Date: Wed, 09 Apr 2003 19:14:37 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan Subject: The Scout Leader and Sarah-Jane (Adult Youth, Camping f/F) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a teenager and a woman. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2003 Jan, All Rights Reserved. Please mail to janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future stories. The Scout Leader and Sarah-Jane By Jan Girl Scout Troop 224 out of Fredericksburg, Va. was camping in the mountains to the west for a week. Like most Girl Scout Troops they made sure the camp location had running water, bathrooms and showers. Sarah-Jane had earned her Gold Scout Award by fourteen. She still enjoyed being involved with the troop. She was acting as an Assistant Leader. In her position she was considered an adult. She was billeted with the Scoutmaster. The tent they had was a heavy water proofed canvas. They each had a metal cot on either side of the tent. The tent had one dangling light bulb in the middle of the tent. Between the cots was a wooden clothes closet that they shared. The floor of the tent was wood. The summers in Virginia are typically rainy and hot. Sarah-Jane was helping the younger girls with their gear on the first day there. As a result she got soaked in a rainstorm. By the time it got dark and they had a campfire she was running a temperature. The smoke from damp wood did not help her throat either. After all the girls were bedded down the Scoutmaster came back to the tent to find Sarah-Jane still in her wet uniform and shaking. Mrs. Barnes helped her out of her clothes and put her in the sleeping bag. Then she took off her own uniform. When she was naked she placed the back of her hand on the girls forehead. It was hot to the touch. She told Sarah-Jane the only thing to do was get in her bag with her to share her body heat. She opened the bag and got in. Not before Sarah-Jane got a good look at Mrs. Barnes body. Mrs. Barnes was about thirty-five years old. Her brown hair was cut so that it tapered from her jaw to her shoulders in back. She had brown eyes and full lips. Her body was a little plump and had a few moles scattered around. Sarah-Jane could not help notice the two moles on her right breast. They were close to the areola. Her areolas were a rich brown color that contrasted her creamy skin. Mrs. Barnes had shaved her pubis into a vertical strip of close-cropped patch of brown hair no more than one inch wide and two inches long. Her labia lips hung down from her opening like a thick fringe. When she opened the sleeping bag she admired the body of Sarah- Jane. Sarah was a tall, slender girl. She also had dark brown hair that cascaded down her back. Her breasts were small for her age a firm 34-B. She still had the tight butt of a boy and legs that looked long for her body. Her pubis was unshaved and the hairs ran between her legs to ring her anus. Mrs. Backer scooted into the bag and drew the girl into her arms. Sarah-Jane felt the naked legs wrap around her body. With her face so close the breasts mature woman she could smell her perfume between her tits. With the sleeping bag pulled up almost over her head she could also smell the unmistakable odor of their cunts. As her body absorbed the heat on the woman's body her temperature returned to normal. Mrs. Backer had her cheek resting on her forehead. Then Mrs. Backer moved her hands down the small of the girl's back. Sarah-Jane felt the fingers slip between the sweaty crack of her butt. She pulled the girl even closer as she sought out the sphincter. Then Mrs. Backer started rubbing her cunt against the top leg of the girl. Rather than being upset Sarah-Jane could not resist feeling the soft flesh of the woman's breasts. She had the bottom arm under the body of the woman, so she used the free hand to trace the areola of the breast. Mrs. Backer removed her hand from the bottom long enough to feed the tit to the open mouth of the girl. When the girl was sucking like a baby she returned her finger to the sphincter. Not before Sarah smelled her own butt on the finger. Sarah let go of the wet nipple and turned her head up to kiss the woman on the mouth. When she stuck her tongue into the woman's mouth, the woman sucked on it like it was a Popsicle. She has to remove her hand to reach behind herself to pull the zipper down. With the bag open she opened it up so that she could look at the body of the girl by the moon light coming in the window flap of the tent. When she moved her head down the slim body she placed her finger in the girl's mouth. Sarah-Jane could taste her own shit on the finger as the woman bit each of her nipples and her flat belly on her way to the tangle of dark hair. Sarah was moaning in her joy of the feeling of the woman's mouth and tongue working on her clitoris and vagina. Mrs. Backer removed her finger from the girl's mouth so that she could place her hands on the backs of the girl's thighs and lift her legs up. She rolled the long legs back until the knees were next to Sarah-Jane's ears. Then she did something that Sarah- Jane had never thought off. She stuck her tongue into the asshole of the girl. Sarah-Jane bit her tongue as she climaxed. She actually felt juices leek from the opening of her cunt. Mrs. Backer either smelled it or felt it on her face. She lapped up every drop like a kitten lapping milk. When Mrs. Backer moved back up to cover them up with the bag, Sarah could smell her cunt juice on the woman's face. They both fell asleep with their arms around each other as if they feared that other might get away. In the morning the light and heat woke them up early. Sarah-Jane watched as Mrs. Backer put on her uniform without underpants. She wondered why. But she did the same thing. They went through the normal routine of watching the girls make breakfast before they returned to the adult area and had breakfast with the other women. When the girls broke up into groups to do their things, Sarah-Jane stayed close to Mrs. Backer. By the time the girls were back in camp having lunch Mrs. Backer and Sarah-Jane slipped away to the forest. They found a cool stream and sat on the warm rocks together. Mrs. Backer pulled the girl around so that she was face down between her legs. She tossed her skirt over her head as the girl paid omega to the pussy of her lover. When Mrs. Backer reversed position she added a finger in the asshole of the girl to add to her thrill. That night after the girls were in bed, the women sat around talking. The women that smoked were dying for a cigarette. They lit up and filed their lungs with smoke. They had a satisfied look on their faces as they blew the smoke out of their lungs. After some of the women had gone to bed. The remaining women were a select group of Mrs. Backer's friends. The conversation around the campfire turned to sex. Sarah-Jane was surprised at the casual way they talked about sex. They were talking about witch ones of the scouts turned them on and what they would like to do with them, as Mrs. Backer placed her arm around her waist. One of the women asked Mrs. Backer if she had introduced Sarah-Jane to the inner-circle? In answer Mrs. Backer simply lifted Sarah-Jane's skirt to show them her naked crotch. Sarah-Jean was a little embarrassed when the woman nearest her reached out and ran her long slender finger between her vagina lips. Then she smelled her finger and said, "Tasty my Dear." Then she looked at Mrs. Backer and asked if she was going to share Sarah-Jane with them. Mrs. Backer chuckled and said, "Not this week! I want her to myself for now." With that she took Sarah-Jane by the hand and led her to their tent. I hope you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like told please send your mail to janmay699@icqmail.com