thing we did was to quickly dry and then cover each other with bug repellant cream before dressing. As interesting as it was to share putting the cream on this way, the enjoyment was tempered as I started to think about the possibility of being discovered, even in this relatively secluded space. I mean if Annette could find me, what stopped the girls from doing so? Fortunately by the time the two of us wandered back to camp from different directions, things appeared to be normal. I breathed a quick sigh of relief before settling down next to the fire ring, my back to a log for a quick rest before I had to clean and cook the fish. The rest of the afternoon and dinner time passed without incident, and I was even able to find a comfortable position near the fire for a short catnap. For some reason I was flat tired! Eventually darkness fell and we all sat around the fire chatting and talking about what the next day held. Eventually Annette, Julie, Samantha and Diane called it a night, leaving me to "keep an eye" on the girls till they called it a night. With me leaning back against the log and watching the fire, the girls dug out their deck of cards and started playing some game that quickly started sounding like a truth or dare game. They would draw cards and the high card would get to form a question. They would all draw again and the low card would have to answer it. In general the questions were pretty mundane, what boy do you like at school, have you ever kissed a boy, that kind of thing. I got a bit concerned when Suzie, Julies daughter, asked the question "have you ever been naked in front of a boy?" Pamela, having drawn the low card didn't want to answer. The girls quickly put their heads together and decided that you could take a "penance act" instead, but you wouldn't know what that was until after you refused to answer. "Hold it girls. Need I remind you that there are specific rules about hazing? Those rules include that no-one, absolutely no one is to be forced or coerced into doing things against their will." "Don't worry Mister C. This is all for fun. We won't do anything that would get anyone hurt." Vanessa answered. "Ok, but I'll be watching just to be sure!" I replied, wishing a couple of the ladies had stayed up with me. "No problem!" Vanessa answered. The girls put their heads together again and announced that her consolation act would be to go strip to her underwear and run twice around camp. "Is that all? Hell some of my track stuff shows more than that!" She said as she quickly stood up and stripped off her shirt, kicked off her sneakers and skimmed her nylon wind pants off, leaving her in a small sports type bra and a pair of bikini panties before pulling her shoes back on again. She easily jogged the two loops around the camp, making the last loop short and hurdling over me before stopping by the fire and quickly pulling her pants and shirt on again. "Ok..since I had to do the penance I think I should get to ask the next question!" Pamela said as she sat back down. The girls quickly decided that was fair and would add a different angle to the game, letting you "buy" the next question by doing the penance. "Have you ever let a boy play with your breasts... And if so, who?" Pamela asked with a grin, holding out the deck of cards. Each girl drew one, Mandy being the low card with a five. "I'm not saying that!" Mandy said quickly. "So you're not going to answer?" Pamela asked her. "Uh uh!" Mandy said emphatically. "You know you're going to have to do penance then." Candice said. "Ok. but, I'm not answering that!" Mandy said firmly. The girls put their heads together and after a lot of whispering Pamela turned to her and said. "Go over to Mister C, and take your shirt off and let him play with your tits for a whole minute." "Wait a minute!" I said in horror. God the last thing I needed was to get tangled up playing with the girls! Good lord what were they thinking????" "Awwwww Come on Mister C, I know you know what to do with them." Suzie said. "We won't tell anyone, we promise!" "Yeah, like I'd risk doing this? Seriously girls?" I asked them. Candice got up and walked over. She knelt down next to me and leaned close. I expected her to plead for me to do it like the other girls seemed to be doing, but instead she whispered something that caught me completely off guard. "You wouldn't want the whole camp to know that you were standing in the lake fucking Miss Summers would you?" She asked. I sat there looking in shock at her as she grinned knowing that she had indeed struck a nerve. "I mean, you looked so hot out there, fucking her and then rubbing that cream all over her body. It would be a shame for that to get out, now wouldn't it?" She whispered. "You wouldn't!" "Uh huh. I will...unless of course you'd rather people to know that I sucked your cock in the bunkhouse before we left. I bet that would go over good too." "You!?" "Uh huh." She answered with a grin. "And I know how well you can squeeze a pair of tits too." It was clear she wasn't going to give me much time to think a way out of this. She had me over a barrel and she knew it. I had always known she was the devious one of the troop, but I had never expected anything like this. Without waiting for my answer she motioned for Mandy to come over. She straddled my legs and then sat down on them, her pussy only inches below where my cock was laying inside the light weight wind pants I had changed into after dinner. Candice turned toward Mandy and quickly pulled her t-shirt off and then quickly undid her bra and pulled it off, Mandy never resisting in any way to being half undressed this close to me. "Time doesn't start till you grab them." Candice whispered as the girls jockeyed around for a better place to see. "This is a horrible idea." I protested quietly. "Not as horrible as what I suggested, is it?" Candice asked. I shook my head as I reached for the young B cup breasts in front of me, each one topped with a large puffy nipple that seemed to be growing fatter as I watched. I cupped both breasts and gently squeezed and massaged them, running my thumb back and forth across her still exposed nipples, each time I made them cone out toward me. I felt her hands move from her legs to my stomach, her fingers carefully searching for my nylon covered cock, which by now was starting to grow to significant proportions. Long before Candice called time, she had her hand sliding along the full length of my hard cock, her green eyes closed and her blond hair swinging to and fro behind her as she gently rocked, lost in the sensations. I half expected her to just slide forward any second to press her pussy against my shaft. "Ok. Time's up." Candice said. I quickly pulled my hands away and allowed Mandy to slip her shirt back on before she climbed off of me. "My question now." She said breathlessly as she sat down by the fire. "Have you....Have you ever been completely naked with a guy? And who?" She asked. The girls each drew cards and Ellie ended up with a seven which was lowest. "Ok." Ellie said. "I've been naked with a guy once, but I'm not even going to tell you who!" "Ohhhh come on Ellie! You gotta say who!" Vanessa coaxed. "Uh Uh. No way I'm telling you guys. Next thing I know you'll be shouting all over the school I was naked with him!" "AHHHHH I bet it was Jason, wasn't it?" Liz asked. "Nope! Nothing you can do will make me tell!" She said defiantly. "Ohhhh A challenge!" Kate said with a grin. "Ok. you can tell....or, you can go over by Mister C, strip completely and sit on his naked lap till we say to get off." "NO WAY!" She shot back. I'm not doing that!" "Then tell us who he was!" Kate pressed. "Tell you what....Kate, You go sit on his lap naked until you climax and then I'll tell." She said, certain that would put an end to the question. "What?" Kate shot back, surprised at the tables being turned on her. "You heard me." Ellie said defiantly. "Do it Kate!" Candice coaxed. "I'm not going to go have sex with Mister C." Kate snapped back. "You don't have to. All you have to do is sit on his lap while you finger yourself." Candice replied. "It it's such a great idea, why don't you do it?" Kate shot back. "I might." She said with a grin. "But Ellie challenged you." "I'm not going to." Kate said with finality. "Good. Then I don't have to tell either." Ellie replied with a grin, knowing she had won. "Come on Kate. You know you're mom was doing him last night!" Suzie said suddenly. "How do you know that?" Kate said, her face filled with shock. "I heard them when I was going to the bathroom. You could hear her moaning. Oh it was muffled by something, but she was moaning alright." Suzie said with a giggle. "Damn!" Vanessa said quietly. "Is that what I heard?" "How bout it Kate? Wanna sit on his lap and see how big it gets?" Pamela asked There seemed to be several moments of indecision which afforded me a chance to end this. "First off, what you think you heard, you didn't hear. And second there is no way I'm going to sit here and let you take my pants down in the name of your little game. I think its way past time to get to bed." "Oh you were. At least that's what I heard Kate's mom tell Miss Summers. She said that you had a fat cock that filled her really full." Candice said with a devilish little grin. "And as far as letting us...." She said as three of the girls got up and walked over. "Ladies." She said with a little tilt of her head. As one the two closest girls each grabbed an arm while Candice quickly stepped over my legs and grabbed the waist of my sweat pants and jerked them down. In my effort to try and get up to pull away from the two girls that were now behind the log, holding my arms down with their bodies, Candice managed to get my sweat pants all the way down to my ankles until they were bunched at the top of my boots, my hard cock now sticking up in the air fully exposed for all the girls to see. "God that is one big cock." Suzie said from where she was laying on my right arm. "I'll say." Kate said as she stepped over, looking at my cock bouncing up and down slightly with my heartbeat. "He looks pretty turned on." "Yeah." Ellie said as she stared at my hardon. I was surprised at how quickly Kate stripped off her clothes, leaving her standing naked in the firelight, her b cup tits looking even larger on her slender little body. She stepped across my body and sat down on my lap. Her pussy pressing against the bottom of my shaft as it nestled between her legs. "Geeze it's hard." Kate said as she slid her pussy up and down the length of my cock, her wet lips splitting around it as she slid forward until her lips closed over the head of my dick. She leaned forward and pressed her tits into cones, pressing first one and then the other against my lips before pushing herself back down the length of my shaft. "Saw that in a porn flick on the internet." She said as she used her hands on my hips as a lever to slide forward again. She pushed her chest to my face brushed her nipple back and forth across my lips while she wiggled her hips, rubbing her clit against the tender spot at the base of my head. "Ohhhhhh." I groaned softly as she slid down once again. "It's so big. Can you fit it in?" Liz whispered as Kate's tits pressed to my lips again. This time my other head started to think more than my intelligent one, and I reached out and sucked one of her hard little nipples into my mouth. Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 00 "Oh god." Kate said as she sat there, her tit in my mouth and her hips wiggling her pussy on my shaft. "That feels so nice." "God Kate. Look how big it is. Are you going to try and put it in?" Vanessa asked. "Maybe." Kate answered breathlessly as she pushed herself up my shaft again, sliding it until my whole head was enveloped by her wet soft lips. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue as she arched her back down, trying to push herself down enough to engage my cock. "Don't do that Kate. You're first time should be with some nice guy your own age." I said after releasing her tit. "Who says it's my first time? Besides, my vibrator spends a lot of time in there." She moaned as my head engaged into her tunnel opening. She slowly started pushing back, trying to force her pussy around my hard cock. "God he's so big. I don't know if I can get it in!" "UP. Lift up." Candice said, coaxing Kate to lift off of me. Candice knelt down next to me and grabbed my cock, her hand barely able to get around my full shaft. She held it straight up and guided Kate back down on it, letting her settle her whole weight down on the end of my shaft. "Ohhhhhhh." I groaned as she slowly slid down my shaft, her tight pussy squeezing it tighter than any that had been around it before. "Oh god...oh god!" Kate squealed as her whole body trembled. "I'm cuming!!!" True to her word her whole body shook and jerked as her pussy gushed juices around my shaft, which had now sunk into her as far as it would go. Panting she pulled herself up and off my cock, unsteadily moving over to sit on the log I was leaned against. "I'm not wasting that!" Candice said, pulling her pink sweat pants and panties off one leg and then stepping across me. I had a perfect view of her tiny blond bush, trimmed in an arrow toward her meaty outer lips, her pink inner lips barely showing and dripping moisture that I could see even in the fire light. She lowered herself down onto my shaft, her pussy expanding until she had me fully inside her. Up and down she rode, slowly stroking her pussy the full length while her hands played with her tits through the zipper sweat shirt. I reached for her zipper and pulled it half way down, pushing the sweat shirt off her shoulders and grabbing at the t-shirt she wore under it. Her unbridled tits were quickly sticking out the gap between her sweat shirt and her t-shirt, bouncing up and down in time with her strokes, which seemed to be getting harder with each passing moment. "Ohhhh yessss!" She breathed as I cupped both tits and squeezed and pulled on them, turning my attention more and more to the rock hard nipples on the end of her full firm C cup breasts. "You trying to make me cum Mister C?" She breathed. "Uh huh." I answered as I pulled and twisted her nipples, her breathing growing more ragged by the moment. I looked over and saw Suzie sitting with her pants off and her legs in the air, her fingers sliding noisily in and out of her pussy in time with Candice's strokes up and down my shaft. "OH yeah. Oh yeah.. Oh yeah..." Candice squeaked as she rode my shaft harder, her round ass slapping into my thighs and her blond pony tail swinging all over. OHHHHH GOD!" she squealed loudly as she slammed herself down on my cock, her body jerking and trembling for what seemed like five minutes, during which I heard at least two more girls climax, one of them being Suzie, who's climax was so strong that her pussy spewed girl cum nearly half way from where we were to where she was laying back panting. Eventually Candice rolled off of my glistening cock, leaning against the log next to me. "I think that's it for the game tonight." I said breathlessly as I looked around and saw more exposed skin than I had expected. Liz had her face buried between Pamela's legs, apparently licking her pussy to climax from the sound of her moaning. "Ain't no way we're doing this anymore tonight." I said I got up and pulled my pants up, just holding them around my thighs as I made my way up the hill to the tents. I knelt down and unzipped my tent , ducking quickly in before the bugs could join us. "So... was that my daughter?" Julie asked, as she lay completely naked, her legs splayed wide and her fingers slowly stroking her pussy. "Not on me, no." I answered, worried what reaction she was going to have and also surprised to see her. "Isn't this where Samantha is supposed to be?" "After last night we decided to trade around. No telling when we might get this chance again. Now... I'm horney as hell, and you're cock is hard as a rock. How about you give me the whole thing?" "You want it?" I asked as I pulled off my t-shirt and tossed it aside. I reached back and pulled off my unlaced boots and then pushed my pants off, leaving me naked. "Guess there isn't any point in trying to be quiet, is there?" "Nope. We had a pretty good idea what was going to happen. These are our daughters you know." "Yeah, So I learned." I said as I crawled over the top of her, leaning my head down to suck one of her big nipples into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around it as I eased the head of my cock toward her waiting pussy. She lifted and spread her legs until her feat touched the sides of the tent, her actions spreading her pussy while her arms circled around my back and neck. My cock was hard enough I didn't even need to touch it to find her wet tunnel and line up with it. I grinned to myself as I pressed my head into her and then swiftly rammed my full length into her. "OHHHH!" She cried in surprise as she wrapped her legs around my ass and pulled her hips up against me. "OH god yes!" I started plunging in and out of her, driving my overly stimulated cock into her time and again as I grew fatter and longer with each passing moment. "I'm going to cum." I warned, giving her time to tell me to stop if she needed me to. "DO it!" she hissed as she lifted her ass off the air mattress with each of my strokes. "UHHHHHH FUCK!" I groaned as my cock swelled inside her. "AHHHHHHHH FUCK YES!" She squealed loudly as the first shot of hot cum forced from my cock into her pussy. Time after time my cock surged more juice into her as my body jerked and trembled with each one. "OH god." I panted as I collapsed on top of her, the two of us sweating and panting in the close confines of the tent. "Well, if they had any doubts, that will end them." Julie said breathlessly. "Trust me. We all talked about it and what happens up here stays up here. Ok?" "Do I have a choice?" I asked as I rolled off her and onto my back. "Not really." She said as she rolled on her side and snuggled up against me. "But just the same, feel free to fuck me any time any place till we get home." "If you say so." I answered sleepily, my suddenly tired body drifting off to sleep. I woke up alone in the tent in the morning. I could smell the cured bacon sizzling in the pan and was instantly hungry. I was surprised when looked around that the only thing in the tent for me to wear was a pair of my skimpy underwear and my boots. Beyond that, I was going to have to go without. I pulled the tight red men's micro bikini underwear on, the small amount of material barely able to hold my softened cock, let alone if I got a hardon. "Anyone seen my clothes?" I asked as I climbed out of the tent, the question answered before I even got it fully asked. Every one of the girls and leaders were walking around camp wearing nothing but their panties, and some of those were pretty damn skimpy. The sight of Julies big tits swinging around as she worked on breakfast had me quickly growing, the tiny synthetic underwear not really up to the task of containing any sized hardon, definitely not containing mine as my cock was soon poking out the top, fully exposed to all the girls who were enjoying the show. "Am I to take it that this is a new dress code?" I asked as I sat down on the log by the fire, my now hard cock sticking up out of my underwear. "Oh I wouldn't call it that." Diane Taylor, the only leader I hadn't screwed yet said. "It was my idea. I thought that if we were a bit less covered that it might be easier for you to....um...You know." "Fuck or get fucked?" I asked her. "Something like that." She said as she came over and sat next to me, her hand quickly snaking into my lap to close around my cock. "Seems to me that you're underwear are a bit less revealing than most of the others here." I suggested, looking down at the full panties she had on. "Well, I hadn't expected it to be a fashion show." She admitted. "Well, maybe we should do something about that." I said, her hand and the view around me getting me sooooo fucking horny. "Stand up." "Why?" She asked as she stood up. "Well, if this is your idea, then I don't suppose you're really going to mind if I just sit you on my lap before breakfast, will you?" "In front of everyone?" She asked in surprise as my hands turned her to face me. "Why not? Seems to me that was your idea, just not that it be you." I said as I pulled her panties down. I coaxed her legs up one at a time until I had her completely naked. "These really aren't very flattering. You have a sexy little body, no point in hiding it!" I said as I tossed the granny panties into the fire. "Hey wait!" She said as she turned to watch them disintegrate in the flames. I reached for her hips and then pulled her back, pulling her down on my lap until my cock stuck up from between her legs, the top side pressed against her pussy. I pulled her back and gently slid one hand up to hoe of her small titties and the other down between her tights until I was able to stroke my finger between her lips. "Ohhhhh Now?" She squeaked as my finger found her clit and made her hips move forward involuntarily. "Can't think of a better time, can you? I don't want you to feel left out!" I said as one hand tweaked and pulled her hard nipple and the other stroked in and out of her lips, dragging along her hard clit. "Oh god that feels good." She moaned softly as my finger kept working up and down her slit as far as I could reach, her wetness continually growing as I worked. I coaxed her to stand back up, allowing me to slide my underwear down my legs, and then pulled her back down, aiming my cock at her now wet pussy. I rubbed my head back and forth on her lips, wetting it with her juices before letting her slowly settle down on it. "OH my god...oh my god..oh my god." She half cried half moaned as she took more and more of me into her tight tunnel. "I didn't believe Annette when she said how big you were. Oh my god you really are!" "Good. Now ride it as slow or as fast as you want." I coaxed her as I felt my head reach the end of her tunnel. She reached her hands down to my knees and leaned forward, slowly sliding up the length of my shaft. I reached my hand around her right leg and slipped it between her lips, teasing her clit as she started to slide down my shaft again. "Ohhhhhhhh" she moaned loudly as she slid down my shaft. "SO good." "Glad you approve." I said as her pace slowly picked up and Pamela walked over to stand in front of her mother. She slipped off her tiny panties, exposing her completely shaved pussy and then crouched down in front of us, spreading her knees and slowly teasing her fingers in and out of her pussy. She stared at my cock slowly sliding in and out of her mother while she teased herself, her fingers sliding in and out in time with her mother's strokes up and down my shaft. "What are you doing Pam?" Diane asked, stopping her stroking after opening her eyes to see her daughter in front of us. "Keep going mother. I'm just watching." She answered. Diane started stroking again, watching her daughter play with her pussy while she went up and down my shaft. "Have you ever fucked anyone?" Diane asked her daughter. "Not yet. Just toys." She replied breathlessly. Diane paused for a moment as if thinking about something and then pulled off my cock with a loud slurp. "Come here." She said, reaching her hand out for her daughter. I was surprised when she turned her around and then pushed her back over my legs, reaching down to aim my cock at her own daughter's pussy. "If I'm any judge of cocks, you may never feel a better one than this one." She told her daughter as he pushed her down onto my shaft. Pam's pussy was even tighter than her mother's and I seriously wondered if I would be able to hold back and not cum even before she got all the way down my shaft. Up and down she bounced, each stroke taking a little more of me into herself until she had my cock pressed against the end of her tunnel. "Oh damn!" I grunted as she started riding up and down my shaft. "I don't know how long I can do this." "Just tell me when you can't anymore." Diane said as she squatted between my legs, one of her hands teasing my balls and the other teasing her own pussy. Pam bounced up and down my shaft with more energy each passing minute, her tight pussy driving me crazy and making my cock grow even fatter. "OH GOD I'm going to cum!" She squealed loudly. "OH shit. Me too!" I groaned, trying to lift Pam off my cock. I could feel her pussy clamp around my shaft as I pulled her up, dropping her back on my lap, my cock now sticking out between her legs. I felt a hand close around my shaft and start stroking it, the hand flying up and down the length of my cock, her fingers rubbing against the pussy still resting against the top. "OHHHHHH!" Pan cried suddenly, her whole body jerking and shaking as huge gush of juice arced into the air, landing all over her mother. "Fuck." I grunted as my cock erupted in her hand, squiring my load of juiced out to mix with Pam's as it landed all over her mother. Time and again my cock surged more out until it was dripping down her hand onto the rocky ground below us. "And that ladies is called squirting." Diane said as she got up, her daughters and my own cum dripping off of her naked body as she dissolved into uncontrollable laughter. "You own me one now buster." She said when she could talk again. "I'm sure you will find plenty of opportunities to collect." I answered as I eased Pam off my lap to sit on the log. There was a pot of dish water steaming away on the fire, the girls all sitting around watching, breakfast sitting untouched near the fire. "Sit here. Back in a minute." I said as I walked away, coming back a minute later with one of the water buckets half full of lake water. I dumped some of the dish water into the bucket to warm it and then grabbed the bar of hand soap sitting by the wash station and the bucket of water. "Come on." I said as I walked her toward the trees. I stopped us in full view of the whole camp and then gently poured some water from the bucket on her body. I lathered my hand and then gently washed her body, taking lots of time to rub and caress her tits, and then finally slide my hand between her legs, teasing her pussy and stroking her clit. "Are you trying to make me cum?" She asked quietly. "Uh huh. Is it working?" I answered. "Uh huh." She said as I pulled my hand from between her legs. I carefully lifted the water bucket and dumped some down her body, rinsing the soap off and then had her knee down. I carefully rinsed the cum from her short blond hair, while she reached for my cock and played with it, washing it off as she did. With her body rinsed clean I knelt down in front of her and lowered my face to her chest, gently sucking on one of her small breasts, nibbling the nipple and teasing it with my tongue while I slid my finger between her splayed pussy lips. "Ohhhhh that is nice, but I still want to fuck you later." She moaned as I teased her clit. "You will. But I gotta give it a rest first." I answered between nibbles. "Ohhhhhhh yeah. Right there. Keep doing that." She said as her hands pulled my head to her chest and tried to pull herself against me. "Oh yeah. God yes. Uhhh gonna cum if you keep that up. Oh yeah. OH OH OH YES!" She cried loudly as her whole body shook and spasmed. I grinned around the tit I was sucking, pleased to hear her cry of pleasure. "How about some breakfast before it's all gone." I asked as she let go of me leaned back. "Sounds like a good idea." She said as I helped her to stand up. We returned to the camp to cheering and clapping by the girls, although I wasn't quite sure what for. The rest of the morning went quietly as we gathered up our gear and packed it all, the girls finally pulling on shorts and shirts just before we loaded the canoes. Speed wasn't a big issue, since this was a very short day as far as water went. We were headed to Ensign lake to camp on a tiny island there, only a few short miles by water and two HUGE portages that wound up hill all the way. While neither portage was more than half a mile as the crow flies, the hills and twisting paths made them much longer and feel a LOT longer. As we canoed short width of Knife lake toward the first portage as the sun started to push the temperatures even higher than the already seasonably warm morning had been. Usually this time of year you can expect the overnight temps to drop into the sixties with highs in the mid seventies. Today it felt like it never got below the mid seventies and was well on its way toward the ninety mark. The first three quarters of a mile went by quickly and we were soon pulling gear for the first portage. I stepped out of the canoe and waited for the girls to load their packs, helping Annette with the cook pack before hoisting the canoe over my head to follow them up the winding trail. At first it wasn't too bad, but as the trees thickened the hills began taking their toll. By the time the tired girls finished the almost half mile portage we were all soaked with sweat, revealing that all the girls and leaders had in fact forgone their bra's as they had said they were. We had a nice two mile run down the length of Vera Lake, which gave me a chance to talk to Julie as we paddled along in the rear of the group. "Hey Julie, can I ask you something?" I said as I dipped the paddle rhythmically into the clear water. "Sure anything you want." "I'm a bit worried. I mean, I'm supposed to be protecting the girls, not contributing to...well whatever we want to call this." "You worried about the girls?" "Yeah. If word of this ever got back I'd be in deep shit." "The girls are all eighteen. It's all legal." "Maybe legal, but certainly not ethical." I replied honestly. "Not to mention what would happen if Nancy found out." "I see." She answered, leaving it hang there. "So?" "So what?" She responded. "How do we kill this before it gets more out of hand than it is already?" "I don't think you can." "So what, I'm just supposed to have sex with every girl or something." "Or something." She said over her shoulder. "Don't forget the leaders. We want our share too." "Good lord." I said shaking my head. "So what, you're just going to stand there and watch while your daughter climbs on me?" I asked. "It's pretty much up to her. I think she's been with other boys before, but she hasn't been all that forthcoming about that part. I made sure she was on the pill a long time ago, but it's still up to her if she wants to have sex." "You didn't answer. You going to just sit there and watch?" "Oh I don't know. I might just come over and feed you one of my tits. I know you really enjoy them." "What if someone slips and lets the cat out of the bag? I asked seriously. "No problem. All of us leaders are prepared to swear on a stack of bibles that you were a perfect gentleman and you did not, under any conditions, have any sexual or inappropriate contact with the girls." "In other words, you're going to lie?" Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 00 "Uh huh. If it means getting fucked by you again, you're damn right!" "What's the deal with having sex with me? I mean hell; there isn't anything special about me!" "You're kidding, right?" "Kidding about what?" "Mike you are at least an inch longer than most men I've seen, and I've seen more than a few as a nurse, and you are DEFINTILY bigger around than most. Hell, I can barely get my hand around you and make my fingers touch. That's fat. And I can't explain why, but your cock seems to just hit all the right places at once. OHHHHHH so good! God, I'm getting wet just thinking about it!" She said as she paused paddling for a minute to rub a hand up and down the crotch of her shorts. "So I'm stuck?" "You can say no and stop this, but the girls won't be too happy. I think your best bet is to just jump in and go with it. Enjoy it. Besides, most guys today want to just stuff it in and bang away until they come. You're different. I can feel that you care about how it is for me and making sure that what I get pleasured too. You're gentle and caring in how you make love. No, I think all the girls should experience sex with a man like you, if nothing else just to teach them that there is more to sex than just wham-bam thank you maam. You're not unique but you are definitely rare...in a good way." I shook my head in wonder as we edged closer to the portage point to make the last trek across to Ensign Lake, not at all sure how to respond to her sermon. This last portage for the day aw longer, but easier than the last, being much flatter and in some places downhill. On completing this trek we at a quick lunch and then loaded up for the last three miles across the water toward our campsite for the night. I guess under other circumstances I might have been more surprised, but with this group the outlandish was becoming normal. We had just barely cleared the tip of the point a mile paddle from the portage, blocking any view from that direction, and allowing us to see all the way down the length of Lake Ensign when the first girl got it into her head to ditch her shirt. Before long all eight girls were bare chested, along with three of the four leaders. Leaving just Samantha too bashful to bare her bust for the last two miles. The girls seemed to be having a good time splashing at each other and making sure I had good views of their perky breasts at any opportunity. If I thought things would be better once we hit the camp site I was dead wrong. Almost as soon as we hit the shade of the trees at the camp site, thankfully empty, the girls were all stripped down to only their hiking boots, quickly rubbing on more bug repellant on all their exposed parts. "Come on Mister C. Lose the shorts! You don't want to be a stick in the mud!" Mandy called as she worked on setting up her tent wearing nothing but her hiking boots and socks, her tits bouncing around enticingly with each move she made. "Thanks, but I'm just fine." I answered, preferring to leave my hardon covered for the moment. "Yeah, come on Mike! Don't want me to have to come do it for you, do you?" Julie said as she worked across the tent from me, her huge tits swinging around as she bent and turned. "No. I'm fine. Honest." I answered. "Oh really? Is there some reason that you don't want to be naked? Turned on a bit by all these naked bodies?" She teased as I glared at her. "Ohhhhh I see. That is it isn't it?" She asked as she walked around the tent toward me. I stood up from where I was pounding in a stake and she circled an arm around me, pressing her big tits into my bare back and sliding a hand down to undo my shorts. It only took her a moment to unzip and snap them, letting them slide down my legs and my rock hard cock stand straight out. "Ahhhh much better." She cooed as she played with my cock from behind, stroking it slowly and teasing my balls with her other hand. "You really don't have to do that." I said quietly. "Don't have to, want to." She said with a giggle before finally releasing me and walking back around to the side of the tent where she was putting together the aluminum poles. She squatted down with her knees spread wide, inviting me to look at her obviously wet pussy while we hooked the poles to the corners of the tent. The view she was affording me was doing nothing to let my hardon go down, and the situation got even worse when Ellie came by to watch us, her tent already erected. "Gee that sure is big, isn't it?" She asked Julie as we pulled the rain fly over the top of the tent. "Yes it is that." She answered Ellie. "You want to try it, don't you?" "Yeah, but not in front of everyone." She whispered. "I mean what if it doesn't fit?" "Oh sweetie. I'm sure it will be fine, but if you don't want to try, don't force it." Julie coached. "I'd really like to try though." She said, looking at my cock. "Well, maybe we can do something later." Julie said softly. "Why don't you go get some water purifying?" "Ok." Ellie said brightly as she headed off toward the camp box to get the water buckets. I looked at Julie with a pained face. "What, you don't want her to feel left out, do you?" "I guess not." I said as I unzipped the tent and crawled in after tossing my sleeping bag and air mattress into the tent. It only took a few minutes to unroll and get the bed ready for the night before flopping down on it and stretching my back out. "You ok?" Julie asked. "Yeah. Just going to close my eyes a few minutes, ok?" I said as I flopped an arm over my face. "Ok." She said as she zipped the tent closed. After lugging the canoe over those two portages my back was complaining and I was tired. I guess my age was starting to show. I reached up and unzipped the window at the end of the tent to get some air flow and then closed my eyes for a nap. I woke to a gentle kiss on the lips. One that I was not expecting in the least. I opened my eyes to see Liz, one of the girls who didn't have a mother on the trip, leaning over me with a smile on her face. "Mister C, I have a favor to ask." She whispered. "Ok." I asked, expecting her to ask me to screw her, since she was in my tent naked. "I've always wondered what it felt like to have someone lick you down there. But none of the guys I know would because they say its gross, and I don't want to have a girl do it. I mean that would be weird, right?" "Not weird at all. A lot of girls experiment that way. But if it feels weird for you then it's not for you." I told her quietly. "So, do you think it's gross to lick down there?" She asked hesitantly. "Not at all. I actually find it quite a turn on to do." I answered her. "So... Can you...I mean would you..." She said, stopping in mid sentence, her embracement clear on her face. "Yes." I answered quietly. What the hell, I figured. I've done everything else, why not help her find out something useful. I slid down the sleeping bag a bit, pulling my knees up to make room, and then held a hand out to her. It took a moment to coax her to climb across my chest and get her knees situated above my shoulders in the low confined tent. Once I had her in position I looked up at her, her deep brown eyes staring down at me in anticipation. I reached out and gently licked up the length of her meaty outer lips, letting my tongue tease the soft inner lips hiding within and barely peaking out at me. Curling both arms around her thighs I stretched her gently, letting her soft lips protrude and allowing my tongue to delve deeply between them, collecting her already significant moisture and dragging it across her hooded clit. "Ohhhhh that's nice." She whispered as I licked again between her lips. I smiled back up at her as I pressed my tongue deeper into her, bouncing it into her tunnel as far as I could and then slowly dragging along the bone until the tip of my tongue flicked across her slightly protruding clit. "Oh my god." She moaned softly as my next lick paused at her clit and flicked rapidly across it several times, making her whole body tremble and shake for several seconds. I dove down into her pussy again, pushing my tongue into her like a little dick before sliding along her slit to her clit, once again working it with the tip of my tongue before closing my lips around it and sucking it gently. "Ohhhhhhh God." She moaned as I repeated it again and again, each time working her clit more and more, licking and swirling my tongue around it. One of her hands moved to my head to try and pull it toward her pussy while the other started squeezing and pulling on one of her nipples. "OH god. So good." She moaned as I continued to work her slit and clit, driving her trembling body crazy. She was nearly suffocating me she was pulling my face to her so hard and I was forced to pull her hand away so I could breath. "I'm sorry." She panted as I held her hand to keep her from grabbing at me again, my tongue never stopping its assault at her clit. I focused on the hard nub, flicking it back and forth in rapid fire succession, making her whole body quake and shake as her orgasm built to ever higher levels. "OHhhh god I want you inside me!" She moaned loudly. "Please!" She practically begged. I gently lifted her up so I could slide up the air mattress again and then helped her settle herself over my hips. I held my rigid shaft up and rubbed the head along her wet slit as she slowly leaned back against it, allowing my mushroom head to settle into the opening of her soft tunnel. "You're in control." I whispered as I moved my hands up to both her breasts, cupping them and rubbing my thumbs across her nipples. "Ohhhhhh" She moaned softly as she let more of her weight down, slowly expanding her opening to accept me. Ever so slowly I could feel her entrance expand, sliding slowly down toward the widest part of my head, her moisture leaking down my shaft as she did. "OH god so big." She whispered as my head finally slipped inside her, her knees holding herself up while her body adjusted to the intrusion. "Uh. Damn." I grunted as I tried to keep my hips from pushing up into what had to be the tightest pussy it had ever pierced. I could feel her slowly sinking down my length, her body slowly taking me in, expanding and stretching around my shaft, until finally my head nestled against the end of her tunnel. She started to lift herself, moaning loudly as she slid her soft wet tunnel up my shaft until only my head remained inside her. She lowered herself again, faster this time, feeling my shaft slide quickly up inside her, the sensations overwhelming her body and making it tremble. "Is it always like this?" She panted as she stroked up and down my shaft again. "I mean this big?" "No. It gets a bit fatter before I cum." I answered in a soft groan. "I want to feel that." "Not likely. We don't want you pregnant." I grunted. "It's ok. My mom started me on the pill to regulate my cycle years ago." She moaned as she picked up speed, bouncing her tiny ass against my legs and driving my cock up into her time and again. "Oh please! I'm going to cum again any second. I want you to cum too!" "OH shit. I'm not far from it." I panted as her already incredibly tight pussy clamped around my cock. Her whole body shook and trembled, her coordination failing her, causing her to flop almost flat on top of me. I started to hump my hips up in the air, driving my rod in and out of her spasming pussy, her whole body jerking and shaking as her orgasm flew through her body. "Here... it... comes." I grunted between strokes as my own orgasm started to take hold. My whole body jerked, driving deep into her and unloading a gush of hot juice into her. "YES!" She screamed as she felt my cum surge into her pussy. Time and again my body jerked, pumping more into her and driving her already intense orgasm to new heights. My body finally collapsed back on the air mattress and sleeping bag, Ellie little more than dead weight on top of me as I lay there panting for breath. "Holly shit." She finally gasped. "That was incredible." "Glad you...liked it." I gasped as my cock began shrinking inside her, my chest heaving to catch my breath. She slowly rolled off of me; flopping on her back and watching the wind shake the tent slightly as we both recovered from our mutual climax. "Thank you." She said as she rolled over on me and kissed me softly on the lips, tasting her own juices. "That was an experience I'll never forget." "Nor shall I." I replied as she climbed to her knees and turned toward the tent door, her bare pussy sticking out at me and leaking our cum down her legs. She shot me a quick smile as she zipped the tent back up and then disappeared, still completely naked. "Well, that certainly sounded fun." Julie said as she crouched outside the tent screen, wearing only her panties and a smile on her face. "Yeah. She came in while I was sleeping I guess." "Yeah. I guess so." She chuckled. "Dinner is ready by the way." "Oh, ok." I said as I started reaching for my pants. "Don't bother. Even if you put them on, the girls are going to get them back off you before you even get to the fire. I think they want to play a bit more tonight." "Good lord." I said as I pulled on my underwear and slid my feet into my boots. "Good cock at least." She whispered with a grin as she got up and wandered toward the fire ring. Dinner was quite tasty, some kind of noodle and tuna mixture. I was surprised how hungry I was and polished off two plates of the mixture, all the while listening to the chatter of the almost naked girls sitting around the fire. From their discussion they had considerable interest in what Ellie had to say about her experience and that it was no secret she had gone to my tent. In fact, it seems that she was encouraged to do so, although having her "cherry popped" as they put it was not exactly what she had planned on. After dinner and dishes, the girls headed off for a while exploring the island a bit more, leaving me alone with the ladies. "I guess you were a hit with Ellie." Samantha said, lowering herself to the ground to sit with her back against the log next to me, her bare tits glistening a pale orange with perspiration as the sun finally it the top of the trees. "Yeah. Went to take a nap and ended up waking up to a young lady who wanted to find out what it felt like to be eaten out." "Yeah. I wouldn't mind finding out if you're as good as she claims." Samantha teased as Diane sat down on my other side. "I don't know if I'm that good." I replied, hoping to drop the subject. "Oh I expect you are." Diane said with a laugh. "I hope I get a chance to find out before we get home though." "The way things are going I'm going to end up screwing every one of them." "Yeah. I suspect sooner than you think. Especially since we head back tomorrow." Samantha added. "I heard them planning something, so don't be surprised if they come up with something outrageous." "That would be about right for Candice. She seems to be the ring leader in that respect." "Well, don't count my Suzie out on that. She isn't a virgin for a reason. She tried to seduce her step dad right after we were married. I guess she thought if it was good for me it must be good for her." Julie chimed in as she sat down by the fire, poking it with a stick. "That had to be hard." I said. "Oh it was. He didn't let it get too far, but he was kind of shocked when she climbed into the shower with him." "I'm surprised she hasn't been after me harder then." "Oh she is. Just waiting for the right time." Julie said with a shake of her head. We all sat quietly for several minutes before Samantha stood up, skimmed her panties off and tossed them aside. "How about it Mike? Would you do a young lady a favor and give her aching pussy a few licks with that talented tongue?" "Here? Now?" I asked in surprise. "Sure. I'm not going to stand on ceremony." She said as she stepped across me, her spread legs exposing her already wet pussy, her inner lips protruding from her meaty outer lips as if begging to be licked. She ran the fingers of one hand down her body and curled them between her legs, while the other hand slid up to cup one of her large breasts, squeezing it and teasing the nipple. "How about it. I'm damn horny for you right now." "I've never been able to turn down a wet pussy." I said as I watched her stroke herself. "Good." She said as she stepped closer, leaning her knees against the log and lowering her pussy toward my face. True to my word, I do enjoy a good wet pussy and reached out to grab her round ass and pull her closer to me. I slowly licked up between her lips, letting the flat of my tongue drag up and across her hard clit as she arched her back to angle her pussy more toward me. "Oh yeah. God that's nice." She cooed as I licked up her slit time and again, each time making sure to concentrate on her clit, exposed as he held her lips apart with two fingers. With a quick grin I drove my tongue deeper into her and then drug the tip along her bone before flicking the tip across her clit, eliciting a quick intake of breath through her clenched teeth. "God damn that sends a tingle." She squeaked as I started another trip. This time when I came to her clit I focused on it, flicking it time and again with the tip of my tongue, making her hard little nub bounce back and forth with each flick, her whole body standing rigidly over me while she moaned and pulled on first one nipple and then another. I continued to concentrate on her clit with my tongue while I slipped one hand farther around her thigh until I could tease first one and then two fingers up into her sopping wet pussy. I worked my fingers deeper, feeling for the top f her tunnel and finally finding the rough little spot that usually indicated that sensitive bundle of nerves. I swept my finger tip back and forth across it while my tongue flicked her clit over and over. "OH GOD!" She squealed loudly as my fingers pumped into her pussy and my tongue assaulted her hard clit. "YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM!" I just smiled to myself and continued my assault as her legs began to tremble, her breathing becoming ragged and sporadic. "AHHHHHH FUCK!" She screamed as her whole body jerked, her pussy squirting a huge gush of juice out, most of it splashing against my chin and chest as she climaxed, over me. Her body jerked several times, each time associated with another gush of juice until my chest was coated and it was running down and soaking into my underwear. "Enough!" She finally cried, pulling her pussy from my face and collapsing on top of me, her sopping pussy leaking more of her juices onto my hard cock encased in the skimpy underwear. "Now that's what I call a climax." Annette said from where she was sitting across the fire from us, completely naked, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy wetly. "Yeah, it was." Samantha panted. "God my whole pussy is still quivering!" "Guess you liked it then?" I asked her, idly playing with her huge tits and teasing her still hard nipples. "Liked it? God you lick pussy every bit as good as a women. Damn!" She answered with a laugh, reaching out to wipe some of her cum off my face and chest. "God look what I did! I don't think I've ever squirted like that before, not even with you Diane." "Uh...No." Diane answered, clearly embarrassed at the comment. "Oh, so you two..." I started. "Forget I said that." Samantha replied quickly. "UH huh. Ok." I said as Samantha got up off of me and moved to sit on the log. "So if the mom's are all done, we have a request." Vanessa said as the girls stepped into the light of the fire. Each of them were totally naked, the firelight flickering on their bare skin and making them look even more enticing. "Since this is the last night, and we all know that once we're back this won't happen again, we want to try something Mister C." Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 00 "And what's that? I asked hesitantly. "Well, some of us haven't had a chance to...you know... And we thought that maybe you would let learn about something." She continued, her thin, petite body stepping a bit closer so that her curly brown pussy hairs were more evident in the fire light. "And what is that?" "Well, we all know that Candice sucked you off in the cabin, and some of us haven't ever done anything like that. We wondered if you'd show us how?" She asked tentatively. "You're kidding, right?" I asked in surprise. "No. I think it's a great idea." Julie answered. "Come on girls. I'll show you how it's done." She said as she got up and stepped over to me. "Come on Mike, You can lie down on the log and we'll have lots of room to see." "So now I'm a guinea pig?" I asked as I allowed her to pull me up by the hand. "Just a good instructional tool with a great tool" she answered with a grin, pushing my soaked underwear down and exposing my rock hard cock. I lay down where she indicated, on the top of the huge log that we had been using as a back rest near the fire as the girls all gathered around. "Now girls. First thing to remember is that it's not all just your mouth. You have to use your hand too. Like this." Julie said as she reached out and wrapped her hand around my shaft and then leaned her mouth over my cock. She began sliding her mouth up and down my shaft, her hand following her mouth, sliding and twisting as she went. Up and down she went for nearly a minute before letting my cock pop from her mouth. "You can also use your tongue to tease the bottom of his cock right here." She said, stroking a finger across the sensitive spot under my head and making my cock twitch. "So who's first?" "Me." Mandy said, as she moved over and tentatively took my cock in her hand. "Now don't be bashful." Julie coaxed as I felt her warm mouth close around the head of my cock. She slowly stroked up and down my shaft as much as her mouth could take, gently sliding and twisting her hand the way Julie had shown her. "Very good." Julie said as Mandy pulled her face off my cock. "He's not going to cum in my mouth, is he?" Vanessa asked as her petite hand wrapped round my dick. "Not yet." I answered for Julie. "No not yet. If you're worried, hold one hand on his sack. Before he cums his balls will get real tight and scrunch up." Julie said as she helped adjust Vanessa's hands. I finally felt her mouth close over the head of my cock and tentatively stroke up and down my shaft, her hand working like Julie had shown. "A little more suction." Julie coaxed her. "Hmmph?" I heard her ask, her mouth full of my cock. "Yes, that's better. See how his hips want to lift up when you pull back? That means it feels really good for him." Julie instructed. "Ok who's next?" "Me" Liz answered as I felt my cock change hands. Her mouth closed over my head and I felt her suctioning, swirling her tongue around my head and sliding up and down with her hand, her actions more aggressive than Vanessa had been. "Very good." Julie coached as Liz pulled her mouth off my cock. "God I'm horny now. I wish I could have it inside me." I heard her ask. "Maybe later." Julie answered as another hand wrapped around me. I could feel a new wet mouth close around me, my head pushing al the way back into her mouth until she as almost ready to gag before pulling back. "OH damn." I groaned as she pushed down on me, trying to get me down her throat without success. "That was a great attempt Pam. He's probably too big for you to deep throat, but it was a good attempt." Julie said. "Ok Mister C. Get ready to be sucked!" I heard Kate say as hands again changed on my cock. Her hot mouth closed around my shaft and then bounced up and down, her tongue swirling around my shaft at the end of each stroke, swiping across that sensitive spot. With one hand she followed her mouth, stroking and twisting it as she not played with my balls, teasing them with her fingers and occasionally sliding one down the little grove toward my anus. "OH shit." I groaned as I lifted my hips, toward her mouth as she suctioned me. "Ok good Kate." Julie said as my cock was freed again. "Ellie, you're next." "Ok." She said tentatively as she wrapped her hand around me and then put her hot mouth around my cock. I felt her hand slide up and down my shaft as she tentatively sucked and licked my head not moving her face much, but trying to tease my head with her tongue. "More up and down." Julie coaxed. "That's it." She said as Ellie stroked up and down my shaft a bit more. "Good that's real good. Who wants to go again?" "I want to ride him" Suzie said boldly. "I mean after listening to Ellie say how good it was..." "Ok. Come on over here then." Julie said as Ellie pulled off my cock. I looked up and saw Suzie's tits swing in front of my face as she climbed across the log to straddle both it and me. She put her hands on the log on either side of my head and leaned forward, her tits brushing my face while someone, probably Julie, rubbed my cock between her pussy lips. "There you go...push back slowly now." Julie coaxed as I reached my hands up to capture Suzie's big tits. I aimed one nipple at my mouth and sucked it in, swirling my tongue around her hard nipple, teasing her puckered areola as she pushed herself back, rocking her body and working my hard cock into her inch by inch. "Oh my god." She moaned. "So good." "Yeah, it is isn't it?" I heard Julie say as Suzie finally hit the end of her tunnel with my head. Slowly she slid up and down my shaft while I played with and sucked her nipples, my hands squeezing big tits. It was a good thing I had as much sex as I had recently or I would have already been shooting into her tight pussy. As it was she was driving me up the slow very quickly. Apparently she was doing the same to herself, because with a sudden cry her whole body trembled and her pussy clamped around my cock for nearly a minute before she collapsed on top of me. "Guess that was good." Julie said as she helped Suzie off my lap. "I don't know how much more of that I can take." I said quietly to Julie. "OH? Going to unload again soon?" "Yeah." I said with a wry face. "Oh ok. Vanessa, Mandy and Liz. Come over here. "Julie said. The three gathered around before she continued. "I think we don't have a lot left here before he's done for the night, but you three are the only ones that haven't had him in you, right?" "Uh huh." The three answered. "Ok. Tell you what. How about you three lean over the log and let him stroke you from behind. That way when he cums he can pull free from whichever of you he's in. I know you two aren't on the pill yet, what about you Mandy?" "Not yet." "Ok. What do you say Mike? Game?" "Hell, right now I'm so horny I feel ready to explode." "Good." She said helping me up. The three girls stripped their panties off and then leaned over the log, using it to support their arms, their butts sticking out at me and their legs spread a couple feet apart. I can't think of a more enticing sight than three wet pussies waiting side by side. I lined up behind Liz and rubbed my already lubricated cock between her lips before pushing slowly into her. Her pussy wasn't as tight as I would have expected, but she seemed to really enjoy it, screaming obscenities out to the woods while I stroked in and out of her. "OH FUCK YES! THAT'S IT...FUCK ME! OH YEAH! FUCK MY SWEET LITTLE PUSSY!" She cried so loud that it almost echoed across the lake. "Sweetie, you don't have to shout. Just enjoy it." Julie coaxed, quieting her somewhat. "But that's what my brother always said he wanted to hear when he was fucking someone." She responded. "You can if it feels good, but there isn't any reason to be that loud. Just tell him how you feel, not the whole world." Julie coached. "OK. I'll try." She said as I started to stroke again, working in and out of her pussy. "Oh yeah... Hmmmmm that feels good. Does it feel good around your cock? Do you like fucking my pussy? " She asked as I stroked in and out of her. "Oh shit. Oh shit. OH SHIT. OH SHIT!" She cried as her whole body suddenly jerked and shuddered, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. "You ok?" I asked as I pulled from her pussy with a loud slurp. "I think so. I haven't ever cum on a cock before. I usually have to get myself off when my boyfriend and I screw." She said breathlessly, turning to sit on the log. "Well, girls it's you two now." I said to Mandy and Vanessa as they turned to lean back over the log again. I aimed my glistening cock at Mandy and slowly fed it into her, giving her little short strokes until I was all the way into her, her tiny frame taking the whole length of my cock. I stroked half a dozen strokes and then pulled out, moving to Vanessa. "Ok Mandy. The one to make him cum wins." Vanessa said. "You're on!" Mandy answered as I worked myself in and out of Vanessa, each stroke a little deeper. "Ten strokes." Mandy said, as she started counting down to ten. Soon all the girls were gathered around, watching and counting down as I pounded ten strokes into each of them in turn. I lost track of how many times I switched, the counting starting to become a bit annoying. I looked across the fire and saw Annette sitting on a cut log, her knees spread wide and Diane kneeling between them, licking Annette's pussy, her own pussy pointed at me with her fingers stuffed into it. "Oh damn." I muttered as I watched, switching back and forth time and again, my climax hanging just out of reach. With a grin Annette pushed Diane away so I could see her pussy, her fingers quickly replacing Diane's face. She lifted her knees as high as she could, leaning back on one hand and using the other to plunge in and out of her pussy. She pulled them out and started rubbing them quickly across her pussy, stimulating her exposed clit until her whole body jerked, a gush of cum squirting up and out of her like a small fire hose. "Fuck." I grunted as the visual display pushed me over the edge, my cock surging and pumping the first shot into Vanessa. I jerked my spurting cock out and rammed it back into Mandy, driving it to the hilt with my next spurt of cum. I stood behind the two panting while Annette sat across the fire, teasing her pussy, her legs still spread wide, while we both caught our breaths. "Ok girls. I think that's it for tonight." I said as I pulled out of Mandy, turning to sit down. "Come on girls." I heard Candice say as they broke up. I slid down to the ground and lay there resting against the log, watching the moon rise over the water, thankful that the light breeze that was rippling the water was also pushing the mosquitoes into more secluded surroundings. I had nearly fallen asleep sitting there when Kate walked around and stood in front of me. "Come on Mister C. You need a washing." "That I do." I agreed, taking her hand and expecting to walk down to the water. To my surprise she walked me around by the fire the girls quickly gathering around, a number of them using cups to pour warm water over me. Once wet, Suzie and Mandy moved in to soap me up, rubbing me all over with their hands covered in liquid soap, taking every opportunity to rub their tits on me while their hands played all over my body. Finally they announced they were done, and the rest of the girls poured water of the three of us until we had all been rinsed clean. Vanessa slipped into the circle and used a small camp towel to dry me ever where, making sure that no place was missed. Finally clean and dry each of the girls stepped up for a kiss before Candice led me off to my tent, crawling in with me for a few moments to ensure I was settled, give me a final kiss and then slip back out. Within minutes I was sound asleep. I vaguely remember moving to make room for my tent partner, but it wasn't until the sun came up and my mind finally woke up that I realized that I had Annette and Diane snuggled up, one on each side of me. "Hey sleepy head." Diane whispered. "Hey." I answered groggily. "You know we go back today?" "Yeah." I nodded. "Don't suppose I could talk you into letting me ride this one more time, could I?" She asked, playing with my morning hardon. "Well, I suppose we might as well. Last meal and all that." I answered "Good." She said as she gently rolled on top of me, pushing her leg between Annette and myself. It only took her a few moments to rub my head between her lips, settle it into her tunnel and then slide down onto my shaft. She didn't have big tits by any stretch of the imagination, maybe a full B if that, but her areola were huge and her nipples were standing erect and ready to be teased as she started slowly riding up and down my shaft. "Oh.... Now that is a sexy sight." Annette whispered as she woke up next to us. "I take it you like it both hot and cold?" I asked her. "If you mean do I like women, yeah. But I still LOVE a good fuck." She said with a giggle. "I see." I said as Annette sat up, moving her face to Diane's tits and sucking one in while sliding a hand down to where Diane's pussy was bouncing against me. I watched in fascination as Diane's face changed from "this feels good" to "oh god I'm going to cum", Annette's finger teasing her clit while she rode my cock. "OH damn. You know my weakness." Diane gasped as her arms and legs started to tremble. "Of course sweetie. I should by now." Annette answered as she moved from one tit to another. "OH shit...here it comes!" Diane moaned loudly, her whole body losing coordination and her pussy pulsing around my cock. It was kind of fun to sit back, or in this case, lay back, and watch Annette drive Diane over the top. The surprise came when Diane rolled off my cock and Annette quickly replaced her, driving herself down on me with a long slow groan. "God you feel good inside me." Annette said as she began to slowly rock herself, rolling her hips with each stroke to change the angle that I was inside her, putting more pressure first on the top and then the bottom of my cock. "OH that feels good." I moaned as Diane rolled over and licked a circle around one of my nipples. She continued to tease first one nipple and then the other, taking a page from my book and stimulating them with her tongue while Annette rode slowly up and down my cock. "This is your thank you fuck." Annette moaned. "You did such a good job with the girls that we thought you should be able to just lay back and enjoy one without having to do any work." "Well, you're doing well at that." I grunted, feeling Annette's hand slide up my thigh behind her. I could feel her fingers teasing my balls and then press against my anus. "Let's see if this lights your fire!" She moaned, sliding her body forward slightly, my cock trapped inside her and her finger pressing slightly inside my ass. "OH shit!" I squeaked in surprise as my hips lifted Annette off the ground and drove my cock up into her. "That's more like it!" She said as she teased the tip of her finger in and out of me, her hips never stopping their rocking motion and Diane's mouth sucking and licking my nipples. "OH SHIT!" I grunted as my cock suddenly started to spurt deep inside her, filling her with shot after shot of cum as she teased her finger in and out of me. It felt like little electric shocks were flying up my legs and cock, my spurting shaft sending her over the top with me. "AHHHHH" She cried loudly as her whole body was wracked with tremors and shudders, her pussy clamping and spasming around my shaft. "Holly shit." I panted when she had removed her finger and sat facing me, looking down with a big grin on her face. "Someday I may have to teach you how to fuck me in the ass." She said with a grin. "Some day?" "Yeah, you don't think this will be the last time we do a canoe trip do you? I mean even around the state I'll be more than happy to come do your lifeguarding." She said with a grin. "We leaders talked about it and we're going to recommend to council that you start a leaders high adventure training. I think there are a lot of leaders that would jump at the chance to get the kind of training you can offer." Diane said as she lay on her side, her head on my chest. "The kind of training I can offer?" I asked. "Well yeah. The personal interest you take in your students is really what makes the difference." She said with a grin. "OH lord what have I gotten myself into?" I asked the tent ceiling. "Me for one." Annette said. "Now the girls made us promise to have you up and dressed for breakfast. From now on it's back to business. What we did this week...well the girls all know that no one can ever find out. So it's our secret. If one of the girls would happen to spill the beans you have four leaders that will make sure that whatever it was never happened. Ok?" "Ok." I answered as she rolled off me. No sooner had Annette unzipped the tent and crawled out naked than Mandy and Ellie crawled in. "We won the lottery. We get to help you dress for the last time." Ellie said with a huge smile. "Allrightie then!" I said. "Where should we start?" "Just let us take care of it." She said as another girl handed in my clothes and boots. The two naked girls quickly dressed me and then ducked out of the tent. I crawled out and stood up, finding every one of the ladies and girls completely naked. One by one they came up and gave me a kiss before running off to their tents to dress themselves. It looked like the trip really was about over. A quick six hour canoe trip with one small portage and we would be back at the camp. The next day had a long drive, leaving me plenty of time to think about what they had said. Leader training.... I hoped they didn't plan on getting this kind of sex every trip! I don't think my body could handle it. I know my relationship with my wife wouldn't. For now all I could do was be glad the trip was about done as the tires rolled down the interstate toward home. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that they were already talking about a trip back up here for next year? And isn't a cell phone a wonderful thing? The girls were already talking up the trip and at least three other troops thought it would be great to come up for their own trip. I quietly wondered what I had started... Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 01 I have been a boy scout leader for many years, primarily so my son had a good troop to be in. Aside from my adventures in that realm, I also maintained my papers as a registered leader in the girl scouts. Having three girls there was no way I could ever get away with taking my son's troop camping every weekend and not help my girls troops do the same when they wanted to. To my surprise there was a fairly large number of the girls that loved to camp and be outdoors. I never took them camping alone. The girl scout rules made it clear that I , thankfully, always had to have an adult female leader with us. That kept me out of trouble on a number of occasions, not because of anything that I was doing, but because of what some of the girls did on occasion, but that is another story altogether. In order to be eligible to do this I had to make the trek two hours on two separate weekends for the training. The first was two days of classroom work that I could have easily taught. The second was a two day campout which I could have easily done in my sleep. I got plenty of attention from the ladies, being the only guy at the training, and it helped that I was only thirty five years old in pretty good shape. That was all ten years ago, and a whole different story. Now, I'm no spring chicken, being in my mid forties, but I love the outdoors and am frequently fishing on one of the lakes, wearing nothing but a swim suit or some athletic shorts, especially on those hot summer days. My wife loves the tan and working out three times a week keeps me down to one seventy five and the beer gut away. Last year, in response to a request by several of the leaders in my daughter's troop, I agreed to take a number of them on a more rugged adventure. More than the normal car camping. This was a pure backpacking trip designed to give the few girls that went along a good taste of what it's like, and also to train the leaders that went in some more advanced camping techniques in preparation for a trip to the Canadian boundary waters that they were planning for this year. Based on the amount that the trip and myself were apparently talked about at the regional leaders meetings, I received a request from another of the local area leaders to repeat the training again, this time just for more adult leaders. I was fairly hesitant, since I was also slated to lead the trek to Canada in less than two months, but she convinced me that they would take care of everything, if I just told them what they needed to prepare. It was to be a small group, only 4 ladies, all of them in "good shape" as she put it. I agreed and we set about e-mailing lists of equipment and things that needed to be done. I had my list of normal equipment modified by the ladies I took on the previous trip, since some of the items that were important to me may be useless to them or worse, a few things that we all learned they needed but didn't have. I sent them menu lists to choose meals from and based on the replies, gave them a shopping list of backpack foods. To my surprise, the list of women suddenly grew to eight as the trip approached. It was a hot summer morning in early June when we all met at the church, the equipment shakedown being done a week before by Beth, the head leader that was doing the organizing. I had met Beth at several functions and it was no surprise to see her beaming with her usual enthusiasm. She was in her mid thirties, had a well toned body with medium sized breasts wiggling around under a crop top shirt. One of the things that the ladies on the last trip explained, was that women don't sweat the way men do, and sports bra's soak up a lot of it and quickly end up sticky and heavy. Since there wasn't room or weight to pack enough to really stay comfortable, they suggested Crop tops, or half t-shirts that allow a lot of bare skin to be exposed to the breeze, while preventing the backpack straps from chaffing, and a lightweight bra if desired. Some women just don't feel comfortable without one on, even in the wilds. They also echoed my recommendation for good quality shorts made from synthetic materials. Cotton doesn't dry, no matter how comfortable it is when it's dry, it's horrible when wet. I learned a long time ago to leave the cotton briefs behind and I wore polyester zip-off pants with either silk or synthetic briefs. Unfortunately the only choices in these materials were either what my wife calls "fuck me" underwear, or boxers, and I have never been a boxer fan, although I always carry one pair in case I get chafed. Today I had on a pair of purple micro briefs that did a good job of holding me in place while I hiked and wick the moisture away. What I hadn't counted on was having eight ladies, ranging from late twenties to late thirties all standing around in crop tops, wearing the thinnest bra's they could buy, or in at least one case I was sure of, no bra at all. Introductions were made and I promptly forgot most of their names, as was usual for me, with the exception of one particular lady, Emily, who had decided that, as she put it, if shorts were good a micro-skirt was better. I handed out some last minute equipment, carabineers, swiss seats and ropes for a surprise rappelling excursion I planned for them. The ropes went to the ladies that didn't have the tents, since each tent was shared by two people, with the exception of mine of course. I showed them how to secure the ropes to their packs by putting the largest hank on my pack. I walked around as they put their gear on their packs to make sure it was secure. I was crouched down next to a redhead with cute freckles when I looked over toward Emily. She had bent over stiff legged to secure the carabineers to her pack, and I quickly realized that she was not wearing any bra, and I could see her firm and bare C cup tits up under her short shirt. I nearly lost my balance and fell over when I also realized she had forgone any form of underwear. My micro briefs were suddenly nowhere near large enough to handle what was growing inside my shorts as I had a long look at her completely exposed pussy. By the time I tore my eyes from her and stood up, my hard dick was obvious in my thin shorts, a fact that was not lost on several of the other ladies. I got several long stares as I packed gear into the back of my truck. Fortunately Emily rode in the other vehicle on the way to the trailhead, and that gave my dick a chance to recover to its normal size. It was a two hour drive to get to the trailhead, not because it was that far away, but because we had to drive around the outside of the national forest area on little gravel roads. This particular area was a wilderness area with a number of rugged trails that looped around. You could do a loop as short as five miles, or as long as fifty. In one location you could do a four mile loop around a hill, or go over the five hundred foot hump by a three quarter mile long trail. This was a good place we had used before to train scouts getting ready for high adventure mountain hiking. There was also a location that I found on the topo map a number of years ago that provided a great location for rappelling. It was off the main trail by a mile or so, but the two hundred plus foot sheer cliff was a spectacular drop. The downside was that it was half a mile walk and climb to get back up to do it again. There was also an intermittent spring coming right out the side of the rock face that sometimes made a waterfall, and a nice place to cool off. We arrived at the trail head and I reviewed the plan for the four day trek. Day one was going to be an easy five mile hike, just to make sure that everyone was able to handle the longer parts of the trek and adjust their equipment. We would spend time going over how to find and treat drinking water, which was very important in this kind of weather. The second day was a real trek, fifteen rugged up and down miles, ending at the bottom of the cliff. The third day we would spend relaxing at the cliff and the last day we would hike out the eight final miles. Everyone was excited as we pulled on our packs and I led us out along the faint trail into the woods, using my GPS to stay on track in the places where the trail disappeared altogether from lack of use. This particular section of state forest was rarely used, except by hunters and boy scouts. Some of the shorter trails were more heavily used, but the longer ones like we would be on would be pretty much deserted. I could count on one hand how many times we had seen other people out on these long trails, and this trip appeared to be no exception, with our two vehicles being the only ones in the parking area. We hiked about two miles into the woods before I called a stop. We settled down on the top of a grassy knoll, lots of shade to sit and relax in. It was also a good time to make any adjustments to straps and generally just check equipment, especially since many of the packs were brand new and I could already tell by the rubbing of shoulders that there was a considerable amount of adjusting to do. After we ate we talked about the load in the packs, and several ladies required some re-packing to get the load down low in their backpacks instead of up high. One thing that most people don't realize that the shoulder straps are not intended to carry any real weight. They are there to stabilize the load while the hip belt carries the bulk of the load. The shoulder straps needed to be just snug enough to keep the pack from sliding around on your back and to balance it. The sternum strap keeps the now looser shoulder straps in place. I set about helping them get their straps adjusted, having them put their packs on one at a time while I moved or adjusted straps. I also learned that crop tops were great when they were standing, I saw in the parking lot that but as they pulled packs on, some of the shorter tops were easily pulled up over their bra's or in the case of one good looking woman, her bare tits. I had tried not to stare as she giggled like a school girl and blushed as she pulled her shirt back down to cover her hardening nipples. As I said, I set to work, having them put their packs on one at a time. The first two went easily enough, but I quickly learned that some things were just different with women. With the boys there was no problem working the straps that came over their shoulders into the right position and length, frequently having to relocate the attachment point on the pack frame to get it to lay properly and still have the sternum strap loosely buckled. On the ladies this proved much more difficult due to the obstruction of their tits. On the first one or two, I tried in vain to avoid touching their tits, but on the third one I had to give up this vain attempt and ended up with the back of my hand pressing against her soft mounds as I worked on her straps. By the time I was done she was flushed and breathing more heavily than I would have expected for just putting the pack on. I continued my work, on the fourth, and then came to Mary. Mary was about my height and about a hundred sixty pounds or so, but a good part of that was in her chest. She easily had a 38 D chest. There was just no way to get the sternum strap to lay comfortably across her tit. It just wanted to pull the shoulder straps too far out. I tried moving it higher, but she complained it choked her. The only thing left was below her breasts. Mary was probably thirty, and even though her tits were large, they had the firmness of a teenager. They stood proudly out in her short cut shirt. As I worked my hand continually ended up pressing against the bare skin of her breast as I worked the webbing through the loops in the shoulder strap. Her face became flushed, and I had to admit, my dick got quite hard as I struggled to get the strap in place under the material. Finally she reached own and inched the material up her chest to give me better access to where I was working, and in the process much more of her bare tits than was necessary. She continued to pull the material up as I worked, my body blocking the view of most of the ladies as I stood between them and her. Before I had the strap in place she had the material pulled up far enough to expose her whole breast and her hard pointed nipples. I'm not sure which of us was more aroused. I wanted to lean down and suck one of those nipples into my mouth, and very nearly did as I leaned down to make the final adjustments. Finally I had it done and helped her fix her shirt back down over her tits before stepping back to declare it done. She stepped over to the rest and set her pack down while I started on the next lady, excusing herself to go pee, as she said. She returned several minutes later flushed and out of breath. "Have a good time Mary?" one of her friends asked with a smirk. "Just fine." Mary shot back shortly. "Well, she did go relieve herself." One of the other ladies chided. "Oh piss off!" Mary shot back as she sat down cross-legged on the ground. At the ribbing I turned to see what was going on and it was evident there was a large wet spot in her shorts that was defiantly not from wetting herself. These women sounded more like sorority girls than adult women. But then when guys got together without women, we usually got pretty juvenile as well. It was taking me much longer with the red head, mostly because any time she had a chance she was pushing her tits out to touch my hand or giggling like I was tickling her and pulling my hand under her top against her bare tits. I was pretty turned on already and on one occasion I gave in and cupped her thirty something year old tit in my hand, giving it several squeezes and rolling her nipple between my finger and thumb before extracting my hand to continue with my task. I realized that she had on a wedding ring and felt guilty about what I had just done, that was, until I felt her hand squeeze my dick through my shorts. The sixth went pretty normal, as things go. This lady had a nice size set of tits held in a light weight spandex sports bra and her straps required very little adjusting. My final set of straps was on Beth. While I was working she had apparently stepped behind the bushes and removed her bra, and the bottoms of her tits were clearly visible under the edge of her cut off t-shirt. It looked as if she had cut it off intentionally to a height that would show a few inches of tit, but not her nipples. She had a pair of nice tits that I would estimate were a good C cup, maybe a tad more, that swung tantalizingly close to exposure as she pulled her pack on. By the time she had the straps on over her shoulders the material had been pulled up over her rock hard nipples. She gave a coy "oops" and then pulled the shirt down over her tits. "I'm sure you didn't mind that." She whispered as I set to work on her straps. Fortunately hers didn't require too much adjustment, because every time I had her bend forward to take the weight off the straps her tits would hand away from her body and her nipples would slip below the bottom edge of the material. To make matters worse, her sternum strap ran over the top of her breasts, pushing them downward and exposing more of them. I had no doubt that as we walked her tits would be sticking right out for everyone, especially me, to see. With the adjustments done it was time to head out. I gave the GPS to Mary and let her take the lead as I bent over to pull my pack on. I took the opportunity to, what I thought was discreetly, pull the leg of my shorts up and pull the elastic of my underwear down and hook it below my balls. It would be a bit uncomfortable there, but much less so than having the elastic cutting across my dick, which had grown up and out of the top of the very brief briefs. "You could help you just take them off." Beth said as she stepped over to me while I was still bent over buckling straps. "Thanks. I think I'll be fine." I said, feeling my face turn red at the realization that she had probably watched me make my adjustment. "That you are." She whispered as she pushed the bottom of her top up a few inches and brushed her fingers over her hard nipples. Before turning and walking up the trail. I stood up and readjusted my dick to a comfortable position, wishing that I had time to step behind a bush and relieve my growing discomfort. This was going to be a very long four days at this rate. The last three miles of the day were going to be mostly up and down. We had managed about half of that after the first hour of hill climbing It was getting quite hot and I called a halt for a water break. Most of the women needed to drink more than they were, so I made my rounds to encourage that while they dropped packs and settled to the ground. The ladies leaned back against their packs and wiped sweat off their faces, and then used the rags up under their shirts to wipe off and around their tits. Two of them stepped behind bushes to pull off bra's returning with their tits swinging freely under their cut off t-shirts. I dropped my pack and settled in, pulling my own t-shirt off, squirting a little water from my bottle on my head and letting it run down my chest. "Must be nice!" One of the ladies called. "Hey. I'm not stopping you!" I called back jokingly. "Sure, we take our shirts off and then some strange guy comes wandering up on us." One of them said. "In case you didn't know it. Your three miles plus into the woods on a loop trail that goes for nearly thirty miles of twisting over and around hills. There were two trucks in the parking lot when we left, which is the only way in or out. Unless someone got dropped off days ago and is coming the other way, I have a better chance of winning the lottery than running into someone else out here." I said as I leaned my head back. "Personally I don't care if you go naked!" I joked "But in all seriousness. If you want to take your shirts off for a few minutes to wipe down, I'll be happy to turn my back and keep my eyes closed." "Would you?" one of the ladies that took her bra off asked. "Yes. I will." I said as I scooted around so my back was to them. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. "Have at it ladies." I could hear some giggling, and my already hard dick grew to even larger proportions as I listened to their chatter. They sounded like a bunch of teenage girls tossing comments around about each other's boobs and bodies. I let it go on for about ten minutes before I called and said that it was time to get back on the trail and to let me know when they were decent again. It only took a few seconds before one of them called that I could look now. I instantly heard four women calling "not yet" as the one that said I could look giggled. Finally Beth called that it was really all clear this time, and I rolled over and stood up. The ladies were all pulling their packs on, settling their straps into place. It only took me a moment to swing mine up and then we headed out, another of the women leading out this time, using my trail GPS to follow the winding path. I could hear a lot of chatter from the front of the group, several of the women giving the one who called out that it was ok to look a hard time. I recognized the voice and quickly placed it with the Redhead who was so hot to get my hands on her body. Somewhere in the discussion came a challenge that if she liked me seeing tits so much why didn't she just leave her shirt off? Her reply was that she would if she felt like it, to which one replied that would be never because she was chicken. If I learned anything from being a scout leader, it was that this kind of thing always lead to trouble. Since they were adults, there wasn't much I could say, unlike a bunch of boys, where I could just tell them to can it and it would be over. The conversation continued for a short distance longer, some of which I didn't catch, but some I did. In the end, the redhead stopped in the middle of the trail and took off her pack, followed by her shirt, which got stuffed into the pack. We all stood there watching her while she pulled her pack back on, and adjusted the straps around her bare tits. Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 01 "Ok Mindy! Put up or shut up!" she snapped at one of the ladies wearing a longer shirt. "I can't believe I'm doing this!" The one called Mindy said. She was average height, a few inches shorter than I was, blond and a bit younger than the redhead. Reluctantly she dropped her pack and pulled her t-shirt off, exposing a nice pair of medium size tits, about the size of coconut halves, and they were clearly firm enough that they didn't need a bra for support. The most striking feature of her breasts were the larger than normal areola. They covered nearly a third of the front of her tits, and were topped with two striking nipples that appeared to be rock hard. She stuffed her shirt in her pack, doing her best to keep her back to me, and then pulled the pack back up on her body, latching the buckles. "Girls." Beth said with the shake of her head as she moved off to follow the group. "I guess." I said as the two started out down the trail in the lead. "Too bad all I can see is their backs." I mumbled to myself as I once again readjusted my hard dick in my shorts. "I heard that!" Beth said with a smile as she turned around and walked backwards. "You can watch these!" She said as she pulled her shirt up over her tits, leaving them exposed and swinging around while she moved. She turned around to face away from me and slowed her walk until she was walking next to me. It was hard to walk and not watch her tits bouncing and swaying around. As much as I wanted to watch, I also didn't know how long I could handle this teasing. "You better cover those up, or you're going to get sunburned." I said. 'Ohhh. That wouldn't be good." She said. Then she called out to the front of the group. "Mindy, why don't you and Deb find a spot to stop for a minute!" "Sure thing." The redhead called back. They continued walking up the hill till we got to the top and then they all spread out to sit down. "Mike brought out a good point. If we're going to walk around like this we're going to get sunburned." "He's right!" The redhead said. "But I know how to solve that." She continued as she undid her pack and dropped it to the ground. She dug in the pack a moment and then straightened up and walked directly toward me. "I think he should put some sunscreen on me so I don't get burned." Then looking me right in the eye she asked me. "How bout it? Willing to spread some sunscreen on my back for me?" "Do I have a choice?" I asked as I let my pack slide to the ground. "Nope." She said handing the tube to me and turning her back to me while she pulled her red ponytail out of the way. I squired some of the lotion on her back and began rubbing it around while the other ladies dropped their packs to put sunscreen on their exposed parts. When her back was done Deb turned around to face me and put her hands on her head. "You might as well do my front too." She said with a huge smile. I put more lotion on my hands and began rubbing it into her chest. I wasn't sure who was enjoying it more, her or me. I spent a long time working on her tits and stomach, and thought I was done having worked all the way down her stomach and even sliding my fingers into the top edge of her shorts to rub across the top of her ass and just brush her pussy hairs in front. "You might as well do my legs too." She said quietly, looking me square in the eye. There was no doubt she was seriously turned on, but then so was I. I dropped to my knees and she lifted one foot and rested it on my thigh so I could work the lotion into her leg. I slid my hands up her legs and thighs, eventually reaching the hem of her baggy shorts. I probably should have stopped there, but my other head was doing the thinking, and I rubbed up the leg of her shorts until my fingertips were brushing against her panty covered pussy. I stroked her wet panty crotch several times before I withdrew my hand to do the other leg. She was breathing heavily and chewing her lip as I worked up the other leg, once again reaching her pussy. I teased her lips through the material and then slipped a finger under the elastic of the tiny panties, rubbing directly across her wet lips. I slid my hand around her inside her shorts and up on her firm ass and pulled the low top of her panties down as far as I could inside her shorts. This let me reach between the now bunched up material and her bare pussy to stroke her wet lips. She moaned quietly as I stoked her pussy. All the girls had to hear the quick "OH" she squeaked out as her body gave a tiny shudder. She abruptly pulled my hand from her shorts and practically ran off to the bushes while I stood up. Beth walked over and moved close to me, her bare tits almost touching my chest. "I guess she got what she was looking for." She chuckled. "How about I put some lotion on you while you put some on me?" she asked as she waged a bottle of lotion in the air next to us. She rubbed my dick through my pants a few times before handing me the bottle and then she pulled her shirt the rest of the way off and tossed it on my pack. I squeezed a liberal amount of cream on her tits and then handed her the bottle. She squeezed some out on her hands and dropped the bottle at our feet. "You can do this any time you want." She whispered as she began rubbing my chest with her cream covered hands, my hands already working the lotion around her tits and across her nipples. She worked around my shoulders and upper arms as well as my chest while I rubbed the cream into her large tits and across her stomach, letting my fingers slide under the waistband of her shorts. "Hmmmm that's nice." She cooed while she continued to rub the cream down my stomach. She returned the favor and slid a hand down into my shorts, unsnapping and unzipping them to give her hand more room. "Just keep on going." She whispered as my fingers stroked inside the top of her shorts, brushing her hairs, her hand wrapping around my hard dick. "You want me to do you right here?" "Why not. I'm not bashful." She said with a giggle. "I can tell." I whispered. "But I'm not sure this is the time or the place." "Anyplace anytime you want to put this in a soft warm place, you're welcome to it." She panted as I unsnapped her shorts and slid my hand down into her panties, pushing the waistband down with my hand as I slid deeper between her legs. Fortunately we were standing close enough together and her hands were covering things so that the other ladies couldn't see what we were doing, but there was no doubt at all what it was that we were doing. Beth's hands were slowly stroking my dick while I pushed my hand deeper into her shorts causing them to slide over her ass and down to her ankles, revealing the skimpiness of her panties. I had the front pushed down with the back of one hand as I pushed a finger up inside her, stroking my finger along her clit, while my other hand was busy massaging one of her tits. "Oh god" she murmured as she rested her forehead on my chest her body spasmning and jerking as she tried to continue to jack me off while she struggled through her orgasm. The sensations and the teasing I had received all day finally released in jets of cum as I spurted shot after shot across her belly and tits. "Wow." She said quietly as she released my softening dick, my cum running and dripping off her tits and stomach. "oops." I said, suddenly feeling quite self conscious. "I just got what they wished you were giving them." She said with a grin. I looked past her to see the ladies all lounging around, some looking a bit flushed while others pretended to look at the trees or plants. Mary, the one with the skirt was leaning back, idly stroking her bare pussy, almost as if she was encouraging me to look "Well, if you two are done acting like teenagers in the back of a chevy, how about we get down the trail? Deb said as she walked out of the bushes and past us, a pair of white panties in her hand. "Oh, I'm quite ready." Beth said. As she stepped out of her panties and used them to wipe my cum off her stomach. "Aren't you going to put your clothes back on? I asked. "What for? Everyone already saw me climax, what's the difference if they see my bare pussy." She asked as she stuffed her panties and shorts into the top pocket of her pack. "I guess that's one way to look at it." I said as I finished putting my pants together pulled my pack on. Beth pulled her pack on after stuffing her clothes into it, and we headed down the trail with two women still bare chested and Beth completely nude. It didn't take me long following Beth's bare ass to have another raging hardon. In frustration I stopped behind a bush, being the last in line, and pulled my shorts and underwear off, pulling just my shorts back on. Maybe without the elastic band cutting into me it wouldn't hurt to walk, and being at the end of the line I don't think anyone noticed what I had done, with the exception of Beth, who made sure to be in a position to see my hard dick bouncing around as I pulled my shorts off and on. "Any time you want." She said quietly as I stepped onto the trail and we hurried to catch the group. It was another hour before we hit the camping spot I had chosen in the bottom of the valley. One reason I had chosen it was that it had a small stream to get water from. That included cooling off on a hot day. I gave them directions for where to set the tents up, and went to work on my own. It was still early afternoon when I finished setting my part of camp and walked around to help the others. Both Deb and Mindy were still naked from the waste up, and Beth was completely nude, making sure to bend over straight legged as much as possible for me to see. I would have loved to walk up behind her and stick my dick into that pussy right then. My better judgment and my desire not to cheat on my wife if I could avoid it, kept me from doing that. Once the tents were all set up I took them to the stream and explained about using the chemical purifier and the pump filter to get good drinking water. Then I suggested that I would return to camp and they could use the stream to cool off. Beth wanted me to stay, but I said that they deserved their privacy, even if she didn't feel bashful. I walked the short fifty feet or so through the brush to the camp and dug out my flip-flops and book. There are a few things I carry as far as luxuries. A good book is one. And with as horny as I was at that point, I figured a good fiction novel might get my mind off the probably naked bodies currently playing in the water. After a few minutes of reading I tossed the book aside in frustration and closed my eyes for a short nap. I woke back up as the ladies returned, most of them in wet hair and various states of dress. Deb and Mindy were wearing only their wet panties, carrying their shorts and shoes. Mary, still wearing her micro skirt was holding her shirt over her tits with an arm while she tip-toed across the ground, avoiding the rocks. I got up and pulled on my light weight flip-flops and walked out of camp for my turn at the stream while the ladies got dressed and dried. I wandered down to the stream and dropped my shorts, tossing them aside as I waded into the water. It felt very nice to sink into the knee deep water. It wasn't very wide, maybe three feet at this point. There was a rock ledge that caused the spring floods to scour the hole out down to bedrock. That meant that even when there wasn't much flow, this little bowl was nearly always full. I lay back and let the water relax me. I had been dreaming about bending Mary over and pushing that micro skirt up and fucking the daylights out of her, which was not an option, so I used my hand instead, stroking my hard dick in the water. I swore I heard a giggle as my cum lanced up in the air and landed in the water near me. Several shots of cum sailed into the air before I sank below the surface to allow the last few more feeble squirts to float away on the current. I stayed in the water until I had shrunk to normal size and then climbed out and pulled my shorts on, returning to camp to start working on dinner. The ladies were dressed in a variety of outfits, from thigh length shirts to shorts and t-shirts. Deb was still exposing her tits for me, now wearing a pair of baggy shorts instead of the snug ones she had on before. Beth was still walking around naked and Mary had that damn micro skirt on. I had them bring the stoves they had gotten out for a class on how to work them. I had given them a list of about six different brand and model single burner stoves for backpacking, and left it up to them to choose which they liked, or to borrow one from someone. We ended up with a variety, but only really two different types. I had them gather around while I knelt on the ground and explained how the two main types worked, and how to light and cook with them. Several of the ladies were either kneeling or squatting near me. Every time I looked over I could see Mary's pussy staring at me, her lips obviously wet and well spread as she squatted on her heels with her knees about a foot apart. One of the surprises I did have was one of the younger ladies, I figured around twenty five, had put on a long shirt, but was apparently naked beneath. She was one of the more conservative of the group on the trail and in her dress. She started out kneeling on the ground and while I was talking, rocked back so she was squatting on her heels to give me more room. She seemed so intent on what I was doing , I wasn't sure that she realized as she squatted down with her knees together and her shirt bunched up around her waist, that I could easily see her pussy every time I bent down to work with the stove. I did my best not to stare at the three pussies that I had a clear view of while I instructed, not to mention two sets of good looking tits. If this kept up, before long I was going to have to go back into the bushes and relieve myself again. Finally I turned them loose to cook their individual dinners, mostly made of dehydrated foods. My choice was a beef and noodles dish, to which I added a bit more flavoring. I sat cross legged on the ground while I ate, and watched the ladies make their food and sit and eat. It was a long ways till dark yet and dinner was done and we had plenty of time to sit around. "So what do you do now?" Beth asked as she came over and sat down next to me. "Well, on a normal trip I would read a book or we would sit around and swap stories and such. Sometimes I'll play solitaire or we would play some poker for fun." "That sounds good." She said as she got up. "What does?" "Get your cards and come with me." She said as she walked over to the fire ring, which didn't have a fire yet." "Ladies, let's gather around." She called as I dug the pack of cards from my pack. They all came over and sat down cross legged around the fire. "This is a game we play with the girls sometimes. It's a good ice breaker and a way to get to know each other." Beth said as she patted the ground next to her. I sat down and handed her the cards. "The way this works.." she said to me, being the only one that apparently was in the dark. "is we pass the deck around, and everyone draws a card. The high card gets to ask the low card a question." "What kind of question?" I asked, not sure if I liked where this was going. "You know. What's your favorite color, how old are you, that kind of thing." She said with a smile. "Ok." I said somewhat relieved. "What if the person didn't want to answer or didn't tell the truth." "You you have to tell the truth!" one of the ladies said. "If you don't then the rest of the group gets to pick a penance for you to do." "A penance?" "Sure" Mary said. "Like having to run around camp three times or something silly like that." Leave it to women to find a way to make women talk and do silly shit. This game certainly had the potential to get out of hand if the leaders didn't keep a tight reign on it. The deck went around and Mary asked Beth how old she was. Beth blushes and said forty-two, which surprised me. I would have figured her for a number of years less than that. The deck went around again, putting the card you had back in and pulling another. This time I got to ask the lady in the long shirt a question. I chose something simple, how many times had she camped out. I was surprised to hear this was only her third time. The game continued with all sorts of questions, favorite foods and such. Things got a bit more interesting when Mary asked Beth what her favorite kind of underwear was. Beth replied simply "none", to which the whole bunch giggled and someone said, "surprise surprise surprise!" The next round Mary was asked by Deb what her favorite sex position was, and she looked at the setting sun and said. "on top. I love to ride on top of a big dick." I felt myself blush as all the ladies looked at me instead of Mary. I had to wonder if they were picturing her or themselves riding on me. As I had feared the questions took a turn for the more risqué as they started asking things like how long does it take to cum, do they like to give head, does their husband lick their pussy and such. I was pretty lucky at not drawing a low card for quite a while, but eventually it had to happen, and it did. Deb had high and there was cheering when it was determined that I would finally get asked a question. "If you could fuck any of us right now, who would it be? And why?" she asked from across the fire pit. "That's two questions." I said "So answer the first one." Beth chimed in. I looked around the circle and finally said. "Mary." Who immediately had a shocked look on her face. The rest of the women whistled at her or cat called, generally giving her a hard time. When things quieted down she asked why? I looked around, knowing that if I didn't answer now it would be the next question I got. "Simple. She's been flashing me that pussy all day. How could I not want to stuff my dick into it?" to which the cheering erupted again. Several more questions were tossed at me which I simply ignored as part of the game. The deck went around several times again before Mary got asked by Beth if she though about my dick all day long. She blushed and simply said yes, with no elaboration, to which everyone wanted more details. She finally blurted out that she doesn't ever wear underwear and it wasn't her fault I had such a big dick, after which she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. The card went around again, this time I ended up with a 3 and a Mindy held an ace, as did Brenda, a thirty-five year old divorcee with a 32 B bust and preferred thong panties. The rules were that a tie of the high card meant that they had to decide on one question. They huddled to the side and finally came back to sit down. Mindy looked straight at me across the fire pit and asked. "How long is your dick?" To say the least I was surprised. What was worse, I really didn't have an answer. "I'm not sure." I replied honestly. This did not satisfy the ladies in the least. They were sure I was lying or refusing to answer, either one would mean that I had to do penance. It was quickly decided that the answer was to have Mindy and Brenda measure me, proving both penance and an answer. I objected but was quickly overruled. One of the ladies scurried for a small tape measure she had in her pack and soon came back with a small cloth tape. I stood up and dropped my shorts to lot of cheering and whistling, while Brenda grabbed my dick and stroked it a few times "just to make sure it was good and hard." As if it wasn't. The two made and elaborate show of measuring me, finally announcing that I was an even eight inches long and four inches around. Brenda took the opportunity to stroke me several more times for the benefit of the rest of the group before I was allowed to pull my shorts back up and sit down again. There would certainly be paybacks for this one. Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 01 Paybacks came a few rounds later. I drew the high card and Brenda was sitting holding the low card. If I thought about it before I said it, I wouldn't have opened my mouth. But since she was one of the few still dressed, and I was bent on some paybacks, I asked how long of a dick she could take before it hit the end. I had serious doubts that she would know, but I hadn't really stopped to think about how to get the answer. To my surprise she answered confidently "I can take anything you have to give me!" There was considerable cheering at this point, which egged me on to retort. "I've heard that before!" There were a lot of woos and "burn" comments from the ladies as they looked over at Brenda for the next shot. She looked around the circle and then stood up. "Ok stud! Put up or shut up!" she said sliding her shorts and panties down her legs in one motion, to the sound of cheering and soon chanting of "do it!". This was not going like I planned it, although I'm not sure I did much of a job of planning. With little choice left to my pride, I got up and stepped around the circle to her. Fortunately it was starting to get dark, and I wasn't sure how much the rest of them were going to see. I turned her around and pressed on her back to bend her over. She stepped out of her pants and kicked them aside, spreading her feet apart a couple feet. I undid my shorts and let them fall to my ankles, my hard dick bobbing behind her bare ass. I pushed her shirt up her back until it was to her neck, exposing the rest of her body, including her hanging tits and began rubbing my dick up and down her slit. "you sure you want this?" I asked her, hoping she would back down. "Any time stud!" she replied a little breathlessly. The whole circle got silent as I pushed the head of my dick into her hole. She was quite wet, obviously turned on as I was from all the talk. I slowly pushed into her pussy, letting her pussy expand around my dick. I felt the head of my dick hit against her cervix and pulled part way out before stroking in again to her full length. She grunted when I hit the end of her tunnel again. "Not quite." I announced. "Like hell" she said as she pulled part way off my dick and then pushed back hard. Deb stepped over and put her hand on my pelvis as I pushed into Brenda one more time. She slid her hand out to show that there was some of me still sticking out. Brenda grunted as I stroked in and out of her a few times. "OH god. Don't stop!" she cried as her legs started to shake. I stroked a few more times, not caring who was watching at this point. The two of us came together, her body shaking as she cried out with each spurt of my cum into her pussy. I could make out a lot of whistling and cheering as my mind started to process my surroundings again. I could feel my face turn red as I pulled my dick from Brenda and pulled my shorts up, sitting back down in my spot silently. Brenda sat down as well, using her shorts for a pad, my cum leaking from her pussy making an obvious wet spot. "Well, I guess we settled that!" someone said after things got quiet. "How about we build a fire while we take a break." "Good idea Beth said as she walked past me, stroking my cheek as she headed to the woods to get some sticks. Brenda and I sat there trying to catch out breaths while everyone else gathered wood for the fire. We looked across the fire pit at each other and she got up and moved over to sit by me, using her panties to wipe the fluids leaking down her legs as she got up. "Thank you." She said. "For what?" "I really wanted to find a way to get you inside me, maybe not quite as public though." She laughed. "You really did feel good though." "Well, you have a pretty good feeling pussy too. You were alwful wet." "How could I not be? After watching Beth jack you off and then when you were in the stream? My pussy had been leaking for hours." "So just who all was watching me?" "You mean besides everyone?" "I guess you guys got a bit more privacy than I did. I didn't expect that." "It's ok. We all heard about Sally." "Sandy?" I asked quizicly. "You know, Sally Linchick?" she said looking at me. "The tall blond lady from the last trip?" "I remember her, what about her?' "What you did..." she said, letting the statement die. "You did, didn't you?" "Did what?" I asked. "She said she was teasing you all day and during the night you crawled into her tent and fucked her three times before morning, and several more times in the last two days of the trip." "I hate to break it to you, but no, I didn't. I remember her flashing her tits and pussy at me a lot, but with all the leaders there being from my own town, I never would have done anything. I generally wouldn't cheat on my wife that way, especially if there were a good chance she would find out. For that matter I don't know why I did what I did tonight!" "oh wow." She said quietly. "I never thought she lied. She did such a good job of describing your body." "That's because she saw me jacking off in the bushes one night. Hell I had one of the older girls sneak into my tent in the middle of the night and try to give me a blow job. That's probably where she got the idea. I thought I kept that covered up though so she wouldn't get in trouble." "I didn't know anything about a girl, but Sandy swore you snuck into her tent and fucked her silly." "well, I didn't." I said as several of the ladies started putting the wood in the fire pit. Before long they had a nice fire going, not for the heat, it was still well up in the eighties, but the flickering light made illuminated us as we all sat back down in our circle. "Before we get started, I think you should all know that Sandy lied about Mike." Brenda said. "She never had sex with him." This started a lot of chattering and finally silence as it sunk in. I looked at the faces around the fire and it was clear that some were uncomfortable. My guess is several came with the express intent on getting some of what Sandy had so aptly embellished. "I'm sorry ladies." I said simply. "You have nothing to be sorry for." Mary said from her spot across the fire. "We just all assumes... I mean..." "We all assumed you would jump at the chance to screw any of us given the chance. We have spent the last day teasing you, hoping that you would want to. I guess that wasn't very fair of us." Deb said. "Although I have to admit, so far you have been anything but a disappointment." To which I heard many murmurs of agreement. "Well, thank you ladies. I appreciate the thought. And for the record, you have done one hell of a job of teasing me. I simply don't know how I'm going to survive the next three days with all the gorgeous pussies and tits that you will undoubtedly be flashing me." I said to the group at large. "Now if you will excuse me, I think I'm going to go down to the stream and wash up and then hit the sack. Thank you for a most interesting evening." I finished as I stood up and headed over to my pack and tent. I pulled out a small bottle of camp soap and headed down to the stream. I was standing in the stream naked and covered in soap when Beth walked down. She kicked off her boots and stepped into the stream behind me, wrapping her arms around me and pressing her naked tits into my back. She rubbed the soap around my body washing my dick and balls gently before stepping back and turning me around to face her. She held my hands and pulled me down into the water until I was crouching down and then used her hands to pour water over me and rinse off the soap. "I feel responsible." She finally said quietly while she rinsed my already hardening dick. "I guess things got a bit out of hand." "A bit. How many of these women are really leaders?" "Oh all of them!" "How did you end up with so many horny leaders?" I asked with a chuckle. "Actually it all started at a lingerie party. You know how women are. We were trying on sexy stuff, and pretty soon we were talking bout who's guy had the biggest dick, and suddenly Sally is saying how she had a guy once with a huge dick that fucked her silly for three days. We kept pressing her until she told us the whole story. I never thought that it wasn't true. She had such a good description of your private parts, and well, when I realized it was true I figured the rest of the story was true too." "How did you know I looked like she said? "Remember the fall canoe trip?" "Yeah." "Remember going off in the weeds to pee?" "uh huh." "You didn't know it, but I was there too. You were so busy trying to make sure no one saw you from behind as you jacked off that you didn't see I was already squatting in the bushes a few feet in front of you. I was so close that some of your cum spashed on me when you shot." "Oh shit." I groaned. I remembered the incident well. I was horny as hell from all the tiny bikinis. Then after swimming my suit was wet and clung to me so that everyone would see my dick, so I snuck off into the bushes to pee and quickly jacked off, not that it took too long. "Don't worry about it. I was impressed. Anyway, when I told a few of the girls about it, well, we all had this idea.." "You told all of them about me jacking off?" "Uh huh. I've seen some nice dicks, but yours is really a good one. How could I not share? Besides, with what Sally said, we just figured you didn't mind a little side action." "Wow. How do I get myself into these messes?" I asked the sky. "Don't worry, I told them that part of the party is over and from now on it's all professional. "I'll believe that when I see it." I said as I stood up and walked out of the water. I dried off with my tiny camp towel and then dried Beth off. We walked together back to camp naked. She gave me a hug before leaving me at my tent. I crawled in and zipped the bug screen shut, leaving the flap open for air and was soon asleep. Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 02 I was sitting alone on a chair on the stage of the strip club when the eight dancers made their way to the stage. All of them were wearing sexy outfits, from dresses to lingerie. The first dancer moved seductively around me while she slowly removed a short spandex dress that was barely long enough to cover her pussy and tits at the same time. She wiggled and swayed in front of me as she uncovered her firm tits first, and then pushed the dress down until she was clad in nothing but her spike heels. She slowly undressed me while the second dancer undid her outfit, pulling strings one at a time to slowly expose her huge tits and trimmed blond bush. The first dancer knelt between my legs and sucked my dick into her mouth as a third dancer stepped to the center and slowly pulled off her lace bra and then slid her thong panty off, hanging it over my head so I could easily smell the strong scent of her arousal. The first dancer kept at my hard dick making me groan as the forth dancer moved into place in front of me, undoing each button on her bustier, slowly exposing her bare skin before letting it slide off, her tits swinging and swaying as she bent over to pull her panties down. She spread her legs and stuffed her fingers into her pussy, noisly shoving them in and out in front of my face. She was pulled away by yet another dancer, this one in a long lacy dress, that she slowly let slide from her body. She was covered head to toe in a fishnet body stocking, her hard nipples poking through the mesh as she pushed one into my face. The first dancer pulled her head from my dick, and turned around, settling her ass over my lap as she bent until she could hold her ankles. She slowly pushed her pussy over my raging hardon, working it up and down my rigid shaft. "Isn't that against the rules?" I asked "I won't tell if you don't." she whispered as she slowly stroked up and down my shaft, yet another stripper pulling off a long satin dress, exposing her freckled skin and red bush. The final stripper was working on taking off her thong panty, the only thing she was wearing, when I groaned deeply and began pumping gallons of cum deep into the pussy of the stripper that screamed out and had a huge orgasm of her own in time with mine. It took my mind several seconds to realize that the dream was not totally a dream. My groggy mind cleared and saw the set of firm tits hanging in front of me in the dark, while the body impaled on my dick shuddered and moaned. Slowly she lowered herself down to me, her tits pressing their hard nipples against my chest "Did I wake you?" she whispered. "I tried not to." She finished, following it with a tender kiss. "What time is it?" I asked after she broke the kiss. "a bit past two.. I couldn't sleep and I thought..." "That this would help?" I whispered back. "Uh huh." She cooed as she lay her head on my shoulder and stretched her legs out so that she was laying with her legs outside mine, but otherwise in full contact with her skin. My hands had found her firm ass and I gently stroked her while the two of us fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and slowly came around. The sun was just starting to break over the tree tops and sneak some of its brilliant rays between the branches and across my tent in uneven patches. I wiped my eyes and tried to clear the strange dream from my head. The day before had been a wild situation, and I figured that contributed to the strange dream. How often do you dream of dreaming while having sex? That was a new one on me, but the subconscious did a lot of weird things. I had kicked off the sheet from my bedroll in the night and was laying completely exposed. I reached down and scratched around my morning woody, pulling my fingers to my nose and smelling the wetness there. It absolutely smelled like pussy. I sat up in the tent and tried to clear my head and make sense of the mixed signals my brain was sending me. I was sure I was dreaming, but the pair of tiny white panties I saw in the corner by the door told me that I wasn't. I did have a late night visitor. The question was, who? I would kind of like to know, but at the same time I'd just as soon not advertise the fact that I had a visitor. Based on the moisture on my leg, she hadn't been gone that long. All I had to do was find out who the panties belonged to. I unzipped my tent flap and crawled out, pulling my shorts with me. I stepped around the tent and walked a short ways into the woods to take a leak, not bothering to put my shorts on yet. No point until I was done peeing anyway. I had just finished and was getting ready to step into my shorts when I heard a voice. "Don't put those on because of me." Sue said as she walked up behind me. She was wearing the same long shirt she had on the previous day, which I presumed to be her pj's. "Sue isn't it?" I asked as she stepped past me, taking hold of my shorts and pulling them gently away from me. "Yes." She said simply. "I'm awful sorry about the way you got treated yesterday." "Well, things happen." I said as she stepped a few feet from me and pulled her shirt up to her waist and squatted down. She closed her eyes a minute while she peed, the stream disappearing into the dry ground almost as fast as it hit. The position gave me a clear view of her completely shaved pussy, which I had to admit started my dick to harden all over again. "Anyway." She continued after she peed but was still squatting down. "I'm sorry you got treated that way. I was kind of looking forward to seeing what a dick that big felt like." "It's not all that big." I said. She stood up and stepped over to me. "It's a lot bigger than my husband." She said quietly as she reached out and wrapped her hand around the expanding shaft. "Quite a bit bigger." She practically whispered. "aren't you worried about cheating on him?" "Not really." She said stroking my dick gently. "He had fun with one of the secretaries at work so he doesn't have any room to complain." She continued stroking and squeezing my dick, making it harder. "It really is so much bigger. I would really have liked to have this in me just once." She said finally holding my shorts out to me and letting go of my dick. She started to step past me and I put my arm out and pulled her back. "it means that much to you?" "Yes." She said looking up at me. "Ok. Come with me." I said taking her hand and walking off into the bushes a bit farther. I stopped and turned around to face her and lifted her shirt up over her head. She was a bit rounder than most of the others, probably about one thirty or so, but nearly a foot shorter than me. She had nice firm tits that must have been a good 34 C. I knelt down in front of her and pulled her toward me, wrapping my arms around her body. Her body was surprisingly firm in my arms as I began to gently kiss her breasts, working around her nipples and then gently sucking one nipple at a time into my mouth, gently stroking it with my tongue. I always did enjoy sucking a nice set of tits, and this pair was just about perfect. I continued working across her chest from one tit to the other, getting more and more aggressive in my sucking as she pulled my head to her chest tighter. I slipped a hand between her legs and she stepped her feet apart to give me better access. I gently stroked her lips with my finger tips, her hips pushing at my fingers to increase the pressure. She moaned quietly as I slipped my finger between her lips and slowly drew it up her pussy to her clit and let it slide over the hard nub. "Oh yes." She cooed quietly. "I really like that." I continued this treatment, never stopping my sucking on her hard nipples for what seemed like half an hour, her body finally tensing in anticipation of the climax to come. I stopped my stroking and sucking to stand up, and turned her around, letting her hold a tree for support. I pressed the head of my dick to her wet pussy and slowly pressed into her, allowing her pussy to expand around my dick. She moaned quietly as I fed myself into her inch by inch, taking my time so I wouldn't hurt her. I finally stopped when I felt my dick press against her cervix. I started to slowly slide out, stopping with just my head inside her and made the trip in again, this time a bit faster. I repeated this process several more times, each time a bit faster, before her body shuddered as her orgasm flowed over her. I had to reach around and hold her up so she didn't fall as her legs gave out. Slowly she regained her balance and stood more upright taking her own weight again. "Oh my god." She whispered, " I haven't ever cum that hard before." "I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said honestly. "You haven't cum yet, have you?" "Not yet." "I want to feel you cum inside me. Will you? Please?" "Sure." I said as I let go of her so she could bend back over. Using her hips for handles, I started sliding in and out of her, working myself closer to climax. I felt her body squeeze me a second time as another orgasm washed over her. She was just coming down from that climax when I began spouting my cum into her pussy, pushing her orgasm back up to another peak. I stood there panting as my dick softened inside her and then finally slipped from her pussy. She stood up and turned to face me, hugging her body against mine. "Thank you." She whispered. "I really enjoyed that." "I did too." "Do you suppose there is any chance of doing this again?' she asked quietly. "We'll have to see." I answered her. She hugged me tight and then let go, bending over to pick up her shirt. I watched her go trotting off through the bushes, her legs glistening with our juices. I shook my head and pulled on my shorts before heading back to camp. If nothing else I eliminated one. I would have remembered that pussy if it came and screwed me in the night. I walked back into camp and everyone seemed to be up and moving around. Most of the ladies were making breakfast, which was my next task. We had a fifteen mile hike today, which would require a good breakfast. I walked to my pack and got out my dehydrated eggs and went to work, adding some artificial bacon chips and pulling out a slice of pita bread to stuff it all into. There were some things about backpacking I didn't like, and the bulk of the dehydrated foods were high on the list. I had long learned to have some extras, spices, pita bread, processed cheese, summer sausage, that kind of thing to make the meal a lot better. After breakfast I crawled into my tent to start packing my bed roll. To my surprise there were six more pairs of panties lying on my bed, all of them still damp from pussy juices. I sat down and played idly with the pile. Obviously Emily didn't leave a pair, since she doesn't wear any. The rest completed a set. Now I had one from each. I wondered if I was supposed to be guessing who they belonged to or what? I pulled them together and stuffed them in my pack as I secured my bedroll. Within a half hour we were ready to hit the trail. We made good time, the ladies taking their turns leading and following the GPS. It take a little getting used to, but it does a good job where there are few markers. We made two rest stops before finally stopping for lunch on top of a bluff. From here we could easily see ten or more miles down the long valley. We were pretty close to the farthest point from the trucks here. "Hell of a view? Isn't it?" Emily said as she stepped to the edge in front of me and stretched her arms high in the air, exposing her pussy below the hem of her skirt. "Yep. It is that." I said enjoying the view. She turned around and looked at me. "I didn't mean that one." She said with a grin. "Oh. Well the other one is pretty good too then." I chuckled. "Do you mind if I ask a personal question?" "Sure." She said coming over and kneeling down in front of me. I could look right up her legs to her brown curly hairs. "Do you always wear such short skirts?" She almost blushed. "No. this is the first time. I usually wear stuff that is knee length or longer." "If you don't wear underwear, then how do you wear pantyhose?" "Oh, I don't. I wear stockings and sometimes, if I feel really sexy, I'll wear a little lace garter I have." "I bet your husband really likes that!" "I wish." She said almost pouting. "He doesn't seem to hardly notice. That's why I started wearing no panties. It makes me horny all the time and then when he's ready we can have sex. If he has to spend a bunch of time getting me turned on he thinks it's too much work and rushes so I don't get to get off." "Did anyone ever tell you you're married to an asshole?" "Yeah." She said with a giggle. "Beth says that all the time. The way she puts it, if a man doesn't want to spend the time to turn on the woman, he doesn't deserve to get any." "She's more right than you know." "How about you? Do you like quick sex or slow sex?" "well, my wife likes it slow, but I can go either way. It's usually a lot more fun slow. I really enjoy spending a bunch of time sucking tits and tasting pussy." "Do guys like doing that?" "Some do. I do." I said with a shrug. "My husband hasn't ever done that. He thinks it's going to taste gross." "How old are you?" "Twenty eight." "And married how long?" "Five years." "Has anyone ever tasted your pussy?" "Nope." She replied shyly. "That's just criminal. It's such a hot pussy. " "Would you want to do it?" "Under the right circumstances." "like now?" "Now in front of all them?" I asked hooking my thumb over my shoulder at the gaggle of women. "Uh huh." "I don't know. Never had an audience." She got up from her knees and moved over to me. "Tell me what to do." I pushed my pack back so I could lean back farther and then pulled her to me. "Kneel down here... no over me. That's it." I said as I guided her body to me. I pushed the material of her skirt up and pulled her pussy to me, using her ass as handles. She did taste very sweet, and was as wet as advertised. I licked up her slit and across her clit, bringing a shiver from her body. "Oh my. You can do that all you want." She said softly. I moved my tongue down and pushed deep into her pussy and then licked up her slit and across her clit a second time, brining another shiver. I repeated this trip time after time, her breathing becoming more and more ragged as I worked. My tongue was starting to get tired, so I concentrated on her clit, spreading her lips with my fingers and flicking her little bead rappid fire. It was only a short time before her whole body convulsed, juices flowing from her pussy across my face as she came in wave after wave of spasms. She seemed to cum forever before her body relaxed and I let her slid down to sit on my chest and catch her breath. "god that felt good. I never knew it could be so sensitive. You really liked it?" "Yes." I said as I wiped her juices from my face. "Is all that from me?" "Yep." "Wow. I didn't know I flowed that much." "Well you do." I said. She turned part way around and I felt my pants being opened and then she slid down my body, leaving a trail of her juices. "You really deserve a reward." She said quietly as she aimed my dick at her pussy. She slid easily down me with her wet pussy and began rocking and riding me. "Don't worry about me, I just want you to enjoy this and cum when you're ready." "That won't be long." I grunted as she slid her pussy up and down my shaft. She had an interesting way of rocking her hips and squeezing her pussy as she humped up and down on me. "OH GOD!" she squeaked. "Cum NOW PLEASE!" her whole body shook as she started to cum again, her pussy squeezing and milking my dick while she tried to continue to ride me. I pushed her shirt up to see her tits better and in a few strokes was emptying my cum into her pussy. She felt my first spurts insider her and ground her pussy hard against my pelvis, shuddering and twitching as I squeezed her breasts in time with my pumping dick. She slowly lowered herself to rest on top of me, my dick softening inside her. "Damn that was nice. I cant remember when I came so fast a second time." "IT's the fresh air I think." I replied with a smile. "And I'm supposed to believe that?" "If you two don't stop fucking around and eat lunch your going to get left behind!" Beth called from across the clearing. "Yes mother!" Emily called back. "You're just jealous you didn't get any." "We were supposed to be leaving him alone, weren't we?" Beth responded. "Yeah, we were." She said sullenly. She leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. "Thank you again." "You more than thanked me already." I said squeezing her ass as she got up. I pulled my pants together and went about making my lunch as the rest of the ladies sat around looking at me and giggling like a bunch of teens. I'm not used to public sex, but I had to admit, in this setting it wasn't bothering me as much as it should have. After lunch we headed down the trail again. We had a lot of miles and just kept a good pace going. Late in the afternoon the dark clouds started to move in. I'd seen this kind of thing many times. Quick summer thundershowers that would it a small area and then move on. Sometimes you would not even get a drop and a mile down the road would get an inch. Today the thunder was rumbling pretty hard, and I was beginning to think we would get wet. I called a stop and suggested we dig out rain gear. For a trip like this, rain gear is an oversized poncho and a flop hat. We made sure it was all available to put on quickly, not wanting to wear it until necessary, since it was so hot. We headed back down the trail as the thunder echoed through the trees. The first drops came down as large as gumdrops. Everyone started scrambling for their ponchos. By the time we got them all pulled on, most of us were fairly wet. The rain was pounding down around us in sheets, turning the dirt trail into mud. I called a stop in a small clearing and we all huddled down in a group to wait it out. As cold as the rain was, we all felt like we were in sweat boxes, cowering under our ponchos. A number of the ladies gave shrieks from time to time as the water puddle on the tops of the ponchos, where it was laying over the backpack, would leak down and run in through the neck hole. This form of rain protection worked well when you were walking in a light rain, but this downpour was quickly overwhelming their effectiveness. We huddled for about ten minutes before the rain slacked off almost as suddenly as it started. We still had several miles to go, so as a group we decided to trek on. We had to be careful on the slopes with the ground now slick with mud, but at least the rain had reduced to a misty drizzle. The woods was like a steaming jungle now though. Mist and fog hung in the low valley and we soon gave up the comfort of our almost dry ponchos because they were stifling hot. The mist quickly saturated my shirt, and I noticed had done the same to most of the ladies, which of course caused several reactions. The one most obvious was my once again hard dick in my shorts, the other an almost rapid-fire teasing of each other on how much they were showing. All I could do was chuckle as the verbal jabs increased in intensity, finally resulting in the inevitable statement that so and so might as well be naked. I could see that comment coming a mile away, and I just decided to stand back and enjoy what was going to be the obvious outcome, lots of shirtless women. First it was two, then three as the teasing grew. We ended up stopping almost every few hundred yards while another joined the group of the shirtless. It finally came down to me, and I of course agreed, since there wasn't much for me to show anyway. That fact was not lost on Mindy, who was probably the most reserved of the bunch, and the last to lose her shirt. Girl Scout Leader Training Ch. 02 "That's not fair! He isn't showing anything off, he went without his shirt yesterday!" She practically shouted. "I think he needs to lose his pants as well!" Deb called from the front of the pack. "That's all fine and well, but if I do that, I'm showing everything, and you're showing what, your chest? How is that fair? Give a choice a woman will always lose her shirt over her pants!" "He's right." Beth said standing next to me. "If you want him to be naked you need to too." She grinned. "And I for one would love to watch him naked!" she said as she unsnapped her shorts and pushed them down, holding them up and stepping out of them so they didn't get too muddy. "Well ladies?" she asked as she stood there completely nude, swinging her shorts on her finger. "I'm in!" Deb said from the front of the line, quickly pushing her shorts down. "Me too!" Emily said, pushing her micro skirt down her legs. Within a minute of two I was the only one left wearing anything, so I accepted my fate and pushed my shorts off, to the cheering of the ladies, letting my rock hard dick swing around as I stuffed my shorts into a pouch on my pack. Somehow the "let's leave him alone about sex" thing of last night had gone by the wayside in a tide of female hormones. The next two miles were accomplished slogging up and down hills in the mud, which meant lots of time in three or four point mode, bent over to use your hands to stabilize yourself. This meant that I was frequently bent over looking at the exposed pussy of the woman in front, and several of them seemed to be taking great pride in making sure I had the best possible look. For my part, the constant visual stimulation had my dick as big and hard as I could remember it in recent years. With the level of stimulation I had at the moment I was about ready to grab the first one that got close enough and fuck her silly. I half believed that was their plan... stimulate me to the highest possible level as a form of torture. The only solace I got was that I could tell that several of the pussies were sopping wet, and not from the rain that had finally turned into a setting sun, but from their own stimulation of watching my dick and thinking about getting it inside them. We made the final grade down the hill and had only a mile and a half to go, all of it off the side, of the main trial in an intermittent stream bed. Intermittent streams flowed when it was wet, and had little or no water flowing when it was dry. I hadn't known this particular stream to ever be perfectly dry, but this was the most I had seen it flow. The stream bed, nearly thirty feet across and about two feet deep had about six inches of water flowing the entire width. The flow from the thunderstorm was coursing through it with gusto. It looked like the flow had been higher as I inspected the banks, so that meant that the flash flood was gone and this would reduce with time. I headed up the stream, wading in the ankle deep water. We had to watch out footing and to complicate things, it was starting to get dark. The time we lost because of the rain was much more than the storm itself, the extra time it took because of the slick trail extended our hike time by more than an hour. We finally walked into the campsite as the sun was just dropping below the tree tops. The ladies all gathered around and gasped as the orange sun caused the small waterfall to look like flowing fire, the water flowing from the rock face and cascading nearly two hundred feet down in a curtain of orange droplets. We were all pretty tired, but the view was breathtaking for all of ten minutes while the shadow of the horizon crept up the wall, finally leaving us in darkness. Fortunately the moon was up and full, so we had plenty of light to set camp and take care of making dinner. I had to admit it was a pretty hot sight, every one of the ladies naked, crouched or kneeling next to their stoves, the little flickers of light from the campfire or their cook stoves highlighting the fronts of them while the bluish moonlight bathed the rest of their bodies. I also didn't fail to notice that a number of ladies were checking out my still raging hardon as I crouched next to my own cook stove. They seemed to be clustering in small groups that would then break up and move into different groups, all the while looking over to see me. I really wondered what they are up to. I finished cooking and sat down near my tent with my back to a tree to eat, stretching my legs out and kicking off my boots so I was completely naked. Mindy got up from where she was crouching walked over with her food in hand. "Mind if I have a seat?" she asked coyly. "Sure, help yourself." I said as I spooned another mouth full of food. She stepped over and set her plate on the ground and straddling me, quickly dropped down onto my lap. She lifted herself on her knees and quickly aimed my dick at her pussy and settled onto it. She wiggled around to position herself breathed a sigh of contentment as she picked her plate back up. "Comfy?" I asked somewhat sarcastically. "Oh yes... For now at least." She said with a smile as she spooned a bite from her plate. "I guess we have been a bit of a tease today." She continued in a quiet voice. "You could say that." "Well, I've been elected to help you with that little problem." She said coyle as she spooned some more food into her mouth. She smiled at me while she chewed, trying to gage my response. "Can't say I ever had sex and ate at the same time." "Hmmm. Me neither." She said taking another bite. "but I kind of like it?" she said as she wiggled her hips a little. "You like that?" she asked. "Oh yes... I hope you don't mind getting a load, because the way I feel now, I'm going to give you a huge one." I said setting my plate aside. "That's the idea." She said working her hips a bit more while she chewed. "You don't have to wait for me though." She said as she set her plate aside and put her hands on my chest for support. She began rocking her hips, digging her clit into my pelvis as she worked her pussy around on my dick. "Oh god." She breathed. "I didn't realize how fucking ready I was." I grunted an unintelligible response as I tried to drive my hips up to stroke into her more, my hands moving to her tits and squeezing the huge hard nipples. She put her hands down on my legs and leaned backwards, forcing me to keep my legs down. I leaned forward and sucked one of her huge areola into my mouth and suctioned her tit while moving one hand to stroke her now exposed clit. "OH god." She squeaked as I stroked her clit and worked her tit, while she kept humping her hips back and forth, rubbing the head of my dick around inside her and in the process stroking only an inch or so in and out of her. I groaned and stiffened, my dick spouting shot after shot of cum deep into her pussy. She cried out and her whole body shook as she orgasmed along with me. We stayed coupled that way for some time before she leaned back upright, panting. "Damn. That felt good. Next time I go on a dinner date I may have to think about doing this again... Food and sex, hell of a combination." "Only works when your starving for both." I said as I leaned back and picked my plate back up. We sat and looked at each other over our plates as we finished eating. "Hope this wasn't too much of a chore for you." I said as I licked the last of the food from my fork. "Why do you say that?" "You said you got elected." "Oh that. More like I won. " "I was the prize?" "Hell no! I think all of us felt sorry that you didn't have any relief. I know several of us got off while we were walking. We just didn't want you to end up hurting or feeling ignored. We drew straws and I got the long straw, which I might add, meant I got to have the pleasure of you for dinner company. How I helped you out was purely up to me." "Well the way I felt this afternoon, if any of you had stopped in the trail too fast you would have had me stuffed into your hot pussies." "Hmmmm I'll have to remember that! That might have been fun." "You wouldn't have objected?" "Hell no! At least not as horny as I was." "I guess I'll have to remember that." She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. "You can put that inside me any time you want. You have my permission." She said when she broke the kiss. "That I will remember." I said. "Good. Now give me your plate and I'll clean it up for you. That's the least I can do for such a pleasurable dinner!" she said with a giggle and a grin. "Thank you." I said as she pulled off my softening dick and walked off with the plate. Most of the rest of the ladies were going about camp duties, building a fire and generally getting things in order. They seemed to be figuring out the camping stuff pretty well. I rolled over and crawled into my tent and pulled the sheet over myself and was asleep in minutes, exhaustion taking over my brain and body. I heard the zipper before I felt the body crawl into my tent. The zipper closed again and the body lay down next to me and snuggled up against me. The lady pulled one of my arms around her in the dark and placed my hand on one of her large tits. I felt her hand slide between us and stroke me until I was hard and then guided me to her pussy. She slowly worked her pussy around my dick and then rocked her hips as we spooned on our sides. I met her rocking with thrusts of my own, hearing her little mewing sounds as she enjoyed the feeling of fullness I was stroking in and out of her. Her climax came after many long slow strokes, both of us sweating heavily in the tiny tent. Her pussy contracted around me as she groaned deeply, little shivers running up and down her body. I stroked more quickly now, working to bring myself off and drive her orgasm higher. Finally my dick had all the stimulation it could take and spewed its load into her, being milked and squeezed by the pussy that encased it. The two of us lay there for long minutes, listening to each other breathing heavily. Not a word was ever said, but I was enjoying falling asleep still buried in her pussy. I was pretty sure that this was Amber, one of the more reserved ladies of the bunch. That was the last thing I remembered thinking before I slipped into a deep sleep again.