The Camp for Girls

[wetwulf 3,324]

Trying something different. Hope you enjoy. If so, I'll work on the next chapter.

 

When Sara awoke, for a moment she forgot where she was. Her first instinct was in response to the pressure in her bladder, a common feeling for the morning. She sat up and was about to hop out of bed and make the long walk out to the bathroom. Then as she felt the cool dampness under her, she remembered. She was in her bunk at the all-girls camp her parents had signed her up for, not knowing what they were getting their daughter into. At 21, she was still living at home after having dropped out of college in protest to the financial trap of post-secondary education loans and expenses.

 

Smiling, Sara lay back down in her bed and relaxed. As she did, she heard movement in the bunk above her as her roommate stirred. Then, and unmistakable sigh and faint hissing sound as her roommate clearly began wetting her bed. Sara’s smile widened as she closed her eyes and relaxed even more, releasing the hold on her bladder. The relief and warmth was immediate as a steady stream of pee dribbled from between her legs and soaked her sheets and mattress. She licked her lips and enjoyed the soothing warm flow of her pee as it pooled at her crotch and seeped slowly into the mattress. As she relaxed, she reflected on how this all began.

 

The camp was intended to encourage her to find a passion, a direction, a purpose in life. Sara wasn’t sure what those things were yet, but the camp had certainly opened her eyes to some other opportunities.

 

It took Sara some time to realize her parents must have thought she was flunking college because she was a whore (she had enjoyed a few sexual partners while at university and not hidden that fact from anyone), and maybe sending her to an all-girls camp might curb her promiscuity and sexual desires. Wow, were they ever wrong. For starters, there were a lot of open conversations about sex. Sara wasn’t sure if it was because the school was all-girls, but so far some of the camp counselors had discussed the healthy benefits of masturbation, how to responsibly handle polyamorous relationships, the best sexual positions, and ironically the benefits and purposes of celibacy.

 

But it was the first night at camp that awakened something either dormant or well-hidden inside of Sara. The new girls were gathering in the conference room to hear the usual opening-day lecture from the camp’s director, Mrs. Emily Summers. A long table at the center of the room held a vegetable tray and an assortment of fruit. Mrs. Summers stepped up on the small stage and smiled, quieting the group of about forty new girls.

 

“Okay ladies,” she said. “First of all, welcome! We are really excited to have such a lively group of young ladies join us this year.” There was some light applause and she continued. “Let’s get some things out of the way. At our camp, you are free to be express yourself in any way you want, so long as it doesn’t cause any harm to anyone else at camp. But we exclusively focus on helping ladies express themselves sexually.”

 

Sara nearly choked on her snack. Did she hear that right?

 

“That’s right, ladies. Here, we encourage our members to explore whatever sexual pleasure they wish to explore, so long as it is within reasonable limits, like nothing dangerous or outrageously expensive. Even though this is an all-girls camp, for the specific purposes of allowing you to explore your sexuality, men can be allowed access to the camp facilities, but only if selected and supervised by camp staff. In other words, no inviting your boyfriends to camp. If you’re in a committed relationship and you wish not to indulge, you can either resign now or choose to remain faithful and celibate throughout the duration of your stay, or otherwise explore your own body and the unique pleasures of masturbation.”

 

This lecture went on to say that there were basically no limits, other than expected rules such as no drug use, no severely harmful acts, etc. Protection would be provided but not required, although extensive discussions about STDs (complete with images) would be commonplace from the camp staff, and all men invited by staff would receive STD and HIV/AIDS screening.

 

Sara’s jaw opened several times as if she wanted to ask something, but she didn’t speak. The girls were escorted to their cabins and rooms in which they were partnered with a girl who had been to camp before and knew the facilities as well as the rules and procedures. As soon as Sara entered her new home for the next three months, a peppy plus-sized brunette greeted her.

 

“Hello! I’m Faith!” she said, holding out her hand. Sara could detect a somewhat familiar smell in the room, not unpleasant but noticeable.

 

“Sara,” she said as she shook Faith’s hand.

 

“Welcome. I hope you don’t mind, but I took the top bunk. I got bottom bunk last year, so…”

 

“It’s fine,” Sara said.

 

“Great!” Faith said. “So…what do you think so far?”

 

“It’s a nice place,” Sara said. “I wasn’t much for camping growing up, so I don’t really know what to compare it to…?”

 

“You…will love it here,” Faith said. “There are the usual things…a lake, trails, even a barn with some horses. But…it’s not your usual camp.”

 

“Yeah,” Sara said. “I gathered that from the lecture this morning.”

 

“So what’s your thing?” Faith asked.

 

“My thing?”

 

“You know? Your thing? The thing that gets you hot? What turns you on?”

 

“Umm… I don’t know, really. I just kind of…have normal sex with guys, I guess?”

 

Faith sighed. “Booooooring,” she said.

 

“What?”

 

“That’s boring…well, I mean…sex isn’t boring, but the same old thing every time?”

 

“Well, not exactly the same. I’ve done it in different positions.” Sara paused for a moment, wondering why she was saying all of this to a complete stranger.

 

“What’s your favorite?” Faith asked.

 

“Umm…I really like to be on top.”

 

“Really? Why’s that?”

 

Sara laughed. “I don’t know. It’s kind of…deeper that way?”

 

“Uh huh,” Faith said, smiling. “Go on.”

 

“And if I want, I can touch myself at the same time while I ride him.”

 

“Have you ever pissed on a guy while you ride him?” Sara’s eyes widened.

 

“What? No!” She paused and looked at Faith, who was smiling wickedly. “Have you?” Sara asked.

 

“Several times. It makes everything wetter, warmer, and I cum so hard it all comes out at once.”

 

“Wow…umm…I don’t know if I want to talk about this,” Sara said.

 

“I’m sorry,” Faith said. “I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. But peeing is my thing, you see.”

 

“Ohh…”

 

“So…I guess that means you need to be aware of some things if we’re going to be roomies. I piss myself, my bed, and occasionally on the floor.”

 

“Wait, what? Doesn’t that make a mess?”

 

“Yes, it does. But the camp provides a cleaning service every day. Our blankets, sheets, and mattresses are switched out daily. The carpet is cleaned daily. And the rooms are fully deodorized daily. I mean think of the mess that happens when you open a camp that encourages sexual liberty.”

 

“Good point. So…when you have to pee…”

 

“I just do,” Faith said. “If that’s going to be a problem, I won’t be offended if you want to ask about changing roommates.”

 

“I mean…I guess not. But hey, since we’re talking about pee, where are the bathrooms?”

 

“They’re down on the other end of the hall to the left. But…you don’t have to go all the way down there if you don’t want.” Sara’s face reddened. Was Faith suggesting what she thought she was suggesting?

 

“Are you saying…?”

 

“Yes, silly. I just told you I soak myself in this room all the time. Why shouldn’t you?”

 

“But I’ve never…I mean, maybe when I was a kid…”

 

“Oh, come on. Haven’t you ever had to pee and then thought ‘I really wish I didn’t have to walk all the way to the bathroom’?”

 

“Well…”

 

“So now’s your chance. Plus, this will give you a dose of the kind of freedom you have here. If you need to pee, just pee. If it helps, I won’t watch.” Sara stood still, feeling the slight pressure in her bladder but still not sure she wanted to just pee right here in front of a girl she just met. “How about this? I’ll prove it to you.”

 

Faith stepped to the center of the room and stood with her legs slightly apart. She was wearing a tight pair of purple leggings and a matching low-cut light purple shirt. Sara was expecting her to pull the tights down and maybe squat and pee, but Faith just stood there for a moment and closed her eyes.

 

“Oh, here it comes,” she said. Right away the crotch of her purple tights darkened and Faith gasped. “Ohhh, that’s nice.” She finally reached for the waistband of her tights and panties and pulled them down, but just below her vagina, and she was still peeing! A steady and messy flow sprayed from between her legs and splashed against her panties, her tights, and the carpet. Sara watched entranced as Faith began to rub herself while her pee continued to flow. Her breath quickened and then she squealed as she had a brief but very obvious orgasm.

 

Sara felt the warmth of her own face as she blushed when Faith finally came down from her climax, still dribbling a bit of pee into the crotch of her pants and panties. “So…,” Faith said, “what do you think?” Sara could feel the pressure building in her bladder, but she still wasn’t sure how she felt about all of this. “Do you need to go?” Faith asked.

 

“Yes,” Sara said.

 

“I can turn around if you want.”

 

Sara thought and looked down at the floor. She stared for a moment at the puddle at Faith’s feet and then felt the pressure grow.

 

“I think it’s too late to care anyway,” Sara said. In a moment that was either true desperation or something more sensual, she closed her eyes and just let go. Immediately, the crotch of her panties and jeans filled with her warm urine. She felt the delicious warmth as it swirled around in her crotch and started to run down her legs. “Oh my….” Sara shuddered as her flow increased and continued to soak her jeans.

 

“Does that feel good?” Faith asked. Sara just nodded. “You can touch yourself if you want.” Now caught in the moment, Sara unsnapped her jeans and reached her hand down into her panties. She felt her hot pee soak her fingers but did not care as she plunged two fingers into her slit and rubbed her clitoris. Her pee continued to dribble out and fill the gusset of her panties. “That’s it,” Faith said, “enjoy it.”

 

Sara had experienced plenty of orgasms, both from masturbation and intercourse, but this was unlike anything she had ever felt. It started to build as her pee was slowing to a comforting trickle that continued to pass down her slit and to her panties and down her legs. She rubbed harder, making sure to make contact with her clit every time. Then, as if from out of nowhere she exploded with intense pleasure as she climaxed and started to scream. She put a hand to her mouth.

 

“No, it’s okay,” Faith said. “Don’t hold it back.” Sara took her hand away and allowed herself to completely give in to her climax as she rubbed more furiously, feeling the gentle splashes of her warm pee as it slowed almost to a halt. She dropped to her knees as her orgasm ended. Another short burst of pee filled the gusset of her panties again and she relished it as a final burst of pleasure.

 

“Oh my god,” Sara said. “I’ve never cum like that before.”

 

“I told you,” Faith said, smiling. “And this is just the first day.” Sara laughed as she unzipped her jeans and pulled her soaked pants and panties off. For a second she hesitated, surprised that she was half-naked in front of a stranger, but Faith wasn’t really a stranger anymore, was she? As if reading her mind, Faith also removed her tights and panties. “Now we’re even,” she said, smiling again.

 

The rest of the night continued in a very similar fashion. Faith and Sara changed into their nightclothes, a flowery gown for Sara and a form-fitting camisole and pajama shorts for Faith. They sat around the dorm room, talking about their lives back home, their education, boyfriends, family, favorite movies and TV shows, and within less than an hour they were really connecting.

 

At one point, Faith was sitting in the soft chair next to the desk and she squirmed. Sara watched as Faith continued talking but reached between her legs and pulled the gusset of her shorts aside and sprayed a strong stream of pee into the cushion of the chair. It was a messy spray that still dampened the crotch of her shorts. “Ah, screw it,” she said and took her hand away. She sighed and her shorts darkened as she smiled. “I’m probably going to soak them tonight anyway.”

 

Sara sat up and scooted to the edge of her bed. She pulled her nightgown up and then pulled her panties aside. A steady warm stream hissed out of her and splashed to the carpet. She giggled at the sound as it pattered to the floor and created a puddle in the soft carpet.

 

“Have you ever wet your bed?” Faith asked as her flow waned and her crotch glistened one last time.

 

“Maybe as a toddler or something, but not that I remember.”

 

“Ohh, you’re in for a treat. Let’s go out to the lounge and get some drinks.” Sara was reluctant, but she finished her pee, slid her panties back into place, and followed Faith out into the hallway.

 

They walked to the left and the end of the hall opened up to a small lounge with a couch, loveseat, recliner, a mounted big-screen TV, a few tables, and a refrigerator with a clear-glass door which contained sodas, water bottles, iced coffees, vitamin waters, and even milk.

 

There were two girls sitting on the couch. Well, not sitting. One girl, a thin strawberry-blonde, was reclined against the far left arm of the couch and the other girl, a brunette, was almost on top of her, kissing her deeply. As Sara and Faith stepped closer, Sara could see that the girl on top had her hand buried in the strawberry-blonde girl’s pants. Faith smiled at Sara and shook her head. “That’s Cindy on top. The girl under her must be new like you. So…that didn’t take long.”

 

Faith opened the refrigerator and grabbed a few bottles of water and handed them to Sara then grabbed a few more. Sara heard a cry from behind her and looked back at the two girls on the couch. Cindy was sitting up, but her hand was still stroking the new girl’s vagina. But Sara could see that the new girl had reached her own hand up under Cindy’s skirt and was also rubbing.

 

Sara continued to watch as Cindy held up a finger as if to say Wait. She reached down next to the couch and Sara could see that she was holding a dildo, one of those two-sided ones that she had only seen in porn and behind the counter at the sex shop her friends talked her into going into on her 18^th birthday. Without even being asked, the new girl started removing her jeans and panties as Cindy adjusted herself so that their legs were facing each other and their now bare vaginas were close.

 

“Watch this,” Faith said. Sara watched as Cindy scooted closer to the new girl’s crotch and then sighed as a stream of pee sprayed from her and splashed against the new girl’s pussy. The new girl gasped in surprise and then laughed. “I taught her that,” Faith said, smiling. They continued to watch as Cindy’s flow waned and she brought the double-dildo between them and slowly slipped it into her very eager vagina. The new girl scooted closer until she had worked the other side into her pussy, as well. They started to buck their hips together and moan shamelessly. “C’mon, let’s let them finish in peace.” Faith said.

 

On their way back to the dorm room, they passed a room in which they could hear more cries of pleasure. The door was slightly ajar, and as they passed they could see a fair-skinned young man, completely naked, not large but well-toned, and he was behind a blonde girl, also naked, who was just a bit more plus-sized than Faith, chubby with bigger breasts. Her hands were pressed against the wall of her dorm and he was grabbing her round ass and thrusting vigorously as she moaned. Just behind her on one of the beds they could see the backside of another young man, dark-haired and thinner than the other, on his knees, and two elegant legs sticking out at his sides. He was also humping and a second moan could be heard.

 

“Oh my god, I’m gonna cum,” the blonde cried as the young man thrust a little harder. The blonde screamed as she climaxed. In the background, the other young man stood up and Sara could see a stunning brunette with perfectly formed breasts as she sat up and grabbed the young man by the shoulders to direct him to lay down on the bed.

 

“That’s Sophia,” Faith said. She seemed to beam when she said the name and Sara wondered if Faith was thinking the same thing she was. Sophia was incredibly attractive. They watched her crawl on top of the young man and reach down to guide his penis inside of her. The blonde continued to scream and the fair-skinned young man groaned as he obviously ejaculated. Sophia was riding the dark-haired young man expertly, wriggling her hips. He sat up, put his hands on her back, and kissed her perfect breasts.

 

“I wish I had breasts like that,” Sara said. Faith giggled.

 

“Yours aren’t so bad.” They watched as Sophia’s movements quickened until soon she was also crying out and seconds later the dark-haired young man groaned and cried out, as well. “Oh, and by the way if you want a man while you’re here, just let me know.”

 

When they got back to the dorm, Faith smiled at Sara. “Okay, bottoms up.” She twisted the cap off of one of the water bottles and started to swig it. Sara obeyed and opened one and started drinking. Faith finished the first bottle and set it down. “Drink both of them. This will guarantee you’ll have to pee tonight.” Faith opened the second bottle and continued to drink. Sara had a little trouble finishing the first, but she finally got it down. After a few seconds, she opened the second bottle and started drinking. By the time they were finished, she could already feel pressure in her stomach that she knew would eventually pass to her bladder. “Well, bedtime,” Faith said, giggling.

 

“I don’t know if I can do this,” Sara said.

 

“Sure you can. With all that water you just drank, you’ll definitely have to pee at some point tonight, and so will I.”

 

“Of course, but…I don’t know if I can wet my bed.”

 

Faith sighed. “Tell you what, if you wake up and you have to pee but you don’t feel comfortable wetting your bed, then just do it somewhere in the room. But don’t go to the bathroom. That’s cheating.” Sara agreed as she snuggled into the bottom bunk. Faith flipped the lights off in the room and then climbed up to the top bunk. “Good night,” she said.

 

“Good night.” At first, Sara thought she was going to have trouble getting to sleep because she could not get the evening’s events out of her head. As each image passed through her mind, she could feel herself getting more and more moist. What would happen next? Could she have sex openly on a couch like the two girls? Could she have sex with a strange guy right in front of her roommate? She had already peed and masturbated in front of her, so…maybe?

 

Sara lay still and listened. The top bunk above her squeaked as Faith moved around in her bed. She could just barely hear more moans coming from one of the rooms next to them. She thought she heard a slap and then another cry of pleasure, in addition to a buzzing sound that was probably a vibrator. A sigh from the top bunk caught her attention and she lay still and listened even more closely. The mattress above here creaked repeatedly and Sara knew what was happening. She couldn’t resist any longer as she pulled her panties aside and started to rub herself. Faith was soon moaning and then crying out. This set Sara over the top as she climaxed quietly but powerfully, biting her lip to keep from screaming.

 

But then her bladder burst unexpectedly as she came, soaking her panties and the sheets under her. Sara gasped, but she couldn’t stop it even if she tried. She just relaxed and let it happen, feeling her warm flow as it burbled out of her and pooled between her legs before slowly seeping into the sheets and mattress. “Oh my god I’m soaking the bed,” she said.

 

“Ohh…it feels…good doesn’t it?” Faith said. As her flow of pee eased to a trickle, Sara could hear the unmistakable splashing of Faith’s gush as she also soaked her bed. Faith cried out again and seemed to have a second orgasm. “Ohhhh wow that feels so much better.” She sighed and the splashing sound dwindled to a dribbling. “I’ll sleep like a baby now,” she said. “And since your bed is already wet, you shouldn’t have any troubles tonight, right?”

 

Sara laughed. “Right,” she said. She closed her eyes and was soon drifting off to sleep. As expected, sometime in the night she felt an unbelievable amount of pressure in her bladder. Without even moving Sara sighed and just let go, feeling her warm pee soak her panties, gown, and bed, somehow both arousing and soothing.

 

Wanting to try something different, though, she cut off the flow as best she could. Her bladder screamed for more release, but she held on as she sat up and removed her nightgown and panties. Now completely naked, she lay back down, feeling the warm dampness of her sheets and mattress on her bare skin. Sara lay on her right side and scooted her bottom all the way back until her bare cheeks touched the wall. She knew there was a space between the bed and the wall, so she scooted even closer until she could feel the coldness of the wall against her labia. Then she sighed and let loose. She could feel warm splashes of her pee against her lips and inner thighs as it struck the wall with a hiss and dribbled down to the floor behind the bed. She licked her lips and continued to pee this way until she was finished. Then, without bothering to get dressed, she drifted back to sleep to the feel of her damp sheets on her naked body.

 

She was going to love it here.

[new2this 128]

THAT WAS AWESOME!  Love the amount of sex happening.

[MrSonata 208]

This was great. Please start the next chapter.

[steve25805 126,150]

Awesome tale.

Cant wait for the next chapter.

[Alfresco 11,638]

@wetwulf - a brilliant story.  How I'd love to be a fly on the wall at that camp!

[Anita Bidet 79]

I love it! I hope there's more to come...

[Ms. Tito 2,396]

This sounds better than girl scouts. Hell even the Komsomol isn't as fun as this!

[Lutab 1,054]

Great story! I look forward to more :)