Tomboy's Folly/June 16th

Friday, June 16th (day 2 of the hiking trip)

Riley awoke groggily the next morning. It took her mind a moment to catch up the night before. About to roll over, she noticed a funny feeling down between her legs... and suddenly it all came back. Blinking rapidly, she realized she was sleeping on top of Thomas with his dick still inside her pussy. She looked down at Thomas and saw he was still asleep. Unearthing her arms from the tangled mass of blankets and sleeping bag, she tapped his check with her palm.

"Thomas, wake up!" she hissed quietly, looking around frantically. From the faint light filtering in through the thin fabric of the tent, she knew it was not quite dawn. Her heart pounding, she slapped Thomas a bit harder. If it was almost dawn, the other boys would wake up soon. "Wake up!!" Thomas groaned and tried to roll over. Realizing he couldn't, his eyes flickered open sleepily. "H-Huh?" he said groggily, rubbing his eyes. Seeing Riley still lying on top of him, he smiled warmly at her. "Morning, gorgeous.." he said with a smirk, and tried to kiss her.

When Thomas' lips met hers, Riley's frantic mind snapped back and focused only on the feeling of his lips around hers. She began kissing him back, forgetting about the urgency entirely as Thomas' dick grew hard again inside her tight cunny. Thomas slid his tongue into Riley's small mouth as they kissed. He gently placed a hand on the back of her head and pressed down, deepening the kiss as his dick grew to full mast inside her. Riley began unconsciously wiggling her butt and grinding her hips against his, stirring his dick around inside her little womb.

Thomas focused on kissing Riley as she rode him. He ran his free hand down along her chest and rubbed one her erect nipples, making young Riley sigh contentedly. She didn't know why she liked this so much and she didn't care - Thomas touching her and pushing his pee-pee inside her pussy made her feel amazing. She rode his little prick harder, making Thomas moan into their kisses. Thomas knew he wasn't going to last much longer... breaking the kiss with a gasp, he sized Riley's plump butt cheeks with both hands and slammed her down, cumming deep inside her tummy for a third time.

Riley's eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out as Thomas came inside her tight 10 year old cunt, feeling him shoot his hot, sticky load deep inside her immature womb. The sensation made her cum hard, her little love juices spilling out from around where his dick had her pussy speared and dribbling onto their mashed together thighs.

They lie together there panting hard for a few minutes in post-coital bliss, Riley's cute bubble butt twitching involuntarily every few seconds in Thomas' grip. "Ahhh... That felt amazing.." Thomas whispered, running his lips over her earlobe. The sensation distracted Riley. Wasn't there something important they had to do..?

"Ahh.. S-Stop that... We're forgetting s-something..." she mumbled, then her eyes went wide. "CRAP! Thomas, it's almost dawn, and we made a huge m-mess!" She sat up, the blankets tumbling off them both. Thomas didn't know what she was on about... all he could do was stare at her naked body sitting up while he lay on his back with his dick still inside her cunny. He reached down and ran a thumb over her exposed clit, exposed by his dick parting her pussy lips. Riley gasped and panted, her mind spinning as he rubbed her little bean. "Ahh... N-No, Thomas! S-Stop! Th-The other b-boys are gonna w-wake up s-soon..!"

"If you want me to stop, make me. I won't resist..." he said, pressing his thumb down on her clit harder. Riley covered her mouth, trying to muffle the squeaks and moans she was making. "All you gotta do is move my hand away, hehe... Unless of course, you don't actually want me to stop?" he said with a smirk. Riley's knees wobbled as he toyed with her, rubbing and pinching her exposed clit.

She knew they had to stop, but for some reason she couldn't make herself move his hand away. Riley clamped her hands over her mouth even harder as she cried out and came, her back arching as more wet love juice spilled out of her preteen honey pot. Riley's back bent in half as she collapsed, throwing her arms on either side of Thomas to brace herself as she panted hard, her hair hiding her face as her head bent down. Thomas smirked, knowing he'd won. This was all working out even better than he could have dreamed..!

"Alright, fine... since you were a good girl and came for me, I'll clean us both up.." he mumbled. Sitting up, he picked Riley up under the armpits and heaved her off his cock, setting her down on the tent floor. Riley just lay there, her head spinning and body twitching as Thomas pulled out a towel and a pack of wet wipes from his pack. He soaked up the loose cum and pussy juices from their bed sheets as best he could, then got out the wet wipes. He rubbed his flaccid cock clean, then gently cleaned Riley's pussy and thighs from the mess he'd made all over her.

Unable to stop himself from teasing his little fuck buddy further, he payed extra special attention to trying to clean her little bean off, rubbing it gently with the wet cloth wipes. He stopped before she could cum again, which made Riley complain. "H-Huh? N-No, don't st-stop..." she said, her eyes lidded. He smirked at her. "I'd have more to clean up if I let you cum again. Besides, it's dawn. Time to start packing up.

Thomas got dressed first, then kissed Riley on the cheek, who hadn't moved yet. "I'll go out first," he whispered to her, "wait a few minutes before you come out." He patted her on the head and unzipped the tent, slipping out into the chilly morning air. Riley groaned and heaved herself up into a sitting position, rubbing her eyes. What has she gotten herself into now..!

Rolling back over to her side of the tent, she got her clothes out of her bag. With trembling fingers she pulled a fresh pair of undies up over her bright and slightly raw red pussy lips. "W-We really o-overdid it.." she mumbled to herself, feeling her pussy twinge in soreness. Riley grimaced, sitting up and clutching her belly. Her ab muscles were a bit sore, too. She didn't even remember using those...

The tent flap began unzipping from the outside. "Th-Thomas, I'll be out in a sec!" Riley growls, not looking up. "O-Oh, s-sorry!" a familiar voice that does not belong to Thomas says. Riley's head flies up and she sees it's Mike's that's poked into the tent. "Eep!" Riley squeaks, grabbing her blanket and pulling it up to her chest. "MIKE!" she yelled. "I'm changing, g-go away!"

Mike had been openly staring, now he looked away. "S-Sorry! Scoutmaster said to wake everyone up who wasn't at the fire circle yet!" he said, blushing. Riley's heart pounded - had he seen anything that would give her away she wondered, hiding behind her bangs. After the silence grows too awkward, Mike says. "I, erm.. I didn't know you had long hair. It looks cool.. you don't need to hide it." he mumbled. Riley didn’t say anything, and Mike swallowed. "W-Well hurry up and get dressed! We're making pancakes on the fire before we head out."

He withdrew his head, zipping the tent flap back up. Riley waited for the sound of his footsteps to fade before relaxing a bit and letting the blanket fall. She had to be more careful - what if he'd done that before she put her undies on!? Shaking with fear, Riley calmed herself. Grabbing the rest of her clothes she hurriedly dressed before some other boy came to check on her.

Fully dressed, she pulled on her shoes and grabbed her hat. About to put her hair up inside it, she stopped. Mike's words about her long hair echoed in her mind. Riley swallowed, then decided that if Mike liked her long hair then she wouldn't hide it anymore. She put the hat on the top of her head only, leaving her shoulder length dark brown hair free, then grabbed her water bottle and mess kit and left the tent to join the boys by the campfire.

"Hey, Riley!" Mike waved to her as she approached holding her travel eating set. "There's a spot next to me here!" he offered, patting a spot on the log next to him. That spot was conveniently also next to Thomas, so Riley shrugged and took the offered seat between the two boys she knew. "Hey, you have long hair?" one of the other boys said. "Why'd you have it hidden yesterday?"

Riley thought fast. "Ah, well it gets in the way when I run and I realized at the last second I forgot my hair ties." she said with a sheepish smile. "I wish my mom would let me have long hair..." grumbled another boy. "It looks great! You could be a drummer in a rock band!" a third boy Riley didn't know said, and started head-banging, making the other boys laugh. Riley tried copying him and did the headband motion herself, making them laugh and clap for her. Egged on by the boys, Riley threw in some of the finger gestures that rock bands often make, which made the boys cheer.

"Alright, settle down everyone..." Scoutmaster Brad clapped his hands for attention after letting them have their fun for a while. Riley grinned and stopped fooling around, fixing her hair. The scoutmaster passed around a huge plate of piping hot pancakes one of the older boys had made. Riley took three, suddenly feeling very, very hungry...

"Eat up! We have a long day of hiking ahead of us." Brad said. The boys and Riley devoured every last scrap of the pancakes. Riley put away two more before they were done, absolutely famished from a day of hiking.. and a night of fucking. After they finished eating, Riley helped one of the older boys put out the campfire, as the scoutmaster lectured the younger boys on campfire safety.

Riley offered to go fill in the latrine, figuring it would give her a chance to make water when none of the boys were likely to come by... Nobody bothered her as she quickly finished peeing and scooped fresh dirt over the camp's latrine. When she returned, the boys were starting to pack up their tents.

Riley went over to help Thomas take down and pack up their tent. He smiled at her when she approached, adjusting her belt and clipping her canine to it. "I like you with your hair down, too!~" he said with a grin. Riley rolled her eyes and squatted to help him pull up the tent stakes. "You and everyone else, apparently. Not sure why I bothered putting it up now." she grumbled.

Thomas smirked at her. "I actually have a few hair ties for you. Meg said you always forget yours and gave me a few of hers before we left." Riley put her hands on her hips. "Why are you just telling me this now!?" she demanded. Thomas looked sheepish. "I forgot..." He dug the hair ties out of his pocket, handing them to Riley. She recognized them as the usual type Meg and she bought. Shrugging, she started working on putting her hair back in a ponytail while Thomas rolled up the tent and stowed it.

Riley struggled to collect her unruly locks, bouncing and squirming on her knees in annoyance. Riley's borrowed tunic was slightly askew and a bit too small. Thomas looked up and watched as her tunic pulled up enough for him to get a look at her muscular tummy as she bounced. He couldn't help himself and poked her belly with a grin on one of her larger bounces.

"H-Hey! Don't do that you dummy!" she scolded, her face flushing slightly. Thomas smirked, but held up his hands in an indication he wouldn't do it again. Riley stuck her tongue out at him and finished tying her hair back.

Finished, she got to her hands and knees and stood up. Squeaking, she twitched as she felt something grope her bottom. When she turned to glare at Thomas, he was innocently inspecting his finger nails. "I'll get you for that later!" she declared, then shouldered her backpack. Thomas fought to hide a smirk and failed. He got to his feet and jogged to catch up with Riley as they joined the rest of the boys prepared to head out.

"Attention!" shouted scoutmaster Brad as the last few boys finished packing up and rejoined the group. "Listen up, ladies! We'll be heading up the steeper portion of the mountain trail today!" He inspected the faces of his troop as they stood at attention. "No horsing around! The trail gets very steep and it can be dangerous. Eyes ahead, and stick with your buddy!"

"Don't worry." Thomas whispered to Riley out of the corner of his mouth. "I forgot to say, I told scoutmaster Brad I'd be your buddy. He said that was fine." Riley nodded slightly, keeping her eyes facing front.

"Alright ladies! We have a long march ahead of us - move ouuut!" he shouted and saluted. The boys and Riley saluted back, and they left the campsite in an orderly fashion.

They hiked the first mile in silence, Brad leading the way at a fast trot. As they wound their way up the mountain, the tall mountain pines began to thin out, and the air grew chiller.

Riley admired the gorgeous mountain pines, perking up as they cleared the forest. She gasped at the view down into the valley below them. Trees dotted the valley floor thousands of feet below, little more than specs at this height. She picked out a few game trails down below, observing the many raptors soaring around on updraft looking for their next meal.

"This is where the trail gets steep!" scoutmaster Brad called back down the column of boys. Up ahead they could see that trail switched from a straight path to zigzagging back and forth up a very sheer slope. "Take it slowly, and stick with your buddy!" he called, and started up the path.

The boys slowed up, starting up the steep path in pairs with Riley and Thomas bringing up the rear. Riley had plenty of time to look out into the valley while they waited their turn, admiring the natural beauty. So lost in her admiration was she that Thomas had to poke her to get her attention. All the other boys had started up the trail and it was their turn.

"Ladies first!" Thomas said with a jokester's grin. Riley rolled her eyes, but said nothing to this, instead moving to the start of the path and slowly beginning the climb. Thomas stayed back and watched her for a few yards, admiring her muscular thighs in the tight fitting shorts she was wearing.

Grinning, Thomas started up the trail, watching her cute little bottom swinging. The trail got so steep that Riley was forced to use her hands to climb, making her bottom thrust out towards him. He longed to grope it, but he remembered the scoutmaster's warning about not screwing around on this dangerous part of the rock scramble.

They climbed in silence for the better part of an hour before finally reaching the top. A good number of the boys were wheezing by the time they were all able to straighten up and walk normally at the top of the peak. "Excellent work!" said scoutmaster Brad, doing a quick count of the boys to make sure they had them all. "There's a small clearing up ahead where we can take a short rest, ladies. So let's keep moving!"

Some of the boys groaned, clearly wanting to stop right here, but they trudged onward anyways. Even Riley was a bit tired after that long hard climb, though she was determined not to let it show. She jogged up to the front of the line of boys to chat with the scoutmaster.

Riley greeted scoutmaster Brad cheerfully as she ran up, falling into step and keeping pace with him despite her legs quietly protesting the pace. "Heya!" she said with a cheerful grin. "This is so much fun, thanks again for letting me come with you guys!~" Brad smiled down at her warmly. "Eyy, no prob!" he said. "We're always happy to get some new blood in the troop, even if you're only here temporarily."

They jogged in silence for a bit, before Riley spoke up again. "So, do you have a family scoutmaster?" she asked him happily, her cheeks flushed red from the wind underneath her hat as she looked up at him. The scoutmaster gave her a funny look she couldn't place. "Nope, just me." he said after a time. "My parents used to live in town, but they retired and moved to LA about seven years ago. I bought the house I'd grown up in from them when they left." he explained.

"Oh." Riley said, kicking a rock off the trail with her booted foot. "So you don't got a wife or kids of your own?" she asked shyly. He gave her that funny look again, though Riley noted this time that it was tinged with a little sadness. "Nope... Just me and my dog, Fido." he said sadly. "He's getting up in years and is too old to make the trip with us anymore. A friend is watching him for me right now, though I do miss him dreadfully."

"Aww, that's cute." Riley swooned. "I love dogs but my parents won't let me get one..." Brad nodded, understanding. "Tell me about your parents, Riley." he asked her. "To be honest, I don't know much about you. Thomas was a bit vague." he said. "What do they do? I mean, do they do outdoorsy stuff with you?"

Now it was Riley's turn to look sad. "Ahh..." she began, her shoulders drooping. "They... really don't much care for the outdoors." she mumbled sadly. "Dad tries to do stuff outside with me when he has time, but he doesn't have time very often 'cuz of his job." she said, hanging her head.

A bit quieter, she continued, "I can tell he hates it, too... he's only doing it for me. So I don't ask him much anymore." Scoutmaster Brad didn't know what to say, and they continued up the mountain in silence for a few hundred meters. Brad understood better than she knew - his own parents had been much the same.

Another mile up the trail scoutmaster Brad pointed out the trail sign painted onto a gnarled scraggly mountain tree pointing out the rest spot just off the trail. Riley smirked as she heard some of the boys sigh their relief like they'd just reached salvation.

Thomas trotted up past the boys lagging behind to join Riley as they entered the clearing. This particular rest spot was set into a big slab of sandstone with an impressive view of the valley that now lay even further down below them.

"Why do you keep leaving to talk to the scoutmaster..." Thomas complained. "Am I not interesting enough for you?" Riley giggled. "No, you're not!" she teased. "I'm just being friendly, silly. Getting to know him and stuff, you know..." Thomas threw an arm around her shoulders. "Oh sure, nice and friendly like..." he said with a smirk. Riley shrugged off his arm. "Yes, nice and friendly!" she retorted, sticking her tongue out at him. Thomas only laughed.

Scoutmaster Brad's parade voice cut through the clearing like a hot knife. "We made good time today, ladies!" she shouted, and the boys cheered. "I guess that means ya'll get the night off. Pitch camp then relax and enjoy the cool night air. I'll be starting a campfire for us soon."

Riley steered Thomas over to a good flat spot to set up their tent at. Mike and Jeremy came over to join them as they found a spot to start pitching their own tent nearby. "You guys sure are close, huh?" Mike said as he and Jeremy picked a spot nearby to start setting up their own tent.

Riley worked on setting up the tent poles so the other boys couldn't see her face flush. "Uh, y-yeah we are..." she said shyly. "I, uhh, come stay with them for a while every summer." she lied. She really liked these boys and not for the first time thought about how much she hated lying to them. Sometimes she thought her life woulda been simpler if she was born a boy...

"That's cool." Jeremy said. "I wish I had siblings or cousins I was close to. In my family it's just me." he said, a bit forlorn. Mike elbowed him in the ribs. "Oh I'm not good enough for ya, eh? Best friend?" he teased the shorter boy. Jeremy rolled his eyes at Mike. "You know what I mean, Mike. At least you have three siblings."

Mike laughed. "Yeah, but they're all girls and younger than me! All they talk about is clothes and shoes - we have nothing in common!" he complained. "I know how you feel." Thomas joined in the griping. "All I got are sisters, too...."

Mike shook his head at Thomas. "Yeah but at least your sisters are into outdoor stuff!" he said. "What I'd give to meet a girl who was into hiking and fishing, sports..." Hearing this, Riley fumbled a catch on one of the tent polls and it fell to the ground with a clatter. Thomas quickly grabbed the poll before it could roll away.

"Need help?" Mike said quickly, preparing to get to his feet and come over. "I-I got it!" Riley said, quickly bending over and accepting the tent poll back from Thomas. She could feel the blush creeping down her face and hid behind her bangs so they wouldn't see. She quickly finished threading the last tent poll and levered the tent up.

Standing back, Riley put her hands on her hips and admired her handiwork - the tent was set up perfectly. "Not bad at all." Mike said, looking their way. Jeremy elbowed him. "Not bad? That's a perfect tent. Whenever you set up our tent it's always lopsided." Jeremy complained. "It is not!" Mike cried with indignation, his cheeks flushing.

Mike stalked back over to his tent and began furiously attempting to set it up. Jeremy winked at Riley. "I'll pay you in bacon if you set up our tent, Riley." Mike gave his friend a shove, making Jeremy laugh. Riley sat down next to Thomas with their backs to their tent as they watched the other boys set up their tents. Riley had finished setting up their tent before anyone else.

The scoutmaster wandered, correcting some of the boys handiwork as they set up their tents. Riley glanced over at Mike and saw the tent pole he was bending wasn't secure. She bit her tongue when she thought to speak up, then did a mental shake of the head and decided to speak up.

"H-Hey, Mike..." she called out. "Your tent pope's not braced properly." Mike made a face. "It'll be fine!" he said, bending the pole more. Hearing Riley speak up, scoutmaster Brad came over. "Mike, Riley's right - that's not braced properly!" he said right as the pole ripped free, nearly walloping Jeremy in the face. "Hey, watch it!" Jeremy scolded. "You nearly took my head off!"

Mike sighed, his shoulders drooping. "Ugg, okay fiiiine - it wasn't braced. Don't be a baby, Jeremy - it didn't even touch you!" Brad walked over to check on Riley and Thomas' tent. "Flawless work, Riley. A++!" Riley blushed at the high praise. "Th-Thank you..!" she mumbled, looking down at her boots.

"Teacher's pet..." Thomas whispered. Scoutmaster Brad overheard. "Well then, Thomas! You must be learning a lot from observing the 'teacher's pet' as you put it, raising your tent for you. Tomorrow night, you'll be putting it up by yourself." The color drained from Thomas' face. "Uh.. K-Kay..." he mumbled.

After Brad left, Mike and Jeremy teased him about what happened. Thomas got fed up and threw a stick at them, making them all laugh. Riley groaned and got to her feet. "I'm gonna go dig the latrine." she told Thomas, grabbing her shovel. He nodded and she waved to him, scurrying off through some nearby bushes to find a good spot. She walked a good hundred meters away from the campsite before she found a good secluded location behind an old tree and up against some large boulders.

Digging a line in the sand, she stopped and listened to make sure she didn't hear anyone nearby before pulling her shorts and undies down and squatting over the pit to pee. She was just about finished when a voice from somewhere above her spoke out clearly. "I had my suspicions, but I wasn't sure till now." Riley jumped, tripping over her own feet as her clothes got tangled around her ankles. She fell on her rump in the sand, looking around in a panic for the speaker.

Scoutmaster Brad stood atop the boulder a few meters above her. He was looking down at her, his arms crossed. "We need to talk, Riley. Come to my tent after lights out." Without another word, he turned on his heels and walked out of her field of view. Riley sat there for quite some time, her heart pounding in her chest. She had to assume he'd seen her privates... What else could he have meant? What should she do... What would he do with her? Would he make them all turn back? The trip wasn't even halfway over... The other boys would be furious with her...

Thoughts tumbled in her mind over and over, escalating as she imagined how mad her parents would be... how much trouble Thomas would be in.. he would probably implicate Meg and she'd get in trouble, too... What should she do!?

Taking many, many deep breaths, Riley fought to calm herself. She untangled her shorts and undies from her ankles and pulled them back up over her hips. He'd just said he wanted to talk to her alone... maybe he didn't care? She nibbled on her finger nail, a nervous habit from when she was younger that she'd kicked over a year ago. There was nothing for it, she decided. She'd just have to act like everything was normal until tonight, and see what he wanted to talk about...

Her heart still pounding with anxiety and fear, Riley returned to the campsite. The rest of the boys had finished setting up their respective tents by the time she got back, and the scoutmaster was poking up a fire set between several large slabs of sandstone. He didn't so much as look at her when she returned... which somehow only made Riley worry more. If he was going to expose her, she wished he'd just get it over with already...

Silently she took the seat offered by Thomas next to him and Mike and accepted a plate of warmed up beans, roasting a hot dog over the fire with the rest of the boys. She wasn't sure if anyone noticed something was wrong until right before it was time for bed. On her way back to the tent, Thomas grabbed her arm. "Is something wrong?" he asked worriedly. "You've been very quiet tonight ever since pitching the tents..."

Riley shook out of his grip. "I-It's n-nothing!" she lied, not meeting his gaze. "Leave me alone..." Thomas let her go, and she walked off into the bushes. He stood there for a time. "Was it something I said..." he mumbled to himself, unsure what to do. "I guess I'll just let her be.." He'd been hoping to share a bedroll with her again tonight, but if she was mad at him he would not be so lucky. Dejected, he trudged on back to the tent he shared with Riley, trying to think of some way to make up for whatever she was mad at him about...

...

Riley watched everyone go to bed from the bushes. Once Thomas had gone into their tent and turned out the light, she left her hiding spot on the bushes. Creeping slowly through the camp, she walked towards the scoutmaster's much larger tent set near the back of the camp against a natural rock wall. She noted that a light was still on inside the tent as she approached. Steeling herself, Riley walked the last few steps towards his tent and timidly opened the flap, peering inside.

Scoutmaster Brad was sitting on a camp chair with a steaming mug in his hands. He beckoned for her to enter. "Close the flap behind you, and keep your voice down." he instructed her. Riley did as she was bid, her heart pounding so hard in her chest she was sure he must be able to hear it. Brad patted a second camp chair placed next to him, sipping from his mug while he waited for her to join him. Slowly Riley walked over and took the offered seat, hiding behind her bangs and looking at her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

Scoutmaster Brad set his mug down and looked at her. "Well?" he said calmly. "Out with it - I will have the truth, please." Riley swallowed, her mouth paper dry. She tried to speak and only a squeak came out. Brad poured her a cup of water patiently, waiting as Riley gulped it down. She cleared her throat and tried again. "M-My... my trip got c-canceled..." she mumbled. "I'd b-been looking forward to this hike since I first heard about it four years ago..."

Scoutmaster Brad tapped his fingers on the arm of his camp chair. "You're part of the girl scout troop that would have gone on this trip ahead of us three days ago?" he asked. Riley nodded, unable to look him in the eyes. They sat in silence for a long time, so long that Riley felt like she was going to die from the stress. Finally she simply blurted out, "I'm s-sorry! I didn't want to lie, b-but it was so unfair!" She flinched as she felt a large hand touch her shoulder, then forced herself to relax.

Brad patted her on the back comfortingly, then placed a hand under her chin and made her look up at him. "Who else knows?" he asked calmly. "Thomas?" Riley swallowed, then nodded. "Anyone else?" he asked. She shook her head. Scoutmaster Brad sat back with a sigh, picking up his mug again. "I see..." he said. "Tell me the rest." Riley stammered through the rest of her wild tale, though she left out April's involvement, making it sound like she and Meg had pulled this off alone. When she was finished, she felt like a weight she hadn't even realized was there had been lifted from her shoulders.

"Alright, I believe you." he mused. "While I can most certainly understand why you did it, you still lied to me." Brad pulled out a second mug and poured hot liquid from the kettle he'd brought into his tent with him. Unbeknownst to Riley, there was a little something extra in the mug before he poured liquid into it. He handed her the mug of doctured hot cocoa. "Drink that, it'll make you feel better..." he instructed. Riley blinked, then accepted the mug, sipping from it. It was a rich dark chocolate cocoa, and she liked the taste of it.

"Wh-When did you figure it out..?" she couldn't help asking. "Oh, I thought I may have recognized you when I first met you, but I let it go. It wasn't until I saw you with your hair down that I began to suspect, and it wasn't until after we chatted this evening that I finally placed where I'd met you before..." he mused, staring into the lit lantern sitting atop his pack. "As I recall, you went with Thomas' family to one of his graduation ceremonies when he went up a rank a year or two ago." Riley swallowed. "I f-forgot about th-that..." Brad continued staring at her, making Riley look away.

After a few more sips, she mumbled, "Wh-What are you g-going to do with m-me..?" Brad drummed his fingers on his chair again. "Nothing..." he said slowly, "Nothing, as long as you do everything I say and keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I will have to cancel the trip and take everyone back, and tell your parents what you did." Riley's face went pale. "N-No, please d-don't..!" she pleaded. "I-I'll d-do a-anything..!"

Brad nodded. "Good.. girl. For starters, finish the rest of that hot cocoa." he prodded her. Riley quickly gulped down the rest of the hot liquid without hesitation, ignoring the fact that it burned her mouth a bit. She set the cup down hard, feeling a bit woozy. Brad patted her on the back again. "You're asking me to keep a secret for you... and so I will ask you to do the same." he said in a quiet, calm voice, running a hand down her back. Riley twitched when she felt his hang grope her bottom. What was he planning on doing with her..?

"Wh-What's th-that..?" she asked, gulping. Scoutmaster Brad leaned in and whispered in her ear. "You asked before if I had a family. The real reason why I do not is because.. I'm only really attracted to kids." Riley swallowed again, not really following. "I-I d... don't u-understanding..." she mumbled, blushing as he continued groping her bottom through her shorts. She felt very warm and a little bit weak in the knees... What was going on..?

"Oh, I think you do." he said with a smirk. "You're old enough to know something on the subject, and that aphrodisiac I just gave you should be kicking in by now..." Staring her down unflinchingly, scoutmaster Brad slid his large hand down the back of her shorts and into her undies, groping her bare bottom this time. His warm hand felt oddly pleasant on her bare skin, and suddenly it was all Riley could focus on.

Her breath began the catch as Brad squeezed her bottom gently. "You are really cute, you know Riley..." he said. "No wonder I was attracted to you the moment we met... I'm not usually into little boys, hehe." Riley's mind swam, a lust fog settling over her and wrapping her up like a blanket as the drugs overwhelmed her immature mind. "I.. d-don't..." she stammered, breathing hard. Brad chuckled. "Aww, you look sooooo cute, all flustered like that!" he swooned, placing his other hand on her belly and sliding it up underneath her shirt to grope her flat chest. Riley's little nipples went rock hard immediately at his touch, and he flicked them gently.

Riley's vision spun even more as Brad tweaked her tiny nubs on her washboard-flat chest. She didn't even notice right away when he picked her up and set her down gently on her lap. "I'll make you feel nice..." he muttered softly into her ear, though Riley barely heard him as he withdrew the hand groping her ass and slid it down the front of her shorts this time, down into her undies to rim her preteen sex.

"N-Nice..." Riley mumbled, her face flushed a bright pink color. Brad chuckled and pressed one finger past her hairless slit and into her ultra-tight fuck hole. Her knees trembled as he gently fingered her with just one of his large fingers, getting her nice and wet for what he had planned next. Brad grinned, knowing he had her right where he wanted her.

As her breathing grew more labored, he withdrew his finger from inside her and his hand from her shorts. Bringing it up to her mouth, he ordered, "Open up and suck." Riley complied, sucking her own juices off his fingers. Brad moaned seeing the look on her adorable face as she sucked on his index finger, still slick with her own girlie pussy juices. Brad's cock was hard as a rock under his shorts. It'd been a long time since he'd been in a situation where he could get away with fucking a little girl so openly... Just the thought was enough to drive him wild.

Unable to wait any longer, he roughly pulled Riley's shorts down, seizing one of her ankles and pulling them off so they dangled from her right leg. Instead of taking her undies off, he merely pulled them aside, admiring her slick plump hairless preteen cunt. Unzipping the fly of his shorts, he let his dick out to breath, having already taken his underwear off before Riley entered the tent in anticipation of this moment.

Riley gulped, seeing his large cock poke out of his pants and trembled as he rubbed it along her slit. "A-Are you g-going to p-put that in m-me..?" she stammered. "That's right..." scoutmaster Brad whispered. "Will you be a good girl and endure it? I promise it will feel good if you can do that for me." Riley nodded slowly. Part of her didn't want this, but not a very big part at this point. "K-Kay..." she mumbled.

Brad kissed her cheek. "That's a good girl... not this will probably hurt a little bit, but I'll go slow and be gentle, okay?" He was already squirting some kind of clear cold liquid from a bottle he'd pulled out of his jacket pocket onto her slit. Riley nodded again, and he ruffled her hair. "Try not to make too much noise or the boys might hear us... these tent walls are thin." he warned, rubbing the tip of his adult cock over her small opening.

"I'm putting it in now, okay?" he whispered to her warmly. Riley nodded again, her mind still swimming with the effects of the drug he'd given her. Gently Brad tilted the head of his cock up. Pulling her undies aside, he pressed it against her plump pussy lips. They parted for his overly large cock, though not without some amount of force on his part. Riley grimaced, feeling pain mix with the overwhelming feelings of pleasure as scoutmaster Brad forced the tip of his man meat into her tight 10 year old fuck canal.

"F-Fuuuuck your lil' pussy is tiiiight!" Brad moaned with just the tip inside her immature cunt. He picked up the remote he had set on the small folding table next to him and pressed the button in the middle. The camera he'd set on a post facing them flashed and took a picture of the tip of his adult dick inside little Riley's 10 year old cunny. He took a few more for good measure, then switched it to video mode and started recording, setting the remote back on the table. Returning his attention to the little girl on his cock, scoutmaster Brad placed his hands on either side of her tummy. Already his over-large cock had spread her plump pussy lips open wide enough for her tiny labia to be visible. He smiled, and rubbed her belly with his thumb.

"That's a good girl... you're going to be my fuck toy tonight. Say 'I'm your little fuck toy, scoutmaster Brad...'" he ordered her. "I-I... I'm y-your lil' f-fuck t-toy, s-scoutmaster Brad..." Riley stammered, not really understanding what the words he had asked her to say meant. Brad patted her belly. "Good girl... now you're going to take the rest of my dick inside your little pussy..." he said, and increased the downward pressure on her small hips.

Riley grimaced, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as Brad forced inch after inch of his adult dick inside her tiny baby hole. "Nnnn... it h-hurts..!" she whimpered. "I know, I know... just bear with it and I promise it will start to feel better." he cooed, forcing her small body down harder. Riley gasped as the last of his length slid inside her super tight preteen fuck hole. "There, what a good little slut you are!" Brad whispered. "Look, you took the whole thing inside your little pussy!" Riley looked down and saw the outline of a large object against the flesh of her tummy. Curious, she reached down and poked his dick through her tummy. It twitched, making her gasp.

"T-Thomas' didn't do that..." she half moaned, half mumbled, no longer sure what she was talking about. "Hah! I shoulda known I wasn't your first." scoutmaster Brad sneered. "You slept with your little boyfriend last night, didn't you!? What a little preteen slut you are..." he taunted her. "Well if I don't have to worry about popping your cherry, then I don't have to be gentle..." he said, and picked her small body up halfway off his dick before slamming her back down.

Riley gasped, her eyes rolling up as her immature mind was bombarded with an intense mix of pain and pleasure at being stuffed so completely by a cock much too large for her. The aphrodisiac had helped to loosen her up, thankfully, and she was able to take his adult dick without breaking. "That's a good child slut... You love being stuffed by my cock, don't you my little bitch?" He picked her up and slammed her down again. Riley gasped and panted, her tongue lolling out. Brad sneered at her and began fucking her tight little body in earnest. Riley bobbed on his cock like a seasoned whore, her insides squeezing Brad so tightly he felt like he was going crazy!

"F-Fuck!" he moaned, slamming in and out of Riley's tight 10 year old snatch. "N-Not gonna last much l-longer in your amazingly tight cunt..!" Riley was limp in his arms at this point, held up only by his strength as he fucked her like a kiddie sex doll. She no longer felt any pain - only an overwhelming ecstasy as she took Brad's adult cock all the way up inside her undeveloped womb. Bad slammed his dick so deep inside her cunt that his tip pressed on her cervix at the apex of each savage upward thrust.

A few rapid thrusts later, Riley clamped her hands over her own mouth to muffle her cry as she came harder than she'd ever cum in her life, her whole body convulsing as the orgasm overtook her and her sense of control shattered. Scoutmaster Brad moaned with intense pleasure of his own as her inner walls clamped down on him as she came, and he was pushed past his limit. Hissing, he dug his fingers into her tummy so hard that it later left bruises, and savagely slammed her down one final time. He exploded inside of her, his dick spraying several weeks' buildup of hot, thick semen inside her tiny womb.

There was far too much for her to take it all, and Riley's belly bulged with the amount. The rest spurted out from around their mashed together groins as she twitched on his dick, dribbling down her thighs. Scoutmaster Brad thrust up into Riley a few more times, painting her insides with his seed more and more with each pump up into her cunny. Riley's eyes rolled up and she fainted, her body still twitching unconscious on Brad's large cock.

Scoutmaster Brad moaned one final time, and pulled her off his overly large cock. Semen fell out of Riley's gaping love hole as his cock popped free. He grabbed the pack of wet wipes set out on the table and set about cleaning her up. Riley came to as Bad was pulling her shorts to her hips. She blinked up at him as she lay on her back with him looming over her. Brad leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. "From now on, you come see me every night." he told her, breaking the kiss. "And you tell no one what we do in my tent. Do that, and I won't have to tell your parents that you snuck onto our hiking trip, and you get to finish the trip with us." he continued. "Do we have a deal, Riley?" he asked calming, starting unblinkingly into her eyes as he waited for her reply.

Riley's mind was still a bit woozy, but she understood him. Swallowing, she nodded. "I want to hear you say it..." scoutmaster Brad demanded. Riley swallowed again. She tried to speak, but only a timid squeak emerged. Clearing her throat, she tried again. "I-I p-promise... I'll d-do what y-you s-say if you d-don't t-tell..." she said in a quiet, meek voice. Brad smiled, and leaned in to kiss her again. Once he was finished, he patted her head. "Good girl..."

Leaning in, he whispered in her ear. "I'll make you feel good, and teach you how to please your little boyfriend..." he promised. Finished with her, he lifted her up and set her down on her feet, patting her behind. "First lesson... Next time you want to play with your little boyfriend, try sucking on his dick." Brad instructed her. "You can tell me how it went tomorrow night. Now, be a good girl and see yourself out." He gave her a small shove and waved goodnight. Riley stumbled out of the scoutmaster's tent, feeling like a mountain had been shoved between her legs...

...

Riley staggered into her tent, starting Thomas out of a worried slumber. He'd been just about ready to get up and go look for her when he'd accidentally fallen asleep. When Riley zipped up the tent behind them with shaking fingers, he sat up. "Riley!" he hissed, making the girl spin around. "I was so worried about you! Are you okay!?" Exhausted and still more than a bit drug-addled, Riley walked over to him and practically collapsed into his arms, sobbing quietly. Thomas awkwardly rubbed her back as he held her. "What happened?" he asked, shocked. "I d-don't want to t-talk about i-it..." Riley sniveled.

"A-Alright..." Thomas said hesitantly, not wanting to pry but still worried about her. "I thought you were mad at me before... D-Did I do something wrong..?" Riley picked her head up from his shoulder at this, looking him full in the face. "H-Huh? O-Oh... I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to m-make you th-think that..." she mumbled. "I wasn't m-mad at you.. You've been so n-nice to me..." Remembering the scoutmaster's words and still under the effects of the lust draft, she fumbled at Thomas' pajama bottoms. "R-Riley, whaa..." he said, but didn't make any attempts to stop her. "A-Are you sure? You seem upset..." Riley nodded her head without raising it up to look at him, her focus on what lie beneath his bottoms.

Riley pulled Thomas' pajama bottom down to his hips, letting his already rapidly-swelling boyhood flop out. "Y-You want me to p-put it in you agai-" he started to ask, when Riley opened her small mouth and popped his entire length inside in one bob. Thomas forgot what he was talking about as a gasp escaped his lips, moaning in pleasure as Riley awkwardly began going down on him, not really having any idea what she was doing. Thomas put a hand on the back of her head as he gasped in pleasure as Riley's tight little mouth got him off. Unbeknownst to Riley he'd been thinking about sleeping with her again all day long, but not like this. He'd not expected this immature naive girl to know how to suck on his cock, and the feeling was indescribable!

Thomas began thrusting upwards into her small, tight mouth as she bobbed on his cock. He was panting hard by this point, mesmerized by the sight of his small cock disappearing past Riley's lips over and over again. Groaning, he grabbed her small head with both hands and hammered her mouth, skull fucking Riley at a breakneck pace. Riley felt him take control and let it happen, her head jiggling up and down in his grip as he used her tight little mouth like a fleshlight.

Thomas moaned long and deep, slamming her head down hard and cumming in her mouth. Riley struggled a bit as his salty semen struck her tongue and painted the inside of her mouth, but Thomas was too much into the throws of his orgasm to notice her discomfort. His dick convulsed, squirting another string of hot semen into her little mouth. Riley gave up fighting and just swallowed it, not totally disliking the taste, though it tasted strange nonetheless. Thomas suddenly realized he was holding her head down hard, and let go. "Sh-Shit! I'm sorry, Riley! I l-lost control! That f-felt amazing..!"

Riley lifted her head off his now flaccid cock, wiping her mouth on her sleeve. "I'm g-glad it felt good..." she mumbled, embarrassed. Thomas sighed. "I'm just glad you aren't mad at me... guess I know you meant it now, heh..." Riley smirked at him, and moved to roll off his lap. Thomas caught her arm as she tried to leave. "W-Wait..!" he asked. "You made me feel nice, let me do the same for you..." Startled, Riley looked at his face and saw an emotion she was not accustomed to: genuine love and affection. "H-Huh?" she asked. "How...?" Thomas chuckled. "Boys can use their mouths on girls, too, you know..."

Riley blinked at him, now curious what he meant. "How..?" she asked timidly, making Thomas smile warmly at her. "Lie on your back on my bedroll and I'll show you." Riley nodded, and rolled over onto her back, letting Thomas get on top of her. He leaned down and pressed her face into her midriff, exposed by her askew shirt. Riley gasped as he nibbled on her navel, and her breath caught as he gently slid her shorts and undies down to her thighs. Thomas moved his lips down from her navel towards her exposed and puffy slit, not noticing how red and swollen it was in the darkness.

Thomas' lips finally met her pussy lips. He slid his tongue out of his mouth and began to gently slither it up and down her exposed slit. Riley's eyes went wide and she gasped as he gently rimmed her cunny with his tongue. A few licks later, he pressed it against her loose slit, which easily parted for his tongue. Riley moaned as Thomas ate her out gently, the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac increasing her pleasure tenfold. She didn't even realize that she's wrapped both legs around his head.

Thomas' small boyish tongue lapped at her insides gently, massaging her inner walls. Grinning, he reached a hand up and started playing with her exposed clit. Riley came hard for the second time tonight the moment his fingers pressed her little bean, spraying her love juices into his mouth. Thomas lapped them all up, letting her ride out her cute little orgasm as he swirled his tongue over her tiny love button.

Riley bucked her hips against his face as she rode out her orgasm, then collapsed against the bedroll. Thomas got on top of Riley and kissed her, already dry humping against her. Riley could feel his re-hardened dick poking into her belly as she kissed him back. When he broke the kiss, Thomas cooed to her. "S-Sorry, I c-can't help myself around you..! You're s-so cuuute!~ C-Can I put it in you again..? P-Please...?" he begged, his face as screwed up and hopeful as a puppy begging for table scraps.

Riley's mind was already homing in again on the feeling of his dick against her skin. She nodded and kissed him on the lips, startling the young boy. Without breaking the kiss he fumbled with his boyhood, gripping it with trembling fingers and lining it up with Riley's loose and messy baby slit. Thomas found his mark and jammed his cock into her little pussy, immediately launching into full speed pistoning as soon as he was inside her with a level of energy only a young boy could muster.

Thomas lay on top of Riley, ramming his boy cock deep inside her kiddie cunny over and over again, wanting desperately to make her feel good and no longer able to control himself. She was so freaking hot, and her preteen pussy felt so damn good and tight..! Thomas broke the kiss as he gasped and came inside Riley, adding his deposit to what was already in her belly from scoutmaster Brad's hard fucking earlier that night. Thomas bucked into Riley several more times, her inner walls massaging him. Riley came one final time as his hot boy cum shot up inside her tummy.. and passed out, her young mind overstimulated beyond belief by the evening's parade of sexual encounters combined with the powerful lust draft she'd been fed.

Thomas noticed she'd passed out again after he escaped the passion throws of his own orgasm. Shaking his head, he lay there for a while with his dick still inside her 10 year old snatch. Before he could fall asleep, he groaned and pulled out of her, grabbing what he needed to clean up the mess they'd made on each other and the bed. He helped the sleeping Riley out of her clothes and into her pajamas, then climbed back into the sleeping bag with her and zipped it up. Hugging her sleeping body tightly, Thomas went to sleep with his little lover held in his arms, and had very lewd dreams about her that night...

June 17th

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