Sisters & Daughters, Part 4 - The Girl Scouts

by Buck

To my readers: As I’ve stated previously, this is a self contained story set about two years after Part 3. Please read the previous parts if you want to understand the whole story. Thank you everyone who posted comments regarding Sisters & Daughters. My pleasure comes in you, the reader, enjoying these fantasies. So, enjoy!

It had been two years since Evelyn and Diane had introduced their babysitter Ashley into their loving family activities. Ashley had been babysitting Evelyn‘s daughters Tamara and Nichole for four years now. Ashley had just turned eighteen. This would be the last summer she would be babysitting; she would be two hundred miles away in college in the fall. She had a trim figure, C cup breasts, pale skin, and long coal black hair that she currently had pulled back in a pony tail. Her lips and tongue were playing with one of Diane’s brown nipples, with Diane’s C cup breasts were hanging over her face, as she lay out on the king size bed.

Lying beside her on the bed was Diane’s sister, Evelyn. She was sucking on Diane’s other breast, making little humming sounds. Evelyn was thirty-two, had long red hair that was likewise pulled back in a pony tail. She had B cup breasts with pink nipples. Ashley’s hand was playing with one of them.

Diane was thirty-six now, and was getting a little wide in the hips, but was still very beautiful. Her lovers loved her large breasts with big brown nipples. Diane was on hands and knees hovering over her sister and babysitter. Her broad behind, up in the air as it was, was a natural target for Diane’s niece and Evelyn’s daughter, Nicky.

Nicky knew that her aunt loved to have her ass touched, kissed, licked, etc. Nicky was on her knees, behind her aunt, spreading slow sensual kisses and licks with her little pink tongue all over Diane’s ass cheeks. She was a very mature lover for an eleven year old. Nicky had light brown, shoulder length hair, big brown eyes, and usually a big smile on her face. Breasts were just starting to sprout on her flat chest. Right now those pre breasts were topped by very hard, small, brown nipples.

Nicky’s sister, Tammy was thirteen now and had long red hair and blue eyes. She looked like a younger, smaller version of her mother Evelyn, in the same way that Nicky looked like a younger, smaller version of her Aunt Diane. Tammy was right now on her back with her hands wrapped around her sister’s thighs pulling Nicky’s pussy right down on her face. She was breathing in her sister’s fragrance and was lapping at her lips and sucking on her clitoris. She was doing what she could to bring her sister to an orgasm.

Nicky started panting harder and harder between kisses and licks on Diane’s ass, until she moaned loudly and fell sideways half unconscious, the way she usually did when she came. Ashley raised her leg to bring the top of her foot in contact with Diane’s now dripping pussy. She tried rubbing it back and forth, but Diane’s thighs clamped on to Ashley’s foot. Ashley tried moving it one last time making her big toe enter just on the inside of Diane’s vagina. Tammy sat up and began kissing Diane’s ample rear leaving her own spit and her sister’s pussy juice behind. With Evelyn and Ashley still sucking on her breasts it only took Diane a few moments to have her own senses shattering orgasm. She collapsed on her belly beside Ashley.

Evelyn and Ashley started French kissing while their hands roamed all over each other’s bodies. Tammy crawled up to lay on top and between Ashley and her mother. She began licking and sucking their breasts, alternating between her babysitter and her mother. Ashley broke her kiss with Evelyn and began kissing Tammy, their tongues dueling inside their fused mouths.

Evelyn grabbed for her daughter’s legs and pulled her over to squat above her hungry, kissing mouth. Evelyn’s mouth gobbled at Tammy’s vulva, her tongue pushing between the folds of her pubescent labia, as Tammy sat facing her mother’s genitals. Ashley was suddenly there kissing Tammy’s mouth and nipples. After a while she pulled away, crawled to the end of the bed, and grabbed one of Evelyn’s legs. She pulled Evelyn’s thigh up on top of her belly, her other leg going under Evelyn’s leg, bringing her vulva in direct contact with Evelyn’s. She began bucking against her, teenage clitoris rubbing against adult clitoris, bringing both of them to orgasm.

Tammy screamed first and fell forward over her mother’s body, her head down where Ashley’s body was bumping against Evelyn’s. Evelyn kept licking at her daughter’s vagina, and Tammy took up the cause by inserting her tongue in between Ashley’s and Evelyn’s genitals. The sheer eroticism of it brought Ashley to a screaming orgasm and her legs flew out away from Evelyn. Evelyn had been so close to orgasm, and Tammy wasn’t going to let her mother down. Tammy’s tongue on her clitoris brought her mother to orgasm in seconds.

When Evelyn caught her breath she said, “How do people get off with only one lover? I don’t think I could do it any more with just one.”

After everyone rested for a few minutes, Diane rolled over and propped herself up on one arm. “We should plan what activities we’re doing with the Girl Scouts next weekend. And before you say anything Evelyn, nothing sexual.”

Evelyn rolled on her side facing her sister. Ashley and Tammy lay between them tangled up. Nicky lay behind her mother. “But Janie’s been asking questions about periods and Courtney and Laura are asking about boys.”

Diane had become Leader of Girl Scout Junior Troop 069 ten months before simply because none of the girls’ mothers wanted to do it. Diane roped her sister into helping because Evelyn had wanted her daughters in the troop. Ashley helped out occasionally because her little sister Jane was also in the troop.

There were eight girls in Troop 069, all ages eleven to thirteen, grades six through eight. Nicky, her friend Laura, and another girl named Courtney were eleven. Two twelve year old girls named Angelica and Demi seemed to be glued together at the hip, and yet they were opposites of each other. The other girls had started calling them Angel and Demon. The thirteen year olds were Tammy and her best friend Tonya who looked a lot like Ashley (and was the reason that Tammy was attracted to her in the first place when they met in the fifth grade), and then Ashley’s sister Jane who was really almost fourteen because she had flunked a grade.

Everyone arrived on Friday afternoon at the campgrounds, got settled in and assigned tents. There were about sixty girls there (ages eleven to thirteen), twenty adults (eighteen and older), and twelve regular staff, including kitchen staff, a doctor and nurse, a life guard, and grounds keepers. The first night at dusk, they built a large campfire and all the girls sang songs and ate marshmallows.

That first night the girls were excited and they found their tents unbearable to stay in because it was so hot. Diane decide that they could all strip down to their underwear. The tents were each large enough to sleep four, and sat up on platforms three feet high. Troop 069 was assigned three of them. Diane decided that she should take the younger girls and Ashley should have the older ones, who should give the teenager less trouble.

Diane helped the eleven year olds roll out their sleeping bags. She had Nicky with her; and Nicky’s best friend Laura who had blond hair cut short and wore glasses, and was so small she looked like a nine year old; and the other eleven year old Courtney who had long golden hair and also wore glasses. Courtney was so skinny, Diane wondered briefly if she had an eating disorder.

Ashley had Tammy with her and Tammy’s best friend Tonya, who looked so much like Ashley, some thought that Tonya was Ashley’s sister. Tonya had long, coal black hair framing a pale face. Both Ashley and Tonya had very fair skin and had to be careful of staying in the sun too long or they would burn. Tonya and Ashley shared a secret that no one else even suspected. Two years before during a sleep over at Diane’s house, Ashley had Tonya spread out on the kitchen table and had eaten her up real good. After that, Ashley would babysit Tonya every chance she got. For some reason Ashley couldn’t explain, the only thing sexual that the two of them did together was that Ashley would re-enact the kitchen table scenario that they did on that first time together. She always had Ashley lay out on her father’s kitchen table and Ashley would eat her up.

Evelyn was left with Ashley’s sister Jane, and the “Siamese twins” Angelica and Demi. Jane looked nothing like her big sister. She had very light, almost white, blond hair and a very tan body, which she loved to expose to the sun, always wearing as little as possible, usually a string bikini and flip flops. She was the oldest of the eight girls, but was still in the eighth grade. She had a learning disability, but she didn’t let it get her down, and usually had a bright sunny disposition.

The so called “Siamese twins” Angelica and Demi had been best friends since kindergarten. They were both very tall for twelve year olds, about five four and could look Evelyn in the eye, and both were thin with small, high breasts. They looked a lot alike in the face and had the same haircut, with long straight hair down to the middle of their backs and bangs cut straight across their foreheads, with the only difference being that Angelica had red hair and Demi had blond hair. The reason that the other girls had started calling them Angel and Demon was that Angelica was the nicest girl to everyone, always helpful and pleasant, very positive. Demi was the opposite, always mean to others and always trying to cause trouble for others, everyone except Angel, who was never far from her side. Evelyn knew that she was going to have to keep her eye on Demi, and hoped that she would behave this weekend.

That first night was uneventful for Ashley who slept in between Tonya and Tammy, their sleeping bags touching. The camp had a lights out policy by ten o’clock and it was a very warm night, so they lay in the darkness in their sleeping bags in just their underwear. Tonya and Tammy spoke for a few minutes about boys they wanted to kiss, just normal girl stuff, until Ashley got them to go to sleep by reminding them they had swimming the next day.

In Evelyn’s tent, Jane was being quietly rejected by Demi, and to a lesser extent, Angelica. The girls weren’t being overtly mean, just ignoring anything and everything that Jane said. It wasn’t that Jane was saying or doing anything outrageous, it was just Demi’s way when she was with Angelica. Angelica became her universe. Evelyn tried to minimize the damage, by talking and listening to Jane, and doing their best to ignore what Demi and Angel were talking about. After she got them to settle down for the night Evelyn lay awake listening to the three girls breathing. Someone began to softly snore. The way that Demi acted with Angel, she was wondering if she was in love with the red head. And where did that leave Jane? Was Demi jealous, afraid that Jane would try to take Angelica’s attention away from her? And what should Evelyn do? Just ignore it, split Angel and Demon up, or ask Jane if she wanted to sleep in her sister’s tent with Tammy and Tonya?

In Diane’s tent the three eleven year olds, her niece Nicky, and Laura, and Courtney seemed too excited to sleep. Or maybe it was too many marshmallows, Diane thought. She knew what happens to Nicky when she gets too much sugar, she gets incredibly turned on. And sure enough, Nicky was running her hands all over her naked chest and naked legs, stopping briefly over her panty clad lap. Laura and Courtney were too busy talking about boy bands they liked to notice what Nicky was doing, and Diane knew Nicky was only a moment away from sticking her hand down the front of her panties.

Diane crawled over the sleeping bags to put herself in between Nicky and the others. “Why don’t you girls get ready for bed,” she said addressing Laura and Courtney, “while I take Nicky to the bathroom.” She pulled a tee shirt over Nicky’s head and, grabbing their toothbrushes, they walked over to the rest room in flip flops. The rest room was twenty yards away, and was the only building besides the nurse’s station to be lit up all night with a fluorescent light on a telephone pole.

The building had six stalls and six sinks. Diane led Nicky over to the stall furthest from the door, and ushered her in. She was aware that the stalls were open at the top to the outside, and if anyone was nearby, she could hear what she was about to do for Nicky. Diane whispered in her ear, “I know it will be hard, but please try to stay as quiet as possible.” Nicky nodded as her aunt set her on the toilet. She pulled her panties down to her knees and got down to breath lightly on Nicky’s outer vagina lips. Then she brought her fingers up, spread her lips and brought her mouth to the little clitoris, her tongue licking the underside of it. Nicky gasped and stuffed her hand in her mouth. Two minutes of licking Nicky’s clitoris and two minutes of using her finger, rubbing it in little circles, first clock wise, then counter-clock wise, brought Nicky to a shuddering orgasm. Nicky went limp and Diane had to quickly hold her body in place on the toilet. After wiping her lips and helping Nicky to her feet, Diane pulled up her niece’s panties. “Better?” Nicky nodded and Diane led her to one of the sinks to brush her teeth.

When they returned to the tent Diane next led Courtney and Laura over to the bathrooms. She watched the girls brush their teeth and fantasized about Courtney and Laura brushing their teeth while she was in the stall rubbing Nicky to orgasm. The girls would hear Nicky moan and push the stall door open. They’d see her down between her niece’s legs licking her little pussy. Diane was getting wet just thinking about it. On the way back to the tent she kept trying to think of some way to get Courtney and Laura involved sexually; they were both just so cute and adorable, but she couldn’t think of any way that didn’t end in her going to jail.

That first night was mostly uneventful, but Diane and Evelyn missed sleeping together. Even when they didn’t have sex, they both loved the feeling of just lying next to each other, arms around each other, symbolizing taking care of each other.

It was hard for Diane and Evelyn to not act like a married couple. They may have been sisters, but that sisterly love just enhanced their attraction to each other. They both thought of themselves as lesbians now, and felt like a married couple, a married couple who had sexual relations with their two young daughters.

The next day Evelyn, Diane, and Ashley took the girls over to the swimming pool for two hours of swimming before they had to get dressed and over to the crafts tent. Diane resisted the urge to take her sister’s hand and instead took Courtney’s and Laura’s hands. Nicky walked in front of her aunt. Jane decide to walk with her sister Ashley, and Tammy and Tonya. That left Evelyn in charge of Angelica and Demi, but the two twelve year olds walked several steps ahead of her. They all wore swimsuits, the girls in bikinis, the adults in one piece suits.

When they arrived at the pool they found that it was surrounded by the other fifty girls and their adult advisers. Once the girls had all jumped into the pool they had ten minutes of safety instruction first from the life guard. Diane noticed that the life guard, named Dawn, was exceedingly beautiful. She had the high cheek bones, bronze skin, and long black hair of her native American ancestors. Even after all sixty girls climbed into the pool and started splashing about, and Dawn had climbed up to her chair six feet above the in ground pool, Diane couldn’t keep her eyes off the young woman. Dawn put sunglasses on and pulled her hair back in a pony tail. She crossed her long bronze legs and Diane noticed she had her toe nails painted red. She had perfect muscle tone, and Diane was comparing it to her own less than toned muscles. She vowed that she would get into shape as soon as they got home.

Evelyn was watching Angel and Demi at the deep end of the pool. They seemed to be hanging on each other an awful lot. Suddenly Angelica pushed away from Demi and started swimming towards the shallow end. Demi went swimming after her friend. Demi was the stronger swimmer and caught up to Angel, grabbing her by the ankle. Demi stopped her and pulled her friend to her in a tight hug from behind. Angel was laughing until she tried to duck out of her friend’s grip. Demi’s arms were around Angel’s chest and when Angel tried to duck underwater, her bikini top came sliding off her wet body. She screamed when she came up for air, realizing she was topless.

Everyone’s attention was drawn to the screaming Angelica. Dawn blew her whistle. “Get your top back on, Missy! That’s a violation of the rules!”

Angelica looked so scared as she waded up to the shallow end where she could stand. Demi came after her with her bikini top, handing it to her. Suddenly there were more screams coming from all over the pool. Girls everywhere were pulling other girls’ tops off from behind. Diane could just sit there, watching the incredible scene of sixty sets of eleven, twelve, and thirteen year old just sprouting boobies, with little cute nipples, revealed before her eyes. Dawn’s whistle was blowing frantically now, interspersed with her yelling, “Everyone out! Everyone out now!”

Evelyn and Ashley dove in trying to round up the girls that were in their troop. They eventually pulled them out and stood around by the side of the pool with the other twenty adults and sixty girls. Angelica was still trying to put her wet top on, as was Tammy, Laura, and Jane.

“I guess that’s it for the swimming,” Diane said as she wrapped towels around the half naked girls. Her hands were shaking and her clit was hard as she held Tammy close to her from behind. “Let’s go get dried of, and dressed for the arts and craft instruction,” she said to everyone.

The arts and crafts instruction was provided by two young women about twenty years old, both brunettes, one in glasses. Evelyn immediately sidled up to the girl in glasses and offered her help. She was constantly touching the girl on the arm and back. As the girls made friendship bracelets, Evelyn found out that the girl was named Heather and that she and her friend were also helping out at the practice they were doing that afternoon for the musical they would put on for the visiting parents the next day. Evelyn offered her help for that as well.

After the arts and crafts, Diane pulled her sister aside. “What do you think you’re doing? We didn’t come here to make new friends.”

“Are you jealous?” her sister replied. “I saw the way you were making eyes at the life guard. So what if I make a new friend. You can make a new friend too.”

Diane turned angrily and stormed off through the woods, gathering up the girls in her troop as she went.

Diane showed up later at the musical practice that all the troops were competing in. Each troop had to come up with a short ten minute play and dance number. Diane’s Troop 069 were doing an Hawaii skit with a hula dance at the end with the girls in grass skirts. Everybody enjoyed themselves and Diane apologized to her sister as they watched Heather and Ashley move around the girls making sure they were doing their hand motions the correct way. They were wearing the grass skirts over their shorts and flowered leis around their necks that were donated by a costume shop.

“Do you suppose…?” Evelyn began.

“What?”

“Well, do you think that the girls are going to wear their shorts under the grass skirts, and what on top? Bikini tops?”

Diane couldn’t help but smile. “You’re just plain evil Evie. But honestly, I don’t think that real Polynesian women wear anything under their grass skirts and remember that movie we watched? Traditionally they wore nothing from the waist up.”

Evelyn smiled back at her sister. “We couldn’t…could we?”

Later that night Diane, Evelyn, and Ashley were having trouble getting the girls to settle down, even after a long eventful day. Eventually Diane got her three eleven year olds to lay quietly in their sleeping bags. It was another hot night so every one was in just their underwear, including Diane, although she wore a tee shirt to cover her large breasts. The camp light was only off for about fifteen minutes when Diane heard a familiar sound. It was the rustling sound of someone’s fingers masturbating, combined with deep, quick breathing. Diane lay for a minute trying to determine who it was, but failing that she reached over and turned on the camp light.

The three girls were suddenly still and quiet. “Okay. Who was it?” No one said anything, everyone laying with their eyes closed, pretending to sleep. “It’s alright. I’m not mad. I just want to know who can’t sleep. Nicky? Laura? Courtney?”

Finally Courtney sat up. “I can’t sleep, Miss Diane.”

“Were you masturbating?”

“What’s that?”

“Um…playing with yourself. You know, between your legs.” Courtney just nodded. “It’s okay, Sweetie.” Diane reached out and brushed the hair out of her eyes. “We all do it sometimes.”

Courtney’s eyes grew big. “We do? Really?”

“Yes. We all do it. Even grownups like me.”

“Oh. So it’s okay. It’s okay if I masturbate?”

“Yes. Maybe I’ll do it with you.” Diane knew she was treading on dangerous ground, but she just couldn’t help herself.

Nicky and Laura sat up. “Can I watch?” Laura asked.

Diane eyed the girl. “Laura, I happen to know that you know how to masturbate. You and Nicky have been playing with yourselves for quite awhile, now. Isn’t that right?”

“Aunt Diane!” Nicky complained. “You said that we shouldn’t talk about it.”

“No you shouldn’t.” She tuned back to Courtney. “And Courtney you can’t ever tell anybody in your family about this either. All of us would get into big trouble.” She thought it would be more meaningful for Courtney if she included everyone in the tent.

“Alright. I swear. I won’t tell anyone. Ever.”

“Good girl. Now, let’s lay down and masturbate.”

“I still want to watch,” Laura said.

“But you know how to masturbate.”

“No, no,” Laura said. “I never saw a grownup masturbate.”

“I have,” Nicky blurted out. Diane gave her a mean look. “Well, I have.”

Diane sighed. “Alright, if I let you all watch, will you go to sleep?”

Three little girls all agreed.

Diane was secretly loving this. It was like a secret fantasy for her. She pulled her tee shirt off, then pulled her legs out of her panties. Laura’s and Courtney’s eyes were glued to Diane’s bountiful breasts. Diane was becoming incredibly turned on as she lay out on top of the sleeping bag so all the girls could see. Courtney knelt at Diane’s right side down near her crotch, while Laura was on her left side. Nicky was also on Diane’s left side up near her chest. All three girls were still in their underwear.

Diane’s hands gently rubbed over her breasts, belly, and thighs, back up to her breasts and then began playing with her nipples. “Give me a kiss,” she whispered to Nicky. Nicky bent down and the aunt and niece played tongues. Laura’s attention was brought to this action, but she said not a word. Courtney kept her eyes on Diane’s fingers pulling on her nipples. Diane was starting to get incredibly wet and her clitoris was beginning to throb.

Nicky broke the kiss and Diane whispered, “Touch my boobs.” Diane’s hands went down to stroke her outer labia and move gently around her clitoris, while Nicky’s little hands began to rub her aunt’s breasts. Courtney’s hands were suddenly on Diane’s right breast, as she tried to imitate everything that Nicky was doing. Diane’s fingers began to explore the interior of her vagina. “Watch, Courtney. Watch what my fingers are doing.”

Courtney was watching and so was Laura. They both got down closer to Diane’s vagina to watch what was going on. Laura and Courtney began moving their hands up and down Diane’s legs and belly. “Oh that feels wonderful, girls.” Diane gasped as Nicky began sucking on her nipple. Courtney saw the new experience and decided that she didn’t want to be left out. Courtney leaned in and experimentally stuck out her tongue to lick at Diane’s other nipple. Laura wanted to help Diane too and her small hands slid down to between the woman’s legs. Diane moved her hands to see if Laura was paying attention. Laura concentrated on rubbing Diane’s clitoris. Diane’s right hand moved down lower to enter her vagina. Nicky moved up to once again play tongues with her aunt, as Courtney’s hands moved all over Diane with her mouth never leaving her breast.

Diane suddenly had a shattering orgasm and moaned into Nicky’s open mouth. When she recovered, and caught her breath, her one arm went around Nicky, her other hand went down to pet Courtney on the head, as she was still attached to her breast, and she clamped her thighs together trapping Laura’s hand in place. “Oh, that’s enough girls. That was really, really good.”

Courtney raised her head. “Can you teach me how to kiss now?”

In Evelyn’s tent Angelica and Demi were lying on their sides naked except for panties, making out. Evelyn and Jane pulled the tent flaps aside and entered, catching them in the act. Both twelve year old girls, with similar build and long hair, looked up at both of them, then smiled and went back to what they were doing.

As Evelyn closed the tent flap and she and Jane knelt down beside them, Evelyn asked, “What are you two doing?” She shook her head. “I know what you’re doing. I mean stop that.”

Demi pulled away, lay back on her elbow. “We’re just kissing, you know. We’re not hurting any body.”

“You’re too young for that.” Evelyn noticed how hard Demi’s nipples were atop her little breast mounds.

“Would you rather we kiss boys? Kiss them so that their little hot dogs get big and hard? What do you think boys would do to us then? Probably rape us. Is that what you want?” Demi asked. Angel’s fingers toyed with one of Demi’s nipples.

“No. Of course not. But things happen when you kiss.”

Demi brazenly pushed her hand down the front of Angel’s panties. “I know. She’s getting wet already.”

Evelyn couldn’t take it any more. She pulled Demi’s arm away from Angel’s body. “You need to stop!”

Demi rolled back on her elbow, and seemingly noticed Jane for the first time. “What are you looking at?” Jane couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of Demi and Angel lying entwined, and didn’t take her eyes off of Demi now. “What? Are you jealous? Don’t you get enough from your lezzy sister?”

Jane blinked. “What? What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. Every body in school knows that Ashley is a lezzy. She never dates boys.”

“She’s just waiting until after college. She told me.”

“Ha,” Demi said, “Like any body can wait that long. I couldn’t wait until after fifth grade.”

Evelyn now pushed herself between Angel and Demi. “That doesn’t matter. It’s not important. Just you two keep your hands off of each other. At least for tonight. Once your not in my tent any more, not my responsibility any more, I don’t care what you do.”

Angel spoke up for the first time, pushing her red hair back. She leaned around Evelyn who was facing Demi. “You can’t really stop us. We can just wait until you go to sleep.” She smiled at Demi. “Then we can have fun.”

Evelyn threw her hands up in the air. “Alright. I give up.” She crawled over to sit beside Jane. “But we’re going to watch. Live with that.”

“Fine,” Angel said.

“Good,” Demi said, and pulled Angel down on top of her. Angel’s long red hair fell down to cover both their bodies from the ribs up, as they continued to tongue each other’s mouths.

“I can’t see,” Evelyn whispered to Jane. She crawled over to push Angel’s hair off to one side. Her hands didn’t stop there, but began to massage Angel’s back and moved down to massage her panty covered ass, and legs. Angel moaned into Demi’s mouth. “You have a wonderful body Angel.”

Demi pulled her face away from her girlfriend’s. “Hey. I didn’t say you could touch her. I said you could just watch.”

Evelyn sat back, unsure why or how she had lost control of the situation, and sat with her bare leg against Jane’s bare leg. After a few moments of watching the two twelve year olds make out, Evelyn realized how hot she was becoming. She pulled her tee shirt off and then her bra. Jane looked at her and then followed suit. Then they both pulled their sandals and shorts off together, leaving them in only panties.

Angel moved her leg in between Demi’s thighs and the two of them began humping against each other. Evelyn’s and Jane’s hands moved between their own legs, and they began rubbing. Jane and Evelyn soon stopped watching the young girls and locked eyes with each other. Jane reached out and lightly ran her fingers over Evelyn’s breast and then tugged on her nipple. Her eyes questioned Evelyn’s face and, when Evelyn closed her eyes in apparent consent, Jane’s fingers replaced Evelyn’s between Evelyn’s legs. Evelyn opened her eyes just long enough to find Jane’s face and brought her lips down to the teenager’s lips. Slowly Evelyn lowered both their bodies down to the sleeping bag they had been sitting on. On the other side of the tent Angel and Demi cried out in orgasm, but it didn’t shake the bliss Jane and Evelyn were in. Their tongues played with each other and their thighs clamped down against panty clad vulvas. Soon they were humping against each other and were coming to their own orgasms. Demi and Angelica sat watching the adult and teenager. “See, I told you it would work,” Demi told her friend.

In Ashley’s tent, Tonya, the thirteen year old who looked so much like her, asked, “Ashley, are you hungry?” The three of them, including Tammy, were sitting in just their panties. They had just come back from brushing their teeth, and it was so hot inside the tent that they immediately pulled off their tee shirts and shorts.

Ashley was immediately suspicious. “What do you mean?”

“You know.” Tonya spread her legs apart showing Ashley her panty covered crotch, already damp.

Ashley looked at Tammy. Ashley had done things with Tammy before and with Tonya, but never with the two of them together. Tonya looked over at Tammy. “It’s okay. We talked about it earlier today.”

“You did?”

“Yes,” Tammy said. “It’s not like I expected you to never have sex with anyone else. I’m not a baby.”

“I know.” Ashley stopped, considering how to explain her feelings. “It’s just that I ‘have fun’ with Tammy when I’m at her place, and I ‘have fun’ with Tonya when I’m babysitting her. It just feels like my two worlds are colliding.”

“Well, we’re not at home right now,” Tammy said, “and you’re not at Tonya’s place.” Tammy grinned expectantly.

Ashley sighed and pulled Tonya’s panties off. Tammy pulled her own off. As Ashley leaned down to begin eating Tonya’s moist vagina and tongue her already hard clitoris. “I wish we had a table,” she said between licks.

Tammy tugged Ashley’s panties down from behind. “There are picnic tables out side.”

I couldn’t, Ashley thought. No, I couldn’t risk it. If someone saw us. It would ruin my life if this secret ever got out. She felt Tammy pushing her thighs apart and felt her wriggle underneath her to pull her warm, wet, vulva down onto her mouth. She wasn’t used to this when she was eating Tonya. She liked to concentrate on bringing Tonya to orgasm without any distractions. It took a lot longer than usual for Tonya to have her orgasm, and only then did Ashley come all over Tammy’s face.

Tonya and Tammy sat up while Ashley laid down on her side. She watched as Tonya crawled over and took Tammy’s head in her hands. Her tongue flicked out and began lapping up Ashley’s juices from Tammy’s face. When she was finished, she said, “So that’s what you taste like. I was never able to taste you before.”

“You wanted to?” Ashley asked.

“Of course.”

“You never told me.”

“You never asked.” Tonya crawled over to Ashley and brought her face down to the eighteen year old. “I love you, Ashley. I was always just hoping for the chance to do for you what you do for me.”

In reply, Ashley opened her legs, and pulled her outer lips back on either side. Tonya crawled over and began to gently lap at Ashley. Tammy looked for a place to fit in and crawled over and squatted down on Ashley’s face. Ashley was going to tell her no, but realized that the red head hadn’t had an orgasm yet. She reached up and pulled the young teenager’s thighs down to her face.

At the musical numbers that the troops put on the next day, Diane and Evelyn both confronted the senior camp councilors, two women in their fifties, and asked about the costumes that their troop were wearing for the Hawaii themed hula.

“Do they have to wear bikini tops?” Diane asked. “I mean if we are doing this authentically…well, Polynesian women don’t traditionally wear anything above the waist.”

“No, no, no, we can’t have that,” said they one who was going grey. “This is being done for the girl’s families. Their brothers and fathers will be in the audience.”

“So what?” Evelyn interjected. “I’m sure they’ve seen their sisters and daughters naked before.”

“But what about the other boys and men in the audience who aren’t related to the girls?” the first senior councilor said.

Diane gave it one more shot. “Most of the girls don’t even have boobs yet. There’s nothing to hide.”

“No! And that’s final. If you send your girls out there with no tops on you will never be allowed to be in charge of a Girl Scout troop again.” The two councilors walked away.

After they left, Evelyn turned to Diane with a grin and an arched eyebrow.

“You have that evil smile again.”

Three hours later, in the early afternoon, the families had all arrived. There were folding chairs set up in a large pavilion. The girls would put on their musical numbers on one side of the opening, and the families could watch them from under the roof. After the flag ceremony, and a big group sing-along, the troops were ready to put on their shows. There weren’t enough chairs for everyone, so the boys and girls under twelve sat on the floor in front of the adults, who were seated on the folding chairs.

Troop 069 went on last after the six other troops performed various song and dance routines. When troop 069 came out to perform they all had on their bikini tops, with grass skirts and flowered leis around their necks. They did their skit perfectly without any mistakes, sang their song and danced their hula. The grass skirts went down to just above or just below their knees depending on how tall the girls were. The adults sitting in the chairs saw nothing unusual as their daughters danced around. But the children sitting on the floor got glimpses of eight naked asses and pussies, as the skirts twirled around above the girls knees.

To be continued.