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Badger Summer Camp
By
Jan
Linda got up early to clean the house before it would get too humid. When she was finished she made breakfast for her granddaughter. Linda's granddaughter was spending the summer with her.
As she approached the bedroom door she heard a noise that sounded like the girl was in pain. In her concern she simply opened the door expecting to see the girl in pain. As she opened the door she was confronted by the sight of her granddaughter writhing on top of the bed with her right hand between her slender young legs. She was furiously rubbing her little naked pussy.
When the girl saw her grandmother standing in the door she tried to cover up her naked body. She started crying in shame.
Linda sat down on the side of the bed and assured her grandchild that she was not in trouble. She understood her need. She told her that everyone does it, some more than others. She told her to go ahead and finish what she was doing and then get dressed before coming down to breakfast. She kissed her on the forehead and patted the girl's shoulder before getting up. She closed the door behind her as she returned to the kitchen.
As she went about setting the table and planning on reheating the meal she thought about how she had been introduced to sex when she was her granddaughter's age.
It started when her parents had decided to send her to their Lutheran Church's Summer Camp for two weeks. For her it was a thrilling adventure but she was also apprehensive because it was going to be the first time she would be away from her family.
The Church had provided them with a list of what they were allowed to bring to camp and how to mark everything. They had bought a military type duffle bag to carry everything. She had packed and repacked everything over and over. On the appointed morning she said her tearful goodbyes to her parents as they boarded the old school bus that was taking the girls to the summer camp called Camp Badger located at Platteville, Wisconsin.
Wisconsin became known as the Badger State because the early settlers that arrived in the wildness set up residence by digging caves that reminded them of badger-holes.
The bus ride was an adventure for all of the girls. They were quickly forming friendships. Linda knew a few of them from school but some were older that she did not know. When the bus arrived at the dusty parking lot they were greeted by a couple of girls that looked like they were between 18 and 20 years old.
The older looking girl had a clip board that she held against her chest as she read off the list of names. As each girl responded to her name they were divided up into two groups. The first group was older girls that were between 14 and 16. Linda was in the group that was 10 to 13 years old.
They were introduced to the girls that would be their barracks Captains who were full of enthusiasm as they greeted them. They introduced themselves like they were high school cheer leaders.
They told them to pick up their bags and follow them to the cabins. There were six cabins for the campers, two for staff, a larger one for a dining hall, a craft building and one large storage building.
While they had been taking role, the bus driver had unloaded all of the bags onto the dusty ground. He had departed even before the girls had been segregated by age.
The girls sorted through the pile of bags until they found their own. When they all had their bags in hand they followed their leader to the cabins.
Linda had been drawn to and made friends with three girls. Pamela and Dawn were local Wisconsin girls. Twyla was from Iowa. Pamela was slightly pudgy, with an attractive face. Dawn and Twyla were cute girls. They looked like typical farm girls, sturdy and strong. Their hair was the color of dried wheat fields. The rest of the girls in their cabin were about the same height. None were close to five feet tall.
They got to mix with the older girls when they were out playing games, hiking, and waterfront activities on the lake or during free time when they could make things in the craft shop. That was when they met Kathy and Becky.
They were sisters that were 16 and 15-year olds from Chicago. They were five-seven and five-five respectively. They were both slim. Kathy was the older one and very well developed. They were much more sophisticated that the other girls with street smarts that the country girls from Wisconsin seemed to lack. Linda and her friends did not know what lesbianism was, let alone ever experienced anything like that.
The first time Linda even saw another naked female was in the showers they used for bathing and changing clothes for the waterfront activities. It was embarrassing for her to take off her clothes in front of others. She tried to hide her nakedness at the same time she was fascinated by the differences in the figures of the other girls.
She observed that the girls her age had flat chests or just little bumps. Their little pussies were devoid of hair. Most of their pussies were just little cracks. The older girls had a variety of different sized breasts. Some were small and others very large. The older girls had pubic hair on their pussies. The hair tended to be darker than the hair on their heads. The country girls did not trim their hair. The city girls tended to cut their hair to an even length. Some of them even shaved it into little lines above their cracks or completely off.
Kathy was one of the girls that trimmed her pubic hair into a narrow strip above her crack. Linda also noticed that there were two flaps of skin visible along with a little knob at the top of her crack. Linda tended to stare at her when they were changing clothes or in the showers.
Kathy noticed Linda's fascination with her figure. Rather than being upset she could not resist showing off in front of her. She was not shy about exposing herself in front of the other girls at all. She would turn her body towards Linda and make a show of drying her body. She would place one foot on the bench to expose her pussy to the girl.
One day after they had been on the lake learning to use the canoes Linda was slow getting into the showers Kathy was still there too. As the changing room thinned out Kathy deliberately leaned against the shower walls and used one hand to part her labia while using the fingers of her other hand to rub her pussy.
Linda had never seen anyone masturbate before. She stopped washing herself and stood there under the shower spray just to watch what Kathy was doing. When Kathy reached her climax she was visibly shaken. Linda was fascinated with what had happened. Kathy looked at her and stepped under her shower and placed her hand on the back of Linda's neck and pulled her face close as she bent over and kissed her on the mouth. Linda was shaken by the way Kathy was kissing her. When Kathy released her Linda could hardly keep her balance.
When they went into the changing room to dry off and get dressed there were only a few girls there and they didn't even seem to have noticed what the two of them had done in the shower.
As they got dressed Kathy told Linda, "If you come to my cabin after lights out tonight I will teach you all about how to enjoy yourself. Linda was concerned about the other girls in the cabin seeing what was going on. Kathy assured her that no one would care in her cabin.
That night Linda's heart was pounding. The thought that she was doing something forbidden and might be caught made it into an exciting adventure. She waited until she thought all of the girls in her cabin were asleep before she slipped out of her bunk and tip toed out of the cabin. She headed in the general direction of the bathrooms until she approached the cabin Kathy was in. She turned right and slipped in the door quickly.
It took her a little time for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. She wondered how she was going to find Kathy's bunk as she passed down the middle of the cabin. She could see that all of the girls slept on top of their sleeping bags because of the warm humid nights. The windows were screened because they were open. Moonlight filtered through the windows.
Linda was fascinated by the sight of so many naked teenaged girls lying on top of their cots. When she was passing a window she heard Kathy's soft voice call her name. The naked teenager was sitting up as she patted her bed for her to sit down next to her.
Kathy told her that she was beginning to wonder if she had chickened out. She made room for the girl to lie down next to her on her warm sleeping bag. When Linda was settled down on her back with her head resting on Kathy's left arm she thrilled at the touch of the older girl's lips on her mouth. The older girl used her right hand to lift Linda's baggy T-shirt nightgown. She used her fingers to part Linda's young pussy. She skillfully stimulated her little clit until Linda was shaking through her first climax. It was a good thing Kathy was kissing her because Linda's satisfied moans would have disturbed all of the girls in the cabin.
Little did Linda know that the smell of sex was enough to disturb the girls? Most had woken up the moment she had opened the door. Had Linda opened her eyes she might have been able to see that most of them were masturbating too.
While Linda was discovering about masturbation Becky was teaching her friends about masturbation. She had made friends with Linda's roommates. She had been drawn to Pamela because of her chubbiness. Because of her weight problem she had larger breasts than the other girls her age. She had befriended her quickly and asked her what she knew about sex.
Pamela was totally naive about sex. Becky would talk to her about what sex was like. Pamela was shocked but fascinated about the subject. When Becky offered to teach her she agreed both because she was curious and she felt special that an older girl wanted to be her friend.
One evening Becky invited Pamela to join her on a campout. Becky suggested that they go to a secluded place on the lake that she knew of. They carried their sleeping bags down a trail that circled the lake. Becky knew a place off of the trail that could only be seen from the lake. They unrolled their sleeping bags on a sandy beach.
Becky was first to remove her clothes and recline on top of her bag naked. Pamela was shy about removing her clothes in front of anyone because she had always been teased about being fat. With Becky's encouragement she eventually stripped off her clothes.
Pamela was fascinated by Becky's pussy. Like her older sister she trimmed her pubic hair into a narrow landing strip above her crack. Her breasts were at least a 36-B or C. Pamela was staring at them and Becky could not resist playing with her nipples as she invited Pamela to lie down next to her.
When Pamela did so Becky started kissing her on the face and lips. Pamela could not resist playing with the older girl's breasts. Becky proceeded to slip her hand between Pamela's legs and played with her hairless pussy. Before Pam knew what was going on Becky went down on her and sucked her pussy. Pamela was thoroughly spent by the time Becky finished sucking her pussy. The got dressed and slipped back into camp.
When Pamela slipped back into her cabin she woke up the two girls on either side of her bunk. Dawn and Twyla both wanted to know what she had been doing all night. The three of them headed for the bathroom to talk about what she had been doing. They sat on the cold concrete floor with their backs against the wall as Pamela told them what she had been doing with Becky. They were huddled close together as the girls listened to Pamela tell them about what she had been doing with Becky when Linda slipped in to clean up after her evening with Kathy
Linda had heard enough as she entered to know what Pamela was talking about. At first the three girls feared that Linda would tell on them but Linda assured them that she had spent the evening in the company of Becky's older sister. She told them all about her evening. So Linda and Pamela showed the two other girls how to masturbate before they retreated back to bed.
When the six of them got together the next day they told each other about how they felt about what they had learned. Becky was the one that brought up the subject of dildos. The younger ones were all ears as she told them about them. She had not brought along her personal one but she was sure she could find adequate substitutes. The girls were eager to find out what it would be like to have an object in their own pussies.
Where to find a dildo substitute in the Wisconsin woods became their challenge. Raw fruit and vegetables from the kitchen was the obvious choice.
Linda knew the repairman for the camp. She covertly lifted a couple of screwdrivers by diverting his attention. She knew the plastic handles could be used by them. One of the girls even used the broken handle of a ping-pong paddle. They even used the round plastic shampoo bottle.
The favorite thing they found was a knobby spindle from the leg of an old broken wooden chair. They carefully used a knife to round off the broken end and sanded it smooth before applying a coat of varnish. When it was dry they thrilled at the way their pussies were stretched by the bulbous portions and then closed in at the narrow portions.
They would have one or two girls stand watch while they used the dildos on each other. If they were not using a toy they would take turns sucking each other's pussy.
If any of the camp staff suspected why the six of them were not around a lot they never made an effort to find out what they were doing. The six of them fucked each other like mad with the tools until they had to pack up for the bus ride home.
Kathy and Becky boarded a bus back to Chicago. Twyla was on another bus. At least Linda, Pamela and Dawn were on the same bus. The three of them sat in the back of the bus with all of the duffle bags. They were promising to keep in touch with each other.
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