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It was another weekend in southern Maryland. Montgomery County was just north of DC, affluent, and having one of the most educated communities in the United States. Northern Virginia was close just across the Potomac, and at Einstein High School, academics were rigorous. Some parents would send their kids to private prep schools, that had annual tuition that cost more than a luxury car. Yet this public school was known as a bastion of higher thinking, and focused on science, technology, engineering, and mathematics. You had to apply to get in there, as only the top 10% ever were allowed into this highly regarded establishment. It was a diverse student body, and there were a lot of clubs and activities.
Yet senior students Emily and Olivia needed more, than just what their school could offer. In addition to studying countless hours, they were good friends and went to the same Girl Scout troop. They lived close to each other, and had practically grown up, as they went from primary to middle to now this gem of schools. Both had college offers, and in a few weeks their high school diploma would be presented to them. These young ladies were very happy about this. They had worked hard to get through the curriculum, and both played the violin. Orchestra for them was a time for their brains to unwind. Emily was set to attend Yale, while Olivia would be going to MIT.
For years Emily had been intrigued with the architecture, and reputation of Yale. Soon she'd be going to New Haven. While this wasn't the prettiest city of Connecticut, it was a Ivy League school where she was signed up to be a biology major. After that she pondered premed, but at this point, she was excited about the upcoming year. Her parents Charlie and Lisa were thrilled, as that's where they had met as college students, but to their credit they never pressured their daughter to go to their alma mater. They had her apply to a number of schools, all of which accepted her, but Yale was her dream come true.
With her brown hair and athletic body, Emily knew how to turn heads. Her confidence was like cocaine to people she interacted with, and she was homecoming queen. At 5'10 she was tall, and had used her long legs to letter in track, cross country, and volleyball. A natural athlete, the boys even the most polite, were tongue tied when she was around. She always found this funny. Plus she didn't really have time for the fuss, although just like any young woman, she had quite the sex drive. Unbeknownst to her fellow students, she watched a lot of lesbian porn, and would regularly get wet looking at fellow young ladies in the locker room. Yet she kept her sexuality secret, despite the swelling of her crotch, as she saw good looking women in various forms of undress.
Olivia was driven too. Tall also at 5'9, with long blond hair, her Slavic cheekbones made her even sexier. Her parents had emigrated from Russia, and as a first generation American, she sometimes had conflicts with her parents and their old world ways. Yet they were a loving family, although their house had kind of a cold feeling to it. What they lacked in open radiance, they did through shared experiences. She and her parents were thrilled about MIT, although her father Dmitry had wanted her to go to Colombia. It was in New York City, and close to where his sister and brother lived. Marlana reminded her to follow her dreams, and with her love of math and science, MIT was a easy decision.
Olivias boyfriend wasn't happy with this, as he was set to go to Dartmouth. While only a state away, he was struggling with that impending fact, all high school students know. Mark was so in love with Olivia, and they were very close. They had been together steady since sophomore year, but college would change everything. The previous day they had had sex in his parents house, as they were always working, and the explosion in the condom showed a successful ending. Holding each other tightly, Olivia looked good naked with her perky B cups and shaved pussy. They fell asleep for awhile, but neither discussed the elephant looming over the horizon. The tension was the underlying current, and recently both had become more argumentative.
"You have the tent and air pump?" Olivia asked Emily. "Yes and you have the air mattress?" "Yes." They had camped so many times over the years, and this Girl Scout campout, wasn't their proverbial first rodeo. It was the last trip for them and other seniors, and the program had taught them leadership and survival skills. Both girls had a checklist they always used, and the weekends trip was not rigid schedule wise, although they would be teaching younger scouts axe and saw safety. They both were helpful, and liked passing on their knowledge. The leaders appreciated their efforts, as it made their stress levels go down, and both girls hitched a ride in the Thompson family van. Amelia was a year younger than them, but all got along splendidly, and were ready for the forty five minute trip.
As Mr Thompson drove, the girls discussed their dreams, and what they hoped to get out of this campout. Also they went over makeup, and Mr Thompson rolled his eyes, leading to laughter as he took the back roads. It was a caravan of vehicles, as this trip would be a big one, with lots of young ladies and some adults making their way to the woods. Most had been to the Girl Scout camp just outside of Thurmont, and the views of the Catoctin Mountains and streams were phenomenal. They had showers and bathrooms too, so it wasn't exactly roughing it. Mr Thompson was one of the parents volunteering, and all of the girls thought he was a lot of fun. He also was good for solid life advice, and the girls loved the smell of his pipe in the evenings.
Arriving in semi darkness this Friday, the scouts got to work right away. If you were watching from the clouds, these ants building tents and putting up tarps would be interesting viewing. There were many military guidelines in the program, and the efficiency of set up and take downs was impressive. As per tradition, they believed in the outdoor code of leave no trace. In laypersons terms, leave the area cleaner than you found it. This was a wonderful concept, and all of the scouts believed in and executed it flawlessly. Soon air mattresses were being blown up by machines, and the girls built a gigantic campfire for later on. As usual skits and jokes would be told, and s'mores were always on the menu.
The fire was impressive. Emily and Olivia sat next to each other, as each patrol did their skits. Along with one other graduating senior, they each had a few moments to say "wishes and advice " for fellow scouts. All of these young ladies, and the parents present, had known each other for years. There were tears out of Emily and Olivias blue eyes, and from so many around the fire for this rite of passage. Nothing in life is permanent, and their scoutmaster Mrs. Moore thanked them, and presented them with small gifts and best wishes. The whole troop sang a song in their honor, and it was mesmerizing although to a degree a reminder time was up.
Taps played, and it was lights out. Emily had brought the extra large orange Coleman tent, along with the king sized inflatable mattress. Before rolling out, Olivia picked up bedsheets and a blanket, so they wouldn't have to use those wretched sleeping bags. Each had a pillow, and just like other campouts, they kept a dull light on and talked a bit. Both were discussing college, and Emily had a hard time, keeping her eyes off of her bra less friend in a white shirt. Plus those lace panties and legs got her swollen up, but she tried to focus on what Olivia was saying about her boyfriend. Emily agreed with her, wait a few weeks before college, then "take a break." Emily really liked Mark, as he let her tag along with them, and plus he was a funny guy to be around.
One thing though was when Olivia brought up their sex life. Emily paid attention intently, and felt sorry that her friend "faked her orgasms" with her boyfriend. Apparently Olivia liked how sex felt, but Mark "rarely went down on her, and didn't seem to understand where her clit was." Emily made her laugh by comparing it, to boys aim on the toilet. They both agreed there were better things in life, and Olivia noticed that Emily had highlighted some of her brown hairs in a platinum blonde color. "I like it." Emily thanked her, and about a hour of conversation, they both crashed out in the country clean air.
The sun radiance warmed up the campsite, and as it rose, so did the scouts. There were no creepy crawlers last night, although the girls were pleased to see deer off in the distance. Breakfast was made by each patrol. Some were quite elaborate, but Olivia and Emily's patrol was pancakes and bacon. Orange juice along with water, the troop was ready for their five mile hike. It was a favorite of many, due to its views of nearby Sugarloaf Mountain, and the rolling countryside for miles. They made the trek in good time, and then practically waltzed back to camp for lunch.
Emily was feeling twitchy thinking of her friends breasts, scent, and eyes from the previous evening. Good thing she wasn't wearing tights. She had dreamed of making love to Olivia, and woke up soaking, almost insatiable until finally walking it off. There was a lunch of sandwiches and chips, and then Emily, Olivia, and Amelia being the graduates, would get the honors of helping younger girls get their totem chip. This was for knife, saw, and axe safety. Emily was in charge of the axe, while Olivia drew the good straw for pocket knives, and Amelia had to use the wrist hurting saws. Multiple times too. Yet for a couple hours, the class went well, and the girls got a break to take hot showers.
Dirt and grime went down the shower drain. Emily enjoyed touching herself and her trimmed black pubes, as the water hit her swollen up clot. A few stalls over Amelias chunky frame required a bit more soap. Olivia was letting the hot water hit her, and she found this relaxing. Her purple nails and toenails looked good still, and she thought about how good her friend looked last night with the platinum change. Plus she had to admit the flowery perfume did, cause her to feel funny. All took a million hours to wash up, dry their hair, and apply makeup. Yet in their scout uniforms, this brought some equality from a visual standpoint. Young ladies out, dinner on the Coleman grills, and another campfire. This one was far more relaxing. Other than a scoutmaster's minute, mostly girls conversing and laughing. Olivia and Emily certainly were, and Olivia was happy that Emily was going to "give her some advice tonight." Although both the same age, Emily was looked up to her by her friend for years.
There were some coyote howls in the distance, along with numerous bird calls. These were part of the woods, so no one was concerned about them, except the younger scouts who were reassured. Olivia was wearing a tight white t shirt on with no bra, with pink panties on, checking her phone for text messages. Service was intermittent, and she had a hard time accessing Facebook. As she started to play a online word game, she heard the zipper of the tent. Seeing the red nails she knew it was Emily, who said hi to her as she sat next to her on the air mattress. Her brown long hair was up in a pony tail, and she also was wearing a white shirt. Olivia could see her big breasts and hard nipples, and the orange panties on, that showed long legs with lucious looking feet.
She started to play on her phone for awhile, but put it down, and asked "how can I help you and Matt improve your sex fun?" Olivia was slightly jarred by her directness, but that was Emily being Emily. "Can you draw him a picture of where and what a clit looks like?" Both girls laughed, and yet within those smiles, was the scent of perfumes and pheromones mixing together. Even though the tent and mattress was huge, for both girls it seemed to be shrinking, and Emily said "have you ever been with another girl?" It was a lightning bolt, and Olivias nipples got hard, and she felt a bit warm and also different. "No I haven't. Have you?" Emily's smile confirmed that was a yes, and she quietly said, "women know what other women want." She moved closer, and Olivia was waiting to be woken up from this dream. Yet this really was happening. She didn't want to cheat on her boyfriend, but she had gotten off to lesbian porn before, and Emily was a total babe.
She felt Emily touching her hair, and was hypnotized by her blue eyes, with that platinum frosted blonde hair front. Both blue eyes were transfixed, lost on orbit, as they both drew close. Olivia was like a deer in the headlights, as Emily's soft lips kissed hers. Soon though these lips were desired, as both their collective furnaces fired up in a sexual symphony. Tongues soon met, and it felt so damn good. Hand holding, legs together, and Emily was on top making her so anticipating yet with butterflies. Olivia laid there and just let nature take its course, as her friends scent and touch made her feel good. Soon her t shirt was off, and Emily's warm hands made her nipples harder as she kissed Olivias neck. Tongue going down on these perky boobs, and her pink nipples were so hard. It was like ice had touched them, but rather than cold it was pure heat. Olivia started to go into her own underwear, but Emily gently batted her hands away smiling.
Without resistance, she let her friend take her underwear off. Emily was almost paralyzed. She felt her pussy swelling up, her tits harden, and her motor crank on completely out of desire. She put a finger in her mouth, and started to put her fingers on Olivias vagina. Her lips were glistening, and that perfect clit was getting large. A perfect shaved pussy. Oh Mark was so lucky, but now it was her turn as her fingers made Olivia thrash about like a shark brought onto a ship. Olivia couldn't believe how good it felt, and as Emily's tongue went inside her, it was the discovery of a whole new world. She couldn't take it. The heat soaking and ecstasy. This was how it was supposed to be, and with Emily slurping on her clit and touching her legs, the cascade of oceans was inevitable. She was going to have her first sexual experience orgasm, and as Emily lapped away with furious vigor, it was all over as she came with an unprecedented level of intensity.
Olivia bit her lip but smiled. Emily loved her friends taste. Oh the river of juices was in and around her mouth. She went from various intermittent speeds, humming on that clit, that led to more gyrating than she had ever witnessed. As she made her friend soak, her pussy got wetter, and she went all in on her. Olivia had to muffle the screams of pleasure. It was like a river, the mattress was soaked by her and she didn't care, as Emily brought her to a new sexual galaxy that was what she had always wanted. Playing with her breasts, she kept moaning as Emily continued to commandeer her vagina for her desires.
Her friend was insatiable, but Olivia finally sat up and took Emily's shirt off. Those big tits came out. Firm. In her hands, and her mouth. They kissed again and soon Olivia took her companions panties off. Oh yes so that's what her pussy looks like up close. Nice lips with a very visible clit, and she was a pool of juices. It all came on naturally, as while she started to use her fingers, one hand played with Emily's clit. It continued to swell up, and soon she was at first hesitant, but all trepidation left the area immediately. She used her tongue how Emily had, paying close attention to her clit and grabbing her ass in her hands. Emily was losing it. Eyes closed and a million dollar smile. She came repeatedly, and the taste was incredible, as feminine juices aromas filled the tent. Sexual energy and magic were in effect, and they went at it all night.
Emily taught her the joys of scissoring. It had a remarkably good feeling, as rubbing clits together, kissing, with long sweaty hair everywhere was phenomenally hot. Olivia right there had been broken in, and all night they continued to kiss, go down on each other, and become one connected to each other's sex organs. Finally after hours of passion, their batteries spent, they fell asleep in each other's arms naked. Kissing upon waking up, the rest of their summer would be unbelievably hot, as these two friends had something special going on. Their connection was a good one, and the times they spent together, were full of great conversations and activities, but it was behind closed doors or tent, where the fun hit all time levels.