Sexual Research Commission/Sorensen/9
Chapter 9
Payton rummaged through the garage, gathering her camping gear. She didn’t like the idea of going camping with the boy scouts as a P-FANS girl, but her parents were making her. Usually, girls didn’t go on boy scout outings—especially not girls as young as Payton. However, the scout master was all too happy to make an exception for Payton now that she was in the P-FANS program.
“What are you doing?” Her father had just walked into the garage.
“I’m getting my sleeping bag,” Payton replied. She was standing on a wobbly step-stool with one foor on the garage shelf, reaching up to where her sleeping bag was on top.
“You don’t need that,” Greg laughed to himself. “You’re not going to be sleeping in your own sleeping bag!”
“Why. . .Oh.” The realization hit her. She was going to be sharing the sleeping bag with… a boy scout? A scout master? Only time would tell.
“Mr. Pinewood said you don’t need to bring anything. He’s got stuff for you for the hike and you’ll be sleeping in different tents whole you’re there.
“Okay,” Payton pouted, giving her father a fair bit of attitude to let him know how much she disapproved. The campout was sounding less and less fun to her by the day. Either way, it would only be a few short hours before she was dropped off to start the drive to the mountains. School had just gone on break for a few weeks, so the campout was scheduled to last three nights.
The naked child was dropped off later that day, staying in her parent’s car as long as she possibly could before getting out. By then, all the scouts were already in the cars that were chaffering them to camp, but all eyes were staring out the window as she walked to the SUV that would be taking her.
“Here, we saved you the middle seat,” the younger of two scouts said. The older one was seated on the other side of the car and she recognized him immediately as Mitch. She’d tagged onto a few scouting events with him in the past.
The youngest boy didn’t get out of his seat, which forced Payton to climb over him. He made no hesitation at staring in between her legs when she did, even though he was rather nervous about the whole thing. Once she was buckled in, the scoutmaster, Mr. Pinewood, climbed into the vehicle. There were a total of three cars making the drive and a dozen boy scouts, all of which would at the very least, see Payton naked all weekend. And they would all likely be doing more than that, too.
“Off we go!” Mr. Pinewood said as he turned the ignition. The cars hadn’t yet turned out od the parking lot before the oldest boy, Mitch turned toward her.
“I’ve never seen you without clothes before,” he stated. “But I’ve always wanted to.”
“Oh,” she replied.
“Mikey over there is prettynervous because he’s never done anything with a girl before,” Mitch said referring to the boy on Payton’s other side. He was a few years younger than Mitch, and from his boyish looking complexion, it seemed as though his balls might have just dropped yesterday. He glanced over, but didn’t say anything.
“I’m glad you’re in our car, though. It will make the drive go by faster,” Mitch added. “I remember when you came to that scout o’rama event last year,” Mitch carefully began to run a finger up Payton’s shoulder.
“I saw you climbing the ropes course in your baggy shorts and scout shirt. You hung upside down and your shirt fell up and I got to see your chest.” then Mitch bent over and whispered so nobody else in the car could hear. “That’s when I realized I liked little girls.” It was a strange thing for Payton to hear. She never actually thought about a boy liking her. Sure, plenty of men and older boys wanted to fuck her, but Mitch seemed more genuine.
Mitch eyed the girl carefully, taking in every inch of her. He could hardly believe his luck. Three hours in the car with the girl he’d been unable to get out of his mind for the last year. And not only was she naked, but he could do whatever he wanted with her. That second fact scared him a little, though
He was indeed a little nervous and didn’t immediately make a move, worried that he might do something she didn’t like or hurt her young body. Just a month ago, girls her age were completely off limits and his subconscious told him as much, too. But now, not only was fucking an eight year old allowed—it was encouraged.
He reached a hand over and brushed it against her chest carefully. Then, as he started to get bolder, Mitch leaned in and kissed her cheek. Steadily he grew more comfortable and began feeling up her body more earnestly, rubbing his open palm over her torso and then eventually in between her legs. His cock was ballooning his scout pants.
Mitch had kissed a girl a bunch of times, but had never done anything like this. He was completely lost in the moment. Grabbing at her body, he started making out with Payton wildly. His hands enjoyed the feel of her soft skin as the explored.
“Geez, don’t get too excited back there,” Mr. Pinewood glanced in the rearview.
“Hey, why don’t we have her jerk us both off,” the other boy piped up. Mitch pulled away.
“Oh—yeah, sure,” Mitch muttered. Suddenly, he didn’t like the idea of sharing her. He stared into Payton’s eyes, reliving one of the many sexual fantasies he’d had about her in his mind over the past year. None of them had involved anyone else but the two of them. Regardless, he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to live out whatever he possibly could with the eight year old.
Payton was not privy to the specifics of any of Mitch’s sexual fantasies. He was just another boy she’d have no choice but to pleasure. The older boy leaned in and gave her a final kiss before she was turned around and felt her right hand being pulled by the younger scout. She felt her hand touch his cock before she actually saw it.
It wasn’t quite the cock of a teenager, but it was also larger than that of a boy. It was somewhere in the middle, but had no visible hair that Payton could see. Mitch quickly pulled down his pants as well, revealing his to be much more developed.
Payton understood what she had to do and grabbed his cock, too. With each hand, she slowly started jerking them off in unison.
“Awe wow,” the younger boy muttered. “It’s way nicer having someone else do it for you.” Payton’s fist nearly engulfed his entire cock. The boy was only eleven, after all. But regardless, he was not well endowed, even for other boys his own age.
The cock in her other hand was quite a but larger; but given the age difference, it was hardly fair to compare the two. Regardless, Payton couldn’t help but notice the difference in girth as she jerked the two boys off.
While Mitch had already felt up her body, the other Scout decided it was his turn. While she would have preferred to keep her legs shut, Payton knew she had to keep them open while he felt in between her legs. He was quite fascinated by the fact he was allowed to touch it, but she found his childish poking to be rather annoying.
Mitch on the other hand, rested his arm across Payton’s shoulder while his head leaned back against the headrest. His eyes were closed and he was simply taking in the moment. He didn’t last long, however. Just seeing Payton naked for the first time was nearly enough to make him cum without the added stimulation of feeling her hand rubbing his cock.
When the moment arrived, Mitch leaned into Payton and pulled her closer. He took in her scent as cum began to squirt from his cock. It shot into the air, squirting some over Payton’s leg and on his own as well. Of course, the majority spilled out over the girl’s hand, rewarding it for its hard work.
Mitch felt incredibly relaxed when it was over, but Payton was still hard at work at the cock in her other hand.
“Would you chill out back there, Sean?” Mr. Pinewood called back. The boy had begun to yelp in excitement. He did calm down, but not until he, too began to cum with one kast final sigh.
“Thanks, that felt nice,” Mitch said, leaning in to kiss Payton of the cheek.
“Oh, you’re welcome?” She replied almost as a question. Nobody had actually thanked her for getting them off—at least not earnestly. Regardless, Payton was much more concerned with what to do with the two handfuls of cum she now had to deal with.
“Gross,” Payton exclaimed as he held both hands up in front of her. They were both slowly dripping cum into her lap. Had she been allowed to wear clothes, the rather messy tomboy might have just wiped them off on her t-shirt or pants. But without such luxuries, she had to make other arrangements.
“Don’t even think about wiping that cum off on my seats,” She heard Mr. Pinewood warn. Her plan B was out the window, too.
“If I can reach my bag you can use my towel,” Mitch offered as he reached back, arching himself over the back seat of the SUV reach the camping supplies. He was also interested in cleaning himself off, which he did as soon as was finished rummaging through the mountain of supplies they were hauling to find his towel.
Payton was relieved when he handed her the towel. Though it still took some effort to get all the cum off. Of course, Sean grabbed the towel, too and cleaned up his own crotch.
Since the car ride was far from over, Payton still had work to do. Mr. Pinewood fully admitted that road head was a bit too dangerous, but this time he made an exception. Therefore, just as soon as she was clean, Payton was climbing up to the front seat and laying across the center console.
With Mr. Pinewood was driving, it was Payton’s job to fish his schlong out of the man’s pants. This was something she had yet to master, but with a little help from him, it was soon poking out of his jeans.
To Mr. Pinewood’s delight, Payton had learned quite a bit during her few first weeks in the program. Her work on him began with the flick of her tongue over the tip of his cock. Then she moved her head to the side and stuck it in her mouth long ways, starting from the base and traveling all the way to the tip before finally taking it in her mouth.
“Oh, fuck sweetie,” he moaned in delight when he felt the girl’s tongue flicking and swirling right at the very tip of his cock as she put it in her mouth. Somehow, he maintained his composure as he focused on the road. Payton then began to bob her head, careful not to bump against the steering wheel as she did.
With Mr. Pinewood so focused on the road, it took a while for him to cum. He did get distracted and begin to swerve a handful of times, though. Many miles of highway later, Payton’s jaw began to feel the exorcise and she was getting rather tired of bobbing her head. The movements of the SUV as it navigated the mountain highway didn’t help matters either. Still, she continued on for just a few miles more before his climax arrived.
Her mouth was fully wrapped around his cock when it happened. She felt it contract in between her lips and then gagged when cum shot the back of her mouth. Next came the sour flavor which overwhelmed her taste buds. Payton gagged again, spilling cum out of her mouth and over Mr. Pinewood’s cock and jeans. Meanwhile, semen still continued to shoot into her mouth until she pushed herself up from Mr. Pinewood’s lap.
Mitch had the perfect view of cum dripping down Payton’s chin her head reappeared over the car seat. It was pretty hot to him, but he didn’t like that Payton herself looked a little worn out and distressed.
“Geez, I’m a mess down there aren’t I?” Mr. Pinewood glanced down at his jeans. “Small price to pay. That’s easily the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Could you at least lick a little of this up, though?” He took one hand off of the steering wheel and guided her back down to his lap.
“Ew, it tastes like rotten fish, though,” the little girl complained as her face descended. Regardless, she did her best to clean up the cum on Mr. Pinewood’s cock and the front of his jeans.
Once she was finished, Payton returned to the back seat when she was finished. Mikey had grown tired as the road went on and was already asleep against the car door. Feeling tired herself, Payton settled back into her seat. Mitch put his arm around her and let her lean against him. He was glad he got the chance to sit next to her.
The SUV continued down the highway as Payton fell asleep, eventually laying her head in Mitch’s lap. He stared out the window as the sun set and the trees began to get thicker as they neared the forrest where they would be camping for the next few days.