Scouts On Her

My fantasies tend to go in cycles.  One particular fantasy will bubble up from my subconscious, like the one about my father catching me reading his porn, and I’ll masturbate to different variations of it over the course of a week or so until the next scenario arises and I fixate on that.  This week, I’ve been making myself cum to a fantasy that I haven’t thought about in years – probably not since my college days.

My mom was a Den Mother (or whatever they’re called) for my brother’s Boy Scout troop.  She only did it for about a year, but I distinctly remember all the boys coming to our house in their cute little uniforms.  I would help set out the Hi-C, pretzels and cookies, then Mom would send me away to a friend’s house knowing that I would make a pest of myself and distract the boys during their meetings.  This made me want to be there even more.

In this particular fantasy, my mother has me stick around.  After the usual scouting activities, she sends all the boys down to the “rumpus” room in our basement.  She then takes my hand and brings me down there, too.  She explains to the troop that they’re going to learn about the differences between girls and boys.  The cushions from the old sofa are laid out on the floor in a row.  My mother instructs me to take all my clothes off and lie down on the cushions.  I do as she tells me.

Some of the boys are too embarrassed to look at me, but others stare in disbelief at my nakedness, including my brother.  Hair sprouted down there for me only a few months earlier, and my breasts had barely begun showing.  Once I’m lying on the cushions, my mother has the boys gather around in a circle.  They sit Indian style, or on their knees.  My mom points out my exposed girl parts and explains something about them.  It’s humiliating, but also exciting to be naked in front of everyone.  She goes on to explain why all the boys’ penises are getting hard.

Mom instructs the troop to unzip their pants and take their stiff pricks out.  After some giggling and comparing, she gets them to settle down.  My mother tells me to open up my legs nice and wide, and invites each of the boys to come closer and inspect my vagina.  Some boys take a quick look then go back to their spot.  Others inspect me more closely, and a few are bold enough to spread my lips apart for a better view.  Some of the boys in the circle begin tugging their hard-ons.  My mother paces around the group, watching with perverse approval.

My brother is one of the boys who spreads my pussy open.  He’s also the first one to touch my budding breasts.  After him, all the other boys touch my nipples and squeeze my little boobies as well.  I know I’m being used as a sex object, but I don’t want it to stop.  After each of the  boys has had his turn, my mom tells them that they should all rub their dicks really fast, and when they’re ready they should squirt anywhere on my body they want, except on my face.

Some of the boys start jerking right away, others are more shy.  My mother whispers something to my brother, and he rubs himself slower.  The first boy cums on my chest, then the next gets between my legs and shoots on my pussy mound.  All the other boys are now jacking themselves hard around me.  Each of them takes his turn thrusting his stiff cock at me and shooting his cum on my body.  It’s degrading, and yet I love every second of it.  Some do it on my chest, others on my belly, but most of them want to squirt on my pussy.  My brother is the only one who doesn’t empty his cock onto me.

My mom goes around and cleans off the tips of the boys’ cocks for them with a washcloth, then they all head upstairs.  She pauses at the bottom of the steps and tells me not to move.  I wait there alone, feeling the cum dribbling down my sides and between my legs.  Ten minutes later, my mother comes back down with my brother.  She has him strip off his uniform, and tells him that he can now take his turn.

My brother moves so he can see my cream-covered pussy and begins stroking himself.  While he’s doing this, I notice my mother slide her hand down the front of her pants.  I ask her if I’m allowed to touch myself, and she nods.  I begin rubbing my sloppy, jizz-drenched pussy as I watch my brother jack off over me.  The next time I look at my mother, she has her pants pulled down and her sweater pulled up.  She’s masturbating her hairy pussy with one hand, while squeezing her fat tits with the other.  My brother begins moaning and bucking his hips.

“Cum on her face,” my mother tells him.  “Cum all over your sister’s pretty face.”   My brother moves to obey and I see him jerking only inches from me.  I can hear my mother moaning as the sound of her fingers pumping in and out of her sopping wet pussy gets louder.  I open my mouth wide.  When my brother sees this, he tenses up and his first spurt of cum lands on my tongue.  “Oh God, that’s it,” my mother cries out from nearby.  I swallow my brother’s cum as he continues to jerk off and cover my face with more and more of his warm boy spunk.  I can only open one eye, but that’s enough to see my mom convulsing in the throes of an intense orgasm that was brought on by watching her naked son and daughter masturbating together right in front of her.

Whew!  I’ve gone and gotten myself all worked up now.  Guess what I’m going to be doing as soon as I finish this post!  It’s important to remember that I first a came up with this fantasy when I was 16 years old, so it wasn’t so weird that I was getting off to thoughts of young boys.  Yes, I know it’s weird that I’m still doing it at my age, but while I’m playing with myself I’m still that horny young teenager in my head.

When with this fantasy first came back to me last week, I was cumming around the time the boys were inspecting my pussy.  When I got past that point, I was getting off during the part when they were shooting their loads on me.  The last couple times I used this scenario, it wasn’t until my brother, then my mom, came that I climaxed.  Some of the variations involve my mother openly masturbating as the troop investigates my developing body, or her telling me to lick the tips of their cocks clean instead of her using a cloth to do it.  Another was that she makes my brother fuck me before cumming on my face.  I can’t wait to find out which of my depraved teen fantasies surfaces next!

Do you have any fantasies from your youth that you still use to get yourself off?

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13 thoughts on “Scouts On Her

  1. I still get off on my memories of looking up girls skirts in grade school and high school. See those tight white panties stretched across their little pussies still get me off. I cim even harder when I remember seeing my first pair of red panties. And I must admit to thinking about my sister from time to time. Looking up her shorts and seeing her white panties. I was a late bloomer. My first kiss was the summer after high school graduation. I remained a virgin until I was 19. But a few parties during freshman year of college made me want to lose it right away. I had several opportunities but never followed through. I can still remember the first time I came in a woman’s mouth and she swallowed it. Thank for your blog. I love reading it.

  2. Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

    Super hot fantasy!!!!!

    My first fantasy is at a very young age… playing moms and daddies… ;)

    Best regards

  3. One of my earliest fantasies was when I was 9 or 10. A bunch of the neighborhood kids, boys and girls, ages 6 through 11 would all get together in the apartment above the garage to my house. We would all laugh and talk about many things. One day, one of the girls offered to take off her clothing if one of the boys did. Not being shy, I jumped at the chance. As everyone else watched, Lea and I stripped right there.

    I had never seen a nude girl, much less a bare pussy. Neither had Lea seen a nude boy, much less a penis. We were amazed at the sights of each other. I sauntered over to Lea and touched her pussy, asking all kinda of questions. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around my little man, causing him to twitch and begin to grow. Wow, what a feeling that was. I soon became aware of a slipperiness between her legs and wondered what it was all about. Just as some of the other kids started to get undressed we heard the door downstairs to the apartment open. My Mom called out saying it was time for dinner and the playtime had to end. Fortunately, she didn’t come upstairs. (Or, maybe it would have been better if she had?)

    Lea and I got dressed and soon we all tramped downstairs, going our separate ways. Ever since, I have had a fantasy of being with Lea. Not as a teen or adult, but as a young, budding girl.

    Maybe, I should write something along those lines one day.

    WSCLG

  4. I had some very weird and unrealistic fantasies in middle school and the first part of my freshman year, until I figured out that certain kinds of stimulation would make that thing happen that previously only happened at the end of wet dreams (a term I had no knowledge of). These pre-masturbation fantasies almost always involved mother-daughter incest or, in a couple of cases, conjoined-twin brother-sister incest. (Yes, impossible for so many reasons!) Once I learned to masturbate, I had no need for fantasies for many years, probably until I was well into college, and by then I’d moved on to more conventional imaginings. No mother-daughter or Siamese twincest fantasies have shown back up since then.

    My weirdest mental treasure from those days was a bizarre wet-dream in which I was in biology class watching frogs mate through a magnifying glass, and somehow my dick got involved or I mind-melded with the male frog, and in real life I came in my sleep at the same moment the frogs did, the female expelling her egg mass while the male ejaculated. I don’t ever use it to get off to, but it’s not the kind of thing you forget easily … I finally ended up putting it in a dirty story just because it seemed like it deserved wider exposure.

  5. See this is where guys and girls fantasy’s become very different.
    I read your little tale above and the only thing I can think of is as the son/brother
    and taking a base ball bat to the rest of the scout troop the second they tried
    taking their dicks out. Then bending Mother over top of you naked and licking both of ‘My women’
    back and forth until you scream like banshee’s. At that point I’m just getting started.

    I’m a very protective and territorial type……

  6. one of my earliest fantasies didn’t appear until I was 18. up until then, looking at pictures and writings had always kept me content. it was about that age that I started thinking about what it would be like to have actual conversations on the telephone, something that never materialized until a couple yrs. ago. I found a game site, which shall remain unmentioned, and quickly discovered through chatting that I wasn’t the only one who was curious about this. one day I was doing the usual chatting when she asked me if she could call. I was expecting a ” hi how you doing?” call but as soon as I answered, it was quite the oppisate . never before did I imagine that just by being on a phone that it could lead to such a satisfying feeling. since that day, I have met many ladies that share the same the same fantasy, is quite stimulateing

  7. When I was 12, my sister an I did some “experimenting and exploring” which lasted for awhile. With her being involved in my first sexual experiences, she always was and still is in a lot of my fantasies.

  8. @MaternallyObsessed: Great point! I was always aware that I felt an element of sexual arousal when my brother’s protective side for me revealed itself, as inappropriate as I knew that was. I never, however, really factored his territorial perspective into my own fantasies when other people were brought into the mix. For example, I often imagined scenes where my father and brother shared me sexually, but I never considered a scenario where they competed over my pussy, or where my brother was angry with our father for violating “his” property. I’m definitely going to file that away for the future when I’m attempting a story from a male point of view. Learning is fun!

  9. Thanks for a very arousing little blog. I have to say it had an immediate and very pleasurable effect. Unfortunately I didn’t have any brothers, just my sister and me (she is 13 years older).
    I do remember being totally fascinated with seeing her pussy one morning after she’d shaved it in the shower. I asked her why she didn’t look grown up any more like mummy. And why she looked like me (I think I must have been around 8 at the time). Oh and what is that jewel hanging from the top of it? Her clit piercing!
    There was a neighbour’s brother that my then BFF and I played ‘Doctors and nurses’ with. Until I watched my mum and stepdad fucking when I was 13, that was the extent of my exposure to the male anatomy. That was the most influential event of my sexual life i believe and something I use as a masturbatory fantasy even today.

    Jay
    xx

  10. What a hot fucking fantasy. I especially like the part of the depraved mother standing there watching and playing with her cunt as her kids are masturbating.

    I don’t really use the older fantasies of my sister anymore, but i still wish that when i was a young teen i had the guts to not only inspect my sister’s worn panties as i did, but also stuff them into my mouth and suck them clean.

  11. In the early 60’s I was a Den Chief to a Cub Scout Den… Mrs. Trent was the Den Mother and was a very attractive lady in her 30’s.. I had just discovered one of my dad’s paperback porn novels and for a 12 year old boy to find out that women had hair down there fascinated me to no end. Saturday was a meeting to practice making Tom Tom’s.

    I couldn’t take my eyes off Mrs. Trent’s crotch, she was wearing shorts and I so wanted to see pussy hair. My little pecker was straining at my Jockey’s and damned if Mrs. Trent didn’t come over to me and ask me what was bothering me, she said I didn’t seem to be concentrating on making drums.

    I just said “Oh nothing Mrs. Trent, just have a little stomach ache.”

    She told me that perhaps I needed to use the rest room.. I agreed and hunch walked to her bathroom. I dropped my Scout pants.. My cock tenting my underpants. I whipped it out and jerked off my throbber ..my young seed splattering Mrs. Trent’s shower curtain. I felt a certain evil pleasure about doing this and decided to leave the pecker tracks for her..

    Mrs Trent and her family moved to Canton Ohio and my fantasy went with her.

    I’m writing a story now about a Girl Scout mommy selling her daughter’s cookies..she meets a very nasty blonde cougar who just loves girl scout cookies and mommy pussy..

    The story might not interest some, because there is a considerable cigarette smoking {my major fetish}but the sex is hot and kinky {peehole insertion}..Let me know if anyone is interested in reading this..

  12. love to have joined in titties just budding pussy still puffy and bald I would have eaten her c–t all night

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