Girls Only: Girl Scout Trip Read online

  When she reached the beach, she waved her flashlight around, looking for Brandi. The lake was quiet, the moon shining on the water, but there was no sign of life.

  “Guess who?”

  Paige gasped as Brandi covered her eyes with her hands, her breath warm against her cheek, her lips tickling Paige’s ear, making goose bumps rise up on her arms.

  “Jesus, you scared the crap out of me.” Paige could barely get the words out and Brandi giggled.

  “Come on, the girls are asleep.” Brandi’s voice had lowered to a bare whisper, as if anyone could hear them, way out here. “Let’s go skinny dipping.”

  Skinny dipping?

  Paige had barely registered the concept before Brandi stepped out from behind her, already stripped naked and heading for the water. She stood, rooted to the spot, watching the girl’s blonde hair fly out behind her as she ran toward the shoreline, her legs long and pale in the moonlight, her breasts tiny, pert. Perfect.

  Hesitating only a moment, Paige pulled her t-shirt off, then slid her panties down, leaving them along with her water bottle and flashlight in the sand and following Brandi to the edge of the water. She was still wading in. Paige expected the water to be cold, but the day had been so hot, it was as warm as bath water.

  “Oh this feels soooo good!” Brandi moaned as she waded in to her waist. Paige could still see her breasts, more fully now, the tips hard and pointing straight at her.

  “Water’s warm.” Paige waded in too, feeling Brandi’s gaze on her body, wondering what she was thinking. Paige was far curvier—and bustier—than the blonde. Probably thinks I’m fat, Paige thought, sinking lower in the water, eager to hide her full hips.

  “It’s heaven,” Brandi agreed, spreading her arms and falling back, floating on the surface. “Look at the stars!”

  Paige let herself go, floating on her back on the still surface of the lake. Above them, a million stars and a bright, full moon looked down. Below them, a lake teeming with life. Paige breathed deeply, wishing everything could be like this, so uncomplicated, so beautiful. There were no words between them, but the silence wasn’t awkward. Paige felt something, like the heavy air before a storm started, between the two of them.

  She felt it, when their bodies floated together. Brandi’s calf brushed hers. Then her hip. Then her hand. Paige held her breath, listening to the soft sound of waves lapping the shoreline, feeling Brandi’s hand caress her thigh. It was a light, gentle, rhythmic touch but definitely purposeful. Brandi was stroking her leg. Paige tried not to react but her nipples were hard and the aching throb between her legs was very distracting.

  “Brandi?” Paige swallowed, not even sure what to ask, how to begin.

  “Hm?” That soft hand, lapping at her thigh, like the water licking the shoreline.

  “Are you… do you…?” She couldn’t seem to finish a sentence.

  “Mmmm hmmmm.” Brandi’s fingers tiptoed into the V of her thighs, fingers warm, probing, making Paige gasp and then moan softly. “Ohhh smooth. Like me. Want to feel?”

  There was no question anymore in Paige’s mind or on her lips. Her own hand drifted over to Brandi’s thigh, marveling at the softness of her skin before seeking even more heat. She came up against no resistance at all. Brandi’s thighs parted sweetly and Paige’s fingers stroked her slit—smooth and soft, just as promised—hearing her sharp intake of breath.

  “Do little circles.” Brandi whispered her instructions, her own fingers showing Paige, finding her clit, rubbing it around and around.

  “Oh God.” Paige shivered, her pussy throbbing, her clit eager for more. She rubbed Brandi too, her labia swelling under the attention.

  “Like that,” Brandi gasped, hips rocking up with the current. “Oh yes, like that!”

  Paige wanted to grab the girl and bury her face in her pussy. She wanted to taste her, drink her, eat her until Brandi bucked and moaned and came in her mouth. But she didn’t want Brandi to stop touching her. The fingers between her legs, rubbing fast and furious against her clit, were skilled and too good to deny. Brandi was going to get her off right here while they both floated together on the surface of the lake.

  “Mmmmm don’t stop,” Brandi urged, making those same circles with her hips, urging her on. “Ohhhhh fuckkk don’t stop! You’re going to make me come!”

  Paige moaned, thrusting up against those persistent fingertips, trying to focus on giving her pleasure while her own body was so tightly wound and ready to take off, like a delicious rocket. Brandi cried out, back arching, as she came, her breath coming almost as fast as her fingers moving on Paige’s throbbing clit.

  And then Paige took off, rocketing skyward, hard nipples pointed to the stars as a climax rocked her body with the waves. Her pussy clamped down, spasming with pleasure, a release so sudden it shocked her. She shuddered with her orgasm, feeling Brandi’s pussy still pulsing under her own fingers, making her mouth water. God, she wanted her. Still. More.

  “Ohhhh God that felt so good.” Brandi sighed happily, lifting her fingers to her mouth. Paige’s pussy, still pulsing from her climax, spasmed in response. “Now I want to taste you.”

  Was she dreaming? Paige thought she must be dreaming. She was still cocooned in her sleeping bag and Brandi was snoring in the tent beside her. She was sure of it until the blonde beside her uprighted herself, grabbing Paige around the waist, pulling her upright too. She thought they would sink, that they must be miles from the shore, but they were still in shallow water. When Paige put her feet down on the rocks, her breasts were still above the water line.

  Brandi eyed them with a curious hunger and before she knew it, Paige’s nipple was in the blonde’s mouth. She gasped in surprise, hanging into the slighter girl as she wrapped her legs around Paige, hooking her heels behind her calves. Brandi’s mouth was hot on her cool skin, the girl’s hands wandering all over Paige’s curves like she couldn’t get enough.

  Then Brandi’s head came up and their mouths met, melted, slanting hot and insistent, hands roaming. Paige let her hands roam too, lifting the other girl with both hands gripping her ass. Brandi squealed and laughed as they fell back into the water with a splash, both of them coming up sputtering.

  “Come on, let’s go back,” Brandi urged and Paige felt her heart drop. Was it over then? Just a little bit of fun in the water?

  But Brandi grabbed her hand, dispelling that idea. “I still want to taste you.”

  Paige actually remembered what they’d gone down to the lake for and filled her water bottle before they put their t-shirts on and started walking back up the path, the flashlight bobbing in the dark. Brandi was barefoot and she scoffed at Paige’s insistence she put on shoes but gave up halfway down the path.

  “Here, get on.” Paige hunkered down and let Brandi climb onto her back. She carried her that way, piggyback, to camp. She dropped Brandi at the tent, whispering, “I’ll be right back.”

  There was no sound from the girls’ tents, no late-night flashlights left on. Paige quickly poured water over the fire, hearing the embers give their last hiss, before heading back to her own tent. Well, Brandi’s tent. She took her crocs off and left them outside, unzipping the flap and crawling in. Brandi had her sleeping bag spread out flat on the bottom, soft side up. She’d taken off her t-shirt and smiled at Paige as she entered the tent.

  Paige thought she’d never seen anything more beautiful in her life. The blonde was on her back, knees up and open, leaning back on her elbows, a hungry look in her eyes. Paige took the time to zip the tent up against mosquitos before she turned and dove between Brandi’s open legs, making her squeal and giggle.

  “Shhh!” Paige insisted, her head coming up. “Don’t wake the girls.”

  Brandi nodded, biting her lip as Paige nuzzled the soft skin between her legs, parting her labia with her eager tongue. She tasted like the lake, her skin cool from their swim and the night air, but that didn’t last long. Paige lapped at her flesh, using her tongue to part her slit, sliding it down and then up again, over and over, feeling her squirm.

  “Here,” Brandi urged, nudging her clit with her index finger.

  Paige’s tongue made circles around her clit, nuzzling her nose into her swelling mound. The taste and smell of her was intoxicating. It made her own pussy throb with need. Brandi seemed to sense this because she wiggled and turned and squirmed and situated herself so she could wrap her arms around Paige’s hips and pull her pussy against her mouth.

  “Oh fuck,” Paige gasped when Brandi’s lips fastened over her mound, her tongue making fast circles around and around her clit. She knew it was Brandi’s way of showing her what she wanted, and Paige mimicked her movement with her own tongue, hearing a satisfying moan escape her lips.

  Paige tried to keep quiet, not wanting anyone to hear them, but Brandi’s mouth was so good it was hard to keep from crying out. She kept her mouth busy between Brandi’s soft, slender thighs, pussy juice wet against her cheeks. Paige wanted to explore every inch of her and slipped her fingers between her lips, tracing that sweet, slippery labyrinth. Brandi wriggled and thrust up when she slid two fingers inside. She was like a soft, velvet purse, walls quivering and hugging Paige’s fingers.

  She gasped when Brandi did the same, sliding two fingers into Paige’s quivering pussy. They mirrored each other, tongues lapping, circling, fingers moving slowly in and out at first, then faster, deeper, plunging home. Paige couldn’t concentrate anymore, the pleasure so intense, building to a fever pitch. She felt her impending orgasm—it trembled her thighs like an earthquake.

  Then Brandi was coming all over her face, hips thrusting up toward the sky, and Paige’s climax rocked through her at the same time, like a freight train. Her whole body convulsed with pleasure, her pussy snapping closed on Brandi’s plunging fingers again and again. Paige moaned into Brandi’s sweet, pink flesh, mashing her whole face against her mound until she couldn’t breathe and didn’t care. She wanted to drown in her.

  “No more! No more!” It was Brandi who gasped and pushed her off, clamping her hand protectively over her swollen mound.

  “Mmmmmore.” Paige turned and crawled up to kiss her on the mouth, their saliva and juices a heady mix. “Jesus, that was fucking hot. Where did that even come from?”

  Brandi smiled lazily, snaking an arm around her neck and pulling Paige down to her. Paige grabbed the edge of the sleeping bag and covered them both, cocooning them in the darkness. They were quiet for a while, watching fireflies light up outside the tent, listening to the sound of crickets and frogs.

  “This is so wrong,” Paige murmured as Brandi snuggled up, using her ample breasts as pillows. “My little sister is just over there.”

  Brandi snorted. “It was your little sister who told me…”

  “She told you?” Paige blinked at the sloping V at the top of her tent, thinking about her own, caught up in a tree. Jess had planned this? The little stinker! She’d acted all innocent! “Wait a minute… my tent! Did you do that on purpose?”

  “No!” Brandi laughed, shaking her head. “Although… now I’m kind of glad I messed up so bad.”

  “You didn’t mess up.” Paige smiled, closing her eyes and breathing in the sweet, fragrant smell of her hair, like corn silk against her nose. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you just earned another merit badge.”

  “Oh yeah? What for?”

  Paige grinned, sliding her hand over Brandi’s still-slick mound, making her giggle and squirm. “Here, let me show you.”

  The End

  GET FIVE FREE READS!

  Selena loves hearing from readers!

  website: http://www.selenakitt.com

  facebook: http://www.facebook.com/selenakittfanpage

  twitter: http://www.twitter.com/selenakitt @selenakitt

  blog: http://www.selenakitt.com/blog

  Get ALL FIVE of Selena Kitt’s FREE READS

  by joining her mailing list!

  MONTHLY contest winners!

  BIG prizes rewarded at the end of the year!

  GET THESE FREE READS

  A Twisted Bard's Tale

  Hannah's Choice

  Sibling Lust: In the Barn

  Connections

  Taken

  PLUS EXCLUSIVE to Newsletter Subscribers:

  ABOUT SELENA KITT

  Selena Kitt is a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY bestselling and award-winning author of erotic and romance fiction. She is one of the highest selling erotic writers in the business with over a million books sold!

  Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

  When she's not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company (excessica.com) and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her family--a husband and four children--and her growing organic garden. She does belly dancing and photography, and she loves four poster beds, tattoos, voyeurism, blindfolds, velvet, baby oil, the smell of leather, and playing kitty cat.

  Her books EcoErotica (2009), The Real Mother Goose (2010) and Heidi and the Kaiser (2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male romance, Second Chance, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of "exceptional literary quality," out of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read "blind" (without author's name available.)

  She can be reached on her website at www.selenakitt.com

  If you enjoyed GIRLS ONLY: GIRL SCOUT TRIP,

  you might also enjoy:

  BONUS EXCERPT

  GIRLS ONLY: THE SYBIAN SORORITY

  By Selena Kitt

  Selena Kitt’s *Girls Only*—where the girls get naughty together, but it feels oh, so good!

  Super-smart, shy Violet has a huge crush on her first college roommate, Chloe--but Violet can't come out with her confession, because nobody knows that Violet prefers girls. Chloe invites Violet to join the sorority sisterhood of Eta Nu Pi and in spite of her reservations, Violet can't resist Chloe's persuasive argument, but when the girls find themselves involved in an erotic, mind-blowing hazing, both of them discover something about themselves--and each other.

  Selena Kitt Single

  Short Story—Big Bang!

  (approx 5,000 words)

  Warning: This title contains hot panty-melting girl-on-girl action!

  EXCERPT:

  "We can go if you want to." Chloe leaned in to whisper this to me.

  "No, Chloe, this is important to you," I reminded her. I couldn't believe I was saying it, but I couldn't help myself. It was the thought of seeing Chloe naked and riding that thing that did it for me. "I think we should do it."

  She stared at me, wide-eyed. "You do?"

  "Do you want me to go first?" I gulped and held my breath. What in the hell was I thinking?

  Then Chloe grinned, that mischievous look in her eyes. "I will if you will."

  It reminded me of our little shower-bet, how we'd shaved down to nothing on a whim--how excited I'd been, knowing she was shaving her pussy at the same time as me. How I'd gone into a bathroom stall afterward and rubbed myself off to a mind-blowing orgasm just thinking about it.

  I raised my hand. "I'll do it."

  I think the whole room gasped.

  "Well come on, girl!" Megan grinned, leading me over to the machine. The floor in the sorority basement was carpeted, and I padded over in bare feet, standing next to the Sybian while one of the sorority sisters switched out the accessories, handing the other over to be sterilized. She seemed very familiar with it. I stared at the fleshy-colored dildo and then glanced back at Chloe. She was watching me with those big, brown eyes, chewing on her lower lip, which she always did when she was nervous.

  All eyes were on me.

  "Climb on up." Julie was recovered now and she had a robe on. All the older sorority sisters were dressed--it was just the pledges who were naked. Julia patted the side of Sybian like it was a horse. "You won't regret it."

  SELENA KITT’S OTHER WORKS

  NOVELS

  A Baumgartner Reunion

  Babysitting the Baumgartners

  Baumgartner Generations: Henry

  Baumgartner Generations: Janie

  Bluebeard’s Wife

  Falling Down

  Foreign Exchange

  Heidi and the Kaiser

  Letters to the Baumgartners

  Naughty Bits (Revised)

  Plaid Skirt Confessions

  The Baumgartners Plus One

  The Real Mother Goose

  The Song of Orpheus

  The Surrender of Persephone

  The Sybian Club

  Under Mr. Nolan’s Bed (Revised)

  Unfolding

  SELENA KITT BOX SETS

  The Baumgartner Box Set 1

  The Baumgartner Box Set 2

  Nolan Trilogy Box Set

  UNDER MR. NOLAN’S BED TRILOGY

  Temptation

  Confession

  Grace

  SHORT NOVELS

  Blind Date

  Escaping Fate

  Taken (FREEBIE)

  ANTHOLOGIES

  Back to the Garden (Revised)

  Baumgartner Shorts

  Confessions

  EcoErotica

  Modern Wicked Fairy Tales Volume 1

  Modern Wicked Fairy Tales Volume 2

  Modern Wicked Fairy Tales: The Complete Collection

  Quickies

  Shivers

  Taboo: The Collection

  Tickled Pink

  -->