What He Made Me Do on the School Trip

He was my science teacher . . . and little did I know that he would teach me oh so many naughty things right in the middle of all my friends from school. I had just turned 15 and I thought I was pretty grown up . . .you know a fresh teenager and all that. My boobs were continuing to grow and I was allowed to wear a little makeup . . . sometimes. Willy Flattery down the street had asked me to the movies a few times, but I wasn’t allowed to date yet.

He kissed me once while we were at the basketball courts in the park when no one was around, and I must admit he was a great kisser! It made my little pussy all wet and my nipples poked out the front of my blouse, and I knew when we stopped he had to fumble in his pants and rearrange his cock . . . or at least I thought that’s what he was doing. And that’s about all the experience I had . . . before the school trip.

The whole middle school went to camp in upper Vermont the second week of school. Each year we went to a different place. I guess it had to do with bonding with each other and generating school spirit or something. All I know is that for us kids, it was just an excuse to muck up and have fun for a week!

It was the second day of camp and I had just finished taking a shower. It was a little embarrassing because the showers were outside with no roof . . . just slabs of boards around the outside and about 10 shower nozzles on the outside walls. I fantasized that the boys probably had little peepholes so that they could watch me as I entered the shower room.

There was a place to hang up your clothes on pegs before entering the shower. It was the 8th graders turn to take their showers first at 7:30 A.M. and since I had been at the campfire the night before, my clothes smelled like burnt wood and so did I. I took off my top, and begun to unsnap my bra, somewhat embarrassed. Some of the girls around me were already fully developed and had nice looking tits, and all I had to show were a couple of lemon sized titties with light pink nipples on top. I looked over at my friend Tammy who had already stripped naked and was about to go into the shower area.

“You sure got a nice looking body Tammy. I sure wish my little titties would start growing. All the guys are always looking at you, and I can see why.”

“Ah don’t worry about it Sunny . . . it won’t be long before your boobs are as big as mine,” she said, stopping to talk and watch me undress. I unzipped my shorts and let them drop. I had already taken off my sneakers and socks and was left with just my French cut panties on. I slipped them off and tossed my clothes in my locker. As I turned around, I noticed Tammy was looking at my hairless pussy. I had decided to shave it before the trip, knowing other girls would probably look at me in the shower.

“We look about the same down here . . . though,” she said, ” I shaved my muff yesterday”, she said letting her fingers drop to her pussy lips.

“Nope, looks like we’re about tied down below. I heard some guys like it that way though,” I said suddenly feeling better and pretending to be experienced . . . even though I wasn’t. We turned to go in the shower room, and a group of girls were just leaving. Their wet titties looked kinda neat bouncing around somewhat as they walked and talked out of the shower area. Tammy and I selected showers next to each other and turned the water on.

The sun shone inside, since there wasn’t a top, but it was still cold that early in the morning. I felt the water and because it was still cold, kept turning it up. It finally became lukewarm and I ducked my head under the cool water wanting to get started. The voices of the other girls faded off and we heard the squeaky pine door slam shut . . . and suddenly we were alone. I had never taken a shower with anyone around before and I was a quiet frankly a little embarrassed.

I grabbed the bar of soap and began to rub it all over my body. First my shoulders, then around my neck and then I was about to rub the slippery bar over my titties but decided to dip to my tummy and down to my legs. Pretty soon I was covered with bubbles and lather from the soap. I quickly looked over at Tammy and once again admired her naked figure. The soapsuds were gathering on her boobs and almost covering her aureoles and nipples.

I’m sure the horny guys on the trip would have flipped out, had they seen her. I reached behind and grabbed my bottle of shampoo that I had brought with me. Not wanting to get soap in my eyes I closed them tight and began to lather up my long brown waist-length hair. I had let it grow for years, only getting the ends trimmed from time to time. Washing it was quite involved, but it usually looked great once it was dry and brushed. I continued the ritual beginning at the scalp and then following the strands downwards.

Suddenly the water began to get real cold. I couldn’t believe we had used up all the hot water already. One thing that happens when I’m cold, is that my nipples begin to become rock hard and that was already happening. I quickened my pace as all signs of hot water left the shower. All of a sudden fingers wrapped around my nipples and someone pinched my pink buds with some degree of pressure. I wanted to open my eyes but I knew the soap would burn if I did.

“Tammy, what the fuck are you doing?” I asked, beginning to shiver. Tammy’s laughter began as she realized I knew it was her who was doing the naughty, but stimulating deeds to my rigid buds.

“Your little nipples sure get awfully hard, Sunny. I’ll bet Chad and Mike would love to see them right now and then touch, kiss and suck them for you.” I placed my hands over hers and she let go of my turgid nipples. Unexpectedly her hands cupped my lemon sized titties as I moved to take them off.

“Tammy are you some kinda lesbo or something?” I asked, happy that the warm water was returning. She had obviously tampered with the temperature when she knew I couldn’t do anything. I turned and faced the spray, and eliminated the excess soap that was dripping from my hair. When my eyes focused I could see the big grin on her cute face. I quickly reached down and slapped her bare little ass.

“Don’t ever do that again . . . you little tramp,” I laughed, realizing she was just doing it for fun. Or was she? Anyway, we turned off the showers and raced over to where are clothes were hanging. Tammy had remembered to bring clean underwear, and was beginning to pull up her panties. As she bent over, her orange-sized titties jiggled slightly, and I had to admire them once again. She put on her bra, snapping it in the front.

“Shit, I forgot to bring any clean underwear with me,” I said looking for sympathy.

“Well then don’t wear any for now. I won’t say a word. You can go in the cabin and get some after breakfast.” She was pulling up her shorts quickly trying to get warm.

“What the hell (I said out loud to myself) . . . we eat with girls anyways.” I buttoned up my blouse and pulled on my shorts. As I turned to go, I thought this was a marvelous feeling. No undies sure felt great! My erect nipples kept their shape as I moved my shoulders around, adjusting to the feeling of the cotton top on my bare titties. I would have never done that at home. Oh well, home was a long way away.

We walked back to the cabin and Mr. Martin, our gym teacher, came up to us.

“Girls where have you been? You’ve got to get to the activity area in 10 minutes. Everyone has already had breakfast in your cabin.” We explained our story, and I think he believed us.

“If you girls don’t mind, let me help you find the Cheerios, so we can get there faster.” Tammy and I knew men weren’t allowed in the girl’s area, but we weren’t in a position to do much about it. In fact, it was kinda exciting with the three of us alone. I also noticed that he was wearing sweat pants and a T-shirt.

“Just sit down ladies and I’ll get the stuff.” He went into the kitchen area as we found places at the long table.