Date: Tue, 06 Nov 2001 00:21:49 +0000
From: Leah Holly <hollysweet1@hotmail.com>
Subject: All-for-one-one-for-all, Part 2

All For One, One For All


By Leah Holly Sweet
     (FF, ws)

     This is what happened and I'm sticking to it.  The faint at heart need
not apply as this story contains several undeleted strong expletives which
occur during encounters of an adult nature between females. And sence the
story takes place at camp, some of the get wet.

     All comments are welcome: hollysweet1@hotmail.com

All-for-one-one-for-all
Part 2

After Nicole left the locker room, I sat there on the bench in my shorts
and sneaks, still in kind of a daze from all that had happened.  Mary was
still there, the only girl lingering behind in the locker room with me.  I
shivered as I remembered Mary and I together, there on the floor of the
shower room, and how she called to me, "Oh, sweet Susan!"  That was so
special, and I know that I will remember that moment for a very long time.
Blood rushed to my face as I recalled how good I had felt with my cheeks
nestled between her thighs while she rode my lips and tongue, and using my
nipples like a cowgirl uses reins on a horse.  And I remembered how I
watched, transfixed, as Mary lowered her pussy toward my waiting mouth.
Oh, god, that was so exciting!

It's just that Mary is so pretty.  Gosh, I might just get lost in her green
eyes someday.  And, I love her freckles and her red hair, especially now
that I've had my lips on that little arrow-shaped patch just above her
pussy.  Another great thing is she's only a couple of inches taller than me,
but (bad thing) her breasts are a full cup-size bigger that my AAs.

I guess Mary had been watching me while we finished dressing and must have
noticed it when the color flushed my cheeks.  She came over and sat beside
me on the bench, placing a comforting arm around my shoulders.  With a
soothing, caring tone she asked me, "Are you all right, baby?"

Something about her closeness made me sniffle.  "Oh, oh . . .I-I just don't
know . . ."

"Oh, Susan!  Shhhh, shhhh.  I know just what will make it all better.  Just
close your eyes now.  There."

She leaned in even closer then, and she kissed me, so sweetly so and
tenderly.  I just melted, and I opened my lips in surrender to hers,
greedily accepting her passionate gift.  Then she kissed me softly on my
nose and my cheeks, and we sat there in silence for a few moments, her arm
holding me close.  Her long hair smelled so fresh and sweet as I rested my
head on her shoulder.  Dreamily I cracked my eyelids and gazed down her
chest, taking in the beauty of her perfectly formed breasts.

Mary's fingers came to rest on my chest, gently fondling my left nipple with
feathery touches. "Was this really your first time, baby?"

"Yes," I whispered softly.

"You know something?  About this time last summer I was much more clueless
that you must feel right now.  Would you like me to tell you about my first
time?"

My eyes lit up and I smiled, "Oh, yes, Mary.  Would you?"

Mary answered by saying, "I guess you could say this story is about a girl
eating her first brownie.  Okay, here goes."

I was all ears as she began, "I joined Girl Scout troop 98 when I was
eleven.  As usual, I guess, one of my girlfriends had talked me into joining
and right away, the first weekend, we went on a camping trip."

The campsite was not really that far from the town Mary used to live in,
Silver Springs, Florida. In fact it was still in the city limits.  But,
there were no houses in sight and there were lots of pines, cypress,
magnolias, palmettos and huge grape vines.  In fact, Mary said that they had
filmed some of the early Tarzan movies nearby.  And those big vines probably
gave them the idea for Tarzan to swing through the trees.

She said, "Naturally, having grown up there, we were all pretty humdrum
about all that Tarzan stuff.  But when we were actually out there, in those
same jungle-like woods where we set up camp, some of the local mystique
seemed to seep into our bones somehow."

Mary paused a moment and absentmindedly rubbed my leg, kind of lost in
thought.  Then she continued, "Because I had been a Brownie Scout in another
organization, even though I was now wearing green Girl Scout shorts, I guess
one could say I was still a Brownie.  I was definitely still naive as hell.
My friend, Jenny, had an older brother who as a Boy Scout had camped at the
same location, and from what Jenny said they were real hell raisers.  Jenny,
of course, had filled us in on
some of the things the guys had done on there camping trips like playing
strip poker and smoking monkey vine."

"What's monkey vine?" I asked.

"Just a minute, babe, and I'll get to it.  Anyway, there were almost thirty
of us and our tent was going to have four girls sleeping in it.  We had to
stash or clothes and stuff along the tent edges, but we had an army surplus
chest to store the cooking supplies for the four of us.  That first night,
after a big campfire session in the central area between all the tents
(complete with camp songs and a couple of ghost stories), we four adjourned
to our tent for bed.  Now it was, supposedly, lights-out."

"Yeah, I'll bet," I remarked.

"Right.  Like you guessed, we were far from being sleepy.  Jenny, prepared
from her brother's tales, started a replay of some of their dastardly deeds,
maybe hinting about stuff we might do ourselves.  And she had already broken
off several pieces of monkey vine for us to experiment with."

"So what is the stuff?"

"Actually, monkey vine is nothing but old, dried-out grape vine.  You break
off pieces about as thick as a cigarette and, voila, there you are, monkey
vine.  And the stuff's so dry it burns real good with lots of channels
inside to pull the smoke into a naughty girl's mouth."

Mary winked.  "Oh, we thought we were bad, too, and exceptionally
experimental.  But it was really pretty harmless stuff though - non
addictive, non toxic and the only hallucinating was purely mental.  Anyway,
after quite a bit of talking and horsing around we finally decided to lay
down for sleep, or at least pretend that we were ready for that.  It was
July and it was hot.  Out tent was not equipped with air conditioning or
fans.  All of us, me, Jenny, Jo Ann and Marsha, had put on tee shirts after
zipping the mosquito bar at the tent flap. Then we lay on top of our
sleeping bags since it was too hot to get inside them."

"So what do you think so far, Susan?"

I looked at her with wide eyes and said, "Oh, yes, Mary.  I think you're
about to get to the good part!"

"Okay, just checking.  So where was I, oh, we were laying on our bags.  I
really was tired by then and shortly I was almost asleep when . . ." She
caught my eye, "I heard a noise, a kind of muffled exclamation, and it came
from Jenny, sleeping right beside me.  Jo Ann heard it too because when I
lifted my head she was looking over at Jenny from the other side.  First I
looked at Jenny's face, checking to see if something was wrong, but she was
definitely not sad.  In fact, there was a sort of painful joy etched around
her mouth and eyes, and her eyes had this glaze to them like she was lost in
another world."

"So what happened next?"  I was beginning to get excited.

Mary gave me a knowing smile then continued.  "Well, right away she seemed
to suddenly realize her surroundings, and she was back down to earth,
propping herself up on her elbows.

Jenny looked back and forth at us and said, "Geeze, guys!  Haven't you ever
played with your pussy before?"

"There was dead silence in the tent, Mary continued.  "As for me, Susan, I
didn't even say THAT word much less play with it.  And it appeared that Jo
Ann and Marsha (who were now all attention) felt about the same way."

Jenny said to us, "Well, I don't know where you guys have been, but you all
have one, and it is the best, THE best feeling in the world if you touch it
right.  Y'all wanta see?"

"Naturally," Mary continued, "Being the Girl Scout troopers that we were,
combined with some kind of intoxicating scent that was in the tent (and just
plain sleep daze) we all agreed to a demonstration.
Jenny had us all sit in a circle with her positioned in the place where the
brightest waning glow from the campfire shone on the front of her body."

Jenny said, "I can't believe that all that y'all have ever done with this
place is to pee."  She shook her head.  "Damn.  Well, here goes."

"Jenny did indeed give us a real education that night.  Maybe she was
precocious or maybe we were just plain stupid, but we learned, and how!  She
had us follow her instructions, first softly stroking our thighs, going in
little circles.  Then, on cue, we all spread our pussys open, always lightly
touching, and then she showed us what to do with our middle finger.
Needless to say, all four of us flat-chested young hedonists each found our
clits eventually.  And, before long, there was an awful howl coming from the
direction of our tent.  Three of us had had our first climax."

Mary smile to herself befor continuing. "That was on a Friday night, Susan.
On Saturday night Jenny showed us all how to eat a Brownie.  That was me, "
She giggled.  "And, from then on, I was hooked!"

Returning our minds from the Florida jungles, all you could hear in the
locker room was our breathing, and mine was pretty ragged, like I was
about to cum.  I came to my senses abruptly when I felt Mary's hand move.
Oh, god, it was resting on my pussy!  Without changing the partial embrace
of her left arm, while giving my pussy a squeeze with her right hand, Mary
moved her legs to straddle the bench and pulled herself close to me.

Mary's lips were next to my ear as she whispered, "So what do you think,
baby?  Did you like my little story?"  She kissed my cheek.

"Mary!"  Oh! That was so hot!  I-I think I'm about to cum!"

"Well, sweetie, what's stopping you?"

"Oohh!  I think it was the brownie part that finally did me in."

"Did you like that part?  Hey!  I bet you've never even had your little
brownie kissed, have you?"

I didn't quite know what to say, everything was all so new, and so intense.
Tentatively I whispered, "No, at least I don't think so."

"Oh you would remember it if you had.  Here, I've got an idea, just the
thing to spark your memory.  Now stand up and lean toward that other bench.
Oh!  First let's get those shoes and shorts off.  That's right, now rest
your weight on your forarms while I scoot behind like this."

Mary got behind me and began softly moving her hands over my hips and my
bottom.  "You really have a pretty bottom, Susan.  Feels good too when I rub
it, doesn't it, baby?"

"Oh, yes, Mary.  I really like that."

"And I like these, too," Mary cooed, touching my nipples.  "You know, you
have just about the pretties nipples I've ever seen.  And those areolas are
the cutest shade of pink, and so puffy with all that breast tissue inside
that's about to explode into bloom.  I bet you'll have C cups before you
know it."

"Do you really think so, Mary?"  I asked, doubting the possibility.

"I don't see why not, baby.  But, whatever size they get to be, they will be
very pretty, and I'll always want to play with them, especially your sweet
nippies.  I'm gonna have to give them a big, long suck before too long.  You
wouldn't mind would you?"

I shook my head but I couldn't speak as my breathing stopped from what I
felt on my bottom.  It was her lips!  Mary was kissing my anus.  "Ooooo!"
She must have just licked me there, too!  She licked all around my crack
including my little rosebud, and then she made her tongue hard and started
trying to get it inside me!

"Just relax, baby.  I promise, this is not going to hurt, not one little
bit."

Then she held my hips with a firm grip and I began to feel my hole opening
for her. "Aaaaaaaaa!"  She wiggled it around in there and my legs began to
shake.

Then she smacked her lips, slurping me like an ice cream cone.  I couldn't
help but wiggle my rump in her face.

"Mmmmmm.  You taste good, honey!  I'm gonna EAT me a brownie right about
now!"  And she started moving her tongue in and out of my anus, faster and
faster.  Then she let go of my hips and put her hand on my pussy and started
rubbing.  Mary's other hand must have been busy elsewhere.

I was just about to cum and it felt like it was going to be my biggest
orgasm of all.  Oh, it felt good, soooooo good!  I started to get loud, "Oh,
please lick it, Mary.  Pleeeese!  Oh, yesss!  I think I'm going to, going,
ah, ahh . . ."

Then I heard a bang as the locker room door flew open.  "Hey, what are you
guys . . ."

"Get over here Janelle.  I need some help.  And hook the latch on the door
while you're at it."

I was shaking to death, part from panic and partially from all that had been
happening to my bottom.  Then Mary got Janelle to take her place behind me
and I truly didn't know what in the world was going on.

"Oh, Susan!  This is going to be perfect, " Mary said from beneath me.  She
had crawled under me, between the two benches, and suddenly I was in heaven
as she started in on my nipples.  Jan was rubbing her hands all over me and
telling me how pretty my bottom was as it poked out at her face.

I couldn't believe these two older and very pretty girls were loving on me
like they were doing. Janelle was thirteen and I greatly envied her,
especially her beautiful blond hair.  It was golden, even without sunlight,
and was full of curls tumbling well past her shoulders.  And she was at
least four inches taller than my five-one and, probably, almost a B cup.

Remembering something, I started shaking again, but this time from
anticipation as I recalled what I saw when Jan stuck out her tongue, just
before she got behind me.  She had one of those studs, a little gold ball
that sat there, right in the middle of her tongue!

"Oh, god that feel good, Mary."  She had begun sucking hard on my right
nipple, and it felt like she would soon suck it off my chest.  At the same
time she rolled my other one around, pulling on it and twisting, getting it
ready to suck as she had mumbled to me.  Almost at the exact time when Mary
switched nipples, I felt Jan's tongue enter my now-ready anal opening while
two of somebody's fingers entered my pussy.  When I felt Jan's gold ball
slithering around inside me I could hardly stay on my feet.  So I widened my
stance for better balance and, also, so both girls get at me better.

"Hey!  I felt a dribble!"  Mary cried out.  "Come on, baby, let it go.  Do
it!!

She started ramming her fingers in and out of my pussy, and I just couldn't
stand it any longer.  All my dams were about to burst at once.  No words can
describe it.  Finally, when someone grabbed my clit between two to their
knuckles and began to squeeze and pull on it, I totally lost it.  As I
convulsed in orgasm my pee let loose all over Mary, then I fell on top of
her, smashing her against the bench.

When I came to my senses I was lying on a bench with both girls stroking my
tummy and looking into my eyes.  Not a word was said. First Mary, then Jan
leaned in to kiss me with great tenderness.  First they helped me to sit,
ten dress, and then they helped me to stand. Hopefully we could still make
it to dinner on time.

With my arms around both girls we moved toward the door.  That's when I
pinched both of their butts and said, "You know, I just might like camp
after all."