Date: Thu, 25 Jan 2007 14:50:37 +1100 (EST)
From: madeline morrison <mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: The Minister's Wife part 5

This is another story by Madeline Morrison. As with all
my stories it's a story about lesbian sex between a girl
of legal age and an older woman. The younger girl is
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The story is called "The Minister's Wife part 5.

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Not long to go before I start back at school. For some
reason seniors, that's years 11 and 12, have an extra
week off school, but there is a catch. We have to take a
camping holiday in the bush, well not actually in the
forest or anything like that, but in an organised park
with all the facilities. The camping holiday is one of
those crazy ideas that have surfaced in recent years in
an effort to push team building. Really it's all a waste
of time.

However, it is a requirement that we go and what makes it
even worse is that we seniors, who are supposed to be on
holidays, will be supervising juniors. They're aged from
twelve to sixteen and are in years seven to ten. Wow,
that makes some of them almost as old as I am and just
for the freak of my birthday I could still have been in
year ten myself. As it is I'm a senior in year eleven and
perhaps we can get to "lord it" over the kids.

I've had a lovely surprise too, Helen is the camp leader
and although more than twenty senior girls are supposed
to be going most of them are away from the area and so,
probably won't arrive back in town soon enough. I'm quite
lucky because Florence, my mother, and I have quite a
deal of camping experience, we've been doing it for
years. Being a single mother Florence has never had the
money to throw about on luxury holidays so that kind of
holiday has more or less been forced on us.

We'll be going on Saturday and spending a week at the
location but that depends very much on the weather, at
this time of year North Queensland often gets cyclones.
That means that excellent communications systems are
certainly required. We understand that there will be
soldiers about in the district that will be able to help
if a storm develops but we're not aware of their
location, they're on a jungle training programme hence
the good communications so that we can contact them at a
moments notice.

I've arrived at the church/school before seven am and
there are workmen loading gear onto trucks, there's
really nothing for the girls to do except throw their
rucksacks on board the trucks. Helen has nominated me and
other senior girls as prefects to keep an eye on the
younger girls and because it's not a uniform affair the
styles of dress are remarkable. I'm keeping my eye on
Helen she's looking gorgeous in a pair of shorts and a
little cotton T shirt. It's not tight across her breasts
but perhaps that's because I've not had my hands on them
yet, that's her breasts I mean.

Before we leave Helen calls us all together and issues
her orders, they're not too difficult to follow, just
behave yourselves so as not to annoy other campers but
apart from that it's do as you please. I hope I can do as
I please.

Now girls, answer the roll and when I call your names
please step out here. So, she starts with the senior
girls name first and she's the tent captain and gets to
be the bossy bitch in that tent. All the names have been
called but I'm still stood there waiting for my name to
be called out. Helen shouts out for the girls to knock
off the noise so she can tell them that because I'm an
experienced camper I have been appointed head prefect and
will be sleeping in the "command" tent.

Everybody loads onto the bus and we set off followed by a
truck carrying all the personal gear. It's about an
hour's journey but mostly that's because as we climb
towards the mountains the road gets windier and windier.
Some of the time we're travelling at a snails pace so it
seems to take forever to get there. On arrival we're
allocated our tents and a guide from the National Parks
shows us where everything is to be found but we don't
know whether he's kidding us when he says take care not
to stand on a snake. Oh dear, if I ever thought I was a
tough babe I've just changed my own opinion, I'm not fond
of snakes and if we go to a park where there's a
demonstration I'll go for my life.

Now girls, follow me said Helen, I'm going to allocate
you to your tents. First of all this is the command tent
and you are not allowed to enter here, just wait outside
and ring that little bell on that stand. She read out the
name of the girl occupying the command tent, but she only
called out mine. Move your gear in there Madeline she
ordered and then come back for mine too. Oh, this was
going to be very interesting, only the two of us to
occupy a whole tent. She marched the other girls off a
hundred yards or so and said this is the junior school
lines, just like the army, so generally speaking there
will be no need for you to come to that side of the camp,
there's the office over there. With that she handed over
the paperwork to one of the other prefects who shuffled
the kids around into their respective tents.

After about an hour Helen called them all to the parade
ground, more like the army every day, and told the kids
that if they wanted to move to another tent with a friend
that was OK as long as it was cleared with the tent
commanders, that way we would know where everybody was.

We, that's Helen and I, marched back to our tent to get
organised before the gong rang for lunch. The gong was an
old car wheel swinging from a chain that was used to
announce meal times, if you missed out it may mean no
breakfast, lunch or dinner, everybody made sure they got
there on time. Helen and I, meanwhile, had retired to our
tent where she was giving me some instructions about
cosmetics saying I don't mind you wearing lipstick after
we've all retired to our tents or after dinner when we're
round the communal camp fire but we can't be seen with
each others lipstick on our mouths otherwise. What she
meant of course was that she couldn't risk being seen
with different coloured lipstick because I'd kissed her
on her mouth during the day. She asked me to show her my
lipsticks and I showed her the three I'd brought. Will
you wear this one at night after dinner she'd said, it
was a bright orange and I'd be able to get away with it
as a bit of a joke. I knew very well that it was one that
Helen particularly liked, the perfume of it made her
senses reel just before I went down on her to kiss her
pussy.

One thing that we really needed to do was make sure that
neither of us cast a silhouette when the light was on,
neither of us wanted the girls to be able to see either
of us removing the other's bra or panties. It seemed like
Helen had thought about most of the necessary things that
we needed to worry about and fortunately she'd asked for
an air mattress rather than the traditional camp beds,
hopefully we would be spending a lot of time together and
being in a camp bed could be quite tricky.

I was looking forward to sleeping with another woman for
a whole week. Just to feel her body against mine would be
so erotic and the thought that Helen had gone to great
lengths to persuade the camp authorities to do it for her
spoke a lot about her persuasive talents. But, we had the
rest of the day to spend building up to our enthusiasm
for what ever would happen tonight. Frankly I was quite
horny now just picturing Helen in some of the naughty
knickers we'd chosen at Kerry's shop. What I was
wondering was how having sex with Martin had affected her
desire for lesbian sex, her prior enthusiasm
notwithstanding, she could have lost interest altogether.

Lunch was typical camp lunch of course, as much cold food
as possible, to save carrying fuel up the mountain, and
what hot food there would be would almost certainly be
some kind of a stew that wouldn't need too much
attention. Still, when the gong rang the girls were all
anxious to get fed, I think setting up camp with the
attendant excitement had tired them and most of them
looked as though they could sleep on a log. It probably
meant that getting down for an hour after lunch would not
be a problem. Nice for me to imagine, the sooner we got
the younger girls down to rest, along with the prefects,
the sooner Helen and I could get to our bed or beds for
some afternoon fun.

Because Helen and I were a little apprehensive about what
might happen we were very cautious about our afternoon
sexual activities and it really didn't get much past some
kissing. Of course, as was usual with us it was me that
took control of her. I did feel some desire for her,
which whilst not being unusual, was certainly unusual in
that I had the feeling that at some time during the week
I was going to be giving myself to her as a submissive. I
had no idea what had brought this sensation on me and
whether it did happen we would have to wait.

After the compulsory afternoon rest we took them to the
sports oval and had them running and jumping, playing
baseball and as many other games as we could think of.
The real purpose of all the physical activity was to tire
them all out ready for an early night in bed. After
dinner, which was served quite early, we all sat around a
camp- fire singing and just generally fooling around but
slowly they started to move to their respective tents. I
wondered whether there would be anything going on that
Helen and I should know about, but it was doubtful that
there would be any "hanky panky" going on, too many girls
in each tent. However, it was possible that some girls
may wander off together into the surrounding bush for
passionate reasons and we may need to lecture the girls
about safety aspects of camping.

Eventually there was silence around the camp and Helen
and I took our showers in peace. Earlier it had been
bedlam as a group of chattering girls had showered
together and you could bet there had been some discussion
about the size of some girl's tits and the size of her
arse. Frankly I wouldn't have minded being there too, I
would have  liked a little look at their pussies, tits
and arses, it would have given me something to think
about but I had Helen for that. I would have liked to
undress Helen down to her panties but just now it would
pay to be careful, rather than rush the first night and
bugger up the rest of the week I would play it careful.

But, I hadn't taken into account Helen's wants had I?
After her shower she'd slipped on her dressing gown but
underneath when it was clear there was nobody else around
she slipped into a pair of very nice panties that cuddled
her bottom beautifully. I nearly wet myself just looking
at her because she turned around with the gown still open
and let me see her front. Her mound was so prominent that
it seemed to be stretching the panties almost to their
extremes. If I was braver I would have settled down on my
knees right there and then, she looked so horny, no,
don't think that's the right word, she looked so oh well
let me say it and have done with it, she looked so
fuckable. And she knew if too!

The parade ground, if that's its name, was deserted and
what lights there were gave only a faint glimmer, just
sufficient to make sure we wouldn't break our necks. We
nevertheless walked over to out tent quite carefully and
entering the tent we closed it up as securely as we
could, turned out the little lamps and lay down on the
airbeds which we'd pulled together earlier. She snuggled
into me and said in a little whisper make love to me
darling. How on earth could I refuse such a nice request
and how could I refuse when I could feel her bare breasts
against me. Her nipples were almost like a flower
opening, they grew and grew and although it was dark in
the tent there was still enough light to make them out.

I made her move over me but at first she was puzzled
until I showed her where I wanted her, sat with her pussy
against my face and particularly my mouth. As I pushed
her bottom she started to get the picture and, apart from
the fact that it seemed vulgar to her, she moved her hips
against my mouth. I didn't want her naked yet, I wanted
her clit to pop out of its hood and rub itself against
her panties. They were lovely and soft so it would be
almost like masturbating with piece of silk, if that
didn't make her extra aroused then I didn't know what
would. I pulled down her panties a little just to make
sure that she could feel my tongue against her but when
she started to pant I told her we'd have to stop in case
we woke others up. Frankly I had no intention of stopping
but I did want her to slow down, I'd got her clit bare
and in my mouth and she'd really be able to feel my
tongue licking from bottom to top and then down again.

She slowed as I needed her to and we developed a very
nice rhythm that would please her, but not too quickly,
and would give my tongue an opportunity to sometimes curl
itself round her clit for a split second. My darling was
now riding me with confidence and apart from her weight
on my chest I was quite comfortable. When she'd developed
her `riding style" as you might say I introduced my
finger to her anus so that as she rode back her anus felt
the full force of my stiffened finger. She lowered her
torso so that her breasts were rubbing against the
pillowcase and as it was not the kind that she had on her
bed at home, it was far coarser, the friction against her
nipples were making her more aroused.

Her lips were clamped together trying to prevent the
escape of sounds from her mouth, it was proving extremely
difficult for her, and I laughingly thought maybe I'd
have to stuff her mouth with her panties. I'd rather have
stuffed her mouth with my panties but I was fully
occupied with sucking her, fingering her bottom and
stroking her buttocks. Fortunately about this time her
orgasm was upon us, I've seen photos and moving pictures
of wonderful fountains all over the world but if they
discharge as much fluid as her pussy did I'd be
surprised. For a change I didn't swallow her "cum"
straight away but I held it in my mouth between my lips
and my teeth and then when she had settled down and
caught her breath I sucked it between my teeth with such
a horrible "schluking" noise that it made her cackle like
a mad chicken.

My mouth felt as though I was drowning with all the "cum"
sloshing about in there but I wouldn't complain, the
taste of her was delicious especially as I hadn't tasted
her for a couple of weeks. When she lifted herself off me
there was a continual dribble of her fluids onto my face,
which, made it all the more pleasant for me. Oh darling,
I've missed you these last few weeks, although I've seen
Kerry she's still learning in comparison to you.

Wasn't that kind of her to compliment me in that way? I
promised her a little more before we slept. Rolling her
over I pulled her to her knees and started to kiss her
bottom or her cheeks, they felt so smooth as my tongue
ran across them and my hands enjoyed the sensation of her
curvaceous buttocks. The greedy woman was, by this time,
pushing her buttocks against me and oh yes, I know what
she wanted, she wanted the tip of my tongue in her anus,
nothing more, just the very tip with lots of spit on it.
Before I pulled her buttocks apart I put my tongue in her
mouth so that what would go in her anus would be a
combination of both of our fluids. As it approached her
anus I gently pushed my fingers between her buttocks,
separating her and slipped my tongue inside her. God
she's a wriggle arse, my tongue was trying it's best to
enter and at the same time her arse was waggling about
making it difficult for me to find the target. Eventually
I did find the target but it would have been so much
easier with radar.

After the hard time she'd given me in trying to find her
anus I was going to make her pay. I'm not nasty enough to
push my fingers in her anus without some lubrication but,
although they were lubricated, I pushed my fingers is so
damned hard that she let out a little yelp. But the yelp
was soon forgotten when she had another orgasm.
Fortunately I was waiting with my tongue under her pussy
so as to catch her `cum" as it dribbled out of her pussy.
Fuck, you're a hot bitch so I reminded her that the bitch
here was her and she shouldn't forget it. I don't like to
be harsh but there are times when I must be firm with
her.

The rest of the night was spent with her in my arms. I
love holding her, or any other woman for that matter, the
feel of their bottoms against my groin is lovely and it
gives me the chance to hold their breasts in my hands.

I think we both slept well, I know I certainly did, but
she was awake just a little before me I think. I caught
her playing with her breasts, as she pinched her nipples
and pulled on them she was giving little gasping noises
that must have been what woke me. We'd apparently rolled
over during the night and that's how we'd become
separated and now she had her freedom from my grasp she
was taking advantage of it. I lay there watching her out
of my barely open eyes as she pulled and tugged at her
nipples, such a look of exquisite agony on her face as
again she pulled her nipples away from her body letting
them nearly spring back. She was startled when I asked
her what the hell she was doing but I just smiled at her
letting her know that it was OK for her to pleasure
herself.

I let her play for a little while and then I got out of
the sleeping bags and took my panties off letting her get
the full view of pussy and, as I turned around, my arse.
I knew she wouldn't be able to resist touching me. I let
her have her way, allowing her hands to smoothly move
across my buttocks. When she did it was with a little
smile rather than apprehension. I had wondered whether I
should smack her for not asking permission but it was so
nice I just let it go. I just lightly held her hand and
she moved both of them across my bottom barely gliding
over my skin.

I knelt down next to her and opening the sleeping bags I
put my head in between her legs so I could smell her
pussy. The aroma of last night's "cum" was still there so
I thought I might add to it with a quick fuck right now.
Fuck isn't a nice word but it's short and too the point
and everybody knows what it means. So, having got over
that quandary I let my tongue seek her pussy like a heat
seeking missile until I captured her growing clit between
my lips and sucked gently for her. In no time at all,
there was a tremor from her pussy and lo and behold
another baby orgasm was the result, I shouldn't really
need any breakfast, I'd eaten so much "cum" it's wonder
my belly wasn't rumbling.

Hey, look at the time, nearly time to start waking the
girls up so I picked up my shower gear and trotted across
the compound to the bathroom. Only a couple of girls
there when I got there and we gave the usual early
morning greeting of mumbles that nobody could understand.
Because I'm not at all shy I just undressed in front of
the other girls and it made me smile inside when they
looked away after they'd seen my shaved pussy and my
erect nipples. I returned the favour to them but I didn't
turn my eyes away, damn, there might be something around
here that was worth watching. Not here or not just at the
moment but I could see myself coming back here later to
get the stragglers moving. Perhaps I'd find one that got
me in the mood for Helen later in the day when we had our
compulsory rest just after lunch.

I'd rustled most of them out of the bathroom when a few
more stragglers made their way in grumbling about getting
up in the middle of the night. Being in a good mood I
found one I thought looked promising and smacked her on
the arse to get her moving and to see if there was any
response of the kind I was looking for. She'd used the
standard word of a girl who'd been given a surprise and
said shit! Move it baby and she'd grinned at me and
waggled her arse in a provocative manner at me. I'm going
to have you I thought.

I didn't hang around, there were other things to do but I
promised myself that I'd be watching for her tits as
often as I could. Another girl would always come in handy
if everything else dried up.

Now, after breakfast I was stood out on the parade ground
shouting out for them to appear, roll call is very
important in making sure that all the girls are accounted
for, one lost girl and camps would be finished for ever.
The prefects called the roll for their tent and presented
a completed form to Helen and I. So far so good, we
hadn't lost anybody but with a group of wilful girls
anything could happen like one of them could get lost in
the bush with a senior prefect like me. Wouldn't that be
awful, it could take them ages to find us. On second
thoughts, Helen would smell us out in no time so we'd
have to make it a threesome and include her right from
the start.

Sometimes I think the organisers of these camps must be
about fourteen, why give girls like these a three legged
race, they're far too old for this damn silly nonsense
but that's the plan. So the girls all traipse down to the
sports oval and organise them selves in pairs. In a lot
of cases not very good choices because there were really
big girls with little ones, I guess they'd organised
themselves as friends. The girl from the showers, the one
with the nice arse had paired herself with a girl half
her size and when I said that looks damned silly she'd
said well then smarty pants, you partner me. Looking at
the well filled "T shirt" I accepted the challenge and
when I was lacing up my running shoes Helen came to ask
me what the hell I was doing, so, I told her, I'm in the
race with this young woman here.

Before I could finish fastening our ankles together Helen
had called me to one side saying fucking bitch, she's the
big chief's daughter, I presume from that remark that
she's the principals daughter. Fuck, I thought, this
could be my passport to scholastic success if I play my
cards right. When we stood up we were about the same
height but I'd known that from our encounter earlier in
the bathroom. When I'd rejoined her we were giggling far
too much to be able to fasten our inner ankles together.
This girl might look like a hot piece of work but let me
tell you she's either no athlete or she's a good actress
because we'd not gone more than twenty yards when she had
us on the floor, fortunately for me, I fell on top or her
and managed to squeeze her tit in my right hand. Coyly,
she said why miss, do you always do that to fellow
students or did you see something that you liked in the
bathroom this morning?

Wow, this might be one hot little girl! Yes, you looked
quite nice and I was looking for a partner for the race
and I thought you looked suitable, nice strong legs, nice
shapely arse and good tits. She wanted to know what an
athlete needed nice tits and a nice shapely arse for so I
gave her the logical explanation that it was so her coach
could slap her arse whenever she needed discipline and if
she fell she'd bounce on her tits. The explanation
mightn't have satisfied her technically but it satisfied
her curiosity. She knew that I had my eye on her and may
subject her to some discipline of my own kind.

I hadn't counted on Helen who'd apparently been watching
from the distance and after the heats of the races had
finished she'd come up tome and she was angry, damned
angry, what's going on here? We fell over. Yes I know but
why did you squeeze her tits? All I said in return is
you've got good eyesight!

No, after the fall, I was as horny as hell and I wanted
this little girl and at a pinch I was prepared to share
her with Helen. I pointed out to Helen that this was our
passport out of here, for her it could mean a passport to
a richer parish and for me success in the scholastic
area. Helen wasn't happy about this at all, she knew me
and knew that I'd try to get in the girls pants. Have you
ever known me to go with a young girl I asked her and her
retort was no but of course, there's always a first time.
Maybe we can share her!!!!!!!

I don't even know the girls name yet but I'm not backward
at coming forward so I set out to find her tent
commander. I asked her for information as though I was
really concerned about the girl's welfare. I knew she
could help me and I could always claim that it was my
duty to follow up on her injuries. I knew she hadn't
sustained any but I'm a nice girl so I'm compassionate
with my charges. The commander took me to her tent and
introduced me to her, this is Madeline Morrison she'd
said and this is Katerina Dolce. We shook hands as though
I hadn't had her tit in my hand and she'd invited me to
sit on her cot whilst she showed me her thigh with a
little scratch on it. I knelt at the side of her to have
a closer look and as I did I managed to slide her skirt a
little further up her legs. Nearly, oh, but oh so close,
I'd only been a whisker away from seeing her panties, but
as I kneeled there trying to see if there was anything to
see she slid her skirt back and pointed to a little mark
on her thigh that looked to me as though it had been
there since birth. I wasn't complaining though because I
could now see her panties, certainly not school- girl
panties, and she damned well knew it. As an aside I
thought to myself wouldn't she look nice in a pair of my
lace panties.
Shall I show you my bottom and without waiting for an
answer she'd turned round with her skirt in the air and
showed me her bottom, very pretty indeed.

I now have a problem, should I tell Helen or keep her to
myself. Perhaps until I see how it goes I'll operate
alone but if I did Helen would want to know where I was
all the time. OK, that means I have to introduce her to
Helen as well but that's OK, Helen will go for this
little piece of work.

Come over to the commandant's tent in about ten minutes
and with that I'd left her to pull her skirt down. I
scurried back to find Helen so I could tell her we had a
sweetie coming over so she, Helen, could have a look at
her wounds from the races. I filled her in with what I
considered relevant information including the fact that
she'd shown me her panties without blushing. We discussed
our point of attack or how we would get her clothes off
so we could inspect her fully. Helen wasn't very keen on
that approach but offered to leave it to me and if I had
any success she'd come over to help.

Katerina appeared at the tent but knowing the protocol
she rang the little bell located about ten yards away and
I opened the door flap of the tent and invited her
inside. Let's have a look at the damage Helen had said
and Katerina lifted her skirt without any qualms and
turning round she showed us her bottom. I heard Helen
suck her breath in as Katerina's lovely little arse came
into view. As Helen examined her I wasn't far off rushing
off to the toilet myself. Doesn't look too bad but let
Madeline apply some cream to your skin. Helen had
chickened out and left the real approach to me. She
passed me the cream and I'd pointed Katerina to a chair
so she could rest while I applied the cream. As I applied
it to her thigh I thought I felt her wriggle a little so
l moved a little higher hoping for more information from
her, it would be involuntary I'm sure, I didn't think
she'd ever been "taken" by a girl before. Most of these
young girls were very brave but when it came down to it
they invariably ran for their lives.

However, despite the little tremors as I'd started to
apply the cream she now had herself under control and she
was pointing me to a spot even higher. She claimed to be
shy in front of Helen so I shooed her outside the tent
and continued with the application. She'd pointed to a
little spot almost in her panties that could not have
appeared within the last hour and when I moved her
panties she'd asked me if it would be easier if she took
them off. Would it? Oh damn yes it would. She stood up
and took them off and sat down again but I helped her up,
I didn't want any part of this girl's lower body hidden
by something as ordinary as a chair.

I tucked her skirt in the waist- band so it wouldn't be
in the way as I searched for more spots with my fingers
opening her pussy. That seemed to entertain her, that's
if the sudden intake of breath was any indication and
when my finger found it's way almost to her pussy it was
then she lowered herself on to it. Oh dear, I'm "cumming"
for her, not in that dramatic way that whooshes out of
your pussy but just that kind of a gentle dribble. Am I
the only female that seems to have several different
levels of orgasm? Well, if I was `cumming" for her she
was "cumming" for me and it was dribbling down my finger
and on to the palm of my hand. When she saw me lift my
hand to my mouth she gave me a lovely smile and a very
nice "ooh" sound, I presume that meant she was satisfied.
I think we'd better call Helen in for a final examination
and I went to the tent door flap and called her inside
saying that I think she's alright but perhaps, as the
senior person, she should make the final appraisal.

Helen looked as though her "boiler was going to burst",
she was as red as a beetroot. I pointed to where I'd had
my finger a little while ago and taking her index finger
in my hand I guided it straight into Katerina's pussy.
Again Katerina lowered herself, this time onto Helen's
rigid finger and with very slow movements the two of them
proceeded to masturbate the girl to orgasm. This time we
all shared her "cum". Apart from my own, I hadn't tasted
something as young as this before. Perhaps it's like wine
that gets better as it ages. If that's the case when she
gets to twentyfive this girl will taste like nectar of
the gods. Her ordeal now over we had to help her sit down
saying that the first time was always the most trouble
and when she lost her virginity it would be painful. She
smiled that little girl smile as she explained she'd lost
it some years ago at a sleep over with friends. The elder
sister of the girl giving the party had kindly assisted
her.

Both Helen and I were attracted to this girl but we'd not
seen her without her clothes and that's what we wanted.
So far we had her panties off and both of us secretly
wanted to kiss pussy but maybe I was jumping to
conclusions there, maybe Helen didn't but I most
certainly did. Leaving Helen to continue with the
"examination" I'd walked across to the tent lines and saw
her tent captain and told her we were keeping Katerina in
our tent for the night just in case anything flared up.

Something did flair up, it was me, I put Katerina to bed
in between Helen and I that evening (Sunday)and I
whispered to Helen she's mine first. I saw her smile,
that's Katerina not Helen, and I was thinking I'll soon
wipe that smile of your face my pretty one. I put my arms
around her and that seemed to please her, she snuggled in
to me and I could hold her breasts and then my hand
wandered down to her pussy. It sounds as though I'm in a
hurry doesn't it but I've been told that you should
"strike whilst the iron is hot". Is that one of those old
wives tales? Don't really know but nevertheless I'm going
to strike now. I want this girl now and then Helen will
have her and then perhaps I'll have Helen again or is all
of this just wishful thinking?

There were no complaints from Katerina when I went down
on her. I think she was rather pleased if her responses
were any indication. She'd never had her pussy kissed or
licked or sucked before with such enthusiasm and when I
fingered her I wondered if that's all she's had? I was
being very kind and not being too aggressive but the way
her hips were swivelling underneath me gave me the
impression that she was really into this and wanted more
and more. At the first sign of fluid leaving her pussy I
dipped my finger in her as far as I could reach and
smeared it around her pubic area for later. If she
couldn't take both of us we could at least get another
taste off her body. But, I was far too engrossed in her
pussy with my lips sucking her into my mouth and
delighting in the sounds she made in response. Her
bucking was increasing in enthusiasm so much so that now
and again I lost her and had to practically fight to get
back to her. I hadn't thought to ask her earlier if she'd
had anal sex so I thought I'd try it and see what
happened, "nothing ventured" as they say and "nothing
gained". I lubricated my finger in her pussy, which by
now, was sloppy with juices so it would be no trouble
slipping one in her bottom. As I withdrew it and slid it
in her bottom she raised herself whether to give me
easier access or for some other reason I didn't know just
then but it soon became apparent that it was giving me an
opening to give her more.

She's only young I was thinking but then it crossed my
mind that she was probably only a couple of months
younger than me. I now had lots of experience and she
seemed to be in a similar category of girl as I am, a
horny little bitch. I progressed to kissing her on her
lips while I manipulated her pussy with my fingers and as
we were kissing she said "can I stay the night with you
Madeline? This was what might be called an early request,
it still being daylight. Sorry darling, Helen wants to
taste you too at which she sighed and repeated that she
wanted to stay with me. All of this was going on while
our lips were practically glued together so it's possible
that Helen didn't hear us but I did and I wanted her to
stay with me too.

During all of this Helen had been sat patiently playing
with her breasts and pussy so I moved away from Katerina
even though she reached out to me asking me to stay with
her but it was clearly Helen's turn. I was in for a
little shock as Helen started to show some of what she'd
learned both from Kerry and I and, perhaps, even from her
husband. Her lips moved to Katerina's lips and rather
than kissing her she was nibbling at her, the effect on
her was remarkable as she pushed her lips out even
further so that Helen has more to nibble at. Probably as
a result of her playing with her breasts previously she
didn't need very much more to arouse her and certainly
I'd left Katerina in a very receptive mood. I stood over
Helen and pulled her shorts down and then her panties.
Her bottom looked like two snow white globes just so
tempting and lovely, just ready for a kiss. As you know,
I'm not one to waste a golden opportunity like this so I
knelt at the side of them and put my tongue right between
her buttocks trying to gain access but she was too tight
at the moment, I would have to reposition her so I could
get reasonable access.

I needed a better position for what I wanted to do so I
asked her to let Katerina climb on top. Katerina was all
for it and showed her adaptability by immediately moving
down to catch Helen unawares. I don't think Helen was
expecting Katerina to attack her so soon but that didn't
change the situation because I noticed a nice smile on
her face. I moved my face rather than to her bottom but
alongside Katerina's so we could share kisses when she
could drag her face away from Helens pussy. This is all
going so wonderfully, Katerina's face was now beginning
to show the results of her efforts on Helen and as she
turned her face to me I could get both the smell and the
taste of Helen directly from Katerina's mouth and tongue.
By this time all three of us were in a state of euphoria,
could there be anything nicer than three women bringing
each other off.

Nobody was playing with me unfortunately. I had to
satisfy myself by searching for Katerina's pussy from the
rear. Yes, it's lovely and juicy so sinking my fingers,
she proved to be quite capable at taking a little more
than I'd expected, into her and moving them, with my
fingers crooked like a hook, both backwards and forwards
and at the same time from side to side. Both of these
girls were fast approaching orgasm and in an effort to
make sure that Katerina enjoyed it to the fullest I gave
her another finger making three in all. She was in a
difficult position because she'd been pressing her pussy
against the floor or the mattress and now that I was
giving her a little more from the rear she decided that
she needed to lift herself up to get all the benefits of
my fingers.

Shortly, both of the girls gave a sigh as they jointly
had their orgasms. It meant a good deal to me because now
that we'd sort of enrolled Katerina in the "club" we
could send her back to her own tent and Helen and I could
return to our favourite pastime of me making her (Helen)
squeal.

Having had a nice young girl for the afternoon it was now
time for me to consider Helen's welfare. Whilst both she
and I had benefited from the comforts of a nice young
woman we both knew that she was still a long way from
being trained. We'd been sharing our time, apart from the
time with her husband and the odd occasion with Kerry, so
we were well aware of each other's talents in the lesbian
bedroom. She was still nice and juicy from her activities
with Katerina so I wanted to share what ever was left to
clean up.

I was feeling quite romantic and that being the case my
assault on Helen was not as serious as you would have
imagined. I was feeling much like I had on a number of
previous occasions when I'd been almost timid with her.
Knowing how she felt about me, I was feeling extremely
aroused and my poor nipples and breasts were prominent
and tender. I would have liked her to kiss my breasts but
with the way they were feeling just now I was going to be
cautious. As you know, I'm the one who makes the demands
on my partners but in this present mood and, perhaps,
because Katerina had taken the edge of my desire I felt
as though I wanted to be "loved". Helen had noticed my
apparent reluctance to move to her and she was taking the
opportunity to cuddle me.

I snuggled into her feeling her breasts against me and
her lips resting just gently on mine but with the lack of
resistance from me she took advantage and her kisses
became more aggressive. Quite against the grain this was
precisely what I wanted and so I succumbed to her.
Rolling me on my back she continued with the kisses
drawing her slightly moist tongue along my lips and then
back again. Wow, I was definitely in a very receptive
mood and my body moved closer to her and my mouth opened
for her. Helen acknowledged that this was her day, her
hand took a firm grip on my breast and when I sighed she
knew she was on a good thing. Her finger moved down to my
groin and I must have moaned although I didn't realise it
but her finger gently moved around my pussy. I could feel
my desire reawakening as I opened my legs for her to have
better access but she didn't enter me as I'd hoped, her
finger continued with it's gentle caress around and
around my mound. I attempted to pull her head back down
to mine for more kisses but knowing that I was now quite
aroused for her she was prepared to make me wait.

Isn't it funny, after all my aggression with Katerina and
Helen earlier, here I was practically begging for Helen
to make love to me but such is the reversal of desires. I
was lay almost in the manner of a supplicant, arms spread
and legs spread waiting for something to happen. I wasn't
fussy what it was as long as it was something sexual but
this tormenting movement of her finger around my mound
was driving me absolutely crazy. Her teasing finger was
assisted by the tip of her tongue circling round my
nipple and as I tried to force her down so she could take
all of it in her mouth she bit me, only gently but
nevertheless painfully, on the nipple. I groaned at her
cruelty but like lots of other women slight cruelty was
very arousing to me.

I opened my eyes to look at her and as she smiled back at
me it was almost as if she was saying "now it's my turn".
Indeed it was, what had brought this on me? I have no
idea but my mind was in a romantic spin and I desperately
wanted Helen to fuck me. When her finger did eventually
penetrate me I sighed with relief only to find that it
was withdrawn equally as slowly leaving me with an empty
feeling. One finger shouldn't have made me feel full but
it's absence made me feel distinctly empty. I searched
for her hand but she'd moved it clear away from my groin
so it was almost as though I was going to ask for it back
and I wasn't only going to have to say please I would
have to do much more. Would I, perhaps, have to promise
to do whatever she wanted me to do to her later?

So far as she'd taken me this afternoon and early evening
she could have done anything to me and frankly I would
have quite liked it if she'd given me a good smack but
none was forthcoming. Unexpectedly, she'd reached under
me and put her finger in my bottom but her finger was dry
and having done the same thing to another woman before I
now realised how much I must have hurt her.

She moved away from me to the office table and sat in the
chair. She called me over and indicated that I was to sit
on her knee. She made me take her breast out of her shirt
and put her nipple in my mouth. Under ordinary
circumstances this would have been an immense pleasure
but right at that moment it was not fun because I wanted
her to suck me somewhere, I didn't care where just so
long as she had some part of my body in her mouth.

As I was sucking her breast her free hand had slipped
under my skirt and was now slowly approaching my pussy
again. Yes please darling, I was almost at the point of
begging her to put it inside me but as it neared my pussy
she stopped, pulled her breast out of my mouth, kissed me
with her mouth wide open, presumably to increase my
desire, then left my mouth and pushed her nipple back in
it.

I don't know how I withstood this onslaught from her, she
was being cruel in the way that I'd been cruel to other
women, teasing them and enjoying myself in, I suppose, a
most sadistic way. Could it have been that after I'd
seduced her in the first place she now wanted to show me
that, minister's wife or not, she now had found the
sexual courage to make me, her teacher, suffer as she had
during our earlier meetings.

Yes, I was suffering, my breasts which generally feel
`full" when I'm having intercourse, were crying out for
some fondling and my pussy was also needing attention.
Her finger had approached me but it had faltered before
it had got there and now, I was trying to wriggle my
bottom down toward her stiff finger to find penetration
and some relief.

Another little smack on my behind and I was told to stand
next to her. What could be going to happen to me now but
it should have been no surprise when she did eventually
slip her stiffened finger straight into me. Putting one
hand on my shoulder she pulled me down straight onto her
finger and knowing how aroused I was it was not hard for
her to realise that I'd start to fuck it myself. Picture
me, knees bent gasping and holding on to the table as I
kept lowering myself on to her finger bringing myself
closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to prevent it from
coming but I was unsuccessful, it came with a roar
leaving me with trembling knees and practically falling
to the ground. Being in a standing position it was not
hard for Helen to swivel me around so that my crotch was
near to her mouth. Just a little adjustment to her
sitting position and her mouth could very nearly drink
from me now.

Her body leaned forward just that little bit and her
tongue reached out and touched pussy licking `cum" from
me at her leisure. She made a grab for me before I fell
to the floor and lowering me she let me fall back to the
air mattresses I could rest. Checking on the time she
must have decided that she still had plenty of time with
me before she needed to go out and show herself to the
other girls. Meanwhile, I was oblivious to all to the
camp activities, I was shattered but when she'd looked at
her watch she must have been timing how long she had at
her disposal because she knelt on the air mattress and
brought her mouth down to me gently kissing me on the tip
of my nose.

Oh darling I'd said, that was really wonderful but I need
to rest now. Smiling again, she came down and kissing me
on the lips her hand searched under my skirt again
feeling for that very wet opening between my legs. Her
fingers seemed to be very attracted to that damp spot and
almost without my permission my legs opened again for her
allowing the access that she so obviously needed. Only
just a little more persuasion and not only did my legs
open for her but my body was reaching up to give her more
access and let her find more depth.

It was just a matter of course that my `cum" would be
virtually on the doorstep and now it came, not a torrent
as before but a gentle throbbing in my lower belly that
said here it comes. Now, I really was absolutely finished
and nothing in this world could bring me to orgasm again
this afternoon. What I desperately needed was a nice hot
shower but how to escape Helen? If I let her take me
across to the ladies it could almost be guaranteed that
she'd take me again and frankly I didn't want to hurt her
feelings by telling her I didn't want her.

However, she did help me across there and helped me with
my clean clothes and removing my soiled ones. The hot
water was so lovely, just letting it cascade down my head
and shoulders was helping to remove the aches and pains
in my body. I suppose I sound selfish talking about aches
and pains if you considered how I'd got them but I think
I'd let myself in for far too much. Is this how I'd
treated other women that I'd had sex with and did they
feel as I did right now after having been with me?

Freshly showered and dressed in clean underwear, skirt
and blouse I felt ready to face the world again if only I
didn't have to go into dinner this evening. I felt as
though I'd be OK with just an ice cream for dinner. When
the gong rang I strolled across and asked for a cup of
ice cream with strawberry flavouring and as the ice cream
melted I stirred the strawberry into it turning it a nice
appealing pink colour. Sitting on a bench just outside
the canteen and surveying the world I spotted Katerina
but before I could turn away she spotted me and called
out to me. Hey Madeline, she'd called can I join you? Hey
yes it's OK, but really what I wanted was for her to stay
away at this time. I knew that the closeness of her would
be too much to handle just at that time, she'd not long
come from the showers herself and once she'd sat bedside
me I thought my resolve to avoid sex at all costs tonight
would fly out the window.

Persuasively she talked sex with me and for goodness sake
I was the one being all girly. She was definitely coming
on to me and I was blushing like a teenager. Was it the
way that Helen had taken earlier or was a changing? I
certainly now wanted katerina to make love to me but
rather than face Helen in the tent too I let Katerina
take me round behind the bathhouse and kneeling in front
of me she just moved my panties aside whilst she licked
and sucked and poked at my pussy. I still had no idea
what had happened to me, not at all like me to want
someone else to abuse my pussy in this way but aroused me
to the state where I asked her to make me "cum" and when
she did and I'd recovered I asked her to come to the
tent.

When Helen arrived back there later she found Katerina on
top of me kissing my nipples with her free hand massaging
my pubic area. The view apparently turned Helen on so
much that she felt she had to join with Katerina in doing
whatever they wanted to me. So passed most of the week, I
was their plaything and they took me often and in the
most unusual places. Katerina seemed to favour among the
trees just having me standing while she licked and sucked
my pussy. Helen favoured me in the tent and on a couple
of other occasions Katerina joined her as well. Frankly,
I was beginning to feel exhausted and I had been looking
forward to going home. I needed a rest from all of this
and no matter how I'd enjoyed it I was still having
difficult in coming to terms with my new personality that
made me a sitting target for these two women.

Nobody was more pleased than I when it was time to leave.
Seemingly against my judgement I'd made myself available
to these two women for a whole week, I can't say it was
against my will because they'd only had to beckon me and
there I was flat on my back with my legs apart and
generally something inside me.

I was getting my rucksack filled when Katerina came to
the tent and without sounding the bell she entered and
kissed me. Oh god what's wrong with me? Her hand flew
straight to my groin and she started to caress me my
pussy moved forward to meet her hand. Slut she'd called
me and turning to the door she'd called back expect me to
fuck you more often when we get back to school. I'd
started to tremble at the feel of her hand between my
legs but she'd walked away without satisfying me.

When the loading of the trucks was completed Helen and I
were the last to climb aboard and she made sure that she
sat next to me but as we looked toward the back of the
bus counting heads Katerina smiled at us, both of us I
think, perhaps she was thinking that when we got back
she'd have both of us at the same time. I guessed that
when I'd been busy Katerina had probably had a little fun
with Helen but, of course, I hadn't been told so I didn't
know who the aggressor had been.

Lots of parents waiting when we arrive back at the church
and school grounds and without to much wasted time the
girls were all on their way home. Katerina waved as she
drove away with her mother and I wondered if she'd tell
her mother about her exploits. Helen and I loaded our
stuff into her car and we set off to the hostel where I
lived.

She helped me up the stairs with the rucksack and other
things that I'd taken and when I let us into the door she
immediately took me in her arms saying that I'd really
surprised her letting both her and Katerina have their
way with me. As she went to kiss me it was almost as
though a door had shut and another opened, my submissive
feeling had seemingly disappeared to be replaced with my
former feeling of confidence. I pushed her away and when
she looked disappointed I explained that what ever had
happened to me at the camp was now dissipating and a
feeling of again being in control of my life had
returned. Was it the fact that we'd been in a strange
place for a little time or was it now that I'd returned
to my home, even if it was only a hostel, that my former
confidence was returning.

I told her to make a cup of tea while I changed into
something clean and when I returned to my living room
area shed' made the tea and put it on the table. Again
she tried to kiss me but I held her at bay and I searched
her face for some help in how she may feel about the way
I'd been in camp. She confessed that she had been worried
especially when I'd let Katerina have her way with me so
frequently wondering whether she'd lost HER Madeline. The
only response I could give her was to give me a few
minutes to gather my thoughts and when she went to leave
my assertiveness had returned when I told her to come
back, I didn't want her to leave just yet. We sat at the
table for over an hour while I tried to explain what had
happened but of course I couldn't, it was a mystery to me
too. When she did get up to leave my assertiveness showed
itself as I took her in my arms and kissed her as I would
have done just a short week ago. The kiss was obviously
enough to make her change her mind and I led her to the
bed where I demonstrated to her that things were back to
normal.

Needless to say, the sex under my tutelage and guidance
was brilliant and I was secretly delighted that I was
back in my normal stride. If the expression on her face
and the moans she let out whilst I was making love to her
were any indication of her satisfaction I'd done an
absolutely fantastic job. Now, that raised a query, I'd
said making love, not fucking her, did that represent
another change in my attitude.

She stayed the night with me. The lovemaking continued
almost without interruption. I don't know whether she was
delighted with my performance but I certainly was to
think that only a couple of days ago I would have been
prostrate whilst she had me down. I left her for a little
while so I could shower again and change my clothes but I
had to smell my panties before I threw them in the
laundry basket. The smell in them was mine, not after
some other woman had made me cum but because I'd made
love to another woman and at the same time I had been
aroused to the extent that I'd `cum" of my own volition.
Than goodness I seemed to be back to "normal".

Breakfast was eaten at the table as I laid her down with
a towel under her and I consumed her without any
condiments at all the taste of her pussy being quite
enough for me. At last she said she must go home but
she'd ring me later when she knew what Martin was doing
and if it was at all possible she would be back again. I
didn't let her go that far, I was going with her and if
Martin was home that would be tough luck for me but if he
wasn't. Wow! My lady was in for some more of the same.
Then perhaps, we could ring Kerry to see if she had any
plans that could be altered.