Date: Fri, 29 Oct 2010 10:53:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ruths Troop (lesbian/adult youth, oral, g/g, g/FF)

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descriptions of explicit sexual acts between young
girls and older women.  If this type of content
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                 Ruth's Troop
                      By
                     Jan

	My mother, Jane, is a lesbian.  My
grandmother, Mary, was lesbian.  The two of them
gave me the name Ruth, and introduced me to the
love of lesbians from the beginning.  I slept in bed
with the two of them.  When they were not making
love to me I witnessed them having sex with each
other.  They cautioned me that other families were
not as liberal as they were.  They explained that we
could get into trouble if closed minded families
found out about our sexual relationship.  At the
same time they allowed me to seek out other girls
that would allow me to have sex with them.

	My first girlfriend, Diane, was a natural.  Her
mother was divorced and very bitter towards men.
She worked long hours.  Her mother allowed me to
play with her and my family looked after her while
her mother worked.  She became very attached to
me.  I was her best friend.  She would do anything I
asked of her.  When I spent the night at her house
we slept together in her bed.  When she stayed at
my house we slept together on the day bed in the
back room.  We started off hugging and kissing each
other in bed.

	She liked it when I started rubbing her
between her legs.  She was very happy to do the
same thing to me.  When I pulled up her nightgown
and went down on her, she was thrilled beyond
belief.  She was a little reluctant to put her mouth
on my pussy, but she was soon lapping my pussy with
all of the gusto of a thirsty animal.

	In time I had her trained to allow me to suck
her pussy in front of my mother and grandmother.
She enjoyed watching them have sex with each
other too.  My mother had become close friends
with Diane's mother.  In time my mother seduced
her.  When she was fully indoctrinated into
lesbianism we revealed that Diane and I had been
lovers for years.

	As we grew older we sought out other girls
that liked sex with girls.  When we entered school
we witnessed the other boys and girls joining
scouting and fraternal originations.  We felt that we
were missing out on the same opportunities that the
others were getting to do.

	Diane and I talked it over with her mother and
my mother as well as Granny.  We expressed a desire
to belong to a uniformed group that would allow us
to go camping and enjoy other outdoor activities
while still enjoying sex with each other.  We were
well aware of the fact that there is a very
noticeable Victorian religious rightwing presence
within the Girl Scouts.  They tend to be so uptight
that they can hardly even discuss sex let alone admit
that it is a natural biological function.

	When our parents agreed to check out if they
could charter with the local Girl Scout Council they
listed themselves as divorced, single parent
households.  They went through all of the
appropriate training required.  While they were doing
that we looked for an organization willing to sponsor
our group.  We wanted a women's group that would
allow us to operate independently from their group.

	We found a woman from Eastern Star, female
auxiliary of the Masons.  We discovered that she
and her daughter were already practicing lesbians.
Her daughter was already in Jobs Daughters.  We
got her to arrange for the Eastern Star to sponsor
our Troop.  We were allowed to meet at the lodge
one night a week and schedule quarterly courts of
honor.  In our weekly meetings we did all of the
things other troops do in preparation for
advancement.  If any of the Girl Scout Council or
Eastern Star dropped by for a visit they would have
seen a group of well behaved girls preparing for
outings and learning the skills necessary to advance
in rank.  The girls would have been polite to them
and assured them that they were looking forward to
becoming Gold Scouts.

	The patrol meetings were held in private
homes.  That was where the fun took place.  The
girls would attend meetings in uniform without any
underwear.  The patrol leaders would join them in
orgies.  On the almost monthly campouts we behaved
like any other troop if we were camping in a public
campground.  It was only after we retired for the
night that the girls paired up for fun and games.

	As our troop grew we added women that had
access to private mountain locations where we could
feel comfortable about enjoying outdoor activities in
the nude.  I made it my calling to sleep with every
girl that joined our troop.  We always achieved top
honors at Camp-O-Rees.  The Council held our troop
up as the best troop.

	There were rumors about our troop because so
many of them were suspected of being lesbians and
we were very selective about the girls we allowed to
join the troop.  Every girl that was allowed to join
had slept with at least three of us before she was
invited to join.  The circle of adult women that were
allowed to join was carefully selected.  No mother
was allowed to go on campouts until she had
demonstrated that she was a true lady lover.  I did
enjoy watching my mother and granny welcoming a
new woman into our troop.

	When we were forming the troop I was always
looking for prospects.  I noticed one dark haired girl
in my classroom that I could tell was sexually
precocious.  I noticed that she seemed to be
deliberately masturbating during class.  She
deliberately sat in the front of the room right in
front of the teacher.  She would slip into her right
handed desk with her left leg tucked under her and
her right leg draped over her left leg in such a way
that would force her heel into her crotch whenever
she swung her right leg back and forth.  I knew from
experience that she was rubbing her clit with her
heel.  I figured that she was climaxing a half dozen
times a day for the teacher's benefit.  When we had
to turn in homework at the end of the day I noticed
that she would stand at the corner of the teacher's
desk and rub her crotch against the wooden corner.

	I approached her during lunch one day and
asked her, "I have noticed that you seem to be
masturbating for Ms. Backer's benefit every day.  Is
there some reason you are doing that?"

	The dark haired girl's name was Veronica.  She
flashed me a big smile.  "I have a friend that was in
our room last year.  She told me that Ms. Backer is
a lesbian that likes girls our age.  I want to find out
if she wants to eat my pussy!"

	The thought that she was so bold and that Ms.
Backer might be into sex with girls had my panties
wet.  I asked her, "Are you really into that kind of
sex?"

	Veronica smiled and looked around to be sure
no one was close enough to hear her response, "I
have been eating pussy for several years.  I love it!"

	I told her, "Me too!  I have been having sex
with my mother and granny all of my life!"

	That got Veronica's attention, "That is so cool!
My mother is such a square.  I get a whipping every
time she caches me playing with myself or sucking a
girl's pussy.  The funny thing is I like it when she
spanks my bare bottom."

	I asked, "Do you really think Ms. Backer is a
lesbian?"

	Veronica said, "My girlfriend told me that she
was invited to her home almost every week the last
couple of months last year and Ms. Backer couldn't
get enough of sucking her pussy."

	That excited me beyond belief.  I invited
Veronica into the girl's bathroom.  I sat on the toilet
and after Veronica closed and locked the door
behind her she squatted over my hips facing me.  I
pulled her panties aside and buried my face in that
new growth of pubic hair.  I licked, chewed on her
hair and sucked on her little clit until she climaxed.

	We waited to be sure there were no other girls
in the room before she stepped down.  I pulled down
my panties.  I actually took them off.  Veronica
knelt down and sucked my pussy until I came all over
her face.  When we were finished we washed our
face and hands before making our way back to the
classroom.  I had tucked my panties inside my
blouse.

	When the class got underway I deliberately
hiked up my skirt above my knees so that when I
spread my legs Ms. Backer would have a clear view of
my light brown pubic hair.  I thought I saw her
giving me some glances during the rest of the
afternoon.  When the final bell rang ending the
school day Ms. Backer said, "Would Ruth and
Veronica remain in you seats while the rest of the
class leaves."

	By the way the rest of the class reacted it was
obvious they assumed we were in trouble for
something.  When the door closed after the last
student exited the room Ms. Backer came around
her desk and leaned against her desk.  Both of us
were apprehensive about what she was going to say.

	She definitely was an imposing woman.  She was
dressed in an inexpensive business suit without her
jacket on.  Her blouse was tailored but didn't expose
anything.  You could tell if she had a full slip on or
what kind of bra she had on.  She knew better than
to wear high heeled pumps all day.  Her shoes were
comfortable with practical heels.  She lifted her
body up and sat on her desk as she crossed her legs.

	"I have to talk to the two of you about your
behavior in school today.  I'm well aware, Veronica,
that you have been masturbating for my benefit for
days.  Ruth, what were you thinking showing me that
you didn't have panties on?"

	Veronica turned her head and gave me a look
that reflected that she had not been aware that I
had not put my panties back on and a smile that was
tantamount to saying RIGHT ON GIRL."

	Ms. Backer continued speaking, "The two of you
cannot continue trying to tease me in class!
Veronica, I know about you, Elizabeth told me about
you last spring.  I was expecting you.  I didn't know
about you, Ruth."

	While she was talking she casually crossed her
right leg over the top of her left leg at the same
time she unbuttoned the second button of her
blouse.  I watched in fascination as she unbuttoned
the next button.  I could see a little of the cleavage
as she ran her fingers under the blouse and around
her neck.  As she lifted the side of her blouse I saw
a red rose on a green stem tattoo.  I would have
never suspected that she would have such a thing on
her body.  She tossed her head back making her hair
all fall down her back.  "Girls, I don't know what to
do with the two of you.  If I report your behavior
the two of you would be in serious trouble.  What do
you think I should do with you?"

	We looked at each other questioningly.

	Ms. Backer handed us a business card.  While
we looked at it, she told us to go there right away.
The card was for a day care center.  We told her
that we would head there right away.  We gathered
up our book bags and made our exit.  We started
walking towards the address on the card.  I pulled
out my cell phone and called home to tell Granny I
would be late getting home.  When I mentioned that
I might be interviewing a prospect for our troop,
Victoria gave me a quizzical look.

	"What are you talking about?"

	I chuckled, "Vicki, you have already had your
first prospect test to become a member of our
troop!"

	"What are you talking about?"

	I was putting my phone back in my pack.  "My
granny, mom and I are starting a Girl Scout Troop
for women and girls that enjoy having sex with other
girls and women!  When we were in the bathroom I
was testing your suitability to become a member of
our troop.  You have two more interviews before you
will be asked to join our troop."

	Vicki wanted me to tell her more.  I gave her a
quick outline about what our troop was like as we
made our way to the address.  We were interrupted
when we arrived at the address on the card.  It was
once a private home but had been turned into a
daycare business.  We felt a little funny about
knocking on the door of a pre-school.

	A pleasant looking sandy blonde answered the
door and invited us in, telling us that we were
expected.  She ushered us into a small office.  She
told Vicki to have a seat and told me to follow her.
She led me to another small room that looked like a
medical examination room.  There was a typical exam
table with vinyl and a roll of paper covering it.
There was also a swivel stool in front of it.

	The woman told me to have a seat on the table.
She left the room without saying another word as
she closed the door behind her.  I was apprehensive
about what I had gotten into.  The longer I waited
the more uncomfortable I got.  I was fidgeting
nervously when there came a light rap on the door.
When it opened Ms. Backer stepped through the
door and closed it behind her.

	I was struck by the fact that she had on a
white medical smock with large buttons down the
front.  She still had on her comfortable shoes.  That
was all I could see.  She told me to stand up and
remove my clothes.  (It was not a request.  It was an
order.)  I slid off of the table and started removing
my clothes.  My panties were still inside my blouse.  I
was soon standing there in nothing but my tennis
shoes.  She told me to get back upon the table.  She
stood there looking at me until I was very nervous.

	She placed her hands on my shoulders and
slowly ran them down the front of my chest.  My
breasts were just starting to blossom.  They were
just a little larger than a b size.  If I wore a bra I
was still using a b cup.  My areolas were almost as
large as my breasts.  Ms. Backer felt them, squeezed
them and toyed with the nipples.  My pussy was
tingling.

	I was too dumbstruck to even question why she
was doing this to me.  She pulled me to the edge of
the table and spread my legs apart to expose my
young pussy.  I was very proud that I was finally old
enough to have grown a patch of light brown pubic
hair on my pussy.  I didn't have as much as Vicki but
I was happy with mine.

	Ms. Backer gently pulled my hairs through her
fingers as if she was seeing how long they were.  I
was starting to sweat.  She spread my pussy wide
open and looked at my cunt very carefully.  Then she
stuffed two fingers into my cunt right up to the
knuckles.  (Mother had taken my cherry years ago.)
She finger fucked me until I was moaning and
whimpering.  Then she withdrew her fingers and
smelled them before she sucked on her fingers.

	After she had finished sucking on her fingers
she told me to stand up.  When I stood up she
turned me around and forced me to lie face down
over the table.  I felt her hands on the backs of my
thighs as she spread my legs.  Then I felt her part
the cheeks of my ass.  I felt her finger start to
probe my asshole.  She stuffed her finger all the
way up to her knuckle.  She was jabbing her fist
against my butt very hard.  Eventually she withdrew
her finger and I felt her breath on my asshole.  I
practically pissed when I felt her warm tongue swipe
my asshole.  While she was driving her tongue into
my asshole she was sticking her finger back into my
pussy.  I could not control myself, I climaxed.  I lay
there for awhile.

	Ms. Backer stood up, and when I stood up and
turned around Ms. Backer was unbuttoning her
smock.  The only thing she had on was nylon
stockings and her shoes.  She pulled my head
towards her tits.  They were nicely shaped 36-C.  I
sucked on her nipples for awhile before she pressed
on my shoulders forcing me down to my knees.  I was
looking at her very impressive pussy.  The pubic hair
was trimmed to an even length.  Her labia dangled
well below her pussy opening and looked like pink
cauliflower.

	I love the smell of wet pussy.  I buried my face
in her pussy and sucked on her clit until she banged
my head against the table and I felt a flood of slimy
juice trickle down my throat.  She eventually
stepped back and told me to get dressed.  She pulled
her smock back together and buttoned it up.  She
was gone before I was dressed.  I made my way back
to the office.

	The sweet looking older lady was sitting behind
the desk.  She flashed me a warm smile.  "Your
friend is being examined by Ms. Backer right now.
Would you like something to drink?"

	"Yes...thank you!"

	She stood up and was gone quickly.  When she
returned she had a cold soft drink in a can in her
hand.  As she handed me the can she asked,
"Did you enjoy your examination?"

	I blushed before I said, "Very much!"

	The pleasant little old lady placed her hand
delicately on my knee while I took a sip of the drink.
She was such a nice looking woman.  I would guess
her to be in her early fifties.  Her hair was starting
to turn gray.  Most of her hair was still blonde but
the hair at her temples was almost white.  She was a
little plump lady with breasts that gad to be at least
40-F.  I could tell that she didn't have a bra on, the
way they sagged and the bulge of her nipples
showing through her dress.  The fact that she was
squeezing my knee empowered me to boldly reach out
and place my hands under her breasts.  They were
heavy but very soft.  The little old lady kissed me
sweetly on the mouth.  I saw that the name tag on
her dress was Imia Page.  While I was feeling her
tits her hand went up my skirt.  I had put my panties
back on.  It didn't take her long to get them off.
She sat me on the ink blotter of the desk and went
to town sucking my pussy.  I practically knocked the
desk lamp off when I climaxed.  The chubby little
nurse sat down in the swivel chair after hiking up her
skirt.

	I saw that her pubic hair was thick and coarse.
I hopped off of the desk and knelt between her legs.
I placed my hands on her meaty thighs before I
dove in and started lapping at her meaty smelling
pussy.  It felt like I was rubbing my face on steel
wool.  The nurse was holding my head and pushing
and pulling my head around as she told me where to
put my tongue.  She even lifted her legs up and
placed her heels on top of the desk.  I had just
finished making Imia cum when Vicki and Ms. Backer
came into the room.

	They were both partially dressed.  When I saw
Vicki's face I noticed that her cheeks, nose and chin
looked like a red rash on them.  I started laughing
because I was sure that my own face looked like I
had a road rash too.  We talked while Ms. Backer
and Vicki finished getting dressed.

	I told them that my family and I were starting
a Girl Scout Troop for women and girls that enjoyed
doing what we had just finished doing.  They asked
how they could join.  I assured them that they were
prospects.  They had just passed the first test.
There was some laughter from the three of them.
They asked what other tests they had to take.  I
told them that they would have to meet a couple of
more members of the troop and satisfy them that
they were worthy of membership in our troop.  They
assured me that they were up to the challenge.

	The daycare nurse became out troop nurse and
always volunteered to be the camp nurse when we
went to summer camp.  We tried to keep the
numbers of girls in the troop at about 35 and the
adult leaders at 10 to 15.  Sometimes we had guests
join us on outings.

	When we would have a weekend campout at the
location of a private ranch we had a great time.  We
would set up camp not far from the main house so
we could enjoy flushing toilets and warm showers.
On those outings we didn't put clothes on until we
had to leave.  I did enjoy having sex with the adult
women, but nothing was better than finding a new
young girl to bring out.




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